Hi! Can I Ask You About Alcina Dimitrescu X Reader Smut? Like Angry Sex After Fight? Or Jealous Alcina?)

Hi! Can I ask you about Alcina Dimitrescu x reader smut? Like angry sex after fight? Or jealous Alcina?)

Uuuuu I really would like to write jealous Alcina that ends in smut 🤤🥵 Thank you for the request 💜💫

The Unusual

   A/N- In my opinion, this was the best smut I’ve ever written and I hope you like it too :) We are such a simp for Ellie Williams ya’ll :)  You also can send me requests, don’t be shy <3 I’m sorry If there are any grammar mistakes, I’ll try to come back and correct them.

   Warnings- SMUT, Modern!Ellie, drink of alcohol, fingering, dirty talking.

   Request from- Anonymous

   Summary- After their meeting at the bar, what is usual for Reader and Ellie gets boring after a while and they decide to do something a little unusual.

   A blinding light from the window shone into the room where you slept. The pain between your legs was enough to bother you more than ever, but you laid still and let the morning sun hit your face. You turned your head in that direction with the rustle coming from your side and you couldn't help your grin both because you saw the person you saw and because you remembered that wonderful moment you had last night.

         A WEEK AGO

   Again, when you went to the bar you always go to, this time there was a little movement in it. In this place where you went to clear your mind, you met a lot of people and learned more stories than you wanted to know. Sometimes you had to choose between many people, but you could not find the right one for you.   Could such a thing have happened that day?

  When you entered the bar, you laughed inwardly as the familiar smell hit your nose. Maybe it was a little silly, but everyone had different ways of distracting them. Yours wasn't a one night stand. You had never even tried this. You thought the important thing was to find someone you could feel safe with.

  You stood in the bar chair to get a drink, stood out from the crowd, and looked around as you couldn't quite decide what you wanted to get. Everyone was having their own fun. When you looked a little more carefully, you saw that no one came here alone. You would give anything to come with your friends, but they had more important things to do. At least that's what they told you.

 “Hey. Ready to order yet? “Y ou turned your head towards the sound and you were almost speechless by that perfect face you saw. Your hands tangled, and you accidentally knocked the finished glass which the man beside you had. You silently cursed yourself. The red-haired girl laughed at you. You looked at her and saw that she was busy cleaning the glass in her hand. You laughed embarrassingly and decided to have your usual drink so you wouldn't keep her waiting any longer.

 " What. Uhm the usual, please? “ There was a problem that this girl had just started a job here and she didn't know what drink you were talking about. She frowned, but didn't seem to mind at all, as she immediately grinned and leaned over the table. “What about I give you my usual?”  You nodded your head and watched in surprise as she took the drink . You have never seen a girl as attractive as this girl in all your life.

  She placed the drink in front of you and, winking at you, moved to the side to take her next customer's order. When you looked at the drink, it was clear that you were not going to spend the night alone anymore. The girl, who hadn't even told you her name yet, looked at you from time to time, checking how you got the drink out of the corner of her eye. When you caught her staring at you, she smiled shyly with her perfect dimple and went back to her work. Your night was going to be great. You were sure of that.

     LAST NIGHT

   You tried to go to the bar almost every day after meeting the red-haired girl, but all this college stuff was throwing you off. It was getting harder for you to do the assignment given to you without being sober, but luckily, you somehow finished them all, or rather you had them done, and the only thing left was that you owed a meal to the people you had them do. It wasn't much of a problem either, you weren't really interested in school anyway. If there' was one thing you were really into right then, it was that bartender whose name you finally learned. Ellie.

   You had a more than good relationship with Ellie. After the bar closed, you or she were always so busy telling each other things that you didn't even know how the time passed. Sometimes one of you said something embarrassing and you blushed up your ass, but you got used to it. Ellie was a really nice person. Although what he's been through isn't very good. You loved her. You actually thought there was something more than something. Maybe love?

  You drank as you spoke , even drank to the hilt, and didn't hesitate to do silly things. It's like you were made for each other. The way Ellie looked at you in those eyes was so deep, longing and eager that you couldn't help yourself. She had no intention of keeping it to her either.

 That evening, you happily entered the bar again, with the comfort of finishing your homework. Before you walk right in, you take a look at yourself in the mirror and rejoice at how sexy you look. Impressing Ellie was easier than you thought.   It had already been so easy for her to influence you, which was an indisputable issue. Since the moment you saw the girl, or rather every time you saw her, your palms were sweating madly and you were trying hard not to jump on her.

  Sensual and insane.

  You quickened your steps towards where she was, but it wasn't that easy from the people dancing around you. You wanted to go to her right away and explain why you didn't come yesterday. You sat down on the chair in disappointment when you looked to the side where she always stood and saw that she wasn't even there, that there was no one in her place. However, you wanted this evening to be different from other evenings. You looked around with hope.

  "Lookin' for me, babe? “ Your eyes widened at her voice and you almost jumped on her, but that was not possible because of the table in front of you. If you had done something like that, you would probably have gone to the ground with embarrassment. “ Where were you? “ He shrugged his shoulders and waved her hand as saying never mind.

   “ Usual? “ “ Yeah, but your usual. I- I want yours. “ She nodded and quickly prepared the drink and placed it in front of you. This attraction between you was driving you crazy, you wanted it more and more each time. You wanted to explain yourself. “ I had some work to do yesterday, so- “ “ It's okay. You don't have to explain yourself to me.” 

  You took a sip of your drink and nodded at her understanding. You didn't even know exactly what was going on between you guys, and what was this willingness to explain yourself? You may have been nothing more than a friend to her, but at the same time, it didn't feel that way at all. Maybe you were having such thoughts in your head. You couldn't even taste the drink you were drinking properly anymore because of the tingling in your stomach. With a grimace, you pushed the drink away from you. “Hey. What- what about doing something different tonight? I mean If you want to. “ She smiled and nodded as her beautiful dimples came out.

  “Yeah, of course babe. “ You were used to her calling you babe, it didn't seem like anything different anymore. She started saying this word the day after you met, but each time it aroused different feelings in you. It's like the pain you feel in your lower side. Every time you tried to ignore it,  was difficult as Ellie talked or touched somewhere on you. You didn't want this night to be the usual. You wanted tonight to be different.

  “ Well, let's not drink the usual one then If we're doing the different things.”

 In a sexy stride that makes you feel like it's slow motion ,she leaned in front of the table, leaned close to your ear, and in a sexy voice, she said "Let our bodies talk If we're doing the unusual, baby. " . She bit your earlobe without pulling back. You shuddered and your eyes opened wide at what he said. That's when you realized that your feelings were not reciprocated. You were happy about this and with the excitement and some joy inside you started to wait for the closing of the bar with excitement.

  After a few hours of waiting, it was finally the closing time of the bar and almost everyone had left. Ellie had taken you and herself to her apartment above the bar to change, and you were watching her take off her clothes on the edge of her bed. She was moving slowly again, but you couldn't really stand it anymore.   The pain under you was growing more and more, it was making you squirm badly.

 Just as she was taking off her pants, you jumped on her and quickly pushed her onto the bed. You pulled off the trousers that she had taken off in half and took them off her feet and immediately started to take off your own top. She put her hands on top of your, tooking off your shirt, tossed it aside to be not found in the morning. Her eyes lit up when she saw your breasts overflowing from the edge of your bra. She lifted her head from the bed and  sucked on there, turning you into a whirlwind with little kisses. “ Fuck baby you're so fuckin' beautiful and you're mine, right? “ You nooded your head and kissed her as you leaned down on her and moaned to her lips. Your kiss was soft but sensual. It was almost unbearable, and you both knew it.

 “ I want to fuck you, Ellie. “ “You and me both , babygirl. “ You groaned against her word. You split both of Ellie's legs, kissing both of them separately before coming to her clit. It was like she was writhing on you. You are satisfied. You quickly peeled off her panties from her leg and buried your mouth there in no time. “Fuck, baby your mouth. Fuck it's so good. “ She ran her fingers through your hair and made you press yourself against her. You pulled your mouth out of there and spit on your fingers and stuck two fingers in her hole without practice.    Although she cried out in pain, she got used to it later and this time she started to moan with pleasure.

  “Y/N, I don't wanna come yet. Please let me fuck you too. “ Without raising your mouth too much, you said ” Me first, Ellie. I want to devour you. You're so tasty. “

 “ I want to know how you taste too, baby. Please. “ You groaned and let her lay you on your back.

  You can't remember when you got so undressed and came close to having an orgasm, but the best orgasm of your life was about to await you.

   She sat with her legs spread out and took you in her lap. You brought your hands to her beautiful little face and deepened your kiss. You took your place by her leg and started rubbing yourself on her. “Yes babygirl, keep goin'. Good girl. “   Saying these things only made you go faster. Her leg was terribly wet, but she didn’t even care.

  When she least expected it, you stuck your fingers in her hole as you continued to kiss her. She groaned and thrust her hips against your fingers, which also made your leg wobble, making it even easier for you to rub. You were so close. Your moans and pleasure screams filled the room.

   “Fuck baby. Yess. Come on. Cum for me. “

   “Ellie!” you shouted, mixed with a moan. “I can't no more. “

   “I know baby. Cu-Cum for me. “

  After that, you both came convulsively. Your legs were sore and cramped from too much rubbing. Ellie had already thrown herself  into bed and she was out of breath. You laughed and got on top of her. After placing one last small kiss on her lips, you wrapped your arms around each other and surrendered yourself to sleep.

lilsssssss can you pretty please write something for Heisenberg? I saw him on your tags and omfg I am in love with that man, maybe some fluff? ty 🖤

YES YES YESS BABYY!! Thank you for requesting , I was waiting for this!! 🥵🤤💜

hellooo i love your fics sm :(<3 so I wanted to ask you a fic were ellie is really sexually frustrated and desperate, but she's not a bottom, she's like a switch (?? and there's like a lot of dirty talking idk I hope you understand lmao 💗💗

I'm so sorry for responding late. I had some visitors lmao. Your request has got into my drafts baby, don't worry 😍 Thank u for it btw 💜💫

I just didn 't let them do it , didn 't let them take her life

(с) Joel Miller

I WOULD GIVE ANYTHING TO SEE ETHAN BEING ON KARL'S SIDE 🥺

Give Me Your Hand

Pairing: Karl Heisenberg X GN Reader

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

Rating: Mature

Warning: Mentions of disabilities, dismemberment, and death. Please do not interact if this will affect you.

If you know who the artist of the image is, please tag them! I couldn’t find them.

@batsgetscensored THIS ONES FOR YOU

“C’mere, give me your hand”

Ethan turned around to see the old engineer, Karl Heisenberg, sitting down at his work bench. A metal chair quickly slid it’s way over on the other side of it.

“Take a seat,” Karl said with a slight nod of his head, “this won’t take long.”

Ethan silently walked across the room over to the work bench and sat down. He offered up his left hand to Karl, the one that was bitten off by a lycan. Karl was gracious enough to help Ethan out by cleaning and stitching up the wound after he agreed to help him destroy Miranda. Karl wanted to make sure that Ethan would be ready to take her on, and that meant quickly putting together a tool for him.

Karl pulled out a small wrist band with two digits representing fingers to replace the ones Ethan had lost in his fight with the lycans. It was a homemade prosthetic, but with Karl’s expertise and engineering, it was also functional and would hopefully move with Ethans hand.

Ethan was intently looking at the object in the old man’s hand. It looked a little worn already. Not so much that it wasn’t functional, but it made him wonder…

“With all of the time you’ve spent plotting and building this army of yours, when did you ever find the time to make that? I never took you as someone who would make prosthetics in their spare time.”

“Honestly, I haven’t had the chance in the past 20 years.” Karl said, while taking Ethan’s hand into his and putting the prosthetic fingers up to broken hand, making sure they would fit properly.

“I made this a long time ago, before I really started making my plan for revenge.”

“Why’s that?” Ethan asked, genuinely interested in who it might have previously belonged to.

Karl took his cigar out of his mouth, blowing out a puff of smoke. He was really contemplating on whether or not he wanted to discuss this right now.

There was a good chance they might die in this fight though. So why the hell not?

Karl leaned the cigar on the ash tray next to him and grabbed the screw driver from his tool box. He took the prosthetic away from Ethan’s hand and began tinkering away.

All while reminiscing.

———————————————————————

You see, way before the events that brought Ethan Winters to the Village of Shadows, the Village itself was a quiet and functional little place. Nothing like the destruction and horror Ethan had walked into.

People roamed the streets and back alleyways long before the lycans descended upon the village. Neighbors were generally kind to each other and were willing to help newcomers when they were in need. That was long before Mother Miranda and the Black God began their reign of terror on the unsuspecting village — before it became known as the Village of Shadows.

After Mother Miranda brought Karl to the Village, she gifted him the factory. It was previously used for weapons manufacturing, but he could use it for whatever research she requested of him.

Heisenberg had a few people from the village come to help him get the place up and running again. Many of whom did not care to stay. Except for one.

Y/N had always been the odd one out in the village. Being born with mobility issues did not make it easy in a village with sloping hills and creaking bridges that swayed back and forth with each step. Not to mention the obscene amounts of snow. So when the offer came to work in a factory that, for the most part, had flat surfaces to walk on. They were all for it.

When Karl first noticed their issue with walking, it came as a surprise to him. Thinking back on it, he never once saw them standing up until this moment, so he had no idea that they had a hard time getting around.

“Alright Y/N, I can’t have you here in the factory.” He said, stopping them before entering the door way into the main ‘production’ area.

“And why not?” Y/N asked, exasperated.

“Because you’re going to fall and fuck something up.” He said while gesturing up and down trying to convince them.

“Am not!” Y/N yelled, crossing their arms and leaning on the desk.

“Are too!”

“Am NOT!” Y/N yelled louder at the old man. “Look, I can be useful, I swear.” Y/N said a bit more composed.

Karl took his gloved hand, and massaged the bridge of his nose in defeat.

‘This bitch is going to be harder for me to get rid of than I thought.’

“What did you have in mind?”

Y/N looked around the room pensively. There had to be something they could do around here.

Right?

Right?

“Okay, I can’t think of anything, but there’s got to be something you could have me do. I’m not as useless as everyone else makes me out to seem.” Standing up and limping their way over to him. “At the very least, I could cook some food and keep you company.”

“You really just don’t want to leave, do you?”

“Do you know what it’s like to be looked at as a freak by the people you’re forced to be surrounded by every god damn day? I can hardly even get out of my own house without these people staring, like they’ve never seen me before.”

Karl knew exactly how they felt. Ever since the experimentation that was done to him and Miranda making him a lord of the village. He felt the same way. Maybe he might be able to find something useful to do, even if it was keeping them around just to have someone else to talk to. Someone else that understands what it’s like to be seen as something other than just human.

“Alright, fine. But you’re going to need to stay close to me. I don’t want you falling and getting hurt in this place.” Karl said while holding out his hand to Y/N. “Deal?”

Y/N’s sad look changed in a millisecond to a beaming smile as they reached out and grabbed Karl’s hand.

“Deal!”

———————————————————————

“So, what happened after that?” Ethan asked, back in the chair with his arms crossed, watching Karl still tinkering away at the prosthetic.

“After a while of living here in the factory with me, they had decided that they were staying here for good and not leaving. Which was fine by me, I enjoyed their company. So I started trying to find ways to make things a bit easier for them, hoping that maybe living here with me wouldn’t be as much of a physically torturous experience as they had experienced out in the village.”

Karl looked over the prosthetic one more time, making sure that he didn’t need making any more adjustments before putting it on Ethans hand.

“The first thing I tried to help Y/N with was getting around this place. Even though Y/N preferred to walk, I didn’t feel like it was the safest idea for them. So, I would pick them up in a chair and carry it around with me. Y/N would always yell ‘put me down!’, but it was either that or having them fall. I wasn’t just going to let that happen.”

Karl had gestured towards Ethan to give him his broken hand back, and started placing the artificial digits where Ethans fingers used to be.

“Y/N had gotten so tired of it that one day that they asked me to make a cane for them. Which was fine by me, but most of the stuff I have around here is metal. So I had to find a special type that I couldn’t accidentally pull away from them while they were using it.”

“Special type of metal? Like the one you used for the tank?”

“Exactly.”

Karl put the wrist band around Ethan’s arm and started tightening it enough so that it would stay in place and wouldn’t restrict any movement.

“So how did they come about needing this then?”

Karl chuckled, reminiscing on the incident that lead to it.

“Similar to you, they lost a fight with one of the lycans. Y/N was trying to bring in a bag of food they had gotten from The Duke, and was almost into the entrance of the facility, but one of those damn things ran up to Y/N, trying to take it. Y/N did put up a nasty fight though. I could hear them over the coms outside the facility. The lycan took the chunk out of their hand right before they were able to pull out the gun and kill it.”

Karl shook his head, picked up his cigar, and took a long drag. A slight smile creeped over his face.

“After the whole situation, they came in here panicking and crying. Absolutely thought they were going to die right then and there. As I did for you, I took them into the factory, cleaned and sewed their wound shut, and began making the prosthetic for them as well. Which I’m done with now, by the way.”

Ethan brought his hand back, and studied it. It wasn’t as malleable as modern day prosthetics are. This one was a bit clunky to work with, but considering the circumstances, it was better than nothing.

“They must have been pretty happy to have had this thing, then.” Ethan said, “I’m honored to be able to use it.”

Karl looked at him with a grin on his face.

“You should be. Y/N would absolutely kill me if they knew someone else was using that thing.” He said, pointing down at the prosthetic.

But now Ethan wondered. ‘If Heisenberg is still here, then what happened to Y/N?’

And almost as if sensing the question that was lingering in Ethans mind, Karl pulled out a small locket from his coat pocket. He opened it up and inside was a small picture of Y/N. Karl’s expression and demeanor changed with this. He handed the locket over to Ethan to see. Ethan could see how young Y/N was. They still had that beaming smile on their face that Karl had described earlier. What happened?

“As Y/N got older, their mobility became increasingly worse. They couldn’t use the cane any more and could hardly even stand up without falling. We tried out every single option we could with what we had. But with the loss of their mobility, they also started to become weaker - much weaker.”

Karl leaned back in his chair, looking away from Ethan, and took another long drag of the cigar before continuing.

“Y/N had known about the cadou and all of the experiments Mother Miranda had already done. They begged me to take them to her, much to my disdain. I knew that the experimentation would have a high chance of killing them, especially with the loss of their functions and the weakness. But they still held out hope, even to the last second.”

‘Shit,’ Ethan thought.

“Miranda, being the bitch that she is, just considered Y/N another failed experiment. But my heart felt like it was ripped out of my chest that day, and I lost the one person in my life who actually understood me and even enjoyed being around me.”

“I’m sorry to hear that.” Ethan said, putting his hand on Karls arm, “I can imagine what it’s like to lose someone like that.”

Karl looked back towards the young man, not used to someone trying to show him comfort any more, let alone apologize to him for something that wasn’t even his fault. Maybe this partnership would work out better than he hoped.

“Thanks for that. After they died, I couldn’t bear to bring them back to the factory. I wasn’t going to make them into one of my soldats. They were too important to be just that. So I gave them a burial, next to my parents’ grave.”

Ethan took in the view of the old man, seeing him for all that he really was in that moment: Broken.

“You did the best you could to help them when they needed it most and were able to give them something that they probably wouldn’t have gotten living in the village alone. Someone to actually care and understand them, and a burial place where they get to finally rest from all of the pain they suffered.”

Tears started to well up in Karls eyes now. He had tried to push the pain of missing Y/N away for so long, but hearing that he tried his best, and that they finally were getting the rest they needed. Well, it just brought it all back up again, like it was the first day it happened.

“I know you miss them a lot. Considering Miranda had a play in their end, I can understand now why getting this revenge makes it that much more personal to you.”

Ethan closed the locket, and handed it back to Heisenberg.

“I’m on your side Heisenberg.” Ethan said as he pulled out his gun and cocked it back.

A look of astonishment on the old man’s face.

“Now lets go end this bitch.”