Out Of Darkness

Out of Darkness

Chapter 8

Story Rating: Explicit, 18+ only Warnings: Non-con, kidnapping, explicit sexual content, dubious consent, loss of virginity, cock warming Relationships: Curtis Everett/Reader Characters: Curtis Everett, Reader

Summary: A Snowpiercer tale at the request of an anon that’s turning into a series. The story assumes you’ve seen the movie. Curtis kept his arm and survived the crash as did other passengers from the front and tail. The reader is a worker in the greenhouse car and her luck goes from bad to worse when she tries to help other passengers, only to be captured by a gang of young, pillaging tail section men. When they take her to the man they consider their leader, did her situation get better - or much worse?

A/N: A slightly shorter chapter for me but it’s not without impact.

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“You okay?” Yona asked as you sorted through items from the train.

Honestly, you weren’t sure. You’d been lost in your thoughts for days, those whispered words playing over and over in your head.

I love you.

You knew Curtis thought you were asleep when he said it. What you couldn’t get your mind around was why he said it.

He couldn’t have meant it. Could he?

Lowering the sweater you’d probably been folding for five minutes, you blew out an exhale.

“I’m okay,” you told her. “I think.”

“It’s warmer out there,” Jacob announced as he approached the two of you. He often took walks outside the cave each day while Curtis was gone, just to keep an eye on things. “And there’s less snow out there.”

Jacob had explained that he watched where the snow hit on his crutch and that was how he tried to track it. His words brought hope, and didn’t you all need that?

Curtis and his party were having to go out further each day to find game and some days were lean. He’d met with Park last night, pouring over maps. You knew he was planning for the group of you to move soon.

You knew that you were somewhere in Russia. Curtis wanted to take Park and a couple of others to go scout for a couple of days, to see if they could find a new location to the south that would sustain the group. Then he wanted to find the safest way to get there.

Curtis kept putting off that trip though and you were afraid you knew why.

You.

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Out of Darkness

Chapter 7

Story Rating: Explicit, 18+ only Warnings: Non-con, kidnapping, explicit sexual content, dubious consent, loss of virginity Relationships: Curtis Everett/Reader Characters: Curtis Everett, Reader

Summary: A Snowpiercer tale at the request of an anon that’s turning into a series. The story assumes you’ve seen the movie. Curtis kept his arm and survived the crash as did other passengers from the front and tail. The reader is a worker in the greenhouse car and her luck goes from bad to worse when she tries to help other passengers, only to be captured by a gang of young, pillaging tail section men. When they take her to the man they consider their leader, did her situation get better - or much worse?

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Curtis returned to his area from washing up, trying to be quiet.

She was fast asleep in his bed, curled up and small. She’d always slept that way. It made him wonder if that was just how she slept. Maybe she just didn’t feel safe.

He didn’t like that thought.

She’d had no more nightmares after the one that had torn her from sleep last night. She’d woken him up muttering in her sleep about Nick, about Wilford. His blood had run cold. Wilford couldn’t hurt her anymore. He was dead. Curtis had searched until he found the bastard’s body, wanting to make sure.

And Nick? Curtis wanted to fucking end him.

It was bad enough that Nick had come creeping up into his area the night before while she’d been under him. Anger had gone to his head. He didn’t want Nick seeing any part of her, didn’t want Nick anywhere around her. When he’d suggested that finding the train car had earned him a “turn with her,” Curtis had barely stayed in control. When he’d invoked Edgar’s name, he’d lost it. Park’s intervention was the only reason Nick was still walking.

The worst part had been the look in her eyes like she thought for just an instant Curtis might grant the other man his wish and give her to him.

Blowing out an exhale, he pulled the bedding up over her shoulder, tucking it around her to keep her warm.

Then yesterday… Curtis hated the way she’d flinched when he’d found her in the cave, telling her that they were going to find the engine car of the train. 

Yona had been the one to pull him away from finding a way into the toppled car, letting him know Nick had her.

Curtis hadn’t been prepared for his own reaction to seeing the stupid little fucker’s hands on her, his mouth on her. Nick had backed her up against the cliff, kept her there while she fought him just as she had the first night when Curtis took her away from him.

Curtis had guided her away from Nick, his fury barely in check. He hadn’t wanted to scare her more than she already was and honestly, he couldn’t trust himself not to fucking choke the life out of the younger man.

How are you any different?

So many feelings he thought he’d lost a long time ago warred within him as he considered how she’d come to be with him.

With every day that passed, he liked the arrangement they had less and less. There were moments like last night when she’d begged him to make her forget and kissed him so sweetly. It was so easy to believe that she might feel something for him in those moments, that there was a chance…

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Ichabod (Demon/Fae)

Rating: Teen Relationships: Female Human/Male Demon-Fae Additional Tags: Exophilia, Demon, Fae Content Warnings: Multiple Sclerosis, Muscle Spasms, Temporary Paralysis, Wheelchair, Mobility Aids, Period Mention, Blood Mention Words: 4280

Commission by @littlemissmonsterfan​, this story debuts a new series set in Declan’s universe: The Towns! A young woman with Multiple Sclerosis is living in a convent just outside Shelter Forest, being cared for by the nuns there. A traveling physician frequently sells his medicines to the nuns, and when the young woman falls into a ravine and can’t get out, the physician comes to her rescue. She soon begins to suspect he’s not exactly human. Please reblog and leave feedback!

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Growing up in the Temple of Lilith had been an interesting way to spend your childhood. The Daughters of Lilith believed that she was the original feminist, refusing to be bent to the will of both Adam and God. Where many considered her a demon, the Daughters saw her as the model of womanhood: strong, self-reliant, and rejecting the notion of living under the thumb of any man, mortal or immortal.

Having been abandoned on their doorstep when you were only a few years old, they had taken you in and raised you, as they had many young women over the years, despite your condition. There was something wrong with your nerves, which caused tremors, spasms, and twitching in your body. Sometimes, you experienced a temporary paralysis of your feet and legs, which made walking difficult. The Daughters had commissioned a special chair for you from the local wood carver, which had wheels so that you could be pushed along during your episodes of muscle weakness and paralysis. There were also special canes they’d had made for you so that you could walk unassisted when you had the strength to do so.

You often experienced pain, especially when trying to sleep, and the local apothecarist’s typical medicines didn’t seem to help. Luckily, there was a traveling physician who came by regularly that sold more potent tinctures, which helped tremendously. The Daughters seem to distrust him, though in fairness, they had a natural distrust for men in general.

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summertime sadness .1.

springtime

Sequel to kiss me in the d-a-r-k

Warnings: dub con sex (intercourse, oral)

This is dark!(dad)Steve and dark(professor!)Bucky explicit. 18+ only.

Summary: Summer approaches as the reader prepares for another holiday without rest.

Note: So here it is. We’ve got our sequel. Like the last installments, I’ll say six parts at most for this one. In terms of anything beyond that, we could revisit our reader well beyond but for now, let’s just live in the now with her and get some cummies. I really hope you enjoy. 💋

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The moan erupted from you, long and sultry. You leaned back as you clutched at your hair. Your hips rocked steadily, the sloppy and salacious lapping filled the room. Your thighs tensed around Bucky’s head as he devoured you. The pleasure pinged up your thighs and rolled over your spine.

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Ichabod (Part 2) Lemon

Rating: Explicit Relationships: Female Human/Male Demon-Fae Additional Tags: Exophilia, Demon, Fae Content Warnings: Multiple Sclerosis, Muscle Spasms, Temporary Paralysis, Wheelchair, Mobility Aids, Blood, Menstruation, Period, Oral Sex, Oral Sex During Menstruation Words: 4353

Commission by @littlemissmonsterfan​, Ichabod sneaks into the convent after hours to explain himself to Ellis. Please reblog and leave feedback!

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“Where’s the doctor?” Liana asked as she returned with the water.

“Oh…” You said, still in a bit of a daze. “He began feeling ill and left.”

“Tch,” Liana tutted. “Well, perhaps it’s for the best. That man gives me the creeps.” She looked at your face closely. “You’re rather pale. Are you alright?” She set the pan down and took your chin. “Did he do something?”

“No, no,” You said weakly. “I’m fine. Honestly, I am a little worried about him. He did seem quite unwell.”

“Well, he’s a doctor,” She said dismissively. “If he is ill, then he knows what to do about it. Now let’s get you into some proper clothing. It’s bound to get colder.”

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Heart-Shaped Box 💟 8

Warnings: noncon/dubcon sex, obsession, possessive, breeding, sex pollen.

This is dark!Bucky and explicit. 18+ only.

Summary: You accept a job as an au pair, but not all is as it seems.

Note: Another chapter. Still deciding about where this is going. Also working on another popular series and might have a short break from posting to figure it all out but who knows? Hope you all enjoy.

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You wiped your hands and your thighs with the tissue. You did your best to clean away the mess along your skirt. The white polka dots helped disguise it but you were still paranoid. Well, who was really looking that close? You did your best to tidy yourself, your lips still sore from the belt. Your core pulsed with each move, hungry for more.

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