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The Reaper and the Vixen - The Final Chapter (Eric X Fox)

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Rating: M

Genre: Drama, Angst, Language, Smut

Thanks everyone for the re-blogs and support!!! IT IS SO AWESOME!!!

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Sorry my lovelies for the delay! I hope this ends Eric and Fox’s story well for you!

Catch up here!

This one’s for you @tigpooh67 !!

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“You got five minutes then I’m coming back to check your bandage!” Doc yelled over his shoulder as he turned to leave, pulling the door closed again behind him.

Fox turned wide eyes to Eric, smiling uncertainly as Eric started to chuckle, giggling tentatively as Eric began to laugh out loud.

“He saw me!” Fox hissed.

“What, your ass? He’s a doctor, he’s seen asses before; maybe not as fine as yours, but he’s seen a few.” Eric pulled her close, pressed a snickering kiss to her forehead. His voice hardened. “He knows damn well he better forget what he saw.” He exhaled hard, wincing slightly and Fox felt a wave of guilt.  

“I’m sorry, I’m crawling all over you when you just got fucking shot-” she tensed to pull away, retreat to the nearest chair and maybe work up the guts to track Doc down to ask for painkillers for Eric, but he held her tightly.

“Don’t go anywhere,” he murmured, lips brushing her hair. “I’m not complaining, I think I like your treatment better anyway.” 

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Nevaeh now wears a scarf to cover several bald spots and her singed hair. She was left with first-degree burns, but it could have been worse according to Tanya Robinson, Nevaeh’s mother.
“The doctor told me her hairstyle saved her life,” Tanya recalled. “Had it been different, she might not be here.”
This isn’t the first time Nevaeh has experienced bullying. Two years ago, another student broke her thumb.

I’m walking into that school like

Hate crime. It should qualify as one.

Nevaeh is thirteen years old. This happened at Gompers School in the Philadelphia School District. The school district has not issued any comment, but y'all can make yours:

Samuel Gompers School

Address: 5701 Wynnefield Ave, Philadelphia, PA 19131

District: The School District of Philadelphia

Phone: (215) 581-5503

The School District of Philadelphia

Address:  440 N Broad St, Philadelphia, PA 19130

Phone: 215-400-4000

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betthearm

This happened October 25, 2018. This isn’t some random post that won’t die. It’s happening now. Call. Demand accountability and this be treated as a hate crime.

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hawt-me33

Coming into a fandom late

Coming into a fandom early and watching it become an angry clusterfuck

Being in a dormant fandom that suddenly comes alive again after a new book/movie

Don’t forget about those who come in the midst of a fandom war. 

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Accuracy at its best

Being in a fandom and not even knowing there’s a war going on…

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my-reylo

all of this shit…lol

When You’re Not In The Fandom But You’re Nosy AF

When you get into a fandom only to discover it’s dead

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jupiter235

This gets better every time I see it. 

Being in a dead fandom…

Or being in such a tiny fandom that it feels like youre the only one

The accuracy hurts.

Being in a fandom that had a shit ending.

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it-is-bugs

When you’ve been fangirling long enough, you’ve experienced all of the above.

Being in a fandom meant for kids.

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teaganvamp

This just gets better..

When you realize that joining the fandom has ruined you

Fandom hell in general

Yes.

This^^^ just… ALL OF THIS.

Being in so many fandoms that you don’t even know what’s going on

THIS IS THE SKULDUGGERY FUCKING PLEASANT FANDOM IN ONE POST!!

Trying to recruit people to your fandom

Annnnnnndddd it’s back

Being in a fandom which has so many antis

I’ve probably reblogged this before, but that was before these great additions.

Being in a fandom that actually works together

Why is this so true? All of it.

being in a fanbase but all your mutuals suddenly turn into Kpop blogs

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hangingfire

I always enjoy it when a good post comes around again and has been improved by the reblogs like the years for a fine wine.

Being in a fandom when shit goes down and everyone has different opinions

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marianagmt

When you are in a fandom and don’t care for others people opinion…..even if they are right…(believe me, I have met several of those)

Being in a fandom you never meant to join

I love this. and it’s gotten better

After abandoning a fandom you’re still a little bit emotionally invested in….

THIS IS A TUMBLR RELIC! ALWAYS REBLOG!

It’s still so dame funny even funnier now

the golden post

loricameback

This always gets better

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“Those poor boys”

“She deserves to be punished too.”

“I’m not saying I support rape, but-”

“Sorry to say - she deserved it.”

“She put herself in harm’s way”

“But if she was fingered, then that’s not rape.”

“She ruined their lives.”

“Well she didn’t exactly say ‘no’..”

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“Yea, but did you see what she was wearing?”

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“Boys will be boys!”

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“She should know better than to drink at a party…”

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Cannot not reblog.

“She should have tried to enjoy–”

“She’s just saying something now for atten-“

boy am i glad this has so many notes

“But he’s a dude. That’s not ra-”

  “He should’ve enjoyed it.”

“She must’ve lead him on.”

“But she orgasmed. That means she liked it - “

“She’s slept with so many people! She’s a slut-“

“Get over it, at least you’re still a virgin”

“Women can’t rape because…”

“Be grateful it wasn’t a man!”

“I’m sorry she hurt you but don’t call what happened to you rape, it’s an insult to the REAL victims…”

“You weren’t raped, you’re just lesbophobic.”

“She shouldn’t have posted provocative photos!”

“She shouldn’t have been dressed like that … she was asking for it!”

“It’s the woman’s responsibility to not put herself in dangerous situations, she should have been more aware.”

reblogging because it’s gotten even better since last time

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larissaloki

I love this post!

“Well he paid for dinner, she kind of owed him.”

“She’s his wife, it’s her job to please him.”

“Oral isn’t rape.”

“Well he wasn’t armed, she could have walked away.”

“Guys can’t be raped, they love sex!”

“She didn’t fight back; it wasn’t rape.”

A good post

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What Makes Life Worth Living (Eric Coulter X OC) PART 2

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PAIRING: Eric Coulter X Daisy Moore (OC) WORDCOUNT: 4,867 WARNINGS: Cursing & Blood SUMMARY: The day Eric Coulter joins Dauntless he meets the one weakness he’ll ever have, Daisy Moore. She becomes the only thing Eric cares for, she’s his little piece of sunlight in this mess up world. After fighting the factionless Daisy disappears and the faction believes her to be dead. However, after two and a half years she finds her way back to Eric.

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Worth Fighting For: Chapter 82 - Wicked Game

Rating M ( Language, Violence, There will be smut, Angst, Tragedy, Romance, Fluff)

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These kind of men still exist..!! 😊❤️I am in love

Source: vicloud
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Anonymous asked:

Lol no not the same anon, but what makes u think Hal’s got a bigger dick that rest of them

Come on. Look at that posture. That confidence. Fuck.

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@plumfondler don’t forget this little gem.

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God DAMMIT Ivy. Just when I think I’ve stopped thinking about that cock tap, you have to wave it in front of my face.

What the fu….

“Come on, babygirl, you can’t be serious,” Hal said, turning to you, his arm swinging with his movement.

You raised an eyebrow at him as your eye was drawn to his hand; your heart jumped in your throat as you saw him unconsciously touch himself.

You shook your head to clear your depraved thoughts , “don’t call me that, and yes, I am. You were hired to do a job, Hal,” you crossed your arms, well aware that your cleavage was on display in your little sun dress.

Hal’s eyes flicked down to your breasts and back up to your face, his tongue darting out over his lips.

“I was hired to help your neighbors-”

You put a hand up and cut him off, “and in doing that job, you created a problem for me that you are going to fix,” you said, your eyes falling to his hand again, now on his hip.

Hal groaned and you held your tongue, almost gasping out loud at the unintentionally sensual noise.

You followed his hand as he slid it across the front of his jeans, casually rubbing down and up his thigh; his thumb swiped over the front of his jeans and he shifted his weight from foot to foot.

“Is there a problem, Hal?”

“Yes there is, babygirl. If you keep saying my name like that, there’s going to be a very big problem that I’ll have to take care of.”

Your eyes broke away from his and went back to his hand that was now hovering to the right of his fly. Your mouth fell open and an almost silent “oh,” escaped your lips.

“See something you like, sweetheart? Your eyes are wandering an awful lot,” he said in a low voice, taking a step closer.

Your mouth suddenly went dry as you looked back up to his face, your eyes dragging up his glistening, naked torso and landing on his lips.

“Cat got your tongue?” He asked, taking another step.

You watched as he rubbed his hand over himself slowly, moaning softly and making you completely wet. You could’ve burned a hole through his jeans you were staring so intently; you could see the outline of his thick cock and you were having trouble finding where it stopped. You took a step towards him and put your hands to his waistband.

“I’m not so good with words… But I’m better with my mouth,” you said, tugging open the button of his jeans and unzipping them.

Hal licked his lips and you exhaled shakily as you saw the lust in his gaze. You looked down as you pushed his jeans down; he wasn’t wearing anything under them, and his swelling cock hung heavy between his legs. Your breath escaped you as you instinctively wrapped a hand around his girth, his hot, smooth skin sending a shiver down your spine. You gave him a few strokes and he moaned softly, watching as he grew harder in your hand. You released him and watched as his flushed red tip brushed against his belly.

You fell to your knees and took him in your hand again, not able to wait; you needed him in your mouth. Hal gasped as you wrapped your lips around him and suckled softly, looking up at him as your tongue flicked his slit, tasting his pre-cum already. You moaned and sucked on him harder, moving your lips down as far as they could go, stroking the rest of him with your hand. You moved your mouth and hand together, working up to a steady pace as you moaned onto him.

Hal’s chest was heaving as you worshiped him as he deserved, coating him in your saliva and taking him as deep as you could. It only took a few more minutes until he was moaning your name in warning and spilling down your throat.

You swallowed everything and held him in your mouth as he calmed down, his pulsing head nestled almost in your throat. He started to soften and you exhaled slowly, letting him slide across your tongue as you pulled your head back.

You watched as his soft, glistening length twitched against his thigh and kissed up his shaft to his belly.

He watched you, panting and whimpering quietly.

“Come inside?” You asked

“Oh baby,” his voice was deep and sent a flood to your cunt, “I want nothing more.”

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I DID NOT ASK TO BE RUINED LIKE THIS BUT HOLY SHIT WHY. I CRAVE MORE GAWDDAMMIT

Hal held his jeans up with one hand as his other held yours, being led up your porch into your house.

He followed you to your room and he closed the door behind him, turning to see you pushing the straps of your sundress off your shoulders. Hal went to you quickly, trailing a hand down your arm, your eyes fluttering closed at the feel of his calloused fingers on your soft skin. You felt his hot breath on your neck and he dropped a few tender kisses, moving down your arm to your hand. He kissed your palm and weaved his fingers with yours, squeezing as he held your face with his free hand, caressing your cheekbone. You leaned into his warm touch and Hal smiled to himself and dropped his head to graze his lips over yours. Your breath caught in your throat and your heart started pounding as his lips took yours in a soft kiss that instantly deepened.

Once your tongues met, your need skyrocketed and you pushed his jeans off quickly, letting him step out of them and walk you to the bed. Hal tugged your dress over your head and exhaled slowly as you undressed completely and fell back onto the bed.

Hal paused briefly, taking a slow, shaky breath as he saw you spread out on the bed for him, lids heavy with desire and your hand sliding down your stomach. He groaned and wrapped a hand around his cock, starting to swell again already. Hal knelt on the bed and you bit your lip, not able to look away from his strong hand pumping his massive length. You squeezed your legs together, the wetness seeping from you as you saw a bead of pre-cum roll down his fat head. You licked your lips and Hal groaned, inching his way up between your legs.

“Baby, you sure you want this?” He asked gently, positioning himself above you.

“Yes. Yes, Hal, please I need you inside me. I need you to fill me up,” you whimpered, looking down between you at his cock that was resting against your belly, leaking and making your cunt pulse with need.

Without another word, Hal took his cock in his hand, rubbing it up and down your slit, spreading your wetness over himself. You cried out as he started rubbing your clit with his tender head, your body writhing as he hummed happily, rubbing a bit faster, loving the reaction he was getting from you.

“Oh, baby, you like that? Oh you feel so nice, so warm, so wet…” he moaned, his throbbing head feeling the pulse of your swollen bundle of nerves.

“Yes! Oh my god Hal!” You cried, running your hands up your body to tug at your nipples. 

Hal moaned and started tugging at his cock as he pleasured you, his pre-cum flowing out faster and mixing with your wetness. You cried out as you looked down and watched him bring you closer and closer to the edge.

“Oh, Hal! Yes! You’re gonna make me…” you gasped, choking on a breath as he moved faster, your cunt pulsing as a rush of wetness came and you arched your back, screaming out your orgasm.

Hal moaned and slid his head down to your throbbing entrance, settling in and releasing himself. He leaned over you with his arms on either side of your head, the fire deep in the pit of his belly growing as he watched you shudder. You grabbed his biceps and threw your legs around him, pushing your heels into his ass, making his hips jerk forward. You cried out and Hal gasped in surprise as his cock filled you. He stilled for a moment, his chest heaving as he tried to calm himself; the feeling of your hot, pulsing cunt completely sheathing him in one movement almost made him cum right then.

You ran your hands up and down his arms to his back, up to his neck, pulling him down to your lips. You kissed and Hal moaned, rocking his hips gently. You gasped and whimpered as his thick cock dragged out and pushed back in.

As soon as the sting of his girth stretching you faded, a new wave of wetness rushed around him and his breath hitched as he started thrusting into you faster.

“Oh baby, you feel so good, so good… oh my god,” Hal whispered in disbelief as his face nuzzled your neck, kissing your sweat dampened skin.

“Hal, oh Hal baby, you’re so big, oh you’re so big and you fill me so good,” you cried, running your hands down his smooth back and grabbing his ass, feeling him flexing as he made love to you.

Hal started moving a bit faster, your head spinning as he kissed you breathless. Your body started trembling as you felt another release building, the heat growing with every noise he made. You cried out and tightened your grip around him, pulling his firm body to yours, begging him not to stop.

Hal grunted and kept his thrusts steady, his lips pressed to yours; sweat, breath, and moans mingling. You cried out his name as the heat consumed you, your orgasm hitting you hard. Your back arched off the bed and you screamed, trembling as your cunt milked his twitching cock. Hal cried out your name, giving you chills as he chanted it over and over again, his hips jerking with every pulse of cum that he pumped into you.

Your orgasms faded and Hal buried his face into your neck, whimpering softly, the aftershocks making him twitch and strain inside you as he softened. You clung to him as his body went slack on top of yours, you moaned weakly as the partial weight of him consumed you. Hal lifted his head and covered your face in kisses, ending on your lips in a slow, tender one. You grabbed his face and eagerly returned his kiss, the both of you taking a shaky breath as you parted.

“Stay?” You asked gently.

Hal exhaled slowly and let out a small laugh, burying his face into your neck again, “Baby you’re stuck with me.”

Reblogging the time I broke @sad-af1121 . Just for funsies.

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The number of teenagers responsible for saving the world in all the fiction I consume is mildly concerning

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Worth Fighting For: Chapter 81 - Periscope

Rating M ( Language, Violence, There will be smut, Angst, Tragedy, Romance, Fluff)

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What Makes Life Worth Living (Eric Coulter X OC)

PART ONE

PAIRING: Eric Coulter X Daisy Moore (OC) WORDCOUNT: 5,193 WARNINGS: Cursing & Blood SUMMARY: The day Eric Coulter joins Dauntless he meets the one weakness he’ll ever have, Daisy Moore. She becomes the only thing Eric cares for, she’s his little piece of sunlight in this mess up world. After fighting the factionless Daisy disappears and the faction believes her to be dead. However, after two and a half years she finds her way back to Eric.

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KILLER SHOT

Chapter 8: Three

I drag her to the bathroom and sit her next to the sink. I open the cabinet and the drawers, searching what I need. My hand never leave her thigh, I reach out into the shower and let the warm water flow. I fill the sink up as well and with one hand, pour some Clorox in.

“Did you scratch him?” I ask.

She just nods her head and gives me her right hand. I dig the clipper out from the drawer and start cutting her nails over the sink, the Clorox will dissolve the bastard’s DNA.

After I finished both hands, I put her down on her feet and take my jacket of her shoulders. I turn around just a second to check the temperature of the shower, when I heard a desperate scream behind my back.

Nicky is turning hysterical, shocked, shaken with uncontrollable twitches, her fingers patting her face. She’s freaking out, studying her reflection in the mirror. Blood trails and bruises cover her beautiful face, her lower lip is swollen and cut. Her throat shows the marks of the asshole’s fingerprints, purple and red. Most of the blood covering her arms and hair belonged to that motherfucker who came to rape her,  I think she just realized what has happened and what she’s done. Stabbing someone to death is quite fun for me, but Nicky is losing her mind, she’s not the monster I am.

I cup both sides of her head and draw her against my chest. She completly breaks down in my arms, I make my best to rock her slowly, shushing her. After what seems like an eternity, I feel her cries decrease and pull her back a little. I try a shy smile and walk her under the stream. Slowly, I work on her torn dress and undress her injured body. She crosses her arms before her breasts and I don’t dare take her underwear off. It may be inappropriate to have her totally naked, she’s been essentially raped and I don’t want to make things worse.

We stay silent as I comb her hair back and draw the outlines of her swollen lip with my thumb. She winces a little when I brush the cut but keeps staring at me like I’m her God.

Don’t overrate me, I’m still a piece of shit. A killer with no heart. You deserve so much better than me.

For a heartless guy, I’m feeling so emotional. Seeing her like this, damaged, makes me want to wrap her into my arms forever more than to punch her future dead ex.

Her wet eyes are begging me to come closer. I’m still dressed, on the edge of the stall, my forearms under the stream, miles away from Nicky. Too far away.

Oh Charlie, pussy cat, what are you thinking about, shake it for fuck sake! I mentally kick my own ass. People are waiting to be shot down outside, I have to move over.

Before I leave and blow up the entire City, I have to heal my girl’s wounds,  she’s been hurt physically and mentally and I won’t go before I’m sure she’s completly OK.

I break this intense eye contact and grab the shampoo behind Nicky. I quickly apply it on the top of her head, then start to rub her scalp in slow circles. Her moan caresses my ears and I have to bite my lips not to groan myself. She closes her eyes and bends her head back as I go on massaging the back of her head and neck.

Fuck, I want to kiss her so badly!

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KILLER SHOT

Chapter 7: Four.

My phone vibrates in my pocket. Emergency call, according to the furious rhythm of the signal. I dig it out and read the flashing code on the screen FRONT DOOR: ABNORMAL ACTIVITY

Shit, that’s not the moment to manage a break-in from afar. That stubborn little bitch resists and the asshole is more hard to kill than I thought. The Zec has been clear, the plan is limpid. I have to stay focus, it’s been tense here and it’s not getting better.

I tap on the screen, I set up a security cam in the corridor, you know I don’t mess with safety.

Nicky appears on the screen, screaming my name and banging at my door, begging me on her knees to save her.

What the Fuck?

I stiffen and nearly crush my phone, zooming on her face. She leans her back against my door, her long, disheveled hair curtaining before her face, I can nontheless see river of tears flowing down her cheeks and neck. My eyes travel south, following the wet trails and land on her breast, her dress is ripped to shreds, exposing her bra savagely torn as well.

My heart stops as I notice black stripes and splotches on her thighs, forearms and throat. Blood. Blood everywhere on my girl. Fuck, fuck, FUCK! What happened? What’s happening?

I’m stuck here with that cunt, Barr’s defense attorney, daughter of the general attorney himself, abducted on that purpose. I can’t get the fuck out of there, I have that whore to babysit, waiting for further instructions.

My jaws are painfully clenched, my fists need something to punch, I could crash my fucking phone with my bare hands but I need to make a call. It’d either end my career or my life but I have no choice. FUCK! That’s why it’s irrelevant to develop relationships and feelings, now I have to choose Nicky over my fucking job, I’m so screwed.

“Vlad. Come here. Now.”

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