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ilwonuu · 4 months

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𖥔 ͙ࣳ hate the club. k. mingyu

this fic is inspired by this song so pls listen to it <333

“tired of going out, scared ill run into you”

“damn you know i hate the club, but i came cuz i know you’d show up”

summary 𖡼 your friend group goes out every friday. you never feeling up to joining them. you always find an excuse not to come. but now you’re sitting at home with nothing to do. so why not drink a little and hangout with your friends at the club?? what could go wrong? seeing your ex could definitely happen..

warnings- ex to lovers!!, alcohol consumption, smut with semi plot. switch!mingyu, switch!reader, oral sex f.receiving, fingering, riding, pet names- baby,princess,unprotected sex(don’t do it), creampie, multiple orgasms, lmk if i missed anything pls<3

authors note- i read over this like once so if theres any spelling or grammar errors pls let me know!!! i hope u guys love this i loved writing it!!!!

you feel bored with no company tonight. not loving the presence of nothing of your apartment and stuff animals as you usually do. sending seungkwan a quick text telling him you’ll be joining him, seokmin, and chan tonight. getting a sassy text back as usual

kwannie😓- what the fuck. girl don’t play????

kwannie😓- u better not be lying because seokmin and chan are actually gonna be the death of me.

kwannie😓- be ready at 9 ok.

you- im not kidding hoe and yes i am already ready ish???

kwannie😓- ok ill be there at 9 😘😘😘

you smile to yourself continuing to get ready. checking to see if you have a good amount of time to finish your hair. happy to see you have enough time with it only being 8:15.

finishing everything you need to do finally making your way outside after getting a text from seungkwan saying that they have arrived. walking to his car somewhat nervous about what the night has in store for you. you never know you could meet someone? or see someone you absolutely hate.

getting into the car immediately being greeted by your best friends. “y/n!!!! i feel like im seeing a ghost you never fucking leave your house” chan says laughing causing you to send him a glare. “shush be happy im here for once okay”

“no seriously i thought my eyes were deceiving me when i read your text” seungkwan says quickly starting to head to the club they always go to. “ok guys thats enough let her live she doesn’t have to come out with us every time.” seokmin says giving you a slight smile.

“thank you seokmin. the only one who appreciates me” “okay but yes of course she doesn’t have to come out everytime. but she doesn’t come out anytimes!!! this is her first time in like 10 years” chan says laughing with seungkwan as he also finds chans joke hilarious. causing them both to receive a glare.

“very funny chan!!! i will get out of the car and walk back home.” you say looking at him threatening him playfully. “you’re dramatic” kwan says finally pulling into the parking lot of the club.

“im also very nervous to be here.” “if we see anyone we don’t like it’ll be fine y/n we don’t have to interact or anything” chan says knowing exactly who you were thinking of getting out of the car having the rest of you follow his lead into the club.

“yea you’re right..” you say slowly walking behind them into the loud crowd of people dancing. “ok first things first drinks!!!!” seungkwan yells dragging you all to the bar. chan seokmin order vodka shots happily, quickly running to dance in the crowd of people. “can we just get two shots of tequila each?” seungkwan asks for the both of you. smiling at the bartender when his drinks are set in front of you two. “okay lets drink these then lets dance!!!” seungkwan smiles at you quickly taking his shots now waiting for you to do the same.

you nervously take the shots making a grossed out face after downing it with a sip of water. seungkwan pulling you towards the crowd as soon as you were ready shortly finding seokmin and chan. “how do you guys get drunk so fast?” you laugh at seokmin and chan completely lost in the song dancing dramatically. “they are fucking lightweights” seungkwan says causing you both to laugh at them.

“i fucking wish. i only feel a little tipsy” you say scanning around the club with your eyes. “do you want to get more drinks or wait a bit then??” seungkwan asks while pulling you close to dance with him. “nah we can wait” you say over the loud music.

you are really trying to have a good time but this isnt really your thing. you were hoping that the drinks would losen your nerves up a little bit but you were so wrong. now you are dancing completely soberly with seungkwan. trying not to ruin your best friends night. “im gonna go to the bathroom real fast kwannie” you whisper to him before disappearing to find the bathroom. you quickly use the bathroom heading back over to the bar to get a couple more shots. “fuck why did i do this to myself” you say under your breath quickly downing the shots without water this time. feeling a little better making your way back into the crowd searching for any of the three boys you arrived with.

pushing through the crowd trying to find them. you accidentally push someone a little to hard quickly going to apologize. “i am s-so sorry.” you say realizing exactly who you bumped into having them turn and look down at you. “jesus you push fucking h-“ mingyu immediately freezes after seeing you. “fuck y/n? what are you doing here?”

“well this is a public place and a club so i would assume we’re here for the same reason.” you say sarcastically while trying to push past him. “well what are you doing by yourself?” he asks concerned stopping your movements. “where is seungkwan?” he looks around the club quickly scanning seeing if he sees anyone who looks like the boy. “well actually im not sure so if you’ll excuse me i will be continuing to look for my friends.” you say finally trying to push past him again.

“wait just let me help you look for them. it’s kinda depressing being here alone.” he says once again finally letting you push past him to continue looking. he follows behind you slowly. “so uh how have you been?” you scoff stopping to look at him. “are you serious right now? i really would rather not pretend to like you right now okay? just help me find seungkwan and then you can go back to whatever you were doing.”

you say sighing going back to looking for you friends. mingyu doesn’t say another word and just follows you quietly. “why don’t you call him?” he suggests. “i left my phone in seungkwans car like the bright fucking person i am.” you say getting more annoyed as the situation goes on.

“shit you wanna use my phone then? i still have his number from you know..” he says nervously handing you his phone after clicking on seungkwans contact. “y-yea thanks” you take his phone letting the memories wash over you. you patiently wait as the phone starts to ring and shortly someone picks up. “seungkwan??? where did you fucking go??” you are now getting more uncomfortable with the fact that you lost all of them in the span of 10 mins. “um what the fuck mingyu you sound like y/n also why the hell are you calling me?” seungkwan slurs over the phone questioning you. “seungkwan ur drunk. also this is fucking y/n im using mingyus phone dumbass!!” your voice sounding annoyed more now. “girl what? why are you using his phone? are you guys…? um back together?” he asks loud enough for both you and mingyu to hear.

you sigh looking at mingyus eyes go wide at what he just heard. “s-seungkwan can you just fucking tell me where you went? you know what fuck it im just gonna get an uber home okay im tired.” you say slightly tearing up at the stressful situation. “we just went to the bar upstairs y/n. are you sure you wanna leave already we’ve only been here for like an hour.”

seungkwan asks through the phone sensing that something is wrong. “do you want me to send seokmin with you? he said he will come with you.” he offers. “kwannie its fine ill just order it off mingyu’s phone. will you just drop off my phone tmr? i left it in your car.” you say finally after ending the call after hearing his okay.

“mingyu do you mind if i use your phone to order a uber?” you turn to mingyu hoping he will say yes. “yes of course y/n. but you don’t need to do that. cheol said he was here to pick up me and shua but im guessing shua is with some girl so cheol can just drop you off.” he says smiling at you. “okay um let me make sure i have my keys and fuck i don’t they are also in seungkwans car.” you say realizing as you feel your pockets. “wanna just stay at my place tonight?” he blurts out quickly. “mingyu- i- what?” now your confused, tired, and annoyed. “just come sleep at my place. its not that weird y/n. what’s the chance seungkwan is gonna come unlock his car rn? come on i’ll drop you off in the morning i swear.” “its not weird to you? we haven’t spoke in like a year.”

this was not a great idea. you and mingyu ended on somewhat bad terms. he wasn’t willing to commit to you. he ended up treated you like shit because of it. you know this has nothing to do with what he asked but it’s obviously on your mind. you are now confused, tired, annoyed, and overwhelmed.

“y/n i kinda need a answer now. cheol is outside.” he says snapping you out of your thoughts and back into reality. “u-uh okay yea lets go” you say immediately regretting it. mingyu smiles grabbing your hand making the way out of the club to cheols car. quickly getting into the back seat.

“whats up mingyu. hey y/n. y/n????? oh shit hi” he says now realizing that is is actually you. “hello cheol nice to see you” you say softly laughing. “yea you too. um are you guys back together?” he asks out of the blue. “nope!!” you quickly say hoping he doesn’t ask anymore questions. “just drive cheol.” mingyu says and mentally thank him because cheol didn’t ask anymore questions driving silently. you two make it to mingyu’s house after a 10 minute car drive. “ah fucking finally these heels are literally the worst” you say walking into his house kicking them off as you go. “you can borrow some clothes. i think i even have your old pjs in my room.” he says taking off his shoes as well. “im surprised you even still have those.” you say making your way to his room. the memories coming back as you seen his room looks the same way it did when you guys were together. you grab the pajamas making your way to his bathroom quickly changing heading back into his living room. “you want to take my bed? i can sleep out on the couch.” he says throwing a pillow and blanket onto the couch. “no mingyu its fine i can take the couch. you can have your bed.” you say laughing at him slightly going to sit on the couch. “or you can sleep in my bed with me.” mingyu says looking at you cautiously. now leaving you pressured at what he is offering right now. “mingyu. what are you doing? you know that isn’t a good idea. we aren’t together anymore.” you say laying down getting comfortable. “i know we aren’t. but fuck y/n have you not been thinking about us at all? or anything that we had. i miss it. i miss you.”

you look at him with a blank expression. what the fuck do you say? of course you think about him and your relationship. more than you should. “mingyu i do okay. i never stopped really but im not in the mood to get hurt again okay.” “i fucking promise you i will never treat you the same way i did okay?” he moves to sit next to you on the couch moving to grab your hands. “let me make it up to you? let me show you i can be there for you. i want to be the boyfriend you deserve. will you just give me a chance?” you think for a couple seconds.

he seems genuine. you did miss him a lot. a chance doesn’t hurt right? “okay mingyu. i will sleep with you in your bed okay. but i swear if you do anything like how you did before the break-“ he kisses you softly shutting you up. “i promise.” he says holding his pinky up

you wrap your pinky around his smiling as he lifts you and carries you to his room. softly throwing you onto his bed and climbing next to you. “you don’t know how much i missed you. i thought i was never gonna see you again.”

“yep that was the plan until i saw you at the club.” you state not wanting to lie to him. “well im so glad i saw you.” you smile at him. “can i make it up to you? ill make you feel so good y/n if you let me please.” hes already begging and you guys haven’t even done anything but a kiss.

he was always like this. he would immediately get needy after one small touch. mingyu was definitely a fucking switch. most of the time he loved being in control and seeing you beg for him. but everyone knew mingyu always leaned towards the subby side. he will listen to your requests always. if you’re happy he’s happy.

you nod softly at him watching him quickly shift between your legs pull down your shorts and underwear in one swift movement. kissing up your thighs slowly making your breath hitch under his touch. “fuck you’re so wet and i haven’t even touched you baby.” slowly moving his fingers up your slit inserting a finger in. his fingers immediately hit your g-spot causing you to already squirm until his firm touch.

“fuck you’re so tight. i can barely move my finger babe.” watching you closely as he inserts a second and third finger quickly watching as you get wetter from his touch. “g-gyu please more i need more.” you beg him hoping to add something extra to get you closer to your high.

“shh baby let me take my time i promise you’ll get everything you need okay?” he says sweetly pulling his fingers out of you with the noise of your squelch filling the room. “you hear yourself baby? you’re making a mess on my bed already hm?” he coos at you shifting so that his head is in between your legs. gently grabbing your thighs to spread your legs. “i bet you taste as sweet as i remember hm? could eat you for fucking days.” he immediately dives into eating your pussy. licking your slit as he slides one of his fingers back inside you.

“g-gyu oh my god.” eyes rolled back having your back arched as he absolutely devours you roughly sucking your clit fucking his finger into you quicker. looking up at you through his eyelashes not stopping his movements. not even to praise you. he is too pussy drunk and doesn’t want to stop anytime soon. grabbing a hold of his hair pulling on it when his finger hits that spot again making you go crazy. “m-mingyu i’m gonna cum please don’t stop.” and he doesn’t he sucks on your clit harder keeping up his pace with his finger. you come all over his tongue and his fingers. fucked out completely as you watch mingyu lick up your cum and hum.

“you taste so sweet princess. fucking delicious baby.” he smiles at you again moving up to kiss your lips. tasting yourself on his lips.

“what do you want baby? i will give you anything you want.” pulling his shirt over his head looking at you waiting for your answer. “can i ride you? g-gyu please i need you so bad.” he nods quickly. “m’course you can” he moves so he’s sitting up against the headboard of the bed. watching as you move onto his lap.

you have never seen mingyu take his pants off quicker. immediately pulling his dick out pulling your face closer to peck your lips. smiling into the kiss lining up his dick with your entrance slowly sinking down onto him.

mingyu is always more subby with this position immediately begging and pleading for your touch. “f-fuck y/n please move i need it so bad please baby.” he begs you trying not to fuck his hips into you.

you slowly rock your hips into his moaning at the feeling holding onto his shoulders for support. “you’re so tight im gonna cum so quick. i-i’m fuck i’m sorry” grabbing ahold of your hips to move you quicker on him. “i’m so close baby fuck.” he says feeling you bouncing on his dick now trying to chase your own high. “m-me too.” he groans lowly feeling his dick twitch inside of you. “f-fuck can i cum inside or where do you want it?” “inside p-please.” he doesn’t have to be told twice immediately cumming inside of you throwing his head back lost in the intense pleasure

you don’t stop bouncing on him. “babe i’m so sensitive fuck.” he says to you still fucked out holding onto you.

you nod. “i know baby but please you can last a little longer right? for me right? my good boy.” you try to turn him on with your words knowing it will go straight to his dick. he moans at your words pulling you into a quick kiss. “y-yes i’m so good for you.”

you smile at him quickening your movements now really needing his shoulder for support as you feel yourself coming. “f-fuckkk look at you c-creaming on my cock oh shit im gonna cum again.” you feel his cum shoot immediately into you. moaning at the feeling riding out both of your highs.

slowly climbing off of his lap laying next to him. “i missed you so fucking much.” he says pulling you under the covers with him kissing your forehead. “i missed you too but i don’t miss how you think i just want to lay here feeling your cum leak out of me.” you say playfully shifting to show him the puddle that is now under your crotch.

“its fine baby we can shower in the morning. plus what if we fuck again. you’ll just be full of my cum again.” he says with a straight face. you roll your eyes burying your face into his neck.

“i guess we’ll have to explain to seungkwan and cheol why we told them we weren’t back together…” you think out loud before falling asleep in your boyfriends arms.

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wonysugar · 10 months

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it’s so over for me | aeri uchinaga

pairing : nonidol!giselle x nonidol!femreader

synopsis : aeri ‘hottest girl on campus’ uchinaga, aeri ‘it girl’ uchinaga, aeri this, aeri that. y/n was sick and tired of hearing and seeing that girl everywhere. what was so good about her? she was a mean bitch, average looking and just a little rich, why were people freaking out over her so bad? aeri knew that y/n didn’t give two shits about her, and she didn’t like that. at all.

tags : college au, aespa, smau, crack, fluff, smut, some angst, wlw, giselle x femreader, they’re all mean girls, y/n is a nerd

warnings : smut, angst, aeri is mean at first, very mean. swearing, overall just mature themes. also the sex is very kinky (bdsm, degradation, spanking etc.)

profiles : whores, sewergang

featuring : heejin from loona, kazuha from le sserafim + every other member from aespa

status : discontinued until further notice— [GUNSHOTS]

updates : whenever i can!! </3

a/n : THE BANNER EXISTS GUYS!! i tried my best by no means am i a graphic designer, this is all you’re gonna get help😭also, not even gonna lie i’m kinda figuring out the plot as i go LMFAOAO

1. she ain’t allat

2. eng lit class

3. manga collection

4. too pretty to be acting like this (half written)

5. blasted

6. scaring the hoes

7. starbies~~ (half written)

8. mischievious [devil emoji]

9. it’s disgusting stop it

10. loser ass bitch

11. closet (half written)

12. wdym y/n’s drunk? (fully written)

13. painting

14. hold hands and kiss

15. hiding spot (half written)

16. okay but why?

17. YOU’RE GINGER?

18. do you thinks

19. popular bitch

20. a date.. shivers

21. a date!! no shivers (fully written)

22. i’m going first! (fully written)

23. desperate times call for desperate measures (fully written)

24. thanks queenie!

25. how romantic..

26. so now what

..coming soon :]

taglist : closed!

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#smut #kpop gg #female reader #aespa smut #aespa giselle smut #aespa giselle x reader #giselle x reader #aeri uchinaga #aeri uchinaga x female reader #giselle smau #aespa smau #aespa x reader #le sserafim #loona #aespa angst #crack #crack smau

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navybrat817 · 7 months

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Jump Scare

Pairing: Motocross!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader Summary: You get quite the jump scare during a movie night with Bucky. Word Count: Over 2.8k Warnings: Implied sex, scary movie (violence), jump scare, prank, scary vibes, slight feels, established relationship, swearing, Bucky Barnes (he's a warning, okay?). A/N: Fic #9 for Navy's Trick or Treat Nonsense! A bit further down the line for Hothead and Spitfire. @tavners, @maskedmistress87, @drabblewithfrannybarnes, this did NOT go the way I wanted it to, but that's okay!❤️ Edit: Also submitting for @witchywithwhiskey's Horror Movie Hoe-A-Thon with "What's your favorite scary movie?". Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by the talented @firefly-graphics. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

The sound of the basement door creaking open permeated the air in the otherwise silent house, fear paralyzing the soon-to-be victim who hid under the staircase. Terror mounted with each heavy footstep, as if they were a countdown to her impending doom. The masked assailant surveyed the dark space with his sharp knife in hand, still stained with the blood of the girl’s boyfriend who tried and failed to protect her. She covered her mouth as the killer got closer, her nostrils flaring as she desperately tried to keep from making any sounds. Maybe there was a chance he wouldn’t find her.

Her prayers were seemingly answered as the killer began to walk back up the steps, daring her to crawl out from her hiding space once she thought it was safe.

The bloodcurdling scream she let out as the knife plunged into her chest a heartbeat later was the last sound she ever made.

You stifled a yawn as you stared at the television, red light from the screen illuminating the darkened room as the killer stabbed his victim over and over again. “Why do people in horror films immediately pop their heads out when they think the killer’s gone? Do they just think they gave up? Or that they outsmarted them somehow?”

Bucky chuckled as he threw an arm over your shoulder. “I think that’s one of the rules of those films.”

“Which part? Running into a terrible spot where the killer is inevitably going to find you or thinking the coast is clear when it isn’t?”

“Both,” he replied.

You huffed and grabbed a handful of popcorn from the bowl in Bucky’s lap. You had to hand it to him. When he asked you over for a movie night, you figured it was an excuse to get in your pants. So when he invited you in and took you to the living room instead of the bedroom, it both surprised and disappointed you. It wasn’t that you wanted sex to be the main thing between you two. You enjoyed talking to him.

But, fuck, was he amazing in bed and you were only human.

Your new boyfriend, which was both exciting and nerve-wracking that it was official, had set up a few blankets and pillows on the couch so you’d be comfortable while watching the films. He shut off the lights to create, in his words, a spooky ambience. There was no reason not to indulge him. He even had a couple of your favorite snacks nearby so you wouldn’t have to get up and go to the kitchen.

Who said motocross riders couldn’t be a little bit romantic?

Bucky took your hand after you finished your helping of popcorn and slowly licked the salt and butter off one of your fingers. The cheeky little shit smirked when you sharply inhaled. “What’s your favorite scary movie?”

“You’re really asking me that right now?”

“Just curious,” he said, gently licking your middle finger when you held it up in his face. It was difficult not to feel aroused with his amazing tongue lavishing you with attention. “Are you giving me the middle finger to insult me or is that a promise?”

“It’s both. Fuck you and fuck you, Hothead,” you said, gasping when he lightly nibbled the tip.

“That can be arranged,” he smirked.

He isn’t romantic. He’s horny just like me.

“See? I knew there was a reason other than movies for having the blankets out here,” you smiled. You knew deep down he wanted you to stay the night. The man was a cuddler. “As much as I joke about some of the cliches, I like a lot of scary movies. The jump scares are always fun, especially when you don’t see them coming.”

“Name one movie,” he said, finally allowing you to take your hand back as he shifted to face you more. Neither of you were paying attention to the movie on the screen now. “Just one.”

“Okay,” you said after a moment, one recent film you watched popping up in your mind. “I like ‘Ready or Not’.”

His brows pinched a bit. “That’s the film about the bride getting hunted down by the groom’s Satan worshiping family, right? Why that one?”

You lifted your chin and looked back at the screen momentarily. “Grace was kind and caring, but also determined and resourceful. She was a survivor and I found it easy to root for her,” you replied, avoiding Bucky’s gaze when your voice softened. “At the root of her character, she just wanted to be part of a family.”

It was one of the reasons you moved to town. There was nothing for you back home. Friends didn’t stick around, some wrote you off because of your outspoken attitude, and things went south with Frank. Bucky was aware of all of that. It almost sounded like you ran away, but you didn’t see it that way. You made a choice to change your path for the better.

And thanks to Natasha, you not only met Bucky, but made other friends as well.

A soft kiss to your temple made you jump a bit. “You see yourself in Grace, don’t you, Spitfire?”

You swallowed, not wanting to get emotional. It was almost unnerving how Bucky could take down the bricks of the inner wall you sometimes built up. “I guess I do,” you whispered, clearing your throat. “But if you marry me one day and you try to sacrifice me so you can keep winning races or whatever, I will haunt your ass forever.”

Bucky’s nose scrunched as he laughed, bringing a smile to your face. “Listen, we both know if I’d try to sacrifice you that you’d knock my ass in the dirt,” he joked. You were glad he went along with the humor you shifted to instead of delving into a deep discussion. You could save that for another day. “And I wouldn’t do that anyway because I’d fight beside you.”

His declaration spread warmth from your chest as you snuggled close. It meant more to you than he knew. “Keep saying sweet things like that and we won’t make it through the next movie.”

“I’ll say all the sweet things you want,” he promised, resting his head against yours. “I actually did have an ulterior motive for movie night.”

I knew it.

You narrowed your eyes even though you directed your gaze at the television and not him. “Well, you have to tell me what your motive was.”

“I wanted to watch scary movies with you in the hopes you’d get a little scared and cuddle in my lap,” he admitted, the screams from the speakers not affecting either of you in the slightest. “But I should’ve known you don’t scare that easily since you’re a badass.”

It was so endearing that you couldn’t help but smile. “Being a badass doesn’t mean I don’t get scared. I’ve just seen most of these films. I know what’s going to happen,” you said. You weren’t usually the type to jump out of your skin, especially since they were movies and nowhere close to reality. “Would you like me to pretend I’m afraid? I can do that.”

He sighed and you could easily picture the pout forming on his stupidly handsome face. “It isn’t the same when I know you’re faking it.”

“That’s what she said,” you said, making him snort as you moved the bowl of popcorn from his lap and scooted closer. “And I can easily pretend that you’ll keep me safe from the scary masked killer who isn’t actually here because he’s on television.”

“Now you’re just making fun of me.”

“He’s walking slowly and he’s managing to catch up to the girl running at full speed because of reasons. Wait! She tripped over nothing. He’s going to get her! Oh, no!” you cried before you hid your face in his chest, which rumbled when he began to chuckle. You didn’t lift your head immediately since the whiff of cologne you caught distracted you. He always smelled so good. “See? Easy.”

“That’s not very believable, but thank you for trying,” he teased before the room got quiet. “What the hell?”

“What is it?” you asked, turning to look at the television. The screen was black now, leaving the room darker than before. “What happened to the movie?”

“I don’t know,” he said, glancing behind him. “Maybe something happened with the connection. I’ll be right back.”

“You know you’re never supposed to say that. One of the horror movie rules,” you said, moving back to give him room to stand and checking your phone for messages. The light from your screen gave you a chance to catch a glimpse of his abs through his shirt when he stretched. It tempted you to pull him back down beside you. “But I’ll send a search party if you don’t come back in ten minutes.”

“How generous of you,” he said, tilting your chin up as he leaned down. “I’ll be right back,” he whispered against your lips.

You barely brushed your lips back against his in a kiss before he left you alone. “You said it twice. I’m not responsible for anything that happens to you!”

A minute passed by as you mindlessly scrolled through an app. You felt a little bad about your teasing, even if Bucky didn’t say it bothered him. You didn’t scare easily, but you could’ve allowed yourself to be a bit more vulnerable. All he wanted you to do was turn to him. When he got back, you’d do just that.

But a few more minutes passed and he still hadn’t returned.

“Bucky? It hasn’t been ten minutes, but I’ll send the search party,” you said, looking behind you when you didn’t get an answer. You still couldn't see much of anything. “Bucky?”

THUD.

It sounded like Bucky fell to the ground in another room. At least, you thought it was him. “Are you okay?” you called out, using your phone to light a path as you got up and left the room. “Do you need help?” you added, flipping the switch for the hallway light.

Which didn’t turn on.

If this were a horror movie, his body would either fall out of a ceiling somewhere or he’d be the killer.

“Of course,” you mumbled to yourself as you slowly walked down the hall. You were familiar enough with Bucky’s place, but it almost felt empty and cold as you searched for him. The wind picking up outside only made the unsettling feeling grow. Why wasn’t he answering you? “Bucky, come on. We can just watch a movie on my phone.”

BANG.

You jumped when the office door slammed shut, a nervous laugh bubbling up as you took a step toward it. “Well played. You got me to jump,” you said, hesitating as you reached for the doorknob. There was something red smeared on it. No way was that blood. It couldn’t be. “Bucky?”

It’s just a prank, right? He’s fine. He’s perfectly fine.

You pressed your ear against the door to listen for any noises before something slammed against it on the other side, making you jerk back. Your heart admittedly leapt in your throat. You wished Bucky was beside you to hold your hand.

“Okay, Bucky! You win! I’m officially creeped out!” you announced, hoping it would get him to jump out before something hit the door again. “Fine, asshole! Ready or not, here I come!”

The door flew open before you could twist the knob. You held up your phone with a shaky hand and spotted a large figure in the light. He wore what you guessed was a dark robe and a Boogeyman mask, the eyes and mouth completely blacked out. That wasn’t the thing that made your mouth fall open with a scream.

It was the bloody machete in his hand.

Your eyes scanned the darkness for Bucky, worried more about him than yourself. “Run,” the figure whispered, lifting the weapon over his head.

Fight or flight kicked in and you chose to fight, though you didn’t have anything to use as a weapon. “Fucker! What did you do to my boyfriend, you piece of shit?!” you yelled, kicking him as hard as you could in the shin when he got close enough. He hardly budged, but you hobbled back and grabbed your foot as pain shot through it. “Ow, fuck! Are you made out of pure muscle?!”

The Boogeyman dropped the machete immediately. “Shit, are you okay?” he asked in a normal voice as he took out a phone and pressed the screen, the lights in the place coming on a moment later.

You recognized that voice.

Bucky. Fucking. Barnes.

“Bucky,” you said through your teeth when he removed the mask and brushed his long hair from his eyes. “What the actual fuck?!”

“I'm sorry. I was trying to scare you a little, not hurt you,” he said, going to look at your foot. You almost kicked him again. “Is it okay?”

“It’s fan-fucking-tastic, asshole!” you hissed as you hit his right arm with a ringing slap. “Shithead!” you added, smacking his arm again as he laughed. He was laughing at you. “Fucker!”

And to think I felt bad for not acting more scared during the movie.

You tried to get another hit in, but he grabbed your wrist before the blow landed. “Easy, Spitfire. Okay, I deserved a couple of hits. It was a stupid joke.”

“So stupid,” you snapped when the corner of his lip twitched. If he laughed again… “How did you shut everything off?”

“App on my phone for the lights and streaming service. I got ready and hid here until you went to look for me. Though I had to make a loud noise for you to do so,” he said, the humor in his blue eyes almost outweighing his worry. “I really am sorry.”

“And where the hell did you even get this?” you asked, tugging on the robe.

“Remember, all the guys are helping out with that haunted hayride this weekend? We each got scary costumes for it,” he reminded you. All the riders planned to help out, followed by a party once it wrapped up “Are you really okay?”

Your heartbeat returned to a slower pace as you took a breath. There were tons of films where boyfriends pretended to be killers to scare their girlfriends. It was somehow oddly endearing that Bucky did the same thing.

“I’m fine,” you said, even as unshed tears burned your eyes. “But I did think for a moment something may have happened to you. And it isn't like watching you at the tracks when I know there's an element of danger or watching a movie. This was different.”

And that scared me.

“Hey. I'm right here and I’m okay,” he whispered, touching your cheek. “I just wanted to scare you so I could comfort you. I'm sorry.”

Stupidly sweet logic.

“That’s such a guy thing to do,” you said as he gave you an abashed smile. “Okay, I’ll let you comfort me. You’re also going to rub my foot,” you added, which actually felt perfectly fine now, but he didn’t need to know that.

“I’ll give you the best foot massage,” he promised. “You really tried to beat the ‘killer’ up for thinking he did something to me. I’m touched.”

“Well, I didn’t have a weapon, but I’ll aim for the crotch next time,” you teased a little, giggling when he winced. “I guess I’m just as dumb as some of those horror movie victims.”

“You’re not dumb. You’re a badass. And I would’ve done the same thing if I thought someone hurt you,” he smiled, making your heart race for a good reason this time. “And I’m still your boyfriend after this, right?”

You smiled softly, but poked him in the chest for good measure. “Yeah, but I’m not sorry for kicking you in the shin, you can fuck yourself tonight, and I’m telling Nat what you did.”

Because if anyone is scarier than an angry girlfriend, it’s Natasha Romanoff.

“You know, you’re hot when you’re pissed off. Very hot,” he smirked. The vicious glare you gave him didn’t sway him as he gripped the back of your head. “And let’s see if I can convince you to let me fuck you.”

“It’s going to take a lot of convincing.”

You opened your mouth to accept the slide of his tongue against yours and allowed him to press you against the hallway wall. Nat would surely give him a piece of her mind tomorrow for scaring you. Tonight though, you’d let Bucky convince you to snuggle again and sleep with him. Because you had to hand it to him.

He delivered a worthy jump scare.

Motocross!Bucky was sharing a brain with lumerjack!Steve, wasn't he? Love and thanks for reading! 🧡

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theforbidfruit · 2 months

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MK1 Shitpost Pt.9

Havik: HAVE DINNER WITH ME!!! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

You: uh sure man. Yeah sometime.

Havik: ah-HAHAHA How about every night?! THIS WEEEK!!

You: maybe one night?

Havik: Come on man! EVERY NIGHT!!!!

Darius: *sprays Havik with a water* you’re scaring the hoes. Stop it.

#mk1 #mk1 2023 #mk 1 x reader #mk1 x you #mortal kombat 1 x reader #mortal kombat fanfiction #mortal kombat 1 2023 #Havik #mk havik #havik x reader #Darius #mk Darius #nonbinary reader

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rindouswifeee · 10 months

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Rindou Haitani Relationship Headcanon ( soft & spicy )

Soft

We all know that Rindou is canonly a green flag ( based to the character book where he is ranked as the 2nd best boyfriend in Tenjiku )

So he would basically watch that you are ok

He would buy you random stuff you talk about or than you see something

He loves seeing you happy

Nobody would ever lay a finger on you

Than some guy would do that, Rindou would kill him

At the beginning he don’t want you spend time with Ran

He has the issue that you would leave him for his brother

Ran must promise him to never lay a finger on you even not than you two aren’t together anymore

Ran understand that ( because bros before hoes )

Dates with him are either luxury and gorgeous in some high price restaurants or cafes or it would be chill hanging out at his place watching a series or movie, walking around in Roppongi, motorcycle rides ( if he have one )

He also love it to go to the best clubs and bars all over Tokyo especially Roppongi with you

Rindou also goes to the gym 3-5 days in a week so be prepared of hot gym pics from him

He would also be happy if you ask him if you can go with him to the gym

He help you with everything and would look that you drink enough and take your breaks if you need

Spicy

Rindou is a dominant type, say what you want but we all know that

He loves leaving marks on your neck , your breast, your thighs and all over your beautiful body

He is very much into teasing you and make you beg for him

He don’t like casual romantic s#x and you know it

He has a thing for your breast, he just likes it looking at them and playing with it

Than you two had your first time together he ask you every 10 minutes if you ok

This was one of the first times he wanted to be gentle because he don’t want to hurt you

You are different to the over girls he had

His Bodycount would be very high

So that boy. Know what he does.

And damn he knows it better than every other guy before

He likes it rough

Make you beg for his cum

He only do the things you also wanted to do

Before you two had your first time together he wanted to talk with you about that, he wanted that you are 10000% sure about it

Having s#x with rindou is one of the best things you could ever ask for

At the beginning of your relationship he used. everytime condoms, but after a while you two don’t want to use it

At the beginning you was a bite scared about his size but he promise you that you don’t need to be worried about it

He is very huge so like 8-9 inch

He also loves to slap your ass and do a little bit dirty talk

Because he things that it is lame without it

He does everything to hear your moans and screams

Gives you the best orgasmens you will ever have

Ran would hear it every time than he is at home

Before you he wasn’t so much into after care, he only wanted his fun

But now it’s different, he would cuddle, laugh and talking with you

He would bring snacks from the kitchen in he’s room so you two could watch a movie until you are falling asleep in he’s arms

Credits goes to the owner of the pics

#tokyo revengers #tokyo rev headcanons #ran haitani #rindou haitani #tokyo rev x y/n #haitani brothers #tenjiku #haitani rindou headcanons #haitani rindou imagines #rindou x you #rindou smut #rindou x reader #rindou x y/n #tokyo revengers rindou

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cocogum · 3 months

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Let’s TALK about episodes 9 and 10 people… (part 1)

PART 2 : HERE

(‼️SPOILERS FOR SEASON 4‼️)

If you thought episodes 7 and 8 had so much to talk about (cuz I sure did), then episodes 9 and 10 destroyed my mind.

….

I am so tired.

We begin with a small recap of what happened last episode and it’s honestly very nice and heartwarming of Ankama to remind us that Yugo will get his ass handed to him in a few minutes.

BRO LOOK AT HOW THEY’RE DRAGGING HIM ON THE DIRTY FLOOR LIKE THAT!!

The level of disrespect these thirsty hoes have for him is immeasurable. Even if Yugo’s not a kid, the fact that the necromes didn’t hesitate to tie him up like that and sacrifice him like a lamb is jaw-dropping. It really makes you understand that they don’t give a shit if you’re an actual kid, they will hang you up like a roast beef for dinner.

Bro’s asking as if he just got here.

Also, how do you think that fall must’ve felt like? Cuz when Toross yeets him, Yugo takes a massive fall only to get his body slammed into the pavement when he gets tied up.

He gets to fall even faster because of the stasis ropes pulling him down too.

You can even hear the loud slam when he hits it. That must’ve hurt like a bitch.

Btw I love how even after all that, Adamaï and Amalia still don’t trust Qilby even when he saved them from the necrome world.

Adamaï thinks he was an idiot for not using the eliatrope Dofus and…he’s right? Cuz my guy…ur scared of ruining things if you use the dofus but what are you gonna ruin in a place WHERE THERE’S NO WAKFU????

Sometimes I can’t tell whether or not that guy’s okay in his head. Like is he blind or something? You can clearly tell that the necrome world is completely deserted and has no actual life, Amalia even CONFIRMS IT for you, Toross is literally using his dofus in his world of nothing, AND it’s also literally known as the gods’ garbage bin.

No wonder you get slapped around so much, you’re stupider than Yugo!!

I never in my life thought that I’d eventually get to see Qilby booping Amalia’s nose.

And I don’t know if I should like it or if I should fear it.

Man literally booped her as if she was a kid. But then again, he IS a millennial years old so it would explain why he’d treat her like a fetus.

In a way, he really CAN see her as a kid who doesn’t know what the hell she’s talking about.

But like-

I never imagined this happening???? Not even in a trillion chances 😀😀

BUT WHAT CONFUSES ME EVEN MORE IS THIS :

I get that Amalia annoyed him when she said he STILL couldn’t be trusted but what do you mean by “artificial”??? I’m still confused about that.

MY QUEEN NORA AND HER GAY ASS IS BACK WITH HER SHENANIGANS GURL WE SEE U !!

You can’t tell me this scene ain’t gay 😭😭

The way she grabbed her was so sudden, it made my heart jump!! And Amalia just goes with it like a damsel in distress being protected by her knight 🥰🥰 My noramalia senses detected that shit from a mile away, you ain’t getting away!!!

That torture scene tho should’ve taken longer ngl. But Okoo being the kid that they are decided “hell nah”. It’s still a shame really but at least we got what we needed.

Also, lemme just say something about this torture scene real quick.

Not only does Yugo get sucked the living out of him, but he just got BODY SLAMMED FROM AT LEAST 290 FEET on LITERAL PAVEMENT so now his back is completely obliterated, he keeps CONVULSING, TWITCHING, and GETS HIS BONES BREAKING TO GROW LONGER ONES-

He’s feeling all that WHILE getting sucked to death. My god. I wanted to see more of that.

The only reason why he didn’t turn out ballistic was cuz Oropo was keeping him busy in his head. He literally told him that he’ll make him fight just to not think about it.

And even though Oropo does hate him (but calmed down a bit once he reunited with Yugo), he told him that even he doesn’t deserve all of this. Can you imagine the one who caused so many calamities and was ready to kill the gods because he hates you telling you that even you don’t deserve this?? It just shows how kinky this Toross guy is.

#wakfu #ankama #krosmoz #wakfu season 4 #wakfu s4 #wakfu yugo #wakfu review #wakfu reviews #wakfu season 4 episodes 9 and 10

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godsavetheanimalz · 5 months

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my (personal) favorite albums of 2023!!! 1. Jeff Rosenstock - HELLMODE 2. Sufjan Stevens - Javelin 3. Liturgy - 93696 4. Anohni - My Back Was a Bridge For You To Cross 5. Geese - 3D Country 6. Snõõper - Super Snõõper 7. Billy Woods & Kenny Segal - Maps 8. Lonnie Holley - Oh Me Oh My 9. Sprain - The Lamb as Effigy 10. Sampha - Lahai 11. Reverend Kristin Michael Hayter - SAVED! 12. JPEGMAFIA & Danny Brown - SCARING THE HOES 13. Squid - O Monolith 14. Wednesday - Rat Saw God 15. Mitski - The Land Is Inhospitable and So Are We 16. Kara Jackson - Why Does The Earth Give Us People To Love? 17. Caroline Polachek - Desire, I Want to Turn Into You 18. Genesis Owusu - STRUGGLER 19. Indigo De Souza - All of This Will End 20. Underscores - Wallsocket 21. 100 gecs - 10,000 gecs 22. Paramore - This Is Why 23. King Krule - sPacE hEavy 24. Joanna Sternberg - I've Got Me 25. grouptherapy. - i was mature for my age, but i was still a child 26. Parannoul - After the Magic 27. Spiritual Cramp - Spiritual Cramp 28. The Armed - Perfect Saviors 29. Screaming Females - Desire Pathway 30. Jeromes Dream - The Gray In Between 31. Alice Longyu Gao - Let's Hope Heteros Fail, Learn and Retire 32. Zach Bryan - Zach Bryan 33. amaarae - Fountain Baby 34. feeble little horse - Girl With Fish 35. Olivia Rodrigo - GUTS 36. Foo Fighters - But Here We Are 37. squirrel flower - Tomorrow's Fire 38. Frost Children - Hearth Room 39. Hotline TNT - Cartwheel 40. Snow Strippers - April Mixtape 3

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badbatchsprincess · 22 days

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Heated ~ pt.12

Pt.1 ~ Pt.2 ~ Pt.3 ~ Pt.4 ~ Pt.5 ~ Pt.6 ~ Pt.7 ~ Pt.8 ~ Pt.9 ~ Pt.10 ~Pt.11 ~ Pt.12

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Summary: This is an ABO Bad batch!Poly x Omega Reader smut with a plot. This takes place as an AU before order 66. Y/N previously served under the 501st before being transferred to Special Forces 99. This is her adventure with these rowdy Alphas in a quickly changing universe.

THIS IS AN ABO AU ABOUT THE BAD BATCH (NO CANON OMEGA!) Due to the unfortunate situation of her name being Omega… Omega the child from the canon series is not going to be apart of this fanfic/porn with a plot. I feel obligated to put this warning in because it makes my skin crawl thinking anyone could make that mistake.

Warnings: Angst! The rise of the empire and that hoe Tarkin. ImperialCrosshair and mind control. Some medical jargon and more angst.

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“What the fuck just happened?”

You felt Tech's hand on your shoulder making you jump at the touch. As the adrenaline wore off, you felt the shakes start to roll in. Slowly rising, you hugged yourself, relieved that none of Crosshair's bullets had punched a hole in you.

"What's wrong with you?" Wrecker shoved Crosshair into the snow, the sniper went flying with a huff.

"Y/N, are you alright?" Tech asked, looking you over. "Why would you do that?" His eyes betrayed a mix of worry, anger, and fear.

"I-I don't know... something just made me do it," you whined, tears sliding down your cheeks.

The other clones stormed through the woods, guns drawn. Tech pushed you protectively behind him as Hunter engaged with the other soldiers. They were all acting strangely. When the captain explained Order 66 to Hunter and how the Jedi had turned on the Republic, you couldn't believe your ears.

You started feeling unable to breathe. They were all dead? The Jedi? How could this be?

"Y/N?" Tech turned to look at you. Clutching your chest, you looked up at him with pleading, tear-filled eyes as your heart raced loudly clouding your hearing. Your vision started to fade, and you collapsed into the snow, everything going dark as panic and stress consumed you into unconsciousness.

"Y/N!" Wrecker's booming voice faded into nothingness.

~~~

When you woke up, you were on the Marauder. Your eyes felt impossibly heavy, and your body tingled all over as the numbness faded.

"Y/N?" Tech's gentle hands stroked your cheek affectionately, and you leaned into his touch.

"Mmm." You felt your voice trying to come back to you. "What happened?"

Tech pressed a kiss to your forehead. "You had a panic attack, mesh'la."

"Scared the karking shit out of us," Wrecker's voice came from the foot of your bed. You realized you were in their bunks. Everyone was there except Crosshair.

"Where's Cross?" You asked, trying to sit up slowly. Tech helped you up.

"He's up front," Hunter said, giving you a small smile.

"What happened?" You asked again, not quite remembering the situation.

"The war is over," Echo informed you.

"It's over?" You scrunched your brows together. "H-how?"

"General Kenobi killed General Grievous on Utapau. The separatists fell, and then…" Echo looked at the others before returning his gaze to you. "The Jedi turned on the Republic. They tried to assassinate the Chancellor."

The look on your face made everyone nervous you were going to have another fainting spell.

"They turned on the Republic?" You were in disbelief. "Why would they ever do that?"

They just shrugged, unsure as well. You tried to replay your last few memories with the pup and his master who had been gunned down trying to save the kid.

"The pup…" You whispered. "Did he survive?"

"I don't know, Mesh'la," Hunter rubbed your ankle.

"A-and… Crosshair… Crosshair tried to shoot me!" You suddenly filled with rage.

"Easy ad'ika," Hunter tried to soothe you, but you just threw the blanket off and shoved him out of the way, disregarding how dizzy you still might be. You stumbled into the main cabin and then into the cockpit, where Crosshair sat at attention holding firepuncher.

He just looked at you blankly as you approached him, a little wobbly still. He didn't have time to react when you reared your hand back and backhanded him so hard across the cheek that a little spit flew out of his mouth along with his pick.

"You tried to kill me!" You growled, showing your fangs. "Fuck you, Crosshair!"

"You were in direct violation of Order 66," he snarled, standing up, making the others rush to separate the two of you.

"He was just a pup!" You screamed, feeling the tears start to pour again. You never thought in a million years Crosshair would ever have turned his weapon onto you. "He didn't do anything!"

"He's a Jedi," Crosshair snarled as Wrecker pushed him back down into a seated position on the jump seats.

"So you were going to do what exactly? Shoot me and hope the bullet hit him too?!" You were hysterical. The betrayal was beginning to ache in your heart. "Have you lost your karking mind, Crosshair?"

"Good soldiers follow orders," he growled.

"You've never followed orders!" You screamed. This was madness. "I'm your unit! You don't turn on us! You don't turn on me! We're pack! You said so yourself!"

"Please, mesh'la, please try to calm down. I don't want you collapsing again," Tech pleaded with you, trying to do everything he could to soothe you.

"Why? Why is he doing this?" You cried, throwing yourself into Tech's chest. The pilot just held you as you lost the strength to stand. He carried you back to the bunk to let you sob. Not even twenty-four hours ago, you were all snuggled into your living room watching trashy TV like the perfect domestic family. You would have given anything in this moment to go back to that time.

Tech checked your heart rate again and shook his head, not liking the numbers.

"Mesh'la, we have a long journey ahead. Can I please give you a sedative so you can rest?" He was clearly worried.

"Please," you nodded, wiping your tears away. "Put me out, I-I… it hurts." You sobbed even more. To have your alpha turn on you like this was an omega's worst nightmare. The man supposed to protect you, just tried to kill you with a pup in your arms. It was one of the most horrific acts an Alpha could do.

Tech reached into your bag, grabbing the sedative. You adjusted the dose before handing it back to him. He pressed the machine to your neck, letting the medicine enter your system. You sighed, feeling the calm rush over you before you drifted off into peaceful sleep.

You just wanted to go back to your apartment with your alphas, and that's what your peaceful sleep brought you. The dreams you had were of nothing but bliss.

~~~

You had awoken moments before touching down on Kamino. You had asked Hunter to come talk with you in private as you were concerned about how you were all going to be able to proceed.

"Mesh'la, I'm-" He stepped forward, cupping your cheeks in his palms. "I'm so sorry."

"Hunter…" You closed your eyes, forcing yourself to say the words you weren't wanting to have to say. "I need you to grant me medical leave." You sighed.

He looked down at you and nodded, knowing that this was coming. "Is that what you want?"

You nodded. "I-I don't know how I'm supposed to deal with all of this. I just want to go home… just for a little bit."

"I'll grant it, but on one condition." He leaned down to look you in the eyes, wanting to punch Crosshair for the tears welling in your eyes again.

"What is it?" You whispered.

"That you don't give up. That you come back when you've had some time to process everything."

You chewed your lip and looked into his amber eyes full of emotion.

"I promise." You whispered. He leaned forward, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

You didn't really have it in you to speak anymore, so when they all disembarked the ship, you just gathered your things to report to the medical checkpoint.

Everything seemed slightly different as you looked around. The regs were marching in perfect lines, and the medical staff seemed to be packing up their things. You looked around for Kix, but there was no sign of him. You sighed and went into the restrooms that the medical personnel were given during the times their units were on base.

Rarely had you stayed here, usually opting for a hammock next to Echo in the 99’s barracks, but you didn't really want to be around Crosshair right now. You hadn't really felt heartbreak before, but based on all the angsty songs and books you’ve read, you deduced this had to be it.

It felt horrible.

"Are you alright?" A nurse asked you as she watched you from her workstation.

You just nodded and gave her a side smile. She looked you over one more time before going back to her work.

You were, in fact, not alright.

Nothing about this felt alright. You couldn't help but think about Anakin. Where the hell was he? Was he alright? Had he been killed? He was friends with the Chancellor; there’s no way he would have turned on him too? And Kenobi? Was he alright? Your thoughts were starting to make you sick…

You laid in the uncomfortable bunk, staring up at the ceiling until you got a buzz on your com signaling it was time for dinner. The time just seemed to have melted away as you swam in the depths of your thoughts. You had fought back tears on multiple occasions, trying to come to terms with this whole ordeal.

When you finally swung your feet over the side of the bunk and groggily laced up your shoes, you felt the hunger pangs and knew you needed to eat something.

Once again, the walk to the mess hall was unsettling. The once curious regs now acted like rigid droids. When you went over to the medic’s side of the room to grab a tray and start dishing up your dinner, you noticed your unit seated at their usual table in the far corner. They kept their heads down, eating their food, but once again, the only one you didn't see was Crosshair.

You grabbed your nutrient drink and were about to make your way over to an empty table when you were intercepted by a reg in all-white armor. "Nala Se requires your presence once you finish your meal."

You nodded. "Thanks, trooper."

Kark.

You were feeling the anxiety again as you forced the food down. This entire situation was getting weirder by the minute. You tried your best to ignore the sense that something bad was coming.

Once you cleared your tray, you placed it into the hands of a service droid and grabbed your things to make your way towards the medical wing. You grabbed your access card and swiped it, allowing you to enter the research labs. You followed a series of hallways before entering Nala Se's office. The tall grayish alien stood facing one of her DNA extraction machines.

"You requested me, ma'am?" You asked, standing at attention, realizing you were unsure if you were even considered a medic anymore. The GAR no longer seemed to exist?

She spoke, pulling you out of your thoughts. "I require more samples for testing. The information your unit brought me has been most helpful in developing a quick cure."

"That’s good, ma'am," you nodded. "But I must ask, as the GAR no longer exists, am I still considered a soldier’s medic?"

"I am not entirely versed in the Imperial ways yet, but as they have seized operations here on Kamino, us, and the clones all fall under Imperial ownership. I would assume that means you too?"

"How can I confirm this information?" You asked, not liking her choice of words. You volunteered to join the GAR; you didn’t give over your autonomy to the Imperial Regime.

"I would check with General Tarkin's office; he's been sent here to evaluate the effectiveness of the clones." She replied, sending the sample droid over your way. You took a seat and rolled up your sleeve, allowing the droid to take the samples she required.

When the droid had finished, you took a bandage to cover the small prick wound.

"Do you know where my commanding officer is currently?" You asked, refastening your sleeve and standing up. The droid handed you a glucose tablet to keep you from getting woozy.

She pulled out her datapad, checking. "CT-9901 seems to be in the training facility for evaluations."

"Thank you. Is that all?" You stood by the door.

"For now. Yes." She turned back to her work, dismissing you.

You left, trying to figure out where General Tarkin's office could possibly be. You asked a guard posted in the hallway, and he directed you in the general location. You continued onwards until you reached the office you think belongs to the imperial officer.

You stepped inside to find other Imperials walking around various holodesk and carrying updated datapads. Approaching the main desk, you said, "Excuse me?"

The man behind the desk looked up at you. "Can I help you?"

"Yes, actually, I was wondering how I'd check my occupation status? I was a civilian medic for the Grand Army of the Republic. I'm just not sure what I'm supposed to be doing."

"Were you not directed back to Coruscant?" The man asked.

"No, sir," you replied, picking up your access badge and handing it to him.

He took it and pushed it into the reader, pulling up your file. "It says here you are on pending status. That means you need to decide if you’re going to re-enlist in the new conscription program or be terminated.”

"Terminated?" You raised a brow.

"Your status will be terminated as an Imperial medic," he corrected.

You were relieved; that's what he meant.

"Is it alright if I come back to make that decision? I need to speak to my commanding officer first."

He nodded and handed back your access badge.

You spun around and calmly stepped out of the office before starting to jog down the hall back towards the boys' barracks.

When you finally made it to the door, you punched in the access code, revealing them gathered around the center table.

"Pip?" Wrecker's face brightened.

"What are you doing?" You looked down at the holo table in front of them, showing a map of jungle terrain.

"We're being sent on another mission to settle some insurgents on Onderon," Hunter said, pointing to the hologram.

"Already?" You couldn't bring yourself to move from the doorway.

Hunter nodded. "Are you alright?"

You just looked at him, probably like a musha deer in headlights.

"Y/N…" Tech took a step towards you.

You just stared at him, then at the others. You noticed Crosshair still looking at you with that blank stare. It made your insides churn.

"They wanted to know if I would be reenlisting… or else my status within the Imperial army will be terminated," you blurted out. "And I think Nala Se still wants my blood, so I don't know what I should - or if I should even - ugh, I don't know." You rubbed your eyes.

"How about we start with you coming inside?" Hunter and Tech took your hands, gently tugging you down into the room. The door finally closed behind you, leaving you alone in their room with the rain pattering on the window outside.

"Why are you freaking out?" Echo asked.

"I just - I didn't like the way Nala Se spoke earlier, and it sent me into a spiral. And I don't even know if my friends are alive, or what to feel, everything is changing so fast!" You whimpered.

"Do you still want to go back to Coruscant?" Hunter asked, sitting down in front of you.

"What?" Echo narrowed his brow. "You're leaving?"

You swallowed thickly, trying to fight the tears for the tenth time today. "I need a break. I'm not built like you all, I can't handle all of this. Apparently all of my friends became terrorists overnight, everyone is acting crazy, and Crosshair wants me dead, so…" You growled out the last part.

The sniper didn't even flinch at your words; he just continued to chew on his toothpick.

"I think it's best if I take medical leave. Just for a bit so I can figure out everything," you sighed, feeling the weight of their stares.

"Pip, you can't leave," Wrecker pouted and whined.

"It's not forever, big guy," you sighed.

"What happens if, when you reenlist, they assign you somewhere else?" Tech asked.

You hadn't really thought about that. "Hunter can request me again."

"No, this is ridiculous," Echo interjected. "Tiny isn't going anywhere. You need to lock in and open your eyes. Things are weird at the moment. Coruscant was just attacked by separatists; it's not safe there either. You're safest here with us. Your pack, for maker's sake."

"Am I safe here?" You asked again, getting flashbacks to being at the wrong end of Crosshair's rifle and the shaking of that poor Jedi pup.

"As long as you don't go trying to save traitors," Crosshair bit out.

You took in a shaky inhale, trying not to let him get under your skin. You felt just like you did three months ago when Crosshair never so much as said five consecutive words to you in a row unless it was to criticize your closeness with regs.

"How about after our mission, we'll find you on Coruscant, and we can talk again after you've had some time to think about what you want to do," Hunter said, trying to be diplomatic even though his alpha vehemently disagreed with leaving his omega behind.

You nodded, hoping that this would work. "I'll take the first transport out tonight. You'll know where to find me."

Wrecker let out a broken whine when you turned to leave the barracks. Unable to look back. You knew if you looked back and saw Wrecker’s eyes you’d fold.

You turned the corner, heading back towards the medical wing to gather your belongings when you were stopped by a group of Coruscant guards. You looked up at them, confused to see the red markings.

"Miss Y/L/N, just the woman I was looking for," General Tarkin's voice cut through the air like ice.

You froze momentarily before turning to face the admiral. You stood at attention. "Admiral Tarkin, what can I do for you?"

"Would you mind coming with me? There are a few things I wish to discuss with you."

You swallowed thickly, stifling down the fear rising in your chest. He ushered you to follow him, which you did diligently. In your mind, you silently prayed the boys would come running after you. There’s no way the second most important man in the galaxy wanted to speak with you… privately.

"I understand you've been with the Republic army since the beginning of the war?" Tarkin must have read your file.

"Yes, sir. I volunteered after completing my medical program in Coruscant.”

"You served under General Anakin Skywalker, correct?" He asked, even though it was obvious he already knew everything on record about you.

“Yes."

"Then you transferred to the Special Forces 99?”

“Yes."

"Any particular reason?”

"I became close with Commander Tano. Once she left the Jedi Temple, I wanted a fresh start, sir.”

"I understand. Now forgive me if I'm getting too personal, but I'd like to know more about your history before the GAR.”

"Uhm, yeah, sorry. Yes," you nodded, thrown off a bit. You were trying to figure out where the hell this was all leading to.

"You were born on Coruscant. Where is your family?" He sat down in his chair.

"Dead, sir.”

“Dead?"

"Yes. Both of my parents died in a factory explosion when I was three, sir. I have no other living relatives.”

"How did you survive this long in Coruscant with no family?”

"The Republic had social programs, sir. I was raised in an orphanage and put through school. I performed so well in my last years of education, I was offered a full ride scholarship to attend Coruscant University's medical program.”

"Then you joined the military?" He seemed a bit confused. "Aren't you a bit overqualified for all this? You could have had a luxurious life back in the capital in one of those high rises.”

"I wanted to see the galaxy, sir. There was nothing left for me on Coruscant. I wouldn't have changed my fate for all the money in the world.”

"You like the thrill of it all," he nodded, understanding that.

"I enjoyed every moment of it. Even the tough parts.”

He nodded, ”Do you feel that your skills have been met working with the Special Forces 99?”

"If by that you mean I've had to patch them up a few times, then yes, sir, I have. They're an incredible group of soldiers, but they do have a tendency to get a bit banged up in their line of service.”

"I heard about the incident on Crait," he began. "That must have been terrifying.”

"Um, yes. I guess you could describe it as such.”

"You're close with those men, correct?”

You didn't like his tone. He seemed to be insinuating that there was something more. Like he knew about everything. This man was a snake. You saw that now, clear as day. He was trying to lure you into telling him everything.

You tilted your head. "In what way, sir?” He was going to have to spell this one out.

He smirked. "You've been with them for over nine months now. Living in such close quarters like that, you're bound to develop a… bond.”

You scrunched your brows. "Sir, I assure you, it has remained entirely professional. Yes, being in high-stress situations, I had to learn to trust them. It seemed harder for them to accept me. They barely spoke to me for six months. It wasn't until Crait that I think they finally started to warm up to me. Perhaps it's more of a trauma bond.”

He laughed. It didn't seem fake or anything; he actually thought you were making a joke… and the old fart thought you were funny.

You sat there awkwardly, waiting for him to stop chuckling. You chewed your lip, totally bewildered by this entire situation. Grand Admiral Tarkin was laughing at a joke you didn't even intend to make. What the karking hell is going on?

"Ahem," he cleared his throat, calming down finally, trying to restore his neutral expression. “Apologies."

You just smiled awkwardly, checking your chrono; kark, it was getting closer to your departure time for the shuttle.

"Is there anything else you wish to ask me, Admiral?" You wanted out of there… now!

"Yes, actually." He cleared his throat one more time, becoming the serious man again. "I wanted to ask you about the events on Kaller.”

You swallowed nervously.

"My men reported that the young Jedi had escaped Imperial custody and you are to blame."

Your heart pounded furiously in your chest, making you start to feel faint. Shit. Shit. Shit. Kark. Fuck. Dammit.

You opened your mouth to speak, but Tarkin cut you off. "Don't worry; you're not in trouble. One of your unit members informed me that you are, in fact, an Omega.”

"Yes, sir," your voice wavered a bit.

"As an alpha, I understand that we all have certain instincts we cannot ignore, as it is yours to protect pups with your life." He studied you. "I was also informed you broke orders by leaving your post to search out this young boy, putting yourself in the middle of an active battlefield. Clearly, you weren't in your right senses. I was also informed that your life was put in danger by your unit member.”

You were trembling now, feeling like a little prey animal stuck in the jaws of a wild tooka.

"Crosshair was just trying to follow orders, sir. It was my fault we were in that situation at all," you tried to defend your alpha, even though you were still royally pissed at him.

"It's okay, Y/N," he was trying to make you feel a little comfortable again. "I'm actually more curious about the others.”

"The others, sir?" You were lost now; why the hell does he want to know about them?

"Yes, I want to know what their reaction was to seeing their omeg- oops, apologies, their medic in direct line of fire.”

His slip-up was no accident. You could see the gears turning behind his beady eyes. He was trying to sus something out of you, and you were starting to guess what it was.

"They stopped Crosshair from killing me, sir," you deadpanned. "That's how the pup got away. He ran when Crosshair was distracted.”

"Yes, but what did they do exactly?" He was leering at you from his desk.

"They tried to encourage me to let go of the boy. I didn't, and Crosshair went to shoot. The child blocked the shot. Crosshair went to shoot again, and before he could kill me to get to the child, they tackled him into the snow long enough for the kid to run." You shook your head. "I had my back turned to them, sir; I didn't see what happened until after. Then I fainted from stress."

"Fainted?" He raised a brow.

You nodded. "I'm used to some level of stress, Admiral, but I'm rarely ever in the actual war zones. My Sergeant usually orders me to stay on the ship in case of emergencies.”

"I see," he said, clasping his hands together and resting them on his desk.

"Is that all, sir?" You wanted out of there… now!

"Yes, that is all. Thank you for your time." He dismissed you, and you tried to get out of there as quickly as possible without coming off rude.

When you were finally in the clear, you let out the breath you had been holding before starting into a jog to get to the transport station, praying the shuttle hadn't departed yet. You rounded the corners, nearly flying off balance a few times and bumping into clones as you went.

You spotted the transport in the distance and tightened your backpack straps before sprinting forward.

"Wait!" You yelled and waved at the clone in charge of the shuttle. He saw you and waved you over, waiting for you to hop on. You continued your run across the landing platform, getting closer.

"Stop her! Stop that omega!" a voice commanded from behind you.

You whipped your head around, seeing Tarkin standing there with an armada of red guards.

What? Me?

The guards raised their weapons, and suddenly, it felt like you were hit with ice water. Holy kark. They were aiming at you.

You saw the stun blasts whiz past you and yelped, trying to dodge them to the best of your ability.

"Don’t injure her!" Tarkin ordered.

What the fuck. What the fuck.

You dodged another, but unfortunately, you didn’t see the one you stepped right in front of.

You yipped, getting hit in the side and collapsing onto the ground, feeling numb. The last thing you saw before you were forced into unconsciousness was the Coruscant guards rushing over to you, weapons drawn. Damn, Hunter’s going to be so mad. Their red masks faded into darkness while one of them bent down to lift you off the cold platform.

~~~ One Week Later ~~~

"What's her status, doctor?"

"She wasn't that injured on the platform, luckily. I've kept her in stasis while she's recovered to keep her stress levels at a minimum. I'll begin running tests on her genetic structure before I can give you a definitive answer on her lineage."

"Her alpha wasn’t very forthcoming with this information either. Please make sure to increase the efficacy of his programming before their bond overrides the chip’s primary function. As for the others, they’ve committed treason against the empire. I must terminate them."

"May I suggest we try increasing their programming as well before taking such extreme actions?"

"I know they're your favorite creations, but they are too unpredictable."

"What about the omega? If your suspicions are correct, her health will decline if separated from them."

"Then they will remain imprisoned here."

You heard the conversation, but the words were fuzzy as you tried your hardest to come back to the land of the living. From what you could tell, you were in a bed. There were sounds of medical monitoring machines watching your vitals, and then the telltale whirling sound of medical droids buzzing about. So, a medical facility…

You also knew those voices belonged to none other than Nala Se and Tarkin.

Still on Kamino, you deduced.

Definitely missed the shuttle to Coruscant. Opening your eyes, you adjusted to the artificial light. It must have been dimmed for your comfort as you exited the artificial stasis.

You caught the back of Tarkin’s head leaving the viewing window, along with Nala Se, who watched you with her dark eyes.

"What did you do?" You bit out, feeling the agitation arise. When you tried to get up, you realized you had been restrained to the hospital bed. You flailed, starting to feel yourself get worked up.

"Please remain calm," a medical droid chirped at you. "You have been restrained for your own safety.”

"My what?" You snarled at the droid. "Let me out!”

"If you don’t try to relax, we will have to sedate you," the droid warned.

You ceased your struggling and forced yourself to lay back down to try and still your racing system. The fight or flight response was strong. You immediately started trying to figure out a way to get out of these fabric-lined binders.

~~~

"Where is she?" Hunter snarled, throwing his fists against the cell's force field.

"Shut up, inmate," the guard growled back before returning to his conversation.

Hunter paced back and forth, watching them like a wolf.

"I thought she was supposed to be on Coruscant," Wrecker slumped down onto the cell's bench.

"She never made it, Wreck," Echo whispered. "Layla said she never came back home."

"So she's here," Tech said, looking at the guards chatting. "We haven't been executed yet, so that means something else is going on that we don't know about."

"Where did they take Crosshair?" Wrecker asked.

"Who knows," Hunter growled lowly. "But we need to get out of here."

"Working on it," Tech said, analyzing the space. "This isn't a prison."

"I beg to differ," Echo rolled his eyes.

"No, this city was built before it was used as a military base of operations," Tech looked around tapping the walls, getting to work explaining how the walls aren't built to withstand someone like Wrecker.

~~~

Nala Se entered the room, wandering over to the computerized testing machine. "What is this?" you demanded.

"Admiral Tarkin is interested in your genetic lineage," she whispered back, plugging in information to the database. "It would seem that you have very unique DNA."

"I didn’t agree to this. You can’t hold me prisoner here," you yanked on the binders.

"Would you prefer I bring in CT-9904? Would he make you feel safer?" She asked.

You snorted, "I want out."

"I can’t release you, Omega. I’m sorry," she typed into her datapad.

"My name is Y/N," you bit out, wanting nothing more than to deck this alien in her stupid needle neck.

"Perhaps I should get CT-9904," she pushed a few buttons into her datapad.

You hissed, tugging on the restraints, hoping they’d snap when the door whooshed open and there stood Crosshair. He wore strange armor and didn’t have his helmet. You kept pulling, making the hospital bed creak and groan under your pressure.

"Would you please help your Omega remain calm? Stress is bad for her health," Nala Se said to Crosshair.

He silently crossed the room, approaching the side of the bed.

"Get the fuck away from me," you snarled, making him scowl. He ran a hand over your closed fists, soothing the skin there before moving up to the binders, seeing the red marks from it biting into your soft wrists. He gave you a warning growl, making you stop fighting in fear of angering him further.

You shuddered as his hands slowly worked up the muscles of your arm before reaching your neck, where he brushed against the mating gland, making you squirm.

He flashed you his signature smirk before grabbing a stool and sliding it over for him to sit in.

"Are you misbehaving, Omega?" His silvery voice made you shiver.

"Alpha, please let me out," you whined, looking down at the restraints.

"Don’t try that with me," he chuckled. "I have orders just to keep you calm, not let you go, mesh’la."

You looked at Nala Se with a nasty scowl.

"You were about to shoot me dead, and now it’s mesh’la again?" You lurched at him, but he didn’t flinch at your attempt to spook him.

"Sorry, ad’ika, I wasn’t thinking straight," he brushed your hair from your eyes, tucking a stray piece behind your ear.

"Oh, and now you are?" You were pissed.

"It’s in his programming to protect and care for you, Y/N, you don’t need to doubt that," Nala Se said before stepping out of the room.

"You told them?" You whisper-yelled.

"It’s protocol to report relations," he leaned close, running his nose along your hairline. "They had to fix me up, like I said, I wasn’t thinking straight before. They knew my omega needed me."

"What did they do to you?" You backed up, looking at him in his entirety. Nothing he was saying was making any damn sense. You weren’t his mate… what was he getting on about? The old Crosshair never would have told them about what happened on Mimban, nor would he have ever put you in danger. You knew you had to find Fives. It seems like the only thing making sense is what he was trying to tell you earlier.

"They just helped me remember my purpose, mesh��la," he went to give you a small kiss, but you turned your head away and laid back down on the mattress, trying to ignore him. You were still mad even though whatever was in him giving you the cold shoulder after Kaller was reversed, it didn’t matter. He was using your feelings for him to manipulate you, even if it was under orders.

He sighed and decided to leave you be. You stopped fighting the restraints, so he moved to exit. "If you need me, adi’ka, I’ll be outside."

You stared at the wall, refusing to look at him. You sensed him hesitate before stepping outside, leaving you alone in the darkened room.

You fought back tears. That wasn’t your Crosshair. You had no idea what these monsters were doing to him, but you knew it had something to do with what happened to Tup.

Staring blankly at the wall to your right, you wanted to just be put back under. This was not a situation you ever envisioned yourself being in, and seeing Crosshair acting so differently was making you anxious. You had to get the fuck out of here.

Looking to the table sitting next to you, there was a set of surgical tools sitting on a sterile tray. One of the tools you knew very, very well… a laser suture.

"Thank the Force," you whispered, leaning forwards.

You knew if you just leaned slightly forwards, you could grab it with your teeth. Pushing yourself further, the restraint on your left arm was starting to bite into your skin again, and your joints started to ache.

You knew if you pushed it too far, you’d dislocate your arm, so you just took it very slowly.

Using your forehead to nudge the tray closer, you heard it rattle slightly, praying Crosshair wouldn’t hear. You took a deep breath and continued nudging it closer.

When it was finally within reach, you picked up the pen-looking tool between your teeth and very, very slowly, you brought it up off the tray and into your lap where you dropped it into your right hand. Then, very stealthily, you pushed the roller tray back to where it was.

You heard the door suddenly open, and you very discreetly rolled the pen under your hand so he couldn’t see.

“Fuck off, Crosshair," you grunted while checking the room.

Nothing seemed out of place as he ducked back outside, leaving you alone once again. Getting out of the restraints was going to be the easy part; getting past Crosshair, well, that was going to be next to impossible.

You gripped onto the laser suture, getting it primed. Once you heard it power up, you pressed the ignition and aimed it at the straps, listening to the leather burn while you cut straight lines.

First was your right wrist, then your left, then both ankles. You sighed in relief being able to finally move freely again. You stretched quickly before looking for something to incapacitate the sniper to make your grand exit.

First, you grabbed one of the metal trays, thinking you could bonk him on the head, but then your eyes landed on the gold.

One of the sedatives they used on you was lying in the refrigerator under the research desk.

You grabbed the syringe and climbed back into bed, making it look like nothing had happened. You were just about to cry out for him when your prayers must have been answered. The emergency alarms started blaring, signaling an intruder in Tapoca City… the perfect distraction.

You saw Crosshair run off with his new helmet fastened on to answer the call.

You were alone… thank the Maker. Grabbing the tray as backup, you ran to the door, smashing the access button and running out of the doors at lightning speed, heading in the opposite direction of Crosshair.

Your bare feet thudded against the polished floors as you navigated the city to get to the shuttle port. On your way there, you swung past the hangar bay, noticing a familiar-looking ship parked inside.

The Marauder.

The boys were here? You looked around but didn’t see them. Deciding to take your chance, you dipped into the hangar bay, ducking behind crates, trying to scope out the situation. The Marauder was your best shot of getting out of here undetected; you had heard Tech brag about its anti-tracking capabilities too many times.

Deciding to move forwards, you bent down, removing the padded cuffs from your limbs to free yourself while you lifted the lid off one of the crates in search of a weapon.

"She’s not here!" Echo’s voice caught your attention.

"I traced her back here through the security system!" Tech growled.

"Echo?" You popped your head up from behind the crate, startling them.

"See?" Tech pointed at you as he ran over to embrace you. You hugged him back, realizing he wasn’t wearing his armor. None of them were, actually.

"What happened?" You asked, accepting all of their hugs.

"We’ll explain later," Hunter said,

"I’m just glad you’re okay." You shuddered. "We have to get out of here. They did something to Crosshair, and they’ve been running experiments on me, I think."

"You think?" Echo narrowed his eyes.

"They kept me in stasis for a week," you shook your head. The horror of it all was starting to settle in, "Crosshair will be searching for me any minute when he realizes I’m gone."

"You saw Crosshair?" Hunter asked, lifting the lid to a crate containing their armor.

They quickly suited up, grabbing their weapons.

"He was ordered to watch over me. He was more like he was before, but there’s something off about him," you were shaking now, "And they know. They know about all of us."

"He told them?" Hunter sneered.

"I think it was under duress," you were trying to give him the benefit of the doubt. Hunter shook his head when he heard the hangar bay door open.

"Is that Crosshair?" Wrecker was miffed, looking at his little brother. He was dawning head to toe black and a new Imperial uniform. Still holding Firepuncher, he walked forwards, leading a squadron of Coruscant guards.

"Stay down," Hunter ordered you, and you stayed behind the crate, grabbing Lula. Hunter stood up, facing his brother.

"Give me the Omega, and you all can live," Crosshair demanded.

"What happened to you? Have you lost your damn mind?" Hunter responded.

"Hand her over, Hunter," Crosshair growled, pointing Firepuncher at his eldest brother.

"I can’t do that, Cross," he raised his own pistol.

"She’ll be safe here, Hunter. You all will be," Crosshair tried to convince his brothers.

"Doubt that," Hunter dismissed him.

You felt the tensions rise, making you antsy.

"Y/N?" Crosshair called out into the room. You shivered hearing his voice single you out. You looked up at Wrecker, who was crouched behind the crate above you, "Come here, darling.”

Crosshair was using a cooing voice. Just like that alpha clone in the training facility.

You closed your eyes, knowing what was coming next…

"Crosshair, don’t," Hunter warned.

"Omega… come," his alpha tone made your bones ache. You dug your nails into the concrete floor, fighting the command with everything you had. You whined, feeling yourself hurt.

"Release her!" Tech yelled, watching you suffering.

"Not a chance," Crosshair aimed Firepuncher at Hunter again, waiting for you to cave to the command. When you didn’t, he decided it was time to end this. Crosshair aimed for Hunter’s chest, squeezing the trigger. Hunter dodged the shot, letting it fly into the side of the Marauder.

"Y/N, run to the ship!" Hunter commanded as he shot back, drawing Crosshair’s fire. You grabbed Lula and with a grunt, you ran to the ship. Tech covered you as you both ascended the steps.

You threw yourself into the copilot seat, helping Tech power up the ship. You heard a loud shot ring out and Wrecker’s pained howl, and you squeaked, pushing the engine’s throttle, getting it running. Wrecker was definitely hit.

Echo and Hunter quickly entered the cockpit, carrying Wrecker on their shoulder as Tech pulled the ship up into the air. Hunter closed the hatch door, the last thing you all saw was Crosshair standing on the hangar bay, putting a toothpick back between his lips and leaning his rifle on his shoulder.

You couldn’t help but sob.

All the tears you had been holding back came spilling out. Echo put his hand on your shoulder as the Marauder climbed in altitude.

"You okay, Tiny?" He asked a bit worried.

"No," you choked out, "I-I don’t want to leave him." Your entire body shook.

"What?" Hunter couldn’t help himself. The question flew out of his mouth before he could stop it.

"He just tried to kill us. They were experimenting on you," Echo was lost.

"I- he- he isn’t in control. It’s what happened to Tup. Nala Se said they altered him to be like that," you sobbed, swiveling the chair around to face Echo, he embraced you, holding you to his chest, "They made him that way." You wailed, feeling the pain still in your body.

Hunter just looked at you in shock. You were ready to slit Crosshair’s throat not even a week ago; he couldn’t believe you had changed your position so quickly.

"They tortured him." You felt Echo's chest plate become soaked in your tears. "I-I heard Tarkin say he refused to tell them about Mimban, but I think in the end he did."

"Did they hurt you?" Hunter asked, kneeling down at your side.

"Not that I know of," you shook. "They kept me out for a long time while you were all away. They could have done anything and I wouldn’t have known."

"Why did they take you, Pip?" Hunter asked, rubbing your back.

"I don’t know," you leaned on Echo. "Tarkin wanted to know about my DNA structure. He’s looking for something in my lineage I think. Interrogated me before he shot me on the shuttle port."

"He shot you?!" Echo roared.

"I was running for the shuttle, the guard stunned me then took me back to Nala Se’s lab."

"When did you see Crosshair?" Hunter asked.

"Not until a few hours ago. They made him come in to force me to submit."

Hunter snarled, "They knew."

"They took Crosshair one day ago. Probably to do whatever the hell they did to his head," Echo pieced together.

"I think he actually told Tarkin about you all long before that. Tarkin said one of you told him the truth about how the child got away."

"It wasn’t me," Echo shook his head.

"Not me," Hunter said.

"I didn’t change what we agreed on," Tech entered coordinates for a random Outer Rim system.

Wrecker groaned, "Not me."

"Then it was Crosshair," you sighed. "Whatever Order 66 did to him, he changed."

"It is known that Kaminoans use inhibitors to alter our DNA to design us as they please. Such as giving all of us our enhanced abilities, but also the ability to follow commands. It would seem that Crosshair’s must have been desiring for him to follow orders of the Empire."

You shivered, "That would make sense. Fives said-" You were cut off by your own yelp. You shoved off of Echo suddenly, making a low whining noise.

"Y/N?" Hunter asked, trying to get to you, but you just backed away, clutching at your skin.

"Something’s wrong," you hissed, flopping onto all fours and groaning in pain pawing at your sternum.

"Tech, what’s wrong with her?" Hunter asked desperately.

The pilot put the ship into autopilot before climbing out of his seat. He took a flashlight from his utility belt and lifted your chin to look up at him. He flashed the light in your eyes, watching your pupils still responding normally. Then he helped you sit back on your knees while you pressed a hand to your heart, letting out another sob. Tech moved his hands to the collar of the white patient top you were wearing and ripped the fabric at the shoulder.

Hunter gave him a skeptical glare while his brother flashed the light around your glands. "Did he bite you?" Tech asked.

"Huh?" You looked up with glossy eyes.

"Did Crosshair bite you?" He asked again, ripping the other side to check.

You shook your head, "No."

"Did he mate you?"

"No," you whined, feeling another ache roll through you.

"Why did you ask that?" Hunter knelt over closer.

"She’s displaying signs of mate sickness," Tech pulled out his datapad. "But she hasn’t been mated."

"Mating sickness?" Wrecker asked.

"When a bonded pair separates after recently solidifying the mate bond, they can become sick," Tech replied, typing furiously into his datapad researching possibilities.

Wrecker was confused, "But she wasn’t bitten?"

"Exactly," Tech nodded. "It doesn’t make any sense."

"Tech, I’m scared," you whimpered, rubbing your chest. That familiar feeling of heartbreak was tearing through you again. You immediately thought Crosshair must be feeling the exact same thing if Tech was correct and you continues to sob letting the tears pool on the floor of the Marauder.

"What do we do?" Hunter asked, scooping you up into his arms as you wriggled around trying to escape the aches.

"We have to find help," Tech shook his head. "I don’t even know where to look this isn’t a normal medical situation."

"I might have an idea," Echo looked to you. "Set the course for Lothal."

So um, yeah... Crosshair is lost in the sauce unfortunately. But were about to figure out why Pip is so special... hehe

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20. *1, RẮN CẠP ĐUÔI

19. GIRL WITH FISH, FEEBLE LITTLE HORSE

18. THE LAND IS INHOSPITABLE AND SO ARE WE, MITSKI

17. ATLAS, LAUREL HALO

16. BURNING DESIRE, MIKE

15. CENSUS DESIGNATED, JANE REMOVER

14. WHY DOES THE EARTH GIVE US PEOPLE TO LOVE?, KARA JACKSON

13. DESIRE, I WANT TO TURN INTO YOU, CAROLINE POLACHEK

12. OH ME OH MY, LONNIE HOLLEY

11. DID YOU KNOW THAT THERE’S A TUNNEL UNDER OCEAN BLVD, LANA DEL REY

10. SUNTUB, ML BUCH

9. PICTURE OF BUNNY RABBIT, ARTHUR RUSSELL

8. SPACE HEAVY, KING KRULE

7. RAVEN, KELELA

6. PRAISE A LORD WHO CHEWS BUT WHICH DOES NOT CONSUME; (OR SIMPLY, HOT BETWEEN WORLDS), YVES TUMOR

5. MY BACK WAS A BRIDGE FOR YOU TO CROSS, ANOHNI AND THE JOHNSONS

4. MAPS, BILLY WOODS & KENNY SEGAL

3. JAVELIN, SUFJAN STEVENS

2. FOUNTAIN BABY, AMAARAE

1. SOFTSCARS, YEULE

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writerscafehub · 25 days

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𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀: 𝐕𝐢𝐜

@sunflowersteves || @sunflowerstevesmain

From one to five stars, how would you rate your writing? (No downplaying yourself!)

3.5 bc I read an old fic the other day and I’ve improved soooooo much but there’s always room for improvement!

2. What do you think makes your writing stand out from other works? I feel like I’m really good at requests.

Sometimes I think it’s hard to imagine what someone is asking for, but as a daydreamer I feel like I can visualize it so well.

3. Are there any writers that inspire you?

Famous authors include Toni Morrison, Stephen King (minus the cocaine💀), and Neil Gaiman. In the server, literally everyone inspires me all the time and is so so supportive. Some mutuals that I so aspire to write like are @moonlightprose, @fushic0re, @darkficsyouneveraskfor, @fluffyprettykitty

4. What’s the fic you’re most proud of?

I would have to say first time (a carmen berzatto x reader) or broken hearts (eddie munson x reader). I think I really capture Carmen and Eddie’s characterization, especially how they would act in a relationship. Also, for sure my best angst.

5. Which character(s) do you find easiest to write and which do you find most difficult to write?

I’m a hyperfixation girly so the easiest are ones that I’m currently obsessed with (joel, miguel o’hara, etc.) and the most difficult are the ones that I still love but have fallen off the obsession wagon (Steve Rogers, geralt, din djarin, etc.)

6. Who or what do you find yourself writing about most?

Smut bc I’m a hoe ✨ also it’s been a year and joel miller wont leave my mind, so

7. Tell us about a WIP you’re excited about!

This has literally been on my WIP for over a year, but it has to be a notting hill AU with Sam wilson. I’ve been excited to write that for ages.

8. First fandom you ever wrote for?

Marvel. I wrote a spider girl fic when I was in middle school lmao

9. Any guilty pleasure trope(s)? jealousy fics and protective fics,,, yum

10. A trope you’ll never, ever write for.

Prolly the divorce trope bc I get so mad at characters.

11. Wildest fic you’ve ever written?

It was a request but eddie munson x reader with a guitar head in the coochie and it was great.

12. Favorite pairing to write for? (platonic or romantic!)

I love poly fics! Love Stucky x reader and steddie x reader are my fav. they’re just so good.

13. Do you listen to anything while you write?

I usually have to listen to classical or lofi beats bc I’ll get distracted soooo easily.

14. One-shots or multi-chaptered works?

One shots

15. Have you ever daydreamed about side adventures/spin-offs from your fic? Tell us about them!

As a certified day dreamer, absolutely. Any longer fic I’ve written, I literally day dream how it’s gonna play out. I did that a lot with ain’t no sunshine (joel miller x reader).

16. Is there anything you’ve wanted to write, but you’ve been too scared to try?

I am so bad at angst and I would love to write action/violent fics but I always feel like I can’t describe it for the life of me.

17. What’s the nicest comment you’ve ever received?

Someone commented that they turned my notifications on so that they could see when I posted the fic and that made me giggle and kick my feet.

18. Have you ever gone outside of your comfort zone for a fic? How did it turn out?

It’s currently a work in progress, but it’s a period smut fic. It’s not necessarily out of my comfort zone but more of I’ve never written a fic like that before. It’s for Miguel. I’m so ready 👀

19. Tooth-rotting fluff or merciless angst?

tooth-rotting fluff

20. Do you have any OCs? Tell us about them!

I do not ❤️

21. If you could enter the universe of any one of your fics, which would it be and why?

I would die in literally every sci-fi or fantasy world that I love (star wars, game of thrones, lord of the rings, the last of us, attack on titan, etc.) so I’m gonna have to pick marvel. I’d have a fighting chance.

22. Is there anything you wish your audience knew about your writing or writing process?

tbh the hardest part for me is starting. Introductions tear me down every time rip. Sometimes, I just start in the middle because it’s so much easier.

23. Copy and paste an excerpt you’re particularly fond of.

You pause, just for a moment. You could feel the adrenaline kick into your system, and a numbing pain flushed out your senses. The blood felt warm and sticky—prompting the sleepiness to feel calming, and it urged you forward into its safe surroundings. But then you felt it. Panic. Panic rose in your neck as you looked around for someone. Your hand darted out to try and find them, but your mind was starting to become blank from the fuzzy warmth of pain. Joel. You needed Joel.

24. Ramble about any fic-related thing you want!

Ok listen, I wanna write so bad. The last fic I wrote was in March and I’m feeling that writing withdraw. My brain needs to get into hyperdrive so my fingers can type all day long. I have so many fics planned

#✯ 𝐕𝐢𝐜 ✯

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lively-potter · 4 months

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— trials of athena ; two

— genre ; enemies to lovers, kinda slow burn, friends to lovers

— warnings ; a hella lot of cursing, some typos ( of course 🙄😬 ), mature themes, smut, athena doesn’t like feelings, fluff, smut, angst, some violence, a teeny bit of blood and gore, JK’s a dick fr

— intro, teaser, part one

— find me on Wattpad ; LivelyPotter

— word count ; 1.5k

— taglist ; @ahgasegotarmy116 @jk97bam

— chapter two ; a continuum of bad choices

♡

May 21st, 2023 9 PM

"Huh, what made you decide to call after leaving me on fucking open for three hours, bitch?" Sawyer hollered through the phone, making me yelp.

"Ow, you cabbage head! You scared the hell out of me." I whined, pressing my hand to my ear – risking a glare out my window.

Sawyer snickered, "Well, I am naturally terrifying."

"—No, you're not." I retorted dryly, "You act like a kicked puppy most of the time."

My reply had Sawyer huffing and puffing on the other line.

"Fine, I'll let you have that one, cunt."

"Hoe."

"Proud of it!" He swung back, causing me to laugh. My best friend Sawyer never failed to make me laugh when I was pissed, sad, or depressed. "So, what brings you here?"

"A continuum of bad choices and a neighbor that I want to shank." I sighed, throwing myself down on my pillow when Sawyer tutted. "He's such an asshole," I grunted, still thoroughly bothered by the daft beaver nugget next door.

"Spill." Sawyer ordered brightly – he, like my mom (and me) loved to hear all the latest gossip. With a sigh, I told him every little detail of this morning, and I definitely didn't forget to add the part where the mothereffer was half naked.

"Soooo....lemme get this straight; this dude – although fine as fuck and looked like he was created specially in God's image – was rude and slammed the door in your face?"

"Yep," I giggled, sounds about right. "and I can't forget to add that the bastard's bedroom is across from mine." I spoke suddenly, remembering I saw that bitch next door making his bed up. Gosh, I needed to stop spying out my window...until he got curtains, of course.

"At least you have the privacy film on your windows at home." Sawyer chuckled, "maybe you'll get lucky and see his dick next time."

My face flushed heavily, "Ew! Ohmygod! Sawyer, you nasty little bitch." I squealed out a loud giggle, wishing more than anything he was back in the states.

Sawyer left a month ago with Raven (one of his dads) to Russia for father/son bonding. I missed him desperately – but apparently, he'll be back home soon.

Sawyer sighed lowly, "Dude, I wish I was back home so I can get a look at this handsome bastard. Do you think he's gay?" he asked wistfully.

My eyes widened, "I don't know! I don't make assumptions like that; plus, why would you want to date that ass?" I asked, kicking my shoes off my feet, and sitting up.

"From what you told me about him, he'd be a good fuck." He laughed; I imagined my crazy bestie shrugging his shoulders.

"How do you know what a good fuck is, bitch? You're a virgin... but he definitely would be – he's got a lot of piercings; you think he's got his you-know-what pierced?" I asked, biting down on my lip as wild thoughts raced through my brain. I don't know why I was telling him this, but Sawyer was my other half, I could talk to him about anything.

"C'mon babe, don't be a prude." Sawyer mocked, "It's called a cock."

"Shut the hell up," I choked out through my embarrassment. A noise down below distracted me from Sawyer's howling laughter. My lips parted when I crawled across my bed, knees digging into my pillows to peer out the window.

And there he was.

I watched my insanely attractive neighbor dressed in jeans, big black combat boots and a black oversized hoodie lock his door and jog to his sleek black Mercedes.

Sawyer's voice grew muffled in my ears as my neighbor turned and looked up. A squeak left my lips when his eyes looked in the direction of my window.

"Shit." I scrambled away from the window before stopping shot. "Wait a fuckin' minute..." I mumbled, crawling back towards my window, "He can't see me." I murmured, now remembering I had a privacy film over my window.

Quite a handy thing to have, they can't see in, but you can see through it.

I'm kinda nosey (not in a bad way, I hope).

"Hold on just a wee bit, Sawyer." I called, "the dickwad next door just left." I said, seeing him jump in his car and drive off.

I backed away from my window and picked my phone up.

"Sorry 'bout that, what were you saying?" I asked, resuming my conversation with Sawyer.

"I wonder where he's headed off to so late." Sawyer mused causing me to roll my eyes playfully.

"Don't know, don't care."

(I was lying to myself)

*** May 22nd, 2023

3:15 AM

The loud thumping of a door closing from next door roused me from my sleep.

Cursing myself for being such a light sleeper, I rolled over and threw my weighted blanket back over my head and closed my eyes once more; hoping sleep would claim me once more.

Minutes passed; I was snoozing once more.

...until drunken giggle (more like a shriek) startled me once more.

Ugh, shut up and lemme sleep...

My thoughts became jumbled as I breathed deeply, on the precipice of falling into a deeper slumber.

The stumbling of drunken feet grew louder and louder, as if they were nearing me, until a door flew open and banged against the wall in the house next to mine. My eyes flew open and darkened in anger once I realized the annoying noises and fuckin' giggling next door wouldn't be stopping anytime soon.

"Sweet daughter of Zeus." I mumbled, flinging off my warm blanket off my body and stumbling to my feet. My brain was half awake and half alert when I nearly tripped over my phone charger.

"Owwww!"

"Shit. Fuck. Damn it," I hissed, doubling over in absolute agony as my pinky toe caught the edge of my bedframe. I fell down on my ass – momentarily forgetting the shuffling next door – to cradle my throbbing toe.

"Stupid fucking neighbors." I huffed, carefully getting to my feet, wincing once I applied pressure to my foot. I paced for a second until the pain wore off and wiped the sleep out of my eyes.

A tired groan left my lips as I pressed a knee on my bed, leaned over my bedframe and peered out my bedroom window, into the one across from mine.

One glance was all it took for every ounce of exhaustion to leave my body. All that was left was shocked, mortification, and disgust (with a slight sprinkle of envy, but I'd die before I would ever admit it).

I was unable to tear my eyes away as I witnessed a gorgeous woman with long blonde hair and tan legs that seemed to go on for miles fall down onto her knees in front of my neighbor.

Wut. The. Fucking. Hell.

A embarrassed squeak left my lips and I threw a hand over my innocent eyes to shield myself from this display.

Ohmygod.

I had never seen anything like this in my life.

Slowly, I peeked through my parted fingers and choked.

And nearly die as I watched my hotter than the sun neighbor ruffle his hands through his dark hair and peer down at his lady of the night. I watched, transfixed on his face as his mouth parted and he started speaking, I watched his lips open and move as he pronounced each syllable.

Gods, I wanted to know what he was saying.

But I kinda got the gist of what he had said when the lady immediately went into action and started unzipping his tight pants that clung to his rock-solid thighs. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't look away.

My dickwad neighbor peered down at her with a dirty little smirk, as he was enjoying the way she was entirely at his mercy. I gulped when he bit down on his lip – the silver hoops threaded through his lips made the action even more attractive.

WHAT WAS WRONG WITH ME????

LOOK AWAY YOU STUPID BITCH.

THIS IS A VIOLATION OF PRIVACY.

But why! Just why was my dickwad neighbor getting a BJ in front of his fucking window? A window without curtains concealing his gorgeous body from view. A squeak left my lips once his pants were to his knees...along with his boxers.

And then his you-know-what was out in the open...for all eyes to see.

I almost choked to death on my spit as I saw the fucking beast he had concealed underneath his clothes.

It was fucking huge. The biggest I've ever seen.

I pitied the poor girl next door.

He'd tear her in two.

A glint of silver caught my eye and I had enough.

I flew away in an instant and tripped over myself to get to my bed.

I threw the blanket over my head and grabbed at my phone. Once it was in my hands, I cringed at the brightness and immediately turned it down.

With trembling fingers, I tapped on Sawyer's contact and waited for the bitch to answer.

"Yo."

"I was right! I was fucking right, Sawyer!"

"Ohhhh..." he hummed before stopping, "Wait. What were you right about again?" he asked, causing me to roll my eyes.