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poison-in-my-pen · 11 months

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A Piece of Mine

A/N: After watching S10: Epi 21 and then rewatching S10: Epi 4. A thought came to me, how would Dante's girlfriend react to seeing his unbounded rage?

The car ride home was quiet. I gazed at the images out of the passenger side window that was blurred by the rain. Was I overreacting? I’ve never seen him enraged like this before and it unleashed a hurricane in my head that he doesn’t know about, whose name I haven’t thought about until this moment. Dante’s stoicism, his gentle voice, his shyness, his vulnerability, his pensive stares, it all endeared me to him. But was all of that a facade to counter the rage that lived beneath the surface of his being? Was my judgment clouded because of it? I should've seen it, why didn't I see it? I’ve been here before, but this was not then, Dante is the complete opposite of him, or is he?

"Babe, let me explain." His voice pulled me from my melancholy reverie. He reached out and rested his hand on my knee.

I instinctively pushed his hand away, “don’t touch me.”

The acid in my voice caught us both off guard, I felt him stiffen next to me and my anger rushed forth like a tsunami wave because how dare he flinch when I just saw him bring a man twice his size down to his knees, hands in prayer as if Dante was his God begging for mercy. How dare he!

“Everything was a lie.”

“I never lied to you.”

“How did I miss this? How could I have been so stupid?”

“Babe, please.”

“You never get angry, you don’t raise your voice, not once when most people react, you just…I shrugged and trailed off. “How can someone as shy as you have this level of rage inside of them?”

He pointed at himself, “I never said I was shy, you assumed that because of my quiet nature. I’m a guy, all guys have different levels of aggression, it all comes down to how you choose to deal with that pent up anger. The gym, boxing is the way I release most of that energy and you are never around to see it, so I understand why you’re reacting like this.”

I scoffed, “you can’t possibly understand how I feel. Have you ever killed anyone with your bare hands?”

His fingers tightened on the steering wheel, “anyone can kill another with their bare hands.”

“I’m not talking about anyone, Dante, I’m talking about you? Have you killed a man with your bare hands?”

He looked at his hands for a beat, his eyes flashed over to me piercing my own before they turned back to the road. His expressive eyes spoke sentences, but his lips replied with one word. “No.”

“But you could?”

“Any cop can, anyone in law enforcement can, man or woman.”

“Again with the deflecting.”

I gazed out the window watching his reflection as the car stopped and he turned off the engine. He closed his eyes and rolled his neck to the right, the way he does when he becomes exasperated, then to his left; he opened his eyes and exhaled. He turned to me and unhooked my seatbelt. I opened the car door, stepping out before he had the chance to open his door and get to my door. He hated when I opened my own door and I slammed it shut knowing it would add to his exasperation that was building.

I didn’t have the key, so I waited as he opened the door to our apartment. I stepped in front of him, kicked off my shoes and continued down the hall, feeling his presence behind me as he followed me into the bedroom.

“You want the truth?”

“Yes.”

I had my back to him, he spun me around and took a step forward into my personal space and before my brain could relay the action to my body, he spoke, coolly “don’t move.” With his dark eyes fixed on my face, I felt the energy in the air shift as the heat from his body coalesced with the cold chill that escaped my core and scraped across my spine.

I could taste the peppermint scent emitting from his lips, I felt myself sway hypnotically, one kiss would end this argument.

“Are you afraid of me?” My breath hitched, my internal goddess hissed, yesssss. I shook my head. His lips brushed against my ear and I shivered, “I need to hear you say it. Remember, use your words.”

Those three words transported me to another time, our first time where he held me under a similar trance that I was unprepared for, where my body no longer belonged to me, but to him.

I found my words hidden behind my ribcage. “No.”

“No, what?”

The air became thick.

My body hummed.

“No, I’m not afraid of you.”

“Good.” He wrapped his hand around my neck and his thumb pressed lightly against my jugular, feeling my pulse hammer jacking against the pad of his thumb. “Yes, I can kill a man with my bare hands. When I was younger, I had this rage within me, an anger that made me lash out at any and everyone who looked at me the wrong way. Growing up the way I did, you never knew who would do you harm, so I had my guard up all the time and then I went to juvie.” He nudged my chin with his hand, “look at me.” I gazed at him, the green edges of his hazel eyes softened, “the rage you say you see is not the same rage that had a hold on me then. What you saw was rage controlled, I control it, it doesn’t control me. My psych eval says I’m nonreactive, which is true for the most part. There are situations like the one you saw tonight where I come close to the edge, but I will never step over. Now if someone did something to you or my mama,” he shrugs, “then who knows.” He dropped his hand to his side, “but, these are not the hands of a killer, these are the hands of your Danty, I’m the same man you met when you clumsily fell into my arms.”

I laughed and he laughed as we both remembered that moment, the mood in the air shifted, the energy was still charged but it swung to the opposite direction.

This time I reached for him first, lifting his shirt and pulling the buckle to his belt. “I’m sorry for overreacting.”

His fingers trailed upwards under my dress, pulling my panties down to my ankle, he knelt down on his knees and lifted my leg over his shoulder, tossing my underwear across the room. He kissed my thigh, the warmth filled my apex. “Am I forgiven?”

I nodded. My eyes closed giving in to the sensation of his stubble against my inner thigh, his kisses stopped and my eyes flew open to find him staring up at me, “use your words.”

“Yes, you are forgiven.” I said aloud.

He didn't have to speak his hazel eyes with the green edges became liquid gold, his fingers pushed against my opening and my warmth trickled onto his fingers. I moaned, grabbing his head. He lifted me up onto the edge of our bed, while he remained kneeled on the floor, his hands firmly pinned my wrists to my side, while his head was bowed at my altar.

“Dante, I screamed.

I could feel him smiling and I heard his voice in my head before he spoke.

“Use your words, baby.”

Post note: Dante's character is a fun one to explore. Not guaranteed that I'll write more fics, but this was fun to write....

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awwkie-dot-jar · 2 months

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I wanted to get silly with colors

#kie got a pen #fanart #danger days #the true lives of the fabulous killjoys #mcr #my chemical romance #gerard way #mikey way #venom sibilings #venom brothers #party poison #Kobra kid #man thats a lot of tags #next time I'm gonan just put “Danger days” and thats it tbh

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baconcolacan · 1 month

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Oh my god who let this guy in?????

That flag there btw is supposed to be the "Queer" flag. In this AU Tord isn't very keen on labels, but he does know that he's masc and that he likes whoever catches his fancy, regardless of gender. It took him a very VERY long time to accept this.

Edd/Matt/Tom/Tord

Individuals below

Look at this mf in his work/crafting clothes, he has most of the safety gear then WEARS OPEN TOED SHOES AROUND DANGEROUS MATERIALS.

IDIOT

#eddsworld #ew Stay AU #ew tord #eddsworld au #dandraws #eddsworld tord #DUDE I WAS FIGHTING FOR MY LIFE DRAWING THIS ASDSDSD #I HAVE ART BLOCK RN #PICKING UP AND MOVING MY PEN FELT LIKE I WAS TAKING -1 POISON DAMAGE AT EVERY STROKE #I hate u torf KJHSDGSHJDG #MAN

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alastorfans · 3 months

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ANGEL DUST FINISHED !!

request are open!!

#hazbin hotel #my art #sketch #traditional art #artists on tumblr #artwork #hazbin art #fanart #hazbin poison #hazbin angel dust #hazbin hotel angel dust #angel dust art #angel dust fanart #angel dust #angel #hazbin hotel poison #pencil #pen and ink

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rillette · 1 year

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pen test ft miss poison ivy

#poison ivy #pamela isley #basketball #i dont really have anything to say about this idk why my hand wanted to draw her but here u go #i like this new pen i think #might fiddle around with the settings more but im lazy and idk how csp brushes work lol

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tromroan · 6 months

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My submission for this year's Edward Gorey Envelope Contest! The theme was "Catwalk"! This year I gave myself three days to draw, rather than just one, haha, but I'm really pleased with how it turned out! I only had to refill my fountain pen three times. :)

#edward gorey #pen and ink illustration #edward gorey house #poison gowns #fountain pen art #Tromroan #my art

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radioves · 1 year

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its quite shrimple actually

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the-valiant-valkyrie · 7 months

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@mothbeasts average loyal-until-scorned fan vs average martyr enjoyer. or. something.

#oh my god did this really take me an hour. this did NOT take me an hour..... but it did. maybe more.#wig gets maimed and immediately dies after this. just so everybody knows.#she would have survived if it weren't for the poison. classic coward tactic 🙄 just proving her point honestl💥#crackpost #i picked up a pen (art)

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furtbert · 4 months

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Garbodor moleskine sketch, Nov 2019

#drawing #sketch #garbodor #poison #pokemon #moleskine #pen and ink #watercolor #cute #my art #fanart #doodle #traditional art #traditional drawing #2019

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poison-in-my-pen · 1 year

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Urge to write Kang fanfics.

Anyone interested in reading them?

#poisoned pen #poison in my pen #poison in my veins #poisoned ink #fantasy fiction #marvel fanfiction #fan fiction #avengers fanfiction #poisoned veins #fanfic #marvel fandom #kang the conqueror #Kang the conqueror fan fic #Kang the conqueror fanfiction #nathaniel richards #Nathaniel richards fan fic #Nathaniel richards fanfiction

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sunnylighter · 1 year

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Okay, I couldn’t resist. Lloyd and Kai beat Harley and Ivy in the last poll, making them the victors of the Red and Green Duo tournament, so I could draw them in some of the ladies’ outfits that at least have pants.

https://www.tumblr.com/sunnylighter/710717942709583872

I did the movie/later seasons version this time since I did early show version for the Phineas and Ferb victory. Mostly because This Lloyd has better hair for being Ivy. Kai looks way too eager to use that hammer.

Great job everyone in making it a Ninjago Sweep

#ninjago #lego ninjago #Lego Ninjago movie #lloyd garmadon #kai ninjago #poll victory #ninjago sweep #poison ivy #harley quinn #my art #gel pens

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haydendemonlizard · 2 months

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