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multifandomgurl · 2 years

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Sneaky Alpha

This is a part of the Alpha series.

A/N- This man literally steals my heart every time I write for him. Help.I’m sorry for my grammar mistakes, my main language isn’t English.

Request from- @mxrsviper I really hope you like it, honey <3

Warnings- daddy kink, dom/sub, smut, fingering, oral (male receiving ) , praise kink

Summary- Reader has been with the Chris’ squad for 2 years now and Chris is slowly loosing control over her. He is so touch starved that he can’t help but find himself touching her in the middle of their workout sessions.

The desire to belong somewhere. To be ruled by someone, to put order in your life, to help people or in other words , to save the world. This is something you had seen and wanted from your father since you were little. But the most important was the trauma you went through. Your mother died when you were very young, and you were so enamored of your father that saving people like him was just amazing for you to wear the gorgeous matte and black yet stylish outfits he wore. After your father died in an office where he served, all you had left of him was to do the things he did, which was actually what you wanted since you were little.

Your father worked in many places, but he was not always successful. Either he was fired or his life was put at great risk, as in the last assignment. You didn't stay in one place too long because you didn't want the same thing to happen to you. But you finally found the place where you wanted to stop. The day you went on vacation with your friends was like a dungeon again. People were running around, shouting and not stopping. At that moment, you remembered what your father did. What you wanted. That's when it hit you. Now was your turn.

After you let the people calm down for a while, you took them to a safe place, and a few hours later , the supervisiors arrived, which you would have never guessed would change your life. The friendliest of them all, Emily, codename Tundra, worked hard to get you into the Hound Wolf Squad. Apparently their leader didn't immediately fully trust a person, but the others in the group instantly warmed up to you and formally begged their leader - Chris - to join the group. You were content with a few things you got from your father, although you didn't have much ingenuity. You were someone who knew how to use a gun, how to use a knife, and how to be serious when appropriate. Chris was looking for just such a person. Although the man couldn't quite make up his mind right away, he eventually gave up and after a little practice, he realized that you were reliable and recruited you to his team.

Your courage, your reliability, your seriousness when appropriate, your funny jokes, your beauty seemed to had fascinated him. He never told you that he noticed these in you, but even though the serious expression on his face was hanging on, you could notice that those eyes were shining when he looked at you.

You had another exercise that day, and you rushed out of your dorm room so you wouldn't be late. Frankly, you were a little afraid of Chris. Maybe there was a soft disposition under his angry expression, but still you tried your best. The man's gaze on you was too obvious to ignore. Sometimes you wondered if the others were noticing it, too. You wanted to ask Emily this, but you thought it wouldn't be appropriate, so you dismissed the idea.

“Y/N focus. “ You were snapped out of your thoughts by Chris' harsh tone and immediately shook yourself off and continued your workout. You had to work even harder that day because you were going on a new missions a few days later. Chris said that this task was not easy at all, and he emphatically recommended that you renew your energy. As if that was very possible because of him. “Yes, sir. I'm sorry. “

You had decided to warm up a bit before moving on to another exercise machine. After completing your warm-up by taking deep breaths, you went to the dumbbells and took the one that suits you. “ You have to take it right, Y/N or you'll hurt yourself. “As Chris spoke, you lifted your face from the dumbbell and looked at the man in front of you. Sometimes you wanted to erase that knowledgable expression on his face, and sometimes you would curse yourself for helping you and thinking about it. The man just wanted to help. He was helping you the most, or that was another matter, of course.

“ Here, let me show you. Bend down on a squat position. “ You did what he said. He took the dumbbells in his hand without any difficulty and went behind you and stretched your arms to both sides. “Just take one, now. “ You staggered with the weight of the dumbbell in your hand, but you managed to stay stable again. “ Now this one. “ When you took them both in your hands and stretched out in front of you, he hit you on the shoulder. He stepped forward to see how you were doing. This was a position that you struggled with, but did not stop working in even though you were struggling. It might had looked easy when Chris was doing it, but it wasn't easy when you were doing it. Gritting your teeth, you pulled the dumbbells up. You suddenly threw the dumbbell to the ground and groaned in pain, as the pain came from the muscle in your right arm. “ You haven't fully healed, huh? What did I tell you, Y/N? I told you- “ “ You told me to do this one after I healed completely, sir. Yeah I know. I'm sorry. “

“ Stop saying sorry and drop it. You can do it another time. “ You nooded your head and slowly lowered the dumbbell in your other hand to the floor, not like the other one. Since you injured your right arm in the last mission, your arm was continuing to hurt and cramps excruciatingly. You, on the other hand, continued without heeding it, but this did not escape the leader's notice. Nothing escaped his notice.

“ Come here. I'll show you what else you can do. “After following him into the middle of the room you pulled back a little when you saw him picking up his boxing gloves. How did he expect you to hit him? After he handed you the gloves, he slipped the thick sheets over his fingers and clapped hands together. “ Since you're sensitive on your right hand, I figured you might do something like this. It's just a practice to see how you're doing with it in case something happens on a mission. You can get wounded or worse. “ He was right, but you've never hit a big body like him until now.

“ How is she even supposed to hit you, boss? You're basically a rock. “ You and the other members laughed at this thing from your team, but Chris just rolled his eyes. “ You keep going, Y/N. “

You took a deep breath and took one last look at the burly man in front of you and swung your solid arm at him. When he pulled back, it caused you to stumble forward. You did not give up and continued. Every time you swung an arm, he would either back off or let you hit him. That stupid grin on his face never ceased. You already knew you had done something wrong the last time you swung your arm at him because instead of hitting his arm, your arm was somehow aiming for his nose. The man staggered back in pain and dropped the sheets he was holding onto the floor, clutching his nose. The other members were not alarmed at all, smiling at you, watching with curiosity what would be his next step. They had a reason to laugh. They knew their leader very well.

“ S-Sir I'm sorry, I didn't mean to- ” Before you could even get close to him and see what's wrong, he grabbed your waist and pulled you towards him, quickly laying you down hard. The members' laughter sounded from his side. Again, you managed to be disgraced in front of Alpha. Once again, you realized that it was difficult to beat him. You groaned in pain as you fell hard to the ground, and you tried to get up, but you couldn't succeed. Chris came to your head and bowed.

“ Don't ever let your guard down, girl, understand? “ You looked angrily and took his outstretched hand, letting him lift you. But he didn't know you had a game too. When he least expected it, you moved your elbow to the most sensitive part of his stomach. He pulled back and squirmed so you quickly jumped on top of him and sat on his stomach. You didn't actually plan this now. It had been your dream for a long time to knock the man down. Knock him down, sit on him, and touch his shield swelling. It was something that would have been the last if no one had been there at that very moment. “ I'm sorry, Chris but I had to. “ You snickered, winked. Just as you were about to get up, he grabbed your waist and knocked you down again with the same intensity as he had just done. He didn't hold his arms on you, put them on either side of you and tried to get support from there. “ Sorry, Y/N but I had to. “He never knew the effect hehad on you. How much you wanted to touch him, to take his face in your hands and press your lips to his.

If there was one thing you didn't know, it was that Chris felt the same way. The man hadn't interfered with you much until now, his hands were always at his sides, either waiting for you to touch him or just standing there doing nothing. You couldn't help but stare when you saw how his swelling was swelling up when he was on top of you. It was noticeable, you had to admit. He got up without saying a word and quickly walked out the exit door. The door slammed shut behind him and you just stood there and watched him go.

“Well, that was weird. “ said Emily. She came up to you and grabbed you by the arms. After thanking her, you decided to leave the room and take a shower. This gravitational pull between you had suffocated you enough and you needed some relief.

You entered the shower area of the room and slowly began to take off your clothes. Your face was still red from the fact that you were facing Chris. The pain between your legs wasn't helping much either. Even if you tried to erase that moment from your mind, you could not succeed. His muscular body above you made you let go. Touching those muscles, his body and kissing him madly. You jumped when the door suddenly opened. When you turned around naked, you saw Alpha standing there with her dick swollen and his eyes wide. You took a step back and stopped. He walked slowly towards you, didn't say anything, just grabbed your waist and pressed you against him. You could now feel the cock between your legs.

“ Do you even realize what you do to me? “ he said at last. You shook your head no, waiting for him to speak. “ I've been waiting for you to come to me, to touch me. Oh yeah I've waited for you for so long. “ When you heard what the Leader said, you couldn't believe it. You didn't want to believe it. All this time, you had always been chasing him, doing what he wanted, being at his disposal, and didn't you realize that he wanted you? “ You didn't give me sign. I- " " I didn't give you a sign? Here.” He took your hand in his big ones and brought it to his swelling. “ Isn't that enough for you? “

“ C-Chris, I don't know what to say. “

“ Don't say anything, baby. Just let me touch you. Please “ The man closed his eyes in pain. He wanted you to touch him so much that he almost exploded there. No, you were never idle to your leader. Someone would have to be a fool not to see his charm. You did everything in your power to make him appreciate you, to praise you. You knew that when he praised you, the twitching and the pain between your legs increased. You've wanted him for a long time.

“ I've waited for you too, Sir. “ He chuckled and placed a kiss on your forehead. You brought your hand, still above the swelling, up a little and lowered the zipper. You knelt down and unfastened his belt in slow motions, as if tormenting him. You couldn't believe your eyes when you eagerly pulled down his pants with his boxer. It was bigger than you thought. “ Take it like a good girl, Y/N. come on. “ You nodded and brought your hands to his cock and picked it up. How big it was in your little hands, and it was so swollen.

You put your mouth to the tip, started sucking, and occasionally gave small kisses. When you felt ready, you opened your mouth and took it in your mouth. The veins on his cock that was in your mouth were pulsing and he was almost begging to come.

“ Oh shit. Yes Y/N , keep going. That's a good girl. “ You groaned against it without removing the bigness inside your mouth. The vibration just hit his dick and he snarled. “ Fuck doll, you're doing so good for me. “ You didn't take your mouth off him once. You continued to suck. The saliva that accumulated in your mouth began to flow down your chin and bother you. You didn't care. You sighed and took a deep breath when you knew from the trembling legs that Chris was going to ejaculate. Chris pulled the wet hair out of your way.

“ Come here, little one. Let me pleasure you. “You stood up and let Chris pick you up and sit you on the sink. “ Do you allow me? “ You nodded, but that wasn't enough for Chris. “Speak up, girl. Let me hear you. “ “Y-Yes sir. Please touch me. “ He pulled his trousers down, took it off at his ankles, and threw it across a room. “ Ass up. “ You watched with great impatience as you lifted your hips a little higher and pulled off your panties. You needed those fingers right in that moment. You brought your hands to his and pressed into your warmth. “Please Sir. “

“ Please what, Y/N? ”

“ Please touch me sir. “

“What's my name, little one? come on. You can do better than Sir. I know it “ Even though there were many names you made up for him, you knew a name that suited him very well. It was a name that portrayed his dominance. “ Please daddy. Please touch me daddy, please. He pressed his lips to yours, leaned over and unable wait any longer. His kiss wasn't soft, but rather hasty and sensual, as if he was now taking his pain out because he hadn't touched you in a long time.

He held his middle finger right to your hole. You pushed your hips up against him, as if wanting more. “ Shhh baby. It's okay. Be patient. “ No, you couldn't be patient. You couldn't be patient with that man's finger right in your hole. You wanted more, so you were impatient. You wanted him too much. insanely. “ No daddy please, I want it now. “ you said, pursing your lips. Chris let out a curse under his breath and slowly inserted his finger, afraid to hurt you. He was so different from the other men that his fingers were huge, almost filling you. But he knew you couldn't be satisfied with just one finger. Your moans increased as he started move his finger back and forth, and you turned your head towards the chest of the big man who was now right next to you. You laid your head on him. Your hands did not stay in one place. Going a little further, poking his muscles from under his shirt, you lifted his shirt halfway up and planted kisses.

“Daddy I'm gonna cum. “

“Go on baby. Cum for me. Cum for daddy. “ You came hard after those sexy and flattering words. Chris took his fingers away from you, brought them directly to his cock, pumped a little, then rubbed up and down your clit to prepare you. It felt so good that you closed your eyes and focused only on the moment. “ Open your eyes and look at me. “ You have opened your eyes to your command. You looked down and realized that Chris was right in your hole, trying to get inside. He didn't need to be so gentle. You wanted him to break you. “ C-Chris please. Don't tease me. “As you said that, he rushed inside of you, you both groaned at the same time and threw your head back. He placed kisses on your open neck and moved towards your mouth, pressing his lips to yours. Although his tides were slow at first, he later began to increase his speed.

“ You're so tight, babygirl. But your pussy was totally made for me, right? You're daddy's girl, right baby. “ You nodded enthusiastically. The man's size was better than you had imagined, it felt better. You were ecstatic, and the only sound in the room could be your bodies colliding, your moans, and the occasional growls of Chris. You were getting horny with his voice.

“ Are you close, little one? Yeah you're close. I know babygirl. You're doing so good. “

You were delirious with pleasure as he praised you. You brought your hands behind his hips, causing him to press himself harder on you. Chris must have realized this because he sped up even faster, pushing himself back even further and quickly reentering. While he was continuing this, it was very soon for both of you to have your orgasms.

“ I'm close. Are you? “ he asked breathlessly. “Yes Sir I'm about to cum. Please make me cum. “ He came out one last time, shoved it back in, then groaned loudly. You both ejaculated at the same time. He poured his milk into you and came out. Despite you being terribly sweaty, he pressed his forehead to yours to breathe, placing his hands on your hips and staying like that for a while, until a door knock.

“Hey Y/N, you there? We have to talk. “After hearing the voice, you broke up immediately. With your legs trembling, you put on your sweaty clothes that you had taken off to take a shower, albeit with difficulty, and turned to Chris. “ So…”

“ I was serious of what I had said earlier, Y/N. I really wanted you and I want you. ” “ I know. I want you too, Chris. “ He laughed and after kissing your lips for the last time, he stepped into one of the shower stalls and watched you leave.

Yes, Chris really wanted you for a long time, and seeing you and not being able to touch you was making him horny. Every time he looked at you, ignoring that swelling caused him to curse himself. It was too bad for him to be on the same team and not be able to declare his love for you, but now he knew that at least you wanted him. The feelings were mutual.

With a sigh of relief, he eft the room and entered the men's shower area. He was stunned by what he saw.

“ Well Captain. Looks like you have a thing for that girl after all,huh? “

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grisailledreams · 1 year

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Are ya ready for some Bug Horror?

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nadare-writer · 2 years

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Chapters: 2/3 Fandom: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ethan Winters/Mia Winters, Karl Heisenberg/Ethan Winters Characters: Ethan Winters, Mia Winters, Karl Heisenberg, Chris Redfield, Rosemary Winters (Resident Evil), Mother Miranda (Resident Evil) Additional Tags: Game: Resident Evil 8 | VILLAGE, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Ending, Color Blindness, Mental Link, Bisexuality, Ethan Winters Accepts Karl Heisenberg's Deal, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Team Up, BAMF Ethan Winters, Karl Heisenberg Lives, Canon-Typical Violence, Weekly Updates Summary: With the Baker House incident firmly behind him, Ethan looks forward to a peaceful life despite knowing he has another soulmate somewhere in the world beyond Mia. When Mother Miranda strikes, taking what is near and dear to him, Ethan will soon find out what he's been missing and discover the truth about himself at the same time.

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rippersz · 2 months

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𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆'𝒔 𝑨 𝑫𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎

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Larissa Weems x Reader x Alcina Dimitrescu (NSFW; Double Penetration; Lewd Language; BDSM; Mommy Kink; Breeding; G!P)

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It’s too much.

It’s way too much.

Too much touching, too much pleasure, too much passion.

It’s all warm bodies, panting breaths, deep growls, small whimpers, and so much heat that you feel faint with it. They have you stuck in between, held up and hovering over thick thighs while two sets of strong hips alternate powerful thrusts. In and out. In and out. In… out… Easy and light for the two of them as sharp nails leave deep indents in the flesh of your ass, clenching and unclenching. She shoulders most of the weight, the taller of your two lovers, while she takes her fill. Insatiable and dark. Hard, fast, and rough. There’s grunts that pour past your ear and fan against the sensitive skin of your neck, creating the most precious addictive harmony as she scrapes razor-sharp fangs along the soft flesh of your trapezius. Skirting around the very edge of pain. She knows you fear it. She knows you’re waiting. Fortunately, she’s already made up her mind. The feeding will be for another night- or perhaps later, when you’re passed out on the bed between them, plugged to keep the warmth of their cum from spilling out of your pretty body. She’s unbelievably excited about that if the flex of her hips and strong steady hold is anything to go by. It’s a sweet gesture in the long run, keeping you in place so that the woman in front of you, grasping onto your lower thighs, can have an easier time using you for pleasure.

And she is. Absolutely.

Larissa’s porcelain skin is flushed pink with desire, spreading all the way down to the milky expanse of her bare chest. She’s huffing, her beautiful red lips parted with a sense of disbelief while her eyes, blown dark with an appreciative pupil, lock themselves onto the sensitive place where your bodies meet. She studies your venus mound, the soft curls wetted by your desire, and licks her lips without thought while you watch the hypnotizing roll of her torso. In and out… in and out… smooth and easy and deep enough to make both of you exhale soft moans and whimpers on each thrust. She doesn’t have the stamina Alcina does, but that’s why your draconic lover takes most of the force… and most of the resistance. Their difference in size, in moments like this, is terribly noticeable. You feel it in their hands, in the closeness of their chests and their heights, even while kneeling on the bed, and in the thick of their cocks as they grind into you from both ends.

Filling all that they can, for all that they’re worth, and enjoying the sounds of your broken cries.

“P-please- can’t!- Sens-sensitive!” You scream, vision blurring with hot tears as they continue their evil dance.

Alcina is absolutely fucking punishing. You’re not sure how you’re going to walk comfortably come morning with the way she smacks against your backside. She’s obviously not shy and only finds a sick sort of enjoyment in your answering sobs whenever she whispers how tight you are for her. How desperate. Clenching around both of their lengths like a needy depraved little slut.

And Larissa, who listens with sharp ears and responds with appreciative moans, can only watch and partake in her own lewd show as she sees the way Alcina hovers over you. Making eye contact with those golden fires, feeling adored beneath the heavy heat that comes with the constant stare your taller lover gives her. Eyes raking over the softness of her breasts, the hickies on the swell of her ribs, the golden curls at the base of her cock… Slightly smaller than Alcina’s, and tinged pink with delight as it moves in and out of you with fervor. Stretching with ease as you take her right to the hilt over and over and over. It feels like a piece of Heaven all on its own, plucked right from the stars, as Larissa looks up from beneath her lashes and bats her eyes at Alcina. Her cock throbs, wild with pleasure, as it fills you swiftly- and she takes that moment to pause. The lull barely has time to confuse you before Larissa is leaning closer, pressing your chests together in warm, hazy damp delight, so she can bring her lips right up to your-... shoulder. Over your shoulder. To meet the pull of Alcina’s body as her bountiful chest, soft and gentle, pins itself to the contours of your back. You can almost feel the heavy thump of her heart.

“Kiss me, darling,” Alcina breathes quickly, her voice a deep pleasant rumble brushed against Larissa’s lips. They keep themselves inside of you, prolonging the ache in your body as they kiss. Slow and sensual, red lips opening and parting, pink tongues licking into each other with languid strokes. Eyes closed, suspended in bliss, throats bobbing with the most erotic moans. You can only watch, entranced and bewitched, as a strong shiver races down your spine. You quake in their shared hold and shift your gaze to see- Oh. Gold. Striking gold, glowing beneath a heavy lid, watching you with cloying amusement. It’s embarrassing to be seen in such a needy state, blushing and clenching and eager for whatever they can give you… you want to hide away, but you have nowhere to go. They’re so warm, so strong, and kissing so lovingly.

Alcina’s eye closes as she loses herself in your other lover’s sweet mouth, and the desperation in your body only shoots to unbearable heights as the attention is stolen away.

“Please,” you whimper. Give it to me. Anything. Fuck me until I pass out and you can’t control yourselves anymore. Please. Anything. I love you.

Larissa is the first to pull away. She’s slow, letting Alcina steal one last moan from her lungs, before she’s settling back onto her heels and licking the spit from her lips. Slow and appreciative. You figure they both taste like wine and sex and your body begins to squirm without much thought–completely taken by the envious nature that swells in your heart.

Kiss me too. Please. Please, kiss me too.

“Poor thing…,” your lover whispers, her breath like a cool balm against your heated skin. You nod immediately, trying to garner some appreciation, some sympathy, and lean your head back to rest on Alcina’s collarbone. She feels so strong behind you, still holding your legs without even a tremor in her forearms - and keeping you open for Larissa, who ducks to nuzzle against your neck. “Have we been neglecting you?” She asks in a murmur, the words flowing like individual pieces of silk from her cherry lips.

You nod, quickly, and bring your hands up from your thighs to rest over her shoulders. A small tug has her settling closer, pressing so far into you that no space slips between your bodies. Chests kissing and hips locked, the sweat on her skin glistens beneath firelight.

The hearth is proudly lit and burning away, flickering with shadows that dance across your sinful tango. Everything smells of perfume and sex and you’re eager to feel them moving again. Alcina is starting to hurt, aching so much within her nestled spot that you try to adjust - but her hands only dig into your thighs with renewed vigor. She doesn’t want you to escape. She doesn’t want you to leave. You feel the burn and you stay there for them, because tonight that’s your job.

Larissa’s little pet. Alcina’s little fucktoy. That’s usually how it goes.

And the sweet peck that the former gives you a moment later, lingering in the space between your eyebrows, sparks a little whimper to run from your throat. It’s a raw sound, betraying your need, and you watch as Larissa’s eyes soften. She is always so weak for you—never able to keep up the mean façade for very long. She can tease like a motherfucker, but the near punishing pace Alcina often sets is not something she can always adapt to. So she loves as she does now, kissing every bit of your face that she can reach, letting out soft moans that make your mouth water. And when you try moving to capture her lips, lazily twisting your head, she backs away. A terrible game of cat and mouse. A form of torture that has you in near tears because goddammit you just need them to DO something alread-

“Hngh!” A strained, choked sound, taken from the very depths of your eager soul, splits the heavy air.

It’s tinged with pain, overwhelmed with pleasure, as Alcina’s cock, in all of its big glory, drags out of your hole and slams back in.

“Fuck,” you hear her low murmur before the rest of her appreciation is drowned out by Larissa’s gasp.

She’s clearly very sensitive, instantly shutting her eyes in undeniable bliss as the motions of your dance start up again. Alcina grinds easily, producing the dirtiest sounds as the meat of her thighs slaps against your ass. And no moan is stifled. No growl is hidden. She wants you to hear her. She knows how much it makes you throb, and when that happens, she knows it pleasures them both. And that’s part of it, of course. A common point of teasing. She pulls out certain reactions from you so you can please Larissa. Your sweet angel. Bucking her hips like she is now, a mad woman made by your own hands. White hair in disarray, chest painted in lipstick and light bruises, legs shaking with need.

They stretch you so well… The perfect fits for your body. Even if it hurts. Even if, occasionally, you wince. It doesn’t matter. You’re just so warm… So easy… Constantly ready to drop to your knees if they ask. Always in the mood to give yourself up. It’s just as Alcina says:

“Such an eager little whore for your Mommies, aren’t you darling?”

Yes. Yes, you are.

“Mhm… Our pretty little cocksleeve…”

God, yes.

“Isn’t that right, Larissa? Such a good princess we have, hm?”

The response is a deep purr. “Without a doubt, my love. So… oh gods, fuck… so obedient…”

Very. The most obedient. No choice but to be. Doesn’t matter. You’re a good princess. Best cocksleeve. All for them. Pretty Mommies…

Out there, you are more than this. You are something perhaps a bit more human. A bit more independently functional. You are expected to do things. Told to be mightier. Conditioned to work and provide and never rest.

But here…

Oh here you are nothing but a means to an end. A hole to fill as your lovers, all red lips and aureate eyes crashing into sapphires, black and white hair in complete contrast, fuck you at their own paces. Staring at each other over your shoulder, hearts in their pupils, while they use you like the two-holed toy in between. Your pleas go unanswered. Your tears go unlicked.

They use your body like they’ve spent their whole lives waiting to. And your body accepts them. Eager for their care, their love, the heat that they want to fill you with.

“Cum with me, Larissa.” In your foggy haze, you hear Alcina pant. “Please,” she begs, a sweet sound you rarely get to hear, “Help me- hngfuckfuck- f-fill our little girl.”

The term of endearment has you exploding in goosebumps, growing stiff with the amount of times your cunt squeezes around Larissa’s length in the span of only a few moments. It’s addicting, this position. This intimacy. The mind-numbing passion that follows in the wake of their rapid, eager thrusts. An easy tell for the bliss you’re about to feel.

“Yes- yesyesyesyesyes!- Al-cina-!” Your fair-haired lover squeaks as she doubles over, presses her forehead into your neck, and pumps her hips erratically. The shiver flows through her veins and comes to a head, quick and hard, as she crumbles inside of you.

Alcina, delighted by the show of those blue eyes rolling back in pleasure, follows without preamble. Her thrusts are mad, lost in their forgotten timing, and descend into short bursts of strength as she works herself all the way inside and finally gives into the electricity that floats into her body.

The feeling of their breasts pressed to your front and back, heaving with the love you’ve given them, the Heaven that’s been taken, is enough to send you into a small orgasm of your own. It’s a weak pulse of your body, too tired and hazy to register anything but the thick warm cum that floods you. Spilling and spilling until you’re nearly certain that it’s all going to dribble out onto the length of their cocks as soon as they pull out, and then dirty the bedspread.

But really who gives a fuck about the bedspread?

They’ll just buy another set, rich and expensive and softer than feathers.

And then ruin that one too.

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onlyv4use · 2 months

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GUYS DOES THIS MEAN MIRANDA BLEACHES HER HAIR😭

i cant imagine, this high village priestess, goddess, cult leader, powerful, homicidal woman; bleaching her hair blonde😭😭

#mother miranda #fanfiction #mother miranda x reader #mother miranda x mc #resident evil 8 #resident evil #resident evil village #resident lover

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thegoodending-thelasttime · 3 months

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average dimitrescu fic vs hallmark movies

are we really no better...

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jinxxparodiesproductions · 7 months

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Looks like @emmeryn-whatcha-say OC Squire has to be more careful who they’re writing fan fiction about 😅

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azne09 · 4 months

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Satul Umbrelor

Author’s note : This text is an alternative version of the village of shadow’s fairytale from the prologue and epilogue of the game. This version is centered on the original characters of a fan fiction I’m working on. Please feel free to remark any spelling mistakes and typos ! English isn’t my first language.

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Once upon a time, there was a brother and a sister who lived in a very small house with their sick mother. The little brother was brave and dauntless, with innocent eyes blue as clear as the summer sky. But he never listened to his sister’s commands and always did as he pleased.

The older sister was kind and patient, with beautiful red hair as bright as the oven fire. But she always scolded her brother and was sure that she was always right about everything.

One day, the little brother decided to go into the woods with his friends to search for berries. Before he left the house, his sister warned him :

“Listen to me and be careful ! Do not wander too close to the dark forest ! Or else, you will get lost, and the Enchantress of the Village of Shadows will eat you !”

The brother didn’t care to listen, and went into the woods happily chanting. After searching and searching through the bushes, his friends rejoiced with their baskets full. But the little boy’s basket, however, was empty.

After his friends went back home to show their mothers the fruits of their picking, the little boy was left all alone in the woods, upset. Sitting on a tree trunk, he threw rocks on the ground while cursing the bushes for not giving him any berries.

Suddenly, a black raven flew over his head and landed on a branch.

“Croaak croaak !” says the raven. “Come to the Village of Shadows, little boy ! You will find loads of berries in every bush ! The most delicious ones you will ever find !”

Ignoring his sister’s warning, the little boy jumped back on his feet and followed the raven down to the dark forest’s entrance.

Meanwhile, at home, the older sister waited for her brother to come back. The clock was ticking fast, and soon the night would fall outside. So, the sister decided to search for him herself, and went into the woods.

After calling his name in vain, a snake hissed at her to come closer.

“Psssss psssss !” says the snake. “Be quick, be quick dear girl ! Your brother hassssssss gone to the dark foressssssst ! You must hurry to ssssssave him, else the Enchantressssssss will eat him ! Be quick, be quick !”

Horrified, the sister thanked the snake and hurried into the dark forest. As she walked through a path of crooked trees and twisted thorns, the girl continued to call for her brother. She called his name again and again, until her throat went dry.

She stopped by an arch of trees, and opened her water bottle. But at that moment, three little bats crawled from the branches of the trees and pleaded :

“Oh please, generous girl, let us drink with you ! We are so thirsty, we do not even have the strength to fly anymore !”

So, the young girl poured the water in her hands, and allowed the three bats to drink until the last drop. Their little stomachs full again, the bats flew around in joy.

Suddenly, a voice called out to the girl, and the King of Bats appeared.

“Forgive me for intruding on your forest sir,” the girl said with a bow. “I am searching for my brother. Please, have you seen him ?”

“Alas, dear girl, I have not seen him.” the King said “But I shall reward your generosity with a gift. Come, dear girl, quench your thirst.”

The three bats gave her a silver cup, and the King of Bats bit his right wing to pour some of his blood. The girl smiled, drank the sweet blood from the cup, and thanked the King and his subjects.

After leaving the forest, she ended up roaming around an abandoned cemetery, covered by a freezing fog. As she walked across the tombs, shaking in her poorly stitched dress, she heard the sound of snobs. Frightened at first, the girl continued to walk until she found a garden of weeping flowers.

“Oh please, compassionate girl, pick us up and put us on those poor soul’s tombs ! We wish to keep them company until our last petals drop, so they do not feel lonely anymore !”

So, the young girl picked up the flowers one by one, mixing them together to create colorful bouquets, and carefully laid them down on top of every grave.

Suddenly, the wind began to blow, and a Dark Weaver appeared.

“Forgive me for intruding your graveyard sir” the girl said with a bow. “I am searching for my brother. Please, have you seen him ?”

“Alas, dear girl, I have not seen him.” the Weaver said “But I shall reward your compassion with a gift. Come, dear girl, warm yourself up.”

In a blink of an eye, the Dark Weaver turned the fog into a beautiful gown, embellished with colorful flowers. The girl smiled, twirled around joyfully, and thanked the Dark Weaver and the flowers.

Still looking for her brother, the girl embarked on a little boat to cross a perilous lake. Her stomach growled as she watched the fishes jumping across the waves, before a shark appeared on the surface. The girl screamed at first, before noticing that the shark's fin was bleeding.

“Oh please, merciful girl, heal my wound ! It is so painful, I barely even have the strength to swim anymore !”

The girl waved at the shark to come closer, and tore a piece of her precious dress apart to wrap it around the wound as a bandage. Feeling much better, the shark swam around, joyfully splashing some water on the girl who laughed along.

Suddenly, the waves began to rise higher and higher, and the Fish King appeared.

“Forgive me for intruding on your lake sir.” the girl said with a bow. “I am searching for my brother. Please, have you seen him ?”

“Alas, dear girl, I have not seen him” says the King. “But I shall reward your mercy with a gift. Come, dear girl, fill up your stomach.”

The King gave her two of his scales, one warm and salty, one fresh and sweet. The girl smiled, satisfied her hunger, and thanked the Fish King and the shark.

Once she reached the shore, the girl ended up in a kingdom made of steel. Two wolves soldiers were guarding the entrance in their armors, but they both were asleep.

And as the girl advanced, she found out that the entire kingdom was asleep and that every gear was still, covered in dust and webs, rusting and rotting.

A little wolf cub howled at her, and took her to the kingdom’s castle. Inside, the wolf cub guided the girl until they stopped in front of a rusty statue in the shape of a horse.

“Oh please, gracious girl, lift the curse of our kingdom ! Since its heart has stopped, time has stopped as well !”

“But how does one lift such a curse ? How can I make its heart beat ?” The girl asked herself out loud.

With only one idea in mind, she placed a gentle kiss on top of the statue’s head, and all the rust and dust vanished away.

The mechanical heart started beating again, the gears began to turn, and the wolves howled in joy as they awakened from their slumber. The kingdom regained its shining golden colors, and the people celebrated their freedom.

Suddenly, the statue turned into an Iron Steed, adorned with gold, and spoke to the girl :

“Thank you, dear girl. Only a kiss can make one’s heart beat. The curse is broken, and I shall reward your graciousness with a gift.”

The Iron Steed bowed its head before her, allowing her to take the golden crown on its head. The girl smiled, put the crown on her head, and thanked the Steed and the wolves. Then yet again, she asked her question :

“I am searching for my brother. Please, have you seen him ?”

“I know where you can find him” The Steed told her. “I will take you to the waterfall behind which the Enchantress lives, but I will not go any further.”

Overjoyed, the young girl hugged the Steed, climbed on its back, and galloped away to the Enchantress’s domain. Soon they reached a waterfall of night sky, with stars falling down from the sky.

The young girl got off the Iron Steed’s back, thanked it once again, and passed through the black waterfall under the mocking sneers of ravens. She walked and walked into the unknown, crying out her brother’s name.

Suddenly, a light appeared, and the darkness swirled around it like a storm. In a magical cloud of stars, The Enchantress appeared before the young girl’s eyes, maleficent, yet magnificent.

“Oh please, lady of shadows,” pleaded the young girl “set my brother free ! He is just a boy and he is so little, he doesn’t know any better !”

The Enchantress spoke with a cruel voice.

“The more you get, the more you crave. If you have nothing to offer me then I have nothing to give you back !”

The girl offered her the golden crown that the Iron Steed had given her. But the Enchantress only laughed.

“Foolish girl ! I am queen of this village ! All the crowns and the jewels, let it be made of gold, silver, or bronze, are already mine !”

So instead, the girl offered her a piece of the fresh and sweet scale that the Fish King had given her. But the Enchantress simply laughed again.

“Foolish girl ! I am queen of this village ! All the fishes of the lake, whether big or small, from their bones to their scales, are already mine !”

With a gulp, the girl offered her the flowers of the dress that the Dark Weaver had given her. But yet again, the Enchantress mocked her.

“Foolish girl ! I am queen of this village ! Every flower of the land, blooming or not, from their stem to their petals, are already mine !”

Desesprate, the girl offered her the few drops of blood left from the cup the King of Bats had given her. And all she received was, once again, the Enchantress’s vicious laugh.

“Foolish girl ! I am queen of this village ! My subjects, from their hair to their blood, and their souls, are already mine !”

Appalled by her wickedness, the young girl begged the Enchantress in the name of everything good in the world. But her heart was as black as the starless night, and made of nothing but coldness but evilness.

So, with tears in her eyes, the young girl offered her all she had left. With a sharp raven’s feather, she cut off her beautiful red hair, and gave it to the Enchantress.

Surprised by her determination, the Enchantress did not laugh. She observed the gorgeous red hair carefully, before breaking the silence with her words :

“Very well, foolish girl. I shall reward your perseverance with a gift : I will set your brother free, and you shall take him back home with you. However, if you dare take one single glance behind before reaching the exit, then his soul will remain in my village forever !”

The girl nodded her head, and the darkness twirled around the star once more like a storm. The Enchantress vanished, and the little brother appeared frightening the ravens away with a wooden sword. He ran into his sister’s arms, crying tears of joy, as she held him tight against her heart.

“Oh dear sister, please forgive me !” he cried out “I promise that I will always listen to you, and that I will always be very careful ! I love you more than anything in the world !”

“I love you too, sweet brother. Let us go back home to mother ! But whatever you do, do not look behind you !”

Hand in hand, the brother and the sister passed through the dark waterfall, and began their journey back to their home. As they walked through the Kingdom made of steel, the Iron Steed and the wolves howled :

“Be quick, be quick, gracious girl ! But do not look behind you !”

Then, they embarked on the boat to cross the perilous lake. And as they navigated, the Fish King and the sharks rose the surface to say :

“Be quick, be quick, merciful girl ! But do not look behind you !”

Once they reached the shore, the sister took her brother’s hand and led him across the cold graveyard. And as they walked through the fog, the Dark Weaver and the flowers whispered :

“Be quick, be quick compassionate girl ! But do not look behind you !”

Finally, they reached the dark forest and began running towards the sunrise’s light ahead of them. As they ran through the crooked trees, the King of Bats and his subjects chanted :

“Be quick, be quick generous girl ! But do not look behind you !”

But suddenly, the young girl tripped and fell over a thorn. And her little brother, who loved her more than anything in the world, looked behind to help his sister back up.

Disaster ! Suddenly an immense flock of ravens flew across the trees, and the voice of the Enchantress filled the entire forest like a piercing thunder :

“Reckless boy who nevers listens ! Now, your soul belongs to me ! You will never leave this village, never !”

Taking one last chance to save him, the young girl pushed her brother into the light, sacrificing her soul, as a wave of black feather swallowed her whole.

The boy cried out his sister’s name, but it was already too late. The crooked trees of the forest fell down, blocking the entrance to the village, forever.

Realizing only now what he had done, the poor boy fell to his knees and cried. The snake appeared once again, and rested its head against him as it hissed :

“Unfortunate boy. It isssss because you loved your sister sssso much, and because she too loved you more than anything in the world, that you have lossssst her forever.”

So, the little boy went back home alone, with an empty basket and an empty heart. And as he grew up into a tall strong man, he taught his children and his grandchildren to be generous, compassionate, merciful and gracious.

But also to always listen to their parents and their elder brothers and sisters. And to never ever wander close to the dark forest. Or else the evil Enchantress will eat them.

And in the Village of Shadows their soul will forever remain.

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Title: Dear Diary

Fandom: Resident Evil Village

Characters: Alcina Dimitrescu, Bela Dimitrescu, Cassandra Dimitrescu, Daniela Dimitrescu, Mother Miranda, Donna Beneviento, Karl Heisenberg, Mia Winters, Rosemary Winters

Chapter summary:

Dear Diary, [...] I just… I dunno what to say or what to tell her. All words fail to convey a single thing from the storm raging inside of me. I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry, I want to scream.

#house dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #resident evil village #daniela dimitrescu #resident evil 8 #bela dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu #re8 #resident evil fanfiction #resident evil 8 fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #fanfic #fanfiction #archive of our own

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mrswint3rs · 5 months

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Best Friends Older Sister

pairing- MODERN AU Bela Dimitrescu x Fem! reader

summary- You and your best friend’s sister have some unspoken chemistry

a/n- i was gonna do more with this but lost motivation

25 days of kinkmas day 5 - slight sadomasochism stuff ig

NSFW WARNING:

contains- Mentions of reader having family problems/insecurities, oral sex (f!receiving), dom! bela sub! reader, slight sadism ig, clit pinching, forbidden romance/lust, mutual lusting, slight age gap (Reader is 19 and Bela is 24)

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You've been best friends with the middle Dimitrescu sister, Cassandra. For as long as you can remember. Having met through high-school as misfits, the two of you became instant friends.

You even went to the same college when you got older. Even though you were drastically different in many ways, you understood each-other with ease. You told each-other everything. Be it life struggles, random thoughts, or whatever else. You trusted one another with everything.

But there was one thing you couldn't bring yourself to tell her despite all this. You had an undeniable attraction to her older sister, Bela. You told yourself you would never act on it, never thought you'd have a chance. Bela was like a walking goddess. Her black lipstick perfect, never cracking. Along with her pale skin and dark makeup so bewitching and her gothic style. Her eyes, beautifully golden, spoke so many words. Especially when they looked at you.

Cass lived with two sisters, Daniela, and Bela. You'd known the three for about as long as you'd known Cassandra. They were all similar in style, but they didn't stick out to you as much as the eldest did. It wasn't just her looks or the way she carried herself. You were drawn to her sensible demeanor. She simply knew what she was doing and exactly what she wanted. She was intimidating, yet enticing.

You always had troubles with fitting in until you met Cassandra and her family. They were unique but they felt like home, never judging you.

In a way, the Dimitrescu household was like a second home to you. You often stayed over when you got a break from college. You absolutely despised staying in the school dorms. Your roommate was insufferable. Your personalities and different living habits constantly clashed. It was just easier to stay with the sisters who you actually got along with.

They always made things interesting, not like most people. You've spent a few holidays with them even. You weren't very close with your own family after moving away, nor did you have any siblings growing up. It was fun with them. The way they constantly bickered with each other over the dumbest things. And they included you.

It's been a few weeks since you've been over. Mostly because of upcoming midterms, but also because of your growing guilt.

You'd always told yourself nothing would happen with Bela, as much as you wanted something to happen. You told yourself it was just a meaningless crush. Nothing more, nothing less. Even with all the glances you shared, her constant teasing of you. You didn't think you had a chance anyway. Not to mention, you felt like it was weird to have feelings for your best friend's sister. You thought she was out of your league. She was older, so sure of herself. You were in shock when something did happen, and Bela was the one to instigate it.

As usual you were over at the house, waiting for Cass to get off work. Daniela was out, leaving you and Bela alone.

That's when she kissed you. Not just a simple kiss, but one that was full of pent up desire. It was intense, after the awkward small talk and side eye glances. She knew how you felt, you made it so obvious. She noticed everything. The way you were constantly staring at her thinking you were being subtle, and how nervous and red faced you got at her teasing. But you never noticed how she was looking back. That passionate moment between you was cut short at the sound of Daniela's car pulling into the driveway. Bela pulled her lips from yours with a smirk. You were completely caught off guard and didn't know what to say. Yet she was so calm, acting as if nothing happened as Daniela came inside.

You ended up going home later that night, not saying a word about it to Cass. You could hardly believe it happened yourself. You couldn't get it off your mind. It felt so wrong yet so right at the same time.

Even three weeks later, you couldn't stop thinking about the interaction. It was just a kiss.

Your thoughts were later quelled at the sound of your phone. Cassandra texted, asking you to come over. You knew you couldn't avoid her forever, so you agree. You didn't want her to think you were cutting her off or something.

When you pull into the driveway you find Cassandra's car isn't there. You don't think too much of it as you head inside. But you notice Cass really wasn't there, only Bela.

"Well, look who it is." she taunts with a playful grin. "I was scared you'd avoid me forever.."

You're utterly confused. Cass was the one who asked you to come over, yet she's nowhere to be seen. "Where's everyone at?" you ask, completely avoiding the confrontation of what happened the last time you were over.

"Cass is at work for the next hour or so." She replies, "Daniela is over at a 'friends' house. So it's just us, little one."

That didn't make much sense. Why would Cass invite you over if she was at work? She could sense your confusion. "But I got a text...?"

"She left her phone at home by mistake," she giggles, "Sorry, I just couldn't help myself. I missed you, and she's the only one who has your number."

She was being so direct with you, unlike her usual teasing. She always left you questioning whether or not you were just being too hopeful.

"Why?" You ask. She laughs at your question. You were so visibly anxious, just standing there in the doorway awkwardly.

"You poor thing, so clueless." She teases. "Why don't we go to my room and I'll just show you why. Unless you can't handle it?"

Your heart almost stops. Her tone was so seductive, there's no way to misinterpret it this time. She was making her intentions known.

You put your fears aside and follow her to her bedroom. You'd stayed over many times but you'd never been in her private space. Even her room was beautiful. She had a queen sized bed, complimented with red and black satin bedding. Everything in there matched her aura perfectly.

You get comfortable on her mattress, removing your shoes and laying back. She soon joins you. "Comfy?"

Without answering, you act on impulse, pulling her in for a kiss. You're hoping you weren't reading too much into it. Your overthinking stops once she reciprocates, moving on top of you and bringing a hand up to cup your jaw. Her lips were so pleasingly soft, but her movements were rough. Her teeth took hold of your lower lip, teasingly tugging before diving back in and kissing you deeply.

You moan softly into her mouth as it goes on to be more heated. You start to get more secure beneath her, letting your hands wander up her back of her shirt.

"Mnn...finally gaining some confidence are we?" She pulls away smiling pridefully. "Why don't we spice things up a bit, little one? Be a good girl and strip for me."

Your face flushes once more but you don't hesitate to obey. Quickly, you remove your top, letting it fall to the floor.

"Such a pretty girl," she praises, "and you're mine, aren't you?" She watches proudly as you remove the remainder of your clothes, awaiting your answer.

"Yes ma'am...all yours." You were fully unsheathed for her. You prayed that you wouldn't be interrupted this time. You'd dreamed of this, never expecting it to become reality. But it was. You were bare, dripping on her bed, with her ready between your thighs.

She grins, seeing the anticipation in your eyes before pressing a few soft kisses to your clit. She was just teasing you with the heat of her breath.

"You want it?" Bela queries and you nod eagerly. She knew you wanted it, she just wanted you to say it. "Ask nicely." She urges.

You felt a bit skittish and on the spot. You're hesitant to speak the words she wants to hear aloud. But with a cruel pinch to your clit, your mouth opens, letting out a pained whine.

"P-please!" you cry as she keeps a tight squeeze on you. "Please what? Don't be shy, you can say it." She was thoroughly enjoying the way you were squirming.

"Please, I want you to eat my pussy.." You cave at her sadistic disciplining.

"There you go, lovely. Was that so hard?" She releases your clit, still grinning slyly. She loved the raw sounds you made when you were impelled. Along with that look of fear in your eyes. But as much as she loved tormenting you, she wanted to please you first. Your cunt was so wet and needy in front of her face.

"Your pretty pussy has been lonely lately, huh? You're such a needy little thing I can tell it's been a while since you've been touched." Despite her tantalization, knowing you were craving her so much turned her on greatly.

She finally gives in and plunges her face into your wet heat. The way you mewl drives her mad. Her tongue laps at every fold and crevice, wanting to taste every part of you.

She groans into you as she feels your hand desperately gripping her hair. You couldn't help it with the way she was devouring you. Every flick of her tongue was determined. She wanted to give you something memorable, so she'd stay on your mind always. She couldn't stand the feeling of you avoiding her. You were hers.

She sucks and laps at your clit furiously, she couldn't get enough of your sweet sounds. Your thighs clenched together so tightly against her as you writhed. Even more so when she spreads you further, licking at your most sensitive glands.

"F-fuck, gonna cum..." you whimper, your hips thrashing wildly. This only urges her to throw in her fingers. Her tongue continues in a gratifying pattern, while simultaneously finger fucking you into your orgasm.

You cream around her fingers, your walls convulsing as you reach your peaks. Your throat was dry from the heavy breathing and cries escaping it.

"Aww, what a mess," she taunts as she departs from you. "What do you say, hm?"

"T-thank you.." you manage to respond.

"Mhm, good girl. Maybe next time, I'll let you try and please me. Cass is going to be home soon. Don't worry though lovely, it'll be our secret."

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#bela dimitrescu #bela x reader #bela dimitrescu x reader #resident evil 8 #re8 village #re8 #resident evil #resident evil x reader #wlw #fem reader #modern au #age g4p #smut #fanfiction

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