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#Should i do part 2?
prince-of-brats · 10 months
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Cw: Somno, cnc, incest, degradation, manipulation, breeding
They start so gently as not to wake their little brother up, I just look so small and cute happily drooling and they push their cock deeper inside my boycunt. They lean down slowed and whisper in my ear. "You wanted this, didn't you? You little slut." They speed up and I tighten around them as I start moaning, it's becoming too much and I start to stir awake. "W-What? What are you doing? What is that inside me? Shit, it's so deep....." They put a finger to my lips and I become even wetter around them. "Look at all this lube you're gushing out. Maybe I should fuck your ass next..." They trail off to see my reaction, which was horror. "N-no...please I'll be a good boy! Please please please no!-" They wrap a hand around my throat squeezing once as a warning. "So loud. What if you woke up mom and dad with your whining? They'd know you wanted it. Because your a dumb little whore."
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This post is t4t and I'm a man! (◍•ᴗ•◍)
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persianlimeboi · 9 years
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Depths of the De Vil
 Well, I really don't know what to say anymore. I'm not going to write a Sea Devil fic where they try and raise Lily. Maybe in the future, but not now, for reasons, but I will write some Sea Devil angst, because everyone loves a bit of that! *cackles* slight warning, blood mentioned, not bad though.
She should've known this would happen. She had let August get away, she was the closest to Ursula and couldn't see her imminent betrayal and after finally realising the whereabouts of the author, when the witches and Rumple had him in their sights, the saviour and her parents flew in like the mighty heroes they believed themselves to be.
And Rumple was angry. His eyes had darkened considerably. He was looking for someone to blame and guess who was in his line of fire. “Cruella dearie.” He said. A sickening sweetness laced his voice.
 “I need you to drive me somewhere.” She knew what was going to happen. Honestly she couldn’t care. She wasn't going to get her happy ending, what point did she have carrying on this worthless goose chase? She had been through enough pain, maybe giving up would be the best option this time.
There had been no one else in the cabin. Just her and the dark one. Mal was with Regina in her vault, doing God knows what to her. The fur lover wasn't focused on that however, as she grabbed her keys and followed after Rumple.
They drove down to the docks. Where Ursula had left them. Left her. It made Cruella sick to the stomach to think about the sea witch and her betrayal. Yet she couldn't help herself. She would toss and turn at night. Asking herself why she didn't stop her. 
Once parked as close as they could get to the water, Rumple removed his seatbelt and got out of the car. It was dark, so there was nobody around. “Figures.” She thought. No one would save a villain anyway, so what was the point hoping?
He looked at her. No emotion showed itself on his face and she was glad for that. Who would want to see the smug look of their murderer? She silently thanked him, which funnily enough was not the strangest thing she'd done, thanking her killer.
She stood close to the waters edge and turned to face the dark one. She wrapped her arms around her chest and shivered slightly. Cruella had left her fur in the car. It was funny how precious inanimate objects could become to someone. Of course, they would never leave Cruella willingly, like somethings, well people she knew.
“Darling. Just one request?” She called out to Rumple, who looked at her with a raised eyebrow. 
“What?” He asked, he held no anger in his tone, nor even in his eyes. He had a neutral look, which was strange to see on someone with such power, but now wasn't the time to think about such things.
“The fur and the car. Make sure they go for a high price. They're very valuable you know.” A smirk plastered itself onto her face. Even nearing her demise, she could still out sass anyone. The request actually made Rumple roll his eyes, but they hardened straight afterwards.
He slowly reached into his pocket and removed the small silver gun that Cruella had once threatened him with. “Oh life, you vicious circle you.” She briefly thought, before a sharp crack sounded throughout the town.
A burning sensation made itself known through Cruella’s chest. Blood splattered out of her mouth and  she couldn't help but laugh, it was hollow of course. She then, not so gracefully, fell backwards into the water.
She could see the blurring lights of the street lamp that was above the place she had been standing and a figure loomed over the edge, before quickly making itself scarce. 
The last thing the animal witch saw was someone jumping into the water, bubbles appearing everywhere and then it all went dark as she sank into the abyss. 
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There had been a heavy feeling on Ursula’s heart for days. She had her voice, the love of her father and she was back home, where she belonged, but of course she knew this wasn't enough. She knew what was missing. “Cruella.” She whispered to herself.
Rage suddenly spilled into her. Why?! Why did it have to be Cruella?! That dastardly witch had done nothing but hurt the sea lover, butcher animals, wear them as clothes and threaten people whenever it suited her.  
Yet, in rare moments she had been so caring, so loving. She would hold Ursula when the pain of not having her voice was too much, she would help the sea witch, by listening whenever she needed to vent about the ridiculousness of Rumple or whatever else was bothering her and Cruella had also made a lifelong promise never to touch aquatic life, in any way, shape or form.
This caused a smile to grace her lips. The rage had faltered, she could never stay mad at that woman. She had to go and see her. It was the only way to deal with this. She had no idea what the fur coated woman would say. After all she had betrayed her. Left her to go with her father and have a happy ending, but Cruella was her happy ending, so in a sense it was all for nothing.
The Sea witch decided not to tell her father. Maybe she could convince Cruella to come to Atlantica with her and if not Poseidon would understand that this was what Ursula wanted and needed. Opening a portal, she made her way back to Storybrooke.
 However, she didn't open the portal in exactly the same place as where she left, so when her feet were soundly placed on land she had to look around to quickly gather her bearings, it was dark and the stars were out, they looked so beautiful. That was one of the things the sea dweller had missed, besides the obvious thing that was Cruella.
Speaking of whom, she could see that infamous car of hers sitting idly by the waters edge and from what she could see, her fur was in there. This of course, raised the warning bells in Ursula’s mind. Cruella was never not wearing her fur. Even when it was time to sleep, her coat would always be nearby her.
Ursula rushed over to the car. That’s when she saw him. Rumple, holding out a silver gun. “Cruella’s silver gun” Her mind seemed to scream at her that there was danger, a shiver rolled down her spine as she looked to where he aimed.
There she stood, in a loose black vest top, those ridiculously tight hot pants and leather boots. Her arms were wrapped around herself and Ursula could see her shivering slightly. The sea lover was just about to call out to her, when she heard the gun go off.
Time seemed to stand still. There was a shot, a eerie laugh and finally the sound of a body connecting to water. She vaguely recognised Rumple stroll to the edge, peer down and then turn away and walk on. 
Her heart pounded in her chest as she bolted to where Cruella had fallen. Blood was covering the docks and it caused Ursula’s stomach to clench. Landing on her knees rather painfully, she stared down into the depths.  She could just about see a figure in the water sinking steadily. Without even thinking, she jumped into the dark waters and swam as fast as she could, after her love.
Mwhahahhahahah. I feel like I should stop here! Hope you enjoyed some angst 
mybigimagination97 (have some angst amigo)
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