#my blood just absolutely boils and i feel disgusting. i hate anyone who ruins innocence and purity and trust in such a way. they're just | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

iatasbcl · 5 years

Text

Doin’ Time

Gavin Reed (Detroit: Become Human) x Reader

Summary: Gavin adored her, he both loved and hated how she drained him, made him a worse version of himself.

Warnings: Angst, toxic relationship, emotional and physical abuse, cheating, masturbation, the reader is an actual POS.

Authors Note: Kinda wanted to give Gavin an actual backstory not sure if I am satisfied with it. I’m gonna be doing fics inspired by random songs I have! This one is inspired by Lana Del Rey’s version of Doin’ Time.

AO3.

Word count: 1402

Gavin hated going home. He fucking despised it.

When his shift ended, he would just try to delay his arrival for as long as he could. He hated going home, he hated that empty, cold cage that he called home.

He would eventually go; giving in to the saudade that burnt his heart. He pushed his key in the door and opened it slowly, so, so slowly. He got in but as he expected, nobody was there. She wasn’t there.

He knew she wouldn’t come back this soon, but it didn’t ease things for him. God, why was he acting like a lovestruck idiot? She was probably having a good time while he waited around for her. He took off his jacket and hanged it, sighing and going to his room.

She loved to party, she loved to have fun. He did too, at the start of their relationship. Back in summer, before the deviant fiasco, the two of them would go out, party and dance together. Their bodies would be so close he could feel her breath against his, both were tainted with booze.

He didn’t notice how close she would be to others, too. How she would ditch him to dance with someone else, someone better. He chose to blind himself from reality.

He loved her, yet she treated him like shit.

When he got busy with work she would still go. She would leave him for hours and hours, coming back only in the late hours of dawn. She was always drunk, her hair ruffled up, her clothes barely in place and her neck bruised just the way he liked.

He knew what that meant. He knew he knew, he knew. She fucked others, gave them her love and came back with nothing left for him. It angered him; it made his blood boil. She whored around, not even ashamed of the fact that he clearly knew.

“Oh Gavin, you know I love you, and only you.” She said, giving him that sweet smile that made his knees tremble. He wanted to kick her out, shout, scream, all things that he of all people should be able to do. But he couldn’t.

Her smiles and kisses pulled him into a trance, forcing the anger out of him and turning it into empty pleasure. Her touches pulled the most obscure moans out of him, it felt wrong yet so right.

Then she would leave, won’t contact him for most of the day and come back to do the same thing all over again. It was toxic, it drained him in the worst ways possible, but he craved it. He waited for it every single day.

He sat on his messy bed; it was getting late now, even for her. His body was impatient, getting hotter and hotter by the minute. His pants felt stiff and his chest grew tighter as he remembered her touch, her scent, her words, just her.

His hand went to unbutton his pants, he might as well deal with this until she comes back. He felt disgusting, playing with himself for a woman that probably was screaming someone else’s name. He wanted to take the blinding veil off his eyes, he wanted to see that this wasn’t okay, yet again he couldn’t.

His hands pumped his member faster, it didn’t feel good, it wasn’t as good as she was. His thoughts remained focused on her and only her.

Others told him of the toll this relationship took on him, the bags under his eyes were dark, his attitude became shitty and to be frank he was turning into an ass. Work was the only place he could release his pent-up anger; he admittedly didn’t feel too bad about it.

Some of his friends, ex-friends now, would tell him to let go of her, ask what was so special about someone that couldn’t even bother to be faithful. He truly didn’t know.

Yes, she was evil, she was horrible, nasty, apathetic, absolutely wicked. But she was addicting, the way she moved him with her strings, the way she imprisoned him as her own little plaything, the way she had him on lockdown were all things he hated yet so dearly clung to.

Yes, she went to others for her pleasure, but she came to him at the end of the day, he was her home.

His orgasm hit him out of nowhere and he cursed, his dark eyes now stared at his own fluids that stained his sheets, so fucking gross. His erratic breaths calmed after a while and he sighed, not having the energy to clean up. He heard the door to his apartment open and his eyes lit up, she was here.

He slowly got up and went to check on her, only to see her kissing someone else, a fucking android.

The android looked like the ones he saw in the Eden Club advertisement. She went to an android whorehouse; she chose an android over him. A sudden moan only made the tension in the room hotter; she had dragged that thing onto his couch, completely ignoring him as he stood there, his eyes wide and mouth slightly agape.

He was her home. Why did she bring a piece of fucking plastic to their home? “What the fuck?” He asked, clearly objecting to whatever was happening Infront him. She let out a soft ‘hmm?’ but didn’t stop.

“Are you out of your goddamn mind? Get that thing out of here!” he dared to shout; she still didn’t budge. He felt like he was seeing red now, his hands dragged the tin can off her to which she cursed, getting up and standing in his face.

“The fuck is wrong with you, huh?” she said, clearly angry with him. His words got caught in his throat when she pushed him back with force. “Who do you think you are?”

“Who do I think I am? Are you fucking serious right now?” he didn’t want to back down. She never did this before, bring someone – something home and bluntly try to fuck Infront of him, fuck, she didn’t even acknowledge him.

“Your boyfriend? The man you live with?” He hissed, and she laughed. This one wasn’t the innocent chuckle she would usually give him; this one was full of mockery and degradation.

“Oh please, does my little pet really think he’s that important?” she scoffed, this time her hands went to his cheeks, grabbing him like an animal. She pulled him close, “You’re nothing, Gavin. Don’t try to pretend otherwise.” With that, she pushed his face backward.

His tongue was tied. He was nothing to her, nothing. She played with him for long just to say this now. His heartbeat fastened causing his breathing to quicken. This bitch fucking played him, she lied.

He wanted to put his hands around her throat and squeeze. He wanted to drive his knife through her chest. He wanted to push her head underwater and keep it there until she stopped breathing. He was angry, he was so angry. But he managed to himself, he wasn’t going to go to another prison for her.

“So that’s it? You gonna leave me for a fucking android?” she laughed, again.

“Oh, sweetheart. Don’t take this so personally, I don’t belong to anyone.” She paused, helping the android up, “Not you, not this thing, not anyone.”

She quickly gathered her bag and some of her stuff, all the while he stared at her in pain, hurt. She reached the door, the android followed her. “You were a sweet boy, Gav. You just had to ruin everything didn’t you?”

Her words were cold and so was her icy stare, “I’m gonna miss this apartment, way better than mine.” She muttered and walked out, not sparing him another gaze before leaving.

He stood there, alone in the dimly lit room. The one thing he loved was gone.

#Gavin reed x reader #dbh imagine #dbh x reader #this is my first time writing for this trash bag so #probably ooc #gavin reed imagine #dbh

76 notes · View notes

an-ambivalent · 5 years

Text

World Of Envy [Yandere! Fallen Angel! Kim Taehyung] [Reader-Insert]

Warning: As this story contains yandere themes, the characters display behaviors that can be triggering or uncomfortable to read. Read at your own risk. This work is purely fiction. I do not believe any of the mentioned members would display any sort of this behaviour irl.

(Honestly, this chapter isn’t too bad. It’s pretty vanilla compared to my other yandere works but I guess works like these still require warnings).

Word Count: 3K

In the World Of Envy, angels and devils lived in one existing stream but each of their territory was at the end of the stream. In other words, they lived completely opposite one another. As long as they kept to themselves, did not mingle or interfere with the other's business, they lived in peace and tranquility for the most part. Neither angels or devils approved of the each other’s ways. In the past, all of the wars and bloodshed that had occured between them just proved that for them to exist in peace, they needed to call it a truce and let the other be.

Aforementioned reasons, marriages, and breeding of offsprings happened between persons of the same species except for some exceptional cases. When young, horminal, and rebellious adults believed they could do anything and take over the world, they never thought about the consequences. They made decisions irrationally, before they received the bitter taste of harsh reality that would cause them to have regrets.

Once upon a time, a decade or two ago, an angel had run away to elope with a devil. This story was known and retold by many. Each time it was retold, there was a new twist to it from the person who told it. Eventually, many versions of the story existed. Some came to believe that the devil was an not a devil, but a succubus who had seduced an innocent angel to run away with her. Others believed that this story was nothing but a mere myth, or that an angel had pretended to run away with the devil so he could kill her in secret.

Barely anyone knew the truth about the story -- anyone that was not Kim Taehyung.

Taehyung was the fruit of his parent’s love. He was a half breed mixed between an angel and the devil. He was someone or others may refer to him as “something” that had never existed before. He knew the real story behind his parent’s love story and that it had no lying. There was no forcing, killing, manipulation, or toxicity. There was only one feeling they shared with each other just like everyone else who were romantically involved with someone -- there was only love between his parents. They had to run away because the underworld had no room for an angel and the heavens had no acceptance for a devil. So certainly, neither would accept someone who was from the both the fallen and the risen side -- there was nowhere a fallen angel could belong in.

Things were not too bad for Taehyung until the unfortunate day their home was found by the magic council. It was forbidden for opposites to love one another. For indulging in such sinful actions, both of his parents were punished harshly. Their wings were clipped away. They were left as flightless birds who could not run away, and then they were burned to death. With how vicious they had been with Taehyung’s parents, one could only imagine what they would done if they found an abomination like Taehyung. Luckily, this was at a time when Taehyung was old enough to know what to do, and he had run away in time and managed to survive. Ever since then, he lived secretively to avoid trouble for himself. Though, just because he avoided trouble for himself, did not mean he could not cause trouble for others.

The thirst for revenge burnt bright in Taehyung’s heart. He lingered in the shadows a lot. Whenever, he saw how happy everyone was with their families, friends, and someone else, it infuriated him and he was envious.

As far as Taehyung was concerned, his parents would be the only ones who would ever love and accept him for who he was. However, they were taken away from him in mere moments. Seeing others happy, and realising how the rest of the world did not seem to care about their unjust passing, made his blood boil.

It was in that moment that Taehyung decided he would do what was done to his parents as revenge. He would ruin everyone’s happiness and their life like his was ruined.

_______________________________________

You were nearing the age of marriage and that meant you were required to socialize with potential partners. It would not be too bad if your parents were not who they were. See, your father was one of the very few angels who was given the opportunity to be part of the magic council. Meanwhile, your mother was considered to be one of the most beautiful angels. She was famous for the purity and majestic beauty of her wings. It was not too far-fetched to say that you were a child from a privileged, wealthy, influential, and powerful family. For this and many other reasons, you were bound to be pursued by many.

As much as you hated attention and had tried to keep to yourself, it was an almost impossible task; especially considering that you had ended up inheriting wings that were just as awe striking, if not more, as your mother’s.

As an introvert, it really sucked to have extroverted parents who were always in the limelight, and because of that, brought spotlight on you too. Not to mention, you were not interested in getting married in the slightest. Marriage would bound you to one person who for your entire life, and you would be forced into a life of responsibilities. Before settling down, you wanted enjoy your freedom, go on adventures, and discover yourself. One would not necessarily be restricted after marriage, but that was just how you felt.

The thought of marriage almost made you envious of the devils and their free ways of living. They did whatever they wanted whenever they wanted; their lives were rich with adventures and fun. You wanted to explore, have adventures and fun. However, as an angel yu knew that would never happen.

Angels like yourself, had rules and strict orders which acted as a guideline for the way you should live. You were meant to live a clean and pure life. The restrictions almost made you want to gag in disgust everytime you thought about them. If someone found out that you felt like this, or how you hated your life as an angel which was already set for you, you would certainly get banished.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when you felt yourself being shook gently. You blinked before you turned your head towards the person. You saw that it was someone you were rather familiar with: Jung Hoseok. He was looking down at you with a deep stare, his white wings were raised high behind him, and shone underneath the heavenly light. His eyes flickered to the book you held in your hands, which you had not realized that you were holding upside down. His lips twitched up in a soft smile. He loved your little quirks like this.

From the loving eyes Hoseok stared at you with, to the way his fingers softly brushed your hair behind your ear, lingered on your skin, as he leaned down and his breath fanned your ear made you feel queasy in discomfort.

“Can I talk to you alone?” He asked, his words sounding soft in your ears. You furrowed your eyebrows. Then, your eyes flickered to the side to see others in the holy library watching the two of you with analytical eyes. Their boring gazes manifested your queasiness because you knew exactly what was happening; Hoseok was purposefully being touchy and feely with you in front of everyone to make a point of starting to ‘claim’ you. After all, the more you would be seen with someone close to your marrying age, the more speculations there would about you belonging to them.

You did not like it one bit.

“Sure,” You murmured, with hesitancy in your eyes. Hoseok chose to ignore such a reaction and instead chose to indulge in your submissiveness. He smiled in satisfaction as he gently grabbed your hand, intertwined his fingers with yours, and pulled you to stand up.

“Great, follow me,” He said, and you flew behind him reluctantly as he led you out of the library.

You flew and followed Hoseok until he led you into a secluded area for what you assumed for privacy. You could guess what he wanted to talk about. You aimlessly hoped to whatever higher deity was out there that you would be wrong.

“So [Name], we’ve known each other since we were children,” Hoseok started, and you knew instantly that nope, you were completely right. You should have known really, that with your luck this was bound to happen. Well, you did know and did expect it but not this soon, not before you even reached the age of marriage.

“We grew up together, and for years I have been in love with you. I love the way you smile shyly when you feel awkward, and how your eyes light up when something excites you. You’re absolutely beautiful and I love how magnificent and large your wings are. Our families have known each other since the dawn of our friendship, and I think your parents would be the happiest if you were to choose me. I want to work hard for you and be the reason behind your smile,” Hoseok confessed, and continued to list each thing he loved about you, along with the benefits there would be if you chose him as your spouse. It was obvious from the the way he continued that his confession was scripted. He seemed to have practiced it a lot so it would be perfect for this moment. The effort was appreciated but it was not your style. Scripted, practice, discipline, perfection — he was portraying values of a full-fledged angel; values that forged a person and prompted reheated perfection rather than allowing a person to be sincere or raw in the moment. He was everything ‘perfect’ that you hated about being an angel.

While in the midst of listening to his confession and becoming uncomfortable with each passing moment, you suddenly felt an unnervingly cryptic gaze watching you intensely. For you, the vibe of the atmosphere that was usually pure, had now shifted into something that felt suffocatingly dangerous. The knot of discomfort in your stomach was no longer from Hoseok’s still continuing confession, but from the feeling of being watched by someone with blood lust.

Its presence was too strong, and you wondered why Hoseok was not reacting to it. You held up your hand in a stop signal to signal Hoseok to quiet down.

“Don’t you feel that?” You asked breathily, and in confusion to suddenly being cut off, Hoseok furrowed his eyebrows.

“Feel what?” He answered, with confusion etched in his eyes. Then, moments later, his eyes widened in some sort of realization. A wide smile appeared on Hoseok’s face, and instantly knew what that smile meant. Right away, you knew that what you were talking about, the ‘realisation’ that Hoseok had were were going to be two completely different things.

“Feel your love for me? That’s rather cheesy [Name], even for you—“ Hoseok flirted, but you cut him off when you saw someone with black and white wings fly at the speed of light from behind of Hoseok. The sight had caused you to gasp in shock and for your eyes to widen.

What the hell was that? You wondered, and the sound of Hoseok saying something was disant to you.

“I don’t have time for this. As much as I appreciate you as a friend Hobi, I don’t love you romantically. It seems like fate has something else planned for me than settling down with the angel for the rest of my life so soon,” You said, muttering the last sentence to yourself and rejecting Hoseok. His eyes were widened at your unexpected blalant response. You gave him no time to reply as you fluttered your wings. The strength of the fluttere caused a gust of wind to arise. Then, you jumped high, and took off as fast you could towards the stranger with black and white wings.

_______________________________________

You were lead towards the streams in heaven that connected to other places and worlds. Unlike till this moment, when you had been flying freely in whatever way you pleased, in the realm of streams you had to be extremely cautious. This was because one would never know what stream would pull them towards itself, and as a result of that pull, what place they might end up in.

Usually, people were not allowed in the realm of streams without authorisation or a permit. So, if you were to be caught, you would be in big trouble. This, along with the looming dangers of what you had chased, out your nerves on the edge.

As you walked slowly and looked around everywhere warily, you hugged your arms, and wings around yourself as a comforting gesture. Additionally, it also made you physically smaller, which was needed since you did not want to be pulled in by a random stream.

From his hiding spot, Taehyung watched you, and licked his lips in anticipation. You were much more gorgeous in person. The rumours were true after all; the daughter of the angel in the magic council was born with beautiful wings like no other. He had to have them for himself.

Although Taehyung was currently the predator, and unbeknownst to you that you were a prey, he failed to realise that he could become a target too. This was because he was not the only one who was capable of obsessing.

“I-I know you are here,” You bellowed, as you nervously rubbed your arms, and glanced around. Taehyung narrowed his eyes at you, and noticed how the feathers of your wings were twitching in anxiety due to the unknown circumstances — due to him. Tingles of excitement started to course through him.

“I saw you fly here. I don’t know who or what you are but you obviously wanted to bring me here… alone. So, come out or I’ll leave,” You threatened weakly, and he almost found your facade of bravery to be cute. He stayed where he was for a few moments.

Meanwhile, you were inwardly cursing at yourself for flying away and chasing something you had no idea about. Your desperation to experience something new, and breakaway from the stereotypical life that was set for you had caused you to act recklessly. It made you break rules in the past too, but you had never gone this far.

When you received no response for a bit, you sighed in disappointment. Perhaps it had been a figment of your imagination? Reluctantly, you turned around. As you were about to leave, someone flew from behind, wrapped their arms around your waist, and flew away with you.

You gasped in surprise, and were going to turn your head to see who had captured you, until his deep and authoritative stopped you.

“Don’t turn around. If you do, I won’t be nice to you,” Taehyung stated stoically. You instantly stilled in your movements, and did not budge your head even a bit. All you could do was stare at the various colourful streams you flew past, and wondered where fate would take you. From the way the person holding you was flying, and dodging the pull of each stream with effortless grace, you knew he had to be exceptionally talented.

Taehyung’s gaze flickered towards your head that was looking down, and his lips twitched in a miniscule smile at how obedient you were. He did not expect it, especially since you were the offspring of one of the council members. Your obedience felt … nice. Perhaps, Taehyung would rethink his plans for you, and if you continued to submit so easily to him, then he would reward you, instead of hurt you.

_______________________________________

When Taehyung had kidnapped you and brought you to his abode, he was a bit rough with you because he wanted to intimidate you. His entire presence was domineering as he backed you into a corner and began to explain all of his ‘rules’ to you. He gave you two options: you submit to him and court him or return to the heavens without your wings. He was entranced by your beauty so whether he had your entire being to himself, or could just preserve the best part of you for his collection, it did not really matter to him -- as long as he had a piece of you.

What Taehyung did not expect was for you to become entranced by his beauty too, which he had come to think would be perceived as a hideous abomination.

Your eyes were wide and there was an awe stricken expression on your face when you observed his features. He was something you had never seen before — a crossover of an angel and a devil. His hair was blond, and he was dressed in white clothing. However, unlike an angel and like a devil, his sclera was pure black instead of white. One of his irises was a beautiful shade of caramel hazel, and the other was a haunting shade of a red ruby. His wings were large and sumptuous with one being purely white, and the other being as dark as a starless and moonless night; he was breathtaking.

While in the midst of waiting your response, Taehyung never expected you to be brave enough to wrap your wings around him affectionately, and flip him over so that you would be the one cornering him instead.

“You’re so otherworldly and gorgeous,” You breathed, and leaned your face closer to his. Simultaneously, you cupped his face gently in your hands and brushed your thumb softly against his cheek.

His eyes widened in surprise.

“So different, new… I’ve never seen anything like you. Sure, I’ll be yours. I’m interested to see what a hybrid like you can show me. I will be yours as long as you vow to belong to me as much as I will belong to you.”

GOOD ENDING

I can’t add links because then it doesn’t show in the tags :^) you can click on my profile to see Jungkook’s profile and the quiz link

758 notes · View notes