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Hc take 2 days to finish and fics take 3 days to finish if they take longer I probably had something else to do.

Request are open :)

Write for: DBD(closed), DC comics(closed), Mouthwashing, Attack On Titan, Hunger Games, Fallout New Vegas, Dispatch.

The dividers are from this lovely person. :)

Because I love all the characters I will write for them all

I can also do character x character

Also I pretty much only write male x male because I’m gay gay gay homosexual gay. I will write fem character x male character if requested tho.

Rules:

Please be specific as you can. I can work with non specific requests I just work better with specifics.

The newer characters I don’t know that well so for now I don’t write for them.

I don’t write for Freddy as much as I love him as a horror icon he makes me so uncomfortable.

I don’t write for clown either same reason as Freddy.

When requesting for hc/what ifs please give me a list of characters.

I don’t do female readers because there are so so so many fanfics for them. If a fem reader is requested it will be made gn with a feminine touch.

Don’t fetishize my gay shit please. I’m asking for the bare minimum here.

Please be specific about what version of of the characters you request. Example: Joker from the Telltale series.

This is a kink positive blog. We don’t kink shame here.

Please don’t request incest or minor x adult. That stuff makes me extremely uncomfortable.

For characters like Finnick and Anya I will not be writing dubcon for them. NSFW is allowed but it will be written with consent clearly stated.

I won’t do cnc for the time being. I’m trying to decide if it’s something I can handle writing.

I will not age up characters so do not request for minor characters. I will write them as adults only if they canonically make it to adulthood.

>>> If someone were to ask Courtney to list her favorite places in LA, she’d laugh first—because why the fuck would anyone ever ask that—then she’d mutter something dumb enough to make them wish they hadn’t opened their mouth in the first place. But if she actually felt like answering? The list wasn’t hard.

Her bed came first. Obviously. Soft in the middle and lumpy on the edges, and she couldn't remember the last time she washed the sheets, but it was hers, and nobody bothered her there. It was the one place she could crash without thinking, where nobody expected her to be clever or invisible or useful.

Next came the swing set. The squeaky, fucky one in the only playground in the city that wasn’t a fuckin’ hazard. Courtney liked the sway, the little lift in her stomach, the way her brain finally shut the hell up when she leaned back and let the sky take up her whole vision. No one bothered her there either. Grown-ups usually prefer keeping themselves and their kids away from adults on swings.

After those two, Courtney’s list got thin. LA wasn’t exactly bursting with cozy corners. But if you caught her one late night after a couple shots of whiskey, she'd probably add “in between Robert's legs with his dick in her mouth” to that list.

“Fuck,” Robert breathed above her, his fingers threading through her hair as she took him deeper in her throat.

Yeah. It definitely broke the top three.

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Another successful mission. Another late night at the bar. The Z Team always hits the same one after a really good day. A ritual that led to some bad habits for two members.

Courtney had one too many shots. Feeling the buzz in her head made her quit. Couldn’t get too drunk. She preferred to remember how these nights always ended. A bad habit that started a few weeks ago. Shortly after she came back from medical leave.

Robert was feeling himself tonight. Care free for once. Buzzed enough to relax and not think about consequences. Just like her; he had his mind made up before walking into the bar. Late night drinks always led to something. And he was determined for it to be her.

He walked over to the table she was sitting at. Confident that this would go the way he wanted. “Hey pretty lady. Don’t you feel lonely sitting here?” Oh he was laying it on thick tonight.

“Of course, just waiting for a stud to sweep me away.” She replied sarcastically. “Think you’ve got what it takes?” Everything about her screamed trouble. Good thing Robert doesn’t listen for shit.

He grabbed her hand and pulled her away from the booth. Away from the hustle of the bar. To some stuffy ass storage closet. “You already know that answer.”

She smiled and got on her knees. This wasn’t the usual spot. They would make it home 9 times out of 10. Just not tonight. She quickly undid his belt and pants. Pulling down just far enough that his cock would pop out. “Damn, no wonder you couldn’t wait.” She mumbled.

“Shut up before I make you.” Oh god, he using his commanding voice. The one he’d use anytime she went off script during a mission. With no hesitation she took the tip into her mouth. Starting slow for both their sakes. Rolling her tongue over his slit. He took a sharp breath and ran his fingers through her hair. “You can do better than that sweetheart.”

She rolled her eyes at that. Slowly she took more in. Inch by inch. She didn’t have the best gag reflex. Or even good lungs for that matter. She started to bob her head. Getting closer and closer to taking him in completely.

Robert was flexing his fingers. Resisting the urge to face fuck her. She was the first woman he couldn’t do that with. He was afraid to trigger an asthma attack. “Fuck. Think you can go faster?” He strained out. Gently tugging on her hair. She knew how to get him desperate and needy.

Courtney just looked up at him before speeding up. She felt risky tonight. Amping up the speed quickly. The noises she was making was only spurring Robert on. He gripped her hair tighter. “Oh fuck- I- damn it baby!” Never did he think he’d whine for her.

Her lungs burned but she’d be damned to not make him finish. Her hand slid from his hip down to his balls. Gently squeezing and fondling them. She never imagined herself being so desperate for one man’s cum.

Robert couldn’t hold himself back any longer. His balls tighten. “Heads up!” He roughly pulled her off.

Courtney immediately started to jerk him off. “Come on big boy! Give it to me!” She couldn’t tell what she was more desperate for. A facial or her inhaler.

Finally, Robert unleashed his load. Each hot spurt landing on her greedy face. Courtney happily lapped up his cum. But her lungs won over. She scrambled and used her inhaler.

“I told you to quit doing that shit.” He grumbled at her before flicking her forehead.

“But-“

“No, no buts. I’d rather be blue balled than having to take your dumbass to a hospital.”

She huffed. Lungs still burned a bit. “Fine boss man. You got like a napkin or something?”

Robert tucked himself away. “Yeah, I think.” He pulled out a few crumpled napkins. Crouching down to gently clean her face.

Content: Beef is a little shit. That’s it.

Courtney had just gotten out of the shower. It was late at night and Robert had insisted on her watching him. Just giving her something to do while on her medical leave. The wound had closed but Blazer insisted that she stay on bed rest. Then Robert insisted that she stayed with him til her leave was up. What a bunch of saps.

She paused when she heard that fat sausage eating. She dashed into the kitchen. “Damn it Beef!” She groaned and shooed him away from the trash. He left with his victory piece of stale bread. That dog knew he had it made. Admittedly, she did too.

She started to pick up the trash and putting it back where it belonged. “Gross.” She mumbled before she forced herself over to the small closet. All it had was a shitty broom and a beat up mop like thingy. The only punishment worse than being on bed rest: cleaning.

“Ugh, you’re both lucky I’m *sooooo* caring.” She groaned out. She didn’t really mean it. She’d do anything for Beef and his human servant. She grabbed the broom and started to sweep up the spilt coffee grounds. So much coffee. She swears Robert has a worse addiction than she does.

With that done, she wiped up the garbage juice. Now she could finally wash her hands. Feeling a bit queasy after that; she decided to lay down for a bit. She carefully put herself on the couch. Her shoulder throbbing slightly. Even with it being healed fully it was still a bitch.

As she flipped through channels. Just the same few channels. Robert still refuses to pay for anything. Even refused to let her pay. Always a hard ass even when she gives a solution.

Beef, who had been laying on his bed, decided now was a good time for a walk. He got off his fat butt and pulled down his leash. The boy trotted himself over to the weird woman before smacking the leash in her face.

She shot up faster than she should. “Ow! You almost hit my eye.” Robert had warned her many times. Beef was very serious about his walks. “Fine, you’re the boss.” She grabbed the leash and gently hooked it on his D ring. Making sure to put on her jacket before heading out.

They made their way over to a small park. It was quiet. Peaceful. Night was her favorite time of the day. Maybe from years of stealing. Probably because of the few stars that fought to be seen.

She sighed and pulled out a cigarette. But the drug sniffing dog barked. “Right, Robert told me to quit.” Her gaze turned to the dog. “He teach you to do that?” Beef just yipped in response. “Of course he did.”

Beef had finished his business so they were heading back. Courtney was tired. Just wanting to go to sleep on that crummy couch. With a yawn the finally made it to their floor. Just in time to catch Robert fumbling with his keys.

“Hey Bert.” Her voice was clearly sleepy.

“Don’t call me that. What’s up with that red mark?” He asked her as they entered his apartment. He had gotten her favorite shitty fast food. Might not make her feel better but would put her to sleep.

The fake advocacy for other victims as well. I’ve had a knife up to my throat before. Had my life threatened. When it comes to Visi, she’s Satan spawn for almost killing Robert. But Flambae? Who tried to kill him twice? He’s just complex and toxic yaoi.

I’ve also noticed the fetishization of queer ships in this fandom. But I’m not going to get into that. Simply because I’m already talking to a wall as is.

To be put more bluntly. There’s a clear favoritism in the fandom when it comes to what is and isn’t sexual assault or harassment. What physical violence is and isn’t problematic. I personally don’t take it seriously at all anymore. Because it was never meant to be taken seriously in this game. And the fandom’s reaction has only furthered my stance on this. Either treat it all the same or admit you have a bias. Stop acting like you’re morally superior for hating a fictional character. And can’t stress this enough, STOP CALLING REAL PEOPLE ABUSERS FOR LIKING COMPLICATED OR HORRIBLE CHARACTERS. That’s more harmful.

I’m not going to sit here and say you HAVE to like her. I completely get why people don’t. But I’m just sick of the double standards. The double standards only exist because acknowledging that every character is like that means acknowledging you’re not on a moral high ground.

Thank you!!!! This is my first fic for Dispatch and I couldn’t be happier! I’m not a masc trans man but it’s hard to find fics that don’t feel like a barely disguised fetish. I completely get the struggle. That twunk is getting PEGGED! Again, thank you so much Anon!:)

Content summary: Threesome, Dom reader + Invisigal, Robert having a hell of a ride, pegging, face riding, obligatory funny sex moments(come on its Dispatch), Robert being a certified brat, reader is referred to as ‘you’, might be too focused on Robert and Invisigal(if it is, I can do another request😭😭),