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bangchansgirlsblog · 5 months

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Sweet Angel 👼

Part one:

Has to re-write this

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The clock was ticking. Her heart was pounding as she sat outside the principals office. She said a small prayer because she knew the trouble she was in. She knew this was going to be a good day.

“Y/n. The principal is ready to see you,” Candice, the school receptionist, called for her. She gulped and looked over at the lady. She was tall and had a mini skirt on. Her blouse was see through but no body complained because quite frankly everyone enjoyed the view. She was a hottie after all.

“Goodluck,” Candice said before Y/n could even step into the office. She needed it in order to stay calm and stay collective.

Her shaky hands opened the wooden doors and the smell of fresh books and coffee filled her nostrils as she took a step inside.

“Y/n, please take a sit,” His voice was loud but not scary loud more like loud for no reason loud. Y/n never liked the way he yelled. It was always hours of a lecture that she didn’t give two shits about because she knew she was going to get into trouble again but get away with it anyway.

“Goodafternoon Mr.Zang,” she smiled politely before taking a sit and looking straight at him. It was almost like she was taunting him, making him look like some type of clown.

“Alright let’s cut the crap young lady. We’ve called your brothers in,” her whole body went cold. Her breathing picked up its pace and her shaking hands were very visible now.

“You called my brothers?” She asked in disbelief, “but sir-“

“I don’t want to hear it Y/n, we’ve been going through a roller coaster with you and I think it’s time I set my foot down,” He was signing a piece of paper. The room was dark and mostly made of wood. It was a typical principal study and that creeped her out even more.

She was scared. She was terrified because if Chan was on his way he was definitely pissed off. She was definitely going to be in big trouble and she was definitely going to get killed. She was on her second strike. She had already been kicked out of a school before this and if she got suspended again in this school that meant she was one step away from getting expelled again. That alone would put Chan and all the boys in a coma.

Fuck.

She let out a sigh. This wasn't good at all. At all.

She looked up at the clock again to calculate how much time she had to live. 20 minutes. She had 20 minutes to live and she would spend it in this sad room. Not how she expected her last moments to be.

Her stomach was churning and suddenly the lunch she had eaten wasn’t such a good idea because of the nauseous feeling that came over her. The nerves were eating her alive and at a point she thought she was dreaming.

Her short prayers were interrupted by the doors opening. Had it been 20 minutes already?!

"I'm so sorry I'm late," She heard Chan's voice fill the room. She looked over at the door and gulped when she saw him come in with leeknow glaring at her. A lump in her throat started to form.

Leeknow was the scariest out of them all. He was the only man that scared the shit out of her (after Chan ofcourse) she just knew if it was the two of them (Chan and leeknow) it wasn’t a good thing because the both of them together was like losing a finger while cooking your favorite meal…does that make sense?

"It's okay Mr.Bahng, welcome. Please have a sit." Mr.Zang said pointing at both empty sits right next to Y/n. She made sure to scoot a bit further so she wouldn’t be at punching reach from Chan. (She was just taking safety precautions)

"So what seems to be the matter? what did she do this time and how much will it cost me?" Chan chuckled and she knew straight away that that chuckle wasn't real. It wasn't real at all.

"Im sorry we have to go through this again but today we caught Y/n- well you'll see by yourself," he pointed the tv remote at the tv that sat on the opposite side of the room. It was cctv footage. Y/n cursed herself for not knowing that this man was keeping cameras on her 24/7. She felt dumb. The video tape played and showed Y/n with a bottle of vodka passing it around with her friends. They were behind school in the alleyway between the gym and main hall.

Shit.

She gulped again and looked at the floor not daring to look at Chan or leeknow. Her throat was dry at this point. She could hear a frustrated sigh and a 'you better start praying' from Chan.

"Now Ofcourse we don't tolerate any of this behavior," Mr.Zang turned off the tv and sat back in his chair.

"I understand that sir," Chan replied,

"We will have to put her on suspension for 3 days but I do have a question," he looked back and forth between Leeknow and Chan with a worried look on his face.

"Yes Mr.Zang, what is it?" Leeknow asked.

"Who is at home with Y/n? Is it just you guys?" He questioned the boys while adjusting his glasses.

"No sir, she has a nanny that takes care of her sir. It's me and my other brothers that are in charge of her sir,"

"And what about parents?..." he trailed off. Her heart slightly jumped at the thought of her mum and dad. All she could feel was numbness everytime they had to talk about them.

"We don't have any of that sir, her mum and dad died a while back so I was given custody over her sir," Chan replied politely. He too didn’t like to talk about the death of her parents. It ruined his whole mood because he knew it was a soft spot for his little sister.

“Oh I see because Y/n has been acting out lately and with the grades and her attitude she might not make it past 12th grade,"

She glanced over at Chan who was massaging his temples and trying to stay cool while leeknow sat with his hands crossed and his eyebrows furrowed.

"I understand that sir, I'll make sure she gets on her game,"

"Alright I think that's it, young lady I hope you take this time to reflect on your behavior," he pointed at her. God! She hated Mr.Zang. His pin black hair and beady eyes always creeped her out. Even his golden tooth that always seemed to be glowing no matter what. Ugh.

"Trust me she will be reflecting a lot," leeknow said before shaking Mr.Zang’s hand.

They handed them the peace of document for her suspension so they could sign it and once they had finished she got out of her chair and grabbed her bag from the floor and started following behind her two older brothers. They both were talking to eachother whispering back and forth as she walk quietly behind them. The school corridors were quiet and she was glad because if word got out that 2/8 of straykids were in school, that would be hell for her.

The car was parked outside with the driver in the front seat and when they got into the car and all the doors closed Chan started yelling. Yelling really loud. Her body was trembling at this point.

"What the fuck Y/n?!" He started off. she kept quiet and looked at the ground not daring to look him in the eye. "Oh! So now she can't talk huh?! Now she can't talk!"

"This is so disappointing! Yah! Do you know how embarrassing this is?! Getting called out of rehearsal?!" Leeknow added on.

"I can't even look at you right now! You're so stupid! Why can't you think before you act huh?! Why can't you do things without getting into trouble?!" Chan yelled while bawling up his hands in a fist.

"I'm sorry-" she softly said but she was interrupted by his sharp laugh,

"She's sorry! She's sorry she says! You know what I'm sorry for?! You're grounded for life. Locked up in that house for internal life!" Chan scoffed, "No tv, No phone, No tablet, No computer..oh and you know what else? No more free tickets for your friends! You will stay in that house until I see straight A's again understood?!"

“Yes Chan," She nodded her head,

“Also I’m taking you out of the trainee program. Your not debuting anymore-“

“Chan, please don’t. Please Chan that’s the only thing I have-“ tears started to build up in her eyes. Her heart was shattered. Chan knew how important that was for her. He knew how much she was looking forward to being in a girl group.

“I don’t want to hear it. This conversation is over,”

His face was red and he looked scary but she couldn't help it. Why would he do that? He knew that was my most valuable thing going on in her life.

“Chan I’ll-“

"I don't care! I don't fucking care right now! Just stay quiet and don't even talk to me, don't look at me if you can please don't even breathe the same air as me,"

She looked at him with so much hurt but obeyed his wishes. Her heart was heavy but she couldn't blame him. She deserved it.

She kept quiet and continued to look at the floor as they arrived home. Leeknow was trying to calm Chan down as she got out the car and walked into the house. Tears fell from her eyes at a constant speed.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Han asked, he was sat in the living room with one of his friends but he still chose to leave them and come up to her.

"Y/n? You reek of alchohol, where have you been?" He pulled her into a hug. Concern was written all over his face.

“Don’t touch me,” she tried to remove herself from his grip but it was too tight,

“Talk to me please,” he begged.

"I thought I said I don't want to see your face!" Chan's voice boomed in the room. She got out of Han's grip and quickly run up the stairs sobbing.

"Wait- what happened?" Han asked Chan who was now huffing and puffing.

"She's on Suspension,"

"Again?" Han asked confused, "what did she do this time?"

"Bottles of alcohol in her bag," leeknow explained while rubbing his eyes, tired as usual.

"Where does she even get that?"

"I don't know but I'm starting to get worried about her. I think this is her last strike. What are we gonna do?" Leeknow shook his head.

Chan was fed up and it was so clear, "I don't know but right now I don't want to deal with her crap."

"Chan don't say that, you don't mean it," Han said frowning.

"No I do! Han she has been causing hell! I don't know what to do anymore! I might just have to ship her off to boarding school! I can't be dealing with work stress and her stress! I've tried everything, literally everything but she won't change," he snapped at Han.

“Dont yell at me, I don’t mean any harm,” Han frowned feeling abit attacked, “Chan just give her time, she's just a teenager and she just lost her parents,"

"Who's just a teenager?" Felix asked entering the room from the kitchen.

"Felix back me up here, Chan wants to send Y/nnie to boarding-"

"What?! Why? You can't do that Chan?!"

"I didn't say I would and she got suspended Lix, " he run his fingers through his hair before he started to pace back and forth

"Maybe we can put her in classes? To distract her from being bad?" Han suggested.

"Yeah that's a good idea! That way we can monitor her there too. We can even pick her up after practice," Felix agreed

"We'll see but for now she's grounded for life."

#skz imagines #skz comfort #skz x reader #skz angst #skz drabbles #skz fluff #skz stay #skz x y/n #skz x you #stray kids drabbles

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yrsdf · 10 months

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Hi! I don't see a masterlist so idk if you've done this before. Can you pls do König HCs? Can be fluff and/ smut. Thanks!!

((i just made a masterlist! thank you <3))

how i see konig with a - petite!fem

Always has a hand around you whether that be around your waist gripping ever so slightly, or pressed against the small of your back rubbing softly up and down when you guys are walking, sometimes he’ll have a hand planted on your ass, especially if he knows people are looking

He knows his presence scares away any male trying to make a move on you, for instance, you two went on a date for the first time in awhile since he had just gotten back from his long mission, it was a fancy date night, you wore a tight fitted red dress with a slit up to about upper thigh, and he wore your average black tux but with a balaclava on to mask his identity.

He went off to the restroom leaving you at your table, you sipped at your wine as a male approached you, making cocky remarks on how he wouldn't leave you like konig would, and after a few moments of the uncomfortable flirting konig stood behind the man, towering over him and you made eye contact with konig, which made the man turn around

The man was quick to apologize and walk away cowering in fear as konig sat down across from you. “so sorry engel…im here to protect you always..” he reached across the table and held your hand brushing his thumb over your knuckles and making it known he was here

When it came to the waiter ordering food he ordered what you wanted for you, he was aware you didn't prefer public speaking so he always took care of that.

Konig always made it known you were his, pictures littered his social media of his large hand wrapped around your jaw, waist, and neck and placed upon your thigh just to show everyone who saw it, who you belonged to

When going to bed he mumbles how your his and how he could never ever possibly lose you, he always took care of you, made sure you were safe and rarely out of sight, occasionally he peeks his head into the bathroom making sure you're okay in the shower.

whenever it snows konig makes sure you look like a burrito before going anywhere, he shovels a path just for you so your feet don't get freezing cold, he makes sure to immediately take you to starbucks or dunkin, ordering you your favorite hot drink so you can stay warm, he even keeps blankets in his car for when your cold.

In your closet in your shared apartment he only keeps hoodies in it because he lets you have the closest to yourself, he's aware how much space you like for your clothes so he keeps his clothing in a dresser, since his style is simplistic and he has a lot less clothing he found it pointless to store his clothes in there (he knows how much you LOVE his hoodies)

He pays for EVERY MEAL and refuses to have you pay for anything, you don't even need a job it wouldn't matter to him because he can and promises to always be there to take care of you because it's what you've always deserved

When he's not home and on missions he gets gifts delivered to your shared apartment CONSTANTLY flowers,chocolate,doordash, anything you like he makes sure it shows up on that doorstep with a little letter full of his sweet words, and sloppy handwriting that you can't help but love.

When it comes to sex he isn't submissive…ever he kills, he's a killing machine with a cold persona and a grueling background, and he sees you in the moment of heat as his toy, his plaything

Now granted he has his softness!dom moments, he will take care of you, he will give you release every time but not if you tell him to.

If you get demanding, or pushy he'll deny every orgasm until you are almost limp.

#könig x reader #könig fanfiction #yrsdf fic #konig mw2 #könig smut #könig

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eundiarys · 1 year

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02. sweet stranger

genre : idol! au, fake dating au to actually really dating, fluff, no angst i think!!!!! maybe, my humor sorry

warnings : mentions of drinking, and yn being a little sad and taehyun comforts her :3 that’s it i think..

summary : in which — yn who just debuted gets into a dating scandal with one of the most famous group members because of a misunderstanding and is forced to fake date with him. what happens if it isn’t as bad as she thinks? and and what if she finds comfort with him?

“the total is 10,000 won. thank you for shopping with us.”

you gave the cashier the money and walked out the store. you needed some fresh air to ease up. you felt too nervous about your debut. but hey, what can a drink not fix?

you sat down outside the store and started drinking. very immature of you, drinking your worries away. but you don’t know who to talk too other than the members.

you felt a tear fall down your cheek. but rather than wiping it away, you chose to ignore it and continue drinking.

you were pulled back into reality when you heard a voice. “excuse me? are you okay?” he says.

you turned to your side to see a tall guy with messy pink-ish blonde hair and big eyes. that’s the only thing you could see on his face since he was wearing a mask. he must think im crazy.

“oh um. im fine, thanks for asking.”

silence filled the atmosphere. you thought he’d leave but when you peeked at the side you can still see him standing there.

is he a ghost or something oh my god am i dying before i even get to debut???? please, i can’t waste my two years like that! i haven’t even been to a twice concert!

but to your suprise, he actually sat down beside you. he opened his mask and also took out a drink, and placed it on the table. you looked up to him, confused.

“you can talk to me. you don’t have to be embarrassed cause you don’t know me. im sure talking to someone will make you feel atleast slightly relieved.” you could tell that he was giving you a small smile because his big doe eyes grew smaller as he smiled.

“umm.. well i don’t know where to start.” you replied, voice lower than before.

“i don’t mind. take your time.”

“okay um i can’t tell you my real situation right now but i’ll use like a psychology or whatever you call it.”

“do you mean analogy?” he chuckled softly. you hid your face out of embarassment.

“yeah. that. so okay its like im joining a team or something but im scared at how other people will think of us. i don’t want them to look bad just because people don’t like me you know? like i don’t want them to lose popularity. or something. so im worried about public’s opinion and stuff.”

“you make it sound like you’re an idol debuting in a group thats well known and you’re scared netizens won’t like you and it’ll effect the group.”

thats exactly my situation. i hate smart people sometimes. “eh, who knows. i might be”

“sure you are. well, i think that you shouldn’t worry about this.”

“thats easy to say” you sighed.

“im not finished. i get it that you’re worried but im sure people will like you as long as you’re not rude or something. why should people care if you join the group or not? they don’t know you. im sure you’re an amazing person with an amazing personality and that they will love you.”

“oh wow. thanks” you gave him a small chuckle.

“what? im not really good at giving advices. but i am trying to comfort you..”

“and i really appreciate it. thank you ... ???”

“taehyun. im taehyun” he says.

“thank you, taehyun. i mean it. im sorry but i’ll go now, my friends are gonna be worried if i come home late.”

“of course. do you need me to talk you home?” he offers, but you kindly reject. you both gave eachother your goodbyes and went to your own ways.

while walking home, you felt relief wash over you. you thought about how sweet it was of him to comfort you, regardless you guys not knowing eachother. he stayed and comforted you even though he does not even know your name.

you hoped to see him again. and next time hopefully not crying.

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hannahlovesluca · 5 months

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henlo if your requests are open can i plz request shu or alban (u pick) with a reader who like,, during a family gathering gets ignored by their family so shu/alban hang out with reader in a room by themselves? fluff plzzz not comfort for me totally not lmaoo

Shu + Alban with lonely S/O

| warnings: mention of death in Albanyan’s

When Shu saw how your family had been treating you, he immediately came to your aid.

You were alone in a dark closet, crying, on a day you were supposed to celebrate with family.

You heard the door to the closet open and looked up, tears still falling from your eyes.

There, standing before you, was the sorcerer with his v-shaped lips.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"I-It's a family gathering," you said between sobs, "b-but no one seems to want to celebrate it, o-or even be around me."

The man's heart shattered, hearing your words. He knelt down and reached out to you.

"Well, that won't do," he said.

He pulled you to him and hugged you tight. You were scared at first, but the way he held you made you feel... special, in a way. Safe.

"I'll always be here for you, okay? Just call my name and I'll come running."

You nodded, feeling the warmth from his arms spread across your body. You smiled, a little.

"T-thank you..." you whispered.

Shu gently pushed you away, his hands still on your shoulders.

"You know, I think you deserve a gift today," he said.

Your eyes lit up.

"I-I do?"

The man chuckled and nodded.

"And I'm sure that it’ll be the perfect gift for you," he said, his hands sliding down your arms to grab yours.

Before you knew it, Shu’s lips were on yours.

When Alban saw you, his heart shattered.

Left all alone, without your uncaring family, deserted.

And it hurt his heart so, to see such a young, pure soul.

Alone.

Abandoned.

It was like looking into a mirror, but seeing a reflection from long ago, when he was just a kid, and the world was not kind.

But now?

Now, it was different.

Alban knew it was supposed to be a fun time to celebrate your birthday, and he also knew how they had left you.

And he had to do something.

Anything.

So, he approached you.

You were sitting in the snow, the wintery cold surrounding you. Alban had to admit that he didn't mind it as much as you probably did. He was used to it. But it seemed like you weren't.

And he felt so bad.

He sat next to you.

He could see your shoulders tense, and the tears running down your face.

But he couldn't take it anymore.

You needed someone to help you, someone to support you.

And it could be him.

He'd make sure it would be.

"Hi," Alban said.

You looked at him, shocked. You thought no one would come up to you.

You'd been wrong.

"Why are you here?" you asked.

"Because you're all alone. And I know what that’s like,” he smiles. “And, I know when my lover needs help.”

He held out a hand, and you took it. He pulled you up and brought you in a hug.

He was warm.

It felt nice.

And he was there, for you.

sorry this is so short im slowly losing motivation LMAO

#luca kaneshiro #ike eveland #nijisanji en #luxiem #shu yamino #mysta rias #vox akuma #luxiem x reader #ike eveland x reader #luca kaneshiro x reader #alban knox

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piastristimtams · 1 year

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stay still pt2 — xavier thorpe x reader

summary: xavier loses the poe cup and takes his frustrations out on you.

warnings: smut!! unprotected sex, afab reader, choking, dom! xavier, cussing (ofc), degradation + praise. possible grammar/spelling mistakes but i tried looking out for them

a/n: first time writing smut and posting it publicly im scared shitless but o well

“xavi, you did great nonetheless, you tried baby.” you mumbled. you were sat on his bed as he wiped his jester makeup off, huffing as he slammed the cotton pad on the desk.

“you shouldnt’ve teased me the way you did before the tournament. fuck, all i could think about was using you. you drive me fucking insane y/n, do you know that?” he ranted, running his hands through his hair.

“and maybe i can make you feel better, how’s that sound, hm?” you said, getting up and wrapping your arms around his neck. you trailed your hand down to his prominent bulge, palming it. he threw his head back, sighing.

“hm, you want more?” you asked tauntingly. saying that set a switch off in him, as he roughly grabbed your waist and pulled you close to him, kissing you. he pulled away, pushing you onto his bed, stripping you of your clothes. you were left in your underwear, looking up into his lust-filled eyes.

“this seems kind of unfair, yeah?” you said, as he then took his clothes off, throwing them on the ground. he unclasped your bra, tossing it somewhere and kissed down your stomach.

“you’re okay with this, right?” he asked, making sure you were comfortable with what’s about to happen. you mumbled a “mhm” out as he dragged your panties down, exposing your bare cunt.

“so pretty for me, aren’t you? ‘m gonna fuck you so good you won’t be able to think. that’s what you get for teasing me earlier.” he said, pumping himself before he rubbed his tip on your slick folds.

“fuck xavi, please, please just put it in me.” you whined, aching for more.

“how bad do you want it? huh?” he questioned, continuing to tease you.

“please, xavi. please. i’m begging you.” you cried. he pushed himself inside of you slowly, filling you perfectly and bottoming out inside you as you let out a loud moan.

“oh fuck, xavier. move, please.” you begged, looking up at him.

“look at you, you can barely take my cock can you?” he said, thrusting slowly, watching you squirm under him. your cunt fluttered around him, as he let out a breathy groan, speeding up. your moans got louder and so did his groans, as he wrapped his hands around your throat, applying light pressure. you let out choked moans, moving your hand to rub your clit.

“fuck, you’re such a good cockslut aren’t you?” he said, his thrusts getting harder as you clenched around him.

“yes, yes xavier fuck yes,” you cried, tears brimming with tears. “you fill me up so good baby,” you said through whimpers.

“c’mon sweetheart be a good slut and cum for me, yeah?” he smiled.

“xavi i’m so close, ‘m so so close please keep going.” you moaned, letting out pathetic whimpers.

“fuck, i know— fuck,” he sighed as you clenched around him, eyes shut tightly as he let you ride out your orgasm.

he pulled out, pumping himself and releasing on your stomach, letting out a groan. he hovered on top of you, looking at you lovingly. he cupped your face and gently placed his lips on top of yours, tucking stray strands of your hair behind your ear.

“i love you, i’m sorry if i went too hard on you.” he said, letting out a small chuckle.

“it’s okay. i liked it.” you said, smiling.

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colectingstrz · 9 months

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AND THERE WERE TWO

➤ (🧟‍♀️) GENRE: Fluff | PARING: semi strangers to lovers | Heeseung x fem reader | WC: 1.2k | SUMMARY: Something that was only showcased in the show and movies was now your dark and unpleasant reality yet unexpectedly you found yourself feeling something else other than fear

SOO’s SMOL NOTEY📝:

𖤐 I started rewatching all of us are dead and had this idea this vishion- my mind immediately went to heeseung plus like he gives such Lee su hyeok like vibes low-keyyyy anddd I swear it’s been like more than a year where’s season 2 at 😔

IF SOMEONE HAD TOLD YOU that today zombies would be a thing you would have laughed in their faces and told them they are crazy... We’ll look who’s the crazy one now?

Things were going well, you had faith that you and your four friends, and three others would make it through. However, as it grew darker and began to rain, you started to lose your friends and classmates one by one, until you were the only one left with Heeseung. Now, the two of you are resting against the radio room's corner.

“Heeseung..” you sighed and shook your head, "I'm scared what if we go out again and we die this time.. I don't want to die " he inched closer and put his arm around you causing your bodes to mold into eacother "Don't think like that.. we won't die we are going to make it out here alive have hope," he said.

“ There is no hope both our friends' are gone.. it’s only a matter of time until we die to” You were afraid; you didn't want to starve to death, much less pass away and become a brainless zombie for the rest of your days. It was difficult to maintain your composure you were terrified of the future. You couldn't understand how Heeseung wasn't panicking right then. The more you sat there, the more uncomfortable you felt.

Heeseung approaches unexpectedly closer as he holds your face in his hands; the coldness of his fingers made you shiver because as it was an abnormal temperature, but all you could think about at the time was how close your faces were to one another. “Hey, I'll make sure nothing bad happens to you. ” He assured “I will protect you until the very end, so you don’t have to worry”

You couldn't help but look elsewhere because of how uneasy his gaze made you feel. You felt a little tingle in your stomach, but you weren't sure if it was fear from the situation you were in or something else…

You pull away awkwardly “ okay..if I die because you didn’t protect me like you said..you will be the first person I bite ” heeseung laughs slightly the sight making you smile also. Heeseung suddenly stands up "I have an idea, hold on a second." He walks to the other side of the room and reaches into a drawer, pulling out a red, thick rope. "Are you going to tie me up or something..why are you waving a rope at me," Heeseung giggles.

“ you wish.. but I actually wanted to tie us together” you roll your eyes “im not into that kind of stuff..” you spoke lowly to which heeseung smirks approaching you as he knelt down to your level "I didn't mean it like that… How naughty of you" harshly you hit him on the chest “Shut up!" He laughs once more, "If we tie our hands together with this rope, it will make sure you don't get dragged by a zombie again, allowing you to stay by my side and feel less afraid” You nodded, struggling to conceal the flush on your cheeks.

You felt a warm, fuzzy feeling inside at the fact that he did this just for you and your protection. You questioned whether he was merely being polite or if there was more going on. After finally completing the knot, Heeseung squeezed it "Is it too tight? Should I make it looser? ” You chuckle, "It's fine” He nods and then sits down once more, leaning his head against the wall. "I can handle it. The tighter it is, the less likely I am to slip away," he laughs lightly.

“You know i always thought you were some douchebag” he gasps dramatically while placing his hands on his chest. "I'm upset you would think such a thing of me, y/n.," you laugh “ I just assumed that everyone on the basketball team was self-centered, but you're different” he sighs “at least, your perceptions of me has changed, although mine of you has remained the same," he smiles. You turn to face him.

“ what do you mean? I was so sure you didn’t know who I was until this zombie thing happened” He advanced to closer to you “I always knew who you were..kind and caring who always tries her best beautiful and smart and who's really good at science ” A bashful smile now graced his features, as well as a tint of crimson on his ears.

your heart was running laps after hearing is words it made you happy. However, in such a short period of time, you found yourself feeling a way around him, as he constantly asked how you were doing and risking his life and just being so caring towards you. At times, you found it yourself feeling nervous when he would look at you. Just like now

But this only served to affirm that the feelings was at least somewhat mutual, and it simultaneously made you sad since you were worried that Heeseung might die while defending you. Leaving you to be on your own; for fear of the worst scenario, you didn't want to grow attached to him.

“Heeseung..i- “ it’s fine we don’t have to talk about it right now let’s just focus on finding some food yeah?” You nod, and he stands up and extends his hand to you to assist you in getting up. You loved the feeling of his hands on yours you didn’t want to let go “can I..keep holding your hand” He nods "Of course I wasn't planning on letting go, your keeping me warm," he smiles as you grinned back. The sensation of his chilly hands on yours made your heart race.

“You ready?” He pauses for a moment before speaking “I am but I need a boost” you raise a brow “a boost? What do you mean?” He smirks “ a good luck kiss ” you laugh as you hit his shoulder “ I think that’s a bit to early we haven’t even gone on a date yet..” he turns to you as his eyes shinned in anticipation “ so your saying.. you want to go on a date with me ” you smile as you place a small peck on his cheek “yes if we mange to make it out of here I want to go on many dates with you heeseung.”

As your wrists are still bound, you nearly drag him behind you as you turn around and walk forward. Unaware that he was blushing excessively, Heeseung was relieved that you had looked away from him so that you couldn't notice his transformation into a tomato or the darkening of his eyes.

Little did you know heeseung had been bit yet somehow hadn’t turned.. Despite having the temptation to bite you strongly in his mind, Heeseung was trying everything in his ability to resist, even if it meant starving himself in the process

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kindnessisweakness2 · 10 months

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Delusional -Part 22

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Delaney questioned Alex as he stood from the table and made his way towards her. “Ah Ah Ah...” He sarcastically wagged his finger at her. “Wow, Teller really has re lit the fire in you. Think your untouchable?” He challenged her, the look in his eye begging her to say something, to fight back. "Your Mom called me. She wants me to take you back. Begged me pretty much.” Delaney scowled at him. “What is it you want Alex? Im done playing this fucking game with you.” Alex smirked at her. “Isnt it obvious? I want you dead. i just want to enjoy fucking with you first. By the time im done you’ll be begging me for death. It’ll be a mercy.” Tears stung at Delaneys eyes. "Why? What have I done to deserve this, any of it?" Alex studied the broken woman in front of him. She looked tired and scared. Part of him debated just giving in and killing her quickly. Maybe he had put her through enough. But despite any reason he could think of to give her mercy, he knew he wouldn't be fully satisfied until he had her blood on his hands. Soaking in his skin, the spray of it coating his face. Oh he couldn't explain how bad he craved it. A knock on the door pulled him from his thoughts. Pointing the gun at her again he nudged his head towards the door. “Get rid of them. If you say anything, hint at anything being wrong i will kill them and you.” Delaney shuffled towards the door with Alex at her back, digging the barrell of the gun into her side. She was trying her best to stay calm, but all she wanted to do was break down. Let it all out, the screams, the tears. Fear and Anger weighed heavy on her chest. Opening the door just enough to pop her head out, her worried eyes fell on Halfsack. Trying to keep a neutral face, but secretly hoping he would notice something off and tell Jax, Delaney managed a small smile. “Hey, Jax sent me just to check on you, Make sure you didnt need anything. I know you guys arent in the best place right now, but he cares Ya’know.” Kip started to Ramble. Delaney’s eyes filled with tears she couldnt stop. Clearing her throat trying to move the fast growing lump, she tried not to think that this would possibly be the last time she laid eyes on someone in her family. If she knew yesterday would be the last time she saw Jax, she wouldnt of wasted it arguing. The issue of Tara seemed stupid now. Now that today would be her last day. Tried not to think of their little baby tucked away in her belly, another one they wont get the chance to raise. Death would be a blessing in that regard, she wouldnt have to feel the pain of losing another child. “I-Im Fine. Thank you. P-Please tell Jax, that i love him, m-more than a-anything.” Halfsack smiled but looked at his VP’s old Lady quizzically. She was weird,But he couldnt put his finger on it. Is this what pregnancy hormones does to women? Kip nodded at her anyway and started to head back towards his bike. “Oh and Kip?” He turned as she called. “Please can you tell him I’m Sorry?” Kip couldnt hide the confused look on his face but before he could question what she was sorry for the door was shut. Getting on his bike, He headed straight towards Gemma’s. He couldnt shake the feeling something was off.

“Jax i think you need to go home.” Halfsack walked straight into Gemmas Kitchen, finding his VP sat at the table drinking a coffee. He looked like he had been up all night with the weight of the world on his shoulders. “Is she okay?” Gemma questioned worriedly. The last thing her son needed was anything to happen to Delaney and the baby. “Shes weird, i dont know how to explain it. Somethings off Jax. She said to tell you she loves you more than anything, but she was all stuttery and was trying to stop herself from crying. And then i was about to leave she called my name and said to tell you she was sorry.” Kip really couldnt explain the panicked feeling it left him with, but he needed Jax to go home. “So do you think she was just upset about the argument we had? Crying is normal right? Shes pregnant and hormonal.” Jax tried to think logically. Maybe Halfsack was overthinking this. “No baby, i think we should go check on her. If he thinks something is off, its worth checking out. Shes been through alot recently, lets just go make sure she is fine.” Jax nodded at his mother. He didnt want to wait till Monday to go home anyway. This thing with Tara was sorted, he’s handled it, so he was hoping they could move on. He could go home and start getting ready for their little miracle baby. Their boy. Even thinking about the baby made a smile stretch on his face. The three of them. Their own little family. Grabbing his Kutte, Jax followed his mom out the door and headed to his bike. He was going home.

There were many times in her life that Delaney pictured her death. Planned it, hoped for it even. Part of her always knew Alex would one day be the cause of it. But one thing she didnt imagine, was that it would happen in Jax’s house. There she was, on her knees infront of Alex, in Jax’s living room. Gun only a few inches from her forehead. 1 Shot. Clean. Execution Style. Thats all it would take, and she would no longer exist. Would Jax be the one to find her? No, she didnt want that image left for him. She didnt want him to see her like that. It would haunt him. How long would he wait before seeking comfort from another woman? Would it be Tara’s arms he fell back into? She hoped not. But the thought of him running to a crow eater for comfort didnt make her feel any better. She could see the front door in her peripheral vision, like it was taunting her. Her only escape route and she couldnt take it. A punch to the side of the head brought her out of her thoughts. Fuck. “Are you even listening?” Alex spat at her. She winced as pain shot down her face and through her jaw. “Yeah, some shit about your gonna kill me. Leave my body for Jax. Whatever. I told you earlier. Im done with your games. You wanna kill me? Get it fucking over with.” Another smack split her cheek and had her seeing stars. Her ears were ringing with the force of the smack and she blinked hard trying to come to her senses. She heard the safety click off on the gun and her stomach dropped. “Are you gonna cry?” He taunted. Gritting her teeth, Delaney looked forward. Was she fuck going to give him the satisfaction of seeing her panic. No if she was being taken from this earth, she was doing it swinging. She was fighting. She wasnt going to make it easy for this bastard. “Any Last words my love?” He grinned as he looked down at her. So scared, but trying to be so strong. He could see it in her eyes, the fear, and he would be lying if he said it didnt make him happy. “Yeah, I hope that Jax tortures you before he kills you. I hope he hurts you so fucking bad. Makes you cry like the pathetic little boy you really are on the inside. Theres a reason you are the way you are Alex. What is it huh? Mommy didnt love you enough? Did she not hug you? Did Daddy beat you? Was he never proud? Were you never good enough Alex Reid? Tried your hardest but never got daddy and mommy’s approval.” She could see the rage flicker in his eyes. It was working, she was getting to him. With any luck he would kill her quickly.

Pulling up to the unusually quiet house, Jax was instantly worried. Usually the music Delaney played could be heard in the street it was that loud. And if you stood at the bottom of the drive you could see her dancing and swaying about the kitchen to the beat as she cleaned or cooked. There was always movement in their home, but now it was eerily quiet. Deciding instantly they needed to be careful Jax walked to where his mom sat in her car. “Prospect was right. Somethings off. Stay here, call the rest of the guys.” Gemma’s face showed her worry instantly. “Ya’know shes probably in bed getting rest like the doctor told her yesterday. You should probably leave her alone, let her rest. The doors not smashed off, its not trashed and theres no sign of an intruder. Jax maybe give her time.” Gemma tried to reason with her son, there was no sign of anything being wrong apart from the house being quiet. Sleeping people dont make much noise. Jax shook his head as he thought about what his mom said. He had the same feeling as Halfsack now he was here. His stomach twisted painfully. He just had to see her. Once he saw with his own eyes he would know she was okay and he would leave her to rest. “Okay, your probably right. I’ll go in through the garage and just check on her.” Knowing her son wasnt going to rest until he saw her in the flesh, Gemma agreed. Lighting a cigarette, she sat back and waited for Jax to come back.

#sons of anarchy #sons of anarchy fanfiction #sons of anarchy imagine #Jax Teller #jax teller fanfiction #jax teller imagine #jax teller x reader #jax teller x oc

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samwinchesterswifu · 8 months

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Contagious pt. 2 (Sam Winchester x Read Smut Series)

Requested: No

Season 2 x Episode 1

Warnings: slow burn, slight kink if you squint your eyes.

Song Inspiration: This series is going to have a lot of song inspo, but the main one is "Contagious" by Trapt

MINORS DNI

A/N: I thought this would be a good way to continue the series. I may end up doing little episodes here and there, but honestly not sure how far im gunna take this. Would love some feed back on this!

Word Count: 2500

Summary: All four of them just had gotten into a car wreck, Deans in a medical coma, Sam is all over the place, but finally, he gives her a taste of what she wants.

It has been an extremely long year. Joining the boys on a man hunt for their father John. Encountering everything they could think of. From almost dying to a wendigo, to playing guess who with a shapeshifter, bugs, a spooky dead doctor, and being reminded why people are truly just terrible. Watching Dean help an old lover, only to watch him make the same mistake Sam made just a few years ago. It was exhausting. On top the constant killing of the bad guys, Sam gave her major whiplash. There’d be moments where he would show his younger self again. Show her signs that maybe he was ready to experience all the love the two of them shared again. Only to be gone in an instant whenever the demon was brought up. Sam wanted revenge. She couldn’t blame him. Hell, if something tried to kill Sam, her dagger would be through the monster’s heart within minutes. She just felt like a second choice. A back up plan. That was until they had gotten into a wreck.

Her and Sam were sitting in the front seat. While the two of them were left uninjured, just a few cuts and bruises. Dean was in a coma. John was recovering in a separate hospital room. Sam was obviously distant. Worried and pacing back and forth between John’s room and Dean’s. She sat and kept John company. To help distract her from the possibility of potentially losing someone she called her family.

Sam had come to check up on John once again before disappearing down the hall. She was looking down at her hands. Going over the small scar that Sam had accidentally created during their first kiss. His pocketknife had slipped from his pocket where her hands were placed. Making a clean cut through her skin. John cleared his throat, making her look up at him. He smiled.

“I remember that cut,” Johns deep voice rumbled through his empty room.

“Sam was so worried you would get an infection and was so scared of getting in trouble with Hank.” He chuckled lowly.

“That boy is terrified of your father.”

She grinned at his statement. But was quickly replaced.

“He’s still in love with you kid,” sincerity was behind his voice, but it was hard to believe.

“I doubt that John.” She sighed.

“Every time he comes in here, checking on me, he’s also clocking you.” John had a grin on his face that made it seem like he was proud of Sam.

“What do you mean?” She asks.

“He’s checking up on you to make sure you don’t also randomly collapse. He’s worried enough about Dean, but if you went under? He’d freak.”

A small smile tugged at her lips. Hopefully John was right. Suddenly, Sam was at John’s room, tears brimming his eyes and he looked panicked.

“It’s Dean!” He practically yelled.

She quickly got up from her chair and rushed with Sam to Dean’s room where the machine was beeping and the doctors were trying to save him. His heart had stopped, and she could see Sam was close to ripping apart in stress. Finally, the doctors were able to save him. She dared not lay a hand on Sam. After what happened prior, she was afraid.

They both returned to John’s room. He asks questions about what happened. Reassuring Sam that things where gunna be okay. Sam twiddles with his fingers nervously. A deep sigh left his lips. There was clearly something on his mind.

“Dad?” Sam pipes up.

John grunted in response.

“It felt like Dean was there.” Sam’s eyes kept darting between her and John. Like he was a scared kid about to be ridiculed by John.

Huh?

“What are you talking about kid?” John’s attention was attracted.

“Like, Dean was there. Out of ear shot. Is that possible?” Sam was still twiddling with his thumbs.

“Anything’s possible son.” John looked at her as if to say, “Has this kid gone insane?”

Sam shook his head. Another few minutes of silence Sam stood up. His head peaked down to look at her. There was hope in his eyes.

“Can I talk to you?” Sam was nervous again. His voice quivered like he was cold.

All she could do was muster up a nod.

Getting up, she gave John a quick glance, him grinning back at her.

Sam pulls her away from John’s room. His fingers felt like hot stones on her skin. Her heart rate increased rapidly to the point she could practically hear it in her ears. Sam had pulled her away into a small little hallway. Making it seem as if he didn’t want anyone to bother them.

“You think I’m crazy,” he sighs.

“What?” She was completely confused.

“You didn’t say anything. You typically have some witty response to shoot back at me.” Sam returned to a scared puppy. That’s all he ever was. A scared puppy.

“I’m just trying to process everything right now Sam. It’s been a hell of a year.” Her voice was laced with bitterness. It was enough to make Sam cowardly.

“I know.” His eyes looked glossy as if he was getting ready to cry.

“Sammy,” she sighed.

It was like it was a repeated event of when they first “got back” together.

“It’s highly possible that Dean’s spirit is running around. I just don’t know how we would communicate with him.” Sam’s gaze softened; it was a similar look when he was thinking.

“That’s it!” Sam exclaimed. Making her jump at this sudden boom of his voice.

“What?” Again, she was lost.

“A Ouija board!” Sam was practically bouncing on his heels.

She groaned at his words.

“Sam come on. You know we don’t mess with those things! Dean would be furious!” She shook her head. She truly couldn’t believe his words.

Sam started to walk away from her. Not uttering a word.

“Where are you going!” She shouts after him.

“Keep dad company!” Sam responded.

She scoffed. Winchesters.

Instead of returning to John’s room, she heads to Dean’s. Her heart hurt seeing him hooked to all the wires. She sits in the chair next to his bed, just studying him. A long sigh left her lips and her head fell into her hands. Taking a deep breath, she began speaking. Hoping that Dean wouldn’t actually be able to hear what she had to say, even though he was right behind her in his ghostly form.

“Dean,” her voice cracked and was close to tears.

“I don’t know how much longer I can do this with Sam.” She shook her head, a few tears slipping down her cheeks.

“I love him, I love your brother so damn much, I always have,” She took another pause as footsteps approached.

Sam rounded the corner into Dean’s room, a bit taken aback that she was present. Holding a paper bag, he overall just looked confused.

“Are you okay?” He asked as he began to sit on the floor in front of Dean’s bed.

“Fine,” she was sharp with her words, and the younger Winchester flinched at her tone.

She rose from her chair, joining beside him. He pulled out the board and another groan left her lips.

“Dean is going to kill you.” He let out a small laugh and nodded in agreement.

Quickly setting up the board, he looked at her for a second. A wave of concern and sincerity washed over his eyes. His hand began to raise, but was put down almost as fast. He seemed hesitant, which has become more often these days.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Sam's voice was sweet, laced with honey enough to get her drunk off of it, but she had to remain composure.

All she could do was muster up a nod. He sighed in response as he turned his attention towards the board.

Sam placed his fingers on the planchette, looking at her and waiting for her to do the same. She mirrorod his movements, nodding that she was ready. Sam took another deep breath.

“Dean, are you with us?” Sam asked, a few moments of silence, then the planchette started to move towards ‘yes’.

He let out an excited squeak. Which was too cute beyond words.

“What is keeping you away, is there a case?” Sam asked, and the planchette moved back to ‘yes’.

“Do you know what it is?” Sam asked.

The planchette began to move over the letters REAP.

A small ‘huh’ left Sam’s lips.

The planchette began to move again, without a question asked. Her heart rate began to increase, afraid of what Dean had in mind. The planchette moved over the letters LOVE. Both her and Sam’s heads snapped towards another. A look of confusion falling over both of them.

“What are you saying Dean?” She asked.

LOVEBIRDS.

A wave of heat rose to her cheeks. He was listening to her rant after all. Sam shuffled in his place awkwardly. It was one of the things she loved about him. He’s been awkward ever since he was a kid. Another grunt left Sam and he turned back to the planchette.

“Is the reaper after you?” Sam asked, trying to get rid of the tension.

The planchette moved back to ‘yes’.

Sam rose from his position, and began to pace back and forth.

“Sam, Dean will be fine,” she says as she rises to meet him.

“I know, I’m just worried.” He stopped pacing and his eyes raised in the way he got about when having a bright idea in his head.

“Wait! I’ll go ask Dad, stay here,” Sam says leaving the room.

Completely lost into what was going on, she sat back down in the chair next to Dean’s bed. Cursing at the old brother for the trick he pulled. Sam returned back to Dean’s room, holding John’s infamous journal in his hands. He begins reading aloud the page about reapers.

“Can I sit next to him?” Sam asks through his puppy dog eyes.

She nods, standing toe to toe to Sam. Before switching spots, Sam reaches out to her. Hesitantly grabbing her hand, and lacing his fingers with her. He gives it a tight squeeze, as if he was afraid that she was gonna slip away from him. Slowly, Sam lowers his face towards her. Panic arose in her heart. Why was he doing this now? When Dean was in a coma? Before Sam’s lips connected with hers, Dean jolted up from his drug induced coma. The two pulled apart, trying to act like nothing was about to happen.

“What happened?” Dean asked, his brows furrowed as his eyes darted between the two.

Sam looked at her pleadingly, as if to tell her not to say anything. She gives him a small grin.

“I uhm, I need to go uhm, do something really fast.” She says, darting out of the room.

Walking towards the courtyard of the hospital looking to get some fresh air, She finds a wooden bench to sit at, and takes a few moments to breathe. Thoughts were rushing through her head as tears welled in her eyes. There was no warning, Sam has such a mind of his own that it was whiplash all the time. Her heart stung at his actions. While yes, it felt like he was getting better, that he was trusting her again, leaning on her again, it just felt manufactured.

The door to the courtyard opened, and John walked out. A concerned smile tight on his face. He joins her, placing a hand on her that rested on her thigh. All of the emotions became too much. John pulled her into his side as the tears began to flow. Her sobs echoed off the brick walls. John rubs the side of her arm in the hopes of bringing comfort. After a few moments, and she was able to recollect herself, John excuses himself, explaining that he needed to go see the boys. She wasn’t able to really respond.

She takes at least a bit to gather herself and prepare to see Sam again. Walking towards the area where their rooms were, She is pushed aside by rushing nurses and a doctor. Following them back towards Dean’s room. Sam stood out in the hallway, his fingers deep in his hair. He looked up for a moment, eyes connecting with hers. His eyes were saying more than what he was able to mumble. She rushes to his side as he begins to fall apart. Catching his slumped body in attempts to help console. She was able to finally see what was going on. John laid still in the hallway, hearing them call out the time of death. She knew then that things were definitely going to change between them. Not only did she have to help pick up the pieces after Jess, but now the same with the death of his father. But it wasn’t a burden to her.

Things finally settled down and they were preparing to leave the hospital. A hunter's funeral was in the plans for John. Before leaving the hospital, Sam pulls her off into another side corridor, away from the eyes of Dean.

Within a swift movement, a hand was placed on her hip, another came up to caress her cheek. Sam applies enough pressure on her hip to push her flat against the wall. Butterflies swarmed in her stomach. She watched Sam’s eyes as they darted between her own eyes and lips. A small ‘fuck it’ fell from Sam and he crashed his lips with hers. The kiss was harmonious. His lips felt smooth like he still took care of his hygiene just how he did when they were kids. The hand that was placed on her hip came to engulf her other cheek. As he did this, Sam became more aggressive with his kiss. Their bodies became completely flushed together. He broke their contact, and dipped his head to her neck. Placing small kisses and nibbling softly, he reaches a certain spot that he knows drives her crazy. He bites down hard on that area, sucking slightly. A small gasp of pleasure escapes her lips and she could feel Sam’s hard-on bulge against her thigh. Suddenly, a small knock attracted both of their attention, only to realize it was a doctor going into a patient’s room. Looking back at each other, they held a smile. She wasn’t sure what was going through his brain. His dad just died for christ sake. But maybe he was looking for familiarity with what was unknown right now.

Dean calls out their name, making both of them sigh. Rounding the corners, Dean stops looking through the other rooms as soon as he spots them.

“Come on you too,” Dean motions towards him.

Nodding, they both begin to follow him. Sam places his hand on the little bit of her back, guiding her through the halls. Hopefully, Sammy was coming back to her.

#sam winchester x reader #supernatural fanfiction #sam winchester #supernatural #dean winchester #dean winchester x reader

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bokunosoul · 1 year

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Can you write a fluff Todoroki Shoto oneshot where his crush is ranked 5th in 1A and generally very calm, logical and levelheaded but she loses all her composure when a snake ends up in their housing during training camp and he shuts down Sero and Denki's teasing before taking her somewhere quiet and they confess as he calms her down/reassures since she's embarrassed? Thank you!

Shoto Todoroki x Reader One Shot

💌: AWWW i loved this request, sorry for the late post

It was a sunny day in the training camp, it was a freaking hot day out. Everybody in the mountains was scattered all over the place, with one thing in mind. Training. Everybody was frustrated about what happened on the other month on what happened when they were with the Wild wild pussycats and everybody was hurt.

Mentally and physically. You were distracted by the beautiful plants and animals in the forest and wondering around the place even though it was chaotic. You can heard a mile away Bakugo saying to himself "DIE DIE DIEEEE!". Which is so typically of him and Aoyama going back and fourth in the lavatory to comfort himself.

It seemed that just your feet wandered of somewhere and taken you to the main training grounds where the students gather and 1v1 each other.

"Y/N, there you are! are you interested in sparring with someone?" asked mina

"Ehhhh, maybe?" you said with boredom and sighing. She smiled, then pulled my hand off to the side. "Todoroki, Y/N has no partner in sparring so i'm leaving you with her!!!" she shrieked, leaving you with him. He looks so exhausted and bathed in his sweat in wearing a tank top carving his well build body. You must admit that this boy is not to be messed with and undeniably one of the most powerful students in the school and the most handsome one. You look up to him, or rather liked him. He was kinda snobby at first but after what happened he kind of changed and become a better person suddenly.... youve always thought that quiet boys are the hottest.

You smirked at Shoto and challenged him "Are you willing to spar with me Mr. Icy hot?". Him, still breathing heavily from his training replied calmly "Sure."

The sparring began and one by one and two by two. You started evading each others attacks and you both landed equal attacks at eachother.

"That's why i love sparring with strong men! they are so persistent." you said looking smug while landing a close combat attack on him. Shoto was about to land a attack and to your horror, your worst nightmare came true.

"EEEECK!!!!"

You screamed as a snake landed in your shoulder. You just stand in fright and it was embarassing for him to see yourself scared of such a small creature.

Meanwhile he stares at you hesitating to attack. Shoto thought to himself, the almighty y/n afraid of snakes?

"Y/N, are you..... afraid of snakes?" he said with his poker face. You nodded, traumatized as a yes.

Everybody in the training grounds was shocked and in disbelief. The believed that you were afraid of nothing.

"Oooooooooohhhhh~ nows your chance to comfort Y/N-chan." Sero teased and Denki spat back "This is the chance icy hot kisses her." Denki said and started laughing with Sero making kissing noises.

He facepalmed and took your hand and walked away into the forest and sat by the bench infront of the lake.

"Hey, are you okay?" he said softly as he put his arms on my shoulder and you looked away blushing, since you just have embarassed yourself infront of him.

"Y-yeah im kind of good now."

"Are you sure?"

Tears started to flow in your cheeks and said "It was terrifying i t-thought that it was going to bit me." he patted your back and you said sniffling

Whilst wiping the tears of your face "It was also embarrassing for you to see."

"Why? it's normal to fear someone of something, i don't really get why you are embarassed- "

"I-it's because i like you."

His eyes widened in shock, and his face reddens while holding your shaking hand. He looked away and flashed a akward smile. Which is so not him.

"Did you just...... smiled?"

"I don't know."

"Well, that's fcked up."

He turned to face me and smiled sincerely and said "happy now?"

#boku no hero imagines #shoto x you #shoto x reader #shoto torodoki #shoto todoroki x reader #shoto todoroki x you #mha x reader #mha x y/n #my hero academia x reader

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themultifandomgal · 8 months

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Matt Casey- Fight For Us Pt4

Since this whole thing with Matt and Voight I've been getting really nervous, nervous for Ella and I

"Antonio's going to help us"

"Matt I don't think your understanding. The house isn't safe for Ella. Look Matt I love you but until this blows over we're going to stay with Gabby" I say as I'm packing Ella's bag

"YN you can't leave. We're good again and now your taking my daughter"

"Im not taking her away Matt. We're not splitting up, but I'm scared that one of us is going to get hurt. Voight pulled me over saying I ran a stop sign which I didn't, Ella was in the car Matt. It was a threat. I just need to know Ella's safe"

"I know. I know. Im sorry. I promise this will be over" Matt pulls me into him kissing my forehead

"Im just so scared"

"So you and Matt are on a break?"

"No. It's just with all of this Voight stuff. Im just scared Kelly. What if Ella gets hurt because of this"

"Do you want Matt to retract his statement"

"No. It's to late to do that anyway" my phone rings, but I don't recognise the number straight away

"Hello? What? Oh god.....yeah I'll be there in 10"

"Who was that?" Kelly asks

"The hospital. Matts been hurt. Can you watch Ella for me?" I whisper so Ella doesn't hear

"Sure"

"Thanks" I get up off the couch and walk over to Ella who's sat on the floor playing with some toy cars

"Hey Ella. Momma has to pop out for a little bit, but uncle Kelly is going to look after you. Ok?"

"Ok momma, but where are you going?"

"I just need to go and see someone. I won't be long" I kiss her on the head before leaving Kelly's and driving to the hospital.

"There's no cracked ribs. You're next in line

for the CT scam" Dr Thomas walks in with the X-ray results while I stand with Antoni nervously biting my nails "can you sit up for me?"

"Yeah" Matt groans. I can see the bruise on his side already forming

"I need you to take some deep breaths, okay?" I look out if the window and see Herrmann, Otis, Mouch and my dad. Dad walks in and over to me giving me a hug

"Wheres Ella?"

"With Kelly" I tell him

"Sounds clear that's good"

"Thanks Hallie" I give her a small smile

"Just doing my job. You can lay back now Matt" Hallie helps Matt to lie down

"Casey, how are you?" Dad asks

"Sore"

"So no faces on this guys? Markings? Anything distinguishable?" Antonio asks

"One of them had a tattoo. Forearm. Left... oh god maybe right" Matt starts to get upset. I take his hand in mine and give it a squeeze

"Antonio maybe come back a little later" I tell him

"Alright. Rest for a few"

"This was Voight wasn't it?" I ask looking at Matt "not him directly, but he orchestrated this"

"Matt. Believe ne, I know what you're going through and I know what youre thinking. But we are gonna figure out how to do this the right way. You've got a daughter and a wife so don't you dare do anything to land yourself in jail. Do you hear me?"

"Yeah" dad walks out to talk more to Antonio while I stay in the room with Matt

"I can't sit back and take it"

"I know but he wants you to be the bad guy. He wants you do make a bad move and then pin something else on you. Babe I don't want to lose you so please for me, for Ella just let Antonio deal with this"

"I think you were right to move out with Ella for now. Keep her safe"

"I love you Matt. Just be careful"

"I will. I love you too"

"Momma when can I see daddy?" Ella asks as I place some food in front of her. I look at Kelly for some support but I don't get any help off him

"Errm soon"

"Are you and daddy mad at each other again? Like when uncle Andy died. Like uncle Kelly is mad at daddy?"

"No baby. We're not mad at each other. Promise"

"Then why are we living here not at home?"

"Because...."

"Because the bath is leaking and you missy need to have warm baths"

"Then why isn't daddy here?"

"Wow your asking a lot of questions tonight Ella. Daddy has lots of paper work to do and doesn't want to keep you or momma awake. It will be over soon"

"Ok" Ella carries on eating her dinner like nothings wrong

"Thank you" I quietly say "I just don't know what to tell her"

"It's ok. Things will be ok YN" Kelly gives me a little hug

"I just want thinks your be ok again. I want us to feel safe again"

"I know"

#one chicago #one chicago imagine #chicago fire imagine #chicago fire #matt casey #matt casey x oc #matt casey imagine #matt casey x reader

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iheartcake123 · 2 years

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☁️babysit-eddie munson☁️

a/n: yoo i cringe whenever i read back my fics for some reason😭

warnings: contains some spoilers from S4 so do NOT read on if you haven’t watched every episode!!

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summary: you don’t actually hate eddie munson

“so, you’re telling me to stay here and babysit eddie munson?” you looked at your friends in front of you.

“it’s just for now, until we find vecna, kill him and prove his innocence” dustin explained and you sighed.

“and why do i need to keep an eye on him? he’s grown like me and is perfectly capable of taking care of himself. if he was your age then understandable, i’d babysit but, he’s not”

“i know, you don’t like eddie but it’s just this once. i wouldn’t have called you to do this if it wasn’t important”

dustin looked at you with his puppy dog eyes and with a groan, you nodded your head.

“okay, i’ll do that for you. just make sure to keep me updated on what’s happening” you sent dustin a small smile to which he grinned at you.

“thank you!” dustin beamed “we’ve got to go now but have fun, you’re going to realise that eddie isn’t that bad”

“yeah yeah, see you later” you ushered him off before glumly walking into the out house where eddie was hiding.

“so munson, you’re stuck with me until your name is cleared” you announced before slamming the door shut and taking a seat on a random chair in the outhouse near the lake.

eddie was laying in the boat playing with the rings on his fingers.

“great” you heard eddie mutter under his breath sarcastically.

“im not happy about this either? i’d rather be out there helping find vecna instead of staying here and playing babysitter with your ass” you fired at him which caused him to roll your eyes.

“leave me here then! im actually a year older than you, im fully capable of taking care of myself” eddie sat up to look at you.

with a chuckle, you shook your head “no chance, the rest of the guys trusted me to keep an eye out for you so that’s what im going to do”

eddie loudly sighed before pulling the tarp over himself. you preferred him that way. quiet and with less to worry about.

as the hours past, you and eddie barely spoke a work to each other. the only time you both interacted was for discussing what he wanted to eat.

as he ate a box of cereal you couldn’t help but be irritated by the crunching noises of every time he chewed.

“can you maybe keep it down?” you snapped which caused him to react by rolling his eyes.

“im just trying to eat here” he said with a mouthful.

“well…then could you stop?”

with a raised eyebrow, eddie put the box of cereal down and payed his full attention to you.

“i don’t know why you hate me, i did nothing to you and you know i never killed chrissy..so why do you act like im a killer?” he asked in a serious tone.

with a sigh you shook your head.

“i don’t hate you munson..i just think that- i just-i don’t know what to think okay?” you looked down at your hands as you played with your fingers “look, you won’t understand but i lost someone close to me last year with all this type of stuff and i thought it had all gone away. and with it being back and with people dying..im just- forget it, you won’t understand”

eddie softens his eyes as he looked at you with a small smile.

“try me. trust me, i probably understand you a lot more than you think” he told you and you sighed.

“im just scared. scared of losing someone i care about and as much as you and i don’t get along, you mean a lot to dustin who’s like a little brother to me so i care about you too”

“oh i-”

“it’s sounds dumb. i know”

eddie stood up and moved closer to where you were sat.

“i don’t think it’s dumb, i think it’s understandable and explains why you’re so guarded” he placed a hand on your leg and you nodded your head.

“thanks” you sent him a small smile “and you’re not as bad as i thought you’d be”

“i know, such a softie i am. honestly, it ruins my look of being this totally cool guy” eddie made a rock sign with his hands as he said that and you laughed lightly shaking your head.

“don’t worry, i won’t let anyone know about your soft side. your secret is safe with me” you patted his hand with a grin.

“and your secret is safe with me” eddie removed his hand and sat up straight fixing his jacket.

“what secret?” you raised an eyebrow trying to think about what secret you could’ve possibly told him.

after sending eddie a confused look, he smirked before nudging your shoulder with his.

“the secret that you don’t actually hate eddie munson”

#stranger things x reader #stranger things fic #stranger things imagines #stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson imagines #eddie munson fic

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dullweapons · 4 days

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okay so since there are a few hylia’s ( i can count about four ? 2 new & 2 from mutuals on side blogs or side muses … im sure there will be more , hell i wanna write a hylia too lol ) so imma write out how ray actually feels about hylia as clear as i can . i don’t really have a problem with hylia myself ? my only problem with her is her being added late into the games but skyward sword is old like me now so im over it . ( i do dislike that we just forgot demise but imma pretend he’s still here hush— @harbingered for my demise 👀 i will pay attention to him i swear )

ray HATES hylia . perhaps the most out of the gods & deities of the world . he curses her & blames her for a lot of things even when she clearly isn’t to blame . he uses her like a scapegoat . someone to point the anger he feels at when there is no one else to blame but himself . he’ll blame her for the troubles zelda goes through , or link or even ganondorf . because he knows hylia . seen her . felt the sting of her magic . saw her bring up the humans to their safe haven in the sky & leave him down there . she didn’t care .

as a child he was taught to worship hylia, as all the children of skyloft settlement were. his family had small statues of her that they gave offerings too . he would pray to her just as his mother told him to . so he was fine with her … maybe a touch annoyed — but that was mostly towards his mother being quite religious & making him repeat hail hylia when he was naughty ( which was often af )

upon being forced into the ancient battle ; his views were forcibly shifted by his father . not by any commands but more due to his father talking about how hylia cares not for him nor any other demons . lamatar believes demise would do right by the demons & monsters ( was that true ? who knows ) . he would beat this idea into ayrin until he began to think it himself .

“ hylia doesn’t care about me. if she did, she would’ve stopped me from joining this war . she wouldn’t have me here …mama says hylia loves us all but no one loves me. she doesn’t either .”

continuing on, ayrin was stuck by the goddess blade causing a horrible scar that glows similarly to TP! ganondorf’s scar. due to it being a holy blade , it couldn’t go away as easily as death or other wounds for the demonic weapon & he was out of battle for weeks. ( visual ref of rays scar here ! ) i have been debating it be hylia who struck him , but it can just be the first link . regardless , he sat there — scared & angry , not just because he failed his father , but hylia hurt . her blade hurts so so much . hylia is pain .

further down the timeline ; he continues to see princesses & queens struggle with their magic or are forced into horrible situations of the cycle born of demise . he sees link , so young forced into battle & losing his childhood only to become a shell . he’s seen ganondorf turned into a monster of anger & greed for what was once a king has become nothing but a pig . if hylia stayed a god perhaps things would be different . perhaps not . regardless, he blames them all : the golden goddesses , hylia & demise . none of them are free from his hate .

but hylia worship has grown strong again by botw & by then — he is a tired , cynical old man . he works hard to make sure his solders are ready for the war that is coming against calamity ganon . he sees the princess struggle to awaken her powers . he scoffs at her & wonders if the blood of the goddess is finally gone from tainting the royal family.

& he prayed to hylia to save them from the calamity when the calamity came & took over all the sheikah technology & his men died trying to get to akkala .

& she did not answer .

so for the hylia rpers i totally understand if you’re like “ damn he a hater idk if i wanna interact “ because he’s never ever gonna warm up to her . also if you wish to discuss what happened between them during the ancient battle please feel free to DM me ! my default does not need to be canon minus 1: ayrin / bby ray going to the war & 2: ray being struck goddess blade . those two are the only requirements — im flexible with anything !

#⸻ ray : about ✦ remember me i ask . remember me i sing ˎˊ˗#( my man the number one hater . the original hater . the OG . )#( he’s has t shirts )

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gloomiebearwritings · 2 years

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OOOOO HIIIIII :D

this might be big or small depending on how you see it but shang, kaui, hanzo, erron, shao, and kotal with a S/O who almost died in a car crash because of an earthquake and they had to get surgery because they were impaled like really bad? PLEASE MAKE IT ANGSTY I NEED SADNESS 💔 you dont have to take this if you don’t want to im fine with it OKAY THANKS BYEEE 🙂

It's so sad!!! 😭I'm sorry I had to leave Kotal out, it was getting a bit long and my brain was a little fizzled out! I hope ya like 'em!! ❤❤❤

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Shang Tsung

When the news was brought to him that the disaster had caused you to be severely injured he dropped everything, his heart sinking to his stomach when he was told you may not make it. He demanded you get the best care possible, becoming furious when those taking care of you didn’t keep him as informed as he felt they should.

Even though he was told you were stable he considered taking your soul if you didn’t make it in the end, keeping it close to him for as long as he can. He didn’t become rational again until he was told he could see you, and though you were still unconscious, he sat bedside and spoke to you, telling you how he’s right there for you. Though the moment you were stable enough to go home some time later you found he’d somewhat neglected his projects- being too concerned with you to focus.

He never truly left you alone after that, not wanting to risk losing you again, and not wanting to have to take your soul so soon. But in secrecy he kept the precious gold and glass ornament he would keep your soul safe in.

Kuai Liang

His heart felt like it had stopped when he was told you were caught in the accident, frantically trying to get more information from anyone who knew more. You were his everything, his beloved, so the idea of losing you made him feel ill. However, he fell to his knees when he was told you may not survive on the way to the hospital, begging you to please make it through it all.

While he couldn’t see you until you were stable enough he paced around your home, eyes always falling on places you’d always sit or be. He quietly stared at your side of the bed, unable to bear the idea of that place no longer being warmed by you.

The moment he was able to see you he dropped everything to come to your bedside. Seeing you so wounded hurt him; he told you he was there now, and that things would be okay- though truthfully, he was still scared. When you were strong enough to go home, he made sure you had your space to continue recovering, not letting anyone else really see you unless it was important.

Hanzo

He couldn’t handle the news as well as he wished he could, breaking down and begging to know if you had survived. Despite hearing that you had survived he could barely keep his head straight, demanding to know if you’ll make it. Even after being told you’d live, but needed intensive care he had a hard time staying strong- the fear of losing you crushing him every minute. The whole home felt cold without you, a feeling he couldn’t accept- an idea he refused to accept. You couldn’t die on him too, you just couldn’t.

He always dropped everything the moment he could visit you, telling you how much he loves you, and that he’s always going to be there. And as you recovered he became a little more lighthearted, smiling a bit more genuinely when he spoke to you. Sometimes another would accompany him, bringing little gifts like flowers to help keep you cheered up.

Upon coming home you’d find that most rejoiced, him having told everyone your progress in recovery. Though he kept you mostly to himself, wanting to embrace you and remind himself that you were really there, and had survived.

Erron

The idea of losing you hit him hard, reality sinking its teeth into him as he pleaded with whatever god was listening that you were alright. But when he was told you got caught in the disaster, and appeared to be severely wounded he had to bite back tears. He knew you had to live because you were such a strong person, he knew it, but it didn’t stop him from breaking down in private. Seated at the table he looked across to the chair you always sit in, unable to accept the idea that perhaps you’d never sit across from him again.

When visitation was granted he gladly neglected his duties to come see you, telling everyone off- not caring what he’d face later. At your side he’d dote on you more than ever, telling you how you just had to make it because he loved you so much. Though these turned to pleads and tears as he’d hold your hand tightly, giving you the softest kisses he could to your forehead.

Once you came home for the first time in what felt like forever to him, you’d find he’d made sure he had everything- blankets, pillows, anything to help keep you comfortable. He was told you could have long term pain from it all, and he accommodated the best he could to that; helping you reach things up above you or picking things up that you dropped.

Shao Kahn

You being caught up in a disaster so far away from him angered him, not at you, but at those who weren’t putting you before everyone else. He demanded that you get the best care, that he wouldn’t stand for you, his lover, to be put second. Despite his exterior however, in private he was distraught- the idea of losing you making him uneasy and agitated.

While he couldn’t see you himself he sent out people to see you, taking gifts to you and telling him your progress. Whenever he was told you were making good progress is the only time he’d be openly joyful, prideful of your strength. He’d boast about how strong you were, saying you would survive because you were too stubborn to go down like that.

Though once you were back in his arms you could feel how relieved he was, holding you as tightly against him as you could handle. You in his arms made his mind finally clear again; though he was as gentle as ever with you, seeing as you were still tender. Though now you found that others weren’t allowed to touch you unless it was to help with getting dressed when you were too sore.

#my works #mortal kombat #mortal kombat x reader #x reader #hanzo hasashi x reader #mk hanzo hasashi #mk scorpion #mk x reader #erron black #mk erron black #erron black x reader #mk sub zero #mk shang tsung #shang tsung x reader #shang tsung #mk shao kahn #shao kahn #shao kahn x reader

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starsofmilos · 2 years

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I felt the same (Adrian Chase x reader)

Request: ok i know you did a similar theme with the amnesia fic and stuff but im such a sucker for the trope of someone being taken and the person they love trying to get them back, i was wondering if you could something where the reader is taken by ppl who want info on task force x or vigilante or something and they would never ever give up vigilante or their friends but they're really scared and close to giving up because they dont think anyone cares about them and doesnt think anyone is gonna come for them (meanwhile adrian is like losing his mind looking for them, but they didnt know he felt the same way)

Okie! I gotcha.

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Warnings: angst, torture, violence, kidnapping, cursing, (READ WITH CAUTION),

Adrian felt sick. He didn’t know why he felt sick. He just knew he did. Something was wrong and he was wracking his brain all day struggling to find the answer. Maybe he was coming down with a small bug. That’s at least what he tried to convince himself as he sat at the office with all of you trying to concentrate on the details for the next mission.

You kept glancing at him concerned seeing him look so distant. It wasn’t usually like him. Adrian knew you kept glancing at him, but he just couldn’t bring himself to look back. Something was wrong. It felt like his chest was about to burst. It felt tight and he felt weak.

Right after Emilia finished the debriefing. You went to him wanting to check on him. “Hey Adrian. You okay?” He tried to shoot a smile to you not wanting to make you worry over him. You were someone he held close.

You both grew close when he joined the task force. It wasn’t hard for Adrian to fall for you. You were this kind, gentle nurse and IT tech. You didn’t treat him like he was dumb and genuinely respected his opinions.

“Yeah I’m okay cookie.” His nickname for you was cookie. You had a habit of stress baking and there was an entire week of you bringing him nonstop cookies wanting to get rid of them.

He loved it. You practically spoiled him. Anytime he was hurt, you fussed the most and would lecture him on being more careful. You didn’t care how he was Vigilante and even offered to be his personal nurse. Adrian realized he gained feelings for you the night he was shot. You sat everyday in the hospital waiting for him. Nursing him back to health when he got home.

You also had it bad for Adrian. It was hard not to fall for the guy. Did he have a dark side? Yeah, but besides that he was the nicest and sweetest person you had ever met. He was a dork and genuinely made you laugh. You liked him, but terrified of losing one of the best friends you’ve ever had, you never told him.

“You sure dude?” He nodded as you sat next to him pressing your palm to his forehead. “You don’t have a fever.” You sighed a bit worried. Adrian shook his head. “You don’t fuss over me. I’ll be good dude.” Adrian moved your hand off of him smiling at you.

You nodded before standing up. “Well I gotta go pick up lunch you wanna come with me?” You asked him hoping he’d agree. Usually some time out with you seemed to cheer him up.

“No I’m okay cookie. You go ahead.” You nodded. Adrian would regret not going with you. You grabbed your keys walking out with a small smile. “Alright I’ll be back soon.” You walked out driving to the pizza place everyone, but you seemed to like. It was alright though, your favorite deli was down the street from it.

You got the pizza setting it in your car right as you went to get in your seat. A cry called out to you. It was a young woman. “Please help!” You closed your door raising your hand approaching her. “Miss are you okay?!” “Oh thank god!! Please call 911!! My husband he passed out!” You looked to where she was pointing seeing a man on the floor.

“I’m a doctor! Let me look over him.” You ran to him pulling your phone out calling 911. Sighing in relief checking his pulse, you turned to his wife who stood behind you, “Does he have any preexisting medical condition-” You stopped seeing her smile before screaming feeling the man push a rag against your mouth.

‘Don’t breathe. Don’t breathe.’ You struggled trying to fight it off, but the need for air became too much. The woman smirked as your eyes drifted close. “We got her quickly throw her in the van.” The man nodded helping her moving to drive as she sat in the back tying you up. “We’ll finally get the info we want. Boss will be happy.” She cheered as you laid unconscious in the back.

It was two hours later than the time you said you’d be back. Adrian grew anxious waiting for your arrival. “Dude has anyone got in contact with Y/N?” John asked. Everyone was growing hungry. “I’ll call her.” Emilia sighed. She looked down in surprise when you didn’t answer. You always answer you phone. “Adrian can you try calling her?” He nodded feeling nauseated when it went straight to voicemail.

“John can you track her phone?” He nodded as Adrian kept calling you waiting for you to answer. “It says she still in front of the pizza place?” “Adrian-” Emilia was gonna ask him to go check on you.

“I’m on it.” He ran out with Chris behind him. They both got there immediately looking around for you. “Fuck where is she!?” “Vig her car!” Chris pointed at it. Adrian ran to it. Sure enough there sat the pizza but no sign of you. They both went silent seeing something shine in the distance.

“I’m calling Harcourt.” Chris told him as Adrian stared in shock at your bracelet that laid on the floor not to far from your car. You never took it off. It was a gift from Adrian. He saw it and thought of you so he bought it. It was only five dollars and mostly string, but you never took it off.

“Fuck!” Adrian kicked a nearby rock as the realization that something had happened to you settled in.

You gasped awake tied to a chair feeling groggy. “Fuck me...” You groaned out looking around. It was a dark room only one light shined in it and it was directly on you. “Shit.” You murmured struggling in your ties. Grunting as you tried to loosen the ties, you jumped hearing the door open.

“Hello.” A man walked in wearing a smirk. “You work with the task force correct?” You tried not to show your fear. “That depends who’s asking?” He smiled. “Ah a fighter I see.” You glared at him as he sat in front of you rolling his sleeves. “Listen I have some beef to deal with all of you.” You shook a bit as he pulled out a small pocket knife. “You guys destroyed my factory.”

The last mission you all had to break into a factory to get rid some butterflies working in there. Adrian had accidentally set the place on fire. You guys didn’t care enough to be angry the factory needed to be shut down anyways.”Okay and? Maybe you shouldn’t have been doing illegal shit.”

He laughed loudly as you pulled at your restraints. “You have no room to talk back. I’ve been scouting your team for a while now and came to the realization. You all need to pay. Because of you. I lost my fucking business. I’m still making money. Don’t get me wrong, but that was one my biggest sources of income-” “Oh boohoo. The villain lost their money. Fuck you.” He slapped you.

“Don’t fucking interrupt me bitch.” You spit on him as he smiled. “See I knew it was a good idea to grab you.” You tried to pull away as he grabbed your chin squeezing. “I’ve been watching your team. Trying to figure out who was the best to take. I thought about the one with the dye beard, but he would crack easily. I wanna break someone.” You struggled against his hold as he trailed his knife down your arm.

“I knew Waller’s daughter wouldn’t be fun. They’d get involved and she’d probably spend everything to find her. I didn’t want that trouble. The blonde one would’ve held out way longer than I would want her too. Even I know I can’t over power Peacemaker or Vigilante, but then I realized something...You.”

You cursed as he cut your forearm. “I saw you. The way they interact with you. You are the doctor for them. You cure them and care for them, but they don’t seem to care for you like you do them. So I wanted to take the one that would be easiest to break and you were perfect. You are gonna be so fucking fun to tear down. I give you three days before you give up all your friends that includes Vigilante’s identity.” You cried out as he dug his knife into your shoulder.

“FUCK YOU!” You struggled against your chains crying out as he cut your thigh. You screamed as he began slashing you. “This is gonna be fun Doc!” You glared at him as he laughed.

Adrian had been pacing the room. Why didn’t he go with you? Why did they take you? He grit his teeth kicking a nearby chair. “Dude calm down. I’m already looking for nearby footage.” John called out to him as Emilia sat there angrily. Who the fuck thought it was smart to take you of all people?

“Hurry the fuck up!” Adrian yelled at him sitting down. “We need to find her!!” Adrian had been playing every possible scenario in his head. What if they were hurting you? Or worse killed you?

“Okay I got it.” They all ran surrounding John. “Look there’s a woman approaching her.” Adebayo called out pointing at you. “Why did Y/N follow her?” Emilia asked before seeing you bend down behind a car. They moved to the camera showing a man had been laying unconscious on the floor.

“She was helping them,” Adrian spoke out before cursing as he saw the man sit up pressing a rag against your mouth. “Motherfucker!” Adrian yelled out angrily. You had asked him to go with you. He should’ve gone with you.

“Adrian calm down we’re gonna find her.” “They fucking played her. They had to have been watching her to know she would’ve helped them. She’s a doctor!” He sat down gripping his hair. Everyone else went silent. They couldn’t lose you, Adrian couldn’t lose you.

“Okay..” Emilia spoke up. “John start tracking her phone. Adebayo I need you to go to the store and ask the shop owners questions. Chris and me are gonna go over all of our old missions to see who could’ve targeted us-” “I got facial recognition on the guy!” John cut her off printing it. “Adrian and me can go interrogate him,” Adrian stood up grabbing his mask and guns walking out.

“Let’s fucking go,” Emilia nodded. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Chris called out to her. “Yeah. Adrian will get them to talk.”

You gasped for air as your head popped up after being dunked in water. You coughed as the man let your hair go letting you fall back into your side. “Still don’t wanna talk? What’s Vigilante’s name?” You shook your head. “Your mom-” Your head was dunked again and held under for a good five seconds. He only pulled you up when you began to not struggle anymore.

“Come on don’t die on me yet doc.” You coughed throwing up a bit as he dropped you on the floor. “I’ll come back later maybe then you’ll talk.” You laid on the floor taking the time to feel peace before he came back in here. It had been an hour or so you think. Maybe it was longer. Time kinda blurred together. “They’ll find me..” You tried to reassure yourself.

“Who the fuck hired you?!” Adrian yelled out breaking the man’s leg as he screamed out trying to crawl away. Emilia stood outside the house being the lookout for Adrian. “I don’t know!! The woman just told me to drug her!” He cried out as Adrian panted above him pulling his gun out. “NO NO! Please!!”

“I’m gonna give you one more fucking chance. Who the fuck hired you? And why did you take her?” The man cried a bit as Adrian glared at him. “Fucking speak damn it!” He kicked the man. “You stupid motherfuckers!!” Adrian picked him up single handily slamming him against the wall.

“Fucking speak.” “His name was Vin! That’s what she said! His name is Vin!!!” He wanted her because they noticed she was close to all of you. They said she was the easiest to break!!” He cried out as Adrian heaved turning his head. “Where is she?” “That I don’t know! I swear to you! I swear I don’t fucking know! I drove them to another car! It was red! I helped her in there and then drove off! I’m sorry!!”

Adrian laughed a bit. “Oh you’re fucking sorry?! You weren’t fucking sorry when she struggled against you! Were you?! When you made profit off of a woman who thought you were hurt and instead of fucking driving off ran to you to fucking help!! Were you fucking sorry then?!” He threw him down stomping on his neck killing him. Adrian walked out. “Did you get that?!” Emilia nodded grabbing the mans phone. “We’ll see what John can get from this.”

You sobbed into the floor as the man, who you found out goes by the name Vin, stomped on your collarbone. A loud crack resounded through the door. “Did you know it’s been five days Y/N?” You cough trying to managed through the pain as Vin kicked you.

“I’ll take that as you didn’t. It’s officially been five days since you’ve been taken and your friends..They have yet to find you. Maybe they don’t want to find you.” “Shut up..” You whimpered out softly. “Oh you want me to shut up? Can’t deal with the reality that no one fucking cares for you. They probably found themselves a new doctor. You were just a fucking work associate. They were never your friends-” You spat on his shoe glaring up at him.

“I’m not telling you shit. You mother fucking asshole.” He smirked. “I knew you would be fun to break.” He walked out. “I’ll come back later. Make sure to keep her alive.” He yelled out to his team as he left. “They’re gonna come for me...They will..”

“It’s been a fucking week how the fuck have we not fucking found her!!” Adrian threw a nearby pencil holder to the wall. “We’re trying Adrian!” Adebayo yelled out wanting him to calm down. “She needs us! She is always taking care of us!! And now that she needs us she’s fucking alone!! I just fucking want her back!!” He paced the floor. “Adrian..” Emilia called out to him.

“What?” She sighed terrified of his reaction from what she was about to say. “It’s been a week. I’m sorry to say it, but we need to start thinking that..” “What?!” He yelled out. “They might have killed her already.” “No.” “Adrian-” “No all of you shut the fuck up. She is alive. We are not giving up on her.” John sighed nodding.

“She’s our friend..She would’ve been fighting for us. We can’t stop.”John agreed with Adrian. Emilia sighed sitting down. “I never said stop looking for her, but we need to start thinking that she’s-” “She’s not.” Adrian spoke up. Chris nodded with him. “Y/N is strong. She’s not gone.” Adrian shook a bit deciding to take off. Some patrol would do him so good.

He practically tore through every criminal he found that night.

Adrian went to every lead they found killing whoever he deemed necessary to find you. It had been officially a week and a half since you went missing. Adrian was tired, but he wasn’t stopping. They finally had a break through once they found the women who attacked you that day.

You cried out as you hung from the ceiling feeling him repeatedly punch you. “Tell me what I want to fucking know!” You sobbed into your arms shaking your head. “Fuck you bitch!” He kicked you in the stomach laughing as you cried. “No one fucking cares Doc. Why do you still want to protect them? All of this can stop if you just tell me what I want to know.”

Would it be so bad to tell him? You pondered for a bit. Did they actually care for you? Did Adrian actually care for you? He promised he would always protect you, so why isn’t he here now? Why didn’t he go with you that day? It’s not like he loved you like you loved him. He didn’t feel the same.

“Come on doc just spit it out..” You shook looking at him. “Vigilante’s name is...” He smiled widely waiting for you to speak. You clenched your teeth as your whole body throbbed in pain. You wanted so badly to break. You did. Adrian didn’t care for you. None of them cared for you, but the idea of him finding Adrian and killing him. That would haunt you for the rest of your life.

“His name is Fuck you.” You shook a bit as he grabbed a nearby crowbar. “Tsk tsk...Could’ve ended all of this..Fine I can hurt you a bit longer.” No one would come for you. That is what you realized, but you’ll be damned if you give up the person and people you held close to you.

You looked up hearing gunshots down the room. A roar echoed down the hallway. You looked at him with a small smile. “Fuck you.” You muttered out as he grabbed his gun running out there. You relaxed knowing help was just around the corner.

Shutting your eyes, you sobbed finally feeling the relief you’d been craving for days. “Y/N?” You opened your eyes seeing Adrian walk into the room cautiously. “Vigilante!” You yelled out crying. Tears streamed down your face as you saw him run to you. He began to cut the rope holding you catching you as you fell. You hiccuped curling into his hold as he gripped you tightly.

“I didn’t tell them anything I swear! I’m so sorry!” “Shh shh it’s okay..I know you didn’t tell him anything-” “I was so close to breaking! I’m so sorry!! Please don’t be mad at me!!” You grew a bit hysteric crying into Adrian’s chest. “I’m sorry!! I’m so fucking sorry! Adrian please-” Adrian shook his head feeling tears brim his eyes as he shushed you softly. “I’m not mad. I promise I’m not..”

He reached up about to pull his mask off before feeling your hands grab his. “Don’t! It’s not safe!” “It is. I promise you. You’re safe now..” You let him go letting him remove it. “See I’m here now..You’re safe..” You sobbed into his armor as he lifted you up carrying out of there. “Close your eyes.” You nodded gripping his shoulder tightly as he carried you carefully out.

Vin had been tied down by Chris and Harcourt. They both glared at him before widening their eyes seeing your shaking weak form. “She needs a doctor.” They both nodded. “Kill this motherfucker and let’s get out of here.” Adrian wanted to be the one to kill him, but as you gripped his shoulder hiding your face in his chest. He realized there was someone more important.

You jumped hearing a loud gunshot before being laid down gently in the van by Adrian. “Hold on. We’re gonna get you help okay?” You nodded gripping his hand. “I’m sorry...” “It’s okay. You’re okay..You did such a good job holding on for us.” John began to drive.

“Please don’t be mad at me..It hurt it was so constant..I’m so sorry I almost broke..” You cried into his legs. Adebayo wiped her face. You were hurting so bad you almost broke. John clenched the steering wheel speeding up a bit.

Chris comfortingly rubbed your leg as Adrian stroked your hair. Emilia stood silent shaking a bit as you cried in relief. Adrian shook his head. “It’s okay..None of us are mad at you..” “Promise?” You whimpered out as Adrian stroked your hair. “I promise..” He sniffled a bit as your eyes began to droop.

“Hey hey! Come one now. Stay awake for us yeah?” “I’m sorry..I’m just so tired.” “Stay awake Y/N..” “I got scared I’d never get to tell you..Adrian I love you..” He shook his head. “Come on stay with us! Hurry the fuck up!” John nodded practically breaking all the traffic laws.

“I love you so much..” You whispered out grabbing his hand. “I know you probably don’t feel the same-” “No I do! I do! So please stay awake! Please! For me?” You shook your head. “I can’t..” “Yes you can Y/N.” Emilia spoke up moving near you. “You can. We know you can.” Chris nodded. “You’re the strongest one here. You can stay awake Y/N.” Adebayo nodded agreeing with Chris. “We have so much to tell you so stay awake okay?”

“I’m sorry guys..” Your eyes shut as you drifted off. “NO! NO! Please don’t take her! Please!” Adrian broke down yelling at John to hurry. “Please. Please.” He begged.

Once at the hospital, Adrian ran in screaming for help with his mask on. Everyone else ran in behind him yelling too. They wheeled you off as they all sat in the waiting room. Adrian tapped his foot impatiently for the time they had you. It was two hours when a doctor came out. “How is she?” Adrian was the first to ask. “She’s okay.” “She is?” “Yeah it was a very close call though. Her collarbone is broken. It seems like she was hit and mended repeatedly. There’s still stitches on cuts that don’t look old.”

Adrian clenched his fist. They were keeping you alive just to torture you all over. “Can we see her?” Emilia asked him. He shook his head. “No not yet anyways. She’s malnourished and is very lucky to be alive. We have her in the ICU. We will call you all with any news.”

Adrian sat at home for a bit before showering. He let himself fully break down when he looked at himself in the mirror. He let you down. You were hurt and scared. He wasn’t there. He wasn’t fucking there.

He drove back in the hospital spending three whole days there waiting for any news for you. The nurses encouraged him to go home, but he wouldn’t budge. Once you were allowed visitors, he sat in your room the whole time waiting for you to wake up.

Your eyes felt dry as you opened them. You winced trying to sit up before hearing a toilet flush. Adrian came out gasping as he saw you awake. You immediately threw the blanket off wanting to run to him. Adrian was near within seconds though pushing you back down. “Rest.” “I kept telling them I wanted to see you-” “I know, but rest.” You nodded feeling tears threaten to spill over. “I’m-” “Don’t you dare fucking apologize again.”

“I love you.” Adrian murmured into your hairline as he kissed your face. “You have no idea how crazy I went looking for you..” You frowned seeing the dark bags under his eyes. “I almost gave you up. I thought you didn’t care for-”

“Don’t even finish that. Y/N I literally killed so many people just to find you. I love you and care for you so much. I’m sorry I didn’t protect you..” Adrian let himself cry into you. “I love you too..” “I swear I felt the same! I swear I did!” You nodded hugging him as best as you could with one arm. Your other being in a cast and sling.

“I’m sorry I doubted you..” He shook his head. “No it’s okay..I’m just so fucking relieved you’re actually here. I felt the fucking same. I swear to you..” You nodded as he kissed your cheek. You grabbed his face kissing him needing to feel him close. Adrian kissed you back just as eagerly wanting you close as well. Your teeth clacked against one another as gripped the nape of his neck tightly. You wanted to stay like this longer, but you needed air.

“I thought I wouldn’t get to tell you..” “I know. I thought the same.” Adrian sniffled as you wiped his tears away. “I love you Adrian..” “I love you Y/N..” He smiled kissing you once more. There were still things to talk about, but for now Adrian needed the reassurance that you were actually here. Hurt and scarred, but still here..

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