The Police Caught And Arrested Him. But Despite The Heinous And Violent Crimes He Was Credibly Accused

The police caught and arrested him. But despite the heinous and violent crimes he was credibly accused of, he was released without bail. He was free for three months AFTER police discovered  that he was abusing 12 underage black girls.

Chrystul Kizer was raped and trafficked by this man for years.

She’s now facing life in prison for defending herself against her attacker.

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About a Bruise*

Summary: After a month of doting, loving, adoring Steve, because he requires the time and trust of convention, you sink to the floor and say, “Will you do something for me?”

Warnings: Smut. Oral sex. Facial.

A/N: 1.5k words. Happy Monday, here’s Stevie G!

He’s never had it like this.

Steve Rogers still gets butterflies when he undresses in front of you. Carved out of marble by the precise and masterful hand of Erksine’s serum, yet he still stands a little hunched, a little conscious of himself.

You’re confident. In him, more than anything. 

You’ve always been the instigator, or at least played the part. Steve’s nerves don’t eclipse his lust, no. But they do make him careful.

Too careful.

Gentle sex only. He holds you like an infant in need of swaddling. Kisses you slow and soft like your lips are buttercream. You love it, but sometimes you want to coax something else out of Captain America.

Something baser. Darker.

So, you get on your knees one opportune night after he gets a sip of Asgardian mead. Liquid courage— just a little.

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IX. Missing*

Summary: NSFW! Things come to a head and everyone starts to be on the same page. JJ’s identity is revealed, and so is your relationship with Bucky. Pairings: Steve Rogers x Reader/ Bucky Barnes x Reader

Ten Years Ago

JJ spends the night in the hospital upon her pediatrician’s request. In the morning a psychiatrist comes by to ask her questions that she doesn’t understand. Her parents sit by the bed, clutching onto each other’s hands as JJ draws a picture of a brick red house lined with shrubs.

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A Maddening World (Peter Parker X Reader) - Chapter Two

Summary:  (y/n) was only trying to get volunteer hours in order to gain admission into NYU. However, the Stark Mental Institution held more than she bargained for when she meets her patient, Peter Parker. She never planned to get mixed up with someone who is set on the idea that an alien named Thanos snapped half of all living creatures away and made everyone else forget, yet here she is. The universe has a funny way of trying to correct itself.

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‘Hi’. That was it, he only said ‘hi’. 

I started to stutter out my reply, “H-Hi, I’m (y/n), y-your new nurse.” 

He simply nodded at me and turned back around to look out the window. I had to think for a moment to figure out what else to say.

“Uh… the first thing on the schedule is breakfast. Do you eat here or do you-” I was saying before he cut me off. “I eat in the cafeteria like a normal patient, it’s on the 2nd floor next to the bathrooms.” I didn’t know what to think due to his tone. He sounded annoyed that I didn’t know what to do, or that I suggested he eats in his room. He coughed and I realized that he was standing at the door waiting for me. “Yeah sorry, I didn’t know exactly how it worked. Let’s go.” We walked in silence to the elevator and got in, the tension growing thicker with every step. “I’m not crazy you know.” I was shocked at his sudden words, “What?” “I’m not crazy or a psychopath. I just remember what I’m not suppose to remember. I see nightmares when I’m awake. I’m not crazy though.” “I never said you were.” “I know what people think and I know what they want to believe. It’s not true though.” I was angry when he said that, I never even thought that. I hate it when people just assume things about me. I was about to say something, but the elevator doors opened to reveal a hallway that was just as white as the other hallways. Peter seemed to be able to read my mind because the next thing he said was, “All of the hallways are white, they have to be. Other colors could possibly agitate the other patients. In my opinion though, the white is even more aggravating. Staring at nothing but blank walls all day? Yeah, no thanks.” “Oh, I guess that makes sense. I’ve always wondered why hospitals only have white walls. I agree with you though, it’s annoying to barely see any color, especially if this is where you live. It’s like there’s no color in life.”

Peter looked at me with with slight acceptance.

“You can say that again. The only color we get is in the recreation room on the 5th floor. Those walls are a lovely beige.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at what he said. I’m not quite sure if it was supposed to be a joke or not, but I couldn’t help myself. Thankfully, Peter gave me a slight smirk as he neared a set of double doors.

We walked into a huge room that looked a lot like a school cafeteria. The walls were a faded white that made it seem like this room was the least of the hospitals worries. The lines held a typical steel, buffet style with the limitation of full time kitchen staff members looking over and controlling exactly what each patient gets.

“So, this is the cafeteria. Volunteers can get food here through the shop at the end of the room,” Peter told me while pointing to the very back.

“Thanks, but I ate before I came here. I’m just going to go sit down at a table. Anywhere specific you want to go?”

“Yeah, I usually sit at the back table with Ned, his nurse Betty, and our friend Michelle.” He pointed towards a gray table that a boy and two girls who all looked to be around our age sat.

I gave Peter a slight nod and made my way to the table he indicated as he stepped into line.

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tapestry 👑 XV

Warnings: eventual dark elements (tags to be added as fic continues)

This is dark!(king)Steve and explicit. 18+ only.

Summary: King Steven had a wandering eye but you never thought it would fall upon you.

This Chapter: The pieces begin to move.

Note: Alright I eked out another chapter so here we go, on 15! already. What the hell y’all? This is wild. I mean come on. Wowee. Anyways, I’m running out of ways to thank you guys so just read the chapter already, lol.

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There was a bench on the upper floors where you liked to sit and watch the snow fall. Since your isolation, it had become ritual. You and Marge would perch on the wooden seat and stare out into the royal gardens, the hedges barren and coated in white. The sky was a pale shade of grey and the castle wall loomed like a giant sleeping beneath the snow. You found yourself lulled but the rare sense of peace.

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