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c0nfessions-of-a-writing-freak · 1 year

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What Lurks In The Dark

Pairing: Marcus Lopez Arguello x fem!reader

Word count: 3.7k

Warning: Mild cursing, Mild Graphic description of violence

Summary: Paranoia had always been a common occurrence in her life so when the feeling of being watching started to rise in the back of her mind she couldn't tell if it was just a conjured-up feeling or reality. After a heavy night of avoiding anyone and everyone at all costs, a deal is sent her way that she would be a fool to pass up on or maybe a bigger fool for agreeing to it.

(Y/N): Your name

(H/C): Hair colour

(E/C): Eye colour

(F/C): Favourite colour

*Gif does not belong to me

Worn out Converses smacked against the concrete sidewalk as (Y/N) walked through the streets with purpose. Her hands were tucked into the pockets of her oversized hoodie, the back of the (F/C) piece of fabric falling past his skirt and rubbing against the back of her stocking-clad thighs. Her (H/C) was pulled back and out of her face, a few wisps of hair falling out of the tie that kept the rest of her hair back and invading her vision.

(Y/N) tried not to stay in one place for too long, not when she had a doped-up dad with buddies all over the city. It was still beyond herself why she hadn't decided to flee the city yet. Perhaps the only reason she chose to stay was to keep an eye on her mother, but even then there wasn't much the woman was doing that gave (Y/N) a proper reason to stay behind.

She had only ever run into a few people that seem to recognise her. Normally, they would try and ask her if her dad had anything good going around or if she was carrying any on her. There was only one occasion where one of her dad's mates had tried to get physical with her, claiming she had to be brought back to where she belonged. It didn't take much to get the man off of her, mainly because he was drunk and clutching onto a half-empty beer bottle for dear life.

Tonight felt just like any night to begin with as she walked through the streets of San Francisco. She kept her head down and her hood up as she tried not to draw any more attention to herself than a teenage girl walking through the dark streets of San Francisco could get.

It was only when she saw the same boy with a bright green mohawk skate past her for the fourth time that she began to raise her guard. (Y/N) was willing to shake it off at first, but after seeing him a few too many times for comfort she began to realise she was being circled by the boy.

(Y/N)’s pace picked up only slightly along with her heartbeat. Her original plan was to try and lose him in some back alley that ran behind some of the apartment blocks and led back to one of the main roads. But upon further evaluation, it probably wasn’t the best idea to be followed into a back alley, even if she was being followed by a rather flimsy-looking boy that seemed to be around her age.

She had two other options that could work out in her favour, of course, with the possibility that her plans could backfire in her face. Her first option was to wait the boy out and lead him out to the main roads where she could hopefully lose him or he would be detoured because of the uprise in people. The second idea that had come to her mind was to try and meet the boy head-to-head and throw him off his course where she could try and get away from him in his moments of instability.

Both ideas could work out in her favour but just as easily give the green-haired boy the upper hand. In the case where she tried to lose him, he could get to her before she made it to a more crowded area and with the second choice he could overpower her, his looks may be deceiving to something stronger. Neither necessarily worked out in her favour but at least with the first option if she needed to she could make a run for it or later dissolve into the fight she was hoping it didn’t have to come down to.

In her head, the decision had already been made before she could properly think and weigh out her choices.

Turning left, (Y/N) felt the flesh of another hand latching onto her upper arm. Whipping her head around with a few strands of hair flying in the wind, (Y/N)’s eyes landed on the same boy that had been circling her as the night progressed. A choked yelp escaped from behind (Y/N)‘a lips at the sight of the boy, instantly trying to pull her arm away from him once it registered that the limb hanging onto her belonged to him.

“Woah,” The boy quickly called out, a laugh on the tip of his tongue as he planted a foot and held onto (Y/N) a tad bit tighter. Raising his chin a little, the green-haired boy said, “I’m just here for a fun time. You have nothing to worry about.”

“You creep,” (Y/N) quickly exclaimed, her lip curling in disgust. The boy's eyes seemed to widen at (Y/N)‘a words, like what he had said had finally registered in his head for the first time. Trying to keep a steady voice, she said, “Get off of me.”

“No can do, Runaway Legacy,” The boy’s overjoyed voice rang out, a matching unwavering grin plastered on his face. “Need to get you back to King's Dominion so I pass the assignment. I can’t let Lex get a good grade for this assignment this time around or he’ll have two to hold over my head.”

“One, I'm not going anywhere with you and your greasy mohawk,” (Y/N) started, getting cut off by the boy as he made his dissatisfaction known.

“It’s not greasy.”

(Y/N) gave the boy a deadpan at his words, watching as he raised his free hand in surrender and gave her room to speak once more. “Two, I don’t care about Lex or this assignment you claim that I supposedly am. If you want to kill someone, pick a different target. And three, the hill is a 'Runaway Legacy?'"

“I’m not going to kill you,” The boy exclaimed with a mortified gasp. “The whole point of this is to bring you back alive. Master Lin wouldn't have a use for you if we brought you back dead.”

“That’s not helping your case,” (Y/N) said, giving the boy a moment to answer before she kicked the skateboard out from under his foot, sending him skidding back in his moment in surprise. In his fall the boy had let go of her, so with a few steps forward, (Y/N) took control of the skateboard that the boy had just lost.

“Oh, come on!” She heard him call out from behind her as she began to pick up speed. As the boy stumbled to his feet, preparing to run after her he yelled, “Not cool man. Not cool.”

"Looks like your gonna have to go back to Master Lin empty-handed and fail your assignment," (Y/N) shrugged as she looked back at the boy only to find him a few paces from where he had originally fallen, not putting in too much effort to go after her. "I guess Lex is gonna be the one to bring home the gold."

"You would have much rather gone back with me, I promise," He called after her in a sing-song tone making chills shoot down (Y/N)'s spine. "If I don't get you, Lex or someone else will."

Shooting her head back around, (Y/N) focussed on getting away from the creepy boy and out of the part of San Francisco where she currently found herself in. But no matter where she went the feeling of someone watching her stuck with her throughout the night, making her never stay still for too long on the stolen skateboard she had obtained.

In the end, she didn't end up getting too far before another mysterious figure was making their way towards her.

"Oi, you've been assigned," A boy with cornrow braids said as he stepped towards (Y/N). He wore a dark athlete's hoodie with a toothpick between his teeth as his eyes scanned over her, landing on the skateboard beneath her feet where his lips twisted upwards. "Master Lin don't do well tardiness so we gotta move."

"I'm not going anywhere with you," (Y/N) uttered quickly, turning around the boy as she leaned heavily on one side of the skateboard. "As I said to your green-haired freak of a friend, this is an assignment you're gonna have to fail."

A loud scoff rang out from the taller boy. "Don't let any of the Rats hear you speaking about one of their own like that. They're known to not be as friendly as I am."

"I'll keep that in mind," (Y/N) said dryly, her (E/C) eyes half-hooded as she circled the boy. "Note to self, if you ever see someone looming in the dark, ask them if they are a Rat are not. It will certainly work out well in your favour."

A bemused chuckle left the boy's mouth as his shoulders bunched up and his head lowered. He reached up to pluck the toothpick from his mouth and flick it somewhere behind himself. "You're going to have to drop the attitude. That's the sort of thing that gets you killed in King's Dominion."

"Well, as I said to your Rat friend," (Y/N) began, not bothering to look over her should as she escaped from the boy as she already knew he would be lent against the wall behind him, "Master Lin's gonna have to learn that he ain't gonna get everything he wants."

"I would congratulate you for your bravery if what just left your mouth wasn't complete stupidity," The boy called out, not bothered by the ignorance he got in return. "Good luck escaping this one kid. No one gets away from Master Lin."

(Y/N) tried not to pay any mind to what the boy had said, attempting to let the words go through one ear and out the other. But the warnings she got from both strangers were daunting. Once was a coincidence but twice was an omen. And it didn’t take long until that omen was put into play.

Coming to a quick stop, the skateboard whipped out from under her feet as something knocked (Y/N) off her feet after rounding a corner. As she came crashing down a tall boy with blonde hair made his presence known. He spoke with a thick accent as he said, “We were told you were a Legacy, but I don’t see anything but a Rat.”

“Are you sure we’ve got the right girl?” Another voice spoke up with a just as thick accent. Coming to stand next to the taller dude was a girl with curly blonde puffed-up hair. She wore a cheerleader outfit with two dark-shaded pom-poms resting on her hips. “I’m not one to say Master Lin is wrong but this can’t be the girl everyone’s throwing a hissyfit over.”

“Would hate to agree with the emo cheerleader,” (Y/N) started as she stood from the ground, eyes landing on where the skateboard had fallen before looking up at the two blondes in front of her again. The girl had a glare on her face as she watched (Y/N), the title not sitting well with her. “But I think you and your other friends running around have to reevaluate who your stalking and threatening to kidnap.”

"We ain't going to have to kidnap you if you follow along willingly," The girl spoke up, popping a hip to the side as she stared expectedly at (Y/N).

"You see, as much as I would love to make this easy for you both," (Y/N) started to circle the two of them, stopping once she was at their sides and they had turned to face her. Trying to keep the attention on her face, she slowly stretched a foot out until it bumped into the skateboard lightly. Lifting her foot up until it rested on top of the board, she slowly pulled it back towards her. "I was taught not to go with people I don't know. You know, stranger danger."

The girl scoffed while the guy's face seemed to lift slightly. "There is no need to worry about strangers. I assure you, if you are the Legacy Master Lin claims for you to be, I am positive we will be far more than strangers."

"Ew, gross," (Y/N) shook her head, face twisting into disgust as she backed away from him with a few stumbled steps. "As enlightening as this whole interaction has been, I'd much rather decline and be on with my day."

"That's not going to happen, sweetie," The girl said stepping forward. With her steps, her hands moved from her hips, her pom-poms growing two large blades out of each one. (Y/N)'s eyes quickly flickered down to the spikes, taking a gulp as they seemed to glint in the streetlights. "We're allowed to take you back using whatever means necessary, and if that means by force… then so be it."

(Y/N) didn't need to wait another second to figure out what that means. Turning and launching herself onto the skateboard and onto the pathway. Thinking back to her earlier plans, (Y/N) starts to migrate her way back to the more crowded places of San Francisco. Maybe then she would finally be able to escape the several advances of strange teenagers and Master Lin, whomever that may be.

The pair of blondes must have been prepared for (Y/N) to make a run for it since they weren't too far behind her. The skateboard didn't act as much help and she probably would have been better off legging it herself but there was no time to jump off and hope for the best.

At the first sight of a large crowd of people, (Y/N) could feel some relief starting to creep up inside of her. That hope quickly diminished as something sharp pierced through her shoulder. She didn't scream but a deep disgruntled sound tore through her throat as she fell from the skateboard, crashing into a few pedestrians that gave her disgusted looks as they went barreling down with her.

Climbing to her knees, (Y/N) pushed herself up quickly. She crawled forward a step before she was tripping over her feet to stand once again. People parted the way for her as a hand craned back to wrap around one of the blades that had lodged in close to one of her shoulder bones. A steadying breath was taken as she began to inch the blade from her flesh. She kept walking as she tried to pull it out, stuttering in her steps every once in a while as she fought down a wince and had to pause in her movements. When a coalesced hand gripped hers, she turned around quickly, ready to see one of the attendants she had already run into that night. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."

"What?" (Y/N) questioned as she focused on the boy that had come up behind her. He had dark curly hair that was cut into a short mullet. He wore a black long-sleeved shirt and some jeans, something plain to blend in. In one of his hands was the skateboard (Y/N) had discarded earlier.

"Pulling the weapon that punctured you from the wound," He said as he carefully tore (Y/N)'s hand away from the blade stuck in her shoulder. "It's like basic knowledge at this point."

"I think I was more concerned about getting away from the two lunatics that were chasing after me." (Y/N) watched with narrowed eyes as she pulled her hand away from the boy. "And why do you sound so calm? Anyone else would be a bit more worried about the massive chunk of steel sticking out of my back…"

"Well…" The boy said, bringing a hand up to scratch at the back of his neck.

"You're one of them, aren't you?" The words came out like venom, already backing away from the boy as her hand shot back up to clutch at her shoulder while her head tipped back so she could stare up at the sky. "Why won't you and the rest of your Rat and Legacy friends leave me alone?"

"If it makes you feel any better, you were able to avoid Saya and Maria last night. They didn't come back to King's Dominion until lunch today because they didn't want to be failed," The boy offered the information to (Y/N), trying to smile in some form of reassurance. All the boy got in return was the annoyed stare of (Y/N) as she began to turn away from him. With hurried steps to keep up with (Y/N), the boy said, "Of course that wouldn't make you feel better. Look, I know I'm probably one of the last people you want to trust, but if you let me take you back to King's Dominion-"

"Absolutely not," (Y/N) exclaimed, effectively cutting the boy off. She shook her head as she waved a hand at the boy, trying to shrug him off. "I've been running away from people trying to drag me to that place. Why would I willingly go with you of all people?"

"Because we have healers," The boy said exasperated. One of his hands jotted forward to reach out for (Y/N) but stopped at the large flinch on her part when he got too close. "I'm not saying you have to stay, hell you could be out of there as soon as the medics are done with you. But you'll have a better chance of coming with me than you will be trying to get help at a hospital.

When (Y/N) couldn't think of anything to say, the boy took it as his signal to keep on speaking.

"I was just like you once, okay? Scared and living on the street, on the run from cops and anyone who got too close. King's Dominion is far from a home or somewhere safe, but if you're willing, you can find yourself fitting in with the right group of people and making something for yourself there," It wasn't the lecture (Y/N) wanted to hear but it seemed to knock some sense into (Y/N)'s head. “Yeah, most of the people there are scum-sucking ducks, and the teachers couldn’t care less if you got poisoned or shot at, but at least you’ll have a future there. And hey, maybe in a month or two you’ll get to be the one chasing kids down the street trying to recruit them into this secret society where they could go and work for NASA even.”

“What does NASA have to do with any of this?” (Y/N) questioned with furrowed brows, allowing the boy to get a little closer to her and place a steadying hand on her back near the puncture wound.

“More than you think,” He laughed. (Y/N) turned to him, trying to arch one of her brows to show her confusion, only getting a shake of the boy's head as if signalling it was for another time. "I'm Marcus."

"(Y/N)," She says, allowing Marcus to push her forward and lead her King's Dominion, keeping an eye out for any of the strange faces she had run into previously that night. "You know your little rant wasn't very effective if you were hoping to get me to stay at King's Dominion."

"Yeah, the more I spoke the more I began to realise that." No one seemed to care much for the blade sticking out of (Y/N)'s back, passing by as if there wasn't a thing wrong with the image. (Y/N) couldn't decide if that was a good thing or if it was alarming how much people were willing to ignore what was right in front of them. "But I was inspirational, wasn't I?"

"Oh, very," (Y/N) concluded, a scruff of a smile appearing on her face. "Had the troops rallying. Could barely contain my excitement to get to this place where I'll have scum-sucking kids drooling over me and knobs of a teacher cursing me to do homework that will hopefully get us all killed"

"Don't be surprised if that's their objective," He warned before abruptly turning into a food store where a few people were already waiting. As (Y/N) followed after him, a question on the tip of her tongue as she stepped into the store which quickly dissolved as she saw some familiar faces.

"Hey Marcus, you got my skateboard back," The green-haired boy from earlier yelled happily as he jumped off one of the tables he had comfortably taken a seat on. Bounding over he extracted the board from Marcus before looking over at (Y/N). "I thought Marcus may have been able to woo you over here. I get it, I'm not your type. At least Lex wasn't able to get to you and bloody you up too badly."

"I wouldn't say that," Came the voice (Y/N) grew to find annoying. The same bush of blonde hair came wandering over, plucking the blade from (Y/N)'s shoulder, earning a gargled-out wince from the (H/C) haired girl as a hand shot up to apply pressure to the now exposed wound. Thick welts of blood began to smear across her fingers as she was guided through the store. "I think I did a pretty dandy job of giving her her first King's Dominion scar."

A scorn flashed across (Y/N)'s face as Marcus kept her moving, pushing her away from the blonde girl. It was then that her attention was caught by a boy with poorly bleached hair that he had been able to spike up. "Looks like you were able to strike out before me Marcus, good work there chap."

An uncertain familiarity took over (Y/N) at the sight of the boy. She found herself going out on a limb and asking, "Are you the famous Lex that greasy over there was going on about all night?"

"Someone been talking about me?" Lex asked with a bemused grin, eyes skittering around the room.

At the same time as Lex spoke, the green-haired boy yelled out, "My hair is not greasy!"

"Oh, I'm gonna like this one," Lex announced before he started to walk to the backdoor of the small building. "Now, you've been keeping Master Lin waitin' a long time. You ready to meet the man and be turned into a killer?"

Despite herself, (Y/N) found herself looking back at Marcus. She was either seeking out his reassurance or guidance, something she wasn't sure why she was doing. His shoulders quickly raised in an act of surrender. He spoke lowly, almost a whisper like it was a secret between them, "Don't look at me."

Turning back around to face Lex, she found him leaning against a door with a sign on it that read staff only. The boy with green hair was standing next to him while the other three he had seen earlier were standing slightly out of the way, waiting for her answer.

"Lead the way," She settled on saying.

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samduqs · 7 months

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deadly class was so good why they cancelled it 😭

#deadly class #marcus lopez #maria salazar #saya kuroki #billy bennett #lex miller #petra deadly class #master lin

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hailstorm13 · 9 months

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✨THE RATS✨

Marcus: Why are Billy and Lex sitting with their backs to each other? Petra: They had a fight. Marcus: Then why are they holding hands? Petra: They get sad when they fight.

#deadly class #marcus lopez arguello #billy bennett #lex miller #petra #rat gang

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jaauce · 9 months

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I forgot that one of the requirements to enter the deadly class was to be a little homosexual (I am)

#deadly class #marcus lopez #benjamin wadsworth #lex miller #lethal gay killers

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manheimsmuse · 5 months

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I’D MEET YOU WHERE THE SPIRIT MEETS THE BONES..

ivory. twenty one ! she/her, milo manheim && drew starkey enthusiast. scorpio, swiftie. new to tumblr, be nice to me or i will cry ! i take requests and write for;

milo manheim in:

thanksgiving ( ryan baker )

school spirits ( wally clark )

doogie ( nico alexander )

prom pact ( ben plunkett )

outer banks:

rafe cameron

jj maybank

pope heyward

deadly class:

marcus lopez arguello

lex miller

marvel:

bucky barnes

peter parker

harry potter:

tba

IN A FAITH-FORGOTTEN LAND.

#manheimsmuse #rafe cameron #milo manheim #jj maybank #pope heyward #obx #outer banks #deadly class #marcus lopez arguello #lex miller #school spirits #wally clark #marvel #bucky barnes #peter parker #thanksgiving #ryan baker #homepage #harry potter

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found-family-tournament · 1 year

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Found Family Tournament Round 1 Part 29 Group 144

Propaganda and further images under the cut

Counter: So Mun, Ga Mo-Tak, Do Ha-Na, Chu Mae-Ok

Submissions are now closed!

Willie Lewis, Billy Bennett, Marcus Lopez Arguello, Petra, Maria Salazar, Saya Kuroki & Lex Miller:

Their relationships are different in the comics and the movie but they're really interesting in both

Counter:

I haven't even finished the series yet, but the found family vibes are off the charts.

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randomquietkid · 2 years

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Lex Miller from deadly class collage- made by me

#deadly class #deadly class comics #collage #made by myself #lex miller #therats1987 #80s #aesthetic

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elle-writes-things · 2 years

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Blues and Reds

Pairing: Lex Miller x Reader/OC

Deadly Class Masterlist

Warnings: brief mention of killing and blood

Word Count: 859

A/N: This was very loosely based on the song Colors by Halsey.

This would be your first kill. The very moment you had sacrificed the last seven years of your life for. The validation of your education, and the start of your career.

And yet, your throat clenched at the thought. Of stealing the breath from their lungs. Watching the life leave their eyes. A breathless scream gasped out through parted lips.

"Rina." The call cut through the steel fog. A scarlet beacon shining through the mist. But as soon as it ended, the powder blue clouds swirled over you again, ice cold trickles of apprehension dripping through your veins.

"Rina." It was closer now, staining the edges of your vision with the juice of a mulberry. You could feel the floor again, a solid surface beneath you. But, it swayed under your feet, threatening to throw you over the edge, into the cerulean waves. 'Breathe,' you reminded yourself, gulps of air like lead in your lungs. 'Breathe'.

"Rina." It was right in front of you now. You couldn't ignore it any longer.

"Yes Lex?"

"Are you alright? I called your name three times." The concern on his face was comical. Eyebrows furrowed. The corner of a dark pink lip held captive between his teeth.

You wanted to scream. To tell him to catch you as you fainted. To tell him your feet had grown roots in the ground. To tell him you were drowning in the rushing sea of blues.

"I'm fine." A blatant lie. Because you couldn't express that much emotion in words.

"No you're not love. I can tell." There it was. Love. What did it mean? That he wanted you by his side for the rest of your days. A beautiful combination of rubies and sapphires, swirling together as tendrils of indigo. Or was it just another one of his foreign quirks? An endearment with the same worth as 'bro' or 'dude'.

"I have an assignment," you told him. As if it was no more significant than watering the flowers. "Privately contracted," you added. The roses are doing rather nicely.

"Congratulations," he said, as if your pain and fear were an achievement. 'But they were,' you reminded yourself. An unwanted success, but a success nonetheless. My violets are blooming wonderfully even though I have ignored them for six months.

"When is it?"

"Tonight." The deadline loomed close. An hideous monster that feasted on your pain. The weeds are horrible, but I keep watering them.

"Do you want help love?" There it was again. A promise of kisses by the sunset. Coral clouds sinking into midnight waves. A reminder of his joking personality.

"No." Another lie. You needed his help. Your hands were shaking too much to force a dagger through someone's chest.

"Why not?" No. If he persisted, you would give in, and black blood would stain both of your hands.

"Because this requires finesse and focus, none of which you have." An excuse. A plea. Stop. Stop trying to help me.

"Ouch love, that hurt." A passionate purple embrace in the darkest of nights. Hands branding fiery promises on the ocean of your skin.

"Could-could we maybe hang out after. I mean, I just-"

"Like a date?" The words died on your lips. 'Yes,' your heart begged, desperate for your affections to be returned.

"Don't act so horrified love. I might start to think you don't like me." No. You weren't horrified. You were thrilled.

"I-I didn't mean-"

"I know. I'm only joking." And your heart stopped beating, the glimmer of hope extinguished immediately. "The first one is always the hardest. It's nice to be with someone living after." Right. That's what this was about. The assignment.

You opened your mouth to say something but the words wouldn't come.

"Don't worry love. I'll wait up for you."

The whole ordeal was horrible. The man who you had been assigned to kill fought. He fought hard. And his death was ugly. There was so much blood. Enough to turn your entire field of vision into a sea of crimson. Everything was so red. Not a Lex-red. No, that red was bright and mischievous, and made you feel warm. No, this red was a twisted, ugly color, so intense that it made you want to cry.

You didn’t even bother to wash the blood off of your hands before you went to find Lex. The blood on your hand smeared across the oak door as you knocked. It only took him a few seconds to answer, but those few seconds felt like an eternity.

“Oh, Rina.” Lex stared at you, hands covered in blood and trembling. “C’mon love.” Gently, he grasped your arm and led you into his room. You move mechanically, sitting on his bed as he fetched a wet rag.

Swipe by swipe, Lex took the ugly red from your hands and replaced it with his red. Slowly, your vision turned from the ugly red to the shade of violet that it always was when you were in his presence. A shade of violet that wrapped you in its embrace and convinced you that everything would be alright. A shade of violet that was, undeniably, love.

#lex miller fanfiction #lex miller #lex miller x oc #lex miller x reader #deadly class #deadly class fanfiction

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mercmouth2814 · 2 years

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Dear @syfy I would like you to give @deadlyclasssyfy another chance like you did with Surreal Estate. I’m sure the cast and crew really would like to come back and finish the story. So please listen to the fans and give deadly class another chance. Also deadly class fans sign the petition to show your support. @deadlyclasstv

#deadly class #deadly class comic #rick remender #wes craig #marcus arguello #maria salazar #saya kuroki #willie lewis #billy bennett #lex miller #petra yolga

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idontca3e · 1 year

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Meeting you for the first time

Billy

The moment he saw you his long time crush on Petra was gone.

If you're a rat:

It was your first day and it wasn't going well. People were giving you looks and you didn't fit in anywhere. You wanted to make some friends, since you're kinda friendly person despite your great fighting skills, but you were too scared to approach anyone. Didn't help the fact that you didn't have intimidating looks.

That changed when you met Billly. He was the first who offered you a warm smile and the only one who came up to you.

If you're a legacy:

Definitely admires you from afar while others rats tease him bout it.

100% wouldn't come up to you, in fear that you're as mean as your group/gang (what they called? I forgot)

That's why he's in shock, staring at you with wide eyes and open mouth, thinking your joking, when you come up to him and want to be friends

Marcus

Marcus was new to kd

If you're a rat:

He met you on the rooftop when Billly brought him there.

His first thought was that you are beautiful and he hoped that you could be friends

Well since you liked him tho, you decided to get to know him better, not caring what others would think

You liked to hangout with him. Both of you felt comfortable with each other

If you're a legacy:

He saw you in cafeteria, while Billy was explaining him about school

Billy noticed him staring at you and warned him to stay away from you since you were know as very cold and powerful. On top of that you were in a soto vatos group/gang?

Not gonna lie, Marcus was scared of you

So he was very surprised when you stood up for him when Chico was bullying him. Before he could thank you, you were already gone

You only stared talking in karate class, were you two were put together

After that you started to become friends, and he got to see your other side, turns out you're not as scary as people make you, you're a great person, and Marcus was the first person to discover it

Lex

You're one of the deadliest student no matter If your a rat or legacie

If you're a rat:

I think that he usually doesn't even notice new people, but you catched his eyes when you got in fight on your first day

What surprised him was that, that being a rat you were brave enough to stand up for yourself, win a fight and put others in their place

Not to mention Lex definitely thought you are very hot

He wanted to introduce himself, but while he was thinking of a cool way to do it, you beat him to it, by coming straight up to him

That's when you two become friends. Your brutal but funny personality was something he liked very much about you

If you're a legacy:

No one dares to mess with you

You are a part of kuroki legacy and even better than Saya at fighting

Lex met you while you were setting up prank. Of course he knew who you are, but he never talked, let alone been alone in one room with you

He was amazed when he found out you one of the most powerful person In school were the one who set up all the pranks and never got caught (well till the moment Lex caught you)

From that day you became friends with Lex and others rats, not caring that your reputation might be ruined, since you could protect yourself perfectly fine, plus you got friends that actually care about you

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Okay, so it's quite messy I'm not sure if I like it. Also my English is not very good, I noticed I use the same words a lot.

It my not be very accurate but that's what I imagine

Also can request something if you want to

#deadlyclass preferences #deadlyclass #deadly class x reader #deadly class #deadly class imagine #lexmiller #billy bennett #marcus lopez arguello #marcus lopez x reader #Billy Bennett x reader #lex miller x reader #Chico #Victor

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torturedspoetsdepartment · 1 year

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as someone whose Comfort Movie of All Time™ is jurassic park, i am so deeply obsessed with the idea of ellie loving it.

imagine her saying “life, uh, finds a way” in such a good jeff goldblum impression that joel spits out his coffee.

joel teases her for having an obvious crush on laura dern and she’s like, “no! i’m. . . looking at the raptors.”

she asks joel if he personally knew that dinosaur. or that one. he and the t. rex had to have been best friends.

joel tells her it’s based on a true story. (“didn’t FEDRA teach you about this, kid?”)

he finds her a jurassic park hoodie on patrol! she’s the Dinosaur Kid in jackson and wears it everywhere.

just. ellie and jurassic park.

#yeah we can go the angst route too (as a treat)#maybe ellie sees too much of herself in lex’s separation anxiety #i think a lot about how similar ellie and lex with having one (1) adult they trust in incredibly traumatic situations #they both latch on and just don’t. let. go.#can you tell i have serious brainrot over this #tlou #the last of us #tlou hbo #joel miller #ellie williams #hbo tlou #the last of us hbo #hbo the last of us

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hailstorm13 · 9 months

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i love the rats, deal with it

Lex, cowering in fear: What do you want from me?! Billy, standing in front of Lex: *bites into the whole KitKat bar like a heathen* Lex, crying: Please...stop...

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Petra: I'm gonna need a human skull but you can't ask why. Billy: Only if you also don't ask why. Billy: *pulls four pristine human skulls out of their bag* Petra: ... Petra, grabbing a skull: This one will do.

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Marcus: My life is a little too much panic and not enough disco. Billy: My life is a little too much fall and not enough boy. Lex: My life is a little too much chemical and not enough romance. Petra: My life is a little too much imagination and not nearly enough dragons.

#deadly class #marcus lopez arguello #billy bennett #lex miller #petra #rat gang

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patdkoala · 1 year

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Should I write Fanfic on here? Because I have so many ideas for on here and I kind of hate Wattpad now. The app isn’t showing much of my content and I didn’t even know it was possible to get shadow banned on there but I might be. Either way Imma post some new stuff on here and hopefully get some views. The only hard part will be editing the stories so they might be a little rough around the edges only cause I don’t think gramarly is on Tumblr. Sadly.

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insolent-uprising · 11 months

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Writing details and specifics

Types of writing:

One-shots

Imagines

Headcannons

Blurbs

Multichapter fics (to be completely transparent, however, this is risky. I have a short attention span and tend to burn out on longer pieces. If you have a prompt in mind though, it should turn out great!)

Characters I write for:

Joel Miller [game or show version] (The Last of Us)

Ellie Williams [game or show version] (The Last of Us)

Oberyn Martell (Game of Thrones)

Javier Pena (Narcos)

Frankie Morales (Triple Frontier)

Din Djarin (The Mandalorian)

Javi G (The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent)

Ezra (Prospect)

Maxwell Lord (Wonder Woman 1984)

Dieter Bravo (The Bubble)

Dio Morrissey (NYPD Blue)

Max Phillips (Bloodsucking Bastards)

If it seems I missed one or you'd like to ask for more specifics, send me an ask.

NSWF Yes's:

Most kinks, including but not limited to:

Choking

Bondage

Breeding kink

Rough

Dom/Sub dynamics (you choose the specifics of said dynamics)

Daddy/Mommy kink (try to keep it a little light on this one though, with me specifically it can come out a little cringey if too much emphasis is put on it)

Anal

Spitting

Slapping or spanking (keep it fairly light, see NSFW No's)

Praise kink

Degradation kink

Feral! characters

Aphrodisiacs (see sex pollen trope)

Pegging

Risky! sex (see NSFW No's for specifics)

Sex work

Cockwarming

Oral (m or f recieving)

Mild weapon play (see NSFW No's)

Voyeurism

Masturbation (mutual or solitary)

MAYBE dubcon, depending on the circumstances provided (CONSENT IS KEY. I am not promoting dubcon in real life in any way, this is a work of fiction. Always ask your partner for consent <3)

Again, the list of kinks I will write for is not limited to that list. If you have any questions or requests for kinks not on either list, please send me an ask.

NSFW No's:

Underage sex

Rape/excessive noncon

Excessive violence (see NSFW Yes's)

Foot fetish (Sorry to the people that are into it, I'm just not capable or comfortable in writing this kind of work.)

Public sex (this makes me uncomfortable as well, sorry guys)

Absolutely NO HBO Ellie or TLOU 1 Ellie (see NSFW No's #1)

Slurs

Consensual breeding

Bestiality

Any elements of pedophilia

Any Ellie x male reader works. (this applies to SFW and NSFW alike) Please respect her sexuality.

Any works revolving around Pedro himself. (this applies to SFW and NSFW alike) Pedro is a real person and it makes me uncomfortable to write for him. He has a real life and real feelings, I don't want to violate him in such a way. (For anyone thinking this applies to Javier Pena as well, I write strictly for Pedro's portrayal of him. Javi is a fictionalized version of the real life agent.)

If you have any questions regarding this list feel free to send an ask :) Also, no kink shaming whatsoever will be allowed in this space.

Random notes:

Willing to do any tropes!! If you have a specific one in mind, hit me up!

Storylines don't have to be romantic or sexual!! I've noticed a lot of writers don't include platonic works in their library! Sometimes all we need is a friend or family figure. If it's good with you, it's good with me! <3

If a storyline bothers you, please don't spread hate. If you must, please share your opinion in a respectful and polite way.

I'm willing to write for female, male, and gender neutral readers. I'll generally write for afab (often female identifying as well) readers, just because that's what I write best. However, I have no problem writing for any other types of people if requested!! The writing may not be as accurate, but I'd love to include everyone here <3

If you have any extra specific prompts, such as a dialogue snippet, I accept all requests!! Send em in!