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Gothic Academia (Darkest Academia)
Gothic Academia is an aesthetic and intellectual subculture that blends the moody, romantic essence of Gothic traditions with the reflective, scholarly spirit of Dark Academia. Imagine candlelit libraries, ink-stained manuscripts, and ivy-covered stone walls—then add an undercurrent of shadows, mystery, and the sublime.
Core Elements
Philosophy & Literature: Draws inspiration from Gothic classics (Frankenstein, The Picture of Dorian Gray, Poe’s works) and philosophical reflections on mortality, beauty, and the uncanny.
Aesthetic: Dark palettes—black, deep emerald, burgundy, and gold. Think heavy velvet, lace, leather-bound books, and wrought-iron candelabras.
Themes: Mortality, melancholy, beauty entwined with decay, the haunting presence of history, and a fascination with the supernatural.
Lifestyle & Mindset: Intellectual pursuit framed through Gothic sensibilities—studying by candlelight, writing poetry about fleeting life, wandering in cemeteries, or romanticising storms and ruins.
Distinction
Where Dark Academia romanticises intellectual life through a Renaissance and Enlightenment lens, Gothic Academia leans into the haunting, the dramatic, and the mysterious. It’s not just about loving knowledge—it’s about exploring the shadows of knowledge.
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Person: Why do you keep comparing Lorenzo the Magnificent to Anti-Hero by Taylor Swift? Me:
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Yandere Lorenzo De Medici and Yandere Cosimo De Medici with Mistress reader who pregnant



◇ Yandere Lorenzo De Medici and his pregnant mistress reader.
~ Soon after Lorenzo meets you, your fate is sealed.
~ This man definitely makes you fall in love with him with his intelligence.
~ He takes you as his mistress. He doesn't care what his wife and others say.
~ You will truly live like a Queen and be treated like one.
~ You will have the best food and care.
~The best doctors in childbirth will take care of you.
~ You will be very pampered financially. You will have the most expensive dresses and jewelry.
~ It will legitimize every child you give birth to. Children will also have the best life.
◇ Yandere Cosimo De Medici and his pregnant mistress reader.
~ When Cosimo saw you, he decided that you were meant to be together.
~ Thanks to his cunning, it is not difficult for him to make you his mistress.
~ He spoils you financially to the fullest.
~ If you have art or any other hobby, he will support you.
~ He is very careful about your health until birth.
~ You will live in a luxury castle with women enough to be in the same Palace or as a neighbor.
~ Every child you give birth to will be legitimized.
~ He won't listen to anything his legal wife or anyone else has to say about you.
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DAVID CORENSWET as CLARK KENT/SUPERMAN Superman (2025) dir. James Gunn
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Release
Pairing: Nick Fowler x Reader
Warnings: 18+, NON/DUB-CON (please head the warnings!), unprotected sex (STDs are no joke, wear protection!), rough sex, choking, creampie, squirting, overstimulation, degradation, little bit of praise, mentions of mastrubation, mentions of murder for hire, mentions of blood, death toll: 30 (not described, just mentioned)
A/N: Sequel to By hell or high water
Nick was getting tired of your hitmen, his battle was unending and you were unyielding. Today's man was the 7th this month and including him, that made a whopping 30 people he had to kill. He didn't mind the killing or the stabbing or the beating. It was just such a bullshit waste of his time. Time he could've spent with you, on a beach or in a hotel. If only you'd fucking start behaving already.
"Why would you even take the job, if you know the mortality of it is 100%?" Nick wondered as the latest hitman laid broken at his feet.
"It's a lot of money and it's always better if I can take the money from a bitch like her." The man chuckled.
"You talk like you know her."
"I do know her, her husband used to hire me a lot in the past."
"So that's how she gets all of you so quickly."
"Listen, she knows a lot of us, her husband was always a piece of shit, so if you know what's good for you, either kill her, let her go or teach the bitch her place."
"Okay, that's enough." Nick pulled his gun and shot him.
As he made his way to his closet, he kept thinking about what the man said. Perhaps he should visit you again today. Flinging his white dress shirt, torn and dirtied with blood, in the bin, he wondered what he should do with you. And what line he was willing to cross.
~Your room~
You were sitting at the vanity preparing for bed, when the door unlocked and Nick came in, looking worse than ever before.
"Look what the cat dragged in." You smirked at your vanity, observing his movement in the mirror. You finally started inconveniencing him and it was not cute anymore.
He slowly advanced to you, holding your eyes in the reflection and before you could turn around to face him, he clasped your shoulders tightly. Tensing up, your breath hitched - maybe you finally pushed him just far enough and he was finally ready to let you go...or put you out of your misery.
"Today I had a really bad altercation with another one of your hitmen. And he said something that really made me think." His hands that gripped your shoulders started kneading your flesh. Your eyes carefully met his again as the motion took you by surpise. Nick didn't say anything, just focused on your tense muscles and as the knots that have been accumulating in your back started loosening, the moans started becoming hard to resist.
"That's right, let it out." He smirked as you started loosening underneath his fingertips. Just as your eyes closed and your mouth fell open in a deep moan, Nick made you stand up. He kicked the chair away and slammed you forward into the vanity, making quick work of his pants and flipping your nightgown up, revealing your panties. When you uncrossed your eyes from the mind-blowing massage and realized what was happening, you panicked.
"What are you doing, Nick? Stop."
"You see I realized that you have been acting like such a bitch because you're so tense. No one has fucked it out of you yet and I'm here to remedy that." In one quick and hard thrust he was buried inside of you, pushing your hips into the vanity edge and making you yelp, stopping your resistance.
"Fuck...when was the last time your piece of shit ex-husband fucked you? This is the tightest pussy I've had in a while." Nick groaned into your ear as he got accustomed to your squeezing walls. His hands travelled up your body, stopping at your clothed chest, tugging at the thin material until it tore opened, immediately rolling one of your nipples between his fingers. You trembled in front of him, your walls clenching around the intrusion, making him chuckle.
"God..." You gasped as Nick adjusted his stance, griping your hip with one hand and your throat with the other.
"Yeah, gorgeous. That's me inside you. I know you fucking love it, your pussy is dripping." Nick smirked as he whispered into your ear. The first withdraw of his cock made you take a sharp inhale as you felt something else aside from your fingers inside of you.
It was so wrong that you felt so good. His pace was brutal but with his hand around your throat and your clit rubbing against the edge of the vanity with each thrust, Nick got you where your ex hadn't had you in years. It was like an itch you were finally going to properly scratch.
"C'mon you're almost there, gorgeous. Let it go." His strokes became even harder, making your eyes roll to the back of your head. Your hand grabbed his wrist that was constricting your throat.
"Harder." You groaned, however Nick didn't know which you meant - throat or pussy, so he tightened his hold on your throat and punctuated his thrusts.
"Please--" Convulsing around him, your words didn't make sense as you finally exploded, covering him and the vanity in your juices as you squirted. Hot tears cascaded down your cheeks as your entire body released all the tension you've been carrying for years.
"That's it, good girl." Nick praised as he continued his assault on your pussy, his grip on your throat still strong making catching a breath harder. And the fact that he was in control of your breathing somehow turned you on even more.
"M-More-" You choked out, reaching behind him and grabbing his ass, your nails scraping at his skin.
"Fuck, gorgeous, you're something else." He bit your shoulder.
You could feel him losing his momentum, trying to hold back as long as possible and you let out a muted chuckle. Just like his cock was ruining you, your pussy was ruining him.
A few more thrusts later, Nick moaned / whined and came inside you, squeezing your throat even harder as he spasmed, cutting off your breathing completely and triggering your second orgasm.
Panting hard, your eyes locked in the vanity mirror and he kissed the bite mark on your shoulder.
"Feeling better or do you still want to kill me?" Nick smirked. Scoffing at him, you elbowed him in his belly.
"Get off of me." You tried shaking him off, but he only took one small step back.
"You can't say that when my cum is still dripping out of your pussy." He swiped at your pussy lips and showed you his spend, before shoving his fingers in your mouth.
"I hate you." You slapped him after you spit out his cum.
"I guess you need a few more taming sessions." Nick grabbed your chin. "I won't complain, I had a lot of fun and I hate to tell you this, but you enjoyed yourself too."
Pulling his pants up, he quickly fastened his belt and headed for the door.
"Try to behave until then, I dislike having to pay my staff extra to deal with your bitchiness."
The click of the lock made you return fully to your reality. The same room, the same house, the same place you've been stuck in for months, except now your nightgown was torn and you were full of your captors cum. As you glanced at your appearance in the mirror you screamed out in anger and frustration before slamming your fist in the vanity, shattering the picture into a million pieces. Blood poured out of your wound and pain followed. Clutching your bloody hand, you collapsed on the floor, crying.
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So...the sequel no one asked for nor no one needed is here :D I am making my way down my drafts and adding to a few of them. I'm finally back to my writings and I missed it so much 💙 as long as my muse & concentration stays I'll try to churn out as much as I can 😊🍀
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lol that sassy little turn X3 I'd have soooo gone with him. "time to be a criminal i guess." *shrug*
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