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the-s1lly-corner · 4 months

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Creepypastas comforting the reader

except some of them arent particularly good at it + as per usual jeff ben and toby are written as platonic everyone else can be seen as either or writing a silly little thing before i tackle in on requests, falling into the same vibe as the "hugging/kissing creepypasta characters" post from last week since i do enjoy rating these lads on thing ehehehe obligatory "these style of posts go over my personal character limit but since this is writing for the admin he bends the rules a bit" anyways uhuh totally dont give me ideas for these eheheh winks

SLENDERMAN:

not much of a talker in general, and i think that remains true in scenario where you're upset/crying. but he does make it clear that hes here for you... just... in a general sense. you know? refuses to leave you alone unless you directly ask him that you need space; more so watches out of concern rather than his usual curiosity. i think he would make you a warm drink and let you vent to him. more of a logical approach than an emotional one; better at giving solutions rather than giving comfort.. though i like to think that his tentacles will pull you close if you want to lean into him, will let you cry into his shoulder with no judgement. 6/10 low score simply because sometimes one needs comfort in the moment instead of solutions, you know?

SPLENDORMAN:

i think hes the opposite of slenderman. hes all emotions first, logic later. if he already knows you comfortable with it, i think he would come in and scoop you up in a hug.. hell he might even cry with you, or do the equivalent of it (admin is still on the fence of whether or not he has eyes or not! torn between them being actual eyes or markings) will make you your favorite snacks and drinks, all the while letting you cry and vent to him. gets mad on your behalf if someone had done you wrong, does not make your feelings feel small or invalidated. if he could he would confront the person who treated you unfairly.... and in fact he might, who would ever believe the person that they came face to face with a ten foot tall monster? though... this can lead to him being a little quick to make choices that might have big impacts... 7/10 love this man need to write more for him and develop my hcs

EYELESS JACK:

you know now that i think about it, given how much i write for EJ, i swear ive done a similar prompt at some point. regardless of it i did and if my hcs are the same, im going to go ahead and drop my hcs. i think hes very similar to slenderman in terms that hes more of a solutions > emotion person.. though i do think hes more likely to join you in any shit talking if someone did you dirty... do i think he would target that person next when hes going to go 'hunting'? no... unless the person did something truly awful and unforgivable, then he would definitely consider it.. probably wont go through with a harvest, though.. but thats it whole other thing. more of a talker than slenderman, so at least he has that going for him. lets you sleep in his bed if youre venting to him in his cabin 7/10 one point higher than slenderman simply because he talks more n stuff

LAUGHING JACK:

im gonna be so real i think he can go either way if hes going to be good at comforting you. on one hand hes too silly and might not take it too seriously; or he might try to make you laugh.. which COULD work but other times makes it look like he doesnt care about your feelings. on the other hand i think he can give some solid adivce, but thats only based on the fact that i love it when unhinged hyper characters suddenly drop the most valuable info. shrugs. i mean if you need a distraction, i think lj is your man to go to ! he was literally made to entertain so i dont think its going to be too hard for him to take your mind elsewhere. i think he would offer to cook you something but i also think hed probably be banned from the kitchen because he cant cook for shit. has probably set water on fire somehow level shit. so instead you guys just sit together talking... mostly its him leading the conversation, though. doesnt leave you be until you at least give him a smile... 6.5/10 only because i dont know how to rate him here

MASKY/TIM:

oh not at all emotional. well no thats a lie but hes not very emotive. thats the more correct word. look if we're talking about masky, hes probably going to be really bad at comforting you unless your means to be comforted involves being watched... though i do think he would fall into the act of service hole.. does all the chores and such for you so you dont have to worry yourself about cleaning a pan thats been in the sink for two days now. tries his hand at cooking, but i dont think masky is the best cook.. TIM on the other hand.. but we'll get into that in a minute. probably ends in you guys ordering something but hey its the thought that counts. if someone made you upset you notice over the course of the next few weeks that person starts outright avoiding you and overall seems anxious. weird. probably unrelated! 7/10 only because im badly overworked irl and the idea of someone taking charge sounds like a dream

tim i think would be similar, but hes more expressive for you... will cook for you but if your favorite food happens to be really specific or something else, hes probably going to run out and get it. torn on whether or not he would tell you before he goes, or if he sticks to keeping it a surprise.. i think he would tell you just so it doesnt feel like hes abandoning you when youre down..! not much to be said here other than him being supportive 8/10 i would KILL for some white cheddar popcorn rn

HOODIE/BRIAN:

i think he would put you to bed. actually i think both of them would but to keep things clear im still going to divide this like masky/tims. i think hoodie is going to keep you in bed, even if youre not particularly tired. dont bother trying to fight him on it, hes only allowing you to get up for the bathroom. let him take care of things! very similar to masky, picks up on a lot of the chores. i think he can cook, though, definitely better than masky but i dont think hes like. top tier. likes making you little snacks, or food thats generally deemed as comforting (mac and cheese, cornbread, ect). doesnt talk (sign) much but will occasionally sign to you asking how you're feeling 7.5/10 love this man, so mad kid me used to sleep on hoodie

very similar, but an even better cook than hoodie so be prepared to eat good. communicates with you more than hoodie and makes small talk while cooking. i think he would keep the chat lighthearted and on a different topic rather than tackling your feelings, unless you express that you want to vent then hes all ears! not because he doesnt care more so because he doesnt want to seem prying or nosey and wants to give you the choice yourself. sometimes makes jokes about stuff in order to try to get you to smile. feels victorious when he succeeds 8/10 mad i slept on him too

TICCI TOBY:

i think he might actually be TOO strong and in your face when asking you what happened. only one who outwardly offers to krill someone if someone were to make you upset. but thats just because i think toby can occasionally get protective of you. i mean youre one of his best friends (only friends) and here you are upset! if you dont want him to do anything hes going to try to contain himself. he strikes me at the type to retreat to the roof and look up at the stars... i think he would offer to do that with you; but if youre too scared to climb then he can lay out a blanket for you so you guys can go sit on the grass! surprisingly a very good listener, though very emotionally driven and reacts a lot when you tell him the details of your day.. but its nice, i think, reassures you that hes is in fact listening.. 7/10 gives off brother vibes

JEFF THE KILLER:

ohhoho so this is an interesting one, because i like the idea of jeff still acting like an older brother every now and then even after everything. but he also has that attitude of "i dont care about anyone around me and im better than everyone".. more of an actions than words guy. he wont really say it.. you know? one of those "if he actually didnt care then he would bother giving you the time of day, much less break into your house at night with his arms full of your favorite snacks and drinks". good luck trying to vent to him though, i think its rare that he lets anyone vent to him since he also holds the "ew yucky feelings" thing ben has.. though once in a blue moon i think he would let you and give some decent advice... though every now and then that advice involves punching someone 6/10 is fair i think...

BEN DROWNED:

kind of reminds me of how younger siblings will give their older siblings know they like. kind of like the "my brother saw me crying and asked me what my favorite color is... he gave me things in that color" post/image going around that i cannot for the life of me find but i know it exists because it made me cry. i think its like that. except since hes in your phone he already knows what your interests are.. probably pulls up what your comforts and likes are in an attempt to cheer you up. i dont think he would bluntly speak with you about your feelings, but thats just because he thinks heart to hearts are yucky and cringe/lh. uses videos, art, stuff like that. ehehe silly phone ghost 7/10 because as simple as it is, if someone tossed my cc at me i would feel at least a little better for a moment and its the action itself you know?

PUPPETEER:

i thin hes similar to jeff in regard that he tries to play things off but deep down he does care, and that tends to show more through his actions... though i personally think if you were to actually cry then he might lose it a bit, because who DARE? i gotta admit, im still trying to figure out how i want to write pup and what hcs to give him, but i think.. this is an okay take.. might 'confront' anyone who made you upset, with or without your approval which might make some issues between the two of you.. more ready to let you vent to him though, might slip out some mean insults and words about whatever's got you upset regardless of its a person, chance, or object 7/10

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ha1taniwh0re · 1 year

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There treasure

Im in my Pirates of the Caribbean era so my handsome captain will get the first story on this blog

"what is your name miss?? Barbossa asked.

"Carina Smyth sir" she said.

"Smyth??" Jack said.

"Yes? Why are so suprised?" Carina asked.

"Is your mother alive miss Smyth??" Gibs asked.

"She is, you can meet her when we get to land, we are on way to my home" Carina said.

Barbossa, Jack and Gibs just nodded and went there way.

"Could it be (name)'s child? When was the last time you saw her Barbossa?" Jack asked.

"19 years ago...." Barbossa said.

After only 30minutes they were on land. Carina saw you standing there and waiting. Still looking so young and beautiful.

"MOM!!" Carina yelled and ran to you.

Barbossa, Jack and Gibs followed Carina because they want to meet her mother.

"Still young and beautiful, what are you a witch??" Carina joked.

"Only an ex pirate my dear" you said.

You saw someone walking towards you two but when you saw 3 familiar mans you forgot how to breathe.

"Hector....."

He was the only one you wanted to see for so many years.

"You know him?" Carina said.

"I know them all my love. I sailed with them" you said.

"WHAT?!"

"(name) Did you sleep with someone else 19 years ago?" Barbossa said.

"What is that question?" Carina asked.

"Carina my love... Do you remember a story about your father?" You asked.

"Well you said he was a pirate just like you, a captain to be more clear. You loved him but as you know he is dead because someone attacked your guys ship. Why....?" Carina asked.

Teras started falling down your face.

"Im sorry sweetie but I didn't know if he was dead or alive... I couldn't just sail with you as newborn baby. How can i feed you when i sail with 20 pirates. How can I find a clothes for you, you will grow up one day and i dont have money to buy clothes for you every month. Also I didn't want you to die on sea you would be just too young" you said.

"YOU COULD GO SAILING. YOU WOULD ALWAYS LEFT ME WITH ANALISSE. REMEMBER YOU WOULD GET HOME DRUNK AND WOULD FIND ME ALREADY ASLEEP."

"WOULD YOU BE MORE HAPPY THAT I DID WENT SAILING TRYING TO FIND YOUR FATHER? WOULD YOU BE MORE HAPPY IF YOU GREW UP WITH NONE OF YOUR PARENTS?! I WOULD ALWAYS GET HOME DRUNK BUT I GET TO YOUR BED SINGING YOU A SONG SO YOU WOULDN'T BE AFRAID OF DARK LIKE YOU ALWAYS TOLD ME. BECAUSE I WOULD GET DRUNK THAT NIGHT IN THE MORNING MY HEAD WOULD HURT LIKE HELL BUT I WOULD PRETEND LIKE NOTHING BOTTERS ME JUST TO HELP YOU HAVE A GOOD LIFE. I COULDN'T JUST FORGET ABOUT YOUR FATHER CARINA HE IS THE ONLY ONE I EVER LOVED AND I STILL LOVE"

"Why are you talking like he is alive?! Is one of them my father?!" Carina asked.

"YES CARINA HECTOR IS YOUR FUCKING FATHER ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?!" You asked and went to house.

Barbossa and Carina were just looking at eachother and just hugged.

"I didn't want to make her mad... Im sorry" she said.

"I know but you need to say that to her treasure" he said.

They all went to your house. You were in kitchen sitting with your head in your hands crying.

"Mom.. Im sorry I didn't want to make you cry and im sorry for saying about you being drunk while i was a kid" Carina said.

You raised your head but didn't look at them.

"No, you are right. My love towards Hector wasn't a valid reason for leaving you every night just so I can go and blaming myself for leaving your father that day on ship" you said and stand up.

"I don't know if you still love me Hector but it would be great to spend some time with your daughter. If she wants she can go sail with you.... But promise me you will give her back sometimes.... She is the only thing I have left from you.." you said.

Barbossa didn't say a word he was looking at you and started walking towards you.

"You said earlier you still love me??" He asked.

"Yes, I have never stopped loving you" you said and put your hand on his face.

"But look at you... You are still young and beautiful and im just a old pirate" he said and chuckled.

"Heyy don't say tha-"

You didn't finish your sentence because he kissed you.

"Let's sail together again but now with our treasurer" he said and you both looked at your daughter.

She smiled at you two and ran to hug you both.

"Well now that we did this and have there happy ending LET'S MARRY YOU SO WE CAN HAVE A PARTY" Jack said and you only laughed.

#pirates of the caribbean #hector barbossa #hector barbossa x reader #captain barbossa #carina barbossa #captain hector barbossa #pirates of the Caribbean barbossa #jack sparrow #jack sparrow x reader #pirates of the Caribbean x reader

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thinkingisadangerouspastime · 1 year

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9, 29, and 30 for the ao3 wrapped meme!

9. Favorite pairing you wrote for this year?

OOOOOH THIS IS TOUGH!! y'know what? even though i wrote more kincoy than i did any other pairing this year, i think i have to go with mjflash, as seen in this thing of darkness (i acknowledge mine). don't get me wrong, i love the angst and sexual/romantic tension of kincoy, but mjflash was truly a blast to write because of their banter and the quiet ephemerality of it. while kincoy is ephemeral because, like romeo and juliet, their story was a tragedy from the beginning, mj and flash (in my fic) are upcoming college students. they like each other, and they want what they have to last, but how long can it? how long can their relationship stand on the back of missing memories and forgotten secrets? that dynamic was so fun for me to begin playing with, and again, they're so Snarky with each other 💛 i love sassy kids 😌

29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?

one story i was very proud of overall was it was more than worth it, my kincoy magnum opus, and that's because i played with tense and poetic intercutting in this fic much more than i usually do! im am 99% sure i've highlighted the following section of the story before...

thanks for your patience xoxo. this is from the very end of the fic:

Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night.

“—see a smile, Jack, come on!”

Jack’s childish response is to clamp a hand over his mouth, and Claire groans, exasperated.

“You’re such a shit.”

“Love you, too,” Jack teases from behind his hand, and the silence that falls in the photo booth is heavier than clouds before a storm as Claire stares at him with wide eyes.

“Do you?” she whispers, uncertain, and Jack’s hand slowly falls from his mouth.

“Yeah,” he says, honestly. “Yeah, I do.”

And a small, almost bashful smile tugs at Claire’s lips. “Good.” She reaches over to lace her fingers through his. “Because I think I might love you, too.”

Jack grins, too, because they are—

Do not stand at my grave and cry.

—standing at his door with wet eyes and weary faces.

“There’s been an accident, Jack,” Anita Van Buren says, her voice cracking.

“It’s Claire,” Adam Schiff says, older than he’s ever been.

Jack can’t breathe, because he is—

I am not there.

—kissing Claire Kincaid for the first time, his heart pounding out of his chest.

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” Jack murmurs, pulling away.

“I want to do this,” Claire counters, tugging him down into another kiss. She wants to do this, because she is—

I did not die.

28 years old when a drunk driver smashes into the left side of her car.

and there's more after that, but i won't drag this out 😂 im just so, so happy with the flow of that section 🥰 the inherent tragedy of kincoy!! magnifique!!

30. Biggest surprise while writing this year?

answered here!

#thank u for letting me ramble 💛#amy answers #chocomd

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strawberryspotsstuff · 2 years

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HELLO CHAOS CHILD ONCE AGAIN COMING TO REQUEST ROBLOX MYTHS !!!!!! YIPPEE !!!!!!!!!! SO TODAY IVE COME TO SUGGEST A LITTLE BIT OF AN ANGST EYEBROW RAISE *tips hat* time to get serious pardner *shows that im crying underneath my hat*

so i have an oc and his name is Adam Cult ( https://at.tumblr.com/f1ddlepat/shoves-my-cult-family-oc-in-ur-face-and-runs/2cfzsznx0pvm ) and he married Emmett (we dont talk about that/silly) and they dont really have that much of a happy marriage anymore,, i was thinking about like maybe the cult family is having a nice dinner and some random topic pops up and this makes emmett and adam have an argument at the table and emmett says something that makes adam SHOW EMOTION FOR ONCE like he is PISSED maybe emmett brought jack into the convo and adam was like "ENOUGH." because hes very protective of jack and adam is going OFF on this man and everyone else is fr just sitting there like can we please have a dinner without arguments please

but anyways thats todays detailed request !

YIPPEEEEE!!!!!!!!!! WE STAN ANGST

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Emmett Cult x OC!Adam Cult

When there was a peaceful dinner in the Cult's household, you knew it wouldn't last for long. Most family members were quietly chattering to each other, lost in their own conversations. Adam sat at the end of the table, shovelling food into his mouth, starring at his mush, he dared not look up, just wanting to finish his meal and leave.

"We should add more cameras, keep Jack safe and all." Emmet interrupted everyone, taking a sip of his wine.

The table went quiet, conversations muttered off looking in concern at the man who sat idly on his chair.

"Excuse me?" Adam hissed, dropping his fork, glaring at his husband.

"Well, for one-" He started but was cut of by the Adam.

Adam stood, everyone watched in silence as the man's face contorted in a look of disgust and anger, Jack's eyes widened in shock.

"Don't you dare mention Jack. Why do you even let yourself speak? This family was finally having a nice dinner and you decided to ruin it with some, insane suggestion." Adam barked out slamming a fist on the table, making the cutlery shake in it's place.

Emmett leaned back in his seat, rolling his eyes, sighing. "It just came to me, alright?" he responded, waving his hand nonchalantly. "Please, if I knew you would get so peeved about a suggestion, that I didn't even clarify on, I wouldn't have spoken" he added.

Adam made a confused and angered sound from his mouth, pushing himself off of the chair, the old wooden legs making a horrible scraping sound on the yellow-tinted, white tiles.

"You suggested to add more cameras, why? For what purpose? You have enough to watch Jack with!"

Emmett shrugged. "Y'know these woods are dangerous, Jack is getting bigger, wanting to explore more of the woods. I care for him, y'know."

Adam didn't calm down, he didn't hide his emotions no longer. His nose flared, as he bared his teeth in a spiteful frown, his hands curled into fists, nails digging into the soft skin to tear blood which trickled down his knuckles and onto the plate.

"Everyone. Bed now, I want to take to Emmett."

Everyone frantically got up, taking their plates to the sink before escaping to their rooms.

From Jack's room, he could hear the muffled yelling of Adam and Emmett.

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ANGST! ANGST! ANGST!

#strawberrycow writes #roblox myths #male!oc #x oc #emmett x adam

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letsgetrowdy43 · 11 months

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I've never known someone like you—

Luke Hughes x musician!reader

I listened to “glue song” by Beabadobee (feat. Clairo) and that gave me the inspiration for the edit so enjoy!!

ynofficial and Rollingstone just posted!!

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Ynofficial I met with @Rollingstone earlier this week to talk about my art, what’s coming next, and how I want to expand my creativity into different types of mediums!! Link is in my bio, please give it a read 🤎

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User64 bby you’re glowing!!

User20 dude you’re so well articulated! The interview was perfect

Taylornation we are obsessed with you 💜🕰️

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User48 no cause when she started talking about wanting to write a book and get more involved in the New York art scene I started shaking with excitement

User19 it would be so sick to see her involve herself in all sorts of creative scenes

Gracie Abrams I aspire to be you

Ynofficial I’m kicking my feet rn bae 🤭

Ynoffical just posted!!

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Ynofficial New York the last two nights have been literal dreams come true <3 New Jersey I’m on my way!!

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User29 they way I’ve never been so excited for anything in my life

Leithross you deserve it all!!

Ynofficial omg ily 🫶🏻

User40 THIS IS MY ERAS TOUR 😩

Jackhughes @Lhughes_06 so…. should we get tickets

Lhughes_06 yes.

User63 that was ominous…

Lhughes_06 just posted!!

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Lhughes_06 is this considered a soft launch??

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Markestapa since when??

Dylanduke25 the question you should be asking is WHO?

User73 we lost him girls 😔

User47 this post will be a conversation in therapy today!

Umichhockey very softlaunch 💙

NJdevils he learnt from the best ❤️

Dougieham are the girls fighting?

Jackhughes did she buy you that shirt 🤨

Lhughes_06 I actually bought this myself…

_Quinnhughes disgusting.

Ynofficial just posted!!

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Ynofficial so sad that my first tour has come to and end!! But I’m so excited to rest and get back into the routine of making new stuff for you guys!! Stay tuned <3

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User37 we love you ❤️

User19 watching you preform was such an out of body experience, you’re truly a talent

Ynofficial you’re gonna make me cry 🫶🏻 ily

xboygeniusx it was a pleasure to open for you!! Loved watching you grow as the tour went on 🖤

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Dylanduke25 JUST SHOW US HIS FACE

Lhughes_06 just posted!!

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Lhughes_06 dylan duke cracked the code

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Dylanduke PURR! I DID THAT

User28 I witnessed the revelation 😎

Edwards.73 I’m sorry what…

Lucafantilli he’s literally been gone a month.

Nicohischer congrats!!

User37 I was not expecting that. Like at all.

Ynofficial wait this is so cute 🤭

Lhughes_06 you’re cute

Ynofficial I’m gonna put my phone down and kiss you now

Jackhughes IM 😒 TIRED 😒 OF 😒 THIS

Ynofficial just posted!!

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Ynofficial I 🫶🏻 Luke Warren Hughes

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Lhughes_06 love you

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User92 I just know the booktok girlies are gonna eat this up…

User32 New Wag just dropped??

Ynofficial if anything I’m his sugar mommy

Lhughes_06 🤑💸

_Quinnhughes I don’t think you bully moose enough

Jackhughes agreed!

User48 MY HEART 😩

Dylanduke25 WAIT A SECOND YOU WENT TO THE B1G CHAMPIONSHIP GAME

Mackiesamo may we please get a timeline of this relationship??

Ynofficial we met last year when he visited Jack in jersey… We got together last summer when I visited Michigan!

Dylanduke25 I can’t believe he hid this from us 💔

Elblue6 sending my love ❤️

#luke hughes #luke hughes x reader #luke hughes imagine #insta au #umich hockey #quinn hughes #jack hughes #ethan edwards #mark estapa #umich imagine #dylan duke #adam fantilli #nj devils

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thought-i-to-myself · 5 years

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PROTECT ANN WALKER 2K19

#gentleman jack #ann walker #sophie rundle #here we go #prolly not watching live #seeing as how im in the car #but godspeed everyone #hopefully we get some fluffy stuff #this could be the last #sad gifset for a while #probably not #but who knows #love you guys #im crying already #protect my ann(e)s #and just for good measure #sophie rundles face #thrashtag #mine

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sarahcamerons · 7 years

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Jaeden vs. Balloon

#it2017 #it2017edit #itmovieofficial #usertatjana #usermegan #jaeden lieberher #*#*it #this video is in such shit quality i wish these looked better #but this is so pure #i would do anything for this cast #i love them #jacks face in the last gif im crying

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hugheshugs · 2 years

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never leave you | j. hughes

this one was requested :)

part one

summary: it's the day after and you ignore jack because you're afraid of confrontation. you leave your apartment for hours and jack gets scared, leading to a confession and a breakdown.

pairing: bestfriend!jack x reader, crush!jack x crush!reader

warnings: just jack being a little crybaby (kidding, dont hate me.. but he does cry)

word count: 2.1k

note: i feel like im bad at writing breakdowns but its all i ever write.. hope u enjoy !!

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you wake up to someone's breath fanning against the back of your neck. groaning from the pounding headache caused by the night before, you struggle to wiggle out of this person's grasp without even realizing you slept with another person.

it isn't until a couple moments after you really come to your senses that you remember feeling a body beside you and turn around with your eyes wide, only to be greeted by your best friend sleeping peacefully.

what's jack doing here?, you ask yourself, thankful there isn't a random guy in your bed.

you don't remember anything from the night before. all you know is that you were watching jack's game and started drinking but that's it. it's hard to shrug off the fact that jack's in your bed, though. had you done something embarrassing to drag him under your sheets?

worry rose through the back of your neck and you hastily got out of bed, not wanting to face him. you begin to grow scared, knowing you definitely did something while drunk to end up asleep in his arms.

walking into the kitchen, you wince at the light and squint as you begin rummaging through your medicine cabinet. you take something for your hangover and drink a ton of water before slowly getting ready for the day.

you laid on the couch in the living room after that, feeling too weak and gross to do anything. you also didn't want to go back into your room with jack.

it hadn't taken you a long time to come to the conclusion that you needed to avoid him. you knew it would be hard but that didn't mean you wouldn't try, hence why you've been roaming around the outlet mall for the past four hours.

jack called you nearly ten times and you hadn't answered a single one. you're avoiding him no matter what, not wanting to face the embarrassment of having a confrontational conversation with him.

you spend your day doing the most to forget him. well, not forget him completely, but your feelings. it's the best thing for you to do, to get your mind off the man who owns your heart. once you've finally calmed down a bit, the anxiousness of this morning settles and you decide it's a good time to go back home.

it doesn't occur to you that jack is probably enraged. you don't know just how much he wanted to talk to you about last night. you don't know how worried he is that he woke up and you were gone, not to mention that you haven't answered any of his calls. he's going insane back at the apartment, trying to figure out a way to reach you and make sure you're safe. he woke up at 11:30am and you weren't there. it's nearly 7pm and you're still not home.

he knows he didn't do anything wrong and he definitely knows you don't remember anything from last night so he wonders what happened to you.

finally, you get home and open the front door as quietly as possible. you cringe when you see jack comedically sitting in a chair a couple feet from the door with his arms and legs crossed. the moment he sees you, his face sports a harsh glare and you can practically see the smoke fuming out of his ears.

"where were you?" he asks as you shut the door behind you. you stay in your place, scared to even move an inch. you don't think you've ever seen jack this mad.

"uh— um, i-i was—" you can't even speak. you look at him confused, wondering why you're stammering. as if he'd know the answer..

although angry, for a split second jack wants to laugh at the look on your face but holds it in expertly. it warms his heart to see you so flustered because of him. he can't let that get in the way of the task at hand.

"i was at the mall," you say as you gather yourself.

"you don't have any bags with you."

you scrunch your nose, thinking about your failed attempts to get him off your mind. you didn't get the chance to buy anything because you somehow found a way to connect jack to everything you saw.

"didn't like anything—"

"i don't buy that. you were there for what, over seven hours and you didn't see a single thing you liked?"

you nod your head. "mhm. you know how picky i am."

god, jack wants nothing more than to scream his head off. he wants to let out his anger, wants to show you just how worried you made him, he just doesn't want to scare you. he can't even explain how badly he was losing his mind over the thought of you being hurt and there you were, at the fucking mall.

he stands up from his seat, arms still crossed as he makes his way over to you. you watch his slow movements, almost feeling like time's slowing down with him. your heart pounds in your chest and you don't realize it until he's backing you into the front door.

your head hits the wood with a thud but all you can focus on is jack's arms caging you in, his body pressed against yours so you can't escape. your breathing halts and you can focus on nothing other than his warm breath tickling your face just like this morning. regret wracks through your body and you feel a heavy weight on your shoulders when you register just how mad he must be.

"my calls. how many times did i call you?"

"eleven."

"ah, so you know. and you didn't answer any of them?"

you don't trust your voice to respond so you shake your head, a tsk coming from him.

"do you know how worried i was, y/n? do you know how worried i was after i woke up and hours passed without you coming home?" his voice quivers, almost sounding like he's holding something back. "do you even fucking remember what happened between us last night?"

it feels like after those words came out of his mouth, your throat decided to grow a desert. it's like a pin dropped and you don't know what you're supposed to say because you don't remember anything.

"answer me, goddamnit," he demands roughly after your silence.

"i-i don't remember," you confess, frightened by the state of your best friend.

he takes a couple deeps breaths, eyes searching yours for something that he can't seem to find. he doesn't believe you. after a couple moments, his demeanour changes.

"of course you don't," he chuckles dryly, backing away.

"you know what, forget it. i'm sorry i got so mad. i'm sorry i care about you this much. and i'm sorry i love you this much."

he notices the change in your eyes but shakes his head before walking back to his room and slamming the door shut. the pictures on the walls rattle and you digest his words.

jack loves you?

it doesn't make sense in your mind. you take some time to think over what he said — after moving the chair he placed in the middle of the room to be overdramatic. you think taking a long shower'll calm your mind but it doesn't work and all you feel is guilt. if jack really does love you, today was probably hell for him.

you put on your pyjamas and walk into the living room hoping to see jack but he isn't there. deciding to give him some time, you take a seat and try watching some tv to relax.

it hurts that you made him so scared, you can't even enjoy the possibility of him actually having feelings for you. that part completely slips your mind and all you can think about is the look on his face when he finally saw you. you know he was hiding most of his anger which makes you feel even worse.

you turn off the tv and throw your head back, wondering when jack's going to cool down. you'll give him all the time he needs, you're just so incredibly impatient.

hearing a door creak from the hallway, you whip your head around to see him walking over to you with his head down. his feet patter against the hardwood floor and messy hair falls over his forehead. he stands before you, your heart aching when the sound of sniffles reach your ears.

he's been crying.

"jack.. come here," you instruct softly, not expecting him to listen.

he takes a seat beside you and you wrap your arms around his neck, letting him hold you close. he begins crying again, burying his head in the crook of your neck while his body trembles through sobs.

"i-i thought i lost—" he shakes his head, unable to continue. his cries are quiet but it pains you nonetheless. you bring a hand to his hair, running your fingers through the soft strands to ground him.

jack's never been a crier. the fact that he's sitting here bawling because of you makes you feel like the worst person in the world. you're the sensitive one, he's usually the one to calm you down — not the other way around.

"i thought i lost y-you," jack tells you, breathing rapidly. you try pulling his face out of your neck but he resists, only holding you closer.

"jack, look at me," you say softly. he lets you take his cheeks in your hands and hold his face in front of yours. your expression is unreadable but his twists your gut. his eyes well up with tears and his bottom lip trembles, simply from looking at you.

"i'll never leave you, ever. that's a promise."

he sniffles, nodding his head. "you mean it? god, i'm so pathetic—"

"no, you're not. i understand why you're upset and i'm sorry, i really am. when i tell you i won't leave, i mean it with everything in my soul," you reassure, wiping his tears away.

he takes deep breaths and you smile now that he's calming down. you fix his hair with your hands, waiting for him to say something. as much as you hate thinking it, jack looks absolutely adorable to you. his puffy eyes and red nose only make him cuter than he was before and you didn't think that was possible.

you aren't worried anymore, now that you know he's okay. you're still mad at yourself for making him feel this way but all you can think about now are your feelings and what he said to you earlier.

"last night.." he starts, making you tear your gaze from his hair. "you told me you love me."

your face falls in shock and he stares at you before licking his lips and chuckling. you told him what?

"then you said you were gonna puke on my jersey."

with a mouth wide open, your heart skips a beat. you hope you didn't actually puke on it. that would be your last straw.

"did i puke on it? oh my god, were you wearing it?" you ask in horror.

"i was wearing it but you didn't puke on me. you puked in the toilet," he laughs through his sore throat.

seeing him smile after making him cry warms your heart even though you know it's a bad time. his voice is still a bit raspy and you're trying your hardest not to wallow in embarrassment by focusing on the way he sounds instead of how stupid you feel for your drunken actions.

"um, then you asked me to sleep with you. just sleep, nothing else. that's why i was in your bed," he explains, his smile dying down.

"and i'm sorry, again, about getting mad and.. crying. that's so fucking embarrassing, i just— you have no idea how scared i was that something happened to you. and then after last night, i thought that i lost my chance and i just want to love you the way you deserve and—"

"do you actually love me? like.. that wasnt a joke?" you ask warily. jack looks at you like you just insulted him.

"i just had a breakdown in front of you," he deadpans.

you shrug your shoulders sheepishly and leap onto him, making him fall onto his back as you lay upon his chest.

"i love you for real. i won't make you cry like a baby ever again, i promise," you mumble.

jack smiles at your teasing. "hey, at least you know how much i love you."

"you love me?" you lift yourself up, hovering above him.

"i love you," he rolls his eyes playfully.

you give him an adoring smile, one he copies, then press a quick kiss to his cheek before scrambling to lay back on top of him.

"i can get used to this."

"so can i."

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yandere-plague · 2 years

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[Yandere Borderlands 2 Characters]

(Scenario)

What are they like before and after kidnapping you.

TW kidnapping , mentions of non-con , victim blaming , mentions of suicide , guilt trip , manipulation , blackmail.

I wrote these as if you have no combat training, tbh its lucky you can even survive out here.

Also borderlands yay!

Handsome Jack

obsessive, the second he spots you on the nacho shithole of a planet. he wants, no, needs you. All the loader bots, all the bounties are all targeted towards you. Of course you're terrified.

Best way of knocking you out? He wouldn't come to Pandora for any reason unless it was vital, so either a engineer or guard will knock you out for him. Either way you are going to him.

If you're trying to and or escaped? He is shocked, but isn't that worried. Its impossible to escape helios. You'll find your way back to him eventually. Or if not he'll get everyone in the base to find you.

The second you're sent to him he scolds you, and asks you what the hell were you doing?! He was embarrassed to say he was worried about you. Not too much though, dont let it go to your head.

"What were you doing out there sweetie?" He looked at you smugly.

"You seriously thought you could get away? Thats so cute..."

He's going to punish you for this. Don't EVER think about leaving him without his permission.

Maya

overprotective, she doesn't want you to get hurt at all. You probably met each other in Sanctuary, which is strange as you're safe there. So why does she worry for you? Whatever the reason is she doesn't let you out of her sight. You are just a human, weak and uncapable of survival for long without training.

Best way of knocking you out? Tbh I don't think she would, at the very least she will wait for you to be exhausted and just carry you. At the very worst she'll phaselock you and use an electricity weapon until you black out.

If you're trying to and or escaped? She will phaselock you the second you move, but let's say you do escape. I doubt you'll make it far, only a few seconds and she can get all the other vault hunters to track you down. Not to mention her constant guilt trips and bribes she offers.

The second you're back in her arms she'll tie you to her, so you physically can't escape.

"Shh... I know you're suffering right now. But I can't let you leave."

She does feel bad that you want to escape, but she also thinks you're ungrateful. You're alive arn't you? She's keeping you warm, fed and clothed and all she wants is your love.

Nonetheless she wants you to be happy.

Best way of knocking you out? Well, she'd just "teleport" in, grab you and phase out with you.

Lilith

Obsessive. After Roland died, she is paranoid about going into any new relationship. She doesn't want to loose ANYONE. though obviously that is impossible. You get what she means.

If you're trying to and or escaped she'll track you on your echo. Again showing up and taking you back.

Once you've stop struggling she'll probably yell at you until you start crying. After that she'll kiss your tears away and suddenly act sweet.

"Im sorry I made you upset! You shouldn't scare me like this, I love you so much. Don't you know that?"

She'll make you feel like her bar is the only safe place on Pandora.

Moxxi

Delusional + Manipulative, despite being a sexual bartender she wants you to believe that she loves you and only you.

She'll give you drinks on the house, and listens to your drunken thoughts. She would definitely use them against you.

Best way of knocking you out? She isn't one to get her hands dirty. So she'll spike your drink when you arn't looking.

Or if she is that desperate, she'll anonymously put a bounty on your head for your capture.

If you're trying to and or escaped? Oh hon, she knows every face at the bar would do anything for her.

She would beg you to come back, even at one point offering to pay you.

As a last ditch resort, she will have to find you herself.

When she does find you, you are going to be watched 24/7. She doesn't trust you.

"What on Pandora where you thinking?! I aint- not happy with you right now. You need some of Moxxi's touch now don't cha?'

As a creepy note, I feel like Moxxi would record you two in the bedroom. If you made her angry she would threaten to post it on the echonet.

Expect her to pleasure you whenever you or she wants. (Mostly her)

She can't get enough of your moans!

Tiny Tina

Obsessive + delusional, with her being brought up alone she definitely wants someone to please, and is such a pervert.

Her intense knowledge about bombs is scary, to the point you wouldn't be surprised if bombs were attached to you.

Best way of knocking you out? I dont think she would want to knock you out, tieing you up or electrocuting you will do.

If you're trying to and or escaped? Tina is not happy. DONT EVEN SUGGEST IT! She has alot of friends who do alot of beep booping, they'll be glad to help her!

When she does find ya she'll scold you like a child.

"You're lucky you have big badonkadonks and a fine ass like POW! :)"

(Kinda weak sauce this one, I don't know the story of old Tina that well)

Bonus!

AI Jack -Manipulative. He is physically in your brain. So I feel like he is probably conditioned to fall for you eventually.

If he ever gets bored he will troll with you. Yknow that scene with Rhys if you don't tell Vaughan about Jack? Think that but more frequent.

Also he definitely does sexy poses, if at the most unsexiest times. Like, if someone dies for example.

"Why cry when you got me babyyyy~?"

Best way of knocking you out? If you have any cybernetic body parts he will have to use them against you. Although he has seen being able to completely control a person while they are unconscious. He would use that to trick all your loved lines to back away from you.

If you're trying to and or escaped? Well for you, Want him gone for a while? Bam, hit your head. Want him gone forever? Say goodbye to your cybernetics. Or... as a last case scenario. Your own life. Yikes.

For him though it is a toughie, he'd have to get creative. Either trip you up and make you give up. Or stop you completely by choking yourself out.

"No, that isn't happening. Sorry!"

After he gets control of you, he's walking you back to your living quarters.

"Let me escort us back kitten... you're just confused."

If you are somehow in Jacks office when this all happens he will have taken control of the entire place and now it is "your place". Despite you not being in control of anything. He still treats and calls you the Co-owner of Helios as if you were in a relationship before.

If you're in sanctuary, don't you DARE tell anyone. Not like anyone won't notice you talking to yourself. They think you're crazy, and most likely get doctor Zed to check on you.

You'll probably spill, everyone is wary and angry at you. Lilith and all the Vault Hunters will tell and beg you to destroy him.

Though that won't be without consequence. All your cybernetics will have to be removed. You didn't want that but you did want him out. But Jack is not happy.

"Woah there cupcake, you arn't going to let them do this right?"

"If I have to get rid of my cybernetics to destroy a manipulative physcopath, then so be it."

"Oh, I-I thought we were becoming pals, lovers even. you're just willing to remove me like that..."

"What the- hang on! Lovers?! Are you freaking insane?! Why on this planet would I ever 'love' you? You idiot!"

He phased infront of you, inches away from your face.

"I think you forgotten who you're talking to sweetie." As he lifted his arm in the air, you unfortunately copied him. You soon felt pressure on your neck...

If you're in a relationship, he'd try and convince you to leave them. If not then he'll use every Manipulative thing he knows to use against you.

Especially guilt-tripping and blackmail.

He knows everything about you, literally. So don't expect him to not find any dirt on you.

"I've helped you so much throughout all this! In fact I don't mind it! Wouldn't it hurt to keep me around a bit longer, hm?"

Fiona - delusional, she thinks she's protecting you from the horrors of Pandora.

But, considering she's been brought up into a life of crime. It would be hard to find someone weaker than herself.

Unless you're Hyperion, who has never even set foot on the planet.

Or just very very unlucky when you were broght up.

Anyway,

Best way of knocking you out? Assuming you are in hollow-point, she knows there are loads of random dead ends -and people. They'll find you for a little cash.

She'll use whatever element her gun can use to stop you.

If you're trying to and or escaped? Again, she'll get people to find you.

But what are you thinking about leaving her! You won't survive out there. You will die.

She will bring you back screaming or in pain, shes just punishing you. Dont worry she'll patch you up.

"This is just a lesson sweetie, to show you what happens if you try and leave me."

"You are honestly so weak, you can't survive here on Pandora. You need me. Nobody is going to help you except me, so take it. And stop struggling."

Rhys - touch starved. Give this man a break please. He took down the WHOLE helios base and now owns Atlas. My guy is suffering inside.

Best way of knocking you out? His cybernetic arm can and will pin you to him.

"Shhh... its okay... relax."

As you were trying to squirm out of his grasp. You felt the tiniest prick on your neck, your body slowing down as your eyes drooped. Your words turning nonsensical as Rhys chuckled and carried you into the sunset.

If you're trying to and or escaped? Impossible, he has eyes and ears everywhere in atlas. Security cameras, microphones. He definitely has an alert system on him if it catches your door open.

"Are you alright? The room sensors haven't been noticing any movement and I- dear god.."

Lets say you do escape, he is in full panic mode. Locking down the building.

He scans everything he can get his hands in to find you.

When he does catch you he's gonna spend a long time surveying you. Even more than before.

"You're safe now! Shh... I'm going to kill whoever took you away from me. Dont you worry your pretty little head about it!"

"I've sacrificed so much to get here. And I cant even have a hot wo/man?! Goddamit...

Come here (y/n)! I'm sorry okay, please come out. Im so lonely without you."

Before B3 - obsessive. This guy went from wanting to screw over his new boss, to working with a Pandoran local to open a vault.

Its only when you two have a brief moment alone together does he realise his feelings.

"Listen (y/n)... I just wanted to say thanks. For everything."

"Uh, okay?"

"I- I love you." He rubbed his neck.

"You don't! You can't!"

"But I do! No matter what happens I'm taking you back to helios with me, you don't deserve this planet."

"Im not Rhys! And thats final!"

"What the- come back!"

Best way of knocking you out? Using his stun baton or choking you out.

If you're trying to and or escaped? He'll find you, he will track your echo. Scan stuff, and send loaderbot after you. You'll come back... eventually.

"Has anyone seen (y/n)? I can't find them!"

When you get found you expect him to be mad, angry. But he's relieved, thank GOD your safe! Now what were you doing out there by yourself? Eh, doesn't matter. As long as you aren't hurt.

"Phew! Breathe Rhys, she's okay... "

As he puts you in a tight hug.

Fuc I'll have to do a part 2

#yandere #yandere x you #yandere borderlands #yandere Maya #maya borderlands #cmon bro give us more yandere borderlands #tw non-con #oh hell no #yandere Handsome Jack #Yandere Rhys #yandere Tales From The Borderlands

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imaginesfor-thesoul · 4 years

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spencer reid x hotch! daughter

(this is totally an au w/out jack and haley IM SORRY)

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The BAU had always heard about SSA Hotchner’s beloved daughter, (y/n), though none of the members had ever had the pleasure of meeting the aforementioned.

Besides the occasional anecdote, Hotch kept mostly to himself about his family. The only tangible evidence that (y/n) even existed was the black and white baby picture propped up on Hotch’s desk. On especially hard days, that silver photo frame displaying his gorgeous baby girl would be the only thing getting him through the day.

Naturally, mystery creates conspiracy. Derek had proposed that perhaps she was trouble, a black sheep. Maybe Hotch was ashamed to talk about her. Garcia, on the other hand, had attempted at some light snooping (minor invasion of privacy). Her search amounted to nothing more than a couple report cards and a birth certificate. JJ could appreciate Hotch’s value of privacy for his family, though on drunken nights with Emily and Spencer would sometimes picture what the mystery girl looked like (this often concluded with a female hotchner, furrowed brows and all).

The elusive daughter of aaron hotchner was far from the BAU’s mind that day, when a young girl wandered into the bullpen asking to talk to “Mr. Hotchner”.

The girl, late teens early twenties at first glance, walked into the buzzing room with a look of worry, yet a piqued interest.

She had got in using her last name and showing ID just to confirm. “Would you like me to tell your dad that you’re here, sweetie?” the kind woman front desk asked with soft eyes.

(y/n) shook her head “that’s alright, i’ll find him, thanks.”

Walking through the glass doors, it was busier than she was expecting. Perhaps she would need help finding her dad after all.

Taking cautious steps, so not to disturb the important people probably doing very important things all around her, (y/n) didn’t see the 6’1” mop of hair and cardigan approaching behind her.

“What are you looking for?” A silvery voice inquired from behind her.

The sudden voice caused (y/n) to jump out of her skin “Jesus dude, you scared the hell out of me!” She turned to see a man. A very gorgeous man. He wore tall cheekbones and wide, heartbreaking eyes.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scare you.” He apologized quickly, though his previous question still lingering in the air.

(y/n) crossed her arms over her chest and quirked a brow. “How did you know I was looking for something?”

The man flashed a quick (cocky) smirk before stating “Well to start, when you got to the glass door, you pulled before pushing it open, indicating that you’ve never been here before, or at the very least, haven’t been here often. You came in slowly and scanned the entire floor, shortly analyzing every face around you, as well as reading every sign on a door from where you entered to here.” He finished. He spoke quickly, precisely and matter of factly.

As impressed as she was, all (y/n) could manage to say was “So you’re a profiler, huh. Let me guess, Reid?” She had remembered her dad telling her about the young genius.

Taken slightly aback, Spencer responded with “Uh, yeah. And you?”

“That’s not important. What is important however is the fact that you’ve been watching me! What, do I have a “kick me” sign on my back or something?” (y/n) nervously quipped. For some reason, he made her feel small... and warm, is it hot in here??

“No, not that I saw” He smiled lightly. “So, can I help you find something?”

(y/n) remembered why she had come here in the first place. “Oh yeah! Can you point me towards my- uh... Mr. Hotchner.” She cringed a little at her close slip up.

Reid instinctively pointed towards the top of the steps of the bullpen and towards the middle office. “He’s right up there-“

(y/n) lit up and began heading that direction.

“Wait you can’t just walk in there, he might be on a call or something. Do you have an appointment maybe we can get you to JJ!” He fumbled over his words as the girl continued to confidently stride towards his bosses office.

He looked to the members of his team for any sort of guidance or suggestions, yet they all remained speechless when the girl threw open Hocthner’s office door and jumped on in. “Who the fuck?” Was all Derek could say.

(y/n) pulled the door open with an unexpected force. It had been about 2 weeks since she had seen her father, and the look of surprise on his face made the homecoming all the more better.

“(y/n)?! What are you doing here?? How did you get in?” Hotchner questioned. Concerned, yet always happy to see his girl.

Noticing the numerous sets of eyes on him from the profilers downstairs, he quickly closed the blinds before scooping (y/n) into an overdue bear hug. “I missed you, dad.” She told him, letting go of him.

“I missed you too, (y/n). Always.” Smiling sadly, he ushered her over to his desk to take a seat.

“So what’s going on?” Hotchner asks, his furrowed brow returning.

(y/n) sighs, returning to reality stung a bit as the memories flood back. “I’m sorry I didn’t just do this over phone but I’m too afraid to use my phone in case someone is tapping it.” She let out, a slight pounding in her chest as the anxiety returns.

“What are you talking about?” Hotch eagerly asked. Worry spreading across his features.

“Do you remember a couple weeks ago my roommate, Amber, passed away from a drug overdose?” (y/n) began.

Hotch nodded.

“Well, two nights ago, I came back and my other roommate, Lacy is-“ (y/n) was trying everything in her power not to cry in front of her dad, though the words could barely come out. “She’s missing, dad! And there was a note... A note saying that whoever left it had killed Amber and that Lacy was next!”

She was hysterical now.

Hotchner’s heart broke as fear rose within him. His worse fear of something happening to (y/n) was getting dangerously close, and his sobbing daughter in front of him made him ache through and through.

“Right, here’s what we’ll do.” He took her hands in his in attempt to get her to stop crying.

“I’ll get the team on it right away. you’re going to have to help us, but I promise you, we will keep you safe.” (y/n) nodded and wiped the flowing tears off her cheek.

After a few more minutes of consolation, (y/n) had gathered herself and followed behind her father out his office door. Standing above the bullpen, Hotch shortly cleared his throat gaining the attention of his team. “We’ve got an urgent case, everyone up here now, Morgan, grab Garcia.”. The tall, dark and undeniably handsome man nodded and headed off promptly.

The rest of the team, curious as to why JJ hadn't brought the case to the team obeyed nonetheless. Reid caught (y/n)’s eyes once more. Through that gaze, an incomparable sense of safety fell upon the two.

Filing into a board room, Morgan and Garcia were the last to stumble in after Hotch, (y/n), Reid, Prentiss, JJ and Rossi. It was interesting for (y/n) to finally place faces to the names she had heard many stories about.

Hotch stood before the team. “Everyone, this is my daughter, (y/n). I wish I could've introduced her under different circumstances but here we are.”

A slight, barely audible realization settled through the team with Derek and Garcia fondly smiling towards you, JJ and Prentiss sharing a glance as if to say “called it”, Rossi nodding in understanding and Reid gaining a slight look of fear across his features.

As her father explained the events from the past couple of weeks, (y/n) zoned in and out, knowing the case through and through. Though she was still fearful, she let her mind drift towards the absolute sunshine that was Dr. Spencer Reid. His light had been the only source to pull (y/n) out of her total darkness, though it was just momentary.

They were magnetic from across the table. She didn't want him to pity her. As Hotch detailed what was going on, Reid couldn't help but glance at the girl, in a silent attempt at reassurance.

Pictures of Lacy and Amber (that Garcia had quickly dug up) up on the screen, (y/n) felt the familiar feeling of darkness creeping up once more, her eyes welling up, though she couldn't seem to look away. She didn't seem to hear as Hotchner finished up and the team immediately jumped into action.

A large hand made its way to her trembling one. “We’ll find her, I promise”.

(y/n) looked into Reid’s soulful eyes and she could tell, he genuinely meant it.

Catching sight of her father’s furrowed brow, she swiftly slid her hand from under his and cleared her throat. She shortly replied “Thank you.” Though the look in her eye declared so much more.

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part two

AN oh hey, it’s been a minute.

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masonxomount · 2 years

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Father of the Child - Mason Mount

For @untitled91659 <3 also tagging @9yadira

A/N: So I’ve made up the girlfriend completely, as I didn’t want to use anyone real. I’ve also realised I could work for hours on imagines, making them excessively long because I like plot, but I also want to get them out for you to read aha so I've kept this one short... but not sweet. Enjoy :)

TW: smut, angst, accidental unprotected sex, pregnancy

The shock of seeing the two lines on the pregnancy test was not a feeling you had ever prepared yourself for. You had sat down on the closed toilet seat, staring at the stick in your hand. With your other, you ran your fingers over your face, settling at your lips. You repressed the urge to bite your nail that was positioned perfectly between your teeth.

You wouldn’t cry - at least that’s what you told yourself as you wouldn’t have been able to tell whether it was tears of joy or fear. You were too young to think about children at present, and now one was in your immediate future. You’d hoped children would be in your future at some point, and that vision had been drawn much far forward for you to comprehend it rationally.

What were you supposed to do now? Tell the father supposedly…

The father was your best friend, of whom you had struck up a casual relationship with as you found yourself becoming lonely in your singlehood, and him off the back of a break-up. It suited you both well. You were attracted to each other enough for it to be fun, and you both had agreed from the start that it would be a no-feelings-involved affair. What did you do when the father was also the famous and talented Mason Mount, midfielder to both Chelsea and the England national team?

It had been a few weeks since you’d last slept with Mason, and in that time you’d grown to understand your proper feelings for him. Having casual sex had given you a way of being physically close with him, but inside you were craving more.

You both had been too busy to see each other properly, and now this gave you a proper reason to see him. You didn’t understand why this was happening though, you had been so careful with protection and made all the precautions necessary. Although, you hadn’t given it much thought at the time, but maybe the last time you’d been together was the reason for this all…

“Mase…” You cooed, running your hands through his hair as he settled inside of you gently. Tonight was different, there was more feeling between the two of you, different than the typical sex you normally undertook. Mason had kissed you before trailing open mouthed kisses down your neck, sucking briefly on your exposed collarbone.

You had even put the condom on Mason yourself, enjoying the way he rose to your touch as you massaged him between your fingers. Now the product of your endeavours was targeting your core, bringing the sensations right to the front of your being as you moved underneath Mason.

It seemed that the gentleness was to be short lived, as Mason sped up his thrusts to bring you even closer to your climax. He began to move roughly, making you cry out in pleasure and pain as he gripped onto the skin of your back.

Due to the intensity, it was over quickly and in your convulsions you slipped off Mason. He wasted no time in re-entering you, but it felt different - you were feeling him.

You both were too absorbed to notice properly, Mason moving steadily and you continuing to cry out. The feeling was incredible, Mason pressing your body into the mattress like this. You didn’t want it to end...

Your hand stopped, pausing in mid air before Mason’s doorbell. A nagging feeling within you was screaming at you to turn back. But you knew Mason needed, and deserved, to know. And you needed, and deserved, his support. Mason had one of the kindest souls you had ever met, this may be a shock to him too, but you had no doubt that he would give you all of the support that you need.

It was mid-evening, meaning Mason would hopefully be back home from training. But, you were left waiting. Waiting for at least a couple of minutes before he appeared at the door.

He was… disheveled. That was the only word for it. Mason had to shrug the shoulder of his T-shirt back into his body, but he left his hair a mess, probably because he didn’t even realise it was such a mess.

You were too caught up in your own thoughts to mention it to him. Starting on your practised speech of what you wanted to say to him.

“Mase, I’m really sorry for coming around unannounced, but there’s something I really need to talk to you about, urgently.” Rain began pattering down behind you, forcing you to involuntarily edge forward towards the door, practically inviting yourself in. Mason instinctively stood to the side, allowing you in.

You continued talking as you entered the house, hearing him close the door ever so quietly behind you, “I don’t know how to tell you this and I’ve spent all day thinking about it. And I’m so sorry that it’s serious but-”

“Mason, babe?”

You froze as a female voice came from upstairs. Your blood ran cold, and not from the rain outside. You’d recognise that voice anywhere.

“Mase, who is it? Tell them we’re busy.” Footsteps started down the stairs and into your eyesight strutted Mason’s ex-girlfriend, the one you had helped him get over through many passion filled nights.

She was as disheveled as he was, prompting the thought of what they had been doing before you had interrupted them. Quite frankly, you didn’t want to know.

“Oh Y/N, it’s you.” She came to a stop a few steps from the bottom, and you noticed she was wearing one of Mason’s hoodies, and judging by the fit, she was wearing nothing underneath.

You were too stunned to do anything, many questions running through your head. Why was she here? Mason had completely gotten over her, no? And the dreaded question, had they decided to get back together?

You were torn between leaving immediately, finding refuge somewhere else, and someone to release the torrent of emotions you were now feeling onto. Yet your feet were glued to the ground, unable to move you away from this awful scene unfolding in Mason's hallway.

Mason had opted to remain passive, acting like nothing was amiss even though you could see there was unease behind his eyes. If you had been any more aware, you would have put it down to regret, or the sudden realisation that he had made a mistake.

“Y/N, you needed to tell me something?” His voice was calm and collected.

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191 notes • Posted 2021-09-30 21:53:53 GMT

Look After You - Mason Mount

Not a request I just wanted to write it! I was listening to Look After You by The Fray while I wrote :)

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The paper pages between your fingers were soft as you turned the page on the book you were reading. You were curled under a fluffy blanket on the sofa, after creating a cosy atmosphere in the living room. Candles had been lit, the fake fire was on, and a mug of hot chocolate was steaming on the coffee table in front of you.

Rain was pattering against the window, which had been consistent for the whole afternoon and evening. The temperature had dropped dramatically in the past week, brought in from the beginning of autumn. You had been sitting content for around twenty minutes before sound came from the front door. Mason was finally home from training late.

You heard him before you saw him. He had shuffled through the hall, throwing his kit bag onto the floor and then pushed the door to the living room open.

Your boyfriend was so… wet.

“Oh my God.” You said, unable to say anything else as you looked at the current state of your boyfriend. His hair was plastered to his forehead, he had a bit of mug on his jaw, which was quite cute, and everything he was wearing was soaked through.

“Why didn’t you have a shower before you came home?” You asked, putting your book down next to your mug. You didn’t even bother to put the bookmark in. Unless you were imagining things, you were sure you just saw Mason shiver even though the room was toasty and warm.

“I forgot a spare kit. I only had what I’m wearing so what was the point?”

He sounded quite worn out, his voice gravelly and hoarse. It was clear the new weather wasn’t agreeing with him yet. Every year he worked outside in the winter, but whenever the weather changed quickly in autumn it took him some time to get used to it.

“You need to change and get warm, love.” You told him, moving the blanket off you to stand up. You went to hug him before realising just how wet he really was.

“I’m fine, I’m fine.” Mason said. “I’ll just get some food first.”

He was not fine. But you weren’t going to begrudge him food - the boy looked like he needed it.

Mason trudged off towards the kitchen, leaving you to watch him go. You winced as you saw several drops of water fall off him and onto the carpet. This was not good for him at all.

You ran upstairs in search of a towel for him, and to get out some warm clothes for him to get into after he was dry. You pulled several pieces of clothing out of drawers and the big wardrobe and set them out on the bed.

When you heard him cough, and then sneeze loudly, from downstairs you decided on a different plan.

“Mason Mount, you're having a hot bath!” You yelled down to him, already knowing you weren’t going to take no for an answer.

Hurrying into the bathroom you washed it down before turning the bot water tap on full blast. He was only going to make himself worse if he didn’t look after himself, and you were more than willing to look after him. Mason was clearly so tired from the day that he needed you to help him.

He had heard you shout to him, and you could hear him trudge up the stairs.

“Mase, baby, in here!” You wanted him to come straight to the bathroom.

His jacket had been shrugged off, so there was something in that. But even the jersey he wore underneath was sopping wet too.

Mason looked a bit sorry for himself as he allowed you to undress him. Sweet scents of florals came from the bath soak you had added to the water. Steam was curling from the water and flooding the room with heat.

Mason’s skin was cold under your fingers. No matter how much you touched him you couldn’t warm him up alone, you needed the water’s help.

When all of his clothes were lying in a heap on the floor you leant down to put your hand into the water to test the temperature. Hot, but not too hot. Perfect.

Mason hissed slightly when he came into contact with the water. You worried briefly if it was too hot, and the difference in temperature would shock his system, yet he happily lay back submerging all of himself below the waterline. When Mason surfaced again his hair was wetter, but at least it was warm water.

You sat with a hand trailing loosely into the water, watching your boyfriend sink down into the water to settle on his back. Colour was slowly coming back to his face from underneath the facial hair that had been allowed to grow over the past few weeks.

“Join me, please.”

You smiled at him, very happy to comply as you’d been wanting to, but you didn’t want to crowd his space. Undressing yourself, and creating a new pile of clothes on the floor, you sank down into the water with Mason. His arms came around you to hold you to him, your back relaxing against the muscles of his torso.

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198 notes • Posted 2021-10-18 20:55:55 GMT

How You Like It - Mason Mount

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205 notes • Posted 2021-10-22 22:37:33 GMT

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[SUMMARY: Negan keeps a close eye on his ex Deena after learning that the man she is currently with has a history of abuse.]

Negan and Deena PART TWO

Smut/drama/TW:physical abuse

"What do you wanna know about Michael?" Simon asked a bit confused as they stepped into his apartment.

"Everything. Anything you know."

"Well shit-" Simon scratched his head trying to make himself remember anything about this man on the spot.

"I dont know, I met him like a decade ago. I'd always see him at the Jackson bar on Friday nights. I dont think he has any kids. He used to date this one girl for a while but I dont know what happened with her. We used to hear rumors but-"

"What rumors?"

"I-I dont think they were true but-"

"What fucking rumors?"

"Some people used to say he'd smack his girlfriend around but I dont know man, I never saw any proof."

Negan knit his brow giving Simon a death stare.

"And you didnt think to tell me this after I told you the mother of my child was with this man?"

"Negan I-" before Simon could finish Negan grabbed him by the collar and gave him a hard shake.

"You didnt think to tell me my woman could be with someone dangerous!"

"Your woman? Negan I swear I didnt remember." Negan didnt respond staring at him for a moment before finally letting him go and taking a deep breath.

"What happened, did he do something to Deena?"

Negan sat down and ran his hands over his face in frustration.

"She wont tell me but I know something is not right."

"Shes not going to tell you, remember you're an asshole in her eyes so I doubt she'd tell you even if something was wrong." Simon lit up a cigarette leaning back on his chair.

"Listen, I may be an asshole but I never fucking touched Deena. I never lay a hand on her." Negans knee was shaking as he sat back and thought of what the truth could be, Simon had never seen him this concerned.

"Hey man, maybe its not even like that. You cant bombard her with it, you know how she is. She'll shut down. Just give it time, if something else looks weird, act on it but till then just wait cause we really dont know."

Negan knew Simon was right in a way. Deena wouldnt admit it even if it was true and he didnt have solid evidence.

Instead Negan was going to make it a habit now to show up more often to see Jack. Of course during his visits with Jack he'd make sure you were ok without asking you anything. He would just keep a closer eye on you.

As he planned, Negan showed up more throughout the week to see Jack. Everytime he had been there Michael wasnt there, yet he still noticed you keep to yourself more than usual. Of course you had to keep to yourself more, you didn't want to upset Michael again. Part of you knew your feelings were still strong for Negan but you didnt want to acknowledge it because of how much he had hurt you. Michael was someone new who you convinced to yourself wasnt that bad. You did call him another mans name, part of you was almost making yourself believe it was your fault what occured. Michael hadn't touched you since, as long as you didnt upset him you were fine is what you would tell yourself.

Negan was in the living room with Jack while you began cooking dinner for when Michael would arrive. You could hear Negan being playful with Jack, it was a sweet sound that made your heart flutter.

Negan sighed putting the baby down in his playpen before looking towards the kitchen. He walked in as you stirred the food, leaning his shoulder on the doorway watching you quietly cook.

"You look beautiful."

Your heart immediately began to race, trying not to put much thought to it or even look his way, you smiled.

"Thank you."

Negan slowly walked in to the kitchen looking around. He noticed some things had been changed from where you originally had them. He noticed something sitting beside the food pantry he hadn't noticed before.

"What's this?" Negan asked opening the box to find a stack of tools.

"Wait, Negan-" you ran to him taking the tool from his hand and putting it back in the box carefully.

"This is Michael's and he doesnt like it to be touched." Negans face quickly changed noticing how nervously you reacted.

"What does he live here now?"

"No. He just has some things here. That's all, just don't touch it please. Hes really picky with his things."

You walked back to the pot of food that was almost done cooking as Negan crossed his arms not taking his eyes off you. He had never seen you act this way before.

"You must really like this guy huh?" He asked just to see your reaction, he knew there was something more making you act this way.

"Mhm." You responded without making eye contact.

"Mhm." Negan pressed his lips together before you were both interrupted by the sound of the door unlocking.

"That must be Michael now."

"He has the fucking keys? Since when?"

"Negan please. I just gave it to him for today since I thought I was going to be alone with Jack." You quickly walked out to greet Michael at the door. The more Negan realized things, the more angrier he became. This man was trying to claim all of this as his. He was trying to gain a power over you and you couldnt see it.

Negan walked out of the kitchen to catch Michael with his lips on yours. Negan right away got a bad taste in his mouth at the sight before Michael looked up at him.

"Negan. I didnt know you were here."

"Yeah. Came by to check on my son and Deena. Have to make sure shes ok here by herself with him."

"Oh I'm sure I have a good watch on that." Michael quickly responded.

"Yeah well an extra eye doesnt hurt." Negan grinned trying to keep himself composed. The silence that followed made you anxious and uncomfortable.

"So are you ready for dinner?"

"Yes!" Both men eagerly responded at the same time, making you more anxious. It was clear these men did not like each other and had no problem in showing it.

Negan watched as Michael sat and let you serve him. He could tell you were nervous as you served his plate, of course you were. You had not expected Negan to stay for dinner.

"Thank you, baby." Michael said loudly as you turned to walk towards Negan with the food when he suddenly spanked your ass hard making you gasp. Negan grabbed his knee under the table hard, he knew Michael was doing this to purposely piss him off and boy was it working. As you were about to serve Negan he stood up and grabbed the pot of food from you.

"I got it, Dee. Sit down, shit you been on your feet all day."

"Dee? I've never heard anyone call her Dee." Michael cleared his throat looking up at Negan with a raised brow. Michael clearly didnt like the sound of the little nickname Negan had for you.

"Only I do. Old habit." Negan knew what he was doing and if Michael wanted to get under his skin, he knew how to get under his too. Taking a deep breath you sat down next to Jack, making sure he was comfortable in his high chair and began to eat. There was silence for a moment until Michael noticed the lid on his box of tools was not left the way he had left it the day before.

"What happened with my tool box?" Michael's question instantly made you nervous.

"Oh I-"

"That was me." Negan interrupted not liking the tone in his voice when he spoke to you.

"You let Negan touch my tool box?"

"She didnt let me touch anything. I thought it was something I had left here so I went to take a look." Negan responded confidently.

"I dont know why you would think anything here belongs to you, you dont live here."

"As far as I'm concerned, neither do you." Negan shot back.

"Ok stop." You spoke hesitantly as the men stared at each other angrily.

"Can we just enjoy dinner?"

The rest of the dinner was silent, you didn't make eye contact with either of the men. Negan stood up and was soon getting ready to leave. He leaned in beside you to give Jack a kiss. You could smell his scent close to you, Michael quietly stared at you as you stared down at your plate of food.

"Let me know if you need anything, Deena." You heard his voice close to your ear.

Negan walked out not liking the idea of him leaving you alone with Michael. In reality, what could he do without you acknowledging anything or him having proof? He would just look like a jealous man, which he could admit jealous he was. Negan left and you could feel Michael's eyes on you.

"I trust you to not let your ex touch my belongings or disrespect me."

"I told him not to touch it, Michael. I really did."

"Dont." He slammed his fist on the table making you jump. Jack began to cry making you quickly pull him out of his high chair and comfort him.

"Dont lie to me, Deena."

"Michael stop it. Im not lying to you and you're scaring Jack. You can leave." Surpsingly feeling a rush of courage when it came to Jack, you stood up with him in your arms and began to walk out the room until he unexpectedly grabbed your arm. You froze as he squeezed you and stood up staring down at you.

"Watch how you talk to me, baby."

"I said..you can leave." You felt yourself shaking as you stood your ground.

"Alright. You want me to leave? I'll leave." Michael responded calmly, a little too calm for comfort. He turned around and began to walk away making you let our a deep breath of relief when suddenly he turned around and smacked you across the face. You yelped as you fell hard to the floor holding Jack as tight as you could. Blocking his head from hitting anything you slammed your head on the bottom kitchen cabinet.

"Now I'll leave. You see what you do to yourself." Michael walked out slamming the door loudly as Jack cried loudly. Tears streaming down your eyes you cried with him.

"I'm so sorry." You whispered to Jack. Pushing yourself up off the floor you went to lock the door when Michael suddenly appeared again making you step back.

"Another thing, you tell Negan any of this I'll make sure you never see your son again. Remember my brother is a lawyer. He'll have you all fucked."

With those last words he walked out for a second time. Looking over at the table by the door you were relieved to see he had left the keys. Immediately you locked it, even clicking the bolt into place. Upset you walked up the stairs to run Jack a warm bath and calm him down. All you wanted was to call Negan to come over in that moment.

You took Jack a bath and put him to bed when you realized you had a text from Negan.

"Is jackass still around?" He texted making you chuckle softly.

"No. Alone now, baby just went to sleep." You responded in a text when suddenly you heard your phone begin to ring but when you checked, it wasnt a phone call.

Negan wanted to video call you. Your heart skipped a beat, he had never done this. What the hell was making him do it now.

You picked up the video call and found him staring very serious at the screen, he also look a bit tired.

"Figuring out your phone huh?" You teased.

"I wanted to see you." You watched as Negans eyes roamed over the screen taking a good look at you. Negan was doing everything he could to have a closer eye on you without you realizing it.

"Well you're seeing me." You responded with a smile but Negan could tell the smile didnt reach your eyes.

"I'm surprised the asshole didnt stay the night." Quickly, he saw you look away from the camera turning to the side. Looking to keep yourself occupied with something.

"Its fine. I wanted to be alone anyways."

"Guess he didn't like me being there for dinner." Negan chuckled to himself.

"He doesnt like alot of things." You muttered low.

"What do you see in that asshole, Deena?"

His sudden question caught you off guard but you didnt know how to respond.

"I know I wasnt the greatest to you but I see you with this guy and you're not you."

You stayed looking away from the camera as Negan quietly stared at you.

"Can we talk about something else?"

Negan heard a crack in your voice as you brushed your hand through your hair.

"What happened after I left, Deena?"

"Nothing happend after you-" cutting yourself off you looked up having heard a thump. Negan frowned wondering what caught your attention.

"What is it?"

You didnt respond as you slowly stood up and walked out of the room quickly checking on Jack. Thankfully he was fine and the main door was still locked. You sighed a breath of relief before getting back into your room and realizing you were becoming paranoid.

"I thought I heard something, it was just me." Negan could tell something was worrying you but you didnt want to admit what it was.

"You want me to come over, just to make sure everything is fine around the house?"

His offer made you quickly look back at him with some sort of relief in your eyes.

"I mean yes, maybe check the attic. Could be a pipe." You lied and he knew it. In all honesty you were just afraid with what had just happened with Michael. You felt paranoid about him showing up unexpectedly. Negan played along just wanting you to be comfortable and made his way to you. It was around ten at night, Negan never came over this late but you didnt mind it.Relieved to see Negan when you opened the door you let him in and quickly locked the door from top to bottom. You turned to find him staring at you strangely.

"Since when have you been using the bolt?"

Negan had placed the bolt for you a few years back but with all the locks on the door you had never used it. You never found it necessary.

"A habit I have now." You chuckled low as you walked past him. It did make you nervous that Negan was in your home, what if Michael found out in some kind of way? The thought of Michael turned your stomach.

"What did you want me to check out, doll?"

"Oh yeah, the attic. Maybe I heard the noise coming from there." Negan never seeming to be afraid of the unknown, pulled the ladder down and walked right up. It was hard not to admit to yourself that besides the differences you both have had, you could always count on him whenever you needed him.

"Just like I thought! Theres nothing up here." He yelled from the attic.

"You sure?"

"Shit, come see for yourself."

Negan chuckled as he came back down the ladder, you had always been afraid to go up to the attic alone.

"I know I heard something." You whispered as he made his way to you and leaned his face in close.

"You sure, sweetcheeks?" He teased making you chuckle. Negan loved teasing you, he always liked seeing you laugh.

"Oh stop." You playfully shoved him which only made him bounce back closer to you. The two of you stopped for a moment and stared into each others eyes. The thought of that kiss he gave you the last time made you shiver inside. But before he could reach in and kiss you, you quickly turned away. The strong pull you felt to him couldnt be denied but Michael...the thought of that man terrified you.

"Do you want a snack, I want a snack. I'll make us something quick." Negan watched as you flew down the stairs and scoffed shaking his head. He knew you wanted him just as bad.

As you reached into the cabinet Negan walked into the kitchen and leaned on the door way. You could feel his eyes on you, devouring you from head to toe.

"I know you dont give a shit about this guy." Negan spoke confidently as he slowly made his way to you. You didn't say a word knowing you couldnt react to him, thinking of the threat Michael made, you couldn't risk it.

"Fuck, Deena why do you let him control you like this?" Negan asked making you turn to him. He knew that would make you react which is what he wanted.

"He doesn't control me so quit assuming things."

"So then kiss me." He grinned as get got closer to you making you back up into corner.

"So what you're telling me to do is cheat on him."

"Oh is that what I said?" Negan chuckled with sarcasm.

"Figures you know, since you know so much about cheating yourself." You responded back with double the sarcasm making him laugh. You rolled your eyes pushing him aside but he blocked you with his arm. His expression suddenly turning more serious, he stared down at you not letting you pass him. His look was making you weak, your lips parted looking at his. You knew this wasn't right but the closer he got the more irresistible he became.

"I'm not going to kiss you." You whispered sounding anything but confident.

"Oh yeah? You sure about that?" He whispered in return wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you against him making you gasp.

"Now what was that you said, sweetheart?"

You were now speechless, how can you resist this man? You never stopped wanting him and he never had stopped wanting you. He leaned in and you instantly melted at the feel of his warm lips on yours. He felt your body fall into his as he passionately kissed you. He took your arms and wrapped them around his neck as he grabbed your ass with both hands.

"Negan..." you whispered into his lips.

"Hm? Tell me what you want, doll." He spoke slowly and erotically. Each word pulling at your heart strings.

"I want you." You whispered feeling him squeeze you harder when he suddenly lifted you up and sat you on the kitchen counter. You could hear him unbuckling his belt as he kissed you, his hands brushing up your thighs and pulling down your shorts and underwear. Your heart was racing. You swore this would never happen again but you didnt want him to stop. He pulled back for a moment and looked at you as he pulled you towards the edge of the counter. Negan wanted you to look directly at him as he entered you. Your arms and legs were wrapped around him as he pushed in forward, the both of you moaned simultaneously at the first feel of each other. It had been too long since he felt you and he didnt know how long he could control himself before exploding.

"Holy fuck." Negan muttered as he got into rythm. Aggresivly pulling off his shirt he threw it across the room. You moaned loudly as Negan broke out in a sweat, it took alot of him not to burst with each moan you let out. You screamed as you leaned your head back against the wall, fully exposing your neck. Negan wrapped one hand around your throat and gave you a hard squeeze as he moved faster. You squealed as he used the same hand to now grab your hair pulling it back hard.

"Negan!" You grabbed onto him tightly, the sound of your voice helpless calling for him made it hard for him to control himself any longer.

"Fuck, Deena- I cant fucking hold it-" before he could finish he groaned loudly letting himself explode within you. You moaned as he buried himself deeply, his body against yours. The two of you panting uncontrollably in each others arms.

"Negan." You whispered in a shakey voice before he pulled back and slowly pulled himself out.

"Fuck, I couldnt stop it." He spoke breathlessly falling back onto the chair behind him.

"You know how long I've been waiting for that." He chuckled making you laugh.

Jack had still been sleeping while you and Negan lay in bed under the covers. Your face on his chest as he rubbed your hair back gently. It was nice forgetting everything for just a moment until Negan rubbed over a certain part of your head making you lift your head up and wince.

"Ow."

"What's that?" Negan felt the bump on the back of your head and frowned. You knew the bump must've been from when you fell and hit your head on the cabinet. You weren't going to tell Negan this so you simply shrugged.

"I dont even know how that happened. These random bruises come out of nowhere. Dont you hate when that happens." You laughed nervously and lay your head back down. Negan stayed looking down at you not liking your response.

"You know you can tell me anything right, Dee?" You hesitantly lifted your head up and looked back at him.

"What would I need to tell you? What do you mean?" Negan didnt say a word for a moment but he knew he had to. He didnt know how you would react but he couldnt continue acting like he wasnt noticing certain things.

"What I mean is that ever since you began dating that fuck, Michael, you either have some new bruise or you're suddenly nervous with shit you never were nervous about before. I know you, Deena and you sure as fuck arent acting like yourself."

"What the hell is that suppose to mean?!" You stood up quickly putting on your robe making Negan roll his eyes, he knew you would get defensive.

"Dee-" Negan tried to speak sitting up in the bed but you wouldnt let him.

"I dont know who the hell is putting this shit in your mind but leave it alone. Nobody is doing anything to me."

"Listen, I'm not trying to pick a god damn fight for fucksake." Negan got up and began to get dressed.

"Yeah? Well you are! Why dont you mind your business."

"You are my fucking business!" Negan yelled so loudly you were surprised Jack hadn't woken up.

"You know what, get out! This is why I never wanted to sleep with you again-" Negan scoffed in return.

"I beg to differ, sweetheart. With the way you felt you been wanting that just as much as I have." You stared at him in silence holding back your tears, you were not going to let him make you admit the truth.

"Get out and do me a favor dont come back unless it's to pick up Jack." You stormed out of the room making your way down the stairs to the kitchen. Negan cursed at himself angrily, the last thing he wanted to do was fight with you.

"Goddamn women." He muttered low, but he knew he had to approach this matter differently.

In the kitchen you quietly made yourself tea hearing him come down the stairs. He slowly made his way inside and leaned back on the counter beside you but you wouldnt look his way.

"Did he threaten you?" Negan asked with his arms crossed looking at the ground. Feeling a knot in your throat you couldnt respond, your silence spoke for itself making Negan look over at you.

"That son of a-"

"Negan please."

"Tell me the truth, Deena. He fucking hits you doesnt he?" His voice was stern, his eyes darkened as he looked down at you.

"It was my fault, Negan-" you cried out as Negan turned and punched the concrete wall behind him. The anger in him rising rapidly, he didnt even feel the effect on his knuckles.

"I'll kill him! I swear to God I'll fucking kill him."

"Negan, please you cant tell him anything. Please..."

"Oh for fuck sake, Deena! What the fuck does he have over you?! What is he threatening you with?!"

Negan stared down at you silently, his breathing was heavy, he studied the look in your eyes when it suddenly clicked.

"Jack." He whispered and all he saw was red. Negan quickly charged for the front door as you ran after him catching up before he could leave, you blocked the entrance.

"Negan, please you're not listening!" You cried.

"Oh I'm fucking listening, hes using our son to keep you shut. I'd like to see him try something-"

"Negan his brother is a lawyer. He threatened if I told you anything he'd make sure they'd take Jack away from me. Please, I beg you. I beg you, dont do or say anything. He doesnt do anything as long as I do what he says-"

"Do you fucking hear yourself, Dee?! As long as you do what he says? Who the fuck is he?! I know I was never an easy man to deal with but I never, ever put my god damn hands on you! Ever!" Negan turned red as he yelled, a vein pulsating hard in his neck appeared. You quietly cried before suddenly hearing Jack begin to cry upstairs. Negan sighed looking down, his fists balled up at his sides.

"Just promise me you wont say anything. Promise me."

"Ok." Negan stood aside letting you get past him to run up the stairs and check on Jack. He could hear you singing to him and ran his hands through his hair. He had never been so frustrated by a situation. He knew you were terrified for yourself and Jack and he hated that he felt like he couldnt do anything.

The next few weeks flew by peacefully, your cousin had come into town so she had been staying with you every day. With her around Michael never did anything to you. Negan knew you were safe for the time being but hated knowing Michael was still with you. You had never felt more confused, you loved Negan..you knew you did. The two of you hadn't even spoken about what happened between the two of you at all. Yet, you couldnt stop thinking about it. Jack's birthday was coming up the next day, you couldnt believe he was turning three. As excited as you were the thought of having Michael and Negan together in the same room for the first time since that night made your stomach turn. It made your stomach turn so much you actually began to feel nauseous. Brushing off the nausea, the sound of the doorbell went off and you knew it was Negan.

"Hi." You smiled as you stepped back and let him come in with a bunch of balloons.

"I picked up all these damn balloons, the cake and tomorrow I just gotta get the food." You laughed as Negan struggled with decorations and lay them out on the table.

"Thank you, I appreciate it."

Once he had everything set, he turned to you and couldn't help letting his eyes roam from your head to your toes.

"Looking good, Dee."

You blushed feeling your cousins eyes fall on you in confusion. Negan winked at you before turning to Jack and got right on the floor with him and began playing with him.

"Looking good, Dee." Your cousin muttered beside you, making fun of what she has just witnessed.

"Cut it out, Louise."

"What was that all about, he looked like he totally undressed you with his eyes." She continued making you sigh when you the wave of nausea struck you again.

This time it didnt go away and you found yourself running across the living room to the bathroom. Negan looked up with a frown then looked over to Louise as she stared in even more confusion.

"Stay with Jack." Negan pushed himself up and made his way to the bathroom door, knocking gently.

"Deena? You ok?" He could hear you continuing to throw up before you finally flushed. A few minutes later you stepped out of the bathroom looking pale and weak.

"I think it was something I ate." You whispered rubbing your head.

"Come on, let's get you to sit back."

Negan guided you by your arm to the living room when you found Louise opening the door for Michael. You froze in your steps as Negans expression quickly changed.

"Negan, what a surprise."

Negans lip twitched as Michael's eyes drifted to him holding your arm.

"Oh I wasnt feeling good-"

"So I was making sure she could make it back to the couch safely." Negan interrupted in a calm yet cold tone.

"Well I'm sure I can take over now that-"

"I got her." Negan shot back sternly.

"Its ok, Negan. I feel fine, Louise is here with me too."

"Yeah I got her, Negan." Louise agreed.

Michael and Negan didnt say a word to each other as Louise took your arm and led you to the couch. Negan walked out angrily not liking to feel out of control with this situation. You knew tomorrow would be a whole other roller coaster of emotions. It would be Jack's birthday celebration, it was already the 8th. Your heart sunk realizing what you had just thought to yourself. How could you be so stupid?

It was already the 8th and you realized you were four days late on your period.

The rest of the day you felt fine physically but you worried like never before. You knew you had a extra pregnancy test hidden in your drawer somewhere that you would take as soon as Michael would leave. When he did finally leave you asked Louise to stay with Jack while you hid in the bathroom to take the rest.

"Please don't be positive, please dont be positive." You continued to whisper repeatedly when it was time for you to look at the test and your mouth dropped open.

"Oh my God.."

It was positive.

Obviously, you knew it was Negans not having had sex with Michael in the last few weeks. Louise called out for you and you quickly hid the test and the box under your shirt and ran down stairs. Throwing out any of the evidence and without saying a word put Jack to sleep for the night.

The next day you got dressed up in a nice blue sundress for Jack's birthday. It was a very small gathering and you were excited to make this memory for Jack. Looking at yourself in the mirror you finished you make up and took a deep breath before heading out of your room. The decorations had been placed nicely in the living room. Michael was in the kitchen while Louise finished setting up the balloons. You had no idea that while Michael was in the kitchen he had discovered the box the pregnancy test came out of my accident as he was taking out the garbage.

"Deena! Can you come to the kitchen for second?" Michael called out for you as you played with Jack in the living room. You left him on the floor with Louise as you entered the kitchen with a smile excited for the day before realizing what you were walking into. Michael stood by the counter with the box of your pregnancy test in hand. The expression on your face instantly changing, you felt yourself having trouble to breathe.

"Wh-where did you get that..?"

"Oh right from your garbage can, baby." His face looked demented, he looked like a ticking bomb.

"Michael....let me explain.." you whispered as he made his way closer to you.

"Let you explain? Go ahead, explain." Michael threw the box on the table making a glass cup fall and shatter on the floor. Louise heard the noise and looked up before being distracted by the door.

It was Negan.

Louise opened the door for Negan as he came in excitedly picking his son up and wishing him a happy birthday.

"You're a big boy now, three years old." Negan grinned when he suddenly heard Michael yelling. He looked towards the kitchen door then back at Louise with a raised brow.

"I dont know." She whispered with a shrug.

"Michael please!" Negan heard you yell making him quickly give the baby to Louise and charge to the kitchen. When Negan pushed open the door he found Michael grabbing you by your hair before pushing you to the floor. You screamed before looking back and noticing Negan at the door. His eyes filled with rage, you stood up and ran to him blocking him before he could do anything.

"Negan wait- it's not what it looks like."

"Oh yeah, Deena why dont you show Negan here what it looks like huh?"

"Please, Negan just go-"

"Get out of the kitchen, Deena. I've been waiting for this shit." Negan didnt take his eyes off Michael across the room.

"Negan please, listen to me. Look at me."

"Yeah please, look at her before I have to make her shut the hell up."

"Negan!" You squealed when he suddenly pushed you behind him and charged towards Michael.

"Come on asshole, I'll give you a fair fight." Negan threw the chair that was in front of him across the room before he finally reached Michael and the two men began to fight. Both men trying to put each other in head locks as they ran into everything around them, knocking everything to the floor.

"Deena get the hell out of here!"

You stood in shock against the door way watching as Negan knocked Michael off his feet.

"Yeah...wouldnt want an unfortunate accident to happen to a pregnant woman." Michael grunted as Negan held him down before realizing what he said. Negan looked up at you in disbelief before quickly looking back down at Michael.

"Wouldnt want anything happening to that baby." He continued to taunt before Negan collided his fist with Michael's face.

"Say something stupid again, I fucking dare you. Trust me asshole, I got alot more where that came from." He looked directly into Michael's eyes but before he could utter another word, Negan punched him again. Louise had put the baby in his crib and called 911 from hearing all the commotion. She came into the kitchen and gasped at the site of the entire kitchen a mess. The rush of emotions and morning sickness started to take over you. You felt yourself tipping over to the side before bumping into Louise.

"Deena are you okay?" She yelled making Negan look up to find you struggling to stand straight.

"Louise sit her down." Negan instructed without letting go of Michael. Michael scoffed with blood pouring out of his mouth when soon you heard the sound of the cops at the door.

"My brother will handle all of you."

"Youre brother can choke on my dick." Negan squeezed down harder on Michael's neck. The police quickly entered the house and detained Michael who kept yelling at all of you as they dragged him out. Negan rushed to you, grabbing a chair and sitting down right in front of you. You instantly noticed his bloody and bruised knuckles.

"Sir, do you need us to take a look at that?" A paramedic asked Negan.

"No, this is fine-" he shook his hand not worried of any injury.

"I need you to check her." Negan motioned towards you but you quickly shook your head.

"I'm fine, I'm just dehydrated-.

"And pregnant." Negan interrupted.

"You're pregnant?! What!" Louise screamed with excitement making you chuckle. Negan himself couldnt help but smirk a bit.

"Yes, Louise. Wait-wheres Jack?" You looked around as your heart began to race.

"Hes upstairs sleeping, hes fine. Dont worry, Deena." She hugged you as Negan stayed holding your hand. "You're going to need to get a restraining order on that guy if hes bailed out. You cant be here alone with the baby, and pregnant with that mad man knowing where you live."

"Oh she wont be alone, I can promise you that."

Negan meant every word he said, he was never going to risk losing you again.

If you have ideas for a part 3 if youd like one let me know? Not sure where to go after this or if I should continue at all.

#jeffrey dean morgan #the walking dead negan #the walking dead fanfiction #negan x you #negan smut #negan twd #negan fan fic #negan x oc

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moons-and-stars-and-shit · 3 years

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Hiii i saw your matchups/cakes and I LOVE THEM. English is not my first language so i am sorry for any wrong spelings and grammar use lol. Can a Get a boy from Hq?????? I am a capricorn, with a lot of fire sign in my chart. ISTP. Tall girl, 175cm. Dark blond hair to under my shoulders, blue eyes. Lean bulid, but mby a little broad shoulders and waist. Enything else is normal ig. I indeed have cheek bones and jawline, a caps face traits a think. Stretch marked on my ass and things. Im just gonna keep my personality short cuz i dont know how to talk about myself. Im Shy and intro and first, then i will open up and become a messy and late-coming person. Im never on time to anything. Once you know me and logical thinking, feisty, dark humor type of funny, sly, stubborn, determind, strong minded, oberetiv and a daredevil. I will do enything for somthing in return. Nobody can hold me back. I am also a Clumsy person, a will let a word og two slip and offend somone, will break or forget somthing. Im always there my friends, help them out with everthing and my door is always open for them. Street smart all the way, i Can talk about enything and give tips and trix on enything. Im not the Life of the party, in a party im either outside or taking care of Ppl or i am sipping for other ppls drinks. I listen to pop/rock but i Can vibe to anything. I also love pasta. And cats, but im allergic): I overthink a lot, tend to bottle up on my emotions and then just let it burst when im alone. I got bullied as a kid, thats why i keep to myself and have Some close friends and then friends i dont trust that much. I like long lasting realtionships and friendships. I wont settle for somthing that i dont belive will work. I just want to feel safe and loved and held, lol. Am i rly ugly cryer btw so i wont look into another persons eyes. I train a lot, do sport shooting, wresle a lot with my friends and dad in a safe way ofc. I love to have a friendly and funny wtesle. I lough a lot. I said i do sport shooting, and i hate it when ppl take it the wrong way and starts to compare it to illegal activity. That my biggest pet peeve, and loud chewers. I LOVE CHEES AND CARD GAMES. Also late night means and snacks. My favorite time is like late at night, after sundown. Late night walks. Laser tag or paint ball is a must, Water and pillow fights AGH my dreams. Also, just to chill in a bathtub👌🏻✨Pfffff Idk what more. I would like a boy form Haikyuu, whos taller than me. Would be up to my randome and mby dangerous ideas, but also calm and relaxing when it fits the mood. Dosent need to know how to comfort a crying person, just like do the basics and ill be fine. THANK YOU SO MUCH😘

@sussebassen

Romantic Matchup

Tendou Satori

How Y’all Met

Ahhhh

Y’all had a class together

And EVERY SINGLE DAY you would show up late

Every. Single. Day

It doesn’t matter if you we’re 5 minutes late, or 15 minutes late

You never showed up on time

This peeked Tendous interest...

So, he asked you about it

You then explained how you never try to be late, it just always happened

Then one day

Satori was walking to class

The bell was going to ring soon so he was trying to hurry

Then he saw you

You were also just trying to get to class ON TIME for once

But you tripped...

And you fell...

And ALL of your papers went everywhere 🥲

You silently cursed to yourself before rushing to pick up your things

And you we’re startled when a certain redhead began to help you

You guys had gathered all of your things before RUNNING to get to class

And you guys were still able to make it on time 😃

The teacher made a remark that maybe you should hang around Tendou more often if it gets you to class on time

Little did he know that you would do just that

Apparently you both had similar interests

So you guys became really good friends

And feeling began to bloom over time

Poor bb was to scared to confess to you tho :(

He didn’t want to scare off one of the only friends he had

Of course he told all of this to Ushijima

And of course Ushijimas LOUD MOUTH

spilled the beans

Unintentionally of course

But still

He just didn’t get the gist that all of this was supposed to be a secret

So one day when he and Tendou were walking together

They saw you

And Ushijima was just like “ah your that person that Tendou likes correct?”

You:😳

Him:🙂

Tendou: 🥲

Tendou then took you aside and properly confessed his feelings

He was 100% sure you were gonna reject him

“I like you too Tendou”

I’m sorry what????

He was SHOCKED

Baffled

Beguiled

But SUPER DUPER HAPPY

he pulled you in for a bone crushing hug

And promised to be the best bf ever

Awww my boy luvs ya

What They Love About You

Ight I’m just gonna say it...

Mans ADORES your stretch marks

He thinks they’re so cool!!!

He often compares you to a tiger because of them

Oof

He LOVES your sense of humor

He also has a darker sense of humor

So you guys mesh very well when it comes to that

Loves that you have the combo of being sly and a daredevil

If there’s one thing satori loves...

It’s pranks

So those traits of yours make pranks so much easier to pull off 😩

He loves how he can talk to you about ANYTHING

He knows that if he’s ever distressed about something he can go to you

So he’s vv grateful for that 🙏

Favorite Things To Do Together

Oh he LOVES to play card games

His favorites is slap Jack

WARNING: he gets REALLY into that game

So he hits HARD

So be prepared...

He 100% swoops you away to stores in the middle of the night

Have you guys been caught sneaking out?

Yes

Was that the last time you did it?

Absolutely not

LASER TAGGGGGG

YOU WILL GET DESTROYED

MANS IS THE KING OF LASER TAG

So just take that L

Also paintball

He’s not that good at paintball

Mans aim is booty

But he still likes to play!

Random Hc

You’d actually be quite shocked on how chill he could be

Like sometimes he just reads his manga sin silence

If you want to talk then sure

But those are the moments he prefers to be quiet

The reason he’s so good at laser tag...

Is because kids used to target him 🥲

So he had to adapt...

And now he’s a pro!

If you ever want to talk to him about your bullyed past

ON GOD mans is always there for you

He knows what it feels like

So his goal is to comfort you when it comes to that

Honestly

Mf chews loud...

So that’s something you’d have to work on 😃

But he’ll try his best to stop if it bothers you THAT much

Astrology

Capricorn + Taurus

When Taurus and Capricorn come together in a love match, it’s a practical, sensible partnership.

These two Signs share a certain down-to-earth logic and interest in efficiency.

Taurus is not interested in risking more than is necessary in terms of emotional connection and involvement, and Capricorn is similarly disinterested in risk, but more in terms of money and career.

Capricorn’s career is one of the great focuses of their lives; they’re interested in scaling the heights and tend to set very high standards for themselves to adhere to.

Taurus has high standards as well, but regarding love, relationships and possessions.

These two signs admire ones dedication and strength, but, while they have this in common as well as a dependable, realistic, somewhat conservative approach to life (Capricorn more than Taurus), a love relationship between them can go stale fast.

The problem? They’re actually rather different at their cores.

Taurus may begin to find Capricorn too conservative and restrictive

Capricorn may start to think Taurus is too lazy and doesn’t care enough about career and status.

If Taurus can encourage Capricorn to relax a little and appreciate the fruits of labor, and if Capricorn can help motivate Taurus to achieve goals and make dreams a reality, their union can be smooth, happy and long-lasting.

Overall Aesthetic

Chaotic Teenage Romance

Songs

Electric Love- BØRNS

Line Without a Hook- Ricky Montgomery

Scrawny- Wallows

Hey Lover- Wabie

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raymenpin71 · 3 years

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ddaengyoonmin · 5 years

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Fate/Bangtan 3

Genre: DystopianFuture!au; Prison!au; historical and mythological characters; based on the Fate/ anime series. Fluff, Angst, Smut (it’s gonna be real smutty in some chapters 😳) Action and fighting will be a definite theme.

Pairing: poly!Ot7 X Reader -there will be some three(maybe even more)some smut in future chapters

Warnings: Mentions of gangs, drugs, guns, killing and murder; blood and fighting; swearing; voyeur, male masturbation and cum, oral (female receiving)

Taglist: @bellexwriter @3rachascompass

@im-emo-motherfuckers @i-like-puppy-mg

@mynameisstruggling @kaekae-h @skytime092

@seesawsmin-flower @oddkpopgirl @caibaby23

@spider-thot0115 @sunshine-or-some-shit

@em1joon

With the first day of the war now getting closer, starting the morning after tomorrow, the members of your team were getting restless with preparing.

First thing in the morning Namjoon had suggested going to the supermarket and gathering all kinds of gear to be able to make the house more secure, thinking back on the famous story of Jack the Ripper sneaking into houses at night. He had decided that it would be best to make sure the windows and doors had the best security they could get.

You had offered to go with them to help out, but they had shook their heads, saying that it was probably a bad idea to expose you to anyone who could relay information to the other teams about you, and also because of the distraction that you would be with the spell effecting anyone who you would come across while out at the store.

You had pouted but it made sense.

You watched the six of them pile into the small car, Namjoon and Jin sitting in the front seats, Hoseok, Jimin and Taehyung sitting in the back. Jungkook sat on the trunk, you now saw that they had handles welded onto the top of the trunk so he could grip on to them as they drove so as not to fall off, they must do this often.

You were glad that no one had said anything about the mark on your neck from the night you had shared with Taehyung. You brought a hand up to where you knew it was, a small smile on your lips at the memory. Taehyung stuck to what he said about pretending it didn’t happen. Acting just as he had any other day, besides one flirtatious glance he had sent your way when no one was looking. A look that clearly read ‘Remember what we did?’ in the lines of his smirk.

Yoongi still hadn’t participated in the group, or anything that had to do with you or the war. You wished that he would get over whatever it was that was bothering him.

Though you and Taehyung shared that wonderful night, it could’ve been any of them and you’d have felt the same. But Yoongi, your master? If it was him, you know that it would’ve been something else. The way you were drawn to him may have something to do with that he was your master, but it was almost like in his own way he had a spell on you. Something that made you want to protect and be with him every moment.

Now that you had been left alone to just hangout at the house you started to feel lonely. Realizing that Yoongi was probably home you decided to use this as a chance to get him to have a real conversation with you.

You hadn’t seen him yet today so you assumed he must still be sleeping. You went down the short hallway to where his shared room was. You stepped cautiously and quietly, not wanting to wake him up if he was still sleeping and further piss him off.

When you got to his door you saw that it was slightly cracked open. You peaked through and saw that Yoongi was lying on his bed. He was very much awake.

Your jaw dropped and you felt yourself get a warm feeling of arousal at the sight. His eyes were closed and his head was tilted back, he was biting his lip and panting heavily as his hand was gripping his cock, moving up and down at a needy pace.

You knew you should look away and wait for him to be done. But you couldn’t help yourself, it was such an incredible sight.

His face would scrunch up every once in a while, his hips bucking up into his hand as he pumped up and down. A soft moan escaped his lips and you almost gasped at that. You felt your core clenching and dripping with arousal the more you watched him.

His cock wasn’t as long as Taehyungs but it was bigger in girth. It was mouthwatering and you couldn’t help but picture yourself with your lips wrapped around it, being the one to make his face twist with pleasure like it was right now.

You heard him whimper lightly and his pace become more frantic, hips rising from the bed and his free hand clutching his sheets so tightly his knuckles were turning white.

“Oh my god, oh shit, fuck” you heard him quietly moan out, as he tensed and came, hot white cum spilling on to his chest. His legs shaking and toes curling as he did. Your eyes widened and you bit your lip at the sight. You were so lost in the sight that you didn’t realize his eyes were now open, and staring straight at you…

“What the fuck?” he angrily hissed out, and quick tossed a blanket over himself.

You gasped sharply and quickly shut the door, embarrassed that you had been caught spying in on him.

You quickly ran back into the living room, sitting on the couch that was your bed, hands pressed to your face in shame. Hoping that he wasn’t too angry with you.

Yoongi shuffled around in his room and you could hear him storming out towards you, slamming the door to his room behind him.

He walked over to where you sat, “Don’t…” he stuttered out, his face red, with either embarrassment or anger, or both, you were unsure. “Don’t do that” he mumbled as he stood over you, his dark eyes looking you over.

You looked down shyly, “I’m sorry. I was just going to see if you wanted to talk...then I saw you…” you murmured quietly.

“I don’t want to talk with you.” He hissed out. “I don’t want anything to do with you. Stay away from my room. Stay away from me”

You felt like he could’ve just stabbed you in the heart and that would’ve hurt less than the way he just spoke to you. Tears started to form in your eyes and you felt your skin go cold.

“W-why do you hate me?” you choked out

Yoongi still stood firmly in place standing over you. “I don’t hate you. It’s not possible to hate someone who isn’t even a real person. It’s fucked up, this thing that you do to us. Making us want you, when you aren’t even real”

You were completely confused at that, “I’m real?” you stared up at him, meeting the eyes that glared at you. “Why would you say I’m not real?”

He shook his head, “I don’t know what you are, but you were summoned here as a pawn in a game. You are disposable and here for the purpose of fighting and killing. Or being killed. And that's all you are. You shouldn’t be allowed to make me... I mean them, have these type of feelings for you.” He spat out.

You felt yourself growing more angry than hurt now. Before he could move away you reached out and grabbed his wrist tightly, he tried to pull back but you were stronger than him. “If I’m not real, how am I touching you right now?”

His breathing became shallow and his eyes closed. “Please. Don’t. Please. Let. go” he spoke through gritted teeth

You now realized despite that you had just witnessed him get himself off, he was already growing hard again, his pants tightening and forming a tent in the crotch.

You immediately let go.

His eyes shot open and he sent dagger eyes your way. “Don’t touch me, don’t talk to me” he grumbled and rushed away from you back to his room.

Leaving you alone on the couch with your heart breaking at the words he had said. He didn’t see you as real, he saw you as just a plaything for this game. Once again, you were just someone’s toy. You can’t believe that you even for a second thought that anyone would think of you as anything else but something to use for their own gain or pleasure.

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When the rest of the team members returned most went to the garage to sort through the things they had bought from the store. You were laying motionless and quiet on the couch, your tear stained face and red eyes were very obvious.

Taehyung rushed to your side, “Oh my god, hey, what happened” his face filled with worry as he crouched eye level with you.

Jimin was also standing nearby with a confused look.

You couldn’t help but cry again as you spoke “I-I’m not real. Master, he said-” You spoke between sobs.

Taehyung shook his head “Yoongi you asshole” he whispered under his breath.

Jimin’s eyes narrowed and he instantly stomped off towards Yoongi’s room to go have a word with him.

“I’m sorry Taehyung, I’m sorry that I can’t turn off my spell. I’m sorry that I force you all to want me. I wish I’d never been summoned here, I’d rather rot in oblivion than be forced back into another life where people fall under this spell I’m cursed with.”

Taehyung frowned, looking around to see if anyone was watching then planted a kiss on your wet cheek. “Hey now. Don’t say things like that. Yoongi doesn’t know what he’s talking about” his voice lowered “If you weren’t real, then that means what we shared last night wasn’t real, and it felt very real to me. I didn’t feel forced, it felt amazing, and if I didn’t want it I wouldn’t have done it”

Your mouth formed into a pout, “Thank you...but you only wanted it cuz my spell told you that you did”

Taehyung sighed, “Well if that's the case, I’d like to thank the spell for giving me one of the best nights of my life” he winked at you then planted a kiss on your forehead, “but spell or not, I’d do it again in a heartbeat. Don’t let Yoongi hyung get to you.”

Suddenly you could hear shouting from the other room where Jimin had ran off to talk to Yoongi. Then a loud crash that sounded like something hitting the wall hard.

Taehyung shot up, hurrying to investigate the commotion. You quickly followed behind.

When the two of you arrived to the room you saw Jimin standing over Yoongi, red faced and angry. Sitting with his back against the wall Yoongi was clutching his face, eyes clenched shut.

“Fuck” he mumbled through his hand. When he pulled it away you saw blood dripping from his mouth and running down his chin. He quickly shook his head trying to brush off the pain, and stood with his arm cocked back ready to throw a punch Jimin's way.

“Uh uh” Taehyung growled, grabbing Yoongi and holding him back from Jimin.

“OUT” a voice shouted from behind you. You jumped and spun around to see Namjoon standing there, with a displeased expression directed at Jimin.

“But hyung he starte-” Jimins whine was cut off by Namjoon repeating himself

“OUT JIMIN” his voice boomed.

Jimin reluctantly stepped out of the room and you could hear him slamming the front door of the house as he left.

Namjoon shook his head in annoyance, “I’m going to suggest you get out as well” he spoke in a much kinder tone your way.

You nodded and went out the door.

You figured that you could go find Jimin and ask him what happened, but you were stopped on your way through the house.

Jin yelled your way “Goddess I need some help boarding this window up”

He was standing by a window in the kitchen with a hammer and nails next to a bunch of wooden boards. You joined him with a forced smile on your face, still worried about your Master and Jimin and hoping that you weren’t the cause of two friends getting in such a rough fight.

Jin had you hold a board up while he hammered each side in to the wall.

“Yoongi and Jimin fight a lot” he chuckled, “Don’t worry too much about it. Lovers quarrels ya know” he winked at you.

“Wait...you mean Master and Jimin are…” you gasped.

Jin smiled, turning from his hammering to you, “Well, they aren’t like together together, but they have some history. They’ll fool around occasionally. They haven’t since you’ve been here though” he explained.

Oh. You hadn’t realized. Maybe that’s one of the reasons Master has been so angry at you, could he be jealous that Jimin wants you? You remember that first night Jimin had suggested that the two of you could sneak around together, and Namjoon heard. Had he told Master about that?

“So are you ready for the war? I’m not sure I am, I’m honestly kind of terrified” Jin admitted while pounding at one of the nails.

You shrugged, “I don’t think I’m that scared, I’ve never really been afraid of much besides…” besides your husband Vulcan “No as a goddess I really didn’t ever have any fears. Maybe I should be afraid, but I’ve already died once I suppose”

Jin let out a small laugh “I guess you’re lucky then. I’m not ready to die. I want to win this thing...do you think we can?”

You grinned at him, he was so cute, focusing on his work, you knew the effect you had on him but he was doing a good job not letting it take him over. They all seemed to be learning how to cope with their animal like urges to jump on you and fuck you whenever you were near them. Taehyung you could even tell practiced a good amount of restraint the previous night when you were with him.

“I’ll do everything I can to make us win.” you confidently told Jin. Because you would, you weren’t a god of battle like Athena or Ares, but you knew that with your powers you could be a force to be reckoned with in this war.

Jin smiled shyly, stepping close to you as he went to grab another nail, you felt him slightly brush against your arm as he moved to the table behind you. He gasped slightly at the contact and froze, standing up straight and staring into your eyes with want.

“I wish” he whispered, moving his face close to yours. So close that if you just moved an inch you’d have your lips locked to his. You inhaled sharply, debating whether you should, not wanting to get him in trouble, but wanting him badly. He was a gorgeous man his blond hair was perfectly styled, and his ripped light blue jeans showed off his legs so well. You wanted him to pick you up in his arms and kiss you, to take you…

“Hey Jin hyung hows the window going?” Hoseok’s voice snapped the two of you out of that close call.

Jin quickly stepped back from you “Good. Almost done” he smiled at the younger man.

Hoseok looked your way and grinned widely, “Hey Goddess” his eyes were bright and cheery.

“Hi Hoseok” you sang “Did you need help with anything when I’m done here with Jin?”

Hoseok chuckled mischievously “Oh, I could think of a few things,” he said with a smirk, looking you up and down.

“Hobi.” Jin growled with a tone of warning.

Hoseok simply shrugged “Ah, you know I can’t help it” then he punched Jin’s shoulder playfully “Sorry to interrupt your moment” he winked at Jin as he walked away to go join some of the other boys in preparing the house.

You heard Jin huff in annoyance. “Alright let's finish this up”

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You all spent the rest of the day boarding up all of the windows and doors and setting up makeshift alarms hanging empty pop cans and other noisy things they had laying around over doorways.

You hadn’t seen Jimin or Yoongi since the incident in the morning. You felt awful about the whole situation. Jin said not to think of it as your fault, but how was it not?

If Master and Jimin were somewhat lovers and you had stepped in the middle of that somehow, that was a guilt that you couldn’t shake. You had your fair share of getting in between relationships, men that just couldn’t help themselves. You always had tried to avoid those types of situations, it was messy and selfishly you just didn’t want to deal with it.

But this, you felt honestly guilty for this, your Master who you cared for greatly was being hurt by the feelings that Jimin held for you.

You needed to find Jimin and talk with him you decided, you needed this all cleared up before the war started so that you all could go into the battle with a clear mind.

By strange coincidence Jimin walked in right at that moment, stumbling through the front door clumsily.

All the heads in the house whipped around at the sight of him.

“Sup e’ry one” he slurred.

“Jimin! You’re drunk?” Jungkook gasped out, walking to catch the older man as he continued his clumsy walk into the living room almost falling over.

“Ahh, s’nothing” he mumbled, plopping down hard into Namjoons recliner chair making it tip up slightly as he did.

Namjoon walked over and stood in front of him shaking his head. “Damnit Jimin.”

Jimin looked up at him and scowled “S’mthing to say?” he spat out angrily, cocking his head with his eyes glassy and half shut.

Namjoon just sighed and walked away.

“Thought so” Jimin grumbled, pulling his legs up onto the chair and getting comfortable. He then saw that you were near him, sitting on the couch looking at him worriedly.

“Hey babe. Dontcha worry bout me. M’fine” he spoke, his eyes closing and seemily now fading off to sleep.

You couldn’t help but still worry, but at least he was here now and safe. You’d talk to him tomorrow, there was no way you’d be able to have a reasonable conversation with him right now.

The rest of the boys minus your master all gathered around the chair where Jimin now slept staring down at him.

“Shit” Taehyung hissed out shaking his head, “Jungkook help me bring him to bed”

The two of them picked up the unmoving Jimin and carried him to the room and tucked him in. Taehyung stayed with him in the room and Jungkook came back out for just a moment only to grab a glass of water for Jimin’s bedside table, telling the rest of you that him and Taehyung were going to keep an eye on him. He sighed giving a goodnight wave to you all.

“Night Jungkook” you sweetly replied, waving back at him. Jungkook shyly blushed and hurried back to his room.

The rest of the boys were silent for a while. Jin left the living room to go finish washing the rest of the dishes left to do in the kitchen, and Namjoon and Hoseok went to double check that the house was ready.

You sat alone on the couch, pulling at your fingers and biting your lip. Again, you couldn't help but feel that this was all your fault.

Maybe it wasn’t just that you had a curse put on you. Maybe it was you that was the curse, you were a curse to everyone around you. Maybe that’s why you’d never have love.

You laid down and covered yourself with a blanket, a small tear sliding its way down your face.

That had to be it.

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Your eyes shot open, someone was shaking your shoulder and whispering “Wake up”

It had to have been really early in the morning, all the lights in the house were still off and it didn’t seem like anyone was awake.

Your eyes adjusted to the darkness and you were able to make out the face of the person waking you up.

“Jimin?” you whispered at him “What are you doing?”

The dark haired man seemed to still be slightly drunk from the night before. He smiled down at you and started to crawl next to you on the couch.

“Hey what-” you hissed out as he pushed you over, sliding his body under the blanket with you and pressing himself against you so you were face to face with him.

“Goddess I need you” he groaned, grabbing your hips and pulling you against him. You could now feel that he was only in his boxers. His hard, stiff cock was pressing to your center and he had a playful smirk on his face.

“Jimin we can’t” you murmured. Part of you was screaming, of course you can, why shouldn’t you. But another part of you was sure that it was a bad idea, and that you’d just be making yourself and everyone else hurt worse by allowing Jimin’s charms to win you over.

Jimin groaned and pouted, continuing to move his hips slightly, rubbing himself against you. “Why not, I want to make you feel good, let me” he planted a small peck on your lips, taking you by surprise. “Jimin. What about Master” you spoke seriously.

Jimin then stopped moving against you, his face turning from playful to annoyed.

“What's that supposed to mean.” He snapped

“I think you know what I mean Jimin. Jin told me that you and Master are…” you trailed off.

“He doesn’t own me. I’m my own person and I can do what I please.” Jimin hissed, his dark eyes narrowing. “If Yoongi hyung wants to be upset that I want to fuck someone other than him thats on him. I’ve told him plenty of times that we aren’t dating and that it's just for fun.”

You suddenly tensed up. You hated that in this moment you were really relating to how Jimin felt. The way he spoke about not wanting to be owned, about wanting to just lay with his lovers for fun and nothing more...that was exactly how you were in your past life. You didn’t want to make your Master angry, but what Jimin said really connected with you, it was as if he could see into the part of your soul that felt like you didn’t want to be tied down with just one person.

“No one can know…” you whispered, reaching your hands to his hips, giving him permission to start grinding against you again.

A low purr escaped his lips, and he bit his lip ring excitedly.

“Fuck, of course I won’t tell” he grinned. His rubbing against you getting needier and faster.

Knowing you’d probably regret this, but not being able to hold yourself back you moved your lips to Jimin’s, placing a soft kiss on his lips. It was slightly odd feeling, the cool metal of his lip ring against your lips, you’d never kissed anyone with a lip piercing before.

You kind of liked it, it was different from anything you’d felt and different always made things all the more exciting.

You continued to press your lips against his, licking at his lower lip begging him to let you in. He obliged your request and started to flick his tongue against your own. One of his hands reaching up to cup one of your breasts, squeezing lightly as he moaned with pleasure at the friction still being caused by rubbing himself against you.

He started to push forward, guiding you to lie down on your back while he crawled on top of you, now grabbing your dress and pulling it up so that you were exposed to him.

“Damn” he gasped out pulling back from the kiss and leaning back to sit up on his knees, straddling your lower legs and looking down at your now exposed center. “You have the prettiest pussy I’ve ever fucking seen” he stared wide eyed at you like you were a delicious snack.

“May I?” he asked, his hungry eyes unable to look away as he licked his lips and bit at his lip ring.

“Please” you gasped out in want. It’d been too long since you’d felt a man between your legs how Jimin wanted to be.

He lowered his head down to you, pulling your legs wide apart and kissing you down your inner thighs, then placing soft kisses on your outer folds. He took a hand and spread your lips apart to give him access to where you needed him most.

“Wow” he breathed out, you could feel his warm breath against you and it sent a shiver of anticipation through your whole body.

You felt him lick a long stripe from your entrance to your clit, and then do this a few more times.

“You taste so good baby” he groaned.

He then started to quickly flick his tongue against your clit and lap at you hungrily, moaning into you lowly as he did. Enjoying himself thoroughly. Your hips started to buck up towards him as he continued his pace. You covered your mouth with a hand, not wanting to wake anyone up but so close to screaming out Jimin’s name for the whole world to hear. Jimin noticed you do this and chuckled. He knew that was probably a smart idea, though he wished he could listen to you crying out for him. He wanted to hear you yell out his name and tell the whole house who was making you feel this good.

You started to get shaky as your orgasm got nearer. Jimin could feel you tensing and getting close. To help you get to your high, he quickly inserted two fingers into your entrance. You gasped sharply and quietly whimpered as he curled his fingers inside of you and moved them in and out at the same quick speed as the flicks of his tongue on your clit.

Your free hand shot up to grip onto his hair, pulling slightly as you writhed underneath him.

“I’m gonna cum Jimin” you whispered breathily.

Jimin moaned so loudly at your words that anyone in the house could’ve probably heard if they were awake. He stopped for a moment, his eyes closed tightly and he flinched for a moment, you couldn’t quite understand why.

Then he started again, faster and with urgency “Please cum for me. Fuck I want to make you come goddess”

A few more pumps of his finger in and out of you and you felt yourself reach your high. Waves of pleasure rushing through every part of your body as your walls contracted over and over around his fingers. Your hips jerking up into his mouth that was still licking at you, carrying you through your orgasm.

Once you’d rode out your pleasure, he pulled back. Wiping your juices from his mouth with a wide grin on his face. He looked you over as he leaned back into the couch, breathing deeply and looking very pleased with himself.

You chuckled and brought your dress back down your legs.

“So would you like me to return the favor?” you offered, with an eyebrow raised.

Jimin smirked your way, “Ah, sometime I’d like that yes. I kind of already…” he laughed and pointed to his boxers that had a large wet spot on them now.

Wow, you thought. He came just from eating you out? Not even being touched?

As if reading your mind Jimin answered your questions, “Yeah, it’s been years since I’ve done anything with a girl. And going down on my ladies was always my biggest turn on.”

You nodded with understanding and sat yourself up so you could rest your head on his shoulder. Unlike with most men, when they were done with you, you didn’t feel used. Maybe it was the fact that his words moments ago had made you think he had somewhat of an understanding of what it was like to be someone who felt like another just wanted to own them. Or maybe it was the pure joy he seemed to get from just making you feel good. Either way, you were satisfied. Until a thought crossed your mind, Master would still be hurt by this. Whether or not you agreed that Jimin shouldn’t have to feel tied down to anyone if he didn’t want to...Master still would be upset, and you felt that surge of guilt again.

“Maybe you should go back to bed now…” you muttered to Jimin.

He nodded and shot you a smile, kissing you on the forehead as he stood up to go to the bathroom and clean up.

“Night goddess, I’ll see you tomorrow”

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Just like with Taehyung, you and Jimin were able to keep your late night rendezvous a secret from the others without fail.

The only thing that had changed was now both of them now shooting you knowing glances every once in a while when they felt that no one would see.

When dinner was over that day you sensed a lot of tension in the group. The war would start tomorrow and every one of them seemed scared and nervous.

Namjoon discussed some last minute strategy, and ideas for how best to use your powers to distract other teams. The hardest thing being how to actually kill other servants, it’d be easy to get the masters and team-mates to kill each other with your spells and tricks, but the masters wouldn’t stand a chance killing their own servant no matter how much you manipulated their minds.

All of you had been thinking long and hard on this subject when suddenly Yoongi stepped into the circle of discussion in the living room. Sitting down at his regular place next to Namjoon that you hadn’t seen him ever do.

The other members minus Jimin who tried to avoid looking at him, stared wide eyed at Yoongi as he sat down.

“I think I have a solution” he spoke, and as he said that he held something up in his hand that made everyone gasp, and made Jimin finally direct his attention to him.

Yoongi was holding a gun in his hands, “.357 Magnum” he quietly explained.

“Where the fuck did you get that” Namjoon yelled.

“I might’ve gotten a guard to sneak me in one for the war…” Yoongi admitted sheepishly “He had mentioned he had a pretty large bet on us and said not to blow it or he’d be out a lot of money. So I asked him if he felt like helping us get a better chance at winning”

Jin who was sitting next to Yoongi started to laugh loudly “Yoongi that's actually brilliant” he patted him on the back “Will this thing be able to take out a servant?”

Yoongi nodded “I would think so.” he turned it over in his hand, “I got some extra bullets and stuff for it too so I think we’ll be set”

Namjoon smiled and let out a sigh of relief, “Guys I think we can win this thing”

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The next morning was THE morning. The day it all started.

The eight of you woke up and gathered together, even Master was now being a part of the team. While he still didn’t talk with you, just having him around and not running off alone was a nice change.

You all gathered in a group by the door. Jin took a deep nervous breath. Taehyung squeezed Jungkook’s arm, Jungkook was looking extremely terrified and worried. Hoseok and Jimin were talking about whether you should sit in the car or on the outside of the car, and Namjoon and Yoongi were double checking that they had all the extra ammo for the gun on them. Yoongi was going to hold on to the gun and keep it out of sight so the other masters wouldn’t see it. The plan was for you all to do a quick patrol of nearest streets in the neighborhood you lived in while in the car, seeing if any of the servants and their masters were headed your way.

“Let's do this” Namjoon said firmly, opening the door and taking a quick glance of the surroundings before motioning for the rest of you to hurry to the car.

Yoongi got in the driver's seat and Namjoon sat next to him. Taehyung, Jin and Hoseok sat in the three seats in the back. Jungkook sat on the trunk, gripping tightly to the handles they had welded on and Jimin sat on the top of the car, where another set of handles had been welded on recently by Yoongi to deal with the lack of space situation the car. You joined Jungkook sitting on the trunk, helping him keep an eye out for anyone that could come up behind you all. You grabbed the handle and flashed a smile to Jungkook who sat next to you, shaking slightly.

“Hey, It’s gonna be okay” you soothed.

He faked a small smile your way. “Yeah...I know” he lied. He didn’t think it would all be okay. Even if you all did make it out of this alive, he knew he’d still be scarred from this war. He never was the one that went out and ‘took care’ of people back on the outside.

The gang that him and his friends were in had done their fair share of taking out their rivals, and people who were getting in the way of their business. But Jungkook always excused himself from the bloodier moments. It had never been a problem, Jimin, Yoongi and Namjoon were pretty good at taking care of that kind of stuff. Hoseok mostly just dealt with the product that they sold, whether it was the drugs or guns, he was the man who figured out the cost and who and where to sell their stuff to.

Jin was somewhat of a salesman if you could call it that. Doing the actual face to face meetings with the people buying their contraband, usually taking Namjoon, Jimin and Yoongi with him for protection, but doing most all the talking himself. Jungkook did a lot of online work, hacking and things like that when it benefited the gang. Taehyung grew and made their drug product, he ran the lab and the grow house that the drugs came out of.

Namjoon was the leader, but he liked to sit in the background while Jin played leader in front of customers and rival gangs, so as to throw people off. Jin was the oldest so most were quick to buy that it was the truth. Yoongi also was the getaway driver when doing robberies or any of the other many crimes that were committed.

Jungkook didn’t hold it against him, but in a way Yoongi was the one who had gotten them all caught. When it came time to drive away from the scene after they had committed quite the deadly crime against a rival gang, the car wouldn’t start. Cussing, Yoongi had admitted that he didn’t check under the hood of the car to make sure everything was in order before they all left, which he usually always did.

The sirens grew closer and their fate was sealed. Off to Red Brick prison it was.

Jungkook knew if they got their chance at freedom that he’d have a hard time staying away from the life of crime, but he was going to try his best.

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The car moved slowly down the streets as your team patrolled around. No one was out walking around, probably trying to avoid being caught in any type of crossfire during the war.

It was eerily quiet, the only sound being the wind moving through the buildings lightly whistling and rustling some leaves on the ground.

You all had been out for around thirty minutes when a loud shout rang out behind you from the direction of the front of the car.

“APHRODITE.” the shout boomed. The car screeched to a stop, almost causing Jimin on the top of the car to slide off.

“Jimin get the fuck down!” Yoongi shouted from inside of the car. You whipped your head around and peered over the top of the car to see that about a hundred feet in front of you down the street, a large group of people were gathered, walking side by side, with a tall servant in front of them.

Jimin slid off of the roof and down to where you and Jungkook were now getting off of the trunk and standing behind the car.

You narrowed your eyes, trying to make out the servant that had yelled out your name. Walking to the side of the car to get a better look. It clicked for you instantly when you saw a large bow being drawn in your direction. You knew that bow, you had seen it forged, Khryselakatos. You gasped, knowing the fearsome hands that held that bow.

“WHORE!” another shout rang out. This time it was followed by an arrow zipping past you in the blink of an eye. You gasped and jumped out of the way. A yelp sounded out from behind you, the arrow had narrowly missed you and instead grazed Jimin’s arm.

“No!” you shrieked, running to Jimin and holding his hurt arm.

“I’m fine! duck!” he shouted, pulling you down and crouching behind the car as another arrow whirred past the car.

“Fuck we gotta get out of here. It’s archer!” Namjoon yelled out.

None of you had planned on meeting archer this early in the war. And you hadn’t planned on archer being someone you’d recognize. Someone who had a deep hatred for you in fact.

The three of you outside of the car managed to climb up and share your grip on the handles on the trunk while staying low enough to hopefully avoid the onslaught of arrows that were now being sent your way.

“Hold on tight!” Yoongi screamed as he whipped the car around quickly and started to speed away in the other direction.

The three of you hanging from the back of the car were now completely exposed and vulnerable to the arows. You did your best to avoid them, one ended up hitting the side of your cheek, causing a deep gash that instantly stung and started to drip blood down your face and neck.

“Aghh” you hissed out. Biting hard down on your lip to try and distract yourself from the pain.

You could see the Archer put her bow down, her master yelling something to her that you couldn’t hear from your distance now.

“I’LL GET YOU NEXT TIME WHORE” her yells carried down the street.

“FUCK OFF PRUDE” you found yourself shouting back without even knowing that you were going to.

Jimin's eyes widened and he laughed along with Jungkook who seemed to find that amusing.

“So...history there?” Jimin giggled once the eight of you were out of range and out of sight from Archer and her team.

“That was Artemis, Mount Olympus's holy virgin” you explained.

The car was still speeding fast through the streets of Red Brick.

Yoongi wasn’t really sure where he was going, but he knew he needed to get his team out of the range of that Archer.

You now realized he was taking you down the main road by the church, maybe not the best idea to be so far out in the open, but panic didn’t have him thinking totally clearly at the moment.

This was your first time seeing the church, It was gorgeous, tall with stained glass windows up and down and at the very top was a lookout where the warden now stood, observing the war. You could another man up there with him who must be the ruler servant.

It seemed like he was staring right at you. His hands pressed on the railing while looking down at you. He was shirtless, large, muscular and strong. You could now see he held a large hammer in his hand. No...it couldn’t be.

Your blood ran cold, you felt yourself grow faint and you almost slipped right off the car. Jungkook and Jimin each grabbed one of your arms in theirs and held you up.

“Woah woah” Jimin said panicked “Are you okay? Is it your face?” he looked at where the arrow had hit you.

You shook your head slowly.

“Vulcan…” you gasped out.

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