#kyle king's choice

[ladyqahnaarin]

I couldn't stop thinking that he

Reminded me a lot of him

[trainforanother1000years]

obsessed with this fucking fit foolish has going on-

2k hoodie with the nike shorts and adidas socks straight out of a highschool boy’s closet. his levels of frat guy swagger is off the goddamn charts

[blue-lantern]

Thinking about the differences in interacting with your culture as a means of interacting with your family vs interacting with your culture as a means of interacting with a broader community. Thinking about Kyle’s complicated but loving relationship with his mother and stolen relationship with his father. Thinking about both his Mexican and his Irish heritage existing as connections to his parents without much consideration to a broader community.

I can’t find this panel again anywhere so I’m starting to think I may have made it up, but I swear there’s a panel out there of Maura trying to get Kyle to say something in Gaelic and him trying to brush her off. It’s a light scene, really not very consequential. But it makes it feel like it’s a culture he was presumably brought up in but maybe not one he really actively partakes in beyond some smaller stuff. Similarly to his ultimately loving relationship with his mother that he spends a lot of his early runs distancing from the rest of his life for one reason or another. He didn’t even know he was Mexican growing up, that part of himself comes as suddenly as the knowledge that Gabriel wasn’t a dead beat and loved him and his mother so dearly. The culture is his, but new to him, maybe a little foreboding and overwhelming in the same way meeting his father would be.

For Kyle it does feel like his heritage and his identity exist primarily as extensions of his relationships with his parents a lot of the time.

[ri-afan]

Look. It’s Luka lol

[tavernlords]

I guess you said yes '_' well Can I request headcanons for Lan, Adam, Darren, kyle please?? I just started this game a while ago and these guys are so attractive dude!How would they react if they saw by chance that the reader, the lord (for the famele please) is fighting with a very good sword? Almost beat Greg! But not as a fencing , more like an assassin swordfighter and very agile.

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE😭🩷

And tag me too please if you write it

There are almost no posts about this fandom

Well, I suppose I could. It sounds like a fun prompt. (love me a bit of Lance action too) I'll see what I can come up with.

[sunni-stuff]

Knight Johnny and Simon tasked with taking care of their kings beloved daughter. She's a gem and deserves nothing but the best in regards to security. A job only they were deemed worthy enough for. The kings daughter, a living treasure, required their constant vigilance.

Failure was not an option.

Your timidity startled them upon introduction. Their king's daughter - so meek? You mumbled, eyes averted, fidgeting with your silk gown.

They anticipated a bolder spirit, akin to your sister. She daily paraded knights Kyle and Price through the village, flaunting them like trophies. Her sharp tongue challenged them at every turn. Yet the duo knew how those knights truly managed their princess behind closed doors.

You were clearly the calmer choice out of the rest.

The first couple days, you gave them no strife, an obedient thing who likes to keep to herself and read in the library. A harmless gem. So why did the other servants regard you with such cautiousness.

"Do not let her fool you." A servant whispers hastily, their steps as quick as their warning.

Johnny scoffs, the warning falling on deaf ears. His princess reigns supreme, unblemished. You? A fragile creature in his eyes - wobbly legs, wide-eyed naivety. Soap erases concerns, leaving only blind adoration.

Across the room, Ghost's eyes narrow. Your fearful gaze meets his, then darts away as if scorched. He silently absorbs the warning, his intense stare lingering.

Innocence's wings concealed mysterious. What laid beneath your angelic facade?

Inside the castles keep, Simon shed his armor, his blunt words filling their shared chamber. "The princess doesn't sit well with the servants. We'd best tread lightly."

Johnny lounged on his bed, eyes closed, arms cradling his head. "These walls thrive on gossip," he retorted. "You, of all people, should know better than to indulge it."

Simon, stripped of his knights garb, turned to face Johnny, a twinge of mirth in his eyes. "Yer just saying that because she's not giving you work."

"A likely assumption."

"Likely? You end up nodding off in the archive with how quiet it is."

"Really now? And what about you getting all red eared when she offers you to sit for tea. You don't say anything then."

The pair continue their banter back and forth, their "friendship" one formed through bonds on the field and off.

Their banter could've lasted the entire night if it weren't for a gentle knock against the wooden door, causing them to halt.

Simon tensed. His first instinct was to reach for his sword, Johnny, however, already made to the entrance. No one ever visited them this late or even had the courtesy to knock. Cautiously, he opened the door, only to be met with you.

Candle in hand. You stood draped in purple silk. Your nightgown's trim trailed behind you. Johnny's eyes met yours briefly, taking in your sweet expression. His gaze then wandered downward, drawn to your décolletage - your breasts pushed up enticingly, spilling over like frothy ale in a brimming tankard.

"Jewel, what are you doing here?" Soap inquired, peeking his head out of the threshold to ensure no one else wandered the halls. "Come inside, it won't do good for your reputation if you're seen."

Johnny's gentle aura drew you near while Simon's barriers held you back. The candle flickered on a nearby table as you approached the stoic knights. Nightfall had brought silence, the servants long gone. Loneliness crept into your room, driving you to seek comfort in the oddest of places. "Might I rest here tonight?" you asked, your voice barely a whisper in the dim chamber.

Johnny crumbled right there. How could he say no to his princess? With a guiding hand pressed against your back tenderly, he leads you further inside. "Of course. You just have to leave before sunrise, my lady."

Clad only in underwear and an incongruous helmet, Simon looked absurd. "Johnny, this is bloody insane," he hissed. "If rumors spread, we're dead men walking. And her reputation? Shattered beyond repair."

Johnny tugs you onto his bed, smirking at Simon. "We'll be stealthy, jewel," he whispers, making room beside him. Your drowsy nod seals the deal. He drapes the covers over you both, triumph gleaming in his eyes. Who would turn down sleeping next to a princess?

Simon's fury simmered beneath the surface. Jealousy and caution warred within him, but he couldn't change the outcome. "Your choice, your consequences," he growled. Snuffing out candles, he retreated. His heavy steps and angry shuffles punctuated the air as he returned to bed, seething silently.

Simon's ears perked up late in the night. A wet sound broke the peace, followed by hushed whispers and moans. Until then, only slumbering knights, watchmen, and crickets disturbed the tranquil darkness. Now, an unsettling change rippled through the air.

"Shh, jewel," Johnny's voice cautioned.

"J-Johnny—I'm trying—"

Simon froze.

Johnny's whisper had pierced the silence and your muffled response - your voice, trembling, sent Simon's heart into a frenzy. His eyes fluttered open behind his helmet. Heart racing, he peered into the darkness, straining to glimpse the unfolding scene. Your stifled moans confirmed his suspicions, sending a shiver down his spine.

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A/N

Trying out a new writing style, I don't like the way I write usually bc it seems way too casual? So wordhippo and analyzing some of my favorite writers on here are like toast and butter.

[b1rds3ye]

Can you make a fic / short headcanon of how the COD men reacts to reader riding those bull mechanical? Their usual bar/pub has installed a new attraction which is that bull mechanical. Either they dared reader or reader wanted to try to ride, depends on the character. You know how those bulls move makes the rider look like they’re grinding?? Yeah I wanna know how the guys reacts to that 👀

OHOHOHOHO GOT IT thank you for sending in the request!! This is the first one this blog has gotten 🥳🥳 I hope you enjoy~

Ride On

The local bar has installed a mechanical bull for an extra activity among the drunk and whimsical. One day off duty, you decide to give it a go and have some fun, and it seems the boys are enjoying it just as much as you.

Characters: Captain John Price, Simon “Ghost” Riley, Johnny “Soap” MacTavish, Kyle “Gaz” Garrick, König

GN!Reader w/ no physical descriptions (except you're shorter than König)

Word Count: 2.5k (~500 each)

Genre: Fluff, Spice, established relationship

Warning: Spicy (but no smut), 18+/MDNI,  awkward dialogue (it’s the cutest thing during flirty time fight me)

A/N: I don’t even write stuff that’s mildly spicy so I hope I did a decent job - also apparently mechanical bulls can do some real damage oh my god???

Captain John Price

On duty Price may be your direct superior but off duty you were more than free to do as you please even in his presence, he had always been clear about that. So he knew you were up to something when you sauntered up to him asking him for permission to go on the mechanical bull in the middle of the bar

He could only stare at your deceptively innocent smile for a moment before repeating the mantra that you could do what you want, his free hand automatically reaching into his pocket for a smoke as you strutted to the mechanical bull. You were going to be the death of him

He’s sure this is what emperors felt like in the days of old. Food, drinks, some very enticing entertainment and Price feels like he’s on cloud nine. Sitting by a table, he lounges back, thighs spread as he takes up the entire space of his seat and then some, feeling like a king as he watches you on the mechanical bull. He does not move, save for the occasional shift as his pants tighten

When you’re done riling him up, Price stays put as you approach him again. He can’t hide the incredible smugness he feels when the hungry eyes of strangers trail you, only to look at him in envy when they realise you’re already taken. He isn’t bothered by any of their stares, he can easily give any of them a piece of his mind

“You’ve got guts, love,” Price huffed out a puff of smoke. He remained seated by his table while you stood beside him, his face directly in line with your torso. His gaze travelled along every line and curve of your body that was so tantalisingly close, he could feel the body heat emanating from you. He stifled the urge to lick his drying lips.

“I did a good job though, right?” You beamed. He quirked an eyebrow at your sickeningly sweet voice. So you were going to keep up this charade, as if your face was only flushed from the physical exhaustion of remaining upright on the automaton and not from being so close but so painfully far away from him. Even in the darkness, he could see how your pupils swallowed your irises but he chose not to comment on it - he wasn’t faring any better.

“Passable. You’ve got two choices, sergeant.”

You swallowed, a shiver travelling down your spine as Price tilted his head down, idly extinguishing his cigar against the ashtray.

“Either you go back on the bull for some further training, give everyone here a sight for their sore, miserable eyes…”

Price regards you again, head up so that you could finally see his full face. Like a man lost for days in the desert, he gazed at you as if you were an oasis. Eyes lit up in awe, full of reverence, yet glazed over in carnal hunger.

“Or we leave this pub and you give me a private encore.”

Simon “Ghost” Riley

The instant he saw the new attraction he instinctively groaned under his breath. He already knew that you, Soap and Gaz will be provoking each other for some sort of competition. He’ll interfere if anyone seems uncomfortable but if it’s all smiles and laughs he’ll just quietly watch on with a mirth in his eyes reserved only for you and the task force (he will make a quip about you lot behaving like muppets though)

That being said, he already knows how suggestive a mechanical bull can look. When it’s decided that you’ll give it a go, Simon can only exhale slowly out of his mask, mentally preparing for an unexpected trial of restraint

He slinks back into the darkness of the bar, one with the shadows. His eyes shine like jewels as they reflect the treasure that is you. He drinks in the sight, committing it to memory. If from the bull you manage to see him in the gloom, his gaze is so intense it can single-handedly throw you off the automaton

Even off duty, he’s good at keeping his composure. When you return to him, you almost mistook him for being completely unfazed by your little stunt on the bull. But his voice is a little gruffer, the muscles in his throat straining with every syllable. He shows his neediness through his presence, you won’t be alone for the rest of the night as he accompanies you for even the smallest of errands

Rubbing your shoulder that was bruised from falling off of the bull, you beelined for the rest of the task force, only to get unexpectedly pulled towards the corners of the bar where the lights could not reach.

“Simon?” Your voice is barely above a whisper as you feel his hand splayed across your spine. He was never big on public displays of affection, he was possessive in that all of his love will be seen by you only. Daring a move like this has you turning to him in concern, but he didn’t seem uncomfortable in the slightest.

“We’ve got a problem.”

“And that is?”

Simon doesn’t reply, not verbally. He takes your hips in his hands, you can tell he’s trying his best to be gentle but his fingertips dig ever so slightly into your skin. Guiding you back to stand just in front of him, you grunted as you felt a hefty weight against your backside. Now that is a big problem indeed.

“Need you,” he rasps, voice so thick with air they were barely discernible words. You allowed him to pull you further against him, a guttural groan escaping him. “Fuck, didn’t know you could ride like that.”

“I’m a soldier of many talents,” you replied. He huffs against his face mask, digging his face into the crook of your neck. “I suppose I could go again. Just, not on the bull.”

Simon’s lips curved into a smile that warped the mask against your skin. His hands on your hips tighten, you won’t be escaping him anytime soon.

Johnny "Soap" MacTavish

When Johnny’s eyes settled on the mechanical bull, he then took a brief glance at you and his mind went places. This absolute menace is conjuring up a million and one ways to get you on that bull ASAP (with your wholehearted consent, of course)

He’ll do anything, making a dare, teasing you, trying to make a bet, just so he can see you mount that thing. He’s a dedicated man, once he has a goal he’s seeing it through, no matter how many playful slaps and lighthearted glares you give him. He’ll even set an example and go first - he’ll be flattered as hell if he can get you out of all people riled up

Johnny thinks he can handle it, but he’s always overestimating himself when it comes to you. He can’t play off how you’re bothering him as your hips slide forward and back against the saddle. He can only clear his throat uncomfortably and choke out a fake laugh when the rest of the 141 comment on how quiet he’s become

He bit off more than he can chew, he thought he was the smooth one for being blessed with such a sight but he’s finding himself more bewitched by you by the second. When you get off the bull he gives you a feeble punch on the shoulder, trying to act like he’s alright but really he’s completely at your mercy, hovering around you near begging you to give him attention

You didn’t even have time to greet him as Johnny pulled you away from the rest of the task force, down into a quiet corridor of the pub. His silence was unnerving, you asked him if something was wrong but his only response was his lips against yours. When you reciprocated, the Johnny you knew was back with you, smiling into the kiss with an exhale of eagerness into your mouth as he traps you against the wall with his body. His weight against you, it was already hard to get a breath in as he claimed your lips again and again and again. But what truly made you gasp was the hardness that brushed against your thigh. It was initially so brief, you could credit it as a phantom of your own lust, but as Johnny got bolder, it rested permanently against your upper leg.

Now that he made his predicament clear, he reluctantly pulled away from you, just enough for him to speak. His heaving breaths burned against your skin, no more than his azure eyes that bored into yours.

“I got another thing you can ride, aye?”

You burst into laughter as you gave him a playful shove on the chest. It did nothing push him off of you, his smile widening at your countenance.

“Johnny, that was awful.”

“I ain’t lyin’. My li'l MacTavish needs some help.”

“I swear to god I’m leaving you.”

“You know you love me. Now are you gonna help me or no?”

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

Kyle has a playful streak, when he sees you eyeing the new attraction he’ll approach you with a mischievous glint in his eyes as he slides some cash to you. “This twenty says you won’t last five seconds on that.”

And with that, a light-hearted competition started. Kyle’s intentions were genuinely innocent, he just wanted to have some fun beyond drinking the night away. After you gave the bull a go he was wholly planning to try after you to show you how it’s done - and possibly impress you with superior balancing powers

It started off fun as you laughed at the odd movements of the bull under you and Kyle smiled with you. He’s willing to give up that twenty as you were clearly having fun

What he did not expect was how as the mechanical bull became more erratic, bucking indiscriminately in all directions that the sight seemed more… suggestive. A yelp of surprise from you has him situating himself behind a table, ensuring no one can see the growing issue below his hips

He dares a look at the rest of the task force who are taking in the sight innocently. Soap is shouting encouragements like a battle cry, Price pulls a face that’s a mix of amused and impressed, Ghost offers a single dip of the head in respect and now Kyle feels dirty, guilt mixing with arousal into a sinful concoction that drips down his tightening pants

As you returned back to the task force, Kyle immediately came up behind you. His arms wrapped around your waist, he sat his head on your shoulder, cheek against yours. With his entire body smothering yours, his whole being moved with every inhale and exhale of yours as you tried to recollect yourself after that exhausting ordeal of the mechanical bull.

“Getting touchy’s not going to make me forget about that twenty, Kyle,” you chided with a smile. You hear a little hmph as one of his hands dip into your pocket, resting over your hip bone. He slips the note in but his hand stays there, his thumb tracing over the wrinkles in your pants.

“You looked real nice up there, you know,” he mumbled into your ear before giving it a peck, arms tightening around you possessively.

“Feels like you enjoyed it,” you whispered, voice disappearing as you noticed something firm pressing against your ass. Your laugh came out far too weak. “Is that a pistol or are you happy to see me?”

He chuckled, husky and restrained, too distracted to reply. His hand in your pocket was becoming more animated, rubbing at your skin. Even through the fabric, you can feel how hot he is, only getting warmer as he gets more antsy, his free hand now tugging and teasing at your shirt.

Kyle spares a look at the rest of the task force, clearly distracted with their own drinking and antics.

“Do you think they’ll notice if we leave?”

“... No, let’s go.”

König

König will never ask you to go on the mechanical bull because he’d never go on it himself. Putting on a show for a whole lot of strangers in a pub? Potentially embarrassing himself in front of said strangers, his allies and you? The thought already fills him with dread and he is empathetic to never ask for such a thing from you. That being said, when it’s established you’re more than happy to give the bull a go, he’s not going to stop you

He knew how suggestive a mechanical bull can look but he figured he could handle it; he did not reach the rank of colonel by giving in to every temptation. But he should have known better when it came to you, your mere existence making him feel like he lost all composure and combat experience

Upon noticing the lustful stares of others, König doubles as a bodyguard. He slowly stalks around the bar, using his hulking figure to strategically block the view of you for others. He also takes note of anyone who seems a little too fixated on you, not hesitating to send a glare their way

Once you lose to the bull, he waits by the edge of the ring, taking your hand to escort you back to your friends. He does it both to be a caring partner for you, but also he’s preening as onlookers visibly deflate upon realising that if they want to get to you, they have to go through him

König’s hand was tight around yours, you could feel it occasionally twitch, aware of his own strength and trying to loosen his hold on you.

“Entschuldigung, mein Schatz,” he grumbled. “You wanted the night here, but I must leave.”

“Why?”

König turned his head away in embarrassment, but you noticed his eyes dipped lower for a split second. When you followed his gaze, you took a moment to pride yourself for getting your partner so riled up. It was only broken when he gently took your chin with his free hand, tilting it up - or just anywhere away from his growing predicament.

“It is embarrassing,” he muttered. “You were just having fun, but I am here… needing.”

“Not at all,” you smirked. “I wanted you to notice me.”

“I am always watching you, Schatz,” König whispered. He was getting bolder - or perhaps more desperate - with every word, the hand on your chin moving down to settle on one of your hips. You tilted your hips into his grip and the consequent breath he emitted was forceful and ragged. “I did not think such a machine could be so… crude.”

“But you liked the sight, right?” Your voice was smug as you pulled his face down to be in line with yours. You now had a perfect view of his eyes that were alight with lust, pupils blown so wide you could not distinguish if it was the gaze of a predator or prey.

“Zu viel.”

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[staying4straykids]

LETSS GOO FINALLYYYYYY ILYSM AUTHORRRR

❉ become queen of the kingdom: plot [series] ❉

a/n: soo, i am really fond of the game “King’s Choice” and there are not so many works about this game. i wanted to write a series about the game in which main focus is lovers of the game such as Ian, Lance, Darren, Ryan. this story will have some chapters but i don’t know how many chapters will be there. also, the knights of the game will play great role in the story as well as lovers. basically, this is a series which have so many features, events, and characters from the game. this first one is plot of the story, so it is short but other chapters will be longer.

enjoy the story!          

love. rose <3

character/pairing: King’s Choice Game’s Lovers x female!reader

summary: y/n take throne to rule the kingdom. she has enemies that want take her down from the throne but her unique knights and especially lovers always watch her back. however, things begin to change when a certain threat to the kingdom come to the light. now, y/n should be careful. she can’t trust anyone that easily. those who are able to gain her trust will fight by her side; knights and lovers.

warning!: there isn’t love relationship with any knights, just some cute moments from time to time. the major events are revolves around lovers; mostly Ian and Lance because they play key role in both game and this series. (as my own favorite lover, Lance will have a lot of scenes, so be aware of this.)  + some events will be different from the main story of the game due to the fact that this is a fanfiction.

word count: 821

tags: fluff, angst, major character death, having so many lovers, mature scenes, kissing (lots of kissing), smut

⇁ ⇁ ⇁

  The kingdom was in your hand now. The throne belongs to you from now on after your father’s death and your brother’s missing situation. The pain was there for all the time but you could not be able to mourn for your family because everything around you happened suddenly. One second, you were a grieving girl who lost her family, and the next you were a queen who had to rule an entire kingdom. You could not find any time to reacting to these events. You just accepted them without asking second question. This was your destiny, you believed or they made you believe. Therefore, you accepted it without questioning anything. Now, it was your time to rule your home, your kingdom. You knew that some people of your kingdom would support you while others deny your presence and say ‘how a weak woman like your become the queen of the kingdom’. You were not ready at all. You weren’t ready to neither good gestures nor bad ones because you become the queen in one day. You were scared. Really scared. All of these were new to you. Yes, you were the princess of this kingdom before. Yes, you knew how to rule, how to protect your kingdom, and how to fight in both physically and mentally but you didn’t actually ruled, protected or fought.

Therefore, you need some people; people who are willing to show you the path that you will walk. You need people that will be loyal to you, loving you and respect you with all of their real emotions. Choosing these people was hard, you knew it. Your father taught you how to distinguish those ones that really love you, respect you and loyal to you deeply.

Greg was one of them. He was one of the kingdom knights and now, yours. You turned your head from the night sky of your kingdom to Greg who is standing behind you for waiting your next words. “I need your assistance.” You said to him. He looked like he understood your situation. You knew he did because he was your father’s right hand man and you always have conversations with him.

“My lord,” He approached to you. “I know how much this whole situation is hard for you and I am all aware that you will need good people’s help like me.” You were thankful for his presence. You felt like you were not alone, like you will really be a good queen who helps her kingdom in every event.

“But,” Greg said which made your heart stuck for a moment, “I can not be able to help you in every situation for all the times. I have other knights to rule, to teach and keep in peace.” He approached to the door of your father’s work room which became yours now. He opened it and a man who has a single-lens spectacle covering his left eye came to the room. He was wearing a formal uniform; he had a blue and gold jacket over his white shirt. The black silk fabric neck collar around his neck and the black gloves that wrapped around his long thin fingers were perfectly matched. He was good-looking man and you can clearly see that he has an important place in your kingdom. You were surprised that you didn’t see him before around the palace.

Greg introduced him to you by pointing with his right hand, “This young man’s name is Lance, my lord. He will be your personal assistance from now on. Everything about the kingdom will be delivered from him to you. He is very extremely well educated and knowledgeable.” Lance slightly embarrassed by Greg’s words but making a proud gesture, he bowed slightly in front of you, “At your service, your highness.”

You rolled your eyes inside your mind; you will never get used to the title of ‘lord’ and ‘highness’ but the way Lance says it hit you different. You kinda liked it.

You smiled at him, and greet him by giving him your right hand to hold which makes Lance surprised a little bit, “My name is y/n and I am nice to meet you Lance.” you said. He took your hand in his anyway and he kissed the soft skin on your hand to your surprise this time. Your eyes widened a little bit. This time, smile was on his good-looking face. “It is honor to work for you my highness.”

When he left your hand you felt a sudden cold and realized how his soft skin made your hand heat. You wanted to hold his hand for one more time but you came to yourself and said, “Not ‘for you’ Lance. It should be ‘with you’ because we will work together, not as giving and receiving orders.” You turned to Greg, “All of us will work together.” And this was the night that your story began.

comments and likes are appreciated! <3

[tjwritesfanfics]

Every Universe NSFW Masterlist 🌌❤️‍🔥

A collection of burbs where you fuck MGG in every universe.

Note that all of these are smut.

Will not be written in order. Written as inspiration comes.

Ones that are left blank plz feel free to suggest stuff!

Main Masterlist | Every Universe SFW Version

Universe One: Criminal Minds (Spencer Reid) 👓

Title: Texts messages

Summary: Spencer is not happy with your choice of texts while he’s away.

Universe Two: 68 Kill (Chip Taylor) 💰

Title: Mine to use

Summary: After being a toy for everyone, Chip wanted a toy of his own.

Universe Three: Trash Fire (Caleb) ⛪

Title: Oh Goddess

Summary: There was only one thing that tempted Caleb away from his faith and that was you.

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Universe Four: Zoe (Micheal) 💊

Title: For the (actual) first time

Summary: You and Micheal have sex for the first time without the effects of Benysol.

Universe Five: RV (Joe Joe) 🚙

Title: Popsicle

Summary: Joe Joe wonders just how skilled you are with your tongue.

Universe Six: Beginner's Luck (Franklin) 🎳

Title: BabyDoll

Summary: It wasn't easy to love Franklin, but you were tired of trying. He just didn't seem to be done with you.

Universe Seven: Life after Beth (Kyle Orfman) 🧟

Title: Prom Night

Summary: You couldn't stand Kyle Orfman, but for some reason you couldn't stand it when others picked on him more. You save your enemy from prom night and also make an interesting proposition.

Universe Eight: Band of Robbers (Joe) 💪🏻

Title: Suggest a title!

Summary: Suggest a concept!

Universe Nine: King Knight (Thorton Adams) ✝️

Title: Let's start a cult family

Summary: Thorn was really wanted kids. Maybe more than you realized.

Universe Ten: Excision (Mr. Claybaugh) 👨🏻‍🏫

Title: A+

Summary: You were willing to do anything to get an A in Mr. Claybaugh's class

Universe Eleven: Magic Valley (Mok) ⛓️

Title: Let me help you

Summary: When Mok was having a hard time getting off, you, his best friend, decide to help him despite his (very weak) protests.

Universe Twelve: 500 Days of Summer (Paul) ☀️

Title: 500 days of tennis

Summary: Paul thought Robin was his end game until he met the cute tennis coach.

Universe Thirteen: Babyface (Wes) 🐈‍⬛

Title: Merry Christmas to me

Summary: It's you first Christmas with your boyfriend, Wes. And his gift of a collar may be more for him than for you.

Universe Fourteen: Hot Air (Lesley) 🎈

Title: Marry me Mr. Stranger

Summary: After a wild night in Vegas, you wake up married to a very attractive, yet terrified, stranger. After getting to know him all over again, maybe you could see yourself staying with him.

Universe Fifteen: Desire (James) 🔥

Title: More than the screen

Summary: James seemed to like his costar than he let on and the sex scene seemed more real than EITHER of them let on.

Universe Sixteen: Beautiful Girl (Ziggy) 📹

Title: My girl my camera

Summary: Once Ziggy meets famed camgirl, he has to film her.

Universe Seventeen: How to be a serial killer (Bart)🔪

Title: Sweet but psycho

Summary: Bart never thought he would find anyone else that would share in his… lifestyle, but there you were, covered in blood and knife in hand.

Universe Eighteen: The life aquatic with Steve Zissou (Nico)🌊

Title: Rocking the boat

Summary: It can be lonely out at sea. Thankfully you have the new cute intern to keep your company.

Universe Nineteen: Suburban Gothic (Raymond) 👻

Title: On the way out

Summary: On your last day in town, you decide there is one last thing you want to do. Or well someone.

[batbabydamian]

DC August 2024 Solicitations - Comics Featuring Damian! 🦇

THE BOY WONDER #4 of 5

8/7/24

Written by Juni Ba

Art and Cover by Juni Ba

Variant Cover: Valentina Napolitano

Damian Wayne may have been struggling to live up to his father’s legacy…but the last thing he ever wanted was to be returned to the clutches of his grandfather, the Demon King. But when his worst nightmare comes true, can he rely on his mother to defend him? Or has he lost her forever to the same horrific legacy he’s tried to escape?

BATMAN AND ROBIN #12

8/14/24

Written by Joshua Williamson

Art by Juan Ferreyra

Cover by Simone Di Meo

Variant covers: Juan Ferreyra, Vasco Georgiev (1:25), Simone Di Meo (Batman 85th Anniversary)

Years ago, Bane killed Alfred Pennyworth right in front of Damian. And now, on Dinosaur Island, there is nothing stopping Robin from getting his revenge! Except his father, Batman! And the giant dinosaurs, of course.

DC VS. VAMPIRES: WORLD WAR V #1

8/14/24

Written by Matthew Rosenburg

Art and cover by Otto Schmidt

Variant Covers: Jae Lee, Steve Beach, Homare, Riley Rossmo (1:25), Nikola Cizmesija (1:50)

The smash-hit series returns! It’s the dead of winter, and any hope for a fragile truce between the Green Arrow-led human heroes and vampire queen Barbara Gordon’s army has been dashed by Damian Wayne and his guerrilla fighters. He’s the only one fighting back against the bloodthirsty hordes, leaving Green Arrow with a choice: Does he stand and fight or sacrifice the boy in the name of peace?

WONDER WOMAN #12

8/21/24

Written by Tom King

Art by Tony S. Daniel and Belen Ortega

Cover by Daniel Sampere

Variant Covers: Tony S. Daniel, Jorge Fornes, Julian Totino Tedesco, Guillem March

Meet the new dynamic duo! Wonder Woman teams up with the unlikeliest of allies, Robin, on a top secret mission to save their fellow heroes. Will Damian and Diana’s quest to break into Waller’s Gamorra supermax prison be a successful one? Or is it all part of a more elaborate trap for Wonder Woman and her new sidekick?

SUPER-PETS SPECIAL: BITEDENTITY CRISIS*

*Damian mentioned in summary

7/30/24

Written by Tony Fleecs, Alexis Quasarano, Michael Conrad, Dan Watters, and Kyle Starks

Art by Mike Norton, PJ Holden, Sami Basri, Chris Mitten, and Kyle Starks

The Super-Pets are back—and this time, they’re all BITE! Haley, the beloved bark-out star of NIGHTWING, finds herself to be a fish out of water when she arrives on Kent Farm. As our big-city mutt tries to adjust to country living, she’s shocked to discover a kennel of courageous critters is already waiting for her! Bitewing, meet the SUPER-PETS—and you might want to hold on tight because things are about to get hairy! Also featuring—stories of misch-woof and mutt-hem! The dark side of the dog bed! The many pets of Damian Wayne! You’ll have to squeak it to believe it!

[gothamite-rambler]

Stephanie, you can't date him!

Stephanie (casually sliding close to Kyle): Sup, K?

Kyle (casually crossing his arms, a warm smile creeping onto his face): Hey, Stephanie. It's good to see you again. How's life been for you? Haven't revealed any movie plot twists, have you?

Stephanie (rolling her eyes playfully): Nah, I only do that if I really hate the person.

Kyle tilted his head, an amused smile spreading across his lips.

Kyle: Petty, but I respect it.

Stephanie blushed, thankful her face mask covered her mouth. She felt a flutter of warmth at his response.

Stephanie: Thanks, dude. Um, so you said to call you K, which reminded me of this character from… a video game. K? Then I got it—"K' Dash" from King of Fighters. It’s like you’re so much like him in terms of… fighting and stuff.

Stephanie cleared her throat nervously, glancing over her shoulder to see if Batman was around. She prayed her icebreaker landed. When Kyle laughed softly, her heart skipped a beat.

Kyle: Men in Black was more what I was leaning toward, but I know the game character and I appreciate the compliment.

Stephanie (blushing but maintaining her cool): Well, you know I call them like I see them.

Kyle (coy, leaning in slightly): You know who you’ve been reminding me of?

Stephanie gulped, her stomach knotting. She feared he was going to say she looked like Barbie—her secret sworn fictional enemy, mostly because she was picked on a lot in school. This was going to make or break her next choice as she tilted her head with a forced curious smile.

Kyle: Grace from this horror film I saw, and it was awesome. She got married to this douche canoe, and they had this… 'tradition,' right? If she loses, she dies and—

Stephanie (interrupting eagerly): She ends up winning the game, and the family explodes and—

Kyle and Stephanie (in unison, excitement bubbling): She divorces her husband, causing him to explode!

Stephanie (squealing with delight, her heart fluttering happily): Oh my god, you compared me to Grace? That’s so sweet!

Kyle (flirtatiously): Hey, I call 'em like I see 'em.

He carefully bumped his elbow against Stephanie’s, making her blush even deeper as a love pop song played in her head. Her eyes fluttered as she leaned forward, feeling bold.

Stephanie (trying to shoot her shot): Hey, I'm free—

Suddenly, Batman walked over and, like last time, grabbed her arms, forcibly walking her away.

Batman: No, no, no—thousand times nope.

Stephanie (frustrated, trying to break free): Dude! Quit it! I'm trying to ask him something!

Batman: Don’t care. Taking you to the car.

Stephanie (calling out desperately): Nightwing! Tell Batman to knock it off!

Nightwing walked past Kyle, laughing nervously.

Nightwing: This is one of those times you don’t argue with the man! We’ll see you around, Kyle. Stay away from Stephanie and fridges!

Kyle (perplexed and slightly offended, brows furrowing): What the heck? Dang it.

Stephanie (trying to reassure him, her voice fading as Batman leads her away): Don’t worry! I’m free in like two weeks—

Batman covered Stephanie’s mouth, continuing to pull her away from Kyle. Kyle placed his hands on his hips, feeling annoyed but also intrigued. He shrugged, hoping he could meet the hero again—he found her interesting and quirky enough that he wanted to be around her more.

Spoiler meets a Green Lantern

Stay away from that man, Stephanie!

[crownedinmarigolds]

On a scale of one to ten how problematic™️ are your coterie members? I'll go first.

Khloe: 4 out of 10. Tries really hard to treat everyone with dignity and respect, hates causing problems for others, sweet as sugar to nearly all she meets. Also totally down for murder, will drop you to protect her friends, likes the sexy unhinged way people obsess over her which could definitely get her imprisoned or killed.

Christian: 7 out of 10. Grew up in a patriarchal Giovanni household in Athens, GA, USA and wants to pretend he's a blue collar boy. Adamantly hetero though he's probably coterie-sexual if that every comes up and refuses to acknowledge any bisexuality. Would lock up his friends if he could. Chronically offline so he's not educating himself on the woes of others (he's got his own problems he says.) and probably still uses the r-word when insulting stupidity. Literally always asleep when everyone else is awake. Also fiercely loyal and protective and will let you lay on him like you're a toddler and he's a big sweet puppy. Will always accept a kind hug and not even in a creepy way. Asshole but good older brother energy.

Ralph: 100000 out of 10. (maybe a 5) Absolutely your overprotective stalker boyfriend who is only not a creep because you said yes to dating him. Has already measured your feet and checked your clothing sizes to make you a "get away quick" bug-out bag. He respects your choice to walk away for a while when you're angry but is scream-sobbing to everyone else that he's ruined everything and he should just die. Former Army Vet and will kill and has killed again. Most supportive person in the coterie for your harebrained schemes and will do everything he can to help when no one else will. Addendum: Forgets to de-Obfuscate and is definitely in the room with you or in the back of your car without you knowing and will not say anything until the last second.

Kyle: The perfect Thinblood. No notes. Consent king, gentle soul despite the Beast within him, mad scientist who uses his blood dolls' bodies for alchemy. Does everything he can to make sure you're well informed. Will take you to the cluuuuuub!

[sadist1224]

A FREE IDEA FOR FAN FICTION

Sorry for the mistakes, English through translator.

In general, this post is for readers too, but mostly for the authors.

I'm too lazy to write a whole fanfiction, but I'm not too lazy to illustrate it, in general…

ROYAL AU!

I NEED A ROYAL AU!

I have already read enough medieval stories, and I have not yet seen such a plot, so I will summarize it briefly.

The main character is the reader /"Y|N"/ you are the indirect heir to the royal throne. That is, you seem to belong to the royal blood, but you are not close to the board at all. Your father is the king's cousin, so you don't have much chance to rule, and you don't need to. You and your family have been slandered in every way possible to keep your parents away from the capital and the palace. Of course, as a child you were in the palace, at balls and so on, but that was a long time ago.

You and your father lived on the outskirts, in a small estate with an adjacent village. You weren't poor, but you weren't rich either. You know what it's like to live in the common people, what hunger and disease are. You don't need the throne because you have a deep resentment and dislike for the crown, which is why your family suffered.

You had almost no childhood. Your father had his own crazy mission - to teach you everything he knows himself. Politics, economics, even military affairs and fencing. Sometimes it came to paranoia. One of his lessons turned out to be a disaster for you and now your back is decorated with a long torn scar (you can make up a story).

And one day, your father is called back to the capital. He doesn't tell you the reasons, but he's coming back after a month. Really sick. Over the next week, you had the feeling that your father had been poisoned. He's dying in your arms. Weak, exhausted, not like himself.

And a year later, 4 horsemen with the coat of arms of one of the most powerful clans in the kingdom come to your estate. 141, headed by the family of John Price. Along with him come the "dead knight" Simon "Ghost" Riley - his right-hand man and chief adviser, John "Soap" McTavish and Kyle "Gaz" Garrick (you can also add Roach and others here).

Price announces to you that practically the entire royal dynasty was killed in a coup and now you are the first in line to the throne. At first, you give up the crown and send them back, BUT then you agree.

1) Price uses blackmail (how exactly and what kind of blackmail is at your discretion)

2) You need to find out what happened to your father (the main reason you agree.)

3) You really don't have a choice (why?yes, the dick knows, we need to come up with)

FURTHER SPOILERS!

The irony is that you were chosen for a reason. The former king and his family were frankly terrible rulers, and in fact it was 141 who staged the coup (but the reader will learn about this as the story progresses)

Price's plan was to put someone on the throne, in the role of a puppet. In that case, he would have the power. And Price is not a bad person, he wants only the best for your country, but he cannot entrust its development to anyone.

That's why he chose you, but you ruin his plans almost immediately.

You're really taking control of the country into your own hands. You don't let yourself be controlled, you are constantly learning and developing. You're really smart! It is important! More importantly, you can't trust anyone from the royal court. After all, in addition to 141, there is another clan - CorTak (who is in charge of it, who is in it and what they do is up to you. THE ONLY THING is to add Koenig, I love him, and women, because without them there are only men in the palace).

Whether CorTak will be involved in the coup is also up to you to decide.

The main conflict can be tied to foreign policy. For example, Shepard is the ruler of a neighboring country, and his representative in your kingdom is Graves.

Maybe Shepard wants to take over your lands? Was he involved in your father's murder? ???

You can also add Laswell to your side, as an ambassador on your side.

A FEW HEADCOUNTS OF CHARACTERS:

JOHN PRICE

Cunning, smart, wise. Do not think that behind his "calmness" there is really "calmness"He has a good command of his face. A great political player, an excellent leader with his dark secrets and injuries.

Military, fighter, fencing at the highest level. Kapets is so strong. He can be mean. I'm used to achieving my goals. He usually avoids harsh immoral things, but when things "smell fried", he will do anything to protect his clan.

Did he have a wife? Maybe, but he's got a lot of mistresses. Rather, he is single, or frankly does not love the woman he married.

Really RICH. He's a lord or whatever. He has lands and he is one of the king's confidants, his adviser, even if the king is dead, John still holds this position.

She can blackmail the reader, and in principle, at first treats her with distrust and prejudice. After some time, he begins to deliberately annoy her, attract attention to himself and behave quite boldly (for example, enter her personal space). Sexual tension is 100%. But he's still a gentleman.

SIMON RILEY

I think he probably has an estate with a village, but most likely it is empty, or he is being looked after by several servants. He hardly ever shows up there.

Otherwise, it is a canonical rough, hard, cold Ghost, with its own backstory. He serves Price faithfully.

Sleeping with Johnny? I don't mind, we're all a bit perverted here.

JOHN MCTAVISH

Ahhh, typical Johnny. A funny guy, a fucker, shamelessly flirting.

He can run after skirts. He'll end up with Simon anyway. \(-_-)/

He has a BIG family. Right now, yes. I think he's from a small town in Scotland. Maybe Price found him?

KYLE GARRICK

The same story as with Sope.

I also have a family, but I don't think it's rich.

In general, sexual relations between 141 are welcome. Let's be honest, "141 x reader" is much more interesting when chemistry flows between all its members.

Speaking of love lines: 141 x reader + KorTac x reader.

You can put Vaqueros and Graves in here. I love everything, I like everything.

DESCRIPTION OF THE READER

I repeat that the reader is smart! This is really important! The reader is not naive, he does not have pink glasses.

Stubborn, arrogant, strong in spirit and character. responsible and independent.

He also manages his face well, but not at the same level as Price.

About 22-24 years old.

The reader has a lot of skills, but he will have to learn a lot more to run the country.

He doesn't like luxury. More for practicality than beauty.

She knows etiquette, can play the piano and violin, and she loves music, but she rarely gets to do it.

He doesn't like dancing. She's cold enough for balls and social evenings, but she can't do anything about it.

He reads solely because of the information. Uses any free minute for any activity.

He doesn't know what rest is. The guys have to forcibly drag her out for walks. She won't say, but she's grateful to them.Sincerely loves to laugh.

She can be sarcastic. I like to put people (especially those who deserve it) in an awkward position. It amuses her.

SOME SCENES THAT TAKE PLACE.

Damn, I can see how Price is sending Sop and Gas to convey some information to the reader, which is not very important, but he requires transmission right now. Imagine the guys' faces when they find you naked in the bathroom, sitting with your back to them, with a book in your hands. And in fact, you are not embarrassed by their presence, but begin to nightmare them, amused by their reaction. Or maybe Price won't send anyone, but will go looking for you himself. Or will it be a Ghost?

In general, I need such a story on AO3 or here, it doesn't matter. I just hope someone gets inspired by it and writes it. And also. Leave a link in the comments to the fanfiction, if any.

[141wh0re]

Mirage Masterlist- (Prince!Gaz AU)

Warnings: This story will contain graphic violence, graphic sexual content, swearing, as well as historical inaccuracies.

AN: This story is heavily inspired by the live action remake of Aladdin. Though, my characters have more Egyptian roots (it's what works for the sake of the plot.), even though Canonically, Gaz is said to have Ghanaian descent. This fic is purely self-indulgent, but I hope you all enjoy it. - Skelly <3

Summary: After King Garrick's mysterious murder, Kyle is given no choice but to leave behind his life of war and bloodshed to take on his responsibilities as the king's successor.

With the guidance of his mother and their family's trusted advisor, Kyle might just make a great king yet. Though, he must wed in order to take the throne. And if he must be wed, he wants to be wedded for love, just as his father and mother were.

But after traveling to countless palaces, searching for a noble princess to form a military alliance with through their marriage, Kyle has grown exhausted with his efforts.

Yet a certain street rat manages to dance her way into his heart and his mind. He can see things clearly when she's around, yet she's not a noble. He could never marry her.

Kyle will be forced to make a decision between marrying a noble, having a strong military, and a loveless marriage, only living his life filled with deception. Or he'll lose his status, marry for love, and see all truths that dare to be hidden from him.

Teaser Available

Part I: The Prince, The Street Rat, And The Worm

I. The Prince II.The Street Rat III. And The Worm

Part II:

Part III:

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[hugoballsack]

they should let me write for fallout season 2. here are my ideas

hank arrives in new vegas and is immediately jumped by a local gang. specifically the kings. i just want to know what it would look like for kyle maclachlan to have the shit beat out of him by a dozen elvis impersonators

dj carl is revealed to be the current president of the enclave. and also sergeant arch dornan's son. and a ghoul fucker.

we continue the trend of cooper howard pre-war scenes. keith mckinney from fallout 4 far harbor makes an appearance. he is played by billy eichner. i will accept no other casting decision.

we learn the reason cooper howard kept talking to his dog is because he can actually communicate with dogs. this is mentioned only in passing and never elaborated on.

a flashback scene to hank still being in moldaver's captivity. i just want to see the moment he realizes she fucked his wife

i don't know which ending of new vegas should be canon, but i do think the canon ending of the lonesome road dlc should be that ulysses lives. i just feel like he would hate all the protagonists and i love that for him

return of fev super mutants. specifically the one that sells tumbleweeds

tom waits as a ghoul hobo. it's a natural choice. he keeps showing up and demanding lucy answer his riddles

brotherhood squires are given coconuts so the knights can pretend they are riding horses. squires who do not clip-clop for their knights are executed.

norm escapes vault 31 by making a finger gun at bud and threatening him. he convinces bud it is a real gun. the whole standoff takes about 10 minutes

thaddeus is welcomed into the vault 4 community. he and overseer benjamin fall in love. they have a beautiful wedding

we are graced with an appearance by fallout 4 fan favorite companion john hancock. he has an hour-long knife fight with walton ghoulggins that ends in a draw. it is then that they kiss-

[certifiedfantasyreader]

Nikobran give major girls-dad. And I'm glad we all collectively agree on that.

I see them with 3 beautiful triplets 😭🫶🏻.

Irina Sokolov-king ( or maybe kylie in honor of her grandfather)

Jasmine Sokolov- King ( In honor of her grandmother)

Jamie Sokolov- King ( In honor of her Grandfather)

.......

Irina the oldest of the triplet is somehow a mix of lan nd niko . She's definitely kind and generous to the people she cherish but wouldn't hesitate to give you hell for touching her family.

She's definitely narcissistic like her uncle Lan but not to the point of annoying.

She just knows she's that girl and everyone accepts it.

She's hella smart as well , like really smart. She's a women is STEM. And a worldwide famous figure skater.

She's also a bookworm. And is obsessed with pjo, HP.

She's kinda uncomfortable with the idea of relationship until she meets her person.

.......

Jasmine the middle child is full blown Niko. She's very violent and always angry when she doesn't get her way.

She's a very talented painter like her daddy. Almost everyone is in awe of her work. At how she can bring her paintings to life.

She's also a super fashionable girl. All her clothes are designer and custom made. Her sisters always tease her when she's dressed for the nine when they're just going to a simple hangouts.( she gets that from her aunty Maya)

She's kind of called a bully for telling people off when she's just being honest. She doesn't know the meaning of Sugarcoating and is similar to Irina in that department.

.........

Jamie the youngestis mini Brandon. Is the calm one of the bunch but with a RBF. Everyone is intimidated to approach her but once they get to know her she's the sweetest.

She's more reserved and quite than her sisters and is always observant.

She's a sketcher of all things. Give her a great pencil she'll sketch you in like an hour. ( She's freakishly talented) and is always approched by agents.

She's seen as the quite one yet She's always carefree with her sisters and parents.

She's absolutely terrified of any animals ,so much so that she's always fighting with Irina who's a lover of pets.

She's also really close to JerCes son ( X Volkov( name the kid)) to the point where they develop feelings for each other.

......

The triplets are attached at the hip and would never let anyone come between them.

They have annual hangouts every Thursday.

They have a special group hug whenever one sister accomplishs something , feeling down, or just in general.

Each sister have a favorite aunt and Uncle.

Irina: Lan and Maya ( she always admired how lans mind works , and she feels a deep connection to Maya since she was a kid and she doesn't even know why.)

Jas: Kill and Glyn ( She bonds with glyn over their shared love of painting and since killian wont separate from Glyn she doesn't have a choice but to be close with him as well, but ends up being really close.

Jamie: Jer and Ces ( She always loved the calmness they bring when they're around. Bonus point is that they become her in- laws😉)

Lan and Bran always admired they're closeness since they never got that.

Mia and Maya gets nostalgic when they see the sisters.

Lan always tells them to never hesitant to call him if anyone dared to upset them.

They're always surrounded by bodyguards to the point they beg Niko to down it down.

Niko never stressed or forced them with the obligations that comes with the Mafia world ( Arranged marriage )

They're super close to 4 grand parents. Kyle is their go to when they need some fun embarrassing stories abt niko.

Irina inherits her love of cooking from Brandon . It's their bonding time and will kick out the rest from the kitchen.

Overall they're one happy family.

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This are my imagination so please take this as a silly fic.