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narcissarina · 1 month

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𝔊𝔬𝔩𝔡𝔢𝔫 ℭ𝔞𝔤𝔢, 𝔅𝔩𝔲𝔢 𝔅𝔬𝔫𝔡𝔰

જ⁀➴Previous chapter

Pairings: bodyguard!Leon × college billionaire!reader

Word count: 2,804

Tw: Gun handling

Summary: After you finish your midterms, Leon vouch to teach you how to handle and shoot a gun. To have you to protect yourself when he takes his leave after three days.

𝚅𝙸.

You woke up sore, and an aching core.

You support yourself to sit up by your elbow you but hiss and jolt at the sudden ache you had on your lower back, you yawn and groan, moving your limbs to ease the stiff muscles. An arm tightens around your hip, startling you as you look down to see who; it’s Leon.

He does the have his shirt on, his muscles flexing as he frowns when you make small movements. You rub your eyelids with your wrist and stretch your arms up, good thing you wore some pajamas—did Leon dress you up?

“Stop moving so much…” Leon mutter, his voice tired and more deeper in the morning, making you froze in place as crimson creeps up to your cheeks and ear—getting turned on by his morning voice. “Sorry, did I wake you?” you apologized and asked, turning to him, lying down again and cuddling over to him. Burying your face to his chest.

“Didn’t know you’re a clingy type after se—” you hit him before finishing that last word. You frown at him and turn your back, “come here,” he coos, pulling you close—your back flush to his chest, his nose to the crook of your neck. Taking a deep breath as his breath tickles your neck.

You reach for your phone, ignoring Leon’s attempt to snatch your attention by brushing himself against you. You check the time and messages in your phone, “Midterms…” you mutter, dropping down your phone and groan. “What?” he asked, his chin resting to your shoulder.

“Gotta get ready…” you mutter and sat up, Leon’s arm still around your waist. Keeping you from getting off the bed, you struggle to make him let go, “can’t stay for today, princess?” he murmur, sitting up with you and resting his forehead to your neck.

“I would love to, but I have midterms.” You sigh in defeat, his fingers brushing against your abdomen, “sorry for last night, was I too rough?” he chuckle as he asked, you flush in embarrassment when you remembered how cock-drunk you were last night. Even going as far as calling Leon your daddy.

You hum in response, your body sinking in his touch. “What’s with the daddy kink, by the way?” he asked, obviously teasing you, “what do you mean? I don’t quite catch that.” You answered, pretending that you didn’t heard him.

“oh, look at the time. Time to go to school.” Quickly getting up and off your bed, catching Leon off guard as his grip suddenly loosen. You can feel his icy blues stare at your back, his gaze leaving a fire that’s been burning up and down to your back.

You look back and see him hold himself by his side, the pose that most people call paint-me-like-one-of-your-french-girls type of pose. The blanket covering his lower part, making him like a perfect nude model to sculpt and draw on.

Simply ignoring him as you get some things done, while Leon watches your every move.

“I remember when you told me you want to hold a gun,” Leon started the conversation in the car, wheel turning right as he drives you to school. It’s so unfortunate that your driver isn’t available for today because he had to rush back home because of his daughter—which you gave him permission to leave for the day.

You were stiff and tense in your sit, eyes on the road while Leon talks. You thought to yourself that you’re fortunate enough that you didn’t get killed by his third leg, you feel like he’s going to kill you with his driving skills. One part of you wishes that his license get revoked.

You hum to answer his question, low and meek. Leon turns to you and raise a brow, “something wrong?” you shake your head in response and sink your nails deeper to your seat. His hand found its way to your thigh and give it a squeeze, “don’t worry, I’m not going to crash us.” He assured, his thumb caressing your flesh.

“as I was saying,” Leon made a stop and got out of the car—unbuckling his seatbelt first, then circle around the car and open your door like a passenger princess you are. “After your exam, I’ll be here. And I will teach you how to hold a gun and shoot. What do you say?” Leon suggested, he swear he caught your eyes sparkling with delight. “Really?” you took his hand and got out of a car, as if you’re some royalty that deserve to be treated with such delicacy.

Leon nodded, brushing your knuckles with his thumb as he brought up to his face and his lips made contact with your hand. You blush and chuckle at his move, trying to pull your fingers out from his grasp, “stop that, you look like an idiot.”

“I know I can’t get inside with you because you told me that I’ll cause a distraction because students find me perfection.” He said before interlocking your fingers together, “which I find such bullshit.” You shake your head at him and pinch his cheeks.

“Pop quiz before I let you go,” Leon said, bringing your hands up to wrap around his neck, his blue bonds with the warmth of your glittering eyes. “What is a microprocessor?” he asked, you cleared your throat and confidently answered; “A microprocessor is an integrated circuit having all the functionality of a central processing unit of a PC.” You grin and he nodded, “good, good.”

His face dangerously close to yours, nose touching as he part his lips and ask again, “What is a programming language?”

“A programming language is a collection of grammar rules to instruct computers or computing devices to perform tasks!” you yelp but answered correctly again, his hands were tickling your sides as you both hear a familiar shout from the distance, “bitch! I have called you for a w…” Sarina had gone silent as she saw the two of you, being all lovey-dovey. “Holy shit.”

“Girl!” The grin spreading to your friends face made you retreat from Leon’s touch, you know damn well that she’ll be asking you questions once you two got inside campus. Leon chuckle and held your hand before you leave, “want some Spanish latte after your midterm?” he asked, you nodded and smiled. “Text me when you finish your exam.”

“okay!” you walk up to Sarina and she gave you a bump on the shoulder, Leon got inside his car and drove away—looking at you from the side mirror as he drove off, seeing you wave him goodbye.

Sarina clung to your shoulder, pulling you as she couldn’t wait any longer to hear what kind of tea you’ll be sharing with her.

Walking around the hallways until you both found your respective class, your professor scaring the two of you at the door then giving the paper with a smile in his face. Laughing at you and your friends reaction, which got Sarina almost hitting the prof.

“by the way, girl. Why do you walk like that?” Sarina asked, taking the paper and walking beside you, tilting your head with confusion, you asked her, “what do you mean?”

“You walk like you just got fucked.” You hit her shoulder with the paper you’re holding and sat beside her, she made a small ‘o’ with her lips, pouting why you’d hit her when she just asked, “unless, you….” She raised a brow, your eyes rolled as you take your pen and write down your name, “take the test or keep gossiping.” You mutter.

“girl, you are fucking scoring to the Leon S. Kennedy!” she shriek in a whisper, she felt more happier for you and keeps bumping you to give you a shit-eating grin. God, you wish you could hide the fact that you just got fucked; it was hard and rough too for your first time. You wish you could’ve walked more normal than limping every few seconds because your core is sore and the aching feeling you had in your lower back.

Surprisingly, you finish the test since last night Leon was fucking you to oblivion while giving you a pop quiz, every wrong answer—he’d push deeper, but won’t move to satisfy your aching cunt.

You clenched your legs together as you thought about last nights incident, wishing that the arousal isn’t pooling down to damp your underwear. You think of how he snaps his hips every time you talk back at him, making you choke and sob. How he would delay your release and every answer you got correct, he would circle around your bud and hard fucked you until you deserve to come.

You earn that fucking release because you got the majority of his questions correct, making you exhausted and limp. You hate how much he has his fingers all over you, that you’d b willing to please him. Looking like a dejected pup when he doesn’t give you attention right away.

Maybe he was right, you’ve become a brat—no, you are a brat. In his eyes, a brat that he’s willing to tame every chance that you misbehave.

These thoughts kept on running until Sarina harshly bumps you to snap back to reality, “earth to miss?” she whispered, pinching your side which made you wince and almost let out a loud ‘ouch’.

“You wanna turn it in or are you daydreaming about Leon f—”

“Say it, and I will give you an uppercut.”

Her lips now shut in a thin line as you asked her to turn your paper in too. You stood up and brush those thoughts away and catches up to Sarina.

You didn’t notice how time flies, when Sarina kept asking you question about your blonde bodyguard. Poking your cheeks and annoying you if you refuse to answer her.

“Is he like, doing the things men do in books?” you raise a brow to her question as you’re eating some hamburger, you thought about it for a while. He’s opening doors for you, when you ask that your feet hurts—he’d carry you bridal style, when you call for him, rest assured that he’s already there.

So it’s safe to say to your friend that he may be one of the real life book boyfriends that Sarina’s reading about, you gave her a nod and took the last bite of your food. She whines and keeps shaking you, “you’re so lucky!” she said. Yeah, so lucky that he’s a good fucker too.

You never knew you’d also ask yourself if older guys do it better, but then again. He’s your first.

A honk startled you, almost dropping your drink as you turn your gaze to the car—the windows rolled down and it’s Leon. His looking at you, nodding his head to gesture you to come now, “got to go, see you!” you bid farewell to your friend, she watch you walk away and as if she had seen her best friend finally clinging like a koala to someone else.

“Spanish latte, venti. For my princess.” He handed you the paper bag with your drink inside. “Thank you, you’re such a considerate bodyguard.” You blink pretty for him before taking out your drink from the bag, plunging the straw and taking a sip. “You’re forgetting something, sweetheart.”

You turn your head and tilt in confusion, “come on, where’s my thank you kiss?” he tease, his eyes on the road—driving to his workplace again. You rolled your eyes to him, and shift your position so you could reach him. He leans and you gave him a quick peck on the cheek, which made him grin so hard.

“Thank you for my lovely bodyguard and the D.S.O’s most dangerous agent to get me my drink.” You teased and lean back to your seat again, you hear him chuckle as he turn the wheels and parked the car.

Even though you only visited this place once, people already knew who you were—his co-workers and other researchers, as if the word spread like wildfire. You saw familiar faces again as they greeted you with a warm welcome back smiles, you clung to Leon’s bicep as he guides you to the shooting area.

His friends followed to watch how Leon can guide you, teach you the do’s and don’ts of holding a gun and shooting the gun.

You admit, you’re kind of nervous. Your hands visibly shaking and your palms sweating, Leon tease you for it. “Come on, sweetheart. How can you protect yourself if you couldn’t hold it properly?” you want to punch him here and there but people are watching. He does have a point, how could you defend yourself when Leon isn’t around when he’ll be sent away because of a mission?

You don’t want to be a helpless girl, taking a couple of deep breaths as you position yourself. Leon’s behind you and telling you the do’s and don’ts.

“I want you to know the Golden rules for handling a gun, princess.” Leon starts, his voice calm and a whisper, “Always keep your fingers straight and off the trigger until you are ready to shoot.” You nod.

“Like this?” you asked, positioning your fingers just as he said. “Like that, here—let me help you first,” he holds your hands that’s been holding a gun, both of your hands are in his palm. Squeezing so that you could stop from shaking and assures you that it’ll be all right and that it’s always scary when it’s your first.

“Now, remember to keep your gun pointed to a safe direction,” Leon mutters to your ear, his front flush against your back. His friends were standing there as if they’re watching a live romance episode.

“Aim at the target,” you do as he says as his voice became more authoritative, you aim—his hands still wrap around your fingers. “Take a deep breath,” you did, a couple more times, Leon help you shot the first one, “see? Not so bad.” He assures and lets you go, backing himself to let you be on your own.

You adjust your position, taking deep breaths—your eyes to the target. Your finger creeping in to the trigger, then bang. Right at the red dot, you never smiled so hard in your life. You shot right where the red dot is, “Leon! D-Did you see that?” you jump, “princess, the gun.”

“Oops,” you place the gun down, not wanting to accidentally shoot your toe, “sorry.” you scratched the back of your head and jump your way to Leon and brag about how you did that all on your own.

“yeah, so proud of you, princess.” He says, “why does it feel like you don’t mean it?” you raise a brow, suspicious of his own words, “you hurt me with those words.” He chuckle, “wanna have a go again?” you nodded and you did.

You were enjoying your time, Leon gave you another tip and rules on how to handle a gun. “Don’t aim your gun to someone who you don’t intend to shoot, okay?” you hum in response, you both sitting on a bench and eating the donuts that Luis bought for what he say, “love birds.”

The room fell silent, only your munching was heard and Leon is wiping the gun with some cloth, “I won’t here for a while, my flight leaves in three days.” He said, making you stop chewing and look at him in the eye, “what do you mean?” you asked, “got assigned to another mission,” you made a sad ‘oh’ and look down to your ground. “I trust you don’t cause any trouble, and if you’re ever in danger. You know what to do.” Leon spoke those words proudly.

You nod, but felt anxious since you have grown use to Leon always being at your side. In just a call, he’s there. What if he doesn’t come back though, what would you do?

“Will you come back?”

Those words made Leon crack a small smile, “of course,” he mutter, brushing a strand of hair at the back of your ear, “just gonna be gone for a couple of days or week…” you look at him with sad yet hopeful eyes, “probably a month…” he finishes.

“I’ll hate you forever if you die on me.”

“Never.”

You scoot over and lie your head to his shoulder, his arm swung around you and brought you closer. Feeling his warmth, you ought to make his three days worth a while before his flight. Be touch and hear his voice for the last three days before he departs.

You don’t have to worry, he’ll be safe when you are safe at the back of his mind.

He should remember to bring you some souvenirs when he gets back.

Next Chapter>>>

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ironinkpen · 1 year

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i still can't get over the sheer AUDACITY of iroh going to ba sing se. like did it work? yes. but ONLY because the dai li was too busy following around some bald kid looking for his dog to notice him

#atla #a:tla #iroh #it was the stupidest plan in the fucking world and i will enthusiastically die on this hill #i'm a dumbass iroh truther #(if this got recc'd to you: this isn't the whole post there's a longer ver in the reblogs lol)

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marmastry · 11 months

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A little reading session ^^

#moomers #mayamaya #hasahasa #splatoon oc #fancomics #Ive been busy with a lot of things like playing totk but rn i wanna revisit my drafts lol #this one isn't really what i was planning to draw #but i like it so here u go lolll #hasamaya

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humming-fly · 13 days

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Theatre Kid (Derogatory)

#I had some fun on my most recent plane flight and figured I'd give it some color #the great thing about the king in yellow is i can and will draw him completely different every time #and that is 100% in character #if you draw an eldrich madness god the same way twice it's missing the point let chaos reign #was originally just gonna be the lefthand sketch colored in #but the colors alone actually looked pretty nice so you can enjoy those too #malevolent #malevolent podcast #the king in yellow #my art #doodles #I actually wasn't planning on making the bug mandible crown going into this it just sort of happened which I enjoy #lot of centipede/earwig vibes going on with the guy #something something crawls in your ear and drives you mad #anyways here's my one nice art post of this character now I can move on to shitposts guilt-free #i guess there's one other thing I wanna draw that isn't quite shitposty but it sort of is jury's out #we'll see if i get to it lol

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raiiny-bay · 18 days

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alien emoji

#ts4 #simblr #ts4 edit #ts4 render #sims 4 #myedits #AUverse #bow #dhestyn #kelly #sue #gaston #good news i didn't forget how to make things #this still isn't the band edit i had planned to do but idk it's kind of fun i guess #i used the blender compositor for some of the effects :-)#looking at it now it kind of ended up being an unintentional remake of that one bandAU edit i did forever ago #i never did like that one #the lighting was. not good.#but anyway! look at me posting my other OCs for once!#stella & marky are not in the band but #stella sells merch for them at their shows & marcus very lovingly tells them how much their music sucks #btw they actually are a band in canon. they perform in their high school talent show & everything #they don't get big at all though & they kind of just... give up on it after a while #kel is the only one out of the 5 of em who actually knows anything about making music #so they were doomed from the start really #this AU is literally the exact same as canon but they get mildly famous #probably played at warped tour or something when that was still a thing lol

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viveela · 3 months

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So how about them redesigns going around? I wanna try doing some... here's how I'd change up Charlie

#veearts #charlie morningstar #hazbin hotel #hh fanart #fan art #hazbin art #hazbin charlie #charlie magne #redesign #ummmm I dunno what to say LOL #i wanna try doing the whole main line up but we'll see...#my goal isn't to change them much but work w their official inspos #or at least keep their essence #i really liked how this turned out #peep the faux goat ears and tail #those were maybe my fav additions #i plan to do her full demon form too

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franky-y · 5 months

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this is a drawing please don't come after me

#käärijä #häärijä #khaarija calendar #digital art #is this okay to post? i really don't know #i'll delete it if it isn't #i've overdone it again with the details #(also it looks like jere is making a peace sign lol)#okay i'm going to bed now #i did not plan to spend four hours on this lmao

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add1ctedt0you · 24 days

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Jiang Cheng & Yu Ziyuan

#yu ziyuan #jiang cheng #*mgifs #I plan to do other two set of this but lol my lazy ass isn't much sure about it #cqlwwd

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phantom-0-writer · 16 days

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The Justice League had finally given the go ahead to officially form the Young Justice. Not that any of them were going to stop regardless of having permission. Since the Justice League had opened up their slots for more than the original six earlier that year, Batman thought it would be a good opportunity to use the Young Justice to help reach out and recruit some other heroes without drawing too much attention by going themselves. With protégés of most of the originals in the roster it was a solid plan.

They had been told about their newest "assignment" (if you could even call it that) earlier that day and they would be leaving in the morning. They were supposed to go meet a duo in Illinois (it was their base of operation even though they'd worked in other place). Phantom has been in the vigilante/hero scene for almost 10 years now, and Red Huntress started a few months after him.

Their names were well known, Dick had known of them even before he became Robin. But despite their national (maybe even International fame) little was actually known about the duo and the rumored Team Phantom that alluded to there being more than just the two. Dick had been a big fan of Phantom, and modeled a lot of his moves off of the super-powered hero.

Batman told them that they had already reached out the Phantom (Red Huntress had deferred them to him, and refused to speak with them afterwords) and he agreed to meet the YJ team and mentor them for a designated amount of time. There had been rumors in certain forums that the JLA had reached out to Phantom to be one of the original members of the league but he had turned them down. When Kid Flash had brought it up during the meeting, Batman refused to confirm or deny (which was proof enough).

The plan was for the YJ would stay in Amity Park for 15 days and learn from them, they would check in after that to see weather their stay should be extended. Specifically citing that their legendary teamwork would be incredibly beneficial to learn from to strengthen them as a team. The other plan, and equally as important, was to warm them up to joining the JLA ranks since a direct invitation hadn't been received favorably.

All that was thrown in the window when, three days in, the YJ, Phantom and Red Huntress get portaled to an unknown destination, with strange and unknown life(?) forms, with no supplies, no working communicators, and worst of all, no way back.

#dpxdc #danny fenton #danny phantom #young justice #dp #young justice show #justice league #phantoms been around for a while atp #and he's stopped enough world ending threats that people know who he is #but he's as mysterious as batman is and no one rly knows much abt him #they get portaled to another world or dimension #but it could also be the ghost zone #danny never mastered the art of teleporting or making portals so they're kinda screwed #val and danny's tech works bc it's designed to work in the GZ #so the other world thing isn't super problematic for them #but they still don't know where they r or how they got there #the kids learn how to plan on their feet and get a objectively disastrous situation under control #which is basically every misson team phantom deals w #so they're in good hands #i think team phantom sound be early/mid 20s an YJ are 15-16 #or how ever old they are in S1 lol #is this ghost shenanigans?#also could just be a natural portal and they were wring place wrong time #i think i like that better tbh #the giw is long gone #the meta rights act dealth with them for the most part #and a scathing article from one lois lane and clark kent #phantom doesn't want pple to know that he's not entirely a ghost so he stays out of the spotlight and he doesn't wanna risk being recognize #but most people actually don't even know that he is a ghost #or they do know he's a ghost and think red huntress is also a ghost

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bonkalore · 5 days

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Daniel Spellbound stuff that is ACTUALLY content from the show and not just my AU?? It's more likely than you think!!

"Dangerous" by LEFT BOY, was 1 of the many songs I associate with Jayce Chinda and thought it'd work good for a video with actual show clips! I'd like to do the whole song eventually maybe, but for now just wanted the loop! 1st time using Davinci Resolve 18.

Haven't done video editing since 2011 I think, but synching visual media to music make brain go brrrrr

#Daniel Spellbound #Jayce Chinda #animated music video #AMV #demon boy #demon #videos #flashing warning #music video #Dangerous by LEFT BOY #my edits #for those of you who haven't seen the show and maybe don't plan to but are curious what he's like in it #spoilers #if anyone cares lol #I'm sorry the loop isn't perfect but I'm trying to be ok with imperfection

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wikiangela · 2 months

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seven sentence sunday

tagged by @diazsdimples 💖

I'm still jumping between wips so here's another snippet of the cheating fic, this time a bit of Buck and Taylor arguing - I can't explain how much fun I'm having with this fic, this is so not my usual thing but it's just so fun haha

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“Can we do this tomorrow?” he asks, bringing his hand to squeeze the bridge of his nose. He’s getting a headache.

“No, we’re doing this now. Tell me what’s up.” she says, pulling at the covers when he tries to cover himself and turn away again.

“Jesus, Taylor, let it go. I’m fine. And it’s none of your business.” he snaps, pulling at the duvet a little harder.

“Fine.” he hears rustling, then the bed shifting. She got up. The light on her nightstand is still on. “I thought since we’re together, and live together, we’re pretty serious, and now you’re weird around me, and you don’t even touch me, so I thought it was my business, but clearly I was wrong.” she talks as she walks up to his- their closet and starts getting dressed. Now Buck looks at her, leaning up on his elbows.

“What are you doing?” he asks with a sigh, watching as she takes off her nightshirt and starts putting on jeans. “Where are you going?”

“None of your business.” she replies, her tone feeling like a slap in the face. Buck deserves the real thing, actually.

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no pressure tags: @elvensorceress @gaydiaz @thebravebitch @silentxxsoul @shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @arthursdent @911onabc @housewifebuck @watchyourbuck @underwater-ninja-13 @eowon @loserdiaz @evanbegins @ladydorian05 @wildlife4life @diazpatcher @lover-of-mine @monsterrae1 @thewolvesof1998 @puppyboybuckley @weewootruck @loveyouanyway @spagheddiediaz @rainbow-nerdss @sunshinediaz @giddyupbuck @epicbuddieficrecs @pirrusstuff @spotsandsocks @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @hoodie-buck @nmcggg @jesuisici33 @exhuastedpigeon @rogerzsteven @hippolotamus @disasterbuckdiaz @honestlydarkprincess @theotherbuckley @fortheloveofbuddie @steadfastsaturnsrings @tizniz @daffi-990

#buddie cheating fic #seven sentence sunday #fic snippet #buddie #buddie fic #buddie wip #wikiangela writes #my writing #my wips #fic: got a girl at home (but I love the way you taste)#i was planning to write smth more before work but i had a bad morning so have this haha #they're not fighting directly about eddie just yet but also they kinda do taylor just doesn't know it lol #(also at this point they've lived together for only two weeks and buck's been weird the whole time so she finally snapped lol)#i know this isn't everyones cup of tea but tbh this is one of the very few things i felt excitement about lately so ill take what i can get #reminder that buck is lowkey the worst in this lmao sorry 🤣 tho they're all kinda the worst so whatever 🤣

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narcissarina · 2 months

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Darkened Desires

Prologue and Chapter 1: The sun || Chapter 2: The moon || Chapter 3: The moon || Chapter 4: The sun || Chapter 5: The sun || Chapter 6: The moon || Chapter 7: The moon || Chapter 8: The sun || Chapter 9: The sun || Chapter 10: The outsider || Chapter 11: The moon

Pairings: Mafia!Scaramouche × Barista!Reader

Word count: 2,512

Tw: praise kink, degradation, kidnapping, tourture, dub/non-con, forced breeding, dismembering, gore, deaths, age-gap, corruption, use of force, trauma, use of drugs, stalking, mentions of human trafficking on the near chapters, slowburn.

Warning: This fanfiction may contain kidnapping, torture, dub/non-con, forced breeding, dismembering, age-gap, corruption, vigilante Scaramouche, use of force, trauma, use of drugs, stalking, and more. This fiction will continue grow darker as chapters goes by.

Your mental health matters.

CHAPTER 12:

THE SUN

I look in the mirror, seeing my reflection as Ajax maids were assign to dress up for something appropriate to meet the one they called ‘The Tsaritsa’.

“Do I really look like her late-daughter?” I asked Scara, who’s been pacing around the room then sitting down the soft couch, he shrugged and looks at me, “that’s what Ajax told me.”

I nod in acknowledgement and look back at my reflection, the maid pinning and clipping something in my hair, my hair styled in a bun—curls from each side of my face and a ribbon clipped into my bun.

“finished!” the maid yelled, I stood and twirl around to see the whole picture of myself, I look like an entirely different person now. I couldn’t recognize myself, all I think was I’m just a lady behind the café counter serving customers but never thought an expensive outfit would really fit me.

“you look gorgeous.”

“Thank you.” I gave a twirl and a little bow in front of him, he smiled and I could feel him eye me from head to heels, he stood and put his hands on my waist—pulling me close and bury his nose against the crook of my neck as I feel him inhale my perfume scent. “Smells like tulips…” he mutter and lean back, making our forehead touch.

I try to shove him off of me, he chuckled, “oh, darling. After all these times—you are still resisting.” He snatched my wrist and pull them around his neck—nuzzling his nose to mine.

“Off.” I utter, trying to wiggle my way out of his grasp.

I heard a snicker from the door, I turn my head to my side and see Ajax leaning against the doorframe and taking pictures of us. “All done being a lovey-dovey to each other that you’re now practically going to smooch each other?” Ajax asked, Scara flip him off by giving the ginger haired boy a fuck you finger while his other hand remain on my waist.

“We should leave now, don’t want Her Majesty to wait.” Ajax suggested and gave a chuckle at what Scara’s doing, “after this, I’m taking her home.”

Ajax gave it a thought and maintain a smile and his eye contact to Scara, “that would be the Tsaritsa’s decision, not yours partner.” Scara rolled his eyes then pulled himself away, snatching my hand to his and dragging me away from Ajax and away from the room.

“The sooner we go, the better.” He mutter as we got to one of Ajax car, he open the door for me to step inside—closing the door as he circle around for the other to get himself in, I saw Ajax jogging his way here. He was chuckling and laughing at himself. He turn to the passenger seat, got in and made himself comfortable.

“I hope you’re not too nervous to meet Her Majesty,” Ajax smiled at me when he turns to look at me—giving me one of his warm smile, Scara rolled his eyes as I nodded at him. “She’s a lovely person, you’ll get to know her in time.” And with that, the car took off with me, Scara and Ajax in the same black car.

I could only calm my nerves, smile and not think for the worst.

I glance at Scara leaning his head against the car window, softly shutting his eyes to rest.

I could only swallow my saliva and just go with the flow, if she really is the most powerful mafia that has more resources—then she’s the kind of person who you don’t wanna mess with.

I was nodding off from my seat, someone’s tapping my arm as a voice that is soft and calm try to pry me awake. “Sunshine… Up… wake up…” the voice started to become more clear as I flutter my eyes open, I yawn and stretched my limbs in the seat. Focusing my vision as I look at my surroundings,

I see before us is gate, slowly opening as if we’re in a grand ball. I see little pretty flowers: Tulips, roses, lavenders, and more. The house was ginormous and old fashioned luxury. I was jolted awake from the sound of Ajax tone of voice, “you ready?!” he yelled, mix with enthusiasm and nervousness—as if he’s trying to calm his own nerves down.

But I admired the Tsaritsa’s front garden, pretty little tulips had been growing healthy and beautiful.

Ajax said that the Tsaritsa is as equally as beautiful as her garden, well—considering how fancy this woman’s name is, she’s might be as pretty as Ajax said. Heck, probably even prettier than the garden itself.

I was nervous, Scara noticed that I’m uncontrollably tapping my heels inside the car, his hand touch my thigh—caressing my skin with his thumb and giving me an assuring look, he didn’t said anything. Probably because words wouldn’t work this time, so physical touch and assuring glare is all that he has… For now.

I was spacing out, I didn’t noticed that he retreat his hand—got out of the car and got to my door to open it for me, he called out my name, “let’s stay out here and enter when you’re ready.” I smiled at him, I don’t usually give him a friendly gesture since he’s my stalker and not only that—he’s a mafia.

Taking a couple of deep breaths, I look at Scara then look at the distance where Ajax is idly waiting at the house front door, he notice me and smiled. “I’m okay, and let’s go.” Scara smiled and held his hand mid air for me to take, I took it as he guide me slowly at the house where Ajax is standing. As if we’re in the altar and Ajax is the priest to pronounce us as husband and wife.

What are you thinking?

“Ready?” Ajax asked.

I nodded and took a deep breath, “ready.”

“She’s a lovely lady, don’t worry.” Ajax assured and have the guards of the front door open the door for us.

“Yeah, lovely. The more I don’t trust her.” I heard Scara mutter under his breath, it made me chuckle at how much against he is to this but still proceed to do so, because of guilt is it?

We enter, look around as my jaw almost drop when I saw the insides of this ginormous mansion—she’s giving old money fashion, many vintage stuff here and there and there. There’s also a lot of portraits hanging from wall to wall.

I was too distracted admiring the décor of the house that I bumped into Scaras back. I let out a small ‘oof’ sound, I look over his shoulder and see a slender but tall woman, probably three or four taller than Scara and I. She was smiling faintly, as if she wasted her enegery for a single smile, she was facing Ajax.

I didn’t quite hear what they’re talking, Scaras shielding me using himself—he didn’t even looked at me. But has his focus on the woman and the ginger haired, I could only stay in my ground and not make a move until I’m told to do so—it’s better to play it safe in this house than be sorry.

“Where is she?” The lady had a smile to her face, not wide but enough to see the white of her teeth, Scara seems to stay his ground—refusing to walk nor even flinch. He was shielding me, did he not want the Tsaritsa to see me when he got all the trouble to doll me up and accompany me here?

The lady was moving her head from her left and right then back at Ajax, I push Scara to move the both of us closer so I can hear what they’re saying.

“Calm down, Your Majesty.” Ajax smiles, trying to calm the excited but also stressed woman, she’s clearly stress and been down lately.

“She’s right here.” Ajax point, the lady looked as her eyes met mine, “oh my god…” her voice squeal and rushes at me—making Scara jolt and move away for a bit.

“So pretty,” she keeps complimenting as I keep mumbling thank yous and you too to her. “You’re so… Little.” She pat my head like I’m a little pup,

Her smile felt warm, she’s a few inch taller than me. It made me look like a little kid in her perspective, “come dear, let me give you a personal tour to the mansion.” She offered, gently guiding out the door as I look back at Ajax and Scara, Ajax was waving at me while having his free hand hovering over to Scara’s shoulder as his expression tells annoyance.

I follow along side the Tsaritsa as she tour me around her home, there was a lot of room to remember just to make sure that I don’t get lost. She told me a story that she has a daughter that exactly look just like me but older and mature. We’d go to room to room, not going to lie—her house is so fucking big to the point I’m getting motion sick.

I watch the garden outside as I let her play with my hair as I sat on the soft cushion on the ground as I watch butterflies flee and flowers being watered, I don’t know why I’m letting her do this to me but maybe because I felt bad for her.

Hours passed and the lady is still taking me around, only when my stomach grumble is where she started preparing dishes as if her daughter never actually died…

I sat down quietly with Scara and Ajax on my side while the Tsaritsa is right across us. The lady was happily chatting her heart away as Ajax lean to whisper in my ear, “you brought a smile at Her Majesty’s face today. Thank you.” he hums and went back eating his dish while letting the Tsaritsa ramble interesting things about her.

We were having a good time actually, I love how the steak was cook and seasoned, it was like a life in luxury.

Scara took a few bites and nod to what the lady is saying, until it grown quiet—a man approach the Tsaritsa and whisper something. The lady nod and settle her utensils down and stood up, “thank you for keeping me company this afternoon. I truly appreciate it.” She smiled, tuck her coat up and took her purse.

We got up and bow our head down as Ajax said a gesture of respect to the Tsaritsa, she circle around the table and stop before me—her hands reach to caress both of my cheeks as she lean down to my height to hug me, her fingertips glides along my back as I try returning the hug—I swear I felt a warm tear drop off from my shoulder, “thank you.” She whispered and walked away.

Smash—

Someone broke the glass, the shattering was heard from another room. “We must get Her Majesty to safety!” one of the guards yelled, as the others charge and started shooting.

I don’t like the sound of the gun being triggered, it was too loud. Thankfully Scara covered me with his tux and ran me with the Tsaritsa—the lady grabbed me and ran with me, “Scara!” I yelled, “get to safety, I’ll meet you there.” He yelled and took out his gun and started shooting.

We ran and ran, I began to get dizzy and my breathing hyperventilating. Tears streaming down my cheeks as I felt overwhelm and too scared to even move, the lady came into a halt and hushes me like I’m a child. But she’s right, I feel like a child in this situations rather than being a grown adult. But hearing shots isn’t something that my heart could take, it's just too much.

You got to keep yourself together.

I try to distract myself with my thoughts, my hands started shaking as I feel like my ears were going to ring. A hand reached out to my trembling hands, wrapping them between her hands—the lady coo and hushes me, “hey, angel.” She called and brought me close to her, “It’s ok, I’m here.”

We got in a room where we’re away from the shooting, the Tsaritsa guide me to something soft to sit on. I took a few deep breaths and finally calmed down, although I’m deeply worried for Scara and Ajax out there.

“What’s happening?”

“It seems like an intruder broke in.”

I nod and look down at my trembling hands, the lady clasp it with hers and caress my hand with her thumb, “it’s okay, knowing them—they’ll be fine.” The lady assures and stood up, “I’ll make sure to find you some blanket in this room, I’ll back.”

I nodded and let her do her thing while I stare off into space, I hear a clank as if something dropped in the room, “Her Majesty?” I called, turning my head from left to right. She peak her head and smiled at me, “yes dear?”

“I hear something drop in here.” I say and the lady came back with a blanket in hand and wrapped me like a little burrito, “I think you’re just paranoid, ange—” her sentences were cut off as she and I smells something funny.

Gas.

She panicked and easily carried me in her arms, as if I weight nothing. How strong are these people that they could carry a grown ass woman like me? Do I weight nothing?

She got into a room to get away from the gas and turn to me, I feel too weak and too scare to run, “Listen, the gas we just smell are sleeping gas, it has a funny smell, right?” I nod and she proceeds, “inhale enough of it and you’ll get knocked out pretty quickly.”

The lights flicker, shit.

The gas came closer until I start coughing from the smell, the Tsaritsa covered herself with a mask—always coming ready, but I don’t have one.

The lights gone out.

The door bang.

Only the light in the Tsaritsa’s phone is the only light source.

I felt a hand tug me, it was gentle at first but it became aggressive as if it’s trying to pull me away, “Scara?” I called, he didn’t answer—normally, he would always say ‘yes, sunshine?’ instead I was met with silence.

The lady put a light who was tugging me front behind, it wasn’t him. No, it wasn’t either Ajax or Scara, It was someone else, a cloth was placed firmly to cover my nose and mouth, preventing me to scream—panic sets in, I struggle and tries to fight them off of me.

“let go of her!” Tsaritsa yelled, trying to fight them off in the dark. I was losing consciousness… my eyelids felt more heavy, the only thing I knew is that someone’s taking me away.

The Tsaritsa… tries to fight but there’s too many of them…

I don’t know what to do…

My eyes shut as I blacked out yet again…

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Chapter 13: THE SUN

(A/N: so sorry if it feels like this chapter is shit😭😭‼️ I'll make it up for chapter 13, I pinky-promise🥹🥹)

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