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justplainwhump · 4 months

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Seat 2B

Dany faces Geoff.

Next installment of @wildfaewhump and I's Just A Fling AU. The perfect Geoff, Peyton and their mentioned friends are Vic's characters and they penned a lot of this piece.

[Just A Fling Masterlist]

Content / warnings: Intimate whumper, whumpee meeting whumper in public, past trauma and not ideal coping with it, mentioned serial killings, mention past noncon drugging and assault, sexually derogative language, mention of BBU-pets; pretty frank discussion of past noncon.

2B is Dany's favorite seat on most long distance flights. Best class available, be it First or Business or whichever names they came up with. Aisle, meaning she can get out without the need to talk to anyone. Second row instead of first so there's a bit more air in front of her instead of a wall.

She's gotten it for this flight as well, the way home after some intense days of preparing and ensuring the final acceptance of their newest freight terminal. It's been a success. Another one. Dany is good at her job, and she knows it.

She leans back in her plane seat and opens her laptop to check on the press release the company is about to send out, tuning out the busy noise of the last passengers boarding and filing to the back of the plane.

"Excuse me, Madam" someone next to her says, half bored. "I'm 2A."

She's not sure if its his voice that sets her off, the smell of his cologne, or his looming figure, some inches too close to be entirely polite, but her whole body is on alert suddenly.

Geoff Cortlandt.

"Oh. Ms Hammond," he says, eyebrows up. "Hadn't recognized you, fully dressed."

Dany's hand, halfway to the tray table, freezes mid-air. Geoff's gaze feels heavy on her skin. Even without looking up, the smug amusement radiating from him is almost palpable.

She sets her jaw and reaches out to pick up her laptop and slide back the tray table to let him pass. "Mr Cortlandt."

"Just kidding," he whispers, as he squeezes past, too close for the amount of legroom the plane offers, and pauses, his mouth next to her ear. "You were not actually memorable undressed, either."

"Peyton saw that differently." It slips out, before she can think twice, her voice perfectly even. She's taken seminars on it, on her way to becoming the negotiator she is today - quick comebacks, how to deal with low blows.

Paying back in turn ranks very low on the list.

And it is downright stupid, when it's about the exact thing Peyton's tried to warn her about in his very own, very inappropriate manner. 'We were getting pretty close. And I was… distracted by you. In a way that wasn’t working for Geoff.'

Geoff freezes for a moment, and she thinks she sees a muscle in his jaw twitch, before he breaks into an easy smile. "Well, he's luckily left that behind him now, didn't he?"

He slides into his seat next to her, just as a flight attendant leans into their row. "Can I offer you a drink before take-off?"

"Champagne," Geoff says smoothly. "For both of u-"

"Vodka for me," Dany interrupts. She'll have to sit through this. She's not going to fold, not again, not after she panicked at the tennis match and let him have it. "Straight."

The attendant lifts his eyebrows, but doesn't say a word, while he prepares a plastic flute of champagne for Geoff and then bends down to the bottom of his cart to hand Dany a tiny bottle of Vodka and a glass.

"Well, then." Geoff waits until the attendant has left for the next row, before he raises his glass. "Cheers, Ms Hammond. Go on. Drink up. We both know you're more fun once you've got a little liquor in you."

"We both know it wasn't just liquor. We both know it wasn't fun." Dany screws open the cap of her bottle and pours it into the glass, pausing before she looks at him again. "And we both know you walked away. Is it just like that? Do you always just happen to get away with it?"

He smiles, and it's shaped like it should be charming. It's not. It's just empty. "I'm here, aren't I? Makes you wonder. Is it really possible for someone to do 'wrong'? Or are we just afraid? If right and wrong were the immutable forces we treat them as, wouldn't it be impossible for us to do wrong?"

Dany chuckles dryly and shakes her head, then downs the vodka in one go. "I didn't say anything about right or wrong, you started that yourself. My degree is in psychology, not philosophy." She puts the glass down and grimaces. "Pretty sure you, Mr Cortlandt, are an interesting case for both fields."

He laughs a little in return, and it makes her stomach churn. "I like that." He sips too, his eyes wandering over the cabin, before he turns back to her, shifting in his seat to pull up one knee and cross his opposite ankle under it, leaning in like they're good friends. "So," he says. "What did you like most about fucking Peyton?"

"There's a reason you and I were only intimate when I was unconscious, Geoff, and that's because I don't fucking want you in my bed. Not physically, and not mentally either." She smirks and tilts her glass at him. "You'll never know."

His grip on his glass is tight, but he doesn't retreat, and his smile doesn't drop. If anything, it gets more dangerous. "Fair enough. You know-" He glances around like he's about to share a secret. "There was this one time, he and I. We had a little bit of a threesome, there was this girl. We had her between us, on her hands and knees like a whore, she was so hot for it. Peyton has this way he angles his hips- her whole body seized. She wasn't really my type, but the way she looked right then, coming undone for him with my cock so deep in her throat she couldn't breathe... I almost had to keep her." He takes a deep breath and smiles brightly. "Anyway. I can only imagine he was a great lay for you too."

Dany can't breathe. Couldn't then. Can't now. It is her, it was her, the woman caught between them, betrayed, helpless, powerless. Images she can't remember, but dreams of anyway.

She has to get away. Her hand flies to her waist, unbuckles the security belt, and she staggers to her feet to escape towards the restroom.

"Madam," someone yells, and before she can flee, a stranger is over her, presses her back into her seat. "You cannot get up, Madam, we're in the middle of takeoff, are you insane? Mr Cortlandt, Sir, could you please take care of your friend? She's endangering everyone."

There's more hands on her, Geoff's hands, on her shoulders, wrapped around her own hand, and he's talking over her, her own voice stuck in her throat. "Of course, I'm so sorry about her. She's a nervous flyer. You'd never want everyone on the plane in danger because of you, would you, Dany? We're going to get through this together, I promise. You just need to put your seatbelt back on."

"You got her?", the other man asks sharply.

It's all too much. The shaking of the plane, the hands all over her, the images, and Geoff, Geoff, Geoff, he's next to her, he's over her, he's inside her, 'my cock so deep in her throat that she couldn't breathe', she's dizzy and nauseous and nothing makes any sense.

"No," she whispers weakly, "No, I don't want this, please."

He's not leaving. His hands are on her hips now, almost tender, pulling at the seatbelt, locking her back in. "I know, but there's nowhere else to go. You're just going to have to endure. I'll stay right here with you the whole time, alright? You're not getting rid of me."

Louder, to someone else, he adds. "I think I've got it from here. Thank you for your help."

The plane's rattling gets heavier, then stops, as it raises from the runway, pushing her back into her seat even deeper.

Dany's whole body is trembling. Tears are catching in her lashes, but she's not even able to cry. "Why?" she whispers tonelessly.

Geoff whispers in her ear, one arm around her shoulders. "Why not? You were just a fling."

They stay like that, Dany locked in her seat, caught in her own body, Geoff leaning in over her, holding her hand in his like a friend would, until the plane has reached cruising altitude and the seatbelt lights turn off with a little ping.

Only then does Dany manage to shake her shoulder and brush his hand away from her.

"I hate you."

Geoff settles back into his own seat, the grin on his face satisfied and smug. "Whatever helps you sleep at night." He pulls out his phone and opens his picture gallery. "Hey, want to see pictures of my pets?"

She can only shake her head tiredly. "I want you to die"

"You first, princess."

It's almost casual, almost like smalltalk, but it cuts deep. Peyton's words ring in her ears. 'If we hadn’t done what we did, you would be dead. Pieces of your body would have been hidden from here to Georgia, and no one would ever have found you.' Geoff had been ready to kill her. He'd not, he'd found another way, but he'd been close.

"Don't call me princess," she says, even though she knows it's hollow and empty and he'll do whatever he wants anyway. It's easier to reply to that part of his line, than acknowledging the meaning of the other.

He leans closer again anyway, swiping through pictures of a young Philipino person, sultry eyes thick with mascara and shadow as they watch the camera from repose in a king-sized bed. "This one's Lourdes. They're my latest, just got them a couple weeks ago. I always like to have one picture when they're brand new." He swipes again, and the next picture shows someone with similar features. This one, a young man, is hollow-eyed and clearly frightened as he sits stiffly on an ornate couch, hands clasped tightly between his knees. "See? They just... lose that spirit, after a while."

She doesn't want to look at his phone, but it's not like she can go anywhere. Pets are people, she thinks, she's said it so often, but she doesn't now. Because if anyone is aware of this, she's sure it's him. That's why he's showing her these pictures. Because they're people and because he enjoys to make them miserable.

Like he enjoys to make her miserable.

You first.

"You kill them," she says flatly. "Don't you? That's what you're going at with flashing this photo gallery at me."

He glances around, as if to make sure no one is taking an undue interest in their conversation. "What a horrible thing to say! I love all of my pets. And they're all still with me in one way or another. But I wouldn't expect you to understand that bond, since you have none of your own. You're not very caring, are you, Dany? You flit through life without ever really taking anyone with you. It's why I didn't like seeing Peyton get caught up as your latest infatuation. You would have moved on eventually without a drop of care for what it did to him."

"I did move on," she says, carefully. There's something about the way he's phrased it that rubs her wrong. "He moved on, even before I did. Without a drop of care. You made sure of this." She chews her lip, processing what he's said. "What difference would if had made, if I had 'cared' for him?"

His phone screen darkens as he puts it away, voice turned into an angry hiss. "He deserves better! He actually liked you. 'Dany this' and 'Dany that'-- he sounded like he was twelve, discovering Emiliana all over again. And all you wanted was his dick."

His sudden anger is frightening. Still, it's more manageable than whatever mood that was he's been in before. "All he wanted was my body," Dany hisses back. "He didn't care about anything else. He didn't even care about my consent, for fuck's sake. And, he's married. He didn't deserve better. He just didn't deserve anything I ever gave him. He even handed me to you, to shove your fucking cock into me. What the fuck more did you want? For me to actually love him? Or for him to only have eyes for you?"

"Please," he rolls his eyes. "His marriage is as real as the tits Valerian's always going on about getting someday. What I want--" He breaks off to smile, as the steward passes down the aisle. "What I want," he resumes in a whisper, plastering on a smile again, "is for you to be forgotten so entirely that it's as if you never existed. But I'd settle for getting off this plane."

Dany laughs, sudden, harsh, almost broken. She doesn't bother putting up an act, just stares at Geoff plainly, waits for him to meet her gaze. "You wouldn't ever get that," she says then. "Whatever Peyton does or does not forget about me, the problem is yourself, Geoff. Because wherever I am, whatever you do to me, you, you will remember there was someone else in Peyton's life, someone he couldn't get enough of, even while he had you." The corners of her lips pull up, almost a grin, but it's too desperate. "Which means you always lose."

The armrest creaks under his grip. His grin is a macabre stretch of lips over teeth. "Have a pleasant flight, Ms Hammond. Wherever you're going after this, I hope you reach your destination safely."

He slips out of his seatbelt and grabs his jacket with clipped, angry force.

This time, when he passes her, he keeps his distance.

Dany doesn't turn around, when he passes her to go towards the back of the plane, just hears a whispered apology to someone else and the re-buckling of a seat belt.

He's in front of her, when they disembark, walking away from the plane, from her with long, determined strides. Dany pulls out her phone. She still has Peyton's number. She never even bothered to block him. She's pretty sure he didn't either.

*You're the one in danger, Peyton. You know he can't stop. And you're the centre of it all.*

*He'll kill you.*

*Take care.*

She puts the phone down and looks through the huge airport windows at the cloudy sky outside, before she adds,

*Or don't. I don't actually care.*

The messages are marked as read right away. He doesn't reply.

Just a few hundred meters away from her, Peyton Montgomery looks through the windows of his car, spotting the tall figure of his best friend stepping out of the airport doors.

A quick flick of his thumb deletes Dany's messages.

Geoff would never hurt him.

When Geoff gets into the car, Peyton's smile is as easy as ever.

#just a fling au #dany hammond #peyton montgomery #geoff cortlandt #noncon mention #thank you vic #for one of the most satisfying rp scenes #i ever did #and for this entire au #intimate whumper

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ghouljams · 6 months

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I just think that Ghost has a lot of complicated feelings around sex and sometimes he wants to feel taken care of. Sometimes he likes looking up at you bouncing on his cock, the light halo-ing you like the angel you are, your hands trailing over his chest, and your lips whispering sweet things to him. He's terrible to want such kindness, he doesn’t deserve it, but he still craves it. He still watches you and tries to find the words to ask you to praise him, to ask you to treat him like some precious thing.

It hurts so terribly when you praise him, hits him between the ribs, in some tender space that he can't bear to look at. It all aches, every soft touch of your care. That doesn't stop it from making him hard, or from knowing given the opportunity he would be the biggest pillow princess.

#ghoul speaks #i SAOD WHAT I SAID #AND I STAND BY THAT #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #x reader #cod x reader #ghost mw2 #“headboard hunk” thank you Vic ur so smart #how am i supposed to be normal about this

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mercymaker · 1 month

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I love you. I love this. And I want it all.

This artwork of Maleane and Astarion was done by the wonderful @irlplasticlamb. Thank you so so much for bringing my vision to life! I wanted to have these characters that mean the world to me encased in a little piece of my own culture, thus they are wearing traditional Lithuanian costumes.

Also, would you believe me if I told you this was set after Above the Vaulted Sky?

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ferociousconscience · 23 days

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Select illustrations from this 2017 children's chinese language version of Les Miserables.

#les miserables #Jean Valjean #Bishop Myriel #Cosette #Marius Pontmercy #valjean #very very special thank you to my friend Vic for finding these!

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doreensladle · 4 months

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very deeply horrifying character, thank you lisa gilroy

#very important people #dropout tv #dropout #lisa gilroy #vic michaelis #mildly traumatic thank you #thank you😐😐

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vicsbasement · 2 months

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I think Carlos may have a soft spot for Charles and I'm not saying this because I ship them. Carlos is always so considerate and thoughtful with him and he always seems very attuned to his needs as well. I often think about Singapore last year, because that race was right after Monza and after Carlos' mother liked that tweet about Charles and honour; you could see there was a strange air surrounding them and Carlos was glued to Charles the whole weekend but in a very discreet manner, always making sure to give him enough space. He also didn't miss the opportunity to reassure Charles that he does like his teammate (during the fan meeting with the Alpine drivers) and you can see in the clip that Charles was visibly relieved. As for Charles, before the announcement (that's how we're gonna refer to it I guess) I too thought that Charles didn't care about Carlos as much as Carlos cares about him, but boy was I wrong… They both care about the other a whole lot and it will be hard to see them part ways at the end of the season

I'm with you on this 100%. You know, after the Monza incident there was so much speculation in fandom, and then Singapore happened and we were all like, running in circles because we thought Charles was furious. I even wrote a whole fic around it because I really felt the tension, and I wasn't the only one, the Monza thing awakened a lot of feelings in a lot of people 😂 But, funnily enough, it all went away soon after. Around that fan forum you mentioned and, for example, in COTA; they were all cozy around each other all over again. They were calling each other pet names, they did the lasso thing... I think they patched it all up right around Japan. I'm willing to bet Carlos apologized to Charles about his mother's faux pas. Because he's not his mother, and Charles knows this, but Carlos still wanted to make a point to apologize to him because it wasn't nice. Especially since both of them were very much enjoying their fight on track during Monza! I do believe that Carlos was a bit affronted but when he got out of the car and Charles was looking ecstatic, he just let it go. Immediately. He'd (we'd) never seen Charles behaving like that after a race, he was elated. Which shows us, once again, that Charles really loves Carlos as a teammate and as a competitor. He does see him as his ultimate rival, in the end what's the saying? Your teammate is your biggest competitor? And that's them. There's incredible amounts of respect between each other.

And they got closer, even, after COTA and after Qatar, I'm willing to bet. They looked so close in Mexico and Interlagos, and then Vegas... like the whole united front thing looked absolutely compelling and real. They were spending a lot of time off-track together, too. I think that after Monza, they had a lot of talks. Either about life or the team, (Charles does like to insist on telling us they talk about a lot more than work whenever they do spend time together off-track) and I firmly believe they reached a point in which their friendship bloomed. They probably found common ground somewhere and decided, well, if they fans are going to constantly pit us against each other, then let's show them how wrong they are. Unfortunately we didn't get much from Charles after Carlos got hurt during the Vegas practice, but still. He was close to Carlos. Very, very close, and they behaved really sweetly towards each other during that weekend and Carlos really did lament several times that he wasn't close to Charles on track to fight the Red Bulls because of the car. I don't know, anon, if at some point I was a Charlos believer now I'm a Charlos truther because they've shown me time and time again that they genuinely like each other. As people, as teammates, as rivals. They admire and respect each other! We can't forget (we'll never forget) that time Carlos admitted to following Charles' carreer in F2. It's etched into the collective brain of the Charlos fandom. So... Yeah. Carlos Sainz Jr. having a soft spot for Charles Leclerc and his pretty eyes? Checks out. Also: the fact that Charles lets Carlos be his touchy self with him when he wasn't this tactile with any of his previous teammates says... a lot about Carlos' magnetism and power of conviction. Because he never moves away or rejects him, he's always open and waiting for Carlos to touch him. So. It's a win in all fronts tbh.

#Charlos #Carlos Sainz Jr #Charles Leclerc #let me know what you think #another unhinged ramble about guys in fast cars #thank got it's saturday and i could actually focus on this one for a change #ask #anon #vic talks #charlos thoughts

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cheekylittlepupp · 1 month

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So me n @egooppidum are doing our multiplayer honour mode run and aside of the endless amount of bugs, the most recent one was me receiving HER as a reward from Alfira 😭

So…we knocked out Alfira in act 1 so my durge ass doesn't kill her, just for her to gift me @egooppidum 💀 (the player she had -40 approval with LMFAO)

ALSO FCK YOU LARIAN, I CAN'T ROMANCE MY WIFE MINTHARA BECAUSE SHE BUGGED OUT IN ACT 2 (iwant to cry. Minthy is literally the only companion that I would ditch Astarion for😭)but also I'm currently romancing Gale and...I think im becoming a Gale girlie...ohmygod

#LARIAN ISTFG #bg3 #personal ~#bg3 honour mode #I love you tho vic #you're the best reward #this is why i haven't done any new posts after my “im back”#this honour mode mode run made me lose my marbles #we had to knock out minthara twice and do our best not to kill her thanks to random bugs...and now we can't even talk to her #she's just stuck in moonrise towers in a little corner...all alone #without me :'<

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grapeenthusiast · 5 months

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there's this one headcanon me and @thesecondcitrus came up with.

see, i don't think victim likes being called Victim. you mean to tell me the guy that obsessively collects all the items that were used to hurt him in the past likes to get reminded of his vulnerability? of his weakness? that he was once, indeed, a victim?

consider: Victor. not victor as in the name victor.

victor as in WINNER. victor as in CONQUEROR. victor as in 'i'll never be hurt like that again'. victor as in 'i'm not weak anymore'.

thought you guys would enjoy this!

#ava #animation vs animator #ava victim #animation vs animator victim #ava headcanon #victim #how else do i tag this #let me add the avm tags for the reach or whatever #avm #animation vs minecraft #ok thank you bye #ALSO #HE/SHE/IT FOR MY VIC #THANK YUOUUU

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crowlipso · 11 months

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Hello, I love your Sebastian and Agatha's family pic. But I have a question about their children.

How are their academic performance? Are they all smart and skillful, like their parents, in their own ways?

Thank you so much! I made a little information about them! It's not much but hope you like it and answered your question✨

#The brunettes vs The silvers fr #thank you so much for asking about my babies hghgdgfdss #i always willing to serve #I locked at Vic's future career bc i'm not sure #<<<and maybe theres twist 😌#hphl mc #hphl oc #hphl #sebastian sallow #agatha crowley #robert sallow #henry sallow #anne sallow (oc)#victarion sallow #fankid #asks #my art

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residentmommyissuedbi · 7 months

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alistair, ready for death and hoping his favorite little priest will come to give him his last rites so he can gaze upon him once more, not even dreaming about being near him much less touching him:father-

Victor, newly minted slut and fresh out the Iron Maiden he called a closet, ready to get fucked by the devil or die trying on the dusty ass floor: