Despite B&C playing out completely differently from the book, I have to applaud Phia for her performance as Helaena.
Imagine the horror of two strange men barging into your chamber with your two sleeping children only feet away, a knife to your neck. You can’t scream, you can’t get too loud for fear of waking them and all three of you getting hurt.
You don’t know why you’re there but they mention coin. Maybe the necklace? They’re undeterred. The children are still sleeping only feet away. They’re leaving with someone’s head tonight, and they want “a son.”
If you lie? You’ll all die. You have to pick what happens and either way, it’s going to be horrible. She dissociates. She has to. There’s no other way to cope with this scenario. She gives up Jaehaerys to save herself and Jaehaera.
She goes into autopilot and grabs Jaehaera and flees. Anywhere. Somewhere. She flees to her mother’s chambers, and walks in on…that. There’s too much going on. She’s traumatized. She’s shutting down.
They killed the boy.
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mmmm okay you said you like cum so im thinking… evan cumming on your pussy and then licking it all away as an innocence kink thing…?
-🪱 (im claiming that one!!)
guys these cum reqs are killing me i’m so obsessed. feel free to send more😇😇🤗
warnings: innocence kink, humping, bruising, praise, mention of virginity
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evan’s cock slams into your thigh, hard and pulsating. he groans as he humps your glistening skin, grinding into your thigh. “fuck, babygirl, you’re so beautiful.”
you groan, arching your back against his mattress. “look at your pretty little princess parts.” he rubs a finger against the outer lips of your cunt, gently tugging on the pubic hair.
he slips his cock between your thighs, squeezing them tight. he thrusts in and out between the flesh, groaning. you push open your legs, pulling him closer to you. his cock reaches your pussy, hovering inches away.
he fucks your folds, slamming his dick into your clit. the harder he thrusts, the wetter you get, dripping around his shaft.
still, he refuses to enter you. “gotta keep this perfect pussy innocent.”
your clit is swollen and bruised, and still begging for more friction. he squeezes your thighs as he thrusts, reaching up with one hand to play with your tits.
“oh— baby. you’re so—” he cuts himself off, slamming faster and faster into your swollen, aching mess of a pussy.
he shakes as he comes, pumping load after load of cum onto your cunt. he releases what seems an irregular amount, painting your pussy and thighs white with his seed.
when he comes down from his high, he can’t tear his eyes away from the mess. “my doll looks so pretty covered in my babies.”
“i love your babies,” you slur, drunk on the feeling of his eyes on your skin, of his now soft cock sitting against your thigh.
“gotta keep this pussy clean,” he says, leaning down so that his face is above your cunt. “keep your princess parts safe and innocent.” he licks along your folds, collecting his cum on his tongue. he swallows and groans.
“tastes so much better after touching my babygirl.”
he swallows it all, and you watch the bobbing of his adam’s apple every time.
he sits up, admiring your freshly clean pussy, wet and bruised.
he slaps it as he gets up. “my pretty little virgin.”
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Shoutout to Magic for taking "Watson equivalent who was a former assassin of some kind" and ascending it to "Watson equivalent who is still an active assassin, not even on the side, like being a detective's assistant is their side job"
Proft: "He's covered his tracks well. He's definitely our culprit, but with all the physical evidence destroyed we'll never be able to prove it to the courts."
Etrata: "...So like, does that mean I'm fine to... you know..."
Proft: *sighs* "...Just please tell me you're being paid by someone else to do it."
Etrata: "Oh they gave me the contract like halfway through the investigation. I was just waiting to see if we could get him in custody first."
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Bard-aby <3 except he's only loosely a bard bc i don't subscribe to absolutes <3
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BARNABY WITH PANTS??? BLASPHEMY!!! however this is a (dnd-inspired) fantasy au so. pants! loose pants tucked into modified boots because no one can tell me No!
based off of Clown's pokemon au human Barn, it seems like he might be a bit of a jewelry guy! he was wearing rings! and had an earring! also i think Barn just looks great w/ some extra shinies, yk yk
since ties aren't really a Thing in fantasy settings, i combined the iconic pattern w/ his vest for a two-in-one. then suspenders bc they fuck severely! his belt buckle is a bone both as a nod to the pattern on his tie / house decoration, and to go along with how Wally has an apple buckle! besties stay twinning!
you can't see it but on his other side he has his pack & his smoking pipe holster, which attaches to his belt! it's very high quality leather that he spent so much money on. his pipe is important to him - he carved it himself out of wood from an important tree from his childhood, so he wants it to be properly stored & protected! he has two kinds of tobacco for it - normal, and magic tobacco that essentially allows him to cast minor spells w/ the smoke
the feathers on his hat are from Ms. Beagle! in my mind he left the farm to go adventuring on a bit of a bad note, but his mama made sure to give him a couple feathers to take with so that she'd always be close <3
he keeps his claws blunt so that he doesn't accidentally scratch people/things, and so that he can play stringed instruments without cutting the strings. while i imagine for this au he plays a wide range, he prefers Loud Handheld Instruments that allow him to sing along. so in mind he has an Accordion here! loud! jaunty! but i imagine he also keeps a recorder in his pack for when Frank needs annoying. (he did have a lute, but he broke it over someone's head in the act of defending Wally's honor)
im still trying to pin down the right balance of colors for his outfit, but! for a little au tidbit - all of his spots are the same two blues as his ears. in this im imagining that he, at a young age, learned a very basic cosmetic spell that allowed him to change his spots color to mimic Ms. Beagle's! he wanted to look like his mama! but by the time he's in his late 20s he no longer changes his spots
ohhhh i forgot to add his pockets. Oh Well
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#wink wink about stealing something he wants #maybe a band of outlaws holds up a train and when he and Simon come to confront them #he sees a girl shaking in her seat and decides she should come home with him
WHY WOULD YOU HIDE THIS IN THE TAGS????????
Soap says he’s taking her in for questioning and he’s very apologetic when Price asks him later on where the witness went. Must’ve given him the split at some point when his back was turned, maybe didn’t want to get involved with Johnny law. Price gives him a stern talking to and nothing more, since they’d captured most of the men from the train and they could just interrogate them. No need to involve some poor frightened girl.
Anyway that’s what Soap tells her when he comes back home to his cabin out in the middle of nowhere. No one for miles around. She doesn’t need to worry about what happened on the train and he’s not particularly interested in why she was there in the first place. Johnny takes very good care of the things he takes.
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"You're a kid whos mom was obsessed with a cult, and when you were just 12, she sacrificed you. You end in hell and expected to be tortured for eternity, but turns out the demon wanted a child of his own"
by WRITING PROMPTs
Maybe Bruce?
Aweee now, just imagine!
These cultists? Totally an accident that they for the ritual right. Jason doesn’t die so much as he just seem to kind of vanish into smoke and—
wtf.
Ok.
There’s- there’s a whole child.
Right at Bruce feet. All of a sudden.
A human child.
In hell.
And look, they couldn’t have chosen a worse demon to send a sacrifice to because Bruce? He’s a protector of children.
Because there’s something that so many story and demonology books get wrong.
Hell is for the bad people to be punished for all eternity.
And Bruce? And all the other demons populating hell? Well, they exist solely for one reason:
To punish sinners for the crimes they committed in life.
It’s a jail. Bruce and his fellow demons are the jailers. They don’t guard the doors of hell because they don’t want anybody to get in, they’re guarding them so nobody gets out.
But children, children have no business being in this place of torture and agony. Not ever. There’s a whole ass system in place to keep the good souls from accidentally wandering where they shouldn’t be.
So Bruce sees this tiny, starved child crying and screaming and— fuck. This is a Dick situation, isn’t it? He needs to go to earth. Again. And drag some people down to damnation all early and piss off death again. But you know what? Tough shit. They want a demon? They’re gonna get one.
(Jason is soon introduced to another strange human after he mysteriously pops back up on earth. His name is Richard “Dick” Grayson, and his teeth are too sharp and his pupils look almost reptilian in the right light, but he takes Jason to a big ass house with a real strange butler and lots of food.
Jason thinks he’s seen the weird Brucie guy who introduces himself as Dick’s dad somewhere before… but Jason is cool with not looking a gift horse in the mouth. After all, what are the chances he’ll fall into another cult’s hands so soon after the last?)
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