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The Depths of Darkness - Prologue: Fates Intertwined Part 1

So… hi, I’m still alive. I have a few works I’ll be posting here, starting with the first two chapters of this. Feedback always appreciated!

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Nothing as outlandish as being accepted into a prestigious academy happens on a whim; there’s a reason for everything in life. It could be planning, it could be timing, it could simply be fate. Whatever the reason, it seems I’m the lucky bastard to be hit by it. I should perhaps introduce myself before continuing, hm? My name… it’s Jesse, Jesse Nixon. I don’t exactly have the cleanest record, but you could say I made a name for myself.

But enough about my past, I was invited to one of the most prestigious academies in America; it goes by the name of “Eden’s Garden Academy”. It’s a school for the brightest high school and college students in the nation, to curate their brains so they can change the world for the better. At least, it’s what they say their agenda is… I have my doubts about it, but I’m not gonna jump to conclusions just yet.

I look at the envelope in my hands, stamped with a red apple. “Here goes nothing.” I take a deep breath before opening the letter and reading it.

“To Jesse Nixon:

We cordially invite you to enroll at Eden’s Garden Academy for your contribution as an ultimate. At this establishment, you will be able to hone and improve on your talent, as well as learning core fundamentals to succeed. In an era where anybody can be deemed an ultimate, we are glad to have you as the true face of talent. Please keep the details of this letter and schedule regulation strictly confidential, as we operate in private.”

I finish reading through and seal the envelope and letter once more. I pack my clothes, electronics, and other gear before going to say goodbye to my parents and brother. First, I go to my brother, Alex and hug him.

“Be safe out there, alright?” Alex was always the protective type of older brother.

“I will, I’m gonna miss you. Take care of Davie while I’m gone okay?” Alex nods as I go to see my parents. Once I get to their room, I see them standing at the door.

“Enjoy yourself, Jess,” my father says as he gives me a quick hug.

“Make sure to call often.”

“I will, mom.” I hug them both before grabbing my things and heading out the door. I wave at them while packing my bags in the trunk of the Uber I called and heading off to the train station.

After about half an hour, I arrive at my destination. I grab my bags and begin walking towards station E. I take a seat on the bench, patiently waiting for the train to arrive. I notice someone else waiting at the station: a young man with blonde hair and green eyes, but the serpent patterned tie is what felt most alluring about him. I try to start up a conversation, but the train arrives with a loud screech as I try to speak.

I grab my things and board the train, the car was rather light, only sixteen other people aboard. I take a look around, familiarizing myself with their appearances. I place my bags overhead in the compartment above my seat, quite convenient. Seems these are all fellow students en route to the academy. I take off my hat and settle in my seat, fiddling with the goldfinch feather around the base every so often. Eventually, I hear someone from the back speak up.

“G-Guys… we have a problem!” It was the voice of a young woman; she was pointing to a bag with a mysterious bottle emitting gas.

“The hell is that thing?!” I say as I pull up my bandana, hoping to not inhale the gas.

“How long was that bag there?” the blonde man I saw at the station inquires.

“It was there when I got here!”

“Yeah, but it didn’t seem out of the ordinary to me.”

It was complete chaos unfolding, suddenly, a man in a suit wearing a coyote mask collapses. “That’s not good.”

One by one, others begin collapsing too, like flies. I try to open the door to the other car, but it’s locked. “Shit, this thing won’t budge!”

“Let me get a hand at it.” A tall, rather muscular man charges at the door with all the force he can muster, still nothing. “This thing’s sealed shut!”

More people continue collapsing, everybody is panicking as the gas fills the entire train car. “I feel lightheaded…” the blonde man says before collapsing onto the floor.

“Why me?” Were the last words I could utter out before collapsing, my vision and consciousness fading.

After what felt like an eternity, my eyes open once more. I’m immediately hit by a bright light and my head throbs in pain. “Where the hell am I?” I slowly get up and look at my surroundings; it appears I’m in a storage closet. The shelves are lined with cleaning supplies and equipment, yet it’s still rather cramped. I rub my head and prepare to leave, but I hear footsteps.

I take a deep breath, hoping the strangers wouldn’t be alerted of my presence. The footsteps stop briefly, I feel my heartbeat increase. After a few moments, the doorknob turns and the door opens. I let out a startled shout as I kick the stranger, sending them back.

“What the hell was that for, you halfwit?!” the stranger shouts at me.

“It’s just instinct!”

“What kind of instinct tells you to kick people in the stomach if they startle you?!”

“Calm down, we shouldn’t be fighting right now!” The voice of a young woman interjects our argument. It seems they were together when he found me.

“Sorry about that, I shouldn’t have overreacted there. What’s your names?” I offer a handshake to the young man, but then I recognize him. “I saw you at the station, you were on one of the other benches.”

“Yeah, I thought you looked familiar. I’m Damon Maitsu, the Ultimate Debater. What’s your name and talent?” Damon shakes my hand reluctantly, his grip firm and confident.

“I’m Jesse Nixon. I’d rather not talk about my talent.” I look away briefly.

“Why might that be?” Damon narrows his eyes at me as if he’s trying to analyze me.

“It’s simply something I’m not comfortable discussing.” I smile nervously, hoping they wouldn’t press me about it.

“I understand, I’m not gonna pry.”

I look over to the girl accompanying Damon. Her hair is black, with the curls at the end fading to white, she wears a red headband, and circular glasses. I notice the crow’s feather attached to her headband and the badge on her jacket.

“Crows are known as harbingers of death. What might your name be?” I raise an eyebrow at the girl.

“You can call me Eva Tsunaka,” she says quite plainly.

“Jesse Nixon. Pleased to meet you, Eva.” I offer a handshake but she doesn’t acknowledge it, she’s quite cold as it appears.

I exit the storage closet before speaking. “So, seeing how you two were together, where did you both wake up?” Hopefully I can get more information about where we are from these two.

“We woke up down there.” Eva points to the staircase, I look down there and see a platform surrounded by water.

“Sheesh, seems I got lucky with where I woke up, though my back is still sore.” I run to catch up with Damon and Eva. “Any useful information I should know?”

“Turns out we also have shock collars on our wrists.” I look on my right hand and just as Damon said, there’s a watch on my wrist that wasn’t there before. I try to take it off, but a quick jolt of electricity shocks my body.

“Shit! That hurt!” I groan in pain before continuing to walk.

“I probably should’ve warned that trying to get rid of these things would set it off.” Damon lightly chuckles.

“Little too late for that.” I suddenly bump into a door. “A door, huh? Maybe there’s something behind it. Let’s check it out, hm?”

“You’re probably right,” Eva says as we brace to open the door.

#project eden's garden #danganronpa #fanfic #original character #damon maitsu #wolfgang akire #eva tsunaka

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wooshwastaken · 1 year

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Balance - Wolfgang Akire x Reader: Chapter One

In honor of him winning March Madness, I made this. Enjoy!

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You trotted through the hallways of the building, noticing the crowd of girls gathered around the dining hall. You were invited to Eden’s Garden Academy as the Ultimate Author. Today was your first day on campus.

Curious, you went to see what the commotion was about. Once you arrived, you noticed a tall man in the center of the crowd.

Wolfgang Akire was known well around the school for his kind personality, his soothing voice, and his stellar looks; making almost every girl who first sees him fall in love instantly.

Yet, you didn’t know who he was. It was your first day at the academy, so naturally you wouldn’t know anybody there.

You move through the crowd before bumping into a boy with pink hair, though what stood out most was the butterfly emblem on his sweater.

“Oh, sorry!” You grabbed your things and got up.

“No worries!” His smile was somewhat comforting. “The name’s Kai Monteago, Ultimate Influencer!”

“I think I’ve seen you on Twitter a few times, I’m the Ultimate Author.” You smiled nervously.

Kai’s face lights up after you give him your name. “I’m actually a big fan! I’ve read your works,” he exclaimed.

Your eyes widened, who would’ve thought a big influencer like Kai would actually know about you. “I’m glad to hear!” Your body relaxed itself, feeling more comfortable talking to Kai.

“Say, here’s my number-“ the sound of the bell interrupted your conversation with Kai.

“Let’s meet up after school, yeah?” Kai nodded at your proposal; and so, you both parted ways for class.

On your way, you run into one of the girls in the crowd. Her hair was a shade of pink darker than Kai’s, her chameleon bracelet catching your eye. “Hm, is something wrong?” Her voice snapped you out of your thoughts.

“Sorry, just spaced out. I saw you in that crowd in the dining hall, who is that guy everyone was crowding around?”

“Oh, his name is Wolfgang, he’s probably the most popular student here.”

Her response was somewhat expected, considering how many people were around him. “I’m Diana by the way, Ultimate Cosmetologist. If you ever need a makeover, I’m happy to help!” Diana’s attitude was rather bright and cheery.

“I’m the Ultimate Author.” You politely smiled.

You gave her your name before grabbing your books and going to class.

Once you entered the classroom, you noticed that that Wolfgang guy Diana was talking about shared the same class as you.

“Everyone, this is our new student; be respectful!” Everyone greeted you as you took your seat.

You could have sworn you saw Wolfgang glancing over at you occasionally. Ultimately, you just brushed it off as your imagination.

As class continued, it happened over and over again, you looking over at Wolfgang and his eyes quickly retreating to his desk. You couldn’t stop thinking about it during the rest of class.

“That’s it for today everyone! Make sure to review your notes and complete your homework! You’re all dismissed!” With that, everyone began filing out into the hallway. You made your way over to your locker and begin packing your belongings.

“Um, excuse me?” You nearly jumped at the sound of the voice. “Apologies for scaring you like that. You’re the new student right?”

“Y-Yeah, that’s me,” you stammered, nervously.

“I’m Wolfgang Akire, the Ultimate Lawyer. Pleased to meet you.” His voice was calming and smooth.

“I’m the Ultimate Author, nice to meet you too, Wolfgang.” You shook his hand. You give him your name and smile.

You both continue chatting for a few minutes until the bell rings. “Perhaps, you could study at my dorm?” Your face lightly flushes at the offer, but you remember promising to meet up with Kai.

“What time do you have planned?” you ask, hoping he picks a later time

“I was thinking maybe 8:30?” Wolfgang inquires.

“That can work,” you reply. “So I’ll see you then?”

“Yes, we will meet up then.” He smiles warmly.

“Here’s my phone number, call me when you’re ready.” You write your number down on a piece of paper and hand it to Wolfgang.

“Here’s my card.” He pulls out one of his business cards and gives it to you.

You nod before moving to your next class.

As the day passed by, you got acquainted with some of the students; but Wolfgang didn’t leave your mind. His kind attitude, his calming voice, it was all you could think about. “Now I’m starting to see why most of the girls are attracted to him,” you thought to yourself; until it was once again interrupted by the bell.

Lunch had finally come, you grab your bag and set your path to the dining hall. In your way there, you were met by Diana.

“Hey! So how’s everything going?” she asked nicely.

“So I met Wolfgang.” Her eyes widen at the statement

“How’d it go?”

“He offered to study with me at his dorm!” you exclaimed.

“That’s amazing! Tell me how it went tomorrow!” You nodded in acknowledgment before continuing to the dining hall.

When you got there, you found Kai and sat with him.

“Oh, hey!”

“Hey, when do you wanna meet up after school?” you asked, hoping it wouldn’t be at the same time as Wolfgang.

“I was thinking 5:30, you free then?” You sighed quietly in relief.

“Yeah, but I gotta be back by 8. I promised a friend I’d study with them.”

“No worries!” Kai got up from his seat and went to make himself something to eat. You decided to do the same, and got up.

Once you finished making your plate, you returned to your seat and Kai returned soon after.

The two of you continued conversing until the bell chimed, signaling lunch was over. “See you at 5:30,” you told Kai as you grabbed your bag.

“Yeah, see you then.” He smiled lightly before heading off to his next class, you doing the same.

As the day continued on, you felt increasingly anxious. Hoping to ease your mind, you focused on writing down notes while in class.

Soon enough, your final class for the day ended. “It’s 3:30 right now so I have enough time to get ready.” You first went to see Kai.

“Hey, Kai! just wondering, where are we going? Just wanna make sure I dress appropriately.”

“Probably just gonna take a stroll through the city, ya know?”

“Sounds good! I’ll see you soon.” You head back to your dorm and get yourself prepared.

You showered and picked out an outfit. You put on a rather casual outfit, nothing too fancy. You tied your hair back before checking the time. “5:15, perfect.”

You leave your room to meet up with Kai outside. He never specified where to show up though.

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Hope you enjoyed! If you did, consider reblogging, I love to hear your thoughts!

#wolfgang akire #kai monteago #diana venicia #a little self indulgent #project eden's garden #wolfgang akire x reader

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wooshwastaken · 1 year

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Not me replying a month late but… I legit wrote this cause the song from frozen popped in my head🫠🫠 I’m glad to know you enjoyed it!

Snowman - Mike Duarte x Reader

Hey everyone! Just though I’d post this oneshot of out favorite Captain! Mike Duarte! Hope you enjoy!

Normally on a winter day, Captain Duarte would sit on the couch with a cup of coffee and a book in hand. But here he was, snow up to his calf. You convinced him to join you on a trip to the park. It took a while but it worked.

“Miguel, you don’t go anywhere!” You exclaimed, sitting on his lap.

And to be fair, he couldn’t deny it. He didn’t want to admit it, but you were right. He hated the snow after he was forced to watch a snowman he worked hard on was destroyed in front of him along with his love for winter by a group of bullies as a kid. He knew he needed to try again; it’s only once, right?

“Fine, I’ll go, for you mi vida” he says with newfound vigor as he gets out of his chair.

Fast-forwarding to now, he stood at the entrance to the park that damned him all those years ago. “C’mon!” You said as you tugged his arm. He shakes his head a little before the two of you enter the park. Somehow after all these years, it still looked the exact same. You both went down the trail towards the set of benches. There were other couples present, but all that mattered in the moment were the two of you.

Mike takes a seat looking at the icy scenery; suddenly, he feels something cold on his jacket. You had hit him with a snowball while he was unaware. “It’s on now princess” he snarls as he picks up some snow before chucking it at you. You duck and chuckle before tossing another at him. More snow goes flying until you both are out of breath.

The two of you plop down on the bench laughing like maniacs, Mike's worries slowly fading in your presence.

“I have something else planned” you say before pulling out a carrot and a pack of pebbles.

“Are you planning what I think you’re planning?” Mike says nervously.

“I know you haven’t done it in a while, but I want to make a snowman with you by my side. Is that okay?”

Mike nods reluctantly before you hug him tightly, your warmth thawing his icy heart. “Before we start, let’s go grab some sticks” Mike says before you both set off together to find a pair of sticks. It didn't take very long to find what you were both looking for; and so together, you both headed to the main section of the park.

“Grab snow for the lower part, I'll get some for the head” you said as you began to gather snow.

The two of you reunited minutes later to begin the assembly, starting off with the lower body, moving to the chest, finishing with the head. All that was left was the face.

“Would you like to do the honors Miguel?” You asked him cheerfully.

He looks at the blank face, sweating nervously. He hadn’t done this since the incident, those awful memories flowing through him. He can;t puss out now, not after all the work you went through to get him to even leave the house. He grabs a pebble and attaches it to the ball of snow, making out an eye. You both continue to adorn the snowman with the materials, finishing off with your hat and Mike’s scarf. Mike stands frozen in place, taking in the sight before him.

“How does it look?” You ask, excited.

“It’s beautiful” Mike says, his eyes lost in awe as if he was a child once again.

You run your hand over his cheek, grazing the stubble on his chin. “I love you, so much” he says as he kisses you with a fiery passion. The world didn’t matter in that moment; all that did was the two of you.

“It’s getting dark” you said pointing to the sky, the stars filling the night.

“In that case, let’s get going then.” Mike says in a tender tone before leaving for the car. You both get inside and Mike starts driving. “I enjoy these moments with you” You say to him as he drives. Mike can feel his heart of ice begin to melt. As he drives, the memories of that incident fade out of his mind slowly, putting him at ease.

It doesn’t take much long after to arrive at the apartment. The two of you grab your things and head inside, the warmth welcoming you in. You take your coat and shoes off as Mike does the same. “I’m gonna go set up the bed, you wanna join me?” Mike says, you agree; and so, Mike disappears into the bedroom as you move to the kitchen. You grab some milk and some chocolate bars before getting to work.

“Babe, the bed’s ready!” Mike calls out to you from the bed.

You put some marshmallows and whipped cream before going to Mike’s room.

“I made some hot chocolate” You say before setting them on the table next to the bed.

Mike sits up and grabs one of the glasses before taking a few sips. “Delicious” he says before taking some of the whipped cream and putting it on your nose. You giggle before returning the favor and kissing him.

“I enjoy every second with you Mike'' You say as you settle under the sheets, snuggling next to him.

“Goodnight, mi vida” Mike says as he kisses your forehead before trailing off to sleep, you following him quickly after.

Hope you enjoyed the story! I’ll take requests from time to time also!

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wooshwastaken · 1 year

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I’m gonna hold onto this for…. inspiration🤭🤭🤭

Smut Dialogue Prompts That Make Me Feral

1. “Let me see those eyes.”

2. “Open your mouth for me.”

3. “Please kiss me.”

4. “Use your words.”

5. “Tell me what you want.”

6. “You look so good beneath me.”

7. “You can take it.”

8. “I can take it.”

9. “You take me so well.”

10. “Spread your legs wider.”

11. “Louder. Let me hear you.”

12. “Keep your eyes on me.”

13. “Touch yourself.”

14. “Do you want my fingers?”

15. “I can’t get enough of you.”

16. “You taste so good.”

17. “Hands behind your back.”

18. “Swallow.”

19. “You are doing so well.”

20. “Breathe through your nose.”

21. “Don’t hold back.”

22. “Show me how much you need me.”

23. “Say my name.”

24. “You can do better than that.”

25. “Does that feel good?”

26. “I want you to ruin me.”

27. “Do you think you deserve this?”

28. “I want to have my way with you.”

29. “Touch me there. Right there.”

30. “I will never get enough of you.”

#ask away if you please #hehehe #writing prompts #prompts

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wooshwastaken · 1 year

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WE WON

#just dance 2023 #just dance pulse #just dance #jd 2023

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wooshwastaken · 1 year

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Slayed, devoured and left no crumbs💅💅💅

Next coach yippee

He dances to physical by dua lipa

I made him June 2022

He’s a superhero but i have no idea how the hell he gets things done in those platforms I should’ve thought about that while making him but oh well

For him I wanted an 80s anime superhero vibe while also going for a futuristic theme because physical is from the album future nostalgia

Also the grey part of his outfit is supposed to be shiny/chrome but I have no idea how to colour that so it’s just kinda shiny

OH MY GOD I JUST REALIZED I COLOURED HIS GLOVE WEONG ITS SUPPOSED TO BE DARKISH PURPLE OH MY GOD I MADE THESE MONTHS AGO HOW DID I JUST NOTICE

And his alt outfit is him at a disco because when I thought of the 80s my mind went to disco

I have no idea what else to say about him

Fluffy hair

#just dance

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wooshwastaken · 1 year

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Should I write something for these five to celebrate Valentines Day?

#just dance haze #just dance 2023 #just dance gray #just dance joy-ce #just dance t-bam #just dance pulse #no cause #nobody writes about these five I swear

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wooshwastaken · 1 year

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I think you both dropped this 👑 what an icon

Mike Duarte x Reader Instagram

#captain mike duarte #mike duarte #mike duarte x reader

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wooshwastaken · 1 year

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Girl, I don’t think anyone’s gonna recover from what they did to Duarte- this story was so beautiful! (Also nice little reference you made there)😍😍😍

Come Back Alive

Duarte x f!reader. Spoilers for SVU 24x12 “Blood Out”

AN: listen in my SVU world, both Mikes aren’t dead, Barba’s a judge, and Rollins and Amaro are still there. Anyway, this is my fix it because I’m still not over what they did to Mike. For @adarafaelbarba bday bingo - Dangerous Woman, Ariana Grande (lyrics in italics).

WC: 1046, CW: see Blood Out - someone is attacked by a bunch of machetes. But it’s all HEA!

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“Babe, where are you?” you spoke into the phone as you chewed on the tip of your nail. “Call me when you get this. Love you.”

You let out an irritated sigh as you ended the call. You knew Mike had been under a lot of stress with BX9 and the Manhattan SVU. You left work early to surprise Mike. You treated yourself to a mani/pedi and then spent an obscene amount of money on a lingerie set that was nothing more than a strip of fabric. At home you set to task with dinner - one of Mike’s favorites. You opened a wine that both of you enjoyed - a barolo - and let it breathe.

You did your best to ignore your rumbling stomach. Your phone buzzed and you saw it was Mike. You let out a sigh of relief and responded to his text.

‘Getting a pack of smokes and then I’ll be home.’

‘See you soon. LY’

You grabbed the remote and started flicking through the channels. After putting on a movie, you decided to help yourself to a glass of wine. And then another. You brought back the bottle before you finished it all and decided to watch the movie. You couldn’t wait ‘til Mike got home.

The sound of an ambulance wailing caused you to wake up with a startle. You groaned, rubbing your eyes. It was eerily quiet.

You glanced at the digital clock and realized hours had gone by. You frowned at the realization that Mike still wasn’t home. Your gut gnawed at you. You were used to Mike working all hours - it was part of the job. Still, you couldn’t help but worry.

When you stood up, the empty glass of wine along with your phone that was on your lap fell and shattered to the ground. “Shit,” you muttered as you carefully toed around the shards of glass.

You returned with the dust pan from under the sink and then grabbed your phone from off the floor to see if Mike at least messaged you.

Your stomach dropped as you saw the dozens of missed calls and texts for you to call back. Your heart began to race and your hands shook as you listened to the voicemails.

Mike was hurt.

He was attacked by BX9.

Surgery.

Lots of blood loss.

You need to be here just in case.

It was that last message that sent you bolting to the kitchen to throw up in your sink.

Your phone buzzed. It was Muncy.

You answered, putting the phone on speaker. “Muncy what the fuck is going on?” You asked, your voice shaking. “Is Mike okay? Please don’t tell me he —“you couldn’t bring yourself to say the words, instead beginning to sob.

“There’s a car outside to take you to the hospital. I’ll explain more when you get here. Mike was attacked and he’s really hurt. You just need to get here now!”

You grabbed your purse and sprinted down the stairs of the apartment building. You could barely breathe or think straight as you flew down the stairs. You burst out of the apartment complex just as two uniforms showed up.

“It’s me! Mike’s—“

The officers nodded and ushered you to their car. The city passed by as a blur - lights and sirens overwhelming you. You began to cry again and clutched the small crucifix you wore on a chain.

You just prayed you weren’t too late.

—

Hours went by.

You wept on Muncy’s shoulder.

You went to the hospital chapel to pray.

Someone brought you coffee but you didn’t touch it.

Finally, two surgeons emerged. You squeezed Muncy’s hand tightly and she squeezed it back.

The surgeons said it was a miracle that Mike survived. He lost a lot of blood and required multiple transfusions. He was in bad shape but he would pull through.

You nearly fainted in relief. And then you promptly threw up again.

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You found yourself sitting vigil by Mike’s bedside for days. You held his hand, rubbing concentric circles, praying that Mike would wake up soon. You needed to be there in case Mike woke up. Mike had a plethora of visitors. Muncy and Benson both tried - and failed - to convince you to go home and rest.

You were stubborn to a fault - a trait that sometimes got you called a pain in the ass by Mike. You refused each time.

One night you nodded off, slumped forward with your head on the bed, your hand still holding his.

You woke up to the feel of your hair being stroked. You opened your eyes and realized it was Mike. Your heart soared and you felt a tremendous weight lifted off your boulders.

Mike gave you a defeated smile. You leaned over him, cradling his face and then peppered him with kisses.

“I got hurt.” Mike croaked. “I live for danger.”

“You sure fuckin’ do,” you replied with a fresh set of tears. “Please don’t ever do that again.”

“Sweetheart, I’m probably going to have to put my papers in after this.”

“That’s okay.” You sniffled. “I want that. I want you home with me. I love you.”

“You are so beautiful.”

“Oh no, I look terrible.” You wiped your eyes and ran your hands through your tussled hair.

“You’re the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.”

“Benson, Muncy, Joe - the whole crew - they’re going to get these assholes. They’re not gonna stop until —“

“I know. They’ll start what I finished,” Mike replied. “I know. Now get up here.”

You looked at Mike warily. “Listen you almost became ceviche. I don’t think me climbing in bed is the best for recovery.”

Mike let out a deep laugh before wincing. “Ceviche! Ah, come on. I’m bulletproof at least.”

“I am never letting that go,” you teased.

Mike smiled. “I would hope not. But listen, I’m pretty doped up on morphine right now so I’m not feeling much pain. I’m good, baby. So get up here.”

You climbed into the hospital bed and carefully laid next to him. “You know how I’m feeling. Can we just hold each other and never let go for the rest of our lives?”

Mike squeezed your hand. “God as my witness. That’s the plan.”

FIN.

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wooshwastaken · 1 year

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Wow! You never fail to make quality content! I absolutely loved this!

Lovers in the Back Seat - Mike Duarte x Reader (NSFW)

Rated M for SMUT

Tagging: @nessamc @xmoonknightlyx @jayblackpanther @crazy4chickennuggets @annetje @mysoulisasunflower @littleone65 @thesandbeneathmytoes @storiesofsvu @kabloswrld @xoxabs88xox @the-hinky-panda

It was perfect, the way Mike’s body covers yours as he fucks you in the back seat of his vintage mustang. Despite the frantic beginning, the love making is slow and tender. Long, deep strokes that hit that sweet spot deep inside of you, the one that makes you see stars as you call out his name. His lips are on yours, drinking in your ecstasy as he kisses you with a wanton, desperation that leaves you begging for more. Your fingers thread through his hair, tugging at the roots and he gasps as the pleasure and pain intermingle.

His hand comes to rest on your throat, squeezing just enough to heighten the experience. It sends you shooting through the stratosphere, all of your synapses exploding at once like a thousand tiny erupting through the night sky.

“That’s it mi vida, come for me like a good girl.” He whispers against your lips, that sinful smile curving across his mouth as his eyes fix on yours.

Your cunt clenches around him like a velvet fist as you crest, dragging him over the edge with you. He fills you to the hilt, thrusting deep as he spills himself inside of you, his mouth on yours.

In the aftermath your fingertips trail along the back of his neck, tracing over the tattoo between his shoulder blades.

“Fuck, you make me crazy.” He murmurs into your ear. You can hear the smile in his voice as his teeth graze over your earlobe.

“You are the only person I have ever fucked in the backseat of a car.” You tell him as his breath ghosts along the curve of your throat. You laugh as his stubble grazes across your bare skin. He loved that sound, the way you it flowed from you so freely.

“Am I your first, mi vida?” he teases, his lips brushing over yours. “I’m honoured.”

“There’s still a few other firsts I’d like to check off my list.” You told him, the left side of your mouth quirking up into a smile.

“I need to know more.” Mike murmured, his thumb chasing over the blush of your cheek. “I need to know every single detail, if I’m going to make your dreams come true.”

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wooshwastaken · 1 year

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You are on a Duarte rampage and I’ll be here every step of the way! ❤️❤️❤️

Don't Move - Mike Duarte x Reader (NSFW)

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"Don't move." Mike breathed into your ear as his fingertips entwined with your slender digits pinning your wrists to the mattress above your head.

His nose trailed down the curve of your throat, following the path left by his molten hot mouth as he showered your skin with heated kisses. You tasted so good underneath his tongue, you were the sweetest fruit that he had ever tasted.

The two of you were naked, flesh slick with perspiration as you lay tangled up in the fresh, cool sheets. His impressive cock was deep inside of you, his entire length pressed against that delicious, spot driving you further into delirium. His hips were pressing against yours as you strained for release, tiny little whimpers keening from your throat.

This was about you, about driving you insane with the pleasure he gave you. You were completely under his control and Mike enjoyed playing this game with you. You were his and this was just another way of showing you. He could never deny you anything for too long, already he was straining, trying to stave off his orgasm and prolong your ecstasy.

You were already clenching around his dick as he held you right on the cusp. Your breathing was hitched and ragged, your head tipped back into the pillow at the height of the euphoria.

"Look at me." Mike demanded in that rough voice of his. "I want to stare into your eyes while I make you come."

You gasped, that explosive tingling sensation pulsing through your entire body as your eyes fixated upon his. His expression was full of tenderness, his eyes blazing with eroticism as he began to move in slow sensual movements. The pleasure was intense and not once did you look away from his intense stare.

You were gorgeous, Mike thought. Immeasurably perfect.

The moment you climaxed was the moment that Mike fell even more in love with you. There was such a strong connection between the two of you and your bliss was burning through him like nothing he had ever felt before. He had never experienced anything as gratifying as making love to you and he knew he never would with anyone else.

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wooshwastaken · 1 year

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Snowman - Mike Duarte x Reader

Hey everyone! Just though I’d post this oneshot of our favorite Captain! Mike Duarte! Hope you enjoy!