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@killjoy-rider
"How beautiful was she?"
"Was? ...please ..she is beautiful, but not like those girls in magazines. She is beautiful, for the way she thinks, She is beautiful for the sparkle in her eyes when she speaks about anything she loves. She is beautiful for her ability to make other people smile, even if she was sad. No, she wasn't beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She is beautiful, deep down to her soul ....
She is the love of my life"
The man: Nanami Kento, Geto Suguru, John Price, Jason Todd, Sam Winchester, Higuruma Hiromi, Halsin, Astarion Zayne, Sylus, Xavier, Levi Ackerman, Simon Riley, Johnny Mactavish, Leon Kennedy, Aizawa, Dabi, Hawks, Rafayel, Cooper Howard, Logan Howlett, Aemond, Nikto,
y'know what? the stained glass window designers had the right idea, we need more angels with kaleidoscope wings.
Are you gonna give us that Jack Frost/Reader we know you wanna write?? 😆
oh god yes yes YES PLEASE I WOULD LOVE TO 😳💖 there is an absolutely tragic lack of x Reader fanworks for this man, which is devastating given how much he craves attention...i think he needs a little love to warm him right up 😉
Jack Frost x Reader headcanons 💙❄️
❄️ when You first meet Jack, he flatters You like you're the only person in the world who matters. he presses earnest kisses to the backs of your palms and showers You with compliments. you're taken in by his glittering smile, and the ease with which Jack makes You feel ever so special. but with time, You notice Jack's long game. there's a shallow affect behind those attentive eyes which clues You in; he's not only always watching You for any glimmer of approval, but watching everyone else too, all of the time. every phrase is perfectly engineered to give him the response he wants, and what he wants is attention. so, You decide to turn the tables on him. You make it your life's goal to make Jack Frost melt. ❄️ when You confront Jack on his scheming behaviour, his persona cracks like ice. his smile drops instantly and he takes on a mocking, scathing tone. "You think you've figured it all out?" he scoffs. "Please. Your gullibility would give the April Fool a field day. Why don't you scootle along now, before you get yourself hurt?" but You see it: the hurt flickering behind those frost-blue eyes. You step closer to him, and don't miss the way he flinches. "Aren't you tired of all this, Jack?" You ask quietly. "Always calculating. Always trying to get on top. You're trying so hard to make people like you...you can't see it when they actually do." Jack's hands are ice-cold when You slip your fingers through his own. he blusters in protest, tripping over his words as he tries to formulate a witty retort...but a light dusting of pink blooms along his cheekbones.
Lessons in the Dark
Chapter 3: The Maiden and the Holy Man
Professor Albin Eberhart Von Franz x fem!reader
You’re a young woman interested in the fantastical world of angels and demons and you seek out Professor Von Franz to mentor you in more ways than one.
(Slow burn, eventual smut, age gap, mentor/protege relationship, reader is in her 20s)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
When Stone Breaks
f!reader x Gyōmei Himejima
A/n: kinktober day 1 — masturbation / orgasm control. does it fit? eh. did I get carried away writing temple-ritual edging with Gyomei? absolutely.
Cw: NSFW, ritual kink/religious imagery, restraints, orgasm control, edging, face sitting, multiple orgasms, overstimulation
Art credit to aitanso
The chamber is dark, lit only by a single guttering lantern. Light spills across the stone floor in wavering gold, and in the silence you hear the faint click of beads in Himejima’s hand. He kneels before you like a priest, head bowed, lips moving soundlessly in prayer. Even kneeling he dwarfs you.
Then the chanting stops. He lifts his blind eyes toward you, his presence filling the air like thunder pressing down on your chest. His voice is a low, measured rumble.
“You endured my training. You endured the weight of stone. The pain of the body. The breaking of the will. And still you remain. Now comes your final trial.”
Hiya! Came from Kofi to send the request! (lmk if this is too late tho!)
So for it, could it be a few characters w conquerors Haki (shanks, Luffy, Law and zoro in particular) x reader who also has conquerors but has kept it hidden from them until a certain scenario that puts them at great risk, but their Conquerors is uncontrollable, like it comes out in strong, violent but exhausting bursts? (Like, for example a battle that’s gone extremely wrong) Sorry if this request is too detailed, feel free to change it if you want to!
Rap1d <3
Conqueror's Haki
gn!reader
characters: shanks, luffy, law and zoro
a/n: I tried to make them all different and I got a bit creative with the haki so it might not be 100% canon, butI hope you'll like them all anyway. also, thank you for your request on my ko-fi aw
words count: around 1.5k - 2.5k each
masterlist || ao3 || ko-fi
── .✦ Shanks:
tags: action romance, angst with comfort, haki awakening, slow burn
Trafalgar Law Masterlist - One Shots/Drabbles
Updated: August 18th, 2025 🔞 = mature Other masterlists: mother masterlist, masterlist archive
NEW ADDITIONS:
Ghosts of Us by @inseobts (added: Aug 18th, 2025)
↳ "You have the ability to see ghosts and see Corazon’s lingering spirit around Law. As truths are revealed and tensions rise, Corazon’s meddling leads to unexpected confessions."
|| lesson learned ||
Pairing: Johnny Storm/Reader
Summary: You make the mistake of letting Johnny borrow your phone. You really should have closed your tabs.
Word count: 3k
Tags and warnings: Established relationship, smut with very little plot (oral sex), Johnny’s a menace (affectionate), modern!Johnny if the film’s set before now (I know it’s 60s-inspired, at least), reader is she/her, no use of Y/N. 18+!! Minors, please do not interact!!
(It’s been a very long time since I’ve written for Marvel, and I know the film isn’t out yet and I’m working with very little with regards to this version of Johnny, but my partner and friends have given me some amazing ideas and I couldn’t wait to give writing him a go! Please be kind - my fic’s just pixels on a screen, after all.)
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It’s not often you get time together like this. To be domestic, as Johnny calls it. You used to cling to it every chance you got, scared that this time would be the last. It’s hard not to worry when your boyfriend’s a literal superhero.
It had taken you a while to admit it to him, and now he makes sure he sets aside time wherever he can, for the two of you to just exist in each other’s company.
It’s nice.
Of course, it’d be a lot nicer if Johnny would shut up for five minutes.
I saw that you are accepting fic requests. Do you write about some DreamWork's characters too? I wanted to request a Pitch Black from the rise of the guardians.
And I wanted to say that I love your work, your fanfiction are very good and I love the way you manage to write the characters so well!!!😭❤️❤️❤️
“My Dear Cupid.”
(Pitch Black X Fem!Reader)
Synopsis: Pitch, better known as the boogeyman, ended up developing a new feeling that he had never felt in all his years, feeling for the new guardian who was your total opposite, for you the guardian of love, the cupid.
A/N: By great coincidence I was watching this film recently. Of course I'm going to write about Dreamworks characters too!! You can ask me, but it will take me a while to make some fanfiction because there are already a lot of requests in front. The next one will be Clopin Trouillefou and Hades from Hercules.
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He hadn't imagined that this could happen, no one had, least of all her, who he thought had deliberately made the enchantment so powerful that it affected the king of nightmares.
That flame and that heat disturbed him. Pitch had never felt that burning in all his millennia of life, but everything changed after his first encounter with the guardian of love, Cupid.
After a meeting of the guardians at the North Pole on the subject of the new guardian, The Man in the Moon determined that the new guardian should destroy Pitch and protect the children, along with the duty of bringing joy to them.
Knowing this information for himself, Pitch decided to face the chosen one personally, after all, a simple cupid couldn't do anything against him; or so he thought.
The blizzard and the intense cold dominated the place, but that didn't bother the bogeyman at all, because everyone knows that cold and fear combine perfectly with each other; leaving only agony and suffering. When he saw a silhouette in the middle of all that snow, he deduced that it might be you and sneaked up from behind to destroy you with just one blow from his scythe, and you wouldn't even know who hit you.
That's when he saw your face. The moment you sensed that you were being pursued, you quickly turned around and aimed your bow and arrow, surprising him and leaving him static in that position holding his scythe.
The two of you stood in silence, staring deeply into each other's eyes. Pitch seemed awestruck by your appearance, not imagining that you looked so angelic and delicate. Seeing you pointing your arrow and looking deeply at him, while the snow from the blizzard stuck to your hair, was a sight worthy of a painting.
It was hard to say what kind of look he was looking at and where the flame that was coming from him was coming from. Pitch wasn't as expressive, but his gaze showed that he had never been as perplexed as he was at that moment; it was one of admiration, and therefore full of disturbance and turmoil.
And you looked at him confused, but also wary. "Why doesn't he just attack me?" You asked yourself, and you couldn't attack him either, you were overcome with trembling and the cause of this was the intense cold. Before you could shoot your arrow, he quickly disappeared, using your shadow, to his advantage, which was close to him. That was so fast that a small gasp of fright escaped his lips. You lost sight of him, but looked around, still holding your arrow and bow tightly in case he appeared by surprise, but no, he was really gone.
That was your little encounter. After that day, his thoughts were dominated by you, appearing in such strong colors that this unknown feeling and the desire to tear you apart grew more and more. Your wings were so delicate, your neck so fragile and graceful that he wanted to squeeze and twist it using just one of his hands.
He removed all the hatred and evil from his heart and recognized that this hatred and evil was only love, which had become terrible things in the heart of the bogeyman, a poisonous, hateful and vicious love that seemed more like an obsession. In all these years it never occurred to him that the guardian of the nightmare, the terror of every child, could fall in love with such a fragile, angelic creature, the complete opposite of him, and therefore one of his enemies, but unfortunately it did.
That's when a thought came to him: you were a cupid, the guardian of love, and you made people fall in love with each other. Could that be? It had to be, there was a great possibility that you had put a spell on him. The fixed idea kept coming back and torturing him, he had to get rid of this doubt in his mind by going to you and putting an end to this agony once and for all.
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You were flying to your temple after several hours of work. Of course bringing couples together was your specialty, but you also worked on preserving the sympathy, innocence and gentleness of children, because love was related to all that too, and your work only worked with the power contained in the substances you put in your arrows.
On the way there, you sensed that something was wrong, and unfortunately your intuition was right. Your temple was being invaded by Pitch's "horses", but they quickly left as a figure, and when you looked a little further, you noticed that they were stealing your arrows and the vials containing the substances. This made you extremely worried because your arrows and those vials were your most important things, they were what made you the cupid and guardian.
When the last creature left your temple as fast as a shadow, you followed it trying to catch up with it as it flew, it was hard to keep up as the nightmare was fast, but you didn't give up for anything, you weren't so focused on catching up with the nightmare that you didn't even remember to call the other guardians to help you.
With that chase, the nightmare took you into a forest and disappeared among the trees, you landed and looked around. The place was totally dark and gray with a certain evil malice, as if there was no life, only melancholy, which made you immediately become defensive and walk among those trees and hold your bow and arrow.
You looked around for that smoky black creature as you entered the forest, until your ears caught the sound of a neigh and you knew it wasn't just any horse. The cupid ran quickly to where the sound was coming from and stopped at the sight of a broken, old bed in a deep hole, getting closer cautiously, a bad energy taking you over more and more and you were slightly startled to hear the neighing again, but this time inside that hole. You had no choice, had to get back what had been stolen from you. So you entered that deep, dark hole, using your wings to land gently without hurting yourself.
As you stepped into the room, you looked around. It was a poorly lit cave, the lights were just a few rays of sunlight that invaded the deep cavern, who knows how many meters you were underground, the cold dominated the place, but it was bearable. You managed to discover Pitch's hideout, but you also wondered whether you would make it out alive or sane. You gathered your courage and decided to explore the place while your guard was still up, but even so, your fear was palpable, and he loved it, little did you know that he savored your fear.
You stood out in that dark, gray place, with your angelic appearance, lively and so delicate, it was obvious that you shouldn't be there, that environment didn't suit you. The negative energy in that place was so strong that it gave you the creeps, and you also felt the sensation of being watched. You just wanted to take what was yours and leave.
As you walked around the place, you could see the large globe with the little lights on, and you came closer to look at it. You knew that each light was a child who believed in you, but how could he have that in his cave? Your thoughts were interrupted by a voice:
“Looking for something?”
When you looked back, you saw only his shadow on the wall and wasted no time in shooting your arrow, but the shadow quickly disappeared, slipping into one of the corridors of that cave and you followed him, but lost sight of him when you reached that dimly lit corridor:
“Put the arrow down, dear. Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you.” His voice echoed around, in that calm tone of his that could put a child to sleep.
“Afraid? I'm not afraid of you.” You said, still holding your bow and arrow, looking around and turning quickly to look for any sign of him.
“Don't lie cupid, my specialty is understanding people's fears...” Then he stepped out of the shadows, standing in front of you with that smile on his face as he looked you up and down. “...just as you can understand love, but don't seem to understand when it comes from a certain person...”
The bogeyman walked quietly around you, and you couldn't take your eyes off him as aimed the arrow. Both of your hearts were beating fast at the presence of the other, but for different reasons, yours being of fear, but his being of love and eagerness to put his hands on you, if only for the slightest touch.
“Give me back what you stole from me.” You said commandingly. “You don't need my things.”
“Don't you see that I did this just to bring you to me?” He asked seriously and stopped walking.
“And what do you want from me?”
As you asked this, a small smile formed on his lips and he disappeared back into the darkness behind him. You quickly followed him and as you passed through the darkness you felt like you had been teleported to another corner of the cave. He was toying with you, you were desperate, feeling lost and wondering how you got there. You dropped your guard and felt the bow being quickly taken from your hands, one of his horses had picked it up and carried it away, now leaving you unarmed:
“I just need some answers on a specific matter that's been bothering me for days.” You heard his voice echoing again and his shadow walked around the corners of the wall as he explained. “I've never felt a feeling like this in all these years, I feel weak and anxious when it comes to you, but at the same time it's such a pleasant warmth and delicious anxiety when you're around.... Oh! My cupid... What have you done?”
He asked with a sigh. You were confused and stunned by this information, you knew exactly what he was describing and what that feeling was. He was in love with you? But how?...
“My spell doesn't work on myself, I can't make someone fall in love with me. I didn't even know you could fall in love...”
You said as you took slow steps backwards, suddenly you felt a presence at your back and a shiver ran through your body as you felt two icy hands on your shoulders and a whisper close to your ear:
“We seem to have discovered something together. So why would I, the bogeyman, be in love with you, such a delicate cupid who is the complete opposite of me?”
The sensation of the king of nightmares' icy touch on your warm skin brought a small thermal shock to both of them, his presence so close exuded a very strong negative energy, but at the same time transformed it into a pleasurable adrenaline and fear. His question made you quiet and also thoughtful:
“Did that leave you speechless, love?” he asked, speaking close to your ear while his hands rubbed your shoulders and squeezed them lightly, making him inhale deeply as he felt satisfied and relaxed at finally being able to feel you and satisfy his curiosity about what it was like to touch your soft skin.
“I don't know what to say... I can only say that we don't decide who we fall in love with, it's impossible to control the desires of the heart. And I can't undo that since it wasn't my spell, it was natural.”
“I confess I wanted you to undo that...” He explained as one of his hands left your shoulder and went to your waist, bringing you closer to him until your back and wings brushed against his chest. “It made me so weak, but I changed my mind when I realized how good this feeling was, but also how torturous... It's an almost addictive sensation, and so new.”
As he spoke close to your neck with the sensation of his lips almost touching your sensitive skin, your attention went to his hand, which was on your shoulder and slowly descending, tracing its way down your skin, to your elbow and arriving at your small and delicate hand. His long, slender fingers intertwined with yours, and the energy of that touch gave you a different sensation, of course there was no good energy coming from Pitch, but somehow you felt a warm, protective feeling, therefore of great danger and you felt the same anxiety.
Your gaze shifted from your entwined hands to his face, your heart softening as you saw the way he looked at you, revealing the deep burning desire in his eyes. For the first time you discovered that there was love in the eyes of the king of nightmares. But you were uncertain, he was your enemy, you couldn't trust the man who was as treacherous as a snake, and besides, what would your friends think of that? You snapped out of your thoughts when you heard a small laugh from him:
“I don't understand love, but there's something that leads me to believe that we were meant for each other. It's evident from the mere contact of our hands.” He spoke in a calm, enveloping voice as he lightly squeezed your waist and caressed your hand. That's when you pulled away and faced him, and he felt an emptiness at that.
“I can't.” You said thoughtfully and with a hint of sadness, this couldn't happen, you were a guardian and you were supposed to protect the children from the bogeyman. Unfortunately he was right, however wrong it was, it seemed certain that you were soul mates. That smile wouldn't leave his face.
“You're afraid of giving yourself to me, afraid of finding out what the other guardians will think, afraid of disappointing them.” The taller man approached you and grabbed your chin, lifting your face, forcing you to face him once more. “Am I right, my cupid?”
“But my goal is to destroy you.”
Holding your chin firmly, he moved even closer, and you stared into the deep golden eyes that were fixed on your lips. That man's ability to bewitch you and influence you to give in was remarkable, and it was practically impossible to resist after so many looks, touches and closeness... He was bewitching you like a snake that grabs its prey so cautiously to strike next:
“You already destroy me completely just by your presence... Don't you see that I'm totally at your mercy, darling? You have me in the palm of your hand.”
Cupid, which was you, felt almost as if you were being seduced into opening Pandora's box, about to unlock the doors to dangerous territory with no turning back. It was slowly turning into a game of pride and hesitation. Their faces were so close that you could feel them both breathing, a chill went through his stomach and he felt his cheeks start to heat up. Before you could say anything, you were surprised by his kiss on your red lips, breaking the distance and forcing you to give in to your hidden desires. Your eyes widened in surprise at the bogeyman's audacity, but you returned the kiss after closing your eyes.
While you were kissing with such fervor, Pitch slid his hand around your waist, drawing you close to him, joining your bodies, while his other hand went up to the back of your neck, gently pulling your hair. This made you moan involuntarily during the kiss, at which point he took the opportunity to explore your mouth with his tongue. Pitch held you so close to his body that he seemed to have waited years for this moment, he was desperate to feel you, your body, your lips and hear your sweet moans. You had never experienced a kiss like this, it was so needy, possessive and deep, you felt as if you were the only creature that mattered to him and his most valuable possession, and indeed, you were.
He interrupted the kiss, both of you panting, trying to catch your breath, you realized you were wrong that it was over when he started kissing your neck, distributing light bites and sucking on the sensitive, soft skin of the cupid, marking it like an animal marking territory. Your wings fluttered softly as you felt his cool fingers caressing them and his knee sliding between your legs, teasing you. Knowing he wanted to push the limits, you pushed him away from your neck, and your hands rested on his chest as your eyes met:
“That can't happen again...” He laughed when you said this and gradually let go of your arms and pulled away, feeling the flaming trail of your palm on his chest.
“Deny it all you want, I know you'll come back again and we'll have lots of dates like this, love.” The taller man removed the small lock of hair from your face. “You know where my hideout is, just visit me.”
That man knew very well how to manipulate someone, especially a creature as sentimental and romantic as you. He magically took your little bow and arrow from his back and handed it to you, and as soon as you took it you looked at him doubtfully:
“Until another day, my cupid.”
As he said this he snapped his fingers and suddenly you no longer felt the ground around your feet and you fell into that darkness, desperately trying to find a position to fly to, but as soon as you did you were teleported back to your temple, specifically into your bedroom and fell onto your bed. You were breathing heavily from the adrenaline and the unexpected fright, so you sat on the bed thinking about what had happened and running your hand through your hair.
Your enemy had just declared his feelings to you, given himself to you completely, and then kissed you and you gave in to that temptation. Taking a deep breath, you wrapped your arms around yourself, feeling empty for having stopped such bold caresses.
When you got out of bed, confused by your feelings, you wondered what your next meeting would be like, if it would be the same and if you should give in next time, or if there would be a next time. And as you looked in the mirror you also wondered how you were going to hide those marks on your neck from your guardian friends...
End...
ASMR | Ace Attorney - Miles Edgeworth x Listener SFW Becoming Edgeworth's Assistant
[M4A] [First meeting] [Takes place mid-Turnabout Samurai so spoilers for the game up to that point] [Slightly implied listener has a crush on Edgeworth, but there's no explicitly romantic content in this audio]
I can't believe I didn't think of doing an Edgeworth audio sooner. And no I'm not trying to do an impression of him in the anime, I haven't seen the anime, this is the voice I gave him when I was playing the games on stream. I was wracking my brain trying to think of new characters to voice and if there's any new popular fandoms and couldn't think of anything other than Hades 2, and then I remembered Edgeworth exists and I've never voiced him for an audio and I couldn't believe I hadn't thought of voicing him sooner.
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Old public spicy audios on sound gasm (link in pinned post). 2 Exclusive spicy audios on Patreon every month. I also stream on Twitch every week @ dervampireprince . [minors + ageless blogs dni. this blog is for 18+ only.] [do not repost/reupload/edit any of my content]
how to disappear. (opla!zoro x fem!reader)
synopsis: joining luffy’s crew made you believe that you’d finally escaped your former pirate crew and nightmare of a captain for good. that is, until a certain butler starts looking a little too familiar. good thing zoro’s keeping a close eye on you.
warnings: opla spoilers (ep 3), some direct dialogue from opla, mentions of verbal/physical abuse, kuro is just a weirdo tbh, reader is called a bitch, protective zoro, for the sake of the story sham and buchie joined the black cat pirates after reader left
word count: 4.7k
Betraying a Spider (Miguel O'hara x reader)
synopsis: you love Miguel and have been trying your best to ignore the parts of him you didn't like. these parts of him being his obsession with work and desire to control others leading him to make morally questionable actions. the recent encounter with Miles Morales leads you to cross Miguel and an argument follows.
word count: 1809
genre: angst
warnings: sfw, cussing, spoilers for Across the Spider-verse
notes: first fic... hope this goes well.
also i don't know how to add a line so here:
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you met Miguel a couple of years ago. he sought you out after your blood miraculously saved your best friend, Peter Parker.
in your universe, Peter Parker was bitten by a radioactive spider and he became the one and only spiderman. you were also bitten by a radioactive spider. however, this spider simply made you sick and failed to give you any super powers.
you continued to believe you were powerless until the day Peter had been beaten to the brink of death in a fight alongside the avengers. he'd been in a coma for six months. Dr. Bruce Banner worked tirelessly for a solution to wake him up, trying all kinds of tests and experiments to save him. eventually, he began to believe that nothing could be done for your friend. that was until Dr. Banner discovered that you too were bitten by a radioactive spider and decided that a blood transfusion from your body to Peter's may elicit some sort of reaction in Peter. His theory proved to be correct. Peter woke up within minutes of your blood in his veins.
when Miguel received word that a colleague he had assumed was all but dead was in fact very alive and back swinging through the streets of new york, he had to meet the woman responsible for saving him. after running more tests with Dr. Banner and confirming that it was in fact your blood that saved Peter, he took you back to HQ. here you discovered that while you didn't have super strength or the ability to shoot webs from your wrists, you still possessed a super ability: healing. and were thus deemed a Spiderwoman. your dna was altered by the spider and after experimenting with other spider people and regular humans it appeared that your blood affected the spider people and no one else.
Slenderman x Reader || Oneshot
Plot: You and Slender have had a big fight, and broke up. You’re both done. Things are just too hard for you both, to stay together. You’ve broken it up and made it up more times then either of you care to count and you just cant do it anymore. You want each other, you need each other, you love each other more then anything else- But you’re giving up. You think its right thing to do.
Now, watch Offender, who is definitely the least knowledgeable man on earth about love, talk to his brother and fix this.
Warnings: Angst (Though I tried to put some comedy in there!) with an insinuated happy ending. Also, obviously, Offender.
Tagging: @ladala-shihiro , @miss-understood , and @yesthetrashbin . I hope y'all like this! ^^
This is a work off my old blog, @mainstreambaddies , remastered ^^ I was reminded about it talking to @marinerainbow ^^
Not Your Captain | ISWM x reader Pt. 3
Summary: It’s a race against time to save your crew, but will it be too late?
Length: 2098
Warning: Violence, intense action stuff, wounds
A/N: Got too long, part 4 is coming, woof! Also, congrats on graduating @crazy-obsessed-enby !! I’m proud, I’ll be graduating next year, too!
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Two shots were heard, one from Gunther, where he missed and hit the ceiling and one from you, standing a few feet away from behind Wil, holding a gun and glared deadly daggers at him. You aimed it towards Wil’s hand, and managed to shoot his gun out from his hands.
“Get. Off. My. Ship,” You gritted out, slowly walking towards him, and pressed the gun against Wil’s back. Wil slowly raised his arms up, turning to face you slowly. Mark watched you, pure fury in your eyes, an aura that made him shiver with fear.
“Any more movement towards my crew, and I’ll rip your spinal cord out, and shove it back down your throat,” You threatened, raising your gun higher so it would point at his face. He stared at you for a second, which felt like it was hours, until he breathed out a soft chuckle, then soon grew into a loud giggle, then an insane laugh. He clutched his stomach as if you said the funniest joke ever, which made you even more angry.
“You really haven’t changed at all!!” He manically said, his hand reaching to grab his butterfly knife and lunged at you. Gunther immediately pulled the trigger to shoot at Wil, but the insane man just blew a raspberry.
“Mommy and daddy are talking!” Wil snapped his fingers, and in an instant, Gunther’s gun was gone. You heard the ADS leader spit out some curses, and you jumped out of Wil’s slashing.
You ducked under Wil and bashed your fist against the door pad, which closed the hall door to prevent the crew from getting hurt. You ignored the shouts from them and charged at the insane man, who was basically dance fighting.
“Stop it Wilford! I told you that I won’t play anymore of your games!” You hissed at him, redirecting his attacks. Wil giggled loudly and managed to slash your cheek, making you yelp in pain.
“I told you to stop playing this game! Now you’re going to play something else! Something more… heisty!” He gleefully claimed, which made your eyes widened at his words. No. He’s not taking you away.
“I’m not part of your reality anymore, Wilford! This is my own reality, and I could do whatever I want!” You finally got the upper hand and got the butterfly out of his hand, and pressed your own knife against his neck.
“In here, I can stop you from doing your shit,” You growled, pushing him back to the airlock slowly, so close to finally getting rid of him.
“Can you?” He tilted his head like a puppy. You opened your mouth to say something else, but Wil shushed you by placing a finger on your lips.
“I think you should be more worried about your wound than throwing a tantrum,” He crossed his arms with a disappointed parent. You were confused as to what he meant, but suddenly felt pain at your waist.
You looked down to see a stab wound in your stomach, making your vision feel dizzy. You placed a hand over your wound, and you got pushed against the wall by Wil, who grabbed your other arm and pinned it over your head.
“Now don’t get all pouty with me! After all those times you had to restart to get a perfect loop, how many times did you use your crew mates as pawns to get what you want?” He tsked, raising an eyebrow.
“Are you really going to put them through hell again just for you to do it all over?” The way Wil said it, and with that stupid grin on his face, it’s all just a joke to him. You tried to scowl at him, but he pushed you further against the wall.
“Hush now, my dear gumdrop. We will have fun, with Damien and Celine again,” Wil cooed, bringing his butterfly knife up to your face. You then yelled in pain due to Wil pressing the knife in your wound.
“Just let me bring you to sleep,”
SHING
What he didn’t expect, or what any of you didn’t expect, was for a knife to be deep inside Wil’s side, and for Mark to push it deeper with an angry look. You covered your mouth in shock at the action, as Wil dropped the knife from his hand.
“We’re both tired of everything we have been through because of the wormholes. We finally have the happy life we worked hard for, and I’m not going to let you take that away!!” Mark growled and kicked the knife away.
“You better not move if you know what’s good for you!” Gunther went into action and pulled out another gun, with Mark pushing Wil to the ground and digging his knee on the man’s back. Celci and Mack took into action and ran to your side, helping you up.
“Such a shame…” Wilford mumbled out, straining his head up, but it was forced down by Gunther’s boot. Burt came back with first aid and went over to try and treat your wound.
“Gumdrop, we would have so much fun together… yet you try so hard to try and avoid me,” He said in a sad tone, tsking like he was scolding a child. That made Mark furious. Doesn’t Wil see that you’re in pain, wounded because of him, and he’s acting as if you started the problem?!
“What should we do with him, Captain?” Celci asked hesitantly, with her arm balancing you to stand. You looked down at Wil, who kept on spewing nonsense while giggling, and looked down the hall.
“Send him to the airlock,” You simply said, not making eye contact with any of them. They all looked at you in shock, with Burt finishing your wound. Mack watched at you for a moment, before nodding.
“You heard the Captain, throw him in the airlock!” He turned to Gunther and Mark, who immediately did as they were told and lifted Wil up, who made no effort on fighting and kept on giggling like a madman.
“You can never avoid me!!” Was the last thing you heard before doors shutting and the computer saying air locked opened. You sighed in relief, but then felt your knees buckled under you. You collapsed in Burt’s arms, where he held you closely to him.
Mack watched you, feeling guilt and sadness, seeing you like this. But before he opened his mouth to say anything, the ship began to shake violently. Celci and Mack held onto the side walls as Burt kept you steady, and Mark and Gunther ran back in view.
“Captain! The wormhole is back!” Mark panicked, all of the memories that happened to you and Mark were flooding back, so he cowered in fear. You noticed Mark’s reaction and quickly realized what was happening.
“It’s not a wormhole! It’s Wilford!” You shouted angrily, grabbing the ship’s side to stand up straight.
“He’s not going to let me go that easily, he never did,” You gritted out. You knew what he was doing, how he was trying to use a wormhole to bring you back to his reality so he could do whatever he wants with you. You’re not going to let that happen.
“I’m going to need help from all of you, we need to escape that wormhole like before, if not, we’ll be stuck in Wilford’s reality forever,” You hissed, trying to to let your wound get worse.
“Gunther, make sure weaponry is seacure. Celci, check on cryo to make sure there aren't any leaks. Burt, check for any damages in case we go through. Mark, watch over reactor,” You commanded the crew, who nodded and ran off to save the Invincible II, leaving you and Mack alone.
“Mack,” The head engineer turned to you, and you gave him a smile, still in pain.
“Take control of the ship,” That made Mack freeze and look at you like you had multiple heads. The amount of times he tried to be Captain, to take control, you always shot it down and how upset he would get. And now you’re offering him to be Captain, so why is he so hesitant now?
“Captain, I-” You cut him off by placing a hand on his cheek and giving him a soft look.
“Mack, I know you’ll get us out of here. I’ll be fine, just go and save us,” You said, smiling a little. He stared at you for a moment, before slowly nodding.
“Go to the med bay and rest, for the crew,” He added the last part quickly, and you felt lips on your cheek before he ran down the hall. You gave a small laugh and limped your way to the med bay.
“Computer, activate Wormhole Protocol!” You managed to yell out, trying to regain your vision.
“Wormhole Protocol unable to activate due to-” Computer’s voice was cut off, glitching until you heard a familiar voice.
“Due to you being a sore loser, gumdrop! You can’t keep avoiding me!!” Wil’s voice boomed out through the hall.
“Wilford! You stop cheating!” You shouted angrily. If he wants to be stubborn, you can be stubborn back.
“How dare you say that?! I never cheat!!” He gasped, appalled at your accusation.
“How about that time when we played murder mystery?” You hissed, pressing your hand over the door pad to get into med bay.
“You started to like it!” He defended, and you knew he crossed his arms and stomped his foot like a child.
“I’m going to kill you, Wilford!!” You scowled, pointing at the ceiling.
“Oh, how I missed you threatening my life, sugarplum! You’re just so filled with cute anger!!” He swooned, which made you realize talking to him was pointless.
꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂
Mack made it to the main controls, where he pressed down on the panel to activate the wheel.
“They don’t belong with you, Mat my dear,” Mack froze, hearing Wil’s voice so close.
“They belong with me! They always belonged with me since the beginning! We partied together, we grew up together, I should have them here with me!” Wil whined and argued.
“Captain belongs here, where they don’t have to deal with you! They made up their mind, why can’t you see that!?” Mack argued back, feeling furious with the man.
“Why can’t you see that you’re not real?” Mack stopped at that statement, all he could hear was the ship creaking and shaking, then faded into silence.
“Each and every member on this ship, you’re nothing but a pawn in this reality. They could simply get rid of you if they wanted to. They get to choose whether you exist or not,” Wil explained further, where Mack felt an invisible grip around his wrist, stopping him from pressing down on the wormhole protocol.
“Getting rid of them, can make you be in control for once. Let you choose your path instead of them,” There were various voices getting louder and closer, which made Mack realize Wil was literally in his head.
“Everyone here is just here for their amusement. You can fix that,” Wil giggled out, voices swarming around his head.
Mack suddenly felt a force grip his neck tightly, which he instinctively tried to claw at whatever was holding him. With a quick flash, the engineers could make out a distorted Wilford in front of him, who gave him a giant smile, showing his teeth.
“Just give them to me,”
꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂
Meanwhile, you were hooking yourself up at med bay, trying to hold it together for your crew. You prayed that Mack would know what is right and get you all out of here. You felt the life support getting injected into your body, where you know you had only a few minutes of consciousness.
“Please Mack… do the right thing…” You whispered, body feeling heavy.
“Wormhole protocol activating, advise to be in cryopods,” You finally heard, m,Qing you smile at that. The ship shook once more, and you felt yourself growing tired. Then, you heard Wil, but now… he was begging and pleading.
“NO SUGARPLUM!! I CAN’T LET YOU LEAVE!! YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE I REMEMBER!!” You covered your ears to ignore his cries, avoiding the guilt and shame growing. Even after everything he’s done, he was still your friend.
“YOU’RE THE ONE I STILL HAVE, THE ONE THAT HASN'T GOTTEN AWAY, THE ONE I STILL LO-!!” You didn’t hear anything else as you blacked out from the life support.
“Wormhole protocol engaged, high speed activating… now,”
“Goodbye Colonel… You’ll only live in a memory…”
Masterlist: Weapons Don't Weep
!No Way Home Spoilers Ahead!
Synopsis: Instead of being caught by Dr. Strange, the injured Doc Ock stumbles into a very oblivious Y/N.
Warnings: Angst, canon-typical violence, Mentions of Blood and Injury, Age Gap (reader is in their 20's), Alcohol and Smoking, Cussing, Mental Illness, probably smut at some point idk
Notes: Canon Divergence, Hurt/Comfort, Fem! Reader
A/N: Since you guys wanted me to continue this story, I thought why not? but pls remember that I am in fact very cringe, sooo...
Chapters
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Homemade Sabriel gif! #1