How U Been???

GUESS WHO GOT FUCKING SICK

I Did! which is horrible I can't do shit at all.

anyways

I'm not done with one-sided for it to be released so we'll see once

i feel better. :)))))

hows ur day been so far?

Oh nooooooo— make sure to rest plenty! And take your medicine! Don’t rush your work always prioritize your health 🫶

I just woke up so it’s great. I have cake and I’m really excited to eat it

Side Story— Punishment

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#SYNOPSIS— you’ve ignored a direct order from Quaritch.

#WARNING(S)— This is a dark fic, yandere, manipulative/ manipulation, unhealthy obsession, unhealthy fixation, implications of dubcon, non-consensual touching, dark quaritch, abuse of power, dubcon/noncon, smut, older man/younger woman, age gap, voyeurism(?) spanking, pussy spanking,

#CHARACTER(S)— Colonel Miles Quaritch,

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You teeth gnawed at your lip, tears streaming down your rosy cheeks. Your hair was tussled and tangled from the harsh yank you received from the Colonel. It was to your displeasure that Quaritch had found out you were planning to leave with the science pukes. He had specifically told you, under no circumstances would you go. A direct order from him— and you deliberately went against him. You quieted down your sobs, breath hitching as you gazed up at him. His icy blue gaze pierced through your soul, a swirl of emotions in them. He was disappointed in you— he was furious to keep seeing you choose others instead of him.

Wasn’t he kind to you? Wasn’t he wonderful to you? He used his own rank to give you but the best of things, oh you wanted steak for dinner? He would order it for you, oh you wanted a nice silk blouse? He would provided it for you. He did everything for you. And yet you do things like these— actions that go against him. But nothing he won’t able to straighten up, you needed a firm hand to keep you in your place. It was the only way you would learn.

His eyes narrowed, he would be lying if he said you weren’t a pretty sight. Puffy swollen lips, flushed face and bright doe glistening eyes, Oh— and the cherry on top? Your blouse ripped and strained from his prowess. A reminder of his brutal strength and the power he had over you. He gripped onto your forearm dragging you towards his desk uncaring of your unbalanced steps. He slammed you down, pressing a flat palm on your back.

❝ Quaritch please— ❞ your begging had gone ignored, he refused to even entertain your pathetic cries. He won’t be swayed by your begging or whimpering; if anything it might just make his cock hard but it certainly won’t get you out of this punishment. ❝ Not another word you brat— not a single word ❞ he hissed through clenched teeth. You struggled against his grasp but not once did he budge. ❝ Quaritch! ❞ you pleaded, hiccuping as you felt his hands wander down toward your ass. With a firm grip on your skirt he brought down the fabric ❝ You wanted to act like brat? You’ll be treated like a brat ❞

His hands groped your flesh, rubbing soothing circles with his thumb ❝ It’s my fault really— spoiled you too much. But don’t worry, daddy will fix that attitude of yours ❞ He left a quick pat on your ass, fingers fumbling with his belt. A wave of dread washed over you, the clinking of a belt buckle unlatching was the only residing sound. ❝ No!— Stop— Stop! Don’t you dare!— ❞ SMACK-! You let out a cry of pain feeling the sting of leather land painfully on your ass. The pain had shot up your spine, your legs kicking helplessly.

Fresh tears rolled down your cheeks, SMACK-! Your body jolted forward another cry of pain leaving your lips. The leather rested where it had landed— a threat. Your body racked with sobs as you continued to wail in pain. You struggled against him trying to slip away from his painful grip ❝ Quit yer’ moving!— damnit! ❞ the belt slipped from his fingers adding further damage to his anger. Curling his lips up into a snarl, he reared his hand back landing a painful hit on your ass. The force caused the flesh of your ass to ripple from the impact. You screamed out in pain, another batch of fresh tears bursting from your eyes. Your ass felt like it was on fire and Quaritch showed no signs of letting up. Humiliation and shame washed over you, you’ve never expected to be punished like a child

His cruelty knew no bounds, he would deliberately target the same spot he’s hit over and over again; refusing to wait for the throbbing pain to die down before he struck again. ❝Please—Stop quaritch! It hurts—! ❞ His wicked assaults continued, ❝Maybe next time you’ll think your actions through— ❞ He spat out in frustration, landing another painful smack on your ass. Your body wracked with an onslaught of tears and sobs. The sound of wailing and suffering echoed throughout the room. His hands were brutal as they hit your reddening cheeks again and again. You screamed and sobbed out in pain, unable to restrain yourself from begging him to stop. To please— stop He ignored your chocked up cries.

The faintest ghost of a cruel smile touched his lips, he enjoyed hearing your pitiful cries. Quaritch took a step back, gazing at the appreciated sight in front of him. His pretty girl bent over with fresh markings decorating your ass. His eyes narrowed dangerously, eyeing the way your feet shuffle uncomfortably. Unaware of the proactive view you’re giving him, your hips jerked in surprise feeling his fingers creep closer to your cunt. Your breath hitched, hips wiggling to stray from his touch. You shook like a leaf dreading what’s to come ❝ Quaritch ❞ you cried out, ❝ please, don’t ❞

His fingers pressed against your covered cunt, his thumb circled your weeping hole. Quaritch sucked in a breath, pleasantly surprised to feel your cunt dripping. Poor thing— it was begging to be touched, to be full of him. SMACK—! He landed a solid hit on your clit, your thighs buckled unexpectedly. A sob tore through your throat as your body trembled in agony. He drew his hand back— ❝ Colonel? It’s me Corporal Wainfleet, Parker wants to have a word with you ❞ Paying no mind to the continuous knocking on his door, Quaritch pulled aside your underwear; ❝ Colonel? ❞ the knocking continued. His fingers brushed against your clit, rolling it between his fingers even going as far as pinching it cruelly.

❝ Colonel? ❞ The knocking continue, progressing onto louder bangs. Quaritch let out a ‘tsk’ annoyed that he was being interrupted. Scowling, he drew his hand leaving you weeping cunt drooling for attention. Amongst your small pitiful cries you could hear Quaritch getting annoyed by Lyles persistent in going to see Parker. It didn’t take long to convince him to go, implicating that Parker was ready to unleash another tantrum when things weren’t going right. The door was slammed shut, Quaritch was gone leaving you alone in his office. You sniffled through your tears, body trembling as pain coursed throughout your body.

You couldn’t even bring yourself to stand up on your shaking legs, residing to staying still on the desk. You don’t know how long you stayed like that— seconds, minutes— maybe hours but in the end you were left to your own devices, choosing to wallow in your humiliation.

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BEING HIS BETROTHED

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#SYNOPSIS— being the betrothed of ao’nung isn’t easy. What happens if he finds out a forest boy caught your attention?

#WARNING(S)— jealousy, possessiveness, implications of unrequited love, yandere(?)

#CHARACTER(S)— ao’nung, Neteyam

An agreement between two prominent families promised their children to become lifelong mates. Thus you were betrothed to ao’nung since you were a child. Raised alongside each other, ao’nung had understood the role he was born with. He grasped onto these truths quicker than you did. You were to be his mate, the mother of his children, his future Tsahik. He had accepted that. Overjoyed even— he was thrilled to have you as his mate. He boasted about it to anyone he would encounter. How gorgeous you were— how kind and how perfect you are to him. The perfect mated couple.

But such expectations were burdening on your shoulder. To being the perfect match was to also being the perfect Tsahik for the clan. Every choice was judged by others— if you were far too childish, far too mature etc. It was tiring— draining even. At one point you began to resent Ao’nung. It was his fault— all these burdens on your shoulder were because of him.

Your life was planned out because of this betrothed. It was dull and boring— however that all changed when an Omatikaya family had landed on the beach asking for uturu. By the orders of the Olo’eyktan they were to be accepted like one of the people. To teach them the ways of the metkayina— you were tasked to teach the family of Toruk Makto. Unlike your betrothed you were ecstatic to teach them. It wasn’t every day you would personally teach the family of Toruk Makto.

You had gotten close with the oldest sully boy— Neteyam. He was different— he was kind, and oh— he was wonderful. You had grown to harbor a crush on the boy, likewise he held feelings for you. There was no use in hiding your feelings for each other when they were clear as the ocean. Obvious to anyone with eyes— with the way you both looked at each other. You would giggle at his remarks, batting your eyelashes at him, sneaking off at midnight to meet him in secret. But no matter how secretive the two of you were, someone was bound to notice. It was Ao’nung, he was skeptical with the relationship you had with Neteyam. At first he believed the two of you were nothing but friends, much to his annoyance. But it was only until later that he realized the longing looks and small caresses.

He was furious— enraged even. To think you would even entertain the idea of being the outcast mate— of allowing the forest boy to even have a silver of hope to be by your side. When it was him— him that could only be with you. He is your betrothed and you are to be his Tsahik. It pained him to see you be interested in someone else other than him. He confronted you about your relationship with neteyam, lashing at you in anger.

How dare the outcast even dream of having you? This never would of happened if you mated with him but he withheld the consummating, claiming that the both of you decided to take things slow. But now— he wasn’t so hospital with his decision. Ignoring your cries he dragged you towards his family hut. There he spoke to his parents in consummating your relationship, how it’s finally time for the two families to be brought together. His parents we’re ecstatic of the news— your betrothal with their son has lasted much longer than they thought

The consummating between the chiefs son and his betrothed was to be announced tomorrow. You were bombarded with congratulations and smiling faces— no matter how much you protested it was done. You would be bonded with Ao’nung— your fate was sealed.

I CAN'T WAIT SPIDER SEEING HIS MAMA ABIXHEJDHWBDJE THIS CHAPTER IS BEAUTIFULLLLLL

SAME— IM CURRENTLY DOING A DRABBLE BUT ONCE IM DONE ILL DEF BE WRITIN’ THE NEXT CHAPTER WHERE SPIDER MEETS HIS MAMA

Your dark Quaritch fic makes me smile 😊 I keep coming back to it.

I’m glad you like it!

feeling devious and mischievous rn . . !

cough— it’s almost done— ARUGJEH

👀OH? WHAT IS THIS I SEE? THAT SO GRACIOUSLY BLESSES MY EYES?

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Can’t wait— I’m drooling already

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Solo leveling

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The Redemption of Earl Nottingham

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YANDERE ADULT KAKASHI

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#SYNOPSIS— general headcanon of yandere adult Kakashi

#WARNING(s)—manipulative, unhealthy obsession/thoughts, possessive/possessiveness; mentions of noncon/dubcon, toxic friendship

As the years passed by and relationships start to nourish, Kakashi would be swooning over you. Introducing you to his team and close aids making sure to add in just what exactly you meant to him. He would order his little group of genin to stalk you around and give him weekly reports. Of course if there was anything suspicious such as a man visiting you in the middle of the night Kakashi wouldn’t hesitate to question you. Persistently asking about that man claiming he was on his midnight walk and coincidentally saw the man walking out of your abode.

He doesn’t need others challenging your relationship with him. He’s worked so hard for what he has know he won’t let anyone budge in. He’s a clingy man often inviting himself to your home without asking, preparing dinner/baths when you return from work/missions. He’ll feel anxious without knowing where you are, often uses his status as a ‘ elite jounin/ ex anbu captain ‘ as an excuse to check on your medical examines and missions. He feels anxious whenever his eyes aren’t set on you, often flaring his Sharingan in every crowded space of Konaha in order to find you. And when he does he immediately drag you back home with him.

He doesn’t get angry often he’s usually more relaxed and carefree but those characteristics of his don’t qualify to you. He’ll persistently ask you on what you were doing. Trying to drag out the simplest of information and somehow conjuring up thesis. There was no need to go out, the fridge was stockpiled with goods and so we’re the cabinets that much he knew. The house was in good condition nothing need repairing. His thoughts would darken, nothing was missing from your home so what exactly did you leave for? Was it somebody? A man? Just who exactly is he? He’s the only man in your life that much he made sure of.

His own awareness would be gone by then, hand tightening against your throat, the threat clear in the air as he stared down at you. He wants to exactly just what you were doing. The aftermath would all depend on your answer, if you choose to refrain from answering Kakashi has other methods to make you more complaint towards him. After the fiasco would happen he’ll lock you up in his own home setting up traps in case others or you try coming in/coming out. He didn’t want it to happen but you forced him to and he has no other option but to lock you up.

Can’t you see your the only thing he has left? He won’t feel any source of remorse for what’s he’s doing. As time passes and you nothing but a bird locked in a cage he would declare his feelings for you completely expecting for you to return them back in return. After all don’t childhood friends turn into childhood sweathearts? It won’t take long for him to take you to his bed and render you useless to his ministrations.

ACCEPTING HIM AS YOUR LOVER

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#SYNOPSIS— continuation of Quaritch obsessing over his ex lover

#WARNING(S)— implications of forced relationship, dark quaritch, yandere

#CHARACTER(S)— Recom! Colonel Miles Quaritch

To accept him was difficult— strenuous even. He was stubborn and resilient. Fueled by his desire to call you his. He was difficult to ignore, to pass him off as a stranger. He wasn’t— everything he did was a reminiscence to the original Miles Quaritch. The way he would smile with a cocky grin on his face. The way his eyes would light up when he would see you, saunter towards you with confidence in his steps.

Ever small thing he did reminded you of your past lover. The very man you once loved and cherished. It was difficult to be around him— painful even. It felt like you were betraying your past lover. As if you were replacing him with his clone— but there wasn’t much of a choice. He was always around you not once leaving you out of his sight. Hovering over you, snapping at other passerby’s. So you’ve come to terms with him, he is not the man you once loved but he is someone that you can grow to love. But it still felt wrong— as if you were trying to forget your old lover and substitute him for his clone.

But you couldn’t help it. He was once the man you loved. Quaritch however interpreted this as you growing accustomed to him— finally accepting him for he is. He was ecstatic to see an improvement. His efforts towards you weren’t going to waste— you’re accepting his presence rather than scurrying off to who knows where. He took it as a good sign— and so did his advances towards you continued. He pursued you without hesitance, showed off his new abilities to impress you.

He was alike to a lost puppy trialing after you, wanting your attention on him— solemnly on him. He would snarl and hiss at the others, tail lashing behind him like a feral cat. It was cute— in a way. Admittingly odd and surprisingly very different from his predecessor. He would purr when affection was granted to him. Overjoyed like a child, tail slapping against the ground.