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Could I request Stardew Valley Sam x OC Nsfw fic where it's her first time? If that's ok. I have my OC's bio right here.

Name: Nora 

Name Meaning:  Shining light

Gender:  Female

Height:  5’1”

Species: Human

Personality:  Patient, kind, selfless, optimistic, creative, trustworthy, steadfast, wise, righteous, intelligent, empathetic, hardworking, passionate, encouraging, respectful, caring, humble, sincere, imaginative, quiet, independent, strong-willed, observant, and honest.

Likes:  Chocolate pudding, long sleeved shirts, art, botany, note taking, environmental science, listening to music, vegetable gardening, collecting recipes, puzzles, nature, libraries and fried dough.

Dislikes:  Cruelty, arrogance, crowds, loud noises, seafood, killing, ignorance, dishonesty, arguing, negativity.

Alignment: Good

Hobbies:  Reading, crocheting, baking, cooking, crafting, drawing.

Flaws/Weaknesses:  Worrying, overworking, isolation.

Strengths:  Family and friends, positivity, uplifting words, helping others.

Age:  26

Skills:  Problem solving

Weapons:  Sword, sickle, sling 

Birthday:  December 28

Body type: Average

Appearance:  Shoulder-length curly, light blue/brown hair tied in a braid, ultramarine and turquoise eyes.

Hairstyles:  Different kinds of braids

Extra:  Is diagnosed with Arthritis in her hands and legs. Untidy hair, Insomniac, has a scar on her right and left leg and light skin tone. Naps in random places.

Hi! Yes I can do this!

DISCLAIMER: this character has arthritis in her hand, and I do not, I am not dealing with arthritis so I am not sure how to write it. After looking at a bunch of things from medical websites to tumblr posts about this. I have written this to the best of my ability.

Also most first times start out awkward as fuck. That’s just how it is. I wanted to stick to realism as much as I could

After a long day of farming in the field on what seemed like the hottest day of the summer. All I wanted to do was to see my boyfriend Sam. Today was our one year anniversary and I needed to grab a shower, although I basically got a shower of sweat when I was working. My hands and legs felt as if they were on fire today and running warm water over my joints only soothe it so much. I looked at my work on the field. I had gotten a good bit done today, the chickens were already taken care of so I didn’t have to do that.

I walked inside my house, my goal was to sit on my couch before I went to shower. Once I sat down I felt myself sink into the soft cushions. I watched the tv just procrastinating on getting to the shower, even though the hot water would ease me. I sighed and slowly stood up, my cat eyed me almost asking if I was okay. I smiled and walked to the bathroom and started the warm water. It felt good on my skin.

After my shower I felt a lot better though not completely, but definitely cleaner. I wrapped my hair in the towel and went to change into nice clothing. Since we were staying in i decided to dress comfortably too. I looked at the clock

6:30

Sam would be here in 30 minutes, we didn’t really have anything too fancy planned just a pizza and a movie. Then he would stay the night. Just cuddling and when I wake up he usually has coffee for me waiting. Though I didn’t sleep well. He would hold me and rub my hair till I fell asleep eventually. Most of the time he stayed up longer than he heeded to for me. And for that I loved him. I smiled and laid in my bed.

I heard a knock at the door then I looked at the clock, no it’s too early. Sam ran on ‘Sam’ time, which means he was never early, he comes about ten minutes late. Unless I’m with him, that’s the only time we are early. I get up and open my door to see him. The sun beaming a warm orange color on the side of his face.

“Hey babe! I know I’m early but I thought since today was special I would surprise you.” He said before kissing me. I felt my shoulders relax and all my worries, stresses, aches felt as they melted away.

We pulled away after a moment and he handed me a huge gift basket. I looked inside to find a few new crochet hooks with some yarn I pointed out to him when we were in the city. Then there were some books, a stuffed animal chicken that you could heat up, a few books I mentioned before, a blanket with a pillow attached so when I napped I could have something to lay on instead of telling him I was uncomfortable after my naps. I smiled and kissed his nose.

“I thought I had a little longer to clean up.” I mumbled. He looked at me and raised an eyebrow.

“Babe your place IS clean.”

“Not as clean as it could be. The laundry needs to be done, I need to sweep too. You weren’t-“ I started walking deeper in my house and same followed close behind.

“Babe, this place is spotless. I know I wasn’t supposed to come for another hour or so but I just missed you a lot.” He said, hugging me from behind.

“You got in trouble with the mayor again didn’t you.”

“Uh.. both of those can be true at the same time.”

“Oh god Sam wha-

“Let’s not focus too hard on it…. But I need a place to stay the night.”

“SAM!”

“I threw an egg at his house and he just opened the door at the wrong time.” He said taking his hands off of me and throwing his hands up in mock surrender. All I could do was turn around and just give the man a ‘are you for real right now? On our anniversary?’ And all the tall blond could do was just shy away from my look. Well he did try his best.

“Sam why can’t-?” I started but took a deep breath and sighed. I looked to my kitchen “I haven’t even made anything for dinner yet. And why can’t you go home?!” I asked. He turned me around and held me close to his chest.

“Easy hun. Look I’m sorry about getting into shit I know how you feel about it, but at least it was at the mayor.” He nervously chuckled.

“It’s not helping.”

“Right, but I’ll make dinner. Besides you’ve been working all day. You look tired. You know what? Go sit on the couch.” He said, pushing me to the couch.

“Sam-“ I start

“Nora baby. Don’t argue you’re over worked. You need to relax.” He said, it was soft, not demanding. We get to the couch and I sit. He kissed my forehead and walked to the back on the couch. He took my hair out of its braid and massaged my head lightly. “You do so much for this town, for me. Let me take care of you tonight.” He whispered in my ear and kissed my neck. I let out a soft sigh

“Alright Sam.” I relent. He kisses the top of my forehead. Then he just stands here a moment. Hands resting on my shoulders. I looked up to meet his gaze- well he was staring right at me. Our faces maybe inches apart.

“Have I told you how beautiful you are Nora?” He whispered. I smiled

“All the time Sam.”

“Let me tell you again then. I think you’re the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.” He whispered, leaning his forehead on mine and closing his eyes “and right now. I’m so happy to have to here with me. Hell I’m lucky.” He added.

“And im lucky to have you Sam.” I sighed and relaxed myself. Letting him rest on me for a little bit. It took a few minutes before he spoke

“Nora?” He whispered. He moved his head to the crook of my neck.

“Sam?”

“I was wondering if- I don’t want to pressure you. I know you’re nervous but, i- I want tonight to be the night.” He whispered. His voice growing more sultry. My heart jumped and my face started to burn.

“Sam i- I want to I’m just nervous I mean I’m still a virgin.” I whispered.

“I know. I just- I’m ready to take that step with you. I know your first is big. And I want to make sure you are happy and comfortable, but baby please tell me no if you don’t want to.” He whispered, his hot breath on the crook of my neck sent shivers down my spine. Of course I wanted to do this, he never pushed about it and really this was only the second time he brought it up. I was nervous, thinking all the what ifs.

“I- I’ll have to think about it.” I whispered. I expected a sigh of defeat or at least a groan. The same groan of disappointment I’ve heard from past boyfriends. But he just nodded and looked up and my with a smile and planted a kiss on my cheek.

“Take all the time you need.” He said and wrapped his arms around me. From behind the couch that couldn’t be comfortable for him

“Sam aren’t you uncomfortable?”

“Yeah but it’s fine.” He murmured in my ear. Which didn’t help the heat rushing throughout my body. “But I’ll go make dinner.” He whispered as he got up and made his way to the kitchen. Leaving me by myself.

I turned on the tv, not watching, just to have it on in the background. I let whatever was on play as I felt myself getting sleepier by the second. I finally gave in to sleep and dozed off.

It might have been an hour later before Sam woke me up from my nap.

“Oh hey babe.” I said as I stretched on the couch.

“I made dinner love. I don’t want to brag but.. I didn’t burn down the kitchen.” I chuckled as he helped me up.

Dinner was honestly better than expected. I mean I love Sam, but he’s not a chef so I think he’s been practicing this for a bit. It wasn’t too much yet it wasn’t too little. Throughout the night we had talked about our future mainly. But also anything that came to mind. It was so easy to talk to him because he would always keep the conversation going and it never felt like it was too much. It just felt… natural.

After dinner we did the dishes together. Well I told him we were doing the dishes. If we left them they would pile up and stink up the house. Of course he helped me, washing the dishes while I dried them and put them away. While we did the dishds there was a bit of silence between us. Not awkward silence, but comfortable silence.

“Do you want to stay over tonight?” I asked after a long moment of silence between us. I was nervous to ask him. Even though I knew the answer. He’s never shared a bed with me before. He stopped washing a plate and smiled

“I’d love to. Do you want me in the couch or-.”

“N-no I mean in the bed- with me.” I said muttering the last part. My face heated up as I looked at the floor. He finished washing the plate and dried his hands before turning off the sink, and wrapping his arms around my waist. He pulled me to his chest.

“Nora. You know I love you baby. So much. Are you sure you’re comfortable?” He whispered in my ear, sending a shiver down my spine.i pulled back slightly and nodded. He was silent for a moment, but then he smirked and dug his fingers into my sides and tickled me. “Is that all?” He whispered. After laughing for a moment I turned red and shook my head.

“I want to try it tonight.” I said. Well more of whispered.

“Try or do you want to do it?” He asked, a bit more serious now. After a moment of my silence he cupped my cheek. “Yes your words baby.” He whispered.

“I- I want to.” I replied he smiled and kissed my head. “I’m just nervous. I mean it’s my first time.” I added. He nodded.

“Babe, I promise you I will be as gentle as you need, I’ll listen to you, if it’s too much we can always watch a movie instead. If you’re uncomfortable with something or it doesn’t feel good for you. You need to tell me. I want to make your first time good.” He said, the serous tone he used almost caught me off guard but I nodded.

“I’ll tell you if it gets uncomfortable.” I said.

“Just remember to communicate with me, if you tell me no I won’t be upset okay?” He whispered brushing the hair off my face and placing it behind my ear. I nodded and he smiled before letting go.

“Well, let’s finish cleaning first.” He said before turning back on the water.

The cleaning shouldn’t have taken an hour to do but it did. Between the two of us goofing off and making out at the end we came to the agreement we shouldn’t clean the same room when we live together.

Soon we went to bed and changed into more comfortable clothes. I got under the covers while I waited for him to finish brushing his teeth. I couldn’t help but start to feel nervous. Why did this feel so awkward? What if it hurts? What if it feels good but I start cramping up? Sam walked out of the bathroom and sat on the side of the bed directly in front of me. I placed his hand gently over mine and I looked up at him.

“Don’t think about it.” He smiled

“Huh?”

“I mean, don’t plan it all out in your head. There’s no set way it starts, just let it happen.” He adds. I look away from him and to my lap.

“I’m just… thinking.”

“Second thoughts?”

“No. Sam I want to do this. I want this. Just what ifs.” I responded.

“What’s the first what if?” He asks. This was something we figured out how to do. If I was over thinking he would ask me to tell him my thoughts. One by one then he would ask if I wanted comfort or if I wanted to know what he thought, usually I’d want comfort but right now I just wanted to know what would happen.

“Why does it feel awkward?” I chuckled. “And I want what you think” I added. He nodded

“Well. It’s your first time. There’s no script to follow on this it just kinda has to happen naturally.” He shrugged. “What’s the second?” He asked.

“What if it hurts?”

“Well. Since it’s your first time, and you don’t use any masturbation toys it might hurt for a moment going in, but after it will feel good.“

“And if it doesn’t-“

“Baby, if it doesn’t you need to tell me. If you don’t want that but still feel horny we can do something else love.” He said in a softer voice “anymore what ifs?”

“What if I cramp up?” I asked, he just smiled.

“I’ll do the work love. Your job is to just look pretty.” I said and kissed me softly.

“I have no more what ifs.” I whispered once he pulled back. He smiled and went to lay next to me. Once he was under the covers he pulled me closer to him by my waist. I laid on his chest and took in the moment while he played with my hair. I was still nervous but I trusted Sam. I looked up and him and he smiled, laying his hand to rest of the back of my head. He took a moment before he leaned in to kiss me.

It started slow. Short kisses, which lead to more passionate kisses, before I knew it he had me on my back and he was hovering over me. He broke the kiss and kissed down my neck, the soft moans I made when his lips pressed to a sensitive spot on my neck served as an indicator for him to keep going. He sucked a bit and god it felt oddly good. As he kept kissing his hands went down the the bottom on my shirt. He lifted it slightly and looked at me

“Can I?” He asked. I nodded quicker than I wanted to but then again I wanted this. He smiled and lifted my shirt over my head and flung it to the floor before looking over me and smirking. “God you’re so beautiful.” He said. He reached for my bra to unhook it but looked as if he was asking permission again. I smiled and nodded and as soon as I did he took it off and kissed me again. This time running his hands over me. Yet he did it slowly as if he was memorizing my body.

I gasped into the kiss when he slowly started grinding against me. I pulled back slightly, not too far, our noses were touching.

“Is this okay?” He whispered.

“God yes. It just.. surprised me.” I chuckled, he chuckled and leaned in to kiss me again, slowly he put more force into it. He groaned in the kiss before pulling back and looking at my sweat pants. He looked at me. I bit my cheek and nodded. He pulled my sweatpants off and looked at my tights before slowly lowering himself and kissing them.

“Fuck Sam-“ I gasped. I felt him smile while his lips were pressed on my thighs. He looked up at me and pulled down my underwear. I looked at my unshaven area

“Sorry I wasn’t expecting to-“

“Don’t apologize. I’m a man I can handle hair.” He teased and kissed my inner thigh. I gasped and held back a louder moan. “Let me hear it babe, I want to know how I make you feel.” He mumbled before kissing higher between my thighs.

When I felt his tongue I arched my back. And my eyes rolled back a bit. Sam held onto my hips with his hands as he went at a slow pace

“Oh fuck Sam!” I whispered and rubbed his hair. He chuckled and kept going, after a bit he pulled away and pulled my up to him. Now we were both on our knees and he leaned into my ear

“You taste so good.” He whispered and nibbled on my ear. We started kissing and he pulled off his shirt and his pants, leaving him in only boxers. I pulled back a bit to stare at the tent in his pants.

“See something you like? Because it’s all for you.” He whispered before kissing my cheek.

“Can I?” I asked in a whisper. As I asked I felt my face heating up. He pulled back more and smiled

“Can you what? Use your words.” He cooed

“I want to suck your dick.” I said. He smiled and opened his mouth to speak but I said something first. “I just don’t know how.” I said. He smiled and lifted himself to kiss me before standing beside the bed

“Come here.” He said, I got off the bed and he sat at the edge. He grabbed a pillow and set it on the floor between his legs after he speaks his legs a bit. I knelt down in front of him, my knees hitting the pillow. Once I knelt down he placed his hand under my chin and guided my gaze to his. “Just keep your mouth open.” He whispered. I placed my hand around his thick cock and tooth the tip into my mouth. He let out a soft groan.

I took that as a sign to keep going. It was intimidating at first but I just took more and more as I kept going. His soft grabs and moans filling the room. I liked he wasn’t quiet because I at least knew I was doing good.

“Good girl. God damnit an- and this is your first time?” He whispered between moans I raised my head away from him and nodded.

“Never done this before.” I said before taking all of him into my mouth. I gagged a bit. He grabbed a first full of my hair and raised me before pushing my head back down. I gagged some more before he stopped to let me lift my head up.

“Is that okay love?” He asked.

“Just unexpected.” I chuckled.

“Sorry I’ll ask next time.” He whispered. I smiled up at him

“Just a warning next time would be great.” I said before lowering my head back down. I kept going for a few more minutes, keeping a nice and slow pace.

“God Nora I just want to fuck you. You look so pretty right now.” He groaned. I got up to where I was standing between his legs and looking down at him

“What’s stopping you?” I asked, he smiled and atood up.

“Nothing.” He whispered and picked me up and tossed me on the bed. He grabbed a condom from his wallet and put it on. After he moved to hover over me and kissed me, slowly he made his way to my neck.

(Side note guys if you end up reading this or girls you can tell your man don’t store condoms in wallets they run the chance of ripping. Thats why im here)

“I love you.” I whispered through soft moans. I felt him smile against my neck before pushing himself in slowly.

“I love you too Nora, if it hurts we can-“

“No i-it’s good- great just keep going.” I said while digging my nails in his back. He slowly pushed himself in again. This time it felt a little better.

“God damn you’re so fucking tight.” He said before pushing himself in more. After he pushed in and some more whimpering and gasping from me. He lifted himself up slowly and started thrusting, still slow but after some time a bit faster. My moans encouraging him to go faster, after the first few thrusts it started to feel good.

“You’re doing so good baby.” He whispered. With every thrust he went faster, and I got louder.

“Fuck Sam-“ I started but I didn’t know how to finish my sentence, every thrust made me lose my train of thought.

“Where do you want me to cum pretty girl?” Sam asked through pants and groans. He had slowed down a bit, but when I tried to answer he thrusted his cock deep inside me causing me to moan.

“I want to swallow it.” I finally managed to say.

“You sure love?” He asked slowly pulling out. I nodded, and after he fully pulled out I slowly got up to kneel back down on the pillow. He took off the condom and tossed it to the side

As I got up i felt sore. I couldn’t describe what I felt but all that was running through my mind was the blond sweaty man in front of me. I knelt on the pillow and he stood in front of me. He took his hand to my cheek and guided me to look at him.

“I love you.” He whispered. I smiled and took his thick cock and kissed the tip.

“I love you too.” I whispered before taking him in my mouth fully. I started slow but I went slightly faster till he got louder. He gripped my hair.

“Can I?” I gasped. I looked up at him with only my eyes and hummed giving him permission. I thought he wanted time push my head down, instead he used my hair to control how fast I went. It wasn’t to fast, the same speed as before. It wasn’t long before I heard him moan

“Fuck baby I’m going to cum.” He groaned, he let go of my hair and let me go at my pace. Still I kept the pace he had me at. Then I heard him take a sharp gasp before moaning and I felt the warm salty cum it my throat. I wasn’t prepared for it but at the same time I wasn’t hating it. I let him finish before I pulled back and looked up at him.

Sam was breathing heavily and he smiled down at me. He offered his hand to help me up. I didn’t notice how tired I was until now. Once he helped me up he played my on the bed and covered me in the blanket, he followed laying beside me and pulling me to his chest.

“How was your first time?” He asked.

“I didn’t know what to expect but that felt good.” I mumbled into his chest, he chuckled and kissed the top of my head.

“Do you need anything? A shower? A warm towel? .” He asked.

“Just sleep.” I sighed closing my eyes.

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A/N: I’m back from the dead. I’ve been bed rotting since I got dumped. Taken time for myself and to hang out with friends. Actually found someone with similar life values and humor as me (I told him I’m not ready for a relationship and he told me that he doesn’t plan on leaving and to take my time) I was not planning on finding someone but life’s weird. Also to the requester. I once again apologize to you I can’t express how sorry I am.

IM SO SORRY FORGIVE ME FOR TAKING TOO LONG ON THIS I TRIED MY USUAL STRAT OF WAITING UNTILL THE WRITING FELT RIGHT BUT THAT DIDNT WORK. I’ll never take this long if you decide to request again.

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Me: oh boy I love writing smut

Also me this past month:

Guys I’m gonna start selling my feet pics I don’t make enough money (this isn’t a joke) I don’t want to fucking hear “oh just become a free lance writer” or “start selling your writing” or “get a second job” and NO ONE tell me to finish my book

I’m too hot to be logical

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I was going to upload Friday. And then I got broken up with so I will post soon soooooo

I WANNA BITE HIS BICEPS

LOOOOK

My next partner better let me bite them

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FINALLY HESH CONTENT

*UNHOLY SCREAMING*

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WIP LIST SO I CAN STOP BEING LAZY

This will be in order of when I will release them ALSO my requests are open!! This will be updated as I get requests or if I want to write it but this is to try to help me know what to focus on and for you guys to know if you requested I haven’t forgotten you I’ve just been in a depressive episode

Dom!Skye x reader smut (valorant)

Gaz x reader Fluff or smut I’ll flip a coin (Call Of Duty)

Sam x Oc smut (stardew Valley)

Krobus, mine Dwarf and Farmer Silly goofy (Stardew Valley)

“Pretty Face” Sova x Male!Reader pt. 2 smut (pt. 1 here)

Cole Cassidy x Chubby!Reader

Gojo x reader Silly Smut (JJK)

Carlos x Reader Fluff into Smut (resident evil)

THIS WILL BE UPDATED AS I GO!!!!

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Dirty bandages

Cole Cassidy x GN!reader.

@roseouji request: i would do anything for more cassidy content hi hi

A/n: hi hi!!

I’m trying to go between writing something I want to write then a request. So feel free to request you just have to be patient with me. (This also reminded me I needed to re-do my medical training.)

Word count: 2,456

Tw: blood mention, sexual innuendo

“Cole that’s too fuckin tight!” You hiss as the cowboy as he tightened the tourniquet.



You and Cole had gotten separated from the group on a simple rescue mission gone wrong. When you two were running for safety down the darkened hallway of an abandoned building, you had gotten a huge cut on your arm from a shattered window after a bullet had been shot through it.

Cole had carried you deeper in the building and leaned you against a wall. He ran off god only to come back after a few minutes with an old first aid kit. Trying to lighten the mood by telling you about stories when he ran with a gang, or how he had found better first aid kits in sketchy old gas stations, after he tried everything he could he reached for a tourniquet. Hey at least it looked steady.

“Well it’s not supposed to feel good. It’s supposed to stop the bleeding.” He replied. Letting go of the tightened tourniquet on your arm and looking in the first aid bag you two got in the abandoned building you two found yourselves in. Waiting for the others to come find you.

“What are you looking for?” You asked, looking down at the wound, the bleeding had stopped. He kept looking in the bag but stopped soon after with a… well it was a noise. A combination of a disappointed sigh and a scoff.

I’m looking for bandages but these are old and dirty.” Cole said. Picking up the bandage roll to show you, they were white at one point in time. But not it was a brown color. This kit was poorly taken care of.

“Wonderful.” You grumble.

“Y/n how are you feeling?” He asks. You take a look at the cowboy and in place of the annoyed and stressed look on his face, you saw a worried man.

“I’ve had better days.” You chuckle. He scoffs yet theres a small smile. He takes a moment of silence to think before ripping off a thick line of fabric from his poncho. Taking out a water canister from his hip pouch (you swear it’s like Mary Poppins bag) ((that tells my age))

“Your poncho-“

“It’s just a poncho, making sure you stay breathing is much more important.” He said in a low tone, leaning closer to you so he could wrap the strip of red cloth around your arm. With how close he was, his low raspy country accent, how you could smell the faint cigar he had before the mission and it was almost intoxicating. You couldn’t stop your breath from hitching or your face turning pink.

“At least you have some color to your face.” He smirked before wrapping the cloth around your arm tightly causing you to wince a bit.

“Thanks Cole.” You whisper. Watching the man finish wrapping your arm. He turned his head and you two finally realized how close you guys were.

For a moment you two were silent just staring into each others eyes. For a moment, the world felt like it was at a standstill, nothing mattered. Bit the enemies outside looking for you two, not the blood on the floor, not the fact you two had no idea where the others were. All that mattered in that moment was how you were feeling because this stupid cowboy was so close.

Finally after what felt like forever, Cole sighed and took off his hat and placed it down next to him. Then he took your hand in his

“I thought I was gonna lose you.” He whispered. He started tracing mindless circles on the back of your hand with his thumb.

“Takes a lot to kill me.” You chuckle softly. Matching his hushed tone as if you two were sharing a secret and you didn’t want anyone listening.

“I’m serious.”

“I am too.” You responded. He just sighed.

“I know.” He whispered. Before you can react he placed his hand on your warm cheek. You had forgotten your face was red but now you felt as if you were a deeper shade. “I just- I don’t want to lose you. And I’m glad we found that stupid first aid kit even though only one of the items were useful.” He smiled.

“Well. We still have to wait for the others.“ you replied taking your gaze off of him and bringing it to the window. The soft sunbeams pouring in from the window were the only thing that was lighting up this place. And the concrete flooring was probably much warmer over there from being pre heated by the sun. You turn back to Cole

“They’re not too far. I got my coms to work.” He said. Not taking his hand. Or his eyes off of you. “But they said it would be a while before they could get someone to us.”

“Wonderful.” You grumble, taking your gaze back to him. “What are we going to do?” You ask. More to yourself than him. Without hesitation Cole takes your free hand in his robotic hand. The cool metal against your warm fingers, he brings your hand and pressed it against his cheek. He had placed your palm against his lips, the rest of your hand against his beard. Your breath hitched.

“Well. We wait. You’re in no condition to fight off whatever is still out there. While I can protect us both, it will be better to stay put.” He said, keeping his hand on top of yours. As if you were going to take your hand away if he let go. Which you didn’t want to, but he didn’t know that, he placed a soft kiss on your palm and then your thought of the team ever needed a heat source they could come to you.

“An-and you can’t take off the tour-tourniquet?” You asked, even though you knew the answer. He shook his head.

“Can’t. I’m no medic, I’d rather wait for Mercy or Ana to remove it rather than riskin’ it and hurtin you.” He replied still in a low tone. He let go of your hand on his cheek so he could sit next to you.

He moved himself to lean against the wall however your hand lingered in his cheek for a moment before letting go. You lean back against the wall. Your almost forgot he was holding his hand until he squeezed it.

“This is going to take taking fucking forever.” You huff.

“Awe you’ll live.” He said with a smile. You look into his soft brown eyes and you see an expression you’ve never seen in the cowboy, you couldn’t name it. It was maybe something between desire and caring. Or maybe the blood loss was making you lose it.

“Will I?” You chuckle. He pretended to think for a moment before nodding

“Yeah I guess you’ll live, ya lost a good bit of blood but it’s a good sign you can still talk to me. Besides you’re with me, and I won’t let nothin happen to ya.” He replied.

“You act as if can’t protect myself.”

“Doll, I’ve seen you fight. You’re a hell of a fighter, and honestly it scares the shit out of me sometimes. But you ain’t in no good condition to fight anythin. The smartest move now is to sit and wait.” He replied. Finally taking his eyes off of you and looking around the room. Not that there was much to look at. It was an abandoned office building, the only light was from the windows with the sunbeams sealing in from outside. The air was cold and heavy. Partly from all the dust throughout the years no one had cleaned the place.

Without thinking you lay your heavy head on his shoulder. You hear his breath hitch and you quickly realize what you did. You feel the heat creep up on your face, and you go to move your head. Fully planning to lean your head back on the cold wall behind you and act like nothing happened, but Cole laid his head on top of yours.

“Everything is gonna be fine.” He muttered.

“I know that we have been through wor-“

“I’m not just talkin about today ya know. I’m talkin in general.” He said, cutting you off. He lifted his head off your and sat to a point where he was now by your side, now he was facing you. You closed your eyes and sighed, you felt a smooth yet cold touch on your cheek. You opened your eyes and now Cole was closer to you now, face to face yet there was still a comfortable about of room between you two, yet it felt so small. If you moved closer your noses would touch.

“I know.”

“You got lucky. So damn lucky I don’t-“ Cole started but he stopped himself. Taking his brown eyes off you and taking his gaze to the floor.

“Don’t what?”

“…. I don’t know what I would have done if I had lost yo-.”

“You’d figure it out Cole. That’s what you’d do.” You huff, cutting him off.

“You think you know me so well.” He scoffed.

“I don’t think. I know. It’s who you are. You’ve always been the man to jump in and figure out a plan on the spot. Is it always a good plan? No, your quick plans end us up in medical 60 percent of the time, but you make it work. And it’s one of the things I admire about yo-“ you say but once that last bit comes out of your mouth without thinking you cut yourself off. You can feel your face heating up slightly. Cole smiles and leans slightly closer. Any closer and your noses would touch, your breath hitches in the back of your throat. Damnit he heard it and he smirked.

“Ah you admire me hm?”

“Well I mean that’s no- we-“ you stammer but it just makes him smirk more and god if he wasn’t saving your ass from bleeding out, if he wasn’t so handsome, if his brown eyes didn’t remind you of a pool of honey every time you looked at him- damnit you would have knocked him out long ago if he didn’t make you feel this way. You groan and he chuckles softly.

“Well?” He asked still holding that stupid smirk on his face. Yet that stupid smirk fit his face so well. You couldn’t tell if you hated it or loved it. You looked at the floor, the concrete chilling against your thighs and the palms of your hands.

“I do.” You whispered still avoiding his gaze

“What do you admire then.” He smirked. Which brought your gaze back to him, now he had inched closer to you, but you just rolled your eyes and chuckled.

“I’m not feeding your ego. It’s big enough.”

“Eh never too big. Besides, bigger never hurt no one.” He whispered. Leaning closer to your ear yet far enough where he could see your face going from pink to red. Your face was still red but you regained composure and smirked.

“It might hurt.” You chuckled

“Never know unless you try. Maybe you’d like it.” He whispered in a sultry tone. He pulled back (bearly) and you were sure if you made a single move forward you’d feel his lips against yours. You look at his lips, then back into his eyes.

“Need chapstick?” You tease.

“Need some. Got any?” He asked, his voice deeper than it had been before if it was possible.

“Used the last of it earlier. Sorry I don’t have an extra.” You whisper looking into his brown eyes. He smiled, It wasn’t a smirk, it wasn’t the smile he gave when he had an idea either. He leans closer and placed his warm finger your chin and lifted it so your lips were so close. Yet to you, it felt so far. Your lips brushed lightly against his and he hummed.

“Oh don’t worry bout that doll. I can still get some.” He whispered, gazing down at your lips looking into your eyes. Slowly, he closed the short distance between you two. You didn’t hesitate, to wrap your good arm around his neck and he took his warm hand and placed it on the back of your head, while letting the metallic arm wrap around your waist and placing it on your lower back.

You felt the cold metal through the fabric of your shirt and you jumped a bit, causing Cole to chuckle.

“Sorry-“ he mumbled into the kiss which caused you to smile. You two broke apart and you just laid the top of your head in his chest and chuckled. He kissed the top of your head before resting his chin on your head.

“I’ve wanted to do that a while now.” He whispered

“How long?”

“Uhh how long have you been in the overwatch?” He sheepishly whispered.

“3 years.” You mumble in his chest

“So two and a half years.” He mumbled into your hair. You lr heart skips a beat and you pulled your head up to look at him. However, you ended up head butting his nose. He groaned and his hand shot up to his nose

“Two and- shit sorry- two and a half? And you didn’t say anything?” You asked holding his face and checking for any blood coming out of his nose, luckily you didn’t hit him that hard. He held his nose but moved it once he saw you were checking.

“Don’t worry I’m fine- anyways I had gotten these feelings after we became friends and I- I just didn’t want to ruin it. I thought if I ignored it or focused on someone else, the feeling would go away but I guess I was in too deep.” He chuckled, now rubbing his nose.

“I felt this way since I saw you.” You admitted. His eyes widened and took his gaze to you. You both sat there in silence. A blank look on both of your faces before Cole sighed.

“So three yea-“

“Three long years.”

“So we could have said somethin’ this whole damn time and-“

“And we said nothing” you add. You watched him rub his nose lightly.

“I am SO sorry.” You add, but he just smiled and looks down at you.

“It’s alright. Not you just have to make it up to me.” He chuckled and lowered his hand from his nose to hold your jaw gently.

“What do you have in mind then?” You ask. He smiled and pretend to think for a moment.

“How about tomorrow. 8 pm, I pick you up and we go on a nice date.” He whispers, mindlessly playing with your hair.

“Alright then. Deal.”

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My thoughts on every cod campaigh I’ve played (will be updated as I go)

(New) Modern Warfare 1: I completed it fast and did a second run but I loved the characters and how naturally dialog can flow nothing seems forced and none of the missions are too hard yet still challenging. I loved the story and I loved Farah and Alex

(New) Modern Warfare 2: DAMN WHY IS EVERYONE IN THIS GAME SO FINE (minus Shepard EW) some missions made me want to pull my hair out. I LOVE ALEJANDRO even though his forehead is as big as Nebraska. Story wise it was good, everywhere at times but still good, I’ll have to do a second run when I get the time.

(New) Modern warfare 3: I loved the open weapon missions. They’re so fun and I love stealing. The story wasn’t my favorite but it was still good. No Rudy, Alejandro, or Valeria but still good. Hot characters (sometimes). ALEX I LOVE ALEX SO MUCH. Playing the last part of the game was emotionally hard since I knew what was gonna happen. My poor man soap got killed off like he was a side character.

Ghosts: might have been my favorite cod game. And Hesh???? Like forget Keegan give me the Walker brothers. I cried about half the story. Then I got stressed and the ending STRESSED ME OUT. I’m so glad I wasn’t spoiled for it.

Black ops 6: NIGHTMARE NIGHTMARE NIGHTMARE NIGHTMARE NIGHTMARE cia shit, NIGHTMARE NIGHTMARE NIGHTMARE , sev, NIGHTMARE, NIGHTMARE, puzzles, NIGHTMARE NIGHTMARE NIGHTMARE, JANE AND TROY, NIGHTMARE, NIGHTMARE, NIGHTMARE, C A S E. no ugly characters l. Thank his I wasn’t spoiled like I was with the mw games.

Call of duty 4 modern warfare: fuck this game. It was hard I never had to go back to a level the next day because I got so mad. I am a food. Story wise however wonderful. Love it 10/10 I have to sadly play again because I got too mad sometimes and I can’t really give it a review of what I think when all my memories of this game or me screaming at my monitor.

Cold war: THAT GAME WAS CRAZY. WHAT?? LMAO. The story was good amazing at that. And the art style for the game is great too. I like how it had actual comedic moments, like yeah this game is about war but here’s some videos games you can play while on missions. And the missions weren’t boring. I paid attention and damn I had fun. The ending of the game was a trip. Like Adler if you don’t stop making me trip out I’m going freak out. At times I was like “damn Adler kinda sucks.” But then I was like “nah I like him.” But I loved the ending of the game 15/10 game.

Call of duty modern warfare 2009: AHHH it was a good game,e. Price was alive. I was so confused why they were betrayed by Shepard for a moment then I was like nvm it’s Shepard. But oh my god my boys Roach and Ghost :(. It was an ok game good story wise but I wasn’t in a rush to finish this one. My favorite character was probably Ramirez. But solid COD game 8/10 

S hould have let Mason or Park oil up..

OMG WHO SAID THAT

Still gotta play:, ww1, ww2, original mw games. The other black ops games, vanguard. The others idk there’s a lot idk if my bank account or my teacher pay can handle it

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Played Modern Warfare games and finished the third one. I wanted to write something about Soap. But I’ve seen “oh he wants to propose when he gets back but never came back.” Look it’s great and gets me sad every single time. And I wanted to use this song anyways sooooo

Cw: Death, fwb

MDNI

Chance with you

Soap was never just a teammate to you, but a friend, your stupid friend, your annoying friend one of your closest friends, hell your most attractive guy friend.

Maybe that’s why it was so easy to slip into his bed with him after a hard mission.

It wasn’t always sex, sometimes you guys just cuddled, or just relaxed in each other’s presence. From his bed, to yours, to long missions under the stary night sky. Really anywhere you guys just became friends with benefits. And who better than your best friend?

Did you have feelings for him? Absolutely.

Did he have feelings for you? You didn’t know

Well, you didn’t know until after you guys came back from that mission. One less person stepped out of the car. God damn it took a toll on you all. Everyone dealt with the loss of a friend in their own way yet you all felt the same. You all lost someone important.

A few hour later you get called to the kitchen to find Ghost, Gaz, and Price all sitting at the table. Two chairs were empty. It was all different. Ghost wasn’t wearing his stupid mask, Gaz looked more tired without his hat, prices hat was off two and his beard was a mess. And you? You were wearing Johnnys dog tags.

It had been two hours but it seemed like everyone took on a new look. Your fingers mindlessly traced the engravings of the dog tags as you sat down. You all sat in silence for a moment before Price pulled out a piece of paper. He took a moment before sighing and sliding the paper towards you.

“I’m not in the mood to read.” You whisper. You tried to find any reaction on their faces. Anything but all you saw were hollow men. The men who were the best of the best. Now in front of you, sat a bunch of shells. Hell you probably looked the same to them.

“Johnny wanted you to read this.” Ghost replied. Your eyes widened slightly and you took the letter from the table and heard it up to read it.

From Johnny

Your heart stopped and you feel the dam almost break, yet you keep yourself composed. After a moment of staring at the silly doodles, you finally decide to open the letter and start reading.

[y/n]

I don’t know how to start this off. I really don’t. Usually I’m great with words. Before you came, I’d flirt with any attractive woman I could get into bed, I was a player, not wanting to settle down. Hell before we started doing this I told you and for some reason you accepted. But when you joined the team about two years ago, and that’s the first time I got tongue tied. I knew I had to get closer to you. I do have to admit that my intentions weren’t pure at first. You can hit me after you read this letter. But I came to actually enjoy your presence. In the morning I’d go on the early morning jog with Simon just to see you when I got back. I know I was sweaty and gross, but I didn’t care, and I don’t think you minded too much. Again hit me after just read love.

Before you could finish reading you were crying. Fucking sobbing. He had a bad feeling he told you and the rest of the task force. Yet you all just dismissed it as jitters. Even if you guys took it more seriously you guys had a job to do. You look at the guys and before you can ask how long they knew.

“Just keep reading.” Gaz whispered. You could see him crying a bit too. You look back at the letter, careful not to cry on it.

But after this letter. We can meet in the kitchen in an hour. I’ll make us some food and we can watch a movie on the couch and talk. And I don’t mean it like that, I mean actually just enjoy each other’s presence. I know you haven’t even told me if you feel the same, but damn. I love you. So much. And after tomorrow’s mission. I’ll give you this letter and read it when you can, at least when I’m not around. But if you feel the same. I’ll take you on the best date you’ve been on. I promise that. I’m nervous for tomorrow. But for all reasons. Makarov is the first reason, you are the second. I don’t want to make this awkward if you don’t feel the same, but I can’t hold it back anymore. I love you. And the next time wont just be a hook up, I’ll find away to make it better.

Also you look REALLY fucking good in that tactical gear. Nice ass.

Love, Johnny

You were trembling like a leaf. Holding back a wave of tears, a wave of emotions. You ran your fingers over the small doodles and placed the letter down.

“He asked me to give you the letter is he couldn’t do it himself.” Ghost whispered. The room fell silent.

“Since when did he plan for the worst.” You chuckled through sniffles. Yet there was no humor in your tone.

“He plans important things.” Price muttered. And at that you just break down. Pushing the note from you so you don’t get your tears on it.

At that moment you didn’t care how the others see you. Ugly crying, snot down your face. Gaz gets you a tissue box because Price and Ghost don’t know what to do (they did Gaz was just faster). Ghost makes you all tea and once you get yours and make it how Johnny likes it. You grab the letter and head to your room, well his room but you’ve stayed in there enough times for it to basically be your second room.

You sat in his bed and laid back. You felt numb. This morning you woke up and talked about the future with Johnny and Gaz. Now? You’re laying on his bed. His room felt colder. Johnny was gone. God damnit you should have just fucking told him. Maybe it would be-

No

God as much as you wished he was still here, if you confessed earlier. Taken a chance, risked your friendship more than you guys already had. It wouldn’t have made this outcome any different. All you could do was wish.

The days after were slow and quiet. It’s not like the boys ignored you, or you ignored them. They offered what they could. A shoulder to cry on dispute being on edge too. They offered food and water. And you did the same for them. It was the fact that mission briefs were quieter, no more stupid pranks. No Soap. No Johnny

You had taken some of his clothing, some drawings you found in his room that he did of you. His cologne he always wore. You even found a present he was going to give to you.

Weeks passed and you still slept in his room, and Price knew he had to make you go to your own room. Not to be mean, but for your own mental health.

The argument was an explosion. Yelling and screaming. But in the end you found yourself crying against Price as he held on to you tightly as if he were going to lose you too.

Your family did as much as they could to comfort you, your friends bringing you food and price letting them in for the 5th time this week even though it was only Tuesday.

Johnny’s family came to get the rest of his stuff in his room. Of course they left the things they couldn’t bear to look at and you kept them. Including his dog tags.

Even though you and the others were emotionally wrecked you guys still had a job to do. Hell if he saw you guys slacking because of him he’d be pissed. But you guys have a new motive. Capture Makarov and put an end to this shit.

Now it was the question which one of you got to kill him first.

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Does the song fit? No, not really but who gives a fuck I love this song. I also have no friends who play the campaigns as well as multiplayer. And my friends and my bf who play cod don’t play the campaign. :(

I’ve never actually had a character death affect me like this. :(

So I’m thinking I need to go back to therapy for my attachment issues ANYWAYS

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ITS FAN NUMBER 76!!!!! may I have some Mouthwashing fluff with Anya and Daisuke, just them hanging out and being goofy friends together?? :]!!!

Hi fan number 76!! And yes! I need a break from smut do sorry to my other asks who want smut you will get it. I just need a smut break to get out of my writing block. I’ll make this from a third person perspective to try something new!

No mention of the criminal no one likes that asshole

Game night

“Shit!” Anya yelled out. Her fists slamming into the wooden table causing the board pieces to jump, some falling down as they back to the table. Daisuke and Curly almost jumped with the game pieces but Swansea just grinned and took the last property card she needed.

“Sorry Anya, I landed on it.” He chuckled, taking a sip of his drink.

“I needed that.” She groaned. The monopoly game was long they had been there too long and Anya was now losing her mind.

“Should have landed in it first then.”

“It’s monopoly you can’t-“

“Anya just buy it from him.” Curly sighed. Anya groaned

“He’s just going to sell it at the most unreasonable price!”

“Relax it can’t be that much the property was 250-“ Daisuke started but Swansea interrupted.

“I’ll sell it to you for 500.” Swansea said

“Im gonna flip this table.” Anya huffed

“Do not.” Daisuke chuckled as he grabbed the two dice in front of him.

The rest of the game went smoothly well as smoothly as it could be. Swansea ended up winning the game dispute Anya swearing he cheated. Curly and Swansea went to bed leaving Anya and Daisuke In the common room. Anya laid out on the couch while Daisuke went to put the game up and into the cabinet. After he put the pieces on the box and closed it he looked to his friend.

“Do you know much longer we will be up here for?” He asked.

Anya’s face switched from a pissed off look to a solemn one. “3 months give or take.” She replied still looking up at the ceiling. After a moment of silence she looked at him “what’s waiting back home for you?” She asked with a slight smile.

“Baseball.” he started, carefully sliding the lid of the box to seal the dreadful monopoly game. “I was really good at it. Though I don’t know how being in space so long will affect it.” He added putting the box away and walking to the couch. Anya saw him walk over and she sat up to make room for him.

“Well. You’ll be a bit taller, when we fist get off this ship our sense of gravity will be messed up and we might not be able to walk for a day or two but after that we should be fine.” Anya said while she stretched out on the couch.

“What are you gonna do when we get back?” Daisuke asked.

“Medical school-“ Anya started

“Again??”

“Shut up….. I mean I’ll pass eventually right?” Anya chuckled. Though little humor was behind it.

“Well. I think this time you’ll get it. I mean you’ve been reading a lot right?” He asked. Which she nodded.

“I hope you’re right. At least I’m doing something interesting and not eating the game pieces. Now we no longer have the game Sorry.” She chuckled “how are you even alive?” She added. He chuckled and shrugged.

“I have an iron stomach.” He shrugged

Hey guys!! I’m back and I’m trying to get back into writing. I e had a lot of shit go on these past two months and I’m back!! My requests are open!! Sorry this wasn’t longer

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Ghost this, Soap that, WHAT ABOUT RUDY???? CAN WE PLS TALK ABOUT RUDY????

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If you requested at all I will feed your u guys. I just got over a depressive slump. I got a promotion at work and a pay raise. Started school again.

And I’m playing mw2 campaign. Overall just trying to get situated again. But my next writing will not be smut because I do not want to write about a penis but if you requested smut you will get it I promise.

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Hey guys I’m actually writing again. Sorry for the time away I literally wanted to die and I still do but not as much. Anyways, So I’m reading some fanfic to get ideas and

When did we start going RIGHT into it. No warm up. No cute start to the sorry just straight sex. And slapping the cunt???? Why are we doing that it’s not a bop it stop it

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I haven’t shared this here yet, but here is an art piece I did recently. It’s of Sova and Clove! Absolutely liked the spray (on the right) that I decided to remake it in my own style and rendering (on the left)

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is anyone going to give that man a praise kink or do i have to do everything myself

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The devil shudders when I solo queue in valorant…

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Pretty face Sova x Male!reader

F/N- Fake name A/N- Assassin name

Does this have anything to do with recent events? Maybe, prove it

Also thanks to @brainrotsova for the unofficial request/idea

You are a highly trained assassin hired by an unknown client to take down Sova.

Cw: mild NSFW. Smut at the end, Blood, Getting hurt. MDNI

You check the burner phone for anything from your client. Someone hired you to assassinate a man they called ‘The Hunter’. It was almost poetic how the hunter would soon be hunted. It has been exactly 25 hours since you got hired and you heard nothing. Still, you wait. You stand outside a bakery, tapping your foot in anticipation.

Well you got told one thing, upon hiring you they said this man was strong and highly trained. That gave you a rush, sure you took lives, but this seemed like it might finally be an actual challenge. Sure people fought back but you were trained maybe too well and won fights with ease. Now there was a possibility of a man being able to fight back, you would still kill him however. As you’re lost in thought someone bumps into you, causing you to fall to the ground.

“Oh I’m so sorry.” A man says in a thick Russian accent. He bends down to help you up. You look to see a tall blond man. He had one odd looking yet dazzling light blue eye, and the other eye was a darker blue that reminded you of the lake outside your old house. He was tall, maybe over six foot, though he had a coat on, you could tell he was strong from the way he grabbed your hand. It left you speechless.

“Oh it’s all good.” You say, making sure none of your gear flew into the open. The man notices you looking around.

“Did you lose something?” He asks in a warm tone. Your heart skips a beat.

“O-oh no just making sure I didn’t drop anything.” You respond. He smiles.

“My name is Sasha, what’s yours?”

“Oh I’m.” You trail, thinking of a name to give him. “My name is F/N.” You say. All though he nods, something tells you he doesn’t believe you. With how you delivered it, you didn’t either.

“Well F/N. I have to get going, sorry for bumping into you.” He says before running off. All you can do is watch him leave and give a weak wave goodbye. That was the most handsome man you have ever met, you felt as if your stomach was turning and your heart was pounding. Your trans is broken by the burner phone buzzing. You pull it out.

‘I’m sorry A/N for the wait, I had other business to attend, I hired you because you’re the best of the best. You kill humans and radiants, but especially radiants. This man, Sasha Novikov, aka Sova, isn’t radiant, but he works with a group of radiants. He is ex Russian military, so he will fight back. Try to catch him alone maybe? His blue is robotic, and it’s connected to his weapons such as his drone and dart. I want this done by tomorrow morning, that’s not a problem for you looking at your record.’

*sent image.*

You look at the image and your heart sinks. It was the handsome man you saw earlier, god of all people it’s him? Still, you thought about the debt you were in, sadly a pretty face would have to die by your hands. Well not the first time this has happened, and it’s not the first time someone’s fought back. But it’s the first time someone with a pretty face fought back. You glance back to hopefully find the man again, luckly he’s walking. You pull out the small tracking device, then look at the fallen donut on the ground. You take a deep breath before running to him.

“Hey Sasha!” You yell he stops and turns around. God you wish you didn’t have to kill him, he was so strong it made you wonder if you could take him. It made you wonder if you could take him.

“Oh hey F/N, we meet again.” He chuckles. He walks and looks back at you, wanting you to follow him. You walk beside him, carefully placing the tracker in his coat.

“Let me buy you another donut, as an apology.” You say walking backwards in front of him. You peak his interest.

“Oh no I have to return to work, though I wouldn’t mind grabbing a drink after my work.” He says. You feel your heart skip again, like it was playing fucking hopscotch. Still, you have to keep cool. You should say no, you should tell him you have to leave town tonight. If you guys head for drinks, what if he knows what your plan is and takes you out first. If you went on a date, what if you got soft and he kills you first. What if you can’t kill him, what will your boss do? Just say no.

“How about at seven we meet at that bar?” You say, pointing at the bar across the street. Oh fuck, why did you do that.

“Great, see you a seven.” Sova says, walking down the sidewalk.

“I’m so fucked.” You mumble.

You are lucky he’s in your city, but you don’t go back to your apartment. You knew your boss was there, well you didn’t, but you could guess. Also, going back to the apartment could be risky, you learned that the first time. You almost got caught due to fingerprints and cctv, you remember the beatings that old man gave you.

At your hideout, you put together your sniper. Maybe while he is walking to the bar, you snipe him? No no he’s trained, you’re trained. You know better than to do it in public. But if you did it in public they would be worried that the shooter was in the crowd, maybe it would cause people to trample each other. The perfect cover up, that you won’t do.

You didn’t want to become this, you didn’t want to be an assassin. But the old man had offered you and your sister food and shelter when you needed it. He got her a cure for her sickness, he helped you get stronger. Now, you’re in his debt and you had two options, become their toy, or become their assassin. You’d take killing one man over taking old men.

You hatch a plan. Well a rough draft of a plan, it was definitely going to be messy. You take in factor that he is military trained, and he is in some sort of military organization. You can’t sneak up on him, apparently he has equipment in case someone tries to. This would have to be up close. Hell you might even get caught, but you couldn’t get caught. If you get caught your sibling has to pay off the debt and that includes either becoming their sex toy or become their assassin. You’d have to clean up, clean better than you ever have cleaned.

You have to make a good plan, but not a complicated one. The more complicated it is the easier it is to get caught, yet it’s also so easy to get caught if it’s under planned. Finding that sweet spot was hard, but you ended up making a plan. Get drinks he will most likely get typsy, take him to a back alley, then complete your job. Drugging was out of the question, it felt immoral to do. Then again you kill to pay off your debt. What is immoral then. You had a few hours to kill, so you got all your gear together. You can’t get that man out of your mind.

It seemed like seven couldn’t come fast enough. Walking around the place, taping your foot, you even tried to sleep. Once it hit six thirty time seemed to slow, this never happened before. You had been nervous before hits, but it’s never like this. Hell you feel yourself getting hard just thinking about, his stupid muscles, his dumbass laugh, his long hair, his gorgeous eyes, oh. Oh you were fucked. Once seven hits you fix your self before heading out. These weren’t too nice, but they were nice clothes. You head to the bar you had pointed at this morning. You check a device in your pocket to locate the tracking device you put on him this morning. Good, he was already there, at least you wouldn’t worry about being stood up. Not that it matters if you were. You get to the door, checking if you were dressed well enough, casual yet nice. You show to bouncer your ID and you walk in.

“There you are I thought you wouldn’t come!” The Russian man said, walking towards you. You felt your heart pound faster and faster the closer he got to you. Once he reached you he pulled you in for a hug, you felt as if you could melt right there. His strong arms wrapped around you, you felt for once you were being protected. All these years you were protecting your sibling, but you didn’t realize you needed to be protected. You needed to be protected by him. He pulled away.

“Let’s by a drink, on me.” You say pulling out your wallet. He nods and you two walk to the bar. The man orders vodka coke, it’s a basic choice for sure. You decide to get an Americano, to match his basic energy at least.

“Not a big drinker?” He asks.

“No not tonight.” You chuckle. He raises an eyebrow.

“Why not tonight?” He asks.

“Oh I have important business to attend to in the morning. I can’t be hung over. Besides I have get drunk when I am out with a new friend, it’s bad manners.” You respond. The bartender hands you guys your drinks, you take out the wallet to pay with cash. He must have gotten a peak inside, you two found an empty table.

“I saw a picture of a person in your wallet, is that your partner?” He asked. He looked like he was still happy and smiling just as he was a second ago, but his tone said otherwise.

“Oh no, that’s my sibling, they mean a lot to me. Our parents died a few years ago, we were taken in by a.. a friend.” You say, taking a sip.

“Oh I’m so sorry.” He replied. “Well let’s drink to you and your sibling being here.” He said. You smile and tap your cup against his. You took a sip, while he drank half of it. You set down your drink

“You don’t have anything tomorrow?” You ask.

“Oh I do, I don’t get breaks. I’m just muscle, I can drink more than you.” He said with a chuckle. You look at yourself.

“We are just built different from each other.” You playfully scoff. You were muscular from all the years of training, you were just shorter. He smiles

“You do look like you can hold your own. Do you go work out for fun or is it for work?” He asked. Your heart stopped for a moment, the way he asked you, the way he looked at his almost empty drink then you with those gorgeous blue eyes. Did he know? You calmed yourself quickly then took a drink, you almost slammed your cup down.

“Most of it was from work, we lift a lot. But I just started going to the gym to keep the body it gave me.” You replied, which it wasn’t really a lie. He nodded, not taking his eyes off of you as he took a drink. The rest of the night went well, you guys talked about almost anything that came to mind. Still you had no idea how to kill him, maybe you would try to lead him to the back ally. Still you didn’t really want to kill him, they said he will fight back, what if he kills you first? You two finished up and walked outside.

“Let’s walk a little more, I feel like we have more to talk about.” You say, you didn’t mean to have a flirty undertone, but it happened. You held your breath, but he just smiled.

“Should we go somewhere private to talk?” He asked. Your heart stopped again, your face flushed, if you didn’t quickly look away he would notice. Still, you heard him chuckle, you glanced up to see his face was red too.

“Like where?” You ask. You couldn’t take him back to your place, or your hideout. He stepped closer, you could feel his hot breath against your ear. You could smell the pine on him, made you wonder what he did for work

“Well, I have a hotel room.” He whispered before pulling back. Now you were breathless, he was just standing there like he asked to go get ice cream. You were pissed, how could be be so calm? Yet he looks so perfect in the light show.

“Well, lead the way” You said, walking away. You looked back expecting him to follow, and you could almost see his face turn red. Once you two were walking you almost forgot why you were walking with him. Hell how were you even walking, now lightly flirting with such an attractive man. If the circumstances were different, oh you wish they were different. The way this night was going he could be your boyfriend, you sighed. Then it hit you, cameras, from when he said earlier, now leading you to his hotel. No this wasn’t flirting, he knew. And even if he couldn’t kill you somehow, your face would be on camera.

“Are you okay?” He asked, you let go of the breath you didn’t know you were holding. He grabbed your hand and smiled, and you wanted to die. How could you kill him, shit how could you kill him. He was so much bigger than you, talk, muscular, handsome, long beautiful hair, hell his hands were soft too.

“Oh yes I’m fine just lost in thought, it’s just so cold out tonight, being the first snow of the year and all” You respond. He smiles and leans into you, he got so close if you moved slightly you would kiss him.

“You’ll be warm tonight I promise.” He whispers. If he wanted to play this game, you’d play it too. When he tries to back up, you grabbed his jacket and you pulled him back in.

“I don’t think warm is the word for tonight, maybe hot.” You whisper, you didn’t expect a reaction, that was the worst line, but you see his cheeks turn red. He smirks and grabs your hand tighter.

“Let’s hurry so you can show me what you mean by that.” He says. First you guys walk a little faster , then job, then sprint. You guys raced each other to his hotel, luckily he’s in front so he can lead the way. You guys end up laughing as you two move through people. First the lobby, then the elevator, finally you two are trying to catch your breath outside of his room. He looks in his wallet for his key card. Once he found it he opened the door and he guided you in. He was so warm. He turned on the light and oh my god. This was the best hotel room you’ve seen in a long time.

“So-“ you start but he pushes you into the wall and kisses you. It catches you off guard, but soon you kiss him back. After a minute he pulls away and pins your hands above your head with one hand, then reaches to your pocket. You felt your heart sink as he pulls out your gun.

“So A/N, who sent you to kill me?” He asked, yet it felt lighthearted. Didn’t he realize you were here to kill him?

“I don’t know..” you mumble, his grip gets tighter. That sounded like a child getting caught, but looking at him, now after you guys have shared a moment together. You genuinely didn’t know.

“All you have to answer is who sent you. Then maybe I can forgive you for trying to kill me.” He says with a shrug, throwing your gun behind him.

“I don’t know, I just got the job from my boss.” You say through a hiss. You desperately started to look for an escape, you were sure he was going to kill you. Quickly, you lift up your legs and kick him in the chest. He stumbles back causing you to fall to the ground, you take out the small knife in your pocket. You lunge at him, taking in his features one more time. Once you’re on top of both struggle for a minute. You struggle against him, you also struggle with yourself. Did you really want to kill him? What was so dangerous about this man? After a moment he finally gets the small knife out of your hands, then rolls your around, now he was on top. He pinned your hands to the floor.

“You know, when I was told I had another assassin after me, I thought it was a joke. After I found that small tracker on my jacket, I had my friend so some investigating on you.” He said. You fight against him, trying to lift yourself up or buck him off of you. “You have so much potential to be great, but you use it for this? Not even your sibling knows what you do. It would be a shame if they knew they were the reason you went into a life of crime.” He adds. You’ve had enough of this Russian man.

You use your strength to snatch one of your arms out from his hand using his thumb to break free. You punch him in the face then roll over to where the gun lay on the floor. You reach for it, but he grabbed a small gun from the nightstand. You both take aim at each other this two seconds feel like hours, both of you have guns aimed at each others chest. You were breathing heavily, blood ran down his face. God you hoped he didn’t look down.

“What’s your real name?” He asked, still pointing his gun at your chest, yet his shoulders relaxed. You stay silent for a moment. “Please, I want to put a name to a pretty face.” He whispers, it almost comes across as begging

“Y/N.” You mumble.

“Y/N, let’s talk.” He said, lowing his gun, you keep yours aimed. “We found where your sibling was being kept, I know you’re doing this for them. Lower your weapon.”

“How can I trust you? You took me here you mislead me.” You whisper shouted, still not lowering the gun.

“I didn’t mislead you, put the gun down. That back there? That was real, please love let me up.” He asked, this time it was calm. You don’t know what came over you in that moment, it could have been the death of you. He could be lying to your face, this is the thing you were first taught and it’s never trust your victims. Still, you got off him, but you didn’t lower the gun. He stood up and placed down his gun.

“Shouldn’t you grab that, in case I shoot?” You ask, but he just shakes his head.

“You don’t want to, and I don’t want to shoot you.” He says sitting on the bed, tapping the area beside him inviting you to sit.

“What if-“

“If I wanted you dead, you would be dead.” He said this time his voice was lower, more rough. You couldn’t speak, all you could do was listen. You sit next to him.

“Y/N, they sent you to your death.” He said.

“What?”

“You’re not the first assassin they’ve sent, I’ve killed every one of them. You were sent to your death, from what my friend found, they wanted your sibling. Your boss is loyal to the deals he makes, so he worked with a company that wanted me dead, and they sent you, that way if I killed you he could get your sibling, but if I died then, well that would be a huge paycheck for your boss.” He explained, he used a very calming voice, he was very quiet. You could just sit there, they knew you were going to fail. You were the best of the best, right?

“Why didn’t you kill me?” You asked. He gently put his hand over yours.

“You were different. You didn’t try to kill me right away, when I read about you more, I knew this wasn’t what you wanted. It was either this or a sex worker, all to protect your sibling from the man who gave you two a home. The second reason is a little more selfish.” He says. You could only look at him, nothing came to mind, you didn’t know what to say. But you asked.

“What were the selfish reasons?” You asked

“Well, I thought you were the most handsome man I’ve ever seen. The way you carried yourself when you ran to me this morning, your soft hands, your smile, eyes, body. To me it was all perfect, I’ve never felt this about a man the same way I’ve felt about a woman. I want to hold you close to me and keep you safe. That’s the selfish reason.” He whispered. You were lost for words, he felt the same. You didn’t even realize you had cupped his cheek. He leaned into your hand.

“What do we do now?” You manage to ask.

“It will take a while, but we can rescue your sibling, that is if you let me live.” He whispered. “I want to recommend you for the group I work for. I can’t say much, but we save a lot of people. You have potential and you are strong. I just want you to be by my side.” He said, this was all too much at once. You sit back, then fall to the bed. He stands up

“This is happening all at once, can I think about it?” You ask, while you like how it sounds, nothing that simple. No one just lets people off the hook.

“I need to know when you leave this hotel.” He says. You lift your head up, about to argue with him when you notice something pressed against his pants. He sees you looking and tries to cover his pants with his jacket.

“So back there, that was real?” You ask, sitting up. His face turns red.

“I-it was.”

“Well if you want to pass the time. While I think. We can continue.” You offer, your heart is pounding. He smiles and takes off his shirt then starts to walk to you. The next second he’s over you and you’re laying on the bed

“Alright then if that’s what you want.” He smiles. You nod, god this is what you want. You take off your best and Sasha crashes his lips onto yours. As he deepened the Kidd and pulled off your shirt. You knew your answer, but this felt too good to stop.

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Guys sorry this is kind of long I did my best tell me if I cooked or not.

[writersblockworks]

So I have a few ideas but idk what to choose I can do smut or fluff I just need something.

1. Valorant, Sova x reader (coffee shop?) iso x reader or KAY/O x Reader (my cousin requested this one but GUYS idk how to write robot)

2. Stardew valley, Sam x reader or Hailey x reader

3. Overwatch. Literally anything lol Cassidy x reader, Reaper x reader

4. Resident evil. Carlos has my heart rn lol. Carlos x reader. Jill x reader.

Also I broke my glasses and I’m in the middle of a coffee shop. In finals week