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Pairing: Sub!10K/dom!reader

Warnings: Smut, provocative language, BDSM themes, language

Summary: 10K being super subby! ❤ also, you decide to use 10K "weapon" against him and he just can't say no!

Requested: Yes 🥰

Packing:

You'd been with the group for what seemed like ages which could probably be contributed to the fact that hours, days, and months started to bleed together and calenders were now useless. For as long as you could remember 10K was always the angsty bad boy in all black that couldn't bother to back down from trouble. You'd be lying if you said he wasn't tough and dominant being the "baby" of the group, however you knew something about the gritty angry boy that no one else knew... you knew just how to make him melt in the palm of your hand like sugary chocolate candy you remember so well pre-apocalptically. All it took was to get him into sub space using a few key words... "such a good boy, 10K... such a good boy..." you would drag out the words like honey, whispering in his ear. You could almost see the hairs on the back of his neck stand as the tips of his ears burned scarlet red. Next came the soft whimpers and throaty groans as he tried to fight the feeling of caving and giving you control, but you knew you had him every time.

Things had been more stressful than usual and you weren't really sure why, but when the chaos let up in the slightest the group took advantage and decided to rest. 10K, however was restless and silently begging for some time of release. It was written all over his face and you were going to give him exactly what he needed. "Pst... 10K come here... I need you to look at this..." you made a come hither motion with your finger so he'd follow you into a small room of a building that was shelter for the night. All was quiet. No Zs. No frantic running. Just you and an obedient, somewhat unkowing little sub. He raised an eyebrow and shrugged, following you into the room after taking your hand. The wasn't much in said room, a well built wooden chair, some old blankets and some empty containers. "What did you need to show me in here Y/N?" He gave you a naive look, but when your eyes met he caught on quick! A soft gasp escaping his lips as you got closer to him, running your fingers through his hair, pressing yourself to him and breathing warmly down his neck. "You're going to be a good boy and give me that chain you keep in your pants..." your words oozed sexuality and dominance and you stroked his cheek with your thumb. Then you saw it, his eyes got low, almost pouty but eager and he began to fidget slightly. "Uh. Yes... yes ma'am..."  he faltered on his words as he tried to get his hands to work, producing the chain he kept hidden down his pant leg. "Now, do as your told and sit down in the chair. Go on." You took hold of the chain and slowly inched him back to the chair, causing him to fall back into it and let out a moan in anticipation for what you might do to him.

You wrapped the heavy chain around his waist and then both of his wrists, causing his arms to fall down to his sides due to the weight. You locked it as best you could with a pad lock you had handy. This gesture itself elicited an excited huff of air paired with 10K biting his bottom lip so hard you thought it might bruise. "Oh God... please... Y/N... uhhh!" He was yours now. You had him wrapped around your finger and writhing under the need for release. "This is all you ever really want? Huh? You be a little pet? Isn't that right?" You touted him, straddling his lap and locking the bottom lip he'd been digging his teeth into. You could almost taste blood. He hastily shook his head yes as his eyes slightly rolled to the back of his head after feeling you pull on his short black hair. He tried to lift his arms to touch you, but the chain forced them right back down, causing him to whimper like You'd never heard before. It sent heat straight to your core, seeing him almost helpless and itching to feel you. You ground your hips down on him making his desperate sounds become louder and his breathing heavier. You couldn't have him waking everyone so you grabbed a bandana from your back pocket and held both sides while putting it in his mouth. "Shhhhh.... can't have everyone knowing what an obedient thing you are, now can we?" With that slur of words you felt him hard as a rock under his slim black jeans. "I don't care! Please! Just please..." his begging became frantic and you knew he wouldn't last much longer. You crashed your lips into his and continued to grind your hips, causing glorious friction between the two of you, both panting and awaiting the euphoria! You reached your hands down and pulled the chain closer to the floor, putting his arms down tight, further letting him know just who was in charge! It was then when you felt his hips shutter. A light sweat had broken out on his forehead ad he threw his head back with a deep moan of satisfaction.

You smiled and climbed off of his lap, watching as he came down from his high in his own time, halfway thinking to yourself that you'd leave him in the chain just a bit longer. His low lidded eyes met yours and you knew he was ready to snuggle up to you and get some rest. You unlocked the heavy metal and made sure his hands were ok, which they were. "I love seeing you like that." You chewed your bottom lip and he blushed furiously as you both tried to make a decent bed for the night, eventually falling fast asleep snuggled together.

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First big crush drabble

The rest of the team had went to bed so it left 10K and yourself awake, staring up into the sky with no other thoughts than insomnia and sheer hope for normalcy one day.

All of a sudden you felt 2 eyes burning holes through your soul. You knew he was looking at you, much like he always did when he thought you wouldn't notice. You let the feeling linger a bit longer and to your surprise, you heard him softly speak. "Hey, Y/N... I uh... can I tell you something..."?

You looked over with a toothy smile at the sheepish boy sat next to you, slouched over and whittling something with a knife that looked too small for his hand. "Sure! What is it"? In truth, you already knew. It was forever written on his blushed face and sparkling eyes every time he looked at you, but letting him have his moment only seemed fair in the apocalypse.

He popped his head up a bit and swallowed audibly hard "I just um... I really like you is all..." the words came out slow like fresh molasses and his teeth nervously left in indent in his lower lip as he waited for a reply.

You threw your arms around his oddly broad shoulders and kissed his cheek. "Geeze, I was wondering if you were ever gonna say it"! Your smile made him smile and 10K would probably be forever thankful he didn't have to experience teenage heartbreak that night!

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Hey peeps, send me some requests! I have the motivation to write! 🖤🖤

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I know we all love the way 10k says "El Camino", but can we also not forget that he said "yippie kayah, grape smuckers!" like that wasn't the second cutest thing to ever come out of his mouth? We need a season 6 and more wholesome 10k content!

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Pairing: 10K/reader

Warnings: drinking, cursing, humor, and cute drunk 10K

Summary: 10K and yourself find a stash of booze in the house the team commandeered for the night. You take it upon yourselves to have some drunken fun! Enjoy! *Y/N/N = your nick name*

Let's Play A Grinking Dame (Drinking Game)!:

You were only 15 when the whole world went berserk, and with all the time that had passed nothing had gotten any better... except for meeting this group of strong willed, lively humans dead set on a mission to save the world. It turns out that you weren't the only teenager caught in this miserable dumpster fire of an apocalypse though. There was a boy named Tommy, who preferred to be called 10K, but he sometimes let it slide when you called him Tommy with no one else around. He was tall and lean, with black hair and a smile that could make a heart melt. He was your favorite in the group, but you'd never say that out loud. Together, you were all a merry band of misfits with not much to hold onto, but each other and that was a-okay. You were 19 now and 10K, 20. It's been 4 long years!

All of you, tired and dehydrated, happened upon a suburban home in a town with no surviving population. The sky was cloudy and perpetually filled with doom... like always... but you and the rest of the group could tell there was definitely a storm on the way and it was time to hunker down until it blew over. You and 10K made sure the place was safe before the rest of the group piled in and made themselves comfy. 10K pulled you aside "wanna check the garage with me? Just in case... ya know". He smiled and you nodded, opening the door to what looked like some sort of survival shelter! There were cans of food, water, and... wait... whiskey?!? A boat load of it! You cocked your head towards 10K and beamed "Is it bad that I don't even care about the food?" He shrugged and picked up 2 bottles while you grabbed a gallon of water and a few food items.

Warren praised you both before sitting down to eat with Addy. The rest of the group was out cold, so you took Doc's deck of playing cards. You both huddled up in the corner of the house, the cards and whiskey between your legs. "Hey Tommy, let's play a drinking game!" You whispered with excitement as you opened the bottle. 10K blushed a little, almost like he was nervous. "Sure Y/N. Thing is, I don't really know any..." his smile dulled. "It's cool! We'll make one up! I'm sure it won't matter in an hour or two anyway!" You took the first swig and then passed the bottle to him. "Oh Fuck!" He shook his head fast and his face wretched after taking his first big swallow. "You sure you can last an hour with straight whiskey?" He said in a cocky tone, interrupting you as you tried to make up some rules. "Screw you, 10K!" You said in mock-anger as you took another drink.

The game turned out to be an alcoholic version of go fish, as if that were even possible! "Ya know, this really wasn't a bad idea, Y/N/N!" 10K had started calling you by a pre-Z nickname and although you rolled your eyes, you secretly loved hearing him say it; now more-so than ever as he sat criss-cross confront of you and a bit wobbly from the bottle.

"Hey! No peeking, you little cheater!" You noticed 10K's eyes try and wonder over your cards, seeing if he could find a move to make you drink instead of him. "And just for that, you drink twice!" You gave him a shit eating grin and passed him the bottle. "Geeze, you sure do care a lot about this adult version of go fish Y/N/N!" He stuck his tongue out and put his finger and his thumb in the shape of an L as he drank twice in consequence to his curious eyes. "I'd hate to see you play monopoly." He said jokingly as the card game continued and all you could do was huffed at his smart ass remarks.

You yourself were also starting to feel the tipsiness hit as you giggled, forgetting all about the cards and the rules. "Shhhhh, Tommy! No one else is supposed to hear you call me that!" He couldn't help but bust into a childlike laughter as he propped himself against the wall behind him "Oh yeah? Maybe you should quit saying my real name so loud then Y/N/N!" He spat out teasingly and took another big drink, taking the bottle way down past the half way point. His cheeks were pink, so was the tip of his nose, the corners of his lips turned up in a constant smile. It was the happiest you'd seen the angsty little Z kill counter, aside from that time he saw mount Rushmore vandalized and thought it was the coolest.

"Hey... hey Y/N... come here..." he patted a throw pillow right beside him and threw his long arms out so you could curl up into them. You took the not so subtle hint and did just that. "I think we've played enough of this grinking dame, Tommy". You whispered and giggled at your drunken word gibberish. 10K laughed a little too and you felt his arms squeeze you just a bit tighter, then came a wide-mouthed yawn. "Yeah, I could go for a nap right about now." Almost before he could finish the sentence, his head turned to the side and his eyes flickered shut, his breathing steadied and he snored ever so softly. You pulled a blanket over the both of you and rested your head on his chest. You'd tease him tomorrow about losing the game and his no doubt killer hangover, but right now your eyes were too heavy to stay open so they didn't.

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Who wants Z biscuits?!? Made a rendition of the famous Z food by decorating scratch-made sugar cookies and icing! It was fun, but took way too much concentration! 🤣 keep loving the show fellow Z-whackers!

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Pairing: George/fem!reader

Warnings: nightmares/nightterrors. But mostly fluff and snuggles! 😊

Summary: the reader has a really bad nightmare about some mad Zs and needs a little comfort to fall back asleep.

Thank you @lizzysong for sending this request my way and for the compliment! It means so much! <3 for an anon that I can't reply to from this blog! I hope they like it!

Everything Is Alright Now:

The day had been rough! Zs were becoming harder to mercy without basically destroying every part of their body and it was really taking a toll on your mental and physical health. It had been 8 long years since you had any normalcy in your life. That was before George came into your life. She kept you going most days with her kindness and gentle nature, you couldn't have asked for a better person to meet.

Laying your head down on your pillow, you drifted off to sleep on your makeshift cot. Your body felt like a rock, stuck in one place, but your brain felt like it was running circles as you drifted off to sleep. It didn't take long before morbid visions started to stir in your mind. You were trapped, fighting off 3 mad Zs all on your own! They were gnashing their teeth, trying their hardest to bite any body part of yours that they could get! They just wouldn't die! You started to scream for George. Your voice was going hoarse. You needed to be saved before it was too late!

From two rooms down, George came running after hearing your screams of terror. She flung the door open and dropped down beside you on the bed. "Y/N! Y/N! Wake up. It's okay. You're safe."

Your eyes shot open and you sat up, covered in sweat and on the verge of tears. You threw your arms around George and she did the same to you. Her warmth coddled you as your breathing calmed. You drank in the scent of her skin that always seemed to smell of older leather and a soft fresh cotton. You pulled your cheek from her now tear damp shoulder and looked into her sweet gaze, but you couldn't speak just yet. The words just wouldn't come out.

"Hey, everything is alright now Y/N. See, I'm right here. I won't let anything hurt you. I promise." Her voice was like honey as she stroked your hair back behind your ear, clearing the dampness off your cheeks with her thumbs. "I'll stay with you the rest of the night, ok?" She smiled gently and placed a kiss on your forehead.

"Please don't leave me..." is all you could say while you tried to get closer to her. You couldn't be close enough right now. She made you feel so safe and so loved.

"Never." Her smile sent a tranquil feeling through your whole body. "Let's lay back down now. I'll be here when you wake up." George laid down on her side, bringing you down beside her, she wrapped her arm softly around your waist and pulling your body into hers. You listened to her heart beat and felt the steadiness of her breath; it slowly lulled you back to sleep like the gentle purr of a cat.

"I love you, Y/N" she whispered with such compassion after she knew you'd fallen back asleep. One day she would say it while you were awake, but that could wait because right now she only wanted to see you rest as she softly stroked your back. In that moment, everything was alright.

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Fic not based on the GIF... but 10K's face though... 😏

Pairing:sub10K/domfem!reader

Warnings: smut(ish), teasing, bondage?, a little humor

Adventures In Staying Put:

It was somewhere west of Wisconsin, you knew that much... although as Warren made the whole group promise, you were nowhere near Wisconsin. The day was getting late and everyone had decided that setting up camp for the night couldn't be the worst thing to do, so it was done. 10K, Yourself, Addy, and Mack had taken off on foot through the small town to see if anyone residing there left their belongings behind, lord knows the team could use them at this point!

The 4 of you carefully made your way into a local market, a real mom and pop kind of place with dusty shelves and the owners dead behind the counter due to bullets through the head. You said a soft mercy and shook it off, continuing your search.

Addy and Mack were clear on the other side of the store when you heard a noise coming from the pet care aisle. You automatically readied yourself for a Z, but when you turned down the row you came upon 10K who was deep in thought about a dog chain in his one hand, and thick black dog collar in the other. There was no way... the look on his face couldn't have been what you were actually seeing... he definitely wasn't thinking of an old family pet...

You stalked toward him silently and got behind him, covering his mouth with your hand. You felt him swallow hard as his face went hot. "Uhhhh... it's..."

"Shhhh. It's ok 10K. You don't have to explain it to me baby." You said in a sultry tone as you walked around to the front of his figure, watching his eyes dart nervously from side to side. "So, were you thinking about me in that collar?" You purred out, but your mood changed when you saw 10K's face go weary.

"Actually... ummm... well..." the words fumbled out of his mouth like he was just learning to speak. Until this point, you and he had only made love twice and he took control both times so this was a very new side to see! "Hey, I understand. Don't be nervous." You smiled softly and took the collar from his hand, unbuckling it. "Does this one fit right? Not too tight?" You reached up and buckled the collar around 10K's neck; almost as soon as he heard the metal latch, his eyes rolled to the back of his head in gratification, also earning a whimper from his throat and good lord did seeing that turn you on!

"Y/N... please... I don't want Addy and Mack to see..." you undid the collar and shoved it into your bag along with the small chain lead he had shown interest in. "Right! Sorry!"

Tents had all been set up before the late hours brought upon the dark, and the place was clear of Z's so it was time for everyone to climb inside and get some rest. "Me being a sub doesn't bother you Y/N...?" He blurted out sheepishly as if he couldn't help it. "Quiet. Shirt and pants off. Now. You said in your best dominant tone as you dug the collar and lead out of your bag. 10K stripped to his boxerbriefs as quick as he could in the small tent, a tiny wet patch already showing through the front of his underwear which was no doubt from earlier. He waited eagerly to be collared again as he removed his goggles and bandana, dishevelling his short black hair even more than it already was. He was speechless as you straddled his lap and buckled the collar shut once more. "You're so good 10K. Such a good little sub." Praise flooded out of your mouth as the boy's green eyes went glossy and his bit hard into his bottom lip, trying to stay silent. "No one else is to ever do this to you. Understand? I need to know that you're mine, baby." You clipped the lead to the D-ring, wrapping its length around your hand 2 good times. "Yes... yes ma'am!" He spoke and gasped as you tugged at his collar, crashing your lips into his. The control you had over him sent white heat through your body and apparently his as well. You felt his cock twitch against your thigh, both of your underwear being the only thing between the two of you. "Such a sweet boy you've been. Keeping me safe all this time. You deserve this baby." Seduction oozed through your words as you laid him back against his pillow, sucking purplish-red marks into the flesh of his chest. "Keep your hands to yourself now. No touching." You held one wrist to the ground, you could feel his fingers grasping at blankets, trying to find relief in anything. "Y/N! I can't. Please. I need to touch you. I need something!" He muled out in frustration as you pulled up on the lead, causing him to arch his back as you ground down into his hips; his lips parting with a deep groan of pleasure from the cold metal of the buckle and the hot friction you created. "I... oh God..." his words fumbled again as you continued to grind against him. The power fueled you, but you had to hold it together, you were coming undone watching his body writhe underneath you. "Come on, use your words now. Tell me what you need." His eyes shot to yours, blinking hard as he palmed at the blankets uncontrollably. "Tighter. Harder. Please!" His begging was your command. You tightened the collar a notch and felt his body tighten too and with one final rut of your hips into his, you felt warmth spread across the fabric of his boxer-briefs.

He sat up and immediately began to apologize "I'm sorry, Y/N. You didn't..." you put a finger over his lips and kissed his cheek. "No worries, there's always next time." You flashed a cocky smile, unclipping the lead, but as you reached for the collar his hand went over yours "Please leave it. I'll find a way to explain it." You just couldn't say no to those eyes. The collar stayed put.

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Imagine based off the GIF above.

Pairing: 10K/reader

Warnings: absolutely none! Just feel good stuffs!

Summary: You are newer to the group and 10K offers to help you get better with aim and shooting. Cuteness ensues! Enjoy!

The Almost Sharp Shooter:

5 years into the apocalypse. That's how long you had survived this awful world after seeing people you loved and cared about turn into mindless flesh eating zombies... Some days you wish you hadn't made it this far, but 98 percent of the time you hailed yourself a total badass! Sure, you could shoot a little cleaner to save ammo, and maybe be a bit quicker on your feet, but it's not like you had anyone to teach you to survive the apocalypse!

Those were your exact thoughts until one day as you roamed the roads of some forgotten town, a lanky yet strong armed boy with suave black hair and quirky pilot's goggles swung the front end of an El Camino in your direction and told you to hop in! Kindness wasn't much of a thing at this point so you had half a mind to book it on foot as fast as you could... and the other half whispered to get in the car and trust the all black clad kid with pearly white teeth. You were smart and chose the second option.

It was a long ride to nowhere and he was a boy of few words as his hands and feet kept the car going, but he turned his head toward you to speak. "Hey, I'm ten thousand. Everyone calls me 10K though. What's your name? Nice rifle by the way"! He pointed to the hunting rifle that sat beside you in the seat almost like a child's security blanket at in this day and age.

You looked back at him and couldn't hold back a giggle from his ridiculous nickname, but hey... in the apocalypse, there was no one to tell you to use your government given name. "Oh! My name is Y/N. 10K huh? That can't be a birth name. And if it is, I'm jealous"! You saw a smirk peel across his face as you continued to speak "and thanks! A good friend had given it to me before we went romping through houses. He's laid up with a broken ankle with his girlfriend back west. I hope they're doing alright".

Just then, the convoy of El Caminos pulled over, 10K'S being third and following suit. "Probably just Murphy whining or Addy having to pee." He scoffs and exits the car, stretching his long limbs "I'll introduce you to them in a sec. If you want, I could teach you a thing or two about shooting. I had to learn real fast to not waste bullets. They're getting harder to find, and I'm sure the longer we stay, there will be some Zs that need mercied". With that, he led you over to the rest of the group and everyone said their hellos, gave you water, and teased 10K about picking up cute random strangers; this of course made a blush spread across his cheeks before he whipped his head around due to the gnashing and groaning sound coming closer "Puppies and kittens, 10 o'clock! we got um"! He set his rifle up next to yours and managed to get a head shot on 3 fast moving Zs. He definitely didn't give himself the credit he deserved when it came to mercy.

Quickly, he knelt down behind you and wrapped his trigger finger around yours as he chest pressed softly into your back, his muscular arms helping your aim your rifle just right. "Ok, now pull the trigger. Should be a head shot." You pulled, but in your nervousness, the aim slipped and made it a shoulder shot instead. 10K repositioned the gun, forcing the butt of it into your shoulder "don't be nervous. Just aim, keep your focus and fire. There is only one left and he's moving slower. Must be hit in the leg. Relax Y/N." He spoke softly in your ear and nudged his finger against yours, causing the trigger to pull and a zombie brain to splatter in the distance.

10K stood up with a huge smile on his face, raising his hands up in the air as congratulations. "Wow! Way to go Y/N! See, you'll be a sharp shooter in no time! Bullet went straight through what used to be that Z's brain"!

You stood and blushed as Addy and Doc cheered along. It had been a while since anyone had been that proud of your for anything, and it felt great! 10K put his fingerless gloved hand of your shoulder and gave it a good squeeze "I'll help you keep shooting as long as you stay with us, and I really hope you stay with us, Y/N". He placed a soft kiss on your hairline and gave you the warmest smile.

You were at a loss for words and your face burned red. You had never wanted help so badly in your life, and you were going to take all of it you could get!

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Fanfic based off of the lyrics in the song "Thinking of you" by A Perfect Circle. Song should be playable while reading. Written for a friend of the Gotham fandom so I apologize for it not being z nation themed like my other fics!

Summary: after getting close with Nygma on the couch after a party gone wrong (S3,E6) Penguin begins to have impure thoughts about Nygma which he hides and goes to his room to sort them out on his own... in his own way.

Pairing: Penguin/Edward Nygma

Warnings: smut, Male masturbation(Penguin), homosexuality/homosexual thoughts

Thinking Of You:

Night had fallen upon Gotham and after what happened at the party, everyone needed to find their way to bed, but first Oswald had to make sure Nygma was ok. He brought Nygma some warm tea on the couch and offered to take him to the hospital to check out the severe bruising on his neck. Nygma refused and both men found their ways to their bedrooms.

Penguin didn't know what it was he was thinking... he didn't understand why that connection on the couch felt so strong... he didn't understand why he felt a flush come over his cheeks as he crawled, nude into bed atop satin sheets and a rather fancy duvet. He felt an urge that he hadn't in some time and it puzzled him... how could he think so impurly of Nygma? He found a small bottle of women's lotion in a side table drawer, holding it nervously in his hand, he pumped a small amount into the palm of his other hand. He laid back against the trow pillows and began to stroke himself to the thought of seeing Nygma naked although he never had... he could only imagine the image of his supple skin, taut against his long, thin body. Or how his glasses would fog up, had they ever kissed deeply given the chance. Penguin grasped harder onto his cock as he tugged a rhythm to his dirty thoughts. All of the things he wanted... no... needed Nygma to do to him. He needed him to hold him down, to tease him with his tongue and teeth. He needed Nygma's teeth to scrape against his pale, usually untouched skin as he tried to enter him with vigor, yet respect and kindness. He needed so badly to be taken control of, to be used and enjoy every second of it!

With all of these vulgar visions coming to Penguin's mind, his cock started to throb. He bit his bottom lip with a stinging harshness as his body started to tremble uncontrollably. Penguin moaned out Nygma's name in whispers and gasps, digging his heels into the mattress as his orgasm ripped through his body! A climax so great it left his body limp and still, completely relaxed. As the violent, hypersexual images start to fade from Penguin's mind, he realizes that he won't be able to hold back these feelings forever, but he also has no idea how he could ever Express them without ruining their friendship. He will have to make a choice, but maybe that could wait until a nice cup of tea on the couch again.

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Imagine/drabble based on the GIF above.

Pairing: 10K/fem!reader

Warnings: nothing really. A little pain. Fluff and cuteness.

Ya Big Baby!:

You and 10K had been separated from the group, which rarely happened, but when it did for whatever reason the apocalypse could offer... you were always happy to be alone with Tommy. He made the whole end of the world thing seem a little less scary.

10K has never really had a good friendship with trees... he was either really clumsy, or they, like everything else had it out for him!

You both were running through a small patch of forest after getting caught up in a group of Zs when all of a sudden you noticed Tommy face flat on the ground! He took a blow to the shoulder from a tree trunk and it put him on the floor. You piked the 4 Zs that were running after you both and landed on your knees beside 10K. His face looked fine, but you could hear him groaning in pain. You found out why as soon as you flipped him over and pulled him into your lap. A shard of glass from a broken bottle had lodged itself into his side, not too deep, but you could still tell it hurt!

"Y/N... you have to pull the glass out... who knows what could be on it." He grit his teeth together and dug his fingers into the ground beside of him, pulling up moss and fresh dirt. "After you get the glass out, shove this in the wound. It'll work... my dad taught me." 10K started to sweat and wince in pain.

"Alright ya big baby! Hold still!" You tried to make humor in the situation as you pulled the large shard of glass from his skin; he groaned loudly and prepared himself for the next part. You shoved the moss into the gash, holding your hand over it for a minute to make sure it was in there well.

"See! Wasn't so bad, now was it?" You held his head in your lap and leaned down, kissing his forehead sweetly. He smiled up at you "Hey... I love you Y/N. Thanks for saving my life." He said the last line with his characteristic whit. And with that, you knew he was doing just fine. "I love you too 10K." You planted a kiss on his lips and for a minute, being stranded in the woods alone wasn't so awful.

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No Such Thing As Polite In The Apocalypse

Pairings: 10K/fem!reader

Warnings: smut, angst, unprotected sex, dub-con (consensual by the time penetration happens), cursing, OoC 10K

No Such Thing As Polite In The Apocalypse:

10K was pissed and you knew it. You ran off to scavenge. It was for the team for fuck's sake! Everyone needed food and water so you didn't understand why 10K got so angry when you came back. You weren't bitten... no Zs even came after you.... so what was his problem?!?

Upon your return, you brought some MREs from a crazy hoarder's house and some gallons of water... nothing impressive, but it would keep the group alive another day. Everyone was sharing beds tonight so you crawled under the covers to 10K's ridged body... it felt so unwelcoming. You sat up straight and grabbed his bare shoulder, pulling him to his back from his side. "What's your deal?! We all do what we have to survive. Why are you so mad at me?!?" You blurted out without thought. You couldn't help it. He had never acted this way before... why would he start now?

10K rolled his eyes and sat up beside you, clearly not wanting to be awake. "Becuase Y/N... you could have gotten hurt! You could have died! I'm angry because you won't let me protect you!" His voice was deep and full of aggression. You bucked back, you didn't want to be treated like a child when the world was ending. "Fuck you! Sometimes the only thing worse than dying... is surviving for nothing! I came back... didn't I?!" You retorted with a hiss in your voice; you were just as angry... just as fed up as everyone else with this stupid apocalypse.

10K grit his teeth and looked at you with sunken in, tired eyes "Fuck me? Fuck me for caring about your safety? For not wanting you to go out alone?!" He threw the covers off himself and stood up, dressed only in boxers. The rest of his skin showing in the dim light of the room; the muscles of his arms tensing and his chest almost heaving in animosity. "Stand up." He says standing behind you with a heavy breathe in your ear, the command sticking with his hot breathe to your skin, forcing you to your feet. Your back was pressed to his chest, feeling his heart race as two of his fingers slipped into the waistband of your panties; suddenly ripping them from your bare body, the stitches popping as the fabric tore. Your whole body went still. He had never been this... this forceful... it was terrifying, yet your adrenaline was pumping. "If you fight... I'll only hurt you more." He said in a deep growl as he pressed the front side of your body to the wall, his cock throbbing against your inner thigh. "And remember, there are people in the next room." His threats came at you like blows from a 45. Your body was shaking and his shooting hand gripped tight to the back of your neck. You wanted to scream, to kick and run, but you knew there was no getting away. "10K... please... I'm sorry... I won't..." finally he thrust himself into you with such roughness your knees almost buckled, stopping your apology mid sentence. You winced in pain, remembering not to scream as your body became used to him inside you. His body crashed hard against yours, you felt his lips press against you ear "How does it feel Y/N? How does it feel to be controlled? To be weak? Tell me." Anger fumed in his voice as it whispered harshly in your ear.

"10K... I didn't mean to. I'm sorry!" You muled as his hips continued to snap, hitting the sweet spot inside you. Your legs shook, you were losing it, and couldn't hold much longer. 10K bit hard into your shoulder, his hand forcing you harder against the wall. "Don't you cum, Y/N! Not until I say so! Not until you deserve it!" You could hear the bitterness in his words as his thrust became unsteady. You knew he was going to orgasm soon.

"10K! Ugh! I need it! Please! Please!" You moaned out as your fingertips tried to grip at the flat wall you faced. Your legs were weak, your whole body coming undone as 10K stroked deep inside of you.

"That's it, baby. Say you're sorry and cum for me!" His hand other hand reached down to grab your ass as hard as he could, pouring himself into you with one final thrust. At the very moment, with his demanding words, your whole body flushed with pleasure leaving you speechless and tingly. You had learned your lesson. No more going out alone... that was unless you wanted 10K to teach you the consequences again.

[apocalypses-and-other-things]

Oneshot based on the above GIF.

Pairing: fem!reader/10K

Warnings:smut, female masturbation, voyeurism(10K), cursing

Summary: the team finds a safe place for the night, everyone has their own rooms and you decide to take advantage of that. 10K hears his name in your voice and decides to keep listening.

Name Calling:

It was late and yeah, you were tired, but it wasn't often that everyone got their own room so you'd be damned if you didn't take some time for yourself! You folded some blankets up to make a semi comfortable sleeping space and stripped off your grimy clothes until you were clad in only underwear and a navy tank top, then buried yourself deep between the covers. Due to circumstances beyond your control, you didn't really get to do this often so you were being a little shy with yourself. You waited until your hands were warmed by the heat of your body under the blankets and slowly trailed one up your body, reaching and groping your breast which enticed you to gasp and breathe heavy. Turning your head to the side, pressing your cheek to the pillow, and closing your eyes tight, you tried to get a good mental picture... something for stimulation... and with the way the world was, there wasn't much to go on. With seconds to spare before you gave up, your fingers traveled down to tease at your clit in small circles as an image of 10K came to mind, you imagined his calloused fingers were where yours are, nimbly moving over your sensitive sex as his teeth bit and nipped at the soft skin of your neck and collar bone, his tongue licking back over the marks he had made. Your brain was working wonders as your fingers did the same, causing your back to arch up as your mouth opened to utter 10K's name in gasping moans. Your body was on fire with the sensation!

At that moment, 10K, who restlessly wondered the hall heard your voice calling out his name. He thought you may have been having some sort of bad dream at first so he put his ear to the door before coming in to wake you. He stood completely still when he finally caught onto why his name was coming out of your mouth. The way you were gasping it, whining it, thinking of him while you pleasured yourself... a heat shot straight to his core as he continued to listen to you moan your fantasies of him. He ran his hand over his cock, now stiff in his jeans, biting hard into his bottom lip.

Just on the other side of the door, you began to come undone, moving your fingers faster in harsh circles, using your other hand to pinch your nipple between two fingers; you were still thinking of him... wishing he were doing all of this to you. "Fuck! Fuck! 10...10K..." and with that, your toes curled and your body tensed in euphoria! You hadn't orgasmed that well since before the undead took over.

You lay beneath the blankets, letting your body ride out the pleasure when you hear the wooden floor creek outside your door, bringing you out of your daze. Heavy foot steps scrambled off down the hall to the left. Freezing for a second, you realize there was only one room to the left... the one 10K took... your cheeks flushed. Had he heard you? If he did... you hoped it made him think of you too! You'd leave it to chance.

[apocalypses-and-other-things]

I Can't Do It Alone

Short(ish) 10KxReader fic based on the lyrics "So tell me baby, pretty baby that this house is not a graveyard. Tell me how to stay strong and carry you home over corpses of her long lost fathers and her unborn daughters, cause God-damnit I can't do it alone." From the 3oh3 song by the same title. First time posting anything so feedback is appreciated!

Pairing: 10K/fem!reader

Warnings: *awful writing maybe?*, flirtatious behavior, fluff, kissing

Wordcount: IDK (sorry!)

I Can't Do It Alone:

It was three years into the zombie apocalypse... maybe even three and a half... you weren't quite sure at this point. Showers had come few and far between; hope for humanity was even fewer and further. You had mercied more Zs than you cared to admit and it was getting old really fast. You were hulled up safe in a house waiting for a hoard to pass when you heard frantic... wait... was that humans you heard?! You raced to the back door that live hands were pounding on and swung it open while 2 people in their group provided cover as they poured into the home you had taken as yours.

After introductions from Warren, Doc, Addy, Mac, Cassandra, and a very snarky Murphy, you finally made your way over to a lanky yet toned, pale black haired boy who sheepishly announced himself as 10K. You already knew you liked him a little more than you should like a stranger in a world full of zombies! You also thought that by his bright smile he had taken a liking to you as well.

10K and yourself had agreed to take the night watch to make sure no Zs got in while the others got a little shut eye. So... there you two sat on the livingroom floor beside a dim lit camper's lantern eating stale Ritz crackers and drinking some kiddie juice packs that surprisingly hadn't gone bad in the pantry when you found the place. To your surprise he spoke first, cracker stuffed in his cheek "Uhh... how long have you been alone Y/N? You seem to know your stuff. I mean, it's not like any of us were ready for this shit anyway". He swallows the cracker down with some juice and flashes those adorable teeth of his in a smirk.

You couldn't help but stare for a second until snapping back to reality to answer his question. "Oh! Only about a year now. I had a group of friends, but... well... you can guess what happened". You fiddled your fingers on the foil pouch, continuing "it's all good though! I can do it alone. Kinda wanna use brains... not eat um"! Your humor elicits a small chuckle from the both of you, trying not to wake the others when you notice 10K scoot himself a bit closer to you and wrap the blanket back around your shoulder that had fallen. "Ya know, you should really come along with us. California is promising. We got a guy leading us the right way. Trying to get Murphy there for a cure. Even telling us to watch out for these hoards! I'm a great shot and all, but we could really use your skill too"! His breathe hitched a little, feeling as though he got a little too excited and covered it by going for another cracker.

It couldn't be... you couldn't be getting hit on in the zombie apocalypse of all times. You let a confident smile spread across your face and looked into the soft green of his eyes. You couldn't say no, after all the house would only hold for so long. "Ok! Sold"! You beamed quietly, yet excited. "As long as the rest of your team will have me, I guess its California or bust"!

10K's eyes got wide with surprise and his next move would shock you both. His lips crashed into yours with gentle electricity as his fingers curled in your hair. The kiss was short and oh so sweet before he spoke again "I'm glad you're coming. No one can do this alone". He was right. You couldn't do this alone... and now... you didn't want to.