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save-the-villainous-cat · 2 years

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May I request Villain rescuing Hero from Supervillain, who’s been drugging, harming, and using Hero for their (and their friends’) personal enjoyment please (you can include a “the previous night” scene if you’re into writing the spice)? Villain taking them home, giving them large clothes and blankets to cover all their skin and to hide away in, reteaching them boundaries and reassuring them they won’t ever let anyone hurt them that way again—bonus points if they have to undress Hero to clean their wounds and Hero is terrified :D All the fluff and angst you’d like, feel free to make it as long as you want, I’m not afraid to read >:) No pressure ofc!

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“Do you want more soup?” the villain asked. They knew they had to be patient with the hero. It hadn’t even been 24 hours and the hero was still shaking.

They hadn’t spoken much.

Communication only worked with nodding or shaking their head which also answered the villain’s question in this moment.

“No soup, okay. Got it,” the villain said. Though their homemade chicken soup wasn’t the best, it was a great improvement regarding their poor cooking skills. Which was why they’d thought the hero would like it. “I think it’s time to clean your wounds though.”

Usually, the villain used pet names. A lot. But ever since they’d saved the hero yesterday, they’d bitten their tongue when it came to that.

The hero stared at the ground, not really registering what the conversation was about. They looked helpless, hurt, devastated. The once happy and kind hero was an empty shell. All the villain wanted was to restore their sunshine hero. Hell, even if it took decades, they’d do it.

“I think a bath is best for you, what do you think?”

“I thought I had them,” the hero said quietly and the villain couldn’t stop their head from snapping up. They looked at their tired hero. They’d heard rumours about what happened at the supervillain’s lair. Those rumours had led them to the hero in the first place. What exactly had happened was still something they wanted to figure out.

But that could wait. The hero’s health was more important right now.

“I thought I had power, I thought I was controlling the situation. I was undercover but they…” The hero was silent again, blinking tears out of their eyes.

“Hey, easy,” the villain tried. “You don’t have to talk about it.”

“They touched me. I laughed it off at first because it could’ve been a mistake. They were touching my thigh and they didn’t stop and I was so scared, I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to blow my cover but then—”

“You’re spiralling. We don’t have to talk about it.” The villain wanted to touch their cheek reassuringly. But they couldn’t. The hero must’ve been traumatised. So the villain didn’t want to trigger anything.

“They used me. They used me like a toy you can throw away,” the hero whispered. By now, tears were streaming down their face. This was enough. The villain couldn’t take this any longer.

“This is hurting you. Let’s focus on something else for a while, alright?”

“I thought it couldn’t get any worse when they touched me. But then, others joined in and they were praising me and encouraging me but I didn’t want this. I didn’t want to be touched. I didn’t want to do it.” The hero’s bottom lip trembled. Their voice was breaking. “They drugged me. Made me be compliant and nice. I remember the feeling of waking up and hating myself for it.”

The villain took in a deep breath.

“It’s not your fault,” they said.

“But if I had—”

“No,” the villain answered calmly. “It’s not your fault.”

They glanced over the hero’s body, making sure they were as comfortable as one could be in such conditions.

“I thought breaking the supervillain’s kneecaps was enough of a punishment. But it’s not. I’ll take care of that matter,” the villain said after assessing the situation. “For now, I need to clean your wounds. Can you help me with that? Can you lift your shirt?”

“Yeah,” the hero answered. They were breathing heavily, clearly not comfortable.

“I won’t hurt you. We’re enemies but no one does this to my hero. No one. You’re safe, okay?” The villain was furious. So fucking furious they could’ve screamed. Using someone in such a way…they’d never thought this could happen to the hero.

The hero whispered another “okay” and lifted their shirt.

And the villain got to work.

#I usually don’t use tws but this is some heavy stuff #writing snippet #heroxvillain prompt #heroxvillain snippet #heroes and villains #hero #villain #hero x villain #heroxvillain #an answer for an ask #request #angst #h/c #whump #tw:sexual assault

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justiceamberheard · 2 years

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Is it possible for someone to write bullet points on what the sexual assault discussed in court was? I want to keep myself updated but know with my ptsd that if I watch the video and hear it, I’ll spiral backwards 😩

***major major trigger warning for descriptions of sexual assault***

Depp threw Amber on the bed, tore off her nightgown and attempted to rape her. He forced amber to perform oral sex on him. He did a 'cavity search' of her vagina in 2013 in Hicksville because he thought she was hiding drugs there and was angry that a female friend had been 'affectionate' with her. He forcibly penetrated her with his fingers in the Bahamas in late 2015. In Australia he dragged her to the bed, penetrated her with a vodka bottle and as she disassociated and all she could think was “I hope he isn’t using the broken one”. She reports vaginal pain from that to this day. I don't ever want to hear anyone say it's 'mutual abuse' ever again.

#ask #tw:sexual assault #tw:sexual violence #tw:rape #johnny depp #amber heard

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ilovemesomevincentprice · 11 months

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Bringing this back....for reasons

Vincent Price and Debra Paget - The Haunted Palace (1963)

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boliv-jenta · 8 months

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Max Phillips x f!reader (written in the third person)

For the Haunted Hoedown using the randomly generated prompts: Mythology/monsters and “you are mine, whether you agree or not.”

Warnings: Dubcon. P in V sex. Face riding. Slight monster fucking.

TW: allusions to sexual assault.

WC:2.4k

Feeding Time

Being out of work doesn't suit Max at all. He needs to be busy. Not using his keen business skills just seems like a waste. He feels like the star played out with an injury.

It's frustrating as fuck. The other downside is that he had to hunt for his meals and that's just a pain in the ass. It's not like he doesn't enjoy the hunt itself. Especially the part where they are screaming and begging and he just gets to overpower them. Max has been overpowering before. He was overruled and kicked out of college. He should be a little grateful now, as he'll never be the victim again.

The ass aching part comes in the form of CCTV and disposing of the bodies. Normally, corporate would deal with that for him. On his own, he had to be careful, vary the places he grabs people from, avoid cameras, and never feed too close to home. Not for the first time Max wonders what it would have been like to be alive centuries ago like in the movies. Roaming around fog clouded villages at night. Ripping the throats out of anyone he pleased. The thought of it made him need to adjust himself in his pants.

That's one of the things they don't tell you about you turn, how fucking horny feeding can make you. Sometimes that first burst of blood on his tongue has him standing to attention in a second. There have been times where he's had to stop drain victims so he can fuck the ache away before finishing. No one needs a distraction like that when they are eating. There's an added bonus of the blood tasting more full bodied if he makes them come. With this in mind he decides that he's going to indulge his other appetite tonight before he feeds.

Turning away from the bar, he plants his feet either side of his barstool. His long legs are open, highlighting the significant bulge in his suit pants. Maybe that will do some of the work for him. Max isn't picky when it comes to partners at all, any hole's a goal, but no one he sees tickles his fancy. Too lost in scanning the crowd he doesn't notice the act setting up on the small stage to his left. Until she starts to sing. All his attention is drawn to her. The way her lips move as she produces the most beautiful sound he's ever heard. The way her fingers adeptly pluck the strings on her guitar. He can't help but wonder what other talents her pretty mouth and skilled fingers have. The mental image of her on her knees, his length in he'd mouth and her fingers teasing his asshole has him hard and straining against his expensive designer underwear.

The night passes so goddamn slowly, the sound of her melodious voice has had him on edge for hours. He briefly thought about taking the edge off with the red head that's been buzzing around him like the flies around the drip trays in this dive. No, she wouldn't do, he needed his pretty little songbird. Finally, everyone left and he compelled the owner to go home leaving the keys with him.

"Wow. You are talented." He ladles enthusiasm over his words. Surely stroking the artist's ego should get him somewhere.

"Er..thank you. Where did Mike go?" She looked around the now empty bar.

"He had to run. He left these with me to lock up. Mike and I are old friends. I'm Max by the way." He held out his hand.

It was almost warm with the way she had the limited blood in his body singing. It had been harmonising with her all night. Shaking it she gave him her name.

"I've been barely about to take my eyes off you all night, your performance I mean. Do you have a manager?" After she shook his hand he didn't step away.

He stayed in her space. He could feel the discomfort coming off of her in waves. He didn't want to use his powers on her. He wanted to do this the old fashioned way. Max was nothing if not charming. He could definitely woo a timid little thing's legs open.

"No, I don't." She sidestepped out of the space he had her held in.

"Well, I just so happen to be a business manager…." He slipped a card from his pocket to hand to her.

"I'm not sure I'm ready for a manager but I'll keep you in mind." She plastered a polite smile on her face.

At this point Max realised that she wasn't interested in him at all. She wasn't timid, she was scared. She wasn't nervous about the handsome man flirting with her, she was worried about being alone with a strange man. For a fleeting moment Max felt bad for her. Only for a moment.

"Hey, why don't you let me buy you a drink? As a thank you for the wonderful entertainment." He smiled brightly at her as she tried to quickly pack up her things.

"I have an early start. I really shouldn't." With her case in her hand she made for the door.

Stepping in her path he added. "Just one?"

Her eyes were filled with panic, he could taste the fear in her blood.

"Just one. Then I have to go." She told him.

Max had seen this dance a hundred times. The guy coming on too strong. The girl trying to find an out that wouldn't anger him. Normally, he'd swoop in. Kill the guy, fuck the girl. They were all so grateful when he made a show of running the guy out of the bar. After draining the guy in some dark spot he'd bring the girl back there and rail her with the asshole's blood throbbing through his cock. It was his own dirty little secret.

As she tried to seem like she was comfortable in his company, but not too comfortable as to lead him on, he could see her checking her phone.

"Something important?" Max didn't know what had come over him tonight. He wasn't usually an asshole about these things. Even for a killer he had standards.

"My roommate. She'll worry if I'm late. She gets off her shift at the same time." She's making sure he knows someone will miss her.

"Well, text her. Tell her you're safe with Mike's friend Max." He lay his hand just close enough to hers on the bar to make her shudder.

She must have heard that a million times. The nice guy routine.

"She doesn't like to be alone. I should go. You can lock up, right?" She makes to grab her guitar case but Max is quicker. He holds it at his side just out of her reach.

"Come on. I've waited all night. I watched your show. I just want to talk. You can give me that, at least." He laughs as he steps closer.

That is when she runs, she's halfway to the door when Max reaches out with his powers. She turns on her heels under his influence. Her skirt swishes over her thighs as he makes her walk back to him. As soon as she's in reach Max has her pinned to the bar. His mouth assaults hers as his hand grope her tits through the soft cotton of her dress. As he goes to trail his fingers up her trembling thighs to her core a thought tugs at the corner of his thoughts. He pushes it away as he pushes two fingers inside of her.

It's her whimpers that have then thought tugging at him again.

'No. I don't do this. I never force them. I only take them if they want it.'

Suddenly her hips begin to move, she rides his fingers and kisses him back with enthusiasm.

His head feels dizzy. Nausea swirls in his stomach. He feels tired in a way he hasn't since he was human. It's bone deep and makes him want to drop to his knees.

All the time she's still been kissing him like she's hungry for him. Pulling away she looks deep into his eyes. The fear in them has gone. "You wanted a challenge. So I gave you one."

His feet move of their own accord as she leads him to sit in a booth. She slides into his lap and twirls his short curls around her fingers.

"Poor Max. All frustrated from not working. Not being stimulated enough." Her fingers undo the buttons of his crisp shirt as she speaks. Her hands push it off his shoulders before roaming his chest. "I can stimulate you, Max." With that she licks a wide strip over his nipple before biting it.

Max hisses and his cock jumps against her. "I thought you'd like my little scenario. I didn't figure you for such a gentleman. I knew I like you." Her hands are at his belt now.

Max tries to talk, to move an inch, nothing. He's completely frozen as she takes his rock hard cock out. She hums approvingly as she pumps it a few times, smearing his precum over it.

"So pretty. I've seen you around. We share a hunting ground apparently. I've been living off of scraps. Two pump chumps that barely give me anything. I think you actually drained a few once I was done with them. Then I saw you." Standing for a moment she strips herself bare. Max can't help but notice how everything about her that made her pretty is now magnified. She is absolutely stunning. Her clear skin glows. Her soft hair shines. Her curves are so inviting. "All that supernatural strength. I bet you can feed me for hours. Look how hard this pretty cock is. I bet I could ride this for hours, couldn't I?"

Max would love to tell her that she's right but still he can't speak. He looks forward to showing her as she returns to his lap and sinks down onto him. Unfortunately, all it takes is him bottoming out for him to come. He cunt is warm and silky in a way he's never felt before. It's all too much after all the build up.

As his useless seed spurts into her she lets out an inhuman roar. "Oh, yes, Max!" She bounces on his cock a little, milking every drop with her tight channel.

"There we are, still hard for me. Such a good boy." A few more bounces of her hips and she comes hard. Max worried that she might actually break his cock off with the way her pussy contracts around him. She screams his name as her whole body convulses. Max has never experienced anything like it before.

She's still riding him as she pants out "Oh. You are perfect.”

Max wants to tell her the same. Fuck his head spins and his cock throbs. He still can't move. It should scare him but it doesn't all he wants to do is rise up and fuck her like he wants to.

"You too." He manages to get out. That stops her in her tracks. He shouldn't be able to fight her influence. His strength arouses her further. For a moment she lets her control drop just to see what he'll do. In a whirlwind of movement her bare chest is slammed into the wooden table in front of her. Max is behind her. His cock spears her in place as he thrusts like the wild creature that he is. Speaking of which, when he drags her body flush to his to she sees the hands at her chest grow more claw-like. Her hand threading into his hair reveals horns protruding from his temple.

"Max!" She cries as he hits the right spot, his cock feeling even longer and thicker than it did before. "Let me see you."

Max barely pulls out before he spins her shoving her ass up onto the table and fills her again.

She squeals in delight as he splits her open again. "Oh. You are beautiful." She traced the veins on his skin.

Coming over him again, she undergoes her own transformation. Her skin shimmers with a blue glittery glow. Her eyes become a vivid seafoam green.

"A m-mermaid?" Max stutters out as he carries on fucking her deep. The table shakes with the power of his thrusts. His pants and moans almost drown out the sound of the table creaking. He's so close he can feel it at the base of his spine. It fuels the movement of his hips driving them forward and deeper into her incredible cunt. It's so wet and warm, he wants to stay in it for the rest of his life. His groans, as he blows his load again, are silenced by her lips on his. Max almost gets his wish about being buried in her for the rest of his life as her kiss draws out his life force. His softening cock slips out of her as he weakens and falls to his knees. Her lips cling to his until he's sprawled on the floor. He feels his immortality slipping away. Just as he thinks death might retake the eternal life it gave him, she releases him. Crawling up his lifeless body, she straddles his face. Their combined spend dips down his cheeks as he lays there clinging on to life.

"Mermaids are so old hat. The only people that fish those waters are the descendants of those smart enough to survive the sirens attack. The smarter amongst us evolved. They bred with incubus and other creatures, until they could walk on land and feed on more than flesh." As she speaks, she drags her folds over his profile. His perfect curved nose nudges her clit over and over. "I could feed off of you forever. I could fuck you and fed off the energy it creates. Unlike the humans you'd survive. Barely. Sorry about that." Her hands come down to grip his horns as she grinds her clit on his plush lips. "But don't worry Max. I'll take care of you." His juices burst against his slack mouth as she quivers through her orgasm. All Max can do is lie there as her release drips onto his tongue "I'll feed you up and get you strong again because you are mine, whether you agree or not."

#max phillips x f!reader #max phillips #haunted hoedown #tw:sexual assault #tw: dubcon

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klaineccfanficlibrary · 6 months

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do you have any complete hurt!kurt fics taking place in hs? or fics where the bullying is a lot worse and kurt gets rlly hurt. happy ending, no hurt no comfort.

Here are some, which I hope fit what you are looking for. ~Jen

What brings us closer together by CrazedLunatic

When Kurt is attacked, Blaine instantly leaves college to take care of him. With one decision, their entire relationship is changed and their futures reshaped. It also makes everyone around them realize just how close they really are. AU.

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Invisible by foraworldundeserving

"Do you know how many gay teenagers get bullied to the point of killing themselves? If I hadn't met Blaine, that would probably be me right now. You'd all probably be at my funeral, if you cared enough to come." Non-canon.

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Truth & Consequences by rainjoy

Warnings: The aftermath of violence and a suicide attempt, so it could be pretty triggery. Also just like angsty as all fuck. Set after S2.

Truth and Consquences, How To Survive parts one, two and three and And Dance, a big pile of angst. Azimio pushes Karofsky too hard against himself and specifically against Kurt, and the fallout reverberates through everyone’s lives, including his own.

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After The Storm by Wings Of The Dreamer

Blaine is the perfect student and is dating the beautiful girl Quinn Fabray.But what happens when he goes to see her at McKinley and tried to help the poor obviously bullied boy. Klaine AU. I’m bad at summaries. Rated M for a reason.

Trigger warning for rape.

#klaine fanfiction #fic finder #klaine fanfic #hurt!kurt #bullied!kurt #tw:sexual assault #TW: rape

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filthforfriends · 2 years

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TW: SA

@mammamiaskin @inghrafn

Video of what y’all were talking about so that everyone can see.

That’s sexual assault. This is a video of Damiano being sexually assaulted. Someone ran at him, pinned him against them with both arms, put their mouth and saliva on his bare fucking skin without consent. Every single må blog on this site should be personally enraged

#tw:sexual assault #Må #Maneskin #Damiano david #måneskin

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bobby-singers-daughter · 1 year

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This is a Trigger Warning for anyone wanting to read Ice Planet Barbarians by Ruby Dixon.

In the first chapter of this book there is a very graphic rape scene... Idk exactly how long it was because I was listening to the audiobook and ended up completely frozen and wasn't in my body anymore until it was over.

I decided to give this book a try because it was all over booktok and everyone said it was amazing... Not one person gave a warning for what I perceived as a violent and exceptionally long sexual assault so I'm giving one.

Don't get me wrong, I read a lot of spicy books and fanfiction and I'd like to see what the rest of this book is like but I'm too scared to run into another scene like that so if anyone who has read it could tell me if there are anymore dubcon or noncon scenes in it, I'd really appreciate it.

#tw: rape #tw:sexual assault #Ice Planet Barbarians #Ruby Dixon #spicy books #I don't want to yuck anyones yum I just want to be warned #and possibly have the chance to avoid it

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burningchandelier · 2 years

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Damn, I WISH the punk scene in the 2000s had been like "this song's about wishing I was born a girl" and "here's a song about sucking some dude's dick behind the CVS" and stuff like you youngins seem to think it was based on the internet's rose-colored glasses. It got better, it really did. Still, I don't think I can impress upon you how homophobic, how misogynistic, and how dangerous it was to be in the punk/hardcore music scene in the early 2000s.

The rampant violence and paranoia following 9/11 and the U.S.'s cultural disassembly made the scene so unstable.

In truth, it was like, if you were hardcore and you went to a straightedge show, you got your teeth knocked out. If you were a chick and you went to (literally any) show, you were lucky if you only got groped. If you were queer in any sense, you learned how to keep that shit on the low because you could very easily be killed if you were in the wrong place at the wrong time. If you were a person of color, you kept your head the fuck down. If you jumped around at the wrong kind of show, you could get beat up. If you hardcore danced at the wrong kind of show, you could get beat up. If you moshed at the wrong kind of show, you could get beat up. Wearing the wrong teeshirt? Yeah, you guessed it.

There were so many unwritten rules that you had to follow in order to simply stay safe. Just getting by in the scene was hard. Gaining respect was a fucking chore.

It was worth it. It was so, incredibly worth it, because there were good people there and the music was amazing. There was an undercurrent the whole time of resistance. There was such a pushback against this vitriolic, violent, othering mindset that, eventually, we won.

I will forever be grateful to the band dudes who sat in parking lots with me when I was a teenager so that I could safely wait for my mom to come pick me up after shows. I can never repay all of the older kids who looked after me, picked me up when I fell, gave me bandaids, and helped me out. Similarly, I looked out for others, because that's how it works.

There were more people who wanted the scene to thrive, to grow, to be full of good, kind people who welcomed others and who made good art. That is why it matters and why we look back fondly now, but it could have gone another way so easily. I am writing this not to piss on your dreams. Just the opposite! I want everyone who longs for this era, who feels like they were born too late, to take stock of their local scene. Consider how you can get involved. If you feel welcome, great! If you don't, elbow your way in and make a space where you will welcome others.

A better scene is possible. We made one.

#2000s punk #2000s hardcore #tw: homophobia #tw:sexual assault #tw: violence #hope #encouragement #inspiration #start a band #write a zine #go to shows #make your scene better

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warm-starlight · 6 months

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How do eroor1 make Levi's new backstory about erbin ?? 💀💀💀💀💀

By creating headcanons that Levi secretly enjoyed being shoved face first into mud and discussed whether he is a dom or sub in eroori relationship due to him likely being SA'd/sold to sexual slavery as a child.

Someone said Levi is a bratty virgin and since someone else calculated the age Levi was supposed to join the SC according to the manga and got 14-15 years old, the comment that followed that was "Erwin made a man out of this boy".

They're just gross af.

#snk #aot #ship wars #tw:sexual assault #tw:rape #anonymous

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nevermiind · 2 years

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KINNPORSCHE (2022) || Baekhyun - Psycho

#tw:sexual assault #asianlgbtqdrama #asiandramanet #asianlgbtqdramas #kinnporsche #thai bl #thai bl drama #vegas #kpop lyrics #baekhyun #+#+kinnporsche #*#okay. this scene was SO INTENSE #it really showcased just how fucked up vegas is #and i really don't mean to glorify this scene nor what is portrayed #but the scene is so visually stunning and it really shows the dept of vegas' fucked up mind

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justiceamberheard · 1 year

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#not explicitly about amber but she's referenced #tw:sexual assault #tw: r*pe #amber heard #feminism #misogyny #victim blaming

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glitchbitchwritingblog · 10 months

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Introducing some of my Skyrim Ocs!

Name: Verona the Brute

Age:27

Race:Nord

Personality: Serious and rather stoic,no nonsense person. Usually focused on her quests,quiet.

Backstory: Verona was born in the small town of Rorikstead to a couple of Travelling Merchants. The first 10 years of her life involved moving from place to place constantly. Her mother taught her to read a write,while her father taught her tricks of the trade. When she was 11,her mother died in a bandit raid and her father was seriously injured,Verona herself was kidnapped by the bandits after being knocked out trying to defend her unconscious father. The Bandit leader,a man known as Joric the Cruel,forcibly made Verona his Apprentice of sorts. He found her Spiteful and stubborn attitude interesting. He lived up to his name,though there were moments where some softness showed through. The first year Verona lived with the bandits,beatings were often and swift,After each one Joric would tend to her wounds and speak softly,almost fatherly,to her. He would often call her his little Sabre Cat/Kitten for short. Verona was taught how to fight by the bandits and they tried to raise her to be one of them. Life with them was hard,and often Verona missed her family,but she learned quickly running away was not an option.

When Verona turned 14,she had her period for the first time,one of the bandits,a woman named Svani, helped her clean up and explained what was happened. The woman also explained that now that Verona Had bled,that she would be considered a woman and that the men in the camp and in the rest of the world would try to make her their wife,mistress,or simply bed her,and that some men would not take no as an answer. Svani gave Verona a dagger and told her to use it to cut the throat of any man that tried to,but that if the man was stronger than her and disarmed her,to close her eyes and relax her body so as to avoid unneccassary pain or even death. By that Age Verona Had grown to have a shapely figure,and as Svani had warned,many of the men in the camp began to try and get her in their beds. Joric was one of those men.

When Verona was 15,Joric bedded her. She knew if she rejected his advances for too long,he would no doubt force himself on her anyway,so she gave into his advances. He was experienced in bedroom affairs and her first time was one where he used every trick he knew. He would take her again and again,sometimes he would take her multiple times a night. Physically it felt great,but mentally Verona hated every second. This would continue until she was 17,when she noticed she had missed multiple periods. She had been impregnated by a man she hated more than anything. When she told Joric, he was…...overjoyed to say the least. Boasting later that night how he had bred her good. He would then propose marriage to Verona,and she knew better than to turn him down. He kidnapped a preist of Mara and they were wed. He released the preist of Mara but luckily Verona was able to have the man smuggle a note to the guards in the nearby hold of Whiterun. Verona would give birth to a Little boy who would be named after his father 3 months later. She loved her son,she did,but she struggled to show it and to bond with him. She feared that the rest of her life would involve having baby after baby and having no choice but to watch them be raised into banditry.

A month after her son was born,3 Companions,Villas,Farkas,and Aela would raid the bandit hideout and kill nearly all of the bandits,Joric being one of them much to the releif of Verona. Vilkas was the one to found her and her son,and that would be the one and only time he would see her cry. She was releived to finally be free of the bandits who had taken so much from her.

She and her son,whose name she changed to Kond, were brought back to Whiterun where she was given a bath,hot meal,some clothes,and was tended to by the temple priestess. Hulda let her sleep at the Tavern for free until she could find a job or get in contact with any family.

It took a year but on her 18th Birthday she found her father and moved in with him. He had searched for her for many years and wept when he saw and learned of the life she was made to live after being kidnapped all those years ago. He doted on his grandson and spared no expense on making up for lost time.

Five years later,Verona was now 23,her father would pass away. He left her 2 homes,one in the forests of Falkreath and One inside the walls of Whiterun. He Also left her plenty of gold,enough so that she would never have to work. She chose to move back to Whiterun and hired a nanny,3 guards,a cook,a Maid,and 2 tutors for her son as she decided to join the Companions. While she had lived w her father,she wasn't idle. She practiced and learned how to fight,how to wield a 2 handed battle axe with ease and move in heavy armor. She Had taken bounties and killed endless amounts of bandits and other creatures,and she was good at what she did.

She was permitted to join and proved to be good at her job,she was merciless to bandits of any kind,often over doing it when it came to making them dead.

When she turned 27,she was asked to get the dragonstone for the court wizard. She did and then helped fell the dragon that attacked the tower. There she found out she was Dragonborn,and was made Thane of Whiterun. She found Tally after she decided to take just a couple weeks to wander around after such news,and found Kaidan and Lucien after hearing about a guy kidnapped by thalmor and about a man looking to adventure. Now she's on her way to become the best dragonborn she can be.

#skyrim #skyrim taliesin #skyrim oc #tw:SA #tw:sexual assault

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scarlettriot · 1 year

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Hey all, this is another political post, the last I intend on making for the time being. I’m just facing some really strong feelings and need to get them out. I completely understand if you don’t want to read this so I’m gonna put all my feelings under a read more.

You shouldn’t keep reading if:

• You do not support equal rights (unfollow me if you don’t support equal rights, actually)

• You don’t want to read about abortions

• You don’t want to read about adoptions

• You don’t want to read about the possibility of assault/rape

• You don’t want to read about vasectomies/tubal ligation

• You’d just rather pretend the world isn’t turning into an absolute dumpster fire

I understand a lot of the nation had success in these midterms and I’m so thankful for that! Even though I live in a state that went completely red, I’m not disappointed with the overall results, they’re better than I expected, honestly.

Still though, I now have to plan and prepare what my future is going to look like because I now have complete whack jobs in control over my health care and body.

Fun fact about me; I’ve always wanted kids. Like, for as long as I can remember, I’ve wanted to be a mother. But, we moved around a lot, money wasn’t totally there for it, so it hasn’t happened yet. Then everything with Roe V Wade went down and we had to take a hard look on what we wanted for our future.

Instead of having conversations with my husband about starting a family, we have had and are still having talks of how NOT to have kids. What we can do to make sure I am safe.

It started with him suggesting he gets a vasectomy which I’m on board with. But, there was this tiny sliver of light. We said if our governer becomes a democratic, we’d consider holding of on him going through the procedure. Well, ha, jokes on us.

I mentioned to him how I’m looking into tubal ligation now. And he said, “But, babe, I’ll get a vasectomy. You don’t have to worry about it.” Bless his heart.

Fact is, I DO STILL HAVE TO WORRY! What if the worst of the worst happens and I’m raped and a pregnancy comes of it? The government doesn’t give a flying fuck. I know the chances of that happening are slim but I never really thought I’d be sexually assaulted in my life and, gee, that’s happened to me twice!

I know I’m not alone in these statistics either, I know some people have it far worse than me. Some people have lived through that exact traumatic experience and worse.

So, my husband and I have had to take a good look at what’s best for us personally. We weren’t getting our hopes up though and we’re starting to accept that kids probably weren’t gonna be in the cards for us. Between my safety and the state of our country, it just doesn’t feel like it’s the right thing for us to do. I mean, no disrespect to those who choose to have kids/still want them, this is just what we feel is best for us.

The thing is though, before this ban went into place, we were still very much considering starting a family of our own. And then the government stepped in and removed those laws that made me feel safe and secure. They’re okay such a large roll in this massive decision in our lives. And I think that’s so fucking shitty!

And then, my state votes go out more of these narrow-minded twits in office to continue this destruction! I just— fuck, man— I can’t.

However, the hope is to eventually be able to adopt because I still would love to be a mother and raise a child. (Yes, this is where the very self-indulgent Kiri post came from). I might not feel safe having my own child but I hope that does not stop me from being a parent someday.

I guess I really don’t know where I’m going with this. It was just a lot of feelings and I’m still processing it all.

There’s this baby shower I have to go to this weekend and I’m happy for the parents but I don’t wanna go and listen to family do the whole, “when are you gonna have kids?” “Oh, you guys are gonna start a family soon, right?” “You’re almost thirty, better get to it!”

• the above quotes are just a few of the statements that’ve been said to me recently •

And I want nothing more than to rip their forking heads off and tell them it’s none of their damn business when I’m having children or, better yet, tell them exactly why I don’t have them yet!

Maybe someday I’ll have them, I still hope I will. But I’m now living with the very real possibility I won’t. And I’m on a journey to accepting that if I don’t, it’s totally okay. That my husband and I are no less a family, that I am no less a person. We do not need to have kids to live fulfilling lives.

I never thought it’d be such a hard lesson to learn… hell, I never thought it’d be one I had to learn.

#tw:sexual assault #tw: abortion #if I could move #I would in a heartbeat #gonna pour one out for my rights later #if I’m not sober later please don’t be surprised #scar’s tired #mad and really fucking tired

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horizon-of-the-lance · 11 months

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This Party is on FIRE!

Gildember 12th-13th

Party

Ace-human rouge

Ryai-Elf Spellblade

Konguq-human wizard

Vodren-Human Cleric

Bron-Dwarf Fighter

Vorlo-Hobgoblin Apothecary

DISCLAIMER

(trigger warning for themes of sexual assault, stalking, and intentional misgendering. While these things were done at the player's consent by a very clear villian to the group, the subject matter still may be uncomfortable for some to read. Reader discretion is advised.)

The session opens with Vodren receiving accolades for his work on saving the young knight. In his line of questioning he is asked if the gods are back, to which he replies they never really left. People scoff at this notion, and Vodren's is called to join the war by an older grizzled knight.

Ace, finds himself in vault surrounded by coffers filled with various coin, a statue of Cyrus holding a sword and wearing a golden breast plate. On the shelf are silver and steel trade bars, each numbered and marked. Near a pedestal is a large safe with an inscription and a book chained to the pedestal. Ace investigates the book and confirms it is the book he was looking for. He manages to snip it from it's chains and takes the book. He then takes time to figure out how to get the steel required by Tellum.

Konguq continues to enjoy her date with Morris, splashing in the fountain and dancing. Cyrus and Dacey come by to offer them drinks and to let them know they will be retiring early for the night. Konguq and Morris decide to go look for towels to dry off.

Ryai on his attempt to get to the servant's quarters is stopped by Tellum, reminding Ryai that he doesn't get a break. Ryai frustrated, asks that someone else take care of the library instead while he tries to avoid Vanthanoris. Tellum admits that he has no idea where the other elf would be, but tells Ryai where he can find Vodren.

Ryai goes to find him and sees that Vanthanoris is also in the room, making his way over to him. Ryai quickly attaches himself to Vodren, and eagerly takes the grizzled knight's suggestion to get them drinks. Once away, Vanthanoris stops his pursuit, but only gives a shrug in response.

Vodren and the knight talk, and Vodren learns that the knight is Admiral Wilhelm Kingsail. He offers that the party join the knights of solomnia and join the war. Vodren admits it's a tempting offer, but mentions that he needs to discuss it with the group. Wilhelm says he will be in town until the 17th. Ryai mentions after that it might be the best way to get funding to go after the dragon orbs. The two then set off to find Konguq.

Meanwhile, Ace tries to figure out the puzzle lock on the safe. He listens to the dials and finds that each on has two clicks. One set unlocks the box and the other set triggers an unknown trap. To find a clue, Ace looks through the book.

He learns that crossing was founded by a person called Cobblehelm and was primarily a back water town. It wasn't until a poacher from Solomnia named Harren Redford came over and helped the town really get on its feet. Eventually the poacher changed their name to Corine Blue Cloak to no longer associate with their criminal past.

The story resonates with Ace. Unfortunately when he tries the lock again, he triggers the trap and awakens a battered old suit of armor and it attacks him.

Konguq and Morris spend time toweling each other off. The pair's eyes meet as they get close. As they move to close the gap between them-

Ryai and Vodren enter the room, effectively ruining the mood. The two come in wanting to talk about the offer Admiral Wilhelm gave. As they begin to talk about the possibilities, people start shouting fire. The group runs towards the source of the fire trying to fight against the crowd. It's a struggle for them, one Ryai effectively loses. As he gets separated from the group, Vanthanoris takes his chance and swoops in to grab the elf. With a dagger to his neck, he pulls Ryai away from the crowd and out of sight.

[DISCLAIMER: trigger warning coming up again for non graphic SA and misgendering. Again these occurred with player consent, but reader discretion is advised]

Ryai tries to sign to the unseen servant to get help, but unfortunately Vanthanoris catches his attempt and threatens to mutilate Ryai if he tries it again cutting into his neck. He drags him into a latrine to have a conversation with Ryai. Referring to him as Nonaesse. He tries to get her to come back willingly saying that Qualinost could really use her help. Ryai fires back an incredulous reply that they would let him help at all. Vanthanoris tells her she would be surprised what they're letting people do these days. Ryai assumes the Dragon attack in Solace changed things but Vanthanoris doesn't believe her. Claiming it's only goblin attacks despite the fact Ryai saw the dragon for himself.

Vanthanoris eventually gives Nonaesse an ultimatum. That her fiance is actively looking for her and she can either come back with Vanthanoris now and make everything easier, or she can keep putting off the invevitable and make everything worse. Especially since now he knows where to look for his run away bride.

Ryai tells him he'd rather die than go back. To which Vanthanoris rolls his eyes. He also tells him that the name Ryai does suit him. Ryai snaps back that he doesn't really care what he thinks. Vanthanoris knows, but he knows that Ryai cares about what the rest of his party thinks. Ryai begs him not to tell but is met with a dagger hilt to the temple and cuts around his chest. Realizing that Vanthanoris left him bare chested alone in the room.

Ace, now staring down a large suit of metal armor, quickly uses the correct combination, and swipes everything that was in the safe. He runs to the door to unlock it, but it's going to take time for the mechanism to unlock. He tries to avoid the armor as best he can, but eventually gets knocked out.

Vodren, Konguq, and Morris reach the commotion and see the wing of the mansion on fire. As Konguq tries to rack her brain with what to do, Vodren notices Ryai didn't make it with them. While looking for their missing party member, he notices Vanthanoris leaving a room with a bundle of bloodied clothes in his arms disappear into a crowd. Vodren and Morris go after him, with Vodren demanding that the crowd stop the elf. A few manage to grab him and are met with dagger cuts. Vodren tries to attack but Vanthanoris quickly doges his sacred flame, giving Vodren a confident smirk.

Konguq makes a plea with Luitari for guidance and and help with putting out the fire. She casts thunder wave and the major portion of it is extinguished. She goes to help out the rest of the wing.

Ryai, stripped of his identity and dignity, tries to ask a party goer for his jacket before leaving the room. They deny him, calling him a harlot, and Ryai decides to go on without it. Deciding to try and focus on the crisis at hand rather than his current situation.

Morris whips out a nearby drawer and knocks Vanthanoris across the head with it. He hits him so hard he ends up knocking the elf back about 20 ft and land at the feet of a group of Knights carrying Bron. Who got himself arrested again for threatening people to get out of his way or he'll throw them in the fire. Vanthanoris takes his chance to escape from the mansion

Vodren notices movement from the room Ryai was in and sees that Ryai has escaped, but is exposed. Alaban enters the scene and asks Vodren what's going on. Vodren relays that Vanthanoris hurt Ryai and Alaban becomes furious. He demands that his horse and armor be fetched and that the rest go after that elf.

Ryai and Konguq work together to get the fires put out, with Konguq offering her sheer cape as cover. Ryai takes it but is trying to just focus on the task at hand.

Ace snaps awake to find the suit of armor standing over him. He quickly rolls away from the construct and runs straight out the vault door making sure he has everything. He then shuts the door behind him, leaving the key at the door.

Morris takes off after Vanthanoris first, and Vodren goes to check on Konguq and Ryai. Vodren offers Ryai some cover as well, but Ryai is still focused on the fire. Vodren hears the cry for a medic and goes outside where Morris was to find his neck slashed open and bleeding out. Out of magic, he manages to get some bandages and holy water to stabilize the man.

With the fire put out Cyrus joins his father to find Vanthanoris, demanding that Bron be let go. Konguq demands to be taken with them after learning what happened to Morris.

Ryai, with the fire now out, can feel all eyes on him as he becomes shellshocked. He feels Ace come up behind him and drape coat over his shoulders. Ryai is told to go back to the room but refuses. Vodren manages to fix Ryai's stay and hands it to him.

As the elf hunting party gets to outside the city borders, Konguq spots Vanthanoris and the knights pin him to a barn wall, forcing him to surrender. Konguq goes to pin him with her staff, but he takes the chance to take a hostage. Konguq struggles and he cuts deep into her neck, whispering that he's better than knives than her and that the man who sent him is better at magic than she is. Konguq, retaliates by unleashing cold magic on him, forcing him to surrender again.

They return, with Cyrus telling them to allow Vorlo to return to the city since he is clearly not a Wereboar.

With Vanthanoris apprehended, Ryai is asked to explain his whole story. Behind closed doors Ryai tells Alaban everything and Alaban becomes furious. He exclaims that if this is the best Qualinost has to send them then he wants nothing more to do with Qualinost, sending them a missive about Vanthanoris' actions and leaving Ryai out of it.

Ace returns to the room first, and is stopped by Tellum. He asks Ace if he's made any progress with his task and Ace, despite his injuries, tells him that every is under control. Tellum accepts that and walks away. Ryai returns as well and buries his face into Callum. He tries to listen to the puppy tell him about his night, but unfortunately finds it more grating than helpful.

Vodren and Vorlo spend the night on the roof, using drugs to help relax from the night

Konguq stays by Morris's side the whole night. When he finally stirs the two share some tender words which Konguq seals with a kiss. She joins him for the rest of the night, curled up by his side.

The next morning at breakfast, the party decides to come clean about their secrets.

Bron who killed his brother with a weapon swore to never use one again, only using shields to fight

Vodren was raised by goblins.

Vorlo wiped Seeker Rowanna's memory

Ryai was born a woman and is trying to flee from his fiance

Konguq doesn't have any, and has always been a open book.

Vodren reassures Ryai of his current identity and Vorlo even explains that it's not uncommon for Hobgoblins to change their gender depending on role.

The group turns to Ace to ask what his deal is and he gets up to talk with Alaban alone. Ryai and Vorlo say "uh no" and follow after despite his protests.

While they're away, a servant delivers a letter to Vodren. From the Jackdaws demanding 1000 steel for Galera's life. The rest also go to talk to Blue Cloak.

Ace, now annoyed everyone is here goes to knock on the door when Tellum opens it. Alaban also wants to talk with the group about something.

When Ace asks for privacy again, Alaban tells Tellum and Cyrus leave, with Bron giving them the stare down.

Alaban starts with a concern that he found the key outside his vault and wants to know who did it. Ace, unloads his backpack from the night before and tells Alaban everything. About how yes his father would like him dead and that he preferred his brother Elliot over him. But he ran away with a man named Tarth who knew his grandfather and told him he could teach him how be a thief like him. It unfortunately ended with them stealing a Crown from Palanthas, Tarth getting killed, and Ace now walking with a permanent limp. He comes clean about how he melted the crown down and gave the earnings to the Orphanage Tarth was from. The reason he wanted to come clean was because he related to the Blue Cloak family story of a criminal who changed her identity to start over. And if he did what Tellum asked, Crossing would be thrown in absolute dissary during a time where it needs unity.

Alaban, completely moved by Ace's story and motives tells him that he's going to tell Tellum the story himself and give him the steel he asked for. That the group has done a lot for Crossing as a whole and Ace's past be damned.

The party then comes clean about their plans to take the Jackdaw ship and how Galera was kidnapped by them. Alaban says 10x the winter dock rate wasn't worth it anymore and that he has thier full support in taking it from them. The party decides to talk with Marion Hartshield to see if they can get her assistance with helping poison the crew like her daughter intended.

When they bring up that Admiral Wilhelm invited them to join the navy, Alaban points out that the Admiral keeps a close eye on family lines and would most likely send Ace back to his family if they joined. Ryai laments a bit at the loss of an opportunity when it came to finding the dragon orbs, but when Alaban hears that Ryai has 3/5 of their locations he offers to help fund finding them.

When asked if there was anything else the party was hiding, Konguq speaks up about Rumblegut and the necromancy he preforms along with communicating with the Dragon armies. Ryai assures him that he's not using any of the townspeople for his work and is just doing the dragon army thing as a paycheck. Alaban pushes back, reminding Ryai of Alaban's duty and wants to talk with the Kobold about his business with necromancy and dragon armies.

The party decides to split

Ace, Konguq, Bron, and Vodren plan to break the news to Marion Hartshield about her daughter and attempt to recruit her.

Vorlo and Ryai are going to Rumblegut to try and get him to cut ties with the dragon army.

If they succeed in both saving Galera and convincing Rumblegut, Blue cloak offers them the armor in the vault.

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#dragonlance #dnd stuff #dnd campaign #crossing #session recap #npc #player character #tw: stalking #tw: sa #tw:sexual assault #tw: misgendering #Ryai is my PC and I was cool with it.#this was also a great fucking session wowza #Spotify #level up 5e #the start of “when ryai deals with elves it gets wild” trend

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