random-stories-and-stuff

[random-stories-and-stuff]

Dan Fielding x reader

Warnings: None that I can think of

(Currently working on a few requests for this fine man. Look out for them here in the near future!!!)

******

If Dan were to describe himself, I am sure he would say. Successful, confident, great with the ladies, and completely happy. The only problem with this is that even though all 4 of those things are correct, he left a couple out. Dan, in my eyes, after working with the man for years, has revealed some things about him that I find irresistible. Over time, I have noticed that almost every time I have seen him try to get a woman's attention. Not only does he beg for them to give him a chance, especially if they are, in fact, hard to get, he gets desperate. That desperation that he's shown has become something that I love about him. Another thing is the fact that even though he comes off as an asshole and is always able to make an enemy out of anyone, he made an effort to keep the friends he made here. Back when I first met Dan. He had tried to get me to go out for drinks with him. I said no. I must have said no at least a dozen times that week. Over time, he asked me out less and less until he finally stopped. The subtle glances at my ass and other parts of my body never stopped. That didn't bother me. Even though I worked closer to Harry than anyone else, I still got to see all his friends. Which, of course, included Dan. I have come to a startling predicament. Dan is, in fact, a ladies' man. He loves to flirt with women constantly. So, over time, I have become quite happy watching Dan get rejected. Time and time again. Most people here actually find it amusing, like I do. Except for the day he does, get lucky. I find myself getting jealous. I watched his smug smirk as he looked them up and down. It makes steam rise from my head. Pisses me off to no extent. Harry is the only one who knows how I feel. But the one thing I have successfully kept to myself was the fact that anytime he is desperate, begging, or on his knees, literally and metaphorically, it's so arousing, what I would do if he were in front of me on his knees. Everything is going normal. I was going to Harry's office when I spotted Dan leaving it. Not wanting to make any conversation, I just went for the door. He saw me and shook his head.

"He's not in there. He's not in the restroom, and he's not in the cafeteria. I don't know where he is."

Sighing in frustration, I try to think of anywhere he could be. I decide against running around for him and go for the door anyway. He'll be back soon. I walk past Dan and into Harry's office. I go to his couch, and I sit. The door is still open, and when I think it's about to close, Dan walks in and shuts it.

"I'll wait with you. I need to talk to him."

Nodding, I look anywhere else but him. He walks over to the chairs and table and takes a seat. Everything is silent for what feels like forever until I finally decide to bring something up.

"So, Dan. How did that date go with that lady yesterday?"

He smiles, but it seems forced. He shrugs and looks at his hands.

"Oh, it went alright. Nothing happened. She ended up having to go home, emergency, or something."

Nodding, I can't help but let the shit-eating grin take over my face. He notices almost immediately.

"What's so funny?"

Shaking my head, I wave him off, hoping he'll forget he even saw me smile.

"No, no. What are you smiling at? Me getting dumped halfway through drinks? Is that funny to you?"

Looking over at him, I can't help but feel slightly sorry for him.

"Listen, Dan. The number of women you have asked to drink with you is huge. I hate to say this to you, but I can't count how many times your "dates" have gone bad. You've had more failures than successes. At least since I've known you."

His face drops into a frown, and he looks off into space. How mouths a silent 'more fails than successes?' I honestly do feel bad for him.

"Dan. I imagine you are a great guy. But it would help if you were kind. It would help if you were less desperate. The number of times I have seen you on your knees for these women who would never give you the time of day is staggering. You need a different plan."

He looks at me quickly after hearing my words. He seemed shocked, almost like he had no idea what I was talking about.

"What do you mean desperate? Also, I have never gotten on my knees for any of these women. Especially not the ones in the courtroom!"

He says as he stands up to defend himself. He walks over and places his hands on his hips. I give him a look that says he's full of shit. He shakes his head at me and looks toward the window.

"Dan, even though I have only known you for a short time, I don't make a habit of lying to people. Even the ones I don't get along with most days. I'm not lying to you now. You do seem desperate, and you have gotten on your knees before. It's quite amusing, I'm just saying."

He takes a second to absorb everything you say but can only focus on one thing at the very end. Would you like to see him on his knees? Oh, what a discovery—a shocking one at that.

"Well, thank you for your honesty. Even though I appreciate you telling me, I can't help but think about that last thing you said. Do you like seeing me on my knees? Do you also like that I'm desperate?"

Your eyes widen, and you shake your head quickly.

"God, no! I just meant it was funny, is all."

He smirks slightly and tilts his head.

"Oh, well, that's too bad. I was hoping you were being serious. It's a shame. If you asked me nicely enough, I would gladly get on my knees for you."

Maybe this was hell. Perhaps this was the devil's way of making you suffer. His words were shocking and even more surprising when he walked over to where you sat. Looking down at you, the same smug look on his face. He unbuttons his suit jacket and slowly lowers himself to his knees. His knees are just in front of your shoes, and he can't help but smirk wider. He brings his hands up and places them on your knees. He slowly pries them open and scoots himself in closer. His knees are between your feet, and his hands are still on your knees. He is gradually making his way up closer to your thighs.

"How's the view?"

He says as he almost drops the smirk and replaces it with a look that you've only ever seen directed to other women before.

"I can't lie, y/n, I can get used this. During all those times, you said no to me asking you out. You were missing out on all of this. I'll make you a deal. You agree to go on a date with me, and I will be as desperate as you want. Please?"

This could very well be a nightmare. It was a vivid nightmare you didn't want to wake up from. On the one hand, this could go very badly, and on the other, this could go very, very right. So, there was only one correct option. You start to stand up. You feel Dan's hands slightly shift at your new position, and he only renewed his hand placement. He looks up at you with those brown eyes that almost make you feel dizzy. Reaching your hand down, you slowly make contact with his cheek. He turns his face into your palm, and you feel his lips kiss your palm. His eyes only briefly break contact to close them as he kisses your skin. He looks back at you and smiles but keeps his face in your hand. 

"Ok, fine. I'll go out with you, but we have to go out tonight.  We have a couple of hours left of work, so you pick a place, and we will go when work is over. Deal?"

Smiling, he jumps up excitedly. His eyes are squinted due to how intensely he is smiling. He takes your hand in his, and his smile slowly falls into a more calm smile. 

"I know a perfect place with lots of options. I won't disappoint, I promise!"

Smiling, you nod at his words. 

"Playing into the whole desperate act, huh?"

His smile falls slightly into one more like a smirk. 

"Oh, you have seen nothing yet."

"Looking forward to it. Don't get cold feet; I look forward to this date."

You say as you walk away from him and open the door. Looking back at him, he is still staring at you. Winking, you smile and open the door. Walking out, you leave him to think.

You always liked Dan. He could come off as an ass but that was just something you liked. You genuinely were looking forward to this date. This night was going to be so good. 

[random-stories-and-stuff]

Garland Greene

Garland Greene: Home Again

[random-stories-and-stuff]

Garland Greene x reader

Home Again

Requested: Nope

Warning: Nah

(Well, I’ve been wanting a fic for this man for forever and there is none, so I decided to do it. For those who are fans of Steve and love this character, this is for you boo!)

*****

Let's be real for a moment. In a sane person's mind would they, in knowing someone was a bad person, would they still try to pursue a relationship with them? No, they would not. But did you? Yes, yes you did. And with the worst person you could find. But truth be told, you only found out he was a murderer after he was arrested and charged for his crimes. But most people would actually cut all ties with them, you didn't. And truth be told you did get a lot of shit for it. But did you care? No. As a regular occurrence you'd visit Garland often. You'd tell him about the outside world, and how lonely the house is without him. He'd often joke to you about how maybe someday he'll jailbreak and come home and surprise you. Of course, he was one of the most dangerous serial killers of all time, making the Manson family look like the partridge family.

You had been at home when a group of police officers came to your door with a warrant to search your home. You had no idea what was even happening and not wanting to cause trouble you let them. When they were done one officer came to you with one of the most serious looks you had ever seen. "Do you know where he is?" Confused you shake your head "Do I know where who is?" You could see the officer's shaky behavior. "Garland Greene. Do you know where he is?" Holy shit. Is he implying that he's escaped? "Officer, the last time I saw Garland was when I visited him last week in jail. Please don't tell me he's escaped?" The officer nodded his head, "Yeah him and quite a few other very dangerous people. We suggest you come with us, for safety." "No, I would much rather stay here. I have plenty of things to keep me safe and trust me, I'm locking every single door and window when yall leave."

Of course, they kept pestering you and kept suggesting this and that, but in the end, you stayed home, and they left. Youd did lock every door and window. When you were done you went to your kitchen and made some coffee. While you were waiting for it get finished, something unexpected happened. "I thought you were over drinking coffee so late into the day?" That voice. That voice that you had gotten so used to hearing fill your house. You smiled and turned around and sure enough there he was. Some ugly brown jacket on his shoulders and of course the perfect white clothes. And those eyes, those blue pools. So many nights had you looked into them and fell into a deep sleep. "Well, being so lonely in this house, things have changed garland, mainly for the worst. But maybe since your here you can help me change them back." He chuckled at that. "You know I heard those police officers ask you where I was, and I couldn't help but hear you say, 'Please don't tell me he's escaped.' Are you not happy I'm home?" You roll your eyes at that "Garland, don't do that. You know that all I've wanted for years was for you to be home. I can't celebrate you escaping in front of them. Then people will really think I'm crazy." "Well, you do have to be a little off your rocker to be in love with someone like me." By now he's already crossed the threshold of the kitchen and was now in front of you, his arms wrapped around your waist. Your eyes were closed, and your arms were wrapped around his neck. He was smiling and so were you. "God how many nights I wished and dreamed of seeing you again. and to finally touch you. Hearing your voice through that fucking phone, plagued my thoughts. I had forgotten how your voice actually sounded. But now that your home again, I am not letting you go this time. They'll have to take me with you." He hums in thought "How about we both go up to the bedroom and have a proper reunion?" You smirk and lean in closer to him. Your lips mere centimeters apart. "I've missed this the most." You say as you pull away before anything could happen. You turn the coffee pot off and walk towards the stairs. He follows behind you closely.

You truly did miss him and hopefully you could keep him with you for a while.

*****

(Even though Garland is literally a murderer, I still like him.)

[random-stories-and-stuff]

Masterlist

Matrix

Agent Smith 

Agent smith: For Love

[random-stories-and-stuff]

Agent smith

For Love

Requested: Nope

Warning: Brief mentions of killing someone

(First fic for Agent Smith, I hope you all like it and also, I made up a character named joker. He is not a real character from the movies, nor is he based off any character from the movies.)

*****

Truth be told being on the "bad" side of this war was obviously a problem. Especially when you used to be on Morpheus's side. Against the machine and all about good over evil. How could this have happened. Especially when Morpheus talked about such a glorious fight against the machine. But truth be told, you whole world only turned upside down when you met a certain agent. Agent smith to be exact. He had come to your work one day and had decided to ask you some question. It started very normal, everything seemed fine, until you begun to see more and more of this agent smith. You'd see him at the store, at the bus stop, at work in the lobby, And then the most shocking of all, your apartment building. Though truth be told he did seem off, but you just figured he was like that all the time and so were all the other agents you had seen.

Though sooner than later a man named Morpheus came into your life and had told you that if you took this or that pill your reality would change or stay the same. You didn't know what to do but unlike most people put in this position, you took the wrong pill. And some may say you decided against seeing the reality out of fear of the truth, but the real truth was because you had one person on your mind, Smith. It was wrong, you knew that but when you came home that night you walked into your living room to be met by smith himself. He was smiling slightly at you. "I take you know all about what just happened?" He nods his head and slowly takes his glasses off. "Yes, and we've known for a while that's he's been trying to contact you. I wanted to warn you about him, but it seems that that is irrelevant now that you declined his offer." You nod your head and place your jacket on the arm of the couch. You walked closer to the agent and looked him in the eyes. "Would you like to know why I declined?" He tilts his head to the side before speaking "Why?" "Because of you. I kept thinking about you. He talked about the machine and how the human rebellion has to stop it. But I couldn't stop thinking about you. I know you're a program, he warned me about you, but I don't care." You say looking down. His perfectly shined shoes reflecting back at you, and you could feel his cold stare at your head.

Being a program, he shouldn't have been able to do what he does, but somehow, he was. He wasn't like the other agents. He had talked to you about fighting against your own people and how if you did it would help the machine and you would be rewarded greatly. Of course, you could hear bullshit, even a program couldn't make that sound good. But agent smith knew how to make it sound good. You had already agreed to help but he made sure to seal the deal. He had already broken his own code by talking to you in a way that humans did. He had gone on walks with you and even sat in your living room talking to you about your boring day. He broke it even more by kissing you one day. Very abruptly and out of nowhere. After he just looked at you. The flush on your cheeks and neck were evident. "I suppose I did that correctly. I've been reading that a good way to show affection for someone would be to kiss them." You nodded at him and leaned in to kiss him again. You smiled at him and went back to what you were doing before.

The day you officially became one of the machines allies, was the day you had been given the task of killing a fellow human. You didn't want to do it at all, giving information was good enough but they needed you to prove your dedication to the machine. And for smith, you'd do it a hundred times over. So, when you met a human nicknamed joker. You had been told that he was very tricky and that he usually got away. So, initially he had no idea who you were. The agents had set you up in an apartment building to bait him in thinking there was an escape. When he barged through the door and went straight to the phone you walked out. At first, he thought you were on his team and when he wasn't expecting it you pulled your gun and shot him in the head. It was sudden. And when the phone rang you picked it up. The first thing your heard was Morpheus. And then Trinity yelling at you practically screaming and crying. "You should have warned your people about me. Didn't you see this coming? Oh, and tell Trinity I said hi." You say as you hang up the phone and pull it out of the wall.

Truth be told, the target on your back was almost nonexistent till now. The amount of trouble you have now was almost enough to kill you. But when you have so many agents protecting you and the fact that you were a human on the machines side, was even better. You were trained harder, faster, better than some of the offspring that came out of Morpheus's training. And if it meant you could keep Smith forever, you'd kill as many of them as you needed too.

*****

(Hope you enjoyed!)

[random-stories-and-stuff]

Masterlist

God imma regret this. Here's my:

Agent Smith (Matrix)

Garland greene (Con-Air)

Johann Schmidt *Red Skull* (Captain America)

Paul Smecker (Boondock saints)

Tom levitt (Smash)

V (V for Vendetta)

Willing:

SFW

Any gender

Any sexuality

Any “body” preference

Most of it will be gender neutral though

NSFW (For both headcanons and fics)

Not willing:

Pedophilia  

Incest

Suicide

Self-Harm

Reader death

Polyamorous relationships (I'm sorry)

Religions (I'm not familiar with a lot of them)

Necrophilia  

Rape