small Billy the Kid / Billy Bonney short story! i am a new writer, please be patient with me!
warnings: some drinking, slight body typing, romantic shit, slight reference to sex! besides that, nothing too serious hehe.
i hope you enjoy!
You’ve been singing in bars and honky tonks as soon as you parents were able to get you in. Your pretty blonde hair, striking brown eyes, and feminine body type determined your fame before you even had the training you needed. A new bar every night, new town every few days, it was exhausting in the least.
Every night was the same. This performance was bound to be the same. Singing your song, swaying on the stage, and listening to the men holler was nothing to you. That is, until you laid her eyes on a tall, blue-eyed slender man. His looks were charming, any girl could admit that. His brown button-down, dirty old jeans, decked out gun on his belt, and his ratty old hat all set the scene for a fun night.
As you closed out your song with the ending note, you smiled and blew kisses to the audience.
“My name is Y/N Y/L/N. Thank yall for letting me sing out here.”
You picked up your dress and slowly exited the stage, making an A-line straight for the bar. Whiskey was necessary after a performance like that.
“Howdy, just let me grab a shot of whiskey please,” you say. Your voice is almost raspy after your singing.
As you wait for your whiskey shot, you feel a presence approaching behind you. Turning around, you’re met with the piercing blue eyes of the man from the audience. You didn’t realize how large the man truly was until now, standing next to him. He had curly brown hair, icy blue eyes, and he was towering over you.
“Why, hello sir. Whatcha wantin’?” You asked. A smile played on your lips, clearly seductively intrigued by his presence.
He smiled as he looked down, hands fiddling with his belt.
“Well, I was a-hopin’ I could get to know you a little better, ma’am. Your singin’, it was just so heartwarming.”
You laughed. His compliment was heartfelt, truly. It was just his nervousness that made it so unserious. His fiddling, slight blush on his cheeks, it all made him look so adorable.
Suddenly, you seemed to recognize him under all the nervousness.
“Wait, are you the man on all ‘em wanted posters ‘round town? What’re you doing out in the open like this?”
Awaiting his answer, your whiskey shot is slid to you from the other side of the bar. You whisper a slight ‘thanks’ before returning your attention to the outlaw in front of you. You’d never encountered a man like this; a man so wanted, but for all the wrong reasons. He quickly broke your train of thought, carefully trying to answer your question.
“Well, I run with a group o’ guys ‘round here,” he says. He points to a gathering of young men sitting at a table. They’re all snickering and minding their own.
“Them boys ‘ere, they’re like my family. They protect me, I protect them. S’ that answer your question, Ms. Y/LN?”
You didn’t realize how hard you had been staring into his eyes until he stopped talking. Snapping out of your trance, you nodded slightly before taking your shot. Feeling the burn go down your throat was enough to amplify the hidden romanticism of your encounter.
“Now forgive me, but I don’t even know your name honey,” you say. You’re smiling harder than ever, trying to tone it down but you simply can’t.
“It’s Billy, Ms. Y/N. I remembered yours from your performance.”
You looked down at your empty glass and placed it back onto the bar table. Standing out of your seat, you put your hands on your hips.
“Well Billy, are you gonna ask me to dance or are you just gonna keep thinkin’ ‘bout it?”
Billy laughs at your boldness, eying you up and down. You really were beautiful. Your hair flowing down, eyes sparkling in the light, how could he not ask you to dance?
“You’ve read my mind, Y/N.”
Billy takes your hand as you start sloppily dancing on the main floor. Despite all your years in the bars, never had you picked up on how to dance. You’ve tried your best, but it’s always ended in a drunken night and a gnarly hangover the next morning.
“Now, I outta warn you. I ain’t the dancing kind of girl myself. Don’t be surprised if your boots got a few scuffs on ‘em before the end o’ the night,” you say, slightly laughing.
You’re looking down at your feet, trying your best to keep up. Billy then puts his fingers under your chin, forcing you to look up at him.
“You gotta look at me, hon. Focusing too much on your feet is gonna make you stumble. Just look at me, and focus on me.”
You smile, slowly feeling his hands return back to your waist. He squeezes you slightly, reassuring you that you’re doing fine. Before you know it, you’re swaying and dancing with Billy easier than ever before.
Looking back up at Billy, you suddenly feel the urge to kiss him. Mentally slapping yourself at the thought, you blush and look away. Billy notices your blush, and matches your exact thought, pushing your face to look at him before he slowly leans in and kisses you.
The kiss is slow and sweet, pure feeling and sincereness laced in its addictive meaning. His lips are plump, and they taste like the sting of cigarette smoke and your lipstick.
He grabs the sides of your face, not allowing you to break free. Your hands grab his hat, pulling it off and onto the floor. You grab the ends of his hair and slightly tug, needing so much more. Billy smiles into the kiss, happy that his need is clearly being reciprocated. He pulls back from the kiss, smiling and looking into your eyes.
You smile back, not entirely sure what had just happened. It wasn’t your first kiss, but you had never had one that full of passion and sincerity. Never had you kissed someone so handsome, so dangerous and wild, and you loved it.
Billy bent down to grab his hat off the floor, before grabbing your hand and pulling you to the exit of the bar.
“Need you, now.”
Such a perfect start to a once-in-a-lifetime wild west love.
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Silly Shrimpy!
Genre: Fluff
Characters: Floyd
Warnings: None
Summary: Floyd has been clinging to you more but you don't know why. This, of course, frustrates him.
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"Floyd, please let me go. I have got to finish this assignment." You sighed for the nth time that day. Said eel in question only stuck his tongue out and held you tighter.
"No can do Shrimpy!" Floyd said cheerfully. He has been clinging to you more than usual, something Riddle is grateful for. It was starting to get a bit annoying.
You sighed again, you were currently in the library trying to study when a certain Leech twin found you and decided to just not let you do well in this upcoming test. At this point you might make a contract with Azul to keep Floyd away.
”Please I’ve got to study for this upcoming test and I can’t do that with you restraining both my arms.” Is this what Jamil feels with Kalim? Poor guy.
”Hmph! Fiiiiinee~” He let you go. Fucking finally now you can-
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”Floyd. That’s my lap.” You said.
”Hmm~~” The cheeky bastard is resting his head in your lap! You suppose it’s better than being restricted by what Floyd will call a hug, so you just sigh again and continue your work.
You we’re finally done after a couple of hours of work. Floyd stayed in the same position as before surprisingly, you thought he would’ve gotten bored quickly. You looked down at him only to see him fast asleep.
“Did you really fall asleep?” You asked out loud. You got no response other than soft snoring.
Sighing for what felt like the millionth time, you leaned down and kissed his forehead, watching as he let out a content sigh. Oops guess he isn’t that asleep yet.
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Hello, fellow people on the other side of the screen!
*clears throat*
Alright, I didn't think it would be that hard, to set up a new blog, but here we go! So much time has passed since I've had my first blog on this platform and I kinda have to say... I somewhat missed it. Hell, I was a stupid kid back then, doing nothing more but scrolling through here and reblogging/liking anime pics.
This, right here, won't be the same.
Back then I was afraid to post my writings online since english isn't my first language but I was working hard to get to the point where I am now. This post won't contain the first story I'll ever throw out here but it should be a nice, little info-post to what to expect at least. Because... Honestly spoken, it would have felt rude just to post my first work, never saying a thing and up and leave again. So here is what to expect from me as a writer in both, original and fanfic-writing.
Most of you will probably find me through fanfics, so we're just gonna start with that.
What fandoms am I working in?
・Like A Dragon/Yakuza
I'm probably gonna spend most of my time dwelling there. This franchise was a companion of mine for so long, it's where my heart is, so... Most of my content probably revolves around it. On the side I may drop works of JJBA or Metal Gear Solid but those are rather rare occasions. (I've even posted The Evil Within 2 content once.)
What pairings are going to be expected?
・Majima/Nishitani - Goromi/Nishitani
・Majima/Kiryu - Goromi/Kiryu
・Nishitani/Majima/Kiryu - Nishitani/Goromi/Kiryu
Everything will probably be set around those characters since I vibe with them the most. And I'm simping for Goromi/Majima. There, I said it. Still I may be thinking about Seonhee/Saeko BUT-! That's for another day.
18+ content?
Yup, definetly most of it. Even some pwp between longer stories here and there. So please be cautious, I'm gonna tag everything as good as possible.
And that's about it for the fanfic content. Regarding original works there is not much to say but genres like dark romance, horror, erotic and fantasy are most likely to be expected. And that about sums it up!
First of all, I wanted to thank everyone who kept reading until this point. I'm really not a fan of infodumping but I thought it might be better.
I hope were gonna meet again some time in the future, once I post my first LAD/Yakuza work!
Stay tuned and thank you for reading,
Aria/GhostData
P.S. For anyone who may wants to look into the things I've written so far; here is one expample (Fandom: The Evil Within 2) for you to read:
Have fun and see y'all soon!
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