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epouvantes · 4 years

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❛ willa fitzgerald, cis woman, she/her ❜ was that charlie brodeur? the twenty-six year old nurse has been in town since birth. the human has a reputation for being kindhearted & quick-tempered. you know they’re around when you get flashes of ( messy buns, deep breaths, cracked iphone screen & fairy lights strung all over ). rumor has it, they have no affiliations. { samu, est, 25, she/they }

( OOC: TW: ANXIETY MENTION AT THE END OF THIS PARAGRAPH. hi! i’m samu, i’m 25 and i use she/they pronouns! i’m so so so so so excited for this rp and for you all to meet my babies!!!!! i wanted to make this lil ooc section just to let y’all know that i’ll be posting longer and more detailed intro-like posts for my charas eventually, but i wanted to be able to give lil summaries and connection ideas before then so!!!!! there it is!!!!! thank u sm for reading!!!!! also if i ever message you to plot, which i’d like to do with everyone if my social anxiety allows it, pls don’t feel obligated to plot with me at all!!!!! i love connecting with other writers and stuff but i’ll completely understand if you’re not up to plot with me and my charas <33 ) ← this is the same ooc paragraph in all of my first three intros, so pls feel free to skip it! <3

brief introduction.

charlie’s mother was born and then spent all her life in ottawa, ontario, until she got pregant with charlie (original name is charlotte but charlie legally changed it as soon as she legally could after turning eighteen). isabelle, charlie’s mother, had a double citizenship (canada/usa) thanks to her mother (who she had a very complicated relationship with) being american, so when she basically ran away from home (although not really because she was twenty years old at the time), the move to the states was somewhat easy (or well, as easy as it could be).

charlie and her mother are very close!! kind of similar-ish to lorelai and rory in gilmore girls when it comes to closeness, except that they’re more like... soft, i guess? very intelligent and curious like the gilmore girls, sure, but not necessarily as quick-witted, humorous and energetic. well, isabelle sort of is a bit more so than charlie, but yes! basically, charlie and her mom are super close!

charlie’s mom (isabelle) made herself quite the stable home in blackthorne, and it’s been a home to her and charlie ever since they arrived (whilst charlie was still a fetus, of course)! nowadays, the two of them don’t live together anymore, but they see a lot of each other and get along rlly rlly well! i don’t want to set isabelle’s job in stone since i’ll probably make a wanted connection for her, but i’m picturing her doing something either really artsy or people-focused! or even both?

charlie has known she wanted to be a nurse since the age of thirteen. back in her pre-teens, isabelle and charlie’s elderly neighbour, mrs. cunningham, got quite sick and though charlie obvi didn’t do physical tasks to help out, just holding mrs. cunningham’s hands and being there for her felt right. charlie has always felt best when she's helping or caring for others, and that doesn’t seem close to change any time soon!

she was honestly a bit difficult to get along with when she was younger? bc as kind as she tended to be, she got angry VERY easily, especially when it came to other kids being careless and not paying attention to others. like, since childhood, there’s nothing that frustrates charlie more than people not taking others into consideration. also, um... when she gets mad, she gets MAD. she’s a fire sign (zodiac wise) and it really, REALLY shows lmao!!!!! she also tends to be quite dramatic and theatrical when it comes to her anger so idfjlkdjlkfdj it can lowkey be entertaining for those not involved in whatever is going on!

rn she’s living in a two bedroom apartment with two roommates! i picture charlie sharing a bedroom with one of her roommate (and can they PLEASE have bunk beds iM begging sjdljfdljfdlkfdj), and for the other roommate to have their own bedroom! i feel like both bedrooms would be REALLY small, but that actually all the other rooms would be quite roomy? and that it’d be a super well lit apartment? and like definitely not high class or anything, but DEFINITELY homey!

can be a bit reckless when it comes to her own safety, especially if others are in danger (she does have a bit of a hero complex), which is DEF not ideal right now lmao dflkjdlkfjlkdfj

loves partying btw!!!! she works rlly rlly hard as a nurse and is generally quite chill outside of work, but she feels the need to let loose, like really loose at least once every two weeks or more!

connection ideas.

CHILDHOOD BEST FRIEND: along with her mother, this is the person charlie trusts and cherishes the most. and also lbr she can be a TINY bit more of herself with her best friend than with her mother, bc no matter how much she loves her mother, she’s still her mother. and this best friend would actually probably get along with isabelle really well too! i didn’t necessarily picture charlie’s best friends as one of her roommates, but if you’d like to go for that too, i definitely wouldn’t be opposed! ( 00 / 01 )

ROOMMATES: as described a lil bit above, charlie shares a two-bedroom apartment with two other roommates! the rooms are all pretty spacey, except for the bedrooms which are on the small size! still, charlie shares one of the bedrooms with one of her roommates (probably with bunk beds!!!!!! the adult-y kind?? where the bottom bunk is like a bit bigger??), and the other roommate has a room of their own!! the apartment is also really well-lit, with a lot of well-placed window, and though it’s definitely not luxurious, it 100% has a very homey feel to it! ( 00 / 02 )

COLLEAGUE(S): people who charlie works with! other nurses would definitely be interesting because they can unwind together and understand each other in a way that other people can’t? ooooh, although there could also maybe be a “rival” nurse to charlie for whatever reason we can work out together (bc charlie is caring af so maybe if your character is more ambitious and has a different way of dealing with patients - which is probably just as good as charlie’s but only different - so maybe they clash about that?) but also!!!!!! dOCTORS PLEASE!!!!!! knowing some people in health services, the way doctors act with nurses can vary quite intensely (from what i know which ofc is only a small sample tho so!!), but like....... mayhaps a doctor who really respects nurses and understands how they can have a unique point of view when it comes to what’s happening to the patients, and who tries to work with the nurses as a team!! therefore a doctor who charlie probably really admires and appreciates!!!! on the other hand, though...... a doctor who seems to think they’re above nurses (whether they really are or not is up to you, but it could be the impression that charlie is getting!) like maybe a doctor who doesn’t take kindly to being questioned, especially not by people who aren’t doctors and like...... lmao charlie doesn’t care!!!! she’ll question you!!!! (also lowkey..... this is FAR from necessary but i just stumbled upon a list of enemies to lovers novels and this seems like such a cliché plot but slfkjlxjfkljdf i wouldn’t be opposed to that if it works out with the chemistry and all of that? i’m not into planning long term romantic plots bc i feel like it hinders things and what not, but! it can be a possibility if you’d like that, maybe?) ( 00 / ?? )

EX-FIANCÉ(E): charlie’s high school sweetheart!! they started dating when charlie was fifteen (and your chara was in the same year as charlie but ig depending on the time of year they might have been the same age or a few months older or younger sflkdfjlkjfd), and they got engaged when they were twenty-one years old! charlie’s mother actually didn’t really approve of the union, even though she loved your chara, as she thought they were too young, but back then, charlie didn’t care about what others said about she and your chara’s relationship! they were actually engaged for two years before they both realized that they kept on pushing off the wedding. and it wasn’t just because they were scared; they just weren’t sure they actually wanted it anymore. then, they decided to take a “break”. that was around three years ago, and the two have barely talked to each other since, avoiding each other’s stares when they walk by each other on the street, something that happens much too often to their taste. they both still have their rings, but i feel like they’re probably just holding on to them out of nostalgia, because it seems quite clear that their relationship is over. problem is, they were close friends before they started dating, and they honestly miss each other’s friendship. also!! i don’t have a gender preference for your chara tbh!! at the age of nine, charlie loudly announced that she liked girls after climbing on the tallest tree in the park during a special school outing (to the park a block away from their school..... ok it wasn’t that special of an outing, but most of the school was still there in the park!) and at the age of fourteen she officially came out as bisexual! ( 00 / 01 )

EDIT: i wanna post this now so i won’t make a lil paragraph for it right now, but!!!! party friends is def an idea that would work very very well!

i can’t think of anything else right now, but i’m definitely open to many many more ideas! these were just the few things i could come up with right now!

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banditthewriter · 5 years

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What’s Your Pleasure? - Billy Russo

Prompt: I just need me some Dom! Billy Russo, w spanking, like I NEED to read abt being bent over his lap and then fucked into the mattress by that smug piece of pie. Ofc only if you're comfortable w writing it tho Prompter: Anonymous I’m sorry, “smug piece of pie” is wonderful. Thanks for that. So here we go, some naughty to enjoy!

Warning: Smut! Spanking. Some D/s themes. Safe, sane, and consensual y’all!

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Enjoy!

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One of the things that you and Billy liked to do was make little bets. It was always harmless stuff; just something to pass the time. The winner usually got to pick dinner or get a back rub or bragging rights.

This time you had bet Billy that he wouldn't get home before you because he never got home before you.

Low and behold as you walked into the apartment you shared with him, he was sitting on the couch with a grin.

“You left work early, didn't you?”

He laughed as he stood up and moved over to help you take off your coat.

“I told you I was gonna have a short day. You should have believed me.” He brushed his lips across yours briefly, a tease more than anything. “I win.”

You pretended to grumble even as you smiled. Shoes came off next and you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“So what's your prize? We never did decide on terms this time. Want to pick the movie?”

He shook his head and dragged his nose up the length of your neck as a tease. The hand he had placed on your side smoothed down to rest on your backside.

“Nope,” he muttered against your skin, his lips brushing your pulse point.

Your pulse quickened. You weren't positive but you had a hunch of where this was going.

And yup, you could feel him getting hard against your hip as he held you close and nibbled on your neck.

“Want to pick the position?”

You were breathless as you leaned into him.

“Not exactly,” he said with a grin.

His hand on your ass gave a squeeze before he reached you to cup your chin. He pulled you in for a kiss, his tongue tracing over your lips before he tilted your head to accept him.

The kiss made you even more breathless. He bit down on your lip hard, tugging your lip between his teeth. When he released it he smoothed his tongue against the place he had just bitten.

“Billy,” you moaned quietly, your body bowed into his.

He chuckled against your lips before he tugged on your hand to get you to move with him. The two of you stumbled towards the bedroom.

“What's your safe word?”

Yup. Your heart was about to explode.

The two of you dabbled in this a few times and every time was better than the last. It had been a while though, with both of you working long hours.

You wanted Billy to be in control. Right then you'd do anything he said.

“Yellow to slow down. Red to stop.”

His smile was a little predatory as he stepped away. He rubbed himself through his slacks before he had a seat on the edge of the bed, eyebrows raised as he looked you over.

“Take off your shirt and bra.”

You did as you were told, adding a little theatrics to it just because you knew he'd appreciate it. The button up blouse was off and tossed to the side but you took a little more care with your bra. Your arms behind your back had your chest thrust out forward and you could see his eyes roaming your chest hungrily.

Unhooked in the back, you tugged down your straps slow enough that you earned a pointed look from Billy. With a small smirk, you let the bra fall to the floor.

Your fingers went to the waistband of your skirt but he made a sound in the back of his throat. Instead he beckoned you closer with one finger.

“You shouldn't have teased me,” he said as he skimmed his hands up your bare legs, bunching you the material of your skirt as he did so.

His touch made you feel like your skin was on fire. His hands moved so slowly that you couldn't help but shift closer but you hesitated when he shot you a look.

Damn him and that smug smirk. You wanted to kiss it off of him but instead you simply let your hands rest at your sides.

Ever so slowly he lifted the skirt up until his fingers brushed the sides of your panties. He hooked his fingers into the sides and tugged them down. You had to brace yourself on his shoulders, your fingers digging into the fabric of his shirt as he pressed a soft kiss to the inside of your wrist.

“Come here,” he said as he leaned back and patted his legs.

You raised an eyebrow but moved to sit. He made a noise trailed his fingers over your stomach.

“Over my knee,” he explained with a smirk. You gave him an incredulous look and he laughed. “I won the bet. Time to pay up.”

You couldn't do much more than clench your thighs together before you moved to do as instructed. You leaned over him so that you could brace your hands against the floor while your stomach was across his lap.

His hand drifted down your back slowly, a teasing brush in contrast to what was to come. Then he pushed the fabric of your skirt up until it was around your hips and you were bare to him.

“Wanna place a bet on how many you can take before you ask me to stop?”

You shot him a glare that was quickly met with a smack to your ass that made you gasp. It was a playful smack but on bare skin it felt different.

“Do you want me to count?”

He smiled and gave you a nod. His hand moved over your backside once before a quick slap made you jerk.

“One,” you said evenly. Another slap. “Two.”

Three. Four. Five.

You counted with each smack, your voice wavering as the feeling became more intense.

Six. Seven. Eight.

You could feel yourself getting wetter with each delivered strike. One of your hands and gripped his thigh and in the seconds before his hand would connect again, you tried not to grind against his leg.

Nine. Ten. Eleven.

He wasn't hitting in the same spot each time and the strength behind it wasn't the same. He wasn't trying to hurt you and it wasn't some sort of punishment; this was purely enjoyment for both of you.

Twelve. Thirteen. Fourteen.

He had his hand pressed to your back to keep you still but you still wiggled on his lap. You were so turned on that you wanted him to stop, to roll you over and take the edge off.

Fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen.

His breathing was coming out ragged and you could feel him hard under you. You knew him well enough to know that he wanted to throw you down on the bed as much as you wanted it. You also knew he was too determined to do it until he was done with this.

“Eighteen,” you gasped as your fingers curled into his leg, biting your lip as the next blow came before you'd done more then blink. “Nineteen.”

There was a long hesitation and you thought that was it, he was ending it on an odd number. Then the twentieth blow came and you let out a high pitched whine.

“Twenty.”

His hand cupped and then gently soothed the area. You knew it had to be hot to the touch because you could feel the heat yourself.

His voice was soft and sweet as he asked, “Too much?”

You shook your head, wiping away the tears that has gathered in your eyes.

“Not enough,” you begged as you let your hips move against his leg, desperate for relief after that. “Billy. Please.”

He bent down to press a kiss to your back before he told you to stand up. With your knees shaking, you did as you were told but it only lasted a second before he pushed you onto the bed.

“On your stomach,” he said as he tapped your thigh, grinning when you pouted. “My rules. Roll over.”

On your stomach you propped your head up to watch him. He removed his shirt and pants almost faster than you'd ever seen. Then his briefs were tossed to the side and you bit your lip as you watched him squeeze the base of his cock.

“Hips up,” he said as he crawled onto the bed behind you and lifted your hips. “Like this.”

The lyrics to a raunchy song popped into your head as you assumed the position. His hands roamed over your back and hips, gently moving over your ass where you were still tender.

Then lower. You heard him swear when he realized how wet you already were.

“Goddamn. We should do this more often,” he teased as he pushed two fingers in.

“Promises, promises,” you sang.

His fingers were inside you when his other hand smacked against your ass. You heard him moan when you automatically clenched around his fingers at the sting. He did it again as he twisted his hand, fingers seeking out your g-spot at the same time.

You'd started whimpering at that point. It was not enough and you needed more.

“Don't move,” he warned as he removed his fingers and got up.

The familiar sound of the condom he was preparing made you start to ache. Then he was back on the bed and pushing your legs open a little wider.

You might have thanked God when he first started to push in. The position wasn't your favorite but that's just because you preferred to being able to see him. It still felt wonderful.

He pushed in more and you rocked backwards, feeling him stretch you wider as you moved. Then before you were fully adjusted, he pulled out and then pushed back in harder.

“Oh, oh god,” you moaned as he fucked you. “Right there Billy.”

He snapped his hips faster, fucking you harder. The buildup with the spanking had you right there on the edge but just his cock wasn't enough.

Your hand started to reach under you but he grabbed your wrists and slammed them onto the bed.

“Don't,” he growled into your ear as he continued to thrust hard and fast.

That made you clench around him, much to his delight. He let out a loud moan as he moved to hold your wrists with one hand. The other went to your hip to guide your movements.

“You feel so good,” he said on a moan as he moved inside you. “I could stay like this forever.”

“Don't you dare,” you threatened as you thrust yourself backwards against him. “Billy, please.”

The hand on your hip moved forward. Inch by inch until his fingers slipped between your folds to rub almost harshly against your clit. You let out a gasping moan, panting as you dropped your head against the bed.

His movements were fast and rough and you let out a loud whine as your climax started to sneak up on you.

“Billy,” you cried as you turned your head, accepting a bruising kiss as you clenched around him.

He flicked his tongue against your bottom lip before he let out a loud moan, his hips stuttering as he came. Both of you moved as one so that he could pull out to rid himself of the condom and roll you over.

“You okay?” He ran his hand up your leg and then your stomach.

“Mm, never been better,” you promised as you tugged him closer to you. “You should win more of our bets.”

He laughed and slapped his hand gently against your ass. When you hissed, he made a soothing sound and smoothed his hand over the tender area.

“Babe, did you need to use your word?”

Quickly you rolled over so that you were resting on his chest. It took the pressure off your ass. Once there, you leaned up to give him a kiss.

“It was great and wonderful and amazing, honestly. If I needed to, I would have.”

Billy brushed his fingers against your cheek and pulled you into another kiss.

“I love you,” he whispered against your lips.

“Love you too baby.”

He pulled you in closer, his arms wrapped around your body. You would need to get up and get dressed. Dinner would need to be discussed. A shower at some point. Or, better yet, another round.

Instead you stayed curled up with Billy.

“Wanna make another bet?”

He was smirking as he asked and you laughed into his chest.

“I have a feeling that even if I lose, I still win.”

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