#I don't give a fuck. Who's knocking on my fucking door like the police at this time? He stopped momentarily to glare at you

[blingblong55]

Christmas Kids-Simon "Ghost" Riley

Not a request but this idea is inspired by @suimon 's post ---- GN!Reader, platonic!relationship, fluff, comfort?, childhood best friend!Simon, civilian!reader ---- also this specific verse from christmas kids you'll change your name or change your mind / and leave this fucked up place behind / but i'll know, i'll know is SOOOOOOO childhood friends with simon coded. especially when you see him again after years and years thinking he died with his family

A/N: Simon is 35 in this and you're 34...and it might be slightly different from this idea

It's been twelve years since you last saw Simon. Two teens, Manchester and some booze. That is the last thing and place you remember from that night. 

You and him met because of your mums, they went to the same schools and so did Simon and you. It was like a movie, two best friends who have known each other since birth. Now all you have of him is a faint memory. He and his family died when you were around 22. It was the news of the city. 

"Mum, please tell me this is a lie," you cry and all she does is give you that look. "I'm sorry, love." The tears, the ache in the chest, it's all engraved in you. 

A knock on the door at two in the morning. 

"Never open the door to strangers," Simon reminds you. "But how will I know it's you?" He chuckles, "I'll use our whistle," he simply says and you nod. 

A knock and a whistle at two in the morning. You go pale. No, it can't be, he– he died, he's been dead for so long. Stupid nightmare, get me out of here. 

Another whistle, waiting for your response. 

You whistle back and get close to the door. You can feel the presence. It's there. He's there. That kid you ran the street with, the guy who took you home after one too many drinks. The stupid jokes and the constant lessons of life. "Simon?" 

"Please open, it's cold," his voice hoarse and once that door opens, a flood of memories comes through. 

His face is bruised, clothes are torn, blood is on them and the faint smell of his cologne is there. The rain filled the silence of the night. Police cars are in the background and he smiles at you. Once he stepped inside, it was a new man who did it, not your Simon. this man was taller, broader, he had tattoos and well...all that blood and those bags under his eyes. 

"You–you were dead, they...they recovered your body and–"

"I faked my death," he was breathless and you guided him to the stool of the kitchen. 

When your mum passed away, you were 27, that is when you needed him the most. Who else to give you a shit joke if not him? And now seven years later and here you are, waiting for a shit joke. 

"Your dad–"

"I know." he cuts you off. He needs no mention of that man, not ever. 

"If you faked your death then, does this mean they are all still alive?"

"No, I couldn't save them," he breaks down, finally. 

All this time, he played Ghost. The man, the myth and a persona that everyone saw as a tough and cold man. When he is here, in your presence, he is that 23-year-old who saw his family dead. He is the same man who cried to you. You were home to this soldier, the last home he had. You hug him and in that second, he turns into a child in need of his mummy and need of desperate comfort. For years he has been running away from the past, of that night and you. 

To be in the presence of the man he is, that is fear but to be in the home of the one person who knows who he is past the mask, is a nightmare. 

"I don't want to!" Simon cried to his father as he got the snake closer to him. 

"Dad, stop this isn't right." The same night when he was told to laugh at a woman who had passed out on the floor. 

But, you know what they say, Dead will follow, Dead won't leave, Dead won't rise, Dead and Gone all this except Simon Riley, he stays like the ghost he is. Now, he is a man who let all of his terrors catch up to him and as they haunt his head, he clings to you. 

In his head, his life flashes. From laughing with Tommy, getting scared by a skull mask, running in the streets with you, leaving Manchester, joining the military, the SAS, getting SA'D, hanging by his rib, crawling from a tomb, having dead friends, having a dead family, Task Force 141 and losing himself to Makarov and now, here he is, crying in a kitchen. If only his father would see him, he'd know his son is nothing but a bastard and a coward. 

"Simon?" Your voice breaks his trance and he looks up. "I'm lost, I don't know who I am anymore," he cries and in that instant, you see him. You see his past and the present. A frown forms on your lips, "What did they do to you?" your hands holding his face and all he can do is lean into that touch. "I'm dead, I'm nothing but a senseless killer," was the description he gave himself. 

In the world of Simon Joseph Riley, he was nothing but a cold-blooded killer, an apparition of his old self who was only meant to kill. 

As the night became morning, he said it all. From when he left to how he found himself at your door. Your heart broke more and more, he was the shell of a man. Nothing but a life of misery left in that stare he gives you. Simon knows he has nothing left for him. You on the other hand are the hidden treasure he left for when needed. 

His whole life– well, ever since the death of his family, he's been running away from the shadows and now he's running away from the military. With his captain being called a general killer, his friend Soap dead, and his friend Gaz lost, you are the last thing a man like him has. Tucked in a corner, the faint of the memory, that is what he has. 

"Please don't turn me in, they'll hurt me again," he cries. Those tears are not just from his current exhaustion, but from all the years he denied the feeling of regret and sadness. Sure he was forced to go to a therapist but after the first one was killed, who else could he trust?

"I'm scared, I'm so scared," he confesses and for the first time in his life, he does feel fear. He saw the shadow of fear when Soap was nearly caught and possibly killed by Shadow Company but he knows fear when all he has is you and the blood that drips from his wounds. "Simon-"

"I miss them, I miss them all, I missed you and I miss being normal," he cups your face and looks deep into your eyes. "Help me, please...I- I need to find myself again." Suddenly he was back at the park you two grew up in. 

"R/N!" His eyes with tears. His father must've scared him again, you thought. "Over here, Simon!" you wave your hand and you see him sigh in relief as he runs to you. His arms wrap around you as he once more confesses how his father hurt him. 

"Let's fix you up and maybe we'll head to the park," you suggest and he nods desperately. "Please, yes, let's do that."

Now, three weeks later, you find yourself hiding him from the world. Task Force 141 was deemed as a danger to others. 

Simon Joseph "Ghost" Riley, is no longer a danger to himself or others. He stares at the moon as he looks out the window, your cat on his lap, purring because they both found comfort in each other. He knows he lived through it, to get to this moment and he'll do anything to finally call a place home. 

A/N: Graceland Too by Phoebe Bridgers also inspired me, you can tell...

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[bonny-kookoo]

Yoongi

Lock Me Up | Found

He promised.

Tags/Warnings: Detective Agust D my friends, Criminal Kitty!Reader, hybrid Yoongi, mentions of violence, kidnapping, major angst, fluff?

Length: Drabble

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A/N: now stop trying to ruin their happiness thanks

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Where could you be?

Police forces are out looking for any trace of you- his home already having been checked as well as your usual spots you'd be at during the day. But there's nothing. You've vanished without a trace, and Yoongi doesn't even have a clue who could've taken you in the first place. There's really nothing to gain from you other than maybe money- but in that case, someone would need to know your value first, and the people you're connected to. No one just randomly kidnaps someone and hopes their family can pay what they want.

It doesn't make sense.

And the number you told him? He doesn't know if it's complete, or if you got interrupted. He's got no clue what you meant by it, doesn't know what he's supposed to do with it- but it must be important if you say it to him. You're smart- much smarter than one might think, and he personally believes you're not even aware of it yourself. The streets have taught you a lot of things that can keep you alive in a situation like this-

so he hopes you'll use that knowledge until he finds you.

He's walking down the street on the edge of town where a patrolling officer seems to be arguing with an elderly lady, her dog on a leash barking, especially when Yoongi walks closer. He tends to have an effect on animals- though one look from his eyes seems to shut the small dog up. He hasn't been wearing his covering contact lenses in a long time now-

he's embracing who he is these days, much of it thanks to you.

"What's going on here?" Yoongi asks, the patrolling officer sighs, as the lady interrupts him, giving him no chance to fill the detective in.

"That constant banging noise is what's wrong!" The lady whines. "Every day, every night, bang bang bang, it's driving me mad!" She complains.

"Where is it coming from?" Yoongi sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. He's got better things to worry about than a noise complaint from a pensioned post-menopausal woman in her late 50's.

"Apartment 265, right above mine!" She says. "I don't know what that guy is up to these days but he should really think about his neighbors-" She rants, and Yoongis eyes sharpen.

"Which apartment?" He presses suddenly, cutting her off- and even she seems startled about his reaction.

"..265?" She answers a lot more quietly now, and Yoongi draws his weapon at that.

"You, ask her about any information she has about whoever lives in that apartment. I want a name, I want a description, I want when he leaves the apartment and what fucking shoesize he wears if she knows it!" he barks at the young officer, before he dashes into the apartment complex, running the stairs instead of taking the elevator to be faster.

Of course.

"He sold catnip laced with other drugs and baking soda." You'd laughed, looking at him upside down as you lazed around on his bed while he washed the dishes. "He wasn't too happy I basically snitched on him and told everyone about it. He was pissed!" You had told him.

"Try not to make anymore enemies from now on though." Yoongi had sighed. "Someone's gonna kidnap you one day, I'm gonna have to shoot someone, and that's a shit-ton of paperwork." He's told you, joking mostly.

"But you'd come and save me, wouldn't you?" You'd teased-

and he'd smiled, simply nodded in confirmation.

"Promise?" You ask him, and he sighs, before he turns around to walk closer to you, kissing your upside-down face with a stoic expression- but eyes filled with love.

"Promise.

He doesn't even knock or anything, simply shoots the door to unlock it, before he enters with the by now familiar phrase announcing his presence to whoever might be inside the apartment. The first thing he notices is the stench of garbage and sweetness, before the tiny flies seem to attack him as he looks around the apartment, searching for anybody.

And there he is, a man dressed in dirty sweatpants and an equally soiled sleeveless shirt, looking at him with angry eyes. "Should've known you hybrid rats stick together." He grunts, as Yoongi points the weapon on him, multiple officers entering the apartment behind himself, making sure the surrounding area is under control.

"Where is she?" Yoongi wants to know, walking closer with the gun still drawn.

"What part of her would you like?" The man sickly jokes, and Yoongi doesn't waste a second to shoot right next to the guy into the stained couch, visibly startling him.

"The next is gonna land right between your legs and trust me-" The detective growls, "-My aim is great." he threatens.

"Detective Min!" Someone calls instead, and Yoongi's attention is taken away as he runs towards the room he's been called to.

And right there, in the bathtub, there's you- wide eyed and bruised- a thick and clumsily wrapped cloth around your thigh stained in what he assumes must be old blood, but you're alive.

You're alive.

The moment he bends down to get closer, something seems to happen within you, as you scramble up to reach him first, wrapping your entire body and every available limb around him, even your tail- and he's never held you so tightly than now, finally breathing again as your scent is all around him once more. "You're okay." He reassures you- or maybe more so himself.

"You found me." You whimper into his chest, frantically scenting him. "You came.!" You say, and he nods.

"Of course." He tells you, uncaring of anybody in this moment as he just runs his hand over your back.

"I promised, didn't I?"

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[aeruia]

So for Tokyo revengers I was thinking of this idea where its a Fem! Y/n with short hair and who yk a little bit tall. She's very close to Emma, so one night they go to the shrine where the gang meets up and they think that this "guy" is bothering Emma so they attack him but, here's the thing, Y/n isn't aggressive so she fights back only when necessary, so she doesn't really fight back, she just dodges really well, until Emma blurts out it's a girl not even a guy. and their js like ...fr?

Y/n is calm and rarely loses her temper or show any signs of outbursts or nothing, she's very neutral. She's constantly getting mistaken for a "pretty boy".

That's only the beginning because later on the story, EMMA IS ACTUALLY BEING STALKED, BUT SHE DON'T KNOW. She encounters some dangerous situation (I'll leave those to you) but Y/n saves her every single time. so near the ending of the story, they were going another gang meeting to tell Mikey what's been going on, so he can put a stop to it. THEN Y/N GETS HER HEAD SMACKED, I MEAN SOMEONE REALLY BOPS HER ASS and knocks her out. BUT, someone ( I was thinking mitsuyai) find her passed out near some random grassy area BUT SHE'S ALONE. EMMA GOT SNATCHED. So when Y/n wakes up and finds herself in the shrine (Mitsuya carried her there) AND EMMA IS NO WHERE TO BE FIND. SHE FLIPS THE FUCK OUT.

So lets js jump to Emma's POVS after she got snatched, so to summarize it basically, Emma accidently witnessed a murder crime and she's the only one that has proof (like a selfie or sum picture) but she doesn't realize it. SO THE KILLER GOES OUT FOR HER BEFORE SHE CAN REALIZE AND GO TO THE POLICE. so yeah,

Now this can't end like this, OBVIOUSLY

Y/n ends up finding where Emma is, so she goes by herself and BUSTS UP IN THERE AND BEATS HIM UP, Im talm about some real ass beating, like Y/n loses her calm nature. and Y/n saves Emma. So after, Y/n feels hella guilty bcs she couldn't keep Emma safe, and then Mitsuya comforts her and they kiss in the end.

we need more badass Y/n tbh w you bruh.

↻. TOKYO REVENGERS

↻. SAFETY

the ask is the summary :3

pairing/s : mitsuya x fem!reader (implied)

warning/s : mention of kidnapping, knives, about murder (?), not proofread !!

word count : 3,014

note : this took me long and i think all of my brain juice is gone /j i might probably post another one if i finished it :3 and also i kinda rushed this 🙁 I can't think of a title and my friend helped me w/ it !

you were just casually hanging out with emma near the river as you kick rocks while emma tells you about the gang her brother has. she tells you everything about it and how it was made. it really piqued your interest since you really love it when you discover new things about emma and her siblings.

emma was your very close friend, you two are inseparable, she was the bestfriend that you could ever ask for. she's always there for you whenever you need her and you're grateful for that of course, you pay her back by being there whenever she needs you too. you and emma always got each other's back.

“ oh i also almost forgot to tell you the gang will be gathering in the shrine tonight, you wanna come with me? ” you stopped kicking the rock you have been kicking as you looked at emma with your eyebrow raised. “ you don't have someone to come with you? ” you asked, emma’s shoulder dropping as a frown came into her face.

“ you don't wanna come with me? ” her question made you laugh as you put your hands on your hips. “ i’m coming with you, i can't leave you walking alone or something might happen to you. ” you answered her as she just smiled in reply.

the night arrives and someone knocks on your apartment, opening the door to see emma standing there ready to go when you're still not even ready. your hair disheveled, clothes still those comfortable shirts you always wear whenever you only stay at home.

“oh, you’re early. give me one minute” the [h/c] haired girl said and smiled quickly closing the door making emma sigh. “ you always do this, [y/n]! ” she shouted as she patiently waited for you to get out of your apartment.

you closed the door of your apartment and locked it double checking if it's actually locked. you can't risk losing another thing from your apartment.

“ finally, took you long enough and you're just wearing the outfit you had when we were hanging out earlier this afternoon.. ” she said and blinked as you just laughed.

the walk from the shrine didn't take that long but you were tired from walking as you whine about how the walk was so long and that you feel you're gonna collapse every time you take a step.

emma dismisses your exaggerated complaints and goes to where the gang is. everyone noticed that emma was walking towards them as they were about to wave at her when they noticed someone was following her, thinking that it was a guy bothering her again.

they quickly took action, of course. draken quickly pulling emma away, making you lift your head up and seeing that the members were about to launch at you, making your eyes wide like they have seen something they shouldn't have. your first instinct was to look for emma and you saw her with a tall man. he was hugging her but you couldn't careless at least she's not here.

the members were throwing punches and kicks at you, making you dodge all of them one by one. you were only dodging the attacks they throw at your way, blocking some of them if necessary.

emma was still a bit shock when draken had pulled her close to him as she needed to blink a few times before actually seeing the scene in front of her. she blinked a few times again to see if she's actually seeing was real.

the guys were trying to beat your ass up but here you are just avoiding and blocking their attacks as she remained from her position stunned. “ you know him? ” draken asked as emma looked at him with a confused look.

“ what? him? ” she asked in confusion. ” yeah, him. ” draken answered back making emma put her lips into a thin line.

“ she's a girl. ” she blurted loudly enough for the members to hear. as they freezed in there spot and slowly turned their heads to look at emma. “ she's a girl..? ” they all said in unison as emma could completely hear the confusion in their voices.

emma nodded. “ yeah, a girl.. i would never bring a man in here. ” she answered. “ what? i don't see a girl, i’m seeing a boy with feminine features here. ” a black haired boy said with sassiness, his eyebrows furrowed.

that made you raised your eyebrows and chuckle by how sassy his voice sounds.

“... yeah, stop talking now baji or you might embarrass yourself.. ” a blonde boy whispered at his bestfriend earning a smack from the head making him wince.

“ remember someone mistook you as a girl? yeah, you don't have a say in this. ” he said making him remember that someone had mistaken him as a girl once too. baji’s face turned into annoyance, smacking him in the head again as the two started bickering at each other, emma pulling you away from the group of guys sighing in relief.

“ thank god, i thought i would be dead by now. ” you said as you wiped fake tears from your eyes making emma roll her eyes. “ you always exaggerated those things! ” making you laugh when she said that.

everything went well except for when they tried to beat you up.. they apologise and that's enough for you knowing people mistake you as a boy well a pretty boy when they look at your face. sometimes people even doubt that you weren't a girl.

“ aren't they nice? ” emma strikes a conversation with you while you two walk back into your apartment. you shrugged your shoulders and nodded a bit. “ i guess? i still can't move on to the fact they tried to beat me up ” you said, slouching making emma snort as emma bid you a farewell when you both reached your apartment’s door as she walked away to go home.

you felt bad for making emma walk you from your apartment and making her walk alone in the night. you could've let her stay in your apartment for just the night but her stubborness isn't one to fight. she will keep insisting on going home alone that you caved in and let her walk you home.

opening the door from your apartment as it made a little sound but you closed it again as you looked back and shouted “ text me when you get home! ” as emma just gave you a thumbs up making you put your lips into a thin line and shrug, going inside quickly laying on the couch not even bothering to take your shoes off.

it's been a few weeks since the last gathering at the shrine and noticing emma has been looking pretty tired lately. ever since you and emma hang out with a few people around some bad thing happens, luckily you know how to defend for a little bit and buy some time for both of you to leave.

you asked emma about this but she had no idea what's going on too. “ you really didn't tell anyone that you're getting stalked? ” the [h/c] colored girl said as she put her lips into a thin line. ” yeah… but hey! i just told you? ” she said and smiled awkwardly at you making you facepalm as you can't help but sigh.

“be thankful i always tag along with you..” she mumbled and huffs, making emma stifle a giggle as you think of how to tell her brother mikey.

after that you couldn't help but keep thinking about what emma just said to you. there’s not many people in the park, no families, friends or kids playing in the wide park. only a few couples here and there having cute or sweet picnics in some areas.

emma stopped in front of a bench as she sat there, patting the left side of the bench signaling for you to sit so you did. “ this week is tiring! ” emma said as she sighed loudly, leaning back to rest her back on the bench. you can't blame her for saying that since she had been getting followed by some creeps.

“ it really is, you want some ice cream so your day isn't that bad? ”the [h/c] girl said as the wind blew, their hair swaying from the wind as emma nodded. “ ice cream can solve anything for us, so, yes i want ice cream. ”

laughing at her reply as you stand up from the bench, putting your hands in your jacket’s pocket. “ alright, i will buy some ice cream for us, you can rest there just wait for me. ” you said as emma thanked you.

you thanked the vendor as you gave her the money, walking away with two ice cream in hand as you tried to walk faster to not make the ice cream melt further.

“ one little bit of melted ice cream for you! ” you said and smiled sweetly at her, her ice cream kind of melted and got some on your hand. emma's yellow eyes look at the ice cream and on your face back and forth before accepting the ice cream.

“ you should wash your hand first. ” emma suggested making you agree as you left her again on the bench, going into the nearest bathroom to wash your hand.

you hummed, finished washing your hands as you shake your hands to dry it before leaving the bathroom.

you heard a scream, not the scream someone would do if they are playing tag freeze or something, your eyes widened the one who just screamed was familiar. it was emma! you were taking your sweet time in the bathroom washing your hands completely forgetting about emma being alone.

luck wasn't on your side today. where emma was sitting there's not that many people when you left and they had probably left the park. the only thought you have was you hoped she was safe back to where she was sitting but you couldn't see the familiar honey blonde hair you always see.

frantically looking around scanning your surroundings carefully. still not seeing your best friend. you were about to run to tell mikey but someone hit you in the head hard enough for you to get knocked out.

you let out a grunt as you did your best to look back to see whoever it was but as soon as you were about to look back your eyes felt droopy as you couldn't help but close them as you fell from the grass.

mitsuya was out in the park, walking to relax for a bit when he was nearing a certain field he could make out a figure laying on the ground as if unconscious. he was concerned for whoever was that as he quickly walked faster than before to check it out.

his eyes widened when he saw a familiar short haired girl. he was thinking that maybe you fell asleep here but emma was nowhere to be seen. that made him more worried as he quickly picked you up with ease. luckily mikey’s house was a bit near the park. (just imagine it 😞)

gently placing you down on the couch as mikey looked confused as to why you were unconscious in the park. “ did something happen? “ was the first thing that came out of his head when he saw you.

” what happened? ” mikey asked the lilac haired boy as he took a deep breath before answering him. “ i don't know, i was just strolling through the park when i saw her and emma wasn't with her. ” he couldn't believe what mitsuya told him as he looked at him “ what? what do you mean? “ he asked again, trying to see if he didn't just misheard him.

mitsuya sighed and explained everything to mikey hoping he understood since mikey just kept nodding his head when he was talking, thinking he's trying to process all of it. “ let’s wait for [name] to wake up then she can tell us everything. ” mitsuya nodded as he removed a few strands of your hair away from your face.

a few minutes later, you started to move as you squinted before opening your eyes. still feeling a bit of pain in the back of your head where you got hit by a metal or something. you groaned as you sit up, rubbing your forehead as if to lessen the headache you were feeling. a shadow covered the light was passing through the entrance as you looked up to see mitsuya and mikey standing.

“ hold up.. since when did i get here? ” you asked, completely confused as mitsuya chuckle. “ i carried you here since you were unconscious in the middle of the park and I didn't see emma around. where is she? ” the question completely made you sigh in disappointment.

you can't really hold it a secret now since emma is missing, you don't where she is so you told mikey and mitsuya about emma’s situation in the past week. noticing the change of mood and the silence was too awkward when you finished telling them.

“ i’ll find her. “ you said seriously, standing up to start searching for emma but mitsuya stopped you. “ be careful, alright? we'll tell the gang about this ” nodding at his words as you waved them goodbye before starting to search everywhere.

they probably hadn't hide somewhere far since you didn't notice any bikes or vehicles. that's when some randoms started talking about an abandoned house near the river and that there's probably dangerous people staying there.

[name] raised and eyebrow as she thanked them in her mind before running towards the opposite direction where you and emma would always hang out. that's supposed to be where they held emma captive. you were always curious about the abandoned house there but emma would always tell you to don't mind it so you didn't.

the place wasn't that heavily guarded since you're in front of the door in no time. taking a deep breath as you kicked the door open knowing that if you just knocked and tried to talk politely they wouldn't open it and just escape.

and there it was, you saw your best friend tied into a chair as you can't help but feel happy that she isn't hurt or there are wounds in her.

“ not so fast. ” someone said, throwing a knife directly at you making you dodge and backed away from emma not wanting for her to get involved. ” ah, you're that murderer huh. you're not good at it. ” you said putting a hand on your hip.

the murderer just raised an eyebrow and laugh. ” that's funny for you to say. i guess you're looking for a death wish here? ” that made you laugh out loud as you shook your head. “ you're the one wishing for death here. “ the [hair color] haired girl said with venom.

she felt angry but she doesn't know why. iko ( the murderer’s name let's just say that so I won't keep repeating the same words.. ) launches towards her as [name] tries to predict what will be his move. he wasn't even trying to hide what he's about to do as he grabbed a pocket knife from his pocket and runs pointing it at her.

it was pretty predictable, making you just stand there, jumping if he was too close before kicking him on the back while he fell on the ground, sliding a bit before [name] started beating him up, punching him here and there or even kicking him.

letting out a sigh as she stopped when she feels that he won't stand up as she walks from where emma was tied up and unties the ropes easily, emma hugging her tightly.

you hoped that the cops will be coming in this house or else, he might be on the loose again.

“ i’m glad you're alright!! “ emma said as the [hair color] haired girl raised an eyebrow as if she wasn't just the one who got kidnapped. “ girl, what? you're the one getting kidnapped here. ” emma laughed and released the hug as she smiled.

you both left that abandoned house as if nothing had happened there, quickly going back to their house, mikey sitting on the entrance looking like he was waiting for someone to arrive. you and emma weren't even that near in the house but mikey was outside quickly.

“ emma! ” mikey said, his voice filled with relief when he saw you with his sibling by your side. emma quickly runs into mikey’s arm hugging him tightly as a familiar lilac haired appeared behind mikey as he made his way to you.

“ we’re gonna let you two have time. ” mitsuya said as he grabbed your hand and intertwined it with his, his thumb rubbing at the back of your hand.

mitsuya drived to the beach as he dragged you in the sands, never letting your hand go as he sat on the sand while you did the same, leaning your head on his shoulder.

” i know it has been bothering you, tell me all about it. ” he said, as you sighed. you can't really hide what you're feeling when you're around him. he can read you like a book.

“ it's not bothering me. i could have kept her safe but i didn't even did that. it was a simple thing but i can't even do it properly. ” she explained, making mitsuya nod, feeling his head move up and down.

“ look at me, ” he said, making you sit straight back up and look at him. he was already looking at you. “ don’t worry about it, what's important is that emma is now safe. ” he added, you were about to say something but he stopped when he suddenly kissed you. it wasn't that long kiss but it felt long to you since you were taken a back.

he laughs at your cute reaction as he pinches your cheeks. “ you're so cute, you know that? ” you pouted at what he said as he just kept laughing.

maybe he was right, you should think too much about it now that emma is now safe.

04.09.24 // ©aeruai

#tokyo revengers #tokyo rev fluff #mitsuya x reader #mitsuya takashi x reader #mitsuya fluff #tokyo revengers x reader

[keen-li]

CLAWED | JJK | CH 04

Synopsis: "do you honestly think I want your help? I'm desperate " you can still see the hatred he has for you in his eyes, but you can also see the desperation.

Genre: e2l, angst, fluff, smut-ish. Convict jk x police officer reader

Fem reader x jk

Warnings:cussing

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"Well did you do it" you ask audibly but he hears you.

"fuck no, I'd never do that. shit y/n" he runs his hands through his hair and you can see his frustration and how this affected him.

"you think I'd do it?" no you don't think he'd do such a thing, yes you hated him but you didn't think of him that low. Even if he was mean to you still nothing criminal in him.

"you really think that huh?" he asks you pleadingly this time.

"No no I don't think that" you reassure him.

"Everyone does though" he says defeated and dropping his head in his palms.

"I don't think you'd to do that" you say gently approaching him and questioning if he'd be okay with you putting your hand on his back. But when you choose to do it anyways he doesn't protest.

"Everyone thinks that and even after said I was proven innocent and told everyone I didn't do anything, no one believes me"

you can hear the weakness and his voice. This is the first time you're seeing jungkook this way.

"I've been trying to get a job and even tried to get my job back at the station. But everyone declines when they find out about it."

Now it makes sense why nobody knew about the situation. They tried to hush it. The is station wouldn't want anyone knowing or finding that they let someone who allegedly committed fraud work there.

"it's been really hard" he says but you don't see signs of tears. He never liked to show people his emotional side. Mr I have no emotions jungkook.

"Is that why you lost your house?" You ask walking on eggshells with that question.

"no I lost it because of gambling. After everything I really lost myself and got into bad company."

"what bad company?" You ask but he doesn't answer you or even spare you a glance simply walking out of the house and closing the door behind him.

You didn't want to bug him and so you let him leave and have his space. You're really worried about him now more than before cause you know what's been going on with him, surface level at least.

You don't know where he's going to but you hope he comes back.

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It's the next night and jungkook is still not home. You keep peeping out the window just in case you see him walking down the street coming back, but you don't see him and eventually give up hope.

You think you're relaxed but your body language says otherwise. You're sitting on the edge of the couch tapping your feet uncontrollably and involuntarily

Your feet jump in action when you hear a knock at the door thinking it might be jungkook but when you open the door and see yoongi the disappointment is visible.

"You aren't happy to see me?" Yoongi says as he analyzes your face. He's in his usual outfit but this time in a pair of black cargo pants.

"It's not like that..... I was just expecting someone." You say finally giving yoongi your full attention.

"you want to come in?" You ask yoongi and let him in when he answers 'sure'. You take one last look outside hoping, just hoping.

You and yoongi take a seat on the couch as he analyses your house and compliments when he sees something he likes, which is alot of things. Seems like you and yoongi have similar likes when it comes to house decorating.

After complimenting the things in your house he asks what you thought about his brownies.

"oh I forgot to give you my review didn't I?" you say smiling and laughing awkwardly.

"Good news is I finished them and they were delicious" he laughs at the way you say it excitedly and so enthusiastically.

"I'm glad you like them that much."

"They kinda reminded me of my mom's brownies, but no one can beat my mom's brownies" you both laugh at that.

"ouch" Yoongi feigns being hit in the heart.

"but you're right no one can compete."

You and yoongi keep talking and by now jungkook hasn't crossed your mind. You and yoongi just talk about your childhood favourite foods and recipes. Seems like he likes to cook. if yoongi didn't change the topic you'd still be chatting about food by now.

"You wanna touch it?" He says pulling his hair out of the hair tie and letting it fall. He runs his hands through it quickly just to arrange it.

"Oh my gosh it's so beautiful" you say as you move closer to him and ask with your eyes if you really can touch it and he nods yes.

Your body is now facing him and he watches you run your hands through his hair and your eyes light up looking at his beautiful hair. You've never seen a man with such beautiful hair.

"Does this feel nice?" You ask softly.

"Yeah it does" he says staring at your face. You feel a certain type of pride when yoongi tells you that you're the only person,woman, he has let touch his hair.

You're still touching his hair when you feel a strong and warm arm warp around your waist and pull you in.

You use your hands to balance yourself, one on the arm of the chair and the other on the part of the couch behind yoongi's head.

"It feels so good when you touch me like that." His face is so close to yours that you can feel his breath on you. You don’t move from him and just hum when he says something.

He starts to kiss your neck and and his hands starts to rub your back and move lower and lower each second. You don't when you started but your hips are moving back and forth on his lap grinding against him. Your hands are still in his hair when you hear a tiny moan leave your mouth, yoongi smirks against your skin at that. He'd been thinking about this moment for quite sometime and so have you.

You’re 5 minutes into your little session when you hear your door open and shortly you see jungkook walk through.

“What the-” he says noticing you and yoongi. you immediately get off yoongi leaving him clueless and he turns to eye jungkook. You don't know what you're thinking or what anyone is thinking. Jungkook doesn't say anything and uses the back door to leave to the back yard. “Are you okay?” yoongi says seeing the distress on your face.

"I’m sorry Yoongi" he doesn’t say anything but simply stands up.

"I guess I’m gonna get going"

“Uh yeah, I’ll walk you to the door”

You two say your goodbyes and Yoongi reassures you that if you need anything you can always go to him. You're pretty he's noticed the worried look on your face.

When you close the door you take a few minutes to breathe then walk back inside. When you walk into the kitchen to wait for Jungkook you already find him leaning against the island. You still can’t tell what he’s thinking but by his body language he seems tense. His body and muscles are tense. But his face is relaxed.

"Jungkook where were you?" you lean against the island too standing next to him. He doesn't say anything. He keeps his focus on one of the switches on the wall right above the stove.

"I was worried" you whisper not feeling too proud to say it out loud. your head turns and you try to check jungkook's face for any emotion or reaction. But he has none, he doesn't even seem interested in hearing what you have to say.

The only reason you were worried was because you felt like you were a little harsh to him.

"Are you mad about the yoongi thing" you say folding your arms over your chest.

"if you're mad about that I'm sorry" you don't even know why you apologize to him but it seems to have caught his attention. He smirks and in a swift movement jungkook locks you between him and the island.

His body towers over you and you feel yourself shrink under him. When you look up at him you're drawn into his dark eyes, you see some kind of amusement in them as he stares back into yours. Your eyes run down to his rosy lips which he are accessorized by a silver lip ring which he plays with currently, he definitely notices your eye movement. Your breathing gets heavy as you anticipate what he's gonna do.

He moves closer to you and you can't seem to find the will to move away from him. His face is centimeters away from your face and you can't find the will or power to move away.

"What are you apologising for? " His tone is slow, gentle and deliberate as you feel his breath hit your face. For a guy with a bad tongue his birth smells good. But you can still smell the slight smell of alcohol in it.

"F-for the yoongi thing" you stummer and feel nervous under his gaze.

Jungkook moves closer to your neck and you feel your breath becoming heavier. His warm breath hits your neck and you feel the goosebumps appear on your skin.

Jungkook notices the hickeys yoongi's left on your skin and he chuckles. He slowly and gently places a kiss on your neck and your mind starts running you don't want to feel this, you refuse your body from reacting to him.

But jungkook definitely notices this and he chuckles again and moves to your ear. You feel his smile drop and his demeanour become cold.

"Y/n I don't give a fuck who you fuck. If you want to fuck him go ahead. I don't care" he says harshly in your ear.

He then abruptly detaches his body from yours and you can see the coldness in his eyes as he walks away not sparing you a single glance.

You stand there wondering what the actual heck just happened. Why did he do that and why did you react like that, you're infuriated by the fact that jungkook acted that way because it was not necessary. But you're mostly angry about the way your body reacted, even if you did hold yourself. Why did you let him do that why didn't you stand up for yourself and push him away for running away and not telling you where he went.

why did you even apologize for something that doesn't concern him and now he feels more entitled and superior.

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[themultifandomgal]

Tommy Shelby- Old Love Pt3

Pt1 Pt4

The following day I decide that I do need to speak to Tommy. So leaving Charlie at my parents house I pluck up the courage and head to the betting shop a place I know and remember all to well. On arrival I find John having a chat with Finn while they smoke

"Hey YN"

"Hi. Is Tommy here?" I ask nervously

"Yeah. In his office"

"Thanks"

"If I hear shouting I'll come and rescue you" John jokes. We always were quite close. I walk into the betting shop and over to Tommys office. Taking in a deep breath I knock on the door

"What?" I hear a grump Thomas shout

"Hey" I quietly say opening the door

"YN" his head snaps up. His eyes meet mine. Those damn eyes that I fell in love with. I quickly look away "what are you doing here?"I sit down in the chair in front of Tommys desk "everyone has told me we need to talk"

"What about you? Do you think we need to talk?" Tommy crosses his arms over his chest

"Yeah I do actually"

"Well" he gestures with his hand for me to continue

"I don't really know where to start"

"How about you start with the reason why you left"

"Is that a serious question Tom?"

"Of course it is" he raises his voice "you left when I needed you. You left with my son YN!"

"What about when I needed you Tom! What about when I was struggling after giving birth!" I stand up shouting

"I was a war!"

"So was I!" I close my eyes trying to stop tears

"What are you on about?" I sit back down in the seat. After a moment of silence I finally look back at Tommy

"Before you came home, I went to an asylum"

"What!" Tommy stand up looking furious

"After I had Charlie, I couldn't cope. Polly called it the baby blues, but it never went away. Our neighbours called the police because Charlie was crying and I wasn't doing anything. I was. I was trying to get him to be quiet but I just started to break down. They took me away, gave Polly custody of Charlie and I went to an asylum. Tommy it was horrible" I can no longer hold my tears back "they would shock me and prod me. Thankfully Polly got me out and I had custody of Charlie again. By the time you came home I blocked it all out. I had no feelings for Charlie for a while, when he cried I would sit there letting Polly or my mum care for him. I got better, but when you came home I had to look after you, it made me sad again"

"Fucking hell YN"

"When I saw you with the barmaid, it practically killed me Tom"

"Why didn't you tell me any of this?"

"How could I. You were dealing with the shit after war. I was failing at being a mother. How do you tell the man you love, the father of your baby that you didn't love said baby. Of course I love him now, but I was struggling"

"I wish you had told me" Tommy sighs sitting back down

"I know. I'm sorry. Mum said something yesterday which made me realise that I've been blaming you for everything that happened but I didn't speak to you, I took your son from you and moved. I'm sorry"

"So what's going to happen now?" I shrug

"I'd like you to be apart of Charlie's life"

"What about where you live? Will you come back home?"

"No. We're divorced Tom. I'm not moving back in with you, but if things go well and we can get on, I'll move in with my parents"

"Ok" Tommy rubs his hands over his face "you know I never stopped loving you"

"What about when you slept with her, or god knows who else"

"I was trying to get over you. Never fell in love again"

"So you still love me?"

"Yeah. Yeah I do"

"I still love you too, but I can't just jump back into a life with you"

"I understand. Polly's having all of us for dinner tomorrow, come, bring Charlie and your parents. Let's just start with being friends again"

"I'll think about it. I best go" I get up from the seat

"Maybe see you tomorrow"

"Maybe" I leave Tommys office

"You left him alive in there?" Arthur asks

"Yeah don't worry. See you around" I wave the boys goodbye and leave the betting shop to go back to my parents house

#peaky blinders #peaky blinders imagine #tommy shelby #peaky blinders reader #john shelby #arthur shelby #tommy shelby x you #tommy shelby x reader #tommy shelby imagine #tommy shelby x oc #tommy shelby x wife

[dominantslasherking]

Hi! So I adore all of your Norman Bates fics but sadly there is not enough! So I would just like to request another smut one with a really seductive dom male reader who manages to seduce Norman and whatnot- does that make sense? Kind of like a succubus I guess but a male? Also if you could throw in a heap of praise kinks that would be fantastic!

Thanks so much.

Norman bates with Dominant Male S/o

My Stories are meant for the much more mature audience, 18+.

Norman already knew what the town thought of him, so he didn't expect, no one, not one person to respond to his flyer for a 'roommate' request, recently his mother has been quiet, too quiet in fact that he was beginning to get awfully lonely.

A loud knock interrupted his frantic thoughts, as he fiddles with his hands for a bit before heading to the front door, he expected Police, people called the police on him all the time, but what he didn't expect when peeping through the door hole was a very handsome looking man...he looked very proper but at the same time held a dangerous look to him, his black turtle neck shirt was tucked into his smooth leather pants.

He was so handsome that Norman nearly forgot to even open the door. Slowly he did, hiding part of his face with the door to cover up his excessive blush.

"Hey, Handsome." The husky voice teased giving a small wave, "H-Hello..." Normans voice was soft in comparison, "D-Do you...maybe--have uhm---the wrong house?" Norman slowly asked, he was shy but he wasn't so shy that he would stutter on his words! He felt embarrassed.

"No....I mean, You're Mr Bates right?" You slowly asked holding up the poster you got, "Ah shit...am I like---to late?" You asked with a frown, Norman was still for a moment before shaking his head and eagerly opening the door wider, giving you a full view of the handsome man.

"No..please--please come in! I hope, the rumors don't frighten you." Norman uttered slowly keeping his eyes down. "No, not at all, I'm not one to stray from danger." You boldly claimed, slowly walking into the house in awe, you also couldn't believe the rumors going around after actually meeting Norman...he seemed so held back to even be considered crazy or a murderer. Not to mention he was fucking cute.

Norman wasted no time in showing you around, eagerly taking glances at you, from time to time, "I don't know--if you would like staying with me...people in town--they will Uhm...start to--be mean...to you." Norman muttered fiddling with his hands before bravely facing you, to see you looking at him, "Why should I care? I think you're....pretty great." You spoke, your hot breath on his neck while fixing his collared shirt a bit, your fingers teasingly tracing his smooth neck.

Norman held his breath looking at you, you were so close to his face, as you fuddled with his collar, his face slightly scrunched up as you pulled away. When you did so, Norman let out a deep breath as if he was holding it in all this time.

"I'll take it." You boldly stated, your hand going to your back pocket pulling out your, wallet, and handing Norman the cash which was expected.

"You--don't have to pay now!" Norman was trying to hand you back your money but you shook him off, "Nah, I'm planning in moving today, I don't think I can even bare to be apart from you any longer~" Your voice teased clinching your heart in an even more teasing manner as he clearly flushed at your words.

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After you finished gathering your things, mostly clothes, and a few other personal stuff, Norman helped carry your things in, showing you to your room. "Nice." You murmured taking a look at the room, but your eyes mainly stayed on Norman as he set down your stuff.

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A few weeks passed with you, constantly flirting with Norman, obviously, he broke out of his inclosed shell most of the time, and showed you more parts of himself, his caring side, his humor, and much more, currently, you were finishing up your shower as towel hanged closely from your hips, showing your V lined.

What you didn't expect was for Norman to be in your room, he looked at you with horror in his eyes for 'seeing to much' of your skin, "I'm--soo-so sorry!" Norman cried out, about to leave in a hurry until you grabbed his wrist and flung him to the bed.

He slowly looked at you, while biting down on his biting lip trying to avoid staring at your body. "It's okay, what was it that you wanted..hm?" Asked slowly, placing your hand on Norman's face to make him look you in the eyes.

"I--wanted to see you." His voice was small and barely able to hear the words he spoke, "Speak up, I couldn't hear you." You whispered in his ear, your lips nearly touching his neck. "I wanted to see you!" He nearly yelled, his hands clamping around your shoulders unsure of what to do.

"Oh--really~? What for?" You asked, Norman himself unsure, "I don't know...I just--wanted to see you." He truthfully spoke, his hands moving away from your shoulders and placing themselves on your chest, not expecting for his hands to move on their own and trail down your body. Suddenly he broke out of his lustful state and turned his head to the side, placing his hands in his lap, " I shouldn't have done that---I'm sorry!" He whimpered, not expecting for you to take his hands and put them back on your lean body, "You can, do as you please, touch me all you want Norman, but...can I do the same to you?" You whispered huskily.

Norman froze, his mind racing as he bobbed his head up and down before whispering a small 'yes'

Being the first to take the next step was Norman, his hands touch on the towel on your waist, before slowly tugging at it, letting it drop to the floor, revealing your cock bouncing up, it nearly slapped Norman in the face, He slowly placed his shakey hands on your cock, looking up at you, his eyes wondering if he was doing it right.

"Ah- ah, Norman, you gotta let me see your, pretty body as well." You murmured, helping him lift up his shirt, and then tug at his pants, leaving him in his boxers, his own boner pressing against the fabric.

You let your hands roam, tearing his boxers off completely, as you look at his cock, "You don't have lube around by any chance do you?" You asked with a laugh, as Norman shook his head.

"Hmm, well the water is still warm, how about we 'do it' in there?" You asked tilting your head while teasing the head of Norman's cock. "Y-Yes!" His breathless voice nearly screamed out. "Such a good boy, using his words." You teased planting a kiss on Norman's lips, before tugging him into the bathroom.

Turning on the water to warm, you helped Norman in by taking his hand, the water instantly splashing on you both, as Norman's back hit the tiles of the shower, the tiles were cold sending shivers down his spine. "Can...we kiss first?" Norman slowly asked, tilting his head to plant a kiss on your lips, as he eagerly starts kissing, with you taking charge and sticking your tongue in his mouth. As he let out a surprised yelp, before leaning in close, starting to enjoy it, not to mention you were jerking his cock slowly.

Slowly you grip not only Norman's cock but your own as well, as they rubbed against each other as you jerked them both off at the same time, Norman looks into your eyes as you break from this kiss, "Fuck, are you this hard for me, hmm?" You hummed out, a low growl escaping your mouth as Norman nodded leaning his head against your shoulder.

"Okay, Norman, I want you to jump and wrap your legs around my waist." You commanded, Norman complying with ease, he was so submissive for you, how adorable.

"Fuck Norman--fuck I really wanna slam my dick into your tight hole." You murmured, he was most likely a virgin, but you fucking wanted to see him squirm in pain and then slowly let that pain dissolve into pleasure. "Do--do it!" Norman's entourage, tightly holding onto you, his arms wrapped around your neck, as his face was buried in your shoulder still.

Slowly you aim your cock against his hole, the water flowing against both of you, the water wouldn't do much for lube, but it was better than nothing.

Slowly you slide in, with a grunt, you only had the tip in and he was very tight, Norman let out a curdled scream and gasp, once you slammed into him fully, blood was even slightly flowing down, but was covered up by the rapid water.

Norman was breathing heavily into your shoulder as your cock was burrowed deep into him, his nails slightly scratching at your back just to keep himself stable.

"Wai--wait!~" Norman cried out, as you began to move Norman's head finally leaning against the tiles of the shower instead of being buried into your shoulder, his cries of pain were not in the slightest muffled, as you slid in and out, trying to loosen his hole.

Norman's toes curled, as you finally stopped thrusting, and he looked at you with a befuddled face, "You----Please! keep--goin--going!~!" Norman spoke between gasps of harsh breaths, feeling your large cock breaking open his tight, hole and moving once again.

His walls were tightly secured around your cock, making it nye impossible to move from how much they were clamping, but you pushed out and then back in with a hard thrust, you were holding his body close to yours as you fuck him hard, his hole getting rammed was making delightful and lustful noises.

You begin to scatter kisses along Norman's neck, as he let out pleas of pleasure, the pain once from his hole, being devoured in the lustful desire of wanting more of your cock, "[Name]~ P-Pleasee~" Norman cried out, his orgasm hitting as it splashed everywhere, "Fuck your so, perfect, look at you, taking my cock so well!~" You purred not even close to being done, Norman seemed to devour well from the high of the orgasm as he was back to being hard, unnoticeable drool pooling down his mouth, his moans filling your ears as you impale him, and out, as hard as you can.

You couldn't resist Norman at all, he was just so fucking perfect, and he seemed to like it rough as your cock dug all the way in just to come back out and repeatedly fuck him until he was a fumbling mess of cries of pleasure, whispering your name over and over, "Yess~ Norman, good~ So fucking good~! You're so fucking handsome." You growled, feeling yourself near as Norman came once again from the continuous praise.

He soon started begging, pleading, for your cum, to empty it inside him, "Please, [Name]! please~ please ~please!" He cried, his legs shaking from pleasure as you gave your last pounds deep inside him until you rested your cock.

Norman let out a gasp, feeling the warm semen coat his walls and fill him up.

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[reve-writes]

—deceit; touya todoroki.

ʚ todoroki touya x reader | my hero academia | 0,9k words. ʚ you're a respected hero who was fooled into believing that dabi has changed, that he's willing to repent. in actuality, he used you to siphon intel to the league of villains. ʚ profanities; angst; sad ending. ʚ a/n me when i write more sad stuff.

“Leave,” you spit out, anger bubbling in your stomach and you visibly shake from it. “Get out of my house.”

The term your house is true. This is your apartment, but it was his, too. One of his jackets still hang behind the door from the last time he wore it. His slippers lay neatly in your shoe rack in the entryway. There are food in your fridge that he purchased from your last grocery store trip. Everything has his name written all over it, and you haven't had time to erase it.

As much as you want to, the police and the Hero Public Safety Comission have been all over you. You're suspected of treason because you were harbouring the notorious Dabi, even though when he came to you, he told you he wanted to change and needed your help. You should've called the cops on him, but perhaps it's your saviour complex or perhaps it's his persuasive way of talking. You didn't. You ended up letting him in your house.

One thing led to the other and the two of you had something. It looked a lot like love, but it wasn't. It was deception. He used you. You never had qualms about Hawks doing the same thing to infiltrate the League of Villains, but it hurt.

He sits at the edge of your open window, letting the night breeze brush against his naturally white hair colour. His blue eyes peer at you, keeping his head against the window frame. One of his legs are folded close to his body, foot firmly planted on your windowsill while the other dangles lifelessly out the window.

“I would have come back sooner or later, sweetheart.”

Angry tears prick the corners of your eyes. “Don't call me that.”

You rummage through your sofa, coffee table and kitchen counters to find your phone. You made a mistake once and you won't fall for it the second time. You're calling the cops on him as much as you don't want to.

“I'm holding onto this for now,” he says, waving his hand that is holding your phone.

You dash forward for the phone, closer to him—and it was too close. As if he burns, you jolt back. He pulls his hand back, your phone dangles dangerously outside.

“Give it back,” you demand. “You fucking asshole.”

Touya's gaze soften when he turns to look at you. You scoff. What a great actor.

“I missed you too.”

“Shut the hell up, Touya.” You wince. The name is too familiar—personal. You swear not to call him that again. “Why are you here? Don't you dare lie to me.”

“I never did.” He shrugs.

You scoff. “If you're going to be a piece of shit, the least you can do is admit it.”

“I never did,” he insists. “Not once. I meant everything I said to you. I meant all the sappy shit—the I love yous, the pillowtalks.”

“You expect me to believe this?” You ask indignantly. Does he really think you're that naive? That stupid? Does he really think you're so easy to fool?

He sighs, closing his eyes, knocking his head back on the window frame. “You can't seriously believe that there was nothing.”

The problem is: you can't. You don't think that when he wakes up early to cook you breakfast is just part of the act. Or when he washes and dries your hair. Or when he brings home little things—sometimes desserts or keychains or a little do-it-yourself kit to do together. Or when he traces your skin. Or when he kisses you so passionately your lips turn swollen and red.

You swallow. “No.”

His eyes light up ever-so-slightly. “Yeah? We really had something, didn't we?”

“This is what you're here for?” you ask angrily. “To what? Rub salt on my wound? Feel some sort of validation from me?”

“I'm here to say sorry,” he rasps softly. “Fuck. I couldn't let it end the way it did.”

Your mind rewinds back to that fateful day when your team attacked their hideout. You see him, standing victoriously with a satisfied smirk as he watches you. You remember trying desperately to get everyone out—it was a trap, after all. They had known in advance.

He had known in advance.

From you.

Wreckage. Injury. Deaths. All on your conscience because you couldn't keep your mouth shut. Trusted a convict a little too much. You thought you would be the one to change him, but he was still a villain.

“What's the point?” You sigh out, slumping on your sofa, tracing the expanse of his skin on the night-sky backdrop. You hate him. You love him. Is it possible to feel both simultaneously?

“I don't know, sweetheart. Fuck.” He runs a hand through his hair. He truly doesn't know. “I'll go.”

His hand twitches, wanting to reach out to you. There's a strong desire to comfort you as you sit dejectedly on your couch, even though it's caused by him. He turns, ready to hop off your window, but you call out.

“Touya.”

He likes his name when it falls from your lips. Without turning to look at you, he answers, “Yes?”

“If — If I ask you to stay, right now. If I say, it's okay, come back to me, would you?” You ask, your chest tightening. “Would you leave everything behind? For me?”

Touya wields fire. Fire bends to his will and to the winds, but he doesn't. He's an immovable thing, like Excalibur fixed in the stone and you aren't the one who holds the power to draw it out. You know it. You don't even know why you bother asking.

“I'm sorry,” he says, jumping off, leaving your phone on the windowsill. You don't rush forward to see where he goes. You slowly walk to the window, geabbing your phone and dialling the Hero Public Safety Comission.

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#touya todoroki x you #touya todoroki x reader #dabi x reader #—ki writes 🍯

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(Not)Meant To B(PAVITR PRABHAKAR X READER)

OOOOKAY SO, QUICK DISCLAIMER:

I've NEVER written on Tumblr b4 :0

It's a new experience BECAUSE...my AO3 has been tweakin lately :/

ANYWAY LETS GET INTO IT??

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"So...how's Dev?"

"I dumped him."

"Oh."

So, that was really awkward. "Why? You guys seemed happy." I thought for a second to come up with a lie.

"Uh...just wasn't feeling the Flash. And he always ran out on dates with no explanation. Really weird." That sounds about right.

I mean, it's not like I can tell Pav the truth. 'Oh, I crushed Dev's heart because I have a crush on you! Funny right?' so for now, and the rest of my life, I'll just date other people to get over Pav. That makes the most sense.

"Pft, yeah that is crazy. Now I can say I never liked him. He was too...flashy. Is that weird? It probably is." Pav broke the awkwardness almost immediately with his not so surprising declaration as we both broke into laughter.

It seems like he has a problem with every boy I date.

Before I could reply, Gayatri walked into my room -without knocking- and grabbed something from my desk. "I'm gonna borrow this- also, you've dated everyone at school. At this point you and Pav should just date already."

Gayatri sighs, taking my favorite lipstick into her hands before leaving, shutting the door behind her.

And, the awkward is back.

Pav takes a quiet sip of his chai. If we were at school, I'd pray to be saved by the bell. But we're in my house. So I'm praying for a pigeon to hit the window.

"Soooo...on the subject of relationships, there's this girl I like. I mean, really like."

Bam. Heart shattered. Chances crumpled.

But alas, Pav was rather secretive with his romantic views, so I can't just tell him I don't give a fuck.

"Really? Who's the lucky girl?" Honestly I'm half surprised it's even a girl-

"She's the daughter of a police chief, we're friends, and I've had a crush on her since 7th grade." I stayed quiet while I tried to put together the hints.

Daughter of police chief- wait a damn minute. Crush since 7th grade...who do I know that Pav's known since 7th? I know all of Pav's friends...wait a damn minute.

"Oh my GOD! You have a crush on Gayatri!" Pav's eyes widened at my outburst. I got up off my bed and ran around my room, almost knocking my cup of Adrak Chai off my side table.

His face twisted for a second before he smiled awkwardly. "Yep! Gayatri Singh, daughter of a police chief and friend of mine! Since 7th grade!"

Okay, what the fuck Pav.

"Oh my god that was scary...when I was like, putting together the pieces in my head, I thought it was me more a split second." I admitted with a laugh, playing it off as a joke.

He laughed along with me. "What? Nah. Never in a million years! We're best friends...can you imagine how awkward that would be?" He laughs out, setting his chai down on a coaster.

"I know right! That's crazy, I don't know what I was thinking!" I slapped myself in the face as a joke but not really a joke.

The conversation slowly drifted away and for the rest of the night we played video games and talked shit about Flash. Not on purpose- it just came down to it.

I tried to savor the night, since now that I know he's got a crush on Gaya, he'll probably become her boyfriend. Which is...not ideal, no.

So I guess I'll just spend as much time as I can with him before he gets with my sister. As his best friend.

Because that's all I'll ever be to him.

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[samantha-rae-velcher]

"Fight or Flee?"

Eddie Munson x Fem reader

Requested by: none

Warnings: Swearing, Violence, Eddie because hes Eddie, fluff, mentions of sibling death, mentions of sex.

A/n: 18+ Minor DNI, since you enjoyed the last one so much! I'm making a second one!

Tag: @goldenstarofthunderclan

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"Sorry what did you say?" Y/n asked.

Dustin pushed into her room and sat on her bed, patting the soft empty space beside him. She came over and took a seat, she crossed her arms and gave him a concerned look.

"I said, Lucas has a basketball game and he can't make it to our D&D fight. So I was wondering if you would?"

Y/n stared at him for a good 30 seconds, Dustin began to get uncomfortable and slowly started moving across the bed.

"Have you asked anyone else?" She asked.

His jaw dropped. "I asked everyone at school! They all said no!"

Y/n was never into that sort of thing, and Eddie the club leader was one crazy bastard who was held back two years in a row. So now he's like....20? 21? Y/n is 18 and Eddie hangs out with people younger than her. The only other person she's ever seen do that is Steve, and that shit was just hysterical.

Y/n stood up and leaned against her wall, Dustin slid off her bed and got on his knees, lacing his fingers together as if he was praying.

"Please!? We need you!"

"Dust bunny! I don't know how to play dungeons and dragons!"

"We'll teach you!"

Y/n thought for a second and looked at her watch.

"What time are we supposed to be there?"

Dustin glanced at her wrist. "What time is it now?"

"8:48 pm."

"We got 10 mins."

"Fuck it...let's go Hendy!"

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Y/n, Dustin, and Mike walked up the dark hall of the school. They came to a room and Mike pushed the door open. The boys led her to the table, at which Eddie was seated. She looked at the other two guys standing next to him, one was a average size black dude, and the other was a fat white guy in punk rock threads, with douchy looking clip on earrings.

Eddie lowered his brows at Y/n, then looked to Dustin for an explanation on just what the fuck. Dusty smiled and stepped up, he cleared his throat about to introduce her but she spoke over him.

"What's up, Rock and roll." She greeted. Y/n had to admit, Eddie was attractive, and kinda scary in person. He looked over at Dustin again, and raised his eyebrows.

"You said we need a sub, so we got one!" Dusty said.

"No, absolutely not!"

"Why? What's wrong with her?"

"She's a-"

"I'm Y/n Y/L/n." She interrupted. "I'm only here because Dustin asked me to come."

Eddie stood and began stalking towards her, he stopped barely a foot away. Y/n looked up at him, his eyes were hypnotizing, as was his scent.

"You're the one who sits alone on the end table everyday. What's wrong, Princess? What are you afraid of?" He asked.

"Not you, Munson."

"Y/n." Dustin's voice came from behind her, laced with a warning.

Eddie chuckled and leaned in close.

"You've entered the lions den, but why?"

Y/n looked over at Henderson, then back at Eddie.

"He couldn't find anyone else, so he came to me."

"Really?" Punk rock fatty asked. "Some mopey looser?"

Y/n glared. "Shove it clip on's!"

"This one has an attitude....but does she know how to play?" Eddie asked.

"I've never played dungeons and dragons in my life, but if you're willing to show me how, I'd be happy to give it a go."

Munson smiled and held out his hand, which Y/n gripped and gave it a firm shake.

"Welcome, to the Hellfire club."

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Y/n sat at the table with the guys, she finally got the hang of the game, but still she thought it was for the birds. As the game went on her thoughts were drawn towards her little brother, Luke. He had died the year before, they were attacked on an empty street in the middle of the night. He was 10 and she was 17, they had ripped him from her grasp and knocked her unconscious when she tried to fight back. The morning after she had gone looking for them, she had found no trace of the group or her brother. Y/n went to the police and it took them a week to find his body in a ditch, ten miles away from where they were attacked. Ever since the incident, she's felt as if it was her fault. Like if she had fought back harder or ran than maybe he would be -

"Y/n!" Dustin's voice ripped her from her day dream.

"Hmm!?"

"Fight or Flee?" He asked.

"I don't fuckin know. I-uh..."

There was silence, Dustin could tell she was thinking of her brother. She had the same look that she always had when he entered her thoughts. He reached over the table and held her hand, making her jump. She could feel Eddie's gaze burning into the side of her head, Y/n was too upset to give a damn.

"It's okay....if you don't want to play, it's alright. I should've realized that a game that involves death could bring back some bad memories."

Mike rolled his eyes. "It's about time you get over it, we're trying to do this! And you having flashbacks after a year, it's just dumb and right now while we're in a life or death situation, it's really not a good time."

Eddie watched Y/n's expression change from sadness, to anger. Her hands that were rested flat on the table, were now balled into fists, her jaw clenched an her eyes moved to lock with his.

"Excuse me?" She asked. "You're game is fuckin horseshit! Cuz that's just what it is! What I went through was real! What happened to Luke, that was real!." Eddie could hear the pain in her voice as she spoke. "This is a game, fantasy! It's fake! The characters in here aren't real! You aren't in a fuckin war or being attacked by a fuckin ogre! We were surrounded, Mike! There was no way out! All I could think of was to grab Luke by his jacket, and hold him behind me! I got a few good pot shots at the sons 'a bitches, but it wasn't enough. They still took him!"

Y/n stood and made her way over to Mike, he nearly fell out of his chair, but she grabbed him by the front of his shirt.

"He's gone, dead! At 10 years old! I don't know what they put him through before the end! Fuck, I don't want to know! But this.." Y/n made a circle motion around the board with her finger. "Fake!"

She went to leave but stopped when she heard Eddie call to her, she turned and tilted her head as if to say "What now?"

"Fight or Flee?" He asked.

She slowly walked back to her chair, Y/n looked at the board for a moment, then back at Eddie.

"Fight."

A smile spread over his face as he handed her the die, she shook it in her fist and rolled it over the board. Y/n watched intently as it flipped and stopped. She looked over at Dustin, who was smiling. Everyone stood up and cheered, she didn't know what just happened or what she did, but whatever it was it made them happy.

"You did it!" Dustin yelled. "You defeated lord Soth!"

Y/n looked over at Eddie, he winked and started clapping, She blushed and giggled to herself.

"Cool."

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Y/n and the guys all walked out of the school, they all said their goodbyes and ran home, all but Y/n and Eddie. They slowly walked up the snow covered road, the night was lit blue by the moon as white fluffy snowflakes came down.

"Hey, I'm sorry about your brother." Eddie said.

"It's okay, Mike's right. I should be over it, but I can't stop seeing his face."

Eddie wrapped his arm around her and brought her closer as they walked. Y/n could smell his cologne and cigarettes on his leather jacket. She smiled and leaned into him, his warmth cascaded over her body and made her feel almost aroused.

"Is that why you sit alone?" He asked.

She nodded as they began walking down his street to his trailer, Eddie reached down and held her hand.

"Well, now you don't have to be alone. You've got me- us....you got us."

Y/n smirked at his mistake.

"I got you huh?" As they walked by a snow bank, she grabbed a fist full of the white crystalized water.

"Did I say that? I didn't say that."

Y/n giggled and hit him in the chest with the cold ball of snow, he groaned and stumbled back, he acted as if he had just been shot and dropped into the snow. Y/n walked over and knelt beside him, she started sprinkling the white crystals over him, making him shiver.

Y/n leaned down and kissed his cheek.

"Now that I have slain my enemy....what shall I do with him?"

"What do you want to do with him?" He asked, eyes still closed.

"Huh! He still lives!"

Eddie pulled himself off the ground and tackled her over a nearby snow bank, they rolled to the ditch. Eddie now on top, he pinned her down and smirked.

"Wanna come in?" He asked.

Y/n looked over and saw a trailer, she smiled and nodded. He helped her up and led her inside, she took off her coat and set it down on the arm rest of the couch. She looked around, this place was a shit heap, but Y/n didn't care, It had a kinda homey charm to it. Her gaze fell on Eddie, he was soaking wet.

"You must be cold." She said.

He looked down at his clothes, he peeled his leather jacket from his body and walked into his room with it.

"You coming?" He called.

Y/n fallowed him and stopped in his doorway, she crossed her arms over her chest when she saw his guitar on his wall.

"You play?" She asked.

He looked over to what had caught her eye and smiled.

"Yeah, actually I do."

"Any good."

Eddie sat on his bed and motioned for Y/n to come sit next to him.

"Well I don't want to brag, but yeah."

She come over and sat with him, he pulled out a cigarette and went to light it up. Y/n pulled it from his grasp and set it down on his night stand.

"What was that for?" He asked.

"It's a bad habit."

He grinned and pushed her over, to where she was now laying flat on his bed. He crawled on top of her and gently gripped her wrist, pinning them over her head. Y/n's eyes fell to his lips, she wanted this man. She wanted him to take her right here, right now!

"I got a question for you, Princess." He said.

"Hmm?"

"Fight or Flee?"

THE END ❤️

TO BE CONTINUED...

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Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x You (OFC)

Warnings: Swearing, Smut (MDNI 18+ Only), Stalking, P in V, oral (female and male receiving), Semi-public sex, light spanking,

Word Count: 2.3k

Summary: Creepy Bill makes an appearance and you learn something new about Jake.

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Chapter 4: BDE

It's a peaceful lazy Sunday morning. The perfect time for you and Jake to sleep in a little and mess around before you get out of bed. Before things get too intense, there is a sharp knock at your front door.

Jake and you break the kiss and you mutter,

"Who is at my door at this time of day?"

You roll over and pull back the curtains, your front porch is visible from your bedroom. You look through and see a surprising face.

"Fuck, it's creepy Bill," you say in a whisper.

Jake is on high alert now, looking out the window behind you.

"Your restraining order is still in effect, what is he trying to do?"

You shrug and before you can say anything else Jake is out of bed has formulated a plan.

"El, you call the police. I'll keep him distracted until they get here, it shouldn't be long."

"Don't do anything stupid," you say as you slip on a short silk robe to make the walk to the kitchen where you keep your phone on the charger. Jake follows you out and is answering the door as you call the police. You step into your kitchen enough to be hidden behind the wall.

You call 911.

"San Diego County 911, what's your emergency?" the dispatcher coming into the line.

"I have a trespasser who is also violating a restraining order," you state calmly. You're more annoyed than threatened by Creep Bill, especially since Jake is here.

"Okay, ma'am. Do you feel safe?

"Yes, you do. My boyfriend is here with me."

"What's your address?"

You give her the address.

"Okay, the police should be there in 3 minutes, there's a patrol car nearby. Can you help I you with anything else?"

"No thank you, you've been helpful."

"Call us back if your situation changes at all."

You hang up and slip your phone into your pocket and look around the wall to the front door. You are absolutely gobsmacked. Jake is completely nude, leaning on the door frame with the other hand on his hip like he's talking about the weather with a neighbor and not confronting a creepy stalker.

Once you shake the shock out of your brain you run to the bedroom to get something for Jake to be decent by the time the police show up.

Their conversation filters into the house.

"Billy Boy, I didn't think I'd see you around here after our little talk."

"It's you, what are you doing here? Where's Elsa?" Bill stutters out.

You frantically search your room and eventually find a longer robe that will at least cover the minimum on Jake, despite its obnoxious floral pattern.

Running back to living room and the front door you overhear Jake as he says,

"Well, Billy Boy, I am a special invited guest of Elsa's. Especially because I'm her boyfriend."

There is just a tiny worried,

"Oh," from Bill as the response to Jake's statement.

You tap Jake on the shoulder and hand him the robe,

"Put this on quickly,"

you hiss. He looks over his shoulder and puts together that the police will be arriving shortly.

"That sounds like a great idea honey,"

he says loudly for effect as he grabs the robe. It is mercifully long enough to cover the bits that need covering, but not by much.

On cue the police roll up to the curb and get out. One officer ushers Bill away and the other asks if she can step inside.

Jake and you move back from the door and she enters, closing the door behind her. Jake is standing behind you with his hands on your shoulders.

"We had a report of trespassing and violation of a restraining order. Can one of you explain what happened?" she asks in a business tone.

You take the lead.

"Yes, I have a restraining order against that man in the yard, Bill Wilson. I have a copy if you need to look at it. He showed up this morning," you say to her.

"Can I get your names?"

"I'm Elsa Matthews and this is Jake Seresin,"

Jake cuts in,

"Lieutenant Jake Seresin, Navy."

"Is this your house, ma'am?" the officer asks.

"Yes, it is.

"Can you get your IDs to fill in some information on the report?"

Jake and you turn and go opposing ways to get our IDs, your purse is hanging on the coat rack next to you and Jake's wallet is in his pants in the bedroom. You hand them to her.

"Okay folks, sit tight for a little bit while you discuss what's going on with my partner. I'll be back with your IDs shortly."

She goes back outside and Jake and you sit on the couch, silent. He has his arms around you as you wait for the officer to return.

The officer knocks and opens the door and walks around to sit on the armchair.

"Here's the situation, Mr. Wilson has violated the restraining order and will be booked on criminal trespass and violation of a protection order. He will likely post bail if it's his first criminal charge. We will add regular patrols of your block for the next week or so, Ms. Matthews. Mr. Wilson is claiming that you, Lieutenant Seresin, should be charged with public indecency as you answered the door in the nude? Can you clarify that for me?"

It's Jake's turn to speak,

"I did answer the door in the nude as I was reacting to what I perceived as a threat to myself and my girlfriend."

There is the barest hint of a small smile from the officer as she hands your IDs back to you.

"Okay, that's about all I got for you folks, you may get a call from the DA's office if they need more information. Here's my card if you have any questions,"

she hands you a card as she stands up,

"Have a nice day."

She's quickly out the door, as soon as it shuts you sneak over to the window with Jake right behind you to see Bill being put in the back of the patrol car in handcuffs. The female officer gets in and the car pulls away.

"What a weird way to start the day," you say as you sit back down on the couch. Jake moves into the kitchen still in your flowery robe and says "I'll start some coffee."

"That sounds good, thanks," you reply.

You sit there for a while as the coffee brews in the kitchen, when an absurd thought occurs to you and you burst out laughing. Jake slides across the kitchen looking mildly concerned.

"Elsa, are you okay?' he asks gently.

You are starting to lose it and are laughing like a maniac. You manage to get out, between gales of laughter,

"You literally went at Bill with Big Dick Energy. Did you plan that on purpose?"

"Umm, no. I did realize when I got to the door I forgot to put on clothes, but figured that it could be a tactical advantage and catch him off guard," he answers.

"Well it worked, plus I think he's going to have second thoughts about showing up here again and a lot of insecurity trying to measure up to you."

He laughs and comes over to you on the couch and hugs you close.

"I'm just glad I was here to bring that Big Dick Energy and help keep you safe," he says.

"Yeah, it made you feel less creeped out by the whole thing having you here with me."

Jake starts to walk back into the kitchen for coffee when you're struck with a question.

"Jake, how did Bill recognize you and what was that about a talk?"

He pivots on his heel and turns back to you, his face is slightly pensive.

"I went and warned him off the first time, when he left the roses," he says sitting down as he takes your hand into his.

"Why didn't you tell me?" you ask, your eyes searching his, "That day or now?"

He sighs,

"That day, because I was serious about respecting your space, unlike that dipshit." He waves a hand towards the front door and presumably Bill.

"Later, we got together and I didn't want to make you feel obligated or owe me anything. I did it because I wanted to do at least one last good thing for you, maybe make myself feel better for epically fucking things up."

You place your free hand over your clasped hands,

"You're a good man, Jake. Most guys would have marched over here as my knight in shining armor expecting something."

He snorts,

"I knew you well enough, even then, to know that would have been a terrible idea and just pushed you away harder."

"Jake, you took care of me for no other reason than you wanted to," you whisper,

"There's not a lot of people in my life who have done that."

Jake's big hand comes up and cradles your cheek,

"El, I'd do anything for you, even if I wasn't in your life. Know that, okay?"

Nodding, the barest hint of a tear forming at your lash line,

"I love you so much, Jake."

He thumbs away the stray tear and leans in to kiss you.

"I love you so much, El, always," he says, brushing his lips against yours as he talks.

The depth of your feelings for Jake and knowing how deeply he loves you turns the kiss passionate quickly. Jake's hand slides from your cheek to tangle in your hair. The other landing on your hip as you mold your body to his.

Jake's hand on your hip pulls you close to straddle him, the satin of your robes making the slide easy.

You waste no time in opening the silly floral robe Jake is wearing to expose his chest, running your fingers down his chest hair and sternum.

Jake mirrors the gesturing pushing your robe over your shoulders, allowing him to dip his head to your chest. His attention of lips, tongue, and a hint of teeth causing you to buck your hips against his growing bulge, the slip and easy slide of the satin robes against each other doesn't provide the friction, the pressure, or relief you're looking for and you whine in frustration.

Jake huffs out a laugh.

"Need something, El?" he asks, looking up from his efforts at your nipples.

"Yes, you," you answer, lifting your hips enough to pull the satin away from you and Jake. His breath catches as the silky fabric slides over his hard cock.

As soon as the barriers between you are gone, you position your hips and slide your wet pussy down his dick. The relief and connection is almost instantaneous. You pause when you're fully seated, enjoying the stretch. Jake wraps his arms around you and you duck your head into his neck. Together you let out a sigh, acknowledging the depth of this intimate moment. You try to hold it as long as you can, this bubble of time, but the need to feel Jake everywhere is starting to overwhelm you and you clench around Jake. He groans at the sensation,

"Fuck, El, you do need me and I need you now, baby."

And that is all you need to start riding him.

You roll your hips and start a slow and smooth rhythm. Jake's hands slide down to your hips, helping you on each movement up and down.

Leaning back you plant your hands on Jake's pecs as a firm base to increase your leverage and lengthening each stroke. Your pace is starting to speed up and Jake's hand slides from his grip on your hip to your clit. The first press of his fingers on your clit makes your eyes roll back in your head.

"Just like that, Jake, feels so good," you pant out, enjoying how Jake's rhythm on your clit syncs with yours as you ride him.

"Getting close, El?" he asks, voice slightly strained,

"Can feel your pussy squeezing me, don't know how it can get any tighter."

"So close, so close Jake. Wanna come, please," you whine on the edge of begging.

"Shh, I got you," Jake replies, sliding down on the couch to plant his feet firmly on the floor. This is the leverage that he needs to fuck up into you, each thrust hitting your cervix. This new position throws you off the cliff and you come hard around Jake.

"There you go, El," Jake rasps, his hand gliding from your clit to your hip. His grip on your hips is strong as he practically lifts you up and down as he fucks up into you. The waves of pleasure from your orgasm are still breaking and crashing around your body as he chases his pleasure. Each thrust of his multiplying the sensations.

"Fuck, El, gonna come."

"Come for me, Jake, fill me up," you beg. Jake's grunt, the way his head lolls back on the couch, and his slowing pace let you know he has reached his peak.

You don't get off him, instead lying down on his chest, listening to his rapidly beating heart. You tuck your head into his neck and he wraps his arms around you, still inside you, mimicking your moment from earlier.

Minutes pass as you both return to earth, finally when your stomach growls, you lean back to look at Jake. Jake is looking at you with utter adoration in his emerald eyes.

"I love you so, so much, Jake Seresin," you say as you cup his face in your hands. With quick peck to his nose you say,

"And I'll always be here to appreciate you and your Big Dick Energy."

Jake lets out a loud guffaw and quickly rolls you on to your back.

He gives you a sloppy kiss as he says,

"I love you, El, and you get all my Big Dick Energy."

"Lucky me, shower and then brunch?"

"Sounds perfect, El."

Chapter 5

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[heeseung-min]

This plot but for jungwon 😌

[00:04]

"Thank you so much, Jungwon. You don't need to do this actually."

You said and gestured to him the clothes that he had bought for you today. It just the second date you have with him but the way he treats you like a real couple. The boy smile showing his dimple that many people admired.

"I want to show that I really appreciate our date and you. I hope you like the clothes. If you don't I can buy another one."

You quickly denied him stating that it is already perfect. Inside your heart you actually felt awkward with the acts because it still early to buy you things especially like clothes or watches. Jungwon even wanted to buy you a necklace but luckily you stopped him before he could do that.

"I think this is already enough for me, Jungwon. Thank you again."

"Um-well what about our date-"

"Noona! Mom's sick!"

Both of you turned to face your younger brother who was in tears. He pulled your shirt to get you hurry.

"I'm sorry Jungwon but I need to go."

"Ah yes, it's okay. Text me later."

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From y/n💗

Jungwon, I think we should stop our dates. I am busy and I don't think I will have time to commit in any relationship.

Jungwon clenched his fists after reading the text. He shouted let out his frustration. Why suddenly it become like this. Both of you were doing good. Jungwon treated you kindly and always hear your opinion but why suddenly you want to stop?

"Fuck this. I will not let you go y/n."

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You were folding clothes before you heard loud knocks at the front door. Your little brother looked afraid too when the person started banging on the door. You asked him to go hide in the bedroom before slowly made steps to there.

"Jungwon?"

"Is it because I was too pushing on you? Do you hates when we went eating at the fancy restaurant? Is it because my outfits seems too formal for date?"

"I- what are you talking about?"

"You wanted to stop this but you didn't tell me a reason."

"I already told you I'm busy with my work and don't have any free time for you. I also need to take care of my family, Jungwon. You need to understand my situation."

You can't deny that you too are scared of Jungwon. His eyes didn't show sign of happiness that you always see but it shows anger. You stared at his clenched fists as he tried to calm himself down before looked back at you again.

"How much?"

"Huh? I don't get it."

"How much you want for me to pay so you can date me again?"

You became speechless. Is this what he got from what you said? Does Jungwon look at you as an asset that he can buy just like that?

"Are you stupid? I told you I don't have time for a relationship. You should be ashamed for treating a girl like this."

You said and closed the door on him. You threatened to call the police if he going to stay there. After 10 minutes, you saw he walked back to his car and went out from the road.

"Noona, are you okay?"

Your little brother went to you with worried expression on his face. He hugged your body when you didn't bother to reply his question.

______

______

"I'm home."

You said as you take off your shoes and put it in the rack. You called your little brother because usually he will run and hug you when you back from work. But today, he is awfully quiet so you decided to go to this bedroom.

"You are late, baby."

"...Jung..won..?"

You looked to your younger brother's door where Jungwon was standing in front of it. He was smirking with both of his hands in his pocket then tilted his head for you to look inside the bedroom.

With agitated feeling, you slowly made steps to the room and saw the poor boy was hung from the fan while your mother on the bed with her neck got slashed. The horrible sight made you fell down to the floor and suddenly you couldn't breathe properly.

"There, there, baby. Now, both of them are gone. You said you are busy taking care of your family. Here, I give you better solution."

Jungwon said as he hugged you from the back and caressed your chest gently to ease yourself.

"God, I love you so much y/n. You don't know how crazy am I when I can't touch you."

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🤭🤭okay how about that? is that good?

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[princesshillaryellaworld25]

Vanessa finally gets fired from the Company

(Headcanon #123: Sick Boyfriend and Drugfriend both own a company with Freund.XML.)

Sick Boyfriend working on some paperwork on his desk.

Sick BF: *hums*

(knock knock)

Sick BF: Oh, who is it?

Kelly(HD GF): It's me, Kelly.

Sick BF: Oh Kelly, come in.

(HD GF comes inside)

Kelly(HD GF): Boss, we have a problem....

Sick BF: *sighs* Let me guess, Vanessa again?

Kelly(HD GF): Yes....

Sick BF: *annoyed* What did she do this time?

Kelly(HD GF): She was harassing your twin sister Rachel and she was inapproiatelly trying to flirt with your husband.

Sick BF: SHE'S WHAT?!

Kelly(HD GF): Yep, you heard me.

Sick BF: Bring her in here, NOW!!!!

Kelly(HD GF): Yes boss *went to go get vanessa*

Sick BF: *mind* Grrrrr I'm so done with that bitch! I'm gonna get rid of her once and for all.

(2 minutes later...)

Vanessa: OW OW OW, QUIT PULLING ME!

Kelly(HD GF): I brought her boss!

Sick BF: Thank you Kelly, you can leave now.

Kelly(HD GF): Okay, You want me to close the door on my way out?

Sick BF: Yes, cause I'm gonna start screaming in the next 5 minutes....

Kelly(HD GF): Okay then. *mind* You're fucked, Vanessa!

(closes the door)

Vanessa: (roles her eyes) So what's the problem now? Did I do something wrong again?

Sick Boyfriend was about to reach to his breaking point, his anger was almost to 99%.

Sick BF: (angry) Vanessa. Can you explain to me why the hell are you harrassing my sister and most importantly inapproatiately try to FLIRT WITH MY HUSBAND?!

Vanessa was startled by Sick Boyfriend's tone. It's the fear saying that She's fucked.

Vanessa: W-Well I-I-I-I

Sick BF: I've had it up to here with you Vanessa, ever since you came to this company, you've been nothing but horrible to everyone! You picked on the female employees, You critized your senior work, You sexually harrassed the male employees, you didn't do any of the work I assigned you, You make others do it for you and take all the credit, You even bullied one of my best clients to the point to reaching to suicide! Not to mention, you keep flirting with MY HUSBAND! Aren't you married, so why are you flirting with men who are married huh?

Vanessa: Uhhhh, w-well I-

Sick BF: And another thing! You always show up wearing clothes that show too much skin! We have a dress code you know! And I kept telling you to go change your clothes, yet you still didn't listen to me!

Vanessa: That's because I wanted all the men to like me!

Sick BF: I gotten many complaints from the male staff and the clients that you were sexually harrassing them. And I've heard that you've been embezzing money from the company safe.

Vanessa: H-How did you....

Sick BF: Gia told me, She saw you sneaking into the company safe and try to steal almost 100, 000,000 dollars to go to the hostess bars. And when you got caught, you threatened her that you'll try to get her fired!

Vanessa: W-Well......

Sick BF: I've had enough of your bullshit since day 1, Vanessa so I'm sorry to say this but You're fired!

Vanessa: WHAT?! FIRED?!

Sick BF: Yes you're fired, I want you to go in your office, pack everything you have and get out!

Vanessa: You can't do that!

Sick BF: Oh yes I can, and if I want to, I can show the evidence to the police about you sexual harrassment towards others and you stealing money from the company, I have cameras everywhere.

Vanessa: P-Please! I need this job, My husband is gonna leave me and I had to pay compension for it so please don't fire me!

Sick BF: Well you should've thought of that before doing all those things you did now! So pack your stuff and leave!

Vanessa: Please give me another chance!

Sick BF: I gave you 1000 chances but You seemed to fuck it up so leave now.

Vanessa: B-But sir.....

Sick BF: (angry tone growing stonger) I won't tell you again....get out.

Vanessa: But-

Sick BF: (furious tone) I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT NOW!!!!!!

Vanessa: (screaming while crying out of the room)

Sick Girlfriend saw Vanessa coming out of the office crying.

Sick GF: *mind* Damn, looks like she's cooked now.

Sick BF: (exhale) Oh thank god I finally got that out of my mind, *sighs* Now I need to get back to where I left off.

(Knock knock)

Sick BF: Who is it?

Drugfriend: It's me Drugfriend.

Sick BF: You can come in

(Drugfriend comes inside the office)

Drugfriend: Hey.

Sick BF: Hey....

Drugfriend: So you finally got rid of Vanessa?

Sick BF: *groans*

Drugfriend: Judging by the tone of your voice, I would say yes.

Sick BF: *sighs* I'm sorry, it's just that she got me so angry about her behavior so I had to blow some steam at her.

Drugfriend: You want me to massage you till you calmed down?

Sick BF: *sighs* Y-Yeah, all that yelling and screaming made me all exhausted.

Drugfriend: *massages his shoulders* Well at least, this will help you feel relaxed.

Sick BF: Mmm~ Yeah it does.

The end

@funkinboys

#friday night funkin #fnf spongebob parodies #fnf headcanons #fnf mod #fnf au #sick boyfriend #drugfriend #fnf ocs #scriptwriting #shrugfriend

[apocalypseornaw]

Should've Known (1/3)

(NOT MY GIF)

Benny Lafitte x Reader (reader has nickname of Bandit. This will be a mini series with the break up first then how they got together then Benny coming to find her)

Human/Hunter Benny AU

When you have a confrontation with Benny's ex there's some truths you have to face

Andrea's words still rang in your ears as you moved around Benny's place, plucking up everything that belonged to you and throwing it into your duffle bag. Elizabeth was supposed to call you before he left the café but if she happened to get busy or if he slipped out without her realizing... well you didn't want him coming home to you leaving him. With any hope you'd be halfway to Sioux Falls by the time he realized you were gone.

How could you have been so stupid? How could you not have seen the fact that you were just a rebound? Of course he still loved Andrea....you were just an easy option when he'd ended up alone. You blinked away the tears that threatened to spill from your eyes as you replayed the conversation with Andrea in your head.

She'd found you in a coffee shop in New Orleans, you'd driven there to meet Jo and Veronica, just your luck they'd been late. Normally you didn't let anyone else's opinion of you matter but you were fresh off a hunt, bruised to hell and back and had a fresh line of stitches across your shoulder that hurt every time you moved the wrong way.

You hadn't even known what the hell she was doing in Louisiana, let alone the exact coffee shop you'd picked to meet your friends in. "Andrea, I don't want to get into this with you" you'd tried the path to being the bigger person but the moment she'd said "You're a little broken shell of a woman. Your parents didn't even want you that's how poor Bobby ended up being saddled with you" you'd swung on her. You knocked her backwards over two tables and probably would've gone to jail had Jo and Veronica not shown up when they did.

"Woah! Bandit what the hell?" Jo was the first one in the door and grabbed you before you could go after Andrea again. "She's a fucking bitch and I'm gonna show her ass what this broken shell of a woman can do!" Veronica ever the calmer heads prevail was talking the batista out of calling the police and telling Andrea just to back off.

You were still struggling against Jo when Andrea got to her feet with the help of a few bystanders who were using offering assistance as a means to be nosy "Oh honey, did you really think Benny fell for someone like you after having someone like me?" "Are you just pissed he found someone better?" Jo asked loosening her grip on you when Andrea scoffed "Better? No. Easier? Yeah"

Jo let you go completely at that but about that time a cop car rolled by the window. "Shit" you muttered and Andrea smiled "Perks of being an heiress over a Neanderthal" you bristled at her words but didn't move from your spot "Why are you so damn hateful?"

She shrugged "Benny and I may have had our issues but I'm the one who'll always have his heart. Funny thing is you're here in New Orleans the same weekend he asked me to swing through Carencro" she glanced at the chain that had fallen out of your shirt and the ring that was on it before adding "Oh now that's just pathetic, is that the same ring he gave me?" You felt like ice water had been thrown on you "What?"

Jo could sense your change from anger so before Andrea could see you break she slid between the two of you "Get one thing straight Kormos. I don't give a damn who your daddy is, hurt her and I'll tear you and Benny apart"

With that Jo grabbed your arm and walked you out between her and Veronica. You managed to make it to your car before the anger and embarrassment filled tears started to fall from your eyes "He gave me the ring he gave her?"

Jo cut her eyes at Veronica before stepping in front of you "Cmon bandit" when you didn't respond to your nickname she called your name harshly and that was enough to make you meet her eyes "Do not put yourself down any. Andrea is a manipulative bitch, she got pissed that Benny wouldn't sell his bar and wouldn't talk Elizabeth into selling the café. She is jealous of you and even if he was dumb enough to give you the same ring, if he's dumb enough to not see how fucking amazing you are forget him! Come home to Sioux Falls. You know Mom and Bobby always have a place for you. We can go back to hunting together, Sam and Dean are always up for you hunting with them. You don't need Benny nor Carencro"

Jo and Veronica had ended up following you back to Carencro once you left New Orleans. Jo was the closest thing you had to a sister and she refused to let you be alone.

You looked over the place one final time to make sure nothing that belonged to you was left behind. After making sure you pulled the necklace from your pocket and placed it on the kitchen counter with the note you'd written Benny, Jo's idea to leave your favorite coffee mug next to the note to rub salt into the wound popped into your head so you did just that before laying your keys down next to it as well. You didn't need keys to his place, the café or the bar anymore.

You locked the door before shutting it behind yourself. Jo was sitting on the hood of your car but Veronica was already gone. "Where Roni go?" You asked and she gave you a small smile "She just got a head start. I told her she could go ahead, that I'd ride back with you. Figured we could do the diner and roadside attraction thing on the way back like we used to"

You nodded slowly "Ok" with one final look at the place you'd spent most of your time over the last couple years when you weren't hunting you climbed into your car. There wasn't anything left for you here, Elizabeth had confirmed that Andrea hadn't been lying...Benny had asked her to come to Carencro while you were gone. You didn't know why nor did you want to know. He was free to be with who he wanted and you could go back to your life before you'd ever met him.

Benny was tired when he got off his shift at the café. He was supposed to open the bar too but luckily Morgan had been able to go in so that meant he could head home and get some sleep. You were supposed to be back the following day from meeting Jo and Veronica, after Andrea hadn't showed up for the meeting he'd scheduled he was hoping she wouldn't wait to shown until you were back. He wanted this done quickly and without you knowing.

He walked into his place and knew something was wrong. It felt empty. The photo of you, Sam, Dean and Jo was gone off the mantle over the fireplace. Your extra boots weren't at the front door. He felt his stomach drop as he headed into the bedroom to check.

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He didn't know what he'd done wrong. You'd called him just that morning to let him know you'd made it to New Orleans safe and sound. You'd told him you loved him before you hung up and what? Decided to make the return trip and leave him right after?

He walked into the kitchen and spotted your coffee mug sitting next to a piece of paper. He picked up the black mug and turned it over, the raccoon on it smiling at him as if his entire world wasn't falling apart. He sat it down then picked up the paper, your necklace falling out of it and the ring making an impossibly loud noise as it hit the floor.

Benny,

Andrea was in New Orleans. We had a nice little chat. Elizabeth confirmed she wasn't lying about some of the things she said so I'm assuming she wasn't lying about most of it. I don't know why I thought this would work, she's an heiress and I'm a hunter. We couldn't be more polar opposites. I was your friend before I was your lover, I know losing her hurt you, I should've listened to Dean when he tried to warn me but I was always hard headed. I'm headed home to Bobby's so you don't have to worry. I'm safe and won't be hunting alone. Know I loved you.

@valeks-star

@123passwort

#spn fanfiction #supernatural fanfiction #benny lafitte fanfic #benny lafitte x reader #benny lafitte x female!reader

[pascaloverx]

As It Was (S2)

Chapter Eleven

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Summary: Lots of news in this new season, which will be full of several twists and discussions. And of course, lots of James Buchanan Barnes.

Author's note: Dear readers, I will be writing this fanfic again. This second season will have shorter chapters and it will probably take me a little longer to update the fanfic but I hope you like it!

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH THIS STORY, there may be adult content and verbal and physical violence.

Coming home after the nightmare of being poked, measured and watched by medical staff is incredibly lonely. There I had a team watching me and at my house, everything is a mess. An emotional mess mainly. My father passed away and I couldn't even be at his funeral. Despite everything, he raised me. Not to mention that without having to prove Barnes innocence, I am without a goal at the moment. My thoughts are interrupted by a knock on the front door.

"Coming!" I say going to answer the door quickly. But a few seconds before opening the door, I decide to take precautions; after all, there are now two dangerous men who tried to kill me roaming free. One of them even killed my father in cold blood. I remember a gun that I hid some time ago under the kitchen table. I rush over there and grab the weapon. So I finally open the door, holding onto the gun concealed at my waist. Ready to attack anything that comes my way."

"It's good to be able to come back here without having to hide." James Barnes says in front of my house, a house that used to be ours. He's dressed like a professional investigator, hardly resembling the man who was a fugitive not long ago. Instead of letting him enter my house, I close the door in his face.

"Barnes, go away, and if possible, don't come back." Is all I allow myself to say, as my emotions take over. I think Bucky wouldn't understand the disappointment of seeing him return to work for those who once pursued him or prioritizing his job over you. It's no wonder you two parted ways.

"I'm not going anywhere. Open that door and let me in." Barnes shouts in an authoritative tone. I would really like to open the door and tell him to fuck off, but opening the door means looking at him.And looking at him in the moment means looking at the man I love. Because no one risks their life for someone they don't love.

"I don't want you here. Don't make me call the police to get you out of my house." My scream is loud enough that I worry about my neighbors hearing it. But it seems to work.

Unfortunately, it only seems so — Barnes enters through the back of the house and surprises me by holding myself firmly against the living room wall. Neither of us said anything, we just looked at each other as if we were in a staring contest.

"You won't get rid of me, Melisa. I won't let you kick me out of your life again." James says looking determined.

"And who do you think you are?" It's all I can think, Seeing the way Barnes doesn't seem to want to leave. How dare he not leave? How can this man dare to appear like this, as if nothing had happened?

"The love of your life and the only person on this world who is willing to give up on everything for you." Barnes He speaks so seriously that it surprises me. But I can't deny that he risked a lot to save me. However where does this leave you as a couple?

"Would you like a formal thank you for the services provided? Thank you for risking your life to protect me from dangers that you yourself create it for me, satisfied?" My mocking tone must have affected Barnes, who once seemed confident and now appears disappointed.

"Do you think I created those problems for you? I don't know if you noticed but it was your father who got us into this." He says rebutting what I said, which infuriates me.

"Was it my father who put work above our relationship? Who chose to say goodbye to our security to serve the country?" I'm at my limit, almost overflowing with tension.

"So this is the problem? Not the fact that I was framed and persecuted because I was the unlucky guy who married the wrong psychopath's daughter?" Barnes crosses a line I wasn't prepared for.

"If our marriage was unlucky for you, I'm pleased to inform you that we are no longer married. We shouldn't have been. You and I are wrong for each other." I say not believing in the veracity of my words. But what does it matter?

"Even if it's wrong, even if it's bad luck, even if I die from it. I will never be able to give up loving you, Melisa. No matter what you say, I will always be yours." Bucky says, approaching me as I try to hold back my tears.His touch on my face is all I need to melt. I can't resist what I feel for him.

"What are we going to do, Barnes?" I ask, holding myself back from kissing the man in front of me.

"I don't know about you, but I'm going to kiss my ex wife until she apologizes for kicking me out of the house." He says, and I don't even notice when her lips kiss mine. I only allow myself to get lost in Barnes.

#bucky barnes x oc #spotify #marvel fanfiction #bucky barnes angst #bucky barnes fanfiction #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers angst #sam wilson #wanda maximoff #as it was #yelena belova #bucky x female original character #original character #Spotify

[sheplayswithlifee]

Once the family arrives back at their home in San Sequoia, Courtney moves quickly because he has to be to work soon. He places Ryleigh on her play mat in the living room before heading to the bathroom to take a shower. Alden grabs some leftovers from the fridge and takes a seat at the kitchen table. River puts Keaton down by the front door, he tugs on her dress while whining "potty". She picks him back up and carries him to Alden's room where the potty chair is.

While River is making sure Keaton doesn't stand up and piss everywhere, she thinks she hears a knock at the door. She's not expecting company, Courtney is gone and her mother/siblings have keys. "Maybe I didn't actually hear anything." She says quietly to herself. She looks down at her phone, while she waits to see that Josh texted her again. She sighs as she reads it to herself, "Where did you find your new significant other? The Rebound Store." He’s so corny and immature.

Returning her attention to Keaton, who's now whining about being sleepy and hungry. Knowing she has to pick her battles, she tells him, "Take a nap, when you wake up mommy will have a snack for you, okay?"

"K." He says rubbing his eyes. Once he's finished his business, he pulls his pants up and does a little happy dance.

River claps as he dances. "Good job, Kea." She picks him up and takes him to his room for a nap. She barely notices the exchange of voices in the kitchen as she walks past, she's looking directly ahead at her destination. She lays Keaton down with the intention of waking him up in at most an hour, by then she'll have his meal ready and Alden's homework completed. Eight o'clock is a little late for dinner but they've had a good yet busy day.

River closed Keaton's bedroom door behind her and took the five steps needs to reach the kitchen. Her eyes opened wide as she drank in the scene in her kitchen. Josh was there helping Alden do his homework. It must've been him knocking at the door, she'll be sure to to teach Alden not to open the door for wolves in sheeps clothing. “What the f—?” She stopped herself from cussing in Alden’s presence. “Baby, why don’t you go to your room while Josh and I talk for a bit.” Alden grabs his homework and heads to his room.

Once she heard Alden's door closed, she zeroed in on Josh, "what the fuck are you doing here?"

"You weren't responding to my text messages, sweetheart. Wanted to make sure you knew how worthless you were." A strange feeling spread through her body, the words struck her right in the feels. She doesn’t let him know that, though. "Doesn't seem like your Rebound Store purchase is around." He said pretending to look around.

“Go fuck yourself, Joshua. So again, why the hell are you here, really? You don't give a fuck about your kids. You don't give two fucks about me, so why are you wasting your existence by coming here?"

"C'mon River, spare me the melodrama. I'm their father and I have a right to know what's going on in their lives. I plan to be more present."

"Their father?" River asks sarcastically. "Where the hell were you when Keaton was born? You had better things to do then so keep that same energy. There's no place for you here, my children are none of your business. The only reason you've decided to make yourself available is because I'm married and happy. And you're what? Miserable and lonely? You’re latest whore left you? Skeedaddle with that bullshit, Joshua. You're sick."

"River, that's no way to speak to the father of your children."

"Negro, are you absolutely insane? I swear to watcher, if you come here again I will call the fucking police. You are not wanted. I don't give a fuck. Stop texting me, stop popping up!"

#Things Are Happening #The Sims 4 #TS4 #TS4 Gameplay #The Sims 4 Story #TS4 Story #BlackSimmer #Black Simmer #River Weasley #Gen4

[japhan2024]

Turn me

Not sure this is a better love story than Twilight lmao.

Shayne was the first to go missing.

Anthony entered the Smosh office, whistling and humming.

"Hi Ian!" He said with a smile. None of his brooding cool guy energy today.

"Good morning!" Ian said smiling but his eyes frowned a bit. "I'm afraid we're missing one person today! He hasn't called or anything. I'm honestly a bit worried."

"Who's missing?"

"Shayne was supposed to do two videos already but he's MIA."

"Oh, I'm sure he's just lost while hiking again or something like that!" Anthony reassured Ian. He put his hand on his best friend's shoulder.

Ian looked at him with a half smile. "Thank you for trying to make me feel better."

"Everything for you," Anthony said in a low voice and caressed Ian's cheek. For a minute Ian looked at him funny, like he saw something behind his eyes, but Anthony just laughed and went on with his day, filling in some of the shootings Shayne was still supposed to be at.

Late at night Anthony got a call from Ian.

"Anthony, I'm scared. Shayne is still missing. We've filed a missing person report with the police. I hope he's alright, I hope he really IS just hiking and got lost, the idiot, hah.. no I can't laugh about it Anthony.. please pick up your phone.."

But Anthony was busy...

Noah was showering when suddenly two strong hands grabbed his shoulders. He'd always thought he would scream if that would happen to him. But his throat made no sound. He was paralyzed as two sharp fangs penetrated his neck and sucked him dry. He was dead on the spot.

Anthony entered the Smosh office with a spring in his step. He didn't see anybody until he got to Ian's office. He was sat there, with bags under his eyes. Courtney sat there with a hand on his back. Anthony suddenly didn't feel so perky anymore.

"What's going on?"

"If this is some kind of prank it's fucked up!" Ian cried.

"Shayne is still missing, and now Noah is gone as well..."

"What? Oh that's so weird," Anthony said, giving Courtney a cold stare. She looked back at him though, a little suspicion behind her eyes.

The next morning, Ian called Anthony.

"Why are you calling me so early, I'm still sleeping," Anthony whined.

"Shooting week is canceled! Anthony, we're under attack. Some psycho is killing us one by one!"

"Wha..?"

"Yes Anthony, and you better come to my house, I have the better security."

"I guess.. see you in a bit then."

Anthony drove up to Ian's house and knocked on the door. Ian answered.

"Wow, you look terrible!"

"Thanks. Come inside."

Anthony smiled with one eyebrow raised and stepped inside. Ian immediately put something around his neck. It burned and Anthony cursed but couldn't touch it, it was hot and horrible. He whined and cried.

"What have you done to me, Ian?"

"So it's true? You're a fucking vampire?"

"Hey, it's pretty neat, please take this thing off of me!"

"You killed Shayne, Noah AND Courtney?!"

Anthony looked Ian straight into his blue eyes.

"And Chanse, and Keith, and Garret, all the people you supposedly cared about, however now you can finally see clearly, Ian. It's supposed to be just you and me. I'll kill the others later, once you let me out of this thing - ouch!!"

Ian sat crying, looking at his best friend just confessing murder without remorse. He couldn't believe it.

Courtney had called him panicked and in distress. "Ian please, save yourself! It's Anthony! The killer is Anthony, Ian!! He's a vampi-"

That was the last he ever heard of Courtney. He'd not needed to do any research on vampires. He immediately went to downtown LA and bought a kinky silver collar and collected his courage to call Anthony to his house.

"How could you do this? How did you become... this?"

"Ian... don't you remember how hurt I was that you wouldn't come with me, run away with me? I couldn't take it anymore, Ian. I went on a path of self destruction but I was saved... if you can call it that."

Anthony's body contorted as if in more physical pain than the collar.

"When I was turned, I thought I would finally not feel anymore, but the opposite was true. I feel everything so much, Ian. The only way to feel better, is TO KILL!! In fact everything is great after a kill like I feel two lives at once"

His beautiful brown eyes were tearing up as well.

"Please, Ian, it's better this way, we can be together, just the two of us, and we'll be happy together Ian, don't you remember that night at the balconnee... I never felt as much love for you as I did then, Ian, and ever since I'm back at the company there's all these people and I can't focus on you!"

Ian was heaving from crying, he slowly shook his head.

"You're not my friend."

"Yes I am! Don't you see it, Ian? We make sense."

"It doesn't make sense to kill, Anthony."

"It doesn't make sense that I'm a vampire either."

Ian laughed bitterly. "I guess it doesn't."

"Ian, you have to know something..."

"You can't tell me anything that will make this situation worse so go ahead.."

"Ian, please..." Anthony grabbed Ian's hand. It felt warm and he could feel the pulse there.

"Ian, I, I love you, more than I ever loved anyone in my entire life."

"Then HOW could you HURT me this much?! First by leaving me and now by murdering my family.."

"I did it for us, Ian. For us.."

"Don't you get it Anthony, I love you too! I still love you.."

Ian collapsed on the ground and Anthony hunched beside him, caressing his dark blonde hair.

"This haircut is by far your best."

"I hate you."

Anthony pulled Ian back on his feet with ease, and kissed him. Ian seemed not to function at all. He just let it happen. His eyes didn't look anywhere.

"Come on Ian, I imagined our first kiss to be a bit more passionate than this..."

He kissed him again and placed kisses all along his neck. Finally, Ian moaned a bit. Anthony hungrily continued. But then Ian said something.

"Turn me."

"What?"

"I want to be what you are. I do t want to be a human anymore."

"Ian no, you have to live your life.."

"TURN ME!" Ian tugged hard at the silver collar and Anthony whined in despair. "Alright alright," he coughed. "Please let me out of this thing!"

Ian slowly undid the collar, and immediately, Anthony was all over him. Undressing him, caressing him... and biting him. He sank his fangs into Ian's tender neck, who was now screaming in desperate pleasure. He sucked and sucked until there was no blood left. Just before the light left Ian's mesmerizing blue eyes, he fed him his own blood. Ian dropped down onto ground.

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