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welcome back!! i remember reading your stuff on wattpad years ago, so im glad to see you're still doing stuff from time to time :-)

hello, thank you for your warm welcome! I'm very glad to be back and thank you for your support 🥰

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Ahhhh you’re back!!! I’m so happy to see you again! 🖤🖤 not sure if you will write for Fenrir from r6s? Some people are ok with him and others not so much. But if so could I please request either some nsfw headcanons or just a nsfw one shot of him and either a gender neutral or afab reader? Thank you so so much!

fenrir x reader (rainbow six siege)

synopsis; nsfw headcannons

genre; nsfw / 18+

words: 419

× on contrary to popular belief, fenrir leans more towards vanilla/loving sexual preference ; and he does not have much, if any, experiences with anyone else

× always eager to please his partner

× but that doesn't mean he won't use punishment as a teacher, if he deems fit, be prepared for a long night ;

sometimes he'll throw in some chemicals that act as a sex pollen, to either heighten your senses or/and increase your sexual desires, with consent of course

sensory deprivation for sure, blindfolded being his favorite among all for sure

× not an exhibitionist, he rather keep your body for his own private viewing and enjoyment

× a very verbal man during sex, either praises or degrading, sometimes he's feral side comes through and mixes both together, but it's always a good mix ;

"you're taking me so well, my darling. keep squeezing around me and i'll make sure to reward you well." Fenrir growls, his thrusts and pace unrelenting.

with your hands tied behind your back, cheeks pressed into the bed, there really wasn't much that you could say in response. all you could focus on was the feeling of Emil filling you up over and over again, his heat piercing you over and over again, pressing against all of your sweet spots.

"am i pleasuring you so well you can't even speak out a simple sentence? such a well behaved darling, letting me use your body like this." he chuckles and landed a slap on your ass cheeks, "keep still my darling, we still got a long night ahead.".

-

"you taste so sweet, give me more, use me to feel good." Emil breathed out, then pulling you down into his face by holding your thighs down. having you sit on his face has always been his favorite position. your hot flesh pressed against him while his tongue works in wonders on your heat, with his fingers digging into your skin, sure to leave marks but he'll kiss it later anyway. as moans of his name leaves your mouth, you can't help but to notice his very erect cock, it's head covered in pre-cum. with your blurry vision, you leaned down to reach your mouth onto his dick, taking him into your mouth.

feeling the heat of your mouth warped around him, Fenrir lets out a deep growl, then letting go of your heat, moving his fingers takes his tongue's place, thrusting inside and out slowly while stretching you out, "such a good darling, pleasing me so good.".

-

× will be romantic during special occasions, and he'll pull up all the stops, all the way from rose petals to candles and anything he feels will help set the mood

× plenty of aftercare, during both romantic and punishment sessions, he may bully you once in a while but he still loves and cherishes you very much

× for sure ties up his hair during sex

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working on ;

. kali nsfw headcannons . twitch a to z . vigil prompt . harry (six) jealousy

thank you, have a lovely day ahead and happy new year!

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ruin my life

gekko x reader

synopsis; in which gekko panics and says the opposite of how he really feels

genre; angst with happy ending

words: 2162

after the successful mission, you headed back to the headquarters along with the other agents. everyone was in high spirits, chatting with each other on the chopper back, and you were no exception.

"totally dude! i never know wings could have jumped that high!" Gekko joked with Brim as you watched from your seat beside him. this is what you admired about Mateo, his energy along with his cheerful nature was such a huge contrast to every other agent, making him stand out in your eyes.

as you felt the exhaustion catch up to you, you did the only thing that you could think of,

"Mateooo," you dragged his name out, making him turn his attention to you.

"what's up, cariño? are you feeling tired?" Mateo asked as he gently pushed your head onto his shoulder.

"mhm, i'm gonna get some shut eye." you muttered, then gathering up all your remaining energy, you wrapped your arms around Mateo's arm, holding it close to your chest.

Gekko let out a silent chuckle, leaning his head onto yours, "rest well, cariño. i'll be here." then returning to his conversation with Brim.

as you drifted off to sleep, you felt Mateo's hand slowly interlace with yours, but maybe it was just the sleep haziness or part of your wishful thinking.

-

"... cariño, wake up we're home." Mateo's voice faded in as your heavy eyelids started to open, seeing Mateo's face barely inches away from yours.

as you felt your cheeks start to heat up, you jolted awake and created some distance between the two of you,

"thanks Mateo." you muttered as you started stretching as an excuse to look away from him, "let's go."

rising from your seat, you slowly made your way out of the chopper, with Gekko close behind you.

slowly catching up to the other agents, you felt recharged and perhaps, ready to join the conversation once again with Mateo by your side of course.

"the lovebirds are finally here." Phoenix joked as you and Gekko walked into his view, "where have you two been?"

Gekko rubbed his hands to the back of the neck, "well someone was deep asleep, i had to wake them up." then eyeing you.

raising both your hands up in the air, you playfully rolled your eyes at Mateo, "it's not my fault that i did most of the heavy work, of course i would be tired."

he only laughed as he placed his hands on your lower back, pushing you to join the rest, "whatever you say, your highness."

as everyone settled down onto the seats in the cookhouse, conversation flowed among everyone and soon it landed on the theme of the upcoming valentines day.

"oh come on! we all know that you like (y/n)! the two of you are always so sticky with each other, you even call her 'darling'!" Phoenix countered back to Gekko.

both yours and Mateo's cheeks were bright red at this point, the both of you were indeed close, very close. practically spending all your free time with each other, going to the same site together and having each other's backs. Gekko's endearing nicknames for you, ranging from 'dear' to even 'love' on times where he slipped up. if other didn't know any better, they would have thought the two of you were a couple, a very sweet one too.

maybe this was the time that Mateo confessed, your hopes were high, a smile started to form on your face as your hands unconsciously reached out for Mateo's.

as the pressure from the rest started to pile up, Gekko was starting to feel the weight of it all, and in a split second, a totally unthought through decision, he sputtered out,

"no! i don't like them like that! we're just... very uhh, good friends! that's all!" Mateo said all this while waving his hands around in the air, face still beet red, "there's nothing more than that between us!"

and just like that, the room fell silent. your face even redder, your hands stopping it their tracks. did you have the wrong impression this whole time? as all the endearing nicknames, physical contact, time spent together just... nothing?

"ah you should have said so bro! we would have quit it." Phoenix dismissed Gekko, and soon the conversation resume among all the agents, except you and Gekko.

with your gaze stuck on your lap, you couldn't find the right words to say. your vision started to blur as tears started welling up, you had it wrong the whole time.

"i-i." Gekko felt the regret instantly after the words left his mouth, he loved you but he just couldn't get it out correctly.

turning to face you and his hands desperately seeking you out, anything to undo the words he said, "cariño, listen please. i didn't mean-"

"it's okay, i had it wrong the whole time, it seems." you dryly chuckled to yourself, "we're just friends, that's all." your finger fiddling with the knot of the the matching bracelet he made for you on your birthday, undoing it then placing it on the table in front of him, "let's just take it as none of... whatever we had, never happened, Gekko."

your use of his code name freezed his once warm heart. standing up to leave the cookhouse, you left Gekko alone with the weight of his regret, stuck and unable to move as he watched you retreat away from him.

Gekko's buddies sensing his hurt, materialised and gather around him, in an effort to comfort him.

"what do I do now?" he held his head in his hands, "she mean the world to me, heck, I.. I love her. I don't know why i said that." he muttered, brain racing to find a solution to the mess he created.

his time was ticking, a countdown to the end and potential ruination of your relationship.

-

for the next few days, you kept your distance between Gekko and yourself. anything to reduce the number of times he took up in your brain, heart as well. out of sight, out of mind.

your room, now devoid from anything that he gave you. the picture of the two of you as missing from your desk, his jacket he gave you after you complained to him about how cold the admin office is, now missing from your closet but not throw away. you could never bring yourself to throw away anything he gave you. it's just that, it was still too much to even look at the things that reminded you for him.

while you were trying to keep him out of your mind, Gekko was busy trying to claw his away back into your life. at first he tried going to find you on his own, hoping that his sincerity would get to you.

-

humming to yourself, you stood and waited for your instant noodles to be fully cooked while browsing your feed.

"cariño. please hear me out." his voiced made you turn to attention to him. and indeed, there he stood, a bouquet of flowers in his hand and a cup of bubble tea in his other hand.

just like that, your headache and heartache appeared. turning to make an escape, Gekko's body stood in the way.

"what do you want, Gekko?" you mumbled, still trying to dodge around him and head for the door.

"please just hear me out, it's not what it seems.".

"yeah yeah. you already said your peace, just leave me alone.". you placed your hands on his upper arm, "i have places to be."

just as quick as your noodles cooked, you were out of the break room. not very quick to be honest.

-

soon, more attempts to get through to you were made by Gekko, anything under the sun that he could think of has been attempted.

waiting for you to end your lecture? done.

ordering food to your room and bribing the chef to write out, 'please call me back' on the omelet? check.

pasting sticky notes on your room door? yeap.

since all that didn't work, Gekko had to use his triumph card, the forbidden cuteness of wingman. he knew you could never turn down wingman.

his plan? we'll see.

today, an innocent but heartbroken you laid in your bed, soaking in your thoughts, maybe it would be better to just-

a knock on your door stopped your train of thoughts, it's 8pm, what could be awaiting you at this time?

dragging yourself to the door, you wearily opened it, only to see no one at the door, until you felt a soft yet familiar touch on your shin. looking down, you saw the one and only wingman.

he stood at your feet, looking up at you with an piece of paper in his hands that reads,

'i lost gekko, please help me :_('

you couldn't help but let out a slight smile, you indeed could not turn down the cuteness of wingman. as you bent down to pick him up, Gekko slowly made his way from around the corner, with yet another bouquet of flowers in his hand.

rolling your eyes, you swiftly swooped wingman up in your arms and shut your door before he could get to you.

leaning against the door, you held wingman tight against you. Gekko on the other side of the door softly knocking and pleading for you to open the door to him.

"please cariño. just 1 minute, then i'll l-leave you alone if you want me to. i'll never speak to you again if that's what you wish but please give me 1 mintues.".

wingman snuggled close to you, he missed you just as much as Gekko does. his soft purrs were like slowly coaxing your tears out again. you missed Mateo even more than you could ever admit.

"i don't know why i said those words, i should have thought it through first. now i messed up our relationship." Mateo slumped against the door and slid down onto the floor, leaning his head against the door, "truth is, i- i don't know if it's too sudden to say this but, i love you. so fucking much."

your heart skipped a beat, the three words you were waiting to hear him Mateo had finally reached your ears. now your heart just need to hear a reason to remove the barrier between the both of you.

"if i could do it all over again i would, i would tell you that i love you in front of everyone. i missed you so very much these few days, it really feels like it's been a thousand years. shit, i miss you so much my love."

your tear were already full streaming down your face, your initial fear of yet another heartbreak has dissipated fully, and now, all that you wanted is to do is be wrapped in Mateo's arms. spill your heart out along with your undying love for him. this was more than enough reason for your heart to remove the barrier between the both of you.

"it's been a minute, i understand. i'm sorry for hurting you my love- cariño. i won't bother you anymore."

Mateo's dejected tone was enough to make you shoot up from the floor and press the handle of the door down before you could even fully gain your balance.

and there he was, stumbling backwards from the sudden loss of support, landing at your feet.

immediately, he grabbed you by the shoulder and pulled you into his warm and strong arms, the same ones that will always have your back in any situation.

nuzzling his face into your hair, he mumbled a mix of apologies and appreciation, all while wingman hugs your leg.

"Mateo." you sighed into his chest, tightening your grip around his waist.

"yes, mi amor?" Mateo answered, pulling back to rest his forehead against yours.

smiling, you placed your hands on his cheeks and pulled him closer. with a gentle whisper, "i love you, Mateo.".

his cheeks burned up and in yet another rash move, Mateo placed his lips onto yours, his hands sliding up to the back of your neck to deepen the kiss.

the both of you only pulled away when wingman started to whine about this sudden public display of affection. laughing, you picked wingman up and guided him into your room, landing on your bed where Mateo took you back into his embrace.

"i missed you." he sighed into your hair once again.

"i know, my dear." chuckling, you gestured towards wingman, "so much that i couldn't resist wings.".

laughing, Gekko nodded and gave wingman a fist bump to his buddy, "thanks wings." chirping in response, wingman snuggled up the the both of you.

somethings can never be undone, but with sincerity and a pure heart, nothing is really impossible. this is love in the purest form, in all it's patience and forgiveness.

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new beginnings ; requests

hello, i am once again opening requests, here are the fandoms that i'm writing for

rainbow six siege

valorant

please include your requests in the following format:

fandom

character

reader's gender

brief summary of your request

please send them to my inbox/asks, thank you for your requests. do allow me some time to get to your requests. i look forward to your stories and prompts, see you in my inbox.

alex , 24 december 2023

"trust the process, the result and the reason why"

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new beginnings

hello my precious, i hope this update finds you well.

this is a new beginning, for both me and this blog, i will be once again opening requests, there will be more information in the next post.

thank you for still being here, even if things are not going well, i am with you. we'll brave the storm together.

during the time that i have been missing, i've got a full time job and am now working on my career, as well as obtained my second diploma, i missed this blog and i've been itching to start writing again, so here i am.

i hope to see your stories, updates, requests and anything you would like to share in my inbox soon. from now on, we will move ahead together!

alex, 24 december 2023

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Hi! I’ve been reading your writings since you started and you motivated me to write fanfics of my own. I’m so glad to see this might be a (possible) return! Hope everything is fine <33

hi! your writings are good, keep up the good work! ❤️

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You’re back? How are you?

hey! I don't wanna promise anything but yeah guess I'm kind of back ❤️‍🔥🌸

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“private but never a secret” - SAS

- in which they make your private relationship feel like a secret -

genre: angst

bad liar - imagine dragons

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Mute /  Mark R. Chandar

mark oh, mark. why must you hold your tongue so much? when will you see that it’s not your personality that makes others avoid you, but rather, it’s your unwillingness to open up.

everyone knew that Mark was a man of few words, that is on the rare occasions that he chooses to speak, short and concise replies. and that’s one of the qualities that you loved him for, even without words, Mark never fails to show you the untouchable spot that you hold in his heart and his loyalty to you was never questioned.

but some days, you wished that he uses his words instead. some days where everything is a blur, where everyone’s action doesn’t seem to reach your hazy mind, some days where the world seems to be against you and only you.

on the days where you reached for his hands or even his pinky in silence, only for him to push it away as everyone continued chatting in the canteen and gave you a side eye of disapproval. when you leaned on his shoulder after a particularly tiring mission, only for him to jerk his shoulders up and lightly shook his head as he kept his gaze forward.

you understood, you really did. being in the military, love wasn’t frowned upon but everyone knew the baggage that love would bring, you knew that love would only complicate things on the battlefield and get in the way of operations. but was it so hard for Mark to give you even a little reassurance, if everyone was okay with it, why wasn’t he? 

so as you watched everyone pick names from the cup for this ‘7 minutes in heaven’ challenge, fear started to fester in your heart, what if Mark picked another name that isn’t yours? would he reject and let everyone know about the two of you, or go with it. 

everyone knew what this challenge was, pick a random piece of paper, read the name on it, get into the room for 7 minutes and whatever happens in there, stays in that room and between the two.

“oi mate, who did cha’ get?” Porter asked as he nudged Mark’s shoulder, peering over to see the name written on the tiny piece of paper, “i’m hoping ta’ get **, i’ve been wanting ta’ ask them out for so darn long.”

you watched as Mark slowly opened the paper and Porter’s reaction anything but reassuring, and as the chemical engineer started to nudge Mark and started to bounce in his spot and chanting, “no way, no fuckin way mate!” .

Mark shook his head and folded the paper, then looking down at his phone.

“alright guys! let’s start with ** , who you got?” Grace beamed as she turned to the person on her right as they looked up slowly then your partner’s name left their mouth.

everyone hoots and yells filled the room, as you watched your partner stood up. maybe it was wishful thinking on your end to think that Mark would announce to everyone that the both of you were dating. but your heart dropped as he looked towards them and nodded silently. there was no way you could stay quiet this time and let this slide.

“Mark.” 

your voice made everyone quiet down, their curiosity peaked.

“you’re going through with this, this game?” you asked, hands slightly balled up.

he stood and looked at you, quietly as usual.

“i wasn't planning on doing anything.” as usual, short replies and straight to the point, only this time you couldn’t tell if he was being honest.

you could only stare at him, speechless. did he really think that going though with it and no doing anything was a better option that just letting everyone know?

Porter watched as the pieces began to click in his head, “the both of you together or somethin' ?”

now, more than ever, you wished Mark used his words instead. but he stood quiet, just standing there as he always does.

** spoke up as they felt the tension between the two of you, “hey... let’s move on to the next person alright?” as they slowly made their way back to their seat.

“no.” you whispered, “no, its fine,” louder this time, “if this is how Mark wants to be, then so be it.” you aired as you turn your gaze to Mark who was still rooted in the same spot, 

“have fun doing nothing in that room.”

as you made your way out of the room, Mark never head footstep so loud and for the first time in his life,

he wished he said something. 

this is the sound of walking away.

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Sledge /  Seamus Cowden

seamus oh, seamus. why must you always be the life of the party? there’s nothing wrong with being a wallflower. when will you see that it’s okay to lay low and be the one laughing at jokes and not be the one telling it.

true to the opening that Elena wrote in his biography, “coming through!” would be enough to describe Seamus. his kindness and loud personality is what makes Seamus uniquely him. there isn’t a single person in the base that hasn’t heard his voice, everyone knew who Seamus Cowden is, the life of the party, the hammer in Rainbow. always the one to break out, create a path for others to take, the one to lead the way.

and tonight, it was truly the time for his personality to shine. Harry held a celebration, a party if you would call it that, after the victory that Team Rainbow clutched, a warm get together is only right. not to mention the new blood and talent that Harry recruited, this was a good opportunity for them to integrate themselves and get to know their future teammates.

Seamus, being himself. was the life of the party, ushering in new operators and familiar faces. shaking hands and heartfelt hugs to everyone and you were no exclusion. 

hugging you tightly against his chest, he gave you a soft kiss on the top of your head, “darlin, i’ll be right with you, tonight is going to be so fun! i would love to spend the night with you but there are VIPs and new faces that i have to bring in.” and just like that, you felt his warmth leave your body as he made his way though the crowd and soon your eyes lost track of him among the people.

the night went on even without Seamus by your side but the company that your fellow operators gave you was enough. but the longer you pushed into the night, the louder the crowd seemed to be and the more you longed for the safety of your partner’s arms.

but whenever you managed to find him among the crowd, the same excuse would always leave his mouth.

“i’d love to keep your company but i have some things to settle, i’ll be right with you okay?”

and just like that, you’re on your own. 

here’s the thing about Seamus, he’d rather have the spotlight alone than be around others in the audience. there’s nothing wrong with that, but when you wanted his company, he’d rather run around and keep others warm and welcomed than you.

and right now, you’re trying your best to persuade him to not do this stand up set and come relax with you for the night.

“babe, listen i promised Harry that i would, and plus i already have the materials ready!” he replied as he kept his eyes on the cars in his hands, “and no one knows about us, it’ll be weird for me to be all up on you.”

and you’d be lying if you said that his statement didn’t hurt you.

“then let’s use this time to let everyone know, i don’t like this hiding game we’re playing,” you pleaded with him, the tiredness of the night starting to settle in, “and wouldn’t Porter and Craig also be having their own sets tonight? i’m sure Harry wouldn’t mind if you sat this one out.”

“ we talked about this before.’ he gritted through his teeth, “i’ll be with you when this night ends okay. i gotta make everyone feel at home.” he sighed. 

and just on time, Harry called his name from the stage, “it’s my time to shine, see you later.” 

and without waiting for your response, he left and took his solo spotlight on the small stage.

retreating to your spot among the audience, you dropped down onto the seat in defeat, looking up at Seamus, it almost seemed like it’s a little too lonely on the stage.

his words and jokes were all a blur to you, all you knew is that if he’s going to choose everything over you, then so be it. 

standing up to leave for the night, and uber already booked. you spared one last look at Seamus, who still was soaking in the glow of the spotlight before leaving the chalet. this is defeat for you, he can have the spotlight alone.

Seamus watched from his peripheral version, and he couldn’t ignore the clenching of his heart. he knew what he said was wrong but in his mind, the show must go on.

and finally he knew the meaning of what you would always tell him,

the bottom is lonely, and so is the top.

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smoke /  James Porter

james oh, james. why must you be so reckless? being cautious is never a bad thing, it’s okay to have a plan, life isn’t always meant to be filled with surprises. when will you see that a little thought, planning, thinking before talking will lead you further than reckless adventures ever will.

keeping your relationship a thing between the both of is something that the both of you agreed on. you both agreed that it was going to be a private thing, but never a secret, if someone were to ask the both of you agreed to tell.

it wasn’t a bad thing, but some days you wish that the two of you could just act like a normal and open couple and today was one such day. 

turning your head from the sounds of the clinic’s door slam open only to watch James limp into room while keeping his arm around Mark for support made your heart ache, but made your body move even faster as you rushed to your partner’s side.

“what happened?” you rushed, quickly holding James’s hands in yours as you examined his face then body for wounds as Mark slowly sat James down, looking up at him for an answer.

“he detonated a smoke canister, blocking his view from an oncoming R4C.” Mark explained, then looked at Santiago stood at the door who had his head down.

you nodded as you started to undress James to better access his wounds.

“you need to take better care of yourself.” you said, eyes on the wounds and mentally counting them.

“less talkin’, more fixing yeah?” James grunted, his arms going up to cover his eyes.

clicking your tongue, you began fixing your partner up, “i am your-”

“nurse, doctor. i get it.” James cut you off before you could finish your sentence as he looked around the room, hands waving you off and shutting his eyes once more, “whatever”. he knew that that wasn’t what you originally was going to say. 

“still being stubborn even with a gash this big?” you bit back at your partner, typical James.

continuing to sterilize his wounds, you looked around the room to see if the other operators are still there. yeap, Mark was sitting in silence, watching from the corner of the room while Santiago stayed leaned against the door, still thinking of an apology.

“James, please look after yourself more, i won’t always be around to patch you up.”

“there are other doctors and nurses here, you’re not the only one.” James groaned as he felt the alcohol start to sting into his skin.

maybe it was the pain or the frustration making him behave like this but either ways, you weren't going to let him speak to you like that.

 “well,” you grit as you applied more pressure to his wound, making him hiss in pain, “i wouldn’t talk to the person who’s treating you in that manner.”

here’s the thing about James, his bark is worse than his bite. always talking to cause the most damage as possible without thinking of the repercussions, he’ll deal with it when it comes. 

“you’re just a doctor to me, just do your job.”

the silence that followed brought tension along with it, your movement stopped as you turned to look at your partner who has a scowl on his face. you knew that he was just saying it in the moment and it was just his reckless behavior coming through, but it sure did hurt. plus, this wasn’t the first time he had snapped at you.

the rest of the patching up was done in silence, all the fight you had in you had left, as you’re going to do exactly what he asked you to. just do your job, since you’re just his doctor to him and not a lover that would bend backwards for him, a lover that would do anything for him, a lover that was his lover.

placing down the bandage, you took off your gloves and turned away from James as you wrote his prescription form,

“bring this to the pharmacy, they’ll dispense the necessary medication to you. take care.” you stated as you passed the form to him.

and for once, James could feel the coldness coming from you. every time in the past where he snapped at you, you would just let it slide, using his personality as an excuse. letting him weasel his way back to you with sweet nothings and little punishment but this time was different.

“come on James, let’s go. i’ll let you use me as a crutch.”  Santiago joked, trying to lighten the mood.

but James shook his head, “i think i got an std, i’m gonna use this opportunity to get it checked out.” as he turned to you, “privacy please.”

Mark just nodded and stood up to leave while Santiago was trying his best to hold in his laughter, “ppft ,sure thing man. could have told me this before i let you tap it last week.” and quickly making his way out before James could give him a good smack.

ignoring the banter, you continued your work at your station.

“love, i’m in pain. could i get some extra tender loving care?” James whimpered as he limped to your side.

but the response he got anything but tender.

“don’t call me that and it would be out of the scope of my duty as a doctor to do that.” you stated, standing up to leave the room, “but if you feel like the steel surgery bed gives you what you need, be my guest to sleep on it.”

before you left the room, leaving James on his own, you spoke once more with your back faced towards him,

“i’m just your doctor, i’m just here to do my job.” 

as James stood alone in the room, he started to remember the moment where the both of you would hang out here, eating together and chatting while the both of you were still lovers, the room was nothing but home to him.

and now this room was nothing but a room to him. he never knew that he could find home in someone, sadly he had to learn this way.

the same recklessness of his that brought him so far could only carry him for so long before it turned on him.

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thatcher /  Mike Baker

mike oh mike. why do you always hold grudges? people do us wrong and sometimes, they never meant to do so, even if they did, it isn’t always your job to even the playing field and get even with them. when will you see that the grudges that you’re holding onto is only hold you down.

one thing that was clear to everyone about Mike was that he held grudges. no matter how far away from the future it was or how small it was, Mike had to get even. being born from a place of expectations where his real dreams were stripped away from him at a young age, he knew nothing but grudges against those who made him where he is today. 

however, the grudges he carry also played a part in landing him the position he is today, highly respected and even envied by many. Mike is able to channel his anger to make it work for him and to those who have wronged him or anyone he loves.

but it doesn’t always work in his favor, this is where his grudge becomes a double edged sword, his habit does not discriminate. despite his love for you, you’re not spared against it.

“Mike!” you yelled as you chased after your partner after the stunt he just pulled, and when you finally catch up to him, you yanked him by his sleeve to make him face you.

“hands off,” Mike ruffed as he shrugged your hold off of him, “what do you want from me?”

baffled by his response, you furrowed your brows, “what do i want from you? i want you to explain what the hell you just said just now!”

Mike just started to straightened his sleeve, “i meant it when i said that having you on my team is a terrible decision.” without looking back at you, he stretched his back and arms before continuing his sentence, “and i’m not apologizing for not telling anyone that we’re together.”

“what’s so wrong with letting others know about us?” you gasped, “why do i always have to be kept as a secret?”

keeping his silence, Mike just turned away and started to walk away from you, “and you started it first.”

now he's really pushing it too far, as you wreck your brain for a possible reason that 'you started it' , thinking back on the times where you perhaps had stepped on his tail, be it knowingly or unknowingly.

"Mike! is it the time where I called you old fashioned in front of your friends?"

when he kept his silence and gaze forwards but stopped in his tracks, you knew you had hit the nail square on the head.

"that was so long ago! and I have already apologised for it mulitple times!" you stated as you walked in front of him to face him, "but if you want me to apologise again, I will. I'm sorry Mike, it was really rude of me to say that and embarass you like that in front of your friends."

taking his hands in yours, you hoped that it was enough to get through to your partner and his nature.

"fine." he grumbled as he pushed your hands off his and continued to walk back to the canteen, "I'm tired, let me go and rest."

as he walked further and further, leaving you behind, still rooted into the ground,

"I said I'm sorry Mike!", hoping that he'll turn around and take you along with him.

he just nodded and waved you off.

even though he had got more apologies than needed from you and the score had already been more than settled, and he won.

yet the same weight still weighs his heart down. the weight of holding a grudge way past it's expiry date, this is the loneliness only he knows, the loneliness only he can get rid of.

he won the battle but lost the war, the battle being his pride and grudges, and the war?

you.

[wastedr00k]

montagne x reader ; limit - photosynthesis -

just like a plant, Giles grew. 

as his heart and body changed, so did his feelings towards everyone and he soon grew a ‘hero complex’ , thinking he has to protect everyone in the face of danger, everyone except you. as he grew, you shrank. the more the shined the duller you become. and yet, the more he took from you, the deeper your love for him.

as the scythe he carried grew heavier and larger, the smaller your wings span shrunk, the more feathers you lose.

but you didn’t mind, you were here to support him in the spotlight, not steal it from him. you didn’t mind that the feathers on your wings has long fallen off from the arguments and from his growth. it was almost comical, the way you used your own shine to nurture him at the cost of yourself, they’ll grow back anyway. it was what you owed him after all.

but it’s worth it right?

it was worth it watching him fall in love with someone else, to watch him go crawling back to him every time, to watch him turn away whenever she kissed another guy, to watch him destroy himself while you, oh foolish you, kept giving all that you have left. 

because he’ll come to his senses one day, right?

“you know what she’s doing, stop turning away from it Giles.” you yelled as he continued to run with all his might, in hopes that he’ll forget.

struggling to keep up with him, your hands always seem to be mere inches away from him. “Giles! please stop, you know that it isn’t worth it, she isn’t worth it!” 

halting in his steps, he turned around to face you with nothing but anger in his eyes, “she isn’t worth it? how dare you say that?” he thundered towards you, “you know who isn’t worth it? you!”

you stopped as your hands went up to clutch your chest in shock, tears already welling up in your eyes as your feathers started to sting again. but it didn’t matter to Giles, he was taking his anger out on you, ruthlessly.

“you did nothing for me my whole life!”

did he forget when you held him in your arms and wings as he cried for the whole night after finding out she slept with someone else for months behind his back?

it’s okay, he’s just stressed out

“you were never there for me in any way!”

did he forget when you watched with pride as he collected his graduation certificate, or that time when you pushed him out of the way of an on coming car, or when you took notes for him while he slept during his classes?

it’s okay, a little more and it’ll be over

“you were nothing but a burden to me in my whole damn life!”

were you a burden when you lend him a shoulder to cry on, when you gave him advice, when you told him that it was all going to be okay?

it’s okay, this will help him feel better

and finally, silence.

Giles’s chest heaved as he kept his brows knotted, fist clenched and teeth gritted and feet firmly planted into the ground. 

it was such a contrast to you, you who were floating above the ground, hands clutching each other, eyes widened with tears. your wings are now nothing but ashes, blackened from the venom that Giles spat at you.

as the both of you continued this silent stand off, you decided to back down, like you always do. with his scythe as your neck, you bowed in defeat, “i’m sorry, my dear.”

still fuming from his rage, still too prideful to lower his scythe and apologize, he turned away from you and continued to run, knowing he’ll have to make it up to you later with sweet lies, but for now, his own pride is still latching onto him. there’s no way he’ll bow to you now.

as you slowly recollected yourself, lifting your head to see him running further and further away from you, down a path of nothing but misery.

it was worth it watching him work himself half to death for a sliver of recognition, to patch him up whenever he came back bruised as the cuts dried on his skin, to watch as he hung more medals up on his walls. to watch him use himself as a human shield.

because that’s what makes him happy right?  

as you floated above his bed, you watched quietly as Giles opened up his acceptance letter to the **** , his smile couldn’t be wider as he turned to you and brought the letter up to your face.

“I made it! they’re accepting me!” he beamed at you and continued texting everyone he knows about the news.

“why must you chase this?”

“why shouldn’t I? I’ve been dreaming of this for my whole life! since i was a kid and when i had my first toy tank, I knew that this is something I’m willing to chase.” he quipped back to you, “can you just support me for once? this is me doing what I love like you’ve always told me to.”

as your brows furrowed, you floated down to keep your eyes level with his, “i only told you to love yourself, my dear Giles.” reaching out to hold his hands in yours, as another feather starts getting corrupted with ashes. 

“isn’t doing something I love a way of loving myself?” he shooed you away, like he always had, as his phone screen lit up with yet another person calling him to congratulate him.

“loving yourself? you call this loving yourself? you call sending yourself to war loving yourself? you’re not loving yourself, you’re loving the recognition, it’s not the same thing.” you muttered, hands softly touching the new scars on your wings, “i want to keep you safe, with me.”

just like a plant, he grew and just like a light source that couldn’t be keep powered forever, you became dimmer and dimmer.

“i don’t mind becoming dimmer, if it makes you shine brighter, my darling.”

[wastedr00k]

it was fun, but goodbye

hello my love, this will be the last time i’m updating this blog, i no longer have it in me to keep writing or in fact to keep going in this thing we call life. thank you for all your support despite my unclear and inconsistent upload schedule. to those who still have requests that i have yet to complete, i apologize from the bottom of my heart. i’m sure that there are many other writers that can write your ideas out better than i could ever.

it has been a wonderful journey with you guys, to those who comments, those who just read my writings, those who requests, those who leave notes, those who messaged me. thank you so much for letting my imagination have a stage and place to run free. 

this will be goodbye, take care of yourselves and live life to the fullest, the best gift that can be given to you is life itself. cherish every moment and live in it, if not for yourself then do it for me.

perhaps we will meet again in the future, but for now, thank you and farewell, my internet family. i love all of you with all of my heart.

to bring emotions, breathe through words, speak for the imaginations that set us free, to be human 

- alex 7/2/2021

[wastedr00k]

hi :) idk if youre able to do any requests rn but if you could do something with ace x reader? like angst perhaps :) i dont know if youd be fine doing him, so if not ace, maybe lion? just something sad. if youd like, it can end being fluffy or it can end sad :) take your time if youre able to do this ofc!!

frantically trying to keep your jacket around Håvard’s shaking body and ignoring the uncontrollable shivering of your own , your own breath forming a cloud of smoke in front of you, tears fogging up your vision as you continued to chat reassurance to the love of your life that was slipping away from your grasp.

“hold on a little longer, they’ll be here soon.” your voice shaky with uncertainty.

chuckling, Håvard shook his head, even he knew how this was going to end, regardless of whether the both of you wanted it or not, “i’m sorry my darling, dying in your arms is right where I'm supposed to be. I'm not afraid as long as you're next to me- ” his uncontrollable cough cut his sentence in half before you could, your hands tightening around one of his many wounds.

“no no no, we’ll make it out alive! just a little longer, don’t you leave me alone.” you cried out, leaning down to cover his cold and unresponsive lower body, you had to keep him as warm as possible.

your lover just smiled as he reached out with a bloody hand to cup your face, giving you a soft kiss and maybe even a last parting one, “i can’t move anymore, my dear ,they’ll come and get you, promise me you won’t let me drag you down.”

now unable to reply, your tears and cries of agony spoke on your behalf, your hands clutching his tightly, body hunched over in pain as the both of your prepare of the unknown coming it’s way.

as the snow continued to fall, the sound of an incoming helicopter made your head peak up and as soon as you saw the familiar chopper, you immediately reached for the flare and firing it up, you can’t afford to let them slip away.

“a little more Håvard! they’re here!” you yelled over the loud sound of the blades of the helicopter making its way to the both of you, “i won’t let you go!”

looking down at him, his eyes were closed and his hands has long slip away from yours, and his now limp body in your lap, seems like he’d slip away without your noticing.

the rest were a blur, your screams and cries of resistance against the other operators now pulling you away from your lover’s body, insisting that they had to leave without him as enemy reinforcements were already on it’s way, you had to leave.

“no! bring him along he’s still alive! don’t do this to me!” your cries fruitless as they hauled you onto the helicopter, strapping you in as you watched them take off without Håvard, the others holding you down as you fought against them.

the bullets from the enemy resistance now zapping it’s way up to the helicopter, making Marius sped the chopper up and way from your lover as your cries and screams rang throughout the cold and gloomy sky.

[wastedr00k]

If you’re stressed or feeling down, have some motivation. 

[wastedr00k]

If you still doing a-z, will you do a, p, m for Maverick? By the way, I love all your stories! Keep it up.. 💕

thank you! i’m glad you like my writings!<3

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a: aftercare ;

Erik is out cold once he cum, like he’ll just flop down onto bed and just sleep. he’ll tell you to help yourself be it by grinding on his thighs or cock, maybe even with a sex toy. he’s never the one to clean you up, just out cold after cumming.

“help yourself, i’m gonna catch some zzz, my dear.”

you’re gonna be the one who cleans up and even position his body so that you can sleep or cuddle with him, but he’ll wake up hours later to cuddle you better and keep your body close to his.

p: pace ;

hard and fast, no mercy. Erik spends all his energy to fuck you as hard as he can so he cums as soon as possible. even on special occasions he’ll fuck and then just go to sleep.

but spends more time on foreplay, during foreplay Erik will take his time and slow down his pace to tease you and draw it out longer than it has to be. other than that he prefers to take the fastest route to cum as possible.

m: motivation ;

purely pleasure and honestly to pleasure himself more than to pleasure you. maybe a little to hear you beg for him to fuck you already, he’ll gladly jack off if you’re not around.

[wastedr00k]

Hi love! I really love your work and thought maybe you'd be up to write some mute/reader smut after he gets home from a mission? Thank you very much! 💖

as Mark slowly turned the door knob, he’s greeted with a dark house and a figure laying on the couch as soft breaths of air left their mouth, fast asleep it seems. he smiled and locked the door behind him, softly placing his huge backpack down onto the floor and made his way towards the figure.

Mark picked you up slowly and walked into the bedroom, placing you down onto the bed and taking a moment to take in the image of your peaceful sleeping figure, he felt so damn lucky to have you.

after Mark took a shower, he made his way back to the bed where you were still fast asleep, his eyes roaming over your sleeping figure, the strap of your singlet falling over your shoulder and your legs hiked up, exposing a little of your underwear, and the sight was enough for his cock to slowly harden. deciding to take off his underwear,  Mark slipped into bed beside you, turning your body and hooked his arm under your leg and slowly lifted it up, his other hand rubbing the head of his cock against your opening, wetting it with his precum.

Mark’s mouth gently nibbling the side of your neck, tongue darting out to give your skin a little lick, and as he slowly eased himself into you, he let out a sigh of relief, the familiar feeling of your warm and soft heat gripping onto his hard cock felt so damn good. now with his cock in you, his hand moved away from his cock and to your mouth instead, parting your lips to push two of his fingers into your mouth, toying with your tounge.

his hip soon got to work and thrusting into you, sometimes stopping to grinding against you, Mark’s breath stated to get inconstant as he felt himself coming closer to cumming in you.

“M-Mark?” 

your voice soft and unstable as you start to wake up, the feeling of his cock stretching you out and rubbing against your sweet spot just the way you like it and his fingers in your mouth were driving you insane and you knew to start begging him to go faster,

“f-faster please, right t-there..”

Mark smirked and sped up his thrust, fingers reaching from under your leg to toy with you even more and pulling your hips flush against his.

“ M-Mark!” you cried out as he hit your sweet spot right on with the head of his cock, just the way you liked it, “g-gonna cum!” after months without him, you couldn’t hold back any longer.

“cum darling, cum around my cock.” Mark whispered and sped up his thrusts and going deeper into you each time, “make yourself feel good with my cock.”

groaning and jerking your body, you felt yourself cum hard around your boyfriend’s cock, biting down on his fingers as you released with Mark deep inside you and soon it was his turn, non-stopping and overstimulating you even more as you felt his hot cum spurt out inside you.

Mark biting down onto your skin as his cock twitched inside you and coming down from his high, “i wanna stay inside you, so warm.”

smiling, you nodded and pushed back against him, making sure his cock is nestled deeply inside you, “i expect to be waken up by your cock in the morning.” you mumbled as you felt sleep take over you once again.

chuckling, Mark hummed against the back of your neck, “of course, gonna fuck you for days, missed you so damn much.”

“me too, Mark. me too.”

[wastedr00k]

If you still doing a-z, can you do b, c, m, o for maverick? Female reader. By the way, I love all your stories. 💕

c : cum;

Erik is a ‘straight to the point’ person, he cums and he’s done. no cumplay or anything like that, he nuts and he’s done for the day. but Erik loves to give you creampies, watching his cream slowly flow out of you is enough to give him another erection. if he’s feeling generous he’ll finger you after he’s done cumming deep inside you and watch his fingers get coated with his own cream.

as for how much he likes to make you cum, honestly 2 times max and he’s done, he’s more into teasing and foreplay than the actual act of sex, expect him to spend more time toying with your body than fucking you.

m: motivation; 

purely pleasure and honestly to pleasure himself more than to pleasure you. maybe a little to hear you beg for him to fuck you already, he’ll gladly jack off if you’re not around.

o: oral;

likes receiving more than giving, though Erik will never admit it. likes it when you use both your hands and mouth on him, not only on his dick but also his soft spots like his neck, thighs and wrist, he’ll melt into a puddle if you lick or bite on his soft spot. loves it when you suck on the head of his cock and massage his shaft, dig your nails softly into his shaft and drag to drive him into to overdrive.

on the rare occasion when he eats you out, he likes to rub his beard against your opening while he keeps his eyes on you, his hands always roaming up to your breast and teasing your nipples. him eating you out is a rare occasion, that’s what makes it better when he wakes you up by licking your pussy, fingers slowly pushing into you. but it’s a very rare occasion.  

[wastedr00k]

your writing is beyond amazing, just got done binge reading your entire master list. Thank you for sharing your amazing talent with us <3

hello! thank you for supporting me for your kind words, it means alot to me! <3 more writings to come!