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Hello and Welcome!

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About me:

I am a Christian, and a Devoted one!

I am a Minor (High School) So DON'T BE WEIRD

I am a Woman

I am Straight and a Hopeless Romantic, but I'm not looking for a Relationship currently

I am an Author/Writer

Amateur artist, (Started drawing August 2024)

I am a Plotter, and I just recently figured that out!

I love to ramble and listen to rambles!

My MBTI is INFP-T

I live in the USA Midwest but I spell grey with an e

✦ I promise I don't bite! Please interact with me! ✦ Feel free to ask me anything about Writing or my WIPs, I love to help!

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Favorites: Book: John Carter, A Princess of Mars (By Edgar Rice Burroughs) Movie: Narnia, Voyage of the Dawn Treader Artist: Tobymac Song: Sleep in the Storm (Unspoken) Colors: Blood Red, Gold, Lilac Purple, Forest Green Hobbies: Writing, Doodling, Rambling Food: Eggs, Grapes, Noodles, Specifically Spaghetti, and Pork lo-mein Drink: Taro Milk tea & Cherry Italian Soda Characters: Haymitch, Zuko, Knuckles, Eustace, Darth Maul, Gummigoo, Hunter, Doey, Yarnaby Tropes: Magnificent Bastards, True Kings, Romantic Subplots, Grumpy Mentors, Darkest Hours, Redemption arcs, & Happy Endings Current Interests: Sonic, The Owl House, TADC, ATLA, Fool's Gold, PPT ch4

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I Post about:

Any of my Interests

Talking with and Supporting Friends

My Life and Feelings

My WIPS! (Usually Characters but sometimes Plot & Actual Writing) -[See Below]

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My Wips!

Just Click on the Titles for more info! (Masterposts Coming soon) QNA OPEN - PLEASE ASK ABOUT MY OCS

Jest of Royalty -JoR- Genre - High Fantasy Action Drama Type - Webcomic Theme - Anyone can be redeemed if They have the Remorse and are willing to put in the work Description - A Young Farm boy named Ronan Breaks the Magical Staff of a god, and embarks on a Vengeful quest to get them back, Finding a new family along the way and learning the true meaning of mercy and love

Fallen Genre - Romance Fantasy Type - Written Theme - Nothing said, done, or changed, Can Make a Person unworthy of love Description - In a World where name means everything, a Noblewoman named Adémiah runs away from home and meets a Criminal called Dyn who saves her life several times, and through a dangerous journey they learn to love one another, with the help of a Traveller called Bard

Chomik Genre - High-Fantasy Comedy Type - Comic Theme - None Description - Young Hero, Kaezal, is yoinked into a quest for knowledge by a researcher, Akea, and they come across a variety of different Foes and Reoccurring Villains

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#Ellia scribbles - My Drawings, doodles, & art practice

#Ellia's rambling - My incoherent Ramblings about the stuff I love

#Ghost-stories - My Actual Writing

#Tea and trinkets - Yapping with my Friends

#Quill-and-ink - My Poetry

#Haunting box - Any asks

#Ellia's dollhouse - My Real Life

#Ellia's dolls - My Hyperfixations/interests

#Fallen wip - Anything important Fallen-related

#Chomik work - Anything Chomik-related

#Ellia's jor - Anything JoR-related

#JoR memes - Memes and random funny stuff

#JoR family - Character info, Team Dynamics, conversations, ect.

#JoR psychology - We dive into the minds of the Characters

#JoR characters - Stuff about individual characters

#JoR vital - Things I may need for later/important stuff

#JoR building - Worldbuilding

#JoR story - The Plot

#JoR snippets - Scenes, Writing, ect.

#JoR thoughts - My ramblings about the WIP

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My Moots:

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Farewell, and have a good day Loves!

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darknessawaits28 · 5 months ago

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The Day of The Jackal {Alexander Duggan x reader}

Hello, hello, hello my lovies! I'm sorry but I got obsessed with this show and have been watching it multiple times! So, I wanted to give you a mini short story of you and The Jackal together. It may be different from the original plot of the story but same concept. Hope you enjoy. Thank you lovies for all your love and support! Yall are awesome! :3 Smut and violence warning, viewer discretion advised.

After discovering the secrets that Alex kept from you for years, you sank into his chair by his desk. Never in a million years would you suspect your traveling salesman of a husband would have such instrument of destruction. Quickly rising from his chair, you heard your phone buzzing, knowing for a fact it was him.

"Hello?" you whispered cautiously into your phone when you placed it close to your ear.

"Hey honey, I am so sorry that I didn't call you back, there was a slight problem in the job in Munich."

"Oh, okay, are you coming home now?"

"Yes I am my love, hopefully they don't call me back again." "Are you alright?" Alex questioned with worry laced in his voice.

"Y-Yes I-I'm fine...I...just....come home please" You gulped slightly.

Alex furrowed his brows at your response, noticing you gulping and the way you were speaking...something was definitely wrong. "I'll be there shortly, love you."

"Love you too" you said coldly, the word 'love you' not having meaning to you anymore.

A deep sigh escaped your voice as you walked out of his office and down the halls of your expensive Spanish home, wondering how you were going to explain this whole ordeal to your family. You knew how much they did not trust Alex with his comings and goings, but you always brushed them off, saying they were jealous of how much money he made and how you were being treated like royalty. But at this very moment, you feel a tremendous amount of regret for not listening to them sooner.

"Hijo de la gran puta" you murmured underneath your breathe, until you felt something hard against the back of your skull. ((Spanish Translation: Son of a bitch))

"Easy now dear, you're going to turn around slowly for me" A rough voice spoke from behind you.

"O-Okay..." you nodded, slowly turning around, not wanting to upset whoever this man was. When you faced the man, you noticed they were in black out clothing and full of weapons that seemed similar to your husband's.

"There ya go, now, where is the Jackal?"

"Who?"

"Don't play games with me bitch, where is the jackal, the assassin that took out the German politician Manfred Fest and his son Elias."

"I-I seriously don't know who you're talking about?" you gulped, hoping to god that whoever this assassin was, was not your husband.

The man growled in anger and annoyance, using the back of his gun to hit you in the face, instantly causing you to fall onto the floor in pain. "Last chance, where is the Jackal?"

You winced in pain, touching your nose to see that you were bleeding, "And I told you, I don't know!"

"Boss, do we kill this girl, she keeps saying that she doesn't know the jackal?" the man used his radio to contact his partner.

"No Damion, maybe we can use her as bait, he'll come for her" the other man spoke through the radio.

"Alright" Damion smirked as he grabbed you violently by your hair and began to drag you across the hall.

"Ah, stop it, let go!" you pleaded, trying to struggle your way out of his grip.

"I love it when you girls struggle" Damion laughed, releasing you and then roughly picking you up over his shoulder to head downstairs.

"Listen up men, I know the jackal will be arriving soon, I want you all to take your positions in each corner of this house and outside as well." "And I swear to god, if you fuck up, you'll be hearing from the butcher." "Understood!?" the boss yelled to his squad of men.

"Understood sir" the group of men shouted in agreeance to their boss, quickly taking their designated positions around the house and outside.

"Let me go you pendejo!" You slammed your fist onto Damion's back, but stopped when you felt his hand slightly grab your ass. ((Spanish translation: stupid))

"Mm, you got a nice ass, I wonder if the Jackal popped your cherry yet, because you seem so uptight I'm pretty sure you're a virgin still" he huffed, slamming you onto your living room couch and grabbed duct tape from his pack. "Now, you're going to be a good little girl or I will punish you."

"Fuck you!" you spit in his face.

Damion shut his eyes the minute he felt saliva spray his face, "Ugh...you fucking bitch" he growled, wiping his face with his glove and then slapping the living shit out of you. "Next time, I'll slap you harder" he warned you, pushing your face into the couch as he began to tie your hands and legs together.

As you laid there, tears began to overflow your eyes, wishing that Alex would've never met nor married you.

"Aww are you crying, did I hurt you that badly?" Damion mocked you when he pulled you up by your hair.

"Ah....go to hell" you breathed out with pain laced in your voice.

"That's where the Jackal is going" he laughed deviously, grabbing the another piece of tape to cover your mouth. "See you in a few minutes."

The minute Damion disappeared, you tried to wrestle free from the tape that was tied around your hands and legs, but your efforts proved to be in vain.

Meanwhile, Alex continued driving down the road, wondering what was wrong with you. You've never sounded like that in all these years, well, once when he forgot about your birthday, but this was different. A deep sigh escaped his lips as he shifted the gear of his car, going slightly faster. Within seconds, he was pulling up to the house, making sure to shut off the lights to his car to not announce his arrival. Once he put his car in park and shut it off, he slowly turned his head to view the house, noticing that something was off, something that only an army trained man could notice.

Casually grabbing his things, he made sure to have his gun loaded and ready for use in case someone tried to attack him. As silent as he could, he stepped out of his car, and headed inside, making sure to analyze his surroundings. As he finally reached the doors, he opened it, stepping inside and setting his bag down by the chair.

Upon hearing the door open, your eyes widened, quickly struggling to sit up, "Mm, mm!" You tried to shout for Alex.

Alex's ears pricked up at the sound of a muffled voice, his heart beginning to race as he held his gun close to him.

"Mmm mmm!" you cried out, hearing footsteps coming closer.

Alex quickly rushed into the living room, gasping at the sight of you tied up on the couch. "Y/n?" he questioned, quickly dodging a knife that came swinging at him.

"Argh, come on ya bastard!" Damion growled as he tried to stab Alex.

Alex continued to dodge the knife, putting his gun in his pocket and began to punch the man, trying with all his might to get the knife out of his hand.

"You have a sweet girl there, I can't wait to fuck her when we're done killing you" Damion snickered as he struggled to slam the knife into him.

Alex, hearing his disgusting words, brought a seething rage within him, using his legs to kick him in the groin and grab the knife from him. Within an instant, he jabbed the knife into his chest, making sure to jam it deep within so he could feel the intense pain. "Fuck, you" he growled, pushing the man away from him and then rushing to your aid.

"Oh my love, are you okay" he said as he grabbed another knife that he conveniently had in his other pocket and began to cut your restraints.

When he finally pulled off the tape from your mouth, all you could do was burst into tears, "Alex, y-you can't be here...t-they're all over the place...they're going to kill you!" you worriedly spoke, completely forgetting about the fact that you were mad at him about the secrets he kept from you and the amount of weapons he had tucked away in his closet.

"Don't worry about me" he looked deep into your eyes, cupping your cheeks, noticing the bruises and the blood that littered your face. "Did he hurt you?"

"Well, he slapped me around and...hit me with his gun but I'll be okay" you truthfully told him.

"Those bastards" he growled, pulling you into a hug, hoping to calm you down slightly by his embrace. "I need you to do me a favor?" he asked as he pulled away from the hug.

"What?"

"Go into our bedroom, lock the door, and hide in our closet, I'm going to finish them off."

"Wait Alex!" You tugged at his arm.

"I'll be careful okay, go now" he smiled softly, pulling you into a deep kiss and then went about to find those bastards.

An hour had passed, your body shivering in worry and fear about Alex. He went off to fight a literal army out there, there's no possible way he could've survived. Ignoring the fact that he told you to hide in the closet, you opened the doors, trying to see where he was and if he was okay. "Alex?" you whispered, sneaking towards the bedroom door and then opening it up a crack. A loud gasp rang from your lips when you saw him walking down the hall, covered in dirt, blood, and the occasional cuts and bruises.

"Alex!" you shouted his name again, opening the door wide and rushing into his arms.

"Heh, told you I'd be alright" he smiled when you came charging towards him.

"Cabron, you lied to me" you growled, slapping him viciously across the face.

Taken aback by the sudden slap, he narrowed his eyes in curiosity. "What did I lie to you about y/n?" he questioned with confusion.

"You had weapons, cash, and who knows what else hidden in that closet of yours." "And now these men show up at our house, demanding to know where this Jackal guy is, and almost killed me and you." "Who are you really Alex?" "You can't be a traveling salesman or whatever the fuck you claim to be!" you shouted, clearly traumatized by what transpired an hour ago.

Alex sighed angrily at this sudden interest, "You went through my closet?"

"I did....because I thought you and I had no secrets." "But clearly I was wrong." "Who.are.you?" you spoke again with venom laced in your voice.

Alex towered over you like an animal in heat, preparing himself to tell you his true identity. "I'm...I'm an assassin and....kill people for money."

Your heart sank at the sudden information that was laid on you, "Y-You're a what?"

"I kill people for money, is that what you want to fucking hear!" Alex shouted in anger.

You jumped back at his yell, tears overflowing your eyes again as Alex's true self was slowly starting to show. "I-I don't know who you are anymore Alex" you breathed out in fear, turning around and rushing into your bedroom, slamming the door in the process.

Alex rubbed his head in frustration, hating how he snapped at you due to the tremendous amount of stress he was already in. "Y/n please, I-I'm sorry...I didn't mean to yell at you" he spoke from behind the door. "My love please" he spoke again, trying to get you to talk to him. As he grabbed the doorknob, he noticed it was locked, another wave of anger filling him. "Open the door y/n."

"Go away" you shouted at him as you sat in the corner, your knees pulled close to your chest.

"Open....the goddamn door y/n" Alex angrily ordered.

"Mentiroso de mierda!" "Lejate de mi!" ((English translation: You lying sack of shit, get away from me!))

Without warning, Alex kicked the door open, stomping his way in and towards you.

"No, no!" you gasped, covering your face in fear.

Alex quickly grabbed you, picking you up bridal style and then slamming you onto the bed.

"Let go of me!" you screamed, trying to get away from this murderer.

"Stop it, stop!" Alex demanded, grabbing both of your hands and pushing them above your head, his face inches away from your own. "Look at me."

"Why should I look at a murderer?" you growled.

Hurt by your words, he held your wrists with his left and grabbed your face with his right, forcing you to look at him. "Do you know how much I love you?" "How I do this job for you?" "I do this so I could provide for you." "To make your life happy as possible." "I know the struggle you've had before, I know how your family is." "All I wanted to do was to live a life of happiness with you my love" he sighed, pressing his head gently against your own.

Hearing those words brought an ache to your heart. He always had a way with words, but you couldn't give in, not after the secrets he held from you nor the trauma you just endured. "You don't love me."

"I do love you, I love you with all my heart" he breathed out softly, leaning down towards your neck and pressed gentle kisses against it.

"Ah, t-then you'll stop....if you love me you'll stop this and live quietly with me" you pleaded with him.

"Okay, I promise." "I just got one more job, and I will be finished, sound alright to you?"

Hating that he had one more job to complete, you nodded, simply because you wanted to be with your husband and live in peace; not live in a life of fear and having to look over your shoulder for the rest of your life.

A small smile peered across his lips as released your wrists, sitting up slightly to remove his shredded and bloody stained shirt.

"You look hurt, do you want me to get the first aid kit?"

"No."

"But you're bleeding, let me at least get a towel to stop it."

"No" he breathed out more deeply, slowly hovering over you and grasping your cheek. "All I want to do is make love to my wife."

"Alex I don't think this is the right time" you moaned softly when he pulled you into another deep kiss, your body beginning to melt at his touch.

"Y/n" he moaned against your lips, his groin grinding against your pants.

"Alex" you pulled away from the kiss, pushing him back gently to remove your shirt.

As he watched you strip in front of him, he did the same, unbuckling his pants and removing the rest of his bloody stained clothing.

In an instant of passion and love, he slammed his cock within you, letting out a breathe of pleasure against your ear. "Does that feel good?"

"Yes, yes, it feels so good Alex" you cried out, wrapping your arms around him.

Alex let out a slight chuckle at how eager you sounded. "Good" he hummed, beginning to move his hips, his cock slamming within you.

"Alex, Alex" You moaned happily, moving your head a bit to devour his lips.

Alex groaned hungrily, devouring your lips as well, his hips having a mind of their own as he fucked you raw and hard. He knew that by the end of this he would have to leave you. It pained him, but he had a job to finish, and he had to see it through to the end.

After all, he was The Jackal.

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