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𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘺𝘫𝘰𝘺

Game of Thrones (2011 to 2019)

Fate

Summary: All of the heirs of the seven kingdoms are welcomed to compete for the eldest Stark daughter’s (your) hand in marriage. You reunite with an old friend, but refuse to be distracted as you compete for your freedom. Loosely based on the Disney movie ‘Brave.’

Warnings: Smut, MDNI (18+)

Type: Mini Series

Fate

Theon Greyjoy x Fem!Reader

Summary: After Robert’s rebellion and the extinction of the Targaryen house, House Stark decides it shall take part in one of its oldest traditions in which, on the eighteenth name day of the the eldest daughter of the Lord of Winterfell, a tournament shall be hell for her hand. Noble men from all corners of the seven kingdoms travel to Winterfell to compete, including your childhood friend Theon Greyjoy. However, anyone who believes that you are to let yourself be married off without a fight is in for a rude awakening. Loosely based off of the Disney animated movie ‘Brave.’

Warnings: Smut, MDNI (18+)

Part One

Part Two {Coming Soon}

Fate

Theon Greyjoy x Fem!Reader

Summary: After Robert’s rebellion and the extinction of the Targaryen house, House Stark decides it shall take part in one of its oldest traditions in which, on the eighteenth name day of the the eldest daughter of the Lord of Winterfell, a tournament shall be hell for her hand. Noble men from all corners of the seven kingdoms travel to Winterfell to compete, including your childhood friend Theon Greyjoy. However, anyone who believes that you are to let yourself be married off without a fight is in for a rude awakening. Loosely based off of the Disney animated movie ‘Brave.’

Warnings: Smut, MDNI (18+)

Part One

Word Count: 1,461

“In accordance with one of the eldest traditions of House Stark, from the days of its sovereignty over the North of Westeros, on the eighteenth nameday of the eldest daughter of the Lord of Winterfell, a tournament shall be held. Any heir of nobility, affluence, and honor set to inherit their lord father’s seat is permitted to compete in the event for the daughter of Winterfell’s hand, of which shall be determined by she.”

The words of your father echoing out through the great hall made your heart drop into your stomach. In air in your chest escaped you, a tight pain replacing it, squeezing at your throat. Your lips parted as your law slacked in astonishment, eyes wide as all of the rest in the hall turned to you.

You wanted to scream, cry, argue, anything, but you found your tongue dry and your throat unable to utter a word. Your older brother, Robb, however, spoke for you.

“You cannot be serious, father? You wish to marry her to a random stranger!” He argued, shaking his head.

Sansa smiled at you, attempting to calm your nerves. “I find it terribly romantic,” she spoke.

“Then you do it!” You yelled out at her, finally finding your words. If you were able to think straight, you may feel guilty for yelling at your younger sister who was only trying to lighten your suddenly dark mood. You turned to your father, glaring and squeezing your fists. “I am not a prize to be won! I am the eldest daughter of Winterfell and I wish to choose who I marry.”

Eddard Stark looked at his daughter a bit solemnly, feeling a tad bit of guilt for allowing Catelyn to talk him into adhering to this ancient Northern tradition. It had not been utilized for decades, so he did not know why they needed to start it again now.

Except, deep down, he did. The North had given many men and resources to the rebellion that Eddard had decided to back. The rebellion had divided the seven kingdoms. Eddard knew that this competition would not only bring the noble houses together, but it would promote trade and investments in the North and House Stark.

Eddard didn’t want to use his daughter as a pawn, but he thought this could also be an opportunity for her. You had always loved Winterfell and the North, but you wanted to explore and see the rest of the seven kingdoms. You wanted to fall in love and live somewhere new, have a life of your own separate from your family and the North. This competition was the best way to explore all of your options.

“You will choose the tournament in which the men compete,” Eddard spoke, hoping that it would satisfy his daughter even if only the tiniest bit. He was very wrong, however, as your face grew more red.

“You wish for me to sit obediently and choose a game for stubborn, stupid men to play? A game that will determine the course of the rest of my life?” You yelled at him, even shocking your mother with your blind rage. You let out a huff, calming yourself to a light seething. “I will find a way out of this,” you promised, stomping out of the great hall.

You raced to the stables, grabbing hold of your bow and quiver that you had stashed outside of your horse’s stall from the day before. You saddled your stallion as quickly as you could, muttering angrily to yourself as you went. You then mounted the beast, patting his side with urgency to let him know you needed him to run as fast as he could, the two of you racing into the forests of Winterfell. You knocked an arrow on your bow, drawing back the string and aiming at your first target.

Theon treaded quietly through the tall grass, his fingertips brushing the green weeds. You knew it was him coming up behind you without even turning. He was, in fact, the only person that knew of this spot. Your little clearing at the edge of the woods that looked out over a meadow which expanded for miles.

It had been only your spot for a long time, until one day you had been so upset that you had stayed there for a full day, sunrise to sunset. Your family had been so worried that they all went looking for you themselves. Theon had found you first, following your archery targets that trailed through the forest on its trees.

“I won’t do it, Theon,” you spoke, biting back the new round of tears that threatened to spill. You had just managed to stop crying. “I won’t let some pompous, shrewd, half wit marry me. I will find a way out of this.”

Theon sat down beside you in the grass, letting out all of his worries and stress out in a long breath as you leaned your head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his chest and leaving a soft kiss on the top of your head.

Your relationship with Theon had always been a complicated one, from the moment he was brought home as a ward-slash-prisoner by your father. You had never treated him as anything less than family, though, which created a very close and unbreakable bond between the two of you.

Sometimes you would fantasize about your father and mother marrying you off to him, becoming the Princess of Pyke and living on the sea. However, your mother made it very clear that Theon would not be marrying any Stark daughter. Catelyn barely tolerated him being your friend, she would die if she found out there was a hidden romance.

You knew that she had nothing to be worried about, though. Theon Greyjoy would never see you as anything other than a slightly younger sister. And you would never see him as anything more than a slightly older brother-slash-hostage, of a sort. Or so Theon told himself.

“Who knows, princess, you could meet the love of your life through this tournament,” he spoke, his voice sounding more sad than he meant it too. You did not notice, though. “All of the young, noble men of the seven kingdoms competing for your hand could bring you a bit of fun.”

You scrunched up your nose, looking at him. He hated how adorable he found your expression. You shook your head, pressing your cheek to his arm and staring up at him with wide eyes, lashes fluttering sweetly. He would die for you if you demanded it while looking at him like that.

“You know I hate it when you call me that,” you spoke.

“I know-” he smirked amusingly before leaning in to you closer, lowering his voice. “-princess.”

You rolled your eyes, pushing off of him with a scoff. Allowing your shoulders to rest against one another’s comfortably as you fiddled with the long grass.

A calm moment of silence passed between you two, the breeze dancing through grass, kicking up the sweet smell of spring Earth that you loved about the North so much. The South smelled much too floral for your liking. The North smelled like the real outdoors, the land you loved so much.

“I wish you didn’t have to go,” you spoke sadly, staring at your hands as they fiddled with a stem, frowning.

Theon looked over at you, watching as the wind blew around the wisps of hair that had escaped your messy braid, making you look exactly how you were always meant to: wild and free. He admired it, admired you.

“Me too,” he breathed out. “That place doesn’t really feel like my home anymore.”

“Don’t say that,” you frowned even more, feeling guilty for ripping this boy away from his home and his family, a thing in which of course had no hand. “Pyke will always be your home.”

Theon shook his head, picking a flower from nearby and tucking it behind your ear, smiling as you turned to look at him. “My home is right here,” he spoke, so softly that you wondered if you had imagined it.

Your breath caught in your chest and, for a moment, you could have sworn that Theon looked down at your lips.

“I will be back with you in a fortnight,” his voice seemingly cementing the statement in stone. “I promise, princess.”

Theon Greyjoy left for his home of the Iron Isles the next day. A fortnight passed and you waited at the gates for him, but he did not come. You waited each day for a week, asking your father about when he would return. However, you were met with silence every time.

Part two coming soon!!

Three Moments

Band of Brothers

Richard ‘Dick’ Winters x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Sobel Being a Jerk

𝘿𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙧: 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵.

Summary — Winters recalls the three moments that made him fall in love with you.

Three moments. All it took was three moments and Dick Winters knew he was a goner. If Winters was honest with himself, he was gone from the very first moment, the moment he saw her.

It was 1942 at Camp Toccoa and Easy Company had just finished their basic military training. They were in the mess hall, celebrating, Winters standing off in a corner speaking to Nix, taking sips of his non-alcoholic drink and watching the boys that made up the 2nd Battalion. He allowed the corners of his mouth to turn upwards as his eyes lingered on the faces of the friends he had made, each of them getting progressively drunker and, in turn, the hall getting louder. But the moment she walked into the large room, everyone fell silent.

It was a shock to see a woman standing in the middle of Toccoa, but not shocking enough to be able to hear crickets chirping. If she had been dressed as a secretary or a nurse, perhaps the hollars of the drunk men would have simply quieted for a moment before rousing again. No, the silence was because she was wearing an airborne uniform.

Winters was awestruck, not just because she was a woman standing in a sea of men wearing a uniform with the insignia of Easy Company on it, but because she was the most beautiful woman he had ever laid his eyes upon. Sure, her physical features were attractive, but the aura that seemed to surround her is what truly made the woman stand out. The way she stood with the strength and assertiveness of any man in this room, but also how her eyes moved across the hall, kind and analytical. However, she beamed with excitement and energy.

It was when Sobel stepped up in front of her that her eyes finally reached Dick, pausing on him for a split second longer than they had on anyone else. A hint of a shy smile graced her perfect features, making Dick’s eyes only grow wider before he began to blink rapidly, as if he imagined it. Her eyes moved away from him, her attention returning to the room.

Winters cleared his throat, swallowing hard and looking down at his drink as to attempt to calm the heat that had risen to his cheeks. He could feel Nix smirking in amusement from beside him, surely having noticed the bashful look on his friend’s face, hiding his smile with a sip of his drink. Dick lightly elbowed him in the ribs, but this only made Nixon smirk wider.

“This is Sergeant (Y/L/N) and she will be joining Easy Company under my direction as we move into jump school. I expect you all to treat her with the same respect and camaraderie that you treat your fellow soldiers,” Sobel finished speaking, leaving the girl to the wolves.

Winters expected her to be terrified, to freeze with the eyes of a mess hall of men on her, but she didn’t. She smiled brightly, finding her seat amongst her new company soldiers, and the sound once again returned to the room, with one more voice joining the chorus.

In the following days, Winters found out where she came from. Apparently, she had completed basic training in an experimental task force of female soldiers, specializing in sharpshooting and snipers. However, it seemed that some of the male higher-ups did not believe that a group of all-female soldiers would fare well on their own, so the group had been disbanded and the women sporadically placed in different companies that did not have sniper specialized members. In a way, coming to Easy Company was a demotion as she had been a Second Lieutenant in her old group. She still holds that title, but is being referred to as a Sergeant as to not ‘confuse’ anyone, or so Sobel put it.

While Sobel had been the one to say he expected his men to treat her the same as any other soldier, he was the only one who refused to follow his own rules. He picked on her incessantly, doing his best to make her resign or find something he could court marshall her for, but she was resilient and determined. Sobel couldn’t crack her, no matter how hard he tried. Every attempt he made at breaking her down only seemed to strengthen her resolve.

It was the day that Sobel had finally had enough of Y/N’s lack of reaction that the second moment took place. Sobel seemed extra angry that day, lining up the company and yelling in each soldier’s face one at a time. When he came up to Y/N, his face seemed to darken even more, almost twitching in excitement at the thought that this was the day he would break her.

His screaming started off as it does with every soldier in his company, the topic being nothing in particular. However, it suddenly got very personal and revealed Sobel’s very obvious true feelings on the matter of a woman being assigned to his company. He screamed about how she was a weak casualty, slowing the company down and only waiting to be killed. He yelled at her that she needed to return home to her womanly duties and that she was a waste of space and air in this camp.

Winters nearly stepped in at this point, his jaw clenched and his hands balling at his side. He convinced himself that the anger he felt building in his chest he would feel for any of his men that were being chewed out in the same way. Perhaps this was true, but perhaps not.

He did not have the chance to react, however, as Sobel finally got his reaction. Although, it was not one that he wanted.

“You are completely and utterly useless!” He finished screaming, the entire world around them falling silent. Y/N’s eyes shifted, staring right at Sobel.

An amused smirk found its way on her lips and she almost looked like she was having trouble holding in laughter. Sobel’s face began to grow even redder, giving her enough satisfaction to shift her eyes away from him and ahead once again, at attention.

“You are nothing,” Sobel spoke, his tone deep and filled with venom. He turned away from her, mumbling to himself as he began to walk back up to Winters, who was standing in front of the group. “Couldn’t even shoot a target ten feet in front of her,” Sobel muttered.

“You wanna bet on it?” Her voice rang out, causing Sobel to stop in his tracks. He spun around on his heel, glaring daggers at the girl, who was staring back at him.

“What was that, Lieutenant?” He spat, marching back up to her, expecting her to return to attention and stay silent. She didn’t.

“You said I can’t even shoot a target ten feet in front of me,” she spoke, her voice steady and sure. “How about we test that? You and I both take three shots at three targets from four hundred yards, just to make it easy,” she grinned. “Whoever shoots the most targets with the most accuracy wins.”

Sobel was silent for a split second, clenching and unclenching his jaw, the gears in his mind turning. He began to shake his head, knowing that humiliation was too great of a possibility.

“I’ll do you one better. I win and you clean the latrines for a month,” she said, all eyes on her. Winters stared at the girl in a state of both atonishment and amusement. Normally he would not condone insulting superiors, but this was a different case. “And if you win, I’ll leave Easy Company.” Winters could see the glint in her eye. She knew that Sobel wouldn’t pass that chance up.

The targets had been set up and Sobel took his place, a rifle in hand. He raised his rifle, aiming at the first target, his hands shaking. He missed the first target entirely, skimmed the second, and just barely hit the corner of the third. Obviously irritated, Sobel stepped away from his spot, shoving the rifle into Y/N’s hands as she stepped up to the plate. It took her seconds to line up and take her shot, her posture tall and her breathing steady, moving the gun swiftly to shoot at the second and third targets. She hit all three targets, dead in the middle.

Unfortunately, Sobel didn’t end up cleaning the latrines, but everyone knew that would never happen. He did, however, leave Y/N alone after that and she only became more respected and revered by the men of Easy Company.

The third moment occurred the night the company had earned their jump wings, graduating from training and preparing to move on to England. Winters had left the rowdy group of soldiers in the main hall of the camp to get a breath of fresh air, walking along the gravel pathways with his hands in his pockets. He found himself wandering over to the grassy field at the edge of the camp, some invisible tether drawing him to it.

As he came up to the edge of the field, Winters realized what had drawn him to it. In the middle of the grass, sitting in a patch of wildflowers, he saw the figure of Y/N. Her face was pointed up towards the sun, her eyes closed and a soft smile resting on her face.

Dick considered turning around and walking away, not wanting to disturb the girl’s comfortable solitude. He stood there for a moment, admiring her from afar as he debated his options in his mind. Finally deciding he didn’t want to bother her, he took a step away from her, his foot pressing upon a stick, the snapping sound alerting Y/N to his presence.

She opened her eyes and turned her head, smiling at Dick’s warming face as he chuckled nervously. She waved him over, inviting him to join her. Winters ignored the twisting in his stomach, slowly making his way towards her.

“Sorry to disturb you,” He apologized as he reached her, standing a few paces behind her with his hands still in his pockets.

“You didn’t,” She shook her head, turning to smile at him once again.

She has the most beautiful smile, he thought to himself, allowing a split second of indulgence. Winters wanted to stop his mind there, before he allowed it to run free with thoughts of her, but he couldn’t stop it as he took in the scene in front of him. She sat in the soft grass, her fingers fiddling with picked wildflowers, the calming landscape of the meadow laid out at her feet. Her hair was loose and fell in soft waves down her back, a few strands tucked behind her ear. The setting sun illuminated her face, the rays mirroring a halo around her head as she looked at him, making Winters wonder if she had been an angel sent by God.

“You can join me, if you’d like,” she spoke, snapping Dick out of his thoughts. He watched as she turned back around to continue fiddling with the flowers in her hands, a soft breeze making the grass around them sway. He smiled warmly to himself, taking a seat beside her on the ground.

“What are you doing out here?” He asked her, doing his best to focus his eyes on the serene in front of him and not the girl by his side.

“I’m hiding,” she spoke with an amused smile. “I’ve never really been one for big parties.”

“So, you’ve never been dancing?” Winters asked, mentally smacking himself in the forehead. What kind of question was that?

“I’ve been dancing. I love it, in fact, but typically the testosterone is evened out a bit,” she joked, making Dick laugh. “I can’t believe it,” she continued, setting the wild flowers down and focusing on him. “I just made the eternally poised and professional Second Lieutenant Winters laugh and it wasn’t even a good joke!”

“Oh, c’mon, it wasn’t that bad,” he smiled at her, watching as she shook her head with a laugh.

“Please, if I had tried that one on Nixon, he would’ve just stared at me and walked away.”

“Well lucky you that I’m not Nixon,” Winters turned his head, staring straight out at the field ahead. Y/N and Nixon had become close friends over the past few weeks while Winters tried to avoid being alone with Y/N as much as possible. He couldn’t afford any distractions and anytime he was with her he was distracted, but he chose to forget that fact at the moment.

“Trust me, I feel very lucky,” she smiled at him without any hint of sarcasm. She was being completely honest.

“So is that what you’ll do when you get home?” Winters changed the subject before he lost himself in her eyes completely. “Go dancing, I mean?”

“Among other things,” she spoke, with a soft smile, her gaze focusing on her lap.

“What other things?” He pried.

She bit her lip, his eyes darting down to her mouth to watch the action before forcing them on something else.

She let out a long breath lifting her head. “I’m going to continue college and earn my degree,” she began. Winters hid his surprise, learning that she was a collegiately educated woman, something very uncommon in their day and age. “I want to watch my younger siblings grow up and my parents grow old. I want to get married to a man who loves me and raise a family on a plot of land like this,” she motioned towards the field around them. “I want to watch my children grow up and make families of their own. And then, when God has decided it’s my time, I want to pass away just as everyone should: old in age and surrounded by those they love.”

This was the third moment, the moment that Dick Winters knew that he was completely and eternally in love. Staring at her now, watching the way she smiled softly as she watched the grass and flowers sway in the wind, the breeze pushing back her hair and the sun casting an ethereal glow on her face, Dick Winters knew that he was going to spend the rest of his life with her.

𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 “𝘋𝘪𝘤𝘬” 𝘞𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴

Band of Brothers (2001)

𝘿𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙧: 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵.

Three Moments

Summary — Winters recalls the three moments that made him fall in love with you.

Warnings — Fluff, Sobel Being a Jerk

Your camera roll if you were dating Tyler Galpin…

Your camera roll if you were dating Tom ‘Iceman’ Kazansky…

Hi there! Would you please make a NSFW headcanons thing for Chris Knight being your first time?

Please and thank you 😁

This was requested like multiple months ago and I completely forgot about it until now so I’m sorry for the lateness of this post but here it is!! It’s a bit sappy and sweet but that’s how I think he’d be so I hope you enjoy!! <3

Chris Knight NSFW Head Canons with First Time Reader

Chris Knight x Virgin!Fem!Reader

Warnings — Sexual themes/descriptions, NSFW, 18+ readers only!

•so I think that this situation would really only happen if Chris and you are in a committed relationship as your first time should be (ideally) with someone you trust and care for, so imma go with that

•I believe that Chris would be quite surprised when you tell him that you are a virgin (because you’re obviously beautiful and have no problem turning heads) but he would quickly hide it

•you definitely know about Chris’s reputation on campus when it comes to women, so you were a bit nervous to tell him as part of you thought maybe he would look down on you for never having had sex before but, once you tell him, it’s the complete opposite

•he thinks that it’s actually really a beautiful and sweet thing that you decided to wait until the right moment and to partake in this intimate act with someone you trust and care about

•He would still be a consent king even if you two had had sex a million times before, but he would especially double and triple check every action he makes with you to make sure you don’t want to stop and you haven’t changed your mind

•he definitely reassures you at least twice that, no matter how far you two are into things, you can always tell him to stop and he will

•you start by making out which is nothing new and he would pull you into his lap first, to make sure you feel like you’re in control and you’re the priority

•he is kinda a man whore but he still makes sure that anyone he sleeps with gets as much out of the experience as he does and he takes that one step further if it’s your first time

•he would be really soft and gentle throughout the whole thing, even when kissing you

•I also think part of him secretly loves that you chose him to loose your virginity too because, not only does it mean you trust him, but he is also the first one who has ever touched you, the first name you’ve ever screamed in pleasure, and the first person to witness your beauty in such an intimate act

•he would definitely praise you, like A LOT

•he wants you to know that you are doing well, especially when you get more tense, because he knows that you might be nervous or intimidated that you’re not doing enough to make him feel good

•when he is about to enter, he definitely tells you that it may hurt a little bit but to let him know if it’s too painful and he will stop (even though he spent a long time making sure you were wet enough😉)

•he enters you slowly, allowing you to dig your nails into his back as you let out soft gasps at the feeling, watching your face contort with different emotions and thoughts to make sure that he is not hurting you

•once he bottoms out, both of you seem to let out a breath that you were holding in as he was nervous that he would hurt you and you were nervous that it would hurt

•he would kiss you passionately and softly as he allows you time to adjust to his big size before asking you if you’re okay for him to start moving, to which you agree

•he starts slowly, watching you the whole time (both to make sure you’re okay and because he just wants to stare at your face forever), until you beg him to speed up a bit, wrapping your legs around his waist to bring him closer

•Chris speeds up, still doing his best to maintain his control

•but, when you bite your lip, tilt your head back, moan his name, and beg him for more, this man goes FERAL

•he still is able to have enough self control to not take it too hard on you, but he begins pounding into you a bit more, prolly trying to distract himself from how good you feel around him by sucking hickies onto your collarbone

•he would definitely reach down and start to run circles around your clot as he has no idea how much longer he’ll be able to last if you keep arching your back and pressing yourself to his chest

•you would tell him you were close and he would bring his lips next to your ear, letting out deep grunts of pleasure as he says something like “cum for me, baby girl”

•that would send you over the edge, your walls clenching around his cock, making it impossible for him to hold back any longer as he cums inside of you

•he holds himself above you on shaky arms as you both ride out your highs, each of you taking deep breaths as your eyes finally meet

•he smiles at you with that classic Christopher Knight show stopping smile before he leans down to kiss you again

•he would then roll over get up and grab a towel and some water, making sure to clean the two of you up before pulling the covers back and collapsing next to you on the bed before tucking both of you under the covers

•he would wrap his arms around you and you would cuddle up to his chest, listening to his rapid heartbeat begin to slow

•if you asked him how it was, he would smile and say, breathlessly, “amazing.”

•he would ask you the same thing and you’d say, “well, you definitely lived up to your reputation,” and he would laugh

•he would brush away the hair that was sticking to your forehead, placing a kiss on it before pulling you closer to him

•just before the two of you fall asleep, he would tell you he loves you (for the first time or one of many times, whichever you prefer☺️)

Dating Joey Tribbiani Mood Board(s)…

You

You and Joey

Chris Knight Blurb #1

Mitch: “Chris, no.”

Chris: “Chris, yes.”

Jordan: “Chris, no.”

Chris: “Chris yes.”

Y/N: “Chris, no.”

Chris: “Chris, no.”

Joey Tribbiani

Friends (1994 - 2004)

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Headcanons

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Rooftop Solace — Fluff

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Rooftop Solace

Joey Tribbiani (Friends) x Fem!Reader

Summary — You are unable to sleep after a huge fight with your parents about your relationship, so you sneak out onto the rooftop of your apartment to get some fresh air. Thankfully, your boyfriend, Joey, is always willing to comfort you.

Words — 1,945

Warnings — Controlling parents, family discourse

Type — Fluff!

You gasped for air as you sat up in bed, your hand pressed against your chest as silent tears ran down your face. You desperately tried to calm your racing heart, the thumping echoing through your entire body.

It was another sleepless night, your slumber plagued with nightmares every time you closed your eyes. You had these strange periods in time where every few weeks you had a few nights of restlessness.

Your parents had recently been in the city to visit you and the stress of seeing them only seemed to make the sleeplessness worse. They had never approved of your relationship with Joey as they believed him not to be good enough for you so every time you saw them or even spoke to them over the phone, they would make subtle hints as to their disapproval. This most recent visit was not so subtle.

Your father straight up called Joey an idiot and you could no longer contain your anger. You yelled at him and your mother, telling them that their behavior and constant harassment was unacceptable and you wouldn’t tolerate it any longer. You then told them to get out and you hadn’t talked to them since.

Truth be told, part of you felt better after that whole argument. Joey hadn’t been the first time your parents had ridiculed a major aspect of your life. They never forgave you for deciding not to pursue a law degree or moving away from your hometown to live a life in the big city. Now they thought that the man you saw a serious future with would only ever want to sleep with you and nothing else.

The thoughts clouding your mind suddenly became to much and you began to feel as though you were suffocating in the tiny bedroom of the apartment that you shared with Monica and Rachel. You threw the covers off of your body and slid your slippers onto your feet, throwing a grey hoodie on over your basic tee and fabric shorts you considered sleepwear, leaving the hoodie unzipped.

You snuck out of your bedroom and finally out of the apartment, making sure to grab your key and lock the door behind you as you headed up to the roof of the apartment building. You stood by Joey and Chandler’s door for a moment, considering waking Joey up and asking him to accompany you, but you decided against it. While you knew he would never say no to you, you also knew he had an audition in the morning and you wanted to make sure he got his beauty sleep.

There wasn’t a single sound accept for your slippers shuffling across the floor through the dark halls as you made your way up to the roof, finally feeling a bit of relief as you took in a breath of fresh air upon exiting the halls of the apartment building.

You walked over to the edge of the roof, staring out at the beautiful city beyond. The lights danced across your eyes as distant sounds of cars and people could be heard echoing through the city that never sleeps.

A soft smile played on your lips as you released another deep breath of air, the soft summer wind blowing your hair back as you tilted your head to look up at the stars. While they weren’t very visible through the light pollution, they still had you smiling.

You loved this roof. It was a sanctuary for you. A place where you could go to observe the chaotic city you loved without being in the center of it. It was beautiful, being a spectator to the world beyond your feet.

“Y/N?” A sleepy yet familiar voice spoke from behind you, bringing you out of your noisy thoughts. The owner of the voice came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close into his broad chest. “What are you doing up here so late, sweetheart?”

You smiled, softly, turning your head so that it rested against his chest, closing your eyes. You laid your hands on top of his which rested on your lower stomach.

“How did you know I was up, Joey?” You asked the man hugging your from behind.

He let out a breath, pressing a kiss to your hairline above your forehead before you turned your head back forward to observe the city once again.

“Monica heard you leave the apartment and she texted me,” he told you, mumbling as he placed another kiss to the top of your head. “She told me that you haven’t been sleeping well lately. Is something wrong?”

You sighed, letting a moment of silence pass between the two of you before turning around in Joey’s arms to face him. He had dark circles under his eyes and he looked tired, but he also seemed eager to hear your response, as if it were the most important thing in the world.

You reached up to cup his cheek, brushing your thumb along the dark skin under his eyes, growing as you did. He tilted his head to the side, leaning his face into your palm with a soft smile.

“I’m sorry that I woke you, especially when you have an audition in the morning,” you spoke, lowly, partially hoping that ignoring his question will make him forget the topic altogether.

He smiled at you softly, shaking his head as you dropped your hand from his face to rest against his chest as he still had his arms wrapped around you.

“You’re way more important to me than some silly audition,” he let out a lighthearted chuckle, shaking his head as though he were surprised and amused that you would ever think he would choose an audition over you.

“What if it was a super serious audition?” You asked, staring up at him with and amused smile.

“Oh, I would break up with you on the spot,” he joked, smiling as you laughed.

“But, seriously,” he spoke, leaning in so that his forehead rested against yours, your noses brushing and your lips only inches apart. “You are the most important thing in the world to me. No matter what, you will always come first with me,” he spoke lowly, so low that it was barley above a whisper.

The husky sound of his voice and the intense look in his eyes sent a shiver down your back. You swallowed, feeling as though you were speaking to this man for the first time. No matter how long you were together, those butterflies never went away.

“So, please, tell me what’s wrong, baby,” he spoke again, this time a bit softer, pulling his head away a bit as to give you room to speak.

You let out a sigh, running a hand through your messy hair before speaking. “You know how I had a big argument with my parents recently?” He nodded, waiting for you to continue. “Well, it was about you.”

You winced at your own words, waiting for Joey to suddenly look hurt or upset but, instead, he simply nodded as if he were pondering. You took his silence as a green light to continue speaking and you pulled out of his arms, suddenly unable to close the flood gates that was your ranting.

“My father and mother believe that I’m making a mistake by being with you,” you spoke, walking over to the edge of the roof again and gripping your hands onto the cement ledge. “Which is just ridiculous. They refuse to get to know you or to know anything about our relationship and yet they feel like that have the right to judge.” You shook your head, biting your cheek as tears pricked at your eyes. “It’s all about control. They tried to control me by sending me to law school. They tried to control me by making me stay home. Now they’re trying to control my relationship. They’re trying to take away the one man that I have ever truly loved and-”

Your babbling was cut off as Joey took your hand and spun you into his chest, your hands intertwined as you faced him. He then leaned down and pressed his lips to yours without missing a beat, the whole action a blur until you were wrapped up in the kiss. Your free hand tangled itself in his dark hair, pulling his hair lightly as to deepen the kiss while his free hand cling to your waist.

You pulled apart after a moment, the two of you panting both from the thrill of Joey’s quick movements and from the lack of air. You smiled at each other for a moment, your hand still tangled in his hair.

“You’re not mad?” You asked after a moment.

“Honey, Rachel already told me,” he chuckled lightly.

“I’m sorry,” you spoke. Your smile fell as you bit your lip, suddenly feeling slightly ashamed. “I wanted to tell you and I tried too but I didn’t want to hurt you or make you think that I agreed with them in any way.”

Joey shook his head, smiling down at you as if you were the last person on Earth. “I know, I know. She also told me about how you screamed at them and kicked them out after they said these things.” He smiled even wide as he stared down at you. “I know how close you were to your parents when you were young, so that must’ve been difficult and I’m sorry you had to go through that, but no one has ever stood up for me like that before. Hearing what you said to them about me…” he seemed to get lost in though for a moment, smiling as he looked off into space, but his eyes quickly returned to yours. “And here I thought I couldn’t love you anymore than I already do.”

You leaned into him, turning your head and laying it against his chest as he wrapped his arms around your body once again, kissing the top of your head.

“I love you too,” you spoke, closing your eyes as you hear his heart thump against his chest.

You smiled at his arms around you and the warmth he provided, making you feel safe from your parents, from the city, from every little thing in this world that would dare try to hurt you. With Joey by your side, nothing bad would every be able to touch you again.

“Can I sleep with you tonight? You make the stress go away,” you mumbled into his chest, yawning.

He chuckled, smiling and placing another kiss to the top of your head. “Sure thing, sweetheart.”

You nodded, allowing Joey to take you by the hand and wrap and arm around your waist, guiding you to the roof exit and back into the apartment building. He led to back to his and Chandler’s apartment and to his room, the two of you cuddling up in his bed with his arms wrapped around your body while you rested your head on his chest.

After a moment of silence, right before you finally drifted off to sleep, Joey spoke one final time.

“Hey, Y/N, you know what would really tick of your parents?” You could hear the smile in his voice.

“Hmm?” You hummed, half asleep.

“A proposal,” he smiled even wider, looking down at your peaceful face and closed eyes.

“Okay,” you mumbled against his chest. “But wait until tomorrow to give me the ring,” you spoke before drifting off into a peaceful slumber, smiling as you thought that Joey was simply joking.

Joey was not joking.

Author’s Note —

This kinda came out of nowhere but I’m watching friends for the first time ever and I love Joey so here is a little one-shot with him.

Let me know if you’d like to see more Joey or you have any special requests as I would love some inspiration!

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The Dark Knight Series (2005 - 2012)

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Real Genius (1985)

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Top Gun (1986)

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Hi hi! Would you feel comfortable doing a NSFW headcannon with Chris Knight? He’s so handsome and cheeky and Tumblr definitely needs more of him 😂❤️

Thank you so much!

I gotchu!! I definitely agree that Tumblr needs more of Chris Knight! We gotta build the fan base! Anyone who loves Val Kilmer and hasn’t seen Real Genius (1984), go watch it now! It’s one of my favorites of his movies!!

Real Genius (1984)

Chris Knight NSFW Headcanons

This post involves sexual themes and details, please do not read if you are uncomfortable with those themes. Minors, do not read!

•You sleep over a lot in Chris’s dorm, but only when Mitch is over at Jorden’s dorm, and you guys obviously like to have a fun time😏😅

•he loves branding you with hickies

-his favorite thing to do when making out and having sex is to leave many purple marks along your neck and collarbone

-he then likes to tease you about it afterwards, noticing you wear less revealing shirts than normal, until they go away at least

-he also loves to tease you by getting you in situations where you almost have to reveal them, such as throwing a pool party so you have to wear a swim suit or he says things like “oh, you should show Mitch your new necklace”

-he likes being a little shit about it😂

-he also loves leaving hickies everywhere else on your body, but those are just for him to look at and admire

•not a whole lot of jealousy sex because Chris is a pretty confident guy and really trusts you (plus most guys on campus know not to try anything with you because you are very clearly taken) but every once in a while a very attractive and intelligent guy will approach you

-you always shoot them down right away, but Chris notices and gets a big jealous and insecure

-typically sex with Chris is passionate and high energy but, when he’s jealous, he takes things slow and makes sure that you know how much he loves, adores, and appreciates you

•he always makes sure to prioritize your pleasure as he finds most pleasure and satisfaction from making you feel good

-you often won’t put up with this behavior for two long as you basically demand to switch

•he prefers being a top, but Chris loves a good switch

-he thinks it is so sexy when you surprise top him, he loves watching you take control and he will let you do it, gladly

•he’s willing to try new things out and he’s pretty open minded, but he won’t do anything that causes you actual pain, although some light choking and spanking isn’t out of the question

•sometimes he stays up in the lab working really late, not even knowing what time it is, so you often have to go track him down and find him them

-you propose he takes a break and he often refuses, but he changes his mind when you start teasing him

•he loves having sex in a lab/project room, classrooms, supply closest, communal showers, etc

-he loves the thrill of doing in in semi-public places, although he always makes sure no one is in the room or area, the door is locked, the windows are shaded, and you clean up after yourselves

-you two like to keep things interesting with changing locations more than trying new things

•he talks a lot during sex

-It’s a big deal to Chris to make sure you know/feel that you’re loved and safe during sex, so he will often whisper praises on your ear and also remind you to tell him at any point if he needs to stop doing what he’s doing or slow down

-he also just likes to talk to feel close to you, making small jokes every once in a while, praising you, and making sure you know how good you make him feel

•he also loves when you talk

-has a bit of a praise kink

Hope you liked it! Let me know if anyone wants a part two or anything!!💜

Top Gun (1986)

Tom “Iceman” Kazansky Headcanons

{NSFW Pt. 2}

18+ Only, Minors DNI

Warnings: Sexual Situations (nothing too detailed)

He can be a little kinky…

-praise kink, for sure

-he loves to pin your wrists above your head (is not opposed to using handcuffs)

-maybe a hint of a breeding kink

-not into anything with a lot of pain as he never ever wants to hurt you inside or outside of the bedroom, although he does like the occasional light spank or his hand around your throat, although not like cutting off air circulation choking

Sometimes the aviators stay on during sex

-more for you than him, they’re hot

Rings also sometimes stay on during sex (you love how the cold metal feels)

He likes being the dominant one most of the time, but loves the occasional switch as he knows you feel powerful when you ride him and make him shout your name (and that confidence then turns him on even more)

HUGE sex drive (like he can go forever, you cum multiple times in one long session)

Also big on aftercare

-he often gets very touchy-feely after sex, no matter if it was rougher or softer

-he often likes to carry you to the bathroom after and the two of you take a bath or a shower (when it’s aftercare bathing there’s no sex, simply being near each other and taking care of each other

-if you’re both too tired to take a shower, he will at least get a towel and clean you up a bit before you fall asleep in each other’s arms

-he will always bring you water or a snack or whatever you need right away afterwards

Lots of shower/bath sex (if you guys start in there)

-often times when he comes home from work he will go straight to the bathroom to take a shower and, if he invites you and if you want to, you end up hopping in the shower/bath with him

He likes doing stuff in public

-he likes teasing you under the table when at bars or in restaurants (especially if you’re out with other people)

-never too too risky but risky enough for the adrenaline rush

-some public(ish) places you’ve fucked: bar bathroom, restaurant bathroom, his car, the beach (in water and on sand), pool, airplane hangar, Top Gun classroom, on naval ship, etc

He loves using any and every surface as a ‘bed’

-examples: kitchen/bathroom counter, floor, couch, car seat, table, chair, desk, hood of car, etc

-really anywhere and everywhere it’s physically possible

Hope you guys liked it!

Lemme know if you want another part!

Hi! Could you please make an NSFW headcanons thing for Iceman from Top Gun, please?

I loved the dating headcanons, by the way! It actually just popped up on my dashboard randomly hehe

Top Gun (1986)

Tom “Iceman” Kazansky Headcanons

{NSFW Verison}

18+ Only! Minors DNI! You have been warned!

Warnings: Sexual content (nothing too detailed)

The dog tags most certainly stay on during sex

-he especially loves it when you grab onto them to pull him closer

-sometimes he likes to put them on you cause in his mind it’s kind of like branding you as his since you’re wearing his name

Lots of jealously sex

-if you and him go out to a bar one night and a bunch of men hit on you, he will pull you out of there and drive you home quickly, in dead silence, his jaw clenched, his eyes narrow, focused on the road, and his hand squeezing your thigh, not saying a word until you get home

-the second the door to your house shuts, your back is pinned against it as he kisses you harshly

-he won’t talk much during jealousy sex except to remind you who you belong to (😏)

-will NOT let you be on top on those nights (unless you are the jealous one or you demand it) but most fo the time he wants to make those nights about you so you remember how good he makes you feel and how he’s the only one who will ever know exactly what you want

He has the amazing ability of fucking you till you can’t walk

-depends on his and your mood if the sex is slow and soft or quick and rough

-lemme tell you, you have heard some FILTH leave this man’s mouth (he loves dirty talk, speaking it and hearing it)

-one thing that will always make him go rough on you is if you tease him as he always ends up making you beg for forgiveness (😏)

He also has the wonderful ability to be passionate and soft

-these nights are often on anniversaries, nights before he ships out, night he gets back from deployment, etc

-he is very touchy/feely when you two take it slow and make it passionate

-those are the times where he whispers in your ear how much he loves you and how beautiful you are

-almost every time, after your clothes are thrown on the floor and you two are about to move on, he looks at you for a moment with literal heart eyes, simply wanted to take in the image of you and wonder to himself how he possibly got so lucky to be with someone as perfect as you

He is pretty talkative during sex

-as mentioned before, he can speak endless filth or endless compliments

-there are moments where he gets really focused and goes kind of silent, but you can see that a million thoughts are running through his head behind his eyes

Hope you guys enjoyed, would love to know your favorite parts and which ones you think I got pretty accurate!😂

Lemme know if you want a part two cause I definitely have more ideas!!!

Real Genius (1985)

Dating Chris Knight would include…

•Being study buddies, often pulling all nighters without realizing it (you have the very difficult job of keeping Chris on task)

•you always check in on him when he’s working late in the lab, bringing him food and water cause you know he skipped dinner and dragging him back to his dorm when he became exhausted

•You nickname him “Einstein”

•He calls you differing nicknames like sweetheart, honey, love, beautiful, etc

•He helps you with your required science classes and you help him with social studies and literature

•You often fall asleep leaning against him when reading, he takes the book from your hands and shifts so you can lay down on him (he refuses to wake you up, often carrying you back to bed)

•you spend more nights sleeping in his dorm than in your own (Mitch often stays with Jordan)

•whenever he gets mentally overwhelmed or exhausted, he slumps to the floor and you hold him, playing with his hair and whispering in his ear until he feels better

•he constantly flirts with you as if you two had never met and weren’t in a relationship

•you let him draw on your hand or fiddle with your fingers or hair when he gets too restless

•he tells you he loves you at the most random moments like right after you pushed him into the pool at his beach themed party (he got his revenge by pulling you in after him)

•he seems very confident (which he is most of the time) but he finds himself often feeling anxious over the fact that you might leave him someday as he doesn’t always thing he’s good enough for you

•you ‘adopt’ Mitch and treat him like your little brother or your kid (you’re definitely the mom of the group and you have to reel Chris in a lot, although he loves your protective nature)

•he often talks to you about his dreams/plans for your guys’ future together, talking nonstop for hours about his ideas (you love to listen to how excited he is at the idea of spending his life with you)

•when he gets stuck on a project or a problem, he tends to overthink and he questions his own intelligence, but you are always there to remind him of how special he is

•he does the exact same thing for you, especially when you worry that you’re not smart enough for him (but obviously that’s bs)

•he loves looking at you during the in between moments of your lives together when you’re not paying attention, like when you’re talking to someone else about something you’re passionate about or when you’re reading or if he sees you walking on campus in the distance, he likes seeing you in your sort of ‘natural habitat’ and he finds it comforting and beautiful in a strange way

•he makes sure to let everyone know you’re his and he loves to show you off to the world, wether that’s an arm tightly around your waist, lots of kissing in public, or even yelling ‘that’s my girl’ over the applause you received after finishing a professional research presentation

Let me know if you want to see anymore! I’m in love with Chris Knight and tumblr needs more people to know about him!!!

Top Gun (1986) - Iceman

Dating Tom “Iceman” Kazansky would include…

• Hugs from behind, especially when you’re least expecting it

•He would definitely have a picture of you that he rests on the dashboard of his plane (he keeps it in his wallet when he’s not flying)

•this man gets insanely jealous, but he doesn’t act out, he simply turns ice cold and only responds in one word answers, a permanent glare under his aviators

•Maverick flirts with you just to make Iceman angry

•you’re constantly afraid for his safety when he’s deployed, but he calls you every night to reassure you and tell you that he’ll be home soon

•he lets you wear his Annapolis ring, aviators, and flight jacket (in fact, he loves it when you wear his stuff)

•constantly showering and taking baths together, sometimes to have some fun and others just to relax and hold one another

•he smells insanely good all the time (this man loves cologne)

•the other pilots treat you like their little sister and watch out for you (especially slider)

•he always wants to be touching you, wether it’s an arm around your waist or shoulders, holding hands, or his hand holding your thigh when you’re sitting next to each other (especially when he’s driving)

•you never get any sleep the night he comes home from deployment (😏)

•he credits a lot of his success to you and your constant support

•he loves kissing you on the forehead and the top of the head, especially when hugging

Let me know if you want me to do a part two, an NSFW version, or more dating head canons for different characters!

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