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some jackienat 4 everyone.. posting this here too cause i wanna 😝😝 more to come soon perchance….

sophie n saying how much she’s learned from the cast, then says how opposite she is from sophie t and that she fascinates her.

stop now

no cause jackie probably thought her and shauna would eventually make up and shauna would be there in the morning apologizing like after all their fights, so when she fell asleep she was calm and thought everything would be okay

some jackienat 4 everyone.. posting this here too cause i wanna 😝😝 more to come soon perchance….

drunken caitvi at da club……….

crying rn trying to find Rhaenyra fics that don’t include Daemon I DONT WANT DAEMON 😭😭

Ultraviolence

Natalie Scatorccio x Fem!Reader

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a/n: the reader is described as having mid-length hair. the reader isn’t a member of the team, in order to keep everything inclusive. hair color, eye color, and weight, etc., is not described and i try my best to make everything as ambiguous as possible.

i apologize in advance if something i write isn't inclusive. we are all humans and we all make mistakes! please feel free to tell me if you have any suggestions as to how i can cater this fic to the most people possible.

comment, send me an ask or a private message if you would like to be added to the taglist!

also available on ao3!

my ao3 is: star_girl69

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Before the plane crash, the wilderness never called to you. You lived in Rhode Island, went to Wiskayok High School, wrote for the school paper. You wanted to do things with your life and make an impact. But when you’re stranded in the woods, and so much suffering and deaths befalls on you- and the way you see life, the way you live it, is changed forever. Before the plane crash, the wilderness never called to you. But now it sings to you, wants you there, while it buries itself inside your soul.

Years after the plane crash, you’ve given up on everything you once held dear. You live quietly in the city, in a small apartment, far away from the wilderness. But the wilderness is in your soul, hidden, and now it’s decided to come out again.

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Ultraviolence

Chapter One - Deadly Nightshade

Chapter Two - Call Me Poison

Chapter Three - Either Way

Chapter Four - We All Fall Asleep

Chapter Five - Give Me a Reason to Love You

Chapter Six - Prayers

Chapter Seven - In the Before

Chapter Eight - Ever Since the Lake

Chapter Nine - It Feels Right

Chapter Ten - She Looks at My Lips

Chapter Eleven - This Hunger Has No End

Chapter Twelve - Amoureuse

Chapter Thirteen - Wild Side

Chapter Fourteen - She Used to Call Me Nightshade

Chapter Fifteen - No Return

Chapter Sixteen - Mad Woman

Chapter Fifteen - Lose the Mask

Chapter Sixteen - Chemtrails

Chapter Seventeen - Doomcoming

Chapter Eighteen - Everything

Chapter Nineteen - The Horses are Coming

Chapter Twenty - A Union That is Happening Again

Chapter Twenty One - Friends & Foes

Chapter Twenty Two - Hard Day’s Night

Chapter Twenty Two - Counterproductive

Chapter Twenty Three - Angel Cake

Chapter Twenty Four - Between

Chapter Twenty Five - Crown of Bones

Chapter Twenty Six - Savior

Chapter Twenty Seven - Looking Over My Shoulder

Chapter Twenty Eight - Empty Life

Chapter Twenty Nine - Visionary

Chapter Thirty - Cult Leader

Chapter Thirty One - Like When We Were Kids

Chapter Thirty Two - Loving Her Was Never Enough

Chapter Thirty Three - It’s You From Whom I Learn (coming soon!)

Chapter Thirty Four - Soccer Girls (coming soon!)

Chapter Thirty Five - Queen of the Bees (coming soon!)

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The Other Side of Paradise

10) El Sin Nombre

Cross posted from AO3

Ch.1, Ch.2, Ch.3, Ch.4, Ch.5, Ch.6, Ch.7, Ch.8, Ch.9, Ch.10, Ch.11

You try to make the best of your life working at a small bakery in a city with rising cartel violence. One slower day, a man starts harassing your coworker. Despite the obvious threat, you stand up to him anyway. Unbeknownst to you, Valeria just so happened to be there to witness it.

A/N- All chapters containing smut will be labeled mature. The fic is fully written with the whole thing on AO3 but chapters on Tumblr will be posted one a day.

Tags/Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Dual POV, Happy Ending, Plot with Porn, Graphic Violence, Inappropriate Use of a Knife, Masturbation, WLW

Valeria fixes a few wayward strands of hair and studies her face in the mirror. She's going to visit you tonight. You'll probably be upset over being ignored for weeks but Valeria isn't all that worried about it. Once she's satisfied with her appearance she turns and walks into the foyer, colleting her keys and exiting the house. She gets into her car and begins her journey into the more populated part of the city. Down to Ila's. The drive is peaceful and calm, it's not sweltering anymore, and the air feel refreshing.

At the halfway mark, her work phone begins to ring. Just the sound of it is already setting her nerves ablaze. Valeria thinks it may be time to change the ringtone before she just decides to chuck to stupid thing against the nearest wall. She pulls over and answers.

"What?" Valeria's voice is loud and grating, even to her own ears.

"We have him ready for you." Diego replies calmly. "We gathered some of his men too." Of course they did. She has a choice to make. She could either turn around and make her way to Diego's, or she could continue on her path to you.

"I have other business to attend to right now." She says coldly. "I'll be there shortly."

Valeria hangs up and resumes driving. She parks right outside the bakery and frowns. It's dark inside. She gets out to investigate. Walking right up the glass doors and cupping her hands to peer in. It's deserted. No one is inside. She backs away frowning. Unusually but not necessarily alarming. Valeria will just have to find you at your house. She turns around and walks back to her car with purpose. She gets in and drives down the quiet streets. Something at the back of her mind tells her something isn't right. Quite a few shops are closed when they're normally open.

The convivence store beneath your apartment remains open, however. Valeria's nerves are a little soothed by the bright white florescent lights. Valeria parks and gets out. Walking up the stairs to your apartment slowly. She stands in front of your door and waits a few moments before knocking softly. She shifts her expression into something kinder and humbler. There are a few seconds of silence before she hears faint movement inside. The door cracks open and you peer out at her. You don't greet her with your usual friendly smile.

"Hey." Valeria murmurs. She looks at you closely. Looking for any menial shifts in your eyes or eyebrows.

"Hey." Your voice is flat. Perhaps even slightly hostile.

Valeria leans against the railing.

"I'm sorry." She whispers. Sounding miserable. It has the desired effect as your face seems to soften. Even the slope of your shoulders seems to get less harsh. "I'm sorry for avoiding you." She says. Taking a cautious step forward.

"Why'd you do that?" You ask finally. She easily picks up on the hurt in your voice. Valeria takes some time to mull over her words.

"I was worried you'd think less of me and leave after I... opened up to you." She sighs. "So, I left first." She relaxes when she sees how much you're eating up her excuse. You open the door.

"I don't." You blink at her. 'I care about you." Your delivery is awkward, like you aren't used to expressing affection. You look and sound honest though.

Valeria smiles softly. That went even easier than she thought it would.

"Do you want to come in?" You ask. Valeria would like to come in. She'd just love to take a look at your personal space. To see how it is you live. She can't though. She has other business to attend to.

"I can't tonight." Valeria replies regretfully. Your face betrays your obvious disappointment. "How about I come over tomorrow night?" She murmurs. You smile, looking receptive to the idea.

"Sure, I'd like that."

Valeria is in a marginally better mood when she reaches Diego's villa. There's a renewed vigor in her step as she walks through the fancy front doors and down the hall to the basement. Three men are tied to some chairs. Sacs hung over their heads. Two of the bodies are unnaturally still. Clearly having been interrogated by one of her Sicarios. She approaches the still breathing one and tugs off the sac, revealing the corporal. His dark brows are furrowed with anger and distress.

"What is this?" He asks hoarsely. "We had a deal, why are me and my men down here?" He has the audacity to sound mad. As if he has no clue who he's talking to.

Valeria wastes no time in correcting his insolent behavior with a back hand. His cheek bones are hard against her knuckles, but she pays no mind to the dull sting. She glowers at him, about to speak when Deigo comes in.

"Valeria, there's one more, a gringo." She stands straight. Wondering who it could be. She walks to the side of one of the occupied chairs.

"Bring him in." She gestures. Deigo turns and leads a man in. He's wearing one of the British SAS uniforms and has the dumbest haircut she's seen on a soldier.

"hm. Sit down." She nods her head towards the now vacant chair.

He does a considerably good job of concealing his nerves but the stiffness in his movements gives him away. He walks over and slowly and sits down. Valeria circles around him to stand by Diego. Narrowing her eyes at him.

"Quién?" She asks.

"Su nombre es jabón," He replies, smirking slightly. "Él vino a nosotros." Valeria scoffs, amusement temporarily overriding her irritation.

"jabón?" She sneers. "No mames." She quickly refocuses and gives Diego a look. "Y lo dejaste entrar?" She silently moves behind him as he repsonds. Hot anger coiling through her arteries.

"Dice que tiene información-" Valeria cuts him off by violently slamming her foot into the back of his knee. He grunts as he's forced down and Valeria quickly pulls a knife to his throat. Angered by his stupidity.

"No lo conocemos y nos ha visto la cara!" She hisses. Glaring at Soap.

It's like Diego doesn't have a fucking brain. Why didn't he consult her before allowing him inside?

"Valeria..." He says softly. Trying to placate her. "Necesitamos información de inteligencia que pueda ayudarnos." She regards him coldly. His idiocy will not go unpunished.

"Será mejor que lo mate o que después de que lo mate, tú estarás en esa silla la próxima." She mutters into his ear before shoving him away. She walks into the center to address the corporal and Soap. "This is simple, I ask questions," She stares at Soap. "and you answer truthfully."

She turns to the corporal.

"Recently... we were protecting a friend in the mountains." She says calmly. "Someone attacked us. Who?" She doesn't blink as she stares him down. He shifts uncomfortably under her scrutiny.

"There was so much happening... I-I didn't see." He says gravely. Her scowl darkens at his useless answer. Even if he's not to blame she might just kill him anyway. "I think it was a rival cartel." She stares for a few seconds longer before abruptly turning to Soap.

"Your turn, white boy." She says. "Who attached us?" The man stares back, his expression serious.

"It wasn't cartel." She picks up on a Scottish accent. "It was Mexican Special Forces." Valeria's smile is hostile. The corporal is a moron. She turns her head to look him in the eye.

"Now, why would an outsider know it was the special forces?" She questions him. She knows the Scott is probably working with them, but there were bodies. How did it slip his radar?

The corporal's expression falters.

"We- we heard yelling in English." He stammers. "There were outsiders there."

"American PMCs." Soap interjects. "Shadow Company." Los Vaqueros are working with mercenaries. How sad that they can't do their own dirty work.

"I told you." The corporal snaps. "There were outsiders." Annoyance flares up inside of Valeria. Obviously, there were outsiders. She guessed that before he even said it and yet he's acting smug.

"Can you even prove this Shadow Company exists?" She snaps back Rounding on him. He goes silent but Soap pipes up yet again.

"Reach into my pocket."

Valeria reaches in and feels something made of felt. A patch by the size of it. She pulls it out and investigates it. A spade. Sure enough it says Shadow Company. She leans down. Getting right in his face.

"Who leads it?"

'Phillip Graves." Diego chuckles and mutters something behind her.

"What does Graves want?" She asks.

"The other missiles." He replies without hesitation. Valeria leans back. How does he know about the other missiles?

"You can't trust him!" The corporal snarls. His voice hitching. "He could-" Valeria turns and smacks him upside the head again.

"You have told us nothing!" She snaps.

The corporals attitude shifts as he realises where this is going. He begins to plead for his life before being cut off by a bullet to the head from Diego. She'll make sure someone more competent replaces him. She walks up to Soap and cuts him free.

"Well done." She mutters. She turns and walks towards the exit, beckoning Deigo and Soap. She walks down the curving hallway into the elevator and watched Diego shove Soap in. Deigo presses the button for the penthouse.

"When do I get to see El Sin Nombre?" He asks. Glaring at Valeria as though he's owed a reward for his honesty.

"Don't worry," She coos mockingly. "I have a feeling El Sin Nombre will be very interested in talking to you." The elevator doors open on the second floor and Diego shoos him out to wait.

The doors close and Diego and Valeria continue their way up. Now that they know who's involved dealing with them will be so much easier. Just because she's in a good mood she'll grant Soap this last wish. It's the least she can do. First, she needs to relay this information back to Hassan and reassure him that everything will go as planned. She and Diego get off on the top floor and part ways. Valeria heads into one of the offices to make an important phone call.

She takes out her work phone and dials Hassan. Waiting for the phone to connect. It stops dialing, the other end is silent, but she knows the call connected.

"We have everything under control." She says. "We figured out who attached you and we'll be dealing with it, don't worry."

"... What about the missiles?" Hassan asks gruffly. Valeria paces as she talks.

"The shipment will arrive as scheduled." She reassures him. One of her soldiers burst into the room.

"Jefe! We need to move-" She puts a hand over the phone.

"Do not interrupt me while I am working!" Valeria hisses. "If there's a problem, solve it."

She's about to say more when the door is kicked open. Her instincts kick in and she flees, flanked by a few of her men. She grabs a turtleneck and tactical vest and slips them off before running up towards the roof. She hears gunfire behind her and hopes it's her men winning. She won't be sticking around to find out. She bursts through the doors. The sight of a helicopter closing in makes her slow. It's not one of hers.

"Get on your knees." A male voice calls through an intercom. She curls her lip in disgust.

"I kneel for no one!" She snarls. Although she knows there's no getting out of this.

"A bullet will make you kneel."

If she wants to keep any hope of escaping after this then she'll need all her limbs intact and unharmed. She slowly gets to her knees. The cement digging into the thin skin through her jeans.

"Atta girl." The heli lands as Soap and Alejandro come up from the stairwell. Alejandro is wearing one of the suits worn by her men. Explains how he snuck Soap in, she supposes.

"El Sin Nombre." He greets her grimly. Walking behind her to cuff her.

"Mi nombre es Valeria." She says defiantly. Alejandro lurks in the corner of her vision. A man drops down from a hanging ladder. Smiling.

"Hiding in plain sight." He remarks. She laughs at that but there's no amusement in it.

"Hiding? I'm everywhere, soldier." She scoffs. Glaring at him.

"That's good, so are we." He replies before Soap pushes her towards the helicopter, and she begrudgingly complies. She awkwardly steps up and climbs inside. Turning and facing Alejandro for the first time in years. She revels in the betrayed look on his face before she's pushed inside out of sight.

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