#predator hap

[percentstardust]

is this trend still a thing cause i wanted to make them for my dank spin off ghostface devilface oc.

[myladysapphire]

My Lady Strong (VIII)

Aemond had always been protective of his neice, obssessed even, insiting on keeping her sheltered, and purley his, he never let her stray far and following the incident at Driftmark, Aemma was rarley without Aemond as her shadow. How will the kind, sheltered girl fair in the dance of dragons?

word count: 3,115

CW: MDI 18+, SMUT, p in v, loss of virginity, oral (f and m receving), fingering, possesivness, corruption kink, praise kink (use of good girl) toxic relationship, manipulation, mommy issues, co-dependancy issues, not proofread!

Fem!oc x dark!Aemond Targeryen

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disclamer:  i do not own any of claim any of the A song of ice and  fire characters, all rights belong to GRR MARTIN, all characters are his except for my Original characters

a/n sorry it took so long to update...but heres the wedding night!, next chapter will be a time skip!

(go to the divider by @zaldritzosrose, to skip the smut)

The feast passed over in the blink of an eye and before she knew it her and Aemond stood in his, or now their shared chambers.

Her belongings had been moved over during the ceremony, though they all seemed slightly out of place amongst his things.

Before, in the rare times she was in Aemond’s room, everything was always neat, nothing out of its designated spot, though his rooms lacked anything too personal, with no tapestries or rugs, nothing to permanent too show they were his.

Though it was no surprised that he seemed to have been own personal library in his rooms, with a whole wall dedicated to his collection.

Now the rooms seemed warmer, with his bookcase draped in her tapestries, the floor covered in her rugs. And his bed filled with her mountains for pillows and blankets. His room was bigger than hers, and it allowed everything, even her seemingly endless wardrobe to fit in effortlessly.  Though apart of it still felt strange. Perhaps it was how the furniture was so different from hers. Where her bed was carved with sea horses and dragons, his was bare, bar the one carving at the centre of his bed, a dragon, Vaghar.

Her vanity had been brought in, all her belongings placed perfectly, her new chemise placed carefully on the bed.

Her maid, Jeyne, had accompanied her. Taking of her dress and her jewels.

She already missed her gown, hating that she only got to where it for a few hours and would never be worn again.

“Would you like to keep it?” Jeyne asked softly, as she brushed through Aemma’s hair.

“yes” she nodded, it was such a beautiful dress, weeks and weeks had gone into the design alone. With its ivory coloured, laced with gold designs of dragons. The way the were sewn in away that they almost looked as if they were dancing, some beaded with emeralds, some with sapphires and the others beaded with black opal gems. “its too beautiful to be discarded off, may haps we could have the dress made into another gown.”

Jeyne smiled softly, “of course, princess”.

The door opened then, and Aemond entered.

Jeyne stepped back, curtsying before leaving the room.

They were alone, truly alone. It was different than all the times before, this time she stood before him, in a sheer chemise, that left almost nothing to the imagination.

“Aemond” she whispered as he stepped into the room.

He wore a rich red robe, where he had changed you did not know, but the sight of his bare chest peaking out from his robe, caused all thoughts to cease.

“Aemma,” he moved towards you, smiling, his eyes filled with something akin to a predator watching its prey. “you look stunning” he hummed, his hands coming up to play with the straps of your chemise.

You gave him a shy smile, “i-I so are you?” she said, nervously.

He hummed again, moving her strap to fall of her shoulders, “are you nervous?”                                

“yes”

He hummed, his hand reaching up to grab her breast, she gasped. “good” he whispered, “it will hurt, but only the first time, and then…then my sweet Aemma you will feel nothing but pleasure” he vowed, moving up to take her lips in his.

She moaned into his mouth, her feet stumbling backward until she landed on the bed. She gasped softly as she did. He leaned over her once they had reached the bed, his hand gasping her chin as he pulled her into another kiss, before pulling back and standing between her legs.

He kissed his thumb as he moved back to look at her, taking in her form. Her hair messed slightly, her chemise had fallen slightly, only one move away before falling off and revelling her breasts to him.

“off” he said, motioning her to stand up, nervously she did, her hands going to pull her chemises up, “no,” he said, stopping her, “I shall see all of you”

She looked down at the floor nervously, before reaching once again towards her straps.

As she pulled her chemise down, Aemond let out a loan groan.

“gods, you are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen” he said, causing her to blush.

“I want to see you to.”

Aemond smirked, reaching to pull of his robe, he bared himself to her. His full form, the muscles on his chest, his half erect cock.

She blushed even more taking him in. “I think you are most handsome, Aemond” causing him to smile, a true smile. “but I want to see all of you” she insisted, moving her hand towards his face. He grabbed her hand as she reached for his eye patch. “please” she asked.

He hesitated, “why?” he almost sneered, “tis your brothers fault I lost it”

“but its not mine.” She sighed, “please Aemond, I wish to see my husband, all of him”

He sighed, before letting go of her wrist allowing her to remove his eyepatch.

He had expected her gasp in fear, retreat away from him. Instead, though she gasped, it was more in awe than anything else.

“is that a sapphire?” she asked coming to caress his scar. He nodded. “its beautiful” she sighed, before placing a soft kiss below it.

She smiled softly, as she took a step back, “have you…?” she asked, shyly, she did not know much of what was to come, bar what her septa had told her, and though she grew jealous of the idea of Aemond lying with another woman, a apart of her hoped he had, hoped he could guide her and teach her. All she wanted was to please him, make him happy, and how could she if she didn’t have him to show her how?

He nodded, smirking slightly, “of course, wife” he nodded, moving to grasp her chin, “but worry not non of them shall ever compare to you” he said as he kissed her once more. He held her face to him, gripping the back of her neck, his tongue teasing entrance into her mouth before finally pushing his tongue into her mouth. And ever submissive, Aemma allowed him to dominate her mouth. She moaned softly into his mouth, as she once again laid back on the bed, his body effortless slotting over hers.

His mouth slowly left hers, moving to kiss the nape of her neck before slowly dropping to his knees.

He sent her a smirk, as he buried himself between her thighs.

He licked her folds teasingly at first, savouring the taste of her.

She was growing wetter and wetter with each motion of his tongue, moaning softly as he started to focus his ministration on her clit.

He gripped her hips as he gave fast and quick licks to her clit, his eyes meeting hers as she gripped the bedding in pleasure.

“Husband” she moaned, and it was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard, for so long he had worshiped the sound of his name on her lips, but hearing her call him her husband? The possessive in him became tenfold. She was his, in the eyes of the gods and the realm, she was his and he was hers and nothing could change that. And gods did he love it, love her.

His tongue moved faster, realising in her moans. His arm still griped her wait, stopping her from moving his hips, though his second arm left her waist, moving his fingers to tease her whole.

She was tight, completely untouched. She gasped as he entered her, her walls clenching his fingers as they entered her.

Groaning as he imagined how they would soon feel wrapped around his cock.

Pumping his fingers in and out of her at a leisurely pace, as he sucked at her clit.

“Aemond” she moaned this time, reaching her hand to grip his hair.

He groaned as she did, before reaching out to grip her hand alongside her waist.

His fingers clenched around him, her peak approaching.

Her moans came more present, getting louder and louder before she let out a high-pitched moan, her whole body reacting as she came.

Aemond moved back slowly, taking in her messy hair and bliss ridden face.

She was out of breath, collapsing fully on the bed.

“wife” he groaned, his body moving over hers.

She smiled softly as she looked up at him.

“is that what it always feels like?” she asked, breathless.

He smirked, “It can”

“I want to do the same to you?”

He looked unsure at her request, though he had imagined fucking her face countless times, he craved to feel her hot cunt wrapped around his cock.

But as she moved up to kiss him, her hand slowly reaching down to grab his cock. He groaned as she nervously touched his cock, her face determined to please him.

“Aemma.” He groaned, as his face buried himself into the nape of her neck.

He shoved himself off her, her hands slowly falling from his cock to her thighs as he moved.

“up” he demanded, as she nervously stood from the bed. ”kneel”. She did so hesitantly, looking up at him with nervous doe eyes.

The sight alone was enough for him to cum.

his hand gripped her jaw as she looked up at him, his thumb pushing into her mouth slowly. “suck” he demanded, as her reached to tuck her hair behind her ear.

She complied without complaint, gently sucking on his thumb as he pushed it into her mouth. He groaned as she did, moving his thumb out of his mouth.

“kiss it” he said, pushing his hips so his cock moved closer to her face.

She looked up at him unsure as she kissed his tip. Her lips were soft an gentle as they kissed the tip of his cock.

“again” he groaned, as she kissed it again, her hands laid pliantly on her knees , her hair now gripped between his hands as he made a makeshift bun as he held her head to his cock as she started to pepper kisses across his cock.

“fuck, Aemma” he moaned, “open” he said, and as she did, he slowly pushed his cock between her lips.

her mouth case warm, the feeling of her mouth felt almost as delightful as he imagined the walls of her cunt would feel like wrapped around his cock.

her hands slowly moved up from where they say on your knees. One hand gripped his waist, in an attempt to stabilise herself as Aemond moved her head to bob up and down his cock. the other went to reach for the base of his cock, he barley fit in her mouth, and as she gagged around his cock, causing him to groan and the eyes rolling back.

“fuck” he groaned again, “use your hand to grab what cannot fit” he moaned, moving your head faster, “move it up an- yes like that, good girl” he moaned as she started to motion her hand up and down on the part of her cock she couldn’t fit into her mouth.

He moved his hand to grip the back of her neck, his hips now thrusting forward as he slowly started to fuck her face. Though he didn’t for long as before he knew it he could feel his own peak approaching.

He tore himself from her mouth, causing her to groan at the loss of him in her mouth.

She looked up at him, bewildered, before reaching forward in an attempt to take him back in her mouth.

“no, Aemma” he laughed, pulling her body up from the floor. “on the bed.” He said, as he himself moved to lay back, patting the space beside him.

She crawled across the bed to him, stopping in front of him. His legs were spread, and she crawled into his lap, softly kissing his lips.

She could taste herself on his tongue and she was sure he could taste himself on her own tongue.

She could feel his cock between her thighs, edging closer to her cunt.

“lay back” he said against her lips.

Laying down on the bed, Aemond once again crawled on top of her. His hand moved down to her cunt, his finger gathering up her wetness as he once again teased her entrance, he pushed two fingers into her slowly, stretching her more so that he had before, preparing her for his cock.

She moaned as he did so, the stretch delightful as he pumped her full, but she still craved more, she craved his cock.

“please” she begged.

“please what?” he hummed, pumping her slowly.

“I want you” she moaned.

“you have me.” “no…I want your…your cock” she whispered the last word, feeling dirty from saying it .

“my cock?” he teased, as he removed his fingers from her.

“Yes!” she groaned, moving to grab him, “please”

He hummed, smiling softly as he positioned himself between her thighs.

He kissed her softly as he slowly pushed into her.

Her face scrunched discomfort as he stretch her and broke her maidenhead. He pushed into her slowly, allowing her to adjust to his length.

He moaned as he fully entered her, her tight walls encasing his cock in such a delightful way.

“gods, Aemma” he moaned, as he buried his head into the nape of her neck.

“move, please” she begged after a moment, her hands moving to grip his arms, as he slowly started to thrust his hips into her. He started of slowly, allowing her time to adjust, but as she started to roll her hips into his. He began to pick up his face, slowly setting a fast rhyme. His hand moving from her sides to grip the head board as he started to pound into her.

Her moans grew louder and more high pitched, her legs moving to wrap around his waist.

“keep your eyes on me” he groaned as she closed her eyes in pleasure, her legs fell from his hips, her eyes fully fixed on his as she started to reach her peak.

The eye contact was like nothing she had experienced before. His eyes were dark, possessive, and yet also filled with love. The pure amount of emotions in her eyes pushed her to competition, as she let out a high pitched squeal, her arms gripping his pack, living small scratches as she came.

Her cunt wrapped tightly around his cock, causing Aemond o let outa moan of his own as he worked her through her orgasm, before finally letting go himself, filling her with his cum.

They got little sleep that night, with scarce few minutes before being awoke once more to heated touches, her cunt stretches with his cock in more ways than she could count. She have never felt anything like it, the pleasure beyond imaginable.

As she awoke now she traced the lines of Aemond’s face gently, taking in his beauty. He was truly spectacular, all sharp lines and edges, his silver hair and purple eye.  She envied his beauty, how Valyrian he looked and how little she did.

She hoped there children would inherit his beauty and not hers. She adored the idea of carry a little Aemond.

She smiled softly as she played with his hair, only stopping when a knock was sounded on her door.

Grabbing her robe, and quickly brushing her hair she opened the door, only to face her mother.

She smiled softly as she greeted her, “mother” she said, motioning her to step inside, her mother grimacing slightly as she took in Aemond’s sleeping from. “what can I do for you?”

Her mother sighed, looking down in shame “ we are leaving…now”

“what?”

“I- we cannot be here much longer, the- we are unwelcome so we have decided it best to leave.”

“but I just got married, I thought you would stay at least a few more days”

“I know…im sorry”

Aemma scoffed, “sorry? You do not write me, show up for a few days and then leave again! You are not sorry! You just don’t want me! I doubt you ever did!” she cried in aguish.

“no.. no Aemma, dōna riña, that’s not true.” She moved towards, her reaching for her hands only to be met with Aemma’s rejection, nyke bardutan ao naenie letters, kīvin zijo.  nyke dōrī jiōraton aōhon se nyke pendagon bona se greens- alicent se aemond hid zirȳ hen ao naejot gūrogon ao hen nyke” her mother spoke, chaing to high valyrian as if to keep what she ahd to say a secret.

i wrote you many letters, i swear it. i never got yours and i think that the greens- Alicent and Aemond hid them from you to take you from me.

“daor daor, nyke ȳdra daor belive ao!”

No no, I don’t believe you!

“iksan telling se truth, ñuha jorrāelagon, emā issare torn hen nyke se kostan daor bare naejot ūndegon ziry.  eman issare vēttan ezīmagon iā issaros se kicked hen ñuha own lenton, istin henujagon”

i am telling the truth, my love, you have been torn from me and i can not bare to see it. i have been made into a stranger and kicked from my own home, i must leave.

Aemma scoffed, “nyke- nyke, aōha verdagon bē excuses muña! Aemond vestās ao would, skoro syt shouold nyke believe ao? especially skori īlē sīr adere naejot jikagon nyke qrīdrughagon?”

i-i, your making up excuses mother! Aemond said you would, why shouold i belive you? especially when you were so quick to send me away?

Her mother let out an irritated sound, “have I lost you complete, Aemma?” she asked sadly “I have been so blind, I should have come with you, should have stayed here-“ “then stay!”

“I can’t”

“I don’t understand! What have I done?” she asked, she was confused she didn’t know what she had done, why her own mother couldn’t stay, why she had left her.

“i- you have done nothing” her mother insisted.

“so you are leaving just because you do not like me? Or is it because of Aemond? You were always against our friendship, and yet you were the one who proposed we wed! you are so-“

She was cut off by Aemond, their shouting waking him from sleep, “get out!” he demanded, “all you do is upset my wife, I shall not have it!”

And her mother left, with no complaint only sad eyes and the word goodbye. The way she said it made her feel as if her mother felt like she had lost her forever, as if this was there final goodbye.

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[lunajay33]

Are You Happy?

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Summary: You find out you’re pregnant but Happy never said anything about wanting kids so how will you tell him you’re carrying his child

Pairing: Happy Lowman x f!reader

•Masterlist•

The life of the MC was crazy, never a dull moment but that also brought a lot of danger to anyone associated with them, and me being the craziest members old lady made Happy even more protective of me and after what I have to tell him it’s gonna become 100x more

They crew had some troubles with the Mexicans and we had to go into lockdown which only made my nerves worse

I pull up to the clubhouse getting out with my over night bag, the sun was still high as I see other woman and kids walking into the club when I feel myself being picked up bridal style making me squeal in laughter

“Happy what’re you doing?!” I smile as I wrap my arm around his shoulder

“My girl gets princess priority in this club” he smirks as he walks me through the doors, tigs and chibs whistling as he sets me down on one of the bar stools, wrapping his arm around my waist

Being the only one to get this treatment from the “Tacoma killer” made me feel special, maybe I shouldn’t but I do, he’s the only man that’s ever made me feel loved and worshipped the ground I walk on in his own twisted ways

When I first met him I was helping his mother with her groceries as she was my neighbour and I hated to see her struggle so when I finished packing the bags away I turned seeing him, tall, strong and handsome but his eyes were observant making me feel like a predator was watching its prey until his mother came back into the kitchen smacking his arm and scolding him did I see him falter and apologize

From then on he’d show up more and more, making excuses to visit me I knew most of the time he was lying but I didn’t care, I liked to see him and everytime I heard that rumble of his motorcycle pull into the driveway I got excited and now three years later I’m his old lady and pregnant with his child

“So lassy, we haven’t seen ye in a while anything new?” A blush explodes on my face and I can’t help but look at him frozen, I was never good at lying and now they could all see it, happy leans forward to look at me better

“Oooooo she’s got a secret” tig says like a child making me scoff

“First I’m hearing of it” happy says his voice extra raspy

“Come with me” I take his hand and lead him back to our shared room no one else was allowed to use especially with a croweater

I close the door behind us and he sits on the bed, looking up at me with worried eyes something he’d never show to anyone else, I stand between his legs and his hands instinctively go to my hips

“You know I love you right?”

“You’re freaking me out girl, you better not be dying”

“No im fine but I don’t know how you’ll feel about it, I guess I should just rip off the bandaid……im pregnant” he was silent as his eyes blew wide and looked at my belly, his hand tracing over it

“You’re serious?”

“I know….i know this isn’t ideal with your life style and we never talked about it before, but I want this baby, I want it with you Happy” he wraps his arms around my hips and pulls me forward resting his head on my stomach so I run my hands down his shoulders knowing he wasn’t one for words when he rarely got emotional

“I know it’s a lot Hap, would it be easier for me to leave, give you some time” his head shoots up looking at me

“No you’re staying girl, never really thought of kids till the day I met you and knew I’d want everything only with you” my heart grew every word he spoke

“Really?” He nods before standing and pulling me into his chest

“Wanna tell the others? Might boost the moral” I say as I hold his cheeks secretly knowing he loves it

“That’s why you’re my old lady” he squeezed my ass and we head back out to the room crowded with people

“Everyone we have some news!” I yell as the room falls silent and they all look at us

“SHES PREGNANT!” Happy screams like a lunatic and the room roars with cheer, the guys surrounding us congratulating me and happy, Chibs giving me an extra long hug blessing me for having the strength to handle happy making me laugh

We settle at the bar I don’t drink of course but the guy use it as an excuse to party

“It’s gonna be a girl” happy days shocking up all

“I’d thought you want a boy”

“Nah don’t want him in this life plus she’d be as beautiful as her mom” the guys rarely saw this side of happy

“Look at you big softly for your lady” Bobby jokes and happy shoots him a look that could kill making everyone laugh

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It’s been nine months and my baby girl is here and he was right it’s a girl, she had dark brown eyes like happy and brown hair, she was small in my arms and the cutest baby I’ve ever seen

“We made the cutest baby ever” I whimper as she wraps her tiny fingers around mine

“Agreed, let’s make another” he says as he sits on the bed beside me

“Hold your horses ol man, we’ve got time, for now let’s enjoy our little girl”

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If you wanna be tagged in all my SOA stories lmk!!

[melancholialapelada7]

"Before the rutting season, Bighorn males sheeps engage in dramatic battles for dominance. Two rams launch themselves at each other from a few metres’ distance for a clash of horns. Sometimes they begin from a threat-jump, in which the ram rears up on its hind legs before colliding with the opponent. The shock of impact is absorbed by a double layer of bone in the skull. Exhaustion leaves breeding rams vulnerable to malnutrition and predators, but ewes prefer to mate with dominant rams. Young rams cannot compete until their horns have reached full curl at seven or eight years of age. Bighorns can live 20 years or more, but life expectancy may be only six or seven years in populations that are reproducing rapidly."

Joing the Lambswap in BlueSky and i was put with @miss-conner3 Narinder, and since we didnt put a actual nature of HOW they got to a entirely different universe i like the idea that they just magically swap places right where they were in the moment like "Puff! Your here now!"

(Also i feel myself in the obligation to make clear that they didnt do anything, Narinder just had a very compromising time and place to land in. Me Lamb was just sleeping with their Narinder some seconds ago)

(the two are pretty confuse and scared of what just happed)

[marymary-diva17]

Ok so

We know the typical reader being hated by the sullys, and in this request she's neteyam's twin sister but looks sky people or whatever, Jake cares more about her siblings more than her and neytiri is basically blind to all the hate reader gets from the clan and neglect from her dad and siblings, and her dad making go on missions even though she's scared of sky people, buuuuttt.......plot twist, reader gets tired do she trains in the forest alone, spying on sky people way of fighting to play fire with fire, she becomes buff and tall with scars since she decided to live in the middle of the forest in the most forbidden place of it, where no na'vi survived except her apparently, and because of that she deals and hunts bigger, stronger and faster predators than the normal ones, and sooo, she has better reflex and hates the family except neytiri cause she's her mama and tuk because she's too young to comprehend what's going on. She does visit spider once in a while but never reveals where she lives, appearing as an unknown warrior only when the raids are happening and then disappearing in the shadows, hell not even Kiri with her Pandora Jesus powers can track her

You can take something off if you want and the rest you can choose what you want to do

Eywa blessed child

When neytiri and Jake had found out they were going to be parents they were overjoyed with the new, it had been one of the many good news to come since the end of the war between the navi and RDA. Twins will soon enter this world and join the omatacayia clan, their son neteyam was born first his birth had brought everyone great joy then there was his sister you. Your birth was seen as a bad omen to many has you had inherited your father human DNA born with five finger and toes and different shade of blue and different markings then everyone else. Even your hair was seen as something horrible it was white color very know to the navi, you were seen as demon child. She was also seen as the failure as well she was no like other navi child, and never seem to fit in with her clan or even her own family.

Y/n " dad I'm ......"

Jake " young lady I'm not going over this again with you" once again you are in trouble with you dad, training classes had happened and your had completely failed tsu'tey the mentor had brought you to Jake. As all the other mentor had competely giving up on your and deemed your a failure.

netyeam " dad she getting good it not easy for everyone"

Jake " stay out of this son I'm speaking to your sister she need to take accountability"

lo'ak " well dad if you most know there are others to blame for this, the blame is not all her"

Jake " I said enough you two now stop"

y/n " dad I have been trying my best to get better in class but I don't think I'm the warrior type"

Jake " don't pull this stunt on me young lady all the other kids can do combat but you, even te children younger then you can do better"

y/n " dad I'm sorry but I don't think I have it in me for war or to hurt others, I'm scared of going to battle I'm scared dad" you are scared of going to battle as you didn't wish to kill anyone. You wish to study some of these new humans which was not liked by anyone. You always seem to do things in a way that your understood but was not the navi way.

tsu'tey " brother she can't keep up with the other trainees if this keeps up she will be holding back everyone"

y/n " I didn't mean for that to happen I can get better"

Jake " you always say that you don't mean it or to now look what is happing no one else will wish to teach you"

Jake " that times I'm cleaning up your mess and speaking to others because you means we lost more of our people and home, all of this because you are scared ... stop being childish and selfish y/n and act your age because you selfish ways are causing this all"

y/n " I'm sorry dad I not mean anything of this I don't wish to be selfish"

Jake " I don't have the this I'm the leader I have our people and your brothers training to deal with neteyam has to be ready you are wasting my time and his"

y/n " what about mom I can help her maybe I can prove my self there and maybe grandma as well"

Jake " she busy with your baby sister tuk still a child and needs all her attention, and she has her stuff to deal with and your other siblings"

Jake " leave mo'at out of this matter she has your sisters to take after you she doesn't need you"

y/n " well maybe I can help your or the humans I can be helpful dad, give me a chance I know I have mess up but maybe if you hear me out"

Jake " I don't have time for now just go elsewhere and stay away from the warriors and everyone until future notice once again, I will be apologizing for you mistakes"

y/n " I can go say sorry to the class and my mentors"

Jake " just stopp y/n you have done enough today just go else" you said nothing else everyone knew your dad loves your sibling more, then you because when they messed up it was okay but when you messed up it was bad. He will defend them more than he will defend you and that was true.

y/n " yes sir" you soon walked away it seems like everyone was listening to the conversation, you soon reached your mom and sister as they sat outside of the home with, some other mother and children by them having a good time.

y/n " hey"

tuk " sis you are home"

y/n " yes lesson got done early"

kiri " did they or did you mess up again come on sister you have to start thinking more, before you act"

y/n " I did my best"

y/n " umm can I help you all with the weaving I got better" neytiri and kiri looked at each other and soon looked at you.

kiri " sister I and mom have been working on this for months and we have to make sure the style stays good, and it and project me and mom have been trying to keep a secret for dad"

y/n " oh what is it for"

neytiri " a gift for you father is has all the families ikran on it"

tuk " all but mine"

kiri " hush once you get your ikran we will add it" you were looking over the project it had everything special about everyone, in the family well expect you.

y/n "I think you are all missing something"

kiri " no we are not everything on there"

y/n " no you are missing...." you had taken a step not trying to ruin anything but there was soon a loud rip sound.

kiri " no y/n " you soon looked down to see the image of your parents and family had been ripped in half.

y/n " I'm sorry I was making sure I didn't step on anything wrong, here I can help" you had moved out of the way trying to clean up the mess you had made accidentally, but tuk and some other kids were running around not paying attention and trip over you bow that you placed away safely, but one kid had tossed it down hoping to win the game but it was seen like you had done it. sending them falling into the ground, hurting themselves as cries let out.

neytiri " tuk"

y/n " oh tuk I'm so sorry I didn't see you"

neytiri " enough"

y/n " here let me help I can take tuk and take care of her"

kiri " enough sister please move ... move I need to attend to our sister you had hurt while not looking where you are going"

y/n " umm sure is there anything I can do"

kiri " no juts stop"

y/n " tuk I'm sorry so sorry"

tuk " it hurts"

y/n " oh tuk I'm so sorry when you are better I will make it up to you, hey hey don't we go for flight or you can have my desert at dinner"

tuk " can a hug help"

y/n " oh tuk"

neytiri " just leave you sister alone just go away for a bit, we can deal with her"

y/n " okay mom is there anything I can do while I'm gone I can get dinner or collect new materials for the project anything name it"

neytiri " become a better daughter and sister, and one of the people" you looked at you mom hurt and it seems like your sister heard it as well, but soon went back to attend to tuk who was still hurt because of you.

navi mother " you have no shame ruining your mom and sister work and not hurting children even your own sister"

y/n " I didn't mean to if there anything I can do"

neytiri " just go away y/n please just leave and don't come back" neytiri was now looking at you in the eyes and she was mad, it seems like she didn't see you as her daughter anymore. You didn't say anything else as you soon left, feeling all eyes on you getting dirty looks from the mothers and their kids. Once you were out of the view of the clan you soon started running as fast and far you legs can take you. You kept on running until you could no longer run anymore feeling the pain in your legs and feet.

y/n " I'm even a failure to my family" you didn't know where you ran to but you just wish to sit down and relax.

y/n " I can't be a warrior like the rest of my family and I will never be a healer like kiri ... I always mess up and can never do everything everyone else wants me to do it like .... I'm no true navi I'm a demon in false body"

y/n " even I'm bring my sibling into this when it not their problem"

y/n " now because of me we are losing this warrior and more lives will be lost, and now I rude dad gift he would of like so much I rude everything .... I'm selfish and childlish as well" tears were falling down your face as your felt like a complete failure as daughter, sister, and navi altogether. You even thought the human hate you as well as they will rush away and cover stuff when you came by, you were unwanted by everyone. expect your sibling, your grandmother, and spider they always love you and wanted to spend time with you.

y/n " I just wanted to be helpful and keep everyone alive and well" you soon felt something touch your forehead. You soon open your eyes to see a wood spirt you had gotten up and look at it.

y/n " hello little one are you lost" you reach out your hand as the spirt start floating over it making you laugh and smile, soon more spirts had shown up getting your attention.

y/n " well it look like you are not alone" the wood spirt had float down towards your feet and start making it way up, soon followed by other doing the same as well as the other float around you. A smile had grown on your face as this happen it was so beautiful and wonderful.

y/n " huh" it seems like the woods spirt were leading you towards something so you decide to follow them, going deep and deeper into the forest until you reached a grand spitter tree.

y/n " wow' you follow the spirts towards the grains tree as all the other trees started to glowing brighter and brighter. you soon reach the tree truck.

y/n " I have never been here what is here anyways where I'm" the spirt from earlier was floating near you, as one the tree branch was hanging low.

y/n " I'm going with you want me to grab and see what happens right, well I'm trusting you spirt and all your friends ... oh please great mother given me strength to be strong and helpful ... I just want to be there for my family and people as I feel lost and useless" you had closed your eyes and made the connection, soon open your eyes.

y/n " huh" you soon saw Thanator was trapped one of rda traps, you remember this day as you soon saw a child version of you. Who was walking slowing towards the creatures holding your blade as you walked towards the creature. the Thanator was looking at young you made and growling, as you raised up your blade looking like you were making a hunter blow when you cut off the trap from the creatures and removed and tracking device.

younger you " there you go see I mean you no harm" younger you had broken the tracking device in many piece and soon tossed it over a cliff.

young you " see all good now you are all better they will not find you" the Thanator soon looked at you and soon bowed towards you and your bow back, the creatures soon ran off into the woods. The Thanator was not the last creatures you saved from hunter traps.

y/n " I remember that day I was so proud of myself" soon another memory started playing it was other version of you from years ago . You had come across some rda scientists and one solider .

Scientist " leave us alone we mean you no harm"

younger you " I mean no harm as well"

Scientist 2 " then why are you here anyways"

younger you " I saw your fire and came to see if you need help ... you r friend is sick" you had seen the other humans laying down sweating badly and sick.

Scientist 3 " no please don't him he our friend he mean no harm, he has a family"

younger you " I'm here to help no cause anymore harm" you soon saw flower that could help and some herbs, you grabbed them and soon of metal cups starting cursing them.

solider "what going one ... she one of them what is is doing"

Scientist 3 " don't worry she her to help you"

younger you " the hot water can I use it"

Scientist " yes give her what she said" the forth scientist had grabbed the water and gave it to you, and you soon poured the water into the cup and soon walked to the man.

younger you " drink it and you will feel better" You were kneeling down towards the man as he looked at you, he soon took the cup his friend.

solider " it ever sweet"

Scientist " what did you give him"

younger you " a herbal tea that will help heal you friend he will feel better soon"

solider ' thank you"

younger you " you are welcome now you all most head back to your home, before the scouting party see you"

Scientist 2 " why are you helping us"

younger you " because I care and you all seem like you mean no harm"

scientist " are you well enough to move"

solider " yes ready to go"

younger you " here some advice the rda higher up are using you all I know you all came here for some reason, but once the rda has had it use with you they will leave you all behind"

Scientist " thank you child we will always remember this"

younger you " if you use this way you will be home befroe dark and avoid any hunters out there, the warriors and brave and will defend our homes ... I have show your kindness today where other wouldn't dont make me regret my choices" the human had looked at you soon clearing thier stuff and soon leave the area, you made sure their tracks were not followed.

y/n " I still wonder whatever happen to them after that day" you had shown kindness and help your so called enemies will others would not. You even shown kindness toward you clan members and humans even due they didn't like it most of the time. soon the memories ended and you back in the real world.

???? " you are not selfish or childish" you soon got scared when you heard a deep voice speaking to you, making you looked around to see tshaik standing near you but she seemed different.

y/n " hello have you called me here"

????? " yes I have called you here today as I have been sneaking you out since the day you open your eyes"

y/n " huh"

????? " you think you are useless, selfish, and childlish, failure I'm right" the women was walking around you as you following her every movement.

y/n " yes"

???? " that is false I have seen what you have done in the past showing kindness towards the creatures here and face the most dangerous ones, and being there for enemies you wish to understand verse hate them"

y/n " yes"

????? " you are not useless, selfish, childlish, and failure you are perfect my child as I have a dynasty made for you and you will discover more as you grow"

y/n " huh what do you mean"

???? " you have come to place that thsaik once they are in elders years can come and you are still young, that speak volumes you will be great tshaik one day"

y/n " no that is for my sister I can't take that away"

????" still caring for your family that why you will be perfect my child, you will be good tshaik and show everyone what you can do" the women was soon standing in front of you and soon tapped your forehead as wood spirts soon started circle around you, as the women disappeared as the tree starting glowing bright and brighter. The wind was blowing as well and you could hear this sweet song and soon everything had felt like it stopped.

???? " now go live your life with wonder and beauty it will not be easy, but you will do great things my child great things" soon it felt like everything had ended.

y/n " thank you" It was night time and you realized it was far to late to be away from home, your family might be worried for you. You soon raced home with a smile one your face as the spirts followed you, as the ground glowing under your feet as your feet hit the ground. While everything else glowed when you fingers touched them, you felt some happy once you reached home you were alone.

y/n " I'm home but it seems like no came looking for me ... it okay at least they are all okay that all the matters" you soon reached your home to hear and see you family having a good time eating dinner and talking, you wish to join them but you didn't after today you felt it was wrong.

y/n " I should leave it will be bad if they see me" you soon went to place you had made with your siblings and spider, you soon climbed all the way up there it was tree house that what Jake called it. You had picked some fruit while eating it, watching some the light turn. You looked out onto pandora wondering what will happen next and what was your dynasty. You had fallen asleep that night not feeling alone like past nights you felt like you were not alone. anymore and just maybe there was some others here and with the great mother that are on your side.

[eluxurex]

I don't know what to say. How to react to your kind actions. I should have dead that night, alone, with nobody to relate to. I should have died a pitiful death, being sold to a predator and ending up as nothing more than a lump of fat on their body; I should have died as nothing more than food. A freaking meal.

But then you came.

Just before I had been sold away to who would have been the highest bidder, you came along with an even higher price. I didn't see this as much, at that time it didn't seem to change the fact that I was still going to die. After the auction, I expected to be chained up once more, just before I would be completely sealed away in someone's gurgling gut.

"No need to chain him up, I'll eat him right here."

My eyes widened. I didn't expect my end to come this quickly. So this is really it then, I thought. There's was no point in running. Predators were much faster than my species. Besides that, you were much taller than any pred I had seen. I didn't need to be a rocket scientist to know that I won't get very far.

You looked me up and down with curious, blue eyes that seemed to be somehow scanning the very essence of my soul. I wasn't really much to look at, just another malnourished young adult who was unlucky enough to be in this place. But apparently, you liked that, as you just kept on such a warm smile that if I were not your prey, I would have seen this as a kind look.

You put your hands under my arms and lifted me. You were surprisingly gentle doing this, but I didn't notice at that time, for I was too busy apologizing to God for all my sins and asking for for forgiveness.

Then you opened your mouth. Sharp, white fangs glimmered in your mouth, reminding me just how much painful it will be if you ever decided to just nibble on me a bit. I did not relish the thought of that.

Strangely, you looked me in the eye just before swallowing me with a pitiful look. I couldn't tell if you were indirectly mocking me or were feeling sorry for me in any way. Not like it mattered.

Then you began to swallow me head-first. I was quickly covered in saliva. Even at the point of death, I was still somewhat marvelled on how someones throat could expand to take so much.

It didn't even take long before all that was left were my legs. You easily slurped this down, completely trapping me in your gut with no chance of escape. I suppose you enjoyed me, because after you belched, which being sounded more like an avalanche from where I was.

I wasn't sure how long I had been in there, but I suspected that by then, you were already at home, ready to relax and finally start digesting me. I didn't try to struggle, no, I wouldn't give you the thrill of that.

"It's okay,[REDACTED], I'm not going to hurt you."

I suddenly felt a small pressure on my head, presumably your hand patting me.I couldn't believe my own ears. I was sure I was going to die.

"H-How do you know my name?" I asked in a small voice, hoping you heard me.

"It's me, [REDACTED]. Surely, you still remember me?"

It took a while to realize, but yes, I did remember you. An old friend. You moved away so many years ago. And I couldn't really keep in touch with you, because didn't want me talking to a predator.

"Dude, it's been so long." You said. "What happened to you?"

I tried to summarize most of the things that had happened since you had gone. I told you about how my parents had gotten divorced, leaving me and my sister with my mother with little money to spare.

Then I told you how my mother had decided to be drinking and going to parties, basically neglecting us. I told you how instead of her allowing to go to highschool, she made a plaything for neighbouring preds.

How almost every day of the week, I had to go some dangerous predator's house and be their meal and they were allowed to try and digest me a bit and hurt me with their tummy acids as long as it didn't kill me.

It didn't take long before I broke down as a weeping mess in your gut, telling everything that had happened, no details spared.

I'm sorry you had to see me end up like this, I really am. Nevertheless, I'm grateful that you were at the right place at the right time to help me.

[foxedthecards]

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Mr Fox, why have you chosen Jonas’ body to inhabit (if you had a choice in the matter at all.) and why?

Oh now there's a VERY interesting question...

Mr Fox folds his arms and leans back, gazing at Master Grey. A smile crosses his face. It's about as neutral a smile as you can get.

"*Haven't the foggiest idea,*" he says in an even tone of voice. "*Strange thing that. First of all someone such as myself could have done better in that department. He is really quite the soppy little dishrag of a fellow, isn't he...*"

There's something uncanny about that smile when Mr Fox leans forward and when his black gloved hands touch the side of his face lightly it becomes apparent: it is a mask. His hands perform a flourish and now the mask is a grotesque caricature of pity, a single painted tear in the corner of the eye and lips pursed in exaggerated concern.

"*But poor dear little thing perhaps I felt sorry for him! Ah, but look at him, frightened, dejected and so very alone, a little rabbit paralyzed with terror!*" he croons, clasping his hands together. He pretends to wipe away a tear and in another flourish, the mask has changed yet again into the comically manly visage of a hero, golden locks curling around a stretched grimace calling itself a confident smile. "*My word...could I in fact be the hero to step in and save the day?*"

He made a gagging noise, flipping the mask and revealing a disdainful sneer, narrowed eyes, a curling mustache. "*Hardly. Perhaps he was merely a stepping stone, a patsy, a dimwitted chump in the wrong place at the wrong time. A weak-willed means, overpowered and dominated for my own nefarious ends! "

He ran his fingers across the mustache, giving the ends a dainty little twirl and then pulled, splitting the mask in two pieces as he stood up. Underneath that was revealed a Venetian style half mask in the manner of a black fox.

"*Or perhaps not even that. Perhaps I am in fact simply...an irredeemably wicked creature. A sly predator wishing to close my jaws around the neck of this squawking bantam rooster, steal him away, break his bones, open his chest, lick up that delicious red beating life oh but once again...why oh why oh why...*"

The eyes in the mask are open wide, gone completely gold and gold overflows and trickles down the sides of the mask. That smile is all salivating needles, the hands tremble, their nails pointed through the black leather gloves. There's shivering silver noises distorting his speech. Noises like glass breaking. The body starts to struggle, sags, knees buckling against one another, barely standing as that distorted voice rasps out.

"*Perrr...HAps to...bE...In...hU...manNNn...*"

The curtains abruptly sweep closed.

[sharry-arry-odd]

One of the figures–the so-called last of the humans–pointed and said, "Look." Off to their right, swirling in a thin ray of sunlight filtering in through the canopy, a kaleidoscope of butterflies–at least a dozen, monarchs all–dancing among the trees, a slow, silent tornado. And then the machine spoke. "B-butterfly wings are d-delicate. Touching one might c-cause the colors to fade, l-leaving the butterfly open to predators. It will not k-kill it immediately, but you are sentencing it to d-death regardless." "Yes," came the reply. "Yes. That's . . . that's what Nurse Ratched said when . . ." Memory, ever-present, a reminder of what was and what could be, if only one was brave enough to reach for it. "Vic?" He looked over at his friend beside him. Hap kissed him tentatively, sweetly. A single point of contact, and he tasted of metal. "What was that for?" Vic asked after he pulled away, touching his lips in wonder. "I w-wanted to," Hap said simply. He looked back at the kaleidoscope and smiled. "Nice. P-pretty. I l-like them." "I know," Vic said as he took Hap's hand in his. "You could . . . you can do that again. If you want." Hap rolled his eyes. "Oh, c-can I? G-good to know." But then he kissed the side of Vic's head, lingering. Be it man or machine, Victor thought, to love something meant loving the ghost inside, to be haunted by it. Humanity–that nebulous concept he didn't always understand–had lived and died by its creations. Perhaps Victor would too, one day, a final lesson in what it meant to exist. But that day was not today. As the butterflies danced, a human and machine looked on, their hearts beating as one.

In The Lives of Puppets, by TJ Klune

[david-watts]

You want to know why John Tardy is in that Poll? Well I’m here to tell you.

Back in the 60’s there was a Magazine called TV Century 21 it’s original run (and the only one important to this matter) was around 250 issues published weekly. I this magazine was primarily Anderson comic Strips, starting with Lady Penelope (predating her appearance on Tv by many months, Supercar, Fireball XL5, and Stingray. The premise of this magazine was that everything in it happened exactly 100 years after the issue came out, and the at everything was set in the same universe so they had linking material such as the ask 21 feature (which would latter spin of into its own comic) which centred on retired Secret Service Agent 21 asking the readers questions and answering their questions all done as though it was in universe, when he got his own strip it was set 20 years before the main narrative and saw 21 working with Steve Zodiacs Dad, Steve Zodiac Senior.

Now it also included several non Anderson Scripts which were also integrated into this universe, such as Burks Law, and most importantly here, the Dalek! (Exclamation Point included)

No Burks Law was treated as old file reports from the 1960’s and Supercar was seen from the TVC21’s Time Travel Camera, 21’s comic was also seen as file reports from the 2040’s (the main comic happing in the 2060’s)

Now the Daleks were the only non Anderson strip to crossover with the main Anderson narrative regularly. One section saw Lady Penelope interviewing Peter Cushing on his new Propaganda movie created to highlight the threat of the Daleks (which tells exactly what the Daleks Movies are, they are anti Dalek Propaganda), and 21 in his ask 21 strip would often reply readers questions but only about the Daleks and the Anderson sections.

When the Thunderbirds Tv series came out the Lady Penelope Strip was spun of into its own magazine (sadly several issues of this Magazine are un archived and have never been reprinted) which added several narrative to this world but in regards to the Daleks they are of little importance at this point.

The Daleks even made a very brief cameo in the Thunderbirds episode the Man from M.I.5 in which an issue of TVC21 is seen from behind (the page the Daleks! Was printed on) in a place is should have been (it is a newspaper for spies so it would make sense for a spy to have it in his briefcase.)

21 would also go on to cameo in Thunderbirds using one of his aliases.

Eventually TVC21 lost the rights to the Daleks right as they where about to start the invasion of Earth (having just discovered its location)

However this is where things get really interesting.

Over in Lady Penelope Magazine at the same time the Daleks! Gets cancelled the Angles strip starts (these being the angels from captain Scarlet) and in the first strip they are all brought together by a mysterious voice (latter revealed 8 months real world time to be Lieutenant Green) who mentions that a team is needed especially in light of the recent conflict. The conflict goes unnamed but considering that the Daleks will next be named twice in the Ask SPECTRUM feature (which replaced Ask 21) and that Colonel White Mentions that the Daleks Invasion was defeated and SPECTRUM was founded to deal with these kinds of threats. It is clear that the writers very much intended SPECTRUM to have been created because of the Dalek invasion.

But that’s not all going back to 1962 (well before this comic started and even before Doctor Who had started) the Planet Kemble makes its first appearance in Fireball XL5 several Years latter it would show up fully licensed as the main setting of the Daleks Masterplan, looking almost the same (the only change being changes that can easily been been explained by 2000 years of natural causes).

But the story does not end there.

In the Magazine Countdown UFO had a strip alongside Doctor Who proper in the 70’s. Prior to this SID a had already appeared in an episode of Captain Scarlet. But often in the Third Doctor Comics and the UFO comics technology that first appeared being used by UNIT a would end up being used by SHADO and visa-versa.

But wait there is more!

In the 90’s Doctor Who was off screen, sad. As was Anderson, also sad. But in the early 2000’s Doctor Who decided to publishes a novel set in the 2090’s of the captain scarlet world dealing with the fallout of the Mysteron war. Now but this point they could not use the names of the organisation or characters so they changed all the characters names, Colonel White became Colonel Leblanc, the Mysteron became the Myloki, Captain Black became Captain Death you get thew idea, but authorial intent was that this novel (the Indestructible Man) was set in the same Anderson Universe as previously shown.

A similar thing also happened with Blake’s 7 but I won’t get into it.

fascinating! I love how it's not just one thing

[whyreyousoobsessedwithme]

Spoilers undercut

Babes you’re a child

I just want this poor child to be happy

Also PTJ going CRAZY with these training methods

Lmao remember the last time we were told xiaolong, mandeok, and yuseong were on par with gun and goo🥴🥴

And Eli being forced to become gun☹️

I think Vascos training takes the medal for being the toughest so far

Ok so now with the Heather and her mom situation

Honestly because Heather is still being portrayed by ptj as a good person I don’t hate her. I see both sides to the theories however it’s a important to note that a lot happed to Eli during that time and we only saw a few flashbacks. And also important to focus on how how female characters are portrayed committing predatory acts in WEBTOONs in general, I feel like most authors don’t see it as bad because there’s not enough awareness about double standards in South Korea. Again both sides make sense to me but because of how Heather is being portrayed as Eli’s first love by the author himself, I don’t think she took advantage of Eli. Yall forget ptj is the author not you guys, at the end of the day these are fan theories, so I HOPE ptj clears this up because I NEED to know what actually happened. I don’t think anyone is in the wrong for thinking either of those theories are true because Eli and Heather’s interactions can interpreted differently by each individual, however what I do think is wrong, stupid, and hypocritical is people who see Heather as a predator getting upset when others don’t share that same belief. I have seen people going as far as to put words in others mouth and saying shit like “Heather is being forgiven because she’s a girl” or “y’all support r*pe”, all while defending all the shitty things Samuel, gun, goo, and olly have done. A traumatic childhood doesn’t excuse shitty actions.

Bonus: I literally had to take 2 images out for these memes because there’s a 10-image limit

Another one

ok slay🫶🏼

[airteacher]

Pema is Tenzin's sugar baby, nothing wrong with that, if it wasn't because he was definitely a predating on her (weeew)

//What makes you think he was predating on her? I'd like to understand more about this.

When I research what a predator looks like in a relationship, these are the key features of the predator that I've found: they're controling, they are sexually exploitative, they isolate their partner, they gaslight, and there's a general sense of harm.

I can see someone trying to make claims of sexual exploitation on Tenzin's part, but the thing is, if the sexual desire and want for children is mutual between partners then it's not exploitation. And I believe Pemzin relationship is mutual. The other thing I see on the list is that some people use against Tenzin's character is him possibly being controling. And I can see a case for that. He's very protective of his family; there's no arguing that. I can see that developing into being overly controling. But Pema seems to keep it in check, refering specifcally to her commenting "I'm not helpless," and her telling Tenzin Korra needs space when he's being overbearing and controling over her. She stands her ground, and doesn't let Tenzin's behavior develop into something worse.

Most importantly, in a predatory relationship there's a sense of harm and abuse. I don't see that in Pemzin. What I do see is mutual love and respect for each other. They support each other and bring out the best in each other. And while everybody has flaws that can turn unhealthy if not kept in balance, Tenzin doesn't match the criteria for a predator.

As for the sugar baby/daddy thing, I don't see the foundation of their relationship being based on that behavior, but I can see that happing for mutual fun and enjoyment at times. And I assume we're not talking about Tenzin having lots of money and Pema mooching off of that, because part of the monk lifestyle is relying on the generosity of others rather than dealing with money. I don't know if this is the case for Pemzin and their lifestyle, but I'm sure they would want to live as closely to the traditional monk practices as reasonably possible.

Besides being in love with each other, there's a lot of logical, healthy reasons for Tenzin to be with Pema that don't have anything to do with predating or sugaring, especially when you consider Tenzin's situation beforehand. Pema's everything he needs and wants in a partner. They have mutual asparations and lifestyles. She's supportive and is there for Tenzin in a way that Lin just couldn't be despite her best efforts. Pema's everything -- and I mean everything he could want and need in a partner. The whole check list is marked off and more when it comes to Pema. How can he say no to that?

I wish that the age gap wasn't so big, but it happens that way sometimes. (A friend of mine is in this situation and she's never been happier.) The important thing is they were both adults and beyond their teenage years when they made that decision.

[nominalappraisal]

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[dailymailnews]

Dirty dentist George Koudos another creep who should have known better

The case of George Koudos, the dentist convicted of sexual assault, starkly illustrates the vulnerability of trust in professional relationships. His actions shattered lives and left enduring scars on his victim, Alice, and her family.

As sex offenders go, George Koudos the dirty dentist isn’t the worst there is, just another creep who should have known better. Prison is full of people who have committed more serious crimes than the sleazy dentist did. But prison tends to trap losers — too stupid, too poor or too damaged to slither through the system the way someone as slippery as Koudos can George David Koudos has “resources”: the cash and contacts to avoid incarceration in the way common criminals can The law, properly and promptly applied, protects us all. But it is slow and clumsy at weighing the damage done by so in a position of trust who sexually assaults someone vulnerable. Which is what Koudos did. It happened in early December in 2017, when Creepy Koudos and his wife held a Christmas party at home in a fashio inner suburb. Their children’s nanny, a young woman then in her 20s, dropped in for a drink after attending a family friend’s Christ party nearby with her parents. We will call her Alice, not her given name. The dentist and his wife knew her family — in fact, the couple had met Al through her parents seven years earlier, blurring the line between professional and personal in ways that the predator exploit. Koudos’s wife worked for Alice’s father’s firm and Koudos was Alice’s dentist, intertwined ties that made what happen painful. Alice arrived about 10.15pm. On her way in, she saw a woman friend and chatted briefly. Later, Alice remembered th spoken about the woman leaving early because her child was feeling sick. The point being, as Alice recalls, she was “fully coherent at that stage”.

She then sipped a gin and tonic and posed for some snaps with the dentist’s wife, a friend as well as employer. She ch friends of the family. “I presume I had more than one drink,” she recalls. “But this is where it gets weird. I have only flashbacks of what hap next.” She recalls walking outside because she felt faint. She recalls tripping into a bush, scratching her leg. She recalls walking on a cobblestone lane, the one where her phone and wallet fell from her handbag. Looking back on it, she can’t help wondering if a drink had been spiked. (Much later, Alice and a friend had their drin spiked in a bar “and it felt the same.”) She made it back to the Koudos house, wobbly and disoriented. The children had been sent to relatives for the night, went into the son’s bedroom and lay down on the empty bunk and dozed off.

The dentist’s wife brought Alice a glass of water, tucked her in and left the door open. Alice: “Next thing I know is George Koudos is on top of me with a hand pulling up my shirt — the shirt buttons are un I’m digitally penetrated. I look but I can’t fight.” Koudos’s wife appeared in the doorway and yelled at him. He hurried out. Alice was still groggy. “I wake up at maybe six or 6.30,” she recalls. Alice found Mrs Koudos mopping the floor and guessed she had been up all night. She sensed a coldness that would n explained until years later, when it was revealed that Koudos had lied about the incident to his wife, claiming he’d be tempted into a consensual fling rather than committing an unprovoked sexual assault. Alice realised she had lost a friend, a loving connection with children she’d cared for almost since birth, and her own mind. The one thing she hadn’t lost was self respect. Regardless of Koudos’s lies, she knew she had been sinned against — n reverse. She borrowed a phone to order a ride home to Collingwood.

When she got there, she went to her parents’ room. They were still asleep. “I stand there like a ghost. Mum wakes up and sits up bolt upright.” That’s when Alice’s family — happy, generous, friendly people — fell into a darker place than they had ever been. They felt shock, anger and regret. Later came twinges of self reproach, the inevitable and haunting “what ifs”. What if they had never met Koudos? What if they had never introduced family members to him? What if Alice hadn’t their party? Those feelings and more would strike in the coming months. But on that Sunday morning, the family was numbed. A called Lifeline, then a counsellor, and forced herself to whisper the phrase she would later say many times: “I have be sexually assaulted.” They went to the Royal Women’s Hospital. As they left the house, Alice’s father stepped aside to take a call. Alice asked him who was calling so early on a Sunday morning.

“The police,” he said. “Someone found your wallet and phone and handed them in at South Melbourne police station, they’re asking if you’re OK” What Alice didn’t realise was that her father had just told the police he thought she had been sexually assaulted. At th hospital, her answers to questions asked by medical professionals confirmed what her parents already sensed but she want to spell out. She did not yet feel strong enough to lay charges against the man who had betrayed her trust — personally, as an em and as her dentist.

“I was so mortified I refused to do anything about it. I just couldn’t fathom it.” To disguise her distress, for 18 months she buried herself in study, hobbies and other work. She avoided going anywh the suburb of the attack. She still does. Koudos might not have realised it then, but he had lit a slow fuse that would scorch his lucrative professional career a ultimately, torch his reputation.

At the beginning he was able to bluff his wife with the fabrication about a consensual drunken liaison. One problem with that story was that because he’d been trying to lose weight, Koudos wasn’t drinking much — which suggested that when he claimed he was “wasted” at the time, it implied use of substances other than alcohol. The clear possibility that a dentist (legally able to access restricted painkillers and sedatives) might abuse drugs himse highlights the question that Alice asks: was she drugged with a spiked drink? If her drink were spiked, it casts an even more sinister light on the assault. Of course, supplying a target with potent m drinks, Canberra style, has the effect a sexual predator wants: weakened physical defences and blurred or blank mem Despite damage to his marriage, Koudos might have thought he’d dodged a bullet. It seems he concentrated on rescui reputation. It is possibly a coincidence that from 2018 he ramped up a new interest in volunteer charity work — going overseas t poor people’s teeth. Koudos’s sudden passion for good works was described in glowing terms in dental trade publications, in which a frien reporter highlighted his 15 volunteer trips to Vanuatu with the Australian Christian Dental Aid group. Apart from his new missionary zeal, Koudos also joined Rotary. A Rotary publication praised his “strong volunteer mi stating “In addition to his work as a volunteer dentist in Vanuatu, he also volunteers on a fortnightly basis at an inner food truck service …” If someone was advising Koudos how to play nice guy, it backfired when he approached Alice with an “apology” 18 m after the assault. He came to her door in May 2019, describing himself to another visitor as “a friend”. He told Alice he was “sorry” for what I did”. The visit horrified her, triggering her distress over the assault all over again. She slammed the door and called her mother — and later the police. Finally, she told her story in detail. The police se taped telephone call in which Koudos cagily conceded to Alice he had committed the assault, although he did not adm invasive act that constitutes statutory rape. When the police questioned him, he gave a no-comment interview. Creepy Koudos was on the hook but a long way from being landed. Meanwhile, his wife learned the truth and decided charges against him, too — of assaulting and abusing her more than once. Koudos had his licence to practise suspended, costing him a quarter of a million dollars a year. But he could still draw from the busy practice, which was worth millions if he sold

He could afford the sort of advice from the sort of advisers whose skills keep well-heeled clients out of court as long a possible, within the rules. The Koudos camp played the game to the end and into time on. Prosecuting his assault on Alice was complicated by t parallel legal battle with his (now) ex-wife, which cost him a $2000 fine and a good behaviour bond. Alice did not see him for more than four years, until she and her family attended court in January this year — and ag March to see him sentenced at last. In theory, a man can get up to 10 years for sexual assault. In practice, it’s not that way for well-defended “cleanskins” prior convictions and a list of good works. Such as his $10,000 donation to charity and a timely loan to a couple to se son to a school for autistic children. Plea bargaining vaporised the rape charge. Koudos pleaded guilty to sexual assault of Alice and was given a two-year corrections order to do 350 hours of unpaid community work and to complete a men’s behavioural change program. He stood in the dock, a stumpy 45-year-old man, his hair slicked into a topknot that would suit a teenage footballer, a and her parents finally got to have their say in front of family and friends.

Alice’s father spoke for both parents, perhaps parents everywhere, when he made a victim impact statement. “There is a saying ‘You are only as happy as your least happy child’,” he began. “Since 10 December 2017 this has bee life …” He spoke for a few minutes, every line touching and sincere. Then Alice stepped up. “George, you made a choice six years ago, which to this day has a crushing impact on me as well as the lives of my fa friends. The horror of being violated and betrayed by you, someone I did trust, has permanently scarred me. “I have lost 6 years, 2 months, 25 days (and counting) of my life. I have lived in a constant state of shame, completely and utterly mortified about what you did to me through no fault of my own. The constant flashbacks remain I am a 35- year-old woman who checks under the bed each night.” When she’d almost finished she turned and looked squarely at him. “George, remember that you had a choice, yet you gave me none.”

Alice’s courage in facing her assailant in court was a testament to her resilience and determination to seek justice. Despite the legal complexities and the emotional toll, her voice was heard, ensuring that George Koudos faced consequences for his actions.

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Yautvember day 1!

first hunt

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@jacklycan

[jinouchibhue]

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[vitalphenomena]

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