Reading Amazing Fanfiction, Then Forgetting To Bookmark It

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#I think I have seen this film before… (insp)

HELENA BERTINELLI MENTION IN 2024??

When Roman makes that guy rip his (what I’m assuming) girlfriend’s dress off while she stands on the table,,,,,,,

This but like,,,, both Sofia and Helena sitting and watching this unfold,,,,,

Them comforting you, inviting you to one of their mansions just to make you super uncomfortable. Complimenting you on how good you looked when Roman ripped your dress off you, how pretty you looked when you started crying. Them threatening you when you try and deny their advances, but soon telling you that they can protect you if you let them fuck you.

They’re both from powerful families and although they normally don’t get alone or agree with anything..,, there’s only one thing they can agree with each other on…

How pretty you look while the other is fucking you-

mine | dark!sofia gigante x reader

sofia cant bear to live without you so when you threaten to leave her, she takes matters into her own hands

A/N: hi!! this is my first ever post eek - i got tired of refreshing the sofia x reader tag only to see like 4 posts 😔 if you have any requests or constructive criticism please lmk! (if you saw me post this days ago then delete it no you didn’t)

warnings: new writer, fem!reader, kidnapping, restraints, kissing, alcohol, pet names, suggestive material (17+)

the pulse of your own heart draws you from your sleep, your tired eyes met with the familiar sight of the dimly lit sitting room of the falcone mansion. you make a fruitless attempt to hoist yourself from whatever seat your on, only to be stopped by the restraints binding you hands at your back and ankles to the chair.

you can feel the warmth of the fire place just behind you, its flickering light casting shadows across the room, when a figure dressed entirely in black approached from your left. even in the darkest of rooms, you could recognise sofia.

she pulls up a chair in front of yours, elegantly crossing her legs as she sits.

tracing your jawline with her nail, "don't you remember?” she cocks her head “last night when you threatened to leave me... i couldn't bear the thought of losing you."

your mind can’t help but wander to the night in mention.

“sofia,” your lips tremble in the search for the right words “i can’t do this anymore. i can’t act like i don’t see the things you’re doing and i can’t act like they don’t bother me” with the little strength you have you turn in the direction of the door when sofia stops you, grabbing at your upper arm. you can feel her nails digging into your flesh as her gaze locks onto yours “y/n, you know i did this for us baby. i need you to understand that.”

the memories from that night seem hazy, slipping through your fingers.

she leans in close, her hot breath breaking you from your trance “so i decided we needed so alone time, just you and me.” you look up at her, tears welling in your eyes, the reality of your situation crashing down on you.

sofia straightens up, smoothing down her black silk nightgown. “oh don’t look at me like that, y/n. everything’s taken care of. now we can focus solely on us."

she smiles, but there's a coldness in her eyes "isn't that what you wanted, y/n? for me to show you how much you mean to me?”

“then why did you do those things sofia?” you practically spat.

“well we can’t have our perfect little life with monsters like my family in the way, can we?” she stands, sauntering to the fireplace and pouring herself a glass of wine from a bottle on the mantle.

“but they were your family-

“no. you are my family.” she turns to face you, eyes glinting dangerously in the firelight. "they were evil, just like my father. They deserved what they got." she takes a sip of her wine, tilting her head. "just like you deserve to be here with me, where you belong."

she sets her glass down, walking towards you with predatory grace and takes your jaw in her warm hand. it’s so strange how easily you can fall back into old habits, melting to putty in her palm.

“will you forgive me, princess?” before you can process a response you find yourself looking up at her through doe eyes, eagerly nodding.

she leans in, brushing her lips against yours in a tender kiss. suddenly, you’re overcome with need as the kiss becomes desperate. sofia’s lips move hungrily against yours. “please untie me sof, ‘wanna touch you” you plead.

she pulls away, seemingly satisfied with how easy you submit to her. she reaches behind you, unbinding you wrists before before working her way down the restraints at your ankles. as you wrap your arms around her neck, she guides you to your feet in a swift motion.

“i’m gonna take such good care of you, tesoro” she purrs, pulling you close against her “all you have to do is be mine.”

life is gonna be crazy when bella plays ellie in tlou2, the fan fiction is going to be LIFE CHANGING.

HELP 😭

so there’s no hot evil villain in love with me?

can’t stop thinking about a romeo and juliet style forbidden romance/enemies to lovers with maroni!reader and sofia 😖

I rewatched Birds of Prey yesterday and,,,,, Helena and Sofia are rotting my brain 🫣🫠

- darkfalcone

yesss omg your post put the sofia and helena duo in my mind so i had to do my annual rewatch of birds of prey 😭 side note: i had no idea françois chau (mr zhao) is also in birds of prey??

my thoughts on helena bertinelli x sofia gigante x fem!reader:

sofia and helena are similar in many ways; they both come from infamous italian crime families, have overcome several hardships, and are both infatuated with you.

considering they’re both the products of very affluent families they’re definitely not accustomed to sharing - especially not you. but after a tiff regarding who would ultimately be allowed to ask you out they settled on a better option.

somehow, after a night of one too many dirty martinis at roman’s club, you found yourself stumbling into the back of a black g wagon with two dark-haired women and eventually, back to sofia’s stately home.

they exchange a playful look at each other before turning to face you, taking in your vulnerable position on the couch. “what do you suggest we do with her, helena?”

helena circles around behind you, trailing her fingers along your exposed shoulders “i think we should have some fun with her,” she proposes.

you savour the feeling of their hands on your skin as they expertly work to remove your clothes; every touch amplified by how fuzzy your head is from the drinks.

they both have insane family issues so that’s mommy and daddy right there. they hate to admit it but hearing you call them that riles them up even more than it does you.

they love to watch your cheeks flush as they shower you with praise like “look at her, being so good for mommy and daddy,” or “you just looked far too pretty, we had to take you home,” their voices sickly sweet.

yet they love watching you fall apart even more. mocking how pussy drunk you look, chuckling “troia” under their breath at how your legs fall open for them. blindfolding you and making you guess who’s eating you out just to punish you regardless of whether you get it right or not.

This is a callout post.

lockwood & co. sketchy