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Charlize Theron imagines

Charlize theron + Characters Æon flux - Æon flux Charlotte Field - Long shot Lorraine Broughton - Atomic blonde Queen...

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Imagine:

Being with Delphine

Request: Yes or No

I love Delphine sm Atomic Blonde was the shit

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You felt Delphine gently run her fingers over your facial features, a soft giggle leaving her when she realized you had woken up.

"Did I wake you, mon amour?" She asked softly. You opened your eyes, blinking away the heaviness and desire to go back to sleep. The blinds were still drawn, blocking the sunlight. You looked at Delphine, a soft yawn leaving you as you reached up, running your fingers through her messy hair. Delphine smiled, leaning down and pecking your nose.

"Can we go back to sleep?" You asked, eyes shutting again. Delphine giggled again, shaking her head as she turned to look at the time.

"No, chérie. It's already noon." Delphine pressed a sweet kiss to your collarbone, sitting up. You hummed, opening your eyes again. You sighed, sitting up and grunting softly.

"I'll get breakfast started." Delphine called, getting up from the bed. You hummed softly, going to close your eyes again but a pillow hit you right in the face. You huffed lightly, pulling the pillow away and looking at Delphine as she walked out of the room. You stood up, using the bathroom and trying to shake off the urge to crawl back into bed. You left the bathroom, entering the kitchen and watching as Delphine made some bacon and eggs. You came up behind her, arms wrapping around her waist. You pressed a kiss to her head, stepping away and getting two glasses. You opened the fridge, sighing softly.

"I'll head to the store later." You told her softly. Delphine glanced over at you, nodding.

"Alright." You grabbed some juice, pouring it into the cups and placing them on the table. You put the juice away, looking for utensils to use. Delphine finished with breakfast, putting it onto two plates. She placed the plates side by side, waiting for you to sit before sitting on your lap.

"We should do something together today, mon amour." Delphine said with a small smile. You pecked her cheek, nodding.

"What do you have in mind?"

Gifs aren't mine.

[steddie-forever1986]

Rekindled Passion

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The night in Berlin is cold and harsh, much like the city itself. Y/N stands at the edge of Alexanderplatz station, gazing into the distance, the city lights flickering in the darkness. Beside Y/N is Lorraine, casually wrapped in her coat. Her face is expressionless, but Y/N knows that Lorraine, like a predator, is always alert.

"Ready?" Lorraine asks, without showing any emotion.

Y/N nods silently. The reason for Y/N’s arrival in Berlin is a mission, but deep inside, something else is simmering. Two years have passed since Y/N last saw David Percival. Two long, painful years, during which she tried to forget the past—the passion, the secret meetings, the burning touches. But the memories never completely fade. And now? Now Y/N is on the verge of seeing David again.

As they walk through the streets, Y/N’s heart grows heavy. Every step brings her closer to David, every second intensifies the bottled-up longing. It doesn’t take long before they enter the hideout. The air is stuffy, smoke lingers in the room. And there he stands.

David Percival, rough, dangerous, his eyes piercing, his posture relaxed but every muscle tense. His gaze falls on Y/N, and for a moment, time seems to stand still. His chiseled face shows no surprise, but Y/N sees the flicker in his eyes that he so desperately tries to hide.

"Y/N," he says quietly, his voice a low growl that makes Y/N’s skin tingle.

"David," she responds, almost whispering, but firm. Her heart beats faster, memories of their last encounters flash through her mind, but she holds his gaze steady.

Lorraine steps aside to talk to a contact, leaving Y/N and David alone for a brief moment. The tension between them is immediately palpable, like an invisible thread pulling them together. David takes a step toward her, his eyes filled with desire, his hand twitching slightly.

"Two years..." he begins roughly, his voice nearly breaking. "Two damn years, and you show up here like nothing happened."

Y/N’s jaw tightens. "It had to be this way. You know why."

He scoffs, his frustration almost tangible. "Don’t tell me you haven’t thought about me once."

"I never forgot you," Y/N admits, and the second the words leave her mouth, the ice breaks. The tension between them practically ignites. David surges forward, grabbing Y/N’s arm roughly and pulling her close, her body slamming hard against the cold wall.

Y/N gasps, but she doesn’t resist. Instead, she grabs David’s coat, pulling him down towards her. Their lips collide, heated and wild. It’s not a tender reunion, it’s raw, untamed, full of the pent-up emotions they’ve both suppressed for so long. His hands find their way under her coat, rough and hungry, as if he can’t savor the moment fast enough.

"You haven’t changed one bit," David murmurs against her lips, his voice a raspy whisper. His fingers dig into Y/N’s hips as if he never wants to let go.

Y/N lets out a soft, lustful sound, her fingers gripping his coat even tighter. "And neither have you."

The kisses grow rougher, more demanding, as if each second only heightens the burning desire in their bodies. They move recklessly, the world around them fading away, and they don’t care where they are. The moment is theirs, and they devour it.

Suddenly, they hear the sound of footsteps, and Lorraine stands in the doorway. Her eyes calm, but the corners of her mouth twitch slightly as she watches the spectacle in front of her.

"Do you two want to continue this later? We have a mission."

But neither Y/N nor David stop. Instead, David grips tighter, grabbing Y/N with rough urgency and lifting her effortlessly. Y/N gasps in surprise, instantly wrapping her legs around his hips. In one swift movement, he presses her even harder against the wall, his hands firm on her thighs as Y/N feels his arousal hard against her.

A moan escapes her, and for a moment, it feels like the world explodes. Every point of contact between them burns. Her fingers dig deep into his shoulders as she grinds her hips against him, throwing her head back and moaning again as the tension between them becomes unbearable.

David breathes heavily against her neck, his lips moving roughly over her skin. "You have no idea how much I missed this," he growls hoarsely, his hands gripping tighter.

Y/N’s nails dig into his neck as her hips unconsciously buck against him. "Oh, I think I know," she whispers roughly, her voice thick with desire.

Lorraine is still standing in the doorway, her eyes cool, but there’s a flicker of amusement in her gaze. "Seriously? In the middle of a mission?"

But neither David nor Y/N respond. Y/N feels every movement of David’s body, the heat between them only growing. Every kiss, every touch becomes more intense, as if the last two years are being unleashed in this single moment.

Lorraine sighs softly, turning away and leaving the room, her footsteps echoing in the silent hall. She knows she can’t do anything here. David and Y/N have found each other, and in this moment, only the burning passion between them matters.

As David presses Y/N harder against him, and she feels his arousal once more, another deeper moan escapes her, resonating in the darkness.

[steddie-forever1986]

Manipulation and Love

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It’s a cold night in Berlin. The streets are quiet, with only a few cars moving through the foggy alleys. David Percival leans in a dark doorway, watching the house across the street. His eyes fixate on the figure stepping out of the door: Y/N, his ex-girlfriend. Even after all these months without her, he has never stopped loving her. The breakup shattered him, but now he has a plan—a risky plan to show her that she still needs him.

He glances quickly at his watch. The moment is drawing near.

He takes out his phone and dials a number. "It’s time," he says calmly, then puts the phone away. He remains in the shadows, his eyes locked on Y/N as she walks down the street, unaware of his presence. She looks thoughtful, lost in her own world. Perfect.

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Y/N walks down the dark street, her hands buried deep in the pockets of her coat. She just needed some fresh air; the silence of her empty home was becoming suffocating. Since her breakup with David, she’s been trying to move on, but it doesn’t always work. Sometimes, she misses him—his presence, the way he always protected her when they were together.

Suddenly, she hears footsteps behind her. Quick. Urgent. A shiver runs down her spine, but she keeps walking, now a little faster. The footsteps get closer. Panic rises in her chest, and before she can turn around, she’s grabbed from behind.

"Don’t scream," a deep voice hisses in her ear. A masked man pulls her into a dark alley.

Y/N can’t think clearly. Her heart races, and she struggles to breathe. But before the attacker can do anything else, another voice cuts through the night, a familiar one.

"Let her go!"

With a swift motion, the attacker is yanked away from her, and Y/N stumbles against the wall. Her vision is blurry, but she recognizes the figure throwing himself at the man. It’s David. He strikes hard, with a precision and ferocity he perfected as an agent. The fight is short and brutal, but it’s clear who has the upper hand. The attacker is thrown to the ground, and David lands a final blow, leaving the man motionless.

David is breathing heavily as he turns to Y/N, his eyes filled with concern. "Are you okay?" he asks quickly, moving towards her.

Y/N stands trembling against the wall, her eyes wide with shock. She can barely speak, but she nods. "What... what are you doing here?" she stammers finally.

"I saw you and knew something wasn’t right," David says, glancing briefly at the unconscious man on the ground. "I couldn’t leave you alone."

Y/N tries to steady her breathing. Her heart is still pounding, but amid the fear, she feels something else—a familiar spark suddenly igniting inside her. She thought those feelings had long passed, but now, with David protecting her again, she feels the warmth and trust she once shared with him.

David sees the change in her eyes. For a moment, he stands still, then gently reaches for her hand. "It’s over. You’re safe now."

Y/N hesitates before taking his hand. "Thank you..." she whispers, her voice shaky. "I don’t know what would’ve happened if you hadn’t..."

David interrupts her. "You don’t have to thank me. I’ll always be here if you need me." His voice is calm but firm. He tries to keep his emotions in check, but his gaze gives him away.

Y/N looks up at him, and though she’s still confused and a little scared, she feels the connection she’s been denying for so long. "Will you... walk me home?" she asks softly.

David hesitates for a moment, then nods. "Of course," he says, and together they head back to her house. The streets are quiet again, but between them, an unspoken tension lingers.

---

At her front door, David stops. "You’re safe now," he says, turning slightly as if to leave.

But before he can go, Y/N grabs his arm. "David, wait..." Her voice is soft, almost unsure. She lowers her gaze before looking up at him again. "Could you... stay here tonight?"

David stands still for a moment, surprised by her question. But then a crooked smile forms on his face. He quickly hides it and turns fully towards her, trying to maintain his composure. "Are you sure?" he asks gently, his eyes searching hers.

Y/N nods slowly. "Yes... I’m sure." Her voice is quiet, but there’s a vulnerability in her eyes that she hasn’t felt in a long time.

David steps closer, his eyes piercing into hers, and without another word, he follows her inside. The silence between them is no longer oppressive but full of unspoken possibilities—a second chance at something they both thought was lost.

As they enter the living room, David looks around briefly. "I’ll sleep on the couch," he says calmly, though inside, he feels a longing to be closer to her.

Y/N hesitates for a moment, her eyes darting nervously around the room before she finally says quietly, "You can sleep in the bed... if you want."

David looks at her, surprised. He can see in her eyes that she wants his closeness, even if she can barely bring herself to say it. Inside, he’s triumphant, but he doesn’t show it. Instead, he simply nods and says softly, "If that’s what you want."

Y/N smiles slightly and leads him down the hallway. David follows, his heart beating faster. As he walks behind her, he knows his plan has worked perfectly. She wants him back—and he’s ready to do whatever it takes to reignite that spark.

David quietly lies down in bed, and as Y/N settles next to him, he feels the warmth of her body close to his. Inwardly, he smiles with satisfaction.

The morning slowly breaks, and the first rays of sunlight make their way through the bedroom curtains. The room is quiet, with only the soft breathing of two people to be heard. David lies on his back, deep in sleep, his arms wrapped tightly around Y/N. Their heads rest close together, and his hand is protectively placed on her hip, as if he doesn't want to let her go—not now, and perhaps never again.

Y/N slowly awakens, blinking into the gentle morning light, immediately feeling the warmth radiating from David. For a moment, she remains still as the situation sinks in. David is holding her close, so familiar and yet so different after all the months of separation. She lies in his arms, wrapped in this sense of security that she had missed for so long. Her skin tingles slightly under his touch.

Y/N shifts slightly, careful not to wake him, and looks up at him. He is sleeping soundly, his breathing steady, with a peaceful expression on his face that she hasn’t seen in a long time. A soft smile creeps onto her lips as she watches him. In this moment, everything feels so right, as if time had taken a step backward.

She never thought she would feel like this again—so safe, so close to him. The pain and the separation seem far away in this instant, and all that matters is the moment they are now sharing.

Without thinking, she snuggles closer to him, her forehead lightly touching his chest, and she breathes in his familiar scent. She closes her eyes as she feels the gentle rise and fall of his chest beneath her head. The warmth of his arms around her gives her a feeling she has missed for so long, the safety only he could provide.

David, half-asleep, feels her snuggle closer, and a smile spreads across his face, though he keeps his eyes closed. He instinctively pulls her nearer, as if wanting to protect her from the whole world. Inside, he is relieved. His plan had worked out better than he could have imagined. But in this moment, that doesn’t matter. What matters is that she is here with him, and that the spark between them has come alive once more.

Y/N remains still in his arms, savoring this moment. The morning is quiet, and in David’s embrace, she finally feels whole again, as if everything that ever happened between them has faded into the background.

She knows they still have many things to work out, but now, in his arms, it feels as if everything could be okay, as if this new beginning is possible.

[steddie-forever1986]

Possessive Passion

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Y/N stands at the edge of the dark room, the air heavy, and the flickering neon lights cast restless shadows. Across from her stands David Percival, his eyes locked on her, unrelenting. His gaze is intense, almost demanding, and she can feel the tension in the air. He watches her as if he could pounce at any moment, and the thought makes her breath quicken.

"Come here," he says, his voice deep and commanding.

Without hesitation, she steps closer, and the moment she's within his reach, he grabs her by the waist, pulling her roughly against him. His fingers dig into her skin as he presses her to him, his face inches from hers. The scent of whiskey and smoke surrounds him as he stares at her, his gaze possessive.

"You know you belong to me," he murmurs close to her ear, his voice rough and dark.

"Yes," she whispers.

David smirks, but it's not a friendly smile. "Say it louder."

"I belong to you," she says, this time more clearly, her voice firm.

No sooner have the words left her mouth than he crushes his lips against hers. The kiss is hot and demanding, his tongue immediately invading her mouth. His hands hold her tightly, leaving no room for resistance. She gasps softly as he grabs her hair in a rough motion, holding her head firmly.

"Tell me what I want to hear," he murmurs against her lips before trailing kisses along her jawline, his teeth sinking slightly into her skin. Every bite, every kiss ignites a fire in her, spreading through her body in waves.

"I…" Her voice falters as he pushes her harder against the wall, his lips moving down her neck, leaving hot traces on her skin.

"Say it," he demands again, his fingers buried firmly in her hair as he forces her to meet his eyes.

"I belong to you, David," she breathes out, her fingers clutching his jacket.

A dangerous glint appears in his eyes as he kisses her again, even more intensely, even more demanding. His tongue thrusts deep into her mouth as his hands grip her tightly. She feels his breath quicken as his lips move from her mouth to her neck, rough and relentless. His teeth lightly bite into her skin, and she lets out a soft moan.

"You drive me crazy," he growls as his fingers glide over her body, gripping her hips and pulling her closer. "I want you... now."

She bites her lip, her breath heavy as his hands move demandingly over her skin. "Then take me," she whispers, her voice barely more than a breath, but clear in meaning.

His eyes flare. Without warning, he pushes her harder against the wall, his lips finding hers again in a kiss that demands everything she has to give. His hands are everywhere, gripping, holding tight, as he kisses her with an intensity that leaves her breathless.

"You belong only to me," he murmurs between rough kisses, his voice deep and burning with passion.

[steddie-forever1986]

Double the Tension

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David Percival leans back in his chair, a mocking smile playing on his lips. He raises the glass to his mouth, takes a slow sip, and lets the whiskey burn down his throat. Paul, on the other hand, sits stiffly beside him, taking a drag from his cigarette and observing the scene with cold, detached eyes. The room is bathed in dim light.

"So, how are we going to handle this?" David asks, his voice dripping with irony. "You always seem to have a brilliant plan, Paul."

Paul glances at him without a hint of expression. "We have our targets. Just stay out of the way and let me handle it. You did enough damage last time."

David opens his mouth to retort, but at that moment, Y/N enters the room. She strides confidently through the crowd as if she owns the whole club. Her eyes shift between the two men, and a self-assured smile spreads across her lips as she heads directly toward them. She takes a seat between them.

"Good evening, boys," Y/N says with a knowing smile that makes her eyes sparkle. "I hope I'm not interrupting?" Her voice is low, almost hypnotic, and both men fall silent.

David grins, leaning closer to her. "Not in the slightest. In fact, you've made the tension here a lot more bearable."

Paul stares at his cigarette before slowly looking up. "We're working, Y/N. This isn't the time or place."

But Y/N remains unfazed. With a small laugh, she turns to David, completely ignoring Paul’s comment, and lightly places her hand on David's thigh. "Working, huh? I thought you two could use a little cheering up."

David watches her with growing interest, and as her fingers lightly brush his leg, he leans even closer. "What do you have in mind?"

Y/N now turns to Paul, and although he tries to maintain his cold demeanor, the tension between them is palpable. She lets her fingers play over Paul's hand, which still holds the cigarette. "I think you're both far too serious. A bit of… relaxation might do you both some good."

Paul takes a slow drag on his cigarette, his jaw muscles tensing as he feels the electricity between them. He exhales the smoke slowly but says nothing.

David chuckles softly. "Well, Paul? Looks like she has a point."

Y/N glances back and forth between the two, her eyes full of amusement. She leans toward David first, her lips close to his ear. "You're far too tense, David," she whispers softly, and before he can react, she presses her lips to his in a short, intense kiss that leaves him momentarily stunned.

Before David can recover from the moment, Y/N swiftly turns to Paul. She places her hand on his cheek, forcing him to look at her. "And you… you might need this even more than he does." Without hesitation, she pulls him closer and kisses him just as passionately as she did David.

Paul doesn’t react immediately, but then he returns the kiss, his hand resting on Y/N’s back. When she pulls away, he sits still for a moment, surprised by her boldness.

David rubs his mouth slightly, blinking in surprise but not displeased. "Okay, that… was unexpected."

Y/N rises elegantly from the couch, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she looks at the two men, who now regard her with equal parts confusion and fascination. She leans forward slightly, her voice soft but firm. "Anyway, boys. We have a mission to accomplish."

She turns and begins walking toward the exit, her stride confident, casting one last seductive glance over her shoulder. "Are you coming, or will you sit there and keep bickering?"

David and Paul watch her briefly, then glance at each other. For a moment, the tension between them is almost tangible, though now there’s something else in it—not just rivalry, but something left unspoken. They both know that Y/N has just changed the game.

"Alright," David mutters, rising slowly, his eyes still on Y/N. "This will be interesting."

Paul flicks his cigarette to the ground, crushes it underfoot, and stands as well. "If she gets us in trouble, that’s your problem."

David grins widely as the two men finally follow Y/N. "Trouble? That’s my middle name."

Y/N is already waiting by the door, a challenging and triumphant smile on her lips as she watches them approach. "What are you waiting for?"

And with that, she leads the way, her figure disappearing into the darkness of the club. David and Paul follow, their differences temporarily set aside as they focus on what lies ahead—a mission that has taken an unexpected turn with Y/N’s sudden entrance.

The night is young, and the game has only just begun.

[steddie-forever1986]

Dangerous Game in Berlin 2/2

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Part 1

The night in Berlin is cold, but in the crumbling building where Y/N and David are, the heat between them simmers. The taste of their kisses, wild and demanding, mixes with the chill of the night air that rushes through the broken windows. Y/N feels as if time has stopped—there's nothing but the crackling tension between her and David.

His hands are rough, firmly gripping her hips as he pulls her closer. His lips leave no doubt about what he wants, and Y/N savors every second of this dangerous game. She feels the rough concrete of the wall against her back, but the pain only adds to the adrenaline rush she gets from being near David.

"You really are something special, little one," he murmurs between demanding kisses, his voice deep and husky. "I should warn you that it always gets a bit... chaotic with me."

Y/N smiles slightly, her lips barely leaving his. "Chaos is exactly what I expected. I knew you wouldn't be boring."

David laughs softly, his breath warm against her neck before he kisses her again, this time more intensely. His hands glide over her body, firm and possessive, and Y/N lets out a soft moan, her head spinning with excitement and desire. But just as they’re about to continue, a cold voice suddenly cuts through the moment.

"What the hell..." she hears Lorraine say.

Y/N pulls away from David, her breath heavy, her eyes still dark with desire. She turns around and sees Lorraine standing in the doorway, arms crossed, her gaze cool and sharp.

David leans lightly against the wall, an amused grin on his lips. "Lorraine," he says with a feigned surprised tone. "We weren't expecting you."

"I can see that," Lorraine replies, her eyes fixed on Y/N. "You really should know better, Y/N. I warned you."

But Y/N just shrugs and steps closer to David, her hand lightly resting on his chest. "Maybe I like making my own mistakes," she says with a slight grin. "Besides... I have a feeling David is teaching me a thing or two."

David chuckles softly and wraps his arm around her waist, pulling her even closer. "I'm doing my best," he murmurs, leaning in with his lips near her ear. "And I think she's a very... eager student."

Y/N smirks and turns slightly toward him. "Oh, I am," she whispers, letting her fingers lightly glide over his chest. "But honestly, David, I thought you'd be a bit... tougher to handle."

Lorraine rolls her eyes, but her expression remains serious. "You two are truly a disaster," she says, stepping closer to them. "This is no game. You, Y/N, are young and new to this business. And David... well, you’re just... you."

"Aha," Y/N replies dryly. "So, are we going to stop now just because we got caught?"

Lorraine sighs as if she doesn’t have the energy to keep fighting them. "You really don't care what happens here, do you?"

David shrugs and leans back against the wall. "There are more important things we need to take care of, Lorraine. You know that better than anyone."

Y/N laughs softly as she leans back into David, her fingers playfully sliding over his lips. "Yeah, Lorraine, don't worry about it. David and I... we get along quite well."

David raises an eyebrow and grins. "Quite well is an understatement, I’d say."

Lorraine stares at them for a moment, as if trying to find words that might penetrate their minds. But instead, she just shakes her head and turns away. "You two are hopeless," she murmurs and leaves the room.

Once Lorraine is gone, Y/N turns fully back to David, her grin wider than before. "I thought she’d stay and give us a lecture," she says, her voice dripping with irony.

David laughs and pulls her back to him, his hands firmly around her waist. "She gave up. She knows you won't stop. And honestly... I wouldn’t want you to either."

Y/N smirks mischievously and raises an eyebrow. "Well, if you put it that way... I haven’t even started yet."

David leans in, his lips meeting hers roughly, and Y/N lets out a soft moan as he presses her firmly against the wall. The kiss is raw, hot, and his hands wander demandingly over her body, as if to prove he has control—but Y/N knows she has just as much power over him. His fingers tangle in her hair as he kisses her neck, and Y/N can’t help but laugh softly.

"What’s so funny?" he murmurs against her skin.

"Nothing," Y/N replies provocatively. "Just that you lose your composure pretty quickly, Percival. I thought you could take more."

David pulls back slightly, his eyes glowing with desire. "Oh, you’ll see what I can take," he growls, kissing her again, this time harder, as if to prove that he is not so easily defeated.

Y/N returns the kiss, her hands gripping his coat, and she can’t help but challenge him further. "Maybe I will break you after all, David," she murmurs between kisses.

"You can try," he replies with a dark smile before capturing her lips again, his hands firmly on her hips.

For the two of them, the world around them seems to fade away—Berlin, the Cold War, the mission. All that matters is the intoxication of the moment, the dangerous game they’re playing with each other. And neither of them wants to stop.