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[takemyhart]

@ that anon who sent me the day 24 ask,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,I like the way you think! I was actually thinking of doing an Uncle!Gabe sequel 👀

[takemyhart]

Aw that’s totally okay!! Take all the time you need honey!! Thank you still for being so sweet 😭💕 I was the anon with the request, how would Jesse or/and Gabe treat a sweet, but rly gullible reader?

Hello, darling!!! Sorry for the delay!!!!!!!!! I acc really love this idea. I hope you don’t mind that this is more in hc form than fic form!!! I figured that this ask would be easier to answer as hcs (even though I’ve never tried it like this before lmao). Also, I hope this is dark enough? I tend to write characters as subtly dark/coercive/manipulative so I hope this is ok for you <3  NB this is a fem reader but the sfw stuff  (and tbh all the Gabe stuff?) can be read as gender-neutral. Requests are always open for more 😊

Warnings: yandere; dark; non-con; dub-con; unhealthy relationships; somnophilia; alcohol (mis)use; controlling behaviour; etc

Jesse

SFW

·         He just adores your sweet and gullible nature. It made it so much easier for him to approach you. Despite his charm, he is aware that some people are put off buy his stature, his arm, and the gun he keeps belted around his waist, but you were so receptive to his advances.

·         He loves seeing you smile. He thinks it’s one of your loveliest features. But your smile is his. He doesn’t mind so much when you flash a grin at someone else, but your real smile? Where your eyes light up and the corners crinkle, where your nose scrunches and your lips stretch to reveal your teeth and your whole face seems radiant? That’s his only and if he sees that smile directed at someone else then expect him to tighten his arm around you and bite out some excuse to leave.

·         That’s why he loves your gullibility. You don’t question his flimsy excuses to get you away from others. He knew he was falling hard and fast for you and agonised about how you might question his neediness. When he realised that you wouldn’t, then any lingering holds were barred.

·         “I just love you so much, darlin’. You can’t blame a man for that.”

·         He can get real crafty, too. He tests his limits with you. How much will you believe? How far can he test your trust? Turns out, it’s pretty far. He drops little hints about your friends. He would never want to hurt you, so really he’s doing this for your own good. They’re only going to betray you in the end.

·         You’re just so sweet that you shouldn’t be surrounded by other people. People seeking to use you. People seeking to harm you. You need him to look after you and do all the dirty work that you can’t.

·         He drops your phone and offers to “take it for repairs”. You never see it again, and when you ask about it, he spins some yarn or distracts you until you forget. When he brings you a new one it has a tracker in it and parental controls that he operates. You never find out.

·         He won’t tell you about his job; it’s far too violent.

·         He does spoil you rotten, however. Expect lots and lots of treats “to keep you sweet, honey”.

·         He doesn’t quite understand what you mean when you say ‘no’ to him. He needs to make you come around to his way of thinking; after all, he has your best interests at heart.

·         He sometimes slips some of his whiskey into your non-alcoholic drinks. Just enough to make you feel all fuzzy and warm and buzzed. Your just so much more cuddly and affectionate when you’re tipsy.

·         “What’s gotten into you, darlin’?” he chuckles, grasping your shoulders and teasingly inspecting your face.

“I feel drunk, Jesse. I don’t know…” you giggle.

“Drunk off love,” he teases you as you shake your head at his corny jokes.

·         Lots of pet names.

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·         He likes you drunk in bed, too. He likes you any way in bed, to be honest. But when you’re a little tipsy you shake off some of your inhibitions and he can act a little wilder.

·         Of course, most of the time he has you sober. He just marvels how he’s the lucky guy who sees you at your dirtiest and most uninhibited. He loves how crazy he can make you.

·         He will make you blush.

·         He 100% will test your gullibility and tell you those silly sex myths (like ‘blue balls’ etc) to convince you that he has to have you, even If you’re not fully in the mood.

·         If you use birth control, all your pills have been flushed and replaced with placebos. Your condoms all have holes poked in them.

·         He needs to get you pregnant. It’s almost desperate, crazy, how much he dreams of you pregnant with his baby.

·         He fucks you so deep, never fully pulling out. Especially after he cums. He’ll stay with you, in you, making sure that it takes. Ensuring that he’s as close to you as is humanly possible.

·         Despite your blissed-out state, if you do happen to notice that he came inside you, he’ll put on the performance of his life. He’ll act so shocked, cursing how the condom split and bringing you a towel to wipe up.

·         Lots and lots of post-coital cuddles.

Gabe

SFW

·         It should annoy him, really. He’s seen so much. He’s been on both sides of conflict his whole life and he’s cynical because of it. Seeing how sweet you are, how wide-eyed and trusting, should make him scoff, but it does the exact opposite. He finds it addictive, endearing, even. He has friends, he’s had ex-partners, but you make him feel almost giddy?

·         He stares. A lot. Any time you’re in the vicinity you will feel his gaze scorching into you, even if you can’t see him. He keeps his eyes on you when you’re alone, when you’re with friends. He keeps his eyes on you through the network of surveillance he has at his disposal. He knows your every move. He needs to know your every move. Like a junkie, if a meeting or a mission has him away from you he gets antsy and aggressive.

·         He saves his very favourite videos of you to watch again and again when he’s feeling down.

·         When he finally approaches you, you’re surprised at how much you have in common. He seems to know everything about you.

·         Your gullibility makes it so much easier to hide his yandere tendencies. He can brush off his ‘concern’ and the strength of his feelings as normal.

·         When you switch on the T.V. you notice that the parental controls are activated, and you need a pin code to access certain channels. When you bring it up with Gabe he convinces you that it’s a security thing and that all agents have their T.V.s and computing devices restricted.

·         He abuses his Blackwatch resources. So, so much. When you’re due a medical check-up he takes you to Moira and stands stoic and supervising the whole time. He also takes the opportunity to have her secretly inject a tracker during the procedure.  

·         If he’s not around, expect to run into Jesse and/or Genji everywhere. Out for lunch? Out shopping? For a walk? You’ll probably run into them.

·         You’re just so sweet! He can’t risk someone else coming to scoop you up.

·         Despite your nature, it can get a little overwhelming. You tell him you’re feeling smothered, but he is not happy.

“Don’t act crazy, cariῆo.”

·         Your fights are few and far between, though, since he manages to keep his darker nature and machinations well-hidden.

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·         He can be as sweet as sugar, or rough. Expect variety. Often, he’s sweet and slow. He’s savouring your body and how he gets to see you open and vulnerable like this. Very often, however, he’s hard and rough.

·         He’s just so overwhelmed with how much he wants you and how crazy you make him!

·         He’s very possessive. He demands, in voice and with skill, that you’ll be screaming out his name. Again, and again and again. He won’t settle for anything less than a weak, hoarse voice by the time he is done.

·         Bruises, bites, scratches – you’re covered in them. He calls them love bites/love marks. If at first you are hesitant, he persuades you that he can’t control himself.

·         He makes you show them off. Sometimes you look like you’ve been brutalised (you have). After a particularly ruthless session, you’re nervous to show your body. You’re in pain and you know how you look will draw questions that you don’t want to answer. But Gabriel gets so, dare-you-say-it, whiney, that you concede.

·         He loves taking pictures. At first, you weren’t too eager, so he’d wait until you were snoozing to snap a pic of your soft, sleepy, body. Then, he grew more confident and took some when you were cumming, eyes screwed shut and head thrown back. Eventually, he got pics of you on your knees before him, mouth stretched wide over his cock. Pics of you looking over your shoulder on all fours. Of you spread out across the bed. You still feel hesitant about him having such personal images, but he kisses away your worries and swears that no-one will see them.

·         He has his favourite pic as his phone screen-saver.

[takemyhart]

Ok, darlings. I’ve been a lil bit behind on writing since I have a ton of visa stuff to sort out for my new job, and i have loads of packing and stuff to do BUT here is a list of asks that I’m working on:

supernatural!Gabe

Bilingual poly McReyes 

Sweet daddy 76

Yandere!McCree and Reyes with a sweet, gullibable reader

pirate!McCree

Dom!Rein

Ik tumblr is being weird, so I’m sorry if you don’t see ur ask!! Should be posting the first one asap. <3 <3 <3 

[katedisonsmoved]

💑 💔

MUNDAY MULTIMUSE MEME   /   selectively accepting.

    who would make the best couple of two of your muses together? this took me forever to figure out, but iris holt & ricky torres would be cute as a button. sk8tr boi eddie cabrera & actress cassandra calvert would be the purest unlikely couple, while katrina monday & luz castillo would be the witchy girlfriends the world deserves.

    who would make the worst couple of two of your muses together? olivia pembroke & kimberly o’connor would be the hateship from hell. diego guzman would send my recovering daughter phoebe bartlett on the biggest downward spiral, & tara montgomery would eat soft boi tyler stone alive. why do i want all of these?

[ljskavinsky]

↳ malex // @hartwrites.

     ‘ i like you. no, that’s crap. i love you. there, i said it. i love you. so stop, don’t do this. your mom deserves this. you deserve this. don’t sabotage this on my family’s account. this is everything you’ve ever wanted and i won’t let you ruin it. we’ll be fine, i’ve got this. i promise. now, go be maya hunter. ‘

[katedisonsmoved]

☔ karchie

HALLOWEEN & FALL PROMPTS   /   selectively accepting.

the sky above their heads is the perfect shade of orange  (  not unlike his own sherbet-colored strands  )  as the sun lowers over the horizon.  the stiff fall breeze circling their ankles seems to lift their feet off the ground, or maybe that’s just archie, walking on air after a terrific afternoon with the girl he adored.  sure, it was just an after school study session at pops’, but every day with karma ashcroft felt like the fair was in town.  they sat & talked for hours, gabbing about life & music & everything in between as one milkshake turned into three  –––  even shared a straw when coincidentally forgot hers  !  it was a perfect day.

afterwards, he’d insisted on taking her home, a goofy grin gracing his lips as he cracks a joke about being raised right.  gentlemanly behavior aside, he hadn’t anticipated the great distance from the diner to karma’s house.  with old faithful stagnant in his driveway, plagued with whichever undiagnosed flavor of the month rendered it underivable, the two were stuck making the journey on foot.  archie could already feel blisters growing like sunflowers between his toes, but even the promise of a solo treck home in the dark couldn’t get him down.  this freckle-faced boy was on cloud nine.

all at once, the sky above their heads  (  so peaceful & beautiful just moments previously  )  open ups, releasing a torrential downpour that soaks their bodies from head to toe.   ❛   run  !   ❜   archie yelps, grabbing karma’s hand & breaking into a sprint, an untied shoelace dragging in the mud behind him.  a lock of drenched orange falls over his eyes as they run, but all he can focus on is how good her hand feels in his own, & how badly he wants to pull her under the nearest awning & kiss her until their lips went numb.

down boy.

remembering his curfew, he picks up the pace.  there’s no way he’d be able to see karma again if he came in a second past eight  –––   even if fred wasn’t waiting by the door, vegas always gave him away.  suddenly, the front of his sneaker hits something stiff & he feels his entire weight pull out from under him.  seconds after he falls back-down in the dirt, karma lands on top of him in a not-so-graceful plunk. smooth move, red.  wet grass tickles him through his soaked t-shirt, or maybe it’s the butterflies in his stomach as he looks into her eyes & offers up a bashful grin.   ❛   stuff like that never happens to me.   ❜

[meddlingheels]

i don't know why everyone is loving on you bc you kinda suck ?? but i guess i love you tons

um do i know u u sound faux :/// * gently sips tea *