#lucky shots casino

[rabbitcruiser]

The Circus Circus Hotel and Casino opened on 2880 South Las Vegas Boulevard on October 18, 1968.

[spirit-lanterns]

IT'S SHOWTIME!

synopsis: (casino! AU) you're the center of attention for the penacony women.

featuring: black swan, acheron, sparkle, firefly, robin

rating: 18+ smut (men and minors dni)

warnings: sub! afab fem reader, bunny hybrid reader, playboy bunnysuit, se.x work, body shots, alcohol, body worship, ni.pple su.cking, tummy worship, orgy (technically a sixsome), cunnilin.gus, fing.ering, exhibition, slight voyeu.rism, stra.p on, pillow hu.mping (firefly), might be ooc, not proofread.

art credits: what does the fox say

“Stop hogging her! I want a taste!”

Sparkle groaned as she tried pushing Acheron off your body, the ranger’s eager tongue still lapping at your breast with devotion similar to worship. Sparkle was getting jealous, both needy and desperate for your attention as she tried to reign the galaxy ranger back for a taste of your sweet, soft, skin. “Acheron, it’s Sparkle’s turn,” Black Swan reminds calmly, delicate fingers wrapping around the neck of the wine bottle, before spilling the crimson liquid down your body for Sparkle to have her fill. 

With one last groan of lust, Acheron hesitantly parted her lips from your nipple and gasped when Sparkle roughly tugged her hair back. The masked fool immediately dived in to suck on your right breast, earning a high-pitched whine from your lips that had all the women groaning. “So…good…” You hear Sparkle mumble breathlessly, eyes fluttering shut in pleasure while she lapped up any trickles of wine that clung to the sensitive area of your breast. 

With your bunny suit peeled back and the eager slurping sounds of Sparkle sucking on your boobs, you weakly looked up to see Acheron licking her lips and staring down at you with lust, Black Swan sneaking a few sips from the wine bottle, while her multiple hands held you down and massaged your thighs…

…To your left, the ever-so-famous Robin sat desperately on the couch, legs parted with her dress hitched up her thighs, masturbating to the sight of you being devoured by these three beautiful women. To your right, the adorable and sweet Firefly sat nervously with a throw pillow lodged underneath her thighs, weakly humping the lucky pillow to the sounds of your moans and having come a few times due to her relentless riding.

Five women. Five women in total were in the casino with you tonight. You’ve had more women before, but this was the first time Black Swan, Acheron, Sparkle, Firefly and Robin were in the casino with you tonight, and only them. It seemed that the other usual patrons were too busy to visit Penacony tonight, but nevertheless, these five women were more than enough to spoil you like the perfect bunny that you were. 

As Sparkle continued puckering her lips around your nipples, Black Swan used one of her crystal-like hands to wag a finger over for Robin. “Robin, why don’t you come over here and try the wine on her tummy. It’s quite soft and I think you’ve deserved it.” Black Swan chuckles before pouring some more wine down the stomach, the warm liquid sliding down your cute tummy and making you gasp in sensitivity. 

With a wag of your little cotton tail, Acheron groaned and couldn’t control herself, leaning in to try and lick the alcohol up for herself before being roughly stopped by one of Black Swan’s crystal hands. 

“It’s Robin’s turn, dear.” She reminds, keeping Acheron from devouring you whole while Robin eagerly scampers to your side, leaning down to trace her tongue over your stomach. 

“Mmmpf…” the enchanting singer lost herself in the taste of you as she worked with Sparkle to worship your beautiful body with their lips. Poor Acheron was still left being held back by Black Swan’s arms, and Firefly was still waiting for her turn patiently like the good girl that she was. After all, she did lose the gamble first, at least she was patient enough to wait for her turn… (unlike Acheron)

“Acheron, dear…” Black Swan hummed, planting a small kiss to your left bunny ear and playing with your cottontail with her free hand, “Why don’t you go grab a strap on that we packed? The eight-inch one, thank you.” 

She smirked before planting small kisses to your rabbit ears affectionately, making you arch your back and shove more of yourself against Sparkle and Robin’s eager mouths. As Acheron reluctantly left your side to search through the assortment of sex toys that the women had packed for you, Black Swan glanced over at Firefly and chuckled. “Firefly, come over here, I have quite the surprise for you.”

Firefly’s eyes lit up and she paused her ministrations of humping the small throw pillow. Carefully, she crawled closer to you when Black Swan suddenly peeled the rest of your bunny suit down, revealing your sopping wet pussy. Upon your slick folds being exposed into view, Sparkle groaned before trying to make her way down, practically drooling at the sight before being tugged away by Black Swan. 

“No need to be greedy, you already have the bunny’s breasts to yourself.” Black Swan reprimands, causing Sparkle to grumble in frustration. She glares up at the memokeeper before going back to her designated area. Robin, too busy with worshiping your cute stomach, didn’t pay any mind to you pussy as she was too grateful for being in the mere presence of you alone. You were the casino’s Golden Bunny for a reason, so to have your body all to themselves was something only simple patrons at the casino could ever dream of. You were theirs, and only theirs…

Once Acheron came back with a dildo and harness in hand, Black Swan grinned before snatching the two toys into her crystal hands, handing them to the nervously anticipating Firefly.

“Wha—” Acheron and Sparkle both gasped when they saw that the sweet girl; Firefly, would be the one rawdogging you with the strap. Robin smiled softly at Firefly’s expression of surprise, and the poor girl was left stammering up an excuse when presented with the eight-inch toy.

“Ah— wait! This is for me?” Firefly nervously glanced down at the toy and harness in her hands, then at you, then at your gaping wet pussy that begged for some attention. She gulped as she couldn’t deny how turned on she was, wanting to see your cute nose twitch with pleasure all the while she made you feel good with her body…

“Hold up! Firefly is using the strap?” Sparkle’s expression instantly turned to an irritated one as she let go of your left nipple with a ‘pop!’ “That’s not fair! She lost the gamble! If anything, either you or me should be the one fucking our bunny…”

Loudly voicing her opinions, Sparkle was briefly shushed by Robin who pulled her aside. “We’ll all get a turn with the strap. Our bunny loves it when we take turns…no need to be so loud.”

Robin pouts and reaches up to pet your ears, trying to comfort them as she knew they were more sensitive to noise. Sparkle shrunk down sheepishly, before both women apologized for bickering in front of you. 

“What cute darlings you are…” Black Swan chuckled, gently parting your legs with her crystal hands and tracing the outline of your folds before looking up at Acheron. “That being said, Acheron. Why don’t you get our bunny nice and wet so Miss Firefly can have an easier time fitting inside her.” 

Firefly gulped and sat off to the side, trying to figure out how to put on the harness in the first place. While that was all happening, Acheron eagerly got on her knees in front of you, using her hands to spread your legs further apart so that she could have easier access to your hole. With Sparkle and Robin sitting off to the side and watching the whole ordeal, Acheron quickly started stroking her thick tongue against your puffy folds. Already stimulated from all the tongue action you received moments prior, you were already bucking your hips wildly, needing to be restrained by Black Swan, Sparkle, and Robin all at the same time.

“Such a needy bunny…” Black Swan coos.

“Her tail is wagging so much…” Robin sighs blissfully.

“I’m next with the strap, okay?” Sparkle huffs quite madly.

“Uhhh guys, I think I need some help.” Firefly whimpers, still trying to figure out how to attach the harness to the base of the dildo while Acheron eats you out. 

“Sparkle, go help Firefly.” Black Swan commands, ordering her to help figure out the strap on since Firefly had never worn one before. As Sparkle reluctantly crawled over to help the poor girl, you were busy writhing under Acheron’s strong grip, her tongue proving too thick and too tough for you to handle as she sank the tip of her muscle in and out of your folds. Desperate and horny noises left Acheron’s mouth as she became addicted to your taste, messy juices and stains of slick coating her lower face like a starved woman finally having her first meal. 

Pussydrunk that she was, Acheron just couldn’t get enough of you. She was breathing so heavily, so carnally. She couldn’t even register the fact that Black Swan had nudged her head away again, her fingers prodding closer to your pussy and gently fingering you to see how tight you were.

“Ah…she’s still quite tight,” Black Swan breathes out shallowly, yet smiling at the way her fingers manage to squeeze in, “But so wet. Our bunny is practically in heat thanks to us…”

All eyes locked on you, you whimpered when Black Swan gestured for Firefly to walk over in front of you. Now complete with an eight-inch strap tied to her waist, Firefly whimpered and reluctantly positioned herself in front of you. 

“Are…Are you sure I should be the one to do this? I don’t want to hurt our bunny by going too rough…” Firefly looked down at you and frowned, gently petting your head and caressing your face.

“Pfft, as if a sweet thing like you could ever go rough.”

“Sparkle!”

Robin lightly smacked Sparkle’s thigh and the two were quickly hushed by Acheron. Positioned behind Firefly, Acheron slowly slid her hands around Firefly’s waist to help her angle her cock properly. “If you are unsure, I can help guide you at a beginner’s pace until you get the hang of it.”

“That…That would be nice, thanks Acheron.” Firefly gulped and looked down at you with love in her eyes. She was so smitten at the way you were sprawled out in front of her, her own pussy twitching with need to see you moaning and clenching down on her cock like the cute little bunny that you were. 

“Hurry up, I want to see this bunny bounce on my cock next.” Sparkle reminds, clearly impatient with the pace they were going at. 

“Er…just take your time, Firefly. The casino is open all night. I’m sure all of us will get a turn!” Robin assures. 

“Indeed, Acheron and I have packed quite a few toys for tonight. Some of them shipped from Kafka and Asta actually…” Black Swan chuckles and uses her fingers to spread your pussy lips wider just for Firefly. “Just take your time, I’m sure our bunny loves it when we do that, don’t you girl?”

All five women look down at you with lust present in their gaze. You were used to this, of course you were. This was your job as the Golden Bunny of the casino, yet you’d be lying if you say you didn’t  get butterflies from the beautiful women you called your “VIP patrons.”

Taking a deep breath, Firefly slowly moved to push her strap in, hips involuntarily bucking up to meet her engorging length, as you figured this would definitely be a long, yet enjoyable night with your loyal and devoted patrons. 

“Oh, if only the other women could see you now, pretty bunny…” Black Swan murmurs, soothingly stroking your hair as Firefly sloppily thrusted into you with the help of Acheron from behind. “It’s a shame not a lot of them could make it. They’d all enjoy the show you are putting up for us, hmmm?” 

Suddenly, as if on cue, Black Swan’s phone rang and she used one of her crystal hands to fetch it out of her bag. While Firefly continued to fuck you on her cock, Black Swan answered the phone while still prying you open on her fingers.

“Black Swan speaking,” she answered quietly, not really caring for the fact she was in the middle of a big orgy. “Oh? Is that so?”

As soon as the conversation started, it ended. With Black Swan laying her phone on the table and smirking down at you with lustful eyes. “That was your Boss, little bunny,” she says with tease in her tone. 

“It seems that a few other women had managed to come after all.”

[sosa2imagines]

lucky-bucky-boy has a really good smutty one shot about being undercover with Bucky

"Undercovers"

Warnings- SMUT! Friends to lovers? -------------------------------------------

The air in the fancy casino, was thick with cologne and desperation. Bucky, ever the picture of charm and sophistication, in a well-tailored black suit, leaned closer to you, his voice a low rumble. “Enjoying the high life, doll face?”

You batted your eyelashes, channelling your inner actor. “Only because you're here, handsome.”

It was all part of the act. You and Bucky, have been working together for about two years. It had been a normal mission so far. Until you two were told, that you had to pose as lovers for the upcoming mission. You both were calm about it.

Flirting with Bucky was the easy part, as you two were close friends. A playful banter was a natural extension of your friendship.

Mr and Mrs. Stan, socialite couple with a penchant for gambling and questionable art collections. In reality, you and Bucky were after a stolen prototype weapon, rumored to be changing hands tonight.

Tonight, it was amplified, a performance for any potential buyers lurking around. You exchanged playful swats, whispered secrets, and Bucky even ‘accidentally’ brushed his hand against yours, sending a delicious shiver down your spine. All for the mission, of course you thought…so did Bucky. Right?

Hours bled into each other, a blur of clinking glasses, fabricated interest in dubious paintings, and a well-timed ‘win’ at the roulette table.

As Bucky went, to get drinks for you and him, some guy came over and started to talk with you. “Hey beautiful, what's your name?” The man asked, trying to flirt with you, Bucky was quick by your side, gripping your arm firmly, glaring at the man. “Leave her alone.” Bucky said through clenched teeth, his tone dripping with warning, the man seemed puzzled by his response.

“What's it to ya? Can't a man flirt with a beautiful woman?” The man retorted. Bucky let out a small murmur of annoyance, as he gripped your arm tighter and glared at the man again. “No, you can't.” Bucky said, he still couldn't believe that he was being this possessive over you, he had no right. Right? He couldn't stop the burning jealousy that was building in him.

“And I don't like someone touching or flirting with my fiancée! Get away, you understand?” Bucky said, and the man seemed to see the warning in his eyes this time, and finally nodded and started to walk away. The air crackled with nervous electricity and something else entirely.

Maybe it was the wine, or the sequined cocktail dress that felt like a second skin (and three sizes too small), but your stomach was doing loop-the-loops.

The possessive nature of Bucky was a major turn on for you. Your panties, were in a twist.

The night was a blur of champagne flutes, caviar canapés, and Bucky's expertly delivered charm. You danced close, your bodies brushing, sending shivers down each other’s spine. The playful flirting, you both usually reserved for sparring sessions, took on a whole new meaning under the chandeliers.

“You know...” Bucky murmured, his breath warm against your ear as you both waltzed, “this whole fiancé thing feels surprisingly believable.”

You scoffed, but blush heated your cheeks. “Maybe a little too believable, ‘Stan’.”

Soon, Valentina Fontaine the target began to approach you and Bucky.

“You ready, doll?” Bucky drawled, the black fabric straining across his broad shoulders. A playful glint danced in his steel-blue eyes. “As ready as I'll ever be, handsome…” you retorted, trying to project confidence.

Valentina was flirting heavily with Bucky, which made you see red. You wonder, if this is, how he felt before? She was ignoring you completely, and you had enough of her touching Bucky, who was highly uncomfortable.

You excused yourself and weaved through the throng, brushing against a waiter carrying a tray of champagne flutes. One ‘accidentally’ spilling on Valentina, as her guards rushed to clean her up, Bucky like a gentleman held her purse, making you roll your eyes, as he swiftly took the key from it.

Finally, your chance arrived. Valentina, took a bathroom break. Bucky, ever the smooth operator, distracted her bodyguards, while you slipped into her private dressing room. Jackpot. A hidden compartment in her vanity revealed a flash drive with incriminating data.

Back in your hotel room, adrenaline buzzed through your veins. Relief warred with a newfound tension. You'd gotten the intel, but the night wasn't over. Here, alone in this opulent cage, the charade started to unravel.

Bucky poured drinks for you and him, his gaze lingering on you. “Good job tonight...” he said, his voice rough.

A teasing smile played on your lips. “Always the charmer, Barnes.” But the compliment hung heavy in the air. You both circled each other, the playful dance taking on a new edge.

“So…any reason, you made the waiter spill champagne on Valentina?” Bucky asks with a mischievous smirk. “Any reason, you were possessive, when the guy was flirting with me?” you teased him back.

“I was looking after my future wife…” “I was looking after my future husband…”

“Well, partner,” you say, with a playful smile, tossing the stolen flash drive to Bucky, who catches it with a wink. “Mission accomplished.”

Bucky's eyes narrowed. “Indeed. Now, about that fiancé thing…”

He pulled you close, the suit jacket falling away to reveal the familiar worn t-shirt he wore beneath. Laughter escaped your lips as he dipped you a playful bow.

“Care to take it one step further, doll?”

One step closer, and his hand was on your cheek, his thumb tracing a soft path over your lips. “This,” he murmured, his voice husky, “this feels a little too real, doesn't it?”

And it did. The line between mission and something more had blurred. Your breath hitched. “Maybe it should...” you whispered before kissing him.

It started as a release; a surge of emotions bottled up for too long. But the kiss ignited something deeper, a fire fuelled by unspoken feelings and the thrill of the night. Clothes fell away, replaced by a desperate urgency.

As soon as your back was pressed against the bed, Bucky lost all self-control.

A growl emitted from his throat, low and rumbling against your mouth. The kiss was hard, a battle of tongues for dominance. An aggressive kiss, making you moan and Bucky’s cock to twitch mindlessly against your tummy.

Bucky pulls back, looking at you. He gently traces his finger over your face. “Mine…” He leans down and brushes his lips against yours, kissing you deeply.

You deepen the kiss, your hands gently sliding down his butt. He slides his hands down your back, his fingers lightly brushing against your butt, kneading them. His kiss becomes hungry, almost desperate, as if he wants as much of you, as he can get.

“You drive me crazy, doll face...” he murmurs against your skin. He leans back down and deepens his kiss, his touch more insistent, his hands sliding over your body. Bucky kisses along your collarbone, down towards your chest, his lips finding the sensitive skin between your breasts. His breath is warm against you, as he lets one of his hands wander lower, his fingertips lightly brushing between your legs.

His lips find the spot on your neck and you moan softly. His fingers find the spot in your cunt. You gasp and moan, your hands slide along Bucky's sides up to his hair, tangling in them.

“I'm gonna take good care of you, doll.” Bucky murmurs against your neck, as he kisses along your collarbone again, nipping and sucking until he's sure he's left a mark.

His hands took your breasts between his palms, kneading them, worshipping them. He took one of the hardened nipples between his lips, sucking it with a deep moan. “Bu…Bucky” you gasped. He nuzzled his face against your breasts before pulling his mouth away, with an obscene pop.

You moan and gently roll your hips against him, the anticipation almost driving you over the edge. He pauses as his eyes move over you, drinking in the sight of you, his breathing is heavy. “You're so beautiful...” he says, sliding a hand up your thigh to your hip and leaning down to kiss along your stomach, his warm lips moving slowly.

“Bucky…” you moan, your hands tangling in the sheets again. His tongue starts to move slowly, teasingly over you. You pull your bottom lip between your teeth, trying to stifle your sounds as he slowly circles his tongue around your clit, teasing your button.

Bucky lets out a low moan against you, as he leans back, hooking his arms around your thighs, pulling you closer, as he lowers his head and his tongue finds your center again, moving slowly.

You let go of the sheets, as your hands grip his hair, your back arching in pleasure, as he drives you closer with his tongue. “Bucky…” you gasp, your eyes closing as he brings you closer to the edge.

He can feel you're close, by the way your body tenses, the way your breathing changes. He moves his tongue faster, wanting to take you over the edge, pushing you closer and closer, until you let out a gasp and a shiver runs through you, as waves of pleasure wash over you.

Your body starts to slowly come down, your eyes opening. Bucky lifts his head, stroking your thighs, pressing little kisses to your abdomen, a smile curving the corners of his mouth.

He slides up, leaning down and kissing you slowly. You can taste yourself on his lips, as he kisses you deeply, gently rolling his hips against yours again.

You hook your legs around his waist, rolling your hips against his. You can feel his arousal and it makes you crave his touch. You pull him closer, deepening the kiss, your hands trailing down his back, your nails scratching him, as he keeps rolling his hips against yours.

He groans softly, the feel of you against him causing his breathing to get heavier. He pulls back from the kiss slightly. “I want you,” he almost whispers, kissing along your jaw.

You slide your hand between your bodies, caressing his hardened cock. “You have me,” you say, leaning up and kissing his jaw before nuzzling along his neck. His breathing becomes heavier, as you find that sensitive spot on his neck and he gently moans your name.

You tilt your head back, as Bucky kisses along your neck again, the anticipation building. He gently presses you down on the bed, his hands pressing against your thighs, his lips trailing kisses up your stomach.

He lifts his head, looking down at you. His eyes are dark with need. He reaches down and gently teases you with his fingers, watching the way your lips part to let out a soft moan, your body shifting slightly at his touch.

Bucky gently withdraws his fingers. He leans down and kisses you, before shifting to settle between your legs. You wrap your legs around him, trying to pull him closer. Bucky kisses you deeply as he pushes into you, your pussy takes all of him in. His thick length stretched your walls.

His breath catching in his throat, at the feel of you wrapped around him. He bottoms out with a groan, before pulling back out again. His hips soon found a suitable pace. You break the kiss, breathing heavily, as he starts to move against you slowly, his forehead pressing against yours again, his arms around you, holding you close.  

Bucky speeds up slightly, making your breathing hitch. He presses a little deeper and your nails slightly dig into his shoulders. “Bucky” you whisper, as he hits deep in your cunt, making all your thoughts scatter.

He leans back, looking into your eyes, his name on your lips, fuelling his need, his pace increasing as he buries his face in your neck. You can feel him getting closer, his breathing heavier, your name escaping his lips in a groan. You're close, too.

“Just let go, doll…” he whispers in your ear, his hips moving faster, his lips against yours. The words push you over the edge and you cry out his name, against his lips, as waves of pleasure wash over you. Bucky shudders, as he follows you over, holding you close to him.

You moaned into the kiss, as you came hard, “I'm... I'm gonna come...” he pants as he nears his climax. He spent himself inside you. Filling you up to the brim. He collapsed on top of you, catching his breath, burying his face in your neck.

You lay there for a while, panting, still wrapped in each other's arms. Bucky nuzzles into your neck, placing small kisses along your skin, making you shiver slightly.

He slowly rolls off of you and lays down beside you, his hand lightly caressing your side. You scoot closer into his side, your head resting on his chest as he wraps an arm around you, pulling you closer.

You close your eyes, as you feel his hand run idly up and down your back. You both lay there in a comfortable silence for a while. The line between playful banter and genuine affection blurred, leaving you and Bucky tangled in the sheets, the mission a distant afterthought. As dawn painted the sky a fiery orange, Bucky held you close, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips.

“Maybe we should practice this fiancé thing more often,” he murmured, his voice husky with sleep. You chuckled, tracing a finger across his metal arm. “Just between us, Barnes? I wouldn't mind.”

My pervert brain had to write about this.

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[aventurineswife]

can i request boothill, aventurine, and jing yuan with a jealous gender neutral reader? every time the jealousy tag is added to a fic, it’s always for the character and leaves me wondering what the opposite would be like. feel free to delete if you’ve written something like this before and thank you for your service to the hsr community 🫡

Jealousy, Jealousy

Tags: Boothill x Reader, Aventurine x Reader, Jing Yuan x Reader, Jealousy, Emotional Conflict, Fluff with Minor Angst, Romantic Tension, Hurt/Comfort, Established Relationship, Protective Partner, Light Humor (?).

Warnings: Mild jealousy and insecurity themes, Brief mentions of violence or conflict(?), Emotional vulnerability, Slight suggestive undertones (Aventurine's part).

A/N: Totally get you because there's not many fics out there where Reader is the ONE who's jealous 🫣, I did the opposite one where the characters were jealous so this my first time writing where the Reader is jealous. Hope you love it!

The smoky haze of the cantina mingled with the scent of leather and gunpowder, a typical night for Boothill. The Galaxy Ranger leaned against the bar, his mechanical fingers tracing the rim of a half-full glass of whiskey. You stood nearby, trying to keep your composure as a stranger—a suave-looking gunslinger—sidled up to Boothill with a sly grin.

“You’ve got quite the reputation,” the stranger drawled, tipping their hat. “A sharpshooter like you must’ve broken a few hearts.”

Boothill chuckled, showing his shark-like teeth. “Nah, hearts ain’t my target. Bullets don’t play favorites.”

The stranger laughed and leaned closer, their words drowned out by the raucous music, but their intentions were crystal clear. Your chest tightened as you watched Boothill’s sharp eyes glint with amusement.

“Hey,” you interrupted, your voice steady but laced with irritation. “Boothill, aren’t you forgetting something?”

He turned to you, eyebrow raised. “What’s that, partner?”

“That I’m the only one who gets to sit that close to you.” you said firmly, crossing your arms.

Boothill’s grin widened as he pushed the stranger back with a mechanical hand. “Well, ain’t that somethin’? Looks like I’m already claimed.” He stood, draping his arm around your shoulders. “Guess you’ll have to find another cowboy to sweet-talk.”

The stranger huffed and walked off, leaving you and Boothill alone. He leaned closer, his voice soft and teasing. “Didn’t know you were the jealous type, sugar.”

You jabbed a finger at his chest. “Maybe if you weren’t so charming, I wouldn’t have to be.”

Boothill laughed, his voice rich and warm. “Don’t you worry. You’re the only one who’s got a claim on this gunslinger.”

The roulette wheel spun, its clinking sound echoing through the luxurious casino. Aventurine stood at the center of attention, effortlessly charming the crowd with his flamboyant gestures and glittering smile. His eyes glinted as he placed another bet, drawing cheers from his admirers.

You stood on the sidelines, your jaw clenched as a particularly bold admirer leaned over, whispering something in his ear. Aventurine’s laughter rang out, smooth and melodious, but it only fueled the fire simmering within you.

You strode forward, catching his wrist just as he reached for another stack of chips. “Having fun?” you asked, your tone sharp enough to slice through his entourage's chatter.

Aventurine blinked, then grinned, clearly amused by your sudden intrusion. “Ah, my lucky charm,” he said, pulling you closer. “Jealous, are we?”

“Maybe I wouldn’t be if you weren’t flirting with half the casino.” you shot back, narrowing your eyes.

He raised an eyebrow, his expression equal parts playful and sincere. “Now, now. You know there’s only one person I’m truly invested in.”

“Then maybe show it more often,” you muttered, glancing at the crowd still watching him with longing gazes.

Aventurine chuckled and leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper. “If it helps, I only play games I know I’ll win. And with you, darling, the jackpot’s already mine.”

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t suppress the smile tugging at your lips. Aventurine’s charm was infuriatingly effective, and he knew it.

The sun filtered through the branches of the garden, casting dappled shadows on the stone pathway. Jing Yuan reclined on a bench, his eyes half-lidded as he enjoyed the rare moment of peace. You approached quietly, only to pause as you spotted a young soldier eagerly engaging him in conversation.

“You’re so wise, General,” the soldier gushed. “It’s no wonder everyone looks up to you.”

Jing Yuan chuckled, his deep voice smooth as silk. “Wisdom comes with age, and age comes with its own set of burdens.”

The soldier blushed, clearly enamored. Your hands curled into fists as jealousy bubbled up. Jing Yuan noticed your approach, his gaze softening. “Ah, there you are,” he said, waving you over. “Come, join us.”

The soldier glanced at you but didn’t move, still lingering too close for comfort. You stepped forward, meeting Jing Yuan’s gaze with a pointed look. “Am I interrupting something?”

“Not at all,” he replied, patting the bench beside him. “We were just discussing the importance of patience in leadership.”

“I see,” you said, your voice cool. “Well, I hope the lesson was enlightening.”

The soldier finally took the hint and excused themselves, leaving you and Jing Yuan alone. He tilted his head, studying you with a knowing smile. “You seemed… displeased.”

“Maybe I don’t like sharing.” you admitted, crossing your arms.

Jing Yuan reached out, taking your hand in his. “You have nothing to worry about. My heart belongs to you, and no amount of flattery will change that.”

You sighed, feeling the tension drain away as his thumb brushed against your knuckles. “You’re lucky you’re so convincing.”

He chuckled, pulling you closer. “And you’re lucky I find your jealousy endearing.”

[mj1343]

The Fallout Show, The NCR, Vegas, and Taking a Chill Pill

Fallout Show spoilers hi

i knew when i saw they were going to touch Shady Sands people would get angry regardless of what they did and i totally 100% understand being upset with the treatment of that location and the choices of writing that it took to get there but i genuinely do not understand the sentiment that Vegas is noncanon all of a sudden

Shady Sands is where the NCR formed and the first capital but they do not exclusively exist there. We know by New Vegas the NCR holds a lot of territory, and has territories they want to claim in the future:

'Hayes: "Sure can. The NCR was founded from the survivors of one of the great Vaults. We started as a small settlement called Shady Sands. We now consist of 5 states, that make up the greatest nation since the Great War."'

'NCR history holodisk: "Founded eighty years ago, the NCR is now comprised of the states of Shady, Los Angeles, Maxson, Hub, and Dayglow. Approximately 700,000 citizens are pleased to call NCR home."

In fact, we SEE a small sect of NCR remnants IN THE SHOW. I know a small group of people does not equate an entire nation but just the fact people are still fighting under the flag means they are not magically game ended forever and it is VERY overzealous to assume the ENTIRE NCR was housed in Shady Sands as late as 2277 when we know they were incorporating new territories before AND AFTER 2277

On the 'Vegas is a desolate nuked wasteland' front, i also genuinely do not understand it because, shockingly, locations IRL are larger than they are in the game!!!! The Strip in New Vegas is what, two cells? and one road with 4 casinos on it? The irl Strip is a 4 mile stretch of road that can have anywhere from 30 to 50+ casinos depending who you ask and over 100 casinos in all of Vegas easily. I understand they flash the Lucky 38 and the New Vegas sign to get excitement built but we have to look at scale a lot differently in the show than in the games. There are many scenes (which i have criticized) that are completely empty deserts for miles to see. Hell, the scale of the Vaults is different because they need to actually function as a building and not a location in a video game.

Yes. We see a few dead securitrons in the ending. You know where else you can find dead securitron? Littered about in the hit 2010 role playing game Fallout New Vegas. This is not a sign of desolation. This is a sign of some wasteland asshole killed a few. There are no people on the strip because this is supposed to drum up intrigue and tease a second season. We Do Not Know what has happened in Vegas. There could be hundreds of people on the strip and we just dont see them because they wanted a moody shot with no one in it. We have no idea. But you want to know what i can reasonably assume? it WASNT NUKED. because SHADY SANDS WAS NUKED AND ITS A CRATER AND YOU CAN STILL SEE EVERYTHING IN VEGAS STANDING. This is a post apocalypse franchise that, for better or worse (mostly worse) prides itself on Not Fixing Things from 200 years ago. A broken building or sign in New Vegas at the end of the show Does Not Mean New Vegas is completely removed from canon.

I know. I know you guys cannot be happy with anything Bethesda touches. I know you refuse to just take a breather for a moment. And i understand and entirely agree nuking a notable location from the original games is dirty. i am not giving Bethesda credit. There was some good in the show and some bad. I Understand. But this show has not decanonized New Vegas in any way and i truely do not understand the outrage from this point of view specifically. You can be angry about anything else. i know i cannot stop you if i wanted to. You will always find something to be mad about. But PLEASE think critically about this for a moment

[urfavlarry]

Overlord!Husk x reader

summary: Husk owns the readers souls.. but the reader might just own Husks heart after a particular night at the casino.

warnings: swearing, alcohol, no smut but it is implied that you two did somethig, bad grammar, might be an OOC Husk im not sure? , first time writing so it might be shitty

words: 1.6k

This night at the casino was particularly busy. It was more lively then it has ever been before, infested with over-confident sinners who dare to gamble with the casino owner himself, the most well known gamble Overlord there is in the pride ring; Husker.

You we’re sadly one of the unlucky sinners that tried to gamble with the man, stepping into the casino with too much confidence for your own good. Your luck sadly didn’t come with you into the casino and you faced a bad loss agaisnt the smug Overlord. You were terrified, I mean, who wouldn’t be? Your soul was now owned by an Overlord people have said horrible things about and was rumored to be a sadistic sinner who tortured and killed the souls he owned. Yet after months of him owning your soul, nothing happened. He mostly just kept you beside him claiming you were his “lucky charm”.

You were currently sitting beside Husk who was yet again gambling with another sinner. His tail was wrapped around your leg affectionately as you eyed the game closely. You looked at the sinner and tried reading his expression yet he had a blank look on his face. The game was intense yet one wrong move from them and they could loose their chance at winning. Husk eyed your figure as he noticed the uncertain look on your face and smirked, leaning closer to you and whispers in your ear; “Don’t worry doll I always win~”. He says with a smirk and looks back up at the sinner across from him as he made a move. The sinner made a move and you sighed, another one that has lost against Husk, wow big surprise there. He smirked and the sinner yells profanities not wanting to accept the loss. Husk nods towards the security guards that the casino has and they walk over taking the angered sinner out. His eyes look down at you and his piercing gaze makes you shift in your seat. You sit there in silence for a while until Husk suddenly speaks up; “How about a drink? It’s on me dollface.” You look up at him and nod and he smiles smugly and calls over the waiter and orders himself a whiskey and some wine for you. The waiter scatters to get it, wanting to keep his life. As the waiter sets the drinks down at the table Husks tail trails up and down your leg affectionately and eyes you closely while he downs the shot of whiskey in one go.

You shiver at the touch and look away sipping on your wine, preferring to stay quiet. Husk smirks at this and gently grabs your chin with the tip of his finger and makes you look at him; “Come on darlin’ , you can’t just stay silent on me”. His tone was soft, not the usual smug, over-confident tone he had with his employees or other low life sinners he would gamble with. He raises a brow at you as he waits for you to speak yet he continues to rub his tail against your leg and up to your thighs.

Your face felt hot and you got goosebumps from his touch. You knew it was wrong and that he was just doing it to tease you yet you can’t help but have feelings for the Overlord you once feared. “I think I should go.. You know.. home.” You say trying to get out of this situation, yet Husk continues to smirk. He wraps his tail around your waist and pulls you closer to him leaning in to your ear and whispering; “Oh doll, is my touch making you feel uncomfortable? Or perhaps you’re enjoying this?~” He says with a smirk yet this wasn’t the usual smirk he gave to the sinners he would gamble with, this one seemed a bit more affectionate, or perhaps loving? You weren’t sure but you couldn’t help but blush at his comment. You? Enjoy this? You couldn’t possibly be enjoying affection from an Overlord that literally owns your soul! Or maybe you are?

He continues to tease you with his tail, hoping you would speak again. He couldn’t help but just fall in love with your voice. It was like an angel and he just loved having you around. What irritated him is that you just wouldn’t speak around him; “Come on doll, I don’t bite~”.

You look up at him and open your mouth to speak, yet no words come out. He smirks at this and asks; “How about you tell me about your life when you were alive hm? It’s only fair I get to know my “lucky charm” a little bit more don’t ya think?~”

As you look up at him, you smile softly; “Yeah, I guess why not.” You ramble about your life as a human and you seem to figure out you were alive in the same time as him. You bonded over some bands you both enjoyed and shared a bit of your personal lives to each other. You drink your drinks and hours pass with you two talking like two old ladies. He was listening to you closely as yozu rambled on about a story from when you were alive and your experience from when you were working at your local club as a performer. Husk smiled softly at you, you looked quite happy in this moment and he enjoyed the sound of your voice.

“And then— I was like “get the fuck out before I make you eat the shit you just said to her!” You said as you sipped on your wine, starting to get a bit tipsy. The cat demon was intrigued by how you just opened up to him. He himself was more of a listener then a talker but he listened to every little info you told him and made sure to listen. He gave you a soft smile and drank the little bit of whiskey that was left in the bottle.

As you finish your rambling you feel his tail on your waist as he slowly pulls you into his lap. His voice sounded like honey, it was sweet and it almost sounded sincere as he spoke; “You know doll, i’ve had my eye on you ever since you’ve came into this lovely casino a few months ago~”. He takes a strand of your hair and puts it behind your ear and continues; “I’m glad you stayed by my side love.” He says as his hand gently cups your face. Husk brings his forehead to yours and with a slight smirk places a light kiss on your cheek. His eyes never left yours, his gaze almost piercing through you. His touch was comforting, yet there was still slight fear since this was no man to mess with. But despite all of that, he was all you could think of.

Husk picks you up and takes you to a door that could only be acsessed by employees and Husk himself. He takes you down a long hallway and to a door with a star where his name was carved in gold. He opens the door and he goes to place you down on a sofa; “Be a good doll and wait here, ‘kay?” He says with a smirk and goes out of the room to satan knows where.

He comes back after a few minutes with more wine and whiskey, and a new pair of clothes. He hands you the clothes and points to the bathroom. You stand up and make your way towards the bathroom, stubmling a bit from the alcohol. You hear light jazz playing from the other room and you smile to yourself, changing into the new pair of clothes.

You walk back in the room and you see Husk sitting on the sofa, drinking his whiskey. He looks up at you, his ears perking up slightly as he smirks at you and walks over to you and holds out his hand; “May I have this dance?” He says in a joking tone and you chuckle at the remark; “You may.” You say back and he smirks, putting one arm on your waist and the other grabbing your hand. You both dance to the music and when it finishes you slowly put your head on his chest, breathing a bit heavily since you haven’t really danced like this with anyone ever since your death.

He lifts your head up with the tip of his finger, your faces inches away from each other. Your breath hitches and your body tenses up. Husk leans in closer and you move closer to close the gap between you two.

You felt like your world just fell silent. It was like only you two mattered and nobody else did. You kiss softly, both of you scared to make the other uncomfortable. It was nice, you never felt this way towards anyone. Husk lifts you up and you instinctively wrap your legs around his waist, the rest of the night being blur. You wake up, stretching your aching body and look around the room, not recognizing it as your own. The memories slowly come back to you ask your face feels hot; “I just slept with an Overlord..shit,shit,shit.” You panic slightly and sit up, covering yourself with the blankets on the soft bed.

Husk was no where to be found,only a neatly placed letter where his body would be lying. You pick the letter up and unfold it, careful not the rip it. The letter itself was neatly written in black ink. You know the Overlord was capable of doing this, but it surprised you since you have never seen him do this kind of thing.

“Dear Y/N,

I had a wonderful night yesterday and while I won’t be here often because of my business, I wish to take you out some time and I hope to see you again and you know you’re welcome in this room whenever and i’ll be happy to be something more then just “an Overlord that owns your soul” if that’s how you view it right now.

- Yours truly Husker ♡”

[bunnypeew]

Lucky charm - Overlord!Husk x Gn!reader

okay so full disclosure, i don’t know Husk as much as i know Lucifer and Alastor so i’m giving an heads up in case he’s ooc :3c the outfit is either a flowy red dress or a red suit depending on what you prefer :)

Husk was at the entrance of his casino, shuffling some cards in his paws while he was greeting the people that came in with a smirk, he was waiting for Y/n, oh what he called them his ‘lucky charm’.

as much as he didn’t show emotions he really loved them, he was showing most that indoors since he didn’t want to seem ‘weak’ infront of his patrons and that pained them a little bit but not too much to make the necessarily sad that is.

Tonight they were jobbed with paying attention to the patrons and overall just looking beautiful for Husk. They decided to wear something fancy, a red dress/suit with gold details all around the edges, plus of course, an ace of spades choker around their neck, to tell everyone who they belonged to.

they ascended from their wardrobe room in the casino and started talking with some patrons who wanted some attention, they were always so nice to them, offering drinks or meals just for the star of the show, this made Husk a little jealous but most of the time it wasn't a big of a problem since everyone knew his trademark and wouldn't dare to cross him. Tonight was different tho, there was this particular lady who kept talking to Y/n, a lot. He didn't make much of it at first still greeting patrons in the casino until he saw the lady getting closer and kissing their hand right in front of him nonetheless.

''I'll be right back gentlemen, thank you for coming,,

with that, he swoops away from the entrance and quietly approaches Y/n. His tail was swinging in an annoyed state and the fur from his body was a bit more stood up than normal, people around started noticing even the employees knew what was going on so most people just strayed away from the scene

''hey, pipsqueak can't you see when you're touching someone else's goods?''

he utters in a husky voice, leaning into Y/n to kiss their shoulder, putting an arm around their waist. He was very slick you could say it wasn't hard for him to stand his ground. The woman looked completely flabbergasted at the sight of him, not expecting you to belong to an overlord like him, but then it started getting all clear, the ace of spades, the rather fancy attire for a casino, but for some reason, it didn't click in her that you might've been an overlord's until then

''oh shit... em sorry sir I didn't really notice the trademark till now... I will leave, now thanks,,

with that, she literally disappeared from both of their sight, this whole thing made Y/n giggle, turning around to look at Husk with a love-filled stare, hand wondering to his bowtie to fix it

''you're really cute when you act possessive you know that?,,

they mutter near his cat ears making them twitch, a low purr can be heard from the cat demon

''Can't be sharing my lucky charm now can we?,,

a/n: I REALLY DONT KNOW WHAT MORE TO ADD IT IS A SHORT ONE SHOT SOOOO,, but hope you liked it anyway love yaaa the dividers are from @cafekitsune tysmmm

[archesa]

So... @celestialalpacaron 's Overlord Husk AU has lived rent free in my head for a week, and I woke up with a fucken flu and chose violence wrote something! Enjoy!

Spiked cosmopolitan

[tw : implied past rape/non-con, past substance abuse, attempted rape/non con, canon-typical violence, we're dealing with Angel Dust's trauma so... Valentino is its own warning, really...]

He could tell when his drink was spiked. The distinct and nauseatingly familiar taste of pheromones ruining what would otherwise be a perfectly good cosmopolitan.

It was part of his job to entertain the guests of the casino, to play the flirt or the lucky-charm and keep the gamblers at the table as long as their wallets allowed – sometimes longer, but that was on them. And a stray hand or a lewd remark was nothing out of the ordinary, but the dizziness invading him - choking him almost - after he downed his glass was new.

How much of a dose did that fucker spill in his drink? Or had the month he'd been working for Husk – and being mostly clean – ruined his resistance?

He caught a glimpse of the bartender reaching for a phone when he reeled and knocked over his glass, the expensive crystal shattering on the mahogany floor, but the shark – figurative and literal – he'd been baiting all night caught his arm and guided him away, to a more secluded area of the club.

"Weren't much of a lucky charm tonight, were you, whorebug. But perhaps you can still turn it around and get me a win."

"Get off me, fucka!", Angel warned, another pair of arms sprouting off him to push the asshole away.

"Playing fucking hard to get, now?"

Fog invaded his vision, red smoke and suffocating memories, as the guise of playful roughness slid and the fish faced bastard slammed him in the nearest wall. He fumbled to unsheathe the 'chastity dagger' he had been almost jokingly gifted on his first week on the job from his thigh but the 'no weapons behind this door' rule seemed to have slipped the bastard's mind and Angel froze, another wave of hardly repressed memories drowning him at the sight of the rhinestones set butt of a gun in the shark's breast pocket and cold steel suddenly pressed under his chin burned his last figment of resistance.

It should be easy, really.

Dissociate.

Disappear.

Drown as the delusion of freedom is stripped away from you.

The contact of the canon vanished and he barely heard the gunshot, splinters and wood dust raining on him, the scent of brimstone and powder overwhelming for a mere second as he slid to the floor, his aggressor turning away from him just long enough for the cane that had plummeted on his arm and broken his grasp to shatter his skull.

Feathers and fur invaded his vision. Blood and shadows. And the sound of bones breaking, repeatedly, as the shark had the guts – guts soon spilled on the floor – to turn his weapon on Husk.

A hand. An arm. A ribcage. A jaw.

Each hit of his ornamented cane was followed by a blood curling scream. Until finally, the shark went limp.

"Drag that pile o' shit in the alley and finish him.", the Overlord ordered, two hell-hounds in elegant tux executing his command right away.

The world faded, darkness chasing the red mist and the stench of fish and roofies with a strong scent of age-old bourbon and cologne.

'If anyone treats you like an ass, I'll have 'em shot.'

[midnightarcheress]

casino au - masterlist DRABBLE-ISHES.

collection of drabbles? one-shots? of the casino!141 realm. there's no plot, just vibes. all works are 18+

1. lucky charm. - john price 2. you go to the casino again. - john price 3. assistance. - john price, simon riley

[promptcontainmentzone]

MISC FALLOUT SCENARIO PROMPTS. pulled from moments in various games. warnings for death, violence, drugs, alcohol, bugs, etc. add + REVERSE to change up who's doing what.

[ 22 ] - our muses explore vault 22 together.

[ DEATHCLAW ] - our muses are caught in a small space. there is an indeterminate amount of deathclaws outside.

[ GLOW ] - our muses explore the glowing sea.

[ STIMPACK ] - sender gives receiver a stimpack.

[ MADRE ] - our muses search for the treasure of the sierra madre.

[ DIVIDE ] - our muses explore the divide.

[ LUCKY ] - our muses get kicked out of a casino.

[ SYNTH ] - one muse is suspected by the other of being a synth.

[ BOUNTY ] - there's a price on sender's head. receiver is either hunting or hiding them.

[ IDES ] - our muses kill caesar.

[ GOODSPRINGS ] - our muses share a drink in the goodsprings saloon.

[ GRAVE ] - our muses dig a grave.

[ SNEAK ] - sender steals (or attempts to steal) something valuable from receiver.

[ RADIATION ] - receiver has radiation sickness. sender helps out.

[ FROZEN ] - sender was frozen in a vault (utp if they're pre war or if they just got caught in a situation). receiver is the first person they see upon thawing.

[ RIGGED ] - sender shot receiver. receiver is now chasing receiver through the wasteland. they meet.

[ SCORPION ] - sender has been brawling with giant radscorpions in the thorn. receiver reacts.

[ EGGS ] - our muses are on an ill-fated hunt for deathclaw eggs.

[ MEGATON ] - sender blew up megaton. receiver reacts.

[ UNDERWORLD ] - our muses explore the underworld.

[ TRANQUILITY ] - our muses "wake up" in tranquility lane.

[ AWAKE ] - sender nearly died. they wake to receiver, who's fixed them up (to the best of their ability).

[ RAIDER ] - our muses bargain with raiders.

[ BULLET ] - our muses have a shootout.

[ FISH ] - our muses see fish. maybe for the first time.

[ BOOMER ] - our muses attempt to get into boomer territory without being blown up.

[ LOCKPICK ] - sender watches receiver pick a lock.

[ HACK ] - sender watches receiver hack a terminal.

[ EMPTY ] - our muses get stuck in the big empty. brains optional.

[ SHROUD ] - our muses argue about who has to wear the silver shroud costume (and then - optionally - go run heroic errands).

[ SMOOTHSKIN ] - sender is pretty damn sure they're a ghoul. receiver is hellbent on convincing them they aren't.

[ TINKER ] - sender requests help with fixing something from receiver.

[ STAR ] - our muses find a sunset sarsaparilla star bottle cap and are attacked by a treasure hunter.

[ MOONLIGHT ] - our muses camp overnight in the wasteland.

[ DINKY ] - our muses enjoy the view from the top of novac's resident dinosaur.

[ EDUCATION ] - receiver teaches sender a little something about a skill of their choice.

[ ANIMAL ] - receiver watches as sender hangs out with wasteland wildlife.

[ STORM ] - our muses are caught in a radstorm.

[ HEARTH ] - sender shows receiver their home.

[ RECIPE ] - sender teaches receiver a recipe at a campfire on the trail.

[marble-arble]

playing fortnite with my friends who are like REALLY into fortnite is like hanging out with elderly people who lifelessly play slot machines 24/7.

There’s no joy in the act of actually playing the game. No one plays the slots cause it’s fun to pull the lever or push the button. It’s about lucking out with a payout, and with my fortnite friends they need that victory royale.

They don’t even care anymore if the loot pool is good, if the map is fun, or even if the battle pass has anything worthwhile. No. It’s just about seeing that sweet sweet #1 Victory Royale after who knows how many tries. And how did we get it? Luck. We just got the lucky roll this one time.

But then, they see if they can turn that into another victory royale, and another, and another after that. If we bust, we start over. We’re on a losing streak? Maybe it’s this mode that won’t payout. Let’s try Builds instead. Oh that’s not working? Maybe Ranked is where our luck lies. Just constantly moving around, pushing buttons, cranking levers, not a speck of joy or whimsy on our faces until we see a screen telling us we won, and seeing if we can make that screen show up again.

And just like my experiences in real casinos, the only thing i contribute is getting shot by some 12 year old in a white full body suit who does the griddy over my collapsed body.

[theplottdump]

BEHIND THE SCENES DETAILS

➡A PART TWO TO THIS POST⬅

Continued below the cut cause I continue not to be normal about it.

CASINO HEIST

The only room in the starlight I didn't get to feature was the morgue- located directly behind the basement pool room. I was flying around in TAB mode and I jumpscared the hell out of myself when this townie was tending this 'bar' alone in this room like the blair witch project.

Tiny out of frame sink so poppy can brush her teeth here.

OFF TOPIC: In that same vein, whenever I want to have a 'meeting' with my sims, I place a tiny TOOL'ed down TV behind the speaker's head and have them all watch it.

I posed out a face for Val but the height slider was contorting it in a way i hated so I just said fuck it. When I unpaused he made the best in game face immediately after and I'm obsessed with it. It was perfect and he got a gold star for that. Sometimes the sims surprises me.

The elevator on the top floor of the Starlight is only 1x2 tiles, so I had to greenscreen in a fake elevator interior, which is why the reflections don't match up 😂

I actually shot the whole elevator scene in a floating copy in the basement.

Before and After. This effect is called Frozen_Child_Head btw.

When @doctorsimcraft built Senga's office, she referenced the IRL manager's office at Binion's Casino. The upside down horseshoe above the desk letting you know that this is the place your luck finally runs out.

This fight took me 3 weeks to pose out and get looking decent in game because of the extreme height difference between Henry and Poppy. I still hate it.

Glass Onion Reference.

I had around 50 effects players running for the final fight. Turns out if you do this and you go into CAS or BB even once your game will become basically non responsive. I quit out and reloaded an upsetting amount of times to get this scene shot.

The Flooded Version of the Vault was shot on a different lot using the pond tool trick and lowering the floor down one platform height to get the illusion of the room being flooded with pool water.

Tiny Alejandro.

Before and After.

Chad in the mirror!

The little handcuff hold!!!

Real Lucky there was a ginger officer on staff that day huh Val

Sade's Old Room.

I'll try to do another one of these when we finish Gen 6! Someday. lol Hope it was interesting!

[ode2cheol]

RUSSIAN ROULETTE — 러시안 룰렛

0.7k, mingyu x gn!dealer!reader, fluff, takes place in casino, shits on gamblers a little 😭 (i don’t have any thoughts on gamblers i just needed it for the plot)

“if i win this one you’ll go on a date with me right?” the handsome annoying man sitting across the poker table asked grinning while playing with a chip between his fingers.

you rolled your eyes, “for the hundredth time this week, mr kim, no” you told him plainly, focusing on the task at hand and continuing to shuffle the cards.

truth be told- you wanted to say yes. so badly. kim mingyu was handsome and naturally charismatic so you couldn’t really blame yourself for falling for him just a tiny bit.

but regardless of how handsome and charming he was, above all he was a gambler and you didn’t really trust them. considering your job you met them pretty often, and the types of people you’d met in here were some of the worst.

some had families and would throw away their income surrounded by women when they should’ve been home with their wives, should’ve even been taking her out on a date and many have told this to you when they downed their twelfth shot of the night.

that isn’t to say all gamblers are bad, you’ve met some really nice people here but unfortunately you haven’t had a good experience with the gamblers that come here daily for hours with no end.

mingyu could very well just be here for a good time, but that doesn’t necessarily guarantee he isn’t the same as the men you’ve grown to hate over the years working here.

“oh come on ynnn” he whined a little unfitting considering the company at the table, huge men with a permanent scowl set between their brows. “just say yes once and you won’t regret it i promise” he looked at you, eyes sparkling and puppy like.

you sighed deciding to ignore him and start the game instead, “please place your bets” you plastered a smile while addressing everyone playing at the table.

to no surprise, mingyu won. regardless of whether he was a genius or just stupidly lucky- he always won.

the rest of the men left their table, a few muttering ‘stupid kid’ angrily under their breath but mingyu paid them no mind, turning to you once again.

“ynnn” he said sing-songily. “what do you sayyy?”

“congratulations mr kim?” you stared at him blankly, internally cooing when his shoulders deflated a little.

mingyu groaned, face in his hands before perking up and looking at you with a newfound determination in his eyes. “let’s start the next one”

it took you a little off guard but you listened regardless, starting the game by asking everyone to place their bets again.

oddly enough, mingyu was losing. he was making ametuer moves and it was only leaving you confused. because of this, mingyu ended up losing the game- luckily he didn’t lose much money as he would make but it was still a loss.

“do you wanna go out with me?” he asked, catching you off guard.

“huh?”

“go out with me?”

you scoffed, “didn’t you ask me this like an hour ago?”

mingyu continued to keep his gaze on you, admiring your focus on your work and how fast your fingers worked to get everything set for the next game.

“yeah but.. i thought you’d agree if i asked you after i lost” he told you matter of factly as if it was the most obvious thing ever and was a normal conclusion to draw.

you stared at him confused before laughing out of pure disbelief. “you mean to tell me, that you just blew that much money- just because you thought it’d make me say yeah to going out with you”

if it was any other person they probably would’ve started looking a little sheepish, but mingyu stood his ground even deciding to look proud at his ‘amazing’ plan.

you bit your upper lip, making mingyu a little anxious awaiting your answer. “keep this for me” you winked before heading to deal at another table.

mingyu didn’t let his mood get too sour before he opened the folded note you gave him, your number on it and a ‘i finish at 11’ accompanying it. when he spotted you and caught your gaze, your heart gushed at the boyish grin set on his excited face.

[s1llyalabaster]

Gambling on love - Sampo Koski

Where the mischevious dealer takes a gamble on the chances of winning your heart (but you, being too drunk, doesn't notice it) ~500 words, SFW but implications of intimacy

“Oh , come on! There’s no way I went over 21 with just three cards!” 

You couldn’t even count the number of Blackjack rounds you’d had this night with two hands. Pouches upon pouches of Aideen Tokens were tossed away just from one night of gambling and… way too much alcohol than you should be drinking.

“For me to go easy on you, you’ll have to pay a little somethin’ somethin’ extra, yknow?” 

Oh, Sampo Koski. The dealer who seems to have a lucky charm (or rather, a curse to players) on him at all times. Some people say he uses “black magic” to win every time, while others just think it’s sheer luck. You, however, seem to be extra unlucky when he’s the dealer. 

“Uuuugh! How come it’s always YOU that I lose to?” You growled, the shots of alcohol making you unaware that your voice was almost loud enough to surpass the Dreamscape and into the real world. Sampo smirked, eyes lidded with smugness as he lifted your chin for your eyes to meet his. 

“Only one little gemstone has gambled away his life and gave me a good run for MY own money, dear player. You’d better put out lots more effort to even be on par with him. Or…”

“Unless you beg.”

Maybe it was the alcohol that made you be bolder than ever, but your half-conscious self decided to follow his orders. Sampo watched as both of your knees hit the carpeted floor of the casino, slightly showing off your cleavage. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you, no. His prideful gaze was replaced with that of lust. But no, you were too drunk to give consent to actually do…something else with him. Sampo didn’t even know if it was the alcohol talking or not, or if future him was just going to be a one-night-stand. 

“You…”

Sampo couldn’t form a word. He’d probably been staring at you for minutes on end. He grasped your hand and brushed his lips across your knuckles, then proceeded to trace the faint lines of your palms with his slim fingers, calloused from handling casino chips and other…dirty business. 

“Whew… it sure is getting hot in here,” Sampo unbuttoned his shirt, letting his waistcoat and harness free. You looked up at him with glossy eyes, dazed from the alcohol and the sight before you. The mischievous man grinned once he caught your gaze, gripping your arm and throwing it over his shoulder to allow his strong arms to carry you. 

You felt your body slowly land on the velvet couch in one of the rooms in The Reverie. It was intoxicating how Sampo treated you like you were a doll, handling you delicately with his hands touching you ever-so-softly. 

“Don’t go…” you murmured. 

“Oh, I’ll be here with you, darling. ‘Till the end of time.” 

A/N: The "gemstone" referred was Aventurine, in case you guys didn't catch on~

[yorutsuki]

「 ✦ Lucky Play ✦ 」

↳ Neon lights, crowded spaces and noise—perfect casino night with your gambler boyfriend. But what happens when he makes a deal with his over confidence.

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"Well look at that, a royal flush~!"

Adventurine had the honor to win his third round of poker, you sitting right beside him with a cheeky grin by his on going streak.

The man across from him sighed before grumbling as he skimmed over his losing cards.

"You want to give it a shot darling?" Adventurine hummed sweetly in amusement, gesturing to the table in front. You shook your head, you had little interest playing yourself, "I'm good, watching you is much better." You smiled, tilting your head upon your hand which rested on the chair's armrest.

The blonde gambler gave a soft chuckle.

"Not for long."

You both turned your heads towards the additional voice. The newly seated man was dressed semi-formaly. His hair slicked back with a few strands hanging in front. He wore a wine red vest over a black button-up shirt and embodied designed pants and shiny sleek shoes.

"You seem quite the player, hm?" The man smiled, his eyes dimmed.

Both you and your boyfriend could sense his off-ness, his intentions no other than greed.

Adventurine, annoyed, only gave a airy chuckle with an amuse nod. "And you are?"

The man cleared his throat "Ah yes, where are my manners..Name's Capilo Katano, and you must be the famous gambler, Adventurine." He smirked as Adventurine hummed with a nod. "Seems your familiar then." He brought his chair closer to the table, "This shall be fun then...friend"

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Lost..

Again.

You both couldn't understand. That was 4 rounds in a row Adventurine had lost.

"Well then, it seems like the tables have turned. Do you want to try another round?" Capilo smiled, his legs crossed as he tilted his head, his hand twirling around a coin.

Adventurine furrowed his brows before sighing as one of the workers reseted the cards. Your brows nit together with confusion as you studied the scene. Something felt too off.

Capilo chuckled, "Very well then. Though, I do want to add.." The blonde gambler raised his brow in anticipation. "The stakes; If I win, I get the night with the girl, if—" A slam on the table following a loud screech interrupted the man's talking. Adventurine was glaring daggers at the slicked man as he stood tall before him, overshadowing him. You grimaced at the man's bet, disgusted.

"Well..I think that's hardly fair, and not only, completely off the table." He seethed, a strained smile plastered. The man before him only seemed to smirk, seeming to have enjoyed the reaction.

"Now, now, there's hardly a reason to have such a reaction. I wouldn't want this to reach the IPC, do we?" He smiled, gesturing towards you.

You swiftly glared at the man. Adventurine had told you the many things the IPC, or more specifically, Jade, has done. He had confide his feelings and secrets of the IPC to you..and they weren't pleasant. You were disgusted, assuming since the man brought up the organization currently, he probably already knows background of your boyfriend and were using them against him.

Just before Adventurine could sit down, you pulled up a chair in his place before taking a seat on it.

Your boyfriend looked at you puzzled while Capilo looked amused at the situation. "What are you planning?" He hissed, placing a hand on your chair. You only smiled with a reassuring glance.

"This wasn't in the b-"

"I don't recall caring. Besides, aren't you bored of the same tactics?" You hummed with a bitter sweet tone, wanting to get this over with.

The man rose a brow before letting a airy chuckle.

The two of you played silently as tension was in the air. Your mind worked furiously, calculating the chances and different strategies at play. The other players, especially your boyfriend, watched with anticipation. the table watched in anticipation, sensing the tension building between you two.

The final round approached, and you glanced at your cards—2 of clubs and 7 of hearts, one of the weakest starting hands possible. Adventurines heart sank, repeatedly going over your cards in hopes his eyes were deceiving him. Hell, he'd kill that man within a heart beat if he so touched a hair folicol on your head.

Capilo on the other hand, revealed a pair of kings with a smug smile, expecting an easy win.

But luck seemed to be on your side as you only smirked as the community cards were laid down—3 of diamonds, 4 of spades, 5 of hearts, 6 of clubs, and finally, 8 of diamonds. Her weak hand, the 2-7 offsuit, had miraculously formed a straight, one of the most unexpected outcomes.

"But..but how!?" The man's chair echoed behind him against the tiled floor as he glared with fire in his eyes, you returned the look. "It was in the shuffling. You payed off the worker to shuffle for your win."

Adventurine looked towards the man and then to the worker, appalled and disgusted, mostly annoyed.

Capilo's teeth grinded against each other in rage at his loss. "A filthy wretch like you has no place to be accusing a higher up." He mumbled under his breath. "Well then-" Without allowing him to continue, you dragged Adventurine out with you.

"What the hell was that?" He asked, his eyes widened at the show. "I thought you said you weren't good?"

You rolled your eyes before letting out a small snicker, "Lucky play? I have been dating one of the luckiest anyways." You smirked with a shrug.

Adventurine's cheeks hued a light pink. Albeit he wouldn't admit it out loud, but he thought that was one of the many hottest stunts you've pulled so far. "Let's just..get to the room, i'm quite drowsy after that." He huffed yawning sarcastically.

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Right, did I forget that once your were in bed, assured a peaceful rest, he made the guy pay hell for the snide comment? No? Well now you know!

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A/N: I hated that, that was a 30 minute fanfic and it's the first one of Adventurine. 😔 Might redo another one, idk..

[superiorsturgeon]

Scenes from Jaune’s bachelor party, pt 2

Continuing from here!

Sun: *playing accordion*

Jaune: *drunk and standing on a table in a Faunus beer garden* Okay…! Here’s my favorite part…!

White Fang soldiers: *singing along and lifting beer steins as Jaune leads them in an Atlas drinking song* Jaaaa…jaaaa…jaaaa…jaaaa! 🎶

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Raven: *struggling under dashboard* Shit…almost…!

Neptune: Okay, I think…There it is! *discharges his weapon, causing bright red sports car to roar to life*

Raven: WE GOT IT! Time to go!!

Sun/Qrow/Tai/Ren/Jaune: *all pile into hot wired vehicle as Vacuan cartel enforcers open fire*

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Ren: *reclining outside five-star hotel room with Qrow*

Ren: *passes a cigar*

Qrow: Thanks, kid. Need a light?

Ren: Please…! *leans forward and puffs gently as Qrow lights his cigar*

Qrow/Ren: *smoke in silence*

Qrow: …cigars are really bad for you, aren’t they?

Ren: *throws up*

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Taiyang: *tied to a stake* …so, what? You like redheads, but you don’t like my daughter…?!

Jaune: *tied to the other side of the stake* It’s not that there’s anything wrong with Ruby, it’s just that I really love Pyrrha! The heart wants what it wants, you know…?

Taiyang: Good answer, kid…! Ruby deserves someone who really loves her, you know? This Pyrrha sounds like a lucky girl!

Junior: *turns to henchmen* Tase them again.

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Sun: *signing into a microphone* Iiiiiiii….Am a maaaaan…of constant sorrooooww….!

Sun: I am a maaaaaan of constant pain…!

Sun: Iiiiiiiiiiiii….bid fareweeeeelll to old Kentuckyyyyyyy…the place where Iiiiiiii was born and raised…!

Jaune/Neptune: ….the place where heeeeeeeee was born and raised….!

Ren: *strumming blues guitar* 🎸🎶

Neon: *adjusting recording equipment* These guys could be the next big thing!

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Qrow/Raven: *dancing erotically on the bar* SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS, SHOTS, SHOTS-SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS, SHOTS, SHOTS-SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS, SHOTS, SHOTS-SHOTS!

Taiyang/Sun/Neptune/Ren/Jaune: *raising shot glasses* EVERYBODY!!!!

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Announcer: Here we are, at the final table of the Schnee Dust Casino (SDC) poker tournament! The final two players are the feared Sienna Khan and the young first-timer from Vale!

Taiyang: Holy cow, the kid’s killing it out there!

Raven: He must be some kind of gambling savant!

Sienna: *pushes chips forward* All. In. 😠

Jaune: *drunk and wearing a ridiculous amount of bling/sunglasses, pushes chips forward to call Sienna’s bet* 😎

Neptune: Look at him! He’s so calm! The pressure isn’t getting to him at all!

Sun: He’s got ice in his veins!

Ren: *drunkenly holds up a shot glass in salute* WHOOOO!!!!! Go, brotha, go…! 😆

Jaune: *looks at his cards*

Jaune: …I can’t see the cards with these glasses…I hope I have something good…!