Don Flamenco Masterlist

Don Flamenco Masterlist

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Headcanons

(Request) (Fluff) Don Flamenco with S/O who’s introverted and not good at relationships

[NSFW] Don Flamenco NSFW Headcanons

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Anywaysss section down below is lists of things I'm comfortable writing and not comfortable writing. Please read this thoroughly before requesting!

I write:

Male and Female X Female Readers

Male and Female X Gender Neutral Readers

NSFW (within my boundaries) and SFW (examples include strictly platonic friendships and romantic relationships) for characters who are 18+

Fanfics, headcanons, drabbles

What I plan to write about in the future, but don’t request these to me for now:

Poly Relationships (I have to learn how to write them better 😅)

Male Readers (As a female myself, I need to work on writing the male perspective better, as I've always strictly written female and gender neutral readers. I'd hate to misrepresent my male orientated homies if my writing is awkward and ridged.)

What I’ll NEVER write. NEVER REQUEST THESE TO ME:

Pe*ophile shit

In*est

Toxic Relationships (like downright horrid)

Ab*se

Ships (I don't hate ships but this blog is strictly x reader fanfiction)

Yandere behaviour…. It just creeps me out too much

‘Real’ life actors (example stranger things) This is a blog strictly writing about fictional characters.

Anything to do with fictional minors is a no no. This is strictly a blog made with the intention of having an adult audience in mind who also simps over adult fictional characters as much as I do.

Under the “keep reading” section down below goes more into the NSFW Rules. If you’re not comfortable reading it please feel free to never read this part!

Now onto the more… NSFW of things. I write:

Consensual Sex

Degradation kink (hair pulling, chocking, spanking)

Dom/Sub/Switch Dynamics

Bondage

Teasing

Orgasm Denial

Sensation Play (blindfold, wax play, etc)

Breeding Kink

Praise Kink

Oral

Biting Kink

What I’ll NEVER write. NEVER REQUEST THESE TO ME:

N*n-c*n

R*pe

Piss kink

Voyeurism

Mommy/daddy kink (I'm realllyy on a fine line on this one idfk)

Foot kink

Spitting kink

Cutting kink

Slapping kink (slapping/punching a partners face is a big FAT no from me)

If you read this far thank you, and thank you for respecting my rules I have in place. I’ll add more rules probably in the future here if I need to. ^^💜

Piston Hondo Masterlist

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Headcanons

(Request) (Fluff) Piston Hondo Relationship Headcanons

DK West Relationship Headcanons

Requested by: I forgot Warnings: None Readers Gender: Gender Neutral Fanfic Type: Headcanons Fanfic Genre: Fluff Word Count: 345

• When I say this man loves his S/O, he REALLY loves them.

• He's just a total simp for his S/O, and would do (mostly) anything for them.

• Is a legit softie towards them. He just loves them that much.

• Barley yells or argues with his S/O, but sometimes he can't help it and it slips through.

• He immediately apologies if anything like that happens. He hates yelling at his S/O or making them upset in any way; especially when he’s well aware how he may be intimidating to some cause of his big tall statue. It doesn't make the situation any better in that case.

• Even then sometimes he lets his ego get out of hand, but his S/O puts him in line which he appreciates in a way. They keep him grounded from straying too far.

• If they’re willing to, West would be thrilled to teach his S/O Malaysian. He loved his culture and loved sharing it with others, after all.

• If DK West’s S/O know any languages besides English, he'd be ready and willing to learn their language(s) as well. 

• Cause he wants to learn more about his S/O, their life, and culture, just as much as he wants his S/O to learn more about his. Sharing is caring!

• Every once in a while, he'll buy his S/O gifts out of no where.

• He's not a big fan of gifts himself though as he finds quality time to be more meaningful, but he sees how much his S/O loves them and buys you things anyway. West just can’t get over how much he loves the new sudden glow on their face whenever he does.

• He does however appreciate his S/O taking the time out of their schedule to give him things too.

• West is the kind of man that prefers getting to know his S/O more and more as the days go on, and spending time with them is what he loves more then anything else in the world.

Now That's How You Beat A Downa! - (Bobby X Female Reader)

Requested by: Nobody

Warnings: Murder and violence.. someeeewhat descriptive wording of the said violence.

Readers Gender: Female

Fanfic Type: Oneshot

Fanfic Genre: ehh idk, after said violence gets fluffy after

Word Count: 2,117

"Lovely day for it miss!"

"You look lovely today miss!"

You felt yourself blush from the random compliments you got from citizens around town as you walked down the street. Everyone there loved telling each other compliments. You weren't one of those people, when really you hated them. Not because you were a downer, goodness no. You just got flustered easily and didn't know how to take compliments too well.

You see, you has always been a shy women since you were a small pea, and that got some people suspicious because of it. Even the bobbies thought something was up. Of course you explained to the best of your ability that you were definitely not a downer, and never will be.

You were quite a gentle woman and never yelled at anyone, even if you were defending anyone. You thought discussing the problem is better then yelling at each other. Your parents taught you that from a young age.

You worked at a retirement home in Maiden Home. You always got along with older folk anyway, so why not get a job involved around it? Even if the job didn't pay well you still enjoyed the job very much. The con of it all was some of the old ladies would tease you from time to time, making you flustered and you would start stuttering like mad. They didn't mean no harm and you knew that too well. They were just having their fun.

Speaking of Maiden Home you were currently heading to Maiden Home to work. You lived in Wellington Wells, so you needed to walk to work which you didn't mind at all. Exercise is important after all! You hummed as you walked through the streets, smiling and saying "lovely day for it!" to people that walked past you. You were all fine and dandy until you felt someone sneak behind you and grab your arm harshly, putting something sharp against your neck. You screamed in fear and people around you gasped at the scene.

"Nobody move!" The stranger announced to the small crowd- "Or else this youngling gets to be beheaded!" The stranger shouted out, gripping your arm with his mostly likely disgusting nails. Whilst you hiss in pain you could see the crowd frantically panicking like any other citizen would do.

"Downa! Someone get the police!"

"HELP! HELP! THAT POOR DEARY IS IN GRAVE DANGA! SOME ONE CALL THE CONSTABLES!"

Most of the panicked citizens ran away in fear, leaving you with mostly no help whatsoever. Seeing this didn't make you reassured you wouldn't survive this situation. God you wished you could take more joy right about now... No dammit there's no time to worry about that. You just couldn't stand here and do nothing you'd be dead in the next matter of seconds!

In the moment you thought over what you could do to escape the downers grasp. Your best bet right now was to kick him right in the baby maker. All you needed was a distraction to make this work. To your luck though you heard blown whistles come from the right of you. You sigh in relief seeing the bobbies arrive.

"Ya downa bastard let the lass go or else!" One of the shorter bobbies threatened the downer with his baton in hand.

The older downer rolled his eyes not really caring for the bobbies threat, cackling mentally. "Not until you let the gates open for the rest of us. We want our freedom back!"

The group of bobbies didn't give two fucks about what the downer had to say and ignored his "deal". It didn't mean fuck all to the blokes. All they cared about was how to help get the filthy downer off of you without him hurting you in anyway. They thought over their options carefully, but they had to be fast. Luckily for you they helped your plan into action.

Bingo. A distraction.

With the newfound bravery you smirk ever wider

lifting your leg to kick the man's baby maker, making him cry out in pain and drop the knife he held you hostage with. You go to pick it up while he gasp in pain, running toward the man to kick him down while he's weak, aimed the knife into his forehead without thinking with all your strength. The man scream in agony trying to push you off but you only continued to stab his head that was gushing of blood and brain tissue

The bobbies lowered their batons and stared in shock of what you just did seeing the massacre that just occurred. You stop after a bit breathing heavily throwing the knife to the side standing up kicking the dead bastard that laid before you.

You took a moment to pause to look at the scene below you. You felt... almost thrilled? You thought anyone would after killing a downer, but it wasn't even for that reason. A new sense of blood thirst it felt like. Whatever it was you felt wrong in every way possible, and now your whole dress and mask were ruined by blood and brain matter.

You forgot the bobbies were even with you in the first place til you hear this coming toward you. You had this feeling in your mind that you were in trouble, but how could you be when this was how things were here? Turning around you quickly tried to come up with an explanation to what you just done.

"A-Alright Constables I-I'm-" You stuttered out in fear, lifting your hands up. "I'm never like this- I don't know-"

"Blimey! Now that's how you beat a downa lady!" One of the bobbies exclaimed approaching you. It was the shorter Bobby. He seemed too thrilled to see the blood massacre to your liking. Noticing the downers body he crouched down to look at the downers now destroyed forehead. "Whoa you'd need a lot of strength to do that... impressive." He points out like he was complementing you.

You didn't know how to take it to be honest.

"That was brilliant! Roight in the head there good job we can take it from here!" Another bobby complemented on your "fine" work patting your shoulder with a wild grin. All you do is laugh sheepishly, stepping away from the bobbies.

"Thank you thank you my good sir's, but I must head home now take care!" You tried laughing it off and walk off but you bump into one of the taller bobbies chest by accidental.

"Sorry there missy you alroight?" The kind Constable asked.

You turn around quickly and all you see was the uniform of the Constable. Backing up you could already tell he was half your height just by looking at the attractive Constable, a somewhat familiar Constable that had such an lovely voice too. You swore you met this Constable before, but you couldn't remember his name.

The Constable notices the remaining blood on your clothes. He knew he couldn't do much to clean it expect your mask, so he bent down on his knee.

"Sorry if this seems off putting, but you got some... blood on ya mask still. Ya mind if I wipe it at least some of it off?" He asks kindly pulling out a cloth.

What a kind gesture from a man such as himself. He probably had better things to do then this but here he was being ever so kind so how could you deny the gesture from one of the men that technically help you save your life? With hesitancy you allow him;

"O-Of course Constable! I have a few hours left till I got to go to work anyways." You explain, reassuring the officer of the law. "And it's... kind of hard for me to see anyway, so thank you."

The Constable chuckles from your response,  starting to wipe your mask. "Of course."

He tried as hard as he could to clean it, but a simple rag wouldn't do much. As long as you could see that'd be enough for you to get home safely in his mind. Whilst wiping down the blood off your mask he looked past you to see the downers body being carried by one of his colleague. You saw him cringe a bit from this.

"Jesus, you... really killed him real good aye?" The Constable joked with you to ease your nerves, but you decide not to respond. He could tell him joking about it wasn't going to help so he moved onto something else.

"So tell me miss."

You turn your gaze into his blu- wait. They were brown. Interesting. His eyes were bloody brown. How rare to see something like that on a Constable. Brown was a much gentle kinder colour then the regular piercing blue eyes of the majority of the Constables had.

"I'm surprised you pulled that off. From afar it looked like the downa had a tight grip on ya."

You rubbed your arm shyly with a chuckle "Well Constable, I saw an opportunity to strick when he got distracted by you and your lads. Simple enough."

He hummed at your answer, nodding. "That makes sense. You're one tough cookie when ya can be shy bee."

You feel your cheeks start to flush from the silly nickname brushing it off like you didn't hear it.

"What is your name anyways? You seem familiar to me. I just can't quite remember..." The Constable asks curiously tilting his head. He sounded genuine.

"It's Y/N, my good sir, and thank you." You introduce yourself with a smile.

The Constable seemed to perk up hearing your name. He smiled before removing the rag off your mask. It seemed like in no time at all at least half the blood was cleaned off to his surprise. "Y/N... oh that's right now I remember. You work at Maiden Home yea?"

"That's indeed right Constable, but I'm curious as to how you guessed?" You ask him teasingly, and he seems to get a little defensive.

"I ain't no stalker miss I promise. I just overhead the old ladies talking about ya, is all, and from some of the lads too. They all say you're really kind and of course they're right about that." He says quickly in his defensive, feeling flustered, but all you do is roll your eyes at him.

"You really think my first thought was that you were a stalker? Oh please." Your attitude turned sarcastic seeing his reaction. It was almost too cute not to mess with him- "Word can get around sometimes, but I didn't know such good things were being said about me how charming!"

The Constable sighs in relief now standing up, nodding. "You're a real cheeky one Y/N, but due to my line of work I must continue from here; but not without returning you home safe and sound first with the news of downas running about today." He presents his arm to you leaning forward. "I don't think I can handle seeing you in harms way again ma'am, and I really don't want you to go to work looking like bloody marry all day. Since I know people will freak out seeing your clothes all drenched I know a safer route to get ya back home."

You were shocked at such an offer. It was an offer you didn't want to refuse as you felt safe and comfortable with this particular Constable. You reach an arm out to wrap your hand around his arm with a chuckle.

"I'll gladly take your offer Constable thank you so much, but you really don't have to do this."

"Oh but I want to ma'am. It's my job to protect the citizens of this fine city after all." The Constable states as you two began to walk toward the back of the city. It would be a bit before this egging question got the best of you, but you just had to ask.

"This might sound a bit intruding, but you also look familiar to me as well, and I'd like to know the Constable that helped with my mask. What's ya name Constable?" You ask in a genuine way, you didn't want to seem rude after all.

The Constable then stopped to look down at you with a cheeky smile. "It's Constable Tommy ma'am."

You couldn't help but smile wider from his smile. It was ever so charming as you two began walking again. "Constable Tommy... a lovely name for a man in service."

You couldn't tell, but the Constable began to flush under his mask from your lovely complement, looking away from this unannounced feeling in his heart.

"Righto ma'am, righto..."

Tatiana, Eve, DJSS, and Neon J with silly outgoing S/O [Not Poly]

Request by?: I forgot Warnings: None Readers Gender: Gender Neutral Fanfic Type: Headcanons Fanfic Genre: Fluff Word Count: 963

Tatiana  

• Oh boy oh boy. Tatiana had a bit of a problem with you the first time you two met.  

• She thought you'd be an annoyance.  

• She was proved wrong by your generous and fun personality.  

• Anytime you'd enter a room, the room would be a bit less grim and more positive. 

• Tatiana wasn't that outgoing herself, but herself being around you made her feel something she hasn't felt in years.  

• The more times you were around her, the more she absolutely adored you from under her professional gaze. 

• Of course when it came to hefty situations that personality of yours just completely disappears.  

• Depending on who you are, you're either the one panicking, or staying calm on the outside and at the same time panicking in the inside.  

• Tatiana being so strong willed, she never panics.  

• She appreciates that you tone things down and take things seriously when needed to be.  

• There are other reasons besides these examples of why she loves you so much. 

Eve  

• Someone like Eve. Quiet, stern, and professional yet beautiful with an also equally beautiful partner that's outgoing and silly, well...

• People wouldn't think these type of personalities wouldn't match. You'd be dead wrong though.

• Someone that's also funny and outgoing but also beautiful in the inside and out? Eve is complete love struck.  

• Eve LOVES your positive giggly funny self.  

• It brings a new light into any room.  

• Eve still dealing with mental issues, you've helped her so much so she's not trapped in her own head as much  

• She admires and loves you dearly, and she'd 100% create art based on you and her (especially you.) 👀 

• Dealing with Eve's breakdowns was the most heart wrenching things to experience.  

• You being her partner, there's not much you can do except to hold her and tell how much you loved her.  

• You try to cheer her up with jokes, but you know when to tone it down.  

• Eve appreciates when you try to make her at least laugh or smile.  

• Ever since you two got together it's always Eve ended up with a smile in the end.  

• She's become more mentally stable as of late because of you, and she couldn't be any happier being with you. 

Neon J  

• Another person matching his energy? How could he not help but fall in love with you?  

• He sometimes grew shy in your giggly presence.  

• He couldn't help himself. He hasn't felt like that around anyone since he was a young lad.  

• His boys saw him simping from a mile away as you two grew closer.  

• They'd 100% do dumb shit in order for Neon J and you to confess to one another.  

• Out of no where one day you confess your feelings to Neon J no problem. 

• After Neon J heard you confess you swear you saw a heart start to form on his radar screen.  

• You couldn't help but squeal as you hugged him.  

• As you two got closer in your relationship, you eventually moved into Baracca Mansion with Neon J and his boys.  

• It was an absolute delight.  

• 1010 were like your sons in a way too in a strange way. 

• With getting closer in a relationship means finding out more problems that lie underneath though.  

• One night you wake up to hearing Neon shuffling around in the bed  

• You could hear him panicking in his sleep, and that's when you hugged him from behind.  

• "Sweetie it's ok I'm here. You're here. What you're experiencing is just a nightmare. You're safe now I promise."  

• After a while of holding him, you could feel his body grow less tense. He woke up.  

• "I..."

• Neon said as he turned his body around to face you. You couldn't tell what emotion was which cause of his radar screen yet, but you knew right now he sounded and seemed ashamed.  

• "Shh..."  

• You shushed him as you brought him close to your chest. 

• You heard him sigh, his arms slowly making their way around your waist.  

• "There's no shame in having nightmares Neon. If you want you want to talk about it?"  

• You didn't get a reply for a good bit thinking he fell asleep, but then you feel him shuffle his radar boxed face out of your chest. 

• "It's about time I told you more about these nightmares, my love."  

• You nod as you hold him close as he began to explain his PTSD from the border wars. 

• You felt like you learned more about him in this emotionally open moment. 

• Neon J wouldn't say it, but you just listening to him as you held him close and supporting him got him feeling so loved and payed attention to.  

• Yes you were a jolly goofy person, but he's never seen you this serious before.  

• It showed that you cared this much about how he actually felt.  

• He knew he made the right choice to choose you as his love and for you to move in with him.

DJSS

• He doesn't want to admit it, but damn did he fall for you hard.

 • Not just for looks of course, but your whole personality.

 • Him usually being stoic and you being bubbly and outgoing rubbed on him for sure.

 • It surpised him in ways he didn't expect.

 • And that you get him blushing, like a lot.

 • He thinks it utterly embarresing.

 • Especially when you get excited over something and you come over to cover him in kisses-

 • He's blessed to have you as a partner. Wether in serious situations or regular ones, you keep him steady

 • Without you, I'd feel like he'd lose his sense of 'centre'.

 • He found himself being a tad more open too, and he 100% blames you for that.

 • Regardless of that he loves you, like a lot.