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You once read a story about a man who sought to trick the Oracle of Delphi. In his hands, hidden away in his sleeves, was a bird. He asked the Oracle if what was in his hands was alive or dead: if her answer was 'alive', he would wring the bird's neck. If 'dead', he would produce from his hands the bird alive. But the Oracle was one too many for him, for the answer he got was this: “Stranger, whether the thing that you hold in your hand be alive or dead is a matter that depends entirely on your own will.”
Such a situation you found yourself in. But you were not the Oracle or the man - you were the bird, and what happened to you was entirely dependent on their will.
[modern AU.]
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Gold On The Water by simizzy_writes
Fandoms: 龍が如く | Ryuu ga Gotoku | Yakuza (Video Games)
27 Sep 2022
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Perhaps you were reckless, too headlong to question if he was a knife and not a rose. Maybe he was both, as roses do have their thorns. Did it fall on you, then, to pick up any pieces that he may break? Alas, you were thinking too far ahead.
The only truth was that the world was made up of one mystery after another, and Zhao was a riddle among countless others. Yet, he seemed to be the only one that mattered.
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[User-requested Law fic from my Tumblr, simizzy-writes.]
“You are unlike the other Straw-Hats,” he mused.
“How so?” you countered.
“You’re bloodthirsty,” he answered back.
“So is Zoro,” you giggled. “How am I different from him?”
Law tilted his head. “This is just a guess, but I think you get off on it.”
Your grin was predatory, eyes shining in the moonlight. “Oh, yes.”
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“How does it feel, pretty girl?” Law asked.
“S-so good,” you purred. “So fucking good - “
“Yeah? You like being filled up like this, [Name]-ya? Naughty girl.”
Luffy let out a whine and leaned over you a little more, nuzzling against your back. “Be nice. She’s so wet - Feels so tight - Fuuuck…!”
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The ash of his cigarette was closer to his fingertips now, and for a moment he wondered if he should let it burn him. It wouldn’t have hurt, of course. Simply a mild discomfort, nothing more. Sanji had been through much worse. He brought it to his lips and took a final drag. Physical pain was easier to endure than this heartache.
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Plum Blossom Poems by nagumoan
Fandoms: 地獄楽 | Hell's Paradise: Jigokuraku (Manga), 地獄楽 | Hell's Paradise: Jigokuraku (Anime)
23 Sep 2023
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Your arranged marriage is something you are unable to fight. Accepting your fate, you are surprised when your new husband just wants to treat you kindly.
A collection of moments following your marriage with Yamada Asaemon Shion.
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30 Mar 2026
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Does it make him lesser, that these advances don’t ignite hunger and flattery but revulsion? That the heat curling in his belly isn’t desire but disgust? Or does it make him greater, that he does not stoop, does not prowl, does not take, like a less scrupulous man might?
But what does it matter—lesser, greater—when the result is the same? When he is still here, nursing a drink in the dim fugue of a bar too loud, too young, too dizzying with its perfume of cheap liquor and cheaper thrills. When he is still a man past his prime, not the wolf but in fact seated among them, and though he does not salivate, does not sink his teeth into the softness offered up to him, the very fact of his presence damns him all the same.
Because what else could a man like him be doing here, if not waiting to be fed?
And then there's you.
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Desire, when denied, does not disappear. A chance meeting with a stranger becomes an unscratched itch, and Higuruma is nothing if not a man who will torture himself about it.
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06 Mar 2026
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“You really love me,” you whisper when you pull back, eyes wide as if it still surprises you.
There’s a beat where everything holds, and there’s no laughter, no flinch. It’s only you, looking at him like he’s something you chose, like you’d do it again.
“More than anything,” he says simply, truth so heavy it sinks straight to the bottom of the tub. “More than I’ve ever loved anything. Ever.”
He means that. Means it in the kind of way that terrifies him, quiet and vast and swallowing. And that’s because he’s had obsessions, addictions. Sure, there've been people he’d burn the world for, starve for, kill for without hesitation just to hear their praise. But this isn’t the same. You don’t demand things. You look at him, with those soft eyes and that stupid little smile, and he wants to be good. It isn’t even about redemption. It’s the fact that, for the first time in ages—maybe ever—he matters.
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Spike thought love was supposed to hurt. Then he fell for you, bubbles, blood and all. Now he’s a kept man with a shopping list and a soft spot a mile wide, and honestly? He likes it that way.
(Set during a canon-divergent Season 6.)Series
- Part 2 of everything he wants
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14 Jun 2025
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Spike risks a glance at you, eyes flicking away when they meet yours.
“Not much of a man now, am I? But the way you look at me... bugger me if it doesn’t make me feel like I could be.” He forces a chuckle, brittle around the edges. “Maybe it’s just my own foolishness talking. Wouldn’t be the first time.” He stops, swallowing hard. “But if this is the end, I need you to know that… that every stupid poem I scratched out, back when my heart was still beatin’—they were shadows of what I feel now. For you.”
Spike's fingers reach out and touch, delicate across your cheekbone, down to cup your jaw. “You’ve gone and wrapped yourself ‘round me. Tighter than a noose, sweeter than blood, even. I can’t stop wantin’ more. Reckon I never will.”
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Returning to Sunnydale for the first time since Angel lost his soul, you're older, bitter and unprepared for the grief that awaits. You never expected to fall for Spike. Through the eyes of the Scoobies, it's obsession, danger, betrayal—but to you, it's the only thing left that still feels real.
(Set post-ep S5E14.)Series
- Part 1 of everything he wants
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13 Jun 2025
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The scarlet serpent constricts around your arm, and Messmer’s hand squeezes your breast with no subtlety, your flesh bulging between his slender fingers.
“Declare unto me thy love,” he exhales, his breath like hot flames against your skin.
“I love thee, Messmer,” you say.
“Once more.”
“I love thee, my heart,” you say again.
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- Part 1 of The fire within (Messmer x Fem!Reader)
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12 Mar 2025