#thy kingdom come thy will be done. don't fuck this up for me
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has ur queue been posting less daily or am i going crazy
to my knowledge it hasn't. hopefully. again it's set to once every hour. the only times it screws up is when i add a new post to queue or move stuff around exactly on the hour and then it just pushes back everything one hour. but also i've been keeping it going nonstop since february and there's shit in there that's STILL from february. haha. actually. come now. let's all hold hands and pray
#bottlehawk text#asks#our father who art in hellsite (david karp) hallowed be thy name (yahoo fuckcorp)#thy kingdom come thy will be done. don't fuck this up for me
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Kinktober Day 13- Religious Play
Pairings: Priest!Hyunjin x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Sacrilege, mentions of masturbation, degradation mixed with praise, spanking, hair pulling, facial, hard dom!Hyunjin, squirting, nicknames (my child, Father, my pet, my love, literally all the other times he calls the reader a whore and a slut).
=Let me know if I missed any.=
18+ MDNI
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You were nervous while waiting in line. Ironically you were sweating like a sinner in church because that is exactly what you were at this moment. You were waiting to give your confession. How long had it even been since your last one; you couldn't remember. You took a deep breath and stepped into the confessional. Settling on the kneeler you waited for the priest to speak.
Soon, you heard the sound of the other door opening and closing. Then, you heard, "Hello, my child."
"Forgive me Father for I have sinned. I am not sure how long since my last confession," you replied.
"Very well, tell me your sins," he said. His voice was like velvet, and it sounded so familiar. You couldn't quite place where you had heard it before.
"I have sinned so much and I am afraid that I keep sinning," you said feeling ashamed.
He responds softly, "Please, explain."
You gulped, "I keep having impure thoughts, and they aren't just about anyone. They are about a man of the cloth. Sometimes, I even pleasure myself at the thought of what I would like for him to do to me."
"A man of the cloth, you say? My, my, that is serious. Who might this man be," he replies.
"It is Father Hwang," you say, "I can't seem to get him out of my mind. I want to kiss his beautiful lips, I want him to whisper filthy words to me. Mostly, I want to know what his body looks like under his robes. I also wonder what sort of lover he might be. Will he be soft and gentle or will he be rough and commanding?"
"Well," he pauses, "This is a very serious sin, my child. I will have to come to your side to give your penance as it requires me to lay hands on you. I am sure you understand."
"Yes, of course, Father," you said and waited for him to walk the short distance from his side to yours. When he walked in you looked up to meet his gaze. The sight in front of you was shocking and made you embarrassed. Stood there before you was none other than Hwang Hyunjin himself, the man you have been fantasizing about for weeks now.
He walks up to you. He towers over you even more so than usual as you are still kneeling. "Now my pet," he begins his voice taking on a more sultry tone, "I have the perfect penance for you and I think you'll really enjoy it. Go ahead and turn back around." You did as you were told. You turned back around still kneeling and your elbows returned to resting on the elevated part of the kneeler so that you were in the perfect praying position.
Hyunjin stood behind you and then whispered into your ear, "You know, the only way to get rid of these impure thoughts and fantasies is to act them out. That way there is no more curiosity and then we shall be forgiven after prayer." You couldn't believe what you heard it made you nervous and excited at the same time. Mostly excited though as you could feel a wet spot growing in your panties at the thought.
"I want you to give me one Our Father and don't stop no matter what happens do you understand," he asks while pulling down your panties and flipping up your skirt to reveal your bare ass to him.
You began, Our Father, *SMACK* a loud and hard spank landed on your right ass cheek. It was painful but it also felt so good so you continued. Who art in heaven *SMACK* h-hallowed be thy name *SMACK* th-th-thy kingdom c-come *SMACK* thy will be d-done *SMACK* on eeeearth as it issss in heaven *SMACK* This went on until you had finished the prayer. All he had done was spank you and it had you dripping down the side of your legs. You were already so fucked out and he had barely started.
"Well done my naughty little slut," he said praising you and degrading you all at once, "You are doing so well for me. Now, turn back around for me? That's it, it's now time to purify that pretty little mouth of yours." He kisses you deeply while he undoes the belt, zipper, and button on his pants and pulls them and his underwear down just enough for his cock to spring free. His lips tasted like cherries and you wondered if his cock was just as sweet. As if he had read your mind he pulled away from the kiss and replaced his lips on your with the head of his cock. You gladly accepted it into your mouth.
"Look at you," he said while lazily moving his hips to fuck your mouth, "You are just a greedy little cock whore for me aren't you?" You nodded and he smirked. He held on to your hair which was put up into a ponytail and began moving his hips faster. His thrust were fast and deep he hit the back of your throat each time. You were slobbering and gagging all over his cock and he had to pull out sooner than he wanted to or else you would have made him cum before he even got the chance to pound your sweet little pussy. You choked and sputtered when he pulled out trying to catch your breath. You were a fucked out mess. Tears streaming down your face mixing in with the drool falling from your chin. Not to mention your pupils were blown wide and you were so wet it was dripping even more down the side of your leg.
"Turn back around," he commanded and you obeyed, "I am going to fuck this pretty pussy until you beg for me to stop. Look at this you're soaked I bet I could just slide right in. You'd like that wouldn't you?" You couldn't even speak anymore opting to nod vigourously in response. He lined himself up with your entrance and pushed through your walls. He was right, you were so wet he slid all the way in with no problem. He still gave you a moment to adjust before setting a rapid pace. He wasted no time roughly slamming into you while one hand pulled back on your ponytail and the other snaked around your front to play with your clit. The pleasure was overwhelming and just when you thought you couldn't take anymore he found the angle that had him hitting the spot that made you see stars. Everything all together had you screaming and clenching tightly around him and he knew you were getting close.
"You want to cum, slut? Beg for it, if you beg I shall grant it to you," he said.
"Ple-plea-please Father, let me cum I can't hold it any longer please let me c-cum please please please," you begged him.
"Very good," he praised, "Go ahead, cum for me. Cum all over my cock like the good little whore you are." His words were all you needed to have the biggest orgasm you've ever had. You were pretty sure you blacked out for a moment it was so good. Your eyes rolled back and you had squirted all over him. It was mind-blowing. He pulled out and started stroking himself.
"Are you ready for your final blessing," he asked, stroking faster. You nodded, closed your eyes, and opened your mouth. He came a few pumps later all over your face.
"Go now in peace," he said smiling at you.
"Thank you, Father," you said," We need to do this again sometime Hyunnie. I came so hard, look at the mess we made. This was the best roleplay idea ever."
"I agree, my love," he said, "Now, let's get cleaned up and we can worry about this mess later."
You laughed and reached for him so he could help you up, "I think it will have to be a bath though. I actually don't think that I can walk or stand up on my own right now." One thing was for sure after tonight, you would both definitely be doing this again.
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A/N: HOLY SHIT!!! Bless the anon who suggested this because I had a blast writing it! This man literally makes me so feral and just imagining this while writing had me feeling some type of way! Anyway, my asks are still open please send some stuff in so I have things to do when Kinktober is over.
#kinktober 2023#kinktober#x reader#k pop smut#stray kids smut#hwang hyunjin#hyunjin x reader#hyunjin smut#hyunjin stray kids
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sickness
Our father, who art in heaven
Marlene looked up as she repeated the words with the rest of the church.
Hallowed by thy name
Suzie Jones caught her eye from across the stalls and smiled. Her lips painted in a soft pink.
Thy kingdom come
Marlene smiled back, but Suzie had already turned away. She caught the swish of her dark hair, curled and pinned and tied up with a blue ribbon.
Thy will be done
Suzie looked across again, a look of confusion crossed her face before her eyes crinkled and she let out a silent laugh.
On earth as it is in heaven
Marlene mouthed the word 'what?', and Suzie gestured to the floor by Marlene. She looked down and realised she had dropped her copy of the bible, slipping from her hands as she stared at Suzie.
Give us this day
She instantly picked it up and joined back into the prayer. Her eyes drifted to Suzie again, but the girl had turned back around.
Our daily bread
Marlene turned to the front of the church, staring at a statue of Jesus.
And forgive us our trespasses
Don't look at me like that, she thought. I didn't act on it. I swear, I'm not sick.
As we forgive those who trespass against us
She knew she should be blaming herself for this, knew she was meant to tell her parents or the church and go to conversion therapy. But it didn't feel like her fault. It didn't feel like she had done anything wrong.
And lead us not into temptation
Why is this a sickness? A sin? Her eyes drifted to Lydia again, immediately turning to her lips, imagining what it'd be like to kiss her.
But deliver us from evil
Fuck, I have a sickness. So why didn't she want to be cured? Free me from this guilt, she found herself praying instead of what she was meant to, don't take my sin away, Jesus. It is a part of me, and you're meant to love every part of me. I am your faithful disciple, grant me this freedom.
Amen
#ik you were probably thinking remus. but i first thought of this#and marlene>>>#especially marlene angst#ask prompt#sascha being iconic as usual <33#beloved mutuals <3#marauders era#marauders#marlene mckinnon
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Title: So This Is Love
Author: 1016anon
Fandom: Bridgerton
Pairing: Anthony Bridgerton/Kate Sharma
Summary: Anthony is the patron saint of fuckboys.
A/N -- It is all banter and fluff. And talking about kinks. I guess this kink is blasphemy?
- 1 -
K: What are you, the patron saint of fuckboys?
A: I rather like to think I'm an equal opportunity type of person. Patron saint of sluts, if you will.
K: I suppose you have an altar for your worshippers
A: Why, have I converted you?
K: Your oration needs work
A: Pardon?
K: Convince me of the message you're spreading
A: Darling, I thought you'd never ask
K: Am I supposed to pray to you?
A: I don't mind you on your knees
K: (sighs) And you were doing so well before reverting to cliches
A: You can blame hozier
K: No, I blame you
A: There's no room for slut shaming here, Kate
K: But there’s room for idolatry
A: No, but I have a few holy relics
K: Anthony, those are anal beads
A: Really? I thought it was a rosary
K: You're not even catholic
A: Doesn't mean I can't tell you to absolve your sins by saying ten hail marys
K: Why do I love you?
A: Because I'm a saint
K: A slutty saint
A: A slutty saint who’s about to go down on you
K: Oh god
A: I don't want to hear about that fucker, you worship me now
K: Are you really policing my dirty talk?
A: Calling out to false deities is sacrilege, Kate. The only name I want to hear out of your mouth is mine
K: I thought you'd want to be a god. A sex god
A: Now who’s reverting to cliches?
K: Will you get on with it? I thought you were the patron saint of sluts, not the patron saint of foreplay
A: Impatient
K: Yes
A: Blasphemous
K: Fuck, Anthony
A: There’s my girl. Say a prayer for me, darling, and I'll give you a reward
K: Anthony, who art in my bed, fuck me be thy name
thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on sex as it is in subspace
deliver me thy daily fuck.
Anthony I can't, I can't, oh fuck
A: You were doing so well
K: How much more worship do you need?! Shut up and fuck me
A: Do you deserve it?
K: Yes, I deserve it, I deserve it so much
A: Ask and you shall receive
K: I better be receiving divine revelation from your cock—
A: Better?
K: MOVE
-later-
K: Too much work
A: But you liked the results. Passed out in my arms like I promised like a good girl
K: Still too much work. I didn't realize you'd demand so much participation
A: We’ll reserve it for holy days
K: Slutty days
A: Every day is a slutty day
K: Point
A: 10 out of 10
K: You think all your performances are 10 out of 10
A: I'm sorry, who passed out in whose arms just now?
K: Fine
A: Moving on, St. Andrew's cross
K: Don't say it—
A: St. Anthony’s cross
K: Impossible. You are impossible
A: Mm, and you love me for it
K: Fine. 9.5 out of 10. Still too much work on my part
A: 9.8
K: Deal
A: That puts me 4.3 points ahead of you
K: You fall apart when I pull your hair and suck your cock
A: Speaking of, I think you should demonstrate your gratitude
K: Sore winner
A: And this time, I want to come on your face
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NICE TRY ASS - HOLE 😝😈🎲🕜 ... I'M HIS TERMINATOR NOT YOURS ... THIS IS LIKE YOU BASICALLY COMING TO ME AND SAYING HEY ... I'LL GIVE YOU EVERYTHING YOU WANT... IF YOU JUST STEP OUT OF THE WAY ... THIS IS LIKE SAYING DO YOU WANT TO GO TO HOLLYWOOD ... YOU TRIED USING HARLEY AS BAIT AS SHE DOESN'T LIKE THE CROWDS ... AS WE CAN JUST SLIP AWAY JUST HER AND I INTO THE NIGHT ... EAR WILL ( I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU FUCKED UP THERE 😡) I KNOW NOW ... YOUR WILL WOULD BE FOR ME TO JUST WALK AWAY SO YOU CAN CONTINUE TO TAKE OVER EVERYTHING... YOU'RE WILLING TO GIVE ME MONEY TO WALK AWAY AND NOT BE IN YOUR WAY ... YOU'RE BASICALLY COMING TO ME LIKE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AND SAYING HEY YOU CAN BE A MOVIE STAR YOU CAN BE A MUSIC STAR ... I'LL GIVE YOU FORTUNE 🥠 ... I'LL GIVE YOU WHATEVER YOU WANT YOU AND HARLEY CAN JUST TAKE OFF IN THE WORLD ... YOUR PLOT BEHIND IT IS YOU SAYING LEAVE ME ALONE 😉 AND I'LL GIVE YOU WHAT YOU WANT ... LET THY GOD - FATHER'S KINGDOM COME ... I'M HIS TERMINATOR 😈🥷🌊 ... NICE TRY THOUGH 🃏 ... ONLY BECAUSE I HAVE ALL THE PRESIDENTS IN A KNOT IS THE ONLY REASON YOU'RE COMING TO ME TO GIVE ME WHATEVER I WANT ... IN THE DARK YOU'RE TELLING ME TO STAY OUT OF YOUR WAY ... YOU'RE BASICALLY SAYING I'LL GIVE YOU ALL THE MONEY YOU WANT JUST LET THEM FREE ... NOT GOING TO HAPPEN BUDDY 🖕😈🥷💫 ... I GOT ALL THE CROOKED MOTHER - FUCKERZ IN A KNOT ... THE CHINESE PRESIDENT THE UKRAINIAN PRESIDENT BOTH US PRESIDENTS ... YOU BASICALLY WANT ME TO SIGN MY LIFE TO YOU ... THIS WAS YOUR CLEVER WAY OF ME GIVING MY SOUL TO YOU FOR FORTUNE ... TO JUST WALK AWAY AND FREE THEM UP ... I DON'T JUST HAVE THEM IN A KNOT ... I HAVE ALL THE CROOKED PRESIDENTS IN MY HANDS AND FUCK NOOO ... I'M NOT GOING TO WALK AWAY FOR JUST FORTUNE ... I'M NOT DOING THIS JUST FOR FORTUNE ... I'M DOING THIS FOR THE GOD - FATHER'S WILL TO BE DONE 🫡😉🃏🎇🎇🤣🤣 ... SO NO >>> I WILL NOT DO WHAT EVERY HOLLYWOOD ACTOR AND MOVIE STAR DID TO GET THERE ON WRONG TERMS ... I WILL NOT DO WHAT THE PRESIDENTS DID TO GET POWER ... I WILL NOT DO WHAT THE CORPORATIONS DID TO GET RICH ... I WILL NOT DO WHAT THE ELITES DID THE FIRST TIME THEY WANTED TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD ... WE DO NOT HAVE AN AGREEMENT 🖕😈 ... THOSE FUCKERZ ARE MINE ... THAT WAS NOT HARLEY ... THAT WAS YOU COMING TO ME DISGUISED AS HARLEY ... AS YOU ARE TRYING TO PLOT THAT IN MY MIND AS BEING HARLEY ... I ALSO FELT IN THE BACK OF MY MIND THAT YOU JUST WANT ME OUT OF YOUR WAY 😝 DUMBASS !!!
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and so the Righteous Man knelt;
pairing: dean winchester/castiel
tags: spn 15x18 kinda-coda, angst, major character death, flash fic, 700wc
(read on ao3)
Our Father, who art fucking around Somewhere, You know ain’t the praying type, but I don’t know what to do without him.
and so the Righteous Man knelt;
Our Father, who art fucking around Somewhere, You know ain’t the praying type, but I don’t know what to do without him. It’s been an hour and a half and I don’t think I’m getting up off of this floor, ‘cause he loves me. I never even got to say it back. Did You write my heartbreak, too?
Hallowed be thy name when he calls for You, even when You didn’t think to answer back, and that’s years, man, I watched him. I saw the fall. I’d say sorry for planting the seeds of doubt in Your good soldier’s heart but that was Your work as much as it was mine. You never even picked up the phone.
Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done, on Earth as it is in Heaven. Does that please You? Is that sufficient? That my mama died flaming on burning plaster over my dad, and You wrote the pages to that book, was it enough? My baby tells me he loves me and has to leave, did You need more, still? Why would Thy Will need all this bleeding? Why would Thy Will mean the first of the sins was love? That all we’d ever do was get it wrong? I’m no saint, I know my day will come, and You’ve no room for me upstairs, I won’t fight that, but I love him, and I haven’t let him know yet.
Would You give us this day, and the day after that? Just a fraction of a fraction of a moment of his time, I’ll make him sandcastles and breakfast, and apologise some more. I don’t beg, You know that, You wrote that into my wirings. You know I’m telling the truth, but just give him back to me, I’ll not bite the hand that I eat from. I don’t trust myself to be deserving but for him You know I’d try. Just a day. For a day with my baby I’d penance with my life. Pay another forty years in the pit You heated, for the forty years I did it all wrong. Your measure of a lifetime in sulfur and sores for the one I'm living now, I haven't got much left anyway. I’ll make churches with my bare hands, if You bring him back, I would swim the deep, dig the grave back open, fit back into the box. Say You are love. Say You loved the world so much You gave Your only son. Say I'm desperate. Say I love him so much I don't even have to be here for it if it meant he'd wake in his bed and hold his son, I’m praying, man, can You hear? Can't You give him the chance I'm not gettin'? I can’t be all grief and handprints and running.
Do You take deals, God? I’ll put the drink down, I’ll stop the lies, give back our daily bread, our tender meat, the next headless corpse or frightful spirit, another go at my soul. Bring my sweetheart back.
And forgive us our trespasses, I promise not to make any more, do You hear me? It means You’ve won, it means I’m Cain, means I’m crawling on the dirt, I’m the murder. Means I'm whatever you need me to be. Means I’m scared. Means I’m afraid that if I were to lift my stone-wielding hand and ask my little brother to close his eyes, he would understand and turn his back to me. He knows I'm asking for my love back. He’d forgive me for this, just as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil,
or at least deliver him to me. Or me to him. Or someone good to somebody who don't deserve 'em but loves 'em like nothing You've ever written in Your good Book. If You opened the door I would ask to be folded into the Empty just as he. I don't suppose I'm asking for too much. Heaven is a peace I'm not getting but long already made. If You can't lead him back to the phonebooth, can You at least let me slip into the dark?
Amen.
#helloooooooo#guess who's back#back again#ik i said in my last post i'd discuss my rewatch but i've been so busy#so instead i'll try to write at least 300 words a day for an indefinite period of time#or at least until i get the groove of writing back! it's been a looooong long time#destiel#deancas#supernatural#supernatural fic#destiel fanfic#destiel fic#deancas fic#deancas fanfic
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Vogel und Jäger
Summary: You accidentally witness a murder, but the murderer takes pity on you.
Pairing: Zeke Jaeger x Fem!Reader (mafia AU)
Warnings & Content: murder, language, angst
Word Count: 1.7 k
A/N: i've been dying for a mafia au with zeke so here's part one of the series Vogel und Jäger. i have two more chapters drafted, and i'll try to post for this series weekly so i can write some moooore for it.
Bang!
The blood-curling sound was familiar to your ears. A gunshot — followed by the gurgling of a man.
Bang!
Another shot and the gurgling stopped. Panic settled in your heart, making you jump back and knock the metallic bin which served as a shield against the perpetrators.
Shit.
Footsteps drew closer and you began to pray. Running was futile. Running was always futile. Your throat was dry, your mascara was smeared all over your cheeks from all the tears, lips chapped and bleeding.
Our Father, who art in Heaven...
The cold muzzle of the gun pressed onto your forehead and you shivered, breath hitching, eyes glued to the wet pavement.
Hollowed be thy name...
The Mafia never spared any witnesses, you knew that all too well, even if you happened to be in the wrong place, at the wrong time.
Thy Kingdom come...
"Hey, boss, we got a girl."
"Kill her."
"No, please!" You threw yourself at the feet and mercy of the armed man. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! Please, I'm only nineteen!" Through the sobs, your voice was still melodious, syrupy. So sweet that the boss stopped in his tracks.
Thy will be done...
Another pair of footsteps approached, tentatively, not as eager as the first person. You still haven't looked up, too scared to even blink, to even breathe.
On earth, as it is in Heaven...
"Hand me the gun, Yelena."
"As you wish, boss."
You felt someone crouch down next to you, someone dressed in expensive clothing, by the look of the trousers and polished shoes.
Give us this day our daily bread...
"You've got a very pretty voice." He lifted your chin up with the barrel of the gun, chills running down your spine.
"T-thank y-you..."
"Can you sing, little bird?"
"Y-yes."
And forgive us our trespasses...
Finally, you looked at the perpetrator — spellbinding grey eyes, platinum blonde hair slicked back and a matching goatee. His gaze was either boring or pitiful.
"Lucky you, we're hiring."
As we forgive those who trespass against us...
Anxiety coiled in your stomach, words caught up in your throat. You were still praying, unaware if this was all a sadistic joke or a miracle.
And lead us not into temptation...
Dark lashes fluttered, more tears streaming down your beautiful face as the gears in your head turned in a desperate attempt to understand what was happening.
But deliver us from evil...
"Hiring?" Your voice went up an octave when you saw the small stag pinned to the man's chest. The Jaeger family — the most feared mafia family in Paradis City.
For thine is the kingdom...
"A pretty voice like yours shouldn't go to waste." He got up and offered you his hand.
And the power, and the glory...
Reluctantly, you took it, helping yourself up and chewing your lower lip.
For ever and ever...
"T-thank you!" You told him, slender fingers squeezing his hand tightly. "I owe you m-my life."
Amen.
"Correct. Your life, your soul, your eyes and ears." He walked you to a car and opened the door for you. "Yelena, take us to the club. We've got business to discuss with my little brother."
•°.•°.•°.•°
Your eyes wandered all over the soundproof office, situated one floor above and opposite the stage. Every inch of the bar, the seating areas, everything was visible from that room. You tapped a finger on the wide window, eyes narrowed at the idea that it might, in fact, be bulletproof. These men were not playing, and you were now their property. The door opened and you jolted at the sound of music filling the office as your saviour walked in with two other people.
"This is my younger brother, Eren. You already know Yelena. I assume you know my name."
You nodded.
"Zeke Jaeger."
"Good girl." Zeke was pleased with your answer as he poured himself a glass of bourbon.
"I thought we didn't spare any witnesses." Eren shot you a look that made you regret being alive.
"Settle down, little brother. Tell us your name."
"Y/N, sir. Y/N Y/L/N." You swallowed, fingers fiddling with the hem of your blouse in an attempt to calm your nerves.
"You see, Eren, Y/N can sing." Zeke opened a drawer and pulled a gun out. More guns, more panic. Your eyes widened and your plump lips quivered when he aimed the gun at you with one hand, glass of alcohol in the other. "Sing or I paint the walls with your brains."
Your legs almost gave in at the threat — you knew it wasn't an empty one, and with all the courage you could muster, you closed your eyes and sang the first song that came to your mind, fucking Kiss from a Rose.
Your voice seemed to coat the people with honey, all three of them somewhat relaxing at the sweet sounds coming from your vocal cords.
"See, I told you she can sing." Zeke put the gun back in the drawer and closed it, swirling the bourbon in his glass before finishing it.
"Where do you live?" Eren crossed his arms, still suspicious of you.
"Historia's." You told him, eyes drifting to the ugly fur rug on the floor.
"The orphanage?"
"Yes."
"But you said you're nineteen." Zeke intervened, a brow quirked at you.
"I am. I try to help as much as possible in exchange for a bed and a roof over my head." You explained, eyeing the white couch that looked so incredibly comfortable.
"Just sit down already." Eren scoffed and you rushed to the furniture, mumbling thank you’s over and over.
"And why were you on that street tonight?" Yelena spoke for the first time since you came to the club. You looked at her and she seemed just as suspicious about you as Eren.
"I... the man you k-killed... he was... I'm-"
"A prostitute." Zeke nonchalantly interrupted you.
It was true. People like you, orphans, didn't have the privilege of being properly educated and finding well-paid jobs. Paradis was a jungle, and you did everything you could to survive. Everything.
"Well on the bright side you don't have to do that anymore." Zeke shrugged as he sunk deeper in his chair, feet on the desk, but you sensed he wasn't entirely honest. "You do have a beautiful voice, and our last girl had some... business to attend to, so you'll be taking her place."
"Is this why you called me here?" Eren sighed, leg impatiently shaking.
"Don't be stupid, of course not. I need Armin to prepare this month's tax reports and I need you to keep an eye on the police. They're sticking their nose in our business again, and I want them out of it. You two can go. Y/N, you stay." Zeke waved his hand and Eren and Yelena left, music briefly filling the office again.
You twiddled with the cushion in your lap, waiting for your new boss to say something. Being in that room was nerve-wracking, and you felt the air grow thick. Eventually Zeke took off his glasses, fingers rubbing the bridge of his nose as he sighed.
"Sir?" You dared, voice feeble and frail.
"What?" He clicked his tongue and you instantly regretted speaking.
"Sir, I'm not educated, but I've been on the streets long enough to know that every man or woman has a purpose..." You placed the cushion back. "...and a price. What's my purpose? I doubt it's only to sing."
Zeke nodded, fingers tracing the wooden desk.
"You're right, it isn't just to sing. It's to distract."
"Distract who? And from what?"
"You're asking an awful lot of questions for someone who's just witnessed a murder. You best not go to the police." He narrowed his eyes, piercing your soul. You sighed and walked to the desk, taking a seat opposite Zeke.
"It's not... my first murder." You confessed to him.
"Oh? My dear, you're full of surprises. Pray, tell. Drink?"
"Yes please." You answered, throat dry as a desert. "I can't go to the police. And even if I could, I wouldn't." The drink earned a disgusted look from you, but it was better than nothing. "Two years ago, I ended someone's life. He deserved it, he broke into Miss Historia's orphanage and tried to... to..."
"I understand." Zeke stopped you. "And if you go to the police, they'd do a background check on you." He continued, satisfied that he had a leverage in case you decided to turn against him.
"Exactly. And Historia helped me so much, I wouldn't want to put her in danger. So, I'm asking again, distract who from what?"
Zeke walked to the window, telling you to follow him. He pointed at two men, a tall blond one, and a short brunette one.
"See those two? They're policemen. They work for us, but we suspect they're double agents." He explained before pointing at three other men. "Those we suspect of being Marleyan mobsters. You see, Y/N, we have a lot of enemies. And we must keep our guard up every second of our lives."
You nodded, perfectly understanding Zeke's words. Paradis was a chess board and only the filthy rich played — the rest of you were pawns.
"Sir, you spared my life, and I know I can't ask for anything in return. But please, please don't drag Miss Historia into this. The children there did nothing wrong." Tears pooled at your eyes, rolling down your cheeks and you wiped them with the back of your hand. "I swear my loyalty to you."
"For someone uneducated, you're extremely clever." Zeke's voice was serious. You half-smiled at the compliment, but you knew the mess you got yourself into cut your lifespan severely. "Can you shoot?"
"No, sir."
"It's alright, Mikasa will teach you. Sleep on the couch tonight, I'll have Yelena bring you a blanket. Tomorrow you'll swear an oath in front of the family. And if you want to protect Historia, you'll move out of the orphanage."
You nodded. You understood that mingling with the mafia endangered everyone you loved, but you couldn't stop yourself from crying the entire night. Historia was but a few months older than you, yet she gladly took you in when she invested in that orphanage. Now you had to leave everything behind for her safety — and yours.
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JIKOOK:DON'T ASK ME TO STOP LOVING YOU. I WON'T- Jikook Shading eachother pt3
Disclaimer:
Everything expressed in her is my opinion. It is not intended to be malicious or disrespectful to any of the parties here in mentioned. Please don't be weird.
Jeon Jungkook is in love with Park Jimin. Period. If you have doubts, take my word for it. That man heard a bell ring and he's been following that jingle sound till thy kingdom come. Bless him.
No, I am not off track. We are still on the Jikook breakup/fights 2020 train and it's express. Beep beeeeep! Sorry.
Jk loves Jimin and it is the cause of all his woes- with Jimin as well as with the other bandmates. His problem is he loves that man- too much.
Yes, the 2019 November-December tensions with his bandmates was all because he keeps blurring the lines between his relationship and his career. He is lucky, both of them are lucky that they found eachother in a space like this where they have the opportunity to love and still have it all. Trust me, it's rare.
Except JK didn't join BTS to pursue a career. Bless him. He went there to harvest him some sweet love. Lol. Jokes aside, Jk when he started out had no goals, no ambitions whatsoever. He was young. He was just following the path set out for him by his parents perhaps, his teachers- and also he thought Namjoon's thighs were hella delicious. Lol
He has had to grow to love and appreciate his craft and career just as he's said in the recent Japan comeback interviews. He even almost quit singing to go be a dancer and all it took was Jimin telling him he had an amazing voice for him to stay- the power of park Jimin!
That's how young and naive he was when he began his career path. Let's get a bit deep and psychoanalyze him real quick. He made an entire life decision to join a boyband for seven years not because he loved to sing and dance but because he admired the zeal od RM?
Then when layer he was exposed to dance, and had to make an equally important life decision, he allowed another bandmate(Jimin) to make that decision for him. This should tell you the state of his mind as at the time. He was young and impressionable with no aspirations of his own.
Even as of 2019, he said he had no idea what he was going to do with his life after BTS had the band disbanded in 2018. That's a lot of experience span to not know what he wants to do with his life.
Now I don't mean to say he is immature but we all know the members especially Jimin have pointed out time and again that JK is in fact immature or can be.....
He seems to me as the type who still have a lot to figure out and per his recent interviews where he's talked about taking time to himself to work on himself and his hobbies etc. I have a feeling 2020 has been a period of awakening for him. A period where he is self actualizing a lot and I'm happy for him.
But it is what is causing this age of enlightenment in his life that has me curious.
Moving on, this young, naive, impressionable JK as he was in the early days of BTS started developed feelings for his hyung. Do you see the problem? I'll wait....
These feelings, I assume, began as pure admiration and fondness of Jimin. Jimin was this talented and hardworking, spontaneous, energetic hyung and JK with an impressionable mind as his was was bedazzled by him.
Soon these feelings would morph into what could be seen as an obsession, infatuation and then finally love.
The way I see it, loving Jimin gave him purpose for the first time in his young life. He may not have known much about his life goals and ambitions but he knew being with Jimin gave him a solid ground to stand on, a new sense of direction, certainty and purpose.
He got to share in Jimin's passions, share his with him, dance together, sing, practice, rehearse, make him the subject of his photography, the subject of his attention, care for him, be cared for by him- something he hadn't had the chance to experience from home before he was yanked away into idol life.
Growing up, we all experience that moment where we imprint on friends and relatives. My uncle was my mentor as well as my elder brother too. I admired them so much I sometimes confused that with romantic love till I got socialized properly.
Jk's socialization was.... He....
-Jk may be an introvert but he thrives and shines best when he partners up or is in a group like BTS or his friends group etc and Jimin i feel was the ideal partner for him; his queerness, his adventurousness, pushing JK's boundaries, challenging his beliefs, showing him how to have a good time- ok I really want this Jimin back! Like right now!
Jimin left an impression on JK's young mind. He imprinted on him. And for the longest time, we've seen the way he stares at Jimin.JK really loves Jimin.
So what's the problem?? Loving JM is consuming his mind y'all. It's all he thinks off. All he cares of. He seems super hyper focused on Jimin so much so that it is affecting the dynamics of their group.
His jealousy,possessiveness- He knows he has to keep his relationship a secret for the sake of the group because it is their secret too and yet he just can't help himself.
I feel RM and the others complain a lot about how he let's his jealousy get the best of him. Like how he almost exposed JM as his boyfriend on several occasions verbally( see previous post for further details)
Like how him getting jealous and possessive gives them away more often. I mean JM is bad at hiding it too but let's be honest JK isn't winning any awards with that bad acting. *sigh. He is hopeless.
But yes this is what led to the MMA standoff with RM. It is also the reason for the tensions between Jikook during Jin's birthday VLive (JM asked him to keep his distance because the members had tried to separate them earlier and so JM was just being salty af during this period. It had nothing to do with JK but the others. See Golden Disc and you'll understand)
This also led to their subsequent break up( which you will notice during the comeback interviews and promotions periods- I don't know about you but they were giving off two exes tryna to keep it happy for the cameras during that period but failed cos their interaction were just....)
PS: there are a lot of moments I want to point out but don't know where to begin cos there are a lot.
The blackswan behind scenes moments( JM asking JK if he he wanted to be in a subunit with someone else, JM making JK jealous during the interviews, JK using Tae to make JM jealous the next day, JK holding JMs hands not wanting to let go- he was missing his ex. Lol it's what you do when you have to be friends with that ex you still love and won't hesitate to touch them given the slightest opportunity and once you do you don'twanna let go)
Just look at that whole On comeback promotion moments. You'll understand what I mean.
Also the Run episode moments- you know the one JK almost beat Suga up with the frying pan- JM for this phase seemed to be to be trying to get back together with JK. Dude was clingy as fuck! And for once he was on his best behaviour, trying his hardest not to make JK jealous. I mean the Run behind scenes moment where JM was helping Tae clean off food residue on his mouth but stopped immediately when JK lifted his head. *insert skull head emoji. Lol
To say JM was a bit clingy during this getting back together phase would be an understatement. Remember his clingy moments during Suga's birthday Vlive 2020? And during Festa too? He was trying to get JK's attention and also impress him throughout.
Around this breakup moment too was when he was spending a lot of time with Tae playing video games with Army, posting their selfies at 4 AM and what not. It is also the same period he posted a picture of himself with his dogs on Twitter and said he was trying to spend time with loved ones- if that wasn't shade to JK!
They couldn't post 13th May because of these issues they were having. Not that JM didn't try though. He posted on the 1st, JK should have followed with 3rd but did was busy pouting somewhere. JM still gave us a 5/8=13 selca though so yaay!
What I'm trying to say is, their fight has been about JK not wanting to be separated from JM and JM asking JK to cool it off for a while to not cause trouble with the members and the company.
To which Jk responds with:
1. Interrupting JM's call with Jin during his VLive to ask him on a date and say I love you to him. Dude is a rebel, I don't know what you want me to say. He is not gonna cool it just because it makes the other worried he is exposing them too much.
Jk interrupting JMs live I feel got Jikook in trouble because after that Vlive JM never did a solo live on VLive again to this day. His subsequent lives have all been on YouTube.
I have a feeling he was penalized because that VLive exposed them. And no, I'm not being delusional. Jikook were both banned from doing a VLive together alone following their New Jersey VLIVE in 2019 when they- I don't even know how to describe what they did in that live!
And to make it less obvious, I think BigHit decided the others should stop doing solo Vlives on VLive altogether because now they all do their solo lives on YouTube as well and if they have to do a Vlive it is heavily monitored by BigHit staff or its radio and not done in their rooms too.
So I think Jimin got pissed at JK for doing that and getting them in trouble again. I mean if you heard him sigh during the new Jersey VLive you would know how frustrated JK makes him. He loves him too but.... Jk can be a bit too much ya know?!
Anyhoo, so I believe JM called for some space and told JK to take up interests in other things beside him and I don't know how JK took it but he responded with this:
Posting the cover of the song Not Never. Which was him basically saying for as long as he lives he will not never think about JM. As in he is never not ever keeping away from JM. We might have to pry Jimin from his cold hands! *sigh
Which leads to the radio Vlives moments,
Something Jimin said during his interview with suga caught my attention. He said it was nice that they get to speak with Armies at least like this. I believe all these were putting a lot of stress on Jimin as he has decided to take a break off social media prior to him saying so on this interview. But the wording of that statement also made be believe some thing or someone was preventing him from talking to Armies in the usual manner.
Earlier with RM he had said how he would go crazy if they weren't allowed to do certain things he was used to doing on stage as well. So that also raised a flag to me.
I had a feeling Suga had invited JM on that Radio live to address his 'issues'- including his issues with JK. Jikook have a subtle way of communicating with each other and somehow social media has a huge part in that. They not the only ones, Beyonce and JayZ also addressed their relationship issues through their music, going back and forth yet they lived together. I DONT UNDERSTAND THESE CELEBRITIES!!!
Sorry for the rant. Anyway I had a feeling JK was listening to the radio interview too.
Suga asked JM why he didn't come to his music video set to support him- which I believe he was referring to his Daechwita shoot. JM didn't go because, take a guess...
JK was there too. Lol. He had gone with Jin and even ended up filming a part in the music video. My guess is Jk thought Jimin was gonna be there because he always go to Support Suga and the others in times like that.
So Jimin responds with 'were you expecting me? .... I didn't come because I want you to want me more.' Now that's an absolutely random response don't you think? He couldhave said something logical like he had to record at a studio or something- unless he wasn't talking about Suga but was sending that message to someone else who was listening in. A certain man with a JM tatto ring on his ring finger perhaps??
JM from this response revealed he intentionally missed that shoot. He knew JK would be there and he wanted him to ask where JM was at it he wasn't at the shoot. It's also interesting how during this period JK was spending a lot of time with Jin. When he interrupted JM's Vlive call he was with Jin. He went with Jin to Suga's MV and Jin posted a selca of him and shirtless Jk dieimh this period too while JM was mostly seen with Tae. What does this remind you of??
MANILA. same thing happened when they had that Manila fight. Jin was with JM and we all know who was siding with JK!
Why would JM say he wants to be enacted more? Easy- He a slytherin and a Libra and those two mixed together is sinister. Kidding.
I believe JK intentionally took a step back from JM, to give him the space he wanted and it had JM feeling someway about it. Probably had him feeling JK didn't want him as much anymore. Dude is insecure we been known. He a Libra and a slytherin what y'all expect?
So I'm guessing JM put up the classic textbook attitude towards JK which had JK all confused because he had no idea what their issues were anymore or why his boyfriend was spending his nights at Tae. You want space, you got it. Why you mad?
So JK reaches out to Suga for help. because the intention was fix his relationship not have it plummet. Dude is in love with this man and will do whatever it takes to keep his relationship. *Sigh
Suga comes through for him with the interview. And I think JK put two and two together- literally. He comes up with still with you a few days after JM's interview and does a radio interview with Suga as well.
Now the focus of this interview was his "apology to Armies for his scandal.' But funny, cos his scandal happened a month before the interview. Suga radio had been ongoing after the scandal and yet this man didn't think once to come on it and apologize to Armies about an incident that BigHit had already addressed until JMs interview.
You don't talk about scandals. That's the protocol.
Let me also point out JK has had several scandals in the past of which he had never addressed in a Vlive let alone apologize in that way. Not saying he wouldn't, he hasn't. They themselves don't address scandals unofficially, that's the protocol and he knows it.
If they were allowed to think Armies would be more interested in him addressing the Tatoo gurl scandal not his Friday night happy hours with his friends. That apology was for Jimin not armies.
Also, he pointed out how still with you was written when he was alone in the dark thinking by himself. That sounds to me like something you do when you've had a fight with your boyfriend/girlfriend and they've packed their things and left your shared apartment.
Interestingly, Jk mentioned during Festa the rain fight. Still with you literally has rain drops sounds in the beginning of the song and also on the cover on sound cloud. Seems to me that whatever happened that night had JK reminiscing about times he'd fought with JM- the rain fight. Which is what inspired still with you (I will do a full analysis of that song and others soon here on my blog'
Yea, so he apologized to JM for their fight I guess and said he loves Army. *smirk.
And things started falling into place right after that. They started- Jikooking again. Jk called JM out on Weverse so they start their online flirting thingy- posting immediately after each other, 13, those kinda things
Things seemed good. Untill their Japan interviews when JK said spending time alone pursuing new hobbies was gold to him and JM saying maintaining his relationships with friends and family is good to him. Seems JK is still salty about JM wanting space. It will take sometime for him to get used to not being around JM 24/7. Know what I mean?
I don't think there was major tension there. Just two lovebirds shading eachother. *smirk I mean the passive aggressiveness of it all. Lol
I have a feeling JK will keep jabbing at JM with that because let's face it, he is the emo one in that relationship and most importantly he loves JM with all his being and wants to be with him always. A partner asking for space can feel like they are pushing you away or rejecting you. It triggers a lot of insecurities so I understand JK in that sense. They are both not wrong in my opinion. Space can be a good thing and hey at least JK got to read a whole book during this time! Who woulda thought!
And quiet honestly, if Jikook are real as I believe they are then these issues they are having pales in comparison to the hurdles that lie ahead of them for when they decide to come out or live as a forever couple.
I guess It is why JK put these lyrics in GCF Helsinki at JMs part:
Why do you spend your time leading the chorus,
When the war was just waiting before us?
As if you didn't know
I guess it's sums up what Jikook were dealing with during that period of you take into consideration the fact this was released end of December/ early 2020.
Jimin pays too much attention to what people thinks of their relationship as if he didn't know what he was getting himself into. ...
This has been a long one, chai! Sorry. I get carried away sometimes talking about Jikook. Lol.
So what is the state of their relationship? They good. I been told y'all JK is trying to bring back their old online filtering habits. He did it on Weverse when he posted about him reading and asking what JM was doing forcing JM to come out with a response.
He did the same yesterday when he posted a cover song after JM posted his selca on Twitter. They good. They more than good I believe. I will keep observing and will update y'all with my observations as and when.
Oh and I will be doing an analysis of his new cover may be later tonight. Until then its Jikook forever bishes! Gang, gang, gang,
I'M OUT!
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Gateway Drug | Part Fifty-Two
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"Ah!" I squeal with a small giggle laced through it, Nikki's lips pressing to my shoulder while he pulls out of me and his cum spills on the inside of my thighs that are wide open.
My leg's hooked over his hip as he lays behind me with his arm snaking around my waist, between my breasts, while his hand has a solid hold on my throat.
When he's done, he's pressing one last kiss to my cheek before rolling over on his back, reaching for something on his night table.
I shift to my back, staring up at the mirrored ceiling to see him holding something out to me.
I turn my head to look at him just as he's taking my hand and sliding my wedding ring back on, pressing a little kiss to my hand before grabbing at my jaw assertively, kissing me.
"Apology accepted." I say once he pulls away.
"Yeah, ditto." He chuckles, kissing me one last time before I'm giving out a content sigh and sitting up to go shower.
Once I get out, I dry off and wrap myself in a towel, brushing through my wet hair with my fingers as I step into our bedroom to get some lotion on and get dressed.
"Wait, wait." Nikki stops me as I squeeze lotion onto my hand and I look up at him and raise my brows, seeing him grab his camera from the drawer in the nightstand. "Okay, drop the towel and oil up nice: I'm gonna need something to keep me company while I'm in the studio for countless hours the next several weeks."
I roll my eyes and hold back a smile, throwing my towel at him and it hits him in the face.
"Woo!" He cheers, tossing the towel away and I cover my chest just as the flash goes off and I shake my head a little, ignoring him collecting the dispensed Polaroid as I start putting my moisturizer on.
When I'm finished, I'm pulling on sweat pants and hooking my bra, about to pull a tank top on.
"Hey, Viv?" Nikki asks me.
"Yeah, babe?"
"Is the Lord's prayer important?"
I furrow my brows, finding it odd that's he's asking.
"Well, it's the template Jesus gave Christians to use when praying so yes, it's very important." I reply and he nods a little.
"So...like...what is the prayer, exactly?"
I drop the tank-top in my hands, my eyes widen, and I look at him like he's lost his mind.
"Okay, who are you and what have you done with Nikki Sixx?"
"Ha, ha." He sarcastically lets out.
"No, seriously, either you're a clone, had a bad dose of drugs, or your body is officially done with and dying and God's jabbing at you to throw one last 'hail Mary' attempt at salvation before you croak."
"No, I just wanna know what I need to say when I pray to you." He replies with a smirk and I pretend to nearly trip and fall on the floor as if it's slippery.
"Woah, woah, woah, you gotta give me a warning before you say something so slick." I tell him, grinning and he pulls me onto him, laughing. "And to answer your question, it's 'Our Father which art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil: For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever. Amen'." I finish, deciding he wasn't even listening, but I have a weird feeling he's taking notes. "Seriously, though, why're you asking?" I add, my fingers fiddling with the various necklaces hanging around his neck.
A devious, childish, sneaky little tug of his lips his highlighting the "up to no good" look in his hazel eyes as his pointer finger traces the crucifix around my neck before meeting my gaze.
"Just curious."
Just a dumbass.
I finish dressing before stepping out to check the mail.
When I come back, I realize there's a handwritten note pinned to the door.
It's signed by our accountant and I roll my jaw.
It was $2,500.00 last May, which means he's been going through $5,000.00 a day.
"Uh, Nikki?!" I call coming into the house with the mail and the letter, going to our bedroom where he's plucking at his bass, waving the letter.
"Yeah?" He asks.
"Sixx 1 & 2,
Sixx 1 is still spending exponential amounts of money on heroin a day. I left a warning last May, and said Nikki will either be dead or the two of you will be completely broke by May this year. That still stands because the amount being spent has doubled since then. Slow down." I read it off. "Nikki, it was $2,500.00 last time so he's saying you're currently spending $5,000.00 a day on smack?!" I raise my voice. "How the hell can someone possibly do that much heroin--or any freaking drug--in one day?!"
"Viv--"
"--That's $1.6 million a year! Did we even make that much last year!" I scream.
"We? Vivian, you've never worked a day in your fucking life. There is no 'we made', it's what I made. And because I'm the one who made the money, I can do whatever the hell I want with it so just hop off."
"Nikki, baby, we have bills, and insurance didn't cover as much on my time in the hospital and follow-ups as we had hoped so we have to spend money on necessities and not..." I trail off, calming myself down, rubbing my forehead, trying not to start crying.
"Viv, I'll handle it." He tells me after a moment of quiet between us. "Alright?"
I rub my lips together, letting out a sigh as he holds his hand out to take the stack of bills from me.
I hand them over, not saying a word more, before leaving him to continue scraping up motivation to actually write something.
He wrote "Wild Side", which completely reworks and assaults the Lord's prayer...then the bastard listed me as a co-write because, "well you told me what the prayer was to begin with so technically you helped me write it."
When the conservatives went digging around once the album was released, they dragged me through the mud when they saw my name attached to a bastardized version of something sacred to christianity and I heard every degrading, yet passive, insult any holier-than-thou Bible-biddy could throw at me.
I stopped going to church for quite a while after that because I didn't even want to face the possibility of all those people smiling in my face while thinking, "she's not the really for God."
"Valentine's Day?" I ask Doc, raising my brows. "...Really?"
"Well, they wanna get a good feel of Nikki and you're obviously a part of his life, so they figured spending Valentine's Day with you two would be pretty interesting." He explains.
"I don't want anybody getting a good feel of Nikki's anything." I reply stubbornly, crossing my arms.
"Yeah, and Viv won't let me pull out the really special techniques while someone's in the house with us." Nikki adds. "And she only lets me do them on special occasions."
"Nobody's feeling anybody else, and you two sodomites can have all the fun you want once the interview is done with. It'll take four hours, tops." Doc says, looking at Nikki. "We're gonna have to start promoting the album."
This is the selling point.
Nikki sighs, rubbing his face, groaning.
"Fine." He gives up, looking at me. "We can entertain the nosy bastard for a few hours, I guess."
"I suppose." I roll my eyes.
"Thank you." Doc let's out with relief.
"Was that it?" I ask him, glancing around his office.
"Oh, yeah." He nods.
"We drove down here just for you to tell us something you could have easily called and told us over the phone?" Nikki asks next.
"Yeah, 'cause I wanted to see how you look and sure enough you look like shit." Doc states and Nikki rolls his eyes. "Which reminds me, clean up your house and make yourself seem like you're not on drugs. K?" Doc gives us a parting word of advice as we stand up to leave.
"Yeah, yeah, got it." Nikki waves him off, leaving in front of me.
"Viv." Doc says to me and I nod reassuringly.
"I'll make sure he keeps it together for the interview."
"Thank you, you two be careful on the way home."
"We will, bye." I shut the door and follow Nikki out to his Jeep.
"I really don't feel like dealing with the press." He grumbles, looking at me now with his sunglasses on and I give him a small smile.
"Maybe it won't be that bad."
"I don't like people I don't fuck with in my house. It's my house. My space. It isn't a fucking amusement park that's open for review." He cranks the car and I put my seat belt on.
"Baby?"
"What?" He says a little harsh.
"It will be okay." I pat his fluffy hair. "K?"
He doesn't answer, actually pouting like a spoiled little boy.
When he ignores me, about to start driving, I raise a brow, unbuckle, and my fingers slowly fumble with the button on his jeans as his pout falters and his smirk replaces it, followed by the sound of a content, groan-filled sigh, and the back of his head hitting the back of his seat when I get my mouth around his prick.
Once we get home I'm wiping the remains of slobber and cum from my lips and he's struggling to keep his legs from collapsing.
"Are you okay?" I ask him smugly when his leg shakes a little bit as he unlocks the front door.
"Watch it, Sixx." He warns as he points at me, his hand popping me on the ass when I walk in front of him to go inside, and I let out a small shriek, following it with a laugh.
My laughter abruptly stops when I see Vanity watching T.V.
She actually seems sober enough, but she looks like she just came off of a bender.
Nikki and I look at each other.
"Oh, there you are. Nikki wasn't answering the phone and I wanted to see him." She tells us, her eyes glued him, and he sighs.
"Well, I'm here. What do you want?" He asks her in a snap, taking his jacket off.
"Nikki, quit being rude." I tell him quietly.
"Showing up to people's houses uninvited is rude." He replies, glaring at her.
"Not when I gave her the code to the gate and a key." I state.
His eyes bug for a second and he's raising his brows at me.
"You what?"
"Tansy has the code and a key, Tommy, Vince and Mick have the code and a key. Izzy, Steven, Slash, Duff, Axl--"
"--That's different." He cuts me short.
"How? They're our friends and so is she." I point out.
"If I'm not welcome I can just go." She says, grabbing her coat.
"Bye." Nikki says just as I say, "no, it's okay."
He and I give each other dirty looks.
"I was actually about to start cooking dinner and invite some friends over so feel free to stay, please." I offer to her. "Nikki, I need your help in the kitchen."
He follows me and I yank on the ends of his hair once we're alone, scolding him.
"Will you stop being a jackass to her?!" I whisper-yell.
"Can you stop being so fucking nice to people? It's stupid."
"Oh, God forbid Nikki Sixx be married to someone who's not a complete bitch." I roll my eyes, grabbing a few pans from our cabinet and he let's out a heavy breath.
"She's fucking crazy, Vivian." He argues and I turn to face him.
"You say the same thing about me any time I piss you off. I really believe she's a good girl, Nikki. She just needs one, good, solid friend that isn't just friends with her to have someone to do drugs with." I explain.
"Oh, yeah, Viv, she's really good...at being a fucking slut."
I pop him in the side of the face and point my finger at him.
"You don't talk like that about Vince or Tommy or Robbin so why the hell talk like that about her?"
"Because she is one." He ignores me and I let out a breath. "Some of the dudes she's fucked are married." He adds.
"Tansy has slept with married men, is she a slut, too?" I ask him and he rolls his jaw. "What I thought."
"Viv, I really don't--"
"Okay, Nikki. Whatever you say." I interrupt him, grabbing some things from the fridge. "She's an awful person, got it. Can you please help me with this so I can clean up the house some?" I ask.
He hesitates for a second before opening the packet of chicken on the counter I pulled from the fridge.
"Thank you." I smile, kissing his cheek, before leaving him alone so I can get the house in nice shape.
To say Nikki projected shit onto Vanity would be an understatement. Her hands weren't clean, of course, but he would often externally put her down the way he internally put himself down for what the two of them were doing to me. It was moments like that, that I looked back on after finding everything out, and would want to hit myself.
He practically told me they were sleeping together without actually saying "hey, I'm screwing this woman that you think is your friend, and you're being too nice and naive to think we wouldn't do that to you."
"Tommy and Heather, Vince and Sharise, Tansy and Vanity, Duff, Slash, Steven, Izzy and Axl." I tell Mick how many people will be at dinner and I hear him let out a breath on the other end of the phone.
"I don't know, Viv." He tells me.
"Mick, c'mon, I haven't seen you very much the past year."
"I don't know..."
"Mick--"
"--Mick, get your ass over here so we can have a good time. We're gonna see you in the studio tomorrow, anyway, so just come celebrate the commencement of the start of the new album." Nikki says after he takes the phone from me.
Mick says something and Nikki grins.
"Alright, bye." He hangs up. "He's in." He tells me.
"Thank you for snatching the phone from me, dickhead." I say, half-joking.
"Okay, I am this close," he holds his pointer finger and thumb centimeters apart from each other. "to bending you over my knee and beating your ass."
"Promise?" I reply, grinning, and he tugs me closer to him, but just before our lips meet, Vanity is walking--more so bursting--into the kitchen.
"Nikki, when are we hanging out?" She asks him, nearly bouncing on the balls of her feet.
Nikki's hands dig into my hips as if he's channeling his frustration instead of being rude.
I know what "hangout" means, and I don't need him cracked out, especially not now with guests coming over soon.
"I don't think that's a good idea, Vanity." I explain to her as politely as I can.
"Why not?" She asks me.
"Just not aright now." Nikki tells her, actually more tolerant than he was earlier.
I don't know if I'm shocked because he's not being an ass to her, or because he's turning down the opportunity to go hit a crackpipe.
Vanity looks at me for a split second--a very short, nearly millisecond--as if I'm the fucking Devil, before it vanishes and she smiles at us.
"Okay, I'm gonna be in the bathroom freshening up." She tells us, walking in the direction of the guest bathroom, and I let out a breath when she's gone.
"You mean you don't wanna greet our guests naked, waving a gun, and accuse them of being the FBI before opening fire?" I ask him.
He just gives me an unamused look.
"I'm gonna go change before that 'ass beating' is administered." I suggest.
"Yeah, good idea."
I change, put on some makeup, and run my fingers through my hair to comb it out before stepping into the kitchen to help Nikki finish up.
I'm met with uncooked food.
"Uh...Nikki?!" I call, glancing at the clock to see it's 8:00pm.
People will be here any minute.
I go looking for him, smelling the familiarity of cocaine.
"Oh my God." I say to myself, opening the guest bedroom to see Nikki and Vanity crouched over their pipes with a mountain of blow out.
They look at me with wild eyes.
As if on cue, the doorbell rings.
"Please be someone sober. Please be someone sober." I repeat, shutting the door as I step to the door.
I open it to reveal Duff and the guys.
"I need help." I tell them, sounding panicked. "Nikki and Vanity's cracked out."
"Um, w-we were gonna ask you for help." Duff tells me.
"What, why?"
They move over and I see Tansy, shaking a little.
"Are you--"
Before I can finish, a familiar "BANG" is sounding through the house and is joined with a loud, ear-shattering shriek of glass breaking, and we hit the ground, Duff securing me under him before a second shot is fired, breaking more glass, causing Tansy to start screaming and crying from under Axl and Steven.
I thank God when Nikki doesn't shoot again, instead the sound of him scrambling to get to his closet, and the sound of Vanity's heels scampering along with him has me sighing with relief. I hear him slam our bedroom door, and Duff runs his thumbs under my eyes to wipe at tears that I had no idea were even coming out of me.
"Holy shit." Izzy mumbles.
"Are you okay?" Duff asks me and I nod as he helps me up.
"Tansy?" I ask her gently, she's got her hands over her ears, tears streaming down her face.
Axl carefully steps into the house as I continue to reassure Tansy.
"Uh, Viv?" Axl asks.
"I got it, Viv." Steven tells me, trying to calm Tansy down.
I follow Axl into the house, and I'm taken back by the sight of our entire ceiling in the living room shattered over our couches, the carpet, the coffee table, the T.V., it's a giant sheet of sparkling, sharp, shards of mirror.
It seems like forever just staring at the damage done to my house, and I'm unable to get words to come out of my mouth.
"Dude, is Tansy alright?" Tommy's voice sounds at the door and we snap around to see him.
I hear Heather and Sharise outside before Vince comes in behind Tommy, their brows raising at the sight of the mess.
"Hooollllyyyy..." the blonde singer drags out.
"You alright?" Axl asks me, and anger rolls through me, my teeth grinding together.
"Viv?" Tommy adds.
"Doc. Bob. Now." Is all I'm able to say.
"On it." Tommy doesn't waste a minute stepping through the glass to get to the phone in the living room while Axl tugs me back outside to avoid murdering Nikki.
That was the first straw that began the process of breaking the camel's back.
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i know this isnt my comics blog but 1) im too lazy to log into it and 2) this is my blog and also cantwell's iron man has pissed me off so much i just NEED to go on a rant about it
1) tony investing his """severance""" fund into the stock market cantwell are you fucking kidding. tony has a track record of donating stupid amount of money into any charitable thing he could see. his literal second appearance has him donating like. $800k to build a new hospital wing. his date teased him because he wanted to see the orphans at the hospital and idk make balloons for them or something. if anything he would've just told b.o.s.s to distribute the money evenly between highly-rated charities.
2) REDHEADS ARE NOT INTERCHANGABLE. PATSY =/= PEPPER =/= MARY JANE PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. also stop making them into his "mom"!!! he is entirely capable of taking care of his basic needs (now throwing himself into danger is another thing but that's not what im talking about) and yes i do blame the mcu for making people think he's an incapable man child
3) if he mentions his fucking ego one more time i'm gonna so ballistic OH MY GOD. this is the same guy who HATED seeing his own reflection in the mirror and whose entire early comics career was just him being "wow i am a piece of shit. i know i wasn't directly responsible for that bad thing happening and there was nothing i could have done to stop it, but i still didn't stop it so i fucking suck. i literally do not care if i die as long as i die helping others. i will refuse to tell people i'm iron man because i don't want to put others in danger and because i'm not doing this for the attention."
3) patsy telling tony "you don't know how it's like to constantly hear dark things in your own head"? ???? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ????? my man was diagnosed with manic depression and also read the point above
4) if he even BREATHES in the direction of a "tony relapses" plot given the "hints" he dropped last issue, i-- i-- AGH don't do it i don't trust cantwell to do this tastefully. i swear to god if i have to read "demon in a bottle 2: electric boogaloo" i'm gonna write a strongly-worded letter to him.
5) the fact that patsy keeps telling tony about his privilege like.... tony.... isn't...... already.... aware of this fact........ and his entire character.............. revolves............. around.......................... helping people.......... with his............ privilege........ because he's a HERO WOW NOVEL CONCEPT AM I RIGHT.
6) HOW do you manage to read "classic" iron man comics and come out making the most dudebro-y iterations of tony i have ever had the displeasure to read. "classic" iron man was all about him being *GASP* a good person, being emotionally vulnerable, sometimes being the one who needs saving (usually by rhodey, his knight in shining armor <3)
7) i will never get pre-mcu tony back :( :( :( :( :(
8) here are my favorite "classic" tony panels just because lol
also read iron man v. 3 #50 and iron man v. 4 #14 and iron man v. 1 #182 for Prime Feels.
ALSO HAVE MY FAVORITE TONY QUOTES
“You don’t always have to fight villains to save lives. That’s why I started the Maria Stark Foundation in memory of my mother. It may not be the branch of my company that gets the most public attention, but in my opinion, it’s where we do the most good.”
“Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done…” (ok i realize this one might be weird to people who aren't as familiar with tony, but this basically was during the civil war; tony is known for being an atheist + right before this he poured an entire bottle of whiskey down the drain and it just hurts ok it hurts me physically and yes i do have a headcanon about how maria was catholic so tony prays when he feels like he needs comfort because it reminds him of his mother but you did not ask for that!!!)
“Are you suggesting that I’m hallucinating?” (context: right after the civil war and steve's death, tony started having guilt-induced hallucinations regarding steve and others whose lives he couldn't save. he also started locking himself in his suit for days and blah blah punches a window and makes himself bleed and blah blah holy fuck this is depressing)
“Sound cliche, but I–I guess I always thought we’d grow old together. I figured, one day I’d hang up the armor, we’d change our names and run off somewhere. We’d just run off and be happy. It was a good dream, but it was a dream I had no business dreaming.” (i will never forgive marvel for killing rumiko i hope she haunts them forever. even busiek didn't like it.)
“And I swear, as the man, Tony Stark–As the Avenger fate chose to cast in the role of Iron Man–That I will live to avenge those whose lives have been lost through the ignorance of men like the man I once was–Or I will die trying!”
“Did you do your best, Anthony? And did your best only make things worse?” (hickman i have no idea what he hell you're doing with the x-men but i respected your tony so hard. come back.)
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