Coyle and Franco fighting because they both want the reader? They would be so jealous but then "get along" just because of them. I NEED THE POLY
Poly is my SHIT. Polyam especially. I assume you want polygamy in this, so polygamy you shall receive!
Coyle and Franco fucking hate each other as soon as they spot each other; it's one thing to mock each other, but it's a whole other thing entirely to fight over you like you're a piece of meat. Lupara is shoved into Coyle's face, and Barbi gets a faceful of baton until Murkoff threatens them.
Behave, or you won't be put into their trials anymore. Gooseberry's been wanting to teach someone about dental hygiene, anyway! This makes them stop...for now.
In trials where they're together, they keep their distance, but make sure you're safe. They'll get along as long as they both agree to keep you on top of a pedestal.
This, of course, will lead to passive aggressiveness, because Franco's possessive and Coyle adores the idea of sexually humiliating Franco for even DARING look at his Lady Liberty. These two are like toddlers fighting over a blue crayon or some shit.
"Electrocution is worse than a gun shot, ya fuckin' law pusher," Barbi would sneer, Lupara at the ready, "They can be bandaged! Your stupid ass baton will fry their brains."
"Least my pecker's got a favourable size," Coyle smirked, his cigarette tight between his lips, "I'll fry their brain in a way you never could."
There's lots of insults about each other's penises, but are you surprised?
Coyle will try to make you steal Lupara, and Franco will tempt you to throw water onto Coyle.
Basically; you're in for a comedic kind of Hell. Murkoff's annoyed at this development, but they're also interested in exploring this little..dynamic.
Can I please ask for Coyle and Gooseberry with an s/o that's really playful? They'll always instigate play wrestling, tickle fights, impromptu dancing etc etc.
Gooseberry and Coyle With a Playful!Reader
Mother Gooseberry💕
Mother Gooseberry thought you were just the sweetest thing. She loved your energy. There were times where you two just couldn’t stop giggling. Every time you popped up in a trial, you were a ray of sunshine in her dark world. She couldn’t contain her excitement and rushed over to you.
You were so blissfully unafraid of Mother Gooseberry. You always kinda were. As soon as you met her, you just knew she needed some love. You gave her a lot of hugs from behind. It was risky, but you loved to surprise her with throwing your arms around her waist suddenly. She let out a squeal, quickly realising it was you and soon laughing with glee.
If anyone else tickled Mother Gooseberry, they’d get Doctor Futterman’s drill right to the face. You on the other hand? Tickles were welcome! She couldn’t believe how much you made her laugh. It also made her so happy that you were comfortable with her to come up and tickle her. She giggled as your fingers glided up and down her sides, you too laughing.
In more gentle moments, you loved to just dance with Mother Gooseberry. If your playfulness died down and the room was dim and the Ex-Pop were quiet, you smiled softly and took her gloved hand. Your sudden gentleness put a smile on her scarred face always.
Leland Coyle💕
Aw, you wanted to tickle Coyle? So cute! He’ll tickle you too. Aggressively. With his shock baton. :)
Coyle always kinda liked you because you were the first to not really be afraid of him. All the other reagents and Ex-Pop cowered before him. You on the other hand? Challenged him! Your playful nature was never boring to him. He actually kinda liked having you around!
Coyle never backed down to some play fighting. He liked it when you just spontaneously tried to wrestle him down. He wasn’t a big guy, but he was deceptively strong. You both couldn’t help but laugh as he managed to force you to the floor. You were determined, and managed to wiggle out from under him to then straddle his hips.
Coyle smiled up at you on top of him. It was a genuine smile that hadn’t graced his scarred face in god knew how long. Before it could become a moment between you two, he tried to playfully fight you off. You were quick to tickle his sides though, blissfully surprised at how ticklish he was.
After getting used to and soon actually tolerating you, Coyle learned to like your tickling. You never disappointed with your random tickles, wrestling or hugs. It wasn’t long until you got him into the habit of doing it too. You never knew when you’d feel his arms playfully snatch your waist from behind.
What if Coyle had a shy person that he ends up corrupting? 👉👈💕
Leland Coyle Corrupts Shy!Reader
Coyle thought your shyness was amusing. How could someone be so quiet and timid all the time? Didn’t ya just wanna go crazy? He observed how nervous you were with speaking to your friends, your voice strangely soft. You were so weird! It was almost like he found you cute or something…
Your friends took advantage of your shyness and walked all over you. You stupid bitch. How couldn’t you see that? It made Coyle almost just wanna… he didn’t know. It was like he wanted to rip you away from them. He wanted to hurt them, but not to protect the Snitch or whatever. He kind of felt protective of you…
Coyle could see that you were innocent. You weren’t a guilty criminal like all the others. He could also tell you were weak, and he had to protect you for that. He soon grew furiously possessive. This unhealthy obsession with you made him all the more violent towards other reagents and Ex-Pop.
Coyle had you in his arms now. Whether you liked it or not was not an issue. Your shy demeanour and just… innocence… it was so different to what he normally saw here. You may not have even been overly good or innocent, but to Coyle? He was blind to everything but your sweetness. His strong arms wrapped around you tighter, his beard scraping against your neck as he nuzzled it.
Being as protective as Coyle was towards you, he couldn’t help but worry. You were very weak to him. He was starting to think others were going to take advantage of you again. Of course, he’d be there to beat them to death, but you still needed to learn to defend yourself.
Leland took pride in teaching you to be tough. He dragged over a poor grunt, holding him up by the back his shirt. You stared at the cop in silent shock as he told you to beat him while he held him down. You of course said no, but he kept insisting.
Coyle soon had to accept you weren’t a violent person. That didn’t mean he still didn’t try to force his brutal ways on you. He was only trying to help! Though he spent most days holding you close and keeping you safe, he still tried to rough you up sometimes. Whether he asked you to hit him as hard as you could, or even offered you to kill the Snitch… he wasn’t going to let up until you shedded blood!
concept: living in some idyllic 50s style suburb with something off about it, and you’re single and getting attention from two eligible older men in the neighborhood
Eddie Gluskin and Leland Coyle fighting to get your attention…
Eddie tries to convince you he’s marriage material by giving you flowers and showing off that he can take care of animals
meanwhile Leland is the type that thinks doing manual labor and getting dirty while shirtless is the most attractive thing a man can do for you
Leland has cuteness aggression every time he sees reader doing something adorable (what he deems adorable or the universal adorable that all dominant partners sees their submissive partners are doing) and gently shakes the bundle as he screams for her to stop and that he's pretty sure the law states it's illegal to be adorable and reader is casually giggling as if it's normal.
Leland Coyle With Cuteness Aggression For Reader
Ahh! He just wanted to crush you!!!
Every little silly, cute thing you did, Coyle lapped that shit up. The way you scampered around the police station? Adorable. The way your ESOP and goggles bounced around while you ran away? So cute!
Coyle was a rough man. He wanted to be gentle, but it was very hard. He grabbed your shoulders hard and shook you violently.
“It oughta be illegal for a fella to be so cute!”
Aww, he just wanted to squeeze your cute little tushy! And smack it! And hold onto it forever! He gave you little playful shocks here and there with his baton. The cop grinned with delight when you would squeal or cry out.
“Leland, stop it!”
You ran away as Coyle howled with laughter, teasing and chasing you. He gave you little zaps with the tip of the prod, eyes lighting up with joy behind his shades when you yelped.
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