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Christmas Bingo Card 2024: Santa Baby - Armand Truisi x Reader

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Companion piece to:

Sunshine - You bring the sunshine to Armand's life.

Edibles (NSFW) - You help Armand to relax.

Christmas Day starts in a way that Armand could never have expected, with a red Mrs Klaus outfit that he’s sure he’s seen doing the rounds on PornHub.

When he first wakes up there’s a dread in his chest because Clara’s decided he won’t get to see the boys until the evening. That gives him a whole ten hours of sitting there thinking about how alone he is on a day that’s supposed to be dedicated to his family.

It's 10am when the doorbell goes. He’s wearing a Christmas jumper from last year and watching ‘It’s A Wonderful Life’, debating if it’s too early for a little homemade eggnog when he opens the door to see you standing there, looking like Santa’s wet dream.

He has never gotten a boner over this type of shit before but now he can’t get his jeans off fast enough.

“I thought I’d come over and give you your present.” You practically purr as you straddle his lap and Armand thinks he must be the luckiest son of a bitch on earth.

The thing he loves about being with you is that you make him the focus of your attention. It doesn’t matter if the two of you are dancing together at the Bred to Buck, catching up over the counter at the weed shop or simply trying to figure out the logistics of the next fuck, you make him your priority.

When you sink down onto his cock he’s in heaven, his hands grip the fabric of that pretty red velvet dress, bunching it in his fists as he thrusts up into you. Your head tips back, your hair falling over your shoulders, his name on your lips and it’s just the most beautiful fucking thing he’s ever seen.

You ride him like that, slow, unhurried, as if you’ve got all the time in the world and it does something to Armand because no one has ever treated him like this, no one has ever dedicated themselves to him the way that you do.

His hands slip from your waist, tangling in your hair, guiding your mouth back to his. You taste like blueberries, like the edible you’d placed on his tongue before you pulled off his jumper.

A little light relief you’d called it because you know this time of year is hard for him.

That intensity starts to build, each wave crashing through his nerve endings setting them ablaze as you rock against him. He meets you stroke for stroke, short, punctuated thrusts that have you keening for him as your pussy grips him so fucking tight he practically combusts. He buries his face into the hollow of your throat as he climaxes, his release spilling inside of you as he moans your name against your skin.

“Fuck Alma.” He whispers as he tries to catch his breath. “I’m gonna get a fucking hard on everytime I see the colour red after this.”

You laugh then, your fingers combing through his unruly curls, tugging his head back so you can see his face. His hips arch at the sensation, fucking his come a little deeper and he’s thrown back into the euphoria as you start to move once again.

“Merry Christmas.” You murmur, your gaze fixed on as his thumb traces over the apple of your cheek.

Merry fucking Christmas indeed.

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Vice: Part I

Title: Vice

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Armand Truisi x Fem!Reader

Summary: Twenty five years after Armand left you in New York, you find your way to Tulsa. Both of you have lived your lives, but you have some secrets from that time apart that may be too dark for love to overcome this time.

It’s your third night in Tulsa when there’s a knock at your hotel room door. When you move the curtain aside to see who your visitor is, you’re surprised it took him this long to show up. You had crossed paths a couple times these last few days but you refused to engage with him. The confrontation was going to happen eventually and it looks like now is the time. You slide the chain on the lock and open the door, leaning against the frame to keep him from coming inside the room. 

“Armand.” 

His dark eyes rove over your face, scanning, and trying to figure out exactly what you’re thinking. “At least you’re fucking talking to me now.” 

“This is your warning to turn around and leave because if we continue this conversation, you’re not going to like what I have to say.” 

He fiddles with the turquoise ring on his hand. “I’d rather hear about it, whatever it is, then you just fucking ignoring me every time I see you.” He pauses for a moment. “It’s been over twenty fucking years. I’ve missed you. Honest to God.” 

“The fucking balls on you.” 

He raises his eyebrows. “The fucking balls on me? I just said that I missed you, want to talk to you, find out what the last twenty fucking years have been like for you, and this is the attitude I get? The fuck are you so angry about?” 

You don’t budge an inch. “Must be nice to forget about a fifty thousand dollar debt. Especially when someone else is the one that has to pay it off.” 

Armand shakes his head. “What debt? What the fuck are you talking-” 

“Hey!” A door opens about three rooms down and a man in a bathrobe leans out the door. “Take it inside! I got kids in here!” 

You wave at the guy. “Sorry! He’s leaving.” You turn back to Armand and give him the middle finger. “Fuck off!” 

You slam the door in his face and expect him to walk away. Twenty years ago, that’s what he would have done. But he starts pounding on the door. Incessantly. Loudly. And it takes you by surprise slightly. 

“Open this fucking door, Finn!” He hits it door with his fist three more times. “I want to know what this fucking debt is!” 

The thought crosses your mind that he may be telling the truth. The fact that he didn’t just walk away, that he keeps asking about it, it’s making you question some things. A lot of things, actually. 

“Yo! I’m calling the cops!” Someone yells from another room. 

“Go ahead,” Armand shouts back. “Call the fucking cops!” 

“Fuck,” you mutter as you open the door again. “Armand, get the fuck in here.” 

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Armand knows he’s walking into a minefield when he enters the hotel room. He closes the door behind him but stays there. Your anger is still very tangible in the small space and he wants to respect that because he doesn’t understand the source of it. He wants to know what this debt is that you keep bringing up and you won’t tell him about it if you’re still enraged. He keeps fiddling with his ring, trying to figure out how to defuse this bomb after twenty plus years.  

You’re on the other side of the room, snapping clothes, folding them with military-like precision before putting them in your suitcase that’s laid out on the bed. It’s been twenty-five years and you’re just as beautiful as the day he left New York. Your face is sharper, thinner and your eyes…it hurts him to look at your eyes. There is no warmth, no teasing sparkle anymore and he doesn’t know if that’s because of him or some other reason. 

“So, you going to say anything or just stand there?” 

“There was a hit on Dwight.” 

You go stone still for half a second. It looks like a glitch in a computer program. “What did you say?” 

“The reason why I left New York, it was because Pete put a hit on Dwight when he got the twenty-five year sentence. I tried to warn him, tried calling him, but I wasn’t on some fucking list so they didn’t put me through. And then I got thinking, if they were going to kill Dwight, what was going to stop them from coming after me. I, uh, I was there, at the building fire.” 

“And that’s the reason you left New York, Pete put a hit on Dwight.” You slide a pair of shoes along the sides of your suitcase. “No other reason, Armand?” 

“I was afraid they were going to kill me for being there, for knowing what really happened.” He raises his hand. “On my kids eyes, I swear to you that’s the truth.” 

You shake your head and let out a short laugh. “Your kids, huh?” 

“Finn, I’m begging you here.” He brings his hands together, palms pressing against each other with the force of his sincerity to hear whatever it is you have to say. “What debt are you talking about?” 

You’re waffling, you have a tell. You tap your fingertips together like you’re doing morse code. You used to do it in the pub whenever a customer would try hitting on you and you were constructing the severity of your “not interested” statement. He spent hours watching the same thing happen over and over knowing that he was the one that would walk out with you when the bar closed. He missed those early morning walks through Brooklyn, especially during the fall and winter when you would tuck yourself under his arm. There’s an ache in his chest now remembering those times. You slam your suitcase shut and zip it closed and it draws his attention back to your less chilly demeanor. 

“I was told that you left New York with $50,000 that you stole from the Invernizzi family. They told me…” you pause and take a deep breath. “They accused me of being in on it, that the money that was taken was the kick up fees from the pub.”

“Who told you that?” 

“Chickie.” 

Fucking Chickie. He feels sick now and has to lean back against the door. He knows what happens to people who are left on the hook for other people's debts. The fact that you’re still alive, still standing in front of him, can only be a testament to the hell they must have put you through. 

“Finn.”  

“What?” 

He closes his eyes and braces himself. “There was no debt.” 

The silence in the room is absolutely terrifying. He opens his eyes just in time to duck the water glass that you’ve thrown at his head. 

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Tulsa King

Season 1, “Happy Trails”

Director: Lodge Kerrigan

DoP: Glenn Brown

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Three things: soup, vase, and towel for Armand

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Companion piece to:

Edibles (NSFW) - You help Armand to relax.

Sunshine - You bring the sunshine to Armand's life.

You’re sick and Armand hates it. He hates the fact that you feel so shitty, that he can’t just waive a magic wand to make you feel better. He’d trade his left arm just to see you upright, baking in his kitchen, doing the thing you love.

Instead you’re asleep in his bed and he’s waiting for that fever to break. If he doesn’t see a shift in the next couple of hours he’s taking you to urgent care despite your protests.

He wipes his hands on the towel he’s been using to dry the dishes from the chicken soup, he’s spent the past couple of hours making for you. It’s his momma’s recipe, something she used to absolutely swear by when he was living back in Brooklyn. If there’s anything that’ll heal you he’s sure it’ll be that.

He carefully pours you a bowl before setting it on a tray alongside a tiny vase with a daffodil in, one that you helped him plant earlier on in the spring. Maintaining the front yard has always felt like a chore until you come along, a lot of things had been.

He hadn’t been doing well when you’d found your way into his orbit. He was freshly divorced, crippled underneath the financial constraints of his envelope and his monthly child support payments. Unworthy and unwanted, is how he felt deep down in his heart.

And then he met you and you were like a breath of spring air, shaking away his cobwebs and insecurities with every inhale.

“I’m too old for you.” He’d told you that first night together as you straddled his lap. “You need someone…”

He hadn’t gotten to finish that sentence because you were grinding down against his cock, making him see stars.

“You feel about just right to me.” You had murmured against his lips and he’d been powerless to resist you, because the way you made him feel…

There is nothing else like it.

It’s been a few months since that night and his self confidence has grown exponentially. He’s started to see the good in the world again, take pleasure in the little things. He didn’t realise how depressed he was at the time, the darkness of the road he was hurtling down. He thanks God that you stepped into his life, that you’ve decided to stay despite his rough edges.  

Now it’s his turn to take care of you, to show you he can step up, that he can be the man you deserve despite his shortcomings.

“Baby.” He mumbles to himself as he adds a tiny sprig of parsley as  garnish. “I’m gonna take care of you so damn good, you’re ain’t never gonna wanna leave.”

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Three things: wind, laughter, ring for Armand Truisi.

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Prequel to:

Edibles (NSFW) - You help Armand to relax.

It’s your laugh that Armand falls in love with, the sweet sound of it as you lie underneath him, your hands threading through his unruly curls. He buries his face into the curve of your throat, your chest vibrating against his as his stubble tickles your sensitive skin and you make that noise again drowning out all of those doubts.

He knows he’s too old, too jaded, too brittle but when he’s with you, he doesn’t feel like that. He feels light, carefree, happy. That’s why he can’t seem to quit you no matter how hard he might try because you’re his drug, his new addiction and he just can’t seem to get enough of you.

“Stay the night.” He requests, his thumb ghosting over your cheek, turquoise ring contrasting against the hue of your skin. “Wake up with me in the morning.”

This thing between the two of you it’s only just started tonight but he wants it to last because you, you bring a sunshine to his life he’s never had before you met.

“Oh Armand.” You whisper, the edges of your mouth tipping up into a smile. “I was hoping you'd say that.”

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What I've Been Working On This Week:

Baggage - Mike F - Mike's forced to explain his history when he says another woman's name in his sleep.

Lilies - LJ Gibbs - Despite what you say Gibbs knows you're anything but fine.

Closure - LJ Gibbs - Closing Violet's case leaves Gibbs thinking about the future.

Roberta - Manny P - You're introduced to Manny's ex-wife for the first time.

Christmas Bingo Card 2024: Santa Baby - Armand T - You surprise Armand with a special costume.

Christmas Bingo Card 2024: Lady In Red - Terry S - Christmas hits hard for Terry when you host a Santa event at your gallery.

Honesty - Terry S - A series of unsolicited messages leads you to discover what Terry's been up to.

Broken Glass - Travis W - You find out Travis's secret in the midst of a fight about another woman.

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New Fics Under The Cut:

Justified:

Stars - Tim's not like the other guys.

Law & Order:

Youtube In Church - Jalen catches you watching Youtube in church.

Law & Order SVU:

1am - You call Joe at 1am asking for a ride

Leverage:

Star - Eliot realises he's made a terrible mistake.

Mayor of Kingstown:

Day Five - Robert reminisces about how it started between the two of you.

The Musketeers:

Grief - Treville's grieves you after he receives news of your death.

NCIS Origins:

The Written Word - Mike's world is turned upside down when he discovers a letter written by Violet before her death.

Closure - Gibbs supports you in the aftermath of the arrest.

Tracker:

Snow - Colter makes a realisation when you end up staying the night in Nebraska.

Tulsa King:

A Beautiful Widow - Your husband's death changes things for you and Goodie.

Sunshine - You bring the sunshine to Armand's life.

Hurt - Mitch knows it can only end in heartbreak.

Birthday - You give Dwight a gift he doesn't expect.

Scars - Bill decides to take care a problem when a face from your past shows up.

The Right Person - Dwight thinks he might just be the one to make you happy.

Yellowstone:

Colorado - Jamie takes off to Colorado for a break after John's betrayal.

Bruises - You confront Malcolm Beck about his role in the reservation murders.

Wyoming - Travis's mother calls Rip to get her son under control.

The Fourth Son - John runs into his son in the street.

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New Characters Added:

Wes Mitchell (FBI International)

Will Ready (Rescue: Hi - Surf)

New Fics Under The Cut:

911:

Time (NSFW) - Buck and you spend a little time together.

Chicago Med:

The First Time (NSFW) - Yours and Dean's first time together.

Gift Wrap - Dean and you spend Christmas together over Zoom.

Cobra Kai:

Lady In Red - Terry struggles to come to terms with your inability to start a family.

Doctor Odyssey:

Please - Max wants to ask you to stay.

FBI International:

One Night - Wes asks if he can stay the night while he finds a place in Budapest.

Think About It - Wes asks you to think about his offer.

Push - Wes realises he's pushed you too hard.

Justified:

The Good Book - Tim makes you a promise you don't think he can keep.

Missed Call - Tim's world crumbles when he listens to your voicemail.

NCIS:

The Duck Pond - You try to tell Alden how you're feeling.

Wishful Thinking - You realise Alden isn't coming home.

A Little Naughty, A Little Nice - Casanova reflects on your relationship.

NCIS - NOLA:

Distraction - Dwayne can't stop thinking about what happened.

Rescue: Hi-Surf:

Ambition - Will contemplates the future.

Top Gun Maverick:

Christmas Alone - Your marriage is stretched to breaking point when Beau gets a new posting.

Tulsa King:

Soup - Armand takes care of you while your sick.

Santa Baby (NSFW) - You give Armand a special gift.

Yellowstone:

Enough - Jamie questions his self worth.

Bullshit - You deal with Jamie's phone after he becomes overwelmed.

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Edibles: Armand Truisi x Reader (NSFW)

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Armand has a hard time relaxing, you see the stress he carries, the way it pushes down on his shoulders day after day. He has an ex-wife and two boys to fend for, an envelope he needs to be delivered on a weekly basis and you…

He has you.

The girl who comes around with the gummies when the pressure gets a little too much to vent and your usual methods of stress relief don’t cut it.

Tonight, you place one on his tongue as you straddle his hips on the couch. The flavour bursts on his tastebuds as your fingers thread through his unruly curls. You tug his head back and a low moan erupts from his throat as you kiss his lips. He tastes like wild berries, like the first blush of seasonal fruit in the fall. His hips arch up against your core, grinding against you as his fists grasp the fabric of your dress, keeping you situated  in just the right place.

“In thirty minutes you’re gonna be so relaxed baby.” You whisper as you begin to unbutton his shirt.

The material falls away from his skin, revealing his firm, tanned chest. Your fingertips trail over the dusting of dark hair until they come to linger on his belt buckle. You unfasten his jeans, guiding the denim and his underwear gently over his hips, his dick jutting out, already hard, already leaking. You slip from his lap onto your knees and his head tips back into the sofa cushion, a ragged cry tearing from his throat as your tongue licks up that perfect drop of pre-cum beading on the head of his cock.

“Oh mi alma.” He whispers, the editable kicking in as his hands plunge into your hair. “You always know how to take such good care of me.”

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New Characters:

Tim Gutterson (Justified)

Armand Truisi (Tulsa King)

Leroy Jethro Gibbs (NCIS: Origins)

Mike Franks (NCIS: Origins)

New Fics:

911 - Lone Star:

The Night Shift - Judd reassures you about your new role on the nightshift.

Chicago Med:

Someone Who Loves You - Sean and you become a family.

Scars - Jack wants more but is shy for asking about it.

Umbrella - Dean has a new lease of life after this surgery.

Field of Daisies - Mitch knows exactly how to get you out of your head.

Cobra Kai:

Postcards From My Heart - Terry discovers what you've been up to abroad.

CSI:

Worry - Josh worries about you.

FBI:

The Life You Could Have - You get a glimpse into the life you could have with Stuart.

Haven:

Virgin (NSFW) - You and Dwight try something new.

Death In A Tarot Card - Duke learns his fate.

Justified:

Bad Timing - You and Tim have always had a case of bad timing.

Law & Order:

Too Damn Close - Jalen thinks about what almost happened.

Magnum PI:

Put On A Show - You get a little hot and bothered when Shammy works out.

NCIS - Origins:

The Ice Queen - Gibbs meets The Ice Queen for the first time.

Break The Ice - A act of decency helps Gibbs to break the ice.

Count To Five (NSFW) - Mike comes home to a naked woman in his bed.

Pool House (NSFW) - You and Mike steal a moment alone at the LA Law Enforcement Conference.

Psych:

Every Single Word (NSFW) - Carlton meant every single word of that voice mail.

Supernatural:

Knoxville - Dean fucks up after struggling with his feelings for you.

Tulsa King:

Whiskey Business - Your relationship with Bill changes during a whiskey tasting event.

Her Name Was Lola - You meet Mitch's wife.

Hell of A Message - You send a message to your ex Bill.

Edibles (NSFW) - You help Armand to relax.

Yellowstone:

Wet - You and Travis discuss something you've been avoiding.

Dick - Those rumours about Travis are true.

Promises - Jamie makes a promise to your baby.

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5500 Follower Celebration Bingo Card Follower Celebration - Final Square!

I can not believe how quickly this has come around! When I first started this blog I had no idea I would ever get to this point or that so many people would enjoy my silly little stories.

I just want to say thank you so much to everyone who has followed and supported me and this is my way of showing it.

The bingo card will be up over the next few days so that everyone gets a shot due to different time zones and such.

As usual all fics will be available for Early Access on Patreon.

As this is an event for followers I will only be accepting submissions by my followers, that means NO ANONS. If an Anon ask pops in for a submission on the bingo card, I will not be assigning the square.

The Rules:

No Anons

You must be a follower of the blog

One Bingo Square per Character

One Bingo Square/Char per ask

When a character is assigned I will add them to the bingo card so you can see it.

If a Char/Square isn't working for me, the Square will be reset.

As usual check the pinned post on my blog to see who I'm writing for. I've added a few newbies recently.

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Halloween Bingo Card! Let's get spooky!

Hi guys!

I know it’s late but I thought I’d do a little thing for Halloween for all my followers. I also thought it may be a fun little change of pace with prompts.

As this is an event for followers I will only be accepting submissions by my followers, that means NO ANONS. If an Anon ask pops in for a submission on the bingo card, I will not be assigning the square.

The Rules:

No Anons

You must be a follower of the blog

One Bingo Square per Character

One Bingo Square/Char per ask

When a character is assigned I will add them to the bingo card so you can see it.

If a Char/Square isn't working for me, the Square will be reset.

As usual check the pinned post on my blog to see who I'm writing for. I've added a few newbies recently.

Any questions just ask!

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Armand Truisi Masterlist

Sunshine - You bring the sunshine to Armand's life.

Edibles (NSFW) - You help Armand to relax.

Santa Baby (NSFW) - You give Armand a special gift.

Soup - Armand takes care of you while your sick.

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PATREON EARLY ACCESS - CHRISTMAS BINGO CARD 2024: Santa Baby - Armand Truisi x Reader

Christmas Day starts in a way that Armand could never have expected, with a red Mrs Klaus outfit that he’s sure he’s seen doing the rounds on PornHub.

When he first wakes up there’s a dread in his chest because Clara’s decided he won’t get to see the boys until the evening. That gives him a whole ten hours of sitting there thinking about how alone he is on a day that’s supposed to be dedicated to his family.

It's 10am when the doorbell goes. He’s wearing a Christmas jumper from last year and watching ‘It’s A Wonderful Life’, debating if it’s too early for a little homemade eggnog when he opens the door to see you standing there, looking like Santa’s wet dream.

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