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[bookishdreamer28]

୨୧ 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫

~ ᵀʰᵉ ᵉᵛᵉⁿᵗˢ ⁱˢ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰⁱˢ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ᵃʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿᵉˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ˢ¹ ~

₊˚⊹ Info: Vi x fem reader, angst to fluff, arguing

₊˚⊹ ᵂᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍˢ: ˡᵃⁿᵍᵘᵃᵍᵉ, ᵃ ᶠᵉʷ ᵛⁱᵒˡᵉⁿᵗ ᵃᶜᵗˢ

₊˚⊹ Other: Likes and reblogs are appreciated ♡

You and Vi were inseparable. Ever since the moment you met her when Vander took her and her younger sister Pouder in, you instantly connected. She became your best friend, the person you could count on, the person who was there for you like no one was before, in your younger years. But things were different now, and after what happened that horrible night that haunted you for years, nothing felt worth fighting anymore. But still can't help it bu remenneceing all these joyful moments.

Flashback

"Vi look what I found!" You called for her, excitement filling your voice. Vi turned to look at you, taking off her gloves since she was busy practicing her punches. She smiled softly at how cute you looked when you were excited about something.

"What is it dove?" Your nickname a beautiful sound when she was the one saying it. You approached her and showed her what you had in your hands. It was a ring, with a gorgeously polished green stone on top of it, making it shine brightly when the light was hitting on it.

"Wow, well look at you. My treasure hunter." She pumped playfully her shoulder with yours and you blushed. She carefully took it in her ahnds to inspect it. "This could be very useful if we sell it." Sell it? No.

"Um, I was thinking about keeping it actually. It's not like rings like this one will start falling from the sky every now and then. It's unique."

Vi smirked at you and she chuckled.

" Yeah it's ok I guess. Just not as unique..." you furrowed your brows as she leaned closer to you. "As you." She pulled away, a proud smirk painted on her face as she watched yours turning red.

"I- oh shut up." You grimaced, pretending you didn't like that she was talking like his to you. But in reality, you absolutely loved it.

"Anyways, are you ready to go back? Vander siad not to wander around this late." She grabbed her bag and was about to give you thw ring back, but she stopped.

"What?" You asked curiously.

She took another look at the ring and then put it in her pocket.

"I'm keeping. You never know how useful is going to be in the future." That was all she said, before she took your han in hers gently and left the practice room.

...

You, Vi and the rest of your had thought about having small group meeting on the rooftop, since it was the only place that peaceful enough, even in a town like Zaun.

"And when the guy almost got me, I grabbed his arm, turned it around and then kneed him straight to his face!" Ekko was trting to illustrate the fight and it was so hilarious with how he was portraying the movements, that you couldn't help but laugh out loud. The rest joined you too and Ekko let out frustrated sigh.

"If you were you would've seen how cool it was." Ekko smirked and wrapped you arm his shoulder, giving him a small kiss on his head. Ekko was like a brother to you, and you felt so happy seeing him smiling like that after what he also wne through.

"I know, that's why you're coolset hero here in Zaun" You smiled.

"You really think that I'm cool?" His eyes lighting up with happiness.

"Of course I do!" He huuged tightly and then went to talk to Powder.

You hadn't noticed yet, but Vi was the only one who didn't utter a word all this time. She was too busy looking at you fondly, being completely gone by the way your smile you light up this dark and nasty world, and how caring you were for your small family.

"You ok?" You sat down next to her.

She smiled and gently took your hand in hers.

"Better than ever." She replied and let you rest your head on her shoulder.

...

Everything was blurry. The explosion had you made you fly literally out of the building, and you had survived because Vander had caught uou before you and Vi before you could get hurt. This wasn't supposed to got like this. When Vi had to told me and Powder to stay out of this mission, of course she did not take it well. She wnated to help just like I did, and since I was the only who could think reasonably enough, I had to convince Powder to stay in the bar with me.

But the plan had changed. She was determined to go help them and I needed go with her in case something bad happened. Which of course happened. That's why we now had lost Claggor, Mylo and Vander in one night.

"Vander? VANDER!" I cried hard as I tried to hug his giant unmoving body. "No no no no no" I mumbled to myself as I tried to shake him so he can wake up. There's no way he was dead.

"What the fuck were you thinking huh?" Vi's voice boomed through the rain.

Screamed in my face, while Powder was on her knees next to Vander as she was bawling her eyes out. Vi had slapped her, and I could do was watching in terror as I saw- for the first time - Vi becoming someone else. A stranger.

"I had to follow her Vi. It was dangerous to go out there alone and-"

"You could have prevented her from coming here and stay back in the bar I like I told you to do!" Vi was seething in anger. More tears were building in my eyes and I my knees felt weak at what had happened.

"I don't...I'm sorry Vi-"

"A sorry will NOT CHANGE A FUCKING THING!" Then Vi pushed me hard on the ground and time seemed to stop. I was scared. So scared. Then Vi's expression from anger to terror.

"I...Y/n..." She wanted to take her in her arms. Both Powder and Y/n. But she wasn't in the right state of mind and she was scared that she would hurt them more if she stayed here with them any longer. So she did what she had to do. Get away from them.

"No" Powder's voice shook "VI! No- DON'T LEAVE ME!" She yelled and cried on her knees.

You stood up and went next to Powder and cradled her in your arms. She cried in your chest as you watched Vi disappearing from your sight, leaving you all alone.

"Well what do we have here." His sickeningly disgusting voice said. You slowly turned your head and looked at this piece of shit of a man.

"You asshole" Your hold tightened around Powder, fearing that they would hurt her.

"Get them both gone. I don't need anyone from Vander's little family to roam my streets anymore." Once of Silco's groupies grabbed you harshly by your hair and you screamed loudly.

"It'll be so fun to skin you alive" He chuckled and took me away from Powder. She trief to reach for your hold as she screamed your name repeatedly, not handling the fact that she was going to lost you too. Not wanting ti leace her alone, you throwed a kick behind you and the man let out a scream as he crouched down from pain.

"Don't let ler leave!" Silco said and more man from his group went after you, while trying to shoot you. Not being able to do anything more, you made a promise to yourself that you would find a way to save Powder and you took off. As you ran, you could swear that even though the loud noise of the rain, you thought you still heard Vi calling your name.

Few years later

Your life changed drastically after these events. You were lucky enough that Ekko found you though and you joined the firelights. Without them you wouldn't have survived in the cruel world that Silco had created.

The had grew dark, and you tried to stay in the shadows so you wouldn't get caught since there were many police officers roaming around the streets. You could tell that something had gone wrong. You and Ekko knew about Jinx. Jinx. For you she would always be Powder no matter what. You were aware that she had changed because of Silco, but you had hoped that maybe a small part of her, could still fight for the right causes and remember all the times she spent with us, as Powder.

"I'll go look for another way ok? Make sure that you will not get caught." He whispered and bring you into a hug. You hugged him back and smiled softly.

"Don't worry about me. I got this."

"I know you do." He smirked and then disappeared in the cold, dark night. When you looked back at the enforcers, you could tell that something had gone wrong. They were preparing for something and you didn't know what it was about, but no matter what you had to stay in the dark and cross the bridge as soon as possible.

'Great' you thought and tried to look for another way that could get you to the other side. Once you found it, you were ready to leave but something stopped you. Loud steps could be heard in the silent night, running towards you. Oh no. Someone had definitely found you.

"Shit" you cursed under your breath and tried to escape but before I could even move, I saw a many fireflies flying all over the bridge. Strange. Then suddenly they exploded and I looked for a way to cover myself from them. After a few minutes, when the place was terrifyingly quiet, I made the move to leave but my body was pumped into a hard chest, making me lose my balance. I was about fall but a hard grip around my waist prevented me from doing so.

"Leave me alone right now!" I yelled and tried to escape from her hold but instead it become tighter the moment I spoke making me wince.

"y/n?" The figure's shaking voice made you stop fighting from getting off their hold. This voice. There's...there's no way.

"Vi?" I whispered, and backed away a bit to take a better look. No fucking way. Your reaction at seeing her after years wasn't what she expected, as you hardly pushed her away.

"Dove please let me-" Then a punch was thrown on her jaw and she started at you with wide eyes.

"Shut the fuck up" I girtted my teeth. Vi just atood there, in silence, not believing that she had just found you again after all this time. She was looking for you after he finally got out of the prison. When she couldn't found you at all, she thought she had lost you too for good but now you stood in front of her, her heart started beating again like it did for you all this time.

"Dove I-"

"I don't want you to say a single word. Nothing you'll say will change a thing" Your cold voice gave shivers to Vi. All she could think about was that she needed you desperately. To hold you, kiss you and love you.

Before she could take a step closer to you again, loud noises could be heard on the other side and some rangers made their appearance.

"We have to go now." She grabbed your wrist to follow her but you pulled away.

"I don't want to go anywhere with you. I've had enough with all this."

"Listen to me" she grabbed your shoulders tight "you either going to get yourself killed by them and Jinx, or you going to come with me so we can find a llace to hide for a bit and survive." Sha siad through her teeth and you let out a frustrated sigh.

"Fine." You moved first and then Vi followed closely behind you, just to protect you in case something happened.

After you were running for a few more minutes, you laid your back on a wall to take a breath. You could feel Vi's stare burning on you, but you didn't bother looking at her.

"You're ok?" She said breathlessly.

You shooke your head. Nothing was ok. But you had to put aside all the feelings you felt at the moment and focus on how you could survive the coming war.

"No but I'll manage." You replied coldly and Vi could swear that her heart was breaking piece by piece at the way you wouldn't even spare a glance at her.

"Dove I'm really sorry- I know, I know it'll never be enough. After how I treated both you and Powder that night, after I pushed you and then left you and my sister all alone, in the cold dark I- I never left you!" You looked at her. She almost took a step closer to you but she restrained herself frkm doing so in case you pushed her away again.

"I never left. I just wanted to fet away from you so I wouldn't hurt you more. My mind was clouded by anger and sadness and I took it out on you and Powder. I unfortunately had to see you getting hurt by Silco's men and then shooting at you and my goodness dove, I didn't had the time to come to you. They already had arrested me. Marco, the police officer drugged me and I..." her eyes became glossy.

"Please, you have to believe me. I missed you so much. So fucking much baby you have no-" Her hand was placed to where her heart was beating "it physically pains me to see you resent me like this. You can scream at me, hit me as many times as you want but please. Don't push me away. I don't ever want to experience what is like to not being with you." A sob left her lips and that made your own tears fall from your eyes.

"Oh Vi..." You whimpered and started moving towards her to hug her but Vi already did first, by wrapping her arms around your waist as she held you tight against her warm and solid body. The contact made you cry, and you rested your head on her shoulder so you can muffle the noises. As for Vi, hugging you after all this time felt like she could finally breath again.

"I'm here baby, I'm here and I'm never leaving you again. I'll do everything to earn your trust back and make Powder come back to us to. I'll make our family like it was before." She whispered against your head and her hand was creating soothing circles on your back.

You pulled back and you stared at her. Her heart clenched when she saw your red eyes.

"I promise you baby, I'll stay. It's forever for us. It was meant for us to be together no matter what." She mumbled against your lips and not being able to control it anymore, you crushed your lips with hers. Vi moaned at the feeling of finally kissing you all this time and she cherished like this was going to be the last kiss she would ever get. Which she would never let that happen after tonight. She brought your body closer to hers, melting into the feeling of holding each other.

When you pulled back after a while, she smiled softly at you.

"My beautiful dove" she murmured against your lips and kissed you once more. You then hugged each other and enjoyed the silence before you had to go back out there.

"Dove?"

"Hm?"

"I have something for you." You looked up at her, a small furrow between your brows. She placed her hand inside the pocket and took out this beautiful ring you had found back then. You gasped and stared at it.

"You had it with you all this time?" Your voice shook with emotion.

"Always. Besides, I told you I would need it cause you never know how useful it can be in the future." She gently took your hand and placed the ring on your ring finger. Your eyes widened and Vi chuckled at your reaction, tears shining still from the tears.

"I know it's too early for things like these, and what will happen with Silco and everything is still unsure. But my future with you is not. Cause I know what I want and I want you. More than anything in this world. You're my forever." Her hand cradled the side of your face softly and you closed your eyes at the feeling comforting feeling of er warm hand touching you.

"...yes"

"Yes?!" Her shocked expression made you giggle.

"I want to do this with you. I want a future with you Violet and you better stay this time." You said between your small sobs. She then kissed you passionately and held you in her strong arms.

"It's me and you"

"Me and you" you whispered and you rested your forehead on hers. You believed her. No matter how angry you felt, how much pain you both had to endure because of her absence, you knew you'd somehow find your way back to each other.

Hope you enjoyed reading this one guys! I'll definitely write more fics with and many ither Arcane characters in the future, so stay tuned to read more 🙌

[balkanradfem]

I was riding my bike home after work, and I had to cross a bridge. Right before I managed to get on, another woman on a bike got in front of me; which is fine, but she was very slow. I slowed down too. We were pedaling uphill so it's reasonable that she went very slow, but I like to go fast! So I decided to try and overtake her, but soon found out this was impossible. This woman was riding the bike in waves, like she was skiing. She would swerve to the left side of the sidewalk, and then when I would position myself to the right, she would also move to the right, and this kept happening. I was greatly amused by her technique and started to have fun just looking at her go; my bell was broken so I couldn't signal that I was behind her, she had no clue.

At one moment I got very close to overtaking her, and then I noticed, the Cause of her fun riding. She was eating a bagel. This woman was pedaling up the bridge and holding a bagel in one hand, and then leaning down to take a bite of it every few seconds! So every time she would take a bite, her entire bike would swerve to the side of the bagel, that's why she was changing the sides from left to right! As soon as I saw this I had to hold my breath to not explode in laughter; that was the most whimsical and hilarious thing I've seen all day. Imagine being her. Hacking up the biking and the eating and riding uphill and being an icon. She then noticed me (maybe I wasn't holding my breath well enough) and stopped to let me pass, and I cheerfully said thank you, to which she said that she got carried away, and I said it was fine! I zoomed forward and then burst out laughing. That really made me happy. Women doing practical and funny stuff in public is so wholesome.

[niqhtlord01]

Humans are weird: A bad death

The Nostro’moh live for battle.

Comprised of thick overlapping muscles and with a height of nine feet they certainly were the imposing warrior gods they claimed to be. In combat they donned suits of armor that could deflect a cannon blast at point blank range before they ripped apart the same tank with their bare hands. Even in space their fleets were designed with thicker armor and extensive boarding pods to allow them to meet their foes face to face. 

They carved out a sizable chunk of territory in their own right and had several client species under their thrall to handle to more mundane aspects of their empire. It would be safe to say they were what the humans would call “Modern day Spartans.”

To the galactic community at large they were a nuisance that would saber rattle every now and then, launch some minor raids or attacks, and then retreat back to their borders with their mild gains. Their victims certainly had the military power to invade and put an end to the Nostro’moh threat, but it was calculated that the loss of life in such an endeavor would far outweigh the damages such the raids carried out into their territory. That was until the Nostro’moh stopped raiding and began conquering.

Without warning the Nostro’moh began a massive campaign of conquest. Within the first month they had taken three systems and destroyed multiple fleets that were caught off guard by the suddenness of the attack. Relief forces were deployed along with fleets but by that time the Nostro’moh had deployed most of their ground forces and were holding their conquered worlds hostage.

 Relief forces could not bombard the planet given their own civilian populations were being used as living shields, nor were they committed to deploying their own ground forces as they were under no illusion what would happen to them when deployed against the Nostro’moh.

This stalemate continued for some time until the invaded species reached out for assistance and the Terran Confederation answered the call.

Broadcasting on all frequencies, the Terran’s announced that a massive relief force had been dispatched and that it would within three days. In that time the Terran’s demanded the Nostro’moh leave the conquered systems or else they all would be annihilated. This level of boasting both intrigued and insulted the Nostro’moh  and so they responded by saying if the Terran’s could defeat them in a fleet battle by themselves they would leave.

To the surprise of all the Terran’s agreed.

The system of Demula was chosen and both fleets were set to gather there for one ultimate confrontation. The entirety of the Nostro’moh navy and ground forces were assembled and prepared to board and eviscerate their foes in brutal boarding actions.

The allocated time came and the Nostro’moh fleet exited their jump into the system only to find a single human ship present.

“I am told that there is no greater honor for one of your kind then that of a honorable death on the battlefield, and no greater dishonor than to die forgotten.” A transmission came in from the human ship to every vessel.

“Who is this?!” the Nostro’moh commander demanded.

There was a long silence before the reply came and for the first time in their lives sent a chill down the spine of every Nostro’moh.

“I am death, the destroyer of worlds. Look upon my works and tremble.”

With that every door and hatch on the Nostro’moh ships opened and the atmosphere was violently sucked out. Millions died screaming into a void that would never hear them, their organs freezing and rupturing like exploding stars all the while the lone human ship slowly drifted away. They would not even bother to watch the massacre they had created as they made their jump out of system.

For all the Nostro’moh prowess in combat their computer coding skills were childish at best, relying on their conquered thralls to handle the technical aspects. Coding that was easily cracked by Terran intelligence within the first encounter and they had quietly kept it in their back pocket until such a time.

With a few strikes of a keyboard the Nostro’moh computer systems were overridden and their threat was extinguished once and for all.

No one outside of the Demula system knew what happened; only that an entire war armada of Nostro’moh went in against a lone human ship and only the human emerged. The Nostro’moh domain all but imploded from the sudden loss of fighting force and from that day forward they kept a wide berth from anything Terran.

[indecisiveavocado]

once upon a time, there was a hydraulic pump. it lived in peace and utopia and sold well, making its creators, Water Stuff, rich (tax filings in appendix 1).

but unbeknownst to the pump and Water Stuff, there was a sorcerer. now, the sorcerer wanted something like the hydraulic pump, but he didn't want to pay Water Stuff to use it. So, using a spell known as Patent Infringement, he created the Wheel Shaft Flange. It looked like the hydraulic pump, it functioned like the hydraulic pump - it was the hydraulic pump, but with some slight modifications (see figure 3 for a detailed comparison).

Then, to add insult to injury, the sorcerer decided to create Magic Flanges and sell his Wheel Shaft Flange for profit. This substantially cut into Water Stuff's sales (graph 1). So they appealed to James Smithson, judge, to get him to use his magical powers to get the sorcerer to stop and give Water Stuff money. And that is where the story leaves off!

To be continued...

[yridenergyridenergy]

Congrats and good job to the artists behind this sticker and the booklet! Kyo appreciated them!

[stag-t]

@naughtymrsr on night shift

It was time for your rest. You walked into the room and he jumped. You had definitely caught him with his hand in his boxers as you walked in. 

“What are you doing” you smirked and he said nothing. You walked closer and smiled. You grabbed his phone and he didn’t change tabs fast enough. You saw the video of a woman in lingerie on her knees sucking a guy off. You looked at him and said “do you often do this in here”. He said “I was just relaxing”. You grinned and he said “well, sorry it may not be appropriate and sorry if it’s made you uncomfortable”. You sat down next to him and had your hand on his thigh, your tunic had risen up revealing the stockings I’d told you to wear and his eyes caught them. You traced your hand over his chest and you saw his boxers twice. You said “don’t worry, I’ve locked the door,

I don’t want to get caught when I’m in here”. You put your leg over his and his hand traced over it”. You moved back and said “my husband told me to wear something sexy tonight just in case I found something fun”. You undid your tunic and he sat open mouthed as you revealed your marching white lingerie, bra, thong and suspender belt holding up the stockings. You said “he likes the idea of me being naughty on nights”. You sat down on his lap and said “you can touch me”. 

His hands traced down your body, you moaned and gyrated down on him. His fingers moved your white lace bra away from your nipple and he gently squeezed it before sucking on them. His other hand moved to your thong and slipped inside it. You groaned as his fingers traced from your clit to your already wet pussy. You groaned as his fingers worked your pussy, faster and faster, it didn’t take him long to make you cum. You pushed him back and stood up. You peeled the thong away and knelt over him, peeling back his boxers. His cock was rock hard. Your hands squeezed his balls and your tongue lapped at him, slowly up his shaft and it throbbed. You teased the tip before wrapping your hand around it and starting to stroke. He was breathing heavily and you were watching his reaction. You kissed the tip, teasing it with your tongue before taking just the tip in your mouth.  You slowly worked up and down playing with him as you looked up into his eyes. The you knelt up and straddled him. You guided him into your eager pussy and you started to ride him. His hands were on your ass and then your waist and back to your ass as you bounced up and down on his dick. He started to thrust up and you moaned, squeezing your nipples as you fucked his cock. You rode him slowly, enjoying the feeling of his cock, you were grinding on him, taking your time and using him for your pleasure. He seemed to have other ideas and was thrusting up, you sped up watching his pace and soon came holding his shoulders down as you used him. 

You climbed off catching your breath and bent over. He stood behind you and guided his cock into your pussy. He was quick, thrusting and fucking you, your fingers moved between your legs and rubbed your clit as he fucked you. His hands were holding your hips and you were moaning quietly with each thrust. Within seconds you came and he rolled you onto your back. You purred “cum for me”. He was between your legs thrusting, you were lying back, breasts out of your bra, bouncing as he pounded you, stocking encased legs back and both of you groaning, trying to be quiet. He groaned and pulled out, he stroked his cock and it erupted sending the first wave over your breasts, the second on your chin and third on your waist. You used your finger to wipe it off your chin and sucked it clean. You collapsed back and said “it’s my break and IShould be resting”. 

[diaper-dyke]

home is where she believes it to be - Chapter One

Also available on AO3!

Read AO3 tags/warnings to know what to expect from this story (as a whole, not all of it is in this chapter). All characters are 18+.

Up until this point, it had been an uneventful day. Esther had woken up feeling like shit, so she had rolled over, fished some tylenol from her drawer, and swallowed it dry. She had reluctantly gotten out of bed about five minutes later, her knee screaming at her to stop. Esther remembered thinking that she should really go to physiotherapy and get that sorted, it had been bothering her since her previous job. She had thrown on a somewhat presentable pair of clothes, drinking a cup of burning hot coffee, before getting to work. Esther had been bored out of her mind all day. She didn't want to be there. It drove her insane, typing meaningless emails and talking to people with those horrible plastic smiles.

After work, her friends had invited her to the bar. Esther had driven straight over and had readily ordered a couple shots of tequila. Then one more once her friends had left. The bartender kept shooting her weird looks, as if he expected her to leave at any moment. She kept widening her eyes innocently at him, before she finally decided to spare him, packing up her bag and leaving. The cool, crisp evening air pierced her nose as she peered up at the pinkening sky in the parking lot. She uncomfortably tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as she started to head towards her car. She was tipsy, but not drunk, so she figured it was fine. It was only a five minute drive back home.

Footsteps crunched behind her, and her internal alarm bells went off. However, before she could pick up her pace, a pair of arms had seized her, dragging her back. Esther immediately went on the defensive, spitting and trying to kick whoever was grabbing her. She could hear raspy breathing and small grunts of effort as her attacker struggled to hold on. Bony fingers sank into her arm in an attempt to get a firmer grip on her. Another pair of footsteps approached, and Esther had a moment of fleeting relief. A rescuer, someone who would get this bastard off of her! However, her hopes were quickly dashed when a third hand covered her eyes, and a fourth wrapped around her neck, squeezing firmly enough to make her stop squirming.

Without a word, the two people holding her began to haul her.. somewhere. Esther couldn't tell, until she heard doors clicking open and the soft rumble of a van's engine. Despite the situation she was in.. she almost laughed. How cliché of these idiots, tossing her in the back of a van. Her amusement faded when she felt one of them kick her roughly. She winced in pain as she was dropped to the floor in the back of the van.

"Excuse me?"

Esther tensed as she heard the unfamiliar voice. It was soft and feminine, but the tone was deadly. There was a third person here. Expecting more pain, she braced herself.

"Here she is, Ma'am. In nearly perfect condition."

Esther felt sick as she heard laughter, and a large, heavy boot pressed against her back.

"I am not seeing what exactly you finding funny about this," scoffed the new voice. "I gave very clear instructions, did I not? Remind me what I told you two."

"Umm.."

"Aww, do you not remember? Allow me to remind you. I told you very specifically to not damage the merchandise."

Esther felt the boot being removed from her back. A gentle hand hooked under her chin, lifting her head up. Before Esther could see her captors, however, a blindfold was tied firmly around her head.

"I expect this to not be an issue in the future, otherwise there will be severe consequences. Now, make yourselves useful and take us home."

"She's a fierce one. Will you be okay alone?"

"Don't worry about me. I can handle this one just fine on my own."

Do you want to bet on that? Esther thought, slightly sluggish due to the alcohol.

"Alright. Just let me know if she gets to be too much."

As soon as Esther felt the van start to move, she started trying to scramble up. Soft laughter came from her remaining captor.

"No, no. You stay down there, little one." A high heel rested on her shoulders, pressing down firmly. Esther, however, was feeling more resistant now, and she started to thrash wildly.

The thing that frightened her the most was that this only provoked another giggle from her captor. No grunts of effort, no growls, no huffs of frustration, just eerie, soft laughter. Esther started scrambling up to her feet. It killed her head and her bad knee to do so, but she had to get out of here. She had to get home!

"You're a little fighter, hm? How delightful!" Esther could hear the grin in the stranger's voice as one arm wrapped around her. "Well, I'm quite excited to play with you, and I can tell that you can't wait for me to do so. But I'm afraid that this van isn't the best place for playtime. So why don't you be a good girl for me?"

"I want to go home," Esther shouted, just remembering that she had a voice to use. "Let me go!"

"You are home, silly girl! After all, you're mine now. Which means that your home is with me." The arm squeezed her tightly, pinning Esther's own arms to her sides.

"I'm not yours! I'm nobody's," she hissed, trying to free one of her hands. "Let me go!"

"Such a little squirmer," cooed the stranger. "We'll get that all fixed. Now, hold still, little one!~"

Before Esther could ask what the ever-loving fuck that meant, she felt something prick her upper left arm. It stung for about two seconds, before the feeling vanished. Esther whimpered, knowing that this sick bastard had injected her with something. Her time was.. limited.

"It's all going to be okay," the voice was soothing now, strawberry-scented breath blowing past her ear. "You may not understand right now, but this is for your own good. I promise."

Esther felt her own struggles growing weaker and weaker. Exhaustion dragged at her muscles, making her collapse into her captor's arms. The last thing she heard before falling unconscious was the stranger humming a soft lullaby.

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Little one. It's time to wake up.

Esther grumbled softly as the voice seemed to drag her from the depths of sleep. She didn't want to open her eyes. She was tired of waking up to being in pain, downing a cup of coffee, going to work, going home and being miserable. Down in the all-enveloping abyss of her unconscious mind, she was safe. It was warm, it was quiet.

Darkness was safe. Darkness didn't try to nag her to send out emails. Darkness didn't shoot her weird looks at the bar. Darkness didn't grab her and drag her into the back of a van-

Wait.

Esther's eyes snapped open as she recalled how her day had ended. Still slightly sluggish, she reached to touch the spot where she had been pricked. Or, she would have if she could move her arms.

Instead, she found herself unable to move them at all. They were in soft pink sleeves that were bound against her chest. Tugging created a slight pressure on her back, and Esther realized the ends of the sleeves were tied behind her back.

Am I in a straitjacket...?

And it got worse when Esther started to pay attention to everything else. First of all, she was no longer wearing pants, being stuck with only her panties and this straitjacket. Second of all, she was in a crib. More specifically, she was strapped into a crib, severely hindering her movement. A yellow baby mobile with lions and giraffes slowly rotated above her head, playing insipid music that gave her a migraine within three seconds of processing it. Now, to test how much she could move. After a couple minutes of squirming, she discovered that she wasn't able to sit up all the way, but she could push her head up against the pillows, shifting them up so that she could prop her head up against the back of the crib without too much discomfort. Now, to see her prison.

The room itself was slightly on the cold side, Esther could hear the faint hum of a fan, which meant that it was probably a deliberate choice. The room was rather spacious, with the walls all being pale pink, dotted with various sparkly stickers of cartoonish symbols and characters. A massive fuchsia wardrobe sat straight across from the crib, with little rainbow stickers on it. Esther felt dread prick her heart as she continued to take in the room around her. To the corner left of the wardrobe, there was a white desk with a yellow sun-styled mirror mounted above it. There were various accessories on the desk as well, Esther could see a pile of books, a box of crayons, a hairbrush, and a small purple unicorn-themed lamp.

Straining as far as she could go to see the center of the room, she glimpsed a white play mat with various colorful animals, as well as words that she couldn't read from the angle she was viewing them at. To the left of her crib seemed to be some sort of playtime space as well, full of plushies of all types and sizes, and even a brown rocking horse that seemed to have something odd strapped to the back. Finally, Esther glanced to her right, and her heart froze at what she saw there. She stared at it for about twenty seconds before it dawned upon her that it was table of some kind, with a lower section full of weird plastic rectangles of various colors and patterns.

"What are those..?" she whispered.

You know what those are, darling. Don't lie to yourself.

Esther blinked. It was the same voice that had retrieved her from her sleep. She wished she could press her fingers against her temple.

Don't be afraid, sweet one. This is a safe place for people like you.

The voice was gentle and full of warmth. So why did she feel so afraid? Furthermore, she didn't want to know what 'people like her' was supposed to mean. Esther would rather close her eyes, drift back off into sleep, forget that any of this was happening..

A clicking noise soon dashed those ideas, however, as the door that her brain had skimmed past before started to open. An imposing shadow slid into the room just milliseconds before the person casting it appeared. Esther immediately felt her heart hardening as she glowered at who must have been her captor. It was a woman who was at least six feet tall, with almost unnaturally pale skin, giving her a somewhat ghostly appearance, and very pale blue eyes that seemed to have an eerie red glint to them. She had long legs, an hourglass-shaped figure, and warm pink hair tied into two long twin tails that bobbed gently whenever she moved. She was also wearing a frilly red and white corset, a dark pink skirt that reached her knees, and sleek, shiny scarlet high heels.

"Good morning, darling."

Esther narrowed her eyes warily, biting her bottom lip. She didn't like the way that the strange woman was eyeing her, as if she was a juicy piece of prey about to be tackled by a half-starved predator. It made her skin tingle unpleasantly, and a jolt of electricity crackled down her spine. Amusement crawled across the stranger's face, as if she recognized Esther's apprehension and reveled in it. It made Esther feel small and helpless, with that feeling being enhanced by the bindings.

"Did you have a nice nap?" her captor crooned, smiling warmly at her.

Immediately, her apprehension sharpened into anger. Anger that she had made the decisions she had tonight, anger that she couldn't escape her kidnappers, anger that she was put into this humiliating situation. Esther bared her teeth at the stranger, tugging fiercely at her bindings in a futile effort to free herself. Her movements resulted in a mere chuckle from her captor, reminding her of what happened back in the van.

"Fuck you," she spat.

Another low chuckle sent another shiver down Esther's spine. "Don't you worry, that will happen lots now that you're my slutty little baby girl. But you sound quite upset! I believe that means a change is in order."

A 'change?' Esther tensed. What did she mean by a 'change?'

She realized very quickly that she was about to find out, as the woman padded to the table, and pulled out one of the strange rectangles, headed to her crib, and opened the side of it. Esther made a mental note that the crib opened on the side, then mentally smacked herself for not looking for escape routes sooner. She had been too surprised at the fact that she seemed to be in an oversized nursery of some kind.

The woman reached to cradle her chin, and Esther growled and tried to bite her fingers. In response, the woman pulled her hand back and fished for something in her skirt pocket. A moment later, she pulled out an oversized light purple pacifier with a thick black strap attached to it, and grabbed Esther's chin firmly. Esther tried to pull herself free, but the back of the crib prevented her from recoiling back further. The nipple of the pacifier was shoved in her mouth, then the strap was tightened behind her head. Esther glowered at her captor.

"Mmmmmh!" she yelled behind the gag. "Wef me go!"

"Poor thing. I know big girl words are hard, but there's no need to get mad at Mommy because of it."

Mommy? Esther felt bile rising in her stomach at the simple title. What the hell was wrong with this woman? And why was she talking to Esther as if she was a baby?

'Mommy' started to unfold the rectangle, and at that point, Esther's brain finally accepted the fact that she recognized that it was a diaper. A thick, oversized diaper with building blocks printed onto the crinkly plastic. Esther let another incensed wail of protest from behind her gag, earning her another amused look. She was forced to watch helplessly as the already fluffy padding was fluffed out even more under the stranger's skilled hands. This was someone who had gone through this process many times, Esther realized with dread pricking at her heart.

"I know you're fussy because Mommy's taking too long to take away the last hints of your adulthood," Mommy's voice was soft and gentle as she set the diaper to the side for the moment. "But you have to be patient for me. Mama is here to take good care of you."

A moment later, the warm golden light in the room caught on the silver blade of a knife in the stranger's hand. The glint of the knife was almost as ominous as the glint in Mommy's pale eyes. A moment later, Esther felt the dull side of the cold blade press against her legs, and she screamed in protest as the knife began to saw through the side of her underwear. Mommy's laughter only further aggravated her, and she upped the intensity of her gagged cries. In an instant, the blade flicked to press lightly against her throat, a silent warning of what this woman could do to her in her helpless state.

Esther glowered at Mommy, but fell silent. Mommy pulled the knife away from her throat, gave her a soft smile, and cut through the other side of her panties, effectively removing them. Then, she put the knife off to the side and grabbed Esther's ripped panties, pulling them away from her. A grumble escaped the captive girl as the cold air hit her bare pussy. Immediately, her cheeks flushed as she realized that she was growing wet.

Why was she wet?

"You're all leaky.." Mommy murmured lowly as she prodded at Esther's folds curiously. "How adorable!~"

"No! No!" Esther let out a muffled whine of protest, which Mommy took as a sign to keep 'examining' her lower region. She yelped in surprise as she felt Mommy's thumb press against her clit, and she spread her legs a little bit more. A snicker escaped her captor, making her blush even more deeply.

"Little baby slut," Mommy breathed, continuing to rub her clit. "Do you like Mommy touching your magic button?"

A moan leaked from behind her pacifier, despite the fact that she didn't want this! Why did it feel so good? Mama huffed in amusement, dragging her index finger through Esther's soaked labia. "And what if I do.. this?"

Esther squealed in alarm as she felt Mommy gently pushing a finger inside her. She tried to pull back, but there was nowhere that she could go that wouldn't have the same result. Closing her eyes, she let silent tears stream down her face as Mama fingered her.

"Oh, stop crying. You love it," Mommy growled in her ear. Though her voice was harsh, Esther felt the contrast of a gentle hand wiping her tears. Confusion clouded her mind. What did this person want? She was being unnaturally kind, but at the same time, Esther could see flickers of darkness beneath the masquerade of light. This was a dangerous, deranged woman, and Esther knew that she had to find a way out of here. Just as soon as she started to have that thought, Mommy's finger curled upwards and tickled her G-spot, and Esther's brain went blank.

"Oh? Is that the spot?" Mama teased, making the same motion with her finger. Another moan was cruelly ripped from the captive girl, along with a stifled sob at what was happening to her. Mommy thought she heard another soft plea of 'stop,' but if she did, it only made her more eager to pleasure her little girl. Because nobody got to tell Mommy when to stop.

"Do you like it when Mama tickles you there?" she crooned, patting Esther's tummy as the girl sobbed. Grabbing Esther's ripped panties, she used the ruined garment to wipe her tears. "There, there. It's all going to be just fine. Why don't you be a good girl and cum for me?"

Another sob, accompanied by a little headshake. Esther tried to close her legs, but Mommy used her knee to force them apart once against, tightening the cuffs on her legs to give her even more difficulty closing them. Not that she would be able to once she was all safely padded. But first, Mommy had to finish up here.

"Cum for me," she ordered, the darkness entering her voice once more. A thinly veiled threat of what would happen if Esther continued to resist her impending orgasm. "Cum for your Mommy. You know you want to."

She didn't want to. Esther hated the thought of it. But she had no better choice. At least Mommy was being gentle now. Esther was still painfully aware of the knife sitting beside her captor, ready to be picked up and used again at a moment's notice. Mommy slowly drew her thumb over Esther's clit once more, and Esther's entire body spasmed as she was worked into an unwanted orgasm.

"Good girl," Mommy praised as she came, huffing as she felt a bit of fluid spurt onto her hand, drawing her fingers back and licking her baby's juices off her hand. "Such a good girl for Mommy~"

Once Esther had calmed down a little bit, Mommy placed her hand on her tummy. "Do you know what that was, sweetheart?"

In response, Esther furrowed her eyebrows.

"That was your very last big girl orgasm. In fact, that was the last time you'll get to experience any aspect of being a big girl." Mommy chose that moment to dangle the panties in front of Esther's face. "Take a good look, baby. Because you'll never get to wear them again. In fact, you won't even see them ever again- besides on Mommy's bottom, obviously."

Esther growled lowly behind her gag, but Mommy ignored the noise, instead tucking Esther's panties into the pocket of her skirt. Then she grabbed the diaper, shaking it lightly, grinning as Esther flinched at the crinkling noise. "You'll be wearing these instead. This is exactly where you belong, anyways. You can say bye-bye to your potty privileges and say hello to your diapers."

Mommy then nudged Esther's bottom up, so she could slide the back of the diaper beneath her. After ensuring that the fit was correct, she retrieved a pack of wipes. As she opened the package, Esther winced as the pungent smell hit her nose. Then she felt a cold wipe cleaning off her most sensitive areas, and she let out a whine.

"Hush," Mama hushed in a quiet voice. "Mommy's here, baby."

Esther glared at her, starting to squirm and struggle once more. Mama glanced over at the knife thoughtfully, and that simple look was enough to make Esther stop moving. Her captor nodded approvingly, before grabbing the bottle of baby powder. Smirking at Esther, Mommy sprinkled the baby powder onto her nethers, playfully tickling her clit as she rubbed the powder in. This squeezed a reluctant giggle out of Esther.

"Oh? Does the baby like being powdered?" Mommy giggled. "You must be so excited to wear your diapers, then! It means you'll get lots of changes, and lots of powder time."

Esther didn't dare to protest, not that she could really do so with this cursed gag. Surely Mommy would take it off at some point. Her words implied that she didn't intend to kill Esther.. but what did she want, then? To hold her for ransom? But what was she of value to, exactly? Esther decided to accept that at that moment, she had no way of figuring out the woman's true intentions, or why she had to be treated like a baby during the process.

Mommy finally pulled up the front of the diaper, letting the thick padding nestle softly against Esther's lower region. She tried not to squirm as the diaper was taped snugly shut, Mommy carefully adjusting the tapes a few times before she was satisfied with the way the diaper snuggled Esther's hips. Then she beamed at her handiwork, looking genuinely overjoyed at the fact that Esther was now wearing a diaper.

"That's so much better.. Mommy can't wait until you have your first accident!"

Esther looked away with a grumble. This wasn't fair. Absolutely none of it was fair. Mommy knew exactly what she was doing, and Esther hated every second of it. The humiliation made her blood boil and she felt a twinge of helplessness. What could she do in this state? She could barely even move. Mommy had won this first round- it hadn't even been close.

But you won't win forever. Esther made the silent, grim promise to her.

Mommy blinked innocently at her, before she continued, "Now, you may be a baby, but you're certainly not the only one that Mommy has here. You have five big siblings that Mommy is so excited to introduce you to! So why don't we get you all nice and ready to meet them?"

More victims? Maybe one of them can help. Maybe one of them is already trying to escape.

Mommy tittered as she saw the hope dawn in Esther's eyes. She didn't have to read her mind to know exactly what she was thinking. She was thinking that she had identified a way to find out how to escape. Mommy said nothing about it- Esther would find out soon enough how wrong she was. And Mommy would delight in seeing the hope in those little green eyes die as she realized that there was no escaping her new home.

Mommy's perfect little girl. Forever.

[write-on-world]

[kayakingintheeyeofthestorm]

I suddenly wish I had an R & S lisp, just so I could do this exact thing to those jerks who think the world belongs solely to them and their religion.

i have a semi-funny story? fact? occurrence? about happy holidays vs merry christmas. i have a few speech impediments but the most obvious ones are R lisps (cant pronounce Rs) and S lisps (cant pronounce Ss). so when the holiday season comes around, naturally, i say 'happy holidays' since there are no Rs and a single S which i can say fast enough that not many people notice. whenever i say happy holidays at work and someone gets all pissy about it, i pause everything im doing and say merry christmas and, of course, it does not sound at all how its supposed to. so i go 'wait hold on, lemme try again' and i will make them wait a full minute+ as i try to garble out a phrase. it gets even more funny (for me) when my stutter kicks in and it takes me 10 seconds to even START the word 'merry.' and its like, what are they gonna say? 'stop trying to say the thing i WANTED you to say?''nvm just say happy holidays?' they think if they comment on it, it'll make me feel bad, so theyre trapped until i decide they've learned their lesson. ive been doing this for the past 3 years at multiple jobs and i have no intention of stopping.

can we kiss???

[belicomic]

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[jasminesjournal]

Snape x Reader Short

I just wanted to send something out! I did a poll a while ago asking what HP character I should write for and Snape won. I never wrote for Snape so this should be interesting.

His life was dark before her. He didn't know what the sun was, nor did he know the moon. He had once enjoyed the stars when Lilly was around. Even when she was with Potter. Now all he has from her is a student, her son. Harry Potter.

Everything was bleak and dark for him until her.

Y/N was a squib. Just like Filtch. Like Filtch, she attended to whatever needed to be done around Hogwarts in exchange for a place to stay. She was new, she was beautiful, and he hated how his heart skipped whenever she was around.

She was around a lot too. To his displeasure. Or maybe he liked it.

"What are you doing, Miss L/N?" His monotone tenor drew out until she turned around.

"Trying to wash the window sir, but I can't quite reach."

Even with the ladder she couldn't reach one corner of the window as she was cleaning it free of muck and dust. She was about to fall off the ladder as Snape lifted his wand and the soapy sponge was taken from her grasp. The window was clean in seconds. The sponge falls back into the bucket on the floor.

A small smile was on Snape's face as he turned away and her cheerful voice filled with thanks followed him down the corridor.

Author Note: Did you enjoy it? My inbox is open for requests!

[confusedbreadbox]

I once knew a 6 ft pig named Miss Piggy whose fav food was Krispy Kreme donut batter

It's over

[ecarchive]

[niqhtlord01]

Humans are weird: Savage wisdom

*A debate between an Elder species and a young human over humanities intervention in an unfolding galactic disaster after the Elder species refused to get involved.

Human: What?

H: Do you come to critique me old one?

H: Do you object to how I handled things?

H: You have no grounds on which to lecture me.

Alien: Mind your tone.

A: I am older than the stars themselves little one; my wisdom is the stuff of ages.

H: You are indeed old and wise, but what have you done with that knowledge?

H: Nothing.

H: You have sat and watched from afar as we have struggled to survive innumerable problems that you could have fixed in a blink of an eye.

A: Then what would you have learned?

H: The dead learn nothing, and the grieving care not for your pontificating.

A: And what if I had intervened as you insist?

A: If my people solved every problem and minor dilemma you younger races face, what growth could be expected of you?

A: You would become nothing more than pale mockeries of who you are now.

A: Lesser than that even; creatures so afraid of your own shadows that you would cling to my robes like an adolescent.

A: A life without struggle, without hardship, will leave you frail and weak; and this is a galaxy that does not tolerate the neither for long.

H: You speak as if we asked you to move the stars themselves!

A: It does not matter what the request was, nor that we refused it; only that you came to make it at all

H: So that’s it then?

H: The most powerful species in the galaxy and you are content to sit on the sidelines while we play out our lives?

A: You still do not see….

H: Then make me!

H: Show me what I am missing!

H: End your parade of riddles and half-truths and give me a straight answer!

*Alien ascends to full height towering over the mortal human

A: Were you naught taught that your actions have consequences!?

A: You throw a stone into a river and it casts a ripple.

A: I throw a stone and it casts a tidal wave!

A: Worlds would burn, galaxies snuffed from existence, trillions of lives looking up to the heavens begging me and my kind to save them from their inevitable demise we could no more prevent than I could stop the sun from rising!

A: And you have the arrogance to come before me and think you can cast judgment for my inaction!

*Alien leans down to glare at human

A: I have seen the lure of power corrupt time and again and all too quickly does the adulation of the masses turn to screams as those with power become consumed by it.

A: The universe becomes nothing more than a playground and those within it toys to be played with then cast aside.

A: In your tongue you call these beings “Gods”, and that is what you would make of us.

H: We would not.

A: Do not lie to me!

A: I have seen your histories little one.

A: I know those we save would build monuments in our name, pray and offer us gifts and sacrifices for our favor, and not long after denounce any who would not believe as they do an cast them into the fires of war and hatred.

A: The younger species would place us upon a throne high atop a mountain of corpses and call it paradise.

*Alien retreats from human and begins pacing away.

A: You asked if my kind was content to simply watch.

A: We are not.

A: I am not.

A: But such are the ways of the universe.

H: * Shakes head

H: I don’t believe that.

A: *Laughs

A: One day you’ll see it as I do.

*Alien begins to vanish into dense smoke cloud

A: That is, if you can survive that long.