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kittywriites · 2 years

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He’d already watched her finish her third glass of w*ne before he decided to pull the burner phone out. He’d been sitting in his usual spot for long enough to know that her husband was gone, she was alone, and it seemed she was trying to dr*wn her sorrows. Perfect. Dialing the number he knew by heart, Dex smirked at the look on her face when she looked at the caller I.D. He brought a new phone each time he came, in case she ever tried to block his number after they spoke ( although, the way things had been going lately, he didn’t think that was really an issue anymore ) so he knew she wouldn’t recognize it per se, but he knew she would still know exactly who it was. He hummed, a pleased little noise, at the sound of her hesitant, hopeful, voice as she answered. “Looks like he left you all alone again, darlin’.” he spoke in a low voice. “He must not know what you look like in that little nightgown.”

#indie smut rp #indie rp #indie horror rp #starter ;; open #starter ;; dex lawson #thread ;; dex lawson #we'll imagine for the sake of my sanity that he's sitting somewhere he can see her but she cant see him lmao #give me this depravity #feel free to message me to plot this out more or just go ahead and wing it <3 #all the bonus points for m!lfs and c*ugars <3

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chrollohearttags · 2 months

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Omg Reiner brainrot been rotting lately BUT imagine

You pegging Reiner, this big burly man under you, tears in his eyes from so much pleasure, sweat glistening on his meaty chest, holding his legs apart like a good whore to give you more access to his hole, precum pooling on his lower abs. You pounding into him, making his legs shake, him stretching to hold onto the headboard, giving you a privileged view of his wet torso, muscles spasming under the skin, dick throbbing with antecipation, hair plastered against his forehead, mouth spilling needy moans and whimpers...

Anyway, I'm gonna bathe in holy water now, bye

NOW WHY YALL DO THIS TO MEEEEE OMSGKSHEJDJJSHEH!!!!! I NEED IT I NEED IT IDCCCC

#nonnies 🍒🌹#cherry’s asks 🍒#give me till the end of this week #this got me dizzy…..😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫#glad to see somebody just as depraved as me #I’ve been thinking about him so bad lately #it’s sick atp

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grendelsmilf · 10 months

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honestly the funniest part of barbie wasn’t a joke in the movie or even part of the press tour it’s the way conservatives are talking about the two hour toy commercial as if it’s a fucking john waters film

#o #‘homosexual and depraved’ give me a fucking break !!!! 😭

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words-etched-in-her-skin · 9 months

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Just thought of Alci teaching the girls how to do their makeup and I’m !!!! 🥹

Aww, yeahh.. that's always a endearing thought 🥺🥺

Alcina: Now, my darlings, you can never go wrong with a bold shade of red lipstick 💋

#depravity answered #anonymous #resident evil village #alcina dimitrescu #lady alcina dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #i can just see a young dani running around with alcina's lipstick all over face #tube in hand #alcina just sighing before chasing after her #daniela! that is not what i meant!#give me back my lipstick this instant!#🤣🤣🤣🤣#re8 asks

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morgana-ren · 6 months

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Kindly requesting that you elaborate on the hard dom thing, please. I love your writing!

Since I previously elaborated on why I believe he's a hard-dom, I'll use this as the second part of it and explain what he does and what he prefers in terms of... er... shall we call it 'bedroom etiquette' while skirting a lot of the dirtier details-- unless that's what you were looking for lmao. I'm never opposed to writing filth ever, I just like to make sure it's exactly what you're looking for before I send it.

Astarion is still capable of being quite charming and seductive, albeit not in the same desperate way that he was when it was a survival tool. Now it's more the suave moves of a man fully coming into his confidence. A man who knows what he wants and how to get it. He fully intends to have a relationship with his consort, with a lively and active sex life-- headed by him. Normal sex was something that he was denied. It was never his way, and even when he had a partner that loved and supported him, his traumas got in the way of a healthy intimate relationship. It was never a problem with Tav, but it's obviously something that he is insecure about, as evidenced by several lines when broaching the subject.

It's a man that knows the rules of intimacy well, and can maneuver that aspect remarkably well. You can feel like you have a choice and are being seduced, but in reality, the choice was never yours. You are being told what he expects. The more you push this 'kindness,' the more demanding he will get until he will simply force you to do it.

When he slips his hand around your waist and licks up your neck, whispering softly those well-practiced honeyed words, he knows well the effect it is going to have. You're going to get weak in the knees with a pulsing ball of heat building at the base of your spine.

But... that's where his expertise ends.

He is remarkably skilled at the physical aspect of sex, but keep in mind, it was always what his partner wanted. He was a glorified tool, never allowed to indulge himself with someone he wanted, what he wanted, and how he wanted it. Well, now he fully intends to.

He might ask you to do something, in a manner of speaking. When he says "On your knees, darling" he is offering you a choice. A choice that consists of "You will do this or I will make you." In reality, it's the same choice he had so long ago, which is to say, not really a choice at all.

He is still very much capable of pleasing his partner, as he knows the intricacies of sex and all it entails, but now, it is about him. What he wants. If you get something from him, you are likely being rewarded for obedience or loyalty, or he is manipulating you. I'm sure gifting pleasure is as effortless as breathing at this point, but it is no longer the point.

He may very well ask you for something that you do not want to do. Maybe it's humiliating, maybe it's painful, maybe it's just bizarre. Maybe it's very blatantly something that makes him feel like the big and powerful lord he is. It is something that you will do, because the alternative is having what little control you do have torn away from you. And he will do it. He makes that clear the first few times you have the audacity to tell him no.

Basically, I feel like Astarion is going to finally explore his sexual interests and inner depravities. Keep in mind, this is a deeply traumatized man, and trauma, when ignored, has a way of manifesting. It is a deeply obsessed, possessive man that just sold his soul to the Hells. The lack of control he had before might emerge as a need to be obeyed. He might become cruel and enjoy inflicting pain. He might enjoy eliciting a response from you, such as weeping or begging or squealing. He might enjoy humiliating you for sport and pleasure as a way of inflicting his own inner turmoil upon someone close to him.

He is going to experiment-- and you are going to help him.

If he tells you to kneel before his throne in plain view where anyone can walk in, it's best to just grin and bear it. If he 'finds the wrong hole,' again, you can make him aware, but you are running the risk of spiking is interest. If he wants to hurt you, you can pray that he will be semi-considerate and tend to you after. If it is a punishment, you can expect a level of cruelty that you never would have seen had he not been ascended.

Astarion is a man in pain, and when you take the humanity away, hurt people tend to hurt people. He demands control, and he demands obedience. Perhaps he will tell you to do something simply to test whether or not you will. Just how far your loyalty to him extends. Perhaps he will hurt you, whether it's striking you or biting too hard or squeezing so hard it manages to bruise, and you might find that the wires in his brain have been crossed, and it's arousal that this elicits.

Depending on how depraved he gets, you might be surprised at the things he asks. He might have a few... things... he demands to be called. He might like things that you had no idea a man could like, depending on just how imaginative you are. My guess is that you can bet on it being something that, in a way, victimizes you and leaves you at his mercy.

Perhaps he starts out easy. Fairly generic sex with his name and things you know he likes. But rest assured, it will get far more... degenerate... and rapidly. And he will tell you what he wants with a smile on his face, body language expectant and relaxed, already anticipating your swift action. Now that he is capable of taking that pleasure, he fully intends to.

Astarion, in his ascension, has a terrible relationship with sex. Same as it was for him, it is a punishment that he will use to enact his will and teach you a lesson. It is something that he uses to assert his dominance and take his pleasure, perhaps regardless of what you have to say about it. Remember, he is the lord of the castle. You are his loyal consort. Your body is his. Your mind is his. If he wants to abuse them, he will-- and he shall. Both for his pleasure, and your obedience-- or maybe humiliation.

I have no doubt he is into some things that are utterly wild. Maybe he finds whole new parts of himself. Maybe he gets very strange with the names he likes. Honestly, I can see almost anything working with him. I could literally twist anything into being something he's into. That's the bittersweet positive to Ascended Astarion. You want him to spank you and make you call him daddy? I could see it. You want him to choke you or slap you or tie you up and go by big brother or professor or master or literally anything else? I could see it. Maybe he gets some exotic new tastes. Maybe you walk into the bedroom one day and he's sitting there with a placid smile and some very ominous looking things lying about. Maybe it's a knife. Maybe it's a candle. Maybe it's a whip. Maybe you spend the next four hours partaking in the most humiliating thing of your life while he is utterly gleeful. His body and soul have been twisted and submerged into the black stygian waters of depravity.

It comes with the 'beholden to the hells' territory.

#morgana and friends #definitely really not safe for anyone #not cute not sweet all deprave #ascended astarion spoilers #but more of an analyzation than spoilers #still just in case people don't know the full deal with the ascension #best to tag it in case #maybe one day tumblr will give me back my true tags so I don't have to tip-toe around things like an idiot #Look don't read if you're not depraved #there you go

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aretephilia · 1 month

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when i tell you i've been dying to write x readers w sol brugmansia? can't wait for day 3 n 4 to come out, when it does i know we eating good. till then i need to release my wips in hopes that i can work out all my hcs before we get more content.

on a separate note, brittany is such a sweetheart. would love to know wtf happened for her to leave the cheer squad. always up for a good underclass vs elite storyline, there's always so much potential when toying with social dynamics of hierarchy. i eat it up every time. i harbour some fondness for the girls in this game and i'll likely write some self-indulgent fics regarding them. they deserve sooo much love honestly

hyugo ain't do a damn thing wrong. he might be a problematic fav. i, frankly, do not care. you're allowed to be dubious and possibly a bit morally reprehensible but what i can't forgive is a lack of charisma and baby, he's bursting full of it.

anyways gg to fantasia, i must've clocked at least 5hrs in that game unlocking every stray piece of dialogue like a rabid dog hungry for scraps but believe you me, i'm redoing it all again to see what dialogue i get in conjunction to the new content (whenever they deem fit to release it).

#after my exams #i'm adraid my degree comes first #he's so interesting bc he's obviously a little on the depraved side #not even a little. a lot #the kid at the back #i'll begin my otome fix and serve food to several fandoms in one go its time my Google docs saw the light of day #i don't really have a good reading on crowe #he's giving tortured privileged prince what with the whole marie antoinette metaphor #which i at first didn't care for then i clocked his apparent distress and its like oh. he actually gives a fuck #love it when rich kids gain class consciousness #he'll likely always be safe but there's no real guarantee. everyone bleeds the same don't they #BRITTANY MY BELOVED i want to be you SOOO bad #jess is so real #everyone is likable actually #the dialogue about sol asking if we want to get married & hyugo butting in with the energy of a hysterical hyena kills me

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malarkgirlypop · 8 months

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MEDIC! - 6th Part (Donald Malarkey x Fem!OC)

Hello, that was mean of me wasn't it, leaving you hanging off the cliff. Well here you go the next part. This story is so long, I am so sorry if you aren't a long story fan but I cannot stop myself. I love my OC she is me I am her, she is all of us. @brassknucklespeirs has been giving me some tasty little story lines so you know it's gonna be good. I'm so excited like the last chapter it's intense. I should make a playlist for Emily but I'm busy. I might do it later if people want it. As per usual this is based on the HBO show and the actors who portray the characters, no hate to the real men in WW2.

Trigger warning: Talks of rape, violence, use of derogatory language.

I gasp for air, my eyes opening, I look up at the same scene I saw when Malarkey was carrying me through the forest, the green against the white.

“She’s breathing!” I look around worried faces come into my vision. “Em, Oh God!” someone says from behind me. Sighs of relief fill the air.

“Emmy! Jesus, way to scare us all to death.” Lieb says to my left. I go to sit up.

“Woah, steady there Darlin’.” Bull moves behind me resting my back on his front.

“Lieb?” I croak out, looking at the man confused at what everyone is so worried about. Gene sits on his haunches at my waist puffing.

“Your heart stopped!” Gene pants. I take a deep breath finding that my chest aches, probably from the compressions he would’ve had to do. I look out of the foxhole to see Malarkey and Nixon both looking like they are about to pass out. Winters stands beside them watching me closely.

“Sorry to scare you all.” I look at each of them. Lieb moves forward pulling me into his embrace, I hug him back. “Don’t do that again.” He says sternly in my ear. “Yes, Sir.” I whisper, earning a chuckle.

“Let’s get you out of this hole.” Bull says, he easily pulls me to my feet. “How do you feel? Can you walk?” He asks. I nod moving slowly, it feels so good to move again. I am helped by the men to climb out of the foxhole.

“Ok men back to the front, spread the good news.” The men grumble but head back to the front. Nixon stands close, putting his hand on the small of my back to ensure I am steady on my feet.

“Let’s get you something to eat and drink. You’ll need a new top too. The buttons have been ripped off of the one you are wearing.” Winters says, I look down, finding my long sleeve shirt hanging open. I wrap the top around me.

The next day we sit in the tent. I slowly sip tea that Winters made for me. A blanket hangs from my shoulders. Nixon sits across from me watching my every move like I will vanish if he takes his eye off me.

“Who did it Em?” Nixon questions leaning forward. I think back to the incident, the faces are blurred, the men themselves seem like they have been censored from my mind. I shake my head trying to get the picture to clear.

“Nixon! Don’t ask her that! She will tell us when she’s ready.” Winters reprimands the intelligence officer.

“I don’t remember. It’s all a blur. I remember finding something that scared me and then, I can’t, it’s blank.” I say disheartened. Nixon’s brows crease as he takes my hand resting on the table between us giving me a loving squeeze.

“I’m sorry Em, I just. Ugh. I just want those men to be dealt with.” He’s angry, his jaw hard set as he looks behind me. Gunshots fire in the distance pulling my focus.

“When can I go back?” I ask looking towards Winters. Both Winters and Nixon look at me like I have grown another head.

“Emily you just got better, you’re technically still recovering.” Winters makes his way over to me, laying his hand on my shoulder.

“I can’t sit here and do nothing, I feel like I will go insane trying to replay whatever happened to me.” I plead my case to Winters.

“But it was a big trauma Em.” His face softens, still trying to get me to rest.

“I feel better, I swear I will take it easy. I will just help Gene.” I beg, giving my best puppy dog eyes to convince him.

“Oh fine, fine!” He concedes throwing up his hands in surrender.

“YES!” I stand shaking off the blanket, grabbing my gear. I scoot past Winters on my way past giving him a quick peek on the cheek. He chuckles and shakes his head as I make my way over to the front.

I make my way to Gene, he looks weary and cold. “You good Gene?” I ask as I approach.

“I should be asking you that aye Em?” He gives a small smile. “How well are you stocked?” He asks.

“Not good, only a few bandages, no plasma and like one morphine. How about you?” I look through the stock in my bag.

“About the same.” He says. “I was thinking we are going to have to scavenge a bit to get supplies, we are going to need it.” He is tired, he looks like he needs a good sleep.

“I will do whatever you need Gene, just tell me what you want me to do.” I say giving his arm a reassuring squeeze.

I follow him as we try to find the other medic Doc Ryan so that we can trade items and stock take our supplies.

“Spina.” Gene calls to the medic digging a hole in the frozen ground.

“Doc.” Spina acknowledges the man.

“What’s happening?” Gene asks.

“We’re digging in, right along the line.” Spina says while shovelling.

“So what did you get?” Spina asks Gene, throwing the shovel over his shoulder.

“I got uh. I got this and I got myself a Kraut bandage.” Gene hands him things, as they both take a seat in the half dug foxhole. I make my way over sitting on the edge of the hole.

“What? This is it?” Spina says when Gene doesn’t hand him anything else.

“Yeah, that’s it.” Gene sounds defeated, god I didn’t know we were so low on everything.

“What about you?” Spina turns his attention to me.

“Same for me.” I say rummaging through my medic bag. I watch Gene pull his last Morphine syrette, I only have one on my person as well.

“You know, First Battalion has pulled out of Foy. Heavy casualties.” Gene says to Spina.

“They left?” I ask, having missed the update.

“So, if they’re pulling back then what the hell are we doing sitting here?” Spina asks, Gene is focused on the morphine in his hand.

“We need more morphine. This is all I got.” He put the morphine back into its box tucking it away in his bag.

“You got extra scissors?” Gene asks the both of us. I shake my head.

“Uh-uh just the one.” Spina says drinking from his canteen.

“First Sergeant Lipton.” I hear being called out through the woods. A man appears at the foxhole. “What’s this? Three medics in one hole?” He asks, dramatically putting his hand on his hip, I choke back a laugh. Who is this guy?

“Yes Sir!” Spina replies.

“And what’s going to happen to us if you take a hit? Huh?” The man stands with his hand tucked onto his hip trying to be assertive, but Spina seems to take the man for a joke.

Lip marches up behind the man, “Sir?” he asks.

“First Sergeant, where is my foxhole?” The man demands. My mouth falls open at the rude way he speaks to Lip.

Lip looks incredulously at the man, “this way Sir.” He motions his hand back in the direction the man appeared from. None of the other medics seem to be paying attention to this interaction, I watch intently.

“Maybe you missed it, huh?” Lip says to the man. “I’ll walk you back Sir. You’re a bit close to the line here.” Lip seems to be annoyed at the man.

“Goddammit.” The man mutters, marching away.

“Who is that man?” I ask the boys sitting in front of me.

“That’s First Lieutenant Dike, the men are calling him foxhole Norman though.” Spina says in a hushed voice.

“Why?” I question.

“He goes missing whenever there is action, says he is going for a walk but who knows where he goes.” Spina says. I let my mouth fall open.

“And he’s the First Lieutenant?” I ask surprised, Spina nods. I raise my eyebrows making a judgemental face.

“Alright here's the plan Em,” Gene says to me as we leave Spina, “you go down to Dog company, see what you can scrounge from the men and I will go to Fox.” Gene instructs pointing behind me. “Keep low Em, meet me back at Easy when you are done.” He turns and walks away from me. I follow his instructions, keeping back from the line as I make my way over to where Dog company is stationed, not far over from Easy.

I make my way over to one of the foxholes back from the line, dropping inside next to another man.

“First Sergeant?” I ask the man huddling in the foxhole.

“Yeah, who’s asking?” The Sergeant replied.

“Lane, I’m one of the medics from Easy Sir.” I introduce myself to the man.

“Aren’t you supposed to be dead?” He seemed surprised.

“Excuse me?” I ask, shocked by his comment.

“Ah, nothing. What do you want, Lane?” The man dismisses his previous question.

“I came to see if you have any extra medical supplies?” I tell the man.

“You might have to go ask the men for their own supplies, we are running low as well.” He sighs, focusing his eyes back onto the line. I go to climb out of the hole when his hand grabs my forearm. “We actually have a couple casualties, can you tend to them, I have no idea where our medic is.” His stare pins me to the ground, not giving any room to protest. I give a sharp nod. “That one over there has someone in it.” He points to a foxhole a couple of metres away.

I leave the hole, keeping low, I drop into the foxhole that the Sergeant pointed out to me. A man lies in the bottom, I almost land on him as I enter. The other man keeps eyes on the line. I see blood soaking into the green of his jacket on his shoulder.

“Hey!” I say tapping the man, he flinches at my touch. He turns over to look at me, “What happened?” I ask the man, who vacantly stares past me. I shake him again trying to get his attention but his stare remains distant.

“Hey, what’s this guy's name? Do you know what happened?” I ask the other soldier crouched next to me. He slowly swivels to face me, as our eyes lock, terror washes over my features. I feel my heart stop as a cold sweat pricks at my skin. I go to stand trying to escape him but I don’t move fast enough. The man who pinned me down in the woods grabs my mouth preventing me from making any noise, slamming my head back into the side of the foxhole. My helmet only takes so much of the brunt, black spots dance over my vision.

“You’re supposed to be dead.” The man says in disbelief, coming into my face to whisper so that no one can hear what is going on. I struggle beneath his hold. “I should’ve killed you when I got the chance.” My body stills at the words, “but I don’t have a thing for fucking dead bodies.” A fire ignites in my chest, my blood coursing through my body filled with hate. I open my mouth biting down hard at the soft flesh between his thumb and index finger, I bite hard enough to draw blood. The man yelps in pain, snatching his hand back but he moves quickly striking his palm to my cheek. I tuck my knees to my chest using the wall behind me to send him flying back crashing into the other wall. I clamber out of the foxhole, but still he is quick. Grabbing my ankles he yanks me back into the hole, not before a scream rips from my throat echoing through the trees. I am soon back on the floor of the foxhole and the man clamps a hand around my mouth and his other around my throat.

“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!” he hisses in my face repeatedly, thumping my body into the ground as his hand squeezes my neck, cutting off my blood and oxygen supply. My head spins from the loss of air. I claw at his face with my nails drawing blood from his cheeks.

“What the fuck is going on?” I hear from above us, the man quickly releases me from his grasp. I crawl away from him sucking in gulps of air into my burning lungs. I haul myself out of the hole lying in the snow. Other men have gathered around to see what the commotion was. I hear the sound of feet crunching in the snow, the men from Easy arrive, I watch their eyes survey the scene, Lieb and Malarkey leading with Bull, Toye and Bill not far behind. Malarkey’s eyes find me first widening at the sight of me sprawled out on the snow.

“Should I repeat myself, Private?” The man who found us first speaks, I recognise him. Speirs, the man who everyone is afraid of due to the rumours; there is one about him giving out smokes to a bunch of POWs before shooting them all.

The soldier has climbed out of the hole sitting on his knees in front of Speirs. I roll over, slowly getting to my feet, swaying, I shake my head steadying myself.

“She attacked me first.” He accuses. I snort, spitting the blood from my mouth onto the snow. “She bit me!” he holds out his hand for Speirs to see.

“And tell me how, Private, that your hand got so close to her mouth that she bit it.” Speirs tilts his head as he stares down the man with his deadly glare. There is movement from behind Speirs. I flick my gaze over watching Bull hold back a raging Lieb, the other men watch with looks that could kill.

“Yeah, tell them Private.” I taunt the man, “tell them how you couldn’t get it up.” I wipe the blood running down my cheek, giving the man a sadistic grin.

“Tell them how you brought two other men to hold me down while you tried to rape me. What? Were you worried that you weren’t strong enough to do it by yourself?” My brows quirks as I ask the question, arms folded in front of me. I walk up to the man getting close to his face. “Should I tell everyone that you’re a coward with a tiny cock?” The man seethes, he growls in anger flinging himself forward taking me down to the ground. I laugh in his face. “God you’re so easy to wind up.” He is quickly dragged up from on top of me. I am helped to my feet by Malarkey, the rest of the men looking like they are chomping at the bit to fight.

“Take that man to the Captain, tell them what he did. Find the other men who attacked Lane the other day and bring them in too.” Speirs commands two soldiers to drag the man away.

“Go back to your spots men, the show is over.” Speirs announces, as the men watching slowly dissipate back into the burrows. The Easy company men are by my side in seconds. Malarkey stands close, he cups my face, his eyes frantically scanning my head looking for any injuries.

“I’m fine Malark.” I try to say but he has squished my face so it makes it harder to talk.

“Fucking Dog company.” Lieb seethes next to me. Bull watches me concerned. Toye and Bill are on guard, glaring down any man that walks too close to the group.

“Easy company come with me.” Commands Speirs. He marches back towards where we are camped. We follow him back, Malarkey and Lieb glued to me. Lieb looks ready for a fight. I watch his hands clench and unclench. His jaw tight, his eyes dart around. Malarkey is the same, I have never seen him angry before, I have always known him as kind and sweet but this man escorting me back to the camp is vengeful, his face is hard and stoic but his eyes are a blazing fire.

“At least we found him.” I try to make light of the situation but the men don’t reply seemingly in their own world, I’m sure they are planning various ways to make the soldier pay for his crimes. The men in front of us are no different, their silence is deafening. We arrive, Winters and Nixon look pissed. They dismiss the other men only leaving me with the Captains and Speirs.

We sit in the tent around the table, I look at the floor fiddling with the button on my jacket. I feel like I have been brought into the principal's office to be scolded.

“What happened?” Winters asks Speirs who sits next to me.

“Well Sir I’m sure we all heard the scream that alerted us to the situation in the first place.” Starts Speirs leaning his arms on the table.

“It took me a while to find where the noise actually came from, since she was, I am assuming, dragged back into the foxhole by the soldier.” He looks to me for confirmation, to which I nod.

“When I finally found where the sound came from I looked into the hole to find the man strangling Lane here, he was also covering her mouth and whispering to her, but I didn’t hear what was said.” Speirs says. I feel their eyes land on me.

“He was telling me to shut up.” I say looking up to meet Winters eyes, regretting my decision, the look on his face breaking my heart. I avert my gaze back to the ground.

“Did he say anything else?” Nixon asks.

“He said that he should’ve killed me when he had the chance, but that he…” I pause, clearing my throat. I take a breath, I don’t want to have to tell Nixon and Winters what the asshole said to me. It was bad enough to hear from him but I keep going. “He said that he didn’t have a thing for fucking dead bodies.” I bite my lip looking up at the men, disgust evident on their faces.

“Thank you Lane, we will have this sorted.” Winters says dismissing me. He can’t even look at me, none of them can. I bite my inner lip. Standing I leave the tent letting them figure out what they want to do with the man.

#band of brothers #donald malarkey #band of brothers fanfic #band of brothers imagine #fanfic #reading #joe toye #tropes #bill guarnere #authors #shes a bad bitch #B #I #CT #H #please read #give me some love I'm depraved #love me a girl who fights back #shes so sassy

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feisaru · 4 months

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Do you have a Feisaru x Hannigram AU? :3

Not necessarily, I just redraw Hannibal scenes as old Fei & Saru when I feel inspired because there's some fun stuff that I have going on with my partner. So my thought process isn't really Crossover while I draw it, instead it's getting the scene even closer to me and them and "oh oh oh this one. This one just FITS onto Feisaru. Pasuję jak ulał!". I suppose the effect is akin to that of a crossover, but I don't pay much mind to it unlike with SPOP, I just redraw screenshots when I cannot contain myself anymore and am brimming with enthusiasm

So far, this way I have made 2 drawings plus one rather unserious drawing

#anon #ask #feisaru receives asks #if i had more time to be elaborate id go forth but basically most ships i like overlap in certain aspects so a lot of hannigram things i see #tickle a nerve positively and give me brainworms and inspire me and feed the Feisaru Gremlin of 3 Years Inside Of My Head #that happy hormone quick fix yk you can assume a lot on this account that is seemingly unrelated to feisaru still is related to feisaru #in the back alley of my depraved little brain

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lilyrizzy · 8 months

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Is the f1 kink meme still a thing? If its not, can we bring it back...🥺

#give me more depravity #lily waffles

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histrionarcpunk · 2 months

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hpd culture is hoping to be the first ask on this blog and having a sign off so that i still feel like im getting some attention, even when nobody knows who i am 🫣

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Hpd culture is!

#YOU ARE THE FIRST ASK CONGRATSSS #thanks for giving me attention too #hpd #histrionic personality disorder #honestly histrionic #actually histrionic #histrionic pd #cluster b #personality disorder #actually mentally ill #dark and depraved confessions #first ask

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cal-a-bungaa · 1 year

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At the end of this countdown there better be a single or something released or I’m going to throw down with those boys.

#try me bitch #see what happens #we’ve been starved and depraved #give us something!#greta van fleet

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