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nexysworld · 1 year

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Guardian Angel 🖤 Part 1 🖤

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Summary: Leon was your regular friendly neighbor, always helping you out. He’s just a nice friendly guy. Simple as that… or so you thought. As his obsession with you increases you'll soon learn just what type of man your seemingly friendly neighbor truly is.

🖤Pairing: Yandere!Leon/Fem!Reader

🖤Tags (not all apply to all chapters): NSFW, Masturbation, Dubcon, Sex, Gaslighting, canon typical horror and gore descriptions, probably eventual kidnapping or kidnapping like behavior, use of pet names like bunny. Will add more tags as the story goes on

@hxllfiredoll Gave me Yandere!Leon brainrot, so here we go! I picture at least RE4R Leon in this. Let’s a gooooooo!

Leon had changed since the events of Raccoon City. He was no longer the bright eyed rookie cop who had the whole world ahead of him. Now he was in a much darker place, he’d seen the worst the world had to offer and he was not impressed. This world was no place for someone as perfect as you.

He felt like you were his flower trapped in a glass à la Beauty and the Beast, and without him there the glass would be removed by the world, each petal plucked from you until soon there’d be nothing left of his flower. You needed him obviously. What would you do without him?

~♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡~

You didn’t know much about Leon, he was your neighbor and kept to himself mostly. You knew he worked for the government, but didn’t know what that entailed. You knew he was beyond handsome, but awkward as hell, at least from what you observed. You remembered coming up the stairs to your shared apartment building and the girl from apartment 202 had cornered him. Despite her best efforts and subtly hitting on him, she was met with a solid, “ok.” You don’t think you’ve ever seen someone escape behind a door faster than watching his honey blonde hair bounce with the speed of his movements. The next time you saw him you ran straight into him because you weren’t paying attention, dropping all of your grocery bags.. “Oh god I’m so sorry.” You said, reeling from how knocking into him was like hitting a wall with how built he was. “Hey, it's ok, I should’ve been watching where I was going.” He said. “Here let me help you with that.” Effortlessly he managed to pick up all of your bags and carry them to your apartment for you. “Thanks Leon.” “Don’t worry about it.” He gave you a quick smile before leaving. Really you thought Leon was just a naturally caring guy. I mean not all guys who are ridiculously good looking are assholes, right? That’s just a stereotype, and Leon would prove that to you often. It seemed like Leon was always somehow there to help you, with friendly neighborly gestures. Out of sugar? Sure you can borrow his. Laptop not working? Don’t worry he’s good with electronics. Furniture needs moving? Well it’s a good thing he’s strong. Really Leon was one of the nicest guys you’ve ever met. He just exudes a sense of friendly trustworthiness that you couldn’t explain. Maybe it was his soothing voice, or those steely blue eyes that you tried not to get lost in when you’d speak with him. Sometimes you’d find yourself inventing problems in order to speak with him and ask for help. You chalked it up to a little crush, nothing more than that. You wouldn’t allow it to be so, you had a boyfriend already, plans for the future. You weren’t the type of girl who’d throw that all away for some hot guy. Besides, Leon didn’t like you like that anyway, if he did you're sure you would know. He’s just a nice friendly guy. Simple as that.

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Leon thought about you a lot. When you’d leave he’d work his brain to remember the lingering scent of your floral perfume, the way you shyly tucked your hair out of your face when you talked with him. Most importantly that adorably sweet voice that ran like honey through his ears. He couldn’t believe such a little bunny like you lived right next to him. So sweet. So cute. So needy. Always knocking on his door for one thing or another. Under normal circumstances he would find himself irritated with the outside intrusion. When Leon wasn’t at work he liked to disassociate from life, what else was the point? Fight the bad guys. Go home. More pop up. Repeat. The world wasn’t kind, it wasn't fair. There was no point in anything else. But then you moved in. The girl next door. You became the point, the pinnacle of his future. His salvation. His new purpose.

Slowly Leon began to notice that you needed his help more than you even realized. How did you even survive before meeting him? He began to follow you home from work, just to make sure you were safe of course. You were just a little hazard to yourself honestly. You didn’t look both ways before crossing the empty roads. You kept your social security card in your purse (don’t ask how he knows that.) You were too much of a people pleaser to avoid the strangers who’d stop to talk to you. Too dumb to know better than to wear such short little skirts out in public.

Even worse was your home defense, I mean it took almost nothing for Leon to get into your apartment while you were away, and you certainly didn’t notice the little changes he made. Like the tiny cameras seated within your potted plants, the eye of the teddy bear you kept on your nightstand. You left your laptop open right on the kitchen counter! He didn’t even need to use his government equipment to get into your stuff. One hour of his time and all of a sudden all your texts and emails were popping up on his own secondary phone, your social media, everything.

Stupid, stupid little bunny. The only thing worse than your ability to protect yourself was that hoity-toity upperclass hipster you called a boyfriend. Leon simply couldn’t fathom how some saucy fuck boy like that could work his way into your pure heart. He’d spent hours going through all your DM’s and texts with this man. He simply could not see the appeal. He treated you like you were too stupid to understand his profound pretentious thoughts and opinions. You were too good for scum like him. You needed a real man, you deserved a real man.

Luckily for you, Leon was a real man. And now he found his new purpose in life was to keep you safe, keep your petals attached. You were so lucky Leon found you, he was going to give you everything you’d ever need. You’d never have to worry or think again.

Leon had intended to do things the right way too, take things slowly. Really he did. He didn’t want you afraid of him, no he was going to be your prince, your knight in shining armor. He spent countless nights thinking of all the ways he could rid your boyfriend from existence so he could slip inside your heart and clean up the mess that was left.

He thought of your gorgeous face, the cute little blushes you try to hide when you’re around him, how red your face would be if he finally took the plunge and asked you out. Or maybe he’d be more dramatic, going directly in for a kiss, running his tongue over your bottom lip, teasing you. Oh how precious his little bunny was.

Despite it taking every ounce of self control, Leon was determined to take things slowly, well he was trying anyway, you weren’t making this very easy, especially with the noises he was hearing from his computer. He lifted the laptop up so he could set it on the nightstand next to him. He clicked on the thumbnail of your room to blow up the image, and there you were splayed out putting on a show just for him - not that you knew that of course.

There you were in all your glory, back arched into the mattress as you worked the toy in and out of your sopping hole with one hand while the other danced around your clit at a steady pace. Your face was flushed, lip bitten and eyes closed as you generated your pleasure. You looked so serene and ethereal, like a goddess of pleasure that he could worship. Leon felt his cock harden in his boxers, he pulled himself out and lazily stroked himself while he watched you. This was nothing new, something he’d done many times…that was until he heard your voice. “Nnng Leon…” He blinked at the screen for a moment, frozen as you softly chanted his name like a prayer. That, that was new. He knew you liked him, but he’d never seen you get off to him before. You were always such a good little girl, devoted to your future ex-boyfriend. The sound caught him so off guard he almost finished by your voice alone. He released his cock from his hand so he could grab the pair of panties of yours he kept in his nightstand, he wrapped them around his cock and continued to jerk himself while he watched you, jerking himself in rhythm with the way you toyed with yourself. He sped up when it looked like you were close, aiming to finish when you did. The second you let out a final scream of his name he felt the pleasure burst from his cock as hot ropes of cum spilled onto the laptop screen and his leg. “Don’t worry baby.” He said to the screen. “I won’t make you wait much longer for the real thing. My sweet little bunny shouldn’t have to work so hard to feel good.”

With that little scene before him, his resolve crumbled. Clearly going slow was a mistake, you needed him so badly in more ways than one. He was going to show you just how safe you are with him, how good he’ll be able to make you feel.

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“Hey Derek, are you okay?” You asked as your boyfriend doubled over in the middle of the alleyway. “Yeah, just drank too much I think.” He said as the rest of his dinner came up along with what looked like blood. Under the dim lamplight you noticed that his skin was shining with sweat and there were spiderwebs of veins that looked pure black as they creeped along his skin. “D-derek…I really think we should get you to a hospital.” You said worriedly, putting your hand on his back. He spun around in a fury. “Don’t fucking touch me, I said I’m fine!” His eyes were a deep red and almost looked like they were glowing in the night. You backed away a few steps nervously. This was like a scene from a horror movie, surely it wasn’t real right? Maybe it was a prank? You gently reached out with a shaky arm to him. “H-hey, it’s gonna be alright.” He grabbed your wrist and yanked you harder than you thought possible before slamming you against the brick wall of the alley. He snarled in a way you’d never seen a human do before. “Stop, this isn’t funny.” You pleaded with him, but they fell on deaf ears. Desperately you fished around in your pocket until you found the pocket knife you kept in there. “If you don’t let me go, I’ll have to use it.” You threatened as your hand shook with tremors. The black veins had reached all over his face now, he snarled again leaning in with an open mouth indicating his intention to bite the flesh from your skin. In a scared panic you jammed the knife directly into his neck, he dropped to the ground and you ran to the end of the alley, tears welling in your eyes.

You stood staring at his body as it layed there on the ground twitching. You fished for your phone to call 911, but remembered you had forgotten it at home before your date. Fuck. You thought to yourself as you tried to ponder your next steps. Your thoughts were cut short though when you heard a disgusting sound, like flesh being torn apart, bones breaking. You looked over and saw something beginning to protrude from his face and neck. Worms? Tentacles? You weren’t sure. Surely you must be hallucinating right now, having a psychotic break. There was no other explanation for this.

You took one step forward, then another, and another until you were back in front of his body. Within seconds your face was splattered with blood as whatever it was bursted out entirely from his neck. You could see all the deformed features of his face while they danced in a mix of tentacles that were waving before you. You felt sick. You felt frozen. A gunshot rang out, and your boyfriend’s body slumped back to the ground, tentacles and all. The world became dizzy, the alley turning upside down, a voice you couldn’t make out. Someone stood over you, but you couldn’t see who as your head rattled. The next thing you knew you were out, slipping into the black void of unconsciousness.

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Leon had worked out the fastest plan to get rid of your future ex-boyfriend. It wasn’t hard for him to get a sample of the Plagas virus that the lab had been storing and it was even less difficult to inject it into the man. Of course the cleanup was a bit of a pain, blaming a DSO researcher who lived nearby, framing it on them. But when you want something done right, you gotta put a little effort in, ya know? Anything for his little bunny. Leon kept a close eye on you, closer than usual. His goal was only to frighten his little rabbit, not let her get killed or hurt more than was required. He saw the virus taking effect instantly, and noticed the odd ticks that would occur during your dinner date. Your own future ex-boyfriend and you didn’t even notice a change in his behavior until it became so obvious. He trailed you to the alleyway, hiding behind the dumpster as the scene played out. It hurt him to see you so scared. Truly it did, but you needed this. He couldn’t believe you actually walked back over to the body. See little bunny? That’s exactly why you needed Leon. The second Derek’s corpse was back on his feet, Leon drew his gun before sending a single, and final, lethal shot sending the Plagas back to the ground. He walked forward and caught you just as your body went slack. “Don’t worry sweetheart. I got you.” He said tossing you over his shoulder and into his car. His timing was perfect. He’d arrived back at the apartments just in time for the outside lights to be turned off both in the parking garage and external hallways. Carrying you to your apartment without being seen was a cakewalk. You made it even easier by staying unconscious the whole time Leon washed you up and tucked you into bed. He made sure to hide all evidence of your bloodied clothes, and of your now dead ex-boyfriend. Of course the DSO wouldn’t want the public to know that any kind of outbreak occurred, no matter how small, which meant that Derek had to disappear entirely. The government would take care of his family and friends, but you, you were all Leon’s to handle. He was nothing if not thorough to be sure, deleting any social media post, text, call log, anything at all that involved the man you once knew. Before he left your apartment, he leaned over and placed a small kiss on your forehead before slipping back over to his own apartment before the crack of dawn. Leon waited patiently for hours. Excruciating hours while you remained in your unconscious state. He knew you were about to wake though when he saw your face scrunch up on the camera, beads of sweat rolling down your forehead.

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You shot up in a panic. “Derek? Derek!” You shouted as your head pounded, your heart beat was so loud it resounded in your ears. You were more confused when your bedroom came into view and someone was sitting on the end of your bed. . . Leon? “What the —” “Hey sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” He said softly, moving towards you arm out like he was approaching a scared animal. “I heard you screaming and you didn’t answer the door so I let myself in just to make sure you were okay.” It took a few moments to process his words before you let out the breath you didn’t know you were holding. “Oh god, I’m sorry if I woke you up. I was just having a bad dream.” “Sounds like it.” He said softly, and there they were those endless blue eyes, instantly instilling comfort in you. “You sure you’re okay?” “Yeah I just…it was a nightmare that Derek died and…” She shuddered again. “Derek? Who’s that?” Leon asked, tilting his head. “A family member?” You gave him a confused look. Leon knew who your boyfriend was, they’d even met in passing once when he dropped you off at home. “No, Derek, you know him, my boyfriend?” “Derek? I don’t know anyone by that name, I didn’t even know you had a boyfriend.” He said with a soft laugh. Your eyebrows knitted together in a v-shape, more confused than ever. Maybe Leon just forgot? Maybe he was just joking with you? You reached over and grabbed your phone from the nightstand. You thought maybe giving him a call would help ease your mind, and maybe showcase to Leon you did in fact have a boyfriend. You swiped through your messages but didn’t see the text thread. You tried your snapchat, nothing. Instagram DMs, nothing. None of your threads or his accounts showed up at all. “What the fuck.” You said to yourself, hands beginning to tremble. “Is everything okay?” Leon asked softly. “Yeah I just…” You furiously swiped through your contacts and Derek wasn’t there. You tried calling his number. “Sorry the number you are trying to reach has been disconnected or no longer in service.” Something felt very wrong. You launched out of bed to your closet and dug through your old shoe boxes like a madwoman, ripping the lid off to dig through your polaroids that you had. Every single one with Derek, gone. You turned to face Leon, new tears streaming down your face. “What the fuck is going on.” You asked mostly to yourself. Leon walked over to you and ran a thumb over your cheek soothingly. “Hey, hey, calm down. Calm down. What’s wrong?” He asked softly. “What do you mean what’s wrong? Derek’s gone, everything is gone!? I was with him in the street and he died and now…now he’s just gone the pictures are gone…” You weren’t making a lot of sense trying to explain to Leon what you were talking about. Were you having a psychotic break? No way, the memories you had were real, how can you just imagine a decade of memories!?

~♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡🖤♡~

His plan was working. Not even moments after you woke up you were already connecting your thoughts and memories to a person who no longer existed. He knew the more you pushed about this, the more lost you’d become. He wasn’t usually one for gaslighting, but he’d use any tool at his disposal for you. Don’t worry little bunny, the pain wouldn’t last long. Leon was here for you. He walked over and wrapped his strong arms around you in the tightest hug he could give you. He shushed you and rubbed your back while you sobbed. “Hey, hey it’ll be okay. It will be okay, why don’t we get you back to bed.”

He led you back to the mattress, running his fingers through your hair while you laid down. “Shhhh. Shhh.” He cooed, tucking you in tightly. When he turned to leave your arm shot out to his. “W-wait. If you don’t mind, can you stay the night? I just.. Something feels wrong. I don't want to be alone.” Of course he would stay the night with you. He nodded and sunk down on the bed next to you, above the blanket, not wanting to push his affections too far just yet. He played with your hair while you fell asleep again. Don’t worry little bunny, you were safe with him. You’ll always be safe with him.

#leon kennedy x reader #yandere leon kennedy #Female reader #resident evil #fanfiction #reader insert #leon kennedy x you #leon s kennedy #yandere! leon kennedy #re4r #re4r leon #leon s kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x y/n #resident evil 4

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imomnba-x07 · 4 months

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EPISODE 3 BABYYYY

DIDNT THINK IT WAS POSSIBLE TO TOP THE PREMIER EPISODES BOY WAS I WRONG

- Percy choosing Annabeth to be on the quest because he was so scared one of his friends would betray him so he chose someone he “can’t stand” oooooooohhhhh this is cinema

- The Oracle taking the form of Gabe????? Such an interesting choice lmao (completely forgot this happened in the book too till I watched it again)

- Annabeth and Percy not getting along for even a second my god we are in for the best Enemies to Friends to Lovers (but we already knew that)

- Annabeth not being able to read the candy and choosing all of them ughhhhhhhh my little dyslexic baby that was such a good way to show it

- Annabeth confronting the furies? She’s so brave I could never

- Grover’s friendshsip/ problem solving song 😭😭😭😭😭😭 this sweet poor baby is so stressed keeping the team together

- MEDUSAAAA

- love what they changed about Medusa’s story and gave us more reasons to understand a certain someone’s anger at the gods and betrayal at the end of the season

- Annabeth using her hat to shield medusas eyes was GENIUS holy fuck what a fucking play oh my god

- Percy using the song against Grover omfg I love them

- They truly could not have chosen a better cast for our main trio I’m so fucking proud of them omfg

- The contrast of me screaming “LETS GOOOOOOO” and my friends screaming in pure anguish when Lin Manuel Miranda showed up at the end (I like being a goofy scamp)

Even better than the first 2 episodes, didn’t even know that would be possible I’m so fucking happy rn this is everything I’ve ever wanted and more

2000000/10

#percy jackson show #percy jackson #percy and annabeth #percy jackon and the olympians #annabeth pjo #annabeth chase #grover pjo #grover underwood #pjo fandom #pjo series #percy jackson series #medusa

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harufluff · 11 months

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Hey haru <3 How is it going?

Could I please request a drabble with Beomgyu

From the fluff prompt 54: “Don’t think about anything. Just tell me that you love me and hold me tighter.”

And 50 types of kisses prompt 03: A breathy demand: “Kiss me” - and what the other person does to respond

'miss you already' Choi Beomgyu

warnings - reader is mentioned to be shorter

genre -fluff, angst???, established relationship au, idol!beomgyu x gn!reader

wc - around 557

reblogs and feedback are appreciated :)

don’t say anything. ik the tour just ended. pretend your reading this before lmao

‘i don’t wanna gooooooo!!’

you giggle to yourself. today beomgyu had to leave for his tour. this was gonna be the first time you spent away from each other for that long.

‘it’s ok, beom. it’s only for a couple of months, so you’ll survive.’

his flight was at 3:00, and right now it was about 2:30. thankfully he was on his own, with just a couple of staff members with him. he requested to the company to stay a couple of extra days to be with you.

‘why do you do this to me.’

‘it’s not my fault your an idol.’

a small chuckle comes out of him. his face buried into the crevice of your neck. in all honestly, you didn’t want him to leave either. you wanted to keep him all to yourself.

‘thank you for coming to the airport with me.’

you smile into his hair. and take in the scent of his shampoo for the last time in what could be a long time.

‘of course. i wouldn’t miss it.’

his grip around your waist tightens as the calm voice announces on the loud speaker that boarding for his flight would start soon.

‘you should go.’

‘don’t think about anything. just tell me that you love me and hold me tighter.’

his request catches you off guard. the held back tears finally start to prick at your eyes. when the soft, hot liquid starts streaming down your face, you know you’re gonna miss him more that you know.

you burry your face into his neck and let all your emotions flow out. he pulls away and looks at you with a smile.

beomgyu gives you a peck on the nose before holding you at a farther distance by your waist.

‘you’ll wait for me, right?’

‘that’s a stupid question. of course i will’

you both make your way over to the gate, hand in hand. why couldn’t he stay just a little bit longer? why now?

you give him one last hug and kiss before letting him walk away. for the second time that day, you feel the pricking at the back of your eyes.

god, you’ll miss him so much. but it’s for the best. it’s just a couple of months. maybe they’ll go by faster than you think. you turn around and begin to walk out of the airport when-

‘HEYYYYY!!’

you hear beomgyu’s voice coming from the direction of where he left. suddenly you feel his warm, tall figure behind you. his strong arms wrap around your waist and turn you around to face him.

‘kiss me’

he says breathily. so of course you do. you lean up to his level and place your soft lips against his slightly roughed ones. your arms circle around his neck as he tilts his head to the side.

you pull away slowly and put your hands on each side of his face.

‘time to go.’

‘till next time i see you’

slowly, you look to your phone to see the time. 2:52.

you smile and give him one last kiss before you rush him off the his plane. god, you’ll miss him, but what a kiss that was.

©️Harufluff 2023 | Do not steal, claim, or repost any of my works.

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clay-tries-his-best · 11 months

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! atsv spoilers !

when i sat down in my theatre seat to see atsv im telling you i was being the most autistic fuck you've ever witnessed. you could practically see the sparkles in my eye, dude.

the spot. my godddd he's so silly. the marketing ploy to make him seem like the side villain from the trailers was so fucking smart. I really thought that Miguel was going to be the main villain considering him fighting miles in pracgjcalky every trailer ever and being in the post-credits scene of itsv. and miles dealing with having to be everywhere at once was very realistic and gave me the classic "oh my god this poor boy this is painful to watch". oh and gwen's beginning scene of the drums just gave me the feeling that the movie was going to be fantastic. like, betrayal, amazing visuals, more gwen?? already a wonderful start. also the fact that the spot's whole reason to turn into a major villain is that nobody, not even the person who caused his disfigurement, would take him seriously- like- HUH???? perfect. wonderful. bro just wanted miles to pay attention to him for a little while.

Pavitr and Hobie were also really great additions to the spider team. Despite the fact that Hobie's accent was so thick and deep that I couldn't understand what he was saying a good third of the time, he still managed to work his way into my top 5 characters of the movie. THAT is good character building. At first I thought he was going to be the stereotypical love rival, considering his first mention was miles getting jealous of him and gwen being friends. I was worried that was how the story was actually going to go when he upstaged miles by breaking done the collider force field, but hes actually a really chill and cool guy. pretty sure he even roots for gwen and miles, so that's pretty funny. Pavitr was also super funny with a great character design. " Chai means tea, you're just saying tea tea! " was probably one of my favorite lines / jokes from the whole movie. His world was also very pretty and SUPER detailed. Props to every artist for Mumbatten.

Miguel and Peter B.'s dynamic was really fun to watch as well. This cryptic emo ass mastermind vampire who has watched people die and destroyed a universe next to this middle aged man in a pink fuzzy bathrobe who's oogling over his daughter. also, the line where Miguel said " I've had the right amount of you today " to peter b instead of " I've had enough of you " like the normal saying goes was kinda queer. just saying. but yeah, great villain, and I do want to see him in the final battle against spot, but I eventually don't want him to be the one to beat spot, y'know? If it was to be anyone, it's obviously going to be miles. Whether it's just miles or miles and gwen or miles and the gang gwen assembled at the end of atsv (WHICH HAD SPIDERNOIR YESSS SPIDERNOIR FANS LETS GOOOOOOO I HAD THE STUPIDEST SMILE ON MY FACE WHEN I SAW HIM IM TELLKNG YOU), in the end it's still gotta be miles.

the collider scene with the spot was really cool. spot may be silly, but he's not dumb enough to be " saved " by his archnemesis who only cared about him when he was about to become a transdimensional eldritch horror. boss move. his final form was really pleasing to look at because you can just see the detail that went into it. Looking at some screenshots, I noticed there were a lot of eyes and I'm pretty sure I saw a version of spiderman (original world 1610 peter, possibly?) staring at miles / the audience. despite him not showing up for another hour, hour and a half, I wasn't mad. If a movie can avoid showing the main villain for that long and still have them integrated properly, just, wow. blown away. oh and this part made me even more interested because his beginning ost, spot 1, I think? his random beats and tunes sounded more silly and disorganized and clumsy, like him trying to take the atm. near the end, he got spot 2, which was more shrill and frightening. I'm not musically trained, and I could still tell that it was scarier, and to me, they sounded very similar. To not have too far of a difference between the two and stroke two entirely different chords is just. ugh. wow.

don't even get me started on prowler miles... RAHHH THE CHARACTER AND WORLD DESIGN FOR UNIVERSE 42!!!! it was so beautiful and scary and breathtaking because there is. no. spiderman. when miles's mom didn't know what he was talking about and gwen wasn't really outside, it hit me like a brick in the head. and alternate aaron??? hello??? he made me physically uncomfortable because of how terrifying his face was. i couldnt even tell if he was wearing makeup or he was just that dramatjcally shaded. the turn miles does to see that it was his dad painted on the wall instead of aaron.... GRAHHHHHH

as an aspiring artist, I can say nothing but wow. that movie, the fact that it was 2 HOURS AND 20 MINUTES???? HELLO??? DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH WORK THAT MUSTVE TOOK??? unbelievable. and you know that sony felt bad for making us wait on a cliffhanger, so they probably were around 3/4 done with atsv and started working on beyond, so we didn't have to wait as long as we would've if they finished atsv and then started beyond. I'm so glad that those 5 years in the Sony team paid off, because that. was. amazing. my depression is vaporized. im going feral, going wild, going insane. i will not think of anything else until beyond is out. can't wait to see my bbg spot have his villain moment in March 2024!!! <333

#spiderman #spiderman atsv #atsv #atsv spoilers #miles morales #gwen stacy #pavitr prabhakar #hobie brown #across the spider verse #peter b parker #miguel o'hara #spiderman 2099 #spider gwen #spider punk #spider woman #spider noir #spiderman noir

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worstvideogamesong-poll · 5 months

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Worst Video Game Song Tournament - Round 2 Match 7

Central City - Sonic Chronicles: The Dark Brotherhood

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VERSUS

Title Screen - Crazy Bus

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FIGHT!

I would recommend listening to as much as you can of each song before voting, but how you choose is up to you! Remember to be civil in the tags and replies!

Propaganda under cut:

Central City:

"Look how they massacered my boy... This is actually a sloppy midi remix of a different Sonic song. Here"

"The context makes this music so much worse haha. There was a change in management extremely late in development and the music rights no longer belonged to the developer. They had a week to remake the soundtrack and recycled music from old games. It is in extremely bad midi form because the game got rushed. instruments were missing and it was too late to fix."

"central city sounds like they somehow managed to drop a midi file and then hastily shove it back in place"

"#CENTRAL CITY SWEEP LETS GOOOOOOO RAAAAAAAH"

"#CENTRAL CITY SWEEP #THAT SONG FUCKING SUCKS!!! #SO TRUE"

"#central city........ hoo boy"

"#CENTRAL CITY SWEEEEEEPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"#central city though. yea. thats rough. that was rough. its so funny reading the propaganda only after listening cause while listening i was #like 'oh the production is bad but they have some good musical ideas in here!' and. i can see why."

Crazy Bus Title Screen:

"couldn't even listen to three seconds of the crazy bus music. god fucking damn who QA'd that"

"#crazy bus better sweep this tournament hi crazy bus"

"#crazy bus title screen is so fucking funny#i lose my shit every time i hear it"

"#literally just. listen to the crazy bus title screen #for literally a second"

"#is there any real contender against crazy bus?"

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mknae-jongho · 7 months

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drunk sex!

Masterlist!

dom!San x black girl sub!reader

Smut | MDNI |

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you and san went out with the other members, you, san & the boys been stressing from work and need some relief. But san wants more!

genre and warnings: degrading, dacryphilia, breeding, cowgirl riding, cursing, praising, choking, hair pulling, overstimulating, orgasm denial, pet names, spanking, slapping, spitting, toys, smut so MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, sorry for any word mistakes🤭!

I put my phone down & got up to shower. 30 minutes later after my shower i went to my closet and grabbed san favorite tight dress and did my hair a makeup.

After i got ready i hear my phone ring, looked at the caller id it’s your mann san.

“Hello”

“hey baby. We had to wake mingi up cause he’ll be mad if he found out we went out without him but we’re outside baby.”

“haha, okay baby i’m comin i’m goin to grab my purse and i’ll be right out.”

“okay baby.”

I ended the call and grabbed my matching purse before leaving out.

Leaving the house, i entered the car and saw san and the members and a sleepy mingi.

“he’s still a little tired.” i hear hwa say

“yea cause somebody wanna force him out the bed.” wooyoung said looking at san

“shut up woo, hey sexy.” san said looking at you biting his lip

“yeah sexyyy.” wooyoung said and looked at san to see him already looking back at him.

“haha, i was just playing.” woo said with a scared laugh and sitting back.

“hey baby.” you said

“san are you gone start up the car or we just gon sit here all day.” hwa said

San started up the car and went to a private drinking spot him and the boys go.

Car seat order: Driver:San, Passenger:Jongho, Second row seat: You, Seonghwa, Hongjoong, last row seat: Wooyoung, yeosang, Mingi, Yunho.

15 minutes later you guys pulled up to the spot.

San got out the car to open the door for you and grabbed your hand. “Come on mi’lady.” san said making you giggle, “Thanks prince.”

All of you walked in the building to go get drinks and sit at a table. All the seats ran out so san pulled you onto his lap. “There you go sexy, hear have a drink.” san said as passing you a shot glass.

If haven’t even been five minutes yet and san, loud mouth wooyoung, and yunho are drunk.

“i mish my babhyy .” san said with messed up words and a whiny voice. “I’m right here san.” “you’re not mines, my girlfriend gon beat yo ass gettt off mee.” San started to push you. “San i’m your girl, we’ve been together for 3 1/2 years.” you said grabbing his hands to keep him from pushing you. “ 3 AND A HALF YEARS” san yelled. “ahhhhhh” wooyoung yelled and we all looked at him.

“What is the issue now??” seonghwa said. “yunho bittttt meeeee” wooyoung said whining.

San looked back at you, “ 3 years really omggggg wowwwww.” he said shocked

“yes baby now suck it up, you’re drunk you’ll remember sooner or later.” you said smiling

“you’re smile is so pretty.” san said pulling you closer. “i know baby you’ve told me plenty of times.

San then started making you bounce on his dick. “babe stoppp.”

“i’m hornyy y/n.” san said spanking your ass and squeezing it afterwards. San stared at you with an expression that makes you dripping wet.

“stop looking at me like that.”

“ Can y’all stop being nasty for once.” seonghwa said with a disgust face

“that’s not me it’s san.” you said laughing. “Don’t blame me, you look too good i can’t help it.” he said rolling his eyes.

30 mins later everybody was fucked up except for me and seonghwa, i mean somebody gotta make sure everyone get home safe. San got hornier each shot he drank. San took off his shirt and almost undid his pant but i stopped him.

“ Hwa i think it’s time to go home now before it gets outta hand.”

“yeah i’ll take hongjoong and the rest home their pretty wasted.”

I help san get up as he was wobbling everywhere, i put his arm over my shoulder and helped him to the car.

“Ima tell my girlfriend you’ve kidnapped me, let me gooooooo let me goooooooo.” san said make a remix of elsa.

“okay babe, just let me get you home.”

You put on his seat belt and closed the door. As you walked to the driver side of the car san was watching your every move looking at you up and down. As you got in he looked at you with a smirk on his face.

“whatt??”

“your my gf?”

“yes i’ve been telling you that for the longest.”

Looking at him he already staring at you before he began to speak.

You notice that’s you didn’t start driving yet so you put the car in drive and start driving.

5 mins later san started talking again.

“Baby do u’know that when you walk your ass jiggle.” he whispered into you ear wrapping an arm around your waist and started kissing and biting your neck leaving marks.

“yes baby now let me focus driving, we’re almost home you can have me then.” you said pushing him back on his side of the car.

“ughh fine.” he said rolling his eyes.

Arriving home you help san inside. “do you need water babe??” you asked

“i’m fine, once i’m done fucking you i’ll be back to normal.” after he said that he pushed you against the wall and started kissing you and grinding onto you .

“mhh san.” you said into the kiss

He then grabbed you by your neck and you gasped, slipping his tongue in.

“jump.”

You jumped, he stoped the kiss to remove your dress. After removing your dress leaving you naked, you suddenly felt on hard sting on your butt.

“No underwear, no bra.” he smacked your ass again harder this time. “what if the other members could’ve saw huh??” another smack landed on you .

“i’m sorry baby it’s just I’m not support to wear anything with this dress.”

“You’ve should’ve picked another one.” another smack landed make you whine in pain.

“sannie you told me to wear something sexy and i did but i didn’t kno-.”

“save it. before i go to the bedroom, i want you in there on the bed legs spread understand.”

quiet…

San gets closer to your face grabbing your jaw, “i said do you understand?”

“y-y-yes i un-understand.”

5 min later san came in with a blindfold & a belt, he sat the belt down onto the bed.

“sit up. now.”

you sat up as he put on the black lace blindfold.

You hear him walk to the closet and pull some out.

As he came closer to you you felt something cuff each ankle with your wrist on each arm.

As you hear a belt being picked up suddenly you felt a hard sting on your right ass cheek.

“oww fuck san.” you said with a whiny voice.

“aww, does it hurt my baby.” san said mimicking you.

You suddenly felt another hard sting, this time on your left butt cheek.

“sanniee please.” you said as you felt your eyes water

“count”

spank, “one”, spank, “two” spank , “owww three” as tears started pouring down your face.

5 minutes later he’s still goin you lost count.

Spank . after spank . after spank . “what number y/n.”

…

“WHAT NUMBER!!”

“sannie i don’t know please.”

Spank . “lost count?” … spank. “HUH?” spank. spank. spank. spank. he hear you sniffing and dragged you up by your hair. “cryin now huh.” he then throws you away a put you on all fours.

“Tell me what number we’re on before i start over.”

“san pls i don’t know.”

“Maybe i can make you remember. Start over from the top.”

“san pls i can’t take no more.”

spank.

“Start. NOW”

spank. “one” you said in a crying voice. spank. “two”. spank “three.” spank, “four”.-

San flips you back around onto your back and take off the blindfold and grab you by your jaw getting closer to your ear.

“it was 45 spanks in total y/n, since you forgot.”

he then slaps you across the face, not too hard but hard enough to feel the sting.

San then got out the bed and removed all his clothes, dick on rock hard that touches his belly button.

He then grabbed you by your thigh and drags you toward the edge of the bed.

He grab his dick and push it into you slowing only adding his tip before pulling back out.

“beg for it.”

…

“don’t make me repeat myself.”

“ss-sannie.”

“hmm? beg.”

“sannie please put it in. i need you now daddy please”

He put the tip in slowly before pulling back out still teasing you.

“SAN”

he slaps you across the face.

“don’t yell at me, now beg if you want more.”

“sannie please put it in me san, i need you now san please. i want to cum. i want to cum on your dick daddy ple- ahh oh my gosh, mhhhhhh”

He moves into you at a fast pace, “fuck baby girl, so fuckin tight. ahh fuckkkkk shit.” he tilts his head back mouth hung open.

“daddyyyy , fuck your so deep.”

San looked down to your stomach and see his bulge poking your stomach with each thrust. San uncuffs your hands and ankles and grabs your hand and placed it on your stomach where his bulge pokes at.

“feel that babygirl. that’s me deep in your stomach.”

“Yes i feel i- mhh it san ff-fuck san omg sss-ssooo d-deeppp.”

“Let’s test your flexibility baby.”

He then grabbed both of your legs placing them both on his shoulders leaning so far down that your thighs are touching your chest.

“AHHH FUCK SANN”

“open your mouth.”

you open your mouth and he spat in it and kissed up after covering your moans into his mouth.

He fixed his position so he can go deeper and nothing but moaning and grunts bouncing off the walls. He placed his head into your neck moaning in your ear setting something off inside you make you close to your climax.

“ Fuck i’m cumming san.”

After you said that he pulled out making your climax go away.

“whyyyy i was close.”

“not yet baby girl.”

he then started kissing down your body to he’s face to face to your pussy and start placing kisses on it make you shiver. He started licking your clit slowly making your legs shake after every lick.

“faster daddy please.”

After you said that he started licking at a animalistic pace before rubbing your slit with his fingers adding his middle finger then a second finger in and out at a pace matching his licking.

“ahh fuck. san you’re making me feel so good.”

“mhh” he growls against your pussy running chills up your spine.

“i’m close san please let me cum fuckkkk.”

“cum for me baby. cum into my mouth let me taste your sweetness. CUM BABY”

Something about his words set something loose inside of you as your legs began to shake harshly and you squirted making a mess everywhere, down your thigh onto the sheets and san face.

San keep eating you even tho you’ve came causing you to overstimulate. He sat up, pulls out his finger and spat on your clit before rubbing it hard and fast.

“ssssss- sa-sann ple- sstoppp” he just stared at you with his slit low eyes watching your face expression as he bit his bottom lip.

“sannnnn stoppp.” you hands went down trying to remove his hand but he used his free hand to grab your wrists and pinned them above your head, leaving you helpless and leaving you no other option but to take the overstimulating pleasure.

“Can’t handle it baby girl, you wanted to cum so bad i finally let you and now you cant even handle what the fuck i give you.” he said with a chuckle and he face expression changed to a serious angry face.

“san it’s tt-too mmh m-much please stop san.” tears began flowing down your face from all the pleasure.

you tried to slid up to get away from the pleasure but he drags you back down.

“where you going?? hmm?” san laughed before pulling away from your clit laying beside you grabbing your waist pulling you on top of him.

“ride me til i say stop.”

Laying down on his chest you felt him put the tip in sliding you down on it til all of him is inside of you.

“fuckk.” he moaned in your ear

“bounce on it”

you sat up and start bouncing hard making your titties jump as he held onto you waist. he loves when you ride him cause he feels so much pleasure.

“ahh. mhh. fuckkkk. shitt babygirl……. OHHHH FUCKK.” he tilted his head back from all the pleasure he felt and you bent down leaving dark hickeys on his neck.

“fuck i’m gonna cum baby. breed you so deep you’ll be full of my kids ff-FUCKKK!!!”

“i’m close sann FUCK oh my goshhhhh”

he held your waist tighter holding you still and he began thrusting into you at a fast pace chasing your high.

“OHHHHH FUCKK BABY” he moaned loudly cumming deep inside of you.

“mhh, ahh omg.” his pace slows down and you grind against him slowly riding out your high.

getting off of him, you lied beside him staring at each other before leaning in to a heated makeout.

you pulls away before it gets back outta hand.

“mhh” he chuckled. “let’s go shower okay.”

you nodded your head and got out the bed just to fall on the ground.

“hahahahaha” sam laughed loudly

“stop laughing and come help, it’s your fucking fault in the first place san.” you said crossing your arms.

“okay baby whew” his laugh calms down before getting out the bed walking towards you to pick you up bridle style to the bathroom helping you both go shower.

45 mins later…

you both got out the shower to get ready for bed. After getting done putting on your matching pj’s you guys brushed your teeth, san back hug you pulling you against him moved his hand towards your throat giving it a soft squeeze before tracing your hickeys.

after brushing your teeth bending down to spit the toothpaste out, your ass brushes against his dick getting him slightly hard again as he slaps your ass hard before grinding against you.

“stop san let’s go to sleep i’m tired”

“one more round won’t hurt now would it.” he said before turning you around facing him and started kissing your lips slipping his tongue in.

you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him deeper into the kiss as you felt his hands moving down to your ass giving it a slap and a hard squeeze.

“as much as i want your dick san. I’m really tired okay. let’s sleep san, i promise we can have morning sex in the morning okay.” giving him one last kiss before walking to bed you felt another hard slap on your ass turning around to look at him.

“really san, really.” you said tilting your head to the side with a straight face.

“i’m sorry baby it’s just so fat and juicy.” he said walking up to you with a seducing look on his face before slapping and rubbing your ass again and again.

“sleep san.” walking to bed before cutting off the lamp.

“i love you”

“i love you too now goodnight let me sleep” he let out a chuckle before saying, “okay.”

The next morning…

“fuck san i’m gonna cum” you moaned

“cum for me baby, cum all over my dick princess.”

after 30 seconds and hell was broke loose and moans and grunts was all that where heared.

30 mins later…

After you & san cleaned up yourselfs , you both walked down stairs to see unexpected guests leaving you shocked.

“hey g-guys how - when did you get here.

…

“umm,” seonghwa said.

“the door was already unlocked so…”

“we was here long enough to know that you both had a longggggggg nightttttt.” wooyoung said giggling as everyone else looked at him.

“what. what i do now.”

“nothing woo just hush your embarrassing y/n” seonghwa said pointing at you

woo looked a saw that your hiding in sans neck.

“ i mean it’s true, i really don’t know why she’s hiding she might as well get used to it, it ain’t the first time it happened haha”wooyoung said still laughing.

“shut up woo.” everyone said including you and san

“okay,” “it’s still true tho haha.” wooyoung said still laughing

“this is going to be a long & teasing day.” you whispered to san

“haha,” san chuckles

“next time i’ll make sure to lock the door okay.” he said before kissing you on your lips then forehead.

“okay.”

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nyarlathotep-thecrawlingchaos · 7 months

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Two chapters in less than twenty-four hours. I literally haven't done this in a decade. Send help. Wheezing. May have thrown my back out. In need of life support.

Anyways here we gooooooo

Hearing Problems

LA!Mihawk x AFAB!OC

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Chapter 2: A Battle of Wits

Tags: Slow-burn, Enemies to Lovers, eventually NSFW, uh, if I think of more I'll add them or something

Trigger Warnings: None for this chapter

Wordcount: 2.2k

Summary:

After having her sloop sunk by the Buggy Pirates and losing most of her worldly possessions in the process, the normally solitary mercenary Karimi Lionne finds herself teaming up with the rag-tag little crew that is the Strawhat Pirates to defeat them. She bonds with them far more quickly than she bargained for, and that quickly turns into a problem for the Kiku Kiku no Mi devil fruit user when she learns of Nami's plans to leave them high and dry, and Zoro issues a challenge at Baratie that he very likely won't live long enough to regret.

Karimi did her best to steel her resolve despite the blood rushing in her ears as she lay there.

Lay there on the docks outside the seafaring restaurant, her strength zapped by the salt water, completely defenseless as Dracule Mihawk towered over her, his arms crossed, observing her with an unreadable expression and indecipherable tone to his question that still echoed in her ears.

Devil fruit, then, is it?

It wasn't too big of a surpise that he had figured it out that quickly. No, the surprise was his very presence there on the docks. That he had bothered to seek her out and ask her.

She finally expelled the breath trapped within her lungs in a slow sigh, closing her eyes again, feigning an aloof facade as well as she could.

"No idea what you're referring to," she said, as levelly as she could. She could hear a slight edge in her tone, but that was fine. That was to be expected. At least she had found the will to speak.

"There's really no use playing coy, dear. Though I am curious..." he said slowly, "what might lead a devil fruit user to intentionally dampen their own power."

"I don't think that's really any of your business," she said, mimicking his drawling lilt. "I am trying to drink myself into a stupor before morning and your presence is not helping the endeavor. So, if you would..." She lifted a hand and made a shooing motion. "Kindly fuck off."

Mihawk quirked an eyebrow, wondering whether every member of the strawhat's crew were insolent fools. Roronoa Zoro's challenge had been one thing—now this girl, this child, was mocking him to his face, attempting to shoo him off like a stray dog begging for scraps.

For a moment, he was completely speechless, feeling oddly as if he had taken a brief step out of reality.

Then he stepped slowly forward, stopping a few inches behind the crown of her tattered brown hat, and crouched down, casting a shadow across her much smaller form.

"You know who I am." It wasn't a question—apart from her abilities, which she still had yet to confirm or deny, he had seen the flicker of recognition in her eyes back on the deck of the restaurant. "Do you have a death wish, little one?"

She cracked open her eyes, meeting his gaze.

"If I say yes will you make it quick and painless?" Then she rolled them and shut them again. "Forgive me if I don't have much respect for glorified political puppets."

She was either too brave for her own good, out of her mind, or legitimately suicidal—and yet there was something intriguing about her complete lack of concern for the fact that he could easily push her right off the edge of the dock with the heel of his boot and watch her devil fruit abilities sink her like a brick to the bottom of the East Blue. There was a clear edge to her voice that told him she was well aware of that fact, and yet she carried on with her contemptuous sarcasm as if she didn't have a care in the world.

It was almost entertaining—a game of wit and intimidation that no one had played so readily or boldly against the warlord in years. He lowered a hand a flicked a few strands of her dark green hair away from her forehead, noting how she briefly tensed at his touch, very briefly; how her breath caught in her throat for a fleeting moment before returning to normal.

"You are in a rather...precarious position," he said lightly, "to be behaving with such impudence, little bird." She shivered when his knuckles brushed lightly down her neck. "As I said, I'm merely curious about the ability you demonstrated earlier. I can't say I'm particularly accustomed to having my mind invaded."

He watched her grit her teeth and abruptly sit up straight on the dock, swiping up the unmarked wine bottle sitting next to her and taking a swig.

"Oh, avast, sir!" she said in a particularly dramatic tone, "—and allow me a moment to wave a sad goodbye to the last fuck I had left to give as it drifts away on yonder tides."

His eyebrows furrowed as she lifted a hand and waved out at the vast expanse of the darkened sea. "Also." She tilted her head back, her eyes locking onto his.

"Call me little bird again and I will find where you sleep, cut off your balls, and feed them to you."

And with her threat hanging in the air between them, her voice slightly slurred, she tilted the bottle back again and took a couple large gulps. His eyes shifted briefly to the pair of daggers hanging at either side of her belt, passing over their ornate, slightly yellowed ivory handles, either antiques or impressive replicas.

Oh, but this was growing more entertaining by the second. Half-drunk and spouting off honest to god threats now—he honestly wasn't sure what to do with her. Mihawk straightened back out, circling slowly around the green-haired enigma, like a predator sizing up his prey.

"If you answer my questions, I will leave you be to drink yourself into an early grave, little bird." He watched as she heaved a sigh, rolling her eyes and glaring out toward the horizon, lit dimly by the crescent moon hanging in the sky overhead.

"Counter-offer," she said flatly.

Everyone else aboard the Going Merry seemed have completely lost every iota of intelligence they might have once possessed—Karimi figured she might as well join the questionable decisions club.

"Let the idiot swordsman live, and I'll work for you. Free of charge. For a year."

For a moment he was silent. She could feel the weight of his gaze on her, his eyes scanning over her as she sat there at the docks with her feet in the water, her head swimming more and more with every gulp of wine she downed and her face flushed beneath her freckles from the alcohol. Weighing her offer.

"And what would I want with a little bird flitting around after me for an entire year?"

The smug amusement was perfectly clear in his tone, and Karimi had expected it. Standing at five foot two, weighing in at perhaps eight or nine stone soaking wet, the twenty-four year old knew she didn't come across as much of a threat—but she shared the same stature with her grandmother, who had racked up a bounty of over two billion Berries in her heyday.

"Six years experience in covert mercenary work," she said, holding up one finger. She held up another. "An underling to send off on World Government errands that aren't worth your time." She held up a third finger, picking her head up and rolling her eyes up to meet his. It was fairly clear that he wasn't going to kill her on the spot—between that knowledge, the buzz from the cheap wine and expensive rum she had consumed earlier, and her utter exhaustion and present physical weakness from prolonged contact with ocean water, she was quickly growing less concerned. "I can literally hear the thoughts of everyone within a fifty foot radius at all times. Well..." She gestured toward her feet in the water, lifting her wine. "Not now, but usually."

She took a swig, set the bottle down, and laid back on the cool, damp wood of the dock again, closing her eyes and tucking a hand behind her neck.

"Play with your swords all you want, there's no weapon more dangerous than information."

"You're rather quick to leave your crew behind," he said said slowly. "That speaks very little to any loyalty you could offer."

"We're not even really a crew," she sighed. Karimi raised a hand to her face, rubbing at her eyes and shaking her head. "Zoro would tell you that just as quickly as Luffy would tell you that he's his first mate. So would Nami, but she'll be gone just after sunrise if she has any say. That's going to be enough of a blow. But Zoro *dies*, that's going to shatter Luffy." Another swig of wine, another sigh. "Poor kid's got rocks for brains but he's got a good heart. Just wants the whole world to drop everything and follow their dreams."

"An idealistic idiot and a suicidal swordsman."

Karimi gave a snort of laughter—that hit the nail on the head. "And a pathological liar that can't even tell himself the truth, and a girl so desperate to save her home that she distances herself and steals from the only people who have shown her genuine compassion in over a decade."

"It sounds like they're already falling apart from within." Karimi shrugged a shoulder. "So why, then," he said, clear skepticism dawning in his tone, "would a Marine Vice Admiral call me out here to take care of it?"

A Marine Vice Admiral.

Karimi didn't even bother trying to contain her smirk—even with her devil fruit abilities supressed, she knew exactly what that meant. She knew it alone from the attack that Garp had led on the Going Merry, and didn't even bother opening her eyes as she responded in a mocking tone.

"Well, I except Garp the Fist didn't want to see his grandbaby grow up to be a filthy pirate." No—she did crack one eye, to watch the subtle shift in the pirate warlord's expression. The slow lowering of his brows. The miniscule twitch in a muscle between the corner of his lips and his nose.

Registering that he had been sent out of his way to deal with a petty family dispute.

"My offer stands." She lifted her bottle as if in toast. "You let Roronoa Zoro live, you'll have one year free from dealing with this sort of bullshit, courtesy of yours truly."

Agreeing to her offer felt like it would be an admission of defeat. Whether the battle was one of blades or wits, it was rare—if ever—that Mihawk conceded defeat. The entertainment, the fun of this exchange had drained the moment she laid her claim that Garp was using him as a mediator to capture and deliver his grandson to him.

Once more he crouched down, at the girl's side this time, his eyes glued to hers.

"And for what reason should I believe you?" he said quietly, searching her eyes for any sign of deceit, of treachery.

Yet all he found in their emerald green depths was amusement. That paired with the noncommittal shrug of her shoulders served only to infuriate him more.

"You have no reason to believe me," she said, her tone just as smug as her smirk. "But I wouldn't want to work for anyone that would trust the word of a Marine over a fellow pirate, anyway."

Her eyes slipped shut again, as if the deal was already done, in a manner that suggested it was already set in stone.

In a way that made his blood boil.

The girl drew in a sharp breath when his hand wrapped around her chin, her eyes snapping open to meet his gaze as the pads of his fingers pressed into her wine-flushed cheeks, her breath catching for more than just a brief moment this time. She didn't breathe at all as he leaned down, his face barely an inch from hers, her eyes wide as saucers.

So she did fear death. That was something.

"I will consider your offer, little bird," he said lightly.

Karimi swallowed, watching his eyes flicker away from hers for a moment, toward her slightly parted lips.

"And you will have your answer after my duel with your swordsman friend."

He loosened his grip the slightest bit.

Shifted his hand, his thumb brushing across her bottom lip.

"Whether it be in the form of his continued heartbeat or his bloodied corpse."

And with that he released her and straightened himself out to stand over her. With one last sharp glance down toward her, he strode away down the docks.

Karimi didn't turn her head to watch his departure, simply staring straight up at the stars dotting the inky black expanse over her head as she drew in a slow, shaky breath. Normally silence was a comfort to her, but right now, with nothing but her own troubled thoughts slowly cresting from a murmur to a chaotic jumble of inane chatter somewhere between her ears, it wasn't.

And when she closed her eyes to sigh, to try to calm herself, all she could see plastered to the back of ger eyelids were his own sharp, yellow irises.

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heavyhitterheaux · 2 years

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Cold Water Part 2

First Lady of Private Garden Fic

AN: Here we gooooooo!!!

Synopsis: After learning that your best friend was keeping a very important secret from you, you keep your distance from him. Just like he asked. All hell then breaks loose when you finally cross paths.

Pairing: Husband!Jack Harlow x Wife!Reader

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You were thankful that you were back on tour and it gave yourself somewhat of a distraction from everything else happening around you.

Your best friend in the entire universe was mad at you.

No, pissed at you was more correct.

You were hurt because he lied to you.

PG claimed that you would always act like a victim and would always cry when dealing with confrontation and basically it was your way or the highway.

What they didn't realize is why you were so protective of them.

When it came down to it, just like Megan said no one can get to them except through you and vice versa.

But especially Urban.

Urban was your right hand and because of your past, you swore that you would never let anything like that happen again to anyone you loved and cared about.

But, he concluded that you had ruined every single relationship that he had been in.

That was enough for you to stay away.

You never meant to do that, but you wanted the best for your best friend.

You had nothing but pure intentions when it came to him.

It also didn't help that it seemed as if it was the First Lady versus the world as of lately.

Someone who you looked up to, Nicki Minaj had come for you out of left field and you were at a loss for words.

She was mad that her song got moved to the pop category for the grammy’s, but yours didn't.

How in the world was that your fault?

She also called you delusional and that you weren't talented.

Even though she reached out to you first to do a collab, but okay. You figured because she didn’t get what she wanted that she started to act out.

You never wanted to bring it to a public platform but she did first and you were going to defend yourself.

Her words definitely hurt you and cut like a knife.

You had the utmost respect for her, but not anymore.

You didn't understand why all of her anger was aimed at you when all you do is mind your own business. You wrote for yourself as well as for other people while vibing and having fun with your friends. What was wrong with that?

But she didn't have the best track record with other women rappers either.

Of course Jack and PG defended you and the fact that they are fans of her too, they were just as confused.

Jack knew how hurt you were by that especially when you always talked about her being one of your dream collabs.

Also, Kodak Black who was featured on your album 777 on Bussdown had a similar issue.

For the BET hip hop awards you got song of the year and of course he said you didn't deserve it and came for you.

He literally said that he couldn’t believe they picked frappuccino over him, referring to you.

You just didn't understand why everything was hitting you like a ton of bricks at one time.

You were finishing up your summer tour and everyone around you could tell you weren't your usual self.

It started with Urban and it simply trickled down from there.

You felt bad for your cousin Nicole since she was brand new to your management team and she was trying her best to deal with the current dumpster fire.

You never meant for her to walk into this hot mess express, but she reassured you that it would be okay and not to worry.

It would eventually blow over.

Currently you were laying on top of your husband in the back of your tour bus while scrolling through your phone. It was close to two in the morning, but you weren’t tired even though your body physically was.

Jack was doing his best to comfort you and support you, but he felt that the only thing or person rather who could fix this was Urban.

Jack being your husband could fix a lot of things, but sometimes, Urban was the person to do it.

And at the moment, the two of you were ignoring each other and if something needed to be said it would be done through Jack.

Who felt that this was the most childish shit ever and he was tired of it.

"Baby girl?"

"Hmm?"

"Please don’t tell me you're on Twitter again."

"I just don't understand how she could say that to me or about me."

"Y/N, we all know you're talented. Anyone can see that. You're going to have haters, that comes with the territory. Only thing you can do is prove them wrong. So give me your phone because we're done scrolling."

You complied and handed Jack your phone and he put it next to his.

"She said I'm delusional." You muttered while looking down.

"I think she's the one who is. Baby, I know it's easier said than done but thinking about this over and over isn't good for your mental health."

"And then Kodak and then Urban! I… it seems as if the entire world is against me right now. And of course PG throwing me under the damn bus."

"Mamas, listen to me. You and Urban need to work this shit out because it's childish at this point. He's your best friend and both of you were wrong. As far as PG goes, they were being honest but could have gone about it in a different way. No one is telling you these things to hurt your feelings. We tell you because we care about you."

"I know… I just.. I know I keep going back to this and repeating myself but Urb lied to me. I can never think of a time where the thought about keeping something from him crossed my mind."

"Then tell him that."

"He doesn't want to talk to me."

"Look, you need to sleep. We'll deal with it later."

"I haven't slept well the past three weeks."

"I know, that's why I took your phone."

"I need a long ass vacation after all of this."

"We can go anywhere you want."

"I think I want you to London and Paris me."

"Say less."

You had just finished getting dressed in order to do your set when you got a small knock on the door. You opened it and was surprised to see Urban staring back at you. You kind of stared at him for a few moments not actually believing that he was there in front of you.

“Um, hi.” You said while looking up at him and he gave you a small smile.

“Hey, can we talk?”

“Sure.”

You moved to the side to let him past you as you closed the door behind him to give the two of you some privacy.

The both of you sat down on couches opposite of each other waiting for someone to talk first.

“Look, Y/N, I want this to be over with. Can we just let it go and move on?”

“Urb, I’m willing to do that however, you need to understand how hurt I was about you not telling me the truth. Especially when everyone else knew. I would never do that to you.”

“But you see why I did it right?”

“You need to give me a little bit more credit.”

“How? We have all seen your track record. Come on, you know for a fact that if I had told you when I told everyone else that me and Yasmin probably wouldn’t even be together anymore.”

“Urban, come on. That isn’t true. I barely even know her. The other ones had plenty of red flags! I was protecting you!”

“Here we go. Okay, like I said before you can do that without hovering over me!”

“I don’t understand why you’re mad that I got rid of toxic people in your life who didn’t have your best interest!”

“I’m starting to think that you’re one of them!”

“WHAT?! URBAN! As much as I love and care about you?! I tell you that all the time!”

“I wanted to end this shit, but of course we’re right back to square one. So good luck with the rest of your tour. I’m out and don’t even bother calling me or texting me.”

“We’re not done with this!” You exclaim while getting up and trying to follow behind him as he made his way towards the door.

“Well I am so you can talk your feelings out to the wall behind you. Ten years obviously doesn’t mean shit, huh?”

“Urby, please.” You now had tears running down your face and knew that Julissa was going to be upset that she had to do your makeup again.

“I’ll see you whenever.”

Once Urban had closed the door behind him, you went to look in the mirror and dab at your face in the hopes of getting the tears to stop flowing.

You had been ready to move past this, you really were.

Him calling you toxic?

You made a mental note not to tell Jack because you were convinced that he would kill him. No matter if Urban was his best friend too.

You understood that Urban wanted to protect his relationship, but to go that low?

Looks like maybe you would only be able to call Saweetie your best friend from now on.

It was around eight in the morning when you and Jack had finally made it back home.

Your summer tour had been a success despite all of the drama that was happening behind the scenes.

You had bought Urban a couple of gifts and was hoping that he would accept them as a peace offering. You couldn’t wait to give them to him and took the steps two at a time with the multiple bags in your hand.

Jack was putting all of your bags in your shared bedroom while you went and talked to your best friend.

You knocked on his door and didn’t get an answer.

“Urby? Can I come in? I have something for you and I want to talk.”

No answer.

You slowly turned the knob and pushed the door open to find the bed empty and Urban’s things gone.

Now you were in a panic and made a beeline for your bedroom to find Jack putting things away in the closet.

Once he heard your footsteps, he turned around to see you in tears.

“What’s wrong? Baby, why are you crying?”

You simply shook your head before answering him.

“I don’t know where Urban is and all of his things are gone.”

“What do you mean?!”

“I just…. I don’t know what to do anymore.”

“Let me worry about it. You get ready to go out with Danielle.” Jack replied while leaning down to kiss your forehead.

You simply nodded and he was doing his best to wipe away the last of your tears.

He immediately called Urban once you were out of earshot.

At this point, Jack was fuming.

This needed to end and it needed to end now.

“Urb!”

“Yes?”

"Yall need to let this shit go and move on because this is stressing everyone the fuck out."

"Maybe if your wife knew that the world doesn't fucking revolve around her we wouldn't be having this issue."

"Urb, are you fucking serious right now? All the shit that she has done for you? And she literally takes care of everyone else around her before she focuses on herself! We’re both like that!"

"Yeah I'm serious and I meant it when I told her to grow up."

"One thing you aren't about to do is show any sign of disrespect towards her. I don’t care how mad you are at her."

"It looks like you're just as delusional as she is since the two of you have your heads stuck so far up each other's asses."

"Are you hearing yourself right now?! What the actual fuck is your problem? You know she only wants the best for you and you find something wrong in that? One thing that I’m always about to do is defend my wife."

"Yeah I know. And leave your best friend out to dry. Look, I'll be back next week for the rest of my stuff. Fuck this shit."

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stealingpotatoes · 8 months

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HAVE YOU SEEN THE NEW AHSOKA EPISODE IM SCREAMING

I HAVE and this is honestly the first week i've been actually invested in watching the next ep omg!!! they're doing interesting stuff!!

SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT

THERE'S SO MUCH TO TALK ABOUT OMG. first of all i have to say the late great ray stevenson/ baylan is absolutely the highlight of the show acting & character wise, there's so much depth he's putting into the character somehow like every line he says i'm shoving sabine and ahsoka aside like this is my new fave sorry lesbians. biggest cuntserve of the show

HOWEVER COMMA THE REASON I'M SO INVESTED IS BC IT'S SUCH A GREAT WRITING CHOICE TO HAVE SABINE GIVE INTO HER ATTACHMENTS AND JOIN THE THRAWN STANS TO GET EZRA BACK. YES!!! SHE WOULD!!! she isn't ready to let go of her attachments!!! she won't do as ahsoka says!! fuckin anakincore of her!!! willing to raze the galaxy for the last few parts of her family!! LITERALLY CANNOT WAIT TO SEE WHERE THIS GOES

Also I think the direction was a lot better? I'm shit at clocking how good fight scene direction is but there were a lot of scenes that just felt so much stronger than the prev eps? like when sabine puts the ball in baylan's hand they made you FEEL the weight of that moment with the pacing and camera and the sound design.

ACTUALLY THO THE FIGHT SCENES WERE A LOT BETTER THIS EP partly bc there was just. More to them? i liked how ahsoka dealt w marrok in 2 seconds basically indiana jones shooting the sword guy style bc that made the baylan/ahsoka fight SO MUCH MORE IMPACTFUL bc she's seriously trying and she's flipping and doing all this crazy stuff that makes you go shittttt these guys are super great jedi -- AND ALL WHILE trying to get the map so it wasnt just a "we're fighting bc we're fighting/ to not die" there was a very feasible objective on-hand to make the already great fight even better

and of course i have to talk abt That. i was poggin beyond belief when hayden showed up like LETS GOOOOOOO. and its super cool!!!!! but i do hope they do smthn interesting with this tho (I HAVE FAITH IN THIS SHOW AFTER THIS WEEK SO I'M HOPEFUL) and actually explore ahsoka and the super fuckedup complicated relationship she has w anakin/vader instead of going "ah its so nice to see you again!! im gonna ignore you murdered children and all our friends and tried to kill me etc etc bc people want to see us as friends!" like no i dont want that!! this should be her opportunity to work w the trauma they keep hinting at but not rlly exploring (ie w her taking on forceless sabine as a padawan or how she keeps acting like all that happened was she walked away from anakin and he didnt fall. it could be good writing for trauma) and have ahsoka like... accept the past accept what her master became and MAKE ME INVESTED IN THIS ITERATION OF THE CHARACTER. BC THERE HAS BEEN LIKE NO CHARACTER MOMENTS AND IT'S NOT HELPED BY THE ACTING/ WRITING!!

also did ezra yoinking her outta the world between worlds give her nine lives is she just gonna be able to walk out after dying again

#ahsoka spoilers #thanks for the ask!#IM ACTUALLY HYPED FOR NEXT WEEK FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE IT STARTED #tho it says dave filoni is the director again and the first ep had like. Bad direction/editing loll so im less hyped for that

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fangirltothefullest · 1 year

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It's time to fix Logan's Scheduling Problems(TM)

@ironwoman359 had a really good post and it inspired this one because I could not stop breaking down Logan's priorities chart. I have boarded the hyperfixation express and taken it all the way down to the dreaded mathville just to think about graphs and charts. Oh dear. This is so unlike me. But the chart is so funny and they actually took a decent amount of time to think through the amounts of time spent on each task, allowing us to break down the original schedule before it was "fixed" to adjust for Roman.

So buckle up because I have double checked the math but I am very adhd and often quite a bit stupid from stress related brainfog so who fuckin knows if this is accurate.

LET'S GOOOOOOO

This is Logan's original proposed schedule which I borrowed from @ironwoman359's post:

We can see it's a nice chart, lovely and hand made which I greatly enjoy. And luckily we have numbers to work with so we can figure out exactly how much time is alotted to what based on the percentages in a 24 hour day.

And oh guess what! They're ridiculous numbers designed specifiily to allow that 0.5% for Dreams but I'll get to that in a moment.

If you're anything like me, (quite a but math stupid) those percentages don't really give enough info on how long they're actually taking for each just by looking at it. So here's the breakdown in hours because finding out how many hours each thing accounts for should give us an idea of Logan's priorities.

40% - Work (9.6 hours - oof)

33% ‐ Sleep (7.92 hours)

12.5% - Eat (3 hours)

8% - Exercize (1.92 hours)

4% ‐ General Hygene (57.6 minutes)

2% - Dental Hygene (28.8 minutes - mega oof)

0.5% - Dreams (7.2 minutes - fuckin ouch)

As we can see, Logan's chart is heavily skewed to work, sleep and eating. But these numbers are still potentially hard to understand. "Why does it say 57.6 minutes?" You might be asking. So we will round those numbers to a more understandable range because ideally we are trying to add up to 24 hours:

Work: 10

Sleep: 8 hours

Eat: 3 hours

Exercize: 2 hours

Gen. Hygene: 1 hour

Dental Hygene: 30 minutes (seriously, oof)

At this point when we round, that is 24.5 hours which already goes over so we are obligated to round one down instead of up for the sake of the 24 hours- we will round work to 9 hours 30 minutes instead of ten hours and this still leaves no room for dreams or recreation of any kind at all. We can assume this was the ORIGINAL proposed schedule before the changes. That's why he's got such weirdly specific numbers. He's alotted time specifically for dreams by taking minutes from everything except eating and work, leaving only 7-ish minutes.

Which is bullshit so let's break this down in each one to validate each choice's logic:

Work: 9 and a half hours

This is way too much. Therefore, we will snag an hour and put it aside for later and snag that other 30 minutes for breaks.

Conckusion- 8 hours for work and 30 minutes for breaks.

Number of time saved: 1 hour

Sleep: 8 hours

The recommended amount of time, we will not touch this number.

Number of time saved: N/A

Eat: 3 hours

1 hour per meal and since c!Thomas canonically rarely cooks, it is an ample amount of time to heat up something quick and enjoy the meal. We can count this number as untouchable as well.

Number of time saved: N/A

Exercise: 2 hours

This is our second potentially flexible number. It's recommended 30 minutes every day to be healthy, not two full hours so there is a potential hour and a half that could be taken here for something else. This is important.

Number of time saved: 1 hour and 30 minutes

Gen. Hygene: 1 hour

This accounts for shower time and presentability time, IE hair brushing and clothes. This is a decent amount of time and could leave room for flexibility as not everyone needs an hour, however we will leave this time to itself.

Number of time saved: N/A

Dental hygene: 30 minutes

Oh boy what the actual fuck Logan. The American Dental Association says the recommended amount of time for brushing yoir teeth is 2 minutes 2 times a day. That's 4 minutes, not 30. Then it's plus 1 minute for wetting the toothbrush and applying toothpaste, and another 2 minutes of wiggle room for a once a day flossing. Plus another minute or whatever for mouthwash or something else.

Conclusion- We will generously round this number to 10 minutes for dental hygene.

Number of time saved: 20 minutes.

That brings us to a total of 2 hours and 50 minutes for literally everything else and this is a good number. Thats almost 3 hours worth of time we can be slotting to dreams and leisure acrivities and also socializing!

So now we have it folks, we have a better understanding of why the schedule is fucked and how we can fix it to satisfy much more with this improved breakdown:

Work: 8 hours (fixed)

Sleep: 8 hours (fixed)

Breaks: 30 minutes (fixed)

Eating: 3 hours (fixed)

Exercise: 30 minutes (fixed)

General hygene: 1 hour (fixed)

Dental hygene: 10 minutes (fixed)

Dreams: 50 minutes (flexible)

Liesure: 1 hour (flexible)

Social: 1 hour (flexible)

Logan hire me to fix your schedule sir

#sanders sides

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berylcups · 1 month

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Between a Rock and a Hard Place

Risotto x Reader

CW: Bodily injury, blood, vomit, Poisoning,dubious consent, Cucking(?)

Edit: Edited the title because it was too vague and generic sounding. 😖 Everything else is the same!

Features: technically it’s a Zeppeli!Reader fic but it’s only mentioned like once. Not a main feature of the fic so you can ignore that minor detail for your self inserts and OCs 🥰

⚠️ Here’s my biggest fic yet! And it’s gruesome it’s nasty and it’s bad. Please HEED the CONTENT WARNINGS!!! To skip the barf scene it’s separated by ///////s. NSFW MINORS DNI ⚠️

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Like this see?

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I hope y’all enjoy it. Writing smut was very fun but challenging! Well let’s gooooooo-

Having a devastating stand isn’t always what it’s cut out to be. Y/N had a very powerful stand but whenever they overexerted themselves they would get very sick and weak for a few days. Their power was radiation. Y/N has a high tolerance for radiation, for up to 3 times the lethal dosage, but they start feeling the illness from the 2 times mark. Y/N is used to this, this is a burden they must bear in order to serve the boss, and to protect Trish, the daughter of the boss.

Fighting off the La Squadra with the rest of the gang is wearing down Y/N. But Y/N has the Zeppeli blood inside them and knows it’s their duty to fight and protect till their very last breath. Y/N is determined to stay strong for Bucciarati and the others even when they are literally staring down their executioner at this very moment.

“Don’t assume I’m afraid to die. I’m willing to take you down with me.” Y/N glared up at their captor. They were intimidated by his black sclera and blood red irises but they weren’t going to give him the satisfaction of showing any fear.

“ Nice try. I know you can’t right now. Your body is still mending and you’re too weak to even try.” Risotto calmly answered.

“Now I’m going to ask you once before I decide to torture the answers out of you … where are you and bucciarati hiding the boss’s daughter?” He gave a fair warning before interrogating them.

“Eat shit. I’ll never tell you! Just go ahead and kill me because you’re just wasting your time!”

Y/N tried to move their arm to try and punch him but they couldn’t budge a damn inch. A clinking noise echoed in the basement reminding them how dire their situation was. Y/N was being held up by their wrists with metal cuffs. They couldn’t really tell at first because their whole body was sore and still groggy. Looking down their clothing was gone too except for their underwear. This just made them feel more small and exposed. Y/N wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of their embarrassment, they were going to stay strong. This wasn’t the first time they were nude in front of a stranger.

He chuckled quietly. “You’re just asking for it. Stay stubborn for all I care. I got all the time in the world.”

Y/N felt a sharp pain in their left breast and then something lukewarm started dripping down their chest. Y/N looked down in horror and saw a bloody sewing needle sticking out their breast. They wanted to wince but fought it back.

“I told you I would only give you one warning. I’m starting off easy on you since you’re AFAB but that’s not going to stop me from doing worse things to you.” He warned again.

“You’ll have to try harder than that. I’m used to being in pain.” They said shuddering.

“Really now? What should I do then… you used to be a cheap whore before Bucciarati took you off the streets. Maybe I should get my men in here and thoroughly use you. Or are you used to being a cumdump too?” He chuckled sadistically.

This struck a chord in them. Y/N is usually calm and confident but bringing up their past is just a huge kick to the gut. They don’t like their pride being shit on.

“Fuck you!” Y/N spat and used their free legs to try to kick him in the crotch.

He quickly caught their leg before they could make contact and then they felt an unbearable sharp white hot pain coming from their Achilles heel.

“Augh! No! Oh God!” They screamed in agony. They trembled and held back themselves from vomiting from the pain and peeked down at their right foot. There was a massive razor blade sliced open their Achilles heel. Their tendon was completely severed. Blood started to pool on the concrete floor making sickening dripping noises.

“The left one will be next…” he growled. “Now tell me, where’s the damn girl?”

“I said I will never tell you. Augh… She’s just a child. She didn’t ask to be the Boss’s daughter! If you want to find out the boss’s identity then be my guest. But I won't go against bucciaratis orders!” They defied him once more.

They could feel the same horrific pain coming from the left heel this time and they viscerally screamed at the top of their lungs. With both heels severed there’s no way for them to walk.

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The pain and the gruesome imagery was too much, they felt the intense wave of nausea hit and threw their head to the side and heaved. Feeling the burn from the bile of an empty stomach and the taste of blood from the radiation sickness still lingering, made them shudder and moan. Tears pricked their eyes from the horrible wave of events.

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Risotto was unbothered by the display of disgust. “Weak stomach huh? Poor thing. I’d bet you’d like some water to get that taste out of your mouth.” He low key teased.

“Yeah… I would like some water. But I know you are not a very accommodating host.” Y/N said while spitting in hopes of getting more of the taste out.

“You’re really loyal to bucciarati aren’t you? So much you’re willing to go through physical torture and still stand strong… hmm. I could just kill you since you’re refusing to cooperate but...” He said looking at Y/N very intently. He looked like a predator staring down its meal.

“I think I have a contingency plan in place. I’m going to use you as bait. Bucciarati is real soft on you isn’t he? Don’t act like you two aren’t intimate. I’m going to have him get you in exchange for the boss’s daughter.” He said smugly.

“He won’t do it! I won’t allow it! We are sworn to the boss’s orders to protect her!” Y/Ns cool was starting to crack a little. Bucciarati did love Y/N very much, but enough to screw the boss’s orders? No, of course not! Y/N had to put faith into Bucciarati and the rest of the guys that they will get them out of this situation.

“Oh we’ll see.”he chuckled darkly as he walked away for a minute messing with some kind of tripod camera. He had it aimed at a dirty old mattress. Y/Ns heart sunk into their stomach. They knew exactly what Risotto was up to.

“No… you can’t do that! Anything but that!” Y/N started to panic. They tried budging their restraints on their wrists out of desperation but it was just a waste of energy.

“It’s either me or all of my men at once. If you’re able to get knocked up you aren’t gonna know who the father is, and be humiliated by having several men’s cum all over you.” He warned giving Y/N their only 2 options. “So which option do you prefer?”

“I choose… you…” they said dejectedly.

“That’s my good Y/N.” He smirked. He walks up in front of them and frees them from the wall. Their aching wrists finally feel some relief.

“You said you were still thirsty right?” He asked.

“Uh yes I am…” as soon as they said that he picks them up and kissed them deeply.

“?!” Y/N gasps into the kiss out of shock and he takes that opportunity to shove his tongue into their mouth. Y/N didn’t fight back, they had to play along with him in front of the camera so bucciarati knows that they are in trouble.

Y/N licked back and sucked on his tongue. He groaned into the kiss and grinded his hips into theirs where they could feel him getting hard. He pulled back and dove back in and nibbled on their lips, hard enough to feel a little pain but not enough to break skin. Y/N did it back and then went to sloppy open mouth kisses with their tongues fighting their own battle. When they pulled back panting for air a string of saliva was connecting their lips.

He sat them on the mattress in front of him.

“Now show me how you keep bucciarati wrapped around your finger.” He said as spread his legs apart and undid his buckle and zipper.

Y/N is no stranger to servicing men or women. But the circumstances here made them a bit pink in the cheeks. This is the first time that they are going to be sucking the cock of their captor...and being filmed for it too as a ransom note.

“Please forgive me Bruno…” Y/N thought as they pulled the leader of La Squadras cock out. It was just as intimidating as the man himself. 9 and half inches uncut, very veiny, very girthy.

Y/N takes the twitching cock into their hand. It’s so massive that their tiny hand can’t fit all the way around it. Y/N gulps and musters the courage to open their plush lips apart and slowly put the tip in their mouth .

Their lips stretch apart as they have the whole tip in their hot mouth. Y/N sucks and laps at the head with their tongue, and they go deep down the shaft. They get a slow rhythm going bobbing their head up and down as slobber begins to pool from their mouth and over the cock.

“Fuck… Bucciarati is a very lucky man. You have to have done this very often. You’re very skilled.” He groaned, rubbing the back of their head. He was enjoying watching them struggle to take him in their mouth.

Y/N was getting a bit more comfortable so they ventured deeper, allowing more of his cock into their mouth and picking up some speed. They used their free hand gently to massage his balls . He threw his head back in response and let out a guttural moan.

He was in pure bliss, he couldn’t hold himself back anymore and grabbed their head and just started to buck up into their mouth. Y/N was getting their face fucked, they were gagging hard but tried to remain in control. The other girls who show them the ropes of prostitution said with oral alway remember to breathe through your nose and you’ll be okay, so they breathed through their nose as their face was getting fucked. They weren’t getting a lot of air but breathing through the nose helped with the gagging. Tears were flowing down their face and drool was dribbling down their chin as their face was being brutally fucked. Their face being buried in his pubic mound as fucked them hard made it more difficult to get air. Y/Ns vision was starting to get fuzzy.

“Y/N get ready I’m going to cum.” He panted.

Thank god.

Y/N was ready to receive his load. He quickly pulled out their mouth and came thick ropes onto their face and in their mouth. Some of it dribbled off their chin and onto their breasts.

“Swallow what I gave you.” He demanded.

Y/N showed the cum that splashed into their mouth and swallowed it. They opened their mouth and stuck their tongue out to show that they swallowed it all.

“Perfect . That’s my good Y/N.” He purred.

There was no way for Y/N to get on all fours due to the injuries he inflicted and he wanted to see their facial features as he splits them open. He shoves them down onto their back and they let out a weak oof.

They laid like a ragdoll on the makeshift bed as he looked down at their delicate body. He couldn’t believe that a weak person like them could cause such severe damage to a man triple their size.

They stared at the ceiling in a daze panting as they combed their fingers through their hair. Strands of hair came out between their fingers reminding Y/N that they still have radiation poisoning, as if the body aches and nausea wasn’t enough. Oh well… their hair grows back rapidly once the radiation fades.

He got on all four on top of Y/N, caging them in. He took one of his thick fingers and hooked it under the waistband of their underwear and pulled them down.

“These look good on you but they’re in my way.” He growled pulling them off completely bringing a shockwave of pain up their legs as it brushed up against their cut open heels.

“Shit…”they sharply inhaled trying to hold back the tears.

“Relax, I’m going to make you cry in another way real soon.” He grabbed their thighs and exposed their cunt to him. He stared them down and took one long lick from their perineum all the way up to their clit.

“!!!” Y/Ns body tensed up from the sudden warmth between their legs.

“You like that don’t you Y/N?” He purred and took another lick.

“Shit~”they shuddered in pleasure.

He bit hard on her right inner thigh leaving teeth marks. “Answer the question Y/N. Do you like it when I lick your slutty cunt?”

“Ow~!ok! Yes! I love it!” They shrieked feeling a jolt of adrenaline from the bite.

“Good Y/N… good things come to those who obey their capo.” He resumed lapping at their pussy. Oh man, he really was going to use this recording to get under bucciaratis skin isn’t he? He’s using all the tools at his disposal to disrespect Bucciarati, but also make him feel like he’s failed as a leader and as a partner.

“Right Y/N?”

“Hnngg… yes capo…” they moaned out. They knew they were betraying him and it breaks their heart, but they had to play along to survive and have faith that Bucciarati is going not only protect Trish but save them both.

“That’s right. I'M your capo.” He let out a sadistic snicker. He spread their lips and stuck a single finger inside their wet cunt. The intrusion felt pleasant, his finger was pretty thick. Very fitting for the hands of a man who murders for a living.

“Ah~” they whined, feeling the short lived pleasure. He stuck it in but he wasn’t moving. They looked up at him with confusion and concern in their puppy dog eyes.

“Beg for it and your capo will finger you good.” He smirked.

Begging? No way, Y/N has dignity! Y/N doesn’t beg for the enemy! But… the temptation is strong. Whether they like it or not, Risotto Nero is a very attractive man. And he already revved them up by eating them out, their cunt is drooling with want. Beg they must.

“Please capo! Please finger me!” They cried.

“Hmm… I don’t know. You don’t sound like you really want it.” He pondered while having a 2nd finger tease at the entrance.

“Please capo! I’ll be your whore! Your personal cumdump!” Tears ran down their face in frustration.

“Now we’re getting somewhere…go on. You almost convinced me.” He teased them further.

“Capo~! I’ll leave Bucciarati! You can keep me as collateral and do whatever you please with me!” They sobbed.

“That’s what I like to hear~ good Y/N. You finally know your place.” he praised them and shoved the 2nd finger in and started thrusting his fingers in and out of their weeping cunt.

“Oh ~ oh fuck~ Capo~” they mewled.

He laughed watching them weep in ecstasy.

“Does Bucciarati make you feel this good?” He asked thrusting and curling his fingers up to brush up against that soft sweet spot.

“…No… he doesn’t “ they cried. They felt a deep sense of guilt saying that, they knew Bucciarati knew it wasn’t true but even lying about it breaks their hea—

They felt a warm mouth on their clit and felt his tongue lapping at it like a thirsty animal.

“?!” The gasped so hard it hurt feeling him sucking and licking hard on their clit while furiously fingering them in tandem.

“Oh fuck! Capo~ “ they mewled. Their back arched and they grabbed on to his head to keep it in place. It was difficult to do so with his annoying hat in the way so he let them toss it off and grab him by the hair. Having his hair pulled on made him moan in their cunt and finger them faster in response.

“Capo~I’m gonna cum!” They sobbed with tears and drool just dripping down their face.

“Cum for your capo, Y/N.” He ordered.

“Augh! Capo! I’m cumming!” They shrieked.

The knot in their stomach was about to snap. The heat in them was intensifying. Their legs were shaking , and an orgasm came full force. They squirted all over his hand.

He pulled his soaked fingers out and gave them a taste.

“You look as good as you taste~ I can’t wait to wreak you.” He snickered as he took his pants completely off and started lining up his monstrous cock with their thoroughly wet pussy.

“Wait! I don’t think it’s going to fit! It will stretch me to my absolute limit!” Y/N panicked.

“ I made sure you were nice and wet. Besides, I wanna ruin you for Bucciarati. You’ll never want any man’s cock except mine ever again. I’m going to make your cunt a gaping mess.” He chuckled sadistically.

Y/N gulped in fear and prayed the stretch wouldn’t be agonizing. They have already been through so much pain the past 48 hours. He slowly breached his way in. It stung, he took up so much space. His tip is already kissing their cervix and their at least 2-3 inches left that still isn’t in yet. He forces it all the way in and Y/N groans in pain.

“You’re too big… this isn’t going to work.” They choked out.

“It’s either this or I go for your asshole. It’s up to you.” He warned.

There’s no way that cock is going anywhere near their ass. They knew with a cock that big they would end up disemboweled.

He gave them a brief minute and then he started to thrust.

“For an ex prostitute you’re really tight…” he panted

Y/N clenched their jaw and closed their eyes out of pain. Is this similar to giving birth? There’s something so huge inside you and it feels like it’s ripping you in half.

“Look at me.” He ordered.

They looked back up at him and stared into his blackened red eyes.

“I want you to see me ruin you. Look down at your stomach.” He instructed.

Y/N looked down at their painfully full stomach…there was a bulge there, his cock is so intrusive it’s bulging out of their stomach.

This seemed to turn the sadist on and he started to thrust harder. He loved how snug they were inside. It made him want to bury his cock even deeper into their cunt. Tears were rolling down their cheeks, for all the crying they did their cheeks were probably permanently stained by now.

Faintly the painful sting was starting to fade. Y/Ns body was slowly starting to relax; they could feel the heat growing in their stomach again.

“Starting to feel good?” He asked.

He smirked and picked up the pace. He nearly pulled all the way out and grabbed them by the thighs to hold them up. Then he thrusted back in hard, burying his cock as far it will go with the head penetrating the cervix.

“?!” Y/N gasp as they had the wind knocked out of them. They didn’t know how to register the feeling to be either pain or pleasure or both. Having the cervix breached was a foreign sensation to them.

The only noises that could be heard were the wet slapping sounds of flesh, the noisy mattress, panting, and the cries of ecstasy.

He completely brutalized her cunt, thrusting as hard as ever getting lost in the tightness and how slippery and wet it was coating his cock.

“Fuck, you look good taking me like this. I should have done this to you from the start!” He groaned.

“Ah~ Capo! You’re making me feel so full! I love it ~” they cried.

“Call me by my name.” He demanded. “ I wanna hear you say it.” He hooked his arms under their legs pushed them back .

“Risotto ~! Please fuck me harder~” Y/N mewled ignoring the pain in their heels.

Hearing his name like that lit a match under his ass, he immediately started to thrust harder and deeper like he wanted to break them. Seeing their lewd face with the tears and drool dribbling down their chin he put his head between theirs and their neck and sucked hard on it leaving his mark everywhere. They cried out and turned their head, exposing more of their neck. He kissed and licked down to the wounded breast and licked the trail of dried blood. He got their nipple in his mouth and sucked it hard enough to leave a hickey there as well. He wanted his enemy to know that he’s marked up all his precious partner.

“ Oh~ fuck Risotto ~ you are going to make me lose my mind!” They moaned.

He dove back down and kissed them deeply. He tasted of blood but Y/N didn’t care. Their tongues were fighting for dominance again while he was grinding his hips into theirs. They were timing his thrusts with their own. They were lost in the pleasure, they completely forgot that they were being held captive by this man. They were supposed to be fighting to the death but instead they are passionately fucking. The way he’s looking down at them, it almost looks to be a look of pure affection? No… Y/N is just delirious from all they've been through recently.

The familiar feeling was coming back. The knot in their stomach was coming loose.

“Risotto ~ I think I’m gonna cum!” Y/N howled, they were saying his name over and over again like it was a prayer.

“Me too. Cum with me!” He grunted. “Y/N! Fuck!”

They could feel themselves getting fuller from the cum being shot inside them. This set off their own orgasm as they clenched around his cock and squirted one last time. He let go of her legs, leaned in and gave one last deep kiss. Y/N was so exhausted, the last thing they remember was Risotto messing with the tripod before they passed out.

“This should send a strong message to him.”

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Everyone has been on edge since Y/N went missing. Y/N was like another nurturing parent to the group. They were always stopping fights, or cooking food for them, helping them with hair, or just listening to their problems. Everyone felt an empty hole in their hearts without them.

Bucciaratis normally sun kissed tan skin had become as white as a sheet. His stomach was in his throat and his heartbeat was pounding in his head.

“This is so much worse than I thought.” He muttered while watching the ransom tape.

Give them Trish or leave Y/N to suffer? He had to think of a way to keep them both safe. He came out of his office his serious look on his face but looked like he just was haunted.

“Everyone listen up. We have a serious problem. We know where Y/N is and it’s not good.” He announced.

Everyone now more concerned than ever, never seen Bucciarati this upset. They knew they had a shit show on their hands and it was going to be so much more complicated than just protecting Trish.

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