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A dance for life
October 4th, 2022
Prompt: Dead on your feet (Hidden Injury / can’t pass out)
Summary: Ballet is a daily routine for the students of the Red Room. Imperfection is something they can’t afford, but when Natalia is hurt shortly before the session a simple dance becomes a battle for her life.
Readers: @strxngemxgick @cherryfinolahobbes @supremestrangeness @muffinmiri
The piano music played in the background, a steady staccato of tones, usually soothing, now they made her ears ring. A cool lower-case tune encased her like a prison when the higher pitched, main melody came crashing through, ending in a c-accord, only shortly accented, until it started again, from the top. Steady it went on, pacing round and round in a never-ending circle.
Twenty-six girls of varying ages stood next to a bar hooked to a mirrored wall, wearing black skirts and pointed shoes. They used to be twenty-eight. The youngest noticed. Bright red hair sticking out from the brunettes and blondes. She was one of them, yet didn’t exactly belong. Twelve years of age, most of the others at least two years her elder.
Assemblé
Natalia Romanova moved her feet inwards, toes pointed out, a perfect parallel, but her legs shook slightly as she bent downwards, her arm following an elegant bow, lifting her up gracefully onto the points of her shoes.
She could still see the glint of steel in the mirror behind her, but she had been distracted, too slow. It was her own fault. Inessa and Ekatherina had talked about it during the night when Natalia willed her breath to still and simply listened as she lay under her too thin sheet in the too cold sleeping hall they shared.
“Madame favors her.” They had said. “She’s a runt, shouldn’t even be here with us… She thinks she is better than us.” They were wrong. Natalia didn’t think she was better than them. The simple fact was that they were inferior to her skill. And yet. The two older girls had cornered her. One of them left with a broken nose, the other one with a dislocated shoulder and Natalia bore a stab wound in her side.
Arabesque
She touches her feet back to the ground just as the melody picks back up again only to lift herself onto one tip, stretching her other leg upwards in a curved position, one arm reaching up as well, the other holding on to the bar for support. A short flinch as pain shot through her side.
After her fight Natalia sat on the bathroom floor, bleeding. Crimson collected against her side and slowly pooled down, staining her top and leggings and, eventually, the marbled floor below. There was no time. She couldn’t be late…
So, she pressed tissue paper into clumps, pressing them to the wound in hope of stopping the bleeding, secured it as best as she could with tape. The young girl hissed as the paper touched the cut, soaking the red liquid successfully. The bell rang. Her sign to go. She was late. More tape, more paper, until the wound was covered by an ugly clump. The work wasn’t great, but it had to do. Tardiness was not permitted under any circumstance.
Echappé
Her feet hit the ground, hard, and she hissed painfully, bringing them back into a parallel stance, the fifth position, then pushed herself up onto the tips of her toes bending her feet into a round shape only to set them back down, harder than she should. Another jolt of muscle to push back up. The melody became a rush in her ear, bleeding together into a distorted mess. Another hiss left her lungs as pain pulsed outward from the stab.
“Natalia! Hold form, you’re lacking behind.”
“Yes, Madame!”
She had barely made it to the ballet session in time, as the last, but at least there was no punishment waiting for her today. Not more then there had already been.
Emboité
Her feet hit the ground again and dark spots started dancing in front of her eyes. Cold sweat started to break out on her forehead as the red haired girl pushed her right leg into a point, rotating her left one outwards, leaning her torso slightly into the opposite direction and angling the lifted leg into a triangle, tip of her shoe touching her knee, as her arms lifted into a parallel, one arm raising higher while the other dipped down, finger softly spread.
Her form was off. She could feel it. Feel the people looking at her, less then perfect. Her hand brushed against her side as she tried to gracefully release her position, but only ended stumbling into the girl beside her, who pushed her back. Natalia’s vision blurred too much as to see who was pushing her away.
Madame Helena’s gaze bore into her side. She could feel it… It terrified her. Another deep breath and Natalia regathered her composure. Warm liquid sticking to her fingers. She was bleeding through her bandages and her leotard.
Pirouette
There was no time left. Fear occupied her mind and made her heart beat faster. She could feel the warm liquid sticking the fabric to her side. Her body operated on autopilot, years of repetition, one routine after the other, practiced until tendrils of dawn set the room aglow.
Natalia folded her arms against her chest, then whipped them out to gain momentum, turning, spinning, her head too slow too follow. It made her dizzy, even dizzier then she had been before. She could taste copper on her tongue. Darkness starting to rim into her vision as she spun once, twice, thrice around herself, only to heavily lean against the beam.
She had to hide, to stay awake, only a little longer. Her heart fluttered against her ribcage like a bird terrified it would never see the sky again. The last girl who collapsed had been number twenty-seven. They used to be twenty- eight, now they were only twenty-six. Natalia couldn’t, wouldn’t be the next.
Ciseaux
The command sent panic crashing through the darkness. Her breath and heart working overtime. It felt like hyperventilating. Her gaze flickered in and out between her own mind and a dissaciotive stare into the distance. She could do this, had to do this. The thud next to her signaled that it was her turn.
Natalia moved two quick steps, then jumped, stretching one leg forward, lifting the other into the air. Crimson droplets fell from her side, followed her through the air and impacted on the floor. Her legs buckled as blood streamed down her leg now, coloring the cream colored tights red, then caved, tossing her to the ground.
She looked up, head lolling to the side, hard eyes meeting hers as Madame Helena pulled her lips into an unhappy frown. “Again, Natalia.” Was all she ever said.
And Natalia complied, rising to her feet. They were looking for perfection, anything less would get you killed.
And she was made of marble. She wouldn’t break here.
#whumptober2022#natasha romanoff fic#red room fic#young natasha romanoff#knive tw#blood tw#hidden injury#dead on your feet#can't pass out#avengers fic#marvel#marvel fic#ooc:the widow without her bites
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piss him off and he'll literally piss on you.
#gore tw#murder tw#blood tw#violence tw#knive tw#death tw#he did not come to play#nil. face#nil. headcanon
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Deadly games between dangerous company
Essays behind the kink & dynamics chosen for of these pieces:
1. SH/LZ
2. Trio (WIP)
3. Karlach/LZ
4. SH/Karlach
#bg3#karlach#lae'zel#shadowheart#nsft#baldurs gate 3#art#tw: blood#tw: knives#tw: choking#kinkposting#nasties
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happy new year or whatever more importantly REMEMBER TO LOG INTO THE AMONG US MOBILE APP BEFORE JANUARY 10TH TO GET THE LIMITED TIME BENOIT BLANC OUTFIT THATS ALL THANK YOU AND GOODNIGHT
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I wanna get in your mind and open up pandora's box
#bitts posts#my pics#nsft#tw knives#knifeplay#caption from stalker by stevie howie. of course#anyway anon who asked yesterday about my old pic like this: heres a shiny new high def one for you 😘😘😘
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No thoughts just bitchy jealous housewife Sun propaganda
#Fnaf Sun#fnaf#five nights at freddies#fnaf sb#Sun x y/n#Sundrop x y/n#Sun x reader#Sundrop x reader#yandere#tw yandere#tw knives#Metaltea draws
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Okay but a darling who tries their hardest to "fix" and train their yandere. They put up with every bloody, obsessive shenanigan in the hopes that they can have a semi-regular relationship with the person they thought they were dating. You see, everything was fine the first month of the honeymoon phase-- regular cute dates and normal presents like bouquets and nicknacks-- even if they were overly frequent. It didn't take long for Yandere's true colors to show, possessiveness chaining Darling to their home and rushes in relationship milestones that normally take years to achieve.
By the third month, Darling has moved into their Yandere's home. Sure, it's fast, but how else are they going to alter a bloodthirsty stalkers' bad habits? But Darling didn't realize how much of a chore it would be to handle their Yan 24/7. Other than the constant reassurances of love and physical affection, they have to talk them down from murdering any coworkers or adding a military-grade security system to the home in an event of Darling trying to escape break up with them.
"I promise, I'm not going anywhere."
" I love you, there's no one else, how could you accuse me of that!"
Even with Darling complying continuously, wearing the ankle bracelet their Yan begs them to keep on, not leaving (or atleast, not telling Yan when they do) the house without their loving spouse-- Yandere still has paranoid visions, imagining footsteps at night, clothes that belong to them that they think are from another. But Darling is persistent, denying any sort of sneaking around and consoling their Yan in the process. I mean, who could sneak around when all they do is think of and take care of someone else continuously? And even when Yandere gets threatening, drugging takeout that was supposed to be a fun surprise and keeping Darling in the basement for a week, Darling always waits patiently for them to come back to their senses, to negotiate and bribe their way back out when Yan brings meals and requests cuddle time.
Maybe once or twice they've worried about being murdered, but they know their Yandere just loves too much, has too much affection for them to rationally contain. So they see the beast as tameable, talking them down off ledge after ledge, never bolting even with open doors and free feet. But will that be enough to convince their Yandere, to satiate their fear of abandonement and desire to trap before their prey can even think of escaping?
#Might add onto this b/c I think it's fun#kn1ves rants#knives rants#writing#yandere#x reader#reader insert#yandere x reader#self insert#yandere imagines#yandere stories#yandere aesthetic#yandere oc x reader#yandere scenarios#yandere writing#yandere x y/n#yandere x you#yanderecore#yandere x darling#yandere darling#Darling#obsessed#lovesick#male yandere#Female yandere#yandere boyfriend#yandere male#yandere female#yandere girlfriend#tw yandere
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My family members all think im a normal and well adjusted human being and are not worried at all. Also known as this post in real life ;D
#mcyt crochet#setting all this up and getting the perfect shots was so much effort but so so fun. spent like an hour on it yesterday :3#goodtimeswithscar#gtws#hermitcraft#hermitcraft fanart#goodtimeswithscar fanart#crochet#knife cat meme#textpost tag#my art#this is only a fraction of the pics i took ima be real#my camera roll ......#tw knives
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Happy Birthday, Boys!
#dca!serial killer au#serial killer duo#sk boys#sk sun#serial killer sun#sk moon#serial killer moon#sun the librarian#moon the security guard#fnaf daycare au#fnaf dca au#fnaf dca#dca au#daycare attendant fnaf#fnaf sb#fnaf sun#fnaf sundrop#sundrop#fnaf moon#fnaf moondrop#moondrop#daycare attendant#tw knives#tw blood#au anniversary
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I invite you to the senate, what knife you bringing 😏
See you all on the 15th ❤️❤️❤️
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WORLD OF HORROR
v1.0 release trailer (PC October 19, Switch and PS4 October 26)
#userksusha#usermichi#userbrittany#userwolfkissed#miyku#gamingedit#World of Horror#wohedit#horror#flashing gif#eye horror#knives tw#gore tw#my gifs
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a watery grave
#so i finished those who speak#haunting#dragon age#dragon age 2#da2#isabela#isabela da2#tw knives#tw blood#my art#illustration#artists on tumblr
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Those 2 am intrusive thoughts really be kickin in
#my art#leon kennedy#alexander kozachenko#jd#re damnation#resident evil#tw knife#tw knives#tw blood#leon reminiscing about out of pocket decisions he wouldve done#but for obvious reasons couldnt lol
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Stephanie: Are you mad?
Damian: No.
Stephanie: So sharpening knives at 2AM is just a hobby?
#source: chiffoun#stephanie brown#spoiler#damian wayne#robin#batman#batfamily#batfam#batboys#batbros#batgirls#batkids#batsiblings#batman family#incorrect batfamily quotes#incorrect quotes#incorrect dc quotes#dc comics#tw knives
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omg lene you should do something about a 80's slashers au with rafe and the boys that would be soooo cool!! ❤️❤️
!!! omigod yesss i'm gonna start with 80's slasher!rafe if feel like he'd be a creepy little stalkerrr, def season 2 rafe 💞
𐦍༘₊ ⊹ warnings! 18+ - non con, violence, stalking, spanking, slight breeding kink, knife play, dark!rafe - ₊˚⊹
you sat in the comfort of your bedroom, bathed in the soft glow of lamplight, finishing up some homework while talking with a girlfriend of yours on the phone. you reach your hand out to your nightstand to grab the nail file when the sound of the door closing causes you to freeze, being left home alone, your heart starts to race, and you hang up the phone and walk up to your door. you pull down your pretty little white nightgown so it covers your ass as you press your ear to the door to make sure it was just your parents.
all you hear is silence so you shrug and convince yourself it was just your mind playing tricks on you, then the phone starts to ring again, thinking it was just your friend calling you back, and you pick up the phone.
"hello?" you speak with your voice lowered.
"hey babyface" you stop moving when you hear a voice you don't recognize.
"who's calling?" you try to sound assertive but end up sounding like a scared puppy.
"i've been uh- watching you for a long time, an' i figured i should introduce myself," he says, his voice all gravely. you grip on the handle of the phone and reach an arm over to close your curtains quickly.
"stop that! it's not funny, whoever this is leave me alone." you almost whine.
"nah can't do that baby, you looked too pretty in that nightgown...you wearin' panties underneath?" he continues.
"i'm gonna call my boyfriend an-and he'll find out who you are and beat you up!" you stutter.
"you're not gonna do that, cuz uh- i'm in the house, and if you hang up-"
"i'll call the police!" you cut him off.
"i need you to listen to me, if you don't wanna die, you need to walk down to the living room slowly- you try to run and i'll catch you. if you don't come down, i'll go up n'get you." he then hangs up, your chest heaving as tears start to form in your eyes, you think about climbing out the window but it is on the second floor and the man might catch you and kill you! you decide to grab a chair to put against the door to keep him coming in but it's too late, as you take one step backward trying to drag the chair you feel the blade of a knife press against your neck. you gasp, ready to scream.
"shshshsh, behave." the man shushes you, pressing himself behind you, god he must be tall. "told you to listen" he coos condescendingly.
"please, please don't..." you sob.
"hey, hey! shut up- listen to me alright?" he raises his voice causing you to shut your eyes and nod slowly in fear, tears spill down your face. "good girl. want you to lay down on your bed and stay there, don't move, scream, talk or do anything 'less i tell you." you nod again slowly and he removes the knife from your neck, you do as you are told and lay down on your bed, silently sobbing.
you look at the man, face now lit up by the soft light of your nightstand lamp, you watch him come closer and wipe some of the sweat forming on his forehead under his messy hair with the back of his hand that's holding the knife. he grins, getting up on your bed and tossing the knife next to him as he pins you down.
"r-rafe?..." you whisper, now realizing who it is.
"yeah! yeah baby it's me..." he continues to grin.
"get off! please rafe, i don't wanna do this with you!" you whine and start to squirm a little bit.
"you don't really have a choice." he mumbles as he runs his rough hands up and down your thighs, stopping to grab the hem of your lace panties. "you wear this for me?" he says pulling them down as you really start to cry, trying to get him off of you by pushing at his shoulders but he's too strong.
"i have a- my boyfriend-" you start but then he looks back into your eyes and smiles again. "nah, you don't, i got rid of 'im... cut him up, he's in the trunk of my truck. wanna see?" he asks, his eyes following yours, bringing his hand up to wipe your tears away lovingly.
"why!? why are you doing this!" you sob and try and move your face away from his touch. "i love you, i love you so much and you never talked to me or...looked at me and i need you to love me too…say it…" he demands. you shake your head no and try and push him off, pissed, rafe manhandles you. he flips you onto your stomach and lifts you up by your waist so your face is smushed against the messy sheets, ass in the air. "you fucking brat." he spits out.
he yanks your panties down and smacks your ass with his large hand, holding your wrists in the other. he forcefully spreads your legs and places a hard slap on your poor wet little cunt.
you let out a yelp as he "soothes" your throbbing pussy by rubbing your clit with the rough pads of three fingers. "are you a virgin princess?" he whispers, pressing a gross, sloppy kiss to your cheek. you whine out and try to move your face away. "what? you don't like my kisses?" he leans in again to give you a few more of those wet kisses, making taunting kissy sounds that make you scrunch up your face and mewl.
"gonna make you feel reeeally good baby, gonna make this little pussy cream all over me, yeah?" he rambles, grabbing the knife with his free hand, bringing it back to your neck. "please rafe, i've never- "
"you waited for me? huh? princess saved herself for me." you can hear his smile, he's almost relieved that he will be your first and last. he pulls himself out of his boxers and starts to line himself up. "i would'a stretched you out a bit first but this cunt is a dripping mess already so."
you scream as you feel his fat tip press against your entrance. "shhhhshh, s'just the tip." he murmurs, easing himself in slowly until he's stretching you as you've never felt, his tip kisses your cervix. "ow! it's too big, too much, too big..." you ramble, squeezing down on his cock unable to really move due to the knife.
"n'you are so tight, fuck, this is where you should'a always been..taking me like this babydoll." he grits through his teeth as he starts to thrust causing you to whine and to try and pull your hands away from his grip.
"keep cryin', it's only making me harder princess," he grunts, tears continue to stream down your face. he pounds into you now hard and fast, you wish you could grab onto his shoulders or hair as he starts to hit that sweet spot.
"stop it! rafeeee" you whine, he shushes you by tossing the knife on the bed again and covering your mouth with his hand as he continues his assault on your cunt. "i should cum in you, knock you up so you won't ever be able to leave me." he breathes out, he lets go of your face and wraps that hand around your neck to bring you up to kiss your neck. "no! no no please pull out! please rafe!" you cry.
he lets go of your neck and throws you back down you your face hits the mattress again, he lets go of your wrists so you are now gripping your sheets. "you know that's the knife i used to stab your boyfriend? he begged like a little bitch. he didn't deserve you." he reaches a hand around to grab your pussy and pull you closer to him, then rubbing your throbbing clit.
"m'na cummm" you mewl, body giving into how he's touching you so roughly yet gently.
"i know baby, give it to me, all over my cock c'mon" he encourages with that tone, and feeling him so deep in you and hitting that spot your body goes numb. shutting your eyes tightly as hot white explodes in you making you feel like you are on a roller-coaster.
he grips your waist and with the other hand, he's lovingly brushing back your messy baby hairs due to your sweaty forehead. "atta girl, thereee, see? i knew you could be good for me." he thrusts once more hard and deep, shooting his thick hot load all up in you causing you to whine at the feeling and making him groan.
he pulls out of you, sticking his two fingers into your pussy to push his cum back in, then leaning in to bite your ass. you let out a little scream, he flips you on your back and grabs the knife, gripping your thigh he brings the knife over to carve a little RC into the meat of your thigh. you try not to thrash around but you do let out another little scream at the pain.
"yer' all mine now kid." he smiles, exhaustion taking over as you let out shaky breaths and let him lean in to press icky kiss to your lips. ᥫ᭡
#tw blood#tw knives#tw knife play#tw noncon#gardengirl222#lenepilar'sobx!⋆₊ ⊹#gardengirl'sobx!⋆₊ ⊹#rafe cameron imagine#rafe cameron#rafe cameron prompt#rafe x reader#rafe cameron x reader#slasher!rafe#slasher!rafe cameron#ghostface rafe#dark!rafe x reader#dark!rafe cameron#dark!fic#dark!rafe cameron x reader#rafe cameron noncon#rafe imagine#dark rafe cameron#rafe smut#rafe cameron x you#rafe cameron smut#80sobx!au#80s!rafe cameron#80s!rafe x reader#80s!rafe cameron!au
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I feel your breath upon my neck / a soft caress as cold as death
#baldur's gate 3#bg3#lae'zel#tav#oc: viivi @artharakka#my sister is playin the most tragic fuckin g beautiful girl im screamin cryin throwing up i love her tav so much.....#shit got real very fast<3<3#the angst bro!!!!#(ik this is a standard event but the outcome...... the outcome..)#btw. i love lae'zel so much#uhm should i try being consistent with tws i feel there's a lot of them lately and u can probably expect there to be blood absbdbdbb anyway#knife#knives#it's a dagger but... youknow
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