#this game fucking ROCKS and I'm so sad for it that it was released along bg3 b/c it deserves so much more attention and love

[vaguely-concerned]

I uh. would die for him btw

#he probably wouldn't let me in a very funny non-commital way but he is EVERYTHING to me #he showed up and I was immediately like 'ah shit here we go again' fhdjska sad clown trickster weak spot duly hit/obliterated #stray gods #stray gods pan #this game fucking ROCKS and I'm so sad for it that it was released along bg3 b/c it deserves so much more attention and love

[trickarrows-bishop]

I would love to know what fandoms you're into bc I swear I find the randomest shit on my dashboard and they usually correlate with a fandom I'm in.

drum roll please 🥁🥁🥁

GADIES AND LETELMEN. I GIVE TO U . EVERY FUCKING FANDOM (im lying there's no way these are all of them) THAT IM IN

movies, tv and books and yh u get the idea: (no particular order. im reading off a list) - lost in space - do revenge - the sex lives of college girls (leighton murray the beloved <333) - ted lasso (ted is literally just a little guy i love him fr) - free guy - star wars (i haven't watched anything thats new tbh (aka ashoka) BUT IM GETTING THERE) - crush (the best 2022 movie Of All Time) (ignoring that cast drama ofc cuz wtf was that) - warrior nun (beatrice i am on my knees please) - willow (2022) (jade claymore i am single) - hsmtmts (maddox single handily got me to watch season four tbh. saylor bell curda the woman you are. MY GOD-) - hunger games (SAW TBOSBAS YESTERDAY IT FUCKING ATE RAHHHH) - paper girls (i would sell my left kidney for this) (my left kidney hardly works but im sure you get the gesture) - stranger things (atp finn is all i interact w the fandom most of them have acc ruined it. im looking at the stancys, b*lly defenders/stans and the people who basically helped explode steddie. (idm steddie it is just Everywhere) - the half of it (its just a sweet lil movie yk :') ) - tlou (i've only seen the show but ellie is so fucking funny) - mcu (im blaming my father for this one he acc made me watch them from such a young age that the mcu is just in my fucking dna atp. i haven't watched basically any of phase five other than gotg 3 tho BAHAHHFDJFH) - ALSO THE ATSV MOVIES EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE I LOVE EM EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

musicals WOOOOO (yh im kinda a musicals kid moving along): - six the musical (im a lesbian. no explanation needed) - dear evan hansen (cried seeing this live. i am NOT talking about the movie) - & juliet (idk this musical just. ate.) - mean girls (ITS COMING TO THE UK IN SPRING 2024. AND THE MOVIE IN JANUARY IM GONNA BE SOOOOO ANNOYING) - rent (i need like every version of I'll Cover You to be injected to my DNA immediately fanks) - the prom (nothing compares to the lesbian musical of all time (i am NOT talking about the netflix adaption (although araina debose did kinda eat)))

MUSICIANS RAHHH - t swizzle (need u to immediately realise although i am a swiftie i : am aware her music is not for everyone and can accept that she very much is not this perfect person. she has made mistakes in her career . no one is a perfect person. but i will NOT tare this away from her songwriting being fucking insane) - renee rapp (she's the loml she wants me fr (she doesn't know i exist)) (renee releasing any piece of music makes me better and worse at the same time) - holly humberstone (COOLEST FUCKING PERSON ON THE PLANET I LOVE HER MUSIC SM GOD ITS JUST SAD MUSIC RAHHH) - muna (i love cool gay people) - girl in red (see previous point) - sabrina carpenter (although i don't like acc know that many of her songs (rip) she's so fucking cool dude i can't even deny it if i wanted to) - foo fighters (yes i went from taylor swift to foo fighters what about it i love rock music too <3) - arctic monkeys (their music eats next question) - foals (RAHHH AWESOME BAND RAHHHH)

#if i come up w anymore i will add but uhm. yeah. #also my comfort movie is wall-e #i fucking love wall-e <3 #fandoms

[lastoneout]

which fob song were you thinking of?? for some reason i can’t think of it and it’s driving me crazy also i love the idea behind the post so true <3

Oh, it's "What A Time To Be Alive" from their newest album! I'm literally obsessed with it, it's SO good and I am incredibly impressed that they managed to flip to a completely new genre that's so different from their other music and immediately nail it. (I'd embed it here but youtube is evil and hates embedding so here's the link.)

And tbh, if you'll indulge me, Fall Out Boy really is the band that, to me, most encapsulates the spirit of "we can do whatever we want who cares what anyone else thinks". Like all throughout their music is the theme of how expectations are a prison that destroys creativity and the best way to be free is to say fuck it, and I am so fucking inspired by them because of it.

So really, who gives a shit about consistency or sticking to one style or any of that crap! Be an emo rock band unapologetically releasing a goddamn Earth Wind and Fire song. Switch from western cartoon styles to anime to watercolor to oil paints to whatever. Write books and fanfics and poetry and video essays, draw and make animatics and comics and stickers. Stream video games and learn to sing and drop both on the same youtube channel. Make sad things and then happy things and then sad again. Switch genres from project to project just for fun. Because you might make some truly amazing art when you stop limiting yourself to one style, one skill, one hobby, one anything. Just do what you love, do what sparks joy, let your passion take you wherever it takes you, even if you've never been there before.

Like, that's part of why it annoys me so much when I hear people say they don't like when a band tries new stuff, or they wish they'd just stick to the same kind of music that made them popular. Or when I hear people say this about like, literally any type of artist or creator. You do not have to do the same thing forever. We SHOULD try new stuff and drop the old when we've lost interest. Insisting that artists never do anything new is how we get the 50th Marvel movie that's just the same as the last one, or 20 meaningless live-action Disney remakes, or youtubers or streamers or artists who keep saying they WANT to make new content but they lose their audiences when they do so they just keep chugging along with stuff they've lost passion for.

We should let stuff that was good go when it's time has passed and embrace new things, even if we end up not liking them as much, because we only stand to benefit from it. When we let artists and other creators and OURSELVES go out and try new things we get wonderful new creations, and even when we don't we still grow and will make even better stuff next time. We have to try new things and fail and keep going to grow as people and as artists and I will always encourage that.

That's what Fall Out Boy's music is to me, beyond emotional catharsis. It's a reminder that I don't EVER have to be or make just one thing, and that it's better, I'm better, when I don't let anyone convince me I do.

(Anyway that got long and rambly, sorry. And I know FOB aren't the only artists that exemplify this, but I do love them for really going out of their way to make it clear they aren't going to just do one thing forever. Especially because they're proof when people try new stuff they can make amazing art.)

#Ask #Anonymous #brb making a post of all the times fob talks about expectations and being pigeon-holed as just one thing sucks #they legit said maybe their place in the emo revival is making an album no one likes!! #THAT'S SO FUCKING COOL #MAKE BAD ART WHO CARES #fob #fall out boy #so much (for) stardust #the list of genres on fobs wikipedia page is fucking inspirational

[afandommultiverse]

Enemies - Zora Ideale

word count - 2.5k

request - Z3ll0us

warnings - uhh none really, language probably, just some fluff

a/n - ya'll, my bad, I'm not dead just not creative, I somehow came up with this in the matter of like 5 months, and it's still shit I'm sorry guys, but I hope you all enjoy! Btw I'm going to be trying my best to come back!💕

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It seemed no matter where he went, no matter what job it was if they were there, there was no chance for him. How many bounties had he lost? How many relics had they stolen right from under him for contracts? Zora was sick of it and made it a rule to himself that he would drop everything and turn the other way when he saw them, but what was even the point? Because no matter where he went, they were always there.

Even now, a member of the Black Bulls, he was having a hard time holding back from releasing magic spells. He wanted them gone, at least that is what he thought. Why else would he get this burning feeling looking at them to speak to Magna like they have been friends for years? But, of course, Zora could never tell them. However, he wanted them to talk to him like that, not like he was just some scum on the bottom of their shoes, but it is not like all he has done has exactly helped his relationship with them, which brought him to his current predicament.

"With who?" Zora could not believe his luck. Of course, he was going to be with them. What else would the fates do but trick and play with him? His suffering must be amusing. Yami puffed on his cigarette as he handed Zora a pack of mission information.

"You are with Y/n. Now go find them and get on; I forgot about that one under some stacks of papers, due dates in 3 days." Yami kicked Zora out of his office and left him there to stare at the door as he thought about how fucked the next four days would be for him.

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It was a cave expedition. Some wild animals had been going in there and coming out with big mana. It was beginning to make it dangerous for the surrounding villages who hunted wild game to put dinner on the table. But, thank the gods, Yami had cleaned off his desk; if not, who knows what kind of trouble the guild would have been in the next few days.

Walking to their room, Zora had heavy feet, which seemed only to get more weighted and weighted as he got closer to their door. Then he heard their laugh vibrating through the walls and ringing out to the hall where he could listen, halting his step and his heartbeat. Zora swallowed a knot before bringing his hand up to the door and knocking heavily. He heard their steps before the door opened, and they stared at him, sitting into their hip and glaring.

"What?" They seethed, narrowing their eyes as if looking for a trick. He sighed and handed them the folder, not even bothering to mess with them right now; they will prove him wrong later anyways.

"Be ready in thirty minutes." And then he walked away.

Y/n P.O.V

I watched Zora skulk away, a different air around him, almost defeated. I frowned before closing the door and turning back to the guest.

"Who was that?" A friend of mine from hell, a tiny demoness who specialized in brews and potions. Aliza was her name, and she was a stout little thing with filled-out curves and gorgeous maroon skin that glowed. Her nails were sharp and black, seeming to glitter in the light as she lifted her cup, which was much more prominent in her little red hands. Red swirly horns curled around her ears before pointing up in effortless black points that seemed to drip back down her horns like minor oil spills. Most enticing were her pink eyes, slit-like a cat and equally as sharp.

"Zora, a team member." I settled back down in my seat in front of her and sipped my tea. Her tail swished around her curiously as she stared at me pointedly. Since she was so short, she had to stand on the table to see eye to eye; she looked adorable under the flowers in the vase sitting at the center of the table.

"Just a team member?" Her pink eyes seemed to glint in knowing, knowing what? I did not know. I eyed her suspiciously as I finished up my meal.

"Yeah. Just a team member who, by the way, gets on my nerves sometimes and is a huge asshole." I took the final sip from my tea and gathered the dishes before throwing them through a portal to hell. Aliza looked unimpressed as she watched me close the said portal. "What?"

"You cannot keep expecting Helltower to keep doing your dishes." I grinned, dusting off my hands and moving to change.

"Of course I can! He loves me! Plus, I always repay him with little trinkets from the middle world." I mused, throwing on my guild cape and walking out of the room, Aliza following me. Her heels clicked on the stone hall as she followed me, surprisingly keeping up for being so small.

"Where are you going?" She continued to drink her tea, which she had reheated with a small flame in her hand.

"Some mission, talk shit later, okay?" She laughed before slipping through a small red vortex in front of her effortlessly, and I continued to meet Zora.

It has been silent ever since we started walking, stale moods rising from both of us. Yami had mentioned that the mission would be within walking distance. What he had failed to mention was that he thought thirty-five miles was within walking distance, which brought us here, stumbling on the only trail that would lead us to the village in need. Wind around us blew softly, whistling through the trees and making the leaves above our heads shutter and shake. Orange and yellow leaves were falling overhead to frame our little journey. Now and then, deer or a rabbit would hop across a few feet ahead of us, some even stopping to stare at us with their beady eyes before walking off.

As silent as it was between us, the forest made up plenty of sounds, birds chirping tiny tunes to each other from the high treetops. We had even heard the roars of hogs fighting by a pond over a mate. We stopped to watch them for a second but continued a little after. Eventually, Zora let out an irritated sigh and walked over to a tall, thick tree, probably hundreds of old- and kicked it so hard, the roots ripped out from the ground, well, mostly. Before any dirt or rocks could hit us, Zora quickly set up a magic circle and reflected it all. I watched in astonishment and confusion. What the hell was he doing? Then, as dozens of birds flew away from the scene, scared of such commotion, he spoke.

"Cut this for me, dear?" I scoffed at the nickname, trying to ignore the sweet pound of my heart that followed after his raspy voice wrapped around that word in an unreasonable amount of attractiveness. Then I thought of a particular pair of pink cat eyes glinting at me. So I shuffled forward, opting instead of asking questions to pull an ax out of a small portal. "I always forget your weapons are double the size of Cap'n Yami." He muttered off to the side, watching as I walked up to the top of the tree and measured up the ax to swing. As I swung down on the trunk, cutting it just as it began to branch out, I heard a low whistle, and secondly, his footsteps walking along the tree trunk back to me.

"Clean shot, doll." He grinned down at me, then looked back at the severed trunks. "We'll take the long one for the rest of the ride, whaddya say?" He asked, reaching down to pull me up. What the hell is going on? As I gripped his hand, I was almost in a trance, confused and running through millions of thoughts. Setting my body on auto-pilot as I tried to figure out why the hell he was so lovely. Which, in the end, was a bad idea, or maybe a good one.

My foot slipped, and just when I thought I was going to eat shit, a specific pair of hands gripped me, pulling me up fast. We fell back, landing against the wood hard; well, Zora did at least.

"Fuck." He groaned, rubbing his head before looking up at me, his mischievous eyes and smile gone, there laid concern. "Are you okay?" He moved me off of him gently, surprisingly not making any inappropriate comments on our position.

"You saved me," I spoke, still flabbergasted with what happened and the events leading up to it.

"Yeah, it didn't look like it was gonna be a soft fall, sweetheart." He stood up, convinced that I was all right, and gave me a hand again, this time watching me intensely as if I would misstep again. After I was up, he walked away, going to the head of the tree to fill it with mana. Slowly, the trunk began to rise, higher and higher, until we were above the surrounding trees. Green leaves blocking the view of the forest floor we once stood on, and a soft sunset began in front of us. The trunk began to move forward, slowly speeding up before staying steady. The wind whipped my hair around, along with a few of my things, making me hold on to them tightly after tying up what I could of my hair. I walked up to Zora again, coming to sit beside him. The trunk was thick enough for us to sit side by side, but it was a tight fit nonetheless. So as I settled beside him, he moved slightly for me, but our legs stayed glued to each other.

"If you could just do this the entire time, why didn't you just leave me back there?" I laughed it off, so used to him being a pain in the ass, and it is not like it would not be the first time he screwed me over in some way. Our relationship was not one of the niceties or cordial words. So often, you would find us fighting or screaming to see the other because of something they did, which eventually leads to a fight. Zora did not look at me for a bit, but when he did, I wished he had never turned his head. His eyes were sullen, sad, and overthinking, foggy with millions of thoughts that looked to be running through his head. The evident frown that towed down his face bothered me, so used to the shit-eating grin he pranked me or others, or when after putting someone in their place.

"I guess I can be really mean sometimes, huh?" I did not know his voice could be so soft. Honestly, I was surprised I heard him at all, but I did and could not stop thinking about it. I did not feel it necessary to talk after that, instead finally shutting my trap and moving on to watch the sunset. Colors blurred and blended across the sky, framing the mountains and trees rising to kiss the sky. It was quite the sight with bright pinks, oranges, and even some purple painted across the blue sky. When we reached the village, the sun was long gone, replaced by the moon, just as bright and beautiful with specks of stars across the sky. At some point, I remember getting bored and searching for the different zodiacs and patterns defined by the stars. As soon as I had found my sign, the tree trunk began to descend.

The trees we once flew over surrounded us and shut us off from the sky once again as we settled on the forest floor. The tiny little path we had been following earlier continued beside us, looking as it had when we left it hours ago. Up ahead, I could see the village glowing lively. Its name is written proudly on a wooden sign almost overcome at the bottom in ivy. However, before we got there, I opened my big mouth again.

"I don't blame you for being so mean; I mean, I would be mean too if my guild partner beat me at everything." That is not how it was supposed to come out, I mean, I was genuinely trying to be nice, but I did not filter the words that left my mouth before. Zora's head turned to me, eyes gaunt and eerie, his brilliant smile no longer on display.

"You wanna run that by me again, Doll?" The venom that surrounded the once cheery nickname made my stomach drop. I felt backed against a corner with miles surrounding me to run off. Quickly I tried to explain what I meant.

"Wait, Zora, that's not what I meant- not how I-"

"No, I think I got it doll, you just think you're that much better than me, huh? So what, you got to some quests before me, stolen relics under my nose, and joined my guild, passing me up in less than four months. I don't care, Honey, 'cause ain't nobody better than me- 'cause ain't no one like me! I don't care how much mana you have, how many spells you cast, how skilled you are, or how fucking perfect you are! None of that is gonna change no matter how gorgeous you are!" Zora's eyes widen, and he clenched his mouth shut, turning away with a growl and turning to walk off toward the village ahead of us.

"You think I'm perfect?" I called out, watching him stop and turn back to look at me. Zora's face was blank as he spoke.

"Are you telling me that out of ALL that, that is the only thing that stuck?" He scoffed, and his eyes narrowed slightly, sharp jaws sent in a deep frown. I walked up to him and stopped a step ahead of him. I held out my hand slowly, making sure I held eye contact with him.

"Truce?" Zora looked at my hand, astonished, which slowly melted away and revealed mixed relief and annoyance. Then, finally, he moved to grip my hand and shake it firmly.

"Truce. Whoa-" I yanked Zora forward, pulling him close, catching his surprised blue eyes before closing my own and going in for a kiss. Fortunately, Zora fell into it almost too easily, slipping his arms around me tight and returning the kiss with a bottled fever. However, after a few seconds, he pushed back, letting me go.

"W-What was that for?" I stared at him, lips still buzzing slightly from the contact.

"I don't know; it felt like the right thing to do. I think you're perfect, handsome too."

#black clover #black clover zora #zora ideale #zora ideale x reader #black clover oneshots #request #x reader #im back bitches #fluff

[cannibal-witchh]

Reader(Fem) X Alcina Dimitrescu

(PART 1)

Written by cannibal_witchh

⛓Trigger Warning⛓

Story contains: Gore, sexual elements, vulgar language, violence, elements of sub/dom behavior, and captivity.

Notes:

I am not the most confident writer so bare with me if theres some flaws floating around the story. I also have very minimal general knowledge to Alcina right now due just demos only being out. Please, be considerate that there's only so much information released on her so most of what I'm writing is not canon. Let's keep it positive and real, we all are thirsting after Lady D so here's a a fanfiction. Also couldn't condense it in one story so going to make this adleast a two or three parter.

It can get confusing with a lot of female characters so the reader is of course:

Y/N - your name

Her/she- i wanted to refer to the female reader in italics and bold

Y/L/N- your last name

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Thunder echoed along the well decorated corridor walls . Hints of lightning occasionally flashed between fluttering curtains. Beyond the curtains was an open window, below that was a critical drop into snow and shards of large rocks. That was definitely not worth risking. Y/N had been held in captivity for what felt like a legitimate eternity. Confinded to a small well kempt room, it seemed as though it had once been a guest room according to the furnishing. All the basic necessities of a bedroom were present here. The fabrics that dressed the bed were of a fine quality, and the boards that held all of it up were of incredible carpentry. Gentle embers flickered from the candlewicks that rose tall on the golden girandoles. Despite captivity the room was comfortable, it was illuminated with warm colors, although still dim and feint.

The door swung open, a black swarm of insects swirled infront of the door as it begun to quickly form a figure. It revealed a small vampiric woman, hooded with golden locks peaking from under it. She flashed her teeth with an enthusiastic smile, as she revealed blood stained teeth, lips, as well as her chin. " Oh, goody! You are awake. I always feel bad feeding when someone is asleep.", She shut the door as she advanced closer to Y/N. Adrenaline began to flood through her veins, hair on her body standing up, and her palms perspiring. She was covered in scabbed bite marks, and bruises - it didn't take long for her to recall the abrupt painful puncture of teeth break through her skin. The old bites began to twitch with pain at the idea a new addition would be welcomed. " I just prefer blood thats been in shock, y'know, awake? It gives it a nice acidic flavor, plus,", she towered over Y/N breathing in her aroma. " It smells wonderful.", she giggled in soft whispers. "Enough.", Y/N demanded as she attempted to cease her trembling. Her body was returning to anxiety because it was clear what was about to happen. A feeding. The vampire didn't seem to express offense, strangely her face bore amusement. "Oh ok, how about this!", she excitedly brought out her sickle and swung at her. With one swift swing the sickle hooked right under her knee cap. A shriek was released from Y/N's lips, agonizing pain radiating everywhere, and blood began to river out from the site. The vampire dragged her with the sickle through the corridor as everything seemed like a blurr from the shock. Hallways seemed like a stretched out haze, and noises seemed to be loud echoes one would hear in a juvenile cafeteria. "Whe-where are you taking me...?", she barely mustered as she felt the sickle dig through muscle and actually brush against the back of her knee cap. Fuck. The sickle was released quickly from her skin as she heard the sound of blood fly onto the ground. That abrupt removal felt worse for minutes compared to the weapon actually being present in Y/N's knee. The monstrous woman lifted the sickle to her crimson stained lips, inhaling the aroma deep, and then proceeding to lick the sickle of the blood it had collected. Sounds of ecstasy escaped her satin black lips, her eyes darted over at Y/N as she felt like she was on the verge of fainting from shock. " I love blood that has some acidicity to it. It gives it a nice kick. You know how that works? For example, your blood could still have more of that taste. One who is in a flight or fright scenario, where they are in absolute fear and adrenaline kicks in...thats when the meat and blood have a sour flavor. Mmm, thats why we are going to play a game." , she licked her lips as her eyes flickered with hunger and passion. Y/N groaned in pain as she felt her body gasp from the fevered pain beating in her knee. " I propose we play hide and go seek! You already know who's hiding. I will give you to the count of 100." , her eyes shimmered from this fucked up idea, she quickly turned her back and covered her eyes. Slowly the sickle in her hand vanished within dark smoke, damn it, Y/N within fading in and out had thought perhaps of stealing that and killing her there. Not anymore. She rose up with wobbling knees, just like a new born dear barely capable of using its legs, she began to hobble as fast as she could away.

"Oh, and I can smell your blood. So hide well, Y/L/N."

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Y/N consistently looked back, watching if the vampire had cheated the game. She was indeed honoring the game, that was adleast something about this blonde one she liked. She seemed to honor things she said, " 89...70...", her voice echoed loudly through the halls. The numbers lowering as Y/N felt her adrenaline spike even higher.

Y/N managed to find a door unlocked in a different wing of the manor. She adleast went through 10 locked doors before fleeing to another location of the manor. With pure luck, she discovered this door, it was unlocked and she took her gamble and entered quietly. With trembling gore soiled hands, she locked the door, and sunk to the ground. Very little energy existed in her, she anticipated for dear life the blonde vampire wouldn't smell her here.

The sound of gentle humming danced along the walls of this room, very melodic, sad, and eerie. Lonely, perhaps. With Y/N's quick realization, this resembled a garden bath house. The windows stretched tall in this room, revealing bleeding light from the full moon, there were plants of vibrant emeralds surrounding the large mass of water that centered the room. The water was decorated with rose petals and red spider lilies. The room was architecturally structured with several stones of marble, and looked almost like a Greek bath house . Gentle sounds of rushing water followed between stones which flowed into the big pool of water. Little ripples scattered across the water causing the red flowers to bob up and down.

The humming persisted as Y/N felt her heart drop, she quickly scurried to the nearest marble pillar to conceal herself. The humming was growing louder and louder, could it be the hungry vampire? She wasn't certain if it was worse but it certainly felt like it, Lady Dimitrescu emerged from the shadows of the room, and strided to the water. She was only wrapped in the finest silk, a tight sheer white robe that hugged tightly against her hips. She definitely had a full figure, the robe delivered a silhouette of her motherly figure. It certainly complimented, the low cut of the robe teased her deep cleavage, the sheer silk revealed faint color and the shape of her puffy areolas. Even in the predicament Y/N was in, it was still hard not to appreciate Alcina's physical beauty.

Alcina continued her melodic hum for a few more moments as she admired the undulations of the floral water. " Y/N Y/L/N, you believe me to be foolish?", she broke from her tune as her eyes looked directly at Y/N. She gulped hard as she submitted to the acceptance Alcina would more than likely kill her. She continued to lay her back against the cold pillar, one hand applying pressure to her bleeding knee, the other containing the fear that was trying to escape her lips. " I could smell that delicious blood from here.", she chucked lightly, "Come here, now.", she demanded with her arms crossing. Y/N did not obey the command, she remained quiet behind the pillar. For minutes it consisted of painful sharp silence, only the sound of her terrified heart beats could be heard. Her ears burned and rung, it desperately needed the assurance Alcina was still idle. Did Y/N dare look beyond the pillar? She peeked over and Alcina was no where to be found. Consternation filled her as there wasn't even a trace of evidence to signify the direction Alcina went. Unexpectedly, Y/N felt a hard blow and collapsed on her side. Her hands releasing themselves, and a gasp of air evacuated her mouth. " Oh, I see. ", Alcina had kicked her, her foot pressed hard against her side. Her smooth leg exposed, tracing all the way to her innermost thigh. Her skin looked smooth like porcelain, but certainly felt the weight of heavy boulders as it rested on her. Y/N groaned in pain as she felt her foot dig deep into her. "Bleeding out on my perfect floors. Oh, what a mess. Although, it does certainly smells of of tart berries, yes, what a wonderful aroma.", Alcina breathed in the cold air, inhaling hints of Y/N's blood. She moaned in intoxication to the alluring smell of fresh blood. Alcina removed her foot from Y/N, she gasped for air in relief, and tried to attempt to sit up. Alcina quickly lunged forward without even a blink, and her long hand wrapped around Y/N's throat. "No, I don't think so.", Alcina smirked as her hand squeezed around her throat. She fell onto her back, the large vampress towering over, her large hand pressing into her throat.She was capable of breathing but it was incredibly taxing especially with the critical condition she was in. Desperate wheezing filled the air, it burned and stung inside of Y/N's throat. Alcina stared into her eyes, a long red smile stretched upon her pale white face. "Hmm, this is quite boring already. I am quite famished too.", she released her grip, ascended and brought her arms to her bosom to cross them. Y/N began to violently cough and gag as proper air flow returned to her lungs. After several minutes of constant heaving, she finally managed to collect herself. "Come.", Alcina ordered as she turned on the balls of her feet and waltzed to the bath. Y/N submitted, too exhausted to resist any longer. She barely could stand but managed, she approached Alcina with her eyes fixed on her every move. " My little one lacks control. Just as I would suspect with her age. If she doesn't stop stabbing you, you'll die. And I really have grown addicted to your flavor as well. I really would hate for you to bleed out one day because of her reckless actions.", she expressed with a sigh of annoyance. Suddenly, a knock interrupted her rambling, " Lady Dimitrescu,", it was the blonde vampire. Alcina let out another sigh in annoyance. "Yes?", she responded with a disinterested tone, as she crossed her arms a little more snug. Revealing a distracting amount of cleavage being pressed together. " Is Y/N in there?", she sniffed loudly as she strived to rattle the door knob open. " Yes, but I require her. I will discuss with you later some important matters. For the mean time, please do not disturb me and I'll return to you soon.", Alcina said sternly as her fingers drummed the top of her arms impatiently. "Yes, Lady Dimitrescu. ", the blonde vampire responded with pure disappointment in her tone.

"Now, where were we? Oh, yes. I've decided you will become my little feeding pet. My daughters do not know how to handle food without killing it. So you are now only mine. Clear?", she lowered herself and grabbed Y/N by the face. Turning her face side to side to examine the condition she was in. Y/N nodded to the best of her abilities, and quickly, Alcina released her. "Good. I'm glad you are willing. I want you to undress now." Embarassment flooded Y/N's mind, her cheeks buzzing with warmth. Why would she even demand that? " I intend on drinking the blood thats already spilling out of you. But I won't drink it while its been dragged around by a rusty sickle and pressed against the dirty floor.", her refined side was definitely exposed. She was different from her daughters, she wanted her meals much more virtuous. " Oh, now, now. I will even join you. They say when two are bathing they are equals.", she added as she disrobed herself. Gently she slide the robe off her shoulders and down her large breasts, as the robe began to flutter down to the marble. Her naked body exposed, and remarkable. Her large breasts sitting perky, her puffy areolas a light grey, and her waist down was incredibly curvy. Absolutely, a full figured silhouette. She dipped her feet in and followed by submerging her body into the bathwater. She let out a sound of relaxation as she smirked and beckoned Y/N. "Come, now."

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To be continued...

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[thatsgay-writes]

Day 16

PREVIOUS

"Here they are, the brave young women whose tale of struggle and survival has gripped the nation." The host says as she sends the camera a smile. "The unsinkable nine, as we have come to know them. Ladies, you must have dreamed of coming home for so long. Now that you're here, what do you wanna do most?" She questions as she turns towards you and your friends. "Honestly, smoke about a hundred cigs, you know? Like, really rip through a carton or two." Dot starts as she leans forwards on the couch. The host gives her a slightly awkward smile, "Okay. How about the rest of you?"

"I don't know; Maybe hit up the OG for a never-ending pasta bowl and just... I don't know... Get back to our real lives." Toni says next followed by Nora. "I'd like to read the Odyssey again, rather than, like, live it." She jokes awkwardly, causing some of the girls to laugh in response. "Leah, what about you?" "Oh, um, I just wanna reconnect with certain people... People who may have been worried and-or felt like we had unfinished business. And if that person is watching right now, I just wanna say that I did not not miss you every day." You cringe at Leah's little monologue, still not feeling 100% about her after her fight with Shelby.

"My turn, Brooke, and I've got a nice, straight answer for you. I'm going to fuck the rowdiest guy with the biggest dick as soon as I fucking can." Fatin says, causing everyone to pause the fantasy you all shared and look at Fatin. Fatin turned to look at you, since you were at the end of the couch, and you couldn't contain your laugh. "Holy shit!" You belt out as you roll onto your side, "I don't think you can say that." You tell her after you finally catch your breathe. Fatin rolls her eyes, "Okay, make it more media-friendly. I am going to fornicate with the healthiest penis I can find ASAP." You let out a laugh at her newly formed answer.

After that, Dot changed her answer and Fatin got on Leah for her "emo shit show" answer and how Romeo's would be in everyone's DM's, before they finally started cheering over the fact that there was a chance to return home. "We're going home, bitches!" Martha yells as she holds up the bottle of vodka, causing all the other girls to cheer. You go to celebrate with them but notice how Shelby stays silent and slowly pulls away from the group. You watch her go, debating if you should follow her, as Toni helps you stand. Her face holds a large smile that slowly falls as she notices how distracted you are and that Shelby was walking away.

Ever since kissing Shelby, Toni had been confused on her feelings between the both of you. She had loved you for years but Shelby just had something so attracting about her. Unknown to her, you were having the same thoughts. "I'll, um... I'll be right back." You say as you pat Toni's hands that were still holding your own after helping you up. Toni just nods her head as you hop away after Shelby.

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"You don't seem very excited..." You try and joke as you hop around the rock Shelby was sitting on, closing your mouth as soon as you see how sad she looks. You fidget nervously for a few seconds as Shelby doesn't respond to your presence. You let out a deep breathe before sitting down next to Shelby on the rock. "Are you okay?" You ask as you slowly reach out your hand to grabs hers. You move slowly so she has enough time to pull away but she doesn't. When you tangle your fingers with Shelby's, she finally reacts some and turns her head to look at you. She opens and closes her mouth a few times wanting to say something, but ultimately ends up closing it and shaking her head. You let out a sigh but nod your head. You lean forwards and cup one of her cheeks, giving her a quick kiss on the other one. Your face gains a small smile as you notice Shelby blush, "I'll leave you to your thoughts... If you ever need someone to vent to or a shoulder to lean on I'll be here." You tell her as you slowly stand up and start hopping back towards to other girls, missing how Shelby stared after you longingly.

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As you get closer to the other girls, you smile as you hear them all laughing and joking around. "Oh, Martha, you're gonna be trippin motherfucking balls dude." You hear Fatin say as you finally reach the group and collapse next to Toni. Hopping around was not fun and you were going to need to find a walking stick or something soon. "And she won't be alone." Rachel says as she holds her hand out towards Fatin. Taking what looks to be a bag of gummy bears? You nudge Toni with your shoulder and send her a questioning look. "Martha ate edibles." She whispered to you before turning back to the group and reaching for the bag. You covered your mouth in shock and laughed at the fact that Martha, sweet and innocent Martha, ate edibles. "You want one y/n?" Toni asks as she holds one out towards you. You think about it for a second. Your doctors back at home would probably advise you not to get high but you had been feeling fine the past few days. "Why not." You answer as you take the gummy bear from Toni and pop it into your mouth.

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"Marcus!?" You hear Martha yell out for the 5th time as almost everyone laid on the beach, high out of their minds. The only ones not laying down were Fatin, who looked like she was meditating, Shelby, who still hadn't returned from the rock, and you, who had taken a seat on Toni's back and kept tracing out random letters and shapes on her back. "I'm so fucking blissed out. Not even from the gummies, just from the thought that in 48 hours I can have an orgasm." Was the first thing Fatin had said in an hour, causing you to giggle and almost fall off of Toni's back. Unlike Toni, who always got more relaxed when she was high, you got more giggly, enthusiastic, and talkative. You being high rivaled Shelby's whole "Who wants to play an ice breaker?" persona.

"Wait? You haven't like self-induced?" Leah asks, seriously but still with a playful tone. "No, I can't do it with my hands actually. I have this weird cello-vibrato PTSD. It's a whole thing." Fatin responds, breezing over the subject. "So your electric toothbrush hasn't seen any action?" Dot asks causing you to laugh more and add on, "I mean we all kind of assumed." You send a wink Fatin's way before turning your attention back to Toni's back, effectively spacing out on the conversation.

When you do focus back onto everyone, it's from Toni tapping your thigh to get you to get up. "Huh?" "C'mon we're gonna go play in the water." Instead of standing up and hopping your way towards the ocean, you just roll of Toni's back and lay on your back in the sand. "I'm good... I think I'm just gonna lie here." Toni gives you a questioning look but you just push her thigh towards the water. "I'll be fineeeee, go have funnnnn." Toni rolls her eyes as you purposefully draw out words and follows the rest of the girls into the water.

You could hear the girls from where you laid, all of them letting out screams and laughs of joy. You would have joined but hopping around on one leg isn't fun and tired you out pretty quickly. You rolled onto your side once the sun felt too hot on your face and you noticed that Shelby hadn't joined in on the fun either. You contemplated going up to her and trying to talk to her or give her more space, but went with the first choice. If she had rejoined the group than maybe she would want some company now.

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"Not a fan of the water?" You ask as you let yourself collapse next to Shelby, taking note how she now had the bottle of vodka and it had a less in it than it did before. "I... Um..." Shelby stuttered out as she purposefully did not make eye contact with you. "It's fine." You say with a shrug and lay on your side. "No need to talk, just relax." You say as you suddenly get hype fixated on making shapes and letters on her back. Missing the way she tensed up before finally relaxing. You spaced out again from what was going on, a common thing that happened when you were high.

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The rest of the day blew by as everyone did their own thing. Nora and Rachel went off talked somewhere, you noticed that Toni and Shelby got into a argument, and you just chilled around with Fatin, Dot, and Leah, while Martha decided to adventure into the woods. "Guys! Guys! Guess what I just saw!?" Martha yells as she runs over the hill and back towards the group. "I just saw Marcus and he's alive!" She yells out, out of breath, causing everyone to laugh at how ridiculous she sounded. "No, guys, I'm being serious!" Martha defends and grabs the nearest person to her, Dot, and starts dragging her along. "C'mon, he's in the woods." Dot turns to give the group and exasperated look but you all decide to follow along.

You had your arm wrapped around Toni as you all journeyed through the woods. You had tried to get out of going, but Martha wanted everyone to go with her. "You're just saying that he, like, fucking pinocchio'd?" Dot asks, having not stopped laughing or joking about the situation since you all headed into the woods. "Yes. That is exactly what I am saying." Martha says in relief, missing that fact that Dot was still making fun of her. "He turned into a real boy." She finishes as you and Toni see Marcus... Who is still as fake as he was the day he was found. "I don't know, he kinda looks the same to me." Toni says as you release her arm so she can pick up Marcus. "Hey! My leg!" You say excitedly as you notice it laying under Marcus. When Fatin goes to kiss Marcus, you kiss your leg. It was all fun and games until Leah had to mention the fact that Marcus and your leg had been swept away but suddenly ended up in the middle of the forest. You had thought the same thing but hoped to just ignore that fact. "Leah. We're mellow. We're leaving."

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"Oh Shelby, you love America so much. USA! USA!" Martha cheers, trying to get Shelby to join her but the other girl is completely zoned out. "Is she okay?" You and Toni ask at the same time. Both of you sharing an awkward look with each other, neither of you had told the other about your own kiss with Shelby. Luckily, Fatin isn't stuck in an unknown love triangle and walks over to Shelby. You all watch as Shelby starts to brush her hair, it seems to stay tangled no matter what she does. Until the brush gets stuck in her hair. Fatin attempts to help her but Shelby goes into full freak out mode. "It's all ruined." She says as she grabs the scissors out of Fatin's bag. Fatin attempts to stop her but Shelby was inconsolable.

"I don't' fucking want it! I don't want it!"

NEXT

#the wilds #the wilds x reader #shoni #shoni x reader #toni x reader #shelby x reader #toni shalifoe x shelby goodkind #toni x shelby #toni shalifoe x reader #shelby goodkind x reader

[xxmackenziexx]

Chapter Two

Chapter Summary: We meet reader’s mom and see their super cute dynamic, we also see a new side of Bucky both from his perspective and readers. 

Warnings: Swearing, sexual tension, angst, implied masturbation 

Word Count: 2,192

A/N: This chapter was originally a lot longer but I took out a big chunk to make myself feel better. More references to the movies/characters, lemme know if you catch them!!  

*knock knock knock*

You slowly opened your eyes, wondering if the noise you heard was real or a product of the fitful half-sleep you got, thanks to your stupid best friend, with his stupid muscles and stupid sexiness you only realized was even present last night.

"Honey, are you awake?" Your mom opened your door and peeking her head inside.

You sat up and yawned. "Yeah momma, what's up?" rubbing the sleep from your eyes.

Walking to your closet, your mom picked out a plain long-sleeved grey knitted shirt that had a red star emblazoned on the front, a pair of black leggings, and a grey skirt that landed just above your knees. Bringing them over to you she sat on your bed "Just figured it was time for you to wake up, that's all. James' game is today, and I've got some errands to run before I can make it back to pick you up and take you. I want to make sure you're dressed and ready before I leave."

You smiled at your mom. God, you loved her. She has gone through hell and back and still came out of it with a smile and endless love for you. "Okay...but you didn't have to pick out my clothes for me. Geez." You joked with her, rolling your eyes. "Actually, I need to head over to Bucky's here in a bit because I think I left my wallet over there. He says he couldn't find it, but you know how he is." Giving your mom a knowing look.

She nodded in agreement, smiling. "Okay, well I leave in about 15 minutes. So, get up and do...ya know...the human things. Get dressed, brush hair, teeth. Yadda yadda." She gestured with her hands.

You snorted with laughter at how weird your mom was. But you absolutely loved her sense of humor. It was quirky and you loved it. "Okay, go away and let me do the human things. God you humans are weird. Why did I ever land here, let alone decide to stay?" Knowing she'll laugh at your 'I'm an alien' quip because it's a long-standing inside joke.

She got up from your bed, placed a kiss on the top of your head, and headed to your door calling out "Later loser, love ya!" And throwing the peace sign over her shoulder. You chuckled at her. God, she was weird.

You got out of bed, having forgotten about your pining for the boy next door. You quickly got dressed, wearing the outfit your mom picked out because why not? You put on a pair of black boots that reached mid-calf and decided, why not go all human today and do your makeup and hair? So that's what you did. You dug out the curling iron from deep in your bathroom cabinets and twirled your hair to the point you had subtle curls in your hair, nothing too crazy but enough of a change that you liked it. Next, you decided to add some black mascara and eyeliner, a small amount of blush, and a matte dark red lipstick that matched the star on your sweater.

Looking in the mirror and surprising yourself, you decided that was as human as you'll get today. Laughing at yourself for the dumb joke your mom made. You grabbed your black leather jacket because you had an unhealthy obsession with the James Dean-greaser-bad boys from the '50s. Resigning yourself that this was it for the day, you grabbed the purse you rarely used and made the small walk to Bucky's, not sure if he was home or with the team already. 

You knew his folks weren't home, so you used your spare key and let yourself in, locking the door behind you and making your way upstairs to Bucky's room to search for your wallet. Not seeing any evidence of him being home you threw your purse on the couch and stood, scanning the room as the memories and feeling of yesterday started creeping their way back into your mind. You sighed at yourself and rolled your shoulders, determined not to relive the weirdness of yesterday. So, the first place you looked was Bucky's bookshelf, nothing. Coffee table, nothing. Desk, nothing. Setting your eyes on the couch you removed the two small couch cushions and curled your lips at the amount of crumbs and debris under the seats. You and Bucky were disgusting slobs. You vowed to vacuum and clean his room soon, but still not finding your wallet. Next stop was the bed. You noticed he didn't have any sheets on his bed, only his dark blue comforter and the Supernatural blanket you got him for his birthday last year, along with his usual pillows. Shaking out the blankets you found no evidence of your wallet. Nothing in the pillowcases. Not that they would be, but you were being thorough. You threw his blankets and pillows back in the bed and opted to get on your hands and knees to look under his bed. You shuttered at the thought of what you might find. Boys could be so gross.

Not having much light, you got up off the floor, using the bed to balance you, and went and grabbed your phone to use the flashlight app. Getting back down on your hands and knees you brought your phone out to shine some light into the darkened spaces under the bed. Not seeing much luck, you went around to the other side and did the same, having to reach further down than before due to the fact you found Bucky's crumpled sheets, sliding them towards you to see if your wallet was somehow lost within them.

With the last remnants of his illicit dream about y/n, he woke with a start, gasping for air, his chest heaving, heart pounding against his chest, as his body shook with the release, he had found in his sleep...covering the inside of his briefs. After a few seconds, he leaned back, catching his breath, calming his nerves.

What the fuck he thought to himself. He never had wet dreams before. Especially not about y/n. He was angry. He didn't understand why this was happening seemingly out of nowhere. Frustrated at his lack of control over his imagination and libido, he sighed as he got out of bed and saw his sheets were soaked with sweat and the end result of his fantasies, tearing them from the mattress and shoving them under the bed with a huff. He needed a shower. Badly. Between the mess he made before the video chat with y/n and waking up as he climaxed, he felt dirty. In more ways than one.

He walked to the window, finding himself opening the curtains a tiny bit to look at the closed curtains of y/n's window, not even a stone's throw away. The distance between their windows was almost nonexistent, the alley between their houses barely wide enough to fit a lawnmower through.

He cursed himself, walking away from the window, shaking his head, to go take a shower. He figured y/n was still asleep, she said she wanted to sleep in. He was thankful, too many times to count he's woken up to her in his room either eating breakfast on the sofa, crawling into his bed to tickle him awake, or jumping on his bed. He didn't know what he'd do if she did the same with what happened this morning. He was disgusted with himself. He felt like he violated her. Their friendship.

He dragged himself to the shower, his actions on autopilot as his mind was too occupied with sadness, heartbreak, anger at himself for his behavior. He felt an emptiness in his chest at the fact he was having these thoughts, a heaviness in the pit of his stomach that made him sick knowing he pleasured himself while thinking of the one person who's always had his back, been by his side, lifted him from the depths of his self-induced demons. Y/n was the one constant in his life that never changed. And he was saddened at the notion of their friendship changing or ending because of his stupid stupid self.

Turning off the water, he shook a towel over his hair to dry it quickly before wrapping it loosely around his waist and heading to his room to get dressed and ready to leave. Upon entering his room, seeing the scene in front of him he froze and immediately had to clutch the towel in his hands to keep it on him.  Taken aback by the image of her on her knees and elbows, everything was an display in vivid detail as her skirt no longer covered her most intimate areas and her leggings were skin tight. She was kneeling on the floor, looking under his bed and using her phone as a flashlight. He panicked when he realized she was now reaching for the sheets he ripped off in anger.

He swallowed hard. "Y/n....what are you doing?" His voice gravelly and deep. He cleared his throat.

Startled, she cried out and jumped, only to hit her head on the bedframe. Seething, she cradling her head she sat back on her knees, rocking back and forth.

"Shit...are you okay?" He asked, rushing to her aide but stopped in his tracks once she finally looked his way. Still kneeling on the floor, sitting on her legs she looked up at him. Her eyes widened as she noticed his hair was wet, dripping onto his bare chest and abdomen. Her eyes followed a drop of water as it fell from above his eyes and landed on his shoulder, slowly making its way down his pecs and onto the washboard that was his stomach, her lips parting as it reached his hips and following the well-defined v that extended under the towel. Seeing the end of the journey her eyes lingered there, biting her lip at seeing his knuckles white with how hard he was gripping the towel. Both of them staring at each other, heart pounding against their chests, pulse racing against their skin.

Seeing Bucky without a shirt on was not something new for you. You'd seen it more times than you could count. You could remember when you first noticed he was gaining muscles, replacing the soft leanness of youth after beginning regular training and workouts for football.

But seeing him dripping wet in just a towel now, you found yourself quickly forgetting about the pain on your head as you became jealous of the water droplet edging its way down his taut body.

You couldn't help but silently whine and bite your lip, seeing his large hand, clutching onto the towel with white knuckles.

Not realizing your body was moving of its own volition, you found yourself closing the tiny distance between you, still on your knees in front of him, looking up at him. Close enough you could feel the heat rolling off his body from the shower. His eyes followed you, pinning you in place as he searched yours for something.

His phone started ringing. But his eyes never left yours. When his phone rang again he was taken from his daze, hanging his head and closing his eyes as he sighed. He stepped around you to go answer it.

"What do you want Steve?"

Not hearing the other end, you quickly realized the position you were in. Heat rising to your cheeks you used the bed as leverage to stand up slowly. Your knees stinging. You brushed your hands over your outfit while he ended the call, turning to look at you.

"I thought you left already...I...I was looking for my wallet." You fumbled over your words as you tried to explain your presence in his room. Looking down sheepishly at your hands as you twisted your fingers in your hands nervously. "I checked everywhere else but the bed...I...I thought maybe it had gotten lost in your sheets or something." You finished.

He said nothing for a moment, only looking at you in a way that made you squirm. "That was Steve, coach wants us at the field in 45 minutes to go over some last-minute plays." He sighed as he closed his eyes and ran his hand through his hair. Opening them to see you fidgeting in place, arms locked downwards playing with your hands.

His tongue darted over his bottom lip then biting it in a smirk as he sauntered over to you. Stopping when he was shoulder to shoulder with you, facing opposite directions. He leaned down and to the side, so close to you that you felt his breath on the side of your neck. "You're welcome to stay doll...but I gotta get dressed...choice is yours." He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. You shuddered as you felt the pronunciations of his words there, behind your ear. He leaned into you, ghosting his nose over the shell of your ear.

You stepped away, almost jumped away from him. Not even looking in his direction as you grabbed your purse from the couch and left without a word.

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#fanfic #a/u bucky x reader #teen bucky and reader #pinning #bucky x reader #im new to this #eventual canon #slow burn #friends to lovers

[staytiny-angel]

In a Minute

Pairing: Dean Ambrose/OC (Allie), Ballins if you squint

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Language, Feels, Smut, DaddyKink, Bondage.

Summary: Allie is the girlfriend of Dean Ambrose, but Seth Rollins is her best friend.....where does their falling out leave her?

Author's Note: So this....drank a red bull and grew fucking wings? Probably won't stay a one shot as I need a way to process Dean and Seth's current feud without writing Ambrollins.

Dedicated as always to my best bitches in the TTC

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Allie knew she'd fucked up as soon as Dean didn't even wait for her to finish checking in before he'd grabbed his key and went up to their shared hotel room.

She knew she broke the one rule he'd told her she couldn't break. Dean and Seth weren't getting along at all right now and while he'd said he wouldn't ask her to stop being friends with him herself he'd prefer if he didn't have to see it.

Ever since Dean had come back from his injury he'd been so different. He'd been quiet, thoughtful…..almost sullen, way less easy going, especially around his brothers and then when they'd all found out Roman wasn't going to be around for a while.…. he'd snapped and his other brother had borne the brunt of his ire.

Eariler that night at the house show, Dean had attacked Seth during his match with Drew and she'd known she should have just listened to Seth and let Finn help him, but Seth was her best friend other then her boyfriend and the two men having their issues wasn't going to stop her from helping him.

So she'd been sitting at a table helping Finn with patching Seth up since the stubborn man didn't want to go to the trainer when she'd caught a glimpse of her boyfriend staring at them with a snarl twisting his handsome features.

"Go on sweetheart, get out of here." Finn said gently, taking the ice pack from Allie's hand

"But.…" She said softly

Seth looked at her with an exhausted smile "Go on Al, no need to poke the bear, Finn's got me. Ambrose and I will work it out eventually, we always do." He said reassuringly.

Allie was shaken out of her thoughts by the desk clerk asking for her credit card, when she reached in her wallet to get it, a scrap of paper fell loose with Dean's familiar jagged handwriting.

Wait 15 minutes

"Well shit" she muttered to herself, she was DEFINITELY in trouble...and not even the fun kind.

When Allie finally went upstairs and entered their room Dean was sitting in a chair in the middle and the lights were dimmed.

"Dean, baby I'm…" she started to apologize

Dean put a single finger to his lips and shook his head, silencing her without uttering a single word.

"I'm.…upset that you broke the rule, but your instincts say to take care of your friend when he's hurt so I understand." He said quietly

"Seth has a lesson to learn, don't interfere with that again, understood?" He ordered.

"Yes Dean." She responded quietly

Dean raised a single eyebrow "What was that?"

"I'm sorry, Daddy, Yes Daddy" she quickly corrected herself.

Dean sighed "Daddy hasn't been properly taking care of his Doll lately, has he?" Dean said pointing to the bright blue pillow on the table next to the door.

Without a second thought Allie strips completely nude, retrives the pillow and kneels on it at Dean's feet.

"Seth, Roman, Braun and his mutts my head's been so full." He continues, running a hand through her hair before clenching his fist and tilting her head so she was looking directly at him, the slight bite of pain from his grip shooting directly to her pussy.

"But that doesn't mean that Daddy doesn't love or need his Doll. You know that right? You may answer."

"I…." Allie didn't know exactly what to say, the Dean that he'd slowly morphed into during his recovery time, didn't always feel like HER Dean.

Her Dean was was funny and easygoing, even when he was domming her. This Dean was intense and seemed angry all the time, she'd only seen glimpses of her Dean in the many months since his injury and only once since SummerSlam, when his older cousin had helped the boys out of a jam with Corbin.

"I don't know how to answer that question, Daddy." She said sadly "Sometimes I feel like the new you doesn't need me."

A look of sadness crossed Dean's face, then he let go of her hair and slid the chair back to kneel on the floor in front of her.

"I know. Babydoll I know I didn't come back the same and now I got this shit with Seth to work out. But that's between me and him. You need to stay out of it." Dean said wrapping his arms around her.

Allie nodded into his shoulder, she didn't like watching the two men she loved most in the world fight and scream at each other but she knew both men were right. They'd work it out, there would just be lots of fighting. For some reason as close as they were, Seth and Dean, as much as they loved each other, just communicated best with violence and anger.

"Hey, how about we just have some fun tonight? No punishments, no pain that doesn't make you come, just Daddy showing you how much I'll always love and need her no matter what" he whispered in her ear.

Allie shivered at the husky tone in his voice "Yes, Daddy. I want that."

"Then up in the chair babydoll, Daddy's gonna take care of you because you've always taken care of him, even when he doesn't really deserve it."

Allie sat in the chair he had vacated and shivered again as she watched Dean go to his backpack and pull out a skein of silky black rope.

"Playtime, babydoll" He whispered as he kneeled in front of her again and began to unravel it at her feet. "Legs over the arms, Doll."

Allie did as Dean commanded and spread her legs, draping each over the arms of the comfortable club chair.

"Good Girl" he said as he started to tie her ankles to the legs of the chair so she couldn't close them.

Oh. Oh. Shit. Allie thought to herself, she knew EXACTLY what game her boyfriend wanted to play. The one where he made her come until she screamed for mercy or passed out, sometimes both.

Dean smirked up at her as he finished tying her other leg. "Did someone figure out what we're about to do?" He leaned foward and blew a warm breath over her already damp pussy.

"Don't tease, Daddy.….." she whined

Dean laid a soft smack over her pussy causing her to moan loudly "Are you trying to boss Daddy around?"

"Nooooo...but..."

Dean licked a stripe from her entrance to her clit before wrapping his lips around the already hard nub and sucking.

"Oh, shit, oh fuck yes Daddy."

"Baby wants Daddy to eat this kitty all up right? So Daddy can have all of the deliciousness he can drink?"

"Yes, yes Daddy" Dean was the worst Oh Christ he was in a mood, and when Dean was in mood he could be an unrelenting tease.

Dean hadn't had a full beard since they'd been together and the sensation of it rasping against her thighs was one of her favorite things about his new look.

Dean thrust two thick fingers inside of her and crooked them to find…

"Oh fucking shit" she nearly screamed as Dean nailed her g-spot and she came damn near instantly. He was so fucking good at this. It should be illegal. Before him she'd had an enjoyable fling with Tomasso Ciampa when she'd still been in NXT and before he'd become an asshole but Dean was on a whole other level.

"Want you to ride my fucking face babydoll." He rasped as he pulled out of her and used both quick releases in the knots securing her to the chair.

He stripped off his tight black shirt and laid down on the plush carpet. "Come on baby, put that kitty where I need it."

Allie straddled her boyfriend's head and gasped as he wrapped those thick arms around her thighs and brought her pussy to his face. Licking and nibbling at her clit like she was his last meal.

He urged her to literally ride his face rocking her hips so that he could lick at her entrance while his nose bumped her clit with every stroke.

"Oh fucking God shit Daddy, Daddy, Daddy. Please please, Daddy want your cock now" she babbled

Dean hauled her off him and almost frantically reached for his belt buckle, not even taking the time to completely take them off, he just pulled out his throbbing cock and motioned for her to get back on top of him.

"Come on baby doll" he demanded

Allie scrambled back on top of Dean and he quickly lined his cock up with her entrance and thrust into her soaking wet pussy.

"Fuck!" They said almost in unison as she began to bounce on him as he cupped her breasts, pinching her nipples just the way she loved.

"Not gonna last long Doll, you taste too fucking good." He said still pinching her nipple with one hand as he started to rub her clit with the other "Come on Allie Baby come for Daddy" he commanded.

Months of hearing that voice tell her over the phone to come when he'd been in Alabama and she'd still been with the rest of the roster had had it's effect on her

"Dean" she screamed as she arched her back, her hair nearly reaching his thighs and came all over his cock as he filled her grasping pussy with his hot cum.

"Fucking hell" he growled that same snarl from eariler twisting his mouth again.

Allie collapsed onto his chest, both of them sweating like they'd just wrestled an hour long match.

"We gotta move Allie, baby. Neither of our bodies will ever forgive us if we pass out on the fucking floor."

"In a minute. ….I got jelly legs"

Dean kissed her forehead "all right babydoll" he sighed

"In a minute."

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