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callmeshakespurr · 4 years ago

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Hey, if you're requests are open could you do a Rick Flag × Male Villian Reader (fluff) idk something cute where Rick Flag ends up falling in love with Male Reader, and the feeling is mutual. Idk you can fo what you want with it. ❤

Rick Flag x Male Reader

Requested: yes

Category: fluff, just a little bit of angst

Warnings: slight torture (?), i mention a knife like,, once

Note: I haven’t watched Suicide Squad in some time, so this could’ve turned out just the tiniest bit yandere, I hope you don’t mind! Also- I kinda struggled with this cause its my first time writing an actual one shot, but I hope you enjoyed it anyways (:

Tysm for requesting, hope you enjoy it <3

“Where is he?”, Amanda Waller called out as she walked down the hallway, towards the high security room you were currently kept in — Colonal Richard ‘Rick’ Flag not far behind her.

Her call grabbed the attention of the two guards, who stood in front of your cell.

“Is he in there?”, Amanda asked again, approaching the door with fast steps. One of the guards nodded and opened the thick metal door to let the director and the colonel in.

Amanda Waller had tried to get her hands on you for almost five years now, after you first made an apperiance in a club, killing two people. After that, several assassinations followed. Nobody knew who you exactly were, what you looked like, who you worked for; you were like a shadow — what people then came to call you, Shadow.

The major reason of why nobody could get a hold of you even in the slightest bit, was because you always vanished before anybody could even spot you.

After two years of not being able to catch you, the police gave up on further investigation in your cases. Amanda didn’t break so easily though. She wanted you in one of those cells she kept so many freaks in already, and she wasn’t going to give up until she had you sitting behind one of those metal doors, unable to escape her.

After all these years of going after you, she did manage to find out two major things about you. Why you always managed to escape without anyone catching a glimpse of you, and what your weakness was.

All these things led to the present situation.

You sat in a dark room, the only light source being a small lamp, dangling from the ceiling. Your ankles were tightly cuffed to the chair you were sitting on, on your wrists and neck you felt something cold and heavy, which seemed to send small electric shocks through your body every few seconds.

You weren’t sure where you exactly were, since you passed out before they got you. Hell, you didn’t even know who ‘they’ were.

You closed your eyes, trying to concentrate on your thoughts, which was not as easy as you hoped it would be. To say that you were in pain was an understatement. The electricity flowing through your body kept you from thinking straight, and send a wave of pure pain through your limbs with every shock you got.

A female voice ripped you from your trance, and you slowly opened your eyes again, head still hanging low. You knew that voice and you knew that you didn’t stand a chance anymore.

“Your powers won’t work anymore, unless i allow you to use them, so don’t even try.”, that voice belonged to none other than Amanda Waller, probably the only person on this planet you actually feared. You were never scared of what her minions could do to you, no. You were scared of what she could do to you if she ever managed to get you — which almost happened on several occasions.

You clenched your fists, trying to ignore the pain that came over you again, as you frantically tried to somehow sort your thoughts and find a way out of this, but nothing seemed to work. There was no way out of this. There was no escaping this. The feeling of helplessness washed over you, a feeling you didn’t like at all.

“You’re Y/N L/N, you’re a teleporter, thats how you managed to always vanish before the police got to the crime scene”, Amanda spoke, watching you as you sat there on the chair, staring at the ground, unable to move a single muscle. “It took me some time, but i managed to figure out how to block your powers”, she continued, taking slow steps towards you “Teleporters are extremely sensitive to electricity, some mightve even already died due to the constant pain if they were in your place.” She stopped right in front of you, looking down at your slumped figure, the only thing restraining you from falling over being the thick metallic handcuffs that kept your hands tied behind the chair.

Amanda grabbed your chin, forcing you to look up at her. Your sight was blurry and it cost you a lot of strength to even keep your eyes open, but you did manage to make out the silhouette of a rather tall person standing at the entrance of the cell, watching the whole scene, before your focus was back on the woman in front of you. “You’re actually a very pretty boy, Y/N, and very smart too, it’s a shame that you decided to end up like this.”, she said, before letting your face go. “Rick, take him to get the injection, then get his things and introduce him to the team. After that, you can take him to his provided cell.”

The man standing at the door — Rick, you assumed — made his way towards you, as Waller left the room, leaving you to the colonel.

Rick helped you out of the cuffs, that kept you strapped to the chair. Looking at you, he almost felt bad, you looked so drained and helpless. He had never exactly agreed with anything Amanda Waller did, but seeing what just a few hours under her control did with you was another level of not agreeing with something she did.

“Can you stand?”, the colonel asked and you nodded, slowly rising from the chair. Your legs wobbled beneath your weight and you instinctively grabbed onto whats next to you, which just so happened to be Ricks Arm.

After making sure you had gathered enough strength, he began to walk with you towards the door.

time skip

It’s been a little over a week now since they’ve brought you here — you think. Every day was the same. Sitting on the cold floor of your cell, staring at the camera in the corner of your ceiling, some guard bringing you food, you not eating it, some guard taking it away again and reporting everything to someone, more staring at the camera, someone bringing you food again, you not eating it again, the guard taking it away again and reporting everything, all over again, everyday.

The only slightest bit good and entertaining thing was the colonel — Rick Flag, as you learned was his name — checking up on you every now and then when he didn’t have anything better to do. You didn’t quite understand why Rick was making efforts to look after you, just for you to not answer his questions anyways, but you appreciated it. It made everything a little more bearable.

Of course, you were one of the bad guys, but that doesn’t mean you didn’t have a life outside of assassinations.

When you weren’t working for other bad guys, you loved to just sit in your apartment and read, you loved to go onto high buildings and watch over the city. You dreamed of leaving everything behind and exploring the world someday. You worked at your favourite coffee shop, hell you even had a cat. The thought of your only friend being probably already dead or suffering made you sad, but what could you do about it?

Sometimes, you wish you hadn’t picked the path you were on, but looking back at the time you chose to work for the bad guys, you didn’t really have a choice.

Your train of thoughts was interrupted, when you heard the door to your cell open. Hoping it would be Rick, you looked up, your eyes only half open from the lack of strength you had. What you did not expect was to see Amanda Waller standing in front of you, Rick Flag behind her.

“Stand up”, the woman demanded. You listened, as it was of no use to resist her orders. You slowly got up on your feet, which didn’t last long, since you almost immediately fell over, landing painfully hard on your knees. To your suprise, Rick immediately rushed to your side, helping you stand up again.

“I don’t need him on missions like this”, Waller spoke as she watched you lean onto Rick for support. “Take him to the base, the council and I will be waiting there in the meeting room for him.” With that, Waller left again.

The way to the car wasn’t long, but with you almost not being able to stand on you own, let alone walk on your own, it took a little longer, which only fueled your anxiety. The ride to the base was even worse though, since nobody talked and you had five guards sitting around you.

Finally arriving at the door of the meeting room, which was located in the base, the two guards standing in front of it immediately opened the door as soon as they saw the colonel.

The room was quiet at an instance, when you stepped a food inside, Rick following very close behind you — just in case something should happen.

Amanda Waller stood in front of a group of suit wearing men who all sat at one big round table, most likely discussing something. She gestured you to come next to her, to which you complied.

“And who is this now, Director Waller? A new addition to your group of- freaks?”, asked one of the men as he looked you up and down, probably doubting that someone like you could be much of an good asset.

“This, Gentlemen,”, she grabbed your arm and moved you a little forward, making you almost tumble “is Y/N L/N or ‘Shadow’, he was an assassin for almost five years now, working for several other bad guys. Nobody got a hold of him till now due to his teleporting ability. He has over a hundred confirmed kills and not once did anyone ever get near him. I’m using these electric cuffs”, she grabbed your arm again and lifted it up to present the metal cuff, which was secured around your arm “to block his powers, which means he cannot teleport, as long as the electric shocks are on full power. As soon as I turn down the power a little, he can use his power, it is more draining and limited to a certain radius, but it works. I have him under full control and I want him on the team.” Murmurs broke out between the people in the room, as soon as she finished.

“I’m sorry, director, but do you really think it’s a good idea to put another- another misfit on that team? They’re bad guys and will always stay bad guys, and their freaky abilities make them even more dangerous.”, one of the men in suits spoke.

“As I said, I have him under full control, gentlemen. Let me demonstrate.”, Amanda spoke, turning to you, as the people sitting at the table sat back.

Waller took out some kind of remote and tapped on something. First your body tensed due to all the stress and pain you were under at the moment, but as soon as Amanda tapped on the remote, the electric shocks suddenly weren’t as intense as they were before, and your whole body relaxed, your eyes almost watering due to the wave of relief washing over you.

Rick was more than tense while watched the whole situation, only realizing in how much pain you actually were when Waller turned down the intensity of the electric shocks emmitting from the metallic cuffs you were wearing.

Waller looked you in the eyes with a serious expression on her face. “You disobey, you die, got that?” And suddenly you remembered the injection they gave you, when they first brought you here.

Seeing you had no other choice than obeying her, you simply gave her a small nod and looked around the room, taking in every detail. You looked at the small table in front of you, spotting a sharp knife, which you figured was put there by Amanda specifically for you in this exact situation.

With fast movements, you grabbed the knife and teleported to the other side of the room, holding the knife to one of the mens throat. Everyone in the room stiffened even more, and you heard at least three guns clicking.

Looking up, your eyes met Rick’s, before you looked over to Waller, who was already fixated on you. You slowly pressed the knife more against the man’s throat, wanting to see what Waller was going to do. The next electric shock came and you almost yelled out in pain, letting the knife fall, teleporting back to Waller and falling to your knees, clutching the metal around your neck.

Rick wanted to rush to help you, but was quickly held back by Amanda, gesturing him to wait.

“As you can see, I can control his powers however i want to, and should he disobey in any way, or should his powers bolt”, she tilted your head with her finger, than pressed onto the spot on your neck where they injected you, “he dies.”

Still staring at the ground, you swallowed harshly. You’ve never wanted to go back in time and undo all the bad things that happened so badly like in this specific moment. Maybe if you’re parents hadn’t ever found about your ability, you would still be at home, with your family, not here, being tortured by some government lady who wanted to use you as a weapon.

“There’s one more thing. I don’t need him on any mission in this shape. He needs to recover, quickly, and while doing so, I want him under Rick Flags complete supervision. It might cost a little more effort, but think about of how much use he will be for us”, Amanda said, a mischievous expression crossing her face for a few seconds, that going unnoticed by you and pretty much everyone else in the room.

time skip

Three whole months had passed. You’ve been staying with Rick ever since Amanda Waller announced that he had to fully supervise you.

The time you spent with Rick made you feel as if everything wasn’t so bad after all. Occasional talking here and there, Rick cooking something for the both of you every now and then, you almost felt normal again — weren’t there the electric cuffs reminding you of what was real every few minutes.

Over the past three months, your sleep only got worse. You got used to the constant pain by now, but the electricity didn’t only affect you physically, it also messed up your thoughts like hell. Sometimes you didn’t know where up and down was anymore, everything was all over the place inside your mind.

That was also the reason, you were up right now, in the middle of the night, sitting at the big window in your bedroom, looking over the city. You hugged your knees tightly to your chest, and rested you chin on them, letting a few tears slip. You hadn’t cried in a long time, but you were just so exhausted. You were never this close to giving up than right now. Nothing seemed to ever be okay again, you couldn’t do anything but accept your fate.

Being to entangled in your own thoughts, you didn’t hear your bedroom door open.

It didn’t take Rick a long time to spot you in your place at the window. He just came home from a mission that Amanda Waller had wanted you on, but Rick insisted on giving you a little more time to deal with everything.

The tall man closed the door as quietly as he could behind him, which seemed to not be quiet enough, since you jumped slightly at the noise, quickly standing up and turning around. Rick gave you an apologetic look, before slowly walking towards you, “I’m sorry, I should’ve knocked, I just wanted to check up on you and see if you’re alright-“ “It’s fine, I’m fine”, you interrupted him, wiping your tears quickly, taking a deep breath.

Rick frowned, he had never seen you cry before. He cared too much for you and he knew it, he just couldn’t help himself. Stopping in front of you, he looked down at you, only for his eyes to meet yours. For a moment, you both got lost in each others eyes, before you ripped your gaze away, looking to the side.

“Do you want anything else from me?”, you asked shakily, getting a little nervous with his burning stare on you.

“I actually do, yes-“, he hesitated for a moment. You looked up at him with a questioning expression. “Close your eyes”, you complied, closing your eyes slightly, one hand moving to hold onto Rick’s shirt so you didn’t lose your balance. You felt him lean down slightly, till you could fell his warm breath on your cheek. You surpressed a shiver, as he carefully tilted your head.

Now, you didn’t really know what to expect; you and Rick had gotten closer but you weren’t sure, if there were actual romantic feelings, or if he just pitied you, so a kiss wasn’t exactly what you expected. But you definitely would’ve expected it more than what happened next.

A small ‘click’ echoed through the dark room, the next thing you knew was, that all the pain suddenly disappeared. Your eyes watered when you felt Rick’s fingers carefully removing the heavy metallic cuffs around your wrists and neco, pure relief washing over you. Your leaned your body onto Rick’s, unable to support your own weight for a few moments.

When you had finally gained control over your own body again, you moved back a few centimetres and looked up to Rick, who met your confused eyes. “I couldn’t bear to see you in so much pain any longer, so I triedmy best to convince her and I’d say I’m lucky that she trusts me with you.”, the colonel smiled a little, raising a hand to softly carress your cheek. Your eyes widened. He quickly removed his hand again and apologized, “I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me.”

Rick took a step back, still being careful so you didn’t lose balance again, “I should go, and you should sleep, you need to be well rested and-“

You were fast to interrupt him by taking a quick step towards him, getting a little on your tiptoes, before pressing a small kiss to Rick’s lips. You carefully looked him in the eyes again, “I don’t know either, but it just felt like the right thing to do.”

It took the man a few seconds to process what just happened, but when he did, he was quick to kiss you again, his soft lips over yours, moving slowly, as you kissed back. He put his hands on your waist, while you locked yours behind his neck. You kissed for a few moments, before the both of you had to breathe again. “Thank you”, you whispered against Rick’s lips, before receiving another small peck. “Sleep with me tonight?”, he asked quietly, getting lost in your eyes again. You gave him a small nod, allowing him to pick you up and carry you to his room, both of you smiling as you fell onto the mattress.

#suicide squad #rick flag #y/n #rick flag x male reader #male reader

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gaypiratesandangels · 3 years ago

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Can anyone please write a Rick Flag x Male reader??!!

Please 😭😭😭

#im begging #male reader #rick flag x male reader #rick flag #the suicide squad x male reader

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denim-devil · 3 years ago

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Tired

Rick Flag x Male reader — fluffy Rick flag, cuddling after you’ve both had a tiring day — 514 (words) — @sluttyhusband

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Each week wasn’t any different. You both were adults, had your own job which took most of the days up in your week leading to more hours apart then you initially thought.

Although you had busy weeks in and out, this is what you looked forward to. Coming home and seeing Rick splayed across the couch, a half empty packet of chips next to his head and an opened can of beer.

You smile at the sight, closing the door quietly behind you. You approach the couch, the soft chuckles rumbling from his chest sounding out into the apartment’s lounge.

“Hey mister! I’m home”

You whisper, hot breath fanning across his face only forcing a shudder out of him. His smile grew ten times more at the sight of you alone then the cheesy comedy playing on the illuminated tv.

“Hey”

He mumbles low, planting a kiss on your cheek once you slump into the soft cushions, falling into his side slightly.

You rest against the soft muscle of his chest, looking up into his almond orbs, watching his lips keep that same grin he had moments ago. Truth was, Rick missed you more than he could express, in ways you were grateful for that.

“I love you”

Your voice is subtle, more like a whisper rather than anything else. Rick liked when you whispered, when you're half asleep, half awake, when your long lashes begin to flutter, fighting to keep your eyes open.

His heart fluttered, a sensation so normal around you. You were captivating in all the right ways and Rick could stare at you all day and never get bored.

“I love you too”

His strong arms pull you up into his lap, wrapping around your back to hold you against his chest. The yellow of his childish t-shirt stinging your eyes slightly. You smile, looking at the man you call your other half.

“So handsome…I’ve really missed this” you smile, planting a quick peck to his lips, one of your hands running through his brown mop, messy from the day’s work, much like his clothes, splattered with specks of dirt.

You could tell it had been a tough day by the growing bags underneath his eyes, how his breathing leveled out, calm and low. You peck him on the lips once more before rubbing soft circles into the top of his back between his shoulders, feeling the older man melt into you.

“Missed you too, everyday I woke up and it got worse, I’m just glad to be here…” he trailed off, sighing with pleasure as you allowed him to relax, all Rick needed was you…

You both held onto one another, enjoying the closeness, the heat, it was comforting to know for the both of you that you were home safe, enjoying the company of the other.

The room fell in silence, both of you wrapped around each other comfortable and sleepy.

“Welcome home Rick” you purse your lips before planting a wet on his head. This is what you had been looking forward to ever since he left.

#male reader #x male reader #rick flag #suicide squad #joel kinnaman #fluff

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moregaythanyourealized · 3 years ago

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Abner Krill x Male!Reader

Whispers in the Wall

You didn't deserve to be here. You were framed! It didn't matter, it had been 3 months and they still don't believe you. Your cell was cold, small, and you could hear rats in the vents. As the clock turned to 12:47 you wondered if you'd ever get to sleep with all this noise.

Noise noise noise! Why can't those rats just keep it down with their scuffling, and crying. Wait what? Turning over you listened carefully. Dragging your blanket to the floor with you, you scooted to the wall and knelt down towards the vent,

"Hello?" The crying stopped. You knocked lightly in the cold metal again,

"Um, are you okay? I heard you crying."

"N-no I wasn't!" Oh! He responded. Quiet and soft voice that felt welcoming compared to the other prisoners,

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'd rather not talk about it." Pressing your face close to the vent you tried to see through to the strangers side,

"I'm y/n, what's your name?"

"Abner. I'm Abner." What a strange name, not bad just...unusual. You heard more noises and when you looked into the vent you made eye contact with the saddest brown puppy eyes you'd ever seen. No way this dude committed a crime. He blinked and you both watched as a rat scampered in the wall,

"How king have you been here, y/n?"

"Almost 4 months." The calendar above your bed confirmed it. Red X's crossing each damned day out. You rolled into your back and sighed,

"I'm sorry about waking you up, I'll be quieter next time."

"No it's okay! I was already awake, besides...It's nice to have someone to talk to." For once the prison felt quiet. Dead quiet. Was that weird to say?

"W-would you wanna sit together at lunch tomorrow?" Good, he was still there.

"Sure, how will I know how to find you? I don't know what you look like." He backed up from the vent and left, you could hear him moving around in his cell. Pulling your knees to your chest you waited. Was he scratching at something? A piece of paper was carefully pushed through the slots in the vents, Abner made sure it wouldn't drop. Grabbing the paper you unfolded it and smiled. A silly sketch of himself. Almost cartoony! He had dark hair, sunken eyes and a big necklace?

"Does that work? I know it's not great."

"It's cute, so tomorrow yeah?"

"Yeah, Goodnight Y/n."

"Night."

You shuffled away but stayed on the floor. Ya know, in case he wanted to talk again. You wouldn't mind...

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Morning came the way it always did. With the morning alarm and the doors shifting open. People groaning and trying to keep their heads up. Breakfast, yard work, mission briefing, group therapy, exercise hour,

lunch!

Running to the cafeteria you pushed past people and jumped over others. You may have been too excited because you pushed a scary looking guy. His lunch tray upside down on the floor. He turned and grabbed your jumpsuit, reeling you back,

"What's your rush, little guy?" Jesus christ this dude was tall!

"Just going to the cafeteria, sorry." His grip tightened and people began to circle around you,

"Oh, you're gonna be sorry." He held you up and you braced for the worst. Close your eyes! It won't hurt as bad if you close your eyes!

"Hey!" The crowd turned,

"L-leave him alone." Abner? You wiggled around and made eye contact with your vent buddy. He was more handsome than he gave himself credit for. The drawing did not do him justice. His hair fell in his eyes. Abner stepped up behind you and took you out of the prisoners hands,

"What? You want me to beat up your little boyfriend too?" Hahaha whaaat? Laughing you tried to fan away the fire dousing your face. Was it always this hot in here? Abner was at a loss for words. Luckily, some guards noticed the crowd and separated everyone. You dragged him to a table and sat. He couldn't stop smiling,

"Did you see that? I made that guy run off scared!"

"Uh-huh, sure." You we're still holding hands and you ran your thumb lightly over his knuckles,

"Abner Krill to the Mission Briefing hall." He jumped up and started to sprint away before turning back,

"I'll talk to you tonight!"

#abner krill x reader #abner krill #male!reader #fanfic #the suicide squad #rick flag #harley quinn #david dastmalchian

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beastking-golion · 3 years ago

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does anyone have any rick flag x male reader or am i gonna have to start this train myself?

#rick flag #x reader #male reader #rick flag x reader #the suicide squad #tss rick flag #ive been on the verge of making an x reader blog but i already have so many blogs n im also in college now so hhhhhh

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your-averagewriter · 2 years ago

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Request rules.

I don't write smut but I will write steamy make-out scenes and all that.

I will write fem!character x fem!reader, male!character x fem!reader, male!reader x male!reader. All of it including gender neutral reader.

I also only really write x reader fics.

My Masterlist - What I've already written, I update when I post.

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED DUE TO HAVING LOTS OF REQUESTS!

- Thanks for the requests though! :)

Keep an eye on this as I add more characters as I watch more shows/movies!

People/characters I will write for:

DYSTOPIAN and ACTION:

- Hunger Games - Peeta Mellark, Katniss Everdeen, Haymitch Abernathy, Finnick Odair, Johanna Mason, Annie Cresta, Lucy Gray Baird, Sejanus Plinth.

- Maze Runner - Thomas, Newt, Gally, Minho.

- Kingsman - Harry Hart (Galahad), Gary "Eggsy" Unwin (Galahad), Hamish Mycroft (Merlin), Jack Daniels (Whiskey).

- Zombieland - Tallahassee, Columbus, Wichita.

- Luther - John Luther, Alice Morgan, Justin Ripley.

- Call of Duty - John Price, Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" MacTavish, König, Alejandro Vargas, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, Kim "Horangi" Hong-jin, Valeria Garza, Keegan Russ.

- The Boys - Homelander, Starlight, Soldier Boy, Black Noir, Billy Butcher, Hughie Campbell, The Deep, Queen Maeve, A-Train, Translucent.

- Gen V - Marie Moreau, Emma Meyer, Jordan Li, Andre Anderson, Cate Dunlap, Luke Riordan and Sam Riordan.

- Fallout - Cooper Howard (pre and post Ghoul), Lucy MacLean, Maximus.

- The Walking Dead (I've only seen the first two seasons so no spoilers please!!) - Rick Grimes, Glenn Rhee, Lori Grimes, Andrea

HORROR:

- Scream - Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Dwight "Dewey" Riley, Randy Meeks, Richie Kirsch, Sam Carpenter, Tara Carpenter, Chad Meeks-Martin, Mindy Meeks-Martin, Ethan Landry.

- The Lost Boys - Michael Emerson, David, Star, Marko, Dwayne.

- What We Do in the Shadows - Nandor the Relentless, Laszlo Cravensworth, Nadja, Guillermo de la Cruz.

- Late Night with The Devil - Jack Delroy

- Renfield - R.M Renfield.

- A Quiet Place (1&2) - Lee Abbott, Evelyn Abbott, Emmett.

- The Boy - Brahms.

- Fight Club - Tyler Durden, The Narrator.

- Alien - Ripley, Dwayne Hicks, Hudson.

- Saw - Adam Faulkner-Stanheight, Amanda Young, Peter Strahm, Mark Hoffman.

- The Crow - Eric Draven.

- Midnight Mass - Sheriff Hassan, Father Paul, Riley Flynn.

MARVEL:

- MCU - Tom Holland!Peter Parker, Andrew Garfield!Peter Parker, Bruce Banner, Steve Rodgers, Tony Stark, T'Challa, Stephen Strange, Logan, Scott Lang, Wanda Maximoff, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanoff, Yelena Belova, Matt Murdock, Valkyrie, Carol Danvers, Peter Quill, Bucky Barnes, Phil Coulson, Gamora, Thor Odinson, Loki Laufeyson, James Rhodes, Pietro Maximoff, Druig, Sam Wilson, Shuri.

- Spiderverse - Hobie Brown, Miles Morales (both variations), Gwen Stacy, Miguel O'Hara, Pavitr Prabhakar, Peter B Parker, Spider Noir.

- X-Men universe - Young!Charles Xavier, Young!Erik Lehnsherr, Wolverine, Nightcrawler, Remy LeBeau, Rogue, Jean Grey, Scott Summers, Nathan Summers, Wade Wilson, Emma Frost.

DC:

- The Dark Knight Trilogy - Christian Bale!Bruce Wayne, Jonathon Crane.

- The Batman - Robert Pattinson!Bruce Wayne, Selina Kyle.

- Justice League - Diana Prince (Wonderwoman), Arthur Curry (Aquaman), Clark Kent (Superman).

- Gotham - David Mazouz!Bruce Wayne, Jerome Valeska, Jerimiah Valeska, Alfred Pennyworth, Jim Gordon, Selina Kyle, Ed Nygma, Barbara Kean, Oswald Cobblepot, Victor Zsasz, Harvey Bullock, Jonathon Crane, Jervis Tetch, Victor Fries.

The Suicide Squad - Jared Leto!Joker, Harley Quinn, Rick Flag, Chris Smith (Peacemaker), Robert DuBois (Bloodsport), Chato Santana (El Diablo).

ANIME:

- Attack on Titan - Eren Yeager, Levi Ackerman, Mikasa Ackerman, Armin Arlert, Jean Kirstein, Reiner Braun, Annie Leonhart, Sasha Braus, Erwin Smith, Miche Zacharius, Hitch Dreyse, Kenny Ackerman, Marco Bodt, Pieck Finger, Porco Galliard, Colt Grice, Bertholdt Hoover, Nicolo, Ymir, Zeke Yeager, Floch Forster.

- Demon Slayer - Giyu Tomioka, Mitsuri Kanroji, Obanai Iguro, Muichiro Tokito, Shinobu Kocho, Kyojuro Rengoku, Tengen Uzui, Kanao Tsuyuri, Tanjiro Kamado, Zenitsu Agatsuma, Inosuke Hashibira, Gyutaro, Daki, Enmu, Hinatsuru, Makio, Suma.

- Castlevania - Alucard, Sypha Belnades, Trevor Belmont, Carmilla, Lenore.

- Tokyo Ghoul - Ken Kaneki, Juuzou Suzuya, Touka Kirishima, Kuki Urie, Ayato Kirishima, Itori, Uta, Hideyoshi Nagachika.

- Haikyuu! - Daichi Sawamura, Kōshi Sugawara, Asahi Azumane, Tobio Kageyama, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Kiyoko Shimizu, Keishin Ukai, Tetsurō Kuroo, Kenma Kozume, Tōru Oikawa, Hajime Iwaizumi, Kōtarō Bokuto, Keiji Akaashi, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Satori Tendō, Yūji Terushima, Kiyoomi Sakusa, Atsumu Miya, Osamu Miya.

- Avatar the Last Airbender - Zuko, Katara, Sokka, Aang, Azula, Ty Lee.

- Avatar: Legend of Korra - Korra, Asami, Mako, Tenzin, Iroh.

MUSIC:

- Waterparks - Awsten Knight, Geoff Wigington, Otto Wood.

- My Chemical Romance - Gerard Way, Mikey Way, Ray Toro, Frank Iero, (all the killjoys).

- Pierce The Veil - Vic Fuentes, Tony Perry, Jaime Preciado.

- All Time Low - Alex Gaskarth, Rian Dawson, Zack Merrick.

- Ice Nine Kills - Spencer Charnas, Ricky Armellino, Patrick Galante, Joe Occhiuti, Dan Sugarman.

- Palaye Royale - Remington Leith, Emerson Barrett.

- Others - Oli Sykes, Ronnie Radke, Andy Hurley, Brandon Flowers, Chris Motionless, Kellin Quinn,, John O'Callaghan, Josh Franceschi, Lzzy Hale, Hayley Williams, William Beckett, Noah Sebastian, Will Ramos, Will Ghould, Dave Grohl, Vessel (Sleep Token).

- Metal Lords - Hunter, Kevin, Emily.

SCI-FI:

- The Sandman - Dream, Corinthian.

- Prey - Naru, Taabe.

- Stranger Things - Steve Harrington, Nancy Wheeler, Jonathon Byers, Max Mayfield, Robin Buckley, 001, Dimitri, Eddie Munson.

- Star Wars - Anakin Skywalker, Luke Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Han Solo, Rey, Kylo Ren, Boba Fett, Poe Dameron, Din Djarin, Cal Kestis.

BOOKS:

- ACOTAR series - Feyre Archeron, Nesta Archeron, Lucien Vanserra, Rhysand, Cassian, Azriel, Emerie, Eris Vanserra (maybe, if you have a request), Gwyn, Helion, Kallias, Tarquin, Thesan.

- The Serpent and the Wings of Night - Raihn Ashraj

- Magnolia Parks - Magnolia Parks, BJ Ballentine

- The Inheritance Games - Nash Hawthorne, Grayson Hawthorne, Jameson Hawthorne

- The Cruel Prince - Cardan Greenbriar, Dain Greenbriar, Balekin Greenbriar, Roiben.

OTHERS:

- Barbie - Barbie, Ken.

- Monster High - Frankie Stein, Clawdeen Wolf, Cleo de Nile, Deuce Gorgon, Draculaura, Lagoona Blue, Abbey Bominable, Clawd Wolf, Gillington Webber, Heath Burns, Holt Hyde, Jackson Jekyll, Neighthan Rot, Operetta, Robecca Steam, Rochelle Goyle, Venus McFlytrap, Kieran Valentine, Porter Geiss.

- Euphoria - Rue Bennett, Jules Vaughn, Maddy Perez, Cassie Howard, Fezco, Lexi Howard, Nate Jacobs (nothing abusive).

- Wonka - Willy Wonka, Fickelgruber.

- Saltburn - Oliver Quick, Felix Catton, Farleigh Start, Venetia Catton.

I know that's quite a long list and if you want me to write for a character not on there then just ask :)

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rckflg · 3 years ago

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CHARCTER MASTERPOST

enjoy :) hope you like this free food

i will link each character’s masterlist in this post

MOVIE MASTERLIST

STAR WARS UNIVERSE

han solo

princess leia

luke skywalker

padme amidala

anakin skywalker

obi wan kenobi

kylo ren

general hux

poe dameron

rose tico

finn

boba fett

fennec shand

din djarin

paz vizsla

cobb vanth

HARRY POTTER & FANTASTIC BEASTS

harry potter

hermione granger

ron weasley

ginny weasley

george weasley

fred weasley

charlie weasley

bill weasley

neville longbottom

oliver wood

seamus finnegan

dean thomas

cedric diggory

luna lovegood

cho chang

fleur delacour

pansy parkinson

viktor krum

voldemort/tom riddle

bellatrix lestrange

fenrir greyback

lucius malfoy

narcissa malfoy

igor karkaroff

barty crouch sr

barty crouch jr

professor severus snape

alastor moody

sirius black

remus lupin

nymphador tonks

newt scamander

theseus scamander

MARVEL & X-MEN

black widow / natasha romanov

yelena belova

hulk / bruce banner

antman / scott lang

tasm!spiderman / peter parker

hawkeye / clint barton

hawkeye / kate bishop

echo / maya lopez

kazi

nebula

daredevil / matt murdock

mobius m. mobius

deadpool / wade wilson

negasonic teenage warhead / ellie phimister

cable / nathan summers

domino / neena thurman

storm / ororo munroe

mystique / raven darkholm

wolverine / james howlett / logan

rogue / anna marie

phoenix / jean grey

cyclops / scott summers

havok / alex summers

jubilee / jubilation lee

banshee / sean cassidy

quicksilver / pietro maximoff

angel / warren worthington

x-23 / laura kinney

magik / illyana rasputina

wolfsbane / rahne sinclair

mirage / dani moonstar

nightcrawler / kurt wagner

magneto / erik lensher

please let me know which version of the x-men characters you would like me to write for when requesting

BIRDS OF PREY

harley quinn

huntress

black canary

renee montoya

victor zsasz

THE SUICIDE SQUAD (1&2)

harley quinn

rick flag

captain boomerang

polka-dot man

ratcatcher 2

bloodsport

peacemaker

LORD OF THE RINGS

merry brandybuck

pippin took

aragorn

legolas

gimli

arwen

boromir

faramir

elrond

eomer

eowyn

haldir

THE HOBBIT

bilbo baggins

thorin oakenshield

kili

fili

dwalin

THE LOST BOYS

david

marko

paul

dwayne

star

michael emerson

STAND BY ME

ace merill

denny lachance

eyeball chambers

billy tessio

TWILIGHT

carlisle cullen

esme cullen

alice cullen

jasper hale

rosalie hale

emmett cullen

edward cullen

bella swan

charlie swan

billy black

jacob black

seth clearwater

leah clearwater

paul lahote

sam uley

TELEVISION SHOW MASTERLIST

THE MAGICIANS

eliot waugh

quentin coldwater

julia wicker

alice quinn

margo hansen

penny adiyodi

kady orloff-diaz

mariana andrieski

henry fogg

fen

PENNY DREADFUL

vanessa ives

ethan chandler

dorian gray

brona croft

victor frankenstein

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY

vanya hargreeves

klaus hargreeves

luther hargreeves

allison hargreeves

diego hargreeves

ben hargreeves

lila pitts

CHARMED (1998)

piper halliwell

pheobe halliwell

prue halliwell

paige halliwell

leo wyatt

cole turner

CHARMED (2018)

macy vaughn

mel vera

maggie vera

harry greenwood

abigael cain

niko hamada

PEAKY BLINDERS

tommy shelby

john shelby

arthur shelby

ada shelby

finn shelby

polly gray

alfie solomons

luca changretta

aberama gold

bonnie gold

johnny dogs

STRANGER THINGS

jim hopper

joyce byers

dr alexei

robin buckley

steve harrington

billy hargrove

max mayfield

NETFLIX’S DRACULA

dracula

SHAMELESS (US)

fiona gallagher

ian gallagher

carl gallagher

debbie gallagher

lip gallagher

mickey milkovich

kevin ball

veronica fisher

male!reader platonic &/or smut & fem!platonic!reader only for ian & mickey

CRIMINAL MINDS

spencer reid

penelope garcia

luke alvez

aaron hotchner

elle greenway

kate callahan

CARNIVAL ROW

rhycroft philostrate

vignette stonemass

tourmaline

GRIMM

nick burkhardt

hank griffin

captain sean renard

seargent wu

monroe

rosalee calvert

adalind schade

trubel

N0S4A2

vic mcqueen

maggie leigh

tabitha hutter

DOCTOR WHO & TORCHWOOD

9th doctor

10th doctor

11th doctor

12th doctor

13th doctor

simm!master

missy / gomez!master

dhawan!master

rose tyler

yazmin khan

river song

bill potts

nardole

captain jack harkness

toshiko sato

owen harper

MISCELLANIOUS

PEDRO PASCAL

the mandalorian / din djarin

javier pena

maxwell lord

whiskey / jack daniels

dave york

fransisco ‘catfish’ morales

marcus moreno

OSCAR ISAAC

poe dameron

nathan (ex machina)

apocalypse / en sabah nur

kane (annihilation)

gomez addams ; platonic!reader or familial!reader only

JOEL KINNAMAN

rick flag

takeshi kovacs

pete koslow

erik heller

stephen holder

ed baldwin

ANDREW GARFIELD

tasm!spiderman / peter parker

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quin-ns · 3 years ago

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Stay With Me (Rick Flag x Reader)

Word count: 4K

Tags: tss spoilers, more of Harley’s and the reader’s friendship than necessary (sorry not sorry), canon violence and death, injured reader, worried flag, angst, fluff, mutual pining, love confessions, kissing, a lil bit cheesy but happy ending

Summary: Harley is sure colonel Flag has a thing for you, but you’re not so sure. Then, when the mission turns sideways and you get hurt, everything changes.

A/N: first fic on my brand new blog! Idk if anyone will see this yet but oh well, I’m still excited since I love Rick so much 🥰

Misc masterlist + main masterlist

As you boarded the helicopter and got into your seat, you couldn’t help the way your heart raced a little bit. Missions always excited you in a weird way. Sure, there was the perk of getting time off your sentence, but what you really liked was the adrenaline rush.

Being locked in a cell almost all day everyday was so dull. Your only solace from the boredom inside was the fact your friends were close by. They also both happened to be joining on the mission to Corto Maltese. Well, Harley Quinn would be joining you on the team—Rick Flag would be leading it.

You had no idea where Harley was, all you could see were male faces in the group boarding. Except for Mongal, but you obviously could tell her apart from Harley. Oh, and the Weasel. But once again, there was no way he’d blend in either.

You looked to Colonel Flag, ready to get up and ask him if he was sure Harley was coming, but he was busy directing everyone to their seats. He caught your eye and shot you a quick smirk before returning his focus to herding everyone on board. You ignored the way your cheeks started to feel warm from it.

Your eyes lingered on Rick for a bit longer, secretly loving the authoritative look on his handsome face. Despite the roughness that came with his job, he always looked at you with kindness and treated you as an equal. He talked to you differently than he did everyone else. He had a very obvious soft spot for you (he knew it, you knew it, everyone knew it), but it was never pointed out out loud. You thought it was sweet, but you’d never say that out loud either. You let out a dreamy sigh and turned your head away from him. You couldn’t let him or the others catch you staring.

Across from you, you were shocked to find the Weasel looking at you. It made your eyes go wide and you jumped a little at the sight of the feral looking creature.

Beside you, a weight crashed down and you turned your head again. You were met with Blackguard’s smiling face.

“Hi.”

“Um, hi,” you responded, letting your slight confusion appear on your face. You’d gone on a mission with him maybe only twice, but it was enough that he should know that—

“That’s my seat!” Harley’s voice echoed through the Helicopter. She made her way over and stopped right in front of Blackguard. She looked stunned that he would even dare to sit there.

Blackguard shrugged. “You snooze, you lose,” he said dismissively, focusing back on you. It was starting to become more clear why he wouldn’t give up his spot beside you. “So anyway-”

“Move!” Harley yelled this time, growing frustrated. If she didn’t look like she was about to kill him you would’ve laughed. He ignored her, which led to Harley narrowing her eyes. She leaned down and got in his face and that time you did laugh. “Listen here you little—

“Would you mind letting my friend sit in that seat? Please?” you asked loudly yet sweetly to interrupt her threat.

Blackguard’s cheeky smile grew wider. “What, we can’t be friends?”

Loud footsteps came up from the side. “Blackguard, move,” Flag ordered firmly. He was always looking out for you and even Harley. There was something else in his tone, though. In the stern expression on his face as he stared down Blackguard.

Finally, the bleach-blonde criminal scoffed. “Fine,” he said, obviously reluctant. He stood up and moved to a seat across from you and Harley, landing beside the Weasel. You shot Flag an appreciative smile before he walked away.

“Jeez Louise,” Harley scoffed out as she finally took her seat beside you. “Whatta brat.”

You smirked to yourself. “Maybe try getting here on time,” you said jokingly.

“Oh please,” Harley said sarcastically. “Everyone knows I always sit by you. We’re like a—uh—dynamic duo,” she declared, seemingly proud of herself for coming up with that.

““Dynamic duo”?” you parroted back, amused. “Careful, Harley. You’re gonna make us sound like heroes.”

Harley shrugged. “You maybe, not me.”

You laughed a little at that. “How am I a hero?”

Harley scoffed at your question, which was underlined with sarcasm. “Oh please.” She rolled her eyes dramatically. “You stole money from a bunch of rich jerks and gave it to people who needed it. You’re like, uh, who’s that boy that wears the tights?”

You laughed and ventured a guess. “Robin Hood?”

“Yeah! That’s you,” she retorted, grinning at you.

You looked at her and met her eyes before facing forward again. “Well if that’s true, then why am I sitting here?”

When you first met Harley and you told her why you were in Belle Reve, she had laughed in your face. She didn’t believe you, claiming you were undercover or lying. That only actual bad guys ended up in that prison.

She finally believed you when you revealed one of the “rich jerks” as she had put it that you had stolen from was Bruce Wayne. It made a lot more sense then. Because of the fact that you’d been able to steal money from one of the most well known billionaires in the nation, you were deemed too dangerous to go to any other prison. “Who knows what else she’s capable of?” they would always say.

After that admission, you gained Harley’s trust quickly. She seemed to admire you a bit even. It wasn’t long before you two formulated the strongest friendship you ever had. Now, years later, you were inseparable. Even when Harley got out of prison she came back to visit (and smuggle you out for girls night on more than one occasion, but no one needed to know that).

She still teased you about it, though. That’s just the relationship you had.

Harley pondered over the question for a few seconds, before saying, “they can afford better lawyers?” It came out as a question and you burst out laughing. Harley joined you because hey, it was true.

Harley’s eyes drifted away from you to look past. “Aw, how cute,” she said teasingly.

You furrowed your brows a little and turned to face her again. “What?”

“Loverboy is starin’ at you again.” She gave a smug smile and wiggled her brows.

“Who?”

“Who”?” Harley said mockingly. “Don’t act like you don’t know.” She rolled her eyes when you didn’t say anything, but the cheeky smile remained. “Flag, obviously,” she revealed in a taunting whisper. “He’s got a thing for you.”

As much as you wished it was true, you doubted it. Still, you couldn’t hide the blush that dusted your cheeks at the mere thought. “What? No he doesn’t.”

“Uh, yes he does,” she countered sassily. “He’s always looking at you and worrying about you. He likes you.” Your silence and the look you shot her told Harley you were unconvinced, so she continued. “What? You think it’s a coincidence he’s always leading whatever team you’re on?”

Finally, she got a rise out of you. “That’s his job, Harley.”

“Fine. Sure. Whatever you gotta tell yourself,” she said, acting dismissive.

You wondered what her goal was—she always pushed this so hard. Harley wasn’t an easy read, though. Half the time you had no clue what she was thinking, but she was always persistent about this.

You shot a glance Flag’s way after making a mental note to not look over at him while Harley was basically gossiping about the man. You met his gaze briefly, realizing he had been looking at you, before you both looked away.

You and Harley hadn’t been the only ones chatting, but all noise coincidentally died down in unison. The quiet only lasted for a few moments before everyone got rowdy. Javelin asked about T.D.K’s name, Harley fawned over Javelin’s accent, and Blackguard asked what the Weasel was. He thought it was a dog, Harley thought it was a werewolf. That freaked Blackguard out, causing him to panic. Suddenly everyone was talking over each other, which caused Rick to have to scold the group. You just sat back and laughed.

About a minute later there wasn’t enough time for any more chaos. The helicopter had arrived at the drop point.

You and Harley planned to jump together, letting a few others go first. When you got to the open door, a large hand landed on your back. You looked to your side and found it belonged to Rick.

“I’ll see you down there. Good luck,” he said loudly over the sound of the helicopter. You thanked him with a nod before Harley grabbed your hand and jumped. You went down with her, holding your breath just in time as you hit the water.

It turned out that the Weasel couldn’t swim, so you were already down a team member. You heard Rick yelling about it in frustration from above into his com. Things were already off to a not so great start.

You and Harley started swimming to the shore as you heard one final splash. Colonel Flag had jumped in, meaning the mission had officially begun.

When you two reached the shore together, you and Harley worked to lug a bag containing two guns onto the sand. Harley laughed wickedly as she pulled out the bigger and more destructive of the two for herself. You crouched behind a large rock just at the shoreline near her and waited for Rick, who was close by, to give his command.

Everyone else was too, except for Blackguard. He stepped out despite Colonel Flag demanding he stopped.

Things went from okay to bad to worse very quickly after that.

Next thing you knew, you were being shot at. The task force had been sold out by Blackguard and Waller refused to let your team retreat.

Evidently that was good enough for Harley, so she stood and fired an explosive from her oversized gun. Rick protested but Harley couldn’t be controlled.

He turned and gave you a look that could be compared to a fed up babysitter. You let out a loud laugh despite bullets flying overhead. A smile plastered itself on your face as the rush hit, grabbing your gun. Rick looked at you like you were insane.

“You’re fucking crazy, you know that?” he yelled to you, probably only halfway joking. You turned your head and met his eyes.

“You love it,” you teased, grinning. You looked back forward, missing the expression that told you how right you were.

“Quit flirting and come on!” Harley screamed at you and then began running, trying to get closer.

You took off after her, having no idea what her plan was but trusting her with your life. Flag screamed your name but you were already gone. Harley was running at full speed, dodging bullets with an energized look on her face. She thrived in chaos.

You fired your gun as you ran, unsure if you even hit any targets. Turns out you had and suddenly more members of the army focused on trying to take you down. You spotted a good place for cover behind a huge rock and took off in a different direction towards it. Harley caught you in her peripheral and changed course to follow you this time. She did a somersault as a bullet just missed her and landed right beside you safely.

Neither of you looked over the large rock, trying to stay out of harm's way for a brief moment. Just to catch your breath.

Loud gunfire from your side of the beach approached and the next thing you knew, Flag was landing on the ground beside you.

“You can’t fucking take off like that,” he reprimanded, a little out of breath. “You okay?” he asked calmer, looking you over.

“Never better,” you quipped back. He cracked a smile but it quickly disappeared when Waller’s voice came over the com to give the colonel an order.

Harley opened her mouth to make a snide comment about how Flag had gone after you (you could tell by the look on her face when she saw him) but her attention was drawn to T.D.K, who was actually called The Detachable Kid.

That went badly… and weirdly. Harley cursed, confused. Flag was frustrated, screaming about how he didn’t pick the team. You were just… speechless at the moment. No other mission had gone so bad so fast. You wondered what the hell you all had done to Waller for her to stick you with these amateurs.

Mongal only made matters worse. And yes, somehow things could get worse. Areas of the beach erupted into flames as the enemy helicopter crashed to the ground.

The entire team was being taken out one by one, mostly by its own recklessness. Unfortunately, Harley joined in—on what could only be described as stupidity—to run out from the safety of the rock into the warfare when she saw Boomerang go down.

A firm hand wrapped around your bicep before you could even think to stand. “Don’t you dare,” Flag warned.

“Harley-“

“Harley made her choice,” he stated sternly, jaw clenched. He stared you in the eye as he said, “I’m not letting you make the same one, you’re staying with me.”

As much as you cared for Rick, you were growing angry. “And what the hell makes me so special, huh?” you spit out. Harley was your closest friend and you couldn’t believe he was stopping you from trying to help.

Rick’s gaze was intense as you held it, challenging him. You were waiting for the tough take-no-shit-from-anyone Colonel to come out. But it didn’t. “Thought you knew me better than to have to ask me that,” he replied instead, not as rough as before but not soft by any means. He even sounded a little… hurt?

You were taken aback, not expecting that after preparing for him to finally snap at you. Lord knows you pushed him a few times, but yet another time went by without it happening. You wondered if you could even make him mad. It’s not like you wanted to, but the favoritism was apparent. It was like a theory you wanted to test.

The gunfire was still raging on and it seemed like you two were the only ones who could make a decent getaway. You swallowed your concern and started thinking tactically. “We need to move,” you decided. Harley was tough and smart, if anyone could survive out there alone it was her. You had to be selfish and think about your’s and Rick’s safety for now. “We can run for the jungle and try to hide long enough for Waller to send a rescue team. It’s our best move.”

Rick was silent for a moment before deciding. “You’re right. We go on three and you stay with me. Understood?”

“I will. I promise,” you said in confirmation.

His countdown came quick and you were on your feet running even quicker. You were in a full on sprint, no weapon (you had gotten up so fast you left your gun behind), just trying to head for cover. Rick was close behind, shooting as he ran with you.

When you stopped hearing him fire, fear overcame you. You paused running only briefly to look over your shoulder. Thankfully Rick was still on his feet. He had just run out of bullets and was tossing his gun to the ground to lose the dead weight.

A sudden pain stuck on your left shoulder and spread through your body in a jolt, but you had no time to fixate on it as Rick was charging forward. He grabbed you by the bicep to get you moving again. You winced in pain but he didn’t notice. When you started running, you barely did either.

His hand fell off as the two of you made it into the jungle. It was a steep path down and dark as hell. Your head was spinning and you were breathing heavily. You only made it about another minute before you started stumbling on your feet.

You didn’t even realize you’d hit the ground on your back until you saw Flag crouch down over you.

“Y/N, what-“ he fell silent, eyes wide. He touched the inside of your shoulder just above your chest and you grit your teeth in pain. When he pulled his hand away, it was a deep red. Even in the dark you could tell. “You’re shot,” he realized, horrified.

So that’s what the pain was. Made sense. How had you not noticed you’d gotten shot? Probably the adrenaline. You laughed to yourself, the world around you swirling. God, you were tired.

“Y/N, can you hear me?” Rick asked, cutting off the rapid inner monologue. He was more panicked than you’d ever seen him, and given the situations he had been in that was saying a lot.

“It’s fine,” you lied very unconvincingly. You didn’t want him to worry so much. It made you sad seeing him sad.

“Bullshit,” he shot back, clearly upset. With you, with himself, with the mission; you weren’t sure. You didn’t have the energy to figure out which.Thinking was too tiring. You just wanted to sleep. “Hey! No! Don’t close your eyes,” Flag ordered.

There was his Colonel's voice. First time ever he’d used it on you, but there was no true bite to it. It was just demanding and full of fear that he was terrible at hiding. It was endearing, honestly. Proved he cared. It made you smile. Your mind started to scatter, thoughts started leaving your brain. If you weren’t in pain it would’ve been peaceful.

“You’re not bleeding out on me, you hear? Stay with me, Y/N.” Rick’s hands came down to hold your face. His hand was sticky with blood—your blood—but you didn’t have the energy to cringe. He leaned down a little more, looking into your hazy eyes. “Stay with me.” The desperation on his face made your heart ache. You weren’t smiling anymore. “You promised me,” he said in almost a whisper.

“I meant it,” you rasped out in response to his pleas.

Curiosity overcame you, so you reached your hand up your body and pressed it to your own wound. You hissed at the sting, realizing how bad it was. He was scared of you bleeding out, which was starting to feel possible.

Rick started talking again, but not to you. You pulled your hand back and stared at your own blood, listening as Rick’s desperate begging for Waller to help went ignored.

Eventually his voice faded. Everything faded. Last thing you were able to comprehend was being hoisted off the ground—an arm under your back and an arm under your legs—and your head falling against Flag’s chest.

Then everything went black.

Bright light through your eyelids made them flutter open slowly. Your head was aching and your eyes were tired. You scanned the area and realized you were flat on your back on what felt like a table, staring up at the ceiling of a hut.

You heard a sigh of relief and then a pleasantly familiar voice. “She’s awake,” Rick announced. You turned your head to the side you had heard his voice from and found him smiling down at you. “Hey there,” he said softly, his hand raising to brush a strand of hair from your face.

That’s when you realized that his other hand was occupied with holding yours.

You opened your mouth to speak, but your voice caught in your sore throat.

“Hey,” Rick addressed someone else in the room. “Water- can I get some water?”

You heard footsteps and turned your head to the other side to find a woman with tanned skin and black hair offering you a cup. You accepted it with your free hand, not wanting to let Rick’s go. You gave a silent thanks before sipping at it, still laying down.

You took a deep breath before finally talking. “Who are you?” was the first thing you ended up saying.

“Sol Soria,” the woman introduced, offering a smile.

“She’s a member of the resistance,” Rick explained. “She helped patch you up.”

Your memory started flying back, starting with your wounded shoulder. It ached more now that you were aware of that. You looked down at yourself then and saw the top layers of your outfit had been stripped off, leaving you in your tank top with a large bandage wrapped around your wound.

Rick squeezed your hand reassuringly. “I was so worried about you,” he confessed. “But you’re okay now. We’re safe here.”

Last you remembered you were bleeding out in the jungle. When you looked at Rick again, you realized he was missing his shirt and his face that had once been dirtied up was now clean. You could feel that the dirt and blood had been cleaned from your skin as well.

“How did I get here?” you wondered aloud.

“Your man there,” Sol Soria spoke up with a smile, gesturing to Flag. “He carried you all the way here. Wouldn’t leave your side either until you woke up.”

You vaguely remembered being lifted but the fact that Flag had done all that just for you… you didn’t know what to say. “You carried me the whole way?” you asked with slight disbelief.

Rick smiled softly down at you with caring eyes. “I had to make sure you were safe.”

“And you are now. Both of you,” Sol Soria assured. “I’ll find some fresh clothes.” She exited the hut then, leaving you and Rick alone.

“Why?” you asked after a few beats of silence.

You tried to sit up then, struggling a little. Flag got to his feet from his chair and helped you steady yourself. One hand was on your arm just above your elbow and the other stayed holding yours.

Rick took a deep breath through his nose then sighed. You stared up at him as he towered over you. His hand that held yours suddenly lifted. You weren’t expecting him to press a soft kiss to the back of your hand.

“You know why.”

Everything finally added up—everything Harley had been telling you for months. The stolen glances and lingering touches that you thought were accidental, the shared smiles and laughs you thought were friendly, the worry and concern he seemed to only have for you, and so much more that was now replaying in your head. You had been denying it for so long, not letting yourself believe it to save yourself from being wrong—from being hurt—but now you couldn’t do anything but accept it. And you were happy to.

“Yeah, I do.” A smile spread across your face. “Still…” you met his eyes to find him staring back. This time neither of you looked away. “I wanna hear you say it.”

Rick smiled bashfully to himself, looking down briefly. “I’ve been wanting to,” he admitted. “For a while.”

You tilted your head to the side, curious, remembering that it wasn’t just you who had kept your feelings hidden. “Why haven’t you?”

Flag let out a small chuckle to himself. It sounded a little self loathing and a little amused. “Didn’t know if I could take it if I didn’t hear it back.”

The confession left you stunned. How could he think that? How could he not know your heart had been his this whole time? You released his hand then, which caused him to freeze. You quickly squashed his quiet panic when both of your hands cupped his face.

“You never had to worry about that,” you assured him softly.

You held each other’s gaze for another long moment.

Then, you made the first move. You pulled him in slowly, leaning up. Rick was quick to react, however, meeting you more than half way.

His hand gripped the back of your neck as his lips crashed against yours. The kiss was full of passion and love and lust as you two finally released all of the pent up emotions. It was everything you had ever dreamed of.

Rick pulled back first, breathless. His forehead pressed to yours and your lips brushed together. “I love you,” he panted out softly against your lips. “More than you realize.”

“I love you, too,” you breathed out. A grin flashed across Rick’s lips before he resumed the kiss.

You couldn't believe you had waited this long, but it didn't matter now. All that mattered was that he felt the same as you and no unspoken words stood in the way anymore.

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lacontroller1991 · 3 years ago

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Lady, Shut Up (Rick Flag x F!Reader)

RFB Square Filled: Lady, Shut Up

Pairing: Rick Flag x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1k

Summary: You and Rick hate each other, and after a particular briefing, the two of you fuck it out of your systems. Or try.

Warnings: SMUT 18+, Language, Unprotected Sex, Rough Sex, fondling, biting, scratching, penile penetration, creampie, hair pulling, non established relationship, hate fucking, semi-public sex, unresolved feelings, male orgasm, female denial, spanking, slapping, teasing,

Rating: Mature (18+), Explicit

Created for @rickflagbingo

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Rick eyes you from across the conference room with disgust. How can you be so pretty yet be such a bitch, he thinks to himself as his nostrils flare. You continue your presentation as your eyes land on Rick. Smirking at the Colonel, you flip to the next slide, exposing a picture of the aftermath of one of the squad's missions gone south.

“Per Waller’s request, I have composed a collection of images in which Task Force X not only failed their objective but left a mess behind,” Rick’s fists clenched at his sides as Waller listens intently. How dare she critique the missions she doesn’t even go on, Rick thinks bitterly as you flick through slide after slide, “I think it is safe to assume that even with a highly trained special operations officer like Colonel Flag, Task Force X’s anonymity is compromised.”

“Thank you, Agent (Y/L/N),” Waller states as you nod before taking a seat, “Colonel Flag, any questions for Agent (Y/L/N)?”

“No ma’am,” Rick replies through gritted teeth as Waller nods.

“Then you are dismissed,” you and Rick leave the room side by side, silence weighing down on the two of you. After passing three corridors, Rick grabs you and shoves you against the wall.

“What the fuck, (Y/L/N)? You have no fucking right telling me how to do my job,” Rick barks at you as he cages your body with his and the wall, and as messed up as the situation was, you couldn’t help the arousal that pools in your pants. You always thought he was gorgeous, if not the most beautiful man you have ever seen, but you were positive that he hates your guts, and so you “hate” his.

“Get the hell off of me, Flag. Your ‘Suicide Squad’ is messy and obvious. It’s a wonder why ARGUS even,” ''Lady, shut up,” his lips collide with yours in a fury as your hand comes up and slaps him.

“What the fuck, get off,” you push him away as you both breath heavily, looking at each other with blown pupils. Your hands wrap around his neck and drag him back in, your lips tangling with his. Rick bites your lower lip, causing you to gasp and open your mouth, allowing for his tongue to slip in and explore the new territory. Groaning into his mouth, you push your hips against his and feel the outline of his very prominent bulge.

“Are you seriously that hard from a little kissing?” You tease as Rick growls, gripping your legs and pushing a thigh between them, your core resting against his firm clothed muscles.

“Shut the fuck up, (Y/L/N). You won’t have such a smart mouth when you’re crying my name,” he replies, kissing your neck and biting at the skin there, your nails clawing at his back.

“I doubt it. I doubt you can even make me cum,” you reply with a smirk as he backs away from you, his eyes darker than their normal hazel hue.

“You wanna bet?”

“On your fucking life,” Rick frowns before he snarls, his hands go to your pants and rips them down your legs, exposing your damp panties. You and Rick eye each other as he plunges his fingers under the band of your panties and rubs his fingers against your folds. You jerk forward as you bite your lip, wanting to prevent the moan that threatens to spill.

“Don’t hold back, darlin’, I wanna hear you.” He states as his fingers pull down your underwear. Once you step out of the fabric, you’re immediately turned around and shoved against the wall, Rick’s fingers playing at your entrance again while the tip of his dick pokes your ass. Grabbing his dick, he swipes it between your folds, collecting the juices before slipping in, both of you groaning as he buries himself in your hole. Not giving you the chance to adjust to his size, Rick pulls back out before shoving himself back in, causing you to jolt forward, a loud moan slipping through your lips as Rick shushes you from behind.

“Such a dirty fucking whore, I bet you like getting fucked like this. Against a wall in a building where anyone can see you,” he grabs your hair and pulls your neck backward, leaning forward so he can nip at the skin there, “now you’re going to be a good girl and not cum. Understand?”

“I do what I want, when I want,” you reply as Rick’s hand slaps your ass, the sound echoing in the hall.

“Not right now you don’t,” he comments as he continues to thrust up into you at a brutal pace, his sac slapping against your clit as he groans, enjoying the way your cunt tightens around his cock, “you feel so good, darlin’. Feel so good around my cock,” Rick moans as you thrust back against him, burying him deeper inside your warm cave as his hips slightly stutter. Realizing that he was close, Rick pivots his hips as he snaps into you as fast as he can, your hands clawing at the wall as moans spill out into the dark corridor. Cumming with a grunt, Rick spills his seed in you as you still, your head whipping around to face him while he coaxes his orgasm.

“Are you fucking serious, Flag? I didn’t even get to cum,” you whine as Rick pulls his dick out of you and puts it back in his pants, zipping his fly.

“Not my issue,” he replies as he begins to walk away. Growling, you grasp his hand and flip him so he lands on his back, you immediately move to straddle his face.

“You are going to make me cum, like you said,” you lower your sex on his face as his seed seeps out of your entrance, spilling onto his chin.

“And if I don’t?” He challenges you as you grab a fistful of his hair and rub your clit into his nose.

“You are, or I’m going to tell Waller about this.”

“Waller already knows,” your head snaps to behind you as Rick strains his neck to try to peer around your legs that block his view. Seeing the familiar clogs, Rick swallows and looks up at your red cheeks, Waller not impressed. “My office, now.”

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cockslutpadalecki · 3 years ago

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Little Pet

Characters: Rick Flag x F!Reader.

Words: 354.

Warnings: explicit sexual content, mentions of oral sex (male and female receiving), mentions of deep throating, spitting kink, bratty!reader, a little manhandling (and mentions of), 18+.

A/N: Look. The deal is meant to be that you guys send me prompts in with your chosen characters, but after a particularly thirsty day with @princessmisery666 talking about wanting Rick to spit in our mouths, this scene from The Killing (especially when he says “Princess” and “go to it, little girl”) combined with the picture I used for the header... this entirely self-indulgent drabble was born. And if you were wondering about the whole eyebrow raise thing because it’s hot AF. Prompt is in bold. Come join my Eleven Sentence challenge! While likes are gold, feedback/reblogs are golden. Please support your content creators. My work is my own, therefore I do not give consent for this story to be re-posted or translated to any other site.

“You want more, peach?” comes Rick’s deep voice above you, your eyes wide and focused on his thick fingers wrapped around his spit-covered cock as he jerks himself off in front of you.

Salty sweet cum and saliva coat your tongue and lips, your jaw aching from the face fucking he’s already subjected you to. You nod slowly, but fail to open up for him, knowing the notion will force Rick to treat you a little rougher— just the way you want it. Glancing up at him, your lip catches between your teeth and as his left eyebrow raises in that way, you feel your pussy clench around nothing, arousal hot in your veins as you know what’s coming.

And just like you predict, he reacts— his hand reaching out to tightly grip your jaw.

“You disobeyin’ me, little girl?” he growls, bringing his face painfully close to yours— fuck, you can still smell your cunt on his breath and the orgasms he’s already ripped from you. “Open your fuckin’ mouth before I make you.”

Tilting your head back, you finally do as he asks— parting your lips obediently wide despite the biting hold he has on your jaw, and you stick your tongue out, waiting— anticipating.

Rick lets go of a filthy moan at the sight of you practically panting at his feet just as he spits into your open mouth, and his brown eyes flash gold before he’s slamming his lips hungrily against your own.

He pulls away slowly, retreating to full height as his right hand wraps back around his shaft, and as he steps forward, he runs the thumb of his left hand over your sticky wet bottom lip, smearing saliva and diluted lipstick messily over your chin. Tapping the head of his cock against the tip of your tongue, he slides back into the slick heat of your mouth with a sinful fucking groan before he hits the back of your throat.

You struggle a little as he does so, which merely earns you an almost condescending laugh, “C’mon, take it all on your own like a good little pet.”

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greymoonfeelings · 3 years ago

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She Will Be Loved

pairing: college au!Rick Flag x Fem! Reader

word count: 2k

summary: Tired of listening to you talk badly about yourself, Rick decides to confess his feelings for you. Friends to Lovers :)

warnings: casual drinking, mentions of sex, negative self talk and one small suggestive comment

note: this is very self indulgent and I wrote it at the walk-in clinic so your welcome. shoutout to @babblydrabbly for going full english major on me, now my perfectionist ass can sleep peacefully.

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It’s 11 pm, you’re dressed to the nines, but your makeup is smudged and you’ve got a brown bag with a few bottles of alcohol in your arms.

You use your free hand to knock on your best friend’s apartment door.

You probably should have texted him before you came over, asked if he was busy, but you knew he wasn’t, he never was unless it was with you.

You were always there for each other and right now you needed his comfort.

He’s quick to open the door. “Hey,” he says casually before stepping back to allow you to enter.

“Ricky,” You sing. “Wanna get drunk with me?”

“What’s the occasion?” He watches as you set the brown bag on his small dining table.

“Men are shit. Well, not you, but every other man.”

“What’s this one’s name?”

“Who said I was talking about a particular man?”

“Your fancy attire and the smudged lipstick.”

“Shit,” You lick your thumb and attempt to wipe off the side of your face. “I thought I fixed that.”

“Hold on.” Rick leaves you standing in his living room and heads toward the bathroom.

He comes back with a wet face cloth and hands it to you. You use the reflection of his microwave to see your face.

“Such a gentleman, why the hell are you still single?”

Rick chuckles, “I don’t have time for that stuff.”

“What else do you have to do?”

“Plenty of things.” Rick returns to the couch and resumes the show he was watching when you knocked.

“Like what? Watching World War II documentaries and yelling at the tv like my Grandpa?”

“Hey, you yell at the tv too. Who do you think I learned it from?”

“Whatever. Do you want to get drunk or not?”

“Depends, did you only buy fruity stuff?”

“Fruity stuff,” You scoff. “I forgot you’re a big strong dude. You only drink manly stuff like Jack Daniels and hand sanitizer.” You mock.

“I’d rather drink hand sanitizer than fruit punch Four Lokos.”

“That was one time! And you have to admit they were pretty strong.”

“You drank one and then passed out on the floor.”

“I drank two, threw up in the tub, and then passed out on the floor.” You state matter of factly.

“How rude of me to forget.” Rick rolls his eyes at your dramatics.

“If you’d stop bitching about the Four Lokos, you’d know that I did buy some whiskey.”

“You should have led with that. Give it here.”

You pull the bottle of whiskey out from the bag and walk over to the couch. You plop down next to Rick, grabbing a blanket off the armrest and throwing it over your legs.

You hand the bottle to your best friend. He twists the top off, taking a big swig of the strong alcohol.

You can’t help but admire the way his Adam's apple bobs as he swallows. As soon as you realize you’re staring, you shake your head and reach your hand out, silently telling him to hand you the bottle.

He takes another chug, ignoring you. “Don’t hog it or else I’ll have to add you to the list of men who suck.”

“It’s not hogging if you bought it for me.”

“I didn’t buy it for you, I bought it for myself so I could blackout and forget all about the terrible experience I just had.” You take a big sip, grimacing as the burning liquid makes its way down your throat.

“You wanna talk about it?”

“No, why would I want to tell my male best friend about getting dicked down?” You look at him like he’s an idiot.

It’s silent for a few moments as you stare at the bottle of alcohol in your hands.

“It’s just that men these days have no common decency.” You start to talk and Rick grabs the bottle from you.

I’m gonna need this, he thinks to himself.

It’s not that he minded listening to you complain, he just hated hearing you talk about the terrible men you were sleeping with. It made Rick furious to know how they mistreated you and made you doubt your worth. But with that protective feeling, something burning followed it, something more.

He would never admit it to you. He could barely admit it to himself, but he had feelings for you. Big time. He often found himself wishing that you’d stop hooking up with random guys and instead get with someone who cared about you. Him.

Rick wished that instead of going to dinner with assholes, you’d get all dressed up to go to dinner with him. He’d take you somewhere he knew you loved, let you get whatever you wanted, and pay for all of it. He’d buy you your favorite flowers and make sure you knew how beautiful you looked under the lights of the city.

Rick allows himself to imagine what you'd wear if you went on a big date together, how you’d do your hair, and if you’d wear a coat or make him give you his.

“I mean, it’s not that I’m surprised he blocked me, but it still stings, y'know?” Your comment pulls Rick out of his imagination as he absentmindedly placed the liquor bottle on the coffee table.

“I guess men really only want one thing.” You sigh, picking up the bottle and drinking some more.

“If you know they’re gonna treat you like shit, why do you keep going out with them?”

You're taken aback by his question.

Usually, he didn't have much to say after you finished ranting about a guy. He'd just nod his head and say, “I'm sorry”.

You think for a few seconds before answering.

“I don’t know, I guess I just keep hoping it’ll be different and I don’t really care about myself enough to look for anything better. Sometimes I just feel like I’ll never be truly loved so I settle for shitty guys who tell me I’m hot because it’s probably the closest I’ll ever get.”

“That’s absurd. You’ll find someone eventually. We all do.”

“Will I, Rick? I’m a grown woman and I’ve never even had a boyfriend. We just graduated college and I couldn’t even find one guy in that whole school who wanted to date me.”

“There was one guy,” He mumbles to himself.

“What?” You ask genuinely.

‘“I said, “Did you try?”’

“What does that mean?”

“You never really left your dorm unless it was to hang out with me. We only became friends because I kicked you in the face with a soccer ball,otherwise, you probably would have been alone that whole time.”

“I hate when you use logic against me.” You huff, “I’m such an idiot.”

“You’re not an idiot.”

“I certainly feel like one. What dumbass keeps letting herself get used when she knows that all the dude wants is sex? Only I would do that.”

“I doubt you're the only person.”

“That doesn't make me any less of an idiot.”

You sink deeper into the couch, holding onto the bottle of whiskey like a comfort pillow.

“I just wish one time a good guy would like me for who I am rather than just for my body. Maybe I don’t have any good qualities.”

“You have plenty of good qualities.”

“Not really. I’m a huge bitch, I'm always pissed off or hiding in my room all depressed. I don’t have any hobbies or leave the house unless it’s to come here or go to work. I have the worst personality. Don’t even get me started on my looks because they're just as bad. I mean, my body is just gross and so is my face and…”

“Stop! Will you stop!” Rick raises his voice and you look at him like he just slapped you across the face.

“Damn, I know I ramble a lot, but you could’ve been nicer.”

“It’s not that you talk too much, it’s what you’re talking about. You’re so hard on yourself and you shouldn’t be.”

“Everything I said was true,” You shrug.

“You have the biggest heart out of anyone I've ever met. You go out of your way to help anyone even if it means putting yourself last. I’ve watched you worry yourself into a depression over things you can’t even control because that’s how much you care. You’re funny as hell and you manage to make me laugh even on the worst days. Not to mention you’re gorgeous even when you’re hungover laying in your vomit on my floor.”

“Really?” You raise your eyebrow at his last comment.

“Okay, maybe not exactly then, but it wouldn’t change how I feel about you.”

“How you feel about me?” Your heart starts to beat faster and you hope it's not as loud as it feels.

Rick sighs, “I’m in love with you, Y/N. Honestly, I’ve been in love with you since we were sophomores in college. I never thought you would feel the same, but after watching all these guys use you and make you feel like shit, I can’t stand it anymore. It’s fine if you don’t feel the same, but I need you to know that you are capable of being loved and you deserve to be happy.”

“Damn, Rick.” You sigh, sitting up on the couch. “I mean, here I am complaining about bad sex and you’re professing your love for me.”

You put the bottle of alcohol down and rub your temple, trying to process what just happened.

Did he really feel that way or was it just the alcohol?

“I hope I didn’t just ruin our friendship.”

“Oh, you definitely did.”

“Fuck,” He mutters. But before he can continue to beat himself up, you cut him off.

“There’s no way we’re going back to just being friends after that. I’ve loved you for a while, but I didn’t think you felt the same way so I tried to find another guy who might fill the void and eventually fall in love with. I’m glad those other guys treated me like shit. Now I think it was the universe telling me that everything I needed was already right in front of me.”

“Are you fucking with me?” He looks at you with wide eyes.

“No,” You laugh incredulously.

“You drunk?” He waves his hand in front of your face as if that’s a test of your sobriety.

“No, I’m not just drunk.” You bring your hand up to caress his cheek and look deep into his eyes. “I’m in love with you.”

“You’re sure?” Rick’s face is plastered with a huge grin.

“Yes,” You laugh. “I am head over heels in love with you.”

“Good, because I’ve been waiting so long to do this.” Rick grabs your face in his hands and leans in to kiss you.

At first, it’s soft, hesitant, but once you’re familiar with the feeling of each other’s lips, it becomes more passionate.

Rick kisses you with a fervor that you’ve never experienced before, it takes your breath away. The way his lips move against yours like they were made for each other, for fitting together perfectly like two pieces of a puzzle.

You can’t believe you’ve gone this long without it, but you know one thing, Now that you’ve had a taste, you’ll never give it up again, and Rick feels the same way.

You pull away first, desperate for air, but lean your forehead against his so you can stay close to him.

“That was just as amazing as I dreamed it would be.” You smile.

“You dream about me frequently?” Rick jokes.

“All the time.”

“You don’t have to dream anymore, baby, I’m all yours now.”

“Good because if your lips move like that when we’re kissing, I wanna see what they move like somewhere else.”

“You’re gonna be the death of me,” Rick whispers like your statement has left him breathless.

“You have no idea what you just got yourself into, Rick Flag.”

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