#please don’t harass me if I don’t choose to do your request for free
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Do you took requests?
Actually I will occasionally. It has to be something that I want to draw or are inspired by.
I also take commissions if it’s something I would be willing to draw but wouldn’t do just to make me happy.
I am however having surgery in 3 days to remove a kidney tumor, so I won’t probably do much of anything for a week or two.
#art requests#art commisions#please don’t harass me if I don’t choose to do your request for free#future cancer survivor
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Another One Bites The Dust - Eddie Munson & Steve Harrington
A/N: sorry it was a day later, but I was able to complete this and I’m quite happy of how it turned out! also, I need more Argyle in my stories xD he’s just such a wholesome character! :D hope you loves like this!
Request - hobisfavoritespritecan asked: Hello!! I saw your Steddie X Reader post and I was thrilled to see that we couldn't possibly choose between the two so we settled for both 😈 Anyways, I was wondering if maybe you could write something along the lines of the reader and her boys at a party? And then some guy tries to flirt with her and he's really pushy so he says "What are you going to do about it, call your boyfriend?" And then the reader is like "Actually I have two." AND THEN THEY BEAT HIS ASS?!Thank you I hope you're having a lovely day 💛🦐
Warning: polyamorous!relationship (SteddiexReader); Andy being an asshole and harassing the reader; there’s a party so there’s drinking involved and Eddie’s a little high; Steve beating the shit out of Andy (and winning a fight!)
Disclaimer: I don’t own Stranger Things :) gifs aren’t mine :D
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Another One Bites The Dust
But I'm ready, yes I'm ready for you
I'm standing on my own two feet
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
Repeating to the sound of the beat
Another one bites the dust
"Hey, there's my favorite Hawkins girl, man!" you heard a familiar voice behind you and you turned around with a big smile on your face.
"There's my favorite California man, man!" you ran, throwing your arms around Argyle and he wrapped his arms around your waist, lifting you a little. He honestly gave the best hugs. Not that you would ever admit that to any of your boyfriends. "I didn't know you were coming!"
"Of course, I was coming, man. It's Jonathan's birthday!" he smiled. "Shit, man. Wheeler really outdid herself" he said, looking around.
"Right?" you laughed, looking at all the people around. "Steve and Eddie are gonna freak when they see you" you told him.
"Where are they, man? I was looking for them, thought they'd be with you" he said.
"They're outside. I think Eddie's handling business" you smirked. "And Steve always gets dragged into some drinking game or actual game so... I set them free for the night" you winked at him.
"That's my man!" he said, high-fiving you. "I'm gonna go say hey, but I'll come back and talk to you, okay?"
"Okay" you smiled. "Hey, if you see one of the kids with a beer, tell them I'm watching them!" you said and he just nodded back to you. "Hey, Robin-"
"I did a stupid thing!" she said, running towards you.
"What did you do?"
"I told Nancy we would sing in the karaoke thing-"
"You did what?" you widened your eyes at her. "I don't want to sing!"
"I don't want to either but she was really insisting, you know how she gets and she was looking at me with those huge eyes that she makes a-and Vickie was nearby and she thought it would be cool if we sang so-"
"Oh, so we're singing to impress Vickie, are we?" you smirked.
"Please, as my designated best friend-"
"I thought Steve was your best friend-"
"Well, you're his girlfriend so, that makes you my best friend too, so please?" she begged.
"Fine, but if we're doing this, I need to be a lot more wasted than I am right now" you chuckled and she laughed, pulling you over to the table full of drinks.
"Well, shit, this must be my lucky night" you heard a very unpleasant, and unfortunately familiar voice when you arrived. You looked up to find Andy standing there with some of his friends.
"I would assume so since I honestly doubt Nancy invited you" you glared at him with Robin.
"Oh, don't be like that, babe. Wheeler said it was an open house" he smirked.
"Don't call me babe" you glared at him.
"Come on, relax, babe. It's a party" he said, getting closer to you but you walked backwards, pulling Robin with you. "Here" he said, offering you the drink in his hand.
"I would honestly rather die of dehydration than drink anything you give me" you glared at him.
"Why must you always be so hostile with me, babe? I'm just trying to be nice" he said, taking a sip of the drink. "See you around" he said, winking at you and walking away.
"Fuck, I hate him" you muttered as you started making your drink and Robin's.
"He's a fucking asshole" Robin added. "Have you... told Steve about him? Or Eddie?"
"Not really" you said, handing her one of the drinks. "I mean, Andy is all talk, and I don't want them getting into any fights for me" you told her. "Eddie's graduating this year, so I have to make sure he avoids things like fighting" you explained. "And Steve..."
"Can't fight for shit" Robin chuckled, finishing for you.
"Yeah, thanks for not making me say it" you laughed.
"But, I mean, he knows about you and Steve and Eddie, right?"
"Yeah, I have told him a million times, but it just... doesn't stick" you said, frustrated. "I always tell him that I'm in a relationship but I honestly think he doesn't care. And he keeps on thinking it's only one" you told her. "But look, I can handle Andy, like I said, he's all talk" you said, rolling your eyes. "Now, to the matter at hand" you said, raising your glass. "If you want me singing with you... let's get wasted!"
"Cheers" Robin smiled, clinking her glass with you.
Several drinks later, you were feeling a little relaxed and thinking you could sing with Robin, who couldn't really stop laughing at the moment.
"Hey, do you think Argyle will sing with us?" she asked between laughs.
"Oh my God! We should totally get Argyle to sing with us!" you said as if it was the best idea you had ever heard in your life. "I'm gonna go look for him!"
"Alright, but hurry up because Nancy said we're up next" Robin shouted your way as you ran outside.
You stumbled through the Wheeler's living room to make your way outside and realized you might be a bit drunker than you initially intended to be. But it was fine, Eddie and Steve were here. And Nancy said you could spend the night if you needed to. You missed a step in the living room and felt a hand grabbing your arm, rather roughly.
"Watch your step, babe" Andy smirked, gripping your arm, tightly.
"Don't fucking touch me!" you said, getting out of his grip.
"That's the thank you that I get for helping?"
"Stay away from me, Andy" you glared at him. "I mean it" you said, walking away from him as quickly as you could and making your way outside. You were still looking back to make sure Andy wouldn't follow you. He only smirked and winked at you until you bumped into someone.
"Hey, princess" you felt relieved when you heard that voice and you turned around to see Eddie smiling at you. "You okay?" he asked, looking at the frown on your face.
"Eds" you smiled, throwing your arms around you. "Hi" you said, giving him a peck on the lips.
"Are you drunk?" he smirked.
"Are you high?" you asked, with the same smirk.
"Fair question" he said, giving you another kiss. "Don't tell Steve" the two of you said at the same time and laughed.
"What's up, man?" you heard Argyle's voice next to you.
"Argyle! Just the man I was looking for!" you said, pulling away from Eddie.
"Excuse me?" Eddie asked, sounding hurt. "What's that supposed to mean?" he pouted.
"It means, Robin is forcing me to sing karaoke with her, which is why I'm drunk, and we are recruiting Argyle to sing with us" you smiled at him. "Because I know you wouldn't want to sing our songs" you told him. "And Steve wouldn't want to either" you finished.
"I love how smart you are, princess" he said, pulling you closer and kissing your head.
"So, what do you say?"
"Alright, man! Right on!" Argyle said, excitedly as the three of you walked back into the living room.
"Guys! We're up!" Robin said, waving you two over.
"Good luck, princess" Eddie said, kissing your cheek. "Hey, Steve! You gotta see this!"
You would probably never admit it, but you were having more fun than you thought you would singing and dancing around with Robin and Argyle. Maybe it was the alcohol. Of course, it was the alcohol. And the fact that Steve and Eddie kept smiling adorably at you as you danced and laughed. You three were probably the most uncoordinated trio to ever exist, but you definitely made up by the energy and the passion you were bringing to the song.
A gathering of angels
Appeared above my head
They sang to me this song of hope
And this is what they said, they said
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me, lads
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me
"That was more fun than I thought it would be" Robin laughed as you three finished the song and the people around you cheered, including your lovely boyfriends.
"That was fucking awesome, my dudes!" Argyle said, hugging you two at his sides.
"It really was" you laughed. "But I'm parched, I'm gonna go get some water" you told them. "You guys want anything?"
"Nah, I'm cool. I’m gonna go get some pizza! Later, ladies" Argyle said, before walking over to Jonathan and Nancy.
"I'm actually gonna go talk to Vickie" Robin said, excitedly as Vickie smiled at her from the other side of the living room.
"Go Robs, what are you still doing here?" you said, pushing her away and smiling when she reached Vickie. You then started to make your way to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
"Well that was quite a fucking show, babe" you heard that fucking voice behind you. You slowly turned around and, of course, stupid Andy was standing there with his stupid smirk. "You looked really sexy-"
"What the fuck do you want, Andy?" you asked, rolling your eyes. It was really getting tiresome. He was never really this insistent. Usually, it would be like a stupid comment a day while he passed you in the hall at school.
"Ouch, why do you always have to be so mean to me?" he asked, pretending to be hurt. "I'm trying to pay you a compliment here-"
"Well, I don't really want it" you said, trying to walk past him but he blocked your way.
"Come on, babe" he said, trying to reach out to your face but you slapped his hand away.
"I told you to not fucking touch me!" you said, walking backwards.
"Come on, babe. How long are you still going to pretend you don't want me?" he smirked.
"I'm not pretending!" you complained. "I'm going to tell you this one last time so you get it through your thick skull. I am not interested. Now, leave me the fuck alone, or I swear, you're gonna regret it" you said, trying to walk past him again, but he pulled you back by your wrist, harshly. "What the fuck-?"
"Look, I've been trying to be nice here, babe, but I'm really starting to lose my patience" he said as you tried to remove your wrist from his tight grip, but you failed.
"Let go of me" you said between clenched teeth. "NOW!"
"What are you going to do about it, call your boyfriend?" he laughed, saying the last word in a mocking tone. "You know, you keep saying that but I haven't even seen anyone with you tonight, are you just making it up? Do you really have a boyfriend?"
"Well, actually..." you smirked, feeling relieved when you saw two very familiar figures standing behind Andy. "I have two."
"Two?" Andy laughed, still not letting go of your wrist. You saw Steve and Eddie share a look between them and you knew what they were planning. "Come on, babe. Either that's the most pathetic excuse you've tried on me, or you are the biggest slut in our school-"
"What the fuck did you just say?" Eddie asked, stepping closer to him with Steve.
Andy's smirk instantly dropped as he turned around to face your boyfriends.
"Munson, Harrington" he said, glaring at them. "Why don't you walk away, this doesn't really concern you" he insisted. How stupid can this guy really be?
"It does when you still have your fucking hands on our girlfriend and she's told you to let go" Steve said in a quiet, furious tone.
"Your what-?" he asked, looking back at you. "Oh shit! This is fucking priceless! The freak Munson and Has Been Harrington are your boyfriends?" he laughed.
"Mhm" you smiled proudly. "And they told you to let go of me" you repeated, pulling away from him and succeeding this time and quickly making your way to your boyfriends, who placed you behind them.
"This asshole bothering you, princess?" Eddie asked you.
"Yes" you pouted, dramatically. "He's been bothering me for weeks, but he doesn't seem to take no for an answer" you told them.
You were getting sick of Andy. And, as much as he had bothered you before, he had never touched you until today. So that made you feel absolutely uncomfortable. If he wasn't going to listen to you, you were sure he would listen to Steve and Eddie.
"Is that so?" Steve said, glaring at Andy.
"That's not true-!" he glared at you, trying to walk in your direction, but Steve and Eddie blocked his way from you.
"So you're calling her a liar?" Steve asked, pushing him back.
"Our girl doesn't lie, man" Eddie said, glaring at him. Andy chuckled, trying to seem unfazed by the whole thing but you could tell he was feeling a little intimidated.
"I'm telling you, freak. She was enjoying it" he said, making Steve and Eddie clench their fist. You could actually feel them trembling in anger. "Not my fault she's not satisfied even having two of you the sl-"
Eddie threw his arm back and punched Andy hard in the face, making him stumble backwards. As soon as he was going to come back and attack Eddie, Steve got in the middle, throwing several punches himself, making Andy fall to the floor. He then launched himself onto Andy and kept on punching him.
"Talk shit about my girlfriend and boyfriend again! I fucking dare you!" you heard him say between punches. The truth was, you had never seen Steve like this, and neither you nor Eddie seemed to be able to move to stop him.
"Holy shit" you two muttered at the same time. "Are you as turned on as I am, princess?" Eddie whispered to you.
"Yes" was the only thing you could reply.
"STEVE!" you turned around to see Nancy at the entrance of the kitchen with Jonathan, Argyle, Robin, and pretty much everyone else in the entire party. "Eddie, do something!" she yelled, walking next to the two of you.
"Are you shitting me, Wheeler? My guy's actually winning!" Eddie chuckled.
"Guys! This isn't funny!" she told you, looking worried that Steve might get hurt, but it seemed like he was doing fine for himself.
"Yeah, alright, break it up, love" you told Eddie, who pouted a little at you. "Eddie, he's bleeding!" you said, referring to Andy. Although he was kind of bleeding since Eddie punched him on the nose with all of his rings.
"Fine" he sighed, rolling his eyes, and walked over to Steve. "Alright, that's enough, big boy, come on" he said, pulling him off Andy.
"No!" Steve said, landing on a final kick on Andy's stomach. "He doesn't get to fucking talk about you two like that-"
"I know, love. But you're done" Eddie smiled sweetly, giving Steve a peck on the lips and pulling him away. Meanwhile, you saw some of Andy's friends taking him away as Nancy yelled at them that they weren't even supposed to be there so they needed to get out of her house so Jonathan and Argyle made sure to kick them out. "You did good, King Steve" Eddie smirked, pulling him to the fridge where you waited for them with an icepack.
"Hi, handsome" you said, placing the icepack on his bruised hands and kissing his cheek.
"Dude!" Dustin said, excitedly as he stood there with Mike, Will, and Lucas. "You did it!" he smiled and Steve smirked back at him. "You won a fight!"
"That was fucking insane!" Lucas said, just as excited.
"Alright, people" Robin said. "Nothing to see here. Show's over!" she said, ushering everyone out of the kitchen leaving you three alone.
"C'mere, love" you said, hopping on the counter and pulling Steve closer, kissing his forehead. You then placed the icepack on his left cheek where a bruise was forming from the few punches Andy managed to give back. "You okay?"
"I am" he smiled, pulling Eddie closer. "Sorry, I just lost it-"
"Don't apologize, Harrington! That was fucking hot" Eddie said, kissing his cheek and Steve smiled a bit proudly.
"Why hadn't you told us about Andy?" he asked, looking at you and you sighed, putting the icepack down.
"Because it was nothing-"
"Princess, this isn't nothing" Eddie said, gently grabbing your hand where you could see a bruise forming on your wrist.
"He had never done that before" you insisted. "He only said stupid things-"
"Still" Steve said, holding your other hand. "You should have told us" he frowned.
"I know. I'm sorry" you sighed. "I just... didn't want Eddie to fight him because you have to graduate this year" you said, making him laugh a little. "And... well-"
"I can't fight for shit" Steve rolled his eyes.
"Well, you couldn't! How was I supposed to know you got better at it? When did that happen?"
"You know, you two could give me a little credit. I just won a fucking fight for you" he pouted and Eddie hugged him closer, kissing him.
"Hey! What about me?" you asked, looking at them with puppy eyes and you gave each one a kiss. "Thanks" you smiled, happily. "Sorry I didn't tell you about Andy before, I really didn't want you guys to worry. And he honestly had never done something like this before. He only said stupid things while walking down the hall" you told them. "And I did tell him many times that I had two boyfriends, I swear-"
"We know, love" Eddie said, softly. "We trust you. It's not your fault he's an enormous asshole who wouldn't take no for an answer" he assured you.
"Still" Steve said, stroking your thigh with his firm hand. "Maybe we need to go home and remind you that you are taken" he said, with a look you knew too well.
"No" you simply said, making him frown. "We're going to go home and Eddie and I are going to thank you for being our brave knight in shining armor" you smirked back at him.
"I'm down with any of those plans" Eddie smiled, happily, giving each of you a kiss.
"Let's get out of here then" Steve said, helping you down the counter. They started walking out of the kitchen but you stood in your place, pulling them back. "What?"
"I love you" you told them, giving each a kiss on the cheek.
"Me too" Eddie said, wrapping his arm around you.
"Me three" Steve said, kissing your temple and hugging you both closer.
The End
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Song: Come Sail Away - Styx
A/N hope you liked it :D let me know what you think! :)
#stranger things#stranger things imagine#eddie munson#steve harrington#steddie#eddie munson imagine#steve harrington imagine#steddie imagine#eddie munson x reader#steve harrington x reader#steddie x reader#eddie munson oneshot#steve harrington oneshot#steddie oneshot#eddie munson x steve harrington#steve harrington x eddie munson#eddie munson x steve harrington x reader#steve harrington x eddie munson x reader#eddie munson x reader x steve harrington#steve harrington x reader x eddie munson
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ART CONTEST!!! - Frieza and Frost’s Fashion Show!!
So, I’m very much burnt out from writing (at least from my big stories, I’ll probably still drop occasional oneshots) and am taking a small hiatus. But turns hiatus can be a bit boring. So how am I gonna change that?
By hosting a random art contest for fun!!
I thought this might be a fun little thing to drop. No idea how many participants they’ll actually be, but we’ll see 😁😁.
So, here’s how it’ll work. The theme will be my two fav bois, Frieza and Frost. Specifically, with the two of them wearing cute outfits that you guys come up with! There will be a time limit of one week (meaning March 26th, 2024 is the due date). And when that day comes, I’ll share everyone’s drawings in giant post - make it a little “fashion show” for everyone to see! And then the next day, I’ll set up votes so YOU guys can vote on the winner!
I’m gonna have votes set up for different categories too, such as “cutest outfits” or “most unique outfits” that people can also vote on. But the main winner at the end will get to request a drawing from me - on any character, fandom, or ship they want!
There are gonna be a few rules, but really it’s more like a guideline on the contest:
You don’t have to draw ship art of Frieza and Frost together - just a simple piece with these two wearing an outfit of your choice will suffice, or even two separate pics of each individual character will work (that said, ship art is welcome too).
They don’t have to wear matching outfits, have them wear whatever you come up with.
You are not limited just because both characters are male - you can dress them up in either male or female outfits, but they both only require ONE outfit each.
If you want to dress them up in outfits from a crossover show (for example, dress Frieza up as Alastor from Hazbin Hotel, etc) you can absolutely do that.
You can have Frieza and Frost be in any form you want - obviously most people recognize their final forms, but I’d be delighted to see them in their first forms, or Frieza in Golden Form.
Art can be digital or on paper, you’re free to choose.
You don’t have to follow me to participate - everyone is welcome!
Okay, now for the ACTUAL rules: please keep your outfits and drawings PG-13. I don’t know how many minors actually follow me, or look at my content, but I wanna make this available to everyone.
Leave some sort of signature on your art. I know most artists do anyway, but I don’t want anyone’s art to get stolen.
No AI art. I shouldn’t have to explain why.
And finally, please show good sportsmanship. No matter what category someone wins, or who wins the contest at the end, the point of this is just to have fun and show the creativity of many artists! If I catch word any any artists harassing me or other artists for any reason related to the contest, your art will immediately be disqualified. No if, ands, or buts. Be respectful.
Okay, I think that covers everything, but if I need to, I’ll update this later. Like I said, you have one week to submit your art. You can either DM it to me in my private messaging, or send it in my inbox - just don’t do it anonymously, otherwise giving proper credit to your art will be much more difficult. In any case, good luck, and I can’t wait to see your guy’s art!
@anonymous-harpy @bluberryboom @justme068 @purrfectcellz @gojiberry-bbq @airplaneear2 @amiz06-certified-b1mb0
(These are just great artists I’m tagging to see if they’re interested 😊)
#dragon ball series#frieza#frostdbs#friezaxfrost#art contest#lets all have fun!!#And I’m admittedly nervous how this’ll go lol#artists on tumblr#icejin
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Hey I have a question.
Why are you mad that people are starting to become a little mad that your only writing for one person if your a hunter x hunter writer then I believe you should write for more than one person and don’t get upset when people start asking for character that they like and yes I know you write them for yourself but I do think if your growing an audience you should at least see what other people might wanna see too and you don’t have to do it of course it’s up to you I just think that you can’t be mad at people for asking.
(I’m not trying to come off as mean or rude) Sorry for asking
I get mad when people DEMAND I write for other characters and complain. I write for free, I don’t have to write for anything I don’t want to. And just imagine people complaining you don’t write for a character you honestly don’t like at the moment. That’s fucking annoying. Fanfiction authors are treated so poorly, when we are giving this content out freely.
I’m going to write what I want, and I honestly don’t owe anyone anything. I’m already nice enough to allow people to send requests, WHEN I DON’T HAVE TO! I could just permanently turn off requests if I wanted to, but I don’t!
It just feels like some people think I owe them. I don’t, you get to read my fanfiction for free. You can follow me or reblog, that’s nice, but that doesn’t mean you’re instantly owed content when you’re already being given free content. I take requests and I write what I want. Like I’ve literally written something with Illumi in it recently even though I said I’m not writing for him because I care about my fans.
I write for hxh, yeah, but just because I do doesn’t mean I have to write for every single character?? And idk if you just don’t realize this, but this is my personal blog where I can write whatever I want. People can CHOOSE to follow me if they want to, I’m not forcing them. I also won’t bend over backwards to please them. Idk why y’all expect fanfiction authors that already give y’all free shit to keep giving and giving.
Like I know not a lot of people write for HXH anymore, but you’re just going to push even more people out of the fandom by begging and being rude. I’ve honestly considered quitting writing on here because of how fucking AWFUL some people have been to me, all over fanfiction. Fanfiction writers are treated terribly, and I’m just about sick of it.
This is pretty much a final warning. Stop begging me for shit. I am already considering leaving because of the death threats and awful messages I’m getting, so the begging does not help.
Thank you, please have some common decency and treat fanfiction authors like they’re people. I write what I want, when I want.
If people harassed an artist saying to draw them free art because they already draw hxh stuff and they have a large audience so they need to draw more, that would be wrong, wouldn’t it? Don’t do the same thing to fanfiction writers.
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Dappervolk PSA
Note: Please do not harass, dox, threaten, or attack the owner and staff of Dappervolk. Not only would you be committing a punishable crime, but also, these are individuals who’re still deserving of basic human decency.
Constructive criticism is beneficial; inflammatory comments are not.
Don’t publicly share this post on Dappervolk unless you want to risk punishment. If anyone inquires about the “PSD sabotage” or “Nazi name,” feel free to privately share this link: https://throwaway-chi.tumblr.com/post/693539038348673024/dappervolk-psa
This PSA is only here to inform people of matters from the site owner’s public past as 1) they’re still relevant to this day, and 2) so that users can make an informed choice regarding their continued support of DV.
Some people may or may not view the following instances as controversial or scandalous. I encourage you to make your own judgment.
(If I’m ever banned, all I have to say is this is democracy manifest. Ta-ta and farewell.)
The PSD Sabotage
Anji—also known as Quislings, Quisling, Quisles, Quis, Syncline, Sync, and Snailio—is the site owner and main artist of Dappervolk.
Considered a big name artist on a petsite called Aywas, Anji sabotaged the PSDs that a user named Ellie was meant to receive in 2014. An apology was never issued.
For context, read:
Aywas Confessions
3ammicrosleeps
Response to Synclines’ Public Statement
Another Response to Synclines
YouTube Comments
Volkconfessions
In 2021, my friends and I reached out to Ellie to get her side of the story. She confirmed this is all true. She never received the original PSDs, so she had to start them over from scratch over the span of 1 to 2 years. As she was badly harassed by Sync’s group, she’s afraid that the newfound attention will send her a fresh, new wave of harassment. Ellie requested that we do not share what she said to us verbatim.
Notes:
Anji was already an adult in her 20s in 2014, and by 2022, she should be in her 30s. This is relevant, as age is often used to excuse certain behaviors.
Since people have asked how this relates to Dappervolk and what should be the resolution: I think it's still acceptable for Anji to apologize and acknowledge what happened in 2014 on her social media, on whatever platform she chooses to use. She committed the PSD sabotage as a paid site artist, so taking accountability is the professional course of action. In 2020, she apologized on her tumblr blog for using a racial slur back in 2012, so in my opinion, there is no time limit for apologies and for acknowledging a past wrongdoing. Even if this has "nothing" to do with Dappervolk because it all happened on Aywas, it's still relevant to her credibility as a professional site artist.
Quisling Name Controversy
Anji publicly went by the pseudonyms Quisling and Quislings for several years.
I can't get over Quis' username being that. It's the name of a literal nazi who sold out Norway during WW2, it's extremely insensitive to see that name used in a positive connotation.
i was looking up dappervolk the other day, and was VERY taken aback by the dev being named quisling everywhere. yes, it is taught in schools over here, and more than that, quisling traitored his country so hard that his name became a synonym for traitor to your country. it’s in the dictionaries. it’s not something i would’ve built a brand around, or at least put a disclaimer about somewhere. it has pretty negative connotations.
In 2012, a family member looked up the dictionary definition of Quisling. (Source)
In 2015, someone informed Anji of her pseudonym’s association with Vidkun Quisling, a Nazi collaborator, which she acknowledged but laughed off. (Source)
In 2020, I brought up the controversial name on DV and suggested changing it. My thread was promptly removed, and I was issued a message from staff. In the message, the head moderator asked me to use the Ticket Desk to file my complaint. But two months after my ticket was left on pending, staff informed me "this user’s onsite name is simply 'Quis’ and it is outside of our jurisdiction to be policing usernames offsite.” (Full Text and Screenshots)
As of this writing, her onsite player name is still Quis (#4867) and she continues to use variations of this name on various platforms. Quisling being shortened to Quis is like Lady Antebellum being shortened to Lady A.
Additional Controversies
1) Anji lists Patricia Highsmith, a historically-known racist and anti-semite, as her favorite author on her DeviantArt page.
Original Ask
Quislings dA Captures (Wayback Machine)
Quisles dA Captures (Wayback Machine)
Wayback Machine Context
Reader Response
2) "Volk” from the site name, Dappervolk, on its own, is pretty innocuous; however, it was often used by Nazis in nationalist slogans and various other avenues such as the car company Volkswagen (which was founded by a Nazi group). It’s mostly that given the origins/associations of the ‘Quisling/Quis’ names gives the use of volk an extra side eye.
Volk (Wikipedia Article)
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And-Claudia’s Rules for Requesting
Please read this post before sending in a request 🖤
Characters I write for:
*Characters marked with a 🔴 Means that I only do head cannons for that character
*if there is nothing beside the character that means that I can do either HCs or one shots for them
Star Wars:
The Mandalorian
Fives
Crosshair
Tech
Hunter 🔴
Wrecker 🔴
Echo (both before and post citadel, please specify) 🔴
Kylo Ren
Poe Dameron
Darth Maul
Obi-Wan 🔴
Anakin 🔴
Harry Potter:
George Weasley
Draco 🔴
Marvel:
Bucky Barnes
Steve Rogers
Druig
Eddie Brock and Venom
Zemo 🔴
Steven Grant
Marc Spector
Streamers:
Corpse Husband
Game of Thrones:
Oberyn
Theon
Jon Snow
Ramsay Bolton
Tyrion Lannister 🔴
Tormund 🔴
The Witcher: (I’ve only seen season one)
Geralt
Jaskier 🔴
Top Gun:
Rooster
Stranger Things:
Hopper
Steve
Jonathan 🔴
Billy
Eddie
Nancy 🔴
Robin 🔴
Poly Relationship pairings I will write:
Venom x Reader x Eddie
Steven x Reader x Marc
Steve x Reader x Eddie
Steve x Reader x Eddie x Billy 🔴
FAQs
What do I take requests for?
-Headcanons
-One shots/imagines
-all will be done in either a 3rd person style if the reader is not included in the story or in x reader style
What I will write:
-fluff
-angst
-general
-female reader
-gender natural reader
What will I NOT write?
-romantic relationships in which it’s character x reader x character, only exceptions are the he ones I have listed under “Poly Relationship Pairings”. I just struggle with these sometimes because the characters don’t mesh well in my writing style so I try to keep it to ones I know I can do well.
-Male reader, I never want to put out anything that is less than my best or that I am unhappy with and knowing that I struggle to write from a males perspective I unfortunately do not accept request for this
-smut, I am very new to writing smut, it is something I am growing on and I really have to be in the right headspace to write it
- heavy topics. A lot of my writing does include heavier topics, that being said I chose to write about them and I was always in the headspace to write them. These topics include things like death of family, sexual violence and harassment, self harm etc. a good rule of thumb is that if you think it may be a heavy topic probably do not request it, but you are always welcome to ask to make sure
- Multiple part requests, I do not take requests for multiple part works. This means that you cannot ask for your request to be multiple parts. However if I choose to I may do a second part to one shots.
What should you do when requesting?
-Please include if you’re wanting a head cannon or a short one shot about it
(A one shot will be written more like a Cohesive storyline, a head cannon will be more like bullet points and my thoughts on the topic chosen)
-Please be descriptive in what you are wanting,
For example:
“Anakin and comforting the reader”
Is very vague and can be difficult to fulfill because I want to make sure I am giving you what you want. So:
“Anakin comforting the reader after she’s had a nightmare about to Jedi trials”
Is much easier to fulfill
-if you are requesting anonymously and you want to help me out a little bit please consider using an emoji to mark your requests. It’ll just help me when writing I can put who it’s for by using your emoji
(I will list the emojis that have been claimed here)
If you have any questions please feel free to dm me either at @and-claudia or on my secondary account @and-claudias-world 🖤🖤
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𝐈. 𝓕𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 — Rules & Requests
I. BEFORE YOU FOLLOW
This blog is mostly for entertainment. I’m just here to post whatever I want to write and want to share.
If you don’t like what I post, feel free to block. Likewise, I’ll block whoever makes me uncomfortable or don’t like.
However, if I ever write something that may be offensive or you want to point out a mistake (e.g. using gendered pronouns when it’s supposed to be gender neutral), please feel free to point it out. I’ll change it as soon as I get back to my account.
I BLOCK ACCOUNTS THAT LOOK LIKE BOTS. That means there’s either no posts or reblogs, or unchanged default avatars and headers.
I take hiatuses (because I’m busy IRL) between my writing, so be prepared for LONG periods of inactivity. I do contact mutuals I’m comfortable with to chat with once in a while.
II. DO NOT INTERACT
If you’re rude to me or my mutuals. However, I’ll block you if you harass anyone, mutual or not.
If you’re racist, disregard a person’s sexuality or gender identity.
Use fanart without permission or proper credit.
III. REQUESTS
If you request something, please keep in mind that it will take me a while to get to it.
This is a multi-fandom blog.
Reader inserts will be written with gender neutral terms, unless stated otherwise. I will mostly be using “you/your” pronouns. For clarification, I can write for fem!readers, but if the request can be made gender neutral, then I’ll do that.
Headcanons may vary in length. Drabbles range from 100-500 words.
3 characters maximum. If you go over the limit, I’ll just choose the first 3 characters.
What I can write for requests: fluff (platonic or romantic); AUs (alternate universe); crossovers; character x character
What I don’t write: smut, incest, abuse, mental illness; character x OC, OC x reader
I will delete any requests that make me uncomfortable.
Fandoms:
Genshin Impact
Mondstadt: Amber, Barbara, Eula, Fischl, Jean, Klee, Noelle
Liyue: Beidou, Hu Tao, Keqing, Ningguang, Xiangling, Xinyan
Inazuma: Arataki Itto
Twisted Wonderland
Heartslabyul: Deuce Spade, Trey Clover
Savanaclaw: Jack Howl, Leona Kingscholar, Ruggie Bucchi
Octavinelle: Azul Ashengrotto
Scarabia: Kalim Al-Asim, Jamil Viper
Staff: Divus Crewel, Mozus Trein
Visual Novels
Our Life - Beginnings and Always: Cove Holden, Derek Suarez
Blooming Panic: Quest, nightowl
Additional note, I may sometimes try writing about characters not mentioned above. However, the listed characters above are the only ones you can request for.
Also, any headcanons or drabbles with child characters will be strictly platonic.
Fair warning, I’m very behind on the main stories of Genshin Impact and Twisted Wonderland.
DO NOT REBLOG THIS POST, OR ANY PART OF MY NAVIGATION. Like this post if you’ve read it.
Last Updated: May 3, 2023
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RULES / DNI!
GENERAL RULES:
i will not tolerate hate, bullying, trolling, or harassment of any kind. if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say it at all. okay? okay.
if you try taking my work and claiming it as your own, i will not hesitate to call you out on it and make sure everyone else knows about it. don’t even try it. the annoying watermark exists for a reason.
this blog is a hobby for me. while i may take requests on occasion, please do know it will take some time for me to get to your request. i have school and a job, which is far more important. if you’re going to give me attitude or be rude because i didn’t get to your request quick enough, then i won’t do it at all.
if you want to use one of my gifs for your header, please ask for my permission first! if i say yes, please give credit either in your bio or in your pinned post.
DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU:
are a minor and/or your age does not appear in your bio. you’re free to view my content, but interacting with me personally is a no-go.
have a blog that appears to look like a bot. it takes two seconds to choose a profile pic and header. you’ll get blocked if you look like one, simple as that.
are homophobic, transphobic, racist, xenophobic, sexist, ableist, etc in any way, shape, or form. just be a decent human being, basically.
© v1rgology. please do not copy, repost, or modify any of my content in or outside of tumblr.
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WHO DO YOU WRITE FOR?
jujutsu kaisen: every male character except mahito or any character introduced after the culling game arc.
genshin impact: every male character except for the minors, npcs, lumine/aether and the upcoming fountaine characters (except wrio & neuvilette).
honkai star rail: every male character except for the minors and the main character (aka the one we choose to play as in the beginning of the game).
WHAT DO YOU AND DON’T YOU WRITE?
SMUT
yes: dom!characters, corruption, breeding, daddy kink, dacryphilia, spanking, (pussy) slapping, breast play, cum play, threesomes, cunnilingus, blowjob/handjob, exhibitionism, voyeurism, degradation, age gap (both parties must be adults. most of my reader inserts are 20+ by default since i’m 20+ lol), infidelity/cheating, hate fucking, free use, somnophilia, dubcon.
no: male readers, female dom!readers (however switch!reader is a yes), wlw relationships, watersports, spit, mommy kink, straight up hard bdsm, wound fucking, something including domestic violence, orgy, non-con, incest, stepcest, pregnancy sex, aging up minors, anything including minors, beastiality, vore, yandere.
note: there are probs more for either categories. but these are just the main ones i can name rn. will add more if remembered.
ANGST
no: explicit self-harm stories, suicide, depression, reader or character that has any type of disorder, yanderes, explicit gore, domestic violence, sexual harassment, discrimination of any sort.
ANYTHING ELSE I SHOULD KNOW?
i treat requests like suggestions. if i like it, i’ll write it. if i don’t or have no inspiration for it, it’s getting deleted. no hard feelings.
please be patient when sending in your request and keep in mind that i have my own life to take care of next to tumblr.
if you sent in a request and i haven’t talked about it on dash or if haven’t finished it in like a couple months, it’s deleted. i’m not obligated to write everything i get.
please do not send me an entire page / essay with your detailed request. such requests will not be written. keep your requests as short as possible; even 2 - 5 sentences will do.
i like to put my own twists to things. if you request smth, i will make sure to put in the elements you asked for, however i could add something that i felt like adding as an extra.
if your request can be interpreted as both smut and fluff, please specify which one it is (example: can i please request gojo with a bratty gf?) i wouldn’t know if you mean bratty in bed or in general. in such cases i take it as smut.
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Rules / byi and DNIs!!
Interaction rules:
No hate directed towards me will be tolerated here! Any anonymous asks will be deleted, and blogs will be blocked AND reported if you do not choose to leave me alone.
If you continue to try and harass me in any way (trying to reveal my location, spreading false rumours about me, trying to bash me with hurtful comments) I will expose your blog. If you think this is overkill, think twice before you make me do this.
Please be respectful of my space. Asks are ALWAYS welcome, but don't ask me anything personal or harass me (asking about where I live is an example)
Anyone is free to interact with me, just keep the good vibes going! If you're uncomfortable with minors interacting with your content if you ever do find my blog and interact with my posts, I'll respect your boundaries and I won't make you uncomfortable in any way.
Fandom rules:
Imma be frank here, I don't fuck with fandom discourse ok
It's a mess and I'd like to try and stay away from it as much as possible. If you try and attack me if I talked about a certain ship or character that I like (and that you dislike), bitch scroll.
Don't try to start drama in any of my posts. I like to keep my blog as positive as possible, and I hope that anyone who views my posts and blog will do that as well.
No character hate is tolerated here! The most I'll do is playful slander towards characters that aren't my favourite (or my favourites as well, for that matter) but that's as far as me being character critical will go.
^^^ So I ever do make a post regarding a certain character and I talk shit about them, please don't get mad and try to bother me through the post, anon, or DMs.
^^^ I don't mean any harm towards anyone, and I'm just here to have fun. The post isn't meant to attack anyone who likes the character in any way. You like the character? Good for you! You don't? That's perfectly fine. You do you, I do me. No breath wasted, much time saved.
Same goes for ships. Like/dislike the ship? Good for you.
I really do not give any fucks about what you ship, just as long as you consume critically, you're good to go.
I personally feel a bit uncomfortable with ships that have incest and large age gaps, but like I said, you do you, I do me. Just as long as you don't shove it down my throat, I'm chill with you.
No time (and breath) should wasted fighting over what is right and wrong in a goddamn non-canon ship (I have seen this alllll the time, and so I ask of you to kindly look for something else to occupy yourself with, instead of getting mad about a pairing that is not real, in a STORYLINE that ain't even real as well)
My rules regarding my art:
Ok my art is only above average at best (I'M SELF TAUGHT OK I'M STILL TRYING TO LEARN) and I apologize in advance for my very poor quality art
I don't do requests at the moment, because I have school and my procrastination and lack of attention span make my progress really slow
So if I don't update for a month or something it doesn't mean I quit the app, I just got lazy and was taking a break (and running away from responsibilities)
And please don't hurry me to finish anything, because I really don't do things quickly even with encouragement or continuous requests, so please no heckling!!
But, I may take inspiration from posts or comments, because some of y'all brains are so thick n juicy with ideas and when I see it I must run with it ok
I don't draw NSFW art, not that I'm against it, but I really don't know how to, and I don't really want to at the moment. There are many other artists to choose from, with much better art, so please don't pester me to make it. I ain't the only one here, yanno. Thank you.
Even if I don't make NSFW art, I may age up my characters in fanart/comics, so if you're against or are uncomfortable with it, leave. Don't interact with me, OR my posts. I won't stand for any hate, and I will say this every time.
With most artists, this rule applies. DON'T REPOST MY ART WITHOUT PERMISSION!! I'm not really into reposts at all really, but if you really want to, ask me for permission first, and tell me where you're reposting my stuff. Tiktok, Pinterest, Wattpad, etc.
You steal my art without permission, I steal your kneecaps and internet access rights in the night you have been warned
DNIs: (I know that they're kinda pointless, but I just want to make it VERY clear)
Homophobes
Transphobes
TERFS
anti-LGBTQ+
porn blogs
Xenophobes
Racists (anti-BLM, anti-ALM)
Ship bashers (they're mentally exhausting, please don't test me. I'll bite you back if you bite me first)
Supporters of cancel culture
Supporters of cringe culture (it's either be cringe or die, fellas. There's no other way around liking different things)
I will add to this list as time goes on, be a respectful person on the Internet if you don't want the likes of your type of people to be put in a DNI
I might update and change stuff from time to time, so things are going to keep changing at very unpredictable intervals throughout my time here (sorry)
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Could I request a Carlos x fem!reader
Where Carlos and reader have been friends for long, but ppl still bullied reader secretly. One day, reader get’s hurt and Carlos finds out and is pissed (everyone relates to him being angry). While reader is being treated Carlos goes to avenge, Milo and Mira try to stop him. But the only one who can truly stop Carlos from his rage cloud is reader. He calms down, and feels guilty “sorry I couldn’t protect you better”. And reader being like but you dont have to, and him being like, I want to. And stuff like that. Sorry if it’s too specific and so long! (Also, Abuela and Pepa not scolding him for it bc 1- they kinda relate 2- they saw how Carlos looks at reader. A story where Carlos fight but don’t get punished for it 😂)
"Mi Salvador"
summary:
— Carlos cherished you in every way and wants nothing but the best for you. Yet it seemed as though you've been secretly getting anything but the best and eventually he learns the truth and boy, he was a hot and boiling ball full of rage. Carlos was guilty of not being the one who protects you.
genre:
— fluff with a little bit of angst
notes:
— female reader. I do not speak fluent Spanish and all of the Spanish here is translated from google, feel free to correct me if I got something wrong though I will refrain from using too much Spanish.
warning/s:
— depictions of violence & assault
hello anon! I hope you like this one :>
You and he have been stuck to the hip since children, everybody felt odd about the chemistry you two developed. You and Carlos were complete opposites. He was brash and bold and you were soft and shy. Yet despite having various contrasts, you and he had a connection like no other. You completed one another. Carlos may not be the most sympathetic guy but you taught him how to be one and in return he gave you the world.
Carlos and you have this bond that nobody can easily fathom. You and he will have this some sort of telepathic conversation with nods and hand gestures, akin to playing charades, then one of you would react funnily. Even Camilo was baffled to see his twin gaining friendship.
Today was not different. You'll wake up and meet up with Carlos by the town's square, on your basically favorite hangout spot by the fountain. He's often the first to arrive, greeting you with a teasing smirk. You two would eat an empanada or more by the fountain, talking about whatever. And about noon, both of you would separate ways for a moment to do chores or something else. During that duration without Carlos comes the most terrifying part of your day.
You're walking as fast as you can to reach the comfort of your home but as always, a group of teens would block your way. You cowered, feeling your legs shake as your fight or flight mode kicks in. You choose to flee but someone grabs you by the arm and roughly yanks you back.
"Be-Benjo-!"
You squeaked at the boy with raven hair and mischievous chocolate eyes. Benjo was a very attractive boy if it weren't for his horrible attitude.
"hola ratoncito"
He purred and grabs both of your shoulders, he leans his lips near your ears, taunting you.
"Alone again, I see"
You gulped and tried to free yourself but he traps you in his arms causing you to become squeamish. Benjo pinches your cheek firmly
"Ah so soft. ¡Tan preciosa y vulnerable! And all mine"
"Please leave me alone"
You pleaded and he gives you a laugh. Benjo pushes you down to the dusty pavement as he and his group tower over you.
"Look at you [Name], you think you're so safe whenever you're with Carlos huh? If he cares about you so much then why would he leave you to walk home and alone with us scattered around?"
Your lips begin to quiver. This has happened more than once, nobody knows that you were being bullied because you were scared of telling. If you were to tell someone, they might not believe you and if ever Benjo found out you're trying to get him in trouble, he'll double the harassment. You tried but it seemed like trying to get help would make everything worse.
"I bet Carlos is just playing with you by letting you fall into danger, huh? If he cared then why isn't he here to save you now? Where's tu salvador?"
You know Benjo is lying and he's only trying to get in your head. You knew Carlos, he cares for you, he loves you because you're his best friend. Yet there's this little voice in your head that gives you doubt, what if Benjo was right? Before you knew it, your eyes begin to water.
"Aww, pobre ratoncito"
Benjo coos as his friends laughed at you.
"God, you're so pathetic [Name]. What were you thinking? A girl like you won't survive on her own, being soft and kind won't get you anywhere. Consider this as free advice from me"
He grabs your chin while tears flow violently from your eyes, Benjo sneered at your helplessness.
"You're such a fucking crybaby. Sooner, Carlos would grow tired of you and throw you away, nobody will ever want you"
With his final words, Benjo delivers a punch on your nose. You were thrown back with a scream stuck on your throat. You were beyond shaking as you reached to touch your nose, blood begins to exit your nostrils. Your eyes widen, footsteps approach you as you try to crawl back but somebody stops you with a kick to your abdomen. Benjo smacks you hard on the head and suddenly your vision starts to fade.
"Nobody will ever want you, stupid girl"
These were the last words you heard before you blacked out on the dirty pavement.
You gained consciousness and found yourself lying in an alleyway. Immediately, you tried to stand up but your body begins to ache. You winced as your eyes watered. You leaned against the wall for support and tried to stand up. Your vision was a bit hazy but you were determined to get back home before anybody sees you. This has happened several times yet each moment you encounter Benjo it appears to only get worse. You didn't understand why they were so cruel, even if you tried to ask you're too afraid to get the words out.
As you limped your way home, you rushed towards the bathroom. You saw your reflection, your face was full of dirt and smears of your blood, there's a bruise on your nose but it wasn't obvious. You quickly started washing up and patching all the wounds on your body. By the time you finished, it was getting dark outside.
Shit, I was supposed to meet up with Carlos an hour ago!
You rushed outside, ignoring the remaining pain all over your body. You practically ran to your usual meeting spot, you let out a heavy sigh when you spot Carlos waiting impatiently with crossed arms. He sees you and suddenly his hard expression turns gentle as you approached him.
"¡Lo siento, Carlos! I-I got too caught up with my chores"
You chuckled as you lied, honestly, it hurt that you have to lie to the person you trust the most but it was for the better. Carlos playfully rolls his eyes.
"Dios mio, I thought something bad has happened to you, not that I was worried"
Carlos smirked as he joked, then he gives you a light punch on your shoulder causing you to cry out in pain. He freezes as you felt your blood turn cold.
"Hey, are you alrigh-"
"I'm fine! I'm fine! I just...finished doing this difficult chore! And I kinda hit my shoulder while doing it but nothing too bad!"
You were praying silently that Carlos would take your excuse, you almost collapsed in relief when he scoffs at you.
"Sheesh, you should've called me for help you clumsy girl"
Carlos says with a hand on his hip while he sassed, you waved him off.
"Come on, I'm okay! I can handle things on my own"
Carlos gives you a suspicious look so you rolled your eyes and slapped him on the shoulder. His face morphs into amusement as he snickered.
"Whatever. Want some of tía's arepas for that?"
He asks and pointed at your aching shoulder.
"Sure"
You reply. Carlos leads you to la casa Madrigal, the moment you sat down in Julieta's kitchen and ate one of her arepas, your whole body felt so much lighter and it was so refreshing. You decided to have dinner with the Madrigals. Nobody has to know everything you're going through, you'll just get in their way, especially Carlos. As long as he doesn't see any cuts and bruises you'll be fine even if you don't know how much longer can you tolerate it all. It all only started with cruel words until they started getting physical, but nothing it's you can't handle.
You munched on your food and smiled along with the Madrigal family, oblivious to Carlos' worried stare.
Oddly, you went this morning to meet Carlos by the fountain to not see him there. That was strange considering he never skipped a day to meet up at your favorite place. You sat there for a while thinking maybe he was just late. An hour and a half passed and Carlos didn't show up, you frowned to yourself. Perhaps something urgent happened that he needed to take care of? Whatever the case is, you decided to just return to the town' square later.
You dreaded your walk back home, you knew deep down in your gut that Benjo and his friends is going to come and harass you again. Your biggest fear has been confirmed when Benjo does appear in front of you, his friends not too far behind. Your whole body starts to shake as fear consumes you. Your mind screams for you to run and you did. However, when your head turned, someone grabs a fistful of your hair and pulls you back. You come face to face with Benjo.
"Ple-please Be-Benjo don-don't"
You stammered. His face displayed pure displease of you pleading so he grabs your chin to look at him dead in the eye.
"And just where do you think you're going, ratoncito?"
Benjo growled at you, tears begin to form in the corner of your eyes. His grip on your chin was so hard that you're afraid he's about to break your jaw. Eventually, he lets go and looks the other way. You were standing still like a statue, you begin to cry and hiccup as you feel his friends approaching. Your mouth was shaking, unable to form or say any sentences because of the sheer fright you were experiencing. The expression on your face displayed how you were imagining the horror Benjo was about to do. Your eyebrows were furrowed, eyes unable to stop watering, and your mouth kept moving and creating incoherent sounds caused by your fear of him.
"Will you STOP being noisy?!"
Suddenly, Benjo turns and swiftly plants a solid punch on your face, you scream then stumble down to the pavement. You hold your cheek and begin to panic, your heart was beating so loud that you can hear it in your ears. Your vision was blurry because of the tears that kept flowing down your face.
"Wh-why are yo-you doing this to m-me?!"
You involuntary screamed. Benjo's eyes were glowing with rage as he reaches to grab your chin again, he brings his face so close to yours that your foreheads were touching.
"Because you're nothing but a lousy and stupid bitch! You keep getting into my nerves by squeaking like a fucking mouse!"
Benjo growled at you. Your breathing becomes labored, forgetting to take a breath because of the horror you were encountering. You kept sobbing loudly in front of him.
"Ben-Benjo ple-please-"
He grips your blouse and punches you again. You fall back as he stands up to kick you in the stomach. You continue bawling on the pavement, drool drips out of your mouth as you struggled to breathe through the pain. Benjo scoffs at you with disgust then leaves you after inflicting more injuries.
Meanwhile, Carlos panicked as he got dressed and literally tripped his way out of the house. Mierda, he's so late! He was supposed to meet you an hour ago! He woke up late because he was thinking about you all night. As he arrived by the fountain, you were not there and his heart dropped with disappointment. He hoped you weren't mad at him. Carlos decided to visit your house in case you were there.
On his way, he saw a figure lying on the street and they were crying nonstop. Carlos stops and looked at the person more carefully. When he saw your face with bruises and blood, Carlos' brain stops functioning. You were lying alone on the street, badly hurt and sobbing. It was the last thing he wanted to see. At a speed faster than a second, Carlos rushes to you. The moment he got close, his heart was crushed to bits and pieces. You looked like a mess, when you meet his eyes, he felt a thousand times worse as you start reaching your arms to him. Carlos carefully holds you and helps you up to your feet. He couldn't stand hearing you mumble unclear sentences as you clung unto him for dear life. Immediately, he carries you back to his house.
Carlos kept thinking who had the nerve to hurt you to that extent? His hands begin to shake as rage kicks in. Carlos has never felt angry in his entire life. Whoever hurt you would never see the sunlight again, he swears. That person would never hear the end of his wrath. Carlos heads to the kitchen and calls for his tía Julieta. She shows up and sees you horribly injured, she gasps then quickly fetches you something to eat. Others arrived at the kitchen to see the commotion, when they saw you crying so hard they all rushed to comfort you. Carlos' heart melted at the sight of his family taking care of you, but his anger was much stronger.
"Hermano, who did this to her?"
Camilo asks him with concern. Carlos' eye twitched.
"I don't know, but I will find them"
Camilo gulped at his twin, who had this unblinking gaze forward and was clearly beyond pissed. Camilo grabs Mirabel by the shoulder as he whispered to her and pointed at his brother. They watched him with worry and kept an eye out in case he goes on planning something. You were regaining your breath as Julieta slowly fed you some food, it was slowly taking effect as you sat and waited for all of your injuries to be healed. The Madrigals all let out a sigh of relief. Carlos comes to you and looks at you sternly in the eye. Your heart leaped out of your chest at his dark expression. You knew well how infuriated he can get and it scared you down to the core.
"Are you okay?"
His voice was surprisingly soft when he asked you. Unable to find any words, you only nod at him. Carlos sighs through his nose.
"Who did this to you?"
His voice turned deep and you flinched. Carlos watched you bite your lip and avoid his gaze, by this, he can tell that whoever hurt you seemed to have full control of you and it made his blood boil hotter.
"Please [Name], I just want to know who is responsible for this"
He asked more gently. He grits his teeth at each second you remain silent. Carlos balled his hands and his throat grew tight. Fine, if you won't tell him who, he'll have to find them himself. He makes his way towards the door, he was willing to search the entire land of Encanto for that fucker.
"Carlos! Hermano, we need to think this through!"
"Yeah, primo! We need to calm down first!"
Camilo and Mirabel rushed to stop Carlos from breaking somebody's neck. He growled when they tried to pull him back.
"¡Mierda! Stop it! I need to find out who fucking hurt [Name]!"
Carlos was determined to get revenge that not even his mother can stop him. You noticed the scene unfolding and you immediately reached out to him.
"Ca-Carlos!"
Suddenly, he halts and turns his head to face you. Camilo and Mirabel were stunned by the fact that Carlos was stopped by only the sound of your voice. Your eyes pleaded at him, it was full of hurt and desperation that all his anger fades away as he made his way towards you.
"I need you, please"
You whispered to him. The Madrigals decided to leave you two be, Carlos carefully wraps his arms around you. The sense of comfort and security was all you felt as he held you in his arms. You buried your face on the crook of his neck and inhaled his scent. When the fury disappeared, Carlos was left to feel...guilty. He felt guilty that he wasn't there to protect you, to prevent you from getting hurt. He should've been there! He could've done something! His eyes begin to feel wet.
"[Name] I...I'm sorry"
His voice sounded timid like he was holding back a sob and it saddened you. So you pulled away and placed a hand on his cheek, his face slowly heats up by the sudden touch.
"It's okay, Carlos. Besides, I should be the one sorry"
"But why?"
"I...this wasn't the first time I got...hurt"
Carlos' face shifted into frustration but he keeps calm, he takes your hand and clasps it between his palms.
"Are you telling me they've been hurting you more than once?"
His tone was hoarse, he tried his best to remain calm for your sake.
"Yes...please don't be mad"
"But why? Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
There was a pause when he asked you. It took all your might not to break down in front of him, you slowly leaned into his touch and embraced him again, craving the welcoming warmth of his body.
"I thought that...you would never care or that you grew tired of me so like...why bother-"
"What the fuck?"
Carlos never felt so offended by your words, he gently grabs the sides of your face and looks into your eyes.
"I care about you [Name]. Look, I'm sorry if it's not obvious but I do. I want to be there for you, I want to be with you all the time. I want to be the one to save you when someone tries to hurt you"
Carlos didn't realize that he was rambling and the effect does it have on you. At that second when he told you how much he cared, you were smitten. Your face felt warmer than the sun and was redder than an apple. Carlos tugged on your heartstrings that you couldn't help but fall for him.
"Oh mi salvador "
You swoon and bury yourself in his arms. He was shocked for a second but found himself flustered by the immediate affection. He sighs.
"I promise that I will try my best to protect you better"
"You don't have to"
"But I want to"
Carlos pouts and suddenly he's the most adorable person in the world. You squeal and showered him with your attention. He spent the rest of the day not leaving your side.
Carlos watched as you played with his little brother. You were laughing with Antonio as he told you stories about his animals. While he was enjoying the peaceful sight of you having fun, he felt a hand on his shoulder. Carlos turns and sees Camilo, his face scrunched up.
"What do you want?"
"We found them"
Carlos' face morphs into shock for a fraction of a second then becomes stern. Gives you one single glance then follows his brother outside. Dolores including his mother and Abuela was waiting for him, he raises a brow.
"So, who did it?"
"I heard someone talking about [Name] and how their friend beat her up yesterday, that friend was named Benjo"
Dolores informs him. Carlos' face displays realization, he knew Benjo had a mean streak like him but they were always different. He seethes, but before he could leave to find Benjo, Pepa blocks his way. He assumed that she was going to stop him from beating the guy into a pulp then she sighs.
"Be careful out there, mijo"
"Huh? You're not going to stop me, mamá?"
Carlos was baffled when his mother sighed and caressed his cheek. Abuela walks to him.
"We saw the way you look at her, Carlito. We understand the feelings you hold for her"
He was trying hard not to feel soft or endeared by Abuela's words. So he gives them a grin and an amused scoff instead.
"Well, wish me luck then"
"You better return without a scratch, mijo. Never let this happen again"
Pepa warned him as she watched her son go and give Benjo a piece of his mind. Abuela wraps an arm around her daughter's shoulder as they watched Carlos fondly.
"He grew up so fast"
A raincloud appears above them, Abuela chuckles and doesn't comment on it.
"Estoy de acuerdo. Camilo, Dolores, you mustn't tell your papá about this, okay?"
"Sí Abuela"
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#encanto#disney encanto#encanto fanfiction#encanto fanfic#encanto fluff#carlos madrigal#carlos madrigal x reader#carlos madrigal x y/n#jay's fanfics™️
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Almost as Much as I Love You
Leo Valdez x Artistic!Reader
Gender: Female
Warnings: A bit of language
Word Count: 1,026
Request: I was so torn by your requests when I saw both Leo and Jesper! But I'm gonna have to go with my favorite funky Latino boy. Can you perhaps do a fic where Leo's s/o is an artistic person, but not only the painting etc., also a lot with sculpting and clay? Leo usually sees the progress of what they're making, but lately he isn't allowed to see anything. And then one day he walks into Bunker 9 and he sees a little clay sculpture of Festus? Like, what would his reaction be? Take your time writing this, and don't feel pressured at all! I'm very excited to see what you make of it, so let me know when it's done ❤
Requested By: @luna-says-stuff
A/N: Sorry this took so long! I really hope you like it :) and feel free to request something for Jesper too, there's no need to choose!
Leo Valdez loves you more than anything. He loves your compassionate nature, your shy affection, your cluttered way of living - everything about you. Most of all, though, he loves your ability to create something out of basically nothing. A lump of clay becomes a carefully-made sculpture in your hands. A blank canvas becomes a gorgeous sunset with colorful strokes from your brush. A blank sheet of paper becomes a detailed portrait with the precise markings of your pencil. Everything you touch you turn into something beautiful, and Leo can’t get enough of it.
Which is why he’s very, very angry at you. Well, not really. He could never be truly mad at you, but right now, he’s as close to mad as he can get. You always let him see what you’re working on. He’s always there, beginning to end, watching your projects go from practically nothing to the most beautiful pieces of art he’s ever seen. Recently, though, it’s been different. And he has no idea why.
“(Y/N/N), please!” Leo whines, trying again in vain to open your cabin’s locked door. “You always let me see what you’re working on!”
“Not this time, Fire Boy,” comes your reply from inside. “You’ll see it when I’m finished.”
He groans, lightly banging his head on the wood. “I am going to burn this door down.”
You laugh. “Go ahead. I’d love to see you try to explain that to Chiron.”
Leo kicks the door in frustration, but his hands remain a normal temperature. “I am absolutely furious at you, (Y/N) (Y/L/N).”
“I can deal with that,” you reply, your tone still playful. “Now shoo, Valdez.”
Leo huffs. “Fine. But you better have a good reason for locking me out, (Y/L/N).” He walks away, off to find Piper and complain.
He pounds on the Aphrodite Cabin door. A young girl opens the door with a bewildered look on her face.
“Where’s Piper, Lacy?” Leo asks, annoyed.
“I’m right here, dumbass.” Piper’s sitting on her bed, reading a book. “Stop harassing my sister.”
Lacy lets him in and Leo marches over to his friend, plopping down next to her with a frustrated sigh.
“(Y/N) still not letting you see what she’s working on?” Piper guesses, keeping her eyes on her book.
“Nope,” Leo replies, peeved. “I don’t get it. Why won’t she let me watch? I always get to see what she’s working on, Piper, always. What makes this time any different?”
“I don’t know. Maybe she’s making it for you. Maybe she won’t let you see cause she wants it to be a surprise.”
Leo blinks. He hadn’t considered that. “Maybe… I don’t wanna jump to conclusions. Maybe she just doesn’t like me anymore.”
Piper sets her book down, rolling her eyes. “Oh, come on, Leo, there is no way that’s true. I’ve seen the way she looks at you, that girl is head over heels.”
Leo’s face reddens, and he smirks a bit. “That’s so embarrassing for her.”
Piper smacks him. “If you’re gonna be a little shit, I’ll take it back.”
“Ow!” Leo whines, rubbing his arm. “Okay, sorry, sorry. Thanks, Pipes.”
“Any time,” is Piper’s disinterested response, already back to her book.
Leo leaves the Aphrodite Cabin and decides to head to Bunker 9; he’s sure there’s something he can do to Festus while he waits for you to finish whatever he’s not allowed to see. He pulls the door open and stops abruptly. A small sculpture is sitting on his tool table, accompanied by a note. He walks over and discovers the sculpture is of Festus, made so intricately he glances at the real mechanical dragon to make sure someone didn’t shrink him. He picks up the note.
Leo,
I’m sorry for keeping you in the dark the past week. I know how much you love watching me work, so it honestly killed me to keep you away. I wanted this one to be a surprise, though. I’m sure you’ve already gathered this, but I made you a little sculpture of Festus! I’m sure it’s not perfect, but I did my best, and I really hope you like it. I love you.
-(Y/N)
Something drips onto the paper, and Leo realizes he’s crying. “It’s perfect,” he whispers, tucking the note in his pocket. He picks up the sculpture and runs out of the bunker, not stopping till he reaches the Apollo Cabin. He raps on the door, panting, and you answer with a shy smile. He sets the sculpture on the floor and grabs your face, pulling you into a kiss.
“I love you,” he says when you break apart.
You giggle. “I’m assuming you liked the sculpture.”
“It’s amazing,” he replies, picking it up and following you into the cabin. He sits down next to you on your bed. “Gods, I’m so sorry I was pissed at you earlier. This is the most incredible thing I’ve ever received.”
“It’s okay,” you tell him. “You didn’t know what I was doing. Which was the point, I suppose.”
He kisses you again, pulling you onto his lap as you tangle your hands in his hair. “I love you so much,” he murmurs against your lips
“I love you, too,” you reply.
He deepens the kiss, his tongue entering your mouth when the door opens. You lurch away from each other, flushed. Your brother Will walks in, eyebrows raised. “Hey, (Y/N), Leo. What’re you up to?” He smirks.
“I- um, we were just, uh…” Leo stammers.
“Relax, I’m kidding. I’ll be out in a sec, just need to get my jacket. Have fun, kids.” He grabs his jacket and walks out, then peeks back in. “Not too much fun, though.”
“Will!” you groan.
“Just teasing!” He leaves, for real this time.
“Sorry about him,” you murmur, climbing back into Leo’s lap.
“Don’t worry about it,” he replies, wrapping his arms around your waist. “Thanks again for the sculpture, by the way.”
You smile. “I’m glad you like it.”
“I love it,” he says, pecking you on the lips and pressing his forehead to yours. “Almost as much as I love you.” He kisses you again.
#leo valdez x reader#leo valdez x you#leo valdez x y/n#leo valdez one shot#leo valdez imagine#leo valdez fluff#leo valdez fanfiction#leo valdez fanfic#leo valdez
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“Rose”
Warning: Non-consensual touching and alien body horror
***
Skyler was pretty sure Rose was just using her.
It was fine, Skyler didn't mind. She was glad to have a friend, even if said friend was only sticking around long enough to get... well, Skyler wasn't sure what Rose got from this interaction. It certainly wasn't popularity. Surely Rose had noticed the dirty looks thrown their ways, the whispered insults behind their backs. Maybe on her own Rose would've risen to the top, but no, by being Skyler's friend, she's doomed herself as a fellow freak.
"You know," Skyler said one day after three months of daily interactions. "You can stop."
Rose looked like she was thrown for a loop. "Stop what?"
"This. You. Me. Ask what you want of me and I'll give it to you."
Even by alien standards, Rose was beautiful. She had bright green orbs, long, thick red hair, and her arms were well proportioned to the rest of her body. Why would such an exceptional human bother hanging around a low level grunt like Skyler? It was asinine to think about it.
Rose snorted. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"I..." Skyler turned to her, her head bowed. This needed to be stopped now before Skyler got her four hearts broken later on. "Rose, you don't need to lie to me. I know you're only hanging out with me because you want something."
"What? Skyler, I-"
"Let me finish. I've enjoyed our time together, but I cannot stand the anticipation... so please, just tell me what it is you want."
Rose rubbed a hand over her face. She huffed. "I've read this about your species. This... perceived hierarchy. Humans don't have that. I mean, we do, but it's not as strongly ingrained. I truly want to be your friend, Skyler. There are no strings attached."
Insane. "You don't need to insult my intelligence," Skyler said, getting miffed. "If you're not here because you want something, then it's out of pity, isn't it?"
"Stop, just stop. You don't get to tell me how I feel. I like you, I thought you were cool and I wanted to be friends. Isn't that enough?"
Cool. Skyler knew when humans used that word, it was to describe a state of mind rather than temperature. It meant Rose admired Skyler on a certain level.
Preposterous.
"If you won't tell me," Skyler lifted her head. "Then I'll end it here. Goodbye, Rose."
"Skyler, wait-!"
Skyler turned and walked quickly in the other direction, ignoring Rose's repeated requests to come back. Even if Skyler wanted to turn back, she didn't want to show the tears running down her cheeks.
***
Two weeks after Skyler ended their so-called friendship, the bullying started back up again.
As the runt of the litter, Skyler had been mercilessly teased for her uneven horns, her different colored eyes, and her small tusks. Skyler was used to it, tuning out the taunts and choosing to focus on other things. But now that her friendship with Rose ended, the insults had gotten worse, turning into physical shoves as Skyler walked down the halls.
A clawed hand stroked the back of Skyler's neck and she shuddered. She twisted around to see Darwin, the alpha male of her year. He towered over Skyler, blocking out the light from above, turning his presence even more menacing.
"Please don't touch me," Skyler said, averting her gaze.
"Don't tell me what to do," he snapped at her. "Why are you even here, little one?"
"I... I'm here to study-"
"False. You got here because some higher-ups felt sorry for you. You got here out of pity."
Skyler felt shame. He wasn't wrong.
"I do good work," Skyler tried again. "I'm not useless."
"False. You're taking up space, and it's quite clear you're too damn ugly to mate with, so you're just an eyesore. You should drop out."
Skyler struggled to keep the tears in. "I don't want to drop out. I like it here, I want to finish my studies-"
Darwin slammed his open palm against the wall above her, startling her into silence. Skyler shook and curled further into herself. She started to cry.
Then, a miracle.
"Hey!"
Both heads turned towards the voice. Skyler gave out a small gasp. It was Rose.
Rose ran up to them, shoving Darwin away. It was a weak shove, only forcing him to take two steps back.
"Leave her alone!" She snapped at him. "Can't you see you're scaring her?"
"Get off," Darwin snorted. "I'm the alpha here and I will do what I see fit. This doesn't concern you, human."
"Just... leave Skyler alone, okay? C'mon, Skyler, let's go."
Rose tried to lead Skyler away, but Darwin's large, beefy hand snapped out, grabbing Rose by the wrist.
"If you want her, then you have to fight for her."
"That's stupid." Rose hissed back. She tugged on her wrist and found she could not get loose.
"You're only saying that because you know you can't win. I am faster than you, stronger than you, smarter than you, human. Just forfeit this match and this runt, and you don't have to get hurt."
Quietly, Rose looked over her shoulder at Skyler. The small alien was crying, too scared to speak. Skyler knew what Rose must've been thinking: she was not going to risk life and limb to defend this loser. Skyler was not worth it.
Rose turned back. She strained her neck to look up at Darwin. "Your species can regenerate their limbs, right?"
Darwin grinned proudly. "That's right. Scared, are you? I know humans can't regenerate their body parts, so if you get hurt, you'll stay damaged-"
Rose's free hand suddenly snapped out, grabbing the sensitive gland between Darwin's legs. She didn't blink, she didn't yell, and before Darwin knew what was happening, Rose twisted her grip tightly, and ripped the gland off of him as easily as picking fruit off a tree.
With a breathless gasp, Darwin's grip loosened on Rose's wrist and she backed away. Darwin dropped to his knees and curled in on himself, his eyes bugging out in pain, his face turning red. Rose circled Darwin like a shark, the gland still gripped tightly in her hand.
"Listen here you little fuck," Rose snarled at him. "You don't mess with my friends ever again, do you hear me? If I even get so much as a whiff of you harassing Skyler, I'll rip this bit off in such a way it'll never regrow again. Do you understand me?"
Darwin nodded quickly.
"Good."
And with one last final insult, Rose dropped the gland over Darwin's shoulder. It tumbled to the floor with a wet splat.
"C'mon, Skyler," Rose said, leading her away.
Skyler was doubtful of a lot of things: her self-worth, the intelligence of her math professor, her ability to bake. But never again would she doubt Rose's friendship to her.
#humans fuck yeah#HUMANS ARE WEIRD#humans are confusing#human are space orcs#earth is a deathworld#EARTH IS SPACE AUSTRALIA
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Simple Silver - Dark!Stephen Strange x Reader
Summary: You’ve been given a gift, one not many Omegas get. A bracelet that when worn by an Omega changes their scent ever so slightly. All you need to do is keep the bracelet on and he can’t find you.
Warnings: 18+ adult content, dark!, ABO (no mentions of knots, heat, or rutt.), general misogyny, noncon/dubcon, smut, vaginal fingering, oral (male receiving), violence, orgasm delay/denial, kidnapping (kinda), she spits in his face in this, possessive behavior.
Word count: 2.7k
A/N: This fic is a request from @leniram1890. Seriously, thank you so much. It’s everything I love to write and read and you just dropped it in my lap. Now that it’s done I want more…
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You’re infatuated with him. He stands tall, you guess at least six feet, and his smell; he smells like no Alpha you've ever encountered. There’s this look to him, unequivocally attractive but in a unique and confusing way that draws you in. His eyebrows lift slightly making his otherwise small and ordinary eyes the focal point of his face. He looks around the room with a focus and intensity that feels inhuman. You finger the small bracelet that holds your secret and walk behind him, your Omega instincts telling you to get close. You suddenly recognize where you are and what you’re doing. looking down to your hands, you stare horrified at the bracelet that was taken off without your noticing. you put it back on and sprint out of the building, not stopping until you’re behind the safety of your padlocked apartment door.
Your phone goes off and you answer, making up an excuse about food poisoning and promising to be in early the next day.
Your Alpha, it had to be him.
You’ve wondered what it would be like to meet your Alpha, if you would feel bad about hiding from them. You don’t feel bad, only upset with yourself for losing control. You almost gave up your whole life in one stupid moment.
The simple silver bracelet that sits on your wrist feels heavy and you look at it. It’s a chain that suppresses your true self and one that sets you free. It’s one you choose to wear because the alternative is a life looking over your shoulder; waiting for your Alpha to find and claim you. Your parents gave it to you the day you presented and it’s given you opportunities not many Omegas get. It changes your scent just enough to let you hide, giving you the ability to decide for yourself how you feel about your Alpha, to choose a life with him or to keep the life you’ve built for yourself.
Your coworkers don’t waste time the next morning. One is already at your desk and two more walk up as you sit down.
“Ok, what did I miss?” you ask.
“Right when you left this scary looking Alpha started raging. Stark had to call in the avengers to get him to calm down.”
You act surprised, knitting your brows and leaning forward in fake interest.
“What happened?”
“Apparently He smelled his Omega but couldn’t find them.”
“Crazy.” you say, opening up your email and scrolling through.
Coworkers start dispercing and you let out a held breath. You get to work, having extra from the day before and lose yourself for several hours.
“That’s him.” whispers a voice and you look up at your coworker before following their eyes.
It’s him, your Alpha, and he’s walking straight toward you.
You try your best to stay focused on work and not give away the slight shaking of your hands as his scent hits your nose. He stops at your desk and you look up at his chest avoiding eye contact.
“What can I do for you mr…”
“Dr. Strange,” he pauses. “I’m sure you know what happened yesterday.”
“I don’t judge sir.”
He looks at you and leans on your desk.
“Ah, but you are judging. Spit it out then.”
You take your hands off of your keyboard and fold them over your chest.
“Omegas don’t have lives after they mate, I guess it doesn’t doesn’t feel fair to me.”
“What makes you think my Omega wouldn’t have a life?”
“You would let your Omega Work? Travel by themselves? Have their own bank account?”
He thrums his fingers on your desk.
“My Omega will have a good life, they need to know their place though. When I finally find them they won’t even be allowed to leave the house without permission.”
You bristle. “Well then, I’m glad you weren’t able to find them.”
He leans farther over your desk, his demeanor shifting into one of intimidation. You do everything you can not to cower back as his aggressive scent washes over you.
“You don’t understand what you’re talking about.”
“Maybe your Omega is hiding from you, that’s what I would do if I was an Omega.” You finally make eye contact, staring into the stormy grey abyss of his irises and he leans forward even more.
“They better not be.”
“What would you do if you found out they were?”
His fist clenches and you can’t help but push your chair back a few inches. You see Tony walking toward you from the corner of your eye and stand up, pushing your pointer finger against his forehead.
“You sir, are one of the most obnoxious people I’ve ever met, and I work for Tony Stark,” you say.
His mouth opens in surprise and he stands up.
Tony makes it to you at just the right moment. “Hey now, stop harassing my assistant. We’re not having a repeat of yesterday, thank you.”
Strange narrows his eyes at you but doesn’t say anything as he follows Tony into his office.
You walk to the back of the grocery store, picking up a pint of icecream and hurrying to pay for it. Your day was long and the only thing you can think about is a hot bath. You don’t notice him until it’s too late. His smug face takes in your slightly messy appearance as you try to pass by him.
“Dinner, I assume. Your questionable behavior before is starting to make sense.”
You stare at him unsure how to respond and he tilts his head and smirks.
“I’m insinuating, dear, that your disrespectful behavior this morning was caused by a lack of adequate nutrition.”
You readjust your shirt and let out a huff.
“I wonder,” you pause and smile sweetly. “How much shit did you have to consume in your ‘diet’ to become such an asshole?”
You pull out a pair of earphones and stick them in your ears, turning on your heel to pay for your dinner. He grabs your arm, pulling you close and tears out your headphones with his other hand.
“I’ve never met anyone who gets under my skin so easily, why do you make me so angry?” he sneers.
“Your anger is your responsibility,” you pull away, shaking slightly and holding back tears.
You can feel his eyes watching you as you jump into a self checkout line to pay. As soon as you reach your apartment you let the tears fall. You hate him. You hate his stupid face and egotistical personality. You hate that you react to him, that your nature makes your knees go weak when you’re around him. You hug your bracelet against your chest and let out a shaky breath. As long as the bracelet stays on you’re safe. You just need to keep it on, that’s it.
You stand in Tony’s office staring at a folder.
“Send a courier or another employee, I don’t want to do it.”
Tony raises his eyebrows in shock at your sudden and uncharacteristic outburst.
“I need someone I trust to drop them off, Is there some reason you can’t do it?”
“I just don’t get along with Dr. Strange.”
“You’re dropping off a file, not going on a date,” he quips.
You take a deep breath and remind yourself that you love your job. It’s just a quick trip, drop it off and you’re done. It’s been a week since you saw him last, he doesn’t know who you are or he would already have come for you. Just a quick drop off, that’s it.
“I’m sorry sir. You’re right, I’m being unprofessional. I can do it.”
He waves you out and you call an uber riding it to what Tony described only as “The Sanctum”.
You walk in and look around the large entry room, searching for someone who can help. It’s eerily quiet and you walk up a huge set of stars, wandering and looking at various museum-like displays until you’re on the top floor. The room is dark, the only light coming from a large round window. A stranger walks up and looks at you with a surprised expression.
“I’m sorry, I’m looking for Dr. Strange? I’m just dropping something off from Mr. Stark.”
“Ah of course, I’m Wong.” He says holding out his hand.
You reach out and take his hand and he looks at your wrist, grabbing onto your bracelet and pulling it off.
“I haven't seen one of these in a long time.” he examines the bracelet closely.
“That’s mine, give it back please.”
“Not until you tell me why you’re hiding your designation.”
“My Alpha is a cruel man, please give it back. I need it now.” you say urgently.
“Hey, nobody will hurt you here. Who is this Alpha?”
You start shaking and reach out again trying to take the bracelet back from him.
“Wong, I… Oh no, not you again,” Stephen says from an open doorway, his face turning into a scowl.
You grab the bracelet and push it on your wrist. It’s too late though, Stephens eyes widen in recognition as your scent hits him.
You bolt. You know you won’t make it out so you pull at the first door you find, slamming it closed and locking it.
The banging starts almost immediately. “OMEGA, OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW!” he yells.
“Don’t do this, please. I don’t want this. I need more time. Don’t force me, please,” you cry.
Sparks start flying in a circle in front of your eyes and your Alpha is suddenly walking through a portal. You look around, seeing a second door and yanking it open. Something catches your leg and you’re pulled backwards by what looks like a glowing rope.
“You knew I was your Alpha the whole time.” he says, moving his body to sit on your middle.
You bite your tongue and glare at him.
“Answer me!” He yells, grabbing your arms and pushing them above you.
His face is only inches from your own and you spit without thinking. He lets go of your hands and sits back, wiping the wetness from his face before staring at his wet hand.
“This explains everything, catching your scent, the extreme annoyance at your lack of respect, the anger I felt at the thought of you not eating like you should.”
He grabs your shirt, ripping it down the middle and causing buttons to fly through the air. Goosebumps appear over your skin and you shiver from both fear and the cold. He flips you over roughly, pulling off your shirt all the way. His hand roams to your mating gland. He leans over and breathes in, kissing it gently.
“Fuck you,” you say through clenched teeth.
He stops and waits until you’re done shaking.
“Why aren’t you biting me?” you whisper.
“You said you wanted time.”
He stands, pulling you up with him and makes a circle with his finger, opening up a portal in front of you. His hand is on your back pushing you through and when you turn around you're alone in what looks like a bedroom. Immediately, you run and try the door, opening it and sprinting out. The breath is knocked out of you as someone promptly slams you into a wall. You start coughing as the pain radiates through your body, then you’re falling onto a soft bed in the same room as before. After a few minutes of coughing you stand and run again, trying the window this time and just like before you’re caught and pushed through a portal back to the same room. You keep trying until you’re completely out of places to run, until your energy, both emotional and physical, is depleted.
The moment you finally give up a portal opens on your right and Stephen walks through.
It would have been easier if he had just bitten and fucked you right away. Letting you run over and over just to squash your hope is even more cruel, like a sick joke where he is the only person privy to the punchline. You stand in the middle of the room with your eyes down and wait for the inevitable.
He walks around you slowly and with each methodical step your anxiety grows until your knees buckle and you drop to the ground, crying into your hands. He stops and crouches in front of you, putting his finger under your chin and raising it slowly until you look him in the face. He lets go and keeps eye contact as he reaches between your legs and almost too gently runs his finger over your pussy. His eyes bore into you as his hand slowly becomes more and more noticeable above your clothes.
“I hate you.” you whisper as he pushes your legs apart.
He slides his hand into your pants and continues to rub over your clit, now making quick circles. His finger dips in your heat and you whimper involuntarily. You close your eyes as the sensations start to build and when you’re about to go over the line he stops. Your eyes shoot open and he smirks.
“It’s important you understand a few things.”
You aren’t expecting it, for him to suddenly pull his hand back and slap you across the face. You’re not prepared for the force behind his hand. How it makes your entire face sting, the pain radiating down your neck and shoulder. You grasp your cheek and bite your lip to avoid crying.
“I own you.” He slides his hand down to your pussy again.
“I own your pleasure.” He slides his hand up to your breast, pushing your bra down and pinching your nipple harshly. “And your pain.”
He backs away and crosses his arms, motioning with his head at the remaining clothes on your body. You slowly rise and remove your pants and underwear, standing in front of him fully naked.
His hand roams to your neck and he holds it gently.
“Hate me all you want.”
His hand constricts slightly around your throat.
“But don’t you dare run from me.”
His hand tightens again.
“Or hide.”
He keeps his hand on your throat and pushes you back to the bed until you’re lying on your back with him above you. His other hand reaches to your legs and taps between them gently. He puts his cheek against yours when you don’t move.
“Open Omega, and don’t you dare close those legs.”
He lets go of your neck when you relax your legs, backing away and unbuckling his pants.
“You don’t even like me,” you remark.
“I didn’t like who you were pretending to be.”
He walks over so that his sizable dick sits in front of your face.
“Suck,” he commands.
You suck on the tip without complaint and he grabs the back of your head and thrusts a few times before pulling out and patting your cheek.
“A much better use for your sharp tongue.”
You bite back a retort and look away as he positions himself in between your legs and pushes himself in with one forceful thrust. You let out a whimper and reach out your arms around him in response. He grabs your shoulders and ruts into you.
“This is where you belong Omega,” he wipes a tear from your cheek, a stark contrast to the painful pace of his thrusts.
“You.” he thrusts. “Belong,” The force starts to push you up on the bed. “ To me!”
He flips you suddenly and fucks you again from behind, gripping your hips tight enough to bruise. A warm hand brushes over your mating gland and you feel his breath against your back. Stars appear before your eyes as he bites, your entire body consumed with the conflicting sensations of pain and pleasure. It pushes you into an intense orgasm that leaves you shaking from the adrenaline.
“Understand?”
You nod and he slides into bed next to you and kisses between your shoulder blades. You look over at his discarded clothes, noticing the gleam of your bracelet poking out of a pocket.
“Were you serious when you said you wouldn’t let your Omega out of the house?”
“Now that you mention it, I’ve actually had a change of heart.”
He peppers kisses across your neck and back.
“You, my adventurous Omega, won’t even leave this room without me by your side.”
You try to move but he holds you close, effectively chaining you to him. You blink back a tear and shift closer to him, letting yourself relax into his arms.
“There you go, let go and accept it.”
“Never,” you say between choked sobs.
His hand roams up your body, exploring every bit.
“We’ll see.”
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