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[cozywithjoy]

🍻 Joy's Cozy Week ⛓️

8.12.2024 - 8.18.2024

🎶 You can talk, you can talk to me I can tell that you're not okay You can spill your guts, I won't leave You are not a burden to me 🎵

Joy's Birthday Donuthon in 18 days!~ Are YOU ready to see the new Joy?

Come with me to check all the friends this week~

➡️ Monday, August 12, 2024 5:00 PM PST [Twitch]

🍻 Tavern Talk with Hanami, Ribbotsaur, Rose, & Ivory! 🍺 We're finally BACK!!~ Time to continue with our Tavern adventures and we're excited to see what happens next! Sit back, relax, and listen to our tavern tales.

➡️ Tuesday, August 13, 2024 5:00 PM PST [Twitch]

💖 Lost in Limbo, over at Des' ❣️ "7 gods and a "mortal" walk into a realm-" This celestial's journey as a mortal who must f̴a̴c̴e̴ 𝔯𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 the 7 sovereigns of Limbo! I'll be humbly joining Des and amazing friends as we voiceact this exciting new visual novel! Join us 🍸 ~

➡️ Thursday, August 15, 2024 6:00 PM PST [Twitch]

💀 Hollow Knight (Hallownest Vocalized)! ⚔️ We beat the "Hornet" last time… ON TO THE NEXT BOSS, MAYHAPS?! Special Guest Appearance by The Hive Queen herself (amongst other HK roles), Zer0PM ! With the talented Zer0-sensei watching over me, maybe I won't get as lost in-game! At least one can hope 😂 Don't forget to tell her happy bday! 🥳

➡️ Saturday, August 17, 2024 3:00 PM PST [Twitch]

ChainedTogether, over at Zer0's 24 hour stream! Zer0 is hosting her first 24 hour stream (which was a donothon goal) this weekend! It starts an hour prior but I'll be joining for some raging Chained Together! Because Zer0 and chains just go together, right? Give all the love and support her way!

Check out all the links above!

Remember, it's Happiness Happens month. Seek out all the genuine happy moments this week 💙 ~

Save the Date: August 30, 2024

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[zer0pm]

Imagine both Leon and Luis offering you their jackets when you start shivering.

“You cold?”

“A little bit, but nothing I can’t handle.”

You say this with your teeth chattering and it was clear on Leon’s unamused face that he wasn’t buying it. The blonde sighs, hiding a slight smirk before his lips return to his characteristic frown.

“Here,” he says, shrugging out of his thick, fur-lined jacket. In doing so, the strong definition of muscles on his arms and chest came into full display and you couldn’t help but note every sculpted line. Those years of secret government training did wonders for his physique and the tight navy shirt left little to the imagination. Your overactive thoughts nearly run wild when his arms flexed out of his sleeves.

Remembering yourself, you shake your head. “Thanks, but won’t you be freezing?”

“Nothing I can’t handle,” Leon says with a slight smile, his gentle tone echoing yours when you tried to save face in a surprisingly teasing manner. For as long as you’ve known the blond, he was rarely warm and gentle. His stern, straight-laced demeanor and dry sense of humor often overshadows his kinder, sociable qualities. So to see him so openly considerate was a rare treat. This unexpected side of him stirred feelings inside you that are not at all unwelcome, but you found yourself at a loss for words.

He takes his jacket by the collar and offers it to you with an encouraging look that said that he wasn’t going to take “no” for an answer. You breathe out an air of defeat, reaching towards him. Against your will, your eyes roamed over the thick veins of his strong forearm and bicep appreciatively, and you tried to recover by quickly looking up. That was a mistake. He was no longer wearing a grin, but the heat within his eyes intensifies when they meet yours. You felt your cheeks burning under his knowing gaze.

Your fingertips (unintentionally) brush against his as you grabbed hold of the faux fur and was about to accept the weight of the clothing in your hands until you felt something warm and heavy drop around your shoulders. It took you by surprise and you look over to your side to see Luis standing next to you- sans leather jacket.

The Spaniard had his signature lopsided smile on his handsome face as he adjusted the stitched leather around you, making sure that it would not fall. It gave you an opportunity to look him over as well. You knew he wore a white-buttoned shirt, but now that he wasn’t wearing his jacket, you can see how nicely the fabric fitted on his frame.

For a man who considers himself the brains of your group, he was impressively cut. While Luis wasn’t as strongly built as Leon, he had a lean, well-defined waist that would have otherwise been hidden from sight with his jacket on. The sleeves of the shirt hugs his long arms nicely and his broad frame tautly stretches the thin creases that ran across the fabric, accentuating the exposed portion of his scarred chest. It became apparent to you then that Luis left the few buttons undone for reasons beyond just visual appeal.

The dark-haired man chuckled beneath his breath as he caught you staring. “Take mine, my friend. I’ve kept it warm- just for you.”

“Luis,” you started, trying to keep a straight face, “aren’t you worried about getting sick?” Your consideration came from a genuine place of concern and it showed in your voice, but you couldn’t argue the relief you felt wrapped inside the warmth provided by his jacket. You thought the leather would do little against the chilly weather, but surprisingly, it felt wonderful on you- most certainly because Luis’ heat formerly occupied it and the thought of you surrounded in said heat made your already feverish blush deepen.

“Y no te preocupes por m��.” He assures confidently. “I grew up in these parts. This weather doesn’t affect me one bit, so I insist.”

The man doesn’t give you an opportunity to respond.

“Unless…” Luis pauses for a second, playfulness glinting in his grey eyes. He then steps closer to your front. The movement forces you to reflexively let go of Leon’s jacket, leaving it to hang in the other man’s hand to allow room for the Spaniard to step in between you. Now only Luis stands in your full view, his eyes locking yours, all while maintaining his charming grin. “We come in close. Like this.”

The devilish man wraps a daring arm around your shoulders, nudging you closer to him but not forceful enough where you couldn’t pull away if you wanted to. You subconsciously didn’t want to and allowed him to bring you in, stopping to where your chests are merely a hair’s breath away from pressing against one another.

“This way we can keep each other warm,” he continues with a wink. “A good idea, ¿sí?”

Your ears pick up an annoyed scoff and you look over Luis’ broad shoulder. Leon stood with arms crossed, his bored eyes casted to the side as if finding something interesting in the distance. He already had his jacket back on, much to your disappointment.

Before you, Luis wears an amused smirk, addressing the blond without looking at him with faux intrigue, his focused gaze still resting entirely on you. “Something funny, Sancho?”

Leon ignores the obvious jab, “Just making mental bets on how long you’ll last before you start running your mouth. So far, I’m leaning towards two minutes.”

This made the Spaniard take a step back to turn his body sideways, arm still resting around you. Luis hums thoughtfully.

“Such harsh words for a squire,” he dismisses the counter with a casual shrug, squeezing your shoulder. At the time, you thought it to be a warm gesture, not once detecting the possessive undertones blatantly on display at the action. “Never underestimate a knight’s resilience. Or his endurance.”

If you had paid attention, you would have noticed the two men glaring at one another. You would have caught Leon’s challenging snarl and Luis’ taunting gaze. But no, you were too busy settling into Luis’ jacket, slipping your arms into the sleeves and zipping it closed around your form.

Ashley’s voice calls out to the three of you, announcing that she found something. Without a second thought, you start stepping towards her direction, separating yourself from Luis’ heat. You missed the frown he wore at your absence and by the time you looked back at him, he had on his usual charming smirk.

“Thanks for the jacket, Luis. I’ll give it back, I promise.” You say graciously, causing his grin to widen to a genuine smile. You then stop before Leon, also offering him a grateful look as you patted his chest. It was meant to be an amicable touch but the contact sent jolts of electricity from your palm to your chest. His body exuded an inviting warmth that made you hesitant to withdraw as you spoke trying to keep your voice level. “And I appreciate the thought, Leon. You’re always so reliable.”

You missed the subtle redness in his cheeks then too, willing yourself to give space and continuing to move to Ashley’s location. Both men are left staring after you, longing evident in the pools of silver and blue. After what seemed like an eternity of tense silence, Luis is the first to speak up.

“Dos minutos, mi culo.” He grumbles, a hint of amused irritation in his thick accented voice.

Leon snorts in turn. “That was generous.”

[fortune-fool02]

The Doctor will see you now

Luis Serra x ill female reader

Summary: With his lover feeling ill, Luis takes it upon himself to help her get better.

Warning: No spoiler for RE 4 remake. Fluff.

I would like to blame @zer0pm for this idea.

Sorry this is short, please leave feedback and comments as it really helps and is much appreciated. Thank you. Please enjoy.

Waking up, the bright light of the sun burned my eyelids, pulling a soft groan from my lips as I pulled the blankets over my head in an attempt to block it out. An aching pulse rattled my head, making my eyes squint each time my heart beat, it hurt.

Thankfully, I didn't have work today, allowing me to not worry about the bus and irritating day ahead. I headed to bed early last night as I wasn't feeling the best but it seems to have come back in full force and more. My throat scratched with each cough. A piercing ringing filled my head, my phone vibrating loudly, my head throbbing as my hand slid out to ignore it until I saw the name.

"Yeah?" I pushed out, aware that my voice sounded as bsd as I believed it to be. Luis' voice rung from the otherside of the phone.

"Dios mío, my sweetheart. You sound awful. Is everything okay?" His voice was laced with concern, a smile lifting my lips a little at his concern. As playful as he was, he did care about those he considered friends, or more, in my case.

"I'm fine," I turned the phone away as a cough scraped my throat, "Just feeling sick, is all." A part of me was expecting a joke thrown my way or a silly comment but instead, there was silence for a moment or two. I double-checked my phone screen to make sure the call hadn't cut off or something. "Luis?"

"I'll be over in ten minutes." I couldn't get another word in before the phone was hung up. A soft groan left my lips as I let my head drop back down on the pillow. Pulling the blankets back over my head, I tried to settle into some form of comfort without the feeling of spider-webs in my lungs and sandpaper along my throat. My eyes closed for a moment though there was a discomfort, fliting between awake and sleep that only made my head hurt all the more.

There a click in the distance, somewhere I'm not certain about, a soft thud and rustling. Heavy drowsiness weighed me down, making the simplest of movements more draining than they should have been. A sudden ping from my phone pulled me from my half-sleep state.

'Don Quixote: The Doctor will see you now, Miss [Surname]'

Blinking the sleep in my eyes away, I read the message twice more before sighing heavily.

'Me: Are you texting me from the kitchen?'

'Don Quixote: Not at all, princesa. I'm in the living room."

A smile tugged my lips lightly at his antics. Luis always had his ways of making me smile. The door opened up and the man himself stepped in, carrying a bag and wearing his old lab coat, his hair tied back in a bun with a pair of thin-rimmed glasses on. If I weren't feeling so crappy, I might have found this quite appealing.

"Don't worry, Miss [Surname], I am Dr Luis Serra. I'll be helping you get better." His tone was professional yet there was a playful hint under it.

"Luis, love. I-" Another cough racked my chest, a burning, dryness aching in my throat. Luis was prepared, pouring a glass of water and handing it to me which I took gratefully.

"Slow, small sips, darling." He hummed softly, smiling as he got his tools ready. After setting my drink aside, I slowly sat up, deciding to humour the man. He did have medical knowledge, so he might be able to help me get better quicker.

"Now then, how would you describe your symptoms?" Luis sat down on the bed, making sure I had plenty of room before grabbing a pen and notepad, scribbling everything I was about to say down. I listed it off, everything from the sore throat to drowsiness. He pulled a thermometer out his lab coat pocket and wiped it down with a tissue before setting it in my mouth, smiling with a cheeky "Say 'Ahh'."

Once the examination was finished, Luis smiled and presented me with a lollipop.

"For being a brave girl." I took the lollipop and gave him a look, yet I couldn't stop the smile on my lips as I set it aside for later.

[auryborealis]

@zer0pm's Luis x Reader fics are so incredibly written, I couldn't help but be inspired and draw these.

Fic Inspirations: [ 1 / 2 / Masterlist ]

[barenecessiteas]

How would Luis be with a quiet but awake reader(like Ada)? And she love to listen to him talking

Hi sweetie!

I actually don't do any sort of writing or requests. I did do an NSFW Alphabet for Luis as a one time thing, so I'm sorry if that's what gave the impression!

Even though I don't do writing on here, there are a ton of awesome blogs that do write for Resident Evil that I'd highly recommend! Idk if all of these have their requests currently open but here's some favorites of mine!

@squashfics @zer0pm @fortune-fool02 @luis-serras-little-slut @meri-meri-mwah @multi-fandom-imagine @love-toxin @imagine-luis-sera

[mossyivy]

NSFW - ♡

⨳Resident Evil⨳

⭔Carlos Oliveira⟡

❥ Sloppy First Time ♡ By: Hoyophobic

❥ Love in Chaos By: Ivylation

⭔Chris Redfield⟡

❥ Puppy Games ♡ By: Dollfacefantasy

❥ Comparing Hands By: Blueysobssesions

⭔Jill Valentine⟡

❥ Easy, Baby ♡ By: Bloodcasket

⭔Leon S. Kennedy⟡

❥ You're as Beautiful as the Day I Lost You By:Evilkennedy

❥ My Love Mine All Mine By: Hispg

❥ She's Everything and He's... He's There Too I Guess By: Leonw4nter

❥ Measured Touch ♡ By: Kennedyswhore

⭔Rebecca Chambers⟡

❥ Showering ♡ By: Obsolescent

⭔Multiple Characters⟡

❥ Leon and Luis offer their jackets By: Zer0pm

❥ RE Women as your gf By: Dazlynwrites

⨳Stranger Things⨳

⭔Eddie Munson⟡

❥ Possessive ♡ By: Rebelfell

⭔Jonathan Byers⟡

❥ Kiss Her You Fool ♡ By: Onegirlmanytales

⭔Robin Buckley⟡

❥ Wrong Locker By: Ashwhowrites

⭔Steve Harrington⟡

❥ Not Losing You By: Altrodent

❥ Dating College!Steve ♡ By: Buckleysbitch

❥ Bad Man ♡ By: Courtingchaos

❥ And I'd follow you (wherever you may go) By:Chelseeebe

❥ Reluctant Friends to Lovers By: Forever-Rogue

❥ Pretty Little Thing ♡ By: Rafesmuse

���Multiple Characters⟡

❥ First Kiss By: Kaylawritesfics

⨳The Walking Dead⨳

⭔Daryl Dixon⟡

❥ Daryl Being Soft By: Grimesthinker

❥ Crushing on Oblivious Daryl By: Cathrrrine

❥ Motherly Instincts By: Cultofdixon

⭔Glen Rhee⟡

❥

⭔Michonne Hawthorne⟡

❥

⭔Rick Grimes⟡

❥

⭔Multiple Characters⟡

❥ TWD Men Being Called Handsome ♡ By:Dixongirl93

[lilchickie]

I actually have two names so first we go with the first one:

WOOOOO DAMN OKAY OKAY I FEEL IT~

Yeeeah~ and the second one, baby:

THE COLORSSSS AAA

THANK YOU FOR THE TAG!!!!!

Now I choose you~

@thedyingmoon @poeticatenebris-a @tojisun @spirit-of-the-void @zer0pm and whoever wants to do it!!! 🐥☝️☝️

thank you @preqvelle for tagging me!

I tag @missygoesmeow and @sucharide and @bewitched-in-the-moonlight and @angellayercake and any and all who see this because it's so much fun!

[theperidotshade]

zer0pm replied to your post “Here, have a snippet of something new because I need to take my mind...”

This gave me really good chills, well done

Thanks!  I’m glad you enjoyed it.

[kevans81]

New Article: Spring Picks 2022 from the GamerGeek aka GameZero aka Kristina aka @zer0pm This one features some of the hottest games coming out during the Spring of 2022. Like Pokémon Legends: Arceus, God of War PC, Elden Ring and Horizon Forbidden West. It is another fun article written by @zer0pm with her fantastic and puntastic writing style. Also several links if you want additional information to any of those games. Definitely check it out and give her a follow. Also comment on here or on the website any games you are currently playing or looking forward to as well. Hope you all enjoy the article and like always remember to stay... Kinda Geeky #podcast #articles #website #videogames #anime #tvshows #andmore #gameZero #zer0pm #pokemon #horizonforbiddenwest #eldenring #godofwar #ps5 #xboxseriesx #pc #masterclass https://www.instagram.com/p/CdJ3WmWvfNk/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[cozywithjoy]

☁️ Joy's Cozy Week 😶‍🌫️

Monday, 7.15.2024 - Sunday, 7.21.2024

🎵 You’ll be alright I know that you’ve made up your mind I’ve changed mine one too many times And it’s just a bad night 🎶

I'M NOT BUSY, YOU'RE BUSY! <3 Please note, I won't be streaming on my channel for Monday, but I will be live at a friend's stream! <3 Links in bio!

Monday, July 15, 2024 5:30 PM PST [Twitch]

☕ Coffee Talk, over at NebaNatsuki's with Zer0! ☕

Neba and Zer0 have started their Coffee Talk journey, and I'm so thankful for the opportunity to jump in on their coffee adventures! Neba is also in the middle of her donothon, so grab a seat in the cafe, enjoy the voiceacting shenanigans, and give all the love to precious slime girl!

Tuesday, July 16, 2024 6:00 PM PST [Twitch]

🗝️ KH Birth By Sleep, over at Ribbotsaur's! 🗝️

Ribbotsaur is continuing his KH series, and he is the midst of Birth By Sleep! I'll be hopping on this adventure with Ribbot, and I'm so excited to go through Roxas- I MEAN VENTUS' STORY! cough cough

Wednesday, July 17, 2024 5:30 PM PST [Twitch]

🎤 Stray Gods: Orpheus DLC 🎸 Joined by the amazing Cursin_Kakashi, TheDiceAreCast & TheUndyingPrince!

We'll be continuing the Stray Gods adventure and following Hermes (voiced by the talented Erika Ishii) and Orpheus (voiced by the renown Anthony Rapp)! What musical adventure awaits us??

Thursday, July 18, 2024 6:00 PM PST [Twitch]

💚 Cozy Sims 4 Time with Joy 💚

It's a busy week. Let Joy slowdown a bit with one of her all-time favorite sim game, The Sims 4. Funnily enough, I have yet to play this game on stream. I am no expert by any means, but I casually dab into this game when I can. And I'm looking forward to mostly building/decorating and getting cozy with everyone; maybe make a sim or family~

Friday, July 19, 2024 7:30 PM PST [Twitch]

🐺 Okami, over at Zer0PM's! 🖌️

CozywithZer0, Zer0withSus, CozywithSus, Zer0withJoy - whatever you wanna call it - WE'RE BACK with the Okami shenanigans! It's my first playthrough, and Zer0 and I are having a blast with y'all with this classic game. With Zer0's master artistry and my nighttime sus, we'll make it through! Wait… See you there!

🍺 Double Featured Tavern Talk WEEKEND! 🍻

Saturday, July 20, 2024 1:30 PM PST [Twitch]

Tavern Talk, over at Yume Usagi's with friends!

Our favorite neighborhood bunny 🐰 has put together her own cast for Tavern Talk, and I'm so excited to be a part of her tavern adventures! So join the tavern shenanigans and don't forget to roll for rizz!

Sunday, July 21, 2024 4:00 PM PST [Twitch]

Tavern Talk, over at Desandra Kao's with friends!

The beautiful sky celestial goddess 🌟 is ready to take on the talks of Taverns, and she's called upon adventuring folks along for the quests, including me! Enter the tavern, prepare them dice, and drink up the lovely atmosphere that we bring!

Please check out all the amazing friends! Links above and in bio!~ Check out my discord and twitter where I regularly update on schedule. See you at all the things :3

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Have a cozy timezone! <3

[zer0pm]

Imagine Luis using the communicator to call you. Constantly.

“Luis? What’s your status?”

“No bueno, my friend. I’m in a lot of pain.”

Your head immediately snaps up at attention to these words. Leon, who answered the call as the device was on his person, shares your look of alarm and nods in understanding to prepare to come to the Spaniard’s aid.

“Where are you?” Leon inquires, maneuvering the communicator between you two so that you can listen in as well. “How serious are your injuries?”

The man on the other line groans, “I’d say pretty serious. Severe, even.”

Filled with worry, you were about to join the line of questioning until his voice cuts you off before you could utter a sound.

“After all… how does one recover from a lonely heart?”

Leon squints, “…What?”

“I am separated from my light- mi luz! Forced to wander these terrifying, dark corridors alone without any source of warmth and comfort!” In the tiny screen, you can see the man waving his arms around with an exaggerated pout on his face. He looked like he was rehearsing a scene of a play or something. Luis notices your face on his end and smiles widely before releasing an over-the-top gasp and calling you by name. “¿Dónde estás, mi luz? I am suffering without you.”

You pinch the bridge of your nose, doing your best to choke down the laugh that was threatening to erupt from your chest. Before reuniting with Leon S. Kennedy, your partner in the mission to retrieve Ashley Graham, you were running around the village with Luis Serra, a man you happened to come across while fighting hordes of infected villagers. Initially, you were suspicious of him, but he proved himself to be a man of good character, chivalrously watching your back and using his intimate knowledge of the area and the terrors that creep within to navigate you both through multiple dangerous encounters.

You and he became close quickly, forging a strong bond during your time together, made easy with the man’s charisma and light-hearted nature. Even in the constant face of danger, Luis would twist the dark ambiance to his playful tune, often making you the muse of his antics if not for the sole purpose to tease a smile upon your face. So what he was doing now was not at all surprising, but the confused and incredulous look upon Leon’s face was priceless.

Just as you were going to point out that it hasn’t at all been that long since you two have separated ways so that you can help Leon relocate Ashley, the blond agent beside you drops the call with a push of a button. He then throws an inquisitive glare your way.

“What?” you ask.

“Do I dare even ask what the hell that was?” Leon shoots back.

You ponder his question for a moment before answering, “Honestly, it’d save you the headache if you didn’t.”

With that, Leon drops the conversation with a sigh before taking the lead to move on. Little did you both know, it wouldn’t be the last time Luis would call.

The second time he calls, he asks how you and Leon were progressing. And just like the first time, Leon answers, reporting that you were busy cracking at a difficult door puzzle while he kept watch.

“Whoever designed this castle was a real asshole,” the agent comments.

“Agreed,” you sigh. “And whoever took the time to reset these puzzles is an even bigger asshole.”

Luis’ voice chimes in through the static. “Perhaps I can be of some assistance? I am a brilliant man, afterall. Let me have a look, por favor.”

Thinking nothing of it, Leon walks over and faces the screen of the comm to you and the door so that Luis can see what you are working on from behind before you reset the puzzle. You then explain how you got stuck and your theories on what the possible solutions could be. While doing so, Luis hums after each pause, his face showing that of absolute concentration. After you finished and a moment of considerable silence passes, you engage him.

“Well?” you ask. “Any thoughts?”

Luis lifts his hand from his stubbled chin, “Just one.” He points at you, his voice lowers to a husky growl.

“You look particularly ravishing from this angle.”

You were grateful that Leon hung up before Luis can see the blush burning hot on your cheeks. After some time, you managed to solve the puzzle and proceed with the mission although Leon was none too happy with the Spanish man for wasting both of your times.

The third time the communication device goes off, you offer to take it from Leon.

“It’s probably him again. Why don’t I handle this one?”

“No,” he denies, shaking his head. “I still don’t trust him and you don’t need the distraction.”

Instead of being offended at your partner practically casting your professionalism into doubt, you reason with him. “C’mon, Leon. It could be serious this time.”

“Highly doubt it.”

However, more time passes and the device is still beeping. The sound echoes off the walls in taunting pings to the gnawing point where it was practically imprinted into your brains. When Leon couldn’t handle it anymore, he sighs in defeat and pushes the button. Again, he doesn’t hand it to you and greets the dark-haired man himself with an irritated frown.

“This better be good.”

“Depends on your definition of “good”, mi compadre.” Luis too wore a grimace, his voice void of his usual humor. “I’ve relocated one of my hidden caches and uncovered the suppressants you will both need to slow the growth of the plaga within your bodies.”

“Well, damn. That sounds like great news to me.” A wave of relief washes over Leon’s face, probably because Luis finally shared something worthwhile. “So what’s the catch, then?”

“Catch is- there are two different kinds of doses. One dose is a simple needle injection. That will be for you, Leon. Pero, the other…” he trails off, eyes casted with a faraway look while the adam’s apple in his throat bobs. Whatever was on his mind seems difficult to swallow let alone speak aloud.

Curiosity evident in Leon’s expression, he prods him further. “What is it, Luis? Is the other dose dangerous to administer?”

“It can be. The application process has a high probability of being rather intensive. For both the receiver and the administrator.”

You join in, “What do you mean?”

It was only until the words left your mouth did you realize what you just waltzed into.

Upon hearing your words, Luis’ expression changes like day and night, the somber frown flipping into a mischievous smirk. “It is nothing you can’t handle, mi amor. I’m certain. Only that it requires you and I to exchange bodily fluids in-“

Never before have you seen Leon hang up so fast, his hand covering his beet red face. You couldn’t tell if it was out of embarrassment, disgust, or fury for falling for the Spaniard’s antics once again and concluded that it was all at once.

“Let’s… ugh… Let’s just keep going.”

You didn’t put up a fight at the order, fighting off your own set of emotions that stirred from Luis’ shameless teasing. However, not even five steps were taken and the walkie talkie beeps. Leon was livid.

“For fuck’s sake, what now?!”

“Catch you at a bad time, Leon?” A deadpan feminine voice comes through the comms and you swear Leon turned several shades paler.

Leon’s “informant” tipped you off on Ashley’s last sighting and you two wasted no time moving to catch up to her. After fighting another wave of plaga, tensions were running high. So when you two were rushing to navigate around the courtyard, the communicator goes off once more and that became the last straw for Leon. Already fuming, he waited to see the Spaniard’s face on the device before verbally popping off.

“Luis, I swear to god. If the reason you’re calling is to talk about how miserable and lonely you are or make some dumb comment on a certain someone’s assets, I am going to literally throw this walkie talkie off the ramparts,” Leon snarled, his frustration unrestrained. “So I dare you, Luis, I fucking dare you to speak. And it better be god damn important!”

For a moment there was only white noise, then a familiar thick accent finally comes through.

“… I was going to say that I can see you two across the courtyard,” the man reports candidly, “and there’s a swarm of monsters coming in at your three o’clock.”

Sure enough, a horde of giant mutated insects were zooming towards you and Leon. Amidst the countless gunshots and death cries of your enemies, you can hear your fellow agent beside you cursing colorfully to the high heavens as well as the sound of hysterical laughter further in the distance.

When it was all over, the communicator was beeping again. Leon didn’t even bother answering. Instead, he tosses the device over to you without so much as a word or making eye contact. The brief exchange almost made you laugh as you press the button and are greeted by a familiar handsome face whose grey eyes lit up instantly at the sight of you.

“I think you broke the poor man,” you say with an amused, pointed look.

The expression you see in the tiny screen was that of feigned innocent confusion. “¿Perdon? Whatever do you mean? I thought I did my due diligence in warning you two of imminent danger.”

Your ears pick up an irritated groan followed by harsh stomps moving away from your position. You can practically imagine smoke coming out of the blond’s ears as he created distance, muttering an excuse that he is going to check the perimeter. If not for your respect for the man, you would have rolled over laughing.

Shaking your head, you return your attention back to cause of your partner’s grief. “Alright. Now that’s it just the two of us. What did you really want to say to me, Luis?”

“Nada,” the Spanish man shrugs, throwing you his signature charming grin. “Just wanted to hear your voice.”

[fortune-fool02]

Taken a Chance

Jack Krauser x female, military reader

Requested by: @zer0pm

I think you entertained this idea before… we know Krauser was like a father to his squadron. Imagine he was absolutely smitten with one of his soldiers (can be reader/oc- your call) and one day, he bites the bullet and decides to let his feelings be known.

He takes them to the side, talks them up, and right when it seems like they’re on the same page and things are looking up for our super soldier- bam! They get the call to order for a certain “operation”. And they have to put their conversation on hold.

Sorry, I may have put in too much but if this seems like something you’d love to tackle, I’d love to read it. Love seeing your stuff~

Warning: Spoilers for Operation Javier and RE 4 remake. Fluff. Light angst at the end.

Word count: 1,488

I LOVE THIS!! Thank you so much for requesting this!

Please enjoy!

Krauser made no attempt to hide the smile that lifted his lips a little as he watched [Name] step out from the army-van, along with her comrades, most of them smiling and cheering at their completed mission. Amidst the mass of movement, camo-wearing beings, he could always isolate her out of them. Every single time.

He greeted and welcomed back every single one of his men as they passed him, proud to see them back. But his eyes lingered when [Name] approached him, a smile on her lips as she looked up at him.

"Major Krauser." Her smile cut through him and his own smile grew warmer as he nodded his head back at her,

"[Surname]." His eyes took note of the splotch of purple and blue on her cheek, his brow furrowing very lightly. The sight of it making his chest twinge at the idea of her being hurt in someway. But she was tough, he knew that better than anyone. He trained her, after all. The two stood there for a moment, an air of uncertainty simmered, words both wishing to say but unable to do so.

"Um... I'm gonna... get washed up and... yeah." [Name] forced out with a polite nod of her head before walking off. Krauser watched her leave before silently cursing himself. He had this whole little thing planned in his mind about talking to her, trying to find an excuse to be alone with her. And yet, when the opportunity presented itself, the words refused to come out. Krauser never had any issue barking orders at the rookies, in fact, he often enjoyed it.

But with her? He couldn't even form a proper conversation, stumbling almost like he was back in high-school boy. [Name]'s presence, her existence, it touched something deep inside him that he had buried down, long-forgotten corner of himself, and now, he longed for it. He longed for her to be his.

He watched as she rushed off, catching up with her fellow comrades that were gathering together before she disappeared entirely from sight, twinges of disappointment gnawed away at him once she was gone. He gathered himself and went to continue about his duties, trying to get the thought of her out of his head.

There were bits of paperwork he needed to organise and whatnot. Planning out further training routes. They were going to be taking a trip through the jungle soon, to see how prepared they were for a serious mission. Sharing tents wouldn't be fun, but they would all have to suck it up and accept it.

Maybe he could share a tent with [Name]? Purposely arrange it so she had to share a tent? A heavy sigh left his lips as he ran his hand through his slicked back hair. "Fuck it." With that, he set the pen down on his desk and stood up.

The mess hall was quieter at this time of the afternoon, as everyone had finished eating and gone to take a small break for the evening. A handful of people remained, scattered about either in small groups or their own little world.

Among a small group, he could spot her [Hair colour] easily from across the room, like a black dot on a sheet of white wallpaper. His chest warmed, and he had to fight the smile that tried to form. He had to remain professional among the other rookies. He walked over, taking steady strides as he closed the space between them.

"[Surname], my office, five minutes." His stern voice made the younger woman blink, confusion on her face but she smiled regardless.

"Ooooo! You're in trouble, girl!" One of the soldiers teased as Krauser walked off, the rest of them chuckled a little.

[Name] joined in the chuckle, though she couldn't help but wonder what Krauser wanted. She hadn't done anything to earn her Major's anger, right? From what she gathered, he was quite happy with her progress. Maybe it had something to do with the recent mission?

Questions spiralled in her mind as she watched Major Krauser walk off, her eyes trailing along his build before he vanished. He did have a nice behind. She waited a few minutes before approaching Major Krauser's office. A light anxiousness chewed away at her for a moment before she knocked on the door, entering once hearing him from inside.

Krauser stood with his back to her, taking a breath then turned around to face her. His expression unreadable but held a faint softness around the edges, a softness that he only held to her and her alone. [Name] stood straight, her form professional as she addressed her Major. He nodded his head, a silent manner of telling her to stop.

"You wished to speak to me, Major?" That anxiety from before came flooding back into her mind, swimming around noisily, spilling questions upon questions, doubts drenched in deeper doubts.

"I did, [Name]." His use of her first name both sparked joy and panic. His posture attempted to relax but something kept it firm and stiff despite his best efforts. "As you're aware, your progress here has been incredible. I dare say you're one of the best damn soldiers I've ever seen." A light bubbling sensation filled her chest at his praise, her eyes lighting up in that manner that made him smile, knowing that he caused that spark in her eyes.

"Thank you, Major Krauser. I have only you to thank for that, given your teachings." Now it was his turn for his eyes to lit up. Krauser was always strict with his teachings and his training.

"Coming from you, that means something else." He smiled, his eyes locked on her, taking in every little detail of her form, her face. All of it. "I won't lie, and I'll get right to the point." He took a deep breath and straightened himself, "I can't stop thinking about you."

There were so many things he wanted to say, wanted to spill out to her, but he needed to keep himself composed and organised. He won't crumble because of some emotions. "For some time now, you've been on my mind. You're remarkable. A damn fine woman who won't take shit from nobody. I respect that. And you." She looked up at him, those beautiful [Eye colour] eyes gazing into his soul.

It was hard for him not to smile at her. "I'm not the best with words, and I care about you. Deeply." All these thoughts, this moment, he had played it over and over in his mind countless times. Picturing how he would tell her, how he would confess to her. Even now, it felt difficult but he pushed through it. He would never back down against anything.

[Name]'s expression was soft, gentle and warm, a ray of sunlight in his life, as she always had been. Slowly, she took a step closer and carefully reached her hand out to his. He allowed it. His heart hammering in his chest as her hand gently slid into his hand. Their size difference was always humorous to him. Her hand fitting into his perfectly like a lock and key.

"Major Krauser." She smiled at him, "Jack." His heart hammered louder at this and he tried hard to control his breathing. "I lov-"

Before she could finish her sentence, the door opened up and she quickly yanked her hand away from him, stepping back and looked over. It took great self-control for him not to reach out after her hand, chasing that gentle warmth.

"Forgive me, Major Krauser." A solider spoke, saluting as he stood there, "There has been an update, Operation Javier has been pushed forward. The unit is to leave today." Twinges of disappointment flicked at this as [Name] nodded her head as the solider left, turning to Krauser.

"We'll continue this after the mission, okay?" She smiled at him, ready to leave before stopping. She turned back around and walked up to him, leaning up on her tiptoes, and letting her lips press a soft kiss on his left cheek. With that, [Name] dashed off to meet up with the unit to get ready.

Krauser could still remember that day as vivid as ever. He stood by the edge of the cavern, his eyes holding a distant fog to them. In his hand, he held a dog-tag between his fingers.

'Lieutenant [First Initial] . [Surname] U.S Army - Special Operative'

The scar on his left cheek twitched at the memory of her lips on his skin. His eyes shifting up towards the night sky, the stars more dimmer than ever. "We never continued our talk after the mission, [Name]." He thought aloud, looking up as if she could hear him. But Krauser knew better. He had know better for two whole years.

And yet, he longed for a response. A sign. Something. But he never got one.

[lunarblaze88]

when you wake up to Ardyn cuddling you. and not your boy Prompto

this was a request from one of ardyn followers i just wanted to post it i miss u uncle!!

[nyardynn]

You’re never too old to yoga, I guess.

Wtf

[angelic-guardienne]

ardyn dumbification

this happened for no reason at all. not inspired by a dream or anything. just poof! woke up at 3 am and wrote it all in one sitting. i think it says something that the first thing i’ve written in months is ardyn smut, lol. 

Ardyn/F!Reader (2,185 words)

Warnings: super duper smut. edging, a little degradation, dumbification (fucks you so good you can’t think), overstimulation, orgasm denial, spanking, cockwarming, oral sex (male and female receiving), creampie/unprotected sex

Taglist: @mp938368 @valkyrieofardyn @zer0pm @sevansheart @bestchocobois @jaysfandomcorner @glacian-apocalypse @blindedstarlight @tales-of-a-fallen-star god. where the hell is everyone

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ardyn makes the decision on a whim. you haven’t done anything to deserve the punishment he’s about to give you; he just wants to make you cry and beg for his cock

he moves forward with his plans that very night. you’re lying next to him, asleep. it all starts with his hand under your shirt. gently, so as to not wake you. 

he wants to make you moan in your sleep, just for him. 

and you do exactly that as he fondles your breasts -- you’re like putty in his fingers and he simply cannot get enough of you

when his touch gets rougher, you wake up. as soon as he notices that you’re more responsive to him, he sits up and pulls you into his lap. he tsks at your sleepy face, dazed and horny as he’s made you

he likes you like this -- malleable, still not awake enough to become bratty, where the first and only thing you direct your attention to is how much you need him. idly, he thinks he should wake you like this more often.

you don’t know what’s going on, but you lean into his touch like you would in any other circumstance

“you’ve been a very good girl for me,” ardyn mutters into your ear, “and good girls get rewards.”

it’s a simple enough premise that you nod along, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and mindlessly starting to grind against him. 

ardyn stills your hips, grinning down at you. “and you’ll get it, in time, after I have my fun.” he relishes in the way you just stare at him, completely unaware of the storm heading your way

he tells you to undress, so you do. he lays you over his lap and caresses your ass, squeezing and groping what belongs to him

it makes you moan. you know what’s coming, and you can’t help the way you squirm when he asks you to count for him in that gravelly voice of his

one, two, three, all the way to thirty. you’re fully awake now, voice hoarse, ass raw, and cunt absolutely sopping wet. 

ardyn just laughs at you, running his fingers through your wetness and admiring the way you shiver and hiss

he makes you lay on your back and you whimper at the feeling of the sheets against your tender skin. even though they’re cool, it provides little relief. 

he knows that what you need right now is him. he knows that you’re always incredibly sensitive after he spanks you. he knows that you could probably cum on his cock without him even moving.

ardyn knows all of this. so when he lays down at your side and presses light kisses to your neck, you know he’s just teasing you

it makes you whine and grab his hand to shove his fingers up inside of you, but he curls them so they just bunch up outside. you whine pitifully again, body shaking.

“it’s not fair,” you whimper, trying again to get him to at least use his fingers. “riling me up like this to not even fuck me…”

“in due time, my dear.” 

and then he rolls the fuck over and stops touching you completely. your mouth gapes as you just stare at him, offended by the sheer audacity

you know you could easily take care of yourself, but you also know that would upset him greatly. besides, you’re intrigued. you decide to play along with his little game, excited to see what the payoff will be.

ardyn teases you relentlessly and leaves you hanging every. single. time. 

he cycles through a lot of the same methods, doing all the things he knows will work you up beyond belief. you can’t find a rhythm with it because you never know what to expect, and it’s driving you crazy.

sometimes he’s got you on your knees in front of him, his hand digging into your hair as he holds your head down on his cock

he fucks your face fast and hard and deep and all you can think about, gagging and choking and whimpering, is how badly you want him to turn you around and fuck you just like this

he doesn’t cum down your throat or even in your mouth -- he knows better than to do that. the feeling alone has made you cum before, untouched, and as riled as you are now, it would defeat the purpose of all the teasing. 

so he spends himself on your chest, then leaves you there to clean yourself up.

sometimes he spanks you, hit after hit after hit

he goes until you’re shaking and moaning and barely able to contain yourself, mindlessly begging him even though you don’t know if you want him to stop or keep going

he decides for you, every time. and he knows from the quiver in your leg that you’re one more hit away from cumming, your body trained so nicely for him. so again, he leaves you there, body burning for him.

sometimes he’s got you on your back, face buried between your thighs, eating you out like a man starved. the first time he did it, you were relieved, foolishly thinking that finally, this torture was over and you were going to get your reward

you were wrong, of course

he stops when you get that same quiver in your leg, the one that lets him know you’re about to fall over the edge. he kisses the insides of your thighs until you calm down, and then goes right back to eating you out again. 

he starts and stops and starts and stops, over and over again, until you’re crying and begging him to let you go, the stimulation becoming painful. you don’t even care about cumming at that point, you just need him to stop. so he does, leaving you aching.

sometimes he’s got you in his lap, your back pressed against his chest, letting his hands roam your body freely. he whispers absolutely filthy things in your ear, enjoying how you squirm and whimper for him

he slides his fingers inside you and you already know that at this point, they alone would never be enough. but it doesn’t help that he seems to be deliberately missing your g-spot and is very careful not to brush against your clit. 

but the whole thing still leaves you completely wrecked, tears streaming down your cheeks as you look up at him and beg him for mercy. 

ardyn delights in the way you can’t seem to stop moving, your body desperately chasing any kind of proper friction completely on its own. he strokes your cheek and coos at you, watching you sob and hiccup and beg

and he leaves you hanging. again.

you don’t know how long he decides to continue this little game for -- you lost track of the time shortly after it started. it feels like it’s been weeks, and knowing ardyn, it may well have been. by the end, the only thing you can form a complete thought about is how badly you need him to fuck you unconscious

it seems like instinct, ardyn knowing that you were finally ready for your reward. he doesn’t say it outright, leaving it to you to figure it out.

when he puts you on your knees and tells you to beg for it, you grovel and whine and beg and plead like your life depends on it, and you’re so desperate for him that you might actually die if he denies you again.

luckily for you, he has no such plans

he sets you on his lap and tells you to finish yourself on his thigh. it’s not enough and you both know it, but you’re so beyond relieved at finally being allowed to cum that you follow his direction without hesitation. 

you cum so fast that it honestly takes him by surprise; in no time at all, your leg starts to shake, and then your whole body follows as you ride out your first orgasm of the night, clinging to him for dear life.

the sight of you like this is the most beautiful thing he’s ever had the joy of experiencing, and he commits it to memory as he finally, finally slides himself into you

you’re impossibly wet and he loves it, able to fill you completely in just one stroke

he lets you sit there and cockwarm him for now, admiring the way your body twitches at the euphoria of finally having the one thing you’ve needed this whole time: him.

you’re already seeing stars by the time he decides to move, and when he lays you on your back to fuck you properly, you shoot into subspace

you cum again after one particularly hard thrust, and ardyn chuckles low and deep right in your ear, grabbing your hips and pulling your body tighter against his

he fucks you just like that until you cum again, screaming his name as the tears start to roll down your cheeks at the sheer intensity of it

it’s overwhelming. his cock is hitting so deep inside you, it feels like he’s in your fucking stomach, it should hurt but all you want, all you can think about is more, more, more, and ardyn is all too happy to provide

he pulls out and flips you over so you’re on your knees. as soon as you notice the emptiness you’re pleading for him to fill you up again, wiggling and squirming and unknowingly making it more difficult for him to get you where he wants you

he smacks your ass to make you sit still but it only riles you more. with a dark grin, he keeps going until you cum once more

you feel too weak to even move, all you can do is take whatever he gives you

and when he finally gets you just where he wants you -- ass high in the air, back arched, face deep in the mattress -- and he slides into you again, you swear you’re seeing divine light.

he goes deep, deeper than before, deeper still when he leans down to press his chest against your back, and you can barely fucking breathe, much less think

he starts fucking you hard and slow, periodically grinding his hips in a circle just because he knows it drives you crazy, just to see how wrecked you become.

suffice to say he’s delighted with your trembling form, the sheen of sweat covering your body, and that the only things escaping you are moans, sobs, and his name. 

he’s asking you a question and you know he is, but you can’t even grasp a coherent string of thought to begin to answer him. you start crying again, whimpering out some completely garbled nonsense

ardyn outright laughs at you -- you’re so fucked out you can’t even speak correctly

“seems i’ve fucked every single thought out of that pretty little head of yours. you just need your dumb cunt stuffed full, don’t you, dear? have i fucked you stupid?”

he shifts and you feel like if he goes any deeper he’ll come out of your mouth, and the pure euphoria is too much to handle

he reaches around and starts to rub your clit, but just the first touch is enough to make you cum again. if you were in a better state of mind, you might have felt ashamed for being so easy, but right now all you can think about is the dick filling you beyond the brim, giving you more than you can take

he doesn’t slow down or give you any room to think or breathe, just starts pressing kisses and little bites into your neck 

“one more,” he says, breath ragged as his own orgasm quickly approaches, “one more and i’ll let you rest.”

somewhere deep in your mind, you think that you couldn’t possibly recover from this -- from the intensity of the buildup, from so many orgasms in one go, from ardyn rearranging your pussy to form to him and only him -- it’s all too much

but when he yanks on your hair and practically abuses your poor clit and demands that you cum on him so he can breed you like the whore you are… who are you to deny him?

so you cum, screaming, crying, jerking, shaking, and you can already feel your consciousness fading as he twitches inside you and fills you with his cum. the heat is unbearable

by the time ardyn pulls out, you’re long gone, having already passed out from exhaustion. he smiles at you fondly as he cleans the both of you up

he thinks back on the experience as a whole, and he knows this will not be the last time. seeing you that desperate for him was something he will never be able to pass up again. 

he caresses your cheek, thinking that you still look absolutely peaceful even with the dried tears and the drool beneath your chin. you’re radiant just like this, and he can’t wait to do it all over again.

[imagine-organization-xiii]

Oh i really enjoy fic Recs, especially about the lovely apprentices 😊 I like to read new KH stuff, so Thank you for that! Would you consider to share your fave S/O, OC and/or Reader fics? 🖤

NOTE: I’m sure most of you have already read most of these since there aren’t that many reader/org member fics around. Even then, most of them are Explicit and NSFW. If you have any good fics to recommend, P L E A S E send them to me because i need some new recs

The original list is here.

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Imagine Running Your Fingers Over Saix’s Scars by zer0pm

Oneshot, Rated: T, Main Pairing: Saix x Reader

Pretty much exactly what the title says, but still an enjoyable little read.

Nocturnal Emission by kingdomheartsmarts

Complete, Word Count: 2.5k, SERIOUSLY NSFW, Main Pairing Xemnas, Xigbar, Lexaeus, Xaldin all with an S/O

The tiny bit of plot is that you’re Lexaeus’s s/o and you have a wild dream. Take from that what you will.

Promises by starlightened

Complete, Word Count: 5068, Rated: Explicit, Pairing: Axel/Reader

One year. That’s how long it had been since your entire life came to a screeching halt. A year since the love of your life was taken from you, a year since your entire world was torn apart.

Solace in Nihility v2 by WolfGoddess77 (and you guys know that WolfGoddess77 is famous in the fandom at this point)

Complete, Word Count: 33,402, Rated: Explicit, Pairing: Axel/Reader

When a new Nobody shows up in The City That Never Was, Axel teaches her that her new situation isn't all bad.

Unwavering Loyalty by WolfGoddess77

Complete, Word Count: 18,048, Rated: Explicit, Pairing: Xemnas/Reader

After a failed mission, Xemnas orders you to prove yourself, and you obey, in more ways than one.

A Hard Learned Lesson by minervamouze

Complete, Word Count: 3653, Rated: Explicit, Pairing: Xemnas/Saix/Reader

Xemnas is very confused as to why he just heard that you’ve been messing around with Xigbar, would you care to explain?

An Enigmatic Encounter by TheSnowconeMachine

Complete, Word Count: 5965, Rated: Explicit, Pairing: Xemnas/Reader

You're a young woman in Twilight Town, and you've been attempting to study Nobodies for a while now. Their strange behavior, coinciding with people in black cloaks, only brings more questions than answers. The Organization has taken notice of you, and its leader has offered to give you the answers you so desperately seek. What happens when you unwittingly take the devil's hand?

Desire for the Devil by WolfGoddess77

Complete, Word Count: 15,284, Rated: Explicit, Pairing: Xigbar/Reader

Xigbar loves teasing the members of Organization XIII, but when he finds the newest member after a battle against a Heartless, the teasing turns into something more.

Skipping School by Kalua

Complete, Word Count: 2,273, Rated: General, Pairing: Demyx/Reader

During a simple afternoon stroll, you notice some strange music. Curious, you decide to investigate just where it comes from...

Can’t Have Treats Without Tricks by DamnBlackHeart

Complete, Word Count: 1000, Rated: General, Pairing: Demyx/Reader

After a long night of trick or treating, you and Demyx finally made it home. The first thing that the both of you did was organize your treats, which led to some humorous tricks.

Workplace Ethics by herdemonlover

Incomplete, 9/13 Chapters as of 6/21/2020. Rated: Explicit, Multiple Pairings (You/Various Organization Members)

You decided then and there that what the Organization really needed was a good HR department.

Or: you, a recent hire at the Organization as its premiere Number Twelve, have to come to grips with a few unique characters that may or may not be scheming behind the closed doors of the Castle That Never Was.

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BONUS:

Here are the two fics that Sam and I wrote for this blog:

Learn Your Place by Merlicious and NoPantsSaturday

Complete, Word Count: 2946, Rated: Explicit, Pairing: Xemnas/Reader

The Superior doesn't like it when you contradict him during important meetings.

Playing with the Lights Off by Merlicious and NoPantsSaturday

Complete, Word Count: 6114, Rated: Explicit, Pairing: XIgbar/Reader

When Saix originally gave you this assignment, he said that the task needed to be finished with patience, intelligence, and not a small amount of luck. But then you looked over at your companion and you immediately deflated.

Ah, damn. This was going to suck.

Or, making no progress in a mission and a road trip that ends in the worst thing in the universe - feelings.