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Kidnapping story part 1.
Immy and his parents are getting ready for church. He still lives with them despite being old enough to move out. This is because Immy is extremely sheltered from his strict parents. They walk to the church, which is pretty close to their house. Being devout Christians, they pick the house that would be close to the church. They're at church doing their thing and praying while outside Mors is vandalizing the church with a can of red spray paint. Spray painting a giant pentagram on the back of the church. He goes around doing this to all the churches in the area, and this is the first time he's found this church. He's a self-proclaimed Satanist even though satanists wouldn't accept him due to some fucked up shit he endorses and does. He likes to fuck with Christians by vandalizing their churches. As he's doing this he sees immy through the window praying on his knees. instantly Mors’ eyes widen and light up. something about immy makes Mors infatuated with him. He whispers under his breath. I have to cut him… immy's parents stay for the weekly parent meeting while immy starts to walk home. Mors walks up to immy. Hey there, what's your name? He says. I'm not really supposed to talk to strangers. immy replies. It's okay I won't be a stranger for Long… hey I have something to show you. mors practically pulls immy along to the back of the church. He shows him the pentagram he spray-painted. Immy starts to cry, he's sensitive like that. What did you do to our house of God? I gave it a little makeover doesn't it look beautiful? No it doesn't, you monster! Oh you think that's bad you don't know the half of it my love. love? Are you a homosexual? You know that's a sin right? Mors pins him down onto the floor and takes out his knife. Immy starts to yell. Hey, what are you doing!? Mors covers his mouth. Sshhh it's okay I won't do anything to you that I wouldn't do to myself. He caresses his arm. Your skin is so soft. He glides his knife across his arm making a slash and it starts bleeding. He smells his blood and looks in love. Your blood is amazing, you know that right? Immy is struggling to escape. please let me go, he says muffled. Mors gets off him. I'll see you tomorrow love. don't call me that.. then tell me what's your name. I- it's Immy… immy goes home but doesn't tell his parents about what happened because he's worried that they'll be disappointed in him for following a stranger. Even though he was practically pulled along without his consent. When his parents ask about the cut he just says that a fence scraped him on the way home. You know that's God's way of punishing you if you've done something wrong. Immy's mother says. Immy thinks to himself that this is his punishment for following a stranger. We'll go to church tomorrow for you to pray for forgiveness. Immy's dad says. Immy is terrified knowing that Mors will be back
Kidnapping story part 3.
Immy's eyes slowly open as he's still partially unconscious like when you're waking up but you can still hear and see your dreams. He's in a dark concrete basement with nothing but a single light bulb hanging from a string to light the room. The light is a warm orange color. His arms and legs are chained up with the chains connecting to a hook on the ceiling. As he becomes more conscious he realizes he's completely naked. Terrified, Immy starts looking around and then sees Mors standing there with a warm smile across his face. It's so weird seeing this terrible man with such a friendly facial expression. Immy tries to speak but his words are slurred from the drugging. Hello Immy, Mors says, welcome to my home. I hope you're feeling scared because you should be, but that's okay, I like you like that and soon you'll like you like that too. Immy tries to stand up but Falls back down the chains holding his arms up. While you were sleeping I drugged you even more to keep you sedated so you won't put up much of a fight as the first time I cut you. Such wonderful memories. You know I love you Immy, I just have a different way of showing it. Immy knows God can be very cruel at times and often punishes Humanity. Maybe this is also God's way of showing he cares for me, Immy thinks. And don't worry I didn't do anything to you when I undressed you. I would never do something like that to you, Immy. Well not yet anyways. Mors says then smiles. Anyway now that you're awake I'm going to leave you down here for a while to prepare you for what's next, mors says as he turns off the light. Goodbye love. Immy is left down there for 3 days. In his drugged state in the silently cries as he's left in this dark basement. Day one: because of the drugs in his system Immy is constantly fading in and out of consciousness but not long enough for him to fall asleep. The basement looks Pitch Black static. Immy has cried for the 11th time today. To be fair you really shouldn't count it separately because it's been a continuous cry with little breaks to rest his voice. After he's tired out all his cries he stares into the pitch black feeling severely understimulated his mind starts to wander into thoughts of depression questioning his fate and memories. Memories of his family, wondering if he'll ever be able to see them again, wondering if he'll ever be able to go to church again and talk to the other people there. He feels if this is God's way of teaching him he wonders what he did wrong. He feels shame and sadness with himself, not really anger because he is never angry. He's too shy to ever express anger. He wonders for hours what he did to deserve this and why God was testing him. Day two: he's starting to see things moving in the basement but he's not sure if it's real or just his brain Playing Tricks on him. But then he starts to wonder what if it's creatures sent by God to torture him even more? he wonders what if it's Fallen Angels coming to claim him? If this is the end? What if he's going to hell? What if he failed God's test by being kidnapped in the first place? The room looks like it's made out of bugs and Immy starts to see faces. Probably because of the constant exposure to darkness paired with the effects from the drugging. Day three: Immy is starting to break. He is desperate for physical touch from another human being, he was coddled by his parents quite a lot so he's used to being hugged and stuff. Immy's stomach growls. It's 3 days now and he's so hungry.
Kidnapping story part 4
Just then, Mors comes down to give Immy his “medicine”. Mors pokes him with a needle and injects Immy with some unknown drug, probably a special blend made by Mors. Immy immediately starts to blush and cling to Mors, desperate for physical touch. Aaaww I did somebody miss me? Instead of putting a bandage on after Mors pulls out the needle, he starts licking the area where the needle was. Immy blushes more and squirms around, letting out soft moans. foo- food… Immy mumbles. Oh yes, of course I should probably feed you. I don't want you dying. Mors goes upstairs and comes back down with a home cooked meal. I'm not like other kidnappers, Immy. I want to treat you well but I also want you to be hurt and scared… Mors starts feeding Immy himself and helps Immy chew and swallow by grabbing his jaw and gently moving it then holding his mouth closed. Mors kisses him on the cheek after he's done eating. Now, just four more days down here, my love. Immy starts to cry. wh- wha nn- nnuuu. It's okay, you should be happy. I was originally going to leave you down here for a month, but that made me feel bad for you because I do care for you regardless of what you think. Mors goes upstairs. Immy starts crying, and she tries to beg Mors to stay, desperate to talk to anyone, but Mors walks upstairs and locks the door. Day 4: Immy is breaking. He cries and screams and freaks out, needing to be interacted with. Day five: Immy finally starts to be able to sleep more. Day six, he spends sleeping mostly. Day 7: he's finally broken, I mean, it can get worse, but he's pretty beaten down. Morris comes down with a wooden cross and rope. Mors sets up the cross and redrugs Immy. He takes his limpy body and ties his arms and legs to the cross. You see, I wanted to put you on your symbol that you insist on praying to, to mock you and your God. I love you and me, but you are very stupid he says flirtally. But I didn't want to nail your hands and feet into it. That would be too far. Again, I would never do anything to you that I wouldn't do to myself. All of a sudden, Mors takes out a knife, and Immy starts to freak out, well, as much as he can, being drugged out of his mind. Morris takes the knife and holds Immy's arm and glides the knife across it, making a slash. Immy starts making unintelligible noises and tears stream down his face. Mors starts to lick his cut and drinks his blood. He then kisses Immy gently on the lips, feeding him his own blood, and Immy tries to spit it out, but Mors forces him to swallow. Good Boy~. He then goes to the other arm and starts to slice all the way down, cutting his arm open. Immy cries loudly in a mumbled gargle. Mors starts to cry from happiness seeing Immy like this. He sits down next to the cross and bathes in the euphoria he's getting from doing this. He unties Immy and snuggles him on the floor as they both cry. Mors takes out a medical kit. It's time to sew you up so you don't bleed out. Immy sits there and cries like a baby as Mors sews him up. Mors constantly reassures him that it's going to be okay and that he loves him. After he's done, Mors starts to head upstairs. See you later, my love. W- aaaaait! Immy cries. pl- please don't leave me down here… Immy gargles through his tears. Aw, do you want me to stay with you? Come here, love. You look so adorable like this. Mors holds Immy in his arms and stays with him for an hour, cuddling, before leaving. Immy doesn't love Moors, but he's so desperate for human contact after being isolated for so long.
Stitching my heart togeather again and again, my flame is coming to an end
Upon closer inspection, there lays some imperfection
Last breath
Mourning the harm
Lead me to my misery
Confessional box bj (inspired by Joyce Lee's artwork)
Haunt me
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🩸 Announcing: Astarion’s Thirst Collection! 🩸
Calling all Astarion fans! If you've been waiting for a place to showcase (or enjoy) thirst for our favorite vampire in both his ascended and unascended forms, I've created the Astarion’s Thirst collection on AO3. 😈 Whether it’s sensual, dark, explicit, or anywhere in between, this collection is for those of us who appreciate the steamy and seductive sides of Astarion! 💋
🔞 Details:
Mature and Explicit works are welcome!
Sensual works, dark romance, dubious consent, and kinks are all accepted (just make sure to tag properly).
OC x Astarion, Tav x Astarion, or even solo explorations of Astarion's thirst—all ships welcome! 🍷
Exploitative content on Astarion’s trauma might not fit, so contact me if you're unsure.
📌 Ascended or unascended, both are welcome! Join here and DM me if you have questions. If you are interested in having your work added to this collection, please feel free to just add yourself! I might also request invitations of works I think would be great but let me know what you guys think! Please consider reblogging to get the word out! Update: Ao3 guide on how to add your work to this collection!
To add your own work to someone else's collection:
Select the "Edit" button from the work's page, and scroll down to the "Associations" section.
Enter the collection name in the "Post to Collections / Challenges" field. You can start entering the collection's name, and the autocomplete list will populate with collections you can choose from. You can add the same work to multiple collections. For us its Astarion Thirst (Astarion_Thirst). It might take a bit of loading but it will show up (Yes, there is no 's)
Select "Post" to apply your changes.
If the collection is unmoderated or you're a member of the collection, your work will be immediately added to it. (Thats us!)
Thank you! Astarion Thirst is now the Largest AO3 Collection specific for our Vampire
This is a huge thank you to the community for rocking the shit out in 2 days!!! To get this collection to nearly 108 Collected works and nearly 60 bookmarks! Bookmarks were *recommended to me by people contacting me to add certain fics, or notify their authors*! Its amazing how much there is out there I have never seen and now, we have a place where everyone can go to, to check it out.
Also I will begin featuring fics on my blog on tumblr every other Sunday! first one coming tomorrow. These will be *completely at random* irrespective of size or following. Please check out the collection and read to your hearts content
Watch this space in the future with this banner for recommended fics from our collection. -Bella (Collection Curator)
🩸 Astarion’s Thirst Collection: Featured Works! 🩸
Welcome to the Astarion’s Thirst Collection spotlight, where we randomly feature incredible works that have been added to the collection or bookmarked by recommendation. No duplicate works, as we aim to highlight authors of all kinds within this community and multiple fics! Whether your story is part of the collection or has been recommended, if you see your work here, feel free to add it to the collection or reach out with any questions. Posting: Every Other Sunday
Catalogue Tags: AA: Ascended Astarion UA: Unascended Astarion
1. Forms of Imprisonment: @selunesdreams Read here Lore-heavy, great clear writer. I adore the focus on the slow burn, slow build, and the interplay between the two MCs. (UA) One Liner: Astarion searches the Waterdeep library for leads on a rumored daylight ring, only to become captivated by its overnight archivist.
2. Sweet Dreams, Darling: @deadly-diminuendo Read here Quick and dirty, yes some may take issue with this particular kink but we don't yuck other people's yums up in here. I do believe this is deliciously erotic. (UA) One Liner: An evening spent reading a racy romance novel awakens a fantasy you never knew you had. The thought of your sleeping body becoming a thing to be used for someone else's pleasure brings you an unexpected thrill.
3. Just to be Sure: @ghostfire Read here Short one, this. Kinky, blood kink and breeding kink. Need I say more? Well-written and cheeky. (UA) One Liner: "Ovulating all by yourself, beautiful?" meme.
4. I will never deserve you, but stay anyways: joy_no_killjoy Read here Longer and completed fic! This one is a lovely intimate exploration with smut, but I appreciated the unique take on an AA fic for this one. Softer AA, transformed. (AA) One Liner: As Xalena recovers from her near-death experience, she notices Astarion isn't quite the bloodthirsty tyrant she assumed he would become. Is it possible that the man she used to love is still there? A dangerous thought for a dangerous man.
5. Hunger is Satisfaction: CountTavula Read here Dubious consent and outright warnings apply! Darker descent for our AA here. Interesting take on the larger vampire world and the destiny of the Ascendant. (AA) One Liner: An explicit narrative exploring the Ascendant's all-consuming affections with a bit of angsty plot to tie it together.
Stay tuned for more random features from our beloved Astarion’s Thirst Collection! If you see your work and haven't added it to the collection, feel free to reach out or add it! 🖤
-Bella (Collection Curator)
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Fun Fact: Since we've been born we all are declared as dead.
Love u, bye! <3
Bakugo katsuki x reader
tw!! stalker, obsession, slight nsfw not really. Japanese nicknames. Translations at the bottom. :)
the light in my kitchen is what has me frozen outside my house, I’ve only been living in it for 3 months. the old house is loud, the floor boards always making a wheezing sound with each step you take the air stale but I’ve been using candles to cover the smell. I snap my car door shut as my heart picks up, I just got home from having a drink with my sister. She’s in the military so I don’t see her often and the slight buzz was just what I needed.
I slowly make my way up the stairs, cursing myself for not leaving the blinds open this one time. Im about 99.9% percent positive all the lights where off in the house when I left ,seeing how it was still broad daylight. I fish for my keys in my pocket but a shadow from my peripheral vision catches my eye, and now my hands are clammy, my hearts in my god damn head banging against my brain. Someone was definitely just in my kitchen.
No one’s in your house y/n your just imagining things, yeah that's it, its been a long fucking day lets get in the house I need a bathe and beauty rest. The keys already twisting in the doorknob and I'm slamming the door open like I'm not pissing myself and I'm so ready to take a burglar down if there’s one in here. I pause listening for any creaks, there's no way I wouldn't be able to hear someone ,this house is loud as fuck. I shut the door ,lock it ,and turn to the kitchen running for a knife because fuck that I'm still shitting my pants. Growing up I always use to believe in the paranormal, news flash I still do, and let's just say this house is perfect for a haunting. I check the whole house with my knife tight in my hand and my legs practically shaking. I love living alone because I enjoy my solitude ,very much but I've been traumatized since birth and almost everyday there’s at least one thing that shakes me to my core living by myself. I'm making my way out of the library when something bangs behind me and I'm frozen in place the tears are ready to fall I clutch the knife even harder I won’t go done easily. I whip around the breath caught in my throat.
“you got some pretty dark books in here, princess”. There’s a man standing 6 feet away from me. He’s holding a book in his hand the other in his pocket, he’s dressed head to toe in black, a hoodie hiding me from his piercing gaze, cargo pants, and combat boots. His hair peeks out and looks like an ashy blonde, he's tall, really tall like 6′4 . If I where to guess tall. My neck is craned looking up at him through my lashes.
“What are you doing in my house” it was meant to sound aggressive and dominant but it came out more of a.... holy fucking shit there's a man in my house standing literally 6 FEET AWAY FROM ME. “I came to visit you, I got a little tired of seeing you from afar. I wanted to see what my goddess looked like up close” he’s turned towards me now stepping closer as I step further away. His face is still hidden but I can see the smirk pulling at the corner of his lips.
Im gonna run. I'm gonna do it I know this house like the back of my hand this is just a random creeper ,i’ll go hide, call the police and everything will be fine. As I'm ready to take off his face drops , like if he just heard everything going through my mind and it stops me in my tracks. The air is thickening and his presence weighs heavily against me, my heart is beating so fast I swear he can hear it ,and as much as I'm terrified there's a hidden thrill starting to make itself known. “You going to run my little, tenshi?” panic, I'm panicking. And then I'm running, running out of the library through the kitchen and his footsteps are loud right behind me but I'm too scared to look .The tears are dripping down my face and I almost trip rounding the corner when I see how close he is behind me , right on top of me. A loud shrill leaves my throat and I hear him chuckle behind me .I'm racing up the stairs so close to victory , and then I'm snatched up and I'm screaming.
his back his firm against mine and I can feel his uneven breathing, his long arms wrapped around my stomach. I go to throw my head back ready to head butt him but he predicts it dodging and grabbing me by my head pushing my head against his shoulder. My tears make his face out to be blurry but he’s gorgeous possibly the hottest man I've ever laid my eyes on. His nose is sharp, mouth nice and plump, and his eyes, those have to be contacts their a deep red. crimson red to be specific. He has a scar going from his jaw up to his cheek on the right. And then I'm reminded that he's still holding me in the air. He twists the knife out of my hand, it slice’s through his flesh.
“A knife? You think that this could keep me away from you? God you’re breath taking ,my megami” He squeezes me tighter to him, he said something like that in the library too, something I can't decipher, what language is that? “I like when you run, the fear on your face shows your beauty so well. Like it was meant for you. ” he wipes one of my tears and then licks me from my cheek to my eye and then plants a kiss there. I cringe away and then I feel it, his bulge is pressing up against my back and I freeze completely. he gives me a smile and his dimples appear and I'm taken aback. He comes close to my ear, his lips brushing up against them and my heart stutters when his breath fans my face.
“ I thinks its time for bed my, tenshi. I'll be back for you but duty calls. Maybe we can play for longer next time. ” He carries me towards my room sets me on the bed and kisses my forehead. “goodnight ,baby” and he's out of my room 1..2...3 seconds tick by and I'm jumping out of my bed opening my door running down the stairs grabbing my phone. I go to check out the window but he's gone already no where to be found not a single creek from the floor when he left and that absolutely terrifies me. I'm ready to dial 911 when I text appears.
UNKNOWN
:calling the police wouldn’t be very smart little tenshi, after all you don't want any man whose ever even looked your way to be at your doorstep, dead at your feet. In my opinion, where they belong.”
tears are falling rapidly down my cheeks and I'm shaking so fucking hard my teeth are grinding, my phone buzz’s once more.
:now be a good girl and sleep, I'll be back.
Katsuki
I stand outside behind a tree as I watch her flush face stained with tears. She’s so fucking beautiful, I almost lost control. I need to take it slow with her. I have plenty of time after all…
She’s mine.
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Tenshi- angel
Megami- goddess
YAY!!! so this is something I've been thinking about making for awhile I've been reading ALOTTTTTT of books lately and they’ve all been dark romance and I'm kinda obsessedddd so this is just a sneak peak I hope you enjoyed!!!
Hey guys! It’s been a hot fucking minute but I’m currently writing a book! It’s Sci-fi/romfantasy! It’s more on the darker side my MMC is fucking crazy and does fucked up shit for my MFC, she’s also a bit fucked up lol. I would love to give you a summary of my book but I’m terrified someone would steal my idea 😭
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