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[firstwcman]

Mama's home. ✧ ⛧ ♫

bonus, the three sisters.. united.

[jasmines-library]

What about a fem!reader x jason todd and they're keeping their relationship a secret but bruce sees them making out in the batcave?

This sucks but I love u and ur writings

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Anon 💉

Head Over Heels

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Jason's lips moved softly against yours as he kissed you. Jason was a gentle lover, contrary to what many people may believe. When it comes to you, Jason always took his time to make sure everything was perfect. He never rushed into things. Weather it was just placing a hand on the small of your back when you were out in public or the way he tucked your hair behind your ear when he moved in to kiss you; everything was always thought out with Jason.

The two of you had been dating for a little while now, and you had to say that he was your world. He put so much effort into it. The two of you would often stroll together hand in hand, walking through Gotham's parks as the leaves shifted from green to a golden orange, or you would spend the cold nights cuddled up on his bed as something played quietly in the background. You loved to listen to him talk. To find every detail of his features, and uncover them like an archeologist. The freckles lining his nose. The dimple on his left cheek when he smiles. The way his eyes lit up with this gorgeous glint when the topic wandered to something he was particularly interested in. How he would become animated when showing you his bikes. It was safe to say that you were utterly in love with Jason. And he was equally as in love with you.

However the two of you had decided to keep your relationship a secret. for now, atleast. With Jason not only being in the public eye, but also being a vigilante, he didn't want you to get dragged into something you didn't need to be part of. But also...his brothers were rather...prying...and he didn't want them knowing more than he was willing to tell them. So, to stop that from happening the two of you agreed not to tell anyone until you were both comfortable.

But, as the two of you were hiding out in the cave, that plan was cut short. Too captured by the feeling of each other, you and jason failed to hear the sound of the footsteps echoing through the cave, and didn't notice that there was someone watching until they gave an awkward clear of their throat.

Pulling away from each other quickly, Jason's eyes widened as he looked up to find Bruce standing a few feet away. He tried to compose himself quickly. "Bruce- i...we..."

Bruce raised an eyebrow. He was rather amused at his son's attempt to be nonchalant. "Care to explain?"

Jason fumbled some more over his words, unable to hide the red flush that appeared on his face. It was rather cute, if you had to describe it. Eventually, he let out a soft breath. "Father....y/n is my girlfriend."

Bruce let out a hum. "I see." he took a step closer. "and how long has this been going on?"

"A few months..." Jason responded, lacing your fingers with his. You gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. "Bruce....you have to understand that I love her very much and I- I don't care if you approve or not because-"

A small smile appeared on Bruce's lips as he watched his son ramble protectively over you. He could tell he was head over heels for you . "Jason." He said, grabbing the boy's attention. "Its okay. I'm not going to stop you from dating. I'm happy for you."

"...you are?" Jason's eyebrows pinched together.

"Course I am."

Jason thought for a moment. "Good. Because I am too. I'm sorry i didn't tell you....we just thought it would be easier for us."

"It's alright. I'm not mad. Although....i can't say the same for when your brothers find out."

"Oh god...you cannot tell them! Please don't tell them!"

the older man just grinned, moving towards the door. "I'll leave you two alone then." he said. his footsteps, that you should have heard earlier, echoed through the room before the stopped and he reappeared. "And no more kissing."

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[prettiestgrlinthemorguexo]

Swipe (Lucifer Morningstar x reader smut)

We finally made it to the last and final part of Swipe! And it’s the smut chapter. I’m so happy so many of you guys love my work and I’m so excited to see write for Lucifer, Alastor and vox in more five and ofc ill people’s request!! They are always open!!

IF YOUR NOT +18 PLEASE LEAVE AND DONT READ!

Reader is implied female but I will continue to use they/them

I legit foam at the mouth for submissive bottom Lucifer and you all have to suffer :)

Warnings:Smut, lots of smut, p in v sex, oral (giving ),titty sucking, sub! Lucifer, soft Dom! Reader, Lucifer being a constant king, reader is the same height as our short king, dick ridding, edging, marking, bitting, creamie pie (USE PROTECTION)

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No ones POV

Y/N felt the smoke engulf them both, they shut their eyes tight. In only a few seconds they were no longer in the street, they were now in a room he room was in a circler shape with a bed in the upper center of the room. As they were taking in their new surroundings, they felt Lucifer’s arms tighten around their waist and felt their feet lift off the ground. Y/N gasp lightly feeling him pick them up and carry the over to large bed.

Y/N felt the bed and its satin sheets consuming them, when Y/N’s body hit the bed Lucifer made his way on top of them looking down at them. Lucifer’s eyes were glistening, begging for their permission, permission to feel them inside and out…

Y/N smiled deviously, grabbing the collar of his shirt, whipping him onto his back. He could barely react before Y/N was on his straddling him. Lucifer’s face turned a dark red at his, he could already feel his pants tighten up. Y/N looked down at him, their now hooded eyes looking down as his widen one, begging for more. “Stay still..” Y/N said to him before standing up. Lucifer nodded as he’s eyes never left there, until they reached for the hem of their shirt, pulling off their shirt. Lucifer’s eyes widen, “fuck..” he whispered softly. He could feel his blood rushing to his cock.

Y/N’s eyes never left his, they could see him already getting riled up. They smiled as they pulled down their pants, Y/N now stood in from of him in only their bra and panties. “Take off your shirt.” Said to him, it wasn’t a request, it was closer to a demand. Lucifer was quick to unbutton his shirt, this motions were eager. As he finished unbuttoning his shirt, throwing it in an unknown direction, Y/N made their way back to the edge of the back standing over him. They couldn’t help but notice to bulge in this pants. Y/N smiled as they got between his knees. Rubbing his bulge. Lucifer left out a breathy moan, it’s been so long since he’d last felt his with someone.

“May I?” Y/N asked as their fingers danced around the button of his pants. “Yes please..” Lucifer said in w almost beg, nodding his head. Y/N bite their lips and they were quick to undo his pants, they begin to pull his pants down, along with his boxers. As they did Lucifer’s cock sprung to life, sticking up. Y/N’s eyes lit up at the sight. He was about 8 inches and with a little bit of girth. Y/N could help but feel wet at the sight of Lucifer laying on the edge of the bed, cock hard begging to be pleased.

One of Y/N hand around the base of his cock the other was rubbing his thigh. Lucifer shivered at their touch, It was intoxicating. Before he knew it he felt their hot lips kiss this tip, already leaking with Pre-cum. Lucifer couldn’t help but moan out at it, before he could process it, Y/N took the head of his cock in their hot wet mouth.

Y/N couldn’t help but move their head down onto his cock, taking him inch by inch, tasting his sweet pre-cum. “Y/N…” Lucifer moaned out, his hand making his way down to their head, feeling their soft hair. Slowly Y/N moved their head up and down, taking every inch. Nearly every time they moved their head he left out a symphony of moans, ranging from little begs, small curses and their Y/N’s name. “Fuck Y/N!” He was moaning their name like a prayer. Y/N couldn’t help but start to feel wet, they moved their eyes up as they sped up the past, their hand stroking the base of their cock. They watched Lucifer’s face, a flushed red face, an expression of pure pleasure.

Lucifer’s once gentle hold on their H/C hair now was a desperate grip, a fist full of their hair. Lucifer couldn’t help but thrust softly into their throat, chasing that sweet release. Y/N could tell he was close to painting their throat white, before he could, Y/N removed him from their mouth with a small little ‘pop!’. Lucifer let out a moan closer to a whine, feeling the pleasure stop. The wetness in Y/N’s panties started to become unbearable. They stood up as they unclipped their bra letting it fall to the ground. As they got onto the bed removing their panties, their naked body now completely exposed to them. Lucifer’s face was flushed, cock aching for them.

Y/N slowly go onto him hovering over them. Lucifer’s hands quickly made their ways over to their waist. His claws pressed against their skin, leading to Y/N letting out a breathless moan. Y/N’s eyes met his again before slowly easing their wet pussy down this cock, they let out a moan at the foreign feeling. Y/N’s could feel themselves get stretched out, slowly but surely, every inch of Lucifer was in her wet cunt.

Lucifer looked at Y/N’s beautiful form, their flushed face and perfect body…it was all them and he loved every inch, his eyes full of want and desire. As he watched as them got comfortable to his size, his eyes found his way to their boobs, they were like a drug drawing him in. Before he could even process what he was doing he leaned up making their left nipple in his mouth, moaning and circling his tongue around it. Y/N moaned at the new feeling, it felt so good, the feeling giving her the energy to start to move.

Y/N started to move up and down Lucifer’s cock. Lucifer could help but moan softly bitting down on their breast. Y/N continued to moan and move up and down, feeling his tip hit their cervix. It felt so perfect. After keeping that pass for a while, Y/N began to speed up moving faster. Lucifer dug his nails into theirs hips. His mouth finally pulled away from their breast, seeing teeth and bite marks. His eyes were dark now, filled with Lust.

As Y/N sped up, Lucifer began to thrust into her, they both moaned at the feeling, a feeling of pure pleasure. Lucifer’s nails began to dig his nails deeper and his small thrust speeding up, Y/N knew he was close. As she moved with him, they grinder their body as-well. After a few more seconds, Lucifer came hard, filling them up. As he came he bit down into her shoulder, letting out a loud moan. Y/N moaned more feeling him bite, even after he came he didn’t stop thrusting.

Y/N moaned feeling the continuous thrust. Soon Lucifer pulled away from their shoulder. His teeth stained with blood from the deep bite on your shoulder. He wrapped his arms around their waist, Y/N’s body pressed against his own, soon Y/N’s Moans became more desperate, their body shacking…they were close. Lucifer didn’t stop. After a few more thrust between the two, Y/N came around Lucifer’s cock. Letting out a loud moan, their chest rising up and down. After Y/N orgasm, Lucifers upper half fell back onto the bed, pulling Y/N with him.

After laying their in the blissful after glow of their love making, sweat coating the two. Y/N was the first to speak up. “I think I can get used to this..” they said quietly with a soft laugh. Lucifer couldn’t help but smile at their words before kissing their head. “I think we both could..”

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[whorxology]

HI HII hope ur having an amazing day!! But I can I request Percy x reader (gn if possible plz:3) where Percy n reader get caught by Sally (after they rescue her😞) cuddling n kissing BUT Sally didn't know they were in a relationship (maybe they were just couldn't tell her since they didn't know when or couldn't since they just rescued her??). ITS OK IF U CANT/DONT WANT TO!! plz take care of urself n remember to drink water ^.^tysm!!

A/N: PLEASE YOU ARE LITERALLY SO SWEET. THIS IS SO EXCITING I LOVE GETTING REQUESTS. This is my first actual blurb so please let me know what y'all think.

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PAIRING: Percy Jackson x Reader

WARNINGS: Established Relationship, cursing, GN Reader, Possible spoilers for TLT, Kissing, OOC Percy.

W.C: 0.8K

A/N: I have not read the books only knowledge I have of Percy is from the movies, TV show, and multiple fics I have read. While writing this I have Logan Lerman Percy Jackson in mind. With that being said this is purely for fun. You are more than welcome to disagree and leave feedback.

It had been a hell of a past few hours. In less than 24 hours you, Percy, Grover, and Annabeth had managed to go to the underworld and save Sally, briefly fought Luke before Percy ultimately beat his ass, returned the lightning bolt to Zeus, and got Grover back from the underworld. 

"My god my back is killing me" You groaned as you stretched yourself out on Percy's bed. You had gotten out of a much-needed shower, the scalding hot water seeming to work miracles on your bruised skin. You smelled faintly of Vanilla and were wearing an old AC/DC tee shirt and shorts that Percy had lent you. 

Saying you were exhausted was an understatement. You missed your friends, your cabin mates, and most importantly sleep. Considering you’d been barely managing to catch 40 minutes of sleep in the past few days you’d take anything. 

"I wonder why's that," Percy said sarcastically as he slid himself up behind you. He placed his head into the crook of your neck inhaling your scent. "God you smell good," He said as his hands found their way under your shirt and onto your waist. His cold hands meet your hot skin making you shiver. 

Percy missed his mom more than shown. You wouldn’t blame him, you know if you got your mom back you’d be feeling the same as him, if not worse. Annabeth and Grover had gone back to camp while you and Percy decided to stay with his mom for the night. You would have gone back to camp with Grover and Annabeth but Percy insisted on you staying with him. 

"Can't say the same for you," You say jokingly. Percy's cold hands were poking around your waist with intent making you giggle and squirm when he poked a sensitive spot below your ribs. 

"Hey I showered," he said defensively as his poking turned into tickling. His fingers were relentless "Take it back." He said into your neck as you laughed loudly trying to get away. 

"Percy!" You whisper shouted trying to pry his hands away from your waist. You didn't want Sally to hear and get the wrong impression about you. 

"Take it back love or else I won't stop," He whispered into your ear as he pinned your wrist down with one hand. His other becoming harsher tickling your sides as if there was no tomorrow. 

"OKAY, OKAY FINE I"M SORRY, YOU SMELL AMAZING," You practically shouted as you grasped at his hands. If he kept it up you’d probably piss your pants. Finally, after what seemed like years he stopped tickling you resting his hands back on your waist. He shoved his head back into your neck.

"Percy," you said in a warning tone. He had started to kiss right below your ear. 

"Hmm?," He hummed back. The vibration tickles against your neck right below your jaw. His hands around your waist tightened, pulling your back further onto him. 

“Percy,” you whine breathlessly. Your hands reach behind you to tug on his hair. He was being an ass, placing slow kisses on the collar of your neck.  

“Who smells amaz- OH MY GOD," 

The sound of Percy's door opening was all you heard before you were on the ground. Your ass hurts from the sudden impact. 

"Oh my god sweetie are you okay," Sally said rushing to your side. Her hands grabbed yours as she pulled you off the ground. 

"Oh my god babe I'm sorry I panicked," Percy said as he grabbed your waist and pulled you back onto the bed. 

"Im fine it's okay really," You laughed as you sat on the bed leaning against Percy finding the whole situation funny. Percy was sitting on his bed awkwardly with one hand around your waist and the other rubbing the back of his neck, his face bright red while Sally's eyes were looking at him expecting answers. 

"Babe? When did this happen," Sally questioned as she leaned against the wall. She didn't look upset but rather amused. "Since a little after I got to camp," Percy said looking at his mom. He stopped rubbing his neck and instead started playing with your fingers instead. 

“Okay cool, look I get it, I understand you’re young I was young one too and I will admit I had my fair share of fun -” She was cut off by a loud groan from Percy. He threw himself back into his bed. His black hair hit his light blue pillow. 

“Oh my god, Mom please stop” He mumbled his entire face red again. You can hear the embarrassment in his voice. 

“Okay okay I’ll leave,” she said as she put her hands up with a cheeky smile on her face. “This door stays open though,” she said as she pointed at Percy, suddenly serious. 

“MOMMMMM.”

A/N: How do yall feel about the color-coded diolauge? would yall prefer it like this or as regular text?

[goreandbunnies]

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Sukuna x Reader, Toji x Reader

Summary ๋࣭ ⭑⚝"Almost six months after meeting him, I had finally managed to escape. At least that's what I thought, hidden in that alley, holding my breath and waiting for the search party to get further away from my spot. But this city was his, he had eyes everywhere. I needed to leave as far away as I could."

Warnings ๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Explicit language, sexual explicit scenes, sexual assault, drugs and alcohol, explicit violent scenes, gun violence, emotional and physical manipulation, dub-con, mentions of cults, blood and blood play, knife play.

Word count ๋࣭ ⭑⚝ 10.5k (in progress)

Dividers by @animatedglittergraphics-n-more & @cafekitsune

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Six months earlier 1.

The music was blasting through the club’s speakers as our group got inside, my friend Amy leading us all to the VIP booth she had reserved for us.

She had booked half of the fanciest, high end club in town to throw the most indecent bachelorette party humanity had ever witnessed. I didn’t know where to watch - the entire place was either shining or sparkling. Chrome, black and white all over the walls and floors, where the lights reflected on the mass of sweaty bodies dancing around us. The very long and exclusive waiting list to get in made the few people allowed in there feel privileged. Blessed.

“I can’t believe you managed to book that club, Amy,” another friend of ours gasped as she looked around as well.

“Ben is friends with the owner, when we said we wanted to plan both parties here, he offered to book it for us,” Amy replied, filled with pride. I smiled at her.

Amy had been my best friend since high school - she and I were polar opposites but somehow ended up inseparable. She was tiny, blonde, a social bee, always chatting with new people and making friends whereas I liked the quiet and the comfort of my inner circle.

I readjusted the pink “maid of honor” sash on my tight red dress and watched as Ben - the future groom - and his party arrived. They had decided to do a joint party to enjoy the lush club and I knew Amy wanted to keep an eye on Ben to make sure his cavemen friends wouldn’t hire a stripper for him.

“Hey there,” a voice said behind me, hands grazing my arms. I shivered and took a step away.

“Hey,” I gave Brad - Ben’s best friend and best man - a polite smile but took another step away from him just to be sure.

Brad and the rest of the party were in high school with us. We all grew up together. He used to bully me for being too tall, standing out in any girl group, only to hit on me constantly now that we were both adults. Except I had zero interest in the preppy looking guy in the slightest. Whenever he was around me, all I wanted was to run away.

“Looking good tonight, want me to get you something to drink?” He stepped forward to basically scream in my ear over the music. I placed a couple of fingers on his chest and kept him away.

“I’m not drinking anything you bring me,” I smiled again, this time struggling to stay polite.

“After all these years, really?” He laughed, as if it had been a fucking joke to him. “It was one time and you had so much fun,” he said as he sat heavily on the black cushioned seats.

“You fucking roofied me and I almost drowned in the pool at that frat party,” I spat at him angrily.

“Water under the bridge, baby. It’s in the past, you should move on,” he laid his arms out on the back of the seat as Ben and the rest of the guys sat next to him.

Sick of him ruining the night for me, I gave him the middle finger before heading for the VIP section of the bar where Amy was ordering shots for us girls. I dropped on a stool and sighed.

“Lemme guess, Brad?” Amy asked as she collected the shots and placed them on a tray. I nodded.

“I don’t know why Ben is still friends with that asshole,” she shook her blonde head, her curls bouncing around. “I mean everyone knows what he did and no one bats an eye cause his father is loaded,” she rolled her eyes before placing a shot in front of me and taking one for her.

Amy was the one who had driven me to the police station to press charges against Brad. She yelled at each and every officer until one sat down to take my statement. But one flick of Brad’s father's checkbook and the file disappeared into oblivion.

“As long as he doesn’t come near me, I can tolerate his presence,” I said before clinking my glass with hers and downing the shot in one gulp. Amy hummed in pleasure as she looked around before turning back to me.

“Don’t look but there’s a guy who’s totally checking you out over there,” she discreetly nodded over her shoulder. I chuckled.

“How can you tell, maybe he’s checking you out,” I made sure not to look as ordered but curiosity was getting the best of me.

“Cause of this,” she pointed at her plastic tiara with a veil, her short black dress and her “future bride” sash. She turned around again to peek and I followed her gaze to a gigantic, scary looking guy.

That man looked like every single red flag packed into a pile of muscles, bodyguard type, with a burning stare and a vertical scar on the side of his mouth. He seemed to be a couple of years older than us, early thirties, but he had nothing in common with the guys sitting a few feet away. He was violence incarnate and even from afar, standing still, arms crossed over his large chest, I could feel the anger coming off him in waves.

Amy was right, it wasn’t her he was staring at, but me. Quite openly. His stare lingered on me for a while, taking in the length of my bare legs up to the red dress I was wearing, the tattoos on my arms - my damn boobs and eventually, his eyes locked with mine. I raised an eyebrow before returning the favor and eyeing him down.

The black t-shirt he was wearing didn’t leave much room to imagination - his arms were the size of both my legs together and his chest seemed to have been molded in pure iron. When I looked at his lower body, I wasn’t surprised to find that his legs matched his arms - the thickest thighs known to man wrapped in tight black suit pants.

My eyes ran up to his broad shoulders, thick neck then up to his face, eyes dark partially hidden by slick dark hair falling in front of them. He sure did look scary, yet I couldn’t help but think he looked beautiful. The rage that vibrated off him was intoxicating.

Somehow, I got the feeling that he felt out of place, like a fish out of the water down here with the mass of bodies and loud music. The permanent frown on his face was pretty clear - he wasn’t happy to be here and he was not to be fucked with.

“Damn he looks scary,” Amy raised her eyebrows at me before a new song played, causing her to shriek like a banshee. “That’s my song! Let’s get on the dancefloor, where are the girls?”

She took my hand and dragged me away, not before I managed to give the stranger a small smile and for a second, I swore I saw the scarred corner of his lip rise.

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Ꭲꮤꮖꮪꭲꭼꭰ Ꭱꮎꮇꭺꮑꮯꭼ: Part I

Warnings/Tags: Female! Cenobite! Reader, occasional flashbacks to human Alastor and reader, possibly ooc Alastor, Reader already has a Cenobite look that will be brought up occasionally, mentions of death, torture, pain, manipulation, blood and gore. (Anything in italics during the story is a memory of their past life). Not proof read!

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“You’re joking, right?” Vaggie spoke, a hint of disbelief being evident within her voice as she stared at her girlfriend, blinking slowly. Charlie seemed confused as to why she’d say that, soon tilting her head, “what’s the issue? What’s wrong with having a meeting with a Cenobite?”

That conversation seemed to pique Alastor’s interest, who was sitting on the couch there, newspaper in hands whilst he looked over to the two females, his ever present smile seeming to widen.

“Charlie! It’s a Cenobite for goodness sake! They feel no emotion, nothing..what makes you think this one is going to help us in any way? For all I know, she could try to harm you!” she groaned slightly, pinching the bridge of her nose, clearly getting agitated by the whole ordeal. Why would the princess of hell want to be associated with those..things? Thoughts like that ran rampant within Vaggie’s mind until Charlie’s hands found leverage upon the other woman’s shoulders, “I’ll be fine Vaggie, really.” The blonde smiled brightly towards her girlfriend, soon gesturing towards Alastor with her head, “besides, I’m going to be taking him with me.”

That confused the male ever so slightly, and soon enough he disappeared into the shadows, only to reemerge behind Charlie, “I don’t recall that being ran by me!” he spoke, laughing slightly whilst tilting his head, his ears seeming to fall back on his head. Charlie blinked a bunch, looking at the male from over her shoulder before smiling once again yet laughed nervously, “well..I thought maybe you’d want to tag along?”

Alastor laughed at that, shaking his head as well but didn’t argue against it. Perhaps this could be “entertaining” for him.

~~Meanwhile at the Cenobite Realm~~

You were stood there whilst the blue light and fog seemed to swirl around, your pitch black eyes were fixated upon the opening to your realm. You were awaiting the princess of hell’s arrival, hands held directly in front of you. You were confused as to why such a being would want a meeting with one of your kind, but that didn’t matter. However, you didn’t have to wait much longer until she was there, accompanied by a demon clad in red. Oddly, you felt as if you knew this man. As if there was a strong connection between the two of you but..you couldn’t figure out what it was.

Soon enough, a chipper voice pulled you out of your thoughts as you looked towards the blonde female stood beside the male, “hello! Thank you for..actually taking the time to have this meeting with me. Um, I tried to speak with heaven to prevent the exterminations in hell and such but they just..made it come sooner.” She began explaining. How pitiful.

You simply stared at her, face and eyes devoid of all emotion as you listened to her little sob story. As she continued, you sighed, “do I look like the type of being to care about this?” you spoke with a monotone voice. Charlie felt as if your eyes were boring into her, making her shift uncomfortably before her gaze landed on Alastor. The male sighed, still smiling however before holding both hands behind his back, “what the princess is trying to say is that she’d like your help.”

You let out a cold and hollow laugh at the ridiculous idea, shaking your head before taking slow steps towards the two. Your eyes landed on Alastor momentarily, observing him..why did he seem familiar?

You had just gotten home from shopping to restock the food in the house you lived in with your husband. Your gaze shifted around, in search for the male you’d grown to love but there was no sign of him, causing you to sigh, “looks like he’s still at that radio station.” You shook your head, walking past the radio in the living room then approached the kitchen, placing your bags down on the counter there. It wasn’t too much longer before you began putting away all the things you bought then your eyes landed on the strange puzzle box you had found along the walls outside. You looked down at it, picking the cube up in your hand before turning it around as if to get a better look at it. You’d been quite the puzzle “enthusiast” since a young age and yet..you’d never seen one made like that before. Which is what piqued your interest to pick it up.

A few hours had passed and you were sat on the couch, trying to find a way to solve the puzzle box but..no combination seemed to work. Soon enough, your beloved husband came home, “darling!” he called out and it was as if you could just hear the smile he was wearing. You chuckled at that, tilting your head back over the back of the sofa and your eyes trailed to Alastor, “come look at this,” you spoke, smiling before quickly lifting your head back up so the blood wouldn’t flow straight to it and make you dizzy. What you had said seemed to intrigue the male, to which he stood behind where you were sat, hands propped upon your shoulders whilst his eyes landed on the cube you held, “may I ask what that is? Is it another one of those puzzles my dear?” he soon spoke, technically answering his own question before laughing softly.

You nodded your head in an almost enthusiastic manner, one hand soon moving to rest atop of your husbands, “it is! But..I’ve never heard of one like this before, isn’t that strange? Usually any puzzle made would be wrote down in a book. Perhaps a skipped past one..” you muttered soon after, your attention being back upon the puzzle box and a concentrated expression crossed your face. Alastor shook his head a little, tapping your shoulders shortly afterwards before removing his suit jacket, hanging it up on the rail nearby, “well..whilst you figure that out my dear, I’ll prepare some food.” You smiled at his words. In that time and day, it was mainly the women who were made to do all the housework and you were even brought up to do the same. However, your husband was quite happy to make dinner every now and again. You sighed in appreciation, you truly found someone amazing. You decided to place the cube down on the couch, standing up after doing so before walking to Alastor and wrapped your arms around his waist, “oh alas-“

You snapped out of whatever thoughts you just had, a strange emotion creeping upon you. One you didn’t know you had. Who was that man in the memory? Who was the woman? You soon shook your head, not wanting to dwell upon it before your gaze drifted back to Charlie again, “if I do help you with this little problem you seem to have, what will I get in return?” you asked, your voice still holding the monotone sound to it. It was as if you felt nothing again.

However, unknown to you, Alastor seemed to have recognised you. He knew who you were..but why didn’t you recognise him? What was going on? He frowned faintly, although his smile was still as present as ever.

Stay tuned for part two~

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Maiyuka Kurayami/ Sailor Red Spider

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:Mission:

Maiyuka is the Princess of the Red Spider Nebula, the first sailor starseed born of a new generation and destined to be the protector of a Kingdom under a century of siege. Ignored and heavy under the weight of expectation, she teleports across the galaxy to a place of sanctuary where she has a chance to meet her heroes! Sailor Moon and the Senshi take her in and teach her what it means to become a Guardian of Love and Justice… but she can’t hide forever.

The Nations of Scorpius are a tyranny bent on subduing all the insect nebulas. They know the way to crush their spirits is to enslave their senshi. When they gleefully realise the Sailor Starseed of their greatest foes is beyond the protection of her Kingdom, they are bent on capturing the Red Spider Crystal for themselves and bringing the Red Spider Nebula to its knees.

With the strength of the legendary Sol Senshi beside her, will Sailor Red Spider learn the courage to believe in herself and free her Kingdom?

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Civilian Form

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:Name & Meaning:

She was born Princess Maiyuka, of the burgeoning Kurayami royal line. Her name means Ally from the Shadows.  She never thought to change it when she reached Earth.

:Age & Birthday:

Because of different planetary cycles, she has no Earth birthday but in age and maturity she’s approximately ten earth years old. The Inners celebrate her birthday as the day she met the full team.

:Species:

Denizens spread across the planets of the Red Spider Nebula are called Akakumojin. Their appearance is biped and their silhouette could easily be mistaken as human. 

Their skin comes in a variety of grey shades from silvery ashes to dark as coal, often matched with vibrant coloured hair. Female’s hair tones range from blue to violet, while males are amber and maroon and both lighten as they age. An Akakumojin’s hair is known both for its silkiness and their ability to grow at will. Their prominent upper canine teeth give a fang-like toothiness to their smiles

They have four to eight eyes in various arrays depending on their races and when they fully mature they develop spinnerets beneath each index and middle finger.

:Appearance:

Maiyuka might be described as ten years old, small and very slender standing 120cm tall. Her skin is a silvery grey, contrasting with bright amethyst hair she keeps to chin length but with two framing locks on either side of her face. Her two sets of eyes, one set slightly smaller and below, are striking with their emerald green schlera, turquoise iris and lack of pupil. 

Her movements flit between slow and graceful like a weaving spider, and sudden and skittish like a spider fleeing out of sight!

:Human Disguise:

When taking on her human illusion she chose a peachy coloured skin but kept her amethyst hair which so many comment on its softness. Her eyes, now much more human-like, have bright emerald coloured irises flecked with turquoise sparkles but her pupil seems a shade too pale, giving her eyes a glasslike appearance. She tries to hide her nervousness behind a hopeful smile. 

After living on the streets for several weeks, the Inners banded together to get her a new wardrobe. Although shy, she loves adorable earth fashions, choosing cute plaid skirts and pastel sweaters. She’s also never seen without her favourite purse, heart shaped with a red bow and with Makoto’s help, stamped with her spider motif.

:Personality:

Desperate to fit in with her heroes, Maiyuka strives to blend in with humans. Uncertain of many of Japan’s strict customs and manners, she takes things at face value making her naive and impressionable. She is definitely a people pleaser, but it makes it harder for others to get her to open up and be honest with herself about her wants and needs.

TA Academy for girls is where Maiyuka has to sink or swim, explore and make mistakes with Rei as the only Senshi she trusts to get her through. Her uncertainty makes her shy of new things, preferring to secretly watch others so she can copy their opinions and habits. Flustered, she plays it off as ‘growing up in America’, but filling in the Akakumo equivalent which makes people even more confused!

As a girl she was never allowed to extend herself, expected more to stay true to the expectations of royalty, but battle is where she gets to let loose the powers hidden inside of her. She’s still learning and can be clumsy with misfires but she is delighted to be fighting alongside the Sailor Guardians of Sol!  

:Sexual Orientation: 

Although she hasn’t explored much, she is showing a growing curiosity in boys.  

:Likes: 

More than anything she likes spending time with the Sailor Guardians as they live their Earth lives, and they love to share. Her favourite thing is when they share her hobbies and explore Tokyo. Although she’s not very good at cooking, one of her favourite things is being a taste tester for Makoto. Her favourite is pork cutlets in applesauce and shortbread cookies-one of the only things she can make reliably, and decorating them. Not even the Girl Scouts could replicate the taste of her cookies. She has found a surprising talent however in sauces, perfectly seasoning and reducing to the perfect consistency to add a little extra to Makoto’s delicious cooking.

:Dislikes: 

More than anything, Maiyuka hates being alone. It brings back so many memories of being isolated in the palace, being ignored as a second born royalty while also never living up to her parents expectations. The reason she strives so hard to keep up with the passions of her friends is because she’s afraid of disappointing them. 

She also hates pickled broccoli, cleaning up the kitchen and others interrupting her naps.

:Hobbies: 

As much as she tried to keep up with their hobbies, the senshi noticed how she kept keeping souvenirs. They introduced her to the hobby of scrapbooking and gave her her own polaroid camera to share her memories with others.

As Maiyuka grows into being the guardian she wants, she learns how to glide using her webs to make a wingsuit. 

:Background:

The Red Spider Nebula was a Kingdom dwindling away. It had been more than 5000 years since any of its systems senshi had incarnated and looking to exploit its weakness, the Nations of Scorpius attacked! However the people of Red Spider Nebula remained determined to protect themselves, defending their kingdom generation after generation. Finally hope was born. Princess Maiyuka, second in line to the crown and the first Guardian in millenia, destined to be Sailor Red Spider when she came into her own.

As Princess Maiyuka grew, she resented her life more and more. Despite being royalty, her life was austere as her parents wanted to set an example for their war torn people. Due to her parents overprotectiveness she wasn’t allowed to engage with others her own age without strict supervision and as such they avoided her and snickered behind their hands. Her tutors were strict and cold by order, pushing her to transform. 

To escape her loneliness, Princess Maiyuka sought sanctuary in the palace libraries. Across the galaxy, she like many sailor crystal holders felt the pulse of the Silver and Golden Crystal uniting in harmony. Enamoured by their warmth and love, she spent her days reading about the magnificence of the Silver Millenium, daydreaming of being part of their stories.

Princess Maiyuka’s rigid life was interrupted when for the first time since the war began, the Nations of Scorpius penetrated the walls of Gossamer Citadel. 

As she looked on in horror from her minaret, the Scorpius armament blasted apart the outer wall, tearing into the citizenry of the capital. As soldiers walked towards the barred door of the library, gazing at the beautiful illustration of Queen Serenity, Maiyuka closed her eyes and wished… 

And woke in amongst the decimated remains of the Silver Moon Palace. Still pursued by Scorpius militia, she used the last of her fading power to teleport to Tokyo where she hid in the alleys, living off scraps and fleeing the soldiers that tracked her.  

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Relationships

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:Family: 

While they aren’t cold or cruel to their daughter, Maiyuka found it hard to be seen as their daughter and not Princess of the Red Spider Nebula and when her powers awoke, as another tool in their artillery. Their focus was maintaining the alliances that were the Kingdom’s lifeline.

Her older brother, Prince Kata leads the Spider Guard, an elite tactical force that leads forays into enemy territory to attack the Nations of Scorpius at their heart. He viewed his sister, his future Queen with frustration and disappointment because despite the great powers she harboured, was unable to wield them. 

When not ignoring her in favour of the Spider Guard, he pushed her through a rigorous training regime to Awaken the Red Spider Nebula Starseed and give their home a fighting chance. Before she fled, she and Kata had an enormous argument, calling her a selfish brat for not fulfilling her duties to her Kingdom.

:Practically Family:

Since coming to Earth, the Inners have taken her under their wing. 

She lives with Makoto who teaches her cooking and homemaking. She goes to T*A Academy for Girls with Rei who kindles her individuality while watching over her and occasionally being mistaken for her big sister.. Ami tutors her after school, encouraging her curious mind. 

Mamoru is the older brother she always wanted; warm, gentle and reassuring. Lastly Usagi and Minako are the fun loving sisters eager for her to let go of her inhibitions and enjoy her time on Earth! 

:Allies:

The Outers are more allies than friends but if the Inners trust them, Maiyuka knows she should make the effort. Hotaru and Setsuna are open to her cautiously extended hand, and even Michiru will offer her a soft word, but her most work-in-progress relationship is Haruka who innately mistrusts all Exo-Senshi from outside the Silver Millennium Alliance. 

Chibiusa is one of the few friends that Maiyuka can share the Senshi experience with, when she visits. She, Chibiusa and Hotaru occasionally hang out together.

:Friends:

Urging her to make friends, Maiyuka joins T*A Academy for Girls. While Rei still keeps an eye on her, she meets Tomoko and Fujiko, two best friends who are complete opposites but the three fit together like puzzle pieces. 

Fukiko is much more well mannered, politely correcting Maiyuka’s strange mistakes and even being a bit bossy. She collects light novels, is addicted to fantasy mmo Yuusei Phantasy and dreams of being a novelist.

Together they help bring her further out of her shell and stand by her stride against the bossy clique of Sophie Praduna.

On the special occasion when Maiyuka need to look her best, she’s always welcome at Ayakashi Beauty Salon! Every time she visits, Koan has been her cosmetologist. Hair, nails, skin, makeup Koan does it all for Maiyuka to free to repay her for saving her life

:Rivals:

On her first day, Maiyuka had the misfortune to run into Sophie Praduna, dirtying her uniform and making an enemy for life. One year older and of British-American background, her father is a diplomat and she lords it over the other girls, using money and sharp words to keep fellow students under her thumb. 

She’s actually part of Rei’s unofficial fanclub. When she sees Maiyuka with Rei, she becomes inconsolable. How on earth does the new kid know Ms. Rei better than her? Outrageous! 😡😡😡

:Love Interests:

Although she’s friends with boys like Shingo and has Mamoru as a brother-like mentor she isn’t interested in them like that just yet. She eventually meets Perle and they become close but who can say what the future brings.

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Guardian Form

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:Name: 

Sailor Red Spider

:Guardian Starseed: 

Princess Maiyuka bears the starseed of the White Dwarf star, Akiaraneolus at the centre of the Red Spider Nebula. It is one of the hottest stars of the galaxy and blows solar winds over 300 kilometres per second generating shockwaves 100 billion kilometres high. 

The very first bearer of its True Starseed, an empress who’s name was lost to time and burned bright with its magnificent power, established the great celestial barriers that keep the Kingdom safe. Her time was thousands of millenia past and her barriers are weakening permittingthe Nations of Scorpius gnaw at their fading glory.

That incandescent power pulses again within the heart of Princess Maiyuka.

:Realm of Influence:

Sailor Red Spider harnesses the power of light and shockwaves, often with spider and webbing themes.

:Guardian Animal: 

Being isolated, the Akakumojin do not have advisors but when found by Artemis, he took her under his guidance, leading her through the basics of being a Sailor Guardian. He watches over her fondly as a fatherly figures he once did Minako. 

She also rescued a little Mexican Redknee Tarantula, smaller than her palm she calls Willow. She speaks with a childlike curiosity that only Maiyuka can understand. She finds a way to be near her; hiding in her sleeves or beneath her hair.

:Allies/Team Mates: 

The Inner Sol Senshi serve as her caretakers against the cutthroats of Nations of Scorpius, they grow as her teachers allowing her to stand her ground against their best assassins and finally they help her arise as the protector of the Red Spider Nebula she was born to be.

:Sailor Tarantula:

Oldest and wisest of the Aurelian Council, she spent her entire life fighting against the Nations of Scorpion to the point she was the last left of the old guard having seen her old teammates sacrifice themselves against the might of the Nation of Scorpius. She took the fresh faced Sailor Black Widow under her care, and promised to do the same for Sailor Red Spider when she came into her own.

Unfortunately Sailor Tarantula and Sailor Black Widow were lured into an ambush. The ancient guardian forfeited her life to allow the escape of Sailor Black Widow, who has gone into hiding.

But Sailor Tarantula hasn’t forgotten her promise. Her voice whispers in Princess Maiyuka’s dream, guiding her to her destiny.

:Sailor Black Widow:

Awakening her senshi powers as Sailor Black Widow when she was sixteen. She was taken under the tutelage of the legendary Sailor Tarantula. Together they aided the many rebelling colonies of the Aurelian Council but when backed into a corner Sailor Tarantula used her full powers to obliterate the force sent against them freeing Sailor Black Widow from capture. She hasn’t been seen since.

:The Aurelian Council: 

Once a great united force for good, it represented the many insectile alien kingdoms of the Milky Way, the strongest being those of the Nebulas including; Red Spider Nebula, Tarantula, Black Widow, Shama Moth, Ant, Butterfly and Bug Nebula. 

However within the Bug Nebula of Scorpius, Chaos corrupted a nation. Like a disease it spread and the Nations of Scorpius was born, vowing to bring greatness to the Aurelian Council by any means necessary. Despite pockets of resistance, millenia after millenia, the Aurelian Nebula’s fell one after the other until only the Red Spider Nebula remained.

:Enemies:

Princess Maiyuka is a declared target by all of the Nations of Scorpius, but it is General Sasori Fukitsu who has vowed to eliminate the newly made Sailor Guardian and take her legendary Red Spider Crystal for herself. 

Although she has already taken both the Ant Crystal, Moth Crystal and the Royal Butterfly Crystal as her trophies, she feels only the enormous energy of the Akiaraneolus Starseed will crush her many rivals and eliminate all other resistance within the Aurelian Council.

Seeing it as her last chance at power, she will let nothing stand in her way even if she has to tear the crystal from Princess Maiyuka’s chest with her bare hands. She’s certainly not going to let some upstart Sol Guardians stand in her way of true power.

:Transformation Token: 

Although she spontaneously transformed the first time, she had trouble focusing powers. With the help of Luna and Artemis, they were able to transfigure her watch as a transformation token much like they did for the inner’s pens. The black face is etched with an orb of silver web and a red crystal at the centre of its silver hands. It has a protective cover embossed with the Red Spider Symbol. It also doubles as Sailor Red Spider’s communicator.

:Henshin Phrase: 

“Red Spider Power Make Up!”

:Henshin Sequence:

When the need to fight arises, Maiyuka’s human form crosses both arms above her head and taps the face of her watch causing the symbol to glow and the lid to pop open. From it spilling small glowing spider silhouettes which spill down her arms weaving their webs.

First they spin their webs between her fingers, trailing down to her gloves which glow and glitter forming her gloves. Other spiders continue down her glowing body, knitting her sailor collar and bodice. The leap from her belt, trailing silken comet tails to form her swishing red skirt. She clicks her heels and webs climb her calves to form her red boots. The camera sweeps in a spiral upwards, her lavender back bow forming from the glowing spiders and her front bow.

Finally the camera rests on her face which blinks her four eyes and a silk spider on a slender thread drops between her eyes, glows and transforms into the ruby spider at the centre of her tiara.

 She smiles, blinks coyishly and poses, ready to defend!

:Symbol:

:Guardian Challenge:

“I am the bright red spider that weaves Harmony and Peace for the future. I am Sailor Red Spider, ready to unweave corruption and distortion!”

:Guardian Fuku:

Sailor Red Spider resumes her Akakumojin appearance but camouflages herself in the Sol System fuku. Her collar, skirt and glove rolls are rich ruby red while her bows are a darker scarlet. Her ruby red with white trim is similar to Sailor Moon’s. Dangling from her ears are pendants like her symbol.

:Attacks:

Red Spider Sonic Blast!

Sailor Red Spider stands with her hands covering her face as the camera spins around her. Her hands slip down covering only her mouth. Finally it zooms in, the hands slip away, flinging wide and shouting, “Red Spider Sonic Blast” and a sonic boom blasts out in a wave of red energy knocking the enemy flying.

Stellar Web Lasso

Balling her hands together and then drawing them apart with a thick rope glowing with the red nebula like clouds, it twisted into a look. She tosses it into the air and twirls it in a circle faster and faster until Sailor Red Spider is able to cast and catch her enemy, yanking it tight and binding a singular enemy.

Astral Silk Net!

Sailor Red Spider steeples her fingers together, drawing them apart with glowing threads between them. Touching the tips of her fingers together in a complex pattern it looks like she weaves a complex cats cradle of threads which she spreads wide with her arms and and she twirls and casts it at the enemy in a sticky net to trap the enemy.

Cosmic Web Shield!

Sailor Red Spider kisses two fingers of her right hand which glow bright red. She traces a hexagon which glints with a glowing red orb shaped webs. With one push of her open palm it’s hurled in front of her, a gleaming, glowing shield that captures all that is flung into it, absorbing its energy and making it stronger with every attack.

Red Spider Nebula Radiation!

Sailor Red Spider Nebula reveals her true self as she’s emboldened and supported by her friends and family. Neo Queen Serenity, King Endymion, the Sol Guardians, Sailor Black Widow and Sailor Tarantula give the last of their strength to her as she stands before the catastrophic creature General Sasori has become. 

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Miscellaneous 

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:Inspirations:

Sailor Venus, Miles M., Tom H., Tsuyu A.

:Transformation Theme: 

Sailor Moon R transformation

 Sailor Moon R OST - Moon Crystal Power Make Up! (long version)

:Flying Theme:

Where No One Goes

:Action (younger/ current) Theme:

Something fast and upbeat like this

Larry-Boy: The Cartoon Adventures - He Is That Hero (Full, Extended Instrumental)

:Action (Older) Theme:

Something powerful/heroic like this

                           The Amazing Spider-Man 2 theme song

Red Spider Nebula Radiation Theme

Moon Spiral Heart Attack + Rainbow Moon Heartache (Music + SFX Only)

:Fanfiction: 

Cobwebs on Wattpad

:Website:

Coming Soon

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Nightfall: Chapter 9

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"Jesus Christ Y/N what the fuck happened to your neck? " Izzy remarks as you sleepily waltzed into the kitchen. He brings you close and cradles your neck so he can look closer. Deep teeth marks indent the backside of your neck and shoulder. They're red and scabbed already but hard to miss. "This? Oh-" as you begin to bullshit him, slash lazily walks into the kitchen shortly after you. Izzy darts his eyes from you to slash and back to you, putting two and two together. "Slash- did you fucking imprint on her?!" Izzy barks.

"Huh-wha-?" Slash sleepily grunts, confused. Duff walks into the kitchen with Axl. "Good Evening-"

"Slash fucking imprinted on Y/N." Izzy blurts out. Duff and Axl exchange a look and then to your neck and slash. "Christ slash... you can't fucking imprint on her! Do you understand the danger you just put her in?! The whole fucking northern clan is going to be tracking her down now!" Axl yells. Slash becomes alert and angry. "They were already tracking her, what changes?" He snapped. You touch the bite mark. "Imprinting?" You question. "It's something only morphs and werewolves do. But it sends some sort of telepathic signal or some shit to any other morph or werewolf that you were claimed. They claim you as theirs. It's like marking territory without the piss." Duff explains.

The arrangement was permanent now? It wasn't that you planned anywhere to go really, but the fact that you weren't given a real choice. This frustrated you. Very much. Owned? Territory?

Everyone got ready for a show tonight. The lair hid directly below the sunset strip, with easy access to many of the venues above. You had luckily packed a dress in your rushed escape but you pull it out only to realize how gaudy and exposed it is. You bought this dress when you first moved to the city, with some silly dreams of being some sort of club bombshell. You shook your head annoyed with yourself. This would have to do. You did what you could with what you had. Applying leftover red lipstick from your bag. The black silk mini dress hugged your curves graciously. You didn't pack heels however, and threw on your black doc martens, and draped your hair over your bite mark. What a look. What a mess.

You stepped out into the living space as the band turned to greet you. All of their eyebrows raised in shock at your outfit. All the men practically salivating at the sight of you. You blush slightly. "Is this alright?" You ask. Duff grins his devious grin and steps towards you, as does Axl and Steven. "Look at you, pretty little thing you got your claws on huh slash?" Axl says. Slash blushes but tries to hide his gaze on you. The remark the reminded you that you had been unwillingly imprinted and it makes you angry. You shoot daggers at slash. "Sure fucking seems like it." You snark. You grab your things and rush out the door with a slam. The guys all scratch their heads. Steven whistles "Whew...forgot how complicated women were...good luck with that pal." Steven jokes at slash.

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The Roxy was bustling with the usual oddball crowd. The club was packed tight. The band rumbles out through the crowd, the pure power of rock sends shockwaves through the venue. You weren't in the proper mood to enjoy the show. Instead, you sat at an enclosed sitting corner next to the bar, watching slash play from afar. You can't help but watch the way he moves on stage, mesmerizingly. You were frustrated with him and frustrated with yourself for being so attracted to him. What he was. The audacity he had to claim you permanently like that. Would you have said yes if he asked-I mean- yes. But that's besides the point.

You watch his hips gyrate with his guitar as he belts out impressive tunes. The crowd is wild for him. You soften as you watch him lose himself in the music. Music was how he survived all this time. All the pain could be fueled into guitar. It was wonderful. He seemed so happy.

You walk up to the bar to grab a drink when a random man sits next to you." One for the lady!" He buys you a drink. Free drinks, you don't decline. "Haven't seen you here before! New in town?" He asks over the loud music. "Uh- yeah just here visiting family." You lie. You feel him checking you out and it discomforts you. You enclose on yourself slightly. "You're so hot, I had to stop myself from sweeping you off your feet right then and there, been watching you all night!" He remarks boldly. Clearly drunk. "Ah..right. Well. This has been nice-" you get up and prepare to turn away, when he grabs your upper arm. "Hey baby, don't be so shy, y-" as he jolts you your hair flows off your should, revealing your large bite mark. His eyes widen and he pauses. "Shit...you like it rough don't you?" He sneers. Suddenly slash snakes an arm around you from behind. "There you are honey! Thought I lost you!" He says loudly. He towers over the man. "Thanks for the drink." He takes shot of your free drink. Wipes his mouth and flashes a grin with his fangs purposefully at the man.

The man shocks in surprise and fear at this. "Have a nice night." He utters quickly and scurries off. You shrug slashes arm off you annoyed and walk towards the hallway to the back door. "Gee thanks a bunch." You snarl. "What's your deal?" He gripes as he follows after you. "Nothing, thanks for protecting your merchandise back there." You bite. "What-is this about the bite?" He questions cluelessly. "Of course it's about the bite slash! Sorry if I'm a little upset about being eternally claimed against my will." You bark. "Against your will? " he grabs your arm forcefully. "What the fuck was all that "have me" talk then?" He throws out.

"Yes, HAVE ME, FUCK ME, NOT IMPRINT ON ME AND RENDERING ME PRISONER FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE!" You growl but calm as soon as it's out. "Listen...I didn't intend to imprint on you. It just..happened. I told you, I warned you about my lack of control with the morph. I wasn't thinking. I'm not myself fully when I'm morphed. The beast..it just takes over me and takes whatever the fuck it wants." He says shamefully. "What it wants..so it was the beast that wanted to imprint..not you." You reply disappointed. "Hey- No that's not it. I wanted to. The beast just removed my restraint to do it. I truly didn't mean to do this...Y/N I'm sorry. If you want to leave. You can. I won't stop you if that's what you want.." he says quietly.

While you wished you had a choice, time to ponder it at least, you know you would have still agreed. "I don't want to leave. I want to stay. I'm just lost is all. All of this is so..." you lean your head into his chest, defeated. Slash holds your head on him. " I know..."

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All of the headlines said "PASSION CRIME," Newlyweds, groom shot dead, Mystery man, God help the bride, She's a widow, all in red, with his red still wet... SURPRISE it's a double upload day! Here is a portrait of my newbie OC Catie putting someone on "the wedding list." She's not a ghost yet, just a very vengeful widow... ⛧☾༺🎃༻☽⛧ reblogs > likes ⛧☾༺🎃༻☽⛧

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It gets kind of dark- Aka full on rape. Please read with caution.

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"No- Shit- Stop it- Ken I really don't want- Im too tired-" Leo struggles to free himself from Kennys lazy grasp, not liking how his boyfriend was forcing his dick against Leo's ass. 

"Come on Bunny- don't you wanna give me what i want? Make me happy and love you even more?" God Kenny knew this was a sleazy thing to do but he couldn't care less. His drive was through the roof and he needed it relieved. He knew Leo was a people pleaser, always desperate to earn their praise and love. 

"I'm tired Kenny- we had sex earlier and I hurt-" Leo whines, gasping as Kenny pins him down. "Kenny please don't do this-" Leo whimpers, feeling Kenny tugging down his pants. 

"It's happened to ya before hasn't it? You can handle it if it's me."

Kenny spits into his palm and rubs it on his dick, moving Leo to his stomach. 

Leo Freezes, terrified of what his boyfriend was doing- they didn't discuss this before hand, this wasn't like their scenes- 

"Red?" Leo whimpers out, hoping that maybe Kenny was just messing with him. 

His whimpers fall onto deaf ears as Kennt forces himself inside of Leo, making the boy cry out in pain, the lack of lube making him burn. 

"Ken! No please- It hurts stop-" Leo Struggles, his flight turning into fight as he starts to struggle under the other boy, clenching himself so Kenny cant get deeper and trying to wrench his arms free. Kenny grumbles and drops his full weight onto Leo, what was a comforting thing was now a gross weight, feeling Kenny on top of him, forcing him down, a hand reaching around to Silent Leo's pleas of No. 

Leo goes limp, knowing he cant free himself from Kenny and the faster it's over, the better. He tried to block out the noises of Kennys moans, guilt rising in his chest as he felt pain turn into pleasure. Maybe he did want Sex? It did feel good and why would he feel good if- No. It can't be his fault right? He had a right to tell his boyfriend no but- 

Leo cries out as he feels Kennys cum pumping into him and the boy roughly pulling out, panting and gasping. 

"You did amazing Leo. See, you enjoyed it too." Kenny touches Leo's dick, watching the cum that was dripping from it. 

Kenny pulls Leo into a loving embrace, like he didn't just do what he did, like there was no guilt or remorse for causing the sick feeling to settle into the pit of Leo's Stomach. 

[silentheaven-sys]

TBMC Rant / Vent

Tw: Sa mention / Religion mention

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One day you wake up, your legs sore, your eyes burning red, and you think: Why is my purpose in life to be Violated?

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I was programmed to be a Housewife, or something of the sort anyways. As the old host and core of the system has vanished since my arrival, and since i was one of the last to be programmed Externally, i don’t have much memory of life before.

I was born as this and I will die as this, all my memories will be this, no past, no future, just the never ending present.

I don’t believe I can be Deprogrammed.

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I think it makes sense to establish some context:

I grew up in a strict, christian Place (won’t talk extensively for safety), surrounding my house we had around 10 churches, in particular my family was very high in the ‘society’ created there, we lived in front of the priests. I preached to younger kids, I was in the chorus, even the school life was dictated by church. We did homework all together at the community center (with the church people), we would routinely be sent to the mountains to pray etc… you probably understand the gist.

Since i can remember, we’ve always wanted to be a housewife, have 3, 4 or more children. Don’t work, dress pretty, satisfy your husband. It contrasted strongly with our sexuality and gender, which was a matter of chatter for the church.

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I think it’s something that always described us as a system, this duality, this core need to be away from the church, away from religion because we are inherently unholy, but this control they’ve instilled in us never letting us truly escape.

This duality that they even programmed in us, really.

Even now, I haven’t left fully.

I moved country, but i Haven’t left. I’m going back once every few months at least.

How can i leave?

I still want to be a housewife.

A mother.

Even if i’m a boy.

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Lord, Lamb, Box and Clock were all programmed before me. Lord having re-emerged recently (As Lamb allowed us to find a tiny sub system, no idea why yet), Lamb being our first alter, from what we can recollect, and Clock being the second. Box I can’t genuinely remember.

When I, Passerine, was programmed, the body was already older, not of much sure, but older enough to cause a different need to come from our handlers.

Lord, Lamb, Box and Clock are all aggressive, loyal, guard dogs or creators of duality. Meant to act up to cause ‘delightful’ punishment. Meant to punish others. Meant to always come back.

I was made for one job and one job only.

Housewife.

Which didn’t mean just, clean the house and pop some kids as i’ve been led to believe.

It meant my body would freeze, absolute paralysis, with the use of a single Word. It meant my tongue would be caught in my mouth it meant i couldn’t speak or move but just take it over and over again even if i was bleeding.

We had another ‘trigger’ that would instead, give us a very opposite reaction, one where we were forced to beg: to be hit, to be used.

It’s still in me, it’s still something i do, i still freeze when my partner forgets he’s not supposed to say that word, i still try to get naked when his expression sours.

I still mother him, i still clean the house, i cook, i desire children, it’s my job.

Every time he holds me, caresses my hair, and he’s reassuring me it’s okay to not enjoy sex, that we can make it all better, i can only repeat

It’s my job.

It’s my job.

And i’m never getting better.

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until 2021 i was not aware enough of who i was, what was happening.

Lamb to this day likes to lock my tongue up when he feels like his control is slipping.

When i want to say no.

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Now, after years of therapy. I can’t say it has gotten much better really

It’s still my job.


and it hurts even worse.

[firstwcman]

woman's a cat.

explain?

affectionate forehead presses and bonks.

[jasmines-library]

Blow To The Head

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WHUMPTOBER DAY 10: prompt: Blow to the head/slurred words

MASTERLIST WHUMPTOBER 2024

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The fight was relentless. The five of you had Bane trapped in an alleyway, straining to fight against him. Although he was heavily outnumbered, with the venom pumping into his veins he was nearly unstoppable. The five of you were working hard to try and sever the connection between the tubes hoping that it would weaken him enough for you to be able to detain him. But so far nothing was really going in your favours.

Tim’s bo-staff had already been snapped in two so he was now down to his fists and you were sure that Damian was going to run out of energy at any second from the way his punches lagged and his left side was slightly flagged open. But you were making do. The five of you had come up with some sort of system that seemed to be working.

Damian attacked from below as you swung down from above. Then Dick swiped from the left. As he swung, his stick sparking, Bane leaned back to dodge but in doing so was close enough for Tim to land a good blow from the right. Bane groaned, but then more enraged swiped at the three of you. You had tried to dodge it, but his large fist had knocked you back with a heavy force, which sent you flying backwards and skidding across the asphalt. Punch had hit you with such force that you collided hard with the wall with a heavy blow to the back of your head.

There were various cries of your code nade which you hardly registered. Your head swam as your vision doubled. And your ears were ringing louder than a church bell. And then you felt the hot, stick liquid seep down the back of your neck. It was warm and unsettling and you think there were more shouts of your name but you couldn’t quite tell. Spots moved before. Blue. Green. Red. They dashed from side to side as you tried to make out what was happening but you couldn’t think straight. Your head was pounding.

And then Tim’s face focused in front of you. It was worried looking and his hand came up to cup the back of your head. His frown deepened when his fingers came away sticky. And his lips were moving. But you couldn’t get yourself to focus on what he was saying.

“ -with me?” There was a tap on your face as his voice suddenly cut though your daze.

You blinked at him.

“Hey. Can you hear me? I said are you with me? Can you hear me?”

You scrunched your face up and then tried to push him away. “‘M f’ne…..” you mumbled, struggling to get up.

Tim frowned at your slurred words. “Hey. No. Sit back down, sweetheart.”

“We gotta stop Bane….” You slurred.

“We’ve got it, sweetheart. We gotta focus on you right now okay? You hit your head hard.”

“….okay……” you blinked.

Dick then came to your side and took over. He spoke to Tim. “She alright?”

Tim frowned. “She hit her head hard. It’s bleeding a fair bit and she’s definitely concussed. Her words are slurring too.”

Dick’s forehead creased. “I’ll get Damian to call medical. Jason’s already on Bane.” He said, brushing his thumb over your cheek gently. “Can you hear me, sweetheart?”

“Yeah….” You mumbled.

“Can you tell us how you’re feeling? Dizzy?”

“A little….” You slurred as your vision did somersaults.

“Alright……medical are on their way, okay? You just gotta stay awake and then we can get you patched up. It’s not too bad but you probably need to get that looked at kiddo.”

“…Kay….”

“Good girl.” Dick said, giving you a once over for anymore injures just as the sound of the medical team pulling up could be heard in the background.

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TAGS:

@hearts4robs @kingshitonly @alicedawitchbish h @hell-o-kittys @azure-drag0ness @harleycao @thewhispersofthewaves @batfamsstuff @xxrougefangxx @rosecentury @noisymutantherelol @killxz @rhiodes @inlovewhithafairytale @that-wannabe-vangoghgurl @canthavetoomuchchaos

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<- DAY NINE DAY ELEVEN ->

[prettiestgrlinthemorguexo]

could you do steb relationship Hc's (sfw or nsfw its totally up to you!!) :)

Steb relationship headcanons SFW/NSFW

I’m legit clawing at the bars of my enclosure because of final projects but I legit need to make something and I wanna do my little head canons for our favorite fish boy

I don’t proof read shit and I’m dyslexic so if there are typos…ignore it

Note- his partner is a enforcer

Warning: spoilers for all of arcane, Nsfw headcanons, mentions of fish anatomy

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SFW

𓋹 - I truly think this man is the most slightly more talkative (like 1%) with his partner in private.

𓋹 - Around people he’s still his perfect quiet self.

𓋹 - With him being quiet, his partner had learned to read him well. His little ear flickes when he’s aware.

𓋹 - What his love language? Yes.

𓋹 - It’s all the above

𓋹 - If it be leaving lunches for you, getting you little treats you’ve mentioned you love, tucking your hair away, All the lovely stuff.

𓋹 - Will always keep his partner safe, he know their capable, he never doubts that for a second, but they’re his love how could he not keep you safe.

𓋹 - Loves taking them on dates, he wants them to feel truly loved

𓋹 - He’s not one for PDA but when alone in their private chambers, his touching you in someway

𓋹 - His arms around their waist, his face buried in their neck or hair, playing with their hair. Kisses.

𓋹 - Speaking of kisses..

𓋹 - Loves to leave little kisses all over their face.

𓋹 - Kiss him once, even on the cheek, and he goes red.

𓋹 - Every enforcer ( definitely Maddie, hate her btw) loves to tease him when our blue fish turns red from even just a compliment.

NSFW

𓋹 - a concent KING

𓋹 - When a make out session gets heated or cuddling turns to little looks and hints he’ll always ask before touching anywhere private.

𓋹 - When given the go-ahead he loves to crease every inch of they’re body, their hips, thighs, chest, all of it

𓋹 - I personally think he has sharp teeth (thing like piranhas and sharks) and will leave tiny little bits (he’s not a monster, he knows better)

𓋹 - Loves pulling on their lips his a heated make out session.

𓋹 - Boys a switch (I think mainly top but he’s still both)

𓋹 - I personally think he has gills on his neck and abdomen, and they are SENSITIVE

𓋹 - Glazing fingers against them sent shivers down his spine and his whole body flushes all different shades of red.

𓋹 - Steb might be skinny but he’s far from scrawny. He’s has a muscular build (sleeper build) and he’s tall (he’s taller then Caitlyn and she’s 6 ft)

𓋹 - If he hasn’t already, he really wants to have water sex. Shower sex, bath sex, pool sex, ocean sex, any body of water he loves. Might just be is fish part talking

𓋹 - He might not be a talker but he definitely a moaner. He moans and grunts during sex. It simply can’t be help, he loves the euphoric pleasure of sex with his partner

𓋹 - His cock is something out of this world, him being a fish he’s useally flat down there but when aroused his pelvis oven to reveal his cock, it’s teal and blue with ridges. It curves up a bit, and it’s about 7 1/2 inches not to girthy.

[whorxology]

⛧☾༺♰PJO Masterlist♰༻☽⛧

Main masterlist

KEY * = Smut (R) = Requested Bold and Italicized means characters I enjoy writing for and will probably bump on my priority list if requested

❀ Luke Castellan

SFW Alphabet Restless Cabin Fun * (R)

❀ Percy Jackson (Logan Lerman)

SFW Alphabet (R) Red Handed (R)

Late update: 03/02/24 2:16 AM

[goreandbunnies]

⛧☾༒︎ 𝔇𝔢𝔳𝔬𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 ༒︎☽⛧

Sukuna x Reader, Toji x Reader

Summary ๋࣭ ⭑⚝"Almost six months after meeting him, I had finally managed to escape. At least that's what I thought, hidden in that alley, holding my breath and waiting for the search party to get further away from my spot. But this city was his, he had eyes everywhere. I needed to leave as far away as I could."

Warnings ๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Explicit language, sexual explicit scenes, sexual assault, drugs and alcohol, explicit violent scenes, gun violence, emotional and physical manipulation, dub-con, mentions of cults, blood and blood play, knife play.

Word count ๋࣭ ⭑⚝ 28k (in progress)

Dividers by @animatedglittergraphics-n-more & @cafekitsune

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 3

“Where’s Brad?” I sit up, wrapping the jacket tighter around me.

The pink haired man and his friend looked at one another and smirked. I noticed the first one didn’t have his jacket anymore and my cheeks flushed. He then stared at me, head tilted to the side.

“Why? You miss him?” He smirked. His voice was pure sensuality and devilish. “Thought we were doing you a favor,” he said as he dropped heavily on the couch next to me.

“I… Thank you,” I breathed, glancing at the ice pack on the couch.

“I was messing with you, no need to thank us,” he sat back, winking at me. “I won’t let a rapist inside my club.”

“Oh, you’re… right,” I sighed, a little relieved. “I’m friends with Ben and Amy, I’m here with them tonight,” I stuttered, unable to focus on anything but his eyes. I had never seen a pair of brown eyes that looked like that, an odd shade, almost red.

“I know,” he nodded, eyebrows raised. “You weren’t the only one staring earlier, right, Toji?” The pink haired man readjusted the rolled up sleeves of his black shirt, showing off more lines tattooed around his wrists, the blood on his knuckles had already dried.

“Right,” Toji replied stoically, leaning against the wall across from the couch. I felt cornered by two predators.

“Forgive him, he doesn’t talk much,” the man next to me smirked playfully at his friend.

“And you talk way too fucking much, Sukuna,” Toji spat back. Reading between the lines, I understood that these two went way back. Just like Amy and I. Opposites yet inseparable. Both snickered at their inside joke and I took that as my cue.

“I should go back to the party, let them know I’m okay,” I tried to stand up but both my nerves and the head injury got the best of me.

Sukuna’s strong arms were around me in a heartbeat, gently helping me back on the couch. The proximity between our two bodies instantly raised mine’s temperature, mostly because of the feel of his skin against mine. His jacket smelled good but the source of that scent itself was intoxicating.

“They know you’re here,” he reassured me, now sitting right next to me, so close I felt his breath brushing my cheek. “And you shouldn’t move. We have someone on their way to check that injury,” he grabbed the ice pack and gently replaced it at the back of my head. “Hold that for me, okay?” He smirked again, my heart missing a beat, making me wonder if he knew how to give a simple smile.

My hand cupped his hesitantly as I placed it over the ice pack, but instead of withdrawing his completely, he replaced it over mine, his gigantic palm firmly keeping both my hand and the pack in place. My cheeks warmed up as I looked away, still too conscious of Toji’s inquisitive look on me.

“You’re lucky I wasn’t busy tonight,” a woman said as she crashed into the room, breaking the ongoing tension, looking bored and annoyed already.

She was a small, elegant looking girl with bags under her eyes so dark you could’ve mistaken them for smudged makeup. Her overall look screamed casual, not detached but rather in a ‘I don’t give a fuck anymore’ way.

“We both know you have no social life other than Toji, me and the guy who sells cigarettes down your street, Shoko,” Sukuna said mockingly, readjusting the cold pouch against the back of my head, my hand still trapped under his.

“Fuck you too, Kuna,” the woman named Shoko replied as she came towards me. “I usually deal with injuries on dead people but I can make a few exceptions. What happened?” She asked, looking at both men, not at me.

“I-” I began, thinking that I was being asked. I was wrong.

“Our friend Elle here had an unfortunate encounter in the bathroom, someone knocked her against the wall and her head hit rather hard,” Sukuna chimed in, the sound of my name momentarily bringing me back to reality. Shoko shook her head.

“The girl can speak for herself, surely,” she muttered, but if the two men heard her, they didn’t comment. “Can you move over? I need to examine her,” she said clearly to Sukuna who only removed the ice pack from my head and sat back, arms splayed out as Toji kept watching us all like a hawk.

“Surely you can do it from here,” he nodded at her, not moving an inch.

I noticed her jaw tensing up ever so slightly before she turned to me and silently asked for my consent before doing her job. While she gently felt the back of my head and flashed a light in my eyes, I couldn’t help but take glances at the two men in the room with us.

Everything was surreal, why would they bother with me at all? Why not just call for an ambulance and send me away? How the fuck did they know my name? Why wasn’t I allowed some privacy as I was being asked about my symptoms? The questions kept coming as Shoko - who smelled like forbidden chemicals and tobacco - stepped away from me at last.

“You should be good to go, get some rest tonight and see your usual doctor if that headache doesn’t fade in the next twenty four hours,” she put away her flashlight and fished out a cigarette from her pocket. “Kuna, Toji,” she nodded politely before heading out, the door closing behind her reviving the tension in the room.

“I’ll call an Uber for you,” Sukuna said with a smirk, standing up to get his phone from a table nearby.

“Wait,” I raised my hand. “I’m thankful you two took care of my situation but I’m here to celebrate with my friends, I’m not leaving yet,” I frowned, feeling the headache fading already.

“You’re not going back,” Sukuna said, typing away on his phone.

“All due respect, that’s not your decision to make,” I stood my ground and stood up carefully. I snatched my sash and headed for the door.

But before I could lay a hand on the knob, an overly massive arm blocked it. I stepped back instinctively, looking up at an annoyed Toji. He towered over me like a mountain, his piercing gaze even scarier up close. Sukuna chuckled behind me.

“You heard her, she wants to go,” he said mockingly and I wondered if he ever got serious at all, that smirk seemed to be a permanent feature on his face.

Toji kept staring at me, his jaw tense and his eyes scanning mine before he eventually removed his arm from the door and even opened it for me. Somehow, I sensed the annoyance in his gesture - he was offended.

Well, so was I.

“You know you didn’t have to get rid of Brad if you were going to act like two patronizing assholes too,” I spat before strutting out, a little worried they’d come after me too.

* Half an hour later, after telling Amy many, many times that I was okay and after insisting I would sit in our booth just to be sure, I was about to give up and go home. The entire night had been exhausting and all I wanted was the comfort of my bed.

Amy and Ben were still very much awake, not showing any tiredness signs. My head was still sore but it was definitely improving. I had been sipping sparkling water, witnessing everyone around me getting drunk, including my best friend who still came around every ten minutes to make sure I wasn’t fainting. To sum it up? I was bored out of my mind. All I could think about was the two men who had saved my ass only to act like entitled assholes about it. I made sure never to look up at the damn balcony above us, but I felt like they were watching me.

My feeling only got confirmed a couple of minutes later when Ben cheered loudly out of the blue. I shrunk in my seat, trying to become invisible but the group was too close to the booth for me to ignore them. I looked up from my glass, only to see crimson eyes staring back at me as Ben hugged their owner.

Amy came to sit next to me and held my hand as Ben and Sukuna - followed closely by his massive bodyguard - joined us in the booth. I pressed Amy’s hand, a desperate attempt to make her understand my situation, but she only pressed it back and grinned happily. She was way past drunk, so I let that one slide.

“How are you feeling, Elle?” Sukuna asked, that smirk still glued to his lips. I ignored how perfect they looked and smiled politely.

“Much better, thank you,” I replied, a little too harshly. I still had no idea how he knew my name. He had probably checked the guest list Ben had given to him, or asked either of my friends earlier. Stalker. He turned to Amy.

“Your friend here refused to take an Uber earlier, even if she felt tired and had a headache from her injury,” he aimed his shot and hit the bullseye because I saw Amy’s eyes widening instantly.

“What?” She shrieked, looking at me, overly concerned. She’d make an incredible mother.

“That’s right, I offered but she insisted on staying,” Sukuna sat back and I saw his lips trembling ever so slightly. The manipulative bastard was trying not to laugh.

“Elle, it’s my party,” Amy said, a hand over her chest. “And I want you to go home to rest. I can’t have my maid of honor at the hospital for the big day,” to my horror, she turned to Sukuna and smiled at him. “Can you please call that Uber for her? I’ll pay for it if-” “No need, my dear. It’s already paid for and waiting outside,” he looked at her for a second before turning to me, all traces of sass gone from his face. This wasn’t an offer anymore. It was a threat.

“Come on, Elle, I’ll take you and you better text me when you get home,” Amy got up, no idea how given her state and gently pulled on my hand to drag me along.

“I’m fine, Amy. I can stay a little longer,” I said to my friend but she shook her head vehemently, leading me towards the stairs.

“You heard your friend, she wants you healthy for her wedding,” Sukuna stood up as well and walked Amy and I out of the VIP section.

I held onto my best friend’s hand tightly, focused on my feet as I walked downstairs. However, my safety net didn’t last long. Not ten steps down, someone called for Amy and, in her drunken haze, she promised she’d be back later.

“You can hold onto me,” Sukuna’s smirked reappeared in the club’s lights, mischievous and threatening as he offered his hand. “Toji wouldn’t mind either.”

I looked on the other side and saw the mountain standing a couple of steps above us. I smacked Sukuna’s hand away and kept heading downstairs, ignoring them both. They clearly didn’t care about my consent or my decisions, I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of being polite or even acknowledge them at all.

We passed by the lobby and I headed for the desk to grab my jacket and purse, impatient to get the Hell away from my new friends. When the clerk appeared with my belongings, the pink haired man took them from him and handed me my purse before holding out the jacket to slip it around my shoulders.

For a second, I held his gaze, defiant, wanting to rip my free will back from his greedy hands. Whatever he saw in me had him entertained, no doubts about it. But the defiance triggered that dark look I had caught a glimpse of earlier at the booth. And that look did two things to me. Scared and turned me the fuck on. Annoyed, I snatched my jacket from his hand and hurried to the front door, my heels clicking on the black, shiny tiles. The faster I’d be away from him and the quiet one, the better.

The June night was chilly still and I regretted not wearing my jacket but I wouldn’t let either of them win. I was too damn stubborn for that. A single black car was waiting by the driveway so I assumed it was the Uber and headed for it, only to be stopped by a warm and strong hand holding me back by the arm.

Sukuna spun me around, my body pressed tightly against his, one arm wrapped around my waist as his other hand gently caressed my cheek and his thumb brushed my lower lip. I was frozen, unable to move or look away from his softened gaze and the lines inked on his face. He looked mesmerized and mirroring my own fascination, he grinned and bit his lower lip.

“We’ll be seeing you soon, Elle,” he whispered, intoxicating before gently removing my hands from his chest.

Realizing I had been holding onto him this whole time, I frowned and abruptly stepped away, staring at him and Toji, both looking very amused. The annoyance took over again, leading me back to the war waiting for me.

I didn’t look at either of them as I jumped in the Mercedes, or when I slipped on my jacket at last. But as the car drove away, my curiosity got the best of me and I discreetly checked through the tinted windows, only to see both men - one with his hands in his pockets, the other with his arms crossed over his chest - staring back at the car as I headed home, away from the weirdest - and hottest encounter of my entire life.

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