#john wick alpha

[thewhumpcaretaker]

Ehehe hiii :3

A little different scenario from my usual asks but I'm curious I can't help myself 😭

(If you're comfortable talking abt this ofc, no pressure)

Since I'm writing a/b/o fic(s) with Santino and John, how do you see omega Santino and alpha John? Like, for example when the heat hits Santino, how does he act? Is he really needy and wants John to take care of him (by take care of him I mean both freaky time and actual comfort 😋)? Or he's moody and snaps at John for literally anything? Ofc, how does John act, too, in that situation :P

So many possibilities AGAIN lmaoo I'm having lots of fun with this. I have my versions of this but I'm curious on yours :3

Have a fantastic day!!! 💖

Oh boy...I have never written a/b/o before but tbh I do like it >_< so here we go haha!! There's a first time for everything ✨

I really love the way their dynamic is written in your fics!! There's a lot of nuance and tension. Santino is clingy and needy, but also angry and irritable. Santino is the one seducing John, even though he is the omega (who we might expect to have less control). So I would keep a lot of that.

But here, I tried to imagine starting a fic from scratch and coming up with their dynamic on my own. I think I'd write something with these main points:

John has always been uncomfortable with being an alpha. It's something that the High Table used to their advantage when treating him as a weapon. It allowed him to fight harder by going into a kind of berserk state, so they encouraged it and he was sometimes even given access to the scent of omegas before battle to send him into a frenzy. At the same time, he was never given access to an actual omega, because his employers didn't want him to form attachments. So he initially associates his alpha with a lot of past trauma and both sexual and emotional frustration. He wishes he was just a normal beta.

Meanwhile, Santino has a similar backstory to the one you wrote - the Camorra forced him to hide his omega status with scent blockers and he was heavily shamed for it by his father. So he has shame attached to this too. But deep down, he likes his omega and wants to express that part of himself very much.

They are overwhelmed by each other's scents, obviously. Both of them are powerful examples of the type, and well suited to each other. I think Santino smells a bit like the ocean - something beautifully fresh yet full of salt to the point that it's almost unbearably delicious and it makes John want to drink him in (John is thirsty LMAO). John smells very animal. Musk and leather.

When I think about Santino's heat, I try to think about what's actually happening in his body and how he's experiencing that. Firstly, he's experiencing a lot of discomfort. He's in physical distress, almost as if he had the flu and a fever, and he gets deep, visceral loneliness and craving for affection as if he had been touch starved for weeks. So he's going to respond to that the same way he would respond to an illness or an emotional upset - by initially pretending he's fine and snapping at everyone at the slightest provocation until it's abundantly clear that he's not fine. He deeply fears to appear weak or to be a burden. But, once John realizes what's happening and proves that he's going to be there for Santino anyway, there's no more reason to hide his feelings. At that point, Santino breaks down and becomes incredibly clingy.

What Santino needs, and what John provides, when he's in heat: LOTS of physical touch (he can't stand to not be cuddling John, or at least holding his hand, even for a second), massage for all the aches in his body, a place where he feels safe and not threatened, a warm nest to curl up in so that he is surrounded by soft things on all sides, having his requests provided for (food and water brought to him, tasks done for him if he asks, etc.), and of course SEX.

As for John's experience of Santino's heats (and his own resulting heat), he's initially afraid of himself. He feels out of control so he tries to resist his desires, which he is pretty good at doing. Only when he realizes that he genuinely cares for Santino and wants to protect him, both as an omega and as a person, does he let himself go fully into alpha mode. At that point, he is absolutely scary to everyone around him who is not Santino. His pupils are so swollen that his eyes look black, he feels an intense bloodlust that makes his fighting significantly better, he is almost completely incapable of speaking (just grunts and body language), and he will do anything to get to Santino and protect him. If a door is locked and it takes too long to unlock it, he'll just tear it off the hinges. He is feral.

The relationship is very healing for both of them. For John, his alpha is finally being given a positive outlet for its protectiveness, not just being used as a weapon. For Santino, he can finally express who he truly is without shame. They are inseparable and their bond runs deep.

Thank you for asking, I think this is a super fun concept for them!! 🖤💙

[nasty-quillz]

Keepin' It Sleazy: The Stalls

Ao3 Mirror

A/N: The lines for Pov shifts didn't translate so if those small things irritate you like me, go to ao3

There is also an art commission, done for this fic. I used an OC for imagery and description of the reader. It's available on the at CinnaBun and on ao3.

tags: degradation, dirty talk, non traditional a/b/o dynamics

summary:

When an Alpha is without an Omega, they are sen't to Government mandated facilities, called "The Stalls".

Government funded Gloryholes for Omegas to access Alphas to slake their heat with.

John had lost track of his cycle since Helen died. He was mourning, then on a rampage. No one could expect him to remember his approaching rut. Or what it would mean without Helen.

No one except the Federation of Alpha Assimilation.

They were at his door a month after he killed the Tarasovs. They informed him he failed to register another Alpha to rut with and therefore he was being taken to The Stalls. 

He’d tried to argue, but without any family and with him being out and of practical breeding age, they weren’t trying to hear it. He thought he could just kill them, but knew The Table would take him calling the Cleaners again so soon after his…visit as a declaration of his return and he just wanted peace.

So he let himself be lead to the government issued transport wagon by leering Beta guards. They were rough as they solved him in and slammed the doors behind him.

Before John knew it he was in The Stalls. 

They locked him in a Stall that was only slightly bigger than a handicapable stall in most public restrooms, almost completely naked, save for the metal collar around his neck, that connected to a long steel chain that was fed through the wall at neck level.

A Water cooler and basket of protein bars and fruit sat on top a mini fridge John knew was stocked with fruit that were meant for good semen production and replenish the energy he’s expend getting fucked by Omegas.. A chair with restraints sat against the back wall and a small cot rested in the corner.

He stood there taking in the sparsely furnished Stall, before he let himself take in the wall the chain led to. 

John approached the wall slowly, stepping carefully over the chain, doing his best to ignore the heat beneath his skin and his throbbing dick and full balls.

Just below the chain was a one way mirror, that John could see his reflection in. One either side was steel hand grips, and below the was a round smooth hole level with John’s aching dick. It was big enough so Omegas could access all the Alpha had to offer.

The thought of an Omega waiting impatiently on the other side of the wall, ready to use him like a whore both set his teeth on edge and inflames his rut addled mind. He reach down between his legs to grasp at himself. He wrapped his hand around the base of his cock and squeezed the flesh where his knot will form. With his right he strokes his leaking erection, growling as the pleasure lit across his body.

He hadn't thought he'd have to deal with this ever again after he married Helen, but clearly he was wrong.

John stood in front of the one way mirror and tried to take a deep steadying breath. When that failed, he grasped himself firmly and beat his dick with abandon.He let the Rut wash over him with each stroke, feeling his climax build rapidly. That deep pulling bliss that mounted in his belly and demanded release like a snarling animal.

When he stroked back down his turgid flesh, he squeezed his knot and watched thick precum dribble from the tip of his dick, where it poked out from his foreskin.. He used it as lube as he roughly fucked his fist. Some savage part of John’s brain wished it were Slick— Wanted an Omega to fuck down on his dick, but he pushed that thought away as he tried to focus.

A sound echoing from the other side of the Stall, put a stop to that. 

John stopped touching himself to listen and through the gloryhole, heard steps grow louder, before a woman’s voice filtered through some hidden speaker.

“Don’t stop on my account Sweetheart. Sounds like you were having a good time, why don’t you keep making all those whorish noises for Omega.”

John growled, not wanting anything to do with the woman.

She “tsked” and suddenly John was yanked forward by the chain of his collar. He’d just about smacked into the glass if he hadn’t caught himself. When he tried to back away, there was no give. The slack of the chain was gone. 

Frowning he tried for a warning growl, but before he could, his senses were over run with heat pheromones. He let out an involuntary rumble in his chest.

“That better isn’t it, Alpha? No need to worry you pretty lil head. Just relax and let Omega breed on that big fat dick.”

Suddenly John felt a hand on his dick, stroking over it deftly. He looked down to see a delicate brown hand with pink manicured nails.

“God Baby you’re bigger than what I’m used to. My Alpha back home’s dick isn’t nearly as big and his nut isn’t as thick or as copious.” The disappears on the other side of the Stall and a loud smack is heard “Mmm and you tasted divine. Maybe I’ll just Sample you for now. Don’t wanna spoil my appetite for my favorite knothead, later.”

Before he knew it the woman’s hand was back on him and tugging him forward to feed himself through the gloryhole. John seized as he felt the familiar touch of a wet mouth wrapping around his tip, but there was not stopping the moan it dragged from his throat.

The unwilling noise encouraged the Omega. She slipped her tongue under the Alpha’s foreskin and licked around the head. He tongue swirled and lapped at the pre steadily flowing from the manhood in her mouth.

When she took him down half way, John growled and began thrusting into the Omega’s violating mouth.

He didn’t want to— Didn’t want her touch, but it felt so good. He knew the scent of her heat was muddling his ability to resist. He wanted to pull out. To shove away the strange Omega forcing her touch on him. In the end though, instincts won.

He fucked his faceless asailant’s mouth mindlessly, instincts letting him revel in the faux domination. His interrupted momentum from earlier returns quickly, mounting as the Omega used him.

Wet gurgling and glucking noises filled the space and John with a mean satisfaction. The arrogant woman couldn’t take him all the way and was forced to choke on his dick.

The Omega worked his hips forward until the sweet hot sensation finally broke and stars shot across hos vision. With a groan, John came in the Omega woman’s mouth. She moaned like it was the best thing she ever tasted and content heat pheromones burst from her as she sucked his cum down greedily.

John started to purr low in his chest, proud to have please the Omega— 

No! 

The hitman shook himself of that train of thought quickly, only noticing the Omega standing up at the last second. There was a tug of his collar and then the slack was returned to the steel chain.

“Hmm such a virile Alpha. Your nut tastes divine and you were so roughly enthusiastic,” her voice purred through the speaker, smug tone unaffected by the scratchiness of her  voice.

It set John’s teeth on edge with, with the urge to put her back on her knees, but he could do nothing as he listened to her exit the room.

John held a small sliver of hope that there wouldn’t be another Omega sent in, before it was swiftly put down, by the sound of heels clicking on marble floors.

As the person grew closer, Omega pre heat pheromones were all he could focus on, until the sound of a long zipper was heard. Rusling fabrics hit the floor and a gorgeous tawny rump pressed itself through the hole. It exposed her fat round asscheeks and the glistening swollen brown folds of the Omega’s pussy.

She was fully on display and John moaned at the fertile scent that permeated his Stall.

“Get on your knees and eat my pussy, you fuckin’ slut.” The demand was mean and desperate, accentuated by the soft rolling of her hips backwards.

John tried to resiste, but he was fully rutting now. He dropped down to his kness and and buried his face in the Omega’s lower half. His nose nudged at her ass crack, while he beard dragged across juicy cunt lips. It dragged a moan from her at the lewdness of it all.

John grasped bouncy flesh and pried them apart to reveal her slicked asshole. He opened his drooling mouth and  almost complied immediately, before a dark thought struck him. John spat on her glistening hole, because he could. A whine dragged itself from her mouth that broken into a keen when John’s thumbs spread his new abuser’s gooey pussy lips apart and dug in.

She was a swearing mess as she humped back into his mouth, filth spilling from her lips. 

“That’s it, you slick slut. Eat my pussy like the desperate bitch I know you are. Slurp all my slick up you whore.”

John groaned making stranger frantic in her pleasure.

“Your fingers use your finger! Put them in my other—��Ooohhh!” She trails off as three of JOhn’s fingers slip into her spit slick covered asshole. It leaked around his digits as he plunged them in, making a squelching noise that had John dick twitching between his legs, despite himself.

He shamefully reached to stroke himself as he fucks the Omega’s twitching hole and eats her pussy off the bone.

She’s not too far gone to not notice the thick scent of John’s cum get thicker as he drips onto the floor from his stroking.

“Fucking Alpha slut. Getting off on having my pussy on your face. ‘S’all you’ll ever be good for, being a mouth or a dick to fuck.”

The Alpha in John roared at being demeaned by an Omega, but the other part was drunk on the satisfaction of her pre heat slick and the satisfaction that came with pleasing an Omega. He added a finger and fucked her asshole faster, trying to get her off as fast swiftly as possible.

As he did, John pulled his tongue from her dark cunt and angled his face differently to pin under it. He gently but earnestly worked it over as his fingers drove in and out of her.

John revelled at rolling the sticky swollen clit under his tongue, letting the preheat scent dull his disgust , until the Omega was cumming on his tongue. Her pussy gushed against his face, smearing his beard and mustache in her cream, as her ass squeezed his fingers.

When she was done, she moved on wobbly legs, standing up and pulling up her Givenchy skirt.

John watched dark hands smooth the fabric out and looks up to see a silky black bob obscure the Omega’s face as she look down to right herself m. He dropped his eyes as she stood up straight and turned to leave.

“Thanks, whore,” was tossed over the deplorable woman’s shoulder as she walked out.

John kneeled there, unfulfilled, knot aching, knees in pain His head was foggy and st some point in the midst of eating the last Omega out his fangs had dropped. They ached where they sat in his mouth, longing to sink into Omegan flesh. 

His instincts  told him he wanted to mount and knot and breed, but he knew he wouldn’t get to for a while.

The Federation like to re-establish Omega Dominance with the Alphas brought to  The Stalls. They wouldn’t send him anyone who would breed on him for a while. It was going to be him being used and abused by any O with an itch to scratch.

Mentally, John tried to prepare himself for the biological torture he was going to suffer, as he was fucked through his Rut here. He took and deep breath and attempted to center himself. He could do it. He would Do it.

And suffer John did.

He spent days getting sucked and fucked by countless faceless Omwgas. Each one as degrading and deplorable as the last.

Some would suck his dick for hours, without touching his knot once. They just wanted to taste his potent Alpha seed. It worked like an aphrodisiac to heating Omegas.

Some stroked  and squeezed his knot, using their own slick, until he spurted on their tongue, laughing and squeezing harder when John started snarling at them through the mirror.

Some just forced his knot to pop, to suckle and lick at it, until they were delirious from the Rut pheromones it produced.

The worst of them, would bring the Alpha mates along.

There were some that just wanted another Alpha to spit roast them, while their Alpha knotted their pussies. Or stuff whatever other hole their Alpha couldn’t.

Others would have her mate knot them, with John’s cum in them instead of their own, berating them for not being as virile as John. For not being good enough to even knock them up.

They knew what they were doing. Two Alphas in such close proximity during heats and ruts? It set their instincts and the learned survival behaviors haywire. They enjoyed their distress. It wasn’t a surprise really. Any O that brought their mate to The Stalls weren’t the good kind of Omega to begin with.

The cruelest O’s made their Alpha’s dick. Made them swallow him down to the root and watch in sadistic horny glee as his knot locked behind their teeth, knowing how degrading it was to their instincts.

If they were articularly sick, they would use their own slick to prepare their mate, before they fucked John. Just as John’s knot was ready to pop, they would pull off and guide their Alpha’s untrained hole. He hadn’t realized whose hole was fucking on him— Hadn’t been able to stop. And when he did, it was only because of the gushy wet sound of the Omega’s pussy around the broken Alpha’s dick.

It was the ultimate last step to Bitching an Alpha. It guaranteed they’d be no use to any Omega outside the one who’s Slick was used. 

Otherwise they’d be on their knees begging crying for a knot. Those Alpha’s were never to be taken to The Stalls again.

John had knotted the Alpha, as she bred on their knot, moaning about them being good whoring Omegas who just needed an Omega’s guiding hand.

And the worst part of it wasn't the poor Alpha begging for his knot.

No, it was the fact that John actually got off on it. More than he wanted to admit. 

When that mated pair left John begged for another Omega to fuck him. Begged to for anything to erase the Alpha pheromones and shame from his Stall— From his mind.

That was days ago. No one had been let in since.

John was nearly at the tail end of his Rut. He was at the point where his biology was at its peak and they hadn’t let an Omega breed on his knot— 

John’s brain stopped that train of thought, before throwing it off the rails entire.

The hadn’t let him sink his knot in an Omega.

Keeping hold of himself— Of his nature desire to be dominant was important. John knew that, but….

He hadn’t been in Service in days.

No one was directed to his Stall. 

After that last pair, he’d been hooked in place as Beta attendants came in and scrubbed him clean, as others came in and restocked his Rut Provisions. When they left he expected to be back in Service, but still nothing.

It was well into the Evening and John was in agony. The skin where his knot formed was a violent purple and his dick hurt to touch. Being this far into rut after constant Omega stimuli was forced on him, only for none to be granted— 

Forced on him! John grasped at his head, tired of fighting warring instincts and the propaganda spouted at him.

He just wanted to let an Omega breed on his knot— 

John growled, head aching. He wanted to sink his knot into an Omega’s slick cunt!

He hadn’t been given the luxury of it during his tenure here and John knew it was pushing him into Faux Rejection Syndrome.

All he could do was sit against the wall, wishing for a way to empty his aching balls.

That is until he heard the door open on the other side of the wall. 

He didn’t even realize he was on his feet and snarling at the glass until he he heard your purring voice.

“Oooh such a dominating Alpha. It’’l be so much  fun breaking you in.” You voice was a silky purr through the speaker.

You admired the fruits of your labor, snarling and naked, collar gleaming around his neck. You sigh thinking of what he’ll look like in your collar, with your mark on his neck.

You worked hard to orchestrate his acquisition. Weeks of planning and constant checking with the Federation to make sure John didn’t register a new Omega for his Rut. 

As Director of Omega Health and Safety you were to review which Alpha’s were assigned to which level of The Stalls dependant upon the severity of their rut. So as soon as the man’s profile came across your desk, you ensured he got sent to your personal facility. You and you staff frequented these Stalls during your Heats and nothing .

You sent your personal team, who you knew would follow orders to remain untied as John Serviced them. You needed that knot untouched by another Omega’s pussy for your plan.

Now here you stood, completely naked , long waist length black and blue bejeweled ombre locs cascading down your back. You looked at his with dark lustful eyes, before looking down as he dick, that jutted through the gloryhole.

It was thick and long, just the way you like it, purplish head long exposed from it’s foreskin. Around the base was a matching purple that made you wince in sympathy. “My poor Alpha, not a single O bred themselves on your knot, did they? How could they be so cruel,” you purred with fake sincerity. 

Kneeling you take him in at a different angle. From your new vantage point you have a clear view of his nice full balls and can watch the cum bead and drip from the tip of his dick like a faucet. There was a small puddle forming on the floor, between your knees.

It was so obscene and made you slick between your legs.

You cracked your neck, gathering your hair to throw it in a messy bun atop your head, before a dark hand reached between your legs to gather some of your slick. You were almost leaking as much as John, heat freshly kicked off this morning.

You grasped John at the base, savoring the way he whined at your touch. “Doesn’t that feel good,” you murmured, leaning in close.  You released pheromones to sooth his frazzled psyche, as you kissed the tip of his dick. The feel of his cum glazing your lips is exhilarating as is his taste when you lick it from your luscious lips.

“God I can’t wait for you to nut in my mouth. You’ll do that won’t you? Like a good Alpha.” 

John growled at you, clearly fighting his disdain for his circumstance and his instincts telling him he wanted to please his Omega. Looking up at him, you saw his head pressed to the glass, as he tried to grit his teeth. Having none of that, you took him in your mouth and watched him shudder through the one way mirror.

As your mouth sunk down on him, your watched his eyes roll back. You hummed, tongue working him over, while you worked a slicked hand over the skin of his knot. John’s hips thrust forward, wanting deeper into your hot sinful mouth.

“Omega~” John’s voice was ragged as he moaned. “Omega p—please!” 

It sent a thrill through you watching this potent Alpha crumble. You pulled away and stroked him, taking extra care to focus on the place where his knot will pop. “Please what Alpha? Doesn’t this feel good. Or does my big strong slick slut want something else?”  You squeezed  his base, slipping your hand through, to fondle his heavy sac. 

They’re so full, I know he’s going to make a mess, you thought dreamily.

“F—Fuck! Omega please— I’m gonna— “

John erupted across your face, shooting thick sticky shot after shot of nut across your dark face. His groan filled your ears and you felt your own deadened instincts preen at pleasing your Alpha. It makes you smirk, licking the man’s seed from your lips, as before leaning up to lick and suck him knot.

The Alpha behind the partition shuddered as you toyed with his dick.

“Aww my poor Alpha. Can’t even wait for me to breed on you. Just wanna sit around and pop ya knot like the pretty whore you are.” You kissed his knot sweetly while you crooned at him. 

The noise that clawed its way out his throat became a whimper  as you toyed with oversensitive flesh. Your other hand pressed into a small panel on the wall. It released a circular band is released into your palm.

“I guess it can’t be helped though. It’s what you were made for afterall.” You stand, admiring his raggedly indecent appearance through the glass. Skin flushed and damp with sweat. Mouth panting and pupils blown wide. You almost felt bad as you slipped it on, around his deflated knot.

The noise he made was wretched.

Sighing, you turned around and nudged your ass into his still hard girth and grabbed the chain to his collar. Leaving some slack for him you locked it in place, before maneuvering his fat tip to the dark gushy lips of your pussy.

“C’mon Alpha. Prove to me you know how to use this pretty dick. Then I’ll let you knot my pussy.”

John grunted, but thrust forward, sheathing himself in your smothering heat. You moaned loud and indecent as you were filled to capacity. It felt good to be so full. Like you were complete. Your heat always left you feeling empty as if  you’d never be full.

But John’s dick? It was bigger than any Alpha you’d ever used. And he smelled so good.

You held onto the chain as the Alpha fucked you viciously, grunting and growling incoherently, as the scent of heat and slick filled the room. Each thrust left you near dizzy, the only issue was angling. The wall prevented the man from reaching the deepest parts of your gooey insides and you know if he could your see stars .

You would cum like this, but it wouldn’t be near as satisfying as it would with that perfect slut him out angle.

But that could be rectified.

You clenched gooey muscles around the hitman’s dick and reached down to rub circles into your slick clit. Pleasure build rapidly and you could tell John was close. Little did he know his orgasm was about to be vastly different than what he’d experienced since his captivity began.

You unclipped his leash in preparation, but kept a tight hold, with the hand not working your clit. “That’s it Alpha, surrender all that nut to me. Make a mess in me,” you moaned as your orgasm washed over you.

You creamed on the Alpha as his hips stuttered and he made a punched out noise, that morphed into a whine. As his cum filled you, you looked back as his eyes rolled and he wobbled.  You savoured the hot sticky feeling of being full, as John lost consciousness from knot denial.

You slowly allowed the chain to lower him to the floor, pressing a button on the wall to call for assistance.

What fun indeed.

John woke up hazily to a warm wet feeling wrapping around his dick and something harsh strapped to his face.  He groaned, head rolling from side to side as he pried his eyes open. 

As his eyes tried to focus, he made out the steel cage of a muzzle protruding from his face. He tried to remember where he was, when wet hot heat engulfed his cock. 

The delicious feeling snapped his mind into focus and on instinct, he reached to force the source of the sensation further down, only to find he could move his hands.

Yanking his arms he found they were held by metal restraints.

Vision finally clear, he looked down to see a dark skinned, blue haired woman staring up at him adoringly, mouth steadily swallowing his dick.

Suddenly John remembered where he was and growled at the intruder.

That only encourage you to take him all the way down, making John involuntarily fuck into your throat. John swore at the tight constrictive feel of your esophagus and tried to plant his feet to gain more leverage, only to realize, that they too were shackled into the breeding chair.

He snarled down at you and you only moaned, clearly not affected by his ire.

He can only sit there as you enthusiastically give him the sloppiest neck, he’s ever had. He takes you in since he can do nothing else.

 Long blue and black locs fall from the bun atop your head. Gold jewelry is littered throughout. He can see a gold septum ring in your wide nose. 

He only caught a glimpse of it, because said nose meets his pelvis when you deepthroat him.

He came, without any warning, shooting down your throat with a groan, watching you pull away at the last second, to avoid getting your jaw knotted.

He watched his cum spray across your dark face, blue lipstick tinged saliva connecting your smirking mouth to his twitching cock.

He tried to fight the whine that left his mouth at his aching knot taking form again. It was agony. He wished you would stroke him with your slick again. If he could just feel your warm slicked palm on him, he’d be able to think clearly—

John shook his head, but it did nothing to clear his thoughts.

His odd behavior didn’t go unnoticed either.

You stood, smiling beatifically, caressing the muzzle. “Oh John, it’s so hard isn’t it? You haven’t been bred on your entire Rut.” Your hand runs down from the cage to pet over his unmarked neck, glad to see his previous Omega didn’t mark him.

You massaged over his bonding gland and reveled in his intoxicating scent, as it filled the Stall. “It’s ok Alpha. I can make it all better.”

You  watched his dazed pained face, knowing that the last two knots just about broke him. You won’t need to do much anymore. His instincts are drowned out by the most prevalent one and that’s the need of an Omega on his knot.

Wasting no time, you climbed into the Alpha’s lap. John was disoriented, but he felt l the wet lips of your pussy, grazing his dick. He tried desperately to fuck up into your gooey warmth and almost gave in immediately, but you wanted him submission first.

Grabbing the muzzle, you made him look at you. “Tell Omega, what you need Alpha. Tell me what I want to hear.” His eyes were hazy and instead of that deep growl he’d been giving you, it was a subvocal whine leaving his throat.

“P—Please.”

The word leaving his lips was like pulling teeth.

You pressed white coffin nailed fingers between your legs, avoiding touching the Alpha at all. With slicked fingers, you massaged them over his bonding glands, mixing your scents and staking a claim. 

John’s voice was wrecked and the dark eyes managed to be fever bright. “Please. S—Sit on my cock. Need you to breed on me.”

You grinned at him, before giving him what he wanted. 

You slid down his dick, savoring the new angle the man’s dick penetrated you. It hit split you open and in a wonderful revelation you realized that it still wasn’t all the way inside you. Groaning, you looked at John as his head dropped back against the breeding chair. His mouth was open in a bliss behind the muzzle, black hair  He was a sight to behold.

 “It’s ok, John. We’re gonna make it fit,” you said as you worked your fingers under the straps of the muzzle.

You steady your knees as you bounce up and down his dick. Its feels amazing, being filled to bursting. And him stroking you out fiercely made your legs shudder and twitch with the pleasure pain of it. John’s moaning, begging for you to let him knot in you this time.

His hips moved as best they could with the way he was shackled. It drove you wild. On each down stroke he met you with his own upwards thrust. Your pussy was creamy around him, loud and squelching in the quiet of the Stall. 

And John looked like he was on cloud nine. His face was flushed in ecstasy and awash in passion. You wanted to kiss him. Needed to.

Finally the leather of the muzzle gave way and you tossed the muzzle away. 

John’s tried to lunge for your  mating gland, but you caught him by the hair and fluttered your cunt around his dick. “Not yet, Alpha. You haven’t let me take that big pretty knot yet.”

The hitman whined, fucking up into you forlornly making you drag him forward to kiss him. The kissed him , rough and deep. Licking over big fangs, before sucking on his tongue. Beneath you John’s hip sped up, fucking his dick into your gooey center.

You broke away to moan and John  took the opportunity to beg against plush lips. 

“Please I need it. Don’t make me do it again. Let me stay inside, Omega.” His words sere practically sobbed out as you fucked him. It made you moan, the pleasure of having the man at your mercy pushing you closer to the edge.

“Do it, pop your knot Alpha. Plug my pussy up, c’mon.” You licked back into his mouth, bouncing on him, forcing you pussy to take those scant few inches. It slammed the fat tip of his dick into your cervix. He fucked up into the squishy ring to the womb and you were gone. 

Your orgasm rolled through you and you pulls from the kiss to moan out loudly, never having an Alpha touch you so deeply. 

John growled louder than before and you heard a loud metallic sound before big rough palms were holding you down on his dick. 

You had a second to be be startled before you were overcome the with feeling of his cum flooding your insides and his knot spreading and locking your pussy on him. You watched his face as he thanked you, over and over. 

With a last coherent thought, you pulled his hair to bare his neck to you and sunk young fangs into his pale neck.

You feel the bond snap into place and become aware of his very existence. You sat there, full and panting , in the silence of the Stall, as you came down from your high.

Pulling away, mouth a little bloody, you grabbed your new mate by the chin and met his fucked out gaze. 

“Good Alpha.”

[bluelolblue]

The Ecstasy of Temptation

Summary: During the celebration that the D'Antonio siblings organized, with a bit of too many glasses of wine, the young omega, Santino, unexpectedly went in heat. The only one who could help him handle that was his alpha bodyguard, John, even if that meant breaking the rules of the contract. And he took great care of Santino in his heat.

Rating: Explicit

Relationship: Santino D'Antonio/John Wick

Note: August 12th, (12.8.) 2023 was the day I got registered on ao3, became LittleRealSimp. The day I officially joined. The lore behind this silly username is literally me and my irl bestie sitting in a park and talking about how we're gonna name ourselves there. And we both came up with silly usernames ehehe :P. I can't believe it's already been a year, like what, A WHOLE YEAR! I was lurking on ao3 for a VERY long time, and during summer 2023, I got enough courage to start posting.

This fic is a gift for @mrssimply because really her fics were the ones that helped me get through that summer and inspired me to start working on my own fics. I remember reading those fics on the terrace, at evening, so those are really some of my favorite memories from my vacation. BUT ALSO thank you for being my beta reader, a friend, a support, helping me out so much, and all our conversations, that really means a lot to me! Thank you for reading this, too! I'm so happy you like it! <3

Ahh this all made me emotional. I'm just so happy and can't believe it was already a year, and so much had happened. What a journey, and it's still going!

1 year anniversary of me officially joining on ao3, celebrating with a new fic!

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Snippet

The D'Antonio siblings threw a celebration over gaining more territory. Gianna was in charge there, greeting guests and having everything under control. Santino, on the other hand, regretted even being there.

He usually liked those celebrations only because he actually felt included and he could drink more wine. The guests were annoying to him probably because most of them were alphas and only a few people knew Santino was an omega. Gianna, his family and John who was assigned as his bodyguard. Who was also an alpha.

John knew he wasn't supposed to have anything with Santino. The contract made that very clear and Gianna's order to him not to react at his heat or his actions during it. He listened of course, but he had to admit, Santino was tempting. The omega didn't want to play by the rules, always teasing John when he had a chance to.

Tonight, John had to keep Santino in his sight all the time. With other alphas around, powerful people, anything was possible. Santino was wearing blockers, he always did when he was around people. He hated the way some alphas would look at him as if they knew.

John kept his distance, watching how Santino was on his second glass of wine and accompanied by a younger alpha. Santino didn't seem interested in the guy, he was just pretending to listen to whatever he was saying.

Luckily, Gianna came to check out the situation. She excused Santino for a moment, going to a private room.

“Don't drink too much, you know how wine affects you,” Gianna reminded him, not looking very pleased.

“I know, don't worry,” Santino reassured her, “Thanks for getting me out of that situation. That guy was not shutting up.”

“Yes, I could tell.” His sister agreed, “Just go easy on the drinks, it could trigger your heat. After all, alphas are all around.”

“I'm wearing blockers, they can't scent me.” Santino fixed his tie, checking himself out in a small mirror on the wall.

Gianna sighed, walking over to him to fix his hair, but the omega moved away.

“Your heat is supposed to come… tomorrow? Or in two days?” Gianna tried to remember his last heat, she has lost track of his cycles ever since he kinda snapped at her for doing that.

Read the rest on ao3

[ibahibut]

KojiJohn Omegaverse AU

Pls read : One Way Ticket: Osaka by @saengak 💕

I've uploaded it to my AO3 if i want to draw more

[marquisedegramont]

Helen Wick and John Wick in the Omegaverse?

Helen is an alpha that pegs John full stop

[vknotfound]

A QUESTIOOON (again)

yeah, i'm finally showing up again after a long time. i've been busier than i thought and today is my day off so i'll take some time off with u. if John Wick were an alpha, what do u think he would smell like? what would his scent be? i personally think he would have a musk, wood or even incense scent yeye

[coridallasmultipass]

I have an additional concept.

Alpha Dave doesn't know how to use a sword.

He just thought it would be ironic if he decapitated two clowns-in-chief with a fake-ass ninja sword he bought ironically. Y'know, since he's never needed to use a sword in his life, he's been busy directing movies. It's not like it would be particularly difficult to do something like that.

[thebiggerbear]

FANFICTION FRIDAYS

This week I moved the # from 38 to 40.

Here are my picks for Dec 20th 2024, please go give them a read:

Against the Wind by @zepskies - You wake up in a strange alpha’s cabin in the middle of a snowstorm, all with a busted ankle. He holds shadows in his eyes, even though his hands are gentle. There are iron shutters around his heart, even though he saved you. You might just save him in return. (Alpha!Dean Winchester x Omega!Reader, Supernatural) [personal note: did Christmas come early in the form of this story? Hell yes, it did. Not to coincide with the theme but Alpha!Dean? I will bite, I will scratch, I will...lick...okay, this just got weird, so sorry, I'm putting myself back in my corner now, all good]

Hey Buddy by @luci-in-trenchcoats - Request: Dean x reader, where reader ran off not knowing she was pregnant, and Sam brings her back with their 2 year old. Dean should be mad, but really he’s just glad she’s back (Dean Winchester x Reader, Supernatural) [personal note: omg I don't think you realize just how much this just melts me, like the Dorothy and the Wicked Witch can't compete. Chocolate and high heat have nothing on me.]

Shadow and Sin by @blackleatherjacketz - Having just recently moved to New Orleans, you get intimately acquainted with both Mikaelson brothers, but don't find out who they truly are until it's too late. (Elijah Mikaelson x Reader, Klaus Mikaelson x Reader, The Originals) [personal note: Both Mikaleson brothers? Where's the front of the line, people???]

Twinkling Tree Dreams by @winchestergirl2 - Trying to spread some christmas cheer doesn’t go quite how you planned, but maybe it will turn out even better than you hoped. (Alec McDowell x Reader, Dark Angel) [personal note: Girl, where is my Alec from your writings of him under my tree??? No bow required. I'm waiting...]

Shout by @blackleatherjacketz - You’ve been with Shane since he left Rick’s group in Season 2, and you need to seek shelter from the rain. (Shane Walsh, The Walking Dead) [personal note: okay, I'm gonna need Shane now, too. Hand him over.]

Forgiven by @darsynia - Since dropping out of school to care for your sister, your daydream has been that a rich, handsome man will save you from drowning in debt. Until then (read: never), you’ll work hard at your new receptionist job and try not to ogle the impossibly hot construction guy working in the foyer… (Steve Rogers x Female!Reader, MCU) [personal note: hot CEO! Steve Rogers and workplace romance vibes? Sign me up!]

Terms and Conditions by @that-sarcastic-writer - when your sister's fiance goes missing, you call Colter for help, and he brings along his rugged, but handsome and charming older brother, Russell. (Russell Shaw x Doctor Female!Reader, Tracker) [personal note: Good God, I need me some Russell]

You can either lead, follow, or get out of the way by @bullet-prooflove (Young!John Dutton x Reader, Yellowstone) [personal note: I've always had a love and hate relationship with John but this started an itch for him I didn't even know I had...no, not that kind of itch...maybe...]

Good Morning by @justrainandcoffee - It's 2012 when Hannah received a call from an important executive to work with them. She's a great musician only until that moment she didn't have the chance to really show her natural talent. The BBC offered her the opportunity to finally do it and at the same time the opportunity to meet him. || Three years later, everything is very different. Two different realities linked by the same phrase: “good morning.” (Tom Hardy x Female!OC, RPF) [personal note: I was so very excited to see a fic for him!!!]

Muddy Waters by @waynes-multiverse - After a mud run and several drinks, Jensen finally gathers his courage and makes a move on a longtime friend he’s been crushing on for a while. Are his feelings reciprocated, though? (Jensen Ackles x Musician!Reader, RPF) [personal note: Mud Run!Jensen and best friends to lovers combined? I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE!]

Love To Hate You by @deanwanddamons - Y/N and Soldier Boy hate each other, but can’t resist one another when they meet again after many years apart. (Soldier Boy x Supe Female!Reader, The Boys) [personal note: Holy fu-- excuse me, I need an ice cold shower, like right now, dayum...]

Let It Snow by @wayward-dreamer - As snow begins to fall, Dean and Y/N some much needed cuddling time in the perfect ambience they’ve created for themselves. (Dean Winchester x Female!Reader, Supernatural) [personal note: OMG LOVE LOVE LOVE this!!!]

Presents & Gingerbread by @lila-lou - Ben has little interest in the season’s traditions but keeps up with the wrapping and decorations just to see you happy. Still, it didn’t take long for him to draw your attention away from the preparations, making it clear that you’re the only thing he cares about. (Soldier Boy x Reader, The Boys) [personal note: oh yeah, this hits the spot...something Ben is probably also saying at this very moment if not soon enough no doubt ;)]

Merry Christmas Sweetheart by @jawritter - Time doesn’t heal all wounds, sometimes it just drives them into our bones and festers there, until forgiveness is a four letter word, and it’s to late for second chances. (Jensen Ackles x Reader, RPF) [personal note: this tore my heart out of my chest and stomped on it so good...don't kink shame me]

Hurt So Good by @nightxcreature - After the reader makes a comment about missing Dean’s leather jacket and the old days, he takes matters into his own hands and takes her on the hunt of her life. (Dean Winchester x Reader, Supernatural) [personal note: (cries) where is my Dean doing this for me? (stomps foot extremely dramatically and then remembers my age and goes back to my corner of shame)]

Something serious by @jessjad - Beau and Y/N spend a summer evening together. But do they both expect the same thing? (Beau Arlen x Reader, Big Sky) [personal note: they better...if not I can take one for the team...or two....or three...or -- stopping right there before this gets any worse]

The One That Got Away by @justwhisperingfantasies - You thought you had left Supernatural and Jensen in the past, but almost 6 years later you get roped back in when your job is on the line. (Jensen Ackles x Reader, RPF) [personal note: not going to lie you can't put Jensen and the word "roped" in the same sentence, you just can't do it, not with me]

I Got You by @janicho88 - When you have finally reached a breaking point, you call the one person you trust for help. He’s never seen you as more than a friend, but he is the person you know you’re safest with. It’s been months since he has had so much as a text from you, but Jake Seresin would do anything for the Navy princess he met years ago. The pilot knows she means more to him than he ever will to her, but he will do anything for her (Jake Seresin x Reader, Top Gun Franchise) [personal note: oh my gawd, just give him to me now, GIVE HIM TO ME]

Meet Cute by @lamentationsofalonelypotato - Reader is surviving in the apocalypse alone, until she meets a stranger who needs her help, even if he doesn't want to admit it. This is a reimagining of when Daryl gets hurt trying to find Sophia in Season 2, in which the reader shoots Daryl instead of Andrea. This can be read as stand alone, but can also be read as a prequel fic to "Your Fault," describing how reader and Daryl met for the first time. (Daryl Dixon x Female!Reader, The Walking Dead) [personal note: I've never been one for Daryl in reader-insert fic before but this definitely is changing my mind!]

Losing You by @thesilmarillionblog - Everything was good as a member of Payback and Soldier Boy's secret girlfriend until the team and your relationship with him began to fall apart due to a new member and her developing relationship with Ben right in front of your eyes. (Soldier Boy x Reader, The Boys) [personal note: any SB fic that starts with this line: '“Get lost fuckface and bring me a coffee,”' certainly has my attention]

forgtten birthday by @chevroletdean - Alec is new to the concept of birthdays, considering he doesn’t even really have one himself. When his s/o is sulky all day, he’s confused, until their friends throw them a surprise party and he realizes he’s messed up big time. (Alec McDowell x GN!Reader, Dark Angel) [personal note: OMG I love my boy Alec so much]

The Chocolate Chip Kind by @beyourownanchor6 - Eddie just wants to sleep, Buck can't let him, not until after midnight. (Buddie, 911 - AO3) [personal note: you always have to have some Buddie goodness and that's precisely what this is!]

Starry Night by @romancingromanoff (Natasha Romanoff x Reader, MCU) [personal note: perfection for this character (happy sigh)]

Princess Treatment by @storiesofsvu (Terry Bruno x Reader x Joe Velasco, Law & Order: SVU) [personal note: I'm still power washing the floor in the spot where I completely melted, holy Christmas, give me these two in a hotel room any day]

Forever Yours by @justagirlinafandomworld - Song Prompt from Unclaimed Love Songs: Faithfully by Journey (Bradley Bradshaw x Female!Reader) [personal note: YES, YES, YES!!!]

In Every Realm by @caplanbuckybarnes - he vows to love you in every universe (Sub-Zero x Reader, Mortal Kombat) [personal note: the young girl in me literally squealed and my heart grew about three sizes seeing this, he was always one of my faves!]

A Sudden Spark by @gloomwitchwrites - Request: The reader is Aragorn's older sister. A ranger and a renowned warrior. After Eomer personally meets the owner of the stories he's been hearing for years, he may begin to fall in love with her. (Eomer x Female!Reader, Lord of the Rings) [personal note: my first Eomer x Reader fic and it did not disappoint!]

Untitled by @catierambles (Captain Syverson x Reader, Sand Castle) [personal note: the fic for this character that I didn't know I needed!]

Request by @imyourbratzdoll - you and the chief get freaky in his car (Charlie Swan x Female!Reader, Twilight) [personal note: (raises hand) What does one have to do to be arrested by Chief Swan exactly? ...Asking for a friend]

The Storm Outside by @bullet-prooflove - Larry comforts you during a stormy night (Captain Larry James x Reader, Walker) [personal note: Storm ambience? Check. One hot ass man that I can also call Captain for fun if I want to? Check. Comforting me in my time of need? Check. Am I torn between wanting to melt into goo and using a squirt bottle on myself to stop fantasizing about him? Check. Check. Am I probably going to have to go with the latter option? Triple check.]

Waiting for the Real Thing by @rizlowwritessortof - You can’t serve in the same unit with somebody without getting pretty close. She managed to survive around him until a couple of years ago. And when she hears about their brother-in-arms troubles, she heads that way to help out. Of course, Russ beat her to it. And now she just can’t make herself leave without seeing him. (Russell Shaw x OC, Tracker) [personal note: you can't see it but I'm foaming at the mouth right now and as you may have expected, it's not a pretty sight]

Dancing Doll by @flamencodiva - Dancing Flamenco has always been a part of Y/N. But she never thought it would put her in the crosshairs of someone dangerous. How did her life end up with twists and turns? And can a green-eyed mechanic really help her? Or will she just put him in harm’s way? (Mechanic!Dean Winchester x Reader, Supernatural) [personal note: Flamenco and Dean??? Where is the line where I sign away my soul?]

Sinnerman by @venus-haze - You can’t even see your old life from Crockett Island, but nevertheless it weighs on your conscience like an anchor on the ocean floor. Father Paul Hill tries to pull the anchor up, only to sink your whole damn ship. (Father Paul Hill x Reader, Midnight Mass) [personal note: Girl, I am about to devour your horror/slasher masterlist...incoming!!!]

Stoking the Flame by @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior - Jenny and Beau have been ignoring the spark between them for a long time. How much longer can they continue? (Beau Arlen x Jenny Hoyt, Big Sky) [personal note: I'm not much of a Beau x Jenny fan, but this was so good and surprisingly satisfying for something within me for my two favorite characters on that show]

any way that you want me by @deanbrainrotwritings - he’s clingy and doesn’t know how else to feel close to her. even though it gets them both riled up, it’s nice while it lasts. (Boaz Priestly x Female!Reader, Ten Inch Hero) [personal note: PLEASE give me clingy!Priestly any day of the week, P L E A S E]

Because of You by @spn-bee - Dean Winchester, a 30-year-old hunter, rolled in to a college town to unwind. Reima M. Park-Gibbs, a 22-year-old college student was the lucky or unlucky encounter. They both got what they wanted, along with unexpected consequences. Dean will now have to protect her and his unborn child while convincing her she belongs to and with him. (Dean Winchester x OC, Supernatural) [personal note: (happy sigh with heart eyes and dopey smile) I just love this]

The Edge of Fate by @deanwinchesterswitch - AU. Cursed by a jealous witch, Benny and Isalie must wander through time to find their way back to each other. (Benny Lafitte x Female!OC, Supernatural) [personal note: yes, Benny!!! I also may call him Sir...on Thursdays and Saturdays and every other Wednesday...just saying...(winces) yeah, that was TMI, wasn't it?]

Home by @syrma-sensei - Ben's discovering new life affairs while expecting his first baby. (Soldier Boy x Wife!Reader, The Boys) [personal note: Ben as a dad gets me every time (more happy sighs)]

Running Away by @jensengirl83 - Sam has feelings for the reader, but what happens when he finally gets the courage to find her and tell her the truth? (Sam Winchester x Reader, Supernatural) [personal note: Awww, Sam...I need more Sam in my life, I cannot even tell you]

When the Lines Blur by @pink-sparkly-witch - Y/N Y/L/N and Jeffrey Dean Morgan have been a successful porn couple for a few years. When Jeff decides it’s time for him to retire, he helps Y/N find his replacement who might become more than just a porn partner. (Jeffrey Dean Morgan x Reader, Jensen Ackles x Reader, RPF) [personal note: okay I never quite saw myself in the adult entertainment business at any point in my life for...reasons but here....um, how does one get hired to work with either man (or both, I'm not picky) on set?]

Looking for more? Please check out my fic rec lists and writers rec lists (1, 2, 3). I do have some things to update like the Beau stories list, Alec, Russell, Jensen, Soldier Boy, Dean, etc (and I promise I will when I hopefully get more time in January) and I do have some more coming out like for Joe Velasco, Bobby Reyes, Law & Order: SVU, LOTR, etc.

In the meantime, if you'd like to peruse even more stories that are on my reading lists, please check out @biggerbearsreads and @tbbrebloglibrary (which will eventually take place of the 1st - tbbrl will be more organized by tags, etc) or you can check out @biggerbearficrecs.

So I threw a ton into this one due to the holidays coming up (and some little personal notes, sorry, sometimes I actually think I'm funny 🤷‍♀️). I hope you all enjoy the time whatever you might celebrate or if you don't, then I hope you've been able to find some of the amazing stories on this list that might keep you company and provide some comfort or give you the warm fuzzies, whatever you're in need of! I wish all of you the very best!!! ❤️❤️

And please don’t forget when you come across any and all creative content on here to:

And please always reblog! Thank you!

dividers by @saradika-graphics

[lycheeloving]

I'm thinking a/b/o (yandere) John Wick thoughts, but I can't decide if I want him with an omega darling or an alpha darling...

kinda nsfw, minors dni

With an omega darling he would immediately have the upper hand, not even having to use force to get you to submit, his strong alpha pheromones being enough to make you whine oh so sweetly and do whatever he wants you to, as to not make him mad. He'd also bite you as soon as possible, marking you, bonding you, making you his mate. Making your feelings for him complicated, because you're scared of him and hate him because he kidnapped you, but wanting his love and affection (and his knot) because that's your mate, even if you were forced into this situation.

With an alpha darling it would be a more of a fight, but he's still bigger, stronger and more dominant than you, and he enjoys a challenge. I think he'd love making you submit to him, even if it goes against your nature. I'm not an expert on a/b/o stuff, but I have been reading a few things recently about bitching, aka turning an alpha into an omega by making them take a knot often enough, and I think that would absolutely be his goal. Slowly turning you from an aggressive, defiant alpha into a docile, whimpering omega who listens to his every command, his mate.

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Can you please help me find some sugar daddy fics? I've been obsessed with it lately.

Hey Lovely!

Well, I've never read any myself, so I can't give you any personal recs, BUT I did a tag search on my offline MFL list, and decided to make a new list for you because I need content, LOL!!!

So, here are the fics I have on my MFL list, and if you guys have any more to add, PLEASE do, as always!! Hope you enjoy!!

SUGAR DADDY FICS (MFLs)

See also:

Rich Sherlock (March 2020) (MY LIST)

Sugar Daddy Sherlock (SwissMiss)

Sugar Daddy Part 1 (Alexxphoenix)

Sugar Daddy Part 2 (Alexxphoenix)

Worth Its Weight by philalethia (E, 2,986 w., 1 Ch. || Sugar Daddy AU || PWP, Daddy Sherlock, Daddy Kink, Service Domination, Gift Giving, Unsafe Sex, Sex Toys) – “Remember,” John said, “when we talked about you not buying me extravagant things?” Basically: a little bit of Valentine's Day daddy kink. Part 2 of All the Rest 'Verse

An Erotic Sail by justacookieofacumberbatch (E, 4,533 w., 2 Ch. || Sugar Daddy AU || Age Difference, Sugar Daddy John, Yacht Daddy John, Praise Kink, Porn Without Plot, Boat Sex) – Sherlock, fresh off a Semester at Sea ship in Crete, sees a gorgeous older man, and I'm sure you can guess what happens next.

Practically Perfect by vitruvianwatson (E, 6,303 w., 1 Ch. || Sugar Daddy AU || Age Difference, Younger Sherlock, Older John, Finger Fucking, Anal Sex, Hand Jobs, Office Sex, Emotionally Insecure Sherlock, Barista Sherlock, Doctor John, PWP) – There was a knock on the door, and then it opened. John shook the thoughts out of his head and looked up with his fake “I’m your kindly doctor” smile plastered on his face, but a second later his jaw dropped because his “patient” wasn’t a patient at all. It was none other than Sherlock bloody Holmes. Not only that, but he was dressed in one of his more indecent outfits—skin tight jeans that looked like they’d been bloody painted on, and a purple button-down that was straining, to say the least, to remain buttoned. John wondered if he’d worked at the coffee shop in that outfit today. He shut the door and leaned back against it with a wicked smile, and John heard the click of the lock.

A Suitable Stain by vitruvianwatson (E, 7,647 w., 1 Ch. || Sugar Daddy AU || Sugar Daddy John, Barista Sherlock, Older John, PWP, Rutting, Anal, Clothed Sex, Masturbation, Dirty Talk) – John imagines what they must look like--the young, gorgeous university student, naked as the day he was born, draped over the well-dressed older doctor, the muscles rippling in Sherlock's back as his slim hips roll that beautiful arse up into the air and back down again, his spine curving beneath John's hand as he moves it to the small of Sherlock's back to feel the movement. The hard outline of Sherlock's cock slides back and forth across John's body, dampening his clothes with precome, and John moves both hands down to Sherlock's arse, squeezing and pulling him in harder.

To A Tee by lookupkate (E, 15,321 w., 14 Ch. || Sugar Daddy AU || Sugar Daddy John, Hospital Director John, Sugar Baby Sherlock, Accidental Meeting) – Sherlock receives a text from an unknown number. The man is under the impression that he needs a sugar daddy. After careful consideration...well, he could be right.

A Kept Man Isn't A Weak Man by Elphen (E, 20,429 w., 1 Ch. || Omegaverse || Sugar Daddy John, Age Difference, Alpha John, Omega Sherlock, Mpreg, Sex Toys, Mating Bond, Possessive John, Knotting, Masturbation, Dominant John, Mating Cycles) – Sherlock is just out of university, but due to drug habits acquired at said college, Mycroft has cut him off, hoping to put a stop to it that way. Instead, Omega Sherlock struggles doubly, both with his cravings and with finding a job that will not bore him to death and support him financially. Then, when he is on the verge of being completely destitute, he finds several hundred pounds ticking into his account for no apparent reason. He thinks it's Mycroft, but instead he receives an email from someone who promises to send him more money every fortnight and put him up in a flat rent free, on two conditions; he will stop taking drugs and he will occasionally be asked to be a companion for someone. He does not want to be bought like some toy, but what choice does he have? The first time the door bell rings, he is sure the man will demand sex. But instead he finds a very sharply dressed man with money and physical power in his mid-30s who wants to talk with him and take him out to dinner. Things quickly escalates on the emotional and physical side for Sherlock, but can you really have a relationship with an Alpha like that?

Sugar Daddy John Series by Sexxica (E, 22,504+ w. across 7 works || Series WiP || Sugar Daddy John AU || Daddy Kink, Twink Sherlock, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-Con, Masturbation, Blow Jobs, Hand Jobs, Dirty Talk, Comeplay, Anal / Oral, Sex Toys, Praise Kink, Lingerie / Crossdressing) – The very best of Sugar Daddy John and his boy, Sherlock.

sherlock and his daddy series by rory_kent (M, 24,433+ w. across 6 works || Series WiP || BDSM / Sugar Daddy AU || Sugar Daddy John, Age Difference, Sub Sherlock, Daddy Kink, Military Kink, Subspace, Hurt/Comfort, Coffee Shop AU, Unilock) – Sherlock didn't mean to upset daddy he really didn't!

All the Rest (of What I Want) by philalethia (E, 68,082 w., 20 Ch. || Alternate First Meeting || ASiP, Texting, First Time, Daddy Kink, Sugar Daddy Sherlock, Daddy Sherlock, Sex Toys, Phone Sex, Sexting, Unsafe Sex, Service Domination) – After being invalided home from Afghanistan, John takes his therapist's advice and tries to meet people online. Specifically, he joins a fetish site, where he ends up interacting with a man called SH who keeps paying him money to perform odd tasks and seems very keen to take care of him. Basically: slow-build daddy kink. Part 1 of All the Rest 'Verse

Nine and a Half Weeks by CumberCurlyGirl and Kameo (E, 204,733+ w., 41/42 Ch. || WiP || American AU || Different First Meeting, Daddy Kink, Bottomlock, Anal Plug, Riding Crops, Spanking, Light Bondage, Anal/Oral, Aftercare, Posh John, Virgin Sherlock, Homophobia, Sugar Daddy John, Rimming, Coming in Pants, Light Dom/Sub, Past Sherlock / Victor, Light BDSM, Public Sex, John in a Kilt, Vibrators, Happy Ending) – Sherlock Holmes is about to graduate from high school in midwestern America. Despite his intelligence, his prospects are bleak due to poverty, an indifferent, alcoholic father and poor choices. One day, at work, he sells a riding crop to a handsome blonde Brit and his life is changed. He doesn't know what hit him - until he does. This is a story of a journey to love and self-acceptance and explores many themes along the way: drug abuse, grief, coming out, age difference, consent. Lots of sex but so much more.

[thewhumpcaretaker]

Hihii! I have a little different question, I hope I'm not too weird...

Since I'm working on the sequel for The Other Side Of Paradise that you read and know that it's a/b/o... and you gave me one cute ask on this theme. About how John would take care of mpreg Santino and I loved it because absolutely John is doing anything for him. Do you have any more scenarios for that? When Santino actually tells him that and starts to get those mood swings and cravings. How more moody and needy can Santino get bahaha? I'm just curious on how do you see them and do you think they would actually kinda be scared of becoming parents?

Have a lovely day!! 💙💖

Hiiii!! Thank you for the ask 💝🖤 As usual, you're only as weird as I am, heehee. Thanks for your patience on this one - I had a ton going on during the past couple days.

There's always a new level of moodiness and neediness that can be reached - let's make Santino suffer and then be treated with so much love!

TW: mpreg scenarios

John would actually not be too scared of becoming a parent - he feels like he was made for that and has always wanted a family. He has so much love to give and that would extend to having a child. He'd read fairy tales to the baby while Santino is still pregnant and talk to them about the wonderful they'll have. But he would be scared of what could happen to that kid and what kind of life they'll lead under the High Table. He'd get paranoid over the baby's safety and how they could be used against him in the future, just like Caine's daughter was used against him. I think he'd try to keep the pregnancy a secret as long as possible. And he would worry a lot about how to ensure that this child grows up to have a normal life.

Meanwhile, Santino is the one who'd be very scared of becoming a parent. He'd think about how his own parents treated him and realize that he didn't really have a good role model for parenting. He'd be especially worried that he might lose his temper with the kid, which he doesn't want at all. He would feel so unprepared and have major anxiety about that. Of course, John would constantly reassure him that he'll be a good dad and remind him how sweet he is to Dog already.

Santino would also struggle a lot with how his body would change during the pregnancy. Being more tired, being sore and unable to walk well, feeling sick and having cravings - all of it would make him feel so stressed and out of control. It would take him away from his work, and at first, he'd ignore all of it and try to push through to keep working. But for once, he couldn't ignore his own health without putting the baby at risk too. Normally, he takes out a lot of his anger on himself and he can't do that anymore, which is beautiful in a way but also completely confusing. He'd definitely have a breakdown over that at some point. But after that, he'd start accepting help from John, and would switch from pushing him away to clinging to his side at all times, not even wanting him to leave the room.

John would try to make things easier for him by explaining that this is a time when he needs to focus on staying healthy and relaxing, and that everything will be waiting for him when he comes back. He'd tell him that it's okay to be frustrated and angry with the situation, and would listen any time Santino needs to rant about everything he's missing out on and how scared he feels. And John would be doing everything possible for him - bringing him any food he wants, making sure he doesn't have to walk long distances, making sure he gets to see the best doctors in the world, all of that. He'd give him massages every day and wouldn't want to spend even a second away from him. John would also be insanely physically protective of Santino during this time.

Santino would also try to help John by considering long term changes to make John feel better about whether their lives are headed. He'd pull back from his work with the Camorra and maybe even consider running away or retiring. But that isn't what he wants to do. It makes him question what it means to be successful and whether he can work and have a child at the same time (I might be slightly enjoying the thought of a man having this dilemma, which isn't so common...). It's a lot to think about, and it weighs heavily on both of them. But at least it comes from the fact that they're making a whole new life together!

It's hard to say what they would decide to do. I guess we'll find out in your fic!! I'm very excited!!!

[nasty-quillz]

Pounce On That Shit

AO3 Mirror

Summary: What if Alpha's were the submissive sex

tags: non traditional omegaverse dynamics, breeding, dirty talk, knotting

John woke up with a soft moan. Soft wet insistent heat wrapped around his dick, pulling the Alpha further from his. He looked down to see you ravenously swallowing his dick and massaging full balls, trying to coax the man to orgasm quickly.

“Y/n—Sweetheart—” John choked out as you swallowed him down to the root, throat working around him. He curled deadly fingers into the silken material of your dark red bonnet making sure to   not disturb it as he tried to pull you off.

“Baby c’mon. You’re i n heat, let me—,” 

You growled deep in your throat, making him shudder and whine. He felt your tongue run along the underside of his shaft, before running it over his balls.

“Shit! Omega—!”

John thrust into your throat, eyes never leaving you as he came deep down your throat.

You growled, pleased  that your Alpha gave you  what  you wanted, before pulling away.

His dick is \was still twitching, spurting thick rope rope of pre cum as his knot forms painfully at the base of his dick. You let it cover your face, needing the primal  sign of ownership over the older man. He always whimpered and moaned needily when you fucked him, face covered in his nut.

You wrapped a hand around his knot as you sank tiny fangs into the meat of his muscled thigh. Sweet blood filled your mouth and you moaned at the taste. You unlatched from his thigh, blood smearing down your chin, as you stared into his eyes and began stroking him from knot to tip.

“Gimme Alpha,” your left hand joined the fray and your right focused on rhythmically squeezing and stroking his knot. “Want your cum on my tongue again, before I use this big pretty dick.”

John whimpered, mesmerized as pleasure radiated from where you toyed with his knot. He’d cum but it seemed his dick didn’t get the memo with your heat pheromones filling his nose. He leaked as stroked him, precum running down his shaft in thick rivulets, slicking the way for your filthy torturous knot job.

You looked so pretty between his legs, face glistening with his cum and  blood, controlling Omegan instincts on full display. John couldn’t tell you no.

“Yes Omega,” he breathed out breathily as he bared his neck submissively.

Apleased rumble left your throat, before kissing his leaking tip. A thick white glob coated plumps brown lips and connected you as you pulled away.

You massaged his knot as you stroked him and watched John writhe on the bed. Watch him beg and plead for more as you worked him over with your mouth and hands. Kissing and licking up his pre on each down  stroke. It made the Alpha wild.

“God Baby—Sweetheart I—Need it! Need to give it to you. Let me give it to you. It’s yours. All of my cum is meant for you. To taste. To bathe in. To take.”

Utterly enchanted by his horny Alphan frenzy, slide down the bed and take his heavy sac into your mouth. His scent was thick here. Dark and heady. Alphan pheromones made you press your nose to the crease of his pelvis. You lay there face buried in hit crotch, sac weighing on your tongue, hand working his knot furiously.

“Want your scent all over me, Jardani. Gunna make you nut over and over until you start cumming dry. Then I’ll drag my pussy from your knot to your face and ride it ‘til I cream.”

The hand working his knot squeezed as you said this and John keened as hit dick erupted in heavy torrent after torrent of cum.

Levering yourself up you notched the turgid flesh between the soft pillow of round brown breasts, You worked them around him relishing each powerful spurt of cum that splashed over your face and chin.

“God, that’s my good Alpha, Jardani. My good perfect Alpha. Know just how I like it.”

John nodded, fucking  up into the softness of your tits and replaced your hands with his own. His pace only faltered when you formed a loose fist around him to fuck into. He moaned as you milked his knot kissed at the spurting tip each time it crested the apex of your titties.

“It’s mine, isn’t it Alpha? This big pretty uncut dick. This fat fucking knot? It’s all mine.”

John nodded, delirious and wanting nothing more than to belong to you. To please you. For you to milk him of all his thick potent cum, covering yourself in his scent. Letting anyone who got too close that you claim him. Wanted nothing more than for you to use his big useless cock to breed on.

Tears formed in his eyes as his orgasm finally came to an end with a final spurt to your luscious waiting mouth. He watched you move up the trembling line of his body. Admired the way sweat and cum made your darker skin glisten under moonlight filtering through the curtains.. You straddled his waist letting the length of his dick press between your pussy lips and leaned over him.

Hre stared up into your cum covered face in awe.

You looked at John’s flushed face and caressed his lips. He opened without a second thought and you opened yours to feed the hitman his own cum. You watched his eyes dilate and his scent fill the bedroom.

“My perfect Alpha,” you said as you began to drag your sloppy pussy up and down his shaft, teasing when the fat tip threatened to penetrate you. “My precious Alpha’s gunna let mount, aren’t you Jardani.” On the last drag you let the head catch and sunk onto it in one slick cant of your hips.

“Fuu-uck,” came John whine. He loved the way your heat made your cunt hotter and wetter than before. Hands shot out to gasp your thighs and pinned them to his own as he ratcheted up into your soft pillowy hole.

“God Sweetheart—Pussy’s so perfect—,” he stuttered out as he fucked you desperately.

You moaned  as he stroked your cunt out. “You fill me so good Baby.” You moved your hands to stroke up his chest to tweak dusky nipples and reveled in the way his dick jumped inside you. “Look at you. You take everything I give you and still beg for more. My Sweet lil’ Alpha.  You love when I mount you. Love this pussy, Jardani?”

He nodded frantically, whining as he fucked you.

Dark eyes looked into darker eyes. “Tell me.” Sharp nails dragged across abused buds. “Tell me who this dick belongs to.” 

John cried out at the pained pleasure and the possessiveness of your words. “It’s y—yours. My dick was meant for you. Only you, Omega.”

John was losing his mind to the hot wet clap of your ass filled the room with his whimper as you rode his dick.

“Only you could ever make me feel like this. Nothing feels better than being inside you. Thank you for claiming me, Y/n. P—Please don’t stop, Sweetheart. I can give you anything you want.” He humped up into you, maddened with the need to feel you around his not. With the need to be a good Alpha.

“Can be your good Alpha dick to breed on.”

Moaning at the man’s words, savored the way each downward stroke met his desperate one. John was such a hopeless slut when you gave him Heat pussy. He was so precious trying to prove himself.

You leaned down to kiss him, deep and languidly, tongues slid together as you fucked him. Pulling away you saw the saliva that connected you. Wanna gimme  what I want, John.” Kissing along his neck, licking and sucking hickies across his throat.

When you got to his scent gland you latched on biting and sucking as his pheromones filled your mouth directly. They were intoxicating on your tongue and forced you to ride the man harder, desperate for him to pop his knot.

It drove John’s mind to a gooey mess as he drove  his girth into you. “Please Sweetheart, anything. I’ll give you anything,” He whined pitifully. “Just give it to me. Cream on me and make me pop a knot!”

His pleas filled your ears and you loved that you had trained the Alpha so well. When you pulled away from his scent gland, you admired the lurid bruise on his pale sweaty throat.

“You can have it, Baby. I’ll give it all to you, but you know what I need you to do?” You purred the question, mouth breathing out his rut pheromones as you looked into his eyes. 

John shook his head, but listened, ready to give you anything as long as it meant he was a good Alpha.

Stroking his face sweetly, you bounce on his dick, to drive home your point. “Put a baby in me. Take this perfect knot and’ lemme breed on it, Jardani.”

The noise that left John's throat was wrecked. Animalistic and needy.

You were a vision on top of him. A dream around him. Soft and wet and fever hot around his swelling knot. Staring down at him, bathed in his cum, his blood still smearing staining your lips, taking everything he had to offer.

John could picture you, heavily pregnancy, pulling him away from cooking or cleaning. Him putting you in the countertop and getting trapped between your legs as you encouraged took his knot just the way you like. 

He imagined you pressing his hand to your heavy belly and praising him. .

“Look at how well you did, Alpha. So strong it took on the first try.”

John shuddered at the daydream and his body responded before he was conscious of it. . He buried himself in the soft perfect clutch of your body, as he fell into a stream of senseless begging and toppled you over to pin you to the bed.

“Y—Yes please, Y/n,. I’ll be your perfect Alpha and knot you full. You’ll be so breathtaking, pupped up.”

To say you were shocked at John’s zeal and sudden change in position would be an understatement , but the way his tip knocked into your cervix and the way his half formed knot spread you wide, made a sufficient distraction.

John threwyour legs over his shoulder and pulled you to him until your pelvises were flush together. Deadly hands planted on either side of your head, as your mate steadily fucked you. 

Only with him pressed so seamlessly into you, each stroke battered at your cervix. Your eyes rolled as ecstasy overtook your senses.

John’s face was flushed as he gazed down at you, Alpha gold shining in his irises, as he worked your pussy over. A litany of sin left his mouth.

“You make my knot ache, Omega.”

“God you’ll look so pretty when you’re pupped full, Y/n.”

“Breed on it—Need you to breed on it. Tell me mu knot is good enough, Omega.”

You reached up and cupped his jaw making him look into your eyes. “You feel amazing, Jardani. So good. Feel you against my womb.” You clenched around him to emphasize your praise. 

You pulled him in, ignoring how it caused strain in your thighs and kissed him thoroughly, tongue licking up the taste of him.

Kissing him heated your blood and made your walls gush around him. You moaned low and long against his mouth

John shuddered at the feeling of you cumming around him. He whined open mouthed and ragged against your own panting mouth.

Wrapping a hand around the back of his neck and pushing your foreheads together to talk him through it.

“That’s my good boy. Feel me creaming on this dick. Love giving you this pussy. You’re so good for her.”

You kissed him feverishly. Smacking, biting kisses as your pussy continued to milk his dick. Golden eyes shone with unshed overwhelmed tears and you gripped his neck reassuringly. “Don’t hold it back , Baby. Go ‘head and pop that knot so Omega can breed on it.”

Finally John let out a completely wrecked noise and his hips stuttered. Thead of his dick pressed to the spongy ring of your cervix and his knot drove home, before expanding to plug your pussy as he shot thick white fertile seed into your womb.

As John’s cum filled you, Alpha fangs dropped, large and sharp in the gaping mewling cavern of the man’s mouth.

You kissed him regardless. Sloppy and messy, licking over them, knowing to give into the obsolete urge to sink into your neck. Something bred out by evolution, but it always made a reappearance during and heats and ruts.

At least for Alphas.

Dainty fingers ding into your mark on John’s neck, causing him to whine submissively to your mouth. Pulling away you kissed his mating mark.

“You’re such a good stud for me, Jardani.” You fluttered your muscles around his knot, moaning at the dead end thrusts against your cervix. “Bet I'll be pregnant by the end of it,” you murmured into his ear as you basked in the afterglow of your orgasms.

[bluelolblue]

The Great Shipwreck Of Life

Part 1 of the series The Other Side Of Paradise

Summary: John was just supposed to be Santino's bodyguard that Gianna got for her omega brother. To protect him, be by his side. John was the first alpha Santino actually got interested into. It didn't took long for their nature to take over, guided by their instincts. Which wasn't taken well by Santino's family. These two will have to go through a lot.

Rating: Explicit, ok but there's also some drama bc why not give Santino family problems

Relationship: Santino D'Antonio/John Wick

Chapters: 8

Note: OMG IT'S FINALLY FINISHED!!! Suprise suprise it's omegaverse fic! I hope it's done well and that you guys will like omega Santino and alpha John. This took me so long to finish but now it's finally here. I'm here to feed all Santino/John shippers. Also, me casually traumatizing Santino...I love you my Italian twink, you'll get through this. Yes, there's drama with smut as well.

I'm thinking about making a sequel if this one goes well, since it's a part of a series...I'd like to continue it. But I'll see if anyone's gonna be interested into that. And yes, the titles are from different songs :)

Chapter 1 - Youth

The D'Antonio family has been among the most known and powerful families for years, every representative in the High Table was an alpha. Only a handful of omegas have been born in the families over the years.

Now, Gianna being the first born and an alpha was the best choice for the next representative of the High Table.

And then Santino, born as an omega.

Being the only omega in the family, he was mostly kept away from his father's meetings with others. They were mostly alphas and betas. However, Gianna was allowed to those meetings.

From the young age, he was always compared to his sister, whatever he had done was never good enough for his father as well as his interests.

He was more close with his mother. His father was rough with him, but his mother was gentle. She had patience, love and she always told him that it's okay to show emotions.

Sadness, anger. Any emotions he was feeling. It wasn't good to suppress it. That's just how it is. Suppressing your emotions can be harmful, right?

His father tried to make his both children more like him. But it didn't really work. Not with Santino, neither with Gianna. She was just better at hiding all that in front of their father while Santino went with their mother's words.

After their mother died, Santino took that the hardest. Gianna would spent hours trying to comfort her younger brother, trying to calm him down and kept promising him that everything's going to be okay. Just like their mother kept telling them both.

"You two are going to be okay. I promise you both will do your best in life, do what you want and be happy. And I'm hopefully going to be there to watch you two grow."

Except she, unfortunately, wasn't there to watch them. To protect them both from the toxicity of their father. Not anymore.

It broke him. He thought he wouldn't be able to continue living normally. And he was only 10 when it happened.

Over the years, Santino kept being humiliated by his father and it got worse when Santino's nature started doing its job. His first heat, his first symptoms. That day, his father locked him into his room and told him that he can't get out until it passes.

Gianna only managed to sneak in to give him food and water and to comfort him. "Father has a meeting with some alphas, he wants to keep you away from them for your own safety." She told him. It wasn't entirely a lie, it's just that his father didn't want others questioning him about his omega son. If they smelled him they would know instantly. And that would just be embarrassing.

Yet his first heat was one of the worsts since he didn't know what to do. Going through cramps, breathing heavily and sweating while feeling dazed.

Gianna read about omega heats and genuinely tried her best to make him comfortable. He refused to eat and she had to keep reminding him to drink water. He was restless, felt like he had a fever. She brought him some of his favorite clothes to help him get more comfortable, to maybe try and make a nest.

He did surround himself on the bed with his favorite clothes and a blanket that his mother gifted him when he was little. All that calmed him down a little. Gianna gently went through his hair with her fingers and kept telling him in a soothing way that the heat will go away soon and if he needs privacy she can leave.

Surprisingly, he let her stay for some time. He felt like he needed someone to be with him, to help him get through this.

With other heats, his father started to get him pills as a heat suppressant as well as scent blockers. When Santino refused to take them he was almost kicked out, so he got beaten and yelled at.

Forced to take the pills, he could've stayed and actually sometimes be included in the meetings.

He actually learned how to ignore the nasty looks of the alphas that were in the same room with him. It made him feel sick.

He wasn't looking for a mate. Wasn't interested into any of them. He just wanted to do what he wants.

And he got that. Freedom.

His father got sick, soon after that he died. What a tragedy.

The seat was left to Gianna and she stayed in Rome. However, Santino didn't want to stay. He moved away to New York. Far away from everyone.

Maybe he didn't know what he was doing, maybe he should've stayed until he got a proper security with him. But, he has Ares and a few other. None of them alphas, just betas. Good enough for him but his sister thought he needed an alpha to protect him.

"I don't need an alpha, I have everything under control without a horny bastard to breath down my neck."

That didn't stop Gianna to find him the best of the best bodyguard/assassin, John Wick.

Read other chapters on AO3

Quick note: I'm so thankful for all the support guys, it really means a lot and I appreciate it! Love you guys! 💖

[navybrat817]

April Reading List

Hey, lovelies! I haven't had much time to read and will add more as I can, but here are the fics I had the pleasure of reading and reblogging throughout the month of April. Please show these writers some love and heed the warnings for each fic. Remember, you are responsible for your own media consumption. Banner by yours truly and divider by the talented @saradika .

If any writer does not wish to be included in this list, please let me know.

Love, thanks, and happy reading!

Bucky Barnes x Reader

What's Up, Buck? by @late-to-the-party-81

Hope is a Dangerous Thing For a Woman Like Me to Have by @buckets-and-trees

Bandaged with Love by @jobean12-blog

SALT by @buckets-and-trees

Triage by @writing-for-marvel

Hello, Neighbor by @sunshine-on-my-mind

Burning Desperation by @rookthorne

Take Some More by @slyyywriting

Passionate Negotiations by @targaryenvampireslayer

I Wanna Be Yours by @buckycuddlebuddy

Bucky Barnes x Reader x Steve Rogers

Pound the Alarm by @rookthorne

Other Sebastian Stan Characters

God the Bounty Hunter x Reader

Call Out to Me by @mickeyhenrys

Lee Bodecker x Reader

Dead End by @shadeysprings

Steve Rogers x Reader

Rewritten by @intrepidacious

Other Chris Evans Characters

Ari Levinson x Reader

Stoned Sex by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

Bad Moon Alphas by @biteofcherry

After Hours by @flordeamatista

Curtis Everett x Reader

Within the Shadows by @shadeysprings

Jake Jensen x Reader

Husband Material by @thornsnvultures

Miscellaneous Characters

Blind Dates and Secrets by @alicewonderao3 (Dean Winchester x OFC)

Through the Eye by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor (John Wick x Reader)

Trapped by @ironlady1993 (Tony Stark x Reader)

March ⚓ February ⚓ January

[persephone411]

John Wick: Male vs Female Gaze

Male Gaze

Female Gaze

I noticed it especially in tik tok edits but in general I think you can say that while the male audience sees John as the ruthless alpha male killer (I hate his alpha sigma bs), the female audience sees him as the broken, grieving, loving husband

*This dosn’t mean that females don’t enjoy him as an badass killer

It also reminds me of the thought that men will never know what it is to watch xy movie from a female perspective

[taintandviolent]

゜゜・　　・゜゜・．a few simple rules/notes to get us goin'; ✰ First and foremost, please note that this is a hobby, not a job! DO NOT REQUEST SOMETHING IF YOU’RE IMPATIENT. 💗 The rats in my brain govern how quickly I write things, not me! ✰ I will only write female/afab reader. ✰ I'm notoriously bad at fluff. Will I write it? Sometimes. Depends on the character and the plot. ✰ When requesting, please specify if you want a full fic or a drabble! ✰ If something is not on the below list, do not be afraid to ask about it! It's safe to assume that I may write it! ✰ Typically, anything that I've written in the past is fair game. However, some specifics are below the cut...

.・゜゜・　　・゜゜・．characters I'll definitely write for: ✰ Evan Peters characters - AHS, Never Back Down 1 & 2. ✰ Sarah Paulson characters - AHS. ✰ Bill Skarsgård characters - Hemlock Grove, Nosferatu, John Wick 4, The Crow. ✰ Colin Farrell characters - The Batman/The Penguin, Fright Night. ✰ Joseph Quinn characters - Stranger Things. ✰ Channing Tatum characters - Deadpool & Wolverine. ✰ Keanu Reeves characters - ask for more info!

.・゜゜・　　・゜゜・．themes that will NEVER be present in my writing; ✰ incest / stepcest ✰ pregnancy kinks (breeding kinks are real iffy for me) ✰ piss / scat kinks ✰ anal sex ✰ beta/alpha/omega ✰ racist / homophobic themes ✰ non-con ✰ male reader ✰ RPF ✰ minor x adult content ✰ age play of any kind