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i am BEGGING for black mask x reader + choking kink. i wanna read about getting strangled by that unstable man.
Begging will get you far on this blog 😉😈
Breathless
Summary: Black Mask decides to spend some time with his number one gal.
(tw for: strangulation, rough sex, anal, dom/sub, mild sadism, free use dynamics, degradation/humiliation)
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Being Roman's number one gal had its perks and having your legs spread across his knees as you bounced your ass on his lap ranked up there with the best of them.
As soon as you entered his office and felt his eyes trawling across the low cut of your dress paired with his hand as it quickly dropped to cup as his clothed cock, you knew what he wanted.
His hands had been everywhere as you stood before him. Delving within the dress to cup roughly at your tits as he pulled them out and allowed them to hang freely. Diving up the short hemline to stroke his manicured fingers along the soft cotton on your panties as he growled and ripped them free of your skin, the elastic burning your hips where it was torn off.
What'd I tell you about these, princess? A real waste of time.
Sorry, sir.
Maybe you need a reminder of who makes the rules around here.
His fingers had fumbled with the top drawer of his desk, pulling free a small bottle of lube which made your heart stutter for a moment as arousal flooded your gut.
You knew what that meant.
Patting his thigh invitingly, he had wasted no time in freeing his cock from his slacks and stroking himself hard - grunting as you slipped atop his lap and perched carefully on his knees. Your tits in his face, his blunt teeth sunk themselves into the sensitive flesh as his fingers spread a thin coat of lube across his cock before applying the same to the rim of your ass; his regular use of all your holes making the skin there slightly puffy and ready to accept his cock whenever and wherever.
Without any foreplay or preparation, he had entered your ass, sinking himself deeply into your warm hole as you cried out in pain - the searing discomfort never any easier as he forced you to stretch and ache around him while he enjoyed the tight fit.
"Hurts, Sir." You gasp out, trying to relax and reduce the burn which made your eyes water.
"Good." Roman growls in response as his attention falls to his dark tie, fingers quickly unknotting the material as he pulls it free of his shirt. "For you anyway. It means that I still have a use for you. When these worthless holes are too loose to be any good to fuck then I'll need to find some other way to amuse myself with you."
Shuddering as he wraps his tie around your neck, you tilt your head back to allow him easier access - a move which earns you a rumble of approval as you bounce lightly on his cock. He's not gentle with the material, rapidly pulling it taut against your throat as he loops the end within his fist, almost like a leash.
"Fuck yourself on my cock and maybe I'll let your breathe once I've come."
Already feeling the pressure, you settle your hands on the arms of his chair as you pick up the pace of your movements - rapidly drawing yourself up so only the bulbous head of his cock is trapped within your ass before dropping down again to feel the burning stretch as it sparks a deep, discomforting ache in your hole. Knowing that his grip would only tighten, your movements are sloppy as you attempt to please him.
You struggle to pull in a full breath, each inhale and exhaled shaky as they fight to get past the material which is constricting your throat. A pounding sensation in your head makes the sensations all the stronger and you scream out a choked noise of anguish as rough, unseen fingers drop to pinch at your neglected clit.
"Is that what you need, baby? You want me to hurt you like this so you can come?"
And he's right. Between the ache in your ass and the sharp, almost lightning like sensation of his fingers pulling and pinching at your most sensitive nub, you can feel the arousal dripping freely from your cunt as it makes a mess of his slacks. But no matter how aroused you are or how tightly your toes curl against your own feet, it's not enough to make you come as fear prevents you from reaching that peak - knowing what the consequences are for coming without his say so.
A warm mouth adds to your hell, his lips latching around the tits which are bouncing in his face as you ride him. His mask is ice cold against your skin and you shiver as he pulls you closer with a vicious tug on the tie. A shiver which dissolves into a muted cry as his teeth clamp around your right nipple as pull at it roughly - not enough to draw blood but enough to make your body want to curl away from it.
"Si-sir, please." You choke out, the words barely legible as you begin to feel slightly light headed.
"What's wrong? Gonna come for me, whore? Do it then. Show me how much you like it when I hurt you."
Whimpering out something pathetic, your cunt clamps around his cock like a vice as his words give you the permission that you've been waiting for. The reaming pain of his cock in your ass pairing with both his cruel fingers pinching your clit and the lack of oxygen making every nerve in your body feel heightened proves too much and you come hard; your bound fingers scrambling and tearing at each other as you unleash a muted scream and drip your mess to his velvet slacks.
He's merciless as you come, chasing his own pleasure as he slams his cock into your ass without care. So lost in your own violent orgasm, you barely feel the heat of his release as he growls and floods your stinging ass with his cum.
Vision darkening, you almost sob with relief as he loosens the tie with two fingers - allowing you to inhale desperate gulps of oxygen as you fight a sudden wave of nausea. A mess in every since of the word, you almost miss Roman's next comments as he glances down at the state of his slacks and growls.
"You filthy cunt! Look what you've done to my clothes." His hand snakes up to lock around your neck, the resuming pressure making you whimper as he pulls your face close to his own - his blazing eyes shining from his onyx face. "I'll give you one minute to think of a way to make it up to me or I'll whip you so badly I'll have to buy in Elliott to fix you up again."
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Both are going to get written eventually. Regardless let me know in the comments if you want to be tagged and in which story.
#look realistically I know who's going to win...#but still felt like making a poll#mostly to trick my mind into focusing#yandere x reader#yandere#yandere x you#twisted wonderland#yancore#yandere aesthetic#capitano#yandere capitano#capitano x reader#capitano x you#fatui x reader#ororon#ororon x reader#yandere ororon#ororon x you#harvey dent#harvey dent x reader#harvey dent x you#yandere harvey dent#roman sionis#roman sionis x reader#roman sionis x you#yandere roman sionis#yandere imagines#dc#genshin impact#dc headcanon
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okay, but a reader with sunshine/golden retriever vibes and who is very physically affectionate with Roman. They see him and just run to jump into his arms and fill his face with kisses and affection. 🥹
Oh my god yessss
And he's a total black cat about it, super grumpy, but on the inside he adores reader and can't go without them 😭
I can see black cat Roman having his self destructive habits and sunshine/golden lab reader is there to help him out.
Depending on the level of golden lab, running into his arms is iffy. He'll catch you, but he also will absolutely drop you and not feel bad as he dusts his hands off 💀
"You dropped me?!"
"I did it gently."
"You call that gentle??"
He shrugs. "Okay, I'm a little heavy handed, so what? Tell yourself I did it with affection and we'll call it a day."
"Your love language is violence."
#roman sionis#black mask#roman sionis x you#black mask x you#black mask x reader#roman sionis x reader
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Whumptober Day 5: Roman Sionis x F!Reader
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Day 5: Hostage/Kidnapping/Held at Gunpoint
Summary: With reader now being known as Roman Sionis’s girlfriend, she becomes an easy target.
WARNINGS: 18+ Graphic depiction of physical assault, graphic mention of blood/bruises/swelling, gang violence, mention of drugs, reader didn't know that Sions runs a mob, graphic depiction of murder, gun usage, slight PTSD
The room is cold and dark. You don’t know where you are but you definitely know that you’re not back at home. Home. A place where you were ripped away from without anyone knowing. A harsh hand slaps across your face, causing your head to whip to the side. “I’m going to ask you this one more time, where is Sionis keeping his supply.” You let out a whimper as the man you don’t know grips onto your face, squishing your already aching face in between his short, fat fingers.
“I told you, I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Another slap lands across your face as you spit out some blood.
“So you’re meaning to tell me that Sionis’s little pet doesn’t know where he’s storing the drugs?” The man snarls as your eyes widen. Drugs? What on earth is he talking about? Sure, Roman is a bit… eccentric, but he wouldn’t be dealing drugs. Would he?
“What drugs?” You cry out, the rope binding your arms to the chair rubbing your skin raw as the man backs up, looking you over.
“Do you seriously not know that your lover is a crime boss?” He laughs as the others around you also laugh, confusion among other feelings predominating your emotions.
“He owns a club. That’s all he does.” You try to defend but something tells you that even you don’t believe it.
“Oh you sweet, sweet child. You really don’t have a clue. Roman Sionis owns a club, it’s true. But he is also one of the crime lords supplying Gotham with its drug problem.”
“No, you’re wrong.” Tears well in your eyes as your brain starts putting the pieces together. The random stains in some of his clothes. The faint smell of gunpowder. The random screams you hear. His off-putting behavior. It all makes sense now. Sensing your revelation, the man motions to two of the guys behind you.
“Take her away.”
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“Roman.” Zsasz walks in, a packet in his hands as Roman looks up from his desk, hair messy and still in his pajamas.
“What is it? Did you find her?” He walks around the desk towards his right hand man. The first few hours of your disappearance Roman has just thought that you finally decided to leave him and he threw a rage fit. He really only calmed down when Zsasz pointed out the fact that all of your stuff is still in the apartment and nothing was missing, only you. Which led to the conclusion that you have been taken. In which Roman quickly mobilized his men to try and hunt you down.
Handing Roman the file, Zsasz quickly steps away, knowing that Roman would likely throw another fit once he sees the contents. Opening the file, he pulls out the photos and he sees red. One photo is you in a chair, tied to the posts. Another photo is more of a close up where he sees the rope cutting into your skin. The last photo is another close up, but this time of your face. Bruises and swelling around your eyes, beaten cheeks, bruised, swollen, bloody lips and it makes his blood boil.
“What do you want to do boss?” Roman looks up and Zsasz’s eyes widen. Sure he’s seen Roman angry, but the calmness on Roman’s face even has Zsasz intimated.
“Gather everyone.”
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The sound of gunfire stirs you out of your unconsciousness and causes you to jump, only to be met with resistance. Men shouting orders and profanities barely contrast to the amount of gun fire being shed. You begin to cry, terrified of what’s going on. You try to get out of the binds but it’s only rubbing against your already broken skin. After a few minutes the gunfire stops, shoes clicking against the floor and you can hear a gun cock.
“No. Please. No. No.” A voice begs as the footsteps stop.
“Where is she?” The voice sounds vaguely familiar but it also sounds muffled, like there’s a mask covering the voice.
“She’s in there!” Your eyes widen as you realize that they’re talking about you. Full out crying, you’re trying to loosen the rope as much as possible but it doesn’t budge.
“Thank you for your cooperation.” A single gunshot rings out and you let out a sob, shutting your eyes and silently praying that whoever just murdered that person is not here to murder you. “Open it.” The door creaks open as feet rush in, one coming directly towards you.
“Please don’t hurt me. I’m innocent. I didn’t do anything.” You beg, tears falling down your face as you turn away.
“Shh, shh, it’s okay. I’m here. Roman’s here.” Your eyes slowly open as much as they can as you turn your head towards the voice.
“Roman? What are you doing here?” He shushes you as you feel your hands become free, the rope that was once holding you back now gone as you surge into Roman’s arms. “Oh Roman, it was so terrible. They said terrible things. They said that you run a gang and that you’re storing drugs?” His silence is deafening and you realize that the person who had you captured was right. “He was right, wasn’t he?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he dismisses your claim but you know.
“I can’t believe you. Why would you do that?”
“Look baby, we can talk about this later, but we need to get you some medical care. Kay?” You begrudgingly decide to let it go, letting Roman help you out of the chair. He motions for Zsasz and another henchmen to help you but you jerk away from them and into Roman. “You guys go away,” Roman motions for them to leave and as they do, Roman sweeps you up into his arms, knowing that you probably won’t like the fact that the floors are littered with bodies. “Just focus on me, okay. I’m going to get you out of here and we’ll talk.”
“Promise?” You lay your head into his shoulder as he struggles not to gag at the fact that your blood is getting on his Gucci suit.
“I promise.”
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A Night Out, Club 44
Here is a Teaser to Part 7.
Thank you for the inspiration anons! 💐💐
Warning: slapping, falling to ground..*The Girl* is 20, 21…no younger.
A block away, the man lumbered out of his caronce again. It was growing tiresome watchinghim. But Roman wouldn't stop following until itwas the right time to pounce.
He ambled over to a girl. That despite the raincoat was soaked on the rain. In the muted neon lights that hung in the windows near the overhang she tried to stay under, she visibly looked startled, at his sudden presence.
She crumbled to the broken sidewalk under her barely there, incredibly high heels.
"He really likes being rough." Roman remarked after the man has back handed the girl.
Zsasz, gave a dry chuckle. "He finally did it to the wrong girl.”
A smirk curled Roman's lips.
Wrapped in one of Roman's fluffy robe, that you were sure even Zsas has not even seen, you wandered over to the big picture window.
When you had taken it off the hanger, this time you could finally giggle. It was yet another part of his wardrobe thar had his initials stitched elegantly on it.
You had learned how much he enjoyed seeing them; and would not tease that he'd never lose any of because of the RS or even R B S in some cases. You realized it was something that brought him a simple pleasure. There were worse things, and to be fair since it was Roman, so most likely there were worse things so the initials were not that big of a deal.
You looked out at city. You sighed. Had he found him. The man was as big as a closet, Zsas would have to help surely.
Lightning streaked against the sky, followed by a very loud crash of thunder. It made you flinch.
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(name) wayne, gagged and tied to a chair:
the villain, untying their gag: hahaha! i have kidnapped you for ransom and your father only has 5 hours left to save you by paying me!!!
(name) wayne: damn bruh my father hasn't spoken to me in 13 and a half years i don't think he's coming for me at all, better if you shoot me instead lmao cause i don't think batman would save me either
villain: ...
yan! villain, untying your ropes: welp, kidnapping is basically illegal adoption, am i right?
(name) wayne: as long as i'm fed three times a day and you read me bed time stories before i sleep then i guess that counts?
yan! villain: sweetheart, you are getting more than that.
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Have we discussed Roman’s separated wife hooking up with Bruce Wayne? You and Bruce have always been cordial, so when Roman doxxes you, Bruce lets you stay at the Manor and cry on his shoulder until the wine bottle is empty. He’s so nice and his hand is so warm on your cheek and oh Lord, it’s bigger than your face and you can’t remember the last time you felt safe while a man was touching you. You try to make a move, but Bruce knows he’s overindulged you (partially to get info about Roman but he’ll feel guilty about it later), so he stops you…but promises he’ll be more than ready and willing when you’re in your right mind and decide you still want this. You wait anxiously the entirety of the next day, until Bruce shows up at your door in the sluttiest t-shirt and sweatpants you’ve ever seen, his ginormous hand finding its place on your face again while the other one is slipping under the hem of your shirt.
Slutty top? You've hit a nerve anon, cause now all I'm thinking about is Brucie in a slutty little crop top, like sir put that washboard away before I bite it! Honestly, feral for anyone of any shape and size in a crop top, just show me your belly, please. Yeah, that would work on me.
But to answer your question, no we have not discussed this but we certainly can!!!!
Like, I can say earnestly, when he invited you to stay with him, sleeping with you did not cross his mind; he was purely thinking about;
Helping you get out of a bad situation
Good for the Brucie Wayne image (so long as the press don't get wind of it until you've found somewhere permanent to move too)
(as mentioned) Chance to get info on Black Mask
But the moment you flash that perfectly poised smile, even though you’re clearly on the brink of tears, he's thinking ‘Uh oh. I'm in trouble.’
He never thought much of you while you were with Roman, if maybe a little bit sorry for you. The extent of your relationship was occasional networking with Bruce at events, and Batman peeking through your windows at night to check on you when Roman was at his worst or imprisoned.
It helps that he thought you were pretty.
But now, as he's getting to know you on a personal level, seeing that you're stronger than he'd thought, and smarter. You're letting down walls and actually relaxing, and in his domain at that! It stirs something within him.
And for you, like Roman and Bruce are the same age, from similar backgrounds, similar personas for the public (charming and rich) but it's crazy to see how different they really are.
When you talk, Bruce isn't just waiting for his turn to speak, he listens.
There's no coercion when you set a boundary, he just respects it. Which funnily enough makes you more willing to share. He's just so easy to trust.
When you ask about interesting pieces around his house, he doesn't brag about where it's from and what it costs. Instead, he tells you stories about his parents or his kids interacting with it.
He's funny, and respectful, not at all what you'd expected.
And did you mention handsome? Oh, he's very handsome. That dark hair and those blue eyes. The chiselled jaw and the dimples and he smells good too, you find that out after you bury your nose into his chest while he's carrying you to bed that first night. You're tipsy, and his house is a maze, he's just trying to help and not at all showing off his strength.
The same way he's just dressed so casually the following day when he comes to find you, this is what he always lounges around. He's totally not subtly flexing his glamour muscles as you open the door.
Now, Roman is by no means bad in bed. He's just, shall we say, selfish? He has a set way in life and sex that he expects you to live up to.
Bruce though? He's a giver. He can take, when appropriate, but right now, he knows what you need.
You need those big hands on your waist as he chases you into the bed with his mouth. You need them soothing your tired body, massaging all the stress out of your aching body. You need his thumb to rub circles into your inner thighs while he kisses, and sucks, and laps at your hot, wet sex. You need his long hard fingers pumping into that sweet little hole, again and again until you cum all over them.
And that is just the start.
But you know one other really important thing you need? Some goddamn aftercare.
He knows it straight away, shouldn’t have been surprised. But when your body immediately falls limp after he rolls off of you, when you look at him confused as he asks if you need anything he knows your life has been lacking kindness for so long that you barely even recognise when it's extended to you.
He's not good at the emotional stuff, at comforting words but he reasons that you probably don't need to hear it right now. Don't need to be reminded of your mistakes, of your past.
Instead, he pulls you into him, wrapping his warmth around you like a giant weighted blanket. Holding you until you accept his affection and melt into his arms.
Meanwhile, the False Facers can't breach Bruces security, can't get a good look into the Manor. Which means they don't know what you're doing there. But they know you're there, and that means Roman knows you're there.
And Romans not stupid, you sneaky, no good, selfish whore.
He gave you everything, and this is how you repay him? You nasty little bitch. And with Bruce Wayne of all people?
Don't get comfy, because the moment you step outside those gates, the second you let your walls down, he's going to rock your shit. You're going to pay for all the crap you've put him through, tenfold.
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I just wanna be Black Mask's arm candy at parties :(
18+ smut, dom/sub, condescending/degrading, public
Texting you a time to be ready, not even giving you the decency of telling you where you're actually going.
Picking you up, but not before making you change into something more flattering (more revealing) and altering your hairstyle, before taking you to whatever function he needs to show his masked face in.
The whole time, his hand is around your waist or on your ass. Not even being ashamed at how he gropes you while talking to another businessman, fingers kneading the plump skin of your ass.
Told you before not to speak out of line, and if you dare to try he'll give you a harsh spank, hissing at you to shut up and let the adults speak.
It's not all bad though, especially if you both find somewhere to sit down, he'll be nice enough to let you sit on one of his thighs, your poor pussy leaking and making a mess of his trousers since he forbade you from wearing panties :(
Will just run his fingers up your thighs before toying with your clit with one hand, the other nursing whatever whiskey he'd demanded. Tells anyone who looks at where his hand is that you're just a needy girl who can't help being such a slut, but it's okay, he can be merciful when he wants to be.
Don't try and deny it, or a sharp pinch to your clit will shut you right up.
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Arkham!Black Mask with a female S/O who's his fling/sugar baby ... not giving him any attention to taunt him at a party or just being a brat! To which he later spanks them on his lap ... perhaps fingering, edging, and orgasm control + denial may pursue—toss in the Daddy kink too < 3
Thank you 🫶🖤
Arkham!Black Mask x Fem!Reader, word count: 850 aheeeeeeem i can't imagine anyone being brave enough to give this man some attitude but it would be so fun to rile him up to the point that he just has to punish you 💀 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: spanking, fingering, ruined orgasm/orgasm denial
Sauntering into Roman's bedroom, you could make out his form on the edge of the bed. He'd waited for you, growing all the more impatient with every minute you had him sitting there. His fingers tensed, scratching at the fabric of his white, neat pants, as you tossed your hair so flippantly. The scent of your perfume floated over to him, and for a brief moment, just a millisecond, he was placated. But that reminder of how sweet you smelled only server to anger him more, knowing you were withholding from him and had been all evening.
"Would you hurry the fuck up."
Turning to him, no expression on your face, you responded to his harsh demand.
"Oh. Were you waiting on me, Roman?"
Though his skull was fitted with a permanent scowl, you could feel his own forming underneath it, the atmosphere of the room changing as he decided he'd had enough of your insolence for one evening. He'd put up with your ignoring him, tolerated your bratty attitude when he'd demanded you sit beside him and look pretty, but the nonchalant way you responded to him had pushed him to the edge.
As you made your way past him he grabbed at your wrist, leather gloved hands gripping you firmly as his fingers tensed around, pushing tendons and bones as he held you there. You didn't fight it, you accepted it. But you allowed yourself to keep a neutral, almost blank expression in the face of his attempt at regaining control of you.
"You can try and keep that face on all you want, you little bitch. But I'm not gonna make it easy for you."
Another quick tug, your shoulder almost yanked from the socket, as he jerked your body down, pushing your back and adjusting you roughly until you were bent over his lap facing the ground.
The palm of his glove skimmed up over your thigh, not stopping at the hem of your skirt but rather pushing it up, exposing your underwear to him. As his fingers reached your lower back, he hooked them into the band of your panties, pulling them down aggressively, tearing at them as they dug into your thighs on their way down your legs. His hand was smoothing over your bare ass cheeks in soft, careful circles as he lined up his shot. And then he lifted his hand, bringing it back down with a sharp strike, an immediate, red welt forming on your skin.
You took the punishment gleefully, as always, relishing in the way you could feel his cock stirring in his pants, stiffening against your stomach as he delighted in seeing your skin respond to the pain he inflicted.
He let his palm slide over your rear, following the curve of your cheek before settling flat between your legs against your cunt. A finger teased your swollen lips, moving from side to side to separate them, letting your slick spread over them as he collected it on the gloved digit. You shifted your body, trying to force the finger inside of you, desperate to feel him, not wanting to wait anymore, but you were quickly punished with a swift slap to your cheeks, and Roman's deep groan before he began tutting.
"Uh-uh. I don't think so, toots. You think you can get what you want that easily?"
You shook your head, fighting the urge to nod and piss him off further, knowing that riling him up would make for wilder sex, but would mean you had to wait longer for it.
"You gonna use your words?"
"No."
"No?"
Biting your lip to stifle the moan, you settled your breathing before giving him the answer he wanted.
"No, daddy."
"Good girl. Why can't you behave like that all the time, huh?"
It was out before you could stop yourself. A quick retort that made his cheeks warm, flushed with arousal and a little bit of rage at your insolence.
"Because you don't like it when I behave. You like it when I'm bad, Romy."
Two of his fingers pressed into you, rough and fast, surprising you with how easily he could slide himself inside of you. He tapped against your walls, watching you squirm around him, clenching and giggling as he orchestrated your building arousal. It was effortless, there wasn't much Roman couldn't do, and bringing you to orgasm with just the touch of his fingers was certainly something he could achieve. And he was close to doing so. As he growled, fingers pumping within your wet, warm cunt, you could feel your stomach muscles tightening, eyes closing as you felt your vision blur.
And then it was over. Everything grinding to a screeching halt, your moans devolving into a deep groan of confusion and irritation as you felt your climax being pulled away with the tips of his fingers as they exited your body, dripping in your slick.
With a pout, you turned to him, trying to catch his eye. You could hear his laugh in his throat, deep and cruel.
"And you like it when I'm bad, yeah?"
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Enjoy some of my favorite stories I've come across on Tumblr! Seriously, I LOVE these stories and I reread them A LOT!
Please note: Virtually ALL OF THESE STORIES ARE SMUT. That means 18+ content, and you are responsible for managing your internet consumption. Minors DNI.
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Dance for Daddy by @matth1w LAWD. I love me some Roman Sionis fics and this one DELIVERS. Sexy, kinky, smutty I give it a solid Chefs Kiss.
Joy Ride and Let Me Make You Feel Good, The Intern by @littleredwing89 More delicious Roman Sionis one shots Joy ride is about teasing Roman as he drives and Let Me Make You Feel Good is about a sweet smutty cure for a hangover. And the Intern, a fuck buddies to lovers story, god yum. Reader inserts. Drool. Go forth read and enjoy.
Bait the Beast by @more-cardigan-than-womanLord help me, I found a new little gem. You cause a bit of a ruckus with Coblepot and Roman thinks you need a lesson.
Yours by @tarrenterror25set in the AO! Verse Roman is having some trouble during the holidays overcoming everything the Joker did to him, good thing he has you. Because he does. You're his now. Melt. Sorry about the mess.
Star Wars
Water and Rock by @split-spectrum I honestly cannot say enough good things about this story It follows Obi-wan/Fem Reader in the classic Master/Padawan troupe and it. is. SPICY. Up to twelve chapters which I have read MULTIPLE TIMES and it hits so hard. Go read this story it is sexy as HELL and gives you the feels. She's so damn good at writing Obi-Wan it hurts, but like in a kinky good way.
The Gift by @ladyinwriting18 I have already spoke at length about the fabulousness that is Lady in Writing and her amazing content. This one is a favorite! Its a Maul/Reader Insert and it is smutty sxy and kinky. Seriously if Maul is your fictional crush (Hi me too!), go read this.
The Three Princes Part One: The Oldest Profession by @thenightmarketofdathomir This writer is freaking legendary. I do not know the collection of words in my own language to describe the eloquence and sophistication this writer possesses. Just go. Go read this and you let me know if you're ever the same again. This gem stars our boy Feral and is a you/reader insert. Oh damn, this story makes me want things...
Birthday Wish, Romancing the Pages, The Write Seduction, To Create Life, by @jedianjakenobi Y'all, this author holds a special place in my writer's heart. She's a published author on Amazon and she's truly amazing. Her works are all Obi-Wan-centered and reader inserts. Birthday Wish is a birthday crush from your sexy neighbor, Romancing the Pages is a fake relationship/summer romance with a reclusive shy librarian (Ben) and a best-selling author, The Write Seduction is a professor Kenobi/writing student story and it is SPICY. And my favorite To Create Life is a Jedi Council green lights a baby-making program and who else is the reader paired with? Their good friend Padawan Kenobi. My darlings, my friends, if you like Obi-Wan smut then you are doing yourselves a disservice by NOT reading these.
Empty Me Out by @221bshrlocked reader insert/DOM Obi-Wan I'm tellin y'all this story NEARLY killed me. I've lost track of how many times I've readit. You're an entertainer and Master Kenobi needs information from you, so you give him what he wants and then he gives you what you want. Where it Wasn't massage therapy reader insert/Obi-Wan, do I need to say more? Pretty sure I melted into the floor with this one.
His Loving Satine by @waterlily707 I love reader insterT and OCs but these two Obi-Wan and Satine are a joy to read. Temporary paralyzed Obi-Wan at the "mercy" of a slightly dom Satine. Juicy, gorgeous, little bit of fluff. Love it.
Room 24 by @murdockussy Little angsty Obi-Wan/reader insert enemies to lovers in an undercover assignment-type situation. Spicy, dom Obi-Wan give. Me. More.
Tea with Lemon, Tea with Honey by @wickedscribbles an established relationship as a reader insert and Obi-Wan. If you want honey then you get to take care of a sick Obi-Wan and kind out you have a new kink, if you want Lemon then Obi-Wan takes advantage of said kink and whisks you away to another planet for some R&R under the guise of "work." Enjoy!
Actors/Characters
Ben Hardy
Hold Me Close, Don't Let Me Go by @stray-kaz God. This one shot is just sxy as hell, it's a Billy/Four fro, 6 Underground/Female Reader. Our boy comes home to one hell of an 'I missed you, I need you right now' welcome. GO read it. Right now.
Such an Experience by @rogermyreligionOk. Guys... FUCK, this is a hot little oneshot Roger Taylor of Queen/Female reader and OMG. Just go read it. I've officially stopped counting how many times I've read this. Smutty/Sexy. I'm dead.
Long Distance by @acciotwinzwinz. Y'ALL. Sit your asses down and read this Roger Taylor/Reader insert/You. It's fluffy, its sexy, its cute and the smut is -chefs kiss- Yes, I read this one a lot too.
For now, these are some of my favorites that I frequently reread because I love them. I'll probably be adding more, it's more than likely I've forgotten some...
#fic rec#ben hardy characters#star wars#dc comics#jason todd#roman sionis#all smut all the way#billy/four x reader#roger taylor#obi wan x reader#obi-wan smut#roman sionis smut#jason todd smut#darth maul x you#darth maul smut#Support writers content#My favorite fanfics
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Masterlist
Series:
🔥 Better call Saul:
Let's have some fun / Lalo Salamanca x Reader / WIP, smut
1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8
💎 Birds of Prey:
Please not him / Roman Sionis x Reader / smut, completed
1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 |
You would look good in red / Victor Zsasz x OC / WIP, smut, angst
1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 |
🐧 Gotham:
Don't lose control / Oswald Cobblepot x Reader / smut, on hold
1 | 2 | 3 |
Oneshots/Requests:
Learn some patience, Sionis / Roman Sionis x YN
Bad dream / Roman Sionis x YN
Overprotective!Roman Sionis / Roman Sionis x YN
Feel free to ask me anything! Always happy to talk to you guys.
#masterlist#gotham#gotham fanfic#gotham penguin#gotham penguin x fem reader#gotham penguin x reader#oswald cobblepot fan fiction#oswald cobblepot x reader#gotham oswald cobblepot#oswald cobblepot x fem reader#dont lose control penguin#better call saul#lalo x reader#lalo salamanca#lalo salamanca smut#lalo salamanca x reader#lets have some fun lalo#roman sionis#roman sionis fanfic#roman sionis x yn#roman sionis x reader#birds of prey#birds of prey fanfic#victor zsasz#victor zsasz fanfic#victor zsasz x oc#victor zsasz x reader#you would look good in red#smut#keffirinne writes
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If you're still taking 5-sentence requests ... how about a Roman branding his personal favorite girl? 🖤
The solid wood of the stocks which holds your straining neck and wrists into place is wickedly uncomfortable but it's a discomfort that easily falls to the wayside as you watch the metal brand within Roman's hand slowly started to shift colours under the relentless heat of the blowtorch - from a darkened black to a pulsing orange.
"Now this," Roman whistles through his teeth as he tilts his personalised brand and his eyes are glistening with sadistic delight, "this is gonna hurt like fuck, doll, but you're a pain whore so I know you'll love it. Besides, you pass out on me and you'll wake up thinking you've been fucked by a train when you feel how big the toys I've stuffed that perfect, passed-out little ass are."
The business end of the brand starting to glow white hot and ready for use sparks a fresh sweat which litters your body and feels almost chilled as you fight to keep composure - not wanting to let your master down as you struggle to manage your stuttering breaths.
"Time to scream for me, sweetheart," is the last thing you hear Roman snarl as he disappears from view and your world explodes into a cacophony of pain and agonising, searing heat.
Send me a prompt and I'll write a 5 sentence fic for it.
#roman sionis#black mask#roman sionis x reader#black mask x reader#roman sionis x you#black mask x you#dc comics#gotham rogues#batman villains
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Probably not going to get to writing this fic until late November/early December but might as well make the taglist rn.
So you know the drill if you want to be on the taglist for Yandere!Harvey Dent x reader x Yandere! Roman Sionis then let me know in the comments.
#yandere#yandere x reader#yancore#yandere x you#yandere aesthetic#harvey dent#twoface#roman sionis#yandere imagines#yandere roman sionis#yandere harvey dent#yandere harvey dent x reader#harvey dent x reader#harvey dent x you#roman sionis x reader#roman sionis x you#dark aesthetic#dark fic#yandere dc#dc#batman#yandere batman
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i wanted to request something with the reader being arrested and black mask storming gcpd to get them back. or breaking them out of either arkham or blackgate. anything like that really!
Jailbreak!
TW: Canon typical violence, Hurt reader, Cursing, GN!Reader, Gun(s), Blood, prison environment Word Count: 1.1K
Notes: I wrote this up really quick and you can kinda tell where I rushed, I'm sorry! I don't usually do requests like this, but I hope you like it! I'm also really sorry it took so long!
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The tallymarks etched on the wall of your cell indicate it's now been two weeks that you've been in Blackgate...
Roman has answered your call every single day and swears he's working on a way to get you out.
Damn the bastards who managed to get you locked up. Roman's always got his ass covered, but this time, it was you who fell through the cracks. And just to spite Roman, they sent you to Blackgate Penitentiary.
Fuck.
Meanwhile...
In a high rise office building, Roman sits in his office. He pinches the bridge of his nose as a few of his men stand before him.
"We've tried everything and no one is shaking loose," one of the guys says, a bit nervously.
Roman growls and stands from behind his desk. He speaks harshly, his voice slowly rising, "If you fuckheads don't start making progress with this, I'm going to start personally signing off on some termination letters."
He gets in the face of the guy who spoke and produces a shiny stainless steel 9mm.
"Now," Roman purrs as he brings the weapon closer to the man's face. "You gonna actually try to do your job or do I need to find a replacement?"
"I-I'm on it, boss," the man says with a few quick nods.
Before Roman can change his mind about using the gun, the man walks off, roughly nudging the others to follow.
The crime lord sighs and goes to look out the window of his office that overlooks the city.
He has every kind of person in his pocket from politicians to cops, but no one in Blackgate.
He used to.
Roman had a few prison guards on his payroll, but he recently learned that they had been....dispatched by some inmates. Now he would need to find someone else on the inside which shouldn't be hard, he's offering a lot of money with little risk to them, but no one's taking the bait. The longer you're in Blackgate, the more nervous Roman gets.
You should have never ended up there, hell, it should have been him, honestly. But he was stupid and arrogant, he admits that now.
He'll get you out.
Soon.
Back at the prison...
After your usual visit by a few guards, you're thrown back into your cell.
You smirk and spit out a blob of blood in the direction of one of the guards. It lands right in front of the bars at his feet and he look disgusted which makes you chuckle.
"When he gets here," you say with a bit of a wheeze due to the blows to your ribcage that you clutch. "I'll make sure you're the first to go."
The guard scowls. "Black Mask can't get you out of this one. All his rats are long gone."
You steady your gaze on the guard and read his nametag. "Stephen," you say as you rise to your feet and stumble closer to the bars until your face is pressed against them. "You don't get it." You can't help but laugh again. "There's nothing he can't buy."
Stephen scoffs. "They should have tossed you in Arkham."
The guards have their fun with you; taunting you, pushing you, making your life hell in Blackgate. Most of them have beef with Roman and are just way too confident that there is nothing he can do to get you out.
As you lay on your cot facing the stone wall of your cell, you start to question what is taking so long...
He should have been here by now...
The next time you get Roman on the phone, you ask him.
"What's the hold up?"
"Calm down," he says over the phone. "I'm working on it."
You sigh and there's a pause between you. He's got nothing.
"How you hangin' in there?" he asks.
"Oh, just great!" you say sarcastically. "I've made tons of friends, you know. The guards are totally friendly and the enrichment here is-"
"Alright, alright, I get it," he says.
Another pause.
"Look," he says. "I'm not sure when...you know I'm just..."
His voice is telling you he's expending every resource he can to get you out, a clean break. No point in getting you out only for you and him to end up there.
A few more days pass and finally, he catches a break.
Everyone's got a price, he thinks to himself smugly as he starts to set everything in motion.
You can tell Roman's influence has reached you because for starters, the food you're getting is way better than what everyone else has and secondly, you haven't seen Stephen around or any of the guards who have given you a hard time.
And then a guard enters your cell and tosses you a security uniform.
You slip it on over your jumpsuit and put on the hat to help conceal your face. You follow the guard who leads you to a security room. Inside is Roman, black mask and all, and a couple of other guys standing behind a very shaken security guard. Clearly, he's not any muscle with his glasses and thin frame, he just operates the cameras, doors, and such. He trembles like a leaf as Roman holds a gun up to his head.
Roman sees you and grins. "There you are," he says.
You approach him and smirk. "Took you long enough," you said.
"Well, wouldn't do any good to come in here guns blazin', now would it?"
"Hasn't ever stopped you before," you scoff.
"You've never been caught before. I don't want this coming back on us." He turns his attention the the guard in front of him and presses the gun harder into his head. "The footage. Delete it and hand over the drives."
The guard gulps and starts to say, "I-I can't just-"
"I really don't like to ask twice," Roman seethes.
A few clicks on the keyboard and the guard erases any evidence that Roman was ever there or that you escaped. Then he goes over to the server tower and begins to retrieve the hard copies.
"What happened to all the other guards?" you ask.
"Sent their asses to Arkham," Roman says as the guard hands him the hefty piece of tech. Roman just passes it to one of his guys who pockets it.
Once everything is sorted, Roman puts his arm around you and briskly leads you out of the prison with the help of the security guards that he's bought.
Once outside, it's a brisk walk to the getaway car. Roman helps you inside and as soon as the doors shut, the driver takes off. You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding, your body relaxing at the successful escape.
Roman also relaxes and runs a hand over his mask and removes it with a heavy sigh. After a moment, he chuckles and starts to laugh. He looks to you with a half smirk and says, "Let's not do this shit again."
You grin.
"No promises."
#roman sionis x reader#roman sionis x you#black mask x reader#black mask x you#roman sionis fanfic#black mask fanfic
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Some things I’m working on and an excited about:
Solitude (Obi Wan Kenobi x Reader) : in which Obi Wan has spent a year in solitude, living in the past but then one day, you show up out of the blue and make him feel complete again.
Untitled Roman x reader x Rick (and a dash of Harley): where reader is undercover for some information and Harley has an inside key and of course, Rick isn’t happy about it.
#rick flag x reader#Rick flag x you#Rick flag#joel kinnaman#roman sionis#Roman sionis x reader#ewan mcgregor#obi wan Kenobi x reader#obi wan x reader#Star Wars#the suicide squad#birds of prey#dc extended universe
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is this love? | jason todd x sionis!reader
but first free palestine !! You started hooking with Jason Todd, the second eldest Wayne child, so that both of you could royally piss off your father, Roman Sionis. Now that you've accomplished that, you're still hooking up. And spending the night. Frankly, you are quite sure what this is anymore. But you know you like it. tw: Post-sex setting, brief description of sexual activity, reader has a lot of anxiety and was maybe homeschooled as a child, mentions of poor father-daughter relationships, fem!afab!reader a/n: Surprise, I like Jason Todd too. This was inspired by this ask on gliverrwrites' blog! In hindsight, it might've been kinda weird of me, but i couldn't get the concept out of my head. thank you to gliverr and anon! please check out their blog!
There was no greater "Fuck You" you could give your father than the sigh of satisfaction that escaped your lips as your head hit the pillow.
However, Roman Sionis and all his misdeeds had been wiped from your mind in favor of the man panting above you.
You were certain that there was no work of art more beautiful than Jason Todd at this very moment. His green eyes flashed before fluttering shut, no doubt following suit with his head as it rolled back. The shock of white hair had been made curly by sweat and the comb of your fingers. His mouth hung open and uttered a string of praises for you - although the only coherent words you could make out were "good" and "beautiful". Still, they passed like poetry through his lips, which were puffy and delightfully red from contact with your own.
It was so polite of him to let you cum first so you could witness this masterpiece. Even if it was through your own post-Jason haze.
Jason's forehead came to rest on yours as his hips stuttered against yours and an all too familiar warmth coated your thigh. You took the opportunity to brush wet black and white strands of hair out of his handsome face. His eyes peered open again as he caught your hand in his own. For a moment, you expected him to smack it away, but instead he brought your palm to his lips and kissed it.
"My beautiful girl."
Even when he had melted the rest of your naked body into jelly, he still managed to turn your stomach into butterflies.
Now he pressed a kiss between your eyebrows.
"Gimme just one second, baby," he panted before rolling off of you. You sighed again as cool air hit your sticky skin, however, an anxious knot began to form in your stomach as your lover disappeared into the bathroom.
What if he left out the window? What if you never saw him again? What if this was just a one time thing to get back at your father for the countless number of things he'd done to Jason's family?
But it would be incredibly silly if he did all this just to leave you in his apartment, especially considering this was far from the first time you'd slept together. Besides, wasn't the should-be-enemies-with-benefits what you had wanted this whole time?
You turned on your side to watch him in the bathroom, subconsciously rubbing the slick between your thighs together. Jason swore as his toe collided with something. You giggled as you realized it was his Red Hood mask, the gleaming metal winking at you in the yellow light.
Jason glanced over his broad shoulder and grinned at the sound of your giggles. He brushed his sticky hair back, giving you a prime view of his sharp canine. You shivered thinking about the mark it had left on your neck earlier. He turned the faucet on and ran something under it, then turned back to you, flicking the bathroom light off.
He really was an imposing man, you noted. 6'2 and built like an ox. To you, he looked like a statue with the way the moonlight streaming though the window illuminated his bare hip and ribs, painting them a comforting shade of blue. If he hadn't just fucked you silly, you would've imagined how scary he must be to a criminal in a dark alley.
The bed dipped as your statue sat beside you. He gently rolled you back onto your back, then began rubbing your thighs down with a warm washcloth.
"You feeling alright, doll?"
He must've asked that a handful of times while he had your legs hooked over his shoulder. You couldn't recall a time when anyone else had checked in with you during or after sex.
You nodded, only to have your words replaced with a sharp hiss as the washcloth brushed over your still sensitive pussy. The administrations stopped abruptly.
"Sorry, baby," Jason apologized, although he couldn't hide the amusement on his face. "I'll be gentler next time."
You snorted, "don't go making threats now."
He chuckled, leaning down to kiss you. Heat rose to your face as you tasted yourself on his soft lips. You let out a whine when he parted and rose again.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm comin' back. Hold your horses, lady," he teased, waving his hand dismissively. You rolled your eyes playfully. Like he had any room to judge someone for their dramatics.
He wiped himself down with the washcloth before dropping it in his hamper, where your torn panties hung over the side. He'd promised to buy you a much more expensive pair to make up for it. He pulled on a fresh pair of boxes and tossed you a pair.
You sat up and just as you had wriggled them over your hips, Jason was ready with one of his t-shirts. You put your arms up and let him slid the worn fabric over your torso - not missing the way his eyes stopped to admire the way Black Canary's logo looked over your bare chest.
"You sure you're alright? You're so quiet," Jason asked, sliding in next to you. You laid back, resting your head against his chest as you breathed in the lingering scent of sex, leather and aftershave. His skin was soft beneath your finger tips, their smooth path only interrupted by a patch of hair or a scar.
You remembered the first time you'd hooked up with him, before you had accidentally caught him with the Red Hood mask. You assumed the autopsy scars were some sort of dark humor tattoo. You told yourself you couldn't catch feelings for a guy with a weird ass tattoo like that.
And now you were still in his bed. Wearing his shirt. And his underwear. Knowing his secret identity. With plans to get breakfast in the morning.
At what point had this gone beyond simply pissing off Roman Sionis? Both you and Jason had just wanted to get back at your father by fucking in his warehouses. But now you had your own space on his bathroom counter. You were staying the night after sex. You whined when he pulled away from you.
Above all else, he was so kind to you. But beneath the sarcasm and snark, he had been kind from the get-go. It was you that had acted like a rotten, spoiled brat. The more time you spent with him, the softer you got.
Jason squeezed your shoulder lightly, murmuring your name. You looked up at him dumbly. His brows were furrowed in concern as he ran the tip of his finger over your cheekbone.
"What's the matter, bub?"
You shook your head.
"'m just tired. And lost in thought, I guess."
"Oh?" He hummed, brushing your jawline. "Whatcha thinkin' about, pretty girl."
You pretended to think for a moment.
"Hmm, just about how tired I am. Ya really know how to wear a woman out, Todd."
"Well, if I recall correctly, you said-"
"I know what I said!" you cut him off with a mock defensiveness, pretending to smack his chest as he snickered. Once more, he covered your hand with his own large one, this time pressing it to his heart.
The two of you stayed like that for a moment, lost in each other's touch. You started to wonder if this is what love felt like; safe and warm and blissed out. You tried to push the thought out of your mind.
"Seriously though," Jason said, his voice low. "Did I go too far tonight? Are you actually okay?"
If you had been anyone else's daughter, you were certain that you would've started crying.
"I'm...I was just thinking..." you took a breath. In your defense, this kind of tender-love-and-care wasn't in your DNA. "I'm just...I'm lucky to have you, Jaybird."
"This isn't about to be a 'but comma' statement, is it?"
"A 'butt comma'?"
"Yeah, you know, 'you're great and all, but..."
You shot straight up, now hovering over him anxiously.
"Oh God, no!" You said, your eyes the size of saucers as you shook your head. Oh Lord, if he couldn't already tell you were emotionally unstable. You fell back on your heels, ringing your hands nervously. "Unless you want it to be..."
Now Jason sat up, taking both of your hands in his, running his thumbs over your knuckles.
"No, no, pretty girl. I don't want that."
There was no malice behind his green eyes. No mocking tweak in his slit eyebrow. No violence in his grip.
You sighed in relief and allowed Jason to lay you back down. He wrapped his thick arms around your waist and pulled you into him. You were thankful for the way he tucked your head into the crook of his neck, hiding your embarrassment at the emotional outburst.
Jason kissed the top of your head, "actually, I was going to ask if you wanted to come to the Manor with me on Sunday. Family dinner stuff."
You peered up at him, "Would I be, y'know, welcomed there?"
"Of course," he promised. "Look, if there's any group of fuckers that can empathize with daddy issues, it's these fuckers. Damian'll probably give you shit, but you could've been birthed by the Pope and he would give you shit. But he knows you're cool."
"And Mr. Wayne?"
Jason chuckled, sending a soft vibration through you as his dark chest hair tickled your cheek.
"Believe it or not, it was B's idea to invite you. I think he's curious."
"Probably want to vet me," you grumbled, half joking, half painfully serious.
He laughed again, "baby, if Bruce had reason to be suspicious of you, he would've launched and concluded an investigation by now. He knows you're not your dad. I know I talk my shit about him, but trust me, he gets it."
You were about to ask if Batman had been keeping tabs on you when Jason continued.
"Plus, you know," he shrugged. "He knows you make me happy."
Oh, your heart stopped for a second.
Oh, that wasn't a bad thing.
Jason wanted to take you to dinner with his family. Not because he was a Wayne and you were a Sionis and the situation was inherently funny (and bound to set your old man off). But because you made him happy.
And fuck it, he made you happy too.
That might be love, actually.
"Well, if you insist," you nestled closer to him. "Then it's a date."
#i wiped this up in like two hours and probably should've worked on it for longer#but ah well#anything for the people's princess (jason todd)#jason todd x reader#red hood x reader#jason todd x you#red hood x you#jason todd smut#jason todd fluff#jason todd#red hood#beautiful beautiful beautiful boy
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