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coreofgold · 9 months

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Was that [JI LI]? Oh no no, that was just [SHI MEI/SHI MINGJING], a [CANON CHARACTER] from [ERHA/THE HUSKY AND HIS WHITE CAT SHIZUN]. They are [TWENTY-FOUR ] years old, use [HE/HIM], and [ARE NOT] aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. Too bad they can’t stray from this city for long

How long has your character been here Shi Mei thinks he's lived here since he was 8 but he's only been in D.C for a few weeks in actuality.

What is your character’s job He works as a blind travel doctor (like David Hartman), but instead of traveling to places worldwide, his focus is primarily on hospitals and clinics in D.C. that are understaffed and can't afford new doctors.

Where has your character been pulled from in their fandom Points to the end of the current timeline when he freed Chu Wanning, is blind and left as a traveling cultivator that heals all those who need it to atone; That traumatic and sad ending. He's taken from that, so even without his memories, he feels lost, unaccepted in all places and times, wondering why he is the way he is.

Has any magic affected your character It got rid of his memories and replaced it with a whole new life. He was adopted by an American family after being orphaned by his crazy father, killing and eating his mother. The adopted family fell through because they mistreated him, so he ran away and spent his life on the streets (open to found family plots). He already had a weak constitution, so he was weaker in terms of fighting, so he focused on healing and worked his butt off to get into med school and to get his job as a traveling doctor (though it's mostly interning now and working closely with a more experienced one just due to his age). Also, because he lived on the streets, he was used to manipulating others to survive and pave a place in a world that oppressed him (though in this place, instead of him following Hua Binan, Hua Binan is like the voice in the back of his head telling him what to do; Like an evil conscious that wants to survive. Though it's nothing like what happened in the novels; Just lying and playing up his innocence to get money and learn things to bring others down). He regretted everything once he got older, and while trying to atone, an accident occurred (he doesn't remember, but he knows his eyesight/eyes are gone from it a la Xiao Xingchen-like). That didn't stop him from wanting to atone, live a better life, and work as a travel doctor. Because he doesn't remember anything, he is depressed, he's lost, he doesn't know why, but he feels like he has regrets and pain that started centuries ago from a life he doesn't remember.

And any other information you might find useful for us and the other members to know!! Wiki Here Birthday: November 2 Siblings: Mu Yanli (half-sister) Zodiac: Scorpio Species: Half demon/half human Eye Color: Has no eyes/has a white bandage around where his eyes should be Hair Color: Black Scars: Missing eyes, various ones strewn about his body both from his life in ancient China and from being homeless in D.C. (because he did end up getting hurt here as well) Personality: kind-hearted, polite, wanting to reason with people instead of fighting, sweet temper and doesn't hold grudges, mediator, diplomacy and submissive, has a hidden bloodthirsty essence, manipulative, morally dubious Romantic Orientation: homosexual Sexual Orientation: homosexual

I am open to plots so please don’t hesitate to message me for plots and to know about his past !

#hw: intro #cannibalism mention tw #death mention tw #murder mention tw #scars mention tw #injury mention tw #body gore mention tw #for the missing eyes bit #manipulation mention tw #child abuse mention tw #depression tw #If there is more please let me know ! I think these are all the trigger warnings but still

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infcinity · 1 year

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post continued from here bc the new editor sucks :))) @mischiefxmuses

sarra smiled. "I'm glad you're alright, truly," a small laugh left her lips at the others comment - he was right, she wasn't usually as brash, but she'd been worried enough to forgo her usual calm and collected demeanour. "you didn't hurt me, so you have nothing to worry about in that respect, silco - I'm perfectly fine," maybe a little emotionally shaken, but she was fine physically and didn't want him to worry about her too much. "thank you," she smiled, taking the mug, moving her position to face him at a better angle. "I've heard that it's supposed to be lovely, one of the interns took his boyfriend there a few weeks ago - said it was very nice," she smiled. "it does sound wonderful, and different is good, which means it's not something that you're used to," she nodded. "I think I would hate it if it were like that," she did enjoy this city, it had its moments where chaos was thrown at them, but other than those little moments of carnage, it was a peaceful place to live - with no one controlling who she was anymore. sarra placed the mug back in front of her, taking his hands in her own. "sometimes we all must do things to survive," she paused - she'd become complacent to her husband's horrible treatment of their children, too afraid to speak out against him - too conditioned to be the perfect little housewife while failing at her duty as a mother. "you're not that person, that anger doesn't define who you are - your actions here in this city do," she smiled. "we both might have been different people at home, but now here, in this city - we're both better versions of ourselves and that's for the better,"

#sarra || interactions #&& silco #injury mention tw #violence mention tw #long post tw #beta editor #manipulation mention tw

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mcrcki · 2 years

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their plan had been playing over and over in her mind. they had alibis, they had a contingency plan. they were prepared. and yet, there was a voice in the back of leia’s mind, one that laughed at any idea of preparedness. how in the stars could they be prepared for what sidious would do-- they’d gone against him separately, and failed. leia had tried so many times to gain an upper hand, and somehow always ended up backed into a corner. despite any doubts in her mind, her anger spurred her on, this was ending tonight. they would no longer be pawns in his games, the twins would make their stand tonight. no matter what the outcome, leia knew, their fates changed today. a hand reached out to squeeze her brother’s, offering a glance towards luke, a look of reassurance, of support crossing her face. “together.” she nodded once, dropping her brother’s hand before walking through sidious’ front gate.

-- for luke skywalker and sheev palpatine ( @dcpravities | @tragcdysewn )

#dcpravities #tragcdysewn #l. interactions #leia || luke skywalker #leia || sheev palpatine #assassination mention tw #manipulation mention tw #murder mention tw #leaving this a little short #cause we know its gonna get so fucking long

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grcycosmcs · 28 days

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*&* – was that [ fiona palomo ] ? oh no no , that was just [ melody ] , a [ canon character ] from [ ghostbusters ]. they are [ twenty two ] years old , use [ she / her ] , & [ are ] aware that they are not actually from washington dc.

B A S I C S .

dc arrival : december 2018

current occupation : tbd

canon point : up to date

pronouns : she/her

memory status : unaffected

I N F O R M A T I O N .

full name : unknown

nicknames : melody

age : twenty two

birthday : october 3

homeplace : new york city, ny

previous location : the otherside

native language : english

traits : determined, manipulative, intelligent, sarcastic, observational

C A N O N T I D B I T S .

more strictly canon information can be found below.

she died in a tenement fire at the age of sixteen, alongside her entire family.

she remained on earth alone as a ghost for years, unable to move on.

she eventually connected with a young ghostbuster after a long time wandering.

B I O G R A P H Y .

this includes canon information, as well as headcanons. this contains SPOILERS.

melody was raised in new york city, the second born child of parents who migrated from mexico prior to having their four children. she lived a fairly typical life, closer to her siblings than her parents. when she was sixteen, she played with a match that inadvertently caused a fire in her home that killed her & her entire family. remaining as a ghost since , she was the only one who didn't immediately cross over , the guilt from the arson holding her down. eventually however, she made a deal with a deity who gave her hope that she would reunite with her family. all she had to do in return was manipulate a young ghostbuster to free him so he could continue his war on humanity. though she was reluctant to do this, as she came to like the other girl's company in their short amount of time together, she was quite determined to see her loved ones once more. after witnessing the deity's power though, she had a change of heart – lighting her single ghostly match to help the firemaster in his recapture of the creature. this action lead her to the opportunity to move on, so she was able to reunite with her family for a brief time before she showed up here.

A D D I T I O N A L N O T E S .

a lot of her background is left for interpretation so i'll go a little more into depth after an eventual rewatch to see if i missed any details that might contradict my headcanons !

W I K I P A G E

#melody ✧ posts #melody ✧ information #melody ✧ intro #hw: intro #death mention tw #manipulation mention tw #spoilers cw

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spellbcok · 2 months

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" 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐃𝐎 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓. "

Was that [EMMA RIGBY]? Oh no no, that was just [ANASTASIA SCARLET], a [CANON CHARACTER] from [ONCE UPON A TIME IN WONDERLAND]. They are [TWENTY FOUR] years old, use [SHE/HER], and [ARE NOT] aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. Too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.

how long has your character been here?

anastasia has been in dc for two years, has false memory of being here for about 6 months when she was 18.

what is your character's job?

she is the british ambassador.

where has your character been pulled from in their fandom?

i'm pulling her from the end of the show, although at this moment in time she is unaware and in her red queen era.

has any magic affected your character?

yes, by taking away all memories of wonderland and her time before. she does still have her powers, though.

anything else? (murder, manipulation, abuse, death mention, parental issues tw)

you can find more info about anastasia here & on her wiki here.

quick info on anastasia's non-wonderland, unaware life.

after her father left to start his new family when she was 7, ana became her mother's main focus.

controlling would be an understatement, her mother had her hand in every aspect of her life from what she ate to what she was going to be.

at 18, anastasia saw a way out in the form of runaway love. a lawyer who was on vacation took her away from her troubles and promised a life better than the one her mother had planned for her.

naïve and willing to do anything, ana agreed.

this is when she came to dc the first time.

six months later, she came to her senses when his wife came barging in to the apartment he set her up in.

it took that to realize that he was no different than her mother. he had even started to dress her how he deemed appropriate, criticized her every move and kept her locked away. actually, she came to the conclusion that at least her mother's methods still had ana's best interest in mind.

not knowing where else to turn, she went back home & was turned away immediately. her mother didn't want to waste her time with a child as ungrateful as her & turned her attention to her sister.

undeterred, ana decided to take control of her own life.

four years later, and anastasia had excelled every expectation and plan others had for her.

she schmoozed, wined and dined, and did everything in her power to quickly rise the ranks until she was sent to dc's british embassy as an ambassador.

a few months in her return to dc, her former lover recognized her at a party. later he approached her in attempt to rekindle their relationship (although he was still married) then turned to monetary demands when rejected, blackmailing her with their previous affair and framing her as a crazy stalker.

not wanting to risk her career, she agreed to meet the skeevy lawyer and pay him off.

when he tried to get more than money, she threw up her hands and fire balls came from them and he was ashes in a matter of seconds.

that was about a year ago, and she's been practicing and honing this magic she seems to have.

ngl the fireball distracted her so much that murdering the lawyer is but a blip to her. she reacted to the murder quite casually, actually. even covered up the crime by sweeping up his ashes and added them to the fireplace.

she can be quite flamboyant and flippant, and therefore quite unassuming. but she's just playing the long game until she has her magic down and can take over the place.

(and for fun bc i couldn't decide between two quotes, so here's the other) EVERYONE KEEPS UNDERESTIMATING ME. I WAS NOT ALWAYS QUEEN. I KNOW HOW TO GET MY HANDS DIRTY.

+ her @ the white rabbit "promises were made to be broken as were the bones of little bunnies who forget what they have at stake."

to get an idea of her vibe.

wanted connections.

friends (?) : she's demanding and impatient and not very nice, but maybe your muse is too and they can be all those things together.

lawyer's connections : someone who knew the lawyer, the wife, etc. etc. this lawyer is a npc as they are dead & staying dead, but could be fun to explore ppl that might've been connected to them & maybe knew about his affair with her or saw them arguing at that party.

she is vastly different from the girl she was in her first time in dc, but maybe someone who recognizes her? or has an inkling it's her.

romantic ? would not be serious. she has a heart somewhere deep, deep down behind her ambition, but it's not likely to come out any time soon.

political connections , she'll be more civil with these people since their support could benefit her in the long run.

bodyguard, given her position she likely has one.

original characters: anastasia was meant to be based on a mix of red queen & anastasia from cinderella, so in canon she has two sisters. i would love to discuss a possible connection. from the show, anastasia appears to be the least liked of the children and the one her mother was the hardest and most disappointed with (hence going to wonderland for a new life).

#000.anastasia #000.intro #hw: intro #murder mention tw #manipulation mention tw #abuse mention tw #death mention mention tw #parental issues tw #violence tw

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tragcdysewn · 8 months

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was that jenna ortega? oh no no, that was just eveline winters, a canon character from resident evil. they are eighteen years old, use she/her, and are aware that they are not actually from washington dc. too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.

how long has your character been here:

a couple of years at this point

what is your character’s job:

she's a biochem major, and working as a research assistant

where has your character been pulled from in their fandom:

after shadows of rose!

has any magic affected your character:

she was unaware for a hot minute, and only just recently regained her memories of her real life

bonus info:

eveline is a real fucked up little monster, honestly. she was created as a clone of mother miranda's deceased daughter from the mold, in hopes that she would become a vessel for the actual daughter when her physical age matched up with eva's. her aging was advanced, and soon enough she was physically seven years old, and miranda attempted to implant her daughters consciousness into eveline. this didn't work, and miranda discarded her, giving her to her scientists to use as a bioweapon. evie only ever existed in a lab, until she was scheduled to be transferred. she took over the ship they were on, and escaped with her handler, mia winters, who she saw as a mother. they ended up in the dulvey house, and evie indoctrinated the entire family, as well as mia, into her 'family' through her abilities with the mold. years later, she made mia contact her husband to come and find her, so he could become evie's 'father'. ethan did come, but ultimately ended up destroying eveline's physical body. her consciousness continued to exist in the mold, even attacking mia and ethan's daughter rose years later, though rose also managed to escape. evie is honestly v complicated, because she is absolutely violent and insane, but she is also a child. she manipulates and controls people, but out of some sick desire to have a family that's been so warped and twisted by her childhood that she thinks this is the only way anyone will ever love or want her. she has such an intense desire for literally anyone to love her, and she doesn't really understand that this isn't the way to do it. at heart, she is a pretty sweet kid, who would do literally anything for the people she loves, to an unhealthy extent. but she's also somewhat sociopathic, struggles with human emotions, and has the genius level intellect and insane power levels to make those traits incredibly dangerous.

#( && old intro )#death mention tw #manipulation mention tw

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rie-092 · 2 months

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DEAREST ADVISOR.

❥. yandere! emperor x advisor! reader

• liam luwelton was one of the most famous emperor on the history of lobelia empire. while he was praised for being a good and powerful ruler. he was also famous for being a womanizer who hook up with so many girls yet, he didn't even chosen any of them to be his empress.

• don't blame him, he likes having fun. but he hates when he got attached or tied to something that will hinder him. he was only doing this for his own entertainment after all. no one stayed on his side for so long anyways, well maybe except to the captain of his imperial knights, warren, his childhood friend.

• that was the main reason why he became surprised when warren's younger sister, you, became his advisor. the most amusing part was warren is the one who recommended you. hmm, it seemed like your brother doesn't even care about the fact that liam's mother, the previous empress, fired all the female servants after knowing her son's tendencies to, uhm... seduce them.

• that was the main reason why he was excited to finally meet you. the famous sister of his friend. he wanted to know how long will it take for you to became smitten and obsessed with him? ahh, just thinking about it makes liam so excited.

• but you were fucking different that he expected. who in the hell is in the right mind to greet the emperor for the first time while wearing a damn pyjamas? what the fuck? as far as he knew, you were the damn daughter of a duke. so, what in the hell was wrong with your fashion sense?

• well, keeping your fuvked up fashion aside. you were indeed good at your job. even though you can be pretty hard headed sometimes, you were able to carry yourself with so much confidence and boy, oh boy. he likes it so much.

• maybe, that time when he basically threaten you to wear an appropriate dress to attend a certain banquet with him. was the time when he realized that he fucked up. yeah, his motto that 'no string attached' crumbled down as he saw your annoyed face when the maids' dressed you up with the most elegant dress that he gifted for you. and the fact that you got drunk that night and mumbled some cute nonsense didn't helped either. fuck. the main reason why he got you drunk anyways is to fuck you. but damn, he can't bring himself to do it since you looked so cute while clinging to him for support!

• as a yandere, liam was overbearing and posessive. gosh, this guy is unhinged and practically crazy. he's an emperor for the petesake! he killed his siblings to ascend to the throne. so don't expect that he's a nice guy!

• those times that he escaped the palace just to go outside and hook up with girls? yup, he stopped doing that for you. expect that while working, his eyes were focused on your every move. you talk to other guy other than him and warren? expect that he will be fired the next day. and why is that? well, it's your fault.

• he was now fine with you working in your pyjamas, you're so cute wearing that after all! but, in exchange he will increase your workload 10x because he knew that you always goes home after finishing your work, he just wants to spend the whole day with you!

• don't even think of quiting, darling. because liam will not let you to do so. unfortunately, he was able to wrap his pretty fingers around you with you being unaware of it. ahh, he just loves how clueless you are when liam fired all the male servants on his palace and replaced it with the female ones to make sure they you won't be able to flirt with them while working.

• all in all, liam is head over heels for you. he wants you for himself to the point that he spread the rumour about you being the next empress of the prestigious lobelia empire. just to shackle you by his side.

• but of course, your usual playful older brother doesn't like it at all. so be ready, because just like a prince on the fantasy stories that the two of you read before. he will do anything to save you, his precious little sister even if it means he needs to burn down the whole empire and kill liam for you. i mean, when you were a kid, you mentioned that you wanted to be a ruler. so just sit back and let your big brother, warren do the work <3.

“ our love comes first, everything is secondary.”

#yandere #yandere x reader #platonic yandere x reader #tw.yandere #tw.dark content #yandere x y/n #yandere headcanons #yandere imagines #platonic yandere #imagines #tw. curse #tw. violence #tw. dark content #tw. manipulation #tw. isolation #tw. obsession #tw. mention of killing.

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dcmonprncss-a · 2 years

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@fernbodied said: 3, 4, 5, 15, 23

*: ･ﾟ✧ 90 loaded questions / interview the muse. | Accepting

3. Would you prefer to be manipulated or to be the manipulator?

"As much I wouldn't want to, I would prefer to be the manipulator. It's...not a good feeling once you realize that you've been taken advantage of."

4. What is something someone always tells you to do more of?

"I've been told to 'smile more' a lot."

5. What is something someone always tells you to do less of?

"In short, to hold less grudges. That I should 'let bygones be bygones' and move on. What I'm getting is that I should just...forget about what led to that grudge in the first place and just move on as if nothing happened...move on as if everything's fine." Marsha took in a breath. "It's pisses me off when people are trying to force me into forgiveness when I'm not even ready."

15. How often do your admit you were wrong?

"Not that often."

23. What is the most interesting white lie you’ve told?

"...I'm not sure if this would be interesting but ever since I was seven, after being sent to my room because something I did made him angry, my dad would come in with his 'sorries' and he would ask me 'you know I still love you, right'. I told him that I knew but I was lying. I just said that because I assumed that's what he wanted to hear from me. At that point, I wasn't so sure about his love for me."

#[ 🌳 ] answers.#[ 🌳 ] ic.#[ 📖 ] the demon princess.#fernbodied #manipulation mention tw #child abuse mention tw

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lcngliive · 1 month

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@tragcdysewn asked: kaltain: they're a 10, but... they had to learn to be a girl's girl the hard way

'the past can't be changed, you can't blame me for the choices I was manipulated to make - the only thing now is to look to the future,'

#kaltain || interactions #kaltain || answered memes #m #manipulation mention tw

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biblicphile-old · 2 years

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Anonymous said: Would you prefer to be manipulated or to be the manipulator? (for marsha)

90 loaded questions/interview the muse | Accepting

"If I had the choice...it would be neither. I know what it's like to be manipulated. I wouldn't want to put anyone else through that. But if I had no other choice...I'd become the manipulator. At least I'm not the one being played."

#[ 📚 ] answers.#[ 📚 ] ic.#[ 🌳 ] the demon princess.#anonymous #manipulation mention tw

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lgbtiwtv · 1 year

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god. god. the significance of the diary pages about claudia’s assault being torn out raggedly by Louis, clearly in a fit of guilt and anguish and trauma, vs the diary pages about louis mourning lestat and regretting killing him being removed with surgical control and precision. by armand. this wasn’t a heat of the moment action it was deliberate and calculated and I can’t stop thinking about it

#I’m SICK I tell you SICK over this #how much of Louis memory and life has he been controlling all these years??!!!!#louis already has repressed memories due to depression and trauma and now THIS??? Armand’s very very careful and constant control?#and manipulation of the truth? of not only Louis’ recollections but of Claudia’s??????? GOD #I can’t fucking wait for season 2 rashidmand judgement day WILL be upon you #and my god......the idea that louis asked for some aspect of this??? my heart is broken i'm crying tears of blood....#do I know if this is true? no. do I think armand is controlling everything? no…but I also think it’s part of it all #iwtv spoilers #iwtv #amc iwtv spoilers #interview with the vampire #the vampire armand #louis de pointe du lac #m watches iwtv #tw assault #tw assault mention

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fzrticv · 2 years

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Someway, Somehow - Fizzarolli found his way home, or Ozzie Penthouse. Whatever they is supposed to call it now.

Tear stained cheeks, from red eyes to ruined make up - they never looked worse. Not cried but fallen tears - they can’t even remember when the last time this had happened, not counting the good ones.

Stepping inside, their glad to find the Lust Prince not yet to be home, not wanting to face him right now - they couldn’t avoid it forever they know and they also had no alternative place to turn too either. So for now,they take that until the sins return.

Mammon’s words with Asemdous voice still stuck in their head, some might worth poundering over but not, not today or the next days. Not with his voice. It is bad engouh that they agree with him to some extened, if it was truly them who agreed or just - the years working under him is ahnohter question.

And may the not want to face Asemodus right now, they didn’t wanted to be alone either but it not like they had anybody. Their alone.

Walking into the kitchen, the gripped one of the citrus and just, bite into it, jsut to get their head to focus on something else for now.

Its fine, it always end up like that,their used to it. Few days will go by and everbody will act like nothing happened

Who are they to expect this good times to stay?

#.Fizzarolli ♠﹙ic.﹚#// opo made a drabble and so did I #their kinda numb right now #whee pain #manipulation mention tw

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radio-writes · 29 days

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Hi, will u do a human alastor x side mistress reader, so basically he has a wife, but he doesn't really love her, so when he's on the air he has sex with his side mistress in the radio tower. His side mistress knows he's a serial killer, by the way. You don't have to do this if u don't want to. I love ur fics.

By the Gold Ring on His Hand

Synopsis: He loved you and only you. You were his to cherish, to adore, to worship. Sweet words he whispered softy, promisingly, into your ear. Sweet words he also whispered softly to his wife.

Warnings: smut, oral (m receiving), mentions of murder, heavy manipulation, cheating

Tags: human!alastor, alastor x reader, gn!reader, reader is the other wo/man

MDNI

You've always revered Alastor.

You were entranced by the way his smile never broke. The way he seemed to take control of any situation he was put in. The he always managed to just charm the socks off of anyone he's ever met.

You loved the way he made little corny jokes. You loved the way he danced—barely drunk from the bottles of rye he downed.

And oh, did you love the way he spoke.

You could listen to him all day on the radio, just absolutely smitten and melting where you stood.

The one thing you didn't love about Alastor—the one thing you despised, really—was his wife.

That naive little thing. So meek, so quiet. You always hated the way she would cling onto his arm at parties. Loathed the way she'd shyly smile at everyone, including you.

There was just no way that delicate stupid girl could satisfy someone like Alastor.

Alastor needed, deserved, a real partner. One that had enough of a spine not to be stepped on, at the very least.

Your fingers twitched, aching to touch him more; to caress his thighs that perfectly framed your head. You wanted to feel him beneath you, reassure your heart that he was here with you.

You groaned as your longing was denied. You felt Alastor press his shoes harder against your hands, pinning your palms to the floor. The fingers in your hair tightened their grip, guiding you more strictly down his cock.

It was enough to cheer you up a little. Although your touch was declined, the little vibrations your sounds made clearly still had an effect on him. You felt a little proud knowing something as small as you moaning around him pleasured the hefty cock in your mouth.

The reality was far more bitter, though. Not that Alastor would ever let you know that.

Truth be told his grip was a warning. He had explicitly told you to be quiet, to keep your hands to yourself. But you seemed to be so adamant on testing his patience today, as you were refusing to do both.

Alastor's smile strained just a tad bit more in annoyance as he spoke into the microphone. "Hate to finish up the broadcast with some sour news, but someone's gotta keep you lovely folks up to date!"

You continued to bob your head between his legs, hidden from the rest of crew by the control panel. You made sure to drag the flat of your tongue over the under side of Alastor's dick each every time you lowered your mouth to his crotch. If your ministrations did anything for him, you couldn't really tell.

His voice was perfect, not a tone out of place as he continued his broadcast. You've never seen a man so well put together while having someone's mouth serve them so reverently.

"Seems the coppers found a couple more for the good old wooden kimonos last night. Grizzly sight it was—so I heard. Hate to be the ones to dig those poor souls out."

Even though he was the one to put them there in the first place, you suppressed a laugh. Not that you were complaining, though. It was part of how you and Alastor finally got together, after all.

Alastor finished up his broadcast, and you continued your slow little prayer on your knees. He waved his staff away when they tried to approach, simply sending them off with a friendly jest that he'd meet them at the bar after he cleaned up his work station.

It was only when the lock clicked behind his crew did Alastor finally acknowledge you. His lovely smile was intact, but you could tell his mood was a little soured by the way his brown eyes narrowed at you from behind his glasses.

The hand gripping your hair pulled you off his cock, a pathetic whine escaping your lips as he did so.

Alastor tried to ignore the—rather off putting—sight of a thin string of fluids connecting your mouth to the head of his dick. He bent down closer to you, keeping his gaze locked on yours.

"My dear, I thought I told you to be quiet while I worked." His voice was as sweet as ever.

You chuckled lightly, you wanted to move your hands to cup his cheek, bring him even closer to you. Perhaps even for a kiss to lift his seemingly bad mood.

The moment Alastor so much as felt your fingers twitch, he stepped harder on your hands again, keeping them pinned to the floor and away from him.

You opted to shrug your shoulders sheepishly instead. "I may have gotten carried away," You responded coyly "You just taste so good."

Alastor did his best not to cringe, choosing to tighten his smile. Ah, you were in one of your moods again, he thought.

"Then why don't you go ahead and have your fill of me now." His hand left the back of your head, resting instead on the sides of his chair as he leaned back. The gold band on his ring finger momentarily caught the light and drew your attention to it.

Your chest tightened just the slightest bit. You absolutely hated the reminder that Alastor wasn't fully yours. That he'd still go home to his stupid wife at the end of the day.

But not for long, at least that's what Alastor had promised you. And not right now.

You ran your tongue along the thick vein of his cock, from the bottom, up its shaft, and smiled at the sight of his hips bucking up to your touch.

"In your mouth now again, darling." It didn't sound like a request, but you obeyed faithfully anyway. You were rewarded with a soft sigh as you welcomed him back in your warm mouth.

You'd bet your job that his sweet little wife never pleased him like this. Skittish thing like that would probably run at the thought of putting her lips on a hard dick.

Well, her loss is your gain.

You were so far gone in your own head that you hadn't even noticed Alastor wasn't looking at you.

No, instead his head craned towards the ceiling of his studio, eyes closed and tired.

He was trying to focus on the physical sensations you brought him, not that he had much of an interest in it in the first place, but he tried hard to concentrate. All he had to do was finish, and he could finally leave. Leave you here with some sweet promises, and not have to deal with your disgustingly loving gaze on him until maybe his next shift on Monday.

Not that spending time with his wife at home felt any more appealing.

He pushed the thoughts away, willing his mind to stay on you instead. He thought he can finish, at least he could feel the bottom of his gut tightening just a tiny fair bit.

He focused on the way your tongue felt as it swirled around him. How your lips stretched so softly to fit his shaft. How you practically drooled over his cock. How you—

You were noisier now that you knew you were alone, and it wasn't doing Alastor any favors. A rather loud moan cutting through his mind and it almost made the coil in his gut loosen completely, his shoulders tensing instead.

No, no this just wouldn't do. He had much more interesting plans tonight than to sit there and buy your silence with his cock.

His hand reached out once more, much less gentle than it was before. With less grace and care, Alastor's hand rested on the back of your neck, before harshly pushing you down as he bucked his hips up.

Your eyes were wide, a surge of panic filled you at the suddenness of the sensation. His dick hit the back of your throat and you tried to pull back immediately.

Alastor's other hand came up to the back of your head to push you back down. Your nose pressed firmly to his skin as his cock pushed past your throat.

Your arms strained as you tried to use your hands to push him away, but Alastor merely stepped on your fingers harsher to get you to stay.

"Ah, fuck, darling. Stay like that. Oh that's lovely." You thought you heard him say.

He was finally looking down at you. The way you heaved as you choked on him. The way your body spasmed to get away. The way panic filled your pretty tearful eyes.

Your throat tightening around him as you tried desperately to breathe felt miles better than whatever you were trying to do before, and it was exactly what he needed.

"Finally," He breathed out softly, almost in a moan, feeling the coil in his gut finally snap. He pressed you down, just the tiniest bit more and you felt his warm seed flow down your willing throat.

"There we go, dear." Alastor's harsh grip in your hair loosened, slowly petting through your locks. The hand on your neck remained, locking you in and rendering you unable to pull free.

Your eyes flickered up to him, part of you ready to beg for mercy, but one sight of his dazed smile made you pliant. Your body relaxed into his touch, simply letting him ride his high out with your bruised throat.

He must have just gotten carried away, that's all. Simply something new he never got to do with his stupid wife.

You felt his softening dick slowly pull out of you, his shaft dragging across your tongue and you finally pulled free with a choked gasp of air.

A gentle hand tipped your face back to meet Alastor's before you could be too dramatic. He pressed a gentle, chaste, kiss to the corner of your lips to calm you.

"You'll have to forgive me, my dear. Your body just makes me feel far too good—just couldn't hold back." The charm practically oozed from his smooth tongue.

Your gaze softened immediately. Your hands, now free from beneath his feet, made their way to his cheeks but he easily pulled back.

Really, what on earth made you think he'd let you touch him with filthy hands. Had you forgotten he'd been stepping on them this entire time? Kind of rude, if you'd ask him.

Not that any of those thoughts showed when Alastor simply, gently, helped you up to your feet by your elbow.

"Always so good to me, my dear. How I got so lucky to have a divine thing like you service me, I'd never know." He stood up with you, part of him did enjoy it whenever he got to look down on you in a more literal sense.

He pressed his body against yours, arms on the control panel behind you as he caged you in. His lips barely grazed your ears as he continued his sweet, sweet, praises. "Why couldn't you have shown up sooner, dear? I would have had it all."

You placed your hand on his chest, failing to notice the way he flinched at the touch. "You still could, you know? All you have to do is leave that naive little thing and I could give you this every night." Your voice was low, seductive, alluring.

Alastor held back an annoyed groan. This again. His eyes rolled, not that you could see it with his head nuzzling against your shoulder.

"We both know I treat you so much better." You continued, hand trailing up to scratch at the hair at the bottom of his neck. "And I'd never hold you back from that little hobby of yours either."

He chuckled at that, you could feel his lips at the base of your neck. "My dear, we've been through this." His kisses were soft, gentle, barely touching you, just like how he preferred it. "You don't have to feel so threatened by her, it's you that I want."

"Then why don't you—"

A gasp passed your lips.

"Leave her?" Alastor continued your sentence when you couldn't. His warm tongue licked over the reddened skin he bit. "I will, my dear, I will. Things are just a bit complicated at the moment."

More complicated than you knew, really.

He couldn't leave his wife because her dad was a big boss of his station. His ass would be out on the streets in minutes if he ever hurt that shy doll.

But he couldn't just kill you either. Not when your dad was the town sheriff.

He was lucky you were so obsessed with him that fucking you once in a while was enough to keep your pretty little mouth shut.

Honestly, just fuck the day you caught him slicing that man's flesh. That scum was hardly worth all the trouble he now has to go through.

"But I'm working on it." Alastor promised as he finally pulled away from you.

You gazed up into his warm, honest eyes. You adored the way he towered over you, really. It's like you fit together so perfectly—like puzzle pieces, was it? Was that how that cheesy line went.

"And then we can be together?" Your palms move to cup his face, and Alastor caught them on instinct before they could.

But you didn't notice, not when he corrected his actions so smoothly by pressing his lips to your knuckles instead—he tried his best to ignore how filthy they are, just to hide his mistake. "Of course, darling. In fact, I think I can work things out by tonight."

Your father was going to be alone at the station.

Your eyes lit up. "Really?"

"Yes, my dear. Soon all of this hiding and sneaking around will be a thing of the past." He said, almost with the same amount of excitement as you.

He couldn't wait to toss your body in a ditch next to your old man's corpse.

"But I musn't be late"

He'll miss his chance to slit your father's throat if he lingered any longer.

"Soon you wouldn't have to be jealous of my wife, dear."

After all, the dead don't envy do they?

Alastor willed himself to humor you one last time, pressing his lips to yours before he bid you a good night.

He couldn't have rushed out that door any faster.

Who would have known trying to keep his cover would have eaten up so much of his time? He barely had any left to do the very act he was even trying to cover for.

Honestly, how troublesome.

But no matter, no matter.

He glanced back at the station. He could vaguely see your lovestruck figure through the window. He watched amusedly as you pathetically held your fingers to your lips, absolutely lost on cloud nine.

It won't be long until he was rid of you, and that fact was enough to lift his sour mood.

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