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Il Capitano, the First of the Eleven Fatui Harbingers.

The man you were betrothed to, well sold to to be precise by your parents. In order to gain the Tsaritsa's favor.

The man before you frightened you to say the least. He did not speak a word to you upon his arrival 'till now. Tall, dressed in dark clothes, face hidden, he was a mystery.

The chandelier above you sparkled, moonlight dancing across it as you walked towards him slowly. The man before you, dressed in black as always.

The wedding was nothing fancy. By the blessings of her majesty the Tsaritsa, you were wedded under the moonlight in a dark cathedral. The only white being the the moon and your moon bathed white wedding dress. Veil sparkling, the pain hidden underneath. Such a sorrowful face.

Weddings are supposed to be happy and full of love.

Love? You were a fool to think that love was written in the stars for you. How could you ever love the man in front. You were anything but a bride. A caged bird.

“This is where you will be staying.” A room bigger than your own. The moon can be seen clearly from the large windows. It was a beautiful room but a soulless one. “I presume you are going to be alright from here?” The first time he was talking to you. You nodded silently not wanting to talk. “If there's anything you're in need of, do not hesitate to ask. This is your home now.”

Home. Home was lost to you a long time ago.

The Captain was a man of very few words, but he wasn't ignorant. You were his wife, it was his responsibility to tend to you. And much to your surprise he never held you back from anything. You were free to do as you wish. Suddenly it didn't seem so bad being married to The Captain.

The Mansion became more livelier each day with your presence. It wasn't dark and empty as it was before. A little light was let in, flowers grew in the gardens, lively chatter could be heard.

The Captain was not ignorant. He was very evident of the changes around him, but paid no heed to it. He did not seem to mind and let you do as you wished to. Though, he would be lying if he said he didn't like the liveliness.

The relationship between you took time and effort to bloom. You didn't find him as intimidating as before and he started to see more than just someone to look after as a responsibility.

The Captain was emotionally distant to say the least. Attachments were something he strongly avoided. Being stripped of everything from the cataclysm 500 years ago made him into who he is today. His past appearance and self long gone.

Still, you manage to bring out a side to him he never thought he had before. Your smile, your presence, to him they bring a sense of...comfort? Not realizing it completely, he was starting to long for something more. And it could be said the same on your part.

The Captain was a mystery to you. From his appearance to him as a person, you didn't know anything about him.

Small conversations shared in the gardens was the only thing you had with him. Though it was mostly you who conversed. The Captain was a man of few words but he enjoyed listening to you. He became fond of it and slowly your time in the gardens only became longer.

“Red roses are meant to symbolize true love.” You looked up at The Captain sitting beside you in your garden. The Captain let you do as you wished with the gardens from your arrival. It was something that soothed the ache in your heart and brought happiness to you. The Gardens became more beautiful and full of life with your touch.

“And lilies are meant to symbolize innocence and purity.”

He saw you in the lilies, planted in a small area beside the garden pavilion. White lilies, very few of them planted.

His hand close to yours while you told him about the language of flowers. You wanted to touch his hands, a little part of it. Maybe a finger? But as you inched your hands closer to his, The Captain took notice of it and quickly retreated his hands.

“Ahem, I have a meeting to attend to. I will see you at dinner.” Left alone in the garden, the rejection of your touch hit deep within your heart. Maybe he did not like you after all. Maybe he's just letting you stay, an act of pity because you have nowhere else to go.

Unbeknownst to you, it hurt him just as much to reject you. It pained him to see the hurt on your face as you slowly drifted away into the gardens, away from his sight. But he cannot risk it. What if he tainted you with his rotten flesh? You would think of him as a monster.

Meetings with him in the garden became a daily in your agenda. You once put some blue orchid's on the back of his coat. Later when one of the fatui members pointed it out, he just let the flower be. He never threw the flowers given by you, instead he kept them preserved with his cryo delusion.

Unspoken confessions. He let you in slowly, and your heart also warming up to him.

“May I see your face?,” you asked one night, out in to the garden pavilion with him. Not a wink of sleep in your eyes so he offered to be your company. Your curiosity wasn't surprising to him. He knew this day would come, and he did not intend to hide anything. Truth can be hard to face.

“It's not a pleasant sight. My real appearance is long gone. All that remains are the decaying of flesh underneath.” It did not matter to you. You wanted to see what was underneath that mask. You wanted to see the real him. “I do not care. I want to see.”

The beat of your heart began to get faster as his hands reached for the mask. He had nothing to hide and so he took it off.

Maybe you were going to be disgusted with him or maybe you will keep your distance from him after this, were his thoughts. But as he saw your face, he could not quite read what you were thinking. “Your eyes.. they are like sapphire.”

“You are very unique."

The curse of immortality left him scarred for life. There are times he wished he was dead already, having lost his family and his comrades. His decaying flesh was his constant reminder of the curse put upon him.

But you, you saw the beauty in him. The beauty in his decaying nature. When you reached out to touch his face, he gently caught it and held it within his.

Unspoken confessions. Days went by, your affection towards each other grew more and more. He let you doze off on his shoulders in the garden pavilion while he read to you.

The Captain noticed your tiredness more frequent than usual. You would eat less at dinner and get tired after a few walks. It wasn't long before your body was caught up in a fever.

“Haven't you heard? The sickness has been discovered in Sumeru as well,” one of the fatui agents spoke. “The Akademiya is currently trying to discover what it could be.” “I heard there's no cure for it and that your body slowly weakens until you completely collapse.”

“How is she doing now?,” The Captain asked as he made way to your chamber. “Her state has not shown any improvement sir, the fever subsided a little but the body is getting weaker.” “Do everything that must be done to cure her.”

The doors to your chamber slowly opened. His footsteps quiet as to not wake you. He approached your bed. The slow rise and fall of your chest, mouth slight agape. You looked so peaceful in your sleep. He removed the glove from one of his hands and slowly reached out for your face. He wanted to touch your cheeks. The loose strands of hair were gently pushed aside by his rough calloused hands. He still had his human body form. Mostly the face and some parts were burdened with the curse.

The fever caught up again, your body kept getting weaker. And The Captain was starting to feel restless. The gardens became less lively, your visits less than frequent. Thick snow covered every part of the mansion.

Your current state was quite vulnerable to the ruthless cold of Snezhnaya. Still the garden looked ethereal and your mental state wasn't getting any better staying inside.

The snow made it quite difficult for you to move. Crystals formed around the pavilion which made it look like a little ice palace. The flowers.

You haven't tended to them in a while. But The Captain took care of your lilies. Fresh and white just the newly fallen snow. He was there, standing in front of the lilies. The lilies reminded him of you. Your purity and innocence. The Captain's eyes met yours. You looked just like a lily in that white dress coat.

And that innocent smile. A smile meant towards him.

Thick dark red covered the snow beneath your feet. You couldn't bear the pain in your throat and fell to your knees. Everything became cold, your fragile body fallen on the snow.

Your body was cold, shivering. It felt light as a feather in his arms. Your hands covered with blood, sticky clung to his feather coat as he carried you back. Your head against his chest. You felt safe in his arms. You wanted to stay like this, in his arms, always.

The Captain's heart dropped seeing the sight before him. Your body hitting the ground, the sight of blood. Your body fragile and weak in his arms. The heavy rise and fall of your chest. How much has the sickness spread for you to fall like this?

The doctors were called immediately. He put you from his arms onto the comfort of your bedchambers and stepped outside as doctors and maids rushed in. Blood still fresh on your hands.

If only he knew that was the last time you would be around, he would've held you longer.

Snow fell from the now dull sky of Snezhnaya. The gardens lost their color. The manor was stripped of light.

“She was a beautiful girl. It's a pity her time was so little,” were the Tsaritsa's words of comfort. The Harbingers all paid their respects to you. One by everyone but only The Captain was left standing in front of your grave. 500 years of cataclysm and only a few years with you.

The Captain visited your chambers one last time. Walking past things you once laid your fingers on. Only to come across a book on the table. A book of flowers. He took it in his hands and flipped through the pages where your touch once lingered. He noticed there was a little box beside where the book was

Something about it caught his eye and so he opened it. Inside was a letter.

‘To My Dearest Captain.’

Thank you for looking after me all this time. Your company has been a form of comfort to me. There are so many things I wished to say to you. You set me free and for that I will always be grateful. I wanted to travel the whole of Teyvat. Maybe if I get a little better, we can start by visiting The City of Freedom, Mondstadt.

Yours Truly.

A dried red rose bud was also inside the box along with the letter. It was meant for him. Red roses symbolize true love.

As the years went by, the lilies in the garden grew in number. In the little garden of white lilies, he saw you. Each and every lily was a reminder of you. The Captain visited your grave each year, leaving red roses and white lilies. He preserved the rose bud with his cryo delusion. And when there's a new spring without you, the newly planted red roses around the pavilion where you once listened to him read and shared the love of flowers with, bloom brightly and sway with the light breeze.

A new rose is planted each year by The Captain himself.

Red roses symbolize true love.

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chieeriebel · 12 days ago

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hiromi higuruma x female secretary (AU).

chapter 13 > chapter 15

warnings: smut. suggestive content. (short chapter due to smut scene).

chapter 14

You lay on the bed, your body tingling with anticipation as Hiromi's lips gently caressed yours. Hiromi's hands roamed over your body, exploring every curve and soft skin. He traced your collarbone with his fingertips, sending shivers down your spine, and slowly, he began to unbutton your silk blouse, revealing a lacy black bra beneath. Your breath quickened, a mixture of nervousness and pure desire. You had never felt this way before, and the sensation was overwhelming.

Hiromi's kisses became more passionate, his tongue dancing with yours, tasting your sweetness. His hands cupped your breasts, thumbs brushing over your nipples through the lace, causing you to gasp into his mouth. You arched your back, offering yourself to him, wanting more of his touch. Hiromi's skilled hands knew just how to tease, and he took his time, savoring every moment.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered against your lips, his breath hot on your skin. "I want to please you.”

Your heart raced as you heard those words. You wanted him too, but a part of you was nervous, as this was uncharted territory for you.

“Hiromi, I... I'm a virgin," you confessed, your voice barely above a whisper.

He froze, his hands stilling on your body. He pulled back slightly, his dark eyes searching your face. "Do you feel ready?” he asked, his voice gentle. "I wont hurt you.”

You nodded, cheeks flushed. "I trust you, Hiromi. I only want you.” Your words were bold, but your voice trembled slightly, giving away your nervousness.

A tender smile graced Hiromi's face, and he brushed a stray hair from your forehead. "I will make love to you.”

With gentle care, he resumed his exploration of your body, this time with a newfound reverence. He unhooked your bra, revealing you full, pale breasts, and took his time admiring them, his touch feather-light as he traced your nipples, making them harden further. You squirmed beneath him, body on fire, craving more.

Hiromi kissed his way down your neck, leaving a trail of kisses and gentle bites, making you giggle and squirm. His hands moved to your skirt, slowly inching it up to your thighs, revealing more of your smooth, milky skin. He paused for a moment, taking in the sight of your delicate lace panties, before continuing his journey upwards.

His fingers hooked into the waistband of your skirt and panties, and with one swift motion, he slid them down your legs, leaving you completely bare before him. You felt vulnerable yet empowered, your body on display for this man who was about to take your virginity.

Hiromi's eyes darkened with desire as he took in the sight of your nakedness. He kissed your inner thighs, his breath hot against your sensitive skin, making you tremble. His hands caressed your hips, pulling you closer to the edge of the bed, positioning you just right.

"Are you ready?” he asked, his voice hoarse with need.

You nodded, eyes locked with his, a silent confirmation. Hiromi positioned himself between your thighs, his hard length pressing against your softness, seeking entrance. You bit your lip, anticipation and nervousness warring within you.

With one slow, deliberate thrust, Hiromi entered you, breaking through your barrier with a sharp intake of breath from you. He paused, giving you a moment to adjust to the new sensation, his body trembling with the effort to remain still.

"Hiromi..." you whispered, her voice laced with pain and pleasure.

"Shh... I know, baby. It'll get better, I promise." Hiromi's voice was soothing, and he began to move, slowly at first, his hips rocking gently, setting a steady rhythm.

You felt a stretch and a burn, but as Hiromi's movements became more fluid, a new sensation began to build within you. It was an unfamiliar pleasure, one that made your body sing and your breath come in short gasps. Hiromi's hands gripped your hips, guiding your movements, his pace increasing as he read your reactions.

"Fuck, Hiromi!" You cried out, your head thrown back, your body arching off the bed. "Yes, like that! Don't stop!"

Hiromi's control snapped at your words, and he began to thrust harder, faster, his own desire taking over. He filled you completely with each stroke, his body slick with sweat as he pounded into you, his name a mantra on your lips.

Your hands dug into the sheets, nails clawing at the fabric as you neared the edge of something incredible. Hiromi's name became a constant plea on your lips, and he responded by driving into you with abandon, his own release building.

"Fuck, I'm... I'm gonna..." Hiromi's words were cut off as he threw his head back, his body tensing as he filled you with his hot seed, his climax ripping through him.

Your own orgasm hitting you like a wave, crashing over you as you cried out, body trembling uncontrollably. Hiromi's name was a hoarse whisper on your lips as you came, your inner walls pulsing around him, milking him dry.

They lay entangled, breathing heavily, their hearts racing. Hiromi gently kissed your forehead, his hand stroking your hair.

"How do you feel baby?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.

You smiled, eyes sparkling with post-coital bliss. "T-Tired.”

Hiromi chuckled, a satisfied sound. "And this is just the beginning.”

As he spoke, he began to move again, his body still buried deep within yours, and you gasped, your sensitive body responding instantly to his renewed passion.

The sheets rustled as he continued the dance, exploring each other's bodies, learning each other's desires.

Higuruma wakes up to the soft light of the morning streaming through the curtains. He lies on his side, watching you sleep soundly, your face peaceful and serene as you lie tangled in the blankets. His heart swells with a mixture of affection and admiration for you, your vulnerability and beauty catching him off guard, even after everything that had happened.

He carefully reaches over, brushing a strand of hair away from your face, his fingertips grazing your soft skin. Slowly, he leans in, placing a tender kiss on your forehead, and then gently on your lips. Your eyes flutter open, a soft giggle escaping your lips as you wake up, a blush spreading across your face.

“Good morning,” he whispers, his voice low and warm, his eyes filled with affection. You smile sleepily at him, the warmth in your chest growing as he holds you close, his fingers brushing against your skin.

“Morning,” you reply, your voice soft and content. “Did you sleep well?”

“Better than I ever have,” Higuruma murmurs, his hand resting on your cheek. “But it’s hard not to when you have someone like you beside me.”

You both share a sweet, quiet moment, basking in the warmth of each other’s presence. Higuruma reaches for his phone, texting one of his guards to pick up a few clothes for you. He doesn’t want to rush this morning, enjoying the softness of your embrace before the day begins.

Once the message is sent, he gently pulls you into his arms, guiding you both toward the bathroom. He runs a warm bath for the two of you, the water steaming and inviting. He begins to wash your hair, his fingers massaging your scalp gently as he presses soft kisses to your neck, making you shiver with delight.

“I never want to let you go,” Higuruma murmurs, his lips brushing against your skin. You smile softly, feeling his care and tenderness in every touch, every kiss.

The two of you relax together in the tub, the world outside fading away as the minutes stretch on, filled only with the soothing sound of water and the quiet, intimate conversation between you both. Everything feels right, like the start of something truly special.

After some time, Higuruma lifts you from the bath, wrapping you in a soft towel as he helps you step out. He leads you back to the bedroom, his eyes never leaving you, as if you were the most precious thing in the world.

“Are you ready for the day?” he asks softly, but his gaze tells you that, for now, time doesn’t matter. You nod, feeling safe and cherished in his presence.

And for now, that’s all that matters.

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chieeriebel · 20 days ago

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Narrators advice is to please read all the modern AU’s in chronological order from 0 to current as listed in the series for the best reading experience.

Toji Zenin (SMAU + Drabble)

1. Soccer player Toji - (part 0) (part i) (part ii)

(part iii) (part iv) (part v) (part vi)

Gojo Satoru (SMAU + Drabbles)

1. Comp sci major Gojo - (part 0) (part i)

(part ii) (part iii) (part iv) (part v) (part vi)

(part vii)

Sukuna Ryomen (SMAU + Drabbles)

1. Boxer Sukuna - (part 0) (part 0.5) (part i)

(part ii) (part iii)

2. Boxer Sukuna - bad at apologies

MISC

1. You’re not exclusive to them - angst

2. You’re not exclusive to them - part 2

3. Using their (them as) wallet

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chieeriebel · 2 months ago

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The Devil He Made Me - Masterlist

ꨄ︎ author's note: I've decided to make a masterlist for the series I am writing called "The Devil He Made Me" which is actually inspired by the song Me and the Devil by Soap&Skin, well at least one chapter (one of the final chapters) is based off this song.

ꨄ︎ series status: ongoing - updated 1-2x per week

ꨄ︎ series warnings: 18+ content, violence, eventual smut, angst, alcohol use (once), mentions of d*ath,

ꨄ︎ pairing: Satoru Gojo x f!reader (24 y/o)

ꨄ︎ wattpad link

SERIES SUMMARY:

After being discovered by Satoru Gojo and his first-year students in a dangerous situation-and with only fragmented memories of her past-y/n is taken under Gojo's watchful supervision at Jujutsu High. As she adjusts to her new life, an unspoken bond between her and Gojo grows, intensifying as they work together to unravel the mystery of her past and how she ended up in such peril. But as they dig deeper, a darker truth within her cursed energy is revealed, drawing unwanted attention from dangerous forces. Has this sinister power always been inside her, or is it something new? With time running out, y/n must uncover the truth-before it's too late.

CHAPTERS:

Chapter 1; Chapter 2; Chapter 3; Chapter 4; Chapter 5; Chapter 6; Chapter 7; Chapter 8; Chapter 9; Chapter 10; Chapter 11;

all chapters should be available under #tdhmm

BONUS BLURBS:

Gojo’s POV: Moment on the Bench - Ch 6. Extension Chapter 8 Teaser..

SERIES TAGLIST:

@mawhoreagaa; @peqch-pie; @blue-serendipity; @simplyyyuji; @starrnai; @sorcerersseestars; @n1vi; @angryglitterperfection; @krak-jj; @coweringbear; @holylonelyponyeatingmacaroni; @cococola-cocaine; @sdv98o; @theendx888; @dvmb4ssbiatch; @sugxryratz; @kinny-away; @crankyarchives; @enfppuff; @reactwithjan If you’d like to be added to the series tag list, leave a comment below:)

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chieeriebel · 2 months ago

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CALL OF THE SEA - MASTERLIST

Pirate 141 x F!Reader

When a group of unhinged pirates invade your small village, you're whisked away from your peaceful home and thrown on to a voyage out at sea. Forced to obtain a new role as their medic, you have no choice but to accept your fate as you join their forces and aid them in their treacherous travels.

Updates every Saturday unless said otherwise.

> Spotify Playlist

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

Part Eight

Part Nine

Part Ten

Part Eleven

Part Twelve

Part Thirteen

Part Fourteen

Part Fifteen

Part Sixteen

Part Seventeen

Part Eighteen

Part Nineteen

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chieeriebel · 2 months ago

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requests: too much... askbox: ON

strictly 18+ blog. all minors will be blocked.

top posts:

-older boyfriend könig.

-headlocks ’nd simon riley.

-simon riley with a voice kink.

DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT. TRIGGERING AND UNPLEASANT TOPICS.

“and they said i couldn't be a sniper.”

HOW TO VIEW ALL MY POSTS | FILTER CONTENT

BOUNDARIES

MASTERLIST

ALL OF MY WORK

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chieeriebel · 3 months ago

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In Limbo Masterlist

general masterlist | taglist | mafia!141 masterlist | read on ao3 | playlist

mafia!Simon Riley x fem!Reader

cover created by @alchemyfreak321

is it wrong to fall in love while waiting to die? accepting a job with the mafia was virtually no different than selling your soul to the devil, but that was something Simon Riley was all too willing to do. it wasn't until he met you that he realized there were worse pacts to find yourself trapped in.

Prologue everyone knew not to ask the Riley brothers what they did after dark Chapter 1 it wasn't easy living on borrowed time Chapter 2 It was always better that way; when you didn’t have someone trying to look out for you. Chapter 3 blood always recognized blood; especially when it screamed. Chapter 4 you wish he wasn't so kind Chapter 5 at least he's not doing this for you Chapter 6 no good deed ever goes unpunished Chapter 7 another deal. another oath. Chapter 8 warm soup and bile Chapter 9 ferocious and stubborn as an ox Chapter 10 crooked fingers and christmas cheer Chapter 11 everything in its place Chapter 12 love notes Chapter 13 in limbo Chapter 14 safe and sound Chapter 15 strings attached Chapter 16 brick by brick Chapter 17 girls night in

Alternate Universes

a fox cries; never howls Leftovers

extras

Coloring smoking alternate chapter 7 ending bath time (read after at least chapter 12) artists ice cream pumpkin carving massage

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chieeriebel · 3 months ago

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Simon "Ghost" Riley

(orange indicates works that include content that is not suitable for minors. minors should not interact with these works—these works are intended for individuals 18+)

[ ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSES ]

bodyguard!ghost ⤷ party like a rockstar ⤷ sunscreen and stolen glances ⤷ crybaby ⤷ pure filth ⤷ anything but routine ⤷ club hopper demon!ghost ⤷ broken dove ⤷ captive dove ⤷ savior ⤷ enrichment time ⤷ feverish ⤷ starved ⤷ playlist ⤷ time apart ⤷ affections old divorced biker!ghost ⤷ biker bars ⤷ qualified vampire!ghoap ⤷ spawn and his lord ⤷ coming for you dad!simon ⤷ newborn days ⤷ first steps and old clothes

[ DRABBLES ]

canon ⤷ one body, two sides ⤷ more than just a body ⤷ wake-up sex ⤷ wake-up sex (pt. 2) ⤷ tantrums ⤷ i know what you're doing ⤷ spark up ⤷ swipe right ⤷ barrack showers ⤷ listen to your pussy her ⤷ nice hands ⤷ rope bunny non-canon ⤷ dbf!ghost ⤷ payment options (dilf!ghost) ⤷ chalk and trainers (gymnast!ghoap) ⤷ burning kingdoms (king!simon)

©️ ink-n-shadow 2024

do not copy, plagiarize, steal, borrow, or repost any of my work without my expressed permission

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chieeriebel · 3 months ago

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BLACKMAIL KISS — h. ran

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ─── a single night of rebellion against your husband, the mayor of Tokyo, in an underground Roppongi club, traps you right in Haitani Ran's web of blackmail and deceit—where every move you make could potentially be your last one.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ─── a bonten!haitani ran miniseries inspired by hametsu no itte

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ─── bonten timeline, fem!reader, wife!reader, reader is feminine coded (wears dresses, heels, makeup), heavy angst, heavy tones of cheating/infidelity, D@RK CONTENT, blackmail, political drama, non-con recording, drügging, mentions of alcohol & drügs, D*m/s*b dynamics, non-c0n -> dub-c0n, expl!cit photos, canon typical v!olence, corruption k!nk, unprotected s*x, n!pple play, sh/ibari, B/D/S/M, voyeurism, edg!ng training, tease and den!al, org@sm control, phone s*x, smok!ng, publ!c play, g@gs, impact p!ay, pr@ise + degradation, roleplay (forced prost!tuition), mentions of conceiving, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of m!scarriage, pet names (baby, love, slüt), collars, b0dy writing, throat fücking, d@ddy kink, sp!t play, finger!ng, or@l s*x, rindou is a simp for his girlfriend, süspension p!ay, publ!c s*x, n!pple clamps, mentions of v!brators, overstimulat!on, k!dnapping, tortüre, more tags to be added...

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ─── bittersweet blackmail with this playlist

#1: i made another mistake

#2: the way you bend, the way you break

#3: when the curtains call the time

#4: will we both be satisfied?

#5: love's the death of peace of mind

#6: will we both go home alive?

#7: i miss the way you say my name

... more tba

{ rbs to boost are appreciated !! }

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chieeriebel · 3 months ago

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Lucid's Masterpost

(Warning: All stories contain plot and smut. The only exception is the short imagines which are just smut. Stories may also include angst, violence, gore, and strong language. Read at your own risk.)

Simon "Ghost" Riley 💀

❤ 10 Part Stories:

🗡️ Taste Like Venom (Ghost x Assassin!reader) - Part 1 ~ Part 2 ~ Part 3 ~ Part 4 ~ Part 5 ~ Part 6 ~ Part 7 ~ Part 8 ~ Part 9 ~ Part 10

👑 First Light (Ghost x Princess!reader) - Part 1 ~ Part 2 ~ Part 3 ~ Part 4 ~ Part 5 ~ Part 6 ~ Part 7 ~ TBC

💋 Black Blood Red Kiss (Ghost x Vampire!reader) - Part 1 ~ TBC

🖤 Requested One-Shots:

🔩 Nuclear Date Night ~ Hate to Love ~ Ghost x 141!reader (fem!reader, weaponsengineer!reader, codename: Byte)

🍫 Sweet Tooth ~ Soft Reader ~ Ghost x 141!reader (fem!reader, soft!reader, callsign “Glacé”)

🎱 Come a Little Closer ~ 141 Reader ~ Ghost x 141!reader (fem!reader) - Part 1 ~ Part 2 🤍 Short Imagines:

🖊️ Personally His ~ Personal Assistant Reader AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/users/LeoLucid

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chieeriebel · 6 months ago

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୨ৎ BARBIE AVENUE!

welcome to barbie ave. glad you decided to drive by! barbie ave. is home of all things head barbie (natalia) has written! barbie ave. is constantly changing! head barbie writes frequently, so stop by often!

“ᡣ𐭩 DEATH BY A THOUSAND CUTS” Series.

“DEATH BY A THOUSAND CUTS.” - in which simon riley breaks no contact after a year, you aren't sure what to do!

“TOLERATE IT.” - in which you respond to simon riley and things don't go how you expected!

“CLEAN.” - in which you leave simon riley in the past.

JOHN PRICE FICS.

“FALSE GOD.” - in which he helps his pretty girl wind down.

SIMON RILEY FICS.

BETTER VERSION - in which you have a wet dream about asshole!simon.

BETTER VERSION HEADCANONS - the differences between sweet!simon and asshole!simon

FINE LINE - religious reader x troubled simon!

“WELCOME TO NEW YORK” Series.

part one - your first encounter with mr. captain.

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chieeriebel · 6 months ago

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more perv neighbor simon? pleasee

pervy neighbour! simon who spends his evenings watching you on the cameras he’s installed, with one hand down his pants and the other swigging a beer. he ogles you, all pretty and dolled up in your baby pink lingerie, as you hump your pillow like the desperate whore you are.

pervy neighbour! simon who watches you throw your head back in utter pleasure, eyes closed, back arched and fingers nursing your little clit. in his eyes you couldn’t be more beautiful, close to nude, lips pouted and eyebrows scrunched. you truly are a sight for sore eyes.

pervy neighbour! simon who swipes at his cock as you speed up the pace of your hips, callused fist rubbing up and down his hardened and already leaking length. his eyes are glued to the way your hand rubs at your spasming clit and his ears perk up as you start to wine. he’s watched you long enough and listened to you enough times to know you're about to cum.

pervy neighbour! simon who's completely confused when stop your lewd movements and look up to stare directly at the camera in your bedroom. his hand stutters on his girth and his mouth dries.

pervy neighbour! simon watches as you remove your hand from your core and dismantle your now drenched pillow. you slowly manoeuvre yourself onto your back and spread your legs, giving him a clear and direct view of your glistening pussy. you raise your delicate hand and motion at the camera with your pointer finger, almost as though you were motioning him to come over, to coax him out of hiding.

pervy neighbour! simon who’s confused once more, befuddled, lost… he doesn’t know what to do, doesn’t know what this means….

pervy neighbour! simon who jerks at the sound of your voice. he listens adamantly to to your velvety tone call for him, almost whine desperately for him to come over. “i know you’re watching me simon. are you not gonna come over and fuck me?”.

pervy neighbour! simon who’s up out and out, almost sprinting to your block and up the stairs to your floor. he doenst bother knock, just uses the copy of they key he’d made himself and marches to your room....

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chieeriebel · 6 months ago

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First Light ~ Simon "Ghost" Riley Part 6

Pairing: bodyguard!Ghost x princess!reader (fem!reader)

Word Count: 3.2k

CW: angst, violence, blood, strong language, scars, verbal abuse by parents, physical abuse by parents, psychological abuse by parents, opposites attract, forbidden love, slow burn, fluff, attraction and sexual tension, reader POV and ghost POV, minors DNI, smut, virgin reader, praising, kisses, porn

Let me know if I missed any CWs.

Story Synopsis: After receiving death threats from a mysterious terrorist organization, your royal parents make a decision to reach out to the United States for help. Specifically, they want the US to send a bodyguard to protect their precious princess. When the 141 is called upon to investigate, Ghost is the one assigned to protect you. With your lack of experiences outside of your royal life and his experience with nothing but deadly, worldly affairs, opposites attract.

Chapter Synopsis: Ever since the kiss you shared with your bodyguard, your imagination has been running wild with naughty fantasies and curiosities. You decide to learn more on your own, but Ghost is willing to teach you himself. (SMUT ALERT)

Part 1 ~ Part 2 ~ Part 3 ~ Part 4 ~ Part 5 ~ Part 6

Ghost stared intensely at the report that was just sent his way from his team. Gaz had managed to catch the tagger from the farmer’s market. Interrogation led to their real identity, some associates, and a map marking the other spots that intended to be staked out by the group. And all of this was really thanks to you for noticing the tagger fleeing the scene. If you weren’t so observant, they wouldn’t have made as much progress with this investigation as they have.

Hopefully, it wouldn’t take long for more terrorists to be caught. If progress continued this smoothly, then it wouldn’t take long for the 141 to be done with this job. Then again, the sooner that this job ended, the sooner he would have to say goodbye to you.

The torn lieutenant looked up from his seat at the dining kitchen towards the living room. He was looking at the back of your head, hair up in that hair clip you seem to adore, wrapped up in a good book that you found around the safehouse. Luckily, the safehouse was decently stocked with things for you to do. It was never difficult finding a way to entertain yourself while Ghost worked.

Neither you nor Ghost have brought up the kiss. You thought it would be hard meeting his gaze after that kiss followed by what you so naughtily did privately in your bedroom. And it was. Every time you thought about him, your heart threatened to leap from your chest. Butterflies went haywire in your stomach. It was only your training as a princess that you were able to keep up with appearances.

Not that you weren’t thinking about so much more in that curious head of yours in your moments of refinement. Every now and then your mind would wander towards more naughty thoughts. If that was how a kiss felt, how good would it feel to go further? To have his kisses pepper your neck down to your breasts. To feel his large, warm hands against your bare, electrified skin. To have his fingers trace down your spine and make you shiver.

Little did you know that Ghost was having the same thoughts as you.

He was also struggling with completely getting the kiss out of his mind. How perfect it felt to have your body press against his. How sweet you tasted on his tongue. How quick he seemed to get aroused just from kissing you alone. He wanted to take it further not just physically, but emotionally as well. He’s grown rather attached to you since the day he realized that you were more than just a princess and a mission.

Ghost wanted you to be his completely. But he knew that that would be a huge mistake.

The both of you were like polar opposites. Ghost came from a world of gunfire while you came from the world of champagne glasses. He could offer you safety, but never security. Not with his job. While he did his best to stay alive, he never knew if one day could be his last. You didn’t deserve to live with that on your shoulders.

A quiet sigh was suppressed as Ghost got up from his seat. Slowly, he strolled over to you and put a hand on your shoulder, gently pulling your attention away from your book. You knew that he was approaching, though. It was like you developed super senses when it came to his presence now.

When you finally heard the sound of the front door clicking shut, you closed your book and grabbed the remote to the television. Today was the day you were going to watch something incredibly new today. Something you have been curious about before and have grown even more curious about since your feelings for Ghost grew.

“Gonna go check the perimeter. You okay staying here?”

You enthusiastically hummed in response, not wanting him to worry too much about leaving you alone for a moment. Your bodyguard has been frequently going outside the safehouse to check the perimeter. It was part of his job, however, you were quick to understand that it was to also get some fresh air.

You were going to look at porn for the first time.

With a time limit of about twenty minutes, you planned to make every second count. Nothing too crazy. Just the basics. Just enough time to see what all the fuss is about and hopefully learn something new. Smut within books every now and then have been enjoyable to read. Though watching videos of the real thing was sure to feel different than reading words on a page to imagine in your head.

Quickly, you connected to the protected internet on the television and pulled up what was trending on a major porn channel that was listed first in your search. Without hesitation, the channel offered videos upon videos of explicit content. Your eyes widened and your heart quickened at the crude thumbnails depicting all sorts of actions. A harsh heat reddened your cheeks, embarrassed by what you saw. Yet, you couldn’t look away.

It was fascinating to you how many options there actually were. This was just the first channel you came across too. There seemed to be porn for just about anything. Scrolling through, you felt your blood continue to heat up. A subtle, sweet tingle between your legs began as you examined the thumbnails closer. Most of the videos being offered depicted actors that seemed to be enjoying themselves, job or not.

Did sex really feel that good?

Ensuring that the television was on mute, you opened a video up at random and observed. There was kissing. Deep kissing like the ones you shared with your bodyguard just a few days ago. Things became more hot and heavy once the actors began to strip.

You gasped at all the touching and groping the stars did to each other. How excited the beautiful woman looked as her partner kissed down her body. Squeezing your thighs tightly together, you tried not to get too swept up in becoming aroused yourself just from watching.

There was no doubt about it, though. You were getting wet. Your brain was replacing the actors with you and Ghost too. Lightheadedness came over you as your body burned with lust. No wonder why everyone was so obsessed with porn.

You took a quick glance at the clock and turned the television off, deciding that it was best for you to move to your private bedroom. There was still time before Ghost would come back from his perimeter check, so that meant you had time to calm yourself down before he noticed anything amiss.

After entering your bedroom and closing the door, you hesitantly slipped your hand down your pants to check yourself.

And of course, you were soaked.

You knew you shouldn’t be embarrassed since this kind of thing was natural. Taking a deep breath, you moved to the bed to try to relieve yourself before your bodyguard returned. The last thing you wanted was for him to walk in on a sight you wouldn’t be able to explain away.

Ghost took a big whiff of fresh air, letting the clean air refresh his brain. His perimeter checks have been mostly for keeping his thoughts straight. It was hard to keep them organized when he was within your sweet presence. However, he still thought about you. Always. Even when he was ensuring your safety like this.

He glanced at the watch on his wrist, noting the time to add to the report he’s been working on to prove that he wasn’t just lazing around. In fact, he’s been trying to find some work to do whenever he could to ensure he kept a safe distance from you. Keep it professional despite growing closer. Besides that, he didn’t want you to feel awkward about the kiss you shared.

Thankfully, you seemed to be doing just fine as far as he’s noticed.

After taking one last look around the countryside, trying to spot anything suspicious, Ghost headed back inside. When he saw that you were absent from the couch, a brief moment of panic set in. It was the sight of the book you were reading, carefully closed and bookmarked on the coffee table, that allowed him to relax. You were probably taking a nap in your room, he figured.

Taking advantage of the moment, he fixed himself a cup of tea in the kitchen. Once his brew was ready, he brought his cup over to the couch. He settled himself down and reached for the remote to watch some news. Life didn’t slow down just because he was out in the middle of nowhere. As soon as the television turned on though, he choked on his drink.

Someone forgot to exit the channel before turning off the television.

Ghost was suddenly met with thumbnails upon thumbnails of porn. Nothing telling of your tastes since it was just the trending page, yet it was still a shock to the eyes. He couldn’t help but laugh a little in his surprise. It didn’t take long for him to piece together that you probably weren’t in your room just taking a nap.

Before Ghost switched the channel, though, he looked through the options of explicit videos. He understood that you probably have never seen porn before, so this was another one of your “research” sessions. That’s not what started to bother him.

What started to bother him was the fact that you shouldn’t be getting your sex education from porn. If you wanted to know what it was really like, you could’ve just asked him. He may not have had many partners in his life, but he still knew the real experience. You deserved to know what real, healthy sex was like. Not filmed, directed sex.

That, and a princess like you should set her standards high when it came to sex. Something Ghost was willing to set for you.

Even if this was wrong, he didn’t care. If the mission was going to end soon and he would have to say goodbye, he wanted to ensure that you would still accept nothing but the best in and outside the bedroom. He wanted to ensure that you would end up with someone that would treat you right.

Someone like him.

Turning off the television, Ghost abandoned his tea and headed toward your bedroom. He softly knocked on your door and waited, hoping that he didn’t catch you too off guard.

As soon as you heard the knock, you jumped in fright, leaving you right on the edge of an orgasm that you finally managed to approach. Ghost was back early. You should’ve cared to listen closer to the sound of him coming back in the house.

You fixed your clothes hastily, cheeks still flushed pink from your solo sexual adventure. Shyly, you opened the door to greet your patient bodyguard. Clearing your throat, you spoke in that usual, refined manner that you trained yourself to use to cover up evidence of inelegance. “Yes, Lieutenant?”

“We have something to talk about. May I come in, Princess?” Ghost treaded carefully, not wanting to startle you, but also not wanting to offer an opportunity of complete rejection just yet. You opened the door wider to let him in, your heart and mind racing on what Ghost could possibly need to talk about.

He sat on the edge of your bed and patted the spot next to him. Timidly, you took a seat beside him. The naturally sweet scent of yours almost made Ghost pull you into his lap. It was like he was obsessed with you. It almost unsettled how deeply he fell for you.

Once you seemed comfortable, he began without that careful language he had learned to speak when he was with you. It was better to be himself about this, especially if he wanted to get what he wanted. Straight-forward. “You forgot to reset the TV. I saw what you were looking at when I came back from my perimeter check.”

Your body suddenly heated up as if a wave of fire washed over you. Cheeks turned scarlet and you nearly couldn’t breath. The way he was speaking so bluntly with you caught you off guard as well. Words were trapped in your throat. What does someone say in this situation?!

That gaze of yours that Ghost wanted on him was averted in embarrassment. He couldn’t blame you, but he wasn’t going to let you escape either. He had a standard he had to set for you.

He took your chin to guide your eyes back on him. By now it felt like your heart was going to give out with how hard it was beating.

“You really wanna know what sex is like?”

You could have sworn his voice lowered to seduce you. It felt huskier as it echoed in your ears. It was working too. Your mind immediately screamed to say yes, to take what was being offered to you. Though, you stopped yourself from taking the opportunity. This didn’t even feel real. You swallowed down the lump in your throat before speaking. “Lieutenant G-”

“Simon Riley. It’s okay to call me by my real name, Princess. It’s also a simple yes or no. Do you want to know what it’s like? How you should be treated?”

Biting your lip, you thought deeply about this proposal. If you were to say yes, you and Ghost would be crossing so many boundaries that you might not recover from. The kiss was something the both of you were able to seemingly recover from. But that was small compared to sex.

Especially since you were still a virgin.

God, did you want him though. You really, really wanted him. You probably wanted him more than anything in your life.

Finally, you justified that you could keep a secret. Ghost certainly could too. You trusted him. Meekly, you gave him the answer he was hoping for. “Y-Yes. Please, be gentle. . .”

Within a blink of an eye, he pulled you into his lap and held you close. Removing the mask revealed a more clear, confident sea within his eyes. “Of course. I’ll teach you everything you want to know.”

His lips pressed firmly against yours, not being able to be apart from you a moment longer. Damn, he’s missed those soft lips of yours. He missed the heat of your body against his. It felt like it’s been ages since the last time you kissed. He felt determined to get his fill before it was too late.

Your own senses were ignited like fireworks, tingles making its way down all the way to the tips of your fingers that held onto your bodyguard for dear life. Having been left on the edge of orgasm from before made you feel more sensitive than usual too. You felt every inch of his lips, every movement of his hands tracing your curves. It was difficult to suppress all the pleasurable shivers he gave you.

When he slipped his tongue into your mouth, you moaned, a sharp pleasure traveling down your spine. That only encouraged Simon to take it a step further. Your shirt was raised slightly, giving him enough room to touch your bare skinned hips with his hands. Your skin was soft beyond belief that it drove him wild.

By now you were struggling to catch your breath, his kisses becoming more intense as he was able to touch you without the barrier of your shirt. He kissed you with such need, passion, and desire that it made your head spin. He ate up every moan that escaped you like it would be the last time he would be able to.

You were gripping his shoulders so tight that your nails dug into his skin. But he wouldn’t have it any other way. It only made him want more. He broke the kiss and went straight to your ear, making sure that your breasts were tightly pressed against his chest. There was no escape for you as he teased your ears with sweet words in that deep baritone voice you grew to love. All while his hands worked to massage your bare waist.

“You should be kissed passionately like you are the most beautiful woman on this planet. Your partner should take their time to find all your sweet spots too.” Simon advised, his lips grazing your ears as he spoke.

Your breath got caught in your throat as he told you how much you should be treasured. How soft your skin was underneath his fingertips. How decadent your kisses tasted to the point that he needed more. How your future partner should treat you just like this.

Finally, he could kiss that neck that he’s been dying to kiss every time you put your hair up. His lips landed on your neck, causing you to tremble as he licked, nipped, and suckled. It was heavenly. Underneath you, you could feel his growing erection pressing into you. Even underneath his jeans, you could tell that he was big. It filled you with a newfound sense of pride that you could arouse someone as serious as your bodyguard. He was attracted to you as much as you were attracted to him.

Slowly, Simon began to tip you back within his lap, forcing you to hang on to him if you didn’t want to fall. He took advantage of the position, trailing his kisses down to your collarbone and nearing your breasts. His hand supported the curve of your back, gravity allowing him to really feel every shiver that passed through you.

“They should make you tremble in pleasure just like this. They should want to press their lips against every inch of your skin. They should get excited by giving you pleasure first.” He continued to confess as he nipped at the tops of your breasts. He was driving you crazy with each touch, your cunt dripping wet like he’s been teasing you for hours.

Suddenly, he swung you around and laid you down onto the bed. Simon hovered over you with a sexy smirk on his face.

“If you want more, then strip for me, Princess.”

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