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yallemagne · 1 year
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Jonathan: “I will skin him alive and feed his bones to the wolves. I will rip him apart limb from limb and tear his fangs out one by one. He will wish I had been merciful enough to send him to Hell.”
Van Helsing: “... You will be staying in bed with Madam Mina today.”
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celestial-fang · 1 year
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Being a queer nsfw creator is lots of fun!! I get told to off myself by the alt-right neckbeards AND the puritanical karens that call me bad representation!! It’s like a threesome but less funny
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defectfile1wav · 2 years
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“The songs of the other side”
As the Overworld, the Nether have their own culture and believes, but sometimes the two cultures end up influencing each other, being one of the belief the “Corruption by eyes.”
The belief of the “evil” of an individual comes from their eyes, since they are the ones who interact with the “mortal world.”
While Eryn explains it literally (to the point of the idea to destroy the eyes to purify) it has a more philosophic meaning. 
Referring to the ones who only life or are forced to one point of view, are doom to “evil”, since they aren’t able to empathize with others causing conflicts or fights between families, love ones or communities. 
Being the phrase: “Eyes are corrupt by nature, they are evil, they only see the mortal world”
Translates to:
- Eyes are corrupt by nature, they are evil: We are born with a point of view, we only have our own experience to go on, and this experience may blind us to others. 
- They only see the mortal world: We can be very easily influenced by own experience and hurt others / We are individuals, communities, families... We are mortals, and we commit errors, and fail, and we get in conflicts. But it’s okay, since we aren’t perfect, and that’s fine. 
From here became the expression: “Clean your eyes.” As a “Get in my shoes.” 
But as we can see, Eryn and Tommy take it literally... They’re like nine, so it’s fine.
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It took me a hot minute to realize c!Eryn aesthetic is Techwear. (Aesthetic inspired by military, tactical, ninja and cyberpunk clothing) 
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Which makes him stand next Tommy “gremlin cottage core” Innit even more funny.
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They bully each other
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xx0yeet-everything0xx · 7 months
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random little jason grace hcs:
thumb rings. he wears thumb rings
huge physics nerd. like, he's not particularly good at it. but he loves it!
obviously transmasc aro
proficient in like every weapon, like every weapon. bow & arrow, battle-axe? yeah sure. but also, mace and chain, bagh nakh, gauntlets, deer horn knives, flails... fuck, he can even use a shotgun.
can run like really really fast. he's a runner. that being said he can also run really far. (like, roman soldiers walk up to 20 miles every day. with full armour. his endurance is fucking off-the-charts.)
most obscure music taste ever
very iffy about using his powers beyond the occasional electricity stuff, just because how much people in CJ would be terrified/rumour-y/plain weird about it.
loves drawing
actually a nerd in everything, not just physics.
has definitely bashed in someone's head with a shield at least once
huge fan of rollercoasters, hates horror movies
before fights he like to clean his glasses, for no reason at all.
people have told him countless times to not wear glasses during a fight because that won't end well if you're punched in the face but he keeps them on regardless. his reflexes are too good to get punched anyway 🤷
obsessed with barbie
no like. he and apollo do matching "i am Kenough" hoodies all the time
also besties with literally half of the gods across multiple pantheons
scribbles with pen on his hand all the time
chronic migraines guy
he goes feral in a fight then one second later he's like 🥺 'hey guys glad we got out of that one unscathed. y'all saved my ass'
he's never received any proper sort of love or affection (specifically during his younger years), so he deals with that by showering all of his friends with unlimited love <3
all the demigods and all the minor gods and some of the major ones too love him. hence he has a bloody huge, well-deserved protection squad
HE'S THE BIGGEST SWEETHEART EVER
he tore out krios's neck with his teeth and then smashed him to literal pulp with his own armour
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hinomoricest · 1 year
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i’m not censoring the username bc what the fuck
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captain-lessship · 7 months
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Hello ! Can I ask for a 2d x female reader who protects him from Murdoc? (Like he hits 2d all the time :( ..
A/n: beware of blood and yelling<3
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- You didn’t like Murdoc. It was simply impossible to enjoy the company of a man who hits your boyfriend and berates him.
- You try to keep 2D away from him as much as you can but the truth of the matter is that he is the singer in Murdoc’s band
-2D worries that you’ll see him as weak if he ever says anything about it but you only could see him as strong
-On the days when Murdoc is particularly mean, 2D will curl up on your lap and soft cry as you rub his back. These days really make you wanna hunt Murdoc down and drown him like a rat but 2D stops you.
-“Can’t have my girl going to jail.”
- It didn’t take Murdoc long to realize not to hit or yell at 2D in front of you. You have been known to snap at him and you get personal. (2D has hand to drag you out of the room)
-There are times that 2D has nightmare L’s about the more traumatic things Murdoc has done/ has let happen to 2D. You often just sit up with him as you listen and consul him.
-“I hate whales. They-They’re so whale-y! Why do they have to be so whale-y!” “I don’t know but it’s okay, it’s okay. I won’t let the whales get you, sweetheart.”
Then there was the only and only time you and Murdoc got into a fight. A fist fight.
A fresh outta jail Murdoc decides it was a good idea to try and insult 2Ds attempt at an album without him. Before 2D could stop you, you wheeled around and punched Murdoc in the face with the anger that had built up over the years. Murdoc hit the ground, clutching his face.
“Say shit like that again you green bastard and I will fuck you up!” You screeched at him as 2D grabbed you by your waist and Noodle tan to inspect the damage on Murdoc’s face.
He rose up off the floor, thick red liquid running from under his hand, an evil and surprised glare came from him. You were about to pop off again until 2D finally got a good enough grip to pull you away and out of the room.
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get-prompted · 5 months
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Prompt;
In a gritty, dark world, you are a Magical Girl! Time to bash heads in!
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inkblot22 · 1 year
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All This Over A Notebook II
You might notice that the warning font is bigger this time. I don't want anyone who doesn't want to read this to read it. I tried to do a gn reader, I hope I did okay.
TW because this is DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT. Noncon, choking, violence, vomit, captivity, cursing, biting, nudity, reader has hair, disassociation, cursing, violent language if you squint, Floyd and Jade because they freak me out and I'm sure I'm not the only one. All characters have been aged up 18+
Part One Here!
You were going to die tonight. That’s all you could think. Floyd hadn’t done anything but touch your shoulder, but in your mind's eye you imagined him gnawing on your bones.
He straightened his back and ruffled your hair, “Don’t act so scared.”
Being stuck in a room with Floyd was like being locked in a tiger’s cage. Sure, he might not eat you, but your life was still in danger. It would make sense that your split-second response was to rip away from Floyd’s touch so you could start pounding at the door again, screaming at Jade for locking you in here.
“You’re a fucking asshole, Jade!” You wailed, “This isn’t funny!”
“Shrimpy.” Floyd’s voice sent a horrible chill down your spine. It was perfectly calm, completely level compared to your loud screeching.
You couldn’t bear turning around. Not when you hadn’t heard him move, not when you could almost, just maybe hear Jade on the other side of the door. You tried the doorknob again in pure desperation, your breathing labored.
“Shrimpy, I already told you. You can leave when we’re done here.” Floyd said.
You turned around, anger overtaking your fear, “What the hell are you talking about?”
He smiled, which broke into a wide grin as he giggled. That wasn’t reassuring, not in the least. You let go of the door, turning around and slumping against it. You sent a final desperate message to Jade, one last shot to try and get him to come back.
“i swear to god if you dont unlock this door i'm gonna kill you”
He read the message immediately but didn’t respond. Your heart crawled into your throat and you made this weird choking squeal noise. Floyd looked entirely unimpressed.
“I’m bored, waiting for you to stop freaking out.” He whined, squatting down in front of you.
It felt like the world was in slow motion. As soon as Floyd’s eyes were level with yours, you lashed out like a scared animal.
If you had asked yourself last week what your greatest regret was, it would be not taking that deal that Sam had offered you on tuna. If you’d asked yourself what your greatest regret was two weeks ago, it would be not badgering Crowley about finding your way home. If you asked yourself what your greatest regret was today, it would be hitting Floyd. 
As soon as he registered what had happened, which didn’t take very long, he yanked you by your collar, sprawling you out on the floor. As you tried to recover, his hands were around your neck, barely applying pressure. It was more to scare you than anything else, you were sure.
He was grinning, straddling your chest and bearing down until you gasped for air, clawing at his arms and wrists. When he finally let go, you turned to your side as much as you could, coughing muttered curses of his family name under your breath. 
“You know, Shrimpy…” Floyd began, fingers fidgeting with the collar of your shirt, “I get the feeling you don’t like me too much.”
You sucked in a breath and twisted your body so you could swing at him again. He caught your fist and slammed your wrist into the shiny tile. You cried out, hugging your other arm close before you desperately tried to pry his hand from your arm. 
Your voice was high, way less calm and angry than you would have preferred, “Get your sweaty ass off of me, Floyd!”
“Sweaty?” Floyd giggled, wiggling backwards so he was straddling your hips, “I just got out of the shower.”
“This isn’t a joke! Get off me!”
You wished he had responded to that. You’d take anything over him pulling you by your arms so your head hit his shoulder, anything to keep him from pressing his lips against your ear and laughing louder when you flinched away.
“You’re funny.” He purred.
When you woke up this morning, you hadn’t thought once of being trapped in this room with Floyd. It never crossed your mind in the realm of possibilities, and if you had anything to say about it, you weren’t going to be in here much longer. 
Floyd leaned back as you aimed to headbutt him. Your next best bet was just thrashing, lashing out with your knees and feet and elbows, and for a second, it worked. Floyd let go of your arms and moved off of you, watching calmly as you scrambled back and went back to the door, like someone suffering from insanity. 
Somewhere deep down, you knew that you weren’t getting out of here anytime soon. Subconsciously, you knew your actions were futile, that for all the banging on the door, Jade, Azul, whoever, none of them were coming to save you. You had been thrown to the lions.
Floyd crowded you against the door, your bag plopping besides your foot. Floyd’s thumbs hooked in your waistband of both your pants and underwear. You shuddered out a scream and banged against the door faster, harder. Maybe, your fist would go through the door, and you’d be able to open the door from that side.
You screamed louder when something pressed against your entrance. Just as you began to turn to smack him away or kick him where he was the most tender, he grabbed your head and slammed it against the door.
“Don’t turn around.” He mumbled, “You’re not gonna like what you see.”
“Don’t- Floyd, stop it! Stop!” You swung your arms back, hoping to knock him off balance.
You did strike him, once. In the ribs, probably. Something bony, something broad. Unfortunately, this was Floyd you were dealing with, so he didn’t even flinch. No, instead he looped the hand already on your head through your hair and pushed his hips into your ass. 
You realized, possibly a little belatedly, that the noise you were suddenly hearing was coming from you. It sounded like it was coming from some kind of creature from the depths of hell, something crawling up from the depths and begging for mercy. Your legs felt weak, and you could hear the door thumping against the frame as Floyd pistoned against you.
His breathing was low and heavy, every few breaths punctuated with breathy snickering, just soft enough that you could mistake them for something else. You felt his lips against your sweaty temple, trailing down to the side of your neck and your shoulder. 
Your fingernails scraped uselessly against the door as he violated you. You were past begging for help, begging for him to stop, to get away from you. You just had to wait for this torture to end.
The pain was intense and hyperfocused around the ring of muscle that Floyd had battered past. Every time he moved it sparked up again, doubling over itself. Your screaming petered into hollow sobbing.
Your legs gave out from under you, but the last person you wanted to catch you grabbed you securely around the waist, his body still beating against yours. You were going to be sick. The obscene slapping, the slick squishing, the smell of it all, it made your head spin. You gagged around a sob.
“O-kay, Shrimpy,” Floyd mumbled. “Here it comes.”
Floyd kissed your ear again and dipped his head into your shoulder. You let out an even louder scream, which you hadn’t realized you were capable of, when his teeth latched into the skin of your shoulder.
Your legs kicked helplessly as he pressed closer, the slick skin sticking together between the two of you. You were sobbing, desperate for freedom. 
You were granted your freedom, more or less. Floyd let you down onto the floor a lot more gently than you expected. You slumped to your knees, and for a moment, it was like you felt yourself separate from your body. You saw yourself, crying with your chest against the door and your pants around your ankles, and Floyd standing over you, staring down at you like you were a very interesting insect or something he had just dissected. 
When your consciousness snapped back into your body, you sluggishly rolled over, tugging up your pants and hugging the wall to stand back up before you grabbed your bag. Floyd was still staring at you, toothy smirk widening. You looked away before you saw his eyes. 
You cowered away from him as he approached the door, not even bothering to pull his pants up. 
He rapped on the door once, “Jade, Shrimpy wants to go home now.”
The lock clicked and you threw open the door, storming past Jade and beginning the long walk home. Grim was asleep when you got in, his homework unfinished. You didn’t care about that, he was comfortable or whatever. Hoping that all of that was worth something, anything, you ripped open your backpack to see your notebook and a shiny bundle of thaumarks in front of your notebook.
You threw up.
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syren-6 · 9 months
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I will drag this fandom into existence with my bare hands so help me god
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particle70 · 4 months
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TW: MENTIONED TORTURE, IMPLIED TORTURE, MENTIONED CHARACTER DEATH, MENTIONED SUICIDAL THOUGHTS (Kinda)
I am going to tear Bloodmoon limb from limb, so slowly that they will feel every agonizing second of it. And when they beg for the pain to end, to be killed, I'm not not going to give them that. I'm going to make them wish they were dead. How DARE they kill Earth.
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depressedmusliim · 7 months
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I CANNOT RESIST!!!
I MUST SHOW MY WHITE/NON BLACK MUTUALS THE BOONDOCKS
WARNING!
This show is like offensive as fuck but if you watch/have watched:
The simpsons
Family guy
Rick&Morty
inside job
you can probably handle it.
(this is my whole fucking childhood and this is just offensive Political humor if u dont like it that's fine tho!) trigger warnings are in the tags
youtube
@hazmatazz
@leo-thecactus
@gy1rurm0m
@averagetoyakinnie
@mike-queerler
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strawberry-cowmilk · 2 years
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Feeling violent rn 😈 (I totally understand if it makes you uncomfy and you don’t want to do it and I apologize if my request made you feel that way)
I’ve been seeing a lot of MC family hc’s that are pretty wholesome and comical so how about the brothers and side characters react to an MC who hates their family due to being severely abused by them for years, cut off all contact since they moved out, and never mentions them. And this isn’t your average hatred; like their personality does a full 180 to pure malice and it goes beyond human capacity to the point of it concerning everyone.
However and by some random reason we don’t need to disclose, MC’s family reunited with MC again and they show genuine remorse and want to fix things but MC tells them how dead they are to them, how they tried to give them chances only to be met with physical/mental wounds, and that as far as they’re concerned; they have no family on Earth and even though they have almost died and actually did die in the Devildom, they’d rather be killed a thousand times over than forgive their family.
(Let’s say MC has a Dad, Mom, Brother, and Sister while MC was seen as the black sheep and was often discarded)
MC’s “Dad”: Please, MC! We just want to fix things!
MC:*had soulless eyes* So you are capable of guilt, I’m a bit impressed that you have some capacity to be human.
MC’s “Mom”:*was begging* We’re so sorry, MC! We love you, please come home!
MC:*chuckles* I haven’t had a “home” the second I opened my eyes.
MC’s “Brother”: If there’s anyway to prove we mean it, we’ll do it!
MC: Then drop dead 😀
MC’s sister:*crying* MC, please! This isn’t like you!
MC: You’re right, this isn’t like me. I’m much worse and you all made me this way. Guess you miss your punching bag.*smiles a bit wider as they look to them* I’d rather have my limbs and intestines be splattered across this room than let you even have a trickle of hope that I would ever forgive you. I’m being merciful by not killing you all myself. *meant it*
Hello! Sorry I evaporated off of this platform for a while, thank you for waiting. I hope you enjoy!
the obey me cast with a mc who has a bad relationship with their family
-> brothers and side characters x mc (luke platonic)
mc's gender is not mentioned, not proof read
content warnings: implied past abuse, (implied) violent words, fighting, violence, torture mentions
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Lucifer
he makes your family leave or takes you sonewhere away from them
lucifer is surprised you're capable of saying such things, you're usually so sweet, but he's proud of you for standing up to them
that makes him wonder how bad the abuse was, needless to say, lucifer isn't done with your family
Mammon
he waits for you to finish your little 'talk' with your family
the whole time, he was staring at the scene before him with mouth agape
afterwards, mammon asks if you're alright after all that and he offers to punch each of your family members
Leviathan
like mammon, levi watches as you vent your grudge against your family
the whole time, he's trying to figure out how to comfort you later
does he play games with you? binge watch the tsl movies? he lets you decide
Satan
satan has to fight with every cell of his being to not attack your family then and there
whatever they had done myst be bad enough to provoke such a reaction from you, right?
after it's done, he comforts you first before doing what he wants to do to your family
Asmodeus
'okay, honey, that's enough' he says as he leads you away from your family
he doesn't want you to work yourself up over people who don't even deserve a fraction of your attention
asmo does his very best to let you relax as best as possible with baths and massages when you're alone
Beelzebub
family is the most important thing there is to beel
so it really hurts him to find out you were mistreated so badly by your own
fighting the urge to lunge at those who hurt you, beel takes you somewhere private where he can shower you in affection and your comfort food
Belphegor
he starts shaming your family with you
'you do realise mc hates you now because of what you did, right? or is all you understand violence, in that case I can teach you in a way you'd understand'
eventually he gets tired of your family's whining, so he takes you somewhere private
Diavolo
he realises he might have made a huge mistake by having sent you back to the human world after the exchange program
diavolo makes your family leave before you waste too much energy on them
then, he offers you a permanent stay in the devildom, so you don't have to see them again
Barbatos
barbatos is calm on the outside, and absolutely burning with rage on the inside
it's been a while since he had some fun with his torture equipment, perhaps your family would like to help him out
but anger aside, he will make you some nice tea to get your mind off of this
Simeon
he sends your family away and takes you somewhere you feel comfortable
there, he'll let you vent all you want, and if you want to be held, he will open his arms for you
simeon uses his angelic powers to provide you with enough strength to help you cope with everything that had happened
Luke
you stopped what you were doing when you realised luke could hear and see everything
you tried to send him away, but he refused to leave you alone with your family
luke doesn't really know how to help, but he tries his best by baking you the sweets you like
Solomon
he's secretly cheering you on to let your family exactly know how you feel
that doesn't mean he isn't worried about you, though
when you're done, and you two are alone, he'll ask you how you feel and let you vent all you want
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chemicalcarousel · 1 year
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system where all parts are hyper avoidant of conflict and will definitely let themselves get abused to avoid making thyoe abuser upset except that one spiteful bastard who wishes death upon any stranger online who disagrees with them on the silliest stuff
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ravenzeppeli · 12 hours
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Stained Red |Yandere DIO x Reader Dark Lemon|
Warning: strong/violent language, threats, extreme physical violence/abuse, noncon (forced, violent), dark themes, emotional abuse, verbal abuse. MA - read with caution.
As soon as your fiancé Dio Brando entered your room, you were met with a harsh slap, causing you to fall back on your bed. You could only assume that he was upset at you, his golden eyes holding pure anger as he stared down at you with disgust and rage.
"When I give you an order you fucking listen. I told you to not go outside and you snuck out when I was asleep and you disobeyed me completely," he spoke to you harshly. His undead bare chest heaved up and down, hands balling into fists as his blond locks stood wild and untamed. "How dare you. How fucking dare you!"
You tried to push yourself off of the bed, but you were greeted by his fist crashing into your left cheek, blood spraying out of your mouth as you fell to your right hand side on the mattress. "Y-you.." Tears of pain filled your eyes as blood leaked from your mouth. A deep purple bruise formed on your cheek, his punch almost breaking your jaw.
"Don't you dare fucking move! Stay on this bed and bleed out a little.. I promise you that you'll be in a lot more pain soon." He stood close to the bed now, knees pressing against the mattress as he watched you bleed onto the white sheets, staining them red.
You lifted a shaky hand, ripping the diamond engagement ring off of your finger. You threw it at his face, the ring bouncing off of his forehead before hitting the floor. "I.. I will not marry you!" You screamed at him, taking advantage of the shock on his face as you scooted away from him, making your way down the king-sized bed.
        For the first time in your ten months of knowing Dio, this was the first time that you ever saw him shocked, frozen as he stared at you in utter disbelief. You felt his fingers wrap around your ankle, yanking you down the bed. "I'm going to hurt you.. I'm going to make you regret doing something so foolish! That was the worst thing that you've ever done."
You tried to kick him, but his reflexes were too powerful. He caught your other leg with ease, letting go of your other leg as you felt your dress rip off of your body. "No! No.. I don't want this! Get the fuck away from me!" You yelled at him, making him even angrier.
He flipped you over, forcing your back to arch as your underwear was ripped off and thrown to that side. "You're going to get punished like a whore.. you are not going to get any joy from this." Without warning you felt his hands spread apart your ass, his hard erection forcing its way into your tight asshole. "I wasn't going to punish you like this but you will not throw things at I, DIO!" He yelled at you, pushing fully inside of you as his hands smacked across your ass, leaving red handprints.
"A-ah!" You screamed out, hot tears spilling from your ass as he stretched your tight hole out forcefully. "P-please!" You screamed louder, sobbing weakly as he began to move in and out of you, a sharp pain behind every single thrust. Why was he doing this to you? Hurting you.. it wasn't love.
"Begging isn't going to make me stop or go easier on you.. that ring was expensive, and you throw it in my face?" He questioned, disbelief thick in his tone as he wrapped his hands around your waist, fingernails digging into your side as he moved at a rapid pace, ignoring your cries of pain. "I dare you to try and fight back.. you can even use your stand. I fucking dare you to try you bitch."
He was taunting you.. he knew damn well that you nor your stand could fight him off. Slap sounds filled the air as he slammed himself in and out of your tight hole - you didn't feel an ounce of pleasure. All you felt was pain and a deep heartbreak.. you thought that he was going to change.
Instead of fighting back like he dared you, you pressed your face into fur soft mattress, muffling your screams as you felt blood running down your legs as his nails cut into your flesh. His nails were as sharp as knives, drawing blood from you easily.
"Come on.. fight me you little bitch. I bet this is so painful and embarrassing but you're big and bad, right? Stop me," he taunted you even further, rolling his hips as he pressed your body fully onto the bed, removing his fingernails from your sides. "See? You'll never be able to fight me. From the moment I laid eyes on you.. I claimed you. You are my property."
"I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry," you cried out, voice muffled. Pain shot through your body as he moved faster, each stroke more painful than the last. "I'm sorry.. I promise.. just please," you didn't even know what you were saying. You just wanted the pain to go away.. that's all you wanted.
"I promise that the next time you cross me, this will seem like child's play. Let this happen again and I'll beat you to a pulp and then fuck all three of your holes for hours. I'll tie you to the bed and torture you," his voice was low, warning as he gave you three more painful thrusts before cuming deep inside of your anus.
You felt something press into your anus, plugging up the tight hole and assuring that his cum wouldn't leak out of you. Your cheeks and ass held sore.. blood still pouring from your hips and staining your legs with deep red. You felt so disgusting and you were so embarrassed.. you were never going to forget this day. You fucking hated him.
"That was your last warning.. keep my cum inside of your ass for the rest of the night as a reminder. I'm going to go run you a bath because you're filthy but don't expect special treatment tonight. You don't deserve to be kissed or cuddled." He walked away, heading to the bathroom and leaving you a sobbing mess.
🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸
You sat in the bathtub, red staining the water as tears filled your eyes, rolling down your bruised cheeks. You disobeyed him again.. you upset him, and he attacked you. So easily did he hurt you, and you couldn't stand it anymore. So badly, did you now want to escape his evil grasp, knowing that despite how much you love him, he'll never change.
You felt his cold golden eyes peering at you as he sat across from you on the toilet seat. He didn't take his eyes off of you, and you wished that he did.. you wished that he would just leave you alone. Why you? Out of everyone that DIO has encountered, why did he pick you to be his? You now feel like the unluckiness woman in the entire universe.
"Why must you always upset me? Why do you always force me to hurt you?" His voice called out, tone filled with thick anger. "You have no choice in the matter of staying with me. You are my property, and you will marry me and spend eternity with me."
You brought your knees up to your chest, burying your face in your knees as sobs escaped your lips. These sobs weren't low. They were loud and pained as your body shook in the warm water. You couldn't contain yourself in this moment.. your tears couldn't be silent because you were truly hurt - you finally cracked. He finally broke you.. and it hurt so fucking bad because you thought that he changed.
You felt his cool hand appear on your back, and you flinched away, "Please don't.. please don't hurt me anymore! Please," you cried out, voice cracking at the end as you held yourself tighter. "Just.. kill me. Please k-kill me," you said in a shaky voice. Death was terrifying, but it would end the pain.. you wouldn't have to spend an eternity in fear.
His hand stayed frozen, an unsettling silence filling the air as you felt his eyes peering down at you. "Despite what you may think of me, I would never kill you, so don't you ever ask me to again," his voice dropped to a whisper, warning you. "If you act obedient that I wouldn't have to hurt you. You did this to yourself."
"You.. you beat me, and you force me.. you.. you," you shook your head, tears filling your cloud of vision. You couldn't do this.. arguing with him will make things worse, and having to say these painful truths aloud was breaking you into even more pieces.
"When you disobey me and disrespect me, then you will suffer the consequences. As your man, it is my right to be in control of you. The sooner you fully accept that, the less that I have to hurt you." Oddly enough, his voice was now soft and soothing. He was like a switch, switching from one emotion to the next when it came to you. It was terrifying. "If you want to go outside, then I will go with you when the sun sets."
The hot water was now turning warm. All of the blood was now clean off of your sore body, but you couldn't get up. You were in so much pain that you didn't want to move, knowing that moving would make things worse. "Okay," you whispered, just accepting your defeat. You had no more fight left in you.
You blinked, shock filling your eyes as you felt the bed beneath your nude body, water still dripping off of your body as you sat on the edge of the bed, soaking freshly changed sheets. You don't understand Dio's stand a single bit, but you knew that he could move you without you knowing.
     He stood in front of you, soft white towel drying your body gently. He patted the towel on every inch of your body, ignoring the embarrassed blush that appeared on your lips as he dried your breast. "Don't make me hurt you as badly as I hurt you today ever again.. just listen to me to the best of your ability and communicate with me."
"I'm scared to talk to you," you said in a low tone, hanging your head in shame as he dry patted your back. Your fear of Dio was so strong sometimes that you're afraid that you'll die of fright. Do people die of fright?
"I'm not going to hit you if you ask me for something. As your future husband, I am your provider, and it is my job to provide for you," he said softly, towel dropping to your womanhood as he spread your legs, patting the area gently. He was being extra careful, not wanting to cause you anymore pain.
Did he not realize that you were never going to forgive him deep down? You felt deep resentment at even his soft touch, fighting the urge to flinch away from him. "Okay," you repeated, feeling as if that was now going to be your go-to word for now on. You didn't know what else to say, but you knew that you were ashamed that you couldn't just leave him and escape his abusive grasps.
"I love you. I truly do love you, and I want you by my side for eternity." He finished drying you, tossing the towel casually to the side as he slipped a silk red nightgown over your head. "Tell me that you love me back."
"I love you too," you said softly, gently pulling away from him as you crawled weakly into bed. You rested your head on the fluffy pillow, feeling much too weak to pull the covers over your body. Your eyes met his soft one.. the life in your eyes was gone, and you could tell that he could notice.
The silk sheets were pulled over your body. "I'll be back before the sun rises. Vanilla Ice is currently on high alert, so don't do anything foolish." His eyes lingered over yours, tall form towering over the best and casting his dark shadow over you. "See you soon.. I will miss you."
You blinked once, and he was gone.. his dark shadow that towered over you, vanishing with you. A shaky sigh escaped your lips as you slowly turned to your more comfortable side, a pained groan escaping your lips as pain shot through your entire body. You let your eyes close, welcoming sleep as swiftly as you could in hopes or waking up in less pain tomorrow. You hoped tomorrow would be a better day, but the hope that Dio Brando would turn into a good man completely left your mind.. you were never going to see him the same again.
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mushroommortem · 1 year
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Spoilers!
Y'all hold up. You guys think it's weird that G.H.O.S.T is keeping Optimus preoccupied all the time? Like to the point he cant even return Bee's calls? Or to help Elita and Megs with cleaning debris? Hell even determining the music he'll listen to on missions. Like I've seen several people mentioned how distance he is, especially in season 1 part 2 where he doesnt show up at all.
The only times he's doing his own thing is when he's out and about with people he knows and no G.H.O.S.T agents around. Not to mention how he's asking requests behind G.H.O.S.T back- but he's still on the job during all of these. Man can hardly find time for himself, so how often is he given a break from them?
Idk it's just very controlling in that 'hand around your neck' sort of way. And with what Tarantulas told us and what Mandroid has going on, it definitely makes me think G.H.O.S.T is going to slowly add more and more pressure until it's too late for him to realize he can't breathe. Or at least try to.
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captainjacklyn · 2 years
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Azul Ashengrotto x Great White Shark!reader AU
Part 1 (which includes the request), and this is Part 2 of my azul ashengrotto x shark! Reader fanfic.
Wow I can't believe I'm making a whole fanfic with this AU which started off as a simple head canon to a whole fucking novel. Thank you to the one who requested the head canon and to anon who requested a scenario.
You guys are around middle school just so you are aware of the timeline.
Content & Warning(s) : This is pure angst and violence, as warnings we have fighting, blood & mentions of injuries/graphic violence, strong language, basically kids causing huge damage to each other. If you are sensitive to these kinds of topics please feel free to ignore. (the fact that I watched so many shark documentaries for this fic is unimaginable) Oh and the reader is a great white shark because the original hcs request was precisely asked for a great white. I'm sorry if you wanted to be a different kind but if you do not mind then enjoy.
The love story of a Shark and an Octopus Part 2 :
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It had already been a few years since you two befriended each other, You both encountered a pair of moray eels who soon became your new companions spending time with azul and observing him studying his magic. You were truly happy to finally find people who weren't blood related to care for. Days went by and the bullying almost stopped with your presence around azul. But like I said, almost.
Due to your terrifying reputation as a white shark being the primordial predator of the seas. It would be unexpected to find someone who tried to mess with you, but unexpected never meant impossible. As you weren't the only deadly predator.
On that faithful day the leech twins were away so it was only going to be you and azul together. You and him were at his octopus pot simply having a chat together. You then had a sudden idea for a game leaving azul alone as you went to get the materials.
But when you came back, so much had happened and the horrid sight of your bestfriend getting beat up by a group of mermaids.
You dropped the seashells you were holding and speeded yourself towards them in anger, only to be slapped by another merman's tail. "[name]...!" azul who was getting held back by the others witnessed you getting slammed onto a coral reef nearby, making you bare your fangs from the impact.
"Ah ! So much for a white shark ! You were really overestimated [name] !" a cocky voice exclaimed as the others around him laughed, you opened your eyes to find an orca merfolk in front of you. A killer whale. You swinged your tail to hit him but he dodged and grabbed your hair to slam you back onto the rocks. Cutting you and making you bleed in the process, you had to admit he was about has big as you and the damage he inflicted was slowly making you lose consciousness. For some reason, his face was familiar to you.
"I think it's time I tell you who really is the boss around here, don't think I came all the way here just to eat your little octopus. Furthermore...I was waiting for this day my whole life, remember that mermaid who you caused this to ?" he lifted his tail slightly revealing a hideous scar tracing his fins. An extensive bite mark was placed there. No wonder he looked familiar, that boy was in your class when you were younger...Not only so but he was the one who worsen your reputation in the first place by provoking and making you lose your temper.
"Y-you...!" your words were faint but he understood that you started to reminisce him. "Hugo- !" at those words, Hugo smiled sadistically as he pushed you back onto the corals. "See ? You just needed a little shake to remember. You guys take care of the tako, this one's mine- !"
Hugo let go of your hair and grabbed you from both arms, slamming you once more and dragging you and practically wiping the ocean's depth with your body. You tried to fight back and bite him, even so your efforts were futile and he used his left hand to smash your head back onto the sand once more. Causing an enormous puddle of your own blood around the both of you.
He later on brought your head up with the hand he used to drag your face and used to other over your throat. Obliging you to look at azul receiving punches after punches, That was a grave mistake.
"OH YOU SON OF A-" you bit his arm to such capacity it broke his bone, making him let go of your body while hissing in pain. "You sly BITCH !" he yelled back and quickly pursued you. The other mermaids and mermen didn't notice your speedy arrival onto them as you lashed your tail onto the two mermaids who were holding azul and sent them flying to the water surface. You swam right after and grabbed one by the tail with your razor sharp teeth, ripping a huge chunk of their fin and overtaking the others.
Your power was truly underestimated when it came to regular merfolk. Overpowering all six in only a matter of seconds, azul was half awake on the sand when he saw you destroying each and every one of these bullies.
As you beat them all down, Hugo tackled your stomach and knocked the absolute wind out of you. "huff...huff...You asshole-" your stare on him was filled with rage as you panted and grabbed your throat, trying to steady yourself. "HOW ABOUT WE FINISH THIS LIKE WE STARTED !" you made a beeline for his own throat, smiling like an insane maniac. "FINE BY ME BITCH !"
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End of part 2 click here to read part 3.
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