#bits of daylight

[waxwings-burning]

blood // water [DAYBREAK] part one

He already wasn't sure how long he had been sitting in the dark.

Aiden had been focusing on his breathing since he had finished taking stock of his injuries, matching the lengths of his inhales and exhales, pausing between each. He thought it was quite possibly making it harder to keep track of time, but he knew that in his current position, trying to do so would only end up causing more distress. He needed to stay calm above anything else.

When he heard the key turning in the lock, and he opened his eyes without thinking - an action that he immediately regretted as even the flickering, warm light past the door made him wince. But then, a searing white-blue light blinded him completely. He blinked furiously as his eyes watered, on the edge of actual pain. Aiden tried in vain to track movement or discern shapes and found himself entirely unable to do so.

"I hope you're proud of yourself, Aiden. You'll get to enjoy that damp cot when you sleep tonight."

The sudden voice almost made him start, but he managed to suppress the motion. The sudden tension in his body was likely still noticeable, however, and he silently cursed. He still couldn't see. He heard someone moving within the cell, the sound of something being set down against the concrete floors.

It was a... familiar voice, and he wondered who had decided to come interrogate him now.

He grit his teeth, keeping his fragmented gaze in the direction that caused the least discomfort. It took a force of will not to rub at his eyes, as he knew that would only make it worse.

"I am rather proud of myself, actually." He said in a cold voice, though the effect might have been ruined slightly by the way his eyes were watering.

"It's not every day that someone is sold out by their own agency and still manages to cause half a million minimum in damages before being detained." He could hear the other man moving again, and he struggled to piece together what he was doing to no avail.

In response, the man turned on the next lantern and walked it to the back right corner, setting it down there.

"Having trouble adjusting to the light, Aiden?"

Aiden lips curled into a snarl, turning his face away as pressure seemed to build within eyes.

"Yes, as that is what tends to happen when one spends any notable amount of time complete darkness." He said through grit teeth.

"Twenty minutes is a notable amount of time?"

Aiden's shoulders tensed further. Only twenty minutes. He wasn't necessarily surprised, but it certainly wasn't reassuring. It had felt at least three times that length, and he was deeply uneasy at the thought of being left completely blind for any time considerably longer.

"I don't know, perhaps you should try it out yourself and get back to me." He said scathingly, shoving the fear down. "I'll be happy to wait."

The man just laughed, and Aiden tried not to cringe as another lantern clicked on - so bright it hurt even with his eyes squeezed shut. His hands curled into fists as he heard the man walking near him, and his entire body remained taut as a wire as he tried to discern the stranger's intentions.

He attempted to open his eyes even slightly after a moment and came to the immediate and regretful conclusion that this was not currently a possibility as his eyes began visibly watering once more. He said nothing, unwilling to give what he knew would be a reaction instead of response.

"I will need you to get off the cot soon. Unless you want me to guide you to where I want you, I suggest you start working on adjusting your eyes to the light."

"Do I look... as though I am not trying?" Aiden turned his face in the direction of the voice, eyes still screwed shut but expression one of incredulous disdain. "Do you think that I am in any way pleased about my inability to someone who intends to hurt me?"

"Well, maybe you need to try harder then."

Aiden's eyes opened into the barest slits as he heard the man passing him again, anger burning in his chest at the mocking advice. He was almost as angry at himself for trying to follow it, but that was more of a necessity than a choice. He could barely see anything with the degree to which he was squinting, but he could make out the man's vague outline as well as three burning splotches of light.

"How much damage have you been authorized to inflict?" Aiden kept his voice flat, but the question had an undercurrent of a genuine - if morbid - sort of curiosity. He supposed he was going to find out one way or another, but he intrigued as to what sort of boundaries had been drawn and how this man would operate within them.

There was a brief silence, and then he heard the man snort. When he spoke again, the warm humor laced in his voice made the back of Aiden's neck prickle in warning.

"There are no limits to what I could do to you, Aiden."

The fourth lantern flared to life, and Aiden recoiled almost imperceptibly from the words as much so as the searing light.

"You have ten seconds to move yourself to the center of the room, and if you are not there by ten I will move you myself."

He was hit with a sudden sense of wrongness, with an awareness that something here was very, very off. There was power in that tone, an assuredness that shouldn't have been present - and as Aiden tried to process the source the instinctual fear in his chest, he knew that he had missed something important. He tried to put the pieces together, tried to grasp an answer that he knew was just out of reach, but it was so hard to focus on much of anything besides the ache behind his eyes.

Aiden felt a cold sort of fury blossom once more in his chest at the order, though - at the arrogance with which it was given. He knew that in his current state, it would quite probably be possible for the man to move him against his will if he didn't comply. He knew that it would be in his best interest to do so. However, that didn't change the way it made his blood pound in his ears and hatred twist in his gut like a living thing. He opened his eyes once more into slits and rose stiffly, body protesting in vain as he did so, and he walked to where he had been told with his head held high and his eyes open as wide as he could.

He stopped in the center of the room, fists curled loosely at his sides, and stared the other man down with eyes that still couldn't quite see.

"Good."

Aiden's mouth thinned into a line at that response, and he took a breath as if to say something - and then went very, very still as he heard more than saw the man circle around to his back. He heard too the clanking of metal, and had to push down the fear he knew he should be feeling once more. He felt the man begin to fasten a heavy metal cuff to his injured arm, and his lips curled into a snarl. He wasn't going to try and run at the moment, true. That would be foolhardy to the point of reaching something beyond stupid. He wasn't going to attempt to seriously injure or fight this man either, for the same reasons.

But he was angry, he was scared, he was in pain, and he was more than happy to try and spread those feelings around.

As the man reached for his other arm, Aiden reacted, a motion that started off fluid if only from the ease of practice, the right side of his body twisting forward and his left leg swinging back to slam down on the man's foot. Usually, it would have been easy to pull off - but usually didn't take any part of Aiden's current reality into account. He lost his balance, failing to find the necessary purchase on either flesh or floor, and even as he struggled to right himself, he just really couldn't find it in himself to be less furious than surprised. The man caught him by his shirt to haul him back up, and then shoved him down to his knees.

The sudden tension on his injured shoulder as he was hauled upwards forced an involuntary hiss of air through Aiden's clenched teeth, and he hit the ground hard when he went. He was still as the shackles were secured the rest of the way; the tenuous control he had kept thus far over his breathing was now entirely lost. By the time he was one his knees and fully bound, his eyesight had returned enough to make out two rolls fabric on the floor. He glanced upwards as the man circled back around, hoping to finally be able to place him, and then -

Aiden's eyes widened as the man came into sight, a reaction he regretted even as he made it but had no power to stop. Several emotions flashed over his face in random succession, and he was too unnerved to hide them. His breathing was still coming harder from his failed attempt to struggle, but now, panic also lent it an almost ragged edge.

Disbelief. Anger. Hatred.

Fear.

James Kane was standing in front of him, and he was holding a knife.

@blooming-bruises

[blooming-bruises]

"How much damage have you been authorized to inflict?" Aiden's eyes opened into the barest slits as he heard the man passing him again, anger burning in his chest. He could barely see anything with the degree to which he was squinting, but he could make out the man's vague outline as well as three burning splotches of light.

James paused as he lifted the last lantern to turn it on. He looked over his shoulder at the agent and snorted in amusement.

"There are no limits to what I could do to you, Aiden."

A little preview of the first scene in Daybreak. @waxwings-burning should be posting the full thing soon from Aiden's perspective.

[blooming-bruises]

Aiden was silent for a long moment after Kane spoke, pulse racing as his own breath shuddered in his throat. In and out.

He gave a very small nod, but even he wasn't sure if he was agreeing or simply acknowledging that he had heard. His thoughts were a mess, and his emotions more so. The cuts on his back would heal more quickly than other things today had left open and bleeding.

"I... I'm not going to get out, am I?" His voice was quiet, but he finally looked up to meet Kane's eyes. There was something fragile in his own, something exposed and aching and absolutely terrified.

James Kane took a silent deep breath when Aiden spoke. He hadn't known for certain that he'd said the right thing until Aiden uttered those words. He didn't look away from the pain and fear in Aiden's expression and eyes.

"No, not in the end. I will always find you."

Dark eyes, oil-slick and choking. Aiden stared back as he drowned in it, in that suffocating certainty.

Aiden believed him. He believed him, and there was no coming back from that. He gave a single, unsteady jerk of his head. He understood, he heard, he couldn't answer. Then he pulled his knees up towards himself and curled into them, because he had already been pushed so far past the point of pride today that he couldn't forsake the barest refuge he could find in himself.

After all, they weren't going anywhere yet. Kane still needed to finish cleaning up.

@waxwings-burning ♡

"I'll find you, Whumpee. You can never escape me, do you understand? I'll always come back for you."

"Do you think your little threat scares me?"

"Not a threat. A promise."

[klutzygutsi]

♥ HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY ♥

I couldn't decide if I wanted to go for a fake animation/movie scene or a fake dating sim screenshot😅

So, we gonna have both ♥

[lttletadr]

they don't get to meet often on account of lisa's hunger, but when they do it's always a good time 🙂‍↕️

[welcometogrouchland]

♫ I do what I want/Crying in the bleachers and I said it was fun/I don't need anything from anyone ♫

(ID in Alt) you guys ever think about your own posts and get upset?? Anyway Damian Wayne I love you I'm so sorry your life is like that

[ocelhirapilled]

okay so im very excited for DBDs next 2v8

[cincidious]

you are the basement queen~ young and sweet~ wait, how long have you been eighteen? A WHILE!?

[conjuring-ghouls]

SQUARE HAMMER: Download Festival, 2018 @ghelullu made me share these.

[otaku553]

More doodles for the one piece spy x family crossover

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

prayer request for an ongoing situation at church please

[kiruyeen]

danny doodle page bc Im upset (+ a period pain one bc a friend asked for it)

the bugboy aspect is heavily inspired by @dilophosauridae455 and the other shadow aspects r inspired by a lot of other danny enjoyers.

also yes he is otherkin in this essay I wi-

[3-inch-doodles]

it's gotta be so hard to sleep on your boyfriend when he glows in the dark but they managed it somehow

[epiphainie]

exes bucktommy who are fucking in secret... hooking up in the restroom of their karaoke bar because they still have the same friends and they still hang out at the same places. buck agrees to watch jee and whoops look at that, tommy was just dropping off something with chimney and once chimney and maddie leave he just... stays. and fucks buck in their kitchen. eddie lets himself into buck's loft one day and tommy rolls and drops off the bed and stays there till he's sure eddie's gone. buck gets teased about his new hickeys at the station and feels a pang of guilt when hen says maybe he should cover them because tommy is coming over for lunch and the sight of them might just hurt him

[fishyvamp]

I Will Own You

Day 4 of Kinktober 2024

Dead by Daylight Pairings: Frank and Joey | The legion X F!Reader Rating: M | Mature | NSFW 18+ MDNI Word count: 1.5k+ CW: Knife play, degradation, blood, threats Summary: You have intentionally pissed off two members of the legion and look at that they want their dues. Prompt: Praising and degrading | “I won’t apologize for marking you up, everyone should know you’re taken.” Ao3

This was fuckin’ insane, Joey had thought as he pinned the newest killer to the wall, you. You had been taunting the two since they first laid eyes on you. Your cocky grin, carefree easy attitude, and constant bragging about being so much better at the trials set the two of them off in ways that they hadn’t been pushed before. It didn’t help that you had the uncanny ability to copy just about any killer's MO just by watching them, often wearing masks made to look like the killer you were copying. It pissed Joey off, but Frank… he wanted to own that, to own you.

The feeling only amplified because you were wearing a mask that looked like a patchwork of Joey’s and Frank’s right now. Letting them know you had just gotten a 4k stealing their tactics. “Like it?” you purred unphased by the decently sized man who pinned you to the wall by the collar of your hoodie.

Frank just laughed, “Fuckin hell bitch, if you wanted us, all you had to do was ask.” the smile was evident in his voice even if you couldn’t see it behind his mask. Joey just shook his head. “This isn’t funny, Frank.” malice dripped from his voice as he stared you down. Frank sighed placing a hand on the other legion’s shoulder. “Why don’t we have her pay us for using our likeness.” the words felt dangerous, but exactly what you wanted. “Happily,” you chirped a wide grin hidden underneath the mask. Joey let go letting your feet finally meet the floor. “On the couch, arms on the back, ass in the air,” Frank commanded watching you a bit too excitedly scramble to comply shaking your ass in front of them. “Good girl,” he cooed. 

“Fuckin slut more like,” Joey spat walking up first, hands tracing the curve of your ass. He wouldn’t admit it, but he had been wanting this for a while too. Frank and him having late nights over shitty beer talking about what they’d do if they ever got their hands on you. The taller legion’s hand teased the edge of your waistband pulling it down enough to expose your panties to the cold winter air of Ormond. A damp spot already forming as he traced the outline of your slit applying pressure as he brushed your clit. 

You yelped loudly as Frank came up next to him smacking your ass laughed at the way it rippled. “Just perfect,” Frank's words came out breathy as he pulled out his knife. The tip of it drags along the center of your crotch causing a hitch in your breath. Joey steps away for Frank to work eyeing his friend suspiciously. “How easy it would be to carve you up and make you nothing but a bloody mess? You walked right in and taunted us, but I know you’re a good girl aren’t you Copycat? You’ll listen to us and play nice right?” the knife trailing up your back before pressing against your throat yanking your head back by your hair. You swallowed thickly nodding your head. “Good girl,” he purred. Letting your hair go and pulling the knife away only to feel him cut a slit in your panties exposing your dripping folds.

“Like I said she’s nothing but a whore,” Joey growled taking Frank's spot behind you, his hands now bear tracing the edges of your folds applying pressure, but refusing entrance. The tall of the two was taking his time watching your twitches and whining as he moved. Growling lowly he threw off his mask, “Eyes front.” he hissed watching as you tried to look behind. 

Joey bent down tongue licking a thick strip against your heated sex feeling the enlarged clit under his tongue. His hands spreading your ass apart allowing him to go deeper sucking and lapping as he went. Frank just gave a hearty laugh as he moved to your front undoing the front of pants as he pulled out his cock. It wasn’t particularly girth, but it had length, “Be a good girl and take it all.” he cooed lifting your mask so those pretty lips of yours were exposed.

Complying easily you opened wide feeling as Frank slowly thrusted in and out, going deeper each time as if to let you kind of adjust. Joey seemingly got more aggressive as his sucking turned to gentle bites tugging at bits of flesh every so often. “You want to do that, Thing?” Frank asked pausing long enough to point at something. You couldn’t tell what, but a whine hummed against the cock now pressing down your throat as the warmth of Joey’s breath left you. Legs shaking slightly. “Don’t worry Copycat.” Frank cooed stroking your face as he began to move again. “Joey’s just getting something special.” your skin prickled as you felt a cold blade against your thigh the sharp blade cutting into your flesh as hot fluid began to drip down. 

“God, you are nothing but a slut. I cut you just a little and I see your pathetic hole clenching around nothing. No self-respect, I swear.” Joey growled shoving two fingers into you harshly pushing you hard against Frank, his cock going deeper causing you to gag and clench around the fingers that were curling and twisting as the aggressive killer began to stretch you. “You like this don’t you, having two men using you like a fuckin’ toy. I will admit you’re warmer and better than a Fleshlight. But that’s not saying much.” His words are harsh, especially against the praise that Frank kept giving. Not that you could complain as the pleasure had been slow building and nice. 

Frank was just enjoying himself. Using your throat for his pleasure, “If she’s nothing but a toy just stick in already.” he laughed a bit too loudly. His thrusts became more aggressive hitting the back of your throat over and over again. The thought already had your cunt grip Joey’s fingers more even as they stopped. You felt so empty as he pulled away, but it was only for a moment before you felt something press in, something much larger and thicker than his fingers. Large low-hanging balls smacked your clit as Joey’s cock pressed in harshly slow but sharp thrusts pushed inside you. You were whining and moaning tears staining your cheeks at the feeling of being speared on both ends felt like too much and not enough.

Frank just laughed feeling your throat tighten each time Joey thrust in the two of them enjoying themself. Their pace was in sync one pulling out as the other thrust in over and over again. It was too much your core snapping at once as you felt yourself gushing around Joey’s length a wave of ecstasy clawing its way through your system as the world around you spun the feeling of both cock thrusting in and out of you only dragging the feeling on longer.

The moment passed and you felt limp, but they weren’t done, “Fuckin’ slut, that’s all it took?” Joey scoffed as he picked up his pace not caring to maintain pace with Frank who was still lazily thrusting in and out of your throat. “You get off so fuckin’ easy don’t you, having two angry killers using this useless cunt. Drooling from both ends, I oughta tie you up and put you on display for the others. Let them know how easy you are. I’m sure they’d love that, love to see a slut so eager to put out.” he was leaning forward now hand around your throat tightening it around Frank's hard member.

“I bet some of them would love payback for you stealing from them. What better way then letting them use your Slutty little pussy.” his words came out rough and strained. Frank’s pace had picked up as well, your mind becoming mush as he continued to degrade and taunt you. “Fuck Joey, you want to tighten just a bit more,” Frank grunted pushing deeper. Joey chuckled darkly, grip becoming firm as his pace faltered just a bit. He was close and by the twitch in your mouth so was Frank. The two of them groan loudly as they finish almost in sync, filling you up as their cum shot deep inside you. The three of you collapsed as their collective climaxes faded. They pulled out softly, watching the way their cum dripped down both sets of lips.

“Good girl,” Frank cooed tucking himself back in before moving to the front of the couch. Joey pulled your pants off the rest of the way sitting down on the couch and pulling you close against his chest. Frank happily moved on top of you laying his head against your chest and playing a little bit with your tits. You finally looked down at your thigh where Joey had cut, their initials carved in the flesh angry and red. Noticing you squinting at it Frank chimed in, “I won’t apologize for having you marked up, everyone should know you’re taken.” Joey hummed in agreement. “You’re ours now, no one is allowed to touch you without our say. Now get some rest, we’re just getting started.”

[wraithsoutlaws]

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