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rayelle · 2 years

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I wanna first address how I see the Parent characters and their relationship with one another or atleast the ones I can still remember.

I will be adding more in the future but for now we talk about their highschool lives.

Let's set the stage, The main cast (excluding Enki, Terry, Derek and Rachel) live in a rural town somewhere in O'khasis and like I said since we will talk about their high school lives, this will take place in "O'khasis High".

Side note: since Jess hates putting MUCH NEEDED last names, I will do it myself, some are Canon, but most have been changed.

•Slyvanna Shalashaska

In highschool, I will be keeping the whole "yandere" thing but changing it to something less problematic going with something in the lines of "obsessive" and/or just flat out crazy.

(I will also be taking out the " yandere-chan emotionless" thing just because I don't like it and instead I will replace it with a "she likes the weird flustered feelings" or just simply that she just gets what she wants, either way it's just Slyvanna being crazy.. obsessive.)

Slyvanna is the school's popular but not popular girl, She's popular in the way that everybody in the school knows who she is but they don't hang out around her.

From Yandere Sim I will be keeping the whole "senpai" thing and ways of eliminating rivals, and by eliminating I do not mean killing them like in the game, but the other mechanics like: befriending, match making, bribing, changing other people's reputation and many more.

But other than her weird obsession.. Slyvanna is pretty normal for her age, like aphmau she's smart but fails in math. (why? I want to)

I also put Slyvanna in the debate club just because.. I think she's a good liar and she's just persuasive in general, she makes up good stories and makes people believe it.

(This comes handy for her when she starts changing people's reputations)

•Zackary Everton (Zack)

Suprise Suprise Zack is the "Senpai" of the school, there's actually no reason for Zach to be senpai.. I just.. added him because it's my story and I do what I want.

Anyways, unlike most MC love interests Zack actually has a personality! Omg so shocking!!

Zack is the popular guy and there's an actual reason for it, he's very attractive, Zack has got this dark Wavy brown hair, his gorgeous orange-yellow sunset eyes with long eyelashes and other than being literally so pretty, Zack is actually a pretty kind person during High school.

(I personally believe that Aphmau took her looks and most of her personality from Zack rather than Slyvanna.)

Zack is also a really smart guy, straight A student if you will.(being a doctor and witch craft wizard guy in the future)

He tutors for extra cash because college. I can ramble how much of a pretty nerd Zack is but that will be for another time.

Zack is also in the soccer and track team just because his mom put him in it to keep him fit but even though it was against his will he's still pretty good at it. (Also this is where Aph gets her Athletic genes from.)

Zach even tho being "Mr. Popular" of the school rather than partying, he's normally is just in his house or in another friends house, why? Zach just doesn't enjoy parties.

I don't really know how to describe it but Zach does things that only benefit him, but when he starts seeing how his actions affect others he starts going weak and starts questioning his decisions.

He's bad but he actually takes pity on the people he hurt but in the end as long as he gets what he wants, he slowly forgets about it.

•Eric FireFist

(Last name may most likely change)

Eric is the "wtf he goes here?" Student just because he doesn't show up the entire school year during freshman year and honestly it surprises people how he passed freshman year.

For the most part Eric isn't really a trouble maker he's either just late, doesn't wanna show up, lazy or he just doesn't like the class.

And then suddenly Eric starts going to class when he met Slyvanna, Eric doesn't obsessively crush on people like Slyvanna does but he does try to impress them with his little skills.

Eric actually started getting better grades to impress Slyvanna and made sure she saw how well he cooked during home economics.

Eric is mostly pretty chill, he's obliviously "Slyvanna's Partner in Crime" he doesn't know that Slyvanna is using him to get connections or even doing some of the dirty stuff for her but that doesn't matter to him since he gets to spend time with her.

Eric is actually in the newspaper club, hence why Slyvanna wanted to befriend him to get them juicy connections.

Most weekends you can find Eric helping around animal shelters and doing community service because his parents make him do it.

•Elizabeth Lavena

Ah yes, Elizabeth. Where do I begin with her?

She's just a she-devil character from the start, she creates most of the problems and fights that happen in the school and no one knows that she causes the said problems.

Elizabeth is the kind of person to act stupid and unaware of what's happening around her but is actually the one to be pulling the strings.

Elizabeth doesn't even do this for her own gain- well I mean sometimes she does it for money and power but most of the time she does it because she thinks it fun and hilarious.

Elizabeth was doing all of this undetected until Zack caught her but didn't report her.

Elizabeth was going to smoke behind the bleachers when Zack suddenly popped put of Irene knows where which also scared Elizabeth.

Zack simply tells Elizabeth to stop smoking and starts lecturing her and then Elizabeth starts being smug and says that he has nothing to use against her and Zack just pulls out a literal BINDER filled with Elizabeth's wrong doings with PROOF.

(Zack got all this from Slyvanna, to anybody who was wondering.)

Instead of Elizabeth being nervous that Zack literally has a binder that could send her to Juvenile Detention she instead finds what the hell Zack did attractive. She finds it attractive.

She finally found someone was worth her time and attention, not on the same intelligence level as hers, but the effort is there.

Elizabeth is mostly an average student, you can normally just find her smoking and planning her next "evil plan" in suspicious abandoned houses in the prohibited part of the town.

Elizabeth is in drama club because she's dramatic. I'm kidding it's because she actually has a passion for acting.

•Zianna Bridget

Best girl Zianna!

Zianna is actually a pretty consistent character, she's kind, sweet, caring, loving, good-natured and she doesn't have a single bad Muscle, bone, vein or cell in her body.

Zianna is actually the prettiest girl in the school with Maria just right behind her, she had a lot people asking her out on dates and parties.

Zianna's family is actually the model family in the town and for the correct reasons, Father is a good role model, the mother is kind-hearted, and Zianna is Zianna.

Zianna tho not blessed by academic smarts was blessed by street smarts, this girl knows how to get to places in such a short amount of time, she knows when something is off and immediately calls it out, knows how to wiggle herself out of awkward and difficult situations, and all that jazz.

Zianna = shopaholic. knows every vendor in the Town and she even gets personal 50% offs just because she's that well known by most of the vendors.

Garroth gets his Baseball Athletic-ness from Zianna. Why not Garte? Bcs Fuk Garte. Zianna is a CHAMP at baseball.

Zianna is normally the first candidate when the school has beauty pageant competitions and she comes back trophy in hand.

Zianna doesn't really have a club she joined at school but that's because she serves her time around helping animal shelters and if anyone needs volunteers she's usually in there to help and is normally helping in community service.

Zianna does infact have amazing baking skills even tho it didn't show that much in highschool her skills improved and got better around her time in college.

•Garte Ro'meave

I won't be dwelling much on Garte because I don't like him, and there really isn't much I can say about him.

Highschool Garte is just Highschool Garroth but wasn't a heartthrob because his personality was just bad, alot of girls asked him out because from a far he actually looks sweet but immediately broke up with him because of how much mistreatment they got from him.

(Things like: pointing out insecurities without a second thought, practically embarrassing them during the dates, hardly being polite on said date)

But anyways Garte is normally found training for the varsity team specifically baseball but compared to Zianna he sucks.

Garte is part of band he plays the tuba.. no reason.. he just does.

•Maria Everton

Maria is Zack's younger sister, even though they look nothing alike, they are infact full blooded brother and sister.

Maria has short dark blue Wavy hair (dyes it lighter when she gets older) and big bright teal eyes with, of course long thick lashes.

Maria won't appear alot during the stories, but i do have things I wanna tell about her.

Like I said Maria is one of the prettiest girls only second to Zianna so alot of boys have also asked her out on dates, which she sadly refused because Zack would absolutely go MAD when he finds out people want to woo her sister.

Maria gets along with Zianna quite well, Zack/Maria and Zianna's parents are long time friends so they grew up with eachother.

Maria also goes shopping with Zianna alot, she isn't a shopaholic like Zianna but you know, Zianna gives free food after shopping.

Maria IS BOMB at Arcade games Robotron? Done. Donkey kong? PLEASE street fighter II? EZZ.

Maria is also part of Drama club in the school, she doesn't really like it but she was pressured to take a club so she just kinda.. eenie Minnie miney moe-d the clubs and boom Drama.

And that concludes the main cast! Well atleast the main cast for the highschool part of the story, I will also make one for Rachel, Derek, Terry and Enki but since they don't go to O'khasis High I just didn't add them here, they'll have their own separate blog.

#aphmau #mystreet #aphverse #aphblr #aphmau mystreet #mystreetparents #SlyvannaShalaska #ZackEverton #EricFirefist #ElizabethLavena #ZiannaBridget #GarteRo'meave #MariaEverton

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riverstardis · 1 year

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a moment of clarity:

that outside shot of a guy walking past a house (charlie’s i assume given it then cut to him) looked like it could’ve been out of ‘the lodger’ (the s5 doctor who ep) like that guy could easily be about to be lured in. i mean most likely it actually was the same place used for filming

there’s been a holby uni end of year party and zoe literally walks in and sees all the drunk students and tries to walk right back out again sjdkdkfk

do you think rash went to holby uni? i mean we know he carried on living at home while studying so he can’t have been far right?

matt died :(

lily looking at her five year plan

robyn getting a text from zach and lily’s definitely thinking about how she doesn’t have a boyfriend

again, they’re showing two different cars driving we all know what going to happen

oh is this the ep with the tape worm

ahh the talisman makes a reappearance

lmaoo dixie’s talking about all the process she has to go through before knows whether she can adopt and how she could go through all that and then still not be their ideal candidate and iain’s like “yeah you’re probably right. single, lesbian, shift worker, owner of a depressed labrador. you don’t exactly tick all the boxes do you” and she’s just like “you think little abs is depressed??”

“anxious and overprotective, dix, you’ve definitely got what it takes”

lily quizzing robyn on her date and her methods to getting a date sjsjdjfk

now she’s quizzing max on the holiday he’s planning for him and zoe “does dr hanna respond favourably to this level of spontaneity?” “does a one legged duck swim in circles?” “logically, yes” “yes lily, yes they do” sjskdjkf i love her

now she’s quizzing noel and louise about how they manage spending so much time together

ewwww they pull the worm right out her nose🤢

how do they manage to keep counting their cpr while talking

cal’s obviously upset about matt and still thinking about what he said to him and he gives ethan his stethoscope and walks out mid shift :(

ethan tries to talk to him and cal says the department’s full of time wasters and he wants to make a difference and ethan’s like then you have to commit to something and not keep running away and cal walks off right as he says running away sjdkfkkf

“cal! oh fine go! i’ll just go back in there and pick up the pieces shall i? i’m used to it” :(

cal’s back because he forgot his keys sjskdk

ethan wearing both his and cal’s stethoscopes🥺🥺 a little bit too reminiscent of when he puts cal’s steth on after clearing out his locker for comfort though😢

dylan spotting the talisman and saying he thought he’d asked for it to be removed but then a patient comes in so he ends up putting it in his pocket :/

aww zoe planned a holiday with max in kefalonia with 5 star everything and he’s obviously bothered about it because his holiday plan was devon. he’s feeling the effects of their rather large income gap :(

ah cal telling connie that he wants to start working towards becoming a consultant

she’s surprised because she thought he just couldn’t be bothered

cal taking one of the photos from the calendar prank to the auction sjskdkfk

zoe and max fighting over money :( max goes to sleep in the car

dylan still has the talisman

uh oh tess forces charlie to go to bed saying she’ll look after louis so he can sleep but he asks her to get him a blanket and then escapes the house😬

#classic casualty #a moment of clarity

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shxdowsofombra · 2 years

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Opening the Door

[Hope]

Hope moved to open the door and dipped as Grace stood beside her. “What the fuck are you doing?” She asked softly since the kids were in the room. “You do know this is my house, where are you going?”

[Grace]

“I just…I just thought if Austin saw me he wouldn’t be so shy…he can…he can be rather shy.” She tried to say so she didn’t start a fight with Hope again. “I am just trying to help.”

[Hope]

“Helping would be staying by your husband and not moving. Zach already wants you dead, don’t push it. Austin can see you when he walks in.” She said before looking away from her. “You’re here already. I don’t need Zach thinking something is wrong.” She says as she opens the door and lets David and Austin in.

[Henry]

Henry was talking with Hallie about what the night was going to consist of but more specifically what Hallie thought the night was going to consist of. He knew this was supposed to be exciting but he wasn’t really sure about it.

[Hallie]

“Oh I think it will be really fun. Grandpa bought us a limo so I invited some of our other friends for us to pick up. Like um…Josh I think his name is.” She said as she fixed her hair before seeing the door open.

[Henry]

“You invited my ex to come with us to prom are you out of your fucking mind?” He asks to try to see if she was actually being serious about this.

[Hallie]

“Didn’t dad say we aren’t allowed to cuss at each other?” She asked as she looked at him. “And he needed a ride and he is like a friend of yours so I didn’t mind. And David didn’t either.”

[Henry]

“He is my ex Hallie. Not a friend. My EX. Would you have wanted me to invite one of yours to come with us knowing you have David? No you wouldn’t. It’s common sense Hallie.”

[Hallie]

“Oh I forgot you had no friends. It’s too late. I already did it. It would be rude to disinvite him and unlike you, he is really nice to me. So he’s coming. You already have a date so why does it matter?”

[Henry]

“You don’t get it Hallie and you never will. Maybe you shouldn’t have invited him in the first place. I am telling mom that I am not going and you know if I don’t go she won’t let you go either so. You better find a way very quick.” He tells her.

[Hallie]

“You are such a baby. Tell mom, I don’t care. You do realize Grace is here because of you and dad looks like he’s going to pop a blood vessel. Stiles is avoiding mom at all costs, this is all because you couldn’t get a date on your own. So yes if you need more drama right now, tell mom.”

[Henry]

“Look I have tried to make up with Josh and it didn’t work okay. He never messaged me back or wanted to meet up. I never asked for any of this. It’s embarrassing Hallie. I thought you would understand that.” He says as his eyes flashed blue.

[Hallie]

“You do realize everyone was walking around school calling me a slut for sleeping with my teacher. I am beyond embarrassed everytime I go to school and I have to get over it. You broke his heart so no I’m assuming he didn’t want to talk to you.”

[Henry]

“Yeah I do know that and I helped you through that so you should understand how I feel right now. I didn’t break his heart. What are you even talking about? He didn’t want me. His family doesn’t like ours and doesn’t want us to be together so what am I supposed to do? Mom was not around and you never helped me through it. I was on my own and now you want me to watch as he probably goes with someone else because he doesn’t want me anymore. He broke my heart by telling me all that and not being there when mom was going through…” He suddenly couldn’t breath as he pushed past her.

[Hallie]

“Oh my god Henry, not everything is about you. Mom was in a coma and I was pregnant. And no I talked to him, Josh only said that his parents didn’t like ours because they were both, at the time, killers. Dad is still a killer and while we are perfectly okay with that, not everyone is and that is okay. His family had every reason to be scared. Dad killed my last boyfriend for breaking up with me. That’s not normal. So stop. Please. Other people have bigger issues.”

[Henry]

“I don’t care if his parents don’t like ours. I was upset because Mom was in a coma and you were having your own drama and I just wanted to escape from it and he kept trying to push me. You know I don’t like talking about how I feel. It was too overwhelming at the time. I know I said stupid things but I miss him and I just want him to want me again.” Henry said before moving to the bathroom.

[Hallie]

Hallie eyes turned bright red and she slapped him “Fuck you.” She said softly as her eyes flashed blue and she ran upstairs to her room.

[Henry]

“Of course now you make it all about you.” He mumbled after she went upstairs and he slammed the door to the bathroom.

[Hope]

Hope looked over at Hallie and Henry when she heard the slap and was beyond confused. “What the fuck is going on?” She asked before seeing Hallie run upstairs. “Zach?”

[Zach]

Zach saw Hallie slap Henry and he went over and stopped her before she could make it up the stairs. “Where do you think you are going? We do not slap our siblings in this house.” He says as he grabs her wrist. “Henry, get back out here. We don’t slam doors in this house either.” He called out.

[Hallie]

Hallie ripped her arm away from him. “Stop it.” She says before running back upstairs.

[Henry]

Henry had tears falling down his face as he opened the door back up. The red mark was already forming on his cheek. “She invited my ex-boyfriend to come with us tonight. And she knows I am not over it but she doesn’t care.”

[Hope]

Hope was a bit overwhelmed with everything going on and she knew that wasn’t good for the baby. She looked at Zach and then Henry and Hallie. “Everyone in the kitchen, now.” She said. “That means both of you.”

[Zach]

Zach stopped Hallie again, this time keeping her from getting away. “I said where do you think you are going?” His eyes burned red as he spoke to her. “You do not walk away from me young lady. Now get back down here or I am sending David home.”

[Hallie]

Hallie pushed her father away. “I hate you.” She said softly before hearing her mother’s words and stopping. She groaned as she moved to follow them into the kitchen.

[Henry]

Henry followed into the kitchen after his mother. He wiped his eyes, the spot on his cheek turning even redder.

[Zach]

“You watch your mouth young lady. Listen to your mother and go to the kitchen.” He tells her as he ushers everyone into the kitchen.

[Hope]

“What the fuck is going on? Hallie, did you really invite Josh without telling your brother? And why did you slap him? Henry, what did you say to your sister that made her so mad?” She asked.

[Hallie]

“I don’t even understand why I have to explain anything. Henry is a dick.” She snapped before sighing.

[Zach]

“It doesn’t matter if you think your brother is a dick or not, that does not give you permission to slap him or physically hurt him. We raised you better than that Hallie.”

[Henry]

“I didn’t even say anything that bad. I told her that I didn’t want her to invite him and she told me it’s not all about me. I told her it's embarrassing because he won’t get back to me nor will he accept my apologies. And she said that I should just suck it up and be embarrassed like she did in school when she got pregnant. I wasn’t the one that invited my siblings ex boyfriend to come to prom with us knowing how she feels about him. That is a dick move.”

[Hallie]

“You are such a fucking liar. You basically blamed me having my son on you being a shitty boyfriend. No one told you to insult Josh’s family. You did that all on your own. She’s my mom too, you don’t think her being in a coma while I was fucking pregnant wasn’t stressful to me? Dad wouldn’t leave her side, Emmett was a fucking mess, and you…gosh everything is always about you so you were being a dick to everyone.”

[Hope]

Hope tried breathing to calm herself down and ignored the pain in her stomach as she looked at the kids. “You both are being a pain in my ass. Hallie you can’t go around inviting people that you have no business inviting and Henry, you know how sensitive your sister is about the whole pregnancy thing. You both were stressed and handled it differently. You don’t need to fight. You are family.”

[Zach]

Zach could notice that there was a pain in her stomach due to her heartbeat skipping. “Hope, I can take care of this. Maybe you should go back and make sure our guests are okay. I don’t want something to happen, you know.” He says as he waits for her to leave.

[Henry]

Once Hope left Henry spoke. “She was the one that brought up the whole pregnancy thing. I just wanted her to not invite him. Yeah it was stressful on you too but I am sorry, you have a boyfriend to help you with that so forgive me for not falling at your feet like he does the moment you want something. It was all about you Hallie. Everything is about the princess Hallie. She gets pregnant and everyone needs to help her through it. I have followed the rules and been good and you had me, David, Emmett and mom and dad to help you through your crap. Who helped me? Who kept me from snapping at my boyfriend who had been trying to keep me from snapping at everyone else? No one. No one did because it was all about you!”

“It’s always been about you and the one time I want you to do something simple and not invite the person who got snapped at for everything because no one was there for me. It’s not that hard, Hallie. You knew what happened, you never talked to me once. You never tried to help even once. You went around talking to him and told me things to make me feel even worse about what happened and now you want to blame it on me. No. I hate you. Everything would have been fine between him and I if everyone just did what they were told and followed directions!” He snapped as his eyes turned bright red before flashing black.

[Hallie]

“Princess? God you are so far up your own ass you don’t even see anything but yourself. If my life was so fucking perfect, I wouldn’t of had to spend everyday with Tommy and Ellie. But no Henry all you care about is yourself and that is why Josh broke up with you. Because people are going through shit. Stop lying! You weren’t there for me. You know absolutely nothing! I moved to David’s house because I didn’t have anyone. I-“

[Hope]

“Henry.” Hope snapped as she heard him say he hated his sister. “Will everyone shut the fuck up?” She said loudly. She groaned as the pain got intense and her eyes flashed red. “No one is going to prom. Both of you, in your rooms now.” She snapped.

[Zach]

“Go. This is a dumb arguement. You shouldn’t have invited his ex Hallie. All this would have been avoided if you understood where he was coming from. You also shouldn’t slap your brother just because you didn’t get what you wanted. There are other things to be concerned about than one person and that goes for the both of you.” He tells them. “Now, do as your mother says and go to your rooms.”

[Henry]

“It’s never been about myself, Hallie. Never. And just this once I wanted one thing after doing so much for you like hiding that you kept inviting boys over after they both told you not to. The fact I had to cover for you when you would sneak out to David’s. Everything for me was ruined because of you. Because you never follow the rules. I face the consequences of your mess ups. You sneaking out means I can’t go out with anyone anymore because they are worried I might get someone pregnant or do drugs or something stupid. I have a shorter curfew because you kept breaking yours. I am not doing that for you anymore.”

“I am done helping you. You always have to ruin everything. You used to be someone I wanted to be like. I even admired you when we were younger but you changed. You aren’t the big sister I remember anymore. She would have listened and she would have cared. You aren’t her. I wish I never had a sister!” He said as his eyes turned blue before flashing black as he stormed off to his room.

[Hallie]

“I don’t know what delusional world you live in Henry, but you haven’t done shit for me. Expect ruin my fucking life. I wish you were never fucking born. If you were as smart as you said you were you would know Josh knew you are going to be there and still wanted to come,” She said as her eyes flashed black. “You think that’s why I slapped him? Of course you do. Whatever, defending myself to the person who let someone beat my mother isn’t something I’m interested in. I hate this fucking family.” She said before heading upstairs.

[Hope]

“Hallie.” She says in a low warning before watching them both leave. She saw them leave the room and she grabbed a bottle and slammed it against the wall. “Fuck.”

[Zach]

“Hallie room. Now.” Zach’s voice boomed loudly in the house as his eyes turned red. He waited until they left before taking a breath. “Hope, just breathe. They just need to calm down.”

[Hope]

Hope cussed softly as she saw she cut her hand and laughed at Zach’s words. “Breathe? Okay. Do you…are you serious? Our kids hate each other for the dumbest reason in the world. I…I…I am so fucking angry right now. I can’t even see my brother TJ because of what he did and those two think that they have real problems? I…what the fuck do you want?”

[Grace]

Grace saw the kids running upstairs and moved as she heard something breaking. “I…I just…I don’t mind Henry or Hallie staying with us until they calm down. I know you are pregnant so…I just want to help.”

[Zach]

“You really should not be in this room right now Grace because the only person that is keeping me from killing you is Hope and I don’t think now is the time to be intruding.” He growled. “They are children. They don’t have any idea and they don’t know how to control their anger and feelings. I will handle the kids okay, just try to relax. Try. I will take care of everything else okay?”

[Hope]

“You know I know my brother thinks I am a really shit mom but I do not need you to take my fucking kids. I can handle my kids okay, thanks.” She snapped as her eyes turned bright red. She looked at Zach and was trying her best to calm down. “She slapped him, Zach. He said he hated her. She said he wished he was never born. You can’t take shit like that back. You can’t. So nothing will erase that pain.”

[Grace]

“I never said you were a bad mom, Hope. You…I think you’ve done a fantastic job. I am not trying to take them away. I just want to help. No one wants to see them or you upset.”

[Zach]

“Grace if you don’t fucking leave…I swear to god.” He hissed. “I know. They will have to learn to live with that Hope it is part of growing up. Siblings say things they don’t mean all the time. They are just saying it because they are mad. We will give them some time to cool down and it will be okay.” He tells her softly as he cupped her cheeks and kissed her to try to get her to calm down.

[Hope]

“Oh please, you do not think that. I know you love seeing this. Once again my life falling apart and you being there to enjoy it. Except your not forcing my husband to fuck you this time.” She said before feeling Zach’s hand cupping her cheeks. “I don’t know Zach. This is so different. And did you see their eyes…I don’t-” She looked at him before feeling his lips against hers. She wrapped her arms around him as she deepened the kiss.

[Grace]

She flinched as she heard their words. “You think I think these horrible things of you, but I don’t. And I have said I am sorry multiple times. I will always be sorry. I am just trying to fix this relationship. I am just trying to fix the family. That’s it.”

[Zach]

Zach kissed Hope back before hearing Grace’s voice. “If you don’t leave in the next two fucking seconds I will cut you up into a thousand pieces while you are still alive and then hand them to your husband on a fucking platter. Get out of this room. You were one of the ones who broke it. You can’t undo what you did. You can’t fix it Grace. Nothing you say or do will fix what you did. Now get out.” He roared at her before his eyes flashed black. The sound of glass breaking echoed in the house.

[Hope]

Hope could hear glass breaking and moved away slightly as the glass on the counter broke. “Zach.” She said as she made him look at her. “It’s okay.” She gave him a small smile before kissing him. “You told me it will be okay, so you have to believe it too.” She told him, making sure he kept looking at her and placed his hand on her stomach. “It will be okay.” Hope said as she saw Grace leaving the room.

[Zach]

Zach heard Hope’s words and he looked at her. He took a deep breath and when she placed his hand on his stomach he calmed down. “It will all be okay.” He repeats.

[Hope]

Hope nodded as she smiled at him. “It will.” She heard the door closing and sighed as she knew their guests were gone now. She could hear Eli crying, meaning he was up from his nap. “You can go check on him, I’ll clean up.” She said before kissing him softly. “I love you.”

[Zach]

“I am sure he wants his mom. I can clean up darling.” He tells her before kissing her back. “I love you too.”

[Hope]

“Hm okay.” She said before moving away from him and heading upstairs to check on Eli.

#muse: zach #muse: henry #zachxhope #hope216 #henryxhallie #prom003

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midnightstar-90 · 2 years

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A/N: So, I don't remember when or why I deleted some of these chapters to Hidden, but I did. Now I'm reposting them again.

Not So Great Timing (Prologue)

Y/N didn't know her father as much as she wanted. When her father left her for his new family, they had very little contact. Anytime she asked about him, her mother would quickly refuse to tell her about the man. Little did Y/N know, she was much like her father.

When Y/N was 19 she joined the Navy, where she met the love of her life. Y/N and Levi were in the same rank, and they fought together. They grew quickly as friends, and eventually into something more. When she was 21, she had to leave the Navy because she became pregnant. Levi didn't want to leave his girlfriend pregnant while he was halfway across the world, but Y/N wouldn't let him stop his life for her.

Levi died 6 months into her pregnancy. And when it was finally time to give birth to little baby Zach, a whole wave of issues hit her. She had developed Post Partum Depression, and had to move back in with her mother until she felt that her emotions were in check.

She did eventually regain herself, but the mourning of her dead boyfriend, and father of her child, never changed. She would always love him, and she would always tell her son about the man.

But now it was time for a change. Y/N got herself together and moved out of her mother's house. She worked hard as a mother, student, and employee all at once. She made time for her son, but she also decided to go to school to be a teacher. She wanted her son to grow up nicely, and that is what she set herself up to do.

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4 Years Later

Y/N and her now 4-year-old son, Zach, moved to Los Angles after finishing up her bachelor's degree in education. She got accepted for a teacher's aid position.

It was both Y/N and Zach's first day at their new school. With her position, she was also able to get Zach into the school's Pre-K program. He couldn't start Kindergarten at 4, but that was the best the girl could do. Zach was smart. Why wouldn't they want him there?

The two now stood outside of Zach's class. "Now you be good, okay. I will come to get you when it is time for pickup," Y/N said to the 4-year-old. The 4-year-old responds with, "I know, mommy. I love you." Zach walks into class with his Paw Patrol backpack on. She smiled at how cute he looked, marching into the classroom. When the teacher finally closed her door, Y/N set off to do her job.

Apparently, the two weren't the only new people to the school. Y/N goes to pick up the new student in the office. She entered the office doors and came to a complete stop. A man, a little older than her, stood at the office desk with a kid I assumed to be his. He wore a tight-looking navy blue shirt that said 'Los Angles Fire Department'. He looked ripped through the shirt, and his tanned complexion only made him hotter.

As Y/N walked up to the man, she watched him crouch down to his son's level. His son was cute. He had a lighter complexion than his father. He had a head of messy brown curls, grey eyes, and a smile that could make the angriest person smile. Just watching the two interact reminded Y/N of how she is with Zach.

Y/N stared at the duo until the man took notice of her. "Hi, you must be Y/N. I'm Eddie and- uh- this is Christopher," the man says, grabbing ahold of the child's shoulders. The boy started laughing, which made Y/N smile. Y/N started speaking to Christopher, "Hi, buddy. I'm Miss. Nash, but you can call me Y/N."

Y/N lets the boys say their final goodbyes before walking towards their new classroom. As they walked, Y/N told the boy about how she was new also, making the boy talk about his old school. Little did Y/N know, Eddie was watching the woman and his son walk away, mesmerized.

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Eddie walks into the fire station to see Hen and Chimney restocking the ambulance. He quickly looks for Buck, who is in the changing room. "Dude, one of Christopher's new teachers, has the same last name as Bobby," Eddie says to Buck after walking into the locker room. Buck stops what he's doing to speak to his new friend, "Anyone in the world could have the same last name as Bobby. Besides, Bobby's family died in a fire." Eddie continues the conversation with a smile, "I know, but she looks just like Captain Nash."

"Who looks just like me," Bobby asks the boys while walking into the locker room? "Uh," Buck looks at Eddie with a shrug before continuing. "Christopher's new teacher and I think Eddie likes her," Buck says with a smirk. Eddie quickly responds, "No. I do not like her. she just interests me. Also, her name is Y/N Nash." The name instantly triggers Bobby, and he excuses himself. Eddie looks at Buck, confused. Buck looks back at Eddie with shoulder shrug. They soon ignore their captain's strange actions, and get back to work.

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Bobby was so disoriented after hearing that his daughter was in LA. He hasn't told Athena nor his team about his secret daughter, that is what makes it a secret. Lots of questions ran through the fire captain's head. Should he tell Athena? Should he search for his daughter? What would he say, if he did? Would she hate him?

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Y/N, Zach, and Christopher waited for Eddie to pick up his son. Y/N knew it was unprofessional, but she wanted to ask the fireman if he would like to go out for coffee. She would soon be disappointed by who would pick up the little boy.

A woman with beautiful, long, wavy, brown hair walked up to the woman and two kids. Christopher, trying his best, ran to the woman yelling "Mommy". The woman walks her son back over to the other mother and son. "Hi, I'm Shannon Diaz. I am Christopher's mom. You probably met my husband..." Y/N only had to hear the words 'husband' to instantly give up hope of ever getting a date with the man. "Hello, I'm Miss. Nash, but you can call me Y/N," Y/N introduced herself before continuing, "Christopher was a blast to hang out with. Wasn't it Chris?" "Yeah!" Shannon smiles and looks at her son. Shannon then says, "Yeah, Chris is always so happy and positive. Well, we should get going. Have a nice day." Christopher and Zach say bye to each other. Y/N waves to Christopher before heading to her car with her son.

After buckling the 4-year-old into his seat, Y/N makes her way into her own seat. As she starts driving, she asks her child some questions, "So Z, did you fun?" The little boy responds with a "yeah" before grabbing at the tablet next to his seat. "Did you make any friends?" Y/N asked, but ended up not getting a response. Hearing Mickey Mouse, Y/N knew her son wasn't listening.

Y/N goes back to thinking about Eddie. She couldn't stop thinking about him being Shannon's husband. 'He didn't mention he was married. Why should he? It's none of my business, and it's unprofessional.' Y/N thought. She continued asking herself questions before her vision went black. Y/N gained enough consciousness to call 9-1-1. "9-1-1, what's your emergency?" the dispatcher said. "My son... and... I... I think we were hi-," Y/N was able to get out before losing consciousness again.

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Twin Flames ❤️‍🔥 : Part 6 - There's Only So Far New Money Goes

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Warnings: Swearing, alcohol, drugs, mentions of violence

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Notes: Be sure to read this AND that, prior if you haven’t done so already! It gives good insight into some things that took place last summer that lead Y/N to the situations she's in now as well as some perspective on Rafe growing up. Honestly, I'm so sick of looking at Part 6 that I'm starting to think it's total shit. I appreciate you all being so patient and loving. It's been truly killing me that it's been taking me longer to update but I hope this was worth it. Part 7 is the Gala.... let know what you think, loves 💕

To say you were shocked would have been a severe understatement. You hadn't expected Ward's assistant (and then your fathers) to call you out of the blue mid afternoon that Friday with a code red emergency.

Then again, you hadn’t really expected to come out of the house to see Topper casually sitting on the deck outside as if patiently waiting for you, either.

As you step outside, you watch his eyes twinkle a bit as he looks up at you hesitantly. Neither of you had spoken since the incident he had witnessed between your father and Zach. You’d nearly picked up the phone to call him a dozen times but had never brought yourself to actually do it. (a lame excuse too considering he lived right next door…)

Thankfully, he breaks the silence first.

“You look really nice.”

“Thank you, Topper” you say thoughtfully, straightening out the gold fabric of your dress against your body. “Not the outfit I have planned for the gala but eh, it’ll do” you say jokingly to try and ease some of the tension.

“Can I, uh…can I talk to you for a minute?” He asks, still standing in front of the bar.

After all you two had been through together, you knew you owed Topper this much and then some.

“Of course.” You give him a small smile as you reach your hand over the front of the bar.

“Beer?” You ask him over your shoulder as he chuckles and nods his head.

Some things never change…

You twist off the cap and hand it to him as you both sit down, taking a large gulp as Topper studies you.

“I’m not mad you told him, obviously…” you speak first, not needing to say his name to know who you’re referring to. Topper smiles at that. “I’m-I’m sorry you had to hear it though…”

You wait patiently for Topper to say something. You’re expecting it to be about your father, or your brother, or about any of the fucked up family dynamics at play in your household but instead he only wants to talk about Rafe.

“He’s different with you. I think you see it too. Like we all do…”

Stunned and unsure what to say, you freeze as Topper keeps speaking.

“It might not be in the same way he does, but you know I’ve got love for you too right?”

“Oh my god, Topper…”

“Beyond that, you’re my friend too, Y/N. And I wouldn’t be your true friend if I didn’t tell you that every single thing your dad said to you that day was a fucking lie.”

You feel the hot tears well in your eyes as you finally let Topper comfort you, as you finally let him be a good friend to you.

“And honestly fuck him if he thinks any of that. You’re none of those things he said.”

Full on crying now (and on the verge of sobbing) you reach over and engulf him in a tight hug as he wraps his arms around you.

“Thank you, Top” hoping that you’re conveying how much his support really means to you as he releases you from his grasp.

“You know you’re a part of this crazy town now too right? A part of us?”

Your hands suspended in mid air as you freeze looking at him, seeing the lights on the bar dazzle above you as he just stares at you.

“Don’t be afraid of who you are, okay? Please?”

For some reason Topper’s mind goes back to the first sleepover he ever had with Rafe and Kelce but he can’t for the life of him think why that memory is in his head right now. He continues watching you, knowing you were at a loss for words.

He could sense you were nervous after the interaction with your father to truly be yourself. That’s when he realizes why that memory is coming back to him. He sensed so much of Rafe in you in that moment, hesitant to show yourself, afraid.

“Why are you telling me this?”

“Because I think you need to hear it. Or at least hear it from someone who isn’t in love with you..”

You sputter at his words right as your phone goes off on the table, vibrating loudly.

When you look down and see Ward's secretary Monica’s name on the screen you do a double take.

“This cannot be good…” you groan and you slowly set down your beer.

What proved to be more shocking was the emergency at hand and the fact that you of all people were being summoned to fix it. That’s how you knew it was dire, no way would your father be trusting you with this if it wasn’t his last resort, if it wasn’t life or death.

You arrive at the office the same time as Noah, already hopping out of his car to catch up to you.

“How much did they tell you on the phone?” He asks, out of breath to match your pace.

“A little but not enough.”

“Monica told me that Zach had to be escorted out by security…”

“Jesus Christ…”

You both finally make your way into the suite, not bothering to stop at the desk as you shove open the door to Ward's office.

It’s large, just as big as your fathers it seems and the ambiance is relatively the same which doesn’t shock you.

Both Rafe and Ward whip their heads in your direction as you enter. When no one speaks right away, your patience dwindles. Thankfully, Ward finally breaks the silence.

“I assume he filled you in?” He asked quickly, only bothering to nod his head slightly in Noah’s direction. You can tell from one glance at his body language that he’s not comfortable, not sold on the idea being presented to him. Not that he had a choice.

“Monica said that Zach made the initial offer and that didn’t…” You search for the appropriate words. “Land well…”

Ward's threatening glare is all you need to know of what really happened with Zach.

“Your brother royally fucked up tonight. And there is entirely too much riding on this for it to go south.”

Ward looks almost pained to say the next words. He swirls his drink around in his hand before looking up at you again with that fake smile.

“And for some reason, the Rodriguez family will only speak to you, my dear…”

The Rodriguez family. Well no fucking shit they only wanted to talk to you…

“Your father let Zach handle most of the deal. I told him it wasn’t a great idea from the get go but he didn’t want to hear it”. Ward's face still looks bitter. “And here we are...”

“They wont even speak to one of us” he gestures between him and Rafe. “Without one of you there.”

Rafe… you finally let your eyes rake over him and when you do you’re positive that you’re making that stupid face at him, even with all that’s going on. The suit he’s wearing, the dark color, is certainly not helping matters right now.

Noah laughs quietly as your face twists, clearing his throat to try and cover it up. They’re so obvious it’s not even funny…

“How much was the offer?” You ask Ward, finally tearing your eyes from his son.

You gawk when he says the number, only making Ward sigh heavily.

“I know…”

“How much are you willing to give?” You ask him directly, straight to the point.

The number he comes up with is embarrassingly low as you grow more impatient. Does he not understand how serious this is? Does he not get the game being played?

And as easily as that, it all came together for you.

No. He didn’t.

This wasn’t Wards lane. He didn’t know this game, didn’t know this business, didn’t know these clients, didn’t know the deep roots of what it took to sustain these long standing relationships for generations. And apparently, neither did your older brother.

“Absolutely not!” Ward is clearly surprised by your tone when he sets his drink down on the desk but you don’t budge.

“You want me to walk into that room after your shitty initial offer and throw that at them? They’ll eat me alive!”

Ward tries to interject but you’re too quick.

“You stood by last time my dad put Zach in charge. How did it work out the last time you tried running things? I’m tripling the initial offer and removing the interest–”

“NO! Absolutely not! Out of the question.”

Ward's voice is lethal but it doesn’t scare you. Oddly enough a laugh falls out of your lips as Rafe whips his head at you.

Who the fuck does he think he’s talking to?!

“I don’t even know why I’m asking you!” You go to turn around but Ward is quick to try and stop you, causing Noah and Rafe to each take a haste step in your direction, eyes uneasy as they look between you two as you effectively cut him off.

“—with all due respect Ward, maybe you should stay in your lane.”

Ward looks like he’s been slapped across the face as Rafes mouth falls open, eyes bulging out of his head.

“These are partners MY family brought in. I know you run a really big game out here in the Outer Banks but with these kinds things… you’re in over your head, and you know it. You know it. And I know it. Let’s not forget the obvious, YOU called ME here…because you fucking need me. This deal is nothing without me. You want it that bad, this is the only way how…”

“And I certainly don’t need your permission to do this when you began this conversation with: they won’t listen to anyone but me…” catching Noah’s eye you quickly add “or someone within the family…” causing him to chuckle slightly.

Ward, clearly running out of patience, looks at his watch.

“The gala starts in a few hours, if we can’t–”

You groan loudly, unable to even slightly hide your eye roll at him.

“Yes, Ward. I know how time works…”

“You know what?!” Ward nearly yells back at you, “You should probably–”

“Dad!” Rafe brutally interjects. “Enough. Let’s go.”

He nods to you and sends you a small wink that warms your insides as he turns, only then realizing they’re all waiting on you to lead them out of Ward’s office and into the conference room of your awaiting guests.

Moments later you’re pushing the giant oak doors open as a large group of men, more of them than you expected (Obviously, the entire Rodriguez household was in attendance), rise from their seats, not without a few grumbles.

You plaster on that fake smile that you knew could put Ward Cameron to shame any day. You could fool anyone.

Mr. Rodriguez Sr. takes a generous step towards Noah to shake hands before moving quickly over to you. He takes one of your hands in both of his fondly as a huge smile breaks out over his face.

“Y/N Y/L/N….”

“Mr. Rodriguez, sir…”

Rafe’s studying the two of you closely, standing there with the elder man as the two of you begin to speak in Spanish.

Noah, Ward and Rafe were left to glance around lamely, not having a single clue what the two of you were saying as a few of the other Rodriguez family members released knowing snickers.

After a few moments Mr. Rodriguez decides that is the exact moment to switch back to English, the quick change catching Rafe by surprise as his words slice through the room.

“Well, as you know…there’s only so far new money goes…”

Mr. Rodriguez throws a nasty look in Ward's direction as Rafe feels his father stiffen next to him. He doesn’t need to look into his face to know his gaze could literally kill someone right now.

You smile even further, clearing your throat slightly to attempt to diffuse the tension a bit.

“Gentlemen…” you beam as you gesture for your guests to sit.

“Sit…please…” before turning your attention fully back to Mr. Rodriguez with a calculated twinkle in your eye.

“Let’s see what we can do…”

He laughs, clearly amused and (if Rafe’s notistaken) smitten by you as he takes a seat next to his eldest son on one side of the giant table.

“Ah finally, some sense!”

You sit on the opposite side of the table as the rest follow, not bothering to look back at any of them as you hold Mr. Rodriguez and his son's attention.

“Who first?”

He laughs again and throws his hands up half heartedly in the air.

“Straight to the point. I love it!” As he leans back in his chair. “ After you, Sweetheart.”

Rafe’s head jerks slightly at the nickname, his eyes narrowing at the man until they are near slits until he hears you.

You begin speaking, laying out your terms methodically, with almost meticulous detail only to be met with perfect reception by your audience. The once tense men in the room are slowly put to ease by your solutions.

Rafe, hanging at your every word, was nothing short of amazed. Having spent a good chunk of his short “career” working at Cameron Development, he was no stranger to the constant arguments and vulgarity that could flow easily behind closed boardroom doors, having dealt with Ward’s aftermath following those meetings (and during…) all too often. His vision focuses back to you; showing the polar opposite.

You were simply talking, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Hell, it sure seemed to be the most natural thing in the world to you, as Rafe sat there, likely gawking at you and your abilities.

The true extent of what you were capable of was something ever changing to Rafe. All he knew is he would gladly stand there at your side as you dazzled the rest of the world and lit his own on fire if it meant he got to bear witness to moments like this.

Part of him wants to laugh as visions of Zach being escorted out of this same room not long ago fill his mind as well as the screaming matches that followed with his father.

He wants to laugh at the circles you’re running around these men, both of them having spent their days ruined - trying, mercilessly attempting to do in hours (unsuccessfully he might add) what you were able to accomplish in mere moments.

Suddenly, lightbulbs and fireworks are going off in his head…all of it finally clicking. Why Zach hates you so much, why your father can’t stand the sight of you, why Noah leans away from all the responsibility thrown at him and instead leans into you.

You were everything that every single person in your family tried so hard to be but couldn’t and you’re only a twenty one year old girl woman.

Rafe is so caught up he barely notices Noah stand up from the chair beside him, only then realizing you had stopped talking as the other men in the room follow suit.

Rising from his seat, he sees you shaking hands with Mr. Rodriguez as he feels the familiar bruising grip of his fathers hand on his shoulder, his voice hissing in his ear.

“You’re not leaving with them. Stay back, I need to speak to you.”

Rafe is surprised when he feels immediate resistance to his fathers wishes, always being the one to try and please him, no matter the costs.

“I have somewhere to be.”

He hadn’t expected for Noah to hear that but one look up at him tells Rafe all he needs to know. If there was any disappointment in his fathers face, Rafe didn’t stick around long enough to find out, not even bothering to look at him as he turned to the currently stunned Noah.

“Let’s follow them out, yeah?”

Noah can tell with one look at Rafe that he’s seething, on the brink of snapping.

“Dude, you good?” He whispers to him as he smiles up at one of the other men as they both follow the group out of the conference room.

“Yes.”

Noah rolls his eyes slightly, knowing he’s just being stubborn. Much like a certain someone…

“You sure about that, bro?”

What Noah did not expect was for Rafe to harshly yank him back, pulling him down one of the long hallways of the expansive office, as to be undetected by everyone else.

And then, all at once, Noah witnesses Rafe completely snap.

Rafe points an accusatory finger into his chest.

“No, Noah! I’m not fucking sure about that because CLEARLY my father is involved in all of this!”

Noah, already up to bat to defend you from whatever stance Rafe is going to take on this considering it’s Ward, is truly and utterly shocked when the next words leave his mouth.

“And I want to fucking kill him for how he talked to your fucking sister. Is he–”

Noah can’t help but think Rafe looks slightly deranged for a second as he watches him take a step back and laugh, truly maniacal as if he’s heard the funniest thing in the world. The sound gives Noah the most wicked deja vu as visions of you pinning Emma to the counter at Topper's party and your sickening laugh that soon followed flood his memory.

“Is he fucking serious? Who the hell does he think he is?”

Rafe’s nearly screaming at this point, face growing pink as he runs his hands through his hair.

Noah, too stunned and confused to speak, knows this is about way more than what just happened before that meeting. However, he can’t help but still be a little surprised at how quick he’d witnessed Rafe fully deny Ward when it came to you, when it meant you were at risk.

Just as quick as it happened, Rafe rubs his hands over his face before fully collecting himself in one fell swoop, shaking his head a bit before turning back to Noah.

“Okay, let’s go back…” with a forced smile on his face.

Watching Rafe compartmentalize his feelings so swiftly forces Noah to draw another invisible string from his new best friend and twin sister. He’d watched you do the exact same a million times before. The realization however only makes Noah feel horrible, as if he’s letting you both down, like he’s watching the train coming for you both but is unable to do anything to stop it, feeling totally helpless.

Rafe was already walking back at a swift pace as Noah hurried to catch up. By the time they reach their fathers offices, they see the rest of the group had departed.

The Rodriguez’s had left after Sr. received a call from your father who was currently on a business trip in Chicago. You could only hope and pray now that all you had done would be enough, that it would be enough to cover up Zach’s mistakes, that it would be enough to keep them on the books, to keep the longest client your family had ever fucking had.

How stupid could Zach have been to mess up something as huge as this. For a moment you think back on the memories of your father, drunk and cocky as always, telling you and young Noah about how your great grandfather had gone into business with the now ‘one and only’ Fredrick Rodgriguez, how the two had forged a deal that not only saved both families but ultimately led them to the expansive and greedy amount of wealth they all had today.

Rafe can tell you’re deep in thought as he and Noah approach you. When you finally look up at him, Rafe can’t help but beam at you when you lock eyes, remembering the daze you left him in back in the conference room.

“I was wondering where you guys went.”

Rafe, who literally doesn’t even think twice (or literally AT ALL) about the fact that he’s in front of your brother walks right up to you and places both of his hands on either side of your face, the swiftness of his actions making you giggle slightly.

“YOU—” He’s giggling a little now too, truly unable to help it. “Were fucking amazing!”

Your eyes bulge when you realize Rafe’s leaning down to kiss you, unsure if he’s remembering your twin brother is less than two feet behind him…or if he cares?

He plants the kiss right at the corner of your mouth and for some reason the act alone, the tenderness of it all is almost too much. You quite literally want to puke at how cute you’re finding it, internally cringing but undeniably loving the way it feels, the way he feels, the way HE makes you feel.

When you lock eyes with Noah, he’s no longer wearing that shocked expression. The look your twin brother is currently giving you is totally unfamiliar to you. Unfamiliarity isn’t a trait commonly, if ever, shared amongst you and him. Trying to read him in this moment is almost impossible, driving you mad as he finally gives you that all too easy (should be trademarked) Noah grin as Rafe finally takes a step back, coughing as if re-realizing Noah was even there.

“You lovebirds ready to go to Eli’s?” Noah laughs casually as if this is the most natural thing in the world.

Is it?

“Eli’s?” You ask, slightly confused, still recovering from anything and everything Rafe Cameron.

“Yeah, we’re all pre-gaming before the gala, remember?”

“Of course we are…” you laugh, shaking your head. “I love how we managed to find a group of friends who are just as big of degenerates as our friends back home. Pregaming a fucking charity gala…I love it.”

Noah’s ears perk up, stunned again, that you even mentioned your friends back in California.

As if you can see the energy shift in him, you sigh, regretting your loose tongue immediately.

“Ooohhhhh!” Noah almost yells, “Speaking of, Jordan and Whitney–”

“Don’t start, Noah! Not tonight, I swear to god!!” As you take the lead, nearly marching at this point, leading them out of the office.

Rafe takes a mental note of the mention of your friends back in California and your hesitation to talk about them. He’s been unsure of how to directly ask you about them, sensing your caution at every mention of their names. Truth be told, his curiosity was getting the best of him, as it always did with you.

He wanted to know everything about you. What made you tick? What were your friends like? What was your favorite color? (Purple) What was your favorite TV show? (Too many to count) How old were you when you learned to ride a bike? (Seven, I think…) Wait, could you ride a bike?

Then and there he made a personal commitment to asking you about them soon, unsure if his relentless, incessant curiosity would ever let up. He’d have to ask you sooner or later or it might eat him alive.

He wanted to know you, all of you, every single part. And while Rafe was fully confident he knew you, the real you, he couldn’t help but feel there was a part of your world he hadn��t yet discovered. And if truth was really to be told, Rafe couldn’t explain why he felt there was this almost otherworldly presence at force that was convincing him, planting the thoughts into his head, that discovering that part of your world was the key to everything.

“Can I ride with you to Eli’s?” Rafe asks, puppy eyes directed at you as the three of you reach the parking lot.

“Of course. I just need to go home and change real quick.”

Noah literally grunts next to you.

“Fucking hell enough from you! I legit have the outfit already picked and laid out! Calm down, I’ll only be ten extra minutes!”

“Whatever you say, Y/N/N” as he gets in his Range Rover, yourself and Rafe making for the Porsche.

As Rafe gets in the passenger seat of the car he sees Noah wink at him as he drives off.

Oddly fueling him, Rafe leans over and full on kisses you, feeling you smile against his lips as he praises you again.

“You were literally fucking amazing in there though, you know that right?”

You’re blushing hard as he leans back into the seat, studying every single one of your features as you drive off into the early evening sunset.

Noah was more correct than you cared to admit. It had truthfully taken more than the thought of ten extra minutes to get to Eli’s but hat was only due to the fact that Rafe (or both of you let’s be honest…) could not keep his hands off of you.

When you do finally manage to make it to Eli’s, you notice about half the crowd is already dressed for the gala. The theme, (as if these pretentious, pompous events needed any more of a reason to be horrendous) for this charity event was a BEACH GALA, whatever the actual fuck that meant.

Rafe’s arm is tucked slightly around your back as you both make your way into the kitchen to find your friends. The house is more packed than you'd imagined for a pregame to a charity gala but then again this was the Figure Eight of the Outer fucking Banks.

“Fucking told you…” Noah throws at you the minute you see him, only to meet him with the world's biggest eye roll you can muster.

“Look who finally decided to show up!” Eli laughs as he sees you two enter.

Kelce jumps down off the counter upon your arrival.

“Been… busy, eh?” He winks at you.

You groan, “Enough! Alcohol, someone! Please!” You shout to literally anyone in the room, as the boys all laugh, Kelce and Noah both reaching for the whiskey bottle on the counter.

Rafe makes your drink strong enough that after a few sips, you already feel somewhat more at ease, the physical and mental stress of the last few hours somewhat melting away peacefully…

That is, until Eli gets a text and announces the guy he’s getting coke from had just pulled up.

As the back door near the kitchen opens, you freeze, recognizing that voice from anywhere yet not being able to understand why you’re hearing it here, in the Outer fucking Banks when the person it belongs to is supposed to be in Miami, managing every little detail of the business you ran.

“Whaddup cuz…”

As Sid walks into the kitchen you nearly drop the glass in your hand as he takes a step or two towards Eli before finally making eye contact with you. His eyes bulge only for the quickest of seconds, so fast that you wonder if your eyes were just playing tricks on you.

“Holyyyyy fuckin–” Noah coughs loudly and slams his drink into his mouth, gulping it down to choke down any words he was going to release.

Your eyes haven’t moved away from Sid and you’re sure the glare you’re sending him is lethal but you have no idea what else to do, worried that if you move an inch, you’ll completely lose it.

Noah, who truly can’t fucking help himself, releases ANY words he can manage to get out.

“No fuckin way…!” He hisses, in a different kind of shock compared to his sister.

Everyone else can feel the change in tone and how weird you’re being. You try to cover it but it’s a meek attempt.

This can’t be happening.

“Hey man!” Eli’s all too friendly voice is a stark contrast to the tone in the room. “C’mon in, sorry there’s more people here than I thought. No worries, they’re all cool though!”

You could’ve laughed at the irony of Eli’s statement if you weren’t seething red with rage.

“Would you rather go outside? I think you’ve actually already met a few of them from before…”

From before…

Eli’s words do not bode well for Sid and he knows it too as he surveys the room. Everyone looks between each other confused, unable to understand the shift.

The silence is so foreboding and the tension is thick enough to cut with a knife as Sid's face breaks into that clipped, almost cocky smile as he turns to your brother.

“Sup Noah!” he nods at him.

You and Noah respond at the same time, finally releasing the breath you’d been holding, ready to absolutely lose it.

“Sup, Sid!”

“I’m going to fucking kill you…”

When no one speaks, you’re almost glad there aren’t many people in the kitchen, most of them outside, it being only your core group of friends to witness the events unfolding before you.

“You’re so fucking stupid!” The look you’re giving him is truly terrifying, even setting Sid’s usually calm demeanor on edge.

“Do…you two know each other?” Eli asks, shifting his glance between you and Sid.

You ignore him altogether, slowly stepping over to Sid with such venom it’s amazing it’s not dripping out of you at this point, stopping when you’re right in front of him, still unable to believe that he was here in the flesh in front of you.

Sid, who has arguably seen you be put through the most dangerous situations of your life, more so than anyone else in the room, your twin brother included, has never felt more threatened by you.

You remember a few weeks ago Logan mentioning a hookup they had just recently gotten that had delivered “the best coke they’d had all summer…”

Fuck…

“The best coke you’ve gotten all summer…” you repeat Logan’s words as you stare at Sid, him slowly catching onto what you’re referring to.

“All. Fucking. Summer?!”

You don’t even care that this is all happening in front of your friends, in front of Rafe, the mind blowing confusion of whatever the hell is happening is causing you to spiral in live time.

“All summer… fuck” Noah gasps.

You whip around to your twin brother, rage turned toward him too.

“Did you know?!”

“Are you seriously fucking asking me that?! Of course not!”

He goes to open his mouth but you cut him off.

“Not another word, Noah.”

When he goes to speak again you throw your hands up in the air, losing patience with absolutely everything.

“Not another word here, Noah!” Trying to get him to take the fucking hint and keep his mouth closed if he knows what’s good for him. You turn back to Sid, obediently waiting for whatever is coming for him.

“If you think you’re taking one single step out of that door without me, then you’ve lost your fucking mind.”

The room stands still while you calculate your next move.

“Give me your gun.”

“What?!” Sid, who barely bats an eye in the wake of violence, let alone his nearly psychotic friend turned business partner, looks astonished.

You whip around at him, knowing everyone is holding onto your every interaction but not being able to help it, arm still held out expectedly for the firearm.

“Give me your fucking gun, I know you have it on you.”

“Y/N. You can’t be serious, bro…”

“I am fucking serious!” You shout at him, anger getting the best of you, needing to remind him of his position in all of this, of his rank in all of this.

“Who the fuck are you talking to?” You whisper at him as he just stares at you, equally bullheaded. “The gun. Now.”

He reaches into his belt and holds out the gun as the guys make a few remarks behind you. What they’re saying you haven’t a clue, you’ve pretty much all but forgotten there’s anyone else in the room but you and Sid.

You take it from him, feeling the familiar feeling of the metal in your hand as Noah slides next to you.

“Y/N!”

“Shut up, Noah!”

You check the safety before sliding the gun into the back waistband of the skirt you were wearing. The matching crop top does little to cover it as you reach for Rafe’s fleece that’s on the counter as if it’s second nature, quickly pulling it over you to conceal your waistline.

“Let’s fucking go…”

You don’t bother with a look back at any of your friends, not sure if you could face them right now anyways as Sid follows you out.

“Y/N!”

Noah’s yelling from somewhere behind you but you ignore him altogether as you slam the door shut behind you, finally leaving only you and Sid standing together in the evening air.

“Give me your fucking keys!” You growl at him as he tosses them to you, caught easily in the palm of your hand as you stride over to Sid's well known car. The same one you’d bought him for his birthday last year after the two of you had made the biggest deal of your lives…

You’re whipping onto the main road in no time, not giving a damn about the speed limit as Sid holds onto the handle of the door.

“What the fuck were you thinking!”

“How long…” you're gripping the steering wheel so tight it’s a wonder it hasn’t broken off.

Sid knows honesty is the only option right now, knowing from the beginning he’d end up in this position. Although he’s moments away from interrogation, his laid back, easy voice, doesn’t falter.

“Been up here a few times now…”

“You fucking lied to me!”

“I didn’t lie to you, bro. C’mon now.”

“Then what the fuck do you call this?! You’ve been selling our shit up here , IN THE OUTER FUCKING BANKS, for months, and I’m just now finding out about it! How is that not–”

“The less you know the better, right? That’s what we agreed on, yeah?”

Of course you remember the agreement. It had been months in the making as you needed to start to separate yourself from the day to day operations. You needed to be more removed, much more removed. as to make it harder to trace back, if anything were to go south.

“Yes. That’s what we agreed on but—”

“And that’s what we’re doing!”

The we in that hits a hard nerve with you, making your blood boil instantly.

“So let me get this straight, You and Ward just made this decision yourself? To fucking start selling up here, in this fucking town, without consulting me? This is my business!”

“It’s more complicated than that, Y/N/N…you know that.”

Considering he was the person who probably pissed you off most in this world, for whatever reason you had still always been able to be considerably rational with Sid when he could effectively break through to you.

“Explain…” you demand.

“This deal you and Ward have worked out. It’s…complicated. And beyond that, it’s massive. Do you understand how much shit we have to move to hold up our end?”

“The kids in this town… With the fucking vacation homes and yachts and all that shit. Y/N, the amount of money we are bringing in from this place is astronomical, man. I wouldn’t have believed the man, if I wasn’t seeing it here for myself.”

The realization of what’s been going on is enough to make you want to pass out. Your vision blurs dangerously as you try to keep your eyes focused on the road, your mind buzzing, not being able to keep up with all the new information.

“So this was his idea…”

Sid can sense the tension there, unsure what to say as he just scratches his head.

“What chu want me to say? You’re the one that made the deal with him in the first place…”

You chew over his words for a minute, letting silence take over the car briefly before Sid breaks it.

“I didn’t tell you I was up here because I didn’t want you to worry…”

“Why would I worry?” You question. When he doesn’t answer right away,you grow more nervous.

“Why would I worry, Sid?”

“There’s been some changes… down in Miami…and I needed to keep a closer eye on you. I don’t fuckin’ trust anyone else to do it.”

If something (god can only imagine what) has changed down there that now puts your safety at jeopardy so much that Sid only trusts himself to do it, you know it must be bad.

“Fuck, what happened?”

“Nah, nah, nah…” Sids shaking his head now. “Need to know, remember?”

You think back to all the calls from him, now making sense as so many different things start to click.

“You know your brother is just going to follow us to the house, right?”

“Yes. I’m aware.”

“What does he know?”

“Not enough…”

“Does he know about Ward?”

“No…” you shake your head, “He just knows it’s still for my dad.”

The mention of your father takes you back to the evening prior.

………

You and Rafe had been casually lounging on the back deck of your house, only the two of you home, as you got high and watched the sunset turn into the starry night sky.

As Rafe passed you the joint, he shifted so he could see your face better.

“Can I ask you something?” His voice comes out gently.

“Yeah, of course.”

“What, uh…”

C’mon man, it’s Y/N, don’t be nervous. Just ask her.

“Your dad knows about… your situation, right?”

Instantly, you know what he’s referring to. What he’s really asking you is: father is aware that you’re running a not so low profile drug operation, correct?

“Yeah, I mean….he’s….”

You’d wanted to tell Rafe these parts of your story for so long, had been longing and dying to but had been terrified of putting him at further risk. You quickly give in, deciding this is the right thing to do. You always told yourself you wouldn’t lie to him…

Fuck….

“He’s….why I do it.”

Rafe feels you settle in next to him, loving the way your skin feels as it brushes up against his arm.

“It escalated… quickly. Quicker than any of us could have imagined. Even with all the other fuck ups last summer, I knew my dad catching wind of this would be my downfall.”

“And I guess it was…” you trail off slowly as Rafes' gaze never leaves you once.

“But not in the way I imagined. I thought he would be livid. Disappointed. Angry with me for doing such things to jeopardize the Y/L/N name…. But when he saw the money I could make… that I am making…well, here I am.”

You make a face and Rafe reaches out to you. There’s more, both know it.

“Hey…” He’s literally dying, needing, wanting more than anything to know the truth but puts you first. Always. “It’s okay. You only have to tell me what you’re comfortable with, Y/N/N.”

“It’s not that.” He sees the tears pool in your eyes as your hand reaches out to caress his cheek, his own immediately coming up to grasp around your wrist to hold it there. Forever, if you’ll let him.

“I just want to protect you.”

His face falters at your words as you search for his reaction, hands still cupped to his face. You’re growing anxious by his silence, wanting to know so badly what’s going through that brilliant brain of his.

His mouth hangs open a full few seconds before responding, voice more hoarse than expected.

“No one has ever said something to me like that before.”

You smirk slightly as one of your arms reaches around his neck, pressing further into the curve of his chest. Your other hand twists into his hair, getting momentarily lost in how soft it felt between your fingers.

I never want to let go. I never want to let go of this feeling. I never want to let go of him.

“Well, no one has ever felt the way I feel about you before.”

You feel the deep exhale he releases as his chest (and thus you, leaning up against it) heaves up and down.

He gently brings his forehead down to yours, feeling his lips brush over yours as he whispers.

“You can’t just say things like that to me, Y/N.”

The kiss he gives you is enough to knock the wind out of you as you meet him with equal need, hands feeling nothing but him as you press your lips further into his, melting his brain, not letting him get a word in edgewise.

“Sweet girl…” he manages to get out against your lips as you move further into his lap, bringing the blanket over you both.

…………..

Sid’s low whistle pulls you back to reality.

“Damnnnn Y/N/N… that’s kind of cold, ya know?”

“Yeah. I know…” the words are choked, noticed by him as he glanced nervously at you.

You’re pulling up into the driveway of your house now, earning another whistle from Sid as he takes in the enormous grounds.

“Your fucking father, bro…”

You lead the way inside, Sid no stranger to the flashiness that always surrounded your family and its wealth.

You’re in the house for a few moments, only making it to the back living room overlooking the water, when you hear the front front door slam loudly.

Setting your phone on the table in front of you, Noah steps into view, sporting a raging look as you run your hands through your hair, wondering if this day is will ever fucking end.

The gala hasn’t even started yet. How are you going to survive the rest of this evening? …Will you?

“What the fuck is going on, Y/N?!” Noah yells, throwing his hands up in the air, shooting accusatory looks between you and Sid.

At that moment, your phone that’s face up on the table goes off violently as Ward’s name flashes across the screen.

Noah sees the name and looks up at you with an unrecognizable fury, beyond his breaking point.

“Noah I–”

“No!” His tone makes you pause. It’s one you’ve rarely heard but has always elicited the same reaction. “I’m fucking done playing games! Playing your games!” He points a finger at you, literally the only one in your life ever willing to call you out on your bullshit. “You’re going to tell me what’s going on, right now. Right fucking now!”

You look over to Sid and he just shoots you the “you’ve had this a long time coming” look. While you deserve it, it still makes you want to punch him square in the jaw.

“Fine!” Your own temper soaring dangerously now too, voice reaching shrill levels.

“But I’m going to have to tell you everything in the god damn the car!”

“And you’re not going to like what you’re about to hear. But one way or another, Noah…you and I are walking our asses into that fucking Gala. This has to go on without a hitch. There’s too much fucking riding on it… too much at stake. Entirely too much. Do you understand me?”

When Noah just stares at you, giving you that look that doesn’t require words, he’s surprised to see your mouth move again.

“Noah.” You demand. “Do you understand?”

Only then, as you stand before him demanding a verbal answer does Noah grow uneasy. If your always secure, twin bond isn’t enough assurance for you in this moment… he’s panicked by whatever it is you have to tell him.

“I’ll deal with you later!” You point at Sid but he’s already moving in step behind you.

“I’m right behind you, homie…”

“No! Are you serious–”

“What did I tell you earlier? I’ll follow you in the truck.”

You give up quickly, knowing Sid will not let up even an inch if he feels like there’s even the possibility of a threat.

“Fine…”

You and Noah reach the car parked in the driveway but he doesn’t immediately go to open the door as you catch onto his hesitation.

“Get in the damn car, Noah. It’s about time you felt my wrath too…”

It’s only a short time later that Noah finds himself in the passenger seat of your car, just a mile or two from the Island Club now. Or has it been hours? Noah’s not entirely sure as he tries to keep it together, his body and brain going numb at this point.

He wasn’t ready. Nothing, truly nothing, in the world could have made him ready for this bomb, millions of them actually, that you had just dropped on him as he tries to process the truth of it all mixed with his own emotions and reactions.

“So you’re telling me…” he’s trying to remember to tell himself to breathe (fuck he’s trying to remember how to breathe) but his head is spinning and he’s regretting pounding those beers at Eli’s in such a short time span.

“That with all the money from this deal, y-you’re…you’re giving it to Ward…so that he can buy out our father…”

Noah’s head spins dangerously again as he tells himself not to wretch.

“Not only out of the business he’s been fucking forcing you to run but also out of the biggest deal of his life that he’s been working on with Ward for months - fuck, years….?”

“…without him knowing.”

When you just drive head on, Noah’s not sure if he’s ever been more terrified of you than in that exact moment, or more heart broken.

“You’re literally handing Ward Cameron the key to crossing over our father?” Noah’s voice cracks at the end as his hand runs over his face.

“You’re…fucking over our father?”

The fact that he’s even asking you this is proof of his state of shock.

Shocked would be a severe understatement to the thoughts tormenting Noah’s mind right now. Clearly, you had to understand the lasting implications something like this could have, right? Were you really driven to the point where your only way out was a deal with Ward Cameron? Noah had watched idly by his entire life as you conquered the world in a way truly your own, seeing you do your fair share of other opportunist things. But this…

“Noah…look at me.”

He glances in your direction but won’t look you in the eye.

“We both know how different our situations are...there’s no point in dancing around it anymore.”

He wants to open his mouth but to say what? There’s entirely too much truth behind your words. You both know it.

“We don’t talk about it, but we know…”

“Do you understand what could happen?” He questions, as if he’s not hearing you.

“Yeah, Noah! I think I understand better than you do actually, okay?! And-now that you know, it only puts you at risk–”

“This isn’t about me!” He screams at you, hands flying up in the air.

“Of course it is!” you scream back at him with all your will, slapping your hand hard against the steering wheel. “It’s always about you, Noah!”

While no truer words could have been said, they still cut Noah incredibly deep.

His stomach twists and turns, reliving all the other details you shared with him as so many pieces of the last few months click together.

He’s sickened that you could’ve kept things like this and what really happened in Miami from him, your twin brother, your literal other half. Then again he’s sickened that he didn’t catch on, sickened that he didn’t know better, sickened that he didn’t dig deeper into what now seems like obvious signs.

You’re already out of the car as Noah remains planted in the passenger seat, trying to remember how to move his limbs. This was the moment you were worried about…

“Noah.” You threaten, sighing heavily. “We have to do this.”

When you finally meet your brother's eyes, he’s pleading with you.

“I’m sorry, Y/N”

You want to comfort him, to tell him it’s okay. The reality is though, it’s anything but. And while sitting here hashing all this out sounds great and grand, you’re you, and you don’t have that luxury.

“I know. I know you are. But…It’s too late for that. And it’s not going to change any part of this situation.”

Noah, considering your words thoughtfully, turns to you as if a switch has been flipped, ready to be put to order. Ready to do absolutely anything if it meant helping you, if it meant easing the tremendous amount of guilt he harbored at what you had been through, even if it meant he too had to cross his father, one way or another.

“Tell me what I need to do.”

If Ward was surprised or nervous to see you, he doesn’t show it as you meet him off path on the grounds of the golf course, away from anyone who could overhear. Off in the distance you see Rose and Wheezie checking on place settings at the various tables. Before you, Ward just stands there expectantly waiting for you to say something.

When you don’t speak and just give him that cold glare, he finally breaks the silence.

“That was some fucking performance you put on earlier…” he manages to spit out.

“Yeah it was, wasn’t it.” You're being cocky now and he knows it too.

You think about just choking it all down, about not pushing his buttons, but it’s you.

“The fucking audacity of you after I just found out what you did…” you're shaking your head now, hands on your hips as you gaze up at him.

“What the hell are you talking about now?” His defensiveness pushes you over the edge.

“Oh, you want to do this now? Let’s fucking do it!”

“I think you seem to be confused on how this is working. I’m giving you money, not the other way around…I’m giving you everything!”

“You’re being such a —” as he means to shush you but you’re having no part of it.

“No! You started this, I think we’re going to do this now!”

“Because we both know the only fucking reason this is happening is because of me. I’m the reason we have the money. I know it. You know it. And now your son and daughter know it. Everyone knows it, Ward…”

“I know we shared a little moment back there in Miami, but I’m not your fucking son. And he deserves better…. But I think you already know that.”

“So, unless you have something else to say to me, get the fuck out of my way.”

You’re only a foot or two away before you hear Wards cold tone from behind you.

“Surprised you didn’t bring him here…”

That makes you pause, not fully turning back around but enough so that he can hear you.

“It could get messy…”

You debate just being honest with Ward on your feelings for Rafe but anything you admit to him could be used as ammunition against his son. Deep down though, you know Ward will do that to Rafe regardless if you fuel his fire or not. Pain is always guaranteed for Rafe. But not from you. Not with this.

“I won’t let him get hurt. Not from me.”

But you know you’re only kidding yourself, your past actions proof of that. No matter how much you’d blindly convinced your present self into believing everything you’d done in the last few weeks was to protect Rafe, deep down you knew your actions had consequences. Consequences that meant facing his judgment one day too, not ready to think about the inevitable.

Ward just laughs and shakes his head.

“Be careful what you wish for…”

...

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vinnieswife · 3 years

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Can you do one where vinnie gets jealous over y/n and then punished her but goes to rough and y/n has to use a safe word and vinnie feels bad afterwards- <3

OOOHHH YES BESTIE😩

Please I want Vinnie to punish me for being a brat😎

Punishment:

Vinnie Hacker x reader

Words: 3982

Warnings: spanking, daddy kink ofc, smut, dom!Vinnie x sub!reader, face fucking, mouth spitting, choking!Kink,rough sex in general.

Another morning at the Hype House, Thomas had decided to have a party with the Sway house, despite the fact that Bryce and he did not get along very well, the situation between the two of them had improved a lot, now they were shaking hands and could have a normal conversation not like before they hit each other.

The party would be at night and in this case it would be at the Sway House not at the Hype House like the last times, Bryce promised to behave and not do anything crazy at the party, Vinnie and you would go together with which you would only take a car ( akka Vinnie's car)

It was still 7 o'clock and the party would be at 8 o'clock with which you started to get ready, you got into the shower while Vinnie was talking with Thomas and Michael about any stupidity of theirs, when you finished you wrapped the towel around your body drying it, Then you put on a set of black lingerie that Vinnie had given you last week, debuting it next to a tight black dress, which perfectly marked the correct places on your body, making the fabric conform to your shape, when you were about to apply mascara on your long lashes Vinnie opened the door.

"Hey Y / n have you seen my- wow" he stared at you in the mirror reflection, his eyes roaming you up and down repeatedly, blinking in amazement.

"Hell, you're Gorgeous, I-I..., god"

You turned around looking at him smiling, "Thanks Vin, you don't look bad either"

He supported you on the bathroom sink, your butt against the marble surface, he placed his arms on either side of you, slowly approaching you, making the difference in height noticeable, Vinnie grabbed your chin with his index finger and thumb, forcing you to maintain eye contact with him.

"Hey" he says in a whisper.

“Hi” you answer back smiling, his hand flying to your waist.

“What if we skip the party and stay here in my room doing some ... wild activities? Huh? How does that sound love? "

"As much as I enjoy that ... wild activities I actually want to go to that party, I miss my girls"

“Oh cmon you see them another day, please?” He begs hiding his face in the crock of your neck, leaving some kisses there.

“Vin, we are going to be late” you say grabbing his cheeks, pulling him close to leave a soft kiss on his red lips.

“I just do this because I love you” he kisses you back but with more passion.

“I love you too Vin”

You both got into the car, the trip was not very long, about 15 minutes at most, Vinnie's hand was always on your thigh, given gentle caresses and light squeezes, when Vinnie arrived, he parked the car, along with all the expensive cars of the other guests, Vinnie got out first and walked around the car to open the door for you.

"Oh, such a gentleman"

"Only for you madam" you giggle grabbing his arm to hold him close, "are you nervous?" "No whaaatt? Pufff no "

"Oh god, yes you are" "just a little"

"It's all of our friends you don't need to be nervous, everything it's going to be okay, I promise" "okay" "good" he smiles and starts walking with again to the inside of the house.

~time skip 1 hour~

You started to feel really needy, so you go to Vinnie asking him to go to a bathroom and do something, but, to your surprise he said no, you stood there with a surprised face asking him why,he just shrug his shoulders and keep talking with the people around.

When “into it by Chase Atlantic” began to sound, you took Vinnie to the dance floor, bringing him closer to you,he followed you, it started like an innocent dance, everything was perfect, and there your plan was put into motion, when the song reached the chorus you get closer to him a lot more, sliding your hands down his chest, taking them over the fabric that covered his abs, hooking your fingers in his belt, “what do you thing you are doing huh?” He grabs your hands turning you around, to have a beautiful sight of your butt, grabbing your hips hardly he puts your butt against his covered cock, moving his hips a little just to make you more flustered, “Vin pleas-“ “no” you turn around to look at him in the eyes. Then you feel how he looses his touch on you, just walking away, not before giving a good squeeze to your ass, making you moan in his neck.

He goes to talk with Bryce and Noah again, so you just search for Ness,Maddy and Nai (NAILEA MY LOVE)

“Omg hiii Y/n” all of them say to you

“Hey gurrllsss, how are y’all been?”

The girls start to compliment you con lo cual tú también hiciste lo mismo con ellas.

“Hey Y/n that dude on the bar table is staring at you” Ness tells you

“Huh? Who?” “The one with the red shirt”

You looked again noticing how the dude still have his eyes on you, you smile politely at him and he smiles back at you.

Your head starts to think in a way to make Vinnie fuck you senseless or at least to give you a little time of pleasure, you smirk at your idea, Nailea look at you knowing what do you think “Y/n if you do that, you are not going to walk in a week” she says.

“God Nai that’s exactly what I want, but he has just been teasing me all the party” you say with a sigh.

Ness and Maddy hype you up to do it and Nai just start laughing.

You start walking to the guy in the bar table,he smiles at you again, you two start talking a little and you discover his name was Zach, and he was an old Bryce’s friend, you two were talking about likeness when you noticed Vinnie’s gaze on you, giving the dude death looks, he takes his phone and send you a text.

-What do you think you are doing pup?

•Just talking with a friend? Why?

You give him a inocent look and he looks back at you clenching his jaw.

-Don play with fire if you don’t wanna get burn princess.

•Maybe I want to get burn.

You put your phone into your pocket and go back talking with Zach,then you think, -what if I just flirt with him to see Vinnie’s reaction?- so you did it, you start to touch his arm, knowing how Vinnie hates when you do that to someone who it isn’t him. You lean a little to get close to Zach’s ear whispering something when your phone buzz again.

“Oh, I’m sorry give me a sec”

You looked at your texts noticing a message from Vinnie.

-You better stop doing what you are doing pup, or I’m going to make you.

You ignored the text and keep the flirting with the guy, he grabs your waist pulling you closer to him, and you smile at him, feeling Vinnie’s intense look in you, your phone buzz again.

-come here. Now.

-You know what? I’m coming to you.

Then you feel a hand on your waist,grabbing you pulling you close to a toned chest, oh lord,you know you messed this.

“Sorry for the interruption dude but my girlfriend is a little too friendly when she’s drunk, I’m sorry again”

When the dude grabs Vinnie’s wrist “I saw her first dude, don’t play the -she’s my girlfriend- with me”

“Excuse me? Oh god you are going to-“ “hey let’s go home okay? Vin, please” he looks at you, and with that look you know he is mad,really mad, you have been acting like a brat all day, talking back, teasing him, flirting with others to make him jealous.

“Leave us alone, right sweetheart?” The dude asks

“No, he’s my boyfriend and I just use you to make him jealous so, no”

Vinnie grabs your wrist roughly but not to hard to hurt you, he makes signs to Thomas and scream a “we’re leaving” with a smirk on his face.

You both got into te car, the ride was silence until Vinnie puts his hand on your thigh again, you look at him opening your mouth to ask him for forgiveness when he cuts you off “ don’t you dare to try to explain it, I know perfectly what you were doing, and when we get home I’m going to fuck the shit out of you, got it? I’m going to edge you for hours, tide your wrists to the headboard, spank you ‘till you cry, then I’m going to eat you out and overstimulate you ‘till you can’t cum anymore,and even there I will fuck you senseless, because you are going to take everything I will give you, got it?”

“Yes I got it” you say with a whispers

“You got it who?”

“Yes I got it daddy”

“Better”

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When you arrived at the Hype House, it was empty since everyone was at the party and because of how they were they would not arrive until dawn, with which Vinnie had all night to make you pay for what you had done, and that was not very pleasant for you. As soon as you enter the door Vinnie guide you to his room, entering it, he blocked the door and hit you against the door,

"If you act like a whore, you'll get treated like one"

He began to kiss you roughly, his kisses descended rapidly towards your neck, marking your hot skin with his lips, from time to time he left a small bite at the base of your neck, descending towards your clavicle, leaving hickeys in the area.

"Jump" he said in your demanding tone.

You obeyed and jumped, wrapping your legs around his waist, his hands traveled to your butt, giving it a good grip as he kissed you again in a desperate and demanding way, his tongue entered your mouth without warning, dancing with your tongue, at a slow speed, both of your lips red from the intensity of the kiss.

He sat on the edge of the bed, untying his belt, your eyes widened, you stared at the belt. "Come here" you swallowed and approached staying in front of him, he got up from the bed, taking your wrists, wrapping the belt around your wrists in such a way that it was hooked.

He sat back on the bed, motioning for you to get into his lap.

You looked at his hands, and as his rings were still on each finger, you waited a few seconds praying that he would remove the rings, but that moment never came, this time he would leave them on, which would be more painful.

You lay on his legs, your butt between his thighs and your body on the bed.

His hands caressed your butt on the fabric of the dress, he lifted the dress up to your hips, leaving you exposed, he hooked his fingers in the waistband of your thong, lowering it, passing it over your legs letting it fall on the floor.

"You act like a brat all night ..."

"I don't act like a brat-" he leaves a hard smack on your ass cheek making you whimper.

"Are you talking back little slut?" He asks in a fake innocent tone.

"No daddy"

"That's what I thought" he start caressing your butt cheeks.

"Count"

And then he laid the first smack into your left cheek "o-one" you let out a whimper. He laids another one into your right cheek, you moan and he leaves another smack "I said count" he said in a rougher tone "Two and three, I'm sorr-" another smack "f-uck, four" at this point tears fall from your eyes, falling into the sheets. The smacks laid on your butt in a fast pace, "cmon baby three more" "th-three?" "Do you want them to be five?" "N-no!" "Then count!" "Thirte-en" the cries leaving your mouth between sobs, "Did that hurt puppy? Good, it's supposed to", "f-four-te-en" you say in a whisper, and the smack "five teen!" You scream because the last one was harder than the others.

The three smacks laid on you butt making you moan and scream at the pain in your butt, Vinnie caress your cheeks covered in his handprints.

"You are such a good slut for me, don't you?" I have smirks caressing your back.

"Stand up" he helps you to get up, his hands grabbing your waist, his hands travel to your back, grabbing the zipper of the dress and tugging it down, he slid the straps of the dress down your shoulders, letting the piece of fabric fell to the ground remaining on your ankles, you stepped outside the fabric, you were completely exposed to it, the only garment that covered your body was your bra.

You whimper in response, he could feel the arousal between you legs, but he never been this helpless to relieve the pressure. You squirmed, your hips bucking in desesperation. Vinnie chuckled, gently brushing the hair out of your face, “that’s what I thought”.

“Please, please...”

“Please?” Vinnie mocked, making you start to sob in frustration.

“You know you have to do better that that”

You gasped “Daddy, put your hands on me.Touch me,or fuck me I don’t care”. Tears run down your face.

“Please just use me”

“Touch me please, I can’t take it anymore...”

Your legs were spread open by Vinnie’s hands, your hands chained to the headboard with his belt.

Vinnie had done anything but tease you, touching your thighs lightly, brushing his hand against your nipples or pinching them.

“And what if I don’t?...”

He softened a bit with the tears.

“Good” he murmured, positioning himself between your legs.

At the simple touch of his hand on your heat, your entire body convulsed with pleasure. Vinnie smirked “Now, that wasn’t to difficult, was it?”

The moment when you were about to cum. Your eyes roll back , your shoulder pushed off of the bed as you tremble and shiver in Vinnie’s arms. A high pitched whine resounding in the room before you started mumbling and begging for Vinnie to touch you again. And he just smirks, the thrusts with his fingers stopped as he smiles devilishly and kisses you.

“Dad-ddy please, more” you mumble pulling the belt.

“What baby? You want more? You are begging for me so well. But are not allowed to come,not now. You can cum only when I say it okay baby?” He said with a fake caring tone.

He grabbed you by the hips, getting you out of bed, placing you on his lap, his hand slowly lowered over your abdomen, his fingers brushing your hips, he put his hand in your pussy,cupping it, his fingers quickly found your clit, playing with it lightly, just making pressure, making you moan with pleasure, then he start fingering you while you are sitting on his lap, you started feeling so embarrassed, you just hide your face in the crook of Vinnie's neck. He eventually grabs your jaw roughly and he makes you look at him, telling you to hold eye contact or else you won't get to cum "open your eyes and look at me whore"

His fingers start pumping in a fast pace making your head fall backwards,you bite your lip to not make a sound, he curls his fingers to reach that spot inside of you.

"Stay nice and quiet, if I hear a moan slip I'll fuck your throat raw, understood?"

The pace goes faster again, you try so hard to contain your moans and whimpers,little tears running down your face, he brings up his hand cleaning and drying your cheeks with his thumb,"oh cmon slut you can moan now"

You let out loud moans as your walls clench around Vinnie's fingers,he grabs your throat kissing you roughly while you moan in his mouth, this one is your first orgasm because Vinnie denied all the ones before,then he pulls you close to whisper in your ear "shut up and take it princess, do it for daddy" you nod your head biting your lip again, has he goes rougher, leaving kisses and more hickeys on your neck, you try harder to be quiet until you can't take it and you moan his name and cum all over his fingers.

He starts laughing at how pathetic you are, groaning in your ear "good fucking girl" he grabs you putting you into the bed laying on your back, he kisses your lips, biting harder at your lower lip making you moan, his kisses traveled down again, leaving more hikers on your breasts and abdomen, his lips leaving ghost touches on your skin.

His mouth reach your hips making they way down to your clit, he starts playing with the little bud, kissing it softly before biting it, making you scream in pleasure.

"Oh god Daddy please" you whimper.

His tongue start moving in a fast pace between your folds, playing around your hole, his tongue moving in and out at a torturing slowly pace, his tongue giving your hole little strokes, he goes up again at your clit, sucking on it harshly.

You started to feel the tight sensation in your stomach, getting more closer to your release Vinnie's tongue doesn't slow down for a second, in fact it just speed up 'till you cum all over his mouth and chin, you expect him to stop,but he shoves his fingers into your hole and attaches his mouth to your clit, sucking on it harshly, making you scream again, "Thank me" he growls, pushing his fingers further into your hole. "Thank me for the orgasm I just let you have" you moan loudly, shaking with the force of Vinnie's fingers moving in and out. "Fuck, tha-ank you"

Vinnie smirks at you and you cry out as you feel his fingers twist and his tongue drops down to play with your clit in slow motions.

It was so much pleasure for you to handle, you start to move back from Vinnie's mouth, just to hear a groan from his throat and to feel his hands grabbing your thighs harder to pull your pussy closer to him. "No,no,no. Get back here I'm not done with you "

He goes back at pumping his fingers inside of you all the overstimulation making your chest raise up and down at a erratic pace, your orgasm start to build up again, your moans loud and your hand gripping at the sheets, your third orgasm explodes, "Aww, look the poor thing accidentally came" this time Vinnie stops, cleaning your mess with his tongue, lapping every drop of your cum.

"You taste fantastic slut, now get on your knees"

You make up from the bed, your legs feeling numb for the hard orgasms, you gent on your knees, your hands moving to take off his trousers, sliding them down to his ankles, then your hands reach his underwear, caressing him through the fabric of his boxers. "Take them off" you slide them down his ankles too, his cock already hard pressing against his lower abdomen, leaking with pre-cum, you grab it with your hand, liking the pre-cum in his tip, making him groan in pleasure, you take him in your mouth, but Vinnie has other plans for you, he grabs your hair pushing himself deeper into your throat making you gag, he start at a fast pace, making you gag every-time he hits the back you your throat, you separated from his cock, breathing hard, "vinnie" you said with a ragged breath, he put his cock back in your mouth, "shut up and take it" he proceeds to fuck your mouth again. "Aah just like that, taking all my cock like the slut you are" he groans, tears start running down your face, Vinnie grabs your hair tightly making you moan against his cock, you allow your cheeks to make force on his cock, "aah shit, I'm going to cum" his seed explodes in your mouth, you swallowed all of it, some of his cum falls to your chin so you grab it with your finger pulling it back in your mouth.

"Get up" he grabs your hand to help you to stand up, he makes his way with you to the bed, again, he grabs you and puts you into the bed, laying on your back, he approaches you, positioning himself on top of you, he doesn't waist time, pulling his cock inside of you, you moan, again tears running down your face for the overstimulation you where receiving, Vinnie's strokes are deep and hard, making your head spin, the line between pain and pleasure was invisible now, the pain in your legs was more than the pleasure, you try to push Vinnie out of you, but he grabs your wrists pinning them to the bed, "V-Vinnie..."

He just moans in you neck, 'till you start moving to much, you want him to stop, you need him to stop, so you just scream it.

"Book!, Vinnie book!"

He stops instantly, pulling out of you,grabbing your face, strolling your cheeks. "Oh lord Y/n I'm so sorry, I shouldn't push you that far, I'm so sorry love"

"It's okay, I say it because I don't feel pleasure anymore"

"Shh, love you don't have to say sorry, if you ever want me to stop just say it and I will stop"

"Cmon let's get cleaned okay?" You hummed a “Mhm” agains his shoulder "I'm so sorry baby" he whispers against your hair.

He gets up, leaving you in bed,the puts the sheets over your body, he puts his boxers, and walk to the bathroom, the las time you heard was the water running into the bathtub.

While you where sleeping in the bed Vinnie prepares a bath, with warm water to help your sore body, some slow music,a red bathbomb making the water look red, a couple of candles on the sink and bubbles, a lot of bubbles.

He makes sure everything was perfect for you, the goes to the dorm again, caressing you cheek waking you up. "Hey love" "Hey" you say in a sleepy tone, "let's get you cleaned up, how does that sound?"

"Mhmm perfect" he kiss your forehead and carry you in bridal style to the bath tub, both of you get inside the warm water, Vinnie grabs a sponge and puts some soap in it, massaging your shoulders and washing your arms, chest and back, when he finish he cleans the soap with water, giving little kisses on your shoulders and nape. "I'm so sorry..." he mumbles against your back "I'm truly sorry, I would never hurt you in that way, and I'm sorry that a make you say the safe word" "Vin I promise that it's okay, when I say the word you stopped and help me, you take care of me and give me all your attention, I promise that it's okay" you smile at him, leaning back on his chest,moving head to look at him,he looks back at you making eye contact, "I love you so much Y/n" "I love you too Vin" he leans down and give you a little kiss on your forehead, another on your left cheek and the last one on your lips,that one a little longer than the others.

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I had an idea for a HC request for the boys. Lets say they spend the night at you're house and they don't know you have roommates...until the next morning when they run into one (or all) of your roommates in the kitchen. How would they navigate that situation?

When They Find Out You Have Roommates:

JavIer: Doesn’t really give a damn. He’s shuffling to the coffee pot with a cigarette between his lips. He can only be thankful that he pulled on his jeans after rolling out of the bed. Not that he cared if anyone saw him naked. His only complaint is that they didn’t already have coffee brewing. If he’s asked a question about what he is doing here, he’s just going to nod towards your bedroom. And then they knew he’s the reason they didn’t get much sleep last night.

Ezra: Completely and utterly shameless. There is not one ounce of modesty in this man’s entire body. He will be delighted to make your roommates acquaintance. Probably start talking their ear off as he stands there in his boxers, his goal of grabbing some water long forgotten. He charms them and you have to come out of your bedroom to find out where he went. He is cooking breakfast for your entire house while regaling them with grandiose tales.

Mando: You wake up to shrieking. He might have pulled a blaster on them when they surprised him. Oops. He puts the blaster away and apologizes, but you will still have to come out there to make sure they know that the beskar covered man is welcome there.

Catfish: He’s not unused to this. At least your roommates don’t turn out to be someone who is in his unit. That was awkward that one time. He’s more of a quiet, nodding politely an continuing on with what he was doing. Setting up the coffee maker and grabbing some water from the fridge to take back to the bedroom for you. This is why he’s grateful for taking the time to put on his boxers.

Tovar: Not one fuck is given, not a single one. He smirks as he looks at them and tells them that you will probably sleep for awhile longer while he finishes fastening his armor. He had worn you out. So with that, he opens the door and walks out, leaving them staring after him in surprise.

Max Phillips: He knows there is someone there. He can smell them. That’s why he made sure that you were as loud as you were last night. So when he sees them, he has a cocky as smirk on his face. But then again, when doesn’t he have that smirk on his face?

Marcus Pike: You are talking about the most wonderful man in the world. By the time that you come out of the bedroom, he has them eating out of the palm of his hand. It doesn’t help that he’s offered to pick up coffee and croissants for them as well and actually did it.

Oberyn: Obviously he knows you have roommate. They are in the bed with the two of you.

Dave York: Of course you have roommates. He helped you create the little crotch goblins. Although the kidney shot he woke up to this morning was not too nice. That’s what he gets for sleeping in a bed with three girls last night. Never again. He huffs and walks downstairs into the kitchen where the little monsters have run off to, demanding food.

Max Lord: He smirks and offers them a smarmy smile that doesn’t quite live up up to the tv persona considering he is standing there in briefs and nothing else. But he tries. It’s a bit awkward and he goes back into the room to grab some pants and his undershirt. He’s a little embarrassed but takes it in stride.

Marcus Moreno: His eyebrows raise and he offers them the coffee he’s already made. Surprised but honestly not to flustered. You are all adults and it’s not like he’s never be surprised by roommates before. That happened plenty of times in college.

Zach Wellison: A little startled when he runs into someone when he’s not expecting anyone, but he recovers quickly. He rubs the back of his neck and gives a shy laugh when being teased about walking into a random kitchen. However he’s a Marine, adapt and overcome. Soon enough, he’s offering to make everyone breakfast.

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Levi Ackerman X Femme Reader: Sick Boy Soldier, Modern AU

Inspired by the song: Sick Boy Soldier but you're at a party and Levi Ackerman saw you.

Sick Boy Soldier: By Palaye Royale.

Listen to it whilst reading this if you would like.

***

You weren't exactly dragged to this disco. More like you and your friend suddenly wound up here after deciding to go on a late night walk.

The disco was lit with neon lights, meaning some areas were murky. A lot of people were smoking, to your distaste, but for some reason you stayed put. The music was just at the right volume and it wasn't blaring out deafening noises. It matched the setting flawlessly.

So did he...

"Y/n, you're staring", your friend nudged you once realising who you were staring at.

You snapped out of your trance, quickly taking a sip of your drink to recompose yourself from the embarrassment.

''He's hot'', your friend stated. Eyes traveling back to the stranger, your body tingled with a feeling quite alien to you. You unwillingly found yourself nodding your head in agreement and only knew what you were doing once hearing the muffled snicker of your friend.

"Shut up", you mumble, setting your eyes downcast to look at the table instead.

"He's looking at you", your friend whispered after a few seconds.

"Liar", you retort, taking another sip of your drink with a metal straw.

"I swear his eyes are traveling towards your direction", your eyes rolled at your friend's words.

"He's definitely staring at you".

Your eyes glanced up to catch his eyes, just briefly though as your phone went off. You received a text from another friend, luckily your phone was already placed upwards on the table so you didn't have to pick it up.

"He's so fucking hot", your friend blurted.

You hit their thigh lightly with the back of your hand, indicting they should shut up but they didn't take the hint.

"He's literally devouring you with his eyes", they went on.

A small smirk met his lips, as if he heard that once you looked back up.

"Oh shit...", you murmur, thinking he did actually hear.

"Chill, he's quite far away, plus this music is kinda loud", they reassure you.

'Oh, I heard it'.

His eyes travel back to his friend, who was blabbering this whole time. He responded back.

"Damn, you hear how silky his voice is?!", your friend gushed. The man's eyes landed back in your direction.

'Silky?'

"Oh my god...", you face palm, "he sure as fuck heard that".

'So adorable'.

This time his orbs didn't move from your figure. Your body sizzled under his intense gaze.

"Go talk to him dude! The man can't stop looking at ya", your friend encouraged you, nudging you again, "and from the looks of it, neither can you".

"Very funny", you comment at the last bit, your eyes only wandering from your glass to the stranger.

His chin was being held up by his index finger, his head facing his friend but his eyes were solely on you, occasionally glancing back at his friend but only for a brief second or two. His figure was illuminated by the neon lights behind him, making him stand out more than usual.

"His attention is just on you. It's like he's not even aware his friend is still there", they say.

"You're fawning", you point out.

"You're literally drooling", they shot back causing you to roll your eyes again. You received another message.

"Someone's popular tonight".

"It was the same person", you retort, picking up the phone to swiftly respond. Once putting your phone back down, your eyes inadvertently flicker towards the man. Once locking eyes with him, he smirks again.

"He winked at you!!!!", your friend squeaked, "oh my lord. Go talk to him, like now".

You didn't know how to handle this but realised the pungent stench of cigarettes was getting more prominent.

"Ugh, it stinks so bad in here", your face scrunched up in disgust as you cover your nose and mouth with a hand.

'Now there's another cute expression'.

"We'll leave after you speak to him", your friend remarks.

"Are you serious? No, not happening. He's probably just bored and looking around", you try come up with excuses, not realising you said it a bit too loud.

'Bored? Yes, until my eyes landed on you and your amusing expressions'.

''Go to him dude or you'll regret it", your friend said, eyebrows wiggling.

"No, no. He's probably not even interested. Let's just leave".

"Oof, too late", your friend instantly scurried off.

"Hey, where are you-?", you halted once you glanced up to see the man was gone. Someone sat down to your right. From the corner of your eye, you realised it was him.

'Oh god. Oh fuck!!', you thought, freaking the hell out.

"Hey", he said, facing you. His back was right against the elongated baroque styled sofa.

'Okay, his voice is so fucking smoky and hot'.

"Hey-hi", you stammer for words, desperately trying to shake your thoughts.

"You don't seem like the sort to come here", he continued.

You laugh nervously, "haha, yeah, no. I dislike it here".

"Mm, I see why", he faced ahead instead.

"Do you come here often?'', you ask.

Maybe you shouldn't have because now you regained his attention. His eyes swallowed you whole.

He chuckled slightly, "yeah, you could say that".

You felt like you were missing something from what he said.

"Oh... Do you smoke?"

He shook his head, "nah, it tastes and smells disgusting".

He got that right.

You look ahead at his friend who was conversing with someone else. His eyes dart towards you again, taking you all in. He leaned in but you only realised once the back of his index finger stroked up and down near your temple. You jolt from shock before you felt your rapidly beating heart sprinting inside of you.

He again chuckled at your reaction.

"What's your name?", he asked.

"My-my name? Oh, um... It's Y/n! My name is Y/n", you stutter, almost forgetting everything about yourself, "what's-what's yours?"

"My name's Levi. Nice to meet'cha, Y/n'', he gives you a half smile as his index finger wraps around a strand of your silky hair.

"You too...", you manage to breathe out, closing your eyes for a second.

After a little bit of chatting with Levi (who was still playing with the strand of your hair), you remember your friend.

"Oh! Sorry, I have to go", you swiftly state, "my friend– they're waiting for me. I'm so sorry. Bye!", you apologise, getting up and gathering your stuff. You give him a wave with a sheepish smile before heading off.

You barely just caught onto his words, "see ya around Y/n".

You find your friend, Zara, pretty easily as she was near the exit. Once she saw you, her eyes lit up in excitement.

"So how'd it go??", she asked.

"Okay, he was nice but I'll probably never see him again. Anyways let's go", you say, wanting to cut the conversation short and keep the details to a minimum.

'Every second that passed that I was still near him made me melt. His voice was as smooth as honey. His eyes were like black holes and they were consuming me and my every move. His touch though... That was the worst of them all. Every time he touched me, my skin was on fire and I think he knew it too'.

"Wait, I gotta grab my phone. Brb", she exclaimed, disappearing into the crowd once more.

You decided to meet her by the car, you couldn't stand being in there another second. Your mind still ran back to when you asked Levi if he went there often. You definitely didn't pick up on something but what?

"Back!!", Zara yelled, unlocking the door for you. You swiftly open the door to the passenger seat, it was too damn cold right now.

"I'm sleeping over yours tonight'', Zara breathed out once inside the car. You giggle at her reaction before agreeing.

~Time Skip~

After the two of you got some pizza, you both went to your house. Once inside, your roommate greeted you.

"You guys are back so late", he stated.

"But Y/n messaged you back", Zara stated, "plus her eyes were a little too preoccupied''. She nudged you before joining Zach on the couch.

"Wait, what?''

"Y/n met a guy-"

"Zara!!", you shout at her.

"What?", she innocently shrugs her shoulders.

"Shut. Up", you chuck your purse at her which she just about managed to catch.

"I want details!!", Zach now sat cross legged on the couch, eagerly staring at you both.

You facepalm as Zara goes on about how hot he was and how you were almost drooling.

"Y/nnn", the two whine on the couch as you move about the house, putting things away.

"Yes?", you groan.

"What was his name?", Zara asked for at least the hundredth time.

"Levi. His name was Levi. And why are you both making such a big deal out of it? It's not like I'll ever see him again".

Zara had a grin plastered on her face as she held up your phone, "I wouldn't be too sure about that".

You squint your eyes at her, "what did you do?"

"Well you know how I said I had to go and grab my phone...?"

"You got his number, didn't you?"

She gave you a sheepish grin as your phone went off, "he texted you".

Your eyes widen as you sprint towards her, snatching your phone from her grasp. You leave to your room as your two friends whine in complaint. You only did that because you knew she would have read the message out loud and responded back.

You peer at your phone to see that he did in fact message you.

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: Hey, this is Levi (the guy from the disco). Your friend gave me your number.

Your eyes widen at the name Zara put down for him. Why did you expect her to put a sensible name anyways?

You: Hi, I'm so sorry about her. I swear she meant well, I'm also really sorry if she threatened you for your number.

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: It's okay, I was actually the one who asked her for your number.

You: Wait... Really??

A small blush adorned your cheeks as a smile arose on your lips.

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: Yeah.

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: Sorry, I just wanted to talk to you more.

The blood in your body warmed up so much. This guy was very straightforward and candid.

You: It's okay, I'm glad you did so but I doubt you even remember my name, never mind what I look like.

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋 is typing...

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: your name is Y/N. (E/c) eyes. (H/l), (h/c) hair. (H).

You: Okay... I guess you do remember.

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: Apart from my name, what do you remember about me?

You: you have kinda short, black hair and grey eyes that look a little bit blue. You're pretty tall, like really tall.

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: Hm, I didn't actually expect you to remember.

You: 😇

You: Me neither... But luckily I did.

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: Are you free tomorrow?

You: After 2:30pm, I am.

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: Would you like to grab a coffee?

Did you really want to? He was a complete stranger after all. But it would be in a public setting so he wouldn't be able try anything. You bit your lower lip as you weighed out the options.

'C'mon Y/n, just give the guy a shot. He could be a genuine guy'.

'What's the point, he'll lose interest as quickly as he gained it'.

'You never know until you take the chance'.

Your phone pinged again.

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: I'll be sure to make it worth your while.

You bit your lip even more but the smile you were trying to mask peaked it's way through.

You: Where and when?

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: 4pm, at L'Vistro's?

You: Sounds cool. I'll see you then.

#Fawning💋😍😘🤤👅💋: Okay, night Y/N.

You: Goodnight Levi.

You turned off your phone and stared at the blank screen for a few minutes, the messages still carved into your mind. You let out a small squeal in delight. You couldn't believe this... Maybe Zara giving out your number to a complete stranger actually worked in your favour for once.

~ ~ ~

I know Levi isn't tall but he is in the fic.

#captain levi #levi x y/n #levi x you #levi aot #levi attack on titan #levi au #levi ackerman #fanfiction #fandom #anime #x fem!reader #x reader #sick boy soldier #palaye royale inspired #tall levi #nightclub

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Can I request Vin Jin boyfriend headcanons and some fluff? (You don't have to force yourself)

(This and the other vin jin rq were merged!)

Honestly the way I see it, it doesn’t matter if you’re a very calm person or outgoing person. No matter what this relationship is gonna end up being considerably chaotic

He ropes you into everything he does. Doesn’t matter if u r a design student or an architecture student or if ur on the opposite side of the school from him, u r practically in his class. Dating him is like signing a contract sealing away ur own life bc he makes it a point to be ALWAYS w u

In class he doesn’t gaf if the teacher has ur seat on the other end of class, he is somehow finding a way to sit next to u against ur will or not. And when the teacher moves u two away from eachother INTENTIONALLY bc of this, he is threatening whoever happened to sit next to u to trade seats w him. He will go as far as to dress up as them to make it look like they’re them to be next to u and he’s so dramatic ab it.... being away from u felt like u were star crossed lovers whom the world was fiercely against

And if UR against this cuz ur tired of getting in trouble in class, or if you reject any of his advances, he’s gonna be really, really, really offended. He will at first sputter and be kinda shy and embarrassed about it, before he goes “fine! Have fun on your own without me, the greatest thing in your fucking life!”

He move seats back and will glare at you periodically every five minutes to pavlov dog you so that every five minutes every day, even when he’s not there, you feel the burning stare of vin jin

If you’re his s/o, he’ll buy you a matching pair of sunglasses so ur the freshest looking couple around Seoul (they’re hideous and thick but he thinks u look fly)

The glasses don’t have nearly as many layers as his does for himself so u can see, and u wonder how he managed to make them just as bulky and if he did it on purpose to sabotage u. Like “did u make my glasses purposefully ugly so no one else will want me?”

U have to dodge a punch after saying anything like that ab his fashion decisions LMAOAO

He’s rlly proud of u two matching. With the glasses and anything in general. He’ll make you wear a jacket matching his, or the same shoes and he will stop people in the hall and be like “wait. Notice anything cool ab us today?? Cooler than normal??”

And when they don’t respond he boasts “that’s right!! Me and my other half r matching. Look at us and weep, losers.” He thinks u two look so good....... if ur enthusiastic ab wearing matching things too he is elated u have to pray that tomorrow he won’t show up w another “if lost return to Vin Jin” “I’m Vin Jin” pair of jackets or anything of the like bc it happens SO OFTEN

And on the topic of sharing when it’s cold he likes to share jackets and blankets w u. Ur desks r moved by eachother by vin jin himself and u two share one blanket over u and shiver bc he just likes it, sharing w u plus he’s slightly warmer. And yes if you guys had indivizual blankets you would be warmer, but u guys have to struggle together he doesn’t care what anyone says (yes even ur protests ur sharing that one blanket wether he has to wrap it around u himself and tear up the one u brought on ur own or what”

He is so blind in love that he cannot tell when u guys suck at stuff. Like if ur in the wrong he doesnt care ur RIGHT and he’s taking that to the grave. He can belittle u and call u out but if someone else says ur in the wrong it’s on sight

Will die protecting ur name even when ur the one who was genuinely wrong

He forces u to make a beat for him to rap to. He loves rapping and wants to enjoy it w u, so ur forcefed YouTube videos of how to beatbox so u can be his bgm and eventually u probably just start to enjoy it to

And u always start a beat and he starts busting out rhymes and it’s SO BAD. It doesn’t matter if ur good at beatboxing if vin Jin is on the track w u it’s gonna sound terrible he brings the quality down immensely but u two just cannot tell

Like after a two session ur like “omg... that was so good. We should go pro?” “Fuck yea we should we’re better than those posers” “we could rlly make it in the industry fr” no u absolutely could not

During the school festival, u sang with him and it was SO bad. Half the crowd is gonna have 2 be hospitalized but u two had FUN up on the stage

Like I said, he has absolute faith in u. All u do is right. If ur driving a car for the first time, he is going to be ur little hype man doesn’t matter if u suck. U hit a curb and he went “YES babe!! Ur killing it cant wait till u hit the road bby” Ur not allowed to touch a car for the next two years now bc he kept cheering u on when u we’re doing CLEARLY wrong things

On a plane u r looking for the bathroom like pensively and u see a handle and look back and r like “is this it???” And vin jin thinking u r all righteous will go “yea babe go for it” and u open it and u depressurizate the cabin immediately

Now both on like 5 no fly lists

He loves to do things with u, like I mentioned earlier, and things he wouldn’t do alone he’ll do w u. Like drawing alone?? Boring. Drawing w Y/N??!!! Who knows what could happen..... so much fun could ensue. Maybe he will draw u cutely. Maybe he will draw u so ugly u will be forced to engage in a fight.

He likes to play just dance w u and compete for the “greats/all star!” Little titles above, and it becomes like a Friday night ritual for u two to turn just dance on and just go at it. But sometimes he’ll get too intense and suddenly he’s actually fighting for the chance to beat u. Will trip u so u lose on purpose

He makes u listen to him sing and rap to u. And u try to leave and he hugs tightly and is like LISTEN IFS FOR U, DONT BE UNGRATEFUL and now u have to listen

He makes u a mixtape of songs he made himself and they are all considerably worse than “remember the times we had”. It’s uploaded on SoundCloud and all the comments r hate and u listen to it a lot bc u know he loves u sm he made u a mixtape ya ur gonna play that but everyone else hates it w a passion

Like the comments r like:

Daniel: well.... it’s definitely a song 😅 I’m glad you love (y/n) so much!

Duke: he’s not making it out the hood 😐

Zach: never let this man in a studio AGAIN

Mary: this should’ve stayed in the CD

(Y/N): love it! 😍

Zoe: kill your producer 💀

Mira: ...

He’s overprotective too

If someone looks at u for more than a second he’ll go “what?? U think she is hot, huh? I’ll kick ur ass fucking perv.... cmon babe let’s go”

Will throw his arm around u and streer u the opposite way of any potentially good looking ppl to keep ur eyes on him

Oh Daniel is coming?? What a coincidence u and vin Jin suddenly have to turn the corner to the other way of ur classroom for some reason

Eli is near?!!! Oh no u just got milk spilt in ur eye!! Oh no now he has to wipe ur eyes and u two have to leave the cafeteria whatever will he do

It’s not that he doesn’t have faith in u, he doesn’t have faith in other men. Like he thinks they r all competition, and doesn’t doubt ur loyalty rather doubts how good he can b for u

WILL beat someone up for u. If someone smokes while ur around suddenly his fists r swinging at them cuz even if u smoke or vape urself no one else can get that stuff in ur lungs but YOU or HIM!!

If ur crossing the street and a car almost hits u, it’s the cars fault and he’s kicking the license plate and cursing it out for almost touching u “stupid fucking piece of metal”

Is the type of boyfriend to call u when he knows ur in an Uber and be like “babe u got ur gun w u right?? Oh don’t forget ur BOMB and ur MACHETE!! Yeah just left the house I killed some ppl nbd haha anyways HRU what’s ur Uber driver like” so the driver of ur car won’t even think ab kidnapping u. He has got ur back even when u do not want it

He doesn’t want u to see his eyes, so he’ll tell you to look away so he can take his glasses off and look at u in full color in all ur glory but he never tells u WHY he’s telling u to look away u think it’s a weird thing of his, or he’s insecure ab his face which is partially true but really he’s taking his glasses off and just looking at u. Adoringly.....

He hates PDA. He loves PDA. Do u see his dilemma

Like he loves PDA but doesn’t want anyone seeing him vulnerable even u.... so he’ll hold ur hand and be like “EWWW WHAT R U DOING GET YR HAND OFF MINE”

If u take the lead THATS best bc he can blame it on u and it’s ur fault he HAS to lock fingers w u cuz u did it to him first and he has an excuse to touch u and v like u started this im just sending u ur own energy back 😤

The type to be just like blind, overwhelmed in love. Always thinks ab u, always wants to be w u, worries ab u a lot and frets over u without showing it.... he hates it and loves it to death. Despises it but wouldn’t give it up for anything in the world

Eats lunch w u in the cafeteria and if u sit w someone else u r the ultimate traitor and he will trash talk u to hide his hurt to Mary the entire lunchtime. Kinda possessive.... wants u to also only think about him

WOULDNT EVER fight u for real. Play fights occur VERY often, like pillow fights, tripping ur foot when u say a joke insulting him, grabbing ur collar but he would sooner die than lay a finger on u

Verbal fights happen a lot and if he ever like LOSES it he may lash out and almost hit u and follow thru. I don’t think he’d be able to catch himself that quickly, and if he ever did he’d regret it for the rest of his life. Literally until the day dies he will take it to his grave

He may not sputter out apologieswill just look at u incredulously and then at his hands because what had he done? What did he just do? To you???????? (Y/n))))?????? His (y/n)??? Light of his life?

Will apologize probably over text or through a note or call, and if u don’t respond he is consumed by regret and tries to find u instantly like runs back to ur place

If u forgive him he feels bad still, because does he deserve it? And he might just isolate himself for a bit bc he can’t face u and if it left a scar he is dead inside. It kills him, literally

I could go on w this but I’ll probably save it for another separate pair of hcs later 😭

If u guys ever break up he will fight for u again and won’t stop till ur back together like flowers in ur locker every day, chocolate give during lunch, etc. He wont ever give up hope that he can win u over again and be w u again. He would keep trying, when he wakes up his first thought is ur name in a cold panic bc he can’t rest easy till ur his again and he will try and show off and poorly serenade u and trash his price and be corny and cheesy to get u back

Will set up a performance w the school to let him rap w a mic during lunch for u and he’s saying bars like “(read in bad rapping voice w inconsistent beat) (y/n), love of my life, uh, without you I’d die, uh. Please won’t you take me back? Yuh, without you ima have a heart attack. (Wha!). (Y/n), love of my life, yeah, without you I’m in strife, yup! Please be mine again, (babe), I can never rest till then.”

If the embarrassment doesn’t make u take him back so he’ll pls stop, and when he stands up on the lunch tables to do a little performance doesn’t do it either, then the odd sincerity of his voice and pain in his look (even tho while rapping he sticks out his lower lip in a weird pout) definitely, hopefully will

U make everything worth it !! Truly the light of his life

I hope these were what u wanted, I just had fun w them and wrote stuff that came off the top of my head when I thought of VJ!! ❤️

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