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Sypnosis: satoru, your fiance, ditched you on your date and you get mad. That's it.
Part 2 is up but it's not fulfilling trust.
You never minded the bromantic shit they did honestly. But privileges are not always limitless, even if he were the strongest it didn't give him the right to ditch your date that you planned WEEKS ahead for his 'bff'.
You've been sitting patiently in the new catcafe that opened up just recently, looking at the clock every now and then, fixing your sundress which you specifically picked to match his oceanic eyes. He was late.
You had hopes.. so you waited
2 hours went by. Hah. Must be traffic.
4hours. Okay maybe he's getting yelled at by yaga again... stupid satoru.
6hours and you were done, the sun had already went down and the employees were looking at you weird. On god you heard somebody pity you through whispers
"Aww looks like she got ditched"
Just when you were gathering your things to fucking leave, you heard a ping. As pathetic as it was you wished it was satoru and as mean as it was you wished for him to either be dead or seriously injured to have had ditched your date.
Toru : *sent 6 pics*
Toru : look ml , sugu took me to this super cool carnival thing. The deserts were SO GOOD, coming home btw <3
So.. he forgot.
At moments like this you swore you would've stayed calm but this date was marked on the fucking calender for God's sake, it wasn't some last minute hang out.. it was a fully planned date that you were looking up to since satoru and you had not been able to see eachother because of your busy schedules.
You walked inside your shared apartment, sighing to just... let this disappointment pass and talk to your beloved about it but as soon as you entered the living room your anger went through the roof.
Satoru and suguru, in a very suggestive fucking pose(jk they were about to kill eachother). With what seemed like YOUR makeup spread all across their stupid faces.
Now normally you'll beat their asses and make them clean the whole room but this time you just stared at them, barely being able to handle your overwhelmed nerves.
They looked at you with fright evident on their faces. Shit.. they were done for.
They waited for you to get mad but nothing happened i mean their limbs were still attached so they looked up at your.. trembling figure? Wait what.
You've had enough. Unable to control your anger but also unable to get mad at them, you did the next best possible way to let it out.. you cried.
Panicking satoru stood up and quickly ran to you.
"Baby, w-why are you crying?? I'm sorry, was that kit your favourite? I can buy you a new one, baby please don't cry oh I know-"
"shut up."
....
"What?"
He looked confused and you were loving the look of helplessness on his face. Is that how you looked when you were waiting for him in that cafe?
"Are you guys-" suguru tried to calm the tense air surrounding everyone.
"I said shut.up." You gritted your teeth, hands fisted.
"Babe we're so-"
"don't you get it? I said SHUT UP" You yelled, You didn't mean to but you did.
"Woah woah okay y/n , calm down. Talk to us." suguru tried to comfort you.
But you were never in the mood for peace.
"Talk?? HAH about what?? The fact that MY fiance ditched me ,forgot about our date and went to fucking make out with the guy he sees almost everyday while I have to literally make an appointment to see him TWICE a week." You yelled whatever your brain could comprehend.
Okay maybe you were exaggerating it a bit but they deserved it anyways because that's how you felt.
Your ears rang , eyes glossy and you were trembling so fucking bad. Turning away you stomped to your bed room and shut the door with a long bang.
In the living room, satoru looked just as shocked as suguru disappointed.
"Fuck.."
A/n : I wrote this In a hurry cause the idea was slipping sorry 😬😬 also please be totally honest in the comments if you have to, I just want feedback. English is not my first language and this is my first fic so forgive and complain 🫶
#jjk fanfic#jjk x reader#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#anime#jjk fandom#jjk x you#gojo satoru x reader#satoru gojo#geto suguru#laukern writes
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banda x reader
[2.2k words.]
[Warning: Banda Sunato - A literal serial killer. Smutty🤭 I heard people were down bad for this guy. Probably OOC, I was only experimenting. Public fucking, choking, slight degradation, slight non-con, orgasm denial, biting, fingering, dirty talk. I think that's all😬.]
Probably one of my favs that I have done so far..
Solitary confinement, what an interesting game for an interesting girl. I was more than accustomed to the concept of prison cells, and lonesome nights against drab, grey walls. I was comfortable with the types of people I'd find in such locations and knew, like the mildly intelligent person I was, that no one here was to be trusted. Nor did they, in turn, deserve my trust. That's not to say I couldn't pass on a fake, deceiving type of trust.
I hummed at my pickings. Groups of wavering souls, dividing into groups, lead simply by one being. They were sheep - Lost puppies. Born into this hellish scape just to follow. That, in itself, was a sign of weakness. Naivety and too much trust in one leader could spiral into consequences no man would desire.
"Tell me my suit and I'll say yours." A voice spoke, with much desperation. Yet in their tone, an unattractive amount of force rose to the surface. I lifted my brows, turning to face the man beside me. He appeared edgy. With dark, messy hair, that draped over his left eye like a patch.
"Bold." I stated simply. Flicking my gaze up his pathetic stance. "Are you really that desperate?" I questioned and the man lowered his head into a nod. "Answer this." I whispered, toning down my voice, and stepping closer to his form. He tensed, face disturbingly easy to read. "Why should I inform you?" I spoke, eyes dropping to his mouth.
"Uh." He appeared stuck. "I- I'll tell you yours? It's a good deal!" He seemed unsure, and his words wavered. I scoffed and took in his features. Scanning the regret in his one visible eye. "I can ask anyone in this room. You're not special." My face fell and I spoke with such an earnest tongue, his eye widened and he backed away from my figure. "I'm sorry ma'am. I'll ask someone else." He bowed, scurrying off in such a pathetic manner, I almost became disgusted. Though the obvious power I held over him seemed to lift my mood.
I watched, criticizing him as he asked a fellow participant. One that had previously caught my eye. Banda Sunato. A tall, broad-shouldered man. With a charismatic smile, and appealing puppy shaped eyes. He was handsome, gorgeous, pretty, but a fucking psycho. He was a serial killer, the causing death of four innocent women. Almost five..
Fortunately, the fifth famously escaped his grasp. Ultimately giving him in and enduring a harsh several months with him in court. He was sentenced to death, and the woman was pleased with her work, though that only ignited more anger in her jaws as she clenched them at the sight of her almost killer.
I was the fifth.
Banda freed a held-back frustration within my features. I loathed him, and the way he spurred butterflies against the lining of my stomach made me despise him more. A love-hate relationship with a convicted murderer.
I had been staring, and the thoughts spiralled until I caught his eyes. Amused, and gleaming against the light as he traced his hungry gaze across my skin. I was the one who got away. The one he had sworn to find, capture and kill if seen again.
He stretched out his neck and straightened his posture. All attention had been sweeped from the edge lord by his side, and now his undivided awareness was set on me. I swallowed, averting my gaze before settling on heading toward the cafeteria. There was no need to be afraid. I was safe, for now.
I hastily took my feet down the dark, dusted floors. Landing myself in a large room, packed from the ground to the ceiling in a wide variety of snacks. I composed myself. Slipping my hand from my side and sliding my fingers over a packet of cookies.
"How fortunate am I?"
"I don't want to speak to you." I replied bluntly. Fixing my hair as I plucked my desired snack from it's place. I spun on my heel, only to meet Banda's fiery gaze. Set on nothing but my face. My breath hitched and he took my arms, sticking me to the shelves, and trapping me with his chest and ribs. "Oh, but you wanted to speak on that night.." He whispered, a sense of teasing in his tone. I remained still, disgust reaching my expression as he lowered his head. Keeping eye-contact until he reached my jaw. "You were more than pleased to cry out my name."
He planted his soft lips on my skin. Kissing my jawline with such a delicacy, you wouldn't have thought he was a serial killer. A monster. "I wouldn't do that." I strained my voice, tilting my head away from his touch. Something burned against my face and I cursed at how obvious my flusterment had become. My chest twisted at the feel of his rough palms. Falling onto my hips, and holding me into place. He gripped harder, releasing a low chuckle against my ear. "Why's that, baby?" He found this fascinating. Almost hilarious.
There was no use in me fighting back, yet I couldn't let him know how much my body craved him. "You're pathetic, thinking I don't know how much you need me." He whispered sternly, lifting his head and setting his intense stare on my eyes. "You think I don't know what's going on down here?" He questioned, though it was rhetorical, as his left hand stroked my inner thigh, and suddenly his slender fingers trailed over the wet patch on my pants.
"I'm not scared of you." I managed out, through the gap in my lips. "No?" He asked. "You should be." Two of his fingers hooked my pants, and moved the fabric to the side. I gasped lightly at the contact of cold air, until my clit was met with his fingertip. Gliding between my folds and brushing over my sensitive heat. "You really should be." He repeated, but lower, against the skin of my neck. He licked at my throat, and sucked at the flesh, all while he slipped in one of his thin fingers. He curled it inside of me, provoking a soft moan from my lips. "You.." I froze, squeezing my eyes shut. "You can't kill me...weapons and murder are.." A chuckle was muffled by my damp skin, and Banda sunk a second finger inside of me. "Prohibited!" I cried, biting harshly on the flesh of my lip.
"I can still fuck you." He whispered, lips brushing over my neck. Leaving the ghost of a kiss. He raised his head and glared deep into my glossed over eyes. His lips twitched into a smirk - Sadistic, but undeniably attractive. He lifted his spare hand and set it gently on my cheek. "Y/n, y/n." He spoke my name and I bit down harder. Mistakenly pushing my hips down against his fingers. They pumped into me, luring my orgasm, as well as the truth of my fondness for him.
He clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, tilting and letting his head fall subtly to the side. "This won't be fun unless I fuck you into insanity." He stated. His tone soft, despite his words meaning. "So I'll only grant you a release when you admit how much you crave me."
My eyes widened. "Please.." I unknowingly whimpered, begging for him to cast me some sort of pleasure. He simply smirked at my desperate attempts, fingering me mercilessly until my eyes rolled, and my head slammed against the wooden frame of the shelves behind me. "Banda!" I cried, sweat forming on my brow. He swiped his tongue against his lips, removing his fingers and shoving the two digits between my lips. "Suck." He commanded, and I obliged. Swirling my tongue over his fingertips. Tasting my own arousal. He appeared content, slowly sliding his fingers from my mouth, and dragging down my lower lip. He dropped his hand and replaced it with his lips. Soft and rough. Moving against mine with such a deep passion, my body was again, heating at the interaction.
He pulled away and traced my pained features with his stare. How my eyes had became watery with the denial, and how my lips had became swollen at how hard I had been biting down. "Do you like the way I touch you?" He whispered gently, manoeuvring his hands to sit either side of my head. He pushed himself closer, and my inner thigh was greeted by his hard cock, clothed by his jeans. He rubbed himself over me, grinding into my soaking pussy. The soft fabric applied pressure to my clit, and the mere fact his twitching dick was beneath these confines made my stomach drop and twist. "Banda, please, I can't take this.." I admitted, whining as I gripped his broad shoulders. Steadying myself as I rocked on his boner. "Stop teasing me!" I cried out, whimpering and moaning at the feel of his warmth against me. Banda lowered his head, grunting against my earlobe. His hot breath hit my neck and I dropped my head back, parting my lips.
"I'll fuck you with my cock right here." He groaned, biting down on the skin of my neck. Leaving behind a fresh, purple mark. His teeth grazed the muscle and I clenched my thighs, brushing myself against his dick. "All I need is for you to admit what a whore you are for me." He spoke, breaths strangled as he sunk his teeth into my flesh. I let out a silent moan, opening my lips and closing my eyes.
"Fuck! I want you, fuck...please, Banda.." My voice lowered. "I don't care anymore, just fuck me."
I hadn't had to ask twice. His pants were already unzipped and his large cock had already been freed. He slipped the length into his hands, biting onto his lip as he pumped the shaft a few times. I composed myself, fingers curling over the edge of his shirt. I creased the fabric, and my nails dug into his clothed skin as I felt him enter. He sunk inside of me, grunting softly at the way my walls clenched and tightened around his much-wanted cock.
"Fuck." He whispered, pleasure and lust shrouding his mind. His breaths became ragged as he slid his hands up my body, across my exposed collarbone, and against my neck - Where he clamped his palms around my throat. Squeezing gently as he rutted into me. His thumbs rubbed, and circled my airways sensually. I was gasping, letting out strangled and strained sobs, mixed with hot, pleasured moans. "Ruin me...please." I let out an airy breath. Staring at his features through damp lashes.
Banda groaned, squeezing roughly around my throat as I choked. He filled me, sinking his cock into me until I began hyperventilating beneath his touch. "Fuck, like that." He almost whined, "Squeeze around my cock like that, baby." His breaths were airy and I moaned at the way he entered me. Fucking into me like an animal. I clenched around him, head going dizzy at both the lack of air and abundance of pleasure. "Banda!" I cried softly. "I'm gonna cum, please."
"Do you...think you're deserving of it?" He spoke, hesitating to catch his breath every few words. My eyes grew and I subtly struggled in his grip. "Banda!" I whined. He found that amusing, and lowly chuckled, inhaling sharply as my high arrived. He twitched and a short whimper fell from his wet lips. "Cum for me, baby." Banda whispered. "Cum on my cock."
He smirked, eyes filled with ecstasy, as he pounded into me. Bathing in the lewd moans I gifted him, and the way I recited his name. Crying it like a sacred prayer. "Banda, please!" I whined, squeezing my eyes shut as I gasped and came on his cock. He slipped into me, each thrust deeper than the last. His fingers tightened around my throat, and quite frankly, I felt as if I were on the verge of fainting. The pleasure was overwhelming.
"Fuck, Y/n." He let slip, moaning as his last thrust triggered his arrival. He pushed himself deep inside of me, slapping his pelvis and balls against me as he came. He filled me, breathing heavily as his cum spread against my insides. I gasped out a muffled moan. "Banda.." I whispered, eyelids fluttering to a close. My head tilted to the side and he sighed in pleasure. Taking his large palms and gripping my shoulders. I fell against his chest, too tired to lift my legs. "You love me." Banda whispered, pride filling his malicious smile. He fixed himself up before grasping my legs, and handling me into a bridal hold. "You wish.." I breathed out against his chest, smirking with the remainder of my energy. I could feel his heartbeat, and his chest shake as he chuckled.
Grey smeared past me in the form of cell walls. Though I couldn't be too sure. My consciousness drifted past me, circling over my dazed head like a sea.
"I see I haven't fucked you into insanity yet?" He breathed. An obvious smirk on his features. "Round two?"
#aib#aib x reader#aib smut#banda sunato#banda x reader#banda sunato smut#banda alice in borderland#banda smut#smut
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RL Story
Finding a place to live, turned out to be an even more difficult task, than the divorce last week.... N. and I have been looking for a new home for weeks. It was difficult to find something that we both like & fit our budget. I wanted the perfect place for us and our Baby. AND, I didn’t want to have to move constantly, like the last 2 years. I had enough of it! That’s why I was willing to spend a little more money than usual for our new home. But N. was somehow of a different opinion.
However, slowly I became desperate. I didn’t feel like looking for apartments anymore. I was pregnant! My legs were killing me and this apartment we visited did not suit me. I mean, it was a beautiful place. There were 2 bedrooms, but one of them was way too small. Only a singel bed fits in that room. Sorry but that's not a bedroom for me. Rather a.... storage room. N. noticed that I was somehow..... unhappy.
Nico: I thought you’d like this place.
Me: Agh, it doesn't matter..... You make all the decisions for us. I have nothing to say anyway. Especially when it comes to financial stuff. I have no money compared to you. 😒
Nico: Do you think I have cash comming out of my ass?
Me: No! But if you weren't so stingy, we would already have an apartment, a perfect home for us and our son! I have the feeling that our future is not important enough for you. A home costs money! You have to understand that! And I don’t feel like moving again in a year, which is also a waste of money in the long run.
Nico: Ok! So you want us to buy this one apartment that we both liked. But.... it's not finished yet!! We need a home, NOW!
Me: That’s why I’m so stressed! We haven’t achieved anything yet! We haven’t even bought a bed for our Baby, we don’t have a home, N.! And those damn social workers from the hospital are gonna come by soon, to check me out. It's-.... Idk? Idk what to do? 😫
Nico: Don’t worry. I have something I want to show you. I think after that, you’ll feel better.
Me: What? 😩
Nico: Let’s go to my Mom’s. She's got something for us. I helped her and... well, I wanted to surprise you.
Me: I’m tired, N.! I know, I’m such a buzzkill, but I’m not in the mood to visit your Mom right now.
Nico: Ok, but tomorrow, I’ll show you what I got for you.
Me: And what do we do about the apartment I want? We have to decide, otherwise someone else gets it. I have to let them know!
Nico: At home you just explain me, why you think this apartment is a good investment for us. We will discuss this together in peace again. If you’re actually right, I don’t mind. We’ll buy the apartment you want. But we also need a temporary home, yk?
Me: I’ve got it all figured out. I’ll explain it to you. 🙂 C'mon, let's go home.
Let’s see if I can convince N.?.... Of course I can! I'll get what I want! At least.... this time, I got what I want. 😬
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All those ideas are so good! but my favorite is the cursed Targbros with an immortal life remembering what they could have been and what really was. Especially Aegon, he would probably blame himself for listening to Otto/Alicent and taking the crown and screwing up his life and his brothers'. He really believed for a moment that he was doing this to protect Jace but in the end his war killed her (aaand basically the entire family 😬) and now he can't even follow her into death. You don't have to write it down but can we talk more about that? 🥲 tell us your vision of this universe
I love talking about these things and I’m probably going to talk a little TOO much here but that’s ok 🥲
For what it’s worth, I would like to write this one day, but it would probably be a longfic and I want to focus on completing The Main Timeline before I start working on spinoffs. Modern AU is an exception because it’s a lot more lighthearted, and I can put that out one at a time as shorter fics when I need a break from heavier stuff.
^most iconic shot IMO from the Goblin Kdrama that inspired this idea. I’ll continue my rambling under the cut so I don’t spoil the show for anyone who was thinking of watching it.
Like the show, the fic would be dual timeline with cuts between the medieval Dance era and the modern era. In the modern day, the three Targbros are wandering around in their sad immortal forms. (Helaena’s role TBD, but I like the idea of her being an equivalent of the all-knowing granny in the kdrama.) Some of their memories have been locked away, but they remember enough to know they’re brothers, and their immortality has been given as a punishment. The three of them all have to do stuff that they hate. Aegon, like the kdrama grim reaper, is stuck in the bureaucracy of the afterlife sorting death paperwork. Aemond, like the goblin, has to help people *shudder*. Haven’t figured out Daeron’s job, but it probably involves being mean/violent.
Velaryon girls have been reborn into the modern world without any memories of their past lives. When they all meet, that triggers some of the Targbros’ memories to come back, and the bros freak out as they start to remember all the war crimes, treachery, etc.
Aegon’s past is very similar to the kdrama grim reaper’s backstory. He was a king who listened to bad counsel, which led to him giving the order to execute his beloved wife. Afterwards he felt so guilty that he drank himself to death/was poisoned.
Aemond, like the kdrama’s goblin, killed A LOT of people during his human life. He also caused Luce’s death in this universe’s history, which set off the Dance. He felt guilty but also doubled down on his actions (which I suspect is what Aemond will do in S2?), which led him on a downward spiral of mass violence.
Daeron (who doesn’t have an equivalent in the kdrama) came very close to finding a way to end the Dance without further violence. Joff sneaked over to meet him while he was traveling with the Hightower army to negotiate peace terms. But there was some miscommunication/betrayal (maybe caused by Hugh and Ulf), maybe some accusations of dark sorcery, which led to the army leaders having Joff burned at the stake.
Fast forward to modern day, where the girls (who are reborn as sisters because I don’t wanna keep them apart) are dealing with normal life issues like trying to pay bills, dead-end jobs, etc. Suddenly these three randos show up, acting overly familiar and having very extreme mood swings (because they’re dealing with resourcing memories). And the girls are just like… “They’re hot but they seem kinda crazy, idk. 🤨”
I haven’t really thought of the rest, sorry 😅.
#my writing#ask me anything#hotd fanfic#house of the dragon#hotd fic#hotd#house of the dragon fanfic#goblin au
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Lookism Chapter 431 Memes/Thoughts I Have:
(SPOILERS !!! I don’t own any of the Lookism panels and the translations. Only the memes that I made.)
Sorry for the late post, I had no idea that I was going to be a bit busy today. 🙏🏽 BUT GOD, THE SUSPENSE WAS KILLING ME FROM THE LAST CHAPTER. LET’S SEE WHO THE NEWEST MEMBER IS… 👀
I FUCKING KNEW IT!!!!!!! 😫😫😫😫
AND LOOK AT HIM, WEARING THE SAME CLOTHES AS TAESOO MA!!!! 😳 I think it was pretty obvious because Daniel Park did say that they’ll meet each other again.
HE’S EVEN WEARING THE SAME COAT AS TAESOO MA!!! And THAT’S the reason why he decided to join? Understandable. Eli Jang will eventually get his wake up call in the future. 😬
I miss this type of interaction between Jay and Daniel. It reminds me of the older Lookism chapters when they used to go to school and Daniel used to be the mediator. I’m just glad that we get to see Jay and Daniel together again, regardless if it’s Daniel in his OG body. 😭💞
OHHHHHH YEAHHHHHH, THE BADASSES ARE IN BUSINESS. ALL IN ONE CREW. 😎✨
ZACK BAHAHAHAHAHAHA. THIS HAD ME LMAAAAOOOOOO WHAT A MOOD.
BRUH. THESE PANELS OF SAMUEL BEING AN INSANE GOOF IS KILLING ME. 💀💀💀 HELP-
I honestly feel bad for him. He's been injected like TWICE so far. Wthhh 😭
OHHHHHH MY GOD. THAT TRANSITION???? HELLO??? IT’S ONE OF OUR FAV BLONDES!!!!! AHHHHHH I’VE BEEN WONDERING WHERE HE’S BEEN ALL THIS TIME.
PLEEEEASE, THE WAY HE’S WEAK FROM SHOTS BUT NOT WEAK FROM FIGHTING ANYONE.
THE BABY BAND-AID, I- SDHFJSDHFSJDFJSD HE’S SUCH A BABYYYYYYY. AHHHHHHHHHHH I CAN’T.
BROOOOO LOOK AT THIS FOOL. HE’S ALL GUCCI-ED OUT BRUH LIKE DAYUUUUUUM. His outfit could pay off my rent. (God, simping for this man is like a guilty pleasure. sheesh)
UMMMMM SIR. YOU’RE SAYING ALL OF THIS IN FRONT OF A DOCTOR????? Realistically, he’d call the police. Unless, if he’s affiliated with HNH Group or The Workers, thennnn... that’s probably why? IDK ANYMORE LMAO.
Also, tell me why I thought he was Seongjun Baek from Viral Hit for a second. 😂😂😂😂
Ummm... Are y’all REALLY going to talk about this right now?
WHILE YOU TWO ARE FALLING???????? 😰
Jake Kim, the GOAT. HE’S SUCH A GOOD GUY, AHHHHHHH. WE DON’T DESERVE JAKE. 😭😭😭😭 God, he’s such a kind soul. ❤️
She’s pretty and all, but I still resent her for what she did when she was still with the Workers. 😤
E W. LMAAOOOOOOOO NO.
PTJ really drawing pretty panels out here.
EWWWWWWW x2 LMFAAAAOOOOOO. GET FUCKED.
THIS IS SUCH A PRETTY SCENE ASDHFKJASDHFHJSDHF. DISNEY PRINCESS, WHO???? (Even though, I wouldn’t consider her as one because... yk... Wow, I really have mixed feelings about this.)
I guess they have their own “happy ending” even though Vivi doesn’t really deserve it imo lol.
JAMES LEE ALWAYS BE POPPIN WITH STYLE. HE SERVIN!!! 💅🏽
BRUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. PTJ REALLY GIVING US THESE ANGLES MAN. WTFFFFFFFFFFF???? BRO I CAN’T IMAGINE HOW THE JAMES LEE FANS MUST HAVE FREAKED OUT OVER THIS PANEL. HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA IM SOBBIN. 💀💀💀💀💀💀 (like, “Yes sir, let me sit on your lap.”)
For the James Lee simps: If you were to be there watching, what would you do? 😈
LMFAAAAOOOOOOO HE LOOKS SO FUNNY SITTING THERE, LEANING ONTO THAT LOW ASS CHAIR. WHY IS HE LEANING BACK LIKE THAT? BRUH I’M DEAD. 😭😭😭💀💀💀💀💀 HE LOOKS LIKE HE NEEDS TO TAKE A SHIT DURING THIS MEETING WITH EUGENE, SO HE HAD TO LEAN BACK JUST TO HOLD IT IN HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Ayo Eugene, you better tell him once he does his part of the deal. No games pls, bc you play too much. 😘
#lookism#lookismaddict#lookism webtoon#lookism spoilers#lookism spoiler#lookism memes#daniel park#zack lee#lookism vasco#jay hong#hudson ahn#samuel seo#johan seong#goo kim#xiaolung#lookism eugene#james lee
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solitary! || banda x reader
[2.2k words.] [Warning: Banda Sunato - A literal serial killer. Smutty🤭 I heard people were down bad for this guy. Probably OOC, I was only experimenting. Public fucking, choking, slight degradation, slight non-con, orgasm denial, biting, fingering, dirty talk. I think that's all😬.]
Solitary confinement, what an interesting game for an interesting girl. I was more than accustomed to the concept of prison cells, and lonesome nights against drab, grey walls. I was comfortable with the types of people I'd find in such locations and knew, like the mildly intelligent person I was, that no one here was to be trusted. Nor did they, in turn, deserve my trust. That's not to say I couldn't pass on a fake, deceiving type of trust.
I hummed at my pickings. Groups of wavering souls, dividing into groups, lead simply by one being. They were sheep - Lost puppies. Born into this hellish scape just to follow. That, in itself, was a sign of weakness. Naivety and too much trust in one leader could spiral into consequences no man would desire.
"Tell me my suit and I'll say yours." A voice spoke, with much desperation. Yet in their tone, an unattractive amount of force rose to the surface. I lifted my brows, turning to face the man beside me. He appeared edgy. With dark, messy hair, that draped over his left eye like a patch.
"Bold." I stated simply. Flicking my gaze up his pathetic stance. "Are you really that desperate?" I questioned and the man lowered his head into a nod. "Answer this." I whispered, toning down my voice, and stepping closer to his form. He tensed, face disturbingly easy to read. "Why should I inform you?" I spoke, eyes dropping to his mouth.
"Uh." He appeared stuck. "I- I'll tell you yours? It's a good deal!" He seemed unsure, and his words wavered. I scoffed and took in his features. Scanning the regret in his one visible eye. "I can ask anyone in this room. You're not special." My face fell and I spoke with such an earnest tongue, his eye widened and he backed away from my figure. "I'm sorry ma'am. I'll ask someone else." He bowed, scurrying off in such a pathetic manner, I almost became disgusted. Though the obvious power I held over him seemed to lift my mood.
I watched, criticizing him as he asked a fellow participant. One that had previously caught my eye. Banda Sunato. A tall, broad-shouldered man. With a charismatic smile, and appealing puppy shaped eyes. He was handsome, gorgeous, pretty, but a fucking psycho. He was a serial killer, the causing death of four innocent women. Almost five..
Fortunately, the fifth famously escaped his grasp. Ultimately giving him in and enduring a harsh several months with him in court. He was sentenced to death, and the woman was pleased with her work, though that only ignited more anger in her jaws as she clenched them at the sight of her almost killer.
I was the fifth.
Banda freed a held-back frustration within my features. I loathed him, and the way he spurred butterflies against the lining of my stomach made me despise him more. A love-hate relationship with a convicted murderer.
I had been staring, and the thoughts spiralled until I caught his eyes. Amused, and gleaming against the light as he traced his hungry gaze across my skin. I was the one who got away. The one he had sworn to find, capture and kill if seen again.
He stretched out his neck and straightened his posture. All attention had been sweeped from the edge lord by his side, and now his undivided awareness was set on me. I swallowed, averting my gaze before settling on heading toward the cafeteria. There was no need to be afraid. I was safe, for now.
I hastily took my feet down the dark, dusted floors. Landing myself in a large room, packed from the ground to the ceiling in a wide variety of snacks. I composed myself. Slipping my hand from my side and sliding my fingers over a packet of cookies.
"How fortunate am I?"
"I don't want to speak to you." I replied bluntly. Fixing my hair as I plucked my desired snack from it's place. I spun on my heel, only to meet Banda's fiery gaze. Set on nothing but my face. My breath hitched and he took my arms, sticking me to the shelves, and trapping me with his chest and ribs. "Oh, but you wanted to speak on that night.." He whispered, a sense of teasing in his tone. I remained still, disgust reaching my expression as he lowered his head. Keeping eye-contact until he reached my jaw. "You were more than pleased to cry out my name."
He planted his soft lips on my skin. Kissing my jawline with such a delicacy, you wouldn't have thought he was a serial killer. A monster. "I wouldn't do that." I strained my voice, tilting my head away from his touch. Something burned against my face and I cursed at how obvious my flusterment had become. My chest twisted at the feel of his rough palms. Falling onto my hips, and holding me into place. He gripped harder, releasing a low chuckle against my ear. "Why's that, baby?" He found this fascinating. Almost hilarious.
There was no use in me fighting back, yet I couldn't let him know how much my body craved him. "You're pathetic, thinking I don't know how much you need me." He whispered sternly, lifting his head and setting his intense stare on my eyes. "You think I don't know what's going on down here?" He questioned, though it was rhetorical, as his left hand stroked my inner thigh, and suddenly his slender fingers trailed over the wet patch on my pants.
"I'm not scared of you." I managed out, through the gap in my lips. "No?" He asked. "You should be." Two of his fingers hooked my pants, and moved the fabric to the side. I gasped lightly at the contact of cold air, until my clit was met with his fingertip. Gliding between my folds and brushing over my sensitive heat. "You really should be." He repeated, but lower, against the skin of my neck. He licked at my throat, and sucked at the flesh, all while he slipped in one of his thin fingers. He curled it inside of me, provoking a soft moan from my lips. "You.." I froze, squeezing my eyes shut. "You can't kill me...weapons and murder are.." A chuckle was muffled by my damp skin, and Banda sunk a second finger inside of me. "Prohibited!" I half-whimpered, biting harshly on the flesh of my lip.
"I can still fuck you." He whispered, lips brushing over my neck. Leaving the ghost of a kiss. He raised his head and glared deep into my glossed over eyes. His lips twitched into a smirk - Sadistic, but undeniably attractive. He lifted his spare hand and set it gently on my cheek. "Y/n, y/n." He spoke my name and I bit down harder. Mistakenly pushing my hips down against his fingers. They pumped into me, luring my orgasm, as well as the truth of my fondness for him.
He clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, tilting and letting his head fall subtly to the side. "This won't be fun unless I fuck you into insanity." He stated. His tone soft, despite his words meaning. "So I'll only grant you a release when you admit how much you crave me."
My eyes widened. "Please.." I unknowingly whimpered, begging for him to cast me some sort of pleasure. He simply smirked at my desperate attempts, fingering me mercilessly until my eyes rolled, and my head slammed against the wooden frame of the shelves behind me. "Banda!" I cried, sweat forming on my brow. He swiped his tongue against his lips, removing his fingers and shoving the two digits between my lips. "Suck." He commanded, and I obliged. Swirling my tongue over his fingertips. Tasting my own arousal. He appeared content, slowly sliding his fingers from my mouth, and dragging down my lower lip. He dropped his hand and replaced it with his lips. Soft and rough. Moving against mine with such a deep passion, my body was again, heating at the interaction.
He pulled away and traced my pained features with his stare. How my eyes had became watery with the denial, and how my lips had became swollen at how hard I had been biting down. "Do you like the way I touch you?" He whispered gently, manoeuvring his hands to sit either side of my head. He pushed himself closer, and my inner thigh was greeted by his hard cock, clothed by his jeans. He rubbed himself over me, grinding into my soaking pussy. The soft fabric applied pressure to my clit, and the mere fact his twitching dick was beneath these confines made my stomach drop and twist. "Banda, please, I can't take this.." I admitted, whining as I gripped his broad shoulders. Steadying myself as I rocked on his boner. "Stop teasing me!" I cried out, whimpering and moaning at the feel of his warmth against me. Banda lowered his head, grunting against my earlobe. His hot breath hit my neck and I dropped my head back, parting my lips.
"I'll fuck you with my cock right here." He groaned, biting down on the skin of my neck. Leaving behind a fresh, purple mark. His teeth grazed the muscle and I clenched my thighs, brushing myself against his dick. "All I need is for you to admit what a whore you are for me." He spoke, breaths strangled as he sunk his teeth into my flesh. I let out a silent moan, opening my lips and closing my eyes.
"Fuck! I want you, fuck...please, Banda.." My voice lowered. "I don't care anymore, just fuck me."
I hadn't had to ask twice. His pants were already unzipped and his large cock had already been freed. He slipped the length into his hands, biting onto his lip as he pumped the shaft a few times. I composed myself, fingers curling over the edge of his shirt. I creased the fabric, and my nails dug into his clothed skin as I felt him enter. He sunk inside of me, grunting softly at the way my walls clenched and tightened around his much-wanted cock.
"Fuck." He whispered, pleasure and lust shrouding his mind. His breaths became ragged as he slid his hands up my body, across my exposed collarbone, and against my neck - Where he clamped his palms around my throat. Squeezing gently as he rutted into me. His thumbs rubbed, and circled my airways sensually. I was gasping, letting out strangled and strained sobs, mixed with hot, pleasured moans. "Ruin me...please." I let out an airy breath. Staring at his features through damp lashes.
Banda groaned, squeezing roughly around my throat as I choked. He filled me, sinking his cock into me until I began hyperventilating beneath his touch. "Fuck, like that." He almost whined, "Squeeze around my cock like that, baby." His breaths were airy and I moaned at the way he entered me. Fucking into me like an animal. I clenched around him, head going dizzy at both the lack of air and abundance of pleasure. "Banda!" I cried softly. "I'm gonna cum, please."
"Do you...think you're deserving of it?" He spoke, hesitating to catch his breath every few words. My eyes grew and I subtly struggled in his grip. "Banda!" I whined. He found that amusing, and lowly chuckled, inhaling sharply as my high arrived. He twitched and a short whimper fell from his wet lips. "Cum for me, baby." Banda whispered. "Cum on my cock."
He smirked, eyes filled with ecstasy, as he pounded into me. Bathing in the lewd moans I gifted him, and the way I recited his name. Crying it like a sacred prayer. "Banda, please!" I whined, squeezing my eyes shut as I gasped and came on his cock. He slipped into me, each thrust deeper than the last. His fingers tightened around my throat, and quite frankly, I felt as if I were on the verge of fainting. The pleasure was overwhelming.
"Fuck, Y/n." He let slip, moaning as his last thrust triggered his arrival. He pushed himself deep inside of me, slapping his pelvis and balls against me as he came. He filled me, breathing heavily as his cum spread against my insides. I gasped out a muffled moan. "Banda.." I whispered, eyelids fluttering to a close. My head tilted to the side and he sighed in pleasure. Taking his large palms and gripping my shoulders. I fell against his chest, too tired to lift my legs. "You love me." Banda whispered, pride filling his malicious smile. He fixed himself up before grasping my legs, and handling me into a bridal hold. "You wish.." I breathed out against his chest, smirking with the remainder of my energy. I could feel his heartbeat, and his chest shake as he chuckled.
Grey smeared past me in the form of cell walls. Though I couldn't be too sure. My consciousness drifted past me, circling over my dazed head like a sea.
"I see I haven't fucked you into insanity yet?" He breathed. An obvious smirk on his features. "Round two?"
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Zeph 1.0
Almost there…yes I closed the game so I could get the 69 hours played screenshot…almost got it! 😅
I'm such a stupid 13yo at heart
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did i mention i love him
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Oof besties I think it's Moonrise time
Moonrise time over because ya girl is going to work tomorrow and it's getting late 🥲 but I so didn't want to quit the game today ugh
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Need to incorporate "let's not do anything hilarious" into my vocabulary because it's the biggest realest mood
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no way he approved lmao
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oh... OH
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forevermore? as in you and me forevermore? don't read the last page but i stay when it's hard or it's wrong or we're making mistakes omg a taylor swift reference!! 🤭🤭
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Zeph is looking so good in their new armor 😩
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Oh I'm gonna be reloading this fight a million times huh
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THIS WAS SO INTENSE WTF
Dude never thought I'd say this but Shadowheart carried this battle. I'm going to bed in game and irl because two intense battles back to back are too much for my anxiety 😭
This game is gonna wreck me isn't it
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So in the battle I had yesterday, Jaheira was killed, but I thought, well, it would be a shame to leave her stuff behind and she doesn't need it anymore, might as well take it…now I loaded the game again and notice she's there in just her underwear 😭 I'm sorry 😭😭
Yes I loot everyone and everything shamelessly, I learned from the best 🤭
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hole hehe
hole not hehe this is disgusting jfc
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"I could fix him" "I could make him worse" well I personally hope that *he* will make *me* worse
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We're not gonna talk about this party kill Nailed it! Took me three tries though 😂
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THIS GODDAMN PUZZLE I SWEAR TO GOD
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Big brain time
The f u c k?
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well i may have a few ideas how to use this one 🫢
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Well. I think I'll be starting act 3 tomorrow? 😬
(I'm excited but also nervous. Oh man this is exactly why I've never played this kind of games before 😂)
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I think I fucked up…I was going to do the crèche and the mountain pass stuff later but I can't anymore, I completely skipped it 😭 without too many spoilers, are there going to be bad consequences maybe?
I could pull up an older save but I've done so many other things already…I'm not sure if I want to replay them at the moment 🥲 Think I might just have to leave it for my second playthrough but it sucks that I completely skipped such a big part
And I know at some point it told me some things wouldn't be available if I continue but I didn't think it would be this 😭 I need clearer instructions y'all, I'm a dummy
This is ridiculous but I'm about to cry bc I missed such a huge part, I think I might go back to an older save and just redo everything idk 🥲 idk what to do 😭 overthinking this too much
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"magnificent bastard" is a wonderful gender tbh
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dude i'm not some fucking pokémon 💀
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oh god i love him 💀 is he wrong though?
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she's serving too much cnt to handle i'm afraid
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A fellow clown hater! 🤩
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ohhh i was looking forward to this line 😂
omg Zeph really went "so aren't you worried about that old master of yours? yeah? anyway wanna smash tonight?"
KJLFGKSJFGKLJL BRO??????? the fuck did i do to you
hello ?????????? ????? ??????? ???????? ??????? no genuinely i don't know what i did/did not do 💀 idgaf I'm handing his ass to Cazador
me and Zeph both rn
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delivery not guaranteed? that's so Česká pošta coded
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bears in the closet you say? what was halsin doing in your closet? 🫢
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not me actually accidentally making Zeph jump off of a very tall something
and right after the second short rest and the idiot took so much damage 💀
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Oh we're playing Among Us now, how fun!
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I fear this will be another full night of playing...not a good idea considering we're going on a family trip tomorrow but eh whatever
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We did it again besties, let's hope I'll get my sleep schedule back on track before I return to work 😂
But it was definitely worth it, I had so much fun playing today. Aside from essentially being dumped but I'm gonna clown and hope all will be well (no spoilers pls)…I promise I will be normal and not actually irl cry about it 🫢😂
Gotta love that rejection hypersensitivity that kicks in no matter what 🤩 real person, fictional, who cares, it hurts 🤩 (no really I'm okay, I'm exaggerating, you know me)
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Next time I go "hehehe I won't sleep tonight, it's gaming time", stop me please. I'm not built for this
And daylight savings are kicking in today? fk me rip my sleep schedule
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hehe god i wish
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I'm getting overwhelmed with all the quests jfc 😭 can we just skip to the part where I romance the vampire again
I also (and this is me overthinking again) can't help but feel like I'm playing the game wrong and that I'm ruining everything as I go and we will not reach a nice ending 💀
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WHY IS HE NOT WEARING MUCH KDAFJLAJKDFLKJ WHAT'S GOING ON I HATE THIS
What the actual f u c k was that
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It's me, hi! I wanted to talk to you guys about my plans and how its going😊
Following the request priority, I have a Donna story in the works. I've never written a x daughter before so its def gonna be a new experience and I hope u like it😔🫶 I dont have a release date yet since i have a concert next week and my anxiety is working 24/7, it should be some day in december😭
edit 1 -> story here
here's the request:
So sorry for my messy schedule but my writting heavily depends on my mood and life has been killing me lately, creativity got really low
As for the part 2 of Seven, i still dont know how to end it so its gonna take a while😬
as always my requests are open
release dates? never heard about it
my masterlist? here
love all of u, ty for following me and being patient🫶♥
#resident evil village#re8#donna beneviento#donna beneviento x reader#lady beneviento#re8 donna#lady beneviento x reader
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Right here it is! My opinions & thoughts about chapter 5.
I think the most important thing is that (in my opinion of course) it wasn’t romanticised. It felt very raw and real and I think you did it tactfully if that’s the right word. It was a PART of the story, not what the entire story is based on. That’s what made it a much harder read because Mabel is such a character, we know her, we root for her. I know for a lot of us we see ourselves in her, so it felt a lot more personal than anything like this I’ve ever read.
I think while this was the hardest to read, it was the best that I’ve come across because of how you painted it. No rose tinted glasses here. not all writing is meant to be easy to read 🤷♀️ it’s not for everyone but I almost see it as the same way I read things like the handmaids tale.
I cannot stress this enough, I really appreciate how you didn’t romanticise it. In all of your work, it’s raw, and it’s hard to read. But there’s no underlying “oh but she wanted it” which I think is most harmful with media down this alley, because there IS such a thing as r*pe. And this does happen. Its the harmful stereotype it perpetuates when I’m every piece of media the character “wants it” deep down.
Of course, this is all just my opinion after reading it once through. Something you said after I made another anon ask really hit something, because i, a major major major control freak, gravitate to this stuff too. And I didn’t really ever consider why until now. I think, I’d be here for more of the type if you wanted to continue exploring this type of thing, as long as it’s considered in the same manner as this. AND as long as you take care of yourself too! I know I’m guilty for romanticising as a reader sometimes (commander snow 😬), as someone who always makes the decisions so I can make sure that everything goes well, sometimes I just want someone else to take responsibility for things, and their consequences. Why must everything be on me 😭. This chapter very much brought be back to reality, I like my independence!!
I don’t think I could deal with this level in every piece of work though, it’s very heavy… commander snow would never do this to reader, right? I don’t think I could read if this was in commander snow. But this feels very in character for THIS version of him in snow lands on top. I’m very much a commander snow girly (sorry, we’re all guilty of a little romanticisation of a character here and there😬) and that sort of dark, this was personally not my thing, BUT it is welcome by me as it is done in a tactful manner.
On another note I would have bitten that man’s dick off. not the smartest decision, but hey, I said I tend to make all the decisions, not that they’re always the best ones !😂. Screw him!! Screw him I love Mabel and I hope she kills him. Dear lord that poor girl. Pleeease can we have at least one away from canon happy ending of your three main series? 😭🙏. Reader got so fucked over in President snow I’m scared for Mabel. And I fear things are already fucked for us in commander snow🥲. Poor choice of words there 😭.
I also literally cannot imagine anything worse than someone sucking on my ear for 15 minutes straight 😭😭 Eugh!
Anyway! Thank you for sharing with us <3 and I look forward to whatever you’ve got coming next! I hope you have a good weekend.
This ended up a lot longer than I intended. But this isn’t the sort of thing you can just leave a like and be done with I think.
(Also mood abt the ovulating 😭 it gets the best of us)
Hello. Thank you so much for this.
I do hope no one took this personally in the way that they misplaced themselves in Mabel. I made her a character and not a reader for this very purpose. So people will have a buffer between the story and reality.
I am glad that the sorry didn’t come across romantized. And you are definitely right about the “oh she secretly wanted it” bullshit.
That so interesting that we are both control freaks who gravitates to darker stories. There should be a study done on that.
I love my independence too! I would never give it up. I complain about having to do everything but also whatever anyone else does is not good enough 😂😂 I am very 100 mile a minute, get out of my way. I hate doing things with people because they can’t keep up. We can be productive and have fun, I promise 😂
To be honest, I will probably never write anything this dark again. It really came at a time where I had a lot on my plate. I was in the last weeks of my degree where everything was due and I had to get everything prepped for my graduation application. I do all the cooking and cleaning for a my family and had a huge chore list to catch up on. I quit my job so I had to do all my finishing work and they wouldn’t stop calling me in and asking me to do extra work. On top of that my sister and her kids were coming to visit because she needed me to look after them while she did a work thing so I had to buy presents, sort out sleeping arrangements, get diapers, buy extra food, make sure the house was ready for them.
Also! I graduated uni after 6 years of full time study and full time work, on top of volunteering at different places and keeping the household running. I told everyone the date I completed my last exam. Not a single thing was done for me. I had to buy my own cake and champagne which everyone was happy to share but guess who had to dish it out and clean everything up after.
So I was really stressed out and frankly disappointed. Poor Mabel bore the brunt of that.
Reading it back i don’t see myself going back down that avenue.
I do hope it reached the right audience and people are taking care of themselves before and after engaging, because you are right it is a heavy story.
Thanks for reading. I’ll see you next time.
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MONSTER IF THEY HAD zodiac SIGNS: PART ONE
♑️ Capricorn’s: Tenma (He’s hard working, hes ambitious , he’s loayl but put spaces between every letter ✨L O Y AL ✨he’s critical I love this delicious little fella he’s sensitive 😳 Inside every ernest capricorn is a devious troublemaker but i dont think tenma would do that and its also said that they age backwards and their planetary ruler is satirn 🪐
An aries ♈️: I think Dieter because this sounds a lot like him Traits of an aries: He’s bold, energetic, full of vitality , unafriad of conflict, highly competitive when he playing soccir , and he’s honest say that um Eeese Witherspoon is also and aries and big shawn is also an aries and elton john and mariah carey is also an aries and then say in these exact words: THE UGLY BITCH FROM THE NEW LITTLE MERMAID MOVIE IS AN ARIES. and lady fafa and eddie murphy ferrel aka the guy that wrote the im happy song and little nas x and chance the wrapper Courtny kardashian and Lady gaga
Taurus ♉️:m Grimmer is a taurus ♉️ he’s loyal and sensual and um write taurus and capricron are terrific buddy’s and tenma has that sign and also companions for life 🍃☁️🍃☁️🍃Bubba kush bubba kush 🍃☁️🍃☁️🍃They find eachother incredibly fascinating 🥰❤️Both are centered on the family, but with a rigid and conventional tuch .👍👼 Ok huyuhhhhhh and then say um um wait say grimmer grimmer grimmer grimace 😬.. sorry what was that um ummmm sayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy y Taurus’es are pleasure seekers
GEMNINI ♊️: This is a package deal ♊️Because Johan and Anna are TWINS 🤲Most are socially awkward 😬And their mind is more creatively developed than most people like when johan killed all of tenmas coworkers when he was really little. Their positive traits: They are curious like Anna when she wanted to find johan ♊️♊️♊️♊️ And amusing 🥰And very clever like both have shown in this TV SHOW AND CHARMING like when johan has them wrapped around his finger and their negative traits: Deceptive. Like johan They can be cuning. ����And they can overthink at 3AM aand they have mood swimgs like when johan was on his periodt You havent been crazy in love if you havent dated a gemini gemini will ride with you til the end like when Anna was in the car 🚗 They are a mixture between sweet crazy sexy and cool 😎 and crazy and sexy
Cancel ♋️: Docter reichwein He eats sausages he’s really emotional when he started crying because johan is evil. He’s very caring when Tenma and dieter went under his wing he’s very gentil um he’s tender and because he’s wide like a crap 🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀 and then um Crab meat is high in vitamin b 12 a group of crabs is called a cast like the cast of Monster (2004) Crabs can walk in all directions but mostly sideways when he was running sideways across the walls when he was working out the gym and then say their lifespan for abour 3-4 years and then i can say in this case he’s not a small crab he’s a large japanese spider crab because they can live to be about 100 years old idk though Cancers are devoted family and friends The crab: Ok
Leo ♌️: Eva because my mom is a leo because they sre comfortable being the center of attention and they like luxery 🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑 They are devoted to those they hold near and dear 💶💶💶💶💶Their character istics: Reflect themes of the following covered bu the 5th house ot romance and self expression. Like when she stole henny from the homless guy In parentheiss (Oversees, fun children pleasure love and sex like flirting and dateing ❤️😳🥰😳❤️😳🥰😳 And then um New york time’s magazine 8
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tagged by: @ledtasso (thank you, Aline!)
comfort movie: Jurassic Park
comfort food: I’m going with tater tots. Or dark chocolate (this might be more of a comfort snack).
comfort clothes: Sweatpants with an extremely old (10+ years) pullover hoodie that is falling a part.
comfort song: 100% depends on my mood for sure. Current song that I need to hear a least once during the day at the moment is Dressed to Kill or Demon by The Wombats.
comfort book: Unfortunately, I’m not well-read, so I don’t have a book I’ve reread multiple times or returned to. 😬 The real question is: what is my comfort tv show...
comfort game: I don’t play video games anymore, but back in the day it would’ve been The Sims 2.
tagging: (no pressure and sorry if you’ve already been tagged in this) @ohtendril, @eightforyou, @talldecafcappuccino, @endlessblasphemy, @stedelasso, @boglady, @chainofclovers, @thesumdancekid, @tedllasso and whoever wants to play. Just say I tagged you.
#text me#thank you Aline!!!#there are some older things I've been tagged in that I should find and try to answer#I'm bad at doing this in a timely manner#I do greatly appreciate all who tag me in these#what about me?#tagged#ledtasso
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Oop uuh ohhh o.o
Dealing with politics in a TV show is uncomfortably reminiscent of real life right now xdd
Probably not lol
Imagine if she did XD
Well at least she's being civil
Hmmm but also no witnesses xdd
Not like I think she's gonna kill you lol
I don't think that's gonna work honey :((( grief is crazy
She's already had her taken, idk if this'll help :(( I hope but
Personally I would be writing that stuff down not recording it but yk lol
Maybe she wanted to send her a video specifically :))
Awww
LOL
xD Karen
So real
Awww :')))
If she says something like so was my son I'm gonna lose it-
Imagine if she did have compassion rn 😭 and this was all over 😭 consider xdd what then 😭
Aww yeah :'( :')))
It helped her live again <33
True :'((
I don't think it'll work but-
YEP 😭😭😭🥺🥺
Yeah but you're an ADULT who had her child (and it's awful and I'm sorry and no one should have to deal with it but that's besides the point), this is a CHILD who needs her PARENTS
SHE 👏 IS 👏 A 👏 CHILD 👏👏👏!!
I'm gonna lose it <3
Good staying calm Hen I'm losing it lol
She really would :((
She's always been sorry that someone died even if she was angry with him
Oop 😬
Roughhh
Girl I know you're grieving but also I hate you <33
Oope o.o
OH HEEECKKK NO
I KNEW IT
Wait girl you didn't know O.O
Gonna screeeeam 🥰🥰🥰
Hate him hate her hat everybody (not everybody) 🥳🥳
At least he's funny sometimes even if he's awful 😑
Ope okay we're transitioning here but same music- kinda messing with me lol
Aww Bobby :((
Ope hi Hen :o
Guess that's why the music transitions
Can we start a secret plan to take her down :D please :D
A little difficult since she's like a fr politician not just in your work but yk we'll make it work-
Ahh three times is like the number of serious lol
Aww this little apartment :'/ :') they do need a house back <3
He doesn't sound happy about itttt lol
I mean I know he's not but xD
I mean yeah but also-
Yes she's the problem but he does suck-
(for context I paused)
Oh wait she's probably gonna say he's not her captain lol-
Yep xD
Ahh yeah fair ://
Although yeah he did resign he just hadn't left yet
Oop o.o
I forget that like they don't know that's probably the reason
Gosh a deep dive 😳😬
I hate herrr 🥰🥰🥰
Councilwoman Ortiz lol
Yeah true!!
OPE WHAT HELLO
Hi Buck :O
Ohh okay
Bobby like, having straight up sessions with the 118 and got that patient confidentiality between each: 🥲
Oh gosh Buck
Yeah ://
I
HELLO???!?!
BOBBY'S FACE XDDD 💀 EXACTLY!!
I know that's not what he means but 💀 O.O
(I will say I saw that as a gif and I was like H U H O.O knowing what he probably meant and also hoping it was played as that and I wasn't just crazy xD I was pretty sure by now but nice to know for sure lol)
Thank you for the immediate clarification Buck 😭😭 SLFJFHDKS XDD
Gosh that was crazy
See I just wanna know how we go from all this serious stuff (probably not getting solved in the next 20 minutes lol) to a Halloween episode next week 💀 xD
Next episode that is
LOL fair xD
I mean technically he can quit
Fair Buck, that sucks :((!
You shouldn't be out in that position, and it sucks because everyone's going through it so you probably feel guilty too
Like through it in a different way, not being the favorite lol
Exactly Bobby :(( but it's not about what should be, it's about what is
SDKLFJDHKS WAIT STOP EDDIE'S HERE TOO XDDD OH MY GOSH THAT'S AMAZING LOL
I know Chim probably won't be since these are the established stories so far this episode but like hey, there's stuff with Mara he could slip in for xD
Awww Eddie yeah :(( exactly, that must suck
I'm sorry Eddie 😭😭
AWWWW HONEYYY 😭😭
And still calling him cap :'(((
That just sucks xdd 😭😭😭🥺💔
I'm so sorry Eddie :'((
I'm glad you want to respect his wishes and he deserves that but it just sucks for both of you :(( I'm sure he misses you too
Ope?
BOBBY XD LOL
Is he trying to lighten the mood or just slip it in there while he can xD
Aww Eddie's tone LOL
ADLFJDKHGAJKS CHIMNEY IS HERE!!!
Oh my gosh this is amazing xD
Poor Bobby going through all of these like 👁️👄👁️
All talking about different but juuust slightly related issues xD
LOL he's talking about the house 💀 xD
Exactlyyy
True!!
NOT WHERE I WAS GOING WITH IT XD
Like needing your guys' own house xD
Also a little rude to bring it back to you Chimney unless that was the original intention
But still lol
Ohhh interesting interesting :o
That's good information to know
Maybe he'll die xdd or get injured
I mean though we did try that already 😭
Also the Ortiz thing though
Lol Bobby's head following his xD
LOL the impression Chimney 💀💀 XD
Because he knows facts- BECAUSE BUCK IS DUMB 💀💀💀😭😭🥺 RUDE CHIMNEY
Kinda right sometimes but he's just a little silly goofy 😭 Buck is very smart <333
Maybe it's just that he doesn't seem like it xD
Crazy thing to say though kinda funny but 😭 XD
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The eternal finning out you married to Druig
Word: 567
⚠️:fem reader wrong dialogue kissing crying spoilers not in full detail
A/n: I wish this was true. You are an eternal of the wind and sky like thena you are call the name of a god Nephele of the Clouds
Hi I'm sorry this has been just sitting in my drafts since January haha...😬
Thank you to millennialfanfictionaddiction for helping me title this.
Outfits: one | two
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you heard that the eternals and reforming from the small TV in you home with druig. you had just ignored in because you had other things to do around the village.
You helped a family fix their home and this took longer that expected. you had just finished with the roof and you started to walk back to you home but you got stopped by an older woman that asked you for help with gathering barrys in the meadow. you and the woman walk in the meadow.
little did you know that the eterles were in the gathering hall in town square. they had found druig and asked to talk to him in private. "the deviants are back" Sersi told him "and ajak is dead" his eye went wide
"did not expect that did you" Ikarus asked
"yup" druig answered
"now we need Nephele" lkarus said
"yup but where is y/n at we can't find her anywhere" sersi told lkarus
"i know" druig said catching the others attention
"where is she"thena asked
"she is out helping" he replied vaguely "she will be here when she done with her tasks" then he got up and walked out the others followed and saw you walking with an older woman with a basket of berries that you are making flout.
"daring" you say as you hug druig
"how was helping fix the homes today" he asked you
"same old" you reply kissing him. the eterules jaws have dropped at the sight of you and druig
"hi can you please explain" kingo yelped
"oh hello" you said smiling you left druig's embrace and hugged Sersi and spirit. "What is up with you and druig" spirit asked
"We're married" druig said
"Married and no invitation" kingo yell again
"Yes it was 450 years ago now why are yall here" you said
"Ajak is dead" lkarus said from behind kingo
"What" you said wide eyed as you stated to cry. She was like you older sister. Druig wrapped his arms around you and held you for a little bit while you cried
You had finally calmed down enough to get though a full conversion with Sersi. Some kids ran up to you and they help your mood a lot but a deviant showed up and killed Gilgamesh and triggered thena
You had you round up the others so you left with you husband and family. you found makkair with phastos at the dome. plus you found out that phastos had a husband and son.
you spent time helping phastos with the cosmic wristbands the would channel all the eternals power to one eternal. it could work or tear them apart it was a flip of a coin or luck of the draw
you picked sersi after lauring that ikaris was on the opposite side. you and makkair looked for ikaris. you were in the air looking and feeling for wind changers his flying would trigger and makkair on the ground running and looking.
he finally showed up after sersi was out with druig on the ground looking. ikaris grabbed thena and threw her 45 feet back after she tried to attack him
sersi tried to keep his at bay but it was now uses. you couldn't do much because ikaris could fly. in the end ikaris gave in to the other eternals. he sent his power in to sersi who killed the Celestial Tiamut and stopped the Emergence.
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This has been in my drafts for months help. Have a good day and night 🌙
Pixie out 🧚♀️
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You've already updated again and I am behind, I'm so sorry! I was going to be shorter but I can't help reacting😫
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Was he going to take to bucky? Too bad he fucked up.
Oh Steve you Dummie... You are so easy.
It's so clear that he feels. Everyone sees it. If that doesn't put the biggest target on her back😬
I'm very happy Sam is and can call Steve out on his behavior to bucky! Bucky didn't deserve that and Steve was incredibly selfish. I'm still mad.
Also, for such a big man Steve is such an immature baby. Apologize and do better. And he had tried a few times? 🙄 How about you actually do it?
“Sam, I’m going to marry her, and make her the mother of my children.” - I'm.... Steve! 🤦♀️ He's so dramatic.
Even Sam's wife is like"poor thing let's take care of her" knowing Steve...😭
Stop with the Clarence! I'm just so disappointed that I made this drawing of Clarence in the car and deleted it because I think it was too much and now everytime I hear the jame I still remember it. And I sportieve send it to you. I don't know if it works be for googled it punishment....😭 But Steve calls it Clarence without a moment of hesitation! That how whipped he is.
Ok they fucked twice, time to get her pregnant☝️ (I know that isn't realistic..I know they need to take their time.. Fictionally I'm like, do it)
An I just in the mood or is this the sexiest you wrote?I just feel this thing. Maybe because they have a connection now and are in a better place? Steve is taking dirty but it doesn't feel like he's using her
It took only once!😭 Look at her. She's gone.
Really do think it's not a smart move though... He is putting her right at the front.
Yeah you can kill anyone that hurts her Steve, but by then the hurt is already done.
Who the fuck?m who was watching!! Who's the enemy!!
Wait so they just show up at Bucky's? Without an invite? How rude. That would piss me off already.
And there Steve does with the insults, proposing after years just means you have a good foundation and take your time. Unlike mentally constipated people who jump into things but can't express their feelings! You're not one to talk Rogers, shut up.
Again coming by uninvited, especially after insulting and fighting, to someone who doesn't like people and has panic attacks is not a good idea.
Wow shy is welcoming, did not expect that. And let dove touch her.
Yep Bucky's priorities have changed and it's right. Steve priorities have also changed but I wonder if he knows the full reality of that.
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I tried to read quicker and do less commenting because I want to save time to see what else I can read... But yeah.. Add usual I get caught up. 🤷♀️
I made Clarence again. Think I'm just going to send it to you private. No pg time anyway
Love this chapter, what else can I say?
Your Mark On Me, Part 11
Summary: can Steve be honest with himself, with you, and with his best friend?
Pairings: Steve Rogers X Reader
Rating: explicit
Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content, mentions of markings, mentions of biting, bruises, unprotected sex, PIV sex, degradation, manhandling, creampie, cockwarming in public, voyeurism, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 3.9K
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Steve smiles as he looks over your sleeping body. A warm comfort fills his entire insides up. You look more beautiful now, in this state of sprawled out mess than he has ever seen you. Perfect. No one could ever compare to you. And seeing you like this he takes the time to think about all that had happened between the two of you. Of how he’s never spent the time on anyone that he has on you. You’ve surpassed his every fantasy he’s had.
Picking up his phone, he scrolls through his messages. Having to scroll down further than he ever has for this contact before clicking it. His hand hovers over the keyboard a moment. Fingers tapping over the glass, before he erases everything he had just typed. He didn’t know what to say.
Laying his phone down he stares at you. Chuckling to himself because even asleep, you knew what you were doing. Turned on your side, and giving him the sweetest sneaky peek of your cunt. Your lips swollen and puffy from the pounding he had been giving you. Glistening in the early morning light, and ready to take him again. You really are his little slut.
Bruises and marks splattered over various parts of your skin. If you didn’t show that you did in fact like it, he would hate himself. He’s amazed at himself for how many different places his mouth had left their mark on your body. Reddened bruises and even teeth marks. Having to bit you for the amount of pleasure that overwhelmed his body.
He wants to hate himself for causing you any bit of pain or discomfort, and then you sigh in your sleep. Your body stretches out even more, and pushes the blankets down your body. You are a work of art. That little grin that pulls up your mouth. You’re, for now, satiated. You had proven to be just as much of a fend as him.
If you were awake, you were filled with him. So now he sits quietly, and hopes you can actually rest. You hadn’t gotten used to his size. And he coos at you with every wince when he stretches you open. It’s adorable, and he can tell you hate how he goes a bit softer as he’s entering you. Steve is a bit of a contradictory roller coaster, but especially during sex.
Steve hears a little tap on his bedroom door, and he pulls the covers back over you. He got the alert that Sam was driving up here, so it wasn’t a surprise. “Come in,” Steve whispers, and presses his hand on your bum when you stir. He wants you to sleep for a few hours this time. No more naps.
Sam waits in the doorway, watching the two of you. Noting how Steve can’t turn away. He rolls his eyes as he leans against the doorframe, “You get it now?”
“Get what?”
Steve still never stops to look at Sam. In the few days you have been holed up in the cabin, Sam sees a real change in Steve. There isn’t that hardness that’s usually present. “You finally understand caring for someone more than yourself,” Steve looks up at his friend, and responds by nodding his head.
”Dove looks exhausted.”
”I didn’t do anything she didn’t want me to. She is worse than me,” you weren’t quite there. But it wouldn’t take much. You were experimental with sex. Willing to try whatever Steve wanted to.
”I’m doubtful of that,” Steve huffs out a laugh, and turns to look back at you. You are too soft for him, and yet there’s this devil that lurks under your top layer of sweetness. “You need to call Bucky.”
”Why?”
“Because, you get why he was angry. Why he needed to leave. Why he knew you needed to protect Dove. Bucky knew before you did that you had found your person, and he didn’t want you to scare her away. And then you insulted his fiance,” feeling a bit of shame makes Steve unable to look up at Sam. But his eyes flick towards his phone. he’s tried a few times to text Bucky since you two hadn’t left this cabin. Barely even ate.
“Imagine someone calling Dove a basket case,” his heart feels like someone is squeezing it, and he has to watch you sleep to center himself. “Bucky and Shy deserve your respect. The things Bucky has done for Dove were for you. Call him. I think Shy would do Dove some good. Maybe she can soften your darkened Dove. I can’t believe she was this sweet little innocent girl. And now…”
“Sam, I’m going to marry her, and make her the mother of my children.”
“Then call Bucky. My wife sent me with a basket of food. Feed her.”
Steve didn’t have to tell Sam that he had been thinking of calling, well texting, Bucky. Sam had this ability to just know. It’s why he completed their friendship. He is the steady one. The one that helps keep them in line. And the one that isn’t afraid to call either of them out. And if he was letting it be known that Steve needed to talk to Bucky it was time.
But first, he was going to enjoy you again. But going back into the real world was looming ever closer. He couldn’t keep you here, even if he wanted to. Make you just take him whenever he feels like it. Work had to be done. He had an empire. And he needed his other part to join back in with the business.
”Mmm,” you whine, looking over your shoulder at him. “Captain, why isn’t your cock deep in my cunt, and fucking me awake?”
“And why is my pretty little bird saying fuck when I’m not inside her?”
“What is my captain going to do about it?” He gives you an evil grin, before ripping your legs apart. Positioning you more on your knees, lifting you up to get the perfect angle. He spits into his hand, and you mewl. Turning your head back to look at him as his thick hand runs through your folds.
“You’re drenched.”
“Because I need you to fuck me,” he draws his hand back, and quickly slaps over your bare center. “Fucking destroy me. Just…mmm,” moaning when he gets to his knees and his monstrous cock springs up to life. Dripping in precum as he presses hard in between your shoulder blades, and pushing you into the mattress. “You gonna fuck me, Captain.”
“Nope,” he chuckles as he lines himself up, he roams his silky steel rod between your lips. Coating Clarence in your juices, while you whimper into the sheets. “I’m going to murder your pussy,” he says, and with the next breath his hips push him through your sensitive cunt.
It stings, and you’re tender, but the fact you can hear Steve groan in pleasure behind you sets your soul soaring. His hands grope hard over your hips as he pistons deep inside of you. Becoming one with him again, and you start to sink into the bed with his force.
Stabbing into you with no remorse, until you’re flat on the bed, and still he jams himself deeper. “Is that what it takes to keep my little bird happy? Dovey, you need me to treat you like my little slut that bad?”
“Uh huh. Mmm,” your knuckles change color with how tight you cling to the sheets, and still you want more. Would be completely satisfied with Steve's entire weight pushing himself into you. The pleasure is just too much as you feel your body go into a different place. This was heaven. And Steve reminded you of this beautiful place multiple times a day.
He wants himself to be your religion. Needs you to desire nothing more than him. Like all you needed to survive was Steve Rogers. Your body acts on its own accord, and keeps your ass pointed up, so he can get extra deep. Could feel him all the way in your throat as he rearranges your insides. Accommodating him in a way no one ever has. Letting him use you as his little sex doll.
Manhandling you into whatever position he wanted. You couldn’t make up your mind on what feels the best because you just need him inside of you. Need to feel the way his piercing drags onto your skin as he pulls himself out, and then stabs right back into you. You were no longer human. Or yourself. You are just his.
“Steve!” You scream, muttering out gibberish. Speaking in tongues as you soar high with pleasured pain.
”You’re so fucking dumb for my cock, aren’t ya, Dovey? Sweet little Dove getting herself turned inside out for Steve Rogers’ cock. And she looks so pretty taking every bit of me. Doesn’t matter that it hurts a bit. We make it fit, huh?”
“Yeah. Yes! Steve, I’m coming. I’m coming!”
“My god, yes, you are. Got me in a fucking vice grip. Fuck, Dovey. You feel how deep I am?” You feel me flowing through your veins?” He reset everything in your body. You were the worst addict. You need a hit of him constantly. You would let this man treat you like a fucking rag doll, thanking him, and begging him to do it again.
“Fuckfuckfuckfuck! So fucking tight. So fucking warm. Dovey, you got me coated in your pretty cum. Are you ready to feel me? Ready for me to paint the insides of you?”
“Please, Captain. Want you inside of me all day.”
”You fucking whore. You sweet fucking slut of mine! Ahh!” He screams as his load shoots into your belly. Your brows raise in satisfaction as your walls milk every bit of his warmth. Swallowing his essence to keep inside of you for the times he couldn’t be. “You like that, baby?”
“It feels so good,” you sigh. Ready to cry as he starts to pull out of you. “But I hate when you do that.”
”I know, sweet Dovey,” leaning forward he leaves the sweetest kisses down your slit. Finishing on your clit, before righting himself, and staring at his handy work. “I love seeing you wide open because of me. Your cunt swollen, and would you look at that. Mmmm,” he moans as his cum starts to seep out. “Never miss a drop, hmm? You my sweet cum slut?”
”I’m whatever you want me to be.”
”And I want you filled, and leaking of my cum today. We got to go into the real world.”
”But Steve,” you start to protest, but he pushes three fingers into your gaping hole. Stopping all your thoughts because he just feels that damn good.
”You are only quiet when you’re stuffed. Shh, I’m talking, you listen. As much as I would love to fuck you like the little slut you are, we have to be adults. We have a life. I have a business. We can’t…Dove, you’ve got that look on your face. What do you want?”
“Can…no one has to know, but can I keep you warm today? We both get what we want,” he promised to make you sit and take him while he conducted business. And now you want to collect on that promise. You didn’t know who knew that you were full of Steve. It was your silent way of claiming him for everyone to see. He belonged to you.
”You’re killing me.”
”And I feel empty. You don’t want me to feel empty, do you? Steve? Captain? Please, can I keep your cock warm? I’ll sleep,” honestly, sleeping with him inside of you sounded peaceful. You knew that you could rest as long as he was there.
You are a menace to him. You broke down most of his walls, and made him want to do nothing more but to spoil you and give you whatever you want. “You better actually sleep,” just your smile, and the wiggle of your ass is enough for him to know that he made the right decision. You are his, and everyone needs to understand that they will respect you. Only he can degrade you. And he will. Later.
He never tires of watching you. Even now with his cock nestled inside of you, and your eyes gently closed, a soft snore of exhaustion hums off your lips, you are the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. He doesn’t care when everyone walks into the meeting room to see you sitting atop his lap, with your legs lazily dangling beside him.
Sure they could know that he is stretching you out. They can see you snuggled up against his disgusting burn mark. Able to watch your lips pucker out and kiss his mark. Your little sleepy sigh is the loudest noise in the otherwise silent meeting room.
This room is supposed to be his safe space. Everyone here should respect not only you, but will be willing to protect you at all cost. It’s an understood thing. Nobody here should take stock of how even when Steve speaks, his voice is softer. Whispering so he doesn’t wake you.
While everyone is listening to Steve, Sam’s eyes roam around the room. He can multitask. He isn’t quite as trusting as Steve. He thinks showing Steve’s weakness and vulnerability is a risky move. Sam doesn’t care that you’re here. It’s the intimacy of your position, and how he is just letting you be.
Steve has fucked many a woman in front of people. Humiliated them, and treated them as nothing more than a way to get his dick wet. But this is care. Steve couldn’t say the word, but it was love. Pulling down your skirt so no one could see any part of your exposed skin.
And then without thinking Steve kisses your cheek. Giving a nod to everyone at the table, and letting them know what their territories are. Sending them on their way, while Sam taps a finger on the table.
“What, Samuel?”
“You’re getting sloppy in love, Steven,” his blue eyes turn up to look at Sam, shaking his head. “Your vulnerability is putting the biggest target on her.”
”I’ll kill anyone that tries to hurt her.”
”Some people don’t just try. Some will do anything to destroy you, and you’ve allowed everyone to see what will kill you. Losing her.”
”Ready a car,” Steve says as he looks up at Sam. “I’m going to take her to see Bucky and Shy,” he looks back at you when you giggle. Swishing your body around when you peek to look at him. “You rotten brat.”
”I like Bucky, Captain,” trying to move again, he holds tightly to your hips, holding you steady.
Sam nods his head, and goes to make sure a car is ready for the two of you. “Thank you, Steve,” you whisper as your hands smooth up his chest.
”For what, Dovey? What could you possibly have to thank me for?”
“For letting me go see Bucky. But I’m not the only one that misses him, am I?” Steve rarely admits when he’s wrong. This time he does, but just barely he gives a single nod. “I knew it. You need him. He’s a part of you. Just like me, huh?”
“You are definitely a part of me, my sweet Dove. You mean more to me than you’ll ever realize. And yes, just like Bucky and Sam.”
”Then it’s time for you to accept that they have a special someone. Just. Like. You,” you’re so rotten with your little grin. Tapping on his chest to emphasize every word.
”Yes, darling. You are so smart when it comes to my feelings. I’ll let you handle those from now on,” with a sweet laugh, you lean up to give him a chaste kiss. Getting a bit of a growl from him. “Dovey, you have been keeping me warm for awhile, and to finally feel some friction is making me want to fuck you so hard on this table.”
”Do it then,” rolling his eyes he stands up, letting you drop onto the table with a bit more force than you were expecting, and he pulls himself out of the depths of your body. Hands behind your knees, he lifts your legs, pinning them on the table.
Cocking up an eyebrow, he lets a string of saliva drip down to your entrance, “You really are a slutty brat, did you know?”
“Maybe you need to make me behave. Cap—tain,” you screech as he enters back into you. Slamming your hands above your head, he sets a feral pace. They two of you needy for this. An hour of feeling him was a slight torture, and now he needs you in an animalistic way.
“Dove, I…” he growls, shaking his head. “I fucking love feeling you.”
”And I love feeling you,” he’s such an ass sometimes. Let him have his fun shoving himself into you balls deep. Let him hear the squelching sounds echoing in the room, and the table legs scratching across the floor with every thrust.
“Steve, it’s enough for now,” tears of pleasure fill your eyes as you stare up at him. You’d break him. He is getting there, even if it is slowly. You could feel it from him. And it was enough for now.
Leaning forward he captures your lips with his own. You love feeling his weight on you. Able to feel every bit of him on every inch of your body. He truly is the perfect fit. The two of you soak each other up. Never even pulling apart when euphoria spreads through both of your bodies. Sharing your pleasure as he spurts his cum into you.
Kisses continue, and you’re too wrapped up in each other to notice cold blue eyes stare at the two of you. Steve truly is a fool.
“Stop fidgeting,” Steve says softly, while your eyes stare at the ever passing trees. You couldn’t stop. It had been so long since you saw Bucky. And the last time Steve did, it wasn’t under the best circumstances. “Dove. Dovey! Little bird,” he coos over to you.
You finally look at him, your eyes shining with confusion. “Tell me what’s wrong,” this isn’t a question. It is a command, and you feel overly compelled to tell him everything. All that you have been thinking about during this drive.
“What if she doesn’t like me? What if she hates me? What if Bucky doesn’t want to see me? What if…?”
“What if you just breathe, sweetheart? Bucky likes you, and I don’t think that will change. From my understanding his Shy girl is a bit backwards. She observes more than she reacts. So she might not say much. And if she does, that is just her opinion. What about mine? And I love…spending time with you,” you narrow your eyes at him, and look back out the front windshield. He could be so infuriating at times. You’re hoping that he would just make a mistake, and say it. It seems to be right on the tip of his tongue.
“I want her to like me though. Because Bucky loves her. Even asked her to marry him. Isn’t that something?”
“Yes, so romantic to finally propose after years of being together.”
“Don’t put a timeline on people’s relationship, Steve.”
“Then don’t put one on ours,” his hand moves to your thigh. Giving your soft skin a bit of a squeeze. “Just live in the moment, honey. Ahh, there’s their home.”
“Is it a necessary thing to have your homes be out in the middle of nowhere?” You bite at your lip, looking up at their home. It was bigger than you had expected. Much too big for two people. Even bigger than Steve’s cabin which was nothing to scoff at.
“Shy doesn’t like people. She’s a bit of a recluse. And they built this home together. Designed it for what they wanted out of life, and she has no intentions of leaving. This is their forever home, the cabin is not my forever home. Let’s go, little bird. Stand up straight and smile when the door opens. Don’t make me have to get onto you. Be a brat when it’s the two of us. Do you understand?”
You do. With a sweet smile, you reach for the door, but Steve clears his throat, opening his, and your hands fall to your lap. Watching as he jogs to your side of the door. You can’t help but to beam up at him when he opens your door, extending his arm down for you to take.
He keeps a firm grip on your waist as he walks up to the house. Knocking on the door, his hand goes to your chin, and he lifts your face to look up. Despising when you don’t exude confidence. And then the door opens to the cutest woman, and your eyes fall to her stomach.
“Oh my god! You’re having a baby!” Steve looks over at you confused, and your hands reach forward before retreating. “Can I?” She giggles, but nods her head yes, and you press your hands against her belly. “How far along are you? Steve! I felt the baby.”
“We’re twenty-seven weeks. Bucky and Alpine are spoiling me rotten.”
“Alpine?” Shy points down to her leg, and you see the fluffy cat circling her body. Squatting down you hold a hand out to her, and she leans into you without hesitation. “Are you protecting your mama and baby during this time? Making biscuits on your baby’s home? I bet you are the best kitty in the entire world, huh, pretty girl?”
“Steve, you’re drooling,” Bucky whispers to his friend. “You look different, buddy. Must be…well, Dove is making a good man out of you. Grab her up, let’s come inside, or we can go to the backyard. Shy has almost got it perfect. She’s got her an English garden look out there. Something she’s always wanted since she was a kid. The Secret Garden is her favorite.”
Steve pulls at your arm, and you stand up. Giving a big smile to your former guard. “Come on, Dove, Shy won’t bite if you give me a hug. I’d be more worried about your idiot boyfriend,” giggling, you jump into his arms. Squeezing around his neck so tight, you worry he can’t breathe.
“I missed you, too, ya heathen. Come on, I think all four of us need to talk,” and you did. Lots of talk. So much time was missed. And you knew that there was a part of this relationship that would never be the same. Bucky had three things right here that meant more to him than his own life. He wasn’t risking his life to save yours and Steve’s anymore. The only risks he would be taking would be to keep him alive to see his family one more day.
While you might not ever be Shy’s favorite, you can see her curiosity towards you is real. She keeps her eyes on you, but smiles since her cat is so familiar with you. Alpine bounces between walking in front of you to walking in front of her. Ultimately choosing her family. It’s as it should be. Bucky is doing the same. And with a look up at Steve, you understood. You understood all too well.
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Can you make a fanfic that is canon divergent as it’s in the same setting where Cardan and Jude are enemies to lovers but Cardan is a brooding boy and Jude is a gentle girl? https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BroodingBoyGentleGirl
WHEN LIGHT MEETS THE DARK: one-shot
Fandom: The Folk Of The Air
TW: Mentions of smoking & some swearing.
Summary: He broods, she smiles. He grunts, she chuckles. He scowls, she pouts. Total opposites, yet they still somehow are meant for each other.
a/n: i tried my best 😬🥂
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I lit up my cigarette before taking an inhale, enjoying the taste of husky smoke in my mouth and made my way towards my jeep in the nearly empty school parking lot.
I took another inhale when I felt a presence hoovering above me but I didn't get a chance to look what was happening because the next second, I was smashed onto the ground with a girl's body above mine.
"Ow, ow, ow. I'm so sorry, oh my God! I didn't mean to push you-"
"Can you shut the fuck up?" My voice came out harsher than I intended and she scrambled away from me, causing me to wince in pain.
I sat upright after a few moments and noticed a few scratches on my tattooed arms all the while the girl was babbling about how late she was going to be and how sorry she was.
"Are you always this annoying?" I scowled.
She looked up at me for the first time since she started recollecting her sharpies and other art crap from the ground causing my breath to hitch.
Her hazel eyes were lit with a burning fire despite their softness, her brown chestnut hair were neatly blow dried with a black polka dot bandana across it. She was wearing a white mini skirt with a pale green crop top and matching white sneakers. The sun made her tanned skin turn radiant and the clothes she wore stuck to her curvy figure as prominently as possible.
Holy fucking Gods, she was definitely the most beautiful girl I had ever met.
Her eyes widened and I followed her gaze at my arms where blood had started pooling due to the road, stones and sticks I fell onto. She started chanting under her breath and said, "No, no, no, no. Follow me, I've a first aid kit in my car."
I glared at her, "I don't need your help. You've caused enough damage to me so I'd like you to go and leave me the fuck alone."
She winced at my jarring words and a pang of guilt went out in me before it got dissolved as equally as it came. Despite my rude behavior, she looked at her watch her face portraying her emotions easily to make me realize an internal debate was going before she finally came to a conclusion.
In a much softer and gentler tone she said, "Let me help you with those or else you'd get an infection. It's the least I can do after knowing I was the cause of them and it'll make me feel equally guilty-"
I clenched my jaw and raised a hand to stop her rambling, "I got your fucking point. Now, stop talking it's giving me a headache."
Lies. Such dirty little lies I spoke and if the flash of hurt that occurred on her face was any indication, it just made me feel ever more guilty. Yet still I said, "Let's go to your car."
She nodded and I started following her towards the end of the parking lot where a light yellow convertible stood. She quietly went and took out the kit from the trunk before motioning me to sit on the hood.
The silence was killing me. Even though I had met her for only a few minutes, I knew she was the polar opposite of me in every way. So just to see her mood lifted back for whatever reason I said, "I'm sorry."
She looked at me with surprise, pausing her ministrations on my scratches and gave me a kind smile, "It's okay. I'm sure you must be having a bad day."
I kept looking at her while she dabbed the cotton with the lotion on my arms and neatly wrapping them in bandages. I noticed how a single strand of her hair fell over her face, the way the light in her eyes remained unblinking and most importantly that innocent and warm smile that was always on her face.
"There all done."
I didn't realize it was over so soon and momentarily comprehended how my cheeks were burning. Goddamn this had never fucking happened what the hell was wrong with me?
I coughed and stood up from her car meanwhile she packed her stuff and went back to keep it in the trunk. Not sure what to do with how my body was suddenly feeling flustered, I remained there when she returned with a piece of paper and a number on it.
She extended it to me with that still gods damned smile on her face and said, "You can call me if you need anything, here's my number."
I took it from her absentmindedly, my mouth working on it's own accord, "Why? Why are you being so nice and...kind to me? Especially after how I treated you."
She sighed and turned around to settle in her car. When she started the engine, I moved away from my spot and she softly replied to, "In Harry Styles's words, Treat people with kindness."
With that she left leaving me standing alone in the parking lot, only two things on my mind. First, the world had never treated people like me with such gentleness until now which is why I was quite surprised to find someone like her.
Second, I never got to ask the girl her name.
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PHEWWW ITS FINALLY DONE OMFGGGG
I HOPE ITS GOOD CUZ THIS IS THE BEST I COULD DO.
@jurdannet @slightlyrebelliouswriter23 @thewickedkings @thekingdomofelfhame @greenbriarxrose @cinnamonsketchdust @charincharge @clockworkgraystairs @jurdanhell @rhysandswingspan
#jurdan#holly black#tfota#tfota fic#the folk of the air#cardan x jude#jude x cardan#jude duarte#cardan greenbriar#tcp#twk#tqon
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Spec fic
Missing Scene
Coda
Fix it
Ooooh 💛
Spec fic - D (I don't mind between seasons stuff, but I don't usually read spec fic based off promos, I always seem to be disappointed when I do)
Missing Scene - C (A+++ if written well though, I often seek these out and then skim the first read 😬)
Coda - C (A+++ if written well though, I often seek these out and then skim the first read 😬)
Fix it - D (I've read some great ones, some that I go back to time and again, but with Tarlos I haven't honestly felt like much needed fixing ??)
Oooff, yeah probably some controversial takes there. Sorry!
Give me a fanfiction trope and I’ll grade it:
A: Love it. Spend my time combing AO3 for it.
B: Like it. Not one of my bigger cravings, but it can scratch a certain itch if I’m in the right mood.
C: Neutral. A good author might be able to sell it, but a bad one will kill it deader than dead.
D: Not my favorite. I avoid it if I can, but it won’t necessarily put me off reading something.
F: Hate it. Will immediately make me nope out of a fic.
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