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it goes against so much of what i stand for to share "palestinians are humans, they have hobbies, they have pets, they laugh and cry" kind of posts because i've spent so much of my life and career completely rejecting the notion that we should humanize ourselves, that we should ever be defensive, that we should entertain this racism at all
but it breaks my heart when i have to share them from people in gaza, who are using their five minutes of internet connection, their 25% of battery charge collected from a macguyvered car battery, emotionally exhausted, thirsty and hungry, sleeping in schools that have turned into refugee shelters and still making the time to say "please, i am human too, i am still alive, please fight for me" in english to appeal to the only people who have the power to help
i shared a tweet from a jjk artist in gaza i follow about a bts photocard being found in the middle of the rubble. even the love of anime and kpop and sports is no longer just a hobby, but an appeal to humanity. what was once a source of joy is now proof of life.
the worst part is that you won't find this content in arabic. palestinians don't post like this in arabic. but when they translate themselves, they recognize that they must humanize themselves first. it's an unspoken understanding of dehumanization, one that has dictated a whole region's understanding of the value of human life. in arabic they speak with dignity, with anger, with sorrow. in english, they appeal for their existence.
i share these posts not just because we have to reach everyone we can, because im being asked to and i will not refuse. but i also share them because they're evidence of how deep the racism has run. at what dehumanization leads to. of war crime after war crime. this too i will not forget.
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I don’t have that big of a platform but i’m still gonna use it for good. Please contact your government officials and tell them to ceasefire in Gaza now! Israel has been continuously breaching international law it needs to stop!
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Even chases you around enough to rile him up before he’s bending you over the nearest surface and having his way with you
You cant tell me Bakugou doesn't fuck you in the middle of a scary movie cause he's a bit jealous you find the slasher so hot.
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i would literally write all day and night if it meant never coming to work again
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Thinking about Sidekick Kiri! who’s just starting off and hates his job but bares through it just so he can pamper you.
He could handle doing the pros paperwork, picking up their food orders and even taking the unwanted graveyard shifts if it meant he could spoil you.
Your hair? Done.
Your lash appointment? Scheduled
That full set and pedi you wanted? Oh Kirishima would be accompanying you. He’s a firm believer that men should get mani pedis regularly (no one can tell me different) and of course he’d choose your colors when you get indecisive like you always do.
#sidekick kiri#kirishima eijirou#kirishima drabble#kirishima x reader#too late for this#or am i too early??
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Indoctrinated
TW: Manipulation, Yandere Themes, Toxic Elements, Porn w/ No Plot
Read at your own risk ⚠️
-Runaway Oiran! reader
Cult Leader! Douma who welcomes you with open arms. His dick twitches in his pants when you ask if he can protect you from the Okasan you belonged to at the red light district. Oh you were a runaway Oiran, weren’t you just the cutest little thing. Of course he can protect you darling. You sought him out after all, the leader of The Eternal Paradise Faith; you needed him. He’d be more than happy to oblige as long as you give him what he wants in return…
“And you understand the consequences for defecting?” The 'Lord' with rainbow colored eyes- eyed you skeptically.
“Yes sir.”
“Fine you can stay, follow me” Douma commands flatly.
“I’ll keep you safe little one”
You didn’t want to be here but it was your last resort. Your okasan was going to sell you off to a man you had no interest in being with. You had no interest in being an Oiran either but it was just the hand you were dealt.
Your parents had been in a lot of debt to the wrong people. In exchange for their lives they sold you to your Okasan. You wondered how much you were worth to them.
Thankfully you had escaped the house before you took any clients. Your purity still in tact as you set out to find the only man who could help you.
Douma
You padded softly behind him, walking through corridor after corridor. His quarters were larger than you expected, and much colder. It makes sense, you’ve heard the stories about his ‘cryokinesis’. Which is all they were ‘stories’. You didn’t believe in powers and magic or heaven and hell; one thing you did know was Douma has money and influence. He could keep you safe.
You followed him into a large bedroom, it was much nicer than anything you had at home. Douma stayed by the door watching as you explored the space.
You didn’t even notice him close and lock the door.
“Do you think you’ll be comfortable here Y/N?”
“Anything’s better than the alternative, my lord” Douma can see the anxiety radiate across your face. He almost felt bad for what he was going to do, almost.
“Good good, then let me explain the rules” a slick smile crossed his face, rainbow colored eyes turning predatory in an instant.
“I have been looking for a personal companion of sorts. A mate.” ‘Mate?’ you thought. What was he some kind of animal?
“Ah ah pay attention Y/N.” He was in front of you now, patting your head like a child.
“You belong to me now” he moves a strand of hair out of your face and watches emotion flood your features.
“W-what you can’t just- that’s the reason I left home! I- you can’t just take my choice away.”
“You came to me for help darling, I can do whatever I want. You know what will happen if you try to leave.” A swift hand grabs your cheeks pushing them together. They’re freezing cold, what was this? You squirm in his hold but he doesn’t let go.
‘Was this his power?’
“Don’t look so sad darling, i’ll let you in on my little secret since we’ll be spending the rest of your life together.” Tears fill your lash line, how could you be so gullible to fall into a trap like this.
“I’m not a savior like all these people believe; I am a very powerful demon” he preened.
He drags you over to the king size bed in the middle of the room and makes you have a seat. He sinks to his knees in front of you and his hands move to your legs.
“Wait Lord- Douma please don’t do this.” Long sharp claws dig into the meat of your thighs and you cry out in pain.
“I won’t tell anyone! Please just let me go!” Your vision was starting to blur from crying.
“Doesn’t matter” he breathes as he rips your dress, exposing your beautiful curves and pushing you backwards.
“Fuck I knew you were the right pick” he’s panting now as he suckles at your breasts. Sharp fangs graze your sensitive nubs and you gasp.
“Too fuckin cute, ‘m gonna stuff you full.”
He kisses you hard and a whine leaves your lips.
He pulls away and your hands come to cover your face as a blush spreads across your cheeks.
‘Absolutely sinful’ Douma thinks.
“Please, sir i’ve never…” your ears start to burn.
You watch as he pieces what you’re saying together. Maybe you shouldn’t of said that.
“Even fucking better” Douma basically moans out.
“I’ve been through many whores, none of them ever really came close to satisfying me. They tasted better than they fucked if i’m being honest.”
“Thought you’d just be expendable like the others, but I get the feeling i’m gonna keep you around for a bit; yea?” however it wasn’t phrased like a question at all.
‘Tasted, expendable?’ you panicked and pushed the demon off of you catching him by surprise.
Before you could make a run for it his hand wrapped around your hair pulling you back to him. Hard.
Using his grip he threw you back on the bed but face down this time. He pulled your hands behind you and froze them together as well as your feet in place on the floor.
“Fighting will just make it worse darling, I never can resist playing with my food.” You let out a sob as your body goes motionless.
You try to pretend you’re anywhere but here as you feel his length rub against you.
Thick hands spread you apart harshly to spit on your cunt.
He was going to fuck you with no prep. You begin to writhe, despite not being able to escape his ice. No way in hell could you take him unprepared; he was too big.
“‘S ok baby it’ll fit” he said as if reading your mind. He sounded breathless, desperate even.
He began to push his length inside of you, stretching you open.
“Oh my god” you whined. Tears pricked your eyes as he bottomed out.
“That’s right little one, from now on i’m your fucking GOD” his pace increases as his booming laughter fills the space.
He was everything but gentle as his hips hammered into yours.
By the time he finally stuffed you full of his cum (like he said he was going to) you were a blubbering incoherent mess.
He pulled out of your abused hole and a self satisfied smile spreads across his face as he watched a mix of your essence drip out.
“You’re real cute, gonna have so much fun fucking you into the shape of me.”
He pulled your hips back to meet his once again and started his brutal pace once again, mounting you and making you take all 8in of him.
“God- fuck! please stop it hurts” you cry out as he begins to pound into your cervix.
His massive frame leans over you , soft lips coming to kiss at your throat.
Incessant pleas go ignored by the demon lord; he was just so pent up he didn’t even think about stopping.
Feeling how wet you were, how tight; he needed all of you. Everything you had was going to be his.
He was your God now and he was gonna make sure you never left his side.
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thank u guys for the validation i don’t have the money for a therapist 😘
writing fanfic means ignoring my responsibilities all day while imagining how cartoon characters fuck and then being validated by some horny internet stranger with a username like "spitinmybootyholetomiokagiyuu" who says nicer things about me than my parents ever did
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someone said suguru and satoru’s veils are each others color and it’s true …i’m a fucking mess ☹️
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ABOUT ME
-Hi I’m soul3ater🩵
♡ Cancer, 07/10
♡ This is my writing blog
♡ I’m 18 so anyone under that can f/o
♡ I am multiracial but mostly black and white. (I write for everyone)
Current Fandoms: BNHA, Demon Slayer, JJK, AOT, and Hell’s Paradise
I haven’t updated? I’m probably high asf sorry not sorry :(
#finally introducing myself#sorry it took so long#hello my lovelies#yandere bakugo x reader#bakugo imagine#minors dni#kirishima smut#kirishima imagine
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TW: Non/dubcon themes, non consensual filming
Classmate Bakugo! who (to be honest) scares you a little. His booming voice and large physique have you keeping your distance from him at all times.
He can’t stand you either. Thinks your a dumb little slut who can’t protect herself. (Your quirk was useful but only in a team setting. If you were separated you were pretty much useless.)
Then why was he so intrigued by you.
Putting cameras in your dorm was his first step. He chalked it up to just wanting to make sure no one broke in and took advantage of you.
Till he did just that.
You were basically askin for it anyway. He saw the way you used your cute little vibrator before you fell asleep.
Your soft moans stuck in his head on repeat.
“Fuck” he thought as he watched the tape of you. You didn’t need some goddamn silicone toy, you need him; his cock.
But don’t worry you wouldn’t be without it for long.
He doesn’t even have to sneak into your dorm. You had left your key in class, good thing Bakugo was around to grab it for you. Seriously what if some creep like Mineta got ahold of it.
You should be thanking him.
He makes his way to your bed, admiring your sleeping form; disheveled from the few orgasms you gave yourself.
Standing over you he feels powerful, like he belongs there. Which can only explain the reason he feels this way about you. Because you belong together.
He palms his cock through his pants, letting out a hiss at the contact. He was already at full mast and he hadn’t even touched you yet.
He reached down a cups your asscheeks, pulling your thong to the side with his thumb.
His digit slides through your folds collecting your arousal before he pops it in his mouth.
He can’t stop the sinful moan he lets out.
You shuffle in the bed but don’t wake up. He thanks the universe and lines his cock up with your entrance.
He slowly sinks into you feeling your gummy walls struggle to fit around his girth. You start to adjust as he picks up his pace, stealthiness all but forgotten.
A whine bubbles in your chest and your eyes slowly start to open.
Vermillion orbs meet yours as strong hips continue to buck into you.
“Bakugo? What’s going on?” Your soft voice is almost enough to make him finish, almost. He wasn’t gonna waste this moment by giving in too early.
“Shh baby, it’s ok” his head comes and rests on your shoulder, as he fucks you harder. He pins your wrist above you with one hand just in case.
“Couldn’t stop fuckin thinking about you sweetness, had to know how- fuck- how you feel.”
You knew this was wrong but what could you do? Who would believe you if you told them what happened?
Might as well lay back and let him give you what you know you want. You didn’t want to be on the other side of his wrath anyway.
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then never making it out anyway bc you look so good he bends you over the nearest surface he sees🫣
“you’re just too fuckin’ pretty baby”
buying new fancy dresses and clothing and not having anywhere to go in them. you’re moaning about it and bakugou’s like “i’ll take you somewhere. i’ll clear the evenin’ and we can go out. wear the pink one.”
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Delivery Driver! Kirishima who you can tell works out on top of lifting heavy packages all day. His large frame but soft demeanor have you soaking through your panties. How can you say no when he asks to enter your apartment to help you build your new shelf. After all how was a small thing like you gonna get it inside, it was the gentlemanly thing to do. And if it ends with you bent over the couch taking his fat cock then maybe it was fate.
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Pro-Hero Bakugo! who pays for everything bc he wants you to be dependent on him. While he’s at it he’ll make you quit your job after the smallest inconvenience, they don’t deserve your time anyway. Just give in and let him take care of you.
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ꕥMasterlistꕥ
TW: Sexual Content, Yandere Themes, Non-con Elements
Fics
Petty Criminal- BNHA
Little Princess: Pt.1 Pt.2- BNHA
In Over Your Head- BNHA
Mouse- ASSASSINATION CLASSROOM
Indoctrinated- Demon Slayer
In Progress...
Pretty Little Assistant- Can be found on my AO3
Imagines💭
Dependent- BNHA
Fate- BNHA
Pampered- BNHA
All works © imisskacchan 2023. Do not modify, repost, or plagiarize my work.
#yandere blog#read the warnings#karma smut#karma akabane#karma x reader#yandere bakugo x reader#viking bakugo#demon slayer
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Mouse
Summary: You were an assassin sent to kill him. What happens when your cover is blown?
TW: Non-con, Kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome, Mob Boss Karma
Words: 4k
“Can you handle this task Y/N? If not we will find someone more capable” Lovro asked.
That made my blood boil, as if there’s anyone more capable of killing that bastard than me.
“I can handle it” I say, collecting my gear and walking out with only one goal in mind, Kill Karma Akabane.
I’ve been waiting for a chance to get revenge all these years. It’s only fitting he dies by my hand.
Karma and I grew up together, however we were never friends. He was a self assured asshole who used everyone for his own personal gain. I couldn’t stand him. With both of us being in E-class it was hard to avoid him.
Somehow we always got paired up no matter how many times I asked Koro sensei to not assign him as my partner. Our differences were made apparent every single time he put me on my ass. It was like he was showing me that I was nothing compared to him. I couldn’t even begin to compare. With grades or skill. But besides training he always kept his distance from me. Like he was too good to even be in my presence.
I hated him, but only because I didn’t. He was everything I wanted to be, everything I wanted for myself always ended up falling into his lap somehow.
I Just wanted to prove to him, to everyone, that I was just as good as he was. I never was though. I was a ‘little mouse’ and he was the big bad cat. No matter how hard I trained or studied, I could never reach his level. Well until now.
Now nothing’s going to stop me from completing this mission and proving how much better I am. He wasn’t going to leave me in the dust this time, I'm not going to let him. I can’t wait to see the look on his face when I'm the last thing he sees.
I had already gone shopping and chosen the outfits and accessories I needed to ‘play’ his new secretary. It has been so long there’s no way he’ll recognize me.
He’d forget someone as plain and useless as me and that will be his downfall. Like he said he would, he is now the highest ranked politician in Tokyo, however he is also the leader of the Yakuza which puts bounties on his head. Bounties that I'll soon collect.
I text Lovro and let him know everything’s in place for my first day at his office. It’s going to be hard keeping my cool around him but oh so worth it in the end.
He has a hard time keeping assistants because of his sadistic tendencies. I know them all too well from our time in junior high.
His strength will cause his demise. I walk into the building and fight the urge to puke. It’s huge and luxurious, he doesn’t deserve it, he doesn’t deserve anything.
He’s gotten his power from stepping on others and using them as pawns. I’m going to put an end to it.
I keep my head down as I walk to the elevator, there’s no need to cause unnecessary attention to myself. This is a stealth mission, I have to keep a low profile. Once I reached the elevator I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. Here goes everything I've ever worked for.
I press the button to the 50th floor and will myself to calm down. For now I'm just another assistant. I won’t make any moves till I collect intel on the target.
I reach my designated floor and head to your desk. The stand in receptionist eyes me with caution till I introduce myself. A look of sadness crosses her face. She gathers her things from my desk and wishes me luck because ‘i’ll need it’ she says.
She has no idea.
I quickly take my seat and set my things where they belong. I pull out my pen that’s equipped with a wire and set it with the other ones so it doesn’t stand out. I have to memorize his schedule and find the perfect opportunity to strike.
Easy enough right?
I take a look at his appointment book and fuck...this is going to take longer than I thought. He doesn’t have a set schedule, he basically does whatever he wants and everyone else works around him. Hah nothing new there. I place the appointment book back in the drawer and sigh. I don’t want to have to be around him for longer than I need to. I’ll just have to make do with what I have though. Right now Karma was in a meeting so I have a few hours to myself.
I walk over to his office door and wiggle the handle but it’s locked. There’s nothing else for me to really do till he gets back. I sit back down at my desk and go over the plan in my head, I tweak any details that have changed and try to stay optimistic. I just have to get close enough to him so he lets his guard down, even if it’s just for a second, and take my shot.
Easier said than done I suppose. It’s about two hours later when Karma arrives back at the office. He passes me without sparing you a glance as he heads into his office. So far so good, staying under the radar like I'm supposed to. I make sure to get my work done on top of planning how to kill Akabane. The last thing I need is to be fired and lose my chance to end him. It's nearing the end of my shift, the sun has already set and mostly everyone else has gone home for the day. I stand up from my desk and stretch before making my way to Karma’s office. I knock twice before letting myself in.
He’s sitting at his desk scrolling through his phone.
“I was going to head home for the day sir I wanted to make sure there was nothing else you needed.” It pains me to act so submissive for him. He doesn’t look up from his device to answer you.
“There’s nothing else, you’re free to leave” he dismisses me and I nod before taking my leave. If only I could’ve killed him right there.
I’ve been working for him for a week now. Everything has been running smoothly but there still hasn’t been an opening. Somehow I have to get closer to him but I doubt that can happen in a few weeks. I feel like I'm going crazy. I wasn’t cut out for desk work, at all.
Most of Karma’s meetings are private so I can’t attend, when I am allowed to accompany him it’s mostly to political conferences. I do my job, take notes and schedule the next meetings, nothing more nothing less. Karma has barely said 3 words to me since I arrived. It’s perplexing because all of his previous assistants I've interviewed said that he becomes a tyrant after the first day. Maybe his work has picked up and he doesn’t have time? All I know is I'm glad to stay out of the limelight.
It’s nearing the end of my shift again. I was just going to go home without notifying Karma like I’ve done the past few days. I trust if he needs something he’ll ask. I’m gathering my things to go home when I hear his office door open.
“Ah Ms. Blake I'm glad I caught you before you left, could we speak for a moment?” He didn’t give me time to answer before walking back into his office and taking a seat at his desk. I place my bag on my chair and figure I'll come back for it later. I walk in after him, closing the door and taking the seat in front of him.
He doesn’t speak, for a moment he just stares at me. It’s me who breaks the silence first.
“There was something you wanted to speak about sir?” I asked softly. A smirk graced his face as he held his chin in his palms.
“I didn’t think you were stupid enough to take the hit on me Y/N.” My breath hitched at the sound of your real name, how did he know? Do I have a rat? That has to be it.
“E-excuse me?” I say feigning confusion. “Drop the act Y/N, I caught you. I was always the better assassin.” He leered.
“Fuck you Akabane” I say standing up and leaping at him over the desk. Fuck... my other weapons are in my bag I left.
I reach for my hidden knife holstered on my thigh but before I can reach it Karma places a cloth over my mouth. I hold my breath till I become dizzy and he flips me over straddling my legs as he watches me lose consciousness. “I missed you, my little mouse,” he whispers as I close my eyes.
I open my eyes and immediately regret it. My head pounds and my mouth is unbelievably dry. How long have I been out? I sit up slowly wincing as I grab my head. That asshole really chloroformed me. I look around and my heart drops. I’m in a fucking cell... A 6 inch thick clear acrylic wall which leads to a hallway which goes to who knows where is the only exit I see.
The room is bare except for the bed, a small bathroom area with a small shower, and a desk with a chair. There’s no doubt there’s a camera in here somewhere. I’m not in my clothes anymore, instead I'm dressed in gray sweatpants and a matching sweatshirt. That psycho changed me while I was asleep. Fuck... fuck... fuck This is bad, this is really bad. I have to get out. And when I do I'm gonna kill that bastard.
I’m snapped out of my thoughts as I hear footsteps. It’s him.
“Ah so you’re finally awake, good I was beginning to think you would let a little chloroform take you out.” He sneered.
“How long have you kept me here you fucking psycho?” I spat, banging on the glass.
“Now, is that any way to talk to your boss?” He said, smiling eerily.
“When I get out of here I'm gonna make you regret this Akabane.”
“Then I suppose I'm just gonna have to keep you locked in there huh? Little mouse.”
I scream as he walks away, leaving me alone again. ‘Ok Y/N don’t panic, I'm gonna get out of here and wipe that smirk off his face’ I thought. I make my way back over the bed and sit with my knees to my chest laying my head on them. I can’t do anything right now. It felt like someone was stepping on my head and I know I haven’t eaten or drank in days. I’ll have to wait till I gather my strength till I can try and escape. But even if I do, where will I go? I have no clue where I am or how to get out. I have to find a way to get him to let me out of this damn cage. I sob gently as I clutch my knees harder. How did things turn out like this?
I must’ve fallen asleep from crying. I open my eyes and sigh. I’m still here in this hellhole. “I take it you had a nice nap?” Karma says from the other side of the glass. I roll my eyes as I sit up.
“I brought you dinner” he continues, gesturing to the bowl of ramen he’s holding.
“Is it poisoned so I can put myself out of my misery?” you deadpanned. His smile drops into something darker.
“I guess you don’t need to eat if you’re going to say something so horrible, princess.” He says turning to walk away. What is his problem? It’s not like I said I wanted to poison him. My stomach grumbles and I swallow my pride. “W-wait... please don’t go.” I call after him and he halts.
He walks back to the glass and glares at me, tapping his foot like he’s waiting for something. I take a deep breath before I speak. “I’m sorry... for what I said. Please let me eat.” I croaked. That must’ve pleased him because his smile returned.
“Sit on the bed Y/N.” He ordered. Afraid of angering him again I did as asked. He moved to the side of the glass and typed in what I assumed was a code. The glass lifted up like a window would. He walked in and it closed behind him. He sets the bowl on the desk and sets a bottle of water next to it. I look at him, silently asking permission to move and he motions for me to come and sit.
I slowly walk over and pull out the chair, sitting down. I break the chopsticks he brought and slowly begin to eat. I flinch when he moves his hand toward my head. It doesn’t stop him from placing it in my hair and softly petting. I ignore him as I continue eating. I savor the taste of the perfectly cooked noodles and rich broth.
He’s standing behind me now with a hand placed on each of my shoulders rubbing soothing circles.
“It’s still your favorite, right?” He asked. My heartbeat increased as his fingers trail across my collarbone. I silently nod, not trusting my voice to not give away how nervous I am. With my strength diminished it would be significantly easier to kill me right now, I probably couldn’t put up much of a fight. He just hums and continues to explore my form with his hands. I set my chopsticks down as I finish and grab the water bottle. I open it and take a couple sips before I cough lightly.
“Slow down princess.” he says, patting my back. Why is he acting so weird?
“I’m fine.” I say trying to get him to take the hint to stop touching me but he doesn’t. I put down the empty water bottle and stand up, I back away from him and sit back on the bed. I feel a little better now that I’ve eaten.
“I want to leave Karma, let me out.” I say in a stern voice.
“And why would I do that mouse?” He comes to stand in front of me and I scoot back till I reach the wall.
“I’m having so much fun with you here.” He answered.
“You can’t just keep me prisoner, someone will come for me when they realize I'm missing.” I remarked.
“Oh? And is this someone you’re referring to, Lovro?” He asks shrewdly. I open my mouth to say something but decide not to.
“You know Y/N, I couldn’t have gotten you here if it wasn’t for him.” He sighs.
“W-what?” I ask shakily.
“You’re so naive, that’s why I have to protect you from the dangerous world outside.” He grabs my hands and when I try to pull them away I can’t. It feels like I can’t move, my body won’t listen to me. He drugged me...
“What did you give me Akabane?” I’m seething and I hope it shows on my face as I glare at him.
“Don’t look so morose darling, I just needed you to be relaxed.” He sits next to me pulling me on his lap bridal style. I’m trying my hardest to punch, kick, do something, anything. It’s no use, whatever he gave me must’ve been a paralytic of some kind.
Ugh i’m so stupid, how could I let this happen? He holds me so my head is resting on his shoulder with an arm over my legs and the other one is behind me holding my waist.
“I’ve been trying to get Lovro to send you to me for a while. He has been on my payroll ever since I took office.” He brings the hand over my legs to rub my thighs softly.
“You were never cut out for this life Y/N, I needed to protect you, so I finally offered him something he couldn’t turn down.” He whispered and kissed my head.
“He sold you out. All for a place at my table with the Yakuza.” I can’t hold in my tears. I actually thought Lovro cared about me, he was the father I never had. This whole mission was rigged. All I can do is cry against my captor.
“Shhh, it’s ok princess he’ll die for that, but you’re safe with me now. No one’s ever going to hurt you again.” For some reason that made me sob harder.
Sure he was a rat but that didn’t mean I wanted Lovro to die. Everyone has a price, I know that but I guess I didn’t expect this. How long had he known Karma was planning this? Why didn’t he say anything to me? I never even stood a chance against the monster before me.
“You’ll stay here until I can trust you enough to join me in our room upstairs.”
Our room…? This man is crazy. His hands get close to my clothed core and I let out a scared whine.
“I was going to wait till you were settled before I indulged in your presence, but I don’t think I can.” He said, setting me down on the bed and getting on top of me.
“All that time learning about weak spots and mine was you all along.”
“Please... d-don’t.” I hiccup trying to fight with my body to move. I feel his hands trail under my sweatshirt, they feel rough against my skin.
“Don’t worry mouse, I'm gonna make you feel real good yeah? Just sit back and look pretty for me.” His hands come to my hips, tugging down my sweatpants and panties discarding them somewhere in the room. No no no… this can’t be happening.
“Karma wait… I- I’m not-“ He cut me off with a kiss. It was rough and hard to keep up with his pace. He swipes his tongue across my bottom lip and bit down hard. I cry out from the pain and he chuckles lightly, lapping at the blood he drew.
He pushes my thighs apart and situates himself on his stomach between them. I close my eyes trying to imagine being literally anywhere else at this moment.
“All that time in junior high and you were so oblivious… I thought staying away from you was necessary… that if I couldn’t control myself around you you’d end up getting hurt. But now… now I understand you need me to protect you, to look out for you.” I want to scream as I feel his fingers slide inside of me.
“Karma please just… just let me out ok? I’m sorry for trying to kill you but please don’t do this.” I plead.
“Oh baby you are not remotely close to being sorry.” He says curling his fingers and finding my g-spot.
“But you will be when I'm finished.” I gasp as I feel his tongue come down on my clit. Me and my lady parts are about to go to WAR. This shouldn’t feel good… I know it’s the biological response or whatever but still.
“That’s it princess, lose yourself for me.” I try to tune him out but nothing’s working. I clench my teeth trying desperately to hold back my moans.
“I hate you Akabane, and I'll never forgive you for this.” I mutter and he stills. He pulls his digits out of me and brings his hand to my throat.
“Take that back Y/N.” He screams. “Say you don’t mean it.” His voice drops to a whisper as his grip tightens. He almost sounds… hurt? I close my eyes trying to focus on getting as much air in my lungs as possible.
“Okay… have it your way then.” He says before releasing my throat and getting off me. He grabs my clothes from the floor and slides them back on me without a word before he turns to the door. I hear the sounds of the keypad buttons as he types them and I wish I knew the code. When the door shuts behind him and I no longer hear his footsteps as he walks away, I finally give in and let more tears fall. He was willing to go that far… No. I have to stop thinking about it or I’m gonna drive myself insane. I’ve always known he was a monster, he just proved it today.
Despite everything though, why do I feel lonely? Why do I want him to come back to hold me again, to tell me everything’s gonna be ok? It has to be some sort of trauma response right? It’s just my hormones going wild because of this whole situation. Or at least that’s what I tell myself.
When Karma comes the next day he doesn’t speak to me. I try to get him to say something, anything but he doesn’t. He just sets the food and water he brought me on the desk and waits for me to finish eating. This goes on for days until I just can’t take it anymore. “Would you just fucking speak to me? You’re literally holding me captive, it's like the least you could do.” I say.
He ignores me. I step closer to him and try again. “You’re lucky I even want you to talk to me, after everything you’ve done I should be giving you the silent treatment.” I spat.
Still nothing.
“Did I hurt your feelings Akabane? What, me saying I hate you ruined your little fantasy?” I push him against the glass with my hands on his shoulders. “Y/N… I’m warning you.” he says slowly through clenched teeth.
“What are you gonna do this time huh? You gonna drug me again? Go ahead, it's not like I have any dignity left after the first time. You took away my choices, my life, and I… hate… you.” I whisper into his ear.
Before I can stop it he flips me around so my back is to the wall and his hand is around my throat. My eyes go wide and I try to push him off of me but he gathers both my hands in one of his and holds them over my head. His knee pushes between my thighs and I will myself to not move.
“You love me Y/N, say it.” He demanded. “You’re delusional Akabane, I’ll never love you.” His hand moves across my face hard. The motherfucker smacked me.
“I’ll make you love me, I have nothing but time, mouse.” He pushes his knee against my clothed core and a needy moan escapes me. Fuck… I didn’t mean to do that.
“You might not want me but your body is honest with its desires.” He places kisses on my neck as he rubs his knee against my clit.
“Fuck… Fuck you.” I say struggling against him, it only adds to the friction against my clit and I bite my lip stifling a moan.
“That’s the plan, princess.” He says sticking his hand down my pants and feeling my arousal I knew was there.
“Fuck baby… so wet for me already.” He growls and my cheeks heat up. I swear me and my pussy are gonna have a heart to heart cuz what… and I can’t stress this enough… the FUCK?
I continue to struggle against him and he must get impatient because he pulls me with him by my hair. He pushes me so I’m bent over the desk and my hands are behind my back held in his. I squirm as I hear him remove his belt before a ‘fwip’ rings in my ears. I cry out as I feel the belt hit my ass.
“Stay. Still.” He says threateningly as he binds my hands together and tugging on them to make sure they’re tight enough. He moves to pull my sweats down and my breath speeds up as I feel the cold air on my wet core.
“Karma wait please… you’re right ok I love you just please stop, you proved your point already.” I pleaded.
“See, I knew you’d come around mouse, now let me reward you.” He said pulling out his length and rubbing it between my folds. All that comes to mind is I hope he pulls out because he’s not using protection. I open my mouth to express my concerns but fail. I gasp as I feel him enter me at an agonizingly slow pace.
“Fuck… so tight… ‘s like your sucking me in.” He slurs as he bottoms out. I bite my bottom lip trying to hold in my moans. Akabane seems too preoccupied to notice as he pulls all the way out of me before slamming back in. One of his hands finds my hips and the other tangles in my hair before he starts pistoning into me.
“K-karm… nngh fuck… please.” I don’t even know what I’m begging for as I feel his cock hit all the right places.
“That’s it baby...shit… so perfect for me.” He groans as he feels me clench around his length. A hand moves in front of me to rub my clit and I see white as my orgasm hits me.
“Yes… fuck, cum all over my cock, such a good girl.” He praises as he chases his own release. I feel his hips stutter and I try to pull off him.
“Wait Karma, not inside.” I beg but it’s useless as he rams into me and I feel him paint my insides white. Tears start to fall again.
“Shh, it’s ok… you’re all mine. I’ll take care of you.” He whispers and I cry harder as I feel his length harden again inside me.
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