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abitbrokenpoetry · 11 months
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someone I loved momentarily once called me sunshine & I smiled as brightly as I could for him for as long as I could no one had ever called me that before i tried to pretend I was the sun just as he thought I was but he didn’t see the storms brewing in my eyes or all the rainwater I swallowed  until we were standing ankle deep in it & once it started raining it didn’t stop for months he stopped calling me sunshine & eventually tired of staying afloat i didn’t blame him he had probably never met someone who could shine as brightly as I could temporarily then cause the most destructive storms we moved on but it was nice being the sun for a moment.
On being the sun momentarily
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mistresswriter19 · 26 days
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His Prize Possession
Striker X Oc ( Requested By @scarlattobrightstar )
Author's Note: This is a very long delayed request I am so sorry about this one taking forever but I hope you enjoy. I'll definitely try not to keep others waiting like this. Really appreciate the support ^^
Mistresswriter19 X
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Ellie eyes flutter with a blur using her claw to rub so she can see clearly she looks up
Ellie: Uhh I need a boyfriend…
Getting out of bed, Ellie went skip breakfast, taking a shower, putting her lovely dress on and tira with her dark green fluffy coat around her elegant Cinderella color blue dress top along with her white skirt that sparkles as she twirls with glee then opens the door heading out of the royal area because she was in a mood for a hotdog but of course if she says it in her area they would laugh and mock. Ellie had to go a different route: the area where the best hot dogs were was in " Not Mafia Town". She knew it was the worst idea to go alone so she called Blitzo to help her out.
Blitzo: Hey girl! How's it going didn't get any cock yet?
Ellie: Uhhh no…. I just wanted a hot dog and I knew going by myself would be dangerous.
Blitzo: Well you came to the right bodyguard girl I can grant ya full protection like this rifle, pistol, handgun, arrow, chainsaw, needles, and silencer really does work smoothly.
Ellie: I think I'll be happy whatever doesn't get me shot.
Blitzo: I got ya back babe~
The two imps enter "Not Mafia Town" one of the most dangerous places to enter in the ring of wrath. Everywhere you would go someone would be either shot, building would be burn into flames, deadly car chases, and torture. It made Ellie's skin crawl as Blitzo would cuss out a storm or shoot anyone that got near him or Ellie. For that Ellie kind of questioned Blitzo and his weird ways but she was grateful to trust him as a friend. Finally a nearby hotdog stand.
Blitzo: You think you can add cheese and hot sauce on that dog Senior ~
Hot Dog Imp: Sure I guess gonna cost ya more
Blitzo: Fuck it lay it on me
Ellie: One hotdog with extra mustard please
( BANG, BANG, BANG)
Blitzo: Are you fucking kidding me!?
Ellie look back to see a gang of sharks shooting there guns as one of them grabbed Ellie by the waist taking her in the car using rope and ducktape. Blitzo was fighting and shooting more of the Mafia sharks as he turns back to see Ellie kidnapped
Blitzo: ELLIE!!!!!! ( CLANK)
Crimson: That's for fucking shooting most of my men prick!
The head boss of the Mafia known as Moxie's father used a loaded gun to knock Blitzo out as he was dragged but in a sack being taken away like Ellie. In the car a good looking around as she sees a very attractive imp that wasn't like any others in the car who was looking the other side but Ellie kept her gaze on him he then look back as she turned away fast with her face turning into pink which made this rattlesnake imp chuckle. Ellie was already drawn to him but it seems strange how a cowboy like him can be involved with the Mafia gang.
Crimson: Alright cowboy show me what you got!
Striker: First of all I'm kinda rusty haven't kidnapped anyone for a while so this bastsrd I had to fucking deal with from the harvest moon festival and my lair of the ring of wrath!
Blitzo: OH YOU'RE THE SEXY ASS COWBOY!
Striker: And this pretty little thing is a royal which I despise but I think I wanna keep her for a while. She sparks my interest ( Place his claw caressed her neck)
Crimson: Good start cowboy, need more fuckers like you around come with me to the officer we have some discussing to do
Striker: Right boss, I'll be back with you later princess ~
Ellie: Uhhh…
In the office Crimson discuss the situation between why he wanted a royal because most of the royals are powerful compared to the mafia industry so what Crimson wants vengeance and goes out selecting a royal to experimented with no mercy this is when he calls on Striker and cowboy rattlesnake who would kill a royal in a heartbeat. However the Mafia crew is going to have a get together party once the party is finished at midnight Striker must exterminate the royal.
Striker: Some of your ways when it comes to dealing with royals makes me sick to my stomach
Crimson: I get my profit those bitches and fuckers stole millions from my industry and I want all of them to pay even for ones who don't know who the fuck I am
Striker: I always hated royals from all my years. I see some cry, some beg and some fight which makes me lose my temper to do the bidding and get paid .
Crimson: And this is why you're one of my most valuable clients who's a cowboy~
Striker: I'll kill the royal at midnight
Crimson: Good choice you can do whatever you want with her but when midnight comes it's off with her head.
Striker: Yes boss…
In the distance Ellie can hear Blitzo cursing once again a storm using anything to break but he keeps getting zapped causing him to knock out. Ellie was shaken and felt like a caged animal looking around seeing powerful shark gangsters with their guns, cigarettes, playing pool and drinking and talking as Ellie couldn't help but cry as she remembered she never liked being alone. She tried to calm herself down as she healed and exhaled while curled up in a ball. Suddenly Ellie hears the cage open and she looks up to see the cowboy that held her captive earlier in the car.
Striker: I brought you something to eat and some water. You're going to need it
Ellie didn't know what to do either if she should trust this rattlesnake imp or not but she had no choice maybe she can gain his trust. Ellie grabbed the water bottle off his claw and had the food he brought for her. She finished her white gloved hands tugged on her dress.
Striker: Please stop crying it makes my job harder…
Ellie: Why are you doing this?
Striker: Princess you do not want to interfere with someone like me.
Ellie: I can see in your eyes that you hate it… I just know
Striker: We had to make sacrifices and for me I made a ton didn't get me anymore but it get me some drinks or something to eat once in a wild I just can't think just do the thing.
Ellie: What if you don't want to
Striker: Have to suck it out like I always done
Ellie: You were flirty with me earlier but seems like you hate me to guts
Striker: It's just for show but truth be told you are a beautiful princess I laid my eyes on. I can't get attached to you
Ellie: What if you change, leave here and have a better life without the Mafia? They play really dirty and they're going after the royals like me.
Striker: There's nothing you can change princess about me
Ellie: I understand you just let me
Striker: NO!
Ellie try not to show fear when Striker tugged on her white glove hand. Ellie just stood still with the tears down her eyes Striker kept yelling at her to stop that because he will lose it. Ellie turned away but she felt her lips place into Striker's who gracefully kissed her full of passion. He laid her down as Ellie wrapped her arms around his neck. The bodied were close to each other Striker knows what he's doing is wrong especially to the royals. Ellie then also hugged him in between there passionate kiss. Striker let's her go but Ellie didn't want him to leave her.
Striker: I'll be back for you Ellie
Ellie: H…H…how did you know my name?
Striker: I know alot of royals but you the good ones.
Placing his finger around her face to hold Ellie's tear he gives her another kiss and he closes the cage and hops down to join Crimson. Ellie placed her gloved hand on her cheek still feeling warmth from Striker's touch.
Ellie: Striker…
In the party, the Mafia gang was using Blitzo as a pintia. Making Crimson laugh off a storm as Blitzo pretends to enjoys himself since he always gets into situations like this. However for some reason he's suppose to be torture but the Mafia gang seem to like him especially how he made drinks and this made Crimson piss more since he knows Blitzo is his son's boss he can be crazy but he's there for his crew. Something that Crimson never did for Moxxie as a father figure. Striker comes in drinking bottles of whiskey when he see Blitzo his blood boiled .
Blitzo: So came to talk dirty sex me
Striker: What the fuck are you saying?
Blitzo: ( Hiccups) I meant to say "saaaaaay you came to talk dirty about my suit.
Striker: I'm not gonna either bother
Blitzo: Alright fuck you then but listen cowboy your on my one night stand list!
Striker rolled his eyes he dropped his glass when he say the clock struck midnight with Crimson lighting a cigar and he went up to Striker.
Crimson: It's time cowboy go get the princess.
Striker sighs as he goes back to the wearhouse where he stares at the captive Princess for a long time she was singing and Striker thought it was beautiful. He felt like she was a true Cinderella or Belle. Striker opens the cage as Ellie looks back frighten which crushed Striker's heart.
Ellie: NO….NOOO NOOO AAHHH!!!! ( Covers mouth )
Striker: Just follow my lead darling. Your not going to die.
Ellie look back at him as she nods her head Striker then ties her with rope around her arms carrying her like a princess going up to Crimson and the Mafia Gang as they watched Striker carrying Ellie in his arms.
Striker: She wouldn't stop squirming so I held her to calm her down but doesn't know that she'll die.
Crimson: What a devious way of making her think. I love it!
Striker gives Ellie to Crimson as she's placed on a old beat up mattress. He takes the rope out of her arms and replaced it with rusty chains that go on bed post. Crimson lifted up Ellie's dress and threw her green fluffy coat aside she knew what was going to happen and wanted to scream but can she trust Striker.
Crimson: Since you been good with capturing many royals I decide this you can fuck her then kill her
Striker: My pleasure Crimson.
Crimson: If the bitch gives you any problems just shoot her.
Striker attends to walks to Ellie as she tugged on the rusty chains which lead to nothing her legs attend to shake. Striker's body went up against hers as she gasps he then kisses her with passion as she does the same with him behind his back Striker pulls out his pistol to shoot a Mafia shark down.
Crimson: THE FUCK GET HIM!
The Mafia sharks drawn there weapons and start to shoot. Striker shoot in between while protecting Ellie in his arms. Then out of nowhere Blitzo breaks free as he starts to fight and shoot up a rampage while chugging down leftover booze at the same time. Striker then breaks the rusty chains with his kicks and grabs Ellie managing to escape.
Ellie: What about Blitzo
Striker: Ehh I was going to kill him but maybe another time.
Ellie: Blitzo is my friend
Striker: Princess your making it really hard for me but I can't stand you being sad and not wanted.
Ellie: I'm no longer sad Striker, because I have you.
Blitzo had explosive as he plans to burn the place as he jumped out of the window as Striker dives down running from the flame as Ellie holds onto him, never letting go. They made it as they both panted as he then goes to bombproof pulling out his poncho wrapping it around Ellie to keep her warm and showing a way of comfort.
Striker: It will keep you warm
Ellie: Thank you
Striker: Your my prize possession Ellie
Ellie looked back and couldn't help but cry but this time she smiled and embraced her body close to Striker to two of them once again kissing showing their love and connection together. The two ride on Striker's horse as Ellie fell asleep into Striker's arm he rubbed her soft smooth magenta purple shade hair as they made it to the royal where Striker holds Ellie in place carrying her upstairs and putting her back to bed. He looks back at the sky where the colors purple and green form reminded of himself and Ellie. He attends to get up but Ellie tugged on his coat
Ellie: Please stay…
Striker: I'll stay for you my princess.
The two laid in bed together cuddling under the sheets slowly falling asleep together what a day it was almost being killed and shot but Striker knows for him he has to face it however someone like Ellie he didn't want her to face that danger side of anywhere she would go.
Striker: Blitzo made it because I like you so much your lucky I spared him .
Ellie turns to see a photo Blitzo posted on his Sinstagram he in the hospital with his crew and daughter with get well flowers and cheese and hot sauce on the table
Blitzo: I LIVED BITCH XO
Ellie giggle and was glad that her friend Blitzo was alive she then heard her stomach growl she forgot to eat anything.
Striker got out of bed to step out as Ellie lay there exhausted to do anything. She was happy to have someone like Striker she'll definitely help him change and be more loving and understanding Ellie has a good sense of that because compare to anyone in the royals she was always a devoted and kind princess. Striker return as be gives the bag to Ellie her eyes sparkle when she saw it was a hot dog with extra mustard that's all she ever wanted but maybe it was good because sure she got kidnapped but she finally went home with a cowboy who doesn't seen not so bad after all.
Ellie: Thank you Striker for everything
Striker: Don't need to thank me Ellie your life means more anything to me
Ellie: Your life matters too
Striker: I'll be by your side
~End~
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ayumoandlongani · 2 months
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Monter les marches de la Tour Eiffel pour la première fois en -bientôt- dix ans sur Paris 😏
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plaguem0th · 1 year
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rest
I want to peel the flesh off my bones,
with a peeler or my finger nails.
I want to scrape by bones,  and scratch the marrow 
I want to hang my skin to rest
Like a well worn coat.
To be free and Not to be me anymore,
not to be anybody or anything
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simplyalicerose · 8 months
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I craft poems that spiral into chaos
As I fall down the rabbit hole.
And as I came crashing down to my feet.
I begin to cry.
My tears flow into an ocean
As I float like a ship in a bottle
And eventually I drift into a white rabbit.
Who is late for something important.
And Frantactly waves goodbye.
I try to follow but he hops too fast.
And as I travel down the twisted road.
Far from anything I have ever known.
Where wonder and madness interlace.
Down where Insanity and creativity are one in the same.
Wonderland greets me with a cheshire grin.
And I lean against a TumTum tree.
As my words slip out of my grasp.
The ink fills the once empty page.
Writing stories of nonsense
And poetry of pain.
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daisyjwilde · 9 months
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Please stop talking.
Teenage boys are a bastard plague of mocking and ridicule. I am teaching the detriments of misogyny in literature, yet you have the audacity to listen only when a male is talking. A grown woman I might be, but I will become the burrowing weed that steals sun from the wilting ivy of respect that you lack.
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a-bamber · 1 year
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Celebrating Lesya Ukrainka on her birthday. She was a poet, writer, playwright, polyglot, political and feminist activist. February 25, 1871- August 1, 1913 . #LesiaUkrainka #LarysaKosach #LesyaUkrainka #ЛесяУкраїнка #UkrainianFlag #UkrainianIcon #illustrator #blueandyellow #artistforUkraine #abamberart #Illustration #illustrator #Instaillustration #writer #UkrainianCulture #supportUkraine #UkrainianWriter #femalewriter #ContraSpemSpero https://www.instagram.com/p/CpGNUXRPiyF/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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tsabitawrites · 2 years
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Loose Strings Tied Back
She held the string with her strongest grip, 
Tying back the fraying knots, 
A lone game of tug of war, 
Mud covered for the smiles. 
Doesn’t matter if they’re laughing with or at, 
As long as their smiles were bright, she was liked, 
She was seen, even with her silly facade, 
She was seen, that’s all she sought. 
If ever comes a moment where she’s not, 
Loose are the knots she tied, 
Hands grip to the cut up strings, 
Though they still laughed
not with or at, just without. 
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amortalblade · 2 years
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new to writerblr
hello! i am emma and i am brand new to writerblr so hello there! i’m looking for blogs to follow and engage with (and ofc i’m on the look out for moots and friends!)
things my blog with be spotlighting:
original poems, fanfic, and shortfic! 
currently drafting two ya fantasy series, so content from that too!
i’m a big fan of fantasy, romance, enemies to lovers, villains, and poetry
knowing me, probably jokes and memes about writing will be posted because why not
can’t wait to meet you all!
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kyewriter610 · 2 years
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Deep Breaths
“deep breath in, deep breath out.”
I can’t take a normal breath right now
What makes you think 
I can take 
A deep breath
That’s not a thing in my world anymore
All my pain
All the stress 
Holds me back
Chokes me until
There’s nothing left
“A deep breath will release all of your problems.”
How am I supposed to breath 
When I’m being choked 
By what you’re telling me 
To let go
“A deep breath.”
No, no, no
You’re not getting it
I’m being held down 
And stepped on by 
A deep breath
This thing you’re telling me to do
Is hurting me even worse
Why try to make things better
When things are just fine
When I’m being crushed
Why try to make the situation easier
When I can handle it just fine
Right where it is
Go out and make friends
What, just so they can stab me in the back?
Try giving someone else a chance
What, so they break my heart even more?
Why try to take a deep breath
When that only hurts
My worn-out lungs 
Even more
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bia-sa · 5 months
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Dia 11 = 1.620 palavras
18.943 | 37.89%
E pensar que eu não ia escrever hoje...
Sério, eu tava extremamente distraída e com muita preguiça. Queria fazer tudo, menos encontrar frases para escrever. Mas sentei mesmo assim e me convenci a escrever, no mínimo, 1k. Assim, ficaria acima da linha do gráfico e não me preocuparia demais amanhã.
Demorou pra caramba, mas quando engatou, putz... Escrever é bom demais!
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abitbrokenpoetry · 1 year
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I had drowned  beneath the waves of a violent sea in a storm  that had lasted for decades & you were the island the ocean spit me out on you patiently showed me the warmth of the sun the beauty of the water when it was calm & how to resist its sweet whispers to sink beneath the waves and drown again i’ve lived here with you ever since.
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mistresswriter19 · 7 months
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~Not A Word ~ Striker X Female Reader ( HEAVY NSWF 🔞)
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Spoilers: The newest Helluva Boss episode just came out and part of the fic is related to that particular episode so if you haven't watch it then go watch then come back and read this fic. Enjoy lovies
~ In Notmafia Town ~
You were attend to do an errand from IMP head courters but it was located to notmafia Town and that's a place either you get robbed, hunted down or gang rape etc. It's hell though no one isn't going to care about whatever happens to you especially when it's run by dangerous Mobsters. You went to ask your workers one by one if they can accompany you but all of them had plans but Blitzo was ready to step out and it's weird that he's not taking the IMP van maybe it get ransomed good call. You attend to follow Blitzo to the location where you're suppose to pick up an package.
I hate going here the last time I went here I almost shot in a target pratice match... or the time I fell and what I was surrounded was nothing but electric power vibrators... You stuttered trying to get those memories off your chest and just to the deed and get the fuck out of here " ALIVE ".
Everything in the atmosphere was the color green would could be symbols of greed, money, power and maybe poisonous gas you question. You manage to arrive at the destination and head to the counter trying not to lose you're shit and act normal.
Counter IMP: The fuck you want lady ( Lights up a cigarette )
Y/N: ( Clears Throat) I'm here to pick up a package.
Counter IMP: Not fucking packages here lady, GET LOST!
Y/N: Sir I highly recommend you cooperate this is the location to pick up an package so why don't you stop being an not good nothing prick and give it to me.
This bastard wasn't buying anything you hand him the receipts and your buisness he raised an eyebrow as he turned to look at your information to see if it's lidgit he's eyes widen when he saw that you're part of the Imp. Smirking he went up to the telephone as he slide your stuff back to the counter. You didn't like the way he was looking at you. You saw the packages not delivered so you went to see of the one you're looking for has the number on the list and there it was.
Counter IMP: Boss you ain't gonna believe that's who's in our territory.
Crimson: Why do you keep fucking bothering me I'm talking to someone who's interested taking a job to work for me
Counter Imp: She's from IMP
Y/N: Oh shit...
You grab the package and started to run out the door but you stopped on your heels when you see Blitzo and Fizzerolli.
Blitzo: WHAT THE FUCK Y/N?
Fizzerolli: It's that that the lady chick you talk about that's an virgin?
Y/N: BLITZO! YOU'RE TELLING HIM ABOUT MY BUISNESS!!!!!!!
Blitzo: Look sugar tits all of IMP has fucked someone in their life and you're the only one who hasn't had cock yet!
Y/N: I'M NOT INTERESTED IN SEX OKAY CAN'T YOU FUCKING GET IT THAT I'M HERE TO DO MY JOB!
Fizzerolli and Blitzo were still fighting but weren't they circus clown buddies before and now they're some kind of tension of hatred.
Blitzo: Yeah Well at least that I'm still actually working for my shit and not getting everything handed to me like some attention pampered whore!
You stood silent and walked back a little as Fizzerolli stopped tugging on the leash with his pups while he grunted from Blitzo words. He then look at the rolled up paper and the collar from his partner " From Ozzie". Fizzerolli stopped for a moment then decided to bring the shit back at Blitzo which you know it isn't going to end up well.
Fizzerolli: Yeah Well that's what raselience and talent gets ya pluuus my horns were always bigger than yours~ ( Taking off his shades with a cocky grin ) Weren't they!
Y/N: Oh satan.... ( You said hand above you're face )
As the two stood there silent, Fizzerolli continues to walk and not knowing Blitzo charges at him with rage and clawing him. The two end up fighting on the street as Fizzerolli puppies straddled all over you licking you're face.
Y/N: AHHH YOU DICKWADS!!!!!!! ( You shouted )
In the top buildings Crimson was discussing the job that is worthy for the imp that's interested
Crimson: So you say that you're good? Cuz we really need a big score right now.
Striker: The best ~ at a royal on the ropes last week.
Crimson: Sure but not dead?
Striker: It was a called off but I have a body count in the hundreds. I ain't afraid to go after anyone. Women, kids, ( Pup violently hit on the glass window) and cute little face puppy looking things. Don't matter~
Crimson: Hmm I'll tell ya what, if you could deliver something of value I'll consider it.
Striker kept hearing noises from the window he went to investigate and saw Blitzo, Fizzerolli in a brawl looking fight as Y/N was tugging on Blitzo tail telling him to fucking stop this caught attention to Striker.
Striker: One moment ~
Grabbing onto his lasso he rounds up Blitzo, Fizzerolli and Y/N tugged and throws them into Crimsons office. With an chuckle of delight Crimson is impressed of Striker's work and abilities he is an hired assassin after all~
Crimson: HIRED!
Striker: Funny to run in you again Blitzy~ and with a famous friend ~
Striker pulling the angelic blade onto Fizzerolli's neck when his face showed nothing but fear and that's what Striker wanted to see whenever he catches any imp.
Blitzo: Oh fuck me...
Fizzerolli: For the record... we are not friends!
Striker: Seems you brought someone I haven't seen from a long, long, long time~
You try to turn your head but you look into Striker's eyes it made you stuttered as you felt his hand tugging on your thigh making you wince.
Y/N: NOT YOU.....
Blitzo: Oh hold the phone you and... horse looking daddy here?
Y/N: IT'S NOTHING! ( You looked away flushed )
Striker grabbed the three of you and tied you up throwed in a cage up high as he sat that keeping watch as Crimons does other business with his Mobster partners. You were trying to get out of ropes but all you heard was once again Blitzo and Fizzerolli arguing once more and you try not to get pissed but you wanted to slap both of them.
Blitzo: Can we talk about something other than my sex life? Satan tanks that fucking lust guy makes this what you're all about now!
Fizzerolli: You brought it up asshole.
Y/N: Can you two just...
Stiker: YOU TWO SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY! ( Bangs his fits on the center of the cage) Picking up like a couple of TEEN SKANKS!
Striker gets up and walks on a tumble of old boxe with one heel on the edge and the other he swings and his face hits the cage causing Fizzerolli and Blitzo backing alway. You back away because this assassin scared you shitless.
Striker: As far I'm concerned, you two are both embarrassed to our kind from meddling with blue bloods to begin with! But at least loudmouth here has the sense to only fuck his rich bitch instead of being a little purse dog.
Blitzo: Oh great the fucking supremacist is on my side... wonderdul
Fizzerolli: Neither of you filth bags know what your talking about. If you even think that you're superior to anyone then you are no better then royal.
Striker was losing his temper and he violently grabbed Fizzerolli on the side his hand up his mouth panting with sweat down his cheek how close Striker and a threat he was it was kind of hot.
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Stiker: DON'T YOU DARE! Finish that sentence clown~
Crimson: Hey Hit for hire, I SAID THEM WATCH THEM, NOT FUCK THEM. KEEP YOU'RE HANDS OFF THE MERCHANDISE!
Striker attention was on Crimson as he look back at Fizzerolli and let him go hopping back following Crimon.
Fizzerolli: Ever heard of mouthwash....FUCK FAAAAAAAAAAAAACE!
You were tied up and waited for hours and Blitzo and Fizzerolli figure out of but out of nowhere you felt an tug of rope wrapped around you're neck making you chock not knowing that Striker got pulls you out of the cage and throws in an unused room with an large green mattress with bloody handcuffs on the rim of the bedboard wood torn off. You look back in fear and anticipation about what was going to happen next.
Y/N: What do you want from me Striker!
Striker: Nothing much doll I just need some time away from these fucking rich pricks and you're buddies who can't get their fucking lives together.
Y/N: So as the only female you're probably going take the anger and pleasure from me since you think I'm an damsel in distress and rather be fucked then be in the cage not knowing what the fuck would happen?
Striker: I stand corrected doll~ you know to much but that's what makes fun when I'm done fucking you hard and raw~
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You face was flushed and didn't know what else to do but you did like this no good bastard especially what he did to Fizzerolli that made you're panties soaked. Strike then lifted you're panties to nothing but slick liquid he plunged in his middle finger up to your core with an hand around you're mouth. You moan and whimper as the cowboy did his work he was quite impress how much you were taking his finger inside moving up down and this was standing up which made your legs feel like jelly. You wanted to scream and shout for help but Striker tugged more with his breathing heavy close to your earlobe and the rattle of his tail making you cry of ecstacy.
Striker: ~Not a word~
Warning you as you felt you were reaching to an orgasam as Striker chuckle rubbing your panties of the fabric and his middle finger plunging more and more you were breathing and panting as Striker demands you to cum.
Striker: Cum for me~ you be pulling it so well so why don't you show me all you're hot sticky cum~
You nodded faster and faster you finally squeeze and felt you're clit drip down all the cum as you're mouth hanging and face all red from letting out everything. Striker press a finger on your cum rubbing it between his finger tip having an taste as he still held onto you tight.
Striker: Doll you're fucking delicious~
The next step was another hard one Striker breaths heavy down you're clit as you felt you're hands bounds onto the wall couldn't move. Striker let's out his tongue first licking your clit and sucking inside you're hole all the way in bobbing like apples. You moaned more no matter how much you wanted to run or be home you did enjoy this pleasure that Striker gave you.
Striker: Fuck.... ( Tasting your clit all the way in)
Y/N: Ahh...Ahhh. Hah... Striker.. Striker!
Striker: Mmmm... keep on saying my name it's making my pants bulge~
Y/N: Please just take me... I can't take it anymore!
Striker stops sucking inside your clit and looks back at you with predator looking eyes at your mercy you wanted to have sex or just fuck him. Striker like how much you begged and how you were practically ruined and destroy. Striker leans to you with an long passionate kiss, uses his angelic blade to cut off the restrains as you're hands held onto him as you both kiss more then wrapped each other tongue in between the kissing. You were crying from mix of pain and pleasure Striker went all the way deep of his mouth in you're throat as he look back at you.
Striker: I knew that you wanted me doll~ and now I'm going to give you what you fucking want~ Just trying not to scream so loud don't want those rich pricks hearing us.
Y/N: No promises ( Kisses him more in between words) but I'll try.
Striker: Seems that I started early there's precum dripping after taking my pants off ( Kisses you more ) What do you say doll~ Think you can handle me raw fucking you~
You nod you're head as you felt you're clothes tugged and ripped and you're skirt lifted up panties ripped by Striker's angelic blade with no time to loose Striker press the tip of his cock into you're entrance he let out a grunt as you gasps of how large his cock was and how small your entrance of your hole it but Striker licks you're neck sucking on you're flesh leaving hickeys as he then slowly goes all the inside you and started moving. You held onto him as he ride you're hole with his cock thrusting. Striker huffing of how tight you were made him thrust and thrust more while bites you're neck. You screamed in the pillow and saw blood trailing down your neck and the new tender spots Striker has put on you.
Striker: Fuck...Mmm . Fuck... had to mark you doll~ In case we ever meet up again eventually we will ~
Striker did more thrusting as he turn over you're face buried into his chest as his tail rattle more up and down the bed was about to break and you couldn't take it anymore you felt you're cum dripping all already and you felt Striker's load as well down you're legs and his chest.
Striker: Alright doll I'll cum inside you~ Remember not a word~
Striker reminded you as he went faster his cock diving deeper and deeper as Striker let out a beast growl then the bed breaks, the cum load shoots in you're hole and the objects fell from the shaken and screaming. Striker panted catching a breath as he saw you twitch with cum all over yourself. He lean down to give you a kiss, and had to get back to watching your friends. He pulled up his pants and left you there a mess.
Striker: You were good doll ~ you'll see me soon~ ( Chukles and closes the door)
You stood there felt light headed and put back you're outfit that was half down and you're skirt barley covering you're private area. You went to open the door and saw dynamite and Blitzo grabbing with the whole building collapsed.
Blitzo and Fizzerolli end up walking with you at the end and you saw the two made up and hugging.
Y/N: Awwww I'm happy you guys are friends again
Fizzerolli: Let's just say it was complicated but now we don't wanna kill each other anymore. We tried to look for you while we escape but you weren't around?
Blitzo: Oh Fiz she was too busy finally having her first fucking ~ And sugar tits ya gotta tell who you finally let you have the cock insert to you're hole.
You stood silence for a moment and tug a piece of hair didn't want to say anything and Blitzo noticed red hickey marks and a few restrains by rope he then knew who you were fucking.
Blitzo: OH SHIT I FUCKING KNEW IT, YOU WERE FUCKING THAT COWBOY DADDY!!!!!!!!
Y/N: Hahahaha yuuuup.
Fizzerolli: I did admit before he was going to shoot me with a pistol that I did got hard with him
Blitzo: I KNOW RIGHT!?
You were happy that Blitzo and Fizzerolli made up and no longer enemies you honestly want to know about their story but maybe another time. You look to that you're panties were gone Striker must have took them while we exit the room leaving as covered in his loud.
Blitzo: Wouuuuuld it fuck up the mood if we made out? ( He said to Fizzerolli as he gives him an frown )
~End~
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ayumoandlongani · 6 months
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Première après-midi à l'INAthèque de la BnF pour visionner Les avocats du diable de Cayatte
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plaguem0th · 1 year
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Beginning of good things
The beginning of good things,
between me and you.
I want to drench myself in you,
and stuff you into every nook and cranny of my life. 
But what happens when things end?
Will there be songs that I cant listen to, 
till the very end?
Or movies that remind me of your laughter,
Will there be scents I can no longer bear to smell,
because they are all reminders of you?
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nellephoto25 · 6 months
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Little blue eyes,
Staring back at you,
Lips whispering lies,
The windows are foggy,
Desperate with despair,
She sings her songs,
Melodies and tears fill the air,
When it’s cold outside she shivers,
Borrowing his jacket,
She’s a lost soul,
Searching for something more,
How can each day just tick away,
Nothing more ,
Nothing less,
Headaches they come and go,
She grabs another drink,
Wishing away,
Pushing it all down,
Telling herself it’s just how life goes,
Broken glass,
Shattered on the ground,
Desperate with despair,
She sings her songs,
Melodies and tears fill the air,
It’s a cold, dark and lonely night,
Living alone inside
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