#I wish my hard drive didn't break.. this makes me wanna gif lol

[b-ritney]

Piece of Your Action, Part 2

@mystargirl-interlude

Oh, I want you, I need you I want you to be mine tonight You need me, you bleed me Use you up, throw you away

You're fire, taking me higher Don't burn me, don't let me down You need me now, I'll teach you how Come on, let's go all the way!

lmao KEEP YOUR ARMS AND LEGS INSIDE THE RIDE AND BUCKLE YOUR MOTHER FLIPPING SEAT BELTS.

SMUT +18

Warnings: Choking, touch denial, light spanking, blow job, spit, oral , hair pulling, light degradation (nothing major), and sarcastic praise, (Bc Billy can't say SHIT genuinely.), size kink, vibrator, I'll work in aftercare... somehow.

Summary: After your altercation with Carol you take Billy up on his offer to show you, "a good time." Who knew he was just as insane as you are.

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“What was it you said about showing me a good time?”

Billy had nothing.. he was trying to distract you from the fact he was hard as a rock, by mirroring your devilish smile. Watching you beat the hell out of that bitch made him wanna take you in the middle of the hallway. Although he was honestly a little frightened .. you would feel the same way about him, that you do Carol, if you really knew who he was. Right?

“Hargrove?”

“Uh, yeah,” he adjusted himself making you laugh sarcastically, “I think I could treat you to an evening you won’t forget.”

“You have no shame do you?

“None”

“You think your slick huh? You aren’t any different than the other wanna be tough guy in this town. You just drive a better car.”

“You wanna test that theory?”

“Are you sure you can handle me?”

“Babe, you have no idea how many ways I could handle you.”

“Do you wanna test that theory?” You countered putting your hands on your hips.

“I like ‘um a little spunky, it’s more rewarding by the end when your so exhausted you can’t speak.” He leaned in closer to your ear.

“Brave of you to assume I'll make a sound in the first place, you don’t know what you're getting yourself into.”

“Care to show me what I’m missing?“

You scanned his body on more time, sizing him up. Walking around him to see every angle. “I’ll take you for a test drive, but don’t act like you're doing me a favor.”

Billy let out a menacing laugh dropping his head. “Where to then?”

“I don’t care, I won’t be sticking around either way I’ve got other plans.” You said dusting off your pants.

“You cut deep." He feigned offense. "My house then, my sister will be gone long enough, besides, when you finally break, the neighbors are gonna wish they were gone too."

You raised your eyebrows in slight shock, was this guy for real? "Lead the way then."

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"So tell me, why do you act the way you do?" Billy asked catching your eyes, aviators slid down his nose as you flew through the backroads to his house.

"Like you care."

"Normally I wouldn't but pretty girls like you don't go around creating chaos unless they've been hurt."

"No shame," you repeated again shaking your head and smiling. "I- I figure if you lay it all out on the table, you leave little room for speculation. It saves you time and heartache, if people know the real you, you don't have to work as hard to weed out the ones who don't deserve your time... because they won't even approach you to begin with."

"But you haven't always been this way."

"How would you know? Didn't you just move here this year?"

"I just know and yes I did."

"I know why you followed me out of class."

"Do you?"

"Of course I do, you don't think I know what people say about me?

"Did you really fuck a cop?

"No"

"oh"

"I blew him."

Billy whipped his head around, and you busted out laughing, "Enough with the romance Hargrove, we're both in this for the same thing."

"which is?"

"To see if you can back up your big talk."

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Billy opened the front door and let you in, locking it behind you; you didn't even have a chance to get your boots off before he had you pinned against the wall by your throat.

"No romance right?" he said cocking his head to the side.

"---right."

"Take off your jacket." he brought you forward hand still firmly wrapped around your neck, as you slid the jacket down your shoulders. "If you're so confident, I don't wanna hear a sound, understand?"

"No problem." You spat back in his face.

He released his grip and knelt in front of you yanking your pants down to your knees in one move. Your heart began to race, the look on his face was.. hungry. He dove in with no warning, sucking harshly on your clit as you fought against the universe to stay strong. He spread your legs wider holding onto the back of your thighs, he lapped at your pussy like a dehydrated hound. You kept your mouth shut despite the scream just waiting to explode from your throat. He nuzzled his head farther into your mound forcing his tongue past your fluttering entrance. You. grabbed a fist full of his hair as your legs began to shake. Just when you were about to cum he stopped. The pulsing of your cunt and your flushed complexion were the only signs you gave him, "tired already?" you teased, trying to remain equal.

"Cumming already?" he challenged, leaving you speechless for the first time that night. He grabbed your arm and whipped you into the kitchen table lifting you to sit on the edge, and pushing you to lay back on the hard surface. He swiftly took your boots and pants the rest of the way off leaving you in nothing but your white socks, grey tank top, and accessories. "No bra? You little minx." You opened your mouth to say something but he cut in again, "Save your breath doll, you're gonna need it." He slapped your pussy making you fall back against the table. He rubbed it up and down a few times before pushing in his middle and pointer finger, you arched your back of the table as he watched you writhe around beneath him. He's slept with some pretty hard women but not even the toughest ones managed to hold out this long, you're successfully challenging his abilities, and it's aggravating him beyond belief. He pumps them faster and faster adding another finger and rubbing your clit with his thumb, Billy was breathing heavier than you, he was pissed now, leaning down to suck on your clit again, desperate to hear you take even a sharp breath. He continued his brutal pace with his fingers, violently shaking his tongue against you, laughing maniacally as you twisted beneath him running from the overwhelming sensation, but still not making a sound.

"Impressive," he said, his lips and chin glistening with your juices as he admired your fucked out face and dripping pussy.

Your mind was reeling, you had to regain control, you sat upright grabbing him by the collar of his t-shirt, bringing him just shy of meeting your lips, this was your leverage, "I'll work half as hard and you'll be calling my name." he leaned in closer like he was going to kiss you, "No romance right? he looked shocked, you used his moment of vulnerability to shove him down into the chair behind him. He caught his breath and watched as you pried his tight jeans from his legs, hastily removing his boxers. He was like nothing you'd ever seen, absolutely fucking massive. You had to move quickly before he could tease you for staring. Spitting on your hand you viciously pumped it up and down his thick shaft, he covered his face with his hand as his head fell back. Men are so easy, you kitten licked from the base to the tip taking him in your mouth as far as you could go. Just to come all the way up and force yourself back down to take all of him until you gagged. Billy's hips bucked into you, he couldn't even think well enough to hold your hair, he was conceding and you'd barely done anything yet. You dragged your nails down his thighs as you bobbed your head in a steady rhythm Billy tried with everything he had to keep the pleasure inside but he couldn't he erupted with noises so obscene it made your legs tighten together. He was so close but you pulled back getting to your feet, laughing above him victoriously. "I win." you giggled.

"Games not over yet babe."

"Just accept you've met your match."

He pulled you into his lap pushing you down onto his throbbing cock, giving you no time to adjust to his size, you let out a sinful moan as you wrapped tightly around him, wanting so bad in that moment to lace your fingers in his hair and kiss him... but no romance... and you weren't about to lose the rest of your advantage. He laughed beneath you, "see we're even."

You couldn't answer it just hurt so good, you sunk your teeth into his shoulder as tears rolled down your face. He began to fuck up into you but you wouldn't allow him to set the pace, both of you fighting for dominance like fucking lions, moving your hips in sync with his, making you cry out, throwing your head back, you started to bounce on your own, he took the opportunity to lift your tank top above your chest and take your nipples between his teeth and fingers, licking and nibbling each one raw. "Fuck!" you whined your head lulling forward into his shoulder.

He picked you up in his arms his cock still buried deep inside you and carried you to his bed laying you on your back fucking you as fast and deep as he could, taking one of your hands into his and pressing it into your lower stomach and the other for stability next to your head. The sensation in your belly was deliciously wicked, you could feel the presence of his cock moving ferociously inside of you in and out until you sobbed. He pulled a vibrator from under his mattress and clicked the buttons until it was at its highest setting, spitting on it, and pressing it firmly into your clit. This must have been what he meant when he said your neighbors would wish they were gone. you quite literally screamed in rapture. He kept his pace as he wrapped your shaky hands around the handle, "Your gonna hold that there until you come." You couldn't speak, yet your mouth was wide open, you could barely hold your head up let alone hold a toy. "I-I can't" you said whispered.

"You can and you will."

"I-I ahh BILLY!" He somehow drove deeper into you lifting your legs to his hips, your muscles contracting so tightly you crunched forward, "Come on, come on my cock." He said through gritted teeth. You dropped the toy as your metaphysical being flew from your fucking body, you shook uncontrollably, he quickly snatched up the toy and held it against your clit whispering praises into your ear as the aftershocks ripped through you like lightning. He pulled out cumming on your stomach in warm spurts that made you feel so exquisitely dirty. He dropped to his knees and kissed and sucked on your pussy until you begged him to stop, cleaning up the mess you both made.

"Can I kiss you?" He asked

"Please." you whimpered, he kissed you deeply making up for all the things he said before, brushing your hair from your sweaty face. Then in true arrogant, fashion, he ran his fingers through his release making you suck it from his fingers. He walked away for only a few minutes to get you a towel and something to drink but when he came back you were gone, he walked into the kitchen and there you were with your clothes back on fixing your hair like you didn't just get freshly RAILED. He dropped the towel, "You can't be serious?" he said dumbfounded. " I told you babe, I have other plans, better luck next time though, you were decent in the sack, maybe next time you can make me come without mechanical help." You smiled and waved sarcastically before unlocking the door and turning the handle, walking out towards the headlights and blasting speakers waiting for you in the driveway.

"Damn, she's fucking crazy...I love her."

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I prob won't write for a few days bc I'm going on a short vaca for fall break, and I have a journalistic essay to write, but i'll be back enjoy!

#billy hargrove #stranger things #billy stranger things #smut #billy x reader #billy hargove imagine #eddie x y/n #eddie x reader #eddie munson #rocknroll #eddie stranger things #Spotify

[blxnkflying]

bucky barnes - dancing in the living room

Notes: First time writing after a really long time; English is not my first language; Let me know if you like my writing - by that requests are open. Don’t copy, translate or repost my work.

Warning:  smut; mentions of drinking; pet names (doll/baby); bucky's first time with the reader; oral sex (male receving); unprotected sex. 

I recommend listening to “Summer Walker - Girls Need Love (Girl's Edition)” to get in the mood. :)

I’m taking the last sip of wine while putting the plates in the sink when I feel his presence behind me. A kiss on the neck, left metal hand on my hip and his whiskey breath saying “May I have a dance?”. He grabs my hand smirking while taking me to the living room and I can hear the song going as he hugs me by the waist and I put my hands over his shoulders. 

We’re slow dancing in my dark living room with just the lights from the street shining on us. All I can feel right now is eyes looking at me and going down in my body every time he spins around my tiptoes. Bucky spins me one more time as the song is ending and our movements become slower. He holds my face gently and with his thumb slowly outlining my lips. “You look really good in this red dress, Doll.” I give him a shy smile and I’m pretty sure he enjoys that everytime he compliments me, I don’t know how to react. His lips taste like the whiskey from before and his hands are grabbing my waist putting us closer and closer. I break the kiss for air and he still has the same smirk from before. I can feel in my skin those blue eyes are hungry for something else. I push him to the sofa behind us and he sits spreading those thick thighs of his, not breaking eye contact not even once. I sit on his lap biting my lips imagining the pleasure and his right hand goes to the cleavage of my dress pushing it down just a little, just to tease me.

I look down to his hand almost on my breasts and go to his neck. Kissing, licking, sucking and thinking “We’re definitely having sex tonight.” I go again for his lips and I can feel the arousal building up my legs. He grabs my hair a little too hard to kiss my neck to my breasts, making me close my eyes and bite my lips again. When I return to his lips, I can see his shy hands on my thighs, wishing they were on my ass. So this is what I do. 

I take his hands out of my thighs and put them in my ass. While I’m kissing him, I can feel his fingers tracing the lace of my underwear and to my surprise he grabs my ass firmly and brings me even close. I break the kiss letting a moan out, he laughs at me, proud of himself for making moan first. 

We are back kissing and his hands are still on my ass making me grind on his jeans and all I can perceive is his length in my cunt.

“Bucky…” I said breathing heavily.

“Yeah, baby.” He doesn't bother and is still kissing my neck with his right hand on my hair and the metal one holding my waist firmily.

“Are you sure of it?” Even though I was having the moment, I was a little worried about how much intimacy he was comfortable with. 

“I’m definitely sure.” He kisses me again with instinct, almost aggressively, just to show me how much he wanted that.

“Bucky.”

“What baby?” He says holding my neck with his right hand paying attention to my interruption after he just told me he was more fine doing it.

“Then I wanna fuck you”. I said looking into his eyes waiting for his reaction.

He is quickly holding me by the waist and lifting me. My legs are around his hips while he is taking me to my room. I’m surprised that even after a long time, his body is reacting like he never took a break. His hands on my body, his lips on my neck and his tongue on mine. 

He presses me to the wall, letting me stand on my feet while my hands are up in his shirt, scratching his abdomen. He puts me closer, letting me feel his hard cock again, pressed against my dress. I can tell he likes the teasing while I take his blue navy shirt.

“Can I give you a little present?” I have a smirk on my lips this time with hungry eyes for the man standing shirtless right in front of me. Knowing I’m going to fuck him like no else did before because I know the ladies in the 40’s were a little basic.

He follows my hands going to take off his beat and unbutton his jeans. “Of course, baby.” I get on my knees taking off his pants, leaving him on black boxers. I give a gentle kiss on his volume with his boxers on and I feel him becoming anxious for me to put all his length in my mouth.

I take off his boxers while leaving kisses on the end of his abdomen and his cock is just so wet from all the pre-cum that I had to lick it. I hear him moaning while I’m sucking his dick. It’s music for my ears.  He puts his hand through my hair to help me with my movements.  I take his dick of my mouth and hold it with my hand doing some circular movements on his swollen tip. His leg starts to fail because of the sensitivity of his dick and he tries to hold my hand to make me stop. I laughed it off and put his member in my mouth again for the last time. I get on my feet going for a kiss, making him taste himself in my mouth.

He takes off my dress and stares at me. His hands are on my breasts, feeling the lace of my lingerie and squeezing them. He gets on his knees looking up to me while grabbing my waist with his hand while spreading kisses in my belly, going down to my cunt over the lace underwear. He gets up and throws me to the bed on my stomach. I feel his hard cock pressing on my ass and he kisses my back until he is in my ear whispering “Tell me what you want, Doll.” 

“I wanna ride you, Bucky.” My words made him squeeze my ass and breathe heavily. Of course I realized he was talking about what he could do to please me but tonight was about him. I wanted to give him the pleasure he was waiting for. I hold his face to kiss again while he is taking care of taking my bra and my underwear off. His hand are touching my pussy without any sign to go to my clit or my entrance. I break the kiss to look what the fuck he is not doing and for my surprise, he puts two fingers inside me. He really waited for me to look at him to do this. The moan I let out, the way I rolled my eyes back to the pleasure of it, he wanted to see my face, my reaction to his movements. 

“Lay down for me, baby.” I whisper in his ear as he is squeezing my breasts.

As he lays down on the bed, I get on top of him putting his member in my hand going up and down while kissing his stomach. I give him one more kiss on the lips before aligning his dick to my entrance. His hands are on my hips helping me go up and down on his member, my breasts are freely bouncing to his view and our noises are filling up the room. Our bodies are hot and sweating from the movements and all we can do is touch each other desperately from the desire.

While I’m riding Bucky, I put his hand under mine in my belly so he can feel his member deep inside me. His response is to arch his hips up under me making me cry out of pleasure. “You like that?” He is holding my chin with his metal hand when I barely can hold myself up on his dick. I guess that serum really works in a lot of ways. “I really don’t believe you are already tired, babygirl… Let me handle that.”

Now he is on top of me, I can easily outline the muscles of his shoulders with my fingers while scratching his back. The moaning in my ear is driving me crazy, making me squeeze his member inside of me even more. Bucky is going slowly and deep just to see me twitch beside him and it’s working. My thighs are already shivering and I can feel my orgasm building. As it arrives I bite his right shoulder because of the pleasure and my nails are deep on his skin. His movements became faster as my bite got stronger and he cums on my leg while I’m trying to get my breath after this amazing orgasm I just had. 

Our bodies are still spasming after the sex as we cuddle. “Wow, Doll.” Bucky is looking to the roof, trying to put his thoughts and words together.

“I didn't know you were so…” I’m also trying to find words after having my thoughts rearranged by his dick. He laughed it off  “Yeah, baby. I can last longer than normal.”

I laugh too as he finishes the sentence making eye contact. “What?” “I guess that means we have more time to have fun.” I said while holding his chin. “For a girl that doesn’t know how to take compliments, you’re such a freak in the sheets, Doll.”

#bucky barnes #bucky x you #bucky x y/n #bucky x reader #bucky barnes one shot #bucky barnes imagine #bucky fanfic #bucky barnes story #bucky barnes smut #bucky barns x you #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x reader #mcu x reader

[itsonlydana]

"late night drive"➷ Eret

pairing: Eret x Reader (gn)

tags/warnings: fluff

summary: nothing is better than driving around at night aimlessly

words: 1.2k

song: Metamodernity - Vansire

a/n: working on your requests now!

You couldn't sleep.

No matter how hard you tried, counting sheep, imagining scenarios in your head, controlling your breath, nothing helped. Under the blanket it felt too hot, pushing it aside and you felt exposed to the dark.

With a sigh, you stare at the dark ceiling, listening to the sounds of the night in the hopes they would pull you to sleep.

But even that didn't work, frustrated, you kicked the blanket.

"Darling, (y/n), please let the blanket be", the muffled sound of your boyfriend Eret filled the silence and you turned to face him. Only illuminated by the streetlight that fell through the window, you could make him out next to you, face nuzzled his pillow.

"I can't sleep", you whisper back, feeling slightly bad for waking him up.

Eret mumbled something inaudible to you, his eyes still closed.

"What?"

"You shouldn't have drunk that last energy. Told ya you would have problems.", he repeated, slurring the words, and you rolled your eyes.

He was in the right, but that didn't mean you wanted to hear the truth. Okay, maybe that drink was too much caffeine and maybe drinking it before bed was another bad idea. Maybe.

But knowing what had you restless was now another thought that plagued your mind because now you could blame yourself for laying there when you just could have had a night full of sleep.

"Eret?", you ask quietly, testing if he is still awake enough to hear you or if he fell asleep again.

"Yes love?"

"I still can't sleep."

Eret's laughter was deep and muffled by the pillow, and with a sigh he propped himself up on his arm and straightened up. With surprisingly awake eyes he watched you, his right cheek adorned with the imprints of the folds of his pillow, and you raised your hand to stroke over them. Before you could withdraw it, Eret reached out and brought your knuckles to his lips. One knuckle at a time, he pressed kisses to your skin, letting his lips move from your knuckles to your palm and onto your racing pulse at your wrist, where he paused.

His lips twitched into a smile as he breathed another kiss directly on your pulse. "My love, of course you can't sleep with such a rapid pulse. Let me check, is your heart just as restless?" he murmured, lifting his covers and sliding closer until your legs were tangled in eachother, his warm body pressed against you, his forehead leaned against yours. One of his hands gently rested on your chest, just above your heart, which responded accordingly, drumming against your rib cage.

You looked him in the eyes with yours wide open, lips opening in the hope of a kiss. Eret was only too happy to grant you this wish.

"Eret?" you mumbled into the kiss. Eret laughed, hot breath brushed your lips and after another kiss you both managed to break away from each other.

"I really love you, but if you tell me you can't sleep-" he murmured and you shook your head, giggling.

"Noo, I was going to ask you how awake you are."

He raised an eyebrow questioningly, letting his fingers wander over your face, stroking lovingly through your hair to your scalp. "What do you have in mind? I just need a glass of water and I'm awake." he said and you lowered your gaze. "Wanna drive around?"

Just a few minutes and a cuddle break in the hallway, you sat dressed in his hoodie, a gray one with sleeves much too long for you, and a pair of shorts, in the passenger seat of Eret's car parked in the garage, one of the blankets from the couch now on your lap to warm your bare legs.

Eret sat next to you, one arm leaning over your backrest as he backed the car out of the garage, he had thrown on a dark blue sweater and black cloth pants as well, his brown curls tied into a loose braid except for a few strands.

As Eret concentrated on driving down the driveway to the street, you scrolled through his Spotify playlists, picking out a few songs to put in the queue before pressing his phone into the mount on the vent. Since you didn't have a destination you wouldn't need his nav, which is why after you start the first song you locked his screen.

Eret had to smile when the first notes sounded from the car's speakers, a rising electronic melody that often accompanied him in the background of his streams.

It was one of your favorite songs at the time, the jumpy beat carrying your racing thoughts away from the hustle and stress of everyday life, and you had heard it so many times on your late-night car rides that your brain connected the melody to the calm feelings, the breeze in your face and hair.

As if Eret had read your thoughts, or maybe he had seen it in your dreamy look- he lowered the windows both on his and your side. Immediately you breathed in the fresh air, filling your lungs and stretching your nose further out the window to catch the faint scent of rain that underlaid the wind hardly noticeable.

Leaving the road to your house, the tension fell like a weight from your body, heavy thoughts that had plagued you in your bed evaporated in the breezes that played with your and Eret's hair.

This one minute in the car was enough to make you feel lighter and with a satisfied smile you loosened your hands from their tight grip around the blanket.

As soon as your hands lay still, Eret reached over to you, intertwining his right hand with your left as he tapped the fingers of his other against the steering wheel. You could hear him singing along softly, his deep voice one with the rushing of the cars around you.

"So call me when the world looks bleak. I love you but it's hard to believe"

You started tapping your foot against the mat in front of your seat, guided by the catchy beat and Eret's vocals. "With every day we'll start to see. The rest is metamodernity-" you quietly joined in, resting your head on your arm laying in the open window so you could watch Eret drive while still feeling the fresh wind.

Eret's smile became a wide grin. "Dum dum dum dum," he sang the instrumental part of the song, tapping his fingers against your knuckles with each "dum" in such a playful way that you fell even more in love with him.

After a while you found it harder to keep your eyes open, the slight jolts of the car cradled you to sleep like a mother cradles her children, accompanied by the gentle circles Eret drew on the back of your hand.

You noticed dozily how Eret turned the music down and changed from a busy street to a quieter one, the bright lights of the awake city became warm street lamps dancing in front of your closed eyelids.

You didn't notice how Eret drove back, humming softly, careful to take the detour through quieter areas, and how he carefully carried you from the car back into the house and into your bed, where he lay down with you cuddled against his chest, pulled the covers over both of you, and breathed one last kiss on your forehead before he too fell into a peaceful sleep.

#mcyt writing #mcyt x reader #mcyt imagine #mcyt x you #eret mcyt #the eret #dsmp eret #eret x reader #eret x you #eret x y/n #mcyt fanfiction

[pretoriafics]

The Princess Diaries

I'm in the princess mood today because I found out that The Princess Diaries are in Disney+. Man, I love this movie SO MUCH!!! Have fun <3

You are the heir of a throne, and you just want to take a break from the monarchy. So, you are in Beacon Hills trying to taste the normal life you always wanted, but in secret! No one knows you are a Princess, but Scott finally finds out. Completely annoyed, you are writing in your diary about how this crap happened. Word count: 1.366 Pairings: Princess!Reader x Enemy!Derek; Princess!Reader x Platonic!Scott; Princess!Reader x Platonic!Stiles; Princess!Reader x Platonic!Erica; A/N: Penny is the way you calls your diary Contain: I think it's pretty fun Warnings: English is not my main language <3; Inappropriate language TEEN WOLF MASTERLIST

Dearest Penny,

I'm freaking out. You have no idea how hard to hide so many secrets from so many people! First of all: I need to be discreet not only because of all that supernatural crap I'd got into now. No one can't ever knows that a real princess is hiding in this city. I want just some peace taking a hiatus from the monarchy, and I'll not have this if everyone found out the truth about me. And, trust me, I'd been passing through a lot through those times.

First of all: Despite being trying to be constantly helpful to Scott and Derek's pack, they are suspicious as hell about me. Everyone in both packs knew I'm hiding something. Derek's bet I'm a hunter. Scott thinks I'm something else. Then, I got Lydia always talking things like 'I'm pretty sure I saw you somewhere else'. Stiles agrees with her because 'yeah, you sound pretty familiar'.

Second: I have Mr. Abbott on my back. He is the man responsible for my security in the USA, which means that, despite being far away from home, it seems like my bodyguards and all people from the royal court still think that I'm porcelain. It means that it has been pretty troublesome to keep them away from all the supernatural bullshit.

I was working as a History Teacher, not just because of my disguise, but I want to know what it's like to have an ordinary life. Contrary to my father's wishes, my car was old, and it sucked. My house? Small and single-story, and the entire security team had to stay in plain clothes, staying in neighboring houses.

But dear Penny, I'm not here to talk about my new and temporary commoner life. I'm here to talk about that, yeah, I was finally exposed.

Well, I was parking my damn old car in the parking lot when I saw something that got me in a bad mood instantly. Not too far away from my car, I saw Derek and Scott talking about something. Judging by Scott's face, they were arguing. I took my books and my notebook from the passenger's seat and walked to them.

"Hey, boys. It seems like you both are in such a friendly talk! What's wrong?"

Derek gives me a deadly glare.

"This is not of your business."

I opened my mouth dramatically, faking a happy surprise.

"You're so sweet. Actually, you're so sweet that sometimes I just want to punch you in the face."

Gosh, I hate him so. Fucking. Much.

He narrowed his green eyes for me, and Scott begins to talk.

"I got some pages of a bestiary, and we need a translation."

Derek looks at Scott.

"You will not give the pages to her."

"She's fluent in greek! And French, and Spanish..."

I smiled at him. Scott forgot about Norwegian. Considering I have cousins in the Norway monarchy, I must be able to talk their language.

"She's not trustworthy." Derek says, looking at me. I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not a fucking hunter, okay? If I was one, I'd already cut your head off."

"Derek" Scott looks at the alpha "She's our only chance."

Derek let out a long and angry sigh.

"Fine! But..." He stares at me. If his gaze would be capable of killing, I'd already fallen dead on the floor. "You'll do the translations at my loft, under my sight. If I found out you shared the translations with someone else, I'll rip your throat."

I blinked my eyes a few times, without any reaction. Okay, I was a little bit scary. He was scary. I faked a smile.

"My fear of you is completely bearable."

Derek gives his back for me and walks to his car. Then, Scott looks at me.

"He's right. It will be better if you do the translations at his loft."

My eyes got wider. It was outrageous!

"Come on, Scott! I never let you down. All this suspicious about me is ridiculous."

Scott was serious. He crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"So, what are you hiding?"

I felt my bones froze. Well, I couldn't simply tell Scott the truth. Yeah, I was taking a temporary break from the monarchy, but it doesn't mean that I can tell Scott whatever I want. I feared it could change things between both of us. I really like Scott, but if he tells someone? The entire city would know who I am, and I would have to come back to my country. Dammit!

"I'm not hiding anything, Scott."

"You can't lie to me, (Y/N). I can listen to your heartbeat."

I let out a long sigh. It was hard to hide things. Then, Scott looks at me. His expression brightened.

"Wait! I know what you're hiding."

My heart failed a beat, and my face gets pale when he took his cell phone out of his pocket. He writes something on it and, then, he looks at me, scared.

"Holy crap, I knew I already saw you! You're a fucking princess!"

Fuck.

"Shhhhh!!!" I gave him a deadly stare "Shut up!! Oh damn, I hate teenagers and their obsession for the royalty!"

As euphoric as he was surprised, Scott spoke lower now but not with less shock.

"What the hell are you doing here?! You're a teacher! And you drive an old car! And your clothes-"

"Watch your words, McCall! Watch your words!"

"It doesn't make any sense! Where your bodyguards?"

"They are in plain clothes around the school, which is ridiculous for me. I have a gun bearing, and I could kick Derek's ass if I want to. I don't need them, but you know, people are neurotic with my safety."

Scott was looking at me in shock.

"This is so crazy. Why are you here?"

"I'm taking a break from the monarchy. My dad wants me to marry a Duke because 'he is an appropriate man'." I faked my dad's voice, and then I rolled my eyes "We are pretty traditional, which sucks. But I don't wanna marry. I took a break from the monarchy and asked to stay here. You know, Beacon Hills is a low-profile city."

"Will you be, like, a queen one day?"

"Yeah buddy, I'm the heir of the throne. But don't worry, I'll invite you to my coronation."

Scott was still looking at me with widening eyes when Stiles and Erica approach us. Stiles arched his eyebrows when he saw Scott's face.

"...What's happening?"

I gave Scott a deadly glare as a silent threat to him to stay quiet. Scott looks at Stiles and Erica. Both of them are pretty suspicious.

"Uh..." Scott cleared his throat "Nothing."

Erica crosses her arms in front of her chest.

"You lie."

I rolled my eyes. On man, come on!

"I'll just translate the pages Scott found, but your alpha is an arse. I'll need to translate it while being watched by that shitbag. So, you will need to see my beautiful eyes more often."

"Well," Erica narrowed her eyes to me "Considering that you definitely are hiding something, this is not a bad idea."

I would reply to her, but I noticed Stiles looking at me. He was trying to recognize me. Dude, it was just a matter of time until Stiles remembers about me. I'm so fucked up! Erica stares at Stiles with arched eyebrows.

"Weirdo..." She said.

"Hey, Stiles" It was my turn to say something "Do you want to make a painting of me?"

"Man... I swear by God that I already saw you before. This is so weird!"

"Maybe it was in a porn."

Stiles looks at me, scared. Erica holds a laugh. Is he really believing this?

"Do you do porn?!"

"Hell, no Stiles! Do you think I look like a porn actress? Jeez!" Completely pissed off, I turn my back for them while Erica laughs. And I didn't stop talking "Stop watching those things, Stilinski. Go talk with some real girls."

I entered the school apparently calm. However, I was freaking out inside of me. I don't even want to think when Stiles finally finds out. Wish me luck, Penny! I'm in need.

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[everyhowlmarksthedead]

EARLY BIRD

Angel Reyes x Reader

Anon asked: could you write an imagine with angel Reyes in which you think he’s gonna break up with you because he’s been distant with you.

Word Count: 1.9k

Thanks to my lovely beta reader @starrynite7114 ​ ✨

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Another morning, waking up in an empty bed and the next side to yours totally cold. You snort turning your body above it, pulling your hair away from your forehead with a hand. There's any noise outside of the bedroom, the one you were supposed to share with Angel because, probably, he left the house stealthily some hours ago. You don't know what's going on. You don't know what's happening between you. And at any time you have tried to talk with him about it, he only says that everything is okay and you're just a little paranoid. You want to believe him. You really try with all your efforts, but there's a bunch of insecurities getting stuck inside your chest oppressing it, that doesn't let air through.

✉: “hey, early bird”

You haven't thought about it, grabbing your phone to know if he is still alive, leaving it on the pillow where your head is resting. Some minutes laters, when you're almost falling asleep again, the advice dings turning on the screen.

✉: “eh”

That's all. And he keeps saying that nothing has changed. For sure.

✉: “you free 2nig?”

✉: “i think so”

      “y?”

✉: “we could have a night in”

     “dinner and movie”

     “hang out for beers”

✉: “am into first”

✉: “k! 7? 8?”

✉: “8 good”

✉: “k! ily”.

✉: “back”

You know he's not going to come, but at least you try it.

When the night is about to fall down plunging Santo Padre into the darkness of the desert, you begin to set up ready in case a miracle happens. Putting the steaks you bought at pops, in the pan with some oil and salt over low heat, you leave the kitchen to change your clothes. Wearing nothing but his favorite shirt, you spread on your neck and collarbone that fruity and fresh perfume he loves the most. And picking up your hair in a ponytail, you walk barefoot back to the kitchen. It's flooded by the delicious smell of the meat cooking slowly, turning them to the other side when it's getting golden. Leaving the food in the background, you go next to the freezer checking that the cold beers are ready to be drinked. You have popcorn, candies and chocolate for later. Everything is on point, even if you don't have much faith that he's going to come.

You weren't wrong.

At half past nine you're sitting on the couch, eating the cold steak you cooked and drinking the third beer. Angel didn't answer any of your messages, nor your calls. So, after trying to contact him for almost one hour, you decided to have dinner alone.

Another night.

The desire to cry floods you with leaps and bounds, grabbing the last piece from the fork in a bad mood before leaving the dish on the table and drinking your beer till it's empty. You fall asleep on the sofa some minutes after with your eyes filled with tears.

Although the door closes silently, you open your eyes getting up, stretching once you sit up. Angel looks like shit, tired and upset with his hair made a mess. Noticing sideways that the sun is almost shining, you don't say anything when he's about to apologize. Leaving him alone with the word in his mouth. You don't even pick up dinner stuff, going back to bed and throwing away the shirt you're on to wear yours. Covering your head with the blankets, you can hear Angel's heavy steps following to the bathroom to get locked in. The water running down the shower.

A fist hitting the marble.

And finally, a weary snort when the mattress sinks a little next to you.

“I was arrested.”

No words from you. He knows you're awake. Once your eyes are opened, it's impossible for you to fall asleep again.

“I really wanted to spend last night with you, mi amor.”

Nothing.

You don't even move.

“I'm so sorry.”

You try to get up, pulling away the blankets tired of hearing bullshit. Not understanding why he just doesn't tell you it's all over, assuming he doesn't because he hates loneliness and no matter how much he despises you, that you're going to come back once and again like a beaten dog faithful to its master. He never was like that, he just changed from nothing. From being the loveliest man to a ghost in your life. Angel grabs your wrist, stopping you from leaving him alone, but you can't look at his face.

You can't fall again.

“Stay, please.”

“I needed you to stay a lot of times, and you weren't even here.”

“I'm sorry.”

“Yeah, you already said that.”

With a heavy snort being spitted by your lips, you sit on the edge of the bed rubbing your face with both hands. Getting up and holding your phone in a hand, you guide your feet to the door looking for some coffee in the kitchen, to serve it inside a big mug.

“Emily is back and I am just trying to save EZ's ass. I didn't see I was abandoning you.”

Sounds like an explanation, but you don't really care. This hole between you two isn't going to get closed with some apologies and some kisses. He's going to have to make it up to you.

Hard.

“And when I’m saying I’m sorry, it's because I'm really sorry (Y/N).” He takes three steps closer towards you, with his hands keeping down inside the pockets of his short sweatpants. “I fucking love you. Nothing and nobody could change that. I swear on my mom.”

You have a sip of your coffee, closing your eyes when he names his mother for the first time in that way.

“Listen, I got to be back at the scrapyard in four hours. But this afternoon we're gonna go to a place.”

“Which place?”

“You'll see. And I know you're gonna like it.”

“But?”

There's always a ‘but’.

“But first I have to pick up a buddy, I promise him that he could stay with us”.

“What the fuck, Angel?!”

You're drowning in coughs, leaving the cup to hit your chest with a palm.

“(Y/N), trust me, okay? You will love him.”

“You're a fucking jerk.”

“Mi amor, listen.” He grabs your forearm, stopping you. “Trust me”.

“I can't fucking trust you. Not today. Not after telling me you were fucking arrested, and now telling me you're gonna bring a ‘buddy’ to our fucking house without asking me.”

“You're gonna regret those words this afternoon.”

“Yeah, but for that, you have to be here and you're not gonna come.”

Letting go yourself, you walk away from him. You can't believe this is truly happening, getting worse as the minutes go by.

Driving through the desert, you don't know where the hell you're going, hoping he's not bringing you to Vicki's place because one of the girls needs to hide. Even if he talked to you about a guy. Angel is giving you the directions you have to take, making your blood boil whenever you ask him about it and he just smirks at you with that kind of smile you would like to punch out.

And yes, it's a surprise when you reach Grace's kennel. Frowning at him as you stop your car, you try to keep calm.

“Are you fucking kidding me? Am I a fucking joke to you, Angel?”

“What?”

“I'm not gonna fucking bring a junkie to my house!”

“We're n— We're not he—”. He can't even talk, breaking into laughs stirring on his seat. “Step out of the car, mi amor.”

“No! You know what? We're fucking done! I can't! I can't handle it!”

You're getting so nervous you don't know what you are saying. Collapsing. Exploding. But seems like the oldest Reyes doesn't give a fuck if you are on the verge of an anxiety attack, when he takes off your seat belt before grabbing the keys of your car. Angel doesn't say anything, getting out of it and walking to your side. After opening your door, he holds your hand pushing you into him. And you just let him do what he wants with you.

“You ok?” Grace asks you somewhat confused and worried, looking at your pale face. Pursing your lips, you shrug your shoulders.

Seems like you're in shock, not understanding anything that is going on around you while your boyfriend guides your steps to the backyard of the kennel. You find a big black dog lying on the ground with a plastic cone covering his head from his neck and some bandages on his paws and his tail. Tail that he begins to move full of happiness walking with some difficulties close to Angel.

“See, buddy?! I told ya I was coming back for ya'!” Your boyfriend squats towards the dog to hug him, whilst the animal is crying a little, stirring and trying to lick his face.

“What? What's that?” You point at the dog with a finger.

“I was driving on my way back home, and I saw a fuckig shithead dragging him by the paws with a bike. I was arrested because he ended up unconscious”.

Pursing your lips, you can't help but cry slightly bending over the floor and stretching a hand on air, just wanting that he can smell you to see you don't want to hurt him. The dog brings his snout closer, sniffing your fingers for some seconds taking two steps next to you. His tail starts to move again, imagine that he's also smelling Angel's scent on your clothes.

“Hey, buddy. Nice to meet you”. Using a soft and low tone, the dog shortens the distance licking your face without expecting. That makes you laugh loudly.

“I know you feel alone when I’m riding and he doesn't have a home.” Angel says, waiting for you to finish spinning the matter by yourself. “See? I knew you were gonna regret your words.”

“Ugh, shut up.” You growl, drawing a smile to your new friend with his head rested on your chest, as you caress one of his sides.

“Is he okay?” Your boyfriend asks Grace, getting up as he does, being followed by the dog.

The women nods.

“He's strong. But I'll give you some pills for pain, in case he complains. And you should change the bandages every day. Bring him back next week and I'll check him.”

“Done. How much do I own you, sweetheart?”

“Nothing. Just take him to his new home.”

“Thank you, Grace.” You say before hugging her tightly.

“Call me if you need anything, okay?” She said then, nodding at her.

“So, what's his name?” You ask Angel, walking back to the car with the dog practically glued to your legs.

“Caco”. He answers holding your hand, leaving a kiss on the back of it.

“So, I'm assuming the place where we’re going next is a pet shop, to buy him a lot of things.”

“Shit, mi amor, I got fucking horny every time you show me how smart you are.”

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[mrsmaybankhere]

Still want you - JJ MAYBANK X READER

hello loves

you can call me Den and this is my first JJ Maybank fic and god how much i enjoyed to write it!!i hope you like it and sorry for any mistakes, english is not my first language.

also i got inspired to write this by the song named “Still want you” by ZHU. I think the lyrics really match JJ in the show as well and i love it

i really wanna hear your true opinion on it or you can send me requests because i will def write them as soon as i can!!

xx

"I should be so hurt

'Cause your rejection is so obvious..."

You walk down the beach, waching the big waves and John B and JJ riding them with laughs imprinted on their stupid faces you love so much. Kie and Sarah are there as well, standing on the hot sand with their swimsuits on, so as you approach them you take off your shirt and short pants, doing the same with your pair of black Vans. You glared at your boyfriend, but he seemed like he didn't was aware of your presence yet. He was laughing, standing on the surf board and getting lost into the waves, his wet blonde hair a mess on his head. You were staring, but you just couldn't help yourself. After a year of friendship and three months of relationship, he still have the power to leave you speechless with how amazing he is.

"Stop drolling, [Y/N]" Kie says laughing and you and Sarah imediatelly laugh with her, you having a bashful smile on your pink lips as you push a piece of hair behind your ear. You fell really damn hard for JJ Maybank.

While you were talking with the girls about the turtles and saving them after the hurricane from three days ago, John B and JJ got out of the water and approached you. But you frown in surprise and confusion as you send JJ a big ass smile, excited to finally have his presence next to you and he only waved at you, walking right into the Chateau after.

"What's wrong with him?" Sarah asked with a frown and you don't know what to say. You just let your fingers into sand and looked away from their confused glares. You are just as confused as they are.

"I wish I would know too.."

"John B?" Kie says with a raising eyebrow, looking at the boy who was surprisingly silent.

He just shrug while pulling Sarah closer to his wet body.

"Hey, don't look at me like that! don't know anything."

You didn't really trusted him, but you tried to ignore the knot that is growing inside your stomach.

"It's just a JJ thing. He will come around, don't worry [Y/N]."

But how could you? How could you not worry about JJ when that's your job? Taking care of his impulsive ass.

"Damn, who pissed in JJ's bong?" Pope asked with a frown as he approached you and the Pogues laughed a bit. He was just walking out of the Chateau and JJ didn't even saw him, almost catching him between the door and the wall.

You wanted to laugh too and you tried to, but it seemed so fake.

"And I feel stupid and I cry

And I cry and I cry and I cry..."

Days later, JJ's mood became something more than that. He was avoiding you and everyone saw it. The pogues keep telling you to have no worries, that this is something he always does and it was partially true. He has days once in a while, usually after going home, when he get really moody and his temper is shorter than usual, but back then he was never cold and indifferent towards you and the Pogues. He was still your funny and warm JJ, but just a little more angry which always excited you, especially when you were alone. But now it was different and you just couldn't stay like this anymore. The knot in your stomach is so big now that you have breathing issues everytime you see him leaving the Chateau as soon as you walk in.

But today you gonna talk. You didn't care, not even another hurricane would stop you from it.

The Pogues were out on a double date, which should involve you and JJ too, but apparently you don't act like a couple anymore. You guess that was his way of telling you to fuck off, but it hurt even more than actually hearing it from him.

"Do we have any food left?" He ask as he walks into the Chateau, thinking that he's talking with John B.

"Yea, some cold pizza." You say with a stern voice and you put your arms at your chest, watching him. You can't really read his face when he saw you, but clearly it wasn't happiness. He groaned and turned around to walk out, you stopping him by grabbing his arm.

"JJ, what the fuck? Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Nah, you're pretty smart actually." He simply says and shrug while walking into the kitchen, opening the fridge and looking for that pizza you were talking about.

You can't believe how ignorant he was. It drives you insane, but you tried your best to remain calm.

"Why are you treating me like this? Like shit?"

"I'm not, that's who I am. The door is right there if you don't like it, princess."

You shut your eyes and look at him, falling apart on the inside as you still try to look calm on the outside. He wasn't seeing your face as he was still turned to the fridge, but you're sure that he knows what he's doing to you right now. Calling you "princess" wasn't a compliment or a joke as he used to. It was a insult. Reminding you that you are not one of them and you will never be.

"What? JJ...What the fuck? Why-Why are you doing this to me?" You don't even try to hide your tears as it filled your eyes, blurring your vision of him when he turned to you.

"Don't start with emotional shits now, okay? How long have we been together anyway? 3 weeks? Not a big deal." He grabbed a beer instead of any food and walked past you, but you move in front of him, not letting him go away from you again.

"Stop fucking lying and acting like this! This is not you, J...You love me and I know it. This is not you, baby. Just talk to me..." Your voice crack while you screamed with tears wetting your cheeks and chin. You realizing that he's lying to you because he was always excited to remaind you how long you made it together. And hearing that it wasn't a big deal when you gave him your virginity, broke your heart in your chest in tiny pieces that stabbed your lungs, your everything, ripping you apart on the inside.

You gasp for air, not able to control yourself anymore and he throws the beer can into the door, spilling it everywhere. His whole body was tensed, his jawline and fists clenched. This was the most of emotions he had show to you in the last week.

"You're just a kook, a spoiled daddy's girl, how can you truly know who I am? You don't know shit about me and my life, [Y/N]" He screams in your face and you're whole body is shacking in pain, but you don't take any step back. You're stunned.

"Cause you're not tellin me shit, JJ! You're not telling me anything and you fucking expect me to understand you. I may not be one of you and you will never find enough in me, but I'm trying my best for fucks sake! How can I do that when I don't even...."

You shut your mouth, watching his face as you wipped your tears away. Inside of him there was a storm that was ripping apart every piece of him because of hurting you right now. But he just can't help it. People always leave and especially when you are rich as fuck and you have a lot more opportunites than a stupid Pogue. Why woud you stay? For what?

"You don't even what?" He asks with a lower voice and you let out another sob, glaring right into his blue icy eyes as you talk.

"Maybe you're true. Maybe I don't know how you are at all."

"Yea" He just nods his head and his wet eyes followed your body as you walked out of the Chateau, your hand covering your mouth to shut down the scream that you need to let it out.

You got into your car and you let your head on the steering wheel as you cry in silence, hearing the waves and the loud rock music that was coming from the Chateau.

How could you be this stupid? You really did believe that things will work out for you, you got along so well and you put your whole heart on the table. For him to just throw the fucking table away.

"But then I tell myself that it will be okay

But it's not true, I still want you..."

You forgot how going out felt like.

After almost a month of not leaving your house at all, you finally accepted to go to the beach party tonight. But you didn't wanted to go with Kie and Sarah since you know they will hang out with JJ as well, so you just went with the Kooks, some of your girl friends from high school.

You keeping telling yourself that you will be fine to see him again. That you have to show him how okay you are after he broke your stupid heart. But finally seeing him at the bonfire caught you off guards and your eyes became wet. You can feel his glare on you and when you finally have the courage to make eye contact with him, you need all the strength you find in yourself to keep your calm.

He looked just as bad as you, but he was still breathtakingly handsome. Even with dark circle around his eyes, a little beard growing and bloodshot tired eyes. He wasn't joking or laughing with the others, he wasn't flirting with the Tourons around him. He wasn't JJ and you weren't yourself. You couldn't be without each other and when he sent you a little sad smile you know he realized it too.

It's weird that after breaking your heart and calling you out without even a damn reason, you still find yourself wanting him. Your body and your heart still ache for him and his touch.

"Lately, I've been thinking about

All the things that we've been through... "

You got up from Jessica to go to fill your cup again. Drinking makes you feel a little better and this month you really took advantage of that, drowing the memories and feelings with fancy wines and champagnes, not even trying to hide that from your father.

You almost scream when a firmly hand is placed on your mouth and pull you more into the woods. You know who this is without turning around.

"You scared the shit outta me...Stop doing that" You talk like you were cool again and you both realized that, your uncomfortable smiles showing it. He scratch the back of his neck as he put a few meters between you two. You felt that right into your heart, but he was just doing it because he know that he's not really able to control himself around you.

"How are you?" He asks and you roll your eyes.

"This is what we gonna have now? Small talks?"

"I just wanna know if you are doing well, [Y/N]."

You want to say yes. But he raise his eyebrows at you, watching you with his clear eyes. Their color is darker now because the weak light only coming from the moon, but you know his features way too well. You used to admire and analyze him every morning when you woke up first on the couch at the Chateau. That became JJ's room and then you and JJ's room. You didn't have much, but you were beyond happy.

"No, J. I'm not."

"Lately, I regret all the fucked up

Things that I've put you throug..."

He is looking like he's thinking really hard at something and you give him some time. You both remaining quiet for some moments, still hearing music, laughs and screams from the beach party.

"[Y/N] I'm sorry for everything I said to you. I had to. But...I-I don't think I can go on without you there, princess."

You shut your eyes at the nickname. He used it again and this time it wasn't a insult like the last time.

"Why-Why did you do it?"

He hesitated, but your wet eyes are locking with his and he knows that he can't get away with it anymore.

"Your father talked to me. He told me that if I keep the relationship with you, you won't be going to college. That he will get you out in the street." You can see the pain on his face as your own changed from the pain of hearing that.

Your own father did that...

You thought about ending your life and all of that because your father.

You let out a loud sob as you ran into his strong warm arms, him quickly grabbing you. He's holding your face at the crook of his neck as you keep crying and screaming that you can't believe that.

"I couldn't destroy your future. You wanna go to the college. I don't-...I can't ruin that for you."

You bit on your lip as tears fall on the hot skin of his neck. You close your eyes, slowly being calmed down by his presence, by the warmth of his body and his touches on your skin. You lift your head and he leans his head closer to yours, your foreheads pressed together as you whispered with your eyes now open and partially dry.

"I guess you will have a rommate at the Chateau. If that's okay..."

"W-what?"

"Still tryna learn to be personal

Still uncomfortable being me

Still tryna learn to be vulnerable..."

"Yea, if that's okay...You're more important than a stupid college, JJ."

His warms wraps around your waist, keeping you close to him and locking your eyes together. You gently touch his dark circle with the tip of your fingers and you slowly and softly kiss them, your hands running through his hair.

"I don't wanna ruin your future, [Y/N]..Mine is ruined. If I would do that to yours, I wouldn't be able to ever forgive myself."

"You won't, baby stop saying that. What if-What if I will work at The Wreck? Kie won't mind that."

He looked away for a few short moments and then softly kiss the top of your freckled nose.

"We will see that, sweet thing." A smile is slowly playing on his plump lips and you want so bad to kiss him right now, but there's still is one important thing.

"But you have to talk to me, JJ. We-...We can't have a relationship when we aren't open up to each other."

"I hate being-...Being vulnerable and emotional."

You whisper "i know" but you can't keep your smile for yourself only. You look at him with pure adoration and love.

"But I swear I will try for you."

Your heart and legs melt at his words and you pull him to your lips but he talks again, barely touching your lips with his.

"I would give you all I have, [Y/N]. All just to see you happy."

You bring him into the kiss, your tongue quickly meeting his and as you slowly tasted each other, the knot in your stomach is long gone. You smile into the kiss because you know that he would really do anything for your happiness and he just proved that by breaking his own heart to hurt you.

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[zuffer-weird-girl]

"You wanna know something? Overhaul?" Shigaraki spoke on a calm and dark tone... as if he hadn't just cutted his arm off and just literally spoke that he had taken everthing he had worked so hard for.

"Now that you don't have literally a thumb to suck on... I wondered if is a mercy act to let you live. But now I know that it wasn't just the yakusa you value. No no..." he snapped his finger and the raven haired villain along with the masked man brought the only person he didn't wanted to be involved on this mess.

"(Y/n)..!" He spoke your name in horror, your eyes were wide open and you were a mess... dirty even, but he could let that aside. Those dirty villains had their hands on his angel...

"After many researches... i discovered that for a long time now you gave yourself a headache to keep that pretty thing out of the danger line... and also how much you want to make them... not feel something harsh as a resume... But I wonder..." he crouched down and grabbed Chisaki by his scalp... without hands or arms he couldn't do nothing but to glare at him as the hives started to make an appearance on his pale skin.

"What would you be like if they simply..." in one instant blue fire errupted from the turquoise eyed man and the obly sounds he could hear were your screams of absolutely pain.

Half of your face and upper part of your torso were burned as you shouted, begged for help... and he couldn't do nothing. Absolutely nothing but watch.

He shouted profanities at Shigaraki, promising of killing him... before being snatched by the man's hand and forced to look back at red orbs.

"You really think you can do something?! Like THIS?!" He laughed out loud, his laughter echoing along with your cries "You first was abandoned in the streets like a dog, then dissapointed the person who cared enough to raise you! Now the "love of your life" is about to die!"

He widened his golden eyes in horror... how.. how did he know of those-?

"And you. Chisaki Kai." He growled with that sadistic and psycotic look on his face "Were and always will be useless. To the Hassaikai and to (Y/n)... take a look even." He harshly made his head turn to look at you in the ground extending one hand at him with tears on the good side of your face.

You tried to call his name but Compress had grabbed a metal bar from the van and pierced your body with it... Blood splashing on the ground.

His chest tightened, the air of his lungs were lost, he couldn't do nothing but-

~

He gasped, joilting awake from his bed... gripping the sheets with both his prosthetics he breathed in and out desperately to try to catch some of oxygen.

Sweat clinging to his forehead and whole body made him want to vomit... the smell was terrible. The events of his nightmare replaying on his head as he desperately looked at his side, only to be comforted at seing your angelic persona laying there... sleeping.

Safe. Unharmed.

He sighed, slowly lifting himself up to take a shower. Sleep seemed like a terrible idea, and he needed to get rid of the filth on his body... his hives were driving him crazy and he couldn't scratch them with his metal jand without getting harmed by it.

The hot and quick shower did something to calm his body... but not his nerves. He couldn't get back on the bed. He couldn't bare to face you... not after everthing he did.

He made his way to the small living room of the apartment he now lived... the most far away from the media and heroes you and him could manage it to go and afford... He surely had ruined your life.. to a life of luxury on the yakusa to some small apartment on this loud and dirty street where teenagers couldn't get the message that others wanted to sleep, not to listen their terrible songs.

Sitting on the couch with a tired sigh, he rested his prothetic arms on his knees and brought his interviewed metal hands to rest his forehead on it... You had gotten to him after practically begging to a friend of yours...

~

"I'm not helping a cruel and wanted villain to have arms (Y/n)!" A female vouce echoed on the apartment as he listened from the couch, bandages still on what was left on his arms as you tried to make a deal.

"Please Neruko!" You whimpered "I will pay you back as soon as I-"

"Is not about that! (Y/n) I owe you, and you are a good person!" She pointed angrily at him as he glared back at her "But this man deserved every single beating that green haired kid gave to him!"

"Neruko... you don't know him like I do. Please.." you sighed with furrowed eyebrows "just two prosthetic arms and hands. Is all I ask.."

She furrowed her eyebrows at you before scoffing and storming her way out, only stopping at the apartment door to spoke.

"Next week some mailman will deliver here... But I want nothing to do with this. And I never want to hear of you or your fucked boyfriend ever again."

He went to take a step towards to give her a piece of his mind, but you stopped him with that gentle hand on his shoulder and smile.

~

It had been almost one or two months after that... it took him two weeks to adjyst to this new method of handling things... without his quirk.

His emotions were out of the control. Due to not knowing the force of those prothestic he accidentally broke a mug when he went to grab for some tea, he could only remember one eye twitch of his before seing red... destroying half of the small kitchen. You came back that day to see him cleaning furiously the whole apartment... and he refused to spare one single word about it.

That was until he noticed the mug he had broken was a present that Pops had gave it to you... his heart seemed to stop as you had recognized the cracks and almost teared up.

He apologized? No. He only could stare at you helping him clean and organize the kitchen again... he couldn't say a word about it. After all, since the incident he had been more quiet than he ever was.

His eyes burned at the memories filling his mind... the nightmares keeping him awake most of the nights, the memory of the last expression Pops gave to him before he put him on a coma, your face when you discovered what he had done and when you cound him on the street armless... losing everthing... in one single day. Due to some heroes, brats and one partership he would regret for the rest of his life.

... how didn't you leave him yet? Leave him like all of them did...?

His shoulders trembled as he cringed his teeth together, disgusted at his own wish to wanting to cry. He couldn't. He was in no place to cry.... yet the frustation, hurt and depression was just too much.

"Kai?" Your soft voice on the dark made him joilt his head up, it was dark until you had turned on the switch. Soft yet tired expression plastered on your face as you slowly aproached him.

"Something wrong?" You asked softly as you sitted at his side, muffling an yawn as he adverted his eyes away from you as he picked a handkerchief on the coffee table to quickly wipe his eyes... in case of hints of the salty frops of tears that could had formed.

"Go back to sleep. I'm fine." He said nonchantly... but soon tensed at feeling your arms wrapping around his shoulders.

"You always tell me I'm horrible at lying... guess is my turn to say it." You whispered and he almost, almost broke... but he remained stiff and concentrated his gaze on the coffee table.

"Just a bad dream. You can go back to bed, I don't think I will be able to-"

"You want to talk about it?" Your hands started to rub soothing curcles on his shoulders blades as he subsconciously leaned on you, resting his head on the crook of your neck.

"...no.. Everything but... that." He slapped himself mentally for sounding so weak as you hummed.

"You want me to do anything? I lost sleep, I will be here with you." He furrowed his eyebrows at that while you felt a wetness on the bare skin of your neck.

"Just this is fine..." he mumbled. You were worried of course, but it wasn't new for Chisaki to remain with a stoic expression even if rivers of tears were escaping his golden eyes... You could only assumed that to the feeling of his tears hitting your neck since he would never let you see his face on his most vulnerable moments... almost never.

"I owe you an apology..." he mumbled after some time and you got confused.

"If it is about the mug its been almlst three weeks Kai." You giggled in hopes to set the mood up... yeah, you failed.

"For everything." He mumbled, eyes finally blinking and letting the tears fall "I ruined not only the rest of Pops life... but I ruined yours as well. I wouldn't judge neither run after you if you decided to leave."

"Why would I leave..?" You asked almost hurt immediately. You felt him sigh before letting one sad chuckle out as he finally let himself get up and wrap his arms around you, chin rwsted now on your shoulders as he burried his face on your neck.

"You're too good for this sick world and for your own good..." he mumbled as you hugged him back worriedly, carresing his hair when you notice that he was trembling for a bit.

Despite him not deserving it... he had an angel by his side. And he would be dammed if he let that pretty thing on his arms to go now... after all, you were the only one holding his ground and preventing that he would completely break.

#bnha #bnha villains #bnha characters #bnha x reader #bnha imagine #chisaki kai x reader #overhaul x reader #chisaki kai #overhaul #fanfic overhaul #my writing #zuffer writings

[sunnyie-eve]

3 | Nest Of Souls

Series: Supernatural Squad | Benny Weir

Word count: 3.2k

A/N: ~ means POV changes

"Good luck cleaning up this before your folks get home." Sarah says as we walk through the house looking at the mess. Ethan says it's nothing which he's not entirely wrong because they've made bigger messes in the past. Sarah explains that she has to get going and hopefully can make it to Jesse's before midnight. "Sadie, you wanna come?" She asks, opening the door. "Yeah, guys just stay inside where it's safe." I tell them following Sarah and they nod their heads as I shut the door.

"So is there like something going on between you and Benny?" Sarah laughs as we walk. "No, why do you say that?" I ask her. "Just seems like you two have something going on." I shake my head, "Nope nothing. I don't even like him like that and haven't thought about liking him like that." I explain to her. "Why not?" She asks as a car pulls up to us. "Excuse me ladies, can you tell us where the vampire party's at?" Ethan leans out the window making me laugh as Sarah talks to him.

Ethan gets out to sit in the back with me while Benny slid over for Sarah to drive. "So you're a witch?" Ethan says breaking the silence in the car. "Tada... Remember how I went to go visit my mom over the summer?" He nods his head and so does Benny, turning to look back at me. "Well I only went so she could teach me things my dad can't teach me. She almost made me stay for the whole school year too because at first I didn't try hard. Hearing that made me kick myself in the ass so I could come back home." I explain to them as Sarah tells us we are getting closer.

When we pull up to the party Sarah and me get out, "Okay, you guys stay in the car, got it?" Sarah tells them through the window. "No way." Ethan protests. "Just stay." She tells them. "We'll be back as soon as we can with Erica and Rory, okay?" I say leaning down to look at them.

"Come on! We can-" Ethan got cut off by Sarah hissing at him, "Got it!" He said, clearly frightened. Sarah and I look at Benny, "I actually wanted to stay in the car so that works for me." I nod my head at them before following Sarah.

When we get closer to the door Sarah tells me to look for Rory then find her with Erica so we can leave fast. "Got it, don't worry I don't wanna be here too long." I nod my head as we get inside looking around then spot Erica so we go over to her.

"Well, look who finally decided to show. I guess Wes talked some sense into the both of you, huh?" Gord smirks at us. "We had a real heart to heart." Sarah tells him before saying she wants to talk to Erica alone. "I'm going to find Rory." I say walking off to find him.

As I walk around the house a few people eye me making me nervous and wishing to find Rory fast. "You look a little lost." An older guy walks up to me. "I'm just looking for my friend." I laugh as his friends join us. "Excuse me." I turn around bumping into someone.

"Sadie you made it." Jesse smiles down at me. "Of course, I wouldn't want to miss it." I laugh as Gord eyes me. "Umm, Sarah is over there." I point him in her direction so I can go find Rory. "Great, let's go get her." He grabs my arm, making me try to stay here. "First thing first... How do you know about me?" I ask him, making him chuckle. "Witches have a sweeter scent than most humans, and I knew your past relatives." He drags me.

When we get to Sarah she shakes her head as he lets go of my arm to wrap his arm around her shoulder having a conversation with her. "Watch her." He tells Gord before taking off with Sarah. "I'm going to go get a drink. Don't worry, I'm not going to leave." I tell him walking towards the punch.

~

"We can't go without Sarah, especially Sadie." Ethan tells Benny as they found Rory. "I understand the Sadie part but do the words stay in the car ring a bell cause they do with me. A loud one." Benny explains as Ethan looks back to see the girls with Jesse. "Look. There they are."

"Yeah, with McScary. You know, they look busy doing stuff that doesn't really concern us non-undead types, you know what I'm saying? As for Sadie, she can take care of her witchy self. I believe in her." Benny says backing away from the house. "I wanna know what they're up to."

As the three of them head inside Benny tells Ethan to wait so he can go get Sadie. He grabs her by the wrist making her jump but calm down as she sees who it was. "What the hell are you doing out of the car?" She smacks his arm with her free hand. "We got Rory. Now Ethan wants to see what Jesse's up to so let's go." He drags her behind them up the stairs.

~

"Be patient." We hear Jesse, "In a few short days we will have our revenge and more,. The people he was talking to cheered, "We will have this whole town," He continued, "The prophecy can't be fulfilled until we meet our target: 219, soul for soul."

"Lame," Rory said, "Where's the band?" Benny and I shushed him, he kept trying to talk but we kept shushing him. "It'll be an incredible night," Jesse carried on, "Like something out of a movie,"

"Movie-schmovie," Rory said again, "The Rorster needs food," This time, Benny put his hand over Rory's mouth to keep him quiet. "Enough talk," said Jesse, "We're all hungry, the moon is full, let's eat," The people around him cheered as Benny, Rory, Ethan, and I rushed downstairs. "Can you three rush faster?" I whisper yell behind them.

When we get downstairs they try the door but it won't open. "It's locked. Sadie and you unlock it?" Ethan asks me so I try and nothing works. "Welp, I tried." I say as we turn to be stopped by Gord. "Where are you girls going? Sadie, didn't you say you weren't leaving? You're just in time for dinner." He asks us and I sigh as Benny pushes me behind him.

"Sweet, what's on the menu?" Rory asks and we all just look at him. "Us! Rory, the menu's us!" Ethan tells him surprised at how dumb he was. "Oh." I shake my head at him before Jesse walks in with Sarah. "Don't they look delicious. Sadie, do you really want to be on that side? Come on over here." Jesse says with a smile across his face. Benny grabs my hand making sure I stay where I was next to them.

"No, not them. I know these kids! I'm babysitting them!" Sarah tells him. "I'm sorry... Wait, you still need a babysitter?" Jesse turns to us causing everyone to chuckle. "No, no. He needs a babysitter." Benny explains as him, me, and Rory point at Ethan. "So why exactly do you need a babysitter?" Gord asks Ethan, making him say no one here needs one. "Just cause he's a vampire does he have to be such a dorkwad? Seriously." Benny says making me hit him as Gord hisses at him coming towards us. Jesse jumps in to hold him back as Benny backs away pulling me with him.

"Initiations will follow tradition. Fledglings drink first," A vampire behind us tries to push me forward, but Jesse tells him not me so he pushes Rory towards Sarah, "Hear his heart pumping?" Jesse asked her. "It's the beat of a whole new world waiting for you, one where you'll never die, never grow old, one bite and it's yours."

Sarah looked at Rory and stepped forwards, Ethan held his hand out to stop her from biting him and it looked like he was having another vision. Erica pushed Ethan and Sarah out of the way, "I will do it!" She stated, smiling at Rory. Sarah pleaded for her not to and so did I, but she grabbed Rory anyway and bit his neck, causing them to fall to the floor.

Sarah pulled two bits of sharp wood from a chair near her and held them as stakes, "Back off, I mean it!" She growled, as Benny, Ethan, and I got behind her. "Sarah," Jesse said, "Seriously, where can you go?" We moved backwards towards the door. Ethan and Benny pushed over a bowl of punch on their way and threw a lamp into it, so that vampires that tried to chase them got electrocuted.

I tried unlocking the door again and this time it worked, "GUYS!" I yell running ahead of them. "We're dead, we're so dead!" Benny yells as they catch up to me. "It's okay, we've just gotta find Sarah." Ethan said as we ran to the wall. "She's abandoned us! Are you kidding me?" Benny shouted as we climbed over the wall to see her.

Vampires surround us and the guys pull out tanning bed lights as lightsabers acting like bigger nerds as we try getting to the car. "We're harnessing the force-of sunlight," Ethan grinned. Benny was about to talk but I cut him off, saying, "It's actually ultraviolet radiation in the spectrum-similar to the sun." I explain as they keep me between them cause I had nothing. "I love when a girl knows science." Benny smiles at me. "You know it's my best subject. Okay, now can we run to the car?" I ask as we get closer to it, so we hop in the car driving away quickly.

When we get back to Ethan's I make sure to unlock his door so he can get in and out before heading home. Then the next day after school while we were leaving Rory approached us, "Guys Wazzzzuuuup?!" He greeted us. "Rory." I smile to see that he wasn't dead dead but had a feeling he was a vamp now. "Rory, we thought you were dead." Ethan says. "All I know is I woke up the morning after the party feeling awesome. No asthma, I don't need my glasses, and I barely have to sleep anymore. The only problem's the sun. Kind of annoying." He says confirming what I thought.

"You're a fledgling too?" Benny asks him. "Heck no. I'm rocking the full on vampire action dude, the big V! Can I get a what what?" Rory puts his hand up. "What? You drank human blood?" Ethan asks him. "They said if I didn't, I'd die. All the other kids were doing it."

"Rory, that's called peer pressure." I laugh, making Benny backhand me. "Do you have any idea what you've done to yourself?" Benny sighs worried about Rory. "I'm immortal and an all powerful dude. Ka-chow!" He says before a group of vampires show up in the distance. "Sorry, I gotta go to church. Jesse says we have to. He's so bossy. He's all blah, blah, the prophecy, and blah, blah, you must find the Cuban animals." Rory says, making us repeat the last part. "Anyway, we'll hang out later, or fang out. Zing." He shows us his fangs.

"Come on. Grab your backpack. Yow two and I are going to church." Ethan tells us heading off before us. "What?" Benny and I say at the same time before looking at each other. "You know, I never thought my life would get more weird after finding out I was a witch when I turned eleven." I hold my bag closer to me. "Wait, you knew that long?" He asks.

While Ethan went to go look for the vamps, Benny and I headed inside the church because he wanted to get some holy water. "Benny, we don't need that much." I whisper yell at him. "Yes, we do." He continues filling the glass. "Benny, the Priest." I tap on his shoulder. "It's for my Aunt Sassy." I cringe at the name he makes up. "She couldn't get to mass. She's got the Belgian Pig Flu, and stuff, and Ebola." He continues to ramble on. "Anyways, we gotta go. Keep the faith." I laugh, grabbing his hand and pulling him out. "You are ridiculous." I continue to drag him outside. "I panicked."

The three of us hide behind a grave and lean on our stomachs as we watched the vampires dig. "Look at them," Benny scoffed, "Hoodies and sunglasses, nice look if you're a-" He stops as Sarah shows up. "Hey," Sarah said, joining us behind the gravestone jumped a little.

"What're you doing here?" I ask her. "Same as you, I'm following them! I just wish I knew what they were up to," She said, seeming frustrated. "Well, according to Rory, they're after the Cuban animals." Benny laughed and shook his head. "Cuban animals'? You mean cubile animus?" Sarah sighed, "I've heard Jesse mention it before, I think it's Latin or something," I try to remember what it means.

"If I translated it right it means nest of souls." I look at her. "When did you learn latin? Sadie is right though, I googled it." Benny says. "My mom and yo-," I stop since his grandma hasn't told him yet.

"219," Ethan muttered, "I think I just saw it," The three of us looked over at him confused. "This little box with weird carvings on it," Benny raised his eyebrows. "Box?" Sarah said, "Like that one," She pointed to a girl who was passing a little marked box to a vampire near her.

"The cubile animus." Ethan says. "Great, Nest of souls. How long till something hatches?" Benny looks back at us. "We have to stop then." watch them closely. "Hah, we got a fresh supply of anti-vampire juice!" Benny moves the container with the holy water splashing it on Sarah making her yell.

As we run into the nearby neighborhood Sarah asks Ethan about his visions. "I think it happens when we touch." Ethan reaches for her hand. "Can't blame a player for trying, but maybe I'd get visions too." Benny reaches for Sarah but Ethan smacks him away. "Yeah, you don't Benny." I laugh, making him ask how do I know that. "Because I know things you two don't. Other than Ethan, I get them too. That's how I knew Jesse was one when I first bumped into him."

"So not only are you a witch you get visions like Ethan too? Why am I lame?" He asks Ethan, who says they aren't visions before asking if Jesse ever told Sarah the prophecy. "I'm just a fledgling remember. He'd only tell a real vampire." She explains making Benny say none of them are dumb to tell us. "Actually, one of them is... and you have his number." I nudge Benny's shoulder. He smiles pulling out his phone to call Rory.

---

When we get to our houses Benny begs me to come over. "Why?" I ask as Ethan goes into his house as we stand outside. "I wanna know more about your cool side." He whines. "My cool side... In that case, nope. See you later." I walk towards my house but he follows me. "Benny, good to see you." My dad says as Benny trails behind me. "Hey, Chris." Benny smiles at him. "He's only here because he wants to know about my cool side he calls it." I explain walking towards the kitchen.

"Does he not?" My dad asks me because he knew about the guys too. "Not yet. Loser, I'm going to my room." I say and he runs past me. "So do something cool or try to have a vision." He jumps onto my bed. "Benny, if you only want to hang out with me because of my abilities... Go home." I laugh turning on my computer. "That's not the only reason. I like normal you too."

I shake my head, "Verum nisi veritate mendacium non revelaret." He tilts his head confused, "What did you just say?" I laugh at him. "Now why are you here not including my magic?" I ask him, crossing my arms. "I like hanging out with you because lately I like being around you. Why did I just say that?" He puts his hand over his mouth. "I said a spell that makes you only tell the truth. Prior Incantatio." I say so the spell is gone. "Now what?" He keeps his hand on his mouth. "I undid it so now you can lie again."

"Great so now I can keep saying you're cute." He laughs as I throw something at him. "You're terrible, Benny." I take a seat at my desk. "You don't really think that I think you are ugly right?" He walks up behind me. "Of course I don't but there's times you joke about it a lot so." I log into my computer. "Key word joke, Sadie. No way do I think you're ugly. I'm not blind you know. I just don't say it because I don't want to make our friendship weird." I look over at him, "I get what you mean... Now let's just play a game."

Both me and Benny ended up playing one of our favorite video games for a few hours. "Hey guys! Can you invite me in? I don't wanna the same pain I just had at Ethan's." Rory says outside my window. "Wait, you promise no blood sucking?" Benny stops me from saying come in. "As I told Ethan, my mouth on your neck? Maybe Sadie but not you guys." Rory says, making me laugh as Benny's face shows shock. "Of course you can come in Rory."

"He just said he would suck your blood!" Benny shouts. "He won't really do it though. Watch." I walk over to Rory putting my hair to one side showing him my neck. "Tempting, but Sadie is my friend. I wouldn't actually bite her. You would make a smoking hot vampire." Rory nods his head, making me laugh and Benny rolls his eyes.

~

Benny didn't understand why lately he's been thinking about Sadie more than he should. Like he was confused why her saying she wanted to go to the party, even after knowing about the vampire thing, bugged him deep down. Then with Ethan always saying that he maybe likes Sadie made him question himself everytime he thinks or sees her. It also didn't help after finding out she was a witch because he found it hot she could do that kind of stuff.

He hated thinking about one of his best friends that way. It just wasn't right to think that or get jealous when either a vamp or Rory flirted with her. Yet he couldn't help it no matter how much he tells himself he doesn't care or like her. Early when she did the truth spell he had to cover his mouth scared something might slip.

#my babysitters a vampire #mbav ethan #mbav benny #mbav erica #mbav rory #mbav sarah #ethan morgan #benny weir #rory keaner #sarah fox #erica reyes

[timeaftertime-chriscornellfanfic]

Chapter 35 - What Have You Done My Little Spark?

Seattle Washington, July 12 1990

(Chris is 25, Andi is 20)

CHRIS: I wake up in the middle of the night, my eyes quickly flicking open, feeling my heart pounding. It's been a while since I've had a dream that woke me up like this and the crazy thing is, I can't even remember what the dream was about.

I sit myself up and glance over to see Andi sleeping so sweetly, the sheet pulled up to her ribs with her side exposed, her curls all around her with some strewn across her face. She looks completely at peace, her bare chest gently rising and falling with  the perfect view of her nipples that make me want to wake her up and make love to her again.

Instead I decide to get out of bed, grab my boxers from the floor, pull them on, and quietly make my way out of the bedroom.

"Fuck, it's so damn hot in this house," I say quietly to myself.

We're right in the middle of a heatwave and of course we don't have air conditioning - not that we would be able to afford it right now anyways. I mean we're not broke but the European leg of the tour really took a lot of money out of us so we have to resort back to that beat up old van for the next round of tour dates. I was beginning to like having a bus for a little while but hey, at least when I get bored on the road, I'm usually the one to drive us. I just feel bad for Andi cause now she has to share a van with 4 guys. Not that she would mind, she seems to love it out on the road and I absolutely love having her with me. She's the one who keeps me sane.

I head into the kitchen, grab my pack of cigarettes off the counter and light one up, then open up the fridge and grab a bottle of water, and decide to head downstairs into the little studio that I set up in the basement. It's not exactly high tech or anything, just our guitars and amps and I was able to pick up an old reel to reel tape machine from London Bridge Studios - where we recorded Louder Than Love. It was one of their old machines that they just didn't use anymore and so I just bought it real cheap.

I take a seat in one of the large reading chairs we have down here, place the cigarette between my lips and pick up one of my acoustic guitars. I grab one of the journals that I have off the desk and start to flip through the pages of ideas and lyrics that I've written down. Usually when I have a hard time sleeping, I'll try and see if I can get some words and ideas down.

As I quint my eyes from the rising smoke, I flip though the journal I suddenly realize it's Andi's which makes me smile at some of her ideas. She really can come up with some great stuff so I grab a pen and start writing in some of the margins.

"I'm your disappearing one, vanish when you play your song. But I will come again and you will let me in, and you'll see I never disappear for long... Huh... shit, baby that's good..." I say to myself as I rest the cigarette on the ashtray and write something just above it.

'Falling apart, You tell yourself you are, but I am here and you're not far...’

I smirk to myself and continue on turning pages when I reach a page towards the back that had been stuffed inside the cover. Intrigued, I pull out the folded paper and open it to see a letter from Andy, dated January 25 1990

"I don't have any Idea why I'm even writing this down but you were always the one to tell me that I should. You know me though, I like to just fly by the top of my head I guess. Fuck there's so much that I want to say to you, it's just how do I even say it? I know I shouldn't. I should keep it to myself. 'I wanna tell her that I love her but does it really matter?' Yea, I know... it sounds much better in Crown of Thorns don't you think?

All I know is that night in the park by The Moore... that was the most amazing kiss I've ever had in my life. I mean, I knew I was feeling something. You, the birthday girl in all your sadness. I just wanted to take that away for just a few moments like you always did for me.

I know, I know... it's not exactly the best timing for this is it? If only I was the one who could time slip, maybe things would be different. But you were meant for Cornell and I know in my deepest of hearts that he was meant for you. I mean just watching how he is with you... you woke up something inside him that I didn't think anyone would see. But of course he's loved you since he was what - 15? You are for Chris as what I wish Xana was for me. You know I love Xana, I always will, but I just think we aren't right for each other anymore.

Really what I'm trying to say here is that I love you Andrea, more than just a friend. I always have. But I know you are meant to be with Chris and that's ok. Like I said, you two are really meant for each other. I know you two are gonna get married and have lots and lots of beautiful blue eyed babies and I just want you to know that I'm here if you need me. 'Cause I know I sure need you."

As I finish reading the last line, a rush of different feelings all seemed to flood in me at once. Anger, pain, confusion among others. What the hell did he mean about 'that night in the park'?

"Hey baby," I hear Andi's sleepy voice behind me and I turn to see her in one of my button up shirts, her dark curls all around her as she rubs her eye from sleep.

"Hey," I say flatly as I pick up the cigarette burning in the ashtray and take a drag.

"Can't sleep?" She asks and I shrug as I take another drag.

"If you come back to bed, I can help with that," She says sweetly as she comes up behind me and wraps her arms around me, her hands moving over my chest as she places a few kisses on my shoulder. I take one last drag of my cigarette, then butt in out in the ashtray but still say nothing

"What's wrong? Why are you so quiet?" She asks.

"I thought maybe you would want to explain this," I say without much emotion again as I show her the letter I found. She glances at the paper and slowly takes it from my hand while I move out of the chair. She looks it over, pushing her curls behind her ear.

"Where'd you find this?" She asks, furrowing her brow as she still reads the letter.

"Stuffed in the back of your journal," I say coldly as I set the guitar back down on it's stand. I turn back to face her as I see her still reading the letter and wait for an explanation.

"I don't know what you want me to explain, it's just a letter that Andy wrote - "

"What does he mean about 'that night in the park'? What park? When?" I cut her off. She hesitates for a moment and looks back down at the letter.

"Chris... it wasn't anything, It was when I time slipped when we were in Germany. After that fight we had remember?"

"Yea I remember. But what the fuck happened? Did you fuck him?" I say angered and hurt, feeling my heart pounding in my chest again.

"No! No, fuck no - "

"Then what does he mean?" I cut her off again. She glances back at the letter and then looks up at me, her brow furrowing as she tries to find the words.

"I just - "

"You just what?" I cut her off again my voice now louder than before.

"-Ok! I'm trying to tell you alright?" She raises her voice back at me. We then look at each other in silence for a few moments and then she begins to explain.

"... there wasn't anyway that I could tell him what was going to happen. As much as I wanted to, I just couldn't. You and I just had that fight and I was so upset, and seeing him just made me miss him so much. Being able to talk to him and laugh like nothing had happened... it hurts. I was just so sad because he was right there in front of me and I couldn't bring you with me to see him alive again. Like nothing had ever happened and... I don't know it just happened. He kissed me. It was innocent... nothing else happened I swear,"

I could see the tears that she held at bay, explaining to me how she actually was able to go back and see Andy again. I wasn't exactly sure how to feel about it.

"He says he's in love with you in that letter... were you in love with him too?" I ask not sure if I want to hear the answer. She drops the letter on the chair and walks over to me, looking up into my eyes.

"No Chris. My heart is yours. I swear I could never love anyone else as much as I love you," She says and I reach out to cup her face in my palm. Sometimes I forget just how hard it is on her to travel back in time and see the people who have long gone in her life - our life - and to come back and know that they are no longer here.

I lean down and touch my forehead to hers as she moves her hands up over my abs and to my chest.

"Why didn't you just tell me?" I ask calmly.

"I didn't want to make you upset. I didn't want you angry with him... or me," She says.

"I'm not angry, I'm just... I don't know," I say.

I wanted to stay angry. I wanted to stay hurt but she always has a way of making me want her, even when I'm pissed off at her. I suddenly find my lips on hers, my hands on her hips pulling her closer to me, moving around and feeling her ass cheeks through the bottom of my black button up shirt she threw on.

"You should've told me," I repeat softly when I break away from her lips.

"I know," She says sweetly and presses her lips back to mine, her fingers finding their way through my curls, pulling me into her. My hands move up under her shirt, feeling the softness of her pale skin, skipping across her back as she sighs against my lips.

Holy fuck I want her so fucking bad.

"If you come back to bed... I promise... I'll make it up to you," She says in between her kisses. I moan against her lips as she moves her hand down to the front of my boxers, palming me through the thin fabric which almost instantly sprang me to life. She pulls away and bites her bottom lip, raising her eyebrow at me and turns to make her way towards the stairs and as I watch her walk away, admiring that cute ass of hers, she looks back at me stopping at the first step.

"You coming?"

"I will be," I raise my eyebrow back at her and run towards her. She squeals with laughter as I chase her up the stairs, catching her, and carrying her the rest of the way.

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EZEKIEL ‘EZ’ REYES x READER ⨟ PROMPT

Anon asked: Hello! Hope you are doing good. I was wondering if you could do 74 with Ez in which the reader had a really bad experience with motocycles and she is terrified of them. Thank you💚💚 you are amazing!

Prompts:

74. “Teach me to drive”.

Word Count: 570

Author comments: This work wasn't re-edited, so I'm sorry if you find grammar mistakes! I hope you all enjoy. Gif credits: @macherierps

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“Ezekiel, no”.

“Put the helmet on”.

“I sa—”.

“The helmet”.

“I'm gonna fall down!”

“No, you will not”.

“Okay… Fine! Teach me to drive”.

You have one last look of Taza, Bishop and Angel on the porch of the ranch. The Apache gave your boyfriend an old bike to practice. To teach you how to drive, so you can ride together. But you hate the idea. When you were sixteen you had an accident, and of course you're afraid of having another one, even if it happened a lot of years ago.

“Do you want me to die, or something…?” You ask them with a trembling voice.

But your boyfriend doesn't give a fuck, putting you on the damn helmet as if it was a shield for your body.

“I'll be sitting behind you, ok? Nothing bad is gonna happen. And the road doesn't have potholes, so it isn't gonna be hard to drive by”.

“I swear I'm gonna break up with you, EZ”.

“You can't live without my pretty cock”.

“Sorry… what?”

“I said that you can't live without my poetry book”. He laughs, as the other men do, guiding you to the old Harley. “C'mon, babygirl”.

Your legs are shaking, swallowing saliva, sitting on top of the motorcycle to close your fingers around the handle bar. Your boyfriend doesn't waste any time, having a seat behind you and leaning over your back to hold your hands.

“Okay, listen. This is the throttle. You speed up by moving back your hand on it. You're gonna do it softly at the start, enough to make the bike ride. And this is the front brake, but don't use it unless the other doesn't work”. The younger Reyes has his chin on your shoulder, moving your fingers as he talks. “Here you have the crutch, to change gears. You press it with your feet and move back the crutch. And the back brake”.

You're nodding without understanding a shit. And if you have questions, EZ doesn't care either, setting on the engine and taking off the pin from the floor, to turn the speed up a little.

“Oh, shit”. You just say when you find yourselves riding slowly through the road. The men laugh loudly.

“Focus, baby. Everything is gonna be okay”.

Swallowing again, watching your life passing away in front of your eyes, you try to embrace life holding the handle bar with all the security you have inside your chest. Ignoring the other men, you keep your concentration on the horizon, speeding up a little more and pressing the plate under your foot, at the same time you turn the crutch. The balance was the thing that worried you the most, but it's like driving a heavy bike.

“Good job, baby”. EZ cheers you happily. “Now, turn around on the clare”.

Straight to the open field, you turn to the left, the whole handlebar and the front wheel somewhat slow, to come back to the ranch. You feel so good with the gentle breeze hitting your face and removing your hair over your shoulders, that you didn't even notice that your boyfriend isn't holding your hands anymore until you have to stop, pressing the brake too hard that his chest collides with your back, and both helmets.

Taza, Bishop and Angel break into laughter, clapping you, while the younger jumps off from it.

“Now, do it alone”.

“Fuck, no, Ezekiel”.

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