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strawberryfairi · 4 months

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“I loved you then…back when I knew you”

Synopsis: 💎 When your old high school best friend, and admittedly, first love randomly shows up at your door one morning after a bit over ten years apart, your memories of him that you once locked away comes flooding back. Are you open to hearing him out after all this time? (In other words…will you take your man back or nah?)

♕Pairings: Kazutora X Black Fem Reader 🤎 (ANYONE CAN READ)🛑Content: 18+ Eventual smut, Some grief, Some angst ~Crossposted On: Wattpad ONLY ~Updating WEEKLY

w.c. 3.3k💠 Released Jan 10, 2024

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CHAPTER 6; SPLIT UP

Halloween time had come around pretty fast. All kinds of friend groups both guys and girls in your class were already discussing what they should do together for the holiday. Today's a Saturday night, and you were having a sleepover with the girls Asuka and Yumi in order to plan what to do this Halloween. You all were gathered in your living room, each having their own blanket as y'all huddled together on one big air mattress.

"We should go to one of those haunted houses! You know, the ones where they can grab you and things! It makes it more realistic and scary." Yumi suggested, rather randomly.

"Girl, what?!" You looked at her like she grew three more heads.

"It'll be fun! And think...you could ask Kazutora to come too! It can be like a da-

"I am not asking Kazutora on a date, Yumi." You deadpanned.

For the past few weeks of October, ever since Asuka witnessed the interaction between you and Kazutora after he fought Osanai, they've been trying to set you two up since, allegedly, 'you guys need to just date already'.

"You should! Something needs to happen with you guys! I'm beyond tired of this slow burn, idiotic nonsense." Yumi grumbled.

"Not slow burn!" You laughed out loud.

"Yeah! All of Japan knows you guys like each other at this point! I mean, what is the issue?!" She ranted, throwing her hands in the air, only making you laugh more.

"The only issue here is that y'all want us to be more than friends! We really are just-

"I swear, if you say you guys are just close friends one more time, I'm gonna shave your eyebrows off." She glared.

"Yumiiiii!" Your jaw dropped.

"Don't Yumi me! Asuka, back me up here!" She obnoxiously patted Asuka's shoulder, disturbing her 'sleep'.

Asuka opened her eyes, lazily turning her head towards you.

"It's true, the slow burn needs to stop. Hashtag stop the slow burn." She mumbled tiredly, nodding her head slowly.

"Y'all are ridiculous, you hear me?" You chuckled, "Besides, if I ask Kazutora that'll make it one guy with three other girls. It's not an even ratio." You shrugged nonchalantly.

"You gotta be freaking kidding me. Obviously we'll be inviting other guys too." Yumi facepalmed.

"Oh, so you're finally gonna talk to Harada-kun and ask him to go to this haunted house with you? As a date, since that's the type of time y'all wanna be on." You question sassily, giving Yumi all types of neck.

"I-...you know what? Yes I will. But not before you ask Kazutora out first!" She smirked, a challenging tone in her voice.

"Ok, fine! I'll call him right now; facetime him even." You shot back.

Asuka shook her head, knowing the two of you were gonna fold eventually like y'all always do.

"Do it then! I dare you!"

You grabbed your phone aggressively from the floor next to the air mattress, pursing your lips as the realization finally hit you that you were about to ask Kazutora out. Your heart started racing, thumb hovering over his name.

"Is there perhaps...some hesitation I'm seeing?" Yumi teased, snickering evilly.

"Ain't no hesitation." You rolled your eyes, getting a tiny burst of ego-driven confidence from her words, facetiming him. As your phone rang you looked up at the two of them shook. They both had the same expression, shocked that you were actually doing it. Asuka was even fully sitting up and awake at this point. After a few more seconds, Kazutora finally answered. He had a dim lamp turned on in his room, laying in bed on his back with the camera facing him. He looked so so good, and his shirt was off!

Keep it together...

"Hey Kitty." He greeted. His voice sounded much lower than usual, and a bit raspy since it was really late in the night. It was almost one in the morning so it made sense. Yumi and Asuka slapped a hand over their mouths, attempting to muffle their whispered screams as both of them swatted and slapped at your legs excitedly. "Stop stop!" You mouthed instantly, feeling your heart about to pound out of your chest.

"Hey...did I wake you up?" You asked softly, trying not to sound as nervous as you felt.

"Nah, not really. What's up?" He brushed a hand through his hair lazily, a pretty luxurious looking sight in your opinion.

"Umm.." You trailed off, forcing your body to regain the courage you previously had while bickering with Yumi. The girls both gave you thumbs up for support and reassurance, helping you a little bit. There's no need to be nervous. You're just asking to hang out with a friend, you don't need to say it's a date. Yeah, just treat it like hanging out!

"Me and the girls are all planning to do a group trip to this haunted house or whatever on Halloween. Would you wanna go too?" You asked shyly, avoiding looking down at him out of embarrassment. Whew, you did it! That's all that matters.

"You of all people wanna go to a haunted house?" He chuckled lightly, trying to mess with you.

"Aye, it wasn't my idea! But for real though, you wanna come? Yumi was saying a bigger group will make it more fun; and maybe less scary-I don't know." You shrugged.

"On Halloween? Yeah, I'll go. You're not gonna cry all over me are you?" He smirked.

"Watch it be you screaming and cryin', lookin' like a fool. You better not jump at a single thing, Mr. Gang Division Captain!"

"It's third division captain not gang division captain." He grinned, shaking his head at you.

"Same thing." You chuckled.

Yumi and Asuka were so proud of you, both of them watching you like overjoyed moms. They both whipped out their own phones, texting each other about how this'll be the perfect set up for you two to finally steer things in a more romantic direction.

Halloween Saturday 8PM

Asuka, Yumi, and you were able to form a big group for the day. Miyazaki, Hanako, and Hayashi all joined and brought along a date (unfortunately, Yumi's date got sick and couldn't make it). Kazutora also brought along a friend, some guy named Hanma, so the grand total of participants is ten. All of you met up together near the entrance of the theme park, Fuji Q Highland. It seemed everyone had the same idea of coming here this year. So many high school and even college aged folks were out here, all bringing along their significant others or coming as a group as you all were.

You had spent almost all evening into night yesterday doing your hair for today. Wanting to do a cute perm rod set, you carefully get to work on your hair as soon as you got home so that your hair would be dry by tomorrow afternoon.

Perm rod sets is one of your favorite hairstyles, as it always gives you the cutest, fluffiest look. Your hair is pretty long, stopping at nearly mid back when blow dried or straightened out. Yumi and Asuka also got their hair done after school, going straight to the hair salon for wig installs. You had helped them pick out wig styles and colors that would suit them best.

For Asuka, you choose a cute 1B/30 ombre balayage body wave wig, and for Yumi you picked out a sixteen inch middle part black wavy hair wig with neon green roots. It gave very much Billie Eilish, a look that Yumi is really into right now.

Yumi loves short hair styles, and more far out colors so it was perfect for her. They decided to go for wigs because they liked the idea of being able to change up their hair whenever they want, a mindset they acquired from you.

Your outfit for today was an all black, long sleeved jumpsuit with white air forces and gold jewelry for accessories. A Nike wind breaker with all kinds of countries flags on it was your jacket, though you were really using it as a way to kind of step up your look. You had it draped off of your shoulders cutely and about two thirds of the way zipped. You also carried a sparkly mini black backpack, opting for that instead of a purse for an amusement park setting. Kazutora's outfit funnily matched the style you chose too. Black cargo pants with a white top and an olive green bomber jacket with accents of red.

The whole day was going so well so far. Even though Yumi's date wasn't able to come, she was hitting it off pretty well with Kazutora's friend Hanma that he brought along. He was tall and seemed to love thrill seeking, taking Yumi along to do all kinds of crazy stuff together.

Due to that, it landed on Asuka to play the role of wingwoman for you, even though they both had bickered back and forth yesterday about who would be chosen to do it. She won anyways. The whole point of this was solely to get you and Kazutora closer, the bonus was that they'd be able to have fun and bring someone too. So Asuka stayed by you with her date.

Now it was around time for the haunted house walkthrough. Everyone met up near the entrance of the theme park where the line was starting to grow. As you all gathered and got in line, you heard people talking excitedly and mostly nervously about what was going to happen inside.

"I hear they're splitting large groups up!"

You overheard someone say to their own group of friends. It was all guys, six of them. Your once cheerful and excited expression fell instantly.

"Aye Yumi. Didn't you say the bigger the group the better for the haunted house?" You inquired, your expression not matching your voice at all. "Yeah! That's what I heard." She nodded.

"Well how come I just heard someone talkin' bout they're splitting people up?" You tilted your head to the side.

"What? You scared about that or somethin'?"Hanma teased, smirking devilishly.

"It's not about being scared! It's about bein' black! Black folk don't split up! That's white people type shit!" You exclaimed. Everyone laughed.

"Don't you know in horror movies when groups split up they always die?" Miyazaki added, looking towards Hanma.

"It's fine if we split up, we're an even number." Kazutora assured you with a light chuckle, placing his arm over your shoulder. Yumi and Asuka both smirked at each other.

"Naaaaaah! That's the exact type of mindset that gets you killed in horror movies." You shook your head.

Your two friends held a telepathic conversation with each other, tuning out of what the rest of you were talking about.

Asuka: We need to utilize this whole group splitting thing.

Yumi: I lied, by the way. I knew they split groups into four already. Four'll be perfect.

Asuka: You dirty devil! Ok, who's gonna go with who?

Yumi: So there's ten of us. Miyazaki and Hayashi are obviously gonna go in together since they don't have dates. And then Hanako and her date can be with them. I can stay with Hanma and Kazutora. That'll make four. And then you and your date can have some alone time.

The two girls snickered in hush tones, coming to an agreement about their plan. You all made it towards the front, actors were out scaring people in the line to set the creepy mood. Eerie music played from speakers, and the sounds of distant screams filled the air. Your group was split in the way Asuka and Yumi planned, leaving you with Hanma, Kazutora, and Yumi.

The entrance into the haunted labyrinth was pitch black, freaking both you and Yumi out instantly.

"Guys, I can't see not a thing! I don't know about this." You murmured softly. Suddenly, Yumi bumped into you from the right, making you jump. "AAAAAAH!" You screamed, making her scream right along with you. The both of you grabbed onto the guys, you wrapping your arms around Kazutora's arm while Yumi gripped Hanma's jacket from the back. "Girl! What are you doing?! You can't be playin' around like that!" You scolded out into the air since you couldn't even see her.

"I'm sorry, I lost my balance for a second!" She quivered in a meek voice.

"It hasn't even been five minutes and you guys are already freakin' the fuck out." Hanma shook his head.

"Shut up!" You both said at the same time.

Suddenly, a hissing sound of steam came from behind you all. This time you made Kazutora jump too due to the way you pulled on him. The sound of someone laughing maniacally to themselves filled the air. You and Yumi both squealed. There was no light, no signs, no nothing. Just noises and you two girls making each other jump by constantly bumping into one another.

Finally you guys made a right turn, then stopped as it lead to a long corridor. The dimmest of lights showed the way. Blood splatters scattered the dirty floor, and the ambient eerie music was long gone, leaving it completely silent...like dead silent. "Wai-wait a minute y'all...." You said anxiously, not liking the looks of the hallway. Something wasn't feeling right. Yumi and Hanma continued on forward, lowkey leaving y'all behind. "Come on." Kazutora urged quietly, starting to cautiously walk forward. You let out an uncomfortable hum.

An abrupt and loud triple banging sound like metal against metal coming from behind scared you all at the same time. Then, the sound of heavy boots also running from behind was all it took to have y'all scrambling out of there like back in the day Looney Tunes characters.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" Yumi let out the longest and loudest scream you've ever heard, practically floating down the hallway since she could barely keep up with Hanma's long strides. You went from holding onto Kazutora's arm to just holding hands as he lead you through the corridor. Your heart was pumping fast, a wild mix of fear and slight excitement coursing through you.

"AH HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" The person from behind laughed, only fueling your legs to move faster. The hallway felt like an eternity to run through. Finally as you reached the end y'all all scrambled into a small room.

"I can't...y'all, I can't." You huffed, no longer able to maintain speaking in Japanese. This damn haunted hospital, labyrinth-whatever the hell don' knocked the Japanese outta you! You noticed that Yumi had herself snuggled up close into Hanma's side, his right arm wrapped around her by her shoulders keeping her tight next to him.

"Oop..." You whispered to yourself, keeping a mental note of what was possibly going on between them. You weren't really with them during the day so you hadn't seen anything with them until now. You lowkey shipped it so far, their height difference was so adorable. You all proceeded forward after catching your breath. It was another dark room, nearly pitch black with hospital furniture all over the place.

"Oh Jesus!" You hollered, squeezing Kazutora's hand subconsciously as the sound of a desk scraping against the floor startled you.

"My bad." Hanma snickered. He had allegedly 'bumped' into one of the desks causing it to move and make that creepy ass noise.

He definitely did that on purpose...

As your group exited the room, you entered a short hallway that lead to multiple flights of uneven steps, all spiraling so you couldn't see what was ahead. It was so dark though it didn't matter, you wouldn't be able to see regardless. Old looking posters of skull charts and spinal chords adorned the walls, torn and tinted a faint brownish yellow.

The boys helped you both make your way up the stairs, you almost fell about four times before reaching the end. Now there was another room, much larger than the last, with clear hospital curtains at the entrance.

"I don't like the looks of this one..." Yumi whined. Neither did you to be honest. It looked like a surgical room. It was still completely quiet, nothing but the mixed sound of whimpers and breathing coming from the four of you, mainly you and Yumi. A few whitish blue shaded lights helped light the way for you all, showcasing what was all over the room. You were exactly right, there was surgical equipment laid out on tables, some of them bloody. Bodies covered by light blue drapes laid on two tables.

Walking straight you came to an opening.

"Oh my gosh y'all, it's multiple ways we can go." You mutter in a defeated, fearful tone. It lead to a hall, truly like a hospital, leading to the right or left, nothing straight except for a front desk looking area. To the right had more curtains some fully closed and some open while the left was just pitch black. "Which way should we goooo?" Hanma asked in a fake spooky tone. He was having a little too much fun up in here.

"Clearly not the pitch black ass way." You shot back sassily, pulling on Kazutora's hand to take the lead in front of Yumi and Hanma. Yumi agreed with you, nodding her head frantically. "Yeah, the light is always safer." She murmured.

"Nah nah! Let's go the dark way!" Kazutora beamed, pulling you back. He sounded so excited, just like Hanma.

"Let's do what?!" You looked at him like he just grew two more sets of eyes.

"Heehee, that's the spirit! C'mon." Hanma grinned, leading Yumi into the literal darkness. You frowned, huddling up close to Kazutora, using your free hand to grip onto his bomber jacket while the other still held his hand. You walked down the dark hall, entering some room that would eventually lead to another right or left way split like the previous one.

Suddenly, out of everywhere you've been this spot was different. There were sounds, lots of subtle but clean cut sounds that freaked you the hell out. Clanging, squeaking, shuffling, all those quiet yet eerie noises surrounded the four of you. Then, a bit ahead of you to the left, was a figure. Someone in a wheel chair, just barely moving towards y'all.

"What the fuck is goin' on?" You asked aggressively. When you were scared you lowkey got aggressive, it was just a thing for you, your own personal coping mechanism. Everyone stopped moving, Hanma made spooky "Oooo" sounds. In a much slower pace, y'all continued on, keeping your eyes on whoever or whatever was in the wheelchair.

"You better not do anything stupid! This guy's tall and he'll beat your ass! His friend will too!" Yumi shouted anxiously, her voice cracking here and there as she spoke. "Right! They both got mad hands!" You said back with a self-assuring nod. The boys both chuckled pridefully at the two of you. Out of nowhere, the sensation of something warm, damp, and furry dragged across your ankle in the area where your jumpsuit ended, a little bit of skin making contact with whatever was touching you.

"It's a rat!" You screamed, jumping backwards, letting go of Kazutora in the process. This made everyone jump in response. The person in the wheelchair took it as the perfect opportunity and quickly hopped to their feet. They screamed loudly, tilting their head side to side as if analyzing you, only making you scream again.

You all scattered, trying to get away from the creepy person all blood stained in that nasty looking hospital gown. Yumi, Hanma, and Kazutora all ran down the hall and to the right, while you were forced by the way the 'patient' chased you to go to the room to the left. Frantically you swatted in front of you, making sure not to bump into anything while you continued running. You kept going until you felt like you weren't being chased anymore.

Looking side to side and ahead of you seeing absolutely nothing but black petrified you. Wherever you were was completely silent like before, not a single sound except your soft panting.

"Yu-Yumi...?" You called out barely above a whisper. There was nothing in response.

"Yumi?!" You whisper-yelled a bit more forcefully, starting to get more worried as there was still no response.

"K? ....Kazutora?!" You paused, waiting to maybe hear one of them answer. "Oh my fuckin' god..." You murmur, the realization finally sinking in that you were indeed by yourself currently in this labyrinth. Your hands raised to your chest, clinching onto your thin gold chain necklace you had on. Not feeling comfortable standing still you decided to walk forward. Maybe you'll find them somewhere on the way out?

#strawberryfairi🧚🏾‍♀️#kazutora x reader #black fem reader #kazutora x black fem reader #kazutora fluff #back when I knew you #slow burn fanfic #black y/n #hanemiya #kazutora #tokyo rev #kazutora x you #strawberryfairimasterlist

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woodsfae · 1 month

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I genuinely feel like Housemate is doing strange, fucked-up things to Partner and I on purpose, but the extent to which I second-guess myself and go back-and-forth on it also sorta makes me feel like they are? It's just. So much.

From the beginning, sigh.

I met Partner in 2016, met Partner's best friend (hereafter "Tas," fake name, obvs) shortly thereafter. Tas is nonbinary, and I have always felt like they and their friend group put me in the "straight girl" mental box. They have always been standoffish and cold to me. I am also nonbinary, but I'm not superduper open about it? Like if we're friends, we've talked about my relationship to gender. And whenever I'm in a meet-n-greet circle that people are sharing their pronouns, I do say "they/she/he are all ok for me," (including Tas, because we've been in community organizing initiatives several times together) but hardly anyone ever uses anything other than "she" for me. I'm short and extremely busty and frequently wear dresses so I often think people -especially queer ppl, sadly- consider me to be a trendchasing "theyfab," and Tas's coldness to me has always indicated that to me, too.

Tas repeatedly hit on my sister and for literally two years straight the only time they initiated conversation with me was to ask if my sister got their texts. My sister told me she always responded to their texts and usually TAS was the one who didn't text HER back. My sister also never flirted back, because she doesn't like how Tas treats me.

Partner and I were openly polyamorous until the pandemic when we closed for health purposes. We were both dating other people when we met. Partner had a very brief relationship shortly after we started dating that went really badly. That person suddenly indicated they felt unsafe in their living situation and Partner drove more than 24 hours to pick them up and give them a safe landing spot. That person immediately freaked out whenever Partner even texted me. And did a lot of really weird passive-aggressive stuff to me whenever we saw each other. And was really controlling to Partner. Partner had just barely gotten them out of his apartment when Tas FREAKED THE FUCK OUT. And was like "I dated them so you should have known to check with me," and Partner was like...."you did? Oh...I dimly recollect like...years ago? Briefly?" and Tas was like "yeah, it was a few months and went badly and now you've broken my trust and will have to rebuild it. :| :|"

I thought this was bs but whatever, their friendship. They rebuilt it or whatever. but after that I cared a fuckload less about what Tas thought about me. But it was still stressful and upsetting that they were SO cold to me.

In 2020 I moved in with Partner and we locked down together. Until his apartment building was sold and the new owners DOUBLED HIS RENT with thirty days' notice. And then we were SOL because our city's cost of living was literally the highest in the country, adjusted for population, and vacancy was 0.2%. At the same time, Tas' house was sold and they were in basically the same boat. However. Tas and Partner both made enough and had just enough savings and parental help that they realized they could probably afford to buy a house together. And I was invited to live in the house, too, only I pay a little less because I'm not building equity as I'm not an owner. It was all very optimistic. Tas wanted to have a close, warm housemate relationship. We all planned game nights, shared dinners, shared grocery staples etc etc. We had multiple meetings about it and I was very optimistic about it all. Tas was more friendly and open to me during those few months than ever before or since.

We moved in and Tas immediately was standoffish and cold again, but not only to me, but also to Partner, their supposed best friend of over a decade. This hurt Partner tremendously. They would go to another room whenever either of us entered it, then text us random house things from the other room. They went back on all the dinners/game nights/etc we had agreed on. Partner and I extended invitations for MONTHS. It wore on Partner considerably, and me too. But Partner was losing his best friend with NO explanation.

Tas started texting Partner requests for "house meetings," except I wasn't invited. And then Tas would postpone the meetings with only a few hours' notice, or sometimes wouldn't show up, and then would postpone belatedly. And when the meetings did happen it would be like "I feel like the vibe is off in the house and it hurts me."

like wtf.

Partner would be like "Tas had a bad childhood and their parents basically waged psychological warfare on them and it's hard for them," and I'd be like….. "BABE YOU AND ME HAD THAT HAPPEN TOO." And Partner would be like "they had [medical thing] that caused a traumatic brain injury and their memory is really bad because of it…" and I'd be like "me and my five concussions and literal Post-Concussion Syndrome would like a word." He's just trying to find his peace, because it has been seriously hard on him. He's cried on me so many times about Tas since we moved in together. And there's really no justification for being a relentless asshole, imho.

Tas and I had a shared goal of transforming our lawn into a garden/natural plants pollinator space. Tas and I spent hours and hours working on this. Their back is objectively more fucked up than mine so I did more of the super-hard labor, but we both worked really hard on it. We talked about sharing the garden beds and what the division would look like….and then I came home and Tas had planted all the garden beds with the things they wanted and left me no room for anything.

Last year I decided to take a little corner of the yard that was only weeds and plant some sweetgrass. I checked with Tas multiple times they didn't want that corner for anything. I mentioned it multiple times. then I planted my sweetgrass with a little berm I built. And I mean it's LITTLE. If I made a circle with my arms, it would fit in that circle with my fingers touching.

A few weeks ago I went out and Tas had been clearing out the dead leaves/stems from the yard and garden and piled all the compost waste right on top of my sweetgrass patch. my tiny little patch that is only about 2 feet by 2 feet at most.

That hurt my feelings more than I thought possible. I was so so hurt. My only little patch of garden. I cleared it off, pulled some of the weeds I had left in to help enrich the soil, so it would look more tidy and visually distinct, and went and told Tas their compost pile had ended up on my sweetgrass so I had moved the compost over a little. Then I painted a bunch of rocks and ringed my sweetgrass space with the colorful rocks so it would be even more visually distinct and obvious.

I feel so defeated and sad. I don't know why Tas is being like this. I hate living here, and Partner and I both wish we had moved into a van or something instead.

We are nice to Tas. We still offer up game nights and dinners. We watch their special needs dog ALL THE TIME. Tas pays their friends to watch the dog when we can't, but never offers us a cent. Tas refuses to speak to us about almost anything. They insisted on a mask-inside and checking with housemates about guests rule in lockdown, then broke it immediately and never checked with us about any guests. The mutual friends we do have mostly started being even weirder and colder to me after we moved in together, and I genuinely think they're trashtalking me to our mutual acquaintaince group. I go out of my way to be friendly and ask about their plans and things, but they actively hide their plans from both of us. They will just suddenly be gone for 2-3 days, or have dinner parties, or out of town people over.

A few years ago they had a dinner party on Partner's birthday, with many of Partner's friends invited, and didn't tell Partner they were having people over or anything. It wasn't for Partner's bday, it was just a totally unrelated dinner party ON his bday, in his house, with his friends, that he wasn't invited to. It was so cruel I honestly have trouble believing my own memory that it happened.

They went on a long vacation and brought me a "present" for watching their dog. The worst and least-functional butter dish with no lid that I've ever seen and doesn't even sit flat. Oh, and it matches the utensil-rest they got themself??

They are always civil to my face, but I always always feel like they dislike me. It's exhausting. I wish we could move, but housing prices are still incredibly high, loan rates are terrible, and Partner feels trapped into this house ownership. We both wish we had done literally anything else in 2020 than moving in with Tas.

right this minute Partner is being yanked around by Tas with another house meeting. can't wait to find out what bad vibes are our fault, now.

#and there's so much more ugh #i don't know what to do i just want it to stop #woodsfae #rant #housemates

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siremasterlawrence · 2 years

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Freeing Steve

Flashback

Bucky Barnes shows up at the Sam Wilson’s apartment at the stroke of midnight on a rainy day.

Sam Wilson jumps up from a deep sleep as thunder strikes over them, and Bucky lifts up the window sliding in.

“What the hell are you doing in my bedroom?”

Sam yells.

“Calm down Wilson, we have a few major problems.” Bucky stone cold as ever.

“Like what Barnes?” Sam states arms are crossed.

A shadowy figure walks out of the darkness of the room and in to the light of thunder currently hitting the room.

“Steve is that you?” Sam asks confused as to what is happening.

“Yeah! I can’t stay out of trouble.” Steve admits as his hand glides through his hair.

“You look….” Sam fails to say totally stunned.

“Young again? I know”…..

“We have to go…NOW” Bucky howls.

“Relax Buck, wait for us outside” Steve orders.

Sam gets up to hug Steve but instead slams in to him as they fall on top of each other.

They both laugh uncontrollably trying to do a simple motion to untangle failing.

Steve accidentally pushes forward landing on top of Sam as they kiss slowly, steady and frantically.

“Oh God, I can’t…” Steve gets up to run from his almost confession.

Sam had enough leaping forward he tackles Steve to the ground and kisses him intently.

“Sam, I’m sorry I keep asking for your help.”

“I want you with me, I mean us together”

“This is weird”

“I love you too Steve “

“Will you two get it on already geez”

“What?”

“We need to go “

“Right! I almost forgot about John Walker”

“That asshat is back”

“What about him?”

“His team The Thunderbolts”

“They are coming to find us”

Sam rolls his eyes sighing at the absurdity of his life at this point, and what that means to him.

He does a mad dash trying to figure out if his house will be fine and a loud crash of smashing glass erupts around him.

The three of them are surrounded in a circle with guys who are amassed with multiple types of weaponry.

“Hold your fire Walker”

“Why should I?”

“Taking down the man himself”

“It’s a dream come true”

“Say Goodnight Cap America”

“They said I was a mere imitation of you”

“I am better “

“They will see”

“They will all see”

John raises some sort high technological super sonic weapon Stark patent and aims it at Sam”

“Noooo” Bucky races to block him as the

pure sound left a gaping hole through him and took out Steve in yet same breath.

End of Flashback

Sam woke up in a sweat from that horrific show of a nightmare the third time that week since it happened.

He wipes the sweat from his forehead when he heard the sound of someone breaking in.

Shadows bounces all over the house as Sam leaps off the stairs on to the scene as he ran out.

He flips the light on to reveal a letter under a brown paper bag and freaks out.

He takes a few deep breaths in absorbing all the hell that occurred over a few seconds.

The stench of a familiar scent purveys the room, a sense of familiarity hits him.

The outline of those sexy think lips felt so

real and hardcore on a deep level.

Locking the door Sam can’t stop his eyes from watching the letter he scoops up the bag.

Opening it he peaks inside to see a picture of Bucky, a broken necklace of Peggy Carter and nothing else.

The card only reads I love you Sam in bold letters sending Sam in to a tail spin of madness.

Sam quickly dawns his Falcon costume in a matter he soars to the night sky.

On a building far off from his home a odd tall figure awaits him with a bag of jewels.

All stolen goods from the museum Sam can never deny the truth when it’s clear as day.

“Steve”

“Hey babe!”

“How are you still alive?”

“My suit is more protective but Bucky was hit head on.”

“He is gone”

“No”

“He was your best friend”

“I love you Sam”

“Wait! Stealing? Breaking and entering my home.”

“That’s not like you”

“What are you doing Steve?”

“I’m not Captain America anymore”

“I am my own man now”

“So are you”

“Fuck them”

“Be my partner in crime and Justice”

“Be my antihero and I’ll be yours”

“Yes”

The end

#Anti Hero

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foreveralwaysanauthor · 1 year

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I know I’ve been offline for a while, but this whole month has been a rollercoaster and I feel like it's finally slowing down, so I figured I would give you a small life update before finally getting around to editing part 10! I haven’t gotten to read your new post, Eleanor, but that’s because I’ve been saving it as a reward for finishing up everything in part 11 and editing part 10 haha! I can’t wait to finally read it either later tonight or tomorrow!

Onto the more serious stuff, I suppose! Well, as I said in my last post, we started this month out getting rained on by our upstairs neighbors twice in the same week and someone damaging our front door locks (presumably to break in and steal while we were out). Great way to start February, I know! Thankfully, my brother Mike - technically, he's my sister, Honey's husband, but I call him my brother since we’ve known each other for so long - came over to fix the door and help us with our ruined ceiling tiles. Then, my great-aunt (91yo) got sick with the stomach bug and, while she is still recovering, she’s feeling well enough to not need someone with her 24/7. On top of staying with her for a while, I started three jobs in the first week of February (housekeeping and dog walking for a lady in town and PCA work for a bedbound woman in the area) only to have the first lady take my housekeeping hours away because she claims her mother could do it instead. Honestly, I was glad she took those hours back because I could barely tolerate the way that she was over my shoulder the entire time I was there. She knows that I've been a housekeeper since I was 16 and that I knew what I was doing, but I’ve come to discover that she’s a bit of a control freak in all aspects of her life, so I am more than willing to let someone else handle her housekeeping 😂

Next up, my sister, Honey, and her family got a new puppy named Vanya and she is the sweetest, most loving little crackhead in our family. She loves to snuggle and gives people dirty looks if they tell her she needs to go back inside, but she has a weakness for peanut butter and listens to whatever my niece tells her to do. Vanya isn’t even a year old and they've only had her for a short time, but I will hurt anyone who dares look at her wrong because she is the fluffiest little angel and I adore her

A small, more emotional dip in things came when my Uncle Doug came over with a truckload of all of my grandparents' and Uncle John's belongings. Uncle Doug moved into their old trailer before they passed and, since the three of them have passed away, he owns the house and wanted to see if we could go through all of their belongings since he is trying to fix the place up and has no space for everything. I don't know where he thinks we have the space for everything in our apartment, but we took it all nonetheless and used our old, practically unused computer room as storage as we went through 67+ years worth of my grandparents’ things. There were a lot of emotions for me and my mom to go through and even more things that my mom didn't know her parents and brother still held onto - my great-grandmother's high school diploma and things from her business among those items - but we really loved going through the disorganized chaos that was dropped on us on a random Thursday!

Now, onto today! After all of the chaos and stress that February brought us, I feel as though things are finally coming to a point where I'm ready to keep going with the way things had been. Today, Honey and Mike came over with my old laptop, told me to set it aside for a while, and brought me out to his truck where they showed me the project they had secretly been working on for months now: an actual PC just for me! It glows and so does the keyboard and mouse they got for me, and I just can't get over how cool it is! They told me it was much deserved because of all that I do for the people in our family, but I still don't see how even though the two of them and my mom took the time to explain it. I don't do any of the things I do for recognition or gifts, so it's very hard for me to accept such an insanely expensive gift for something I do out of love for my family and those around us. I know it certainly wasn’t cheap, I’ve wanted one for ages now and done hours and hours of research trying to find a good, cheap one. I suppose I'm still reeling from it all. It will definitely take me a while to adjust to everything, especially having a mechanical keyboard in place of my old laptop's keys, but I now have an actual desk and setup that I can write at and I couldn't be more excited to start this new chapter in my writing journey. It feels like a step in a better direction, if that makes any sense at all haha!

Anyway, I hope you aren't upset with me for taking this super long break; I really hadn't intended for it to be this long of a break, but I can't say that I didn't need it with everything else going on in my life. I should have the next part up soon after I get all of the editing done and get a moodboard made up for it. I just wanted to fill you in on all that's happened during my little break from everything on the internet. I can't wait to read your new story once I get everything finished! It should be a great reward after all the work I'll be putting into everything! I hope everything has been going well for you and that you have an amazing day! 💕😊

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April 19, 2022

((Last Half - Dark Charlie’s End RP))

Charlie

Sitting at the map table on my laptop researching the soul sword some more +This is so, I'm just DONE+

Eileen

+She caused enough trouble+

Dean

We need to get her merged that’s all there is to it

Derek

paces around the room +why have we even let it get this far?+ I take another swig of my energy drink, one hand resting on my belt

Eileen

stabs my knife into the table +I am sick of her look at what all she's done! She kidnapped Gabe caused us to think Sam betrayed us and now she has Luci I'm sick of her!+

Crowley

coming over to you I stop your pacing +hey, we nothing. This isn't on us. We have tried+

Abbadonn

+Ya, sure, tried, and failed. And now they have Luci+

Dean

+hey easy on the table! But agreed we need to stop her+

Derek

indicates to her with my hand

Crowley

+yes and soon, we end it. And we get him back whole and in one piece+

Derek

shrugs +I'm willing to shoot her.+

Eileen

+sorry I'm freaking pissed+

Abbadon

+There are more fun ways than that+

Derek

+there a way we can WARD against Dark Charlie?+ places two hands on the table and leans in

Alex

It has to be way without hurting Charlie

Eileen

+Char what about the sword what exactly did Gabe say to do?+

Dean

+we have to end her once and for all+

Charlie

+Dean! What about me?! Are you serious right now?+

Abbadon

+I dont give a flying fuck. I'm just tired of her kidnapping and torturing members of the family. That is MY job not HERS+

Dean

+you can be brought back+

Charlie

+Are you serious! Lets see what happens if I stab you with a sword+

Eileen

+Guys!+

Crowley

+Dean! We are NOT killing Techie!+

Eileen

+see what she's doing to us! She trying to tear the family apart+

Dean

+I’m just saying if that’s the last option....+

Derek

+hey. We are responsible for our own actions!+ stabs table with finger as I sign

Eileen

+I know but I've got a feeling she likes the inner fighting among us+

Charlie

pulling the sword from beneath the table still in its sheath +Gabe was well, he was supposed to explain how to use it. Never had a chance+

Eileen

+before he locked away in that cage thing+

Crowley

+really, and where the hell are the pretentious lot of angels at when we need them this time? Let me guess, Vacation?+

Derek

with my blood boiling, I hit the table hard +then I think. It’s about fucking time they get their high, almighty feathery asses into fucking gear. I'm tired of waiting on them.+

Eileen

+Derek stop it! Gabe and Donna do what they can. Are you forgetting Gabe got locked away in hell helping us!+

Dean

+you must have a death wish considering all he does for us+

Crowley

smirking +That's my love +

Derek

+we can't fucking wait around on them Eileen!! The clock is ticking! Sometimes we need to just go in!+ signs furiously across the table +I'm just saying. There comes a time when you can't wait around for someone.+

Charlie

+I dont know what to do with this damn thing+ looks at the sword

Dean

+but he’s Gabe you can’t just take him for granted or rush him+

Derek

glares hard at you +did I fucking say+ walks over to the other side of the table towards you +I was taking him for granted? No. All I'm saying is that he's not the only resource we have available. We cant just call him every single time something happens. then we hit the lore+

Dean

+good luck finding out the info only Gabe knows+

Lucifer

I walk along the halls of Alcatraz next to Dark Charlie listening to her explain her plans

Derek

+well. We fuck around. Then we find out+ smirks

Dark Charlie

walking through the dusty hallways I’m explaining to lucifer so hell was a starting point. Let’s be honest neither of us want it… demons are whiny… though with a firm hand a couple were good allies

Lucifer

I crack my knuckles while she speaks oh trust me...people keep assuming I want it still and like you said we don't.. I can't deal with anymore of those black eyed suck ups... so what's the plan.

Dark Charlie

Well…. Who has more power than god winks

Lucifer

Arches my brow and looks around clueless for a minute ohhhh you mean me...you do mean me right?

Dark Charlie

rolls eyes your son maybe… but we don’t have him so…..

Lucifer

Oh you mean Jack....yeah he's long gone... I look down for a minute having a few regrets with that past so what are you saying?.

Dark Charlie

I’m saying those are our targets…. We get them on our side….we win

Lucifer

And how exactly do you plan on getting not only in touch with them but also on our side?

Dark Charlie

Did you forget that I look like a certain favorite??

Lucifer

I did not forget, I mean your hair is a little different...and well this Gestures at your clothes

Dark Charlie

That might be where you come in….

Lucifer

my head tilts for a moment as I stop walking what do you mean?...

Dark Charlie

You can alter appearance….no?

Lucifer

I can do that yes...but why can't you do that yourself?

Dark Charlie

Hello? Still technically human….

Lucifer

Yes which means you can change your hair and outfit? If you really wanna go for the part?

Dark Charlie

I can’t magically grow it pointing to my hair and points to the scar above my eye I can’t make that go away

Lucifer

Okay okay Puts my hands up I understand so you want me to altar myself into your other self and trick the others?

Dark Charlie

And help with the switch so no one sees

Lucifer

The switch?? What would I be switching?

Dark Charlie

Me and that goodie two shoes …..

Lucifer

And I keep two shoes with me?

Dark Charlie

Yes but don’t hurt her or I’m screwed

Lucifer

Alright. That I can do. When would you like to begin.

Dark Charlie

I think it needs to be soon… they’re all vacationing right now….

Lucifer

Looks at the bracelets on my wrists well if you need my help I'm going to need a bit more of my power so I can help you altar your looks.

Dark Charlie

I think you’ve proven yourself a bit…. Let me see reaches for Lucifer’s wrists

Dean

I reach out to Gabe via angel radio Gabe I know you guys are on vacation however we need help and you're the only one who seems to know how this sword works

Gabe

*snapping my fingers a note gets sent to Charlie*

CHAR- THAT SWORD , IT CAN ONLY BE USED ONCE , IT HAS TO BE ON DARK CHARLIE! IF YOU EVEN ACCIDENTLY CUT ANYONE ELSE YOU WOULD ABSORB THEIR SOUL AND KILL THEM. AFTER USE MAKE SURE YOU ONLY GIVE IT TO ME. IN THE WRONG HANDS IT WILL KILL ANYONE ELSE IT TOUCHES WITHOUT STEALING THEIR SOUK, IT WILL SEND THEM INTO ETERNAL TOREMENT. ENJOY

Lucifer

I hold my wrists out you can trust me..

Dark Charlie

removing the bracelets let’s do this then then

Gabe

YOUVE REACHED GODS VOICE MAIL , IF YOU NEED IMMEDIATE ASSISTANCE PLEASE DIAL 666 IF THIS IS DEAN WINCHESTER . DUDE IM NOT YOUR PETSONSL MAN SERVANT FIGURE IT OUT

Charlie

a note appears in front of me and I read it aloud. guess that’s our answer

Dean

Gabe damnit! I get vaca with kids but we need him! look at Charlie frustrated (for the record I’m not the only one trying to reach your feathery ass)

Crowley

+We don't need the feathered ones anymore. Me and Abbadon are enough+

Dean

+yeah and how reliable have you been?+

Abbadon

I look at you smirking well damn straight. But there's one thing you are all missing in you little brains

Derek

+so...+ shrugs +what are we forgetting?+

Abbadon

I slap the back if your neck Will you stop being an ass to the only people who are here to help?

Dean SPN

+ow! Only people who dont know how to be here most days+

Crowley

+More so than you at times, who got knocked out last night?+

Dean

+and you were where?+ yeah thought so+

Abbadon

I look at you after slapping dean do either of you know where to find them? Dark Charlie and lucifer I mean? No. You have no fucking idea I chuckle

Eileen SPN

is pacing +we need to find them. It's bad enough Luci probably feels like we don't give a dam+ thinks for a second +what about a locator spell? That would be able to pin point exactly where both Dark Charlie and Luci are. We'd just need something that belongs to both of them right?+

Abbadon

I swear they should make you a Donkey too. I roll my eyes you want to face them alone?

Crowley

+helping the kid, you know the one that isn't the experienced hunter+ smirks

Abbadon

I nod we both were.

Derek

starts pacing again +the only one who I know was able to do a spell like that was Rowena. That's some serious witch magic.+ looks around the room +and I dont know anything about witch magic+ crosses arms +so..we have a plan for who might do It?+

Alex

Rowena is not here and Abby can do it

Abbadon

Hey! I glare at you You are lucky I love you. Why would I do the spell?

Dean

+to help get Dark Charlie off the thrown duh+

Abbadon

I look around the room at everybody. The thoughts racing through my head I answer half with the conversation half in my head yea ok I need her off the throne. I need my home back. And I need to kill and to fight. If I do that then I'll have hell back. But why can't Crowley do it?

Crowley

+No thanks, the last time I did a spell, well, the last 3 times I should say had bad consequences, Instead, How about I find a way to Mask Techie so it doesn't lead back to her instead, while you do the damn spell+

Charlie

reaching into my pocket I pull out a shiny gold key I’ve got a key to Donna and Gabe’s home…. It’s warded against everything …..

Abbadon

he has a point he is a colossal failure when it comes to magic ok ok. I'll do it dammit. Dean and Alex go gather the ingredients.

Dean

+sure which are?+

Alex

Ah yes ma’am

Derek

+well if no one has an issue, I think I'll go with them+

Abbadon

Let's start with a map

Dean

points to the map table next?

Charlie

+sure thing der!+

Crowley

+Fine lets get going than+ my arm still around you I look over at techie +Come here and we can go+

Derek

smiles +thanks

Charlie

walking over I grab Crowley’s shoulder

Derek

salsas over to you and kisses your cheek +ready.+

Crowley

vanishing us to the house

Abbadon

I need a map I cam burn dumbass

Dean

+look in that drawer dumbass+

Abbadon

You are supposed to bring it not me.. I need to look up the other ingredients you useless human

Dean

+you’re standing right there nitwit+

Abbadon

I growl in frustration and take the spell book out he is an idiot

Eileen

+he can be+

Dark Charlie

looking Lucifer I put the bracelets in the pocket of my new jeans nice work…. We might make a pretty good team after all….

Dean

+I heard that! And apparently you’re lazy if you can’t reach into a drawer right in front of you+ remembering that Eileen mentioned needing something from both of them I go to Luci’s room in search of something to use

Abbadon

Alex bear can you get me a I look for the first thing. holy oil and a chalk

Eileen

+guys! Spell location remember let's not lose focus+ Dark Charlie needs to be done with. She's tearing the family part

Lucifer

I smile then look away I look forward to working with you too... can I leave now?

Alex

Yes ma’am I went to go grab holy oil and chalk and I came back and I set on map table

Abbadon

I use my mental powers to grab the map and hold it on the table and to reach to you and slap you again mind your tone with me boy. I can leave you alone and go.

Alex

I hold her laugh and laugh in her head

Abbadon

I smile at you you I won't leave. Nor you Eileen don't worry

Eileen

smiles +I know you won't Abby. I'm just frustrated with this whole crap+

Dark Charlie

looking Lucifer, seeing his eyes lit up I smile to myself. I had succeeded. The archangel was under my complete control. Now I could become the next celestial ruler

Abbadon

Alright what else do I need I keep reading my finger moving on the book ok I need the blood of a lamb and some cats eye shells ewww

Lucifer

A flash of light slides over my eyes as without knowing I lose all control of myself. Becoming sort of a mind soldier, I stay by Dark Charlie's side. Waiting for my new orders

Abbadon

+it's ok... you are more then allowed to feel that way+

Eileen

+Dark Charlie is.. never mind let's just get the spell ready+

Abbadon

I shrug

Alex

I make face I will grab that I went grab blood of a lamb and some cat eye and I walk back over and I hand to Abby and I put my hand on my back I hiss

Abbadon

Dean where the fuck r u? I take it and put it on the table you ok?

Alex

Yeah my back pain it ok I will be ok

Eileen

sits a bowl on the table trying to be of help

Abbadon

Ok one last thing I need continue reading the water from the dead sea. Do you have that?

Alex

What Dead Sea?

Eileen

+uhh should have it in the archives room. Want me to go check?+

Abbadon

I put my hand on your forehead and heal your pain better?

Alex

Much better thanks you

Abbadon

Yes thanks

Eileen

+sure+ heads to the archives to get the water from the dead sea

Charlie

Let’s go holding out my arm we have work to do

Abbadon

Yes it a salty sea

Lucifer

I nod my head and wrap my arm around yours, stood upright

Eileen

walks back into the main with the water from the dead sea holding the bottle +got it I swear Sam keeps things organized around here+

Crowley

sitting at the table in Gabe's house with Charlie and Derek waiting with my non-patience

Charlie

drumming my fingers and frustrated I let out a loud sigh why isn’t he coming? Where is Gabe?

Dean

come back to Abby carrying 2 shirts, one of Lucifer's and one of Charlie’s here

Derek

not knowing what to do, I drum my fingers on the fancy ass table +So......Charlie for a date for the wedding?+

Abbadon

Thanks. I take it and give it to Eileen +you need to set it on fire. Only ashes at the end+

Charlie

Looking at Derek I soften a little +no…. Planning on going stag. Hope you invited some hotties +

Eileen

+right+

Dean

Anything else we still need? Or what do we need to do now

Eileen

its the shirts in the bowl pouring grabbing the lighter fluid out of my bag. Pouring all over. Taking out my lighter I light the shirts on fire

Derek

smirks +may have invited one of two girls for drinks+ winks + Crowley you got the drink menu ready?+

Crowley

staring into space as my mind wanders oblivious to my surroundings

Abbadon

Ok. I take the bowl and put it on the map we need to do it very gingerly. So when I say things need to be put at the same time I mean it. I need the ashes and the blood mixed up together and then and only then to add them to the bowl. Alex can you grind the egg shells for me? Just two please inside the bowl.

Derek

snaps to get your attention +drinks? Menu. You have?+

Crowley

when you snap I snap out of it +sorry love, yes we have it+

Alex

Yeah I can I grab eggshells and put them in bowl

Charlie

+ sounds good, I’ll make sure to bring something cute to wear for the reception +

Eileen

watches the shirts burn its taking a minute +this is taking a few+

Derek

turns your head towards me +we'll fix this. Together okay?+ kisses you softly

Abbadon

+it's ok+ I continue to read the order

Crowley

Kisses you back softly +I know, sorry my love+

Abbadon

Thanks.

Crowley

+You should, we will have a dance floor, and I want at least once dance with techie+

Charlie

+you got it +

Dean

So help me Abby if you double cross us again it will be the very last thing you ever do!

Alex

You’re welcome Abby

Dean

pulling my gun come on Abby why the hell do we not have this done yet? You think I am joking?

Eileen

the shirts finish burning and I give Abby the ashes

Abbadon

I chuckle as I am nit Gabe just back off you pompous ass human. You think you’re so high tend mighty you loudmouth who serves for nothing but your little comebacks

Alex

+Is it working?+ I giggle

Eileen

Walks over to Dean grabbing his arm +Hey stop it right now. We need Abby’s help with this.+

Dean

+not my fault she’s dragging this spell out we should we leaving by now

Alex

+I agree+

Eileen

+if you would stop arguing with her we would. Just please stop it okay.+

Abbadon

Thank you bear. Can you put it on the sigil I drew? So I can do the spell?

Dean

+I haven’t said anything until I told her not to double cross us been waiting patiently for us to not get anywhere+

Alex

Yep I walk over I put on sigil hit it Abby the spell

Eileen

sighs shaking my head giving up

Abbadon

I take it. I mix it with the lamb blood and put it in the bowl

Alex

I watch

Dean

+come on Abby can we hurry this up please+

Abbadon

I break your gun Dean back off I growl at you

Dean

Grabbing my gear ready to go as soon as we have a location

Eileen

grabs my stuff

Abbadon

I ignore that

Alex

Where they at hell?

Dean

Where are they so we can get going

Abbadon

I spill the holy oil to the mix and use my hands to smash it all together. I take it out of the bowl and put it on the

mapHaec tabula inveniet inimicum meum, ut adiuvet me deus

I spill the water from the dead sea on the mix while saying that the water and the ingredients mix up to a red weird looking jelly and it starts to move on the map. When the whole map is covered you see a spot the the liquid have not touched. there I point at it. We are going to Alcatraz

Alex

Alright let do this

Dean

Finally I’m heading to the car

Abbadon

we found them Crowley

Alex

I went go gear up and heading to the car

Eileen

follows Dean to the car grabbing my bag off the table

Dean

walk up the stairs and out to the car, duffle in trunk starting it waiting on the others

Crowley

about damn time +they have a location lets go+ standing I put a hand on Charlie and Derek and vanish back to the bunker

Eileen

Gets out the car throwing my bag in the trunk and gets in baby

Alex

I follow dean

Derek

wavers a bit as the room spins a bit. Shaking myself from it and blinking a few times, I see Charlie +hey you okay? You ready for this+

Abbadon

I see you appear Alcatraz. There I point at the map again

Charlie

grabbing the sword from my back I reveal some of the blade +as I’ll ever be+

Derek

nods +I think I'll stay behind. See if you guys need any lore or whatnot+

Abbadon

+thanks+

Crowley

rolling my eyes I follow them over to the Impala +and pray tell, do you plan to drive your precious car into the water? Alcatraz is on an island

Dean

Oh hell turns baby off and gets out

Alex

I walk over to Crowley +Right good thinking Crowley+

Abbadon

I laugh burn!

Eileen

Gets out of the car +why are they at the most haunted prison in the US?+

Dean

+its dark char, Luci you tell me+ smirks

Crowley

+why must I think of everything+ walking back inside and over to my love +As capable as you are I must say I am glad you are staying behind+ kissing you softly +I will see you soon, I promise to come home safe and unharmed+

Eileen

smiles +because they're evil+

Dark Charlie

sitting in old sparky like a throne I stop and sniff she’s coming… this will be easier than I thought snapping my fingers I set Lucifer to work setting some traps

Abbadon

So do we take them?

Dean

+clearly+

Lucifer

For a while I stand by Charlie's side while she's sat in the throne. Then when she snaps I nod my head and vanish, painting devil traps All over the main entrances and even in secret locations

Crowley

+we will yes, in a few minutes+

Eileen

+don't start again+

Dark Charlie

snapping again don’t forget the humans those traps will do nothing for them… I send some ideas telepathically

Dean

+what are we waiting for?+

Crowley

+For once Squirrel can you NOT argue with the ones that are actively trying to help you? Now, make sure that we have everything we need before we go+

Eileen

doubles checks my gear getting a bad feeling

Abbadon

Ok.. then you take dean otherwise I will drop him on the way

Alex

I nod agree what Crowley said

Crowley

chuckling

Dean

grab bags out of trunk yep all good

Lucifer

I stop working for a moment Yes your highness I speak in a robotic sort of emotion and start setting trip wires attached to shotguns and grenades

Alex

I smiles giggles hold on to Abby

Crowley

+yes, now relax and keep your phone nearby+

Dean

+so what's the plan when we get there?+

Crowley

+as odd of it is for me to say it, we stick together, we do not separate at any time, we watch each others backs and look out for the others+

Dark Charlie

I summon some demons to god through the hallways in addition to the traps and call my servant Lucifer

Lucifer

I finish my tasks then appear next to my queen, standing next to her, blinking slowly

Eileen

+I'll go with Abby and Alex, it'll be easier that way+

Dean

+for once I can agree with you+ thinking if I am actually hearing myself say what I’m saying I pinch myself to make sure

Abbadon

Thank you

Dean

+what makes it easier?+

Alex

+Right and yes I will be careful+

Abbadon

I hold on to you

Eileen

+if Abby takes 2 of us and Crowley takes two+ Puts my hand on Abby's shoulder

Dean

+fair+ I put my hand on Crowley’s shoulder

Abbadon

I smile and bring my hand out to you it's a girl thing Dean you will never understand

Crowley

Come over here Techie, lets get going

Eileen

takes Abby’s hand +true+

Dean

+you never know I might understand more than you think+

Charlie

walking over I take Crowley’s hand

Abbadon

I roll my eyes

Crowley

looking at you I squeeze your hand You will be safe, that I swear on my own life vanishing with Charlie and Dean I appear at Alcatraz

Alex

I giggle

Eileen

gives Dean a look

Abbadon

I take Alex and Eileen and we vanish appearing in Alcatraz

Dean

as we appear kinda funny dont you think dark char, Luci at a prison they can’t escape laughs

Eileen

looks around shivering not from the cold but something else +I don't like this guy's something doesn't feel right about this place+

Alex

I look around creepy

Dean

+its a prison, a lot of people died here, too many weren’t able to leave and there is a whole lot of evil in there right now I’m sure+

Charlie

shivering I can feel her…. She’s close…. Careful guys

Abbadon

I feel a chill all over my body. The weight of a hell lot of demons I look at Crowley

Alex

I nod

Crowley

looking at you I sense it to +There is more demons here than what we faced that night in Hell, we need to be more careful+

Dean

+see they know it already too we aren’t getting to them easily guys be prepared for EVERYTHING

Crowley

+I swear you will be fine+

Eileen

+yeah well the shivers I'm getting are differently from evil+

Dean

Char you good?

Eileen

+did you bring extra ammo?+

Alex

I pull out her gun

Abbadon

I nod grimly

Dean

+always... What do you think I am? Am I ever not prepared?+ pulling my gun out

Eileen

+just wanted to double check+ takes out my gun

Abbadon

looking at you worried

Dean

+wanna triple check too? I will gladly let you+

Charlie

the sword starts to hum and get warm against my back, I take it out and it starts to pull me forward looks like it’s got a mind of it’s own… where is it taking me?

Crowley

pulling out one blade as well as my gun I prepare to face anything that might come

Eileen

+shut up I trust you+

Dean

hearing it hum holy hell... Well.... Follow it see where it takes you probably to her

Charlie

nodding my head let’s go

Crowley

following right behind Charlie

Eileen

follows Charlie

Alex

I walk behind Crowley

Abbadon

I look at it will I need them? I tilt my head and getting one angle blade so u can there them with my hands too

Abbadon

I wait for everybody to pass and I take the rear

Charlie

standing in Capone’s old cell with Luci by my side and I can feel a strange power something is coming Lucifer

Dean

follow closely behind char with my gun pointing it in all directions as we walk staying alert to all our surroundings

Lucifer

Stands straight and alert next to Dark Charlie as I nod whatever it is, we will be prepared your highness.

Eileen

doesn't like the feeling I'm getting

Abbadon

I don't see any demand but I feel them that gives me the creeps and I'm a bit excited as well

Dark Charlie

hearing them come closer I stand in sight, but just behind Lucifer

Dean

as I’m walking I see some demons and step to the side of char so she’s out of the way and begin shooting at them

Crowley

seeing the same as Dean +Squirrel careful! Look who is with them!+

Lucifer

My eyes flash as I suddenly place my hand out, stopping the bullets midair and flick my fingers throwing the bullets to the side, making them hit the wall

Abbadon

I come closer forgetting everything else. Wanting to see my eyes widen as I see you helping her. Traitor

Crowley

Bollocks! We need to protect the others!

Dark Charlie

Laughing Winchester should learn when he’s met his match

Dean

Son of a bitch! He’s working with them???? Is he that dumb to think we weren’t going to come get his ass???

Eileen

+I knew this would happen+

Dean

+oh but he’s your bestie remember?+

Eileen

+well apparently not at the moment+

Crowley

Demons begin to flood into the room from doors in front of us

Dean

Bitch please one way or another you're going down

Crowley

+Everyone Run!+

Charlie

my eyes going wide I turn and want to run

Abbadon

got it I run to Eileen and Alex to cover for them

Crowley

Alex

Oh SHIT! bear turns to run

Lucifer

My eyes flash as I suddenly activate the demons traps, trapping Crowley and Abaddon in place

Eileen

turns to run +Gabe’s this is bad+

Dean

Oh shit! turning to run

Charlie

Let them go! They’re your friends!

Crowley

as I try to move I realize I can’t and I look over at Charlie

Abbadon

suddenly my legs stop. And I can't move. I glare at Lucifer

Lucifer

I show no emotion and no reaction to Charlie as I ignore her

Dean

Luci! We were coming to help you, you big dumb bag of dicks! Let them freakin go!

Eileen

+Luci this isn't you!+

Dark Charlie

laughs Gabe will never know, my pet here Luci turned off angel radio and scrambled his ability to be contacted by you lot. You have five seconds before I unleashed the army of demons after you!

Crowley

GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE NOW!! GO

Abbadon

Crowley we need to do something!

Charlie

Everybody…RUN!!!!

Lucifer

I ignore them all, my eyes still glowing keeping the two demons trapped

Abbadon

I growl trying to move

Alex

looks at her friends and with tears in her eyes turns and runs We will be back!

Dean

Son of a bitch! We will figure this out! runs trying to find cover

Charlie

turning I begin to run leading the group with me and allowing them to pass

Crowley

the demons all start chasing after the team

Eileen

runs from the room feeling like shit for leaving Abby and Crowley behind

Crowley

glaring over at Luci We can't, I can't break it, I'm trying, this is stronger than usual

Charlie

as the others run pass I duck into a dark corner and wait for them all to pass

Abbadon

I nod to angry to answer

Dean

I find a walk to hide behind bit then peek around as the demons get closer I run farther away trying to find better cover

Dark Charlie

laughing at how I scattered them so easily I follow after my minions

Charlie

seeing my alter pass I run back in to Crowley and Abby

Eileen

runs into the hallway taking cover in a doorway

Dean

sticking to the shadows I motion for you to stay quiet

Eileen

nods back

Lucifer

I stand still like frozen in place. Looking straight forward my eyes still glowing keeping the traps up. No emotion

Crowley

Techie! you have to let us out! There are too many demons the team needs our help

Abbadon

I glare at him too flashing my teeth out like a vamp at him

Charlie

I wish I could looking around but with Luci under her power… I can’t

Dean

signing to you +I wonder if there’s any way to break Luci’s concentration?+

Alex

I look at you. Wiping my tears I stop

Eileen

signs back +maybe but I don't know. If anything his under a spell or something.+

Abbadon

Try I keep trying to move

Alex

after thinking about it I keep running away from the demons I run right after Dean

Dean

I wave getting Alex attention I sign to them +Charlie said. Spread out+ I look and see a woodchipper and sign for you both to follow my lead, pointing to the chipper and I smile

Eileen

sees an old gas pump I get an idea

Alex

Where r we supposed to go to? I look around and see the main building

Alex

an idea pops into my head. Bear can hide in the big house

Eileen

has an idea and heads toward the old gas pump

Dean

I run in my own direction after know they know what they are doing

Alex

I start running to the main building

Dark Charlie

seeing the movements of the team but hearing no discussion I’m perplexed, but curious

Lucifer

Still staring out into space, eyes still lit and body still stationed

Crowley

struggling against the damn trap again I imagine what Derek will say Damn it I promised him Charlie Techie you have to do something

Abbadon

I try and move too.. frustration creeping in every fiber of me. I hate it!

Charlie\What can I do against the devil? walking over I snap my fingers in front of Lucifer’s eyes

Crowley

Can you just kill him! Seriously! Gabe will bring him back later and we need to get free!

Lucifer

no response

Abbadon

my frustration getting the better of me I snap. you can't you moron! It can be used on one soul only!

Charlie

hearing Abby’s words I freeze Crowley the note… was it one time use… for souls only?

Crowley

thinking back I nod Yes

Abbadon

I nod too

Charlie

my eyes light up and I take out the sword walking up to Lucifer, the sword easily slices through the cuffs and collar

Dean

I run over to the woodchipper and as demons start attacking I start shooting them as I dodge one I kick it into the woodchipper and grab another throwing it in behind the other one as another comes I shoot it and throw another into the woodchipper

Eileen

starts up the old the gas pump getting it started and pumping the gas threw it. Grabbing the sprayer I start to spray the demons that are coming towards me. I grab my lighter and throw it on the demons lighting then up

Demon

coming up behind you I grab you and throw you into a wall

Demon 2

screaming as I dodge the gas and flames my face full of hate as I stalk towards you slowly

Alex

I gasp oh crap! I look main office and I ran in fast I open run upstairs and I open and I try open and I look around and I grab a chair and break the window and open and I get in office and I press the loud speakers and I took a deep breath and speak

Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica. Ergo, omnis legio diabolica, adiuramus te... cessa decipere humanas creaturas, eisque æternæ perditionìs venenum propinare... Vade, satana, inventor et magister omnis fallaciæ, hostis humanæ salutis... Humiliare sub potenti manu Dei; contremisce et effuge, invocato a nobis sancto et terribili nomine... quem inferi tremunt... Ab insidiis diaboli, libera nos, …

Dean

slams into the wall and my adrenaline kicks I turn kicking and punching you and then pull my demon blade swinging at you trying to stab you

Eileen

the gas from the pump starts running low +fuck! This shit+ when the pumps starts going low

Demons

all start smoking out around the entire building

Alex

I chuckle she’s the demon smoke out build and I went downstairs and I went outside

Dean

watching the demons smoke out I run towards the building

Dark Charlie

laughing at their ingenuity I head back to my pet… he was my strongest weapon

Eileen

runs towards the building the demons going black smoke

Alex

We did it I chuckle

Eileen

+great idea Alex+

Lucifer

I blink and snap out of it as I look around a bit then look at Charlie why are you helping instead of getting Gabe? Charlie

Alex

Smiles +Thanks you+

Eileen

+welcome+

Dean

Good job bear

Charlie

smiling wide I’d rather have you by my side…

Alex

Thanks squirrel

Crowley

Techie! Lucifer! I can hear her approaching!

Abbadon

my smile turns to a growl and I glare at Lucifer set us free already!

Lucifer

Looks at you then back at Charlie there's not enough time. Close the cuffs and the collar most of the way, I'll do the rest.

Charlie

nodding I quickly close the collar and cuffs the best I can hiding the breaks in the metal and then I hide in the corner of the room

Lucifer

I watch you hide then light my eyes up red and holds my trance staring into space

Abbadon

getting more frustrated. But I understand so I keep trying to move growling

Dark Charlie

strutting in I see that Crowley and Abbadon are still trapped and I smirk hearing the hunters coming behind me I turn to my pet Luci! When the humans get in here TRAP THEM.

Abbadon

I glare at you

Dean

runs into the room

Charlie

standing up I get the sword ready this is it

Eileen

runs in behind Dean

Crowley

struggling against the trap again Bollocks!!

Lucifer

Yes your highness I speak in a robotic tone again this time hating myself for it then when the humans run in and snap my fingers and trap them all in a ring of fire

Dark Charlie

spotting you with the sword out I smirk Oh you are out matched and out gunned here. I will destroy you when I take that blade of yours, and shove it up your pretty little ass.

Charlie

You think so? raising an eyebrow you’re half of me… I’d say we’re even….

Dean

Son of a bitch! NO! Watching the fire ring close around us

Eileen

+Fuck!+ Gets trapped in the fire not able to move

Dark Charlie

This ends, here and now, once and for all, you will be destroyed and I will finally have what I want

Alex

Oh shit! I gasp

Charlie

Let’s do this then… one on one

Dark Charlie

drawing my own sword out I face off against you Bring it Bitch lunging forward I bring my sword up swinging down at your neck

Charlie

dodging the lunge, I move to the right and swing

Dark Charlie

parrying the blow I twist my body with the force of it, sweeping down I arc one leg out to knock you off your feet

Charlie

quickly jumping back up, I move to the left and grab a book off the table and throw it at your head, then I swing with the blade toward your middle sending you closer to lucifer

Lucifer

Doesn't flinch and remains focused on faking the trance holding the fire and the two demons

Dark Charlie

ducking the book I dodge back from your swing Is that the BEST YOU HAVE!!

Charlie

lunging forward I push you back until you’re sitting on the toilet I’m just getting started I grin

Dark Charlie

Pressing forward I throw you back so I can stand Will you stop playing! raising my sword I thrust it towards your stomach

Abbadon

looking at both of you fight I keep trying to move

Charlie

jumping back I run forward again and jump, kicking you in the face and I stand over you

Abbadon

go girl

Dean

watching CHAR watch out!

Dark Charlie

flipping backwards so I land on my feet right near Lucifer Damn it my pet! Help me!

Alex

CHARLIE!

Dean

Get her Charmander!!!

Eileen

+Char watch your back!+

Charlie

I lunge forward again with the sword extended

Alex

I look worried get her Charlie

Dean

Nail her char!

Dark Charlie

shoving you back with a sparta kick

Dean

Leave her alone BITCH!

Charlie

I fall backwards the sword moving just out of reach

Lucifer

I break free from the restrains all of a sudden and grab Dark Charlie by the throat, holding her up STAB HER NOW!!!!!

Abbadon

no NO!

Eileen

+Char! !+

Dark Charlie

NO!!!! struggling against you hard LET ME GO YOU WERE ON MY TEAM!

Dean

NO! DONT KILL HER!

Abbadon

Yes.. I get excited

Charlie

jumping to my feet I grab the sword and the room lights up in a Violet hue so bright no one can see

Crowley

TECHIE!!! Hurry!!

Eileen

covers my eyes from the light

Dean

Hiding my eyes as the room lights up Charlie!!!!

Lucifer

Keeps ahold of dark Charlie not fazed by the light

Abbadon

I shield my eyes from the glow. Folding down

Alex

I cover my eye whoa!

Charlie

shadowy mist appears right next to me but quickly dissipated and I’m sure that it’s just from the bright lights…..but I’m still alive…..the lights fades and as my eyes adjust I see my family around me

Crowley

shielding my eyes from the glare

Alex

Char…..Charlie? I worries

Crowley

Techie!! struggling again to move

Dean

grab Eileen knocking her to the ground and shielding her eyes

Charlie

having used all I had within me, I fall to the ground exhausted

Lucifer

I look at my hand, which is now empty then snaps my fingers, putting the fire out. I walk over to Crowley and Abby my eyes still glowing

Eileen

+ow+

Alex

CHARLIE! I run to Charlie I try wake Charlie up hey can you hear me? Charlie wake up! CHARLIE WAKE UP!

Crowley

Let us go so I can check on her!!

Eileen

+char?!..+ Gets up running over to Charlie +Charlie...+

Abbadon

I look at you worried Char. again trying to move. This time trying my powers to but that's no help

Dean

look up as the fire disappears holy shit everyone ok? Charlie?

[Charlie

awake but not moving much I’m ok bear

Alex

I shaking tear Charlie please wake up My voice braking

Eileen

+Char.. you did so good+

Abbadon

I glare at you LET. ME. GO!!!!

Charlie

holding tight to the sword +she’s gone+

Eileen

+You did great Char you kicked her ass+

Dean

I run to Char you good?

Lucifer

One thing you ungrateful wannabe king!!!! I'm not just your guys pet!! I'm not this families servant!!! I'm not something you can both just walk all over and forget about me. Gabe let me back into this family TO BE APART OF IT and for you all to have left me here as long as did and forget about me actually fucking hurt. Once again I saved you all and saved myself! My eyes stop glowing releasing the traps then I turn away from the group

Dean

We need to get char back to the bunker and to med bay

Charlie

+well technically I kicked my own ass….not sure how I feel about that+

Eileen

+not good I'm sure but she's gone now and your whole again Char that's what matters+

Crowley

stalking forward once released We will discuss this later! Because I for one didn't stop! turning away I head over to Charlie as well

Dean

We didn’t just leave you or forget about you we fought a lot trying to get to you dumbass!

Lucifer

Ignores the demons and worthless hunter then walks over to Charlie trying to get the sword

Charlie

+thank you+ looking around at all present +I couldn’t have done any of it without you here+

Eileen

+Luci we almost had you found. We didn't know Dark Charlie was gonna do that to you. We came looking for you.+

Charlie

holding the sword tighter sorry Luci, i love you but I have strict orders to only give this one to Gabe

Alex

Lucy don’t go please Puppy eye

Abbadon

I'm released. I move every part of me and feel my powers Crowley right. We will talk about it later.

Lucifer

I understand Charlie. Let's get you back to the bunker and in the med bay. We all need to go

Crowley

looking at Abby I nod later, for certain, for now, the family

Charlie

nodding I try to get up I might need a lift….

Eileen

+Let's get home guys. Char needs rest+

Abbadon

Got it.. Luci would you take char? I'll take the girls?

Alex

We need take Charlie to medbay

Lucifer

I lean down and wrap my arms around Charlie, cradling her I got you

Charlie

smiling in relief and exhaustion let’s go home

Lucifer

Passes her into Dean’s arms

Dean

takes Char thanks Lucifer

Crowley

Lets get them back heading over to Eileen I touch her shoulder, Abbadon can you get Alex and Lucifer can you take Dean and Charlie?

Alex

I hold on to Abbadon

Lucifer

Yeah whatever... I stand behind Dean and Charlie, my hand resting on Dean’s shoulder

Eileen

smiles at Crowley +let's get home guys+

Crowley

vanishing with Eileen back to the bunker

Dean

holding Char

Abbadon

Sure I nod at Alex holding me ready?

Lucifer

Vanishes back to the bunker with the two humans

Charlie

has passed out in transport but still clinging to the sword

Alex

Ready

Dean

appearing back to the bunker, and i carry her back to med bay shit no! Char stay with me! laying you on the bed

Lucifer

Follows behind them and then walks over to Charlie's bed side, places my hand on her forehead healing her

Crowley

appearing with Eileen and immediately heading to grab a drink

Eileen

+Abby, Crowley you guys okay?+

Abbadon

we appear at the bunker Alex

Crowley

+fine, just dandy+ opens the scotch and drinks straight from the bottle

Eileen

Puts a comforting hand on your shoulder +ur a terrible liar+

Alex

I look over Abby Abby are you ok? Are you hurt?

Dean

watching as you heal come on char wake up...LUCI why isn’t she waking up? getting upset with worry as tears form in my eyes Luci... Do something why isn’t she awake

Eileen

Abby you alright?+

Crowley

+Its nothing Eli, love your creativity by the way+

Eileen

+Thanks. Had to do something+

Abbadon

I look at myself too no. Bear but thanks. Good call on the exorcism thing you. You saved them!

Abbadon

I nod at you

Alex

You’re welcome

Crowley

Ya, while we were fucking useless, not a good feeling drinks some more

Lucifer

Firstly chill out Dean.. she's fine. Her body is healed, but her mind needs time, it's piecing itself back together now that Dark Charlie has merged with her. She just needs time.

Alex

I look over Crowley you ok ?

Crowley

+I am fine Bear, not hurt+

Alex

I walk over I hugs glad we all home and I am ok and same my 3 nuggets

Abbadon

Yes my head down. I look at the floor trying to keep the memories of how useless we were from flooding my head

Eileen

sits on the couch head in my hands +I hope Char is alright+

Dean

She’s like the little sister I never had I’m gonna worry that’s what family does bud. Do me a favor and go with the others I’m gonna stay with her

Crowley

Later we talk with Luci, and we make sure that doesn't happen again +does anyone want a drink, or tea for you Alex Eileen?+

Lucifer

Yeah I get family matters Rolls my eyes must be nice. She will be fine I assure you Leaves the med bay and joins the others

Eileen

+double whiskey straight+

Alex

Yep I will have a tea Or you have red wine?

Abbadon

I hear you in my head. I raise my head trying to manage a small smile. got it no thanks

Crowley

getting the drink for Eli, and a small glass of red wine for Alex +the only one this week, you can have another next+

Alex

Hey Lucy you ok ?

Crowley

seeing you I hold the bottle of scotch out as an offering

Eileen

takes the drink +thanks Crowley+

Lucifer

I ignore the question and take a seat, nodding at the bottle of scotch

Eileen

sees Luci +Hey Luci how is Char doing?+

Alex

Thanks you Crowley and understood Crowley I sip my red wine

Crowley

pouring you a glass I slide it to you +now, we wait+

Dean

I pull a seat up next to char playing with her hair, and lean in talking softly in your ear come on char please pull yourself together. I know he says you will be but please...be fine....

Lucifer

+Her body is healed. She's healthy. But her mind is still fixing, piecing itself together so she's not awake yet but I assure you, she will be okay. Now we just wait+ Takes the drink and downs it

Abbadon

I see you enter. I nod at you you ok?

Lucifer

Ignores that question also

Crowley

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1. Charlie, Eileen, Dean, Derek, Crowley and Abby sit around the bunker frustrated and sick of dealing with dark Charlie. Eileen mentions all the havoc she’s caused, and dean says it’s time to end her once and for all. Charlie takes offense at the comment knowing what happens to dark Charlie happens to her. Alex says there has to be a way to do it without hurting Charlie. Abby Is sick of the fact that dark Charlie is running hell and kidnapping and torturing members of the team. That’s her job. Eileen asks Charlie about the sword that they recovered from the seventh circle of hell. Charlie pulling it out (still in the sheath) explains Gabe was supposed to explain to her how to use it. Crowley wants to know where those pretentious angel’s donna and Gabe are. Derek thinks it’s might be time to tell him to get his feathered ass in gear. Alex calls donna.

2. In an undisclosed location, dark Charlie has Lucifer (free run for 10 minutes)

3. Donna and Gabe are back in San Francisco with the tinies spending time on the beach with a great view of the Golden Gate Bridge. Enjoying themselves and some much-needed family time, they spend time with the kiddos in the water splashing and playing Gabe coming out of the water to build a sandcastle with Zach and Antonio. No one hears Alex as she tries to call donna’s cell. Alex leaves a message and hangs up. Gabe looks at donna asking if he’s forgotten something. Remembering he jots Charlie a note snapping it to her and heading back to play with the kids.

4. Alex hangs up telling them team she can’t get ahold of Donna she’s not answering. Dean tries the reach to Gabe using angel radio but gets Gabs celestial voice mail. Cursing he looks to Charlie perplexed. Just then the note appears in front of Charlie. Charlie reads it out loud to the group. Crowley says they don’t need them anyways now and Abby agrees, but that they have forgotten something. Derek asks what that is. Abby reminds the group they have no idea where dark Charlie and Lucifer are. Eileen wants to find them and has an idea. She suggests a locator spell. Derek wants to know who is going to do it with Rowena not there. Alex says that Abby could do it. Abby starts to argue but then the thought of getting dark Charlie off the throne is too tempting she sends dean and Alex to get things of Luci’s and dark Charlie’s. Crowley thinks it’s a good idea to find a way to mask Charlie so it doesn’t lead to her instead of dark Charlie and Eileen agrees. Charlie tells Crowley she has a key to Gabe and donnas which is warded against being found. Derek asks to come along and Crowley and Charlie quickly agree. Crowley teleports her there, telling them to let him know when they’ve found the other 2.

5. Charlie - now having Luci under her control in the undisclosed location - (free run for 10 minutes)

6. Charlie, Derek and Crowley sit at donna and Gabe’s table. Charlie frustrated that Gabe isn’t showing. Derek trying to lighten the mood brings up the wedding. Crowley char and Derek discuss *MEANWHILE BACK AT THE BUNKER * Alex brings Abby a shirt if Luci's you add to the shirt of Charlie’s that Dean brings her. Telling Eileen to set the shirts on fire and burn them to ash Alex and dean help Get the other ingredients ready. Dean warns Abby that if she double crosses them it’ll be the last thing she ever does. Abby blows him off as pompous and a loud mouth dean pulls his gun and with tensions high Abby destroys it telling him to back down. Eileen calms dean down as she finishes mixing the ashes. Abby asks Alex to grab her a map. Alex goes to get it. Abby takes the ashes and mixes them pouring them on the map the mixture moves pointing out the location of dark Charlie and Luci. Dean tells Alex and Eileen to gear up at the car. Abby reaches out to Crowley letting him know they found Luci and dark Charlie. Crowley Derek and char appear back at the bunker. Derek asks Charlie if she’s ready for this. Checking her sword Charlie says that she is. The team heads to the Impala, Derek staying behind invade they need anything.

7. Dark Charlie senses something and can tell her better half is headed for them. Telling Luci, she wants to make sure they get a warm welcome, D. Charlie puts Luci to work creating traps for their visitors. Asking what she’s going to do dark Charlie grins and and starts to summon demons.

8. Abby, Crowley, Charlie, Alex, dean and Eileen appear in Alcatraz prison. Dean quips about how fitting it is to have dark char and Luci in a prison they can’t escape. Eileen doesn’t like the feeling coming out of the main building. Alex pulls her gun ready for anything. Abby and Crowley can feel the demons and share a look warning the team. As they do a humming noise begins to come from the sword on Charlie’s back. Pulling it out there’s a pull to the sword as if drawn. The others, pulling their weapons as Charlie tells them she’s being drawn towards something. Dean tells her to follow it. Nodding Charlie leads the way the others at her back keeping watch.

9. Charlie and Luci stand in al Capones old cell. Waiting and the sound of the sword thrumming catches their attention. Dean spots them first and starts to fire at dark Charlie. Luci puts his hands up stopping the bullets before they can hit dark Charlie. Dark Charlie comments about dean learning when he’s out matched. As she does the cells around them fill with demons. The group noticing them turns to run. Lucid eyes glowing sets off the devils’ traps surrounding Abby and Crowley. Abby cries out that she can’t move, Crowley tries and finds that he can’t either. Charlie yells for Luci to let them go but Luci ignores her. Dark Charlie snickers asking how the puny humans are going to make it without any celestial or demonic help. Eileen mentions Gabe, and dark Charlie laughs telling them that Gabe will never know, Luci turned off angel radio and scrambled their ability to be contacted by the others. Dark Charlie tells them they have five seconds before she unleashed the demons after them. Charlie tells for them to run and scatter!

10. Dean, Alex and Eileen run as the demons are released chasing after them Charlie feigning jointing them as dark Charlie follows laughing. Charlie watches for dark Charlie to run by then rushes back inside. Abby and Crowley telling her to let them out Charlie tells them she can’t with Lucifer under dark Charlie’s control.

11. Eileen and Alex follow dean who turns to face them, telling them that Charlie told them to spread out. Alex asks where they are supposed to go as the demons gain on them looking around dean spots a woodchipper, Eileen the old gas pump and Alex them main building, getting ideas their eyes light up and without a word they head In Their different directions. Dark Charlie watches curious by this new development.

12. Charlie rushes to Lucifer who is staring off into space power crackling off him as his under dark Charlie’s control. Crowley suggests killing him with the soul stone sword. Charlie snaps her fingers in front of Luci’s eyes with no response. Abby reminds Crowley that the sword is one time use. Charlie stops getting an idea. Asking Crowley if the sword is One time use for souls. Crowley and Abby nod and in a flash, Charlie pulls out the blade and slices through the cuffs on Luci’s hands and with a delicate stroke cuts the collar off his neck.

13. Dean rushes over to the woodchipper hurriedly as the demons start to attack. Fighting ferociously, he starts to shoot them kicking one into the woodchipper and grabbing another throwing it in after it. Eileen pumps the gas through the hose as the second set of demons rushes her. Turning she starts to spray over the demons as she reaches for her lighter drying the gasoline on fire a loud scream filling the air. The demons start to slam dean around, the gas in the pumps running low as they demons approach Eileen pissed, Alex runs through the main office and into the warden’s office grabbing the speaker she starts to recite the exorcism, the demons around the entire place start to smoke out. Dean and Eileen rush towards the building. Dark Charlie laughs a…

14. Luci looks to Charlie wondering why she helped him instead of getting Gabe. Charlie smile’s saying she’d rather have Luci by her side. Crowley warns them that he can hear dark Charlie approaching. Abby tells to be key free. Luci says there’s no time. Looking to Charlie, he tells her to close the cuffs and the collar most the way does it looks like he’s still trapped as char does lucid eyes turn red and he holds the trance.

15. Dark Charlie walks in and sees Abby and Crowley still trapped. Hearing the on rushing hunters behind her dark Charlie commands lucifer to put them in a ring of fire and Luci does , trapping the humans in a circle of fire . Dark Charlie spots Charlie with the blade out. Warning her she’s out matched and will end up being destroyed when she takes the blade from Charlie and shoved it up her ass, dark Charlie tells Charlie that they finish this now, one on one. Charlies agrees.

16. Dark Charlie pulls out a blade of her own and a battle ensues (free run 10-15 minutes of the battle) dark Charlie knocks Charlie to the ground kicking the soul stone sword aside and as dark Charlie reaches for the blade Luci breaks Free off his binds grabbing Dark Charlie and putting her in a choke hold telling for Charlie to stab dark Charlie now! In a swift move Charlie grabs the sword and stabs it through dark Charlie. Charlie, dark Charlie and the sword glow so brightly that no one can see what’s happening everyone shields their eyes. As Charlie and dark Charlie’s souls slam back together a shadowy figure escape!

17. The light fades and a tired exhausted single Charlie falls to the ground. Luci puts out the flames around dean Eileen and Alex who run to Charlie. Crowley and Abby asked to be released and after giving them shit Luci releases them. Dean tells them they need to get Charlie back to med bay. Luci goes to take the sword but Charlie clings tight thanking them all before telling them she’s under strict orders to only give it to Gabe. Luci, Abby, and Crowley transport everyone back to the bunker.

18. Arriving at the bunker, dean carry’s Charlie to med bay and Luci follows. Eileen and Alex check on Abby and Crowley. Abby compliments Alex’s plan while Crowley tells Eileen how creative she is. In med bay Luci heals Charlie who isn’t waking up. Dean wants to know why she’s not waking up, and Luci tells him her body is healed but her mind is still piecing itself back together. Dean tells Luci to join the others, he’ll take first watch if Charlie. Entering the main room, Eileen asks what’s going on and Luci explains that all they can do now is wait. Grabbing drinks, the team sits to wait it out.

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yee-fxcking-haw · 4 years

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What Are You?

A/N: All I have to say is I'm really proud of this fic, so much freaking fun to write. I am hopelessly devoted to Kirishima. Please let me know what you think! For the tags, I just tagged those that interacted with the post I made about starting this series, if you wanted added or removed just let me know!

Summary: A movie night gets a little out of hand, next thing you know you're losing your virginity to Kirishima.

Pairing: Pro Hero Kirishima x FemReader (you) both aged up 18+

Warnings: First time, virginity loss, virgin reader, experienced Kirishima, LOTS of consent, oral (female receiving) size kink, daddy kink, rough sex, spanking, choking, belly buldge, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, degredation, dumbification if you squint, very mushy aftercare in the shower, I think that's all of them lmao.

Word Count: 9,304

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The movie you had started is long forgotten, the sounds fading into white noise as your eyelids drift shut. Your body feels like lead, and your brain is quickly turning off. You feel like you could melt into the bed and stay there for several days. You snuggle into Kirishima a little more, barely processing the contented hum he lets out when you do.

"You fallin' asleep sweetheart?" He mumbles against the top of your head, finishing his sentence with a gentle kiss.

"Nah, just resting my eyes." You lie, very aware of how quickly sleep is overtaking your exhausted body.

"Want me to drive you home?" He asks, one hand coming up so he can run his fingers through your hair.

You just shake your head weakly, not ready to remove yourself from his warmth. You really just want to stay, but you two haven't really crossed that line yet. You've been dating for a few months now, but you move painfully slow. You blame it on your lack of experience over all. Being a virgin in your first relationship has definitely come with a lot of caution and slow progress.

Kirishima has been absolutely incredible though, always letting you set the pace, always asking questions, and offering reassurance when needed. You've both definitely had some close calls though, with how much time you spend together and how irresistible he is, it's been hard to keep your hands off of him. You've had your fair share of handsy makeout sessions, but that's about it.

Today does feel a little different though, like there's been some kind of shift. Maybe it's the right time to take that next step, Kirishima has definitely proven himself to be worthy of your trust. You're confident that he would stop when needed, go as slow as you asked him to, and be there for you after.

As your mind races you wrap your arms around the wall of muscle beside you, cherishing the security his large body gives you. You sigh and shift your head so your chin is resting on his chest, allowing you to glance up at him. As always, you're floored by his beauty. His scarlet eyes meet yours as his lips twitch up into a fond smirk. He's definitely the rugged kind of handsome, small white scars litter his face from his few years of hero work.

The most noticeable scar is the one on his upper lip, about two inches in length as it travels up away from his pretty mouth. Your hand absentmindedly reaches up so you can run your thumb over it while you cup his face. He melts into your touch, turning to place a kiss on your palm. Your entire body lights up when he does, he's always giving you sweet little kisses, and you love it more than life itself.

"Whatcha lookin' at my busted face for?" He teases.

You smile coyly as you slide your leg around his hip, slowly bringing yourself up so you can straddle him. You slide your other hand up to hold his face as well, leaning down to press a kiss into his forehead.

"It's a beautiful face." You whisper as you sit back up so you can look down at him again.

God, the sight of him. Wild crimson hair falling across the pillow, stunning porcelain skin offering a marvelous contrast. Your hands slide down his neck, to his collar bones, then down his clothed torso. You mentally curse the black t-shirt that's currently hiding his skin from you, even though he looks incredible in it.

"What are you thinking about hon?" He asks quietly.

Your eyes flash up to his and he gives you a knowing look.

Does he feel it too? You've had plenty of long talks about it, he's always been open about how much he wants to make sure it's a safe experience. He offers you nothing but stability and assurance. The nerve wracking part is that he's so experienced. You're not jealous that he's been with people before you, just worried that you won't live up to them. Kiri has always been very open about his past relationships, just like you have with yours. It's just a matter of finding the confidence to take the next step.

"Oh, you're thinking too much." He says quietly, grabbing your hands to pull them apart.

You hadn't even realized you'd begun to pick at your thumb, but of course he's paying attention.

"Can I stay?" You blurt out, sounding a little too panicked.

"You can always stay." He says as he wraps his arms around your waist, then brings his mouth to press innocent kisses into your neck.

"Baby?" You say, hands carding through his hair.

He only hums, lips still working against your sensitive skin.

"Can we try?" You ask quietly.

Your eyes lock, tension builds, and hands tighten as you both silently understand your heavy implications.

"Are you sure?" He asks with all the sincerity he has.

"I love you, Kiri, I trust you." You breathe out, letting your head fall to rest your forehead against his own.

"If you need me to stop at any point you tell me, understand?" He says with a tone you can't quite decipher. It could be called firm, but that's not exactly right… convicted, he sounds convicted.

"Of course, Red." His body responds to his hero name in the most beautiful way. Muscles tense as he takes a deep breath in, steady arms pull your body towards his. Very suddenly, but some also not soon enough, your lips are on his. Brilliant, rose colored warmth spreads through your veins as he kisses the breath out of your lungs.

"Can I lay you on your back?" He asks against your lips.

"Please." You sigh.

In one swift movement, he scoops you into his arms and spins you around so he can lay you gently on the mattress. One hand stays on your waist, while the other comes up to hold your face.

"I love you, you know that right?" He asks, when you look into his eyes your heart aches when you see all the begging in them.

"Kiri, I've never been more sure of anything." You assure him.

He gives you his thousand watt smile and you can't help but return it. This man is something else. He's the kind that lights up a room, that gives when he's empty, and loves relentlessly. Most of all, he's completely, inexplicably yours.

Your head spins when he dips his head down to kiss your collar bones.

"I'm gonna get you real worked up, ok?" He says then presses one long kiss into your shoulder.

Excitement blasts through your veins. What a beautiful promise he's just made, and you can't wait for him to live up to his word.

"I need you to tell me what feels good." He whispers against your skin as his hands come up so push your tank top up your torso.

"Ok." You reply, cursing yourself for how basic the response is. He's probably used to people who can dirty talk like no tomorrow, and all you can manage are weak one word responses.

"You're thinkin' too much honey." He says with a deep chuckle, his hands halt once he has the fabric bunched at your ribs.

"Talk to me." He says.

"I'm just nervous. Insecurities and all that, worried I won't live up to other people. You know, stupid virgin thoughts." You stumble through the sentence, barely articulating the nerves buzzing around in your abdomen.

"Listen to me." Kiri says with his firm, guiding tone.

"It's just you now. Not them, never will be them again." He brings one of your hands up so he can kiss your knuckles.

"You're my girl, that's all that's on my mind."

The reassurance is short and sweet, but Kiri is always like that with his words. He says it like it is, but there's always immeasurable heart behind what he says, so it's enough to still your nerves.

"Can I make you feel good now?" He asks, face slightly mischievous.

"I think you know the answer." You can't help but giggle when his fingers meet your ribs again to finish taking off your tank top.

Soon he's got you panting and grasping at the sheets. Your clothes are long gone, and he is definitely staying true to his promise to get you worked up. Rough hands are on your waist, while his hot, wet mouth trails across the tops of your breasts. The more time he spends kissing your body, the easier it is to let the nerves die out. Every ounce of uncertainty vanishes the second his soft lips wrap around one of your nipples.

"Oh, baby." You sigh, back arching slightly.

"Like that?" He asks, breaking only briefly. Soon his mouth is back on you, tongue drawing lazy circles around your sensitive buds.

"Yeah…" You find yourself wishing you could respond better again, but your mind is mush.

"How bout this?" He asks as he slides his other hand up to pinch your other nipple.

You rub your thighs together to try and alleviate some of the pressure building in your core. You have to be embarrassingly soaked at this point. After just a few seconds of nipple play, you're already throbbing and it's maddening.

"Kiri." You groan, the friction of his fingers contrasting wonderfully with the smooth movements of his tongue.

You want to feel him everywhere, you want to be overwhelmed by him. The way his tongue is working, you can only imagine him using it somewhere else.

"K-kiri?" You say with a shuddering breath.

"Yeah angel?" He answers, his hand still playing with you a little.

"Lower, please?" Your voice is so shy and timid, and you feel the hot blush spread across your cheeks.

"You're so fuckin' cute." He mumbles before planting an open mouthed kiss between your breasts.

With the same slow, teasing pace, he kisses down your stomach. He stops right under your belly button and glances up at you through his lashes. He's fucking stunning from this angle, but you've found that he really doesn't have a bad angle.

"I'm gonna try something, ok? Tell me how it makes you feel." He says calmly.

"Aye Aye Captain." You say, earning a sweet little chuckle from Kiri.

Any motivation you have to joke is thrown out the window when he nips your sensitive skin. The brief pain sends a jolt of pleasure straight to your pussy, and your walls clench immediately.

"How was that?" He asks, hands running along your hips as he settles between your spread legs.

"More please." Is all you can squeak out.

Kirishima just smiles and kisses where he's just nipped.

"In a little bit baby."

You become suddenly aware of how exposed you are and you're plagued with thoughts of insecurity. As if he can read your mind, Kiri places a kiss to your inner thigh.

"Can I please taste you, your pussy is so fuckin pretty." He sighs against your skin.

Oh yeah, you have to be absolutely dripping. His words have you clenching around nothing, you're so worked up you're worried you might finish as soon as he makes contact with your core.

"Fuck- please Kiri- use your mouth on me." You moan, shocked by your own boldness.

"Oh good girl, keep talkin' to me." He sighs.

Without any further warning his mouth is just all over you. No gentle kisses around your clit like you expected, not teasing fingers on your lips. Just as sudden, blinding pleasure rocketing through your walls as his skilled tongue laps at your sensitive, swollen clit.

"Kiri! Shit!" You cry as your hands find a place in his hair, desperate to hold onto something that can keep you grounded.

"Baby, I'm too sensitive, I'm not gonna- oh fuuuuck." You try to warn him, but the words never stood a chance at leaving your mouth. In the middle of your sentence, he presses one thick finger into your slick hole, and that spells the end for you. With how big Kiri is, his finger might as well be the size of an average man's dick, and it feels incredible. You can't hold it in, and you don't fucking want to. Between the constant, white hot pleasure he's giving your clit, and the sudden intrusion of his finger, your inexperienced body never stood a chance.

"Fuck that was gorgeous." He huffs against your cunt.

Your walls flutter their way through your orgasm, warmth oozing into all of your appendages as Kirishima slows his tongue down enough for you to ride out all of the aftershocks.

You gather enough strength to look down at him, and your blissed out brain wants to shred the shirt he's wearing. Your hands reach down desperately to grab the collar of his shirt in an attempt to pull it off.

"Where'd my shy girl go?" He teases before helping you get rid of his bothersome clothes.

"She left when you made her cum in under a minute." You share a soft laugh with each other, but anything light-hearted disappears when you look down at his briefs and see the outline of his dick.

Kirishima isn't a small man, standing up he's roughly seven feet. You're a relatively average sized woman, but you still feel like a dwarf next to him. Judging by the outline in his underwear, he's definitely proportionate, and the terrifying realization that he's probably not even all the way hard yet makes your stomach drop.

"You want that?" He asks coyly, red eyebrows shooting up as he grins down at you.

"It- it's gonna hurt, isn't it?" You stutter, hands balling up the bedding underneath you.

"It's gonna sting just a little bit, but I told you I'll get you worked up, and it'll only last a second princess." He kisses your nose for reassurance, putting your bubbling chest at ease for a moment.

"Can I- um- can I touch you? Please?" Again, you want to kick yourself for sounding so bashful, but Kiri seems to be incredibly fond of it.

"Of course you can, wherever you want to." He whispers, he leans down to brace on his elbows, his breathtaking body closing the remaining distance between you two. With him looming above you like this, you feel absolutely tiny, like if he put his weight on you it might crush you. Something tells you tomorrow is probably going to consist of a lot of bed rest.

You cautiously slide your hands over his carved abs, adoring the way his muscles tense under your feathery touches. Your eyes stay locked on his and your heart blooms with exhilaration. Your hands travel down his body until your fingertips brush the waistband of his briefs. Kiri takes in a sharp breath when you dip your fingers under the material. You steal a glance down, and you can't help but let your jaw drop.

He's gotta be the size of your forearm, at least. Shit, how the hell are you gonna fucking take that? You remind yourself that Kiri promised it would only hurt for a second, that he would take care of you. You trust him, completely.

He helps you slide his briefs off, and when he's finally free it makes you see stars. His full length falls against your stomach, and he feels so damn heavy. His base is resting against your mound, and his head meets your belly button. His skin is nothing short of beautiful, soft pink tip with a pale shaft littered with veins.

"Holy shit." You pant, your hand looks pathetic when you go to wrap it around his swollen tip.

"It might sting more than a little." You whisper.

"I'll make it feel good, I promise." He says with all the confidence in the world.

He's so unbelievably hard and your hand can't reach all the way around him. There's about an inch and a half between your middle finger and thumb where they should meet. You never thought you'd be so intimidated by a simple body part, but then again, this is Red Riot you're dealing with.

Before you can stroke him, Kiri is grabbing your wrist as he shifts to lean on his side next to you.

"Next time angel, tonight's about you." He says before kissing the skin behind your ear.

His hand lets go of your wrist so he can skate his fingertips down your stomach. As soon as he brushes your clit your body jumps, still so sensitive from the sudden orgasm he's just given you. You take in deep breaths as your legs shift anxiously while he dips his fingers down so he can run them up your soaked lips.

"You're so wet for me." He sighs against your neck.

"Kiri- please- make me feel good again." You whimper, desperate for his touch.

"Gonna stretch you out a little bit, ok? Gotta get you ready to take me." He mumbles as he presses his middle finger into your quivering hole again.

There's no way you can respond, all ability to speak is stolen from you when he starts to pump his massive finger in and out of you.

There's no stretch with just one finger, it's no bigger than the toy you usually use on yourself, the stretch comes when he adds his index finger to the mix. It doesn't sting, but there's definitely some pressure. You screw your eyes shut and reach for his forewarn as he picks up speed, needing something to hold onto as the pleasure builds in your lower stomach again.

Then, the spectacular feeling of his thumb pressing against your clit makes you cry out. You're shocked by the broken moan that rips out of your throat, and the way your hips roll against his hand while he starts rubbing urgent circles against your sweet spot.

"That's it baby, tell me about it." He pants against your shoulder, it almost sounds like he's cheering you on, voice filled with something joyful that makes your heart race impossibly faster.

"Kiri- that feels so fucking good- shit."

Your cunt starts to pulse around him like it did a few minutes ago, your body is already right on the edge again by his capable fingers.

"D- da- Kiri." You moan, you almost fucking slip. You want nothing more than to call him 'daddy', that's what he is to you right now. You don't know how he'll respond to it, so you swallow the name and cry out against his broad chest.

He seems to have caught you though, both his thumb and his fingers pick up their speed slightly.

"Say it, please baby, say it- fuck." He begs against your head, offering you the room to call him whatever you want to.

Your hand claws at his arm, the other reaches up to hold onto his sweaty neck.

"Daddy, please make me cum again, your fingers feel so good." Your voice increases in pitch the more you beg, he sets a delicious rhythm then, reacting immediately to your pleas.

"You wanna be a good girl for me?" He asks as he shifts so his free hand can cradle your face.

You nod weakly as your abs starts to seize up and your core starts to clamp down on his pistoning fingers.

"Look at me." He huffs, your eyes flutter open to meet his.

Kirishima has a habit of knocking the wind out of you with his beauty, but he damn near kills you this time. He's positively enchanting with the blush on his cheeks, brows furrowed as he focuses on bringing you to your second orgasm.

"Cum for me one more time angel, then I'm gonna fill you up, gonna fuck your pretty little cunt." His voice is dripping with desire, and his vulgar words are all it takes to send you right into another trembling orgasm. Your body twitches and jerks as your core squeezes his fingers. He stops thrusting them into you and focuses all his energy on rubbing your clit with his thumb, making everything so much more intense.

You moan and shake against him as he whispers things like "good girl, just like that" against your ear while you come back down.

All you want is more, so much more. There's no such thing as nerves now. You have tunnel vision for Kiri and the pleasure he's giving you. Even after two orgasms, all you want is more, more, more.

"Daddy please- fuck my little cunt- fill me up like you promised." You grab at him wherever you can, you almost second guess your dirty talk, but Kiri eats that shit up.

"You sound so pretty begging for me princess. You want me to fuck you, huh? Want Daddy to make you cry?" Everything about his demeanor has a sense of urgency to it. Not like he's rushing, but like he's handling something vitally important.

You just nod and whimper, it's all you're capable of after being rocked by two incredible orgasms. He's moving so he can settle between your legs again, and his weighty length hits your stomach again.

"Listen to me sweetheart." He says, voice shaking slightly at the end.

"I'm gonna let you put it in ok? I want you to tell me when to move and when to stop, we can even stop here if you need to." He moves his hands to hold your face, thumbs brushing your cheek bones affectionately.

"I don't want you to stop, I want more Kiri, please." You say, completely confident in your decision to keep going.

"Then it's all you babygirl." He smiles down at you, all warmth and adoration.

You swallow thickly and reach down to grab his pink head, nearly drooling when you see the ridiculous amount of precum leaking out of his tip.

You tentatively spread it around with your thumb, the appendage barely stretches across the width of his massive cock. Kiri's breath speeds up above you as you move your hand around his head so you can push him down between your legs. Now, with a clear view of him, he's definitely the size of your forearm. Nerves are replaced by excitement, knowing that once he's inside you and your body adjusts to him, it'll feel absolutely amazing.

Kirishima shifts above you so he can brace on his hands as he placed them on either side of your face. All his intricate muscles shift under his pale skin, he's so broad and handsome, it makes your head spin.

With very little skill, you run his tip along you dripping lips, and both of you jolt as the erotic contact.

"That feels good baby, nice and slow." His words egg you on, a fuzzy feeling buzzes around in your chest when you hear him praise you, it's something else you just want more of.

His head teases over your silky hole as you slide him further down, his fingers definitely got you worked up, but it's still gonna be one hell of a tight fit.

"Can you- um- could you move your hips forward a little?" You ask with a shaking voice, your body is sparking with the anticipation of having him fill you, and you know he won't be able to slide in unless he helps by pushing.

"Want me to help you put it in?" He asks, his voice sounds so light and breathy.

"Please?" You blink up at him.

"Just keep talkin' to me, yeah?" He pants out.

"Ye- Oh fuck Daddy!" What's meant to be a quiet answer, turns into an erotic cry. Your body shivers as the name slips from your lips and your hands fly to his sides. He didn't give you a single second to respond before pressing himself into you, and it definitely hurts more than a little. The sting of the stretch is almost enough to make you tap out, but then you feel his thumb dragging against your clit again. It gives you just enough pleasurable relief to catch your breath.

"Sorry angel, had to get that part over with." He says before leaning down to kiss your forehead.

"Red, baby, please-" You choke on a moan when his thumb speeds up and he presses even more of his length into you.

"Please what?" He teases.

He can't even be a third of the way in, and you feel like you're completely stuffed. Your walls are being stretched to what feels like their absolute limit. Now you know why he gave you two orgasms beforehand, you need to be absolutely drenched in order to take him. Even then, it's almost impossible.

You glance down to see how much more you have to take. Fucking hell, it looks like it's just his head that's in.

"Tell me what you need, gorgeous." He applies slightly more pressure to your clit, but slows the pace down.

"More." You mewl, despite the pressure on your poor, tense insides.

"I'll tell you if it's too much, just keep going, please Daddy." Your hands paw at his back, desperate for him to move.

"Fuck baby- you're gonna be such a mess by the time I'm done with you."

You don't have any time at all to catch your breath or answer him. The sting is almost blazing as he pushes his hips towards yours. The dizzying sensation of his veiny cock dragging against your slick walls is enough to bring tears to your eyes. You whimper and sniffle beneath him while every muscle in your body tenses.

Then, you remember to breathe. You pull in a long, cooling breath, and on the release let your muscles relax. You look up at Kiri to see him looking down to where your bodies meet, mesmerized by the way he's splitting you open. He looks so wrapped up in his love for you, which only allows you to let go of more tension.

He keeps pressing into you, little by little pain is replaced by a warm ache, that warm ache then replaced by traces of something pleasurable. The hand pressing lazy circles into your clit slides up to grab your wrist. His bright eyes flash up to your as he brings your hand down to the bundle of nerves.

"Rub it for me, baby." He whispers before kissing your temple, his deep, rumbling voice makes your thighs squeeze his hips.

"O- ok." You fumble your words slightly.

"Is that how you answer Daddy?" He trails his open mouth down to the skin just above your collarbone, then teases the delicate skin with his pointed teeth.

Holy shit.

"Yes- yes sir?" You say, head spinning as you try to focus even a little bit. Your hand haplessly moves against your clit, wanting to listen but your motor skills are rendered useless by Kiri's dominance.

"Mhm, good girl." He praises before sinking his teeth into the spot he's been teasing.

Your entire body jumps, reacting exactly how he wants you to. All twitches and moans as he guides you through this.

"You're so fucking tight." He sighs, eyes fluttering shut as he pushes in just a little more.

"Well yeah, you're the size of a house and I'm a virgin." You say with a weak laugh.

If you and Kiri can do anything, it's laugh.

He looks down at you and raises his eyebrows, and he can't help but giggle in that beautiful chirpy way he always does. You take his hands in your face and bring him down for a messy, laugh filled kiss. Blinding love fills your chest, hearing him laugh, feeling him breathe, being this close. It's all giving you such unparalleled joy.

He breaks the kiss to press his forehead into yours, then he really starts moving. What started as another round of giggles turns into a moan as he stretches you more and more. Your hands grab onto his neck as your eyes screw shut and your head is thrown back into the pillows. The pressure is positively mind numbing in the best way. All you can feel, smell, and taste is Kirishima as he rocks your world.

“Fucking hell, Kiri.” You gasp before rolling your hips up against him, finally feeling somewhat stretched out enough to work with him.

“Oh now you’re gettin’ it, keep movin’ with me sweetheart.” He nods his head while he talks, urgent and reassuring.

He continues his glacial pace, finally bottoming out with the help of your needy hips rising to meet his. God, you feel so fucking full. You swear you can feel him in your stomach, in your ribs, in your throat even. He’s not leaving a single inch of you untouched, and you’re absolutely hooked. You gather yourself enough to open your eyes again so you can look down at where you two meet, almost nervous to find that he really isn’t all the way in even though you feel like you’re going to break at any second.

“Holy. Shit.” As soon as you glance down, your eyes meet the most erotic sight you’ve ever witnessed. There’s a large bulge in your stomach, that is very obviously caused by one thing. Kiri smirks above you as he runs a hand up your side so he can gather your breast in his hand and tease your nipple with his thumb.

“Ain’t that somethin’?” He muses, sliding his hand back down to grab your wrist so he can move your hand over the stretched out part of your stomach.

“Feels good doesn’t it baby? I’m right there, that’s all me.” He presses your hand into the bulge, and the feeling of his head under your skin, combined with the pressure on your cervix and against your walls, nearly sends you into another orgasm. Your walls flutter around him as your bottom lip quivers.

That’s when you see the tension in his body, you hear the strain in his voice. He’s holding back, he’s going easy on you.

Your walls are relaxing, growing used to the obscene stretch. You take a deep breath and focus on releasing any other muscles that might make it harder for him to do what he needs to. As you settle, you bat your eyelashes at him. You offer another small roll of your hips before egging him on with your needy words.

“Daddy, please, you’re not gonna break me, fuck me like you want to.”

He gives you a very serious, almost stern look. It doesn’t help ease your need for him in the slightest, it only makes you want to push more.

“I’ll tell you if it hurts, I promise, please just fuck me."

His whole body shivers when you run your nails across his shoulders.

"Baby you gotta, if you don't tell me I'm gonna keep rockin', I don't want to hurt you."

You nod and swallow thickly, your body is absolutely buzzing with the anticipation.

"Words sweet thing, use your words. You'll tell me if it hurts, yeah?" He brings his hips back, and the drag of his cock along your walls is exquisite. He only moves maybe an inch, but the tease sends you reeling.

"Yes Daddy, I'll tell you." Your promise is said so sweetly, the way you trust him so completely sends him over the edge.

Just like that, your entire world shatters. He pulls back slowly, just to send his hips flying forward with one brutal thrust. It doesn't hurt, but there's so much fucking pressure once he's all the way pressed in. Your head is sent back into the pillows, thrashing wildly as you cry out and cling to his tense back. He doesn't stay there long though, only pausing briefly to savor the feeling of being fully wrapped in your hot, wet cunt.

"Open those legs for me princess." Kiri pants above you as he pulls back again.

You realize how much you've tensed up after his words pull you back down to earth. Your thighs had clamped around his hips like a vice. Slowly, you breathe in, then drop your legs open when you breathe out.

Then he sticks to his promise, and he starts rockin'. He sets a beautiful pace, it's not rushed or hard, not slow or teasing, it's just fucking perfect. He plunges into you over and over, deep and persistent. He hits every sweet spot you have, from your sensitive opening to your aching cervix. You mewl and twitch under him, your whole body being jolted every time he bottoms out.

"You're doin' so good baby, bein' such a good girl for Daddy." His voice breaks as he picks up speed, splitting you open completely.

It's turning your brain to total mush, all you can manage is a half ass "uh-huh" while your body moves like a ragdoll. You feel so full, and it feels so fucking good. It's all so foreign, so much, so overwhelming. Now that you're feeling it though, the feeling of being well and truly fucked, all you want is more.

The pressure just keeps building at your core, brilliant and warm. Sending electric shocks down the nerves in your legs, up your stomach, even through your fingertips. He's everywhere inside you, filling your mind and soul, you're drunk on Kirishima and more than willing to become addicted.

You blink open and grapple at his damp sides, as soon as you see your body being pounded into the bed, you feel your walls begin to tighten. Can you even call it that? You're so stretched out by him it's hard to tell if you're even capable of tightening around him.

Kiri sure seems to notice though, letting out short, pretty moans from the back of his throat each time he sinks in. Then you both see it, your eyes lock on it, both under a perverted trance. Each time he thrusts all the way in, your stomach buldges out a little, his incredible size displacing your insides as he fucks into you.

"God that's- fuck baby- you see that?" He stutters out, placing his massive hand on your waist so he can lay his thumb over your stomach and feel his cock head poking out from inside of you.

All you can do is gawk up at him and let your body be jostled by him as he continues to break in your body.

"How's it feel angel?" He asks, voice gentle and coaxing.

"So. Good. Daddy- fuck." You stutter out, the words come out choppy, cut off as you jolt from his pace.

"You feel so perfect, so fucking perfect." He mutters before diving down to press his open mouth to your neck.

He attempts to kiss you there, but all he can manage is a sloppy, inconsistent tongue against your skin. With his mouth open, you can hear all his sweet moans unabashed, and it's fucking beautiful.

A particularly broken sounding moan reaches your ears as Kiri grabs the meat of your thighs with his strong hands, angling your legs upwards a little more. His hands slide up to secure themselves under your knees, pressing them upwards he successfully folds you in half.

The tops of your thighs press into your sides as he braces himself up a little more, using your crumbled body as leverage. The second he sinks in from this new position, your thighs tremble and your cunt spasms. You cry out as your hands fly to his abs, almost pushing him back, overwhelmed by the intensity.

Overwhelmed, but so enraptured. Tears prick your eyes as you watch every muscle of his ripple as he works hard to fuck you this relentlessly.

"Talk to me sweetheart, how's it feel?" He asks, voice strained and unsteady.

"Feels- so- fuckin- good- Daddy." You all but sob, blinking the tears from your eyes as your jaw drops.

"You're such a good little girl, you look so pretty on your back."

His words hit a nerve you didn't know you had. The filthy praise, the sounds of his hot skin slapping yours with each thrust, the crushing grip he has on you, it's all awakening something deep in your chest. More, you need more.

"M-more- fuck- please give me more- I'm so close." Is all you can manage as the tears start to fall, wetting your rosey cheeks.

"Shit- give it to me baby, let go, I'll fuck you through it, just let go." He eggs you on. One of his arms shifts to hook your knee over his elbow as he sets the other beside your head to brace himself.

As soon as he releases that one leg, bending the other up even more as his thumb gets to work drawing figure eights on your clit, it's fucking over. You shiver and sob and claw. The most spectacular sensation you've ever felt takes over your entire body.

It captures every inch of your skin, wrapping it in velvety ecstasy. Your nerves shatter like glass, sending shards of pleasure flying in every direction. You can feel it up your spin, in the backs of your legs, and deep down in your chest.

Your body goes limp as your walls pulse around him, and he sure does fuck you through it. Your head flops back as you take it all, cherishing every sharp hit to your abused cervix.

"Gimme one more princess, I'm almost there." He moans, pulling your brain out of its stew.

You blink up at him, finally realizing how hard you're crying. As soon as you make eye contact, your heart nearly flies out of your ribcage. He's so fucking beautiful. Brows drawn together in a look of pure determination, skin dewy and flushed, bright ruby eyes looking at you like you hung the stars.

"I love you- fuck Kiri- I love you, I love you, I love you." You babble, hands sliding up tangle in the hair at the back of his head.

His eyes flutter at the sensation, nearly rolling back into his head. Kirishima is a slut for gentle touches like that, a trait that makes your heart go all gooey.

"I love you so much more angel." He sighs, eyes full of fondness and what you can only describe as home.

He's still fucking going. Pounding into you just as before, and your cunt is somehow taking it so well. You feel made for him, nobody else.

"Poor baby." He says as he brings a hand up to your cheek to wipe some tears.

The slight mocking tone sets a fire in your belly, another feeling to add to the endless list of things you're learning about yourself tonight.

"Did Daddy fuck you too good? Can't help but fuckin' cry about it?" His voice is back to straining, shoulders drawing up again, like he's trying to hold back.

Oh hell no.

"Y- yes Daddy, fucked me so good, you ruined this little pussy." You shock yourself with the vulgarity of your words, almost embarrassed by it. It's short lived though, given the way Kiri huffs out a gorgeous, "oh fuck", as he buckels down on his thrust even more.

The sparks start to fire again as your nerves wind back up, not even fully recovered from your last orgasm.

The hand on your cheek twitches down, but halts once his thumb presses into your jaw. It all clicks when he looks into your eyes, a silent plea in them.

You don't waste a single second, nodding frantically as you seize his wrist. You bring his hand down so he can rest his palm against your throat.

"Please, I want it." You beg with a pathetic voice, sniffling at the end as more tears fall when you feel your walls start to contract again.

He looks almost relieved, eyebrows relaxing on his scrunched face as his shoulders drop. He tentatively presses his large thumb into your pulse before speaking with a harsh, authoritative voice. His hips slow only slightly, more rolling than thrusting now, but still just as deep, still just as jolting.

"If it's too much, at any point, you tap me three times, let me see you do it."

You offer three pats against the forearm of the hand on your throat, gazing up at him with pleading eyes, desperate for approval. Obviously, you've never done anything like this. Nothing even close, but with Kiri looking at you like you're made of porcelain, you'd trust him enough to try anything.

"Good fuckin' girl." His voice drops, a powerful, deep rumble as his hips start to work up speed again.

The hand teasing your throat starts to tighten, but not how you expect. There's little to no pressure on your actual throat, most of it is on the sides. His grip cuts off the blood flow enough to give you a wonderful, delirious feeling in your head. Your whole body reacts to the exhilarating sensation. You can't help but let out a strangled moan once Kiri reaches his previous pace once again.

He fucks into you so intently, chasing his own release now. Your muscles start to seize again, walls twitching as you moan out nonsense praises below him.

"Little baby likes bein' choked, huh?" He taunts, releasing his grip just enough for your head to fill up with clarity again.

Then it clicks, he's allowing you to respond, he wants you to.

"I do, I fuckin' love it." You assure him, your voice doesn't even sound like you anymore. All whiney and wanton, full of lust and desperation. That greedy feeling scratches at your insides again. It fills your chest with white hot need for something rougher, nastier, more shameful.

"Be mean to me, Daddy, make me your bitch."

It all happens so incredibly fast. Suddenly, Kiri fucking growls down at you as he rips himself from your overworked hole. The absence of his massive length makes you cry out, you want to argue but your words are stolen from you by his next move. His hands are on your waist in the blink of an eye. He flips you onto your stomach, the speed of the rotation makes you instantly dizzy.

He straddles the backs of your thighs. Rough, selfish hands slide up the backs of your thighs. He gathers the fat of your ass in his palms and squeezes, letting out a low chuckle when you jump at the harsh feeling.

"So, you wanna be my bitch?" He asks, the tone of his voice sends a chill down your spine. He sounds almost… sadistic?

You don't get a chance to answer before his palm cracks across your ass cheek.

You yelp and whip your head around to give him a pouting look as you wipe more of your tears. The sight of him makes your dripping pussy clench around nothing.

He's sat back on your thighs, almost lazily. He isn't truly sitting on you, though, he would absolutely crush you. He's just braced over you, one hand stroking his glistening cock as the other kneads as your plush ass.

You just nod as your hands stretch out in front of you, grasping at the pillows, the sheets, the headboard, anything you can get a hold of.

His eyes are wild, strands of scarlet hair stick to his forehead with sweat. His stunning, chiseled muscles all flex as he pumps himself. Seeing him like this, it hits that rebellious nerve. There's no such thing as first time nerves now, your Kirishima's bitch, and that's all you want to be.

"Please, give it to me Big Daddy." You bat your eyelashes and bring your thumb to your mouth so you can bite down on it.

His hand freezes, body rigid with what must be shock. The hand on your ass slides up your back at a torturous pace. Buzzing anticipation settles in your gut as he leans down so he can spread his finger through the hair at the back of your head. Gathering a handful, he tightens his grip so he can crank your head back.

The bite at your scalp distracts you just long enough for him to press his broad tip against your quivering hole again.

"You think you're cute, don't you?" He says, low and dangerous.

You just blink at him, brain firing wildly to try and process every new addiction you're developing. Slowly, cautiously, you shake your head.

"Oh but baby…" He leans down even more so he can press his lips under your ear.

"You are. You think you can say something like that and get away with it. It's adorable." As he talks, he presses his length into you. You would think that after being fucked for so long that your hole would have been more prepared for him. You're so fucking wrong. The stretch is just like it was when he first put it in, but this time you're so ready for it, you welcome it.

"When you talk like that, you're gonna get your shit rocked." He mumbles against your ear.

You feel his hands at your hips, then you feel him hoist you up so your ass is in the air and your face is in the pillows. Then, all you feel is a shockwave of pleasure as he rams into you from behind. Within seconds, he has you squirming and screaming as he decimates your cunt over and over again.

The hand buried in your hair pulls your head to the side so you can moan out into the air instead of into the pillows.

"What are you?" He asks, the hand that isn't in your hair snakes around your waist so he can bring your torso up and press your back against his chest.

The action has you reeling, because your knees lift off the bed in order for you to be high enough to be fucked in this position. That's not a problem for Kiri though, he easily holds you up with the arm around your waist. Your legs dangle as he falls forward, other hand leaving hair so he can brace on the headboard.

"Daddy asked you a question." He pants against your ear. Hips still snapping into you impossibly fast.

"I'm your bitch- fucking hell- I'm your little bitch." You cry out, tears falling as one arm flies to hold the back of his neck as the other grabs at the arm around your waist.

His fingers bite your side as he sinks his teeth into your shoulder. He moans as he soothes the mark with his hot tongue.

"That's right, you like it don't you? You like bein' a little cry baby for this fucking cock. Don't you baby?" His words are dripping with the most sinful tone, even without any attention to your clit, your cunt starts to dance around him once again. Just his voice, his voice and his nasty praises are enough to start another fucking orgasm.

"Oh I fuckin felt that- You really do want me to be mean, huh?"

"Please- oh fuck- please, Daddy, please!" You sob.

"'Please, Daddy, please.'" He says with a mocking tone, "I told you to use your words, brat." That does it, "brat", something clicks within you. It fills you with a sticky, sweet feeling. It's something more intriguing than anything else you've felt. Whatever the feeling is, you're absolutely starving for more of it.

"Use me, please, use my little hole, let me feel you cum." You finally conjure a reply, digging it up from your newly found well of obscene phrases.

"Shit, princess, I'm gonna- fuck-"

Your filthy words seem to be enough to send him into a frenzy. Again his hands are on your waist, pulling out just long enough to flip you onto your back before he plunges back into you after your back hits the mattress.

He's so rough and fast now, all desperate, harsh hands as he fucks and fucks and fucks.

"Look at me, fucking look at me." He grabs your jaw, eyes full of feral desire.

"I'm gonna fill you up, you're gonna take all of it aren't you? 'Cause you're a good little slut." He commands before letting his other hand fly to your clit as you nod and stutter out promises that you'll do as he says.

As soon as his fingers start rubbing, your body seizes. Your eyes stay on his, nails scratching down his back as you cry and shake and writhe.

"That's it- fuck yeah- that pussy's gonna make me cum- you're gonna make me fuckin' cum- SHIT!" His voice breaks at the end, a crackling shout as his hips falter and he sinks all the way into your silky walls.

Your eyes stay locked on each other's, he drops his forehead onto yours. The hand grasping your jaw moves to cup your face, his other hand coming up to mirror it so he can cradle your head.

This orgasm is much softer than the others, all fuzzy and warm as it oozes through your limbs. Kiri rolls his hips into you as his cock spits hot cum deep inside of you. You both shutter and moan, hands loosening you finally feel him fill you up. Something you should have probably expected, is just how much he cums. He pulses again and again and again as your walls massage him. He fills you so much that he leaks out around himself, inevitably ruining the sheets beneath you both.

The feeling is foreign, briefly uncomfortable, but it quickly becomes a comfort. As your bodies calm, his hips still with one final gush into you. His thumbs rub your cheeks, wiping the remaining tears.

"You ok?" He asks with a scratchy, tender voice.

"Perfect, baby, that was perfect." You sigh as you pull him down for a kiss.

It's slow and feather soft, your lips work so reverently against each other, thankful for everything you've both shared.

He inches his hips back so he can pull his softening length out of you. Both of you shiver once he's all the way out, then you feel the mess he made inside you spill onto the bed.

"I should probably go get cleaned up…" You say as your cheeks heat, not at all prepared for what happens after something so intense.

He just looks at you like you're growing a second head.

"Princess, I'm gonna take care of that." He assures you.

Before you can argue, he's got you scooped up into his arms. He carries you off to the bathroom, completely abandoning the wreck you've left on your bed. You wrap your legs around his waist the best you can and bury your face into his neck. You feel strangely dependent and needy. You suppose that must be normal after something like that.

Once you're in the bathroom, he steps into the shower. He secures you with one arm around your waist so he can flip the water on with the other.

You try to ease yourself down from him, but the second you move your legs you're made aware of the powerful ache in your center. Standing might not be an option right now, or tomorrow.

"I gotcha, baby, don't worry." He says before kissing your temple.

You don't answer, just hold onto him nuzzle into his strong chest.

The shower is filled with gentle kisses and an abundance of sugary words. He tells you how well you did, thanks you for trusting him, kisses the parts that hurt. He makes you feel so explicitly loved, so abundantly cherished. It feels your heart with syrupy fondness. It's all so blurry, but all so distinct. Every soothing touch as he washes you lures you further and further into a state of complete relaxation. He puts lotion all over you afterwards, making sure he's careful with the tender spots. Soon you're wrapped in a plush towel, perched on the counter as he combs your damp hair.

You let out a long sigh at the cathartic feeling, then lean forward to kiss collar bone. You rest your chin on his chest and look up at him. You snake your arms around his waist and pull his huge frame between your legs. He sets the comb down before bringing his hands up to hold the sides of your head.

"You're my sweet girl, you know that right?" He says, his voice barely above a whisper.

You nod and give him a soft "mhm" as you press your lips into the opposite collar bone.

"Words please?" He asks, gentle and guiding.

Your brain is still so incredibly foggy, you're having a horrible time trying to scrounge up any coherent phrases.

One of his hands slides down the side of your face until it settles under your jaw, with the pad of his thumb against your chin and his index finger under your jaw, he tilts your head up so you have to meet his eyes.

"What are you?" His eyebrows raise slightly, eyes full of adoration.

"I'm your sweet girl." You somehow manage the admission with a hoarse voice.

"Perfect, don't ever forget that." He kisses the top of your head then, breathing in as he pulls you against him even more.

You love Kirishima, and he loves you. You both feel it in your bones. He has all of you now, and you feel like you have all of him. Regardless of past sexual experience, you've both given each other something new to cherish and learn about.

"Let's get you to bed." He says before attempting to scoop you up again.

"Uh- Kiri?" You say, pressing your hands to his chest to stop him.

"Hm?"

"I'm kinda hungry…" You admit, suddenly aware of the gnawing in your belly.

He looks down at you for a brief second, an amazed look dances in his eyes before he throws his head back to let out a rich laugh.

"Burgers, and then bed?" He asks fondly, head tilting down to kiss your forehead.

"Oh fuck yeah." You say excitedly, the promise of a big nasty burger makes you giddy.

It's not long before you're sat next to Kiri at a booth in your favorite burger joint. One heavy arm draped over your shoulders, the other holding a massive cheeseburger. You sit comfortably dressed in one of his hoodies, it falls all the way to your knees, drowning your body in fabric that smells like him.

He takes one, huge, messy bite out of his burger. Lettuce and condiments flops onto his plate as you carefully bite your own.

"You're an animal." You giggle up at him.

He considers your statement as he chews, then leans down next to your ear once he's swallowed.

"You like it." He whispers.

Your spine goes rigid and blush heats your cheeks. Of course nobody heard, only a few others out at this hour, but you can't help but glance around the diner to make sure.

You slap his arm and pout up at him.

"That's not fair." You protest, but you can't help the smile that spreads when you see him beaming at you with all his pointy teeth on display.

The rest of the night is spent full of laughter and teasing over milkshakes. You eventually wind up back home, tangled in bed together. After a change of bedding of course. You press yourself into Kirishima as much as you possibly can, though you'd both be content to melt into each other if it were possible. As you drift off, you thank your lucky stars for the man holding you, for the safety he provides, for such a dazzling first time. You're glad you waited, you'd do it again, you'd do it forever if it meant you could share it with Kirishima.

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plentyoffandoms · 3 years

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Video Camera (18+)

Jon Moxley x f/Reader

Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts.

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Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

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Summary: Jon told his girlfriend f/Reader about Eddie & his photos. The Reader & Jon start to film themselves, which was fine until Jon lost his phone.

Story about Eddie: Polaroid Picture (18+)

Jon Moxley's POV:

That day I found Eddie literally tearing up the locker room to find his bag with those photos of him and his girlfriend, all I could think was how could he have been so stupid?

How could he let them out of his site? Was it so hard to keep them safe? He was very lucky that his girlfriend had his bag because if someone else found it, those photos would of been all over the Internet.

But they did give me a wonderful, great idea which I told my girlfriend Y/N about.

First I told her what happened with Eddie and after she calmed down from laughter, I suggested doing this same thing.

"But Jon, I know you. You will most definitely lose them and you will accidentally delete them from your phone."

"Well what do you suggest Y/N?"

"Well why not just film us since you never delete videos, but please make sure to actually put a lock on your phone."

Ever since that day, any time we have been around together, we have been making videos that have most definitely come in handy when we have been apart.

But then I did what Eddie did and I lost my phone.

And did I do the one thing that Y/N asked me to do?

Nope.

I did not put a lock on my phone. Is she going to kill me and probably withhold sex from me when I finally tell her?

Most likely.

Now I am just trying to retrace my steps in my mind as I am literally tearing apart the hotel room.

My mind was also remembering all the videos on there of the two of us and that made me want to find my phone quicker.

Because no one needs to see what we do with one another.

No one needs to see Y/N sitting on the floor, her back against the couch, me standing over top of her and me fucking her face. No one needs to see the bulge in her throat every single time I go in her mouth.

My eyes should be the only one to see her gorgeous face covered in my cum, watching as she using her fingers to clean up the mess I made and put those fingers in her mouth as she winks at the camera, moaning at the taste of me.

Or those special videos she takes for me and sends them to me when I am on the road. Like when she has that dildo I bought for her, shoved up her tight little pussy, wishing it was me. She whimpers as she she shoves it in her pussy over and over again until she finally cums.

Another one is where I have the phone positioned on the dresser so it is facing us and I am laying on my back and Y/N is riding me reverse cowgirl.

Me groping her beautiful tits and slapping her ass. Her whole body shaking has she cums, her head flung back, her eyes closed and her mouth open in a silent scream.

Or my favourite one of all. The time I fucked her ass, with a dildo in her pussy and a vibrator held against her clit. Y/N was crying from the pleasure and she even blacked out.

At this point I was now going to every place I was at since I last held my phone in my hand.

Went to the hotel gym. Nothing there and even asked the staff.

Same thing at the restaurant I went to for lunch with Tyson.

The only place would be my hotel room but it wasn't in here. I looked every where.

There was a knock on my door and I opened it to see the smiling face of Tyson.

"Hey Jon, you left this in the Uber. Sorry I am just getting it back to you know. Got busy." He was holding my phone out to me.

"Thank you Tyson. Thank you so much. I have been freaking out because I thought I lost it." I said as I took the phone from him.

"Waiting on a call from Y/N?"

"Yeah, she is probably worried sick about me." I lied through my teeth as I told him that. "Anyways, thank again."

"See you at the arena Jon." Tyson said as he waited for the elevator.

"Oh, what time should I be there for? I asked him as he waited.

"Around five." The elevator doors opened and he walked in.

"Oh and Jon?"

"Yeah Tyson?"

"Put a lock on your phone. Watched an interesting video of the two of you." The doors closed on his laughing face.

I am going to kill him, oh yes I will.

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discopig · 3 years

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That Other Girl (Thomas Shelby x Reader) [Part 3/3]

Part 1 | Part 2

Warnings: swearing

Word Count: 2,244

It had been a week since your argument with Tommy, and you hated admitting it, but you missed him. As much as Tommy was a busy man, and a lot of your time spent with him involved him doing some sort of work while you kept him company, you still spent every day together, and this was the longest you’d ever been without speaking to each other throughout your 6 year relationship, and it was hitting you hard. You found that time moved extremely slow, and seeing as you weren’t on good terms with Tommy, you didn’t really get the chance to hang around the Shelby household, so the loneliness was starting to become overbearing.

You decided to distract yourself by going back in to work at the Garrison, and as much as you would have liked to avoid Grace and Tommy for as long as possible, you still had bills to pay and didn’t like the idea of the customers you’d grown to know over the years, getting used to Grace and you not being there. She had already turned Tommy into an idiot, you weren’t going to let her stop your earnings as well.

You walked into the Garrison to find Harry behind the bar polishing the glasses, Grace nowhere to be seen.

“Well look who it is” Harry smiled at you, “ready to get back to work eh?”

You couldn’t help the smile forming on your face as you’d missed Harry and work

“You bet I am, my ankle’s not all there yet but I’ll take it easy”

You joined him behind the bar and started sorting out the liquor bottles that were all over the place from the previous night. You had been working for about half an hour when the door to the Garrison opened and Grace walked in, her eyes going solemn as she spotted you.

“You’re back to work I see” she spoke, tying her apron and joining you behind the bar

You wanted to pull her hair out, but you figured it wasn’t her fault Tommy had taken an interest to her, especially as she’s knew to Birmingham and might not have known of your relationship, but you still didn’t like her as you couldn’t shake off your suspicions of her having something to do with that copper

“Yes I am, slowly trying to get back into it, my ankle really screwed with the balance of things”, you could tell she wasn’t really paying attention to you.

“Thomas talked about you, you know?”, you went rigid at the sound of Tommy’s name, especially coming from her mouth, “He hasn’t been doing good without you, shows up every evening and drinks bottle after bottle. Had to lock him out once, he almost broke the door down” she rolled her eyes at the thought.

You felt worry creep up inside your veins, as angry as you were at Tommy, you still cared for him and couldn’t find it within you to throw away years of your feelings from him because of your argument, but when you looked up from the bottle you were holding, at Grace, the worry seemed to fade away as you realised he had just been spending time with her while you hadn’t heard from him

“He tell you what happened?” You asked, wanting to know just how much he might’ve shared

“No he didn’t tell me anything, just said you two had a fight, lots of rambling about how he was gonna lose you, how he fucked up. I felt sorry for him but then I figured I don’t know what he did, and maybe he deserves whatever’s going through his head”

You nodded slowly at her words

“He came by a lot when you were out with your ankle”

“What did you talk about?” You had assumed that if Tommy refused to tell you, maybe she would

“About life I guess, I’d tell him about my life back in Ireland and he’d tell me about all sorts, ranting about work, his brothers, nightmares” she replied, “he spoke a bit about you, your family” she stated the last part with an edge of disgust, you sat in silence, lost in her words, “I don’t think you’re good for him”, you snapped out of your daze.

“Excuse me?” You asked, astonished

“You and your little posh family, you’re not like him, your roots are different and I can tell he’s getting tired of it.” You almost had to hold your jaw shut to stop it from dropping to the floor. What was it with people bringing up your family? You had been in Birmingham for years, and most people wouldn’t be able to tell you were any different from those born and raised in the city, if not for your slightly differing accent.

You were frustrated she brought up your family as Tommy had yesterday, but then it clicked that she must’ve been the one to feed him all those ideas about you being some posh brat while Tommy was shit-faced drunk, and you were pissed. Not only at her, but at Tommy as well for being stupid enough to even acknowledge anything she said about you

“Listen here you freak”, you glared at her “I don’t know what you’re doing in this city, and why you think you have the right to speak on who I am and my relationship, but you best believe I will find out, and when I do, I’ll have no issue kicking you out myself. First out of my bar, and then out of my fuckin’ city, you hear me? I’d kick you out right now if I could” you spat.

Grace stood there silent, and you returned to sorting out the bottles, trying to control your anger and not knock Grace out with a bottle of very expensive whiskey

You had decided you’d had enough of being lonely, and dragged John out of the house to go to the new museum that had opened a few weeks back. John wasn’t thrilled, museums not being his thing, but he was happy to spend time with you, cracking his highly inappropriate jokes every 2 seconds.

“Tommy’s been doing horrible you know that angel?”

You couldn’t help but scoff at his words

“Please no Tommy talk for today, I just want to enjoy the museum.” You tried to brush him off, but you couldn’t help but worry for Tommy.

You were strolling around the museum, John’s arm lazily thrown over your shoulder, looking at different paintings and sculptures, when you spotted a familiar head of blonde hair in front of you, standing next to a man. You quickly pushed John behind the wall next to you, and slightly peaked your head out to spy on her

“Psst, John, who’s that man standing next to Grace?” You had never seen him before, and your first thought was her father, but then you remembered what she told you about him

John peaked his head out above you, and squinted his eyes to get a better look at the man, who as if on queue turned his head back to look around the museum suspiciously, as though he was searching the area, forcing you and John to quickly fall back behind the wall to hide yourselves

“Holy shit” John whispered, taking his hat off and running his fingers through his hair, his expression a mix of being deep in thought, and being dumbfounded

“What? What is it John?” You asked, eyes jumping all over his face trying to make sense of the situation

“That’s the copper. Campbell.”

You were sitting next to John at a family meeting, Tommy’s eyes boring into you as you avoided his gaze. It was the first time you’d seen him since your argument, as he’d seemingly been avoiding the Garrison, and consequentially, you. You were feeling a bit better about the whole situation now that your suspicions had been confirmed, but you weren’t quite ready to confront Tommy about it.

The meeting went on for a little over an hour, Tommy groggily heading it. Just as everyone was about to leave, seeing as the meeting had come to an end, John spoke up

“Y/N was right”

Everyone looked between you and John, confused

“Grace is working with Campbell.”

You saw Polly’s smug expression from the corner of your eye. Of course she knew

“What? How do you know?” Arthur asked, Tommy was still silent, a dazed look on his face

“We were at the museum”, you saw a spark of hurt in Tommy’s eyes at the mention of you and John going somewhere together while you had been away from each other, “and we saw her talking to the copper, they were all suspicious and everything Arthur, you had to have seen them, looking around the place like a pair of guilty kids hiding from their ma” John scoffed “I’m regretting giving her all those tips now...” You smacked his arm

Everyone awkwardly stared at Tommy, but his eyes were locked onto yours

It was the middle of the night when you suddenly heard banging on your front door, waking you up from your peaceful slumber. You groggily trudged towards the door, as you rubbed your eyes to try and keep yourself awake, however all the energy seemed to rush back into your body when you opened the door and saw Tommy standing outside, his tired blue eyes piercing into your y/e/c ones.

“Can I come in?” He croaked out

You didn’t know if it was the hour of the night, or the sight of him, tired, at the door, but you didn’t have it in you to send him away, so you stepped to the side to let him in, his eyes roaming over your apartment as though he was there for the first time, even though it was basically his second home.

“Would you like some tea?” You asked, worried he might be cold from standing outside

“Yes please”

You led him to your kitchen where he sat on one of your dining room chairs, you noticed he sat in the same one he always sits in, right opposite the stove, so he could watch you cook. You boiled the tea in silence, before pouring it into the mug he had brought over once and never taken back. It was a simple white mug that Finn had scribbled on with crayon when he was smaller, the crayon never seeming to wash off no matter how many times you scrubbed the mug. The both of you sat in silence, sipping your tea until Tommy spoke up

“I’m sorry Y/N” He looked at you with sorry eyes

“Thomas...” You began

“Please don’t call me that” He pleaded

“But it’s your name. What am I supposed to call you?”

“Tommy. I’m Tommy. You always call me Tommy, don’t change that.”

You stared down into your mug, not being able to meet his eye

“I fucked up Y/N, I was in a bad place and I know it’s no excuse but I was so tired and it just seemed so easy to walk in there and fill my system with as much alcohol as possible”

“You believed what she said about me being some stuck up cunt, you didn’t listen to me when I told you she wasn’t to be trusted” as angry as you were, you were mostly sad. Sad your relationship with Tommy had come to this point

“I know Y/N, and I know I fucked up and I know I made a huge mistake I’ll never forgive myself for, but I love you, I love you so much and I can’t live without you. Just this one week without you has broken me and you don’t know how much it hurt me to see you and not be able to hold you, not have you by my side. To know that I wronged you.”

You were staring into his eyes, trying your hardest not to cry

“You’re only saying this because John confirmed she was working for the copper...” you meekly replied, not believing your own words

“No. I was going to speak to you after the meeting because I’d finally gotten the chance to see you. That other girl hadn’t even crossed my mind once”, his voice was firm and you could tell he was determined to have you forgive him

“Tommy... I don’t-”

“Y/N please, give me another chance, I don’t want to lose you because of something so stupid, because I’m so stupid. Please Y/N I can’t live without you” You noticed a tear run down his cheek and struggled to control your own emotions. You loved him and it broke your heart to see him so upset.

You got up from your seat, panic glossing over Tommy’s eyes before you walked up to him and hugged him, his head resting on your stomach with your arms holding his head close to you

“It’s okay, I forgive you, just don’t cry, please. It doesn’t suit you” You smiled down at him, your hand holding the side of his face as you used your thumb to wipe away the tear on his cheek, Tommy leaning into your touch

“And you really are stupid”, you half cried, half laughed “promise me you’ll never do that again” you held out your pink to him

He smiled up at you and took your pinky with his own

“I promise.”

AAAAAAH this is the end guys! I decided to give it a happy ending because fuck it why not! This is my first completed series and I really hope you guys enjoyed it. I went a bit crazy with the ending and I hope it’s not too cringe or disappointing, I just couldn’t stop myself. I was thinking about making a version where the reader ends up with John instead (because I love John), so let me know if you would be interested in that

Requested tags: @namelesslosers

#cillian murphy x reader #Cillian murphy fanfic #thomas shelby x reader #thomas shelby fanfic #thomas shelby imagine #tommy shelby x reader #peaky blinder imagine #peaky blinders fanfic #peaky blinder fanfic #peaky blinder x reader #peaky blinders imagine

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1-800-sope · 3 years

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Tag, You’re It (M)

paring: Jungkook x reader

rating: M

Gener: Yandere

Warnings : Kidnapping

Summery: They always say it’s someone you know, someone that you are close to that turns out to be a psycho freak, you just weren't expecting it to be your hot innocent next door neighbor.

Inspired by Tag, You’re It by queen mel <3

BTS Masterlist

“Looking at me through your window

“Boy, you had your eye for a little”

“Hi Y/n.” Jungkook, your friendly neighbor shouted from across the yard as he spotted you. “Good afternoon Jungook, How are you?” You shouted back mirroring his smile. “I’m doing good just got done with some grocery shopping.” Jungkook responded displaying the plastic bags he was holding in his arms.

With that you let out a groan as you inserted your key in the lock. “That reminds me, I have to do some shopping of my own.” A chuckle escaped from jungkook.

“I’ll cut you up and make you dinner

You’ve reached the end, you are the winner.”

“Say if you don’t have food, I hope i’m not overstepping but why don’t you come over for dinner tonight.” Jungkook asked innocently, biting his lip as he eyed you from the sided. You focused on opening your front door trying to ignore the pounding in your chest. “As much as I would enjoy that Mr. Jeon, I have some homework to get to tonight.” You said as you looked up at him. Your door was now unlocked but you didn’t want to go inside, not yet at least. You wanted to savor this moment with your overly extremely hot next door neighbor.

Jungkook nodded his head as he went to open his own front door. “Well I wish you all the luck on that homework, but just know my offer still stands.” To anyone that would have seem like an innocent invitation, to YOU it was an innocent invitation. but to Jungkook it was far from innocent.

“Rolling down your tinted window

Driving next to me real slow, he said”

Jogging through the neighborhood was one of the things you did every morning five days out of the week. You would jog around the block two times, stop by Mrs. Kim’s daughters lemonade stand grab a drink and continue. It was all apart of the routine.

But having a suspicious black BMW slow down as it turned down the street you were making your way down was not apart of the rutie.

You were an observant girl, always aware of your surrounds, you liked to be kept on your toes never getting too comfortable, some might call you paranoid. So when you turned your head and caught site of the slowed down car you picked up your pase. But so did the car.

“Howdy Neighbor.” A familiar voice called out as the car was now next to you. “oh my god Jungkook!” You jumped back face flush with a beating heart. God this boy will give you a heart attack one day.

Jungkook looked at you with innocent eyes. “Are you alright?” He asked as you stopped and placed both of your hands on your knees, taking in deep breaths.

“Yes, you just scared the living daylights out of me that’s all.” You chuckled leaning back up whipping some sweat off of your forehead, when you make eye contact with him your face flushed.

gross and sweaty in front of the handsome neighbor way to go Y/n,

“Oh my bad I didn’t mean to.” He quickly spoke with a sincere look in his eyes. You laughed and shook your head. “It’s okay Jungkook, Just don’t drive so creepy next time.”

“Let me take you for a joyride

I’ve got some candy for you inside.”

“Say, I just got back from the store and I have some popsicles it is a hot day, would you like any?” Jungkook asked with a sweet smile that almost made you say yes right away.

You watched as the young man reached in the back of his car behind the driver's seat, you took note on how the ink on his muscular arms looked extremely good

when he pulled forward a box of popsicle you looked away not wanted to get caught drooling over him. “Thank you Jungkook.”You smiled as you watched him open the box. Your mouth instantly watered.

“Come eat it inside.” Jungkook said. You watched in confusion as he leaned over and open the car door. “Oh I really shouldn’t” feeling self conscious you took a step back.

“Nonsense, The popsicle will melt while it’s out there, and do you really wanna hold a sticky stick while you run.” He looked at you with a teasing smile.

Giving up you rolled your eyes and got into the car. “that’s a good girl.” Jungkook said as you shut the door face now more flushed than before and chest pounding that you pray to the gods he can’t hear it.

‘What flavor do you want?” He asked dismissing the comment he just made. You on the other hand had the words still repeating in your head. Another puls feeling shot through you but this one was not in your chest.

“Is there Orange.” You mastered to ask as you let out an awkward cough hoping he just thinks your flustered state is from the morning run. “Let me take a look.” He mumbled digging through the box.

“If not cherry is fine, you know i’m okay with any flavor except grape. the grape ones-” “taste like medicine” You and Jungkook said at the same time. You nodded. “You're in luck missy, I found an orange.” He playfully smirked holding up the orange flavored popsicle.

It’s been four weeks since your encounter with Mr. Hottie neighbor and you were thankful for that. Yes Jungkook was nice company but you won’t be able to go another minute with your heart going crazy like it was going to blast out of your chest.

It was currently 1:30 am and you were laying on your living room couch trying to finish up your thesis statement for one of your college courses, that when the third rumble of your stomach hit and you got fed up.

grabbing your car keys and throwing a jacked over your tank top you made your way out the door and to your car. One of the perks of being a college kid is being broke, ordering takeout for three weeks straight really put a dent in your pocket.

starting your car up you drove to the nearest corner store that was open.

pulling into the parking lot you failed to notice how it was almost empty except for wo other cars.

stepping out you didn’t bother to lock your car door the goal of getting in and getting out was the on thing that filled your mind.

“Running through the parking lot

he chased me and he wouldn't stop”

Once you were done paying you quickly grabbed your bag and pushed open the door, the cold air greeting you in the procese sent a shiver down your spine. was it worth it to go out in your pajama shorts and a tank top, looking around you took in how dark it was. no it wasn’t.

quickly opening your car door you placed the bag next to you and the keys inside. taking a peaky through the rear view mirror. That’s when you saw it

There was a person in the backseat of your car but before you could let out a bloody scream they placed the a white cloth over your mouth.

Now you were fully regretting going out tonight.

Not taking in a deep breath you reached your hand out to the cup holder next to you grabbing the paper spry you through your arm back and pressed down on it, the attacker cussed and moved their hand.

not wasting a minute you got out the car and did what anyone in their right mind would do. You ran. you heard the car door slam shut and you knew they got out too the fast footsteps that started to follow you proved it. but you didn’t stop, you didn’t look back.

“Grab my hand, pushed me down

took the words right out my mouth”

You felt the hands on you, the force pushed you to the ground as a hand went clasping around your mouth muffling your scram, a muscular arm wrapped around your waist bringing you back up.

This was not happening, You were not done for. You couldn't wouldn't except this faith and that's why you did everything your self defense classes taught you. You slammed your foot on this psycho’s toes and he released you again with a cuss.

if you would have listened. you would have noticed that the voice sounded oddly familiar.

but before you can even get one step away something hard came in contact with the side of your head sending you straight to the gourd.

your blurry vision filled with large black boots and then you lost consciousness.

You slowly opened your eyes, gretted to a dim light and a room with four walls, no windows in sight. just a door. panic rushed through your body and you tried to move that’s when you noticed you were hanging.

A thick rope wrapped around your wrist was hanging you up from the ceiling nothing was supporting your feet.

“Enie meenie miny mo”

A voice was heard from behind you, it made your heart stop.

“Get your lady by her toes”

You felt something brush against your ankle and you let out a piercing scream. The sinister sound turned into a child like giggle.

“If she screams, don’t let her go” it sung.

A choked sob escaped you as the tears started to run down your face. “Whyy why why why.” You whispered to weak to speak.

“Shhh shhh, it’s okay love.” The voice cooed as a hand was gently brushing down the side of your head.

The presence of your abductor finally showed itself, they were now standing in front of you holding those familiar innocent doe like eyes.

“J-Jungkook?”

“Howdy neighbor.”

#yandere bts #yandere jungkook #jungkook x reader #bts x reader #yandere jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook x reader

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cocosstories · 3 years

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Pete Davidson One Shot

Request: how about one with Pete Davidson and the reader where she gets pregnant very unexpectedly and is not happy at all, and Pete gets mad/upset over her reaction since he wants the baby? It can end with them making up of course and embracing the idea of motherhood! But you can end it how you like :) 💜

I was watching dumbo and now it’s got me all 🥺 lol was wondering if you could do a one shot with Pete or whoever you want where the reader sings the song baby mine to their child and then whoever is just in complete awe over what an amazing mom the reader is and it’s just super fluffy? 🥰

You and Pete bathing your newborn baby for the first time

You were crying when your boyfriend Pete got to your apartment.

He walked in and immediately ran to your side, pulling you onto his lap.

"Babe, what's wrong? What happened?"

Pete asks, rubbing your back to help you calm down.

"I'm pregnant."

You say in an almost whisper.

The room was quiet for what seemed like hours until Pete finally speaks.

"That's amazing! We're going to have a baby!"

He says excitedly, his face dropping when you start to cry again.

"Wait, what's wrong? This is a good thing right?"

He asks, moving you back off his lap to the couch.

"A good thing? Pete, I'm not ready to have a baby. We aren't ready to have a baby. We haven't even been together for a year yet! How is this a good thing?"

You ask, not really understanding how he sees the current predicament as a positive.

"So, you what? You don't want to have the baby then? You would really do that, Y/N? Get rid of our kid?"

You flinch at his words.

"I don't know but I sure as hell am not going to throw a fucking party."

You get up and head to your bedroom, slamming and locking the door behind you.

A few minutes later, you hear the front door slam and throw yourself down on your bed.

Weeks pass and you and Pete have hardly even spoken since that day.

'Can we talk?'

You finally text him one day.

'About what?'

You sigh, knowing he was still pissed.

Instead of getting nasty with him, you decide to send him a picture of your latest ultrasound.

'This'

You text back and almost immediately, your phone begins to ring.

"Is that..."

"Our baby. Yeah. She's getting pretty big. Really healthy."

You confirm, placing a hand on your growing bump.

"I'm coming over."

Pete says before hanging up the phone, showing up at your apartment half an hour later.

You open the door and his eyes immediately fall to your stomach.

"Look, I know that I freaked out. I know I hurt you when I said I didn't want a baby. That I wasn't ready for it and I honestly still am not but we made this baby. She's our daughter and ready or not, she will be here in a few months."

You say, before he can speak.

Pete pulls you into his arms, carefully of your belly and holds you.

"Thank you."

He says, the raw emotion in his voice.

Nearly five months later, you and Pete moved past all of the drama and were now in a great place.

You gave up your apartment and moved in with him just before your baby girl was born.

She was absolutely perfect and beautiful and despite the feelings of terror you had when you were first pregnant, you were so happy you changed your mind and embraced the idea of motherhood.

Two days after she was born, you and Pete brought her home and even though you were exhausted, you couldn't help but be so happy.

"I think its time for someone's first bath."

You say as you take the tiny baby girl from her daddy.

"You want some help?"

He asks and you shake your head with a smile.

"No, thank you baby. We've got this."

You take the baby into the bathroom where the small tub was set up in the sink and carefully fill it with water before getting her undressed and setting her in it.

She begins to fuss a bit and you start to sing to her while you carefully wash her.

'Baby mine, don't you cry

Baby mine, dry your eyes

Rest your head close to my heart

Never to part, baby of mine

Little one when you play

Don't you mind what you say

Let those eyes sparkle and shine

Never a tear, baby of mine

If they knew sweet little you

They'd end up loving you too

All those same people who scold you

What they'd give just for

The right to hold you

From your head to your toes

You're not much, goodness knows

But you're so precious to me

Cute as can be, baby of mine'

Pete watches from the doorway happily.

"See baby, all better."

You coo to her once she is all clean and wrapped in a towel.

"Here, daddy will get you dressed for bed."

He says as you hand her off.

"We really did make a beautiful baby huh?"

You say as you sit on the bed while Pete puts pajamas on the baby.

"We really did."

He smiles, leaning down to give her a sweet kiss before he picks her up and she cuddles on his chest.

#Pete Davidson one shot #Dad! Pete Davidson #Pete Davidson x reader #Pete Davidson #Cocos stories

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hangovercurse · 3 years

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The Things We Can’t Tell Pete About

Pete invites you to meet his friends from The Dirt and makes you promise not to flirt with any of them, which is a lot easier said than done, especially when Colson Baker acts like that.

Request: “Hey so I love all your writing and I just thought you should know that! But also I’d your requests are on still would you mind writing a youre Pete’s little sister but kells got a crush xx”

Colson x reader

Warnings: Drug use, Cursing

A/N: I know, Dom (Yungblud) wrote the song, but also I am the writer and I say that Y/N wrote it :) Anyways, enjoy. This is only part 1 of what is probably going to be a fun, cute lil series. Also thank you to the anon who sent this! You made my day(s)

Word Count: 2411

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New York was lonely without your brother. He had been filming in New Orleans for the past three months, leaving you alone. You had some friends, but Pete was your best friend. You were only eight months younger than him and practically attached at the hip. You supposed going through trauma together would do that to people.

He facetimed you all the time from set, updating you on things in his life, showing you cool stuff from the set, and introducing you to his castmates. You had kept him updated on your music, playing him demos of songs you were writing and getting his opinion on them.

Him being away wasn’t the worst thing in the world, but it definitely sucked for you. So, when Pete texted you that he was having a few friends from the movie over the night he got back, you were ecstatic.

Before you left your apartment to walk to his, he texted you.

You’re not allowed to flirt with any of my friends

You rolled your eyes as you locked your door, preparing a response.

I’ll try my best

Your phone buzzed seconds later.

I’m serious. I don’t trust any of them with you.

And I don’t need that kind of awkwardness in my life

Like if you date one of my friends and it goes badly

I don’t wanna deal with that shit

You chuckled at his chain of texts.

Don’t flirt with your friends because they’re dicks, got it

Don’t worry bro, I know the sibling code

You came to find out that that was a lot easier said than done. When you walked into his place, everyone in the room turned to look at you. You recognized most of them from your facetimes with Pete, but you doubted they remembered who you were. One who did remember you was Colson, Pete’s new best friend. He made eye contact with you from across the room, a sly grin on his lips. You sent him a small smile, Pete’s text running through your head briefly.

You found your brother lounging on the couch, a huge grin on his face. He was definitely tripping on mushrooms. “Y/N!” He yelled. “This is my baby sister, everyone.”

You rolled your eyes, walking further into the room, grabbing a drink from the cooler, and taking an empty seat on the opposite couch. “I’m less than a year younger than you, Pete.”

You heard a snicker from the one of the guys, looking over to see Colson covering up the smile on his face. “But you’re still younger than me so it counts.”

Everyone went back to their own conversations, which you were thankful for. “Y/N, you remember Colson, right?” Pete motioned to the blond guy.

“Yeah.” You nodded, looking him up and down. His muscle tank exposed the sleeves of tattoos, which seemed to cover every inch of his skin. “Your hair was different, but yeah I remember you.” You opened the beer on the coffee table, taking a swig.

“You’re the musician, right?” He asked you, leaning back onto the couch.

You nodded, “Aspiring musician but, yeah.”

“Oh, she’s great. You should hear her sometime.” Pete butted in, grinning like an idiot at you.

You rolled your eyes but had a smile on your face. “I work primarily as a songwriter and editor right now, but I’m trying to work on putting out some of my own stuff.”

You felt a little intimidated talking to Machine Gun Kelly about music, seeing as he was one of the best in the industry, but he seemed to be genuinely interested in your work. “Well, if you ever want some help or someone to listen to it, I’d be willing.” He flashed a smile, his bright blue eyes sparkling.

“Thanks, that’s really cool of you.” You bit your lip slightly, trying to hide the fact that you were totally breaking Pete’s rule.

Pete sent a glare your way to which you raised your eyebrow. You weren’t really flirting; you were just… making connections. “Anyways,” he cleared his throat, “I’ve been working on this sketch idea, Y/N, and I need your opinion.”

You nodded, letting him talk. “So, I was thinking like, there’s this guy with posters all over his wall. Like life size posters of a bunch of different people. And he falls asleep while doing homework and he dreams about them coming to life. And it plays out like one of those really bad commercials that encourage kids to stay in school and shit. Like the posters are telling him to study for his test, but then there’s this one poster that’s like, very sexy. And she’s just like, talking about hot dogs and everyone else gets really sick of it and one of the other posters tries to like, tear down her poster or something.”

Throughout his description, you got more and more confused. “Pete, that’s not funny that’s just fuckin weird.” His mouth hung open in shock. “Dude, seriously? The big punchline is the playboy poster girl talking about hot dogs until the other poster people get tired of it?”

“Yes.” Pete said, as if it were obvious. “That’s hilarious.” You glanced at Colson with a questioning look on your face. He seemed as unsure of the joke as you were.

“Pete, man, that’s not your best work.” Colson clapped him on the shoulder and you giggled at Pete’s disappointed expression.

“You guys are mean.” He pouted and you two laughed. “Ok, well, how would you make it funny?”

“I don’t know if you can, bro.” Colson’s laugh was contagious. When he laughed his whole body shook, his feet stomping and everything.

“What are the other posters?” You asked, trying to be supportive but knowing this wouldn’t turn out very good.

“Well, I was thinking maybe one is like a video game character. Like that lady from Wreck-It-Ralph. The mean one. And then like a snowboarder who is definitely high, and someone else, I dunno.” He shrugged, taking a hit from the joint in his hand and passing it to you.

“Okay…” You trailed off, looking at Colson for support. You brought the blunt to your lips, inhaling the smoke and bringing it down, letting the smoke leave your mouth slowly. You passed the joint to Colson, who gladly took it, a smirk on his face.

Pete looked between you two at the small interaction, a frown. “So, the posters,” he brought your attention away from the man again, “they’re all really serious about teaching this dude math. But the hotdog girl just keeps talking about hot dogs in like this really high-pitched voice.”

You watched the smoke fall from Colson’s lips, not fully paying attention to your brother.

“Yeah man, I think that sounds funny.” Colson told Pete, his eyes lingering on you for a little longer than they should have. “It could use some work but if anyone can make it funny, it’s you.” Colson punched your brother on the shoulder, but the look he sent you said the exact opposite.

You held in your giggle, taking another sip of your beer.

The rest of the night followed a similar pattern, you and Colson flirting and Pete trying to get in between you two. At one point, after a few more hits of weed and a couple more drinks, Colson brought out a guitar, insisting you play something for him. Where he got the guitar from, you had no idea, but you didn’t ask questions. Instead, you rolled your eyes, insisting that “if I have to play something, so do you.”

Everyone was too caught up in their own conversations to care about the noise, or too drunk. You started strumming, trying to remember the chords to a song you had started writing a few days ago. “There’s no lyrics yet, just a melody I came up with.” You blushed, feeling very self-conscious suddenly.

“Guess I’ll just free style to it then.” He chuckled as you started to strum, your fingers working the strings like they had your whole life.

The blond man closed his eyes, head nodding as you played and thinking of what to rap.

“Watch me, take a good thing and fuck it all up in one night. Catch me, I’m the one on the run away from the headlights.

No sleep, up all week wastin time with people I don’t like. I think, somethin’s fuckin wrong with me.

You smiled as he sang, watching his expressions change as he tried to think up the next line.

Drown myself in alcohol, that shit never helps at all

I might say some stupid things tonight when you pick up this call

I be hearin silence on the other side for way to long, I can taste it on my tongue, I can tell that somethin’s wrong.”

He opened his eyes, looking rather proud of himself. “I had some of those lyrics already, but I just changed ‘em a little. I really liked that.”

You nodded, “That was impressive.” You smiled, looking back down to the guitar when something hit you.

You began to play the same melody but pitched higher to fit your voice.

“Roll me up, and smoke me love

And we could fly into the night

You take drugs, to let go, and figure it all out on your own

Take drugs, on gravestones, to figure it all out on your own.”

You looked up to Colson, watching his expression change, his eyes wide. Pete had a proud look on his face.

“Pete, you are a sucky hype man. You did her no justice.” Colson hit Pete on the arm.

“Whaddya mean, I told you she was great.”

Colson looked over to you, a stupid smile on his face. “Seriously, that was fucking amazing. Like, we gotta write that shit out some day.”

You bit your lip, trying to stop the blush from reaching your cheeks. “Yeah, that’d be cool.” You were trying your best to keep your cool as Colson kept his gaze on you, but you were completely freaking out on the inside.

A little while later, almost everyone was gone except you, Pete, Colson, and Douglas Booth, who joined your conversation not long after your jam session. Pete let out a yawn, directing your attention to the time.

“Jesus, it’s already 4am?” You asked, a frown on your face.

“Why, you got somewhere to be, darling?” Douglas asked you, your face scrunching up from the nickname.

“I have a writing session at 11 am tomorrow. Or, today, I guess.”

Pete reached out to hit you in the head, playfully, which you dodged. “Go to bed, dummy.”

You shrugged, “I’m gonna be dead at it anyways, might as well keep the party going a little longer.”

Douglas rolled his eyes, patting your shoulder. “Be that as it may, I am ending this party and going home. Goodnight, guys. It was nice meeting you again, Y/N. Good to see you guys.” Douglas and the guys did that little hand slap and hug thing before he left.

“I love you both, but I will also be going to sleep. And you should too.” Pete stood up, stretching his arms out before giving Colson a fist bump and leaving to his bedroom.

Once your older brother left, Colson moved to the couch you were on, his arm falling over your shoulders. You looked up at him, raising an eyebrow. “And how can I help you Mr. Kelly?”

He chuckled, shaking his head. “I’m assuming Pete gave us both very similar talking to’s, given the glares you’ve been receiving all night.”

“You mean the “don’t flirt with my friends” talking to or the other one?” You tilted your head, a sly look on your face.

“That’s the one.” Colson laughed through his nose, an adorable smile on his face. You were both considerably high, but you still knew exactly what you were doing.

You moved closer to Colson’s body, “Well then I guess we’d better not do this.” You said quietly, leaning into him. “Or this,” You grabbed his jaw, inches from his face.

“Or this?” He whispered, connecting your lips. You smiled into the kiss, tasting the weed on his tongue. You adjusted your body so you were facing him, his arm that was once around your shoulder now wrapped around your waist.

His other hand grabbed your leg, pulling you up so you were straddling his lap, and your arms wrapped around his neck. His lips seemed to fit perfectly around yours, and you did all you could to keep yourself from moaning into the kiss as his hand began to travel up your leg.

Realization hit you like a brick wall, and you pulled away, your breathing heavy. “Sorry,” you muttered after a few seconds. You climbed off his lap, smoothing out your shirt. “We shouldn’t do that. I shouldn’t have done that.” You smiled awkwardly down at him.

He nodded, the same realization hitting him. “Yeah, that’s not the best idea. Sorry I wasn’t really thinking.”

You shook your head, cheeks still very red. “No, no, no don’t apologize. It was fine, it’s all fine.”

He nodded, looking down awkwardly. “I should get going.” He stood up, landing a little too close to you.

“Why don’t you just sleep here? Pete won’t mind and it’s a lot easier than going home.” You bit your lip awkwardly, taking a few steps back.

Colson scratched the back of his neck. This was a very different demeanor than he had before, and you found it very cute. “Are you sure?”

You nod. “I’ll get you some blankets and pillows.” You moved towards the guest bedroom, a guilty smile on your face. You moved your hand to your lips, feeling where Colson’s lips had graced you minutes before.

You came back to find Colson laying on the couch, one hand behind his head. “We don’t have to tell Pete about that, right?”

You shook your head, a small smile still playing on your lips. You put the pillow behind his head, watching his eyes as he watched your lips. “Stop looking at me like that or I’ll do something else we can’t tell Pete about.” You said quietly, watching him grin. You pulled the blanket over him, leaning down to be level with his face.

“I kind of like the things we can’t tell Pete about.” Colson chuckled, leaning forward to connect your lips again.

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ascendance - 04

PAIRING: mob!bucky barnes x reader

WARNINGS: abduction, age gap (reader is 23, bucky is 37)

A/N: hello!! i hope you enjoy this new chapter as i dive more into bucky’s past. italics in this work symbolise a flashback in case anyone’s confused. hope you enjoy it xx

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The entrance hall of the Barnes household was pilled up with people. Between his mum barking orders left to right and caterers bringing food in and out, the once silent room turned into a busy crossroads which meant James had retreated back to his room. He was sat down in his bed, cashmere black suit on and hair pushed back, Dead Souls opened on top his legs. He was lost in between the small black letters printed on the yellowing paper, so lost that the sound of his window opening went by him until a loud thump woke him up from his literary daze. Bucky looked up to see his younger sister, sat on the floor of his bedroom by the window with her dress partially on and hair messy due to the windy weather outside. He sighed, closing his book and putting it off to the side.

- Can’t you climb into your own bedroom? - Bucky got up from bed, leaning down to help her back onto her feet.

- Yours is closer. - she brushed the dirt off her baby pink dress picked by their mother. - Shouldn’t you be downstairs?

- Shouldn’t you be in your bedroom?

- Touche. - she pointed. - Can you not tell mum? She’ll freak out if she discovers that I went out on dad’s big day.

- Go on, I’ll keep mum occupied while you sort out that bird’s nest hair.

- Thank you! - she smiled, giving him a short hug. - What am I gonna do when you go to Princeton? Who’s gonna cover for me?

- I guess you’ll just have to form an alliance with the maids.

Y/N and Bucky were silent, barely speaking to each other if even looking into each other’s eyes. She merely remained there in her operatic costume, the corset doing the best of jobs at enhancing her female features and almost making her look like a femme fatale out of a classical movie in rich red and green fabrics decorated with what he guessed where heavy metal gold pieces resembling precious jewels and golden rings. He did not know which production they were putting on, he hadn’t even heard her sing before but she looked like she belonged in that stage, like she would have been showered in praise the moment the spotlight grazed her.

She paced around the living room not exactly sure what to do, the beads which made up her skirt and would suddenly peak to show her legs making a slight rustling noise as her eyes studied the book shelf which was filled with tons and tons of books from the classics to mere economy books. Maybe she could read them whenever the tension between of them wasn’t so apparent. She couldn’t help but sometimes look at the badly fixed window and wonder if she could make it, maybe when he wasn’t looking, maybe when he was sleeping yet looking at him; tall, muscular, fast, definetely much stronger than her, she knew that even if she managed to get outside, he would easily get her back. Her mind battled her positive side as she wondered if this was it, if this was home now. Suddenly, her old flat no longer seemed old and she would give everything away if only she could go back, back to being told to do errands that really did not concern her, to stepping on bobby pins laid on the ground, to way too strong makeup which looked ridiculous in proper daylight. She would give everything, if she could go back to what her life had been.

The man whose name he hadn’t even dignified himself to tell her yet was sat on one of the high chairs by the kitchen with his eyes trained on her. She briskly turned around, arms crossed under her chest with an almost child like pout of someone who had just been punished. In reality, I’m the one who’s being punished here, he thought to himself.

- You could tell me your name. - she said, not looking into his eyes, instead rubbing her worn out ballet shoes against his hard floor.

- You don’t need to know my name. - he was quiet yet imposing. Y/N could not deny he seemed to have a strong presence despite barely raising his voice. It was almost magnetic as if he was made to be looked at, yet she felt he didn’t want to be seen.

- What if I need to call out for you?

- I would know. There’s no one else here, is it?

Y/N did not reply to this, instead rolling her eyes and sitting down on the couch. There was not much to do in the small one bedroom apartment other than pace around, eat and watch television. Her hand flew over to the remote, pointing it at the TV to turn it on which opened on the news channel. She guessed this was the way she had of now knowing what was happening outside the four walls she was being held captive in. There wasn’t much happening and even if it was, all the local news could talk about was about the upcoming mayoral election. It was a circus with advertisements and rumours flying around about each and every candidate and while it was almost painfully enjoyable to see men over thirty acting like gossip mean girls in school, everyone knew who was gonna win.

She’d always been told that behind every great man, there’s a great woman and in this particular election it couldn’t be anymore true. The favourite candidate to win, Robert Moore, also known as Bobbie, was married to an senator’s daughter but not just any senator, Senator Barnes. She was too young to remember his policies or even his public persona, yet from what she knew, he had been a very well liked and well respected Senator, coming from a prominent family and building an even more prominent family. Being married to Rebecca Barnes, now Rebecca Barnes-Moore, was a one way ticket to a good career in politics. The two stood in the television screen, side by side in an almost JFK and Jackie Kennedy fashion with sunny smiles looking like the picture perfect Americana couple. It seemed all his ads showed him, his wife and their new born baby. High school sweethearts, it seemed.

- Are you gonna watch that the whole day? - she turned her head around, looking at his annoyed expression, whiskey glass in hand.

- They look good together.

- It’s a circus. - he snickered, sitting by her side.

- What are you? An anarchist? - those words flew out of her mouth without any filter, mostly out of nuisance. - Her father was a great politician and he is young and likeable.

- Young and likeable ... sounds like great political traits.

- What do you know about politics?

- What do you know about politics? Do they have a crash course in politics at whatever company you were in?

She rolled her eyes, turning the volume up to listen to the broadcaster tell the love story of the future mayor and his wife. Her face softened as she heard what was probably a highly modified version of the actual truth yet she couldn’t help but slightly smile at the idea of it. They seemed in love and as someone who had a degree in pretending to be in love while singing, it warmed her heart to see it. She liked that idea, the idea of Ms and Mrs Americana, the idea of having someone to lean in. Well, she liked the idea of someone. Sure, maybe the man whose name she still didn’t know and was starting to believe was never going to learn was right, it was a circus, all elections are but she couldn’t help but be pulled by the myth of it, by the we against the world mentality no matter how morally wrong it was.

She continued to watch the coverage of the election run as the man next to her got up from the couch to pick up a phone call. Her hearing slightly moved towards what he was doing, mind always thinking of escaping but even though he was talking on the phone, his gaze was trained of her as if she were his prey. He mumbled something on the phone before turning it off and moving his eyes to text someone yet after that his eyes were on her once more.

- Try not to escape for the next hour.

- Do you have a nameless anarchy convention to attend?

- Billy is coming to watch over you. No funny business.

- Will. - she corrected him. - He doesn’t like being called Billy.

- As long as you don’t pull a mission impossible on him, I will call him whatever you want.

Will didn’t take long to arrive, dressed in a tennis-like outfit as if he had been pulled away from tennis which sounded like something he’d do. Bucky exchanged a few words with him before leaving the two of them together. He trusted Billy, or Will, was smart enough not to let her escape or run away. God, he didn’t even want to think about what John would do to him if she escaped, much less what he would do to her if she escaped. He made his drive to John’s condo in fifth avenue, parking his bike somewhere before making his way up. The condo was always weirdly filled with chatter talk yet he could see no people, it was as if the ghosts of the people he had taken out followed him in his own home and Bucky couldn’t say he pitied him. After all, he had his own ghosts too.

He looked into John’s office where he was sat in the couch, the coverage of the election run on the television on low volume. John’s eyes immediately found Bucky’s figure looming at the entrance, never really entering, just standing behind the line which separated the hall from the office.

- How’s the roomie? - he motioned his hand for him to come in. - Still pretty?

- What do you need?

- I just got an invitation to a fundraiser. Zemo’s going so I want you to go.

- I can’t, I have her to watch over Y/N. She’s not very keen on remaining in the flat.

- Chain her up for all I care. It’s in two weeks and I’ll be damned if I’m there by myself with Zemo. Besides it’s your sister’s fundraiser, I always love to see Rebecca.

- She’s not gonna be there. - his jaw locked. - A fundraiser for the mob? It’s mostly free alcohol and networking with them not showing up.

- Maybe you should bring your roomie. She’s pretty and if anything I’m sure she can sing and if not maybe she can entertain in another form.

- The NYPD is probably looking for her, it’s not wise ...

- Do you make the rules? - John interrupted him, leaning against the couch with arms crossed. - You seem to have forgotten who makes the rules, soldat.

- I just don’t think ...

- You don’t think. - he interrupted him once more. - This election is important and since I do not have the right person here to get ahead, I will make do with what we have. I don’t give a fuck about what you do when you’re at your flat but she is mine. She is my get out of jail card. Are we clear, soldat?

- Yes.

- You can go now. - he dismissed him. Bucky turned around, eyes open wide yet emotionless face as if he were disconnected from his own consciousness. He guessed it was for the best to remain disconnected, to not know what was going on.

He drove himself back home, standing alone at night looking at his flat; the window still broken while the lights were flickering. He thought about running off, starting his bike and running off into the night and just drive until the tank was empty but he couldn’t. He had strings, strings which kept him tied to where he was right now. He guessed that now she was another string keeping him here.

Bucky sighed as he walked back to his flat, opening the door to a rather serene sight. Will was by the kitchen watching the football game while Y/N was laid across the couch, book in hand which he recognised as one of his old ones. Her hair was different, she probably had taken off her wig and for the first time since those few minutes in the costume room. It looked soft, framing her face and getting in front of her eyes as she herself got lost in the room. Will excused himself, leaving just as he noticed Bucky before he could be yelled at by using his television. Yet again, Y/N and Bucky were alone in that small flat. She looked up from the book and at him before returning to read.

He left her with the book, walking to his bedroom which was probably now more hers than his to grab one of trousers and hoodies before returning back to the living room. Still reading. At least she wasn’t trying to break any more windows. He put the hoodie and trousers by her side, turning off the television as more screams for the football match came through.

- You can change into those. - he pointed at the clothing, getting her attention as she closed the book. - Those beads can’t be comfortable.

- Oh

- The bathroom’s there. - he pointed at one of the few doors in the flat. - You can shower too, there’s towels.

- Thank you. - she grabbed the things he had put out for her before leaving him in the living room by himself.

And then it was just him once more, alone, tied to this city which screamed everyone’s name but his.

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