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casiia · 1 year

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virgin!ethan landry buying condoms before attending a party with chad (idk this would be so funny and awkward😭😭😭)

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pairing .: ethan landry x reader

genre .: suggestive

word count .: 3k

warnings .: suggestive content (minors dni.), female reader, alcohol indulgence, dry humping

author's note .: SORRY NO SMUT! just a lot of plot! but i had soo much fun writing this, whoever requested this i think you’re so funny! i originally was going to add smut but lack of motivation. my little nerd boy psycho getting teased by shirtless farmer chad makes me giggle. but i hope you guys love this as much as i do because i’m giggling soso bad. also i don’t have a dick i’ve never bought condoms b4 so i tried my best errr. also also guys please b careful when drinking at parties. this is just a lot of plot and lowkey ethan x chad (im slash jay) but if enough people want it i will write smut in a part 2.

“wait why are you turning? we’re supposed to go down this street for another light.”

the muted sound of rain echoes inside the car; droplets of water splattering against the fogged windshield blurred the bright traffic lights, a mixture of green and red reflecting against the dash.

“pitstop. gotta pick up some stuff.” chad taps his fingers against the steering wheel impatiently – waiting for the light to turn green. his thumb smooths over the grooves that were engraved in the leather, frustration threatening to expose from his composed state. “get the fuck off your phone! go, the light is green.”

“pick up stuff? not drugs, right…?” ethan looks up from his phone, his illuminated screen lighting his features from the shadows of the night. with a buzz, he focuses his attention back to his device. a smile graces his lips as he reads over your notification, fingers moving quick to type a response to you.

“no, not drugs. condoms.”

adjusting the seat belt that suddenly became uncomfortable around his neck, ethan swallows thickly, a blush creeping onto his cheeks. “oh.”

“i mean, you’re gonna need them. i doubt nothing’s gonna happen between you and her tonight.” pulling into the lot, chad cheekily smiles over to his friend, playfully hitting his arm.

“w-what? we aren’t anything serious, i don’t think she looks at me like that.” leaning towards the window to escape chad’s ruthless teasing, he resisted the urge to check the notification that had vibrated his phone – knowing it was from you.

“she definitely does, she’s always giving you that look.” throwing his hands up in gratitude when he found a parking spot, chad carefully pulled into the tight spot. “you guys are so annoying, everyone can see it but you two.”

“what look?” unbuckling his seat belt with a click, ethan chews on his bottom lip to stop the smile that threatened to show on his face.

“the ‘i want to fuck you’ look.” turning the engine off with the twist of a key, chad unbuckles and climbs out of the car. “just fuck already, what’s stopping you.” watching ethan take off the cardboard helmet of his costume, he chuckles lightly. “i mean, she wants to fuck a guy dressed up as a cardboard robot.”

“hey. it’s from that movie murder party, and maybe put on a shirt before you comment on my costume.” opening the passenger door, ethan reaches into the back seat, grabbing a plain white tank and tossing it to the shirtless farmer standing in the drizzling rain.

“oh right.”

“i don’t think there is a ‘fuck me look’ i think you’re thinking way into things.” stepping out and shutting the door, ethan stuffs his phone and wallet into his back pocket, walking towards the pharmacy with long strides to avoid the rain.

“what would you know, you’re a virgin.” locking the car with a loud beep, chad swings his lanyard around his fingers, letting his keys jangle against each other carelessly. laughing loudly when he catches a glimpse of ethan’s shocked expression, he holds his hands out in reassurance. “well i mean, after tonight you won’t be.”

“i’m not gonna do anything with her unless she wants me to.” walking past the automated doors, he waits for chad to walk in front of him, not wanting to waste time and lead the two into the wrong aisle.

“well of course, but it’s better to be safe than sorry at the end of the night. don’t wanna get her pregnant or anything.” chad grins, walking towards an aisle in the back – almost too easily, like he’s been here a million times.

“right. how do you…put one on?” glancing at the many colorful boxes to his left, he clears his throat when turning to his right, staring at the shelf of the pregnancy test.

“open the wrapper, careful not to rip it that’s important, then just slide it on. if it’s that much trouble just ask the girl.” chad hums to the music playing overhead in the store, squatting down to get a peak at the bottom shelves.

“oh, okay. what about lube, think i’ll need that?” eyeing the different brands of condoms, he feels his phone buzz again, the weight of his phone all of a sudden feeling heavy in his pants.

2 messages from angel girl

ethan smiles at the notifications, quickly swiping into his phone to answer you. warmth bubbles in his chest as he replies, watching his message turn from sent to read in just a second.

“hey, are you listening to me?”

“huh?” looking up from his phone, his smile drops, snapping out of his dazed state.

“i said, lube is a waste of money. just use spit, works the same if you can also get her wet.” picking up a box of magnums, chad stands from his squatted position, patting out the creases in his pants before heading to the register. “there’s nothing to be worried about, bro. just make sure you focus when it happens, stay in the moment. the usual.”

“mhm.” now very anxious, ethan trails behind his roommate with twisted fingers. “maybe i should take the costume off?” picking at the hem of his shirt under the cardboard vest, he laughs awkwardly; imagining you taking his ridiculous costume off before climbing under the blankets had him shaking his head.

“maybe just keep the helmet, can’t not dress up at a halloween party.” grabbing his wallet from his pocket once they reached the self checkout machines, he scanned the box before swiping his card. “we should go, mindy’s been on my ass.”

the two of them ran to the car, seeking shelter from the rain that turned from a light drizzle to a thundering pour. ethan ran his hands through his hair, combing his damp brown hair out of his face. leaning back into the leather seat with a huff, he groaned dragging his hands down his cheeks, the cardboard around his chest stiffening his movements.

slipping his arms into the cut out holes, he shimmied the fake armor over his head and let it clumsily fall into the back seat. memories of you and him making the costume made him frown; he thought back to how pretty you look with ruffled hair, sitting on his bedroom floor in only pajamas, cutting away at the cardboard material with kid scissors, cursing at him when he accidentally cut out of the traced lines.

the loud crinkle of plastic strips him of his thoughts, chad loudly tearing into the box. “take a few. i’m just gonna leave the box in the car…for later.”

“think you’re gonna end up with tara tonight?” ethan teases with a smirk. picking at the golden packs, he holds them up to the window, letting the plastic shine against the dull streetlight.

“shut up, now strap in. we’re already late i cannot take another text from mindy.”

the far-off sound of music caught ethan’s attention as chad pulled into the neighborhood, a variety of cars piled into the driveway and along the street, lights flashing from the windows inside the house.

grabbing his poorly made helmet made of cardboard, he slipped it over his head, making sure it sat comfortably and evenly on top of his hair.

“did tara tell you what she was gonna wear?” checking his phone for your notification, ethan frowned slightly when finding out you had left him on read. he was only a few paces from the house, where he would soon find you. although the more he thought of you, the more the nerves began to eat at him. would you even want to sleep with him, what if he was going to make a fool of himself – what if you friendzoned him. rubbing his forehead with a sigh, he stuffed a few condoms into his pockets, his heart beating out of his chest.

“pirate i think, wanted to match but it was too last minute. what about your girl?” making sure the car was locked after they had got out, chad shoves his keys into his pants, letting the lanyard hang within view.

“she didn’t want to tell me, said it was gonna be a surprise.” feeling his heartbeat in his ears, ethan balled his fist tightly, fingernails digging into the palms of his hands. he didn’t want to mess things up with you, he was scared – scared that he would mess things up and lose the best person that had ever shown up in his life.

“relax, you look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“i’m trying, i’m just nervous. i don’t want things to go the wrong way tonight, what if i misread her.” stopping outside the door, he could hear the roar of music, walls vibrating with each base drop. the faint smell of marijuana and alcohol tickled his nose, his face churning immediately at the unpleasant smell.

“whatever happens is for a reason, don’t make sex your first priority. if she wants to fuck you, which im sure she does, she’ll make it clear. stop worrying.” chad places a hand on the brunette’s shoulder, squeezing comfortably.

“right. make sure i don’t drink too much? i actually want to remember this night.” taking one last deep breath, ethan turns the knob on the door, finally arriving at the party. an overwhelming amount of people crowded the kitchen, abandoned red solo cups lingering all over the house.

pushing through the crowd of people with curt apologies, ethan scanned over the horde of tipsy college students, looking for your face in the midst of it all. relaxing a bit when he saw anika in the corner of the room with mindy, he glanced over his shoulder to see if chad was following him before nudging his way through to his friends across the room.

“where have you guys been? i thought we agreed to be here 45 minutes ago!” mindy throws exasperated hands in the air, eyebrows raised mockingly.

“traffic. where’s y/n?” frowning when he didn’t see you amongst the other girls, he turned back to the kitchen to see if you were stuffed in there.

“she was here a second ago.i think she went to ask tara if she knew where you were, but honestly who knows where that little pirate could be.” anika shrugs lightly at the question, repositioning her legs over her girlfriend’s. “what’s going on with you two anyways?”

“noth-”

“ethan?”

spinning on his heel at the sound of your voice, he can’t help but let a smile paint his lips. his voice catching in his throat when he sees you, he drops his arms to his side. jaw dropping ever so slightly, he couldn’t stop the way he looked you up and down, engraving your image in the back of his mind.

you were head to toe in white; high socks that squeezed the fat of your thighs, a white mini skirt that just barely covered the curve of your ass, a semi see through corset, and to top it all off – a pair of small feathery wings that sat on your exposed shoulders.

“an angel.”

“surprise! where’s the rest of your costume? we worked so hard on it.” stepping closer to him to fix his lopsided helmet, you brushed hair out of his eyes with a pout.

“left it in the car, didn’t want it to get ruined or anything.” looking down at you with a smile, he lets his hands wander to your hips; his thumbs caressing your skin just above the waistline of your short mini skirt.

“oh, that’s a shame. you looked so cute in it.” pinching his cheeks in a playful manner, you bit your lip with a laugh, watching him squirm away from you. “let’s get a drink, i’ve been waiting for you.”

grabbing his hand in your left, you intertwined your fingers together, pulling him to the crowded kitchen. half filled bottles and empty plastic cups littered the marble countertop, a sticky residue sheening over the surface of the table.

“hm, i think there’s enough for a couple shots.”

letting go of his hand but still keeping him close, you leaned over the island to grab cups; unscrewing the cap of a half empty vodka bottle, you chewed your lip in concentration, completely eyeballing the amount of liquor you poured into the plastic cup.

“bottoms up, baby!” bringing the cup up to your lips, you cringed lightly, the smell of alcohol making your eyes water. squeezing your eyes shut tightly, you tilted your head back letting the liquid flow into your mouth before swallowing. shaking your head with a groan, you stuck your tongue out feeling the booze burn down your throat, almost instantly warming your chest. “so gross.”

ethan hesitated before drinking the foul smelling alcohol, coughing abruptly afterwards. “not worth it.” hearing you laugh at him, he teasingly shoved your shoulder with a soft smile. “do you think…we could talk?”

“we’re talking right now, pretty boy.” starting to pour another round of shots, you briefly glanced up at him at his silence. “is something wrong?”

“nothing’s wrong, i just meant talk in private.” taking off his fake helmet, he nervously rubbed the back of his neck – patiently waiting for you to finish taking another shot before replying.

“let’s go upstairs.” wiping your lips with the back of your hand, you tossed your now empty cups in the trash before grabbing his wrist and pulling him through the house. music blaring uncomfortably in your ear, you took in your surroundings before leaving; people at every inch of the house, a line forming for the bathroom, corners where couples made out, and a couch where all of your friends sat. catching chad’s eye, he gave you a knowing smirk while raising his eyebrows. flipping him off in return, you squeezed ethan’s wrist lightly, guiding him up the stairs and to an empty bedroom.

ethan tried his hardest not to look up your skirt while you walked in front of him, but of course he failed. he caught a glimpse of your undergarments – pretty pink panties with a white lace lining the edges. swallowing his guilt, he shifted his gaze back to the ground, fearing that he would get worked up the longer he stared. “do you know where you’re going?”

“not in the slightest, but it’s a big house, there’s bound to be one more vacant bedroom.” jiggling the knobs of each door, you giggled quietly hearing the muted moans from inside occupied rooms. “oh here.” twisting the handle and peeking inside, you opened the door for him when deeming it was clear.

closing and locking the door behind you, you made your way over to the bed, sitting on the edge with your hands neatly folded in your lap. “what’s on your mind? you’re kinda scaring me.”

dropping his costume prop near the door, ethan covered his face, groaning into his hands before finally piling up enough courage to look you in the eye. “what are we?”

“what do you mean?” furrowing your brows with an awkward laugh, you could feel heat creep up your neck, the liquor settling in your stomach.

“you’re always calling me these names, and touching me in ways you don’t do with anyone else. i just want to know if you’re playing with me.” sitting next to you on the bed, he kept a fair distance respecting your boundaries. “i like you a lot. more than i want to, i need to know if you feel the same.”

“i-” sighing loudly with shaky hands, you shifted your position, sitting on your knees while facing him. the hem of your skirt creeping up your thighs as you sat back. “i like you too, i just didn’t know how to tell you.” crawling closer to him, you reached for his hand, pressing his palm to your heart. “this is how you make me feel. all the time.”

“can i kiss you?”

nodding with a big grin, you let him lean forward to connect your lips. putting a hand on his shoulder to stabilize yourself, you hummed softly feeling him pull you closer, straight into his lap. the kiss was sweet and soft, lips moving slowly against each other, teeth clashing together with inexperience. you wrapped your arms around his neck, slightly grinding your hips down into his. “fuck, sorry.”

whining into your mouth, ethan squeezed your hips harshly. “no, please. again, m’felt good.” pulling away from your lips with a heavy pant, he cupped your face, thumb smoothing over your cheekbone.

“yeah? s’that why you brought me up here?” giggling, you rolled your hips again, the seam of his pants nudging at your clothed clit. lips parting with a quiet moan, you bit the inside of your cheek, a blush painting your cheeks.

“maybe.” tilting your head up with his thumb, he pressed kisses down your exposed neck, nibbling and sucking numerous marks along the way. “fuck, i want you.” slipping his hand down your back, he squeezed the fat of your ass, mumbling against your neck.

“i know, baby. but not tonight.” pushing him away just enough to see his face, you pressed a sweet kiss to the button of his nose. “want your first time to be something you’ll remember, not even a little bit fuzzy.”

opening his mouth in protest, you shook your head – your opinion already set in stone. pecking his lips one last time, you climbed off of his lap.

“you’re such a tease”

🏷 .:@loaksbitch @sullybby @dilfverz my stinkies

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mikayesha · 7 months

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Klavier would be so proud of you, Maya.

#aa #ace attorney #ace attorney shitpost #ace attorney franmaya #franmaya #franziska von karma #maya fey #i have been high up in the clouds lately #must be these damn schoolworks #i wanna draw something serious PLEASE NOT... NOT THIS.#enjoy tho #sorry

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rkmarchive · 2 years

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he cant get enough of you. mark cant get enough of you. everyday, he wants to be around you. he wants to feel your skin on his own. mark wants to take his time with you. he wants to put his hands on your shoulders, tits, hips, thighs, and on your pussy. he wants to spend his days being near you. kissing you and familiarising your addicting scent he knows and loves. tonight, the bed felt empty without you. he would call you every night just to see your beautiful face smiling at him and ask you how your day was. seeing you through the screen wasnt enough for him. it was a very lonely night for mark and it was unfortunate for him because his body is so warm and his cock is needy and begging to be touched by your hand or inside your pussy.

he licked his lips as he closed his eyes while his hands moved around his body, slowly, touching every part of himself imagining it is you whos doing this to him. light tickling sensation on his neck, soft grip on his sides, and teasingly soft touches almost like feathers on his clothed aching cock. “fuck..” he muttered as he continued to get himself horny thinking about you. he thought about your body. on how your hips swayed seamlessly when you walked. on how your tits doesnt fit in your shirt. and on how you looked so delicious under him, getting fucked out good by his cock you were practically drooling. he had enough. he needed to relieve his aching cock right now. he sat up on the bed, taking off his shirt and laid back down again to lift up his hips to remove his underwear. his cock made a small slap as it landed on top of his stomach. mark breathed in and out heavily as he teased his tip to his veiny shaft and to his balls. hes oozing of precum and he gathered all of his liquid and spread it all around his tip. “mmm..” he closed his eyes as he created a vivid scene of you in his mind.

there you were, laying down on your back and ready to take all of him. your legs were automatically spread open and for mark to see your pretty pussy splattered with your own clear wetness. he stood on the edge of the bed, watching you look so desperate and practically aching while he enjoyed your reaction and slid his hand up and down his cock, teasing you. “m..markie please fuck me” you pleaded as you watched his cock with hungry eyes and waiting for him to destroy and devour you whole. “baby, i swear you ruin me” mark whispered as he climbed onto the bed and rested his knees on the mattress, using his one hand to direct his cock onto your clit, playing with it. you gripped the sheets tightly as you felt many pleasurable nerves playing around inside your body. “you like this, cutie?” mark sighed, moving his tip up and down and side to side much faster for you to cum. “dont stop m-markie.. m’gonna cum!” you yelped as you felt yourself getting closer and closer until you felt a sharp shock spreading across your whole body until you went limp, breathing heavily. “such a beautiful girl.. my beautiful girl..” mark leaned down to kiss and suck on your neck, teasing your entrance for a bit before allowing himself inside fully.

“ah~ s..so big”

“baby i fucked you many times before. you can take it” he kissed your forehead.

“just take my cock baby” he moved his hips slowly

“take me” he whispered. he felt so good when hes inside you and he wishes everyday and every second of his day to see and play with your pussy and consider it his forever. his cock felt so warm and wet, his surroundings completely vanished and it was you and him only in this very room, making sweet love to you and knowing youre enjoying his presence makes him want to fuck you harder. he slowed himself down and guided your legs around his waist. you crossed your ankles and locking them so you are him are one. “i love you so much baby, he kissed each one of your shoulders “i wanna keep showing how much i love you..” his hips went a little faster, making loud claps of skin. “ah! ah fuck markie! s-slow down!” the pleasure was too much for you and you didnt know why you blurted that you wanted him to slow down when hes hitting that spot repetitively, making you seize. mark loves your body and he wants to worship every body part you have. to your eyes, lips, ears, neck, arms, legs, ankles. he wants to kiss and lick every part of you and he would still worship you like a goddess. “fuck.. youre liking this cock baby?” he said, struggling and out of breath. “loving how i feel?” you nodded as you cant speak out any words at the moment. he continued to look at your face as his way to getting closer and closer to that desired sensation he desperately craves for. he has options to cum on your face, chest, or your abdomen. but he always wanted to ask you if you wanted a part of him inside you forever. “babe can i cum inside? youre so warm fuck..” he snugged his face deep into your neck. “please please please..” every stroke left him closer and closer. he closed his eyes tighter as his cock was about to give out and emptying himself inside you.

“shit! oh god! fuck!” he continued to stroke himself to make sure every cum drop comes out. “oh my god baby..” he catches his breath for a minute. hes covered in sweat as he opened his eyes seeing that he had came all over his stomach, chest and neck. even his chin. he picked off some cum on his fingers, examining it wishing you were here to lick his cum off his stomach and everywhere else.

“fuck..”

#mark lee smut #nct smut #nct scenarios #nct 127 smut #nct dream smut #mark smut #nct mark smut #nct x reader #draft #désolé parce c'est tres grande #enjoy tho #<3

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connorconsumestrousers · 1 year

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tsp × superliminal !!!!

#fanart #the stanley parable #gay #tspud #the narrator #tspud stanley #tspud fanart #tspud narrator #tsp #the stanley parable fanart #superliminal #superliminal tsp crossover #i really.... really enjoy them...#i have been BRAINROTTING abt this all WEEK #finally decided to draw sonethinh digitally for it #i haven't posted in a while #like actually posted posted #enjoy tho #<3333

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callmegaith · 4 months

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Murder Theater

and also some animal symbolism or whatever

#not gonna tag in main #its a whole lotta nothing burger #just nothing doodles #enjoy tho

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kurevniik · 3 months

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edsworl

#my art #artwork #eddsworld #ew tord #ew tom #ew edd #ew matt #eddmatt #ew matilda #here i am #once again #ignore that these r kinda uhh screwy #ao3 is down and im miserable #god i cant even look at these much longer #enjoy tho #bone apple teeth

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slaughtercabin · 8 months

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can u draw smuldunde

of course big boss...........

#sorry it took me forever to answer this one #im still figuring out how to draw the hylics... so subject to change #enjoy tho #smuldunde #hylics #asks #saff's art #safehaven

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lost-souls-wander · 2 years

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hunter x reader Chapter 4

It was dark when May woke up, there was a bright flash that illuminated everything before the loud rumble of thunder settled in her ears as a loud war drum. It didn't take long for the sound of rainfall to hit the windows and to wake May even further.

She sat upright and as it sank in another rumble of the thunderous war-drum made itself known in the distance, It was calming at first, the harsh tapping on the house of the rain. Until-

FUCK- THE ZOMBIE-

May thought as she practically jumped sluggishly out of bed and made a sprint for her wardrobe. Hastily grabbing a backpack and a plastic bag she started to fill her plastic bag with 2 blankets, a spare set of clothes consisting of 2 sweatpants and a shirt followed by a towel and a hoodie. Putting the plastic bag inside of the backpack May practically sprinted down the stairs and grabbed fruits and snacks and stuffed them in her bag also.

After deeming she had gotten everything she needed, May grabbed her raincoat and flung it over herself before sprinting back upstairs, out of her window- and into the pouring rain, if she didn't have her raincoat on she would be 100% sure she would've been looking like she just dunked herself into the river.

Jumping on her bike she willed herself to bike faster and faster as the rain and wind tried to throw her over so many times, she swore she could hear screaming in the distance. May genuinely hoped it was just her imagination playing tricks on her. But the closer she got the more she realized it wasn't a trick, He was really screaming, howling in pain too. Her stomach had twisted itself in knots as it threatened to throw stomach acid right up. May stomached it down and threw her bike down as she ran down the gigantic sand hill that had been turned into a gigantic mudslide.

When she finally reached the bottom of the hill she ran towards him and the minute he recognized her did the howling and screaming stop, The critter continued to growl however as he shivered uncontrollably in the ice cold pouring rain, even May didn't notice how cold and wet she had gotten until she saw her own hands shaking. They needed shelter and fast, and he needed to be removed from those rods.

All logic had been thrown out of the window when May sprinted towards one of the gray construction houses and smashed the door in, praying there weren't any zombie's there she ran further in and wiped her face so she could actually see something. And there she saw it, in the far corner there was a pair of gigantic scissors used to cut metal rods with.

Dumping her backpack down she grabbed the scissors and sprinted back outside to where the zombie was shivering and shaking. Wincing he growled but passed out mid growl, and quickly got to work as panic started to take its hold of May. She positioned the scissor as close to his arm, but leaving a chunk out so she could remove it later she started to apply pressure to the scissor. And after a few tried the metal rod gave away and cut in two.

Quickly proceeding to do the same with the other arm and legs, her arms were aching but she threw the scissors away and quickly caught the zombie as he fell towards her, quickly dragging him towards the safety of the building where her backpack and supplies were. Dragging her legs through the mud and soaking sand May struggled opening the door, but after finally opening it she quickly dragged him inside and sat him down on the couch with a crack that made her wince, that couch was hard and probably very uncomfortable. She was gonna have to fix that soon.

Rushing over and shutting the door she threw off her raincoat and got to work.

There were some cracks or missing windows so she went ahead and got some trash bags and duck-tape and closed those up, her arms were heavy from carrying a person who was bigger than her, and probably a lot heavier than her. After finally closing all of the windows with tape and bags she finally turned her attention towards the couch were he was laying on.

She was gonna have to remove those nasty rods first, otherwise she wouldn't be able to get him dry clothes. Quickly looking around the room she spotted the familiar red box with a white cross on it as a medic kit on the floor, covered with moisture from the rain and mud from the heavy wind. Quickly walking over to it she grabbed it and fumbled the dirty box open and placed it down on the coffee table that was next to the couch, grabbing a pair of gloves, needle and thread, band-aids and disinfect spray she went ahead and got to work.

Cutting through the arms and leg holes she got rid of the fabric that had gotten in the way, slightly getting a big disgusted by the smell of the clothes, the outside was wet from the rain and smelled like wet dog, the inside on the other hand- smelled like blood, sweat, and a lot of other things she didn't need to know.

When the cloth had been removed she went over to her bag again and grabbed a water-bottle and poured some on the area that she was gonna work with, before rubbing the spot with her clean glove covered hand to make sure she wouldn't get infected with anything. When she deemed the spot clean enough she got the disinfectant and poured some on the spot she just cleaned and cleaned her glove covered hands again before rubbing the disinfectant in the skin. Grabbing the pole firmly in her hand she took one last look at the slightly trembling figure under her and pulled on the longest piece of the rod and gently prodded it out of the arm, hoping to whatever was out there that it hadn't pierced a nerve or a main blood vessel.

When the rod had been removed May used long iron pincers to open up the wound and check on the inside of the wound. Other than all the redness she couldn't recognize anything similar to an infection. Not that she could considering May wasn't a medical professional, or had any experience in the medical field.

After deciding the wound was gonna be alright and grabbing a needle and thread before getting to work, Considering she was quite reckless as a child, and having seen how the doctors did their stitches on her before- could have slightly caused an obsession with becoming a surgeon after being sown back together by professionals.

Carefully stitching the holes in his arm into a neat line and repeating the process on the back side of the arm. It was a long and tiring process and the storm outside just kept raging on, The wind howled around the building we were in, and the thundering noises outside got more frequent- as time passed on. It got a lot chillier the longer she kept fixing his arms and legs.

After the final rod has been removed and the wound finally sewed shut with disinfectant rubbed on the wound and wrapped up in bandages did she notice how she was shaking, weather it was from the cold or from the pure adrenaline she couldn't tell, it was probably both.

She finally stood up and her legs popped a weird crack when she did so, walking towards her bag with stiff legs she rummaged through the bag, the plastic rustling in the room with the wind in the background howling to get in, rustling the plastic trash bags that covered the windows loudly, yet unsuccessfully getting in.

Grabbing the old looking roses covered shirt for herself and quickly undressing and putting on fresh dry clothes she quickly and swiftly did the same for him. Looking at the floor as she did his black colored sweatpants on him and quickly putting the crop-top hoodie on him, damn, she really could've swore that she packed a normal hoodie. Did she even wear crop-top hoodies?

Her questions were quickly silenced as she quickly put the hoodie on him, being extra careful with the movements of his arm muscles and the stitches.

Looking at the hoodie he had worn before she cut it off of him to tend to his wounds she put it in the bottom of her bag, next to the plastic bag, not wanting to get the other 2 blankets dirty along with the towel.

Speaking of towels-

May grabbed the towel, stood up again and walked over to the zombie and gently dried its hair off, making sure to gently pat its face as well making sure it was completely dry before her brain finally decided to voice its opinion.

shouldn't we have dried our hair off first?

May scrunched up her face at that thought, realizing she now either had to dry off her hair with the same towel, or risk getting sick from a cold. Sighing she put the towel to her head and started rubbing her hair dry, patting down the strands that were still wet before leaving the towel over a chair to dry hopefully.

She really couldn't risk getting sick now, not when danger was so close. Not when there was a literal zombie plague running around the states. Did the rest of the world get affected by it too? May really hoped that the plague was contained, and not wide spread.

Looking back into the plastic bag, taking the 2 blankets out of it she stood once more, noting down how she almost fell over. making May really realize she needed sleep desperately. Gently Pulling the Zombie towards her so she could put the soft and warm blanket around him, gently pushing him his back back into the couch now wrapped in a cocoon of soft fluff.

Looking back on her handiwork May yawned and felt her eyes start to droop, quickly getting onto the couch herself and wrapping her cold form with another blanket, leaning into the other corner of the couch and falling asleep as soon as her eyes closed.

Night time passed really fast.

#hunter x reader #chapter 4 #HOLY IM DOING IT AGAIN #THIS TOOK SO LONG #I swear I havent lost inspo its just that my parents keep getting worse #hihi like mental health everything is going downnnn #<3 #ENJOY THO #l4d #L4D #hunter #zombie x reader

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