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yeet-me-dad-dy · 28 days ago

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The Arcane - Chapter Six - Old Wounds

Summary: Viktor gets a little look at the things that haunt you, and you and he work on the designs for his back brace.

Characters: Viktor x Male Reader (Doctor Raven) x Jayce eventually maybe

Warnings: Nightmares

Words: 1,947

You were lying on your back on the hospital bed in your lab, tossing a small metal device into the air while you considered Viktor's dilemma. You had managed to get all of the scans you needed within a week, and while it was a grueling and often painful process for him, he hadn't complained even once. After receiving the scans, you had studied them until your eyes burned, mind racing with questions, theories, and ideas.

You caught the device and set it on the mattress beside you, then rubbed your tired eyes. Vampires didn't need as much sleep as humans, but they did still need sleep; six or seven hours each week. You had managed exactly thirty-two minutes for this week, and exhaustion was beginning to set in. You knew you needed to rest, and you honestly had tried, but calming your racing mind enough to fall asleep was an achievement not often reached.

You sighed and closed your eyes. If you could just get five minutes… Your consciousness hung in the abyss between waking and sleeping, and then, slowly, you began to drift off.

The trees were burning, the snow was stained red. Everywhere you looked, bodies with missing limbs and guts spilling from their bellies littered the battlefield, the heat of their corpses sending steam rising into biting midnight air. The blood painting your hands and face and drenching your clothes was pleasantly warm...

“Doctor?”

You whirled around, eyes blazing, teeth bared, to see a skinny young man with golden eyes reaching toward you.

I know you, the little voice in your head said. You’d known all of them. It didn’t matter. You lunged, teeth meeting the soft flesh of his throat.

“Doctor!”

You bolted upright in bed, eyes wide and searching, chest heaving. You weren’t sure where you were. Octagonal room, blue walls, tall ceiling… Familiarity sparked in your nightmare-addled mind.

The lab. You had fallen asleep in your lab.

There was a gentle touch on your shoulder, and you jerked away. That same skinny young man from your dream was watching you with concern. You looked him up and down, allowing your mind to match the face to a name.

“Viktor…” you breathed.

You flopped back onto the bed, covering your eyes with your arm, and pulled in a few lungfuls of air to steady yourself.

“What time is it?” you asked.

“Just after dinner,” he said quietly.

You swallowed hard, then tossed your legs over to sit on the edge of the bed with your back to Viktor.

“I came to show you the sketch of the back brace I’m working on… and to check on you. It seems it’s a good thing I did.”

“The brace, yes…” you mumbled. “I’ll need to take a look at that.”

You rubbed your eyes, ran a hand down your face.

“Are you alright, Doctor?” he asked.

“Yes. Yes, I just… had a bad dream.” You rose suddenly, smoothed down your shirt, and rounded the bed to stand beside Viktor. “Let’s see it.”

You couldn’t seem to look at him, not without remembering the look of fear in the eyes of his dream-self and the feeling of your teeth sinking into his flesh. He handed you a piece of paper. Drawn in graphite were sketches of a mechanical back brace from different angles, as well as smaller drawings of individual pieces and some of the more technical aspects.

“Hmm…” your gaze flit from one drawing to the next, intrigued. “Have you eaten?” you asked, glancing at him for only a moment.

“No. You had been bringing me my dinner, so I was waiting for you. That’s why I came to check on you. You’re not usually late.”

You chuckled dryly.

“Sorry…”

“It’s alright. You needed sleep.”

“If only I had actually gotten some…” you let out another dry chuckle.

You returned his sketches to him, retrieved his file from your desk, then gently led him out of the lab with a hand on his lower back. You could feel the metal medical corset beneath his shirt.

“Let’s head down to the kitchen. We can talk about your design while you eat.”

He looked as tired as you felt as he shuffled along beside you. It must have been a long day for him, too.

“I thought vampires don’t sleep,” he said as you called the elevator.

“We don’t sleep much, but we do sleep. Seven hours a week is fine.”

“An hour a night,” Viktor nodded. “Or do you prefer to do it all in one lump?”

“Honestly, I’m lucky to get three hours a month.”

“I know how that feels,” Viktor sighed.

There was a comfortable momentary silence before he spoke again.

“Do you want to talk about your dream, Doctor?”

You considered a moment.

“There’s not much to talk about… There were a lot of bodies and a lot of blood. People I knew and loved.”

“I see.”

The elevator dinged and let you off on the bottom floor of the academy, where you wound your way through the wide halls to the kitchen. Viktor had a lot of questions he wanted to ask you, but there were certain things that there was never a good moment to bring up. Doctor Sammor had said “I know what you’ve done.” What did he mean by that? Was he referring to the unsavory ends of the people you’d tested your blood on, or was there something else? He’d gotten a glimpse of a darker side of you that day, and he knew nothing of your past. There was no telling what kind of things you’d done in your long life. What kind of horrors you’d seen… or perhaps even caused.

The kitchen was empty, but there were a few people in the cafeteria still doing school work. You made Viktor a sandwich with some carrots on the side and poured him a glass of orange juice, then sat with him at an empty table in the corner near a big window. Thankfully, the sun was on the other side of the building and couldn’t reach you here. You spread the scans of his body and his brace design out in front of you so you could see them all at once. You both gave the spread a once-over. Viktor’s eyes lingered on the x-ray of his spine.

“How does one go about straightening a spine, exactly?”

You pulled the x-ray closer.

“Rather forcefully. Two straight metal bars bolted to either side will force it into a more natural position.”

“That sounds… unpleasant.”

“Yes, but don’t worry.” You offered him a comforting smile. “You’ll be asleep, and you’ll be given the best pain medication available to help you through recovery.”

“And you’ll be the one doing the surgery?”

“Yes. Unless you’d rather have someone else?”

“No. No, I think I’d be most comfortable if it’s you.”

“I don’t think I could trust anyone else to do it,” you admitted. “I have about one-hundred-and-fifty years more experience than the most experienced doctor. I was around when this surgery was still in its testing stages. I know what to do, but I also know what not to do.”

“I know I’m in good hands,” Viktor smiled.

You returned the smile, eyes lingering on his lips before turning your attention to the sketch of the back brace.

“The problem with our current methods is that it doesn’t leave much flexibility in the spine. The bars are rigid, so you won’t be able to bend. I’m hoping we can design something to replace the bars that will allow you more movement.”

You pointed to the main sketch.

“Honestly, this design looks really promising. This long spine piece here is articulated, right? One piece for each vertebrae… That could definitely work.”

Viktor nodded.

“Yes, and then the panels on the side and the chest piece will keep my ribs where they need to be.”

“Good,” you grinned at him, excited at the prospect of giving Viktor something more functional to wear.

The two of you lingered in the cafeteria for quite some time, going over the details of the sketch and the scans, tossing around ideas for different designs, and making sure that you could both work with what you’d come up with. The moon was well into the sky by the time you finally got Viktor to drop his pencil. You stretched and pushed yourself to your feet. A sharp pain ran up your hip and you stumbled forward, catching yourself on the edge of the table.

“Are you alright, Doctor?” Viktor asked, hand hovering just inches from your arm in case he should need to try and catch you.

“Yes,” you chuckled dryly and composed yourself.

“You are in pain,” he stated plainly.

You sighed and massaged your hip.

“Only sometimes,” you smiled softly, trying to reassure him. “Usually when I move too quickly.”

“Have you considered a cane?” he asked.

“I have, but I feel like I don’t need one enough to warrant getting one. I just need to move more carefully.”

He hummed, thoughtful.

“May I ask what causes the pain? I thought vampires were supposed to heal their injuries.”

You nodded and crossed your arms over your chest.

“We do heal, but sometimes old wounds still hurt.”

He was watching you with great interest, waiting for you to tell your story. You sighed and cleared your throat.

“It was during the Blood War,” you started. “There was an explosion and a building fell on me. Crushed me. I healed, yes, but I still have problems with my back and hips. Some days are worse than others.”

“I see.”

He felt stupid for not realizing that you were actually in the war four-hundred years ago. Had you been a doctor then, too, or had you been a warrior, fighting on the front lines?

“Viktor?”

“Hmm?” he blinked a few times. “Ah, sorry, I was lost in thought.”

“That’s alright.” You touched him gently on the shoulder.

Usually, he was averse to being touched. Your touch, though, he had come to find comfort in.

“Let’s head home, shall we?” you asked. “You need sleep.”

He chuckled and allowed you to lead him out of the cafeteria.

“I’ll sleep if you promise to, as well,” he said.

You sighed, but nodded.

“I’ll try.”

Viktor lived right across the hall from you, which it took you far too long to realize. You’d only figured it out when he was exiting his apartment at the same time as you one morning. You thought you could smell him in the hallway when you came and went, but you figured it was just his scent lingering on your clothes. To say you were delighted that he was so close was an understatement. You stopped him before he disappeared into his home.

“One more thing, Viktor. I almost forgot to tell you. I’m going to be heading up north in a few days to harvest more Snowbell root. I’ll be gone for… maybe two months?”

“Oh…” He didn’t like the thought of you leaving, though he couldn’t place exactly why. “You’ll… be safe, I hope?”

“Of course,” you smiled. “I’ll try not to be gone the whole two months, but those flowers are a pain to harvest, and even more of a pain to find.”

“I understand. I’ll be fine while you’re away, Doctor, you don’t have to worry about me.”

You nodded. You were worried. What if something happened while you were gone? What if he needed you and you weren’t there for him?

“Goodnight, Viktor,” you smiled.

He touched your forearm gently, mimicking a gesture he’d learned from you.

“Goodnight, Doctor.”

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books-and-catears · 1 year ago

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I need to cry, my suicide tendencies are at there peak, can you help me with something with the Obey me brothers?

Like please I want to cry my eyes out

Okay hon, you really need to talk to someone about this okay? Please make sure you're not alone. I'm so sorry this is happening to you. I don't know what's wrong but things always get better...You will get through this. Again please talk to someone and don't isolate yourself okay?

It's been a while since I've received this ask, I apologise deeply for the delay, and I sincerely hope you're feeling better now.

TW: Suicide ideation

Cry Your Heart Out

Lucifer doesn't like the way your eyes look as you sit in on another RAD council meeting. Your mind is far, far away. Like you don't want to be here. He ended the meeting early so you could go home. But you look the same.

"MC." He knocks on your door after dinner. You open the door. Somehow your eyes look worse. His gut screams at him to not leave you alone.

"I feel particularly tired today. Would you like to listen to some music with me?" He asks. You shrug and say, "Sure." You almost seem like you're on autopilot.

He takes you by the hand and leads you down. The music has a strange melancholy that stung your heart. Like it understood you. Like it was screaming your misery out loud. You didn't know when your face flushed red, steaming tears falling off your cheeks. In the next second, you're buried in his chest.

"I- I can't-"

"You don't have to say anything. Just stay here for as long as you want."

❄️

Mammon didn't like the way you were avoiding him. It's not like you were ignoring him, but you seemed so distant. So...disheartened. Why? He couldn't even bring himself to ask.

There was something he dreaded deeply about the answer. Because he'd seen a semblance of those eyes before and it never ended well. And the long rope just resting on your desk brought forth more worry.

"Oi Lucifer, I have a favor to ask." He muttered into his phone. That day, after school, you found him hanging upside down from the ceiling in your room.

"Mammon what-"

"What's wrong with ya lately?"

"Me? I'm fine-"

"I can't get down unless you tell me the truth. These ropes are enchanted and everything! So if you want me out of here, you better spill okay?!"

Why do you care? The question died in your throat. And you spilled tears before words. He was down in seconds, cooing in shock and distress. "Oi, I'm sorry I didn't mean to-"

But you held on tight to his jacket. He cared. That was all you needed really.

❄️

Leviathan was sitting straighter than usual as you entered his room. Alert and eager. You almost felt bad coming all the way to his room to tell him you don't feel like gaming today. But the console wasn't even plugged.

"Hey Levi-"

"Don't do it. Don't you think about it!" He sounds around. He was trembling, on the brink of crying.

"O-okay I won't say no to gaming with you I'm sorry I didn't know-" You bent down to his level. He caught you offguard, throwing his arms around you.

"You're thinking of leaving again, aren't you?" Levi's voice cracked, muffled in your shoulder. "You're thinking of going away and never coming back."

"Wait...Levi, when did I even say-"

"I thought you were just spending less time with me, I just assumed you finally got tired of me. But then you weren't with my brothers either... you're tired of ALL OF US."

You were tired of yourself, you wanted to reassure him. But he wasn't going to stop wailing anytime soon. In your heart you were just a little bit glad to have someone want you.

"Please don't go... we'll be better. I'll be better. I'll be even better than my brothers! I'll try my best to be! So don't you dare thinking of going anywhere!"

❄️

Satan seemed to be extra wary of you during all the magical classes. Potions, Charms, Curses and hexes - everywhere the demon of Wrath followed even tricking teachers if he needed to.

"I'm not trying skip my classes or anything, Satan." You said one day, turning to look at him. It was the last class of the day and everyone had left the room except the two of you.

"What I'm worried about is much worse than that and you know it, MC. Now let's go home."

He reaches out his hand. You don't take it, just sighing and glancing at the potion on your desk.

"Everyday I wake up hoping that all these bad feelings were a nightmare. But every morning, it's real. I'm tired."

"What is it that worries you so?" He leans down to cup your face, turning your eyes to meet his earnest ones.

"It's a human problem."

"I don't need to be human to understand your pains. Just give it a chance, won't you?"

You left the classroom holding his hand, the vial of the Sleeping Draught potion you'd concocted lay smashed, a mess on the floor. Satan apologized for his clumsiness.

❄️

Asmodeus had the unfortunate timing to barge in the middle of your breakdown. He gasped and fell to the ground watchin you curled up in bed with your eyes red and puffed up.

Immediately on his knees he crawls towards you, his gentle touch nudging you back to some resemblance of reality. "Darling..."

"I'm fine. Just need some more rest." You shook your head and tried to brave a smile. "Need to be alone and relax a bit."

"Oh MC, if it's relaxation you want, there's noone but me that can provide you the best!" He promptly tucked you in the sheets with him.

"Asmo I don't need-"

"Shhh! Give me a chance, won't you? If you don't like within 10 minutes, I'll leave you alone."

You closed your eyes and sighed, wanting to get over it. But then Asmo's fingers ran through your hair, soft and cool, gentle and slow. For once, all the horrible voices in your head fell asleep before you did.

"How do you feel MC?" He coos as he brushes some hair off your forehead. You only murmur in hia name in response, he chuckles and pulls you closer. His heart beats easier seeing you at peace.

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lightfeltmemories · 1 year ago

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hello!! <333

(sorry for poor grammar or language mistakes, english is not my first language😭😭) (also this is my first time requesting something, AND I'M NOT A MINOR, i turned 19 a month ago <33)

your writing is AMAZINGGG AGHHHH

nah but srsly the way you write the characters is sooo realistic, i hate fanfiction where the characters are written totally different from how they actually are, but the way you write the characters IS SO CANONNN

i'm already in love with ur blog🆘

sooo ummm im requesting for non-con w feitan🙏

anyways ily pls be healthy

aww, thank you so much! i do get a bit insecure about how i potray characters and this just made my evening! and sadly, you didn't provide a storyline, you know, specifically what you wanted to happen aside from the non con (how they meet, whether the reader is apart of the troupe or not etc etc) so i decided to make my own storyline so i hope this is nice! also, because it's easier to write imo the reader is afab with she/her pronouns.

BUNNY.

feitan x female!reader | nsfw

tags: there is a bit of chrollo x reader however it's still mainly feitan x reader, reader insert goes by the name "bunny" to avoid using things such as y/n not to mention it's a lot easier to memorize,

tw's: heavy non-con (obviously), blood, slight gore, torture usual feitan shit, reader pisses herself (thought it would be interesting to add), dacryphilia, anal

notes: this took a lot longer than expected, i'm not the most proud of this piece so sorry if it's not ground breaking or the most descriptive literally ever, this will also be posted on my ao3

w; 4,227

minors, ageless or blank blogs do not interact

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"let me go! let me the fuck go!"

she yelled as the restraints on her arms and legs were tightly bound to the seat beneath her, she tried biting at anyone who dared to touch her.

in front of her was the dead body of her last comrade, his face was unrecognizable due to how much blood covered it, cuts and bruises everywhere on his body and all 10 fingernails were peeled off, scattered on the floor.

it was something she was used to seeing, she had saw peoples guts spilled out of their stomach, she had seen peoples heads ripped off of their necks..

but what it's someone she had known for so long in the same fate.. she can't help but feel uneasy.

her captors didn't seem even the slightest bit fazed by her behavior, it's like they're used to people acting this way.

one of them was taller, he lacked eyebrows is a notable feature of his, and the shorter one was pale, with messy black hair, the bottom half of his face was covered by what appears to be some type of scarf.

"she's a feisty one, how do you plan on breaking her?" the blonde said, who she later learned that his name was phinks, and the other's feitan.

"i have something new in mind." is all feitan said.

"alright, i'll leave it to you." phinks takes his leave, all she could do is wonder what he plans on doing to her, she heard that he tortures people, so, she expects to come out with scars.

but little did she know, she was in for something pretty different.

feitan steps closer to her, softly placing his rough, cold hands on her soft cheek, she flinches at the touch, making him pull his hand back at her action.

he stares at her, watches as she tries to break the restraints, only bruising her arms and legs.

"you're too weak." he said.

"either shut up or get me out of here!" she gathers enough saliva and ejects it to his face, spitting on him.

he goes to pull out something, a cloth, to wipe away the spit at his face.

"pathetic little girl.." he walks closer, bending down to her level to admire her features, but all it appears is him staring at her, blankly.

no wonder they call you bunny..

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there were 15 people apart of a gang, dealing with drugs, getting into fights with other gangs, and other things of the sort, it was dangerous work.

it was all started less than 15 years ago by a man, a 19 year old boy named adrian, who had joined a gang in order to protect his sister from other gangs, the area they lived in was ridden with poverty and crime, murders, rapes and kidnappings happened what seemed like almost every day, anyone was at risk no matter the age or gender.

and throughout the course of these 15 years the crime started to drop, all because of this gang, but after the leader died due to unknown circumstances, most likely murdered, adrian became the leader, and things changed,

adrian became the thing he swore to protect his sister from.

but his sister, now an adult, had gone down her own path of crime, she became more ruthless than that of her brother, at first not wanting her to join, he thought that she would be useful in a way, so, she became the first female member.

because of her cute appearance, they referred to her as "bunny," she may be cute but she's anything but, her face and clothes covered in blood and guts, an arsenal of weapons at her disposal, and, a master manipulator, often times used to "seduce" men into gaining information, but she would never actually sleep with any of them.

things started to take a strange turn when another gang had gotten involved.

the phantom troupe.

how this all started was that the spiders leader, chrollo, had gotten himself involved with bunny, she had to admit, he was a fine, handsome man, he spoke in a way bunny had never even heard of.

for their first "date," he took her to a nice, upscale restaurant, the food was expensive, something bunny may not ever afford, however, it was delectable.

the two of them never actually suspected one another to be apart of any type of gang.. or did they?

things didn't turn out well for obvious reasons, chrollo was using her to get closer to their boss, because apparently, he had something valuable, the details were vague, not even bunny was aware of what the hell was going on, and now her and the rest of the gang were dragged into it, because her boss, no, her brother, had owed someone something.

and it may possibly lead to his death.

when bunny found out, she was pissed, her brother had stolen from the spiders, and now they were after them.

what the hell was bunny going to do against the spiders, she's smart enough to know that she is no match, and that it's sudden death for her if they ever manage to put their anger towards her.

or was it?

bunny was not weak, she was one of the few apart of the gang that used nen, she rarely used it unless it calls for desperate measures, but, her ability consisted of her being able to manipulate her opponents to see their fears.

and she might have to use it against a few members.

but it didn't work.

she was still defeated.

she was the one left standing after the gang, her family, all fell beneath her, at the hands of the phantom troupe.

her brother, adrian, holds his broken, bloodied arm as he limps over to her.

"b-bunny.... get out of here.. you're no match for them... just ru-"

he was cut off with a sword stabbing through his chest, blood staining the concrete floors as she succumbs to his death, the sword is pulled away and his lifeless body falls to the floor.

the one who killed him appears to be a samurai.

bunny felt what appears to be fear for the first time in her adult life, she couldn't move, she just froze..

she shakes at the sight of him, as he slowly moves forward.

she was going to die, there was no doubt about it.

she closes her eyes, preparing for the same fate, but that's not what happened, she's still alive.

"kill everyone else, except for bunny" were the orders given by chrollo according to one of the members; nobunaga, that same samurai that killed her brother.

but why? why was she spared? did chrollo see something in her? was she useful?

"feitan, do whatever you want with her, but don't hurt her too much, and don't spill too much blood."

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and now were here, she stares into the dark purple eyes of her captor, he steps back from her face.

"what the hell are you doing to do to me?" she asked, she knew now that trying to fight back was useless, the restraints were on far to tightly.

he didn't answer, but goes on to pick up something on a nearby table; a small blade.

she was going to be tortured the same way he was.

he walks to her slowly, pointing the blade at the top of her shirt, slowly lowering the blade down, towards the end of her torso, making a clean slice, the shirt falls apart, revealing her breasts covered by her bra.

at the sight of the medium sized breasts, feitan feels his pants growing tighter, hidden cock twitching at the sight of not only her angered, yet scared expression, but how her breasts sit perfectly up.

but he wanted to drag this on further.

and with one quick slash, the bra is now cut in half, too, her breasts fall out from the now useless bra, revealing only a small bit of her areola whilst the rest is covered by the bra cusps.

now going down to her pants, with the same blade, it cuts smoothly away, slowly revealing her underwear, she didn't want to make any sudden movements, as he might cut her skin if he does.

the pants were now cut in half, her clothes were ripped in half to reveal the most intimate parts of her.

feitan goes on to untie the restraints.

"any sudden movements, and i'll kill you." he said lowly.

it was useless to fight back now, she got the hint on what he was planning on doing, he wanted to break her in another way, not in the usual torture way.

but by fucking her, whether she wanted it or not.

the restraints were removed, but before she could even think about moving, the blade was held to her neck, so close that it poked her, but not enough to draw blood.

"on your knees."

slowly dropping to the floor to get on her knees, she listens to every command he orders.

"remove your clothes."

she removes her shirt, bra, shoes, pants and underwear, she's naked, while he remains fully clothed, looking down at her pathetic frame, she could've sword a small chuckle was heard from him.

this guy was menacing.

he starts to shuffle with his pants, pulling them down only to reveal his leaking cock.

for his small size, it was just slightly above average, but enough to do something without causing any pain.

it was hard as a brick, was he turned on by her suffering.

he grabs the back of her head, and pushes her head towards his cock, forcing her lips to part around the head, he pushes himself down her throat, making her gag, pulling out with a single strip of saliva trailing it.

"a stupid bitch you are, can't even take my cock down your throat."

she wanted to punch his head off right then and there, clutching her fists as his cock re enters her mouth, but he didn't push all the way to her throat, going slow as he pulls and pushes in and out of her mouth.

she felt small drips of his precum touch her tongue, feitan pulled at her hair to remove her from his cock again, and pushes her face to his balls, forcing her to smell them, for a minute she realizes what he's trying to do, she pulls out her tongue out to lick the base of his cock.

"good girl." he tells her. "now you try on your own."

he officially removes his hand from her hair completely, he now expects her to suck his cock on her own.

she wraps her hand around his cock and begins to pump back and forth as her mouth follows behind, the pace gradually grows faster, the sounds of her soft moans and saliva begin to fill a part of the room.

his hand returns to the back of her head while his other goes to remove her hand that is pumping away at his cock, only wanting her mouth, helping her move at the pace he wants her, he moves his hips back and fourth a little faster than her, every time the tip touches the back of her throat she gags, rejecting him.

he wants to bypass her gag reflex, not caring at all for her gags.

"thats right, choke on it.." he says to himself, he sees the tears forming in the corner of her eyes, enjoying the sight of her wet eyes, because he's the one thats causing it.

a girl who came in oh so mighty and oh so tough, is now slowly but surly falling apart at his hands, he is slowly undoing her, and he loves it.

he can't help but go just a bit deeper, to her her lips touch the small amounts of pubic hair he has, she squeezes her eyes shut as she tries not to gag, a grin creeps up from behind his scarf, she's trying oh so hard.

"poor bunny, is my cock too much for you?" he mocks. "don't worry, it'll all be over soon.."

he pushes as far as he can, her cute, soft, delicate features will soon be covered in his semen, pulling away from her mouth to pump away at his cock, shooting out small amounts before more and more cover her face, shooing away at her hair, mouth and cheeks, and once he was done, he lets go of her now messy hair, viewing what he had done.

she uses her index finger to remove some of it from her face.

"taste it." he commands her.

looking down at the substance, the blade returns to her face, reminding her that he can and will kill her if she doesn't obey.

her tongue grazes the liquid, before sticking her whole finger in her mouth, tasting the salty, murky substance.

"not so bad, right?"

"i guess not." she responds.

"bend over on the table, over there." he commands again.

she stands up to walk over to the table, despite for how long she had been sitting on her legs making them a bit weak, she bends over on the table, sticking her ass forward for him to see.

viewing her ass, feitan grazes his hand over one of her cheeks, giving it a good hard slap, making her jump, and tighten her legs shut.

after seeing her reaction, he had gotten an idea.

feitan walks to a part of the room she couldn't see in her peripheral vision, before returning mere seconds later with something long and lanky in his hands.

was that.... a belt? or a whip? or maybe a mixture of the two.

after he managed to make it over to her, the leather piece of whatever-the-hell-it-was softly grazes the other cheek, before a hard, painful slap hits her, making her throw her head back, and borderline scream in pain.

"that was 1, out of 10."

just 10 more to go, hopefully he doesn't raise the number... hopefully.

another smack, this time on her left check.

"2."

and another on her right.

"3."

and another, on her left.

"4."

but he stopped, for a short moment, he see's her trembling, her legs especially, her cheeks were red, she gripped the end of the table, tears welling up in her eyes, she tried not to give him what he wanted, she tried not to sob.

but something else came out as well.

she feels herself let loose, as warm liquid falls to the floor.

feitan watched as she, quite frankly, pissed herself.

and we didn't even get to number 5.

feitan shakes his head in disappointment. "how old are you?"

"what?"

"i said how old are you?"

"uh... 23?"

......

"i'll raise the number to 23."

"damnit." she said to herself, why did she have to piss herself? she couldn't have just held it in a little longer?

"but i'll be nice this time and start from 5.. you were good up until then... you count this time."

he resumes, this time again on her left, and waits for her response.

"if you don't respond, we'll have to start over."

"5..." she stutters out, through her tears, she couldn't help it, he was hitting her so hard, and it hurts.. so fucking bad.

on her right cheek.

"6..."

she let out a few quiet sobs, not even close to the last 2 digits.

on her left cheek.

"7..."

her tears started to stain the table, she wept, and screamed at each smack.

on her right cheek.

"8..."

it kept going on, and on, and on, until she finally reached 23, she felt like she would almost pass out by the amount of pain she had to endure, not even period cramps were this bad, and that was saying a lot.

her pussy still moist from her piss, feitan had gotten an idea, but for him, it was still far too early for it.

he flips her on her back, getting a good view of her, her clit was peaking through the lips.

normally, he wouldn't care much for the pleasure of the person he's sleeping with, it was all to chase his own pleasure, however.. something came to him.

just fucking her senseless won't do for now, he wanted to see her completely undone, of course he was halfway there, she still looked at him with hatred and disgust.

but he wanted to hear her moan, to at least hear her beg for more of him.

and he knew exactly what to do.

using his middle and index finger, he pushes her lips apart, revealing her clitoris in all its glory, it sits unbothered and for now untouched.

for now.

he starts off with soft, teasing touches, in the most sensitive areas.

for her, it wasn't painful, no, it was pleasurable.

he wanted her to feel pleasure, all to boost his ego.

that he'll for sure break her.

she tries not to make any sound, its easy, but she can't lay here and lie by saying it didn't feel good, it did, in fact, it felt amazing.

especially when he goes on to remove his scarf, revealing his face entirely, she doesn't know if its because of what he's doing, but he isn't all that bad looking.

he pulls out his tongue to softly lap at her sensitive clit, her legs twitch at the sensation and she throws her head back, damn, it really did feel good.

she couldn't help but let out at least a couple cute soft moans, but, he heard them, continuing to lick away, he pressed his lips against it to suck, making her, unknowingly, slip out a groan, urging him to continue.

his plan was working, she was moaning for him to continue, just to take things to the next level, he sticks two fingers inside of her gaping, wet entrance, curling his fingers to find that spot.

and once he did, her reaction did not disappoint.

"f-fei!"

he didn't stop, but continued doing the thing that made her yell out his name.

music to his ears.

"f-fuck..." she gasped as she felt herself already nearing her orgasm.

but he felt her start to tense up, and he backed away, watching her, watching him.

she looked at him as if he was crazy, she could see the amused smile on his face as he watched her look up at him, her face once again showed those soft features of hers.

"... just like a bunny." he whispered to her.

she scoffs, looking away from him, getting a chuckle out of him, he could see how embarrassed she was, but he'll make sure to wipe that off her face again.

he debated on it, but, he decided to remove his cloak, revealing his fit body, he could tell by the way she looked at her, she was surprised he hid all of that underneath him.

she didn't know how or what to feel.. no.. she can't grow attracted to her captor, no... no...

quickly looking away from him, he starts to put his cock near her entrance.

"whats wrong?" he asks her.

she looks back up again.

"fuck.. he's so...." in her head, an eternal conflict, but for sure, her body would show it.

feitan looks down to see her producing the lube for him.. "it seems like your body is telling me what you think..." slowly pushing in his tip, then forwarding a little more, watching her reaction, she looks in anticipation as she teasingly enters her.

until he reaches it, making her tense up, curling her toes.

"don't be shy.. let me know how good it feels.." he starts to slowly back in, and back out, softly making contact with her sweet spot.

her breathing became manual, as she watches his thick, yet averagely long cock appears then disappear inside her, using his thumb to play with her swollen, needy clit once more.

she bites her lip to keep shut, she saw how he reacted when she moaned, she wanted to make him work for it.

"playing that game, are we?" he asks her.

"yeah, i guess we a-AH!"

he uses his index and middle finger to pinch her clit, making her yelp.

"there it is.." he said to himself, he thrusts faster, hitting her spot each second, her breathing started to get heavier, and vocal.

she couldn't help but let a few moans slip out as he played with her clit, while pounding away inside of her.

he hasn't even been in for less than 5 minutes and she already feels herself reaching her end, squeezing tight on his cock.

"f-fuck... fe-f-..."

"say it, my whole name.."

"f-f-fei...feitan... please..."

"please what?"

"please... make me cum..."

feitan lets out a short laugh, seeing her beg underneath him, seeing her spirit is fully broken.

the sight itself makes him want to cum.

he pulls out from her, making her whine for more, but he had gotten an idea, he observes her body, figuring out how this plan will go.

he wants to try something different.

flipping her over on her stomach, he parts her cheeks to view the second, more tighter yet often forbidden hole.

she looks back to view what he was trying to do, and realizes that he wanted to fuck her ass.

she wasn't ready.

"w-wait! i don't take it up there!"

feitan shoots a glare at her, making her relax.

he gathers some of her slick and coats it on both her ass and his cock, before pressing his tip against the hole, but she tightens it.

"relax." he tells her.

"i'm trying.. but.." she tries to unclench, but every time his tip presses it makes her tense up again.

feitan slowly sticks a finger inside to get her used to it, pushing it back and forth.

she tightly grips the table once again as even his finger was too big for her, she didn't want to clench since it would make it even more uncomfortable for her.

but, feitan was feitan, he didn't necessarily care, if anything he wanted to see how she would react to his cock pounding at her ass, he easily slides in with the help of lube; created by her.

she borderline screams out, as he was only halfway inside of her, the new, uncomfortable feeling was too much for her to handle.

"what happened to the bunny before?" feitan was at this point in all the way.

she couldn't answer, at this point, he got what he wanted, just by her being here, he already won.

because of how tight she was, he wasn't able to move as freely as he would if he was inside of her pussy, and even with the use of her slick it was still a bit dry.

grabbing her still bruised cheeks, the sensation still stung, but not as bad as before.

hell, now he was in the position of trying to keep his moans hidden, though not the easiest to move around in, the tightness was it's positive, without the wetness of her pussy.

her ass clapped against him as he thrusted in her, despite how red it is, he couldn't help but deliver a hard slap, making her yelp in pain, her head was thrown back, and feitan catched a few locks of her hair, and starts to pound away, seeing she starts to loosen up just a tiny bit, getting used to his size.

"so.... tight..." he says under his breath, to her it was only mumbles, they didn't even sound like moans.

he tried not to cum so quickly, especially since chrollo had told him not to cum inside of her.

"oh.. oh shit.." she moans softly as he holds on to her hips to keep her steady, noticing how fast he was thrusting; he was getting closer.

and closer.

until he swiftly pulls out, and shoots ropes of his semen onto her ass, and lower back, hearing him groan as he pumps his cock.

she was worn out, laying on the table as if it was a bed, she didn't move, staring in the far distance of her long dead comrade.

"what happens now?" she manages to get out, tiredly.

feitan was too busy putting his clothes back on, as if he never even took them off, did he hear her question or was he ignoring her? who knows.

footsteps could be heard in the distance, and then the door opens.

that same blonde guy from earlier.

"so, how'd it go?" phinks asked.

"she gave in pretty easily." feitan replied.

"thought so, those types always do." phinks jokes, followed by a short laugh. "hope you didn't catch feelings or anything, you know what chrollo plans with her, right?"

"no, actually." feitan replied.

phinks looks back at her, still passed out on the table, he walks over to get a closer view. "damn, you sure you didn't kill her? or drug her?" he sounded a bit concerned.

"nope." feitans short response. "she's probably just tired."

"i guess so." phinks takes a look over at her ass, bruised.

the two men talk and converse, but she was too knocked out of it to really pay attention.

she didn't know what she had in store.

#feitan x reader smut #feitan smut #feitan x reader #feitan portor x reader #tw non con #hxh x reader #feitan x you #minors do not interact #minors dni #mdni

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sporco-filth · 12 days ago

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Slob City - Part 7 (epilogue)

I think I said this would be a short chapter but it's actually about the normal length.

I won't bother giving it a synopsis because it's kind of obvious the moment it starts if you read part 1.

Anyway, this is The End of the story. Sorry for everyone who liked it (and it seems like a lot of you did) but I need to end it. I might return to tell stories about Lee in Slob City and I'm sure I'll re-use the location for other stories in future (and not just the slob superhero one), but for now I want to work on some other stories and ideas.

This epilogue was set to happen pretty much from the very start. In some ways though I prefer the previous part's ending but I had this idea and since people love the story so much I felt it was worth adding one little bit more.

Kevin pulled up his car outside the apartment complex. He checked the address in the letter and looked up at the decrepit building. "I guess this must be the place," he said, opening the door. He coughed violently as a wave of foul air engulfed him. "Gah! It stinks!" he covered his mouth with his sleeve in a vain attempt to shield his lungs from the miasma. "Do people pee on the streets here? It smells like a sewerage treatment plant." He kicked a trash bag out of his way, causing it too tear and spill its contents all over the footpath. "And why is there so much garbage everywhere?" he muttered, trying to shake off a ice cream wrapper that had gotten stuck to the sole of his shoe. "They sure weren't lying when they called it 'Slob City'."

He pushed open the doors and entered. The lobby was not much better than the streets outside, but at least the air was a little less smoggy. The only person in the room was a woman asleep at the desk. "Ah, excuse me," he said, ringing the bell. He instantly regretted it: there was something sticky on it and wiping it on the counter just made things worse. The woman opened one eye. "Hmf?" "I'm here to visit someone here in the building," he explained. "Lee Nguyen, I believe he lives in room 13?" "Maybe? Who do you think I am? His mother? How should I know?" "Ah, OK…" Kevin cleared his throat. "Can you tell me which way to the room?" "It's the first floor, kid. Just take the elevator." Before Kevin could ask any more questions, she was already snoring again. Not wanting to further incur her wrath, Kevin went to the elevator and took it up to the next floor. He was surprised by how well-made it looked given the rest of the building's poor state. "Given the size of the people I saw in the street," he mused. "I guess it'd need to be pretty strong to hold all that weight."

Before long, he found Lee's room. He knocked on the door. A voice called out. "Come in!" Kevin pushed the door open. "Hello, Mr Nguyen? Is that you?" He heard the sound of movement on the couch. "Yeah, that's me. You the new transfer?" "Yes, Kevin Sloan," he went towards the voice. "So, you must be my new manager then." "Yep, I sure I am." With effort, Lee hauled himself up from the couch, brushing off the crumbs and wrappers that coated his belly. He rose to his feet, stuck a hand down the front of his underpants and started to scratch. Kevin was unable to hide the shock and disgust on his face at the sight if the slob before him. He was dressed in only a filthy pair of underpants and a T-shirt that looked like it was at least five sizes too small and which seemed to have been torn. I bet that massive gut was the culprit, he thought, eyeing the billowing folds of flab that spilled out over his waistband. I mean, he looks like he swallowed a watermelon. Kevin eyed the junk food packaging and fast food boxes that littered the room. Although, by the way things look I would imagine he hasn't eaten a piece of fruit in years. Kevin shook the thoughts from his mind and plastered a smile on his face. "It's a pleasure to meet you sir." Lee smiled. "Please, just call me Lee." He took his hand from his pants and held it out. "It's a pleasure to meet you too." Kevin looked at the hand and felt a shudder of dread at what germs might be lurking on that grubby paw, but not wanting to be rude, he took it and gave it a shake. He could feel the sweat from Lee's crotch on it and did his best not to look like he wanted to wash it immediately. "I'm sorry to impose, but do you mind telling me where your bathroom is? It was a long drive and, you know…" "You need to piss?" Lee nodded. "Just down the hall and on your right." Kevin was a bit taken aback by Lee's vulgarity but followed his directions. He opened the door and wrinkled his nose at the strong sulphurous odour that greeted him. "Ah, Lee?" he called back behind him. "Is your sink in a separate room?" "Sink? What for?" "To wash my hands after I use the toilet." "Oh, yeah, sorry, I forgot that's a thing people do. Yeah, sorry there's only the kitchen sink. It's like that in every house here." Kevin puzzled over this as he quickly peed in the cesspit that was Lee's toilet. He would have flushed, but the toilet seemed to be so full already he was afraid flushing might cause it to overflow and anyway, the less gross things he had to touch the better.

He went to the kitchen and turned on the tap marked 'C'. A black liquid rushed out. "Ugh! Lee!" He yelled. "It looks like there's something wrong with your plumbing!" Lee sighed. "Did they accidentally use Diet Coke again? I paid for those calories with my taxes." He went over and took a sip of the water, much to Kevin's disgust. "Nope, normal Coke." "wait, Coke?" Kevin took a sniff of the black liquid. Yep, it smelt like Coca Cola. Confused, he turned on the other tap and a clear liquid came out. He smiled. At least one of the taps was normal. He went to wash his hands but was surprised by the odd sensation. "Why do my hands feel so sticky?" he wondered aloud. He smelt them. "Is this… lemonade?" Lee smiled. "Yeah, it took a while, but we managed to petition the government to replace the all the Pepsi pipes with Sprite. I mean, who drinks Pepsi?" Kevin closed his eyes and furrowed his brow. "Wait, so there's no running water?" "There's water in the toilet." "No drinkable water?" "No, but we have soft drinks to the tap." "I see." He sighed and shook his head. "I see…" "Hey," Lee put an arm around Kevin's shoulders. Kevin scrunched his nose in displeasure at the smell of Lee's rancid breath. "I know what it's like to move here. I used to be just like you." Kevin's eyes widened in bafflement. "You?" Lee chuckled. "Yep, and I thought I'd hate it here. But…" "But what?" "Well, this place kind of rubs off on you, ya know?" "I'm afraid I don't." Lee smiled. "Yeah, I didn't either back then." He grabbed a dirty glass from the sink, filled it with Sprite and drank it. "Ah… BURP," he belched in Kevin's face. "Give it a week," he continued, not even registering Kevin's grimace of disgust, let alone excusing himself. "I promise you'll realise how good the slob life is." Kevin didn't know what to say to this, but luckily he didn't have to: the doorbell rang at that moment and another slovenly-dressed and obese man walked in. "Hey Lee," he said. He noticed Kevin. "This a friend of yours Lee?" Lee shook his head. "This is Kevin, he's moving here for work and I'm his new manager. Kevin, Bob. Bob, Kevin." "Nice to meet you, Bob." Kevin said. "Same," he smiled. "Did Lee tell you how…?" "How he used to be just like me? Yeah." Bob patted Lee on the back. "And now look at him: a true Slob City slob to the core." He shook his shoulder and smiled at him. "I couldn't be prouder." He looked at Kevin. "I fully trust he'll give you a proper instruction on the slob way of life." "Thanks," Kevin said, not looking at all grateful. "But I don't think I'll be changing my lifestyle that easily." Bob and Lee shared a knowing look but said nothing. "Oh, I meant to ask, what are my roles and responsibilities? And do I need to liaise with any senior staff? I'm sorry to bombard you with questions, would it be better if we scheduled a meeting for this?" Lee and Bob laughed. "Ah, kid," Lee smiled. "You've got no idea what you're in for."

#slob #weight gain #burping #my writing

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sundayeleith · 1 month ago

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I agree sm with your takes and especially with the most recent one about the smut in touchstarved and how ppl can just make fanfiction istead of taking it out on the devs or mischaracterizing the cast

it reminded me of a convo i had with a friend of mine, some ppl are literal porn addicts, their inability to comsume media that doesnt include porn is baffling, cant pass one comment section in a +18 game or book without people asking if there is porn and when there isnts they get disappointed, its literally so insane to me

I am sorry i am yapping so much but its truly such a problem for me and you put it so nicely into words that i had to spill my guts too, touchstarved has so much potential and i hope the devs dont get swayed by the fandom, i also hope it never goes mainstream amen 🤞🤞🤞🤞 We dont need more illiterate people

Honestly I totally agree with you, and dw I yap a lot too lmao (look at all I wrote... And I tried to make it short. I did, I promise 💀)

I don't like to shame or judge one's consuption of certain media and anyone can seek out smut if they want ! But acting that entittled and horribly when a piece of media is devoided of such content is not it at all. It's insane to me to act like this really, it's not like there's no smut on the internet of all places. Like people in general since 2020 are completly out of touch and chronically online. If one piece of media they find isn't exactly to their expectations or tastes they get out of control instead of just- dropping it and looking elsewhere 😭They expect to have smut everywhere to a point it's almost ridiculous, not every +18 media is about sex nor is every media with queer rep about sex.

On my previous post I had someone reblog it with tags saying how some people lost their marbles when the devs said they won't include full on smut adult scenes and called them scammers when like it was stated nowhere they'll make scenes like this. Like that is INSANE behavior either I didn't see it at the time or don't remember but damn- 💀

I did assume there may be some smut like many, but honesly I didn't mind the absence of it I shrugged it off like It's fine I'm not here for that anyways I'm here for the plot and rizz the deranged master manipulator mage with big man boobs and if I do want smut with my beautiful wife Leander in it I take my pretty ass to AO3 and look it up or I look here 🤷‍♂️ Or better anyone can write something ! They could do like most of us and put their energy into writing or art but no they'd rather be online bullies and ruin things for everyone with that sort of negative attitude (and I feel like this term is an understatement)

Thank god most of the fandom is just normally regulated people, I do hope we won't have any other major issue in the fandom in the future. Between all this shit, the queerphobia and the patreon backlash I can't e_e Ok I'll stop there it's long enough already isfhbisuohfosf

#sunday talks #i could talk about the degradation of online fandom spaces for hours honestly #so many things are at play at large and also on each fandom individually #i kinda miss the good old fandom spaces prior to 2020/covid #now im bracing myself for the release #or if the devs do end up making the patreon a thing #i hope we can enjoy the game in peace fr #if i see one more person misgender mhin ill burn a building down

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dragoncat91 · 3 months ago

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The waffle incident (Claude extended family fluff)

It'd been a year since Uzair's royal challenge. His wedding had happened, and he was now the proud father of an adorable little girl. The aging Thunder King already felt that his granddaughter was smarter than he was.

Today was a slower day in terms of kingly duties, so Boran decided to take the opportunity to teach his heir a thing or two about papers that needed done every week. But first, breakfast, and Danah and Uzair were making waffles.

The waffle iron was two iron plates and long handles that sat on a wood stove. Danah wrote down her mom's waffle batter recipe while her husband fed their daughter applesauce. Nasrin was teething, and while she liked the new food she was getting, she probably didn't understand why her mouth hurt or why she wasn't getting milk anymore. And she didn't have enough teeth for waffles, sadly.

The waffle batter hit the iron and exploded into a giant mass of batter that spilled everywhere. “Uzair, what did you put in that?” Danah scolded.

“I just put what you wrote.” He walked over and handed her the recipe.

She frantically attempted to clean up the spilled batter, but managed to read the recipe. “Oh. No, that was my fault, I put down the wrong measurement of yeast!”

He shut off the stove. Breakfast plans were changed as they now had to clean up their mess.

After breakfast, which was now dried fruit and granola in yogurt, Boran brought some papers for Uzair to practice on. He focused on the stack. “I don't know how he does this every day.”

“He's had years to learn.” Danah said.

“And I guess I should be thankful he's around to teach me. My grandfather apparently didn't teach him.”

“Died suddenly, right?”

He nodded. “Didn't even have time for a royal challenge. He was that sick.”

Former King Azar had been hands off and distant with his children. He'd fathered mostly girls, and Boran had been his only son. When his health declined suddenly and aggressively, he'd pulled Boran aside to give him advice, and signed over the throne in an emergency without requiring the gladiator spar that was the royal challenge. Boran kept his sisters from the same mother around and drifted apart from the rest, but he knew them still. And he'd vowed to be a better father than his own was.

Danah sat by Uzair, holding Nasrin on her lap. The baby babbled and cooed as her father patted her head.

“Now, how did he say to fill this section out...” Uzair trailed off.

Danah smirked. “Boy you just gotta do it.” She imitated Boran's voice.

Uzair stared at her and blinked.

“You young ones have made a big mess and it's unfair to force the maids to clean this up! Look at this, there's even batter on the ceiling! How the HELL does waffle batter get on the ceiling!”

Uzair snickered. “Danah, stop, you're going to get us in trouble.”

Nasrin's eyes widened. She looked at her father, who looked at her mother and busted a gut laughing.

“I can't even be angry, I do sound like that.” Boran walked into the room with a grin on his face. Danah turned beet red.

“Sorry, your majesty.” Danah muttered.

Boran placed more papers and quills on the table. “What did I say? I can't even be angry. As long as work gets done I don't mind being the butt of a joke for once.”

Nasrin babbled and squirmed. Her little pink orange eyes, the same color as her mother's, gazed at the inkwell. Uzair noticed her looking at it and moved it out of her reach.

“Remember the trick I told you about filling out this section.” Boran said.

“Right.” Uzair nodded.

#fe3h #claude von riegan #almyra #fe3h oc

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rikki-roses · 11 months ago

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Fluffy February Day 24: Apology

SWTOR

Pairing: Kevra and Ashara, some Kevra/Andronikos

PG-13 - brief display of anger issues

Time period - shortly after Ashara Zavros joins the crew

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Kevra's glass of red wine was thrown against the wall with an angry roar when she found her workstation - containing three months' worth of organized, neat notes and research - in complete disarray. Many pages were torn or crumpled, ink had been spilled everywhere, the datapad with her digital sketches and field notes had been corrupted, and three different relics had been broken.

Sparks were already flying from her fingers when she turned to look for the culprit, her eyes blazing orange from the Dark Side, when she spotted Ashara cowering in the corner. Absolutely terrified, the fear rolling off of her in waves at Kevra's outburst. If it had been anyone else, Kevra would have feasted on their negative emotions as she ripped them a new one (literally and metaphorically) for ruining her work.

But one look at the teenager's wide eyes and tear-streaked cheeks was enough; Kevra felt like she'd been punched in the gut as all of her anger immediately evaporated. She tried to say something, anything, but barely got an "Ash, I-" before the teenager darted out of the room. Andronikos stopped her just outside the study as she tried to give chase.

"Easy, babe. She's not used to seeing that kind of display yet, give her some space so you can both chill out. Then talk to her and apologize."

"Yeah...you're right." Kevra let out a long, shaky breath before continuing. "I...I need to remember what it was like, when I was still in the Order. How the Jedi trained me, spoke to me. That's what she's used to, not the Sith outbursts."

Andronikos nodded sagely. "Yeah. Not going to get her very far with the Sith, though. I remember how Zash was to you, and how Baras was is Kuri. So, Sith mentality and teachings but with the Jedi gentle approach?"

Kevra opened and closed her mouth for a moment. "It's so stupid and obvious, but I could kiss you for thinking of it before me."

Andronikos merely smirked. "Thank me later. Go apologize to your Apprentice."

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Kevra found Ashara curled up in the engine room, sniffling. Kevra knelt just out of range, her stomach in knots with guilt.

"Ash, I'm sorry. I should not have reacted as strongly as I did."

Ashara blinked. They both stared at each other, unmoving.

"You're...apologizing? Is this another test?"

Kevra blinked in return before rubbing her temple. "No, Ash. I'm trying to be sincere."

Ashara stared for a moment before relaxing slightly. "Oh. Thank you. Then I'm sorry too for ruining your research; I wanted to help, and I thought you'd be happy if I took the initiative."

Kevra let out a long sigh. She wasn't used to being in this situation, and was still struggling to keep her anger in check.

"I appreciate that, but...maybe check with me before you do, next time."

"Am I in trouble, Master?"

Kevra stood up, then helped Ashara up.

"Yes, but I'm willing to be lenient. Help me clean up the mess and reorganize my research, and we'll be even."

#swtor oc #fluffy february #zabrak oc #in which my Inquisitor first discovers that she needs to Gentle Parent Ashara

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gh0stiefac3 · 7 months ago

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Ghostface Kills - MK Fanfic

Chapter 2: Good Mourning

“Breaking News, Last Night it was confirmed that America’s best actor Johnny Cage was murdered Last Night alongside his friend Takahashi Kenshi brutally” the news reporter says. “Around 10pm Johnny’s Emergency Alert button was activated but when emergency services showed up-“ the television turns off.

Kung Lao, Raiden and Liu Kang were at the Tea House. Raiden having just turned off the Tv via a remote “I can’t believe they’re both gone…” Raiden spoke to break the silence amongst the three. Liu Kang stands up “this wasn’t my plan for either of them…we must find out who this killer is”

“But how can we find that out?” Kung Lao asked. Raiden asks “is there any photos of the killer?” But Liu Kang shrugs “I don’t know…I must consult with Geras and check the hourglass to see if there’s any clues” Liu Kang turns to leave.

“Let us know if you find anything” Kung Lao says. Liu Kang nodded before teleporting in a burst of flames away. Raiden turns to Kung Lao “we should go train but if you’re not up for that I understand…” Raiden says in a comforting tone.

Kung Lao nodded “I think I’m just gonna go home and mourn…we’ll try to at least” Kung Lao says before hugging Raiden in a tight embrace. Raiden reciprocates with a tight hug back since they both lost two best friends together.

Within two hours, Kung Lao was at his room. Making himself breakfast for dinner at 5pm. Kung Lao looked at a framed photo of the group in outworld moments after the defeat of titan Shang Taung. His sad thoughts gets broken with a phone call.

He picks up

“Hello?” Kung Lao spoke

“Hello, I’m a reporter and I have some questions regarding the death of Johnny Cage and Takahashi Kenshi” the voice says

“Oh sorry, I’m not really interested in interviews” Kung Lao says

“But I think you’d like to know what h have to say” the voice states

“And what’s that?” Kung Lao asked unamused

“I’d like to ask what you think about me gutting both of them like a fish!”

Kung Lao drops his bowl, the bowl shattering as milk and cereal spills everywhere. “W-what did you say?”

The voice laughs “now you’re interested, I said what do you think of me gutting your friends LIKE A FISH!”

“SCREW YOU! I’M REPORTING YOU!” Kung Lao screamed

The voice tsk’d “if you do that, you wouldn’t be able to visit your precious Madam Bo ever again”

Kung Lao’s voice hitched “if you lay a finger on her I swear I WILL-“

“Relax I won’t hurt her, she’s very nice…serving me as I watched you chatted with your other friend and that fire god earlier today” the voice confesses

Kung Lao went pale. The killer was watching them, listening to them at the Tea House that afternoon.

“What do you want?” Kung Lao asked

“I just want to answer a few questions” the voice says

“Fine! Ask Away!” Kung Lao snapped

“What’s your favourite scary movie?” The voice asked

“…Megan” Kung Lao confessed “but I want to ask you a question, who are you?”

“Just call me GhostFace, second question” GhostFace pauses “where am I in your house?”

Kung Lao almost dropped the phone. He quickly picked up his Razor Hat

“You better not be!” Kung Lao yelled into the phone.

“Last Question….who should I kill first? Raiden or You?” GhostFace asked

“SCREW YOU!” Kung Lao hangs up the phone before he begins to tear his home apart. He moved from the kitchen to the living room as he looked behind curtains, behind couches, in closets and even under the carpet.

Kung Lao then checks the bathroom, behind the door, in the bathtub, shower…nothing. Kung Lao yelled in anger as he storms to his bedroom, he tears everything up but alas…nothing…no one.

He walks back towards the kitchen where his phone rings again. He answers before screaming into the phone “LISTEN HERE ASSHOLE!”

“NO YOU LISTEN HERE YOU LITTLE BITCH! HANG UP AGAIN AND ILL GUT YOUR FRIEND LIKE A FISH UNDERSTAND?!” GhostFace screams into the phone before laughing

Kung Lao doesn’t realise but he was crying in a mixture of fear and anger. He presses his phone against his ear “what do you want?”

“You’re getting warmer” GhostFace says.

Kung Lao steps into the bathroom

“Colder”

Kung Lao starts to get the idea. He readies his hat. He steps into the living room.

“Warmer” GhostFace says

Kung Lao heads to the window

“Colder”

Kung Lao enters the kitchen “Hot”

Kung Lao slowly looks at his fridge. He steps closer

“You’re on Fire!” GhostFace says

Kung Lao swings the fridge door open….nothing…

“Huh?” Kung Lao blinked before he noticed a Polaroid photo. He picks it up to see it’s the GhostFace killer taking a selfie…with Kung Lao making food in the background earlier.

Kung Lao looked disturbed before he turned the photo around to see the words ‘SURPRISE!’

GhostFace appears from Behind stabbing Kung Lao in the back. Kung Lao screamed in pain as he turned around. He goes to grab his hat but the killer slashes his hands making Kung Lao drop it.

GhostFace pins Kung Lao’s arms above his head as he stabs his abdomen repeatedly, his intestines soon spilling out from his gut.

Kung Lao’s screams turns into chokes as blood poured from his mouth. He fell into his ass looking up at GhostFace

“W-why?”

“Because I want to!” GhostFace raises the knife and plunges it into Kung Lao’s head.

Some time passes as Raiden is returning from training and back to the shared home he and Kung Lao lived in.

As he turned the corner he spots police tape, police cars and an ambulance. Raiden sprints over just in time to see the coroners coming out the house with Kung Lao’s body in a body bag.

“KUNG LAO!” Raiden cried as Liu Kang appeared and held him back. Raiden begins to sob, falling onto his knees to see his childhood friend…his best friend…maybe even more…dead.

“Raiden…” Liu Kang hands Raiden the Polaroid photo of the killer and Kung Lao “the police found that in Kung Lao’s hand…I’m so sorry”. Raiden cries out even more “why!? WHY HIM!?”

Liu Kang was speechless…not because of Raiden’s outburst but because he himself doesn’t even know.

“I should’ve stayed with him…or urged him to come with me…” Raiden begins to blame himself

“Cmon…you’re going to the Shirai Ryu for safety” Liu Kang says

“And what if that isn’t safe!? Outworld!? Hell I’m sure Vaeterneus is much safer” Raiden cries “I’m sorry…I shouldn’t have cursed like that…”

Madam Bo appears, Raiden sees her and hugs her tightly. Madam Bo sheds some tears.

Whoever this killer is….they won’t stop…they have a big agenda to fulfill.

#ghostface #mortal kombat #liu kang #raiden #kung lao #madam bo #fanfic

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wrapmeinatortilla · 1 year ago

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Chapter 7 - Muffins, Cakepops, and Coffee Spills

There are three things Y/n knows for certain:

1.) Danielle is her best friend

2.) Her favorite color is pink

3.) And the seven guys showing up in her dreams are both creepy and hot as hell

When Y/n starts college at her dream university, Decelis Academy, her dreams start to creep their way into reality. Things that are hidden come to light and she starts wishing some would have just stayed in the shadows.

Alternatively, you’re thrown into a world of supernatural beings. Are they friends, foes, or lovers? The choice is yours.

Reblogs are appreciated <3

Y/n shoved her phone in her pocket as she glanced at the large selection of muffins. She didn’t know exactly why all of a sudden she was craving the muffins from the campus coffee shop, but it wasn’t like she wasn’t opposed. The owners definitely knew how to make some killer sweets.

Y/n grabbed a blueberry muffin for herself and then two cakepops to bring home for Hanni and Danielle. Walking up to the counter she paid, smiling extra bright at the cashier Dokyeom, and turned around making her way to the exit. She tried to make her way to the exit, because instead she bumped into someone who wasn’t paying the best attention to his surroundings. The coffee cup being held in Jungwons hands went everywhere solely hitting the top that Y/n was wearing.

“Shit I am so sorry!” Jungwon panicked, dropping to the ground to pick up the cup he dropped and the bag the person he rammed into let go of.

“”It’s fine! Wait..Jungwon?” The person exclaimed. Jungwon finally had the guts to make eye contact with the person he possibly just ruined the night of.

“Y/n. Fuck now I feel even worse…” Jungwon signed grabbing some napkins to hand to the girl and more to clean up the mess on the floor.

“Really it’s okay! It’s just a shirt I can throw it in the wash when I get home!” Y/n spoke, trying to ignore the horrible feeling of her shirt sticking to her body.

“I can’t let you walk back home with a soaking wet shirt let alone at night when it’s chilly. Let me see if I have a spare sweatshirt in my bag stay here.” Jungwon said spinning on his heels to go back to his table.

Y/n stood idly, her face feeling hot, waiting for Jungwon to come back. When he did come back, Y/n realized that he had come back with the grey sweater he was wearing in his hands.

“Turns out my friend Jake took the sweatshirt out of my bag earlier, but it’s okay cause you can just use this one for right now.” Jungwon explained, handing the folded sweater to Y/n.

“Jungwon I can’t take this you’ll be cold-“

“Y/n please.” Jungwon said firmly his lips puckering into a pout that Y/n just couldn’t ignore.

Y/n let out an exasperated sigh. “Fine I’ll go change but when I get back you have to let me buy you a new coffee. Deal?”

“You don’t need to-“ “Deal?” “Yes fine. Deal.”

Y/n left Jungwon for a moment to go change and he stood there patiently and waited for her to return and when she did he could feel himself choke on air. The sweatshirt fit like it was made for you and you just looked so pretty Jungwon could’ve died again.

“This sweatshirt is super comfy thanks for letting me wear it!” Y/n said smiling at a gaping Jungwon. Jungwon fought the urge to say a multitude of things “god you’re so pretty”, “please wear things of mine more often”, “you can keep it”, etc. Finally instead he said

“No problem I’m glad you’re at least out of your sticky shirt.”

“Now I owe you a coffee.” Y/n said grabbing Jungwon by the hand and leading him back up towards the counter.

After obtaining the new drink that Jungwon swore this time that he wouldn’t spill, the two retreated back to the table Jungwon had been using a sit together.

“So Sunoo tells me that your major is communications?” Y/n asked nibbling on her blueberry muffin.

“Yeah I plan on going into product marketing as soon as I graduate,” Jungwon answered, “Considering Sunoo tells me how much you complain about chemistry there’s no way you’re a chem major…” Jungwon laughed.

Y/n nodded, “My major is premed! And I don’t complain THAT much about chem by the way!”

“That’s definitely not what I heard.”

The two talked for way longer that anticipated all the way up until Dokyeom started closing up.

“Let me walk you home it’s late.” Jungwon said grabbing his bag and throwing it over his shoulder.

“You really don’t have to wonie- sorry I meant to say Jungwon!” Y/n spoke her face steaming with embarrassment.

Jungwons eyes sparkled. “You can call me wonie if I get to walk you home. Besides you don’t know what creatures lurk in the dark.” Jungwon said ominously making his hands look like claws.

Y/n groaned, “don’t tell me you’re like Danielle and believe in monsters and crap.”

“Maybe I do maybe I don’t.” Jungwon said mockingly trying hide the slight smirk in his tone.

The two set off to Y/n’s place telling eachother stories of their friend groups along the way. You would think they’d have known each other for ages considering how easily conversation flowed between them. However, the whole time Jungwon felt on edge, as if someone was watching the two but yet he couldn’t sense anyone.

When they walked up to Y/n’s home, Jungwon felt an overwhelming energy coming from the place. When he looked up he could see your friends staring from outside the window. While he watched you walk inside he deeply focused on what he was feeling.

‘A werewolf and a witch? Sunoo was right you have some weird friends’ Jungwon thought his eyes narrowing slightly at the two women.

Jungwon walked away with quick steps trying to get to a reasonable distance before just teleporting back home. Within a flash of movement, Jungwon was home and setting down his backpack.

“Just had the best night ever…” Jungwon started, entering the living space and seeing all six of his best friends sitting silent.

“Oh hello little brother it’s nice to see you again~”

a/n: double update oooooo

Chapter 6 ~ Chapter 8

#jungwon x reader #jungwon #enhypen smau #smau #x reader

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wolvesbaned · 2 years ago

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Hello! I just wanted to ask what your favorite piece of werewolf media is, and if there's any werewolf book/movie/comic/etc. that influenced you in particular? Hope you're having a lovely day, take care!

hey! thank you so much for asking this question omg

this is actually a somewhat difficult question to answer bc a lot of my love of werewolves isn't derived from media i've seen them in, but moreso a deep resonance that i feel with them allegorically. it's like; i've always thought if i were to be a monster, it would have to be a werewolf, because it gives me personhood. there are so many different tenants of my identity and experience that i can apply that lens to, to better accept and understand myself, to experiment with, to find comfort in. idk. i love this type of monster so much it aches and i can't for the life of me explain it like a normal person. it is also a possibility that i have some cocktail of undiagnosed nuerodivergence and i'm simply obsessed/attached to them in that way?? like it's all so silly but werewolves helped me be queer and i am not even joking abt it. i also say this as somebody who has never kinned them or been or furry or anything like no it's all the metaphors. they are a way in which i view myself.

so tldr: yes hi i love monsters a Normal Amount <--is lying

BUT i love how Mike Ploog draws werewolves, I love this particular art piece by Johnny Dombrowski that I want to get a tattoo of someday, I love comic lycans (there's this issue I have of Jughead with an incredible werewolf illustration on it), I love An American Werewolf in London because they get the sad comic morbidity of it right and I hate Van Helsing 2004 but I have an 'I can fix her' version in my head where Van Helsing is a butch woman and that's the version that I love. But most importantly I love cultural mythos around werewolves, and how they're everywhere and have represented different things across different places and generations, stories abt unconditional love and rage and religion and irreparable mistakes and taboo and primality and mental illness and animal fear and family and girlhood and acceptance; every single werewolf story has something powerful and yet so intimate and human to it it literally makes me insane. i am not the right person to ask for recommendations because i'm just going to spill my guts all over your front doormat and ask to be let in

hope you also have a lovely day!! so sorry as i'm sure this was not the answer you expected lol. and if anyone has any good werewolf media recs please give them, bc , and not to sound vain, i actually don't have a lot that i find personally super intriguing outside my own interpretation and connection <3

#like my actual taste in how they look + how i draw them? a little basic ngl. i have a penchant for the more wolf-inclined features #BUT my personal ties to them? indescribable like i cant even BEGIN #without making some of yall scared lol #star's asks #monsters #star's anons

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sucktacular · 1 year ago

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Let me give you an ask I know you'll love. Top 5 moments from death note, any version including light novels is 👌🏼

OKay this is SO late because I wasn't using my desktop for a hot second and mobile doesn't like to tell me about inbox messages, but I also didn't check so that's my bad! <3 But both of y'all asking about top 5 death note momence has me so <3 <3 <3 ; w ;

Okay so I will preface this with: it has been a very hot minute since I read LABB so as much as I'm obsessed with it entirely, I probably forgot some very good moments. u_u These are gonna be silly moments cuz I like the funnies.

Starting at number 5 and going to my favorite moment:

5. The entire time Light is under house surveillance. From the weirdly conservative and leisurely skimming of lingerie mags to look like an average, regular teen (not believable). To the famous "I'll take a potato chip... heh... AND EAT IT!" scene. Classic.

4. I think it's like 1 week max since Light had got the Death Note. Lind L. Taylor shows up on tv and Light is like ??. He introduces himself as "L", says I have a pretty good idea of why you're doing this, but "what you are doing... is evil!". And Light IMMEDIATELY is like oh FUCK this guys ENTIRE life. DIE! Which also outs his location like entirely, LOL. Idk it's just very funny to me. Anti-kira? CANCELLED... LIVE!!!

3. Light and L's fist fight(s). Love watching these homophobic gays fight each other with their bare hands and get knocked around because they're chained together. They clearly love it too and I wish they'd get their hands dirty a bit more often instead of just always using their massive brains to have dirty brain sex.

2. From the LABB Murder Cases, Chapter 5, Page 117-119: A very close second favorite part of mine is when Naomi comes up from the kitchen at a crime scene with some coffee on a tray for her and Rue Ryuzaki (private detective and Freak). She opens the door and askes if he found any more clues and then notices he's just laying in the middle of the room, flat on his back, arms and legs sprawled out like a star fish. She's frozen looking at this dude and then repeats the question and is kinda worried he's gonna start crawling around with his back arched like in some horror movie (ps. For context: she found this guy at a crime scene when she looked under the bed and he crawled out from under it (hes a seasoned on-all-fours crawler), and ate a jar of jam with his bare hands for lunch. amongst... other things. so she's already going THROUGH it with this dude). He doesn't respond and shes like uhm? and he says "I'm a corpse." "Hunh??" "I have become a corpse. I cannot answer. I am dead." She's bewildered but just accepts it and ponders how to get around this dude so she can put the coffee tray down. She eventually goes to jump over him but completely fucks it and steps, in boots, right on his gut. In an attempt to catch her balance and not spill the hot coffee on him and everywhere she puts her entire weight on him." "Gah!" said the corpse." "S-sorry!" she remarks and then they carry on. I'd give anything to be a fly on the wall with these two.

From the LABB Murder Cases, Chapter 2, Page 55-56: My favorite part of the book (tho honestly there are so many so don't quote me on that lol) is when Naomi goes into the bathroom to speak to L on the phone about the case at hand. She reports that a strange private detective is there helping her. To which L asks point blank: "Is he cool?" and shes like.... what? and he repeats the question and she's still unsure how to answer such a question, but lays it on THICK. She's dead honest and is like this guy SUCKS, he's quite honestly a PATHETIC FREAK and a WEIRDO "and I'm surprised he hasn't killed himself yet". I'm crying! She said that!! There is silence and L changes the subject back to the case. BUT the best part is she leaves the bathroom to go back to investigating and the "freak" in question (Rue Ryuzaki) is standing right there and was most likely eaves dropping on the whole conversation she just had. The whole scene has me hollering entirely and I think about this art done by @/ekmeko everyday. Link

#sucktacular sucks #suicide #ask #long post #death note #labb #death note spoilers #labb spoilers #spoilers #beyond birthday #frankly there's so many very good genuine moments in Death Note but I'm a sucker for the sillies #i would absolutely love hearing everyones favorite moment(s) in the comments if you wanna add! >:3c

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📔+ learning the ins and outs of her condition.

SEND 📔 FOR A JOURNAL ENTRY WRITTEN BY MY MUSE.

Something is really wrong with me.

Made a fool of myself at work this morning, dropping Chief O'Hara's breakfast all over the floor. It couldn't be helped. My muscles just had to have a spasm attack, spilling coffee and pancakes everywhere. First time it happened at work and it just had to be in front of her, didn't it? Kelly was so sweet about the whole thing too which only made me feel worse, even wanting to call an ambulance because a chunk of glass was sticking out of my arm. I don't think she noticed it went deeper than it looked. It didn't bleed much, just a small trickle and stopped a few seconds after that. I pulled the piece of glass out so the cut wouldn't start healing around it right away and leave anything inside, and when Kelly's handcloth pulled away, it just looked like a nasty pink gash. I'd sooner her think I was overdramatic than scared that when she lifted that fabric, there would be a fresh batch of eyes looking back at her.

...

It's April. I forget which day, it probably doesn't matter. Don't feel good at all, hungry but not able to keep anything down or feel satisfied. Bread? Nope. Packet of Fridge Raiders? Supposed to be chicken but eating them was just like eating the bread, tasteless and gutting. I boiled up some eggs. They were okay. I ate one and am saving the rest for later when I feel a little better.

... It's been a week since I last ate. The eggs aren't good anymore but I feel better. Weighed myself to be sure everything's okay, expecting a little weight loss. I'm heavier by 10 pounds. How. ... May Day. Eyes are growing on my forearm again. They sure are persistent about growing in that spot, between where my forearm regrew and where the original tissue ends. Last time I scraped them was 2 days ago. I'll need to do it again tonight before I go to work, before they start regaining function. I hate it when they squirm. It's disgusting. I'm disgusting. ... Hurt Cindy tonight. I didn't mean it, she clamped a hand on my shoulder as I came in from 'smoke break' but really I just needed to stand under the rain for a few minutes. I jumped. She jumped like she got an electric shock because she did. Thank God she's okay but I'll never forget that look of hurt in her eyes, afraid and unsure I'd hit her somehow and she just didn't see it happen for some reason. I'm sorry you have to work with a monster, Cindy. Please don't think I hate you.

#the-rorschach-mask #memes ;; journal entry #Bless you for sending this Rue 🥺#It's less learning the in's and outs of her condition and more oh... that happened #Which I guess is the same sort of thing haha #Referencing another roleplay partner on here I hope that's okay chiefohara #<3 #She is going through a nightmare with this condition because there's nobody she can go to for help #Who do you even ask about this sort of thing?#Not Prometheus that's for sure

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dontyoufinditstrange · 8 months ago

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Guts (Spilled) Lyrics That Alter My Brain Chemistry

all-american bitch:

"i pay attention to things that most people ignore" "i am built like a mother and a total machine" "i feel for your every little issue i know just what you mean" "i make light of the darkness, i've got sun in my motherfucking pocket" "i know my age and i act like it" "i don't get angry when i'm pissed, i'm the eternal optimist" "i scream inside to deal with it"

bad idea right?:

"i know we're done, i know we're through, but god, when i look at you" "fuck it, its fine" "i only see him as a friend, the biggest lie i ever said" "i know i should stop, but i can't" "i'm sure i've seen much hotter men, but i really can't remember when"

vampire:

"how's the castle built off people you pretend to care about?" "i loved you truly, gotta laugh at the stupidity" "i used to think i was smart, but you made me look so naive" "bleed me dry like a goddamn vampire" "you're so convincing, how do you lie without flinching?" "what a mesmerizing, paralyzing, fucked up little thrill, can't figure out just how you do it and god knows i never will" "you can't love anyone cause that would mean you had a heart" "i tried to help you out, now i know that i can't, cause how you think's the kind of thing i'll never understand"

lacy:

"did i ever tell you that i'm not doing well?" "it takes over my life, i see you everywhere, the sweetest torture one could bear" "i'm losing it lately" "i feel your compliments like bullets on skin" "like ribbons in your hair my stomach's all in knots, you've got the one thing that i want" "try to rationalize people are people but its like you're made of angel dust" "you poison every little thing that i do" "i just loathe you lately" "i despise my jealous eyes and how hard they fell for you" "i despise my rotten mind and how much it worships you"

ballad of a homeschooled girl:

"feels like my skin doesn't fit right over my bones" "i made it weird, i made it worse" "each time i step outside, its social suicide" "everything i do is tragic"

making the bed:

"another thing i ruined i used to do for fun" "another perfect moment that doesn't feel like mine" "another thing i forced to be a sign" "sometimes i feel like i don't wanna be where i am" "i'm so tired of being the girl that i am" "i'm playing the victim so well in my head" "i tell someone i love them, just as a distraction" "they're changing my machinery and i just let it happen" "i got the things i wanted, its just not what i imagined"

logical:

"i'd put myself though hell for you" "i fell for you like water falls from the february sky" "cause id rain don't pour and sun don't shine, then changing you is possible" "you lied, you lied, you lied" "i know i'm half responsible and that makes me feel horrible" "i know i could've stopped it all, god why didn't i stop it all?"

get him back!:

"do i love him, do i hate him? i guess its up and down" "i wanna get him back, i wanna make him really jealous, wanna make him feel bad" "cause then again i really miss him and it makes me real sad" "i want sweet revenge and i want him again" "when i told him how he hurt me, he told me i was trippin" "i wanna meet his mom just to tell her her son sucks"

love is embarrassing:

"now it doesn't mean a thing god love's fucking embarrassing" "just watch as i crucify myself for some weird second string loser who's not worth mentioning" "my god how could i be so stupid?"

the grudge:

"took everything i loved and crushed it in between your fingers" "my undying love, now i hold you like a grudge" "and i hear your voice every time i think i'm not enough" "i try to be tough, but i wanna scream" "i say i don't care, i say that i'm fine, but you know i can't let it go i've tried, i've tried, i've tried, for so long" "it takes strength to forgive but i don't feel strong" "i fantasize about a time you're a little fucking sorry" "i try to understand why you would do this all to me, you must be insecure, you must be so unhappy" "i know in my heart, hurt people hurt people, and we both drew blood but man those cuts were never equal" "i try to be tough, i try to be mean, but eve after all this you're still everything to me"

pretty isn't pretty:

"there's always something in the mirror that i think looks wrong" "when pretty isn't pretty enough, what do you do?" "i try to ignore it, but its everything i see. its in the poster on the wall, its in the shitty magazines, its in my phone, its in my head, its in the boys i bring to bed, its all around, its all the time, i don't know why i even try"

teenage dream:

"got your whole life ahead of you, you're only nineteen" "but i fear they already got all the best parts of me" "they all say that it gets better, it gets better, but what if i don't?"

obsessed:

"i'm starin at her like i wanna get hurt" "i can't help it, i got issues, i can't help it" "oh god she makes me so upset"

girl i've always been:

"i have captors i call friends" "i got panic rooms inside my head" "i get down with crooked men" "but i am the girl i've always been" "you say i'm cruel beyond my years" "i got wrapped up in the game again"

scared of my guitar:

"so why's there a pit in my gut in the shape of you?" "maybe i'm just overwhelmed, maybe i'm confused" "once you let the thought in then its already done" "so i'll lay in your arms and pretend its love" "i make excuses, my friends know the truth is i'm not as alright as i claim. i say that i'm fine, i tell them all the time as they watch all the light fade away" "what if i never find anything better?"

stranger:

"i was half myself without you, now i feel so complete" "i can't even remember what made me lose all that sleep" "you're just a stranger i know everything about" "you know i'll always think of you, i'll love you til the end of time, you are the best thing i'll ever keep so far out of my life" "there's nothing left for me to sing, i screamed, i cried, i did the whole thing, and i loved you mad but it doesn't matter anymore" "and if i'm not enough for you, you're not enough for me"

so american:

"he's like a poem i wish i wrote" "oh god its just not fair of him to make me feel this much" "i'm gonna marry him if he keeps this shit up"

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roomsofangel · 1 year ago

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GROWING PAINS . . . # CHAPTER SIX !

synopsis you hated christmas. simple. this year was no different, the only thing changing was the scenery when you decide to let your older brother, yunho convince you to visit your grandmother who neither of you had met but hoped it would do some good. everything was still the same — writer’s block, the winter loneliness, the way yunho won’t stop singing jingle bell rock, yeah, everything was the same. at least, until a certain blonde haired boy made it his mission to melt your iced heart.

warnings none that i can think of

wc 868

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more of a short filler chapter! next chapter is longer and kickstarts a lot

by the time morning came around, you were back in your bedroom cuddled up in your blankets. the sun began to seep through your white curtains, the brightness making you groan and cover your face with your pillow. what happened last night? your head pounded in an attempt to remember, only to have your body shoot up. the last thing you could recall was getting to know san more, learning the glare he normally had was more of a mask than anything and reminded you of sunshine in human form when he had his dimpled smile immersed in a conversation. san was bright, welcoming, warm.

his eyes reminded you of crescent moons however, the way his nose crinkled when he laughed at something you said and told you about the comfort he found in the holidays. it almost made you want to spill your guts to the guy, tell him why you loathed the holidays the same way he found comfort in it.

but as if on cue, as if the universe did not want you to let the dirty laundry out into the open — yunho finally came, his face rosy while he panted. “i’m so sorry, bub.” yunho’s voice was airy and rushed, trying to get you to look at him when the two of you walked out of san’s room, yunho thanking him for keeping you safe but you had nothing to say now that your brother was here. a lot had ran through your head just as it did in your heart, why did yunho take so long? where was he?

getting out of bed, you shuffled into the kitchen to find him with two mugs. harry potter and pucca. it was obvious to anyone which mug belonged to who, and you eyed your brother filling yours with the coffee. “morning..” you greeted, voice quiet while you walked to reach for your mug he gave to you shortly after. “morning, bub..” yunho said with a soft sigh, his eyes glancing everywhere but towards you

pouting, you set your warm drink down, “where were you last night?” you finally asked, “you promised me.”

yunho exhaled, shaky while he drunk his coffee. “i know and i’m sorry, i tried leaving early but grandma held me up,” he frowned.

“grandma?” you echoed

nodding, yunho looked down at the coffee filling his mug, “she wanted me to move the heavier gifts she had into the house, then started introducing me to these girls,” he cringed at the mention, you letting out a breathy laugh, at ease that he didn’t leave you on purpose. “i’m sorry bub, i really tried to get out, but i’m glad san took care of you.”

“yeah, i felt comfortable.” you smiled, and he only nodded in response before speaking again, “so are we okay? i hate it when we fight.”

and it was your turn to nod, “of course.”

but part of you felt guilty, in a way. how you wanted to venture off more now that you spent time with someone that wasn’t your brother, it just made you frown. sure, you were hurt about the fact yunho broke a promise but san made up for it. san made you feel better. san was someone that was yours, you didnt need to share him with your brother and maybe thats why you didnt feel as upset as before.

“do you always go out this late?” san chuckled, shaking his head while paying for his ramyeon, stealing a shared glance while you laugh softly in response, holding your banana milk in hand.

not until you.

is what you wanted to say, but you shoved it down. you weren’t sure why you started making a habit now of sneaking away when everyone fell asleep to wander to the convenience store to hopefully run into san every few nights you could. “only sometimes,” you hummed

grabbing the bag that held his late night snack, you watched him put the money he received back into his pocket before you followed behind him outside sipping on your banana milk.

“oh, here,” san stopped his movements so he could dig into the bag and pulled out a choco pie which made your eyes light up, when did he grab this? “so you dont have to keep wandering out so late at night.” he chuckled and part of you was appreciative of the gesture but saddened that he did so

did he not want to see you anymore like this?

taking the snack, you thank him softly, finding yourself sitting with him on the bench underneath a streetlight. you swore this looked like one of the movie scenes you made yunho watch, how this was when the main character and the love interest recognized their feelings for each other. you glance at san who looked up at the crescent moon, the light smoke leaving his mouth from the cold air when he would exhale.

“do you come out often?” you ask, opening your choco pie and you could see his lips curl up but his gaze still focused on the moon. “only sometimes,” he repeated your words and you found yourself smiling when taking a bit of your treat

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"Then we got a lead! Then maybe we can do something before he tries anything.." Yuji said but Megumi sighed.

"True but I think we might be a bit late." Megumi said. "Ren from the phantom thieves sent me a text saying Bradley is already sending his followers all over. Though, no word on him. Just his followers. Their attacking others all over." Megumi looks seeing Ren shared a link showing some video.

"Huh? A video?" Hana said but Megumi goes to set the phone down but pushes play. The video plays.

"Alright ladies, your coming with us! You now belong to the great Bradley. Though after we take you in back to Chiba, we'll go after that dragon and her female members." One leading the kidnapping smirked seeing to Yuji's shock Jinx and the other girls surrounded by the perverts. Most was giggling seeing how cute they were but Jinx was not in a good mood right now.

Not after hearing what these assholes would do to her friends and demon sister.

"Dude, you guys have a serious problem! Kidnapping people is not right! Are you crazy!?" Breezy said but the leader sighed not caring.

"Not really. We are sane thank you. But lets not make this hard on ourselves. Why don't you ladies come with us and tell us where the other girls are here in NYC. We even need Van Ink the dragon's location too. So spill!" he said but most of them were holding weapons as Jinx, Vivi, Breezy, Mouse, Echo, and Melinda were quiet but was standing their ground.

"Sorry dude, I don't rat out my friends and my demon sister. So you can tell Bradley he can go fuck off." Jinx said only for the leader to glare.

"*Sighs* Fine...sorry my audience, we have to teach some bad girls some lessons here. I hope you enjoy the show though!" he laughed as the video shows static feed seeing his friends trying to take down the girls.

"Jinx!!" Yuji was worried gripping his phone while seeing this from Megumi's phone. Nobara, Maki, and Hana was worried but Megumi knew the leader fucked up. If he remembers how dangerous Jinx was; imagine the other girls all over NYC fighting off Bradley's followers trying to kidnap more girls.

The leader was smiling seeing them ganging up on the vixens. However, the smile slowly went away but heard pained grunts, groans, and screams. Sounds of punching, kicking, and some of the followers flying everywhere landing in bushes, trees, and even the water.

"What the hell!?"

The video feed shows the vixens fighting them back. Jinx kicks two away from her hard in the gut right into trees or the ground. She was not happy before ducking some trying to swing bats at her but she grabs them only to spin hearing them screaming till she lets go.

More was sent flying showing Breezy blowing them away using the wind where most was crashing into a pile dizzy. She dodges to back flip kick one away from her as she was creating small twisters.

Others were screaming in fear from void ghouls scaring some that even wet their pants trying to run away from Vivi. She was holding a hand out but saw her ghouls chasing them as they were screaming like girls.

"Run run r-" A explosion was heard showing some screaming as they fly or got stuck. Echo was pissed throwing energy bombs around but she made sure they sting.

"HA, HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT YOU PERVERT ASSHOLES!" she laughed wanting revenge.

Mouse was shocking a few violently when some tried to grab her, she changes into a viper snake slithering away before tripping the guys. They fall on the ground only for her to change to have a dragon tail swatting them away hard.

Even Melinda was blasting some away as she was having some floating above her who was scared trying to get down. She even had some blasted away before punching one in the face breaking his nose. To another while kicking one in the nuts. She even elbows another in the throat as he chocks then body slams him using her telekinesis. Yeah that had to hurt. Even if the girls were hurt, they were beating the shit out of Bradley's followers.

"........B...Bradley never said these ladies can fight back!!! Damn it!" the leader was now scared but wonders how the other followers were doing in the other locations. If the girls were like this..oh shit.

"Ummmm we might have to cut this video short..but we won't lose to a bunch of girls..just you-" That's when someone punches him hard in the face breaking his nose as blood spills. Yuji saw the one that hit him was Jinx who was panting showing some black flame claws, the panther ears and tail. She sighed to look at him.

"Jerks.....Hey Vivi, You might have to call the cops. We got some I'll spread the news to the others in NYC and outside of NYC. Though, they were seriously having guns too? That's bad." Jinx said but looks to the video cam before she and the other vixens were rounding them up. However, Jinx was sending a warning to Ink before the video ends.

"........"

"I think I do. I got Izuku's information..I'm waiting for a response from him." Megumi said to hear his phone.

((Green bean hero)) Hi Megumi, I got your message and no I haven't seen Bradley around here. I got word that he's been jumping about but we had to keep the school under lockdown till he's caught.

((Shadow Chimera)): Wait double lockdown?

((Green bean hero)): Yeah. It's something new in case of things like this happening. But I can see most times we see or hear about Bradley or his followers during the weekends. But I can keep a eye out

((Shadow Chimera)): That works thank you

Yuji blinks but looks ."Oh sorry Daichi. I been trying to call Jinx but she's not picking up. Maybe she and her team are looking or scouting about." He said but he was worried. "Or....I don't know Bradley could be there. If he tries anything I'll-" Hana saw his hand shaking.

"Woah easy big guy. I'm sure she's alright. She must be dangerous if she's that strong." she said.

"Yeah, she is....she's really something else." Yuji sighed but he smiled a bit but was still worried.

"Hold on, I'll send a text to the other fractions even to the Port mafia and ADA. I heard about them but still waiting for replies." He said before hearing another ping.

((Psycho genius)): Hello there Megumi! Dazai from the ADA. We got your text and you are in luck. We did hear some recent reports of guys trying to kidnap girls around our area. Even some within the building. Though nothing on this Bradley character.

((Shadow chimera)): Okay? Anything from Port mafia?

((Mafia boss)): I got your text and no. We found nothing. WE did ask Matt and his group but no word yet. I don't know what this Bradley person is but he seems to be a real slick snake isn't he?

"hmm...."

"Do you think the other fractions seen him?" Nobara asked.

"We don't know but if we got some lead maybe we can figure this out." Megumi said but that's when Yuji tries to call Jinx again to wait. However, Megumi got a text from Ren.

((Phantom thief)): Hey Megumi right?

((Shadow chimera)): Yes? Wait, are you-

((Phantom Thief)): Yeah it's me. Listen, you might want to look at something. I got some video off line and it might show where that scum is hiding. He might be seen at the Vixen's place

((Shadow Theif)): Wait Vixens?

((Phantom Thief)): Yeah. One of my team members or my hacker told me she got some hidden feed from online showing Bradley trying to head to Ink's location to kidnap her and her female members but he stopped and saw the Vixens. He's got a few people there but theirs a video that was online a hour ago. Maybe that might help?

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