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house-of-slayterr · 2 years
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When she’s goth and super smart 🥺
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bookaddict05 · 5 months
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Girl in the chair - Pt 5
Sitting here unable to do anything as I see the psychotic dick, cut Milo. I'm internally screaming unable to do anything to help save him from the agony. I know he's acting tough trying to not give anything away about his power or to show weakness to the sick fuck.
Everything is disorientated, hearing nothing but my own thoughts. That's when voice penetrated through my thoughts. A deep voice the ricocheted through my mind as if it was hollow hitting off the walls. Something said in Russian.
"STOP IM NOT GOING TO TELL YOU ANYTHI..." Stating the sentence before I got put into my internal prison.
"Oh my God Milo" I say beneath my breath.
"Y/N it's okay I'm going to get you out of here trust me okay?" he says quietly
"Right now little miss Y/N has woken up we can continue, yes?" Rumlow states in a sadistic tone as he walks back over to the table placing a red book down on the table and grabbing the knife next to it. He starts making his way over to me, and I pray to god that Milo doesn't do something stupid and just lets me take the pain, I know I may look weak but I can stand my own, this has nothing to do with my stubbornness, okay.
He places the knife to my cheek and Milo cracks.
"STOP ILL TELL YOU ANYTHING" I release a breath I didn't know i was holding in. 'no no no milo' I think to myself knowing if I said out loud it wouldn't change the outcome.
"About time" He responds, he nods to an agent behind me who comes over and takes me out of the chair.
"Wait, you're taking her home right? It's either I know she is safe or you're not getting anything from me" I hear Milo say as I am escorted to the doors and taken out of the room.
I arrive home and left alone as the agents disperse back to their base. I quickly pick up my phone from the couch where I left it last and quickly rang Kate.
"KATE, you need to get to milo ASAP, this man called Rumlow is psychotic, he needs you and the other superheroes you clearly work with now down there and save his ass"
"Oh my god Y/N, are you okay? and don't worry we are already there, I'm going to send a S.H.I.E.L.D agent to get you back to the compound, and don't worry its one that we can trust, his name is Coulson, I've got to go to save Milo's ass now, see you back there"
She hangs up. I look around the house and there is no sign of my parents being home. I walk into my dads office and the once smashed window is now fixed, memories flashing through my mind.
I hear a knock at the door and I look out the window being cautious. I walk over to the door and he shows me his badge off the bat, the S.H.I.E.L.D logo big and on show.
"Agent Coulson, I'm guessing your Miss Y/L/N here to take you to the compound for a routine check up as requested from Miss Bishop and Mr Stark"
"Yeah that's me", the man looked kind and sincere obviously regarding to my current state of cuts and bruises, but I didn't feel like it was necessary for the pity parade for me, Milo had endured much worse and I couldn't help keep thinking if they did anything worse to him since I left.
I follow Coulson out to the black BMW car, he opens the back door and I get in.
We travel about 30 mins and arrive at the compound to be greeted by Kate. I run over with a bit of a limp to her after Coulson let me out of the car and give her a big hug.
"Where's Milo? Is he okay?"
"Yes he's fine Y/N he's in medical now resting, he has many deep cuts and a concussion, but banner said he will be fine, Ill take you up now to get looked at to"
As we go in I try to not have a little fan girl moment, seeing all of the heroes I idolise is just mind blowing
~ time skip ~
Its been a few days now since the day that will haunt me forever. The cut on my leg has healed over but still on the mend but overall I'm physically feeling better. Milo is a lot better now, he's off bed rest and is starting to move around more. Honestly crazy someone in his condition should have been on bed rest for at least a week, but I guess that what happens when you get bitten by a spider and it gives you super regeneration. Lucky little shit he is.
I've gotten in contact with my parents telling them I am at Milos house for the week, which they were strangely okay about. Especially my father he was practically trying to force me out the house. But honestly I was relieved I could not be bothered to put up a fight about why I wasn't feeling safe anymore anywhere I went. A constant pit of anxiety every time I walk around a corner of the compound. I know I should think this is the safest place for me to be however I thought about that when I was watching TV in my own home, but I guess I'm going to have to keep my guard up more.
I'm sitting a spare bedroom that the avengers were kind enough to give me while staying here with them. There is a knock at the door and I walk over to open it but before I could Milo comes barging in with Kate.
"Avengers party tonight and we are going" Milo exclaims while flopping on to the bed.
"Really?, do we have to? Can't we just stay in and watch movies again? I don't really have enough social energy in me right now." I say trying to get out of a room of crowds where you don't even know the people around you.
"No, come on Y/N, we have been stuck in our rooms watching movies since we came back, I need to let loose some extra energy that's been building up inside" He responds
"pleaseeeeeeeee" they both say in unison giving me the puppy dog eyes. I swear to God these idiots will be the literal death of me.
"OKAY, fine, we will go, now please stop with those god awful faces, we are going to need outfits"
"Don't worry about it, the girls said that we could borrow their dresses and for milo, Tony has a suit for him so we are sorted" Kate said with a big grin across her face.
They get up and leave the room closing the door behind them.
I roll over on to my belly on the bed and sigh putting my face into the pillow.
~ time skip~
Nat and Wanda are in my room and showing me and Kate dresses they have that will fit for the occasion. And that's when I see the perfect dress. A floor length satin gown, with a leg slit on the front of the dress, fit for any Stark party.
Kate picked out a purple satin dress with glitter on the top of the sweetheart neckline. Milo stumbles out the bath room in a black suit with a black dress shirt underneath it.
We walk from my room down the the function room. The corridor starts to feel like its starting to enclose, my breath starts to feel shallow and I start to feel my hands tremble as we near the room. My head starts pounding with an overwhelming sensation taking over my body. Hands clammy as we enter the room. The heat and sweat escapes the room through the doors and hits us almost instantly. Causing me to feel even more nauseous than before. The heat takes over my body rushing through and going to my head causing an dizzy sensation roll over me. I start to back out the room letting the others go in while I stay behind.
The doors shut.
I'm alone.
So I thought.
I walk away from the room with my head down focusing on the floor trying to calm down the panic attack that I was clearly having.
I walk straight into someone muscular and tall. I look up and it was him. The Winter Solider.
That's when the memories came flooding back. Him being outside the cell. Him following me. Every memory with him in before they injected me with that weird serum, came flooding back.
Everything fell to the pit of my stomach. Heart rate high enough to be almost life threatening.
Then he started saying the words, the words that triggered everything that I hated since that day.
"Longing... Rusted... Furnace... Daybreak... Seventeen... Benign... Nine... Homecoming... One... Freight Car"
Repeating the same words over and over again in Russian.
I was no longer myself.
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bluethisisforyou · 3 months
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the tortured poets department
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zegalba · 15 days
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Gabbriette for HommeGirls (2024) Photography: Laura Jane Coulson
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deadeery · 1 year
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HOT SHOT 💥✨
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youdontjustgiveup · 12 days
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kelocitta · 11 months
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awesome games for girls
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chesirecatsmile · 12 days
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does anyone else think about this often
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horsetailcurlers2 · 7 months
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if the original gossip girl had aired in 2023, dan and blair would’ve been endgame and chuck bass would’ve gone to prison.
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bookaddict05 · 5 months
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Girl in the chair Pt 4
tw: torture/ graphic
I wake up in a moving vehicle and what I can tell from having a bag over my head is that its a van. My hands are tied up with what feels like zip ties. However my feet are free, I try to shuffle around to get the bag off of my head, but that's when I feel the searing pain run through my leg.
'crap the cut' I think to my self. Still blinded I try to feel for the cut to try and sense how bad it is. Glass still imbedded in the skin, the arseholes didn't even take it out.
Taking a deep breath in, I brace myself and pull the biggest shard in my leg out unknowing if there was any other pieces hidden beneath the skin. I tried to muffle my scream to avoid getting the attention of my captives.
I manage to rive off the hood that was keeping me blinded and could see from the tinted windows on the doors the sun was starting to set, I must of been out for hours.
That's when the van starts to stop, and I hear both the driver's door and passengers door open and close. There was 2 of them as I suspected when the home invasion took place.
The van doors open and I quickly pretended to play unconscious still waiting for an opportunity to escape when they least expect it. They grab me and one of them throws me over his shoulder. Yeah there is no way I'm getting out of this one.
~ TIME SKIP ~
I'm carried into a room and thrown on the hard floor, I open my eyes again to see that I had been locked in a cell and my captive standing on the other side looking right into my soul.
"Ah good morning sunshine or should I say good evening" he smiles down at me. I know that face and I know them tattoos it couldn't be mistaken. It was the man who came to my fathers office that morning. I knew something was off about him.
"You must be thinking who am I? and why have I taken you? Well Y/N, my name is Rumlow and the answer for that second question will be revealed soon enough" he says while walking away from the cell, leaving me on the cold hard concrete floor still with my hand restraints on.
~TIME SKIP~
I'm sitting here knowing that there is no way of escaping this hell hole that's when I hear someone approaching.
I saw his arm glinting from white light, and it couldn't be mistaken. Mr Barnes.
"I told you we would see each other again soon" he says with a cunning grin.
"I knew something was off with you, Leave my friend alone or I swear to God that super soldier serum won't be able to save you" I say trying to threaten someone who could literally snap me in half but if that was his intention I'd already be dead they wouldn't keep me alive. Unless it was a trap for Milo. Oh god, Milo I pray u don't come looking for me.
"Your threats don't scare me, I've been through world war two for crying out loud" he starts laughing at me. "Anyways, as soon as we get what we need from you will dispose of you pretty quickly"
He opens up the cell and grabs me by the wrists, dragging me out of the cell. I try to weigh my self down to make it more difficult for him but that made no affect on him, so I stood up in a quick movement and kick him in the balls causing him to loosen his grip on me and bend over. That's when I decided to knee him in the face and try and make a run for it in this maze of a building.
Running through multiple corridors trying to stay out of sight of anyone. But that's when I felt the sharp prick hit my side, I pull out an arrow off my hip and everything started to become dark.
No no no not again, I was so close. The darkness started to engulf my sight as my eyelids became heavier and heavier. The last thing I see before full darkness is the Winter soldier standing over me grinning like the Cheshire cat.
~Time skip~
I wake up to a fist colliding with my face, causing me to be even more disorientated from waking up after being tranquilised.
"Ah nice for you to make an appearance Y/N, we need to ask you a few questions, and if you don't answer well we have a few persuasive methods that might get you talking" Rumlow says while standing next to a table full of tools. knifes, hammers, plyers and more for him to enjoy his twisted little games.
"I won't tell you anything, do your twisted mind games and methods but I will never give you any information"
"Oh is that so, well we will just have to test how far you can go then"
He picks up the knife on the tray and walks over to the chair in the middle of the room to which I am detained in.
He re-opens the cut on my leg from the glass that started to heal.
A blood curdling scream erupts from my lungs and he makes it bigger.
"How about now?"
I look at him with tear filled eyes but determined not to back down. He then makes another cut across the top of my thigh. Blood oozing out as I bit down on my tongue to not to give him the satisfaction of another scream.
He continues slicing up my body in different places, from my legs to my back, to my arms. Muffled screams escaping from my mouth as i try to hold back.
"Well then we do have other ways of means of getting things out of people, GET ME THE SERUM" he shouts over to one of his henchmen at the side.
He opens a container and white smoke falls out from in it, they pull out a syringe and walk over and hand it over to Rumlow. Walking over he says "Now with this you shall become very compliant" smiling sinister at me he injects me with the serum and put me in this torture device. Spikes surround my body and breaks through the skin, I was in so much pain that I could not help but scream. I passed out due to the pain.
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I'm a prisoner in my own body I though, I cant control my self, I tried to lift my arm as I have been taken out of my major restraints with only leg ones on, but I am unable to move the rest of my body.
Milo is now sitting in front of me unconscious, he tried to save me, oh god I wish he didn't now we are both in this mess. He starts to wake up and he makes eye contact at me, unable to say anything to him, all I can do is sit here with a neutral expression on my face.
"TESS, IT'S ME, YOUR GOING TO BE OKAY" Milo exclaims while trying to wiggle free. That's when Rumlow came up behind him and put his hands on his shoulders.
"Who the fuck are you and what are you doing with my best friend you sick fuck?"
"Hello Milo, my name is none of your concern, all you need to worry about is about your pretty little friend here"
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hotchbabygirl · 22 days
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Looking handsome and hot while sitting in the Sex Red Chair. 🔥
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rebar-head · 2 months
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3am kitchen convene!
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acecroft · 6 months
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Jesse: Hello?
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kagooleo · 3 months
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aside from my rice here’s a doodle dump of my timeskip johto kiddos all scribbled during classes! forgot to upload this some time ago but it's a mix of silly doodles, profile studies and outfit ideations 📝
#kagoodles#pokemon gsc#pokemon hgss#rival silver#trainer kris#trainer ethan#trainer lyra#tag wall incoming guys waHA#practicing with profiles is fun but keeping consistency at various angles? hoogh#alright time for more rambling abt these guys (specifically lyra and ethan) for a bit :D#I wanted lyra's champion dress to have a bit more inspo from filipiniana dresses but also retain parts from her sygna suit in pmex!#celebi inspired to honor her role as ilex's shrine protector when her grandparents pass that torch to her#not sure of a specific battle gimmick but it would involve hp recovery and defense/sp def buffing with a mix of lessening critical hits#and then she hits ya with the steel chair equivalent azumarill backed with huge power + belly drum!!!!!!!!! sweep em girl!!!!!!!!!!#silver and lyra would be the last guys you'd face for double battles at the battle tower but Watch Out#what else what else uhhh ETHAN#ethan's revolves around the pokeathlon so he's a bit more showy in competition compared to when he does photography work#he can jump between being a popular pokeathlete to intensely focused on taking wildlife pictures with like. several 'mons surrounding him#very dedicated to his research and study; his friends would find him in crazy phototaking positions just to take a pic of a heracross#i think it'd be funny that ethan and kris are rivals at the pokeathlon they would have some beef (they'd tally wins against each other)#I haven’t forgotten abt everyone else tho I have so much on the mind I wanna draw#maybe I’ll finish some of these doodles for when I feel like working on my neocities but website building is a whole beast in and of itself#but I’ll persevere if the results come out decent >:]
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satans-knitwear · 4 months
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Touch me, tease me ✨🥺
Treat me ~ Tip Me ~ More of me
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youdontjustgiveup · 22 days
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