#and like i did tell her to drop his ass and break up w him but i do get it's not quite so easy and :((((((((

[fairlyang]

Let you break my heart again II🕷️

will your friendship be strong enough or will it be easy to crack through?

w/c: 2.9K

pairing: miguel o’hara x f!reader

tags: angst, more heartbreak, no more playboy, typical girl best friend problems, crazy gf, cheating allegations, betrayal, heartbreak, the end

notes: I dragged a lil ass I wanted it done the next day but writer brain </3 FINAL PART !!!!! (My original idea was for mig to only admit his feelings to reader after she got gwen stacy’ed)

part one

Months had passed and this girlfriend actually stuck around. He didn’t get rid of her and he somehow didn’t grow bored of her like he had with the others.

The worst part had to be when they made the three month point and he decided it was finally time for her to meet you.

That day your nerves had grown and you weren’t so sure you’d be able to do it. To pull through and not just burst out crying when you watch as he looks at her with pure love in his eyes.

It looked like his playboy days were over and he was finally ready for a solid relationship.

You barely made it through the night and if it weren’t for Peter’s hugs and MJ’s comforting words when Dana went to touch up her makeup and Miguel went to go change clothes, you would’ve been an absolute goner.

It was getting late and Peter offered to take you home to which you immediately accepted. Miguel then offered to take you after dropping Dana off but you politely declined.

Especially after seeing how wide her eyes got and she was (not so) subtly glaring at you.

Usually girlfriends would hate the girl best friend just because they’re a girl, but in this case Dana is a smart girl, and she had an instant inkling of your feelings towards him.

Even though you’ve remained respectful like you always have been when meeting his girlfriends, she didn’t like that Miguel had a girl best friend.

She kept her mouth shut and pretended she was fine but slowly piecing things together in her head.

So after saying your goodbyes and leaving Miguel’s apartment it didn’t take long for you to break down in the backseat of Peter’s car with an empathetic MJ trying to console you.

It only grew more difficult to hide your true feelings. Especially because Miguel would now bring Dana to group hangouts. Which makes some sense, even though Peter and MJ were just friends when you met them, then grew feelings for one another.

Alas you had no choice but to suck it up.

Three more months passed by and your love for him never faded. He didn’t even treat you that differently either which did end up causing some trouble for him from Dana. She apparently didn’t like how close you guys were, even if you did know each other since you were 14.

She claimed she should be his only best friend and what else could he really ask for.

He told her that you’d always be his best friend and he wasn’t going to toss you out just because she wants to be his only best friend. He can have multiple best friends.

How could he throw away an 8 year long friendship?

He then called her crazy for thinking she can control who he’s friends with.

So she recalled his words right back to him when she randomly ended up befriending his younger half-brother, Gabriel, merrily weeks after that argument.

Miguel wouldn’t ever tell you the specifics of the argument, mainly because in a sense he wanted to protect you. He didn’t want you to feel bad that his girlfriend didn’t like you, (as if you didn’t already know) and that she wanted him to drop you.

So when hanging out just as a pair he’d only tell you he was frustrated with her. He told you that she had befriended Gabriel and you only saw red flags but kept quiet.

You tried to remain cautious of what you’d say when he’d come to you about relationship problems. Obviously deep down you want to tell him to break up with her because she’s toxic and controlling but it wasn’t the best idea as the supposed girl best friend that “isn’t” in love with her best friend.

So you told him to maybe spend less time with you, mostly because you genuinely couldn’t think of an actual suitable solution.

But it didn’t matter because ultimately he denied that idea quickly and looked deeply in your eyes promising you, “you’ll always be my best friend. Nothing’s going to change that.”

If only he knew and kept to his promise.

It was now two months after that conversation was had and a whirlwind of actions, words, and lies would turn everything around.

You went to eat some lunch at a cafe outside of campus when your phone died on the way back. You were fine without relying on your phone and just thought you’d charge it during your next lecture on your laptop.

As you finally hit campus and walked past different students sitting around the grass and benches, your eyes focused on a familiar head with its brown bob.

You sigh and felt your heart ache as you walked past Dana eating Miguel’s face out in public like that.

Until you took a double take and dread hit you after realizing it wasn’t Miguel she was making out with. It was fucking Gabriel.

You couldn’t believe she was just openly cheating on Miguel like it was nothing.

You stood a couple feet from them and you couldn’t believe this was real. You blinked, rubbed your eyes, and blinked again but sure enough it was the younger O’Hara brother with a red scarf and those goofy ass (but recognizable) goggles.

You gulped and took your phone out only for the screen to show that it was dead.

You mentally panicked and were afraid they’d catch you so you quickly ran inside and immediately headed straight to your lecture hall.

The klutz in you unfortunately never went away so you nearly fell as soon as you accidentally hit a body after making a turn.

Horror filled your eyes and body as Miguel held onto your shoulders, trying to see what was wrong.

Your eyes were wide and your heart was racing wildly, you couldn’t possibly do this right now.

“I- M-Mig- uh- ‘m l-late for c-chem- sorry!” You stuttered and pushed past him to get to class and manage your thoughts properly.

As soon as you made it and sat at your unassigned assigned seat that happened to be next to MJ, who was worried to see you so stunned, held your hand and tried to get you to be calm because you looked so distressed.

You hadn’t even realized your hands and legs were shaking. How could they not be?

You just witnessed the most brutal betrayal of all time and there was no concrete evidence whatsoever.

Your first instant thought was that Miguel wouldn’t believe you.

He was full on in love with Dana now, in what world would he believe the love of his love would be cheating on him?

Not only cheating on him but cheating on him with his brother?!?

MJ’s mouth was moving but you couldn’t hear a word, you couldn’t even read her lips. All your brain was set on was how of fucking course it had to be you who caught Dana’s ass cheating.

How fast she’d turn it onto you would be so insane. Disgusting even.

What if she exposed your feelings towards him?

What if she could convince him you’re lying?

All you could do is pray he’d believe his ole reliable best friend over a girl he’s been with for 6 months and his brother he never really got along with.

MJ was eventually able to catch your attention but it took the entire lesson for her to get a peep out of you. And that peep only happen to be a sad whisper of Miguel’s name.

As your phone finally charged your first instinct was to text Miguel, quickly typing the words, “need to see you, my place after class?”

He quickly responded with a simple, “sounds good.” Then followed by a, “should I be worried?” Which you had no response to.

You quietly told MJ the unfortunate news to which she nearly gasped out loud. Her eyes were wide and she finally understood why you were so freaked out.

The lecture had finally ended and you collected all your things while MJ was quietly asking you questions to which you quietly answered.

Following your tail as you left the lecture hall and off to find Peter to quickly fill him in, and to help with your nerves because you didn’t even know how to start off that conversation with Miguel.

They were both giving you suggestions on how to break it down gently to him while Peter drove you back to your place.

You could feel the anxiety building in your stomach and it felt so scary not knowing how he’ll react.

And it overall felt even worse that you couldn’t take a video or a picture. This was practically a test to see if he’d trust you enough to tell him the truth or just make up a lie.

You could only pray that he’d believe your words over hers but you couldn’t even begin to prepare yourself in case he didn’t.

How could he not believe you? Even if you’ve been desperately in love with him you’d never do anything to purposely destroy any of his relationships.

You were just too kind-hearted to ever even think about doing that.

Would he really have it in him to not trust your words anymore?

Will he believe her words over yours?

Will this lifelong friendship finally come to its end like Dana has been wanting from the very beginning?

Finally you had arrived at your apartment and you still felt uneasy. Miguel’s car wasn’t in sight until you heard the revving of his car and that’s when things started to get real.

They gave you their final words of encouragement before you got out and climbed up the steps to wait for him.

He parked behind Peter and as he got out you could slightly hear him ask if they were gonna come in to which they obviously said no.

He shrugged and walked over to you as you unlocked the first door before stepping in and walking to the left door that lead up to your apartment.

“Hey are you okay? You seemed shaken up earlier.” He said, walking in and shutting the first door behind him.

You walked in and stepped aside to let him go in then shut the door behind him. The anxiety returned and you weren’t so sure how to start it all off once you turned around to look at him.

Your heart ached and although you might’ve been filled with jealousy for months on end, you would never pray he would get hurt this way.

You always wanted happiness for him, even if it wasn’t with you.

And now that he had it, you had to break his heart.

How could you possibly let him down gently?

You felt your hands beginning to sweat and your legs started shaking again which he instantly noticed and grabbed you, carefully leading you to the couch.

He sat you down and sat right next to you, gently holding your hands, wondering what could possibly have given you such a drastic reaction.

You desperately tried to calm yourself but it was to no use. Your body was panicking inside and out, giving away that this was something serious.

You still didn’t know how to even start.

So you just blurted it out.

“Dana cheated on you.”

Silence filled the room.

You could’ve sworn he could hear your heart pounding out of your chest. He was frozen and immediate tears formed in his eyes.

This was so fucked up.

In all these years of being his shoulder to cry on, you were petrified that it would come to an end. In a way you kind of always relied on him being there no matter what.

This whole situation could make or break that.

“I saw Dana making out with Gabriel on campus…” you whispered before adding, “I’m so sorry.”

You had never felt so nervous in your life. You moved one hand from his and held his while he stared down at the floor.

You were subconsciously tapping your foot on the ground because the anxiety had just taken control and the silence was already killing you.

You couldn’t help but feel sympathetic, he truly has never been so happy, and now it’s just gone.

You looked at his face and as soon as you did, his tears started pouring out. One hot tear fell after another and you grabbed him, him embracing you as he cried into your shoulder.

You felt sick to your stomach, it felt like the most unfortunate thing to ever have happened to you.

Having to tell the love of your life that his girlfriend cheated on him.

Having to see how heartbroken he was.

Nothing would’ve prepared you for his reaction.

The quiet sobs and light shaking.

The way his hands were trembling while holding on to you.

You just hugged him as tightly as you could and gently rubbed his back to try to soothe him. Maybe it was past trauma that suddenly hit him, that he started to sob a little louder.

Your heart was practically breaking right with his. You felt downright horrible and weren’t sure how you could possibly help him. Only thing you could do was be with him, and you’d be with him for as long as he needed.

And you were.

Like the absolute best friend, of course you were.

The day after you explained in full, what you witnessed and he stayed at your place for a solid week before he decided to talk to Dana and listen to what she had to say. You offered to go with him but he said it was best you stayed, though he did really want your support but didn’t think it would be appropriate.

It was midday on a Friday when he had the call and he didn’t come back that night.

Or the next.

Or after that.

You had no fucking clue what was said and neither did Peter nor MJ.

Monday morning your mind kept thinking worst case scenarios which had you feeling uneasy as you were walking on campus to your first lecture.

Suddenly you stopped with Peter and MJ following suit at the sight in front of you. Miguel’s arms wrapped around Dana’s with Gabriel standing in front of them laughing at something.

That was the moment you felt your heart shatter into pieces at the realization of what happened.

Your words weren’t enough.

And in his emotional state and her false sweet voice she definitely used, of course he fell for whatever lying words she told him.

Her manipulative and crazy ass didn’t help from the pain this brought you.

He was your best friend.

Falling hopelessly and desperately in love with someone who was once a shy little nerd that would be there everyday for you, to now a man who doubted his best friend’s word for a girl he knew for less than a year.

8 years.

8 years you had known each other and not once ever lied to one another.

All of a sudden in his mind it makes sure that you lied about something as graphic as this.

All of a sudden he believes her words over your own.

Absolutely nothing could’ve prepared you for the way your heart ached and all you felt was hopelessness.

When Gabriel slightly moved, Miguel was now in clear view of you three, more specifically you.

The most vicious glare was all he was giving you meanwhile Dana only had a mischievous smirk on her face which gave you all the confirmation you needed.

Peter shook his head in disgust while MJ grabbed you, making you walk in the direction of your lecture while Peter walked behind you both before stepping up to him and muttering, “The truth will hit you hard one day.”

And boy did it.

Three months after that Miguel was going back to his place to cook a romantic dinner only to catch Gabriel giving Dana backshots on the kitchen counter.

Immediate regret hit him and he realized you were indeed telling him the truth.

He realized Dana’s bold lie that you were the liar, and made that stuff up about her was because you wanted to steal him from her, was indeed not real. That you weren’t deeply in love with him and needed to fabricate the perfect lie to finally steal him.

But before they both left (half dressed), Dana had to let him know that he was the easiest to manipulate out of all her exes. Then that the reality was that you were in love with him, the only lie being just that you didn’t plan anything.

She just hated girl best friends but also wasn’t in the mood for something so serious. She wanted a cop out. A way out.

So she figured you were the easiest target and making up that his other two friends, who she also didn’t like, were also in on it, was the best way to go about it.

The only reason she came back to Miguel was because she grew bored of Gabriel and wanted him back.

And he fell right into her trap.

And there was no way to fix or mend what he so badly broke.

It was far too late.

But at last, you’d never let him break your heart again.

#miguel ohara #miguel ohara imagine #across the spiderverse #miguel o hara #miguel ohara x reader #atsv miguel #miguel ohara oneshot #miguel ohara x y/n #miguel o'hara #Miguel ohara angst #spiderman 2099 #Miguel O’Hara angst

[jeansplaytoy]

“Ain’t Shit.” - c.springer

(part five here.) (part seven here.)

part 6

you wanna be sure that this ain’t gonna be you and connie’s last conversation.

mentions of violence, language, mentions of death.

you waited impatiently in the hospitals waiting room. you were so scared, honestly. as much as you hated connie, you still cared about him, especially when he got hurt that bad.

“he’s gonna be good y/n.” mikasa rubbed your back.

you couldn’t stop your thigh from bouncing, and your arms felt weaker than any other time you were nervous or scared. the pit in your stomach wouldn’t go away, and your heart beat fast with every name that was called, just waiting for yours.

you rolled your eyes and took a long exhale. “i can’t do this, bro.” you whispered and let out a shuddered sigh. “i’m so fuckin scared.”

“just see what they say, okay?” she said as she grabbed your hand, sighing. she was the only one there with you, since the police eventually made it to the party and took sash and ony in for questioning. eren took the guns, no one had any idea where each other had went, not right now.

“y/n l/n?” you heard the nurse say while peeking her head out the door. you looked at mikasa and stood up.

“tell me what he says.” she said, softly pushing you along. you made your way over to the door, wearing a jacket to cover up your outfit.

you followed her down the hallway silently, the only sound being your more comfortable shoes hitting the ground softly. the nurse glanced back at you with a sorrowed look on her face.

“he wanted to see you.” she said softly. you nodded while looking forward. “so he’s okay.” you tried to make sure she was completely positive that connie was gonna be fine. and when she nodded, you felt a rush of relief run through your body, but your heart still raced.

“the bullet didn’t go too deep, but there was a lot of blood loss very quickly, and the pain level— that’s most likely the reason he passed out.” she said. you nodded, rethinking the events of earlier that night. “and the bullet grazed his lung, which is probably the reason why he couldn’t breathe that well. if he took one deep breath, the broken shard would’ve entered his lung. it’s a miracle his rib didn’t break.” she said while biting her lip before stopping outside the door.

she opened it for you. you stopped by the doorway before smiling softly at her. “thank you so much.” you said. she nodded and let you close the door before your smile dropped and you looked over at the hospital bed.

there was connie, leaned back, eating apple sauce that they’d told him he had to eat to ‘train himself to start eating again for the night.’

you slowly walked over to him and he suddenly looked over at you. “oh, hey mamas.” he smiled, spreading his arms for a hug. you stared at him with squinted eyes and furrowed brows.

“are you fuckin stupid, connie?” you mumbled, not wanting to be too loud. “yo ass pulled out a gun and i knew that shit was gon go wrong. do you know how scared i was when i saw blood on your shirt?” you stared at him with a still scared face.

his smile slowly dropped and his lips parted. he didn’t know you’d be so scared about that.

“i am so… sorry.” he mumbled, putting his apple sauce down. he grabbed your hand, leading you to sit beside him on the bed. “i didn’t know you’d get that scared.”

“i wasn’t scared, connie, i was scared when you got shot. and i thought it was me that did it.” you mumbled as he pulled you into a hug, but you didn’t even wanna hug him back right now. “ma, i’m good. you know i ain’t finna be killed by no pussy.” he said, pulling away and looking at you with a soft smile.

you stared at the ground before shaking your head. “shit ain’t funny.” you whispered before rubbing your eyes, taking your lashes off and sighing.

you looked up at him with a straight face and he stared back at you. “you look like a turtle.” he chuckled a little. you rolled your eyes with a small smile. “i was so scared, man. ion think you understand, that shit almost scarred me for life.” you said, licking your lips.

“my bad ma. where the group at?” connie asked, playing with your nails.

“ony and sasha went in for questioning, eren took everybody’s guns and went somewhere, ion know where floch or his friend went, and mikasa told me to tell her what you say.” you said, rubbing your nose before looking at his waist.

“you gon have a scar right there, dude.” you pointed and looked up at him. “i know. ima let you touch it.” he cheesed. “nigga i don’t wanna touch that, that’s nasty.” you furrowed your eyebrows and laughed.

connie laughed with you for a second before biting his lip and looking at you for a while.

“i ain’t cheat on you, baby.”

you looked up at him and shook your head. “connie it’s okay, you already told me. ion got a problem with that no more. i’m just glad you safe-”

“y/n.” connie pursed his lips together. you opened your mouth to say something, but nothing came out. was he being deadass? like seriously, who would lie about cheating on someone.

“i just ain’t want you to not believe me, cus i was telling the truth, i promise. i just lied cus… i felt like that’s the only thing you’d believe. y’know, if i said i did.” he mumbled, still playing with your nails. “i’d never cheat on yo big headed ass. you too pretty fa’ that.” he mumbled, scanning your face before holding your hand.

you stared at him for a second with a frown before looking down at your hands.

“so you had me sitting there looking dumb, yelling at you, fully believing you got wit’ another bitch, just because you didn’t think i’d believe the full truth.” you mumbled. “ion know if i should believe you though, cus i feel like you just tryna’ say that so i’ll get back wit’chu.” you said while raising your eyebrows for a second.

“if i actually cheated, i wouldn’t tell you this right now. i mean, my bad for making you sound stupid, but i ain’t want you to think i was lyin and shit.”

you stared at the white sheets on the bed before looking at him. “nigga you should’ve told me that sooner.” you muttered. “i’m sorry, i’m sorry-“ “that’s why yo ass wasn’t saying that much shit when i was questioning you.” you frowned, realizing the moments in the car.

he slowly nodded. “i’d never cheat on you, fuck you think this is?” he chuckled. “but seein you wit floch, shit made me mad cus it was like you was still mines and he was tryna get wit’cho ass. grabbing yo ass and shit, mannn, you don’t even know.” connie chuckled a little, leaning back in the bed again.

you crossed your legs. “so i did all that ‘tryna make you jealous’ shit for nothing. wow connie.” you shook your head.

“whatever bro, you know i love yo ass.” he said, softly grabbing your hands again, pulling you towards him to give you a kiss. and you let it happen. for once.

“but about them guns… and sasha and ony, that’s kinda troublesome, right? cus i’m the one that shot first, then all that shit popped off.” he said. you slowly nodded.

“yeah… i hope you don’t go to jail. or prison. i can’t miss you for that long. and i’m not bouda sit behind a damn screen using a phone to talk to you.” you said with a serious tone.

“we gon figure something out…”

“are we?”

“i think eren got it.” he said while slowly nodding.

i honestly don’t like this bcus it’s really short & kind of uninteresting buttt i hope u do!

#connie x black y/n #connie springer x reader #connie springer #connie x black reader #aot connie #aot x black reader #connie springer x black reader #connie x reader #connie aot

[neteyamsoare]

It's Over.

༉‧₊˚. Featuring. Ao’nung x Fem! Sully! Omatikaya! Reader.

༉‧₊˚. Anonymous Request. Hi 💕 if you don’t have too many requests, can I ask for something with aonung? Angst or angst to fluff with a Na’vi reader, I seen a cool edit and I thought you’d like it too so I’ll give you the link 😌 also, you can ignore my request and just have the tiktok if you’d like! 💗 it’s here, also have a good day/or night btw!

༉‧₊˚. Summary. He really had you fooled, making you think he changed for the better but the truth always comes to light.

༉‧₊˚. General Tags. Angst and hurt w comfort.

༉‧₊˚. Content Warnings. Aged up! Ao'nung, anger. cursing, crying. No happy ending!

༉‧₊˚. Word Count. 982. – I was for sure thinking this drabble was going to go over 1k because of how much I was writing.

༉‧₊˚. Index. Oeyä — [my], Tiyawn — [love], Skxawng — [moron/idiot], Tsmukan — [brother],  Marui — [homes of Na'vi clans like the Metkayina or the Ta'unui], Sevin — [pretty].

༉‧₊˚. Notes. I really hope I did your request justice. I did like the TikTok, this is my first time writing something that’s inspired by a TikTok so I hope I did it very well.

༉‧₊˚. Extra. Comments, likes, and reblogs are highly appreciated but not pressured. 🤍

༉‧₊˚. Starred Links. Navigation + Masterlist + Prompts + Taglist

Neteyam told you and you didn't listen. You allowed yourself to be blindsided by the nice things Ao’nung did for you to forget how much of an ass he was when you and your family first stepped foot seeking shelter that you didn’t even see what was going on when you weren’t around.

You clutch onto the necklace that lay still on your neck, it was the first gift Ao’nung had given you after you decided to give him a chance.

“A beautiful necklace for a sevin girl like you.” He had said and it made you swoon but now the words felt like they were laced with a deadly poison infecting your heart that was hurting the most as you witnessed Ao’nung making fun of your younger sister’s, Kiri, five fingers. 

The same five fingers you had and it infuriated you even more.

Lo’ak who was right next to you was about to step in but you put your arm out in front of him silently telling him to stay in his place.

You didn’t know what you were going to do or what you were going to say but your feet started to carry you toward them.

“He asked if you’re a freak!” One of his friends had repeated, Kiri was still unphased but you were seething with anger. “No” Kiri softly said but Ao’nung just scoffed. 

“Are you sure, I mean you’re not even real Na’vi” He snickers as he tries to reach for Kiri’s hand but before he can, you push him with all your strength making him stumble onto his friend. “What the-“ As soon as he saw your angry face, he knew he fucked up big time. 

He puts up his hands in surrender. “This is not what it looks like.” Kiri makes her way over to you putting a hand on your shoulder knowing how much you’re hurting inside.

“Then tell me what it looked like 'cause it’s pretty clear you were making fun of my little sister!” You yell at him, stepping towards him as he steps back.

“I was just joking-“ you interrupted him with a hiss filled with hatred, his ears pinned flat to his head as his tail slowly dropped sadly.

“You lied to me! You promised me, you would treat my siblings with respect,” you fight back the tears not wanting them to fall down in front of him.

If you break down just one bit, it’d be so hard to fight yourself from running into his arms which became your safe haven.

“I trusted you!” You push him again. “I was a fool to think that a skxawng like you could ever change.” His eyes widen with fear, “Oeyä tiyawn, what are you saying?” He tries to take your hand but you step back and look into his eyes that were filled with tears.

“I’m saying we’re over,” you take off the necklace still fighting back the tears as you place it in his hand which was frozen in place.

“No, you can’t, we’re meant to be together.” He protests, gripping tightly on the necklace.

“I can’t be with someone who would find joy in making fun of my family, different features or not, we’re ‘real na’vi’” you recalled one of his words which still stung as you kept going over the many memories you both made with each other.

“Tiyawn, I didn’t mean any of it, please don’t do this.” His voice cracked as tears rolled down his face. The sight just made you even angrier than you already were, how dare he cry when he was the one in the wrong. 

You let out a small laugh causing him to look at you with confusion, “You really are a skxawng you know that?” He opens his mouth to talk but you immediately hissed and his mouth shut quickly.

“When you call her a freak, you’re calling me a freak as well!” You yelled as you pushed him again.

You raise your five fingers at him. “I have five fingers which you held onto and said you loved, so why is it different with me, huh?” You held back a sob that threatened to escape your mouth.

“I must be some fucking fantastic freak you’ve ever seen.” You yell as you meet his teary gaze that held nothing but fear and regret. You point to him and back to you.

“Whatever we had is over, I don’t ever want to see you again.” With that being said, you turn to walk away but before you can take a step, his hand grips your wrist trying to plead with you to give him one more chance but you snatch your hand away from him and walk in the direction of your marui with Kiri walking close to you.

Ao’nung tries to go after you but Lo’ak stops him, quietly telling him to go the other way, trying to restrain himself from punching him right then and there. 

The walk back to your marui was silent as you replayed everything in your mind, tears finally allowed to fill your eyes but never fell because you didn’t want Lo’ak and Kiri to see you like this but you failed to cause once you stepped foot in the marui and saw Neteyam, your lip trembled as the tears rolled down your face, you make your way over to him and he immediately embraces you in a hug as you let it all out.

“Tsmukan, you were right, you’re always right.” You cried as he held you close as Lo’ak and Kiri patted your back letting you know they were here for you.

As you wept, no one said anything, just comforted you til you quieted down. Neteyam couldn’t wait till he see Ao’nung so he can punch him for making the one thing he didn’t want to come true happen.

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[alornights]

HII ur romance tropes were so cute and now holiday romance w kyle wont leave my brain !!!!! do u think u could write a little more for it??? like maybe interacting w him at the party or like kyle and stan talking ab seeing us 😭 all ur writing is fr so sweet

⟢ something new.

➜ in which ! kyle finds a holiday romance.

💌 ﹫kyle broflovski.

✩ 🎸 warnings﹗none.

🍓 ⟡ notes — this is kinda ass but i hope it fills ur brain <3 i did rewatch high school musical for this and troy literally is kinda like kyle. idk.

"I can't believe we're back here... again." Stan complained walking through the doors of the teen club.

Their families decided to vacation to Aspen again for winter break seeing as it was the perfect time for sledding. Where their parents were, probably drinking but who cares.

Kyle snorted looking around. "You think we'll find the girl who tried to have a romance with you as a kid."

Stan groaned covering his face. "Oh God, don't remind me of that. I hope she is as far away as possible."

Kyle laughed looking around the room before his gaze stopped at a girl who looked drop-dead gorgeous in the outfit she wore.

"Oh, my, god." Kyle muttered standing star-struck.

Stan tilted his head. "What? Don't tell me it's that Darby guy, if it is it's fucking payback time."

"No- who even cares about him," Kyle questioned giving his friend a look.

Stan shrugged with a grin, "Me. I need to get my payback."

"Ok," Kyle murmured with a straight face before slapping Stan's chest. "I just saw the most beautiful girl ever."

"You say that about every crush you've had."

"Ok, well, I'm being serious this time." Kyle retorted pointing to a girl talking with a bunch of other people.

Stan turned in that direction before nodding. "Oh shit, yeah. Go talk to her dude, she seems like the type to totally be into you."

"Are you insinuating something?"

Stan laughed with a grin. "Of course not buddy, just saying."

"Uh-huh," Kyle grumbled crossing his arms. "I'm not going to though."

"WHAT, WHY NOT?" Stan yelled grabbing Kyle's shoulders before shaking them. "This is your one shot to make a move on a girl without Cartman getting in your way dude!"

"Would it even matter though?" Kyle retorted, "It's known that holiday romances don't last, plus what if she lives far away."

"WHO CARES!" Stan exclaimed in disbelief, "You're into her, that's all that matters. So what if it's long distance and won't last, live in the moment Kyle!"

Kyle paused before shaking his head. "No way dude. That's just a recipe for disaster."

"Oh for fucks sake." Stan groaned throwing his hands in the air

"Oh my god, I am so sorry." Kyle

You shook your head quickly with a nervous smile. "No no, it's fine really!"

There was an awkward pause before Kyle began to speak, "Um- I'm Kyle, you look really good- or uh nice."

Your eyes widened before you smirked. "Just nice?"

"No of course not, you look stunning..." Kyle mumbled looking you up and down.

Smiling, you stuck out your hand. "I'm Y/N, it's nice to meet you handsome."

He laughed shaking your hand before pulling you close to him, "Kyle."

#south park x reader #kyle broflovski x reader

[imyourbratzdoll]

How are we feeling about a friends with benefits relationship with Colin Shea and reader likes the arrangement, - until she realizes it isn’t exclusive and she finds out he has several? T.T

Further elaboration: Reader has developed feelings for him in the duration of their arrangement because Colin had expressed she was special to him. How will he take it when reader calls him out for sleeping with others without telling her? How will he respond when she confesses her feelings? Wether it ends with angst or a happy ending is up to you. ✨>>

hopefully, this is what you wanted haha, I was in need of angst but I've basically read everything angsty.

summary - the reader finds out she isn't so special to colin as she thought.

the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips

My head rests on Colin’s chest, trying to catch my breath from the previous strenuous activities. My fingers trace his abs, outlining them and softly stroking my nails up and down his hairy body. The peace is interrupted by his phone pinging, causing him to reach over and grab the device. A smirk begins to form on his beautiful face. 

I watch him as he answers whoever is on the other end before he slowly unwinds himself from me and begins to put his clothes back on, “Hey, can you go? I have someone coming over, and it’s kind of important.” His back is turned so he doesn’t see my face fall. I look at the time and notice it’s one in the morning, ‘who would come over at this time?’

“Oh, okay, uh, sure.” I blink a few times, not wanting to cry over something so stupid, sliding out of bed and slowly pulling my clothes back on. Colin comes around and grabs my face, and for a split second, hope fills me, thinking this is it. He’s going to tell me to stay and that he loves me.

“You know you’re special to me, right?” My heart flutters, beginning to smile as I nod, staring at his pretty blue eyes until the sound of his phone buzzing cuts through the air, filling the silence. Colin’s hands drop from my face, practically running to his phone as it continues to buzz. “Okay, well. I’ll see you.” He waves, eyes not leaving his phone, causing me to let out a shaky breath. The flash of a female's name catches my eye before I go.

I make my way to his door, not hearing Colin rush out of his room. My hand wraps around the handle as I open the door and bump into someone. I shake my head a bit, and my gaze travels up their body and land on a gorgeous woman. Our eyes lock, brows furrowed as we study each other.

“Oh, shit” We both turn and look toward Colin, who stands there wide-eyed and completely pale. My eyes move back and forth between the two, the pieces connecting like the simplest puzzle, and a gasp leaves my lips. I turn around entirely and stare at Colin. The woman behind me leaves, shaking her head and muttering something about men.

“Who was that?” My voice causes Colin to cringe, watching my eyes fill with tears at what I just witnessed. “Colin?” 

“Fuck! She’s a friend, okay!” He shakes his head, not willing to look at my face as he says this. 

“Friend?! What kind of friend comes over–” My eyes widen, and more of the puzzle connects. “You fucking asshole! I thought I was fucking special to you!? How many more ‘friends’ do you have?!” His blue eyes connect with mine this time, watching as rage fills my body.

“You are special to me! But we aren’t together, and I have needs! What, did you want me to sit around and only fuck one girl?! What does it matter how many I have, huh?! So what if I have several? YOU AREN’T ENOUGH FOR ME.” Colin sucks in a breath when the last words slip out of his mouth, watching me slowly break apart. 

I shake my head, and a painful chuckle leaves my lips. “I can’t believe I fell for you and your stupid fucking act, special my ass.” I turn, ignoring his confused calls as I head out of the door and into the lobby. I turn one last time and look at him. My eyes still hold pain, but my face looks emotionless, “Goodbye, Colin, great knowing you.” And that’s when I take my leave.

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[greazyfloz]

Lovers & Strangers - Chapter 16

Previous

“You fucked my best friend?!” Ethan yells at me, at the point I’m a mess. “Unbelievable” he says, shaking his sucking on the inside of his cheeks.

“Ethan, I didn’t know” I sob 

“If you knew, it wouldn’t have changed anything”

“Y-yes it would have” 

“How long have you been fucking him” he asks and I chose not to answer, “so it’s been awhile” he shakes his head then punches the siding of the house

“Ethan-“

“You know what, I’m done fighting with you. This is my wake up call to finally leave your ass to fail. I seem to be the only person that cares about you and this is how the world repays me. Y/n you’re going to ruin yourself at the rate you're going, and soon you’ll have no one” he says and my heart begins to rip out of my chest, 

“No Ethan stop” I sob “you’re being mean”. he rolls his eyes at me

“He's going to break your heart. And I won’t be there to put it back together” he says turning to the front door opening it. 

“Ethan, please” I beg through my tears. I just want him to listen. I can’t lose him but I think I have to. He looks back at me and I open my mouth but words come from his mouth first.

“Maybe Caleb was right about you. Because only a whore could fuck someone for years and not feel anything instead fucks their best friend”

My jaw dropped but I covered my mouth as the tears fly out of my eyes as I watched Ethan look at me with a slight shade of guilt before shaking his head and slamming the door. 

I dropped to my knees on his front porch trying to catch my breath. I sat on his front steps with my head resting on my knees sobbing hoping he would open the door. He never did.

I stand and walk down the street to Cassidy’s. Once I arrive at the door of her driveway I call her cell to tell her I am there, and she answers fairly quickly.

“Hello?”

“I- I am here” I whimper in the phone

“At my house? One sec I’ll come to the front” she says and I can hear her rushing towards her front door. She opens the door and looks at me concerned as I walk towards her. “What happened?!” She asks me as Nicole who must of came home with Cassidy after the library comes out on the porch as well

“Ethan- Mark- I made a mistake I think” I sob and Cassidy walks out and gives me a hug. 

“Come inside” she says, rubbing my back as we make our way inside the house. “Come sit on the couch, it’s only me and Nic, the roommates are gone” she says walking us to the couch. 

“Do you want me to call Khlo and Sav?” Nicole says and I nod. Nicole leaves the room to call the girls and I tell Cassidy everything from top to bottom.

“Wow” Cassidy says, and I just nod. “I’m sorry, I have so many questions but I don’t think it’s appropriate to ask” she says as Nicole walks back in the room.

“What happened?” Nicole asks

“Ethan called me a whore” I shortened the story because I don’t want to explain it again and she looks at me confused.

“I’ll tell you after” Cassidy assures her

“What do I do Cass?”

“Well, have you taken a test?”

“Wait. A test?! Like pregnancy test?! By who?!” Nicole asks

“Ethan” Cassidy says

“Maybe Mark” I add

“Holy fucking shit” Nicole says sitting down, “I mean everyone kinda had a feeling you and Ethan fuck but I was starting to think maybe not because I thought you may have been fucking Mark, but both w-“ she stops when she looks up to see Cassidy shaking her head at her to stop

Later that night Khloe and Savannah had joined us and I finally brought my phone out to check my messages, nothing from Ethan. But a missed call and 3 texts from Mark.

Mark: you alright? 

Mark: text me when you can

Mark: Where’s Eddy? He’s late for practice

I look through to see a couple other messages from Mackie, and Luca asking me the same thing “where’s eddy?”.

“Ethan didn’t go to practice” I announce to the girls

“Because you don’t love him back?” Nicole asks, “I’m sorry but that is a little fucked up don’t you think? Like he is mad at you because you thought that there was no strings attached because he said there was no strings attached”

“I think it has more to do with Mark” Savannah says to Nicole

“Should I text Ethan?” I ask them

“No!” All 4 girls speak at the same time

“Hey let’s go to the bar! That will make you feel better!” Nicole says

“I’m down” I say and Cassidy looks at me almost horrified as does Khloe,

“You can’t drink if you’re pregnant y/n” khloe says

“Well I’m only late for my period, I’m not actually pregnant” I say back and Cassidy roll her eyes at me

“That you know of” she says

“It’s probably not even alive, did you guys forget where she was Sunday?” Nicole says 

“Insensitive… but true” I say

“Only after you take a test” Cassidy says 

“Fine” I say

[Ethan POV]

I made my way into the dressing room alone and sat at my stall and started getting ready right away. I didn’t bother warming up or stretching as everyone in the room is already almost in full gear.

I feel everyone in the room staring at me as they finish getting ready and make their way out of the room. I continue getting ready and Grano takes a seat in the stall beside me as I am getting ready, “you good?” He asks but I ignore him, bending down to tie my skates.

He awkwardly leaves me to get ready after I ignore him and now it’s only me in the dressing room. I don’t really rush to get ready as I stand grabbing my helmet and gloves before making my way to the ice. 

I’m about five minutes late when I step on the ice but everyone is still shooting around. Going over to the bench I place my water bottle down before turning to skate around and get my legs loose before practice. As I turned I hear Coach Naurato call out to me: “Nice of you to join us Edwards”. I turn and nod my head backwards before continuing to skate towards a puck, “loosen up” I hear behind me.I roll my eyes and think to myself what does it look like I’m doing. 

As I approach the puck someone cuts in front of me rubbing up against me to take it, “sup eddy?” I hear and look up to see Mark. My blood boils looking at him, but I hear the whistle blow calling everyone into the huddle by coach. 

Mark watches me as I skate away from him and take a knee in the huddle. We listen to the coach congratulate us and tell us to forget about it as we have to focus on Tampa now. 

We did a couple drills before doing breakout drills where it was basically 5v5. I headed to the corner as the puck was dumped in. Both Hallum and I were digging in the corner against Grano and Mark as Mark began getting more physical to win the battle. I back out a little and chop Mark’s feet so he falls forward onto the ice. 

The whistle blows and coach calls out, “ that was a penalty, next lines” as Mark stands back up to his feet.

“What’s your deal today?” Mark says, nudging my shoulder as he skates by. Instead of answering him I turn and cross check him hard above the number on his back making him fall to his knees again. 

This time Mark is a lot quicker on returning to his feet as he turns and cross checks be back against my chest making me lose my balance slightly, but bouncing back to push him “fucking prick”

“what the fuck is wrong with you” he says lifting his stick then slamming on top of mine so it falls from my hand. I look at him as my stick hits the ice before I tackle him to the ground

“What’s my problem?” I yell, keeping him in a headlock as some of the guys rush to pull us away from eachother, “sleeping with y/n behind my back. Fuck you” I say. They were quick to pull us apart, both Luke and Grano pulled me away as I looked down at him, “stay away from her” I say making my way back to the line, “I’ll fucking kill you” I say as I look back at him.

“Edwards, Estapa you're both done for the day. Showers” Naurato yells at Mark and I as I get the the back of the line, “don’t come tomorrow if you’re going to act like little boys, I have other guys that can fill the lines in Tampa” 

I leave the line skating towards the bench to grab my water bottle. As I approach the bench I lift my stick above my head and slam it hard over the boards, snapping it in two before throwing it on the ice. I grab my water, then leave the ice.

I get up to the room first, and throw my helmet hard into my stall. I sit and rub my face before dragging my hand through my hair. Mark walks in soon afterwards and sits at his stall. I don’t even look up at him, but I already know that he isn’t looking at me either. 

“I take it she told you” Marks says as me both sit back in our stalls still in our gear.

“Yeah, after she told me she might be pregnant” I tell him and I watch a confused yet scared Mark look over at me, “don’t worry might not be yours”

“You the other option?” He asks as if he already knows the answer to his own question. I just suck on my tongue and nod my head beginning to take my gear off.  “ so the rumours are true then?” he says looking down at his skates.

“ I’m glad it was that obvious to everybody, wasn’t obvious enough for her to see that everyone knew”

“ fuck, I’m sorry, Eddy. But.-“

“ I don’t wanna hear it. It’s fine just don’t smother me in your guys’ relationship.” I say standing up and leaving not even bothering to shower.

[Y/n POV]

We returned back to Cassidy’s after getting a test and I shut the door behind me as I entered her bathroom.  Savannah knocks asking if she can come in after she hears the toilet flush and I yell out that it’s fine.

She enters as I snap the cap back on placing the stick on the sink counter and I sit on the toilet. Savannah jumps up and slides her bum on the counter sitting with me, “when did you and Mark even happen?” She asks, 

“Started like a week and a half ago kinda” I say

“Started, so is it still a thing?” 

“I don’t know after this”

“You told him too?”

“No but I’m sure Ethan will”

“I feel like the chances of it being Mark’s is slim, if you know- you are… I mean I feel like it would take a little longer than a couple of days for you to miss a period” she says and I nod

“I shouldn’t have said anything to Ethan” I say shaking my head, “not until I knew for sure”

“Well-“

“But I needed Ethan” I say interrupting her, “and I couldn’t keep it from him anymore”

She opens her mouth but my alarm rings, telling me it’s time to check the test. I stand and take a deep breath before flipping it over exposing a single line. I breath out fast with a slight chuckle, “thank god”

“Oh my god, yay!” Savannah says, she smiles but quickly stops when she notices I’m not smiling, “wait, what’s wrong?”

“I just ruined my friendship with Ethan for nothing” I say

“Well I mean he kinda ruined it first falling in love with you, what were you going to say if you weren’t late?”

“True” I say, “I don’t think I’m going to go out tonight” I say leaving the bathroom and heading back to the rest of the girls to share the news. My phone started to ring when I reached the bottom of the stairs and my phone showed Mark’s contact, I was quick to answer: “Hey Mark” 

“Eddy tried to jump me at practice” he says not greeting me

“Mark-” I say but he cuts me off

“He told me“ 

“Please don’t be mad at me. Can we please talk about this?”

“I’m just confused, but yeah, I’ll come by your place now” he says.

“Okay, I’ll meet you there”

I quickly gather my things and head out the door. Cassidy follows me out the door and drives me home. I get home and Mark knocks on my door not even 5 minutes of me being there. I turn and swing the door open. I can’t tell what mood he is in or how he truly feels about the situation based on his face, yet I still find myself wrapping my arms around his waist. I feel his arms wrap around me and rub my back. 

“I’m sorry, Mark”

“Were you two fucking while we were?” Mark asks me and I pull away slightly to look up at him

“A little at first but things changed when you punched Caleb” I tell him and I see him smile only slightly

“Which time?” he says and I crack a slight smile as well

“The second time” I say, then wiping the smile off my face looking at him again seriously, “Mark you know if I was pregnant though, it would have most likely been Ethan’s” I say, immediately feeling gross and tears from uncomfortability leaves my eyes

“If? So you took a test?” he asks me

“Yeah” I say, “I’m not pregnant”

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[ghostbandxyou]

Ghost at the zoo

(years ago when I went to Disneyland on my birthday and did a post about the ghouls at Disneyland well I'm doing it again because I went to the zoo this year and I was Inspired)

(based on the San Deigo Zoo)

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Aether-

accidentally breaks the glass for one of the venomous snake enclosures, panics, and tries to fix it with chewing gum and band-aids before booking it to the other side of the zoo (luckily the snake is asleep and the keepers see it before it escapes)

Dew teases him by the monkeys calling him banana boy, he then subsequently punches Dew in the stomach.

Makes bad dad jokes all day especially fond of "that's a weird looking _" when a keeper is in an exhibit, and telling the baboons to stop monkeying around.

Dew -

Gets attacked by a flock of birds in the aviary. it really ruffles his feathers (I am not good at joke)

Despite repeated warnings, he sticks his fingers into an exhibit and gets bitten by a small monkey.

flirts with one of the keepers in the reptile section and gets to feed a dead rat to a snake. (and a kiss......from the keeper, not the snake!)

Rain-

Takes a dip in the polar bear enclosure by some miracle he doesn't get caught or eaten.

Ather finds him later in a heated argument with a turtle. Ather then realizes Rain can talk to fish and other aquatic creatures (which explains the hours he spends in front of this fish tank at home).

consumes an ungodly amount of lemonade

Mountain-

gets swarmed by birds at the aviary and ends up like those old ladies in Central park covered in birds except he's not feeding them they're just chilling

plays tag with the other ghouls in the kid's area (and like 20 kids it gets wild) until he almost knocks out a toddler. (he's super apologetic and the parents are understanding) Later he reaches down into one of the exhibits with his long ass arms and grabs a kid's stuffed tiger returning it safely (and all was right in the world)

Accidentally spends the night in the zoo after falling asleep in the bushes. Has to hop some fences and climb a few trees to get out.

Swiss-

A terror at the zoo. The zoo has a record number of incident reports involving a strange smiling masked man?.. entity?

A thief steals a bunch of souvenir magnets, gets a sloth backpack and fills it with snacks he stole from unattended strollers in the park, and steals a certain staff member's keys at least 3 times for shits and giggles. (it only occurs to him on the way home the things he could have done with those keys)

(TW: vomit ) Gets a tummy ache from eating too much cotton candy and vomits In an empty stroller.......well, he's 90% sure it was empty.

Cirrus-

Has a cute little butterfly land on her, eats it

Buys a red panda hat at the store, and refuses to take it off for a week

Waits in line for almost 2 hours to feed the giraffe. She gets so excited she nearly drops the lettuce. Cumulus takes a million pictures for her

Cumulus-

Spends most of the day trying to figure out the zoo map with imperator

Attempts to get group photos with all of the cool statues to various amounts of success

Shares some cotton candy with an orangutan. Gets caught by a keeper but she weasels her way out of it (scares the living shit out of the poor employee)

Sunshine-

LOTS of excited squealing and hops of joy! (and potentially autism) It's her first time ever going to the zoo, and she enjoys every second.

Especially into the skyfari. (although Aether did have to hold her hand the first time)

Takes pictures of all the animals with funny snap chat filters the ghouletts huddle at the back of the bus and giggle looking through them on the ride home

Nihil-

A MENACE! scaring poor old ladies in the bathroom, using his noncorporal form to walk into exhibits, giggling about seeing the animal's naughty bits, and accosting random teens asking if they heard his song on the TikTok.

Imperator-

Spends most of the day hopelessly lost with cumulus and getting the ghouls out of trouble.

Let's go of Nihil's wheelchair while going downhill after he makes a fourth joke about the lion's penis.

manages to enjoy as few quiet moments in the aviary watching the birds before being disturbed by Dew's screeching.

Primo , Secondo, Terzo-

Supposed to be dead so they all don awful disguises and pretend to be a group of grannies. (Terzo's idea of course)

spend most of the day bickering with each other like children.

(TW: sad) Copia -

Follows Imperator and Nihil around the zoo like an obedient puppy.

Actually really excited to be there but keeps up the mask to maintain appearances and appease Imperator.

Does get a picture with the capybara

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[trashbag-baby666]

Everyone’s Incomplete. And Who’s the Best at Saving Face?

Summary: Everretts girlfriend truly never wants to give John a break from her disgusting comments.

WC: 1,460

C/W: Mentions of John having an ED, Hurt/comfort.

MOTA Masterlist!

John stared down at the slice of pizza sitting on the plate in front of him. The grease from the pizza staring at him like this was some competition. He kept curling and uncurling his toes in the ill-fitting bowling shoes, his hands resting on his knee caps tapping his fingers against them. He needed some kind of social out but he felt stuck in the dark gray plastic chair at the bowling alley. John knew Gale was just in the bathroom and knew he expected John to eat the piece of pizza. The one that was still challenging him everytime he looked down.

He couldn’t throw it away Curt was just getting them a refill on the pitcher of Dr. Pepper. That and Gale told him to make sure John didn’t throw it away.

Maybe this wouldn’t have been the case if John would’ve been having a good day. But he quite frankly, hadn’t. This morning he threw up the peanut butter and Nutella toast.

So, of course he knew Gale would know he would be going on an empty stomach.

He felt embarrassed like some toddler stuck at the table because he wouldn’t eat vegetables. His partners turn away from catching him if tried to slip it to the dogs.

“Do you ever eat?”

John felt his heart drop to his ass at the sound of the wicked witch herself, Ava.

Everett’s evil girlfriend as they called her…do you ever eat? It rang and bounced around John’s head like a tuning fork. Then he felt the turn of his stomach and the sudden wave of nauseating fear of throwing up hit him. He most certainly would not let Ava get the power of seeing him cry. John pushed his chair, keeping his gaze on the carpeted floors of the swirly colorful bowling alley carpet. He went around the corner and down the hall and pushed the door open. Almost hitting Gale with the door, letting out a sob covering his mouth.

“Hey, hey, John sweety.” Gale basically caught him, “What happened?”

John leaned his head into Gale's neck letting out another wet sob. “It’s okay, baby. I’m right here, it’s okay to let it out.” Gale rubbed his back. John couldn’t hold it in anymore, he had been damn near in tears right before they left the house.

Curt came back holding the two pitchers of soda, his eyebrows furrowed as he didn’t see John where he left him a couple minutes ago. But Ava was standing at the high top table looking at her phone and texting. She let out a loud frustrated sigh as she most obviously was texting Everett.

“Did you see where John went?” Curt set the pitchers on the table.

She rolled her eyes with enough force she turned her head, “I dunno…I just asked him something and he stormed off.”

Curt could tell that his simple question was boring her from the two seconds she had to look away from her phone. “What’d you…no. Fuck you Ava.” Curt turned on his heels and stormed to the bathroom the atomic bomb going off in his brain…what the fuck did she say to him?

Curt opened the bathroom door and saw the two boys standing there. John sniffled into Gales' neck. “What happened?” Curt felt the blazing red, hot anger building up inside him just seeing John that upset.

“I don’t know?”

Then it clicked in Curt’s brain, he turned on his heels storming back down the hall and into the main part looking for Everett. What was he going to do when he found him? He’s not sure…yet…he wanted to punch him.

He saw Everett arguing with Ava by the counter. He’d wait till they were done and he would maybe say something; although, he never did.

“Curtie?” That sweet angel voice sang to him.

“Hey, doll face.” Curt kissed his cheek putting an arm around him, “Do you know what Ava said to John?”

“No, I didn't even see him walk away.” Ken’s lip fell into a pout, “She’s so mean to him.”

“I know, I wanna fuckin’ knock her perfect fuckin’ teeth out.” Curt clenched his jaw, balling up his fist.

“I do too but, sadly, that's an assault charge.”

“Do you think Everett’s dad would agree with me if I punched him?”

“Don’t punch anyone, babes.” Ken took curts free hand and began rubbing his knuckles that always seemed to have some kind of bruise or cut on them.

He knew he was right. Curt you shouldn’t punch anyone…well some…

Everett came storming back, his fists clenched. “Hey, outside.” Curt stood up nodding towards the door, catching Everett’s shoulders.

“What?”

“You heard me?”

Everett felt the steaming panic now coursing through his veins as he followed Curt outside of the bowling alley and around the corner of the parking lot. This was it…he was about to get his ass beat by Curt, prepare for the pain…

“What the fuck did she say to John?” Curt spat out at him.

“I don’t know, she didn't say anything about him to me?” Truthfully, they’d been fighting because she had wanted to go through his phone.

“Why are you with her, Ev? She’s a bitch, I’m sorry but it’s true, I’m not sorry actually. You see the way that she treats him when you drag her along to everything we do! You never say anything either becuase you’re a fuckin’ coward. You’re a Coward, Everett. You know just as well as everyone else that John has his shit going on and he does not need her stupid fuckin’ remarks when he’s basically in his own home. Fuck you, Everett.” Curt shoved him back.

Everett stood there silently for a moment then sunk his hands into his pockets to grab out a cigarette and his lighter.

“Ew, what're you doing?” Ava came around the corner, her keys already pulled out of her bag.

“Where are you going?”

“We’re leaving, come on.”

“Whatever, Ava. I gotta go get my shit and say bye to the guys.” Everett snapped, pointing back towards the door.

“Okay well hurry up.” She rolled her eyes. Everett wanted to punch the brick wall so badly but he knew what that would entail…broken hand and a fucked up football season.

Everett came back in and found his vans in the pile of the guys shoes. He found an open seat away from the others and toed off the bowling shoes.

Then Gale walked up…when you get your shoes on, can we talk?” He couldn’t read Gale's voice, he sounded calm but not necessarily in a positive way.

He followed him over to the doors, far enough out of earshot of the others as Everett started to fear for his life in another way. If you had gotten Gale upset you were in deep shit…and that’s about where he was gonna be.

“Look, Everett I love you, you’re one of the coolest guys I know and you’re one helluva football player. But I also love John, and he’s going through a very difficult time and you know that. I’m not getting into it, but I think for now it would be better if you didn’t come around for awhile. I can’t control who you talk to but I think me and John need a break.”

Gale sighed and squeezed Everett’s shoulder then turned on his heels disappearing back into the bowling alley…well obviously this was Gale's way of telling him to leave.

So he did. Not because he wanted to…not because Ava wanted to. Because he didn’t know what other options he had.

John sat in Gales' car, his head rested back on the headrest, staring out the window. The thousand yard stare Gale hated seeing on him.

“Are you doing okay?” Gale rubbed his thigh.

“I guess.” John sniffed, he didn’t know how to be okay. He felt guilty once again pulling Gale away from something .

“Is there anything I can do? Do you want to take a nap together, when we get home?”

“Please.”

“We can take a nap, I’ll make us dinner and then we can watch whatever you want till we go to bed.”

“Okay.” John smiled a bit through the dried up tears. “Maybe tomorrow I can swap lives with Meatball for a day?”

“Maybe, but I don’t know if you’ll like having to watch Meatball with your body getting all kinds of cuddles.”

“You wouldn’t cuddle me if I was Meatball?”

“Yes I would still cuddle you, John.”

“Good because I would totally cry and no one can turn away from a cute crying dog.”

“God, I love you, John.”

“I love you too.”

-

Thank you for reading!!! Liked and reblogs are highly appreciated!!!

Brought to you by Military La La Land @mangokitkats @ihearteugeneroe

#masters of the air #mota #hs au #title after matt maltese song #clegan #gale cleven #buck cleven #john egan #bucky egan #everett blakely #everett blakely x ofc #ken lemmons #curtis biddick #curtis/lemmons #curtis x lemmons #toxic relationship #mentions of ed’s #angst

[cyb3rscoups]

Woman Next Door (3)

A/N: Explicit content ahead. Minors DNI

Other Woman Next Door scenes

Woman Next Door on Ao3

It was always the weekends; Friday nights, Saturdays, Sundays. Those days were when Attuma accompanied Okoye at her home. Usually, he didn't have to worry about luring the wife out of the house so he could sneak across the yard. She went on her own most days.

"Off shopping!"

"Girl's day!"

"Hair appointment!"

Those were her rotation of excuses she used whenever he would ask, which he rarely did.

So once the front door closed, and her car was out of sight, Attuma reveled in the silence that captured his home before going to Okoye's.

She would usually greet him from the kitchen as she put together something for the two of them to share for lunch. "Hey neighbor." She giggled as he peppered kisses to her cheeks and neck.

"Hello beautiful." Attuma encased thick arms around her waist and nuzzled his nose into her shoulder. "You smell amazing."

"Thanks. I'm making a chicken dumpling soup." Okoye turned in his arms, holding up a fork loaded with chicken, carrots, and the savory dough.

Attuma took his happily and almost moaned out from the delicious taste, warm in his belly and fueling his growing hunger for more.

"Damn I look forward to the weekends." He pressed a kiss to her lips with a hum.

Surely, Okoye felt a small hit to her heart at the comment. For a second, she could admit she was lost in the fantasy she had created in her mind.

In such a world, she had no limitations to Attuma. She was not his mistress but the one and only keeper of his heart and they had no reason to be shy about it. Her home was his home and things were perfect.

But this fantasy only lived up to on the weekends and in the end of everyday, he still returned home to his spouse.

"You alright, baby?"

"Yeah. I'm good. You want some of this for work tomorrow?" Okoye turned to her cupboards, breaking from his hold to look for a container to put the food into.

Attuma smiled fondly. "Yes please. Then, I've got a little taste for something else." He stepped forward again, proudly invading her space as he pressed her to the counter top.

Okoye could feel her pussy throb from the thought of him alone. If there was one thing about waiting a whole week to see him, it was that the sex was phenomenal.

His equal desperation for her was further proven by his hips pressing up against her ass as his dick grew stiff.

"W-wait." Okoye gasped, leaning her chest over to met the cold granite as his hands began their wandering. "Attuma I want to talk to you!"

"Talk then. I'll listen but I beg you, do not stop me from tasting you."

He tugged on her shorts and panties, letting the fabric pool at her ankles as he dropped to his knees behind her. Her pussy glistened with arousal built from the moment he walked through the door.

Attuma let out a growl as his hands parted her ass cheeks to get a better view.

"I-I don't want to just be your weekend girl anymore." Okoye spoke as she felt his fingers prod her entrance.

"How many times do I have to tell you? Hm?" He thrust the digits in, enjoying the obscene squelch made as her pussy gripped around them. "You're not a weekend girl. You're the love of my life."

Okoye shook her head at the contradicting sentiment, however, the fingers thrusting into her almost made her believe it. "I feel like your whore!" She gasped.

"Mm you can be that too but this isn't just sex is it?"

"N-no."

"That's right. Now I'm getting hungry so hang onto that counter for me, alright?"

No protests were made as she braced herself against the counter. Suddenly, his tongue replaced his fingers and she was lifted to her tippy toes as he ate like it was his last meal.

His low groans were muffled as he buried his face into her cunt, his thumb rubbing circles into her clit as his tongue explored her insides. He slurped and sucked up every trace of her slick until her legs shook and her arms gave out from under her chest.

"Fuuck Attuma!" Okoye could feel the heat in her cheeks burn as she grew embarrassed of how needy she sounded.

His only respond to her cry was another groan as continued working her from the inside and out. His hand left her clit to hold her ass cheeks open and exposed to the air.

She gasped once he sent a burning smack to one cheek before reforming his grip on the fat.

"Shit..Ohh I'm gonna- Oh!" She felt her orgasm crash into her, pressing her forehead to the counter as Attuma rose from his kneeling position; everything under his nose, wet and shining.

"Look at me, Okoye." He demanded, continuing to massage her skin as her head turned to face him. "Don't ever underestimate your place in my heart. Everything will fall into place eventually and trust me, you will come out on top."

#okoye x attuma #attuma #attoye #alex livinalli #attuma x okoye #black panther wakanda forever #black panther #wakanda forever #okoye #attoye smut #inspired by television #attoye fanfic #Spotify

[princessmisery666]

Stealth - A Rhett Abbott Drabble

Summary: Watching you work from the shadows, Rhett gets a little jealous. He decides you need a reminder of who you belong to. 

Warnings: smut, dom!Rhett.

W/C: 634

Characters: Rhett Abbott, Fem!Reader. 

Pairing: Rhett Abbott x Fem!Reader, (you - no descriptions of body type or ethnicity).

A/N: so @writercole got her revenger for forcing her to go see Top Gun: Maverick, along with @wildbornsiren they peer pressured me into watching Outer Range and here we have the result. Posting before I over think it. Also, I’m a basic bitch for Rhett in a baseball cap🤤and I cannot find a decent picture of it *whines in horny.*

Betas: @writercole // mistakes are still my own.

Graphics: all made by me on canva.

Master List: Main

Stealth

Rhett knows how to be stealthy and go undetected. It’s in his blood. It’s not what he is, but who he is. It’s a part of his upbringing, moving slowly around skittish animals. It takes over most aspects of his life. That's how he’s able to remain undetected in the bar, watching you serve customers behind the bar. Watching you flirt for better tips, he’s impressed by the amount of bills you slip into your jar but not so impressed he can forgive the light caresses and lingering eye contact you make with Luke. 

Lessons need to be learned.

The evening rush quiets and he sees you speak to your boss before slipping out the employee exit at the back of the bar. Break time. But he’s not going to allow you the break you think you deserve.

You don’t hear him when he opens the door seconds behind you. Too busy typing on your phone and he feels his own vibrate in his pocket. He presses his body against your back, hand wrapped around your throat and as you squirm he tightens his grip. 

“It’s just me, honey,” Rhett soothes and you immediately relax.

Big mistake. He’s got you right where he wants you. You’re just unaware of your fate.

“Hey, baby,” you coo, “I’ve missed you.”

“Is that so?” he asks, “didn’t seem like it when you were eye fucking Luke.” 

“Rhett, I…” you try to turn in his grip but it’s no good.

He forces you forward until your knees hit the steel barrel and he bends you over it. “Stop talking,” he commands, unbuttoning his pants. He doesn’t need your excuses, he needs to show you who he is.

You turn your head so you can look up at him and he feels you squeeze your thighs together seeing the fire in his eyes. “Oh fuck,” you whine, “I’m in trouble.”

“So much trouble,” he agrees, smoothing a hand up your inner thigh until he reaches your sex. “No panties,” he tuts, feeling your naked lips under your skirt, “and you’re already wet.” Your smirk is born of the devil himself and realization hits him. “Did you plan this?” 

You shrug, “don’t know how long you’ve been here, but Luke wasn’t the only one.” 

He growls, tearing into his pants and you feel the head of his cock nudge your entrance, “Take a breath.”

You inhale and he bottoms out in one hard thrust, making your knees smack against the metal barrel. “Fuck,” you spit, panting for breath already. But he barely gives you time to adjust before he starts drilling into you.

He’s fast but meticulous, and he knows how to get you there. He smacks your ass and grabs a handful to dull the sting. 

“Fuck, you better get ready,” he tells you running his hand around your thigh to thumb your clit. You spasm around him, legs giving out as your orgasm threatens to buckle you but Rhett holds you upright, merciless in his fucking.

You feel his shudder and know he’s close, the warmth of him is replaced but the evening air but quicker than lightning he’s spun you round. “On your knees,” he says pumping himself at the same speed he was fucking you. 

You follow his order dropping to your knees and he pushes his cock past your teeth just as he breaks apart, pumping his cum into your mouth while you swallow it down. 

“Good girl,” he praises, smoothing back your hair. 

When you're both in a suitable and presentable manner he kisses you, soft and caring, a stark contrast to before. You head for the door, you’ve gone way over your allocated break time and Rhett smacks your ass, “go get some more tips off Luke,” he chuckles, “dinner’s on him tomorrow.”

Look a handy reblog button ⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️ push it, I dare you 😂😂😂

#Rhett Abbott #Lewis Pullman #Outer Range #Rhett Abbott smut #Rhett x reader #Rhett Abbott x reader #Rhett Abbott x fem!reader

[mangoposts]

i just have to tell someone bc i literally can’t tell anyone irl abt this(rant)

Back in july my friends and i went to dollar general for slime supplies(lol) and as i’m looking for the glue i run into this really cute boy. I thought he looked familiar and mistook him for someone else from the neighboring town and never really thought about him again.. until fast forward the 1st day of school and i notice there’s a new kid (i live in a small town 😭) i’m like wait i’ve seen this kid before. it’s the boy from the store!! I tell my friends that i think he’s cute and the next day i find his snap, i add him and notice something new on snap map

He’s my new fucking next door neighbor

I’m in denial so i look out my window and the first thing i see is him playing basketball.. I’m like no shot.

He asked if i was his neighbor at a football game and i was like well yeah. He was like cool and kept talking about wanting to egg my house

???

but then over the weekened my (now ex bff) was going through a “terrible” break up and basically ditched me to go hang out w him and group of friends and i was like wtf!!! i told u i thought he was cute!!! and she was like i’m sorry just going through something and wanted to get my mind if things ☹️(she didn’t do anything w him but i fucking hate her fake ass)

idk my friends always catch him staring at me in lunch but i’m such a pussy i can’t turn around and say something. We got seated next to eachother in a class not too long ago and we talk here and there. But what rlly did it for me was when he started hanging out with my fucking brother. like really. my brother.

His reposts r wild, shit like “i wanna tell her idk how she would react though” “i would drop everyone for this relationship” but i don’t see him hanging around any girls likes he’s been home this ENTIRE break so i’m like who tf u talking abt???!!! (pls be me) and then he changed his pfp to i❤️latinas (i am latina!!!)

In conclusion i am borderline stalking him through my window and idk what to do bc i think he’s crazy cute but i’m so shy and can’t do anything abt it!!!!help💗💗(i get to see him tmmr at school bc winter break ended😍)

BITCHHHHH GO TALK TO HIM WTF ARE U DOINGGGGGG THATS UR MAN like stop you can’t just be next to him all day and say nothing. Ur making me insane

I also think my neighbor is hot and i literally go outside to talk with him whenever he lets his dog out like don’t be shy talk to ur hot neighbor

#🥭

[problematicfanfics]

// rant

tldr; dad’s a pos and i wasted my time on shit no one cared about

softball was my absolute life from kindergarten up until two years ago (tenth grade) and my dad never gave a shit about me in the sport until he could extort it to gain some slight political power in my new area but he has literally paid over $1,000 for my sister to play the sport on various teams, gotten her various lessons, and spent it on equipment meanwhile i used to have to cry and scream in order for him to even think about driving me to a practice as a kid. i used to have to walk upwards of an hour+ with my catchers gear, gloves, balls, bat, etc (that i paid for all on my own) to get to my practices, or beg my teammates parents for rides to games. he nor my mom have once showed up to anything i played in (i played various sports and did many clubs throughout my school career), and i would always ask him to come throw a ball around with me or teach me to ride a bike or spend literally any time w me and he always refused. now this month long trip in greece he brought his and my sister’s glove to play softball. and didn’t bring mine. or tell me to bring mine. or like. anything. and i told my sister “go play with dad, he brought your gloves” and she said “well i didn’t fuckin ask him to”. bitch. i wouldve fucking KILLED for my dad to do that. i would STILL kill for my dad to do that. i WISH he would just come up to me and say “let’s go to the field” the way he does with her. it’s not fucking fair bro like. please i’m a star 😊😊😊🤣🤣🤣🤪🤪🤪🤩🤩🤩

i quit softball this year because i was ruining my mental health with it. i was absolutely demolishing myself for a sport no one gave a shit i played in. i spent my entire childhood playing so many sports and always dropped them for softball/baseball, it was always my priority. always my number 1. i had fucking dreams of playing D1 for colleges ever since i was a kid. but my cheapskate of a fucking father couldn’t be bothered to help me achieve anything. i’m so mad. i could’ve been doing something else with my fucking life. i literally spent 12 years busting my ass on this damn sport. and no one, not once, thought that with my drive and passion and dare i even say talent, i could do more. i had no options as a kid. and watching my sister, who was handed everything i wanted and more on a silver platter, throw all of it into the trash chute because she wants to be some basic white bitch, makes me wanna fucking rip my hair out. why don’t I get to be a basic white bitch? why don’t I get to play D1? why don’t I get to run around and do fuck all the way she got to? why did I have to play mom for 12 years of my life, never getting to pursue or do anything i wanted to do??

can i also say i suffer from fibromyalgia, a chronic pain disorder, and it’s something i was born with. so since i was 9 years old i’ve been screaming crying in pain every night and day desperately fighting through it because i just loved sports that much?? i quit catching because it was deteriorating my knees and there would be days after games where i couldn’t walk. my coaches played me less after i quit catching because they were mad at me for quitting since i was “the best catcher on the team” and decided to dig back at me like it was my choice?? like my physical and mental health wasn’t on the line? like it pains me to think i cant do physical activity anymore i love it so much but i walk to and from my classrooms and i want to break down from the pain. i’m so tired. i just want to be passionate about something again but every time i am i am just fucking hated on idk what i’m doing wrong

#problematicfanfics #ver's serious discussions

[blueiight]

My issue with Louis lack of role in Lestat's murder is litearlly the show made Lestat more explicitly abusive SO Louis could be the one to slice his throat. The escalation of violence was in part as the creatives have said to justify latter, both of which didn't exist in the book. If you take away Louis's agency in the murder, I think the domestic violence feels much more like a cheap shock value stunt.

to suggest book lestat is less crueler than his show counterpart just cuz his cruelty in earlier arcs was subtler than str8 up assault is a bit.. lestat cannot thrive w/o being the center of attention & will force u to look at him #byanymeans. show wise ep1 dude literally said i got my daddy temper off the jump #hewasboundtobcrazy lovebombs louis welcome to the monster’s web🧛🏾‍♀️. white master black student equals in the dark like danny said. the show begs u to look at the violence in these power dynamics off rip. show louis in the modern interview literally admits to having uneasy/complex feelings [yk. the whole my lover maker murderer bit] on lestat. im not negating the fact that louis literally slit his throat nor am i taking away his ~agency~. what im saying is claudia knew that louis had love for their abusive maker & used that for her/their own ends.. & its also trapping lestat cuz he could delude himself into thinking him& louis back in love again n ~claudia’s getting in the way~. which is why louis issuing the killer blow is a statement in of itself to his own feelings about the abuse he faced, as well as how someone pointed out, claudia & louis ripped the same body parts off the guests in ep7 that was shattered when louis was physically assaulted in ep5. what im saying is 1) to a certain extent the murder plot is also about claudia asserting her idea of revenge at what she feell like lestat (& louis) took away from her. its infant death v. gentleman death, both warring for different things they want out of louis. lover or brother, companion all the same, the third party has to be eliminated. the nuclear family died. u got multiple shots where claudia & lestat r glaring at eachother anytime louis smiles at or pays one of them (& not the other) any mind. & 2) louis in the modern day tries to sell daniel an easy story of triumph over a past love gone sour, where louis seeks liberation w claudia [the image of them holding hands as antoinette burn] from lestat when thats not how the story finished at all.. like obviously claudia isnt even around in the modern day & the vampire armand is for one. louis cant even stomach himself to say the rest of the story, digging his feet into artificial sand and daniel’s badgering his ass og damn near boutta push louis into another break& this triggers armand into dropping his rashid ruse n finishing the story louis couldnt bring himself to tell [s2]. & we, the audience, get a view into another angle of louis memory, where we see louis cry over lestat’s body and go into quite frankly hysterics at claudia suggesting alone burn lestat as they did antoinette, choking claudia out. [baby these characters is throwed the fuck off]

#yn. #yn answers #family from hell #iwtv #sorry for taking away a nubian sistuh’s agency✊🏾wont do it again big dawg #my anons said u cant joke about louis being a pickme yanz we had enough😂😂

[beachy--head]

All this is making me think, if u want u should write a scene after the baby kicking when they finally talk and Jackson apologizes for the custody fight thing, for treating her like an inferior doctor, and it comes out the restraining order was because she was scared and didn’t trust the Avery’s because she heard Catherine. He can apologize for that too. Lots of apologizes w both and talking and more baby kicking. I also don’t think he’d want to leave her after the kicks either.

(second part of the prompt) For the baby kick thing I just sent, I also meant.. April is tired from a long day, and Jackson would want to get her home if she’ll let him. And she was also scared because she thought something was wrong, but he realizes that happened after they argued about stealing her patient. And he had no clue. he wants to help now, needs to help, and ask her please let him help

___

This baby can kick.

He's not a sap (his divorce seems to have hardened him way beyond measure), but these are maybe the best four words in all of the English language. The sensation of their child kicking against his palm is enough to bring tears to his eyes, and he spends the next ten minutes in a silent dialogue with the little one, trying to convey all the love he already feels for them. He could easily stand here all night, with his family, but April yawns and he suddenly feels selfish. She's pregnant, and she shouldn't stand in a parking lot for hours just to appease her ex-husband.

She gives him a tired, tentative smile, and before he can remember the restraining order, he blurts out "Can I drive you home?"

April widens his eyes and he shakes his head. "Sorry, I forgot, it's okay, I'll let you–"

"No, I'm so sorry about the restraining order, Jackson. It was really stupid. I was scared, and I overheard your mother, and the lawyer said so many things about you getting full custody, and I panicked. I should have gone to talk to you," but I don't know how to talk to you anymore, she adds in her head.

"I'm sorry too, about my mom. And well, I was an ass, too. I was just so lost and angry and I didn't know what to do, and..."

"And you kept remembering what happened last time?"

He nods, because she's the only person who can understand. It's a shame they're not good at communicating, because things are always easier when they just talk and find out they feel the same, they just express it in very different ways.

It's only later, when he drops her off and makes sure she's settled in their former appartment, finding excuses to stay, that he gathers the courage to ask if he can touch her belly, touch her again, because he's still unsettled and he needs to know their baby is fine. She lets him, and for the first time in what feels like forever, she opens up, telling him about how scared she was. How she thought the kicks meant that there was something wrong with this one too, and that this time it would be all her fault for not doing the necessary exams sooner. How relieved she was when Arizona did an ultrasound, how their little baby is already perfect. How she knew that she should talk to him and not fight, because their baby didn't deserve this. How she already felt like an inadequate mom, because I need to know I'm able to protect that child (and he wants to tell her she did everything to protect their brother too, but he doesn't, not wanting to interrupt her).

He doesn't say a word, but each sentence breaks his heart a little bit more. Because she was suffering and he had not clue, and he should have been there. He should have been there to freak out with her and rush her to OB for a scan, he should have been relieved with her, and what did he do instead? Cause her more stress and anguish that what she was already feeling, complicating an already complicated situation? Like he told her earlier, he doesn't like the guy he's turning into.

"I want to be better at this. To be here for the little one, be here for you. If you'll let me."

Her heart bursts, and she closes her eyes. The kick she feels (the baby seems to like their father's voice), that he feels too against his hand, is like a anchor, centering her, and for a minute, she can almost believe everything is going to be alright.

#drabble #japril #april kepner #jackson avery #ask

[perpetually-sad-but-its-fine]

chicago pd 10x12

im not ready in the slightest

i do not want to see sean o’neal’s ass on my screen

this beginning is great

hailey sleeping in a bed by herself

OH MY GOD WAIT

HAILEY AND VANNESSA

MY BABIES

WE DESERVED MORE OF THEM

im going feral over a picture

these piCTURES

is that a picture of jay as a kid???

I WANTED TO SEE IT MORE CLOSELY

ALL OF JAYS STUFF

IS COFFEE MUG

good god

o’neal

back the fuck up

nobody likes you

god

hailey

my GOD

JAY PICK UP THE GODDAMN PHONE

COME ON HALSTEAD

SHE DESERVES SO MUCH BETTER 

hailey excitedly looking at the phone only for it to be county jail???

im done

i can't

trudyyyyyy

trudy and hailey my mother-daughter duo

GOD SHES STILL WEARING THE RING

IM IN PAIN

oh fuck you

i hate you

so much

so so so so much

like

fuck off

ugh

‘you came’

SHUT YOUR ASS UP

NOW

oh my god

i hate him so much

and hes barely said anything

‘there is no you and me!’

HER VOICE BREAKING

THE TEARS IN HER EYES

attagirl hailey

as you fuckin should

‘things you could use’

i'll use your face to mop the fuckin floor with your blood

no

stop it

CHICAGO PD

LEAVE HER ALONE GODDAMMIT

i hope you die

genuinely

dammit this isn't gonna go well

hes telling the truth

i don't want him to be telling the truth

but he is

i can feel it

this is already scaring me and she hasn't gone inside yet

OH MY GOD BLOOD

hailey please be careful

what the fuck?

what's this

OH MY GOD

WHATS HAPPENING

no this poor child

noooooooo

im emotionally invested already

agh

why must this hurt me so much

hailey being a compassionate, lovely person

i love her

aW GOD

THIS POOR CHILD

he is scarred

truly

seeing voight interact with this child is truly heart-warming

i wanna see him interact with his grand

whatever happened with olive and little baby daniel anyways?

goddammit

im hurT

callum is gonna get hurt at some point during this episode, isn't he?

HIS HAND WAS SHAKING

THIS POOR KID

oh the hug

im too weak

stop

‘creepy clown masks’

i hate it

so much

this kid is a good actor

trudyyyy

i always love seeing trudy interact with kids

oh god

voight sending hailey back to sean

i don't like it

oh a lovely start

sean

shut the fucK UP

i hate him

so so so so so so much

i want to kill him

SEAN

LEAVE HER ALONE

no

don't trust him

fucker

ill murder you in your sleep

ugh

ew

‘to share them with me’

the look of disgust on everyone’s face

lovely

i despise all of this

the father of samantha’s here

yay

more pain

good god

lady

shut the fuck up about my wife

she did not ask for this

‘hes a psychopath’

and what are you exactly?

kim and adammmm

the look of murder on lim’s face is so true

i love it

‘i will get it all... for you’

SHUT THE FUCK UP

adam looks like he wants to punch him

id pay good money to see that

this isn't gonna end well

i do not like this conversation

not in the slightest

oh ew

no

no

no

disgusting

*gagging sounds*

im gonna throw up

actually

ugh

no

stop

stoP IT

E W

S T O P

no

im actually so repulsed

i will throw up

hailey

don't do something stupid

or rash

oh good

he stopped

my skin is still crawling

nope nvm

its still crawling

i wanna tear my hair out

father

tell the truth

please

oh god

god im actually gonna throw up

TELL THE TRUTH RICHARD

P L EA SE

TELL THE TR U T H

oh lovely

somethings gonna go wrong

and she won't be there

or she’ll be dead

please keep my babies safe

please

she isn't there

i fuckin knew it

so fuckin convenient

how do the becks fit?

richard beck prolly did something

tell the truth man

please

help t h e m

yea richard

why are you lying

tell the goddamn truth

hailey’s gonna come with some sort drop on richard

oh no nvm

its something else

something’s gonna go wrong here too

yay

shootout

I KNEW SOMETHING WAS GOING TO GO WRONG

joy

one of them’s dead

this chase isn't gonna end well

something’s gonna happen

oh lovely

the van flipped

what're the chances both of them are dead?

oh gunshots

yay

oh samantha

my poor child

oh no

noooooo

samantha

god

i want an explanation to all of this

don't lie samantha

how convenient that both of them are dead

this is something else

i knew that there’s something wrong with the dad

‘you want us to keep an eye on him?’

‘you’re damn right’

lovely

can't wait to see where this goes

its gonna come up later, i can feel it

how come her HUSBANDs name in her phone is ‘jay halstead’

it should've been ‘hubby’

or ‘handsome’

or ‘baby’

or ‘detective hotstead’

dammit

hailey getting so excited with the phone ringing only to find out that its the county jail

‘my husband is jay halstead’

IM CRYING

her voice breaking and shaking

im not okay

no

shes about to cry

EXTENSION????

NO

PLEASE NO

IM CRYING

STOP

STOP

STOP

NO THE RING

STOP IT

I HATE EVERYTHING

sean i despise you with everything that i have

i would like to kill you

god that scar on his head scares me

sean

shut the fuck up

idk how many times ive said that

but shut up

‘its a good speech but youre giving it to the wrong person’

IS THIS SUPPOSED TO BE A REFERENCE TO JAY??

CUZ ILL KILL HIM

chicago pd writers better sleep with one eye open

im coming for you

#*kissy kissy* watches chicago pd #chicago pd 10x12 #chicago pd spoilers #hailey upton #adam ruzek #hank voight #kim burgess #dante torres #trudy platt

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DSD-Chapter 21: Why Did I Write This (18+) TW!!

MASSIVE TW!!! R*pe, non-con, abuse, why did I write this oh god

Summary: ...I'm sorry

You woke up, you were tied and gagged. You saw Aaron next to you, still passed out.

“You got that equipment ready?” Fisk asked.

“Yes sir, I got Bullseye tracking the Morales family.” Tombstone answered.

“Good. You got a name for him yet?” 

“I was thinking The Prowler.”

“...Yeah, that’ll work. You have fun with him.” 

“You have fun with her… She’s a piece of work.” 

“They’re the most fun to break Lonnie.” 

You squeezed your eyes shut, this was just a nightmare, a bad dream… You’ll wake up with your dogs and it’ll all be over.

You were a fucking idiot. Fisk picked you up and swung you over his shoulder, his large hand caressed your ass. You were going to kill this man. You were going to make him pay for this. Fisk unceremoniously dropped you to the floor, you cried out in pain.

“Fucking knew it, stop pretending you’re still knocked out. You can’t get out of this princess.” Fisk snarled. 

You mumbled something from the gag, he sighed as he untied it, you bit his hand, and he stumbled back.

“You bitch!” he kicked you in the stomach, knocking the air out of you, you gasped for breath.

“W-why the f-fuck did you call me princess?” You wheezed.

“You fucking bit me!” 

You glared at him.

“Because I’m the king-”

“W-well then wouldn’t t-that make me your daughter? Is that w-what you’re into?” you managed to get out. “Wow, you’re a real smartass, aren’t you?” 

“Well I did get my bachelor in-OW!” you cried out as Fisk grabbed you by your hair and pulled you up, you glowered at him.

“I don’t think you seem to understand what’s going on here. I. Own. You.”

“I don’t belong to anybody.” you spat in his face, he slapped you across the face, and you cried out.

“No more of this witty, sarcastic, dumbass dialogue. You will do whatever the fuck I tell you to. And from now on, you call me master, understood?” he snarled.

“...what if I don’t?” you asked.

Fisk slapped you again, you saw stars… he was strong, and you knew that he was holding back on you, you’ve seen him crush a man's skull as if it were a sparrows egg, you’ve seen him throw men through ten fucking walls, you saw him fight Spiderman… You never got to talk to May Parker and Mary Jane. 

“You get punished, and it will escalate. And you don’t want that.” he dropped you to the floor, you crumpled at his feet, everything hurt… the bullets were still in your leg, your nose was broken, and you were certain that at this point you were bruised everywhere, and you definitely had a concussion… You were weak, you were vulnerable, and Fisk knew that.

“Do you understand?” he asked.

You couldn’t take another hit, you weren’t that stupid… You had to play along, for now.

“Yes,” you grumbled.

“Yes, what?”

“...”

“Say it.”

“Yes Master,” you growled.

“Good. Put this on.” he threw an extremely skimpy lingerie on the ground in front of you.

“I can’t walk… I have two bullets in my left leg,” you said.

“Jesus Christ,” he muttered as he took out a first aid kit, he grabbed your left leg and pulled him towards you, he put on gloves and dug his fingers into your wounds, you screamed out in pain, white spots clouding your vision. You cried out as he poured rubbing alcohol into the wounds, he wrapped it and glared at you.

“Now you won’t die of a god damn infection.” he snapped.

“Wow, how generous of you,” you whispered, Fisk grabbed you by the hair again and stood you up, you stood in front of him, glaring at him.

“Take off your clothes,” he ordered.

“...” 

“Now. Do it slowly, like you always do.” 

You wanted to tell him to fuck off, that this is different… But at least now you knew that he had nothing to give you, you knew now that he was using you, he was always using you. So you didn’t have to pretend like you enjoyed any of this anymore. You could barely move, everything hurt. But you had to, otherwise, he was going to kill you. You were delirious, everything was blurry, and your body couldn’t take the pain, but it had to. You slowly stripped off your combat uniform, exposing your damaged, bruised body. Fisk grinned.

“I thought this turned you off,” you muttered.

“...say it again, say it right,” he ordered.

“...I thought this turned you off… Master.” you spat out.

“Watch your tone Princess,” he warned before he answered your question. “It’s different with you Hana… I didn’t see it before, but this is who you truly are. Broken, bruised, defeated. And I love it.”

You shuddered as you started to put on the lingerie.

“No, all of it.” Fisk gestured to your bra and underwear, tears sprung against your eyes but you blinked them away, you couldn’t let him win. You took off your bra and underwear, you could barely stand, everything hurt so much.

“Let me look at you.”

You felt a tear roll down your cheek as you stood to face him, he grinned at you.

“Beautiful.”

You reached down to put on the lingerie but he stopped you, holding up a collar and leash, you glared at him.

“Save that for later, come here.” 

You didn’t move.

“Now,” he demanded.

You limped towards him, he smirked as he put the collar around your neck, he yanked you onto his lap, you tried to get away, but he had you in his arms… You were trapped.

“I’ve been dreaming of this for a long, long time, to finally own you,” he whispered in your ear, tears fell down your face, you didn’t look at him. You had to get out of this, there was the whiskey glass if you could just-

“You’re still fighting me… You’re planning a way to escape right now, aren’t you? You still want to go find your brother, even after all the pain that he’s caused you?” he asked.

“You caused this pain.” you snapped.

“You’ll never find your brother Hana. I killed him.” 

You froze, it was as if time itself slowed down, no. No this was just another trick, he was lying.

“What were his last words? Don’t come looking for me? You should have listened to him Hana, maybe you wouldn’t be where you are now. Do you want to know how I did it?”

You shook your head, you felt numb… It was all over, Hiro was gone. You didn’t want to live anymore, you wanted the pain to go away.

“He tried to escape with the other two survivors, now I killed those two quickly, but your brother? I started with his legs, smashed them into a bloody pulp, then I let him drag himself to get his phone. I heard him talk about you to the other subjects, saying that he was doing this for you. I wanted to make sure that you got the message. And when he finished on the phone, I finished him. Smashed his fucking head in.” Fisk laughed at your expression… That same deep laugh that you heard on the phone.

“No…” you whispered.

“Yes. How do you feel about that? To know that your brother is dead, that there’s nothing that you can do about it?” he asked.

You were broken, you didn’t feel anything… you felt nothing. Fisk fondled one of your breasts, you didn’t stop him, you didn’t care, he laughed.

“You’re not going to get away with this,” you muttered.

“Who’s going to stop me? Otto? He couldn’t kill me if he tried, and do you really think that he would come to save you? Just because he said that he cares about you?” Fisk taunted.

“...That’s what people do when they care-”

“He may love you, but he won’t die for you.” Fisk snaps.

“...he loves me?”

“Don’t act all surprised, we both have seen the way he looks at you. You’ve made him weak… Thank you for that, you always surprise me Hana.” he ran his fingers through your hair, you fumed silently.

“Either way, it doesn’t matter in the end. You’re mine now, not his.” he purred.

“I’m going to kill you.” you snarled.

“You’ll try, but you won’t… You have a friend, right? And family down in Colorado? It would be a shame if something were to happen to them…” 

“What do you want from me?” you asked.

“I want you to be mine, all mine. If you obey me, your family stays safe, I’ll make you happy Princess, you won’t have to worry about anything, just submit to me.” he growled, grabbing you by the chin. You looked away.

“Look at me, tell me that you’re mine.” He ordered, his grip tightened and you cried out.

“...I-I’m yours,” you muttered.

“That’s a good girl… Come here.” Fisk ran his rough hands over your body, you wanted to kick him, to rip his throat out… But you already lost Hiro, you didn’t know how you could live with yourself if the rest of your family got killed because of you… They still thought that you were still teaching at that Dojo, you missed them so much. Fisk's hand traveled down in between your legs, and you stiffened.

“Stop fighting me, you’re only making this harder for yourself.” Fisk coaxed, you didn’t respond… you were helpless, and he knew it. What could you do? 

“Get on the bed,” he ordered, you hesitated before he pushed you onto it, you winced and curled up into a ball, everything hurt… He killed Hiro… He was going to kill your family. Fisk laughed as he removed his pants and picked you up by the hair, you weren’t doing this… You squirmed but he held you up against the wall, he kissed you, you turned your head but he tightened his grip around your wrists, you cried out and he chuckled. “You taste so fucking good.” his rough tongue ran down your neck, and you tried to wriggle free. 

“Please… stop,” you begged.

“Don't tell me what to fucking do,” he muttered as he rammed his massive girth into you, you bit back a scream. You hated this, you hated him, you hated yourself… How could you let him do this to you? You were weak…

“Oh fuck… I missed this, Otto’s been keeping you from me. But don’t worry, you’re back where you belong.”

No, I’m not. You wanted to yell at him, you bit back another cry as he rammed into you again, you couldn’t take this.

“Scream for me, fucking cry, let it all out Princess,” he ordered.

For the first time, you did what he said, you wailed in agony, your brother was dead, all of this was for nothing. You cried hot, heavy tears for Eli, the only one in The Underground who was kind to you, and now he was dead. You screamed with rage for everyone who had ever used you, and you cursed yourself, for falling for all of it. That you were stupid enough to think that you would ever get out of this, that this wasn’t what was waiting for you in the end. 

Fisk grunted as he finished, he shoved you onto the bed. 

“Take a shower, you’re disgusting,” he ordered as he left you there, you broke down in tears. 

#imsorry #r*pe tw #non con tw #smut #fanfic #fanfiction