:3 for the smut sentence starters "you're mine, and i take care of what belongs to me."
ty ty for the prompt ππ tho i have to admit this one is not as smutty as i wished but hey, i like what i wrote anyways \o/ it's a pseudo follow up to Gemini in a way
prompt list is here!
β youβre mine, and i take care of what belongs to me. β
Adam Smasher/OC
At some point Adamβs giddiness at her conversion, the pride that radiated off of him like a welcoming heat, dulled. It didnβt vanish, not entirely, Victoria could still feel the fondness in his hold and the stolen presses of mandible to lips, demanding where once he merely tolerated, but something changed. Shifted.
It was more obvious now, when that hold tightened into something that could crush bone and made her HUD flash a warning of external pressure as his thumb traced a scar that didnβt exist anymore. Not truly. The threads of gold through skin was a recent aesthetic choice, a replication to make her change easier; to help her resettle into a new body distressingly similar to her own. She wasnβt sure how effective it was, but wellβ¦she hasnβt had shaky hands or glitchy visions just yet.
She huffs a needless breath where her lips work against the cables of his neck, pausing to ask; βAn enny for your thoughts?β The tilt of his head is a miniscule thing, a quiet acknowledgement that she feels with where her fingers are curled against the hard line of his jaw. He furthers it with an ease in that crushing grip, thumb ghosting circles over her hip as if to soothe the never-forming bruise.
There was some irony there, that heβd be gentler with her in a body that could handle his strength.
βThe princessβs,β a rebuke brews on her tongue, Michiko has long outgrown being a mere princessβ βlittle spies found him.β It dies.
An audible clack in the space between them as she gnashes her teeth together. A stagnant heat builds in her circuitry, so hot it burns cold.
He was a horrible thing; busted jaw and crooked nose. One eye cybernetic and the organic one cloudy white, what little left of his iris torn. His hand was shaking. Thrill or adrenaline; not nerves. Not with that smile. Not nerves. A hum rose in her ears; the building charge of a tech weapon, buzzing like static or flies orβ
βVictoria.β Adamβs voice cuts through, stern in demanding her attention. His free hand had moved, coiling a blonde lock around a thick finger, tugging gently until her vision unblurred after quick blinks and deep breaths.
The hand on her hip continued the soothing motions; βWhat do you need?β
Nothing. Everything. Too much to ask for butβ but demand is instinctual, so deeply embedded itβs woven through her internal mechanisms. She wants to know why Michiko alerted him first and not her. She wants that bastard on the brink of death, suspended in limbo and agony, taken apart and pieced back together with rusted parts grafted onto peeled skin.
But what she needsβ¦
Well, thatβs ridiculously simple.
βYou.β
Adam hums at her answer, and she wonders if she really needed to say it at all as he adjusts her position on his lap. Her thighs frame his hips, arms wrap loosely around his neck. There was hardly any space between them but his hand cradles the back of her head and draws her in those final inches.
A lot of things taste different now, but heβs always had that tang of bitterness that lingers on her lips for hours after. An unexpected but delightful constant that she canβt imagine ever getting sick of.
βYouβre mine, Buttercup,β the mechanized croon against her lips shouldnβt be as tender as it is, not with that accompanying tell-tale click of a panel sliding open and the hard press of his cock between her legs, βand I take care of what belongs to me.β
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π―οΈ for the fantasy brothers uwu pls
Aaron:
βHow must it feel, to exist in your distorted mind of forgotten history and dying flames? What urge keeps your hollow body functioning, moving constantly on autopilot? I would want nothing more than to pick you apart, pull open the stitched flesh of your broken body and see for myself the dark energy which keeps you animated. But it would take time and patience for you to heal once again, both of which I donβt have.β
Ace:
βHow is it possible for such a bright and guileless heart to have persevered the life of a caged bird? Had you been waiting for me all along, awaiting the day someone would save you from your despair? You may have been taught to hide away, to never show your face to those who could potentially harm you, but I will give you the life of freedom youβve always dreamed of with you by my side, for when others see you, they will know not to harm what belongs to the Villain.β
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"Some people don't want to be saved." With skk β‘β‘
Our war has begun π
"Some people don't want to be saved."
Chuuya lowers a sharp glare Dazai's way, but the downcast eyes and twist in Dazai's lips tell him that he hadn't meant to say it out loud.
"No need to fill your hero complex."
Irritation prickles across Chuuya's skin. He clenches his teeth together and takes a breath. Two breaths. "If you don't want to be saved, then why use the river that you know I walk past every day at this time?"
Something flutters across Dazai's face but he looks away. "What better witness to my death than the one who most despises me?"
Chuuya grabs a fist of Dazai's shirt. They're both soaking wet, dripping and shaking, but the anger has him feeling hot. "Fuck you. You're so fucked up."
One dark eye stares back, an empty, swirling void of madness. Most people think Dazai doesn't feel at all. Chuuya knows that it's more like a pendulum swinging from numbness to bursting overload. There's a plea in his eye, hidden deep deep deep and locked away.
"Leave me alone, Chuuya."
Chuuya glares for another moment. Dazai doesn't move. There is no expression on his face. Not anger, not despair, not even the desperation of death or Chuuya's touch.
Nothing.
Chuuya shoves him away. "Don't come sobbing to me when you catch a cold."
And then he leaves, feeling something akin to an earthquake inside his chest.
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Yellow, mela! 10, 13 and 25 please ππππ
10. Any books you hate-read this year?
I love the audacity, because yes, yes, I did. I read two Ali Hazelwood books. Because of you. One was a buddy-read with you. I blame you. Entirely. Forever.
(The buddy-read was β¨brilliantβ¨ though, I think you actually suffered more)
13. How would you summarize your reading choices for this year?
Storygraph still insists I mainly read fiction books that are emotional, reflective, and dark. Which is true. But Iβve also been reading Ali Hazelwood books and the Thursday Murder Club Mystery series, and The Unhoneymooners.
My reading has been heavily dictated by my bookclub, and Iβll admit, we have also noticed the pattern of gloom and doom.
25. If you had to give a TEDTalk on a book you read this year, for better or worse, which would it be?
Beyond Sleep by Willem Frederik Hermans. I have a murder theory that Iβd love to explore.
Ask me End of the year book-reading asks π
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for the fic word meme: tears <3
from the i'm taking you with me fic
He scrubs a heavy hand down his face and tries to bite back the tears burning in his eyes.
send me a word and iβll see if it shows up in one of my wips !
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just know that every time i serve a customer iβm doing it with disdain in my heart
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is it love alexπͺ hours bc WOW i may not know u super well and havenβt known u very long, but!! i adore u & every muse u take on? tange and red and hugo and EVERYONE! i feel so lucky to be able to write with u (or at least chat abt character stuff with u), and iβm so excited to see what the future has in store π₯Ί i need to finish converting nauxβs blog to a full thieves guild LOL so hugo can have even more companyβ¦tho i wonder now how tange and naux would carry on with each other π€ ANYWAY ilu and hope u have a wonderful holiday weekend!! u deserve all good things
SHOUTS AT YOU CHE. i love you, im so happy i came across you this summer. thank you for loving my muses and letting me love you and yours. IVE BEEN THINKING ABT TANGE MEETING NAUX TOO TBH!!! i get excited every time i see you on my dash or in my notifs and i SIMPLY have no chill over your art. youβre so creative and fabulous and i always look forward to interacting with you more!!!! π have a stellar holiday!!!!
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