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I didn't expect anyone to congratulate me, I was really surprised!

Thank you :)!

The Redemption of Earl Nottingham

#SYNPOSIS . Unable to stand your husband any longer you decide to flee from him

#WARNING(S) . Controlling husband, possessiveness, character death, arranged marriage, violence, brief description of blood.

#CHARACTER(S) . Earl Nottingham

How did it end up like this?

Being confined to your own chambers like a child while your husband belittled you for entertaining the advances of men. You were innnocent and yet your husband believed the words of others. As a woman of virtue and a married one at that— it appalled you that your husband would dare think of you as a harlot. At the end of your argument you were left with a ghostly complexion and your husband seething in rage.

You cried and yelled for him to let you out or for anyone to release you. But there was no response, only the echoes of your own pleas bouncing off the walls. No one would help you, having no source of companionship— not that you had any before. Seeing as how your husband has refrained you from attending any social events. It was just you and the various amount of books stacked in their shelf. When your had ran out of tears only a simmering fury threatened to erupt underneath your skin. You had vowed there and than, to refuse and be kept as a prisoner. How dare he act like a husband! For years he had ignored your very precense in this manor and now he believes he has some say over you?

And so what if you did entertain that mans advances?! He was kind, handsome and an honorable man. How could you not? When your husband could barley hold a torch against him. And now— he dare to act in such a manner? You raged— oh how you raged. You had been treated unfairly your whole life you couldn't bare it any longer. You would leave this manor and forsake this accursed marriage. It was a scandalous decision— but not one you would think twice.

The soft tap on the door broke your sense of thoughts, creaking open revealing a maid holding a tray, “ I have brought you lunch, madam “ the maid announced, her voice was devoid of any warmth. Before the maid could offer the tray, you had pushed her aside. Startled, the maid stumbled back, bewildered by your act of aggression. You hurried past her without a word, leaving the maid standing in the corridor. Your footsteps echoed loudly against the polished floor— not that you cared. You were leaving this mansion and for good. Suddenly, your husband appeared at the end of the corridor where they connected with the stairs leading down towards the front door— towards freedom. His eyes were ablaze with anger as he intercepted your path.

Your husband— Ian Nottingham, stood tall and imposing. His dark disheveled hair fell slightly around his angular face, framing his green eyes with an ominous look. His scar traced a jagged path on his left cheek— a reminder of the battle he fought and the wounds that have left him scarred. In the years, you've been married to him not once did you fully look at him. He was a terrifying man— with unpredictable behavior; he would throw fits of anger that shook the manor whole. His brows were furrowed into creases, adding into the intensity of his gaze. His jaw was set in a firm line, betraying the conflict within him.

“What?” His voice rumbled with venom. “Do you find me even more repulsive up close? Hmm?” Fury twisted his face as he spat the words. His hand shot out, gripping your wrist tightly, causing you to cry out in pain from his rough handling. His imposing frame loomed over you, the flickering candles casting ominous shadows on his face. He was terrifying, “Is that why you were unfaithful? Was the baron so charming? Did that snake promise you eternal love?” he snarled, shaking your wrist violently.

With tears in your eyes, you shouted, “Think of it however you want!” You pulled at your wrist, struggling fiercely against his grip. His jaw locked, “No matter what you do to try to change this, dearest, you are still my wife in the eyes of both men and heaven, and I your husband “

It felt as if the world was shattering around you. Husband? How dare he call himself that? He had spent an eternity ignoring you—the same man who took you to the altar and made vows. “My husband? Do you really have the right to call yourself that? You never treated me as a wife! This marriage is over!”

Anger twisted his face into a contorted mask of rage, his green eyes flashing with a volatile mix of fury and jealousy. His jaw clenched so tightly it seemed like it might shatter, and his nostrils flared as if struggling to contain a storm within. His brows drew together into a dark scowl, the muscles in his forehead bunching in a way that made his anger almost palpable. Every line in his face seemed to deepen with the intensity of his emotions, reflecting not just a burning anger but also a bitter, jealous hurt that cut deeper than any physical blow. The very air around him seemed to crackle with his overwhelming sense of fury and resentment.

“Did you truly love him?” he demanded, his voice cold and harsh. It felt like speaking to a wall; his rage was the only thing driving him now. His grip on your wrist tightened to the point of pain, and you could feel the bruising pressure already forming, “ Ow! Let go!” you cried out, struggling against his unyielding hold, “ You cannot escape me! Even in death you shall not leave! Even if this cursed manor collapsed around us!”

Straining to free yourself from his iron grip, you felt a deepening frustration with each desperate tug. “Why are you doing this to me?!” you demanded, your voice breaking with a mix of anger and hurt. “What did I ever do to you?!” The resentment in your voice was palpable, each word a testament to the pain and bewilderment of feeling so unjustly targeted. You managed to break free from his grasp, quickly gathering the sides of your dress in your hands as you hurried away. Glancing back over your shoulder, you shouted, “I refuse to stay here any longer! I can’t spend the rest of my life trapped here like a ghost!”

“You can’t keep me her—!” you yelled, but as you rushed down, your foot had slipped on the edge of the stairs. Instantly, the world tilted as you lost your balance. A cold dread filled your chest as time seemed to stretch, and you felt yourself falling. Each step hit with a jarring thud, and the sharp, unforgiving edges of the stairs seemed to blur together. Finally, you crashed onto the floor below with a heavy thump, pain radiating through your body. The force of the impact left you gasping for breath, your vision momentarily darkening as you lay sprawled, disoriented and bruised. The room seemed to spin around you as you tried to regain your senses, each breath coming in ragged gasps.

A warm trickle of blood began to flow underneath your sprawled hair, staining the floor beneath you. The room swam around you as you lay sprawled, the metallic scent of blood mingling with the sharp pain, and you struggled to catch your breath, the darkness closing in at the edges of your vision.

The last thing you saw, was your husband crying out in anguish. Sobbing uncontrollably, hands clutching his face, eyes wide and frantic as he called your name over and over.

A smile crept across your lips.

You suppose you can find some solace in that—if your life, given in exchange for freedom, caused even a single moment of despair for him. That’s enough to ease your soul.

Thank you for these beautiful dividers! @rookthornesartistry

𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 | 𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐒 𝐍𝐨. 𝟏

𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦, 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘨 @𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘸.

SAFFRON

METALLIC GOLD

SATIN SHEEN GOLD

DARK GOLDENROD

DARK GOLDENROD

GOLDEN BROWN

FIELD DRAB

FIELD DRAB

GRADIENT

— Absolutely loved this!

𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 - benjicot blackwood

tag list: @maidr-00 @spider-stark @avataranne

a/n: first time writing smut, so please be respectful. more like a drabble. aged up benjicot.

request: could you write smut with benji when he returns to his wife all bloody from battle? just wild and feral benjicot

pairings: benjicot blackwood x fem (wife) reader

warnings: +18, smut, oral sex (f receiving), making out, blood, and little mentions of violence and gore.

ask me for permission before translating

Devoted, Benjicot was completely devoted to you, his beloved wife.

The obsession and love he felt for you were so overwhelming that sometimes he wondered if he was getting closer to madness. Every breath he took, every sigh, and every beat of his heart was dedicated to you, only you.

The thoughts he possessed were completely saturated and coated with your image, with your soft and pleasurable touch, with the intoxicating memory of your delicate and addictive smell, and with the vivid memory of your naked body next to his.

The love Benjicot Blackwood felt for you was as sweet and gentle as it was wild and overwhelming. It was like a burning flame that burned his veins, filling every cell of Benji's body and intensely involving his chest in an internal combustion that only calmed down when he was by his side and felt your touch.

He found his purpose in life in serving you, his dear and beautiful wife, with all the sweetness he possessed, while at the same time dedicating all his strength and attention to protecting you from the dangers of Westeros and anything that could harm you or even hurt you.

You were not only his wife but also everything he longed for, and he faithfully believed that you were a gift that the ancient gods he loved so much sent to him.

Only they knew how grateful he was for that.

And finally, after weeks away from home, far from you, Benjicot returned from one of his battles, covered in blood but without regrets. The longing he felt for you was palpable and erased any traces of regret or guilt he might have felt.

The craving he had for you was physical, an anxiety that built up with every step he took towards your fortress.

And when he got off his horse, both relief and anticipation surged within him as the sight of the familiar walls brought him profound relief, but nothing compared to the longing to see your face and to feel your arms around him again.

As he hurried towards you, without waiting for a single moment, he didn't hesitate to attack your lips with all the strength and sweetness he could muster at that moment.

Benjicot quickly wrapped you in his strong arms while pressing his bloody body to yours with urgency and hunger for weeks. His tongue explored your mouth with the same eagerness and desire as the first time he had done it, as if he needed to reassure himself that you were real and that you were really there after so long.

And before you could have a chance to speak, he grabbed you by the legs, placing you on top of the small table in the old office and kneeling himself between your legs.

His eyes were on you, looking at your expression of pleasure, memorizing every movement your lips made, and almost trembling when moans came from your beautiful lips.

He ate you out like a starving man, licking and biting every bit of your pussy while squeezing both your thighs with his thick, bloody hands, marking your body with the blood he had shed in battle as he reveled in what you had to offer him.

You were sweet against his mouth, and he was sure he could come at any moment driven by the sounds of your moans and the way you grabbed his hair to make him stop; however, he didn't and instead buried his head deeper between your legs, licking your clit with more hunger, ignoring the pain of the pulls you gave him and the suffocation that your legs created around his head.

And before you even knew it, a hoarse scream left your throat, and you came into his mouth, pulling his hair even more and making him moan against your pussy as he licked up all the mess you had made before standing up and devouring your lips once again.

"Well, I guess this was a welcome home gift for me." He said this as he placed his forehead against yours, smiling as he heard a little laugh come out of your mouth.

But before you could react, he claimed your lips once again, determined to end the ache he still had felt.

logging out rn ppl, see ya 🫡

english is not my first language, please be respectful!

◦˚~ ANIMATED HEARTS DIVIDERS by enchanthings ~˚◦

Info: these were all drawn & animated by me. please reblog/like if use!

DRABBLE — RUN RABBIT!

TW: blood, not very descriptive

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“ where are you? Is there something happening?— If something happened, we can talk about it” Adrenaline courses through your veins as you pushed against the leaves and bushes that got in your way. The endless forest stretched out beyond your eyesight— in a way it was haunting. You ran as if a wolf was nipping at your heels— you supposed it wasn’t far from the truth. You leaped behind a tree, pressing your back against the rough bark.

“ You hiding from me? “ you could hear your name being screamed out as his hysteria grew. The wind wailed between the trees, Coriolanus swore he could hear your voice— taunting him. The leaves crunched under his foot— walking deeper into the forest. He was close— too close for comfort. You could run for it— you should run for it. But your legs felt like jelly and your knees were locking together.

However, the fear of getting caught by him and the fate that awaited you was terrifying— so with a racing heart, you ran like mad. The trees beside you blurred as you continued running. You had thrown away stealth and instead gone for speed. At the corner of your eye you swore you saw a glinting metal aiming at you.

There was a loud ‘ BANG! ‘ and your body had hit the floor. Blood was pooling beneath you as a scream ripped out of your lungs. You gripped onto your pant leg as you tried to hold your cries of pain. Tears leaked the corner of your eyes as pain coursed throughout your entire body. Through your blurry eyesight you saw him— Coriolanus Snow heading your way with a gun loosely held in his palms. He looked down at you, with eyes narrowing. Piercing through your very soul— “ you were running from me “

Terror washed over you, raising the fine hairs on your back. He shot you— now your bleeding out in the forest all because you had ran from him. Was he going to kill you now? Because of your disobedience? Or was it because you knew too much? The color quickly drained from your face. Oh god— he was going to kill you and leave you here to rot.

He raised the gun towards you, “ You’ll regret running from me’ “ he vowed.

heyyy I was wondering when ur gonna update infatuation// if you are? just checking n stuff!

BTW I LOVE YOUR WRITING OMGGGGGGGGG

Im not entirely sure, but it’s a work in progress I’ll tell you that. I’ve been busy with finals and all that— but I assure you the series isn’t abandoned!

Ackkk— Thanks!

i want miles to stuff me full, like a turkey on thanks giving

happy thanks giving!

Happy thanks giving!

Lowkey think about restarting gon Tumblr, like with a new account and everything tbh. if I do it probably be when I come back officially.

It’s all up to you, if you feel like you need a fresh new start by all means do it!

There was this yandere ransom Drysdale x reader fanfic. Called Naughty Ransom Holidays.

This chapter where the author made ransom give a necklace to the reader. He ordered her to wear it. Yes, to show how he loves her and wants her close to her heart. But mostly her chest ... Haha. He got turned on when he was pounding her. The necklace would be between her perky breasts. And since Quaritch wondered if reader chan would wear his human dog tag, would he want her to wear it? If so, will be notice her necklace when he makes love to her? I am curious. From your infatuation series

I’m not sure— since Recom quaritch is a ‘ different ‘ person than the original Miles Quaritch. I think he would be a bit smug if they still did have his human dog tag. Because in his mind he’s like “ she’s been thinking of me all these years “

But than he starts accepting that he’s not human— he’s na’vi. He’s a different person, so he’ll start feeling conflicted and at one point might even view the dog tags with hatred.

I just thought about like a new story idea in this basically off a quote that I made thinking I was about like how like the Navi are and how they only take what they need.

So like when you watch the first Avatar movie you remember how neytiri got mad or upset Jake after she had killed the Viper wolves cause I didn't need to die.

I just thought of a quote based off of that scene.

"To take you have to give and to give you have to take."

That’s actually an on point quote and gives off a very clear viewpoint on how the na’vi hold such spiritual views. During the first movie, Neytiei told Jake, “ All energy is only borrowed and one day you’ll have to give it back “

Your quote reminded me of that scene.

Meeting a dreamwalker

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#SYNOPSIS— headcanons on Tsu’tey meeting a dreamwalker

#WARNING(S)— implications of racial discrimination

#CHARACTER(S)— Tsu’tey te rangloa ateyitan

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You were one of the few people chosen to be part of the avatar program. Wether you were a scientist or a soldier matters greatly. If you were a scientist you wouldn’t have much contact with the na’vi not without Jake putting in a good word for you. You would be watched over by Tsu’tey and become ‘ one of the people ‘ In the beginning he is cruel and refuses to teach you anything. He does not trust you and believes you are here to only bring havoc. But seeing how dedicated you are to his home he gives you a chance.

He is harsh and often calls you ‘ demon‘ with upturned lips and tail lashing. But you do not mind, in return you call him with an endearing nickname. At first he is not bothered but curiosity nitpicks at him. At one point he ask what it means but you refuse to answer. He scoffs at your refusal, nose scrunching up, he blabbers about ‘ sky people nonsense ‘

This banter between you continues, and so does his familiarity with you. He often chaste you for being distracted in the forest. Calls you a ‘ baby ‘ for making too much noise— not that he minds. He finds it endearing when you talk his ear off about ‘ nature and its electrical connection ‘ all he has to offer is ‘ it is eywa ‘

As time goes on he subconsciously seeks you out most of the time. Doing things only a male would do if he were interested in a female. He shows off his hunting skills and his strength, boast about how he’s a great gather too. He does not realize his affection for you unless someone points it out. He is denial and refuses to acknowledge his feelings for you. He battles with himself, claiming that being with a dreamwalker is wrong.

However, seeing Jake with his ex betrothed the idea somehow becomes tempting to him. He is difficult during this time, unsure as how to take his fist step in this new relationship he wants to form. He seeks wisdom from the tree of souls or Mo’at. Once he accepts his feelings for you, he’ll properly start courting you. He won’t shy away from his ministrations and would be bold in his actions.

💕💕spread the avatar love! send this to your favorite avatar writers/artists as appreciation for all that they do! thank you for helping keep the fandom alive with your works 💕💕

Hash—- thank you 🥹🫶

when you make a new chapter for Infatuation you do something where Miles sees y/n talking to some guy on the ship and he pulls her into his room and fucks her outta pure jealousy and this is how he's talking to her.

"You're*thursts*my*thursts*fucking*thursts*wife/gf*thursts*

I was planning to do something like that, maybe a Drabble? Or a oneshot — the chapters I’ve been posting have been pretty tame so the next chapter that is coming up is definitely gonna be feral.

Thank you, sometimes the advice you be giving me makes me think your Luke so.e God of wisdom or something.

The healing process We'll probably take like 3 to 5 months anyways but Thanks to my family for giving me attachment and abandonment issues cause now I'm super clingy to people and you saw how that went down.

Ha! Im in college so I’ve had my fair share of relationships and understand what your going through. I want you to know that there is nothing wrong with being clingy or having attachment issues. It simply means that people have missed out on the affection you wanted to give. And the people that will be coming into your life will be fortunate to get a friend like you but— respect personal boundaries as well!

It doesn’t matter how long your healing process takes, all that matters is that your striving to get better.

Lmao— I feel old writing this.

I'm so fucking done. My bf blocked me on everything. And here I have a fucking melt down over him bc he was first boy I actually ever loved, like I actually cared about him and our relationship and now it's fucking gone.

Relationships are never easy. No matter how much we love our partner if they don’t replicate those feelings back it’s time to let go. You should never beg someone to love you back. But I understand attachment isn’t easy to let go. I sincerely hope you start your healing process soon. You don’t have to forget your partner, you can always think back on the good memories they gave you but it’s not healthy to keep clinging.

Wish you the best 🫶

I want Miles to bend me over his lap and spank me until a tear rolls down my leg

actually, fuck that tear

I wanna it to be a flashflood between my legs

I mean— can I blame you for wanting that? Absolutely not, it would be a privilege to have quaritchs attention

I know I said I was leaving Tumblr for a while but...

i got 3 top stories coming out(when i actully come back to tumblr and wattpad)

I wish you roses

One-Sided

Demon Blood

and the third one is Recom Miles x one of my Navi ocs and a lil fun fact about her she is half ash and ash forest. and when her ash side comes into play (family and culture wise) it is wild like I've made up so much stuff for the ash navi in my head. (They are lowkey horrible people tbh) at least some parts but like when they all come out. ima have so much fun writing them.

Yes, if you wonder all of the books have at least a second book to them(maybe more ;)

Ackkk— I’m excited for the third one! Honestly, there’s not much work on Recom quaritch.

In the upcoming avatar movie they have said that the ‘ ash people ‘ would be ‘ evil ‘ so honestly having your character like that is really piquing mt curiosity and I can’t wait!

sum shit went down and um...

i wish you roses is hold

sorry!!!

I hope things get better!

Hi are you continuing your infatuation series or it it finished? I love it!

The series is still not finished so I am planning to continue writing about it! However, I haven’t uploaded the new chapter because I was hit with writers block

this finna make u mad but...

some stuff came up another book on hold once again i gotta take a break from tumblr and wattpad as well

ill prob be gone for a few months

see u soon tho!

It’s fine! Take all the time you need! Dont overdue anything and remember your health and mental health is important!

I don't think u understand how much I want to write the smut

But I'm doing a slow burn and it might not even be a full slow burn bc I can't contain myself I'm struggling so much😭😭😭

Slow burn is honestly torture for writers I don’t know how you can do it

a little teaser from the first chapter, hehe

"And sweetheart, call me Miles understood?" Miyo simply nodded. "Good girl." Was all he said, before turning around to face everyone in the cafeteria, as they both waited.

Enosjekekekd— is it hot in here or something? Because I’m burning up— hahahaha sorry horrible joke

bc im in a good mood rn. Here

Thats Miyo compared to Miles, let that sink in for a while.

Jejejejeje— this is doing something to me and I can’t explain it in words

not close, but those are some good guesses.

Also I have a lot going on, but I'm still trying to get these chapters out at least once a week

but, you know keep guessing i wanna see what you come up with.

Man— I thought I was close. Hmm maybe miles misses them? But they’re no longer with him?

You should focus on what you think is important! Remember not to overdo it! Take breaks!

you said you wanted something, well here you go!

Miles remembered that day like it was yesterday 4 simple words were all it took, "Oh, and I wish you roses." She spoke before Disappearing into the white pearly halls of Hell's Gate.

Ooooo’ that sounds mysterious— like miles did something and now he’s being abandon?? Or maybe miles is remembering something that happened years ago and is regretting it??? Hashhhh— I’m on edge already

I can't wait for the next part of infatuation🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭

Ma’ sorry about that taking so long. I hit writers block and I’m not sure how to go about it. But I assure you I haven’t abandon the series!

pretty chill ig

im currently rewatching The Walking Dead

i put one-sided on pause but something is in the works!

cant give any details tho!

I never watched the walking dead— I like zombie movies and shows but idk man there’s something about that show that just isn’t for me? Maybe that’s it’s really gory?

Man— I was hoping to get a little something

hey just wanted to check on u its been a minute

how have u been?

It’s been interesting— so I’m kinda freaking out ngl. My college decided to experiment on us this year and all classes are now eight week courses.

I want to cry— BUT we gotta be positive man

So I’m here, studying as much as I can.

How have you been?

I'm back from the dead!

anyways

fell off of tumblr and Wattpad for a bit, but I'm back now

im so tired men tbh(the real ones atleast) im coming to my delusion

Aaaa— I was wondering what happened to you. I’m glad you’re back!

Men can be exhausting but there are also men who are worth it