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vminizzle · 1 year

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Unplanned night

pairing : husband!jungkook x f.reader

genre : angst, smut

warnings : soft dom!jungkook, jealous!reader (not that jealous tho), argument, teasing, pet names, swearing, sexting?, cybersex?, voyeurism, masturbation, marking, manhandling, praising, slight chocking, penetration, unprotected sex, doggy style, missionary, mirror sex, multiple orgasms (3), overstimulation, creampie, cockwarming. ( lot of words had been repeated sorry 💀 that’s actually embarrassing.) HONESTLY I DON’T KNOW WHAT IS THIS FIC SORRY

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A/N : hello hello, i hope you all doing fine. I felt like I haven’t posted in awhile even tho I posted there are a few days ago. well, here a little something I just wrote in my car while waiting for my next course in uni, because I’m introverted and I don’t interact with human irl. I rather stay in my car lmao. THIS is ACTUALLY the messiest thing I’ve ever wrote, but I hope you’ll like it tho, decided to change a bit. REMINDER : POOR ENGLISH. Love y’all !! -sunny

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"Oh c’mon don’t act like you’re innocent." you rolled your eyes.

"you’re exaggerating." he shook his head exasperated, throwing the keys on the counter.

Jungkook and you just came back home from a dinner with your friends, the evening was going well until one of your old college classmate joined you. She invited herself at your table without any shame.

Not only she was annoying but she was flirting with your husband.

"you flirted back!" you pointed at him as he followed you to the living room.

"now you’re just saying bullshit!"

"C’mon if I wasn’t there she’d had sit on your lap! I had to put my hand on your thigh to remind her I was here, because she kept on touching you. She’s so fucking touchy and all, it irritated me!"

Jungkook sighed as he watched you stomping back and forth around the glass table.

"Listen, it’s not like that. You know I wouldn’t had let that happen-"

"wow that’s awesome! Should I congratulate you for saying that?" you threw your hands in the air dramatically.

"now, you’re gonna calm the fuck down because you’re getting annoying." he huffed at your behavior.

You stared at him speechless as he let his body drop on the couch.

"so i am annoying now?" you put your hands on your hips looking down at your husband, this one sighing heavily.

"It’s not like th-"

"It’s like what then?"

"You’re overreacting."

"she purposely tripped over you and that disrespectful slut kissed your neck!" you pointed toward his neck.

"that’s the collar of my fucking shirt!" he furrowed his eyebrows in disbelief.

"still! look at it! her ugly lipstick stained it."

"y/n." he started, resting his elbows on his knees, looking up at you.

"we’re not gonna argue because of that, are we?" he lifted an eyebrow up expectantly.

"I wouldn’t be arguing with you right now, if you didn’t opened your mouth to defend her." you crossed your arms over your chest angrily.

"what the fuck are you saying this time?! I didn’t even defend her!" he breathed deeply trying to keep his calm.

"you knew damn well she used to have a crush on you when we were in college but you didn’t put her in her place when she started flirting with you! She’s so shameless that she did it in front of me. Let me remind you that you’re married-"

"oh yea, the fuck I am." he rolled his eyes letting his body fall back on the couch again.

"what do you mean?" you furrowed your eyebrows.

"you don’t get it y/n. I didn’t flirt with her."

"it’s the way you talked to her. You still talked like we were in college. And when she touched you? You didn’t even moved! You let her do what she felt like." your grip on your purse tightening at the thought of it.

"I don’t want to argue with you princess, please let’s not. You probably misunderstood the situation. You know I love you and I wouldn’t flirt with anyone else than you, my wife." you gulped, his words making your heart beat slowly as you started feeling guilty.

But what you’ve seen tonight was just annoying. You just wanted to jump on her and choke her to death for touching your husband. You weren’t really the jealous type but there are limits to respect. And this woman crossed the line.

"but Jungkook, she knows damn well we’re married. Why would she acted like that?"

"maybe she was a bit too tipsy-"

"and again! you’re finding fucking excuses to defend her!" you threw your purse on him angrily, this one catching it midway to not get hit.

You started walking away to the stairs making Jungkook groaned throwing the purse aside on the glass table annoyed.

"now where are you going?" he asked.

"bedroom. I don’t want to continue fighting with you tonight." you replied dryly.

"argh fuck it!" Jungkook threw his head back frustrated.

Usually, when you came back from a date or dinner with your friends, you both would come home in a good mood - a very good mood.

Starting with slow little kisses at the front door, clothes on the floor in the living room as you both undress each other impatiently as you made your way upstairs to the bedroom.

But tonight, your plan have been changed.

Earlier, the ride was way too quiet, the atmosphere cold. No holding hands, only your husband stealing glances time to time at your angry figure sat next to him in the car.

Slamming the bedroom’s door and locking it, you made your way to the bed, sitting on the edge of it.

You stared into the void, thinking about your husband being close but not so close of you. He was in the house but it felt like he wasn’t here. It felt like he was far, really far away from you.

You didn’t wanted to be mad at him but his behavior got on your nerves. You weren’t even sure if he did something bad or not?

Did he? You hesitated.

Because letting another woman touch your arm and feeling "how strong you got since college" is not the best thing to let happen, right? On top of that, just next to your wife.

You stared at your phone, the screen showing your wallpaper, the beautiful picture of your wedding decorating it.

Suddenly, an idea popped in your mind. You’ve never done that before, but guess there is a first time to everything.

You decided to get on his nerves too. But in a better way.

Jungkook is the type to get impatient over things he really wants. Things he wants right away if he had the chance to get it.

So teasing him was the best way to drive him mad. And on top of that, you’d get advantage from this little "punishment".

Jungkook grabbed his phone from his back pocket as he heard a notification.

He furrowed his eyebrows confused as he saw your name displayed on the screen.

y/n : [ attachment ]

His eyes widened when he opened the message making him chock on his own saliva. He stopped breathing for a second, gulping as his eyes stayed glued on his screen.

"is she serious right now?" he pursed his lips not knowing how to feel.

He stood up walking upstairs to the bedroom.

"open the door." he knocked on the bedroom’s door firmly.

"no! I’m not gonna open." you replied calmly.

"I’m asking again. Open that fucking door y/n. I’m not playing." he knocked again impatient.

"I said no." you repeated confidently.

y/n : [ attachment ]

"why are you doing that?" he whined, resting his head on the marble separating you from him.

The "naughty" picture of you making him lose his mind.

Your beautiful body clamped in a black lingerie, sat on the carpeted floor on your knees facing the mirror, left hand cupping your bra covered breast, a small smirk decorating your pretty lips.

y/n : [ attachment ]

Jungkook gulped as he opened the new "punishment" you were "imposing" him.

Sat on the floor completely this time, still facing the big mirror, your left hand was now laying between your parted legs, covering the part where you needed him.

< your hand would had been much better but I’ll do with what I have. >

Jungkook bit his bottom lip, the caption making blood rush down there.

"C’mon please. Open the door baby." he asked desperately.

"nope. go away. I won’t open it."

"fuck! you’re really stubborn when you want to."

He groaned going downstairs to the living room disappointed, he sat on the couch thinking about a way to make you open the door before he lose his patience and break it.

Suddenly, his phone rang pushing him out of his thoughts. He immediately grabbed it without any second thought.

[ FaceTime ]

His thumb reacted faster than his brain as he pressed on the green button.

"y/n why-"

Jungkook stopped when he saw you.

He closed his eyes shut tight, feeling his pants getting tighter.

You smirked as you stared at your husband’s reaction.

"why are you doing that?" he muttered literally in pain, lowering his head

"why? hmm.. guess." you pursed your lips.

"I didn’t do anything."

"if you say so." you shrugged.

"C’mon open the door please." he looked at his phone again, his eyes dark, staring at your half naked body.

You thought for a moment before shaking your head with a playful smile.

"gosh what do you want from me? beg? I’ll do anything you want baby." he whined making you smirk.

"aw you’re so cute when you’re needy." you tilted your head to the side feeling satisfied.

You put your laptop away from your lap, pushing it a bit farther on the bed from you. You sat on your knees, facing the device.

Jungkook stared at the screen, throat getting dry.

"do you like it?" you smiled cutely, referring to the lingerie adorning your body, hand sliding from your chest to your lower stomach.

"so much, you can’t even imagine." he whispered, eyes following your hand down resting on top of your thigh.

He gulped as your other hand went up to play with the strap of the bra.

"the straps are so thin, or is it just me?"

"they’re fine." he breathed out making you hummed.

"what about the panties? lacy, do you like it?" you smirked knowing well that’s what he loves.

His weakness.

"fuck honey stop teasing!" he groaned impatiently.

"shh, calm down." you put a finger on your own lips.

Your fingers hooked in the waistband of the lacy material, pulling it slowly aside showing how stretchy the underwear was.

"It seems so fragile." you said with a fake disappointed voice.

You bent down a little to look closer to the screen, showing a bit more of your cleavage on purpose.

Jungkook’s hand travelled down to his pants, resting it on his confined boner as he watched your own hand sliding down between your legs.

"it feels so good." you said as you drew little circles on your lightly covered clit making Jungkook moan lowly, hand pressing on his bulge.

"fuck." he laid himself more comfortably on the couch, eyes not leaving the screen.

You closed your eyes as your hand travelled up to cup your breast firmly, your other hand still teasing you, rubbing slowly on your clit.

"take it off princess." he said making you looked at him.

"please."

You weren’t used to it, doing such thing. You tried your best to stay confident but your body was burning from how shy you felt at the moment.

"do it."

Your hands went behind your back, unhooking the bra throwing it on the carpeted floor.

"fuck yes." he started unbuttoning his shirt, getting rid of it as he felt hot.

Jungkook put his phone on the glass table, quickly unbuckling his belt, pushing his pants and boxer down at once.

Taking his device back, his eyes wandered all over your body.

You looked so beautiful.

Jungkook knew you tried to act nonchalant, sure of what you were doing, so he decided to play along and make you feel more confortable.

"hey look at me.” he said softly.

"touch yourself."

You froze for a few seconds before he talked again.

"C’mon baby touch yourself for me." he said breathlessly as he grabbed his cock pumping it slowly.

"you’re so gorgeous, look how hard I am because of you." he hissed, his thumb teasing himself as he brushed it over the slit.

You opened your mouth, no words coming out when he lowered his phone, showing you what his hand was busy doing.

"take these off too pretty please." he ordered gently, eyes on the black garment covering you from him.

Jungkook always been like that.

Even when you tried to be in control, he always finds a way to take over.

It’s not that he doesn’t enjoy when you tried to be the one in control but you always end up whining for him to continue. And the way you’re so submissive for him always excited him.

You complied, hooking your fingers into the lacy material dragging it down your legs, discarding it away.

Your husband moaned at the view. The dimmed light enough to show your perfect features.

"lay down and open your legs for me." his voice low.

You took a deep breath as you laid back on the pillow, parting your legs timidly.

"now touch yourself. show me how you do it. show me how you pleasure yourself."

"Jungkook." you whimpered as your fingers came in contact with your core.

"yes my love?" his hand still stroking his cock slowly, knowing you were lost already to answer him.

You slid two fingers between your glistening lips, teasing your entrance.

"put a finger in." he said between breaths.

Entering a finger slowly inside you, you grabbed on the sheet.

"put another one baby."

You let a breathy moan escaped from your mouth as you inserted another finger.

"good girl." he said eyes sparking at how submissive you were.

"Imagine it’s my fingers." Jungkook watched with dark eyes as your fingers went in and out of you.

"yours are better." you whined as you went faster.

Jungkook moved his wrist faster too, tightening his fist around him.

"fuck princess you’re so fucking pretty."

You looked toward the laptop, watching as your husband pleasured himself, his eyes closed, mouth ajar, his head leaned back.

You moaned loudly as you rubbed your clit adding stimulation to push you closer to your orgasm.

"keep going baby." Jungkook encouraged you.

You threw your head back into the pillows as you felt it coming.

"Jungkook I’m-"

"Cum for me." he moaned loudly as he came on his hand, some landing on his lower stomach making him swear as he kept on stroking himself.

Your left hand went to play with your hardened nipple, your thumb flicking it.

You started clenching around your fingers as you came, moaning your husband’s name loudly.

"you did well darling." you heard Jungkook praised as you tried to catch your breath.

You stared at the laptop screen, eyes on him, the man staring at you too.

"fuck it." you groaned getting off the bed, grabbing the device and shutting it off.

Jungkook threw his phone away, getting rid of his pants and boxer pooling at his ankles as he rushed to the stairs to go to the bedroom.

You put the laptop on the furniture near the large mirror facing the bed before walking to the door, unlocking it.

Jungkook was about to knock on it when you opened it.

You looked into each other’s eyes, lust fogging each other’s mind.

You suddenly grabbed him by the back of his neck surprising him as you pulled him down on you, enveloping his lips in an eager kiss.

"god I fucking need you." Jungkook parted away pulling you on him, your chest pressed against his muscular one.

He bent down to kiss on your neck softly, sucking on the skin, your hands flat on his chest.

"Jungkook." you breathed hastily making him hummed.

"I want you."

"I knew you couldn’t resist me." he smirked making you look away embarrassed.

"and I can’t resist you either." he grinned lifting your face to look at your flustered face.

"you know I was about to break that fucking door to come make love to you when you sent me those pretty pictures." he grabbed you by your hips, your heart picking up the pace as he backed you to the bed.

"now that I’m here, I’ll take you as much as you can handle." he warned, his gaze a bit too serious.

He pushed you gently on the mattress, hovering over your bare body.

He attached his lips with yours, sucking on your tongue. You kissed him lovingly as your fingers made their to his hair.

His teeth pulled on your bottom lip as he detached from the heated kiss.

You felt his hard on pressing against the inside of your thigh making you feel aroused again.

Jungkook stood up, making you support yourself on your elbows, looking at him confused.

"on all fours. right now." he ordered with a too gentle voice for the current situation.

"what!?" you furrowed your eyebrows sitting up.

"I said, on all fours." he repeated approaching your frozen body.

He lifted you up effortlessly, making you on your knees, hands in front of you as he positioned himself behind you.

"do you need prep or your little cam girl session earlier was enough?" he teased.

"fuck you." you muttered making him laugh.

Jungkook held your hip as he took his cock in his hand, aligning himself at your entrance.

He rubbed the head of it on your glistening lips making you whimpered.

"stop teasing."

"oh darling, you’re started it." he reminded.

"but since I’m way too impatient right now I won’t tease you." he sighed playfully as he moved forward.

"tell me to stop at any moment if it hurts or anything yea?"

"please do something." you pushed your bottom back on him, his hands stilling your hips.

Jungkook penetrated you painfully slow, making you feel every inches of his cock, the little vein on the side stroking against your velvety wall made you feel dizzy already.

You gasped as he started moving, his hands holding firmly on your sides.

"you feel so good around me." he threw his head back, his fingernails digging into the flesh of your hips.

He looked in front of him, his cock twitching inside you at the view, making you clench around him at the sudden feeling.

"fuck!"

Jungkook hand travelled all along your spine to your hair, pulling you up to him, your back flat against his hard chest.

He grabbed on your chin, making you looked in front of you.

You moaned as Jungkook hand went to grab your breast, massaging it gently, his finger teasing the erected bud, flicking it over and over, making you lose your mind.

"look at you." he pointed to the infamous mirror facing the bed.

"taking me so well."

His fingertips dancing on the smooth skin of your stomach.

You knitted your eyebrows, mouth ajar as you felt this familiar knot in the pit of your stomach.

"babe I’m close." you whimpered, your hand clasped on his forearm as you started clenching around him uncontrollably.

"Look in the mirror. Look at me when I’m making you feel good darling." he ordered.

His hand travelling up to your neck, fingers around your throat. He applied a light pressure enough to make you overwhelmed.

You shook your head, tears forming in your eyes as you felt his fingers rubbing on your clit.

"open your eyes pretty." he bit on your earlobe softly, his breath fanning over your neck.

You opened your eyes meeting his lustful ones.

You wanted to look away, his stare making you feel small but he was just so attractive, you couldn’t take your eyes off his face.

Some stands of his long black hair sticked on his sweaty forehead, his bottom lip trapped between his teeth, droplets of sweat running down his neck, eyebrows knitted as he concentrated on hitting the spot that could make you see stars.

His beautiful veiny tattooed hand still resting around your neck.

You cried out as you came around him.

Jungkook held your weak body as he felt your thighs trembled from your orgasm, the pleasure too much for you to handle as he kept on snapping his hips into yours.

He suddenly switched position as he laid you on your back.

"fuck! you feel so fucking good! so warm and tight!" your husband moaned as he went faster, his hand grabbing your thigh angling it higher resting it on his waist.

You sobbed as he started sucking softly on your nipple, his wet muscle caressing the hard bud as he licked it, looking up at your face.

"I- i cant-" you chocked a moan when he bent down to bite on the abused skin of your neck.

"I’m so close." he moaned lowly in your ear.

You let a tear roll down your cheek as the overstimulation was getting unbearable.

"too much." you sobbed, head spinning at the pleasure hitting you again.

Your nails buried deep into the flesh of his back, scratching the soft skin as your legs started trembling again.

He groaned as he picked up the pace making the headboard hit the wall.

He put your leg back down as he felt his own orgasm coming.

Jungkook held your hands at each sides of your head before intertwining your fingers together.

"Jungkook!" you tightened your hands around his, squeezing your eyes shut as you let your orgasm washed over you.

Jungkook came inside you after a few strong thrusts, filling you up to the brim, a loud moan of your name passing by his lips.

His body collapsed on top of yours as he stayed inside you.

You breathed heavily, hand going up to caress his back, the other hand going on the back of his head caressing his messy hair.

He left lazy wet kisses on your neck after a few minutes.

"I love you." he whispered, face resting on your chest.

"I love you." you pecked the top of his head softly.

"did I go too hard?" he asked hoping he didn’t do too much, if he didn’t hurt you or push you over your limits.

"no, don’t worry." you reassured him still stroking his scratched back.

He hummed feeling your soft touches caressing over the burning skin, enjoying the warmth of your body under him.

"y/n?" he called quietly making you hum.

"I’m sorry." he lifted his head up to look at you.

"Koo it’s o-"

"no no listen please. I don’t know why you thought all these things. But forget them. You definitely misunderstood. I’ll never do whatever you said earlier. I love you and you only. I’d never flirt with anyone else than you. I’ll never disrespect you in any way. You mean so much for me. I respect you a lot. You’re my wife. The person I love the most. I don’t care about her and I didn’t find excuses to defend her." he explained making you feel guilty again.

"I want to apologize for my behavior earlier. I was so mad and I wasn’t think right I guess. She got on my nerves and I maybe, accused you for doing what you probably didn’t do. I’m sorry." you sighed making you husband shook his head.

"don’t apologize my love." he caressed your cheek before pecking your lips.

"I love you so much Jungkook. You mean so much for me too."

He rolled the both you over, so you're laying on top.

"I love you more, my favorite cam girl." he grinned making you slapped his chest.

"gosh you’re so annoying."

Jungkook laughed, hugging you tightly.

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a/n : probably a weird way to finish this fic sorry 🥸. Well, I hope it wasn’t that bad. Thank you for reading! I love y’all.

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dungeonpuppykai · 1 year

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Description: What happens when a spoiled and disgraced Princess is handed off to an ex-Winter Soldier as a strategy for the royal family to be rid of her and ensure the Soldier's loyalty to them at the same time?

Pairing: Dark Ex-Winter Soldier!Bucky Barnes | Brat Princess!Reader.

Disclaimer: I (unfortunately) do not own Bucky Barnes or the Winter Soldier arc. This story contains dark and mature content so browse at your own discretion, please. Minors do not interact.

Warning(s): Dub-con, Dark!Bucky, arranged marriage, Brat!Reader, Brat Tamer!Bucky, spanking, exhibitionism, degradation, fingering, hair pulling, dumfication, pet names, blow job, gagging, choking, cock warming.

Note: Thank you all so so much for the love on this story! You have no idea how dear I hold it and each and every one of you to my heart! Muah!! <333 The chapter is unedited, I am sorry </3 Also, I did my best to tag everyone and if anyone got left out I am very sorry this story is my first time doing these lists and I am not very good at them 🩷

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"Did you put on that show at breakfast for the Queen to see, sweets?" James raised an eyebrow at his wife after he joined her at the backseat of the SUV that would drive them to their part of the Kingdom.

She had refused to bid farewell to anyone after behaving quite well at breakfast upon his order, or rather, threat that he had given her when they had had their bath in the morning.

James would not tolerate being husband to an out of control wife. He knew exactly how to put a leash on little deviants such as Her Highness.

Then Y/n had acted like nothing was out of the ordinary, nodding obediently when he informed her that the cars were ready for them and his men before exiting the Palace whilst her family had watched her back expectantly.

"What are you talking about, James?" The bride from last night was barely there anymore as she lied through her teeth. His jaw ticked. "I have no idea whatever you mean."

The man sighed, sitting back as he shook his head and hooked an arm around her back. "Now, what did I tell you about lying to me last night?" She was staring out the window but he could tell she was pouting.

"I am not."

Oh, he was going to have so much fun crushing this pathetic little brat of his.

James clicked his tongue. "So you are lying to your husband after you used him like a disposable pawn in your little game with your mother-"

"Step-mother" the Princess corrected him, turning around to look him in the eyes with her agitated ones.

He raised an eyebrow. "So you are admitting it, then?"

"I didn't do it to disrespect you" her eyes turned soft and eyebrows furrowed worriedly. "I just-"

The Chief clicked his tongue. "Come on up" his vibranium hand patted his lap. "Little girls like you cannot just make and execute their own decisions. You need to learn your place."

Her bottom lip jutted out. "But–"

"Butts get spanked and fucked, come on" his words made a blush and giggle burst out and into her shy hands unexpectedly. For both. He hadn't meant to say it. It was out of his mouth before he could stop himself.

James wasn't a boy that said things like these.

But he still did.

And her response made it worth it.

He could get used to this.

"James!"

Was he trying to compensate for the centuries long generational gap?

For her?

"I haven't even done anything and you're already this worked up" the embarrassment on her shy face worked him up in the best way. Her real self was so different from the facade she put up. So easy. So soft. So fragile to crush and plunder. "Tsk, Mrs. Barnes. What am I going to do with you, hm?" His hand pushed at her ass.

"Not too painful, please?" Y/n batted her lashes at him prettily.

The driver was so uncomfortable James could sense it. But he dared not glance at them through the rearview mirror. He wouldn't. If he cared to keep his eyes and head.

"Stalling will only add to your punishment, sweets." A small whine left her as she pouted and crawled his lap begrudgingly with her head lowered.

"No fair" she whispered so softly under her breath that it made her gasp when he responded.

There would be a lot of getting used to to an enhanced man.

"I'll tell you what isn't fair." Pushing her dress up to her waist, James placed his non-human arm over her back to press her in place. "What isn't fair is lying to me when I have been nothing but a good husband to you" spanking both her clothed cheeks at the same time, he peeled her underwear off. "What isn't fair is you using me as a pawn to deny your step-mother her satisfaction" a loud whine filled the air when he rained down spanks on her already hurt and bruised bottom.

"James, please! Husband, please! It hurts so much!" Y/n's legs kicked in defense, ass trying to dodge his hits.

"It hurts, does it?" He feigned surprise, removing his arm from her back to hold her by the hair at the back of her head, pulling it closer so he could whisper in her ear. "Then why are you so wet, baby?" James' eyes were trained on the rearview mirror, watching the nervous driver carefully to make sure he wouldn't steal a glance.

No one except him could see his wife in this state.

"You've made such a mess on my hand, look" moving her head by her hair to allow her an easier view of his hand that he had been spanking her with, the Chief showed her his wet fingers. "Tsk, what a dirty little girl I have here."

Y/n blushed and bit her lip, embarrassed yet aroused. "Please…"

"Please what, hm?" Letting go of her hair, his hand now reached for her throat for a better grip, still holding her face close to his lips. "Need husband to take care of you?" A smirk made it's way on his face when she whimpered in response to his other hand caressing her sensitive ass.

"... Y- Yes, please…" Biting her lip, the Princess pushed her ass up and into the Chief's fingers when they travelled down the crack of her ass, resting at her wet entrance.

"Here?"

"Yes!" It was pulsating with need. "Yes, please, James! Right there!"

The man's digits circled and rounded her entrance like a beast does its prey, coating themselves in her slick before spreading it over her touch-starved folds. Lewd hums and moans started to flow out of the girl's mouth in response, hips swaying and fingers gripping the man's thigh.

"You love being dominated and put in your place, don't you?" The super soldier snickered, feeling a shiver run down his spine at the erotic gasp that ripped it's way out of his wife when he finally allowed her the aid of a finger inside her wet ring of muscles. "I knew it, it's always naughty little brats like you who rile people up desperately just so someone can come along and beat some manners into their pathetic holes." His dirty talk was making her insides flutter, droplets of cold sweat decorating her temples as one ran down the side of her face.

The girl was too far gone to care or notice whe her husband moved her out of the way, momentarily letting go of her neck which made her collapse against his thighs, fucking herself on his fingers softly as her eyes fluttered shut.

"Come here" grabbing a hold of her head by her hair again, the man guided it to his hard cock. "Look at what you do to me, sweets." Her confused and surprised face was inches from his thick and tall cock as James peered down at her. "Now you must be a good wife and take care of it."

"What-"

"Tsk, aren't you the most precious and dumb little wife?" Y/n was starting to like how he crooned at her. "Needs her husband to teach her everything." Clicking his tongue, he added a second finger to her tight pussy. "Open up, baby. Let me see that pretty sucker" holding her cheeks between his hands hurriedly, the man pushed them open, causing a tiny O to form between her lips through which he pushed the tip of his cock inside but moving his hips.

"Princess…" James called out warningly when she jumped up in response, trying to move away only to freeze at his tone, peeking up at him through her lashes with questioning eyes as he explored her oral cavity bit by bit till he was properly inside. "That's it, baby" the man praised, biting back a moan when she gagged in response to his tip tickling the back of her throat. "Fuck. This is perfect. You're such a fine set of wet little holes."

Speeding up the movements of his fingers inside her pussy, he guided her face up and down his cock by his other hand, hips aiding the process as he tried not to but still made her gag and choke with each thrust.

The car filled with sounds of slapping, choking, squelching, gagging, cursing and moaning as it ran smoothly on the highway roads, the driver using all his willpower to not look back or act bothered, ignoring the headache hurting his eyes.

"Hnnnmmmm~" The Princess moaned against James' cock, hips bucking up as she finally climaxed, her shudders and grunts sending vibrations down the man's cock and adding to the heat that was settling in his own abdomen.

He was close but it wasn't until Y/n unintentionally placed her hand on his ballsack to try and brace herself against the face fucking that had turned quite brutal that her husband collapsed, cursing loudly as he came down her throat, causing her to choke which made her nose ooze out some of his seed.

"You better… fucking… swallow every drop." The man warned, his chest burning at how perfect she looked with mouth full of his cock, mascara smudging her face and nose decorated with his cum. Keeping his fingers buried in her cunt, James put her worked up face down against his lap, a hand gently placed behind her head to keep her in place with her mouth still stuffed full of him.

"Keep it there and don't move" he panted, feeling her widened nostrils exhale out overwhelmed breaths as she had no choice but to cockwarm him with her mouth. "This will teach you your true place." Pressing a kiss to the exhausted girl's head, he whispered in her ear. "Between my legs with your cute sucker full of my cock."

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aphroditesmoon · 2 years

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first of all thank you for feeding us with jace x reader contents u are the best!! 🥺❤️ and my oneshot request is a story where jace and targ! reader are pining over each other and they are really close and sweet to each other but neither of them rlly wants to confess their feelings to the other bc they are scared. that's until jace gets jealous of the reader and aemond

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jacaerys velaryon x reader

warnings: The decapitation scene in EP8

note: thank you for requesting my lovely<3 i don't think this is an accurate writing of what you requested but I admit I struggled trying to decide who's side of family the reader is from since you wanted targ!reader, so this is what I came up with, without it being too incestuous yk 💀

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"sometimes when I look into your eyes,

I pretend you're mine, all the damn time"

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Despite being Rhaenyra's sister, you grew up with her sons instead, being the last daughter of King Viserys and his late wife the queen Aemma, You were closer to your sister's side of family than Alicent's, though you carry tender feelings for her children regardless.

The closeness of you and the Velaryon boys were cut short as they move to Dragonstone, leaving you with your stepfamily for 6 years.

Though today you will be reunited with them, you were excited to meet your sister, the last time you both met, it wasn't exactly the most peaceful of event, with the funeral of your cousin Laena, and the unfortunate incident between the Velaryon boys and Alicent's son Aemond who had his eye taken by Lucerys.

Hopefully now that everyone's grown, the circumstances will be less troubling.

You were the first to greet your sister and your uncle Daemon, with your stepmother busy still. "What in gods name has this place transformed to?" Daemon asks frowning at the deco of the palace.

You smile amused at his greeting. "I miss you too uncle, and I think you already have the answer to your question." You embrace the two of them in a warm manner and your sister squeezed your hand before asking of the queen and king.

"Alicent is busy at the moment, and I reckon you both can already guess that father's illness has only gotten worse since last you saw him, he can barely leave bed now." You statement has birth new worries to your sister as her face seem to show.

"Take us to him." the prince requests and you gladly obliged, leading them and their young children to your father's chambers.

"Jacaerys and Lucerys wastes no time to go tour the palace, they're probably somewhere in the courtyard if you wish to greet them." Rhaenyra tells you this, as she knows how fond you are of your nephews.

You smile brightly at her. "Then I will go see them, if you are fine being left alone, that is?" She offers you a smile and shakes her head. "Of course, you go ahead my dear".

With her permission you merrily made your way to meet your nephews.

You spotted the two boys in the house velaryon coloured cloaks watching Aemond's training with Ser Criston and went to stand next to them.

"Amazing fighter, isn't he?" You spoke, startling the two.

Jace's suprised expression turned into a pleased one as you three took a few steps back to greet eachother.

"[name]! I didn't even recognize you" It was Lucerys' who spoke first and you took him in your arms in a bear hug, then doing the same with Jacaerys, who's arms held you tighter compared to his brother's.

"Me? I wouldn't even know it was the two of you if it weren't for your cloaks!" The lot of you chuckled at that knowing it's true, you all have changed very much this past 6 years.

"Say, I don't think we've gotten our welcome tour of this place from you princess, bit disrespectful to neglect your guests isn't it?" You hear the teasing in Jacaerys tone and through his silly boyish grin that you return easily.

"A tour doesn't seem necessary, as I'm seeing you both remember your way here quite well, but if you insist, I wouldn't deny you at all."

He raises his eyebrows and waves his hand for you to lead the way: "Well then, let's get started."

You giggled and link your arms with him, walking out the courtyard together, resuming in your jests and catching up, completely ignoring Lucerys trying to follow up the both of you, annoyed at being ignored.

The tour was an obvious excuse for the two of you to shamelessly converse with eachother without starting rumours or gossips, though by the way the two of you have been leaning by the library door laughing and chatting with eachother instead of any touring, it seems that people would easily see through you anyways.

Lucerys tried his best to include himself into the conversation, though his brother was consistent to change the topic back to him, he fastly got the message and excuse himself to explore the library books.

"You know, I was scared you wouldn't care much about us coming back, it has been a long time since we met, I wasn't sure if you'd actually miss us me."

Your eyes soften at his words and you inch closer before taking his hand into yours and squeezing it. "Well, the letters I've been sending you this past years should be proof enough that I do miss you, isn't it?," You ask smiling at him.

A light blush appears at his cheeks and he laughs nervously nodding. "Yeah- I am sorry I don't respond as much though, I'm always occupied in dragonstone, but you're always in my mind if not my letters."

His respond warmed your heart, it wasn't a secret to anyone who paid attention that you were fond of the older Velaryon, He's always been kind and caring with you since you were children, always making sure you felt Included and ready to defend you at any glimpse of danger or disrespect. And sometimes, you could swear he looks at you like he might loves you too.

You found yourself intensely staring in his eyes, unable to forms any words and just smiling at him, hands still holding eachother's.

The tension was cut by Luc's footstep as you both pull your hands away and look towards the boy.

"It's quite late I've noticed, Uncle Vaemond has arrived which means the petition will start any minute now, we should go settle ourselves first Jace." He suggests smartly.

Your eyes widen as you remember why they're here. "Oh my, you're right, I've been taking so much of your time, come on, I'll show you to your chambers."

They both assured you no time was wasted and thanked you for the welcome before entering their rooms for a change of clothes.

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The petition was... quite an event, if you say so yourself. Both parties present a truthful and valid argument, not that it mattered as the topic of heir of driftmark was quickly pointed back to Lord Corlys' own wishes by your father, who made a sudden appearance, taking over the discussion from Otto.

What was more unexpected than your father limping to the throne to defend his grandson, was Vaemond's shameless accusation of Jace and Luc's illegitimacy, and calling your sister a whore on top of that.

It wasn't a surprise when the prince consort Daemon slashed through his head for that insult, knowing how much he loves to solve a problem as fast as he can. The sight of Vaemond's tongue sticking out of his decapitated head though, was not pleasant.

You were quickly ushered out with your stepsiblings by Alicent as the your father was helped back to his chambers, attacked by his illness at a sudden.

As you leave the throne room to walk to your room, you were met instead with Jace, waiting outside for you.

"I-um, I thought I'd walk you back, to your chambers?" he states, sounding more like a question.

You smile gratefully at his kind gesture and take his arm to link them with yours and thank him for his offer.

"Oh don't thank me, I just enjoy your company, really." If it were anyone else, you'd assume he was flirting with you.

But regardless of your delusion, you accept the tease and shoves him playfully.

"Oh do you now?"

"Mmhm." His smile was contagious and you don't think you can stop yourself from giggling like a 5 year old at everything he says.

As you finally reach your room, you take a deep breath, trying to hide your disappointment of having to part with him, even for a while.

"Well, you've come a long way today, I'm sure you're tired, rest well won't you?" You spoke squeezing his shoulder.

He smiles softly while nodding before bidding you good evening and walking back to his chambers, you notice how his smiles doesn't leave him as he leaves.

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It's been a while since you've had a family dinner to be honest, but by the request of you father, here was all of you seated together.

You were placed I'm between Aegon and Aemond who was sitting at the edge.

What started off an awkward night, slowly absolved into a festive dinner as everyone tried their best to get along, to please the king.

You found yourself laughing at Aemond's quiet sarcastic jokes about Vaemond's beheading, trying not to find the traumatizing memory hilarious, but the both of you couldn't stop your amusement thinking of your stepmother's mention of him in her prayer.

The joking was cut off by Jacaerys ' sudden slamming of the table as he stands up, startling everyone.

silence spread through the room and you look at him worriedly.

As he waves a hand at his parents to not worry them, his eyes moves from the table to your face, taking in your frowning confused expression.

"Um- I, would uh, also like to give a toast" He clears his throat and states with an awkward smile.

"To, my uncle's, Prince Aegon and Prince Aemond, though we aren't so close now, I have fond memories of our shared youth, and as men, I hope we could get along."

Aegon purses his lips and answered with a "uh to you too" as Aemond just stares at him with an undecipherable look.

You notice how Jace's own eyes was connected to his too, the both of them having some sort of staring contest.

It seems Jace lost it first (despite Aemond having a one eye disadvantage) as he blinks and looks at you seated next to Aemond.

You saw his gaze softening and his smiles widens as he raise his cup again; "And to my lovely aunt, princess [aunt], you have always been a kind friend and a great company, I hope we'll have more time to spend with eachother."

You nod at him with a smile. "Thank you Jacaerys, for your generous words, I shall hope for the same."

Seemingly satisfied with his speech he sits back down and your sister Rhaenyra release a slow relieved sigh. You could understand why, for a second there, Jace's sudden gesture made you think a fight was about to ensue too, though you were grateful he remained mature as he is.

Viserys' had requested music to be put on and you were caught off guard with Jacaerys standing up and offering a dance to you, you accepted nonetheless.

It was honestly a dream how much of his attention you've had a hold of this whole day, you wished it could be like this all the time, gods only knows the effect he has on you and your heart when he does these little things that makes your heart beats quicker and paint your cheeks a faint pink.

You both try your best to stifle smiles and giggliness as he spins you around, keeping you close.

The music stops when Aemond suddenly dose from his own seat. The sudden loud creak of his chair making you flinch and halt your movements.

The both of you stopped your dancing to glance at him.

Aemond gives you a reassuring smile before smirking at Jace and then Lucerys, who was seated on the opposite of him. "A final tribute."

"To my nephews, Jace, Luc, and Joffrey." He starts calmly.

"May you always remain handsome, wise-,"

Deep breaths and sighs was heard around the room as you finally realize what was going on.

Your breath hitches as he finishes the line. "-strong."

Immediately, Jace interjects, contained anger detected in his tone; "I dare you to say that again."

"Why? t'was only a compliment. Do you not think yourself strong? What about you sister?" His eye shot towards yours that were practically begging him to stop.

"- I'm sure you'll agree he is quite a strong-"

He didn't get to finish the sentence as Jacaerys' fist connects with his face.

Instantly, Aemond retaliates, shoving him to the floor.

You curse out loud rushing to help Jace and you could feel him struggle againts you, wanting to attack Aemond again as you force him up and pulled him away from your stepbrother.

Thankfully, the fights ceased as Daemon involves himself in the middle of the two and your sister demands her children to leave to their rooms.

Jacaerys shrugs you off almost too roughly and leaves without looking back with his brother and cousins and you feel your heart crack at the little but hurtful gesture of it.

When your gaze connects with Aemond's, you scoff at his audacity to look unbothered with his stupid smirk and shook your head, you can't stand to look at him so arrogant right now and left the dining room too.

Quickly, you walk yourself to Jacaerys' chambers and took a sighed tiredly before you knock on the door.

"I don't need your comfort or whatever Luc, leave" his distorted voice was heard from outsiders.

"it's not Luc, it's me, [name]" You tell him, feeling a bit stupid for stating your name as if he wouldn't recognize your voice.

It was quiet for a few seconds before the door opens slightly, revealing the owner of the room.

He has seemed to calmed down from earlier chaos as he looks at you more kindly than he did anyone a few minutes ago.

"[name]." he breathes out.

"Apologies, I thought you were my brother, do you need anything?" You shook your head.

"No, I came here to make sure you're alright, may I come in?" He blinks before nodding slowly and standing to the side to let you enter.

You walk straight to sit by the edge of his bed and he moves to place himself next to you.

"I'm sorry about my brother, I would have thought that after 6 years, he'd give up his immature need to try and humiliate your family, but I guess I was wrong."

He frowns and shakes his head before raising his hand to cup your face. "Why would you apologize for his disrespectful manners?"

"Well, he is my brother, and he definitely won't be doing any apologizing."

The both of you let a short chuckle before the tension slips back in between you.

"Mm, maybe, but you are not responsible for his behavior, he is what he chooses to be, and that's beyond your control, so never apologize for his behalf."

You could only nod obligingly with the way he's intensely staring at you eye.

Before you can get any word out, he beats you to it first. "Do you love him?"

The question took you by suprise and you furrow your eyebrows and gives him a short "heh?"

"I- I saw how familiar you are with eachother tonight, and I know you both grew up together, but you must be blind to not see how he looked at you. Everyone could tell that his stupid toast was made out of jealousy because you danced with me."

All this new information and theories made your head swirl, You love Aemond as he is your brother, and never once did it occur to you his affections might be more than a sibling like one.

You looked at him dazed and confused, not knowing how to react with the randomess of the conversation.

"I- I admit, I've never seen him more than a family, and I have never noticed that there was such possibility that he did." You confess to him, avoiding his eyes, feeling a little embarrassed with his assessment.

"And have you noticed my feelings for you?" Your head snaps to look at him and your shocked face answers his question.

You open your mouth but no words leave you as you were still struck by his forwardness.

No words was needed though, as he closes the gap between you two wish his lips warm against yours.

You sigh againts the kiss as his hands cradles your face as yours wrap around his neck.

He pulls you to sit on his lap and when one arm moves around your waist to pull you closer and you gasped when he bites your lip, giving him an entrance to slide his tongue in.

He groans as your tongue meets, gripping your waist and angling his head better.

After what felt like hours of wet salivas mixing and your hands grasping and pawing at eachother, you were the first to pull away needing to catch your breath.

He leans his forehead againts yours as your hot breaths fans eachother.

A slow smile spread on your face and he beams at you like a child towards a rising sun. His thumb moving to rub your bottom lipz the feel of his skin againts yours making your eyes flutter.

You open your eyes to him staring a you with such gentleness you couldn't help but kiss him again, easily reciprocated by him, licking and sucking your bottom lip.

He sighs againts your lips when you pause.

"It feels like you are made for me sometimes" He murmurs againts your lip.

You let out a low breathy chuckle pulling away lightly. "Oh I believe I am made just for you, my prince."

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dangeroushologramcolor · 1 year

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Being Neon J's daughter :

He and his wife always wanted to start a family, but his obligations in the army make it difficult.

When he was called for the border war, he asked the hospital to conserve some samples of his genetic material, so their dream can become true if something happened to him.

The war was unforgivable and murderous, but the thought of finally coming home to his dear wife, settle down and having children kept his spirit up.

After his warship was bombarded, he lost his crew and most of his body. He miraculously survived, but the majority of his body must have been replaced by robotic parts.

When he came back, his wife was crying of relief and pain. Seeing her husband in this state, but alive, put her emotions into a roller-coaster.

After his comeback, they decided to have a child.

The pregnancy goes well, they learnt that they'll be the parents of an adorable daughter. Everything was so perfect. If only it would last forever.

But fate had other plans.

His wife didn't survive the birth, leaving you and your father.

Neon J was devastated, why life must be so cruel. Giving him great joy then pulling him into misery.

But he must be strong. It only you two now, he must be strong for you, to protect you, to make sure his dear wife rest in peace, knowing both of you live in happiness.

It's a this moment he created the first models of 1010.

His passion always was music and dance. So, now that his military carrier is behind him, he'll become the next star of Vinyl City.

You were there when he taught the first models how to dance and sing. It wasn't very good. But your 3 years old self found it funny and loved to clap her hand in rhythm.

The second version of the 1010 was more human like and a little less army lookalike. They were better, but still not very popular because of their looks. And the five of them look perfectly the same, so people didn't really see the point of a band make of only one people multiplied.

The idea of making them in different colors went from you. You sticked stickers on them, with an unique color for each of them. It helped you to remember who was who. You father found the idea brilliant.

And so were made the third generation of 1010. You big brothers.

You loved them, and they loved you. Neon J was so proud of his little family. He hoped his dear wife could see that from where she is.

You takes part of 1010 training routine. You love dancing and your father is an excellent teacher.

You go to Vinyl City Elementary School, but your dream is to go to the military school. The only problem is that your father is formally against it. He refuses that you get enrolled in the army.

It really upset you, but you will prove to your father that you are strong enough to become at great general, like him.

If only you know he refuse because he's scared of what could happen to you. He doesn't want you to go though what he did.

He's kind of protective, sometimes too much.

Your brothers have a protocol named "Y/n's protection" coded deep inside them.

When Neon J isn't here to give them orders, you are the one who gives them orders.

They are not obligated to listen to them, but you're so cute when you act like that. And you never disrespect them, you they play along.

Since your brothers have a sailor uniform, you asked your dad one too.

How can he resist those puppy eyes when you asked him so sweetly "Can I have my own uniform too dad, please."

Now, you look like your brothers!

But you refused to wear the hat. You find it ridiculous.

Your dad works a lot, to the point of exhaustion. So when you saw him sleeping against his desk, you stole his coat and his captain hat and decided to supervised the concert for him.

You are 9 years old. You can do that. And your brothers agree with you. Your dad really need to rest.

You're not afraid of those rock revolutionaries. Let them come, they will see what 1010 is made of.

They will pay for what they have done to your friends' family. And for making Lady Tatiana angry.

They better have come with their tactical thermals goggles, because-

YOU'RE GONNA BRING THE HEAT!

#neon j #neon j nsr #nsr x reader #neon j x reader #x child reader #no straight roads #1010 #1010 nsr #no straight roads 1010 #rin 1010 #haym 1010 #1010 eloni #1010 zimelu #1010 purlhew #neon j no straight roads #tw:death #tw:birth death

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howyouloveyourdragon · 1 year

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Hello. I saw your wishes are open and I wanted to take my chance. Can you write for Yandere husbands Viserys 1, Aerys 2, Aemon, Daemon Blackfyre, Corlys Velaron, Tywin Lannister, Roose Bolton, Arthur Dayne, Gerold Hightower, Oberyn Martell, Doran Martell, ? Please

thank you for your request anon! i hope you enjoy, i had to split it into two parts so i hope that's okay! i will link this post when part two has finished :) here are Viserys, Tywin, Roose, Oberyn and Doran <3

warnings: yandere content, violence (not against reader)

Viserys I

you are his Queen and greatest love

whatever you desire will be yours no matter the scale

except for otto's head however if you ask for him to administer another hand then he will gladly take your suggestions

whether you are Rhaenyra's mother or marry Viserys after Aemma's passing, his devotion will be unwavering

if you are in Aemma's position then he may be a lot more sound of mind

however if you wed him as his second wife then he will work harder for you to be loved throughout the court

he knows that not everyone will be happy at this union and especially Corlys however he sees the future of Westeros in your hands

depending on how you play your role, you could stop the dance altogether

Viserys knows that his position as King is dangerous and he will selfishly not want to endanger your offspring

if you wish for you firstborn to be King/Queen he may need time to consider it but regardless, Rhaenyra will be his named heir

he will want more children but if you have many difficult pregnancies he will cease his attempts for another heir

he may not be particularly violent but he will have the tongue of anyone disrespecting you as his wife and Queen

he demands you sit with him at important Kingdom meetings

depending on your relationship with his brother, he may name Daemon your sworn protector as he reigns the ruthlessness he himself lacks

overall the least bloodied yandere on this list

Tywin Lannister

like Viserys i don't think he would be particularly bloody but he has that edge that Viserys doesn't have

he may not have bloodied his own hands but that doesn't mean he doesn't make other people do it for him

he never thought that he would smile after Joanna's passing but then he met you and you were just so full of life that it counteracted his own misery–you're his perfect match, he's sure

he first formed an acquaintance-adjacent friendship with you, so long as you helped him, he helped you in return

he wants you to appear equally befitting to one another until he can build a strong enough connection with you to befriend you in a natural setting

Tywin is a manipulative yandere so when as you’re ever-trusting companion whispers horrifying tales about the men who wish to court you, it is no surprise that you believe him

he is experienced in the world of men, knowing everything that you don’t and assures you that he knows what’s best for you and eventually what’s best for you is him according to himself

you have horrible taste in men apparently so he only wants to protect you of course, don’t you believe him?

he will spare no expense at the wedding, lulling you into the safety of him, you will never suffer he reminds you down the aisle

he will not care whether you befriend his children or not nor if you bare him another heir

children are of little necessity now

he believes his purpose now is to make you happy and proud to bare his name

surprisingly he is quite lenient on your freedoms compared to the other yanderes but don’t be fooled, he is a very controlling man and he will see his way to the end whether you intend to help him or not

your family will become his family but only until they lose their use

in the beginning he will be ever attentive and dote on you but as the years pass and you have successfully become his he will lose interest in your family, only continuing to visit them for appearances

however his interest in you will not change and anything you want he will gift to you no matter how large, expensive jewellery, clothes or simply his time will never die in supply

Roose Bolton

his blood created one of the most brutal and sadistic characters so i think it's safe to say he has the potential to be just as bad

he has already shown himself to be cruel in his desires and need for control/power namely as he once raped a miller's wife in the same place where he hanged the miller for not asking for his approval of their marriage, she birthed a bastard which turned out to be Ramsay

his methods toward you are probably depending on your house, if you are prosperous he will likely take your maidenhood to secure your hand and if you are a lowborn house he will simply whisk you away pretending that you came of your own volition and not because he kidnapped you

your wedding will not be lavish as he is more practical on that side of things but he will try and make you like him

you are locked away for most of the time but on the few times you are allowed out, he takes it upon himself to accompany you, he will ensure your meals are shared together and he frequently requests your personal servants to tell him anything you let slip even if frivolous

mysterious gifts might appear in your chambers but he will never own up to them just smirk slowly when you smile or state any approval

he will demand an heir of you even if it takes half his lifespan

if you do not have any children he will lock you in your chambers where food is brought to you by servants that conveniently lack tongues, he will remarry but keep you as his treat, in this scenario you become a distant memory to the people that once knew you

if you do have a child, he will leave the majority of childcare and affection to you but it will surprise him if your child resembles you both equally

it will both him if it favours you more than him but so long as you bare him as many heirs possible it will keep him happy enough to allow you more privileges

this will all go to hell if you try to escape him even once so play your cards wisely, he is merciless and unforgiving

restricts almost all letters from your family and would deny any visitation, you only need him and your children

however he will become more fond of them as they age and especially if they become yandere for you as much as he is, they are not his competition but instead his allies

Oberyn Martell

if other suitors are interested in you then he will gladly fight for your hand and delight in the bloodshed for it is proof of his devotion to you

before this he has probably taken you as his paramour and so that prompts the union he desires to keep you in his clutches

Oberyn is fiercely protective but will not worry mindlessly for you, he will teach you ways to defend yourself until your hands bleed from the grip on your gifted sword

we know how he avenges the ones he loves, you would be no different

he's very lenient on allowing you your own lovers with or without him present but you will have to partake in your activities in your shared chambers and he will have nothing less

he doesn't want you to forget him and all he can give you

he is confident in himself enough to meet them and perhaps befriend them as he would like for you to befriend his paramour Ellaria

he will draw bloodshed if anyone so much as implies a slight towards you

he is deadly, dangerous, unpredictable in the words of his own brother, if you escape he cannot guarantee that you will return entirely unharmed

children are not a priority as he has fathered many bastards and love them as if legitimate, any children you share will not be treated any differently than his others but he would like them especially to see the most beautiful parts of the both of you moulded to create your perfect blend

seeing his children and his paramour interact with you will be something he enjoys especially if you bond a polyamorous relationship with his lovers

however if a lover speaks badly of you he will discard them or kill them based on this slight

once one of his partners hinted a desire to rid you of him so they could wed

the same night Oberyn cut out their tongue and slit their throat before his others in case any shared these same ideas

he will not tolerate jealousy even if it is your own but he will not hurt you for it

he will not stop partaking in other lovers but he will make sure you do not have to see or hear of them often

Doran Martell

Doran is a subtle man so I think he would be a subtle yandere

he has thought out every possible end to every possible interaction with you and he intends to pick the best outcome in this case–you falling in love with him but he is no fool, he knows love matches are very uncommon

nonetheless he will begin slowly gifting you necessities and luxuries until you are almost entirely dependent of him and he can successfully talk you into marriage and thinking that you are the one being honoured with such a suitable match

similarly to Tywin, he can be very crafty and he never lets his guard down in front of you

your wedding will be beautiful enough for your family and yourself but he also aims to show you off, he is proud to have caught you

he fears that you would suffer in your labours and pregnancy as his mother did and will hold off on any pregnancy until he has the best maestors inspect you before, during and after any pregnancies you may have

if you are willing to his affections then the whole ordeal will be much easier however he does not display his love and obsession for you openly, Doran hates anyone seeing any weakness on his part and you are the main attraction of that

he does not hold you in captivity but he does make sure someone is watching you at all times even if it is not often himself

any children that come from your marriage will become the prime source of his attention, he swore protection on all of you and intends to keep it

#anon ask #anon request #anon #ask #request #yandere husbands #yandere viserys i targaryen #yandere tywin lannister #yandere roose bolton #yandere oberyn martell #yandere doran martell

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xanadontit · 1 year

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Had a chance to catch up with D and quelle surprise: her husband made her cry ON Mother’s Day.

D has a rough relationship with her mom, who is very likely an undiagnosed narcissist. One of D’s longtime friends who is a therapist sent her a ton of articles and book recommendations and said “I don’t like to diagnose people I’m not treating but uhhhh... yeah.” She’s not a loving or involved grandmother either, and while D doesn’t actively limit exposure, she will not allow her kids to spend unsupervised time with her mom. Visits are usually just gatherings with her brother (the golden child) and his wife and son.

D and her husband took the kids to Target to buy Mother’s Day cards for the grandmas and D was making jokes about how a lot of them weren’t applicable to her mom. “Thanks for all you do? Nope!” The toddler wasn’t registering this and the baby is, well, a baby. D wasn’t actively talking shit, just kind of laughing about the reality of the situation. As she and I have joked “If we don’t laugh we might cry.” In the moment her husband was gently scolding her but didn’t seem that upset.

For some reason on Mother’s Day the husband decided to yell at D in the car in front of their children about how she’s a disrespectful daughter and needs to model being respectful of elders/family members.

Please take a moment and let the irony sink in. This was his pitch? Screaming at her to be kinder? K, bro.

Also bear in mind their big Mother’s Day plans involved 4 hours in the car to see HIS mommy and his family who at best ignore her and at worst say racist things about her and their children. D lets a lot slide in the name of maintaining peace and because she wants her kids to have grandparents in their lives (although I’d argue that grandparents who are racist should be cut off but no one asked my opinion). For Father’s Day he has a guys’ day planned with his buddies while all the wives tend to the children. So, you know, normal day.

I’m coming to terms with the fact that this guy isn’t just an oblivious ass and is actually abusing her. Who yells at their partner 1) in a space where she can’t walk away and 2) in front of their small children and 3) to the point where she’s reduced to tears and keeps going? An abusive asshole, right? And why does he think he gets to dictate the terms of her 40+ year relationship with her mother? She’s a mess and doesn’t deserve all this consideration beyond the basic decency you’d show an acquaintance! Shut up!

Guess it’s good I’m seeing my cousin the therapist this weekend because I need some help here.

#do not reblog

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stormblessed95 · 2 years

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You married Jikookers, whenever point out some jkk moments as wierd, always say this happens in your married life, you and your partner have moments like that and explain it away. So lemme give some examples and say how you will feel if that happen in your life. Just very few examples. Let's see how logical it's to think Jkk is a irl couple .

Please don't give me some old links of yours as I've read all of that. I want how YOU, as a wife will feel about these when it happen in your life

1. You saying your husband always comes to your room to hang out and your husband immediately explains its because your room is close to him. How you feel ? The same thing Jimin must've felt.

2. Your guys friend saying he's gonna kiss you because of the way you look at him as a joke infront of your husband. How will that feel ? It's same for JK.

3. Your husband calling your common friend as the most good looking person he have ever seen. How it will feel ?

4. Your husband flirting openly in his sm, calling his followers pet names, replying as their bf/husband, fueling Y/N agenda and you are expected to accept is because it's part of his 'Job' when none of his colleagues do the same.

How does it feels when you put yourself in JK's or JM's shoes and if a moment like that happen in real life ?

I debated on answering this or just blocking you for being rude. But idk how many times I have to say every couple is going to have different relationship boundaries. Every single one. Just because you or I wouldn't be okay with something, doesn't make it wrong in another relationship if they are okay with it.

But sure. I'll answer this with more personal tidbits. Just for me to get to block someone else later today yelling at me for relating everything back to my personal life 😂 or maybe even you when you come back pissy about my answers because they weren't what you wanted.

1. THEY ARE TEASING EACH OTHER. When they say or do things like this. They are TEASING EACH OTHER. Teasing each other is lowkey a love language and sooooo many couples (at least the fun ones) do this. And yes, I tease my partner and he teases me back all the time. Including downplaying and joking around about the things we do. Such as this morning: "Omg Storm, personal space is a thing, jeez" he says and I snuggle up in our bed before waking up this morning. "Don't flatter yourself" I reply " its cold and I'm only using you for your body heat." And we both laugh and then kiss before getting up to take care of our kids and getting ready for the day. Among other examples of jokingly giving excuses and/or calling each other annoying/names as we do cute coupley shit or talk about it with our friends/each other. Also Blake Lively and Ryan Reynolds? The way they tease and talk about each other so much and go out of their way to make jokes about each other but also are so clearly in love? What about them anon?

2) some of my husband's good friends he met through a work friend are polyam. And VERY openly flirty with everyone. The VERY first time I met them, one cracked a joke about getting my husband naked. Took me off guard at first. Eventually I educated myself a bit more about the difference between polyam and open relationship, realized this is just how they all are with each other and the people they are close to. It wasn't that she wanted my husband, not even close. She wasn't flirting with my husband for real. She would have also very willingly and since had in the future made similar jokes to/about me. She wasn't interested in either of us more than plantonically. Neither was her husband or either of their other partners. And so therefore, I realized that the jokes are just jokes and it's not something that should bother me and it wasn't meant as anything disrespectful. Therefore, i can now participate in and enjoy the jokes as well. My husband and I have a group chat with one other person, my best friend, who is also the mom of my kids best friend. My husband has that group chat titled in his phone as "my wives." Neither of us are actually interested in marrying or even slightly romantically/sexually attracted to my friend. It's platonic and yet, the She is our wife joke gets made CONSTANTLY. Related but also not, in Grey's anatomy remember when Callie moved in breifly with Derek and Meredith. And Meredith accidentally kissed Callie goodbye right after kissing her husband goodbye on like auto pilot? Lol

3. Idk what kind of relationships you are in, but alot of them, alot, are couples who enjoy looking and appreciating beautiful people together. And my husband literally said to me the other day "man, Jimin is like the most attractive person in the world. How do you feel knowing you settled?" Lol just for me to reply in kind about how it's a good thing I'm so attracted to him then, in detail, which yall don't need the rest of that story about where that went afterwards. Not to mention that appreciating people's beauty objectively together, as a couple, it's even more common in queer relationships than between two cishets together as well too. Just saying.

4. "None of his colleagues" wow I can't believe you forgot all of Yoongis flirting with ARMY. Man has proposed to us multiple times and accepted multiple proposals too. Literally signed an ARMYs marriage documents they brought at a fansign. Calling armys his girlfriends and giving pet names etc. I'm actually offended at the Yoongi slander here anon! My man is a flirt!! Don't forget it!

As for personal tidbits, I can't address this. Neither my husband nor I are famous or interact with a fanbase. @chikooritajjk flirts with me in my comment section at times though, as have a few other people, both of us very committed to our partners. I have a friend who jokes about if my husband is finally going to sign up to be poly and let her be my girlfriend. I'll redirect to point number 2 again about my husband's flirty friends. And end this with a question about if you question actors relationships and require the same validation of their relationship after they are in movies where they are making out with their costars but going home to their spouse? Because same thing really? But on an even lesser scale because these are faceless people online and not someone whose tongue you are sucking on. I mean, just saying.

Married with his wife:

Acting as Jim and Pam (with not his wife):

Probably not the answers you are hoping for anon. Sorry, but that's them. It's okay, you or anyone else are Free to now come ranting into my inbox about it. I'll be looking forward to it! Ultimately it again, comes down to how my boundaries, your boundaries, Jungkooks boundaries, Jins boundaries, my neighbors boundaries and your moms boundaries in relationships (all relationships. Platonic and romantic etc) will all be different. And that's okay. It's okay to have a line in the sand that you aren't okay with and it's okay for people in relationships that have nothing to do with you to not have that same line.

EDITING BECAUSE I HAVE TO ADD LMFAO I brought up Blake and Ryan in point 1, but an additional point including them....

Remember how Ryan Reynolds kissed Andrew Garfield just for giggles at the Golden Globes? And Blake laughed her ass off over it? Yeah, are we going to say they aren't a couple or married now too? 🤣🤣

Everyone's boundaries are different friends.

#jikook #kookmin #jikook boundaries #oversharing personal info again but this time by request #lmfao even if it was an angry ranty request

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chadwickbosemanfanfic · 12 days

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Please note that this is NOT to disrespect Chadwick Boseman in anyway. This is strictly fanfic. If you are concerned with fanfic after his passing, I totally understand and suggest that you do not read this post. Again, it is strictly fanfic.

Synopsis: So much can happen when the cameras are gone. Rihanna has known about an article where Chadwick Boseman mentioned her. When the two finally run into one another a year after the publication, they share a moment in time that becomes a secret they’ll never forget.

THEIR SECRET (2/3)

The First Night

QUICK RECAP (Their Secret 1/3) —

… He stood to meet her embrace. Her arms wrapped around his neck. His slipped around her waist. The stilettos gave her the height to mold into him perfectly. They felt each other exhale against the contact. “Spend a night with me,” now it was a question, whispered in his right ear before she pulled back.

“One night sounds impossible,” his eyes lowered on her as her face came into view.

“Then we can make it two. See you in five,” she didn’t wait for a reply. She smiled slightly, sashaying toward the private lounge exit.

The image of her lingered long after she was gone. Including the scent of her perfume. A part of him felt distant from the moment as if he was only imagining it. Uncertain. Conflicted. He contemplated, taking one last look towards the exit.

He flagged down the bartender to cancel the order of drinks. Closed his tab. Headed for the exit, fishing out the phone vibrating in his pocket. Read the screen. Slid the bar to the right, placing the phone to his ear.

“Pops, how are you?”

“Blessed, son. How are you? Sounds like something’s going on?”

“Your timing,” he shook his head. “Facing somewhat of a dilemma,”

“Talk to me,”

Stepping outside of the lounge, he eased up his hood to conceal himself for as much and as long as he could. He spotted the opening elevators and a growing crowd. He hung back.

“I, uh,” he knew his father was a straight shooter. No need in beating around the bush. “I’m considering spending the night with someone I’ve been intrigued by for years. Someone other than Simone.”

“Her name?”

“Out of discretion for her, I—,”

“No, no, I understand. Is this a fan?”

He thought about it. “Not exactly. You know I would never exploit a fan,” he pretended to be interested in a stand of newspapers, waiting for pockets of people to disperse in separate elevators.

“Well, you have more to think about in regards to the long-term girlfriend who may very well become your wife,”

“Which makes this a confession,” he lowered his head down on the newspaper as a crowd strolled by. “Before committing the crime.”

“Son, you are a man of integrity and I have known you to be nothing less. Don’t let the overnight fame get you in something you can’t get out of. We are honorable men and I don’t expect you to compromise that with some woman you’ve met, whom you don’t see a future with.”

Chadwick offered only silence, clinging to the word future. He and his father both knew how fickle that word meant now.

“Chad, are you there?”

“I’ve been on the straight-and-narrow my entire life. Give or take a few growing pains,” he paused. “Life has seemed to give up on me before I’m ready to give up on it.”

“I know where this is going,” his father exhaled. “This is not the kind of decision you should make under these circumstances. You’re one of the most disciplined, admirable men I know, Son. There ain’t no need in me preaching about what you should and should not do as I know this is not how you have ever navigated life. All I offer is that you be safe. Not just for yourself but also for her and the permanent people in your life before and after your last breath. And ain’t no need in overthinking about that either. Our legacy are the lives that we touch, which I know you are well aware. Like you have always done, be mindful of the impression you imprint on others.”

Someone near the elevator appeared to be pointing in his direction. “Thanks, Pops, I gotta go.”

“Be safe, Son.”

Chadwick placed the newspaper calmly and neatly before making a smooth break in the opposite direction. He cut a corner in search of an alternative route, opting for the grand staircase in the distance.

***

Chadwick approached the door, lowering his hood. Just as he was about to knock with an opposite hand, the door swung open. His eyes lowered with his fist, a relaxed gaze taking in every inch of her.

“Boseman,”

He smiled.

“How many autographs did it cost you to make it here?”

“None,”

“Ah, stealth,” she glanced over her shoulder. “That’s to be expected. And you made it on time,” her eyes appreciated the slight nervousness in his, “It cost me about 20,” she flashed her manicured fingers, bucking her eyes to exaggerate her statement and to lighten the mood. “A cute family of four nearly followed me here. But, of course, security,” she stepped forward, gripping his arms to adjust him slightly. She popped her head out into the hallway. Waved. Behind dark shades, the guard only offered a nod. She pulled back and eyed Chadwick. “No worries, he minds his business and is quite harmless,” she stepped back, looking him from head-to-toe and back up again. “You smell like I thought you would.”

His laugh was more of a grunt out of surprise just as she slipped her palm in his, guiding him inside.

“Mind if I take your jacket,” she turned to face him, releasing his hand, missing its firmness and warmth. She watched him bring the pullover past his head down to be folded neatly in his hands. She admired the length of his fingers and the visible veins with his movements. His nails were full and clean. She stopped his hands from folding. “Relax,” she winked, taking the pullover to toss it beside them. It unfolded as it landed on a chair. She stepped further inside the room. He followed.

“Sometimes, I schedule getaways. Staycations for me to just relax,” she looked over her shoulder to meet his gaze. “To silence the noise.” When he came to a stop, so did she. “Someone on your mind?”

He took a step aside. “There’s a lot on my mind,”

“That’s not what I asked you,”

“Well, of course. But I’m here… with you.”

She smiled, extending her hand. “Then be fully present and join me.”

Her palm was soft, cool. Taking small steps behind her, his eyes traced the neck tattoo hidden beneath curls. He slowed them down, tugging at her hand for her to shift and mold into him. He inhaled, drawing in her fragrance. Subtle. Feminine. Sexy. She felt his chest rise against her back and relax when he exhaled. There was always something mysterious about him. Concealed emotions that she felt now through his touch. It was this thought that made her feel sexy against him.

She cut her eyes over her shoulder, letting him get a glimpse of her consent before his lips came near her left ear. To her surprise, he didn’t say anything. At least not with words. She felt a small kiss. Then, another on her neck. Lower. She didn’t feel his hand leave hers but felt his finger brush away curls cascading from her ponytail. His lips brushed against the back of her neck, making her eyes close. She tried to keep her breathing steady. His kisses were patient, much like his hands. She felt strong fingers intertwine with hers. She relaxed against him completely, happy she decided to keep on her heels. She maneuvered a little against his pelvis, satisfied when she heard him draw in a breath. Suddenly, she felt his warmth disappear.

She opened her eyes, feeling a little disappointed as his fingers slipped from hers. She watched him head towards the phone, stopping himself to take in the view.

“All of this on the third floor?”

“A hidden gem,” she smiled. “What are you doing?”

“You said you wanted champagne. I don’t think I would have made it up with two bar glasses. I’ll order a bottle,”

She stepped forward, eyeing him suspiciously. “You’re nervous?”

“Not exactly,”

“Prove it,” she challenged, crossing her arms over her chest. She adjusted her stance under his gaze, playfully rolling her eyes. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

For the first time, watching her closely, he realized she was nervous too.

He smiled, assessing their surroundings. “We can enjoy this together and still respect those we are with,”

“Pardon me,”

“I know you’re with ASAP,”

“We are merely dating,”

“I have a feeling there’s something more there than you’re willing to admit in this moment,”

She felt exposed.

“No judgment, of course,” it was his turn to extend his hand. “Tell me what you want.” … to be continued.

#chadwick #chadwick boseman #black panther #fanfic #rihanna #savage x fenty #intimacy

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linahopeeeee · 2 years

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So Far Away 02

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✨Pairing: Yoongi x reader(brothers best friend)

✨Summary: Your mom tells you her side of the story. You take the dna test and wait for the results.

✨Words: 1500

✨Notes: I literally just said that I wasn’t going to post this for a couple of days but I’m bored so here you go 😌 please enjoy. Also the next chapter is when we meet Namjoonie🥹

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Dear miss Clark, I am writing to you today on behalf of Mr. Kim Namjoon. Recently Mr. Kim was informed by a reliable source that you are his biological sister. A DNA test must be performed in order to set up a meeting with the two of you. Please respond back to this email with a time that would work for you for the test to be taken at your local office along with any other questions you may have.

-Sincerely Jang Dongmin

You and Logan stare at the screen in front of you for so long that it goes dark. Logan looks over at you to gauge your reaction and make sure that your okay.

She knows that for your entire life your mom told you that your dad died before you were born but now you get a random letter claiming that your Kim Namjoon’s sister? Make it make sense.

“Hey you okay?” She asks, eyeing you warily and that seems to snap you out of your trance. You on your feet, with her laptop in your hand, in a matter of seconds, walking downstairs and out of the house, taking quick steps to your house next door, Logan on your tail, whisper-screaming your name.

“Y/N, wait a second. Let’s talk about this first” she says trying to calm you down, but it’s no use. Your rapidly knocking on your door, since you forgot your key at her house. Your mom opens up, a confused look on her face.

“What is this?” You ask her loudly, pushing the laptop in her hands as she quickly looks over the page, guilt quickly taking over her features.

“Baby-” she starts but you cut her off with a raised hand, you’ve never disrespected your mother in your entire life, always sweet and respectful, since it has always just been you and her, she was your best friend, your rock. And now to find out that she lied to you your whole life?

“Y/n, I’m sorry. Please sit down so I can explain everything” she says and you cautiously take a seat on the couch next to Logan. With your arms crossed over your chest, you motion for her to continue.

“Okay well here we go. It started when I moved to South Korea, it was supposed to just be a visit but I went and loved everything about it, so I stayed. I might’ve been there for about a month when I met this man” she stops and takes a deep breath.

“I had just gotten an apartment and was moving my things in when he noticed me struggling. He came over and asked if I needed help in Korean, and at that time I barely spoke any of the language.

He could tell that I didn’t speak Korean from the look on my face but luckily he spoke English. So I let him help me and afterwards I treated him to dinner as a thank you.

We exchanged numbers and quickly became friends, I didn’t know he was married and in the beginning I didn’t ask, I just kinda figured he was single.

For about 3 months we were just friends, we would hangout and get to know each other better and he would help me study Korean.

But then one day we went out to a bar and got drunk, one thing lead to another and soon we were in a relationship”

You finally dare to look at her, her eyes clouded with tears as she’s forced to relive the past. You want to stop her, tell her she doesn’t have to do this.

But you can’t

You need to know the truth and you need to know it now, because your getting weird emails from people claiming that you have random siblings that you didn’t know about.

“We we’re together practically everyday, and that’s what hurts the most, is for 8 whole months while he was with me, his wife and child were alone.

When I first found out I was pregnant, I was a little nervous of how he would react since we hadn’t been together for long.

Then I found out he was married, his wife actually called me, told me she knew we were together.

I told her that I didn’t know he was married and if I had then I would’ve never gotten involved with him. Something inside of her must’ve believed me because she didn’t get angry, she didn’t yell.

We talked and talked and I apologized so many times, but she would just tell me that I didn’t have anything to apologize for, I wasn’t the one married to her, I wasn’t the one cheating on her.

But I still felt so bad, so I left. I packed all of my stuff up one night and I just left, I came back to America.

He tried so hard to get in contact with me but I changed my number, my email, my everything.

I told you that he died because I figured that would be easier than explaining to my child that I was someone’s mistress. That I fell in love with a married man and almost broke up a family.

I wanted to tell you, I really did, but the right time never seemed to come. So it got to a point where I figured it was better if you didn’t know. Things were going the way they were supposed to.

It takes you a few minutes to process everything she just told you.

“I want to meet him, I want to meet my father” you say after several long minutes of silence. She looks at you with wide eyes but nods nonetheless.

“I’ll make some calls, try to find him” she says

“Wait” Logan interrupts “if namjoon knows and wants you to take a dna test so that you guys could meet why not just ask him? His dad had to have told him because how else would he know?” She asks and that makes a lot of sense.

So an hour later after you send a reply back to the email, telling them that your free tomorrow and Thursday before laying down in Logan’s bed, ready for sleep to overtake you and make you forget this day.

Apparently it didn’t really click to you last night. Kim Namjoon may be your fucking brother, what the fuck.

The next morning you wake up to a reply telling you that Thursday works perfect and that a appointment has already been scheduled.

You and Logan spend the entire day together like usual, eating, watching movies and singing at the top of your lungs until her mom comes home from work and makes you both be quiet.

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It’s not officially Thursday morning and your currently in your bedroom getting ready to go take the test, extremely nervous.

You and your mom had a long conversation last night and you were both able to get a lot of stuff off of your chest and clear the air about a lot of things.

“You ready?” Logan asks, walking into your room and sitting down on your bed, you look at yourself in the mirror once more before nodding, grabbing your phone and purse off of the dresser and walking out the door.

The test was done surprisingly quick and before you know it your sitting on the bus on your way to the mall, not really wanting to go home just yet. The closet mall to you is a town over and takes about an hour on the bus

“How long did they say the results were going to take?” Logan asks you when you first sit down on the bus.

“They said it normally takes at least a month but I guess HYBE staff are having them rush it so probably two weeks” you say and she nods, letting you lean your head on her shoulder as you prepare yourself for the long ride.

“Ohh this is cute” you say holding a black skirt up to your body, Logan turns around and looks at the item in your hand, nodding and telling you that you should get it.

You look at it again and decide to get it, putting it across your arm where the rest of the stuff you picked out lays.

After the mall you head back to your house to take a shower and a nap. Putting your phone on do not disturb and pressing play on the playlist you created to help you sleep.

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The following weeks past by quickly as you wait for the results of the test, as soon as it hits the two week mark your constantly checking your email.

“It’s here!” You say rushing into Logan’s room, the door forcefully hitting the wall.

“Well hurry up and open it” she says jumping out of her bed to stand next to you.

You slowly open up the email, looking at the results from the test, not really knowing what any of the words meant but your eyes zero in on the words at the bottom

Probability of paternity: 99.9998%

So there it was, he was in fact your father, you were in fact Kim Namjoon’s little sister.

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20 Get to Know me Questions

Name: Julian Sparrow

1. What is the greatest accomplishment of your life? Becoming a successful and well respected investor.

2. Aside from necessities, what one thing could you not go a day without? I’d have to pick either my cell phone or my computer.

3. What do you enjoy spending money on? I spare no expense in all areas of my life.

4. What do you wish more people understand about you? That with my esteemed job title, I have worked hard enough that I should never have to deal with disrespect.

5. Tell me your life story in exactly one sentence. I only need two words: hustle, and wealth.

6. What is your guilty pleasure? The sweets that my wife too often bakes.

7. A genie grants you the ability to have infinite amounts of one item. What is it? 💵💵💵, need I say more.

8. What is the most ridiculous thing you believed as a child? Idiotic ideals such as “soulmates” & “true love”.

9. How do you waste time most often? Researching stock markets, learning the trending patterns within stocks; things like that.

10. Do you have a significant other? Yes, my newlywed wife, Esme. Her beautiful looks are a staple to any outfit I don.

11. Do you have kids? Absolutely not. I don’t particularly want them, they will only cause a hindrance to my ambition.

12. Who do you live with? My wife. Oh and I think she has a couple pets.

13. How do you prefer to exercise? I enjoy lifting weights the most.

14. How old are you? 29

15. When is your birthday? September 22nd

16. What is your zodiac sign? I’m not sure what that is. But my wife says I’m a Virgo

17. How tall are you? 6’2”

18. Last text you sent? Who did you send it to? I sent this to my wife: “on my way home from work, please make sure you’ve finished cleaning before I get there, I have a headache and I won’t stand to listen to that vacuum.”

19. Do you use simstagram? Not for personal use. I do run my investment firm’s business page though.

20. Do you have any hobbies? When I have time, I work out. Sometimes I enjoy watching Sportsnet on TV.

Here is y’all intro to Julian Sparrow! As you may be able to see, he is a very egocentric and arrogant man. He can be very romantic, which was his wife, Esme’s original lure to him. His abundance in wealth creates the illusion that he “takes good care” of his wife. This is why she can be perceived as spoiled. But truth is, Esme is nothing but an ornament to him..

DISCLAIMER!!!!!!

This sim was originally created by @neecxle and downloaded from her gallery page.

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Chapter 3

Warnings: None. However, future chapters will contain sexual content so readers that are under the age of 18 may have to skip those chapters (Please keep note of the warnings).

Copyright: I do not own any Wizarding World characters that J.K. Rowling wrote. I do however own Elizabeth Kane (main character) and Trang Nyguen (best friend). There should be no use of these two names without my permission. I also do not condone any copying of this.

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Uncle Moody's funeral was only a day later since the wedding was also very close. I didn't go down with the crowd, instead watching from the bedroom window, holding Remus in my arms.

I would've gone down, except I had a strange, almost psychopathic response when I got around people who were crying in a depressed atmosphere. I always started to laugh and I hated it. Especially since I loved Uncle Moody so much, it felt disrespectful. So I had stayed inside to avoid it.

Dad came in later and told me that Uncle Moody had left his house to me in his will since I was the closest thing to a relative that he had. That sent me over the edge with the tears I had been trying so hard to keep in.

Sirius had left me a house. Uncle Moody too. I already knew that it was in Dads' will too. Severus might've as well, if he had a will.

And I would give all of it up to have them alive.

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The days leading up to the wedding were full of work, getting the house ready for the Delacour family. Trang and I mostly worked together around the house after Mrs. Weasley discovered that we weren't going with the other three. But Harry, Hermione, and Ron on the other hand were kept separated at every possible moment.

There was a lot of Order members coming in, which was always nice because I enjoyed seeing Kingsley. The others I didn't care all that much about.

Dad and Tonks weren't staying at the Burrow like I was, because they had agreed it was safer for me here and I couldn't apparate every day with Remus. You weren't really supposed to apparate with young children and he wasn't even six months old yet.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were all rather in a bad mood when Mr. Weasley set off to go and fetch the Delacour's. Trang was only slightly annoyed and I was mildly annoyed. I liked house work for the most part, but my fingers were hurting from the scrubbing I'd done.

"Yeesh, I almost wish I was going with them." Trang complained under her breath. "What are we-"

But she didn't get to finish her question as an unnatural laugh rose on the air. I shuddered a little, shaking my shoulders, even though I knew it was just Mr. Weasley.

"Maman!" Fleur ran forwards to embrace the adults. "Papa!"

Madame Delacour was a beautiful woman with long blond hair, wearing leaf-green robes. Mr. Weasley was laughing at whatever she had been saying.

Monsieur Delacour was not handsome, but made up for his looks with his good nature. He came up to Mrs. Weasley, kissed her twice on both cheeks. "You 'ave been to much trouble." He said in a smooth, deep voice as Mrs. Weasley flushed, "Fleur tells us you 'ave been working very 'ard."

"Oh it's been nothing, nothing! No trouble at all!" Mrs. Weasley flushed.

"Dear Lady! We are most honored at the approaching union of our two families! Let me present my wife, Apolline."

His wife glided forward, kissing Mrs. Weasleys cheeks too, which started setting of Trang's giggling. She bit on her palm to make it look like she was just hiding a yawn.

"Enchantee, Your 'usband 'as been telling us such amusing stories!"

Mr. Weasleys' maniacal laugh set off my own struggles not to laugh. And after Mrs. Weasley threw him a look, he set his face gravely, like he was standing by the sickbed of a dear friend. I bit hard on my bottom lip while Trangs' giggles started to become more audible.

"And, of course, you 'ave met my leetle daughter, Gabrielle!"

Gabrielle looked exactly like Fleur and batted her lashes at Harry while hugging Mrs. Weasley. Ginny cleared her throat loudly and Trang started to cackle, ducking back into the house to hide.

I snickered, following. Trang was cackling and I shook my head, amused. "Grow up Trang. Yeesh, you'd think Gabrielle would realize the age gap is to large."

That set Trang off again until she managed to say with a grin, "And what was the years between you and Sevy?"

I flushed. "Shut up."

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Waking up on my birthday felt weird. I had never been good at following the no magic rule, especially when I was in a wizarding house where the Ministry couldn't register the difference between normal and underage magic. But knowing that I could freely use magic wherever, whenever I wanted was strange.

"Happy Birthday." Trang said as I sat up. She was already up and dressed, pushing over a present.

"Thanks Trang." I grinned, picking up her package. It contained two art journals. One was leather bound and about the size of an average book. Complete with a book mark and a strap to keep it together. The other art journal was pocket sized, meant for smaller sketches. She had also paired it with a new pencil set with different graphite darkness.

"This is great." I grinned at her.

"Well, I thought you'd like it." Trang smirked. "Anyways, I can smell the bacon from here. Let's go."

Downstairs, I found that Mr and Mrs. Weasley had gotten me a gift, which was a small necklace that they were handing down to me. I nearly cried.

The Delacours had gotten me roses and chocolates. Hermione had gotten me The Subtle Knife, the second book in the Golden Compass series; The Shining, Cujo, and Doctor sleep which were Stephen King books.

Ron had gotten me Sugar quills. Fred had sent me charms to add to my bracelet.

I handed Harry my present for him. It was a journal, not unlike the journal Trang had given me. I had filled half of it with notes about Voldemort, curses, jinxes, offensive and defensive spells. I had drawn wild plants and labelled which ones were safe to eat and which ones were not. I had drawn the Horcruxes in it, though I had also written a note that he should memorize them and then burn the pages in case it fell into the wrong hands.

Half of it was also empty, just in case he wanted to write in it himself.

Later, when Dad and Tonks showed up, Dad gave me a watch. It had a purple band and the outline of the face was purple, though pearl coloured inside. "It was your mothers." He murmured in undertone.

"Thank you dad." I murmured, already putting the watch on as tears pricked my eyes. Tonks pulled me into a tight hug. It was really only then that I noticed dad seemed stressed, because Tonks was beaming with happiness.

I already knew, of course, that dad was feeling very uncertain about the baby in Tonks stomach. I knew that he would run after some time, but Harry would rebuke him and he would go back. Since it worked so well, I wasn't going to interfere.

Hagrid gave me a journal that was not unlike the one that I had given Harry. Inside were watercolour drawings of all sorts of magical creatures, with paragraphs about them. But the other half of the book was empty for my own drawings and notes.

Harry and I were sharing a cake, which Mrs. Weasley had baked and made. It was the size of a beach ball and was in the shape of a golden snitch. Half of it was vanilla and the other half was chocolate. There were actually 34 candles on the cake, seventeen of them being red and the other seventeen were purple.

It was the first birthday that I had really shared with Harry. Truly. I wondered if Mrs. Weasley had her suspicions- as Hagrid and McGonagall and Dumbledore had- that we were truly siblings. It was like the adults that I knew, knew that we were, but no one said anything.

I wished Kingsley could've been here, I'd asked him if he could come. But the Muggle Prime Minister was definitely more important.

Charlie and Hagrid were talking as I made my way to sit down between Dad and Trang. Trang was listening in attentively to the discussion about Norbert, pardon- Norberta .

"They're a lot more vicious." Charlie was saying, before looking over his shoulder and muttering, "Wish Dad would hurry up and get here. Mum's getting edgy."

"He's been held up by Scrimgeour." I explained, setting Remus down in my lap. Dad tensed next to me at the name. "The Minister will be coming. And you don't have to leave Dad, there's nothing to worry about when he comes here."

The Ministry was very anti-werewolf at the moment. Partly on the Death Eater side since they were half-breeds and not considered pure-blood wizards. Partly on the Ministry side because of Greyback and also the long prejudice against them.

Mrs. Weasley hadn't heard me as she came back over saying, "I think we'd better start without Arthur. He must have been held up at- oh!"

The Patronus of Mr. Weasley, which happened to be a weasel, stood on its hind legs as it ran across the garden and then stood at the table. "Minister of Magic coming with me."

Dad became fidgety, but I squeezed his hand in reassurance and he stayed where he was. The Minister and Mr. Weasley appeared very soon after it. Scrimgeour looked much older and I felt a stab of pity. I might not like the man, but he was better than Fudge and I had seen his future. He was a good man at heart, truly.

"Sorry to intrude. Especially as I can see that I am gate-crashing a party. Many happy returns."

"Thanks." Harry and I said together as he looked at both of us. Now, I was wondering if he too was seeing me as Harry's sister. Then I realized that I didn't really care.

"I require a private word with the both of you. Also with Mr. Ronald Weasley and Miss Hermione Granger."

"Us? Why us?" Ron asked.

"I shall tell you that when we are somewhere more private. Is there such a place?"

I got up, handing Remus over to Tonks and patted Trang on the shoulder as I walked into the house first. "This way, Minister."

I moved through the house to the living room, perching on the arm of the sofa while Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat on it.

"I have some questions for the four of you, and I think it will be bets if we do it individually. If you three-" He pointed at Harry, Hermione, and I, "can wait upstairs, I will start with Ronald."

"We're not going anywhere. You can speak to us together, or not at all." Harry decided.

"Very well then, together. I am here, as I'm sure you know, because of Albus Dumbledore's will."

I kept my face stoic, only slightly surprised. Not about the will, but the fact that I had been included in it. Though, perhaps I shouldn't have been surprised.

"A surprise, apparently! You were not aware then that Dumbledore had left you anything?"

"A-all of us? Me and Hermione too?" Ron asked.

"Yes, all of-"

"Dumbledore died over a month ago. Why has it taken this long to give us what he left us?" Harry demanded.

"Isn't it obvious?" Hermione asked. "They wanted to examine whatever he's left us. You had no right to do that!"

"I had every right. The Decree for Justifiable Confiscation gives the Ministry the power to confiscate the contents of a will-"

"Which was created to stop wizards passing on Dark artifacts." I interrupted now. "While also having powerful evidence that the deceased possession are, in fact, illegal before seizing them. I find it hard to believe that the Ministry thought Dumbledore would pass onto us, something cursed."

"Are you planning to follow a career in Magical Law, Miss K-"

"Lupin. Miss Lupin." I said firmly. "And no. Law bores me. But that doesn't mean I don't know it. You have to know what the law is to break it."

Ron smirked but Scrimgeour just looked annoyed.

"So why have you decided to let us have our things now? Can't think of a pretext to keep them?" Harry asked.

"No, it's because the thirty-one days are up." Hermione and I said at the same time. She continued, "They can't keep the objects longer than that unless they can prove they're dangerous, right?"

"Would you say you were close to Dumbledore, Ronald?" Scrimgeour decided to ignore the both of us.

Meanwhile, Ron stupidly replied with, "Me? Not- not really. . . It was always Harry and Elizabeth who. . ."

"If you were not very close to Dumbledore, how do you account for the fact that he remembered you in his will? He made exceptionally few personal bequests. The vast majority of his possessions- his magical instruments and other personal effects- were left to Hogwarts. Why do-"

"Hold on." I interrupted, frowning. "What about his private library? In the vision I saw of this conversation he left the library to Hogwarts too."

"In good time Miss. . . Lupin." Scrimgeour said, eyeing me. "Well, Ronald?"

"I. . . dunno. I. . . when I say we weren't close. . . I mean, I think he liked me. . ."

"You're being modest, Ron. Dumbledore was very fond of you." Hermione said, trying to fix the situation.

Scrimgeour pulled out a scroll and read from it. "'The Last Will and Testament of Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore'. . . Yes, here we are. . . 'To Ronald Bilius Weasley, I leave my Deluminator, in the hope that he will remember me when he uses it.'"

I perked in interest, seeing the object in Scrimgeour's hand, before he handed it over to Ron. I remembered Uncle Moody using it when we were returning with Harry to the original Order of the Phoenix headquarters. I felt a swoop of sadness flow through me.

"That is a valuable object. It may even be unique. Certainly it is of Dumbledore's own design. Why would he have left you an item so rare?" When Ron didn't answer, Scrimgeour continued, "Dumbledore must have taught thousands of students. Yet the only ones he remembered in his will are you four. Why is that? To what use did he think you would put his Deluminator, Mr. Weasley?"

"Put out lights, I s'pose. What else could I do with it?" Ron asked.

Scrimgeour turned back to the will, "'To Miss Elizabeth Kane Lupin, I leave to her my private library in the hopes that she finds it enjoyable and explorative. I also leave Fawkes, in the hopes that she puts him to the best of uses.'"

My heart soared, hearing both of those, the memories brought back as well.

"And why do you think he left you these things?" Scrimgeour asked.

"Well. . . I always told him I enjoyed his library." I said with a small smile. "And I've inherited them before so I suppose this is no different. But with Fawkes. . . I told him something in the future that I cannot explain to any of you. Fawkes is to help me with that. He told me he would help me before he died. This is the only thing I can think of."

Scrimgeour seemed a bit please to get an answer out of me, even if it wasn't a straight one. With a wave of his wand, Fawkes was there, sitting in a cage. I opened it immediately and he flew to sit upon my shoulder. "The private library has been moved with his specific instructions to your art studio."

I only nodded.

"'To Miss Hermione Jean Granger, I leave my cop of The Tales of Beedle the Bard, in the hope that she will find it entertaining and instructive.'"

I zoned out a little, admittedly. It helped that I already knew what the rest of the possessions were. Dumbledore had given me Fawkes, whose tears were an antidote to Basilisk poison. Was it possible that Dumbledore believe Fawkes tears could be used to save Severus' life when Nagini bit him?

I wasn't sure. It was hard to hope for that. And it wasn't like it could be tested out first. I had made other plans, of course. Brewing Felix Felicias first of all. Carving protective runes into the skin above his heart and on his neck so that Nagini would be deterred and would have to bite him somewhere else.

"This is not a joke, Potter!" Scrimgeours angry voice cut through my thoughts. "Was it because Dumbledore believed that only the sword of Godric Gryffindor could defeat the Heir of Slytherin? Did he wish to give you that sword, Potter, because he believed, as do many, that you are the one destined to destroy He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?"

"Interesting theory. Has anyone ever tried sticking a sword in Voldemort? Maybe the Ministry should put some people onto that, instead of wasting their time stripping down Deluminators or covering up breakouts from Azkaban. So is this what you've been doing, Minister, shut up in your office, trying to break open a Snitch? People are dying- I was nearly one of them- Voldemort chased me across three counties, he killed Mad-Eye Moody, but there's been no word about any of that from the Ministry, has there? And you still expect us to cooperate with you!"

"You go too far!" Scrimgeour shouted, standing up and Harry and I were on our feet in an instant. Scrimgeour pointed his wand at Harry, a hole burned in his T-shirt. My wand was pointed at him in seconds.

"Oi!" Ron jumped up.

"No! D'you want to give him an excuse to arrest us?"

"Remembered you're not at school, have you? Remembered that I am not Dumbledore, who forgave your insolence and insubordination? You may wear that scar like a crown, Potter, but it is not up to a seventeen year old boy to tell me how to do my job! It's time you learned some respect!"

"Insubordination." I snorted, lowering my wand an inch. "God all you Ministers are all the same. First Fudge, now you. You're not Kings."

"It's time you earned it." Harry said at the same time while footsteps came running down the hallway.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were first, followed closely behind by Dad and Tonks.

"We- we thought we heard-"

"Raised voices." Mrs. Weasley finished for her husband.

Scrimgeour took a few steps back while I lowered my wand completely, putting it in my pocket. "It- it was nothing. I. . . regret your attitude. You seem to think that the Ministry does not desire what you- what Dumbledore- desired. We ought to be working together."

"I don't like your methods, Minister. Remember?" Harry asked, raising his hand to show the 'I must not tell lies' on the back of his hand.

Scrimgeour left without another word, Mrs. Weasley hurrying after him. I strode out of the room and outside, leaving the others behind, wandering more into the garden. Fawkes cawed softly and I stroked his head. "Yeah, that was stressful, wasn't it?"

I watched something flying towards me in the distance. An owl?

It was a smoky, midnight black coloured owl with large orange eyes. It had a small box in its talons and flew off immediately after I took the small box from him.

It really wasn't big and I wondered what was inside of it. I opened it up and pulled out the Elizabeth Magnolia flower inside. It's white-yellow petals were soft and waxy, the inside was a soft red. In the very middle of the flower- the pistil- was the smallest black heart, burned by a wand.

I smiled, closing my eyes, putting the flower against my heart.

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so i recently spoke to this guy from my school on insta. it had been a while we haven't seen eo but recently, we had been crossing our paths for the past two tests we had and bc im friends w her sister, we spoke to each other too. now after texting the night before, we texted the next morning too for a while. the night we texted, we spent 3 hrs talking abt various things including his past relas, my past situationships, we even flirted in the middle saying that it was j a practice flirting session for me etcetc {in the midst of the convo, i j called him a bbg to which he asked me to be his mommy and i jokingly agreed to which he replied again saying "SO BREASTFEED ME"- which he later deleted saying it was too much but okay💀💀idrk how he actually is. either a freesoul jokester or not but he even sent me a text saying "then j marry me" when i told him that him being a better person wont benefit me rather his wife & kids would enjoy the benefit.} and in flow i even told him how my friends saw him as "my crush" bc i had used his name a multiple times to save myself from an embarassment infront of my friends involving my past situationship. he replied saying that i owe him my life lol. moreover bc of sum instance, he had been thinking that i liked him which i cleared out the night we spoke. [🤡the instance🤡: i had initiated a convo w her sis bc we were from the same state so the next time i saw him alone w/o his sis i j went and asked for his insta id AND I SWEAR IT WASNT BC OF ANYTHING BUT PURELY CURIOSITY & BC OF MY EXTROVERTED ASS FR. thats when we saw we had moots. so he actually reached out to a moot of ours and asked her what sort of a person i am by sending the text "how is she" to the kid. now the kid told him that im nice and etcetc to which he responded saying that he asked her not bc he was interested in me but bc he felt i was interested in him. like woowww???] now im not really sure he was convinced bc in bw our convos he kept saying things like "if you want me j say so" etcetc. now THE MAIN THING, the next morning we spoke he said in bw our convo that 'HE USUALLY ISN'T SELF CENTERED BUT HE BECOMES ONE WHEN HE TALKS TO ME' which really made me wonder if its bc he has the pride over his delusion that i prolly like him or bc of sum other reason i cant think of. he did say that i shouldnt take this as an appreciation nor as a disrespect when he said he j likes to be self centred around me. if y'all actually think that it's possible that it's bc of sum other reason then please enlighten me. & if any doubts then please leave the question below BUT PLEASE DO HELP ME FRRR OML

thank you !!

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waitingformyfavoritesongs · 1 year

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8 Jan u ary 2023 1:51 am pdt part 2

With all my experiences with injuries and trauma and being burned I wonder if I was ever capable of getting pregnant 🤰. Incubus did a lot of malicious things to me. I find it hard to believe anything anymore. 1:53 am pdt

2:11 am pdt incubus is human like the rest of us (sorta). People break promises all the time. 2:12 am pdt

3:52 am pdt this last year and probably since 2017, incubus has been taking/extracting breast tissue from me. I wonder if he’s been giving it to other women??? I knew someone in college who had breasts so big she had to special orders bras from Japan. Then she said it was too (pain nose 👃😖😭😤🥵😤🥵😤) much for her back so she was planning to do breast reduction surgery. She was originally into guys, but many of them disrespected her and touched her breasts without permission so she started dating women. Gee, I guess guys are really bad to turn women off like that. In some countries they don’t hug casually. Even when boyfriend girlfriend??? 3:57 am pdt I hope 🤞 I’m not being gas ⛽️ lit 🔥 on that. Hugging seems like flirting. Especially when guys have muscular pectorals and they probably do it to feel other women’s breasts. 3:59 am pdt if you want to cross a line all you gotta do is hug 🤗. 4am pdt

4:02 am pdt 4:03 Japan 🇯🇵 comes up in one website. It says hugging is more romantic and private in Japan 🇯🇵. If you still want to hug 🤗 that’s up to you, and where you want to draw the line. If you have trouble with putting your foot 🦶 down and telling someone @no” it’s best to not be alone with someone you don’t know and who doesn’t respect you when you say “no.” I watched bachelorette/bachelor many years ago. It was my way of living vicariously. Genre of movie 🍿 I preferred to watch are romantic comedies, probably aka “chick flicks.” 4:07 am pdt (😤🥵😳🥵😤🥵😤🥵😤😭😫😩😤🥵 back hot 🥵 side hot 🥵 wheezy feel) 4:08 am pdt. 4:09 am pdt they told me that I am not going to win, and I believe them. 4:10 am pdt

5:22 am pdt vag acid burning 🔥 pain 😖😫😭😤🥵😤🥵😤 been doing a lot of that today to me probably 5 times this morning.

why would he want to name the baby 👶 after Sumner? 😱😭😤🥵😤🥵😤😖😭😖😭😖😭🤬🥺 5:24 am pdt

5:41 am pdt pdt he doesn’t like me. Wait music video, Asian young woman 👩🏻 in 🛀 bathtub (heart pain ♥️ They set me up 🆙 4 pain) he pushed her away. 5:44 am pdt

5:57 am pdt I met a girl 👧 a when we were both 4th grade, she was Asian probably Vietnamese but she and her younger brother both naturally have greenish eyes 👀 and blonde 👱‍♀️ hair. Her last name did not sound Vietnamese so I was surprised when someone told me she was Vietnamese. Her mom had blonde 👱‍♀️ hair that was small ringlets (stomach gurgling accidentally typed bit a sentence Ago - probably more unneutralized acid destroying my gut) 😤🥵😤🥵😤🥵😤 . She got married last time I looked her up 🆙 on MySpace. Chest pain 😖. 😖😭😖😭😖😭 bone 🦴 pain. Her name was Valerie Savage. Jonny Depp Sauvage cologne? Sounds like: saw 🪚 vag- which they did do to me. 6:06 am pdt. If I prayed for something and you came through for me once before why would you not help me out again acid vag pain instead of putting me through that when you already had me punched in the head and rammed my head into steel bars of futon bunk beds and gave me irritated bowel syndrome since I was a kid, maybe 🤔 even a baby 🍼 and chronic eczema and infections and full time college for 6 years and hang overs prior to that? That’s NOT a fair test! 6:10 am pdt messed up 🆙 6:10 am pdt

6:13 am pdt and it all hurt a lot and remembered having headaches for days. The most harsh PAIN ever in my head after I hit it each time. I f you’re new read all the previous posts please. 6:14 am pdt

if this is what it means to be Adam’s wife: chavah/Jesus then I don’t want him. 😑😖😭😤🥵😤🥵😤😖😫😭🤕 6:16 am pdt incubus husband 6:16 am pdt

6:49 am pdt maybe 🤔 I am not as strong 💪 or smart as a lot of people and it’s taken me a long time to get smarter and strong 💪 when I was strong 💪. But I have worked hard even with disadvantages: economic and health. I was probably like a dumb jock at some point. It’s taken all my life until last year to really notice a lot of things even though it was in my face my whole life and I followed their logic and their rules without question 🙋🏻‍♀️ until last year. 6:53 am pdt

I tried basic apparel construction 🚧 with industrial 🏭 super fast 💨 sewing machines, mathematics 🧮 up until pre calc. trig in high school 🏫, biology, English up to English 1c, printmaking and had to polish and bevel zinc plates even though I had anxiety about it, I have refilled 📚 book shelves and cleaned 🧽 a bathroom 🚽 at work the bookstore that looked like it wasn’t cleaned for a year when I worked as a temporary employee- it was covered in diarrhea. I’ve worked late nights in school 🏫 assignments even with my chronic eczema flairing up when I did printmaking. I had chronic eczema since I was 7/8 years old. My mom said I had baby eczema although I’m not sure if she was talking about before 8 years old. I did have a small rash on my face when I was 4/5 years old. Peeing in pants now while coughing. 7:02 am pdt I dropped chemistry 🧪 early senior year of high school 🏫. I felt burned out from summer school 🏫 catching up on biology, which my grades dropped bcz I was paying to much attention to Nick and Brendan New York Long Island 🏝 guy. I was easily burning 🔥 out bcz I had hit my head a lot before that and all my arms and legs 🦵 were inflamed swollen itchy and painful that it became too uncomfortable to wear pants 👖- unbearable and I had to finish summer school 🏫 that way from probably beginning July. The ironic thing is it seemed to have been triggered by something that I didn’t figure out until years later and had to suffer through it again in ≈ 2004. I joined for 3 seasons consecutively the last 2 years of high school 🏫 running 🏃🏻‍♀️ 2+ miles events even when I got shin splints. Running 🏃🏻‍♀️ is HARD. Some people push themselves so much that they throw up 🤮. Coaches will push you to the limits and pass that. Fart leks? They never spelled it out for me but that’s what they sounded like, those were hell to me. We lifted weights some days, sometimes in the pool 🏊‍♀️ after a hard day to keep going and sometimes we got a special day off of we were sore from head to toe painfully. 7:14 am pdt if you don’t appreciate me, you don’t deserve better. 7:14 am pdt

7:16 am pdt before 2017 I cooked 👩‍🍳 baked did laundry 🧺 and folded vacuumed washed dishes even when it was hot 🥵 without air conditioner. I took out the trash 🗑 and tried to separate recycling. I helped with carrying groceries and paid for groceries. I paid bills 💸. I did data entry, practiced touch typing 💬 10 key files scanned photocopied moved boxes 📦 for home 🏠 and once for my boss. I regularly ate lunch 🥗 with tax collectors? People who prepare taxes. At college I ate lunch and dinner with a guy named Zach from my dorm... I push myself to do things and work even with my hands oozing body fluid from being cracked open and missing patches of skin. My mom used to want me to scrub the tub 🛀 but bcz of my eczema she had my sister do it after I did it a few times. There was a summer my nose 👃 bleeded blood 🩸 everyday. 7:24 am pdt 7:26 am pdt I am also a woman 👩🏻 so I bled every month for my period. This last year it was almost non stop 🛑. There was something else I was going to put now I forget. 7:28 am pdt 7:29 am pdt I also rearranged furniture 🪑 from time to time and assembled ikea furniture (I bought. 3 furnitures (clarification 8:23 am pdt)) 🪑 the kitchen cart 🛒 was the TOUGHEST one ☝️ and I got my period the next day and I was sore all over and it hurt to breathe, that was probably December 2014. 7:31 am pdt i didn’t know Jesus ate with a guy named Zach aria? Or with a tax collector until I started reading more Bible stuff in the last 5 years. 7:33 am pdt I graduated college 2009 but my diploma says 2011 bcz I did a stupid thing signing up 🆙 for a class I couldn’t afford so they held my degree 📜 hostage even though I dropped that class and everything else that fulfilled the degree 📜 was already paid for. They even did a weird form thing that they were able to directly get any tax refunds I had I think it was, until I paid it off. 7:36 am pdt

7:56 am pdt I wish I was never born.

8:01 am pdt I bet incubus tells all the girls they are chavah. Chavah aka. Jesus. 8:02 am pdt

8:07 am pdt bet they are going to do something so bad to me no one will know what they did to me. 😞😖😭🥵😤🤯😱😖😭 I don’t trust them. I wish someone could save me from incubuses Adam and Scott. 8:10 am pdt I hope they didn’t change their faces. 😰

8:10 am pdt I think I know what they’re up 🆙 to and I’m scared 😱. They’ve been giving me a lot of diarrhea so I think I’m shit less now probably. Gavalyte is awful, too. 8:13 am pdt hard to swallow and keep down. 8:13 am pdt 8:24 am pdt ⬆️ 8:26 am pdt incubuses try to save their own faces which is why they are willing to lie about loving someone. We see it over and over again with songs about Jane and now. They have intentions to kill me. They need slavery so they need to lie and save face Bcz they only want to save a specific number of slaves. 8:28 am pdt 8:29 am pdt that’s why they use desolation and make everything happen last minute when I’m almost bedridden. The whole cycle will probably start up again eventually. 8:30 am pdt they don’t have good intentions. They’ve already admitted a lot of stuff such as detachment, not being monogamous, killing babies and children and young adult men. There are a lot of flaws with judiciary 👩🏻‍⚖️ system? Stomach gurgling probably more destructive diarrhea. How can we trust a god when nothing was working to begin with? A lot of stuff keep rolling backwards since 2017. 8:35 am pdt blindly putting your trust in someone who will kill you if you try to think of something is right or wrong doesn’t sound like a good person, bcz I’m in desolation so who is he proving to that I’m falling apart to believe? No checks and balances. 8:37 am pdt

What I’m trying to say is why am I in desolation and who is it he is appeasing here to destroy me vag acid pain 8:38 am pdt

9:46 am pdt a lot of guys like to have sex with out major proposals. That’s why there’s prostitution and strip clubs and porn. Yet we get the punishment as women in every way. 9:47 am pdt 9:51 am pdt it seems that only submissive women are liked by gods.???? 9:51 am pdt

9:59 am pdt when I was 5th grade? I planted trees 🌲 to earn money 💰 from the city 🌃 to go to science camp 🏕 bcz we could not afford it otherwise. I met Barbara boxer and Diane Feinstein that way. I still don’t know much about them bcz I often was busy and didn’t get into politics... 10:01 am pdt they seemed nice 👍 though. 10:01 am pdt

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MERCENARIES

Summary : after many years, you finally come to terms with marcs death, only to find find a familiar face on the streets

Pairings : Marc Spector x mercenary!Reader , mentions of Steven and Khonshu

A.N + Warnings : something i wrote because i love the idea of marc and a mercenary reader. I wrote this fic with as much knowledge of DID i gathered from the show and few websites. Please lmk if i write something wrong. I will remove/change it asap. I dont mean to disrespect anyone.

Divider by @firefly-graphics <33 + gifs not mine

You refused to believe that it was him standing in front of you, after all these years. Marc Spector, your partner, one of the best mercenaries you had the privilege to work with (and coincidentally the man you had a crush on) had died years ago. At least that's what you had heard and believed until now. You were broken hearted when you heard the news and went AWOL for moths. Seeing him standing in front of you made you certain that you had finally lost it.

You remembered that day clearly. You were at the small apartment you called home, calling every possible contact in your phone to get a hold of Marc. You knew he had a mission in Egypt but that was 3 months ago. Most missions only took a few weeks because no one could let their identity slip up. You fiddled with the Rubik's cube Marc bought for you when you finally landed a hold of his boss who informed you that Marc Spector had died in the sands of Egypt. The phone slipped from your hand as you tried to control the sobs that left you. You never had actually thought of the possibility of Marc dying. He was always vigilant and alert. The news of his death shattered you.

And yet, here he was, in the flesh, in front of you. You noticed that he grew out his hair and that it matched his perfectly sculpted face. You were sure you were dreaming until you heard him call out your name. All at once you felt yourself transported to the late nights the two of you would spend under the moonlight, drinking and laughing without a care in the world. You had tried to confess to him many a times but always stopped yourself, fearing he didn't like you in the same way. You snapped back to reality when you felt a warm hand touch your shoulder. You jerked away from him, anger seeping through every cell in your body. You pushed him away, causing a few of the people in the street to look at you.

"Y/N!" Marc called out. You ignored him and the tears in your eyes as you continued to walk away from him. He walked behind you, hurt by your reactions, still calling out your name.

He grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you into an alleyway and you almost kicked him in the face. "What is it, Spector." Your voice was laced with anger and venom. You never called him by his last name. You only did it to people you absolutely despised.

"Please. I need your help."

You simply scoffed at him and rolled your eyes. You couldn't help it. He was alive. You knew the rational reaction should've been happiness that he was in front of you. But all you could feel was hatred, hurt and betrayal. The fact that he was alive for all these years and only thought of reaching out for you, the one who helped him get up on his feet after he was discharged from the Army, when he needed some help.

"Why should I help you?" Marc looked around nervously, as if something would attack him any moment. He pulled you deeper into the alleyway and explained everything that happened after the mission in Cairo. Khonshu, the Moon Knight, Harrow, Layla and his mothers death. The mention of his wife was like a blow to your guts. Your eyes watered but you turned away, determined to not let him know just how much you were hurting.

"Khonshu has been making me do his bidding, Y/N. And now my life is bleeding in with Stevens." You knew about the medical condition Marc had. You had never actually met Steven but Marc opened up to you about himself on one night.

You sighed, still livid at the man. He had already broken your heart once. You weren't sure if you could go through the memories of him all over again. But one look at the man in front of you, you realized he was just as broken as you were, eyes heavy and glossed over, you knew you'd do everything to help him.

"What exactly do you want me to do, Marc?" He perked up a little bit when he heard his name roll out of your mouth. Oh he could kiss you for eternity. But he stopped himself, instead opting to hug you tightly. You melted into his touch and breathed in his scent. You felt safe around him, a feeling he reciprocated. He pulled back lightly.

"I need you to keep an eye out on Steven, Y/N. He works in a gift shop in a museum. Recently, I switched in the middle of a fight and he was scared shitless. I don't want him to know about Khonshu and Moon Knight. He already thinks hes going crazy and I don't want him to hurt himself. Please."

You slowly nodded your head agreeing to help the man you loved, blissfully unaware that in the course of the next few weeks, he'd manage to make you fall in love with him all over again.

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