#dominique luca smut

[passionwillow]

Have A Taste

Here we go, my babies! Luca x Virgin!Reader x Deacon. ❤️ I had so much fun writing this, it's definitely one of my favorites.

Warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUT. 18+ only!

Oh they would take such good care of you... Soft doms all the way.

They're each pressed into you as you stand in the bedroom, Luca's fingers undoing your blouse as he kisses along your jaw. Deacon is pressed up behind you and kissing the other side of your neck, his hands reaching around to undo your jeans.

They'd be so slow, so gentle as they undressed you, because they know the first time can be nerve wracking and scary. Especially when there's two of them.

Your blushing and trembling slightly as they take your clothing off, Luca's blue eyes soft and reassuring as he presses a kiss to your lips, drawing your attention to him as Deacon unclips your bra. He lets it slip off your shoulders to the floor as he cups your breasts, teeth grazing your shoulder as he plays with your peaked nipples.

Luca is cupping your cheek and holding you close as you whimper and moan into his mouth, wearing only your lacy pink panties as Deacon teases you, his husky breath rasping in your ear. "Such a beautiful girl, aren't you?"

His hard length is pressed into your cheek and the pleasure of his fingers pinching and rolling the tight buds between his fingers shoots straight to your core. You thighs are pressed together, desperate for some relief for the ache in your body.

Luca pulls back and eyes your chest with hungry eyes, stepping back enough to get his own clothes off. The pile of discarded clothing was growing by the second.

Only Deacon stayed dressed for the moment, his lips and teeth marking your neck as his hand slid over your tummy, dipping beneath the waistband of your flimsy panties and going straight to your core, fingers gliding easily as they collect the wetness pooled there. "You like this, baby? All the attention on you, thinking of everything we're going to do?"

His fingers move torturously slow as they teased your entrance, moving to your clit and rubbing small circles as you whined and arched into him, hands grasping desperately at his arm. He simply smiled and wrapped his free arm around your middle, keeping you steady as he teased you.

It wasn't long before two of his digits were sliding into you, fingering you slow and steady to stretch you open for them. Your moans were loud and shaky, your back arched and toes curling into the carpet as he pleasured you, fingers curling just right and nudging a spot inside you that sent fireworks up your spine.

He brought you to the edge before pulling away, smiling wide at the desperate whine that left your throat. Luca was already on the bed, waiting patiently and admiring every curve of your body. Deacon kissed your shoulder and guided you with a gentle touch to the bed, Luca taking your hands and guiding you up onto the bed and into his lap.

His large hand cupped your cheek and brought your lips to yours, letting out a soft hum as you became embolden and slid your hands over his chest, touching him with trembling fingers.

His hands, calloused but so gentle, roamed over your body and memorized every line and curve, his soft lips moving with yours slow and easy. His hands cupped your breasts and squeezed, his teeth nipping at your bottom lip as he whined softly.

Your hips pressed and ground into his without a second thought, your body desperate for any friction after Deacon's teasing. As Luca groaned at the lacy fabric dragging over his cock, the bed shifted as Deacon joined you both, toned body bare as he held your hips and whispered in your ear. "You're a needy girl, huh?"

You looked back into his brown eyes and bit your lip, nodding quickly and whimpering soft and faint. He smiled and kissed your cheek, hands grabbing your panties and tearing them off in one smooth motion.

Luca watched with shimmering eyes and grinned at your surprised gasp. The wet spot was visible to both men, and Deacon smirked as he tossed the material aside and looked at you, brown eyes finding yours as he brushed your hair over your shoulder and kissed the revealed skin. Your delicate flesh around your neck and jaw were already marked from both of them.

Deacon was quick to move you out of Luca's lap and lay you on the bed, his eyes never straying from yours as he took a place between your legs, mouth peppering your inner thighs with kisses as Luca pressed beside you, soothing your nerves and resting a large hand on your tummy. "Relax, princess.. Just lay back and let us do the work for you."

The words were so inviting, so enticing, and it was easy for you to relax into his warm body and close your eyes, Deacon's mouth finally attaching to the sweet, wet mess between your thighs.

His tongue drew moans and gasps from your lips, the way his tongue danced between your folds and teased your clit making your toes curl and thighs tremble. His lips attached to your sensitive bud and didn't let up for a second. Luca listened and watched with dark eyes, and you almost didn't notice his hand take yours and guide it to his cock, encouraging you to stroke as the other man moaned into your clit.

Your back arched and you cried out in pleasure, hand moving along Luca's length. Your senses were overloaded and your skin felt like it was on fire.

His words kept you grounded and at ease, his deep groans mixing with yours as he rasped. "Just like that, baby.. You're doing so good. Keep moving your hand just like that. His mouth feel good on that pretty little pussy?"

The praise, the dirty words, the feel of Deacon's tongue inside you and Luca's thick cock was overwhelming, and your soft cries of pleasure were definitely heard by the neighbors.

Deacon's scruff scratched deliciously at your skin, and your thighs were practically wrapped around his head when he pulled away, smirking at your blissed out expression and laying on the other side of you. Luca took his place and wasted no time diving in, and the moans had just died off when you cried out again.

Deacon moaned in surprise as you grabbed for his cock, stroking and whining as Luca delved into you. Deacon's eyes never left your face as Luca feasted and he gently took a hold of your throat, mouth to your ear as he purred. "Doing so well for us, baby. Gonna make you feel so good, I promise. Spread your legs wider, baby, keep them open."

His authoritative tone went right to your already soaked pussy, and all you could muster was a whine, hand tightening around his cock as he moaned in your ear, fingers tightening ever so slightly around your throat in response.

You couldn't be sure how long they took turns tasting and feasting on you, but you knew each time you'd almost cum they'd switch, leaving you hovering on the edge and grinning at your desperate cries.

Deacon finally broke the cycle and positioned himself between your legs, his thick cock finding only minimal resistance as he slid into you. You were so wet that the only hinderance was your own tight walls.

He eased into you bit my bit, your soft whimpers soothed as Luca kissed your cheek and jaw, laying beside you and holding on to one of your bent legs. "Relax and breathe, princess, it'll feel so good.."

Deacon's own moans and grunt filled the room as he worked into you and starting thrusting, your burning pain turning to pleasure as he fucked you. His hips found a hard, steady rhythm and Luca held you close as he watched. The expression on your face, the sounds coming from your mouth.

Deacon held your hips and didn't hold back on the bruising grip, his fingerprints sure to be left behind tomorrow morning. Your tight walls fluttering and holding him made him moan loudly, and your breathless whimpers made Luca bite his lip, reaching between your legs and rubbing your clit in tight circles.

The stimulation became too much to bear and you came with a loud cry, back arching and legs trembling. Deacon fucked you through your first orgasm and groaned as he watched you, finishing only a moment after you. His cum filled you in spurts and he cursed as he rolled his hips, slowly pulling out after a moment and smirking as his seed leaked from you.

He took a spot beside you and let Luca take his place, kissed your cheek and jaw as the other man wasted no time thrusting into you, your weak groan only spurring him on as he started to fuck you.

Luca was a bit gentler than Deacon, holding your hips with a softer hand and thrusting slow and deep, letting you feel every inch of his cock. Deacon took another hold of your throat and kissed your cheek and jaw, biting at your earlobe before whispering. "Taking our cocks so well, baby.. I'm so proud of you. Just give us one more, okay? Can you do that for us?"

A tremor ran through your body as Luca's cock continued to kiss your cervix, Deacon's words lighting a fire in your gut. You mumbled incoherently and Deacon held your thigh tight, keeping your legs spread for the other man. "That's it, let go. Let it go baby, and cum for us."

Your first orgasm had been like a firework, but the second, so soon after the first was like an explosion. You weren't sure what sounds you made, what happened next, all you knew was blinding white pleasure. Luca fucked into your limp body a few more times before bottoming out and filling you, your walls like a vice as he groaned.

Their mixed cum leaked out onto the sheets, and you didn't have the strength or mindset to care. Your legs were still shaking, your breathing ragged as both men got up, and the next thing you felt was them cleaning you with the lightest touches. Like they knew your skin felt like live flames.

Deacon took a place on your right side, Luca on your left, and their warmth and strong arms around you finally soothed you. A content smile was fixed to your face, and you thought you mumbled something like a thank you to them before dozing off.

They both smiled and held you, and there wasn't a safer place for you to be.

[dominiquelucalover]

I just have this feeling that Luca would get rock hard over seeing reader take care of Black Betty in any way (I.e. washing her, checking tire pressure, etc.)

Omg this is so it. There's no one else put there that gives a damn as much as he does about Black Betty, so to see you taking such great care of her, he might just lose it.

Everyone's been too busy to give Black Betty a wash that is so desperately needed after the last raid, so Luca takes it upon himself to go out and do it. Only to find you already outside, soapy bucket nearby and washing away. The sun is beating down and everything is gleaming, even you as you try not to get too soaked with water but it is inevitable. He stands and watches you take extra care to the bumper and rims, ensuring no dust, dirt or other debris is left. You're climbing onto the hood to make sure the windshield sparkles and that the roof is spotless.

He's partially embarrassed to be hard at work but he can't take his eyes off of you. His lip gets caught between his teeth as he shamelessly checks out your ass while you're bent over. He gets flustered when you notice him there and call him over for some assistance, and he's more than happy to lend a helping hand.

[passionwillow]

I really love writing lil prompts so send em my way!!

Hondo/Deacon/Luca only this time please!

Smutty One-Liners Part VI

"Feel this? It's just for you."

"Let's ruin ourselves for anyone else."

"I want to taste you so badly."

"Make me beg for it."

"Oh I can do this all night long."

"You surprise me every day."

"Let's find out how much you want it."

"Kiss me, I can't wait any longer."

"Come on, please, do it."

"Oh, you like that?"

"Hmm, you're not very patient, are you?"

"Well, let's see what happens tonight."

"Can you kiss it better?"

"Oh, you're hard to please."

"I had a very nice dream that started like this."

"You are so amazing, please never stop."

"Can you be good for me?"

"It's so hot when you talk like that."

"Stop teasing me and do it!"

"You're still holding back, just let go."

Part I | Part II | Part III | Part IV | Part V

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[angelus-pulchrae]

Rookie Mistake

The S.W.A.T academy was some of the most grueling years you had ever been put through, but you had finally made it. Looking up at the monitors in front of you and seeing your name alongside some of the best officers in the city, you were proud of the blood, sweat, and tears you had given to be here.

With that said, if someone would have told you that you would be facing some of the worst situations LA had to offer, while also falling in love with a member of your team, even knowing how wrong it was--you might have questioned joining S.W.A.T in the first place.

But then again, when did that ever stop you?

~~~~

His chocolate eyes were the most beautiful sight you had ever seen and you knew if you stared long enough you would begin to melt. He smiled slightly, his small dimples showing, and you had to turn away before he noticed the blush creeping up your neck.

"Welcome to LAPD S.W.A.T. Every single one of you deserves to be here after all the hard work you have done. Congratulations are in order," Commander Hicks says, his voice booming through the lobby of HQ.

You smile proudly and look around to see the five other newest members of S.W.A.T doing the same. You had been the only other woman to make it this far, and by looking at Chris Alonso across the hall and the small smile on her lips that matched your own, you stood with even more pride as a round of applause sounded.

You snook one last peek out of the corner of your eye at the Sargent and were surprised to find his gaze already on you. Heat settled low in your stomach and you hated the butterflies that erupted at just the sight of his sharp features. He had a look you couldn't quite place etched across face, and it sent shivers down your spine.

Oh, how you were so entirely and royally fucked.

MASTERLIST:

Chapter 1 - From the Start

Chapter 2 - Different Shoes

Chapter 3 - Pulse

18+ Mature, Smut, Violence, Foul Language

Will try and update once or twice a week, depending on my schedule!! This is my first time posting the stuff I have written and there are other stories I am working on, but if you guys have any suggestions or want me to write anything specific, just let me know!! I hope you guys will enjoy this as much as I do :)

- angelus_pulchrae 💕

[jamieroyjamieroy]

Under one roof has another chapter. There may be smut 😏 (not saying it’s good smut)

Thank you @cliophilyra and @xtarmanderx 😘

[luca-street-chris-deacon-rp]

Welcome!!!!!😁😁😁😁😁

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Hey there! Mun is 32, Female from the UK 😁

This is an active blog with established muses and I'm a very easy peasy writer to get along with and I'm always open to news ideas, storyline's and plots. All I ask is that writing partners are open to various storyline's (This goes both ways) fluff, romance,smut, angst and drama, kink and some taboo that can be discussed privately and you respond with literate responses. A single line as a reply or very short replied aren't going to work, so if that's how you write then that's not for me. I don't need a dozen paragraphs but one or two doesn't hurt.

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•I will NOT write with someone under the age of 21

•I will NOT write NSFW content with muses under the age of 21

▪︎Multiverse and Multiship (Open to most fandoms)

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●The Rules●

▪︎All writing partners must be 21+ as NSFW may be involved or will be themed on the blog

▪︎No Godmodding

▪︎We can discuss triggering subjects privately to ensure both parties are comfortable with the content, eg Muse A is dealing with addiction.

▪︎Kinks and AntiKinks will always be discussed.

▪︎Communication is key, so let's communicate.

▪︎I will use extra characters (from the show for example) To add some extra oomph and dynamics to the thread, so feel free to include your mused friends or additional characters as side muses in a sense.

All muses are SWAT officers for the LAPD and very possibly be used in verses as detectives, preferably still in LA.

■The Muses■

Dominique Luca

Faceclaim - Kenny Johndon

Age - 47-60 depending on the plot

Occupation - SWAT officer/ Detective depending on verse

Sexuality- Straight/Gay/Bisexual (Depending on verse)

Personality- Kind, caring, passionate, loyal and brave, easygoing, stubborn, protective, dominant, mysterious, hard headed, opinionated, morally guided, teddy bear, a dynamic lover, trustworthy, experienced lover, numerous, prankster, patient, flirtatious

Background (Can be adjusted depending on verse)

Dominique Luca is a third generation SWAT officer and has had a string of failed relationships his entire life and he is literally a happy go lucky guy, but very deep rooted with his own demons. He's the cool, fun, lovable rogue that everyone loves and wants to spend time with the people he loves. He is a natural athele, boxing and arm wrestling, dabbled in wrestling and is always usually the upbeat one. He very much cares for his team who is his family after a difficult relationship with his father and grandfather.

(More details from the show can be added, but I like him still mysterious with plenty of surprises in store)

Jim Street

Faceclaim- Alex Russell

Age - 33-36 depending on the plot

Occupation- SWAT officer LAPD

Sexuality - Straight/Gay/ Bisexual (Depending on verse)

Personality- Impulsive, hot shot mentality, hotheaded, caring and selfless, troubled and deep, cocky and boarding on arrogant, impatient and impatient, compassionate, loyal and protective, rule breaker, trustworthy

Background (Can be adjusted depending on verse)

Street grew up in a household of domestic violence between his two parents and when he was 12, he entered the fostercare system when his mother shot and killed his father and ended up in prison. Being a kid with trauma after the beatings he had received himself, he resented his mother and got into trouble and in with the wrong crowd until the arresting officer of his mother took him under his wing and eventually he joined the LAPD. In the beginning he was a hot head, a wannabe big shot and cocky and mellowed eventually with some guidance and a few reality checks along the way. He quickly becomes an essential part of the team and family.

Chris Alonso

Faceclaim - Lina Esco

Age -35

Occupation- SWAT officer LAPD

Sexuality - Bisexual

Personality - Secretive and mysterious, passionate, fiesty, has a chip on her shoulder, intelligent, forgivingnand unforgiving, compassion and consideration, loyal, rule breaker, ambitious, disciplined, courageous and loyal, protective, spunky, bad ass and volatile, argumentative

Background (Can be adjusted depending on verse)

Chris is Colombian- American, her mother an alcoholic and a criminal who often made Chris's life he'll and as she navigated a difficult childhood, her mother died in an car accident while she was drunk and at the police station she overheard two officers joking about her mother's current state of remains. This firmly made Chris decide that she wanted to be a police officer and to treat victims and next of kin with respect and dignity. At 14, she was kidnapped by a local gang in mistaken identity and was beaten, tortured and sexuall assaulted which hardened her resolve and made her distrusting while she lived with her aunt, uncle and cousins. She didn't tell her family of the abuses she suffered until many years later. Chris worked as a police officer in LA before becoming a K-9 handler, her dog Champ was her trusted partner and then she joined SWAT as the LAPD's only female officer in history until she tried to enforce fairer opportunities for women. Being the only female in history to join SWAT has made her volatile and a badass because she needs to prove her position and her earned spot on the team. Everything the guys can do, she can do better.

David "Deacon" Kay

Faceclaim - Jay Harrington

Age -47 - 50 (depends on verse)

Occupation- - SWAT sergeant LAPD

Security - Straight/ Gay/Bisexual (Depending on verse)

Personality - Quiet and composed, ethically minded, natural leader, family orientated, loyal and trustworthy, tough personal, protective and fierce, selfless, self-sacrificing, religious, faithful, sensual, responsible, calm, cautious, confident, disciplined and diplomatic, uptight and easy going, independent, honourable, mature, patient.

Background (Can be adjusted depending on verse)

David "Deacon" Kay was named so by his fellow officers due to him being a Deacon at his church, married to Annie who was studying environmental law when she discovered she was pregnant and over the course of their marriage, had three more children so four in total. She also dropped out of college so she could support her husband of climbing the SWAT and LAPD ladder so she took care of the children. Deacon has a very strict lifestyle as a father and husband, religious and promotes life long qualities in his children and offers support and advice when needed to his team.

(For this character I will write Deacon that he is separating or has separated from Annie, but still very much an active parent. If he is bisexual or gay in some verses he will still be religious to a degree)

[passionwillow]

Okay okay I know requests are closed but I love doing these prompts 😭 Send me some for SWAT im bored at work

smut prompt list no. 2

1) overwhelmed, but happy crying during sex 

2) crying crying during sex that leads to a pause or early end to comfort and take care of whatever emotions bubbled over 

3) depression sex in order to feel something good for once

4) messy drunk sex that is then forgotten the morning after

5) filming it, either for private purposes or because they’re amateur pornstars

6) mutual masturbation

7) spying on/walking in on their partner touching themself 

8) sex in exchange for a favour

9) car sex

10) quiet airplane bathroom sex

11) touching the other while at the movies

12) sex while there is the background noise of a rainstorm outside

13) being snowed in together and fucking in front of the fireplace 

14) pool/hot tub sex

15) stargazing that turns into sex

16) the classic “oh, let me help you put some sunscreen on” but then the little massage turns into something more

17) sex while camping

18) fucking in the bar bathroom and being too drunk to care about being quiet 

19) when the teasing in the dressing room gets a little too hot

20) shower/bath sex

[imawreck]

Masterlist

Authors note: Hello, and welcome to my collection of chaos. This is where all my fics will be located and linked. Some of my fics might have separate master lists depending on how many parts I publish for them! I tend to write multi-part fics, but if I can hold myself back enough to get out a one-shot, this is where those will be linked! Thanks for visiting :)

Key:

💕Fluff | ❤️‍🔥Smut | 💔 Angst

S.W.A.T.

Who I will write for:

Deacon Kay

Dominique Luca

Jim Street

Tactical Hearts

(Series, On Hiatus)

💕/💔/ ❤️‍🔥 (Future)

Pairing: David "Deacon" Kay x Original Character

Summary: Based in Season 2, S.W.A.T. is bringing in both old and new recruits as they recover from budget cuts. Among those new recruits, is Lily Blake. With her training and experience, she poses potential for the team. Unfortunately, not everyone is willing to overlook her spontaneous nature, or untraditional joining to S.W.A.T. Over time, feelings emerge and friendships are forged... and maybe something more.

Author's note: This is a slow burn romance, so it takes some time to pick up into the actual romance part. Sort of enemies to lovers, and a lot of chaotic behavior, as well as canon violence and such.

Recruit (Part 1)

Marvel Universe

Who I write for/Will write for:

Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier

Loki

Thor

Spider-Man (Tom or Andrew)

Bucky Barnes

Project G.H.O.S.T.

(Series, On Going)

💔/ 💕

Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier x Original Character

Summary: Bucky assumed he was the last Super Soldier left. But what happens when he finds out that there might still be more like him, that there might be something Hydra cooked up that's worse than him?

Author's Note: This is an older fic I wrote for myself that I ended up carrying on for several parts. If it goes over well here I'll continue it, but for now I'll be posting what is written until there's requests for more or I just feel inspired to continue it.

Unknown (Part 1), Cargo (Part 2), Holding Cell (Part 3), Interrogation (Part 4), Experiments (Part 5), Pancakes (Part 6), Shopping Trip (Part 7), Poetry (Part 8), Perfect Soldier (Part 9), Amends (Part 10)

More in the Masterlist!!!

Project G.H.O.S.T. Masterlist

New Beginning Masterlist

Brooklyn Devil- A Vampire!Bucky Barnes x reader (Series, In Progress)

💔/❤️‍🔥/💕

Summary: A modern supernatural twist on the Marvel Universe where Bucky and Steve are still super soldiers, but their enemy isn’t Hydra. It’s every supernatural lurking on earth. SHIELD is now the organization created to maintain peace and balance between humans and supernaturals, and the Avengers are the elite force of agents sent to take down the most terrible of monsters. What happens when one of their own is turned?

Heaven Scent (Part 1, Coming soon)

His- A Winter Soldier x reader (One-Shot) Darkness- A Winter Soldier x Reader (One Shot, Part Two to His)

❤️‍🔥 (Straight Up)

Summary: You and Bucky broke up a few months ago against your wishes, and you’d been trying to move on. When Bucky sees you flirting with another member of the team, he leaves for the next mission to avoid getting in your way. Unfortunately, the mission goes bad, and Bucky isn’t himself when he comes back. He also has a lot to say…

Lean On Me- Bucky Barnes x Reader (One-Shot, Requested)

Summary: Reader deals with depression and hasn’t told anyone in fear that they’d think differently of her or treat her differently. Bucky sweeps in to prove she’s wrong.

💔/💕 (Hurt/Comfort)

Moments Stolen- Bucky Barnes x Reader (One-Shot)

Summary: You take some time to spend with your favorite person.

💔(Angst)

Thor Odinson

Voice from the Stars- Thor Odinson x Reader (One-Shot, In progress)

Summary: You speak to the stars in quiet hopes that your voice will be heard, and one day it is. A little hurt/comfort, angsty/fluffy Soulmate AU based after Thor: Ragnarök.

Supernatural

Who I will write for:

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Castiel

The Walking Dead

Who I will write for:

Daryl Dixon

Daryl Dixon

Nightshade- Daryl Dixon x Original Character (Series, In Progress)

Summary: “Who knew a herbalist in her mid twenties would survive the downfall of the world? I sure didn’t.”

The story of September, a herbalist before the fall, that begins in Season 4 of The Walking Dead. She takes a liking to our beloved group of survivors, especially a certain hunter…

💔/💕/❤️‍🔥 (slow burn with eventual smut)

Wolfblood

Who I will write for:

Rhydian Morris

Vampire Diaries

Who I will write for:

Damon Salvatore

Elijah Mikaelson

Kai Parker

Tags <3

@winchestert101

[vshyperfixations]

Could you please please please do smut hcs with Luca x fem reader? This man needs sooo much more love!

I agree! sorry this took so long <3 I decided to just do the NSFW alphabet with him! now I wanna write him all tied up pretty <3

Dominique Luca NSFW alphabet!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

takes care of you, wipes you down, cuddles with you until you both fall asleep

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

he lovessss your legs. wants nothing more than to be buried between them

he doesn't really have a favorite part of himself. he knows how strong he is though, so maybe his arms if he really had to choose

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

his/your face

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

would be more than happy to sub, wants to try one day but can't bring himself to ask

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

it's been awhile, he was active in his early 20s tho

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

missionary. wants to see your face

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

really depends.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

relatively trimmed up. not to bad to where you can't see, but enough to cover skin. nice happy trail too

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

he's a gentleman I think (idk what to put here 😭)

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

every so often, never at work tho, it means to much to him

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

latex, bondage (mostly, organism control. he would LOVE to be told to fuck you and not cum

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

bedroom ONLY he would not live it down if he gets caught balls deep into u

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

clothing mostly, certain hand movements and voice

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

hitting/pain play, guns, but also isn't into roleplay

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

literally AMAZING at giving and so so noisy when receiving

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

can be both depending on the mood

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

eeehhhh, would rather take his time with you

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

with different kinks, yes! but with anything else, nooo

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

2 rounds, he's a bit old

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

nope, he's old school. but if u wanna rub a vibe up and down his cock, he might be down

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

he can be unfair when he's eating you out, but when he's fucking you his main goal is to make you cum

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

grunts and groans, may be able to get a few whimpers out of him if you move your tongue the right way

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

pull his hair while he's eating u out, he'll go INSANE

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

5-6in, just the slightest curved in the best way

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

it's not all he thinks about, but if he's not around you for a week or two, he's all over you needy thing

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

once you're asleep and taken care of, he'll let himself rest

[passionwillow]

1 with Luca pls 💛

“You’re a lot more flexible than I thought.”

You loved when Luca came home from a long shift. He was never tired or angry, just pent up and looking for a release. And you were always happy to oblige.

He had you laid out on the bed, legs on his shoulders, hips slamming into yours like his life depended on it. His guttural groans echoed in the room, and your moans mixed with his. It never failed to amaze you how deep he fit into you, how you could practically feel him in your stomach.

His hands slid over your thighs, squeezing the soft flesh as he looked down at you, his bright blue eyes taking in your blissed out expression with a smirk. “Look so fucking beautiful, baby.” He groaned out, nails leaving half moon circles in your skin.

Your hands were white knuckled around the sheets, your toes curling as you whined in response. It was all you could muster, his cock had you absolutely brainless.

He leaned down and mashed his lips to yours. You were practically folded in half, his cock fitting even deeper somehow. Your walls flutter around him, his cock absolutely drenched. You moaned shakily into his mouth, hands clinging to his shoulders and clawing for dear life as you suddenly came around him, body trembling.

He fucked you through the orgasm, skin smacking into yours as he chased his own release, filling you up and cursing against your lips.

His sweaty forehead rested against yours as he caught his breath, looking at you through his lashes and smiling before pulling back, guiding your legs to rest back on the bed.

“You’re a lot more flexible than I thought.” He grinned, breath still catching in his throat. You laughed slightly and blushed, cheeks hot as you whispered. “We need to experiment more often on that.”

[luca-street-chris-deacon-rp]

Pick a muse and I shall reply 😁

.☽༊˚ prompts for helping bathe an injured loved one

¹⁾ sitting on the edge of the bathtub and letting them lay their head against your thigh as the fatigue starts taking hold

²⁾ “i know, i know it hurts but hold on for just a little longer and we’re done, yeah? think you can do that for me, pet?”

³⁾ helping them lean up so you can wash their back, and pretending not to notice them shaking in your arms

⁴⁾ “you needn’t be so gentle, y’know. if today wasn’t enough to break me, i doubt an ill-applied handful of shampoo will.”

⁵⁾ using your soapstuffs because the familiar scent will, hopefully, help calm them

⁶⁾ “i can’t believe it took a night like that for you to let me help you with something.”

⁷⁾ having never seen them in a state of undress before and so, trying admirably hard to avoid looking directly at them in such a vulnerable state

⁸⁾ “so mr/mrs surly and serious likes having their hair washed for them, hm? don’t worry, i’ll keep your secret.”

⁹⁾ climbing into the bath/shower with them, more for the physical comfort than practicality

¹⁰⁾ “i wish the first time you saw me like this could’ve been under better circumstances.”

¹¹⁾ stripping down to the same level of undress as them in an effort to try and make them feel more comfortable

¹²⁾ “can we- can we just stay here, like this, for a minute? please?”

¹³⁾ using as gentle a touch as possible to clean them off and feeling your heart break each time they still suppress a pained whimper

¹⁴⁾ “it’s just me now. you don’t have to be brave anymore.”

¹⁵⁾ trying to towel them dry but ending up just cradling them to your chest with the towel pressed aimlessly between you

[dominiquelucalover]

@passionwillow I'm thinking about Luca meeting plus sized, detective!Reader and shamefully thinking about all the things he could do to her if she gave him the chance. She's so commanding and in control of everything, closing a case with a strong finish - catching the suspect and interrogating him like the badass she is. Luca stands behind her trying not to stare at her ass while she's lent down on the table to get in the suspect's face. His arms are crossed to look intimidating but his heart is thumping in his ears as he watches her take the bull by the horns and lay it down hard on the suspect, who can only relent and give up after so long, telling her everything she needs to know.

I mean, honestly, you can't tell me Luca wouldn't fall for a curvy assertive detective who doesn't take shit from anyone.

[thedelusionalfiles]

Streeter’s Girl PART 1

A Dominique Luca X Y/N fic

Plot - Based on the Rick Springfield song ‘Jessie’s Girl’ but with a twist. Y/N is part of the LAPD working at SWAT HQ and is great friends with all of the 20 David Squad.

Luca has a crush on Y/N but always sees her giggling with Street and making him blush, he doesn’t want to ruin his friendships with either of them but just can’t help pining and feeling a little jealous……but maybe Luca has got the wrong end of the stick 👀

Authors note - This is my first time posting a fanfic, I had this idea one evening at like 4am and decided to write it out. Idk how long this is gonna end up being 💀

Warnings - tiny bit of swearing, might go crazy and write some smut one of these days 🤷🏻‍♀️

Luca cant help but glare over at them both. They are sat way too close for his liking and Y/N said something obviously hilarious because Street is blushing and giggling with her. He can’t help the eye roll and the huff that escapes his lips, he tries cleaning his gun as a form of distraction, unfortunately it doesn’t last long as his mind wanders.

I don’t understand why they are hiding it from everyone? It’s obvious right?

He thinks to himself

They are 100% dating, the way she looks at him with those eyes….. those goddamn beautiful sparkling eyes….

Luca has to snap himself out of the his daydream as he sees those gorgeous eyes along with the rest of her moving towards him.

“Oh h-hey kid” Luca stutters as he tries to regain his usual calm demeanour.

“Hey Luca, you still alright driving me home from Annie and Deac’s party tomorrow evening?” Y/N asks with her usual kind smile. She never wants to put anyone out of their way so she wanted to double check that Luca was still okay with what he had originally offered to do.

“Of course Y/N, I told you I would and I’m a man of my word” Luca winks with a cheeky grin.

“Well thank you again” Y/N embraces him with a warm hug, this was a usual occurrence for the two of them, both being very affectionate towards they’re friends and as such, each other.

Luca gently sighs as he watches the woman he’s secretly fell in love with walk away, once again being none the wiser of his affections.

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Y/N POV

I don’t know why I’m so anxious, this is just a little party with all of my friends…… including the one man I’ve had the biggest crush on ever since I met him. Dominique fucking Luca….

Chris and I get out of her car, tonight was the night I promised myself I’d finally get her and Street to confess their feelings. I knew how Chris felt about him for a long time but it’s only been recently Jim confessed to me how he felt about her, which in turn made me want to tease him constantly and make him blush. We have formed a brother/sister like relationship where it’s basically constantly annoying and embarrassing one another. It’s great honestly!

“C’mon Y/N let’s get in there!” I hear Chris call me from standing on the front porch.

As we join the party, greeting everyone with hugs and smiles, I immediately notice him. He’s wearing a dress shirt and some very nice fitting jeans and he’s walking straight towards me oh shit oh shit keep cool stay calm!!!!

“Hey Chris, hey Y/N” Luca smiles and waves at us both. I feel like he glances down at what I’m wearing and I instantly feel shy under his gaze but I’m probably overreacting, he doesn’t see me as anything more than a friend, right?

As the night progresses I mentally cheer as I notice Street and Alonso getting extra friendly over in the corner, I’m so pleased that they have finally told each other how they feel!

I decide my job here is done and make my way to find my ride home.

“Ready to head off now?” Luca says as I approach him.

“Yeah that’d be great, thanks again for the ride” I say.

We walk out to his truck and I climb in the passenger seat. Classic rock is quietly playing through the speakers and we sit in comfortable silence.

“You alright there kid?” Luca breaks the stillness. I’m not really sure where this has come from but as I’m feeling calm and absolutely okay I reply as such.

“It’s just…. I saw you watching Street and Chris kissing…that must have been hard for you to see” He cautiously replies as to not upset me.

“….wait, what?” I’m completely lost now.

“Well, you and Street, were kinda becoming a thing….right?” He murmurs as he focuses back on the road.

I can’t help the giggle that erupts from my chest “oh Luca” I huff out between breaths “Street is basically like a brother to me!”

I notice Luca’s brows furrow in confusion “but what about all the whispering and the giggles and the blushing?” He rambles.

It’s like a lightbulb went off in my head “Oh you idiot!” I slap his arm affectionately, “I’ve been teasing Streeter because he told me about his crush on Chris the other week, I was the one who encouraged him to finally ask her out.”

“Oh.” He says whilst scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. “I had definitely got the wrong end of the stick” Luca chuckles.

“Yes, you did” I giggle out. “Why have you been watching me and Street so closely huh? Were you jealous?” I jokingly say whilst I nudge my shoulder against his.

I’ve never seen Luca go this red before!

“You were!” I gasp pointing at him then the realisation hits “…… wait…. You were?” I question sincerely.

He pulls his truck onto my driveway and sighs as he turns the engine off.

“Yeah, Y.N, I was a little jealous….. I know, it was stupid.”

“Why were you jealous Luca?” I gently push the subject.

“Because I like you, a lot actually.” He looks over just as I lean over the to gently touch my lips to his.

It feels like time just stops.

[angelus-pulchrae]

Chapter 2 - Different Shoes

Warnings: Violence, Foul Language, 18+

3.2k+ words

A year ago~

The warmth of the sun on your back makes you groan as you keep your pace, not once letting up on the lead you’ve kept since Sargent Stevens had clicked his stopwatch, signaling for you to start. Now on your last mile of three you pick up your pace, knowing just how much fuel you have left in the tank. 

Nothing was going to stop you from reaching that man first and if it meant pushing yourself to the breaking point, then that's what you would do. You even your breathe’s out and focus on putting one foot down after the other, letting your mind take over as you race against the clock and the other recruits just yards behind you.

You round the last corner and give it all you have—there was a reason Street gave you the nickname speedy in high school. Passing the Sargent, you allow yourself to stop and take in a full breath. Laughing, you put your hands on your head and face the Sargent just as the rest of the recruits finish their run. You’re surprisingly happy to find Elijah finishing second, a wide smile on his face as he looks at you. 

And he was the one that had questioned you when you suggested running ten miles in the morning.

You pant heavily, inhaling as much air as your lungs allow, and wait for the Sargent to tell you your time. There’s shocked murmurs from the Sargent and a couple of SWAT officers, their eyes wide as they look from you to the pocket watch. 

“Well I’ll be damned,” Sargent Stevens mumbles. “Looks like we have a new record here at SWAT gentleman. Officer y/l/n…eighteen minutes and fifty-two seconds…the fastest anyone has ran it.”

Recruits start holloring for joy as they pat you on the back, looks of astonishment written across their faces. You smile as the SWAT officers nod at you in respect and a sense of fulfilment settles over you. You know that you belong, now you just have to prove it in the rest of the categories. 

You’re just about to head inside when you notice a car pulling into the car park. The lights flicker as a man opens the door and steps out, and it's as if time itself slows as the sun shines on him. 

He was the most beautiful man you had ever seen.

He shuts the door and makes his way towards where you stood at the entrance, his attention wholly fixed on whatever was on his phone. There’s a pair of sunglasses perched across his nose, obstructing your view from what we're no doubt amazing eyes. It’s as he gets closer that you notice how cut and lean he is and it sends a shiver racing down your spine. His tight shirt hugs him perfectly, accenting every ripped muscle. His hair is damn near silver, with darker streaks highlighting it, but it’s the beard and mustache that does it for you. It shapes his face, perfecting every curve and dip, making him even more attractive. You know he’s much older than you, but your heart doesn’t care and it protests as you sidestep and let him through, a mumbled thanks ringing in your ears. 

The motivation to get through the next year just hit an all time high thanks to this man. 

Present~

You force your eyes to meet his dark ones and the second you do you’re at a total loss for words. How the hell are you supposed to work alongside this specimen of a human?

“Deacon Kay. I don’t think we’ve officially met,” he smiles and you melt at the sight of it. His teeth are perfectly white and the small dimples you can make out just behind his salt and peppered beard threaten to send you to your knees. The amount of times you two had made eye contact from afar was nothing compared to this. His eyes were a deep chocolate and hid emotions you swore you would uncover if it was the last thing you ever did. 

Shaking yourself from your thoughts, you take his hand. “Y/n y/l/n, and it’s nice to finally meet you as well…Deacon,” you smile, pushing past the nerves that threaten to topple you. “I’ve heard a lot about you.”

A glimmer shines in his eyes and it takes your breath away. “All good things, I hope,” he laughs lowly and the husky sound goes straight to your core. 

“Well most of it comes from Luca, so…” you tease and let go of his hand, missing the warmth already. You swore internally at what just one touch from this man could do to you and knew you would be searching for his warmth in everything from now on—that thought scared you.

“Already making me the bad guy, huh?” Deacon groans, but a small smirk etches it way across his face. You clench your jaw as his groan resonates through you and you force no emotions to show on your face as you face Hondo and the rest of the team.

“You know it,” Luca smiles and it calms your racing heart for a fleeting moment. 

~~~~

A week later~

You tap Chris’s shoulder twice in confirmation that you’re with her as she yells “give me two”. You round the corner with her and check one side of the room as she checks the other. Trash litters the floor, couches and chairs toppled over in multiple areas. 

“Right side clear,” you call, your gun pointed and ready for anything.

“Left side clear,” she calls back before making her way back to you.

You let her lead as you round another corner, but this time you take a shot at a man as he bursts through the closet door, his gun aimed straight at your head. He goes down right as the lights in the complex flicker back on. His groans echo off the walls and you smile as you extend a hand towards him. 

Rocker smiles as he takes it, patting you on the shoulder as he reaches his full height. “Damn…gotta say, you’re a damned fast learner y/n,” he chuckles. 

“Train with the best, become the best. You should try it sometime,” you wink and he throws his hands up at the obvious dig you threw his way. 

“Didn’t know our girl could throw digs like that,” Luca beams as he fists bumps you on the way out of the practice field. “Remind me not to get on your bad side.”

You smirk and take off your helmet before meeting the eyes of the rest of your team members, making a point not to hold Deacon’s gaze for too long. “So how did I do?”

There’s nothing but silence for a couple heartbeats and the longer the seconds tick by the more your insecurities threaten to take over. Hondo breaks it by cracking a smile and then there’s a round of laughter as the team hugs and high fives you. “You should have seen the look on your face,” Hondo chuckles. “Tan about shit himself the first time.”

“I did not,” Tan argues, crossing his arms in defense. “But nothing beats when Street got reprimanded by Mumford.” Laughter fills the air and a sense of comfort takes hold of you. 

“I wasn't that bad,” Street rolls his eyes, looking at you as he shakes his head. “Forget about them. They’re nothing but liars.”

You hum. “I’ve known you for enough years to tell when you’re the one lying, Hero,” you wink at Street, using the nickname you made for him back when he refused to use any other nickname besides speedy. A blush creeps up his face as Hondo and Luca laugh in his face at the nickname and you know he’s going to make you regret using it in front of them later, but the sight of his embarrassment is too good for you to care. 

You squeeze between Luca and Deacon, conscious of every part of Deacon that brushes up against you. You shiver and head towards the locker room, a proud smile on your face. 

The past week has been all about getting you trained with the team—knowing the way they moved and how fluid they entered situations, always planning two steps ahead. You grew up in a military family and had learned more than your average officer, but every situation was different and this team was no different. Hondo was unlike any other leader you had worked under. He made decisions fast and smart, looking at the quickest and safest outcomes. He made sure everyone was on the same page before starting every training session, always making eye contact as he spoke. He made you feel confident with every step you took, because he was. 

But it was Deacon, the man who now followed closely behind you and ahead of the group, that made you feel like this was all still surreal. You had trained with every one of your team members, getting to know their decisions and the way they moved, and of course Street had been the easiest to learn, but Deacon? It was as if the two of you had worked together for years. 

He made sure you were always right behind him, always in sync with him. His decisions were quick and flawless and you couldn’t help but admire him for it. He was always stern during the training—serious, but more than once you had noted the softer tone he took on when addressing you. A part of you hated that he was being softer on you than the rest just because you were new, but you couldn’t deny the warmth it brought you everytime he did it. 

“I have to agree with Rocker. You’re a fast learner,” Deacon says as he catches up with you. “Hondo thinks you’re finally ready for the field, and so do I.”

You look up at him, not stopping your stride, and smile. You tried and failed to keep the butterflies at bay. “I won’t let you guys down,” you reply and break eye contact, hoping he didn’t notice your pupils dilate this close to him or the breathy tone in your voice.

“I know you won’t,” he tells you in that ever reassuring voice of his. He gives you one last look as you enter the locker room before going to both of your respective lockers. Your’s is just on the other side of Chris’s, far enough away from Deacon to get a full breath of air without having to smell his attractive cologne. 

You had lost count of the amount of times his cologne had set a fire inside of you that you could not get out of your mind. It was an addiction and you were more than ready to surrender to it. 

“So speedy…looks like someone finally gets to join the cool kids,” Street punches your shoulder as he walks past you and to his own locker, a smug smile on his lips. “No more pretending to just be cool.”

You give him a sharp glare, catching Deacon’s clenched jaw just behind Street, but think nothing of it as the rest of the team fills the room. “I don’t remember any mention of your name next to the top spot,” you counter.

The room snickers. “Low blow, y/n,” Hondo laughs. There’s a chaos of beeping that sounds and all of you pull out your phones to check the message. “Robbery in process. Get suited up and meet in the car park.”

Both excitement and nerves run through you as your eyes clash with Street’s and you know he can see every emotion that passes through your eyes. There’s a soft smile that plays on his lips as he takes a couple steps until he’s resting his hands on your shoulders—the weight of his hands grounding you. 

“Just like any other job, any other case. You’ve worked a million of them, the only thing different now is that your SWAT”

His words calm the slight fear and you give a short nod, thanking him. Your eyes meet Deacon’s and there’s nothing but calm, steady assurance. You would never get used to seeing those eyes, never wanted to. 

“I got your back. We all do,” Street says and your eyes snap to his. 

“Then let’s go kick some ass.”

The sirens echo down the street as Black Betty rolls to a hard stop and you jump out after Chris, gun ready. Hondo had received word from Hicks that four shooters were inside with an unknown number of hostages. You stay behind the door as gunshots blast through the windows, hitting the side of the armoured truck and falling to the ground. Hondo yells to stand down, but more shots ring out. 

“Chris, Street, and y/n, find a way in, we need eyes in there,” Hondo orders to the three of you. You nod and follow Street and Chris in formation, keeping close their heels as you monitor the alleyway. 

“Damn it, it’s locked,” Chris curses, trying the handle. “Blow it.”

Street pulls the charges from his pocket and puts two on the door, standing back as it flashes purple. The hinges burst, sending the door to the floor in a heap of smoke and you follow after them, making sure to keep your steps quiet. 

A round of shots ring out and Street curses, his focus wholly on the situation right around on the other side of the wall. “We’re in,” he radios the rest of the team.

You keep your gun trained and follow Street as Chris breaks out and checks the room to her left. There’s light streaming through the door down the hallway and you watch as Street pulls the snake camera from his pack and sneaks it underneath the door.

“Four men and what looks like to be six—no eight hostages,” he radios, keeping his voice low as he looks through the camera on his arm. “Two shooters have their guns pointed at the huddled hostages in the north-west corner. One of the men is drug lord Alajandro Rodruigez.”

You bite your cheek as you think hard, knowing that this situation had to be handled delicately, especially with a man who did not care whether or not bodies were dropped. You can hear Hondo’s voice as he speaks through a microphone, telling the gunmen that the call is for them as a phone rings from somewhere in the room.

“There’s no negotiation here,” Alajandro yells out and you breathe as the gunfire ceases. You lock eyes with Chris and she rolls her neck as she clenches her jaw, reading the dangerous situation just as you are. “I want a way out of here or they all die.” 

Screams sound from behind the door and you watch as a man pulls a girl up by the hair, tears streaming down her face as she tries to fight the man. He puts his gun to her temple and her cries only intensify, but you force all emotions down as you focus on the screen on Street’s arm. 

“I want a car around back, no cops or she dies,” Alajandro snarls at Hondo through the broken glass at the front, his gun pointed directly at the girl. “You have five minutes.”

“Street, Chris, y/n, fall back to the alleyway,” Deacon radios through and despite the situation, his voice sends shivers down your spine. 

Bad timing, really bad timing. 

“24-david copy,” Chris replies. 

The three of you fall back to the alleyway and you hold back your frustration as you watch from around the corner as the four armed suspects emerge from the door. Their shots ring down the alleyway and you press your back to the next door convenience store so as to not get shot. You take a quick peek in time to see the girl's face and realization washes over you. 

You knew you recognized her, but her hair had been different the last time you had gotten a good look at her three years ago.

“Hondo, that’s Amelia Rodriuegez…his cousin. She’s in on it,” you radio, keeping your scope trained on the men as they reach the silver impala.

"You sure? There was no mention of her anywhere on our radar,” he grounds out, his voice stern. 

“I’m sure. I worked a case three years ago that involved her and…she’s the brains of the operation, not him,” you spit out, anger tearing through you that you didn’t recognize her sooner. 

“She’s right, Hondo,” Hick’s voice comes through. “The DA just informed me she’s been off the grid for the past three years. The case went cold until five days ago when she was spotted with a known associate of hers.”

Rider Mowler, you silently add.

Hondo curses and radios for all units to cut the car off. A smirk fills your face as you run down the alleyway, Street and Chris hot on your heels. Sirens fill the block as multiple cruisers block both ends of the street where the silver impala sits, Black Betty being one of them.

A gun peaks out from the window and you aim, taking the shot before anyone else has the chance to. Blood splashes across the window before the rest of the doors open, and bullets ring out. Street takes down the next suspect that aims his gun out, and you watch as he drops, the life leaving his eyes.

“Come out with your hands out and you don’t have to die like the rest of your crew,” Hondo calls out. 

There’s no response and you move your eyes over the hood of the car towards where Hondo and Deacon stand side by side, both of their faces showing anger and years of  concentration. “Do it now,” Deacon demands. 

Still no answer, but the movement of a gun catches your attention and you watch as Alajandro emerges from the car with his hands held high, dropping the gun to the bloodied street. There’s a sick look in his eyes that makes you nauseous, but it’s the sight of Amelia’s gaze set directly on you as she emerges that truly pushes you over the edge. 

“On the ground, Ameila,” you snarl, a cold look in your eye as you march towards the women who cost you countless nights of sleep three years ago. 

“Hello again, officer y/l/n. Good to see you again,” she gives you a smug smile, showing cracked teeth, but refuses to sink to the ground like her cousin. “Too bad it took the help of SWAT for you to finally catch me. All those poor kids counted on you and yet there was nothing you could do...and by the way, did you like my little performance back there?”

You reach her and slam her hard against the car, forcing her to face the hood. There’s a dark look in your eye as you tighten the cuffs around her until she’s throwing a string of colorful words at you. You push her face harder into the hood and lean down until your mouth is just at her ear and whisper, “I am SWAT, bitch.”

[ikea-dollies]

Welcome to Ikea's Dollies, where I take my Original Characters and put them through some of the most traumatizing events of their lives :)

I'm your host Ikea and I'm the puppet master behind both the filthy smut and the mind-breaking angst you'll find below.

Have fun!

( P.S.: Some of these dollies are also present in my COD blog and I ask that if you've seen them there... No you didn't. This is an AU, okay? )

Victoria Isabelle “Whiskey” Callahan (aka Vic)

Kathleen Mary “Brass Balls” Moore (aka Kathy) w/ @bun-joint-dolls's Onyx Diamants

Three Times.

Rosalía Martina Estefania Montoya Ramirez Ortiz (aka Rosa)

Guadalupe Fernanda de la Gloria Montoya Ramirez Vargas (aka Lupe)

Gianna Valentina Moretti DeLuca (aka Gia) w/ @cod-z's Incardo Lozada Buffonge

Animals.

Spencer “Diesel” Collins (aka Spence)

Gaëlle Zoé Brogan

Damian Bernard Laurent (aka Dami)

Lucas Fox (aka Mr. Fox) w/ @goose-dollies's Kylie Rossi-Brown

Think I Need Someone Older

Bella Ciao

Dante Luis Donovan w/ @goose-dollies's Marissa Karin Romano

My Good Girl

Birthday Gift.

Tarif Nedal Hassan Rahim

Eren Orham Doukas

Dominique Colette Clement (aka Domi)

Candace Marie James (aka Candy)

Jordan Aaliyah Whitlock

[luca-street-chris-deacon-rp]

Open Starter (Females only)

Open to Everyone (Mutuals and Non- Mutuals)

Connection - Friend, ex girlfriend, ex wife, colleague, ex lover, lover, sister of colleague.

Plot - Luca has returned home to find his wife in bed with another man and during a confrontation with her, she's lashed out and injured him (isn't the first time) and demanding a divorce and reveals that their expected child isn't his. But the female coming to his rescue, he ends up putting the moves on her.

Trigger warnings - Domestic violence, affairs, violence, angst and drama.

Luca had found himself in a bar, sporting a busted lip and a black eye as he held the glass of ice to his head and finished another beer. He could smell her perfume as soon as she walked into the bar and it got stronger as she drew closer, not even bothering to look up at her. "This you coming to say i told you so?"