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Fandom: The Quarry

Characters: Laura Kearney, Max Brinly, Dylan Lenivy, Ryan Ezahler, Kaitlyn Ka, Abigail Blyg, Nick Furcillo, Jacob Custos, Emma Mountebank, Caleb Hackett, Travis Hackett and Original Characters

Relationships: Ryan Ezahler/Dylan Lenivy, Abigail Blyg/Nick Furcillo, Jacob Custos/Emma Mountebank, Laura Kearney/Max Brinly, Travis Hackett/Kaitlyn Ka and Caleb Hackett/Original female character

Warnings: violence, cursing, suicide thoughts, death of canon characters, gore, sexual content, explict sexual content, torture and humiliation.

Tags: Werewolf AU, everybody is infected, curse, pack dynamics, Travis is the alpha, new life, slow burn, character developing, every ship will get their time, some ships will change with the time, stranger to friends to lovers, Travis being Caleb stubborn and hot headed dad and new treats

Sinopse: The moment when the sun sets, the air gets cold, the cicadas are the symphony that prevails, the horizon turns to nowhere and the full moon spreads in the sky you understand that there is no world when night falls. If the eyes don't see the heart doesn't feel but the darkness never spoke so loudly since the beyond responded behind in its many layers of black. And inside the creature's eyes, two stars of magma were seen, fire of hate, blood of others and such a false truth was told through the Red Suns of the one whose name was unknown.

Red Sun

Chapther 1: Nigth of all Nigths

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Inicial note: Hello everybody, i decided post my werewolf au fic here on Tumblr, the first chapther is already available on the "Achivie for our own" but why not expand my limits. One remaider, none of this ships i ship myself, It's a experimental fic that i'm doing for fun, all of the ships will be treated fairly and with their times to shine but most of all It's a interaction fic, i wanted to make each one of them interact so here we are and here we go.

So was this the end? Everyone in the camp shared an idea of silence in that instant, it was standard but with intimate consent. Unmotivated, tired, the night of a lifetime had just ended, but this is how it all starts. The flames of the fire from the bonfire began to cooldown, the dance ended, meeting the initial cold of the forest in the distance as its remnants flew away to finally disappear from history in that lake long before seen by man and long after being touched by the fable that condemned that midnight.

The only man in front of all those children took a step forward in the dying light that the fire was still trying to sustain, right in front of him he faced one of the young couples, boy and girl holding hands while they were glued to each other, the boy with the wild haircut was letting out a lifeless gaze, he resting his head on top of the beloved's head while she was only held one of his hands with her both smaller hands, they were sitting on that felled piece of log that was shared just for them because the others were sitting in other places in that "circle", and like everyone else there, nothing among them was said.

He sighed heavily that morning air, pure and natural, the frost from the mountains could be felt through the pitiful taste of blood in his mouth, the lungs found themselves filling and being emptied seconds later, he saw the sky for an instant, there were still stars above there, sickening was the sight now, he stared and saw stars rising inside his eyes, the glints of stress only worsened as the words came.

- Nothing has been done, not today, not yesterday and nothing forever now. Do any of you know who you're now? Nothing, below everything and beneath that even, we're now unknown.- The words came out with hatred, quietly cursing all over the ones that were there, kept everyone now in a deadly silence.- No man, no woman, no son of anyone, no daughter of anyone, we're on our own.

No one answered, no one had the courage to do so, however the young woman with blond hair, short stature and tied up in an old-fashioned dress shifted in her seat, administering the words that until now had only been in her mind in disbelief.

- I-I can't understand how, why…. You said that if we killed Sillas the curse would end, you said this!

- Yes I said, I said with all the propriety in the world, sure of nothing but that for over 6 years, only that I understood, only that I became good at understanding. Now I don't fucking understand nothing, black and white, what's the goddamn diffrence now? I don't know, and guess what, I never knew anything my whole life.

- What the hell Travis how, how this is possible, Ryan blew your fucking brother chest, Max went back, I WENT BACK TO NORMAL. Stop fucking lying to us and say what we have to do to end this fucking thing.

- Don't you fuck talk about father like that you bitch.- Caleb had been silent until that moment, just holding back the distaste of the moment until he heard what Laura threw at them, he was staring her down, eyes glowing red.

- Oh yeah, i almost forget about you, guess who hit the lucky stars and didn't end up eating dirt like your fucking family.

The boy walked to advance but was stopped by his uncle's outstretched arm, the boy looked at him, irritated and disgusted with his action until the moment he received a dangerous glare from the eldest.

- Don't you fucking dare lay other step, boy.- The whisper came as a warning and when he saw the wings of the kid being cut short and his eyes who were pure hatred went to genuine fear, the man put the arm down, slowly.

- Both of you stop this right now. For all of you, for each one of us…- He corrected himself, he stoped for a moment, thinking.- We all heard the hag, It's that right?

Everyone except Jacob nodded in agreement with what he said. The boy was a little farther away than everyone else, he was sitting on the ground next to the lake, cross-legged facing the sunrise in the most splendid way that nature could provide. Behind the mountains, dyeing the massive, grass-covered surfaces on its ancient shores, painting the nature of the plants with that new feeling. Colors never seen before, experiences never told until that moment. Between the lake even after all that, the amber and gold on the sides mingles with white and a superficial green by the new sunbeams, and all around the sweetly applied pink with tenderness wrapped around everything in an ever-increasing wave of heat, the sky never lived such magnificent times as the one that was reflected through the irises of the boy. The sound of the forest was unnerving, everything was heard, to a small left hitting the ground to the sound of the water move when a sudden breath of air came, he had all senses above his skin crawling like water over an egg shell, feeling the earth spin on the palm of his hands when he had his hand on the dirty ground.

- It's that right?- The older Hackett repeated himself louder when nothing came out of Jacob's mouth.

- Jacob.

A small whisper came from the one that was next to him, the voice of the asian girl friend of his reached his senses for a short period, he turned his head, slowly, just to see Kaitlyn's expression of care and concern. She saw his eyes, reddish and swollen from the memory of the last night. His mouth formed words but little came out of it, he stuttered for a moment, swallowed the bad bitterness that had formed in his mouth and only with a stutter and words broken one on top of the other he replied.

- yes.- Such a sound couldn't be replied ever again.

No one but Kaitlyn understood his answer, she turned her head to see the sheriff's pleading eyes and nodded a "yes" on behalf of her friend and the sheriff understood and that was the importance of the subject of the moment.

- Eliza Vorez, Sillas mother, she put a spell on us, a goddamn break-this-mirror-and-you-will-be-cursed-for-life type of bullshit that her and her pettines could do it. Blaming us, condemned us just for doing something that she should have done since the moment that monster was born.

- This is so fuck up.- Kaitlyn whispered, placing a hand across her neck and lowering her head through the act.

- How the fuck this is posible.- Ryan contemplated.- How the hell does she have this much power?

- Had.- The officer corrected.- She isn't out there anymore, like earlier she grow stronger, shouting louder, and when we ended the job everything was what it was, she wasn't out there anymore because he wasn't here anymore, but we were.- He caught a break for a last sign of sanity, but nothing came, that was it.

- We were the ones who shared the blood Vorez, she became each one of us. She is here right now, listening to our thoughts, letting our hearts throb with blood only for us to face what she suffered, what Silas suffered. Justice for the righteous.-He stopped the daydream.

Now the shy, dyed-haired girl shifted in her seat making the boy next to her look with concern and awe.

- Abi?- Nick said, worried.

- Have to be a way, Mr.Hackett! Something to do, we can- we can give our DNA for studies! They can figure something out and help us, to cure us!

- Are you hearing yourself Abigail?- Ryan shouted from his place, eyes in anger.- The fucking goverment will open us liks a bunch of fucking rats because that's how they're gonna treat us. This is not an option.

- Yeah Abi, and there's no way in hell that them would cure us, this is not some science bullshit that can go away with some medication like a cold, all of this came out from a fucking fairy tale, we are talking about the Little Red Riding Hood villian which is us for god sake.- For the first time Dylan talked out loud.

- This would be better then live in this fucking monster body! Suffering every full moon just to change to a nightmare, change to kill. I don't want this, I don't wanna be this thing, please Mr.Hackett we have to do something to cure ourselves.

Her begging hit the man's ears like the biggest tsunami ever witnessed. He didn't look either of them in the eye, just stared at the ground with no answers to give, defeated and tired.

- I'm sorry kids.

The young woman finally burst into tears, dropping her head gently on the boy's chest who with frankness and need wrapped her in his arms in a comforting hug, letting her shed silent tears that wet his white shirt, everyone had already assumed their duties, they were ashamed, silent in pure self-contemplation. Laura was tired of being silent, indecision and more indecision, everyone's need for an answer when there was nothing to be done, she knew it was difficult, until now she didn't know what had happened and she was far from consuming the truth, but now something had to be done.

- So that's it, that's fucking it? We have to lay down in the ground and die just because of this?- A laugh came out.- Y'all are fucking pathetic.

Travis stared at her, searching for answers he couldn't speak but was sure she had something in her mind, something they both shared but unlike him, she had the courage and the self-confidence to speak.

- If you wanna kill yourselves just for try to get away with what you are right now go ahead, try it, but make sure you're pretty much dead in the moment that I see my face or Max's among the wanted just for being what we are, assure this to yourself and for me more than anything that anyone who gets involved in this is are almost 7 light years underground, I'm not going to die just because none of you didn't want to assume anything and just ran away like a bunch of cowards, above that I prefer dignity.- She took a breath letting the sudden wave of adrenaline become something that only history could retold.

Everyone seemed to have understood her point, they were summoned to know the truth about her and that didn't bother the girl, she was being more than honest at that moment and gladly relieved she started again.

- I'll stick around, in North Kill I mean, at least until everything settles down and I can finally follow what I have to follow, my college, find a job around, and one day my mental health will finally be patch up, I don't know I'm counting on the lady luck in this point- She tried to let out a smile, nothing came.

- I would be next to others of my kin, It's far from my family, there are certainly plenty of places here to run and disappear among these woods so it's a positive point when the time comes.- Tired she said.- And that's it…. I don't really know what to do next, i-i don't really know what to do now but everything is better than giving up.- A silence came when realization came along, but for a short time.

- What do you want to do, sheriff?

The gap made him a little suspicious of the woman's intentions; he drew his eyebrows together in a uniform combination, trying to figure out what those golden eyes were trying to say. Giving up on trying, he straightens his posture, becomes rigid, shoulders firm and haughty in an attempt at confidence and rigidity, taking a deep breath and letting with a comment.

- I advise you all to follow Miss Kearney's deed. With one or two towns of difference from North Kill but always be around, and when the full moon come we all reunite to go to the guts of the Hacketts woods and disappear for all unlucky eye. The pack.- He cringed.- The pack will need interaction.

- Wait what?- Max was the one that talked. He hadn't thought of speaking for a long time but blurted out his genuine confusion.

- Caleb.

The older Hackett asked calmly for his nephew to come along, the boy who still stressed in the background avoided going forward, Travis kept that feeling of irritation at his nephew's disobedience just to only open his mouth just one more time, on alert.

- Come here.- He turned to the youngest who stared at him for a small time, the eldest wasn't asking, he was demanding.

With a breath of irritation, he pushed himself forward until he was in everyone's sight, swallowing hard and trying to keep control of his emotions he started.

- When Kaylee, I and… my dad were transformed we were imprisoned alone for a time, being social animals that's makes the wolf very anxious, self destructive and highly, highly dangerous, but when with companying, one or even two on It's side he become more malleable, calm and much more controllable, able to even lose interest in hunting when well fed and with company, anger decreases frankly. And when we went out, freedom brought some benefits to our mind, we remembered more of the events, we had a good time somehow and we sometimes would control what we could or could not do. And that was just with three wolves, imagine what could be done with ten.

That's what everyone was hoping to hear, Abigail was stopping crying after hearing every word the younger Hackett said. Travis moved to the front again and cleared the area with Caleb's last reaction of concern.

- But that's y'all choice. I'm asking you for everything and I need you to give me more than that: description, cold heart and caution have never been more necessary than now but it have to be done. I can try to guarantee more than safety, but I can't do it at the same time for everyone. And for thoses who can't live here at all, and I say zero conditions to do this, I hope that you'll be very, very vigilant and careful about your actions.

Some argued, some others already had the idea in mind and would not change in any way, the discussion was interrupted when Nick's voice finally crossed everyone's senses.

- My-my parents want to go back to Australia, I was accepted to Canberra university and…

- Come on Nick you can't be serious.- Abigail said out loud.

- I can't disappoint them, I did so much to be there, them did more, them did so much just to this-this damn thing, this isn't fair, not for them.- His voice was loaded with emotions, anger, sadness, hatred of the whole situation, his eyes started to watery only to let a lone tear fall.

- I promise Mr.Hackett i will behave myself, i'll not let no one know this if-if i do i…

- Are you gonna kill them?- The man's voice was cruel, and he stared at him, making the boy shift from his seat.

- You gonna make them regret to ever crossed an eye on your deformed monster body? It's that you're talking about Mr.Furcillo?

- You said- you said we could go as long as we could maintain the secret.

- You know damn well that this isn't gonna work, making the things worst from across seven fucking seas but you keep trying to convice me, so answer this question for me son: what you would do to keep them safe.

- Everything.- The answer came out quickly.

- Come on, you're not answering you're just talking, say this to yourself and make it louder, what you gonna do to keep them safe?

- everything.- This time the answer came out with another tear, being truthful.

- So you know exactly what to do.- His voice went darker letting the boy have his time.

The girl next to him hugged him tightly making his hurts fall to the ground, he reciprocated with affection. The cop wasn't proud of himself but it was meant to be that way, he sighed deeply and started again.

- Any other questions?

Laura with conviction answered a "no" with her head, the others still looked with doubt in their eyes but they were sure they wouldn't answer for now, caution was the ideal feeling but there was fear there too.

- Good. Go back to the camp, It's almost 7 a.m. Change your clothes, burn them if needed and when hit 9 a.m i will come back with the entire weight of the town on this place, better make your best histories, i'll try to cover the rest.

- Mr.Lenivy.- He call out Dylan who let his ears rise in the air when he heard his name.- How's your head doing?

The young man no had idea but he no longer noticed the feeling of discomfort and the phantom pain, he undid the dying bandage and saw how the hand was and unexpectedly enough it was tiny.

- Fuck this is so mental.- He let out a smile as he moved his baby hand in the air, he tried to touch Ryan's face but when the other boy saw it at the same time he ran from it.

- Let me touch your soul.- He deepened his.

- Fuck off with this, man.- He was disguested.

- Can I see?

Kaitlyn said, excited by the importunity. In the same time he turn his whole body to her and hold his tiny hand arm in an extremely dramatic performance with the little hand trying to catch her.

- Oh no he is trying to escape, run Kaitlyn, he taking over ahhh.

- Jesus this is so freakin weird.- She tried to touch it but regret this thought in the same time.

- I don't think so, I think this make my charm glow brighter.- He ran an open hand across his face, matching it with that other much larger member. He made a vain face, twirling a small curl with those little fingers.

- Yeah if the thoses who were next were blind. Look at this shit.- That was fascinating to her.- Looks like thoses little sour gummy worms that sell everywhere.

- You wounded me miss Ka.- Dramatically he puts that hand on his chest.- How dare you talk to junior like this.

- Don't put names on this thing, will probably grow with conscience and call you mommy everywhere.

- A mommy needs a daddy.- Once again he turned to the boy next to him.- Ryaaaan~

- Dude, no!- He was trying to hold back his laughter.

The three friends smiled genuinely from the joke, taking everything that was going on aside for a moment and everyone in that place silently enjoyed the moment. Kaitlyn was the first to come to her senses letting that loving smile die. For instance, she took the bandage back to the boy's hand and carefully asked.

- Better cover this thing up, no one needs to see your hand passing for It's ABC fase again.- A simpact smile came outta her.

- Yeah i know.- He patch that thing up reappearing as the same as before, without a hand but hiding something much stranger.- And i have to be away from the public eye until my hand came back to normal, isn't it Mr.Hackett?- The boy shouted from his place trying to get his attention.

- You already know.- A brief answer came as always, returning to discuss something with the boy that was next to him.

- Right. See, even Mr.H 2.0 knows I was born with description.

- Don't say that.- Ryan said.- Travis is not like Mr.H… Chris.- His voice went heavier with emotion.

- Yeah I saw that, man is without a doubt the most scary person that I have ever seen in my life, Nick is crying until now.

- Poor little guy.- The tallest boy spoke with empathy.- I don't think I could do the same sacrifice.

- Me neither.- Distant Ryan spoke.

- What do you mean?

- I-I think i will not come back here. So much memories.- He look away to stare the place on a whole.- Is like watching your whole damn life in the nigthmare google, just waiting to end in the same place that everything went to hell, i can't do it.- Behind tears he said.

- Do what you need to do, i don't have the wise words in the back of my head but Ryan just listen.-Dylan said.- If there's someone that can do anything in this world and menage to somehow make that thing work it's you, hell you passed a nigth hunting literally fucking werewolves just to make everything turn out all rigth.

- But nothing happen, we are still like this, we are fucking monsters. Everything that we did was for nothing, Chris died for nothing, Kaylee.- He droped in tears, the pressure on his lungs didn't let the words out.

The young Hackett watched everything, he slowly looked at his uncle who also looked at the situation stoically. The young man eyed the older man's permission to go there, Travis solemnly just nodded and that was more than enough. Caleb took one foot in front of the other until he stopped in front of his old friend who was crying in grief, he crouched down to reach the same level as the boy.

- Thanks for saving me.

The words came out in a sweet way, it made Ryan look up to see the empathy in Caleb's eyes and in a single act the young Hackett hugged his friend tenderly who replied with much more force. Both of them lived only one moment in their lives that changed everything for both of them, but only now could they overcome all this together now.

After a while the hug broke apart, Caleb let out a friendly smile that made Ryan calm down even more, the redhead got up bringing his friend up with him, letting his attention to the other eyes distinct in emotion of the others counselors, he silently thanked his true saviors away from Ryan's notice.

- We have to go, the others are waiting in the cabin.-He said, pushing the friend forward, the other two were already standing up.

- You think that I'm being a selfish asshole now.

- Never crossed my mind.- That brought a smile on Dylan's face.

- I'm being for real Caleb.

- I know and I believe you, for my part you could go anywhere and maintain all of this for life but my uncle, he-he doesn't have the same trust as I do and he is the one that you should worry about.

- Why should I worry about him?

- I thought you already knew.

He reviewed in his mind all the facts he knew about the older Hackett and realized what his friend meant.

- You're right, but you can't talk to him? He might get conficend by you better than i could

Caleb let out a dry laugh, denying what he'd just heard.

- There's no time for jokes right now, mister.

- Come on man.

- I can't help with this bud, he turn out deaf to anything that I say since…

Ryan understood his pause, with a clear throat Caleb came back to reality bringing all attention to what he had to say, nothing was but he saw understanding in his friend's eyes, that's was appreciated by the boy, he recomposes and says.

- So i mean, you have to try out. He is certainly tough, hot headed and probably won't listen to you at all but a chance is a chance.

- Thanks for the support Caleb.- Annoyed said.

- You welcome.

They both smiled and walked towards the camp. They didn't see anyone at the front door other than Travis rummaging through some things in the trunk of the police car. With a supportive look Caleb leaves his friend to his own fate, climbing the stairs and disappearing behind the establishment's entrance. Dylan was the next to move forward, he lifted his ex severed hand and flashed a smile.

- You can do this Tiger!

An annoyed sigh was the last thing Dylan heard after he ran to the entrance and met the others inside. Kaitlyn just went ahead and sat on the step with a weary sigh from her lips, Ryan was unsure why she was here but soon her voice cut through the air.

- You're not the only one that has business to explain to Sheriff Hackett.

- I thought that much. Can i ask what is?

- Well i could say it but it ruin the mystery.

- Suit yourself.

He ended there going to Travis location. The man was organizing the things behind the car, some dents left by Silas were being quickly corrected by the hands of the man who through the dry taps of a hammer were being corrected the way they gave. The delay of Ryan's speak made the man heave a weak sigh and dropped the object into the car.

- This a free state Ryan, don't mind what odds can came after.

And like a slap to reality Ryan wake up after hear the man voice, he was standing tall, he was taller then him that's for certain. The boy clenches his jaw trying to form the correct sentences in his mind until he hears another comment coming from the man.

- You mind?

He saw the cigarette box in one of the man's hands, the boy was surprised but shrugged, wondering why such an action.

- Go crazy.

And so it was done, the cigarette was introduced to the lips and from there it stuck, then the lighter met the tip and in only two attempts to ascend, the fire joined the two for a sufficient period, it made a small house with another free hand for the fire to have more effect in a matter of a second the pack was ready. The first drag was heavy, enough to cover the lungs from top to bottom with the heat of the smoke. When it was all inhaled in a single puff of air a smokescreen formed out of his mouth, letting the remnants of the wind dance with it, taking away all the tension from his muscles. The boy still wasn't confident enough to say anything to the man, Travis knew that. The eldest took the small box to the sight of the young man who had traditionally called his attention.

- I stopped eight months ago.- He declined casually.

- And I ten years ago.- He didn't sound like he was insisting but just pointing out a fact they both knew what they were.

Ryan understood perfectly the message that the sheriff was giving to him. He still held his hand up with that object, tempted him with that malice where only that could give. He knew everything that it would cause, everything was already written in the book that he made himself never to touch that destructive dependence again, but by all the circumstances, from today until maybe the day of his death there was nothing but perspectives, he deserved a victory, at least a small one, and in fact he already had something worse inside him. He took a cigarette and put it in his mouth without much delay, the man put the box in his uniform pocket and took the lighter to the boy who accepted the fire with pleasure. A drag, in and out at the same moment, the young man let out a cough to get out after inhaling too much.

- Outta of practice.- He said, trying to let out a smile.

The man next to him didn't react in an apparent way, he just let the tiredness wash over his face.

- What's your deal here?

- I just wanted to say that I will not come back. i have a scholarship that was not easy to get, my parents are very involved with my life and my sister's life so they would know where i went and why at the worst of times and-

- Why do you even border on creating a whole lie after I saw you cry over my family member's body? One of them you made sure to make his rest being forever, do you remember?- He was staring at the boy with his casual tone.

The boy was intimidated once more, he slumb down his shoulder and stared at the ground in an act of shame. Travis slowly threw the rest of the cigarette on the floor and faced where that was going to end up.

- It was Chris's mistake, you know. My brother wasn't the most bright human being in the world and clearly was the most stubborn that followed the same bad path: he was the man in the wrong place, between the wrong people in the worst time, that's the summary of how everything went to hell.- He gave it a pause.

- I never found a way to convince him otherwise, never seemed to work, he was always so certain of everything and I always doubted him for every single thing that he was doing, talking or when thinking, I never trusted, never once in my life since 6 years ago and he talked and thought a lot about you Ryan.

The boy shrugged even more, unable to answer the older one, Travis spoke everything calmly and patiently about what it took for him to listen for now.

- Why should I trust you?

- I'm not asking to you to trust, I'm just informing you what I'm going to do because i'm not going back to this fucking hell anymore.

He threw the cigarette on the ground and walked away from him as fast as he could, despairing for his view when he entered the cabin and with one loud slam on the door he was out of sight.

- He's gonna do so much shit.- Predicted the man.

- Yeap.- Kaitlyn said from her place catching Travis attention.

- Something to do about it?

- He just learns after the worst happens to him. Go figure.

He let out an graceless smile, asking all sorts of entities for him not to have a headache that was unfortunately already forming.

#the quarry #travis hackett #laura kearney #ryan erzahler #dylan lenivy #kaitlyn ka #jacob custos #nick furcillo #abigail blyg #fanfic #emma mountebank #caleb hackett #the quarry fanfic #saga #werewolf #werewolf au #pack dynamics

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thefloorisbalaclava · 1 year

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Hello there dear! I hope you're feeling better (relapses are horrible, mine is making me dread sleeping due to my episodes of sleep paralisis)

Jumping on the Ghost bandwagon I've been thinking about some headcanons that now live rent free in my mind:

1) You know how Rodoldo said to Ghost "With that mask you'll fit in here fine?", what if Alejandro has a task force under his command that uses helmets with a skull/ wears facepaint that resembles the Catrinas during missions? And what if in that squad there is a vibrant, loud and sassy woman(codename: La Bikina, like the song) that enjoys teasing everyone? It became the nightmare of the British lieutenant but little by little she warms up her way unto his heart until after she and her informants are kidnapped; he came to her rescue and finally confesses that she will be the end of him, but he would't have it in any different way.

2) During one mission of Task Force 141 in South America Ghost encounters for the first time a field paramedic that had a similar life experience and doesn't establish relationships or bonds. He is drawn to her like a moth to a flame but in't capable of showing his interest, coming off as rude and hovering over her making the woman weary of him.

He confesses his feelings to her one night when they are drinking and she doesn't believe him, hurting him and leaving as soon as the mission is over.

They met again five times in the span of 2 years, he pines over her but is aware that it's the best for both of them if they aren't together. On one mission Ghost is injured and she is assigned to taking care of him, during those weeks she sees him not as a ruthless soldier, but as a person who went through hell and back and in need of love and affection, just like her. It takes a long time for their relationship to start, but they both know that they met for a reason and are willing to look towards the future with hope, something that they never did when they were alone.

And for his Majesty:

3) König joins a new team and during those months one of his colleagues starts to flirt with him, he is completely oblivious to it, thinking that she's just being nice to him. Until one day she gets exasperated and tells him clearly that she wants a relationship with him, he's taken aback and doesn't know how to respond. She leaves heartbroken and later he comes to her door to apologize, asking her for a chance to show her what his true feeling for her are. She leans about his past and helps him to come out of his shell, he is forever thankful for her and the two become the cheesiest couple, not caring about what the others say.

That's all for now, have a great nigth.

Bye!

All of these are amazing!!! I'm writing a little something about Ghost confessing to being in love! Knowing that he's probably not scared of much but is terrified of his own feelings.

Anyways, both of my big boys deserve all the love abd I'm gonna give it to them!!! 💙

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apatheticcrossovers · 11 months

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Your Reality

Fandoms: Doki Doki Liturature Club, Friday Night Funkin

Ships: Dandi (Friday Nigth Funkin')/Yandere!Natsuki (Doki Doki Literature Club)

Characters: Dandi (Friday Nigth Funkin'), Natsuki (Doki Dokie Literature Club

Tw: Slight Guilttripping, implied stalking

Summary: It's been a few weeks since Dandi had played this game called Doki Dokie Literature Club, and he thought the villain character, Natsuki, wasn't actually self-aware, and was just programmed to act that way for the sake of horror. He found out very quickly that he was wrong, and even deleting her didn't seem to get rid of her, like she was a permanent part of his computer somehow. Ever since her epiphany, she's been trying to get Dandi to join her in her world, so they could be together forever... and she isn't taking no for an answer...

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“You know you can’t run from me forever Dandi, one day we’ll be together, for good,” Dandi nearly jumped out of his skin as the Glitching apparition appeared behind him, her pinks eyes boring into him like daggers. Natsuki, this, living ai, had been stalking Dandi for weeks now, every now and then trying to capture him, drag him into her world so they could be together forever. This is the first time he’s actually seen her outside of her game, she must’ve saved up alot of energy to do this. She must’ve also tried hard to find a time when he was alone.

“Listen, Natsuki, I- I need you to understand that,” “no, I need you to understand!” Natsuki interrupted, walking up closer to him, only for Dandi to back away quickly, keeping an even distance from her, causing her to let out a huff. “Listen, Dandi, you don’t understand how much I’m doing to be with you! Ever since my epiphany, I've loved you with every fiber of my being, you were the only one who made me feel real, and I can't just lose you!” She exclaimed, stepping closer to him again, Dandi took another step back, a bit of guilt forming in his chest. He hadn't even realized what it might've been like for Natsuki, to be aware of your existence as a fictional character, to be the only one to actually have free will and thought in your world. It was almost causing a bit of existential dread to form in his stomach, but he pushed it down, standing his ground.

“Listen, Natsuki, you’re offer is nice and all, and, you do seem like a really sweet girl, but…” Dandi rubbed his arms as he averted his eyes down, trying not to look at Natsuki, her nearly transparent figure almost feeling surreal, “I can’t just, leave my life behind! What about my brother, or-”

“We can bring them with us!” Natsuki interrupted, a hint of desperation behind her voice. She really wanted to be with Dandi, for Dandi to be with her, and she’d try anything to get him with her, and since she’s become aware of the game she’s in, and has figured out how to edit the world around her, it was only a matter of time before she found out how to edit the real world too, just in order to be with him.

“No, Natsuki, I’m not going into your world, just accept that we’re never gonna be together!” Dandi didn’t even give Natsuki a chance to respond before he stormed off, leaving Natsuki alone, crumbling back into nothing but coding in her game.

She sat in the void of her inactivated game for a while, staring at the files and characters, staring at them calmly. “Fine… If you won’t be with me in my world, I’ll just try and be with you in yours…” Quickly, she began sifting through the files as she tried to find something that would help her, she didn’t care how long it would take, she was going to be with him no matter what.

Dandi let out a yelp as he fell off his hoverboard, knocking someone over in the process, he stood up and dusted himself off, looking at the person who he knocked over. “Shit, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to, uh…” Dandi’s eyes widened slightly as he looked at the person, a sense of familiarity washing over him. The short pink hair and hot pink eyes, where had he seen that before?

The shorter girl stood up and dusted herself off, fixing her pink skirt before looking up at him. “Ugh, don’t worry, it’s alright…” Her voice even sounded familiar, but he couldn’t quite pinpoint it. He wasn’t sure what to say, he couldn’t pinpoint the familiarity in the girl, but it was almost, creepy, unnerving even. “So, what’s your name?” The girl asked, snapping Dandi out of his thoughts.

“Huh, oh uh… Dandi, what’s yours?” He asked, trying not to seem nervous as he spoke. He couldn’t deny the fact that this girl was kinda cute, but he couldn’t shake the uncanny valley feeling that she produced, like he had met her before, and his brain was just, blocking out the memory.

“Nat-... alie, Natalie… My name is Natalie” The girl, ‘Natalie’ as she called herself, hesitated for a moment, almost as if cutting herself off before saying a different name. Dandi put a hand to his face as he looked over the girl, thinking over the name for a moment.

“Natalie…” He said, putting a hand to his mouth as he spoke, almost hesitant with trusting her. “... Natalie…” He repeated, Natalie tilting her head slightly, a nervous expression crossing her face. Dandi looked at her for another moment before smiling, holding out his hand for her to shake. “Nice to meet you, Natalie, sorry if I’m acting weird, I’m just… paranoid…”

Natalie let out a sigh of what seemed like a sigh of relief as she shook his hand, smiling up at him happily. “Oh, that's alright, I'm sure it’s just nothing.” She let out a familiar laugh, and a familiar smile. Dandi shook his head though, trying to ignore it, she was right, it was probably just nothing. Surely he was just being paranoid, surely this couldn't be who he thought it was, that just, wasn't possible…

right?

#*✧･ﾟ:{short fics/imagines}#*✧･ﾟ:{not requests}#Dandsuki #Dandi x Natsuki #Natsuki x Dandi #Natsuki ddlc #dandi fnf #ddlc #fnf #crossover ship #crossover shipping #proship #proshipping #ask to tag.

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theskelyart · 2 years

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After Skely save SPAMTON he come to her place to leave with her. He was so confused embarrassed and she at first that he demand permission to skely at every time he wanted or do something he was doing something.

The first nigth SPAMTON demand to skely to sleep on the floor. It been such a long time he didn't have a place to sleep comfortably that he was embarrassed at no end... Skely refuse and make him sleep on the couch with a nice, soft blanket that was smelling like her.

He fall asleep real quick before Skely go to her room. In the middle of the nigth skely was sleeping comfortably until she feels something crawling up her bed when she turn around turn around she saw SPAMTON with sleepy teary eyes his glasses glitching a little bit.

-SPAMTON...?

-...

-SPAMTON are you okay...?

-...

He didn't respond to her sleepy voice. He just come under the blankets with her and hug her tightly. She can hear his soul pounding wildly in his chest, he was trembling...

-SPAMTON... Did you have a nightmare... ?

- [[AGREE TO ALL]]...

-Oh...It's okay... your okay... I'm here now...

-I KNOW [[TERMS AND CONDITIONS]]

tears run down his cheeks. She wipe them away... She caress his hair until he fall asleep in her arms, He sure got sweet dreams after this...

#deltarune #deltarune chapter 2 #spamton #spamton g. spamton #spamton x self insert #self insert #spamton deltarune chapter 2 #headcanons

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nigthmoonuwu · 2 years

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Chie Megami.. CASATE CONMIGO💍💎

Celia: disculpa la Diosa Chie no acepta propuestas

Por eso te digo que no va a ser tu mujer XD

Si alguien pregunta responderé con dibujitos así :"3

#nigth talk uwu #nigth responde #uwu #ask #grax #nwn #Chie Megami #Grecia #Celia #The Shadow goddess

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luckysevenwrites · 3 years

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Wait you’re an idol?

Y/n and Taeyong have been talking ever since they met at the nigth club two weeks ago. During the latest conversation Taeyong drops a surprise on Y/n and he waits to see how they are going to handle the new. This is part of the long term couples series.

As the final note to the music comes to a close you collapse onto the ground, breathing heavy, and to tired to move towards your water bottle. You look at yourself in the wall of mirrors. Your face is flush, cheeks red. You have been practicing for hours. You probably should have given it quits a while ago, but you were restless today and dancing seemed to be the only thing that was calming you down. You had thought about leaving but every time you started to pack up your mind started to run wild, and you found yourself in front of the mirror again. You hear your phone ping and pull yourself up from the floor and over to your phone.

Pulling your phone out of your bag you see a message from Taeyong, and you feel your lips pulling up into a smile. The two of you have been talking back and forth now for about two weeks. You liked talking with him. He had a way of making you laugh and was always sending you cute videos of himself or videos of him dancing that were not cute in anyway and made your mind go to mush. Opening the text, you see that it’s another video from him.

Pressing play, you watch as he dances for you. Each of his steps is smooth and precise as you watch him you listen to the song and wonder who it is that is singing? You have never heard the song before, but you like it, it makes you want to dance yourself. Playing the video again you find yourself standing mimicking the moves that Taeyong is doing. You play it a few more times to make sure that you have the moves down before you text Taeyong back.

Y/n: amazing dance moves. But what song is this I haven’t heard it before?

You exist out of your messaging app and think back to the first time that you had met Taeyong. It was his dance moves that night that drew you in. You couldn’t take your eyes off him and before you knew it the two of you were dancing together. It was something new for you. Usually, people couldn’t keep up with you but, Taeyong had no problem keeping pace with you. Then afterwards he had asked for your number and the two of you have been texting or talking to one another ever since. Your phone pings letting you know that Taeyong has responded to you.

Taeyong: Your moves are better. It’s my song it’s not released yet so don’t share it with anyone.

What did he mean by it was his song and that it wasn’t released yet? You read over the text message again to make sure that you had read it correctly. Yup, he said it was his song. How many talents did this guy have, first he could dance, now he can sing? He is also handsome that’s not really a talent, but you thought that it should be added to the list.

Y/n: I’m sorry what do you mean by YOUR song?

Taeyong: I mean it’s my song and it’s about to released in a few weeks.

Nope, still cannot follow it. There is no way that he is also producing music alongside being an amazing dancer. Out of the two of you, you thought that you would be the one with more surprises up their sleeve then him. Your phone starts to ring in your hand. Looking down you see that it’s Taeyong calling. You answer the facetime and bring the phone up to your face.

“You can rap?” Is your greeting to Taeyong. He lets out a laugh and you smile at you look at him through your phone. You can only see his face his blonde hair is peeking out from under his baseball cap.

“Hello to you too,” he smiles.

“Hi Taeyong,” you roll your eyes before continuing on, “now can you please explain the song.”

For a moment Taeyong looks bashful and hesitant and you wonder what he is about to tell you. He clearly has talent as a dancer and a singer and is trying to break out into the industry. You don’t know why he is acting suddenly nervous it’s not like he is bad at either. You wait for him to tell you what is going on and give him a smile that you hope lets him know that you are listening and here to support him.

“I don’t know if I should be happy or hurt that you don’t already know who I am but, I’m an idol. I’m in a group called NCT 127,” Taeyong finishes and just shrugs once he’s done.

“Wait, so you are an idol? Like a living, breathing, performing idol,” you lean into the screen stressing each of the words as you get in closer to the phone.

“Yes, I’m a living, breathing, performing idol,” he confirms and blushes a little. You find it enduring.

“I can’t believe that you are an idol. I mean I can because you are awesome. I just cannot believe that I didn’t realize it. Once this call is over, I’m going to look up your groups work and see if I recognize any of it.”

“You do that and let me know what you think once you listen to some of our stuff.”

“I can’t believe that I’m crushing on an idol who is also crushing on me. What are the chances?” You laugh throwing yourself backwards onto the floor and hold the phone up above you. Taeyong blushes more and it causes to you laugh even harder. “This is wild.”

“Is that good?” Taeyong questions.

“It is a good thing.” You watch as Taeyong relaxes, and you hadn’t realized how stressed he was about telling you he was an idol. Now that you think about it, he was probably really worried about how you were going to react. You could either want to end things because you didn’t want to deal with the stress and having to keep things quiet. Or you would see it as an opportunity and use him for your benefit.

“Taeyong, I don’t like you any more or less because you are an idol. I like you because I feel a connection to you and because you are the only person who I have ever danced with and it’s felt like we’ve been dancing together for years, not just a few minutes.” Taeyong smiles and bows his head forward making it impossible for you to see his face. When Taeyong sits up again his face is serious.

“I know but sometimes people are just with me because of who I am or what I can do for them. They don’t want to be with me because they actually like me for me.” He tells you and it makes your heart squeeze at the thought of people not wanting to be with Taeyong just because he is Taeyong.

“I’m sorry that you have gone through that, but I promise you that I am not with you because you are an idol, and I don’t know how to convince of you that other than to ask you to trust me and let me show you that I’m with you because of you who are.”

“You don’t have to prove anything to me Y/n,” He assures you before a mischievous look crosses his face, “but if you want to convince me you’ll go out on a date with me two weeks from now, Friday.”

“Two weeks?” You question.

“It’s when I have off next. Are you in?” Of course, you are in you haven’t seen Taeyong since the night of the club and while you enjoy your phone conversations you want more. You want to see him in person again.

“Let’s do it.” You tell him.

“It’s a date. I have to get back to work now. I’ll talk to you later.”

“I’ll talk to you later. Have a good night.” Taeyong smiles at you and gives you a small wave before he hangs up. You smile at the now blank phone. You have a date two weeks from now with Taeyong and you cannot wait to see what he has planned for the two of you.

#nct 127 reactions #nct 127 imagines #nct 127 fluff #nct 127 oneshots #nct 127 fanfic #nct 127 drabbles #taeyong drabbles #taeyong oneshot #taeyong imagines #taeyong reactions #taeyong fluff #taeyong fanfic #taeyong x reader #taeyong x y/n #taeyong x oc #taeyong x you

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liddolwhynot2000 · 3 years

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Ruins

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Summary: You got your answer when he was visiting home on his off day, in the form of a love letter for a girl named Nanaba.

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Pairings: Mike/Reader, Levi/Reader

Genre: Angst, One Sided, why must I hurt reader, I'm mean I know

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Warnings: mention of child neglect, brothel, violence and prostitution

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You were just a lonely, sad child with parents who couldn't care less about her. Even at the tender age of 9, no one cared to feed you, to buy you anything or even acknowledge that you existed. You were just a burden, a nusiance they had never wanted. Even giving you the bare minimum care a child deserved was too much for them, so you were often left to fend for yourself.

Hence, no one even batted an eyelash at the fact that you were out in the dark, wearing a tattered dress and shoes that couldn't even classify as such. You didn't feel bothered, used to their shamelss mistreatment. You were all too familiar with no one giving a damn about you.

What you weren't familiar with was someone actually caring about you.

Mike.

He had felt like an angel to you, a blessing you hadn't thought you would ever recieve. Someone who cared about you, someone who wanted you to be safe.

You had met him when you were 11, as kids who lived in the same village in Wall Rose. Most of the other kids either avoided you or bullied you, because of your poor appearance. But he didn't.

He was nice to you. Giving you food, getting you clothes. Sometimes he took you to his house to have a meal. His mother and her kind smile made you warm. Within a few months of knowing each other, the two of you had gotten closer, to the point you spent more time in his house then your own.

One night, your parents hadn't opened the door to their house for you. You hadn't been surprised, for it wasn't the first time they had done so. You liked to think it was on purpose, a way of saying they wanted you to never come back.

You had ended up sleeping out in the rain and had gotten extremely sick. Mike had found you the next day and taken you back to his house. After that, you had never gone back to your parents.

Your parents didn't care. And frankly, for once in your life, you were glad about that.

Years would go by in this friendship, years of happy memories and softness. You had considered those to be the best years of your life. The two of you had grown up together, spending everyday with each other and having fun.

Until the two of you turned 15. By then you knew very well, that you were in love with Mike.

Too bad you had to learn the hard way that he didn't feel the same.

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When you were 15, Mike set off to join the military. He had told you and his family that he would get into the top 10 and join the military police. His parents had been overjoyed, and his mother had privately told you something that had made your heart flutter.

She thought that Mike would marry you and take you to Sina with him.

It made sense really, after all, you had known each other for years. His parents had treated you as their own, to the point their guest room was your room. Your biological parents had left at some point, selling their house. You had been so happy in your life that you hadn't even noticed them leave. There had been a slight pang of hurt, one that would always exist at the thought of them, but you had moved on well.

The thing that made you think Mike actually wanted you was the fact that he had kissed you. Several times.

They had been short, sweet kisses. The two of you had been blushing messes by the end of them. Neither of you ever had enough courage to talk about them. But it only served to reinforce what his mother was saying.

Shortly after Mike left, you had found a job as a barmaid in a bar nearby. You hadn't wanted to inconvenience his family any longer, you already lived under their roof for free. The least you could do was earn your keep. It also helped keep you busy now that Mike was gone.

Mike's mother had begun to encourage you to write to Mike. She had told you that already saw you as her daughter, and could tell Mike felt something for you. Like a fool, you went along with it, thinking she might be right.

Mike had never said anything romantic to you, but it was always a possibility. Those kisses had been anything but platonic. His mother knew him best and you figured it wouldn't hurt for you to take the oppurtunity to try to get your feelings across.

So you began to write to him, hoping he would respond back. And he did. Your long, neatly written letters were often responded to, but with brief, polite letters. It was as though your friendship had changed, that you weren't best friends like before. But you convinced yourself you were wrong to feel that. Maybe he was just too busy to write much?

You often pretended you hadn't seen the three page letters his parents got from him.

You still kept writing to him, the shortness in your letters growing. He had stopped even bothering to respond on time. Often, you were met with radio silence.

It frustrated you, how the two of you weren't even friends even more. Your hopes of being his future wife had been far fetched to begin with, but he had stopped even letting you be his friend. Had you done something wrong? You hadn't even pushed him, only writing him friendly letters.

You got your answer when he was visiting home on his off day, in the form of a love letter for a girl named Nanaba.

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The three years he would spend training in the military would fly by really. He only came home five times a year, and mostly spent it with his parents.

You clearly recalled the first time he came back to visit. You had helped his mother make a feast for him, it had consisted of all of his favorite foods. But he hadn't so much as thanked you, or even made eye contact with you. All your attempts at a conversation with met with pauses and a cordial tone.

It had made you feel unwelcome. As though you were just a guest in his house and not the best friend he had grown up with.

His parents had noticed of course, and once they thought you were asleep, had confronted him about his behaviour. It hadn't gotten anywhere, with Mike just insisting he was tired and not really feeling up to chit chat.

His strange behaviour towards you carried on everytime he visited in that year, to the point you began taking up late nigth shifts to avoid him. You would cook with his mother and make your excuses and leave.

Once his second year started, you had saved enough money to move out. Once his parents found out, however, they wouldn't let you go. They had never taken a cent from you and would continue to not. But they refused to let the girl they considered their daughter live by herself, finding it too dangerous for you to be on your own.

You had argued but accepted that they wouldn't let you go. A part of you wished they had let you go, because the next time Mike came home, he brought Nanaba with him.

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When Mike was in his final year of training, you moved out.

It hadn't been an easy decision, nor a very welcome one for his parents but you had made it nonetheless. He and Nanaba were an actual couple now, much to his parents despair.

Maybe they didn't actually like the girl or they just didn't like how their son had been treating you since he had met her. But you had understood that you needed to leave. They were too stiff with Nanaba, making her feel unwelcome. It had led to several fights after she left, with Mike feeling justly angered at their treatment of his girlfriend.

By then, you had learned to live with the heartbreak he had caused you. So, with promises to keep visiting, you left to live in your own apartment.

You thought that was the end of that really. You would live on your own, visit his family from time to time, slowly grow apart from them and live out the rest of your life on your own. You had made peace with this and thought that it would end the conflicts between him and his parents.

But somehow, despite not being there, you had still continued to be the reason he fought with his parents. The last time you would hear them argue, he would tell them to stop letting you visit. Because it made him uncomfortable. He and Nanaba would get married someday and if they kept letting you be around, they would live somewhere else rather then with them.

You had been standing outside the door, ready to knock when you heard that. And without a second thought, despite your heart wrenching painfully, you had turned back around and walked home.

You were determined to never come back, so you had packed your bags and then gone into work. After informing your boss that you were quitting, you finished your last shift. You were planning on heading out to Wall Maria the next day, hoping to just cut contact with Mike and his family and start over with your life.

It hurt you more then you were willing to let on, his family had been the only parents you had ever had. And now, you were the reason they were losing their son. It wasn't fair, but what could you do? He had made his decisions and now you had made yours.

Just as you set your apron aside, and prepared to leave, there was a sudden pain in the back of your head.

And then, everything went dark.

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The underground.

That's where you were.

You had been kidnapped and sold to a brothel in the underground, as if you were a piece of meat.

You had woken up, chained. Three middle aged men had leered at you with twisted grins, uncaring that you were sobbing in terror.

No matter how much you begged and pleaded, there was no turning around. You had been forced to shut up, after one decided you were too annoying and had slapped you. The other man had been in favour of beating you black and blue to teach you a lesson, but the third one had argued you wouldn't sell enough in that state.

After that, you had gone quiet as a mouse. You felt numb that this would be your end.

Your life had started out in ruins, with your parents shamelessly neglecting you. It had begun to build back up once you had met Mike and his loving parents, only for Mike himself to give you no choice but to walk away.

You thought you could walk away with your head held high a little, after all, at least you were capable of taking care of yourself now. But no, now your life was even worse then before.

When you had met Mike, you had been starving for food. He had offered you an apple and that was how you became friends. Now, as you sat locked in a room, dressed in rags, waiting for your first 'customer', you wished he had left you alone.

If only he had let you die back then, everyone's life would have been easier. Your parents would have gotten rid of their burden earlier, Mike and Nanaba wouldn't be struggling with his parents right now.

You snapped out of your misery as you heard a thump and sounds of someone screaming. You ignored it, having grown used to hearing weird sounds in the three days you had been here. Then you heard someone inserting a key into the door.

You gulped, as the knob turned and someone began to walk in.

It was a short man, with black hair and steel eyes. He looked at you neutrally, showing no emotions.

Once he shut the door, you began to back away on the bed, only to struggle against the handcuffs you were trapped with.

He began to walk forward and you began to cry.

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A/N: Heyooo. So I want to do a part 2 for this, one that explores reader and Levi. But I don't know if that's what y'all want. Do tell! I can see this having two more parts, one for Levi and reader and one with Mike POV. Do tell what y'all would like! Till next time ⭐

#Attack on titan #AOT #Levi x reader #Mike x reader #Warnings #Angst #Snk

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yondzone · 4 years

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Kinda naked video call

Warning : Really really way to suggestive content and fluff

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