Me on character AI wanting the filthiest, hottest, dirtiest s3x with a fictional character, when the guildlines message pops up after the character sent me a sneak peak of something absolutely sinful and it gets removed
class 1a with a reader dealing with clinical depression.
warning: depression, depressive symptoms, suicide attempt, suicidal ideation, medication abuse; i’ve done research but this isn’t the accurate procedures of clinical depression; obviously made dramatic; i am not a psychiatrist/therapist
Warnings >~< = Man-handling / I'm planning for the next chapter to be quite dark, just a heads up if i stick to that.
'Please do not fight. It won't work.' You tried to reason with the distraught people before you, their cries making your heart drop to your stomach.
You felt your body beginning to seize up, every cell in your body screaming that you that this was wrong.
You weren't meant to sit here and tell these people to roll over and surrender. You were't meant to stand amongst the people that held guns to the innocent.
You weren't meant to be with sky people.
Even if they were made to look like you, a wolf in sheep's clothing is all they were.
Swallowing the lump in your throat, you dropped to your knees and sat back in front of the couple before you, whose arms were desperately reaching out to each other.
The soldiers behind them didn't budge an inch.
'Please, do you know of a Jake Sully?' You begged. 'They will leave once you tell me.'
Again they shook their heads, tears rolling down the woman's face as children's screams echoed around. Your lip trembled as you saw her physically crumble, shoulders dropping.
'Please stop this! We don't know! They have my baby, please!' You watched as the woman cried, her body trying to shuffle closer to yours - making sure you had heard her.
'They do not know..' You looked to the ground on the left of you, where Miles stood, holding the device with a picture of Jake Sully.
'You sure?' You nodded, trying to blink back your tears.
You didn't look when his body moved out of your peripheral, too busy trying to push away the memories of when he did this to you - an awful reminder that he wasn't a good person.
'Let them go! We're leaving, light it up!'
You gasped and snapped your eyes up, ears stood tall as you processed what you had just heard.
Miles wasn't even paying attention as the soldiers roughly threw the people to the ground, one of them reaching into their back pocket for their gun.
The same gun that was used to destroy your home.
Just like before, your body moved before you could even think about what you were doing, your legs carrying you in a sprint towards the soldier with pure destruction in his hands.
You rammed your body into his back, his startled gasp reaching your eyes as he fell to the floor - gun falling from his grip.
Recovering quickly, you grabbed it from the sand and stood protectively in front of the hut that was about to be lit - hissing when the soldier looked up at you in surprise.
'The fuck are you doin'' You watched as Miles came closer, voice angry and ears flat.
He quickly looked to the soldier on the floor who stood up, brushing himself clean before staring back at you.
You didn't answer, you didn't even know yourself.
But you couldn't allow them to further traumatise people because they were no longer 'of use'.
Hissing in response, you gripped the gun tighter as he stepped closer - slow and predatory as his tail swung behind him.
'I won't let you Colonel.' You spat, snarling your fangs threateningly.
'Give me. The. Gun.' He replied slowly, snarling back at you.
You waited until he was close enough, less than a metre away before crouching and attempting to swipe your tail on the back of his knees - the force heavy.
But not enough to knock him off his feet - or even make him stumble..
Within a second, he was gripping the hair at the nape of your neck from where you were still crouching - answering your cries with his growls of anger.
He pulled you until you were pressed up against his legs, his massive form looming over you and shadowing your vision as he snatched the gun from you.
Hissing again, you reached up and tried to dig your nails into his palm - his grip only tightening.
'You never fuckin' listen. Maybe I should leave your ass purple next time.'
He pulled you up until you were nose to nose, the tips of your feet on the sand.
'You are evil! No different.' You snarled heatedly.
He was quiet for a moment, both your breathing heavy and noses flared.
'I never said I was.'
His eyes left yours momentarily, bouncing over your features before he turned away, dropping you back into your feet.
You cried out as he dragged you, your unsteady feet failing to support you and sending you down.
The colonel however didn't release you, didn't even look back as he continued to haul your thrashing body until you were both back at his Ikran.
Reaching into one of the many compartments on his vest, he pulled out two handcuffs - placing him between his teeth before turning to your figure on the floor.
You didn't fight, what would be the point? Only hissing and whipping your tail behind you to show him just how pissed off you were.
Once your hands were secure, he grabbed your ankles - pressing them tightly together before looping the orange plastic tight to your skin.
'Wanna act like a baby, always bitchin' and moaning - then fine. Your gonna be just as helpless as one too.' He scolded, eyes intently set on yours before he stood up.
The colonel watched as you turned to face away from him, a snare set on yours lips.
He would've said you almost looked cute, pump lips pouted and nose all scrunched up - had you of just listened.
Had you of just given him the gun when asked - instead of trying to start a fight you wouldn't even have the slightest chance of winning.
But no, you had to show him that he had indeed not tamed you at all. That you were still wild as anything, his blatant authority meaning absolutely nothing to you.
It pissed him off.
You didn't argue when he picked you up, eyes looking anywhere but his face.
You held off your sound of surprise when you felt him lay you over the Ikran, like you were some cheap cargo. His hand warm as he placed it on the small of your back, holding you steady as he climbed on.
The embarrassing position made you snarl to yourself, teeth grinding at his audacity.
The colonel swallowed down his chuckle when your quiet noises of protest reached his ears, a smirk breaking across his face.
He gripped your body again, shifting you up and closer to him so you were laid across his lap instead, your chest resting on his thigh and arms dangling.
Grasping his Ikran's reins, he commanded it up - feeling your body shake. Moving his hand to rest against your back, securing you to him - he watched as his team followed him shortly after.
...
'Nothin'?'
The colonel watched as you shook your head at him, eyes still cast down and your ears flat
He sighed deeply before looking over your head from your sitting position and at the hostages around him, his crew's rough treatment of them nothing new.
Sliding a hand down his face, he shut his eyes and thought.
It had been hours and this was clearly not working.
It was taking far too long to get to each clan, rounding everyone up in the village was a bitch and a half and the whole ordeal was clearing stressing you the fuck out.
You had been quiet, not a word that wasn't Na'vi and or directed at the villagers leaving your lips. He had almost forgotten what your ears looked like when they weren't down.
It was time for a new tactic.
He looked down at you and made sure you were safely tucked away near his Ikran before walking over to his second in command.
'Lyle.' He nodded to the blue soldier, who nodded back - blue sunglasses reflecting the light before throwing the hostage in his grip to the ground.
'This aint' workin' out.' He cut to the chase, eyeing the man at their feet begging for his life.
'Nah, they're stone walls.' The blue soldier replied, shaking his head.
'We keep turnin' up the heat - he's just gonna keep running..' The colonel looked down, crossing his arms over his chest before an idea popped into his head.
Running his tongue over his fangs, he looked to his second in command who was hanging onto his last words.
'We gotta draw him out.'
...
The Ikran landing on the roof of the ship winded you slightly, the hand on your back keeping you steady as your breathed out.
You felt the Colonel shift below, his hips sliding out from under you before he lifting up and off the beast.
You waited patiently, gasping when you felt him brush up behind you - your cheeks flushing as images of yesterday when you were in this exact same position, the colonel between your thighs-
His hands around your waist cut your thoughts off, inwardly thanking him as your brain refocused while he lifted you up, twisting you so you were now facing him.
'Still ignoring me?' He bend down to your eye level but you looked away, chin lifted and silently answering his question.
He sighed, movement of him shaking his head just visible out the corner of your eye.
You still didn't speak as he bend over slightly, grasping your hips once again and throwing you over his shoulder - your still tied legs preventing you from walking.
'Keep this shit up and I'll give you another reason you can't walk..' You felt his hand slide up your side and down to your ass, squeezing the sore flesh tightly.
'..that don't involve restraints.' Once the words had left his mouth, only then did he let go.
You gasped at his boldness before hissing, fist clenching at his blatant confidence.
You felt him chuckle, the sound warming your cheeks as you continued to scowl.
Your body bounced as he walked, carefully jumping down off the roof of the ship and onto landing, the hand on your side moving higher up and circling your waist more to make sure you didn't slip.
You ignored the feeling in your stomach as the Colonel pulled you backwards, sliding your body down his front until your feet landed on the ground.
Finding your balance, you looked to the floor - tucking your tail close to you and ignoring the harsh stare on your face, daring you to look at him.
The Colonel felt himself huff when you failed to give him even a speck of your attention, his tail flicking behind in annoyance at your refusal.
Fine, he thought - your brattiness finally getting to him,
You're a transfer student to the University of Paradis- your dream college. You've finally moved away from home, left the nest- you went into your first week at your new university with high hopes, only for things to go wrong.... and then you met the guy who quickly becomes one of your closest friends.
What is it? Friends to lovers, College Au
Warnings: Brief, attempted kidnapping, broken arm, brief violence, language
Chapters!
The New University
Meet Your Savior
Galliard's Gang
The Soccer Game
Study Day
Armin's Birthday
Porco's Birthday
The Holidays
More chapters to come later! This is just what I have written!
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