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[misguidedasgardian]

Wildcats (XXXIV)

XXXIV. In the hen house

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Summary: The foxes are inside the hen house

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Zombie apocalypse AU, living dead, zombies, guts, blood, guns, kissing, longing, smut!, talks about torture, THE SANCTUARY AND EVERYTHING THAT COMES WITH IT, meaning ‘slavery’, torture, involuntary imprisonment, hard labour, work for safety, coerce into marrying, polyamorous marriage, might miss some important warnings, but you know what this is about

+18, MINORS DNI

Notes: Sorry for the delay, lost the traction on this story.

It as some sort of ritual they put him through

Daryl was never going to forget the face Negan made, the sick smile he gave him.

“That’s my soldier”, he purred. He gave Dwight a signal and he opened the door, “I told you I was going to get you a new pair of shoes, right?”, he teased, Laura entered the room, Fat Joey and a couple of others entered in tow

“Tell Frankie I want her to… attend… Daryl boy here, as his new rank implies”, Laura just smirked at him and nodded, “and tell Tanya to pull something together for him, and to Sherry”, Negan said this staring directly at Dwight, “ell, just to make him feel more comfortable”, he demanded. “Follow her, would ya?”, said Negan, Daryl looked at him one last time and decided to do it.

There was something different about Daryl now, despite the bruises of the brutal beating they gave him a couple of hours ago, he stood tall this time, his step was more sure, and he had a determined look in his eyes

A look Negan had seen in each of his men, his saviors

He smirked as he saw Daryl walk away from him

The first stop was another room, but this one seemed to be some sort of closet, where piles and piles of clothes were laid, hangers filled with pants and others with henleys, shirts, you name it. For every size and gender

“Pick some clothes savior”, Daryl actually flinched when he heard Laura call him that, but he needed to pick his battles and if it was true that Negan was going to grab you, he needed to get dressed, you couldn’t see him like that, not again.

He grabbed some jeans, a dark blue henley. and underwear, socks and a boxer. and a tank top to wear underneath. But then he remembered something.  

“Yeh, give me my vest back”, he demanded, reaching with his hand towards Dwight, who was standing by the door, he smirked as he removed his vest slowly.

“Have it cleaned”, he said to Fat Joey, which he nodded quickly and ran to accomplish his command.

“My bike too”, he said then

“It’s yours, I told you, didn’t I?”, he said, raising his hands in the air. Daryl was learning where he fit in the food chain right now, he turned and grabbed a pair of biker boots on his size, and nodded, grabbing onto the clothes against his chest.

“I’m moving people, just need two vehicles, we are grabbing a very special guest, meet me at the gate in five”, Negan’s voice boomed through the walkie talkie

Then the squadron took him to a big bathroom, in one of the superior levels.

“Please, rinse thoroughly”, mocked Laura as he let him inside. 

It was a big bathroom, all white tiles, and a big spacious shower.

Only with you in his mind he regulated the water, not really waiting until he peeled the disgusting suit out of his body, and got in. The water on his tired body felt heavenly, and merely second he looked down and saw all the dirt and grime on the floor of the shower.

He looked around and he saw… anything he could need was in there. shampoo, conditioner, soap, liquid soap, in bar, in all smells and colors, He grabbed a loofah? its that what was it called? and the most manly-smelling soap he could find and he rubbed himself raw with it. Until his skin was red.

He tried to push aside all of his dark thoughts, of all the stuff they pulled on him since they took him. How they left him naked, how they didn’t let him sleep, how they… beat him up.

He had to put it aside… for now… now he got you involved in this, so, now, he was going to have to pull in twice the work, because of any mistake, and you were the one who was going to pay for it. By now he had a pretty good guess of what Negan’s modus operandi was.

He took care of himself like he had never done before.

He shampooed his hair, he even got a bit of conditioner in there, he washed his face thoroughly, he got soap in every nook and cranny of his own body, and made sure to rinse himself too. If he was going to play at being a soldier, he needed to look like one.

There were towels waiting for him, and as he looked around the all white room he thought himself to be in some irreal situation, he couldn’t believe what was going on. 

He dried himself pretty quickly, and got dressed.

How long has it been since he had clean clothes?

He didn’t take the one the Alexandriands offered him when he got there, down the line he might grab something on that mission in DC, but it had been a while.

He got dressed pretty quickly, the clothes fit him perfectly, and then he opened the door.

“Oh my!”, mocked Laura, “who would have thought that under all that… a decent man was hiding, (y/n) is a lucky girl”, Laura eyed him up and down with a smirk on her face, Daryl only growled something incoherent.

“Next stop, follow me”, she said. 

She led them to the top levels of the factory. He knew this way, he knew where they were taking him. his grim commitive left him in the lunge of all of Negan’s wives

Sherry was there to receive him.

“You said it”, she wasn’t asking, she was accusing him, her face showing how conflicted she was. Sherry then looked behind Daryl, at Dwight

“We’ll take it from here”, she said, and in front of Laura’s amused glance, she closed the double door on their faces.

“He… threatened me with her”, he said shortly, she looked back at him, with sadness in her big brown eyes and nodded

“He tends to do that”, she said, “is she going to be… one of his wives?”, Daryl shook his head

“Nah”, he looked around and he saw all these beautiful women looking back at him with curiosity in their eyes

“No sex”, Sherry warned, and he looked back at her like she just slapped him

“I dun’…”, he denied with heated cheeks, “dun want nothin”

“We are supposed to… take care of him”, contradicted Frankie

“Not in that way”. Daryl didn’t want anything to do with these women, but they grabbed him and made him sit on a comfortable sofa. Frankie went to stand behind him, and started rubbing his shoulders, massaging his back. He flinched at her touch, he didn’t want to be touched by anybody by you, but then he decided to let her touch him, if she didn’t do her job, Negan could punish her. 

Sherry came towards him and sat in front of him

“You know how he is now”, she said, “so will have to do as he says… or else”

“He will use ‘er to make me”, he said shortly

“I’m not gonna lie, I don’t get why he let you keep… being married to her”

“We ain’t married”, he said. 

“Negan wants to play with you”, she said shortly. He only looked back at her, frowning, he kind of knew that, but still…

He didn’t want to play along, he didn’t, but when Tanya lifted a ridiculous silver top, revealing what she as a chef had prepared for him, he dove right in, not even bothering to use utensils. It was some sort of pasta with a creamy sauce. It seemed like Negan was even taunting him with you, your favorite dish. He just figured out how hungry he was, after days of being fed with nothing but dog-food sandwiches.

He felt watched, all the women on the lounge were staring at him, but he didn’t care, he drank all the beer they offered him and ate the whole thing. Licking his fingers right after.

Sherry brought him a scotch to wash it all down

“Does he do this often?”, he asked her, in a way only she could hear, “offer the lot of you like this?”

“Never”, she said, “I mean sometimes, but he is always in the room with us”, he hummed, “he doesn’t let other men touch us”

“He went to get her, didn’t he?”, she asked him

“Yeah”, she admitted. 

Laura came back to the lounge an hour later, when she made sure he had been “treated” good enough. With a nod towards Sherry, he left the room with an uneasy feeling, a shiver down his spine. 

“You are one of us now Dixon”, she said, as they got to the main floor of the factory, “which means you are on top of the food chain, you answer only to Negan”, she said looking at him, he wants you here, in the Sanctuary”

“Right”, he mumbled, as he saw the workers, a dread settled in his gut, as he saw all the people there

“They work for points, they work for us”, she said, “you want something, you write your name, you get it, got it?”, she asked, “we give them safety, they feed us”

This was more than just that, Daryl thought, this was worse than the old world order. As he saw all these people down there, and him looking at them from above.

And then he saw him, at the other side of the floor.

Negan was looking straight at him and smiling. He was flanked by Dwight and Fat Joey, Laura took him straight for him.

“There you are!”, Negan greeted, with that mocking smile on his face, “Looking sharp Daryl”, he said, “can’t wait to let you loose on my communities”, he said with a smile. And Daryl didn’t like that, not at all, and Negan could see it in his face, “but first…”, he said, pointing at him with his leather gloved hand. “...I want you to see how good I treat my men”, he started walking, and Dwight signaled him to follow suit, the four of them did.

The walk was painfully slow and long, as everyone kneeled at the sight of their leader and talked praises to him, and Negan, being the theatrical man he was, thanked and greeted each and every one of them.

Then, they stopped in front of the door that they led him that morning. 

Dwight gave him his vest back, that he put on immediately, and offered his clothes that where his before they took him, he only retrieved the red cloth he had always on the back of his pants and threw the rest on the floor, “this too”, he said, passing him his crossbow. Daryl took it without a second thought, and then Dwight passed him the little box he had hidden on his vest, the one he let Negan dissacrate.

“Now Daryl, let me tell you, I don’t like it when my saviors live in sin with their ladies, so… make an honest woman out of her would you?”, he mocked. Daryl just looked at him as he pocketed the ring on his vest again. “quickly… if I were you”, now they were back in the front of the door Negan took him in the morning

“Welcome to the rest of your life, soldier”, said Negan, as Dwight opened the door to the room.

Negan padded him on the back before he pushed him in.

There you were, sitting on the bed. Daryl’s breath got caught in his throat when he saw you, “all dolled up” for him, you were wearing a dark green tight dress that hugged your curves and some high heels 

“There you go tiger”, Negan teased, “All pretty for her man!”, he laughed, he winked at you and then they closed the door to leave the two of you alone.

You stumbled when you tried to stand up weaning those ridiculous shoes, but it didn’t matter because Daryl was right there to catch you and hugged you tightly in his arms. The hug didn’t last long, he searched your face to eat your mouth hungrily, he kissed you roughly, like he was claiming you, you tried to keep up, caressing the back of his head.

He finally released you, leaving you breathless 

“You were crying”, he said softly, caressing your cheeks with his thumbs, you tried to cover it up but you guessed you failed, as Daryl knew you too well.

“I’m sorry, I was scared”, you admitted, “they took me, I didn’t know what was going to happen”, you whispered, “Negan tends to be… unpredictable, you never know what he is going to do with you”, you looked at him wondering where the other shoe was going to drop, Negan didn’t specify much 

“Ya safe ‘ere”, he whispered, “yer with me”

“I know”, you assured him, and when you looked at his face, and around, and the way Negan spoke to him… you could only assume

“Did you…?”

“I’m one of his now”, he said, caressing your face with his thumbs

“I’m sorry”, you offered, he looked at you with shiny eyes, he looked like beaten puppy, “because of me you had to say his name, join this insanity”, you whined, he didn’t say anything, he walked towards you and grabbed you, pulling you to your feet gently, and then he grabbed your face and kissed you, fiercely, needily 

“You got nothin’ to be sorry fer”, he mumbled. And then he kissed you again, “what the hell ya wearin?”, he asked, releasing you and looking you up and down

“Negan has a very twisted sense of humor”, you mumbled, looking up at him, at his beautiful eyes, “he said that if I wanted to stay here with you, I couldn’t just be dressing like…”, he had also said that now you were the wife of one of his soldiers you needed to ‘take care of him properly’, and that included looking ‘fine’ but you didn’t want to tell him that.

“Ya’ aint in an auto shop”, he said for you, you smiled, “I’ll get ya out of it”, he promised, kissing you again, his big hands were on you in a second, grabbing you by your hips and then caressing everything in their path towards the back of your dress. Oh, he wanted to go all the way, which surprised you a bit.

“Wait”, you called, when he opened the zipper, he stopped immediately, searching your eyes

“Wanna stop?”, he asked

“No, it’s just… right now?”, you asked him, “here?”, you loved having sex with Daryl, but you had this notion that having sex in a ‘safe’ environment, where you both were comfortable, safe and in controlled privacy was the one condition that was not negotiable. 

“Yes here”, he said, and kissed you again. You gave yourself directly to him, no more doubts or questions

The cold air hit you as he released you from the dress. He lowered you down onto the bed gently then, with a soft smile on his handsome face. 

Now you were only in your underwear, but he took care of that quickly. Now you were naked, with only your heels on, and he looked down at you with such hunger it made you tremble. He was still fully clothed, but he had no intention to change that as he took himself out of his jeans. 

You whined in need, the image of him stroking himself, kneeling on the bed, looking down at you, it was just too much. You spread your legs for him, and he dove in, kissing you again roughly.

“Christening the bed of our new home already?”, you teased, and he got comfortable between your legs. He teased your entrance with his thick fingers making you whine, before he even tried to.

“Daryl”, you moaned when he pushed in the tip of his cock inside you, “fuck”, you whined.

“Tell me… yer mine”, he demanded, and even though this part of his truly… surprised you, you looked up at him to see longing in those beautiful eyes of his.

“I’m yours”, you assured him, and looking at him more, all cleaned up, made you glad, a huge contrast of what you saw yesterday. And you wondered if this was his way of… healing, of wanting to get better. Of having you, to assure him that it was all over and he was going to be fine.

You let him, as he filled you up completely, making you tremble and moan under him. 

“Daryl, I love you, I’m yours”, you confessed, you surrendered yourself completely to him. 

He fucked you roughly against the mattress, kissing you hungrily, caressing every inch of skin he could get his hands on, he made you finish twice before he found his own release, filling you with his cum and a grunt, as he looked down on you, still, fully clothed, his jeans rough against the skin of the inside of your thighs 

He used his arms at each side of your head to not crush you under his weight, as he tried to recover his breath. 

You tried to caress him, but you only found fabric instead of skin and you did not like that.

“Was I too rough?”, he asked 

“No, I’m fine”, you assured him, caressing his arms, his shoulders, trying to give him comfort. He let himself drop to the bed by your side, and the cold of the room made you tremble. He was quick to notice and grabbed a blanket from the foot of the bed and covered you with it. 

You cuddled against his side, and he surrounded your shoulders with his arm. 

“At least we are here together”, you tried, he hummed, this Daryl, was new to you, you didn't know how to play this game you had been dealt. “When all of this is over”, you said gently, “I think… we should go away”

“What ya’ mean?”, he asked

“We could find a nice cabin… near Alexandria, and we could live there, together, would you like that?”, you asked him, “just us two… in the woods… we could come back to Alexandria whenever we want…to trade, and see our family…”

“I’d like tha”, he said, caressing your back, “just us two”

“You could teach me how to hunt…”, you tried, “I could teach you… something in turn”, you giggled softly.

“I’d like ta teach ya”, he whispered against your temple, kissing it afterwards.

“I love you Daryl”, you whispered, “I’m yours”, saying it right now, ‘sober’, and not in the heat of the moment might be what he needed to hear

“And I love ya”, he assured you back, kissing the top of your head. 

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[thezombieprostitute]

I'm gonna let myself seriously indulge on this one.

Reader is Tall and Plus Size woman.

Word Count: ~1.2k

Warnings: Alcohol consumption, Language, Size shaming

Part 2

Every time you went out with your friends you felt like you were babysitting a bunch of toddlers. They would whine for another bottle, swear they weren't tired, and get angry when you suggested it was time to go home.

You're certain the only reason they ask you to go with them is because you're always the designated driver and your size could scare away some of the seedier guys trying to get with them. You know the reason you keep going out with them is to keep them safe. You'd genuinely feel awful if something happened to them the one time you said you weren't going to go out with them.

Elena had found a new dive bar for everyone to try. The place, named Snowpiercer, gave you bad vibes from the start but your friends were wanting to try to find a place the group could become regulars at. That meant every place deserved a chance.

You were actually heartened to see the motorcycles outside the bar. Bikers may have a mean reputation but they have rules, especially towards women and children. Hopefully, if your friends do something stupid, that'll save them without you having to endure another asshole calling you "a fat she-hulk" or "the ogre Fiona".

You all line up at the bar to order. As expected the place didn't have the best assortment of drinks but you'd let your friends work through that. You were just happy to find out they did serve food. You swear that greasy bar burgers are some of the best tasting in the world.

Tanya, the woman behind the bar, seemed ready for your group to become annoying, belligerent drunks. Her smile widened when you ordered a soda, telling her, "designated driver," by way of explanation.

"Well then that soda is on the house," she replied. "We like to reward people who look out for others."

"Thank you," you smile back. She yells out your food order to someone in the back named Andrew.

Everyone gets their drink and sits at the table (you can't fit into the booths with your long legs). This is the part of the outings you actually do enjoy: catching up, discussing struggles, congratulating wins. Most nights it makes the several hours of wrangling exhausted toddlers worthwhile.

As the designated driver it was also up to you to get everyone's food and drink from the bar. This was yet another safety measure since some of the places you went to were so crowded anyone else would get lost in the crowd and never return with the beer and nachos. As you thank Tanya for another round the door opens and a line of, what you assume to be, bikers pour in. Not wanting to be in their way you quickly duck back to your friends.

The last person to enter catches your eye. You're not used to seeing other people your size or bigger. He's at least as big as you, but with muscle instead of pudge, like yourself. He's got a nice beard, piercing blue eyes and a grumpy look.

As the bikers get their orders they start to fill in the tables and booths around the place and the bar really comes to life. Your initial concerns are gone and you really feel like this place could be comfortable. You're still going back and forth between Tanya and your table. Still on the lookout for the usual skeevy characters that hit on drunk women. Still trying your damnedest to not get into anyone's space.

It's only because you're on alert that you notice the big and tall guy looking your way more than once. It makes you feel more awkward than you know you are. You may be big and tall but you're surefooted, especially in crowds. You have your own gracefulness but he's making you feel like it's more ridiculous than you think.

Another couple of hours pass and your friends have fully reached the level of drunk that requires adult supervision. Some of the other patrons seem to take notice and pick up on the leering looks. Every time they get caught looking you give them your “don’t fuck with us” look. It’s pretty effective. You’re not a fighter but you can definitely look the part. 

Unfortunately, it’s not 100% effective. You come back with another round and a guy has intercepted Mason on her way back from the bathroom. You set the drinks down and walk towards them. She sees you and gives you a look that says, “please help me.” 

“She’s not interested,” you tell him. “Please leave her alone.”

He turns and looks up at you, “the fuck you know about what she wants?”

“I’m her friend,” you reply. “Please leave her alone.”

He laughs, “ain’t nobody friends with a fucking sasquatch like you!”

“Sasquatch,” you contemplate. “Not the usual I get called. I’ll give you credit for creativity. But the woman is here with me and a few friends. Leave her alone.” You grab Mason’s hand and pull her around the guy, getting her behind you. 

You can’t look away from him lest he take that as an attack of opportunity, so you miss that the big and tall guy is walking towards the both of you.

“Fucking cunt,” the guy booms. “Just tryin’ to have a little fun! Such a bitch! Can’t get laid so she doesn’t let anyone else get any!”

“Egg-head!” A deep voice booms from behind you. “Leave the ladies alone and I won’t tell Gilliam about your skimming.”

The man angrily mumbles, “yes, Curtis,” and shuffles off back to his small group.

You turn around and see that Curtis is the big and tall man who’s been watching you. “Thank you for the help,” you nod in appreciation. 

“Shouldn’t have needed to help,” he grumbles. “Curtis,” he says, holding out his hand. You shake his hand and give your name in return. His hands are strong and heavily calloused. 

He watches you go and settle the tab for your group, being incredibly polite to Tanya. You know that with Mason being scared like that, all the girls are going to go into support and comfort mode which means it’s time to go home. 

He’s been watching you all night, even when you didn’t notice. He watched you being kind to Tanya and Andrew. He watched you move gracefully between the drunkards. He watched you look after your friends. He watched you protect them. 

As he watches you drive away he motions to Edgar, “have someone follow her. I want to know everything we can about her.”

“You think she’s the one,” Edgar questions.

“Yeah,” Curtis nods. “She’s the one.”

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Part 2

[kikidewynter]

ok some thoughts for a ‘what if’ reboot:

vice kings: julius, tanya, pierce, johnny.

ben died in the 70s & julius inherited the vice kings. he was unable to walk away from such power.

pierce is tanya’s best friend, the only guy who doesn’t want something from her except friendship and respect. she’s trying to convince him they can overthrow jules.

johnny is a professional boxer beholden to the kingdom come entertainment conglomerate. they have many times covered up his crimes and arrests.

saints: angela, lin, aisha, miguel.

angela takes offence at jules’ perversion of her brother’s memory, the things he’s doing in ben’s name. worst of all, she never saw any profits for the part she played in his rise.

aisha, lin and miguel are lieutenants with their own crews.

miguel is carlos’ older brother.

brotherhood mc: maero, victor, troy.

a biker gang.

the carnales were completely wiped out in the 70s, so victor was never affiliated with them. he was good friends with maero and followed him when he started the gang.

troy is undercover for the stilwater pd.

stilwater tongs: wong, donnie, shaundi.

the saints and wong strike up an alliance to take on julius and swap members to ensure the other behaves. wong receives shaundi, a 17 year old techie who gets along with his nephew.

colombians: manuel, luz, dex.

dex is the colombians’ man on the ground in stilwater.

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Frülla/Nuke(pronounced FREE-ya)-A fire elf of roughly 28 years (considered just barely a teen by elves) who escaped enslavement by Gauvain Wealdend. The Wealdend, or “Godsend”, family is one of the most powerful noble estates of Heroic Lineage on Alterra. They boast almost complete control over the Merchant Guilds, far too much sway in the Alterran Thieves’ Guild, unchallenged rulership of the Trans-Planar Travelers’ Protectorate (or just the Protectorate…must pay them if you wanna swap dimensions) and total economic control of over 30 different worlds/realms within the Known Cosmos. Despite all this and the fact that her former owner (G’vain) is an egotistical psychopath with a fire elf-shaped chip on his shoulder (she burned his face off with everflame… meaning ANY attempt to wear a new face will result in the new face also bursting into flame and burning up in exactly the same way. So he must wear masks that don’t resemble a face or conceal himself with a hood. Everflame is also considered an Abyssal Curse, meaning eventually it will consume his whole body and he will be transmuted into a demonic spirit) she is less worried about the Wealdends than she is about Midas. Midas is the man who freed her and named her. They traveled together for some time and she grew to love him as a father, but she soon discovered (from Gaian spies who might have been lying to get her to come with them to Gaia) that the reason he wore that synthetic golden skin was because it’s the only thing that keeps him from dying of the final stages of Heretic’s Disease(or The Jester’s Plague)……and his golden skin can only be made with fire elf blood and bone marrow. She fled with them to Gaia and never looked back. After some initial culture shock, she immediately fell in love with the technological and brutally straightforward Gaians. They favored the free-spirited and the individualistic, in stark contrast to the orderly caste systems of Alterran society. Gaian heroes were all rockstars and adrenaline junkies, pirates and samurai, Lunatics and Legends. And none shone brighter than the legendary leader of the The Final Ride biker gang, Aurora Nabíí’ees (Sunrise Dance), a fire elf woman who had once rode her noble steed to the bottom of the Nine Hells and punched Asmodeus in the face and then insulted his daughter so badly in the Fiendish Tongue that she still weeps tears of everflame to this day. Then walked away. Alive. And wrote an album about her journey, which she performed live in Olden York City. The music was so lit that she literally raised the cities recently deceased, which caused a lot of legal hassle so she was promptly arrested by the UGF’s Department of Damnation. NOT BEFORE a historic duel in the city streets with DoD’s Director of Executions, Ansa Fujiwara. It was the Reaper vs. the Phoenix and they fought for three days and nights until finally they both collapsed from exhaustion and were recovered by the Department of Fates’ Tengu Informants. Nobody knows where she’s locked up, but the world is just waiting for her crew (all badasses in their own right) to finally bust her out for another wild ride through the night. Needless to say, this is Fülla’s “hero” and role model, to the great dismay of her foster mother Tanya. Step one of Frülla’s master plan of rising to the tippity top and meeting her idol: assemble a gang of badasses. What better place to start than Balthazar Gorefist’s Correctional Academy for Irredeemable Children AKA Meat Grinder Academy.

Nagao Kagetora-

[spiritusmuses]

"They call it the seven year itch." He replied and then rolled his eyes. "I'm the first guy you dated with a biker period." He countered knowing that Tanya was playing her games. When she said she was going to go shower he didn't let her go instead he turned her around and used his larger body to press her to the counter. "That's not the option I gave you, now you don't want to talk sweet to me thats fine. But baby it'll be a long time before you get my tongue running over you g-spot again. You enjoyed it last night didn't you? Your fingers running through my hair told me you did." He countered, he rolled his length against her, not fully hard but a little stiffer.

"Why seven?" She nodded, respecting his good comeback. "Okay, well. You were the first guy I fucked on a bike." Of course she'd try to get off by saying the obvious one. Archer was the first guy she dated that had a motorcycle to begin with. Biting her lip, she could feel herself getting turned on as he talked dirty. It was tempting, and would be hot. But it wouldn't be Tanya to challenge him. "I'm going to go shower." She snickered, attempting to pull away from him.

[styleofdiamandis]

INTERVIEW: MARINA ROCKS CONTENT x SUMENA, OFF-WHITE & BRONX AT THE SCHOOL OF LIFE

On April 5th, 2019 Marina joined Professor Tanya Byron for a conversation about her album “Love + Fear” at The School of Life event held in London’s Emmanuel Centre.

The Welsh beauty combined her favorite leather biker jacket with a special tee! This is the Tuff & Emotional T-Shirt (£31.50) from an exclusive collaboration between Content and Sumena Owen - a London-based illustrator and graphic designer who uses drawing as a tool to document and explore the world around her.

She matched it with Off-White black silk oversized pyjama pants which feature contrasting white piping and drawstring.

Shop:

Content x Sumena Owen “Tuff & Emotional” T-Shirt (£31.50)

I love the sneaker choice Marina went for! These colorful and silver metallic beauties are the Baisley sneakers by Bronx! Unfortunately, this style sold out a while ago.

[luckycandyphilosopher]

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Sepatu wedges hak tinngi juga menjadi pilihan bagi orang-orang yang suka bereksperimen dengan berbagai tren mode. Jika Anda bertanya-tanya bagaimana gaya sepatu wedges hak tinggi dengan cara yang berbeda, Linea mendukung Anda. Apakah Anda mencari pakaian yang chic atau menginginkan tampilan yang canggih dan terstruktur, kami dapat membantu Anda mengenakan wedges Anda dengan cara yang modis.

Ide Gaya

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[thezombieprostitute]

Hi dear! If you're doing sleepy prompts, can I please get 12. “No offense, but you look like you haven’t slept in days” with Curtis? 💜💜

You know what? I'm gonna revisit Biker Curtis for this one. I'm sure this isn't going to go how you were thinking in any way, but it technically is answering your prompt.

Word Count: ~2.2k

A/N: Reader is Tall and Plus Size female.

Warnings: Alcohol consumption, Language, Stalkerish behavior

Part 1; Part 3

Ever since you and your friends left Snowpiercer last week you swear you've felt like you've been watched. You could never identify any one actually following you, but you felt like you were on edge every time you stepped foot outside.

Despite Mason's bad interaction with one of the bikers it was agreed to try the place again. After all, one bad drunk doesn't mean the entire gang is mad. Especially after Curtis stepped in, pulling rank. The fact that a decent person was clearly in charge really helped boost the place in your friend group's eyes. Plus, you really did like the burgers.

As you arrive you feel relaxed for the first time all week. Maybe it's the fact that you're with your friends, maybe the place discourages creeps. Either way, you're happy to be able to breathe. 

Apparently your group is memorable, given how Tanya lights up when she sees you. 

“You still designated driver,” she asks you. 

“Yup,” you nod. “Now and forever.”

“Then not only is your soda on the house but so is your burger.”

“Tanya, that's too much,” you exclaim. “Andrew’s work deserves to be paid for. Those burgers are divine!”

“Don't you worry about that, Sweetie,” she shakes her head. “Also, ladies,” she addresses your group, “the owner wanted me to tell you your appetizers are all half off as an apology for what happened last week.”

You blink a few times as your friends cheer and start ordering. With your orders placed and the first round of drinks in hand you all settle in at the same table as last week. 

As the chatting and catching up starts Mason looks at you and says, “No offense, but you look like you haven't slept in days.”

“None taken,” you assure. “Just been feeling on edge all week. Like I'm being watched.”

“And you haven't seen anyone?”

“Nope. But I have been making sure to change up my routes and routines, just to be safe.”

The conversation, food and drinks continued for a while, your friends soon in high spirits, when the bikers came in. You were happy to have just sat down with the next round of drinks when they came in. You didn't have to dance around the crowd this time. 

And you got to lock eyes with Curtis when he came in. 

His deep blue eyes had definitely shown up in a few daydreams of yours. The memory of his calloused hand and gruff voice as well. You doubt he's thought any more about you since last week. You give him a smile before turning your attention back to your friends. 

Curtis is grateful that Edgar is the only person close enough to notice the hitch in his breathing when you smiled at him. He had plans in case you didn't return but here you are. And you remember him fondly enough to smile at him. He tries to return the smile and hope it looks okay. He’s not used to smiling in general but for you he’ll make the effort. Your smile doesn’t fade as you turn back to your friends so, hopefully, that meant you liked what you saw. 

Ever since last week, Curtis knew you were going to be his queen. For him that meant you’d be his partner, his equal, and deserving of the respect of your people. He’s seen you as a responsible, caring, yet fun-loving person. This past week his intel has told him you’re also incredibly alert, cautious and intelligent. A few of his men noted you could tell you were being followed and the entire week no pattern of behavior could be established. You were as smart and capable as you were caring and responsible. 

You were everything he could ever want in a queen. But as much as he wanted to make you his, he knew you weren’t likely to respond well to him declaring his desire. He had to play it slower than he liked. Thankfully some reliable intel was collected on you and he’d be able to use that to make you his. Your smile made him hopeful you were interested.

Edgar poked his ribs, “you gonna be okay, there?”

Curtis shook his head, “yeah. Yeah. Just glad she’s here.”

“Well, you did say she was the one. Clearly fate is agreeing with you,” Edgar smiles before heading to the bar to order Curtis’s usual for him.

Curtis tries his best to look at you without being obvious about it. He’s not used to being so nervous but you’re special, important, and he doesn’t want to scare you off. Social skills weren’t his forte but for you he’ll put in the effort. 

It takes several minutes but he finally sees you get up to go back to the bar. He waits a few beats before heading up there as well. He stands next to you as you order the next round for your drinks. Your height means he doesn’t have to try to make himself smaller to appear less intimidating, another social skill he wasn’t good at. Curtis knew how to keep his head down but he could never keep himself small. With you he’ll never have to. 

Tanya takes your order and turns to him, “and you want your usual, Curtis?”

“Yes, please,” he nods. You turn to face him, smiling, and he swears your smile is the prettiest he’s ever seen. 

“It’s good to see you again, Curtis,” you croon. “Thank you, again, for your help last week.”

“Yeah, well,” he grumbles, “like I said. Shouldn’t have had to help.”

“And yet, when it was needed, you helped. So thank you.” You see him blush and you swear this incredibly handsome man is only more attractive with a tinge of pink in his cheeks. 

“Well, you won’t have to worry about Egg-head tonight,” Curtis informs you, sending a glare over to the man in question. You follow Curtis’s gaze and see Egg-head shrink down into his seat. Looking back at you Curtis continues, “all the guys know you and yours are not to be pestered, no matter how drunk.”

“That’s incredibly kind of you,” you marvel. “Between you and yours keeping us safe and the owner giving us discounts on the great food, I think we’ll have to make this place our go-to.” Curtis’s eyes widen so you quickly offer, “unless it’s too much work for you. If it’s too much of a pain to keep an eye on us, we can find a different spot.”

“No, no,” Curtis stammers. “I’m just…this place isn’t usually a regular spot for anyone but bikers.”

“Will that be a problem? Are we going to have to get our own bikes or anything?”

“No,” he chuckles to cover for the shakiness in his breath at the image of you in his leather jacket. “There’s no prerequisite for becoming a regular here. Except for being nice to the staff. Right, Tanya?”

“Damn right, Curtis,” she asserts as she hands you the next round of drinks and a refill on the nachos. “So you’ve got nothing to worry about, Sweetheart. Andrew gets more compliments on his food every time you visit than an entire gang of bikers gives him in a month!”

“In my defense, it’s very good food,” you chuckle. “And while you saw my friends kinda drunk last time, you haven’t seen them go all night. You could easily say we’re too much and never let us back in.”

Tanya snorts, “if I can put up with an entire gang of bikers with this one’s help,” she points to Curtis, “I can take care of your group of gal pals with your help.”

“Oh, you’re the adult of the group as well,” you ask Curtis.

“Part and parcel with being in charge,” he nods.

“Well it’s good to know you’ll be clear headed in case any trouble comes up,” you beam. “Thanks for everything, Tanya! The way they’re going through nachos I’ll likely be back in about 10 minutes.” 

Tanya laughs as you walk back to your table, food and drinks in hand. She watches Curtis watching you move gracefully between groups to get to your table, using your height to your advantage to keep the food from bumping into others. “So when are you making your move,” she asks him.

“I…I’m working on it,” he grumbles, grabbing his drink before heading back to his table. 

Edgar watched the whole thing and congratulates Curtis on doing so well, “she was smiling, chuckling, I think she’s into you!”

“You’re just saying that because you’re my brother,” Curtis argues.

“It’s because you’re my brother that I wouldn’t say it if it weren’t true,” he counters. “But I couldn’t hear anything over the noise. What all did you talk about?”

“She and her friends are thinking of making this place their regular spot,” Curtis tells him.

“Thank fuck,” Edgar responds. “Does that mean we can call off the guys? Let her get some peace and quiet from being followed around?”

Curtis sighs and ponders. “Okay, pull them back. I’ll figure out a way to casually run into her before their next visit. In the meantime, make sure Gilliam knows his gift went a long way to keeping her around and Tanya deserves a raise or a bonus.”

“I’m pretty sure Tanya’s ‘bonus’ is having another sober adult around to help her.”

“She’s got a kid,” Curtis chides. “She needs monetary compensation more than anything.”

“Fair, fair,” Edgar placates. “Are you gonna be able to keep everyone in line while you’re watching her, though? You’ve been pretty focused on watching your giantess’s every move.”

“She’s not a giant,” Curtis hisses. 

“Fine, but you do pay a lot more attention to her than you do to your people when we’re here. That’s something that’s not going to go unnoticed by some of the more unruly members.”

Curtis nods in agreement, “lucky I’ve got you and a few other officers to help keep them in line. Anyone acts out, breaks the rules, gets made an example of. I may be a little distracted but that doesn’t mean I’m not in charge.”

“Sure thing, Boss. In the meantime, I think your gia….um, your…your girl is talking about you with her friends.”

Curtis barely manages to control the urge to look in your direction, “what makes you say that?”

“They’re all taking turns looking at you and giggling while she keeps looking embarrassed,” Edgar smiles. “I think you’ve got their approval.”

“I hope so. It’ll be an important part of getting and keeping her.”

“You’re really set on her, even though you barely know her?”

“I don’t know how to explain it, Edgar. Sometimes you see someone and you know they’re going to affect your life. The fact that it’s backed up by her having all the traits I’m looking for? And then some? The fact that I truly believe she could hold her own against any of our gang? You know I’m not one for sentimentality but it feels like fate to me.”

“If it’s fate, why don’t you just go and tell her what’s going on now?”

“Fate gives you the chance, the opportunity. You can still fuck it up.”

Edgar nods, “I still think you should just go ask her out. Sometimes a direct approach is best. Especially when she keeps glancing your way.”

“Fuck,” Curtis whispers, painfully steeling himself from immediately looking towards you. Edgar laughs at the reaction. Curtis glares at Edgar, “if this goes south, scares her away, I’m blaming you.”

“I’ll accept the blame if it’ll save everyone time and energy into your attempts at flirting,” he chuckles.

Curtis takes a few breaths to steady himself. You’re walking back to the bar, empties in hand, when he gets up to follow you. A few of his gang give him an encouraging pat on the back as he walks past them. The gang knows Curtis is a great president for their group; prefers negotiation but won’t hesitate to fight, insists others get medical attention first, makes sure they’re all taken care of. But they know flirting has never been in his skill-set so they’re happy to encourage him. 

He stands next to you at the bar as you thank Tanya and tell Andrew how much the food was enjoyed and he smiles. Sensing his presence you turn and smile wider at him. He feels unusually shy but he has to do this. “Would you, maybe, want to go out sometime? When we’re not taking care of everyone else? Just the two of us?” 

He swears he sees a sparkle in your eyes as you consider.

“I have to ask,” you start, “if I were to say ‘no’ would that mean we couldn’t come back?”

“No,” Curtis shakes his head. “There’d be no animosity, no reduced protection, nothing like that. If you’re not interested, you’re not interested.”

You hold out your hand, “can I put my number on your phone?”

Part 1; Part 3

Tagging @alicedopey and @icefrozendeadlyqueen because I promised I would! Also tagging @krirebr just in case Ask notifications are wonky.

[littlewrensx]

Tanya smirked. "Guess I should give the ring back then." She whispered. But she knew how much he loved her, even when she was nagging him for some foreplay. She knew no one was out there to hear or see them, but that didn't ease her nerves. Watching him lick his fingers cleaned, she shook her head with a small laugh. "So bossy." Tanya moved so her back was facing him, her hands gripping the handlebars. "Do I look like a biker chick, yet?" She asked, looking over her shoulder at him. Lifting her hips, she motioned for him to scoot closer. "Put it in me baby, I want to go for a ride."

He let out a low growl at his fiance pumping him in her hand. "Here I thought I was marrying a girl who could handle me. I don't want to hurt you ever baby, especially not my fiance." He smirked as she covered her mouth. "There is no one out here love, moan for me." He told her as he pulled his fingers away and made a show of licking them clean one by one. "You ready for a ride love?" He just wanted to make love to his girl on his bike and have her feel great for the ride home.

[lizzisimss]

Tanya CC List:

Body: vibrantpixels_armThicknessSlider, ANGISSI_FEMALE_LIPSPRESET_N1-12, EVOXYR - Visions eye presets, nesurii_lightitup-highlight, Networksims - Dedsec Tattoos, Simbience_HauteSkinblend, Pralinesims - UltimateEyebrowCollection_MaxisMatch, PYXIS - Miscellany2_nosemasks, Pralinesims - Freckles_N16_Maple, PS - Eyes_N157

Make-up: Dyoreos – Be Bright Blush, Dyoreos – Slay Eyeshadow, JH Cosmetics - Eyeshadow 104, JH Cosmetics - Eyeshadow 121,  dreamgirl - 3d lashes v6, Pralinesims_Nails_Female_N27_SugarMilk, Pralinesims - UltimateEyelinerCollection, Pralinesims - UltimateLipstickCollection, dfj-kellyhb5 - Lustrous Gloss, RemusSirion - eyeshadow_72-Ternata, RemusSirion - Lipstick_241-Sapogenate

Accessories: Pralinesims - UltimateEarringCollection, Pralinesims - UltimateGlassesCollection, Magnolia-C - Eilish_Earrings, Pralinesims - UltimateNecklaceCollection_Female, Pralinesims - UltimatePiercingCollection

Everyday: okruee-fauna-hair-no-bangs, [AxA]-AvrilTop_Graphics, [ d r e a m g i r l ] c a r g o_p a n t s, Madlen Kylie Sneakers

Formal: Aladdin The Simmer - Amani Hair, gorilla x3 - pajama shirt af,CLUMSYALIEN - Geneva Trousers, [RONA] Dr.Martens Wincox

Sports: okruee-fauna-hair-no-bangs, CLUMSYALIEN [NANCY HOODIE], {busra-tr} Clothes SET-73 (JOGGERS) BD286 +HQ, DarkNighTt Sims - Tekno Sneakers, [AxA]-DutchessHat

Sleep: ImVikai - Eleanor Hair, Elliesimple_fTop_KnotCroppedTank, Amelylina – Triss Pants

Party: [SIMANCHOLY] - Riley Hair, [AH00B]-KapriTop_V1, miiko-biker-shorts

Swimwear: okruee-fauna-hair-no-bangs, NitroPanic_Fila Bikini Set

Warm Weather: okruee-fauna-hair-no-bangs, serenity_af_ShortTank, [AxA]-IsabellaShorts, DarkNighTt Sims-Patreon - Tread Slick Platform High SneakersCold Weather: okuree - Cleo Hair, Dyoreos – Tika-Taka Jacket F, [AxA]-ElleJeans_Denim, Madlen Marci Boots

Cold Weather: okuree - Cleo Hair, Dyoreos – Tika-Taka Jacket F, [AxA]-ElleJeans_Denim, Madlen Marci Boots

[panlight]

honestly, both Meyer and the fandom are so weirdly mean about Lauren and Mike. They're teenaged humans and the worst Lauren does is dislike Bella. Mike's worst actions are being entitled and pursuing Bella after she's expressed disinterest. But like, Leah and Rose are WAY worse to Bella and they're (rightfully) beloved in the fandom, while Edward and Jacob literally try to control Bella's life and put her in literal danger constantly. It's so weird because none of the humans are on the same level of bad actions as the supernatural characters but they get dismissed and hated so much.

And it’s just the whole Bella-centric morality thing. Lauren is irredeemably bad because she . . . was mean to Bella in high school? The complete destruction of Bella’s life MUST include Lauren succeeding in life? That means Bella’s Happily Ever After must include Lauren’s ruin (that whole bit about Lauren being scammed by a ‘modeling agent’ and getting an extreme hair cut and losing out on a ton of money like . . . why? How does this affect Bella’s life in ANY way?).  Lauren being on “the dark side” in New Moon. . . Bella you just completely checked out of your friend group for months. I get you were going through some stuff, but friendship is a two way street and after the stunt you pulled with the bikers I don’t blame Jessica one bit for preferring to hang out with Lauren. 

And Mike! I mean . . . yeah, kid needs to learn to take no for an answer, but last I checked he wasn’t breaking into her house to watch her sleep, forcibly kissing her, threatening suicide, or breaking her truck so she couldn’t drive somewhere. In terms of behavior he’s just nowhere on the level of the actual love interest(s). And he doesn’t turn mean when he’s turned down, he’s still friendly to Bella. Edward thinking about killing him because he has some impure thoughts about Bella is so weird because like, he’s a teenage boy! He’s gonna have Thoughts! He isn’t acting on them. Asking her out, what, like 3-4 times in two years doesn’t seem like a capital offense to me. Edward, you’re the one daydreaming about murdering her to drink her blood like . . . idk man, I know you’re a vampire but that seems worse. 

Also Tanya! I don’t see it as much in the fandom these days, but in the Early Days she was pretty much loathed and made out to be this ‘scheming bitch’ always trying to get Edward “back” and break up E/B and it’s like, she literally showed up at their wedding and was perfectly nice? It doesn’t seem like her interest in Edward was even that serious! But she was often framed as like the rom-com villainous ex just because she dared to have an interest in Edward when he’s Meant To Be with Bella. 

But yeah this is a series with monsters who literally kill people to drink their blood; Bella/SM is pretty nonchalant about that but you better not have been bitchy or annoying to her in high school!