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oval3000 · 7 months

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Chapter 1

Yandere Psych Patient König x Nurse Reader

Warning: Possesive, Obsession, Death, Gore, Blood, Smut, Toxic behavior, age gap.

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

(This story might suck idk)

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König felt three of the guards holding him down while one of the other nurses stuck a needle inside his arm. It took a while for it to work on him, but eventually he fell asleep.

The doctor infront of him, pressing his hands on the open wound of the other, unfortunate, nurse's neck trying to control the bleeding.

It was no use, the wound was deep the pressure barely hold the amount of blood she lost. It was honestly foolish of her. What did she think will happen? She kept rolling her eyes whenever König needed something. It was easy, she was sloppy, always leaves things unintended. It was time for a new nurse anyway all the other ones that come and go don't meet up to his standards.

The amount of nurses he has killed was all fun and games to him, but he got bored. Now it was anger that drives it. Before, he would play a game with them, he flirts to get them near him and it works until he chokes them with one hand or slits their throats with anything he can get his hands on or just simply slamming their heads to the wall. It was funny seeing them put up foam in the walls inside his room, it wasn't too long for them to realize it won't do anything when he smashed a guards head onto the floor and quickly stomped on it like it was nothing.

Bashing their heads to anything it's what got him here in the first place. Being in the military is something not everything can stand. For König it became a playground. Killing his enemies however he wanted. Breaking their heads, their necks, arms, legs, ankles, practically anything.

The amount of meetings the staff has to attend to acknowledge Königs behavior and how it's partially the staff's fault for being so careless. It was hilarious for him honestly. Having the entire building walking on egg shells around him. They don't know how to tame him, how to tame a monster who kills someone as if they are a cockroach

The only person that could possible get through his head is his psychiatrist. However his attempts to clear him backfires when König kills someone. At times the doctor is to frustrated that he gave up and he did, so he got a new psychiatrist.

He finds his new psychiatrist annoying. She puts other people's sceneries to get into his head to see what is wrong with him. Telling him that his suffering in the military is similar to a women going through a divorce. König could care less about her personal life or anyones.

She got up a left after his session while the guards took him to his room. The psychiatrist told the staff to give König his medication, but they all took a step back. She ask for his nurse, but they all stood quiet until one spoke up and said that König doesn't have a nurse, his last nurse died and it has been hard for them to find a new one.

She quickly made her way to the administrator's office and plead for a new nurse. The administrator told her no so she spread her legs and he quickly said yes. After all she didn't want to be the next victim of his so a nurse should do.

Then you came along. Sweet and innocent you. You took the job when you saw the job opening on their website and it was perfect timing. You just moved here and needed a job asap. After you graduated you worked at a hospital for a year until the bills and rent went up and the pay stayed low so when you found out that a facility needed a new nurse with triple the pay, you took it.

You waved at the receptionist hello while clutching the strap of your crossbody bag. "Hello, I'm looking for the administrator, I'm (Y/n). I'm the new Rn"

"Oh miss (Y/n)." He gave you a hesitant smile which caught you off guard, but you didn't think too much. I mean the receptionist has seen so many new nurses come in go fast, but you didn't need to know that, do you? "The administrator is waiting for you in his office."

"Okay thank you." You signal some confusion to the receptionist. "Um?"

"It's down to your right, left office." He said hand signaling the directions.

You gave him a smile and quickly headed to the office by giving a few knocks until you heard a male voice telling you to come in.

The men stood, shook your hand and told you that a fellow nurse was going to give you a rundown about how things work.

You followed the nurse has he took you to the floor you'll be working on. This will definitely be different then working at a hospital. He told you where the nurses station is and the name of the doctors that come to see the patients aswell as the patients themselves. However, your only worry is one patient in particular. König.

He showed you where his room. "This is where he stays. Now, you have to be careful with him. Can't turn your back on him. Don't leave anything near him and don't be near him in general."

'Don't be near him. How will you give his medication if you can't be near him'

"If you feel like your in danger, don't hesitate to scream for help, besides the door will always be open when you go in and two guards have to be with you at all times if you go inside his room. Don't make small talk to him, don't give him anything unless it has been confirmed with the heard nurse here. Which is me okay."

You nodded in understanding of the situation. He gently grabbed your arm and pulled you to a place away from everyone else. "Look I shouldn't be telling you this, but I feel like you deserve to know. But you can't tell anyone I told you this, okay."

"Okay." You responded.

"The last few nurses that attended him always ended up getting killed by him. He is the reason why we always need a new nurse."

'So that's why the pay is higher'

"If you want to quit I don't blame you, but you should know what you're getting yourself into." He whispered to you.

Are you scared? I mean the fact that you can die is. Either stay and get paid or go back and be in debt, which one is better? "Thank you," you looked at his tag, "Jacob"

"No problem. Oh and Dr. Smith is his psychiatrist so whatever she tells you, you do. She can be a bitch sometimes, but she only comes in on Tuesdays and Thursdays or if there is a tragic emergency."

You gave him one last okay before he went back to his computer. You looked around and saw how many guards there are in the floor. More guards than nurses.

You saw docotrs leaving the patients rooms, you strolled around getting to know the facility. You went to the locker room and quickly placed your bag inside while fixing your scrubs and your hair. You head your way the nurse's station ready to do what you need to do. They started you off by you giving medication and taking vitals to some patients, just for you to get the hang of it as well as report anything back to their medical files and re-learn how to work the system. Jacob gave you a little index card with the information you need about König. Mainly how to give his medication. As for needles, a guard has to hold him down.

"(Y/n)" Jacob called for in the desk area. You went up to him. "This will be your work space, you are in charge of these patients, which includes König." He showed you the list of patients which is not a few compared to others. "The biggest one is König, which is why you don't have a much. All their routines are the same. Sometimes the patient will call out for you."

"How?" Not like they have a control to call for assistance.

"A guard will come and tell you. Everything else is pretty straight forward all of their medical history is in their charts aswell as their medication and their dose. They all share the same doctor who comes by every few months, unless they need medical attention. You get the gist right?"

"Yes." You said staring at the computer screen.

"Good. All the medical supplies are back here." He pointed to the big beige cabinet that is behind you. "And obviously the patients medication are in their and here are the keys." You looked at what the computer was placed, a big drawer each with a key hole and a sticker of the patients name on each one. "If you have any question, feel free to ask me."

You nodded and did what you are paid to do. You quickly got the hang of things. Lunch came in quick as you saw the kitchen staff making their way to the dining room area. The guards went in took all patients to the area ready for them to eat. They two went in and brought out König. He was wearing the usual white t-shirt with the white sweatpants. Part of his hair was tied back into a low ponytail while the rest hanged loosely to his face. He doesn't have long hair, but not short either. He turned his head towards you. You can see his eyes as they stared at you.

König didn't smile, didn't frown. He was intrigued.

You looked back into the computer and quickly pulled up his file. Ex- Military, age to be around 40. Austrian. Can speak German. Suffers from severe social anxiety. Blood type AB. Activities in the facility- arts and crafts. Suffered from multiple injuries during his deployment. History of broken arm, leg, stab wounds.

'Ex- Military. No wonder.'

After lunch it was time to give them their meds. You went to do your round, checking their vitals and giving them their medication. You made your way towards König's room. The two guards opened the door widley while one entered in. König saw you as he sat on his bed legs slightly spread open while his triceps rested on his things. His head hanged low but peaked up when you entered.

You took out the aneroid Sphygmomanometer. You made your way towards him. Already doing something they warned you about. His eye sight followed your figure. You were too nervous to look at his face. If you don't look at him then nothing bad will happen. König stared at you as you place opened the cuff and wanting to place it on his bicep. You were honestly doubting that the cuff was going to fit around his bicep, compared to yours it was like comparing a mountain vs a sand castle.

He moved his bicep slightly up for you too take a better look. The guards gave eachother looks as if he never done this before. You wrapped the cuff around his bicep, not wrapping too tight. You felt bicep, they're hard. Hard as a rock. You pressed on the little latex bulb, giving it a few squeeze while checking the gaudge. When you got the results, you wrote it down quickly.

As for König, he didn't do anything, he just watched. He watched as you came near him. To check his tempt, his heart rate. He saw you bringing the little Dixie cup with his medication. He felt the guards stiffen knowing this is the part where he will either snap your neck or crack your skull open with ease.

You placed the cup on to the little table you have to take with you with all the supplies you need and rolled it near him. Your guess is that he snaps when someone wants to drug him. Ex- Military, you won't be surprised he they forced him to take some sort of drugs while fighting off his enemies. "It's okay. This one is to calm your nerves, I know they can hard to deal with. Trust me I know. I'll give you the one that will help you sleep at night so you can't get comfortable."

He took the cup and threw the pill inside his mouth, quickly swallowing it. The little cup is so tiny compared to his hands you couldn't even see the cup. He placed the cup back onto the table. "Thank you." You said to him while walking out of his room. As soon as you heard the guards shutting the door you felt the nervousness leaving your body.

König laid back on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He felt a smile on his face.

He haven't felt this way in a long time. Quite frankly never.

You are definitely getting in his interest.

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plutonian-moon · 2 years

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astro aspects observations p1 🖤 ☆°

take what resonates leave what doesn't!!

moon-neptune (hard aspects) peoples can have hard time understanding their emotions or cant put their emotions in words ☆°

moon-pluto (hard aspects) can have a mother that is controlling or very intense sometimes even toxic also feeling very intense emotions with this aspects is very common ☆°

sun-asc (hard aspects) when it comes to a personality or just vibe that they gives to others is very different from their real personality and they can feel that they never are seeing by others from their true self :(( ☆°

moon-uranus peoples are prone to doing impulsive decisions and not thinking abou't what they are doing bc their chaotic emotions can affect how they acts ☆°

moon-jupiter/moon-venus/mars-neptune aspects peoples can make someone very lazy unless others placements/aspects etc says opposition of this ☆°

sun-moon (hard aspects) peoples can have a parents that are not together or are always in conflict with eachother..and they just dont get along together ☆°

moon-venus/moon-neptune aspects can make a person very creative/artistic!! ☆°

asc-venus (hard aspects) peoples are not any less prettier than asc-venus (easy aspects)!! ☆°

asc-neptune/asc-venus aspects can make a person that have a very soft features and with asc-mercury aspect u can even look younger but with asc-saturn u can look older and more mature !! ☆°

mars-pluto/mars-uranus/mars-jupiter (hard aspects) peoples can be very explosive and more impulsive when they are anger ☆°

venus-uranus/mars-uranus peoples can be more open to queer relationships or can even be open to relationships with more than one person (polyamorous) ☆°

mars-neptune peoples can more daydreaming abou't doing something 😭😭 ☆°

mercury-saturn peoples can be more quiet and not very talktive ..or can dont know how to respond to others so they can stay quiet and with hard aspects they can struggling with communication even worse unless others things suggest in birth chart that person is more open ☆°

mercury-uranus peoples can have a very short attention span ☆°

jupiter-saturn (hard aspects) peoples can feel very unworthy and can struggling with self-worth,self-esteem,thinking in a positive way and with getting attention from others ☆°

sun-chiron (hard aspects) peoples can have a very hard/painful relationship with their father and with moon-chiron with mother but they also have a strong potential to heal themself and others!!! ☆°

peoples easly come to someone with moon-mercury aspects when its comes to vent or advice !! also others can easly trust u lollll ☆°

mercury-neptune (esp. hard aspects) can lie alot abou't random stuffs 😭 ☆°

venus-pluto easly attract peoples with jealousy issues, trust issues or someone who is very possesive/obsessive could be both ☆°

moon-mars peoples motivations can depends of their mood !! (same goes to cancer mars/4h mars) ☆

mercury-venus peoples can have a nice hands tbh (gemini/3H placements too) also their handwriting is pretty ☆°

asc-uranus peoples have such a unique face or features just something abou't them is rlly unique when it comes to look ! ☆°

venus-uranus peoples can like doing unique makeup or can have also drawing in unique style !! also this can means that u can have more long-distance relationships ☆°

venus-neptune peoples are delusionals in love they will be ignoring all the red flags (same goes to pisces venus/12H venus and 7H neptune lol) ☆°

mercury-uranus peoples are so random with their words 😭 they can tell the most random things that comes to their minds they use sarcasm also alot ☆°

moon conjunction asc wear their emotions on face u can tell when something is wrong (same goes to 1H moons/cancer risings) ☆°

u cant lie to someone with mercury-pluto aspect bc they will find everything!!! ☆°

venus-neptune/asc-neptune/sun-neptune peoples looks so angelic istg (pisces risings/1H neptune too) ☆°

mars-uranus peoples in one minutes can have so many energy and in another they will have zero energy to do anything ☆°

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seikkoi · 10 months

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ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ. ᴘᴛ.2 | tony stark x f!reader

18+ minors dni

part one | part three

tw: nsfw, dubcon elements, rough sex, drunk sex, degradation, edging, choking, bruising, possessive behavior

word count: 3,745

“Show me that you truly understand this time.” Tony’s words come out short and heavy, switching from his earlier casual demeanor. You ball your fists at your sides. The fear and anticipation do their now common dance, moving across your stomach. Like before, you’re certain he’s not asking. “And if I don’t? If I just leave and quit your company?”. Your voice is like a mouse, small and with little confidence. The threat is mostly empty, after all. That signature Stark smirk spreads across his face. “You think I’d let you do that?”

You pull your hair back, only to let the tresses fall. This continues for a few minutes, a frustrating cycle of trying to get your locks to stay just perfect. This level of obsession might be understandable- if you weren’t just going to work.

Last night, Tony didn’t offer another word after the kiss. The billionaire simply stepped out of the elevator, hitting the button to send you back down to the lobby, alone. His behavior was confusing, a constant back and forth between love and anger. More importantly, it was farthest from what you expected. As the elevator lowered, you raked over the last hour in your head with impunity. Every word Tony said- anger, praise, shame, every syllable stuck to you like glue. What happened only minutes ago passed more like hazy memories. You ran shaky fingers over bruised skin, head still spinning. It takes you embarrassingly long to feel the warm fluid leaking between your thighs, not even noticing when he finished earlier- too blinded by everything else. You feel your face heat at the excitement it reinstills in you, and another wave of guilt follows. How had he gotten you from confident and rightfully upset to guilty and bruised? Was it worse that it didn’t bother you nearly as much as it should? You wanted to curse him for being right.

You’re certain you look a complete mess as you exit to the lobby. Thankful that it’s a late night (or maybe even early morning at this point), your first few steps are uneasy across the lobby’s hard, shiny floor. The click of your heels echoes in the empty room until you’re out the main doors, back into cold, night air.

You weren’t expecting him to reach out that night, not at all. But you failed to plan for facing him at Stark Industries the next day. In the morning, the floodgates opened letting the memories of last night play out in your mind. Notwithstanding the raging headache and pain all over your body. You laid in bed for an indiscriminate amount of time, contemplating calling in sick. You’d never done that a day in your life but it felt preferential to seeing Tony in an hour.

Eventually, you say “ Fuck it,”, deciding that the worst thing he could do during the workday is fire you. You try to let your clothing cover the bruises as best they can. The ones marking your backside are easy enough, but your throat and wrists remain a problem. Your usual dresses and skirts aren’t an option, leaving your only choice to be pants and a long sleeve shirt. However, as you apply foundation to the tender flesh on your neck, you are antagonized over which garment to choose. You were suddenly conscious of your appearance to Tony, analyzing past outfits versus what you wore last night, and what would be an inconspicuous choice for today. You worried about seeming too desperate or yearning for his attention- or anyone else’s for that matter. The decision finally fell onto a simple, green, long-sleeved blouse and black pants. Not too loose, not too tight-hopefully.

The same dilemma came with your hair, leading to the present predicament. You finally give up, settling to let it down. If anything, it would help hide your neck.

You arrived at work, relieved to see Tony’s office packed full for a meeting, allowing you to walk by without worrying if he saw you. It was stupid really, to hide from him at his own company, but you didn’t know how else to act. After years of working for him, to do what he did, say what he did, you didn’t even know how to feel.

In most cases, the normal reaction would be to tell him off, quit, and move away. Actually, the more normal reaction might’ve been to resist him more last night. That thought is quickly snuffed, bringing you to the realization that you didn’t want to resist. You’d let him do whatever he thought you deserved, whatever he wanted. Just like he said.

Shame and arousal slide down your throat like a bitter seed as you reach the end of the hall and enter your office. The white noise of the office is shut out by the frosted glass door behind you, leaving you in peace. You sit at your desk, turning on computers and lights in an effort to only think about quarterly reports and tax deductions for the next eight hours.

Hour one is brutal, as you keep needing to send emails in which Tony is cc’d or otherwise just mentioned (because life is fucking with you, specifically). Eventually, your work transitions from digital interaction to pure calculations. Time passes easily under the gentle clicks of calculators and harsh pen scratches. You’re able to forget about the pain between your legs, last night, and Tony Stark for a blissful portion of the day. It’s just you and the company finances in the four walls of your office. During that time, you forget about the incident in its entirety- that is until a knock is heard at your door.

By this point, you’re seated on the floor, papers and folders strewn about all corners of your office. This was the more typical state of the room when you were working. Especially since you got so absorbed in it that it was now seven p.m., rather than sometime around three like you were thinking. You’re brought out of your focused trance by the knock, suddenly noticing the dark sky out the windows.

Your head's down, checking your phone after forgetting about it for so long when you shout come in .

“Think you might ‘wanna call it quits?” You don’t look up until he speaks, realizing it’s Tony.

In an instant, every touch he gave last night is felt again on your body. There’s almost fear, with you looking up at him in the dark office. Mostly because you don’t have a single guess as to what he’s here for.

“I, um, sorry. I just kinda got a little absorbed I guess.”, you say, averting his eyes to reshuffle some papers in front of you.

Tony steps into the office, hands resting in his pockets. You guess that he must be having a late working night, since his suit jacket is absent and his clothes are wrinkled. The door closes behind him, shutting him in with you.

“It’s late. Have you eaten?” He speaks softly but curtly, without any temper or dissatisfaction. It’d almost make more sense to you if he was still pissed. Worse, unlike yesterday, now he can’t seem to not look at you.

His question wasn’t out of the ordinary, either. It was more common for you to get engrossed in your work, even more so for you to forget about eating when doing so. This was something Tony picked up on early in your time at Stark. You’re not sure when it started, but occasionally during late nights, you’d leave for the restroom and come back to find dinner waiting on your desk. You never asked Tony about it, and he never claimed responsibility for it. Now, though, it was the kind of concern you couldn’t match to the tender marks on your skin.

His question confirms it for you, though. You hadn’t really left your office today, so you deduce that means he couldn’t do his usual antics. It sparks an angry fire, aimed at yourself and Tony. Tony, for doing hidden acts of compassion and then ripping your clothes- and yourself for falling for it.

You’re angry and confused enough to still avert your gaze, as you stand and move some papers to your desk. He mirrors your path so that he’s on the opposite side, the desk being the only separation between you two.

“Not really your concern.”, you mutter, really trying to focus on getting your things together and not whatever intoxicating cologne he wore. Vanilla and sage took over your senses. It must have been the same cologne from last night because you can feel the warmth growing in your core. As he continues to watch you intently, you open your laptop to check one last thing.

Annoyed at your aversion, he shuts the laptop, only narrowingly avoiding your fingers. You give a confused but pointed glare in response.

“Is there a problem?”, he asks, keeping both palms on the laptop, slightly leaning towards you over the desk. The sudden closeness is intimidating, making you want to recoil but you know better now. There’s a smirk tugging the corners of his mouth like he’s pleased with your discomfort. It draws your eyes to his lips which reminds you of the kiss less than twenty-four hours ago. Before you know it, your mind is back in the elevator. It’s entirely too distracting, causing you to forget he even asked you anything in the first place.

He grows a bit impatient at your lack of response, putting a hand under your chin to force your eyes on his. If this was done a day ago, you smack his hand away and ask what the hell got into him. Or maybe you wouldn’t.

“You’re distracted. I asked you a question.” Tony shifts his hand to the side of your face, gently stroking your cheek with his thumb. He looks into your eyes with a furrowed brow, thinking. He scans your face like he’s searching for something before his face softens.

When you start to question him, he uses his unoccupied hand to run his thumb across your neck with enough pressure to make you wince and reveal a portion of the mark he left.

“Hm,’" he says, letting go and stepping away from the desk. It gives you the impression that he’s somehow bothered by it as if he’s not the cause. You can feel the tears brimming again- a sickly combination of the soreness in your throat and the way the sudden loss of his touch makes you feel.

“What do you want from me, Tony?”, your words cut like glass through gritted teeth. It’s bold, but you’re not bold enough to look at him when you say it, once again caught staring at your shoes.

“ Tony? That’s new for you.” He gives a dry chuckle, stepping over files to round the desk towards you. “And I already told you what I expect from you. It’s not really a matter of wants.”

As he comes close, your heart starts to race. Terror and anticipation are working in tandem- you don’t know if he’s going to give you another mark or another kiss. Maybe it’d be neither, and he was simply going to make you undone again with his words. You curse yourself for losing track of time. If you had noticed the clock, perhaps you could’ve slipped out while Tony was still preoccupied.

He stays at your side, eyes burning a hole through you. Your feet are planted firmly on the floor, body pointed towards the desk. You know there’s no point in arguing- seeing as how it didn’t get you far last night. Even if you did, it’d be pointless. You’d been devoted to Stark for years now, working diligently and sometimes obsessively to make sure the money always followed smoothly. Thinking back, you can’t recall a time you’ve ever even told him no. Not a work task, a personal favor, or the recent invitations to all these galas and fundraisers. It was always “Of course, sir” and “ Yes, Mr. Stark”.

The fact that he was anything less than happy with your behavior last night hurt enough on its own. Once you got home last night, you couldn’t wash away the guilt. In this world, anyone would kill for your job, safe and secure behind the most respected man on Earth. Denying the man who signed your checks for such a comfortable life felt like the wrong thing to do. Last night, all he did was remind you who you worked for- and who you were there for.

“But, for your sake, I'd watch it with the attitude,” he says, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “I’m having dinner with a few potential investors unless you have somewhere else you’d rather be?”

“No, nowhere.” A half-truth. Honestly, you wanted to go home and soak in a warm bath until the day passed behind you. But the part of you that you’ve been trying to ignore wants to jump at the offer. Then another part, the rational part, is screaming at you to run away. It’s also the part that won’t let you look at him.

“Is there a reason you won’t look at me?”, he graces a hand to your shoulder.

You don’t shift an inch, but the tears work their way back anyway. “I don’t understand you.”

Tony pushes the hand at your shoulder, forcing you to turn his way. “What don’t you understand?”

It’s the legitimate confusion on his face that sets off the budding spark. Again, with his constant audacity.

“You, I don’t fucking understand you ! Years I work for you, you don’t make a pass, you don’t try and touch me, you don't do any of this shit! And then last night you do this and tell me how devoted I should be!” You point to the marks dotting your skin, nearly shouting.

“I was already doing that you asshole! ” At the end of your insult, you go to push Tony away, palms aimed at his shoulders. Not fond of your outburst, however, he grabs already sore wrists to stop you, leaving you in another wave of pain.

“I warned you about the attitude,” he says, gently shoving you away. While you’re rubbing at the tender flesh in shock, he turns the leather chair at your desk and takes a seat. “But you’re right. You were, but not enough. You think that was the first time I’ve seen you act like a complete slut?”

The word hits like a slap to the face, causing you to jerk your head up to look at him. “W-what?”

He sighs, leaning back. “Do you even notice everyone checking you out? At meetings, galas, that fundraiser a few weeks ago. You keep every man’s attention. Even around here with what you’ve chosen to wear to work lately. I think this is the first day I haven't seen you in a dress in months.

Tony pauses to run a hand through his hair. “I figure you either like the attention, or you’re just trying to piss me off. Either way, I won’t stand for it.”

Tony pauses as you stand there stunned. You’d never been super aware of your body, nor worried about what you put on it (until this morning, that is). But he was right- you were aware of the attention it garnered. This morning, knowing that your boss had taken notice, caused the massive dilemma in getting dressed.

“Yesterday, you needed to be taught a lesson, simple as that. I started inviting you to these things because I noticed you, because you were loyal- you know what I need and you get it done. Don’t make me think I was wrong.” He gets more comfortable in the chair, spreading his legs slightly and resting his hands on his thighs.

Tony signals you over with a draw of two fingers. Mind barely processing, you comply, taking small steps until the inside of his knees graces your legs. He takes your hands in his, glancing his eyes over your wrists before looking up at you, eyes dark.

“And if I don’t? If I just leave and quit your company?”. Your voice is like a mouse, small and with little confidence. The threat is mostly empty, after all.

That signature Stark smirk spreads across his face. “You think I’d let you do that?”

His palms wrap around your wrists tightly, pulling you to your knees before him. You cry out in pain, both from his hands on your arms and from your knees hitting the floor.

“If you didn’t want this, you would’ve quit this morning.” Tony releases you once you reach the floor. Without much pause, his hands are on his belt. The familiar sounds of metal send shockwaves through your body. You can’t but stare at his fingers as they undo the leather before he moves on to his zipper.

“-you would get up right now and leave.” Tony frees himself from his pants. You don't have more than a second to take in his thick, long member, feeling Tony’s hand take in a fistful of your hair.

He pulls your locks tightly, pushing the tip of his cock past your parted lips when you gasp out from the pain. Tony can’t hold back a moan at the feeling of your lips wrapped around him. Just as before, he’s less than gentle, moving your head forward until you reach the base of his cock. You choke around him, trying to pull back for air which only seems to excite him. More shame bubbles as your arousal grows alongside it. He’s unrelenting, taking immense pleasure in your muffled gags. The fist in your hair keeps you in place. Tony’s groans bounce around the office walls until he thinks you’ve had enough.

As swiftly as he entered, he pulls you back, freeing his member from your throat. The rapid departure from your mouth sending you aback on your heels, trying to regain your breath. Tony’s still smiling when you meet his eyes, irises clouded. The billionaire sits back, legs spread, an eyebrow raised, waiting.

Whether it’s because of the lack of oxygen, the taste on your tongue, the lust in his eyes, or last night- it doesn’t matter, the final switch is flipped in you. His words replayed like a record in quick succession in your mind.

“ You know what I need and you get it done.” “I expect devotion.” “Do you think I want to see other men put their hands on you?”

A puzzle, fit with all the pieces, comes together. The part of you that wants his forgiveness, that wants to show how loyal you are, wins the inner battle.

You bite your lip and move back towards him, earning a pleased hum from Tony. He’s happy that he didn’t make the wrong decision in choosing you. You understood, it only took a little reminding (and he’s more than willing to do that).

You take his cock in hand despite the burn in your wrists. Even with your willingness, a hint of fear remains. Tony’s eager to push you through that, moving the tip of his cock towards your wet lips as they part to take him in. You hum around him, your mouth gliding down his length, feeling the heavy weight of his cock against your tongue.

He brings a hand back to your hand, gentler this time, letting you slide your mouth up and down his cock at a steady pace.

“So good for me, aren’t you?” The softness in his words is mind-dulling, making you forget he ever hurt you in the first place.

While he soon becomes infatuated with the sight of you sucking him off in earnest, you feel drunk all over again from the act. The subtle throbs of his member against your throat, how his grip tightens every time you reach his base, the way he tastes- it overwhelms you, eyes fluttering. Pleasing Tony Stark felt like pleasing God himself.

You speed up, losing yourself in Tony’s heavy breaths. You sense that he’s close, given the stuttering of his hips and shaky moans. You open your eyes to glance up at him, only to find his eyes trained on you, jaw tight. Nothing but obsession colors his face, parting his mouth to swear upon noticing your gaze.

“There's nothing you can do to make me stop wanting you.” Tony speaks like it’s a threat- you know that it’s a promise.

Your eyes lock as he loses any will to be gentle with you anymore. His hips snap, pushing his cock back down your throat before retracting and then crashing down your throat again. It catches you completely off-guard but you fight the urge to resist. Instead, you try to stay as still as possible, letting him fuck your throat with ease.

It’s your complete submission that ends Tony, who pushes you to the base of his cock as he finishes. You gag around him as the warm, heavy liquid slides down your throat. Tony, who was really beginning to love the sound, withdraws from your mouth, leaving a thin trail to fall to your shirt.

When you come back to your senses, Tony’s already put himself back together, looking down at you. You're still knelt before him, still stuck on the last thing he said. Awkwardly, you look to the ground, wiping your mouth.

You watch him stand from the corner of your eye. You’re fully expecting him to leave without another word now, as he did last night. To your surprise, he extends his hands to help you stand. Without an excuse not to, you place your hands in his to stand in front of him with sore knees.

Once you’re up, Tony’s hand wraps around your waist to pull you in, kissing you with the same passion and longing as before. You, already past any hesitations about Stark, melt into it, letting his teeth scrape your bottom lip. It’s a long, dazing kiss that leaves you aching terribly when he pulls away.

“I meant what I said.”, he said quietly, holding you close. Absent-mindedly, Tony’s thumb brushes over the mark on your neck. To him, it's a reminder of your drunken acts. It draws up more want in you, for Tony, and Tony only.

You want to tell him that you're his, that he’ll never have to remind you again. You knew who you devoted your life to. Sooner than you can respond, he pulls away, walking around the desk and opening your office door.

“I hope you can behave yourself tonight, doll. I’d hate to have to leave early.”

#avengers fanfiction #mcu fanfiction #tony stark #tony stark fanfiction #tw dubcon #tw dubious consent #tony stark x reader #tony stark x you #tony stark x y/n #tony stark x oc #tony stark fic #dark tony stark #dark mcu #tony stark smut #avengers smut #seikkoiwrites

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racoonpookiedepartment · 7 months

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My “Kinktober” day 3

Chris’s Accident (hands + uniform)

Chris Redfield was a soldier working for the BSAA, while he was an extremely strong soldier, he was also very angry almost all the time.

it was easy for him to quickly get frustrated, you were his assigned (Male) nurse and you saw him in every emotion there was

You've seen him when he was upset, when he was angry, when he was sad, when he was confused and mostly when he was in heat, you'd always know because of the puppy eyes he'd give you at certain positions

Besides that he would always make sly flirty comments about how he loved seeing you in your uniform and whenever you had to be handsy, he always complimented your hands. He would go on and on about how soft they were and how much he liked when you touched him.

Chris was very simple, for almost any problem he had, he would vent to you about things that upset him and even when he was angry. It was just being close friends with him. but to him it meant much more, you didn't realize it until you started to see how he was reacting recently.

he started to come in for the smallest of injuries, even coming just for "check up" you got the feeling that he did it on purpose because he knew you'd have to touch him all over to find his “injury”

he came in again for a small injury and you knew you were about to get a wild story from how he walked in, his face was already red with anger. He came into the room and closed the door behind him. You listened to him rant and you patch up some scrape he got, and after he was done you asked if he had anything else that needed to be checked. He had a bad fall and wanted you to check his thigh for a bruise.

as he stood up and you kneeled to unbuckled his pants, you glanced upwards and Chris looked away with red cheeks. you pulled down his pants and even as he was soft there was a large bulge in his boxers, you had to stay professional so you didn't comment on it

"ok this might sting" you warn, you gently rub up and down his left leg, he had no reaction. you switch over to the right side and he grunts when your hand passes over his right thigh

"fuck, be gentle would you?" he suggested,

"i did tell you it might sting" you reply, you grab some solution and take some of it into your hand

"this will be cold, but you'll feel better ok?" you warn, chris nods

"Just go slow ok?" he asks, you nod in agreement and slowly rub the sore spot on his thigh, you expected him to curse and maybe even grip onto something but, he reacted much differently. he grunted, but not the pain kind, the gratifying kind

"dont stop.. fuck" he muttered under his breath

"Feeling better already?" you ask sarcastically

"much...better" he replied breathily, you couldn't not notice but he was getting hard, you were inches away from his crotch afterall. he looked down when he noticed that you noticed his boner, he quickly put his hands over it and turned out of embarrassment

"s- sorry, i didn't mean to do that" he muttered

"its fine, not the first time that's happened" you reassured, he turned back when you said that though

"Wait really? who?" he asked, you didn't expect him to get possesive about that

"well, half the people that come through here" you reply, chris turned back around

"so.. you don't mind?" he asks

"not at all" you state, you realized you were still on your knees and changed your position

"can i ask you something then?" he questioned

"Sure, what is it?" you reply, you got seated in your chair and chris on the examining bed. a few seconds passed before he spoke again, he twiddled his fingers and took a breathe before asking

"am i.. am i the biggest?" he asked, the question caught you off guard you even choked on your drink

"I'm sorry, the biggest what?" you asked

"am i the biggest bulge you've seen?" he asked, you were thinking of how to professionally answer the question without losing your job

"Well, i can't accurately comment on your.. size, since it's only a bulge" you reply

"want to see it accurately then?" he asked with a smirk, unfortunately while on the clock you have to decline.

"i.. How about we finish helping your thigh, we can continue this conversation another time" you state firmly, Chris sighs in disappointment and stands back up. you go back to rubbing the cold solution on his thigh and him grunting at the feeling, this time you notice a wet spot growing at the height of the bulge and chris was shuddering slightly, you stopped rubbing on the solution and just looked up at chris, his eyes were wide shut like he was concentrating.

"Chris?" you called, you were thinking off a few reasons why he was shuddering and none of them were good.

"Hey.. why'd you stop?" he asked when he opened his eyes to see yours peering back his bulge jumped.

"Chris i can't continue the procedure like this- your sentence was cut off by him pleading

"no no, please don't stop, please" he begged

"i.. okay" you didn't have much to say, so you do as Chris asked and keep rubbing his thigh.

Chris's groaning got harsh and the wet spot only got worse, there was a rule that you were allowed to "take care" of a patient if their erection was in their way, so you did just that.

Chris threw his head back immediately when he felt your cold hands wrap around his thickness

"Fuck.. fu- ng FUCK" he groaned as he painted your face, you didnt expect him to shoot that hard from just rubbing his thigh.

"Sorry I didn't mean to… Cum on you like that" he apologized, you couldn't really respond with how his fluids were all over your face but you waved it off. You did open your mouth to speak but some of the fluids dropping into your mouth stopped from speaking

Chris took notice and smirked. He was getting softer but he was still dripping, you found yourself licking at every drop that would slip down to your lips and you couldn't stop

“Taste good?” chris asked with a smirk, you reluctantly nodded

“Open wide, you get the last drop” he stated, you opened up your mouth and Chris squeezed the last drop of cum out of his cock and it dripped onto your tongue. After you swallowed Chris smirked again

“We should do this more often” he offered

#chris redfield #Redfield #male reader #Chris Redfield x male reader #bad #kinktober

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bolderfunkyman · 1 year

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♡ Yandere Kaveh Part 2 ♡

Okay it has been a while im sorry.. But I am back at it again! And i have part 2 finally done. it's gonna be several parts so there also will come a part 3 and 4. I don't wanna rush it. Link to part one = Part1

its kaveh x reader there are no mentions of genders.

Word count: 1,3K

im also testing a new writing format with a POV please let me know what you think of it!

Content: Lovesick, Obsession, Manipulation, blood, Mindillness, smut, fluff, possesiveness. MINORS DO NOT INTARACT

reminder as to where we lefr: You stayed at the library for way to long and kaveh was worried about you. He couldnt find you. You walked home alone and then you got jumped. Kaveh came to save you. But as suddenly as he was there, as suddenly he dissapeared again.

A playlist to set the mood -Link to playlist-

Kaveh POV:

After he scared off the ermites. He couldn’t help but feel anger about what happened. So instead he followed you home without you knowing. And when he knew you were safely home. He went after the emirates. He couldn’t leave it be. They hurted you. That's not something he can accept. After a while he found them. They were killed. If you saw the scene it would have seemed as if a slaughter had taken place. But it was Kaveh who showed them how angry he actually was with them. He often repeated to them to stay away from his girl. Although she didn’t know yet she was his. He made sure to clean up the scene and made sure no traces were left behind. Kaveh quickly returned home, washed his clothes and went to bed.

Falling asleep thinking of you. Hoping you now saw him as your hero, a knight in shiny armor.

Jump to present day reader pov -

As you woke up from your sleep you noticed that you had a hazy memory of what happened the night before. All you remember is that Kaveh left in a hurry and that you felt like something or someone was watching you walk home. You started your daily morning routine before heading to The Akademiya.

You kinda forgot you normally walk with Kaveh to the Akademiya, So when you heard someone call out your name you didn’t right away think it was him.

“Hey, why are you ignoring me? Did I do something wrong?” Kaveh asked.

Oh no i’m sorry! I kinda had a weird morning. My head was still filled with what happened yesterday’, you told him. “Oh… did they give you nightmares?” he looked at you concerned while saying this.

I guess so? I just have a hazy memory as if it was a fever dream but, it wasn't a dream it was reality, you looked at him while saying this. Do you perhaps know more? I know you were there as well, kaveh.

“All I know is that I saved you from those ermites. And after that I had to hurry to a meeting, they didn’t do anything to you right?” he asked. No, they didn’t do anything. I got home safely. Although I did feel like something was watching me. Maybe it was my mind. Because of what happened. I also really didn't eat anything before bed. Not the smartest choice I made I guess.. You gave him a weak smile.

“Maybe I should take you home? You clearly aren’t feeling well” Kaveh told you.

No no I'm fine really, I take it easy today and after all this I just go home to eat and sleep. That probably will help me feel better.

“Hmm if you say so. I’ll wait for you at our spot to walk you home okay?” he still looked very concerned at you. Yeah that’s fine. I promise I won't forget this time.

Your day just passed by silently and slowly as if time barely moved. But it reached it’s end and you were able to leave the Akademiya. And indeed kaveh was sitting there waiting for you. He also already got you a drink.

“Finally! there you are I got worried” He sounded energetic, like a puppy happy to see you.

Mhm today was quite energy draining if i’m being honest.

“Shall I carry you home then?” He joked. Oh My god have you been hanging out with Cyno a lot or something? Just as bad of a joke.

“But I wasn’t joking I wouldn’t mind carrying you home” And he indeed sounded serious about it.

No, I will be fine walking by myself I believe. “If you say so, I am almost done with this design and then we can have a walk around or I will just take you home?” He said.

“They will be able to get home by herself, Kaveh” A man told him. You turned your head to see who was talking to him.

"Al Haitham? What are you doing here?” He asked the man. He looked pretty annoyed. His eyes almost daggers at this man.

“Maybe you have forgotten kaveh? Do I need to speak it out? Do they already know?” He had a blank stare at kaveh. No emotion it seems. Kind of cold.

Know what? You asked.

“Nevermind It. I’m sorry I have to go. I can’t walk you home today I'm afraid” And so he stood up and followed this man named Al Haitham. You did hear him bickering with this man a lot. You knew he always had something to say about him.. But seeing him argue with him is something else.

You are interested in their relationship. If they are friends or not. But seeing as how tired you felt you decided it was enough for today and go home. Take a snack and then sleep. A good night's rest, it sounded like a dream for you at this moment.

Kaveh POV:

So why exactly did you have to interrupt me? I was having a nice time with them you know” You can clearly hear he was angry.

“I will leave you be more if you actually paid rent you know” Alhaitham still sounded stone cold. “And who are they even anyways?” he added.

They are my friend. And what does it matter to you anyways? it’s not like you ever bothered in someone else’ he said.

"Hm Perhaps. But you are right there is no benefit from knowing who they are. Anyways, I still want the rent. And you need to fix this door. It’s making that noise again.” Al Haitham told him.

I’m an architect. I draw, I don’t fix things like that. So you basically dragged me away for nothing? Kaveh felt he got angry because of this.

“oh well.. that’s a shame” Al Haitham told him while taking a book out to read. “also did you hear about 2 emrites missing?” he asked him.

No, what about it? Of course kaveh knew they were missing. He killed them after all for you.

“Their family is afraid they got killed by someone. And some speculations say they might have just fled to Liyue or something.” He simply answered.

Oh okay. Well I guess I will keep an eye out for them then’ He lied to al haitham.

the following day -

You were just walking around in Sumeru wondering what to do today. It was a nice day, slightly on the hot side so you didn’t feel like doing a lot. You were far lost in your own mind to really notice where exactly you were walking and whatever you might bump into, so you got quite the scare when you bumped into someone.

Ow, I’m sorry I should have looked where I’m Going’ You just said.

“You indeed should look around so you don’t make pitiless mistakes like this.” A stone cold voice you can recognize right away.

Oh Al Haitham, I’m really sorry’ you could feel your eyes heating up out of embarrassment.

“oh you are the friend of kaveh right?” He asked you, sounding a little less.. Cold

Yeah I am hehe’ You felt quite awkward as of now.

So what brings you here? You tried to have a neutral conversation with him.

“Just enjoying the weather, It’s a great day to do absolutely nothing.” He answered simply, “would you like to join me on the walk? I will look out for you so you don’t bulldoze more people” he added.

Ugh how dare he say something like that, it's so insulting, is what was going through your mind, you cannot obviously tell him what you thought.

So instead you took him on the offer and had a little chat with him. He got to know a bit about you. Meanwhile you still didn’t know much about Al Haitham. Other than that he is a scribe at The Akademiya.

And today again you felt like someone was staring at you, following you around. You couldn’t place where it came from or why you felt like it.

But you could notice Al Haitham also felt like someone was watching the 2 of you.

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tielmamon · 9 months

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Burn, Bonnet Burn (TWN x OFMD AU)

At a tavern near the sea, Jaskier drops his tired self onto a bar stool after finishing his last set. His voice still hurts from belting his heart and anger out when a drunk group of maidens requested he sing 'Burn, Butcher Burn'.

He hoped and prayed he was too far from the main land that the wretched song hadn't found itsway to Skelligan shores. Apparently not far enough.

"Ale and the dinner I was promised, please. Thanks." A second later, he was given a tankard of ale and a bowl of...he's not entirely sure but he assumes it's food

"Good song." Jaskier suppresses a flinch. All he wanted was a nice quiet dinner after that particularly heartwrenching performance. In the middle of his set, he had spotted a burly man, hair so blonde you'd mistake it for white pass by the stage. He knew it wasn't him. He was probably on the other side of the continent, as far away from Jaskier as he could get. Still, his heart never calmed as he finished the rest of his set. No one had a problem with how he was practically sobbing minus the tears by the end of the song. Instead, they relished in it, ate it up like they were watching a pig be slautered for a feast. The applause was louder than usual, his coin purse significantly heavier. It was his best performance yet.

He never wanted to play like that ever again.

"Thank you" He forces a smile and turns to face the stranger, and normally Jaskier isnt one to judge a person's character at first glance, but lets just say the stranger was, infact rather strange.

An older man with wild grey hair to his shoulders, decked in full leather and buckles and, most curious of all...black messy soot around his chin, mouth and eyes. Eyes that stare back at him with a deep sadness he knew all too well. The black and broody nature of it all was too...familiar, too close to home. He could only nod and turn back to his ale, resisting the urge to touch the ache in his chest.

"You seem to know your way around heartbreak well. Someone ripped your heart our recently?" The stranger suprisingly placed a hand on his back as Jaskier promptly inhaled half of his ale into his nose. Despite the embarrassing display, the stranger did not laugh at his expense. Only a stoic, concerned expresssion on his face that just pissed Jaskier off even more.

"And who the fuck are you exactly, my good sir?" He grits through his teeth, wondering just who the fuck posseses the audacity to-

"Blackbeard. Pleased to meet you." -to b-be...the deadliest and most wanted pirate of the seven seas. Oh fuck. He promptly chokes once again, this time on his own spit.

"He-Hello, hi. Gods, really?" The stranger- the infamous Blackbeard offers a small smile and helps him through another coughing fit.

"Easy. Eat your, whatever the fuck that is. I just... wanted to talk." He takes a bite, awkardly. The stew was still a mystery, but thankfully pleasant enough to choke down. An almost shy tension forms between them, which baffled Jaskier. Blackbeard is sitting next to him, very much lacking a beard, covered in soot and looking like he's about to cry into his tankard. And he waits to talk. To...Jaskier?

"What- um, what did you want to talk about?" The older man looks down at his hands. A strange sight, seeing someone so feared look so scared. Then again, Jaskier knew first hand how big hulking figures with bigger reputations have something to hide.

"Your song..." Blackbeard looks at him with determination and a horrifying thought forms in his head. Has the pirate come for Jaskier for information on Geralt and Ciri too? Will he be tied to a chair and beaten once more? Will he be drowned instead of burned this time around?

"What about it?"

"You...why do you write songs like that?" Ed watches the bard blink slowly, practically see the sentences forming in the man's head before he speaks with a sigh.

"Well, when someone as dramatic as myself gets their heart stomped on and ripped to pieces, one tends to seek an outlet for all that frustration and sadness. Writing a heated song about them and burning helps."

"Helps...Does the pain go away? After you sing it?" The pirate fiddles with the handle of his tankard, brows furrowed. Jaskier has the strangest urge to hold the man's hand to sooth him.

"In a way. It turns the sadness into something else for a bit, something more...approachable? Something to hold, to throw, to punch..."

"To burn?" The two share a look before Jaskier chuckles into his mead, nodding.

"Yes. That too." His eyes watch the crowd of strangers in the tavern and spots the blond haired man from before. His features too soft, height too tall. Its not him but it makes his blood boil and heart ache all the same.

"The pain doesn't go away. It just gives you an opportunity to hit back, in a way." Jaskier watches the gears turn in the pirates brain, slowly digesting his words. Silence follows, or atleast the suggestion of it as they sit in a crowded tavern next to an angry ocean. A few more minutes pass and just when Jaskier rises to leave-

"Could you help me write one too?" Ed turns to the bard and pleads. Blackbeard the Pirate wouldn't be caught dead in such a state. Edward Teach, however was desperate. Edward was tired of the pain, the confusion. He needed relief from it, even just for a second. Killing didn't help. Stealing only reminded him more of Bonnet. He was out of options. The only semblace of ease he had felt was when he attempted to write about it, strangely enough.

"You want me...to help you write a song? About heartbreak?" Blackbeard nods solemly, completely fucking serious. Jaskeir being a sucker for a good story and, admitted a chance to help and feel needed replies.

"Fuck it, why not?" Let it be known that Jaskier had a type.

#geraskier #the witcher #jaskier #our flag means death #ofmd #blackbonnet #blackbeard #edward teach #burn butcher burn #they help eachother heal i think #new besties?#jaskier has a type #fanfic

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OC questions for Lucy

1. How easy is it to make them angry? Do they show their anger or hide it?

Lucy gets very easily angry which is why they disociate so often. They cry when they're angry and raise their voice, but they would never hurt someone else while in that state. That's partly why they don't like Satan since he keeps asking them to take out their anger with force and they don't want to make that a habit.

2. Do they believe in soulmates?

The idea of soulmates never interested Lucy. It's mostly because nobody showed interest in them and they only really cared about Minhyeok. It just seemed forced. Not even now would Lucy describe their relationship with Gamigin as being soulmates.

3. Do they have any pet peeves?

Smokers. Lucy loathes smokers, especially the vapping kind. The smell is disgusting, the smoke goes everywhere and there's just so many of them! Lucy just dislikes smokers on principle and would rather choke than be close to one.

4. Do they have a happy place? Somewhere they go to in their heads when they need to relax?

When Lucy is stressed they disociate and there's two things they tend to imagine. One is getting absolutely railled and the other is petting pokémon and making up strategies to beat different targets.

While Samael and Nina were having a messy breakup, Lucy was thinking about the best teratype for an offensive Primarina set.

5. At what stage of their life were they the happiest?

Right now, with Gamigin in Hell. This is the first time they felt seen and where they're serounded by a support system other than their brother. Just being with Gamigin makes them happier than they've ever been.

6. At what stage of their life were they the least happy?

After their parents' death. Lucy had to deal with the death of their parents, moving into a new household, going to a new school and starting 5th grade in a one week period. They can barely remember what happened since they burried those memories deep in their subconcious.

7. At a bar are they more likely to buy someone a drink or have someone buy them a drink?

In the human world they wouldn't go to a bar even if you payed them.

In Hell, they kind of had to on multiple occassions. Every devil tries to buy them alcohol which Lucy refuses politely at first. After the 4th time they had to explain that they don't drink alcohol, they just smashed the glass into the devil's face.

At most they would buy Gamigin a Fanta or something.

8. Have they ever broken any bones? If yes, how?

Lucy broke their arm once because they fell from a tree. They were climbing it to steal some cherries from their neighbour, but when they spotted him they got scared and tried to get down, but they feel and broke an arm.

9. Do they have any memories/experiences they would rather forget?

Their 18th birthday. Not only were they attacked by an angel, marked for sacrifice and saw their brother and only support system die in front of their eyes, but just a few hours before this Minhyeok got very angry at them and told them what a filthy burden they are. Happy birthday I guess

10. What is their favorite memory from their childhood?

Lucy can't remember a lot of what happened in their childhood, but they think they once played pokemon showdown with a friend. Minhyeok knows that it was one of their imaginary friends, but he doesn't want to break it to them.

11. Do they have a "type" that they are usually attracted to?

Pletoşi. Men with long hair which hold a possition of power over them, yet still treat them nicely. So, basicly Asmodeus.

Minhyeok used to have long hair, but when he cut it short to try and look less attractive to Lucy. It worked, but they still love him too much.

12. Do they have any favorite possesions?

Mammon. He gives them money and great hugs and he's not jealous about them dating Gamigin. What more can you ask for?

Him and the Popplio plushie they got when they were 12 for their birthday.

13. Do they have any tattoos? If no, would they ever consider getting one?

Lucy is scared of pain, and they've heard that tattoos hurt a lot and are quite dangerous. But now that they have the whole of Paradise Lost at their back and call, they are considering getting a tattoo of Eevee on their sholder and a matching Toothless tattoo with Gamigin.

14. Do they have any piercings? If no, would they ever consider getting one?

Their ears are pierced with the usual one pierce per ear type. The same problem with tattoos, but they would like to get their ears pierced more.

15. What is their dream house like?

Gamigin's little cottage. It's so small and cozy and quiet. It's in the heart of the forest and Gamigin is there. Plus, Paradise Lost is the safest country in Hell, so they can just live there peacefully with Gamigin.

16. What is something about them that people wouldn't expect just by looking at them?

They're a Lucifer worshiper. The small cross necklace wround their neck and the wet cat vibe they give off at first really don't scream hardcore Lucifer worshiper. The Fallen Angel portrait at the head of their and Minhyeok's bed might give it away, but the shrine they have for their deity is hidden in the attic.

17. How good are they at choosing gifts for others?

Really great. Lucy is a borderline stalker of the people they like, remembering every passing comment someone makes and bringing them what they want. That's why Bimet loves them, they're a marketing algorithm that people can't block with an ad block.

18. Do they have a certain skill that they're particularly proud of?

Pokémon battling. They're very proud of their skills and they would not hesitate to brag when the oportunity shows itself.

19. How would a stranger they just met describe them?

In the human world, a timid weird kid trying very hard to be a lawyer.

In hell, Solomon's kid that's really into dragons

20. How would a close friend they've known for a long time describe them?

Minhyeok would describe them as wasted potential. Inteligent and funny but broken beyond saving. He sees them as the burden he has to carry around since he could never forgive himself from breaking off contact with them.

#anyone interested in Minhyeok/Lucy angst?#no? just me?#ok...#whb lucy #lucy dulap #whb #whb minhyeok #whb gamigin

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the-lark-ascending69 · 2 months

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i’m begging please make the flayed robin a fic it would be so good

Hii anon I'd love to!! However I am unable to write fanfic in this moment of my life. Ever since 2022 my life can only be summarized in college stuff, college stuff, a little bit of work and more college stuff. I am falling behind on my reading schedule as we speak lol 🙃 i expect to be free to write some time after... 2028, maybe (big maybe). I CAN draw though, which is not such a long-term compromise. Maybe I'll manage to draw something one of these days.

For the time being I would like to redirect you to two GREAT flayed!Robin fanfics that I adore, the devil's after both of us by @eskawrites and We're Going to End You by UnholyHelbig. Both featuring ronance. These are the only ones I know. Sadly, looking up "flayed Robin" on ao3 hasn't turned out to be a very fruitful search, but that doesn't mean there aren't more out there! I'll have to keep searching. If anyone reading this knows of more flayed!Robin fanfics please lmk!! Of course there's also @snowangeldotmp3 's rebel robin: surviving the upside down AU, which I'm still trying to catch up with, but it sounds like they're working on some cool flayed!Robin stuff!

While I can't give you a fanfic I CAN share with you some flayed!Robin ideas I have:

Vecna/the Mind Flayer is incredibly subtle this time, choosing to corrupt Robin rather than completely taking over her body and replacing her. He preys on her darkest thoughts, which are generally, jealousy, resentment, shame, self-deprecation hopelessness and loneliness. They both open the door for him, and act as weapons he uses to slowly torture her and turn her against her loved ones.

It begins with Robin feeling irritable, out of place, especially with Steve. Steve suddenly stops feeling like home and more like someone she shares a loving bond with but who can never really understand her, because he's a heterosexual man, because he has money, because he's high on the social pyramid and she spent her whole teenage years fighting to not fall to the bottom, because he can allow himself liberties not permitted to her. She begins to resent him. When she begins to isolate herself from him, it becomes incredibly easy for Vecna to make her spiral further and further down.

Almost nothing Robin says while possessed is 100% untrue. It tends to come from something she really feels. In normal circumstances, Robin would feel a bit sad knowing Steve can never fully understand her experience. Flayed!Robin resents him over it and wants to hurt him. But the pain is there. There ARE exceptions though, and they're interesting because the others are so used to hearing her say evil half-truths that when she says something so horriffic the real Robin couldn't possibly believe it, they think she means it deep down.

Flayed!Robin isn't physically violent - another reflection of the real Robin's nature. He uses her silver tongue to attack the others.

There's a lot of confusion from the rest of the group, even once they figure out she IS possesed, because its like she keeps coming back before being pulled under again. One moment she's acting normal and the next she's telling Nancy she always ruins everything. It's hard to tell what is true and what is a lie

Flayed!Robin targets Nancy specifically, not because it's particularly useful to Vecna - I mean, it is, but there's more to that - it comes from Robin's shameful love for Nancy, the source of so much pain. Flayed!Robin takes her anger out on her.

Flayed!Robin particularly enjoys making Nancy cry. Her favorite method is reminding her of Barb, blaming her for everything that goes wrong and telling her everyone would be better of if she were dead. Otherwise, she'll get them all killed until she's the last one standing. At the beginning though, she's just mean. She acts irritable and angry and rolls her eyes at her and doesn't take her seriously and casually insults her intelligence. She does it sparingly enough that Nancy actually wonders if she heard that right, if Robin is being serious, if it's just an instance of her "not understanding social cues" or if she really thinks she's "losing her spark" or "keeps talking nonsense lately", or whatever Vecna makes her say. This is one of the cases in which Robin doesn't mean what she says in the slightest.

Another way in which flayed Robin likes to taunt Nancy is by publicly accusing her of homosexuality. Everyone awkwardly ignores that most of the time (though sometimes Hopper sideyes her, Joyce closes her eyes and inhales deeply, and Mike snaps and loudly declares his sister isn't gay), and they ignore Nancy's sharp breath and tight fists when Robin says anything on the matter ("Aaw, Wheeler, are you in love with me? You know, I did take you for a queer but I didn't think you'd be after me. Thought you were still hung up on that Barb girl").

At the beginning of Robin's possesion, Nancy was incredibly kind to her, saying sweet, loving things to her even if unsure if she could hear her or not. She promised she would take care of her and that she'll be okay. Robin would usually roll her eyes and tell her, voice full of scorn, that if Nanch Wheeler is promising to "take care of her" then her odds aren't very promising. It hurts Nancy so much to hear that. She thinks there's a little bit of the real Robin behind those words.

Nancy becomes exhausted after some time. Exhausted and angry. She convinces herself it's only Vecna in there, and she refuses to offer him any kindness. He will pay for what he did to the girl she loved.

When they get her and tie her up so they can think of a plan, they leave her alone for a moment, and for the first time, Vecna retreats entirely, to let her fully feel the bite of ropes around her wrists, keeping her immobilized, tied to the chair. He wants her to fully feel the terror of her trauma without any numbing effect. Bonus points if she's not fully alone - Nancy is keeping watch, and Robin is scared and confused as to why she looks at her with such cold eyes, why she won't help her, why she won't comfort her when she sees her panicking and crying and begging. It's the worst torture so far, and when Nancy steps forward, and looks at her with so much hate, and says "Shut. Up", Robin feels her heart break all over again (Nancy had told her she loved her once and she never knew what she meant by that. She supposes the love is gone now). She has no idea Vecna has played with Nancy in this way a million times before.

Whenever they drug her to keep her unconcious, Nancy gives her as much physical affection as she can - stroking her cheek, brushing her hair, cuddling her. She wonders if, in this way, Robin will feel something Vecna doesn't.

When she comes back, Robin remembers everything she said while possessed and won't stop apologizing, refusing any comfort Nancy tries to offer her because she thinks she doesn't deserve it, but Nancy won't hear any of that. She stays by Robin's side no matter what, even if it means skipping school or not sleeping. The girl she loves is back and she's not wasting a single second more away from her.

#ronance #flayed robin #will try to make a flayed robin tag #because people seem to like this concept

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tower-girl-anon · 1 year

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hey I hope all is well!! 😚 what do you think about Scorpio moon and libra Mars and a composite chart, as well as Leo Venus Sextile libra mars in the composite chart

Thank you so much for the sweet message!! It's been a wild and uncomfortable period for me and many people, but thank God that things seems to be getting back to normal.

Things that I think about these composite aspects:

Scorpio Moon in composite

There is a deep and transformative connection between the two of you. Full of emotion, passion, intimacy, and sexual chemistry, this placement indicates a connection that will allow you to deep into each others emotions. To melt and transform due to the natural energy of Scorpio, ruled by Pluto, to change things in a profound way. Be carefull with possesiveness and jealousy though', but, overall, this placement speaks of an intense emotional connection that, for good or bad, will change you forever.

Libra Mars in composite

I am familiar with this aspect and one of the mayor themes that this aspect can suggest in a composite chart is the drive and energy of keeping this relationship harmonious. Libra Mars crave for justice, fairness, and balance among everything else, that's why it is possible that both of you put energy in trying to mantain things balanced. Unfairness or not putting enough effort could be a theme of fight since this is one of the things that triggers Mars anger.

Leo Venus sextile Libra Mars in composite

There is a natural interaction between the masculine and femenine energy within this connection. With the Leo Venus and Libra Mars in sextile, an easy exchange of the mutual affection, pride, and fun with the mutual energy of keeping things balanced is indicated. You both let a space for fun, flirt, and romance along with the need of supporting each other with a mutual effort when things get rough.

Hope you have a nice and fulfilling day.

Tower Girl Anon

#composite astrology #composite chart #composite #astro community #composite aspects #moon in scorpio #scorpio moon #mars in libra #libra mars #leo venus #venus in leo #venus sextile mars

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streets-in-paradise · 2 years

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Mutual Promise,Cursed Prophecy - Platonical Corey Cunningham x Sister!Reader/ Platonical (menthor-like)Laurie Strode x Cunningham!Reader

This fic contains SPOILERS of Halloween Ends

Masterlist

Word Count 3K

Characters: Corey Cunningham, Cunningham!Reader (Sister), Laurie Strode. Michael Myers (mentioned), Allyson Nelson (mentioned).

Warnings: Codependent siblings, narcissistic mother jealous of her daughter and possesive of her son.

Summary: Haddonfield’s most long lasting myth became an unstoppable source of suffering for your brother since he had become the town’s new boogeyman and you have been there for him from the beginning. However, the chain of events unleashed sets upon you both the paths to play the roles it demands of you. As he secretly bonds with Michael Myers and you grow close to Laurie Strode, finding in her the kindness that your own mother has always denied you, the strength of your mutual devotion threatens with turning into an incarnation of the greek tragedy of sibling obsession built by the town around them.

Notes: I have only seen the movie once when i got this idea and began to write it. I haven’t rewatched it yet, so I apologise in case I may have forgot some details.

Tags: @reborn-ghost @heydemonsitsyaboilucien @rebelliousstories @starst0n8 @w3irdn355

Nothing was the same since that Halloween night, but you would always do your best for Corey. As his sister and main source of support things were not always easy, but you wanted to make sure your brother would feel loved by at least one person in the whole town. It could be said that, over the course of the last few years, you were neglecting yourself more than usual to look after him because you knew nobody else would. Not for real, at least, since what your mother always did wasn't caring.

In your house you were the public enemy number one simply because you would often confront her when Corey wouldn't. You were his protector, his voice and the scapegoat whenever your mother needed someone to blame. It was insane to think about it, but she was jealous of your closeness and the possessiveness she had over him would often make her seek to compete with you for Corey's love and attention. In any given fight between you she would never miss the chance to attempt manipulating him against you. However, you weren't proclive to serious arguments because you were everything to each other. Fighting, staying separated from each other for too long due to anger, would make you feel like two lonely orphans.

You were each other's sibling, friend and parent. It was the two of you against the world, a figurative phrase that became literal when Haddonfield turned against him. Life was harder than ever, but fate wanted you to encounter through that another small family of two persons broken by trauma. Despite you pretty much adored Allyson ríght away, happy that a nice girl like her was dating your brother, you developed a strong connection with her grandmother. You would never confess to Laurie that some admiration could have been the factor to blame at first because it would make things awkward, but it definítely grew beyond that. You began to show up at her doorstep for no reason and would stay for hours with her, even if it was just to keep an eye on the oven while watching tv alone during one of her writing sessions. You weren't sure of what was wrong with you, but she never complained, perhaps because she guessed it.

After her visit to your house when she met your mother there were no doubts about your strange behavior. You simply wanted to stay where you were treated with kindness and you clinged to her as some young tag along because she was giving you the support you would never find in your mother. Laurie was kind enough to never point out her findings directly to you and she would simply encourage the little glimpses of self improvement that her presence in your life caused. It was precisely what she initially wanted to achieve with your brother, but Corey had no intentions of accepting her help like you were doing.

What seemed like an initial improvement at the start of the relationship with Allyson began to twist into something worse and, for reasons that you couldn't understand, Corey was becoming unrecognizable. Your dear brother was avoiding you like the plague, his sweetness was fading and everytime you would try to talk about it you would become the enemy.

It was breaking your heart, you were devastated because your brother was your life and he was making you feel like he didn't want you in his anymore. Your mother, on her part, was constantly oscillating without control in between blaming you and celebrating your downfall. Once more, Laurie was the only one you could vent your sorrow out with because nobody else cared for any of you. Although that wasn’t entirely true, because there was also Allyson, you simply couldn’t go to her because Corey would feel it like a betrayal.

“ What did I do wrong? I’m losing him to something and I don’t know what it is. Do you think he may be doing drugs? I don’t want to dig into his room to find out because mom used to do that to us all the time while growing up, still does if you are not careful enough, and I don’t want to be like her.”

For an instant you got caught in your own words and did a brief pause, horrified.

“ … Laurie, Am I turning like her?”

The mere mention of that seemed impossible to her, who had to restrain her reaction to not throw a skeptical chuckle.

“ You are nothing like that woman.” She quickly corrected you. “ You have done everything in your power to help Corey, the devotion you have for him is something I have never seen before. No matter what she says, what’s wrong with him is not your fault.”

“ … This shitty town is driving him crazy and maybe I am not good enough to help him, I can’t help thinking I am not doing enough.” You continued, as hard as it was for you to admit a failure. “ He acts like I am up to get him and I don’t know what to do. He hurts me, a stab in the chest would hurt less than the ice cold stares he has been giving me. When I look into his eyes I don’t find love anymore. Even at the darkest times, I always used to, but now it’s like he is…”

“ Empty.” Laurie interrupted, concluding for you. “ No conscience, no feelings. It’s like he is not there anymore, not at least as the boy you grew up with.”

Desperate sobbing forced you to stop, feeling like you couldn’t release one more word because all you wanted was to cry.

“ Your brother is going on a dark path, one from which you can’t save him. With every little bit you get better, he gets worse. Being honest, drugs are the least of my concerns regarding him. You may know what I think, that’s why I am glad that you came to me first.”

One inquisitive look directed towards her made Laurie aware that, suspects aside, she would have to be clear with you before you could get in danger.

“ If you can’t save your brother, you will need to protect yourself from him.”

Wishing you could just ignore that grim advice, you opted to keep trying to reach Corey. Laurie had good intentions, but she spoke as if she feared she would have to get you ready for a battle against your own brother. It was true that you saw him arriving home late, made a mess and covered in blood, but you would never imagine you could reach a point where you would have to fear for your life living with him. It was out of the question: he could never possibly hurt you, no matter what was wrong with him. His crisis triggered bad memories and Laurie was probably haunted by the ghost of Judith Myers, over worrying for you because the erratic behavior of your brother that you described was fitting some cards in her Michael Myers bingo.

Your opportunity presented itself at one time in which context forced Corey to arrive early. The working day was over, but he wasn’t going out with his girlfriend because she was going to see other people that night and that seemed to upset him. However, he couldn’t flee somewhere else to do god knows what because he was supposed to take you back home from her house. At your arrival your mother didn’t hesitate in making all sorts of cruel comments regarding her, testing waters to see if she could manipulate him into dumping her, but you stood up in her and his defense. With her that was the equivalent of being a front line soldier and giving one step in front to get massacred, but you were used to facing her cruelty. You gestured the indication for him to escape and did the same after hearing her claiming that you were a burden that would remain forever in her house because no one would ever want you, implying that Corey had to be protected from dissapointment because he was at risk of finding the kind of love you would never get.

Unlike other days, where it was becoming routine that he would lock himself in his room and hide from you, he invited you to come into his hiding place. Even though he had a lot to hide, he didn't find the strength to reject you.

“ I hope you remember she is wrong.” He sweetly commented, sitting on his bed and inviting you to cling next to him. “ I think pretty much the other way around: no one in this town deserves you. You are welcoming and kind, you have the mercy none of them cares to have.”

You smiled, then accommodated yourself next to him and caressed his hair, noticing a new bruise in the process.

“ Can I check that out later? I am not certified like your girlfriend, but I once was your first nurse.”

There was no answer, but you didn’t give up.

“ We need to get you new glasses, wizard boy.” You sweetly joked, reminding him of the times where you would tell him that he looked like Harry Potter. “ Don’t worry, we will escape this soon. Laurie is going to help me find a new job and I’m going to save some money so we can get the hell away from here.”

The casual mention of the woman brought some of the cold bitterness out of sudden.

“ Maybe I should leave town with Allyson so you can move in with Laurie. Isn’t that what you want, sis? To play family with your new heroine? “

At that point you were incredibly confused.

“ Corey, you introduced us. Why does it bother you so much that I spend time with Laurie? She likes to have me around the house, I have nothing to do because I couldn’t find a job yet and you know I can’t stay here all day. I go with her to escape mom.”

“ She wants to get from you what she can't get from her granddaughter, but you are too naive to see it. Laurie Strode wants to turn you against me just like our mother tried to do with me all our lives. Since she can’t take Allyson away from me, she is taking you.”

Incapable of believing what you were hearing from him, you grabbed his face with both hands forcing him to look at you. For a moment, you could swear you saw a glimpse of the old shine.

“ No one will ever take me away from you, never.”

It was the first time in days that your brother smiled for you, what felt like seeing the sun after a cloudy week. You couldn’t possibly know what was going on inside his mind, but your words were very clear to him and he took those as a mutual promise of strong commitment. You were the best thing happening in his life apart from his girlfriend and the only one who has always been there for him. In your eyes he has always found love and acceptance, your reassurance made him feel sure that nothing would ever change that. He hoped that you would understand him if he would confess himself to you someday and the torture of having to push you aside so you wouldn’t discover his dark side would be over. The old man, the killer of his own sister, would not approve of it. Corey didn’t mind: If you could only know that he was strong enough to protect you from the world, that not even Michael Myers would hurt you because he wouldn’t allow it.

He was your brother and he would never allow anyone to steal you away from him. There would be a time for you to become aware of everything, but right there he just wanted your comfort.

“ (y/n)... Can we just fool around like we used to? ”

Self expression, you had your shared techniques to have a good time behind your mother’s back whenever any of you needed cheering up. At one given time, back when he was freshly released and starting to deal with Haddonfield’s hate, you helped him vent some rage out just by sharing the greatest hits playlist of the less threatening sounding band in your Spotify preferences. You listened to the same stuff from your phones using your headphones in some parody of what a silent party should be, but it was amazing.

“ Are we gonna lip sync to Queen like fools again? Yes, please! I could use that.” You cheered as if you were having a triumph against the invisible force taking over your brother. “ I miss it, I miss you…. just let me find my headphones.”

“ Forget that, I don’t care. She can choke in her spite and die because I will always choose you over her.”

The sentence was not like the kind of jokes he would usually make, but you allowed yourself to enjoy it a bit.

“ Oh my god, you are a free man.” You sweetly teased him in between chuckles before getting serious again. ” I love you, Corey.”

The first yells coming from the outside began to reach your ears when you both sang the ‘ I don’t wanna die, sometimes I wish I'd never been born at all’ way too heartfully and strong during Bohemian Rhapsody. Corey simply locked the door with the key, inviting you to ignore her, and by the moment you were making fun of yourself mimicking the choirs she was just background noise that didn’t matter. ‘I want to break free’ hitted a bit stronger than before, maybe because then he was in love, he was just being an adorkable fool probably thinking of running away with Allyson to the moon.

You made an effort to hush intrusive thoughts about what would be of you without him and tried to just enjoy the moment. The silly rebellion was total when you began to make percussion for ‘We Will Rock You’ and it must have made him over the top excited, because he got the lyrics wrong at one point of the song. In the third set of verses before the final chorus he said ‘blood’ instead of ‘mud’, an understandable spontaneous confusion that made you giggle because why would the old poor man be bloody? You got your brother back for a while and it felt wonderful.

Just as you craved for, you got enough circumstantial cheer to convince yourself that Laurie’s worst fears couldn’t be true. Corey wasn’t at his best, but he wasn’t in some not turning back path espiralating into madness. A traumatized young man that the town was using as scapegoat, sure, but not the first thirty minutes of some true crime documentary. Your momentary relief was such that the talk about it wouldn’t delay much in happening. At least you tried, until you couldn’t help smiling when Queen played at the radio in the supermarket during a shopping trip you accompanied her in.

“ Look at that, you are all smiles! Is that a crush, do you have a crush?” Laurie asked you in a complicity that felt like encouragement.” You just have to tell me and I will do my thing, it has worked before.”

Forgetting that she lacked context, you showed some amused repulsion.

“Gross! Why do people think that someone smiling for no reason has to mean romance? I’m thinking of my brother. He was really there with me yesterday, we haven’t fought. I’m in my happy place: he doesn’t hate me, life feels good again.”

The emotional dependency you had on him was worse than what she thought, it was heartbreaking to hear you so lightly admit that you were convinced of being nothing without him.

“ Have you ever got anything of your own? Friends, dates, a hobby or just some freaking time for yourself? What about your old job? “

Only then you realized that you have never spoken of that with her before.

“I was doing well as a babysitter. It was my thing at first, then I encouraged Corey to have it as well and I will regret it for the rest of my life because I brought that on him.” You admitted as if you would be confessing a crime. “ Mom switched the discourse as soon as everything crashed. At first she wanted me to drop it and leave it all to him because he was obviously going to do better than me, afterwards she began to say I did it on purpose to ruin my brother’s life.”

The incredible amount of guilt you had attached to the last time you tried something for yourself moved her, but it didn’t calm Laurie’s instincts. Corey was developing too many similarities with Michael for her to just let it go, but perhaps you had more with her than what she would admit and that was contributing to her fondness of you. For how many years has the fear of him stopped her from getting a life of her own? She was as dependent on her hate for Michael as you were of your brother’s love.

Her stomach churned remembering the retellings of her story circulating the fake rumor claiming she was Myers by birth. His sister, his obsession, or at least that was what the town invented and wanted once to believe. Could it become real to you? Would your brother turn against you once discovered, eager to fulfill Haddonfield’s cursed prophecy?

“ Were you afraid of babysitting on Halloween that year?” She suddenly asked you. “ … of turning out like me?”

The question wasn’t necessarily odd, but you didn't want her to take any blame for what you just told her.

“ You are a badass. If I had just one bit of your courage… ”

She sensed a bit of naivety and, at that moment, all she could think about was how she wanted to protect you like no one else protected her when she was young.

“ Do you want to feel badass? Say no more, shooting lessons.”

#halloween ends #corey cunningham #laurie strode #rohan campbell #jamie lee curtis #corey cunningham x reader #laurie strode x reader #platonic #halloween ends spoilers #halloween spoilers #corey cunningham x sister reader #menthor laurie strode x protegee reader

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weenis-world · 1 year

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Hank x Fem!Reader angst to fluff?

Plot: Hank's S/O is possesed by The Auditor. He manages to snap S/O but she's unconcious. After she recovers, they have a nice cuddling session.

Have a great day!

WOOOOOO FIRST REQUEST LETS GOOOO

Sorry Its A Little Late Lol School Ya know

It Was Just Like Any Other Misson, Well It Was Supposed To Be Atleast. Hank And His S/o Raiding a Seemingly Abandoned Building For Weapons And Other Resources. Doc Had Said The Tip They Had Got For It Was A Little Strange But Hank Thought It Was Nothing You Two Couldnt Handle. But He Was Wrong. The Both Of You Stood Surounded By Mags. You Both Were Injured, Unable To Fight Any Longer You Both Surrendered, And Thats When The Sea Of Mags Parted To Reveal The Firery Leader Of The AAHW. Hank Wrapped His Arms Around You, Trying To Do Anything To Keep The Light Of His Life Safe. ''Hello Hank And...Friends?" Hank Did Not Respond. The Auditor Took Notice Of How Hank Protectively Wrapped His Arms Around The Other Grunt And A New Plan Formed In His Mind. "Seems Youve Found Yourself A Lover, Dont Mind If I Do." He Rips The Grunt Out Of Hanks Arms While They Desprately Hung Onto Eachother. "Let Go Of Her!" Hank Yelled Up To The Auditor. "What are You Going To Do Hank, Fight Me?" He Let Out A Particularly Vicious Laugh And With His Army Of Mags Set Off To Complete The Auditor's New Plan. Back At The Base Hank, After Being Pached Up, Paced Around In Docs Makeshift Infirmary. Hank Lifted His Hands And Began To Sign. "We Need To Go Get Her." "Hank I Understand You Fear For S/o Saftey But We Do Not Have The Supplies To Do A Rescue Mission Right Now And Thats Final" "Fine, i'll Do It Myself." "Did You Not Hear What I Just Said? None Of Us Are-" The Door To The Infirmary Burst Open, The Culprits? Sanford And Deimos "Hey Guys, Your Gonna Wanna See This." The Four Men Rushed Out Of The Office To See S/o Sitting On The Lumpy Uncomfortable Couch Watching Whatever Trash Tv Was On. Hank Grabbed Her And Held Her Close. The Fear And Anger Brewing In His Depths Was Completly Replaced By Relief. But She Seemed Off. "Hank, Not right Now Please, I Have Something I Need To Tell Everyone" They All Surounded Her Expected To Hear How She Managed To Escape. "Guys! I Found A Place Full Of Resources And Weapons!" "S/o Is That All?" "Yeah Your Not Gonna Tell Us How You Escaped?" She Went Stiff "Err Well, Thats Not Important Right Now. Lets Just Go Get The Truck And Go To The Place To Grab The Stuff, I'll Tell You Guys About It Later." They All Looked Confused, Why Was She So Adament About Going To That Weird Place? "Sure S/o Go Get The Truck" Sanford Threw Her The Keys. When She Left They All Turned To Talk. "Whats Going On?" "Yeah She Acting Weird, Usually She Would Be Joking Around And Braging About How She Managed To Escape" Hank Began To Sign But Was Cut Off By His S/o Barging In "You Guys Ready to Go?" "Im Going To Stay Here I Have Work I Need To-" "Nuhuh Doc Your Coming To We Need All Hands On Deck, Cmon" "Now Wait A Second We Need To Make Sure Its Safe." "I know Its Safe!" "Yeah Cmon You Just Got Home Dontcha Wanna Yaknow Relax." "No! We Are Not Relaxing We Are Going Now! All Of Us, Right Now!" They All Looked At Her Shocked At Her Strange Outburst. "S/o Your Starting To Concern Us, Were Not Going Until I Can Give You A Checkup." "You Know What, Fine. I Wanted to Do This The Easy Way But, SInce Im Already Here Ill Just Take You By Force." She Raised Her Arm And Her Possesion Became Obvious By The Way Her Eyes Glowed. A Black Flame Raised From Her Hand But Before ANything Could Happen Hank Took A Jar And Trapped It. The Moment He Closed The Lid His Lover Fell To The Ground, Unconsious. Everbody Stood In Shock Until Hank Put The Jar On The Counter And Grabbed His Lover, Taking Her Back Into Thier Shared Room And Placing Her Gently On The Bed. He Was Going To Go Back To Talk With The Others About What In The World Just Happened When He Looked Back Towards S/o. Her Soft Hair Splaying Out On The Pillow While She Snuggled Up Under The Covers. He Couldnt Help Himself, He Was Just So Worried About Her. Hopping Into Bed And Holding Her Close. He Could Feel Her Soft Warm Breath Against His Skin And He Decided That He Would Never Let The Events Of Today Happen Again, He Will Do Whatever It Takes To Make Sure That She Is Safe.

Ahh Im Not To Proud Of This But I Hit The Text Block :/ This Was A Fun Promt Though I Really Enjoyed This!

#hank j wimbleton #hank j wimbleton x reader #madness combat #madness combat hank #madness combat x reader

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celestemagnoliathewriter · 2 years

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How's more possesive or get jealous easy?

He would deny it tooth and nail, but it's Remus, every time.

Remus is an insecure man. It makes sense why. He's a werewolf, an outcast, shunned by society - and I don't think he's the best looking dude in the world. He's not handsome like Sirius, for example.

We know, canonically, Remus does get jealous when Tonks says "he's still handsome, even after all these years," referring to Sirius. At this point Remus has no idea that Tonks is into him, and he's already jealous.

Of course, he fights against his feelings and runs away, partly to protect Tonks, but also to protect himself. It's cowardly, yes, but I see him running away to give Tonks a chance to be with someone else. He's sparing himself from the pain of watching her fall in love with someone else (again, pulled from the article above). He can and does get jealous, and while I like playing with the idea that he gets possessive around the full moon, it's fanon.

The reality is, Remus Lupin is a bitter man who has been denied happiness, either by himself or by society (usually a combination of both) and he's coped by running away or swallowing his anger and jealousy. He's insecure and it comes out like this.

I also think Tonks can be jealous, like any other human being, but she's a lot more secure in herself, so she's got nothing on Remus.

Long OTP ask list

#remadora #nymphadora tonks #remus lupin #remus x tonks #remus x nymphadora #tonks x lupin #lupin x tonks #ronks #pro nymphadora tonks #pro remus lupin #pro remadora #tonks

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cornflakegetmilking · 1 year

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Bittersweet Cravings

Warning: this fic contains possesion, alot of killing, oh also some saucy moments

Sauce Warning - Sauceless

Chapter 3: Playing With Strings

Eversince that day Jack had been oddly nice to Flakes and it was raising their suspicions. There was no reason for him to be so nice all of a sudden... right?

"Great pies! Keep up the good work!"

"You look great today by the way!"

"I like the technique you do to put the pie crust easier on the tin!"

His words echoed in Flakes' head, what was he trying to do? His flaterry had to be some sort of trick... and the pathetic part was despite knowing there was a catch to it they were flattered and flustered by it. Everytime he complimented them their face would go red and their ears would twitch in joy or excitement. They had lost count how many time they had to hold onto their ears when they started to twitch more rapidly than usual, even almost showed their real ears at some point. They wanted something from them, they knew it and yet they were still falling for the oldest trick in the book.

"Ughh get out of my head!" They muttered as they were kneading their dough aggressively all of a sudden.

Frank had this smug grin just watching their friend all flustered.

"Cmooon just admit it! You stiiiill liiiiike hiiiim!" He chuckled.

"For the love of pies can we please stop talking about this?" They whisper shouted.

"Nooo not til you admit you still like him!" He laughed. "Because you clearly do! Its practically written all over your face! Well... more like its painted since... you're literally just red!"

Flakes pouted before groaning and covering their face.

"Look i know i said the feelings would go away but Mister Horner himself isn't helping! Why the hell is he being so nice all of a sudden?! It's stupid obvious he wants something from me!" They took their pie and put it in the oven and started their next batch.

"Myessss but you seem to still like hearing those sweet things he says huh?" He teased with a wider grin.

"Frank... i will kill you before mister big man does if you keep teasing me like this..." They laughed a bit as they received a laugh back.

"You say that cause im right!" He smiled.

"Yeah yeah... well you always are! You shouldn't be too surprised anymore!" They sighed before getting back to focusing on their work.

Meanwhile Jack was where he was as usual but was talking to someone through his telephone.

"Mister Horner sir You need to understand that this task could be difficult!" The man through the phone spoke in worry.

"I don't care! Do you even know who you're talking to?!" He barked in anger. "I need that collar IMMEDIATELY I have something of value so close to my reach and YOU'RE HERE MAKING THIS MORE DIFFICULT THAN IT SHOULD BE!!!"

"Sir please! If your assumptions are correct this could be dangerous even for you! Its known that shapeshifters are very dangerous creatures!" The man fumbled.

"Yes and very rare!" Jack smiled excitedly at the thought. "Which is why i need this collar immediately! Not buts or coconuts or whatever they say! Just shut up and get me the stupid thing! I can handle it myself!" With that he slams the telephone down, hanging up the call.

Aparently it wasn't hard for him to find out their lil secret. Specially when you have a book about magical entities and a crystal ball to stalk whatever you wanted to hunt for. He studied of their species night and day just to learn all about them, from the twitching of ears when they felt joy, how they chitter when they like or want something, how easy it was for them to study other species bodies and replicate them with ease, how they shake their bodies to transform faster and his personal favorite... when a shapeshifter attacks, they won't let their victim out of their grasp until it was dead. And with Flakes accidentally slipping so many times it was almost too obvious what was right in front of him. He wanted it, he NEEDED it, a powerful beast by his side would make anyone else unfazed by him on their knees before him and at his mercy.

He had been playing with their heart for a while and he was getting sick pretending to be sweet for them, all those compliments, all those unnecessary conversation, and all those disgusting fake smiles? Bah! It was fun at first but now it was just repetitive and felt like a waste of their time just to make them warm up to him and expose themselves by accident. But now that he's finally sure of their identity he just had to pretend one last time... he just needed that collar...

The next day came and Jack was waiting impatiently. But finally a short man knocked on the door with their briefcase of supplies looking nervous.

"Ah that must be him!" Jack perked and sat up excitedly. "Come in come in!"

The short man walked in still nervous and worried.

"Sir can't we talk about this first?" He said in a stutter as they gripped tightly onto their briefcase.

"Uh no? I'm trying not to waste my time here! Less chatter and more open the breifcase so i can see the collar!" He yelled impatiently.

The man frowned but opened the breifcase revealing a beautiful leather collar stained in purple with silver linings with an amethyst jewel with a silver frame in the middle of it to compliment all the purple and on the side was embroidered with the words "Property of Jack Horner" neatly sewn on it. Jack smiled in satisfaction of the collar's outcome as he took it gently in his hands and admired it.

"A pretty little collar for a pretty little beast!" He seemed pleased before the man started talking again making him pout in annoyance.

"Sir you have to understand what you're dealing with here! If they find out your plan to capture them it could be fatal for you! Shapeshifters can be terrifyingly hostile, this has never been done before for a reason! It's dangerous-!" He was cut off as Jack was tired of listening to his nonsense blabbering.

"The more reason to want them in my collection! Now do you want to keep chatting or do you want your pay?" He glared as he handed him a heavy sack of gold and jewels.

The man frowned but took the sack and left to the door.

"Just one more warning sir... you may have full control of their power once they have the collar on but note if their emotions are at their worse it WILL break off..." With that he finally leaves.

Jack only shrugged it off and scoffed before looking at the collar once again to admire.

"I've got them wrapped around my finger! What is he so worried about?" He chuckled as he recalls the moments of Flakes' vulnerability.

How their face went red on the simplest compliment of their appearance, how they forced not to smile when they were told they were doing a good job, and when their ears twitched simply by seeing his presence. They were practically head over heels for him and it was so painfully obvious to him that he almost felt bad about how awfully easy it was to read them. He was so confident about this that he knew that it would be too easy to capture them... and he was going to test that theory.

The doors were slammed open and once again Flakes was startled, they never seemed to get used to the aggressive way Jack opened doors. Flakes sighed ignoring it for once since they wanted to finish their batch of pies, thinking he had business to do anyways that had nothing to do with them they thought.

"FLAKES!" Well they thought wrong.

They perked a bit in surprise hearing their name in the middle of work. Usually when they conversed it was after they were done getting a batch og pies checked or when they were heading home so this was a bit new to them. That being said it didn't mean they weren't going to cooperation since this is still Jack Horner. So they put their unfinished pie away and walked forward to him as a small smile grew onto their face.

"Yes Mr. Horner sir?" They stood there waiting to see what he needed... or in this case wanted...

"Well I just wanted to give you something! Since the past weeks you have been a very valuable employee to me, little to no mistakes, perfect pies and most of all you're my most behaved baker!" He smiled as he pulled out a box to hand over to them.

Flakes' eyes widen in surprise as they were hesitant to take the gift. Now they knew this was a trick, Jack would never give something just because he wanted to... it wasn't like him to do so.

"Mr. Horner sir this is really nice of you but i-i can't accept this! I'm just doing my job afterall!" They responded trying to look for a way out of this.

"Don't be so modest! Don't you at least wanna see whats inside first?" He grinned as he nudged the box towards them.

They did though, a part of them was curious of what they wanted to them so badly. They sighed and shakily took the box from his hands before opening it. But as soon as they opened it they wish they had just declined the gift like they originally did. Their face was red in embarrassment by the sight of the expensive looking collar, from the amethyst pendant, the embroidered words that said "Property of Jack Horner" to the soft paddings inside to make sure it was comfortable to wear. The more they looked at the details the more their face started to heat up.

"S-sir i-" They wanted to say something but was cut off.

"Beautiful isn't it? I thought you might like it! I mean after all collars are trending at the moment!" He grinned seeing their flustered yet confused face.

He always found it entertaining when he made them feel vulnerable beneath him, it made him feel powerful especially when they were such a powerful beast... Flakes' eyes were shaking as they proceeded to stare at the collar in disbelief.

"Sir i-i can't..." They stutter as they tried handing back the box to him.

As Jack heard this he frowned and looked away a bit agitated.

"Oh how come? Is it not good enough for you?" Jack grinned from within knowing how much Flakes would fall for the guilt tripping.

"What?! N-no no!" Flakes stammered as he didn't want to dissapoint him.

"I had it made specially for you! It's worth so much since... I wanted to make sure it would be equal to your worth... what? Do you not appreciate me? Do you not appreciate my efforts for you?" He traced his finger on the collar gently as if it was a way to tease them.

Flakes looked up at him in disbelief in what they were hearing then looked down at the collar seeing their own reflection through the amethyst jewel... And all they could see was a fool...

"I-i do appreciate your efforts! But-" They were cut off.

"Then wear it..." He said in a demanding tone.

They looked at Jack one last time before finally taking the collar and hesitantly taking it to their neck as Jack watched in anticipation, they closed their eyes in humiliation as they felt his eyes burn through them. Why were they even doing this... they didn't have to... what were they looking for in this?! To be accepted by him? They swallowed the lump in their throat and opened their eyes unable to have the courage to proceed so they looked up at Jack as if looking for an answer what to do.

"Well? Are you going to dissapoint me or please me?" Jack grinned knowing they couldn't say no to him.

All they could do was nod and shut their eyes once more...

Click

The sound of the collar's buckle made as they were locked in. Their eyes opened as they slowly pulled their hands away from the collar to show it off to Jack.

"See? I-i love it! It's stylish and comfy too! H-haha!" They smiled nervously only for their smile to immediately fall once they started feeling a sharp pain everywhere. In their ears, their finger tips, their feet, their tailbone and their face as they were forced to shift into their true parts.

"A-ahh! What the hell is going on?!" They whimpered in agony as their tail was forced to grow out of them, their ears growing into their original state, face markings revealing themselves, their fingers growing paw pads and claws and their feet tearing out their shoes as massive claws grew out.

All eyes were staring in pure shock at them... except Frank who seemed amused. Flakes looked at them in horror as parts of their true form were revealed.

"Oh and i forgot to mention! This collar? It makes me have control of how much magic that you get to use!" Jack grinned evilly with pride as Flakes looked at them in pure terror.

They scrambled and started trying to unbuckle the collar off only to find out the buckle was no longer there due to its magic, so they started trying to scratch it off only for nothing to budge.

"Get this off me! Get this off me! Please! Please!" They begged as they kept trying to pull off the collar only to receive a dark chuckle.

"I don't think so... As the long as that collar says "Property of Jack Horner". You? You're mine now whether you like it or not my little shapeshifter..." He smirked as Flakes shook their head and tried to run away from him only to get choked by the collar making them stop on their track and start coughing and gagging weakly. "I wouldn't try running off either if i were you... as long as you wear that collar i have full control of your magic usage and your distance away from me... you're stuck here... with me..."

To Be Continued

#jack horner #jack horner x oc

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kaito-is-baby · 3 years

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Mine

Sasuke x reader

Warnings: NSFW, unprotected sex and Sasuke gets very possesive, also fem bodied reader

it's the first time I post something of this kind and I do not plan on making it a regular, I'm more onto fluffy stuff but Sasuke is not fluffy at all, also I'm not fully sure Sasuke is an adult at the end of Shippuden but this happens just after the ninja war I think they are 18 by then

No one has ever seen him this vulnerable

You already are the one who sees him at his worst, the only one he shows any kind of emotion to, even if it is anger, frustration, hate or some kind of twisted possesive love

You have seen him cry and heard about his most traumatic experiences

You've been with him after learning his brother's truth and he has trusted you enought to share it with you

He's been vulnerable with you before, he really has

But not this kind of vulnerable

Necer this kind of vulnerable

He is fully naked before you, both literally and metaphorically, he isn't t good at not being the best at something and lets be honest Sasuke Uchiha knows nothing about sex let aside how to please you

The only thing he knows is that he's been wanting this since the moment he saw you again that day 2 years ago

He knows he is been dreaming with this when the only thing that sometimes could calm his anger and sadness was to jerk off at the idea of your mouth around his length

And he knows he wants this right now because he can't cope with his feelings and you always find a way for him to do so

He hates to admit it but everytime you hug him, every time you touch him and every time he has you, his mind seems to clear up a little

So to be inside you has to be the only way his mind will be clear, thoughts of regret, past mistakes and introusive thoughs finally shutting up

Your skin, your moans and the pleasure building in his stomach being the only thing to fill his mind

He knows a simple hug from you would help but how can he allow himself to let you hug him?

He will better steal that hug while fucking you dumb

The moment your clothes were ripped off by his sword and his pants started to ache on his growing bult while training he knew this was the moment to prove true his hypothesis

Grabbing you to his bedroom with no words and rough unexpected kisses instead

"I want to try something, I want to be inside you" your expression reflected anything but happiness "It won't hurt, I will make sure it feels good to you, please I know this will... help" his begging tone made you weak, was he really begging? Sasuke? Begging and awkwardly ASKING for something?

"Do you need... me?" You teased while slowly taking off his clothes

He nodded

"Why?" Your hand resting on his bulge moving slowly

"When you touch me I-" a silented moan cuts him off "I can finally relax I..." his pating lips inches from yours "I need you closer, much closer" He finally spited up reducing the space between your mouths to nothing

A deep feral kiss decided for you

"Yes... Sasuke please..." You finally mutter and his fingers ghost the fabric between your legs covering your entrance

Massaging where he feels you like it the most, your moans getting louder as he finds your sweetest spots

"Ah~" You jump at the unexpected pleasuring pain "N-not so fast, be gentler"

"Gentler..." Sasuke mutters to himself, he doesn't know how to be gentle neither does he want to but with you, you fill his empty existence and light his dark world, the last thing he wants is to hurt you even if his obsession with revenge has hiden it from you

He tries, he really tries to find the pace you really get to enjoy, soon noticing your inner legs geting wetter

"I... do it- Sasuke please yes" He nods, surprising himself with the fact that he needs your consensual words before doing anything, that was not something he usually looked for, peoples approval or consent

But you are different and this is different

He needs you and he knows it, he isn't the genious ninja he's when it comes to please you and he isn't the emotionless traumatized boy he is when you are with him

He does care about you no matter how much does he deny it

Now he can be weak, unsure and even loving

He can hug you, kiss you and show any kind of affection as long as pleasure is the reason for it

A kiss on your forehead is the only gesture you two share before he finally deeps inside you

The itching pain his dick stretching you out causes is nothing compared to how full you feel

"Move..." you whisper, begging for him to make you fell even better, even fuller

His hands rest on your hips as his lips attach to your nipples. Realizing how much he loves being this close to you, how much he loves the taste of your skin in his mouth. He had never allowed himself to hug you or cuddle you, he's never touched you in a loving way before and he needs it, he needs your touch. That's why having his dick deep within you makes him feel safe for the first time in years

It's warm and pleasing, just like you

And he just can't let you go, not now

He can't enjoy the peace your body is giving him for much longer, your hips grinding hysterically around him, trying to get the orgasm you so desperately need

"Sorry" Sasuke apologizes before starting to thrust into you

Now this part was easy, strength and rudeness, Sasuke's especializacion

He can feel the roof of your cervix everytime he goes deeper, your walls contracting around him and beautiful sound coming out of your mouth every time he slammed it

He has to ignore to your moans in order to not cum right there

He knows what you need now, just the same he needs, to be as close to you as humanly lossible

Your cunt pulses and contractes around him, making it hell for Sasuke to focus on making you cum before he looses any control he has and fills you up.

He feels your fingers running through his hair as you moan out his name

“Y-yes, please Sasuke fuck yes!” You whined as he fucked you through your orgasm, building the next one on the ending waves of this one.

"You are mine right? You are mine" Sasuke mutter between pants "You are not leaving, you aren't" his hands unconsciously unlocks with yours, fingers interlock as he keeps thrusting into you harder this time

"Yeah, S-Sasuke, I'm staying with you, always, alwa- ys~ yours" you are reaching your second high when Sasuke pumps you full of cum. He ruts against you like his life depends on it just as hard as before

"Mine, mine... mine” he mutters under his breath with every thrust fucking his cum deep inside of you before he feels you cum again

He finally stops collapsing onto your neck

"Yes sasuke" you assure him tangling your fingers on his hair "yours forever"

#naruto imagines #sasuke uchiha x reader #sasuke imagine #sasuke x you #sasuke smut #sasuke x reader #sasuke uchiha imagines #sasuke x reader smut #sasuke uchiha x you #naruto smut

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1111jenx · 3 years

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🤎Astro Obs Rants IX🤎

Hey all I'm back with another astro observations post! I want to recreate something I did when I first started this blog:) You can check it out here. Lemme tell you I've been holding this one in for way too long and again this is from my pov;) No one is safe.

1. I often see how people make fun of fixed Sun (Taurus, Scorpio, Leo, Aquarius) for being stubborn but I don't see how people make fun of fixed Sun+ fixed Moon combo? When I see this in someone's chart I just look at them in disbelief LOL. Y'all really wake up and choose to be mad stubborn, lowkey clingy, EXTREMELY possesive, wayyyyyy too laid-back (in public) with (serious) hidden anger issues huh.

[ my bestie is a taurus sun aquarius moon and when we were 13 she got jealous over my new puppy because " I was giving him more attention". I'll end this at that. ]

2. Pisces Moon is the next Aries Moon. Y'all being neighbour and too close on the wheel so you guys vibe so well. People say they get along well for no reason? Sir, the reason is because Pisces Moon can be as impulsive and aggressive (with a minor delusional issue) as Aries Moon. Pisces Moon passed the vibe check as they're able to mold or transform themselves into literally whoever and whatever the f they want. Aries Moon love this. They feel understood and listened too and lowkey Pisces Moon adoreeeeee Aries Moon's daring spirits, they feel that its easy to relate to one another as they're locked inside a room on time-out for breaking windows and slashing tires during one of their tantrums😁 (also aries moon are v sensitive, don't tell them I told you this.)

3. Respectfully. Sagittarius Sun needs to slow down on that dr*g or whatever addictive substances they're taking. I'm just kidding, lemme elaborate. So far, I notice that there's two type of Sagittarius Sun:

The first type is very um how do i put this, prude, with their clean cut and clothes, lowkey nerdy but hot(?!) but for both guys and girls as they're hella focus on school and don't wanna indulge in anything because "it's bad for your brains" and they think partying is fun but they still don't wanna risk their education for that lifestyle💀 The second type is truly a chaotic mess but they're also my favourite. Literal e-girl/boy vibes with their dyed hair and slit eyebrows and vapes(i don't support this lifestyle guys don't come for me) They also are so open to whatever and are down for whatever. The type of future parents who would tell their kids something like "C*cain? yeah I did it when I was in 11th grade it's fun and all that but that life aint it dawg"💀💀💀 Gosh their chaotic asses are so relatable and funny and sweet at the same time. Let's discuss how nurturing Sag Sun can be.

[ when I was in my first year in uni, one of my closest friends was a Sag sun and on Halloween that year, after a night of partying and doing illegal *subtances*🙃somehow this weirdo still managed to sober up and walked back to our dorm which was 30 minutes away, put 4 girls in their room before checking the taxi price and decided not to get one cause "ion have 10 dollars to spare" and the next morning we saw her private stories being filled with how she was chased by a skunk and she smhow escaped it. (she videotaped the whole thing while she was running💀) mind you this gurl was coked out not sober. And again, respectfully, most of my Sag sun friends gave off this energy🤣 ]

4. Libra Rising needs therapy. Yes you guys are gorgeous but still, therapy please. Years of slow burn anger towards their family/ childhood and fake friends create this rebel mindset and love for toxic people/situations/ relationships. I'm not even kidding most Libra Rising I know have at least tried to "tame" or "change" someone at least once. I know you guys have 7H Aries but no Sarah, that guy with gangs relations who went to jail for a night is not your soulmate, he's from your hometown not Wattpad sweetie.

5. Gemini Venus get bad rep for being "flighty" and "changeable" in relationship. Well let's talk about the real devils in sheep's clothings. Leo Venus, Libra Venus, Aries Venus. Yeah I called y'all out didn't I? I'm a Leo Venus so I can say this, Leo Venus loves the chase wayyyyyyyy too much and somehow during that cat and mouse game they fall in love with the seretonin they get from it instead of the person, the type to look at you dead in the eyes and say " I think I'm falling for you🥺" but dip the second they realize you don't match up to their standards+ expectations, don't get me wrong tho we're hella loyal but that's not it babies😃👍🏼 Libra Venus is literally all of the above in a way too, but they'll just ghost you lmao. Might text you later to try to make amends cause they can't stand not being liked (true story) but that's about it. They're forgetful as hell so unless you had a glow up or something they won't even remember your name🤣🤣 Aries Venus is also all of the above but get bored even faster, they'll make the first move and all that and will try again and again until they find a better prey😋 With that being said, these 3 just need to find the right people who they deem at the same level though!

6. Hey Taurus Venus! Don't worry I didn't leave you out, I made a whole new entry for y'all❤️ Oh you guys got goosebumps as you read the Leo Venus thing? Yeah you should. Because doesn't that sound familiar huh. Taurus being ruled by Venus, yes y'all are diplomatic and charming and effortlessly loved, but thats the problem, y'all are effortlessly loved. You guys and Leo Venus should win King and Queen of Standards. Y'all standards are unimaginably high and then y'all settle for a 3 who you work with?😃💀 Obsessive as hell in relationships and can get so vengeful????? but can also be as prideful as Leo Venus and others don't even know this somehow???😀???? (jokes on u I'm a leo venus lets laugh at this together hahahahaha)

7. Cancer Sun gets mad at their stereotypes but isn't it funny how they all have a childhoods item they have kept since forever (my guess is a stuffed animal), how they all share a mild hoarding issues since they can't throw some stuff away because it's "memories" and how they all indulge in way too much hot drinks during the winter time as they lay on their couch with their s/o or pets. "I'm not sEnSiTiVe" then lose it on the first person who bad mouth abt their loved and swear on their ancestors grave to find that person's house and slash their tires and burn their stuff down before letting them defend themselves. yup. not sensitive. ( fun fact: i'm a cancer sun so you know i'm not joking ahhahahahaha. #selfawarenessday guys. )

8. Sagittarius Mars go from "bro let's go outside and strip and take pictures and then maybe we'll snowboard and do dr*gs before making a tiktok" to "why am i like this I'm unlovable." in the span of 30 minutes. I have stopped writing observations about them because I can't tell what they're doing next or what they're on right now. the type that dream abt participating an orgy in their chemistry class.

9. Fellow Mars conjunct/opposition/ trine/sextile Jupiter, yall win in life ( and in bed )🥳

10. Venus aspects to Mars (esp conjunct), tell me, how does it feel like to have that pussy power/ big d energy? And how ddoes your s/o still walking straight LOLL

11. People with Sun conjunct Saturn need to CHILL. see what I did there you guys just lose it for a sec didn't ya hehehe🤣 jk but PLEASE let people in, don't guard yourself like that all the time, theres power in confiding in others.

12. Virgo Moon are HELLA critical yes😌. But they're also always gonna give you a second chance (if they think you're sincere enough) Their softhearted ass is a sucker for feels. if you make it sounds realistic they'll open their arms in no time. Virgo Moons you see this? Stop doing that. Your ability to see the worst at people but secretly haveba soft spot for everyone is your best quality but also your worst, say no even though deep down you don't want to.

13. Yo Libra and Scorpio placements, tell me your secret please? How do you guys look like completely normal functional people by daytime but when no ones looking y'all are literally Satan's children? That sweet girl from work who you think is so sweet and caring is actually drafting her 15 pages long plan on getting back at her ex, steps by steps.

14. Virgo placements❤️ Please stop writing down everything that your s/o or loved ones fucked up that time in bullet points so you can use against them during arguments😁 It's scary how you have that list in your Note app on your phone, detailing when where how and what they did from the start to the end. Don't fight me on this I know yall have receipts. Hell I have seen it with my own eyes💀💀

15. Aquarius Sun men✨ that have Capricorn Venus🤝 trust issue 🤝 commitment issue 🤝 attachment issue 🤝 mild OCD 🤝

16. Moon in the 6th house, Aquarius Moon, Capricorn Sun, Scorpio Moon. This is your last warning. Stop going into hibernation every 3-5 business days we need to know if you're alive okay🙂

17. I don't care what you guys say. Sun conjunct Mercury and Moon conjunct Mercury win in life. Imagine being able to say whatever the hell you truly want and feel deep down. Okay yeah they have boundaries issues but still, just ✨imagine✨ *sigh in mercury sextille venus im a people pleaser*

18. Quick vibe check Venus 2nd house. No. Don't think about becoming a trophy wife yet, you're in school for Engineering, do your goddamn homework instead of dreaming about sipping mimosa and having sex on top a pile of money please😋

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love,

saint jenx🖤

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