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Love Me Or Leave Me Part 2 | Chishiya Shuntaro [Alice In Borderland]

Chishiya x Reader

Summary: Still at the beach, you decide to return the cards by yourself while not believing Chishiya’s feelings. However, an incident with Niragi changes your mind.

Warnings: just a punch, niragi being niragi

You woke up in a room, which apparently wasn’t yours. Your ceiling wasn’t as clean as this one for sure. The last thing you remembered was Chishiya’s confession in the rooftop, he must have left the beach by now. Wrong-

“You’re awake,” Chishiya entered the room, sitting at the table near the bed. You assumed this must be his room, realising that you had never been in here. He just stared at you as you observed the room, expecting questions to come out from your mouth.

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ㅤ──┈⠅ COOKIES OF DARKNESS FROM COOKIE RUN: KINGDOM ICONS ꩜̲%! like&reblog if saved ¡! don’t repost . . . ⌗

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Request: A lil pick me up for @girl-inthestars 

A/N: Sorry this too a bit luv and it’s pretty short. It took me awhile to want to write again after I lost all those drafts. I’m slowly getting back into it! ALSO I swear I’ll get on the ships yall 💕💕💕

Word Count: TBA

Demetri sprawled across your couch, engrossed in the newest issue of his favorite comic book series. You watched as his eyes traced across the page, drinking in the story. The look on his face was too cute to bare. You had to take a picture. You whip out your phone and begin the impromptu photo shoot. 

hey idk if your taking requests but,,, can you write a tory x fem reader? where tory gets protective\ jealous because someone hits on her? 😄

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YAY my first tory one thank u for requesting ❤️

fire and water | tory nichols x fem reader

warnings: mentions of SA, swearing
summary: a boy hits on you and tory gets protective

“So you go to West Valley?” the boy, who said his name was Dylan, asks. He’s leaning against the wall in front of you, and he’s close enough that you could smell the beer in his breath.

“I do,” you reply dryly, trying to hint that you really aren’t interested. You aren’t the type of person to tell people things straight to their face; that kind of thing made you nervous.

“That’s weird, I’ve never seen you around before. A pretty face like yours is hard to miss,” Dylan flirts lamely, and you have to resist rolling your eyes.

You lean away, fake laughing uncomfortably, “Yeah... it’s a big school.”

“Hey, how about we go upstairs? It’s a bit loud here,” he suggests, raising up a hand to tuck a piece of hair behind your ear. It makes you want to gag and slap his hand away, but instead you just hid your discomfort.

“I’m good here,” you reply, hoping he would get the message. But he’s a dumb boy, so of course he doesn’t.

Your heart starts to race when he grabs your arm, “Come on, Y/N, you can trust me.”

Suddenly he lets go of you, when familiar hands with black painted fingernails pull his shoulders back forcefully. You feel instant relief when you realize it’s her. “What the hell?” Danny yells, turning around to see Tory.

“Touch my fucking girlfriend again and I’ll kill you,” she seethes, holding him by the collar of his shirt. Your heart swells at her harsh, but protective threat, and it makes you feel good to see Danny’s face fall in fear.

“She’s your girlfriend?” he whimpers. Tory definitely has a reputation, and people know not to mess with her.

She scoffs, pulling his collar higher, “I said that didn’t I?”

“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t know, I was just-” the boy stutters under Tory’s cruel stare.

“Just leave, asshole,” she orders simply, but powerfully, releasing her hold on him. He hesitates for a second, but when she takes a step forward menacingly, he’s out of the room.

Tory’s whole demeanor changes as she turns back to you in worry. “Are you okay babe? Sorry I left you for so long, some bitches hogged the bathroom.” She put her arm around you, glaring at the nosy people who saw the whole thing go down.

“I’m fine, he was just being gross,” you answer, smiling up at her assuringly.

You and Tory are somehow a perfect match that no one would’ve ever thought of. You really couldn’t be more different, but it works so well.

Your differences compliment each other: your softness evens out her fire. When her anger overpowers her, you can calm her down. When people are walking all over you, she teaches you how to stand up for yourself.

“Next time, knee him where it hurts,” Tory muses, pulling you closer.

You nod in response as you both leaned in closer. She places her hands on your waist, pressing her soft lips to yours.

A/N: sorry it was kinda short but i hope u like it <3

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Possessive ↠ John Shelby

━ “gonna show you who you belong too.”

requestCould it be where the reader has been john’s girlfriend for forever and when michael joins the family he gets flirty with her and it really bothers john. He gets possessive one day he fucks her in his office and michael comes into the betting shop and sees them in john’s office and he and john make eye contact and john keeps going with a cocky look on his face

summary john sees how comfortable michael is getting around y/n who is oblivious to his flirting. john makes sure michael knows who she’s with.

warnings smut, fluff, jealousy, john being possessive, fingering, oral (f receiving), public sex (kinda)

a/n love writing for john

word count ━ 3k

tags@peakascum

𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐦 | 𝐣𝐨𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐞

Warnings: smut, adult content, vaginal sex, creampie, oral (f and m receiving)

Summary: You ask Joe what he's been doing while he's been out for the past few nights, and you don't say it, but he knows what you're insinuating. You end up having him sleep on the couch, but in the morning, you wake up to a lovely surprise.

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A/n: Needed something to satiate my joe cole yearning so here's some smut or whateva

It had been the third night in a row. The third night in a row where you sat in the exact same chair, trying to finish the exact same book, waiting for your fiancé to get home.

He had been busy the past few nights, that you could understand. But a triple offence of staying out past 3 in the morning didn't sit right with you. You even talked about it with your sister, and you already knew what she was insinuating.

Anonymous asked:

Requesting a platonic Yandere Bruce Wayne and Alfred. Can be General, and/or set in the Gotham-verse.

Yandere Bruce Wayne and Alfred Pennyworth (platonic)

  • Bruce is pretty delusional in his young age. He’s lonely, not having too many friends, if any. Well except for you. You’re here and that’s all he could ask for. You and Bruce are pretty inseparable, he makes sure of it. Even when you do try and pull away, even just the tiniest bit, whether to hangout with someone else or to just go home, Bruce is right there to pull you back. He keeps you on a pretty tight leash.
  • He is very demanding of your time and attention. He wants it all the time and when you don’t give it to him he gets manipulative. He’ll use his parents deaths to garner your attention and sympathy, pulling you right back where he wants you. By his side and with him. Only him.
  • You spend most of your time at the manor on Bruce’s request. He prefers to isolate you, keeping you alienated from your other friends and even your own family. He likes it best when it’s just the two of you. And Alfred of course.
  • Alfred likes you. He thinks you’re a good influence on Bruce and he’s just happy that you make Bruce happy and even open up. He isn’t obsessive, not yet. In the beginning it’s just about giving Bruce what he wants and keeping him happy. If that means having you sleepover for the next month then so be it.
  • He will very much encourage Bruce’s own obsession. You are Bruce’s only real friend and it’s even better that Alfred approves. When Bruce isn’t sure of what to do or how to handle a situation with you, Alfred will give him advice. Even going as far as to work out whatever misunderstandings or issues between the two of you himself. He’s not going to let anything come between Bruce and you.
  • Now, in his own obsession Alfred is very self-aware. He knows that he shouldn’t be encouraging Bruce’s obsession or even allow his own to be a thing at all, but Alfred also hasn’t seen Bruce so happy like he has been since you’ve been around. And besides Alfred is just there to take care of and protect the two of you. Does that really make his tendencies bad?
  • When you do try to put your foot down and lay down some boundaries, Bruce isn’t having it. He’ll try for a while, after all he does want your praise and approval, but then he gets to a point where he realizes he doesn’t want to abide by your rules. He’s freaking Bruce Wayne, he can do what he want.
  • Alfred will usually step in when things take a turn. Either your upset and want to go home or Bruce is being just a little too demanding, Alfred will be there to calm everything down. He’s an adult after all, you’re supposed to be able to trust adults and their words but really he’s just trying to keep the peace so you’ll keep coming back and staying by Bruce’s side.
  • Eventually, Bruce will get annoyed by the fact that you have to go home to your own family every so often. It’s not like you haven’t invited him to your house or for dinner before, Bruce just doesn’t like sharing you, not even with your own family. It’s ends up being a nice break for you from him and Alfred. Sometimes you just want to be with your family and not smothered or suffocated by your friend. But Bruce doesn’t like this, he wants you with him. Your his friend after all, his best friend. So, of course Alfred comes in knowing just what to do to make things more permanent.
  • While at the manor with Bruce one day, having spent the night, there is a call. Alfred answers it, coming back with a mournful look on his face. Your family had been attacked or involved in some accident, it wasn’t quite sure what happened yet the police were still investigating. But you were now an orphan, much like your best friend. Obviously your upset and who’s there to comfort you but Bruce and Alfred. Bruce generously opens his arms and home to you. You’re his best friend after all. His family.
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Imagine bumping into Edward Nygma while working a case at Arkham Asylum…

“(Y/n).”

You heard the voice and glanced over at Gordon and Harvey, giving them permission to carry on the investigation until you caught up later. As the pair trailed off behind the warden, you approached the Riddler taking in his new look – the iconic green replaced with black and white stripes.

You knew his actions had landed himself in the asylum but he always held a soft spot in your heart. “Why did the man ask his wife for a map?” You asked.

Edward smiled at the sound of the riddle before his lips curved up in a delicate smile and his gaze locked onto yours.

“Because he got lost in their eyes.” Ed replied softly. “And boy, do I always.”

A small chuckle escaped when you shook your head, eyes glittering under the lights. “How do you look like that in asylum clothes Ed?”

“A combination of genetics and perception.” His response was so nonchalant it was effortlessly charming.

Oswald Cobblepot x Fem. Reader Request

Headcanons:  how would Oswald confess his feelings for the female reader, a singer at the Iceberg Lounge who always stares at him while singing love songs? 

Requested by: Anon

I imagine it going a little something like this…

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  • First off, this man is confident, he is stoic and he is power.
  • When he sees you though… he m e l t s.
  • Sitting at his table at the Iceberg Lounge his eyes never leave you on stage.
  • Oswald first thought your doe eyes glances and flirtatious smirks were part of the act-
  • After all, his patrons ate you up: Alluring, Soft and Mysterious it was bound to be…
  •  He felt like he was sitting on pins and needles the first few times; trying to work out his thoughts figure if his feelings were true.
  • It took him a few weeks to speak to you properly about it-
  • Oswald plans this though- he’d wear his finest that night, impressions matter.
  • He’d invite you to a drink afterword’s in his office to “celebrate.”
  • “Ms. Y/N- “
  • It’s Ms.
  • He checked- if it wasn’t you are now or will be soon *cough*
  • “Forgive me for saying so but you’re a light on stage when you perform, a true beauty.”
  • You’d smile watching him; your cheeks dusted pink.  He’d notice.
  • “And..” he’d chuckle nervously looking at his shoes before meeting your gaze… “I feel as though I am a moth, humbled and drawn to your fiery flame.”
  • He’d shake his head momentarily before taking your hand. His mouth was dry and he’d take in a flustered breath.
  • “W-What I mean is…”
  • You felt butterflies flutter as he held your hand, noticing his faint tremble you’d pull him in; your free hand cradled his face as you firmly planted your lips against his effectively shutting him up.
  • He stiffened before relaxing as he embraced the kiss.
  • The two of you separated, your foreheads nestled together a soft mutter leaving your lips as you smile softly.
  • “I love you too.”

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gotham preference: when their s/o gets hurt

  • requested by anonymous
includes: bruce wayne, jim gordon, oswald copplepot, jerome valeska
warnings: violence, injury

Bruce Wayne: Bruce is a wreck when you get hurt. He’s lost so many important people and the last thing he wants is to lose you too. He hires the best person he can find to take care of your injuries. If someone is responsible for you being hurt he contacts Gordon in hopes that he can take care of this. All the while Bruce doesn’t leave your bedside until you’re better.

Jim Gordon: Jim feels so guilty when he finds out you’ve been hurt. His job is to protect people and he couldn’t even do that for you. He makes sure that you receive the treatment you need and he comforts you when it’s necessary. If someone did this to you Jim would promise you’d that he’d catch them and bring them to Justice. He failed once but won’t do it again.

Oswald Copplepot: Oswald is furious when he found out what happened to you. Not with you of course but he hired bodyguards for a reason. Why the hell did they let you get hurt?! He’s very tentative with you as you recover. In the mean time Oswald gets some COMPETENT men to take of the person who did this to you of that’s the case.

Jerome Valeska: like Oz he is more than angry that this has happened to you. No one gets to hurt you like that. You were HIS. Did people really not understand how insane he is? Did they not realize so much that they thought it would be a good idea to hurt you. Well maybe Jerome should teach them a lesson. He instantly goes out and kills whoever he holds responsible for your injuries.

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Anonymous asked:

Imagine Johnny slapping his gfs fat juicy ass

I love how your mind works.

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You glance from the spinning wheel of blades back to your golf ball, trying to line up your shot to successfully make it through the windmill in a hole in one. It was the last hole and you were already beating Johnny as well as your own record. He had already played and this should be an easy win for you.

You take a practice swing back, not hitting the ball, but right as you wind up to hit it-

*THWACK*

"-Johnny!" You yelp as he slaps your ass, your golf ball bouncing off the windmill base.

You whirl around, glaring at Johnny, who was now laughing and smirking.

"John. Did you just ruin my new record score?" You mutter in question as you rub your ass where he spanked before taking what you hoped was an intimidating step closer to him.

"Oh? And what if I did?" Johnny smirks, fingers tugging you by your belt loops closer to him.

This causes you stumble a step into him. You lean back to look Johnny in his pretty sapphire eyes. "It'd be a shame if we lost the only scorecard proving you won..."

"You wouldn't.."

"Oh really?"

"Babe-" Johnny starts, letting go on your belt loops and moving to wrap you in his arms.

You quickly push away from him and start running, fishing the folded up scorecard from your pocket, as you duck around the windmill.

You hear Johnny curse behind you and laugh softly as you pass off your golf club at the shack.

"Y/N! You don't wanna do this!!" Johnny shouts, now sounding closer to you.

Glancing back to tease him, you walk backwards, holding up the card in the air. As you crumple it up into a ball, Johnny's glare burns into your eyes.

He quickly starts running towards you making you frantically turn around and start running once again.

"Y/N give me the card!" Johnny yells as you stop in front of the small fountain.

You glance back again, looking for him in the small crowd nearby. You start to panic after a second. It should be relatively easy to find a six foot tall blonde, but you couldn't find him.

"Johnny?!" You yell, looking around for your boyfriend.

You immediately feel two arms squeeze around your waist. "Yes, princess?"

"Don't scare me like that." You laugh, leaning into him.

"Says you. You're the one that ran off trying to ruin my reputation." Johnny teases, trying to ease your grip on the crumpled scorecard.

You squrim in his arms, trying your best to keep the card from him. "I'm not trying to ruin anything.. Just trying to preserve my winning mini golf record."

"Yeah well not anymore, I won." Johnny whispers in your ear, squeezing you tighter to his chest.

"Because you spanked me and messed up my shot!" You defend yourself as you relish in his embrace.

"I would never," He gasps, prying your grip off the card with both hands and pulling it from your grasp.

"You're such a bully, Lawrence." You pout at him, making him chuckle.

"I'm just trying to defend my winning mini golf record, princess." He gloats, making you laugh before kissing him, not wanting to listen to anymore.

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Tiny (Johnny Lawrence x Reader)

Request: Could I get a one shot with Cobra Kai! Johnny making fun of the readers height cause she’s so small and complaining (but joking) that he always has to bend down to give her kisses by Anon

A/N: It’s a long blurb or a short one shot of Johnny and the reader jokingly fighting in the morning. See for yourself, I suck at author’s notes. 

Warnings: Fluff, swearing, play fighting

Wordcount: 883

“Johnny have you seen my bra?” you called through the apartment after you got out of a shower, getting ready for your morning shift, wrapped in a towel, hair wet, dripping on the floor. You were on your knees, holding your towel together with one hand rummaging in a pile of clothes next to the bed with the other, where you thought you had thrown your bra last night, but it wasn’t there amongst Johnny’s shirts and your own.

“Johnny!”

„You mean that one, babe?” you suddenly heard the familiar raspy voice behind you. You turned around and saw Johnny standing there, leaning in the doorframe to your bedroom, a little lacy black piece of clothing was hanging on his index finger, teasingly with a dirty smirk on his lips, he let it swing from side to side. You loved how he looked in the morning, with his messy blonde hair, the sleepy blue eyes, showing off his toned body whilst not wearing anything besides grey sweatpants, not yet ready to let the day begin.

In Given Time - Johnny Lawrence x Reader

Summary - Johnny purposely forgets to take his Dojo back door keys to work, just as an excuse to see his future wife.
Words - 1k
Warnings - fluff

Parking your car in front of the Cobra Kai dojo, you gathered everything you needed, that Johnny had forgotten.

“Lunch and the back door key to the dojo.” You muttered to yourself - of course not forgetting to pick up some Coors Banquet Beer as a little surprise. It wasn’t often you were in the dojo throughout the daytime, it was usually night when you agreed to pick Johnny up from work. This time was different though, you had the week off from work, so you decided to drop by, unbeknownst to your boyfriend.

“And get your ass down to Cobra Kai!” You heard Johnny shout to the phone that Aisha was holding. With a small smirk forming on your lips, you kicked off your shoes.

“Sensei, Mrs Lawrence is here.” One of the students told him, and you couldn’t help the redness that appeared on your cheeks.

“She’s so hot.” One of the other students mumbled but Johnny overheard, making you quirk an eyebrow.

“Here’s news for ya, she’s all mine you little twerp and now I have no choice but to team you up with Diaz.” Johnny smirked, well aware that Miguel was most definitely one of his top students - who could seriously kick some ass.

“Watcha doing?” You asked, still stood by the entrance with a very obvious smile on your face.

“Advertising for Cobra Kai, we just filmed this shot.” Aisha was quick to show you.

“I’m impressed, make sure the Cobra Kai snake comes in at the end, then it will really pop oh and you gotta make it chrome.” You told her and she nodded happily.

“Mrs Lawrence has a good sense of style, am I right?” Johnny spoke to the kids.

“Yes Sensei.” You had to hold back the laughter.

“Throw thunderstruck under it.” Johnny told Aisha and she looked at him confused.

“I’m pretty sure the rights for that song will cost to much.” She said and even you were confused where Johnny was going with it - after all he wasn’t all technologically there.

“No I already own it, cassettes in the car. Oh and put one of them hash browns at the end, you know like hash brown team cobra kai or something.” You couldn’t hold back the laugh there, as you slowly walked towards his office.

“Then send it to the internet!” He shouted proudly, as he followed behind you.

“I really like your confidence with this whole advertising ordeal.” You chuckled, placing down the bag of stuff you had to bring to him.

“Bullshit, I saw you laughing.” He smirked, placing his hands on your waist and pulling you in for a long awaited kiss.

“Hash brown babe? Really?” You questioned and Johnny looked at you like you were the crazy one.

“Okay so maybe I need a few more lessons in the whole WiFi section.” He told you and you rolled your eyes, taking a seat on his office chair.

“You forgot your keys to the back door again.” Johnny knew that he done that. It was his plan all along. Every single time, he deliberately forgot them, just so he could see you for at least ten minutes throughout his teaching.

“You’re a life saviour Y/N.” Johnny went towards his mini-fridge.

“Ah shit, I’ve got no more beers left.” He groaned.

“Well lucky for you, I always bring the goods.” Johnny noticed the bottles you had now put out on the table.

“They’re cold because I only just brought them so I suppose I’m not all that bad right?” You could read him like a book. After two years of dating, everything just came naturally.

“I’d say you’re pretty damn perfect, thank-you.” Johnny placed another kiss to your lips, treasuring the little break he got to spend with you.

“I’ll let you check through the rest of the bag, but there’s food in there as well-“ You were cut off with Miguel knocking on the door.

“I’m kinda with a hot babe right now Diaz.” Johnny sighed, the short moment together already being taken away from him.

“Sorry Sensei, sorry Mrs Lawrence, I’m gonna need the first aid kid-“ Miguel spoke.

“So we got some bleeders huh?” You swiftly grabbed the first aid box and handed it over to him.

“You’d be surprised how many of these kids haven’t been punched in the face Mrs Lawrence.” Miguel smiled.

“You know you can call me Y/N, Miguel.” His eyes went wide at your comment and Johnny let out an awkward cough as he escorted Miguel back onto the mats.

“What the hell was that all about?” You asked Johnny.

“Kinda told them that they’ve gotta call you that.” You looked at Johnny unsurely.

“Mr and Mrs Lawrence kinda has a nice ring to it though, so I don’t mind.” Johnny’s eyes went wide. Sure, he had one million percent thought of the idea, he had thought about it a lot but he’d never known when the right time for that would be. But then again, there was never really a right time for anything in life.

“So you wanna get married now?” Johnny questioned you.

“In given time Sensei Lawrence, but I have to go and get some food for the apartment.” You told him.

“I suppose I’ll see you tonight then.” He sighed.

“Johnny I fucking live with you, it’s not as if I’m leaving and never coming back.” You laughed and even with every little thing you had done and were doing for him, he found himself falling more and more in love with you.

“I love you Johnny.” You gave him a hug - before his reputation could be given up by another student coming through.

“I love you too.” He smiled, and watched you head out.

“Goodbye Mrs Lawrence!” The students called out.

“Goodbye kids!” You waved them off, Johnny kept a close eye on you, to make sure you had got in your car and driven off safely.

“So when are you gonna propose to her Sensei?”

Anonymous asked:

Hi there! Could I request something fluffy with Johnny where she patches him up after a fight? Older Johnny works.

You told me it was not broken! (Johnny Lawrence X reader)

Hi! I'm sorry this took so long. I'm having a tought time with exams and the writer block is back. I wrote it for young Johnny since it looked like you would rather have it about him…I really hope you like it and thanks for your request!! 

Warnings: Language

Word count: 1433

Two big boys entered the shop while you were busy reading a magazine. You didn't pay a lot of attention since it was late at night on a Friday and many people came in to buy drinks and stuff. However, these two guys really gave you a bad impression. They headed to the fridges without even looking at you and you prepared yourself to attend them. 

Pairing: Michael Gray x Female Reader

Requested: Yes, by @mrscherry

Word Count: 999 Words

Warnings: Swearing, Pre Smut, Smoking

Summary: Michael Gray has never seen the point in going to a library in his life, especially now that he's living in Small Heath. However, a certain librarian in London has him coming back time after time, even if it seems like she has no interest in him

Author's Note: So this is part of my 1K Celebration. The trope requested is 'sexy librarian + Michael Gray' . I have to try to keep each trope request under 1k words as a challenge to myself basically because I have a hard time doing that unless I'm writing about Finn. Originally I was just going to write this in the ask but then I decided to do it in my usual one shot format for the sake of my masterlist. I didn't want to add another section to each of them but I didn't want to label this as a one shot unless I used this format. This also wasn't as sexy as I wanted it to be but I only had 1 word left and I couldn't so anything with that. Anyway, reblog this if you enjoyed it.

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Working in a library has always been a dream of yours. Thankfully you managed to achieve that dream fast, as the library near your home is always looking for more staff. Most of the women there are much older than you, so they grew up in a different time and dress modestly. You often see them glaring when you come in wearing skirts that fall just below your knees and tight blouses. They especially hate your heels, which are often 4 or 5 inches high. To them, you dress unprofessionally, but in your eyes, you look fine.

That's why you're thankful when Ada Thorne starts spending time in there to talk to people who are on the verge of losing their homes because the rents are too high. She often wears clothes similar to yours and is nothing but polite to you, unlike so many others who frequent the library. The women often give scornful looks while the men watch you lustfully, something that never fails to bother you.

Anonymous asked:

Hello love. Can I request a Michael Grey headcannon where he’s smitten with the reader. Ty!

adore you - michael gray x reader

gif by @michaelgreys (this definitely inspired this fic, so ty!!! you’re amazing)

a/n: ok sooo this kinda got out of hand. but i’m not mad about it? there is absolutely no plot thank u very much but i hope you enjoy it as much as i did :) i’m working on p5 to whiskey business as well as some other requests after this! 

love, abi xxx

warnings: nsfw!! smut, fluff, slight power play, mentions of spanking, cocky!michael being hot af

You’d lost track of time, the shadows waxing and waning through the curtains of Michael’s spacious townhouse. When you’d first met him, you’d known he was different, leaning against a wall in the back of the Garrison, sending a smirk your way, cigarette smoke wafting from his lips  as your best mate chattered on with Isaiah, discussing which club was the best to attend on weekends. You weren’t paying much attention to the conversation, eyes fixed on the glaringly attractive man standing silently at the edges of your vision. Michael stepped closer to you, noticing the way your mouth curled at the edges when his gaze met yours. He had asked you out the same night, after more than a few whiskeys, of course. You accepted the invitation, his quiet intelligence peaking your curiosity. He was blunt, witty, and charming beyond belief, let alone more handsome than anyone your age. You could feel yourself falling for him fast, but was it so wrong? He cared, and made sure you knew it. Never mind the family name, and all the drama that came with it. Michael was yours, and you were his.

Gangsta’s Paradise (Michael Gray x Reader)

WARNINGS: DUB-CON BORDERLINE NON-CON, blackmail, loss of virginity, (for the sake of this fic let’s pretend that Finn Cole is taller than what he is okay)

! DNI IF THIS OFFENDS YOU !

➥ divider by @firefly-graphics

summary: an agreement with the Peaky Blinders is almost a done deal…until you catch the eye of Michael Gray. You’re suddenly thrust into the equation, and your father must decide between losing everything or losing you.

[x] REQUESTED BY ANONYMOUS

“FUCK’s sake, Luca!” you sighs, watching him get up slowly from his desk. “You really let your mind play tricks on you.”

“I just didn’t like the way they were looking at you,” Luca retorted, his height towering over you. “And that tells me they don’t know you the way I do.” Before you could answer him, his hand was already cupping your face. His tall figure bent down to your level, and whatever dominated your annoyance was his lips on yours.