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thewickedharlot · 1 year

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Something we don’t discuss often enough is the enigma that is Damian Kozak and his BDE. On paper there seems to be very little that would lead one to believe that some of the most attractive women in the industry would even glance his way and yet somehow he has, and let me quote one of his more notable exs, a long list of ex lovers, that I know a lot of people would die for.

From the earliest we can track down that we can say is for sure was Bonnie Astor (nee Walker), before she was somebody anybody cared about. Judging by their socials, it was an on and off thing for a few years, right up until Damian fell into a trap of his own in the form of Olivia Bennett. (Although it looks like they had a brief comeback given the public brawl between Damian and Fletcher Astor)

It’s still unclear how the two ended up on each others radars. The pair were first linked in the comment section of Damian's Instagram where they bonded over the existence of aliens of all things? Damian and her sister, Stella Bennett are friends so it’s possible that’s the connecting factor but somehow Olivia sunk her teeth into Damian and what happened next was the weirdest series of events that has ever been triggered by such a basic looking man.

Public sex, a weird feud that resulted in Bonnie somehow getting to open for Olivia on both legs of her last world tour and a reality television show being where it all ends makes sense. It was a trainwreck right until the very end. It was the “I Love You” heard around the world followed by the most public rejection possible and one of the few times we’ve ever looked at Olivia and thought ‘Girl Boss’ until it became clear she left him for Phoenix Undergrove and potentially caused his death (Wtf girl?).

Damian disappears after for a while after which makes sense because, duh embarrassing, and then finds himself linked to two other women. First, he’s spotted in a park with Elyssa Rappaport. Which, wow talk about out of his league. However more recently it appears that Damian and Kimber Tate have gotten engaged. Admittedly, Kimber makes the most sense out of these women, but the way this man has to be packing because why else would anyone want to tolerate his long winded monologues about the meaning of life and death?

There is one other woman Damian keeps around, for longer than we can prove, Peach Rivera. And honestly, we have no idea how the pair met or why they appear close but a deep dive into their socials makes us think its been a while and the only reason we can think she’d stick around him as long as she has is the same reason all these other women keep coming back. He’s packing.

So who’s next or is the marriage going to stick? We simply cannot wait to see how this all plays out but you can catch Damian on tour supporting Cole Addams with his ex Bonnie Astor and the amount of tour tickets that were sold simply because people want to be there when this all implodes (We have tickets to at least 6 shows already just in case) Stay tuned. It’s sure to be a disaster.

#Damian Kozak #Bonnie Walker #Olivia Bennett #Peach Rivera

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haute-lifestyle-com · 3 months

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FAYE, from HBO Documentary Films, presents an intimate portrait of Hollywood legend Faye Dunaway, as she reminisces, remembers, and recollects the memorable moments of her life, childhood, career successes and stumbles, and her iconic poolside post-Oscar photo shoot

#Janet Walker #Haute-Lifestyle.com #The-Entertainment-Zone.com #faye dunaway #hbo #hbo max #movies to watch #documentary #hollywood #legends #robert redford #jack nicholson #warren beatty #robert duvall #chinatown #bonnie and clyde #network #mommie dearest #joan crawford

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thetisming · 10 months

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I WAS BORN ON THE 76TH ANNIVERSARY OF BONNIE AND CLYDE'S DEATH

#AND SO WAS BEN JACKSON WALKER #bonnie and clyde #23rd may

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yeyinde · 20 days

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Seen your layla frost mention - any good dark romance books you would recommend? 👀

oh, absolutely!!! though, fair warning - my ideal dr is a horror/thriller moonlighting as a romance so! def read the warnings.

Little Dove by Layla Frost. Maximo, honestly, is my ideal mmc. cold, collected, cunning, unflappable, with a cruel and sadistic side (but never directed toward the the fmc), and wholly devoted to Juliet on a level that would probably land him in jail irl

Then, Earth Swallowed Ocean (book 1) by Shiloh Sloane

"Southern Gothic Werewolves Fight the Devil" that's it. this is the book for me. Shiloh Sloane is my favourite author. genuinely, truly. i love her writing, i love her characters. i love her for her tiktok bio alone: I write love stories whose trailers would have Ethel Cain music in ‘em. obsessed with her. i stalk her daily on insta and tiktok. but the book: it's more horror erotica than DR, but to be totally honest, this is so far up my alley, it was practically written for me. werewolves, the devil, smut, an INSANE mmc (obsessed, mean, possessive), a strong fmc, and it's set in post WW2 Appalachia. instant fave. when i die, bury me with this book.

Cracked Blue Sky (book 2) by Shiloh Sloane

features a native fmc and i know Shiloh Sloane is white, but how she shapes Howie Black Elk was pretty realistic. i loved how much she reminded me of a few cousins, aunties. love this book!!

Snuff by Bonny Capps

dark horror erotica that you absolutely should heed the warnings to. i loved it. 5*. but it does end up on several dnf lists for being brutal and disgusting. fmc goes to Russia to discover her roots, is taken by the Bratva to feature in their "passion projects" (snuff films!), but the mmc decides he wants her all to himself. if you're queasy about totally irredeemable mmcs (sadistic, vile, possessive, obsessed, cruel), then this probably is not for you, but lucky for me, i'm into that. def on my "i couldn't look my therapist in the eye for a while" collection, though.

Lemonade by Nina Pennacchi. mmc is irredeemable (cruel, vile, obsessed). historical romance (Victorian). also on the collection. Little Mouse by Emily Rose. mafia. age gap. A Stone's Throw by Stevie Sparks. age gap (dad's best friend. Scottish hero. auction. weird rich people doing weird rich people shit. God Of Vengeance by Michelle Heard. age gap. mafia. found family. i re-read the bound series this week and my favourites are Bound by Vengeance (Growl and Cora), Bound by Duty (Dante and Valentina), and Twisted Pride (Remo and Serafina). anything by Lilith Vincent. Brutal Husband is dropping in October and i cannot wait. The Devil's Vice by Mindy Paige. trauma bonding. motorcycle gang. age gap. Little Stranger by Leigh Rivers. revenge (fmc sends mmc to prison and he gets out and comes for her). insane mmc. Spectre by Shiloh Walker. kidnapping. violence. neuro-atypical fmc. Slashed by Thalia Sanchez. fmc wants to become a Final Girl. Slasher!mmc gives her just that.

also, not a romance but if you're into dark books with compelling characters, Break Her by BG Harlen was sooo good!!!! the premise is that a professional rapist is sent to break the fmc and it's such a good psychological thriller. def not for everyone though. A Beautiful Evil by Eris Belmont has no HEA but a very brutal and malicious mml. God's Eye by Ansa Reads is brutal. loved it, dgmw. but it's def not for the faint of heart.

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cowboy-lover69 · 1 year

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could you please write a reaction for the ghostfaces where they realize their partner is afraid of them?

Ghostface's finding out you fear them.

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HEYYYY, sorry I haven't posted in ages am not super into scream anymore as you can tell by my rebrand BUT I still will be posting scream fic every once in a while if I feel like writing them

Requests are still open but I will be doing them less often

sorry for the 2 missing Ghostfaces in this one I was drained.

Billy Loomis

--- After you found out Billy was Ghostface Billy was very `paranoid that you were afraid of him, we would constantly ask for your reassurance that you weren’t

--- I feel he would overcompensate out of fear that you would either fall out of love with him and report him to the police or that you would straight up fear him which is not what he wanted.

--- Once we realized you did fear him even though you would reassure him that you didn’t he would be angry, which didn’t help. He would reason that you knew him and you know he never does anything like that to use whether you were convinced or not is up to you.

Stu Matcher

--- Stu was very oblivious to the fact that you weren’t comfortable around him after finding out he was Ghostface, He just couldn't connect the dots.

--- he could tell you were uncomfortable since you were pretty visually upset but he didn’t know what to do. Most likely after you found out he was Ghostface everything went back to “normal” at least for a little bit.

--- After he found out you feared him he was very upset you didn’t tell him. He wasn’t angry at you, he was just upset you didn’t trust him enough to say to him. He would probably try to talk to you about it and make sure you feel comfortable again.

Mickey Altieri

--- When you found out he was Ghostface Mickey just assumed that you would fear him, he was very surprised when you “didn’t”.

--- I feel like Mickey would be pretty insensitive about the whole thing. He would joke around about being Ghostface and couldn't tell it made you very uncomfortable.

--- Once he found out you were scared of him he wasn’t quite sure how to handle the whole ordeal. He really did care about you but he wasn't going to stop being Ghostface for you because he thought you were being a tad dramatic.

Roman Bridger

--- Roman was not sure when you found out he was Ghostface. Mostly out of the fact he didn’t think you were the type to care all too much but his judgment was wrong

--- For the most part, everything went on as normal; it never really came up in conversations because you would try to avoid the topic.

--- After Roman found out how you really felt he was a little surprised but too careful in trying to make you feel better about the whole thing explaining why he's doing it so you understand better.

Jill Roberts

--- Jill was a little concerned when you found out she was Ghostface but she quickly realized if you valued your own life you wouldn't tell.

--- so she used that to her advantage trying to have you cover for her and Charlie during the murders sometimes. She enjoyed being able to have you help but didn't realize how scared of her you really were.

--- Once she found out she reassured you of how much power and fame you guys would have after the killings if she kept you around for that long. She did care about you but if you became an issue she would not have a problem dealing with you.

Charlie Walker

--- Charlie valued you quite a bit both emotionally and physically, the first thing he was worried about when you found out he was Ghostface was how you felt. You acted like you were fine with it so he assumed you were cool with it without looking too much into the outside of the

--- he enjoyed the idea of Bonnie and Clyde partners in crime etc it was a fantasy of his. He would make you help him and Jill which you were not comfy with but you would never say anything even when he got a little carried away.

--- Once it slipped out that you were uncomfortable with him being Ghostface and with all the things you had seen him do you feared him a little, he was not quite sure how to handle it. He carried for you a lot but he was curious if he would choose you over being Ghostface.

Amber Freeman

--- Amber enjoyed being Ghostface. Somewhere in her diluted mind, she thought you would join her and be happy for her, and out of fear you told her that you did. She was thrilled she had someone to share this with besides Richie.

--- she wouldn’t make you do anything but she loved to be able to be confined to you when she needed someone to talk to about her murders. She liked Richie and he was there but she loved you.

--- Once she found out you feared her, she felt a surge of remorse that she had been pushing this on you before trying to justify it. She would say “Come on sweetheart you know I would never do you.” whether you believe her or not is up to you.

Ethan Landry

--- Ethan was very apologetic once you found out he was Ghostface he didn’t want to lose you because he loved you. Out of fear, you lied that you were ok and didn’t fear for your life at that moment.

--- he did his best not to talk about it with you or get you involved at all. He didn't want you wrapped up in his shit since he didn’t want you to be in a position where you were in his way and he would have to hurt you.

--- it ended up coming out that you were afraid of him, Ethan felt very bad. He tried his best to comfort you and make sure you understood he would never hurt you intentionally. He made it clear that if you did fear him, he would break up with you for your sake.

(request semi open not 100% I will do them)

masterlist

#amber freeman x reader #charlie walker x reader #ethan landry x reader #jill roberts x reader #mickey altieri x reader #quinn bailey x reader #roman bridger x reader #stu matcher x reader #billy loomis x reader

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lanadelreyscokewhor3 · 2 years

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ROBBERS- J.B BARNES

Pairing: Mob Boss! Bucky x Mob Boss Wife! Reader

Word Count: 1.8k

Summary: bucky and you were your own little version of bonnie and clyde, getting the most excited out of the most violent things. the two of you ruled the world- who cared about anyone else?

Warnings: SMUT. SMUTTY. gun sex/ penetration (yes, yes you read that right), daddy kink, choking, teasing, pet names, heavy praise kink, dry humping, pussy slapping, murder and violence (some gore)

“and he’s got his gun, and he’s got his suit on. she says, babe, you look so cool, you look so cool...” - robbers, the 1975

“Are you kidding me Walker?!” a low voice growled, anger laced in his voice as he smashed his fists on the table, standing up with a start.

A visible flinch was seen from the blonde, worry etched in his features as the brunette neared him, fists clenched, his target of threat chosen. “It’s not my fault sir I-”

“Oh no you don't get to go all boo-hoo on me Walker. This is one hundred percent your fault.” he hissed through clenched teeth, gripping the man's shirt hard enough to rip the top buttons as he glared down at the cowardly man.

Blood stained his white collared shirt, Bucky's hands still stained with his past client. His eyes bore holes in Walker, piercing icy blues turned dark and malicious. “We had a deal. The money was due last week. You swore on it.”

“ I know sir and I told you I'm sorr-”

Bang!

His fist hit the table hard enough to dent it, the metal adorned with a fist, ring marks appearing in the silver.

“ I don't care for your sorrys Walker.”

He threw him to the ground with force, causing him to wheeze as the breath was knocked out of him. You watched from behind the cool metal door, peeping silently through the little glass window as you soaked it all in.

It was cruel, the amount of excitement you got when you saw your husband like this. The fury that was pent up inside him was indescribable, smoke seeming to spout from out his ears as he peered down at the man. His breathing was heavy and shallow, you could see the rise and fall of his chest as his back muscles rippled from under the fabric of his rumpled shirt.

John was spewed across the cool floor, body seeming to be bent at awkward angles as he struggled to grab something unknown to you.

You had seen many men in his position before. They had learned too late, what the rules of the game were. Bucky was the king of the chessboard, and they were scattered pawns.

You- you were his queen of course.

No one had laid a finger on you, since that one night so many summers ago in the shady streets of Brownsville, before Bucky had saved you. Had taken you in, had raised you to be the strong, brave and bright woman you were today- who didnt take shit from anyone. You couldn't live without him- and you weren't ashamed to admit it. He was the only one who could bend and mold you to his bidding, and you wanted nothing more than to happily oblige him.

You watched in slow motion as John moved suddenly. Reaching in his back pocket, you saw the faint glimmer of a metal handle being drawn, the weapon about to be placed between your husband's pretty eyes.

You were faster than the man, if he could even be called that, his crimes and dirty work making him more of a cunt than a man. Faster than the speed of light you banged open the door and pulled out your nine millimeter shooting straight for the head, blood spraying everywhere as his body went limp.

Frantic eyes met yours, and visible relief washed over your husband as he realized it was you, his beautiful wife who had pulled the trigger.

“You gotta stop getting yourself into trouble baby blue eyes.” you cooed, heels clicking on the marble as you stepped over the corpse, bending down to pocket his weapon into your purse that had clattered on the floor.

“ You know me shortcake, I’m a sucker for trouble.” he smirked, pulling you closer to his body, hands brushing over your hips with a gentleness that was long gone from his body a few seconds ago.

Bucky was a mean, mean man- but never with you. No, you were his sweetheart, his shortcake, the queen that ruled Brooklyn alongside him.

His equal.

He spoiled you, truly.

“Is that why you married me?” you questioned sweetly, fingers brushing the fresh splattered blood on his jacket to bring it to your lips, tongue sucking it slowly.

He moaned at the sight, and you felt the very evident bulge that rutted against your stomach as you fussed over him. “ You’re trouble shortcake. But you're my trouble.” he grinned, fingers coming in contact to lace with yours.

You sighed in contempt at the comfort you felt with him, despite that dead corpse that lay meer inches away from your Prada heels, blood beginning to make its way over to pool near your feet.

“ Only yours Daddy.” you smiled sweetly at him, tugging him along with you over Walker's body and towards the door. You were getting needier by the second. His presence alone was enough to send you into overdrive, your body turning to mush at his slight touch.

The door shut being the two of you with a click, worry of the body already gone from your mind as you knew one of James men would take care of it.

“ Y’know you owe me new heels Daddy these will stain- oof!”

You were cut off with a strong grasp on your neck, Bucky slamming you back against the wall with slight force, making you moan. Your purse clattered to the floor, weapons rattling softly as Bucky pinned you, licking his lips with hunger.

His grip tightened slightly, rings digging into your neck as you looked up at him, eyes widening at his grin. “ I’ll buy you new ones after I fuck you in them.” he whispered in the shell of your ear, teeth tugging on it gently.

“Your mouth utters such foul language darling.” you drawled, his kisses and biting replacing where his hand once lay, hands now gripping your thighs to lift you up to his height. A wanton moan escaped your lips as he began to rut against your burning core, marks and bruises tracing down your collar and now reaching the peaks of your breasts as Bucky peered up at you, eyes wild and lust-filled.

His fingers slipped under your dress teasingly, fingers ghosting your thighs as he stroked them closer and closer to the place you needed them most. You slapped a hand over your mouth as you cried, your skin feeling like it was on fire with his touch, your juices puddling in your panties.

“Tsk tsk, none of that baby. Daddy wants to hear you.” he cooed against your skin, biting on it with a harsh tug that made your eyes widen as another moan left your lips.

“James they’ll see us-” you whined, mind turning foggy at the sensations as he pulled your thong to the side and slapped your clit harshly.

“ Let them. Barton probably wants a show. He knows he can't lay a hand on you though or I’d cut it off, that’s what makes it so fun.” he smirked, smacking your pussy again, laughing when you’d buck your hips in response.

“ What if I wanted to do that?” you smiled, emitting a low laugh from him.

“Then I guess I’d watch with a scotch in my hand shortcake.”

You giggled, but were cut off with his touch, your lips parting into an O shape as he stroked his fingers across your sensitive clit and teased your clenching walls as he grazed them along your wetness. They were snatched away as quickly as they came, and you whined impatiently at the sudden loss of contact.

“Shhh… you know I’ll give you what you want baby.” he cooed, hand reaching in his back pocket to reveal a gleaming silver handgun. You gulped audibly, the cool metal gleaming from the overhead lights.

“ Do you trust me?” he asked softly, the tenderness and love in his voice sounding like the sweetest melody you had ever heard.

“ With my life. I didn't get your name tattooed on my thigh for nothing Daddy.” you laughed, meeting his soft baby blues as he smiled gently, kissing you with passion and sweetness you were addicted to.

The kiss was soft, gentle, like doves in the wind. His kisses took you away from any negative objectives in your life, guarding and protecting you with its sweetness- like sugar. James was so adoring, so protective of you it nearly brought tears to your eyes. You were internally thankful for his presence in your life, filling up the endless void that stuck to you like a ghost.

He made you whole. And despite having a loaded weapon in his hand, he treated you like you were a porcelain doll as he neared the revolver towards your soaked cunt.

“I love you shortcake.” he whispered, slowly inching the barrel into your cunt, and you stretched around it deliciously. It chilled you to the bone, balancing out the hotness your body felt with Bucky so near.

You clenched around it tightly, walls sucking in the gun as if it was Bucky's cock. A deep moan left your lips, eyes rolling back to the whites as he allowed you to get used to the feeling in your hole.

“So pretty like this shortcake.” he groaned, beginning to rock the weapon in and out of you slowly. Your wetness dripped down the gun as he slowly pounded it into you, peppering kisses to your cheeks and neck as you cried out at the feeling.

“ Please Daddy!”

“Please what? You gonna cum shortcake? You really needed this didn't you honey?”

You nodded frantically, gripping his shoulders tightly as you felt your orgasm approaching at lightning speed. Your body was blazing, so hot hot hot as you grinded down on the gun, needing more.

The adrenaline running through your body left you breathless, and you couldn't tell if you were turned on by the fact someone could turn the corner and see this at any second, or if it was the fact your husband was quite literally fucking you with a loaded weapon.

“Daddy I’m gonna cum-” you shivered, body shaking and trembling at the overload of stimulation you were receiving.

“ Look at me when you cum shortcake. You look so perfect and pretty when you do.” he cooed gently, nipping at your earlobe.

That did it for you. Cumming with a scream of his name, your juices soaked the revolver and sprayed over his hand, making your mind go blank. You couldn't think, couldn't feel as you stood floating on a cloud, one of pure rapture.

Bucky was talking, but you felt as if you were swimming underwater, ears ringing and muffled. He stoked your body with his hands, kissing you all over as you came back to reality, legs shaking and toes curled.

“ You back with me honey?” he smiled, bringing the gun up to his mouth to lick your juices clean off it. You moaned at the sight, making him chuckle as he pocketed the gun.

“ Thank you Daddy.”

“ Anything for you shortcake. Now you wanted new shoes now hmm?”

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