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kurogane2512 · 3 months

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Can i request a smut fic of Cabernet (with fem reader) like Shizo's request/enemies to lovers??Im hella thirsty for this woman 😞😞

Im so sorry for taking so long but here it is~

18+ CONTENT

Game: Path to Nowhere

Characters: Cabernet x fem!reader

Type: Smut

When you got hired by the Franc family to be their personal chef, you didn't expect to work for such a spoiled and bratty heiress. Cabernet Franc had a God tongue, to say the least. Every meal in the house was personally tasted and approved by her, and nobody dared to change her choice. She was raised this way, surrounded with wealth that gave her anything she wanted. At first, you were honored to work for the Francs. It was terribly difficult to be hired, after all.

Cabernet had a knack for the littlest of things, she could recognize even 1g worth of shift in ingredients and would deem the dish not suitable for her distinguished self. You started to hate her, or at least get irritated by her constant tantrums over food. Despite all that, she was incredibly beautiful with her luscious crimson hair and figure-hugging black dress she wore all the time. It was alluring, you were tempted to feast on her.

"Ms Y/n, Ms Cabernet sent this back saying it lacks her favorite fruits." Cabernet's butler came to you carrying a tray of fruits you had prepared for her.

"The grapes? I don't have them anymore, and I had already conveyed that to another attendant who buys groceries."

The butler hummed, "I see. Then, Ms Cabernet will personally meet you in some time. Please wait for her before making any more dishes."

Your brow twitched but you nodded then let out a sigh. In a few moments, you heard the soft thumping of a familiar cane and readied yourself to meet your lady.

"Good evening, Ms Cabernet." you said respectfully with a bow while Cabernet stood in front of you, slightly leaning on her cane and twirling her hair with her fingers.

"Good evening, Ms Y/n. I have been informed you are out of my favorite grapes, is that right?"

"Yes ma'am. I apologise for not looking over the groceries more carefully—"

"It's okay, you are not at fault." Cabernet smirked then looked around the kitchen and nodded at her butler who bowed to both of you and walked out, closing the door behind him. You felt slightly nervous now being alone with Cabernet, your face heated up slightly looking at her seductive figure yet you were sure she was going to give you some impossible task as compensation for the grapes.

"You know, Ms Y/n...." Cabernet walked closer to you, her heels and cane tapping on the marble floor, "You have been keeping up with my appetite and preferences quite well since you joined, save for a few mishaps that I'm generous enough to look over."

"Thank you, ma'am."

Cabernet smiled and stood directly in front of you, inches away. You could smell her exotic perfume and shampoo and your eyes lingered over her tempting lips. Cabernet gazed into your eyes and was well aware of your thoughts, you were just that easy to read.

"Your soul must be delicious....~" Cabernet's voice suddenly brushed past your ear, you didn't notice when she leaned in so close to your neck and was breathing in your scent. You flinced away from her but her arm was quicker to grab you and keep you in place. Fear arose in you realizing the position you were in, it felt as if you were being preyed upon by a hungry beast in front of you.

"You get frustrated by my requests and tantrums so much, yet you keep working diligently and haven't spoken of quitting ever. An admirable soul you have~"

You would be a fool to quit such a high paying job, even if your employer was hard to deal with. Not to mention, you didn't particularly hate her, she was just annoying at times.

"I... I'm just doing my job, chefs always face the wrath of customers and employers in the kitchen. We have to be resilient. I like cooking, I feel satisfied when you approve my dishes."

Though, you wish she didn't have such a varying palette and complicated needs. Like these grapes she spoke of, you had no idea where they were acquired from but she absolutely relished them. You didn't mind challenges, but she gave far too many.

"Oh? Interesting reply, seems I don't have to force you then~"

"Force me to do what....?"

Cabernet smirked and you felt her hot tongue lick your neck, a shiver running down your body, "To eat you~"

Now you really felt like a prey in the clutches of a hungry predator. Cabernet's body engulfed you completely, leaning into you making you rest against the counter.

"W-What? Are you crazy?!" you blurted out and pushed her away to run but she firmly held your wrist and stopped you.

"Uh huh, you cannot run from me, my Y/n~"

"The hell!? Release me! Help!" you shouted but you knew nobody could hear you, kitchen was huge and you were far from the door.

Cabernet smirked and pulled you towards her, your body falling into her arms. She wrapped her arms around you snugly and breathed your scent in more, letting out a pleasured sigh which almost sounded like a moan.

"Now, don't be scared. Just let me have a taste and I'll stop, I'll give you more benefits if you comply right now~"

"S-Stop.... I hate you..."

"Hehe, I know~ That's why you are all the more delicious to me~"

That was a lie, you didn't hate her. But you didn't know what else to say, you mind was going blank. Cabernet pushed you against the counter once again and slotted her knee between you legs, lightly rubbing you clothed core.

"Stop struggling, I'll make it paineless for you. Just let me have a small bite of your soul, then you can do anything you want with me~"

"A-Anything....?"

"Of course, have I ever lied to you, my Y/n?~"

You bit you lip then nodded and Cabernet lunged at you like a crazed beast, pinning you down on the counter and practically ripping your shirt open. She gazed at you tempting skin with haphazard breaths, clearly aroused by your mere scent and appearance. She was hot and sweaty, staring down at you with hunger in her eyes.

"Ahhh, how long I have waited.... to cutivate you... to grow you.... You are perfect for me, Y/n~"

She spoke of you like you were a food ingredient to her, and perhaps you really were. Cabernet finally dived in and kissed your nape, her lips profusely sucking on your skin while her tongue licked it up. She didn't bite you, but her sucking was intense and you were sure her lips would leave a hickey. You felt aroused feeling her taste you this way, but you soon felt drained as well, drained of life.

Your consciousness was close to fading when Cabernet let go and leaned up, you could see a familiar looking grape held in her mouth that she slowly bit into and ate. Her throat bobbed as she swallowed it delicately, relishing the taste and sighing in pleasure. It was exactly the kind of grapes she loved, now you knew how they were produced....

"Ahhh~ I want to eat you all in one go but I'd rather save you and enjoy you slowly.... So delicious your soul is~" Cabernet slurried on her words as she licked her lips, tasting the residual juice of the grape. You were panting now beneath her, it felt as if your blood was sucked out but she didn't even pierce your skin.

"As promised, do anything you want with me~ Shall I remove my clothes to make it easy for you, hm?~"

You slowly regained your senses and energy, watching her discard her dress and stand in front of you completely naked. You gritted your teeth then grabbed her body and slammed to the opposite counter, holding her left leg up to your waist and rubbing your knee on her core. Cabernet moaned at your rough movement, but her hands possessively wrapped around you to keep you close.

"I don't hate you, Ms Cabernet. But you annoy me with your demands so much!"

Cabernet simply chuckled and treaded her fingers through your hair before grasping them and pulling your head back roughly, "And you are so adorable when you try hard for me~"

You clicked your tongue then plunged your hand between her legs and cirled her clit, a low gasp leaving her mouth. You rubbed her clit vigorously, pinching and rolling it with your fingers while your knee continued rubbing her slit.

"O-Oh.... this is good~ Give me more.... take out your frustration on me~"

You removed your own pants and underwear then spread Cabernet's legs and thrusted into her, your clit bumping against hers as you grinded your body together. All you thought was of the moments she annoyed you, made unreasonable demands and looked down at you. You thought of all that and rubbed against her, her legs wrapped around your waist and she pulled you closer, moaning in your ear.

She bucked her hips into you and you both sought your release, Cabernet clenched your shirt and tilted her head back as you kissed her neck. Your hips didn't stop at all, shaking and thrusting into her as if you were possessed. Wet sounds of your slick echoed in your ears as your clits rolled over, arousal dripping down your thighs.

"Yes! Yes! Faster~ Make me cum~ Aaaaahn!~" Cabernet let out a sultry moan as she released and practically squirted over you, you still grinded against her to chase your release and Cabernet's body shook with pleasure and overstimulation, her tongue lolling out and eyes rolled to the back of her head.

"Ngh.... y-you are insufferable, Ms Cabernet!~"

Cabernet chuckled and bit on your shoulder, a low hiss leaving your lips as you felt her bite deep into you as if trying to draw out blood. You finally came and released against her slit, your juices mixing together. You panted out together as Cabernet embraced you like a lover, but you were aware she only thought of you as her possession now.

#path to nowhere #ptn #cabernet #ptn cabernet #cabernet x reader #ptn x reader

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117luv · 11 months

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THE PARENT TRAP — LHS | CHAPTER 4

synopsis: jungwon and ni-ki met each other at a summer camp and found out they were fraternal twins. this leads to events where the two ex-lovers, heeseung and yn, are reunited after 14 years by their children.

genre: exes to lovers, smau, fluff

pairing: lee heeseung x fem!reader

warnings: cursing, poor attempts in humor, grammatical errors, marriage, pregnancy, parenthood, miscommunication

taglist: CLOSED!

a/n: hi my luvs! a lil late than my expected time to update but im doing better in terms of updating (cheers to me) and an eventful chap for today, also ill be trying to fix all of my old works links since many had been having problems with the links not showing up, ne ways have a great day n love yaaa <3

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As the both of them waited for Yn to fetch them. Ni-ki's heart felt like it was jumping out of his chest. The woman who birthed him and the same person he had longed to hug are within arms reach and not a dream. He wondered if she would like him or not, but all of those thoughts went away when they heard a voice just a distance away calling out Jungwon. A beautiful woman came out of the car wearing a simple black dress and waved in their direction. They walked towards her, and she immediately hugged Jungwon, while Ni-ki was silently looking at the mother and son having their moment. This is when Yn noticed Ni-ki's presence and asked him to come near her. He now had a clear view of his mother, whom he only knew through a ripped picture from years ago.

"Hey sweetheart, are you Jungwon's friend?" she asked him, "Yes, I'm his friend. Nice to meet you Ms. Park" in which she replied, "No need to call me Ms. Park, just call me "Aunt Yn" and also does your dad know that we will be with you?" — "Yes, he's aware that i will be with you.", "Okay, thats sounds great and boys go ahead and sit on the car" and while Jungwon sat inside, Ni-ki finally had the courage to ask her for a hug, in which she immediately did as she gave him the tightest hug. He had never felt so happy to be able to see and hug his mom after all these years.

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zombholic · 8 months

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| 𝐃𝐑. 𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍 |

𝗺𝗼𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗻 𝗮𝘂, 𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗼𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗿 𝗮𝗯𝗯𝘆, 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗶𝘁𝘇𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿, 𝘀𝗳𝘄

“when i kill myself imma make sure to add this job to my suicide note” you rolled your eyes as you and your co-worker cleaned the spilled caramel frappuccino off the table and floor.

“we don’t get paid enough for this shit honestly” your co-worker, jesse, exhaled from his nose in annoyance throwing the rag in the sink. hearing the bell jingle indicating a customer just walked in to order the most outrageous drink known to man.

“im going on my fifteen, don’t call for me” jesse took his apron off, walking onto the back. turning to the register you looked at the customer only to be greeted with the most gorgeous woman you have ever laid your dull eyes on.

“hi, what can i get you started on?” ripping your gawking eyes off the tall woman to look at the register. “just a large black coffee please” she smiled taking out her wallet “guessing that’s going to be hard to take off the floor” she chuckled referring to the spilled frappuccino.

“oh my god i know! i don’t get paid enough for this” you put in her order “you probably get paid so damn good” you clicked your tongue looking at the scrubs and white coat she was wearing. getting a laugh out of her she nodded “yeah, well i am a doctor.” “well doctor can i get your name for your, don’t take offense nasty coffee decision.”

“abby, and none taken it’s the only thing that keeps me awake for twenty-four hours” she pays for her drinking before going to sit down to wait for her order. jesse arrives back with the most irritated expression plastered across his face, you start brewing hot coffee as you looked around making sure no one would hear what you were going to say to him.

“that lady over there” you nudged his arm while pouring the coffee in a plastic cup “i already planned our wedding and how many kids we’ll have” he scoffed, shaking his head, grabbing a mop to clean off the coffee on the floor “why do you always have a thing for the milfs” giving him a menacing smile as you called her name for her to get her coffee.

“have a great shift doctor abby” you handed the coffee over, feeling your face get hot just by looking at the goddess “you too sweetheart” she shot you a wink before walking out the door.

groaning loudly as you threw ur head onto jesse’s arm “if i don’t see her again i will actually throw myself off a bridge” he pushed the mop handle into your hands “im going to send you to a mental facility y/n” he laughed watching how you were so mesmerized by someone who is possibly straight and married with three kids.

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you had the opening shift today so it was just you all by yourself, you contemplated throwing yourself out your moving car but decided not to. opening the glass door you had at least an hour before the cafe was open, going on with your usual opening routine you went by the door to flip the close sign to open.

leaning over the counter scrolling on your phone since it was a small coffee shop and not many people come in at 7am on a sunday. hearing that god annoying bell ring you put your phone away only to see the love of your life walk in. “doctor abby, i remember you” you gave her a giggly smile.

“i remember you too ms…“ she squinted at your name tag “ms. y/n, i’ll just get a-“ “black coffee?” you finished her sentence “great memory” she let out a soft laugh “not really, i have the worst memory known to man actually, it’s just no one really orders black coffee” you started brewing up her a new batch.

“so doctor, can i ask how old you are?” you wanted to make conversation with her, “i’m thirty-two actually, what about you?” “twenty-one” yes you had a thing for older women but who wouldn’t? “how long does it take to like become a doctor? also what kinda doctor are you?” you handed her the coffee leaning over the counter, your hands holding up your head.

“i wish my interns asked as many questions as you do” she copied your leaning on the counter but on her side “i’m a cardiologist and almost 14 years, i had to graduate high school early” she took a sip of her coffee before looking at her watch wrapped around her wrist.

“oh a heart doctor, you must be so damn smart, must be nice” you both laughed “have you ever done a heart transplant?” you had a lot of questions for her, not like you weren’t interested, you just think asking questions is flirting.

“yes, i’ve done a lot of heart transplants. i’m gonna be late for work but i’ll talk to you next time sweetheart” she waved you a goodbye before leaving out the door again.

should i ask for her number next time?

AUTHORS NOTE: hey :) im back, dont worry, im already making a part 2, my first series ever!! also my inspo goes to @eightstarr i love their doctor!abby txts!!

#lesbian #lgbtq #wlw #the last of us ii #abby anderson #tlou2 #the last of us #tlou #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson imagine #abby the last of us #abby x fem!reader #doctor!abby

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cottoncandyswisherz · 21 days

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everybodys type

um, this is based on the song im the shit by sexyy red. this song will always hold a special place in my heart, as it should all of you. luv yall! stay safe!

bf!matt x black!reader

warnings: HATERZZZ, swearing, suggestive content

when i say her bsf name is maddie i dont mean the icon ms. filipowicz, i mean my besties name is madison and we call her maddie so madi haters, grow up, touch grass and eat my ass<3

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toes white, pussy tight, im all these niggas type. brown skin, tatted up, bad bitch dont give no fuck.

the club was booming. everyone was having a good time dancing and rapping along to the music that vibrated the walls.

y/n sat in her section, with her boyfriends tatted arm slung around her shoulder. this was how she loved to be. in social situations but in her own world with the people she loves.

the people being, her man (matt), her bestfriend (maddie), and her mans brothers (nick and chris).

everyone was vibing. maddie had found a girl to dance with, chris was somewhere with his girl of the night, nick sat comfortably on the side of the couch opposite y/n and matt.

moral of the story is, everyone was at peace.

that until a girl with a lifting lace approached the section with a stank expression.

"can i help you?" y/n asked, a quizzical look on her face.

what is shawty doing over here? was the thought going through her mind.

"um, i was just wondering if i could get a picture with, um, with matt."

oh no it's a fucking groupie... at that moment she just pulled out her phone and made herself busy because what matt did after that had nothing to do wit her.

"um, im kind of chilling with my girlfriend right now." matt said, pulling y/n closer into him.

"girlfriend? her?" the groupie pointed at y/n in shock, an almost disgusted look on her face. "she doesn't really seem like your type..."

who the fuck... now was the time for the girlfriend in question speak up.

"i mean i think im everybodys type." y/n looked the girl dead in her eyes with a smile. "but i cant be too sure. whatchu think baby?" she looked at her boyfriend and stood up, pulling her blue shades off her face to rest on her forehead.

matt couldn't really see her in that moment because she was wearing a black shirt but he had her body memorized.

despite her short stature, y/n had long legs that were elongated by her platforms. her tits sat perfectly with no bra, but the bra and tied black & blue tee she had on did wonders, flaunting the solar system tattoo she had on her abdomen. with all of that being said, his favorite part of her body was her face. her small nose, full lips, defined cheekbones. she was perfection personified.

he didn't even have to answer the question as a crooked smile graced his lips. he motion for his woman to come to him. patting his lap he said "come here."

and she did. she sat with her back to his chest and turned her head to place a sloppy kiss on his lips. then she grabbed his chin and turned her head to super groupie with a smirk.

"i eat hoes like you for breakfast." she said and waved the girl off.

she heard the girl scoff and stomp off, but she ignored it and turned back around to her man, who was now gripping her waist from behind her.

"you alright?" he asked, rubbing circles on her bare waist.

"im perfect." she hummed and gave a quick kiss. "are you alright?"

"not even gonna lie, im kinda hard right now." she smiled and pulled him in for another kiss, this time deep, and with intent.

she turned all the way, straddling matt and continued the kiss, moving from his soft lips (shop space camp) to his neck, peppering kisses and licks from his jaw to his ear, before pulling away and looking him in his eyes.

"yall are fucking gross." nick, who they'd forgot was there, groaned.

the couple laughed and y/n dug her face into the crevice of matts shoulder and neck, before raising back up and tellin him what she wanted.

"take me home matt." she whispered

taglist: @mattslolita @hoesformatt @dazednmatthews

niyah speaks💗

first fic!!! be brutally honest pls. if its corny tell me and ill end my career now.

#Spotify #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #black girls of tumblr #blackgirls4matt

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bellsbear · 2 years

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she’s an angel

eddie munson x female sinclair reader

synopsis: you’re a cheerleader and he’s the school freak who’s had a crush on you forever. little does he know, you got a thing for him too.

contents: fluff, some angst, eddie being a corny mess, cussing, mutual pining word count: 1.2k

a/n: THIS IS GONNA BE A SERIES. idk what I'm doing and this might suck but I gotta write some eddie ff 😤 additionally i am a black woman, so i wrote this for myself and everyone else who wants the representation! THE TEXT MAY BE GLITCHED. if that’s the case im so sorry, i don’t know how to fix it😭

also let’s pretend that none of the vecna stuff is happening cause this is totally not following the canon story. sorry, not sorry 😮‍💨

chapter song (updated because this fits better in my opinion):

series masterlist

⭑･ﾟ･*.｡༅･ﾟ:*✿*ﾟ:༅･ﾟ｡.:*･ﾟ･⭑･ﾟ*.｡༅･ﾟ:*:✿:*ﾟ:༅･ﾟ｡.･ﾟ･⭑

It was the night of the championship game and Eddie's final campaign. Normally you would have gone straight home with Chrissy to hang out, but Lucas had found you during the game to spoil your plans.

“So, kind of a long story, but basically Erica’s here playing D&D in my place, and you gotta take her home.”

“And why exactly is this on me? That sounds like a Lucas problem.”

“Well now it’s a Y/n problem cause she biked here, it’s pitch black out and you know mom and dad will-“

“Completely freak if I don’t bring her back. Yeah yeah, I got it.”

You turn to Chrissy and apologize saying you’ll give her a call when you're home.

She smiles at you, “Y/n it’s okay. Sisterly duties call, plus this gives me an excuse to go to the after-party we were so desperately looking forward to avoiding. Jason’s going to be thrilled.” You both laugh and go back to watching the game while you're not cheering.

⭑･ﾟ･*.｡༅･ﾟ:*✿*ﾟ:༅･ﾟ｡.:*･ﾟ･⭑･ﾟ*.｡༅･ﾟ:*:✿:*ﾟ:༅･ﾟ｡.･ﾟ･⭑

You knock again, louder this time, hoping they might actually hear it but you end up waiting a full minute before deciding to just go in. You begin to turn the handle but find the door is jammed. Placing all your weight against it, you keep pushing until-

“What the hell is going on! Oh-” You were now on the floor looking up to see the one and only Eddie Munson looking down at you with his big brown eyes.

“Oh shit, Y/n. Are you okay?” He asks, concern laced in his voice.

Eddie had always been sweet to you.

He sat behind you in Ms. O'Donall's class and never failed to make you laugh with his random outbursts. Whenever you took tests you’d always move your paper to the far right of your desk knowing he was peeking behind you.

However, it wasn’t enough to help him get a passing grade, but you always tried helping him out because you knew he was smart, he just didn’t care to study. It had caused you to develop a bit of a crush on him if you were being honest.

You look at him in the eyes and just burst out in laughter, Eddie had never heard you laugh before, well, really laugh. You’d always giggle at his jokes or laugh with your friends, but it was never like this. You were clutching your stomach and holding back tears, he thought you looked so beautiful. So real.

“I’m so sorry, I must’ve scared the shit outta you. with all that banging.” Eddie reaches his hand out for you, which you gladly take and stand up. “So why have you graced me with your presence m’lady?”

You blush, “Oh I’m just looking for Erica, I gotta take her home since it so dark out. Um, where is she by the way?”

“Ah the littlest Sinclair, I just met her today. She's very... pleasant." You look at him with wide eyes, "Are you sure we're talking about the same Erica?" He laughs at your comment.

"She just walked out with the others, I’m sure they haven’t gone too far. I could maybe… um.” Eddie stops talking when he realized you were still holding onto his hand, tightly, your thumb grazing his rings.

Eddie has had a crush on you since middle school. You caught his eye during the talent show when you sang 'I Will Survive'. You were nervous at first but ended up having so much fun on that stage and your voice was angelic, he fell in love instantly. And now you were standing in front of him and holding his hand.

You wave your free hand in front of his face, “Earth to Eddie, are you alright?” He snaps out of his trance and looks up at you.

“Oh yeah, um I was just going to say I could help you out, i- if you wanted me to of course!” He was bright pink, and you were still holding his hand.

“That’d be nice. Could probably use some help finding that little brat anyway.” You laugh before letting go of his hand and picking up your bag which had fallen down with you earlier.

As you release your hold on him, he quickly turns around to gather his stuff, face red as a tomato.

“By the way, I heard you earlier. Nice vocals, you should be in a band or something.” You joked, but soon saw Eddie’s face as he looked at you with a sad look.

“You don’t remember. Shit you don’t remember.”

“What are you talking about Munson?”

Eddie looks you dead in the face then suddenly jumps up onto the table and starts shredding an air guitar along to the music. After his performance, he jumps down and looks at you with hope in his eyes. “Nothin’? You’re killing me here Sinclair!” He holds his hands out and dramatically brings them to his chest as if he were holding a knife.

“Eddie what the hell are you- OH MY GOD WAIT. In middle school, you were totally in a band!” He claps his hands together triumphantly.

“I’m actually still in a band, but I’ll take it. Yeah, we’re uh-“ You quickly cut him off, “Corroded Coffin. How could I forget, your hair was all buzzed, I used to think it was so cute.”

Eddie was breathless. You thought he was cute. Not only that but you had remembered the stupid haircut he sported in his younger years. “Yeah well, your sister thinks I’m a ‘long-haired freak’ so maybe I should’ve kept it short.” You laugh, the real laugh that he was falling in love with.

“Well if it makes you feel better, I’m glad you grew it out. It’s very…” You stop and think about the best word to use, “metal. That and those tattoos you got."

Eddie’s heart stopped. There’s no way that you were right here in front of him complimenting his appearance that most of your friends had made fun of throughout the years. Oh so beautiful you, standing there and getting closer to him… getting very close to him. So close he thinks he might pass out right now. “Truthfully, I think you’re very handsome Eddie, no matter what stupid haircut you might have.”

Before he can respond, you plant a kiss on his pink cheek then run to the door, “I’ll see you outside Eds.”

Eddie gripped the table behind him to balance himself, trying wrap his head around what just happened. His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by none other than Dustin.

“Eddie, what's the hold-up? You’ve been in here for a while are you okay?”

“I must’ve died and gone to heaven because an angel just kissed me”

“What the hell are you talking abou-“ Dustin stopped before smiling at Eddie putting 2 and 2 together after seeing you smiling like a lunatic in the hallway, “OH MY GOD YOU AND Y/N KISSED?! I gotta tell Lucas, he's gonna lose his shit.”

Before Dustin could run from the room, Eddie grabbed his collar to hold him back.

“Not a word to anyone Henderson. Not a fucking word.” Dustin nodded aggressively so he'd let him go.

“Now," Eddie puts on his jacket and composes himself, "let’s go outside, she’s waiting for me.”

a/n: that’s all 🧍🏽‍♀️ i hope this wasn’t terrible, i really tried my best! hoping to write a few more parts soon but i got work and stuff lol ☺️

im gonna make a taglist too, pls fill out this form if you wanna be on it!

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#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x black reader #eddie munson x black!reader #eddie stranger things #eddie munson x sinclair!reader #eddie #stranger things 4 #stranger things season 4 #st4 #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fics #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x sinclair reader #Spotify #she's an angel series

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suckthatskittlebiiitch · 1 year

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"You know you're mine, right?"

Pairing: Daryl Dixon × !Black Reader

Warning" Smut! Dirty talk, light slapping (ooh la la 😩)

A/N: Honestly im back In my daryl dixon slut Era and I won't apologize for it.

Summary: Daryl and a few others went on a run for supplies but came back with a few new faces. One of which had her lips against daryl's cheek...

"Where the hell are they?! It's been, " You checked the clock on the wall adjacent to the window you were currently peaking through the curtains of. "3 hours!! Oh my god, what if something happened?! See, I knew I should've gone. WHY DID I listen to Rick?!!" You huffed. Honestly, it hadn't been that long, but it felt like it. "Y/n girl, it's only been like maybe 45 mins tops." Rosita chuckled at your impatience. She knew how worrisome you got when it came to your family being out so long... especially a certain archer you've been dating for the past 4 yrs.

Before you could say anything the sound of the gates opening up caught your attention. "MOVE THATS THEM!!" you yelled pushing, but not trying to; Rosita out the way and opened the front door, jogging down the steps of your home to see who's coming through those big metal doors. Worry and anticipation crept through your body as you hoped to see everyone walk in safe and together. Thankfully that was the case but there were also new faces you didn't expect to see.

Two men, 2 women, 3 children all looking exhausted and scared. One however that wasn't included did not....your man, your archer daryl dixon.

He gave a half smile as he looked up seeing you waiting for him, you wanted to run and smother him with kisses but couldn't because he had a woman who was limping on his shoulder. Ah okay no biggie you thought...until

"T-thank you so much, we couldn't have made it without you 4." She smiled up at him and kissed him on the cheek. Daryl wasn't expecting such a form of gratitude and frankly...you wasn't either.

"Y-yeah yer welcome.." he mumbled. Daryl took a few steps not so subtle steps from her, but ms ma'am didn't take the hint.

"let me return the favor to you somehow-"

"I know you can return it by backing the fuck up from my man" you hissed with folded arms across your chest. The woman looked taken back and quickly returned the favor in question. Her hands were now in front of her. Daryl chuckled while shaking his head. "Sunshine..."

"we'll take them to the infirmary to get checked out and questioned," Michonne said with a smirk as she, Abraham, and Glenn took the others away.

Daryl wrapped an arm around your shoulders, kissed your head then tapped you on the ass silently telling you to follow him to your shared home. Once inside he shut the door with his foot. "Always so firey ain't cha baby" he drawled

"Only when I see a woman touching what's mine, from the root of your head down to the bottom of ya feet that's aaalll mine baby..now" You walked up to him pushing his crossbow off his shoulder then gently set it on the table nearby before jumping into his arms.

Daryl caught you in his big strong arms and slapped your ass with one hand. "M' all yours mama ain't gotta worry bout nobody taken me from ya" he kissed you softly on the lips. The kiss turned into more when you gripped the back of his head making him grunt. Daryl carried you over to the couch laying you down roughly.

He sat up to make quick work of taking off his shirt and undoing his jeans while you did the same with yours. You pulled him down to kiss him again and bite at his lip making him moan. "Fuck woman.."

"oh don't worry baby, im going to do just that" With a sly grin you pushed him against the couch to straddle him, hovering above his throbbing head just a little before sliding down slowly. You both moan in unison, he was so thick and you felt full every time. Your hips started rocking back and forth, the wetter you were the better it felt.

"who's dick is this Daryl?" he moaned and started bouncing on him. He gripped your hips grunting and moaning. "it's yours...fuck..yours..baby" he mumbled. You slapped him lightly. "can't hear you dixon..who's. dick. is. this." your hips moved faster, and moans were getting louder as that tightening feeling was coming.

"Dicks yours sunshine..take that dick..dirty fucking slut" Daryl slapped your ass then pulled you down into a rough kiss.

"Mmmmm yes..yes fuck baby i-IM CUMMING!!!" he held you close as you both came simultaneously. Heavy breathing came from the both of you, as he turned you over so he could lay down with you on top of him his dick still inside your pussy.

"See...had to..remind you who you belong to" You panted and kissed his chest then his neck. Daryl nodded as he lightly traced a pattern on your back, a smirk on his face.

"Still a lil fuzzy...might need another reminder"

#daryl dixon x black reader #daryl dixon smut #daryl dixon × female reader #daryl dixon x reader

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fox-guardian · 2 years

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[ID: A few digital drawings of the archive crew with cats on an off-white background. Martin is a fat white man with short, bright red hair and a small goatee, freckles, a tooth gap, and round glasses, and he's wearing a blue t-shirt; Sasha is an Afro-Latina woman with light brown skin, curly dark hair in a bun, cat-eye glasses and freckles, and she is wearing an orange hoodie; Tim is a mid-sized Latino man with light brown skin, a lilac mullet with the sides shaved, and he is wearing a purple t-shirt and laying under a blanket; and Jon is a thin Arab man with brown skin, black and gray hair pulled into a braid, a mustache, patchy beard, and eyebags, and he's wearing a green t-shirt and laying in bed under a blanket.

Martin is sitting up and has a white cat with brown paws and brown on the tip of her tail kneading his chest. He's smiling, holding her gently, and she is purring. Sasha is facing away from the viewer, looking at a small gray kitten with yellow eyes, who is playing with and biting her phone while looking at her mischievously. She says "baby boy" with a grumpy ">:T" emoticon next to her words. Tim is laying with his hands behind his head, smiling down at a sleeping brown kitten with pink toe beans laying shrimp-posed on his chest. Tim giggles at him. Jon is laying with his head propped up against a pillow and a white and brown kitten with little eyebrows laying on his chest tucked under his blanket, and he is holding the kitten protectively with both hands. Their conversation proceeds thus:

Jon: meeee-ow Kitten: MOW Jon: meow Kitten: MAOW

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oh wowzers its mallow family monday. im not done playing with this au and likely never will be. its kitties that inadvertently save the world and the gang taking care of them. what more could you want.

of course we got Martin's cat, the mother of the litter, Ms. Marsha Mallow, Sasha's little troublemaker Turing, Tim's little baby Lil Baby Fudge, and Jon's new son, Duke Archibald Von Mallow. they make me. SO happy.

#fg's art #the magnus archives #tma #martin blackwood #sasha james #tim stoker #jonathan sims #ms marsha mallow #turing mallow #lil baby fudge mallow #duke archibald von mallow #mallow family au #and sorry if the id is. off. at all. im writing this very late so. apologies

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burnt-coffeepot · 7 months

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i've decided that it doesnt matter if i fear i might be transgender just cuz of x

i fear i might be trans just cuz i feel uncomfortable with people treating me as nothing more than a sexy doll, just cuz i feel uncomfortable when people see me and they immediately think about sex.

i am uncomfortable with the thought of female sexual roles being associeted to me in other people's mind, and i want to control this as much as possible.

i am still really uncomfortable with the thought of sex and i dont let myself enjoy my sexual life cuz the shame and the uncomfortableness is just too big.

my friends still are shocked when it comes up and they discover i've been active, i've been the dominant part all the times. cuz they see me and then think about me as a sex doll and i hate it cuz it's not their fault and it's just the way society is built but it's not my fault either and i dont want to be associated with sex in this way.

im not a top, i am a switch, i probably would enjoy partaking in sexual acts in other positions of control, but i dont feel comfortable with what derives from it.

i fear im gonna be treated as a class B citizien Even More.

but being a guy, no one would care. being a guy my personhood would not be diminished because everyone assumes im dominant, so who cares. I feel helpless, and it doesn't help that the people around me comment on my body, on my boobs and my ass all the time to say how fuckable i am.

it all comes down to this, being born a female:

how fuckable i am in the eyes of others.

BUT THERE IS MORE TO WOMANHOOD THAN THIS and i love women and i dont think about sex when i see a pretty woman, even when she's dressed in a way that may lead most to think immediately about sex, i just see a fucking person.

so i dont understand why (in my mind) this applies Only To Me.

only I am perceived the wrong way.

that's why i feel i'd be more comfortable being a boy. and i've been a boy for a while now and I Am much more comfortable, really. But not everyone knows I'm a boy cuz im still stuck dressing in a way that communicates "womanhood" to the people around me.

I am not allowed happyness cuz it doesn't matter how much i try, everything everyone sees when they look at me is a fucking fleshlight that walks.

i feel like i am being denied personhood.

to think about my gender as something totally unrelated to sex for the past years has been so freeing

i have been experimenting: my gender is gaming, my gender is neon colors, my gender is black holes and nebulas, my gender is space pirates, my gender is gayboyfag, my gender is flapping my hands when im excited, my gender is glitter, my gender is an artwork made in paint ms.

this has been a liberating experience

but it's not enough yet

i need to start wearing clothes that match this idea that i have of me in my mind. i would love to be a lesbian too, if it weren't that i am bisexual BUT I STILL WOULD LIKE TO BE A LESBIAN

Like, I Mean if i lived 20 or 30 years ago, i would be rolling with the butches and the femmes, i would have found community with them, i would have started a riot grrrl band.

but i started "pretending" to be a boy on the internet when i was age 13/14, and i dont think that the liberation that i find in being perceived and treated as a boy (or boy adiacent genders) is gonna go away soon

so yeah, i think im transgender, im not an imposter, i really am.

why? cuz thinking about myself as a boy has only made me happier since i've started, and it has helped me get on the path to liberate myself from social pressure about sexuality and behaviour/manners.

if thinking about yourself as X gender makes you happier, EVEN IF YOU DIDNT THINK OF YOURSELF AS X GENDER ALL YOUR LIFE, then by all means i think you should be able to say you are X gender.

Chase happiness

Create Your Self

#trans #transgender #trans thoughts #gender #thoughts on gender #sexuality #tw sex #sexualization #self esteem

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mossy-rainfrog · 1 month

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[Video Description: A simple, black and white animation of Ahab genderbent as a woman. She is a chubby and buff older Persian woman with long hair in a low bun, and scars over her face, including a lightning scar over the left side of her face, a scar over her lip, and a forked scar over her nose. She wears a simple, collared shirt and holds onto a rope, as if climbing the rigging of a ship. She sings out for a whale, her voice commanding and gruff at the end. After the note ends, she grins widely. End ID.]

in honor of the 'Kill The Whale' album that anon sent me on my main blog and also lesbian visibility week, please have a very quick animation that is much less intended to be a good animation and much more intended to be me being category 10 homosexual about this woman.

i have a looooot of thoughts about how Ahab is portrayed in that adaptation (genuinely fascinating. much to say) but the most important thought is that her voice actor is incredible. Ms. Ahab.......... 😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳uhm. yeah. im gay thanks everyone for coming

#moby dick #mobydick #captain ahab #ahab moby dick #ahab #kill the whale #daniel emond #accessible art #described #mossy art #genderbend #genderbent #also more butch ahab and starbuck doodles upcoming i'll post those like tomorrow i think #animation #video

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whythefuckwouldisayprinter · 2 months

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7x4 live tweets

- RAVIIIIIII EYAYAYSHUY YEASSSSS SMY BABY IS HOMEEEE

- buck is literally going insane this is crazy

- “do you know what’s it’s like to meet someone and just click” “i do. i really do” with the somber ass look?? sir your GAY is showing

- this is the first time i’ve ever actually thought buddie might happen. if it isn’t, the producers are just laughing in our faces atp

- they’re really not paying enough attention to the fact that that woman SHOT her son

- harry ate athena’s ass up bc why are you always defending the cop black woman??? that’s the one thing abt her character i try to ignore

- the amazon ad? hello?

- ms. nelson was acting her ass off

- i genuinely feel like i can’t watch this episode the secondhand embarrassment is getting me

- and the gag is tommy is so nice and normal to buck th at he could just ask if he could join his and eddies plans and tommy would say yes but buck is so in his head about his crush friendship with eddie that he’s spiraling

- this basketball sequence is so tense im cringing omg

- this is is embarrassing to watch im losing my mind

- chimney using bucks name as a verb to mean messing something up was uncalled for a little cruel tbh especially bc we know he already struggled with that

- also harry is 34 wtf is this. how old is he every supposed to be

- “it’s not about right or wrong, it’s about making it home alive” athena kinda ate that. she’s still wrong though

- this show needs to stop taking about race especially in the context or relationship with cops bc they never do it right. moral of the story is sympathize with the cop and don’t ever be angry or upset or disgruntled or annoyed in public ever bc if you are, whatever happens to you is your fault bc you should know better than to show human emotion and be black

- also this is all cute and fun and buck is jealous and doesn’t know how to act ha ha but sir you’re 30 something your sister shouldn’t have to tell you that hurting people for attention is bad

- this was the wrong episode to watch at work i literally have no words just want to scream

#911 tv show #911 on abc #911 abc #buddie #evan buckley

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philtstone · 9 days

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last line fic

beloved @firstelevens tagged me with excellent timing, as after a month of writing nothing i finally got inspired over the last 48 hours and wrote Much

rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).

“What’s the problem here?” “Gus is a widow,” Shawn says solemnly. “A black widow, to be precise.” “Like the spider?” says Juliet, scrunching her nose. “I’m a widower,” corrects Gus, shooting a look at his friend. “My wife died four years ago. And that is an irrelevant piece of information here, Shawn. We are discussing the likelihood that our normal, well adjusted, beautiful neighbor Ms Patricia Jackson is a psycho murderer, and the answer is no.” “I was giving Juliet context, Gus. You wouldn’t be so intent on romancing this woman if you weren’t feeling a little lonely!” “I will slap you, Shawn.”

"this was not one line" you say. well im making the rules here

tagging @sesamestreep @tllgrrl @flyinghome-againstthewind and anyone else who wants a go!

also, this fic is technically done so ill post it tonight, probably. i promise it is both more and less unhinged than it seems.

#my writing #last line meme #psych

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empty-dream · 9 months

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Just watched Zom 100: Bucket List of the Dead

24 years old overworked office worker in Tokyo finally gets his day off when the city is overrun by zombie outbreak, then decides to do all the things he can't do when he was trapped in his hellish job before he becomes a zombie himself.

I like it because it's stupid real lmao. Nothing's gonna stop me from grabbing my favorite beverage to spend a long overdue off-day with, even if it's the end of the world.

This is a writing about the anime, not the live action movie. I do wonder why they released both anime and live action at the same time. As of this writing, the anime has 7 episodes already.

1st episode really sets the mood. The majority of the episode is black and white, symbolizing Akira's burnout meaningless day to day life. Then the colors suddenly explodes in vibrant and emotional manner as he undergoes a major life changing moment. You have to see it yourself.

Ngl a huge part of my drive to watch this is because it's written by Haro Aso, the mangaka for the Alice in Borderland. Which is an amazing story please read the manga/watch the Netflix series I'M BEGGING.

In a similar vein to AiB, Zom 100 is ultimately about life and how to cherish and fight for it in difficult, dying times. While AiB, being suspense thriller, is a lot more grim in exploring the theme, Zom 100 has a more lighthearted and carefree approach, though not without its own heartrending moments.

It's a fresh breather because the main protagonist and his friends are not highschoolers. For people who are already working, their ups and downs in their respective occupations at their respective ages are pretty relatable.

As expected of Haro Aso. He also incorporated a lot of different occupations for his cast in AiB, like forensic police or corporate lawyers, even though its main characters are still highschoolers (Not the case in the Netflix version tho, they get age-lifted).

Akira reminds me a lot of Shinra Kusakabe from Fire Force. Maybe because of the similar plain straight black hairstyle a la shounen protagonist, with a personality that's loud and cheery yet still politely kind. With dream of wanting to be heroes.

Also loving the dynamic between main cast. Akira-Kencho's is really that one friend you made in school that stuck with you for the rest of your life hell or high water. Their personalities clash with the uptight Ms. Risk Analysis and its fun to see how they mingle with each other. Unfortunately the blonde samurai woman has not appear yet so I cant comment but Im very sure she would be a fun addition.

The OP and ED are so catchy and lively, even though they have different type of music (as far as my meager musical knowledge can assess). Both are pretty vibrant, complete with the vivid images, truly a fitting celebration for the story. I love how the song titles (Song of the Dead and Happiness of the Dead, respectively) keep up with the X of the Dead theme naming.

The OP uses footages from previous episodes and it hits kinda hard in EP 7 for reasons happened in that arc. There seems to be at least 2 versions of the ED credit, which have some slight differences between each other.

Tl:dr this is what toxic working condition will do to a man

#zom 100 bucket list of the dead #zom 100 #random saying

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venusstarz34 · 3 months

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Sebastian Sallow: Dangerously Yours episode 1-Masquerade

!I DO NOT OWN THE SCRIPT OR THE CHARACTERS! Just a heads up, I’m still finishing the game, so if it is not greatly accurate, I apologize. This is just for fun

“And so, my dear girl,” The man sitting across from the young girl said. “you have our reasons for choosing you for this mission. You are very young, you are clever, and you are very beautiful.” Her face remained serious, despite the compliments he was handing out to her. “Because of your youth, you should be exceptionally valuable to us.” “I am at your command, headmaster.” She nodded in agreement to him. His face hardened for a moment before relaxing again, as if he caught himself from snapping. “From now on you will forget my title. In all of our communications, you will address me as Mr. Black.” She nodded again, making a mental note of this in her head. “Now let us get onto things. I hope the troubled will not be too difficult for you,” His emphasis on troubled did not go unnoticed by her. “He is a sure man. And when you have obtained our information, you will conceal the message in this silver envelope and send an owl to us immediately. Trust no one. We rely on your discretion.” He handed her the gleaming silver envelope and she pocketed it. “I understand.” She says. “These papers will tell you everything you need to know about Sallow. Even how you will be meeting him tonight.” She took the papers from his hand.

”Good evening miss!” The bellboy had called to her while taking her bags. The sound of the train hushing down the tracks. “Have my bags sent to suite 913” She said. “Yes ma’am” She gave the boy a smile as he headed off. The young woman searched the room for her target, the gold coins clinking in her pocket as she walked. When she spotted him, she quickly composed herself and made her way over. The man was talking to someone, stopping his sentence when he spotted her. “Is everything alright miss?” He asked. She threw the coins onto the table in anger. “Take your money back, Luigi. I don’t want it anymore. I’m through!” She storms off, her face calm, which is a difference from only a moment ago. The man is calling after her, trying to keep up with her fast strides. “Is something wrong, sir?” One of the bellboys asked. “Yes, did you see the lady who had stopped at my table?” The bellboy nodded. “She mistakenly gave me money thinking it was mine. Do you know who she is?” The bellboy nodded again. “Ms. L/n. Her suite is 913.”

There was a know on Y/n’s door. “Just a moment!” She called. She made her way to the door and opened it, seeing the man she had yelled at earlier. “Miss, I’m afraid you made a mistake. My name is not Luigi, and these are not my coins.” He said. The woman smiled. “Yes I know. Won’t you come in, Mr. Sallow?” Sebastian seemed taken aback. “You- You know who I am?” She gave a laugh. “Of course I do! You were the most handsome man im the dining area. And I was very lonely, so I thought ‘tonight, I will have an adventure! I will make the acquaintance of the distinguished Sebastian Sallow” Sebastian was as confused as he was amazed. “How do you know my name?” He asked. “It was not difficult to find out” She said like it was quite obvious. “How do you know I wouldn’t run off with your coins?” Sebastian seemed suspicious. “I took that chance. Besides, they’re insured.” She lets out a laugh. “Are you angry?” Sebastian also laughs at her question. “No, I am not angry. If some kind fate wishes to send a beautiful lady to dine with me, I can only be grateful.” He pauses for a moment. “You will do me the honor, won’t you, Madam?” She nods her head at him and smiles. “I should be delighted.”

“What would you like for dinner?” Sebastian asked her one evening. “What does a great wizard eat? Hippogriff leg and kneazel tail and- What do you usually eat?” She looked at him with humor in her eyes. “What does a great witch usually eat?” “Almost anything” “Well, uhm. Then.. how about roast beef?” He asked and they both laughed. “Alright” She responded.

On one evening, they had decided to go to a fair. A man yelled around for people to watch Y/n shoot a clay pigeon. “I will never be able to hit a thing!” She worries. “Don’t let me down before all these people!” He whispers in her ear and her breath hitches, her face flushes and she feels a rush of adrenaline. “I’ll try.” She shoots the pigeon and misses entirely. “Good heavens!” She cries. “And the little lady down a dancing dog” The fair man joked, making the crowd laugh.

They strayed away from the fair, and off to a field to watch the stars. “Look Y/n! A shooting star! Did you wish?” Sebastian points to the sky. Y/n looks over quickly but was too late. “Oh, I didn’t have time.” She said disappointed. “And there is something you’d wish for?” “Yes” “What did you wish?” He asked her. She was hesitant and she looked up at the stars. “I was wishing that- that we were two other people. Two people who need not say goodbye.” Y/n’s eyes stayed on the stars, while Sebastian’s were fixated on her. “Perhaps it can be that way.”

Back in Sebastians room, he talked with his long time friend and partner. “Forgive me, Sebastian, but I’m not easy on my mind about this business. I wish you wouldn’t go see that woman tonight.” Ominis said as Sebastian put on his coat. “How could I stay away? Ominis, for the first time in my life, I am completely head over heels in love.” “But, Sebastian-“ Ominis tried to stop him. “I know what you’re thinking, I have a mission to perform and I have no right to fall in love. But, things don’t always work out the way we’d like them to have work out, do they, Ominis?” Ominis looked distressed and worried for his best friend. “Oh, I don’t know what to come up of all this.” “Oh Ominis, neither do I, neither do I! But perhaps we shall find out tonight.” And with that, Sebastian has left his room in a hurry.

“Y/n, I have a message from you from Mr. Black.” Her maid came in to her room. “What is it?” She wondered the meaning of the message and hoped it wasn’t too serious. “He says you must obtain our information immediately. You have taken too long. You are to get it tonight.” “Tonight?!” Y/n stood up in a distress. “Mr. Black has been very lenient with you, because this is your first mission. But he will not be lenient any longer. It is not wise to anger Mr. Black. He is a dangerous enemy to have. Forgive me, Y/n, I was sent to serve you as a maid, not to give you advice.” Y/n took a deep breath in and decided what she needed to do. “You’re right. Don't worry. the mission will be completed tonight." "You have a silver envelope?" The maid asked and Y/n nodded. "Then I will wait for you at the appointed place.” She started to leave before stopping. “Do not fail us. The mission will be completed tonight.” The maid left the room, closing the door behind her, and leaving Y/n with her worries. How is she supposed to kill the man she loved?

“Y/n, I offer you three things most dear to me: my heart, my country, and my dream.” Sebastian said as they sat together in his room. “You are too generous!” Y/n replied. She tried to keep up the act for as long as possible, but she wasn’t sure if it even was an act anymore. Sebastian quickly turned to look at her. “Y/n you must listen to me. Since that first hour we met I’ve been completely yours! There’s never been anyone else for me and there never will.” Her face filled with panic hearing his words and knowing what she had to do. “Oh, please please don’t say anymore. There are worlds between us, worlds that can’t be bridged with words.” He stood up and grabbed her hands in his. “You said one night that you wish we were two different people. I think you may have that wish, Y/n.” “But, what do you mean?” He pulled her to her feet, their hands still held together. “Only that I am close to my victory and my followers may not need so much of my service any longer.” Her eyes were wide and she could barely get her words out. “Close to victory?” “I am going to tell you something tonight, Y/n. Something that will put my life in your hands.”

“Your.. life?” She didn’t want to hear what he was saying. He was close to victory? She had to hurry with this mission, but she couldn’t find it in herself to do it. “It would mean my life will be used to get to certain circles, yes.” “Then don’t tell me. How do you know that you can trust me?” He really shouldn’t. After everything they’ve been through, every walk, every fair, every dinner, it was an act. She was here to kill him. But her act was faltering. “I love you, and I believe you love me.” She was silent for a minute before taking her hands away. “You’re quite wrong. This has been only an adventure to me.” She hoped her words would hurt him more than they hurt her. “That isn’t true, Y/n.” “It is true! You smiled at me, I was flattered. It was an adventure for a holiday mood.” She hoped and prayed her words were like venom to him to make this process all the more easier.

“You may as well take my heart, Y/n. It’s already so full of you. You walked into it the day we met.” He was basically on his knees now, his hands on his chest over his heart. She looked down at him with forced disgust. “You’re a fool, Sebastien, best of all.” “Isn’t any man who falls in love? Do you know what you are to me? You’re something to believe in again. You’re a type of person that had ceased to exist for me. A fine and honest woman.” She mentally cringed at the word honest, a twinge of guilt throwing itself on the already growing pile. His hands were now on her thighs, fingering the lace of her skirt. His touches were gentle as he begged. She had to force herself to step away from him. “Oh darling, you are such a child! Take your foolish little dream and your heart and go!” Her eyes brimmed with tears as she pleaded. “Please go!” “What is it, what’s wrong, my dear?” He stood back up to be eye level with her.

“You know nothing about me. You’ve known me only three weeks!” She spoke through her tears. “Three weeks? Y/n, I have known you all my life!” “All your life!” She scoffed. “It’s true. Why, I’ve seen you in a thousand plays, read you in as many books. When I’ve listened to beautiful music I’ve thought, ‘she’d like this.’ I’ve looked at flowers and known that one day I’d give them to you.” He took her tear stand face between his hands, but she pushed him away. “Oh stop, stop! You must listen to me, I’m not that woman! Perhaps I was once, but I’m not now. You see, you were wrong. You can’t trust me.” She turned away from him, not bearing to be able to look him in the eyes any longer. “Are you trying to tell me that someone whose name we both know and won’t mention sent you?”

She turned around, dumbfounded at his words. “What are you saying?” “You see, I’ve known all along. I had Ominis look you up the day you arrived.” Her jaw was slightly dropped and her eyes wide. “And- and it didn’t make any difference?” Sebastian walked over towards her, pulling her in. He cupped her cheek and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. He pulled away and looked her deep in her eyes. “It didn’t make any difference. You see, I trust you. You came here to betray me. That is your mission, Y/n L/n. And yet, I am so sure of my love that I will trust you with my life and what is more valuable-the lives of my people.”

“I will betray you.” She says not breaking eye contact. “If you do, you will betray yourself at the same time.” She nods. “Yes. “Yes I know.” “So, you shall know my secret. Even now as we sit here, there is a great network growing tighter around the Wizard nations around the world. Treaties, pacts, alliances being formed against the man who sent you. Tonight I will sign a pact that will set the wheels in motion to destroy him.” “Destroy him?! No!” She tried to step away from him again but he held her close. “He’s made many mistakes. The greatest of all was sending you here, Y/n.” “Why?” “He knew I should love you, but he didn’t guess that you would fall in love with me.”

“No… he didn’t guess that.” “Then you see that you must betray him.” His hand was still on her cheek, drawing small circles with his thumb. “If I betray you, I betray myself. If I betray him, I betray my school. My school is very dear to me.” “Dearer than I?” “No..” She felt like she was melting with his words. She couldn’t do it. She couldn’t betray Sebastian and kill the only one she has ever loved like this. “Oh no, not dearer than you.” “Then, will you help me defeat him?” “Help you? Defeat him?” He nodded. “By telling me his plans. That’s the only way I can defeat him. We can’t both win, you see, Y/n?”

“I’m beginning to see.” She’s losing herself to his words, his touch, his face, his lips. She’s losing herself to him. “Then you will help me.” “By giving you any information I may possess concerning our plans?” “Yes.” She’s silent before pushing herself away from him again. “You’re very clever, aren’t you? Oh, I can read you like a book now. You thought I was young and easily swayed.” She pointed a finger at his chest. “That you could make me love you and that I would throw away my school, my duty for you?!”

“That’s not the way to look at it, Y/n.” He put his hand on her arm but she snatched it away. “You weren’t so wise after all, because you’ve lost, you hear me?! Lost! You’ve guessed wrong in our little duel of wits. You forgot how close hate is to love.” “You don’t know what you’re saying, Y/n!” She pulls out her wand and points it to him. “I know exactly what I’m saying! You never loved me!You knew that I loved you and you used that!”

“Y/n stop talking like a child, we’re playing for power now!” Her voice had become eerily calm as she now spoke with a bit of force and fury. “Yes, we are, aren’t we? This is a wand in my hand, Sebastian. I’d advise you to be careful what you say.” His face immediately turned to one of amusement. “Well, rather melodramatic, aren’t you? Tell me, will I be the second flick of your wand ir the third?” He chuckles. “Mind if I stretch?” “Stretch?” She was confused by his amusement of the situation. Like, for Godric’s sake she had a wand in her hand and he didn’t. “I always stretch before a duel.”

“You can do anything you please, Sebastian. But you have very little time to do it in.” Her wand is still pointed at his chest, the same smirk on his face. His eye brows raise a bit at her words. “You mean you’re actually going to kill me?” “I mean just that.” Her words were firm on the outside, but she was still debating her decisions. “Well, go ahead.” “I’ll do this my own way. Look, you already know my purpose in being here. Now you will either give me my information or I will kill you. You have till nine o’clock.” The clock on the wall read 8:57.

“You won’t do it. You can’t pull the trigger. You can’t pull it because you love me. It takes a very brave and a very cold woman to do that, Y/n, and I don’t think you can. Isn’t that true? Isn’t that why you’re waiting?” “That’s not true.”

“Or is it that you want to watch your victim? You want my heart to constrict with agony, my hands to shake. You want me to plea for my life so you can make a generous gesture and spare me. Sorry, Y/n, I don’t seem to be much in the mood for prayers tonight.” With a shrug of his shoulders and a tilt of his head he spoke. Sebastian knew her. He knew so much about her in only a matter of days it shocked her.

“You don’t think I’ll do it. That’s why you’re so brave-you don’t think I’ll do it. You wouldn’t be so brave otherwise. You’re a coward at heart! You lied to me, you deceived me!” “You tried to deceive me.” Her grip on her wand tightened. “I’m tired of listening to you.” She spoke.

“You gave me your heart, you know. You’d like me to hand it back, whole again. But I won’t. You’ll live a long time yet, Y/n, and eternity without me. You will look into the faces of passersby, hoping for something that will, for an instant, bring me back to you. You will find moonlit nights strangely empty because, when you call my name through them, there will be no answer. Always your heart will be aching for me and your mind will give you the doubtful consolation that you did a ‘brave thing.’”

Tears began to pour down her face once more as she looked at him angrily. “You dare talk about bravery?” “What else do we have to talk about, Y/n? For me, there will never be another woman but you. For my heart there is another love that must come before you, my followers. You’re so still. Your face is like ice. What are you thinking about, Y/n?” She hadn’t moved in a minute. Her tears were drying and the time now read 8:59.

Her voice is quiet. “What does anything you can say matter? You betrayed me with words. What good are words when your heart is breaking? If I fail now, I shall deserve to die. You tricked me into loving you.” “Aren’t you forgetting that you came here for the same purpose?”

“I couldn’t betray you. I tried to tell you. You said you already knew. I was as honest as I knew how to be.” Sebastians voice began to raise as he spoke. “Do you think I wanted to love you? Knowing where you came from and what your mission was? Don’t you suppose that every hour we were together Iw as thinking ‘she’s just pretending’?” “I wasn’t! I loved you!” Y/n screamed.

“And I loved you so much I let you pretend! Because you brought something to my days I couldn’t stand the thought of losing. Listen to your heart, Y/n. Feel it pounding.” She took a deep breath as the clock on the wall struck nine. “Your time is up.” She says coldly. “And my last words-I love you Y/n” “You determine to die with a lie on your lips?! Avada kedavra!” She screamed as she shot the spell towards him. “I- love you Y/n.” He groaned as his body hit the floor. “Oh Godric!” Her voice was shakey. She ran out of the room and down the hall.

“Ominis. Ominis.” Sebastian weekly called from in the room. Ominis cane running in. “Sebastian, I heard the spell.” “Help me up, I will be alright.” He grunted in pain as Ominis helped him up. “Oh, I knew you shouldn’t have come here. I’ll get a doctor.” Ominis tried to rush out the door before Sebastian stopped him. “No! No no it’s too late.”

“I waited by the door like you told me too. I watched her run down the stairs. Please, let me get a doctor.” “No, Ominis. I want you to send a message at once. The usual destination.” Ominis nodded. “‘Black, the masquerade is over. Ex. 32 reports that Y/n L/n is trustworthy and loyal. You may intrust in her care any documents. She will not betray you. Report case 255 closed. Ex. 32.’ Conceal it as usual, Ominis, in a silver envelope.” “Please let me call her back. You must tell her the truth before it’s too late.” Ominis begged.

“Tell her the truth? Tell her the truth so that she will watch the stars through tears instead of following the one cold star that is her destiny? No, no, Ominis. Let her think I never loved her. One day she will follow a flag to the same fate as mine. We must leave her the strength for that hour.”

THE END

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