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aalyssah · 3 months

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I’ll Find You

Pairing: Patrick Bateman x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Angst and Mentions of Killing.

Word Count: 1,805

Summary: Patrick overhears you telling a friend about a guy who kept asking you out and even following you home, so Patrick gets rid of him, which causes you to run away.

A/N: This isn't a sad, heartbreaking angst, but there's no happy ending. Hope You Enjoy!

It was 10:00 and your shift finally ended. You've been waiting all day to go home, and yes, you do love your job at the small coffee shop, but sometimes you're just ready to go.

You began cleaning up your area and putting everything back where they belonged. You were in the middle of stacking your cups when the sound of a clearing throat caught you.

You turned around to see your best friend, Kate. "Oh, hey Kate!" You greeted her, finishing up the cups. "You ready to go? We can walk home together." You nodded your head, untying your apron, and placing it on a hook. "Yeah, let's go." You grabbed your purse and walked out the building with Kate by your side.

You both walked side by side, talking about the types of customers you both had today. "Speaking of customers, who was the CUTE boy that came in, in the morning."

You thought back to all the people that came this morning and rolled your eyes once you figured out who she was talking about. "Oh, Ethan? Curly hair, brown eyes?" You asked, describing him.

Kate nodded her head eagerly. "Yeah! He was soooo into you. And he was totes flirting with you." Once again, you rolled your eyes at her. "He's nobody. He's just someone who came in and thought I was beautiful, and tried to get with me, but I rejected him."

Kate frowned. "I would feel bad for him cause he's cute, but he's gotta know who you're dating, right? Everyone knows!" She exclaimed the last part, and that's because everyone did know.

Patrick was one to show you off to any and everyone, making sure everyone knew who you belonged to and vice versa.

"I know, and I told him that! I told him that I was taken by Patrick Bateman, and guess what? He said he didn't care." Kate's mouth dropped open.

No one would dare say anything like that when talking about Patrick.

"What?" You nodded your head agreeing. "Yep, I kept telling him, but obviously he hasn't stopped. This has been going on for about 2 weeks now, but what he did the other day actually freaked me out so much."

Kate grew worried, hearing the slight tremble in your voice. She looked at you and saw how your attitude completely changed. "Hey, let's sit down for a sec." You followed her to a nearby bench, taking a seat.

Kate held your hand. "Talk to me. What did he do? He didn't hurt you, did he?" You quickly spoke up. "No! God no, I would never let him do that, but the other night when I was walking home from work, I thought someone was following me." You gulped.

Kate's eyebrows were furrowed down. "Following you? Did you see who it was?" You shakily replied, "Ethan. I knew it was him. He was wearing the same hoodie that he wore when he came to ask me out that morning. He was following me home, but I went into a grocery store, and luckily there was a lot of people, so I could escape without him seeing me, but that scared me a lot."

Kate looked angry, but sad. She couldn't believe what you were going through. "Did you tell Patrick? I'm sure he would-" You quickly cut her off. "No! I can't, he'll—I don't know what he will do." You sighed out.

This was too much on you so you stood up on shaky legs. "It's okay. Just, let's not talk about this anymore. I'm getting kinda tired." Kate gave you one last look and started walking with you.

She knew she couldn't say anything that would change your mind. You both continued to walk home until you reached your apartment complex.

You both gave each other a hug and off you went into Patrick's apartment. You opened the door with a sigh, placing your keys in a dish bowl and hanging up your jacket.

“Patrick, I'm home!" You called out expecting him to come around the corner with a cocky smile on his face, but it was silent. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

Usually he's always at the door waiting for you, but today was different. "Pat?" You called out once more. You walked around the corner in the kitchen just to see Patrick leaning over the counter. “Patrick, I've been calling you!" You lightly scolded him.

He finally stood up tall, turning around revealing the tall bottle of scotch-whiskey. He was drinking straight out the bottle. "Patrick, why are you drinking whisk-" You stopped talking when Patrick looked at you with mad eyes.

"Please don't start tonight. Let's just go to bed." He simply replied, but you still tried to ask him. "Why in a rush? I just wanna know-” Just with you beginning to talk again had him mad.

He quickly slammed his hands against the island counter, yelling, “Damn it Y/n, I said let’s go to bed!” You jumped at his sudden outburst. You were quiet as you made your way to your shared room and changed into your pajamas.

As you both slid into bed Patrick pulled you close to his body, forcing you against him as if nothing just happened.

He was so tense, but why?

It was the next day and when you woke up Patrick was nice again. He even woke you up to a little surprise under the blanket, but all good things must come to an end, meaning you had to get up to go to work.

You left Patrick with a kiss, but before he left he said something that threw you off.

“Don’t expect a certain customer today. He’ll be gone.”

You were confused for only a second, but brushed it off not understanding what he was talking about.

All day you went to work, working like normal. Everything seemed normal, too normal. It was until the end of your shift when you realized you didn’t see a familiar face all day.

You were now walking home with Kate again, Kate scrolling on her phone as you thought about Ethan. “Y’know Ethan never came by today.” Kate hummed. “Feels kinda weird. I guess I got used to him.”

Kate looked at you smiling. “What, do you like him or something.” You awkwardly laughed. “Hell no. It’s just weird that he wasn’t here today. Hope he’s okay.” Kate dropped the conversation, once y’all got to the apartment complex. “See you tomorrow.” You both said your goodbyes and up to your apartment you went.

This time when you walked through the door Patrick was on the couch drinking some water. He looked back at you and smiled. “Baby! How was work?” You let out a sigh. “ Exhausting, I’m so ready to lay down.”

Patrick chuckled, patting a spot next to him. “Come sit. Let’s watch the news.” You didn’t question him, slipping your shoes and jacket off before making your way to him.

You watched the news for a little bit, listening to the Weatherman tell y’all about the weather for the week. You got up, going to the kitchen to look for a snack when you heard the news.

“Another topic of the day, a man named Ethan Jones has been found in an alleyway near a small coffee shop. Police said he was killed with 27 stab wounds with a knife and a carving of the letter ‘P’ on his balls…”

After hearing the opening of the story you took a quick peek at the TV and to your surprise, it was Ethan’s face. The same boy that flirts with you daily at the shop.

“Oh my god, Ethan!” You yelled, giving your full attention to the TV screen. You looked at Patrick for a second only to see him looking at you, but with a smirk on his face? “Patrick, why are you looking at me like that?” You asked him.

You studied his eyes for a couple of seconds and that’s when a suspicion hit you. “Patrick, did you-” You cut yourself off, shaking your head.

There’s no way he knows about Ethan, you didn’t tell him and Kate sure as hell didn’t either. “What, kill him? If that’s what you’re asking then yeah. Yeah I did.” Your eyes grew wide when you took in his words.

You took a step back, feeling a little unsafe at his confession. “Patrick, are you joking because this isn’t the time to be joking.”

Patrick lowly chuckled, standing up from the couch, and walking towards you. “Why would I lie about murdering someone? Especially when they mess with my girl, and even follow her home.” You let out a small gasp hearing him.

How did he know?

“H-How did you know?” You meekly asked. “Got a small camera in your jacket. I can hear and see everything.” You looked over at your jacket on the coat hanger. Now everything made sense.

He was listening to the story you told Kate that night, and it was smart too because he knows that’s the only jacket you can wear to work.

You looked up at Patrick with no words to say, just too stunned. A quick idea came to mind. You don’t wanna be with a killer, who knows what he’ll do to you?

You looked around the apartment for a quick second, planning a distraction. “Okay, well how about this. You go pour us some wine and we can watch a marathon of scary movies as a celebration to no more Ethan!” A smile came to Patrick’s face at your suggestion.

Patrick didn’t say another word as he went to the kitchen and began getting wine glasses and a bottle of your finest wine out. You took the opportunity of a distracted Patrick to make a run for it.

You quickly turned around, fumbling with the door knob. Patrick instantly picked up on the sound of the knob jiggling and turned the corner to see you opening the door.

He made quick moves, running to you and attempting to grab your shirt collar, but it was too late. You were already taking off near the exit and down the stairs.

Patrick knew he couldn’t go after you, and all he could do was fall to his knees with a cry. “Y/n, please come back!” He cried loudly, not caring if his neighbors were sleeping.

His cries echoed around the hallway until he got up wiping his nose. “I’ll come for you, I swear I’ll find you and make you mine again. And you’ll never run away from me again.” He spoke deeply under his breath, going back in his apartment room and planning on his way to get you back.

No matter who he’ll kill, you’ll end up back in his arms.

#patrick bateman #patrick bateman angst #patrick bateman imagine #patrick bateman x reader #patrick bateman x female reader #patrick bateman x you #patrick bateman smut #slasher angst

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romanarose · 5 days

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Love and Friendship

Joel Miller x fem!reader

Summary: Joel drives you and you friends home.

Warnings: Mentions of drinking and getting drunk, brief mention of cheating and bad relationship not with reader or Joel, but her friend. Joel being respectful as hell.

Immersivity: Reader is fem and drinks

Written for the @swiftiscruff fic exchange! This is dedicated to every single one of the people in my RomanaVerse discourd server, in no particular order.

Lila, Angie, Kit, Kate, Katie, May, Tara, Winnie, Alicia, Del, Whitney, Dolli, Fen, Haru, Ivy, Mickyla, Pimo, Soup, Olive. Thank you to all you guys who have been supporting my work for years or few weeks. I love you all. If i somehow missed your name its just bc im silly i swear.

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“JOOOOOOOOOOOEL!!!!”

Joel had to pull the phone away from his head as you screamed over the thumping sounds of the club. He hadn’t realized how late it had gotten. While you were out with friends, he had spent the evening and into the warm summer night Sarah’s room putting in a built-in bookshelf. She was on a trip with his parents for a few weeks and wanted to surprise her when she got back. Sarah always wanted a built-in bookshelf.

“Shit! I’m so sorry darl’n!” Joel ran down the stairs, shoving his feet into his shoes and grabbing his keys. “I lost track of time, I’ll be there in 10!”

Joel was supposed to pick you up at 1 AM from the bar. It was 1:53, and he wouldn’t get there until the bar closed.

“It’s okay baby!” you didn’t sound peeved at all. “But could we maybe drop off my friends too? Since we’re out anyway?”

He hopped into his car. “Yeah, of course baby, of course. Just stand outside once they close up, don’t talk to no one and don’t go near any cars. Make sure Angie doesn’t wander off with no one.”

You promised to stay on the phone with him until he got there. Joel didn’t like you leaving the bars on your own, too many freaks and perverts out there.

Joel pulled up to find you with your friends standing by the building, and he got out to open the door for you and them. “Sorry the back’s a little messy, ladies, work truck and all- hold on.” As you got in the front, Joel got a blanket from the black and laid it over the seats “There, less dirty.”

Angie, Kat and Lana all thanked Joel, and climbed in the back.

While Joel drove to Lana and Kat’s, you talked to you rfriends about the night.

“I can’t believe you danced with him Ang, what the fuck. He cheated on you three times.”

“I knoooooowwww!” She giggled. “But he’s sooooooo cute!!!”

Kat rolled her eyes with a smile. “Girl he looks like a grown up Big Mouth guy.”

“Nick Kroll?”

“What? No. Like the cartoon guy grown up.”

“Yeah, the weird Big Mouth kid was modeled after Nick Kroll so that’s just Nick Kroll? And he’s hot??”

Kat groaned, sinking down into their seat. “No, not Nick Kroll, the one voiced by John Mul- wait, you think Nick Kroll is hot?”

The conversation continued with Angie trying to justify how she wants to give Jake ‘Just one more chance!’

Finally, you turn to Joel. “What do you think, baby?”

Joel sighed, and shifted in his seat a bit. “Well, it ain’t none of my business, and I shouldn’t really git involved…”

You smile at your boyfriend. “But you have an opinion anyway.”

With a good natured huff, he lets it out. “It’s just that Angie, I think you’re a nice gal, and if I may, respectfully, easy on the eyes and I think you could do better than a 30 year old still trying to get his rap career off the ground and looks like a naked mole rat.”

The truck erupted in laughter, including Angie,at Joel’s half-roast, half compliment, and he smiled softly. He liked your friends, and he wanted them to like him too.

First up was Kat and Lana. Lana was quite drunk so Joel put the truck in park and helped Kat take her girlfriend inside. Once through the door and up the stairs and safe, Joel said goodnight and locked the door as he left.

Angie was asleep by the time he was back.

“She alright?” He asked about your best friend.

You mumbled, tired but with a smile. You had a great night, and loved your friends very, very much. “Yeah, she didn’t drink that much. She’s just not used to being up this late”

Joel hummed in recognition. “That’s right, she works the early shift. She’s probably up at like what, 4 AM?”

Turning to him with a bright smile, you giggle a bit. “How do you remember that?”

He shrugged, not thinking much of it. “Angie’s usually the first to leave, so it makes sense.”

You can’t help beam at him, streetlights periodically illuminating his pretty face, strong nose, full cheeks. Your friends mattered to you, them and Joel and Sarah were your everything. So many times, you hear of women whose friends hate their man and vice versa, how there was contention. Hell, Angie’s stupid ass ex never wanted her to hang out with your girlfriends, saying you and them were bad influences, accusing Kat and Lana of trying to sleep with her, etc etc etc. Joel was never like that.

From the beginning, Joel was respectful, kind, and welcoming to your friends and family. They were welcome over any time, and sometimes came over when you weren’t home to wait for you. You trusted them with Joel and Joel with them. He’d always offer to BBQ something on a warm day, or make you drinks. Slowly, as he’s gotten more comfortable, your precious, shy man has been joking around with them, which makes you smile. Joel was more nervous than he let on a lot of the time, hiding his anti-anxiety pills from you for months after you moved in. Still, he always welcomed your friends and in return they were respectful of his space and self.

Pulling up to Angie’s, she’s sleeping like a baby.

“You’re gonna have to carry her and put her to bed, ain’t noth’n wake’n her up once she’s out.” You are about asleep yourself, leaning against the window.

Joel bawled. “I can’t do that!”

“Sure you can, have you seen your arms? Jacked.”

“No- I mean-” He sighed. “I can’t take a drunk lady to her bedroom, it’s indecent!”

“Well she ain’t sleep’n in the truck, c’mon I’ll walk with you.

Joel sighed again but agreed. Walking around the truck, he unbuckled her, scooped her up and carried her to where you opened your door with your spare key. You guided your boyfriend to the bedroom and excused himself to get her water. There was no way you were gonna be able to put her in pj’s by yourself, so you just unzipped her dress to give her room to breathe and took off her strappy heels. You put fuzzy socks on your feet, the aloe infused kind she loved and covered her in her blankets.

A knock on the door. “She decent?”

“Yeah, come on in.”

Joel placed the glass of water and an Advil on the counter and a trash can by the bedside and said he'd be in the living room.

You sit by your friend’s side, just for a moment, stroking her hair, admiring how pretty your friend was. Beautiful woman, beautiful heart. Your best friend.

She murmured your name. You took the opportunity to sit her up, making sure she drank some water. “Yes babe?”

“I like Joel a lot.” Angie yawned. “You should keep him.”

You chuckled. “He can’t escape me if tried.”

Once she was asleep again, you walk out and take Joel’s hand, wrapping your arms to hang off his. Joel opens the door for you, and you slide into the middle of the seat, snug against him when he gets in the driver’s side.

“Seatbelt.” He reminded you, you mutter ‘blah blah blah’ but he reaches over you and straps you in.

“Love you.”

“Love you too, darl’n.”

You drive down the road, Joel taking the long way home just so you could watch the night sky together. His truck rumbled and vibrated and bounced, but his arm around your shoulder steadied you.

“They like you a lot. My friends.”

“I like them too. And baby, I ain’t try’n.”

You look up at him. “Hm?”

“To escape.” Joel kissed your forehead tenderly. “Heard what you said to Angie, and I ain’t trying to escape. Not in a million years.”

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due to everything happening, this will be my last fic for a little. If you know my other writing formates, I will be updating there a bit here and there but with everything going on I think it's best to keep things quiet for a min. the timing is fitting, as I have a lot of projects to do before school finals.

Then, I'll be backand raring to go again! I think a break will do me good.

I love you all dearly!

No tags bc given everything, I don't wanna draw attention from myself to anyone else. Don't feel like you gotta reblog this one, I would suggest you don't to avoid the heat.

Hugs, and thank you to everyone whose supported my writing for the last 3 years.

#PPCUGiftExchange2024 #Joel miller x reader #the last of us fanfiction #tlou fic #joel the last of us #joel x reader

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ambriel-angstwitch · 18 days

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Robins being Robin Commentary #5-6

Fourth and Final Part!

Immediate Bald Damian Jump scare. Also kind of reminds me of Aang.

Batmans been having an angsty night stroll. Found a picture of a girl that looks like Jenny Wren, I wish he was talking about Cass here but I know he’s talking about Jenny Wren

Ok so Dick shining stuff in their eyes got them stuck in a simulation. They had to play it through to escape using Tim’s guidance. All of their seemingly perfect life’s that Bruce thought they might have lived without him fell apart (Steph leading a super team, Damian’s monk lifestyle, Jason’s race car driver dream, and Dicks super spy life. Tim being kidnapped wasn’t in the simulation but he did find out while hacking it that Bruce thought he’d be a video game designer.)

Exactly! Not only does Batman need Robin and Robin need Batman. But the entire support structure is important

On a continuation of Tim suffers hour. She is going to use headlight to make him look like the villain Batman blames. So at least Batman has a no kill rule

Time for them to see gauntlet zero. But ahhh! Damian called Tom his brother! I know I already freaked out when Tim called Damian his baby brother but both are amazing occasions

Ope! Well Robin ought to have been traumatic for Bruce. Not to mention that this means Jason isn’t even the first Jason. By the time Jason came around he’d already lost a kid, granted she wasn’t as much of his kid as the robins since his home never really became hers but still

More Tim Suffering. The way it takes three of the Batkids to hold him off when he thought someone hurt his kids.

Ahh yes my favorite mind control (or other situations where the mind is messed with) trope. Telling the person something only they would know as the other is hurting them. (Also little Dick is so cute I love him)

Yay! A happy ending! Bruce is part of family talks now! (Please just add Babs, Cass and Duke too now! Maybe Kate sometimes)

#Batfam #batfamily #damian wayne #dc robin #Robin #robin dc #robin damian #dick grayson #dc jason todd #Jason Todd #tim drake #stephanie brown #dc dick grayson #dc tim drake #dc nightwing #red hood #red robin #the spoiler

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crushedsweets · 3 months

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OMG U DREW LAZARI AND JUDGE ANGELS!! i gotta ask how would they interact with the others?

OOOK OK OK so , when trapped in the forest, dina is constantly stalking lazari and other zalgoids (ann and lulu). she thinks she's god and wants to hurt them. but she's the weakest zalgoid, so...

meanwhile, lazari is hiding from everyone because she has no control over herself and is gutted with shame.

so, in terms of the others...

kate and toby just handle them the way they usually do - toby talks, kate attacks (crazy how toby's the 'mature' one by this point). dina would get really scared of kate, but completely disregard toby and think he's a pathetic joke.

lazari would also be uncomfortable with kate, just because the straight black hair reminds her of her mother - but she'd be fond of toby, especially if he's cool with jack

brian and tim are actually RARELY around by time Dina and Lazari come in. they're able to go months without having slender sick episodes, and mostly just come to check on toby and kate. so they're just kinda startled when they see two new demonic things wandering around, and dont talk to them.

natalie would get closer to lazari because lazari hangs around jack's cabin (to dig into his garbage and eat his leftovers). and natalie has a huge soft spot for kids, and she's very quick to sympathize and understand lazari has no control over her cravings. but she'd also not like dina, since dina is really bitchy and judgmental. dina would just stare and stare and stare at clockwork - this 6'3 strong woman who can't hold her tongue and will glare right the fuck back. dina cannot stand it

nina would also think lazari is cute, but dina resembles a lot of her bullies in highschool, so... she'd just avoid her. regrettably, dina floats around the outskirts of the forest until kate chases her back towards the mines... so nina has to see her a lot.

jeff, liu, and ben won't really meet them. if jeff does, he might do what he did to jane in IEPFB and be like 'hey... you should go kick toby's ass...' but dina and lazari would be freaked out by him and not listen LOL

sally would cling to lazari. sally's a bit of a mean kid, but she has nobody even CLOSE to her age besides BEN (whos a 14 yr old boy). she'd run off to the forest more often to meet her, which already stresses out the proxies and jane a lot. she would ignore dina

jane would be fond of lazari since sally finally gets a friend, but constantly fret. jane doesnt understand all of these ghost and demon and whatever shit, so she wonders if a demonic thing could hurt sally. the ghost girl has been relatively safe for so long, but...

anyway. jack gets especially close to lazari, sees his little sisters and himself in her - she's a part-human cannibal who cant control her hunger. literally jacks situation. he'd tell the proxies to back off and say he can handle it, which they're very grateful for - and he starts to house her, feed her, raise her. this isn't daily, as she often spends her time scampering around the forest and trying to escape, or harassing dina, or just bother everyone - she wants to be friends with EVERYONE. her mother always isolated her, so the freedom feels insane.

and similarly, he'd feel very sympathetic to dina. she's also in a similar situation, human turned demonic and trapped in a world she can't escape from. he wouldn't really know that dina tried to kill lazari, cuz lazari wouldn't tell anyone. but dina wouldnt want anything from him. she sees him as demonic, so........

overall, lazari is so friendly and warm, but so dangerous.

dina is so judgmental and closed off, but so vulnerable

#asks #creeped #judge angels #lazari swann #lazari #hcs

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guardkeywolf · 1 year

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Male reader that is 7'3 tall like that mf towers everyone and has a big dog I mean a HUGE boy that you can ride on and perverse Male reader and sleeps on his bed literally

I just wanna see the bois on call of dutys reaction meeting him-

(Gonna be my first time writing so PRAY for meeee, I hope this is good)

BIG THANK YOU to the Anon who requested this!

I'm freaking out but trying my best!

So I hope you like this

141 Boys X Male Reader with a Big Wolf

When Laswell said they were getting a new soldier, Price had just expected a simple newbie that they would have to train.

The C.I.A. agent was quick to stop those thoughts when she mentioned that you were a good tracker and also had a K9 companion that also followed him around as well.

Your name was “Y/n” but went by Hound on the field. You were great at stealth despite having a height of 7’3, but you were also selectively mute. Price could only glare at your file when he also saw the picture of the K9 that was tall enough to ride on.

Price could only listen in silence as Laswell continued to tell him about the man’s skills. Some parts even making him question where the hell someone managed to find you as well.

When she concluded her speech, both said their goodbyes before hanging up. Price sat on his desk as he let his thoughts wander about Y/n and decided to get up and inform the rest of boys.

After doing so, the next day, the helo landed as Price and could only prepare himself for their newest recruit.

It seemed your file wasn’t playing tricks on him when he saw your 7’3 stature along with the Black Timber Wolf, which god only knows how you tamed, that walked along your side.

When you came up to him, Price introduced you to the 141. Even so, his eyes were on the wolf at all times. Ghost, Gaz, and Soap also had similar reactions as they stared in bewilderment at the animal.

After introductions, he let you go settle in before turning back to his men.

“I THOUGHT YOU SAID IT WAS A K9, NOT A WHOLE GODDAMN WOLF!” Soap screamed at him.

“Sir, how the hell did Kate find this man?” Gaz could only question him.

Price shrugged back in response before turning to Ghost.

The man stared back and shrugged before turning away to go back to what he was doing previously. Price let the other two go as he could only imagine what else was going through their minds.

(Gonna do something weird and kinda switch to headcannons here)

Soap

Was surprised when he saw the Wolf first rather than you

Despite freaking out slightly, he really really REALLY wanted to rub that K9's belly

Call him a good boy too

He looked so calm when standing next to you and couldn't help but wonder how you two met as well

He also wished he could ride on top of him like Y/n did but the wolf turned away from him

When it was nighttime, he went to go get something from the fridge

He hardly took notice of Y/n before turning around and eyes widening in fear before hitting him with the sandwich he made and slamming you to the ground

When he noticed it was you he relax and apologized but told you to make yourself know before walking you back to your room

When he saw you open the door, he saw the wolf laying on your bed

The wolf spared him a glance and looked at his owner before moving slightly to give you some space on the bed

Y/n chuckled before getting the bed as well

Soap could only close the door as you and the wolf fell asleep cooing at how cute you two were in bed

Ghost

Was surprised to see the wolf but didn't show it

Questioned how you and the wolf met though to himself

Definitely kept a more close eye on you and your wolf than the others

Didn't mind making small conversation with you either

When it was nighttime and he was up reading, he decided to get some water but didn't realize you crept up behind before reaching over him to get something for yourself

He elbowed you in your rib before grabbing the closest thing to a knife in the kitchen

When he did spin back around and notice it was you he sent a small glare but apologized

He offered to walk you back to your room too

He noticed the dog on the bed and squinted a bit but thought nothing of it

Gaz

Was in awe when he saw the huge black wolf

Like Soap, he was also curious to pet the K9

Thought you were like the ultimate beast tamer or something when he saw you ride up on the damn wolf up to them and nearly passed out

Also took in you appearance more when he met you

At night, he was up and walked right past you chilling on the couch

When you came up behind, he turned around and shrieked

Like HIGH pitch girl shriek

He stared at you for a second before telling you to tell no one

He was so embarrassed that he began to walk back to his room and you followed

Just before entering his room, he turned around and saw the wolf laying on top of your bed comfortably and gushed over the sight as it sleep

Price

Like the others, he was surprised but wasn't fazed by your presence

The Wolf however caught his attention quickly

Laswell said it was a K9

It wasn't a K9

It was a big ass wolf that you could ride on top of

It was like something you'd see out of a fairytale or something

Price could only shake his head as he watched you and the wolf head towards your room

During the night, he was up finishing some paperwork and decided to go make some tea

Surprisingly, he walked right past you and you decided to follow to see what the Captain was up to

While the man made his tea, you came up from behind casting a shadow over Price and the Captain took notice before nearly wiping around and hitting you with the kettle

Thankfully you dodged just in time before Price finally realized who it was

The man's heart was pounding as he breathed before finally getting it under control

He didn't ask what your were doing up but did say you should be in bed at this hour and nodded towards the barracks and walked you towards them

While he watched you enter your room he saw the black fur that belong to your canine companion

He was surprised to see he wasn't in a cage but slept on the bed with you

He didn't comment as he closed the door and let you two sleep but kept the image in his head

He found it cute

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harperb2813 · 4 months

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The Archer 🏹

Things get steamy after you and Kate leave your father’s dinner party

Warnings: Cursing, kissing, dirty talking, teasing, use of y/n,dom! Kate x sub! reader, oral sex strap on use (r! receiving), multiple orgasms, choking, shower teasing.

a/n; I’m working on another story so have this while I finish it. I am going back to my Christmas gf, but Ellie will be back soon I promise.

Kate’s POV:

Y/n Stark. I don't know what it is but something draws me towards her. It could be the way she smiles, or her beautifully eyes. It could be her stunning personality. The way she laughs, parts her hair snaps her fingers when she's stressed or nervous. It could also be her looks. She has a beautiful body. Her hair is perfect and silky. I stare at her for a short while, admiring her from afar. Her boyfriend, Jason walks be hind her grabs her hand. She flinches. As she walks away Y/n has worried look on her face.

I know it's none of my business but my curiosity leads me to slowly start to follow Y/n and Jason. I see them head into a inclosed room and I have a feeling that something bad is going on to happen. The look she gave me when Jason arrived and when she turned around. I start to eavesdrop and hear her and Jason arguing.

'This can't by good.' I think ' the look in her eyes when he was there was fear.' And then I hear a slap. I freeze. Then I see red. I immediately open the door and see Jason standing over an scarred y/n. I grab him by the collar and push him against the wall

"What the hell!" He yells "Get off of me!"

"Did you just hit her?" I ask him

"Kate don't" Y/n says holding her cheek . I look over at her and think if I should go through with this. I ignore her and ask him again

"Did you hit her!?" I yell at him

"Yes! I did! But she deserved it. She's a little bitch! She should have shut up when I told her to." He said. Out of the corner of my eye I see y/n's eyes start to tear up. That was it. Something inside me clicked and I punched him.

"If you ever touch her again, it will be the last thing you do. Do you understand?"

"Yeah yeah whatever." He says. "What are you gonna do about?" To prove my point I kick my leg up and hit him in the balls.

"FUCK!!!" He says, clasping his crotch as I let him go. "This isn't over!" He says through gritted teeth.

"Y/n, are you ok?" I ask rushing over and kneeling down to help her ignoring Jason's comment.

"Yeah. I'm ok" she says. Now that I'm closer to her I notice more cuts and bruises, most likely from Jason.

"C'mon," I say. "I'll take you back to my place and get you cleaned up."

"Are you sure?" She asks

"Of course"I say. She blushes and thanks me as we get up and head back to my apartment.

We get there and we are greeted by Lucky.

"Oh my gosh is this your dog?!" She says going to pet him.

"Oh yeah that's Lucky" I say.

"He's so cute!" She bends down to pet him. As she does, she looks at me and smiles. I blush. I look at her, fantasizing about us. I snap back to reality.

"If you want to shower there is one upstairs"

"Thanks," she says. "For everything."

I smile and head to my room. "Ok Kate don't freak out. Just act cool. Cool? How do I act cool? I whisper to myself. I hear a knock.

" Hey, can I come in?" Y/n asks.

"Sure" I say. She comes in and shuts the door. She looks at me and sits on the bed.

"Kate, I- I have something to tell you." She says nervously.

"Oh, ok. What is it?"

“Well i- it'd be better if I just showed you." She stands up and pulls me in for a kiss. Her lips are soft. I close my eyes. She pulls away. I stare at her with a shocked look in my face. "Oh no. Your not reacting. Why aren't you reacting. Shit! Oh no this was a bad idea!" She says

"Wait Y/n!" I say. I grab her hand and walk closer to her. "It's ok" I lean in and kiss her.

Your POV:

Kate pulls me in for a kiss. She kisses me softly and then I kiss her back harder. We start making out and she pushes me against the wall and starts kissing my neck, holding my arms above my head. Then I break free and push her onto the bed. I climb on top of her, putting my legs on her hips, straddling her.

"May I?" I ask. She nods slowly. I start to take off my shirt and she takes off hers. I unhook her bra exposing her tits. I go back to kissing her and I feel her hand going up my neck. I start to move my lips lower until I'm at her waist. I unbutton her pants and quickly continue kissing all the way down to her thighs.

"Are you ready?" I ask her.

"Yes" she says. I slowly enter my tongue and I start eating her out.

"Fuck! Oh my god" she moans. Her hands grip my hair tightly.

I go back up and start kissing her thighs more.

"Wait keep going" she breathes.

"Should I use my fingers this time?" I ask

"Please do!!" she responds. I go back down this time inserting my fingers. I hear her moans fill the air as I go faster and faster. She grips my hair tighter and tighter as I do so. Her walls tighten around my fingers.

"Fuck! Y/N" she moans. "I'm gonna-" she is interrupted by another moan. I feel her cum and I take out my fingers and lick them clean. I go up for a last time and start kissing her when she then pulls me over so I am now on the bottom.

"Are you ready? She asks. I nod as she goes down. Before I know it she is eating me out. I feel a knot growing inside inching me closer to my orgasm. I start moaning as she goes faster with her tongue

"Want a finger too?" She asks

"Fuck! Yes!" I say. I feel the knot rising higher. She inserts her fingers and starts to fuck me. She gets faster and faster as I feel myself tense up.

"Fuck! I'm there! I'm there!" I moan, my legs shaking as I reach my orgasm. Kate slowly comes up, kissing me as she does.

"I have something else if you want to try it"she says. I'm now intrigued as to what Kate has.

"Oh?" I say. She gets off of me and grabs a strap on. She puts it on and I raise my hips and sinking down on top of her. I down fully on her and start to slowly move up and down getting increasingly faster. Soon I am riding her dick and it feels amazing I let out moans as I continue riding it. I hold her hips for support as I fuck my self on her faster. Each time I go up and down it feels like I’m floating. Her dick glides against my tight walls and the tip hitting my g-spot perfectly.

"Fuck! Oh my god! Oh!" I moan. Kate then flips me over so I am on the bottom again and starts pushing it into me. I moan and I feel the knot. Her hips snap against my ass as she thrusts in and out of me. As she fucks me faster and faster with each thrust, I feel my second orgasm getting closer and closer.

"Kate! Jesus fuck- I'm gonna cum!"

"Should I keep going?"she asks.

"Yes! Fuck! I'm so close! Please don't stop!"

Finally I feel it. The knot is released and my second orgasm feels amazing. Kate and I are both panting when she moves closer o my head.

“Now, you’re gonna take this and let me fuck this perfect mouth of yours. Understood?” She says. I nod and she slides the strap on into my mouth and down my throat. I try not to choke but when she starts thrusting I gag. She chuckles. “That’s it. Choke on it. Atta girl…” she starts thrusting faster and I start gagging.

and she takes off the strap on.

"Wow," I say "that was-"

"Fun" she says.

"Mhm" I say. She gets in bed and turns on her side so she's facing me. She cuddles against me. I feel her warm body radiating. She kisses me goodnight and wraps her arms around me. I put my head close to hers and stare into her beautiful blue eyes. I wipe a part of her hair off of her face and plant a kiss on her forehead. She smiles and closes her eyes.

"Goodnight Y/n" she yawns

"Goodnight Kate…" I yawn back.

Your POV:

I wake up the next day with Kate spooning against me, a smile across her face as she lay there sleeping. I then think back to last night. I have flashbacks of kissing and moaning.

"Good morning Y/n" I hear Kate mumble as she snaps me back to reality.

"Morning" I say rolling over to face her. I give her a peck on the lips and she returns it. "Remember that shower I was gonna take last night?" I ask her.

"Mhm" she says.

"Care to join me?" I offer. She immediately sits up, eyebrows raised.

"Really? She asks. I nod.

"Yes really. Now are you coming or now" I say as I slide out of her bed but realize I'm not wearing anything.I wrap myself in a blanket and ask Kate where the towels are. I go to grab two and Lucky is there to greet me when I step out the door. He almost seems to know what we did last night. I grab the towels and bring one back to Kate and wrap the other around me instead of the sheets. I find the shower and start it. I drop my towel and step in. Not long after Kate joins me. She stands behind me and starts kissing my shoulders and makes her way to my neck. I let out a moan and tilt my head back. She kisses me all the way down to my thighs. She smirks, teasing me.

"Feel good?" Kate asks. I nod. She kiss her way back up my body and then steps behind me, hugging me. She keeps kissing me. We get out of the shower and get dressed. We head to the living room. Kate lays down and I lay on top of her Lucky joins us, curling into a ball at the other end of the couch. I feel my eyes getting heavy as I look at Kate. I give her a kiss before falling asleep on her.

If you made your this far let me know if I should write a part 2 to this. I’m thinking about it and have a few ideas in mind. Thank you!

#kate bishop #Kate #marvel #kate bishop smut #smut #kate x reader #kate x y/n #marvel smut #Spotify

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thekatebridgerton · 8 months

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Speaking of which, if I ever had to do a collab with someone I would do a Labyrinth au with @sea-owl

Where the Bridgertons are the rulers of the Goblin court and their spouses are adults who have drawn the attention of the fae, as either kids or adults and the fae court wants to lure them into the fae lands by making them run the Labrynth, so they kidnap their ‘children’ aka, their younger siblings.

Kate went to a town fair with her little sister and in the process of getting rid of a guy that was way too confident in himself, she insulted the Goblin king, probably told a glamoured Anthony to his face that he wasn’t that attractive and that his flirting didn’t work on her. So Anthony took little Edwina as petty revenge and now Kate has to brave the fae lands to rescue her. But she’s not letting him win, and she sure isn’t letting him have her sister! That overconfident jerk.

Simon actually was rescued from the Labrynth by his Aunt Danbury when he was a kid, apparently ‘the little Duchess Daphne’ of the Goblin court took a linking to him when his father wished him away, but Aunt Agatha rescued him. Now as an adult, with the disappearance of Aunt Agatha, Simon was left as the sole guardian of his 14 yo cousin Gareth, and somehow the fae have taken him as payment for Simon. And now, it turns out, that the little duchess who used to like him, is not so little anymore. And Daphne still thinks he’s handsome.

Penelope actually broke a promise when she was a child to one of the members of the Goblin court. As a kid she used to think they were imaginary friends, since she lived in a very old house near the forest, so she had no problem promising she would marry the handsome boy who liked to play with her in the garden in exchange for having someone in her family who loved her. When her sister Felicity was born, Penelope’s family moved away, and she forgot her promise, now she’s back in Mayfair, and it seems like her handsome imaginary friend, isn’t that imaginary, or that benevolent anymore. How was she supposed to know Colin was the most chaotic brother of the Goblin king? Or that he’d take his gift back, in order to force Penelope to come to him.

Phillip didn’t know that the very pretty girl who used to sit by the lake with him when the twins were born, was some sort of magical creature. Eloise was kind, a little eccentric but she listened to him when he was a struggling new dad. She seemed to like the newborns too. So when Marina started to lose her temper more and more, with the onset of her illness, it was natural for Phillip to confide in his nice mysterious friend. He didn’t expect Marina to have an accident in the lake shortly after that. He had to move away because of the accident. He knew something was wrong with the lake and feared something could happen to him and the kids. He didn’t know Eloise could be patient, waiting until he came back to Mayfair, with his cute little twins. Ready to be fully lured into the Goblin court.

Araminta always told Sophie that one day the Goblins would come to take her back because she wasn’t really her father’s kid, but rather an unnatural bastard left on their doorstep and sure she sometimes dreamed about being spirited away when she was asleep, but she didn’t want little Posey to be stolen by the fae when Araminta wished for Sophie to be gone instead. A very handsome Goblin offered to help her find and rescue Posey, but the thing is that he also seemed to want her to be his mistress in the Goblin court. Ugh what had she gotten herself into?

Finally, wickedly flirtatious Michael, who lost all his family in a freak house fire that left him and 6 yo Lucy as the sole survivors. Michael only survived because a beautiful fae girl from the Goblin court was there during the fire and let them live because she used to like his dead cousin John (who in that house had offended the bloody fae??, Michael always suspected it had been Lucy’s uncle). Michael of course raised Lucy as well as he could, far away from Mayfair. Until he came back for a visit and the messenger from the Goblin court appeared, letting him know that the lady Francesca was no longer satisfied with their last bargain and now she wanted Michael to provide a playmate for her little brother Gregory. But Michael didn’t want Lucy to be taken forever by the Goblin court. So if the sister of the Goblin King wanted him to be wicked, he would show her wicked.

Cue Kate, Simon, Penelope, Sophie, Phillip and Michael teaming up to run in the Labyrinth and survive the respective traps set by the fae in order to rescue their siblings. Maybe I just want to see the Bridgertons hosting the most decadent fae masquerade ever, while their significant others are decked to the nines in the most exquisite finery known to men, dancing to music that’s too good to be true. But also extremely suspicious of these very powerful fae that claim to love them, but are still, technically kidnapping kids to keep them from leaving the fae lands.

(In Eloise defence, she always planned to adopt Phillip’s cute twins, it’s not kidnapping because she technically never planned to give them back.. Anthony, Colin, Benedict and Daphne yes that qualifies as kidnapping, and Hyacinth is getting way too chummy with Gareth but look at Francesca, she never intended to keep Lucy for long, sure, Gregory did get a strange fixation and he did want to keep Lucy forever, but the point is, Francesca was okay with returning Lucy to the human world after a few days, Michael just took her summons the wrong way and that’s the story they’re sticking to if he survives the labyrinth)

I just think this is an au that’s been running through my head and @sea-owl would understand why.

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pristinekanesays · 1 year

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🦋Life Is Strange: General Headcanons

🦋 just some pretty normal headcanons

🐺 GN!Reader, no specific pronouns are mentioned!

🦋 warnings: dorky stuff, bad mental health and swearing.

🎧A/N: Been super busy lately, thanks for the loads of support though guys! Gonna be writing more for Skip because nobody's writing for him and he's actually REALLY attractive??

🦋Chloe Price:

📄It's obvious that Chloe literally adores punk rock and possibly heavy metal music. She's also a HUGE PissHead fan, from listening to Skip's demo to then asking if she can hear more of his music.

🖤She doesn't wanna admit it but she definitely sees Skip as an older brother figure, they're basically family and they have such a sweet bond together.

📄Chloe and Steph are actually pretty close in Before The Storm, from how Steph asks Chloe for permission to ask Rachel out and how she's okay with Chloe venting to her if she wanted to.

🖤Her favourite songs are Nothing Wrong - Pisshead and Everything Reminds Me Of Her - Elliot Smith. (those are all literally my favourite songs as well..oops)

📄She is actually secretly a bit of nerd, like not a huge nerd but she's played Dungeons & Dragons multiple times with Steph and Mikey before and after Episode 1.

🖤Her favourite animal is the Palos Verdes Blue butterfly, since a blue butterfly is her spirit animal but she also really likes Tiger Sharks and 100% thinks she could take them in a fight.

📄She sucks ass at cooking and Joyce has tried to teach her before but she gets bored so easily.

🖤When she got her skull tattoo, she teared up and nearly started sobbing but told everyone she knows that she was totally 100% cool + badass during it.

(hella pissed about the zero skip gifs and lack of fanfiction, he's literally so attractive?? wtf)

🎤 Skip Matthews:

📄He secretly flips people off behind their back as they walk away if they've pissed him off, will totally freak out then switch to standing still and laughing awkwardly if they turn around.

🖤Listens to Taylor Swift but apart from that he's a huge punk rock + heavy metal fan.

📄Okay now, Skip is a HUGE horror game nerd. I'm talkin' Outlast, Resident Evil, Amnesia: The Dark Descent and Silent Hill.

🖤He can cook, okay?! He doesn't look like your average chef but he can definitely serve up some good fucking food.

📄Talks shit about anyone he doesn't like with you, if you guys are together of course or really good friends, he's like Victoria Chase sometimes because oh my god is he a bitch.

🖤Apart from listening to music, he'll also listen to urban legends podcasts on his way to work.

📄Skip comes from a pretty normal family in the suburbs of Denver, Colorado with two older sisters and a younger brother.

🖤(He's such a dork, I love him.) He's also pretty into fishing and is constantly taking trips for his band when he has to.

📄His favourite animal is the Polar Bear, like yeah he'd piss himself if he ever saw one in real life but he thinks they're pretty cute online instead of them being outside his door ready to beat his ass.

🍂Kate Marsh:

📄She's very religious but also very supportive. She just wants to settle down with someone, falling in love + possibly starting a family together, sitting on the porch swing in the afternoon while drinking tea/coffee side by side.

🖤Can Kate cook? Yes, she could totally make a living out of her talent but she just isn't into that for a career.

📄She never really has anything bad to say about anyone, she doesn't believe in being mean to other people because that just isn't in her blood.

🖤Kate is sort of sensitive, she won't cry if you bump into her accidentally but would tear up if you were to raise your voice/insult her in any way like any normal person. (so don't, you asshole)

📄Listens to soft, classical music sometimes but also some indie pop now and then.

🖤She's a walking angel, her personality, her looks and smarts, everything about her is just *chefs kiss*.

📄Her favourite animal is either the Florida White Rabbit or the Harp Seal, commonly known as Saddleback/Greenland Seal, Kate adores Harp Seal's so much and is always smiling while looking at photos of them.

🖤Hobbies? Playing the violin & the piano, back when she lived with her parents she was super into gardening + cooking.

📷 Max Caulfield:

📄She's always cooped up in her dorm either studying away, practicing her guitar skills or hanging out with Warren and Chloe.

🖤Max is a proud geek, alright? She's a board game, video game, everything remotely geeky fan, 100% played Dungeons & Dragons with Warren and has a few photos of the whole thing in a box under her bed titled 'W&M DND'.

📄Has overplayed Speedy Ortiz & Syd Matters so much but surprisingly never gets bored of their songs, but everyone else around her already has.

🖤Max sucks complete, utter ass at cooking and she knows it, she'll still try her best though but she can't even make toast properly without making it suffer through the toaster.

📄She can say some bad shit about people if they're assholes but she'd never say anything about someone who's innocent/someone she knows is a good person.

🖤Her spirit animal is a Doe and while she adores it completely, she also really likes Koala's and thinks that they're absolutely adorable.

🎭 Rachel Amber:

📄Rachel is that perfect, pretty and amazing popular girl that everyone knows, she struggles with her emotions pretty bad and I can see her going to Rose for help but never really her father.

🖤She wants to be an actor, right? Then that's what she's aiming for, to be in the public eye with a smile on her face and an award in her hands.

📄Multiple public bathrooms, walls and doors across arcadia bay are marked with 'RACHEL AMBER WAS HERE' or 'R.A'.

🖤Best chef in the world, clap clap! She's honestly so good at cooking and baking, has definitely thought about being a badass chef instead of a badass actor before.

📄She can sing really good, her and Chloe made a song together which was stashed away ..kept in a safe place after she went missing.

🖤She's heard about Skip from Chloe + always thought he was a cool older brother/father figure to any fucked up kid around the campus and 100% agrees with his nerdy horror game lifestyle.

📄Rachel's favourite animal is the Red Panda, she has a photo of one on a shelf somewhere and also has a Red Panda stuffed animal.

🖤Listens to punk rock and some heavy metal if she's in the mood, she loves PissHead and Firewalk.

🎬 Victoria Chase:

📄Her schedule is nearly always full, she's either bossing Vortex Club members and others about or practicing with her camera.

🖤She secretly listens to punk rock sometimes but will roll her eyes and say 'you don't look like the type' if anyone else like her takes an interest in her music taste.

📄She's got a geeky side to her from the figures in her room to the shit she's stuffed under her bed (video games, etc) so nobody else will find out about it and make fun of her.

🖤Victoria isn't the best at cooking but she isn't awful, she's told everyone in Blackwell that she's a master chef though. There's room for improvement, she needs MAJOR improvement cooking-wise.

📄She's really good at playing the piano, photography (of course) and she can make her own outfits with the right fabrics + tools.

🖤Her favourite animal is the Cheetah and she makes that very clear, even told someone 'i could claw you like a cheetah, bitch.' once before.

📄Definitely posts stuff about positive vibes on her socials while acting like a total bitch in real life.

🎮 Warren Graham:

📄He's broken his hand before during a fight, it sounds so badass but he's hella embarrassed and ashamed about it.

🖤Listens to small bands he found through his dorky websites that he's always on and always attends their gigs.

📄(Sucks dick at cooking), will totally hype his friends up about it then laugh awkwardly and act completely clueless at their grossed out reactions.

🖤He knows Skip pretty well since Warren was already in Blackwell at the same time that Skip was working there, they've exchanged opinions about games and movies way before the first game.

📄His favourite animals are Owls especially the Great Horned Owl, he saw one at night while he was hanging with Max and watched as she took a near hour taking photos of it.

🖤He hangs out on websites nearly all the time to read about the local bands, owl sightings, when the new video game he wants so bad is coming out.

📄Has probably searched up shit like 'how to get a boyfriend/girlfriend' before.

🧨 Nathan Prescott:

📄(He looks like a bent ass banana from the fruit bowl with the weird ass way he's sitting, fix your posture man.)

🖤He's 99% busy all the time, he's either attending therapy, in class, doing stuff for the Vortex Club or doing his usual..shady shit.

📄When he's texting you or his friends, the messages are barely readable because he texts like 'CU Thre, LOL, 2nte' and adds an unnecessary amounts of ?? and !!.

🖤Nathan doesn't have a specific music taste but he does sort of like listening to heavy metal.

📄Doesn't know how to cook at all, his parents never cared to teach him and why bother when you're filthy rich?!

🖤He doesn't really care for shit other than his fucked up photography or the Vortex Club, he'll maybe sketch some stuff here and there but even his sketches come out looking severly fucked up.

📄His favourite animal is the Indian Saw-Scaled Viper, he's into some scary shit because he's a scary asshole so don't be surprised. I mean, he also likes dogs..i guess.

🖤Huge horror movie fan as well like you sit him down, turn on a terrifying, traumatizing ass movie but he just rolls his eye and stays there completely unphased.

#🤍kane's headcanons #nathan prescott x reader #kate marsh x reader #victoria chase x reader #max caulfield x reader #chloe price x fem!reader #rachel amber x reader #warren graham x reader #lis headcanons #life is strange headcanons #skip matthews x reader

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little-peril-stories · 11 months

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LPS: Blog (Re)Intro

Little Peril Stories | Kate | adult | she/her

Masterlists:

The Queen of Lies (ongoing): AU for The Prince of Thieves—sheltered, rich sad girl meets snarky criminal; chaos ensues; whumpy, Victorian forbidden love vibes with a side helping of angst and girl power

The Court of Rogues (work in progress): sequel to The Prince of Thieves; details to come 2024.

The Prince of Thieves (complete): guy and gal get arrested and tormented by super cool, totally normal constable while pals on the outside freak out and make bad decisions; fun 1800s prison vibes with a side helping of angst and chosen family

Man of Letters (UNRESOLVED; part of Whumptober 2023): awkward scholar boi tries to save the girl he falls in love with and gets way more than he bargained for; light romantasy paired with heavy emo vibes, with a side of helping of angst and torture

Fen and Freddie (complete): gal gets kidnapped, dopey cinnamon roll with hopeless crush tries to rescue her and fails; vague superhero sci-fi vibes with a side helping of angst and pining

The Curiosity Collector (complete): sweet non-confrontational magic boy gets kidnapped and needs rescuing by bf and sis; witchy, autumnal vibes with a side helping of angst and falling in love

✨ Check out: OC & WIP extras (mood boards, lyrics inspo, tag game creations, and more!)

This is a whumpblr/writeblr space! Sometimes I’ll post/reblog writerly posts, memes, etc., but a lot of the posts/RBs will be about whump. I post original writing and reblog the work of others that I enjoy, gifs, tropes, prompts, and other such things.

I’m down with asks and tag games but may not respond right away. If I seem to ignore you, it’s not personal, it just means real life is taking priority at that moment.

I love comments and feedback on my writing and welcome them with open arms.

A note on age: I know I can’t actually stop you from accessing this blog, but I do not wish to interact with people under 18. It’s not personal, I’m sure you’re great, but it has everything to do with my job IRL. Please respect this boundary and come back on your 18th birthday.

Check out: My Most Common Tropes

My favourite elements of whump have to do with power dynamics, intimidation, dread, and angst. I love captivity-with-a-cause: kidnapping for ransom or as leverage over someone else, prison (in fantasy or historical settings, less so for modern settings though it’s not a hard rule), and the like. Fantasy presents so many creative versions of this trope, so I do love me some fantasy whump! It also gives lots of opportunity for dungeons, shackles, and other fun implements like that. Gratuitous tying or chaining up is always delightful to see. Pining, desperately trying to protect a loved one (…and failing), and self-sacrifice are other big tropes I love, so expect to see lots of those!

As for characters, I love it when they are as far as you can get from perfect, pure, and innocent—when they’re good enough people, but whose flawed or maybe even problematic decisions lead them into trouble. Always, always, I want my characters to have a hand in their own fates. Pure-hearted victims of the narrative who simply fall into a whumpy situation are cute and fun, but not what I tend to write.

A few odds and ends I’m such a sucker for, so you’ll probably find them in my writing:

Sibling relationships

Allusions to songs, books, folklore, and musicals

Nature and weather helping to set the scene (oh my goodness, how many times can I work snow into one story?)

If romance, either slow burn or instant attraction

…with a sprinkling of “huh, I don’t understand what I’m feeling, wtf is going on??”

‘In the nick of time’ rescues

Painfully awkward moments

Fluff and comfort, but only once they’ve really earned it

Almost kisses

Hard choices

Happy endings

You probably won’t find much gore or explicit noncon here, but there might be some elements of those in my stories or in reblogs. I don’t write BBU or pet whump.

My original “whumpy things I like” post can be found here.

Anyway, thanks for reading! 💕 Happy whumping!

#blog intro #whump intro #writeblr intro #this is a reintroduction #whump community #writeblr #whumpblr #pinned post

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lizzie-is-here · 2 years

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Ello can u pls do (8. having to share a bed and being chill with it because, ya know, friendship™️ but it turns out you cuddle in your sleep and oh no this is a problem-) Kate Bishop x fem reader where you guys have been friends for a long time and both have feelings for each other and both of you have been forced to sleep in 1 bed because there aren't any others then you both end up confessing each others feelings and end up together in the end? ty :) <3

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character: kate bishop x fem!reader

prompt: “having to share a bed and being chill with it because, ya know, friendship™️ but it turns out you cuddle in your sleep and oh no this is a problem-“

a/n: these ideas are so freaking cute i love them. also writing about kate is very enjoyable lol

requests are still open here!

“Hey, (Y/N), it’s Kate. I really hate to do this, but it’s kind of an emergency and I would really appreciate if you could let me into your apartment.”

You stare at the text message from an unknown number, immediately setting down your hot chocolate and heading to the door of your small apartment. You and Kate had been best friends since high school. If she says it’s important, it’s important.

When you open your door, however, it isn’t just Kate on the other side. Next to her is Avenger and master assassin Clint Barton, her idol and inspiration. And a golden retriever. Who you’re sure your cat will hate.

“I’m really sorry,” she begins, clutching her bow tightly. “I promise I’ll make it up to you, it’s just… There’s a lot happening, and I didn’t know where else to go so I-”

You hold a hand up. “Kate, it’s fine. You don’t have to apologize; come in.” The duo slips inside of your apartment and politely sets their weapons and shoes by the door. Clint glances around your apartment.

A cat lazing on the couch, side-eyeing Pizza Dog. The TV turned on to Hell’s Kitchen, with Gordon yelling at some poor chef about scallops. One bedroom, one couch. He sighs and prepares for a night of poor sleep.

“I’m making hot chocolate, do either of you want some?” Kate is quick to accept, heading to the kitchen and offering to help. You assure her that you can mix the powder on your own just fine, but you can feel the guilt radiating off her.

You let her make the hot chocolate.

After the three mugs are distributed, you sit the two archers on the couch and pause your show, standing in front of the TV. “So,” you say, sipping the scalding drink. “Are you going to tell me what’s going on and why an Avenger is in my living room?”

They give you the best run-down they can, explaining everything from the Ronin suit, the Tracksuit Mafia, and the badass assassin tailing them. You grow more worried as they speak, hurrying to close the blinds and check the doors.

“Well, I don’t have any fancy tech, but I do have food and working cable,” you joke. “The couch pulls out, so I can sleep out here-“

The famed archer waves you off. “Nah, I’ll sleep out here. Not like I want to sleep in the same bed as this hooligan.” He shoves Kate.

She rolls her eyes and shoves him back, nodding to you. “Sharing a bed? Like old times?”

“If you say old times you mean ‘a few months ago’, then sure.” You wave goodnight to Clint and Pizza Dog, and head to your room, Kate trundling behind. She flops on your bed as you head into your bathroom.

“Hey, wash up before you go and dirty my bed,” you joke, offering a washcloth and some disinfectant. She merely rolls over, pouting.

“Don’ wanna,” she whines, sliding from the bed anyway and taking the dripping cloth from you. “Um, now may be a good time to mention that I don’t know how to treat wounds.”

You glance at her. A cut at her temple, some scrapes on her arms and face, and some bruising here and there. Nothing too bad, but enough to need attention. Flipping down the toilet lid, you gesture for her to sit, grabbing a first aid kit.

Humming Christmas carols, you pour some soap on the rag and begin to wipe the blood and dirt from her face.

Kate can’t help but soak in every detail. Your nose scrunches as you wipe and clean, and you let out satisfied huffs between phrases of “Baby, It’s Cold Outside” when you successfully remove patches of dried blood.

You’re too absorbed in playing nurse to notice her staring, and she only snaps out of it when you grab the hydrogen peroxide. You whisper an “I’m sorry,” as you dab the cuts, softly shushing her as she wimpers from the sting.

Thankfully, the feeling doesn’t last long, and she can resume her staring as you grab ointment.

Kate isn’t sure how long it’s been since she started looking at you like this. She knows it started in high school. She remembers how scared she’d been. But now, it feels like the most natural thing in the world.

Loving you is the most natural thing in the world.

It’s uncharacteristic, how shy and awkward she becomes around you. For all of her confidence and swagger, you reduce her to fumbling her words and tripping over air. So she never said anything. Never brought it up, in hopes her pesky feelings would die out in college.

Then she saw you at her first college party and knew she had to admit her feelings at least to herself. Not like any girl absolutely sweep the football team at beer pong and leave on her own two feet. But you were you, so she wasn’t surprised.

She almost asked you out halfway through your freshman year of college, but finals were too stressful. Then, she tried again the next year for Valentine’s day, but another girl beat her to it. The year after that was the worst, since she almost got the full sentence of, “Will you go out with me?” out before being hit by a punk on a bicycle and having to get three stitches in her head.

And, well, she was going to ask you out a few days ago for Christmas, but then she destroyed a bell tower, infiltrated a black market auction, met an Avenger, and caught her apartment on fire. So her luck was not the best.

“Watcha thinking about?” you ask as you unwrap those little skinny bandages. You carefully hold the skin together as you apply them, still humming, now to “Little Drummer Boy.”

“You, everything about you,” she thinks. “I want to kiss you really bad.”

But those aren’t the kinds of things you tell your best friend after raiding her apartment, so she just shrugs.

“Nothing much.” You scoff, helping her up and throwing off your shirt and shimmying out of your jeans. You two have changed around each other so often that it’s no big deal, but Kate’s thoughts are still going a mile a minute.

Her heartrate hits top speed as you step past her to grab an oversized sleep shirt and some comfy shorts from the ground, bending down as she goes beet-red.

You toss her some clothes and she tugs them on, trying her best not to think about how they smell like your perfume.

Meanwhile, you slip into your clothes, turning around and immediately slapping a hand on her forehead.

“Kate, hun, you’re bright red. Do you have a fever?” you ask, brows knitting as you watch her shake her head.

“No, no fever here,” she chuckles nervously. “No, I’m just… The adrenaline from the fight is probably wearing of, so…” You take the excuse, clambering into bed and patting the spot next to you as you flick off the lamp.

Once you both get situated, you’re face-to-face in the dark, hands almost touching. The street lights filter through your blinds, projecting bright dots on your face and the wall behind you.

Kate watches you shuffle under the covers, burrowing into your pillow with a tired noise. She opens and closes her mouth a few times, unsure if she should say something or keep her hyperactive thoughts to herself.

“Hmm?” you ask. Although your eyes are closed, you can feel how restless she is.

“Are you mad at me?” Your eyes fly open, frowning.

“Kate, what?” She shook her head, immediately regretting the words that flew out of her mouth. “Kate, no. I am not mad at you. I promise, okay?” You take her face in your hands, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

“Get some rest, okay? Gotta have you energized to take out this Tracksuit Mafia tomorrow.”

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Kate did not get rest. For a while, she filtered in and out of sleep, adrenaline and nerves still running on overdrive. And as her mind spiraled, she began to worry.

These tracksuit guys were relentless. What if they trailed her and Clint to your apartment? What if they broke in? Oh, God, had she endangered you by coming here?

In her mind, your apartment was no longer a safe place. It was a trap, and you were stuck in it. She didn’t think she could forgive herself if you got hurt. Or if your apartment got burnt to a crisp.

The anxiety and panic began to set in, slowly building until Kate was wiping tears from her eyes.

As she sniffles quietly, you huff in your sleep, mumbling to yourself and scooting around the bed. She freezes as you roll over, tucking yourself under her arm and sprawling one arm and one leg over her. Great.

Not being able to shove you off, Kate rests her chin atop your head, inhaling the scent of your shampoo and attempting to slow her breathing.

Something about the proximity stirs something in the girl. Maybe because of how often she’s thought about this. Maybe because your arm is wrapped tightly around her waist as you quietly snore.

She runs a hand through your hair, freezing as you mumble. You wake up to the movement, blinking hazily. Lifting your head with a groan, you blink away your tiredness as you take in the situation.

“You alright?” you whisper, words muffled by sleep. She nods, hoping you’ll just go back to sleep. But you notice her shaky breaths, so you lay back on your side of the bed, facing her as you sigh. “What’s wrong?”

It takes her a little while to respond, but she manages eventually. “Did I make a mistake by coming here? Am I gonna get you hurt?”

You shake your head, gently patting her arm as you yawn. “No. I’ll be fine, Kate. Even if they did come by here, I doubt they’d be able to rough me up that much.” She frowns. “Hey, I can’t let a bunch of old dudes in tracksuits beat me up. Like, how embarrassing would that be?” you joke.

Some tension leaves her shoulders and she laughs, chasing away the worry suffocating her.

“You’re ridiculous,” she chuckles. “I love you so much.”

She genuinely doesn’t clock the words as they spill out, but she notices you still, even your breath stopping. You gulp, words stuck in your throat.

“You love me?” you ask, tearing up.

It’s Kate’s turn to pause. “I- wait, what? Did I say that?” She laughs, kicking herself as she watches her chance at asking you out dwindle away. “I don’t- What?”

You watch as she grows more upset with herself, reaching over to rest a hand on her shoulder. “Kate, hey. It’s okay.” Leaning in, you whisper to her. “Can I tell you a secret?”

You don’t wait for her to respond. “I love you, too.”

She shakes her head. “(Y/N), you don’t have to say that-“

“Shh. Shh your face,” you say, laughing as you pat her face in an attempt to stop her self-deprecation. “I love you. You just have to deal with it.”

When she continues rambling, you sigh, scooting closer and cupping your hand on her cheek. As you lean in, you wait for her to pull away. When she nods, barely noticeable in the dark, you close the space.

You only part when you both need air, giggling in the dark like two idiots that had been skirting around their feelings for years. “Well,” she grins. “Guess I’ll just have to deal with it.”

#marvel #marvel x reader #x reader #avengers x reader #clint barton #kate bishop x fem!reader #kate bishop x female reader #kate bishop fluff #kate bishop x reader #kate bishop #requests open #request

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i-prefer-west-side · 7 months

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BILLY THE KID Post-series

"I had to, Kate! Who knows what nefarious person might have taken him instead?"

Kate sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose. "It's a goat, Castle," she says slowly, as if he's not listening - which, well, he probably isn't. "Where the hell will we keep a goat?"

Rick grins and shifts the goat in his arms. "Technically, he's a baby goat. A kid," he points out. "I named him Billy."

"Okay. Where the hell will we keep Billy?"

"I dunno." He shrugs. "I'm sure I can buy a farm, or something."

She sighs again. "We're not buying a farm so you can keep a freaking goat that you impulsively bought."

Rick turns the goat's face towards her, his own lips pouting, and as much as she tries, she can't just walk away.

Billy is pretty damn cute.

"Fine," she sighs. Before her husband - her dear husband, who she loves more than life itself - most of the time - can celebrate too much, she holds up her hand. "We're not buying a farm, or hiding hi in our apartment, or building a pen in our Hamptons backyard. We're going to find a farm - an existing farm - where he can stay. And maybe, if they let us, we can visit him. Deal?"

Judging by the way his face lights up, she just made Rick's day.

"Deal."

She shakes her head as she takes the goat inside, and she pulls out her phone to do some research.

They find a good home, arrange a payment schedule for the goat's care, and visit him every time they're in the Hamptons.

And he keeps the name Billy.

#castle fanfic #fluffy friday #post-series

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southernbluebellereader · 1 year

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literally anything to do with gaz at this point,, i struggle so much to find stuff on him like no joke.

smut, no smut, fluff or no fluff i’m not bro there’s just gaz x reader will make me happy :)

thank you have a lovely day

A little nosy, aren't we?

A/N: Hi Bestie! I'm got a little something something up my sleeve, especially with what we talked about lol

Sgt. Kyle "Gaz" Garrick x F! Reader

Master List (tag list at the bottom)

Summary: What Kyle is to Price is comparable to how you are to Laswell. You two grow fond of each other, but when you accidentally like one of his old social media photos, he thinks you're too cute.

Warnings: Embarrassment, Cursing, Shy Reader, social media stalking, Kyle Garrick being an absolute cutie patootie sweetheart and *not* a hardened soldier.

What Kyle was to Price, you were to Laswell. You'd worked with Kate Laswell for years, she could rely on you, you could rely on her - for anything and everything.

She was that constant figure in your life, both in and out of the military, and it was nice working with another woman in the military, even if you did more of the behind the scenes stuff.

As of late, Laswell's been working a lot with Captain Price - and Kyle Garrick. You'd only seen pictures of him and seen him on the video chats with Laswell and Price. Cute. Not much of a talker, you thought. You knew you were shy, but the more shy you got, the more talkative you'd be and start word vomiting.

You finally met Captain Price - and Sergeant Kyle Garrick. The man barely said 'Hello' to you and you nearly dropped the stack of files in your hands. Chuckling, he held his hands out in front of you to make sure you didn't drop any.

"You alright, Y/N?"

"Yeah, I'm ok - sorry, Sergeant."

"Kyle." He winked at you before turning to his Captain and Laswell to begin the briefing. Leaving you almost no room to process what just happened.

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Over the next couple of weeks, as Laswell and Price were in charge of missions, you and Kyle got to spend more time together. Sure, he was quieter than most - sometimes quieter than Ghost, who kind of freaked you out.

"Don't worry about him - guarantee you he's a big softy."

"W-what?" You looked up at Kyle, he chuckled and gave you a half smile then you both looked at Ghost and watched as he barked orders to people ranked below him - sometimes at Soap. You couldn't help but smile at the comment.

"They treating you alright, Y/N?"

"H-huh? Oh. Yeah. They're good." Sometimes you couldn't believe that he was talking to you - or even that you were this close to him while you were sitting next to him.

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Over the short time that you'd gotten to know him, you eventually exchanged numbers and followed each other on social media. When out at a bar with everyone from the team and Laswell, this gave you the opportunity to spend more time with Kyle and see him outside of his work attire. He looked more relaxed, comfortable - yet he made your heart race and stumble on your words.

He excused himself for a moment to use the men's room. While waiting, you pulled out your phone and opened up one of your social media apps. As you casually scrolled through your feed, without thinking, you looked up Kyle's account - just to look at it, you know.

He didn't have a lot of photos on there, and the ones that he had were all from years ago. His most recent post was from over eight months ago. But you scrolled down to see a photo from over a year ago of him wearing his infamous cap with the British flag on it. You asked him one day if he had more than one and he said 'yes' - it was comparable to the Captain and his dreadful hat that never leaves his head.

Without thinking, you liked the photo. Feeling heat fill your cheeks, you quickly unliked the photos and closed your phone, placing it face down on the counter beside your drink, trying to play it off.

Scaring you half to death, Kyle asked you, "A little nosy, aren't we?"

He sat back down in front of her, grinning at her. Rendered speechless, you turn away from him in embarrassment to nurse your drink.

"Oh, cat got your tongue?" Kyle teased. He turned his body towards you. You shyly looked up at him, flushed cheeks still prominent.

God, was he cute. You hated how nice he was to you. You hated how cute he was and how attracted you were to him.

"N-no."

Chuckling, Kyle looked over at the Captain and Laswell, seemingly ignoring them, then back at you, giving you a gentle smile, "Say, if you really want to get to know me, would you at least let me invite you to dinner?"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

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binary-not-found · 2 years

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Episode 2 season 2 🥰

How are you? I had a very good day, I hope you are having a good day (or night depending on where you are) let's get going 🧚🏻‍♀️

I watched this scene about a hundred times in the days before the episode came out

Kate's face besides clearly looking worried, she looks like she's about to cry

That deep exhale suggests she's been thinking for days about what she wants to say and how she wants to say it, but hasn't found the way or the moment

And then she just says it, we know from the previous season that one of her main concerns was that people at work might see them together, and if we paid attention we know that wasn't the only thing she was worried about (I'll go into detail later) but it's clear that her telling her boss about Lucy is something big and important

The "say something" and Lucy's reaction are just a consequence of everything Kate had in her head at the time and the fact that Lucy was really just talking about going for coffee, I've been thinking a lot during the week that Lucy's reaction is genuine surprise, implying that Kate hadn't expressed to her the idea she had of maybe telling her boss, as I was saying it's something important and Lucy knows this, so it catches her off guard that Kate would say it out of the blue

Once Kate explains about the FBI barbecue Lucy's mood changes and we see her smiling and getting excited about the situation - I can't help but notice how cute I still find it that Kate can't keep her hands still when she explains something really fast - Lucy of course notices that her enthusiasm didn't help to take away Kate's worry, and here's the thing

Why does it seem like you're worried?

He could take me off as NCIS liaison

He wouldn't do that would he?

It seems to me (very personal opinion) Lucy was never fully aware of what could happen if they started a relationship and didn't report it when Kate was still part of DIA, Kate says it "if he felt there was a conflict of interest" she used to work in an agency in charge of a lot more information much more confidential than she does now, Lucy's change of expression tells me (again it's what I personally see) that even now, she thought it was just a matter of how Kate felt emotionally and not in terms of the job and the consequences their relationship could bring

However, what she does is reassure Kate that everything will be okay, even if she herself is freaking out thinking about the possibilities, and just look at the way Kate breathes and calms down a little just knowing that Lucy is there for her

That pause they take after the little kiss to look at each other and just reassure one another that it's okay, and that they're okay, is all that's good in this world, it's less than a two minute scene, but it's important, it shows again that they're communicating, that they're trying to make everything really be okay and that whatever happens, they're there for each other 💖

I just realized that you can now add more than 10 pics per post but I planned my posts per scene, so I'll do it that way 🚴🏻‍♂️

1/3 episode 2🐉

#ncis hawaii #ncishawaii #lucy tara #kate whistler #kacy #lucy x kate #kate x lucy #kacy analysis

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nervousgardenerkid · 2 years

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Bruised hearts and bloody noses

a/n: okay this was so CUTE and was on my mind for WEEKS when i got the ask!! i hope you guys enjoy it and again i'm sorry it took me FOREVER 😭 i'm doing my best i SWEAR!! credit to the gif owner <3

warnings: reader is not the one to fuck around with, mentions of blood, mentions of weed i love u weed, reader is female presenting and she/her pronouns are used, eddie being nonchalant but then all cute, that's all i can think of rn

“I fucking hate gym class.” You mutter under your breath while walking next to Robin. She lets out a hum to let you know she agrees with you.

“Me too, but it could be worse!”

You snort, your eyes falling on Rebecca.

“Yeah, nothing like having gym class with the biggest bitch in Hawkins.”

“And me!” Robin exclaimed while throwing her arm around your shoulders. She did have a point. Although you hated gym and half of the people in it, you were glad you at least had Robin with you. You open your mouth getting ready to reply to her when you trip over someone’s foot. You're lucky that reflexes kicked in and you grab onto Robin who held you steady before you whip your head around to the laughter that's coming from beside you.

“Wow, you should be really careful going up these stairs y/n! You could get hurt!”

Rebecca Donaldson. She’s the queen b of Hawkins at the moment, the b standing for bitch. You're not entirely sure why she has it out for you, but it's a game you're getting sick of real fast. You see, Rebecca always chooses someone to bully throughout each school year. First, it was Kate from science class, then Megan from history. The school was shocked when she made Richard Hernandez switch schools, and now she has it out for you. The moment she saw you walk into the school’s gymnasium she sunk her talons into you and has yet to release you from her suffocating clutch.

“Thanks, Rebecca! Love the new outfit by the way. Did mommy buy it with the divorce money she took from daddy?”

That struck a nerve. Rebecca stands up from where she's sitting and smoke is practically coming out of her ears.

“You little-”

A loud whistle is heard throughout the gym as the coach steps out of his office and into the center of the gym.

“Okay class, everyone take a seat and listen up!”

You and Robin scurry to find a seat but not before you blow a kiss to Rebecca and wave goodbye.

“She’s going to have your head on a stick and wave it in front of your weeping mother,” Robin said while stepping aside to let you sit first.

“Then you can tell my story. Y/n L/n, the girl who told off Hawkins’ designated bitch.”

Robin shakes her head muttering under her breath how absolutely insane you are.

“As much as I loved watching that, I have to agree with your friend there.”

Eddie Munson. The freak of the school and your chemistry partner. How you two haven't blown up the school yet no one knows, but they prepare for the day Eddie reads the measurements wrong. You and Eddie weren't exactly friends, but you also weren't strangers. You'd see each other in the hallways and give each other a smile and a small nod, but you both have yet to speak to each other outside of room 203, until today.

“Oh, c’mon you're supposed to be on my side. We're on the same team!”

Eddie chuckles and shakes his head slightly.

“I'm just saying,” he said while putting his hands up in a surrender motion. “As someone who stands up to their bullies from time to time, they aren't scared to fight back.”

You snort, eyes falling back on Rebecca as she whispers and laughs with her friends.

“She’s not my bully, just a major bitch who loves to pick on me.”

“That's the textbook definition of a bully,” Robin said under her breath.

“My point is I can take her.”

Eddie turns around to look at you, a chuckle leaving him as he does so.

“Okay, just remember what you're saying.”

“Why do you care?”

He shrugs his shoulders. “I don't.”

The conversation comes to an end when the coach dismisses everyone to go do their own thing. Eddie is quick to climb down the bleachers and make his way toward Gareth and Jeff, all three of them aren't dressed in their gym clothes so they get to walk around the gym the whole class period.

“Wait, what are we doing?” you ask while following Robin down the steps. She shrugs her shoulders.

“Basically whatever we want. As long as coach doesn't see us just standing around.”

You nod your head, liking the answer you heard, and look over at Robin. “So do you want-”

Your question is cut short when you feel yourself fall to the ground clutching your nose and tears pricking your eyes.

“Holy shit! Are you okay?!” Robin asks while stumbling to help you up.

A small crowd has gathered around you and all eyes are on you as you pull your hand away from your nose. You see blood on the palm of your hand wincing at the small puddle that sits there. It's not a lot, but it could've been much worse.

“Sorry y/n! I was totally aiming for Derek.”

“Thank god she fucking missed,” Derek mumbled under his breath.

Soon enough the crowd begins to scatter leaving you and Robin alone, but you could still feel some eyes on you.

“I'm going to kill her.”

“Um, maybe we should get you to a nurse first?”

You tune Robin out as you grab the dodgeball that hit you in the face mere seconds ago.

“Y/n, no-”

A loud smack goes throughout the gym as the ball hits Rebecca in the back of the head. Students in the gym let out quiet ohhh damn as she tried to wrap her head around what just happened.

“Really? That's how you want to do it?!” Rebecca screeched as you wiped away the remaining blood that was under your nose.

“Bite me, bitch!”

She stomps her way over to you with fire behind her eyes and you feel Robin trying to drag you away from her rampage but you're standing your ground. You are so sick and tired of her thinking that she can do whatever she wants just because she comes from a rich (now divorced) family, and you know you're not the only one. You know this because out of the corner of your eye you see Derek roll a basketball toward you making sure to send you a wink when it hits your foot.

The students let out a gasp when they see the ball leave your hands and fly straight into Rebecca’s nose. She falls to the ground just like you did before except she doesn't make a noise, she doesn't move.

“Oh my god, you killed her!” Robin shouted loud enough so only you could hear.

“Nice shot L/n.” Eddie chuckled while standing next to you.

You say nothing. You're not sure what to say because you really do think that you killed Rebecca, but those thoughts are cut short when you hear her let out a groan. Her friends gather around her to help her up and the gym erupts with groans and hands flying up to their faces. She sits up and lets out a scream when she sees a drop of blood fall onto her lap. You assume the pain starts to set in from the way her hand is hovering over her nose, it's almost like she's too scared to touch it.

“You asshole!” She shouted at you.

“I'm not the asshole! You're the fucking asshole, bitch!”

The gym rattles with every shouting student and Rebecca stumbles to make her way toward you but the coach was quick to step in between you two.

“Everyone to the locker rooms now!”

Students scattered while looking at the scene in front of them but they all stayed right behind the locker room doors, making sure to listen to what was happening.

“What the hell is going on here?!”

“I was just walking around the gym when she hit me in the face with a ball!”

“Oh, bullshit! You're such a fucking liar-”

“ENOUGH! Y/n, clean yourself up,” he said while gesturing to the dry blood that stained your shirt and skin. “and head to the principal's office.”

“That's fucking bullshit-”

“Go! Rebecca, grab your things and go to the nurse.”

You don't even bother to listen to her response as you stomp over to the girl's locker room. Girls scramble around trying not to get in your way and Robin is hot on your tail as you open your locker.

“What happened? Are you going to the nurse?”

“No, little miss perfect is though, I have to go to the principal's office.”

Robin opens her mouth ready to complain for you but she stops when she sees one of Rebecca’s friends grab her things from her locker.

“Hey, Maria,” you said while taking a step toward her.

Maria turns around to give you a glare silently asking what you want.

“Tell dearest Becca that I'm so excited to see the new nose daddy buys for her.”

“You're a fucking dick, you know that right?”

You roll your eyes as her friend rushed out of the locker room trying to get back to her in a short amount of time.

“Are you really going to the principal’s office? She started all of this shit!”

“I pretty much have no choice,” you sigh. “I'll see you after school.”

You quickly exit the locker room, throwing confused looks at your classmates when they salute you and thank you for your service. Once you're out of the locker room you see Eddie leaning against the wall.

“Finally. You take forever to change.”

You furrow your brows.

“What?”

“You were waiting for me?”

“Duh, I heard you were going to the principal’s office.”

You nod your head at him.

“Wrong. You're coming over to my place, I need help with my chemistry homework.”

You don't even have time to answer him before he throws his arm around your shoulder and leads you out of the gym. There are two ways this situation can go. The first one is you tell Eddie to leave you alone and you actually go to the principal’s office, or you could go with Eddie and end this day on a better note.

“Also, I don't need help with the homework. Just figured you didn't want to go to the principal’s office for finishing a fight you didn't even start.”

You chose the latter.

The drive to Eddie’s trailer was anything but quiet. He had Metallica blasting through his speakers and he wasn't the best driver in Hawkins so there were lots of sudden stops and red lights being run through.

“Jesus Christ Eddie, how the fuck did you get your license?!”

He roughly puts the van in park and hops out of the car with a smile on his face.

“Who said I had a license?”

You step out of the van ready to ask him to explain how he hasn't been pulled over yet when you let out a sneeze. A groan soon comes after that, your nose still sore from the ball that hit it earlier and you roll your eyes when you feel the familiar warm liquid trickle down again.

“Shit, let's get you patched up real quick.”

Eddie grabs your hand and brings you inside the trailer. He nods his head over to the kitchen telling you to have a seat somewhere while he looks for the first aid kit. You're a bit familiar with the layout of his trailer, you've stopped by to work on projects, homework, and even to buy what Eddie sells, but you're not familiar with the older man who comes out from where the restroom is.

You stare at him with wide eyes and your head slightly tilted up to make sure blood isn't pouring out.

“Hi, I'm y/n. I'd shake your hand but I'm a little preoccupied.”

A chuckle leaves his lips and he smiles at you.

“I'm Wayne, sorry the place is a mess. That boy has a bad habit of not picking up after himself.”

Eddie comes back with the first aid kit in his hand but stops in his tracks to look between you and his uncle.

“You two talking about me?”

“Not everything is about you, Munson,” you grunt out while taking a seat on his kitchen counter.

“I was just telling her how you live like an animal. Never clean up after yourself.”

Eddie chuckles. “I told you I’d clean around today. I have no practice today, and we're short a campaign member.”

Wayne mutters out I've heard that before while he puts on his hat that hangs on a hook near the door.

“I gotta head out, be gentle with her, yeah? Looks like a nasty bruise is gonna form. It was nice meeting you.”

You waved goodbye and promised that the next time you meet it'll be under better circumstances.

“Alright fighter, let's go ahead and get you cleaned up.”

You've never been this close to Eddie before. Sure, you've shared textbooks and copied off each other's work, but this was new. Eddie stood between your legs with his hand gently holding your chin to make sure you didn't move. He wipes away the blood that sits just below your nose, letting out a curse when he sees you flinch slightly.

“Why are you cleaning me up?” you whisper.

“I told you, I know what it's like to fight back and suffer the consequences.”

“Thought you didn't care.”

He lets out a sigh and steps back. “I don't care, but…I could see myself…starting to care for you.”

Your cheeks heat up as you watch him put ice in a small bag and wrap a towel around it. He hands it to you, his hand resting in yours for a few seconds before he pulls away and clears his throat.

“Um, just put it on your nose for ten minutes or so.”

A quiet thank you leaves your lips as you gently place the rag on your nose, wincing when it first made contact with your sore nose. You both sit in silence for a bit until you speak up.

“I can see myself caring for you too. In case you were wondering.”

Eddie bites on his bottom lip trying to conceal the smile that's making its way onto his face as he leans against the counter.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah, you're cute or whatever.”

He lets out a soft laugh and grabs his keys from his pocket ready to leave the trailer with you but you grab his hand to stop him.

“No way in hell you're driving again.”

“Your nose is fucked up though.”

“Yet I’d still be a better driver than you.”

Eddie rolls his eyes and hands you the keys that were in his hands and helps you jump off the counter. He watches with stars in his eyes as you balance the small bag of ice on your nose and stick your arms out trying to feel your way to the front door of the trailer. He doesn't care that he's a shit driver and that neither of you has a license yet, he’ll let you drive him off a cliff if it meant he could spend just a few more seconds with you.

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