#andres de fonollosa x reader

[writingbyshiloh]

3 Times You Hear People Refer to You as a Team and the 1 Time You Didn't

Berlin x Reader

CW: Reader goes by Vienna and is a medical person (only 2 lines about it!) suggestive content but no smut, sneaking around? no beta

AN: I’m so normal about Berlin I promise (lying). I'm definitely forgetting a CW but nothing too bad or dramatic happens. 

WC: 1.7k

“Wait, what's with team Germany? Two people with city names from the same country?” the dark-haired young man asks. You know his name is an American city, starting with a D. Dallas? Detroit? Denver!

It's obvious who half of the team is. Berlin is the capital of Germany. You don’t know who the second is. You frown while trying to remember the other city names in Europe. Oslo, Helsinki, and Moscow but none of them are in Germany. 

“Vienna?” you ask, pointing a finger at yourself.

His dad, Moscow smacks him on the back of his head. “Vienna’s not in Germany, dumbass.” 

Denver laughs, loud and not caring about his geographical mistake. “Right, it’s in Italy.” 

Others join in laughing at his second mistake. 

“It’s the capital of Austria?” You say bewildered. “They speak German but it's still very much in Austria.” 

Too late for you to interject, the team name had stuck.

The second time is during one of the many drills the professor makes at all hours of the night. You had an advantage, being awake and somewhat alert.

“Any man would forfeit his share of the heist for you to look at him like that,” Berlin says quietly, smoothing his hand down your back. You’re both stretched out on your bed, hardly dressed, with tired and heavy limbs. 

You feel your face heat up at the compliment but try to push it down. Both of you agreed to keep it casual but he has a hard time doing that. You stopped trying to kick him out immediately after sex to avoid his “theories” about how women need to be held. Why let him tell you when he can just do it? 

“Helsinki likes men.” you counter. His words are sweet, but you don’t have much faith in him, seeing as he’s a divorcee of 5. 

“He’s not blind, is he?” Berlin bumps his nose against your jaw, trying to get more space to kiss your neck. 

The buzzing alarm throughout the house saves you from trying to come up with a reply. You both slip out from your bed, rooting around the discarded clothes on your floor and chair. 

“Is this a weapons drill?” You ask quietly slipping a blanket over your shoulders to protect from the night air. Berlin cocks his head to the side listening to the three repeating beeps. 

“Yes.” 

You grab the fake weapons from your dresser specifically for these drills. You pass the fake gun to Berlin hoping it will look similar to his weapon, keeping the knockoff rifle for yourself under your blanket. Berlin kisses the corner of your mouth before opening your door and leaving towards his room. You slip out and go the other way, closer to the outside door.

You arrive at the checkpoint third, beaten by Moscow and Dever. Sometimes you hear them sharing a late-night smoke so they were probably awake. Half a minute after you Berlin arrives and Oslo follows next. The Professor nods his approval and writes down everyone's reaction time. As the rest of the group filters outside, Berlin subtly nudges your arm when Tokyo and Rio arrive together with one fake weapon between them, even though their rooms are in different parts of the house. 

Nairobi is last, her sleep mask pushed to her forehead, lamenting about how early is it, how others need their beauty sleep, not her though. You hold out both of your blanket-covered arms for Nairobi and Tokyo to cozy up against the chill on the night air. You used the same blanket when there was an evening fire a few days ago so the thick smell of smoke covers any hint of your time with Berlin. 

“Moscow, Denver, Team Germany, and Oslo. Congratulations on your fast reaction time and the attention you paid in the lessons, you’re free to back to bed. Nairobi, Tokyo, Rio, Helsinki, please have a coffee or a snack and meet me in the classroom in 10 minutes.” 

You have a warm bed waiting for you, possible company included, so you shrug out of your blanket, letting the other two share it. You shiver in the cold air and pick up the weapon before retreating into the house. 

The sun is hazy and low in the sky, calling to the bugs in the grass to move and flit around. There’s no actual lesson, but the Professor is answering questions anyone may have. Small groups have broken out, Nairobi, Helsinki, and Oslo all bonding while smoking, the Professor and Moscow talking about some negotiating, while Rio, Denver, and Tokyo are playing a card game, one filled with slapping hands on the table, and accusing one another of cheating.

You and Berlin are moving slowly to the song playing out on someone's radio. It’s not out of the ordinary, Tokyo declines every time he offers her a dance, and Moscow has no worries about spinning you around to whatever is on the radio. You even try to dance with Nairobi sometimes, both taking dramatic steps, more focused on making others laugh than the proper form.

There's still a small space between both of your chests trying to show nothing is going on between you both. It's hard though when he had two fingers hooked into the belt loops of your pants to push and pull you with ease. The dance is only a simple box step, step forward, to the side, step back, and then to the other side, but you can feel his charisma and passion in every step.

“Take a look at team Germany.” The professor says, drawing more attention to your little dance. “A negotiation is much like a dance.”

You break out of his hold to sip your drink before moving back into the starting position. With a nod for Berlin, you take a step forward and he gently pulls you in the same direction. You keep dancing, steps more slow and exaggerated for the demonstration, while he counts, a smooth repetition of one, two, three, four so the group can see the movements.

“Now…who is leading?” The Professor asks, the back end of his pen pointed at you both. Answers are overlapped, with no one strongly holding any opinion.

“Why would you say Vienna, Denver?” The Professor prompts, try to get someone to reach the answer before he needs to explain it.

“Vienna moves first, and steps forward. They’re leading.” Denver says. You can see Rio nod in agreement.

“No, it’s Berlin. Watch how he leads, helping Vienna follow.” Moscow points out.

“Yes, exactly. In a negotiation, it will be much the same. On the outside, it will look like the police are leading, and we are following. But actually…” The professor trails off, watching Team Germany dance.

You see Berlin raise his eyebrows, silently gesturing that he wants to spin you. You quickly nod, and at the start of the count, he pulls you close before pushing away. You spin away under his arm before turning back to the original dance position.

“We’re in control.”

You’re not sure if the hoots and claps from the table are for Berlin and you or the plan. You hope it's for both.

The fourth time you’re called Team Germany neither of you are around to see it.

“I think you look hot.” you tell Tokyo, sitting on her bed, watching her and Nairobi as they make last-minute adjustments to their outfits for the festival.

“You should come!” Nairobi begs you, holding out her hands to help you off the bed as if the only thing stopping you from joining is being stuck in place. You accept her help and allow her to pull you to a standing position.

“If I didn’t have a medical lesson with the Professor tomorrow, I would.”

“Oooo, sounds hot, are you going to study anatomy?” Nairobi teases. You know about how sexy she finds the Professor, something you can’t judge her for.

“No, it’s going over every medical misfire that can happen. Berlin and Helsi are going to be there too.”

You can’t tell if the look Tokyo is shooting at you is strange or if she's drunk. You don’t get the chance to ask her before Rio and Denver come crashing in.

“This is pure elegance, my friend.” Denver announces, dancing in his jacket, while everyone crowds around him.

“What the fuck! Is this Berlins?” Nairobi asks. You know it is but you don’t have a good reason to know so you let the others figure it out themselves. “He’s going to fucking kill you.”

Denver's cries of reassurance are drowned out by Tokyo shushing him and encouraging the group to get moving. In the corridor, everyone lowers their volume.

“Have fun! Be safe! Drink lots of water!” you wish Nairobi and Tokyo as they give you an over-friendly kiss fueled with alcohol. You try to wipe off the excess lipstick before giving up. Denver and Nairobi walk you back to your room on their way out, Tokyo and Rio getting something they forgot back in Tokyo's room.

Outside waiting with a cigarette, Denver reaches into the pocket of Berlin's coat and quickly retracts his hand.

“What's wrong? Cut yourself on one of his five previous wedding rings?” Nairobi asks, setting her cigarette aside to see what hurt Denver. More casually, he reaches into the pocket and pulls out a few items of jewelry. Laying them flat in his palm, he holds them up for Nairobi to examine.

“Holy shit! Those are Vienna’s.”

“Why does Berlin have them?”

“It’s fucking obvious, team Germany is fucking!”

“Who’s fucking?” Tokyo asks, arriving with Rio in tow, a few smears of lipstick around his mouth.

“Vienna and Berlin! Look!”

“What should we do? Tell the Professour?” Rio asks, surprised at the discovery. He missed all the signs from the past months that something was happening right under his nose.

“No! This is the perfect get-out-of-jail-free card.” Tokyo offers

“Tokyo you’re late to class” Nairobi says imitating the professor before using her regular voice “Well, team Germany is sleeping together!”

“No one says a word about this. We need to wait for the right time.” Tokyo says. She knows she and Rio won’t be hidden forever. But the leader and the medical expert sleeping together? That’s ammunition she can’t wait to use.

[depressopax]

Dating Berlin headcanons

Fandom - La casa de papel/Money Heist

NSFW version

SFW version can be found here

Pairing: Andrés de Fonollosa x gender neutral reader Genre: Smut, headcanons Warning(s): Sexual content. Semi-public, oral, cuss words, degradation, penetration Words: 1.2K Summary: Dating Berlin/Andrés would include…  English is not my main language, if I make any spelling mistakes please let me know so I can improve my writing! AO3 link soon

Andrés is a switch… You can’t change my mind

He loves being on top of you, making you beg for him and his cock

…But he also loves being under you, letting you have your way with him while he submits to all of your wishes.

It totally depends on what you like in bed

And what mood he’s in. 

He has much stamina and a high sex drive, but sometimes he just likes being lazy, letting you take control while he lays down.

Basically a bit of a “pillow princess” lmao

When he’s being submissive, you’re all his.

He appreciates you being loving, of course

But he also gets turned on by you being rough, with degradation/insults and moving in a fast pace

Fuck it, he gets turned on by you choking him and “light” slaps on his face.

As long as you don’t leave big marks on his skin, he doesn’t mind. 

When he’s in control, he has two moods: - Passionate and slow - Fast and rough - No in between, usually.

He loves seeing you all helpless underneath him, making you a moaning, whimpering mess with his hard thrusts and fast pace

Just slutting you tf out

Heads up - if you ask him to be rough, homeboy will NOT hold back.

Seriously, when he says: “I’ll fuck you so you can’t walk straight” He means it. 

But of course he also loves to show his love to you with slow, passionate love-making sessions, so he calls them. 

Long strokes, lots of praise and kisses

Sex with Andrés means a lot of foreplay and some damn good aftercare.

He likes to really prepare you before penetrating you.

…Which you probably need. He is bigger than other men.

Which he brags about. ;)

He could (and probably will) tease you for hours.

Foreplay with him is usually cheesy. 

He lights candles, gives you massages, kisses you and rubs you in oils 

He knows what he does with both his hands/fingers and mouth 👀

He takes lot of time to make sure you’re ready

He wants you to beg for his cock before he gives it to you.

He uses condoms, but only if you ask him too.

Otherwise, he probably “forgets”

But sometimes he simply skips the foreplay and goes straight to action.

Usually this is when he’s frustrated, angry or really excited to see you (after being away from you etc)

Where he takes you doesn’t matter

He’ll bend you over anything, at any time, thrusting his cock into you whilst whispering praise

Or while ranting about why he’s in a bad mood - using sex as “therapy”.

When he’s in the mood, he’s a needy/clingy bitch

Sorry not sorry lol

Kissing your neck, playfully spanking your ass… You name it.

Doesn’t matter if you’re around people, he will not hesitate to tell you just how horny he is.

He doesn’t hide his boner from you, either.

Stands behind you, his clothed erection against your ass

You think he’s being annoying? “Do something about it” He’ll murmur with a big ass grin

Won’t stop until he gets to fuck you

OR until YOU fuck him.

He likes riling you up, getting you a bit mad only so you’ll be aggressive with him in bed.

During sex, he is either very serious, but can also crack a joke or two.

He tries to be “funny” especially if you are nervous during sex etc.

Your comfort is his top priority.

Lot of reassurance and questions “You ok?” “Does that feel good, mi amor?” “We’ll stop if you want to.”

He also praises you a lot “Fuck… Taking my cock so well.” “You’re so beautiful. So damn perfect”

When it comes to oral, Andrés doesn’t really have a preference either.

Like I said, this man is a switch.

It’s pretty easy to make him submit to you

Definitely will get on his knees if you ask him too - ready to please your needs

He likes squeezing your thighs, slapping your ass or stroking your stomach and chest when his lips/tongue works down there.

When he gives you oral, he’s very passionate and teasing

But if he’s really turned on tho - he’s messy. 

Sloppy oral sex where he uses a bit too much tongue- (I’m sorry 😭)

He could - probably would too - spend hours between your legs, tasting you

…Talks a bit too much “I could spend hours between your legs” “You taste so sweet, mi amor.” “That’s it… Lay back down and let me take care of you.”

Hot, but sometimes annoying lmao

When he’s the one receiving it? Lord have mercy-

Berlin tries to be nice and wants you to feel comfortable.

But how can he not push your head a bit?

If he feels mean, he pushes his hips up, making you gag on his cock.

He likes hearing you choke on him, and the tears in your eyes is a turn-on.

He likes finishing down your throat, holding your head still and basically fuck your face

But if YOU take charge - he’ll lay back down and let you control everything

Just tell him to “Be still”/”Don’t fucking move” and he’ll obey like a good boy <3

This is also one of the times when he’ll whimper and beg for you.

He thinks you’re so damn good at blowjobs, and legit begs for them all the time.

He’s extra sensitive when your mouth is around his member, and making him whimper and moan is easy peasy. 

He’s very rewarding after you give him heads, too.

Andrés is a bit of a kinky mf.

He def has some kind of daddy kink, wanting you to call him “daddy” in bed.

Honestly? He wouldn’t mind calling you mommy/daddy in bed too (if you’re into that lmao) - or he will do so just to tease you

He’s into light BDSM, and owns some nice pairs of blindfolds, ropes/handcuffs, a gag and some whips- 

The scene where he was tied up? Homeboy enjoyed that a bit too much Iykwim ;)

Sorry, but Andrés is definitely into cockwarming 👀

After finishing, he usually doesn’t pull out but instead keeps his softening member inside of you.

If you are into that too, he suggests for you to cockwarm him during nights.

He just loves being inside of you

When it comes to aftercare, he loves it.

Running you a hot bath, giving massages etc.

He is not the guy that asks for aftercare from you, but he does appreciate you taking care of him after you’ve topped him.

He likes to cuddle you 

Also likes having late night conversations with you, talking about dreams and the future, or just random bullshit.

He is very affectionate afterwards.

He loves and cherishes you and always tries showing it to you.

But after sex he is extra loving, which you can tell by the way he looks into your eyes

Or his smile.

To summarize… This man appreciates you no matter what and doesn’t care if he’s over or under you. He is a very passionate man and loves sex with you.

Did I just spend like 2h straight on writing a very detailed Berlin smut? Yep. No regrets 😭

[bianca-the-godness-of-venus]

𝑩𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒔-𝑩𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒏 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟑𝟗𝟐𝟑

𝙂𝙚𝙣𝙧𝙚: 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩, 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠

Ever since you were little you’ve established some rules about men and relationships. For example, you wanted them to treat you right, which included no swearing at you or other bad words , and of course, no violence such as hitting you. Also, you’ve always hated men who cheat on their girlfriends. You’ve hated the sadnesses they brought to their partener and their ignorance towards the creature they once loved the most . You hated how all the “I love you”s , the empty words they used, turned intro the truth, the “I want to leave you”s . And most of the time, they did it without any resentment towards their girlfriends. Moreover, you hated the betrayal. Some of those men lead a double relationship for years without telling their girlfriends a word. You’ve always asked yourself why do these men still live with the first girl after they’ve fallen for the second. You found out the reason quite quickly, actually. The reason was to use them, in every way possible and to manipulate them. You’ve sworn you’d never stay with one of those men . But sometimes, love can make people blind and not notice obvious things.

It was around 30 hours into the heist when you heard a soft knock on the door. You were in the phone room, where were all the phones that belonged to the hostages and of course, the phone that made the link with the Professor.

“Come in”

You immediately saw Nairobi in the door frame with excitement reading on her face, but mixed with a slight tint of concern. You were her best friend and you two were inseparable . She knew everything about you and you knew everything about her. This included your relationship with Berlin. So at that point, you knew what that meant. Some juicy gossip.

“Oh my gosh, Milano, you won’t believe what I’ve just found out! “

“What? Some gossip? Tell me all of it, you know how much I like it.” You answered quickly, without even thinking about what’s about to happen.

“It’s about Berlin and… sorry to break your enthusiasm, but… it’s bad.” Her expression changed to sadness and worry in just a few seconds after hearing your voice.

“Oh… I see. What’s the thing?” You grew slightly scared of what Nairobi is about to tell you. You didn’t know what she had on her mind exactly, but hearing your boyfriend’s name made you instantly hooked in.

“Remember when you told me about cheating men? And how much you hated them? “ she said in a serious tone, choosing her words carefully.

“Yeah. Why do you bring this up?” You asked confused, wondering why she would say this. Through your mind flashed some bad scenarios of you and Berlin, but you tried to convince yourself that that’s not the truth.

“Well, there’s this hostage girl named Adriana and…” She spoke in a whisper,almost scared of your reaction to all of this.

“Don’t tell me… Don’t tell me it’s what I’m thinking….” You replied with tears ready to drip on your face.

“Sweetheart, that’s exactly what it is. He’s cheating on you.” Nairobi stated seriously with understanding in her eyes. “I thought I’d be the best person to tell you this.”

Your heart skipped a beat when you heard the word ‘cheating’ . “He wouldn’t. He couldn’t. He promised not to do this. I-I trusted him. Are you sure this is true?”

“Look Milano, everyone knows. It’s not a secret anymore. You can ask anyone if you don’t believe me. But I have to tell you something. You know how he is. This would have happened sooner or later.”

“Don’t say that. He loved me with all his heart. That’s what he told me. But why did he do this then? Did I do something wrong?” You spoke between sobs.

Nairobi pulled you close to her, hugging you in an attempt of comfort. “No, honey. He is the problem. “

“I’ll go talk to him. “ You said determined.

“You can go, but please know that he’s been having his way with this girl. You know, making out and stuff. You can catch him right in that moment . I told you this so it wouldn’t be a surprise.”

“He what?!” Your tears began falling like a waterfall as you got up and left the room, slamming the door in anger.

How could he? After all you’ve been through together, after swearing he’d never leave you, after the moments you spent together . Your heart was a complete hurricane as you made your way to his office. He didn’t put any price on your love at all, that’s what hurt you. As you arrived, you knocked loudly on the door. From the other side, you heard giggles and kissing , so you figured out what he was doing and more importantly, with who he was.

“Berlin, open the fucking door!” You shouted in extreme anger. It took him some time to open the door, which only made you boil more.

“Yes, love, what’s the matter?”

“Don’t call me love! You don’t love me!” You yelled at him.

“What are you talking about?” He replied innocently.

“You know really well that. You’ve been cheating on me! You promised you’d never leave me and yet, you did it! You only break promises, you’re just a fucking narcissist!” you spitted the truth in pure anger.

His heart broke in pieces as he heard your words. He knew deep down that it was the truth, but he didn’t expect to hear it from you. So he quickly put on his poker face. “Hey, hey relax. Let’s have a talk in my office “

“Relax?! “ you got past him in the room, shouting angrily. “Where is she? Where the fuck is Adriana?”

“At the hostage room, of course”

You believed him for one second, until you remembered that he opened the door to you after a few minutes. Which only left time for him to hide her. And the only place that was a good hideout was under the desk. So, you ran to the desk, looking under it. You knew what you were about to find, but the shock still struck you when you saw Adriana right there.

“Then what’s this?” You asked with a fake calm voice.

He was speechless. 3 minutes passed without any of you saying a word. You were too shocked and Berlin was surprised you actually found out about his affair. Your tears were the only thing that broke the silence.

“Please don’t cry, I—“ He answered with a broken voice, full of shame that this was the way you found out. But you cut him off in the middle of the sentence .

“If you think I’d still be with you after this, you’d be wrong. Now, I’m out of here. I hope you two will be happy and hopefully you won’t be a fucking narcissistic asshole to her like you were with me” You said those words from the bottom of your heart, reflecting feelings . Twisting on your feet, you got out of the room, slamming the door behind you.

You were still in shock after this. How could he? Why did he say anything? Did he really care so less about you? Those questions were living rent in your head for the next hours. You couldn’t think about anything except him. You couldn’t even do your duties normally. Your head echoed with sadness and anger. And it didn’t take long for Nairobi to notice this.

“Hey girl, look, don’t cry for him. He doesn’t deserve your tears. He’s an asshole.” Nairobi tried to reassure you.

“No, he’s not. He was the love of my life. And he threw that out the window. How could he? How? Did I mean so less to him?” You let the thoughts in your head run out, venting to your best friend. Only you didn’t know Berlin was right near the corner, listening to your conversation, with tears almost escaping his eyes. All he could feel was shame. How could he dump you after all you two went through? He couldn’t deny the fact that he was stupid. But at the same time, he also loved Adriana. He couldn’t dump her either. His head was a complete mess at that point. Yes, he cared about you , but Adriana… she was the light in his eyes. So , at the end, he decided to keep her, because if he truly loved you, he wouldn’t have fallen for her. But you couldn’t know what he was thinking, not even Nairobi.

“You know what? I’ll have a little ‘talk’ with that bastard. And if he doesn’t come on his knees apologising to you and coming back to you, I’ll blow his head. I see he doesn’t have a limit in making people suffer”

“Please go. Maybe you can change his mind. I know I said I’d leave any man that cheats on me, but with him it’s different. I deeply care about him.” And so , Nairobi left for his office with determination.

Listening to your conversation , Berlin wasn’t surprised when Nairobi barged into the room. He kept his usual poker face.

“Where are your manners, Nairobi? First you knock on the door. Please, be polite. I’ll respect you only if you respect me. So how about trying again?” He said with his usual sarcasm. But Nairobi knew him too well to fall for his tricks. She grabbed him by the neck, watching every muscle on his face.

“Listen here, scumbag. I don’t have time for your games. I came here because you left your girlfriend in a deplorable state! Do you know that she has been crying for three hours straight for an asshole like you?! “ A hint of disbelief crossed Berlin’s face. He knew the break up was going to affect you, but he didn’t think that it could be this worse.

“Well that’s really sad, but that what break ups are. She’s 21, let her see this side of life. Don’t you see? I teach her lessons.” Berlin replied with his usual calm, collected poker face. Deep down, he felt sorry for what he did. He loved Adriana for sure, but he could have done the break up more smoothly. This was a detail he missed. Then, realisation struck him.

All his life he meet heartbreaks . His wives left him, some cheated on him and it wad awful. They pretty much turned him into the monster he is. For the first time, Berlin actually felt empathy for someone, putting himself in your shoes. He knew that feeling very well and when he realised he put you through the same suffer, all he wanted was to punch his past self .

He didn’t say a word . “She’s a fucking child, Berlin. She’s half your age! How can you be so cruel?” Nairobi spoke, noticing he remained silent for a few seconds.

“Get out! Who gave you permission to come here?! Who called you?! Get out!” He shouted at Nairobi, putting anger in his words. The truth is, he wanted to avoid the conversation. The moment she left, he collapsed on the floor, crying . He broke the heart of the person he once loved the most. He broke a young heart and left wounds that won’t ever heal. All he felt was guilt. He realised how stupid he was for leaving you for a one night stand with Adriana. And after all, it wasn’t love between them. It was only lust. He couldn’t go to apologise to you either, he already pushed you away with his actions. You had every right to be upset. He was crying so much in those moments that he didn’t notice his shaking hands…

Nairobi came back to the phone room with a disappointed look on her face. Though she didn’t say it, you could tell what happened. It’s weird how sometimes minds connect.

“So? What did he say?” You asked without hope, knowing too well the answer.

“He didn’t want to talk. He even pushed me outside. Sorry Milano , it wasn’t my fault” Said Nairobi sad, your feeling transmitting to her through the same unexplainable force.

“He’s changed since we broke up. He used to never shut up , especially about me. He used to be more communicative and tried to make his manipulative side disappear. It’s crazy how much relationships can change people… but I hope he’s happy now.” You replied with melancholy in your tone, clearly speaking facts from the bottom of your heart.

“Well, for me it’s quite different. I wasn’t on his side at all times so I’ll tell you what I saw from the outside. Before you two got together, he was an asshole, just like he was with me. But after he met you… he changed completely. I mean, I still wonder how you could fall for someone like him.”

You answered quickly, without even thinking. “I saw the good in him. I once got to his room to grab something and saw his beautiful art projects. Then, I realised how wonderful he actually is. I saw his gentleness, the kid-like look in his eyes. I don’t know, I still need him. But it’s too late…. What I wouldn’t do—“ you were interrupted by Tokyo entering the room aggressively, worry washing over her as she got into the room.

“Milano, I need you now.” She spoke fast, like every second was precious.

Some images flashed through your mind. You were afraid the police was trying to enter the mint, so you got up and grabbed your gun. “For what?”

“Come, I’ll explain on the way there. It’s about Berlin.” She talked as you and Nairobi followed her. This situation with the break up was only getting worse. For what in the world could Berlin need you? You tried to shut those questions , following Tokyo.

“So what’s the problem?” Nairobi broke the silence , curiously watching Tokyo’s expression.

“You know Berlin has his muscular myopathy, right? Well, I went to his office for orders , because I’d finished all my duties, and I found him collapsed on the floor, his whole body tremorring . I realised it was because of his illness. And I don’t know how or why, but I think he forgot to take his morphine and that’s the story of how he got into that situation.” Tokyo spoke rapidly, as you got closer and closer.

“And why do you need me?” You asked, taking into consideration the last events. Your heart was crushed by the situation, and your body was frozen. You didn’t know how to react, how he’d react to seeing you. But you decided. You wanted to show him how much he actually mattered to you. You were determined to not let him leave you for another woman.

“Look, I know what happened between you two. I know it’s hard, but listen. You are the only one that knows how he takes his morphine shots. We are afraid that if we call a doctor, they wouldn’t arrive in time.”

“Here we are.” Nairobi stated as we made our way through the hallway. “I think we should let Milano take care of him. Let’s go, Tokyo. “

You were amazed at how good Nairobi could read you. All you wanted was to be alone with him, to confess how much he means to you. To show him that your love is still resisting after the last events. But of course, she also noticed the doubt . “Hey, Milano, look at me. You are strong. You can do it. Now go, only you can do this.” She played a soft smile before leaving with Tokyo. Now you were on your own.

With fear for what’s about to happen, you entered the room. There, you found him. He was laying on the floor, every part of his body tremorring badly. You knew about his condition. You knew that tremors would often occur, always getting his body bit by bit. But when this happened, he knew to take his morphine shots. The first time when tremors occurred popped in your head. You were scared back then, but he taught you all about it so at the end of the day, you were relaxed about him. He even taught you how to make morphine shots. This helped him a lot, as most of the time when this happened his hands were shaking. That way, he had you on his side.

However this time, for some particular reason, he didn’t take the medicine. You hurried to him, looking at his face like at a wounded kid’s.

“You don’t have to worry anymore, I’m here. I’ll take care of you. Just stay as still as you can, I’ll grab the morphine.” You said as tears began falling from your eyes. His condition was bad. So bad that it could be lethal. And you knew that, so you set up the shot as fast as you could.

“It’s g-gonna be ok, I’m here f-for you. I p-promise. “ you stated full of emotion, you own hands tremorring while holding the shot. “It will b-be a bit painful, b-but it’s gonna be fine.” At the point, even speaking was hard for him. But his expression said it all. He was happy to have you there on his side, taking care of him when no one did. Not even Adriana.

After injecting the shot, you prayed to all gods that this would work. You arrived a bit too late, so every second counted in his case. Every second could make the difference. With his last powers he managed to speak. “Oh Milano… I love you so much.”

As soon as you heard his voice, you couldn’t hold back the tears anymore. You cupped his hands, looking at him just like a kid. “I love you too. I’ve never loved someone as much as I loved you. I never stopped loving you, not even after what you did to me.”

“If I don’t make it, please know—“ he couldn’t finish his sentence, because you interrupted him when he said the first part.

“No, no, no don’t say that. Don’t even doubt the fact that you’ll make it.” You said as you sat on the floor, with his head on your lap. You wished you could tell him everything from your heart, but it wasn’t the right moment. “Do you feel better? After the shot?”

“I feel kind of lightheaded and dizzy. Plus, the floor is really cold and I feel uncomfortable. “ he spoke, his voice almost a whisper by now. But it also concentrated love and apology. It was enough for you to know he still cared about you. Then, out of the blue, your thoughts were interrupted by him fainting and waking you up to reality. Your heart was racing . You didn’t know what to do or how to react. You were so scared at that moment. You knew one thing. You couldn’t lose him again. So, with all your strength, you tried lifting him up to the nearby couch in his office. It was hard, considering he was pretty heavy, probably due to his height. You were struggling to even lift him off the ground so at the end, you were dragging him on the floor.

Then, unexplainable,you felt something in your veins, something that gave you strength and gave you motivation and hope. The kind of strength that pushed you to lift his body off the floor and het him on the couch. You positioned yourself so that he was now laying on your chest, while your hand gently strokes his hair. You knew he wasn’t dead . His heart was still beating. Shyly, but it was beating. You prayed to all gods in those moments to help him, to make him wake up. One thing was sure though. You never lost hope.

“I love you so much, please don’t leave me. I can’t imagine a life without you. You were the tint of happiness in my life. Please. I loved you through fire and flames, nothing could break my love for you, not even a heartbreak. I was unexplainably attracted to your soul. So please, fight for me. Please.” You managed to talk between sobs, your eyes red from crying. You knew he couldn’t physically hear you, but you hoped his heart would. “What I wouldn’t do to hear your voice again. It would be a dream.”

“Maybe you live the dream.” Berlin replied weakly , his voice still strained from suddenly waking up after losing his consciousness. Your eyes light up with tears as you lifted his head to your chest.

“I-I can’t believe it, you’re alive! “ As he saw you, he couldn’t help but hug your chest even more tightly, while whispering to you.

“You don’t know how much I love and I care about you. I’m so sorry for what I did. I was a stupid scumbag for leaving the love of my life for a one-night stand. “ He spoke, still weak from the fainting.

“I love you so much, I don’t know what I’d do without you.” You said as you gently ran your hand through his hair. “Don’t worry, it’s ok. I can get over it, I understand it was a mistake. But hey, mistakes happen and if they are from you, I can forget about them.”

“I don’t deserve someone like you. You saved my life, after all I did.” He stated, tears in his eyes. You tightened the grip on him, whispering softly.

“Shh… I got you. That was past. There was something that dragged me to you, that gave me power to still love you and save you after all you did. That’s how strong my love for you is.” You spoke from your heart, a warning wave of relief washing over you as you spoke your mind. “But how did you end up not taking your morphine?”

“I cried so much for you that I didn’t notice my shaking hands. When I saw it, it was too late, I couldn’t move.” He gently dragged his hand on your torso, gratitude reading in his expression. “I’m so sorry I put you in this situation just because I was too stupid to take my meds. You were scared for me and I didn’t want that to happen.”

“Nonsense. You aren’t stupid and I did what my heart dictated. I needed to know you well and safe. Now hush, it’s okay to be taken care of. You’re not weaker. You’re my little boy to take care of and shower with love. Let me take care of you. How about we cuddle?” You asked, wanting to comfort his hurt self.

“Great idea, amor. “ He remained silent after that. He was too embarrassed to even talk to you after what he did.

While you cuddled, there was something similar to a spell casted on the room. None of you said a word, but the silence spoke it all. He loved you with all his heart and all be felt was apology . You loved him more than anything, only wanting to comfort him. He let his actions speak louder, holding onto you for dear life. For that moment, silence was the thing that, for the first time, could heal and bring people back together.

[mahvericks]

bella ciao // tokyo

Death can be the greatest opportunity in life.

Summary; Tokyo and the reader fell for each other when they first met, however they were doomed from the start.

Warnings; none for this one. However here are the major warnings for this series ; blood, death, violence, swearing, torture, kidnapping.

The reader goes by the code name ‘ Paris ’.

Words count; 762.

chapter one | chapter two

@nharidy

Pairings; Silene “ Tokyo ” Oliveira x De Fonollosa!reader ; Andrès “ Berlin ” de Fonollosa Gonzales x daughter!reader ; Sergio “ el profesor ” Marquina x niece!reader and la banda.

I’ll try to mix my writing style with the show one so there might be quite a bunch of flashbacks!

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

To say you were intrigued was an understatement, you weren’t expecting a call from your uncle anytime soon, usually he’d just text you to see how you were doing- checking if you were still alive. But calling you? It was only on rare occasions like your birthday or christmas, but today was neither.

All he told you was that he needed to see you today to talk about an important matter, as you had never declined any meeting with your uncle you agreed on seeing him later this day. You hadn’t planned on going out before that call, you had just gotten back in Madrid after a week working in Màlaga- you were paid to steal whatever the client wanted, jewelries, money, anything of high value.

On your way to the said rendez-vous, you couldn’t help but wonder what was this important matter he mentioned. Your guess was that it was something related to your father, otherwise Sergio would’ve told you on the phone, maybe after all this time he had finally been caught by the police after yet another robbery.

When you got to the address Sergio had texted you, two cups of warm coffee you bought on your way in hands, you smiled at your uncle, the only member of your family you considered as such, he hadn’t changed a bit since the last time you saw him, months ago, “ good afternoon, I brought coffee! ”

“ You didn’t have to but thank you it’s a nice gesture.”

Shrugging as he thanked you, you handed him his cup, “ figured we’d need some since you don’t call me and ask for us to meet over something not important. So, what’s up? ”

“ I need your help.”

“ Does the thing you need my help for concerns Andrès? Was he arrested? I’m not breaking him out of jail. ”

“ That’s not why I’m asking your help. However, I’m surprised to learn you didn’t know he was in prison. ”

“ He did? ”

“ Yes. He was released a week ago. ”

It was surprising to hear that your father had been in jail, it’s not like you had been on the lookout to hear about him but you always believed he would never get caught, “ not that I care but what happened? ”

“ It’s a long story- to be short, vandalism, they added a few more months as they found his fingerprints on a robbery scene.”

“ That’s stupid! Vandalism, seriously? If that’s not why you wanted to see me, what’s the reason? ”

“ I’ve been planning a heist and for it to works out, I’ve been recruiting a couple of criminals but I need you to be part of it.”

Frowning as you learned the actual reason Sergio wanted to see you, you took a sip of your coffee, “ I’m sure the people you recruited will be good enough already.”

“ You’re the missing piece of the puzzle. You’ll be our biggest asset, the wild card- without you we won’t succeed.”

“ What are you planning on robbing, Sergio?”

“ I need you to agree before telling you, y/n. ”

“ Then you’re going to be disappointed, good luck on the heist. ”

“ Wouldn’t you like freedom? To start your life over? To be happy? No more robbery or fight. ”

For a handful of seconds, you pondered his question, freedom and happiness sounded nice for sure, but was it truly possible? You most definitely doubted it.

“ It does sound nice but that won’t happen. ”

“ 2,4 billions euros, that’s what we’ll take.”

Hearing how much Sergio hoped to get from the heist made you scoff,“ you’re going to get your team killed. No one can rob that much and make it out alive.”

“ We will. There isn’t a single failure in this plan, this will work. ”

“ Is he part of your team? ”

“ Yes but you won’t have to confront him. There will be rules- no personal relationships, no personal informations and no killing. ”

Those rules sounded ideal for your situation, while you’d rather not be in his presence at all, having to do as if you had no idea who your father actually was, was a great deal even if you would probably end up having to confront him at some point, “ in that case, I guess I’m in. ”

“ Perfect. Now, I’ll need you to pick a city name to use as your code name. ”

“ Paris. ”

[despairinthedeparturelounge]

A/N: This is a request from my lovely @elena-fangirl , hope i did what you asked me to, this was so self satisfying to write for me💞

Pairing: Berlin x F!reader

Warnings: Major character death, gunshots, blood, LCDP season 5 spoilders? Kinda

Keep in mind that English isn't my first language,

Recuerdos

"Palermo?"

"Yes?"

"How's Helsinki doing?" Tokyo asks hopefully. "We made it out and he's with Stockholm now," Palermo said making Tokyo laugh with joy, you smiled in relief taking a deep breath.

"Has Y/n arrived?" Palermo asked, with a shaky voice closing his eyes, "She's here with us," Tokyo replied to reassure him, looking at the woman next to her, she had a gain a few scars on her face but nothing too serious.

"Thank you Tokyo! We only have one problem. The emergency door has closed on us, we're locked up here, me, Lisbon, Rio and Bogota are trying to break it down."

"Please just be careful!" You said crawling to Tokyo to talk to him with a smile on your face,

the silence was too much around the place, no one dared to ask why or even try to make a difference when you looked over your shoulders to see your husband sitting there looking at you smiling, "C'mere" he mouthed gesturing his head to his side, you got on all fours, crawling beside him just sit next to him, "when we got out of here we're going to an island! I wanna sit somewhere and watch you for hours" you giggled limiting the space between your faces "you want to tell me, Mr. Fonollosa can sit somewhere for hours?" He kissed the top of your nose, taking his time watching the scars on your face and kissing them slowly as he took your hand in his carefully touching the ring that was on your finger, "i had to pretend i didn't know my wife for five months!" Your chuckle cut him off when you remembered the nights you had to sneak in his room in the middle of the night without anyone noticing, the price to be with him during the night that you were willing to pay.

(...)it was 5 in the morning when you woke up, grabbing your clothes from the floor when two arms hold you from behind, he buried his face in the crook of your neck breathing, taking in your smell, "i need to get back to my room before they wake up," you whispered turning around to face him, he smiles holding your face with both hands kissing your lips, "I missed our home," he said leaving a kiss on your lips again, "and our room" another kiss, "and our bed" another kiss, you laughed on his lips taking two steps back to the door and opening it gently, still watching him standing there "te quiero," you murmured turning around and exiting the room.

"I knew you two were fucking!" You heard someone and immediately froze in place eyeing the person, "Nairobi for fuck's sake, stop shouting!" You whisper-shouted within your breaths, she looked at you with a smirk, "the dude kinda scares me, but my god Y/n you look flushed is he that good?" She continued looking at you up and down judging your appearance when you took a deep breath lowering the clothes you were holding so hard against your chest and as you did something caught her eyes, somewhere around your cleavage when she ran a finger on your neck and pulled up a ring in the chain around your neck, you quickly grabbed the ring and hide it in the collar of your top, "you can't tell anyone that you saw me this morning! Not this nor the ring thing!" You shook your head when she smiled at you, "so you're not banging him...! You're married!" She said in surprise when you put your hand on her mouth dragging her to your room(...)

The two of you were deep in the conversations about memories of anytime when something flies over to you, "grenade!" Denver yells when Berlin covered you with his arms, you saw it when tokyo ran to the grenade and snap in out of the air.

"No!" You screamed from top of your lungs.

Tokyo throws the grenade back at the soldiers and falls to the ground when the grenade explode and dust covered the whole room.

All of you immediately get up from the ground and aim your guns, hiding behind the countertop that was meant to protect you.

The concern glancing, heavy breaths and the sound of crying from the soldiers made the situation worse and worse, you felt like you can't breath anymore, the gun in your hands grows to be heavy and heavier as you still tried to stand on your feet.

"Denver" Stockholm's voice called from the radio, "there's a canal behind the kitchen" she warns, giving all of you the opportunity to scape, a little glimmer of hope! Something dragged the attention of you four, to the noise that was coming from the pantry, since you were the closest to the spot Tokyo gave you a sign that she would follow you quietly.

Berlin took your sleeve in his hand when you looks at him again, "i'll go!" He warns you when you shook your head taking another step, "i'll be fast, amor" he was still worried, but he smiled at the name you called him, aiming his gun again, "i'll cover you" Denver assured Tokyo when you both walked to the noise, "Nairobi told me," Tokyo laughed pointing at your ring, "The night in Toledo, when we got drunk" you smiled rubbing your forehead with your hand "i knew she would give it away soon or later!" You laughed moving a bit closer "i envy you, Y/n! The love you have, the connection is...real!" You looked at her grabbing her warm hand, "I'm going to always be sorry for your loss Tokyo, and i know how it feels believe me! That moment when i thought i lost Andrès in there forever, i didn't know what to do with my life" you said stroking her cheek "But you're stronger than me! And i know it" she smiled at your words hugging you tightly. "Oh you have no idea how happy i am that you're here" she said calmly looking at you, "you really thought i would stay at home, leaving you here?" You smiled kissing her cheek, "come on let's go"

They got back to do what they were suppose to, Tokyo followed you from behind, the voice now could be heard clearly and when you put your ear on the wall you could tell where the soldiers are drilling holes into the wall, you pointed to the places for Tokyo when she shoots them from the holes, the action seems to be successful when the afterward silence ruined it all, "Run!" Tokyo screams as both of you run out of the place when the sniper starts shooting, bullets starts flying and before you know a shot in the leg made you scream loudly, falling on your knees to the ground.

"Y/n!" Berlin shouted as he tries to make it to you, when three other bullets hit your vest, "No! No no!" Tokyo screams running towards you when a bullet hit her in the shoulder, causing the blood to Spatter everywhere, you laid on the ground unconcesioly when you felt your body moving, Denver helped Tokyo to reach a safer place while your husband had you in his arms, "Y/n, amor mio open your eyes!" He said when he succeeded in finding a good hiding place, he takes your face in his hand and immediately begins to cry, "Y/n look at me! Look at me" the shouted louder than before as the fear creeps inside him, what if you never do open them again for him.

Moments later, You hardly opened your eyes looking at the face above you unable to make words in your mouth when you choke on your blood and it starts to run out between your lips, Berlin looked more teriffieded as his hands were covered in your blood, "....Andrès" you managed to mumble his name for him to bend closer to your face, still holding your body in his arms where you felt home and where you belonged, but not like this, no. "Yes? Yes! I'm here, look at me! Look i'm right here!" he screams again in fear, "We need to cover the wounds, Berlin" Denver said as he wrapped a piece of cloth around Tokyo's shoulder, this was the first time anyone felt the need to tell Berlin to do something, he was terrified when denver handed him the cloths and he finally got to work, he quickly wrapped the gunshots with the cloth he had in hand that made you cry and weep in pain, "i know..but hang on i'm almost done" he assure you and gently kisses your now wet with blood lips, Berlin saw Denver get up running to find the canal door desperately, Tokyo nod smiling to Berlin when he left you to help Denver, you felt your eyes grow heavy and the pain grow stronger when Tokyo sat next to your head, putting your it on her lab, "Y/n, don't sleep! Hey hey!" You cried out her name when she hold your hand in hers, "we're getting out of here! I promise we're going out!" She tried to swallow the lamp in her throat still looking at your face.

"Denver come down!" You hear Palermo shouting from the end of the canal making you shut your eyelids, Berlin immediately got to you and tried to help you up a bit, you cried heartachingly in pain grabbing his arm, "come on amor, we're getting out of here" he said hopefully, you looked at him with pain in your eyes "go down first, i'll come after you. Fill the floor with pillows, curtains, anything you can find,"

Tokyo denies as she tried to release herself from Denver's grip near the canal, "no!"

"You heard her! Go down and fill the fucking floor!" Berlin snaps at Denver as he was still trying to force Tokyo down the canal, you could still hear her screaming, from pain and for you, you stared at her for a couple of seconds before she went down, and the screams got louder,

"I can't get down," you sobbed looking at your husband holding back the tears in your eyes, "not like this i can't!" He hold your face in his hands shaking his head, "i'm not gonna leave you here, you're coming with me! You heard that, i can't lose you," he cried holding you close to his chest, "you won't lose me, i'll come after you! Go get the pile filled up so i can jump there," you were still crying holding him by the collar, he held you by your back and sat you down somewhere near the canal entrance, you took out the ring from your bloody hand and shove it into his pocket, he grabbed your face with his hands "I'll call and you jump then, eh?" You closed your wet eyelids when he kissed them gently, still holding you in his arms.

(...) "come on Amor mio, smile for me!" He said kneeling beside your shared bed when you turned your back on him closing your eyes, "Y/n" "No Andrès! You dared to hide this from me! From your wife! now you come here and tell me to smile for you?!" You pouted frowning at him when he held your hand in his. You over heard about his sickness in a conversation he had with his brother, and ever since the picture of losing him is playing in your mind, what would the world be without him even?

"Y/n...mi amor, this illness is nothing, it can't defeat me if you're here! You give me the strength to live, you are my will to fight, you are my life!" He said pressing your hand to his chest "i'll die if you decide to leave me one day, whether i have this sickness or not" his words made you cry more and in defence you crawled back into him arms, hugging him tightly, "i will never leave you, i can't leave you" you mumbled as he kissed your wet eyelids, "I love you more than love ever could." (...)

"We still got a lot to do Y/n, right? Our home," he was trying his best to reason you, making sure you still remembered the life you have behind these doors, when all this fire and blood is over, you have a place you should be, you had people waiting for you outside this place, you let out a shaky breath kissing his hands, "go, Andrès" you smiled at him watchig his every move, Berlin held the rope and slowly went down the canal when Tokyo almost jumped on him, still screaming, "why did you came? I told you not to!" She was still screaming, clutching his jumpsuit in her fist, Berlin was still waiting for them to fill the pile with things for his wife to come down, not processing the situation around him "She's not coming! She... she is not! Y/N!" she screamed again, louder in the canal for you, her voice broke you down when she called for you hopelessly, you hold your breath trying to move in pain,

Berlin panicked when the radio made a noise, "Andrès?" Tokyo silently weeps looking at the canal again, "i can't keep our promise," you shed a tear trying to cotinue talking "i was always in the fear of losing you, day and night" he just stood there, numb from the pain and realisation, "i knew i was never strong enough to see that day coming, you are the best thing that has happened to me Andrès." you cried behind the radio, aiming the gun you had to the doors, "it's a bit selfish but i'm willing to keep it that way" Tokyo was almost passing out, "Y/n come down now!" Berlin said with shaky voice looking at the canal, "you gave me the life i could only dream of Andrès, All of you, if you can hear me, are the family i never had," You shaked your head no, "All of you made me the happiest person, you protected me, now it's my turn," you finished when almost everyone screamed your name in pain, you closed your eyes taking a deep breath, "Y/n don't do this to me amor, don't leave me here, i can't go on without you!" He was almost crying when you felt your heart ached, "i love you so much, don't forget that.... don't forget me..", your voice break when you tried to finish your words, you saw them coming in and that was it the radio went off and the shooting starts, everyone looked through the canal and moments later, there was no sound to be heard from there. "There should be a way! There must be way up there!" Berlin shouted desperately looking at Palermo's face in search of something, but there was none.

He ran around the place shouting your name when the bomb explode, Tokyo screamed again hitting the wall, crying. Berlin stood in place, shocked. He felt the blood ran cold in his veins, Berlin closed his eyes falling on his knees, holding your ring in his fragile hand, still covered in your dried blood when he brought his hand to his lips and kissed the ring and the blood deeply, the last piece of his love, heart and life was in his hand, and all the hope he had has dried on his skin that will probably be washed away, so all that is left is memories for the rest of the life he got. He shouted so loud when he sat on the ground that everyone could swear he ripped his throat open for that voice to be made, he slowly stood up from his knees, wiping the blood from his nose.

"We will get out of here, for her!"

[cacoetheswriting]

in sickness, and in health - berlin

Warnings: mild swearing/cursing, angst, subtle mentions of death, age gap, a lil fluffy Word Count: 478 Request: anonymous: “could I request a imagine with berlin? Where he don't tell oc about his illness and she heard it from the inspector. She confront him and he tell her that he dind't want to tell her because she's younger than him (20s) and dind't want her to be sad. But she tell him that she love him and that she's going to be with him until he die and he tell her that he love her too.”

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“How could you?!” You barged in through the door. Salty tears streaming down your face, mixing with your mascara. The emotions that stirred inside of you were a mixture of sadness and betrayal. Your heart ached.

The jet haired man turned on his heel at the sound of your voice. A confused look graced his features; what the hell could you be possibly talking about?

“How could you?!” You repeated, hands now on his chest. With the emotions taking over your body, you tried to push him but Berlin being taller and stronger than you didn't budge. He placed his hands on your shoulders and tried to catch your gaze.

“What’s going on? Is everything okay?”

You looked up at him teary eyed. “No, everything is not okay! Why didn't you tell me?!” 

“Tell you- oh.” Realisation hit him. A deep sigh escaped his lips as his hands travelled slowly upwards and gently cupped your cheeks, wiping away the tear droplets with his thumbs. “How did you find out?” He asked quietly.

You shook your head. “It doesn't matter how I found out, what matters is you weren't the one to tell me.” 

Berlin nodded in understanding. “I’m sorry.” 

An apology. It was all he could say. He could see the upset spread on your face, he could hear the despair in your voice. The last thing he ever wanted to do was hurt you. Truthfully, he didn't tell you because he wanted to protect you. All Berlin could do now is hope you'd understand.

“Why didn't you tell me?” You asked. “Don’t you trust me?”

“Of course I trust you.” Berlin reassured. Using one finger, he moved a loose strand of your hair behind your ear.

“Then I don't understand.” You cried.

The older thief pressed his lips to your forehead, giving it a gentle kiss, before looking back into your eyes.

“I didn't tell you I was sick because I wanted to protect you. I wanted to save you from the pain for as long as it was in my control.” Berlin stated calmly. “I wanted the time we have left to be filled with happiness, and not sorrow or worry.”

He sighed. “I didn't want to give you a reason to leave.”

Having calmed down slightly, you wiped your tears using your fingers. You placed your hands on his cheeks as a tiny smile circled your lips.

“I would never leave you.” You replied. “It’s you and me. I’ll be with you every step of the way, right until the end.”

Berlin chuckled softly. “I underestimated how strong you are baby girl.”

His comment made your grin grow a little wider. “That you did.” You leaned in to kiss him. 

“I love you.” You whispered against his lips.

“Just as I love you.” He responded before kissing you again. This time deeper, with more passion.

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masterlist

[fanfiction-for-black-girls]

Disrespect - Berlin

You walked around with a bag full of a food, giving almost every hostage a sandwich and a water bottle. You had almost finished the last row of hostages until you came to a middle aged white man, who was looking at you suspiciously. You ignored it and took a water bottle out of the bag to hand it to him. He refused.

“What? Do you want to starve?” You asked with furrowed eyebrows.

“I’d prefer not to take it from you.” He muttered, looking you up and down with disgust.

Your heart sank when you realized the undertones of his words, “Fine then. Starve. I couldn’t care less if you live or die.” You cursed at him, walking away in confidence.

In a way, you were embarrassed. That something like your skin color made you more subjected to disrespect. You were the most experienced with weapons, specifically, out of everyone here. If anything, the hostages should’ve feared you the most.

You walked into the office that Berlin had practically claimed for himself. He looked up at you with his dark eyes from the desk, “What’s wrong, princess?”

“I don’t get nearly as much respect at you guys do. It’s not fair. I can’t control my skin color. I’m tired of this shit.” You leaned on the desk, facing away from him.

He stayed silent for a few seconds. Then, he stood up, half circling around the desk to you. He stood incredibly close, looking down at you, “Darling, I could never find the words to comfort you about this,” He rested his index finger under you chin, almost forcing you to look up at him, “but, I believe your skin color is gorgeous. Most beautiful thing I’ve ever laid my eyes on.”

You could feel heat rise up to your cheeks.

“And I know that won’t change the way other people treat you, but I need you to know that.”

You smiled softly, “Thank you for that, Andrés.”

“Anytime, love.” He smiled, placing a soft kiss on your lips. “Now, which one was it?”

A/N. this one is short and sweet. just a lil somethin for my first post.

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I am currently writing three different chapters from three different fandoms... I am not doing ok... Someone send an assassin to finish me off, please.

So yeah prepare yourselves to be attacked with three different chapters anytime soon ;)

[kimhargreeves]

Competition-The Professor x Reader (La Casa de Papel)

Summary:The Professor and Berlin put on a competition to win Readers affection.

I woke up early in the morning since Sergio said it was an emergency and needed me quick. So he'd be the one waiting for me outside of the house all of us are currently living in, I finished changing myself and quickly made it out of the room before bumping into Andrés. "What's the hurry, (Y/N)?" He asked raising an eyebrow and fixing his tie then continued.

"You know it's been a couple of boring days and we've all been doing nothing, so how about you head back to your room and have some fun?" Andrés steps closer to me which made me feel trapped since I was against the wall looking up at him.

I blushed and tried hiding my face from him, though I know he's known for being a flirt I still feel embarrassed around him.

"I-I was just...Sergio told me to get ready since he'd be-"

"Yes my little brother can be persistent, but he said he couldn't be able to come for you since he's busy so I came to check on you." He says with a smirk and offers his arm for me to take. I did and began walking down the stairs with him earning a few looks from Tokio.

It's been about two years since I met Andrés and Sergio which is the reason I know and call them by their names. Both brothers have been acting a bit clingy to me lately.

Andrés and I made it to the outside of the house so no one would bother us, "Don't you think it's quite stupid?"

I raise an eyebrow and glance at him. "Haven't you seen Tokio throwing herself at Rio? Sergio said no relationships." He says staring ahead at the field in front of us as the wind blows steadily.

"What would you do if you were in her place then? What if it were me and you? To be honest I wouldn't care and I would still love you no matter what."

Andrés looked away from me and i could tell he was flustered. He turned around to look and me and I was surprised when he lifted my chin up and leaned slowly down, "(Y/N) I-"

"Andrès." We both looked back and saw Sergio with his arms crossed starkng at us both. As if it were nothing Andrès quickly smirked and took a step away from me.

"Hermanito. Didn't expect to see you here." Sergio raises an eyebrow and pushed his glasses up.

"Neither did I. (Y/N), I was waiting for you." Sergio looked at me and stepped closer. "Andrès said you were busy so I followed him." I look at them both and see them almost glaring at one another.

"I was just joking around." Andrés laughs and pats his brother on the back a bit roughly and walks away.

"I was worried about you." He whispered and carefully rested his hand against my cheek. "I'd like to review some of the plans with you just to make sure everything goes accordingly."

We begin making our way to the classroom which I call it. "Of course you know I love helping you out in any way." Sergio just turned his back to me and began to fumble around with the plans and sat down up on a table.

"Now this is how it'll go-" and so he began to explain in great detail the plan but began to stutter and I saw his hands a bit shaky.

Am I making him nervous? Andrés has mentioned he acts like that around women since he's never been with one. I take all the courage I have and slowly make my way to him and sit on the table.

"Sergio, you have nothing to worry about. In fact I love hearing your lessons and the way your so smart, besides I do love men who wear suits" I whisper making him tense. I grab hold of his tie and right when I was going to pull him in he jumps off from his spot.

"Todays lesson is d-done." Again he has the habit of pushing his glasses up and without another word he storms out of the room leaving me confused, alone and upset. I curse at myself for being this straightforward.

I have been playing dumb on both brothers. I have a feeling yhey both have a crush on me, Andrès has for a while now since I met him first but Sergio has been the one I'm most attracted to. I don't want to hurt their feelings.

Sergio has been focused on his solely on his work.

Andrés has said he's interested in having kids, again, but he already has kids and he isn't the best father at all.

I don't know what to do.

*******

I had my red jumpsuit on and finished tying my combat boots and turned around to see Sergio staring at me almost sadly. It's been a rough couple of weeks since Sergio has been distant from me which has broken my heart while Andrés has been following me around like a dog.

Sergio and I stared at each other, both of us afraid to start a conversation. "(Y/N) I apologize for my behavior. The way I've been distant around you is because we have to act professional..I-I.."

"Sergio, its time." Berlin said wearing a police officer uniform and staring at us both. Sergio places his hands on both our shoulders and hugs us both.

"Make it back safe, both of you." Sergio whispered to us both. Andrès or should I say now Berlin nodded and quickly ran over to the rest of the team.

"Take care of him for me in there, al though not so much." I laugh at his joke and nod trying my best to not cry. Sergio places his hands on my head and placed a kiss on my forehead. Before I could tell him anything he turned around and ran away.

************

It's been about 8 hours since we entered the bank and everything has been going steady so far, Denver, Rio, Tokio and I were looking after the hostages while Berlin was off somewhere probably resting which is all he's been doing at a separate office, while Nairobi was off printing the euros.

I know I've gotta be focused on the plan and making sure the hostages are safe but under control. "They won't get away with this I'm telling you. " I rolled my eyes knowing well who that voice belonged to.

"Will you shut up?!" Denver said glaring at the man known as Arthur or how Berlin calls him Arturito. He's been pissing us off ever since we arrived and to be honest if I could I'd punch him.

All I can think of is Sergio, is he still watching us? What is he thinking about?

"I'm gonna take a small break, mind looking after them?" I ask Denver who shrugs his shoulders but nods anyways. I enter the room where all the phones are and rested my gun against the wooden table and just in time the bright red phone which connected us the to Professor rang.

Excitedly I answered it, "Professor."

I hear him sigh against and chuckle, "I'm glad you answered. How are things going?" I sit down and held onto the phone.

"Everything's been smooth. Haven't you been watching us?"

"Unfortunately I've been busy with other things. I'm happy to see you've been doing well." I chuckle and look over at the camera where he can see me. I wave my hand and blush even though he can't see my red cheeks.

"I wish I could see you." I whisper still staring at the camera knowing well he's watching over me like a guardian angel.

He doesnt say anything so I continue. "Sergio what were you going to say to me before you ran of?" I ask holding the phone tightly.

"Actually I was going to wish you well..I..I'll tell you when you get out." I sigh disappointed and smile.

"Sergio..I love you." I finally tell him since knowing him he won't be the first to say it. "I know you don't want to mess his up and be all professional, but I've always loved you. I know how upset you got when you thought I liked your brother but I always had eyes for you.."

There's silence. "I'll say this again if I have to. I love you Sergio and I'll always will."

"...I-I love you too (Y/N). Now I'm regretting not kissing you earlier." We both chuckle at that. "Sorry I couldn't do anything sooner, (Y/N) I want you to know that what I'm about to do is for us. I need to get some information out of the inspector and I need your permission to let me know if I can do it. Of course if you decline I'll respect your answer-"

I gulp thinking of what might happen but it's a risk we have to take. "Do it. You have my permission, Sergio. Just don't forget about me okay?"

"I promise I won't. I love you, (Y/N) Don't forget about that." I blush again and grip the phone .

"I love you too."

We ended the phone call and I couldn't help but smile to myself and touch my warm cheeks. What I didn't know was that Andrés was watching me the entire time.

[writingbyshiloh]

Medical Drill

Summary: Just more Team Germany stuff in the Toledo House

CW: smoking, FEM! Reader (referred to as “pretty lady”), general Berlin-ness, secret relationships, implied previous smut

AN: I ADORE Moscow so he’s featured in this. If it is disjointed it's bc I wrote half a month ago and another half while making bread. No beta. @soraya-daydreams <3.

WC: 1.65

You rub your eyes, trying to adjust to the darkness of your room and what must have happened to wake you up so fast. The curtain you drew last night is firmly in place, all your belongings are where they should be. You start to lay your head back down. You bolt upright when you hear another knock on your door followed by the Professor stage whispering. 

“Vienna! We need you! Something happened to Moscow! He can’t breathe!” 

There is a high chance it’s a drill. You tell yourself. If something is wrong, he will be in your room shaking you awake. 

With a sigh, you heave yourself out of your bed and start rummaging through the “medical kits” scattered around your room. The real ones for the heist are still being assembled, so you have old books ranging from Care and Keeping of Farm Animals, to Don Quixote, labelled by which kit they are and the supposed contents. The order of them generally goes from the head down, no.1 being head injuries, no.2 and no.3 being neck and heart respectively. You pluck no.4 - lungs - off the floor and sprint out of your room. The hall is quiet, meaning Moscow must be at the checkpoint with the Professor. 

You wince slightly as the steps creek while you run down them. But if you can’t get any sleep, you don’t feel back about the others waking up. Stumbling out the house door you don't even register the temperature change and just keep running. 

Moscow and the Professor are sitting at the outside table quietly talking, while every few seconds the Professor looks at his stopwatch. The night is warm with a clear sky so they don’t seem to mind being awake. You run faster outside, trying to make up for lost time. Slaming the “medical kit” on the table you look up at the Professor (ignoring his wincing at how you treat the medical kit) to get your reaction time. 

“This says number 5 on it.” Moscow tells you. You almost break your neck with how fast you turn your head to look at the book. You see the clear Medical Kit 4 label and look back at Moscow to see if he actually is having a medical emergency. He lets out a small laugh and pats your arm as if to apologize for pranking you. You feel yourself smile despite the early hours of the morning. 

“I’m just messing with you. You did well.” He says. You don’t have it in you to be mad at him, and lightly push his shoulder to let him know you see the funny side. 

“Well, good yes. It’s faster than last week's drill. However, in a heist, every moment is crucial to treat the hostages.” The professor tells you moving his fist to articulate his point. Pulling out a seat you sit next to Moscow, who offers you a cigarette. You nod and he hands you one and his lighter. You force yourself to nod and pay attention to the impromptu lecture knowing you’ll never have to work again in a few months.  

The professor only has a few more comments, things you make mental notes about to try next time before he bids you a good (but quite early) morning and leaves to prepare for the class day. 

“Thanks for doing this,” you say quietly. 

“I used to wake up at 4 in the morning for the mines. This is nothing for me.” Moscow tells you. 

“Mind if I sit with you for a moment? I’m wide awake now, I don’t think I could sleep.” 

Moscow nods and you lapse into a comfortable silence. Moscow is kind to you and praises you in front of Denver for getting an education to gently tease his son. He has ended up being your partner for many heist-related team exercises. At first, it was because his son kept ditching him to team up with Nairobi or Tokyo, but now you prefer to work with him over anyone else. Berlin is a close second. 

“How are things going with your boyfriend?” He asks lighting up another cigarette. You frown thinking over his words while you watch the cherry of the cigarette burn. You don’t tell anyone about previous partners you’ve had before joining the heist, trying to keep going through with the future and ignoring your past. 

“My who?” 

Moscow turns his head to see if you’re joking with him. When he seems you’re not he continues “C'mon, you know. The other half of Team Germany.” He adds extra empathy to the team bit. 

You drop your gaze down to your cigarette in the ashtray. Moscow places his hand on your shoulder and gives it a small squeeze. You like Moscow, he’s like one of those uncles who aren’t blood-related but always there for you. He dances with you after three beers and tells you corny jokes. 

“I, um, we have been ‘seeing each other’ for a few months.” You say, using air quotes to describe the nature of your relation to the leader of the heist. Moscow shows no anger or judgement, just his kind eyes so you keep going. 

“It’s supposed to be causal. And I’m keeping it that way ‘cause who knows what will happen inside the mint. I can see why he was married five times. Part of me wants to go along with it, even after the heist. But I can't risk ruining the money.” 

“Are you going to tell him?” 

You sigh, watching the wind blow through the bushes. You tell yourself you will but there are so many what-ifs it's hard. 

“I’ll decide when we're all on the boat.”

Moscow looks like he has something to add, but isn't sure if he should say it. When he opens his mouth to speak, all that comes out is a bad cough. You rub your hand over his back as he hunches over, carefully watching and waiting before you offer him water or a cough suppressant. Much to your dismay, he resisted, trying to get back to the conversation between you. 

"What were you saying?" he asks. 

"I can't remember." you lie, and Moscow is kind enough to understand the topic of the conversation entirely. 

“Let me cheer you up. Have you heard the one about the doctor and the teacup?" 

You turn to look at him, excited for whatever it could be. 

“Darling, you look exhausted,” Naririobi says joining you at the table for a lunch break. You nod slowly as if each movement is exhausting you, which isn't far from the truth. 

“There was a medical drill last night. I couldn’t sleep after.” You tell her. She nods sympathetically as you reach for another glass of water. 

“Go and nap. I’ll wake you before class starts,” she says. Thanking her you push your chair into the table and start to make your way to the stairs. 

You’re so close to your bed that you can almost feel the soft pillow under your head when a hand reaches for your wrist. Too tired to question or pull your hand back you just follow the hand to an arm clad in an expensive suit jacket, to a handsome face. 

You blink slowly, not to be seductive but to try and get some moisture back into your tired eyes. It helps but also puts you closer to an eye twitch.

“Hey pretty lady, where are you going?” he asks quietly. Everyone else is downstairs eating or outside to enjoy the summer but you appreciate his commitment to keeping it hidden. 

“To bed.” 

You watch his lips curve into a sharp smile, thinking you’re going to take him with you. 

“In the middle of the day? When is everyone awake? That’s risky for you.” He gently twists your wrist so he can kiss the back of your hand. “I like it.” 

“I’m going to my bed, alone, to nap,” you correct him, making no moves to pull your wrist back.

“How much time did the Professor say was an efficient nap? 20 minutes?” he twists his wrist to check his watch, shaking your arm in the process. “You can nap and we still have another 30 to spend together.” 

He chuckles as you shift your weight, seriously considering his proposal. 

The rapid heavy thumps of footsteps on the stairs make Berlin drop your hand and turn around. You bend at your side to peep over his shoulder to see who is coming. Denver comes into view first, with Moscow starting to loom behind him. 

You see Denver nudge Moscow to start speaking, some questions addressed to Berlin, something about the phone that will be wired to the Professor. 

“As you can see, I’m talking to Vienna right now,” Berlin says, turning back to you. He looks apologetic that your time together will have to be cut short. 

You wave a hand in front of your face. “I have to nap anyway. We'll continue this later?” 

Berlin smiles at your words, hearing the subtext in them and nodding in agreement. Turning back to the other men, you’re sure he’s still smiling. As he and Denver descend the stairs, Moscow catches your eye and gives you a friendly wink. One that just screams I was young once too. 

Face burning, you rush into your room, kick off your shoes and settle into bed. Even though you know you won’t be able to fall asleep now.  

[writingbyshiloh]

Stress Relief

Berlin x Reader

CW: SMUT MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS BACK OFF!!!!, Fingering, biting, kissing, swearing, sex during a heist but in an office room.

AN: remember when he tries to find the phone on Monica because phew/// thank you to @soraya-daydreams for the Spanish help <3. No beta and I did my editing half asleep

WC: 0.9k (mostly PWP)

The professor probably didn't have easy access in mind when buying the red jumpsuits but you’re not complaining.

Especially not when Berlin has your back pressed to the wall and his hands in your panties. His fingers slowly rub between your thighs, spreading any wetness that collected. He moves his hand up, resting two fingers on your clit, softly rubbing back and forth. His touch feels so good, soft and wet but you know it’s not enough to make you cum.

You press your upper back to the wall, and tilt your hips to his hand, slowly grinding to increase the friction as heat pools below your stomach.

“What’s making you this passionate, mi amor?” He asks, slowing his movements until they stop. You know if you answer he’ll keep going, but can’t help but whine at the loss. All you can think about is how good he’s going to make you feel, how handsome he is like this, your last night in Toledo.

“You.” You say, voice shaky. Berlin’s lips pull into a half smile, pleased with how eager you are for him. He pulls your underwear to the side to allow him better access to where you need him the most. “What about me, hmm?”

“The holsters, they ma-make your shoulders -!” You cut yourself off with a moan as he slides two fingers inside your aching core. Berlin pulls his fingers out before thrusting them inside again. You can’t help but squeeze around them enjoying the full feeling and the stretch.

“The shoulder holsters?” He asks, voice helping to cover up the wet squelching noise. Berlin curls his fingers, rubbing your G-spot on his first try. Your hips are now moving by themselves, trying to make sure your pussy is as full as possible.

“They make your, ah, your shoulders broader and um -“Your voice sounds flustered to your ears but you can see how he loves being able to make you so aroused with only his hand. “- the w-way you take charge with, ah, the hostages. It’s hot. So hot!” you finished, the sentence being punctured by your moans and gasps.

He nods satisfied with the ego boost you gave him. He pulls his fingers out to spread your slick on your clit while you clench around nothing.

“Berlin, please. I need you inside me.” You beg, rocking your hips even faster.

“How could I deny you, mi amor?” Berlin gives you a quick kiss to your mouth to reassure you.

He brings his fingers back to your pussy, pushing in slowly. The addition of a third finger makes you clench even harder. The stretch has you pressing your lips together to muffle any sounds as you feel the start of an orgasm build. Berlin brings his thumb to your slick-covered clit to rub small circles.

You’re a mess, lost in chasing your high that you can’t even kiss Berlin back properly. You try but his fingers and thumb just feel too good while you grind your hips down. The first attempt at a kiss, while a bit sloppy was good, your tongue sweeping into his mouth and curling around his.

It’s when he changes his tactic, rubbing fast circles on your clit instead of teasing you, you lose your focus. You pull your face back slightly, leaving enough room so he can hear your quiet moans and whimpers.

“Fuck” you gasp into his mouth “I’m so close, I need to cum.” Your hips desperately hump his hand trying to get every bit of content you can.

You tip your head back, it almost hitting the wall behind you, except for Berlin placing his free hand as a barrier between the wall and your hair. He takes advantage of how exposed your neck is, placing sloppy open-mouth kisses and bites at random.

The feel of his teeth scraping the column of your throat is all that is needed to let your orgasm wash over you. You cum while chanting his name over and over, the two syllables repeating and falling out of your mouth. Berlin is sweet to you, slowing down his rhythm to let you ride out the aftershock without pushing you into being overstimulated.

“Mi amor, did it feel good? Are you less stressed?” He asks, gently kissing the small bite he left. You nod and give him a lust-drunk smile. He kisses you on your cheek and then your lips to distract you from the empty feeling as he pulls out his fingers.

You’re used to seeing him lick his fingers after eating fruit, but you’re not prepared to see him lick his fingers so causally while they’re still shiny from being inside you. He sees you staring and tosses you a wink.

You feel arousal start to pool again as if you didn’t cum on his hand. Shrugging up your jumpsuit, you saunter over to the desk in the room, the one where you left your weapon.

Exaggerating the bend at your hips to get it, you push your ass out and your front half lower. Your plan works when you feel a hard erection against your ass and see one of his palms caging you in. You glance at his watch and confirm to yourself you will still have a few hours before the check-in call, plenty of time to repay him.

[writingbyshiloh]

Doctor’s Touch

AN: In my daydream, reader was a Dr who lost their licence, in this fic they just have a lot of anatomy knowledge. Also, I haven’t watched this show in like 4 years (I stopped when Alica had a gun pointed at the Professor) so forgive me if something is wrong

CW: Suggestive, no actual smut but some implications, thus MDNI/AGLESS BLOGS DNI

WC: 0.360k

“Does everyone understand? Using these labels-” the Professor holds up the sticky notes with the names of internal organs and major arteries “- show on your cadavers where they are located.” 

You half-heartily flip through your stack, ignoring the “cadaver” lying on a clump of desks while you and your partner stand on either side of him. Due to the uneven numbers you got set with the only group of three, one of whom annoyed you to no end, and the other who was in your bed last night. 

The chatter in the room grows louder as the different groups get to work, deciding where the spleen and liver are located, or if a heart is really in the center of the chest. You start placing cards down on Berlin's torso, trying not to have flashbacks of the night before. There's a small bruise you sucked into his jaw facing you, but you doubt he noticed. He would have said something about it last night or this morning or…

“What are you doing?” Tokyo's voice dragged you back to reality. You glance up at her, trying to hide the bewilderment you’re sure is on your face. 

“Labeling? Like we’re supposed to?” 

“It’s wrong.” Her face leaves no room for argument, but you want to push back. All the details are supposed to be kept hidden, but you know the Professor wanted you for this job because of your medical knowledge. 

“I can assure you, it's not.” 

“The kidneys are too low.” Tokyo picks up the kidney card and moves it higher around the liver. You take the card and move it back, setting your hand over it so she can’t “correct” you again. The guise of the exercise allows you to touch him like that, without drawing looks from the other thieves or worse, the professor. 

“Ladies, ladies, please no need to fight. There’s plenty of me to go around.” Berlin croons under your touch. 

“You’re a cavador. Stop talking.” You snap at him, and try not to flinch when his hand snakes around and pinches the back of your thigh, above your knee. He smiles at how you shake your leg even though his eyes are now closed. 

You let Tokyo place a few more cards on his body, more concerned with how you are going to get back at him tonight.

[writingbyshiloh]

Berlin + Mid-Heist

AN: Vienna!Reader stuff is being posted out of order but I have a general plot in mind. When I say chest I mean chest/shoulder/ face etc depending on height. I think he’s 6’2 (!!!!!!) Special thank you to @soraya-daydreams for the Spanish help! Muñeca = doll/sweetheart and mi amor = my love/ no beta, I proofread while making lunch <3

CW: PDA

WC: 0.8K?

The music drifting from the vault and the cheers from your fellow team draw you closer and closer. Assorted voices are singing in Italian, interrupted by whoops and screams. You poke your head into the vault and are immediately greeted with the sight of money and soil flying around. 

Berlin is the first to spot you, and you reach out a hand to help him over the ledge of the vault door into the hallway. He pulls you close to him by your hand, while his other hand reaches to support your waist. He kisses you, hard and passionately, in front of the crew without a care. You feel him dip you back, and using your surprised gasp, he takes advantage of your open mouth to put his tongue past your lips.

It must look like a movie, with one of your arms around his neck and the other with a death grip on his arm to stop yourself from falling. The rest of the crew also seemed to think so, a few wolf whistles cut through the rest of the singing. This must mean they’re in a great mood, with no snappy comments from Toyko about the over-the-top display of affection and excitement. 

She does, however, shower you with bills. You feel them flutter around you, hitting the top of your head and your cheek. You twist away from Berlin, struggling to stand up straight in his arms. 

“The fuck was that -” you start to question her, but she's too excited to wait for your full sentence. 

“Dirt! We hit dirt!”

Nairobi accentuates Tokoy's point by pouring sand from her clenched fist into her open palm below. 

“It’s dirt! We’re getting out of here!” you yell, considerate enough to turn away from Berlin so you’re not shouting right in his ear. “The plan works we’re going to get out of here!” 

You push open the door to Berlin’s main office. You figure you’re past knocking and waiting to be let in. Ever the gentleman, he stands to greet you, walking to the front of his desk. You pull the door closed behind you. Even if it’s the middle of a heist you can't help but want a moment of comfort with your partner. 

“Vienna, what’s wrong?” Berlin asks, reading your tired expression easily.  He holds out his arms for you to lean into and you do without hesitation. 

You rest your forehead on his chest and sigh in relief. Berlin sways the two of you gently without you having to move your feet. 

“You’re clenching your jaw, muñeca” He tells you kindly. You lean back in his arms, giving you some space. You open your mouth, hearing a gentle pop from the corner of your jaw. You clench and grind your teeth constantly while in the Mint, never getting a break from the stress. 

Berlin's hands leave your back, index and middle fingers coming up to either side of your jaw. His hands work small gentile circles into your jaw hinge, trying to alleviate the pain. You tip your head around to angle his fingers where you need them most. 

“You’re too pretty to be stressed.” He says. You let out a small huff of a laugh. You know he means it too. It’s a special type of man to flirt with you in the middle of the heist as if it is a first date. 

The harsh knocking on the door cuts through the tender moment. 

He angles his head to the side giving some space between your faces. “Just a minute!” You grab his wrists with your hands and slowly lower them from your face. 

“It’s okay” you whisper. He looks like he doesn’t believe you, but the insistent knocking doesn’t give him much of a choice. You reluctantly let his hands go and move to the door. As you twist the doorknob, it turns in your hard, whoever is out there trying to get in. 

You step back to avoid the door hitting you as Tokyo barges in. Her eyes glance from you to Berlin, mind no doubt running wild about why neither of you could open the door as soon as she knocked. 

“Am I interrupting something?” She asks, words harsh and accusing. You’re not sure what evidence she has, Berlin’s jumpsuit is still zipped to the top, his holster on his shoulder. You look as you normally do, but maybe just a bit more relaxed. 

“Yes.” Berlin says at the same time you tell her “no.” 

“It’s okay, I have hostages who need meds soon anyway.” you say moving around Tokyo. You mouth be nice to Berlin behind Toyko's back. He winks at you, causing Toylo to whip around to face you. 

“Goodbye, mi amor.” he tells you before turning his attention to Tokyo. You catch the very start of her rant as you close the door and leave. You know Berlin will come find you after and will tell you to take a nap with him. And you can’t wait. 

[writingbyshiloh]

Berlin seems like the guy to plan an extravagant proposal tailored to your tastes. Favourite flowers, inside vs outside, in public or secluded are all questions he knows the answer for. Multiple places of significance for various dates are booked for when he thinks the time is right.

But then he sees you doing the mundane he can’t hold back even if he doesn’t have the ring on him. Seeing you blink back tears from cutting an onion or watching you lace up your shoes… he sinks to one knee and waits for you to turn around.

[depressopax]

HII could you maybe write something for Berlin like HCs being in a relationship with him, maybe with connections to the new show or sm.

(Im actually so glad I found someone who writes for this fandom bc there’s literally no one nearly 😭)

Berlin - Relationship headcanons

Thank you for the request!! <3 I'm happy to see more LCDP fans here omg 😭 Hope ya like it! :)

Smut version can be found here

Pairing: Berlin/Andrés de Fonollosa x gn!reader Genre: Fluff, headcanons Warning(s): Spoilers for LCDP. Cuss words, Berlin being a bit possessive, reader uses they/them pronouns Words: 1145 Summary: Being in a relationship with Berlin would include…  English is not my first language - lmk if there's any spelling mistakes so I can improve my writing! &lt;3

Being in a relationship with this man would be a roller-coaster of emotions…

But you can’t really complain!

People see him as “cold and self-centered”, which is partially true.

BUT when he’s in love, it’s like his whole personality changes.

You are his whole world, and he will do everything to put his ego aside, and show you just how loving he can be.

And boy, he succeeds… 

When he first saw you, it was love at first sight, or at least for him.

He would find out everything about you, what you like to eat, what hobbies you have, and the places you like to be at.

He would just wait for you to approach him first, but it wasn’t that easy…

After a while, he stopped being stubborn and started talking to you.

Berlin would make sure you fall for him, and that would be his biggest goal.

He would take you on extraordinary dates and totally spoil you.

He prefers calm private dates, but wouldn’t mind going to a bar/nightclub if you like that.

Despite his sophisticated looks, he knows how to party. (That one scene in Berlin when he’s at the punk club LMAOO)

Seeing you hyped up makes him happy, so how can he not love partying with you?

The two of you having lazy mornings together. Berlin is a night owl, and getting him out of bed in the morning is a challenge.

He’ll also never let you leave bed. - “Just 5 more minutes, love! - “Are you gonna leave me, all cold and lonely in bed, huh?”

Berlin wouldn’t give up his flirting until you fall in love with him. 

Once that happens - he won’t shut up about you

Like, EVER.

He would drive Sergio and his other friends insane with how much he talks about you, telling them a bit too much about his love life… 

Berlin is the cheesiest guy you’ll ever meet, tbh.

And he takes that as a compliment.

He would write you love letters, send good-morning AND goodnight messages to you, and bring you flowers every now and then. 

Berlin is a man with many talents, and he loves impressing you, especially with his singing

Cheesy as it sounds, he even sings you serenades to express his love and devotion.

You’d have to put up with his weird and impulsive ideas.

Whether it’s planning a spontaneous trip, a heist, etc…

He needs someone to tell him to calm the hell down lol

As seen in the show, Berlin is very passionate and a bit unpredictable.

Being in a relationship is no exception.

Everyday with him is like an adventure, and he knows how to spice things up to not end up like a “boring couple”. 

His goal would be making sure the honeymoon phase never ends. 

He would make sure to tell you how amazing and good-looking you are EVERYDAY. 

He is not afraid to argue with you, but would rather admit he is “wrong” rather than have you be mad at him for too long. 

He’s not always good at reading your emotions and knows what you’re feeling, but tries to. 

It breaks his heart to see you upset, and will try to make you feel better. 

He can be rather possessive too. If someone stares at you for a bit too long, or flirt with you, he’s not afraid to show them that “you are his”.

He’s extra protective of you when you are around his friends. He wants to make sure you feel safe, and also that no one tries hitting on you…

Especially if you are shy, he’d be very close to you, smile at you when you talk and laugh extra loud if you say something funny. 

He makes sure your friends like him. 

He wants to make a good impression on everyone, but especially when it is your friends and family. 

Big fan of PDA. He’s a man that is not afraid to kiss you in public, and he practically never lets go of your hand when you’re outdoors together. 

When cuddling, he prefers being the big spoon. 

One of Berlin’s love languages is touch.

He enjoys having his hand on your thigh, giving your shoulders soft massages, and forehead kisses. He’s the type of guy to kiss your hands, too.

If you have long hair, he tends to fidget with it, running his fingers through it, stroking it away from your face and even braiding it.

Berlin definitely treats you like a god/goddess. 

But the relationship would also be challenging from time to time.

Berlin being a criminal does bother you.

Your fear is for him to get caught and end up in jail.

He’d have to reassure you a lot that he won’t get caught, promising you that he will be fine.

But don’t worry, he makes sure to keep that promise. 

His pet names for you: (My) love, honey, babe… 

His phone is full with pictures of you and you’re definitely both his home- and lock-screen. 

He has lots of money, and spends them on you, whether you like it or not. 

Berlin enjoys luxury and wants to give you a luxurious life.

His dream is to travel and see the world with you by his side.

If you don’t speak Spanish, he would offer to teach it to you. 

He is very overprotective and makes sure you keep a distance from his work. 

But he does enjoy impressing you with dramatic stories about his heists.

During his most difficult and dangerous heists, he will think of you and keep on fighting so he can come back home to you. 

When he’s away for a longer time, Berlin makes sure to text and call you with regular updates. But in all honesty, he just misses your voice.

Like I said earlier, he is an unpredictable man, and if someone is mean to you, yikes… - “Just drop it, Andrés!” “No, babe… I’ll have a ‘chat’ with them…”

Remember the throwback scene of Berlin and the man that made fun of his bow tie? 

Let’s just say, whoever insulted you will return to you and apologize, trembling and crying from pain and fright.  

…Berlin would just return to you with a smug smile, pretending like nothing happened… 

And act all clueless when you confront him about it. 

With you, Berlin is soft and passionate, but others view him as your “scary boyfriend”, a title he accepts with pride. 

To summarize… Despite Berlin's cold exterior, he is the complete opposite with you. He has so much love to give, and isn’t scared to do so. He will make sure to worship you and make sure you feel loved. All he wants is to spend his time with you, and give you the passion, excitement and devotion you deserve. Being together with him is definitely not boring.

I have such hate-love relationship to Berlin bruh 😭 Andrés in Berlin >>>>>>> LCDP

[depressopax]

La casa de papel NSFW alphabet

From D-F.

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Pairing: Nairobi - Berlin - Denver - Tokyo - Professor - Alicia x gn!reader Genre: Smut, headcanons Warning(s): Sexual content. Sub/dom dynamics, possessiveness/jealousy, public-sex, bondage, toys, gender-neutral reader - tried making the pairings/dynamics as gender-neutral as possible, lmk if it was gendered in any way so I can fix it! <3 Words: 1.1K Summary: NSFW alphabet with the LCDP character, D-F. What are they like in bed? English is not my main language, if I make any spelling mistakes please let me know so I can improve my writing! <3

Nairobi 

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Nairobi is good at hiding it, but she’s really jealous and possessive.

Especially after she started dating you.

She doesn’t want to come across as the “crazy”/jealous girlfriend, so she’s good at hiding it.

She trusts you wholeheartedly, but still she doesn’t like it when people flirt with you.

You’re hers, and she wants everyone to know it.

The thought of taking you to a public bathroom or wherever you may be - to make you scream her name - is a turn on.

She wants everyone to hear your sweet voice calling out your name as she claims you as hers.

She also likes leaving hickeys in visible places. 

Mostly to mark you up

But also because she thinks you look so cute covered in her love marks.

Although, she also likes the thought of you flirting with someone to make her jealous

…So she can fuck you dumb and have you repeat “I’m yours” 

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

She is pretty experienced. 

She hasn’t had many sexual partners but has experience

She does a lot of solo play too, and knows what she likes and dislikes in bed. 

Very considerate with your preferences too. 

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Likes the classics - missionary and 69.

Likes being on top and bottom equally, tho she prefers being in charge

She likes seeing your face when fucking you, so she really can pay attention to your sweet reactions. 

I feel like Nairobi has a couple of strap-ons, so any position where she can use them on you is good ;)

Berlin

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He likes the idea of blindfolding you, often using his own ties or putting satin blindfolds over your eyes.

Knowing you’re completely at his mercy excites him.

He’ll get the chance to use whips on you, tease your skin with feathers and make you shiver with his touch.

…This way, he can tease you too. 

Probably cruel and doesn’t touch you, have you on edge and begging for it.

Only to give you the pleasure needed when you least expect it. 

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Homeboys have four ex-wives… That’s all I’ll say. 

He knows how to pleasure you, and also knows what he likes in bed.

Very attentive and catches up on what you like and dislike in bed.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Doggy style. 

He loves having you on all fours, grabbing your hips and thrusting into you.

The position gives him the opportunity to take you on other places besides the bed.

The kitchen counters, against a table, the shower wall…. You name it. 

This man is creative af lmao

He’s an ass guy, how can he not love doggy?

Denver

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Although Denver is usually on top, he wants you to totally dominate him.

Handcuffs, toys, orgasm denial, whatever…

He wants to try it - and be the one to receive it. 

He’s turned on by the thought of you totally slutting him out.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Homeboy knows what he’s doing

And DAMN, he’s good.

He has had casual flings and partners before you, so he is very experienced.

…And not shy to brag about it. 

He seems to know just how to pleasure you, without even trying that hard.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Doggy styleeee

He loves taking you from behind

Being able to pull your hair, to squeeze your ass…

Apart from that, he likes 69 

Tokyo

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

She likes teasing you, not necessarily to start an argument, rather because she thinks you’re hot when angry or frustrated

She knows exactly what buttons to push to make you mad, but also knows how to be seductive when teasing.

In a way, she’s turned on by being a “brat” and eventually have you losing it 

…Which hopefully ends up with sex

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Tokyo is experienced.

Definitely knows how to satisfy you and herself.

Likes guiding you, telling you exactly where and how to touch her

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

D O G G Y (idk why I headcanon half of the characters to love that, but it makes sense?? 😭)

She knows you like her ass (and she loves it too lmao) so she likes teasing you with it when in doggy position

Apart from that, she likes positions where she’s on top.

She wants to be in control of pace and really make you go feral under her. 

Professor

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Sergio likes roleplays.

Maybe not a dirty secret to others, but he’s pretty “vanilla” in bed

He likes it when you call him “Professor” in bed

He is a switch but leaning more towards being a sub, but when roleplaying, he likes being in charge and playing the roles of the dom. 

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Not that much experience

Like he told Tokyo in one episode - he’s not a virgin, but is not the person that “sleeps around”

Sergio gives me demisexual vibes (same Sergio same)

I feel like he only sleeps with people he’s close with or really trusts.

He memorizes what you like, where you want to be touched etc to create the perfect experience for you

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Likes more intimate positions where he can be close to you

He wants to see your face when you have sex, and have your body tightly pressed against his.

Honestly? He doesn’t have a favorite. As long as it's a passionate one

Bonus point if you’re on top of him. 

Alicia Sierra

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Kinky AF

Homegirl has a lot of fantasies, from using handcuffs on you, BDSM and roleplays…

But her biggest “secret” is her fantasy to make a tape with you.

She wants to have sex with you, filming it - preferably with a video camera - and be able to watch it. 

She probably has some intimate photos of you, on her phone AND printed out. (with permission ofc)

Audio files of your moans, too.

She wants to be able to hear your sweet sounds after being apart from you for too long

Probably listens to it to get off, or as an “ASMR” to fall asleep lmao 😭

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Very experienced 

She’s had a few partners so she knows what she’s doing

Alicia is open and honest with what she likes

Very passionate and experimental in bed, open to finding brand new ways to satisfy yours and her needs. 

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Likes spicing it up with more “complicated” positions

Not a fan of missionary to be honest

She prefers being on top 

Any position where you’re submissive underneath her will do it ;)