#cw mature

[letternotekisses]

Huhu! Sry same gal again from last req! I just realized with my last request that bw!assistant timeline with the bw cast could be maybe fun to read if you got any hc or drabbles for it :D also Im considering rn to make some doodles based on some of your post/hcs they r just too goooooood<33 i feel inspired

(18+mdni) anon i would go apeshit for doodles that is so SWEET, take my random ass thoughts on this cuz we love assistant reader here on my blog!!

Gabriel is the stern figurehead who keeps everyone in line, and is probably tied with Moira in last place in terms to warming up to the whole sharing idea. He's easily swayed once you settle in though, because you're good at your job and help keep whatever stress he has mounting at bay. (Shoulder massages and plentiful glasses of bourbon whiskey goes a long way.) He often has to step in when the boys are being a tad too rough with you, reminding Genji & Cassidy that bench pressing you as a test of strength in whatever dick measuring contest they have going on won't mean anything when he's around because he's your favourite anyway.

Behind closed doors is a little different. Gabriel allows you an insight to his tender side, not only his stress but his wants and desires. Many a night have you been spread over thick thighs, quivering legs braced either side of him as he works, a smug smile spread over his lips as you twitch around him and beg for any semblance of relief as he steadies you with a large hand on your hip. He won't relent until you're blubbering and flexing your cute little nails into his skin, barely able to make a dent in him as his fat cock nudges against the deepest parts of you. Only then will Gabriel coo mockingly at you, putting his datapad down to fuck you silly over his desk.

You're kept safe and and warm and hidden. Tucked away like one of Blackwatch's many secrets. Gabe protects what belongs to him, and as far as he's concerned? You're one of his, and he's happy to do what it takes to keep it that way. (Plus, his boys like you. And it keeps them busy enough to stop annoying him.)

Cassidy laid the charm on thick as soon as you stepped through the damn door. A pretty secretary, just for them? Oh, he was smitten from the get go. He spends most of his free time draped over your desk as you type away, shooting him an amused look every now and then when you catch him giving you goo-goo eyes. You ask him why he would bore himself like this, and he always replies in the same old way that has your heart fluttering every time. Ain't nothing boring around you, darlin. Reyes often drags him off by the scruff, his hat drooping clumsily on his head as he blows a kiss to you on the way out.

Usually the one to help keep a sense of normalcy for you within Blackwatch, often taking you out to bars and bistros he's familiar with despite Reyes' warnings. Cassidy will happily take any scolding for you, anything to see the pretty secretary smile.

And I'm afraid to say it, but he's an absolute horndog who can't get enough of the attention you give him. Even just curling your fingers under his hairy chin to pull him in for a cheeky kiss has Cassidy harder than stone, the hot mass prodding into your thigh persistently until you do something about it. And if he's not humping into your pretty pussy at the speed of light or eating you out with utmost enjoyment, then he's plopping his hat onto your head while you ride him within an inch of his life. Giddyup, Cowgirl.

Genji was almost elusive when first meeting you, but his hesitation's quickly sobered when you didn't treat him like a monster because of his synthetic appearance. He started to avoid you less and less until he began inviting you along to meditate, or vying for your attention in silly, stupid bets with Cassidy. He's a little old fashioned in his approach, too, leaving behind meaningful gifts at your desk to show that he listens and cares. And whilst he's outwardly the sweetest, you know the mischief that lies behind Genji's cool exterior.

(You take him up on his offer to train you, just a few basic moves so that you can defend yourself. And as good as you get, he'll always be better, putting your ass on the mat for the millionth time and making you pout playfully when he chalks it up to his ninja skills, a humble offering to soothe your bruised ego.)

And he definitely puts his ninja skills to good use by sneaking up on you, making you jump as he surrounds you from behind, your soft body settling perfectly against his own. He takes advantage of the positioning to part your soft thighs from behind, the skin so plush and unmarred unlike his own, Genji can't help but want to bury himself within it. It's often how you end up being fingered until you can barely speak, or being eaten out from under your desk while you try not to break your cool. And when he's not making your life hell by trying to get you caught, he's whisking you away to somewhere a little more private so he can fuck your thighs and bury his face into your neck to inhale that warm scent of yours.

Moira is on strict orders not to scare you off, but the warning only entices her closer. She's slow to approach, like you're a rabbit that might break into a sprint once you catch a hint of her wolfish scent on the wind. But you don't. You're a hardy, spirited little thing and she certainly wants a piece of you now, listening to you talk with her hands clasped behind her back and her head inclined towards you, her eyes bright and predatory and intrigued. It has you flustered and often seeking her approval, something she likes.

As odd as any other Blackwatch agent may find her, you often find yourself drawn back to Moira's presence. You talk about any and all things to her and most times her response is something so decadently intelligent that it flusters you to no end, and she's all too pleased to indulge in whatever information about yourself that you share to her.

She also enjoys using her knowledge to her advantage, helping you discover new things about your body that you may not have even known yourself, pushing you to absolute limits with experiments purely for her own enjoyment. Experiments such as the amount of times you can cum in one session with her, good thing she knows the exact right spot to reach with her fingers, hm?

[spicykellybear]

Serirei consensual spanking pretty please??

Hi, anon!!!! I did a little doodle for you : ] not sharing the full here but I now know that you follow me on my priv twitter, so you can see it there hehe ✌️crop under the cut bc of the suggestiveness

[leftneb]

Jesus Fucking Christ you need to warn a guy. What if I died

[myfaceaches]

Excuse me my eyes are down here

[butteronabun]

CW: hella suggestive. Mature. Minors shooo! Nothing explicit happens, but there are mentions of intercourse. Female reader.

You’re not even doing it on purpose. It’s just unbearably hot as of the moment in Mondstadt right now, so can Diluc really blame you for these unforgiving circumstances? Is it really your fault when your gentleman of a husband can’t even look at you in the eye when you wore something cooler—a simple camisole and shorts that reveals too much of your skin—inside the private confines of your marital bedroom?

“I’m not even seducing you,” you say from the bed, your body sprawled to the white sheets. You are obviously in distraught, as you continuously fan your sweating face with your fingers. Diluc can assume that Mondstadt’s winds aren’t just doing it for you this time. “This is the least I can do to feel refreshed.”

Diluc saunters towards you. “But even if it’s not your intention, I. . .” The gods are cruel to him, really. Even if you assert that you really are not seducing him, Diluc still wants you regardless. “Pardon, love, but I-”

He stares at the right strap that has fallen off on your shoulder. He’s not sure if his hand wants to pull it back or if he wants to let it stay exposed.

He lifts his head from it when he sees you blink up at him once he’s close. Then, you sigh, worrying him for a second, until you give him a playful smirk, “Does the hubby want to bang tonight? Smash? Knock boots?”

Diluc is taken aback from your use of terms. He almost wants to reprimand you. You are so silly. How can you say that? His cheeks heat up as he stammers, “D – Do you really have to put it like that?” Then, he sits beside you. He cannot help it but caress your cheek tenderly. ( He only hopes you won’t be bothered by the fact that he still runs hotter than anyone else, mainly because of his vision. )

You obviously ignore his concern, and he knows you’re going to tease him more about this. You lean to his touch with a satisfied hum. “What? Doing squat thrusts in the cucumber patch? Filling the cream donut? Bedroom rodeo? Bow chick a wow wow~?”

Diluc almost short circuits, and his rosy face darkens even more. Colorful words. Your boldness never fails to fascinate him. “Well, fine, if that’s what you call it, then. . .yes.”

You chuckle, “Wow, my husband just can’t resist me! He desires me everyday, it’s embarrassing~”

Maybe it was embarrassing before, but loving you is something he’s proud to do. It’s what he wants to do forever. “You are correct.” And, as your husband, isn’t it only right for him to want you so much?

Your smile grows wide. “Then, out of the goodness in my heart, I’ll allow you to do hot push ups on top of me. If you know what I mean.” You open your arms for him, welcoming him to do what he pleases, and he does not hesitate to accept it. You are, undeniably, his own temptation.

With a grunt, Diluc calls your name. He responds after you give him an affirmation that you are listening. “Just call it making love.” Then he dives down to your supine form, before finally kissing you on the shoulder that he has been subtly eyeing on for the past two minutes.

[ghostpal]

Yelling in your friends dms about joke stuff for their au is the best source of inspiration!

Dealers choice sun belongs to @certified-handler and this is NOT canon (it is in my heart tho)

[sleep-deprived-mf]

TRANSGENDER SHRIMP

CW: mature themes (shirtless guy)

i hc Shrimpo as transmasc so i drew this

Goob admiring his spite-filled trans shrimp bf off screen

[possumcollege]

Love me a good smooch. XOXO

[thereddevils]

"Afterglow" (2024)

I wonder what they've been doing...

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Idea sketch:

[zeiinoviahh]

one more of the pathetic little french boy

(nsfw) full version can be found on my twitter

[letternotekisses]

GAHHHHH THE LAST REAPER ONE HAD MY EYES PISSING FOR SOME REASON!? Love the nsfw slowburn and angst from that one. Can I kindly request for more?c:

Also cuz I don’t think I have seen that before on your blog could we get maybe a Bw!Gabe version with miss sunshine assistant this time?c: If u dont do the older timelines i would be also happy with grumpy reaps<3 love ur writing style btw u write all of the man so well wtf I’m addicted 😭

(18+mdni) anon u cutie<3 im hungover and gave my hand a try at bw reyes for the 1st time so im so sorry if its bad!

Reyes figured you were a plant, at first.

A little spy sent from Jack to gather up parts of intel that the golden boy of Overwatch could stick his nose into, to publicise the parts Reyes would rather stay hidden. And it was just like Morrison to send him someone so sweet and unassuming under the pretence of 'extra help', someone who'd bring him coffee with no complaints and organise his files with a smile. Someone to take some of that weight from his shoulders. It took a long time for Gabriel to even look in your direction at first, and even longer for him to start giving you any tasks.

(Although, that was partly your own doing. You'd stormed into his office one day when you were assured that he had no more meetings, jabbing a finger into the solid wall that was chest as you heatedly told him off over his flippant treatment towards you. Where Gabe then realised you were in fact not a honeypot, and rather just a very passionate young woman who wants to do her job. He let you chastise him until you were panting softly, where he then calmly asked you to make him a coffee, which had you thanking him in a tone almost too aggressive to be anything other than exasperatedly pleased. It was a slow start, but a start nonetheless.)

As much as he hated it, Gabriel soon came to rely on you for things. You knew every aspect of his schedule, knew how dark he took his coffee and even knew how to handle Genji and Cassidy when they started another stupid bet that had the vein in his forehead ready to burst. Gabe had become sickeningly attached to your presence at his side, clipboard in hand and an excited lilt in your voice for the day ahead. So bright eyed and bushy tailed it made him run hot with want and sick with guilt because he feared that Blackwatch would ruin you, and yet, he didn't want you to go.

And the threat of Jack plucking you back up and off to Overwatch still looms over him thickly like a storm cloud, has him drawn tight and stiff with uncharacteristic stress because he knows its something Jack can hold over his head, something he'd beg for like a dog, too.

You're too good for him and Reyes knows it. Too soft, sweet and kind compared to someone like him who runs with fire in his blood and stress hard wired in, and yet you're always there to pick up the pieces in a way that's well past professional. Letting him fuck your throat and use your mouth in in one of the many storage closets littering the hallways, in a slow stretch that makes pretty tears glitter in your eyes and has him whispering through grit teeth about how much of a good girl you are for helping him melt away some of that stress. Has him holding your hair back in a firm and tender grasp, thumbing your forehead like you were lovers.

In which, a part of him would like to be. He'd like to bring you back to his bed and tell you between breathy whispers that he loves you. To promise a ring around your finger between each slow thrust that has you gasping into his tan skin, scratching at his weathered back and whimpering his name. You're his in every way but that and it eats him from the inside out, tears his heart out his chest and eats it right in front of him because Gabriel knows he can't tether you to a man like him.

A man that isn't quite so human, something's hollow and missing and he plugs it with anger so white-hot that it fries him up inside. Time is running out and you know you're in danger by his side but you do it anyway. Gabriel knows that losing you means the world will have to burn and it makes something dark and smoky billow in his chest.

And after the Venice incident, he starts to feel that heat creep up behind him.

[spicykellybear]

post confession arc angst hugging

[ferretpup]

♱Bloodspur♱

Book content warnings // Gore descriptions, mature and sexual themes, profanity, violence, brief mentions of addiction. Most of these will not be explained in explicit detail but it is important to know they are implied and will be discussed. It is also important to note that the main character is depicted as a succubus, so don't take these content warnings lightly—boning is literally his thing.

Bloodspur is an upcoming southern gothic supernatural thriller novel that features a main leading cast of queer, poc characters. The setting is rural Tennessee, in a small town called "Mosshyde". There, a man named Circe Lovell is preparing to enter his fourth new job in a month. What he doesn't expect is what he thought was a unbeknownst police organization to be an elite taskforce dedicated to hunting the supernatural. Cryptids, the occult, the divine, even! You name it, they catch it. He is surprised to find a welcoming yet stern team called "Team Ecto" that consists of Celine Rodriguez, Seph Whitlock, Monika Lafayette, Cory Manchester, and Hector Ramírez. The organization they serve is entitled "B.O.O.O", the Bureau of Occult Offense and Organization. He is assigned to be a field soldier and it becomes hard for him to adjust to the dangerous and high stakes environment he is placed in. It also doesn't help with Hector bantering with him non stop. Things get more challenging when Circe finds himself discovering a secret testing lab that is trying to devise a more controlled strain of rabies to enhance human strength and durability for war, and he gets bit by a few of the lab's test subjects, bats. He later wakes up back at B.O.O.O with a newfound insatiable hunger for... flesh. humans... lust. Follow the team on a blood pumping and occasionally laughter inducing journey as they try to prevent Circe from spreading the the virus around. You will find the experience rather... Reforming.

[myfaceaches]

Worry not, Reigen is well-loved:)

[breakincaseofpokemonemergency]

I love being both a fast typer and slow at mentally registering things. I go to reblog some Emmet and Ingo Pokemon. I go to tag ‘submas’, and it takes five minutes before the feeling of being suddenly flashbanged by the suggested tags I saw three letters in sets in.

[notagamerlol]

cw mature

Cross is a bottom every timei don't care