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𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒓𝒊𝒑
𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 — lloyd hansen x fem!reader
��𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 — you have to go on a work trip and leave Lloyd alone with your cat; Aramis
𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 — none! this is pure fluff, I do hope I did right here because on one hand I wanted everything to go on chaos but they're just so cute 😍
𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 — @georgiapeach30513, reblog and comment! follow @sstanhoe-updates to get notifications everytime I post!!!! from this universe
"Lloyd, it's only for a few days, I'll be back on Thursday!" You told him with an eye roll. Lloyd was behind you not being in the best mood while you packed a suitcase.
"But you can't leave me alone with that little shi–" "ah! What did I tell you about calling him names?" Lloyd was mad at you for going on a trip without him – which wasn't the problem – and he had to watch your cat Aramis. The cat he bought for you.
"Sunshine, why can't I go with you?" You already told him a hundred times why.
"Someone has to watch Aramis and I can't take you on a work trip with me," you stated, "and it's a great chance to work on your bond with him!"
Lloyd huffed, he didn't need to work on his bond with the cat. His eyes drifted to the orange fur ball who sat on the kitchen aisle. Aramis tilted his head at Lloyd before hopping down from the platform.
He elegantly walked over to you nudging his head against your leg, "aww I know baby. I won’t be gone for too long and you've got Lloyd to keep you company!"
Aramis' head turned to look up at Lloyd and then back to you as if to say 'are you serious?'. You giggled and shook your head. You got up on your tiptoes and pressed your lips to Lloyd's, "I love you and I made you a list with things you have to do while I'm gone – for Aramis. I know you know how to do laundry and clean a kitchen or bathroom."
You knelt down to Aramis, scratching his head, "I'm going to miss you so much, baby! But I will be back in three days and then we will cuddle and play, sleep whatever you like!" You kissed his head and gave him a light squeeze before scratching his throat – something he absolutely loved – one more time.
Lloyd helped you get your bag to the car even though it wasn't necessary.
With one last kiss, Lloyd watched you get in the car and drive away. He sighed before going back inside not thrilled to spend his time with Aramis.
The cat sat on his scratching tree, his eyes watching Lloyd's every move.
Lloyd went to the kitchen to read the list you have him. "I have to clean your toilet? Feed you every morning and night only dry, every two days wet. She's not even gone that long! Pet him…of course, clean the sleep from his eyes…what the hell? What sleep?"
He looked over to Aramis who lifted his paw and licked it, cleaning his left eye. Lloyd noticed a little brown thing in Aramis' eyes at the corner.
Taking a tissue he walked over to the Maine Coon. Gently He tried to remove the sleep but Aramis laid his paw on top of his hand. Lloyd never realized how big the caramel-coloured paws were or how big he actually was. And he was only two, Maine Coon's grew until they were four.
"I know you might not like it but mama said I have to." You made it a habit calling him daddy in front of Aramis as if he was his dad – which he kinda was – while you had already called him that in bed.
You also forced him to call you mama in front of him. Long story short; Lloyd didn't like it but you told him it was practice for your future child, which caused him to buckle in.
"She can be so lucky I love her, what I do for her! I mean look at me watching after you." Lloyd shook his head, eyes drifting over to Aramis who laid down on the scratching tree closing his eyes. "Oh, come on, don't ignore me! I cleaned your eyes for you, I didn’t have to do that." Aramis lifted his head in response and blinked at him, Lloyd scoffed and went back to the list.
"Change the water regularly," it was marked red, "play with him," and in all capitals, "interact with him."
He wondered what that was supposed to mean, like talk to him? If yes then he did that already, then he saw the examples beneath, playing with him, talking with him, watching his favorite Show with him – the big bang theory –, give him treats, cuddle with him. All sorts of these things.
Aramis meanwhile cleaned his caramel-coloured fur and even if Lloyd would beg to differ, Aramis liked him and enjoyed his presence. The assassin was always calm around you, a whole different person and the beautiful feline could see he needed you as well as listened to you which Aramis took as advantage.
"Okay, fine. I'm gonna go and check your water, food and then get some work done not that you'd care," Lloyd told the cat, for the fact that he found it weird to talk to him or like him, Lloyd talked rather often with him in the past ten minutes.
After checking the water and food, Lloyd took his computer to sit down on the couch. He started watching TV while he worked through reports, checked the financial status and more.
The cat however sat there and watched him as he typed on the keyboard as the TV turned to the big bang theory. Lloyd didn't even notice it, too deep in his work. Aramis jumped from the scratching tree and elegantly walked over to the couch, setting his paws on the furniture he pushed himself up with his back paws.
While Lloyd only registered as Aramis sitting down anywhere the cat had other things in mind. Strutting over to said man Aramis sat himself on his lap and half on the computer causing Lloyd to groan loudly in annoyance.
"Really, damn it I was working!" gently he tried to move the orange cat to the side but he would budge, "you're like your mama ya know? Can't fight ya," with that he just sat there and unwillingly patted the pet on his lap/computer.
Later that day Lloyd had given Aramis new water and feed as well as cleaned the litter box. Now he was happy to just lay in bed and either fall asleep or watch a show or movie.
Feeling lonely Aramis followed Lloyd into the bathroom where the man brushed his teeth and went to the toilet, just as he sat down he noticed the cat in the door frame.
"Ever heard of privacy?" Aramis tilted his head and blinked at him before lifting his paw to open the door further, "yeah got it," he muttered and finished all while Aramis watched him. After everything was done Lloyd finally got to the bed which felt too empty for his liking and that was when an caramel-coloured fur ball jumped up on the bed.
"You know I had more your mama's company in mind…," he trailed off as the feline cuddled himself against Lloyd's legs.
As if on cue his phone started ringing, your name popped up and the invitation to video chat. With a big smile your boyfriend answered, "hey there sunshine," "how are my two handsome boys?" you immediately asked with the same smile.
"Good, yeah, good. We watched big bang theory, I got some work done until he sat himself on my computer and then made him food and put new water in, then he watched me pee on the toilet and now we're just laying in bed." The news that the both of them went along with one another made butterflies erupt in your stomach.
You were nervous leaving the two of them alone but that all vanished as soon as you saw them both cuddling together in bed…and Lloyd had the audacity to say he didn't like him!
#my bitch lloyd 👀#lloyd hansen x y/n#lloyd hansen x you#lloyd hansen#lloyd hansen x reader#lloyd hansen x black reader#lloyd hansen x fem!reader#lloyd hansen x plus size reader#lloyd hansen imagine#lloyd hansen fanfiction#lloyd hansen fluff#lloyd hansen fic
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Rewatching Crystalized after a long time- here are my thoughts.
The first third isn’t bad (season 1), honestly it’s still funny
Fugidove you weirdo (affectionate)
I still hate the mayor/the new ninja/ronin
Pythor you bitch (derogatory)
Nya my beloved, how they wasted your potential
Skylor my beloved, how they wasted your potential
Pixal my beloved, how they wasted your potential
Mechanic you motherfucker
HARUMI MY BELOVED CHILD YOUVE RETURNED TO ME
I hate how they changed the overlords voice, rebooted was the best version
I think the overlord intercepted harumi’s soul while it was on its way to the departed realm. Overlord can never truly die, so he’s stuck in an ethereal void. That’s why no one else was around
Harumi, my beloved scrimbly, your body was literally crushed and probably impaled by rebar and concrete
Oni temple still ugly as shit
“Fall of the monastery” is homophobic because my favorite girls got the shit kicked out of them and I’m gay so it’s homophobic
Also Pythor is misogynistic like bro Nya saved your ass from wohira
Also mechanic is misogynistic
Fantastic fights tho
MINI PIXES
I love the minipix 7 saved her mama first 🥹
We did not need the fakeout death for Nya
I love the samurai x mech and Nya’s Sam x outfit
I think they took off the overeffect on pixals voice in Darkness within - that just gave Crystalized extra bonus points in my book
Lloyd dangling sideways is so stupid but funny
Ok but like that wasn’t the last time you fought, technically that was the SECOND to last time shitlord, Zane killed you last time lmao
The coming 👀 of the king
But they didn’t lose??? They killed you???
Golden master was better tbh
Ah, the ugliest fortress in the entire series
Uglyass motherfucker
Harumi my scrimbly
Harumi really be like I hate you but maybe we could be friends but also no I despise you but maybe???
ACAB
Harumis such a brat- I love her so much
GARMADON RETURNS
Garmadon is the funniest motherfucker
The fact that they didn’t get to fully acknowledge Harumi and Garmadon is a missed opportunity
Christofern is an innocent victim
Mechanic motherfucker I want you to die
I forgot about Zane’s head trauma reverting him to the ice emperor. Such a missed opportunity
MISAKO MY BELOVED!!!!!
T*mmy fuck off
Pixal being a badass like usual. Queen!!!!
They put her effect back over her voice
JESUS CHRIST ZANE
ronin redeeming himself 🫡
Pythor you annoying bitch
SKYLOR YOU ARE A QUEEN I’d let you punch me any day
When skylor put her hand on Cole’s head, his scar was glowing
Skylor god I love you
Kai you got trauma we need to discuss
RACER 7 aka BLAZY H. SPEED!!!!!
I would burn everything for Pixal
Jennifer you say the word and I would kill for you
THE PIXANE SPIN
“You brought me back.”
Pixal has the coolest mechs because she deserves it
Garmadon sprint past, screeching, with a barrel is my favorite
“Uh oh? What does uh oh mean?” A callback to season 13 💙
“Pet plant” Lloyd that’s your brother have some respect
I’m gonna be honest- I forgot the overlord was the literal threat this season 😭😭😭
Why do the dragonites have tits????
I literally still can’t believe they have to “jump up kick back whip around and spin”
And the reveal was when the paper was “fold” ed you motherfuckers
Why did the coolest form of the overlord come TWO EPISODES AT THE END
Coles crew showed up
VANIA MY BELOVED SCRIMBLY
MINIPIX
MAYA EDNA BENTHO LOU (💔)
SALLY YOU QUEER QUEEN
Dragon form is literally so dope tho
I’m still not a fan of the “plot twist” with the overlord x devourer
Anyways KICK HIS ASS HARUMI GO BABY GIRL GO
Mechanic shut the fuck up honestly
OKINO
Cole mocking Vangelis is so fucking funny
It hurts to see Lou honesty knowing he’ll never speak again
ADAM
VANIA MY BELOVED
Is it me or is Kai really handsome in his dragon form
Cole and Vania’s hug 🥹
PIXANE SPIN 2.0
Oni Lloyd my beloved
ROTSM 2: Electric Boogaloo
I like to think that it is the ninjas spirits that protected Lloyd and defeated the overlord, not a golden power
Inner Steel is a good song shut up
Overall honestly not a bad season, has some hiccups and missed opportunities but not as bad as I think it’s judged
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Pray tell what is the ninjago s10 you wrote in your head 👀
Waaah okay this is a touch of an essay and is kind of full of OCs sorry ???
Anyway it was lame AF to me that the show built up so much hype around the oni and then they were the lamest villains ever like okay they have freaky paralyzing smoke and what else?? They got disintegrated by a tornado of creation this is so lame what.
SO a few things I would go about tweaking, and this is keeping everything up to s9 canon btw not changing things around in there (I have other versions where I tweak that stuff lmao)
So first, Leader of the oni is actually scary as fuck, Queen of the Oni to be exact, yeah that's right the FSM had two moms who are now divorced. I have art of this lady on the blog (Queenie is her usual title) and while she's often seen as just six ft tall an elegant she can get massive sized so thirty feet <3 She's powerful, because she has every kind of magic oni can learn at her disposal and this includes mind control, illusions, transformation, gravity, all that jazz (My essay on how the elemental powers are split between oni and dragon origins is something for another time). Anyway she can p much just paralyze people with her mind if she needs to when she walks into a room.
The invasion just starts with her, because while most of the oni have been hiding away in the departed realm like the show states, she's actually been hanging around in Ninjago for ages. In fact, surprise, she was disguised as the Empress the whole time. Let Harumi find all those books about the oni masks so she'd open a portal and summon Garmadon.
Cept that wasn't Garmadon, it's another oni in disguise, and this is why he's so fucking OOC, except he ditched his post and is now kinda hiding from her.
Hang on I'm getting on a tangent here, ANYWAY she reveals herself to specifically talk to Lloyd and try to get him on her side, because family and all that, and while Lloyd obviously hesitates the Queen is pretty convincing and may also be threatening his friends lives so he surrenders and Queenie activates his oni blood which like, doesn't make him evil but does make him a little more inclined to get into trouble lmao.
And NOW the army comes through, poison oni are the ones setting off the smoke causing paralysis. The ninja are scrambling for a plan and while doing this start recruiting the other elemental masters to help. Detail details, two other things happen. Wu travels back to the first realm to find Firstborne, believing she's the only thing that could stop Queenie. Meanwhile the oni disguised as Garmadon (named Efri) gets found out and forced to travel through the departed realm to find the FSM for help (he finds the real Garmadon along the way and some of the past EMs (including Cole's mom, Jay's birth mom, OG Ice Master, Dr. Julien, and even Morro) (Everyone is here YAY)
More details details, the elemental masters are trying to keep the oni contained, trying to get Lloyd to stop helping Queenie (Lloyd: Guys don't you get it, we wouldn't even have to fight if you'd just LISTEN to us) And big climax everyone gets back from their respective adventures and crashes in the middle (FSM doesn't come back btw he's a bitch who says no my problem and Garmadon tells him to go fuck himself)
Big epic fight montage which eventually cuts back to a 30ft Queenie fighting Firstborne but while they are like, fighting, they are also arguing like a divorced couple and Lloyd is standing there like lmao wait ???? you two seriously just need marriage counseling ARE YOU SERIOUS?
Basically by listening Lloyd figures out that A) Queenie and Firstborne got divorced because of a rift the FSM sort of caused (not entirely his fault but he was the spearhead). B) The war left a lot of scarring on both sides. C) The First Realm looks like SHIT because with the oni gone, so was the balance, causing the land to turn to ruin despite dragons being considered creators they had no idea how to maintain the environment.
Lloyd gets the help of the other ninja, turn into this giant fusion spirit thing just to stop Queenie and Firstborne from fighting and tell them to GET THEIR SHIT TOGETHER YOU TWO ARE HOW GODDAMN OLD TALK SHIT OUT LIKE ADULTS.
So they do. Not everything is fixed but it's a start. Oni are allowed back in the first realm to start fresh (a few stay in ninjago). Lloyd has a lot of new powers to learn how to deal with. A lot of ninja get closure talking to ghosts (yay?)
UUUH The end, I know it's missing some details but summaries and all that.
#scribs speaks#long post#oops#ninjago#s8 and 9 Garmadon wasn't fucking Garmadon not my dilf who the fuck is that
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The whiff of blood drifts out of Lloyd's office. You scrunch your nose and pull out a piece of tissue with a floral scent to cover half your face.
The one shot starting with the title 😩 love it.
It is a dumb idea to be working for Lloyd when you have hemophobia.
Yeah no shit 😵💫 def not a good idea
Lloyd gives off the vibe that he will shoot you alive, while Suza Brewer could skin someone alive. And Suza has not stopped stealing glances in your direction ever since you and Lloyd presented in this dinner.
Gosh, I can tell Suza will make me mad very soon
"I just want one tiny thing to sweeten the deal." He squints his eyes, and points his finger towards you, "I want - her."
Well, I didn’t have to wait long for that
"You can't keep such a sexy thing all to yourself, eh?" He wiggles his eyes suggestively, "Don't tell me you haven't fucked her yet?"
Bro I’m about to smack him
"I'm talking to your boss, bitch. " Brewer snarls, slapping your hand so hard that your wine glass falls to the table.
*exhaling shakily* are you for real dude? I want to punch him
"In fact, I'll invite him to watch how I fuck his pretty little whore."
…………..please someone punch him
"We're done here." Lloyd growls,
Finally 😩 thank you Lloyd.
"AND THIS COAT IS NOT -" He lets out a grumpy huff, "never mind."
Tbh this would’ve made me cry even more even if his anger wasn’t meant for her💀😂😂 I’d sob so badly ngl😂
I love how she tries to tell him she Dienst want him to sell her to suza and he just offers her a raise not understanding what she’s talking about 😂
"Denny, take us to the warehouse by the Westside Pier."
[…]
The one place he could make a body completely go away.
Yeah Lloyd, great idea, you definitely know how to treat a lady🤨😂
"Can't believe your clever brain didn't work out why the coat-" before he stops whatever that's about to go through his lips, roughly taking the coat from your hands and putting it around your shoulders, "Try not to freeze to death."
Sorry Lloyd that my brain doesn’t work perfectly, it’s slightly stressful to know you’re taking someone to the place where you usually kill people 🤨
"Fuck you, buddy," Lloyd swings another punch at Brewer's stomach, a cold smile on his lips, "fuck you, alright?"
I hate brutality and aggressive men but lloyd? Hes an exception.😋 hot.
"There. She's my people. You disrespect her, you disrespect me. Got it, you dumb fuck?"
"Sorry!" The man shrieks his apology, "I'm sorry!"
Thank you Lloyd for that😋
And his business also working out? Damn, what a good deal. Getting the girl and the business 😂
"Don't puke over my shoes again." Lloyd stands still, pinching his handkerchief between his index and middle finger, handing it to you.
Not him remind her about that one little incident 🙄
He watches you still wrapped in his coat. When the cold October wind sweeps by your feet, you shiver under the warm expensive wool.
[…]
"Shit." He grumbles.
Huh👀 seems like…someone’s falling…👀
This story is amazing, great work! Love it🥰 we all need a Lloyd that does everything for the person he loves😌 (even if he doesn’t know about his feelings yet 😋😂)
A Whiff of Blood
Lloyd Hansen x You
Warning: Mob AU, Mob!Lloyd, Secretary!Reader, Graphic Depiction of Violence (I guess Lloyd is a warning of his own?), Reader has light hemophobia (fear of blood), and ofc, the direction mention and description of blood, sexual harassment
Summary: It is a dumb idea to be working for Lloyd when you have hemophobia.
A/N: Based on the prompt from the bingo challenge. The inspiration came from @rogerswifesblog / @rogerswifesblog-updates when we were talking about business dinners and such.
The whiff of blood drifts out of Lloyd's office. You scrunch your nose and pull out a piece of tissue with a floral scent to cover half your face.
It is a dumb idea to be working for Lloyd when you have hemophobia.
The smell grows stronger, so you uncap your perfume and spritz it all over you.
As long as you turn your head the other way, or mask the scent with something stronger, your phobia will not act up. And considering Lloyd is paying you a hefty salary and bonus, you don't complain.
After all, when choosing jobs, at best, you can only pick two features out of "well-paid", "light work", or "close to home".
You are lucky that you can drive for an hour on weekends to visit your mom who lives in the suburb.
The door to his office swings open with a loud "bang", as if - no, probably, Lloyd kicks it open, and out comes two bodyguards dragging a heavy black garbage bag.
Quite heavy. Like 70 kilograms heavy.
You wouldn't want to speculate what is inside.
You turn your head the other way, facing a rather pleased Lloyd Hansen, the mob boss who pays you to be his secretary.
"Mr. Hansen, I've secured the dinner tonight at 7 pm with Mr. Suza Brewer. He owns the biker gang Hellbend ever since you helped him take out the previous leader Fitzroy. You will be having dinner at the restaurant named Bird. It's adjacent to the Ritz-Carlton, so you can take your pick whether to stay in your suite or go back home. Either way, I'll go tell your driver Denny to get ready." You don't even bother getting up, spinning your chair in his direction, you hand him the files, with a polite smile on your face, "These, I need you to sign so your clubs will be running as usual. Your head accountant Marilyn has an appointment with you in fifteen minutes, and I've called the cleaning crew. They are ready to clean up your office right now."
Lloyd snatches a tissue paper from your desk, wiping his silver blood-stained ring on his middle finger clean, before tossing the reddened, soaked, and irritating odor tissue onto the ground and out of your sight. A small smirk on his lips, Lloyd purses his lips to stroke his mustache with his finger, "Send them in."
You nod, picking up your phone from your desk, when he holds up his hand to stop you for a moment.
"Good job, Y/N." He says curtly.
Lloyd's icy blue eyes zero on you. After a few seconds, he speaks up again, "You're coming to the dinner with me."
You nearly jump from your chair. Shocked, but most importantly, confused, because he has never asked you to present during business dinners.
After all, those who were qualified for "business" are either ruthless or sociopathic. While your boss Lloyd is both, you are neither.
"Mr. Hansen, I-"
"You're off for the rest of the day. Call Denny, he knows where to buy a decent dress." He pulls out his wallet from his inside pocket, and hands his black card to you, "Consider this a bonus." His tone unrelenting, pushing the card on the desk further towards you, he issues his final command, "And tell Denny to find you a stylist."
You swallow your refusal and take his black card.
You know he doesn't take "no" for an answer.
"Thank you, Mr. Hansen."
He hums impatiently, waving his hand to gesture that the conversation is over for him.
For the first hour of the said "business dinner", you try your best to focus on the food in front of you, instead of the Brewer man. He is a few inches shorter than Lloyd, but the look he delivers when he stares at you is simply...
Fearful. Even more than Lloyd.
Having worked for Lloyd for nearly three years, you witnessed he yelled, shouted, pulled out his gun to shoot someone's brain out (you vomited on to his shoes, very unfortunately, for which he yelled at you for approximately half an hour), and of course, being mad at some business partners and the determination in his eyes to eliminate his rivals. But none of his looks scared you like the creepy feeling Suza Brewer brings you.
Lloyd gives off the vibe that he will shoot you alive, while Suza Brewer could skin someone alive. And Suza has not stopped stealing glances in your direction ever since you and Lloyd presented in this dinner.
You look at your plate, cutting a small chunk of carrot in half. Trying your best to ignore the four bodyguards, two from Lloyd and two from Brewer, standing in the back.
Convincing yourself. Maybe this Brewer guy likes to look, similar to many men who passed by your desk to reach Lloyd's office.
You raise your eyes carefully, taking a long exhale as you continue to persuade yourself that Suza Brewer brought a lady to the dinner, probably also why Lloyd has asked you to come along.
After a few glasses of wine, the girl Suza brought sat on his lap boldly, feeding him bites of cherry tomatoes.
"I'll say yes to your proposal. You and me, 50-50." Suza suddenly lets out a laugh, "I just want one tiny thing to sweeten the deal." He squints his eyes, and points his finger towards you, "I want - her."
The small chunk of carrot lingers on your lips as you are about to eat.
The young girl's jealousy could tear you in half, Suza's greasy lips smack together, as if tasting your flesh, and Lloyd simply looks at you, with minimum expression you have ever seen on his face.
"Excuse me?" Lloyd clenches his teeth.
"C'mon, buddy." Brewer smacks Lloyd a bit too hard on his shoulder, barking laughter with his yellow crooked teeth exposed into the air, "You can't keep such a sexy thing all to yourself, eh?" He wiggles his eyes suggestively, "Don't tell me you haven't fucked her yet?"
Now you HAVE to say something.
"Mr. Brewer, I assure you that my work with Mr. Hansen is strictly professional." You smile politely, raising your glass for a toast, "In fact, I think that's what we all want, Mr. Brewer, to have a long-term stable business relationship with Mr. Hansen. Here's to our thriving partnership-"
Brewer gets up from his chair and sways towards you. He could barely walk straight but he still manages to stand behind your chair, lowering his head right where your ear is.
As he speaks, he reeks of wine and meat.
"I'm talking to your boss, bitch. " Brewer snarls, slapping your hand so hard that your wine glass falls to the table. Startling you when you are trying to stay calm. "You are but a plaything to Lloyd Fucking Hansen and I'll have you whether you like it or not."
Now here's the difference between Brewer and the rest of the men who pass you to get to Lloyd's office. For those men, they work for Lloyd, and hence, they wouldn't dare to touch "Lloyd's belonging", which is you. Brewer, on the other hand, is a total wild card, which you understand perfectly as Lloyd worked with him to kill Brewer's adoptive father Fitzroy.
He is as unpredictable and unstable as Lloyd, maybe even more so, because Lloyd certainly hasn't laid a finger on you ever since you worked for him, neither sexually nor violently.
You even your breath as Brewer leans closer He grabs your boobs with his hand, having you freeze on your seat.
"In fact, I'll invite him to watch how I fuck his pretty little whore."
The chill seeps deep into your bones. You urge your body to fight back, but sanity tells you that you would probably end up in a dumpster with a bullet hole on your forehead if you ruin this big deal for Lloyd. For a brief second, you think about begging Lloyd. But in reality, your mind is point blank as the mindset in between "fight or flight" kicks in, and it instructs your body to play dead.
It might be a few seconds. Or a few minutes, before your savior swoops in, saying something that sounds like mumbling to your brain.
"We're done here." Lloyd growls, snatching your wrist with a grip hard enough to bruise, tugging you harshly to leave. Your knee and thigh bump into the wooden arm of the chair, to which you bite your lip in pain, and still too shocked to get your language system back online.
"But our contract-" Brewer shouts to Lloyd.
"I'll get back to you." Lloyd snaps back, pushing and shoving your back to move before him.
Your mind is a blur and cannot recall how Lloyd stuffs you into his limo when he steps outside to smoke. He did, however, throw his coat onto you and shut the car door with a loud "thud", having front-row driver Denny lowering the panel between you, whispering with much concern, "What's wrong?"
You curl your fingers into the black woolen coat. Folding it neatly as you have done hundreds of times when he throws his coat over you or over your desk. Placing it on your legs.
"Here. I'll tune the AC up." Denny showers you with his sympathetic look, as he has never seen you so out of yourself, so soulless, and shivering.
Your mind has been replaying how Brewer grabbed your boobs, and the filth he talked about. You also know that you have nowhere to hide, if Lloyd is determined to get something done, if he wants to deliver you to Brewer.
Though the tinted car window muffled some of Lloyd's angry shouting, you are still able to comprehend that Lloyd just got mad again.
"... CALL ME WHEN IT'S DONE!" Lloyd yells at his phone, opening the car door, and sliding in, taking a big inhale of the warm air inside. Glancing at you, he seems not having returned from his angry state, "AND THIS COAT IS NOT -" He lets out a grumpy huff, "never mind."
After a moment of silence, you feel like you should make your statement, no matter if Lloyd being unreasonable. You simply have to.
It's your life at stake here.
"Mr. Hansen, I just wanted to tell you that it has been a pleasure working with you these past three years. i have gained much experience and knowledge working as your personal secretary and assistant. I want to express my thanks for you cultivating me into a qualifying secretary and no matter what happens, I would want you to know that I cherish our business relationship and accept the consequence."
Lloyd listens through your statement surprisingly patiently, and pinpoints the most crucial idea (he thought that it was) throughout your entire speech, "You want a raise?"
You stutter, "No-No! Mr. Hansen! I wouldn't - What you have given me is well beyond market average and I appreciate your confidence in me."
"Ah. So you want to quit?"
His cold blue eyes stare into you. You gulp in fear.
"Yes, I mean - No, I don't want to quit. But circumstances have ... arisen, which makes me wonder ... uh, if I was able to -"
"I've had enough of it." He grumbles, twisting the ring on his finger, "Your next sentence starts with 'I want' and stop using these big words, sunshine. One sentence. Not another word."
"I - I want you to not deliver me to Suza Brewer." You quickly say, "Mr. Hansen." You did your best to be respectful.
His grumpy expression lingers on his face for a second, before turning into disbelief, "That's all you're asking for?"
"Yes...? I really liked working with you, Mr. Hansen, and I don't want to be put into a position that you are choosing between me and your ... business." Seeing that his mustache is twitching, inching close to a sneer, you add, "If you could just let me go, and claimed that I slipped through your custody or got away as soon as I could, I think that Mr. Suza would not mind that much -"
His index finger points up to shush you.
Lloyd snorts, fishing out a box of tictac and popping two colored-candy into his mouth.
Crushing the sugary treat with his jaw, he closes his eyes and roots his upper body firmly onto the back seat, "Denny, take us to the warehouse by the Westside Pier."
The Westside Pier.
The one place Lloyd would go to if he captures a traitor or fulfills a hitman contract.
The one place he could make a body completely go away.
He's about to end ... you?
The cold October wind does nothing to help you fight against the icy feeling in your bones.
The stylist Denny founded accompanied you during shopping and chose a most-fitting black dress for you, which goes a little over the knees. Along with the warm AC everywhere, the length didn't bother you -
-until now.
You hold Lloyd's folded coat in your hand, following Lloyd out of the car with teeth clattering, more out of cold than of the horrible thoughts of what he would do to you.
Lloyd turns around, grunting in a sarcastic way, "Can't believe your clever brain didn't work out why the coat-" before he stops whatever that's about to go through his lips, roughly taking the coat from your hands and putting it around your shoulders, "Try not to freeze to death."
Your hesitant expression must have been obvious, because he looks at you and purses his lips in slight irritation, "Don't do anything stupid. And follow me."
What does this even mean? That he doesn't want to kill you after all? Or that he has changed his mind and thought you know too many secrets to be alive?
Your mind buzzing with thoughts as you follow Lloyd through the gate of the notorious warehouse.
The swinging lightbulb over your head and the faint smell of blood make you nauseous. You have not stepped foot into this warehouse because you have heard of the cruel things Lloyd has done to his opponents, all of which happened here.
"I don't care how much your boss pays you, I-I'll pay you double!" A man screeches pathetically, taking hit after hit on his stomach from Lloyd's muscle man as two other hold him upright.
Looking at Lloyd's direction, the man's swollen and bruised face lights up in an instant.
"Lloyd! Buddy!" He gobbles in a mouthful of blood, "So glad, ehhehe, you came!"
Lloyd grabs his hair, and punches him in the stomach.
"Fuck you, buddy," Lloyd swings another punch at Brewer's stomach, a cold smile on his lips, "fuck you, alright?"
A sharp scream of pain. "Lloyd, I don't understand-"
Lloyd drags his head in front of you, bending his neck to face you, to which you cover your nose because of the strong smell of blood bombarding your nerves. "There. She's my people. You disrespect her, you disrespect me. Got it, you dumb fuck?"
"Sorry!" The man shrieks his apology, "I'm sorry!"
Oh. So that's what he meant.
You bury your nose under his soft woolen coat. Burying the lower half of your face. Your cheeks getting warm, and a small grin creeps up.
Feels kind of nice. To have someone watching over you.
"Our business," Brewer pants, coughing out blood, losing a few of his teeth, "you need me to do our business, Lloyd."
Lloyd smirks, waving to gesture the removal of Brewer.
The man is still screaming he's sorry, but the two muscles hold him by his arms, forcing him to stand on the edge of the pier and tying a large rock around his waist.
"But Mr. Hansen," You stop him in his tracks, "your business, your deal with-"
You point towards Suza Brewer, now with a gag so all he could manage is some muffled voices.
"Don't worry your head around it, sunshine." Lloyd places his hand on the coat collar and tugging it tighter. The look on his face blank, but somehow more sincere than his cold grins, "I'm working with his stepbrother now. Pal is so grateful that I help him take care of Suza; he decided to offer me 70% of the cut."
You let out a whispered "Oh". Glad that Lloyd's "business" is thriving but also ... not that glad.
He's doing this for his business after all ... while he'd get to ... make it up for you?
A strange feeling tugging your heart. Some sort of relief, but not entirely. You are disappointed, somehow, as if you believed there should have been more to this gesture.
The muffled screaming stops after a loud splash comes from the edge of the pier.
The three muscle men return. One of them announces: "He's been taken care of, boss."
Smelling the whiff of blood on them, you can't help but crouch onto the ground and hurl your guts out.
Lloyd gestures those men to "beat it". And as the air clears from the smell of rusted iron and salt, a white handkerchief dangles in front of your eyes.
"Don't puke over my shoes again." Lloyd stands still, pinching his handkerchief between his index and middle finger, handing it to you.
You gag a few times, covering your mouth with the smooth white handkerchief, turning into another direction other than his shoes.
"Mr. Hansen, I don't know you -" You fight the instinct to be sick in front of him, standing up from your crouching position with wobbly legs, "carry a handkerchief." You take a deep breath to calm your nerves, wiping the corner of your mouth using the white fabric, now stained with the red smudge of your lipstick, "I'll dry clean it along with your coat, and send it-"
He seizes the handkerchief and stuffs it in his front pocket, "Don't bother."
He pats on your shoulder. The same way he would pat his men. A silent encouragement and praise of "Good work".
"Mr. Hansen, I-"
You want to say something. The precise moment when your heart skipped a beat and you've captured something vague in your mind, some terrifying yet imminent. Your bones rattle in the possibility of the blurry idea. But when his blue eyes turn to you, the idea takes its chance and slips from your mind.
"-thank you." Is all you could say.
"Wait for me in the car." He searches his pocket for his box of matches and cigarette, waving his hand, shushing you away, with the cig between his lips. He sounds stern as ever, but deep down, you feel like something has changed.
Lloyd watches you as you head back to the car. You, his tiny, fragile, delicate, poor little secretary who gets sick at the sight or the smell of blood.
He watches you still wrapped in his coat. When the cold October wind sweeps by your feet, you shiver under the warm expensive wool.
He stares for a long time when the match used to light his cigarette burns the tip of his fingers.
"Shit." He grumbles.
#lloyd hansen x you#lloyd hansen x reader#lloyd hansen fluff#lloyd hansen fanfiction#the grey man#mob!lloyd hansen#veras venting#lloyd hansen
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👀 fav side ship in it?
🥲 character who deserves more recognition?
🐕 comfort character?
🧸 cute and fluff sneak peek?
🤯 personal character hc in WIP?
🍻 fav dynamic duo in WIP?
🥸 tag yourself, which WIP character are you?
WiP Ask Game:
Thank you for the Asks!! My only WiP right now is Just Keep Diving Down. (I don't know how you all do multiple stories at one time - I couldn't keep track 😳🤯)
👀 - Favorite Side Ship:
Gotta go with Max and Harold. They're such a disaster couple. Both came into it with their own issues, still have their issues, but their back and forth is so fun to write.
🥲 - Character who deserves more recognition.
I made an OC, Della, who has made a few appearances and mentions, but nothing of much substance. Yet. She still has a role to play once things get back to her territory again, but for now. Yeah, kind of did not highlight her as much as originally intended.
🐕 - Comfort Character?
Definitely Glen. Always and forever. I only started writing because there was no other fanfiction for him, and dammit, that's not right. Although, Lloyd does have a soft spot in my heart too. (Yes, canon problems, I know. Don't ask me how this works, I don't have answers... My brain is weird.) I guess for my fanfic purposes, Glen gives comfort, and Lloyd needs it. Two different sides of the coin?
🧸- Cute and Fluff sneak peek?
Aww man, wrong time for this question to hit. I'm very much a hurt/comfort trope lover, and we're in the last 5 chapters (epilogue excluded), so hurt is happening in force right now. There will be some recovery bay personal reflections, as well as revealed backstory, that will spur on a few unexpectedly fluffy moments, but that will be another chapter away.
🤯 - Personal character hc for WIP?
Since there is an 'oopsie' pregnancy now, but only one, I should probably say I hc pretaken steps from both Glen and Hayden. With his canon line "never saw the point in the little fuckers", I'm pretty resolved that Glen has taken steps to avoid the possibility. Too strong of a stance to risk it. And Hayden understood the inherent risk in her life; bringing children in unless there was no other option would be reckless. Also she never had a strong desire to have them in the first place. Better to avoid the off chance altogether.
🍻 - Favorite dynamic duo in WIP?
Glen and Hayden for sure, just because they started everything. I hadn't originally intended to write a sequel story at all, and it was just Hayden and Glen in Spiral. Although, Max and Harold are really fun to write because they're just such snarky bitches.
🥸 - Tag yourself, which WIP character are you?
100% Hayden (magic excluded of course). Why the hell am I creating characters if one of them is not primarily going to be me put there to hook up with the fictional character I completely fell rediculously in love with? What's the damn point? 😂😅😬 I mean, I put small sections of myself in all of my characters, but Hayden is very thinly veiled me.
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HELLO MY DARLINGS!
it’s been a hot minute since I did a celebration/sleepover/whatever you wanna call it, and it’s almost my BIRTHDAY so I thought I’d do a little something just to spark some joy (and some thots 👀) and just generally drool over my favourite characters (and maybe explore some new ones!!)
COMPLETED FEVER DREAMS
THE RULES:
starting NOW until Friday August 19th @ 8PM EST you can submit (anon or not, but minors GTFO this ain’t for u) a character and a prompt (one of your own OR check my prompt lists tag for some inspo)
can be smutty or fluffy or both, if you want to submit more than one prompt at once then BY ALL MEANS, but please limit it to two per submission
fics/blurbs/headcanons will be posted 8PM ONWARDS (until I’m done lmfao it’s GO TIME)
I have TEN SLOTS for pedro characters, TEN SLOTS for marvel characters, SIX SLOTS for stranger things characters (maybe more depending on what submissions I receive!) and FIVE SLOTS for other characters
this post will be updated with how many slots are remaining as I receive requests (updated as fast as possible but I am only human so bear with me) BUT if there are any left over that I vibe with I’ll keep them and post after Friday!
SLOTS:
pedro - 0/10
marvel - 0/10
stranger things - 1/6
freebies - 2/5
CHARACTERS:
as a quick refresher, I write for….
pedro characters - mainly din djarin, frankie morales, marcus pike, javier peña, dieter bravo, but if there’s one not on my masterlist you want, shoot!
marvel characters - bucky barnes, steve rogers, matt murdock, frank castle (also willing to chat peter parker!!)
strangers things - mainly eddie but will also indulge some steve harrington and jim hopper
other characters I’m open to: lloyd and six from the gray man, a good chunk of chris evans characters, the witcher, oscar isaac characters (mainly santi/poe but I’ve got an open mind!), benny and will from triple frontier, rooster from top gun
A LIL NOTE FROM YOUR FRIENDLY NEIGHBOURHOOD FRISKITO:
these will be MUCH shorter than the fics I wrote for my 300 follower celebration (like 1000 words max if I can handle it). it’s a challenge for myself!! I’m a sucker for detail but I want to explore my writing and try some short and sweeter things!!
tagging some of mutual because I do this all for you and I love you all to PIECES 💕
@saintmurd0ck @prolix-yuy @pedropascalsx @mindidjarin @itwasthereaminuteago @iamskyereads @splendiferous-bitch @peterman-spideyparker @mandoblowmybackout @e-dubbc11 @allfoolsinluv @mattmurdocksscars @jazzelsaur @ezrasbirdie @steadyasthe-flowers @littlemisspascal @phoebe-danvers @mandosmistress @stxrrylunatic
there are more of you I know and truly, I never thought I’d come back to tumblr like this (I know I say this all the time kay c’MON) but HONESTLY I feel like the luckiest gal in the world to have connected with so many of you and to be able to share my writing (and fan-girling and general dirty mind LOL) and make genuine friends on this app.
OK I’M GONNA GO CRY NOW BYEEEEEEE 💗
#friday night fever#kay talks to people#my fics#pedro pascal#marvel#stranger things#din djarin#frankie morales#marcus pike#javier peña#dieter bravo#matt murdock#frank castle#bucky barnes#steve rogers#eddie munson#steve harrington#jim hopper
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What if Lloyd finds out that the reader has an obsession with his cum 👀 i think he'd be a cocky bitch ab it:
Lloyd would make her kneel at his feet completely naked as he jerks himself off, cruelly cooing taunts as he goes: "Always so thirsty for my cum, aren't you?--Bet you'd do anything just for me to fuck that tight little throat wouldn't ya?"
Every desperate whimper gets muffled by a pretty pink ball gag as she's forced to watch with bleary eyes. Drool is slicked all over her thighs as it methodically drips down her chin. She'd be bound, unable to touch herself as he continuously works himself to the edge, but never to completion.
When he finally cums, it's the load of her dreams, held back for so long that it completely drenches her face. He's a merciful man, taking off the gag to let her have a taste, relishing in her eager moans and trembling figure as she laps up as much as she can--
It's like cuckholding with fewer steps 😌
I AM SO FERAL !! this with innocent!reader after he took her virginity (aka "just the tip"'d her) and she doesn't even know how to touch herself, so she can't do anything
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A BITCH HAS THOUGHTS!!
👉🏾👈🏾👀 So uhhh, Matt Murdock isn't an option here?.... just...wondrin. Cyoureeus about it....
Bucky cheated not once but TWICE. My theory that he may have drugged the night Natasha and he slept together never came through, so bruv got white boy wasted and fucked another woman! While trying to get pregnant with his wife!! Ahhhh!!
I had to Google Lloyd to recall whomst he is. Nah.
Nick looks like Bucky. NEITHER Nick not Yn will ever be able to separate that. Nick wants revenge. YN is heart broken. Them together?? Does either really care for the other? Or would they be in it JUST to hurt Bucky?
Steve? Steven Grant "I'm siding with your wife" Rogers?
She don't need a man... okay that's LEGITIMATE. But all these hotties just waiting in the wings? Give it 6 months and THEN she chooses one of them.
YN/The Royal We, is quite a woman. I think we could handle two men. Matt and Steve sandwich. The POWER!? Steve fighting dirty and knowledgeable about the criminal underbelly. Matt fighting in court and knowledgeable about the criminal underbelly from FIGHTING IT. And then they all fu-
Read this whole thing this AM. Suuuuper good!!
Barnes vs Barnes poll - Round 2
I'm nearing the endgame of Barnes vs Barnes. Soon I'll need to decide on the ending. I got multiple endings in mind but - I want you to choose whom she will end up with.
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This for Chris Evans characters 🤤
👀👀👀👀 mmmmmmm okay nonnie. Again these are my own feelings and beliefs. This is obviously all fiction and these characters can be whatever you want them to be. Let me know if I've missed your fave!
Jake Jensen- switchy service top, wants to please and loves a good roleplay.
Johnny Storm- a new Dom, lots of experience being a sub so is keen to learn, still switches sometimes.
Steve Rogers- soft, but strict Dom, he likes his rules and will punish his sub, aftercare king.
Curtis Everett- fronts as a big hard Dom (and can be if his partner is a brat), is actually quite soft in private.
Ari Levinson- big fat PLEASURE Dom, like Jesus Christ hold onto your hats pals.
Jake Wyler- a brat, a grade A brat.
Lloyd Hansen- hard Dom who doesn't like limits, regularly has his subs questioning life choices, not a healthy relationship but we love a toxic daddy (see Freezy').
Lucas Lee- switch, but Dom leaning, not the biggest giver, prefers a service sub, but he is a total brat when subbing.
Andy Barber- when you look up Daddy Dom in the dictionary it's a picture of Andy.
Ransom Drysdale- this bitch is a pillow princess and I refuse to hear otherwise, he is a sub who likes to pretend he is a Dom, but we all know he a sub.
Robert 'Mr Freezy' Pronge- mean hard Dom, doesn't do limits or safe words, slight primal Dom (see also Lloyd).
#sloth asks#nonnie#chris evans characters#who should i do next?#jake jensen#steve rogers#andy barber#ari levinson#robert pronge#ransom drysdale
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𝑴𝒚 𝑩𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝑫𝒂𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝑴𝒆
𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 — bfd!lloyd hansen × fem!reader
𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 — a short little drabble on your secret relationship with your bestfriends dad or more like daddy ;)
𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 — foreplay but no p in v, reader is 26 and lloyd is around 45 (not older)
𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 — I didn't like the idea of the reader being barley 20 or something while the man is in his 40s like it is in these kind of fics mostly is. I felt way more comfortable with reader being 26 and lloyd around 45 but no older, meaning he was 20 or younger when his daughter was born, oops baby what I call her! But he still loves her! follow @sstanhoe-updates to get a notification everytime I post! reblog and comment!
Excitement flooded your veins as you stepped inside your best friend's home. Today she was celebrating her twenty-fifth birthday and while you were happy to party with her, you were more excited to see her dad.
For little over a year now you and him were in a committed yet secret relationship. While you loved to keep the relationship a secret you hated it the same. You hated how you couldn’t go out together while holding hands, kiss each other, show affection to one another, how you couldn’t claim him as yours in front of all those suburban single moms.
Walking inside the house you saw how beautifully Vaera had decorated the living room. Before you were able to take more in, a pair of arms wrapped around you, “ah! You're finally here! Dad and I were already waiting for ages,” she told you with a dramatic sigh.
You giggled in response hugging her back, Lloyd stood in the corner of the living room watching you closely. “Dad, won't you say hello to her?” Of course, Vaera knew her dad was just waiting for her to finish cuddling you. With a smile, he walked over to you, stretching out his hand for you to shake. In his eyes, you saw a spark, a desperate need to do more than just shake your hand.
“Come on now, you can help me make snacks while we wait for the others,” she dragged you into the kitchen, you had no problem helping her but a question was burning on your tongue, “will your father be here during the party?” you finally asked.
She sighed in answer, of course, no young adult would like to be chaperoned by their dad.
Later on, all the guests started pouring in and soon Lloyd was swarmed by people varying from the age of twenty-three to twenty-six. While he watched that no one went out of line and didn't get drunk he was searching for you, in particular, in particular the whole time.
The snacks were still keeping you occupied in the kitchen while Vaera was in the living room greeting everyone. You didn't mind staying behind because you weren't a fan of big crowds anyway.
“Thought I'd find you here,” a voice drawled from behind you, a voice you knew all too well. His muscled – or how you called them bodybuilder – arms wrapped around your waist pulling you against his chest. “Can't believe she's leaving ya alone, all by yourself…,” he whispered against the shell of your ear.
As you leaned back against his chest you felt the warmth radiating off of him. In those nights you spend with Lloyd your favorite thing is cuddling into his warm, comfy arms. They made you feel safe. “I like being close to you. You’re warm,” you mused, closing your eyes to enjoy the moment. The low chuckle from him made your stomach tingle.
You wished you could stay like this forever, but it was just wishful thinking. The only reason why you kept it a secret however was Vaera, she would freak out and hate you forever which you could understand. To be honest, if your dad would have a girlfriend who was only a year older than you, you'd react the same.
Sadly Lloyd let go of as he heard Vaera announcing to her friends she was coming to get you. The disappointed sigh could be clearly noticed by Lloyd and he squeezed your hand in comfort.
“Oh, dad here you are! I was already wondering where you had gone, but I gotta take my friend away now!” without waiting for an answer Vaera took you back to the living room where all of her friends were already waiting.
An uneasy feeling creeped up your spine as you stood in the crowd of people and Vaera wasn't helping.
Just as she was pushing you to the next group someone stopped her, “sweetheart she has enough time to meet everyone, how about we cut the cake huh?” You suppressed a relieved sigh at the sound of Lloyd's voice rescuing you.
Vaera, as a cake addict, immediately ran to the kitchen to get the cake. Your eyes found Lloyd's and you gave him a thankful smile. The moment didn't last long because Lloyd walked after his daughter knowing if she was carrying the cake alone it would end in a mess.
Lloyd carried out the cake very focused on not dropping the three stock high cake. You couldn't help but admire him, the way his brows furrowed in concentration, his perfect styled hair, those blue eyes in which you got lost everytime, his rough yet soft hands that gently caressed you every chance he had.
They began cutting the cake and giving everyone a piece, when it was your turn Lloyd leaned down to whisper, “I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.” Your cheeks instantly felt warm with embarrassment.
Soon Vaera started to play her music while you found an excuse im cleaning up the plates so you could escape the crowds. Your best friend followed you into the kitchen with a sly smirk, “so when are you two gonna make it official?” She suddenly asked and your eyes widened in fright, “what- what do you mean? I have no one, there is no we,” you stammered as you rapidly cleaned your hands with the cloth.
She laughed, she fucking laughed, now you were dead you knew it. “You and my dad! I know you guys are a thing, have been a real long time now. I heard you once while you were fucking and yes it is gross but I couldn't be happier, rather have you as a step mom than some other bitch,” Vaera shrugged and bumped her hip against yours.
“First of all, you heard us having sex? Second, it's gonna be a long way till I'm your step mom, also why are you nor freaking out?” Your expression was priceless, in every possibility you had imagined Vaera would have been mad but here she was wanting you and Lloyd together. “To be honest I always found you would make a great couple and at first I did freak out but I've come to my senses honestly, now just make it official! It's nothing bad and you deserve it,” instead of giving her an answer you hugged her tightly whispering 'I love you' to her. Your best friend hugged you back with a succeeding smile.
She left the kitchen with a wink and soon Lloyd entered just as a slow song started to play, “Vae said you needed my help sunshine,” he walked around the isle and pulled you into him again. Lloyd loved to hold you every chance he got or more touch you.
“Wanna dance?” You questioned him, as much as he tried to hide it Lloyd enjoyed dancing with you so it was no surprise to you when he agreed.
You closed you hands around his neck and Lloyd kept his hands on your waist. Both of you swaying to the music, your head leaned against his chest with closed eyes, your man rested his head on yours as his thoughts run wild on what he did to deserve you.
Against your will the music ended and it came a pop song on. With a disappointed sigh you returned to cleaning the plates but Lloyd had something else in mind.
He positioned himself behind you, hands sneaking around to the button and zipper of your jeans. Shaking your head by his actions you knew what was to come. Opening the button as well as zipper in easy movements Lloyd slipped his hand inside you panties.
Lloyd runs his hand down your folds smirking once he feels how wet you are, “oh sunshine, so wet for me 'lready,” he coats his fingers with a healthy amount of your slickness spreading on your cunt.
Then two of his thick fingers slip inside your soaked channel with ease, pumping them in and out of your pussy, curling them. A high pitched whimper slipped past your lips as he found your g-spot. Instantly Lloyd's free hand shot up to cover your mouth, “sh, sh, sh sunshine…we gotta be quite okay?” Nodding you had you obeyed his order.
His thumb traced circles on your clit, edging you further to your orgasm, “yes, sunshine cum for me, cum for me while we're here in the kitchen hiding when everyone could come in here any second,” something about being caught always turned you on – another reason to keep the relationship a secret. Being the good girl you were for Lloyd the knot in your stomache twisted and your relieve washed over you in waves.
Breathing heavily you had to lean back against Lloyd for support. “You did such a good job sunshine,” Lloyd fingered you through your high, lingering a minute to make sure you were okay.
Once his hand had left your pussy and was cleaned up you turned around to him cupping his cheeks, “if I ask you to kiss me in front of all these people, will you do it?” The question caught Lloyd of guard, he would love nothing more than that.
“Without missing a beat sunshine, but what about Vae? She would freak out,” his hands came to rest on your neck as he leaned his forehead against yours, “don't worry about her, it's covered,” was all you said before leading him into the living room.
“Kiss me?” Lloyd didn't even wait a second before doing as you asked, his lips on yours, gently biting on your lower lip. Opening your mouth you met his tongue in, while the fought for dominance in nights they now danced a passionate dance of love. Your hands sneaking into Lloyd's hair while his right cupped your cheek to guide you and his left you neck to keep you.
Kissing him with everyone watching felt freeing, like a burden falling of your shoulder.
“Go dad!”
#lloyd hansen x you#lloyd hansen smut#lloyd hansen#lloyd hansen x reader#lloyd hansen x y/n#lloyd hansen x black reader#lloyd hansen x fem!reader#lloyd hansen fanfiction#lloyd hansen fluff#lloyd hansen drabble#my bitch lloyd 👀
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hi bestie eun !! you’ve got me curious bc I saw your tags about being off of Andy 🥸 pls tell me why had the same sense of “offness” about steve for a while bc i thought he was so moral and following the rules all the time, and I just couldn’t 😖 have you ever felt off about another character like andy ?
hi sonny friend 🥺 i did a little happy dance when i saw you in my inbox hehe 💕
so i think you’re talking about these tags 👀 and honestly i relate to your steve thing!!! i mean i have a ✨steve rogers complex✨ so it’s hard for me to find any fault with him but i have occasionally been like 🤨 how is my favorite superhero gonna be captain america 🤨🤨 i think andy hit me very hard bc. it’s just a lot, like he’s a seemingly “good guy” who’s in a position of power (as the ada) and so it was so gross for me to be like oh god. what if he was a republican 😵💫 tbh i am pretty forgiving about the kinds of characters i will blindly support (like i love freezy and i already know lloyd’s gonna make me his little bitch) but ig i’d rather you be a shameless killer than a republican who pretends to be a good guy and that just is what it is 👍 i can’t think of any other characters i’ve felt weird/bad about, except for lee and whatever the name of chris’s cop character was in street kings. like lee feels a little okay bc the context is old southern sheriff in the story but still i don’t ever think i’d be thrilled about writing for a cop 😵💫👍 they are not sexy to me lol. there is only so much self-gaslighting and mental gymnastics i can do to make myself like a character
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Jay hcs, and what about your favorite villain too 🥺?
Thanks for the ask!! This was fun :D
Jay
sexuality headcanon: disastrously bisexual
otp: jaya lol i'm sorry i love them. fanon jaya especially but they've been a lot more wholesome in the show recently too. i love me some bruise too though
brotp: bruise but I also like it romantically so ??
notp: anything involving lloyd since i don't ship him with any of the ninja
first headcanon that pops into my head: feel like this is more-or-less canon, but jay is like an open book when it comes to sharing his emotions. he was raised in such a loving and encouraging environment that he felt comfortable expressing himself from a young age, so he pretty much wears his heart on his sleeve and has no problems expressing how he feels. this got harder for him after skybound, but he's working on it. i actually started on a one-shot about this but never finished it, feel like i should go back to it now 👀
one way in which i relate to this character: tending to stress and worry/panic about things
thing that gives me second-hand embarrassment about this character: him trying way too hard to get with nya in skybound lol like...the girl was going through some stuff at the time, let her be
cinnamon roll or problematic fave? slightly problematic for his actions in skybound, but other than that a cinnamon roll
I have like three favorite villains lol so I just chose the one I felt would be easiest to work with
Harumi!
sexuality headcanon: i don't think she's into anyone honestly. i feel like after losing her parents and starting to plot her revenge she started repressing her emotions and eventually just lost most of them, including the ability to really love or care for anyone in a romantic sense.
otp: don't ship her with anyone
brotp: ngl i love the concept of her and morro being besties and members of the lloyd hate club™
notp: llorumi for obvious reasons lmao
first headcanon that pops into my head: after being rendered mute by the death of her parents, she didn't speak again for at least a month or two. when she finally found her voice again, the first words she said were "thank you lord garmadon". (wrote a one-shot about this too LOL i should really finish my wips)
one way in which i relate to this character: being a bad bitch and knowing it honestly
thing that gives me second-hand embarrassment about this character: this is a weird answer but the way she screams is kind of odd to me??
cinnamon roll or problematic fave? problematic fave for sure
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🎭 thoughts on Andrew Lloyd Webber
OOOOOF this is a tough one lol
ngl i owe it to phantom of the opera for inspiring me to perform and pursue acting and embrace my soprano self BUT
as are the others, the plot is a bit.... janky 👀👀👀
im a sondheim bitch through and through oop
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𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆
𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 — lloyd hansen x fem!reader
𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 — you get into a fight with Lloyd because once again he got too overprotective/jealous which ends up in you ignoring him, but he try everything, and I mean everything to get you to talk to him
𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 — SMUT, oral sex, praise kink, choking, mention of killing, idk what else, minors dni
𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 — sooo we have a beautiful lloyd hansen here who will do everything for you just so you aren't mad at him anymore...@georgiapeach30513, follow @sstanhoe-updates to get notifications everytime I post!!!! It's literally 2:25 am in my country right now and I'm tired as fuck but wanted to finish this so sorry for any errors or whatever, like, comment and reblog!
The moment you entered a relationship with Lloyd Hansen – actually even before that – you knew that he was a jealous and overprotective person. That it would be this bad or get out of control you never expected.
“I was just talking to him Lloyd!” you shouted while strutting through the door of your shared home. Lloyd was right behind you having the same pissed expression on his face as you. “First of all, he was way too close, he undressed you with his eyes and when you backed off, he came even closer.”
Lloyd wasn’t completely wrong, you were uncomfortable, and the man didn’t listen however, “that doesn't mean you have to kill him.” It also wasn’t the first time either.
“You were overreacting,” you added as you walked in the kitchen with Lloyd hot on your heels. “Overreacting? Bold of you to say, aren’t you overreacting right now? I kill people for a living and that doesn’t seem to faze you though.”
“Well, I can’t really tell you to stop,” he was right it didn’t faze you but to you there was a difference between acting out of jealousy and acting because it is your job, “it’s your job after all.”
“It is also my job to protect you,” Lloyd argued. Your back was turned to him while you tried to distract yourself with cleaning the kitchen isle. His hands grabbed your waist firmly turning you around to face him. You looked up into his blue eyes, they were like an ocean consuming you, letting you get lost in their beauty.
“That may be what you’re thinking, but that doesn't justify your actions…there is a difference between telling someone off and killing him,” you sigh. Lloyd gently took your chin between his fingers.
“Sunshine, I would do everything for you.” No, no you had to stay strong, that was the only way he would learn his lesson.
“Well then stop killing people that aren’t part of your job,” with that you wiggled out of his arms walking away. “I just told you protecting you is my job!” His words went ignored by you as you loudly shut the door of the bedroom.
Lloyd sighed to himself rubbing his temple. Of course, he knew what he did was wrong, but he couldn’t control himself around you and certainly not when a man flirted with you or made you uncomfortable.
You buried your face in your hands as you sat down on the bed. You needed a battle plan, Lloyd needed to learn that he couldn’t just kill someone for flirting with you or making you uncomfortable. Yes, that person needed to be punished as well but isn’t sitting in jail worse?
Death was a blessing, jail a punishment and what if he had family?
A soft knock on the door pulled you from your thoughts, “sunshine I’m sorry, can we please make up?” Lloyd’s voice called through the door. ‘Make up’ meant sex and while make up sex was a great thing most of the time the problem wasn’t completely solved.
So, this time no make up sex. You didn’t answer him, you just laid down on your side of the bed trying to ignore his voice.
You heard how he opened the door a few minutes later, “sunshine I’m really sorry, please.”
He acted like a kicked puppy, you rolled your eyes because he always did this, and you always forgave him then seconds later he would be on his knees eating you out.
You felt the bed shift as he sat down. Lloyd lovingly put his hand on the curve of your waist wanting to turn you around, but you stopped him by taking his wrist and removing his hand from you.
Lloyd let you. That was one thing you were incredibly grateful for, Lloyd never pushed you or forced you into anything and if you didn’t want him to touch you right now that he wouldn’t.
“I’ll make you something for dinner, the pasta that you like so much.” You knew Lloyd hated cooking however you loved his pasta, you didn’t know what it was that he did, but his noodles always tasted better than yours.
“She can be lucky I love her…” “I didn’t even do anything wrong, I was protecting her.” “Yeah, maybe a bit much but that asshole deserved it.”
A small giggle escaped your lips as you heard Lloyds muffled complaints. You didn’t exactly know what he was doing until fifteen minutes later he appeared in the room again with a bowl of spaghetti topped with tomato sauce and basil. It smelled delicious.
Lloyd rounded the bed and put the bowl on the nightstand, “I made your favourite pasta.”
You ignored him which hurt him, but he didn’t act like it, “least you could do is say ‘thank you Lloyd for being such a great boyfriend’.”
Typical Lloyd. Normally you would thank him with a blowjob for making you your pasta, but you weren’t in the mood for that right now hence why he said ‘at least’. He waited for few seconds, then sighed and left.
Waiting until the door closed you sat up taking the bowl in your lap and began eating. A moan left you lips as you tasted the pasta which was as delicious as ever.
Lloyd who stood on the other side of the door and heard you, had a grin on his face. He knew you couldn’t resist him for long when he made you the pasta.
Well, he shouldn’t have said that too early.
The evening came and you still hadn’t left the room which confused Lloyd but the moment he looked inside the bedroom he knew why. You were asleep, the bowl being empty stood on the nightstand.
He shook his head and went back to the kitchen where he finished up cleaning. The left-over pasta was put in one portion container and got refrigerated.
The next morning came, and you laid cuddled up in your bed, the soft blanket and cushions hugging you like a cocoon. Lloyd was right next to you having nothing but a pillow under his head.
You were a blanket stealer and felt guilty everytime you noticed that you stole the blanket. So even on his day off he woke up earlier than you and gently took his blanket back and when you woke up you were happy you didn’t steal his blanket once again.
This morning was no different. He opened his eyes rubbing out the sleep, his body turned towards you. Smiling softly as he observed your sleeping form, never in his life had he seen someone, something as beautiful as you.
After taking the blanket he went back to sleep.
Only an hour later you woke up, just like Lloyd you turned around to face him or well the empty side of the bed.
His absence gave you time to rethink the past day and how this one would go depended on you boyfriend.
Your plan on ignoring him would continue until he properly apologized or until you saw him suffering enough.
With a yawn you got out of bed. You walked over to the mirror looking at your reflection.
God, you hoped your plan would work and Lloyd wouldn’t fuck you over the kitchen counter. You were only wearing his shirt and a thong.
Taking a deep breath, you walked into the kitchen were he was standing making breakfast in only his boxers. His back was facing giving you the perfect view on his ass, as he moved around his ass perfect with him causing you to bite your lip.
He heard you coming in and turned around, just in time you changed your expression into a blank stare.
“Good morning sunshine,” he grinned at you, but your expression didn’t change. “Oh, come on you’re still mad at me?”
Without saying a thing, you sat down on the table where he had already set the table.
“What do you want to do today? I have nothing on my plate today, we could go for a walk in the park, bake some cookies…” you raised a brow at his proposals. Lifting your fork, you gestured to the rainy weather outside as he mentioned the walk.
His eyes drifted to the window, “yeah maybe no walk but…you said your back was hurting, I could give you a massage!” Lloyd said with enthusiasm.
You looked at him sceptical, but he was already on his feet taking your hand to lead you to the living room. “You strip and lay there while I get the oil,” he instructed you. Shrugging you did as he told.
A minute later Lloyd was back with the oil in hand. He let it flow down your back and then gently rubbed it in. Kneading your soft skin at your back down around the waist.
It felt good, so good that a sigh escaped your lips as he pressed his thumbs down and whatever he hit was damn good. His hands moved up caressing your skin before manipulating the muscles in your shoulders until he heard a satisfying pop.
A gasp came past your lips, feeling the knot dissolve. “That one was good, wasn't sunshine?”
You tried to nod your head on the pillow. Lloyd moved his hands back down to your ass, kneading the flesh with pleasure.
He rested his head on your shoulder, right next to your ear. “Don’t think I didn't notice you staring at my ass this morning...,” he whispered, the edge of his moustache tickling against the shell of your ear.
Lloyd gave your ass a spank causing your body to jump up in fright, you weren't expecting that.
No, well actually with Lloyd you never know.
You bumped your head against Lloyd's making him lift his head, “that wasn't nice,” he muttered rubbing the side of his head though you both knew it didn't hurt him.
You stood up – completely naked – and walked back to the bedroom to get dressed.
Lloyd was left behind. He sat down on the couch running a hand over his face trying to think of something that would make you talk to him.
“I made her the pasta, made her breakfast, gave her a massage...what else can I do? Well she won't let me eat her out in that state, but that could do it though I need something to get her there,” he thought out loud.
Lloyd went through everything he could think of; new clothes, a purse, shoes, jewellery, a trip to Disneyland but he would say yes to everything of that so what could it be?
“Oh, what the shit,” he cursed as it downed on him. You always wanted a cat, a Maine Coon specifically and he always said no.
With a deep, very deep sigh he pulled his phone from the couch table, searching for a Maine Coon kitten on the Internet. To his surprise, he actually found a cat that he could get today, but he needed cat things.
Okay; he could get the scratch tree tomorrow with you – if the plan worked –, just like another water bowl and the cat toys. Lloyd already knew you would spoil the cat.
“Sunshine I’m going grocery shopping!” He shouted through the apartment. You were still getting dressed and furrowed your brows. Didn't the two of you just go yesterday?
Lloyd drove to the pet store to buy a litter box, cat food – dry and wet –, two toys, a cat carrier, one food and water bowl, a blanket for the box and cat litter.
“Who knew a cat needed all that shit?” He said as he got in the car two hours and four hundred dollars later.
Instantly he drove to the address of the cat breeder. He rang the doorbell waiting impatiently.
An elderly woman with grey hair that was put in a bun opened the door, “you must be the man who wants to adopt the kitten today!” She said happily inviting him in.
“Yep, that's me...where is he?” Lloyd asked as he stepped inside the old home. The woman must have been living here for at least fifty years by the looks of it. “Here he is, the little cutie,” the woman came back with a light orange cat that was at least 80 centimetres from snout to tail.
“How old did you say was he?” Lloyd asked, did those cats really get this big?
“One year and a half, he will still grow a bit but he's fully vaccinated and sterilized so no need to worry.” She sat the cat down.
The cat had a long orange tail, his belly, chest, snout and the tip of his paws were shiny white, he had amber-coloured eyes that matched his fur perfectly and he had brush ears that made him look like a lynx.
Even Lloyd had to admit, that this cat is beautiful. “Does he already have a name?” “Yes, his name is Aramis,” she explained.
He got down on his knees to pet the cat and couldn't stop the smile on his soft lips, “yeah I'll take him.”
With that they gently put Aramis in the transportation box in which laid a blanket. The woman gave Lloyd a few treats for him as a gift, “how much for him?” was his last question.
“750 euros,” she stated. Lloyd cursed under his breath, that cat was expensive and god you could be happy he loved you.
After four hours Lloyd was finally back home and found you on the couch eating ice cream.
“Sunshine, I know you're mad and I can't apologise enough so I thought maybe I will gift you something.” He stood there proud of himself in the doorway while you looked at him a big question mark above your head.
With a big grin he opened the door wider revealing Aramis in his transportation box.
Your eyes widened in shook, he bought you a cat, a cat! A Maine Coon like you always wanted. Lloyd set his ego aside and bought you a cat.
Now you couldn’t stay mad anymore. You ran over to him jumping into his arms, “you got a cat, you got me freaking cat!” You squealed and pressed your lips to his.
He snaked his arms around your waist, pulling you against his chest. “I'm sorry for how I acted with the man, I will do better I promise. You are the most important person in my life and I would do everything for you sunshine.”
A miau broke your heartfelt moment and got you back to reality. You wiggled out of Lloyd's arms and opened the box while Lloyd closed the door.
“I've got his things in the car, be right back.”
As Lloyd went downstairs again you befriended the cat. Letting him explore the apartment and sniff on everything. The first thing your boyfriend brought was the litter and box so he could see where he had to go.
Next was the rest which Lloyd unpacked and put everywhere it fitted. The food not next to the water and the toys all around while you followed Aramis.
When he was finished, he found the two of you in the bedroom. “That is Aramis by the way and his one and a half years old, vaccinated and sterilized.” “When did you plan this?” You asked as you scratched Aramis head who was already purring with delight.
“after your massage today,” he shrugged. You laughed at his answer, typical.
“I have a really important question sunshine...can we have sex again? Not getting to taste you this night and in the morning was hell”
Quickly you covered Aramis ears, “shhh! You can't say this in front of him!”
Lloyd rolled his eyes, but let it be for the moment.
The day came to an end and Lloyd finally had you alone given that you spend the rest of the day with Aramis. He closed the bedroom door to prevent the cat from getting in.
You stood in front of the mirror taking of your bra as you got pushed back on the bed, “now sunshine, it's time you give me my pussy.”
Lloyd pulled down your panties and stroked over you cunt with hungry eyes. His fingers rubbed down your juicy folds, “'lread so wet, this all for me?” You gave a strained nod as he entered you with middle finger.
“Mhm, one would think that after all this time would be stretched out but you're still as tight as a virgin...” Lloyd grinned while he added his ring finger.
Exploring your cunt he reached places that you could never even attempt to. His thumb rubbed your clit, “doing so good for me sunshine...you're gonna cum from a bit of fingering?” yes, yes you were but before you could let the knot in you stomache go Lloyd pulled his hands from you.
“You only cum on my tounge and with my permission tonight.”
His words make you shudder as you try to hold back a whine at the empty feeling.
“Lloyd please, make me cum, taste me, eat me...fuck please do something,” he gave you that shit eating grin for those words and dipped instantly down burying his face between your legs.
His tongue laps at your cunt, making your back arch against the bed. A pornografic moan left your mouth as Lloyd fucked you deeper with his tongue.
“Just like that, Lloyd,” you whine, “never stop, please.”
He put the hand laced with you wetness around your throat, your moans turned into whines as you bucked your hips up chasing your release. “Can I cum please? Please let me cum!” “Not yet sunshine.”
“You have been such a good girl so far...don't ruin it now sunshine,”
Adding his fingers, his tongue moved to the bundle of nerves. Your walls tightened around his fingers letting him know you were close.
“Cum sunshine, cum for me...” and you did, it felt like a firework exploding in your stomache, your toes curled, lips parting into loud moan followed by a 'fuck Lloyd', your pussy clenching around his fingers.
You laid there panting with Lloyd next to when you heard a light scratch noise on the door, “Aramis! I have to let him in.”
Lloyd's hand catched your wrist, “but what about my dick?” You looked down his erected member in his boxers, “tomorrow yeah? It's his first night, I don't want him to be alone.” With that you let the cat in.
Aramis jumped on the bed laying down between you and Lloyd, “great now we can't even cuddle because of that assh–” “hey! you better watch your mouth, I will just put him to the side and lay in the middle but don't direct your anger at him.”
You squeezed yourself between the two and closed your eyes. In the meantime Lloyd had a staring contest with the orange cat, “you may be cute, but–” a fist hit his arm, breaking of his sentence.
“You better sleep now before you stay outside,” “Everything for you sunshine.”
When you woke up the next morning you saw Lloyd and Aramis cuddled up next to each other. Quickly you took your phone from the nightstand taking a picture.
#lloyd hansen x you#lloyd hansen smut#lloyd hansen x y/n#lloyd hansen#lloyd hansen x reader#lloyd hansen x black reader#lloyd hansen x fem!reader#lloyd hansen fic#lloyd hansen fanfiction#lloyd hansen fluff#lloyd hansen au#lloyd hansen angst#my bitch lloyd 👀
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𝑳𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝑺𝒍𝒖𝒕
𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 — pornstar!lloyd hansens x fem!reader
𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 — well Lloyd is a pornstar
𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 — SMUT, minors dni, degrading, belly bulge, choking, dirty talk, lloyd hansen (mean!lloyd)
𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 — you know these perfume things you spray on to test how it smells? Well this is one and you gotta tell me of you want more or not! reblog and comment!!! I no longer have a taglist, follow @sstanhoe-updates for updates! @georgiapeach30513
You clawed the white bed sheets, deep moans leaving your mouth. Pure ecstasy pouring through your body.
Eyes rolling in the back of your head. Your brain had stopped functioning minutes ago, you thought, you didn’t know how much time went by.
The bed shook at the harsh movements of Lloyd Hansen. His hands gripping your hips tightly as he pounded into you from behind. Strands of his hair were falling down, droplets of sweat forming on his forehead.
"God your filthy cunt feels like heaven, how can you still be this tight? My fat fucking you everyday and still tight as a virgin. Maybe I should have you sit on my cock all day…" Lloyd's voice rang through your ears, his words making you clench around his dick.
"Oh, you like this you little slut. Yeah whores like you would love to sit on daddy's cock all day," he landed a harsh slap on your coral red shaded ass.
His thrusts became harder as he took a fistful of your hair pulling your head up. A strained sound left your lips.
Lloyd saw the stars in your eyes when he hit your g-spot. With a devilish grin he pulled you up at your hair. Pressing you against his chest his hand moved around your throat, squeezing lightly. "It seems I fucked this little slut dumb…are you my dumb, fucked our little slut?"
When you didn’t answer him right away Lloyd squeezed your throat tighter, cutting off your airway. "Answer me little whore or you will choke on my cock until you can't breathe!"
"Yes, yes! I'm your dumb little slut, I'm fucked out," you shouted.
The man's other hand held you around your waist, he could feel the tip of his cock on the outside of your belly.
"Little belly bulge. Can you feel how deep I am inside you? Will feel me in your guts for days." by now you should have known he wanted an answer and a part of you did know but you couldn’t form one straight thought.
A slap against your cheek pulled you from dreamland.
"What do I do with a stupid slut like you huh? Daddy asked you a question and you're too dumb to answer it," he said mockingly with a fake pout on his face.
"Ye…ye…yes, d– dadd– daddy," your release neared and the knot was forming in your stomach.
"What a slut, you get off on me shit talking you. I can feel you're close," his thumb reached down to your clit rubbing it.
He continued whispering in your eat what a slut you were, what a whore you were for letting a man manhandle you like that. "Cum, cum for daddy."
He bit in your earlobe as your orgasm cursed through you. Toes curling, eyes rolling back and hands clenching against Lloyd's strong arm
"Cut!" yelled a voice from the off. Your head snapped up, still having the dazed look on your face. "Oh, come on man! Not fair, I didn’t even get to cum!" Lloyd teased the director who sat behind the cameras.
He laughed and shook his head, "sorry but the video name isn't Lloyd Hansen fucking her and cumming on her face." Of course Lloyd understood. Most of the time he had a session after but since meeting you that changed a bit.
"Let's go cupcake, we gotta get you cleaned up...though I'm not sure if sluts like you even want to be cleaned."
#lloyd hansen x you#lloyd hansen smut#lloyd hansen#lloyd hansen x y/n#lloyd hansen x reader#lloyd hansen x fem!reader#lloyd hansen x black reader#lloyd hansen x plus size reader#lloyd hansen fanfiction#lloyd hansen fic#my bitch lloyd 👀
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