i crave cliff marleau x fem!reader, please somebody help me

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i crave cliff marleau x fem!reader, please somebody help me
lovers to exes with cliff holden
pairing: clifford holden x gn!reader
tags: ex-boyfriend!cliff, angst over unrequited feelings, reader moving on (and cliff doesn't), lovers to just friends
cliff does NOT get over you easily! even months after you two split up, he's still hung up on you, wishing that things went different and that you were still his…
still, he wants to keep you in his life and at least remain your friend after the break up! even if that makes things harder for him…
cliff plays the part of the supportive ex-boyfriend, who just wants to be a good friend to you and still keep in touch! meanwhile he's constantly trying to find out if you're seeing someone new–
for a while, cliff thinks he still has a chance with you. you never tell him about anyone new and since you're still talking to him regularly, he starts to hope that maybe you too still have feelings for him
until one day, you do start to talk about someone new. and while you never mention that you're dating that new guy, clifford starts to realize that this guy is different from anyone you mentioned before…
the way you talk about him, the way your eyes light up and that little smile that rests on your lips… cliff knows that all too well! and he can't help but bring it up, despite how pathetic it makes him sound
“last time you smiled like that… it was at me.” he sighs with a somber smile on his lips. he watches your look growing confused, before brushing off the topic, with a small “i'm happy for you. truly.”
perhaps part of that is true. cliff does want you to be happy! but he had always hoped that you'd realize that you'd find happiness with him… not someone else.
CLIFF <3333 i literally can't get this thought out of my head and im just gonna write about it because nobody else has yet 💔💔
BUT JUST IMAGINE watching a movie with him and you two are high as hell, laying there on the couch while he's all spawled out in a man spread as his hands are resting on his thighs, trying his best to pay attention to the scenes on screen. finally a sex scene comes up and since he's so vulnerable from the marijuana he's glancing over at you to just point to his bulge giving a slight pout when his eyes half lidded.
"nmh... please? it hurts,"
he kept pouting before you came closer to him and sighed before crawling over to his lap and pulling at the waist of his pajamas. you pulled his cock out of his boxers, jerking him off slowly before speeding up.
you looked up to make eye contact with the other, his head ever so slightly tipped back, letting the softest groans slip out of his mouth. soon enough, you rubbed your lips over the tip, giving it soft, sloppy pecks. then actually deciding to put the head in your mouth, because you wanted to be lazy with it and you knew if Cliff wanted more he'd push you down.
his hand was placed on your ass, rubbing the clothed area softly before groping at it, then moving up your body to rub your back.
"arch babe. i'm sure the pretty girl wants to feel good too, right?"
his tone was slurred but you could understand him, and of course you listened. you got into the position and he pulled your shorts off immediately after.
"relaaax, love. 'm not gonna do anything you won't like,"
your body became more relaxed before you put your mouth back on him, licking up and down his shaft, kissing some areas. he reached his free hand to your head, guiding it softly before reaching behind you to shove his ring and middle finger inside your slicked cunt, moving his hand slowly and curling the two fingers so you'd make more noise for him and to his surprise, it worked.
you were moaning all over his dick, pushing back on to his fingers to get more friction. he got the hint and went faster, because he wanted you to enjoy yourself. he could careless about the sloppy blow job he was getting as long as you got off, he wouldn't mind coming from that.
he soon started finger fucking you knuckles deep and you were just getting sloppier and sloppier with your moves every second, trying your best to get him to cum.
by the noises you were making, it'd be the death of him. he was close to finishing, showing so by bucking his hips up into your mouth, and you let him do just that. you would gag ever so slightly before he pulled out to cover your lips with his seed, rutting against you to try and end his high.
"fuck, cum on me baby."
"you got it, atta girl,"
he'd praise before he starts to hit your sensitive spots with just his fingers and basically finishing on command. you let your body fall with your ass still in the air, legs starting to shake.
you passed out right there before Cliff pulled your shorts up and got himself situated, pulling you closer so he could sleep peacefully knowing you where there with him <33
pov: You met the cliffjumper again, however… you personally saw his death..
Hands
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WC: 280 “I was just holding your hand to convey sincerity and you said something I don’t have an immediate answer to, so I’m going to kiss your hand instead.”
Cliff’s hand was warm, laced with yours. His shoulder, firm under your head, just right to offer the bit of support that you needed from him. Another sniffle, and you closed your eyes, shaking your head just slightly.
“I… I’m just so overwhelmed by everything going on right now. I don’t even feel like I have an out if I wanted to.”
You heard his mouth open, but no sound fell from his lips. A second ticked by, and then his hand raised up from where it was nestled between your touching thighs. Cliff’s lips pressed against your knuckles, a gentle pressure of reassurance. A small spot he allowed to spread between from his person to yours, waves of support coming from the small action. Another kiss, right where he’d just pressed his lips, and your hand pulled from his with a soft sigh. Your palm cupped his cheek, and guided Cliff’s lips to press against your clothed shoulder for only a moment.
“I just don’t know.”
“Well, I’ll be here as you do.”
“Will you take me on a vacation?” The sardonic statement held some humor under it, and your thumb brushed against Cliff’s jaw, letting your head rest against his. “Maybe that’s all I need to feel normal again.”
“I’ll take you away for the rest of our lives,” he replied. “Never to come back.”
“That might just be what I need.” Cliff let his lips press against your palm, breathing in your scent.
“Then we’ll go.” You smiled, some of the pressure taken off your shoulders now that he’d listened. You squeezed his thigh, and smiled at him.
“Now what are we going to have for dinner?”
Ok, so I couldn't pass on that occasion!
So how about Trainer Reader from VMI (choose the Team) and obsessed/stalker Cliff. Like at first they were just rivals, but he started to feel some sort of desire for her
Sorry I spam you with request, guess I'm addicted to your works💖
Have a good day/afternoon/evening/night
You smiled in victory as you returned your Machamp.
"Looks like Team Valor wins again!" You grinned.
Cliff sighed and returned his Tyranitar. He smiled wearily. "Yeah, you win again." He said.
"Well sorry to say but Team Rocket is losing it's touch. Ciao!" You said about to turn around and leave but something stopped you.
"Wait." Cliff said, making you turn around in confusion.
"What?" You asked.
"Would you like to have dinner with me?" He asked, starting to step forward.
Your eyes widened and you felt your cheeks heat up a bit. You bit your lip and looked around, unsure.
"You're an amazing trainer and I would love to get to know you." He said, stopping in front of you.
You sighed, knowing Candela and especially her best friend Blanche would not approve if you were seen with him. "Sorry, I can't." You said.
"Why not? Is it because of that nerd, Blanche?" Cliff snarled.
You didn't appreciate his tone or his insult to your leader's best friend.
"Hey, don't talk about them that way-" You started but Cliff cut you off.
"What do you care what Blanche thinks? You're not dating them!" He yelled. You scoffed.
"Of course not, Blanche is dating Spark!"
"Then go out with me!"
"I said no!" You said, then gasped as he grabbed you and pulled you close.
"I want you, Y/n." He hissed, trembling.
You shook, seeing the glint in his eye scared you.
"I've been watching you for awhile now, you're amazing and talented and beautiful...I want no one else." He stated, holding you to his chest and stroking your head, despite your protests for him to let you go.
"The way you smile when you win a battle makes me want to kiss you. The way you get so passionate about cheering your friends on makes me want to hold you." Cliff whispered into your ear.
"Cliff, let me go!" You said, trying to pull away from his grip but he was stronger than you.
"No, Y/n, I must have you." Cliff sighed, picking you up, throwing you over his shoulder and walking to the Team Rocket van.
"NO! SOMEONE HELP! HELP!" You screamed, hitting his back with your fist.
Cliff sighed as he put you in the back and slammed the door shut, he heard you bang and kick the van.
"Don't fight it, Y/n." He stated, getting into the driver's seat and clicking his seatbelt in, hearing your muffled screams.
"You and I are going to be very happy together."
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Isn't it funny that I just wrote a story about how Cliff helps the girl he loves who's kidnapped, then in this one he kidnaps the person he loves?
I hope this was ok, Luci!
Cliff Booth x Reader - Usual Answer
A/N: Based SOMEWHAT on my oc's (Sam's) backstory tweaked into an x reader! Enjoy!
T/W: Sexist 60s Hollywood, so... what you'd expect!
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You had known Cliff for a while, and, even then, seeing him now (as of 1965) made you realise that people really do change. He was still Clifton Booth - endearing blue eyes and assuring smile and all- but at the same time, he just... wasn't.
He was familiar with you, and sought you out when he wasn't needed in a car crash or dangerous, deadly fall. He introduced you to Rick, who you were familiar with due to Bounty Law, and invited you for a drink every now and then after the shooting day was over.
A man of ease despite the hand life had forced upon him, and a man of surprising restraint considering what he was capable of, Cliff had surely matured since you last met again a few years ago. Maybe the better word was 'mellowed'.
Or maybe, just maybe, you had grown bitter.
You were a stunt double, and a woman stunt double at that; rejection was the name of the game, even if it didn't make sense.
"It's a man's profession, (Y/N)," A stunt coordinator had tried to delicately justify his reason to deny you from filming. "Just... try the makeup trailer again. You were good at that last time."
Another had laughed, thinking it was a joke. That hurt more than words.
You had given up, fuelled mainly by your most recent rejected proposal: a movie required a stunt double for one of the actresses, and you had happily offered. Hell, the director backed you up... but alas, the answer was a patronising explanation as to why that wasn't reasonable.
Was it fair to be envious of Cliff when the matter was so clearly not in his grasp? Of course not, you weren't stupid. But as you sat there on the hood of your car with him at your side, you found it hard not to think that way.
"Uh, can I help you?" Cliff asked with raised brows, can of beer in his hand raised to his lips, hovering there as he waited for a reply.
"What?" You replied quickly, not aware that you had apparently been staring in silence for... however long. "Help me with what?"
"You can tell me," He took a sip, small smile faltering at his lips, "Are you alright, (Y/N)?"
You considered lying, but Cliff gave off a comforting aura. As if you'd always be protected or saved. Maybe it was that dazzling confidence.
"I got rejected," You took a long sip of your own beer, "Again."
"Aw, c'mon," Cliff sounded genuinely upset by this news. "What'd he say?"
"The usual shit, man. What do you think?"
"I thought the, uh, director was gonna help you?"
"He did. The answer was still the usual," Lowering the can to your lap, you looked down, placing a hand onto the hood between yourself and Cliff, "I think I'm going to call it here."
"What do you mean? You're going to let him make you quit for good?"
When you nodded, he looked borderline offended. As if you had just said the worst thing he could hear. In a big way, you did.
"You're a great stunt double, better than a lot of the guys I know. Safer, too. You deserve to be throwing yourself off of tall shit, the same as me," He paused as you chuckled, finding satisfaction in such a thing. "I'm serious. You do. You need to be, uh, like the stuntwoman version of Martin Luther King."
"Jesus Christ," You finally spoke, that comparison not allowing you to stay quiet anymore. "That's a big stretch, but I appreciate your point. Fight the good fight, and all that shit."
He gave a chuckle of agreement, nodding as he allowed the moment to settle. He looked your way once more, and moved to place a careful hand upon yours on the hood, just in case you wanted to pull away.
In that moment, you thought it'd be okay. That you had a chance. You'd be that stuntwoman Martin Luther King, or cry trying.
Ok, I’ve been in the death stranding fandom since day one, and I am so obsessed with Clifford Unger rn. He lives in my mind rent free. Does anybody have any Cliff x reader recommendations, I’ve read all I can find but it’s not much.
So far, I’ve read the one where Cliff has repatriated to the time right after Sam leaves the UCA and the reader is like, super scared of Higgs bc of past stuff and she is trying to get Cliff to Sam and Louise but Fragile has been taken so they have to make the hike themselves. (Also her cat’s name is Rocky, which is short for Rocket Launcher and it isn’t important but it’s important to me that you know this.)
Another one where reader and cliff were together before Sam existed but he broke up with her and left her his dog tags.
Another one where they are like 20 and he is celebrating getting home from war and he meets her and she leaves her friend to go dance with him.
Another one where she is friends with Sam and gets taken in one of the chiral storms and Cliff keeps calling her Lisa.
Another one where they have some fun times after talking about the small plastic Christmas tree.
I think that’s it but I’m desperate for more.
Also, send me the links to every heartman x reader in existence please *grabby hands*