All My Friends Are Heathens - Chapter One - Bright FF
A combination of my stories Dark Side of Me and Blood & Bylines because I apparently couldn't let either of them go lol Just for fun, not sure how in depth it will go. Mostly focuses on clan life/family dynamics/orc culture an some smutty-ish-ness maybe at some point.
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Dorghu woke up early, in the dark and alone. He waited a second for his vision to clear and looked around the room, “Devochka?” When he got no response he hefted himself out of bed and grabbed a clean pair of jeans that had been hung over a closet door to dry. The whole upstairs was dark, as was downstairs, but the kitchen smelled like fresh coffee.
Now he knew where he’d find her, so he dug his cigarettes out of his jacket on the table and headed towards the back door. He saw the blue light, illuminating the deck and Masha nestled into one of the lawn chairs that looked over the back yard.
She jumped as he grabbed the handle and slid open the glass door. “Fuck. D, scared the shit out of me.” Masha looked over her shoulder at him as he slid the door closed. “What are you doing up?” Her voice was shocked but still an early morning whisper.
He walked her way and lowered himself into the chair next to her, lighting a cigarette as he went. “What are you doing up?” He glanced towards the barely there glow to the east and then back to his girlfriend.
With a sigh she relaxed back into the chair and looked back to the tablet in her lap. “Couldn’t sleep. Decided I would look over the numbers from last night.”
Dorghu chuckled, smoke billowing from his nose and mouth, “You’re the only person I know that would get up early, on a Sunday morning, to do math.” He took another drag of his cigarette and ignored her good natured glare.
“Make fun of me all you want, but you’ll like this math.” Her face lit up and her smile took that dangerous turn he enjoyed so much.
“Hmm, that good huh?” With a sigh he slouched back further into his chair and let his head rest back, his legs stretch out and his eyes slip closed.
“Well, it was opening night so probably won’t be this way every night but, yeah. It’s good.”
She went back to tapping and swiping and Droghu smoked peacefully for awhile. “Why couldn’t you sleep?”
Masha didn’t answer right away. “Too much on my mind I guess. Between the club opening, and everything I need to do today.”
Dorghu hummed but waited for her to continue.
Masha stared blankly at her tablet for several minutes before she did elaborate, “I invited [Your Name] over today. To go with me when I run my errands.” When he still kept silent she added, “You said she wanted to get to know us… or, well… you, orcs, what it was like. She’s seen some but, I thought it would be good for her to see… all of it you know?” Before he could respond she added something else. “She didn’t seem so bad when I talked to her last night.”
Finally he looked at her, his head rolled to the side. She sat with her bare legs tucked up underneath her, her hair a wild mess leftover from their activities the night before and she had put on a flannel shirt he had worn for a few hours yesterday.The screens backlight did strange things to her pale complexion and illuminated her crystal blue eyes to the point they looked like the glow came from within them instead of the device. “Fucking beautiful.” He hadn’t meant to say it out loud but it was the truth and the look on her face as she combed her hair back with her fingers and turned away from him was worth it.
He sat up enough to reach across the small table between them and pluck the tablet from her grip. “Put this shit away.” he set it on the table and grabbed her by the sleeve of his shirt. It took a few stern tugs but finally she came willingly, standing up and shuffling her bare feet across the wood deck to settle into his lap. Her legs barely fit on either side of his as she straddled him but she quickly found a comfortable position and let her slight weigh sink into him. Automatically his hands circled her waist, his thumbs rubbing over the softness of the flannel now covering her upper thighs as well. “She’s intimidated by you, she thinks you don’t like her.”
She snorted, “Never said that.”
Dorghu chuckled and squeezed at her hips, “You are right though, it will be good for her to go with you today. Good for both of you I think.” He moved his hands to her back and began long, slow passes up and down, swallowing a growl when she melted into him and rested her forehead against his. His hands kept it up for quite some time, over her back, thighs, her neck and shoulders, back and forth down her slim arms that hung crossed behind his neck.
When he felt her lips against his brow he took a deep and steady, relaxed breath. He chuckled when she did it again and made a particularly firm pass up her spine in response.
“What are you laughing at?” Her voice was hushed and breathy. It sent a shiver down his spine.
“Nothing.” Dorghu slid the fingers of one hand up the back of her neck and into her mess of hair to massage her scalp.
Masha let out a throaty humm, “Don’t lie to me.” Her breath was shaky.
He chuckled again. “You might not want to hear what I was thinking.”
“Try me.”
Dorghu slid his hands back down, over her ribs and hips to the bare skin of her thighs. “I didn’t think I’d ever feel this way again.” He drug his thumbs over the muscles under his hand. “Never thought I’d feel this way about anyone after... let alone a human.” He chuckled again and leaned his forehead into hers with more force. Even cracked a smile as she returned the pressure, knowing exactly what it meant as she wrapped her fingers around the back of his neck.
He continued to smile as she kissed over his brow, as her nails scratched lightly over the back of his neck, but when her lips continued over his temple his body tensed and when she took the point of his good ear into her mouth it sent a shock straight through him. So much so that, without conscious thought, his hands clamped down on her waist drug her center over the slight bulge in the crotch of his jeans. When she moaned he felt it in his ear and in his spine and repeated the motion again, grinding her over his lap. “Fuck, I need you.” He groaned as Masha switched between sucking and licking at his ear, “Fuck...” He rocked her hips over him again and again, taking her little gasps as encouragement, “You know I had plans of how my morning would go”
Her breath came out hot but cooled the damp edge of his ear, “Oh yeah?” She moved from his ear to the side of the neck, sucking and biting, rolling the thick skin between between her teeth before sucking it into her mouth.
“Mhmm. I was going to wake up early and pull you back against my chest, immediately bury myself balls deep into this beautiful pussy, then stay there all fucking morning.” To drive his point home he grabbed her wrists to hold behind her back as he ground his now very obvious, very hard and very large erection up against her.
He repeated the action three more times until he released her hands, only to have them claw at his bare chest and shoulders as she retaliated with long, slow rolls of her hips. “You should have thought about that before you got so rough last night.” She grabbed one of his hands and slid it under the hem of the way to large shirt and between her legs.
His face fell as he brushed the rough pads of his fingers over her still raw and swollen lower lips. “Fuck baby.” Dorghu traced over them gently, “It’s all that fucking dresses fault. Put some nasty thoughts in my mind, watching you strut around all night.” Even the memory was getting him all worked up. “I’m sorry.”
Her smiled grew dark and dirty, “Don’t be.” She leaned down to brush her lips over his and lick the length of one tusk,.”Why do you think I picked that one to wear?”
This time he didn’t bother suppressing his growl as he dug a hand back into her hair and slammed her mouth back down against his. “I’ll make it up to you tonight.” He swallowed one of her moans and pulled her body more flush against his. She hissed a little and shot her hands up to grab his face and cover the tops of his tusks. At one point he pulled back for air only for her to hook a finger around one of them and drag his face back up to hers. Dorghu let out a deep, dark chuckle, almost as dirty as the smile on her face. “Or I can make it up to you now.” The words were mumbled against her lips but he got his message across by slipping his tongue into her mouth and showing her exactly what he meant.
Masha chuckled through her nose and nipped at the tip of his tongue as he withdrew it. She sat up straight, hands coming to rest on this bare chest which rose and fell with heavy, aroused breaths. “We’re both awake early we should be taking advantage and be getting ready for the shit show that will be arriving in a couple hours.’
Dorghu was focused more on undoing the few remaining buttons of the shirt she wore. Once he had them open he hoisted her up so she was sitting on her knees over his lap. “Sounds like a good idea.” Then he grabbed a handful of asscheek with one hand, her right breast with the other and sucked a hard nipple into his mouth with a moan of delight.
“Not even close to what I meant.” Masha laughed but cradled his head closer to her chest for a moment before she pushed him back. Before he could protest she removed herself from the chair and his reach.
“You’re an evil woman.” It took all his focus to keep from lunging after her as she returned to her own chair. He waited for his muscles to relax and his blood to cool down before he hoisted himself to his feet and grabbed her cold coffee on his way back inside.
It seemed the sun had rose on fast forward when he returned a few minutes later with a fresh cup of coffee. He set the coffee cup on the small table between the chairs before he grabbed her up and settled into the chair with her, her shirt rebuttoned, her back to his chest and her head leaned back against his shoulder.
They sat in silence, him smoking another cigarette and her sipping her coffee. Dorghu traced senseless patterns on the side of her bare knee with his free hand until the sun was two fingers past the horizon and Mikey slid the back door open.
“Good Morning.” Mikey stayed half in and half out, leaned back against the door frame.
“Morning Son, You’re up early. “ Dorghu flicked an ash into the tray as Masha sat up a little straighter in his lap.
Mikey looked to the floor and then back, “Yeah umm, Kai was wondering if she could come over early today and help out with everything.”
Masha examined him over the rim of her coffee cup, “She doesn’t have to do that, she can come just hang out if she wants. I’ll be gone for a few hours but she’s welcome to come over.”
“Oh no, she wants to help. Breakfast, the kids, lunch, all of it. She likes it.” The smile on his face looked almost painful it stretched his cheeks so wide.
“What do her parents think of her spending all day over here.”
Masha added, “With a bunch of gang bangers.”
Dorghu jabbed her in the ribs but didn’t argue the point. It was true.
His son’s smile grew more than Dorghu thought possible, “She asked yesterday, they said it’s fine as long as my parents are here too. Plus, her Dad made a big deal about how Kai says she always feels safe with me, especially over here, even with the guys around. So, he doesn’t worry as much. Like I said she likes it, coming over here and feeling like a part of the clan.”
Again Masha chuckled into her cup before she could answer with a straight face, “Well it’s okay with me but it’s up to your father. It’s his house
Dorghu looked sideways at her, “Kai is welcome in our house any time. Especially Sundays.”
“Awesome!” Mikey yelled, “Thank you!” and then ducked back inside only to reappear a second later. “Hey do you think I could take…”
“Keys are in it.”
“Thank you Masha!”
This time when he disappeared he stayed gone. They listened as the garage door opened and Masha’s Caddy hummed to life. They continued to listen until the car was too far down the street to be heard. “Don’t look at me like that. Let him drive it while he can. Before, he’s too big and heavy.” She laughed but stopped when he didn’t join in. “What?”
Dorghu shook his head and took another pull of his cigarette, “I love you.”
She stood up from his lap, smiling, “And I love you.” She dropped a quick kiss on his scarred upper lip. “I’m gonna go get dressed.”
He watched her grab her tablet and coffee and walk back in the house before he snubbed his cigarette out in the tray and went into the kitchen to start breakfast.
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“Well if you don't want to go then don’t go.”
“I thought you said I can’t not go. That it would be rude.” You continued to pace through and around your kitchen while Nick sat at the table and watched.
“It would be.” He sipped at his smoothie.
You paused to look at him but immediately resumed your pacing. “She didn’t say that I had to be there. It was more like ‘you should come’ which… never mind I’ll go.”
He nodded and gave you an encouraging smile. “Good.”
When you took a sip of your coffee your stomach did a flip. You weren’t sure if it was the hangover or your apparent aversion to seeing Dorghu’s scary girlfriend again so soon. “Who am I kidding? I can’t spend all day with this woman! I’ll just tell her something came up.” Nick didn’t say anything and you sighed, coming to a stop across the table from him. “I have to go don’t I?”
He remained silent for a bit and then, “Masha… Well, if she were an orc she’d be, like the alpha female, the… the clan mother....” Nick gave you an understanding smile, “This is like her personally inviting you into the clan. Not just around the edges like before but actually into the family. Her family. For a human… especially one dating me… it’s kind of a big deal. “
At that moment your coffee was the most interesting thing you had ever seen, but you couldn’t bring yourself to drink it.
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You thought your nerves at the club the night before were bad, in your kitchen that morning were terrible, but this was easily twenty times worse than both instances combined. The house was bigger and nicer than you expected but still nothing fancy. The neighborhood wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, of course there really was no such thing as ‘ordinary’ in LA.
There were two Escalades, a jacked up, blacked out Chevy Silverado and then a Dodge truck you recognized as Dorghus all parked in the driveway and a fancy little Cadillac XLR pulled into the open garage. You couldn’t help but wish you had convinced Nick to skip work and come with you but that wasn’t what Masha had said when she invited you. So, you came on your own. Which you had convinced yourself would go just fine, right up until you rang the doorbell.
From inside you heard a muffled, “Mikey!”
Followed by a slightly less muffled, “Got it.” Two seconds later the door swung open and there stood Dorghu’s son. “Hey [Your Name]! Come on in.” He stepped out of the way so you could enter the house and then shut the door behind you. “Here, everyone’s in the kitchen. Have you eaten yet?” He led her through the living room and around a long dining room table towards a counter that separated the kitchen from the dining area
The tension almost evarapted from you body entirely when you saw Nessa come around the opposite side of the counter, bouncing a hefty little orc boy on her hip as she went. “Hey! Glad you came!” She reached out the arm that wasn’t supporting the little one to give you a quick hug. “No Nick?”
“Working. He said he’d come by after if it was still going.” You smiled and gave the little boy a wave, only to have him bury his face in Nessa’s neck.
“Aww. Don’t mind Hale, the only human he isn’t shy with is Masha. He’ll come around. C’mon.You want some coffee? Or breakfast? We got all the best hangover food.” She whispered that bit behind Hales back like a secret, “ Pancakes, bacon, eggs, venison sausage, fried potatoes...”
“Coffee would be great.” You followed her the rest the way into the kitchen were you found To sitting at a smaller kitchen table.
“There she is.” He stood half way out of his chair to give you a hug which you happily returned.
Nessa went into the actual kitchen, still with little Hale hiding in her shoulder, where Masha and another young orc girl were working. “Kai can you take him for me?” She handed the little boy off. “Kai this is [Your Name], [Your Name ] this is Kailene. Mikey’s girlfriend.”
The girl smiled and waved, “Hi!” She hefted the little boy a few times to get him settled and then asked him in a silly voice, “Should we go see if Mikey’s Dad needs help outside? Hmm?” The boy giggled as they trailed after Mikey towards a set of glass, sliding doors you assumed led to a backyard.
“Here sit.” Nessa handed you a cup of coffee and pointed to the table. “Sugar is there, there might be cream in the fridge if you need it.” She smiled and nodded before going back into the kitchen.
You watched as she took a much smaller orc child from Masha. “Here’s her bottle, do you mind? So I can get cleaned up and go.”
“No problem, come here beautiful.” Nessa took the baby and the bottle and came to sit across the table from you and Tolar.
Masha continued to straighten up the kitchen and then washed her hands before she came to pick up a half empty coffee cup on the counter by the table. “[Your Name], glad you came.” She downed the rest of the coffee in one go, “I’m just gonna run and grab some stuff out of the office then we’ll go.” Halfway out of the kitchen she turned over her shoulder, “If you’re hungry go ahead and grab some pancakes. Otherwise To and Mikey are gonna eat them all.”
Tolar mumbled something in Orcish, loud enough for her to hear, around a mouth full of food, and she threw a remark of her own right back at him which had everyone laughing except for you. Even the baby waved her arms as Nessa giggled.
When Nessa glanced up and saw your face she cocked her head to the side, “Girl, you really should start trying to pick up some of the language. I mean you are dating one of us now.”
You groaned, “I know...My friggin Godfather is an orc, you think by now I’d know more than ‘hello’, ‘good-bye’ and ‘thank you’.”
To shoved half a pancake in his mouth, “Have Jakoby teach you “
Before you could reply the screen door slid open and Mikey came running inside, chased by Hale on his ungainly little legs, who was being chased by Dorghu. They were all laughing, Hale’s more like squeals of pure joy as he ran around and around the living room trying to catch Mikey and avoid being caught by Dorghu.
Before either of those things could happen Masha appeared at the bottom of the stairs and snatched up the littlest orc mid run. His squeals doubled as she hoisted him up, arms and legs flailing. When Dorghu came up behind Masha he grabbed her around the waist, picking them both up and carrying them into the kitchen. The whole while pretending to growl and snarl at the toddler over Masha’s shoulder.
You couldn’t help but smile and be completely floored by the sight of Dorghu and Masha laughing and playing. It was so, so far removed from how you normally saw them. Masha was still laughing when Dorghu let go of her and let her slip easily back down to the floor. “Okay little one,” Hale was still trying to growl back at Dorghu as Masha carried him into the kitchen. She said something to him in Orcish as she set him on the kitchen counter and re-tied his shoe. The little boy nodded vigorously and said something back to her, just a few words. Masha smiled, tucked her bangs behind one ear before she held her hand up for a high five.
She helped him down off the counter and he immediately resumed chasing Mikey, and now Kai, around the living room. “Somebody make sure he eats something, please.” When Masha looked your way she was still smiling and you felt oddly out of place, but not as nervous as you had fifteen minutes ago.
This Masha seemed like night to day with the Masha you had seen last night. The skimpy club dress and heels had been replaced with jeans, an oversized t-shirt that hung off one shoulder and a well worn pair of white tennis shoes.
“Okay, you heard Hale, he’s in charge while I’m gone. No matter what the big, scary one says.” She walked back to Dorghu and gave him a quick kiss on the scarred cheek. “Anyone need anything? If you think of something call. We’ll be back before the game starts.” She grabbed her phone and a set of keys off a small table by a side door in the kitchen and nodded your way, “Ready?”
You jumped up, took one more sip of the extremely strong coffee and nodded “Yeah, ready.” You followed her out the kitchens side door and into the garage. When you saw the fancy car again you realized it must be hers.
When you stepped up to the passenger door she waved you off, “Oh, no, we’re taking one of the Escalades. We’ll need the extra room.”
Nick stood outside of the men’s locker rooms, listening to the hurtful words from his partner and the rest of the precinct. It hurt to hear the words but nothing more than he had ever had to deal with. You had been wandering down the hall and saw him leaned up against the wall, an unmistakable look of sadness on his face. It broke your heart to see him like that.
“You okay Nick?” You asked, moving to place your hand on his arm. His gaze moved up to you and he instantly plastered a smile on his face, though it was painfully fake. Before he could even open his mouth another one of the men started yelling about how ‘that orc fuck’ was a disgrace to the precinct.
You turned to the door and stepped in, unbothered by the men changing all around you. “Pollard, I don’t think you can talk much about being a disgrace, your kids are so ashamed of you they’d rather have a drug dealing murderer to call dad,” You snapped. Pollard glared at you, stepping forward threateningly. You didn’t hesitate, throwing him to the ground and standing over him.
“Just imagine what I can do when I’m actually trying to kick your ass,” You smirked, turning around and walking out of the room once again. “Come on, let’s go get our assignments,” You smiled at Nick, who had a bit of a smile on his face now as well.
The first of my requests is here! For @kittyxrenny-blog Hope you enjoy it!
Warnings - no smut, language, violence, peanut butter death
This was not one of your proudest moments.
Maybe if grocery stores took their customers into consideration instead of stacking their product higher and higher like a freaking metropolitan skyline, you wouldn’t have to lower yourself to such pathetic measures.
Or, in this unfortunate case, raise yourself.
It was your weekly case of ‘how many shelves do you have to climb in order to get your basic necessities?’ Because Heaven forbid anything you like be on the bottom shelves. Those were reserved for off-brand bulk, and if you really needed that many cheese balls in your life, reaching the top shelf was the least of your worries.
The record for shelf climbing was ten. You were sitting pretty at five, but this latest one was proving to be quite an undertaking.
Your local grocery store has one last jar of your favorite peanut butter, located on the top shelf, of course, and in your attempts to climb the shelves to it, your hand knocked the prize further away, just out of reach. So, here you are, standing on one shelf while hanging on to another, wondering how much weight these things can take before you knock down the entire condiments section.
But that little amount of pride you have that dictates short people can do things too won’t let you get down and ask for help.
So, you reach a little farther.
You swear your middle finger brushes something when someone clears their throat behind you.
Half expecting one of the employees, you’re pleasantly surprised to see an orc standing next to you. He’s still taller than you, of course, because life won’t let you see eye to eye with anyone, even with vertical assistance.
He’s not dressed like most orcs you know. Baggy clothing is usually the attire of choice, but this orc is in just a black tee and jeans. It outlines a toned physique that you honestly can’t help but appreciate.
“Um…hi,” you say, trying your utmost to not sound embarrassed at being caught in the act.
You really don’t think it works.
The orc eyeballs the shelf above you momentarily, before setting his gaze back on you. “Do you need some help?”
In one last, desperate push, you reach again.
And manage to push the jar even further away.
You sigh and hang your head, unable to look him in the eye. “Yeah, maybe.”
He reaches up above you. Moments later, his hand produces that very jar you have been trying to reach for the past five minutes.
You almost don’t want the damn thing anymore.
“So,” he starts, looking the jar over. “Do you hang out around here often?”
Slowly, you climb down from the shelves, trying very hard not to roll your eyes. “You know, I was about to call you my hero, and then you had to go and ruin the moment.”
He frowns. “Sorry. I get told my humor needs work sometimes.”
“Only sometimes?” you ask, a smile on your face. You take the peanut butter from him, ignoring the way your fingers brush his. “Name’s (Y/N). You got one, tall stuff?”
He blinks; he probably doesn’t get called that much. For an orc, he isn’t terribly large. Doesn’t matter to you, though. Everyone’s tall in your book.
“It’s Nick. Nick Jakoby.”
“Well, it’s been a pleasure, Nick,” you say, starting to walk down the aisle again.
“Same,” he calls out.
You make it maybe five feet before you turn around, finding yourself unable to walk away from Nick. Maybe it’s his sweet disposition, or that slightly disappointed look in his eyes when you decided to leave. “You know, I happen to like a lot of stuff on the top shelves around here. If you don’t mind, I could probably use some help along the way.”
Nick grins, and honestly it’s the first time you notice his teeth are filed down. “Well, far be it from me to refuse a citizen in need.”
Grocery shopping takes you half an hour, tops. Today, it takes nearly two hours as the two of you wander the aisles aimlessly, picking random boxes when your focus finally manages to stray from the conversation. He’s a cop with the LAPD, an impressive feat that you make known to him rather vocally, but he shrugs off your praise, slightly sheepish under the spotlight. A lot of people are cops. He shouldn’t be any different.
Given most guys you knew would do anything for a compliment, you find his resistance to it appealing.
You talk about your job in retail. It’s not the best thing in the world and most days you’d rather burn the place to the ground, but it pays the bills. You’ll do something else one day, you tell him, once you figure out what.
“I always wanted to be a cop,” he says as you’re checking out. His stuff is behind yours in line, all organic, healthy. You wish you had that kind of commitment. “Ever since I was a kid.”
“Must be nice, always knowing what you want to be.”
“I don’t know about that,” he shrugs. “If this didn’t work out, I’m not sure where I’d be. You’ve got options. The whole world is open to you.”
You never thought about it that way.
The two of you are still chatting when you enter the parking lot. You stand in front of your little sedan for what seems like ages, but the two of you eventually realize your food is going to spoil if you waste any more time.
That’s when a lowrider swerves into the parking lot, music blaring out the windows, bass so high you can feel it vibrate across your bones. These kids are sitting at the wheel, barely out of school, high on whatever youthful pride they have. They think they’re better than anyone who isn’t them, and need to say so in order to keep that ego of theirs in check.
And Nick makes an easy target.
“Hey guys, check out this pigskin over here. Look at the freak show. Hey, homie, where your teeth at?”
You narrow your eyes, feeling a familiar anger boiling somewhere deep inside.
“Nowhere you need to be concerned about,” Nick answers calmly. It almost sounds by the book, like he does this a lot
He probably does.
“Oh shit,” says one of the passengers. “Hey, it’s that cop orc. The one from TV!”
“Shit, you’re right, bro. A pig that’s actually a pig.”
“Hey, why you wanna be a cop? You wanna get paid to shoot humans?”
Nick nods slowly, eyes closing in annoyance. “Alright, you’ve had your fun now, move along.”
You look at him, surprised. Why won’t he defend himself?
“You hear this guy?” the driver asks his friends. “Look, pigskin, you ain’t in uniform. I ain’t gotta go anywhere.”
Nick leans down, looking in the window properly. “I’m asking you to leave nicely.”
“Nicely? Look man, why don’t you come over here and tell me to leave, or the LAPD take your dick along with your teeth?”
You slam your hand down on the hood of the vehicle and look in the window, fire in your eyes. “Hey, asshole, just cause you haven’t done anything with your shitty little life doesn’t mean you get to take it out on everyone else.”
Nick reaches for your arm. “(Y/N), you don’t need-”
“You hear this bitch? Who you think you are?”
“I’m the girl who’s gonna put a nice new dent in your head if you don’t step off.”
And you’d do it too. You grew up around here. Life taught you early on that you can’t take shit from anyone. Whatever they deal to you, you deal back twofold. People learned real quick not to mess with the short girl.
“(Y/N)-”
“You defending this freak? You his bitch or something?”
“Maybe I am,” you offer, ignoring Nick as he tries to keep you from doing something stupid. No one could ever stop you from doing that. Your conscience stopped trying a long time ago. “You got a problem with that?”
“Can’t stick with your own kind?” asks the kid in the passenger’s seat. “Gotta go hook up with some orc fuck that-”
He doesn’t get to finish his sentence as you throw the first thing that your hand grabs into the car.
The peanut butter jar smashes against the window right by his head.
“Jesus! This bitch is crazy!” the driver shouts as he puts the car in drive. The tires squeal as they flee the scene.
“Hey, where do you think you’re going!” you shout as Nick swiftly wraps his arm around your waist and picks you up off the ground with ease. You flail in his grip, your anger nowhere near done with the boys. “You can’t take it from a little girl, huh? How’d you think you’d do against an orc!”
“(Y/N)!” Nick shouts, setting you down. He puts his hands up to keep you from escaping around him in order to pursue the car. “(Y/N), enough!”
You quiet down, though you’re still panting, trying to find a way to let the anger go.
Nick lowers his arms. “You know I’m a cop, right? I could arrest you for something like that.”
“Well, I wasn’t about to stand there and let them talk to you like that. Someone has to defend you, if you won’t.”
He sighs. “Look, it’s not that I don’t want to. It’s just…I’ve got people watching me all the time. I do anything remotely out of line, that’s my career. Over. Done. I don’t have much choice.”
You stop and take a good, hard look at Nick. It never occurred to you that he would be in the position. But you remember all those news pieces on him. No one was a fan of an orc on the force. Of course they would be looking for a way to get rid of him.
“Well, I do,” you say, touching his arm so his eyes lock with yours. He doesn’t say it, but you can see the gratitude in his eyes. “And there’s no way I’ll ever let anyone speak to you like that.”
His lips part, surprised. He has never heard this from a human before. It’s so strange and…wonderful.
He watches you look in the direction the car disappeared. “Damn, I really wanted that peanut butter.”
This makes him laugh, hard. He can’t help it. The stress of the last couple minutes needs a release and there’s no better way than laughing until you can’t breathe in the parking lot of a grocery store.
“Laugh it up, tall stuff,” you say with a kind smile. You enjoy the laughter, despite sounding the opposite way. “Look, I gotta get to work, but maybe I’ll see you again some time, yeah?”
Nick nods, feeling disappointment well in his chest. “Yeah…yeah, I’ll just look for someone hanging off the shelves.”
“You know, I don’t have to like you.”
“No, you just have to defend my honor.”
You shrug as you get into your car. Waving goodbye to Nick, you drive away from the store, wondering if you’d just made a big mistake by not giving him your number.
It doesn’t matter anyway, because Nick shows up at your store a couple hours later with a jar of peanut butter in hand.
Rose of Fate; Jakoby X Reader Imagine! Source is pinterest again! {Teehee.. pinterest is life! XD}
Imagine...
You sigh as you look again down at your phone, no text, no call, no nothing. You were here because you'd finally convinced your significant other to participate in a weekly date night in order to fix things between you but it would seem that they have decided attendance is not mandatory.
"Ma'am/Sir? Can I get you anything to drink at least? I know you're waiting for someone" the nice waitress comes to asks you for the third time. you can't help the sad frown that comes to your face as you finally break, it's obvious what your boyfriend/girlfriend was saying by not showing up. They'd said so themselves earlier that day that if they didn't show that meant they didn't want to be together anymore but you had to take the chance that they might.
"It's been three hours, if they're not here by now then they're not coming" You finally rationalize with yourself as you reach down for your bag to tip at least tip her for being so nice. You can feel the pitying eyes of the others around you and bite down on the inside of your lip as a tear falls but suddenly the chair across from you scrapes back.
"I'm sorry I'm late my love, things were so hectic at the station that I couldn't get away" You straighten instantly, feeling the tear slip down your face and swipe it away on instinct as a handsome Orc man in a white button up shirt and black slacks sit down across from you. You blink in shock as the waitress sighs with relief and says she'll give you both a moment. That’s when he leans forward a little with an apologetic smile on his face.
"I'm sorry if I startled you, My name is Nikolas if you'll be willing to play along I think the man/woman who stood you up is an absolute fool" He tells you kindly, offering you the red rose he'd had in his hand. You quickly realize his kindness is almost enough to bring back the tears back and take a steadying breath.
You carefully accept the rose, smiling at the sweetness of its smell as you thank him sincerely. Its thorns had been carefully removed to prevent injury, roses have always been your favorite. You wonder for a moment why he would have a random rose on him like this but then your eyes drift to how smartly he's dressed and your jaw drops as the realization hits you.
"Oh my gosh.. You were not stood too! Were you?" You ponder quietly, he blinks and chuckles nervously rubbing the back of his neck as he looks down at the table. Well that was an answer if ever you were looking for one, you quickly reach across and touch the back of his hand lightly to reassure him. "Well I think we both have our fair share of fools to deal with then huh?"
He looks back up at you and smiles sweetly, his eyes wide as though relieved that you weren't judging him but why would you? He's so handsome, you can't wrap my head around the fact that this woman or man wouldn't show up. On your end however it was told to you daily why your s.o. wouldn't want to be seen with you, painfully so. At least you wouldn't have to deal with that anymore thankfully.
After twenty minutes filled with amazing conversation and a delicious meal you were finding yourself even more confused as to why any woman or man would reject this beautiful soul. You lean forward with your chin resting on top of your interlaced fingers and smile as he tells you about his day and about how his partners wife had been the one to kindly try and set up this date for him.
"Well I think he/she's seriously missing out, I haven't been able to figure out why someone would stand you up in the first place the whole time we've been sitting here" You tell him as you take a sip of wine, you see a pinkness flow into his face and can't help but think not for the first time that he's adorable. Then waitress then comes back with your checks, even though he had insisted that he pick the whole thing up you had managed to convince him to either let you pay your own way or let you pay for his as a thank you for his kindness. As she walks away he turns back to you and shrugs slightly as he answers your assertion.
"Well I'm not exactly anyone's type as I've been told, what with my filed tusks and being an Orcish cop" He speaks so frankly, not even looking at you as he again rubs the back of his neck sheepishly as though this is pain he deals with every day. You feel an instant pull of guilt, putting down your glass and are about to reassure him that he's an absolute delight when his eyes flick back up to your face and he gestures right back to you. "Meanwhile I've been thinking the same thing about you! What fool would dare to pass a chance to spend time with you? I certainly think they're missing out as well"
He laughs but as he says this you feel a pain in your chest, reminded that your own boyfriend/girlfriend didn't have half the decency this Orc man did. Your lips part slightly as you think of what to say to this, should you just agree? You have no idea, so you just mirror his earlier body language. You glance down to the table with a small cheeky smile on your face, cheeks flushing with the thinly veiled compliment. You notice his ear twitch and his nostrils flare slightly as the depressing feeling washes over you.
"Well thank you but I don't think I'm all that special, my own boyfriend/girlfriend couldn't bring themself to walk two blocks and be here to fix things so.." You feel the words flow forward before you can filter them and suddenly you feel your eyes brimming again, throat tightening just a little bit. You laugh and blink rapidly, fanning your face a little as you lift the wine glass and set it a little farther away from you. "Ooh, my gosh I'm so sorry, this wine is getting to my head"
This time it's Jakoby, as he told you he prefers to be called, who reaches out but he doesn't touch your hand like you had done for him. Instead he picks up the rose that he'd given you, a soft smile on his face as his golden eyes meet yours.
"Do you think this single rose is special? It's only one and its thorns have been removed, all it has is red petals and a green stem, green leaves." He speaks so carefully, pointing out each part of the rose in turn as you shake your head clearly not understanding what he means. You take the rose back from him as he hands it to you, leant forward as well as you cradle the rose gently, admiring it.
"Oh no! it's beautiful! I think it's more precious by itself, anyone can give someone a bouquet but a single rose is much more romantic." You smile as you trace your fingers over the petals, leaves and stem, thinking of all the reasons why you love roses so much. "Its petals are soft as velvet, the colors are gorgeous, it's smell is intoxicating! Its leaves can be used for tea and lotions and even without its thorns its gorgeous, softer even, than it would be with them."
"Absolutely, so if one single rose has all those beautiful qualities don't you think you have that and much more?" You freeze mind blown as he tells you this softly, his hand just barely curling around the top of yours as it cradles the flower petals. He lowers his head to catch your gaze, smiling so sweetly. For a moment your stunned at this eloquent delivery that makes your heart flutter and a smile crawl across your face.
You also notice how close you are as the silence stretches on, though you hardly notice the quiet as you find yourself tracing his features with your gaze. He truly is magnificent, the most handsome male you'd met before and with his kindness much more appealing than your jerk of an ex boyfriend/girlfriend. You break apart as a small voice giggles to your left and you both flinch, sitting back in your seats as the waitress stares down at you. You imediately notice the chocolate cake in her hands as she sets it and your paid checks on the table.
"Oh we didn-"
"I know but you two are just so cute that we wanted to do something for you!" She tells you sweetly, nodding back to the group of wait staff and bartenders gathered at the bar a few of whom wave emphatically at us. Its then you realize that the restaurant is very much empty and you think that Jakoby notices this as well as he speaks up.
"I'm sorry miss but what time is it?" Jakoby asks her curiously, You also look down at the watch on your wrist and nearly gasp as you find that its almost ten at night. The waitress blushes and laughs nervously as Jakoby looks to you to find out why exactly you look so shocked.
"It's almost ten! Don't you guys close around eight?" You ask kindly, feeling guilty that you'd made them stay later than normal. Jakoby looks like he might say something but the waitress rests a hand on his shoulder to stop him.
"Don't you worry about that! You finish your cake okay? We don’t usually get out of here till ten anyway so it's not that much of a stretch" She assures you carefully, you hear footsteps start approaching as Jakoby shakes his head.
"Oh no we couldn't possib-"
"You can and you will" You turn and find a matronly woman with brown hair and a take no crap gait approaching the table. "My name is Molly, I'm the manager. When Lana overheard the situation she came to me and I cleared this so everything is just fine"
Lana laughs again, clasping her hands in front of her timidly as she blushes.
"you guys were just so lost in each other and it was just so sweet how he came to your rescue like that! I had to" She admits quietly, Molly setting a hand on her shoulder.
"Lana is one of our most devoted waitress's, she takes our Fate policy very seriously" She smiles happily at the young woman and Jakoby and you both frown, his ear twitching cutely as you both look up at her curiously. "Our Fate Policy means that we will not ask any couple to leave as long as they are acting appropriately. Because you had met this requirement Lana came to me once eight o clock rolled around and the staff took a vote to give you a complimentary dessert"
"Well thank you very much, that is so sweet of you" You tell her, awestruck and as they walk away, You and Jakoby stare at each other in mutual shock. "So I guess that makes you my knight in shining armor then"
You say this jokingly but he blushes and laughs, his smile the only thing keeping you from thinking you'd embarrassed him.
"That'd make me more of a knight in blue armor but.." He smiles and trails off as you laugh at his joke and you both pick up your forks to dig into this beautiful piece of cake.
Once you're done with your cake you mutually decide to clean up the table and bring the dishes to the bar despite the protests from the wait staff around you. That done, you thank the employees and make your way out and onto the street. The streetlamps buzzing and the silence comforting as you both turn towards each other.
"So I don't know about you but tonight was just about the best date I've been on in my entire life" you let yourself admit with a happy smile, You see his eyes light up at this, the smile broadening on his face.
"I can definitely agree with you, with that said would it be too forward to ask if you'd like to go out with me again sometime?" He ventures awkwardly, his eyes averting from your face and you smile at him letting the warmth in your cheeks be seen.
"I don't think that’s forward at all, I'd love too" You respond gently, giggling as he looks back up to your eyes and that wonderful smile comes back to his face.
"Then I'm definitely looking forward to it, may I walk you home?" He asks politely and you nod, taking his arm as he offers it and leaning your head on his shoulder as you walk the four blocks to your apartment in comfortable silence.
(I really hope you guys like this one!! Here are the tags! If you like to be one of them feel free to ask and I’ll add you too!! :3 @byzantium-glytch @multi-villain-imagines @queencobblefreezestuff @walterkov @ever-hungry-aria @littlemessyjessi @homra-the-red-clan )
Wordcount: ~272
Pairing: Nick Jakoby/Reader
Notes: I have a new love: Nick Jakoby, and I got it baaaaaaad, haha. So, here’s a drabble, if anyone’s interested: takes place near the end of the movie (so, minor spoilers? kind of? eh) when Ward and Nick are in that makeshift hospital.
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“And then there was this elf girl--Oh, Tikka, she’s-Well, you have to know-”
“Nick! NICK!”
“-and there was this other elf who had two friends-”
“Stop-No, stop talk-Will you shut up!”
You rolled your eyes as the two men continued to talk. The two FBI agents slowly moved from Ward, to Nick, to you, seeming to be waiting for the three of you to sort yourselves out before they would bother to intervene.
“NICK! STOP-he’s not listening-NICK!”
You grumbled and moved from your chair to sit in Nick Jakoby’s lap--a movement that drew his attention, but wasn’t quite enough to stop his mouth from moving. At least, until your lips met his and his was silenced by your kiss.
Ward scratched his ear, a look of relief melting into impatience as you took your time with the kiss.
Nick was breathless by the time you pulled back and you smiled sweetly at him, “Stop talking.”
“I, uh--what?” He looked from you, to Ward, then to the FBI agents as if looking for an answer as to what just happened.
Ward shook his head before he looked at the Agents and said plainly, “There was no magic wand. Nothing happened; officially.”
Kandomere glanced at you and Nick, a smirk tried to play at the corner of his mouth, “Nothing happened?” He asked you both.
Nick finally seemed to be catching up, “No-nope; no wand. Nothing happened.”
“Nothing at all,” You agreed before you turned and kissed Nick again, “Except for this.”
Ward rolled his eyes so hard, he nearly gave himself a headache. Nick was going to be unbearable for the foreseeable future.
Ok, Y’all tell me which story to post a new chapter for!!!!! VOTE!! Tell me what to write!!!
I am feeling very motivated to write but also very indecisive so I’m calling for a vote and you guys can decide what I post next.
Chapter 12 (probably last chapter) of Dark Side of Me - “Bright” (Dorghu x OFC)
Chapter 7 (Bonus Chapter/Epilogue) of Bloody & Bylines - “Bright” (Jakoby x Female Reader)
Chapter 6 of Let’s Just Call It Even - “Game of Thrones” (Bronn x OFC)
Chapter 3 (Final Chapter NSFW) or Beric Dondarrion & The Bear Island Girl (Beric Dondarrion x OFC)
A Sons of Anarchy one shot I have partway written somewhere (Happy x Female Reader)
Something else - open to suggestions!
Working a lot this week, including a double tomorrow, so will probably only have time to write on one project for the week. Whatever piece has the most votes by the time I get home from work Wednesday evening wins. Most likely would post on Sunday.
You are mine - Nick Jakoby x Reader [BRIGHT] (Request)
Anon: Yooo, can you please do a jealous Nick jakoby x reader? I have a bunch of a ideas but most of them are just of Pollard flirting with the reader and harassing Nick to the point he wonders if he's the best boyfriend
for his human girlfriend so she shows him how much she loves him?
I hope you like it ♥
Note: Since there are people that doesn’t want to read smut, the story continue under the cut. I’m not that good on writing smut...but at least I’ve tried lol.
WARNING: SMUT (which means sex in the police car )
ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE SO, SORRY FOR EVENTUAL MISTAKES
After a very long morning passed around the city, patroling the crowded streets of Los Angeles, break time has finally arrived.
Usually, Nick and his partner, Daryl Ward, would stop at a random cafè, drinking some coffee or eating a sandwich (or, in Nick’s case, some salad or fruit).
However, today they both headed to the police department.
Daryl had to catch up with some paperwork, while Nick had a more pleasant reason to spend his break at the station: his girlfriend.
Nick had started dating you six months ago.
You were a new cop and he helped you familiarizing with your new work place.
Since the first time you saw each other you felt a strong attracion, so you didn’t think about it twice when you asked him out for dinner.
He was a real gentleman with you.
He waited your second date to give you a kiss, not before asking you if you were okay with that, and, the first time you made love to each other was so romantic and gentle, that, for the first time of your life, you felt sad thinking about separating for work the next morning.
Of course, everybody knows about the two of you, especially a certain someone that didn’t agree on a beautiful girl like you dating an orc.
Hell, he was against interracial relationships, seeing orcs as inferiors.
That’s the reason why officer Pollard would always try to flirt with you in front of Nick.
He wanted to hurt him and he also wanted you.
When Nick finally reach his destination, he saw you in front of the coffee machine, waiting patiently for your beverage to be ready.
Seeing your uniform hugging perfectly your forms, made him feeling very hot.
You were beautiful despite what you wear, but you dressed with your cop uniform and your (h/c) hair tied up into a bun exposing your soft neck for him to bite and ravish, was something that always turns him on.
Creeping up behind you, he suddenly grab your hips with his big hands screaming:
“You’re under arrest!”
Squealing you turned around, ready to smack the living shit out of whoever decided to give you an heart attack,but when your (e/c) eyes met yellow ones, you suddenly stop your hand.
“Nick, you scared me!”
Laughing, he buried his face onto your neck, giving you a soft kiss there.
Once you calmed down, you brought both of your hands on his chest, feeling his broad chest under his uniform.
“For what I’m being arrested officer?”
“You being illegal in this uniform”
With that said, Nick leaned down towards you, giving you a sweet kiss on your lips.
You were so happy to finally feel him after spending the whole morning with your partner, who was a really ill-tempered old man.
“I wish I had a bucket so I can puke”
You separated from each other when Pollard’s comment reached your ears.
You noticed Nick looking down, he never answer back when he’s being insulted because he knows that if he gets in trouble, he could be kicked out from the police.
“Oh why Pollard? I don’t see any mirror here”
You answered, grinning at him.
Scoffing, Pollard shoved Nick away and walked toward you, until your back hit the coffee machine.
“Feisty huh? I like it”
Pollard’s hands find their way on your hips and on your cheeks.
“A pretty thing like you deserved better, look at your boyfriend, he’s here, and he’s letting me touch you like this without doing nothing...he’s not the real man you deserve”
Moving your gaze toward Nick, you noticed how he was gritting his teeth and flared his nostrils.
His hands were closed into a fist, but both of you knows that he couldn’t do anything or he will get the blame.
Remembering the reason you were there, you smiled at Pollard while you reach behind you for your cup of coffee.
Seeing your smile, Pollard turned toward Nick, grinning:
“See? Your girlfriend finally understand”
However, when he turned to you again, he was meet by hot coffee spilling on his face and under his neck.
Pollard let out a loud scream, covering his eyes and cheeks.
“You little bitch!”
When he charged toward you, Nick suddenly appeared in front of you, one hand on your waist, trying to hide you besides him, the other on Pollard neck:
“You just try to touch her and you’ll feel a pain worse than a hot coffee on your skin”.
Before Pollard could say something, Ward followed by two other officers came to see what all the commotion was about.
Nick explained that you accidentally slipped and your coffee ended up on Pollard.
Pollard wasn’t brave enough to say anything, seeing how Nick was staring at him.
When you were finally alone, you walk toward your boyfriend, enveloping him into a tight embrace.
“I can’t believe it you were going to hit Pollard and risk your career”
Kissing the top of your head, Nick stared down at you.
“He was right you know? I’m not a good boyfriend, I can’t do anything to stop him from pestering you again or touch you like that, because i’m too scared about losing my job...it shouldn’t be like that...you should be at the first place”
You couldn’t believe at what you were hearing.
It’s true, he didn’t intervene at first, but then, he was ready to beat Pollard up for good.
You didn’t want him feeling bad for that, you knew he loves you and you knew how much being a cop means to him.
Taking Nick by one of his hand, you started walked toward the garage.
It didn’t matter that Nick was asking where were you taking him, you kept going without speaking a word.
Once inside the garage, you reach your car, you opened the passenger sit’s door, and with all your strenght you pushed Nick inside.
Closing the door, you straddled his muscolar thighs.
“(Y/n)...what are you doing?”
Smiling down at him, you took out your handcuffs from your belt.
“Nicholas Jakoby, you’re under arrest”
Before he could protest, you moved your hips against his, making him moan.
You took both of his wrists, handcuffing them on the door’s handle.
Knowing you didn’t have much time before you both had to be back at work, you unzipped his pants, taking out his full lenght.
“I’ll show you how much I love you baby”
You quickly get rid of your pants and panties, before moving your wet folds up and down Nick’s lenght.
“Can you feel how much you turned me on before?”
You both let out a loud moan, he was trying to move his hips against you, he needed to be inside of you.
You didn’t want to made him wait, so,you positioned his lenght before sinking down on it, taking it inch by inch.
You both moaned while you moved up and down on him.
You could tell he wanted to touch you, he was trying to free himself while letting out deep growls.
An evil grin appeared on your face.
Unbuttoned your uniform shirt, you shows Nick that you weren’t wearing a bra.
Watching your breast going up and down with your movements were enough to make him come.
He let out some words in orcish, you didn’t know the meaning, but you could tell that they were obscenities, and, that was enough for triggering your own relase.
You kept riding him until you land flat against his chest.
Taking the keys from your discarded pants, you finally free Nick wrists.
In no time you find yourself under him, he kissed you slowly and passionately, while he sweetly caressed your cheeks and neck.
“(Y/n) you have no idea how much I love you”
Staring up at him, you caressed his face gently.
“I love you too baby”
You both knew that you had to get out of that car and go back to work, however, you decided that the world outside could wait a little longer because, right now, you needed each other.
I’m so into Bright that I came out with this little story♥
I fell so hard for Nick Jakoby that I had to write something.
I’m a little nervous because this is my first Nick Jakoby x Reader story, but I hope you’ll like it anyway :3 ♥
ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE SO, SORRY FOR EVENTUAL GRAMMATICAL ERRORS.
You were woken up by the rays coming through the window and hitting you right on your face.
Turning away from the annoying light, you couldn’t help but smile at the sight you met.
Nick was sleeping soundly, an hand covering his yellow eyes while the other one was wrapped protectively around your waist.
This was his first day off after a month of very long and tired shifts.
After everything that happened to him and Ward, protecting the city and being finally recognized by a clan, the police department always call for them when there were issues with other orcs.
You barely saw each other, and that was something that made the both of you sad and frustrated.
Deciding to let your boyfriend sleep and surprising him with some coffee in bed, you move away his muscular arm carefully and stood into a sitting position.
You didn’t really want to leave your bed, but you were already awake anyway.
Before you could stand, a pair of arms sneaked around your waist and a trail of soft and gentle kisses were left from your neck to your jawline.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
You leaned back against Nick’s firm body.
“…Coffee” you were able to say, Nick could tell that you were still tired.
“I don’t think so baby”
Without any effort, Nick lifted you, only to put you on the bed, before trapping you under his body.
He leaned down, giving you a long and sweet kiss.
“Good morning my love”
You just smiled up at him, hugging his neck and bringing him down so you could hug him.
You weren’t uncomfortable at all, you like to feel his firm body all over you.
“I’m sorry I woke you up…I just wanted to bring you some coffee in bed as a reward for being the best officer in the whole world”
You could feel his left ear twitching against your neck, something you find really cute.
“I’d like another kind of reward”
Giggling you pushed him beside you on the bed, so you could lean your head against his chest.
“I really missed you Nick…you know that?”
He hummed, kissing the top of your head.
“I missed you too baby”
He tightened his grip on you.
He couldn’t believe he could finally spend some quality time with you without having to rush out from your shared bed and coming back at home just to find you already asleep.
He missed your smile, he missed watching some cop movies with you and laughing at your silly jokes.
But most of all he missed moments like this where he can feel all of you, enjoying your sweet scent and warm body.
God, he needed you right now.
“You know (Y/n)…about that reward… I want it now”.
All of sudden, he pick you up bridal style from the bed, and walked your giggling form to the bathroom.
“You know, we won’t spend that much on the water bill if we shower together”
“You know very well that this is going to be a really long shower, officer Jakoby”
