#baseballbitch116 expendables

[baseballbitch116]

Mine*

Warnings: Sexual intercourse, language, unprotected sex

“Can you do an NSFW post with Gunnar Jensen”

“hey its the gunner annon again i had requested these numbers for gunner jensen 187: “ Already? Do I really have that much of an effect on you? ”188: “ Mine. ””

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Gunner has been home for the night, and you are struggling to keep your hands off of him. You missed him so much while he was away for 2 weeks, you hate sleeping alone.

Now that he’s finally back, you have been horny since the moment he walked through the door. His big muscles prominent through his tight white t-shirt, his slicked by hair, his manly aura, everything about him is drawing you in.

He catches you staring at him with that look in your eye, twice already today. A smirk forms on his face as he watches you daydream, unaware that he noticed you.

“Y/N?” He calls out, catching your attention. You snap out of it and remember that you are supposed to be washing the dishes. “Yes love?” You respond, washing off the plate that you had been holding still.

He walks up behind you, his hands snaking around your waist, pulling you flesh against him. He places a light kiss behind your ear, before whispering, “I missed you,”

You squirm in your boyfriend’s grasp, your breath hinges in your throat. “I missed you too, babe.” You respond as you try to focus on the bowl you are washing. You feel his bulge against your ass and can’t help but press against it more, moving your hips left and right slightly.

His kisses linger down your neck, and your actions cause him to bite down lightly, a yelp escaping your lips. You feel the smirk on his lips against your neck, and his hands slowly wandering down your hips, toward your clothed center.

“How much did you miss me?” He mumbles against your skin, his left hand slipping beneath your jeans, inching its way toward your now very wet panties. “Damn, already? I have that much of an effect on you...” He mutters, pressing into your ass more, so that you are now pinned between him and the counter. You shut off the faucet hurriedly and move your body against his hand, trying to find some sort of friction.

Without warning, he removes his hand entirely, and spins you around, connecting his lips with your own. Your hands grab his shoulders, moving your body as close to his as you can get, passionately returning the kiss. His tough hands pick you up and place you on the counter, where he continues making out with you as he unbuttons your jeans.

You lift your ass off the counter enough so he can pull down and remove your jeans, and he quickly pulls down his own. His hard erection springs free and you can feel your excitement tingling throughout your body.

Gunner pulls you closer by your hips, roughly, in a dominant nature, and due to his height, is perfectly able to line himself up with your entrance.

He slowly pushes inside of you, drawing a loud moan erupting from you at the mixture of pain and pleasure. You dig your fingernails into his shoulderblades as he fills you up, waiting a few seconds for you to adjust before slowly pulling back out, and thrusting back in roughly.

He begins to pick up the pace, his hands wandering under your shirt, massaging your breasts, and his mouth dipping down to leave hickeys over your neck. “Mm, mine.” He growls into your neck, and you pull him closer, feeling your orgasm building. “Gunner..” You moan into his ear as his thrusts begin to get sloppy. “Shit. Shit, fuck.” He groans, and he releases into you, which causes your own climax and you cry out, holding onto him tightly.

You sit there for a moment, catching your breath, before he pulls out and replaces his jeans. He helps you down off the counter and hands you a moist towelette to clean up, kissing your forehead. “I really did miss you.” He mutters quietly, watching you in admiration.

[baseballbitch116]

Can We Cuddle?

“52 with Gunnar Jensen from the expendables please and thank you -annon”

“I was wondering if you could write some like cuddling XD like the reader had a bad day and then he ends up cuddling his s/o reader”

Sorry this took so long to get to, I hope you like it! Also, I combined these two because they’re basically the same thing so I hope this is good for you guys!❤️

Prompt: #52 “Can We Cuddle”

Gunnar Jensen x reader

Warnings: Fluff😭

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You trudge slowly into your shared bedroom, slumping your purse onto the chair in the corner and groaning. Your back and feet are killing you from a long 11 hour day at work.

Gunnar is laying on his side of the bed, sharpening his dagger, which he stops doing to watch you. “You look awful.” He says. You roll your eyes. “Thanks.” You reply, although you know he didn’t mean it that way.

You peel off your clothes and watch as he sits up, placing the dagger in the bedside table drawer and leaning against the bed frame. “Why’re you up? Bored?” You ask as you throw on one of his shirts, that comes down to just under your bum. “Waiting for you to get home.” He responds as you take you hair out of its high ponytail and sigh, feeling slightly less tense. You turn out the bedside lamp and quickly slip into bed beside him and get comfy under the blankets.

“Why’re you watching me?” You ask him. He lays back down and continues looking at you. “Wanna talk about it,” He asks. You shake your head no. “It’s over now.” You mumble, a yawn escaping your lips. “Can we cuddle?” You ask him tiredly, wanting nothing more than to lay in his arms, to feel protected and relaxed.

He doesnt respond, only opening his arms, to which you gladly move into. You rest your head on his shoulder and he wraps his arm around your shoulder, holding you close, while his free hand rubs your hips and lower back. You close your eyes peacefully, melting into his touch. He kisses the top of your head and closes his own eyes. “Goodnight, princess.” He mumbles as you both drift off to sleep.

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@wraith-queen-todd

[baseballbitch116]

Welcome Back

“Requesting The Expendables where they are sitting down having a drink in a bar with their crush? Love your work btw”

Thank you! You didn’t specify which character so I am making three separate parts for Barney, Gunner, and Lee. Sorry it took so long to get to your request love, hope you like it!

@pandas-world

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Warnings: alcohol

Word count: 367

The guys have just gotten back from their mission to get Stone only hours ago. You wanted to come with but Barney and Lee insisted you sit this one out. You didn’t know, of course, the reason behind it was that Barney was realizing his feelings for you and did not want you to get hurt. He did not think he would return from this mission, but being the badass he is, he returned.

You step into the bar that Caesar said that were at and look around for your favorite men. You spot and head over to him. Leaning down, you mumble into his ear, “Well look who’s back in one piece.” Barney smiles as you throw your arms over his shoulders and kiss his cheek. “Welcome back.” You tell him, taking the seat beside him. “How are you?” You ask as he turns to face you. He puts his hand up to the bartender and gives you a quick once over. Your outfit is just jeans and a nice shirt, but he thinks you look amazing. “Better now.” He responds. “Get her a beer.” He tells the bartender, who nods, going to grab you a beer. You smile at your friend and admire how good he looks when he’s not angry and stressed. “Glad I’m back.” He says.

Just as you go to respond, Caesar spots you and engulfs you in a hug. “Y/N! You come see him before me?! I’m hurt!” He exclaims, clearly already half drunk. You laugh and punch his shoulder.

Little do you know that this is bothering Barney, but he ignores it, knowing his feelings are childish, and takes a swig of his beer. “You’re gonna break her, Caesar.” He jokes, half wanting him to get off of you, half meaning it. He pulls away and stares at Barney, before breaking out into a laugh. “I’ll leave y’all to it.” He says as he walks away in search of Yang.

You take a sip of your beer and engage in light conversation with Barney, having his full attention. You don’t catch on to how he is acting different with you than he does other people, but the boys certainly do.

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To be continued

[baseballbitch116]

Sal & Q - Protective Blurb Request

Sal-

Warnings: Alcohol consumption

You don’t often go out and get drunk, but when you do, you tend to get a little wasted, a little fast.

The guys are celebrating their third season coming to an end, and you of course accompanied them, alongside Bessy. You’re on your third shot already, and Sal has been giving you a look, biting his tongue this whole time. Youre wearing a black dress that accentuates your natural curves. You don’t think it’s all that, but Sal thinks you look stunning. And apparently, so does the guy checking you out a few seats down.

You haven’t noticed him, too focused on ordering another shot and resting your head on Sal’s shoulder, trying to get his attention. He glares at the guy and returns his focus to you. “Another? Don’t you think you’re overdoing it?” He asks, knowing you’re going to be hung over later. “No!” You exclaim. He doesn’t want you to get a bad headache and throw up, so he decides to be the buzz kill. “No more after this shot. And drink some water.” He says, instructing the bartender not to serve you anymore.

You glare at him in your drunken state. “Sal! You’re n-not my boss!” You holler and down that last shot before heading to the dancefloor with a hiccup. “Bottoms Up” is playing and you start rocking to the beat.

Sal watches you, growing more annoyed, and starts talking to Joe about it. In the absence of Sal’s keen eye, the guy who was checking you out earlier approaches you. You didn’t know that he had been watching you earlier, however. “Boyfriend doesn’t dance?” He asks you.

You hiccup again and shake your head no. “He’s being boring right now.” You whine. “I can show you a good time.” He offers, winking at you. At this point, Sal has returned his gaze to you to check on you, and is even more aggitated to see the stranger talking to you.

He stalks over and places his hand on your hip, staring the guy down. “No thank you!” You holler dramatically at the dude over the loud music. Sal gives the guy one last dirty look before dragging you off to the car.

He helps you into the passenger seat and then leans down to buckle your seatbelt for you. “I know how to, silly.” You slur, giggling at him. He moves away after finishing and kisses your cheek, then heads to the driver seat to take you back to the house, where he gets you into bed, changing you into one of his shirts, and cuddles with you as you attempt to fall asleep.

Q-

Warnings: Slight violence/professional fighting

Being in a mixed martial arts class was something that you enjoy very much. You’ve been doing it for years, and now you even get to compete in fights. It’s exhilarating, to you. But to your boyfriend… He doesn’t understand what you love about it so much. You’re just hitting things and people, what’s so great about that?

Of course, he still tries to support you, but he does not like it. He has to sit there and watch people hit his baby. He hates it.

You are starting a match now, actually, and he is sitting in the front row, watching nervously. The other girl is about the same height, a little more muscular. He knows you can take her, but he still feels afraid. He hates seeing you get hurt, or hit, even if it doesn’t hurt you bad.

The match starts and you two circle each other for a minute before your opponent swings at you. You dodge it and throw a swift punch to her face, knocking her off balance for a second.

The fight progresses and you’re doing really good for a while, til she kicks you in the side and knocks you into the side of the ring. She hits you in the back of your head and then uppercuts you, and Q is on his feet by this point. “What the hell! Stop her!” He exclaims.

People behind him tell him to shut up and sit down but he ignores them, yelling at the ref as the girl hits you two more times. At this point, a security guard is warning Q to sit down or leave, and finally the ref blows the whistle and the girl is pulled away from you.

Q pushes his way over to your corner and reaches for your hand. “Are you okay?” He asks, terrified by the blood dripping from your mouth. You chuckle at him. “I’m fine, babe. Relax.” You tell him, standing back up and heading to the middle to finish the match.

By the end, you are very worn out and have a bruised face and stomach, but you ended up having a comeback and winning. Q holds your hand and presses ice to your head as he guides you out to the car, anxious to get you home safely. “I don’t understand why you like this.” He mutters, half to himself as he opens your door for you.

“I enjoy it. It’s exhilarating.” You respond when he joins you in the car. The ride home is silent, but he keeps a hand on your knee until you arrive to your shared apartment.

After a nice long shower, you come to your guys’ room and lay down beside Q and one of the cats. You rest your head on his chest and relax under the nice warm blankets. “Thank you for supporting me, even though you don’t like it.” You whisper. He kisses the top of your head and pulls you closer against him. “As long as you’re safe, I’ll always support you.” You close your eyes, chuckling lightly at your overprotective but sweet boyfriend.

[baseballbitch116]

Don’t Die On Me, Please

Request for annon. “Can you pretty please do number 15 with gunner jensen!!!! I beg you”

Warnings: Violence, mention of death

Word Count: 721

Gunnar always tries to keep you out of his work life. A combination of not wanting you to get involved, out of fear for your life, and also because it is a dirty, violent job that he doesn't think you need to be hearing the details of. You do know what he does for a living, but most of the time, he chooses not to tell you what happens when he's away. Some of the team does know you, such as Barney and Lee, but he tries to make sure that nobody really knows he has a significant other, anyone that is involved in his work life, so something like this wouldn't happen...

It started off as a normal day for you, at first. Gunnar has been gone for about two weeks and he did not say how long he would be gone. For the most part you're used to this, but it doesn't make you not miss him.

You got a text from him telling you to meet him at his house at 2 o’clock. You're overjoyed, thrilled that he is finally home.

You got to his house pretty quickly and knocked on the door, excited to see him. He opens it fairly soon after and you immediately throw yourself into his arms. He hugs you tightly, lifting you off the ground, and your legs automatically wrap around his waist. “I've missed you so much.” You mumble into his shoulder. “ I missed you too, sweetheart.” He replies, stroking your hair with his one hand and supporting your body with the other.

After a moment, he sets you down. Everything was great in that moment but of course it had to end.

“There he is!” Someone calls out. Gunnar is immediately on guard and looks around the street, spotting a group of men coming at you guys. He goes to push you behind him, but it's too late. The horrid sound of a gunshot fires through his ears and he stares bewildered and in shock at your body falling to the ground. “No!!” He hollers, taking cover as they begin to fire at him.

He manages to drag your limp body into his house and slam the door shut. “Shit!” He exclaims, going for his gun and calling Barney. He glances out the window carefully as it rings, watching the men surround his house. “They’re here! My house! They shot her!” He hollers frantically before dropping the phone and opening his door, releasing fire on the men. He killed most of them and injured the rest fairly quickly.

You're barely conscious, staring at the bullet wound in your gut. You're not in pain, but in shock. You can hardly wrap your head around what's going on. One second you were in your lover's arms and now you are here, dying on the ground.

Gunnar drops his gun and returns to your side hastily, getting on his knees and applying pressure to the wound. You yelp out in pain and tears fall from your eyes. You just stare at him, focusing on the color of his eyes, anything but the pain. You can feel yourself getting dizzy and begin seeing stars. “No! Hang in there! You’re gonna be okay!” He exclaims, panicking. “Don’t you die on me!” He cries out, desperately trying to stop the bleeding. “Please… Y/N… Hold on… Baby…” You tried to stay awake, but it was so hard, and then everything goes black.

You awoke in an unfamiliar place, surrounded by bright light. You recognize it as a hospital when your eyes finally adjust. You see Gunnar sleeping in a chair across the room, in a corner. You have a large bandage wrapped around your stomach and are in tremendous pain, causing you to whimper and groan, accidentally waking him.

“You’re up! Doctors! Someone get a nurse in here!” He hollers out the door and sits by your side, taking your hand. “I’m so sorry, baby. You’re going to be okay, I promise. You’re alright.” He strokes your cheek, tears welling in his eyes, causing him to look away from you. You are confused and barely conscious as the doctor comes into the room to check on you.

You ended up surviving fine, but poor Gunnar nearly had a heart attack and never left your side for weeks

[baseballbitch116]

The Expendables Masterlist

Barney Ross:

Your Ex Hurts You

Welcome Back

Lee Christmas:

Your Ex Hurts You

Boss Problems

Christmas Fights

Bar Encounters

Gunner Jensen:

Your Ex Hurts You

Don’t Die On Me

Can We Cuddle?

Ticklish

Mine*