#blade runner 2049 imagine

[castieltrash1]

I'm desperate for any content with Driver or K, maybe just how'd they treat you as their partner? Love your work!!

driver is a bit of a chameleon boyfriend. he’s used to blending in and attracting as little attention as possible, which extends to his personal life. whatever you’re interested in, so is he. if you like to eat somewhere, he’ll suggest that place every time you mention being hungry. as long as you are happy, that’s all that really matters to him. if you want to plan dates, he’ll follow your schedule down to the second. and if you’re more spontaneous, he’ll have his jacket and car keys nearby to take you wherever you want. 

he’s protective, of course, but he also loves seeing you be successful in whatever endeavors you pursue in life. whether that’s a mundane 9-5 or a niche passion that doesn’t pay the bills, he will cheer you on for every milestone you cross. ideally, he’d take care of you in every way that matters (financially, emotionally, mentally, physically, etc.) but he doesn’t want to stifle you, either. that doesn’t mean he won’t silently fix any of your problems behind your back, though! bitchy manager bothering you? you’ll never believe it, but she switched locations! low on rent? you must’ve forgotten those couple hundred dollar bills you left haphazardly tucked between your mattress! too tired to cook dinner? well, your boyfriend just texted saying he’s off work and would love to grab something and swing by your place to eat!

safe to say, one of his love languages is acts of service. including the ones you don’t know about, he takes care of every problem in your life. he’ll catch every bug, fix every leaky sink, install your new curtains, reconnect your router, change your oil, etc. speaking of cars, if you’re insistent on driving yourself everywhere, driver will check your car every five seconds to make sure it’s safe.

+ driver isn’t big on pda, but if you’ve just arrived or are leaving, he will pout without a kiss hello or goodbye. if you forget (or purposely avoid for the sake of teasing) either, he’ll follow you, grab your wrist, and use his other hand to hold your jaw steady while he kisses you. only then will he smile, let go, and pretend nothing happened.

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OFFICER K UNDER THE CUT!

k can be insecure, sometimes. he knows it’s already hard enough dating a replicant, but his dangerous job doesn’t make it any easier. all he has to offer you is his plain apartment and the nights he’s not working, neither of which he finds particularly appealing. he’s not really sure why you like him, but he’ll be damned if he gives you any reason to break it off. every second that he can devote to you, he does. 

since he’s out in the city most of the time, k enjoys spending time indoors. of course, if you want to go anywhere while he’s home, he’ll be stuck to your side like glue, glaring at anyone who even gives you a second glance. but, what he loves most of all is curling up beside you and listening to the rainfall. nothing makes him feel more human than doing nothing for the sole purpose of it. he’s made to perform tasks, so there’s something rebellious about enjoying the silence of your apartment, counting each beat of your heart, and feeling the warmth of your skin against the synthetic of his. knowing that he doesn’t have to service you or offer anything for you to want to spend time with him makes him ecstatic.

while k can’t afford lavish gifts or, really, much at all, he does come into contact with a large collection of rare items at work. he’s always excited to bring evidence home since he knows you’ll get a kick out of seeing and touching a real flower or piece of wood. while the scarcity of the item intrigues him, he doesn’t have the same desire to connect to humanity’s past the way you, understandably, do. where he sees just another part of an ongoing case, you see years of ancestry and a forgotten world. secretly, the excited glint in your eyes has started to make him feel something similar.

+ k loves pet names. the first time you called him babe/baby, he stilled and stared at you in shock. he’d heard humans referring to other humans that way, but the names people usually called him were very different. whenever you call him a pet name, he smiles, almost unconsciously. he’s tried every combination of affection terms with you, but his favorites are the personalized ones that he knows no one else ever has or ever will call you. they remind him that, for now, at least, you’re entirely his. when you use them in return, he feels unique, like a human. he feels like he finally has a real name. out of the well-known ones, however, k’s favorites are sweetheart, dear, flower, and pretty. flower and other pet names based on things that are now rare feel especially fitting to him, since someone “as perfect as you is hard to find.”

gosling sleepover sunday

[geekynerfherder]

Showcasing art from some of my favourite artists, and those that have attracted my attention, in the field of visual arts, including vintage; pulp; pop culture; books and comics; concert posters; fantastical and imaginative realism; classical; contemporary; new contemporary; pop surrealism; conceptual and illustration.

The art of Pascal Blanché.

[ken-dom]

can you write some fluff with Officer K? I’m desperate!! Nobody seems to post about him anymore sadly and you’re one of my favorite ryan gosling accounts !!

like his first time cuddling since he’s extremely touch starved

or first time trying a sweet

maybe playing in the snow

WHATEVER YOU LIKE!!! THANK YOU!!!

Thank you anon, that’s very sweet of you! I love a touch starved guy getting some fluff in his life so…

K is frozen to the spot as your arms move forward and snake around his waist, hands gliding up his back, squeezing and caressing.

He isn’t sure what he’s supposed to do. He knows the etiquette, but he can’t seem to translate that from knowledge to action. Not when it feels so…? Good?

He hears you sigh, feels you relax against his stiff frame, and he can’t stop his thoughts wandering to why you’d want this — with him, anyway. He sees the appeal of it, though, and he begins to crave more the longer you’re attached to him, but part of him is saying it’s not ok to reciprocate. You’re real. And he’s…

Well, he knows what he is. And he knows that you know what he is, so it circles back to, Why?

You break his thoughts with a whispered, ‘It’s ok.’

That’s all it takes, and suddenly the floodgates open and he knows what to do. His arms close around you more easily than he anticipated, he drops his head to yours and really lets himself feel.

It all happens so fast he thinks he might have hurt you, but you’re still comfortably pressed against his chest, breathing steadily, humming now and then at the closeness, and he hums too, following your lead.

It’s weirdly tingly and wonderfully soft, and it’s warm, and it’s safe.

He wonders if it’s normal to never want to let go, but as if you read his mind, you mumble that very same sentiment against his chest and it gives him the courage to ask if you’ll stay a while, hoping to lay on the sofa with you, or on the bed, just like this. Just feeling. Safe.

[the-purest-wolf]

Those long blonde hairs and the suit are driving me crazy

[drivinmeinsane]

Thoughts on Officer KD6-3.7 as a romantic partner

It takes K a long time to confront his own feelings about you, much less say it out loud. He was worried that if he acknowledged the love he feels for you, he would be irreparably changed, never close to baseline again. He wasn’t wrong. To love and to be loved in return is to be changed.

He uses terms of endearment for you more than he uses your name. It helps to make his dreams of serene domesticity more of a reality. “sweetheart”, “darling”, and “honey” are his go-tos. The first time you called him by a pet name, he stopped dead in his tracks, completely overwhelmed. It gives him a sense of humanity, of belonging, when you call by something kind.

K would never miss a special date. He’ll even go so far as to make up his own milestones and celebrations as an excuse to do something nice for you when the mood strikes. It’s your anniversary today? Sure, of the twentieth Tuesday you’ve known him.

The replicant is touch starved. Even simple brushes of your hand against his or grazes of your bodies together when you move past one another is enough to bring him leaning into your space, chasing the sensation. It is not something he seems to have control over.

He's more comfortable being touched than being the one to touch. He’s not accustomed to being allowed to initiate contact with no orders or with implied permission. Once K overcomes that barrier, he can hardly keep his hands off of you. He places lingering hands on your arms, brushes his fingers over your palm, winds your hair around his fingers, anything at all to feel something tangible and remind himself that you are here with him.

He wants so badly to be real for you. In his worst moments, he’s worried that he won’t ever be enough, that his status as a replicant makes him lesser, not worthy of your affections. His fears lead him to believe that you would prefer an organic partner.

K often tells you that you don’t have to be nice to him, that you don’t have to treat him with the care and tenderness that you do. He can’t seem to fathom that you actually want him. He doesn’t have anything to offer you but himself and that’s hardly worth having, isn’t it?

He would do anything within the realm of his capabilities for you. You are the most important thing in his existence. He wishes he were not a despised pet tethered to the LAPD. He wishes he could leave without becoming what he retires.

He reads to you. It takes his mind off the work day. The apartment isn’t filled with many books, but you enjoy each of them because the time he spends reading out loud is soothing for the both of you. His steady voice lulls you into a relaxed state from where he reads in his chair as you sit on the couch with his feet resting on your lap. His voice gets rougher and deeper when you trace nonsensical patterns over his legs.

While he’s not supposed to take items from crime scenes, he does it anyway, slipping them into the pockets on the inside of his coat. He comes home and shows what he has taken to you with the earnest hope that you will enjoy the meager offering. He can’t afford to give you much, but he can do this.

He always looks at you like you’re going to disappear. His eyes scan you like a data screen any chance he gets. He’s memorizing everything about you with each pass of his eyes. He holds those observations close for fear they’ll be all he has left of you. He doesn’t get to keep things. He doesn’t get to own anything that can’t be taken away. He’s a possession himself. 

18+ content under the cut.

His cum is bio-luminescent. In the dark, it glows a pretty blue to match his eyes. It's another reminder that K is not quite human.

He's nervous about sexual contact due to past experiences and trauma. You're one of the very few people that he's actually wanted to be intimate with. He’s firm, almost aggressive, in bed. He’s starved for physical intimacy for so long, that he longs to feast, to make up for the absence.

K firmly believes that he is a tool. He is made to give, not to receive, so it surprises him every time when you want to bring him pleasure for the sake of it. The novelty of receiving a blow job or something that focuses solely on him never wears off.

He has a breeding kink. He knows it's impossible for him to get anyone pregnant, but it's nice to occasionally lose himself in the fantasy of being real enough to make it happen.

If Joi is an active participant in your lives, one thing that really gets him off is engaging in sex with you while Joi is activated. Her being there to murmur encouraging things to the both of you, dictating how you should touch each other, gets him cumming embarrassingly fast.

{ m a s t e r l i s t }

[glitterpeachtree]

The short Stories of Sierra Six and Claire

It didn't take long for Claire to start showing signs of post traumatic stress disorder. After losing Donald, Claire seemed a bit off. I noticed that she would keep her bedroom door open, she always needed to know where I was going, and she started having nightmares. When we first moved into the safe house, I let her have the master bedroom. Although it wasn't much bigger than the other bedroom, it had its own bathroom connected to it and a slightly bigger closet. I was no expert on tween girls, but I knew that I should probably give her as much privacy as possible.

"Six? I know you wanted me to have this bedroom, but I really would rather have the other bedroom." She asked on the first night at the house. We were both in the living room getting settled.

"Are you sure? I really don't care if I have the small room" I said to her. She put her book down, she was reading Little House on the Prairie. She glanced at her bedroom door, and then back at me and frowned.

"I just don't like how it's in the corner of the house. I feel...like I'm...Trapped?" Claire avoided eye contact with me when she said that. After her parents, and her uncle dying, not to mention getting kidnapped, it would make sense for Claire to feel this way.

"Okay. I understand." I nodded. "Claire?" She looked up at me. "You know I'm not going anywhere, right?" Claire nodded and then picked her book back up.

......

A couple days later I got up around 5am and went to do a perimeter check around the house. I thought Claire was sound asleep in her bedroom (her small bedroom), but as I zipped my jacket up, I saw her peak from her door and say, "Where are you going?" she looked panicked, breathless.

"I'm-Im just doing a quick once around. I didn't mean to wake you." She stared at me for a moment. "I'll be right back Claire, I promise. Go back to bed."

Once I came back into the house I found Claire sitting at the small dining room table. It had 3 chairs, though one was broken. The leg was loose and could probably pop off if someone sat on it. Claire was staring straight ahead, her knee bouncing. She was scared and nervous. She was afraid that I was going to spontaneously disappear.

"Told ya I'd be back." She whipped her head around. It took me a minute to realize that she was crying. "Claire-" Before I could finish saying her name she ran up to me and buried her head in my chest. She started sobbing a little bit

"He's g-gone. And he's never coming back-ck." Of course she was talking about Donald. Donald had been her "father" since her parents died. He was the last family she (and I) had left. I rubbed her back and rested my chin on her head. We swayed side to side a tiny bit. I clutched my other hand over her shoulder, and we stayed like that, until she could catch her breath.

"Claire...It's gonna be okay." I said to her. After a couple of minutes she muttered, "I can't lose you too. Six, you're all I have left."

Immediately I felt my heart flutter. I was now Claire's father figure. After a life of prison, murder, and guilt, I realized what my true calling was. I felt whole again. I embraced Claire a little tighter, and let go, and looked at down at her.

"Why don't you get some sleep?" She nodded and looked down at the floor.

"Can you just, stay? Like until I fall asleep?"

"Yeah. Sure."

.....

[hederasgarden]

I just finished Blade Runner 2049 and I’m very glad I watched it! It helped me understand Interlinked more. Not that I didn’t before, it just adds more to the experience.

And when K is getting his Baseline checked after dealing with Sapper, and they have him say ‘Interlinked’, I was like

So in conclusion, I can’t wait to read what you’ve got coming up for our dear K.

I am glad you watched the movie, it's SO good and underrated. Beautifully shot too.

I shamelessly stole the title from that scene. All I have for K right now is the story below, but I have other plans! He is such a sad and sweet character.

[soap-ify]

can I ask for some general fluff headcanons for our soapy boy?

AT YOUR SERVICE ANON!! i don't usually do hcs but i wanted an excuse to ramble about him. so i present you soap hcs that start off as general but gets oddly specific!

cw — very fluffy and mildly suggestive at some places.

˙ᵕ˙ (not so) general soap hcs !

the most widely known thing is that johnny is clingy as hell. annoying but you really wouldn’t have it any other way. he is always holding onto you tight, never letting you go even if you’re desperate to get out of the bed for a shower or some breakfast. the only time he’d sometimes let you go is when you’re running late for work. he likes having his arm around your waist all the time, nuzzling his head into your neck and smothering you with kisses without any shame in front of others, especially the taskforce. is this his weird little way of marking you? maybe.

very open about how much he loves you. he’s always speaking his mind, telling you about every single thing he loves about you, all your quirks and habits.

can’t imagine this man ever being a cheater. i imagine him being raised by his mother quite well, and god forbid if he ever cheats, his mother is going to be so angry. he has been taught to treat his lovers in the best manner possible. and so he does. even if he is very playful and just awful at courting, always too eager, he still buys you lots of flowers and takes you on dates, giving you all the love that he has.

he likes hugging your leg. like actually. you’re laying down? he’s beneath you, arms wrapped around your legs, hugging it tight while his face is resting on your upper thigh. he can’t even explain why he does it.

he LOVES it when you press kisses on his crows feet. the same thing with the scar on his chin!

this man watched blade runner 2049 once and had an identity crisis for a whole week. you were concerned.

there is this very specific type of french fries that he likes with certain toppings that he can’t really find in any other fast food place and it annoys him to hell.

he begs you to match with him. it can be from watches that come in pairs for couples or maybe keychains! just match with him or else he’ll be pouty for the whole week.

once when johnny was drunk, he showed you his huge art journal. you weren’t even surprised to know that more than half of the pages were just drawings of you.

johnny loves having strangely deep and philosophical conversations with you late at night. sometimes he just can’t sleep, feeling too active and energetic. if you are luckily awake too, be prepared to question the meaning of life and the existence of everything around you both with him.

he is so disgusting when it comes to sending gym pics (you love it). all flushed and glistening with sweat, he’d be sending your mirror selfies while flexing his muscles, a proud happy grin always adorning your looks.

has a mole on his inner thigh and on his right shoulder! you love kissing them so much.

he bites. hide before he bites your tummy.

he loves taking you to snowy mountains and showing you around his homeland! expect to be attacked with lots of snowballs by him, he really doesn’t show any mercy.

loves drawing on your thighs if you’d let him. he would grab a marker or a paintbrush, drawing pretty things on your skin, loving the way you would giggle at the ticklish feeling. he might accidentally touch your other ticklish spots too just to hear you laugh.

i am a firm believer of johnny having sisters and being the only son in the family! he’d take you to meet his family once, and his sisters showed you all of his childhood pictures while telling you of his silly actions, all while johnny was in the back, face all red.

he can knit! learnt it from his eldest sister. he likes knitting you sweaters or gloves, always choosing your favourite colour.

[geekynerfherder]

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The art of Peter Popken.

[the-purest-wolf]

[greenandsorrow]

Ryan Gosling masterlist

Ken

Oneshots

Ken x salon!Barbie/ sfw (🦋)

Multi chap

"Boytoy" - Ken x fem!human!reader/ smut

Officer K

Oneshots

Like a real girl... - K x Joi/ smut SOON

Multi chap

After Dark - K x fem!human!reader/ nsfw

Others

Oneshots

The thunderstorm. - Sierra Six x implied!fem!reader/ sfw SOON

"You should learn to knock first..." - Colt Seavers x curvy!fem!reader/ smut SOON

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[drivinmeinsane]

Would you wanna expand on Anna and K being siblings in all ways that matter? I agree, I'd just like to hesr your thoughts on the matter too :]

Oh man, you've opened a can of worms. 👀 Here's some of my rambling threads of thoughts complete with my mauled digital copy of the script and screencaps galore.

Spoilers for Blade Runner 2049 under the cut.

From the moment Ana is introduced, even before we meet her face to face, she is a mirror of K. They are copies of one another. Two people can't have the exact same genetic code, but the closest one can get is twins. They shared their defining memory and splintered off later in life as siblings do.

There was always meant to be two of them. The files say that one died from an illness and the other lived. We find out that Ana was stuck on-world from an illness that she developed. Only, she didn't die. She was left behind and abandoned to work for Wallace and other corporations needing her memory making services. Ana is the real girl and K is her ghost.

A life of freedom as long as it's behind glass. K has the same as long as he obeys the rigid system that keeps him tethered. Neither are truly living. It's escapism. They both dream of realities where they are loved. By illegally putting her memory into K, Ana created a family member. He's her copy—a sibling, a twin—someone who shared her life experience and could relate. Two children, protecting the only item they have left from a father who they had never met. As one, they had stowed it away in a furnace and enduring being beaten. They lived this. Together. Ana's last name of Stelline. Little stars. It beings to mind the Gemini zodiac sign. The twins. Castor and Pollux and their horses. K was the invisible companion of Ana, an unborn ghost. Maybe she imagined him when things got too dismal. Maybe she thought about having a brother or a sister. When the time came, she offered up the memory to the Wallace corporation so the burden of that childhood could be shared, understood. A sibling made reality. A ghost was made solid, living flesh. Who would have thought that replicant would come looking? Who would have thought Officer K would break every shred of genetic modification and careful conditioning to find her, his sister, while searching for answers because he cared, because he was part of Ana's scattered family and didn't know it.

Again, they mirror each other. In the same moment that Ana is looking at the snow falling on her hand, K is doing the same. Even in the end, they are connected. Left hand and right hand—two parts of a whole.

No one had ever come for K. He makes sure someone comes for Ana. He knows what it's like to want family so badly that your very bones ache, that you would kill another one of your kind for the first time for it. He found their father and brought him home. He was a good brother, a good son.

There is a void over Ana's right shoulder where K should be. Her ghost—her copy—has died even if she does not know it yet. His death in a roundabout way fulfills the prophecy of the DNA database findings. Two siblings, a boy and a girl. One dies. He haunted her before his inception and he haunts her still after his body is found on the stairs of the upgrade center. If only she had spoken up. If only K had told Deckard the truth. If only there had been another way to love someone without remaining a stranger.

At the risk of sounding like a broken record because I've honestly lost count of how many times I've said this, I genuinely believe Deckard would have shrugged and accepted the fact that he and Rachael had had two kids.

I think the three of them could have been happy together, but Blade Runner 2049 is a modern Greek tragedy seeped in the lore from thousands of years ago. There are no joyous endings here.

[glitterpeachtree]

Lars and the Real Girl Fic

Ever since Bianca "died" Lars has been having these episodes. Last night he woke us up by knocking (more like pounding) on our door around 2 am. He was in his pajamas and clutching his grey knitted blanket.

"Gus? Gus? I- I can't-" He could barely breathe. He was trembling, hyperventilating.

"Lars? What's wrong? Here let's get you inside, it's freezing." I guided him inside, Karin came down the hall, looking concerned. She constantly was worried about Lars.

"Gus? What's going on? What's wrong with Lars?" She asked as I tried to sit him down on the couch. He flinched away from my hands, like it hurt or something. He was looking pale now, he was worried that Lars might pass out.

"I can't, I can't breathe." He gasped.

"Lars, just sit down. Are you hurt?" Karin asked.

"Bianca." Was all he made out. He finally sat down on the sofa. Karin came back with a glass of water. Lars loved Bianca. It was the only thing Lars could really connect to. Even when Lars and I were kids, he always seemed... Disconnected.

"Just breathe. Here sip some water." Karin tried to hand him the glass, but he was too shaky to really hold it on his own. I knelt down next to him, while Karin sat next to Lars on the couch. Lars put his back against the sofa, and rested his head on the top of the couch, closing his eyes. He eventually drew in a deep breath.

"Lars, that's good. Do that again. Slower breaths." I said. He took another deep breath. It took about 10 minutes for Lars to relax.

"Here, why don't you lie down. I'll be right back with a pillow and blanket." Karin got up and walked to the linen closet. Lars put his head on the sofa's arm rest, and put his knees up to his chest. He wiped his tears and Karin came back and draped the blanket over him. He fell asleep within 5 minutes.

"Karin. What do we do?" I put my hands on my hips.

"I think we need to get him help again" she sighed.

[emblazons]

“The duffers are just two straight white guys who want the hero to get the girl, with a slap dash of role reversal because she’s the one with powers”

Counter: The Duffers are two nerdy white guys who have never once been confirmed as straight (one simply happens to be married to a woman) who had a chance taken on them by a big studio who now—by some social deference to nostalgia with thrilling elements—show run one of the most popular shows in the world.

(forewarning for some pettiness & some sarcasm lmao)

They have literally said they are film nerds surprised by their audience because they expected it to appeal only to people like them: fellow nerds and film kids (who went to one of the most well-respected film schools in California, and maybe the states) whose OG pitch was inspired by Denis Villeneuve (director of Prisoners, Arrival, Blade Runner 2049, & Dune to name a few), True Detective (Cary Fukunaga), and the subversive horrors & fantasies of their childhood—and who have shown season over season they are entirely unafraid to vilify homophobia, subvert heteronormativity, and tell queer stories with deference to the emotions of the queer person.

They have also again and again shown that they do not necessarily defer to or even agree with the things their actors say implicitly (making faces when they say things they don’t necessarily agree with) and explicitly (saying “we’re not game of thrones’ when Millie + Noah said they should start killing people off). They have said more than once that they regret leaning into public opinion or fan desires over the story they want to tell, and that they will not be doing so for their final seasons (despite knowing it will upset some of their fans).

Now….with all of this in mind—you want to bet that these two men are planning on “subverting the trope�� by doing…the same shit every show you’ve ever seen do to their queer characters? To undermine an entire season of romantic tension they placed between two of the male leads in an ensemble cast, INCLUDING confirming that one of them is in fact gay and in love with the other one, despite knowing how important good storytelling is to them based on their words and inspirations? To internalize the words of one of their actors at a fan con (who merely said he “doesn’t think” something, and then said “we’ll see”) as law over 6.5 years of evidence proving they are literally just going to do what they want, actors and audience be damned?

Lmao. Just…lmao.

I don’t worship the duffers by any stretch of the imagination (and in fact have a fair amount of critique for how certain things were handled) but…even I know believing their idea of a good story is 1) gonna do the same shit everyone else has before them to queer characters they’ve already shown more respect to than not and 2) going to be dictated by the whims of people upset at them for simultaneously being too heteronormative and not heteronormative enough is…laughable, to say the least.

Please realize that actors and fans are not the central drivers of story in this show (unlike so many others) and rest from the constant emotional rollercoaster of believing everyone but the people who run the story. I promise you will know a lot more peace, in life and on the internet lmaooooo

[hederasgarden]

Ryan Gosling Character Masterlist

The Grey Man

Oneshots

Safe With Me (Sierra Six x F!Reader | Mature | 2.7K)

Six is a hard man to read up until the moment he isn’t.

Daylight (Sierra Six x F!Reader | Explicit | 1K)

You spend an early morning in bed with Six after he returns from a mission.

Drabbles

The Signal (Sierra Six x F!Reader | Gen | 706) You take pity on Six after watching him suffer through a number of terrible dates.

Operation Elevator (Sierra Six x F!Reader | Gen | 780)

Claire plays matchmaker when she realizes Six need a little help wooing their new neighbor.

Tender Loving Care (Sierra Six x F!Reader | Explicit | 900)

You help Six relax after a hard mission.

Dom AU (Sierra Six x F!Reader | Mature | 500)

You reach out the famous Dom Sierra Six to explore your submissive side and work on your anxiety and confidence issues. 

Just Pretend (Sierra Six x F!Reader | Mature | 780)

For a moment, Six thinks about how his life could be different. 

Headcanons

Wall sex with the gloves HC 

Sierra Six + Kinks

Sierra Six + Kinks Part 2

Sierra Six Housewife Kink

Sierra Six with a breeding kink

What kind of job would Six get after he retires?

Overstimulation Kink

Eating you out and body worship with Six

Six taking care of a partner with depression/anxiety

Crazy Stupid Love

Top Shelf (Jacob Palmer x Plus Size!F!Reader | Gen | 1.3K)

When your tinder date turns out to be a dumpster fire of a person, your evening is rescued by a handsome stranger.

Drive

Need (Driver x F!Reader | Explicit | 600)

He’s quiet, even when he’s fucking you.

Blade Runner 2049

Interlinked (Officer K x F!Reader | Mature | 5.8 K)

Stepping in to help K is instinct, but what comes after is a choice, one that’s easy to make.

The Fall Guy

First Kiss (Colt Seavers x F!Reader | Mature | 400)

Your first kiss with Colt is different than you imagined.

A picture is worth a thousand words Colt Seavers x F!Reader | Gen | 367)

Prompt - Bodyguard AU + "YOU SENT ME PICTURES OF YOU NAKED WHILE I WAS IN A WORK MEETING!"

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[doshiart]

🖤 Weekly Tag Wednesday 🖤

This week's tag game is a mishmash, a ragbag, a hodgepodge -if you will - of questions from the group. Thanks for the tag, @jrooc ! 🖤

🔠 Name: just doshi

🌀How do you pronounce your own Tumblr handle in your head?

doshiart? nothing special except that I still add 'art' as part of the nickname

🪟 When you look out the window right now what do you see?

only grayness now

💼 What is the most unusual profession someone in your family was in?

uhh idk, my aunt gives massage

🎨 What hobby were you really into as a kid?

Drawing (it didn't worked out for me, I was upset and often droped it, but hey look where I am now). Photography, usually of nature or animals. Also a lot of crafting things: quilling, embroidery with thread or beads, polymer clay modeling, made friendship bracelets, scrapbooking greeting cards (I tried to make them just like my mom did), little felt toys,,, *scratching my head* Ohhh! I also loved so much dolls. I sewed clothes for them, made furniture, took photographs. It was fun.

🔍 First autofill google result when you type 'How can I...?'

'How can I Help You?' song by Kevin Devine

🎶 If you were the main character in a sitcom, what song would be playing during the opening credits?

Alittle. by ROMES (i'm okay)

🎬 What's the last movie you watched? Did you enjoy it? What genre is it?

Heavy Trip // Yes! It was funny. I once started learning Finnish, so it was fun to find known words. // comedy, music band

🎥 What is your favourite movie genre?

I still can't decide. Drama?

What movie would you recommend?

Probably Blade Runner, both movies. Loved the old one, but Blade Runner 2049 is good too

👯‍♂️ Do your IRL humans know about your fandom life? If you're a creator, do they know you create?

I don't like talking about it, so only my bf and my sister know. btw my sister had a Gallavich era when I was a child lmao. I think it's very nostalgic for her when I show her my arts.

🚣🏼‍♀️If you could do one activity with your pocket/fandom friends what would it be?

Honestly? It's so difficult to imagine because I'm hard to catch lmao. I'm too introverted and probably need to be pinned against a wall and schedule our meeting for a week in advance.

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