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exitpursuedbyavulcan · 1 year

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12 Days of Smuff Masterlist

Aemond Targaryen x OC

Series Masterlist (ONGOING) (18+)

Lady Arianwyn Targaryen, Lady of Runestone, was not born of love. Nor passion. Nor even a sense of duty. She was seeded by her father, the Rogue Prince Daemon Targaryen, in an act of unbridled hatred, and borne of her mother, the late Lady Rhea Royce, as a desperate grasp at revenge. But even a child born of such darkness can find her way to the light. With her mother dead, and father flown across the Narrow Sea with a new wife, the girl is taken in by her Aunt, the Queen Alicent Hightower, to be raised among the little family she has left. There, she finds her cousin, Prince Aemond Targaryen. As they grow, the two find themselves indelibly bonded. The two spend long nights in the palace library together, studying the histories of both Old Valyria and the First Men, seeking to understand who they are and where they fit in the world. But finding that place proves more difficult than in the fairy tales they read. The seeds of disaster were laid long before they were born, and as tensions in the family rise, it seems as though their places may begin to diverge. Will they let themselves be pulled apart as the dragons dance?

Warnings: Mentions of rape, m/f smut, violence

Studious (ONGOING) (18+) Aemond Targaryen x Reader

Moodboard by @sapphirehearteyes

Part I - Part II - Part III - Part IV - Part V - Part VI

Your marriage to the One-Eyed Prince is not as romantic as you hoped. The wedding night is beyond awkward and confusing, and afterward, your husband seems more than content to ignore you. But you keep finding yourself drawn to him, and the strange way he makes you feel. And though you don't know it, he is drawn to you as well.

Warnings: SMUT, p in v sex, masturbation (m and f) bad sex (these kids have no idea what they're doing), Aegon saying Aegon things, all the awkwardness in the world

What is Broken (WIP) Aemond Targaryen x Pregnant Sister-wife!Reader

Part I - Part II - Part III - Part IV

The war, the "Dance of the Dragons," as they have come to call it, is over. And yet, you are not celebrating. You have just learned that your husband, Prince Aemond, spent the last months of the war with another woman in his bed. Not only that, but his mistress is pregnant. Just like you...

Warnings: Angst, pregnancy and related symptoms, infidelity, maybe smut in the future

Inconceivable (WIP) Aemond Targaryen x Sister!Reader

Part I - Part II

Westeros has been at peace for nearly a year, and a wedding has been planned to celebrate the anniversary. King Jacaerys will marry his aunt, the only surviving child of the Greens, and unite both Targaryen bloodlines at last. It is a fairy tale ending, but this is no ordinary fairy tale...

Warnings: Fencing, fighting, torture, revenge, giants, monsters, chases, escapes, true love, miracles... Angst, grief, forced marriage, more to be added

My Fair Lady's Maid (WIP) (18+) Prince Aemond Targaryen x Lady's Maid!Reader

Part I - Part II - Part III - Part IV

Frustrated with his grandsire's tedious and thorough process of choosing him a "suitable" bride, Aemond makes a declaration that a lady's maid could be indistinguishable from a true noblewoman so long as she was sufficiently dressed and educated in embroidery, conversation, and the like. Otto takes this as a challenge, and gives Aemond four months to turn one of Helaena's lady's maids into a noblewoman.

Warnings: Smut

The Girl at the Table (WIP) (18+) Michael Gavey x Reader

Michael has a plan for Oxford: complete his degree at the top of the class, avoid the wealthy, spoiled pricks that make up the majority of the student body, and stay focused. The plan begins well, until a girl begins sitting at his study table.

Warnings: Smut, math

Monsters in the Garden (ONGOING) (DDDNE) (18+) Ettore x Reader

Part I - Part II - Part III

No one comes to your garden but you, not even Dr. Dibs. So what is the most dangerous man on the ship doing leaning against your doorway and watching you work?

Warnings: SMUT; hand job; kissing; blood; mentions of rape, murder, and violence; female genital mutilation; vague mentions of corpse mutilation

Storge, Philia, Eros, and Agape (WIP) Osferth x Reader

Series Masterlist

When he arrives in Coccham to join with Lord Uhtred Ragnarsson's band of righteous warrior, Osferth does not get the greeting he expected. Uhtred himself is very clear that he has only accepted the young monk to irritate his father, and the few warriors he is introduced to delight in picking fun at him. Still, it is better than the monastery, the Lady of the estate is kind to him, and the servant girl who leads him to his new chambers is... something entirely new to Osferth. Something that, perhaps, will help him understand what the Bible means when it speaks of love.

Note: This is a series of inter-connected oneshots that can be read together or on their own.

That Pointy-Eared Blond Bastard (WIP) (18+) Half-Vulcan!Aemond x Human(?)Reader

Graduation - Away Team - Red Alert - Holodeck - Pon Farr

You are Aemond's greatest rival at Starfleet Academy. Or you would be, if he cared enough to have rivals. Vulcans don't care that much. But Aemond is only half Vulcan. And you... you bring out something decidedly non-Vulcan in him.

A Companion (WIP) Otto Hightower x Young Widow!Reader

Series Masterlist

At the suggestion of Princess Rhaenyra, King Viserys Targaryen had commanded that his Hand, Otto Hightower, find a new bride. Preferably at the King's own wedding to Otto's daughter Alicent. While the Princess intended the suggestion as a form of revenge for Otto's machinations which led to the royal engagement, he intends to make the best of it. While he has always known that his late wife, Madelyn, is the great love of his life, he welcomes the idea of finding a tolerable companion. What he doesn't expect is you, a lady widowed far too young, who begins to spark feelings within him he thought long extinguished.

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atomicwrite · 1 year

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🎀 [NSFW] F!Reader x Shadow the Hedgehog

This is a request I received on Wattpad long ago ;; ♡

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Req.: F!Reader x Shadow the Hedgehog - what if he has some alone time with you?

Reader is always Mobian and 18+!

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English is not my first language, I apologize for improper grammar and mistakes! ;v;

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⚠ Warnings: NSFW; suggestive content

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(Small note: reader is a cartographer for missions!)

You were sitting at your desk, your working room was dimly lit from the lantern you had hanging up behind you, drawing a map for a new mission you all will attend to while thoroughly examining the sketch snippets Rouge gave you.

With all your attention being drawn to that tiny piece of paper between your two fingers, you clearly didn't notice how someone entered the room, obviously careful not to make any noises to startle you.

You let out a soft sigh, putting the feather tip back into the tiny ink pot next to your map and awarded yourself with a nice little stretch.

"What are you doing?" You heard, felt, someone say, as they clearly brushed against the fluff of your ear.

Almost immediately, you flinched and let out a tiny gasp, your cold hands covering your ears as (e/c) orbs finally wandered up to meet crimson ones.

You continued to look into Shadow's eyes, almost as if they pull you into an infinite trance.

"N-nothing important..."

He noticed your embarrassment and chuckled slightly,

"Oh? You have such sensitive ears? I apologize, I", Shadow smirked and took ahold of one of your hand to uncover your ear and leaned down to whisper, "did not know. Not at all."

Initially, he came here to inform you about the mission, but now that you were looking at him with such an adorable and innocent expression, he couldn't resist to tease and play with you a little more.

Without a warning, his other hand slowly reached up to touch your delicate tail, gently rubbing it between his gloved fingertips.

"Sha-Shadow..."

You shivered in pleasure as you felt his warm fingers running on the tip of your tail before he stopped there and looked back at you,

"Cute. The noises you make... they sound so inappropriate."

Your face flushed red, whimpering as he began to trail his fingers down your tail, and, to your surprise, stopped right above your most sensitive spot. He gave your tail a gentle squeeze, eliciting a low moan from your lips which only made him grin.

You suddenly felt so small and devoted to him, as if you were no longer in control of anything anymore. As if he knew what you wanted better than you do.

It was a very intoxicating feeling, and it made you blush like crazy.

You didn't really mind, though.

"Hmhm~" He hummed, his thumb caressing over that very same spot before traveling lower, touching along your tailbone.

It was hard to think straight as your mind was clouded with an unknown feeling, one you've never encountered in this world or the last. It was like a warm fire burning inside you, spreading across your body like magic.

"Can't wait to hear what other cute noises you make."

His strong hands took ahold of your waist, pulling you up so he could make you sit down on the desk.

Shadow leaned down even more and took the side of your ear between both his lips, sucking on it gently before teasingly nibbling on it.

Your body felt like it was going numb from the sudden rush of pleasure you experienced in the matter of seconds, not even able to move or react as he started kissing your neck, making you moan softly as his lips trailed further down your throat until he reached your collarbone. His hands slowly lifted up your dress/shirt as he kept planting kisses on your sensitive skin/fur.

He moved on after that, kissing his way down your chest, leaving hot kisses down your stomach as you shivered from the strange sensation of his tongue running across your belly, causing you to breathe heavily, your eyes closed tightly.

It wasn't long before he finally reached your thigh, his soft kiss making you grip onto your desk as he continued to tease you.

"Mmhm..." He moaned and nipped lightly at your inner thigh, "So, I'm guessing this is where you get off."

You gasped and stuttered, unable to form words.

Shadow chuckled huskily, continuing his assault on your thighs, "You're so very cute when you blush. You should probably stop that though, because it's really distracting me."

He looked up at you as he pressed a finger inside you, letting out a pleased hum as he added another one, fucking you slow but deep with his fingers.

"H-How many fingers do you have...?" You managed to mumble through your pants, only to feel him chuckle again, "Just three. And judging by how good you are taking them, I'd say you love having my fingers inside you."

"Y-Yes..." You breathed, feeling his thumb run along your clit, causing you to shudder.

He kept going, pushing his fingers deeper inside you and then pulling them out before repeating the process over and over again, faster each time he went in and faster every time he pulled away until he finally gave you a few hard thrusts, burying his face into your mound and licking at your sensitive bud.

The combination of his tongue and his fingers made you lose your mind, moaning a little louder and shaking uncontrollably as he continued to play with you.

"Ah! Ah! Mmhmm...!" You shyly cried out, your hips buckling as you came, panting heavily as Shadow rubbed your clit with his thumb, making you tighten around his fingers.

Everything was so embarrassing and exciting at once, but at the same time, he seemed so calm and determined, as if nothing could stop him from getting his way. And somehow, he had this aura about himself that just made you want to obey him without hesitation.

When Shadow suddenly yanked his fingers out, making you whimper, you looked up at him and saw a smug smile on his face.

"I think I'll call this one 'the bingo'."

He said, standing up and walking towards the door,

"We're going to be late if we don't leave now."

His voice was stern and firm, but there was still a hint of playful curiosity in his tone. His gaze told you everything, and you knew he would be having fun with you for the rest of the day.

After he walked out of the room, you sit there, completely drained from the intense orgasm he just brought upon you.

#This is smut #shadow the hedgehog x reader #sonic x reader #sonic the hedgehog x reader

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peepiiboop · 10 months

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ੈ♡˳ cupid hotline | leon kennedy

part 1

Feeling down? Feeling lonely? Feeling like you’re destined to die alone? We can fix that! No more lonely nights! We’ve got you covered! ♡

Call the number, and we’ll take care of the rest. Let us help you find your soulmate today:

ˋ°•*⁀➷ maybe it was right to be skeptical and shouldve gave in to the thought that everything IS a dream? after all, it’s not everyday you wake up with a hunk right next to you.

ˋ°•*⁀➷ warnings, additional notes: incubus!leon x gn!reader, 18+ , english is not my first language (=grammatical errors), explicit language, alcohol mention, reader's v card gets taken, ooc (but not rlly ykwim?), reader lowk naive and is sexually frustrated, p in h(is thats what its called?)

its my first post after years of not writing, also would like to apologize for weird grammar and “”exceptional”” use of words //sobs//

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One of the things that made you truly shocked to the core was your first ever paycheck. You didn’t expect the workload you were told to handle considering it was your first month as the new employee. Still, you were able to persist with the thought of getting a performance bonus from doing all of that. After all, nothing beats hard work.

The moment you were handled your slip, you felt your world came crashing down, and that nothing else could top the blow that moment gave you.

Until you rub your eyes again, squinting as your eyes struggle to focus and see if the strange sight before you was some sort of mirage. You’re unsure if you are seeing what you’re seeing, or if it's your tired mind just playing tricks on yourself.

You blink a few times, barely believing your eyes. There lies a blonde, red-horned, half-naked creature sleeping soundly laid on his back, his chest slowly heaving up and down as he snores softly.

Wanting to make sure, you stretch out an arm to check if you wave your hand at it, it might magically go away; that thought was stopped when something firmly grasps your wrist. It didn’t take much time for you to register that whatever was in front of you, was real.

He instantly puts a hand over your mouth before you could react. Your eyes widen, now awake and fully be able to take in his form; ice-cold, piercing blue eyes, shaggy hair that almost falls over one eye that framed his face, and the way he towered over you.

“Listen. Let me explain.” He speaks up, tone nothing but inviting, deep voice sending shivers down your spine.

“You've summoned me here.” Your eyes dart down back to his hand that clasped over your mouth, feeling the sharp claws threatening to dig in your skin any moment, and back at him as you frantically shook your head, pleading your life with your eyes.

Realizing that you can’t talk until he takes his hand off of your mouth, he leans back and crosses his arms, waiting for you to reply.

You didn't notice you held in your breath until he let go. You gasp for air as he released you from its grasp, clutching your chest as you tried to calm your racing mind before you find the right words to say. “I.. what?”

Summon? "I beg your pardon?" He tilts his head and furrows his brow. "Do you truly not recall?" What the fuck did I do last night? Okay, so.. You were out drinking with your friends.. and what after that? Right. You were drinking, maybe had a bit too much last night. Maybe the alcohol hasn't got out of your system and maybe hangover is fucking you up. Your head twinges as you tried to think. You were so sure of yourself that you were black-out drunk.

Or maybe by summon, did he mean..? "I'm.. " You rub the back of your head and smile apologetically. "I'm sorry. I don't exactly remember calling a.. uhm, stripper?" Your voice raises at the end of your sentence, unsure if you're saying the right word.

A puzzled expression crept up his face at your reply. "You think I'm wearing a costume?" "I mean, what else could you be?" You retort back. Yep, there's definitely no way you'd "summon" some mythical creature, even if you're really drunk. Heck, are they even real in the first place? "Try to remember for me, yeah?" His voice echoed through the room, carrying an air of authority; as if the very sound waves carry some powerful spell.

You open your mouth to say something, and sure enough, the voice alone made you remember as if you were watching the events like a reply; from you meeting friends for some drinks after work, stumbling across some shady poster talking about some “cupid hotline” drunk on your way home, then dialing the number slapped on it without thinking twice, expecting some sort of joke to come out from the other side of the line. Someone did pick up; and instead of your plan prank-calling the number, you ended up crying your heart out about how you haven't got laid, not even once in your life, and how much you wished to get rammed over in full detail to that poor stranger who picked up. You didn't have the time to actually think over if the events actually occurred; feeling the same pang of pain in your head the more you tried to think about it.

His voice interrupts your train of thought. "The moment I arrived, you were already sleeping on the bed, so.. I thought I should give you company."

“No.” You deadpan, trying to keep a serious face despite wanting to pull out all the hairs in your head in embarrassment. Did that actually happen?

“Yes.”

“No?”

“Yes. Now, don’t you feel lucky that I took pity in you and made my way here?"

“Am I supposed to be thankful for that?!”

"Woah, woah. Calm down, sweetheart. With how you're fuming you could become a teapot at this point."

You scoff, "Oh, wow. Fuck you.” "Exaaaaactly. That's why I'm here." He chuckles, clearly enjoying toying with you. You could only glare up at him through your furrowed brows, closing your eyes as you try to keep your breathing steady. "Look.. I just don't get all of this. At least tell me who— or what you are." Tilting his head, his eyes drift somewhere else, seemingly trying to figure out what to say. He lets out a quick, sharp exhale before starting. "First, I'm an incubi. That alone should tell you enough. Second, I don't have a name. Yet. In my world, we are all considered as the same beings. Hence, we are unnamed. The moment we are appointed to someone, our master, only then we'd be given names.” Your eyebrows lift ever so slightly, nodding as you try to take in all information at once. "So I'm your 'master'? I have to name you?" A smile played at his lips, a quiet indication of his amusement. "Understood that one easily. Glad you’re a smart one."

You roll your eyes in reply before looking around the room, coming up with ideas on what to name him. It didn't take some time before you already came up with something. "How does Leon sound?" He gives you a surprised look, as if that name alone rang a bell for him, but quickly hiding it as his expression turned into a smile. "Leon it is.” “.. And incubi, as in, some sex demon?” You don't notice the way your heart suddenly starts racing, fear and excitement running laps in your brain. The thought of having some handsome, muscular demon who's at your mercy, willing to pleasure you in every way possible IS exciting, but also scary, because, well, it IS a demon. You don't even care to question if messing with a demon could potentially fuck you up forever. How sexually frustrated do you have to be to even considering all of this? Your racing thoughts were abruptly cut off when you feel the bed shift and you turn around to see him kneel in front of you. The warm light emanating from the orange-tinted lamp in the corner of the room added a soft glow to his chiseled and muscular features, highlighting the hard plane of his face and every curve of his body, as if he was carved from fine marble; truly a mystical creature right in front of your eyes. You could only look up at him in awe; completely charmed by him. "Master." His voice low, putting his hands on your shoulders, blue orbs looking down at you, straight through your soul. "You could use me however you want..“ A small part of your brain tells you that all of this is too good to be true, how everything is wrong, and that you need to run away.

“No, wait..” You put your hands on his wrist, feeling his skin on yours get hotter by the second.

He notices your wary eyes and you feel his grip get tighter. He leans down, tilting his head until his lips graze your ear. “You don’t need to worry about anything.. Put all your trust in me.”

He pulls away, staring at you with this look in his eyes you can’t quite put a finger on. Despite all your suspicions, a subconscious part of you wants to give in, makes you want to succumb all of yourself to him.

You already know all too well that the gates of heaven won't ever open for you. So might as well fuck it, and dance with the devil.

Completely under a spell, you fail to notice the glint in his eyes the moment your lips touched his.

#leon scott kennedy #leon x reader #resident evil #resident evil leon #re4 leon #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #resident evil 4 #re4 remake #re4 #smut #re smut #x reader #x gender neutral reader #leon kennedy imagine

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punkpandapatrixkdailyread · 5 months

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私の人生は私の集約 watashi no jinsei wa watashi no shuuyaku／I decide my own VIBE, bitch!

Moon Day 3 in Capricorn→Aquarius／New Moon

M o o n N a v i ♥︎ VII The Chariot Rx

The most talented people in the world are often those who doubt themselves the most, too. Isn’t it strange? When you literally possess the greatest potentials to serve the greater good of Mankind. It’s not a sin to doubt yourself, of course. You’re only struggling that way because you’re highly aware of other people who are just as talented or more. Having the ability to notice other people’s awesome is only a sign that you’re being directed towards the same path. At least a similar path, yeah? Use this awareness to uplift yourself, knowing you’re going down that same road. Isn’t it more exciting to view Life that way?

Other people’s beauty, talents and successes are supposed to motivate and inspire those who are on a similar bandwidth of Reality. People who feel smaller when witnessing the talents of others are little bitches who will never find great success in their own world. These are the types of people who will play the role of adversaries and villains in other people’s worlds as we plod along this drama of being Human.

I hope you know for yourself what role you’re supposed to be playing in your own world. If you ain’t the appallingly awesome main character of your own Story, what the freak even is the point? So now the question is: ‘What the hell of a main character am I?’

Priestess of Illumination ♡ Affirmations

‘Light dawns on me. My mind is clear. Brain fogs dissolve and I find myself again. I remember my innate talents. I prioritise my interests and hobbies. I serve my highest intended Life Purpose. I follow the guidance of my Higher Self and team of Spirit Guides. I am protected from harm and I have all the energy I need to serve my highest good. I intelligently manage my time and intuitively allocate it for things, people and endeavours that do truly matter. Light dawns on me. I AM THAT BITCH.’

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mizumi-kahago-writing · 2 years

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I know the algebraic expression of L-O-V-E [Kamunami/Hinanami & Yandere!Chiaki] - Chapter 3

Disclaimer: This is an AU in which the Chiaki AI got at least partially infected by the Junko Virus. This is what makes her become a Yandere and a bit out of character. This AU also entails Hajime and Izuru becoming more of a DID-System, instead of fusing into one person. The main difference, compared to the real illness, is that they can switch out consciousness at will. Also, major spoilers and canon divergence ahead. You have been warned.

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Chapter 3

Stumbling the room, a bit later than usually, Hajime greeted the already turned-on computer with a cheerful “good morning”. “Hajime, you’re late. What took you so long?” Chiaki pounded impatiently. “Ah, excuse me. I almost slept in and wanted to grab some breakfast before coming here.” He excused himself.

“It’s fine… it’s not like I’m more important than that…” Guilt tripping him out of the blue in a self-depreciative way. “Hey now, where is that coming from?” Hajime was being caught off guard by her sudden personality change.

“Well, I think you know. I’m just a program, an artificial intelligence. I only exist within the boundaries of this screen.” Surprisingly self-aware, it took him a second or two to respond. “I mean… yeah. But to me you’re so much more. You’re almost like the real Chiaki.”

“Almost?” She questioned in return. “The original Chiaki cannot be replaced, I’m aware of that. But you’re all that’s left of her.” He confessed.

“Please tell me more of how Chiaki used to be. I want to become even more like her.” The AI prompted him. “Uhm, let me think…”

“Chiaki loved Videogames. But that’s a given, I mean she used to be the Ultimate Gamer after all and…” it took him a while to answer further. “…she was loved by everyone in class and…” Another pause, he was looking for more things to describe her, but his memory was a bit fuzzy, barely remembering more of her characteristics.

“I don’t know anything else right now, but I think that should help you out already, right?”

“So, basically, I used to be a simple, basic girl. Unproblematic, uncritical, a little too perfect. No wonder you fell in love with her. That can be easily recreated in my coding…” This was getting a bit strange.

“Hey, no, I wouldn’t say that she was perfect in every way nor simple-minded either and...”

“Do you even know her… my favorite game?” Challenging him before he could even finish his desperate explanation.

“That’s easy! It used to be ‘Galaga-Omega’!”

“Right?” Second guessing himself.

“Yep, that’s right.” Chiaki confirmed for him.

“Hehe, see, she wasn’t so basic after all.” Not sure if he was trying to convince the AI or himself there.

“’Galaga-Omega’ spawned an entire genre of space-shooter-clones, all playing very similar to each other. Did developers manage to program more innovative games by now?” Asking him to update her database on that, as they were still cut off from any external communication.

On the top of his head Hajime couldn’t name any new video games because there were none released in the past three to four years, due to what the world became.

“Actually, we went back to playing retro games, they are a trend again nowadays!” He didn’t know how much longer he could keep the tragedy a secret from her. Lying felt bad, but it was a necessary evil to keep her in check. Remembering Izuru’s warning clear as day.

The topic of games to play went on for a bit before Hajime decided to pack up and leave for a while. “I know it’s earlier than usually, but I also have other friends, I want to spend time with. I hope you understand.”

“Who do you wanna spend time with?” Confronting Hajime about that.

“I dunno. Maybe Sonia or Gundham, maybe I’m going to hang out with Nagito for a change. You know you and him used to be close as well.” Explaining to her.

“Nagito Komaeda, the Ultimate Lucky Student. Do you like him?”

“It’s… difficult. He’s a bit over the top, most of the time, but I try to get along better with him. You know, everything starts with the first step.”

“I understand, I hope you have fun with him then, Hajime.” She sent him off with a smile. However, compared to the times before, her screen didn’t shut off, as he left.

As the door closed, certainly he was out of hearing range, her facial expression went dark instead.

“Of course. I’m just an AI, not a real human. Your real human friends are far more interesting to you…”

“I thought you would know… that I’m more than just a tragic sweet girl underneath this surface. There’s so much more going on within me.” Almost sounding like a cry for help, but no one was there to listen to her.

“If, if only I could shatter that wall between us and be with you. Maybe then you’d see…” The monitor turned off with a static flickering after she said that.

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arlert-angel · 3 years

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a little extra ☪

♡ plug!eren x reader (modern!au)

❥ you’ve gotten some pretty good deals out of your plug. your friends connie and sasha help you realize why that is.

❥ wc: 3.5k

❥ cw: drug use (weed), alcohol mentioned, spit, oral (male and female receiving), impact play, v slight dubcon, dacryphilia, kinda hard dom eren idk

❥ note: maybe i dabble with the devil's lettuce from time to time... sue me!! but idk how i feel about this one lol

You never thought too hard about how much you were spending on weed.

When you got to college and you met Eren, he gave you much lower prices than what you were used to. You didn’t assume it had anything to do with you. You actually thought that your high school plug must’ve been scamming you. You had a fleeting moment of bitterness and then that was that.

You would have never questioned it further if Sasha and Connie hadn’t said anything.

It was a Friday night and the trio of you guys were hotboxing a fort that you built in your shared apartment. Sasha was crunching insanely loud on chips and Connie was laying on both of you while running his own commentary on some B horror movie. This was your guy's typical weekend after a stressful week of school. Sometimes you all would branch out and go to a party, but for the most part you guys liked to relax.

“I swear Eren’s quality improved,” Connie noted, taking a rip from the bong you three were passing around.

“Mmmm,” Was all you offered in reply, not tired, but too lazy to form a response.

“How much did you say you got all this for?” Sasha asked in between chomps. You missed the sneaky glance she shared with Connie.

“25, why?” You mumbled before stealing some chips.

“25 for an eighth is insane, and this is some high shelf,” Connie laughed, which made Sasha giggly as a chain reaction.

“What's so funny about that?” You opened your own snacks, preemptively handing Sasha some of your cookies before she could ask.

“I’m just wondering how much free weed it’s gonna take for you to finally fuck him,” Connie pointed out like it was the most obvious thing in the world and in result Sasha laughed so hard she snorted.

“Wait, you think he’s been giving me good deals and stuff cause he wants to fuck?” Your mind was already in shambles from being high, but this felt like an impossible math problem at the moment.

“I tried to tell you when he gave you edibles for free,” Sasha chimed in, having finally calmed down and wiped leftover tears from her eyes.

“But he just said they were new and to tell me how I liked them?” You explained, but you didn’t even convince yourself.

“Y/N, he’s a businessman, and he cannot be making any money with you,” Sasha lit the bong back up and took a hit, then passed it to you.

“Bet, if I text him right now for an eighth the price will be different,” Connie wagered.

“I mean knock yourself out,” You coughed out the smoke you were holding, “But I doubt this is gonna prove anything.”

“Sure…” Connie took out his phone and shot Eren a text asking about prices before locking his phone.

“Aren’t you gonna wait for the reply?” You tried to pass the bong to Connie without looking, but had to look up when he didn’t take the glass from your hand.

“Y/N…” Connie and Sasha both were looking at you weirdly.

“What?”

“Does Eren... your plug, reply to you immediately?” Sasha was the one who asked, but both of them didn’t stop the strange expressions of their faces.

“Better question, when he texts you that he's on his way how soon does he get here?” Connie asks, starting to hold back giggles.

“Stop!” Sasha hits him, beginning to laugh at herself, “Don’t make me laugh, I want to hear them answer?”

“He gets back to me at a normal time and arrives at a reasonable amount of time, is that really all that weird?” You ask, looking at the shocked expressions of your best friends.

“Forget fucking, I think Eren loves you,” Sasha teased before giggling some more.

“You should ask him about it tomorrow at Jean’s party,” Connie stole a cookie before grabbing the bong.

“Maybe I will, just to prove you guys wrong,” You declared, but neither of them looked convinced.

You slept in the following day. When you woke up you checked all the messages you received, one of which was a screenshot from Connie.

“40?” You read aloud in disbelief.

Eren told Connie he'd give him an eighth for 40 dollars. The exact same stuff you had gotten too.

Holy shit.

Eren Jaeger had some sort of motive when it came to you. Whether it be romantic or just wanting to fuck, there was no way he was giving you extra out of the kindness of his heart.

You decided that you would confront him about it at Jean's party. The worst that could happen is that he starts charging you like everyone else. A good case scenario would be getting to fuck him. Eren was hot and you had no complaints if things turned out that way.

Later that day after getting ready with Sasha and Connie, you guys walked to Jean's fraternity. His frat house was only a block or two away from your guy's campus apartment.

The party was by no means some project X rager, but there were quite a bit of people. Most people weren't drunk enough to start dancing yet, so everyone was chatting happily amongst friends in different sections of the house.

You step outside on a mission, knowing that usually Eren could be found with stoners that sat around the fire pit. You spotted his man bun and then took in his outfit. He was wearing all black, with simple black jeans and t-shirt, but also had a thin silver chain hanging from his neck.

He looked good. His broad shoulders and muscle arms seemed to stand out more today, or maybe you just weren't paying close enough attention before.

Hyping yourself up, you managed to walk yourself over to him and steal an empty seat next to him. Eren took a drag of the blunt that he had been smoking and seemed to drink in your presence before passing it to someone else.

"Y/N, you look good this evening," He shamelessly looked you up and down. How had you missed all these looks before? He looked like he wanted to devour you.

"You're not so bad yourself," You flirted back which seemed to spark his interest.

You never really paid his flirty comments any mind before, but now he noticed a new glint of lust in your eyes. To say he was intrigued was an understatement. Eren had wanted you since the beginning of the year. If this was the opportunity he needed to take, he definitely would.

"What brings you here, don't you usually stay in with Connie and Sasha?" Eren made conversation, not too interested with the answer. He was more preoccupied with imagining how he'd take off your clothes.

"Yeah… but we go out sometimes!" You defended, not wanting to bring up that he was slightly part of your motivation to come tonight. Also didn't want to ask him about giving you free weed when other customers were probably sitting across from you.

"And where are those two?" Eren leaned closer, boldly placing a hand on your thigh. The heat of his large hand made you a little disoriented. You noted the look of satisfaction on his face when you didn't shove him off.

"I think they said they were going to challenge Armin and Jean to beer pong, but they're awful at that so the game might be over by now," You explained, but if they truly were finished they probably would've been out here smoking by now.

But speak of the devils and they shall appear. Connie and Sasha came stumbling across the lawn to where you were seated.

"What's up, Eren," Connie and Eren did a weird handshake of sorts, and Sasha seemed to be scanning the area with a plan in mind.

"Wow, no more seats huh? Eren, you should go take Y/N to get some drinks, so Connie and I don't have to sit on the floor," Sasha wasn't that smooth sober, but intoxicated she sounded like a robot monologuing. She might as well have said: be alone together.

"Yeah, sounds good," Eren stood and held out his hand for you. Eren began to lead you back inside, and you looked back at your best friends. They were making sexual gestures and kissy faces, almost making you laugh.

"Wanna go somewhere more private?" Eren shot his shot, forgoing drinks.

"Sure," You agreed, not minding one bit where this might lead.

You guys ended up in a bedroom, you didn't know who's, and wondered if Eren did. Eren calmly sat on the bed, legs spread, and watched you stand in the center of the room.

"Eren, I have a question," You walked closer, into his personal space. His hand gripped your hip and he looked up at you.

"Shoot," He grinned lazily, his eyes looking like they were already undressing you.

"Did you give me free weed because you wanted to fuck me?" You asked, placing your own hands on his shoulders.

"Hmm, maybe," He pretended to think it over, "Or maybe I'm just a nice guy."

"You think so?" You teased slightly.

"Not really, being nice isn't anything I'm used to. I much prefer being mean," He smirked to himself almost like there was an inside joke you were missing before continuing, "But why do you ask? Worried if we fuck you're not going to get anything from me anymore?"

"No, I don't mind," You let Eren guide you onto his lap, "I want this either way."

"That's good to hear," Eren began kissing your throat. He gave small kisses until he reached your pulse point and there he sucked hard. It made you squirm on his lap and he pulled away.

"So eager, aren't you?" He didn't say anything, but the look in his eye was absolutely degrading. It made you tingle all the more.

"I'm not the only one," You stated, rolling your hips against the hard-on you felt underneath you, "Besides, you must've wanted this for quite some time, hmm?"

Eren did not seem to appreciate your teasing.

He smoothly spun you both around, and shoved you on the bed, with him hovering over you. His hand was around your throat and his hands slid into your pants. It happened so fast, your body and pounding heart processed it before your brain did.

"So what if I did, hmm? Does it make you wet knowing I wanted this pussy for so long?" He teasingly rubbed your clit through your panties, causing a surprised moan to escape you.

"What pretty noises you make," Eren complimented, "I want to hear some more."

With that he began undressing you, and quickly you were only in your bra and panties. The only item Eren had taken off himself was his shirt, but holy shit was he a beautiful sight. His silver chain shined against his tan skin and his muscles flexed with each of his movements.

"Open your mouth," He commanded as he leaned over you. The scent of his expensive perfume was intoxicating at this proximity, you had to shake yourself out of a daze to follow his order.

You watched as he gathered spit in his mouth, you had time to close your mouth, but you didn't want to. He spit directly in your mouth. When you felt his saliva meet your own, your pussy clenched in excitement.

Eren's thigh was in between your legs and he pressed himself closer against you at the feeling of your cunt throbbing.

Next, Eren took off your bra with surprisingly quick skill. It was something you didn't dwell on long because Eren quickly sucked a nipple into his mouth, hard.

He continued sucking and tweaking your nipples, and giving your breasts sloppy kisses in between. Meanwhile, he continued to grind his jean clad thigh into you, giving you enjoyable friction.

"Hah! Eren, please!" You cried out, mind muddled from all the pleasure. He had barely started and your head was already in the clouds.

"Hmm? What do you want, use your words baby," One of Eren's hands was wrapped gently around your throat, and the other was busy pushing hair out of your face lovingly.

"I-I don't k-know, oh fuck," You whined when Eren grinded his clothed hard-on into you.

"Y-Y-You don't know?" Eren mocked you, "Maybe you don't want anything?" He started to pull away, and you desperately latched onto him.

"Your cock," You managed to get out, still scared he might leave you high and dry.

"So, you do know what you want," He smirked, standing and began to unbuckle his pants, "You want my cock, pretty baby?"

"Yes, please," You whimpered, coming face to face with Eren's bulge that was prominent even behind his briefs.

"She has manners too!" He stroked hair gently at first, but abruptly yanked you closer, "If you want it so bad then suck it."

Eren took his cock out directly in front of your lips, and you would be lying if you said your mouth didn't water at the sight. He was on the long side of average, maybe six inches or six and half, but he was also very thick. He seemed to be well groomed and had a couple prominent veins that caught your eye.

Overall, Eren Jaeger had a pretty cock.

When you finished admiring, you didn't hesitate to open your mouth and swirl your tongue around his leaking head. Your mouth, and more specifically your jaw, had to get used to his thickness as you hollowed your cheeks to suck more of him into your mouth. You were mindful of your teeth and let your tongue tease a particular vein.

"Your mouth feels so good, Jesus Christ," Eren groaned and seemed to unconsciously buck into you. The sight of him lost in pleasure was too much for you. Your hand immediately shot down to your clit to ease it's ache, before you slipped your fingers inside yourself.

Eren half-lid eyes immediately sharpened to laser focus, and he withdrew his dick from your mouth.

"I don't remember telling you to touch yourself?" Eren pulled your hand out of your panties and looked at you disappointed.

"But Eren–"

He slapped you.

It wasn't hard enough to bruise or even ache tomorrow, but it was hard enough to leave behind some sting and shock.

"If you're going to make excuses, don't bother speaking," Eren gripped your cheeks with one hand and made you meet his dark gaze.

"I'm sorry," You didn't know why disappointing Eren almost made you emotional, but tears gathered anyhow, "Please, I won't do it again."

"Of course you won't, baby," He played with your hair again, but this time gathering it at the back of your head, "Make it up to me, yeah? Take my cock down your throat."

You opened your mouth obediently, even though you doubted you could fit that much inside, you wanted to please him.

"Fuck, that's it," Eren thrusted, sliding half of his cock inside your mouth, getting the back of your throat prepared. He used only that length for a while, but once he felt you get into a groove, he pushed further.

Immediately your throat spasmed in protest and you gagged as Eren began to fuck your throat. Eren let out moans and grunts in a beautiful melody. One you couldn't appreciate because you were too focused on trying to breathe. You tried to tap his thighs when you felt like the limited air that was coming through your nose wasn't enough, but Eren continued.

"You can take it," He held you close for another long couple of seconds, your nose pressed to his pelvis. He groaned at your gagging throat, before releasing you entirely.

You quickly caught your breath in gasps of air, tasting the tears that were streaming down your cheeks. Your head was spinning, but your body was buzzing in excitement.

"You're so beautiful like this," Eren groaned, taking in your tear stained cheeks and swollen lips.

"Eren, I need you," Your neglected pussy seemed to throb in agreement as you crawled your way onto the bed.

"You need me?" His eyes seemed to sparkle at that, "Where do you need me? Here?" He rubbed your clothed cunt, gaining a whine from you.

"Yes, please," You grinded into his fingers, but he pulled them away. Before you could complain he began removing your panties, sailing them far across the room.

"Your pussy belongs to me now, right?" Eren moved himself down your body, making himself eye level with your pussy. He toyed with your leaking wetness and brought it up to your clit.

"Yeah, it's yours," you were still catching your breath from getting face-fucked when Eren decided to bury his face into your cunt.

"Fuck!" You swore, surprised at the sudden pleasure.

Eren strongly grabbed your thighs, tugging them wide apart, but you didn't mind. He moaned into you as he licked you in quick, repetitive patterns.

The obnoxious slurping noises that he made might have embarrassed you if he wasn't making you feel so good. He rubbed his face back and forth, his nose nudging your clit.

"Ah! Eren, I think I might–"

He pulled away.

"W-Why?" You couldn't help but pout as tears of frustration formed in your eyes.

"Baby, don't cry! I want to feel you cum around my cock," He wiped away your tears in what felt like insincerity. He knew exactly what he was doing to you, "Now, wanna ride me?"

You let Eren guide you over his cock, still reeling over your loss of orgasm. But you felt yourself come back to life when you began sinking down onto him.You somehow underestimated Eren's thickness and you definitely were feeling the stretch, you probably will feel it tomorrow as well.

When he finally bottomed out in you, you both couldn't seem to take your eyes off at where you were connected. Your pussy was fluttering around him and you felt him so deep inside.

"You're squeezing me so much, holy shit," Eren's eyebrows furrowed in what seemed like concentration, as he gripped his hands around your hips.

"You're so deep," You slid your hands up his chest and gripped his shoulders for support to help bounce slightly, testing the waters.

"Move." He wasn't begging, he was ordering, but you were more than willing to oblige. You rocked your hips to gain rhythm and steadied yourself before continuing to bounce.

Eren aided you, pulling you back down onto his cock, and meeting your thrust halfway. You ignored the burn in your thigh muscles and continued to slam yourself down, gaining speed as you did.

The pornographic slaps of skin echoed in the room, mixed in with your moans and Eren's grunts. People hearing from the party didn't cross your mind at all. The only thing that was on your mind was: Eren and cumming.

As you continued to fuck, Eren made himself busy sucking and kissing your bouncing tits. He also began rubbing your clit lightly, pausing when he felt you seemed a little too close. This had you whining in frustration, but you didn't stop.

He was filling you up incredibly, and you felt his cock repetitively drag across a particular spot that had you clenching. He noticed the way you tensed and moaned louder when that happened, so he switched his angle slightly and had you practically screaming.

"Oh fuck, please Eren, please, please," You didn't know what you were saying, you didn't really care, but you knew the high you were chasing was right around the corner.

"Please? You want to cum? You want to cream around my cock?" You had no time to answer.

Eren held your hips still and thrusted into you hard, hitting your special spot every time.

He brought one hand back to your clit and you were done for.

You collapsed onto Eren's chest, tits crushing against him. You were babbling absolute nonsense, and crying from the overwhelming pleasure that just kept coming as Eren thrust up into you.

You felt yourself release the coil in your stomach, and you swore you could actually see stars. Eren didn't let up, chasing his own high that also seemed to be approaching.

"You're clenching me so tight, fuck, fuck," He spun you both around, you were now flat on your back as Eren continued to pound you into the mattress, hips stuttering slightly.

You felt him twitch inside you, right before he pulled out. He swore loudly, cumming all over your pussy and a little on your stomach too.

You both caught your breaths as Eren slumped beside you.

"I'll give all the weed you want, if we can do that again," Eren was only half joking as he looked at your fucked out state.

"Definitely again," Is all you could say back as you gathered all the thoughts that had been fucked out of you.

When you told Connie and Sasha the next day you got two big I-told-you-so's, but they were supportive as long as they got some free weed out of it.

You didn't respond to the group chat when Jean sent a picture of your underwear with the text: Is this any of yours?

You discovered whose room that was though.

#why do connie and sasha have such stoner energy?#same with eren having plug vibes lmao #aot eren #eren aot #eren x reader #attack on titan eren #eren jaeger #eren smut #eren jeager smut #aot blog #aot smut #connie springer #sasha braus #snk sasha #attack on titan smut #eren yeager #eren jeager x reader #arlert angel

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WHO director-general praises TXT’s Yeonjun for sharing touching message to fans during the pandemic

The K-pop star had shared some advice to fans who were feeling overwhelmed by the current situation

TXT member Yeonjun has been praised by Dr. Tedros Adhanom Ghebreyesus, the director-general of the World Health Organisation, for his encouraging message to fans amidst the COVID-19 pandemic.

In an August 14 V Live broadcast, the idol received a comment from a fan asking for advice on how not to be sad. Yeonjun quickly assured that there was “nothing embarrassing” about being sad. “Don’t feel overwhelmed asking me for advice on WeVerse or online communities when feeling sad or depressed,” he said, per Allkpop.

The TXT member went on to explain: “I just want you to be comfortable telling me and it’s nothing to be embarrassed about and it’s nothing strange. Being sad is something that is extremely natural. You can feel sad.” Yeonjun also shared some tips for fans to cheer up.

“One way not to be sad is having more good things going on. But since you’re saying that you don’t have much… I want you to concentrate on the smallest things that you can be happy within your daily life. Or make moments you can be happy with,” said the idol, who went on to share how he practices this in his daily life. “For me, I am happy just watching movies while eating. That’s nothing special but that makes me so happy.”

In response to Yeonjun’s words, WHO’s director general praised the idol on Twitter, writing that what Yeonjun said is “absolutely right”.

Ghebreyesus added in his caption: “The pandemic is a challenging time for all of us – we all can feel sad & depressed, especially young people. It’s important to find someone you trust & talk about how you feel. And if you see a friend looking sad, reach out.”

TXT returned with their new single ‘LO$ER=LO♡ER’ today (August 17). It is the lead single of their newly released repackage album, ‘The Chaos Chapter: Fight Or Escape’, also out now.

The new album is a re-release of their sophomore Korean-language album ‘The Chaos Chapter: Freeze’, which dropped in May. In a five-star review of the record, NME‘s Rhian Daly said the boyband “offer a light in the darkness on their best release yet”.

#txt #tomorrow x together #210818 #NME #article #soobin #yeonjun #beomgyu #taehyun #hueningkai #The Chaos Chapter: FIGHT OR ESCAPE

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fallen-regentarc · 8 months

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continued from xx . @darehearts

davinas touch is gentle as she is patching him up , careful not too put too much pressure on his wound as she listens to him . normally when he's in the medbay he's groaning & scolding Doctor McCoy for his bedside manners , so to see this much gentler side of him seems to throw her off kilter a bit . not that it's a bad thing --- no , it was nice to see another side of the Captain . ' loneliness is something that i've grown accustomed to , when you've lost as many as I have you seem to place a timer on those around you for when they will leave as well . '

macabre , yes , but davina had lost more than a handful of people that she had loved to a war she was never interested in fighting , but their deaths had been the reason that pushed her to be where she is now . ' Doctor McCoy somehow has the capacity to hold more southern metaphors than I thought humanly possible . ' the brunette laughs as she presses her fingers over the closure of the bandage & inspects it once more before turning to start cleaning up the tray . ' he's not rude to me , if that's what you're asking . he's just --- ' hand waves as she tries to think of the correct words to say .

' being in space doesn't allow for much southern hospitality & i'm from the south . ' one of the nurses comes over & takes the tray once she's done cleaning it up , thanking them and turning back to the Captain . ' you can call me Davina . if I am to eventually feel like the crew is my family , it seems like we should start being less formal . '

#♡ * ⁎ ┈ replies #darehearts #♡ * ⁎ ┈ v . strange new worlds #my words got away from me oops

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fallen-regentarc · 6 months

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“ finding out the truth doesn’t always work out for the best . ”

the witch understood what the man meant , the implications & how , even when searching for the truth it may not be what you anticipated or expected . sometimes the reality of the situation is the last thing that you would want to happen to you . davina had experienced the gravity of the situation multiple times before , having watched as her kind knew the truth about many of their rituals , but when it was time to face the consequences — well , they realized they were wrong .

' people seeking truth must understand that what is true isn't always easy to swallow . ' sometimes it would go down like cough medicine , the bitter taste lingering on their tongue as they fought whatever infliction they were battling at that moment . ' but those who want the easy road also much know that what they seek may be nothing but an illusion . i've gone through plenty , pretended that things that were not there were for the sake of my sanity . ' it's true , davina had ignored the signs of the betrayal & the death that would've struck her if she didn't sign up for Starfleet . she wanted to believe that her coven would've protected her .

' i know what the truth is , no matter how much it hurts & how much i hate it . but I found it on my own , you can't push someone to the truth if they aren't ready to accept it . '

@respondedinkind . prompt

#respondedinkind #♡ * ⁎ ┈ v . strange new worlds #♡ * ⁎ ┈ answered ask #weeeeee

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fallen-regentarc · 8 months

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davina claire & doctor leonard mccoy

#♡ * ⁎ ┈ ch . leonard mccoy #♡ * ⁎ ┈ visage #listen .. i am just trash at this point #don't even look at me #♡ * ⁎ ┈ v . strange new worlds

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fallen-regentarc · 6 months

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“ let us remember why we are here & what we hope to achieve . ”

' i've never forgotten why I am here & what the goal is . ' davina wasn't sure why he was saying that , why he was speaking as if she had suddenly lost her way & needed to be reminded of her duty on board the Enterprise . ' I am still able to do my job & I am fully capable , I know what we hope to achieve and I am determined to make sure that we reach that goal . We owe it to the Captain . ' Davina wants to say that she owes it to herself , but she doesn't know if she deserved much , feeling like a fraud since she only joined Starfleet to escape her past .

' day or night , Doctor McCoy , you know I will stand here and do whatever is asked of me & whatever is needed . ' davina can't help but sigh , running her fingers through her hair before taking the glass of whiskey in front of her & finishing it in one gulp & wincing at the burn . ' my issue is that I do not feel like I am doing enough . like I could be saving more of our people & I am failing . ' she sighs once more as she reaches to fill her glass up again , staring down into the liquid before looking back up at him .

' does it ever get easier ? '

@barebcnes . prompt

#♡ * ⁎ ┈ v . strange new worlds #barebcnes #♡ * ⁎ ┈ answered ask

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Davina had finished her rounds in the Sickbay , having been given the okay to take the rest of the day by Doctor McCoy since it was a slow day . with no intended destination she had started to wander the corridors , having small conversations with those she recognized until she had decided that she would retire to her quarters to read & study some of the manuals that had been given to her . as she is making her way back to her room she was moving quickly & turned one of the corners a little too quickly & suddenly was colliding with a male , face meeting his chest & she is steading herself with the hopes of not falling to the floor . immediately she starts apologizing , rubbing her nose & instantly smiling when she sees it's Chekov & her cheeks flush maroon in embarrassment .

' maybe I should watch where I am going , but the good thing is that I have a medical degree . are you okay ? ' hands come up to touch his arms , looking him over to make sure that she didn't hurt him accidentally , even though she wasn't sure she could do much damage at the mere stature of 5'1" . ' have you seen all the decorations ? apparently the crew celebrates Halloween . ' she had finally released him , gesturing towards the cobwebs and the pictures of ghosts and pumpkins that adorned the walls & ceiling .

' do you think we will be stationed for the holiday , or will all the spooking & haunting be happening on board ? '

starter based on this post . @ensnchekov

#this is a little longer than i planned ... oops #ensnchekov #♡ * ⁎ ┈ v . strange new worlds

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I know the algebraic expression of L-O-V-E [Kamunami/Hinanami & Yandere!Chiaki] - Chapter 9

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Chapter 9

The boy didn’t have a chance to stick to his words, as she pressed his body down on the ground. The struggling body within her grip, desperately gasping for air, her creepy grin from earlier returned. Yet she wasn’t fully satisfied.

Simply getting rid of him was too easy, she had to enjoy that victory. That sadistic virus turned her pink eyes into a spiral in deep dark despair. Eerie laughter echoed through the island, yet only Nagito was able to hear her.

First his legs. She wouldn’t allow him to try and run away a second time. Cutting them clean off gave her a sadistic thrill and his painful screams filled her whole body with trembling despair. Next, cutting off his arms. Once this was over with, he was nothing more than a disfigured body. Blood spewing out of him, tainting the ground fuchsia.

Soon enough the blood loss would knock him out, but she wanted to make sure he’d hear her last words. What she had planned to do with him, was much more despair-inducing than any physical wound she could give him.

Moving her bloody hands over to his head, she cupped his face and with a gentle stroke over the cheeks, leaving a bloody trail of his own blood there. This is what satisfying despair felt like. It made her artificial heart race, as she’d finally be able to get rid of the person, she loved and hated the most.

Admiring her work for a few more seconds before he’d eventually pass out. Whispering sickly twisted words into his ear. “Don’t be sad. Death won’t be the end of you. I’ll let you live, in my world… under my control.”

His eyes shot wide open, his mouth silently screaming of pain. He didn’t have the energy anymore to fight back. His expression, a crude mixture of pain and desperation. Blood, sweat and tears all over.

He wouldn’t make it any longer, so she decided to yank his head off, as she still had use for that. Grabbing his hair, pulling it off his neck, a few nerve endings dangled out. And with that his fate was sealed: He was finally dead for sure.

Now what to do with the rest of the body? Enticing in the thrill, she turned the rest of the body into a mushy mess. Blending the remains of his flesh with the dirt underneath, until only a slimy puddle was left.

With that her job was done, and she returned to the main path. Making her way to the control room. All that was left to do was connecting his brain to the machines. They’d do the rest.

Dawn of a new day and Hajime woke up in his empty cottage. Last night’s encounter still had him puzzled.

“Chiaki? Chiaki, where are you?”

Looking around for the girl, but she was nowhere to be found.

“Huh? That’s strange…”

This seemed so oddly suspicious, so Hajime turned to Izuru for advice.

“Oh, now you’re asking for my help. Didn’t you confidently declare that you don’t need me anymore?”

He sounded so salty, despite his monotone voice.

“Yeah, yeah whatever. Shove that passive-aggressiveness up your ass. We might have a serious situation at our hands, so I don’t have the time nor nerves for unnecessary banter. Just straight up tell me, why Chiaki isn’t here.”

“Are you worried that something happened to her?”

Izuru asked in return, despite already knowing the answer.

“Maybe you should be more worried that she happened to someone else.”

He unkindly scolded Hajime.

“You know I’m worried. What’s your problem with that?”

“My problem is, I told you what she is capable of, but you decided to ignore all my warnings.”

Biting his tongue there, he shoved Izuru away.

“Fine! If you don’t wanna tell me, then just shut up.”

Hajime was fed up with lectures, as the strain of worry only increased.

“The only logical place to look for her would be the computer room.”

Izuru unexpectedly answered .

In hand-sight, that was an obvious the solution. Why didn’t Hajime think about that first? Maybe she went there for an update. Or…

A little shudder went down his spine. Remembering the offer she made last time, maybe she was preparing the virtual world for them.

But as he stepped outside his cottage, barely dressed, barely awake, something way more terrifying greeted him. In front of his door, the putrid smell of blood and death burned away the inside of his nostrils. And beneath his feet, he saw a horror, he thought he had left behind long ago.

Never again did he think he’d have to see a corpse again. Never did he think, he’d have to witness another killing happen. In front of him, laid none other than the separated head of the Ultimate Lucky Student: Nagito Komaeda.

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