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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 4 months

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Silver Lining 8

Warnings: non/dubcon, speech impediment, bullying and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

Characters: silverfox!Bucky Barnes

Summary: You have an unpleasant encounter with an older man.

Part of the Silverfox AU

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging.

You lose yourself in the trance of your work. Just like you used to in the office. You have a way of blocking out the entire world when it's just you and words. You have your fingers curled into your lower lip as you reread what you hope it the last version.

You have one leg crossed over the other, jittering as you scroll. A sudden squeeze on your shoulder makes you jump and you clap your hand over your mouth to catch your scream. You swivel in the chair to face the disturbance.

Bucky looks amused as he steps back, dragging his hand away, "sorry," his voice is low and gritty as he tries to upset the quiet, "I called your name."

"S-sorry," you nearly hiccup, "I was f-focused."

"Seems like it," he hugs an armful of books, "almost done?"

"Y-yeah, the doc-- sh-should be up-da-dated."

He dips his chin and his eyes narrow just a bit, "you alright?"

"Ye-yes, you d-don't ne-need to w-wor-r-ry," your voice cracks as you check that all the changes are saved and log out of your account.

"Just.... checking," he murmurs. "I just know..." he clears his throat and shifts the book in his arm, "when you're worked up, you tend to.... never mind."

"St-st-stutter," you click out of the session and the PC returns to the login page, "I kn-know."

"I wasn't meaning it as anything."

"It i-is what it i-is," you shrug and stand to pull on your coat then gather your purse and your zip up folder.

"I really hope you're not upset."

"D-do you?" You counter, "you d-don't have to p-pretend."

"I'm not," he frowns, "look, I know I was a bit of a prick before but I'm tryna make up for it."

"S-sure," you say dully, "i-it r-really is f-fine. Let's get th-this done."

He's silent as his nostrils flare. He looks around then looks at you, taking in your purse and your lilac leather folio.

"So... what happened to the computer?"

You look away, "y-yeah, it--it fell," you sniff, "I-I'll get s-something else."

"Explains a lot."

"Wh-what?"

"Why you're at the library. I get a very homebody type sense from you."

"Y-you d-do?"

"I'm the same way," he says, "I'm not a fan of the general public."

"F-figured," you agree.

He tilts his head, "I deserve that."

You don't reply. That's that. You're both socially inept.

"Ready to go? You wanna look around first?" He asks, sweeping back a grey swoop of hair as he it falls forward.

You shake your head. You're really not feeling well. You don't know if it's the lack of sleep or the dregs of your flashbacks, you just feel so off. Like something really bad is going to happen.

He gestures you ahead of him as he pivots on his heel. You take the lead and head for the front doors. He follows not far behind. He must've already checked out as the censors doing chime at his passing. Outside, you stop short, realising you don't know where you're headed next.

He collides with you from behind, grunting as his hand briefly clutches your side. He apologise and sidles away. The contact makes your face burn against the bitter chill.

"Parked over this way," He points ahead of himself.

You walk beside him and turn off into the lot. There aren't many cars and you wait for him to get in before you claim the passenger's side. He starts the motor and adjusts the heat, asking if you're cold but getting only a shrug in return. Your mind is far off and hard to rein in.

Before you know it, the car is moving. It isn't until the tires crunch of snow and he turns into a driveway that you fully process what's going on. You agreed to go to his place but why would you do that? Why didn't you ask yourself that earlier. Oh gosh, you need sleep. You need to get your head straight.

This is exactly why you're in therapy. It's why you're trying to change. You want to stop being that person who just lets things happen to them.

He turns off the engine and you just sit staring through the windshield. You want to go home but not really. Your family doesn't want you around to stain their perfect image. You're clearly better off with this man who can only tolerate you professionally.

“You okay?” He asks yet again.

“Yep, all g-good,” you shake it off. “Y-you said you h-had a re-re-recording set-up?”

“Sure, yeah, been working on it a while now but with the script coming together, I finally got my ass in gear and got the last few pieces,” he explains.

“Must h-have been ex-expensive.”

“Eh, I budgeted,” he pulls the handle on his door, “no use staying out in this cold.”

He gets out and you do the same. You trail him up the shoveled walk, glistening with a thin layer of sparse snow newly fallen. The house is pretty nice. It's not too dissimilar to your parents but there are no bright Christmas lights or ridiculous inflatable decorations on the lawn.

He unlocks the front door and holds it open, ushering you in first. You're mindful not to step off the mat as you bend to unlace your boots. He steps in close and slips out of his own bulky boots. He stands first as you balance your purse and folio in one arm.

“Want me to take all that?” He offers.

You shake your head and straight, “g-got it.”

“Right well, you want something to warm up first?” He unzips his jacket, “I have some tea or coffee.”

“No, th-thanks,” you unbutton your coat, shrugging off one sleeve at a time. He takes it from you and hangs it with his own.

“Okay, I suppose I should show you around,” he sighs, taking out his phone as a soft buzz vibrates the case. “Not this guy again.”

He ignores the call and slides his phone into his back pocket, “the studio is in the basement. Best place to soundproof–”

He stops as you hear a car outside. He brushes by you in the entryway and pulls back the curtain over the window set into the door. You huffs again.

“Can't take a hint.”

“I c-can g-go. C-come back later.”

“Nah, it's fine,” he dismisses you as he opens the door, “go home. I'm busy.”

“Ah, come on, Buck, you're gonna ditch me out in the cold,” the voice wafts back on the crisp air as treads mulch in the snow. The timbre makes your heart knot, you swear it's familiar.

“I can and I will,” Bucky avows as he starts to close the door.

“Wait, wait,” the footfalls pick up and a large hand catches the door, “I'm here on business–”

“I told you, Steve…”

The name plummets in your chest. No, no, it can't be. It can't be him. It's a coincidence. The peek of a rolex under his jacket sleeve is just a coincidence, the voice is not the same, just familiar.

“Just hear me out, okay? You're gonna love this project,” the man bulls his way through the door, getting a grunt from Bucky in return. “I'll even pay you this time–”

The man's voice halts as he senses your presence, your dumbfounded gaze, the whole word zeroing in as your ears ring. It is him. It can't be. This has to be a dream. He only comes in your nightmares.

He looks at you and you know. He's real.

#bucky barnes #dark bucky barnes #dark!bucky barnes #buxky barnes x reader #drabble #series #au #silverfox au #silver lining #mcu #marvel #winter soldier #captain america

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sailoryooons · 7 months

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Lights Masterlist

❀ Pairing: Idol!Jungkook x Producer! F. reader

❀ Summary: Meeting Jungkook was a chance of fate. A moment frozen in time, eyes meeting across a room full of lights. The more the two of you advance in your career, the more lost in the lights you become. What if you never find your way back?

❀ Word Count: 583 and counting

❀ Genre: Heavy angst, Idolverse, strangers to lovers, eventual smut

❀ Rating: 18+ Minors are strictly prohibited from engaging and reading this content. It contains explicit content and any minors discovered reading or engaging with this work will be blocked immediately.

❀ Series Warnings: Eventual sexual content, explicit language, substance abuse, toxic relationships, manipulation, drama, and heavy angst, depictions of depression and anxiety. This series will explore concepts of the ‘darker’ side of being famous and being in the music industry. It is not an essay on the culture of idols nor does this attempt to draw some sort of conclusion or comparisons to the real music industry or life of idols. This is just something that was inspired by my re-watch of Gossip Girl and listening to The Weeknd and wanting to write about a toxic relationship between fame and self.

❀ Disclaimer: All members of BTS are faces and name claims for this story. This is entirely a work of fiction and by no means is meant to be a projection, judgment or representation of real-life people. Any scenarios or representations of the people and places mentioned in works are not representative of real-life scenarios. This series in no way attempts to paint a realistic depiction of idols, or the industry, or draw comparisons. None of the scenes or elements in this series in any way reflect how I perceive the music industry and do not represent any opinions as a whole. This is not intellectual commentary, it is just straight-up fiction.

Masterlist | Ask | Lights Playlist | Tag Lists

▷ e p i s o d e z e r o . . . p l a y n o w

▷ e p i s o d e o n e . . . p l a y n o w

II n e x t e p i s o d e . . . l o a d i n g

#jungkook smut #jungkook angst #jeon jungkook smut #jungkook fanfic #jungkook fic #jungkook x you #jeon jungkook fic #jeon jungkook fanfic #jungkook x reader #idolverse au #minors do not interact #minors dni #jungkook series

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daizymax · 1 year

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these wicked delights | psh (m)

summary: in the dead of night, a sinful creature visits you, penetrating and encompassing your mind, body and soul…

pairing: seonghwa x fem reader

genre: incubus!au, smut

word count: 3.4k

rating: mature (18+)

warnings & features: incubus!seonghwa; supernatural elements; vulgar language; degrading dialogue; not your modern day dirty talk because seonghwa is thousands of years old; the reader is legally an adult but seonghwa calls her a child because, again, he’s thousands of years older; very slight religious elements; graphic sexual content; situations of dub/non-con; dom/sub themes without discussion of boundaries / safety / safewording; dom!seonghwa; rough handling; sensory deprivation; vaginal fingering; oral (f receiving); squirting; unprotected penetrative sex (no condom use, no established birth control method in effect); mirror sex; brief mentions of blood; creampie; an unreal amount of cum; no proper aftercare

author’s note: reuploaded from my old blog and rewritten featuring seonghwa now. no changes to the content itself though. please take extra care to heed the warnings on this one, this is not like my other fics.

( click here to read on AO3 instead )

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This is how it begins: with a curious tingling sensation at the beginning of your spine, right at the base of your neck. It gradually builds into a dull burn that travels southward, growing warmer and warmer as it goes, until eventually your whole body is awash with white-hot pinpricks.

Yet you are not even sure that you are fully conscious. Sleep’s shroud still clings to you as tangibly as the comfortable cotton sheets draped over your body. Your closed eyelids may render you blind to the surroundings of your bedroom, but they do nothing to block sound.

“Good evening, pet…” drawls a guttural voice, manifesting out of nowhere. It sounds decidedly otherworldly from the way it resonates in the air.

A throaty groan of acknowledgment is all you can manage in your fright.

I’m dreaming, you think, hoping it is true.

“Does this feel like a dream?”

Something inhumanly strong clutches your covered ankle. The sudden gesture startles you, but your body does not - cannot - flinch. Not even your lips break apart to let out the squeal trapped in your throat.

Wh-what is this?! you panic silently. What have you done to me?! Who are you?!

The visitor, whoever he is, seems to hear your unspoken thought.

“A more apt question would be what am I,” he answers cryptically before soon elaborating, “My name is Seonghwa. I am an ancient being well-learned in the ways of copulating with females of your species. As for your paralysis… it is only temporary. There is no need for you to be mobile tonight. I am the master, and you are the pet. You are not in charge here, not even of your own limbs and tongue.”

The claw around your ankle tugs swiftly at the sheets blanketing you, leaving you naked and bare. One long, sharp fingernail drags its way slowly from your foot to your calve to your inner thigh. Your leg may not be able to move, but neither is it numb to the sensations drawn on your nerves.

W-what are you d-doing? Even in your mind, your voice sounds woefully weak.

The jagged end of the bony finger pauses on the outskirts of your exposed entrance.

“Engaging in foreplay,” he - it? - answers matter-of-factly. “You are a lonely, miserable, pathetic little thing, starving for physical attention. That is why I have come.”

His words ring a sour note because of the harsh truth they carry. You have been wallowing in lonely misery for quite some time. Nearly a year has passed without so much as one lousy date or meaningless hookup.

“Hmm, do not despair, child,” your uninvited guest coos almost soothingly. Was his voice this melodic before? “It is that very nature of yours that attracted me to you. Your fragile little mind called to me so sweetly, I had to oblige. You should consider yourself quite fortunate I am here. You will never find another who can stimulate the delicate flesh between your legs better than I.”

Your cunt tingles in recognition from the foul words, and the creature senses your body’s involuntary reaction.

“Yes, I can feel your carnal desires. Shall I begin satisfying them?”

You gulp in apprehension. Would he really stop if you said (thought) the word ‘no?’ But before you can ruminate further, this creature named Seonghwa resumes his earlier movements and tickles the folds of your center.

“I can sense your hesitation, pet,” he says. “But beneath that, your body and your subconscious are screaming for me to continue. I can feel the vibrations of your lust pulsing from you. Would it relax you to know that I desire this, too? Your body is quite exquisite… for a human. I would be delighted to plumb its treasures, starting with the sweetness about to drip from your genitalia.”

With that said, his gnarled finger glides easily into your surprisingly wet cunt. Your gasp of shock and pleasure goes in through your nose as a deep breath. The action encourages the creature to curl the digit purposefully, as if to beckon another reaction out of you.

This is wrong… you fret with what must be the last vestiges of your sanity. I didn’t ask for this…

“No, but your kind is rarely granted the things for which they ask. And many things that are or seem wrong often feel too good to deny,” Seonghwa counters. “Millions of your species give in to their wicked and morally corrupt ways every hour, child. You frail little thing... why should you be any different?”

I’m not a child, your mind argues, latching onto the word with offense.

A deep chuckle reverberates against the walls. “You may be considered a mature adult amongst your species, but I have more than a thousandfold years on you. Now stop this pitiful, stubborn attempt at righteousness and submit to me.”

The boom of his voice is terrifying, but as he adds a second finger to your heated core, you find yourself powerless to resist. You absently wonder if he is casting some sort of spell over you to force your obedience, but the burning arousal in your loins does not feel like a trick. Could you really be so desperately depraved as to want this to happen?

In any case, the demon hums his approval at your compliance.

“There’s a good pet.” He withdraws his hand and uses it to lightly pat your pussy appreciatively, only to immediately plunge his fingers back into place inside you.

His long fingernails graze your g-spot, but rather than being painful or uncomfortable, the sensation is oddly gratifying. Every brush against your deepest recesses serves to torment you in the best way. If you could gyrate your hips, you would, but the best you can do is allow a soft moan to thrum inside your chest.

“Enjoying yourself already?” Seonghwa muses. “How weak you are indeed. And so soft…”

His other hand skims along the side of your body, following the curves from your hip to your breast. He grasps the fleshy mound and squeezes with surprising tenderness.

“Perhaps I should loosen my hold on you,” he wonders. He gives your nipple a pinch and clarifies, “Not here, just over your lips. I am an admittedly vain creature. I would very much enjoy hearing your uncensored cries - in full volume - when I bring you to the height of euphoria, over and over, until your voice is utterly shattered. What do you think, pet?”

As he speaks, he wiggles his fingers and digs the heel of his palm into your clit determinedly, while the hand on your chest moves to your other breast to caress it with the same attention as the first. The stimulation is positively electrifying.

I… you plead vaguely, unable to string coherent words together.

“You what, child?” he urges. “Speak freely now. Tell me what you so desire.”

Your freed tongue pokes out to wet your lips, then you say unabashedly, “I want to come so badly.”

“Do you?” he teases.

Seonghwa’s pointed thumb begins strumming against your clit with the faintest touch, and this time your gasp is much sharper when able to be inhaled through your mouth. Again, you lament the inability to rock yourself against him. The light stimulation is not enough.

“More…” you rasp. “I need more.”

“Is that any way to speak to your master?” he states coldly. His thumb lifts away from your bud, and his fingers draw back to the start of your opening and stall there. “Try that again. Ask me nicely this time, pet.” He spits the last word to reiterate your role in this unnatural union.

“Please… m-master,” you stutter over the uncomfortable word. “Will you p-please make me come, master?”

“That’s better,” he approves, then begins shoving his hand into you repeatedly.

A third finger joins the first two, and the thick stretch has you groaning incessantly. His thumb descends back onto your engorged clit to rub skilled circles into it. Every little twitch of his hand pulls the knot inside your belly tighter and tighter.

“This silky cavern of yours is taking my fingers so well, pet,” Seonghwa purrs, and you mentally preen under his praise in spite of yourself. For reasons you can’t explain, you’re honored to please him.

It takes an embarrassingly short amount of time for your orgasm to wash over and pour out of you. The inability to hunch your back or even curl your toes makes it feel all the more powerful, and the high-pitched whine that squeaks out of you is unlike any sound you have ever produced.

Seonghwa continues undulating his wrist until the spasms of your pussy subside and the overstimulation on your clit nears the point of becoming painful.

“Such a messy little thing,” he tsks. The squelching sound when he removes his hand from your center alerts you to just how much wetness you released. “Open your eyes now and look at the mess you have made.”

You blink your heavy eyelids open and let your pupils adjust to the darkness. From the moonlight streaming through the curtains, you can definitely discern a distinct sheen running along the back of his hand, but what really captures your interest is the hand - claw - itself. It is even larger than you imagined. The skin is alabaster and smooth, but the pointed nails are black as moonless midnight.

You raise your eyes upward to look upon your visitor for the first time and are immediately captivated by his piercing crimson gaze. His eyes are quite literally glowing, illuminating the pale face sculpted from the same ivory marble as his hands. Thick, silver hair frames his temples, brushing just above high cheekbones.

Oh… he is so beautiful…

The thought is automatic and also instantly heard, as Seonghwa’s wide grin indicates. His teeth are blinding white in the dark and noticeably sharp.

“Of course I am beautiful, child. If I am to take the form of a wretched human, only the best will do. Although some appendages have remained unmodified, as you will find out,” he informs you. “But first, let me see if you taste as delectable as you look.”

With that, he parts his lips and snakes his sharp tongue out to catch his dripping fingers. He sucks them thoroughly before releasing each of them with soft pops.

The verdict is rendered as: “Delicious,” while he continues to grin down at you devilishly. Then he decides, “I think I would like a taste straight from the source now, if you don’t mind.”

Without actually giving you a choice, he drags your body down the mattress without touching you and kneels at the foot of your bed to bring his face inches from your sensitive pussy. Before you have time to marvel (or cower) from the magical action, he is on to the next thing, which is yanking your immobilized knees apart. His claws dig into the supple flesh of your thighs possessively.

When he dips what can only be his tongue into the folds of your cunt, the muscle feels strangely scaly and clammy. It soon becomes clear he is quite skilled with it, however, and its reach far extends that of all your previous lovers.

He licks along your slit tantalizingly without heed for your still-throbbing clit. Then he delves his tongue in and out of your tight hole at a steady, rhythmic pace.

“Such sweet syrup you have stored inside you, child,” Seonghwa murmurs huskily. “What a shame to have it bottled up for so long. It is a good thing I am here to release it for you.”

You would say plenty of it has already been released, considering the stickiness seeping down into the crack of your ass, but you doubt your imposing ‘lover’ would appreciate such a quip. And truth be told, you are flattered that he seems to be enjoying giving you all the pleasure… so far.

He suddenly digs his tongue into your clit, directly under the hood. A jolt frizzles along the nerves of your frozen body and escapes past your lips in the form of a whimper.

While his mouth is attending to your nether regions, his hands creep back up along your abdomen until he finds your breasts again. He fondles both of them rather gently, occasionally rolling and tweaking your nipples to send a pulse of electricity below. Your moans become louder the longer he carries on lapping and stroking and pulling you to the brink of madness.

Your second orgasm crests every bit as high as the first, and although your limbs still cannot move, you can feel the aftershocks in your very bones.

“So easy to unravel,” Seonghwa comments as he resurfaces from the drenched juncture of your thighs. You watch as that red, serpentine tongue outlines his coated lips to capture every lingering drop of your essence.

Your eyelids droop in exhaustion, but the unholy creature has not yet finished taking its fill.

“You are not the only one in need of release, child,” he tells you. “It has been ages since I have visited upon one as enticing as you, and I do not intend to waste this opportunity.”

Again, he uses his otherworldly power to manipulate your body to his will, this time flipping you over onto your stomach. Your startled yelp is muffled against the sheets when he manually yanks your bottom half into the air, fully presenting your ass to him. His hands roam over your backside slowly.

“I am going to penetrate you now, pet,” Seonghwa says in a low tone; it sounds like a warning. “The fit will surely be excruciating for you. I suggest you take a deep breath and exhale it as I make my entrance.”

The unmistakable head of his cock presses against the petaled lips of your pussy. The circumference of it is wider than any you have known, and your mind balks when your muscles cannot flinch. It has not pushed inside of you yet, but you know without a doubt it will rip you apart.

Before you can voice your concerns, your lover is speaking to you again.

“Shh, stop your fussing,” he growls. “Your anatomy is made to birth infants larger than my genitals; you will be fine. I will guide you through this. Breathe, child.”

You obediently suck in a gulp of air.

“Good girl. Now let it out. Slowly, now,” he instructs next.

You allow the air to slowly leak from your lungs, and Seonghwa begins the plunge of his turgid cock into your core. As wet as you are, it is a struggle to fit even the tip of him inside. It spears through your walls agonizingly, tearing the sensitive skin just as you predicted, and you cannot even twist your fingers into the bedspread to help cope with the pain.

“You are doing well, my pet. Very well,” Seonghwa assures you, conscious of your pained state. “But we have a way to go yet. Keep breathing.”

Each breath comes in shakier and rushes out whinier as inch after inch locks into place inside you. Your walls stretch to their limits around his rock hard shaft, and still he continues to push until eventually he meets the resistance of your cervix.

“There we go,” he announces quietly, not sounding nearly as affected by the tight fit as you are.

He reaches up and fits one of his hands between the side of your face and where it rests against the bed to cup your cheek lightly for a moment, then glides his fingers slowly around to the back of your neck, across your shoulder blades, down your spine, finally coming to a halt at your hip. His delicate touch leaves a trail of goosebumps in its wake. His other hand finds purchase on the other side of your waist, and his hold becomes bruising.

“Now, stay just like that and let me do all the work,” he commands, as though you have a choice.

Seonghwa withdraws his monstrous cock until only the mushroomed head remains, then thrusts back into you sharply, causing you to utilize the only parts of your body with mobility by parting your lips to groan loudly and squeezing your eyes shut tight. He gradually builds a steady pace, driving himself to knock against your g-spot relentlessly. The punishing blows make your eyes roll back in your skull.

“Is that what you think, child?” Seonghwa questions suddenly without interrupting his movements.

“W-what?” you ask shakily, unaware that you had even been thinking of anything specific for him to pick up on.

“That you are being punished?” he specifies. “You are not being punished, my pet. If it feels that way, you are mistaken. I am not ruining you. I am ushering you into paradise. Don’t. You. See?”

He punctuates his last few words with especially hard snaps, and you choke on a moan. Your pussy is clenching repeatedly around him now, signaling an impending third climax, even without stimulation to your clit.

Seonghwa jerks the top half of your body upright with a claw hooked around your throat, and the unseen force he wields is used to plant your palms firmly into the mattress to help keep yourself propped up. The mirror of your vanity dresser magically floats through the air to lean against the headboard of your bed. The reflection shows only yourself situated on your hands and knees, breasts jostling lewdly from the consistent pounding you are taking from behind. Your lover is nowhere to be seen in the glass.

“Look at yourself, child,” Seonghwa demands. “There is no use denying that you enjoy being ravaged like this.”

You are unable to tear your gaze away from the crazed eyes staring straight back at you. They are your own, but they are also a stranger’s. You moan wantonly in a broken voice.

“You can be louder than that,” the demon spurs. “Let all the heathens in Hell and all the seraphs in Heaven hear me taking over your body, mind, and soul.”

He speeds his thrusts even more to help earn the noises he so craves, and you do not disappoint. Even if the damned and the higher beings cannot hear you, your neighbors surely can through the walls of your apartment.

“Yes, my pet, yes. That’s it. Give in once more to the primal needs inside of you. Do it for your master.”

And you do. You shut your eyes and feel your pussy quake as it releases one last sinful gush.

Seonghwa pierces the flesh of your hips with his nails sharply enough to draw trickles of blood as he tumbles over the edge with you. His massive cock balloons even more at the moment of his impressive climax. The grunt he lets out sounds like a clap of thunder as he discharges a gratuitous amount of cum, drowning your insides overfull. Even with his cock still lodged within you, it does little to plug the boiling liquid; it drips out around his wide length, down your pussy, and onto the sheets below in thick, copious rivulets.

When it is over, he removes himself from your gaping opening with a cringe-worthy slurp and releases all hold over you. Your used body crumbles in a heap.

“I believe I have sufficiently satiated you now, sweet pet,” Seonghwa says rather calmly. Even after pounding you like a jackhammer and unloading what felt like liters of cum inside you, he is not the slightest bit breathless. “It is a shame I cannot visit you again for a while. The toll it would take on your fragile soul is not to be taken lightly, after all.”

You give no indication that you have heard him, but he does not seem to mind. With strong arms, he manually lifts your limp body and tucks you into your sheets with care. You are too tired and too out of it to realize they are totally dry.

Or that your sore hips are not actually bleeding.

Or that the mirror has returned to its rightful place over your dresser.

“Sleep now, child… Or perhaps you truly have been sleeping and dreaming this entire time…”

An amused cackle echoes against your eardrums, and you slip into unconsciousness with one last vision of his wicked grin to haunt you.

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beaker1636 · 8 months

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The Alphabet Game - Intro and Masterlist

A/N: Here is the intro to the 26 part story I have been challenged to make! 18+ as every chapter will be full of smut. Warnings include pretty much everything, there will be sex, toys, impact play, bdsm elements, etc. All parts will be linked at the bottom as they get written so here is the intro and lets get this party started!

“So Mia has been reading a lot again right? Well the plot of the book she is currently reading sounds like it could be a fun game…” Chris trails off, looking around the lounge of the bus to gauge his friends' reactions. He notices the confused looks on all of their faces.

“Is it another one of her books that's basically porn?” Rick asks, raising an eyebrow as he asks Chris.

“Well, yeah, obviously if we made it into a game we would need the girls in on it,” Chris says, his tone now sounding a bit annoyed, like he was asked the most obvious question in the world.

“So what is it? Can’t exactly get us to agree when we don’t even know what you are asking?” Ryan asks, glancing over from the game that he and Vin are playing only for a brief second.

“In the book the couple is going through the alphabet with different sex things. So like A could be Anal, B blindfold, etc. So I figured it could be a fun challenge we could do if we made it a game, like we could rotate letters and have to complete our letter on our day. We’re all pretty open about the shit we do, and even if we weren’t our girls definitely are so it wouldn't be that odd to do shit like this.” Chris smirks, he knows all of them would agree… except maybe Vinny who is pretty private about his private life to everyone except for Rick, who he is the closest to.

“How would we know if someone actually did their letter, couldn’t we lie and say we completed our challenge when we didn’t?” Just asks, feeling like he shouldn’t be as interested in this as he currently is.

“The girls talk about literally everything, so if we had them tell each other the next morning how it went then the problem would be solved,” Rick suggests. “I know they wouldn’t lie to each other, have you heard some of the shit they’ve shared with one another? But the real question is are there any consequences if we don’t complete our letter? I feel like the game would be useless without any punishments for not finishing it.”

“You get cock blocked until your next turn?” Ryan suggests. “In some cases that could be quite awhile depending what our performance schedule is before we finish the game.” He is mostly joking about the cock blocking thing but that changes when he realizes that they all seem on board with this,

“What are you thinking Vin? You are silent over there,” Justin asks the drummer who looks conflicted about all of this.

“I-I mean I guess I’m in, might be weird but if you are all doing it I’d feel left out. Just don’t think you’d get a very down and dirty play by play about whatever,” he says with a shrug, still not totally on board with the game but he doesn’t want to be let out.

“But wait, shouldn’t we make it a rule that the person who gives you your task has to make sure you have what you need to complete it? Like we can’t guarantee that the person has a blindfold or whatever on hand ready to use?” Ryan says, looking around the room.

“Good point, okay so why don’t we go youngest to oldest, and whoever just completed a letter can decide what the next person has to do. So Vinny would go first and then would give Ryan his task and onwards. We could start next week one we are home for a while, all we have are a few festivals here and there to go to,” Chris says, taking a sip of his water.

“Why do I have to be the first, asshole,” Vinny groans, making the others all chuckle from their spots.

“Well, let the games begin,” Ricky says with a smirk.

Links below as uploaded:

A is For Altoid - Vinny

B is For Body Oil - Ryan

C is For Cyber Sex - Justin

D is For Dianism - Ricky

E is For Exhibitionism - Chris

F is For Face Sitting - Vinny

G is for 'Guy'brator - Ryan

H is for Only Hands - Justin

I is for Impact Play - Ricky

J for JOI - Chris

K is For Kitchen Table - Vinny

L is For Lap Dance - Ryan

M is for Martymachlia - Justin

N is for Ninja Sex - Ricky

O - is for Orgasm Denial - Chris

P- is for Pearl Necklace - Vinny

Q is for Quickie - Ryan

R is for Remote Control Vibrator - Justin

S is for She’s in Charge - Rick

T is for Threesome - Chris ft. ??

U is for Uniform (dress up) - Vinny

V is for Vibrators - Ryan

W is for Worship - Justin

X is for X-rated - Ricky

Y is for Yoni Massage - Chris

Bonus - Christmas Celebration

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a = aftercare [ what they’re like after sex ]

nate is kinda cocky -- not in the sense that he’s leaving you high and dry, but that he’s actually quite proud of himself for reducing you to the mess you are beside him. he’ll definitely tease, maybe chuckle a little at your expense but will eventually get up from whatever the two of you were and find something to clean you up with

or, if a shower is available, that’s the first place he’s hauling you to. not only to get rid of all the sweat and fluids, but there’s the possibility he might get lucky with another round in the shower. all up to you though

b = body part [ their favorite body part of theirs, and also their partner’s ]

himself -- if he just had to pick something, probably his arms. he’s strong, got some rough ass hands from the amount of scaling he does and just overall has a good look to them. sure, most of the time, he covers them up due to the elements of the places he visits, but he does enjoy getting to show off every once in awhile.

you -- say it with me, nathan drake is an ass man. point. blank. period. he loves to grab your ass any chance he can get. whether it be walk by and just grabbing a handful, or pushing a hand into your back pocket. he’s going to do it, you just have to come to accept it

c = cum [ anything to do with cum basically…i’m a disgusting person ]

above all else, nate prefers to come inside of you -- although, if there is a consideration where you may be concerned about a possible pregnancy, then he’ll glad talk about different options with you. even outside of that, if you want him to come anywhere else, just tell him. he gets a kick out of seeing you covered in his come too

d = dirty secret [ pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs ]

if you happen to be with him while he’s searching for something, and get into some trouble or you have to run away from someone chasing you, when the two of you stop, he’s almost as hard as a rock. he’s incredibly turned on by adventure and running around just on adrenaline. he’ll heavy deny that he’s turned on though.

e = experience [ how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing? ]

nate has quite a bit of experience. i want to say that he probably lost his virginity at a young age -- maybe seventeen or eighteen. more so just to get it over with. but with him being so young, and most horny, he’s learned quite a few things about the ins and outs of sex. he’s going to apply some of the things he learned to see what your take is on it. but yeah, he knows what he’s doing.

f = favorite position [ this goes without saying ]

missionary -- nate loves seeing your face, and loves the intimacy of this position because he can look into your eyes and show you all the affection he can possibly give

doggy style -- there are fews time in which nate wants to take in you in this position, usually paired with a fast and rough pace that leaves both of you aching and satified

cowgirl -- just like with the above, while nate enjoys getting to see your face in this position, he has a fascination with see you on top of him. in fact, he love sit so much that any way that he can get you to straddle him, he’ll happily do it

g = goofy [ are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc ]

nathan’s cocky, and likes to remind you of that quite often. he’s got some humor to him, and may crack a joke or two if he’s finding that you may be a little uncomfortable leading up. but he does so with intention of getting you to relax

h = hair [ how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc ]

nate is pretty well groomed, and tries to keep it that way when he can. obviously when he’s out running around and chasing after artifacts, there isn’t a lot of time for him to do so, but when he’s home, he definitely tries to keep up his appearances

i = intimacy [ how are they during the moment, romantic aspect… ]

nate can be very loving and romantic doing the moment, especially if he’s feeling particularly sweet and caring. overall, nate is just a very lovable person and has no problem showing it to you in many ways

j = jack off [ masturbation headcanon ]

doesn’t feel any particular way about it -- yes, he does jack off occasional, but it isn’t for any reason due to the fact you aren’t available or present. but he also isn’t against it entirely. he just does it if he feels the need to

k = kink [ one or more of their kinks ]

role-play -- nate likes to roleplay, really anything that could come to mind, but he his favorites are rival treasure hunters and as cheesy as it’s gonna sound, pirates

l = location [ favorite places to do the do ]

nate doesn’t really fret about the location, but he does know there is a level of dignity that you hold and he definitely doesn’t want someone walking in on the two of you. any location that has a lockable door is okay with him. of course, if you have a different preference then that’s totally okay, but he’s not overly picking about where the two of you have sex

m = motivation [ what turns them on, gets them going ]

adventure // thrills -- nathan loves a good adventure, but sometimes it just gets him going. and the thrill of running around and barely surviving by the skin of ones teeth is something that makes his blood pump

saving his life -- yeah, you’ve probably saved his life more than once. and he just has to show you how much he appreciates you taking out some dude who was seconds away from shooting him dead

n = no [ something they wouldn’t do, turn offs ]

nothing that will hurt you – physically or mentally, and nothing that will cause humiliation. his worst fear is taking things too far and you getting hurt

o = oral [ preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc ]

giving -- nate loves going down on you, and will do everything in his power to do so if given the chance. he’ll always turn do you going down on him, and would much rather show you the upmost pleasure

receiving -- as stated in the above, he will almost always turn down receiving oral. but if you manage to convince him and it’s something you truly want to do, he definitely won’t turn you down after

p = pace [ are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc. ]

nate bases the pace on the moment of the action. he can be fast and rough if the situation calls for it -- where the two of you need to get some of your frustrations out, or it can be slow and sensual where he takes his time bringing you over the edge

q = quickie [ their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc. ]

nate is always down for quickies -- and even sometimes calls you to see if you want to join him at work for an ‘early lunch’ before pulling you into a small closet and having his way with you

r = risk [ are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc. ]

he’s always down to experiment, and actually encourages it, if that is something you are willing to do. all he asks is that before you both try anything, that you talk out everything to make sure the both of you are on the same page

s = stamina [ how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last… ]

nate prefers to go for one, drawn out round. giving you everything and hitting all the spots in one go before tapping out. he wants you to feel good, and if you really want to go another round, just give him a few minutes to gather himself and he’ll be ready to go

t = toy [ do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves? ]

while nate doesn’t own any toys himself -- aside from the occasional set of handcuffs, he is a big fa of using toys if that is something you want to do. he’ll happily use just about anything you bring, just show him how to use it on you. and he definitely if always up for toys being use on himself, just talk to him first

u = unfair [ how much do they like to tease ]

he may not look it, but nate can and will be a major tease if he wants to be. while he’s into teasing you during the act, he will endlessly tease you as a build up and tries to see how long you’ll last before you tell him you want to go home. to which he will happily do

v = volume [ how loud they are, what sound they make ]

nate is loud, and will eventually get to a point where you can’t seem to shut him up because you’re making him feel so good. if you find that he’s getting too loud, simply gag him -- either with your underwear or sexual tool and he’ll crumble

w = wild card [ get a random headcanon for the character of your choice ]

nathan likes and enjoys to occasionally be tied up. he’ll let you do whenever you feel like and if he’s in the right headspace. but he likes the idea of being at your mercy in a controlled environment -- more than anything he likes having you on top of him and if letting you tie him up gets you to do just that, he’s all for it

x = x-ray [ let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words ]

five inches in length. grows in thickness the closer you get to the base. flared head, slightly bulbous. has one thick vein that runs along the underside. and is around six inches once full erect

y = yearning [ how high is their sex drive? ]

nate as a fairly medium sex drive. considering that he’s always down to have sex whenever you happen to approach him -- i mean, it is you were are talking about. he’s definitely never going to turn you down. but, there are times when he knows it’s not appropriate and can and will hold himself back

z = zzz [ how quickly they fall asleep afterward ]

nathan’s on the verge of passing out -- mostly because he’s so blissed out, it’s unreal. he does his best to stay up as he doesn’t want to be a total sleaze and fall asleep before making sure you’re okay

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130 Day Productivity Challenge!

8 Mar '24 - Day 77

Not keeping well health-wise. But I mustered up strength and revised for tomorrow's test.

I studied Magnetism and Matter along with PYQs. I read through NCERT of d and f block elements and began NCERT paraphrasing. I revised Amines.

I solved some papers related to the chapters, including some practice tests.

I read the NCERT of Microbes in Human Welfare and Human Health and Diseases.

I revised the formulae of Moving Charges, Magnetism and Matter, EMI, AC and EM Waves.

I checked my previous mistakes from the same topics.

Hope your day went well💛

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The Soundtrack of Spy x Family

It's already a pretty well-known fact that spy movies are often accompanied with jazz, and for good reason. Complex chord structures, use of syncopation, and the the notable highlight of improvisation gives jazz an element of subdued emotional restraint while still riding on an unpredictable, quickly-paced soundtrack of pure unadulterated action.

It was said of Ian Flemming, the creator of James Bond, that jazz seemed to influence almost every aspect of Bond's character. "Like Bond, it’s passionate without falling into mere sentimentality, heartfelt but never losing its ironic or humorous touches, capable of elegance but never allowing you to forget the intensity lurking just below the surface.” Sound like another familiar spy we know?

The soundtrack takes advantage on the quote on quote "spy chord" (E,G,B,D#,F#), or the Emin(maj7) chord, which is most famously played in everything from James Bond to the Pink Panther and even the Incredibles. It creates a sense of unresolved tension, and Spy x Family spares no extent in its use. You'll hear in STRIX, WISE, and Bondman most prominently.

However, Spy x Family diverges from the normal spy genre because not only is it is a comedy, but a family comedy. The unpredictability of both Yor and Anya disrupt Twilight's normal flow, and the music reflects that. In fact, one could argue that while the instrument that personifies both Twilight and Loid Forger is the piano. As Twilight, it takes a background to the brass and walking bass and drums as the whole thing jazzes out in one large moving mechanism. But when it's just Loid and his family, the piano comes to the forefront as a solo. It's interesting that "teacups" is a actually a very simple arrangment, mostly relying on block chords under a melody with lots of repeated notes. There isn't an ounce of jazz in it. It's in those simple moments when he's with his family at the end of the day, drinking out of teacups, that he drops his guard, even just a tiny bit.

There are lots of different ways to tell a story. And if the composer is a good one, they'll tell you the story beyond of what the dialouge actually says.

#spy x family #actually putting my music degree to use lol #i have more thoughts on yor and the use of the guitar #but that's for another day #ive exposed myself as a complete nerd oh well #soundtracks

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According to IUPAC, transition metals are defined as metals which have incomplete d subshell either in neutral atom or in their ions.

Zinc (Zn), Cadmium (Cd), Mercury (Hg) and Copernicium (Cn) of group 12 have full d10 configuration. Their electronic configurations of Zn, Cd and Hg are represented by the general formula (n-1)d 10ns2. The orbitals in these elements are completely filled in the ground state as well as in their common oxidation states. Therefore, they are not regarded as transition elements.

(sources: NCERT and periodictable.co.za)

#chemistry #inorganic chemistry #i will have to revise this for every note this post gets #d and f block elements #jee #neet #cbse #cbse 2023 #stem #desi academia #desi studyblr #engineering #engineering prep #stressed desi high schooler content

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IMAGES: Last F-18 Hornet training squad is deactivated in Miramar marking the end of an era

Fernando Valduga By Fernando Valduga 10/01/2023 - 20:11in Military

An air squadron that has been training pilots to fly the F/A-18 Hornets fighters for 50 years was deactivated at the Miramar Marine Corps Air Station in San Diego, California, during a "t sunset ceremony" on Friday, marking the end of an era for the Department of the Navy.

For more than 50 years, the instructor pilots of the Navy 101 Fighter Attack Training Squadron, or VMFAT-101, "Sharpshooters" have qualified combat aviators and sent them to squads around the world. The " Sunset" celebrates the history of the squadron and the contributions to the readiness of the Marine Corps since its commissioning in 1969, when instructors first taught pilots to fly the F-4 Phantom II.

“As a former commander of the Sharpshooters, I can attest to the direct impact of the squadron on the operational readiness of the Marine Corps today,” Brig said. General Robert Brodie, assistant commander of the 3rd Marine Air Wing. "VMFAT-101 has shaped a critical element of naval aviation for half a century, and the marines and squadron sailors continue to be instrumental in preserving this combat legacy and transitioning to the next generation of combat aviation."

The U.S. Marines with the Navy Fighter Attack Training Squadron (VMFAT) 101, Marine Aircraft Group 11, 3ª Marine Aircraft Wing, conduct a mass formation. (Photo: U.S. Marine Corps / Lance Cpl. Samantha Devine)

The ceremony began with a tradition called "Flying the Barn", where 18 F-18 fighter pilots performed maneuvers in formation in front of a crowd of spectators. The "t sunset" ceremony followed and included comments from Brodie and others. Observing were retired squadron commanders and others from the air wing.

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The event also included a traditional colorful casing where the honors and awards that the squad received in various conflicts and wars were ceremonially guarded. The squad also received several awards for its safety record flying thousands of hours without accidents.

Its decommissioning marks the end of an era as the last squadron of the Navy Department to train F-18 pilots

“Thousands of our crews passed through the corridors of '101',” Brodie said. "They learned air-to-air combat and air-to-ground combat. Many were launched from an aircraft carrier in the middle of the night from a deck."

Squadron personnel and aircraft will transition to the U.S. Navy Fighter Attack Squadron 323 in Miramar and will continue to train F-18 Super Hornets pilots as Navy Squadrons complete the transition to the new era F-35 fighters. The air wing has two F/A-18 Super Hornets fighter squadrons and six F-35 squadrons.

The F-18 Super Hornet fighters are scheduled to continue in service until 2030. Meanwhile, the Department of Defense continues to invest in the maintenance of the famous fighter, which, according to U.S. Navy officials, is complementary to the F-35.

Source: The Orange County Register

Tags: Military AviationF/A-18C/D HornetUSMC - United States Marine Corps/U.S. Marine Corps

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Aviation photographer and pilot since 1992, he has participated in several events and air operations, such as Cruzex, AirVenture, Daytona Airshow and FIDAE. He has work published in specialized aviation magazines in Brazil and abroad. Uses Canon equipment during his photographic work throughout the world of aviation.