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Bullet Train

→ The white death

A GAME

STUCK

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The hunger games: Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes

→ Coriolanus Snow

RUN RABBIT!

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The Way to Protect The Female Lead Older Brother

→ Lante Agriche

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→ Fontaine Agriche

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→ Deon Agriche

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→ Jeremy Agriche

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→ Achille Agriche

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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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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

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→ Jake sully

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→ Tonowari

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→ Tsu’tey Rongloa

Headcanons on being courted

Conflicted — requested | In process

Meeting a dreamwalker

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→ Colonel Miles Quaritch

Infatuation — series

Being his ex! lover

Being obsessed with his ex! lover pt2

Accepting him as your lover

Obsessing over Recom

Obsessing over Recom pt2

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→ Lyle Wainfleet

Being his ex! lover

Being obsessed with his his ex!lover pt2

Obsessing over Recom

Obsessing over Recom pt2

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THIS— THIS IS ART MAN. THIS IS GODS WORK

HIS SWEET GIRL, avatar.

characters — miles quaritch x female reader.

content w. — mature themes, dark romance, toxic behavior, blood, violence, character death(s), older man/younger woman, mentions of stalking, manipulation, unhealthy obsession, possession, sexual thoughts, dark quaritch, implications of being delusional, abuse of power, creepy behavior, nonconsensual touching, upcoming smut!

small note — be aware that this is a dark fic.

HE COULDN’T STOP STARING . Who wouldn’t ? You were so beautiful to him— those eyes , those lips , everything about you was perfect. Who cares if the two of them were strangers and never met a day in their life ? Quaritch was determined to get what he wanted. And that something was you , a fragile little flower , begging for the Colonel— that look in those gorgeous eyes just told him everything.

Everything about you was hypnotizing , like he was under your spell. Not that he was complaining , it motivated him even further to have a small chat with you. Quaritch wanted to see that smile of yours so he could just brag about it to other soldiers or anyone he would see. The Colonel craved for your presence , craved for your attention , craved for all of you. He’d do anything to have that someone wrapped around his finger— the man wasn’t going to give up that fast , he loved having to be challenged to win your pretty little heart and it would soon belong to him after he accomplished.

Whether you liked it or not— it felt so right to have the little flower in his arms , you belonged to him after all and there was nothing that anyone could do. Everyone in the base knew about his little crush on you but Quaritch didn’t care about the teasing or mocking from them. He was focused on his desire , and he knew that he wasn’t going to fail— a little taste of manipulation wouldn’t be that bad now would it ?

Overtime , he would find you in the lab with Grace Augustine and all of the others. The Colonel didn’t like how close the two of you were whatsoever , considering him and the redhead were enemies for a long time— the hardened soldier hated seeing her being around you. His hatred for the woman was growing more and more each day on Pandora , let alone that the two of them had to be around each other and work as a team pissed him off even further.

But whenever you were there with him , giving him that adorable look. He would calm down but his desire for his sweet thing starts getting worse and worse each living day whenever he glanced towards the direction he would find you in or when walking pass you with whatever chance Quaritch would get. The Colonel needed to be around his sweetheart 24/7 , he wasn’t going to let you out of his sight— not now , not ever. You belonged to him and was forever his. No one else can have what is his— they would have to get through him first before they even have a chance to put their hands on you.

It was something he needed you to understand , that someone as sweet and adorable as you belonged to him. Something that needs to be taught a lesson but he would promise to be gentle and sweet with you , maybe. You were on his mind forever and he didn’t mind that one bit— just the thought of caressing that soft , smooth skin with his large , veiny hands.

Maybe going as far as to cupping those breasts of yours , maybe cupping that small cunt with one hand as he used his other to get caught up with reports and other things that a normal Colonel needed to do. He might just be nice and rub it for you , if you want to be a good girl for him and tell him you were his— Quaritch knew that you’d like it. No , you would love it , having a big and strong man taking good care of his little girl like the good boyfriend or husband he is.

Quaritch would do anything for his sweet girl , only if you were so understanding with his advice or opinion. But for now , he would wait for you. His patience was thin when it comes you , his sweetie ?

The Colonel can sit back and let his fantasies take over , one thing that he hated is when someone so pathetic would give his woman a hateful look or would go as far as to make disgusting comments about you. Oh he hates that— the hardened soldier wasn’t a stranger of torture or murder , he’s done it before with the natives of Pandora but never to a human being but if Quaritch needs to take it to that far then so be it. They basically were asking for it anyway , right ? You’d agree with him , wouldn’t you ? Yeah you would’ve like a good girl.

" No one understands me , ( Name ) is mine and mine to keep for myself. She doesn’t belongs to any of these lowlifes , I am the only one that she needs. " Mumbled Quaritch under his breath as he stared down towards the ground , frustrated and irritated. Closing his eyes for a brief moment— he decided that he needed to stay calm before things got worse. Then , you appeared in his thoughts. there you are , pretty girl.

He opened those blue eyes and looked at the ground for a second , with a soft groan , he made his decision. The Colonel needed to take this stress off of him— and Quaritch knew exactly how to weigh it off his shoulders , with a low growl , he shifted around in his chair as the sound of metal clinging echoed in his office.

mentions. @vonne-inc, @nervousd.

XYMBIOTE.

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Solo leveling

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→ Thomas Andre

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The Redemption of Earl Nottingham

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sometimes i wonder if writing is worth my time

Well that depends ya know? Does it help you? Do you feel better when you write? Etc— it all depends on how you feel about writing. It doesn’t have to be forever— if your exhausted you can take a break. No one is hurrying you.

For example, I love writing. I’m not pursing it as a career but I just enjoy writing because I get to show people my writing and in return they leave comments and that totally makes my day 🫶

Infatuation — prologue

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#SYNOPSIS— Recom Miles gets a briefing from his predecessor

#WARNING(S)— possessive behavior, unhealthy obsession, abuse of power, dark quaritch, yandere, stalking

#CHARACTER(S)— colonel miles quaritch, Recom! Miles Quaritch

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❝ In case you haven’t figured it out yet you’re Colonel Miles Quaritch. Only younger, taller and not nearly as good looking— what you won’t remember is my death because it hasn’t happened and it ain’t gonna— And if you are watching this it means I did get my ticket punched. Well whatever happens if your any clone of mine you’ll be looking for some payback that would be Jake Sully he’ll be the top of the list. But he ain’t the reason why I’m making this video log— no. We have more important matters to discuss ❞

Miles tail flicked agitated, he knew exactly who he was talking about. You were constant in this memories, haunting him ins his dreams with feathery touches and whispers.

❝ You see Jake sully took something from me. It belonged to me— and I’m not keen on sharing. No— the thought of even sharing her with you doesn’t sit right with me. You listen to me Colonel, if anything does happen to me than it’ll be your job to bring her back to me. I want her buried beside me in my grave— I rather have her dead than alive ❞ a slow grin curled up the corner of his lips ❝ What’s that sayin again? Not even death can do us part— yeah I like that ❞

He had a vague understanding of the Colonel’s infatuation with you. His memories were still fuzzy— incomplete. The scientist assured him that his memories will come back, bits and pieces. He remembers the basics of who he is but the most prominent memories were of you. His first contact with you. A small chance encounter and he was smitten, you however seemed to be uncomfortable near him. Walking on egg shells whenever he was around— not that his predecessor noticed. No— he was far too preoccupied daydreaming about you and the countless possibilities that could happen.

An immense portion of miles heart ached for you. You— a woman he’s never laid his eyes on had bewitched him. It was an odd feeling— to feel incomplete; to feel like a part of him was missing. This feeling would only escalate during sleepless nights when the cold crept up on his skin— he yearned for the warmth of your skin. But he wasn’t here to rekindle a past romance — no he was here to kill Jake Sully and bury you beside the Colonel. However, at one point his curiosity got the best of him and decided to do a throughout search of information in the RDA database. You were considered traitorous, to be taken alive if found. He scrolled through your profile finding old video logs.

When browsing through the logs, he heard your voice and his ears perked up. He stared at you with wide eyes, ears pointed toward your voice. Your eyes shone brightly as you rambled on about the various species of na'vi that lived on Pandora while making wide gestures. Your rant came to an end— instead you grimaced at a booming voice interrupting you ❝ Buttercup— the Colonel wants to see you ❞ It was his Corporal— Lyle Wainfleet. Miles tail flicked in annoyance, his gut twisted uncomfortably. A rumble vibrated through his chest as he expressed his annoyance.

From his scarce memories, he recalls that he typically sent Lyle to pick you up from the scientist, ready to hear about your report on the relationship with the na'vi. To see if there were any improvements or downfalls etc. However, this was just an excuse; he never actually paid attention to the report. No, he was far too busy ogling at you. Miles scowled, he wondered just how many times Lyle had referred to you with pet names. An unfamiliar feeling scratched at his chest. The video log abruptly ended, probably on your way to go meet his predecessor.

Miles huffed, tail slapping against the ground. It wasn’t enough— as much as he ached to hear your voice he felt the need to have your presence beside him. The only possibly way he could find you is by catching Jake Sully and taking the information from him. But you weren’t his— you were to be buried beside his predecessor; orders from him. Just a small moment— a minute of having you to himself and that would be enough to state him.

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