#dispatch coupe x reader

reader is female

men and minors DNI!!

c.w: sexual content, implied smut, size kink, exhibitionism, recording during sex

Blonde Blazer/Mandy's is a sleek baby blue, she's pretty picky when it comes to buying them, wanting to please you while still wanting not to hurt you if possible. Its girth isn't particularly impressive, just average, her length would be around 6 inches. Now don't be disappointed, just because it's not outrageously big doesn't mean it won't feel good, she knows how to work it. Praises spilling from her lips as she encourages you to spread your legs a lil more.

Invisigal/Courtney's whole thing however, is literally pushing boundaries, so of course that would reflect her strap as well. It's a deep plum color, clad in thick veins and detailed shapes. Its girth is quite thick, akin to a pringle can, while its length would be 8 inches maybe longer if she was feeling a little experimental. Either way she'll be talking dirty to you, splitting you open on her bed.

Malevola's is similar, big and bulky, much like the half demoness herself. Either a deep crimson or black would color its length, and just as if not more girthy than Invisigal's. Standing tall with 10 inches and a mushroom tip, I mean, you can take it can't you? You're her good girl after all. And between you and me? She loves seeing that ring of pearly white around her cock, heck, it's the reason she loves using the darker coloured ones on you. Nothing gets her off more than knowing she's the one making you feel so good.

Coupé/Janelle on the other hand, while being renowned as a violent and dangerous assassin is quite gentle with you in bed. Which is reflected in her choice of strap, translucent, black, and sleek. While she doesn't intend to harm you, she most definitely won't be cutting on any corners when it comes to size, opting for something on the girthier side, not too much of course, but it's not something to scoff at either. While its length would come at 9 inches. She loves how you react to it, keenly observing your every expression and movement as you adjust.

Coupe smut headcanons

A/n: Coupe has to be the most underrated Dispatch girl for real. Thank you for requesting, hope you enjoy!

-Out of all the women in the z-team, Coupe is probably the most mature when it comes to sex. She prefers to keep her sex life and her work life seperate, so even if you're both on the z-team, she'll wait until your shifts are over to do it with you.

-Once you're both off the clock though, all bets are off. Sometimes, as soon as you exit the building, she'll pick you up in her arms and fly you to the nearest rooftop where no one can see you just to do it with you. You've had sex on top of the SDN building itself at least 5 times now, which has led to some complaints from the higher ups and teasing from the other z-teamers.

-Coupe is a massive sadist and especially into knife play. She loves tying you up and taking out one of her blades, dragging the flat end across your soft, sensitive skin and hearing the whimpers and moans come out of your mouth from the cold touch.

-While the "feathers" on her outfit are just blades, she also loves using feathers on you in bed. She'll cover your eyes with a blindfold to ensure you focus on the physical stimulation you're about to receive. Then, she'll trace your body with a feather, tickling your most sensitive spots to see the different ways your body reacts.

-Another form of sadism Coupe loves is flying you high into the air and dropping you. Though she always catches you, sometimes she leaves it to the last second just to see how fast your heartbeat can get. She won't do this too often, though, as she doesn't want you dying from a heart attack.

-Even if you aren't into BDSM, she's still a massive tease in the bedroom, knowing exactly where to touch you to get you riled up. Playing with your nipples, gently biting your earlobe and stroking you down there just to feel your body shiver against hers. Sometimes she'll get you in the mood just by pinning you against the nearest wall and whispering into your ear in her deep voice, just to walk away, leaving you a stuttering, blushing mess.

-When she's drunk, she gets a lot more touchy but also loses a lot of her tact. She'll feel under your shirt and tell you how hot you look, pressing sloppy kisses against your face and neck. She'll do this whether you're alone, with your co-workers or even in the middle of a bar. She usually passes out or sobers up before she can take it any further, though.

-If you're more on the inexperienced side, she'll be a lot more gentle at first and even guide you through the experience, showing you where to touch her to please her. She'll also make sure you're enjoying everything she's doing and that you aren't just faking it. This becomes a lot less common the more times you two do it and become more trusting of each other.

-Coupe prefers one long, fulfilling session over going multiple rounds. Because of this she'll make you endure hours of foreplay before she decides to let you orgasm, putting you on the edge several times only to stop right before the climax. She believes your orgasm will be much more enjoyable this way.

Blonde Blazer and Coupe feeding vampire!reader

Warnings: Mentions of blood drinking in general along with it being framed in a romantic and slightly sexual light. Gender neutral reader (ie. No mention of specific anatomy/pronouns/gender). There is one mention of Carmilla in Coupe’s part but that’s not meant to confirm any specific gender.

Author’s Snip: Hey so this has been in my inbox since the beginning or January and I’m so sorry for just making it sit in there. I just sort of didn’t feel like doing much official writing for this blog. I got burnt out from school stuff and just wanted chill over the winter break.

I’ll shut up now. Enjoy! And don’t be afraid to request. Reblogs appreciated but no pressure.

Blonde Blazer

You’re so right about that anon!!! Bless her heart because I know it’s coming from a sincere place but Mandy honey… babe… We know what you’re doing. There’s no shame in it.

She knows that the programs are doing their best to keep you fed considering your “unique dietary requirements”, as she likes to put it, but there’s only so much blood that the blood banks are willing to give considering their top priority would obviously be for using the blood for medical cases. But sometimes you eat more than they can give you, and that leads to scarcity for you. You tell her not to worry about it. She’s already got a billion things to worry about and you tend to get just about enough that can ration till you get more. But you get so pale and lethargic when blood gets really tight and it leads you to falter on calls, maybe even get hurt, and it just worries her. It’s her job to make sure all of you are doing well and you just tend to have more issues.

So maybe one day when you’re not looking too good from having to really ration out your supply. She calls you into her office just before you’re set to go out and offers you her wrist to you. It’s crazy and even you refuse. I mean, you can’t just go drinking your boss’ blood! Yes, off the clock you two are friends and very close. Like really close. But it feels different, wrong even. The blood bags are from, consenting, strangers that you will never have to look in the eyes everyday/night and know that you’ve drank their blood and thus some of their life. But you talk to Blazer everyday and share workplace and friendly banter. She’s not a stranger. It makes the drinking more intimate.

She tries to assure you though that it wouldn’t change anything between you and her. This is a favor and willing sacrifice both as supervisor and friend. “Friend”. She can just take it easy, hell maybe the necklace can have her make more so that its not even an issue for her. Take as much as you want! As long as you’re okay!

You try to not make it a habit. It’s sort of a last resort thing. If you’re running low on provided blood from the banks, Blazer is more than happy to let you drink from her before a shift. Maybe even advocating some sort of solution for your blood bag issues, but you always have her.

This one song and dance of “No I insist” even extends to even if you’re in a romantic relationship too.

Coupe

Coupe doesn’t even suggest it like Blazer does. If you two are close and working on calls where you’ve gotten hurt and need to drink in order to heal or you’ve just been running low on blood bags, she will literally just cut herself and bring the bleeding cut to your face simply saying “eat” with that deadpan voice and face. It’s a little jarring even for you. It’s almost like a person feeding a dog a treat from their hand with how casually she offers it.

She does insist that its to keep you useful for the team and brings up some of your blunders on previous calls. It’s a bit harsh to an outsider but if you’re close, you know that that’s just Coupe for “I’m worried for your wellbeing and want to help.”.

You are also so very right about Coupe getting something out of it. Especially if your relationship is ambiguously/ vaguely romantic at times. And she’s so real for that. Carmilla would be proud.

I do think that with Blazer, she’d let you bite her the first few times but would change it to drawing it through a cut or put it in a blood bag and give it to you if that was what you are more comfortable with. But with Coupe, it actually goes the other way where starts off with her making the cut herself and extend her hand/arm to you to drink from but then she just starts offering you her hand/arm uncut and allow you to actually bite her.

And that just becomes routine that she will just do that and you automatically take a bite or say no thank you, and you two just never talk about it unless you’re in an actual romantic relationship and you drink from other places in private like her neck.

Coupé (Janelle) x Reader || A short and sweet fic for my girl Coop because she has NOTHING 💔 y’all are sleeping on her fr. I need to write more her but I am tired rn so hopefully I’ll do more for her in the future.

Summary: Janelle reading to you before bed

Fluffy Blurb

Warnings: only some light kissing & one metaphor of assassination.

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Just imagine Janelle reading to you.

The room is quiet, with warm lighting; only one golden light shattered the darkness of as you laid on Janelle’s lap. Your head on her chest listening to her calm heartbeat, easily seeking into her like a cold pillow while her arm wrapped around you: both holding you and the book in her hands.

You felt protected in her embrace, so much so even your thoughts cannot break her defenses. With her knee as a stand, Janelle read aloud every word on the page: her voice as smooth as silk, dancing through each phase like a flowing harmony. She spoke gently, with meaning, she understood each sentence she muttered and taught it to you. If her hand wasn’t flipping the page, it was on you, changing after each flip; resting on your shoulder, brushing up and down your arm, running her fingers through your hair.

Her gentle passion strike down all the tension in your shoulders, crumbling each chapter. Eventually, it got your eyes. You fought hard to watch her every word, but Janelle was never unsuccessful. You flattered your eyes, still hearing Janelle creating scenes in your head; giving details to each action as they slowly become a blur along with her voice: that settle hiss in her tone melting into honey in your sleepy delusion.

~I Hope We’ll Meet Again~

SYNOPSIS: Leaving behind your life at SDN wasn’t easy, but what will happen when you run into an old coworker you held so near and dear to your heart?

CONTENT: Coupé x GN Reader, Angst, Not a happy ending, Sad, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue, Shapeshifter Reader, Leaving old life behind, Unresolved Ending

REQUESTS: Open !! (Inbox 12 Pending)

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All of your life has been spent hiding, hiding from people who want to observe and experiment on your shapeshifting power. Somewhere along the line you really began to believe that things were starting to look up! You had found a purpose for your powers when SDN took you in, even managing to make some friends, but not all good things can last. They found you. They always do, so you did what you always do, which is run. Leaving behind your friends and the hope of a happy life.

While back in hiding you’ve found yourself drawn to the peaceful atmosphere of the library. Nobody around with keen enough eyes to see past your shapeshifted form.

As you browse the old wooden shelves you spot a book titled “The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue”. Seeing as you have nothing to do besides reading you reach for the book, but end up meeting somebody else’s hand halfway, reaching for the same book as you.

Quietly you pull your hand away, and look down at the ground.

“Ah! I’m sorry..”

“No worries. I’ve actually already read this book before, so you can take it.”

That voice, it sounds so familiar.

When you finally get the courage to look up from the ground you’re met with her eyes.. it’s Coop, and old coworker from when you were at SDN.

Her eyes widen when they meet yours. Not with recognition, but something close to it.

“Apologies, I don’t mean to stare. You just look so familiar to someone I held dear..”

“I understand how you feel..”

You mumble, and for a few moments it feels as if utter silence engulfs the pair of you, but that silence is broken when Coupé grabs the book from the shelf and hands it to you.

“I hope you enjoy reading this.”

A small smile graces her lips before she turns away, and just as fast as she had come she was already gone.

Clutching the book to your chest you resist the urge to reach out, to confess that it’s you and that you’re sorry for leaving everyone behind.. leaving her behind, but you don’t do any of that.

You stand completely helpless as you lose having her in your life again. Only the thought of coincidentally seeing her again is able to console you now.

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