#my bitch lloyd 👀

[ninjamelissajulien]

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

[sibillascribbles08]

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.

[sstan-hoe]

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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.

[pedrito-friskito]

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 💗

[onsunnyside]

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

[jtthompson]

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.

[babyjakes]

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

[viioletpixels]

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

[sstan-hoe]

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.

[greenorangevioletgrass]

🎭 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

[residentdormouse]

👀 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.

[sstan-hoe]

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."

[sstan-hoe]

𝑳𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔, 𝑪𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒂, 𝑨𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏!

𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 — pornstar!lloyd hansen x fem!pornstar!reader

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 — You’re new in the industry and to the surprise of your boss and yourself you climbed the ranks in only a few months. Now you can act with the big stars and the first one is a complete asshole

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 — SMUT, minors dni., unprotected sex (well reader is on pill), gagging, choking, oral (f&m receiving) p in v, rough sex, degrading, slight dumbification.

𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 — let's start vanilla on Lloyd here! @georgiapeach30513, like, reblog and comment! yeah I started a porn production and they have plots!!! I know, I know, something like this wow! But I want you to feel with them and I don't mean you masturbating. divider by @firefly-graphics

Being a porn star wasn’t your first choice of career, but the student loans had to be paid somehow. Your friend had set you up with the CEO of Barbers production who she knew as her boss.

It took her some convincing, she told you all about the perks; how it payed good, your safety and consent was first priority. For research purposes you googled some of the actors and all of them looked like they were made by gods.

You had known her since your first year at college and that was five years ago.

Not once had she mentioned anything about her job besides how busy, stressful, or free her schedule was. To be honest you always thought she was just jobless and lived on her parents money, but she was too proud to say it.

She gave you a date for an interview as soon as you told her you were ready, leaving you to wonder how long she had set it up.

When you met with the CEO Andy Barber, he gave you a list of kinks, a contract that also stated they took care of the health meaning his firm would pay for any costs. The list with kinks was for you to decide all the no go’s, what you were comfortable with and if wanted to add things.

After all was done, he showed you all his actors and with whom you start and their preferences. It was only a few, some you had already seen on your research like Ransom Drysdale or Air Levinson.

Out of curiosity you asked Andy if he was an actor too which earned you a heartfelt laugh. He answered with yes, but said he stopped three to four years ago.

With the contract signed and the first date set you were sent home.

All this was six months ago and today was your first time shooting with one of Barbers most popular stars; Lloyd Hansen.

You had heard a lot about him and saw him at a Christmas party once. Lloyd was a pure asshole, always made side remarks, treated people like crap and thought he was better than everyone.

However, he shared the top with Ari Levinson and Steve Kemp. Add to that, that he didn’t get along with anyone but Nick Fowler and Andy though that might only be because he’s the boss. About the others he had his opinions.

Now here you were on your way to the set in your pink bathing robe. Your thoughts are running wild, a part of you was excited about doing this but the other part not so much.

“Hey there! I’m your director Carter Baizen and I know you’re familiar with the procedure but I gotta do it. So, if you are uncomfortable in any way then we use the traffic light system. For green and yellow you can just whisper it with Lloyd, should he not hear it and the say it loud. For red say it out loud. Got it?”

“Got it.” You nodded. Consent is the most important part at Barbers Production, and everyone had to respect that.

You walked over to the scene, it was in a nice living room with a bedroom next to it and a build in kitchen. The storyline was about a stepfather fucking his stepdaughter which to be honest was gross but then yet again it was your job, and it wasn’t real.

A second later Lloyd walked in wearing a white bathing robe and a smug smirk on his lips.

“Lloyd my guy! You ready? Now as you know we use the traffic light system. Green and yellow you can whisper to one another unless the other doesn’t hear then loud, red of course always loud. Also, as you it’s her first time with you I want you to do little check-ups in between. Got it?” Carter instructed Lloyd who gave him a ‘got it’.

“Well hello sunshine. Ready to have the best sex in your life?” He asked cocking his eyebrow and the smirk still sitting on his lips. “Oh, I didn’t know I was shooting with Ari,” you responded knowing Lloyd always tried to be better than Ari.

Though this rival thing was going on since Lloyd and Ari started here at the production.

He became popular in the bdsm scene – you weren’t going to deep into this today – which gave him a massive advantage.

Lloyd’s expression changed into a glare, “mouthy little thing,” he muttered under his breath. “One remark makes me mouthy? What you’re not used to someone not crawling up your ass…” “Well certainly not from woman however mostly it me crawling up their asses.”

The smirk was back on his face and your turned into a disgusted expression. “When you get paid enough you do even the most disgusting things,” you replied lifting your chin.

“You forget here sunshine that if they don’t want to, they don’t have too…”

Carter watched the two of you bickering and one thing was for sure, you two had tension, chemistry which wasn’t the most important thing in the industry but definitely a plus. He had to admit that pairing the two of you was a fifty-fifty chance. From Andy he knew that you didn’t take shit from anyone including Lloyd. So, either this was legendary or catastrophic.

“Really? Your trash stash says something different, you look like a pervert.” Dammit what had he missed? Carter only spaced out for a short minute.

In Lloyd’s eyes Carter could see this was about to escalate. “You better-“ “Hey! Hey…how about we start shooting? Y/n you’re gonna walk around in your nighties and try to seduce Lloyd, no luck so we move to the shower where you try again, he leaves and lastly you guys have sex in the living room.”

“Wait people really like that?” you questioned before this you hadn’t shot a stepfamily video. Carter looked down a bit ashamed, “yeah, yeah they do.” Giving him a quite ‘wow’ you put away the bathing robe.

Lloyd put away his robe to revealing him in only a pair of swim shorts. Your eyes drifted over his perfectly sculptured, toned abbs. “Sunshine, I think you’re staring at me,” Lloyd’s voice made your eyes shoot up to his, “good thing you don’t get paid for thinking.”

“Okay, everyone get in position! We’re filming in five, four, three, two, one and action!” Carter yelled over the set.

You put on a seductive smile as you walked over to Lloyd who was leaning against the kitchen counter. Shaking your hips, you took slow steps forward. “Hey there daddy,” you said stroking your hand over his biceps which was surprisingly smooth.

He was quick to react and pushed you away from him, “wow! What are you doing? If you’re mom sees that.” Lloyd took a few steps backwards.

“Don’t worry she out for a trip with her friends and you have me all to yourself,” you didn’t know what you were doing. “I’m your stepfather! This can’t happen.” “Come on live a little daddy!” you called out with excitement. “Stop calling me that,” Lloyd demanded before walking away.

Leaving you in the kitchen with a pout. You sat down on the couch with a huff and turned the tv on. Shortly after you hear the shower start running and your lips curled into a smirk.

Stripping from your soft lilac night gown you exposed your naked body to the camera.

Quietly you walked to the bathroom, peaking the door open you could see Lloyd’s naked form. Your eyes drifted down to his erected cock which he was slowly stroking. You might hate him, but goddamn did you like what you were seeing.

Slowly you walked up behind him. The shower was open, and you could easily come up behind him without him noticing.

Lloyd groaned lowly as he rubbed his dick, he wouldn’t admit it, but your fierce energy made him this hard. His head dipped back the warmth of the shower consuming him in his pleasure.

You snaked your hand around Lloyd and put it around his dick gently following his movements. Peppering kisses along his back you moved his hand away from his erection.

“Yeah, keep going love,” “mhm try again daddy…” you whispered against the shell of his ear. Instantly Lloyd’s eye snapped open, and he fled from your grip.

“The fuck are you doing here? Fucking shit and cover yourself!” he threw a towel your way which you dodged. “Oh, come on I know you wanna fuck me,” you stepped closer backing him against the sink.

Lloyd had a hard time resisting you but couldn’t break character, “it doesn’t matter if I want to or not. You are my stepdaughter, I’m married to your mother!”

Your hands cradled his face, “she never has to know. We’re not blood, we can do what we want…” lips ghosting over his. “Give it to me…fuck me…fuck me rough, make me cry, fuck me until I can’t walk,” you begged him clawing your hands on his broad shoulders.

A growl came past his lips and Lloyd grabbed your hips pulling you flush against him. “Fine. You want me to fuck you rough? Make you cry like a little girl and treat you like a filthy whore?” “Yes, yes please daddy-.” He turned you around pushing you against the sink.

“Call me daddy again and you can’t sit straight for a week,” Lloyd hissed while one of his hands landed a firm slap on your ass. A gasp escaped you in response.

“Understood?” “Understood…” “Sir you call me sir and if you don’t you get punished.”

Lloyd dragged you to the bedroom and threw you on the bed. You smirked at him as you pushed up and your elbows and spread your legs giving him a perfect view on your pussy.

With a mischiefs smile Lloyd grabbed your ankles drawing you to the edge of the king-sized bed. “What a slutty pussy do we have here huh? I didn’t even touch you yet and here you are dripping like the whore you are….” His words send shivers down your spine.

Letting his finger trail up your body he moved above you. Grabbing him by the neck, you pulled him down for a hungry kiss. Whining into his mouth desperately.

Everything to stay in role you thought to yourself. You didn’t necessarily have to kiss your fellow actors unless in fitted the role you were given and here it wasn’t required.

Without thinking Lloyd kissed you back, the same thought running through his mind.

His hands moved down to your wrists taking them from himself. One of his hands gripped both of your wrists as the other longed for the belt that laid a few inches away from your head. He tied your wrist together having to poke another hole in the belt.

Going back down he was eye to eye with your cunt. His hands gripped your thighs, and he lapped your pussy like a starved man. Moaning loudly, you wiggled against the belt.

You wanted to touch him, grip his hair, and shove his face deeper inside you. His moustache teases your bundle in the best kind of way.

However as much as you loved the way he made you feel, you hated it. You hated him with your guts, but that man knew what he was doing, and you enjoyed it. His tongue circled your hole before diving in. One hand let go of your thigh and joined his tongue.

Two fingers curling inside of you while his tongue played with you bundle of nerves. You squeezed his fingers when they hit your sensitive spot. “Damn such a tight cunt for such a whore. If two of my fingers barley fit, how are you gonna take my fat cock?”

“Oh, but I know a slut like you would do everything for a cock wouldn’t she? A dumb whore who doesn’t know better is only after cock,” he continued.

Slowing down his movements Lloyd admired your torn expression.

He loved that he could see how conflicted you were with him giving you this kind of pleasure and still hating him.

Letting out a high-pitched whine as Lloyd didn’t stop teasing you, you tried rolling your hips for more pleasure. Instead, his hand pushed your hips back down, “little slut…are that desperate? What you wanna come? Want your sir to relieve you?”

Quickly you nodded your head not able to form words. “Words whore.” Lloyd slapped your cunt the moment he didn’t hear any words from you. “Yes, sir I want you to relieve me.”

“What a shame I don’t want to,” he said and stood up. Whining you reached for him with your hips longing for his sinful mouth again. “No, the only way you’re coming today is on my cock because that what a whore like you wants right? The only thing you think about all day is to be a whore for a cock.”

The tip of his dick graced your leaking hole using the juice from as lube. Without warning you he pushed himself inside stretching you out.

His hands rested on either side of your head, “fuck tight as a virgin. How is your cunt still this tight when you’re such a slut.” Groaning he seated himself deeper into your pussy.

“Move, please move sir…” you whimpered. Complying Lloyd moved back and forth, the first few thrusts went slow and then he rutted into you. For better grip he wrapped his right hand around your throat.

With Lloyd destroying your pussy, whispering the dirtiest words in your ear, and hitting all the right spots at the same time you felt the familiar knot building in your stomache.

Clenching your walls together around Lloyd's cock causing a loud moan from his lips to escape. He squeezed your throat in response.

Here you were making the filthiest noises when Lloyd could break everything with the sound of his moan. Never in your life before had you heard a sound that turned you on like this.

“Does the sound of my moan turn you into a little slut? Oh no, wait! You already are a slut!” you wanted to answer him but all that came from you was a blabbering sound.

“Oh, have I fucked you dumb already?” He questions with a mocking pout.

You tried shaking your head as much as you could with Lloyd's hand laced around your throat. “I-I come…sir come I” you stammered around.

The sound of flesh slapping together could be heard around the entire set. “You wanna come? Then work for it whore,” with that he turned you around.

He laid on his back with you sitting on his cock. The sudden change of position and angle making you moan pornograficly.

His cock hit spots that you didn't even know about until now.

Taking a deep breath you began moving your hips in circular motions. “Are you this dumb or do just act like it? Are you a dumb fucking whore? Are you so dumb that you can't even ride me properly?”

His hand went back to your hips moving them up and down while pushing his hips against yours.

The tight grip caused bruises, and the realization got you close to the edge.

“Cum for me little slut, cum for your sir like a whore should.”

You collapsed on Lloyd from the intense orgasm he gave you. You already knew you were going to sleep for hours after this and to be honest you could sleep already.

“Now don't fall asleep on me whore, you still have to make me cum.” He pushed you away from him to stand up.

His erection glistening with your cum, gripping your hair he pulled you to him.

“Open your mouth,” he demanded. Doing so he directly pushed his cock into your mouth. You could taste your own cum mixed with his pfecum, having you pussy thrombin.

Lloyd brutally fucked your throat. For a moment stopped to let you gag on his cock causing tears to spring in your eyes.

“Whores don't get to breathe,” he told you.

You whimpered wanting his cum already. As if he heard your thoughts Lloyd let go and fucked his cum down your throat admiring the bulge he made. A relieved moan coming from his soft lips.

A moment of silence fell between the two of you. Making eye contact felt like another world.

Then Carter's loud ‘cut’ rang through the set. “Amazing!!! You can put the robes back on, shower and leave for the day! Oh, y/n how was it? Would you do it again? Maybe go a bit more into bdsm this time?”

You looked at him with a tired smile as you put the robe back on. “Yeah sure! However I would start slowly if that's okay?”

Carter waved you off, “of course that's okay! I gotta see…we could start with Fowler…” before he could finish you interrupted him. “We don't have to do it right now! Just schedule something with Bunny and text me.” You told him and walked away for a needed shower.

Lloyd watched you take off, “you give her to anyone but me and I will have you fired,” he whispered to Carter.

Speechless he watched Lloyd walk away wearing a satisfied smirk.

[sstan-hoe]

𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒓 𝑵𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑪𝒊𝒕𝒚

𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 — lloyd hansen x fem!reader

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 — he loved you that night, you didn’t want that night to end but it had to after all he was your mission and you had to finish it…right?

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 — SMUT, minors dni, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, dom!lloyd hansen, cream pie, nipple play, dirty talk, degrading kink, light choking and kinda cum eating if you squint

𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 — okay, okay, first time writing lloyd hansen and it is smut which we know I suck at but people seem to like it. this one is over 3k words and idk if I made a good lloyd or not, @georgiapeach30513 you judge haha, reblog and comment! follow @sstanhoe-updates to get notifications everytime I post!!!! and I feel like all of my fics can have part twos but I never do them so who cares

There he was sitting at the bar wearing a light blue almost white cashmere polo shirt, it had a diamond shaped pattern. The collar and buttons were a beautiful navy blue which reached through all the diamonds.

In his right hand a glass of scotch and his pinkie was adorned by a silver ring while his left wrist held a simple yet expensive watch. The man wore simple black trousers that fitted perfectly with his top.

The hair was combed back with enough gel to make it look natural and his was almost shaved clean except the moustache under his nose. It wasn’t for everyone, but it suited him.

All in all, he looked classy yet extravagant.

That man is Lloyd Hansen one of the deadliest – if not the most – assassin the world has ever seen.

But that brought him a lot of enemies that wanted him dead including your boss.

‘Hansen is a man, and a man can’t resist a pretty little thing like you, seduce him then kill him’, those were the exact words your boss said to you.

You wanted to improve his words. Even though he was a man he was still dangerous and could probably – definitely – kill you with his dick still in your vagina.

Taking a deep breath, you strode towards the bar with confidence.

“One Sex on the Beach please,” a smirk sneaked on Lloyd’s lips as heard your voice.

He saw you before you even saw him. Outside the bar wearing a black bodycon dress that hugged your figure perfectly and pushed up your breasts along with black Louboutin with their signature red sole.

Your wrist was embellished my a silver bracelet that matched you necklace and hoop earrings with the intention of looking elegant which you accomplished.

Unlike him though you only dressed like this for tonight and Lloyd knew that.

The assassin also knew that your boss set you up to kill him and he had to admit you weren’t bad at your job and tonight he wanted to find out how good.

By far Lloyd learned that you were able to hack his system – which he realized though and gave you false information – and trace him. Well, he wanted you to but still didn’t make it easy for you.

The only thing missing was your combat and will to kill, but he would find out soon.

“Is anyone sitting here?” you questioned him with a smile. “The seat is all yours,” he answered politely with a hint of dryness.

Not letting it phase you, you half turned to him and put your arms in front of you pushing up your cleavage.

“Why is a handsome man like you sitting all alone here?” his face turned to you after you began speaking. A small smirk sneaked on his lips, “I always thought this was a line men used.”

“Well but it did get your attention, so I guess it works,” you gave him a satisfied look, “however you didn’t answer my question.”

“I’m here for a work trip sunshine…now what drove you here?” a pet name was already a good direction.

“Loneliness…my boy- ex-boyfriend cheated on me with one of his co-worker’s and I caught him in the act,” you lied swirling the liquid in you glass around. To make the story more believable you let out a hurt sigh.

“But I guess it’s my fault. When we had sex, I couldn’t even have an orgasm and I wasn’t really present the last few month, I was too busy with work.”

Okay that wasn’t even a complete lie, you were busy with work and because of that you didn’t have time to do it yourself and your actual ex-boyfriend couldn’t make you come which to be honest was part of the reason you left him.

A chuckle came from Lloyd’s side as he listened to you. “Sunshine, I don’t think it was your fault you couldn’t get an orgasm and that ex of yours could’ve just done it himself.”

“Are you sure? There nothing wrong with me?” you looked up at him through your lashes.

This may be a cheap move, but you could really use an orgasm and that man next to you looked like a god.

Maybe you could kill him after you had your orgasm…that would prevent you from possibly having to give him head and getting his cum all over your face. You hated it when your ex-boyfriend would force you onto your knees to cover your face with his seed.

“No, sunshine and I can convince you from the oppisite,” he held out his hand while he spoke, “I got this big empty suit, and I could use some company.”

“Oh, with pleasure.” Lloyd gently pulled you up from your seat and led you to the elevator.

His right hand travelled down the small of your back around your waist pulling you against him. You giggled at his action although you didn’t know if that was in character or you.

The moment you stepped inside that elevator your back was pressed against the wall.

Llyod’s pressed his lips on yours without hesitation you kissed him back. Your lips glided over each other smoothly, his felt soft and warm.

His hands went down to your thighs and in one go he lifted you up causing you to gasp which gave Lloyd the chance to slide his tounge inside your mouth. Your hands grasped his shoulders for support.

The sound of the elevator didn’t stop the two of you instead Lloyd deepened the kiss.

You really thought that man couldn’t get any hotter and then he carried you effortlessly to his room.

He set you down gently and let his hands trail up your body coming to a halt on your neck. Lloyd slowed the kiss down ending it with a teasing bite on your lip. “Let’s get down to business sunshine,” he whispered against your lips.

You felt hot and the kiss left you wanting more. Never in your life have you been kissed like that, it made you feel special.

In a swift motion Lloyd had you in the room on the king-sized bed which was oh so comfortable.

Laying back you propped yourself on the elbows. Wanting to kick your heels of the assassin stopped you, “nah sunshine those stay on.”

Instead, you angled your legs and spread them apart revealing your naked cunt.

“Sunshine what a bad girl you are…” Lloyd shook his head before getting on his knees in front of the bed. He took your ankles to dragging you to the edge licking his lips.

You felt his hands move back to your thighs, they were so big and rough yet so gently and soft at the same time. With his hands Lloyd pushed the fabric of your dress up to get a better look at your pussy.

Then his hands on your thighs tightened, blunt nails dug into your flesh. The man lifted his head, “look at me.” You looked deep into his beautiful blue eyes and then…he kissed down to your pulsing vagina.

He kissed the bud of your core receiving a whine from you, “please.”

Lloyd did nothing but giving you pouty lips mocking you. He enjoyed the fact that he had you needy for him in a matter of minutes.

With his hands holding your thighs in place you didn’t have much room to move, but one thing you could do. You closed your knees around Lloyd’s head keeping him right in front of your heat.

You looked him deep in the eyes tightening your knees behind his head.

“You’re an eager one huh. You want it sunshine?” he sucked the inside of your thigh intending to leave a hickey, “then beg for it slut.”

The feeling of his wet, warm tounge smoothing your skin made a quite moan leave your lips.

“Please, please eat my pussy, pretty please?” you looked at him with pleading eyes. Lloyd licked his lips as he stared at you hungrily. His eyes left yours and went to your dripping core, “is that all for me? wet like bitch in heat.”

His moustache grazed over your bundle of nerves, the sensation made your legs twitch.

Only a second later he latched onto your pussy, tounge diving into your leaking hole, licking, moving up and down. You let a pornographic moan go as Lloyd nudged your clit with his sinful tounge.

His right hand left your thigh and sneaked around to your core, two of his finger entered you without warning while his tounge kept devouring your clit.

Lloyd curled, moved his fingers inside of you hitting that spot and together his actions made you feel pure euphoria. “You’re already so tight around my fingers sunshine…imagine how you feel wrapped around my big fat cock.”

At his words you squeezed your pussy together causing Lloyd to groan, “I will make you come harder than you ever did before and then, then imma fuck you till you can’t walk sunshine on every surface in this room like the little slut you are.”

That god’s forsaken man dirty mouth, “oh sunshine you can barley take my fingers…how will you be able to take my cock?”

You cried out in pleasure, “fuck Lloyd!” His voice turned you and worked you closer to your release. “Say my name – louder,” the assassin loved the way you called for him. Your mouth opened but only a pathetic came past as a knot was forming your stomache ready to explode.

His movements slowed and he lifted his head catching your eyes, “I know you’re close sunshine, but until you do as I say you won’t come…”

Lloyd pumped his fingers at a torturous pace keeping on the edge of your orgasm.

“Lloyd!” you screamed as loud as possible which to be honest wasn’t very loud. “Sunshine…I get this icky feeling that there is something missing,” he said acting as if he was thinking.

Once again, he curled his fingers inside you hitting the spot. It gave the knot another nudge but not enough to tip off. “Lloyd, please let me cum…please, please!” A satisfied grin spread across his lips.

“Cum, cum for me pretty sunshine,” he picked up his pace adding his sinful tounge again. Your walls clutched his fingers, thighs shaking violently and the knot in your stomache exploded, breath knocked out of you lungs, “Lloyd!” You eyes rolled in the back of your head while Lloyd fingered you through your orgasm.

You were out of breath as you came down from your high, your thoughts were all over the place.

But as Lloyd hands left your heat and felt your thighs up it hit you like a truck. The mission, you had to kill the man who just gave you the most powerful orgasm you ever had. Now or never, you thought.

Your legs were already in the right place however you closed them around his head as hard as you could now. With momentum you pushed Lloyd over.

The fact that his moustache landed right on your sensitive clit caused a moan from you.

“Oh god,” you whispered to yourself. You got what you wanted now on to kill him. “little slut is still so eager for my mouth?” His face was covered with your pussy giving him no real chance to see what you were doing.

You pulled a knife from your bra wanting to stab him in the arm first that would cause a distraction and then you could aim for the chest.

Lifting your arm, you stabbed into his arm or at least you thought. Lloyd was quick enough to catch your wrist with his other hand right before you could hit him.

In a swift motion he turned the tables back around. The knife fell from your hand in shock as he pinned you back down. Your eyes widen while he only looked at with a smirk and something that you couldn’t quite make out.

“Really sunshine? You just used me for an orgasm?” that bastard was mocking you and then he whispered your name, “I expected better from you.”

A short hint of fright passed through your expression, “what? Did you really think you could kill me this easily? Sunshine, I did my research and just a tip your first mistake was calling me by my name cuz I never gave you mine…”

You wanted to smack yourself for that small but fatal mistake. You were so lost in the moment that you forgot what was happening.

“I’ve seen you fight, seen what you can do.” You put on a glare at his words, “what are you trying to do?” “Well, you own me an orgasm.”

He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants pulling out his cock. Your eyes skipped down to his hard member, he was thick and at least 6 and a half inch long. Veiny and rock hard. “You know I gotta admit I was already hard for you when you walked in that bar but trying to kill me? That just made me harder.”

“Then I hope you like this,” you said before lifting your knee and pushing it in his ass.

His body fell over your while he tried to catch himself, he let go of your wrists. You rolled him over once again however this time there was no bed anymore causing both you to fall to the ground.

Quickly you tried to stand up, that was when a gun catched your eyes on the nightstand. You were almost standing when Lloyd grabbed your waist pulling you back down right on his cock. Both of you groaned at the feeling. You squeezed him, he filled you perfectly.

“God, you’re so tight sunshine.” His head fell back on the ground as he bucked his hips up.

You hated and loved how good he felt inside of you. Lloyd gripped your hips moving you with his rhythm. You needed more now moving up and down his cock by yourself.

“Let’s find out how much you can take,” Lloyd said flipping you over, your back hit the ground and his cock hit deep inside you at the new position. Moaning you put your hands on his shoulders, “take it off, take that fucking polo off.”

With a grin he let go of you and pulled his polo over his head revealing his naked chest.

Your mouth watered at the sight of his perfectly sculpted chest, he looked like I god. You fingers traced over his toned chest, “you’re beautiful,” you whispered.

Lloyd’s grin turned into a smirk only then you realized what you just said.

You hand clasped over your mouth in regret. The man over you shook his head taking your hand and interlacing his fingers with yours, “believe me if I didn’t think you were the most beautiful woman, I’d ever seen you wouldn’t be under me and alive.”

For anyone else this might have sounded sick, but you grabbed his neck pulling him into a searing kiss. He gently bit your lip making you open your mouth, Lloyd turned the kiss from passionate to dirty as he gave you an open-mouthed kiss.

Then you squeezed his cock with your walls at the feeling, he growled and began pounding in your pussy with all his strength.

Lloyd felt the need to play with something, so he took his hand from yours to rip your dress open as the other one was occupied holding himself over you.

You didn’t care you only wanted him.

You cried out, gasping, moaning into his mouth. Arms holding onto his should leaving red scratch mark. “I love the sounds you make when I fuck you,” he muttered.

Everytime, he snapped his hips against yours you could make out slap sounds from his balls hitting your ass, “look at me, be a good girl and look at me.” You looked up, you saw his tensed face that lead you to believe he was about to come.

His hand kneaded your breast, thumb circling your hardened nipple but without giving you time to prepare – not that you ever could – he put his head down latching on to your nipple. His tounge felt cold stimulating your nipple.

Your hand travelled from his shoulder into his hair pulling hard on the light brown hair as he bit down on your nipple.

“Milk me dry sunshine, come on…” closing your walls around him once again you arched your back.

“You love this, don’t you? You love it when I degrade you. Let me hear how much you love it.” Your moans grew louder and louder, “cum for me you little slut and then you’re gonna milk me and take every drop I give you!”

The familiar knot that formed in your stomache snapped with a loud shout of Lloyd’s name, throwing your head back as your thoughts were consumed by the blissful feeling in your veins.

You squeezed around him while pulling at his hair, scratching his scalp with your nails, you felt his cock twitch in your cunt and then he filled you with his seed.

Lloyd continued fucking you, “yes fill me up, please Lloyd.”

He let go with a groan, there hand that previously played with your breast moved to your throat pressing slightly down.

As told, you milked every drop of him. Slowly he withdrew himself from your hole. His cock was covered in a mixture of his and your come. With a grin he watched his come leak from your hole before pushing it back in, “We can't let anything go to waste now can we?”

He pulled his fingers back out, they were now too covered in cum. Lloyd lifted them to his mouth, licking them clean, making a delighted noise.

“We taste amazing sunshine, wanna try?” You nodded weakly, he dipped down to kiss you.

You could taste the light salty note on his tongue as she thought with yours over dominance.

“We really do taste amazing,” you giggled after pulling apart, still in the post-sex bliss.

Lloyd removed himself from above you, not thinking you tried to stand up but your knees buckled almost in. The assassin teasingly shook his head and picked you up in bridal style, “told you I'd fuck you until you can't walk.”

He laid you down on the king-sized bed which you realized was very comfortable. You watched him walk to the bathroom to get a wet cloth.

Coming back he was only in his boxers, cock tucked back in.

Gently cleaned you up, sometimes your thigh would twitch when he touched your sensitive skin. After he was finished he helped you out of your dress and stripped off your shoes before laying down next to you and pulling the comforter on top.

You wrapped your arm around his middle, and laid your head on his chest while he put his arm around your shoulders to pull you close.

“I still have to kill you, you know,” you mumbled with closed eyes.

Lloyd chuckled in return, “you could try or come and work for me.” Confused, you opened your eyes looking up at him.

“I have to kill you, I can't work for you.”

“Killing me the first time didn't work, there are no second chances,” he shrugged, although he would probably give you as many chances as you need.

Playfully you hit his chest, “you try killing someone after you just had an orgasm.” “I could kill you right now…”

For once it was your turn to smirk, “no, no you can't, if you wanted you would have already done it.” Your fingers traced patterns over his chest.

“That's quite an assumption there, sunshine.”

“If you really did your research you would know I'm a good judge of character,” you smiled to yourself as you felt Lloyd caress your back. “Well then I guess you just have to trust me not kill you in your sleep or…”

“Or I work for you? I can't, my boss would have my head.”

“If you work for me then no one and I mean no one will hurt you.”

You cocked a brow, “not even you? I don't know anything about you besides what I got from files or other people. What is this for you?”

At the beginning of the night Lloyd had two ways this would go; fuck you and kill you or fuck you and make you work for him. But questions like this were in neither of them an option.

“You’re a great addition for my team and the best fuck I had in years, I may haven't really seen you in action besides on tape. I mean come on were you already so fucked out that–,” Lloyd couldn't finish that sentence as he got hit by you on his shoulder.

“Ouch, what I'm saying is. I wanna see where this goes,” he fake pouted and gently took you chin between his fingers, “why is your face so small?” he suddenly asked.

“Shut it Donkey Kong, I will work for you now sleep,” a last chuckle came from Lloyd before you completely drifted off.

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[sstan-hoe]

𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑴𝒆 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓

𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 — lloyd hansen x fem!reader

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒚 — this piece is actually based on some real events, some happened in my life like the parents stuff and others are just lloyd comforting you

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 — the reader has a mental illness which in this case could be a form of depression, anxiety or paranoia or more and both [I can't tell you which exactly because I was never at a doctor to confirm being mentally ill which is why I sometimes doubt it but then again the signs are there], then there are talks about parents fighting – they're not divorced

𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 — primarily this fic is for myself but then again it's also for everyone who wishes that they had someone in their life to turn to, who just comforted them and not with words with actions. Too many times I've heard my friend give advice about my parents when all I needed was a listener and a big hug. follow @sstanhoe-updates to get notifications everytime I post!!!!, don't forget to like, comment and reblog!

The rain was bucketing down cloudy sky that bathed the city in a dark theme making it look dull and grey like it was lifeless, the few people who walked through only confirming it.

Tears streamed down your face matching the intense rain while your umbrella tried shielding you from getting damp. Your shoes were already soaked from stepping into the paddles.

You heard something fall down behind you causing you to rapidly turn around in fear. All you found was a dog who knocked over a trash can. Taking a deep breath, you continued walking. Only a few minutes an uneasy feeling sneaked up as a man with grey almost white hair and a garibaldi beard made eye contact with you.

He stood a few feet away from you, he was tall, and his clothes were drenched because of the heavy rain. The man glared at you and then began walking.

The uneasy feeling turned back into fear, you started walking faster rounding a corner. You squeaked in fear as you saw to other men standing there in an entry of a shop hiding from the rain. They looked at you confused, you muttered a ‘sorry’ before turning around once again to see the grey-haired man gone.

You shook your head at your own actions. Everytime you were out alone this would happen, you walked at a fast pace to avoid everyone and the moment you walked past someone your heartbeat would pick up.

Finally, you reached the apartment that you shared with Lloyd.

You sniffled as you searched for the key in your purse, right when you heard the jiggle of your keys the door opened.

There stood Lloyd who had a smile on his face which faded the moment he saw the tears streaming down your face. Without hesitation he pulled you into his arms, the umbrella fell to the floor as you wrapped your arms around his waist.

The tears only became more and didn’t seem to stop. Lloyd scooped you up in his arms, your arms snaked around his neck and legs around his waist.

He held you on your thighs and stepped back inside the apartment kicking the door close with his foot. Lloyd walked to bedroom, sitting you down he removed your shoes and other wet clothes.

After he took your clothes to the bathroom, he came back with one of his shirts.

Lloyd slipped the shirt over your head and kneeled down in the process. He cupped your cheek and wiped your tears away with his thumbs.

Your eyes drifted to his grey polo shirt, the one with the oval shaped pattern…his favourite had wet stains from your tears. “I destroyed your shirt…” you whispered with regret.

He shook his head with a smile, “nothing that a quick wash can’t handle.”

“Now sunshine tell me what happened…” Lloyd pulled his polo over his head and threw it in the laundry basket. Then he sat down next to you, laying his back against the pillows. He patted his thigh inviting you to sit on his lap.

You climbed on his lap and laid down against his chest wrapping your arms around him. Closing your eyes, you snuggled deeper into him enjoying the warmth is body.

“I was at my parents’ house, and they didn’t know I was there…. They were fighting, I knew they had this rough patch when that woman came into their lives, and they fought day and night. I thought it stopped after they weren’t spending so much time with her anymore, but their relationship got worse.”

Lloyd knew about the woman. She was a friend of your parents, and she always asked your father for help, and he did what she asked. Your mother got jealous, spoke with your father but he didn’t see anything wrong and that caused fight after fight.

With time they stopped spending time with her, and it only came occasionally and not every day of the week. Then the trip to Poland accrued and your father went swimming with her which he never did with your mother.

The woman had a husband of her own and children. You knew your father would never do anything but that didn’t stop how your mother felt.

A year later it stopped – or so you thought.

“My mother told him that he wasn’t doing anything to change their relationship for the better. She said he acted cold to which he responsed ‘maybe I’m just acting like you treat me’.  They went back and forth until she mentioned his co-worker who he befriended, she told him that he didn’t need to befriend every single person he met.”

Lloyd caressed your back as tears threatened to leave your eyes. He felt deeply sorry for you, he himself hadn’t had the best childhood either but he believed it was better if the parents got a divorce instead of fighting every day and having an unhappy marriage.

“I met the girl, and she is younger than him, has a boyfriend and is a really nice person. My mother has nothing to worry about, but I know it’s not that easy.”

Your boyfriend looked down at you with concern in his eyes, his other hand trailed up to your hair. When you were sad, he would hold your head, it gave you comfort and made you feel safe.

“I should have realized it way before that she wasn’t happy. My father was almost never there and when he was then he didn’t spend time with my brother or me. When I told him something he didn’t care enough to remember or when I was really excited about something and the only thing, he did with my brother was yelling at him.”

“Oh, sunshine I’m so sorry.” He felt your tears drip down on his naked chest as you hugged him closer.

“That one time I was in my room writing on my book and as if I hadn’t told him countless times what I was doing, he was surprised and all ‘you write a book?’ and he asked my mother if she knew of course she said yes but…. Why does it still affect me? I’m an adult for god’s sake.”

“Sunshine no don’t think that. You may be an adult however that doesn’t mean you aren’t allowed to feel like this and after what happened all those years ago, you’re scared.”

Lloyd lifted your chin and brought his lips to yours giving you an encouraging kiss. He could taste the slight saltiness of your tears on your soft lips.

“I’m scared to go there again, what if they fight again?” you sniffled as you broke the kiss.

“Then I will be there with you, it’s you and me forever sunshine.”

God you loved that man with every vein in your body. You could always count on him.

“However I don't think that was the only reason for those tears was it?” he knew you too good, you couldn’t keep anything a secret from though you didn't need to.

“My paranoia got worse today, when I was walking home” Lloyd's eyed showed a hint of guilt, he was supposed to pick you up.

You told him about your problem after six months of dating and he promised you that if he could he would accompany you or drive you. At the beginning it wasn't so bad but over the years it got worse and he tried everything to help you.

Today he promised you he would pick you up. The way to your parents took a while hence why he said he'd do it.

If it were only a five minute walk you would have tried to go alone.

But because you left earlier than expected Lloyd didn't pick you up. In your shock, sadness you forgot to call Lloyd or well you weren't able to so you walked.

“Sunshine, I promised you that if I could I will take you. Why didn't you call?” He gently asked knowing the topic was a bit sensitive. “I didn't want to be a burden and I know it's dumb but I guess it is the anxiety...”

“Hey, don't talk yourself down. It's not dumb it's normal and you know I would have been there without hesitation.”

“Maybe you should sleep now, relax...you had an eventful day,” he added tracing patterns on you back lulling you to sleep.

You could stay like this forever, it was you and him.