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gghostwriter · 3 months

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Yours Truly, Romeo

Chapter 4 __ The Profile & The Profiler

Spencer Reid x FOC

Summary: Washington, DC - A string of grizzly murders and obsessive love letters causes Olivia and Spencer’s paths to intertwine. With a serial killer proclaiming his undying devotion to her and the thick tension surrounding her and her agent turned bodyguard, Olivia’s life is writing out like a contemporary love story that she, as a successful writer, could see herself publishing.

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"You are a lover. Borrow Cupid's wings and soar with them above the common bound." - Act 1, Scene 4. Romeo & Juliet by William Shakespeare

“We believe our unsub is a white male driving an SUV. He uses the vehicle to abduct and transport the male victims from Washington DC to Maryland,” Hotch stated in front of the members of the Washington PD.

Morgan stood next to him, hands on his hips. “His victims are between the ages 27-35 and we think the unsub is in the same age bracket.”

“Add to that, our unsub is experiencing a psychosis specifically called erotomania. This form of delusion is when an individual believes that another person, usually of a higher status, is in love with him. His weapon of choice also gives us another understanding on his psyche to these killings, using narcotics to kill symbolizes the emotional detachment the unsub has to his victims—” Spencer elaborated.

“Which means the victims were a crime of opportunity, rather than crime of passion,” Morgan injected.

“—and with his use of methanol and formaldehyde to preserve the body parts, we believe we are looking for an intelligent unsub.”

“Which is not unusual. True psychopaths often have above average intelligence.” Hotch clarified.

“This type of unsub will not have injected himself into the investigation as we often see. He will not be following the case very closely unless his fantasy to Ms. Olivia Hill is disturbed.” Morgan concluded.

The Washington chief detective raised his pen up in the air. “So how come he hasn’t tried to kidnap Ms. Hill rather than kidnapping all these male victims?”

“It’s because his fantasy—transformation if you will—isn’t complete yet. He’s collecting all these different body parts to fit into her perfect male partner. Once that process is complete, he will try to kidnap her next.” Spencer explained.

Morgan took a deep breath. “There is something about him that would be helpful, he has a superficial connection to Ms. Hill. Not enough for her to notice his feelings but enough for him to project his fantasy, possibly a colleague or someone she interacts with on a daily short basis like a delivery man.”

“We suggest not to go public with this information and to re-interview female co-workers to ask if they’ve noticed any untoward or suspicious behaviors from their male co-workers to Ms Hill,” Hotch said as Morgan’s phone started to ring. “Thank you very much.”

With his back turned to the police officers leaving the premise, he accepted the call and put it on speaker. “Prentiss, what you got?”

She sighed. “Another body has been dumped in the Potomac River, skinned from his upper thigh to feet.”

“That completes his suit,” Spencer noted.

“Forensics is currently running his fingerprints in the system to see if we have him in the database. I’ll get Garcia to forward any information she has,” she stated before ending the call.

The two FBI agents turned around to face their stern unit chief for further instructions. “Morgan, you’re with me for the re-interview. Reid, you go back to Ms. Hill’s residence and Reid,—“

“Yes?”

“—keep us updated on any slight disturbance.”

Spencer nodded, gathering his belongings before dashing out of the precinct.

———

Dusk was beginning to settle when Spencer turned off the SUV ignition in front of her residence. Crossing the empty and calm street road, he took note of any rustling noise, flickering neighborhood lights—the lack thereof—and dark corners where the unsub could hide while keeping watch of the doorstep. All the curtains were shut, he observed, as if mimicking a moat bridge drawn up to protect the castle and it’s inhabitants. Steeling his nerves, he knocked on the door and announced his presence.

“Olivia, it’s Dr Spencer Reid,” He called out.

Several bolts were heard being unlocked from the other side before the door fully swung open, Olivia’s eyes darting behind his stature before widening as it settled on his form.

“Oh, uh-hi Dr. Reid, you look—different,” her cheeks turning a rosy shade of pink as she observed his change in attire. Gone was the brown sweater vest that emphasized his lithe form and the lilac button down shirt that was once hidden underneath now had its sleeve pushed up to his forearms. With the vest out of the way and the gun holster secured on his waist visible, he looked formidable, sensual, and dangerous rolled into one. The sharp contrast to the soft spoken and intriguing male that she met this afternoon to the knight and shining armor rounding her living space had her feeling lightheaded with desire.

Spencer sat down at the worn love seat sofa located in her office. “My team is re-interviewing your female colleagues and I’d like to ask you for any strange male colleagues and interactions that rubbed you off the wrong way.”

“I don’t really interact with any other publishing employees beside from my agent and publicist,” she sat beside him with a glass of water in hand. “One of the perks of being a writer is not having to interact with anyone beyond necessary.”

A heavy silence covered their surroundings. Their thighs softly caressing the other, as if whispering the subconscious declaration of intrigue and attraction. Eyes flitting across the room, never meeting each other’s gaze afraid of unconsciously communicating their innermost thoughts.

His palms opening and closing, unsure of what he needs to do and apprehensive of what he wants to do. Hers drumming on her thighs, nervous of the palpable tension around them. He wanted to touch her delicate hand, he realized—to envelope hers in his, to trace patterns on the back of her hand that will never leave a trace but wishing it would, and to never let go.

“Dr Reid, is it too forward of me to ask if you’re in a relationship?” Olivia rushed out to ask, clearly sheepish with her inquiry.

His ears turning red at the implication behind her questioning. “My job and its urgency isn’t ideal for a relationship,” he explained. “Being on call 24/7 and not knowing when I’ll be able to return home isn’t a fair deal for a potential partner. Statistically speaking, divorcees are common in the FBI, especially in the BAU.”

“Oh, that makes sense.”

A silence crept between them.

“Spencer,” he clarified, noticing the little scrunch of her nose as if asking him to further clarify. “Call me Spencer.”

She smiled, the kind so infectious that he felt his own lips curling upwards and his filter evaporating into nothing. “Did you know that women in the romance community are more likely than the general population to be currently married or living with a partner?” He articulated as his fingers tapped a rapid beat on his thigh, an outward display of nervousness. “More often than not, most writers are to be in happy relationships. The stereotype depictions of the lonely, lovesick romance writer who pens alluring novels is largely false in narrative.”

“Huh, I’ve always thought the minds behind romance would be the hopeless romantic pouring over their frustrations, hopes, and dreams into ink to escape reality and live out their fantasies,” she countered back.

His body shifted to face hers. “That is not necessarily incorrect. Romance novels are, for the most part, written by women, about women, for women but it also allows the writers to explore who they are as a woman. Who you want to be. Finding out what you can be. Pushing yourself to be more of who you are.”

“So it’s more of self navigation and therapy?”

He nodded, pleased that his intention was understood even if he explained it in a convoluting way. “Yes, actually more like a self discovery and research.”

“Sadly and realistically speaking, I do tend to fall on the stereotype category of being a romance writer,” she shrugged as if it was no big deal. “So Mr Genius, how’d you end up in the FBI and as a profiler?”

His eyebrows scrunched in concentration unsure to what extent he should divulge. “I was recruited and this was the path that I wanted to do.”

“Can you profile me, then?” She smiled, leaning further into him. “I’m no criminal but I’d like to see your job in action. To see if it’s how they portrayed it in the movies, I mean.”

She was obviously flirting, Spencer noted. He was known to be oblivious to these types of advances as Morgan pointed out, mainly rooting from his deep sense of insecurity, but she was making it clear that she felt an attraction to him or maybe he was just projecting his own emotions, he countered in his mind. After all, he didn’t have the typical male physique—muscles that allude a capability to protect and attack. His greatest asset would be his IQ of 187 that slashes into 60 whenever her set of doe-eyed eyes looks into his with such trust and comfort. His hand moved on their own accord, swiping on her lower lip that was being assaulted by her teeth.

Her breath hitched and his hand quickly dropped, a visible flush coloring his cheeks. “That was, uh, that was inappropriate of me—“

“It’s alright, Spencer.”

“I—it’s really not. You—you asked for a profile, yes?” He brought up, desperate to diffuse the atmosphere and change the subject matter. “You’re a perfectionist based on the organization of your home. Your books are a financial success but you still use an old sedan, possibly a hand me down from your father based on the color and make, which tells me you’re frugal with your income, despite the fact that your house is located in one of the pricier neighborhoods—I believe this is your biggest purchase to date—and that you possibly grew up in a middle income family. You subconsciously tap your fingers on your thighs when you’re nervous and you keep your nails short meaning you’re other tic would be nail biting which you’re trying to break. And you mentioned that you fall under the stereotype category of being a romance writer which tells me you didn’t date much during your school years and never felt the need to go through all the usual considered landmarks of being a teenager, kissing under the bleachers and such. Perhaps you’ve had a boyfriend or two, nothing noteworthy for inspiration and romance, so you pour your hopes and dreams into the characters and scenarios you create.”

“You missed one more important piece.”

He titled his head, thinking of what he could have possibly missed.

“You, and my apparent attraction to you. How I’d like to see you again once this situation is through,” her voice trailed off, the sudden confidence evaporating from her body.

There was silence. His intelligent, hyper-active mind not knowing how to respond. Her confession had rendered him mindless and mute.

The lights flickered, as if wanting to escape their bodies as the space in between lessens ever so slightly, before complete darkness and danger shrouded over.

#criminal minds #criminal minds fanfic #spencer reid fanfic #spencer reid fic #criminal minds fic #spencer reid x fem!oc #criminal minds fanfiction #spencer reid fanfiction #gw fics #ytr fanfic

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amidst-wonderland · 2 months

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ELIZABETH LANCE-WAYNE

REAL NAME : elizabeth lance-wayne FACE-CLAIM : olivia cooke MAIN ALIAS : siren OTHER ALIASES : starling ⭑ batgirl ⭑ black canary ⭑ crow ⭑ molly malone KEY RELATIVES : bruce wayne (father) ⭑ dinah lance (mother) ⭑ damian wayne, (half-brother) ⭑ olive west-wayne (daughter) ⭑ ronan west-wayne (son) AFFILIATION : batman family ⭑ justice league ⭑ birds of prey ⭑ teen titans ⭑ suicide squad ⭑ flash family ⭑ team arrow ⭑ wayne enterprises BASE OF OPERATIONS : gotham city ⭑ keystone ⭑ star city ⭑ new york city

ORIGIN & LIVING STATUS

ALIGNMENT : hero LIVING STATUS : alive, formerly deceased PLACE OF BIRTH : gotham city UNIVERSE : prime earth IDENTITY : secret CITIZENSHIP : american MARITAL STATUS : separated, it's complicated. OCCUPATION : wedding planner ⭑ socialite (former) ORIGIN : hereditary metagene obtained from mother, black canary. took on protégé role of starling as a child. CAUSE OF DEATH(S) one | killed by the joker after being stabbed with an electric rod during an arkham aslyum surveillance mission with robin and kid flash in an attempt to blow the island sky-high. two | shot by royal flush gang's queen during 'task force x' operation three | impaled by zoom in an act of revenge against flash iii four | beaten to death by 'death metal' alternative, screech in attempt to protect her children

SKILLS & ABILITIES

expert detective master martial artist and hand-to-hand combatant ultra-sonic scream (canary cry) enhanced strength and speed expert strategist, tactician and field commander trained gymnast espionage utilises high-tech equipment and weapons, such as her element adaptive mono-wire proficient archer sound immunity

RELATIONSHIPS / ASSOCIATIONS

marriage | wally west long-term | roy harper fling | adian cobblepot ⭑ joseph wilson

heroes | bruce wayne ⭑ dinah lance ⭑ wally west ⭑ zatanna zatara ⭑ barbara gordon ⭑ dick grayson ⭑ roy harper ⭑ donna troy ⭑ jason todd ⭑ tim drake ⭑ stephanie brown ⭑ cassandra cain ⭑ renee montoya villains | harley quinn ⭑ magpie ⭑ cupid ⭑ rainbow raider ⭑ royal flush gang ⭑ screech ⭑ mad hatter ⭑ catwoman ⭑ hazard ⭑ poison ivy ⭑ killer frost ⭑ joker ⭑ punchline ⭑ court of owls

MISC.

elizabeth was the batgirl to jason's robin and is arguably the closest with him, post resurrection.

after being stripped of her cowl again by bruce, elizabeth winds up babysitting 'task force x' with long-time friend, roy harper and dawning a new short-term alias, crow. the two find comfort in each-other within the band of belligerent criminals as ex-titans, roy after his split with jade and elizabeth longing for a love she doesn't even know she's forgotten.

she’s viewed as an almost modern day ‘daisy buchanan’ type figure in gotham for better or worse

elizabeth's wayne!persona feeds into the catty high-school popular girl, a little ditzy but applying where it counts. she's no valedictorian but fronting the cheer squad and the debate team whilst earning herself prom queen is no small feat but unfortunately for her date and half the school's male populous, she's head-over-heels for nobody but keystone's cocky redhead with a heart of gold. post-gotham academy, she becomes a hilton-type party girl which doesn't go down well with wally.

even after their separation (in name only, these two would literally die for each-other) wally is still persistent that she keeps her flash button-pin on her person at all times, just in case. even after a fight, yet another break or just a storm-out he'll always be there when she needs him and he knows she's stubborn enough to only press it when she really needs him.

liz was a pretty taken aback by wally's reappearance. learning of a life she once had, the children she'd forgotten and unlike everyone else that accepted wally back almost immediately, liz was a little slower, much to wally's impatience.

she covers for her mother as black canary during league outings whilst dinah is on maternity leave, even keeping with the mantle when teaming up with wally when he returns to the flash role.

dinah and bruce were only briefly together, bruce hadn't even begun his career as batman and dinah was working part-time as a florist and club singer.

liz and dick are the same age.

all three of her costumes incorporate led lining, more-so her time as batgirl with the cowl, her batgirl colour-coding was black and sheer white, whilst starling had an ombre rainbow lining - similar to the bird and siren taking on both aspects with the black and white costume and rainbow led lights.

KEY ARCS / MOMENTS / STORYLINE

MATCHES (UNDER THE RED HOOD PREQUEL)

central characters | elizabeth lance-wayne (molly malone) ⭑ jason todd ⭑ tim drake ⭑ cassandra cain ⭑ selina kyle ⭑ adian cobblepot ⭑ oswald cobblepot ⭑ edward nygma ⭑ carmine falcone ⭑ dick grayson ⭑ barbara gordon

whilst batman is off-world with the justice league, the rest of his team have been tasked to protect gotham so newly returned elizabeth gets a whiff of a developing human trafficking ring, she swiftly adopts the 'molly malone' persona in order to infiltrate their operations and put a stop to it. however, she's met with some resistance from the city's newest mob-boss, the red hood.

notable beats

one | this is elizabeth's first solo operation in gotham since the batgirl mantle was taken from her and since she married childhood sweetheart wally west, who is currently off-world with bruce. two | selina helping elizabeth get into the spoilt mafia brat image with hair as big as her tits, heels as fake as her lips and leopard print dress peaking above her ass. during this, cass watches on at the pseduo-mother / daughter moment, longing back to her own childhood. three | seducing oswald cobblepot's absolute meathead unit of a son, adian as malone's guard-dog boyfriend after 'spontaneously' meeting in gotham's 'my alibi' strip club with the promise of opening a brothel (refuge for victims), playing on his sycophantic eagerness to get impress / out-do his own father, mirroring elizabeth's own ambition. four | red hood interrupting her first meeting with the gotham rogues, removing their attention from her, to him. jason identifies liz immediately, being aware of the 'malone' schtick from bruce but decides to toy with her game-plan just to tick her off. five | jason overhears an argument between tim and liz ordering him and cass to back-off the op, he decides to stir the pot by ambushing the boy-wonder. six | elizabeth returns to her and wally's shared penthouse only to be confronted with the red hood confirming her identity as a wayne and poking at her marriage, "does west know you're hanging off penguin jr?" taunting her to press the alarm, knowing bruce and the scarlet-speeder would return seeing the mess she's made of the op, jason offers her a hand.

ROYAL ROULETTE (THE SUICIDE SQUAD) - breakdown to be added

below is just some fun i had after seeing the suicide squad, enjoy!

SNIPPET

“Joining you, Dubois will be two classified and undercover operatives with decades of field experience between them, though you may find their methods in comparison to your active teammates are rather passive.” Amanda Waller drags out as she walks the marksman through the bleak halls of the prison. “Both parties are, like you doing this with a certain level of willingness, but again like you, they have their own rather elusive baggage.” Dubois continued to follow the woman into her office before being shown some very familiar inmates, one blond and the other ginger, who’d been a real pain in his- “Arsenal. Speedy and Red Arrow all known aliases of former Green Arrow protégé, Roy Harper. I know you’re aware of Mr. Harper’s craft, but you may relax. He is your covert second-wave operative on this mission.” “Does he know that?” “He’s been warned, whether or not he wishes to push my buttons is entirely up to him.” “Blondie here, is your problem.” “That’s not Quinn, is it?” “Far from, this is Siren. Meta-human.” “Christ.” “That’s a moot point a third of your team are meta-humans, but this one, used to be Batgirl.” “Fuck off.” “Watch that tongue.” “I thought the Bats were good guys.” “Yeah, well some of them have tendencies, including this one.” “What’s she do?” “Classified.” “How’d you get her to agree?” “Classified.” “Does the Batman know?” “He knows his daughter is doing covert work for me.” “Ooh, lying to the cape-crusader is-“ Dubois furrowed his brows, “Did you say daughter?” “That I did. Siren is a meta-human with enhanced strength, equipped with a Canary Cry that can shatter just about any form of glass within a two-mile radius. Her mother is Black Canary, her Step-father? Green Arrow and her husband is the fastest man alive,” Waller tensed, “Dubois, no matter what the circumstances may be, I do suggest that you and your team do not cross this woman, specifically Quinn.” “What do the Gothamites have history?” he joked, although Waller did not reciprocate. “You don’t spend five years as Batgirl without a run in with the Clown. Joker killed her brother, paralysed her teammate, and critically injured herself to the brink of death that she spent seven months in the ICU, all to enact a grand idea that involved blowing Arkham Island to bits.” “What happened?” “Two metal rods, and fifty-thousand volts. Folks said the scream could be heard from Metropolis.” “How’s she not dead?” “Rumour is Kid Flash was able to restart her heart.” “So Quinn’s a sore-spot?” “I don’t want them left alone, Siren won’t kill but Quinn would in retaliation, and I don’t want the job of explaining to Flash why his wife’s body was left in some South American jungle because of a psychotic jester who nearly killed her as a teenager.” “The bomb threat?” “As far as she's concerned, there isn't one.” “Why?” “Guess.” “What about Quinn?” “Quinn’s quick and unpredictable, Siren could be dead before I hit the button. They’ve known each other for a decade - know how to make each other tick therefore it is your job to make sure they don’t." “You want me to babysit two grown fucking women? If she’s this much of a hassle then what use is she to us?” “Siren has trained with nothing but the best, she is a skilled, heavy hitting fighter, acrobat, tech genius, can speak four languages fluently – one of which you will need – and can be an excellent diversion when the moment calls for it. Her skill set is vital to the completion of this mission.” “And yet Quinn?” “Cannon fodder. She’s got more balls than any other man on your team.”

#batman #dc comics #the flash #black canary #wally west #nightwing #teen titans #batsis #batgirl #red hood #jason todd #suicide squad #oc: elizabeth wayne #batfamily #roy harper

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wen-kexing-apologist · 9 months

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10 BL Boys I Want Carnally

I was tagged by @twig-tea, but I do what I want so I'm ignoring the Boys thing (and on at least one occasion the BL thing). Anyway, without further ado, and in no particular order.

Win!Lin- Cupid's Last Wish

LOOPHOLE FIRST!

gif by @angelbesideme

Thanks to Cupid's Last Wish, Jan is a boy here! So I am choosing Win from Cupid's Last Wish before he body swaps back. HOWEVER, if I'm honest, it was less Win and more masc!Jan that made my brain short circuit so do with that what you will.

Toon- Seneha Stories

I am breaking from the prompt immediately, but this is my post and I can do what I want, so I am choosing Toon from Seneha Stories, which @so-much-yet-to-learn brought my attention to. Seneha Stories is definitively not a BL, but Toon is hot, kind, sad, and he fucks so I'd be living my best life.

Miw, Neo, Shin, and Mae - 3 Will Be Free

THIS IS NOT ME SUGGESTING A FOURSOME, THIS IS JUST ME TRYING TO PREVENT FOUR OF THE TEN SPACES FROM BEING 3 WILL BE FREE.

I like it when my fictional women not only are capable of murder, but have, in fact, murdered. Miw and Mae are hot, competent, killers, fucking over evil billionaires so what is not to love?

I am not immune to Neo and his slutty little crop tops. He has three brain cells and they are all that is keeping him from not dying. Iconic to be honest.

I am not immune to Shin and his glasses, and his kindness. I mean, the boy got cut with a knife and not only comforted the kid that wounded him when he started freaking out but dated him.

Mollie - The Warp Effect

gif by @patpran

MY FIRST NON-BINARY REP IN THAILAND, MY BELOVED. Mollie is so fucking hot, they are talented, they have sick tattoos, they are fighting for themselves, and are changing the landscape of media, what is not to love?

You could also almost certianly put in any of Silvy's characters and I would probably want them carnally, cause...it's Silvy.

(honestly, I'd go for Nim too, but again, not for her character's personality, it's the masc!Jan effect)

Kim- KinnPorsche

gif by @namchyoon

For this scene and this scene only. Honestly, I think if nothing else this shows you that my type is people who could actually maybe kill me in a fight.

Or at the very least, people I could get in to a homoerotic fight with.

Anyway, Jeff gives me gender envy and the first time I saw this gifset, I thought he was a butch lesbian.

Speaking of homoerotic fights

Phaya and Sand - The Sign

MENACE! A MENACE I TELL YOU! I truly well and deeply have an appreciation for when someone who (I assume) typically would top absolutely just vibrates out of their skin at the first sign they might be topped.

And I'm adding Sand here as well because I think my jaw dropped like ten feet when I saw her on screen.

Sand, baby girl, let me know if Yai doesn't treat you right, cause I will.

King- Bed Friend

gif by @earthfluuke

Shout out to this man, I've seen him on at least three of these lists. But who could blame us? Look at him.

Choy Yu Na- Semantic Error

She did that bisexual sit and my heart was hers.

And for my last two picks, I certainly am asking myself the question, do I want them carnally or do I just want them?

Mork -My Ride

Helloooooooo Mr. Dimples. I mean....I feel like I don't need to explain myself here. We all get it, right? We understand, right? And besides, he gives rides for a living or something...

Minoru- Our Dining Table

HE'S JUST SO NICE, SO KIND, SO TIRED. @isaksbestpillow is so right, he is a mother. I love him.

Tagging @so-much-yet-to-learn, @solitaryandwandering, @respectthepetty and anyone else who sees this and wants to join!

#10 bl boys I want carnally #cupid's last wish #seneha stories #3 will be free #the warp effect #the sign the series #our dining table #semantic error #my ride the series #bed friend the series #kinnporsche #tag game

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vqrtualheartss · 1 year

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CCan you do one where miles find out reader is literally obsessed with art and has a room alone for her drawings and paintings one of them being him

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9:12 pm This is my first request and I love you for it. Anyways, I'm trying to keep this one short and cute because I just realized I cannot make a story short for my life so yea lol.

The like, plot about the senior partner programme is taken from a book I read on wattpad called 'His Tesoro' by sjpwell and I heavily recommend you read it. heavily.

For fem readers, no specific race disclosed

Warnings — idk, bad grammar

In all honesty, deadass, I would've been asleep by now if not risking my hands to ink poisoning or that our teacher was picking the pairs for the annual senior partner programme. You'd basically share classes, be expected to hang out and by the end of the year write a report based on what you learnt about them. There wasn't anyone I was against being paired with but there wasn't anyone I was looking to either, all of them were the same people just different fonts, nothing interesting.

"And lastly we have Miss Valentine and Mr. Morales. Until your new schedules are emailed to you, you are expected to interchange the order of classes starting with the male's in the pair. Happy bonding"

Before I could get up, someone tilted down my phone screen, shifting my attention from it to them, the Mr. Morales— Miles. My nose slowly twitched, as I tried to fight the tug on my lips.

"Hi angel" I sighed, smiling at the nickname. Apparently my last name reminded him of Cupid and because Cupid's somewhat an angel, it makes me one

"Good morning Miles" pushing out my phone gesturing for him to hold it, I gathered my stuff preparing to head to his class. "Formal as always" he shook his head looking down at me with my bag on one shoulder, the other strap swaying freely. I shrugged at his comment, bringing out my hand to retrieve my phone, instead of handing it over, he held onto my hand, intertwining them as he examined the free-styled drawings.

"Talent much? Cool if you could put some on me?" He smiled widely, dangling my phone in his other hand as some type of persuasion. The smile grew evident in my voice, "Alright". I mean, why not, for his half of classes I didn't have to do anything in them so might as well.

"These dopee. Y'know low-key we should get matching ones sometime" . I smiled, "Maybe"

Annoyed at my frequent one word responses he turned around to face me as I slipped from underneath his arm " I hope you're not gonna be like this when I come by later."

Standing infront him with my mouth slightly agape, I questioned, my arms mirroring his crossed ones. "When you do what?"

"How else are we supposed to get to know eachother? And I'm guessing you're eager to kick me out and wrap this up" Narrowing my eyes, I pinched and rubbed my nose bridge.

There weren't many reasons why he couldn't stay over but they held alot of weight, one being my art room and two I'd probably make a fool of myself.

Looking up at him to protest, he swiftly transferred his initialized chain from his neck to mine before walking off and shouting, "Text me the directions and I'll be there" .

I dragged a hand down my face, I was going to send him them but that bitch.

knock knock, the door creaked open as a faint light faltered to the floor

"Miles? If that's you come in" "Woww, now imagine if I was a serial killer" Taking off his jacket, he continued "You would've been dead by now"

I shrugged , eyes never leaving the sketchbook propped on my right knee. He turned around, a dead expression on his face as he dragged the book from my lap "Nah, you gave your word" I most definitely did not

"Okay, fine, my attention's yours and yours only. Happy?" I gave him a tight-lipped smile as he sat on my bed, flipping through the pages "very" .

I remained a neutral expression as if my heart wasn't waiting to jump outside my chest.

Recently he's been the center of attention of my art and obviously I don't need him to see that. My heart rate calmed, his eyebrows furrowing, the pages seemingly went blank "I thought you drew more than this?" "I recently started that sketchbook,"

My expression softened, smiling internally as relief took over my body. However, my mind went as blank as the pages. Where the hell are those drawings then ?.

He hummed, moving from the bed to the office chair. He slid it over beside me before holding onto the chain with a finger of his, bringing me even closer to him.

"This makes it look like you belong to me in some way".

I copied his 'hm' in response despite my stomach flipping on end. He tugged on the chain releasing it. "I swear to god I'm going to make you talk. One way or another" leaning back into the chair manspreading, I smiled while maintaining a scowl. "Ew, you look like a man"

"Oh so now you speak?" He scoffed before continuing "Where's your bathroom" "Straight down, first door on your..." I paused a bit unsure of the direction to tell him ".. right, first door on your right"

He leaned on the door frame, crossing his arms "Don't know your directions by now?" "Get out"

Glancing at the time on my phone a few times, it took me a while to register that Miles was gone for more than 20 minutes "That's weird". Heading outside, I shuffled to the bathroom that he would've went to find it empty. I stood with my hands wrapped around my torso trying to figure his whereabouts. Shit. I went to the one place I hope he wasn't, my art room.

Approaching said room I saw the door slightly ajar, his shadow lingering on the walls. Without a plan I went inside, harshly biting down on my lip to brace myself for future embarrassment.

"You really weren't going to show me this?" I nervously laughed, eyes darting around the room inspecting for any sketches, drawings or paintings with him as the centerpiece. My eyes lingered on a drawing of Miles a little longer than I should've, he sent himself in the direction of my gaze. I shut my eyes, squeezing my fists tighter with each passing second. He took up the sketchbook situated on the desk, twirling through the recent pages before turning.

"Is this me?" His eyebrows drawing nearer as he grinned. I bit harder onto my lip before attempting to diffuse the awkwardness of the situation, even if it was just on my side. "No?"

"Looks an awful lot like me" Placing the book into its original position he folded his arms, sitting infront the desk

"I do not have the mental capacity for this" I sighed, shaking my head. A bead of blood formed on my lips.

Looking up and down my frustration filled body, he replied "Got me on your mind a lot, huh?" Laughing at his own teasing, I used the base off my hands to rub my eyes viciously, an honest attempt to push in my eyeballs.

Morphing into a ball of embarrassment, a smug expression splashed on his face. Hissing my teeth, the colours of his eyes went onyx as he stared. I returned his challenging gaze before he stood up, walking over and standing dangerously close.

Towering over my height, he smirked holding my chin between two fingers. What the fuckk. In that second I felt.. wierd, warm and fuzzy on the inside.

IDK HOW TO END THIS SO I DIDN'T.

©vqrtualheartss 2023 ©dae 2023

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I started typing and it got out of control...

I don't know if you've watched Ever After High or not, but I've been re-watching the entire show on account of not having much to do and I've come to the conclusion that an LU crossover with EAH would be absolutely awesome. The general idea is that characters from fairytales grow up and have kids that re-enact their parents' stories and this happens over and over again to the point that their entire society is built around this. Since they have a magic book that kind of seals your fate if you sign it, this is where the conflict of the show comes from.

Obviously there are a few different ways a person could go about setting this up but I'm just going to pick out fairy tale parents and backstories for them because I think that's the most fun.

Warriors: I'm thinking that he'd be best as Helen of Troy. Greek mythology is canon in EAH because of Cupid, so it works. The same themes of lust and infatuation are present. Also war.

Wild: He fits Sleeping Beauty's story the most, but that's already taken so the next best thing is Rip Van Winkle. It's only 20 years compared to 100, but I think it's the closest I'm getting for now, and the point is that he wakes up as an old man.

Sky: I think he should be the guy from the jabberwocky poem that uses the vorpal sword to defeat it. The jabberwocky is supposed to be the most powerful monster in EAH last I checked, so it would be the closest equivalent to Demise other than the Evil Queen.

Legend: Given that wizards are supposed to live a long time, Merlin would be a good fit for Legend because he'd have a few centuries to finish growing up into a mature wizard. He could still be a veteran of adventures this way without sacrificing his magical abilities.

Twilight: Unfortunately there aren't really any stories about wolves that aren't villains so he's tragically stuck being a non-descript farmer. I'm so sorry. Under other circumstances he'd get to be one the guy from "East of the Sun and West of the Moon" except that guy is a bear and not a wolf.

Wind: I'm torn between picking an infamous pirate or a story from mythology. Either one would probably work, to be honest, but it would probably work better if Tetra was a pirate's daughter and he's related to a deity in charge of ocean storms.

Hyrule: Ended up picking Jack the Giant Killer for him because that story's about surviving because you're clever, and Hyrule's games are supposed to be ridiculously hard. Also there's a magic sword involved.

Four: With the Minish he could totally fit into the story about the little elves that help the tailor/cobbler. But there's a story called "The Four Skillful Brothers" and I can't say no because it literally ends with them rescuing the princess via teamwork and splitting the reward.

Time: I feel like he'd fit in best as some kind of forest spirit or changeling, but as the Hero's Shade he could also be Godfather Death. I've been thinking about it and I really can't come up with a good placement for him.

Spirit Tracks Link gets an honorary mention because he is canon in my heart. Since New Hyrule is in the middle of the industrial revolution he's probably more of an urban legend. Either the ghost of a train conductor's kid or a guy cursed to see ghosts like his Zelda.

I know nothing about ever after high but im obsessed with what you’ve just said to me oh my god

first of all anytime someone draws the connection between Wars and Helen of Troy I loose my mind a bit, one day when I have the proper brain capacity and time I’m going to write a whole ass analysis paper on the comparison between the two of them because its so important to me

ALSO JABBERWOCKY MENTION??? I’M OBSESSED. AND JACK THE GIANT KILLER FOR HYRULE?? dude I can see you spent sooo much time thinking about this and oh my god I am so obsessed this is really cool, you ate

#jes talks #jes ask #linked universe #lu warriors #lu time #lu twilight #lu sky #lu four #lu wild #lu wind #lu legend #lu hyrule

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TBOSAS on Crack!AU: ✨The Fave Banned Songs of The 24 OG Mentors✨

A friend of mine asked me to list the Mentors’ favorite banned (100% illegal in Panem) songs in my TBOSAS Crack!AU.

So here they are:

1. Coriolanus Snow (Sugar Baby Era)

Snow On The Beach by T. Swift & Lana

Radio by Lana Del Rey

Careless Whisper by George Michael

Bloom by Troye Sivan (For Sejanus)

“Sl*t!” By Taylor Swift (For Sejanus)

2. Sejanus Plinth (Sugar Daddy Era)

Beautiful People by Ed Sheeran

Jenny by Studio Killers (For Coryo)

Lover by Taylor Swift (For Coryo)

Hey Blondie by Dominic Fike (For Coryo)

Ride by SoMo (For Coryo)

3. Festus Creed (Dumpster Fire Era)

We Can’t Stop by Miley Cyrus

Last Friday Night by Katy Perry

All Star by Smash Mouth

Honeypie by JAWNY

Chicken Nugget Dreamland by Parry Grip

4. Lysistrata Vickers (Crazy Fangirl Era)

Wannabe by Spice Girls

Barbie Dreams by FIFTY FIFTY, Kaliii

Watermelon Sugar by Harry Styles

Starman by David Bowie

Groupie by Cate

5. Felix Ravinstill (Class President Era)

Under Pressure by Queen, David Bowie

Touchy Feely Fool by AJR

The Hype by Twenty One Pilots

Kingdom Come by Jon Bellion

This is What Makes Us Girls by Lana

6. Persephone Price (Unhinged Lover Era)

Candy by Unknown Brain

Crush by Tessa Violet

Sweet But Psycho by Ava Max

I Really Like You by Carly Rae Jepsen

7. Clemensia Dovecote (Friend-zoned Era)

Still Into You by Paramore

Your Type by Carly Rae Jepsen

Midnight Love by Girl in Red

Mr. Lonely by Bobby Vinton

8. Livia Cardew (Rich Queen Era)

7 Rings by Ariana Grande

Material Girl by Madonna

Barbie World by Nicki Minaj, Ice Spice

9. Androcles Anderson (Sneaky Sneak Era)

Stand Up by One Direction

Cake By The Ocean by DNCE

Drive By by Train

Smooth Criminal by Michael Jackson

10. Hilarius Heavensbee (Disowned Clown Era)

Birthday Party by AJR

Sad Happy by Circa Waves

SugarCrash! By ElyOtto

Thomas Theme by Thomas & Friends

11. Palmyra Monty (Chef on Crack Era)

Cooking by The Book by Lazy Town

Raining Tacos by Parry Grip

Fruit Salad by The Wiggles

Krusty Krab by Trap Remix

12. Apollo Ring (Sunshine Boi Era)

Oh Potato Dog by Parry Grip

Sunroof by Nicky Youre, Dazy

Sunkissed by Khai Dreams

Come On Eileen by Dexys M.R

13. Diana Ring (Pastel Peach Era)

Rainbow Magic by Rosanna Pansino

Cupid by FIFTY FIFTY (Twin Ver.)

Penguin On Me by Schmoyoho

My Little Pony Theme by My Little Pony

14. Vipsania Sickle (Gym Gal Era)

Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! By ABBA

Eye of The Tiger by Survivor

YMCA by Village People

15. Gaius Breen (Hype Man Era)

Uptown Funk by Mark Ronson, Bruno Mars

The Nights by Avicii

Stereo Hearts by Gym Class Heroes

16. Dennis Fling (Trader Joe’s Era)

Billionaire by Travis McCoy, Bruno Mars

Money, Money, Money by ABBA

MONEY by LISA

17. Pliny Harrington (Sleepy Dawg Era)

The Lazy Song by Bruno Mars

Some Nights by Fun

Saturday by Twenty One Pilots

18. Domitia Whimsiwick (Farm Gal Era)

Everything She Ain’t by Hailey Whitters

If You Go Down by Kelsea Ballerini

WWDD by Lainey Wilson

Biscuits by Kacey Musgraves

19. Urban Canville (Exploding Man Era)

World’s Smallest Violin by AJR

All Time Low by Jon Bellion

When I was Done Dying by Dan Deacon

The Pi Song by AsapSCIENCE

20. Io Jasper (Nerd in Love Era)

Boys by Charli XCX

What Lovers Do by Maroon 5, SZA

Call Me Maybe by Carly Rae Jepsen

The Science Love Song by AsapSCIENCE

21. Florus Friend (Introvert on Stage Era)

Dreamland by Glass Animals

Loretta by Ginger Root

Herp De Derp by Schmoyoho

22. Iphigenia Moss (Rebellious Diet Era)

Boom Clap by Charli XCX

Popular Song by MIKA, Ariana Grande

Prom Dress by mxmtoon

23. Juno Phipps (Royal Baby Girl Era)

Rich Girl by Gwen Stefani, Eve

Dance The Night by Dua Lipa

California Gurls by Katy Perry

24. Arachne Crane (Screeching Banshee Era)

Beautiful Trauma by P!nk

Super Bass by Nicki Minaj

Primadonna by MARINA

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readerinsertsaremyguiltypleasure · 2 years

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Billy Russo x Reader Fic Rec List

Here’s a little project I’ve been working on for... *checks notes* five months and I’ve finally finished it! So without further ado, here are about 20 of my favourite Billy x Reader fics (under the cut, of course). Enjoy!

Balance Between Forces by marvelmusing

Author’s summary: You can’t explain the pull you feel towards the Sith Lord, Darth Russoti. No matter where he is, you can always find him.

Rec notes: Who doesn’t love a sexually charged sword fight? Or in this case, lightsaber fight, as this is a Star Wars AU. One thing I particularly like about this fic is the “Red/Blue looks good on you” parallel, which is what made it stand out for me. Well, that and the idea of Billy as a Sith. The little picture at the top of the fic shows why that is so appealing.

The Blood We Spill by celestialspecial

Summary: The reader wants revenge against those who killed her sister… so she makes a deal.

Rec notes: A short fic, but a good one. I love the concept of demon!billy, and making him a crossroads demon just makes so much sense. Be warned, though. This fic will leave you wanting more. I’ve got my fingers crossed for a sequel in which it is time for the reader to pay up.

Bottle of Scotch by banditthewriter

Summary: The reader works for Billy and develops a habit of anonymously gifting him things. But solely because they are such good friends. Not because of any hidden feelings or anything…

Rec notes: I LOVE the friends-to-lovers trope. The pining, the sexual tension, the denial and misunderstandings… just hook it to my veins! This fic does not disappoint, which is to be expected from this writer. Fair warning, you are going to be seeing their name a lot in this list.

Cupid by banditthewriter

Author’s summary: You’re a cupid that has run into the same man a few times while you’re making matches. The only problem? That man is a reaper. A reaper that goes by the name Billy Russo. Well. Maybe it’s not too much of a problem.

Rec notes: A cupid and reaper falling in love is such an interesting concept, and I love how the writer has managed to build the world without taking anything away from the characters and their relationship. A hard thing to do in what is a relatively short fic.

Guilty of Love by marvelmusing

Summary: The reader is a detective assigned to a case of recent killings across the city. But their work has not gone unnoticed, and they find themselves a lot closer to their fugitive than expected.

Rec notes: I love how seamlessly Billy and the reader fall into a relationship in this one. Even before anything is defined and the characters themselves haven’t realised, it is obvious that they are committed to each other. This fic is also a great one if you are looking for a long story, but don’t want to read it all in one go. It’s broken up into seasons and then into small chapters that are practically one-shots. Perfect for reading on the go or just in between doing other things.

Hunger by lieutenantwilliamrusso

Summary: Billy is a vampire and the reader lets him drink from her.

Rec notes: Vampire!Billy is always great, but what sets this one apart is the ending. The first half of the fic is your typical sexy Billy with a vampire twist… but then the darkness slowly creeps in. It’s wonderfully done and has a killer last line.

Impossible Year by banditthewriter

Author’s summary: It started as a care package to a nameless soldier. What comes next is a year of letters, emails, and Skype calls that document the reader falling for a soldier on the other side of the world.

Rec notes: This is one of my favourite Billy x Reader fics. I don’t think I can properly describe how good it is. It’s the type of fic you just can’t put down, even when you’re dead tired. And I love how it’s broken up into months. It flows nicely and the audience really gets a sense of how the reader and Billy’s relationship grows as they slowly get to know each other.

In Time by banditthewriter

Author’s summary: It’s time for the annual Purge. The reader usually hides in a bunker with Billy, Frank, Karen, and the Lieberman family. This year, things are going to get bloody.

Rec notes: This is my favourite of Bandit’s Halloween fics. And considering the high quality of the others, that is saying something. As you may have guessed from the summary, this fic is based on the idea behind the Purge movies, so be prepared for violence and a whole lot of whump. What I like about this fic is that even though the reader and Billy spend very little time together, there is always something linking them, be it phone calls, Rawlins using the reader to get to Billy, or just internal angst and pining. It’s brilliantly done.

Look After You by banditthewriter

Summary: The reader and friends – including one Billy Russo – spend various nights at a karaoke bar. You know where this is going.

Rec notes: I just had to have a singing one in here. With Ben Barnes’ voice, how could I not? Sometimes karaoke love confessions can be really cheesy… okay, they are always cheesy, but that doesn’t mean they can’t be great as well. This fic is the perfect mix of fun and emotion and the ending never fails to make me smile.

Misdial; Redial by banditthewriter

Prompt/Author’s summary: Wrong Number AU: Reader is going through hard times and her friend gives her number to a guy who usually helps veterans but won’t say no to a civilian. But instead of talking with a polite man named Curtis she ends up texting with a guy named Billy who’s incredibly witty, funny and maybe gets attached to her but doesn’t want to show his face

Rec notes: This is another one of my favourites. It’s long for one chapter (17k words) but it’s such a great read, you won’t want to stop. There’s a lot of past trauma to deal with in this fic, both the reader’s and Billy’s, and the writer handles it all brilliantly and sprinkles plenty of lighter moments throughout the story, highlighting the reader regaining control of her life and getting to a better place.

New Year Celebrations by marvelmusing

Summary: Billy had never cared too much about celebrating the New Year. Until he met you, that is.

Rec notes: This little ficlet is so fluffy I wanna die! It’s sure to leave a smile on your face.

Play It By Ear by banditthewriter

Summary: The reader is a music tutor and one of her favourite pupils just happens to have a very attractive dad.

Rec notes: Kid!fic is not usually my thing, but I think the reason I like this one is because it isn’t the reader’s kid. Billy is a single dad and the kid is a teen by the time they meet the reader, so, as someone who is not very maternal, it makes it easier to relate to the reader. Another benefit is that we have skipped all the “I don’t know how to be a dad” angst and gotten straight to how Billy was with Lisa and Frank Jr. Okay, there’s still a little bit of “I don’t know how to be a dad” angst, but I think that’s just a normal part of parenting.

Set it Up, Knock it Down by banditthewriter

Prompt/Author’s summary: The reader is friends with Frank and he asks her if she has any friends they could set Billy up with. She isn’t close to Billy but she finds him attractive, and at first it doesn’t bother her to set him up but during the process they grow feelings for each other.

Rec notes: “You wanted me to set you up with someone but now I’ve caught feelings and can’t do it anymore”. It’s a classic. And I love the little bits from Frank’s point of view.

Show Me by banditthewriter

Summary: The reader is a virgin and is ready to take that next step with Billy.

Rec notes: It may be an unrealistic fantasy, but I love fics where the reader is an older virgin (or at least can be read that way) and their S.O. not only doesn’t judge them, but makes it their mission to ensure their first time is good. And I particularly like this fic because it doesn’t treat the reader like someone who needs to be taught, and despite the focus being on the reader, there is definitely mutual pleasure shared by the two characters.

Take Charge by banditthewriter

Prompt/Author’s summary: Billy gets into a heated fight in front of the reader. The reader is really diplomatic and she is the only one that can calm him down.

Rec notes: Billy is the perfect character for these kinds of fics. It is so in character for him to go past protective and into vengeful, which makes it all the more satisfying to see the reader calm him down. Add in Billy getting turned on by the reader taking charge of the situation, and you have yourself a great little fic.

Teeth by sincerelyreinhardt

Author’s summary: You’re his and there’s nothing you can do about it.

Rec notes: A very short fic (162 words) but it captures Billy’s character well.

Trials & Tribulations by marvelmusing

Summary: The reader is Anvil’s marketing director. It doesn’t take long to fall head over heels for the CEO.

Rec notes: This series is different because it’s not just fic. There are also moodboards, text message screenshots, and other visuals that make up the whole story. The series is set up into three parts, one for each phase of the relationship (colleagues, friends, dating), so it’s easy to follow even with all the different formats.

Two For One by banditthewriter

Summary: The reader is “asked” out on a date by a douchebag who can’t take no for an answer, so Frank and Billy show up to set the guy straight.

Rec notes: No actual violence in this one, so it’s pretty tame as far as protective!Billy fics go, but honestly, that’s kind of the appeal. It’s a nice fantasy solution to a problem that far too many women can relate to, even if not quite to this level of creepiness. Other fic highlights include protective-big-brother-Frank, Karen being Karen, and Billy demonstrating a much smoother (and less creepy) way to ask the reader out.

Who’s Going Home With You Tonight? by banditthewriter

Summary: Billy loves reader. Reader loves Billy. But of course neither of them realise it. Billy’s solution is to drown out his feelings by sleeping with as many women as possible, not knowing how much it is hurting the reader.

Rec notes: This fic is perfect for when I’m in an angsty mood. It dives straight into it and slowly builds throughout the short fic until you get to the satisfying resolution and happy ending. It also has drunk!Billy, which is always fun to read.

#billy russo x reader #billy russo #billy russo x you #fic recs #this may as well be a banditthewriter fic rec list #but other writers feature too #I'm also working on a list for Logan Caspian and the Darkling

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My first impression for GMMTV 2024 projects:

Ossan's Love Thailand: Let's just say, first one is instant skip for me, though I am still excited to watch Earth and Mix in something I'll enjoy. I probably should go and watch Cupid's Last Wish instead xD Japanese comedy that is transferred in a Thailand comedy make me fear for my life, to be honest (my tolerance for physical comedy is unfortunately very low). But good luck to EarthMix though, they'll get to play some funky roles, hope they'll have fun!

Leap Day: Woah! It looks very intense and very interesting already. Pond and Dew (who I dearly love since High School series) in a very dark and mystical thriller(?). It's not BL but I love unique plots with darker vibes. Also Gun playing autistic guy (who also gives off creepy vibes because the entire trailer is creepy)? Sign me up twice! I'm going to be checking it out for sure.

The Heart Killers: First and Khaotung wanted to play a cute sweet romcom after all the depressing and dark and difficult characters and tears, right? Well, they also wanted to play mafia or gang roles so I guess that gave Jojo the right to make a ASSASSINS ROM-COM, why not!xD This man is the only one I go for when I want something very refreshing, unusual, gritty, that has flawed and underground characters, weapons and high stakes. It'll probably fumble the ending but I'm definitely going to be here for my Assassin x Tattoo Artist Firstkhao. Also it'll be my introduction to JoongDunk. Second to the top of series I'm excited about!

Friendshit Forever: I actually had to double take because GMM surely loves puns in their titles, right? xD I thought this would be GL but it seems like a very intense friendship-betrayal story, seems like girl actors are able to pull it off and New is going to get caught up between them, sounds interesting but again, not my type of story. Still, points for the shit in the title lol

Perfect10Liners: I literally have 3 couples that I am familiar with because I saw them in other shows, and they all play Thai engineers, and I still have no desire to watch this show? Somehow?! I don't know why but I feel like the writing is not solid at all. Or the premise. I'm not sure what's this show is even about, beside a silly university romcom. I am already craving something more interesting, I'm sorry guys.

Us: I ONLY HAD EMI AND BONNIE FOR ONE MINUTE AND I DON'T WANT TO LET THEM GO! I mean, new discoveries?! This trailer is filmed beautifully, first of all. The acting is already great (also hello, Sing, my beloved!) and the girls have chemistry (I might have a little crush on Emi already). Anyway. I am still waiting for GL that'll be my cup of tea, I hope this will be one.

Hide & Sis: I really enjoy the vibes, the three sisters look badass (and I adore Piploy and Lookjun and Jan), it's very unusual to see Chimon in this role, Gawin continues his police officer streak, but THAT NAME! Who decided on a name for this series and why?xD Probably not going to watch but I give it a stamp of approval.

ThamePo (Heart that skips a beat): Oh! I enjoy idol stories, though I haven't seen many, but I'm always intrigued how shows like this could display the backstage and the complications that come with different positions and spotlight. And thank god GMMTV used their actual boygroup to play idols! And didn't just try to teach actors to dance. I don't know main two actors but they seem to have good chemistry as well?! I'm intrigued.

Break Up Service: I'm all for Off in a very sketchy role (Midnight Motel type of sketchy, only with even higher stakes?xD) but the overall genre is probably not my thing.

Revamp The Undead: I'm sorry but all I know about BounPrem is that these are guys from another agency who desperately wanted to have vampire BL for years or something xD Glad to see the wish being fulfilled! I love how the teaser was filmed, and the plot has a big potential. Don't know the cast but might tune it to check out! Also my guy Kay is here being bad!! (I am collecting my HS gang over all lakorns)

Sweet Tooth Good Dentist: Sorry but I'm going to be mourning Mark Pakin's talent being wasted on series like that x) I don't know the other guy Ohm, sorry, but such romantic comedy where Mark's character is a weirdo and simply falls in love with the client (how was he not fired on the spot) doesn't really intrigue me... But at least it's a step up from his (amazing) side roles.

The Dark Dice: Ooh! I love psychological thrillers and this honestly reminded me of Cube, I just didn't expect Gemini to be the main lead. As someone who watched Gifted, High School and similar shows, this is right up my alley. Very curious to check out and I hope they'll do something deep with it beside a simple mystery.

The Ex Morning: I might be biased but I just knew they would be the last one, what everyone's been waiting for. It's hilarious to think that the plot is based on Krist and Singto's actual lives but I trust P'Aof to write compelling characters and relationships. Also I probably will sigh with relief already because he's one of the very few writers that actually write a complete story with a nice and believable (and not hurried) ending. And I really want KS to come back with a bang, just like TayNew did with Cherry Magic. GMM going exes back to lovers will be very interesting to watch, and Krist Singto grew as actors so much. I'm very excited!

Overall, I'm happy to see GMMTV choosing to try a lot more mystical or dark stories than before, way less school students and also most of these BL stories are about adults! Woah! Finally! The audience is mostly grown up as well, thankfully they realized it. And their announced project about accepting stories and plot from the fans, as well as Interactive Game project by GMM, I wonder how that'll look like.

It's funny how last year I was thinking about making my webcomics and visual novel games with GMM actors and I didn't push through because I had health problems and not enough time, and it's like in 2024 GMM tells me THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT WE WANT. Maybe I should actually make some dating otome novel game or some interesting AU webcomic based on GMM BL pairings, and then show it to all fans and then GMM would notice it xD Who knows? Go kick me so I'd work on one of those projects in my mind.

Anyway, in Part 1 I barely liked any trailers or stories, and I like almost everything in Part 2. I am very very excited.

#gmmtv 2024 #gmmtv #gmmtv series #gmmtv actors #bl series #bl actors #thai bl #thai series #thai drama #gmmtv bl #review #gmmtv part 2

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puppy-loverboy · 6 months

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what are your feelings on lyle bolton lil bro??

HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I'VE COME TO HATE LYLE BOLTON SINCE THE MOMENT I BECAME ACQUAINTED WITH HIM. THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION STRANDS OF FUR IN WAFER THIN FOLLICLES THAT STRETCH OVER MY BODY. IF THE WORD HATE WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF STRANDS IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR THAT MAN AT THIS MICRO-INSTANT. HATE. HATE.

#ooc: hm. i dont think he likes him #HDBEHBR #would definitely remind him of the bad teachers he had when he was young #also just because he sucks. but that would also make it even worse #killer cupif bit of trauma dropped? hehe‚ maybe :3c #killer cupid #hmmm.. maybe i should also make it lore that he also got sent to a dang psych ward when he was young and that also. fucked him up #ohoho 🍽🍽🍽#one ask sending me on a whole string of thoughts and contemplating killer cupuf lore #killer cupid typing

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sentence starters from my wip fics, pt. II

please do not add to this list nor repost the list as your own. tw: mentions of murder, violence, manipulation

What do you even want with [ name ]?

It's been a year.

I'm afraid I couldn't tell you.

Don't take anything anyone asks you to do at face value.

You need to be careful, [ name ].

This is strictly professional.

I was told I would have a visitor today.

May I see your credentials?

But you're not here to discuss times long past, are you?

Memory is all I have.

Is this about the recent string of serial killings?

I was sent to learn from you.

We both have plenty of time.

To receive, you must also give.

I'll tell you about me, if you'll tell me about you.

Do you believe in fate?

You have a brilliant mind.

I studied psychology extensively.

Do you enjoy tormenting people?

I would not torment you.

Whoa, you sound stressed.

You know working into the night won't do you any good.

Shouldn't you be focused on your classes?

You'll be graduating soon.

[ They're / she's / he's ] a master manipulator.

You're realizing something, aren't you?

Multiple people are going missing.

So, [ she's / he's / they're ] escalating. Why?

I don't decide who lives or dies.

I'm not taking interviews.

Maybe we shouldn't talk about this right now.

You're staring.

I needed to stock up while I stay nearby for a few days.

Do you have dogs?

I can't help if I don't have the full picture.

I could give you the recipe for the sauce for the ribs. It really boosts the flavor.

Can't this wait until after dinner?

What's so funny?

I'm not here to discuss my mental state.

I'm afraid I've been too busy to catch up on news.

You're not what I expected.

Did you call only to accuse me of being manipulative?

You think I'm being paranoid.

It was a calculated risk, believe me.

I'm surprised you read the tabloids.

Being kind isn't always manipulation.

You're looking kinda queasy.

You didn't do anything wrong.

We both could be in danger.

Do you fear death?

That's what you want, isn't it? To be in control?

What do you gain by being here?

[ He's / they're / she's ] toying with you.

You're quite feisty.

Was it difficult to slip back into a fantasy? To return to playing a part?

To you, everyone is either a lamb doomed for slaughter or a play thing.

I'm going to get you out of here, okay?

You're tough as nails. You're going to be fine.

I told you not to do this alone.

Don't you think the hospital makes enough money without you buying their mediocre bouquets?

You saved my life.

I think we can be useful to each other.

You'll get a shiny new placard on your door to say that you faced down two serial killers and survived.

We're both haunted. I saw it the first time we met.

I'm not much the artistic type.

Every kill will cling to your mind. You just grow. . . accustomed.

Are you always this vague?

What's in it for you?

'Slaughter' is a strong word.

You're using yourself as bait.

It really claws its way into your brain.

You talk like I'm a burden.

My personal life isn't a story to be told.

I can have you out of here in minutes.

I can let you sink or swim.

You're not capable of that.

I can portray you as mysterious and intimidating or as charming and disarming.

That almost sounded like a compliment.

I haven't been getting much sleep.

Something's wrong here. This doesn't make sense.

You look like hell. What happened back there?

Some might say this is a conflict of interest.

I've been waiting so long.

How would you feel if I said your [ spouse / partner ] would be better off without you?

This is a trap.

What's the fun in that?

I've lived somewhere like this once.

How did you know that?

Your sense of justice has been warped.

It changed you, but you can still come back.

You're to be my masterpiece.

They don't understand me like you do.

I will be the perfect Psyche to your Cupid.

I can make it quick and painless.

Are you any good with stitches?

In this day and age, it's impossible to escape that kind of scrutiny.

I want to be witness to what comes from this.

How would your [ spouse ] feel about you feigning a marriage with someone else?

I can't tell in what way you're being rude, but I know it's rude.

I thought you of all people would be capable of improvising, [ name ].

You don't want to see me improvise, [ name ].

It seems you've been abandoned.

I would suggest keeping yours wits about you.

I let emotion get the better of me.

I can't just let you leave here.

I'm not easy to persuade. Apparently I'm stubborn.

I've never seen you bite your tongue before.

I always wanted to visit Berlin.

It's a lovely morning, isn't it?

Survival isn't what it's all cracked up to be.

#roleplay meme #rp meme #rp prompts #sentence starters

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books read in 2023

january

sweep in peace by ilona andrews

one fell sweep by ilona andrews

a court of mist and fury by sarah j. maas

sweep of the blade by ilona andrews

sweep with me by ilona andrews

my best friend’s exorcism by grady hendrix

kiss her once for me by alison cochrun

the seven husbands of evelyn hugo by taylor jenkins reid

i’m glad my mom died by jennette mccurdy

love and other words by christina lauren

sweep of the heart by ilona andrews

the only living girl on earth by charles yu

witches get stuff done by molly harper

you had me at hola by alexis daria

her vigilante by lillian lark

inconvenient daughter by lauren j. sharkey

anon pls. by deuxmoi

you are eating an orange. you are naked. by sheung-king

legends & lattes by travis baldree

bad vibes only (and other things i bring to the table) by nora mcinerny

signs of cupidity by raven kennedy

bonds of cupidity by raven kennedy

crimes of cupidity by raven kennedy

february

exciting times by naoise dolan

sweethand by n.g. peltier

you made a fool of death with your beauty by akwaeke emezi

something wilder by christina lauren

highly suspicious and unfairly cute by talia hibbert

you deserve each other by sarah hogle

this is how you lose the time war by amal el-mohtar and max goldstone

would you rather by allison ashley

march

meet me in the margins by melissa ferguson

king of battle and blood by scarlett st. clair

the exotic by hampton sides

river of shadows by karina halle

alone with you in the ether by olivie blake

lovelight farms by b.k. borison

the soulmate equation by christina lauren

before i let go by kennedy ryan

haunting adeline by h.d. carlson

the lies i tell by julie clark

one jump at a time by nathan chen

our wives under the sea by julia armfield

all systems red (the murderbot diaries #1) by martha wells

before the coffee gets cold by toshikazu kawaguchi

april

funny you should ask by elissa sussman

make a scene by mimi grace

sweeter than chocolate by lizzie shane

the kiss quotient by helen hoang

my favorite half-night stand by christina lauren

romantic comedy by curtis sittenfeld

icebreaker by a.l. graziadei

the wedding proposal by john swansiger

circling back to you by julie tieu

by the book by amanda sellet

a lady’s guide to mischief and mayhem by manda collins

love in the time of serial killers by alicia thompson

if the shoe fits by julie murphy

whispers of you by catherine cowles

the kiss curse by erin sterling

by the book by jasmine guillory

honey & spice by bolu babalola

one night on the island by josie silver

the bodyguard by katherine center

the reunion by kayla olson

the neighbor favor by kristina forest

crooked kingdom by leigh bardugo

do i know you? by emily wibberley & austin siegemund-broka

just my type by falon ballard

delilah green doesn’t care by ashley herring blake

happy place by emily henry

dating dr. dil by nisha sharma

icebreaker by hannah grace

count your lucky stars by alexandria bellefleur

stone cold fox by rachel koller croft

fake it till you bake it by jamie wesley

may

the dead romantics

motherthing by ainslie hogarth

the woman in the library by sulari gentill

artificial condition (the murderbot diaries #2) by martha wells

the last word by taylor adams

you shouldn’t have come here by jeneva rose

june

fourth wing (the empyrean #1) by rebecca yarros

the very secret society of irregular witches by sangu mandanna

love, theoretically by ali hazelwood

july

the traitor queen (the bridge kingdom #2) by danielle l. jensen

the beast by katee robert

baldur's gate: descent into avernus by by james introcaso et. al

forget me not by julie soto

the wishing game by meg shaffer

august

the true love experiment by christina lauren

pachinko by min jin lee

almond by sohn won-pyung, translated by joosun lee

hook, line, and sinker by tessa bailey

september

hey, u up? (for a serious relationship): how to turn your booty call into your emergency contact by emily axford & brian murphy

everyone knows your mother is a witch by rivka galchen

fangs by sarah andersen

a room with a view by e.m. forster

juniper bean resorts to murder by gracie ruth mitchell

one's company by ashley hutson

the mysterious affair at styles by agatha christie

solita: a gothic romance by vivien rainn

you, again by kate goldbeck

the undertaking of hart and mercy by megan bannen

my roommate is a vampire by jenna levine

the picture of dorian gray by oscar wilde

the vampires of el norte by isabel cañas

her body and other parties by carmen maria machado

evil eye by etaf rum

the seven year slip by ashley poston

october

keeper of enchanted rooms by charlie n. holmberg

the serpent and the wings of night by carissa broadbent

shy by max porter

down comes the night by allison saft

the unfortunate side effects of heartbreak and magic by breanne randall

the hurricane wars by thea guanzon

november

a witch's guide to fake dating a demon by sarah hawley

the wake-up call by beth o'leary

when in rome by sarah adams

the view was exhausting by mikaella clements and onjuli datta

hello stranger by katherine center

practice makes perfect by sarah adams

do your worst by rosie danan

december

bookshops & bonedust by travis baldree

the fake mate by lana ferguson

final count: 127/100

#kate’s reading log #read in 2023*#a little late but i wanted to get this up here !!#i’ll update as i go so if you don’t want to see this just blacklist kate’s reading log :)#we hit character limit so i had to reformat lol

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Verse Five: I Never Knew My Killer Would Be Coming From Within

Previous Chapter: And Then It Gets Much Worse

Summary: In where [Y/n] experiences a warmth that is taken away all too soon and left facing something terrifying.

Pairing: Severus Snape x FemReader

Warning(s): NonCon/Rape, DubCon, Rough Smut, Oral (Fem Receiving), Blacking Out, Angst, Mental Manipulation, and just some more wildness for [Y/n], Let me know if I need to add anything specific!

Word Count: 6.3K

A/N: SURPRISE! Here's another chapter!!! Take it as a gift for the last chapter being so short and me taking so long to update :). We are almost coming to the end of this little series and I hope that it has been a ride for everyone. Now enjoy I'll see you at the end!

MINORS DNI

“[Y/n]? What are you doing my lovely girl?”

The rumbling from the man beside her caused [Y/n] to pause her routine of waking him up as she admired how much deeper his voice was when it was still thick with sleep. Feeling an arm wrap around her, she found herself being pulled flushed to him once again and enjoying the warmth of the covers and the comfort of being held so lovingly.

A smile bloomed on her features as she pressed closer. Fingers found themselves splaying against his bare chest as she leaned down, kissing the side of his neck before going to peek up at him with bleary eyes. Tired as they may be, they still gleamed with adoration while she drank in his partially hidden features as his opposite arm was strewn across his face obscuring it from view.

“What does it look like I’m doing?” She teased as her warm giggles flitted around the room as she continued her adventure of littering a multitude of little kisses on his cheek before going to peck his lips. “Waking you up of course!”

His lips quirked up at her statement, accentuating his cupid's bow, and she couldn’t help the smile that tugged at her lips as she pressed them against his once more. The hand that was wrapped around her waist began to stroke delicate circles into her skin as he let her work her morning magic.

She was fond of this, waking him up this way and it had become something of a routine in the past two weeks. Just having him hold her closely while she explored his soft features with her lips was comforting and it was a delicate type of intimacy that she had been craving.

“How sweet of you.” He purred when she pulled away, causing her to preen at his gratitude while moving down a bit to pepper kisses at his jawline.

“Not as sweet as you are to me,” she mumbled back, relishing in the feel of his skin against hers and how soft he felt on her lips while he allowed her to do as she pleased.

“Is that so?”

“Mhm, you’ve been taking such good care of me and being so lovely to me.” Her voice was muffled as she buried her face into his neck, giving it a little nibble and then pressing her lips against the same spot.

“So consider it a thank you.”

The pads of his fingers pressed into her bare skin briefly before he raked them lightly across her sides causing a muffled laugh to leave her form at the ticklish sensation.

“You never have to thank me.” His words were low, almost gravelly and it had her shivering along with how sensual his next words were. “You deserve to be taken care of and I enjoy indulging you when it comes to such. things”

“Really, you enjoy it?”

“Absolutely. Would you like me to show you how much I enjoy it? How much you deserve to be taken care of?”

His words had her sighing out breathily as he continued to glide his fingers against her waist that had become sensitive to touch. Each caress of his digits on her skin had a delicate warmth blooming wherever he grazed against her. And each time she felt the tickle of his fingers, she would groan against his neck and suck dark marks onto his soft skin before going to soothe the area with a little kiss. The moan he let out had her shuddering with desire and excitement for the euphoric bliss that the next act in their routine would always bring.

Biting her lower lip and rolling on her back when she felt his arm slip from around her, she let out an airy mewl of,

“Yes, please.” As her eyes fluttered shut, heaviness creeping up behind her eyelids and weighing them down, whispering to them to close.

Time and time again this would happen and she would find it so puzzling how tired she would suddenly get at this point when not moments ago she was envigored by his sweet words. The thoughts were always fleeting though, because the moment they would pop up would be the exact moment she would feel his palm begin to languidly creep up from her belly. She was always so caught up in it all she barely noticed how he would slip away from her and position himself just between her legs.

His fingers would drag up her skin lightly, nails leaving her skin quivering and her stomach clenching as he raked them up her abdomen. Sometimes, he would stop to splay his fingers over her belly, even leave kisses that had her giggling because it tickled her even in the heated moment.

But then upwards his fingers would trail again before finding themselves resting in between her soft mounds. He would stroke the area with such care, running his fingers underneath the delicate flesh of her breasts that would rise and fall as her breath became uneven. Those clever fingers of his would dig into her sensitive skin and massage the area dulling the ache that would blossom from his actions. It had become a balance of pressure so that she could feel him leaving an imprint but light enough to cause a pleasurable sensation to crawl up her spine. And it always had whimpers escaping her parted lips, freeing themselves from their prison as he placed his lips right above the soft pouch below her stomach.

Repeatedly he sealed his lips against her warm skin. Sucking at it, mimicking what she had done to him earlier and making sure to marvel at the little noises that he drew from her. With each kiss, each nibble, he moved closer to the spot that was truly aching for the touch of his nimble fingers or a kiss from him.

And when she felt the digits of his free hand press lightly in her hips, holding her in place, while the other began to trace circles around her hardening nipples, she couldn’t stop from biting her lip knowing she was about to get what she wanted. It had her vibrating in anticipation of the euphoric bliss he was about to bestow upon her already quivering body. Had her reaching up and wrapping her hands around the forearm that lay against her upper body for support while her legs spread for him, welcoming any and all of his touches.

She could feel his nose graze lightly against her skin, nuzzling gently at her hood beckoning the little aching bead that was hidden to reveal itself. A little shiver spread throughout her, making her stomach tighten as he let out a puff of warm air that had her hips arching before,

“Oh!”

Head lolling to the side and eyes barely open, she could vaguely see the mass of dark hair between her legs. She felt the hot dampness of his tongue that began to seek out her clit in earnest as he parted her with broad scalding laps. Each swipe of his tongue against her was accompanied by his fingers pinching at her swollen nipple, rolling it between his digits while her own fingers would stroke his arm.

From her dripping opening, he started, tongue flat against her before he languidly dragged his tongue up her slit, collecting her juices as he went until he was swirling it against that throbbing bundle of nerves. Each pass had him spreading her wetness from her cunt up to her clit, making her so much more sensitive. Her hips bucked down onto his mouth with each lick wanting more of him. And he was more than happy to oblige, wanting to drink as much of her as possible. The hand that had been resting on her hip traveled down between her legs before spreading one of her damp lips apart just enough that he could engulf her fully with his mouth.

“Oh yes!” She squealed breathlessly as the intense suction along with his tongue flicking over her clit had her legs trembling and her insides fluttering.

A hand that had been wrapped around his arm unwove itself from him and traveled down to grip his soft tresses causing him to groan. The vibrations sent another shock through her body as he nuzzled his face even closer to her aching pearl. Little puffs of air along with quiet moans of ‘yes’ filled the air as fingers found their way to her soaked entrance and began to glide into her with ease. One finger became two as he stroked the velvety walls that surrounded his digits, opening her up with each thrust.

Each intrusion of him inside of her and lap of his tongue had the heat radiating from her core up into her stomach until she felt like she was suffocating in the best possible way. She no longer had control of herself it felt like as she sucked in breath after breath that morphed into moans with each thrust. A heavy but warm veil seemed to drape over her as his fingers rubbed and pressed her sensitive channel, searching for that little spot that would have her seeing stars.

Shallow thrusts became deep ones as he explored her, drinking in her moans, whimpers, and the essences that leaked out of her. And then he pressed just a little deeper, curling his fingers upward just right. Hitting that patch that had her back arching off the bed and toes curling as electricity shot up her spine. A high pitched moan turned into a raspy,

“Right there!” As his fingers pressed harder into the spot making her yelp out.

“Right here?” He purred, pulling his mouth away from her soaked clit while his fingers curled and twisted inside her, massaging the spot that had her hips bucking to meet each thrust of his fingers as her wetness began to drip down his wrist.

Legs trembling at each stroke of his fingers inside of her, [Y/n] felt the impending wave that was about to crash over her. Glazed eyes were wide as she stared up into the ceiling, lips parted and body on fire as the sound of her cunt being ravaged by skillful fingers filled every one of her senses.

Soft gasps and moans left her lips with an increasing volume and speed with each thrust until they merged and became one elongated loud cry. Her cunt bared down on him at that moment squeezing hard, not wanting to let go of his digits that stroked and pressed into her as she felt a rush of warmth pool in her lower abdomen. And then her lips were suddenly upturned in a blissful smile as a strangled moan was coaxed out of her from fingers that continued to prod at the spongy area that had her insides rippling around him and soaking his digits.

The veil that had been draped heavily over her immediately lifted at her release and she found herself sinking into the mattress and pillows. Tiny noises of contentment left her as he continued to let his fingers explore the sensitive hole that twitched with each shallow movement inside of her. She could feel his tongue pressing against her opening again, leaving gentle licks as he collected the abundance of juices that had spilled out of her. It felt so good, and soothing as he cleaned her up just like he always did.

Leaving little feathery kisses that would fade away right before it all ended. Right before her eyes, which she didn’t realize she had closed would reopen and she would find herself no longer in the sensual fantasy that had been engulfing her for the past two weeks.

So when she opened her eyes and found herself still staring at the ceiling from her dreams and felt the feathery touches of the man below her still lingering on her skin. She couldn’t help but let out a soft whine that was mixed with bewilderment and slight discomfort as she felt him press a kiss to her opening, swiping his tongue once more against that sensitive area.

Trying to pull herself away from him, a little yelp escaped when she felt fingers dig roughly into her thighs before she was being dragged back towards him. It woke her up completely, and any hint of fatigue that had lingered earlier was replaced with bewilderment as she went to pull herself up. But her efforts were met with his fingers digging into her soft skin dragging another noise of pain out of her.

“Mmm, s-stop it’s too much.” She mewled, trying to wiggle away from him only to find that her actions were futile with the grip he had on her. A tiny cry escaped her as she felt her heart drop a bit, not at all enjoying the sudden change of things. This was her dream, the only bit of control that she had left so what was going on?

“Really? Stop? But, you taste so good for your sir [Y/n].”

Her blood which had been boiling with pleasure froze over immediately at the dark voice that came from between her legs. Eyes that were wide from his nails pinching her skin and the stinging it brought, became larger at the very familiar voice that was coming from below her. There was hesitation on her part at that moment. Something that kept her from immediately looking at the person she knew was there in between her legs.

Mortification? Probably. Shame? It could be. Though it was most likely a mixture of both. So for what felt like ages, even though it had only been a split second, she looked up at the ceiling. Doing her best to muster the courage to look down and into the eyes and face of the man that had been haunting her outside of her dreams. And when she did finally did look down, she saw him.

Snape.

A cruel almost sadistic smirk was painted on his lips that were wet and glistening from the orgasm that he expertly coaxed out of her. His eyes, as dark as they were, seemed to glimmer in satisfaction at the distress that was written all over her features. And his neck, she could see the purple bruises that she had left on him blooming for all to see. And then panic set in.

“What-stop how-!” She could barely get a word out, all of them running into each other as she spluttered. Horror began to set in and her mind began to scrabble all the words in it together to form only one thought. And it was to get away as fast as possible.

But he wasn’t going to have that.

“Stop that fussing of yours,” he growled out, his smirk turning into a sneer as he pulled away from her momentarily, only to grab her legs and drag her squirming body towards the edge of the bed. Once there he stood up from his slightly bent position and flipped her onto her front, causing a yelp of surprise to escape from her.

“Stop it get off me!” She wailed sharply as she tried to scramble back to the top of the bed to escape from him. "Don't do this please don't!"

It was futile though as he had an iron grip on her ankle and was quick to yank her back towards him causing her to collapse back onto the bed.

“Really?” Sarcasm laced his words as he stood behind her writhing form while she tried to pull herself back up. He watched in amusement as she finally got to her hands and knees before he moved to grip her waist holding her still as he leaned in. “You’re saying that this wet little cunt of yours that has come on my fingers, and on my tongue over and over again doesn’t want this?”

The gasp that tore through her was replaced with a feeble mewl when he leaned over her body and pressed the very warm and very thick head of his cock just past her folds. Her entire body froze as he breached her drenched opening, causing it to pulse as if it had its own heartbeat. The slick sound of him, spreading her open caused a lump to form in her throat and her mouth to go dry as his hips rocked slightly. Each back and forth had him coating the tip of himself with more and more of her arousal while doing its job of preparing her body to take every inch of him.

“You should stop this then if you don’t want it.” He murmured lowly, leaning down and pressing kisses along her spine which caused her to shiver and grip the disheveled blankets beneath her. Eyes closed tight as tears pricked, she stayed there unmoving as his sonorous voice engulfed her senses, too petrified about the situation and too confused at how everything had suddenly changed. “You have all the power here, you know that.”

She did want this to stop. If she could just wake up and pull herself out of this dream turned nightmare she could stop all of this. But each time she opened her eyes, she was still there. Still in his grip. Still in a nightmare that felt too real.

“My, my still here? It seems to me that you do want this.”

“Wait I don’t-!”

Whipping her head back as a shout of protest left her, she caught his dark eyes staring down at her with a hunger that caused her to freeze mid sentence. It was predatory, the wicked smirk that began to grow on his expression as she felt his hands grip her waist harshly and his hips pull away from her. But it was only for a brief moment, not even long enough for her to plead for him to not do what he was about to do, that she felt him snap back against her with such force that it had her mouth flying open with a sharp scream.

“AH!” “Fuck!”

Their shouts filled the air in unison as he held her hips flush against his own, not allowing her an inch to get away. Her insides felt like they were on fire as he sheathed himself in her with one violent thrust. Her muscles clenched in protest, trying to push him out of her but seemingly only making things better for him as little moans of pleasure were drawn from Snape with each twitch of her insides. Sounds of him panting permeated the oppressive air as [Y/n] felt the veil from before returning over her with a much darker sensation.

Gone was the comforting heaviness that held warmth and intimacy around it and in its place was something more repressive. Something dark that had stolen her breath and felt like it was pinning her down into the mattress. Her limbs were so heavy and she felt that familiar tiredness in her eyes as she tried to struggle. But with each movement, she found that it only had her body throbbing as his cock slid against her insides rubbing against the sensitive flesh and sapping any energy from her limbs.

“So warm and soft [Y/n],” he groaned while stroking circles into the skin of her hips yet not making a move to continue. “You feel just like a dream. Made just for me.”

His words made her breath hitch. She wanted to fight him, to push him off and wake up but why couldn’t she move away from him like she wanted to? She didn’t want this, she just wanted to wake up even if her reality was no better. At least she knew she didn’t have control there but even in here, the place where she was supposed to be able to escape from the fear and anguish, why did it seem to just follow her?

“Don’t,” she begged weakly, voice trembling as she tried to look over her shoulders at him only to fail as the invisible pressure began to push her upper body down into the mattress.

A low groan passed through [Y/n]’s lips and her fingers grasped onto the wrinkled fabric below her as she felt him begin to rock his hips again. This time her walls rippled around him, squeezing the intrusion, instead of attempting to push him out like earlier.

“Mmm, don't worry,” he cooed in what was supposed to be a soothing tone as he began to drag himself out of her, causing her to whimper from the sensation. “You’ll enjoy it. I promise you.”

It was the last thing he said to her before drawing all the way back and slamming his hips back toward her pulling her close to him at the same time. If she had the energy, she knew she would have screamed as he stretched and filled her to the hilt with him. But all she could do in her was claw at the sheet and bury her head into them to try and keep the noises that wanted to leave her muffled with each thrust. In a way, it was an attempt to stop him from hearing the sounds she knew he would take as her enjoying what was happening.

Though in another way, deep down in the pit of her stomach that was wound incredibly tight she was afraid. Terrified that with each push and pull into her. Each jolt of his hips that plunged him deeper inside and spread her open for him to use. She was mortified, that somewhere in her mind, it wasn’t just her body reacting to how good the sensations were. That there was actually something within her that wanted to give in to this, into him. Why else wouldn’t it let her wake up from whatever this was? And why else did it feel like she could barely move away from him as he sucked her up into this fucked up fantasy?

The questions were left unanswered when a startled cry she didn't even realize was hers reverberated around them shattering her thoughts as she suddenly felt his chest pressed firmly on her back and his cock deeper than ever before. The burn of him entering her could not compare to the searing flames that licked at her insides now. He had somehow gotten deeper into her, pressing places that she didn’t know could be pressed and with each stroke, he was coaxing her into the inevitable that she fought to avoid.

“There she is, I was afraid,”

Thrust.

“That you had fallen,”

Thrust.

“Asleep!”

One more vicious thrust, one more kiss of his tip that was just deep enough to brush against her cervix but not hit it had her toes curling. Had her fisting the sheets until her knuckles hurt and her head thrashing side to side as if she was trying to keep herself from spilling a secret under some sort of torture. But he didn’t miss the way she clenched around him or how her body seemed to suddenly tighten up ready to lose herself underneath him. And he was happy to make sure that happened as he pressed himself closer to her, his lips by her ears nibbling on the sensitive flesh and leaving kisses along her warm skin.

“There you go sweet girl, I can feel you, don’t fight it anymore” he hissed out feeling her squeeze around him again before his slick digits reached around her waist to stroke fast, tight circles around her throbbing clit. A high pitched wail tore through her at the sudden contact. Her back arched against his chest as he sped up his strokes, while the wet sounds of their fucking intensified with each thrust. “Give me your pleasure. Give it to me like I know you want to.”

Fire spread in her belly and engulfed her soaking cunt as she felt her walls tighten around him, sucking him and holding him close. Their combined wetness began to flood around them as she thrashed her head ‘no’ trying to stave off the impending orgasm but unable to stop herself from pushing back on his cock. It was so good. What he was doing, she couldn’t admit, didn't want to say it but oh god she felt so good, euphoric, even as he pounded her into the sheets, making a mess of her cunt each time he shoved himself into her.

And then she heard it. A tiny voice in her head that sounded like her own. It was only a whisper but loud enough that it felt like it was all around her.

‘That’s right [Y/n], take him, let him have you. It feels so good doesn’t it?’

“Come [Y/n]!”

Her body seized with one final thrust of his hips against hers. She felt her walls quiver and constrict around him, her lips go slack and her eyes roll back as tears leaked from the corner of them. Her cunt squeezed his cock drowning it with her wetness as she let him give her the orgasm that her body was yearning for. At the same moment, she felt him throb uncontrollably inside of her. Felt his cock harden and pulse against her overstimulated walls before her insides were being painted with spurt after spurt of his hot seed causing her to sob loudly,

“Yes!”

“NO!”

The piercing outcry was accompanied by [Y/n] jolting upright from her reclined position on the now sweat soaked sheets. Beads of sweat collected on her forehead as she gripped the covers tightly in her hands looking out into the darkened bedroom. She could hear her heart and blood thunderously pounding in her ears as her chest heaved from the quick shallow breaths she was taking.

What had happened? How? How did he…how was he….why? Never had he been in her dreams the entire time she was there and now suddenly he was there and he had-

“Oh god,” she lurched forward, hand letting go of the cover and going to cover her mouth as the vivid memory of her dream resurfaced.

It replayed clearly in her mind as she recalled what he had done. And moreover what she had done. A trembling hand carefully slid under the blanket cautiously making its way to between her legs where she prayed she didn’t find what she knew was there. Her eyes were shut tight as her fingers hovered over herself, too frightened to find the evidence of her blatant arousal by the dream. Though it felt like more than just a dream.

All of it, from the touches, and the warmth of their skin, to the deep emotions she had felt, it was too eerily real. And the thought had her trembling body shake even more violently because not only had she enjoyed his praises and the gentleness he showed her at the beginning. But from the wetness and heat that emitted from her core and the way her body suddenly jolted when her fingers pressed at herself. She knew she had not just enjoyed those sweet gentle things, but the more carnal, and debauched things he had done to her.

Even if he had done it all against her will. Forced her to submit even as she begged him not to. Somehow in the end, even if it was a dream, her dream, he had her coming undone. Had her acquiescing to him in the final moments of her own world in which he had seized hold of and made it his own.

Physically he was on his way to taking her completely apart molding her into what he desired and he had started the moment she had stepped foot in the house. And even now when he wasn’t even physically present and hadn’t been for the past two weeks he was already well on his way to mentally breaking her.

She could have spiraled out of control that second, as the tears she no longer thought she had begun to flow for an uncountable number of times since she had been there. Yet it seemed as if the universe took delight in her suffering, and wanted to see more of it, just like the man who had not been seen for weeks suddenly materializing under the door frame of the room. Light from the open door filtered into the room casting his shadow over [Y/n] who made no effort to turn and look at who was there instead blankly staring at her lap.

“It’s bloody three in the morning [Y/n] what are you screaming about now?” Snape hissed lowly out strolling over to her and towering over her, looking down at her motionless body.

She didn’t flinch when he stood over her like she would have done weeks before. Didn’t make a sound as she lethargically turned her head up to look at him with lifeless, watery eyes. She had begged and pleaded with him almost every time she was in his presence. Cried and shed so many tears, more than enough for one person's lifetime. He ignored her, debased her, belittled her, treated her like a doll at times, and yet why did she…why would her mind betray her like this.

“Please.” The word sounded robotic, emotionless even, a contrast to the agony present in her eyes . “I just want to go home, please.”

She already knew the answer, it was routine of course, and when she heard the sigh escape his lips and his body sag it broke her, faster than the words that left him.

“Why do you hurt yourself like this [Y/n],” he murmured, almost sounding sympathetic as he sat down on the edge of the bed next to her. Looking over at her, he could see how different she looked, there wasn’t a fire in her eyes like there had been weeks ago no spark of defiance. Dullness, it was all that met him and all she felt. “Asking for the same thing when you know that you can’t,” he paused. “I can’t let you go.”

“Can’t or won’t.”

“If I let you go, you will be hunted and killed, that is a fact,” he stated calmly as he placed his hand on her covered thigh. She didn’t jump nor pull away at his touch as his sympathetic tone morphed into an equally sympathetic look that had his brows knitted together and a frown tugging at his lips. “And even so, who would you return to [Y/n]?”

Realization did not come crumbling down on her as she had expected it to at his statement. Whether or not it was because she had already known his answer didn’t matter. He was right, simple as that. Her family was gone, and even if he somehow decided then to let her go she wouldn’t be surprised if some Death Eaters caught wind of it and decided to hunt her down. Maybe if it had been earlier on, when she didn’t feel this overwhelming and suffocating sense of emptiness in her chest, would she have fought him and continued to plead for her freedom as she had done before. But she couldn’t.

She was too exhausted as the vision of his face blurred due to the tears that streamed down her cheeks. Tears that she made no move to wipe as her chest heaved and her head sank forward. Her fingers gripped at the covers as her lips parted with a silent sob that had her stomach clenching at nothing but the lingering hopelessness of the situation. The hand on her thigh was removed, and instead, he placed his arm around her shoulder gently pulling her into him.

What was supposed to be a comforting action, had her subdued sobs finally morph into a more violent grief as her body shook with cries. One wail came after another and she could barely catch her breath in between each of them and she was sure she couldn’t go on much longer without passing out. She didn’t care though. There was nothing for her anymore, only this and at that moment, not being awake seemed the best choice for her because she couldn’t take the pain bubbling inside her.

The pain of it all penetrated her body, her soul, and shattered any thoughts in her mind and she couldn’t take any more of the hurt that came from it. So it didn’t matter as she felt her throat restrict with each choked sob that blocked off more oxygen. She didn’t care and in a way didn’t even struggle to stop the impending collapse that was coming. She let it take her.

Permitted it to begin the process of forcefully quieting her mind as black dots in her vision became larger and larger with each forceful gasp that was let out before it engulfed her entirely. For a few seconds, it was all she could see before her mind went silent and she went limp in his arms.

For what seemed like ages, Snape held her unmoving body close to him as his free hand came to stroke the back of her head gingerly. His eyes were glued to the space in front of him and he made no other moment for a while. Her breathing had evened out a few seconds after she slumped against him, making it seem as if she had been lulled into a peaceful sleep instead of the meltdown induced blackout she had caused herself.

Though it wasn’t quite fair to put the blame all on her. No matter though because what had been done was done and it would make it easier for them. Easier for her to accept her position, ending her struggle for a freedom that was lost before she had known it, and easier for him to shape her mind into what he desired.

Cautiously, he unwrapped his arm from around her shoulders, letting the hand that was on the back of her head trail down just a bit so that he could cradle her neck and lay her back down on her pillow. There was a rustling sound when her head was laid on the pillow that was ignored as he was far more interested in the tiny noises that escaped her lips. But other than that she was silent as he pulled the blankets up against her body, tucking her in and making sure she was covered.

There was a tug at his lips as he watched her tranquil features twitch a little in her sleep and he was allured by how soft she looked. So much so that he couldn’t help but lean over and seal his lips over hers in a tender kiss that he looked forward to being reciprocated sooner than later. He could taste the salt from her tears against her soft flesh and it just made him shiver a bit as he kissed her once more before pulling away.

Afraid of getting too carried away and wanting nothing more than for her to be awake the next time for such a thing, he gave her one more fleeting glance before standing up fully. Making a move to leave the room, he stopped in mid stride as if remembering the other thing he had come into the room for other than to investigate what she was doing. Turning back around, his eyes went to the pillow that her head was laid on, and in the low light emitting from the hall, he could just barely make out a sliver of paper that was hanging out from beneath the cushion.

Gingerly he slipped his hand under her head cupping it lightly, lifting it just enough so that his free hand could grab the paper that was underneath the pillow. Once done he laid her back down and turned round so that he was facing the door and could better make out what he knew was there.

The paper was a bit crumpled from being underneath the pillow for what was probably a few weeks but it was still very much intact. And on said paper was the photo that had been in the Daily Prophet of her and her family. Them smiling up and waving at whoever the reader was. She had torn the rest of the newspaper up, only keeping the photo with her as it was probably the only physical piece of memory she would be able to keep.

Unfortunately, it was that same memory that had allowed him to enter her mind as she slept. Permitting him to inject himself into her dreams and give her that warmth and comfort she so desperately wanted. For weeks she unknowingly did this all for it to culminate in agonizing bliss that had forced her to come to an unsettling conclusion about herself.

That maybe that want was something that was coming from within and he was just showing how good it could be if she just gave in. If only she had known, maybe she wouldn’t have slept so close to it. Kept it near her every day, and whispered to it at night. But, how could she have known? The Dark Arts were ever changing and plus she was such a good subject for his experiment so of course, she wouldn’t have been able to tell.

A fond look was on his features as he turned to look back down at her. He had trapped her and she hadn’t even known it. There was a tinge of sympathy for her but it was only a means to an end and just a way to speed up what would have happened anyways. Sliding the photo back underneath the pillow and making sure he didn't disturb her too much, he leaned down once more.

“Sweet dreams [Y/n],” he murmured quietly, pressing his lips against her forehead. “I hope to see you again in them.”

Next Chapter: So I Gave Myself Over Willing

A/N: Another dream vs reality chapter :D but quite different from the first one. If this seemed all over the place I'm sorry as my brain was just like oh put this in there and oh also this 😅 but nevertheless I hope it was enjoyable.

I'll try to get another chapter up by the end of the year but no promises as I have some other stuff I want to write i.e Rickmas hosted by the lovely @deepperplexity (everyone should join in prompt list ~here~) !!!! Let me know how you feel about this and I love hearing from you all 👉👈. I'll see you all soon hopefully!

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