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itsjustrosee · 5 months

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hiii love, not sure if you’re taking requests for Minho (maze runner) but if you are, could you write one where shy fem reader gets caught in a situation where her shirt accidentally rips up in front of everyone in the glade (you can choose the interesting situation of how that occurs lol) and she is bare, then feels vulnerable cause the gladers start whistling and stuff but Minho immediately takes his shirt off and covers her to protect her.

She feels safe with him and he is protective of her even though they haven’t talk much as she hardly sees him cause he’s a runner- mutual pining ig 🥰. And maybe it could end in some spice hehehe

stop it this is literally such a cute prompt I squealed when I read this. And spice is my specialty so I'm glad you asked me to include that😜. I hope I've done your idea justice!! And yes I am always taking requests and looking for new things to write so honestly ask away!!

PROTECTIVE (Minho x fem!reader (one-shot))

Context: Pre Thomas, look for summary above ^

Warnings: Cursing and spice

Word count: 2.8k (sorry this one was a bit short)

! I proof read but there might still be spelling mistakes !

Being the only girl in the glade was definitely a struggle at times. Obviously Alby had set up rules and regulations for all of the other gladers to follow to try and make you feel as comfortable and welcomed in the glade as possible, but there was only so much he could do. Though no one had tried anything physical with you, you always found a way to overhear hushed conversations regarding you and your body.

However, during your time in the glade you were able to become close with Chuck, Newt, and a few other boys. You could always find yourself laughing and hanging out with them the way they did with everyone else. They never treated you differently just because you were a girl, which is what you had grown to greatly appreciate.

You had been in the glade for a little while. In fact, today had been the 4th month since your arrival, and you knew this because a new greenie ascended from the box this morning.

His reaction getting out of the box was to be expected. He gave the normal theatrics, looking like he was about to have a panic attack, asking question after question, and then actually having a panic attack. But unfortunately he was harder to calm down then most. And being keeper of the medjacks, and baring the title of, 'the caring one' around the glade, it was up to you to calm him down. You didn't mind it though, he was a really sweet kid and he didn't even look to be much older then Chuck.

"I feel bad for the poor greenie." Newt sighed before continuing. "I mean, I feel bad for everyone who has to come down here and deal with the whole 'trapped in a maze' bit, but he's just really young." Newt explained while he plucked a blade of grass from the ground and held it in his hand. You and Newt always tended to come and hang out by the garden whenever neither of you were out working. And because you were finally able to get the new guy to calm down, he was taking a nap on one of the beds in the medhut, and since the medhut had been particularly slow otherwise, you and Newt were able to talk a bit before dinner and the bonfire.

"Yeah, I get what you're saying." You say with an exhale. "It's still difficult to come to terms with this whole thing, even after being here for a few months." Newt gave you a silent nod after you said that and neither of you said anything afterwards.

Newt was always good company. Neither of you had to talk and fill the air with conversation because being silent around each other was almost comforting in a way.

The silence between the both of you had been broken though, when you both saw Minho and the rest of the runners run out of the maze and begin jogging towards you both, probably heading to the maze room. The maze doors began to close, incasing you in glade for yet another night.

As Minho passed you and Newt, he greeted both of you with a wave and continued to jog past you.

Though you have been in the glade for a bit, you and Minho had never really spoken to each other before. Your schedules definitely didn't allow for you guys to talk to each other, considering he was always in the maze and you were always in the medhut. However, there was something about him that totally drew you in, you just didn't know what it was.

"Someone has a crush, huh?" Newt said with a smirk as he turned his head to look at yours. Immediately you turned your attention back to Newt.

Shit you were totally staring at Minho just then.

"A crush? Your talking like a child right now Newt." You say with a bit of an attitude.

"Well it's not like you're denying it." Newt says with a chuckle as he begins to stand up from his sitting position on the ground.

"Oh slim it." You say while rolling your eyes and taking Newts hand as he helped you up so you can both start heading to dinner.

Both you and Newt woke up the greenie and took him to dinner, and the evening continued like any other. Everyone was welcoming of him and it was good to see him laughing and actually talking to people.

Eventually, Gally and a couple others began to set up for the bonfire, so you took the quick opportunity to freshen up in your hut. It was honestly really nice of Alby to force Gally and the other builders to make you one just so you felt like you had enough privacy.

You changed into a pair of shorts and changed out of your tank top. You put on one of your favorite/ only shirts, which was the perfect balance of baggy yet tight on you. It was going to get colder throughout the night so you wanted to have a bit more clothing on, and you also couldn't stand the idea of being in your tank top for another second. Definitely not after sweating your ass off in it the entire day.

You joined up with everyone else and soon the festivities began. Everyone, including yourself, was drinking Gally's very shity brew and of course the greenie almost puked after one sip. Needless to say, the drink was a bit of an acquired taste, but he would get used to it. Gally was playing that stupid wrestling game with the rest of the gladers and everything was going as per usual.

You had found yourself a seat on a bench next to Newt, and you allowed your back to rest on the bench, letting out a sigh as you began to relax. You sat closer to everyone else than where you would normally sit, because you were still trying to keep your eye on the greenie. Minho, Chuck, and a group of about 10 others were sat down with you on surrounding benches. Voices and jokes filled the air and your stomach began to hurt from laughing so much.

It was times like these that mattered most when you were in the glade. It reminded you that though you were all trapped here, at least you were making the best of it. Without this type of structure, you'd bet that even Alby would've gone mad by now.

"Hey I'm going to get another drink, do you mind coming with?" Newt asked me, already up out of his seat and in front of me.

"Yeah sure, I could use another glass anyways." You explained while taking his hand.

All of this would've been fine if your shirt hadn't snagged on a loose nail from the bench.

As newt pulled you up from your seat neither of you had realized what had happened until way too late, the damage was already done by that point. Your shirt wasn't made out of the best material, so the entire thing had completely ripped off of you.

So there you were. Stood in front of an enormous group of boys wearing nothing but your bra, which only provided the bare minimum amount of coverage.

Apparently the rip from your shirt was loud enough to earn the attention of everyone, even Gally's group who was stood further away from you. It took you, along with everyone else, a moment to fully comprehend the situation. And in that moment you would've been more then happy if a griever showed up and swallowed you whole. Nothing compared to the amount of embarrassment you were feeling in that moment. Especially not when you began to hear whistles and laughs from some of the boys.

By this point you had both of your hands covering your chest, and your mind was completely blank. What the hell were you even supposed to do in a situation like this? It would take you ages to live this down, and of course something like this had to happen right when you thought everyone was getting over the fact you were a girl.

Newt stood there staring at you along with everyone else in the group of people who were sitting with you. You could see a couple guys in front of you let out laugh a laugh, which only caused your eyes to well up with tears.

You had never cried in the glade. Not once. You couldn't let yourself.

You didn't cry when you arrived from the box, or even when you were ostracized for being the only girl. But still you couldn't help but feel so utterly humiliated.

Even though it had felt like you stood there on display for hours, it had only been at least five seconds since your shirt had ripped off. Before anyone else could turn their heads to look at you, Minho got up suddenly.

He took his shirt off quickly while walking over to you, and you took your arms away from your chest, allowing him to pull his shirt onto you so you were no longer stood half naked in front of anyone. You were shocked by his gesture. Out of all the people in the glade, you had never thought he would be the one to protect you like this, but you were thanking god he did.

As he stood towering over you for a couple more seconds you couldn't help but take in what he looked like shirtless. And jeez, lets just say all this running he does pays off. He looked like he had been carved out of stone by the gods. His abs looked chiseled on, and you were going absolutely feral for it. In the most respectful way possible though of course.

Half of the glade looked just as shocked as you, and the rest looked disappointed. You heard groans and curses from Gally's group, as if they were annoyed with Minho.

"Oh come on Minho, you really had to ruin it for everyone, huh?" Gally said, and it was obvious that he was already through multiple glasses of his moonshine. His snarky comment was warranted by a couple of snickers and laughs from the other boys sitting with him. Minho turned around to face him and at this point they were stood with a bit of distance between each other, but still not much. And it was safe to say that Minho looked like he was about to maul Gally.

"What did you just say?" Minho questioned, his voice dark and menacing as he began taking steps towards Gally.

"Oh what, you going to defend your girlfriend?" Gally contested while slurring and hiccupping between words, getting in Minho's face as he said it.

"She doesn't have to be my girlfriend for me to treat her like a normal shucking person, Gally." Minho said while firmly standing his ground.

It was quiet for a moment before any other response was made. You and the rest of the glade were just staring at them, and honestly you were thankful that the attention was finally off of you.

If it wasn't for Alby pulling the two boys apart, the night would've ended with someone bloody and bruised, and someone, or both of them, ending up in the pit.

Alby pushed Gally away and grabbed onto Minho's shoulder as he led Minho back over to me. "Minho take (Y/N) back to her hut and get her situated. I'll deal with Gally." Alby says, clearly annoyed with what the night had turned into.

You and Minho both silently began walking back to your hut. You wanted to thank him, you needed to thank him, but you just didn't know how you were going to. As he opened the door to your hut and both of you stepped in, he closed the door and you just stood looking at him. You were still flustered from him being, you know, without a shirt, but you had to compose yourself.

"Thank you Minho. For um- you know, giving me your shirt and stuff." You say while looking at the ground, your cheeks red from embarrassment as you painfully recall the whole situation.

"It was no problem really." Minho said as you looked back up at him.

"Yeah it's just- I don't know what I would've done without you-" And although it sounded cliché, you meant it. Your voice began to break after trying to continue, your words getting caught in your throat. Before you could compose yourself enough to say anything else, Minho brought you into his arms gently, and hugged you. His warm embrace made you feel safe and secure, and immediately your worries washed away as you hugged him harder. You buried your head into his chest and wrapped your arms around his waist and he wrapped his around yours.

You could've stayed like that for hours, but you forced your head away from his chest and looked up at him, staring deep into his eyes and he did the same. There was a thick tension in the air as you felt the temperature in your hut increase.

Minho tucked a piece of your hair back behind your ear, "I'll always be here to protect you." Minho says while giving you a genuine smile, your stomach doing somersaults as you completely folded under his gaze. As your eyes followed his for a moment longer, you noticed them glance at your lips and before you could even process it, he kissed you.

You stood there shocked and bewildered, this night had been an absolute rollercoaster of fucking emotions and you were not prepared for it once so ever.

After not reciprocating the kiss Minho pulled away, "I'm sorry I didn't mean to- I don't want it to seem like I'm taking advantage of you or something- I-" But before he could finish his sentence you kissed him back, your lips merging into his completely, as if you were two magnets that were completely drawn together naturally.

The kiss was passionate yet gentle, and you practically melted into him. You let his tongue explore the inside of your mouth and your lips worked against his in unison. For all you knew, Minho was the first boy you had ever kissed, and you were totally fine with that. You didn't even need to kiss any other boy to know that Minho did it best.

You took one of your hands and kept it on his back, caressing his muscles on his upper back. While your other hand found it's way to his nape and you began to take his hair between your fingers, tugging at them more whenever he kissed you harder.

He kept one of his hands by your waist and the other at your back, trying to bring you as close to him as he possibly could. He held you as if you were the only thing worth holding onto, and he was never willing to let you go.

You could feel the heat radiating off of Minho as he pinned you against one of the walls in your hut next to the door. You were left completely breathless once Minho pulled away, biting at your bottom lip as he then continued to kiss you down your jaw. You could feel him begin to suck at the sensitive part part of skin between your neck and collar bone, causing a small whimper to escape your mouth.

Minho continued to kiss down your collar bone and as low as your shirt's neck line would let him. You could feel his kisses become more sloppy and desperate. It was as if he couldn't wait to get his hands on more of you, and you couldn't wait to give yourself in to him.

You pushed him off and quickly took off your shirt, tossing it to the ground as Minho stared at you. He put his arms around you again and smirked as he began to kiss you, more hungrily this time.

"I'll never let anyone else in the glade see you like this again. I promise." He said between kisses. The sincerity in his voice was prominent.

You could tell that all of what Minho had said was true. If any other boy tried to touch you, or even look at you in the wrong way, he would be there to protect you.

In that moment you had realized that no one would be able to make you feel the way Minho made you feel. He satisfied all of your desires and he fulfilled you in ways you didn't even know were possible. You were everything he wanted, and he was everything you wanted. But more importantly, he made you feel safe, like as long as you were in his arms he would never let anything bad happen to you.

Then suddenly, there was a nock on the door. Then it swung open abruptly.

"Hey um (Y/N), I really wanted to apologize for earlier-" But before Gally could say anything else, he turned his head and saw you and Minho, half naked and pressed against each other.

"Oh shuck- I didn't mean to- I'll leave now." And with that, he was out of the door as quickly as he entered it.

ok guys heres another!! I really hoped that yall liked it. I had quite the fun time writing this and I think it turned out pretty well!

btw I'm going to start working on pt.2 to stranded, and I should have it finished relatively soon, but I've never written smut before so that's going to be quite interesting. But seriously thank you to everyone who wrote nice things under that post you have no idea how much it means to me ❤️❤️

#the maze runner #tmr #minho tmr x reader #minho the maze runner #minho tmr #x reader #tmr fandom #tmr fanfic #minho fic

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amuseoffyre · 10 months

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Stede's progression of realising how bad things became is so quietly done through s2. Especially since the start point is him knowing Ed marooned his crew.

Plus, despite what everyone seems to think about him, Stede knows a lot more about Ed's past actions than they seem to realise. He knows about Ed's dad (something no one else knows), he knows about the burning ships and the toe-cutting and the skinning.

He just is... coming at it from the wrong angle at the start of the season.

"he's just letting off some steam" - it's still all just pirating activity, if a lot more intense than usual

"why would he [kill me]?" - Stede still not grasping how much he meant to Ed and how much damage his departure did

"I'm afraid your life is better without me" - and also still of the belief he will always and only be a last choice

"Ed pushed you? Why would he do that?" - the realisation that the stuff that happened to his crew was because of him

"I hurt Ed so much he pushed you off the ship" - not just realising it, but acknowledging it and recalibrating his perspective to see that not only did Ed actually genuinely care for him as much as he did for Ed, but that in leaving him behind, he's sent Ed on a downward spiral.

"I think I hurt him pretty bad" - again, acknowledging he did a wrong and determined to fix it

"I'm not ready to believe [that the time he spent with me is the best it's ever going to get for him] - the conviction that Ed can and does deserve to have some more of the happiness he craved when he just wanted "to be Edward"

his entire interrogation of the Break-up Boat crew, knowing full well that they're all lying but not able to get a clear answer

It speaks measures that he goes from thinking "Ed wouldn't want to kill me because he probably didn't even notice I was gone" to piecing together all the pieces of evidence and realising how truly shattered Ed is. It's a slow, steady realisation and in that confrontation with Izzy in the cabin, it has all crystalised into the knowledge that "he was going to watch the world burn or die trying".

He always knew what Ed was capable of, even if the crew thought he didn't or was being foolish and naive about it. "It feels pretty complicated. It feels bad", he admits when he knows how badly Ed hurt them, especially when he now believes it's all his fault.

"I let him down and I'm the cause of a lot of this", he says, so everything he does after that is in the name of trying to make things right. He does right by the crew, he negotiates with Zheng for their release, and even after he finds out they killed Ed, he still works to save them all, because he knows they don't deserve to die for saving themselves.

And then when Ed comes back, he agrees to let the crew decide Ed's fate - they voted him out (and I'm so curious about who voted how because Izzy's vote was the decider) but Stede said he would ask the crew if he could come back as well and clearly, they allowed it.

He spends so much of the rest of the season trying to undo all the damage he believed he had done, both with the crew and with Ed himself, even if he may or may not be very good at it. He tries and continues to try to make amends and I like him very much for it.

#ofmd #ofmd meta #stede bonnet

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makemeadoll · 4 months

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✨Files Shared with Me!✨

I've been trying all videos sent to me by the friendly people of Tumblrville! 💖

I thought it might be a good idea to share them here so I don't lose them and also to help others find awesome stuff 💕

I'll be updating this list with files shared and also found by myself slow and steady, so we can all enjoy and share our thoughts! (Or mindless babbles hehe) #hypno files

I will mention those who shared or produced the files only if they explicitly share them on their blogs, or ask me to mention them privately (because privacy is now an important thing and we must play fair! ✨)

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Lovely Anon #2:

You Are Blank - Hypnosis Experience

• Makemeadoll Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Simply amazing! So soothing, and it does only what it says. It makes you BLANK. I don't even know if I was asleep or traveled to another dimension hehe

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Lovely Anon #1:

Compliance Loop 2.0

• Makemeadoll Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️½

Not a fan of B.S. and this one uses triggers from it. I felt good and it never mentions her, but it talks about "feeling like a bad girl" and I'm not into being punished, so of course I don't want my own mind making me feel bad for not doing something i'm not comfortable with.

Here to Obey - Miss Trancy

• Makemeadoll Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️½

It gave me the chills a little bit because I want to stay away from the B.S. world and this one sounded like those files right away, but I think it's fine. She's never mentioned in it.

30 Minute Mind Control Marathon: Can You Survive It?

• Makemeadoll Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Lovely but is meant to be listened while sitting down and I like laying down more so I couldn't follow a part of the video the first time.

Brainwashing Training Loop

• Makemeadoll Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

I found this one on their blog. SO good! Well, it's just a lot of mantras we see all around hypno stuff... and it gets the job done! Got me so floaty and easy to drop after 😵‍💫 (listened while writing this, and after it stopped I still heard it in my head until I noticed I had closed it already!)

Daily Trance Loop

• Makemeadoll Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

OMG so soothing, so lovely, so simple and well made! Nothing complicated only listen and let mind be blank! 💖

Hypnosis: TRANCE TOY TRAINING

• Makemeadoll Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Caught my attention, dropped me so hard, I followed along mindlessly and the trigger made me almost burst! No words. Fav. 💖✨

[M4A] Pretty Doll in Bliss [Dollification] [IQ Reduction] [Obedience Training] [Mind Blanking] [Subliminals] [Binaural] [Mind Fuck] [Hypnosis] [Triggers] [Arousal]

• Makemeadoll Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️½

I liked it and I felt so good! Reinforcing my good doll triggers (even writing it got me hehe). I just don't like that it associates being doll with being stupid... 💔

Surrender

• Makemeadoll Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️½

Umm Tiffa struggled with the theme because it's all about slavery and I'm not a slave I'm a doll, but if you're into that the file is lovely and I was drippy and relaxed and heavy and obedient hehe, I just couldn't remember the new mantras cause I'm not a slave and they're very specific

Hypnosis: Spiral Pocket

• Makemeadoll Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️

I'm almost sure these files are Bambi files with "Bambi" swapped to "Toy" and also has themes of slavery in the background. The more my mind notices it the less they work on me. I couldn't even finish this one 🥺 but if you're into it, go ahead! 💕

Hypnosis, Binaural Beats, Subliminal Affirmations: Pleasure Slave Reinforcement

• Makemeadoll Rating: 🥺

Umm I cannot add a review because Doll is scared of slave files cause I am a doll not a slave hehe, but I'm sure it's great! I trust him a lot and gives me awesome files 🥰 Maybe try it and tell me what rating to give it by the public!

Doll Transformation Hypnosis (RAGDOLL///FREEZE///COMMADS)

• Makemeadoll Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Nice video! Thought I wasn't deep but then realized I really was! Hehe. It asks you to get up and pose and move and change outfit and comment and stuff so be prepared being seated and in your room hehe.

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@secretlytranced 💖:

Rain and Relaxing Wetness ;)

• Makemeadoll Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

She's lovely and amazing and she shares these files all made by herself on her blog. This one got me to mindlessly play with my tits while working 🤭

Be a Good Girl

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Homework 🤭

Sumbission

• Makemeadoll Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Makes me sooo suggestible and it gets lost sooo good as background noise that now when it rains I remember the conditioning thinking it's playing 💕

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Me!:

Mistress Calia's Click Trigger Erotic Hypnosis [F4A]

• Makemeadoll Rating ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Makes me feel good and it's the first file I found and listened to and it made me have a crazy hypno dream and basically started my journey with files 💖

[F4A] A New Video by Your Favorite Hypno YouTuber: Obedience Training [Hypnosis] [Brainwashing] [ASMR]

• Makemeadoll Rating ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ (+?)

I listened to this with a LOT of background noise, but I still managed to focus and suddenly I was out like a light. It's about "choosing" to become obedient, and even though I didn't like that much the way she spoke, I confess it WORKED.

{{Hypnosis}} Good Girl Trigger [Hypnosis] [Trigger] [Effects] [File For Females] [Obedient Effect]

• Makemeadoll Rating ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

I think this one is very effective, but doesn't feel like it will be hehe. It's a hidden gem :)

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(There are more but I need to find them again first ☝️)

#make me a doll #hypno files #hypnosis #hypno toy #hypno sub #hypnose #brain drain #hypnotized #brainless #brain washing #brainwashing #brainwash

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baronessvonglitter · 3 months

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if love be rough with you, be rough with love | chapter 11 | "if it hurts, that means it's working"

Dave York x f!Reader

Word count: 2,566

Summary: scared that Carol will catch on to you and Dave, you create a little white lie that brings out Dave's darker side.

WARNINGS: 18+ Only! Mature and Explicit, fingering, squirting, pet name (‘sweetpea, silly girl’), mention of breast fucking, anal sex/fingering, use of sex toys, fake relationship, jealousy, verbal threats, coercion, gaslighting, slight harm done to reader (he grabs her jaw), emotional bullying, brief flashback of childhood abuse/trauma, lotta red flags here, auralism, masturbation. If I’ve left anything out please let me know.

Author’s Note: The week I’ve had!!! (Hurricane Beryl was quite the bitch.) I’m just glad to be able to post this 💗 This particular chapter gets pretty dark (read the tags above) so if you’re not in a great headspace to read, please don’t.

For help in leaving real life abusive relationships, please contact the National Domestic Violence Hotline 800-799-7233 Abuse is never love.

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“Quiet, sweetpea.." Dave warns, a growl in your ear. One of his hands gently muffles your mouth while the other fingers your slickness, three of his fingers filling you up. Your legs are over his shoulders, effectively pinning you down to your bed. You whimper beneath his palm as yet another magnificent surge rolls through you and you tremble, eyes rolling back in your head as you come, and a spray of liquid shoots out, surprising you.

"I guess the third time's the charm," Dave grins, slowing his fingers as you finish your orgasm. "I knew you were a squirter. And look, you've drenched me. I'm still in my work clothes, silly girl." He loves calling you 'silly' these days, it's a somewhat appropriate nickname for when you're around Carol and the girls, something that won't attract too much attention.

His come from earlier is drying on your chest and neck from where he titty-fucked you just moments ago, getting you alone as soon as his daughters were asleep. Carol's away from the house, visiting her sister, and you two are taking advantage of the momentary freedom.

“You're such a bad girl for getting me all wet. But I think you know how to make it up to me.." Dave removes his fingers from your pussy and gently rubs the ring of your asshole, causing you to gasp but you don't pull away. "Easy, sweetpea," he murmurs, easing his finger inside. Automatically you clench around him. “There’s a good girl..” he whispers.

There’s a part of you that balks at this, that shies away from the deviance of this act, but there's a baser part of you that desires what Dave desires above all things. He could cut you just to watch you bleed and you would get off on it.

He glides one of your dildos, a bright purple one that you bought as a dare, into your pussy, watching you open and stretch around it while he continues to finger your asshole. You moan his name as he begins to thrust the dildo into you, using teasingly slow strokes at first then roughly, the way he would do it with his own cock. When your moans grow too loud he grabs the panties he'd ripped off of you just moments ago and stuffs them in your mouth, stifling your sounds. You come again, your juices coating the dildo, and before your spasm is over you feel the toy at your ass, replacing Dave's fingers.

“Nod if this is okay, and shake your head if it isn't," he tells you. You don't even hesitate before nodding. He smiles at your enthusiasm. "I've got to get my silly girl ready for me.. I've been waiting forever to fuck her ass like she promised me." You whimper, your ass automatically trying to keep your exit just that, an exit. "Breathe," Dave reminds you. "Look at me and breathe, relax." He's always gentle with you at first, testing your boundaries, right before his animalistic sides comes out and you join him in his unrestraint.

You feel the toy slide in, little by little, already wet and warmed from being in your pussy. "Look how well you're taking it," Dave praises. "So eager to have something in that tight little ass of yours, aren't you?" You nod, heat rushing throughout your body as your cunt clenches in vain around emptiness. "Don't worry, I'm gonna give you everything you want," he rumbles.

“I want you," you mumble through the makeshift gag. "Inside my ass. Now."

Dave's eyes darken as he gently removes the gag. "You're sure?"

“Yes," you tell him with sincerity.

"Spread your legs for me. I want to see all of you."

You do as you're told, and he takes a moment to savor the sight of you before he strips from the waist down, then you feel a warm glob of his saliva on your puckered hole, then another teasing finger before you finally feel the thick head of his cock slowly making its way inside you. Your hands grip the bedsheets as inch by inch he settles in your ass. "Fuck," he growls. You're unable to make a sound except a broken gasp as your heart beats madly within your chest. "Breathe," he commands. "Eyes on me.."

It nearly takes his breath away to see your eyes go big and wide, your breath coming in short gasps as he picks up the pace, grabbing your ass as he controls the thrusting. "My girl loves this, doesn't she? Loves to let me do whatever I want with any part of her."

“Yes! Yes please!" you try to control the volume of your voice, but he's so deep, filling you so full and it feels even better than you ever imagined.

"Fuck," he growls when you clench down around him. "Turn over for me like a good girl. Scream into the pillow if you have to."

Once again you're situated, face down, ass up, and Dave takes control. The smacking of your skin is unmistakable as is the creaking of your bedsprings. You fill your pillow with your moans and muffled gasps as he rams into you, grabbing your cheeks tight to watch as he moves in and out of you while you rapidly finger your clit. "Dave!" you whisper his name desperately. "I'm coming!"

He replies something unintelligible, pulling your hips against his in a frenzy and this time you're not able to keep so quiet. A loud wail emanates from your lips as you come hard, and at the same time you feel the warm gush of his come. You're both breathing heavily as he extricates himself from you.

“Does Carol ever let you fuck her like that?" you ask, simply out of curiosity.

He glances at you as he pulls his pants back on, and it's almost a glare. His first instinct is to warn you never to ask about his wife, but he sees the candor of your expression, the flush of your cheeks in the afterglow of what you've just shared. "Never," he answers. "She thinks it's dirty. She's very.. traditional."

"Vanilla."

He shrugs. "Yeah. Vanilla." There's a moment where his real feelings are shown, and he lets a bit of his guard down when he says, "I wish she were more like you."

You know better than to criticize his wife and the mother of his children, though deep down you know you could do better if you were in her place.

The next night Dave comes home early, as you're helping the girls with homework. "Hello, Mr. York," you greet him with a simple smile. The girls run to hug their dad and you wish you could hug him too. He chitchats with the girls a moment while you look on, pretending for a moment that this is your family..

"Dinner smells good," he smiles at you as the girls get back to their homework.

“I made a roast chicken with rosemary and vegetables," you tell him once he's settled in, jacket and briefcase put away, work off his mind. "The girls helped with dinner." It's not easy to pretend there's nothing going on between you. His lingering glances down your body, probably remembering the night before, are hard to miss, and you pour him some bourbon before dinner, letting him see you take a quick sip from his glass before handing it to him. There's so much said in the words you don't say out loud.

You hear Carol's car in the driveway, a sound you've trained yourself to listen for. "Girls, please set the table for your mother."

There's a rosiness in your cheeks as you dine with the Yorks, something you've done a hundred times. No matter what you think of you can't make your blush go away. You manage to act normally, even smiling at a little joke Dave tells. You're distracted, and Carol catches on.

“Are you all right, dear? You're flushed. I hope you're not coming down with something," she says with concern.

A part of you is touched by her concern. "I'm fine, I'm fine," you assure her. "I guess my head has been in the clouds lately.. I've actually started seeing someone at school."

"Oh, that's wonderful news!" Carol beams. "You must really like him."

“I do," you glance from her to Dave and back again. "I just.. I see you and Mr. York so happy, and I want that for myself one day."

Carol's smile is warm. "I hope you find what Dave and I have one day.. and I hope this young man is that person for you."

"What's his name?" Dave asks bluntly, hand tightening on his knife as he cuts into his meal.

“Yes, we want all the details," Carol insists.

"Josh," you answer, giving the name of a guy who's been hitting on you since the semester started but who's never really stood a chance with you. "I think you'd both like him."

Dave's expression is blank but you can sense the wheels turning in his brain. Meanwhile Carol's excitement for your new "relationship" is palpable.

“Maybe a double date is in our future," you follow up, testing the waters, seeing how far your little white lie can fly. "I'll clean up after dinner so you and Mr. York can have coffee," you offer.

"I'll do it," Carol waves you away. "You relax, maybe call that boyfriend of yours." She smiles as she begins to clear the plates away. Molly and Alice go upstairs to play.

Dave's already waiting for you in the living room, the lights dimmed as a police procedural show is on tv. "Who's Josh?" he asks, barely audible over the television.

"My fake boyfriend that I'm using as a cover up for us fucking," you reply with a straight face.

"Clever move." He sips yet another bourbon, his expression stony. "If I thought for a moment you were actually involved with this Josh person, I'd have to kill him."

You shake your head. "Jesus, Dave. Be nice." You elbow him playfully.

"If you were ever to cheat on me, with Josh or anyone else.. their blood would be on your hands, not mine."

Everything stops. You stare at Dave. This is the most serious that matters have been between you. You know about his work for the government, his past in the military, but you've never felt him to be dangerous until now.

Seeing your expression change so dramatically he takes your face in both his hands. "You know I'd never hurt you," he whispers. "There are some other parts of my life, things I can't tell you yet.. I know you'll understand when the time comes." When you don't reply he applies just enough pressure to make you worry. "Say it. Say you know I'd never hurt you."

It's too much like something your father would do, guilt you into loving him. Make himself look sorrowful for all the bad he'd done and swear it wasn't on purpose, tell you his love for you was special, one of a kind. This is too much like one of those moments. But you repeat the words, because you're good at doing what you're told. "I know you would never hurt me, Dave.."

He smiles, all the severity gone from his features. "Good. With that, there is one thing you can never do." He pauses and takes a deep breath. "You can never, ever leave me. If you do, I'll do things you can't imagine." He smiles again and gives you a kiss on the forehead. "Never leave me, my girl."

You shake your head eagerly, eyes wide. "I won't.."

His fingertip traces your lips, circling them with a softness that belies the coldness in his eyes. "I'm going to be with Carol tonight. You're right, we need to throw her off the scent." He's doing this to get back at you, in a way, for creating your lie about having a love interest. "Are you going to be a good girl and wait for me after?"

A cold stab of fear, of jealousy, enters your heart, twists your stomach. "Dave, you're being cruel.."

"I'm being practical," he corrects you, removing his touch from you. "Obviously I'm not going to force you, but if you leave your bedroom door unlocked tonight I'll take that as a nice, warm welcome from you."

"You're an asshole," you mutter, leaving the room. But after putting the girls to bed and having some time alone, you leave your door unlocked.

It's late when you hear Carol and Dave in their room, and you press your ear to the wall, your headboard sharing the same wall as theirs.

"I don't know about you, my love, but today has been really long," you hear Carol say.

"I think I might just have the remedy for that," Dave's deep voice is heard.

Your heart pounds so hard but you can't not listen. You hold your breath, excited and anxious in a depraved kind of way. It feels wrong. Then again, Dave belongs to you, so in a way you have every right to listen in. You did it plenty of times before you starting fucking him.

They're quiet, and you assume they're kissing and embracing. Carol giggles and it goes quiet again. The bed rustles. They're practically next to you. "Carol.. my god.." Dave groans, and your stomach turns. You keep listening as your fingers wander down beneath your panties to slowly finger your clit, even as tears form in your eyes. You hear what Dave's saying to Carol: words of praise, of desire, of lust. Soon you hear both of them moaning, their headboard lightly thumping against the wall. He's soft with her, softer than he's ever been with you. That's the difference between a wife and a mistress. Jealousy ties a knot around your heart, squeezing until your tears run free.

The headboard stops and there's more of Carol's giggling, which soon turn into moans. She's trying to be quiet, likely because she knows you're right here next door, but Dave's good at what he does, and eventually she can't hold back, moaning his name, gasping, panting.

Your heart hurts. Your stomach hurts. But this is the reality you're grounded in. This is how it's supposed to be: a man with his wife, not a husband and the younger, naive au pair.

The bed shakes again, harder this time, and both Dave and Carol's moans combine in a rhythm that you'd like to forget. Your fingers don't neglect their work, dipping inside your drenched pussy while your thumb circles your oversensitive clit. It's ironic, poetic, comical, and just plain fucked up that you come when both of them do, hand clasped over your mouth just as Dave does to you. By now it's a Pavlovian response. A hand over your mouth gets you wet, all thanks to him.

Afterwards, they murmur, sharing secrets that married couples do, giving over the intimacies of their heart. Or maybe you're romanticizing it just to make yourself feel worse, to push the knife further into your heart. You cry yourself to sleep. You're going to look terrible in the morning, not that anyone cares how you look anyway.

That night, Dave doesn't come to your room.

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marymary-diva17 · 1 year

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New way of life

Jake x reader x Neytiri

Since the return of the RDA life has never been the same the sully family and the omatacayia clan, and same went with many other navi and clans here on Pandora. As lives were lost during the night of great fires and many lives had been changed since then, as the old way of life was something of the past. After the fires the sully family was never the same, the once happy nature we all held for dear was not that much as your mates and everyone in the clan changed that night and you couldn't blame them. Saying goodbye to old way of life made way for a new way of life.

Y/n " Tuk slow be careful" you and tuk were walking around the village, since the fires you had started helping mo'at and her healers more when it came to injured and sick members of the clan.

Tuk " yes mama" tuk was playing still be a child like all the other navi kids around her age, still finding some happiness in their lives after everything had changed.

Human women " tuk" tuk had walked under a leaf that two navi and human women were trying to work on, and so something when tuk had interrupted them.

y/n " I'm so sorry everyone" you soon caught up tp tuk and soon guided her back home.

tuk " mama can I go play"

y/n " yes you can little one but stay close to home for me"

tuk " yes mama" you soon placed down your basket of herbs down in the home looking at spider and Kiri.

kiri " hey mom welcome home"

y/n " hello sweetie"

spider " hey auntie y/n"

y/n " hello kiddo it seems like you have been busy today" kiri was repainting spider blue strips.

kiri " yes we got done helping grandmother and came to hangout here and redo spider paint" kiri had become mo'at student a long time ago, but it seems like mo'at was teaching her more stuff then before she had done in the past. Spider was allow to come as well thinking he will be helpful here and as a warrior.

y/n " good I'm happy to see you two are still having fun"

kiri " mama are you okay"

y/n " I'm fine my sweet girl noting is the mater just wonder about your dad and mom along with your brothers, they went out on raid today and I have a bad feeling"

kiri " Mama everything will be fine lo'ak and neteyam have been doing all their training to be on this mission with dad and mom"

y/n " you are right my daughter"

spider " they will be fine auntie my dads are there as well for help, so everyone will come home safe"

y/n " thank you spider that make me feel better" You were about to crouch down and started organizing the herbs, when the horn had blown signaling the return of the party.

Tuk " mama kiri and spider the war party is back come on come on, let go see them come on"

spider " we are coming kiddo we are coming"

kiri " let go see them" soon all three kids had taken off running towards the arrival of the party, you soon walked after them and you couldn't wait to see your kids and mates again.

Jake " Fall in now" you herd Jake yelling and soon saw the boy lined up in front of him as Jake and neytiri looked at them.

Jake " you job was simple you were supposed to be spotters that mean watching put for bogeys, and calling them from the distance"

y/n " boys" you soon got a closer look at the boys and saw they were hurt but neteyam looked worst off then his baby brother.

y/n " what happened"

Jake " your foolish son thought it will good to disobey me and head towards the ground, causing his brother to follow him and get hurt look what he has done to neteyam"

y/n " Neteyam"

Neteyam " I'm okay mama" soon kiri, spider, and tuk shown themselves as they were looking over the two boys.

y/n " my sons"

Jake " kiri and y/n stop I'm speaking to them"

kiri " 'm checking on my brother"

Jake " kiri baby girl go see your grandmother and help her take tuk and spider with you"

kiri " dad"

neytiri " kiri mind your father" the three kids soon walked off leaving the couple and two teens behind.

Jake " why cant you do anything right lo'ak look what you have done you have gotten many people injured all because you wanted to help, your brother and many other could to been killed look around boy" you had seen some injured navi making their way to mo'at and the healers.

neytiri " foolish move"

lo'ak " I was juts trying to help I saw a open and thought I could help ..."

Jake " you failed at that"

y/n " Jake please ..."

Jake " no I'm speaking to them nothing you say will change my view"

neytiri " Jake your son is bleeding"

Jake " go get check out by your grandmother" neytiri soon took neteyam and walked off, giving you and lo'ak a glare before she was gone.

Jake " do you understand your actions boy or do you fail to see you could of gotten you brother killed"

lo'ak " I'm sorry sir I didn't mean it"

Jake " you are ground no flying for a month as punishment you will see to the ikrans all of them"

y/n " Jake"

Jake " no an go wash that mess off your face" you and Jake had looked at each other before he walked away completely leaving you and lo'ak together.

y/n " my son"

lo'ak " I'm going to get cleaned up mom" lo'ak didnt say anything esle as he soon walked off with his head hang low, he was getting glares some the clan members and you were getting the same treatment as well.

later that night

y/n " you are two hard on them Jake" you saw Jake and neytiri together soon making your way over to them.

Jake " I'm their fatehr it my duty"

y/n " don't you see how much you scold lo'ak more then the other kids, even over the smallest of things"

neytiri " the boy broke rules and nearly endangered others"

y/n " he didn't mean it"

neytiri " you were not there you are never out there we are"

y/n " ......."

neytiri " ma y/n ....."

y/n " the boys look up to you Jake they want you to see them and want your love"

Jake " I know but until lo'ak can started acting right I don't know what I;m going to do with him"

y/n " love him like you love all our kids"

Jake " I do love them and I thought we lost them" you soon looked at Jake and frown went on your face, you soon grabbed you his hand and neytiri hand.

y/n " our family will be safe and the love we have will never be destroyed"

neytiri " thank you ma y/n"

y/n " now come home it been a long time since we had dinner together, and maybe we can have some time together" soon Jake and neytiri had let go of your hand and looked at each other.

Jake " we cant I and neytiri have some stuff to do so we might not be home for dinner"

y/n "you both need rest my loves and be with our family"

neytiri " y/n we don't have time for this please just leave it be, we will see you tonight"

y/n " I just want us to be the family we have always been"

Jake " y/n times have changed so please let it go you are causing a scene here" you too. noticed others were watching and whispering under their breathing all eyes seem to be on you, you soon looked at your mates.

y/n " I'm sorry I will see you all later tonight I will take care of the children"

Jake "good and deal with the boy of yours as well"

y/n " yes I love you two" you had looked back to hope to get back I love you as well, but it seemed like either Jake and neytiri heard you as they were close together talking and holding each other. That the moment you didn't say anything else as you walked away from them, you had collect all the other kids and brought them home you soon went to find lo'ak.

y/n " there you are my boy dinner is almost ready you most be hunger after a long day"

lo'ak " I will be home soon mama"

y/n " talk with kiddo"

lo'ak " I feel like a failure mom I can never do anything the way the clan wants me to do, I always seem to disappoint dad and mom"

y/n " you are not a failure my son and you are not disappointing anyone"

lo'ak " loom what happen today I got my brother hurt and everyone else hurt as I was trying to help, and now look everyone hates me even more and brought you shame"

y/n " ma lo'ak look at me has your brother said he is mad at you"

lo'ak " no"

y/n. " don't pay attention to what other have to say my son you will never bring me shame, you are my son my pride and joy ... I know there is some favoritism right now with your dad and mom but I love you and your siblings and I love how you are living your life it make me happy and proud"

lo'ak " really"

y/n " yes it good you are finding your own style of being navi and I don't want you to ever stop doing that, do you hear me"

lo'ak " yes mom"

y/n " good now come one lets head home dinner will be ready by now and you are done with your work" lo'ak nodded his head and soon walked off with you, he was happy now and your words made him feel better.

lo'ak " mom is everything good between you, dad, and mom" you soon stopped walking and look at lo'ak and soon smiled at him.

y/n " everything is fine sweetie they are just busy and very stressed out at the moment, but we are fine I still love them and they still love me"

lo'ak " mom"

y/n " you and your siblings don't need to fear everything will be fine our family will be fine, the love we have for each other is strong and will never break" you really wanted to believe what you saying but you were feeling like you are losing Jake and Neytiri. You still love them and always show them that you love them but it felt like there was some major distance between you and them. Deep down you are praying to eywa that she will send a miracle and help to save your people and your family from the darkness and sadness that had fallen upon everyone.Unknown to you this marriage and your family that you held so deer will soon be challenged and soon see things will never be the same again. There will be happiness and sorrow that will soon plague your family and your life.

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broz0neglitters · 6 months

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Dating Clay ˚ ༘♡ 📗⋆｡ ˚ ❀

Warning: Smut/NSFW!

⚠️(Also I will be using words like dick,cock and Other stuff so if you're uncomfortable with those words you click away once you finish reading dating clay part I don’t know any other word for those again this blog/headcanon is for mature audience so yeah just giving you all a heads up!) ⚠️

Anyway, This is my first Smut I'll include the dating part, too as well before we get to the spicy part I hope you guys enjoy this, and please excuse any mistake I have made

-Also, I don't know the difference between Smut and NSFW. I'm assuming they are the same thing; gosh, I'm so dumb-

Dating Clay: •~•°.🐢

-Since he's a licensed CPA, He will rarely have time for you but he'll still make an effort to spend time with you -You guys first date is basically sitting around watching him do his work and talking most of the time is completely quiet b/c he's working -Your 2nd date will be more like a mini picnic, but of course, Viva interrupts you two; you tell her that you and Clay were in the middle of a date, and she apologizes and leaves and won't do it again unless it is a real emergency -He isn't a big PDA Guy. He will link arms/pinky with you, but sooner enough, he'll even let you hold his hands, even just a kiss on the cheek he rather have PDA In private cause he's a serious boy Clay -When you're sad/angry he would usally avoid making eye contact with you and he would leave you alone until you're ready to vent to him -When you vent to him he will take notes to make sure he doesn't trigger you or upset you ever again

-He will be fun boy clay when his brother aren’t around or in private -he will sing you all of his part in brozone and give you a mini concert -you even wore his romper sweater that one time b/c you want to match with him he will think you look silly but he thinks you look very cute -That dude can bake you anything you like from cake to cookie you name it -He's not a big sweet tooth kinda guy but he will definitely have some milkshake or sweet with you because it makes you happy

-He will definitely take you to his sad book club when he crys he will be hugging you super tight while you pat his hair -He's a super tall troll so do expect him to put his arm or hand on your hair and he will definitely asked you "How's the weather down there?" -He's over protective of you he will stand close to you at all cost to the point the trolls mistaken clay as your bodyguard -He's not big on nickname that's a different story *wink wink* but the only nickname he has for you is babe or short stuff

-He too shy to say "I love you." to you but the ways he shows it is hugs and kisses privately but overtime his shynesses goes e away and he says it with full confidence

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(Okay now onto the spicy Part again I've mention I'll mention some uncomfortable words but I'll try to find a different way to say it anyways again this is 18+ so DNI If you're a minor click away after you read dating clay part or just click away in general I'll do a non-Smut version!)

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Clay Smut/NSFW: 💚💐💋

-He will take it slow on your first time -During the first time he will dry hump you which makes you turn on -He likes touching your lady part when you're doing dishes etc he even attempted to rub it to see you moan or see if you can keep a straight face -he once rubs your lady part while you were cutting vegetables you almost cut yourself because you couldn't hold it in because of how good it felt when he was fingering you... -He likes it when you beg for him -He's big on nickname once it comes to sex He'll called you Sexy,Baby,Mama and Bitch (He dosen't mean it as a bad way it just his thing when you guys do the deeds) -He will go to town on you like literally he's a rough fucker -His cock is thin and long -when putting his cock into your lady parts he will say thing like "Stay still.. I'm almost done" "mm.. u Feel good ma" etc. -While he's fucking you he will make you moan out his name no matter what he isn't worry if anyone could hear you moan his name he wants everyone to know who his little bitch is when going to town on you

"What's my name mamas?" "Say it louder, say it you mean it moan out my name babygirl.","I can't hear you let me hear you beautiful."

-He loves it when you suck him off -He loves cockwarming so do expect him to ask you to cockwarm espically when he's working -He will most likey fuck you in front of john dory cuz that amazon box ass hole was telling clay that he couldn't go to town on you so clay will prove it to John dory -He's a rough finger fucker he will finger you really roughly but he goes slow on your first time -Usually clay will dominate you during sex but he'll let you dominate him sometimes -He will leaves a bunch of hickeys on your thighs and lady parts

-He will cum all over your hot body,mouth,face he will even cum inside you if you let him his cum is super thick

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Anyways I hope you enjoyed my first clay smut anyways I'll do more clay smut soon eventually anyways this was just a introduction anyways I hope I did well 🤭

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starryredpandawrites · 3 months

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The newest bendy bites be absolutely peak I’m all the more for it (I would love to rant forever about this but sadly sleep is needed for a brain to function so this will do)

First of - first Aid

The transition between food in the cycle and how it works for healing… (besides Henry… is not like this for some reason, he literally just has a passive constant healing effect in Batim it’s never acknowledged nor questioned even then Dark revival speaificly set up, idk if it will be the same in The Cage, admittedly kinda doubt it but it would be just an extra layer of fucked if Joey designed Henry to heal form his injuries at a rapid enough pace where he can get hurt, heal back up, and get hurt again without “dying”) gigantic rant aside. It’s unclear if the Ink demon can even get hurt physically enough for the sake of needing food to survive - or simply based of the fact he’s a gigantic ink monster that’s also a living breathing being that gets hungry and needs to eat a lot just to keep himself vigilant and perhaps not as “mindless” (cus like… he can’t starve to death, surely and sadly the Keepers would have found that out quickly) like say Batim pre “evolving”

It’s sadly not a topic that’s explored even then getting consumed is perma death in the cycle by itself (Inky, the widow king, Shipohoy Wilson & Steve respectively I belive to be the only ones we know can achieve this in DR)

My gibberish aside- Inky & Bendy would know that getting hurt in the cycle you’d need like a nice snack of a whole meal just to recover. Audery having fallen and scrapped up her knee on her way home from work and bleeding isn’t gonna magically fix itself in the real world. And that may very well take a good few attempts to really stick, yet even the cartoon logic and probably flexibility of Audrey’s body that few take advantage of will probably cause her to get less hurt but like… Shipohoy still snapped her legs at the top femur - bones are infact still in there. So Audrey would either have to teach him how wounds work, maybe some anatomy and what is really bad for a body to actually break or damaged and what is truely severe and what needs prioritizing (like how to hurt people who hurt his sister and make it hurt truely last)

Still, it could be something he’d mock her for probably in being clumsy and getting hurt, but I can also see him being worried about her for it. Not knowing what to do and feeling frustrated or helpless at food nor working anymore, so having to think and do other methods to ensure that she is safe and out of harms way. Could progress into learning more of the inner workings of animals to or simply Audery also returning the favors figuring out how to help Bendy in either of his form if he ever gets messed up. Just stuff like that

Thank you!!! I love rants but I'm glad you've chosen to prioritize sleep, haha. Also, these are good good thoughts, thank you for sharing 🥰

There would certainly be a tall learning curve for Bendy regarding injuries in the real world.

I imagine the Keepers would have done everything possible to kill Bendy and obviously it just doesn't work, including starvation. He doesn't need to eat, but he enjoys it a lot. It's his first and favorite hobby lol

He can get injured/stabbed/crushed but he heals really, really quickly. Like Henry, he would have a passive healing factor but much higher/faster. He doesn't have a lot of experience getting injured except for the Keepers.

I'm thinking he'll either have the same healing factor as in the ink world or it will be somewhat slowed. Leaning toward the latter because the idea of Audrey having to teach him first aid is cute. Imagine he trips and scrapes his knee and freaks out that he's still bleeding even tho it's been more than 2 seconds. He thinks he's dying and Audrey has to explain that injuries don't get magically healed here. She bandages his booboo and gives it a lil' kiss. Then, the next day it's her turn to be baffled because the injury is completely gone and she has to revise her statement about magical healing.

Imagine he actually believes her kiss healed him and she's just like, actually, I may have been wrong about you not being able to heal here, oops

Audrey is definitely more resilient than the average person but not invincible, like you said. She might able to bend her finger back pretty far but she still has bones that can break.

If Audrey ever got hurt he would totally do the thing where your sibling falls and your first reaction is to laugh your head off until you realize they're still on the ground and the worry hits. Then he would try to fix it by bringing her a snack. Audrey has to explain multiple times that injuries take time to heal in the outside world and he is very mad about it. Eventually, he would get used to it but secretly starts keeping a list of reasons the ink world is superior to the real world. He never shares it because it's a much shorter list than he expected.

Quick tangent, I don't think he's so naive that he wouldn't know what death is, but I do think he might forget how it works. Imagine he kills something, a bird or a deer and Audrey finds its half-eaten remains. She would scold him for being wasteful and he'd be like, If I eat all of it then it won't come back. Audrey has to remind him several times that death is permanent here and that deer isn't coming back no matter what.

Queue anxiety about Audrey permadying and she also has to remind him that the cycle is wayyyy more dangerous and that her chances of dying there (and possibly getting consumed) are way higher than in the real world.

Fun thoughts, thank you for the ask 🤍🖤🤍🖤🤍🖤🤍

#batdr #batim #bendy #ink demon #audrey drew #the ink demon #born from the same ink #bendy and the ink machine #bendy and the dark revival #batdr audrey #answered ask #ask

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cwritesforfun · 1 year

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Derek Morgan AU x Princess: Bodyguard

Derek Morgan is the bodyguard of Princess Y/N, the Future Queen. He has been guarding her for 3 years.

Y/N had a bad feeling about the ball being thrown for her and knew something was up, however, she couldn't have prevented it.

Y/N = Your Name

** I don't own any of the Criminal Minds characters **

Morgan's POV

It all happened so fast. Some kind of fog was thrown in the room. Intruders ran in waving guns around. Someone knocked me out before I could get to Princess Y/N.

I woke up to find myself tied up to a chair and held at gunpoint. I look over and see the rest of the guests and the whole royal family is in the same position.

I see the intruders brought stuff to livestream the whole hostage situation and a TV is up, so we can see what viewers are seeing. I don't get why though. Nothing makes sense right now. There hasn't been news of a threat or anything.

I glance over at Princess Y/N to see if she's alright and I notice her slyly watching the intruders. I wonder what she's thinking. She's always thinking and planning. It's part of why I think she'll be a great Queen because of how she is able to think on her toes.

One of the men with a gun walks up to Princess Y/N and asks, "Do you have power as Princess? Or do you have to have your coronation first?" Princess Y/N answers, "I have some power. What would like done?" The man with the gun says "We want the government to fall. We don't believe it represents the people." Princess Y/N asks, "And what can I do for you? Surely this whole hostage situation would've worked better with Parliament." Oh my:/ The man slaps her in the face causing me to flinch and I try to move to protect her. Someone grabs the chair I'm in and clicks the gun at my side. Princess Y/N glances my way and gives me a slight smile. She turns back to the man in front of her and exclaims, "Do you have a person who you think can best represent the people? I'd like to hear them out and hear their plans for the future." She's playing along with them and she's buying time. What can I do? Come on think Derek think.

Princess Y/N's POV

I'm buying time for all of the guests and me. The more time they talk, the less chance there is that any of us get hurt. If the leader could just leave the room, I could convince someone to let me pee and possibly get a message out.

I notice Derek Morgan, my bodyguard, sitting there watching the intruders. Hopefully, he can help me somehow. I bet he already has a plan. I mean he's been guarding me for 3 years successfully and we've made it out of some sticky situations. Not gonna lie, he's pretty hot all tied up right now, and wow. I should not be thinking about this at the moment. Shut up brain!

Derek's POV

I look around the room casually and count roughly 20 intruders in the room. I also see at least 8 other bodyguards tied up in here. If I set one intruder off, hopefully, they get the memo and can knock the rest out.

I look at one of the other ones and give him three slow nods. That means follow my lead in code. He does three nods back and starts to pass around the message.

I slowly begin untying the knots around my hands and I get it to where I can throw the rope off anytime now. I just need the perfect moment to do it.

Princess Y/N manages to keep them from actually injuring her more until she asks, "And do you think I represent the people? I'm genuinely just wondering." One of them says, "You're not elected by the people, so no. However, it would be treason to kill you." She replies, "Well you're already committing treason right now by attempting to overthrow the government." I swiftly jump up from my chair, kick it back into the guard behind me, and knock him out. I steal his gun and place it in my belt.

When I knock the first guard out, I move on to another one until I hear "Stop or the Princess dies!" I turn around and see a gun to her head. I hold my gun up and point it at the man holding the gun to her head. He wiggles the gun by her head taunting me. I exclaim, "Let's not make hasty decisions. Think through this. You don't want to do this." The guard asks, "Why don't I, Mister Loyal?" I answer, "If you kill off the Princess, our country's allies will revolt and fight you. From what I can see, you are not ready to take part in a war. Rethink this. What should you do instead? What are your options?" I hope I'm stalling him. I mean he does look a little confused and stumped.

I make eye contact with the Princess and I nods at her three times. She blinks three times and I know she knows the code. Good!

I yell "Now!" Princess Y/N kicks back into the guy and drops to the ground as I shoot at him. I hit him and he fell backward. I rush over to Princess Y/N and gently cup her face with one of my hands. She leans into my hand and I ask, "Are you okay? I'm sorry that I almost got you killed." She nods and says, "Yes thanks, Derek. I'm okay and I put myself in danger as much as you did. It's okay. Um... We should do something about the rest of the intruders, right?" I nod and turn to where everyone is staring. Did they all watch me cup her face? Geez. Great. This is great. I yell "Intruders, hands up. We'll take you down for questioning! Royal guards, take them out to the holding cells, please. Everyone else, please stay put until it is clear. Does anyone know how to turn off all the TV equipment and would be willing to do so?" Someone raises their hand and I lead them over. They then get working on it.

I help Princess Y/N start untying the ropes around the rest of the royal family. We manage to get them all off and they all hug her. I let them have a family moment and I make sure the TV is turned off.

That Night ... Derek's POV still

I finally get to relax. I mean I did take a shower already, but now I can sleep. I could also drink, but that wouldn't help my feelings and thoughts to cool down.

I can't lose Princess Y/N. We've been close for 3 years and I've really tried to push away my feelings for her, but I can't. She's kind, strong, tough, beautiful, and loving. She's the ideal woman. However, she is also the Princess soon-to-be Queen. That means that I cannot date or be with her romantically as much as I would like that. Then tonight when she kept putting herself in danger, I was freaking out on the inside and she worried me. I hope she is okay right now. I cannot help but wonder if she is okay. Maybe I should check up on her.

Yeah, I'm going to make sure she is okay.

Princess Y/N's POV

I can't sleep. My brain is too awake. Should I go for a walk around the palace? I'll go see if the guards are up for it or if I'm allowed to leave.

I open my door and see Derek Morgan holding his hand up like he was about to knock. Wait is he in pajamas? Wow, he can rock gray sweatpants. Damn, this man is fine.

He smirks a little and says, "Eyes are up here, Princess." I smirk and say, "Come on in, Derek. Please step in." I move aside and he steps inside the room. I pat the space next to me on the couch and exclaim, "Please just sit here. Forget that I am who I am and that there are rules. Just sit." He nods and sits next to me.

I glance at him and ask, "So what brought you to my bedroom at 1:00 a.m.?" He answers, "I wanted to check on you. I wanted to know how you were doing. You worried me when you taunted the intruders. I know you can take care of yourself, but the man did have a gun to your head." I nod and reply, "I know what I did was risky, but I also knew I had people in there that I could trust to help me. I knew you could come up with a plan, so I stalled and it worked. As far as how I am, I will be honest my brain is so awake. I can't sleep." He replies, "I couldn't either. I was going to drink, but that would've kept me more awake. I chose to check on you instead." I reply, "Thanks. I appreciate that. Thank you again for today. I'm so grateful for you and everything you do for me." He replies, "I'm glad you, the palace staff, and your family were all able to walk away from it." I nod and smile.

He exclaims, "I know you said you couldn't fall asleep, so if you'd like, I can give you a back scratch or a small massage to help you relax." I reply, "Okay. Do you mind if I lay in my bed?" He shakes his head.

I climb into my bed and ask, "Before I get settled, may I have a hug? It feels like a hugging moment." He nods and we hug. He kisses the top of my head too. Aw wait that was cute:-)

I then lay down and he rubs my back. I start to drift off a little and then I hear a door creak open. I snap up into a sitting position and ask, "What was that?" He answers, "The balcony door just creaked a little because of the wind. I promise no one is trying to break in. You are safe." I reply, "I'm sorry for that. I just am so stressed and today was a lot." I put my hands over my head and sit in a ball shape.

I feel my bed dip near my feet meaning he must've sat on my bed. I then feel his hands rub my arms. He leans close to me and whispers in my ear, "You're safe. We have everyone locked up or dead. I can stay the night in your room if you want me to. I don't mind for tonight." I move my face to look at him and I notice we are only 6 inches apart. I exclaim, "Thank you, Derek. Do you want to stay on the other side of my bed?" He answers "I don't think I could control myself." I ask, "From doing what?" He then leans forward and asks, "May I kiss you?" I answer, "Yes," and he kisses me. Omg!

When he pulls away, I exclaim, "Wow you're a good kisser. I really don't mind if you are in the same bed as me. Please stay for tonight at least." He kisses me on the cheek and then crawls over to the other side of the bed.

I flip off the light and we both end up falling asleep just by being in each other's presence.

A few hours later, I wake up to mumbling and I glance at where Derek is. I lean over and hear him mumbling, "You're safe. She's safe. It's okay. Relax." I gently rub his arm and he jolts up. I say softly, "Hey you had a nightmare or something. You were mumbling a lot. Are you okay? Do you want to talk about it?" He answers, "I was just scared you got hurt again. I see now you are okay." I reply, "I am yes. Do you want to cuddle? It might help, so you know I'm safe." He replies, "Yes please." I lay down and wrap my arms around him. He wraps his arms around me and we fall asleep like that.

#criminal minds derek morgan #criminal minds imagines #criminal minds #derek morgan imagines #derek morgan #derek morgan x reader #derek morgan x you #derek morgan x y/n

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pastafossa · 1 year

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Ok. TRT business and a question, cause I need feedback from readers at this point.

First: the final chapter of the Raven What If fic should be posted this week, I'm about done editing it. The bigger, much more important question: So I have a potential chapter for tomorrow. I've been worrying and fretting over posting it, not because I think it's bad, but because it's short by TRT standards, currently around 2k words, and it both frustrates me and makes me feel weirdly guilty at the thought of dropping what's so much less than my usual. I'm used to being able to write longer chapters, being able to squeeze everything I want into them, and I have a literal outline of this goddamn chapter that has this good stuff in it and I know what needs to be written. I can see it right there. The movie is playing in my head just fine. But the truth of it is, my writing is slow at the moment thanks to post-covid brain fog. I'm checking in with my doctor, I've started taking specific supplements (which I'm hoping to see results from in the next few weeks), I'm clawing my way back bit by bit, but I continue to write slowly, mostly because I either can't focus or I have to stop every few sentences to struggle with a word I can't remember. It's incredibly frustrating. The thing is though, at least I *am* writing, which gives me hope. But this is where you - the readers - come in. Because right now we have two possible paths for updates going forward for a bit. Option 1: Longer gaps between our usual chapters. If we go this road, it'll take longer but as I chip away, I'll eventually have the full planned chapter, which I'd post. This would be a chapter closer to what we've had most weeks for the past oh god like 2 years. At current speed I'd drop it in a few weeks, and then hopefully the next one would come a little faster, until eventually we're back to our usual. So basically, you'd get your big chunks when the updates do come, and the same natural endpoints and arcs as before. Drawback is obviously the time between updates, so you won't be fed as often (though I'd try to find things in my editing folder to clean up and drop, like the Raven fic).

Option 2: Shorter chapters but more regular updates. If we go this road, we'd be back to weekly updates of our adventures with Matt and Jane. There'd just be less than usual for a bit and then, hopefully as I improve, you'll see the word count begin to climb back up. So in this case, you'd be getting a weekly dose of TRT, the usual fluff and angst and action, but the catch is less overall to read (likely individual scenes rather than multiples), and potentially sudden endpoints/more cliffhangers as I 'end' at what was outlined as a scene change.

Which way I go will mostly depend on ya'll tbh. I think I can make either work, since I've managed to start writing a little again and I really, really am hoping the supplements help. But since this'll potentially alter the update schedule we've had for years, I wanted to see which you'd prefer.

So, Option One - longer gaps but long chapters - or Option Two - shorter chapters weekly. Which would you prefer?

#the red thread #i have been so gd frustrated. like it doesn't help my meds and other illnesses ALREADY cause brain fog #now i have this shit #where i can literally see in my head what needs to happen but words no go for long time #and i've gotten so used to long TRT chapters that i've been fighting the guilt over the idea of shorter chapters #so i figured i'd check in because if ya'll are actually fine with that then i'd feel better about it #alternatively i just keep plucking away and eventually drop the full length chapter #i feel like the feedback for whichever way we go will help me settle and not feel bad about longer gaps/shorter chapters #in the meantime i'm doing what i can. following doctor's orders and taking my supplements #along with writing in little chunks and editing to see if that can help me retrain whatever's been fucked up basically #so. option 1 or option 2?

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starlightswordfight · 4 months

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headcanon posting for the million trillionth time while I wait for student aid stuff to finalize over the weekend

also not fully hc some of it is me either rambling a little or crying for help. do not even worry about it

this one is CASTAWAY focused omg !!!! (not all of them) (not even close) (oh my god I would die)

– dalmo does not feel fear and you cannot kill him in a way that matters

– no I'm being serious. his experience of more intense emotions, especially fear, is more muted, with the exception of his love for creatures!! he went to pnf-404 no hesitation after seeing a distress call for a REASON and that reason was he DID NOT CARE

– the delayed or nonexistent fear response is joined by slowed reaction time to pain, or an occasional lack of it altogether!! uh oh!! he VERY commonly discovers bruises and the like with absolutely zero recollection of what could possibly have done that. is he autistic

– he has eczema in my heart. I also picture him to wear animal handling gloves a lot!! this both Hides and Irritates it!! I also gave this trait to an oc but listen listen if I have to have it everybody else does too

– patch also does not get scared that easy but he isn't ND in any way he's just patch

– do you think he might be a criminal in some places on technicality because of the gambling. definitely not his HOME planet if it's on his ID BADGE but that's just one place. I think he's gotten into trouble before w this and was absolutely flabbergasted about it. he had no idea this would even be an issue. what the hell

– santi (SCREAMS OF THE DAMNED)

– sorry I'm keeping that in it was a placeholder and I thought it was funny. anyway her eyesight is GOD awful. she has farsightedness and needs glasses for that specifically, head hurts so bad all the time, someone save her

– TO CLARIFY i did not initially come up with this and I'm not sure who did but the transfem santi headcanon is so perfect to me

– have you guys heard "and if I did you deserved it" because that song REALLY reminds me of santi in very specific ways and I'm including it here because it's how I picture some of her inner monologue. (“if looks could kill, I'd be staring in the mirror” / “and god, i wish they could, 'cause man, i'm looking good!”)

I'm actually writing something right now or Trying To inspired by that song for her. Uh. Anyway

– chet has a LOT of siblings, and is the oldest out of all of them. he has a big family! whom he cherishes dearly!! and as such is already very good at looking after others and being The Glue of a given group

– mika's experiences in school were ... not the greatest!! her motivation to become a teacher was to provide a more welcoming space for whichever students got her, a space that she wasn't provided. we NEED more positivity in this world

– really really really bad impostor syndrome. I'm talking god awful. this woman has an anxiety disorder. please help her get out

– not a headcanon but I adore mika with everything I have

– transmasculine sammy. does not transition medically because he does not feel the need to, people believe him and that is enough (start sfuckfign bawling hysterically)

– not a headcanon but if anything happened to sammy I'd start mauling people

– pitunia is autistic. pitunia in particular. look me in my eyes and tell me that she isn't

– her and sammy, both being on the research task force, have a sibling relationship!! the task force reads to me as found family just in general but I am specifically looking at these two right now. they dye their hair to match each other

– speaking of pitunia. her and sy have a fundamentally different way each of looking at the onion, and probably also everything else!! so they're constantly debating each other, if only to further understand the other viewpoint and make their own resolutions stronger. it's very respectful always but you will NEVER hear one of them talk without the other teleporting in and going "I ALSO think that maybe the --"

– sy ALSO uses they/them because I fucking SAID SO

– i think komo and twyla have something

– claustrophobic boris trust me on this

– comes up with all of his ideas for writing either in the shower or when he's fucking asleep so he scrambles to get it down on paper or in a notes app or something and when he wakes up the next morning he's met with literary gems like “he Roled he's eye” and “whu do yhey call itlven when you of in The cold.food and out of hot eat th . e”

– get that man some noise cancelling headphones NOW. the idea machine is running out of FUEL and he needs PEACE so he can WORK

– or even just any headphones, he might be the kind of writer that visualizes really intricate animatics to whatever songs come on until the roadblock works itself out

– he drinks coffee flavored energy drinks. the amount of caffeine that man needs to keep going would kill his editor

– jin neopronoun user. they/xe actually

– was absolutely NOT always that level headed, OR that good with planning and visualization and the like. that shit took YEARS of active practice, and they were far less patient before

– inattentive/combined adhd haver maybe. this is why xe puts such an emphasis on how you are allowed to fail at dandori challenges, more than once, and how it is OKAY to. even now, it does not come fully naturally, but they're doing their best and that's all you really can sometimes and that's okay

– do ANY OF YOU know what the fuck is going on with grace because I DON'T I TRIED this is a CRY FOR HELP

– it might be because of the shared name but I could easily picture her sometimes talking like the grace in npmd does. (this wasn't murder!! and it wasn't an accident!!! it was An Act Of God)

– What The Hell Did She Do For Her Badge To Discuss The Space Police On It. I imagine it is a long list. gambling is on the list. her and patch go WAY back (lie) (they interacted once) (probably to get away from the space police that one time) ("i thought gambling was LEGAL on sozor HONEST" "I didn't")

#pikmin #pikmin 4 #pikmin headcanons #i am not tagging all of them individually i might die #FULLY PLAN ON WRITING STUFF FOR THE KOPPAITES TOO. I JUST NEED A MINUTE #been a LONG time since I've played 3 and I'm not doing one of my favorite games injustice w my ideas

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thelikesoffinn · 10 months

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hi! Just found your blog, and your analysis of Astarion is so interesting and in depth, Iove it! I'm debating whether writing a story with a human monk Tav because I think that can be a fun play on opposites attract, where she's solemn and stoic, but weirdly funny and and ready to help those in trouble, so he warms to her slowly because where was she etc. now in my playthrough he got mind controlled by Nere, and attacked Tav. I can't put down how he would feel? My opinion is that he'd try to distance himself (approval was quite high by then) because he's reminded of cazador 's control and that he's more monster than man. Also, would it be realistic for him not to want tav to go to cazador because he's ashamed/afraid for her life at this point? Or is it too early in his healing for him to think like that? Sorry, long one, thank you!

Well hello there! Thank you so much, duck, I'm so so happy you enjoyed all my rambling! Really honestly, you chaps all have no idea how happy your enjoyment makes me ♥

First: Human Monk Tav x Astarion will definitely be glorious and I hope the muses bless your creative process! We all love a good slow burn opposite attracts romance, that's the good stuff. (And I'm so hyped someone else sees the humour in stoicism. That shit is genuinely funny and not enough people appreciate it, I'm calling it.)

Then, regarding the mind-control issue: Pew! That's really a pickle, because I think it definitely toes the line between what Astarion would want to do and what he is actually able to do.

Generally, I'd say Astarion is one to shy away from dealing with his problems head on - especially the problems he's caused himself because guilt is something our boy absolutely can't face. So I absolutely do believe there's some part of him that just wants to up and dust.

I don't think, however, that distancing himself is something Astarion would ever actually do for a multitude of reasons, really.

First off, and possibly most importantly: The nere-battle is still rather early in the story. That means Astarion is still very likely in survival mode, which means he is painfully aware of every dangerous thing around him.

So that means, he is acutely aware that he needs Tav and their group to survive which, in turn, means he needs Tav right there by his side because they're the only thing that stands between him and the rest of the group. He can be somewhat safe as long as Tav is there vouching for him, so he can't let anyone get in between them.

In order to achieve that, he has to stick close to Tav. Distance creates an opening that someone else could take and the minute someone else slides in, Astarion "knows" (i.e. believes) he's done for. So distancing himself is more dangerous than staying close to Tav, who may currently be miffed because he's attacked them.

Furthermore, Astarion is a master of minimsation. (Only where he is concearned, of course, he's all drama regarding everyone else.) And he's brilliant in blaming other people for things he does.

So instead of distancing himself, which could harm him more than it'd do good at this point, he's more likely to just shrug the whole thing off. He does so when he kills Tav while feeding and that was really entirely his fault, so in a situation like this? Where he can actually blame someone else, too??? Damn, that's easy pray for our pointy-toothed scoundrel. Time to down play the issue and turn up the sexy to make good old Tav forget he was a bad boy for a minute there!

I do agree, however, that being controlled like that is definitely difficult for Astarion because, as you said, it reminds him of how Cazador used him. The wounds are still extremely fresh at this point, to the point that even I as a social worker would hesitate to work on anything regarding that area of his life, because it could easily lead to a melt down. Sometimes people need to calm down and heal a bit before you can tackle specific topics in a good way, which is definitely the case here.

Regarding the last point: Difficult to say, to be honest, as I'm not 100% sure which time frame we're specifically looking at. If we're still around the same point in the story as before - the Nere part - I'd definitely say it's slightly too early for him to worry much about it. At this point he's only just getting more comfortable around Tav and it's still a while before anything close to a relationship happens. Right now, he wants to be free and he wants to be safe and that likely takes precedence.

The further we get in the story, the more likely it is that he'll have mixed feelings about bringing Tav anywhere near Cazador and his old "home". Facing down your abuser leaves you really vulnerable and, more importantly, there's a chance Tav might leave him after finding out about all of the things he's done. Of course he slowly learns to trust them, but I think we're all well aware that this will take time.

Before Tav, he was all alone for so so long. Nobody helped him, nobody stayed with him, nobody ever did anything for him. It will take a long time to unlearn that.

Puh, you said yours was long and here's me making it even longer! I'm sorry, duck, but I hope I answered all your questions! ♥

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate #baldur's gate #bg3 tav #tav #astarion x tav #baldurs gate tav #astarion #astarion ancunin #astarion romance #bg3 astarion #bg3 asks #astarion x reader #astarion asks

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sleepingcup · 2 years

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I'm usually nervous asking about sfw stuff off anon oof, but I really liked your Exorcist headcannons and was wondering if you had any of him getting fucked by the reader?( You can ignore this if you want or if it makes you uncomfortable )

Dear @beth-bethar00. do you have ANY IDEA that NO ONE HAD TRIED THAT BEFORE?! THAT IS A GENIUS MOVE THAT I THOUGHT I WOULD HAVE ANY SHAME FOR THAT!!!!

Thank you Beth~ What you ask will be served well~~

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You know the rules, minors who are below 18 are not allowed to read this!

You don't even know how you are able to do this but....

"So....so good....f-fuck..."

Aesop was trembling in your arms, jerking him off in a hot spring that you two made for each other. He was breathing constantly knowing that you would feel confident in fucking him. You can feel that he was grinding on you, knowing that he wanted this feeling so bad.

"P-Please...."

You love to hear him beg.

And yet you made him a moaning mess.

"You can't cum Aesop~ Not till you beg for it."

You said inserting it inside him, Aesop's eyes widened but he felt no pain but pleasure. His body shakes at the pleasure it is slow yet it was torture for him, making him want to grind on you even further.

"What did I say, Aesop~"

"MPHH-?!"

You pegged him at a deeper pace as his body was shaking, "I-It... was...hahh....." Poor Aesop, he doesn't even have the chance to speak up and yet finds himself enjoying the deepness which causes him to moan a bit louder. "P-Please....Fuck me...f-faster.....PLEASE~!" He yelled a bit, knowing that holding all of that inside was torture.

You lick your lips in delight at the sight of him before accepting his bold request, a shame that you can't ask him to beg more but you were also on the verge of the climax so... You bucked his hips as you slammed your hips to his very hard receiving a louder fast moan from him, stroking him as he shakes violently as he was squeezing you, as he tried to climax you immediately change the position and return to the pace that Aesop desperately love.

Sucking his nipples as he tried to stop you but he won't stop you, everything does drive him crazy and he loved it. On the verge of the climax, you both came as Aesop shakes violently, releasing a huge load right before you. A sight that he doesn't want you to see and yet you do, leaning to him to kiss his tears and lips as he accepts grinding his hips a little bit to feel it more.

"Now you know how it feels after that, Aesop~"

"I don't regret what I did to fuck you, but.... my butt feels sore..."

But you were on the floor as you felt a pleasure stinging you, Aesop licked his lips before bucking his hips.

"But I am not yet done with you just yet~"

You gulped knowing that Aesop is not yet finished, and yet in the end. Aesop reminded in bed while you were teasing him about how much peggness he felt.

#idv #idv x reader #idv embalmer #aesop carl x reader #aesop carl #aesop x reader #identity v x reader #identity v #idv smut #identity v smut

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spookymystery67 · 10 months

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I Wish I Could Walk In Heels

AN: The moment everyone reading this story has been waiting for has finally arrived! Ada's here! About time huh? I skimmed over this chapter so if I missed any mistakes...my bad. Also, you're not gonna like Ada right away. I said slow burn. And I mean SLOW burn. Suffer. Enjoy the story :)

TW: Death, gore, mention of suicide, mention of sexual assault, language, overall angst, ect. Typical Resident Evil stuff and things. Sorry if anyone gets traumatized because I suck at TW's.

Chapter 7:

-September 29, 1998-

"So, what have you been doing while you were here?" You asked Ben as you sat next to him on the bed, leaned against the wall with your legs sprawled out in front of you.

You both had been in here for hours, and you were getting restless. The more time that passed, the more your anxiety and dread had built up.

He shrugged. "Mostly smoking and sleeping. Trying to ignore the snarls of the infected.” He paused. “And the sounds of something else."

"Something else?" You asked, interest piqued.

"Something bigger. Something stronger. It's called the Tyrant, I believe. I found that out prior to getting locked in here. I can hear it lurking around. I don't know exactly what it's after, but I have a feeling." He said nervously.

That sounded awfully familiar. Like the creature that was after Jill. Is there another creature out there? Looking for someone?

"What, you?" You asked. He shook his head.

"Both of us. And any survivors. I think that whatever is out there was sent by Umbrella. To get rid of witnesses." Ben said.

You heard the eerie sound of metal shifting in the distance, but quickly shook it off as just the sounds of an old building.

"That's a good theory." You said as you stood from the bed to start pacing, glancing out the cell every now and then to see if anything was out there.

"I know. I'm pretty proud I came up with that one." Ben grinned weakly, cigarette in hand once more.

"How have you not run out of cigarettes?" You asked.

"I had a few packs in my bag." He said.

"You should quit. They're bad for you." You ran a hand through your matted hair, tugging at a few knots. You wished you had a hair tie.

"Like it will matter if we don't get out of here." Ben scoffed.

"Yeah." You sighed. You both sit in silence, the harsh reality of everything spoiling any positivity you could have possibly had in here.

"So, do you think Katherine is okay?" Ben hesitantly questioned, breaking the silence.

You paused, really thinking about the question and your next words "Honestly… No. No I don't."

He looked saddened by this. "Wow, ever the optimist." He weakly said.

"Look, I'm sorry. But with the shit he's done," you shook your head. "I don't see it ending well for her unless she really fights back."

"You don't think she'll fight back?"

"I think she will. But her survival might depend on whether luck is on her side." You grimly stated. The odds are eighty-twenty here. From what you've seen, luck has not been on anyone's side in Raccoon City. And as morbid as it was, you didn't want to get your hopes up.

"Wow, you've changed in the last few days." Ben said.

"Have I?" You turned to face him, leaning against the bars.

"Yeah. You're more of a hard ass. And somehow more pessimistic." You looked down, slightly hurt by his words. No matter how true. He didn't mean them in a mean way. But you didn't like that you've changed so quickly in the span of a few days.

Ben quickly realized what he had said might have been taken wrong. He quickly tried to reassure you.

"I don't blame you, Y/n. I really don't. With the shit you've seen… What have you seen?" He asked.

"Death. Lots of death, for starters." You started.

"No shit. What else?"

You hesitated. "I've seen what these viruses turn people into. And animals, for that matter. It just causes so much pain. It makes me wonder how many more people went through that pain before this all happened."

"You mean since Umbrella was founded?"

"Yes. How many people were taken off the streets to be experimented on? How many orphans? How many animals? How many were just simply discarded once they were deemed failures like they were trash?"

"People are cruel." Ben said. He said it so simply. Because that's how it's always been. You've seen that cruelty first hand many times. And yet, somehow, you are always caught off guard by just how evil people can be. It saddens you. It angers you. It makes you feel hopeless.

"I know that. Humanity is cruel. And yet, it still baffles me just how far people will go. It pisses me off." You hissed.

"Well that's good. I'd be concerned if you weren't upset." Ben told you.

You sighed and sat back down. "Will giving Jill that drive even make a difference? Umbrella is a big corporation. People in the fucking government are in on it. There's probably a whole cover up on what's going on in the city right now."

"Mhm, what do you think it will be?" Ben asked, taking a drag.

"Something stupid. Like a bad flu or a skin disease being spread or something."

"Not far from the truth."

"Still not the truth." You pointed out. He shrugged and nodded in agreement.

You and Ben heard the sound of footsteps and glanced at each other. Was it Irons?

"Hello?" Ben called out.

"Hey." A man called back, walking into your line of sight. You and Ben quickly stood from the bed.

The man had short, flowing, blonde hair and was donning a police uniform. He looked pretty well put together for someone who had been in the station for a week. Making you think that he probably just got here recently.

"I don't believe it, a real human. Hello human." Ben joked.

"And what am I? Not human?" You asked.

"Yeah, you're out of this world, Y/n." He said dryly, making you snort.

"You two been here long?" The blonde man asked you two.

"He has. I just got here." You shrugged.

"Long enough. Are we the last ones alive?" Ben asked. He was really asking to see if he knew if Katherine was still alive. But also Irons.

"No. No, there's a few of us." The man said. That didn't help.

"Oh. That's good news, I guess." Ben started.

"Yeah."

"Unless, of course, Irons sent you." You added.

"Irons…? You mean Chief Irons? Is he still around?"

"Who cares. Hopefully he's somebody's dinner by now." Ben said bitterly. You threw him a glare. His attitude will not help get you two out.

"What do you mean by that?" The man questioned.

"He's the bastard that locked me in here. And Y/n. Her not that long ago, actually."

"I'm sure he had a good reason." The man defended.

You looked at him in disbelief. Yeah, he must be new. Or stupid.

You laughed bitterly. "Sure. Yeah. You really need to get better idols, dude." You sighed, leaning against the bars.

"He did have a good reason." Ben takes a drag off his cigarette, before throwing it out. "I was about to blow the whistle on his dirty ass. I'd have done the same thing too, I guess. And she," he gestured to you."she was about to get me and my girlfriend out of here and away from him."

You all heard metal creaking once more and looked down the hall to the direction it came from. Ben and you began to grow more nervous and you shared a glance. Your recent conversation was still fresh in your mind.

"Hey, I'll make you a deal. Unlock the cell, and I'll give you this." Ben held up a parking garage pass he had on him. "There's no other way out of that parking garage. Believe me!"

"Sorry. I can't do that. I have to talk to the Chief first." The man said. You groaned. Now is not the time to be following rules.

The metal creaks once more. Louder.

"Irons is not a good man. He's a murderer. He will kill you if you find him." You warned the man. But, he didn't listen.

"Look, we're all prisoners in this station. So either we play nice, and help each other out-" Ben glanced down the hall when loud, heavy footsteps were heard. Your heart dropped. "Shit. It's coming."

"What? What's coming?" The man asked.

Ben began to back away towards the wall while you stayed right by the bars. Trying to see if you can get a glance of whatever was after you.

"Come on. Come on, don't be an asshole. Okay you need this! Just get us the fuck out of here!" Ben yelled desperately. You turned to him and took a step forward to attempt to comfort and calm him down.

A sudden hand exploded through the wall and grabbed Ben's head, wrapping its large, gloved, fingers tightly around his skull.

"Ben!" You screamed as you stepped back, tripping and falling to a seated position on the floor in a childish way to appear smaller and disappear. You didn't have your gun. You didn't have anything to help him. You had nowhere to go.

The giant hand holding him by the head dragged him up and against the wall to the right, breaking more rows of bricks. Ben screamed in pain before his head was crushed in the tight grasp.

"Oh my god." The man said. Ben was dropped to the ground, head crushed and deformed. Dead.

You sat there and did nothing to help. You did nothing to save your friend. You did nothing to help Katherine. You did nothing to help Ben. You failed him.

You failed them both.

You stared, wide eyed and waited, holding your breath. You were waiting for it to get you next. You stay curled up quietly, hands still covering your head from when the bricks fell. The figure slowly walked away. Leaving you alone in the cell with your dead friend.

You held a hand to your mouth and covered a sob. Tears threatened to fall as you stared at Ben. Just a few minutes ago you were having a conversation. And now he's dead. You panted heavily, on the verge of a panic attack.

How many more people have to die? How many before Umbrella is shut down for good? What do you have to do to just get all of this to stop?

You quickly shook your head and wiped away your tears. You'll have to grieve later.

Your sadness quickly turned to anger. Now, you survive. You survive and go after the bastard who locked you both in here in the first place. Now, you save Katherine.

You stood up and turned to the man. Now noticing another newcomer beside him.

You studied the woman. She wore a trench coat and her silky black hair had a short bob haircut parted to one side. You couldn't really tell from the dark and the large sunglasses on her face, but you think she might be part North Asian, judging by what features you could see. Even though you couldn't see much, you could tell she was beautiful.

"I- I don't even know what happened. It just…happened so quick." The man said to the woman, not noticing you had composed yourself. You stood there and watched them, trying to figure out what type of people you were dealing with.

The woman sighed as she leaned against the bars with a grimace as she looked at Ben's dead body. "I told you to get out of here. Wouldn't want to end up like Ben, would you?"

"You knew him?"

"He was an informant. Had information of use to my investigation." She crossed her arms coldly.

"So what he said was true? What they both said."

"Of course what he said was fucking true!" You shouted, angrily, glaring at the man. How dare he accuse Ben of being a liar. Your rage blinded you for a moment, making you want to bash the man's head against the cell bars.

They turned to look at you and you took a deep breath and sighed, leaning your head against the cool bars in a futile attempt to relieve your growing headache.

"Can you hand me my bag?" You asked, reaching an arm out through the bars, gesturing to your bag lying on the floor and out of your reach.

"Why?" The man asked. You rolled your eyes.

"Because I have something in there that might let you activate the cell panel without having to go searching for the missing pieces. Unless you want to leave me here to die too?" The man had the audacity to look guilty. The look was similar to that of a kicked puppy. You felt your guilt push aside your bubbling rage.

You sighed. "Sorry. That was uncalled for. You wouldn't have been able to let us out in time anyways. He was a lost cause." You deadpanned. It pained you to say those words out loud. But you pushed the feeling aside. Leon went to grab your bag, but was stopped by an arm of the woman beside him. She reached down and grabbed your bag, holding it up just out of reach. You turned to look at the woman with a raised eyebrow. "Who the hell are you?"

"FBI." She flashed you her badge with her free hand, but you barely had time to study it before she put it away. "You worked with Ben, didn't you?"

You looked at her with obvious distrust on your face. "Hmm, maybe. Why, wanna blackmail me for information by dangling my key to freedom in my face?" You asked rhetorically. You knew exactly how this was going to go.

"Not blackmail. Make a deal. I'll let you out if you tell me what I want to know. If you don't, then I won't. From what I've heard, you had gathered more information on Umbrella out of the two of you anyway." The woman said coldly.

"Literally the definition of blackmail, you lunatic. Also, who the hell told you that?" You asked. She just shrugged and you turned to look at the man. "What, you're just gonna let her keep me in here? For what?"

"Well, she's FBI." The man stuttered. He seemed conflicted, but decided to let the FBI lady do her thing.

"Right. Yeah. I don't trust cops or the FBI at the moment. Scratch that. I don't trust anyone or anything to do with the fucking government." you said as you leaned away from the bars and looked to the crumbled wall, purposely avoiding gazing at Ben's dead body.

For all you knew, the FBI was in on all this too.

"Why, cause you're a criminal?" The man asked. You laughed bitterly, anger churning in your chest once more. You turned to face them once more, a fake smile on your face as you mock him with your head tilted to the side.

"Right, you think that because I'm locked in here, huh?" Your smile dropped and you stalk closer and lean against the bars once more, emphasizing your next words. "Well news flash buddy, your Chief of Police is the one that locked me in here. He's a monster. Probably worse than any of the things you've come across in and outside this station since you've come to this city."

"Why? He mutated?" He asked.

"No. Because he's human. And humans are cruel. And people have died in the name of that cruelty. Ben can attest to that."

"Umbrella did that, Y/n. They sent that creature and caused Ben's death and all of the other deaths in the city. Don't you want to stop them?" The woman said, switching tactics. You snorted and let an amused grin slip.

"Oh, I see what you did there. You wanna play that game? Alright, let's play. What's in it for you if I help you, huh?" You paused to think for a moment. Why did this all start to begin with? The G-virus. Those combat men were after it. Pretty much everyone was after it. Why wouldn't she be?

"If I had to guess, it has something to do with a…certain virus? No? Your superiors need it for something?" You can't tell if she reacts thanks to the sunglasses. Maybe that's why she's wearing them at night.

"On the nose, actually. Good for you. My job is to retrieve the G-virus to help take down Umbrella's entire operation. And to do that, I need any information you have regarding them and the G-virus."

"Figures. And you'll just let me out if I promise to tell you?"

"You have my word."

Well, it's not like you have much of a choice here. Maybe you could use this to your advantage.

"Mmhm, alright. I'll tell you whatever you want to know. Under one condition though." You starred.

"You're in no place to make demands." The woman scowled slightly.

"Oh? I thought we were gonna make a deal." You snarked. "You let me out first. And you're gonna let me go to the orphanage."

"And why do you need to go to the orphanage?"

"Because Irons took my friend there. And he's going to kill her if I don't get to him first."

"Your friend? Ben's girlfriend?" The man asked.

"You were listening. Yes, Katherine Warren. The mayor's daughter. The bastard left his daughter when things started getting bad with the outbreak. She was left with Irons. Who, by the way, if you're curious, has a history of killing women and turning them into taxidermy. So yeah, I need to get out of here and get to her before I tell you anything."

"How do I know you're telling the truth?" The woman asked.

You sighed and rolled your eyes. "Look in my bag for the files. Most of them are on Irons and his dealings. Some in particular are disturbing memoirs and personal files on his feelings on women and taxidermy. Some are just general knowledge we collected on Umbrella." The woman reached into your bag to grab the files. "Once I get Katherine, I will help you with whatever you want. Now, do we have a deal?"

The woman looked through the first few files and sighed. You were telling the truth. And some information was helpful. She supposed she could let you out now.

"Fine. We have a deal. You get your friend. Then we go to NEST and you help me find the G-virus." She said, holding out your bag.

You sighed in relief and snatched your bag. "Awesome. Thanks a bunch." You dig through your bag and quickly find your pack of gum. You placed your bag on the ground and quickly took out three pieces to use on the electric lock.

"Gum?" You asked as you shoved one in your mouth and opened the other two. The woman shakes her head and the man takes a piece from your hand. You shove the other stick in your mouth and quickly begin folding the pieces of aluminum into squares.

"How is gum supposed to help?" The man asked.

"Gum won't. The wrappers will though. Aluminum conducts electricity. Which will, hopefully, get the electric lock to budge and get me the hell out of here." You said as you finished folding the wrappers.

"Clever." The woman said.

"Thank you. If it works. Here, one of you can place these in the three slots. Please." You added at the end, trying to be polite. Your nerves were on overdrive and you did not want to sit in this cell any longer with the dead body of your friend.

The man takes them from your hand and quickly sticks them in the slots. After some fidgeting, the lock finally dings, letting you out. You turned to Ben's body to grab his recording device and parking pass, giving him one last glance.

"I'm sorry, Ben." You shook your head sadly and walked out of the cell.

"Alright. Go team. Good job." You deadpanned as you tossed the recording device to the woman and rushed to grab your discarded guns from the floor. "That may be useful to you. It was from an interview Ben had with Annette Birkins. What are your name's by the way?" You questioned as you put your handgun on your side and cocked your shotgun. It was fully loaded.

"I'm Leon Kennedy. You are?" The blonde police officer asked.

"Y/n L/n." You both turned to look expectantly at the woman.

"Name's Ada." She huffed simply. What? No last name?

"Cute name. Nice to meet you Ada and Leon." Just as you said that, every cell holding a zombie was let out and you sighed as sirens went off. "Fuck. Okay, time to go."

You mostly tried to avoid zombies as you ran to the exit, Ada and Leon following closely. You shoot every now and then if one gets too close to you for comfort. As you barged through the door, you gasped and froze when you saw a big, human-like creature that wore a trench coat. It sort of reminded you of that thing that was after Jill.

"Ah, the Tyrant I presume?" You asked.

"Keep it busy." Ada said to you and Leon as she ran to the other end of the parking garage. To do what? You didn't know. Hopefully something helpful.

The Tyrant began walking toward you and Leon at a slow but consistent pace. You shot it with your shotgun and it barely reacted. Yeah, a lot like the creature that was chasing Jill.

Leon joined in shooting, but that barely did any damage either. It came at you and you ducked and dodged as it tried swatting at and grabbing you. As you tried getting further away, it grabbed you by your backpack and lifted you off the ground.

This is the first time your damn bag has put you in danger.

The Tyrant quickly wrapped around your neck with its giant hand and started to squeeze tightly. You saw white and your brain flashed back to when Ben was killed mere minutes ago. You gasped and choked and tried to fight it off. Leon tried shooting it. Even throwing a grenade. Nothing was working.

Until a fucking SWAT van came crashing into it at full speed. The creature dropped you as it slammed into the wall and was pinned down by the truck. All movement from the Tyrant paused and you crawled away, gasping and coughing for air.

You composed yourself and stood up as Ada got out of the van.

"Ada?" Leon asked.

"This is getting old. Saving your asses. That's twice for both of you now."

"Didn't realize we were keeping score." Leon said sarcastically.

"Wait, how have you saved me twice?" You asked.

"I gave you your bag while you were in that cell."

"That you took from me."

"Details." Ada smirked slightly, her coldness giving way slightly.

The Tyrant started to push the van away and Ada huffed. "Nothing dies down here." She said, exasperation in her tone. Leon and you raised your guns as the van exploded. The movement stopped.

You and Leon turned and saw Ada holding a remote detonator.

"Hmm, clever." You complimented.

"Thank you." She told you. She seemed almost smug about it

"Leon?" A voice shouted from the other end of the parking garage.

"Claire?" Leon asked as a woman in a ponytail wearing a faded red leather jacket and blue jeans ran up to you.

"Leon! Please tell me you have a way out of here." Claire gasped as she came to a stop.

"Uh, yeah. What's wrong? What happened?" Leon asked, noticing the panic on Claire's face.

"Irons. He took this little girl I found, Sherry. Said that I have to get him this pendant then he'll let her go." Claire explained, holding up the pendant in her palms.

"Did he say where?" You asked her.

She looked at you in surprise, just now realizing the two other people in the room. She nodded. "Yeah, the orphanage."

"Great! I was just heading there. We can go together." You said as you held up the parking pass and began walking to the gate. The other three followed.

"Wait, we're coming with you." Leon said.

"Don't you and Ada have more important matters to attend to? Like getting to NEST." You paused in your step to face them properly.

"Yes, but we had a deal. I'm not letting you out of my sight until you fulfill your end of the bargain." Ada said.

"I'll just meet you there after I'm done."

"How. The only available entrance from what I was told is through the sewers." Ada said.

"Then you were told wrong. There's one in the orphanage too."

"Why would there be one in the orphanage?" Leon asked.

"Where do you think Umbrella gets their test subjects?" Leon looked saddened at the thought. Ada didn't look too surprised. She's probably seen some stuff in her time as FBI.

"Umbrella? NEST? What are you three talking about?" Claire asked, completely left out. You sighed at having to explain again and just stuck to a summarized version.

"Umbrella, the pharmaceutical company. They caused the outbreak. They're the reason that there are monsters running around. Irons is involved. And he also kidnapped Katherine and Sherry. The longer we all sit here talking about this, the more likely someone ends up dead. So if you all wanna come, fine! Let's go, people! I'm going with or without you!" You exclaimed as you marched to the gate and used the pass to open it.

The shutters opened about half way when you ducked under, the rest followed. You led the way out of the station.

"Anything useful on that tape?" Leon asked Ada as she finished listening.

"No. Ben didn't come through. Hopefully she will." Ada said, looking at you as you all walked out into the rain.

"What exactly are you looking for?" Claire asked.

"More info on the people responsible for this mess." Ada said simply. She turned to Leon, wanting to figure out what his goals are in all of this. "What about you, Leon? Trying to save the world?"

"I told Lieutenant Branagh I'd bring help." Leon said.

"Good luck with that." Ada scoffed.

"Marvin Branagh? Is he okay? Last I saw he was freaking out from an injury." You called out as you continued walking ahead.

"No. He was bit. He turned just before I left." Leon explained sadly. You paused and frowned. You sighed and kept moving.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that." You see the road wasn't going to work and come upon a familiar shop. "The roads out. We could cut through the gun shop." You go to open it, and find it locked. "Anyone know how to pick locks?"

"Here. Watch out." Ada said as she stepped forward. She kneeled in front of the door and started to pick the lock.

"Are you wearing heels?" You ask incredulously, noticing her shoes for the first time since meeting her.

"Yes." She deadpanned as she unlocked the door. She put her lock pick away and stood once more.

"Heels? In a zombie infested city? How the- really?" You asked. You could never. You kind of envied how easily she moved around in those shoes. Ada snorted.

"Yes, they're heels. It's not a big deal. Come on." Ada opened the door to the shop. "What a mess."

The place was still ransacked. But you all looked around for anything useful left in the shop. You briefly wondered if Kendo had gone. He did promise Jill he would make other arrangements.

You heard a sudden commotion coming from the back of the store.

"Don't move." Kendo said, shotgun raised toward Claire and Leon

"We're not gonna hurt you." Leon started. They move slightly.

"I said DON'T MOVE!" Kendo yelled.

"Woah, Kendo! Hey! Calm down. They're friendly." You told the man, hands raised in the air when the gun is pointed at you.

"Y/n? What are you doing here? I thought you left in the subway with Jill." Kendo, questioned, gun still raised. You shook your head.

"I was just helping her. I had something else I had to do. We're just passing through. Can you lower your gun, please?"

"No! I'm sorry, but I don't know you or trust you, Y/n. You're gonna turn around and go right back out the way you came in."

Leon recognizes a little girl standing behind Kendo where the back door is. She looked to be infected. Not quite turned, but almost. He nudged your arm to draw your attention to the girl. Your heart dropped at the sight.

"I think your daughter needs help, sir." Leon said.

Kendo cocked his gun. "Don't tell me how to deal with my daughter."

"Kendo." He turned to glance at you. "Is this why you didn't go with Jill?" You asked, sadly.

He nodded and looked to be fighting tears. "It happened not long before you arrived. Told you it was bad timing." He sounded bitter when he spoke.

"Drop it." Ada said as she appeared, holding up her gun.

Kendo moves to point his gun at her and Leon quickly aimed his gun at Kendo, making him repoint it back at him. Ada aimed her gun at the little girl and Kendo freaked out and stood in front of her, gun still aimed. Claire stood to the side, unsure what to do.

"No! Wait!" Kendo yelled.

"Ada! Leon! No!" You said, standing between them and Kendo.

"Step aside. We need to terminate her before she turns." Ada said coldly. Clearly detached from her emotions at this moment. You kind of wished you could do that as easily as she appeared to. Maybe everything would be easier without emotion.

"Terminate? That's my fucking daughter!" Kendo yelled.

"Stop! Everyone stop! There's been enough death. Let's just go." You said, still standing between the crossfire. You hoped they wouldn't shoot. But you don't know any of them well enough to know for sure what their actions would be.

"Ada. Just let them be." Leon said, putting his gun down.

Ada glanced at you and put her gun down slowly.

"Emma? Sweetheart, I told you to stay put." Kendo told his daughter.

"Daddy…?" Emma rasped. She was struggling to breath and stay counsious. It broke your heart even more just thinking about the pain she must be in.

"Yeah, Emmie. Daddy's here. I'm here okay?" Kendo put his gun down and ran up to hug his daughter. He acknowledged your group with sad eyes, attempting to fight his tears.

"Those fucking things outside. Look at what they did to us. You're a cop. You're supposed to know something-how did this happen? HUH?"

Leon looked at you and Ada. He knew you both know a lot more than him. He knew you could give the man answers. You debated on telling Kendo exactly how this happened. Though, you doubted it would give him any closure. His daughter is dying. Nothing you could say would make this better. It was already too late.

"We don't know exactly how, Kendo." A lie. But what use would the information be to him? "But know that we are going to stop it. We are going to make sure nothing else like this can ever happen again." You weren't sure if you could, but you will certainly try.

"She was our sweet little angel." Kendo cried.

"Mommy….?" Emma asked weakly. Kendo looked even more upset. You didn't have to guess what happened to his wife.

"Mommy's sleeping honey. Okay? And I'm gonna put you to bed too. Okay?...Emma." Kendo picks his gun up and then his daughter. He slowly walked back to the back door they had come from.

"Just go… Just give us some privacy." He slammed the door behind them. You closed your eyes and flinched from the sound. He didn't deserve this. No one did.

"You know it's one thing to keep the truth from me. But why him?" A gunshot went off from the back room. You sighed sadly and crossed your arms, trying to detach yourself from your current reality. "I wanna find out what's happening here. And stop whoever's behind it. Helping people like them…that's why I joined the force."

"My mission is to take down Umbrella's entire operation. We may not make it out." Ada reminded him.

"Whatever it takes to save this city…count me in." Leon said.

You shook your head and began walking out to the back alley. Claire immediately followed behind, eager to get to Sherry as she was worried what Irons would do to her.

"Yay. We can all play hero tonight. First, the orphanage." You said darkly. You need to get to Katherine and Sherry. You need to end Irons reign of terror.

One way or another, you will make him pay.

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