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Lovers Rivalry (Ⅰ)

Denver, 1978 (Friday)

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"What makes you think I need your protection? I think I can handle myself just fine."

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Some people would be excited to move to a new town. Not me. I find that moving to a new town can be very difficult and stressful. But I guess I only had myself to blame.

 I watched out the window, my eyes scanning through every tree and car we pass on the way. My ears listen to the soft melody of the radio, humming the tune in my head to avoid the voided thoughts in my head. My hands-- one tapped the passenger side door to the beat of any song that the radio decided to play and the other rested on the armrest. My brother, Tristan, drove with one hand on the wheel and the other holding a hot steaming cup of coffee -- taking a sip from it every once in a while to keep himself awake as he drove. 

Now and then, I can see from the corner of my eyes, he looked over at me to check on me. It's not like I was doing much besides eating, sleeping, staring out the window, and repeating. The drive to Denver was only five hours, but it felt like I'd been sitting in the car forever. Not too long later, we arrived in front of a house. The house was two stories, white, and in the front yard was an old dead garden. The porch was also white, and small enough to fit maybe two or three people. It was a bit of an upgrade from the house we used to live in, but I wasn't complaining all that much. I was just happy to have a roof over my head with my brother, who was the only person left to take care of me. "Here we are." He said with a wide smile. I could hear the loud and clear excitement in his voice, but I didn't feel the same way. We both got out of the car, slammed the doors behind us, and walked to the front door. 

He opened the house door with his provided key and swung it open, revealing the inside. Right when you walked in, there was the living room. It was very spacious with a bricked chimney. On the other side of the room, there was the kitchen. The countertops were light brown oak with the same dark brown colored floorboards as the living room. And right next to the kitchen was another open space which I assumed to be the dining room. There was a small hallway separating the living room and the stairs leading up to the next floor. At the end of the hallway was a single door where a small bathroom sat. So far the house was clean, and I was kinda expecting it to be the same way upstairs. 

I followed my brother up the same dark brown stairs. There was another hall, but this time there were four regular doors and a double sliding door leading to the laundry area. Behind two doors was a bedroom, the other door was my bathroom, and the last door was a closet. "This will be your room," Tristan said as he opened the door. It was a nice-sized room, with gray carpeting, and a gorgeous bay window area. The closet was a decent size with a couple of shoe shelves and a ceiling light with a string that had to be pulled to turn on. I turned to Tristan who stood in the doorway, grinning like he always did. "Lovin' it so far?" "It's nice. I'm not too much of a complainer. You know I'll take what I can get." "Glad to hear that kiddo. C'mon, let's get the boxes out of the car. The truck won't be here till tomorrow, so we'll sleep on the mattress for now." We spent half of the day moving boxes out of the car and unpacking them into their respective places. After most of the boxes were unpacked, Tristan had left for a supply and food run, leaving me alone in the new house. Feeling uncomfortable by myself, I decided to go back outside and inspect the front yard again. 

I noticed a particular flower bush that was still blooming but the majority of the flowers were dying after not being taken care of properly. "Hey." I heard a voice yell. I looked in the direction of the voice and saw a boy who looked about my age with shoulder-length black hair and a bandana around his forehead. His face was coated in a smile as he walked closer. "Hey, I'm Robin. I'm your new next-door neighbor." "Oh, hi. I'm Tristy but people call me Tris." "Nice to meet you, Tris. This town can be a little rough. But if you accept me as your friend, I'll make sure nobody messes with you." I scoffed at his words. His proposal of friendship in return for protection made me laugh internally. He obviously didn't know why we moved to Denver in the first place. "What makes you think I need your protection? I think I can handle myself just fine." "I-I... Well, I didn't mean it like that. I was just... I-" "I'm just messing with you, Robin. I'll be glad to accept your friendship." He laughed awkwardly while his hand drew to the back of his neck, rubbing it softly. "Well, I know this place everyone hangs around. You wanna go?" "Um, okay. Pretty sure my brother wouldn't mind." "Great. Come on, it's just down here. Everyone goes there to get a snack, talk about the good gossip, or get into fights." He explained while we walked. 

This town and its people were strange, but I was thankful that I had already made a friend who turned out to be my neighbor. When we eventually arrived at a place called 'Grab-and-go', I knew Robin was over exaggerating. Almost the whole town was either outside talking and eating snacks they had just bought, or they were inside talking and playing around with their friends. He lead me inside the small store and immediately my eyes rolled over the commotion in the corner. There was a guy with a full head of blonde curls in front of what looked like a pinball machine and everyone was pilled around him watching him play with excitement. "Can we go play?" "No! Absolutely not. The guy playing is Vance Hopper and he doesn't like anyone touching the game but him. He hates it when someone plays and beats his high score. If he ever catches someone even thinking about playing the machine, he'll beat them until their unconscious." "Well, that's a little much for an old game." We continued walking around the store and eventually bought snacks. 

Once purchased, sat outside on a curb and talked for hours. I couldn't stop thinking about the guy playing the pinball machine and how I would love to see the look on his face when I came later and beat his high score.

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A Star In His Eyes (Ⅰ)

A/n; The reader is Female, her last name in Montana, and the only warning for this part is language. This is not edited. So with that being said...

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East Highland was the last place you wanted to move to. But not officially being eighteen yet, you had no choice in where your father dragged both you and your brother. The only thing you could take away from moving there was that your friends, Rue, Maddy, Cassy, and Kat also lived there and have been for years. Other than that fact, there was no other excitement biting to come out of being in this place. The only thing that came from East Highland was drama. So the only real question that still scattered your brain was; How would you make it at being a nurse in a place like this? (Sorry if being a nurse isn't what you want. You can always change it.)

You spent half of the day unpacking your boxes to make everything fit in your room neatly. You even managed to put your bed and dresser together by yourself and afterward you felt both achieved and exhausted. You decided to put some of your old Rock and band posters up as well, deciding that it looked way better plastered up than the plain white chipped paint.

As you sat on your bed, re-watching old horror re-runs, you remised the thought of attending East Highland High School tomorrow. You hated being the new kid at any school. Just the attention you know you'd receive made you shiver and gag. Your brother on the other hand couldn't wait to wake up the next morning. He also had friends here, Chris, Nate, and any others that played football with him. Chris was dating your friend Cassy and Nate dating your friend Maddy, both were equally toxic relationships in your opinion.

At the beginning of the good part of Halloween, the movie you were currently watching, you heard your phone pinging on your nightstand. You groaned loudly as you reached over and took your phone off of the charging cord.

Rue Rue; open the window dumbass. i've been out here for three mins!!!

You looked at the text with your eyebrow raised before craning your neck to look at your window behind you. You rolled your eyes and laughed when you saw Rue's face in the window and her hands over her eyes as she attempted to make funny faces. You raised to your feet and walked over to the window, unlocking it, and stepping back while you watched Rue struggle to climb in through it.

"You do know you could've walked through the front door right? It's just me and Rio here." "Well, it would've been great to know that before I rearranged my spleen where my lungs should be trying to get up here." You laughed at her comment, your smile as genuine as it's been since you've moved here. Rue sat down beside you on your bed with a soft sigh and a smile planted on her face like she discovered the world's biggest secret. "It's so unreal that you’re here dude. Like usually we'd have to drive like six hours to come and see you and now I can like, ride my bike." "Jesus, it sounds like you are more excited than me." "Just wait until Maddy, Cassy, and Kat see you. They're gonna scream so loud, we might go deaf." "Now that's true-" Your sentence was cut short when your brother opened your bedroom door while on his phone just plainly ruining the conversation to start a new one. "Yo sis, my friends are on their way and-. Oh, wassup, Rue." "Yo, Rio, my man." Rue got up from the bed to do a handshake she and Rio has been practicing for years. Rio and Rue have been friends since you and Rue became friends. As your bond with Rue grew stronger so did Rio’s.

"That was cute, very cute. Anyways, you're not talking about the big-headed jocks I hope." "Almost everyone on the team." "Dad will kill you, literally." "We're twins. If I get in trouble so would you." "How retard?" "Because you didn't do anything to stop it." "Actually if she wasn't home, she wouldn't know about it." Rue slyly commented as her eyes diverted between you and your brother. Sitmotainuouly, both you and Rio looked at each other before looking at Rue with your eyebrows raised. "Rue Rue, what are you talking about?" "Well I was kinda hoping I could introduce you to my girlfriend and my new friend today... Right now." "Cool. Sounds good to me." "Wait, you have a girlfriend and i'm just now finding out about it?" "Trust me, I’m sorry about that. But can you maybe get your stuff because they already think we're on the way."

Your mouth opened and closed as quickly as the doorbell ringed twice. Your brother bid his presence as he ran downstairs to answer the door and though you had yet to agree with any of this, you grabbed your phone and your car keys before leading Rue downstairs and having a quiet argument about why she's just now telling you about her girlfriend. When the both of you reached the bottom of the stairs you saw that your living room was almost filled to capacity with tall large-headed jocks drinking and watching a football game that was currently on.

"Oh, there she is. How've you been, Y/n/n?" Your eyes landed on Nate. You haven't seen him since the last time he visited, which was two years ago. He grew taller than the last time you saw him and he ditched the braces and the unibrow. Behind the shiity personality, you finally saw what Maddy saw in him. But if there was one thing that hasn't changed, it was definitely your hatred for him. "Kinda shitty now that I'm less than a few minutes away from you." You cringed even thinking how close you were to him now, only living less than three minutes from his house. Being in the same city as him was okay, you could tolerate that, but being literally neighbors He walked a bit closer looking down at you with a smirk on his face. "Oh come on. You know you love me." "Ha, you should be a comedian for that one. Excuse us." You dismissed as your grabbed Rue's hand and dragged her out of the front door. "So do I have to worry about this mysterious girlfriend and friend?" "No... Maybe."

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"So basically Elliot is just like us, a drug feline but Jules is all against it, like one-hundred and one percent. So be careful of what you do and say around her." Rue explained as she opened the door to the boy she named Elliot's bedroom. There was a boy laying on the floor, on his back, playing his guitar beautifully, and by his window sat a girl watching as the rain poured down slowly.

"Uh, so guys, this is my friend I was telling you about, Y/n. Y/n that's Jules, my girlfriend, and this is Elliot." Rue pointed between the two strangers. Jules got up from her spot with a wide smile as she stalked towards you and hesitated before wrapping you in a giant bear hug. "It's so nice to finally meet you. Rue's been talking about you non-stop. It's always Y/n this, Y/n that literally." "It's great to meet you too I guess." You awkwardly chuckled as you patted her back gently quietly begging her to let you go. When she finally did, she and Rue ran downstairs to raid Elliot's kitchen leaving only you and the boy in the room.

He finally sat up, making eye contact with you and you could've sworn that you felt stuck. Your legs were frozen and you felt your heart skip a beat but you paid no mind, you just hurried to let your eyes travel to the rest of his room making a mental note of how clean it is. "You shy or something?" He asked breaking the awkward tension that had settled comfortably between you two. You chuckled as you allowed yourself to take a seat on his bed. Squeaky. "Yeah, I'm a very shy person." You replied sarcastically. he saw this and couldn't help but laugh along with you. "Cool instrument. I'm more of a bass girl."

His eyebrows raised at this. It's only been five minutes since meeting you and already you peaked his interest. "Wow, bass. That's kinda badass." "Oh really? Then you should hear my brother sing in the shower. Oh, that's right you said badass not sad ass." "You're funny. I think we're gonna get along fine." "Oh, which reminds me. A little birdy told me you liked to use bananas and grapes so I decided to snag a few just to see how fun you really are. Consider this as a test." You pulled two small bags out of your pocket showing him the drugs you were hinting at. He smirked and you could've sworn you saw a glint in his eyes. "Well fuck what I said before. We're gonna be great friends."

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Furious With The World (Pt 2)

tags: @leighham24 @chynagirl13

!Paring! Deckard Shaw x Fem! Reader, Dominic Toretto x Sister! reader, Mia Toretto x Sister! reader, Jakob Toretto x Sister! reader !Warnings! Language

Here in the flesh, the small part of the star-shaped device in your tiny hands as if you were holding up the world. Carefully you placed the device in the bulletproof glass department, watched the glass slowly close, and took affection of the device from afar. It was beautiful. The glowing red from the small opened parts of the device was memorizing. You could hear faint footsteps approach you but you relaxed, realizing the presence wasn't a threat. "Beautiful isn't she?" Cipher's soft voice aired. She also began to stare at the small piece of the device, her eyes glistening with lust and excitement. She has come to realize that every one of her counters with the Toretto's has always failed, but she had faith in this relationship with you. She believed that you are the true Toretto. "I'll say." "Pilot says we land in fifteen. Should we go over the plan again?" Finally removing your eyes from the device, you looked at her and began walking to another part of the jet with your eyebrow raised. "Why would we need to go over the plan again?" "Maybe 'cause you just saw your family. And trust me, I know how it corrupts one's mind." "We land, we do the plan, and we move on to the next. Do not question my ability to work ever because some family who had never once seen me as a part of it. That is your only warning." You walked out of the room, never once looking back at Cipher and decided to chill in the control room until you landed. Though you would never admit it out loud, Cipher was right. Your mind, for the first time had been clouded. It wasn't because you saw your ex-family, no, if they didn't care about you then you didn't care about him. It was because you meet his eye. You never thought you'd see him again, but then it happened and you didn't know how to feel. The sound of your phone ringing knocked you out of your thoughts. Swiftly you removed the phone from your pocket and searched the caller ID before answering. "Hey, Deck. How's my little man?" You said with a wide smile, although he couldn't see it. He always made your heart melt. You found your truest happiness with him and it was expected. "I'm not little anymore, mom" "I was actually talking about my other son, Deck. You know the one that's four years old named Gustavo. How are you guys?" "We miss you. How much longer do we have to stay at uncle James's?" "Not that much longer. I'll be back in three or four days and when I get back I'll take you to your favorite place kiddo." "Fine. But can you tell Uncle James to stop singing in the shower? He can't sing and it's scaring away my friends online. It even made Stavo cry." "Deckard, that is not very nice." Eli walked in with a tablet in one of his hands and flipping a small knife repeatedly in the other. He was about to say something before you held your finger up and gestured towards your phone, quietly telling him that you were on a call. "Who's that?" He nearly whispered with his eyebrow raised. You smirked at him and mouthed your son's name while responding to your son's blabbing on the other side of the phone. "Is that Uncle Eli?" "Yes, baby. Wanna say hi?" "Is he busy?" Eli took the phone from your hands and put it on speaker so you both could hear. With a wide smile on his face, he responded; "I'm never too busy for you Deck. You're my man." "Since I'm your man, can you come pick me up from Uncle James's?" "Sorry bud, your mom needs you there for a while longer. We'll be back soon, until then you and brother be good for Uncle James for me." "Yeah, whatever. We have to get ready for school. We love you both." "I love you guys too, baby. Be good and turn in your work." "I'll try." "Alright, bye Deck. Say bye to Stavo for me." "Okay." The line went dead seconds later but the smile remained on your face. Hearing your son's voice just made any terrible day better. "A fifteen-year-old and a four-year-old on your hands, how do you handle that?" "Well with your help, I manage." "You ready for this mission?" "Let's wrap this up so we can go home to my sons." "That sounds like a plan."

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All creds to @multifandomthoughts

What Billy and Stu do when you’re upset

Gender Neutral Reader

Requested by: nobody

TW: mentions of violence/killing

Stu Macher

Stu is a very affectionate cuddly guy. Unless you are averse to touch or strictly say you don’t like it, he will cover you in love. Hugs, kisses, maybe even a little gentle petting? He’s all over it.

If Stu knows you’re struggling beforehand (if you tell him at school or call him) he will absolutely set up a space in either his house or yours. He is not afraid to set up a pillow fort or even a blanket hideout for you two to lounge in.

Stu will most likely want to distract you from whatever is bothering you. Snacks, maybe a movie or gaming marathon? Anything you’re up for, he’s up for.

He is not the best listener however, and will most likely agree with you on any issue you’re having and passionately trash talk. It helps get your mind off things to yell and have him back you up.

Billy Loomis

Unlike Stu, Billy is much more of a listener and willing to hear you out and give good advice. He knows that things can be hard sometimes and that he wants to be there for you when he can.

Billy wants to help you calm down, and sometimes he’ll tell you what random or interesting things he did recently, to get your mind off the problem, and there’s always at least one funny story about something Stu did.

If someone caused the problem, you may want to try to persuade him to drop it. He’s willing to show up and give the person a piece of his mind, and if you don’t stop him it may get ugly.

He may drive you around in an attempt to take your mind off things. The pretty scenery is always nice and having the windows down blasting music with him does a whole lot of good.

Both of them

If there’s someone bothering you, you know that they’re going to wind up dead or go missing. They will protect you until the day they die whether you like it or not.

Stu will try to persuade Billy into doing superficial things, like making you dinner or washing your hair when you’re in the bathtub, or even lighting a scented candle that relaxes you.

They love to bring you in when they’re watching terrible horror movies. And their often crude jokes make you laugh in smile even in the worst moods.

If you’re in a mood to talk about what’s got you down, they make a game of it where they alternate asking questions to determine what’s the problem.

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Unfaithful & Unloyal

"A Man Who Is Unfaithful To A Woman So Pure & Kind, Is A Man Who Doesn't Deserve To Be Loved." ~ Lola

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⩫Paring⩫ Fem! Reader x Elliot, Elliot x Jules ⩫Category⩫ Drabble ⩫Warnings⩫ Angst!, Language, Cheating, short ⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢

If someone, anyone were to ask you how your relationship with Elliot was going, you would respond with all good things. You'd say that you have never been in love with a guy who made you truly genuinely happy. Though you didn't know for sure how Elliot would respond, you would like to think it'd be good adjectives as well.

At the dawn of night, you found yourself in your car, driving at the late hour to your boyfriend's house because he hasn't been answering your calls all day. You began to worry, scared that maybe he was going through something alone and resulting in drugs as he usually did. But the only way you would know for sure if he was okay is if you went by his home where he should be at such a late hour. It didn't take you long to pull into the driveway behind his car and take your keys out of the ignition. Grabbing your purse, you exited the car and began your journey to his front door. You were nervous. For what? You didn't exactly know, something just felt off. Ever since you pulled up something deep within your gut has told you to not walk in this house, but you ignored it. Using your spare key he once gave you a long time ago, you opened the door and were welcomed with warmth and the delicious smell of hot chocolate, your favorite. You began to wonder if he knew you would come soon due to the chocolate. With a proud smile rested upon your face you walked to his room, the door was closed but you could hear giggling on the other side. Maybe he was high and hanging out with Rue and Jules. You knew one thing for sure, he wasn't alone. "Ellie, I just came to see if you were okay-" You announced as you opened his door. Your smile was wiped off and was replaced with a frown. You were met with one of your worse nightmares. Jules hurriedly got off of him and wrapped the sheets around her naked body, Elliot just stared at you in complete horror as he began to dress. You just couldn't believe it. It had taken you so long to finally open up to someone and start a true relationship. After your last ex, you declared single forever because you hated the way he treated you. But then Rue introduced you to Elliot and he showed you how much of a better boyfriend he'd be, he could've been. You've grown to love Elliot in a way you had never loved anyone else. He was your first everything. First love, first time, first kiss, first everything. So to see this scene unfold in front of you completely shattered your ever-growing heart. What once was light now is dark. You felt ashamed, insecure, and truly what you only describe as self-conscious. Without uttering another word you hurriedly closed his bedroom door and began to leave despite hearing the protest follow behind you. How could he possibly make this situation better when you had already seen everything you needed to. "Baby, don't go." Elliot pleaded as he reached out to grab your arm. Instantly you yanked away from his grip and turned to him with sadness and fury coating your once e/c eyes. He wasn't blind, he could see how much his actions affected you. Truly, he never wanted to hurt you. "Do not fucking touch me. You lied to me. You lied to me about everything. Both of you are fucking liars and fucking snakes, and best believe I'm telling Rue. She deserves better than this! I deserve better than this." "Baby-" "I hope you too are happy with each other. You two fucking deserve each other. You fucking asshole." With that, you slammed your spare key on the coffee table and walked out of his house. Elliot didn't want you to go. He knew he fucked up bad but he loved you more than anything. One of his greatest fear was losing something so special in his life, you. If you gave him a chance, he'd admit that Jules was just an in-the-moment thing and that she came on to him, he wanted a forever thing with you. Determined to not let you leave he followed hot on your trail and started pleading but you weren't listening. You got in your car, locked the doors, and started the car waiting for it to get warmer before you drove off. "Y/n, baby, let's talk about this. I can explain. Please, baby. I want you, not her. I'm sorry." "Fuck you, Elliot! You're only sorry you got caught." With tears in his eyes clouding his vision he watched as you sped down the road. He had broken your heart and it was gonna take a long time for you to pick up the pieces and he knew it was selfish to get angry

with you for breaking his heart as well. The next place you went was to Rue's, telling her everything you witnessed and watching her cry. Similar to you, she loved Jules. She did everything for her only for her to betray her on the same night she gave her alcohol. You both spent that night comforting each other and resulting in drugs that would only make you temporally forget. Like a wise woman once said: "A Man Who Is Unfaithful To A Woman So Pure & Kind, Is A Man Who Doesn't Deserve To Be Loved."

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Furious With The World (Pt.1)

*Requested*

+Paring+ Toretto! Fem Reader x Deckard Shaw, Dominic Toretto x Sister! reader, Mia Toretto x Sister! reader, Jacob Toretto x Sister! Reader, Reader x Fast and Furious +Catagory+ Series +Warnings+ Language, Violence, Use of guns, Mention Of kidnapping, Mentions of Child Torture :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

Your heels clicked against the cold tainted floor as you walked through an old facility. You scrolled on the tablet in your hand, checking your survivance making sure no one would interrupt you. With your head held high, you walked into a room, inside was an indestructible glass cell holding a woman with short hair and dyed blond tips.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the woman wanted in seven different countries." You teased the woman with a smirk. Upon hearing your voice she turned her body around in a chair to face you, holding a smirk of her own. "Me? You're wanted in forty-six. I've done my research." "Well, I like to make a statement." You laughed as you removed your sunglass and set them down on the medal table in front of you. Your eyes never left the one, competing in some sort of staring contest as you took a seat in the metal chair. "Oh, Cipher, there's a lot I can do with you. But first, I would like to give you a... once in a lifetime deal." "Which is?" "Getting revenge on the people you hate the most-- With a snap of your fingers, one of your guards handed you a case file. Swiftly you opened it and sat three photos down on the table where you knew she could see.-- The Toretto's." ___________________________________________________________

With a roar from your car, you were off- two more cars behind you. You were on a mission and you didn't plan on stopping until you had everything you needed for this mission to work. A device created by Russian spies was made to be used on the human mind to take full control of them. The device was called The Hyper Project. There were three parts to the device and all three parts were separated throughout the world- Belize, Latvia, and Singapore. You just happen to be in Belize but you are oblivious to the people already there. After thirty minutes, You and your team arrived on the scene. A tall building, maybe six stories high but abandoned broken glass windows, and busted open doors. Nothing else was in sight but green tall trees giving the illusion of being in a forest. Cautiously, you stepped out of your car, putting on your sunglass and tucking your gun in the waistline of your jeans before you and your team rounded towards the back of the building. "Cipher, how we doing love?" You asked the petite woman through an earpiece, every member of your team hand one, especially your best friend. "No one's around for miles. You're clear. What you're looking for is buried underground ten feet in front of you. You'll need a code, it'll be 1989." ~~~ ...1989...

Y/n was balled up in the corner, nowhere to go due to the chain locked around her little neck weighing her down. She was scared and she had every right to be. She didn't know these two strange men who dared to take her in the middle of the night. Who dared to lock her in some sort of basement and not feed her for days. She had a right to be scared because she was only three years old. So young, so innocent. She was awakened by the sounds of gunshots, which made her even more frightened than she already was. Followed by the sounds of gunshots, the sound of the basement door opened- a sound she became all too familiar with. Three men she didn't recognize came down the stairs, two of them pointing a gun at her causing her to coward away. "Stand down." The man in the suit ordered before taking cautious steps towards her. He took off his shaded glass before taking a kneel to examine the young girl more. He could see her shaking, he could see the growing bruises on her once soft skin, and he could see how skinny she grew. He felt remorse, a feeling had never felt before. With a snap of his fingers, the man carrying the guns hurried to snap the chain from around her neck and set her free. "Come with me little one. I will protect you." The man spoke softly with his hand held out. She was hesitant, but she had no one left after being told her father died and assumed her siblings had given up on finding her. She had absolutely no one now. Without a second thought, she took the man's hand and seeing that she was weak he carried her small body out of the building and into his car immediately welcoming her were food and a bunch of water. He became her new home...

~~~Carefully, you walked forward until you heard Cipher telling you to stop. Bending down you used you wiped the dust from the cell with your gloved hands and smirked. "Somethings wrong.-- Cipher warned. The tone in her voice told you that what she was saying was the truth. -- A heat radiation should be coming from the safe. There isn't one." "Someone was here before us." You turned to look at your best friend, noticing how he stood still to listen to his surroundings. Quiet had settled upon everyone, waiting for Eli to catch something. With the silence, you heard the sound of cars revving within the trees. "Someone's here." He warned before he and two other men began walking into the forest holding their rifles high. You and the others walked back to the cars, starting them immediately and following behind them. You stopped quickly allowing Eli to hop in behind tailing the people who didn't fall too far in front of you. "You said no one was around for miles," Eli yelled at Cipher. You turned to look at him before changing gears and pushing your foot on the gas more. "They have deceived on their cars showing that they're off-grid. I couldn't see them until now." "How many cars?" "Four. They're heading for the town." "Yeah? They're gonna need a change in plans." Swerving your car, you decided to take a different path- a shortcut, two of your team's cars following behind as the others stayed on the regular route. Eli opened the sunroof, taking his time to stand on your stainless leather seats and point his gun towards the group of cars on your left side. "Targets locked-" "Eli, don't get cocky." With a roll of his eyes, he cocked back his gun and shot in front of the first car creating an explosion. The black vehicle had to swerve around it but continued its trail. "Cipher, which car is it in?" "The car in the middle, red. Looks like they snuggled it in the trunk" "Eli, take the wheel." You put the car on auto-pilot and climbed into the passenger seat as Eli took your seat behind the wheel, take the car back off auto-pilot, and continued at a fast speed. Grabbing a black bandana from your glove department, you tied it around your head making sure your eyes and mouth wouldn't be seen. "Get close to the red one." You ordered your best friend who nevertheless did as told. Gaining the same speed as the red car with two women in it he crept close- practically side to side. Climbing out of the car through the sunroof, you waited till" the car was steady to jump on top of the red car. They tried to swerve and hit the brake to fly you off but the technology on the bottom of your combat boots helped you stay on. Walking towards the trunk, you shot it open and received the first part of Hyper Project. It was about the size of your hand and just holding it already made you feel more powerful. Eli had put the car in auto-pilot before climbing into the passenger seat and opening the driver's door. Swiftly, you jumped into the seat and closed the door before handing Eli the piece and taking him to mask off. Looking towards both women, you watched as their faces turned and their attention was no longer on the road. Shooting them a smirk you began driving fast until you reached the side of the black car, also making eye contact with the two men who sat side by side. You knew who they were, and more than likely they knew who you were which is why you shot them a smile before pulling your emergency brake and turning your wheel so you were driving the opposite way. Mission one is complete. ~~~

"Did y'all see that woman? -- Roman asked with his voice raised. Everyone remained quiet, especially the main three. Dom, Jacob, and Mia. They were in shock, they didn't know how to feel upon seeing you. They thought you were dead. -- She jumped onto their car and got half of the device without shooting a bullet. She was even sticking to the roof no matter how hard they tried to shake her off. Who the fuck had that kind of technology?" "Do one of you wanna tell them or should she just remain a secret?" Letty asked. She leaned back into her chair only making direct eye contact with the three siblings whose gazees were glued to the ground. "Tell us what-. You know what, don't answer that. 'Cause the last time, I asked we were dealing with him, a Toretto." Roman pointed towards Jacob who rolled his eyes at him. The room got quiet and that's only when the others started to connect the dots. You were a Toretto. "So you mean to tell us we're dealing with another Toretto? One who has upstaged technology and is searching for a weapon that can control every living person in the universe? Are you bloody serious?" Deckard irritatedly asked the group. Some felt his frustration. The last time they took on Toretto In war, Jacob, they were so close to death. Now there was another Toretto to stop. Some wondered how many more Toretto's there were left. "Dom-- Han's voice was small but demanding causing Dominic to search within his eyes. -- Who is she?" "Her name is Y/n Toretto. The youngest, the last Toretto." "What happened to her?" ~~~ ...Early 1989...

"Did you brush your teeth?" Dom asked his little sister as he carried her to her bedroom. The moon shined brightly in the sky and the house was quiet meaning almost everyone had gone to sleep. "Yes." "Did you say goodnight to dad, Jacob, and Mia?" "Yeah. I said goodnight." "Did you pray?" "Mhm-hmm." "Good girl." Dom complimented his youngest sister. Genty he tucked her into bed and sat on the edge as he looked down at her tired face. He withdrew the silver cross necklace each Toretto had from his neck and snapped it around hers causing a bright small smile to grow on her face. Dom never thought about ever having to choose a favorite sibling, he loved them all the same. But Y/n was special. She always held a very special place in his heart that not even Mia nor Jacob could compare to. But still, he loved all his siblings with all of his heart. "Dad gave me that, just like the one he has and the one he gave Jacob. Now, you and Mia have one. It symbolizes who we are. We're Toretto's-" "And we don't give up easily." She finished. He smiled brightly at the girl, gently rubbing the hair out of her face. "That's right y/n/n. You're the smartest three-year-old I know." "Daddy taught me." "He taught you right. Get some rest kiddo, we have a big day tomorrow." "Goodnight Dom." He kissed her goodnight before turning off her light and making his way towards the garage where his father was working. The night grew more and more, and eventually, the whole house was sound asleep in their perspective rooms oblivious to the noises at the front door. Two men dressed in all black with masks managed to break in without a single sound. Cautiously and quietly, they trailed upstairs on a mission to kill Jack or torture him for money. Slowly they opened Jack's bedroom door but found it empty. They didn't know he was wide awake in the garage continuing his work on his car. Forming a different plan they opened the first door they came to and saw a little girl sound asleep in her bed. "Take her." The taller one ordered the other. The other man looked at his partner in disbelief. "No man. Kidnapping a little girl was not part of the plan." "Don't question me about the plan. Jack isn't here and the only thing more important to him other than racing is his family. Look at the necklace around her neck, she's a Toretto man. Take her." Hesitantly the man walked into her room and slapped his hand over her mouth muffling her little cries of help. He replaced his hand with a piece of tape and threw her over his shoulder as they both hurried out of the house making sure to leave a note where Jack would see.

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You Killed My Reason To Love (Pt.2)

~Paring~ Mickey Altieri x Fem! Reader ~Catagory~ Scream Series ~Warning(s)~ Mentions of death, language,

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"I'm gonna get closer," Randy announced as he emerged with the group of reporters seemingly blending in easily. The chief of police had volunteered to come down to Winsdor college and say a few words about the passing of the two former college students Maureen Evens and Phil Stevens, two people who just wanted to see a movie and enjoy their night. You prayed to God that they were just at the wrong place at the wrong time. You didn't wanna have to go through this torture again, being chased and hunted by two psychopaths that only wanted to see everyones insides on the out; bonus for a view of your heart. And if there is a new killer copying the other two who ruined your life for the worse then he was changing the rules, and he was gonna make his sequel one to remember which meant Sidney would once again be the final girl. Good luck to you.

As you and Sidney sat on a bench twisting your necks to watch and listen to the chief's words, the others; Mickey, Derek, and Hallie stood behind watching and listening as well. Mickey had his camera out awaiting in his hand so he could capture something good for his in-making film. Probably hoping to catch a live-view murder. He stood behind you almost protectively; though he wouldn't admit it out loud he was quite jealous of all the men who also had to opportunity to touch you but most of all he was jealous of Randy. He hated the way he looked at you, he hated how closer you two were, and he hated that you'd always have more history with him rather than him. He wanted to be the one for you, he didn't wanna watch Randy steal his spot. "That's her?" Derek asked, more to Sidney who nodded towards Gale in the front row. Of course, Gale was here in the flesh and in the front row, she was always chasing the fame, even after all she's been through. She stood there, listening as her black bob with red streaks blew with the wind behind her. "Hello girls, enjoying yourselves?" You all watched as a group of sorority girls approached the five of you with perky smiles and little clothes. Pray. "Hello, sister Lois, Sister Murphy." Hallie greeted with a kind smile and a small bow. Hallie was always the kindest and most respectful one out of the whole group. She was pure and innocent. And at one point in time; two years ago, that used to be Sid. "Hello, pledge. Hi Y/n and Sidney." "Hey," You and Sid said simultaneously whilst looking at each other with uncomfortable looks. You both knew they were trying to get you to join their sorority for the attention and drama that came along with it. They've been trying ever since you both applied for Winsdor, but neither of you had the time to put into joining a sorority. If you were being honest, you just didn't have the patience. "Omg, this must be flat-out hell for the both of you. How are you guys holding up?" "Uh, well, we manage." "It's really weird, isn't it? To think this fuss is all because of you two! I mean, not directly, but in some six-degree-of-Kevin Bacon way, ya know?" "So, Hallie, are you going to bring your friends to our little martini mixer tonight?" The brown-haired girl asked with a small smile on her face. You could see it was forced, the way her eyes crinkled just gave it away. The attention she sought was oblivious, it was written all over her face. No, you definitely wanted no part in that. Instantly you shook your head no, Sid responded verbally making up an excuse but Hallie told them you'd all be there. You couldn't help but roll your eyes at her; noting that she only did that to get on the girl's good side. "Good, because we have our eyes on you. Both of you."She clarified before they all walked off. Mickey nudged your shoulder while also displaying a giddy smirk on his face. "I can already see it. Y/n the preppy schoolgirl who dresses like that." "Oh, so you're saying you don't like the way I dress?" "Oh, no, I do. I love the way you dress, baby-" He leaned in closer brushing his lips lightly against your cheek making you blush. -But I prefer you more undressed." "Of course you do." "Oh my god." Sid gasped immediately getting your attention. You followed her gaze and let your mouth fall agape when you saw the same person she saw. It was Dewey Riley in all of his almost better glory looking around the campus like he was lost.

Instantly you felt bad and the strings on your heart tugged more when Sidney grabbed your hand and started leading you towards the confused-looking man. You didn’t mean to but you forcefully pulled your arm away - Sidney turned to look at you instantly, worried.

“What’s wrong?” “I Uh… I can’t. I already made his life a living hell, I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t want to see me.” “Y/n, it wasn’t you and it wasn’t your fault.” “I’m sorry, Sid. I can’t.” She sighed deeply before giving you a reassuring smile and making her way towards Dewey. You went back to your spot, grabbed your things, and started to leave right when Randy had come back, missing everything that had happened. “What happened?” “He uh, showed up and something about Y/n making his life a living hell. What’d she do?” “Oh shit. I’ll catch you guys later. Tell Sid I went with Y/n.” Randy concluded as he ran to catch up with you leaving Hallie, Mickey, and Derek utterly confused.

~With Sídney & Dewey~

“Hey, Sid.” Dewey warmingly smiled as he accepted the hug Sid offered. Two years without seeing each other, it’s really been that long. Though Dewey and Sidney never lost contact, since Tatum died tragically Sidney became Dewey’s surrogate sister. She reminded him so much of Tatum; she had Tatum’s genuine smile but you, you had Tatum’s everything. You had her eyes but most importantly you had her beautiful and outstanding personality.

If Sid was here, he knew you were also here. He wanted to speak to you and see how you were doing but when he searched for you nearby or even in the crowds he found himself disappointed when he couldn’t spot you. Sidney took notice of this and the frown on his face became visibly clear.

“I’m sorry, Dewey. She thinks she ruined your life because she’s related to Stuart Macher-- Sid sighed as she explained. Dewey didn’t see you that way. He understood that Stu Macher was your cousin and it hit you the hardest when you found out what he did to your friends and tried to kill you, but it wasn’t your fault. It never was. He understood that, he just needed you to understand that. -- I tried telling her that it wasn't her fault. That no one thinks it was her fault but I guess she would listen unless it actually came from you." "Well, I can't exactly tell her that none of this is her fault if she continues to avoid me." "I know. We're trying." "We're?" "Yeah. Me and Randy." Dewey's smile grew wider at the mention of Randy. He knew Randy had survived the killings back in 1996, but he didn't expect for him to be here on campus with both you and Sid. Apart from him wanting to believe that Randy moved far away, forgot all about the horrors of that night, and found himself a nice girlfriend to settle down with. Apart from him wanted to make up a bunch of stories that weren't true for his friends, but it was better than reality. "In a way, hearing that the three of you are together and safe makes me feel better. Especially since..." "Yeah, Y/n, and I think it's happening again. Deep down we know Randy does too despite him denying it. Since what happened a couple years ago it's best to stay open-minded you know?" "Yeah. That's actually why I'm here. Of course, I came to see you guys, but I wanted to talk to Randy and get his intake with this." "Of course. How about we all meet up for lunch?" "Sounds like a plan." With another quick hug, Sidney was off- joining her friends once again and heading back inside the building getting ready for her next class. ~With Randy & Y/n~ "Y/n, it's not your fault. We all know that." Randy tried to assure the worried girl as he watched her pace back and forth inside her dorm room. "Look me in the eyes and tell me that you wouldn't suspect me as a killer if this is happening again. I mean, it's practically in my fucking blood-" "Y/n-- Randy grabbed ahold of the girl's shoulders shutting her up and making her look at him with wide eyes. In a way, he knew she was right. A part of him did kinda suspect her despite knowing her for years and knowing that she couldn't be capable of something like this. His love for her ran deeply which is why he couldn't let his horror logic fall in between the lines of realistic logic. If this was happening again, it wasn't her. -- I couldn't begin to understand how you feel right now. But I do know one thing. You are not capable of what they did. Okay? Listen to me, this wasn't you. You are not a suspect." You let a few shaky breaths escape from your lips as you pulled Randy into a very much-needed hug, which he gladly returned. "Thank you, Randy." "Anytime. Now, Sid just texted me and asked if we were up for lunch with Dewey. Are we?" Were you? Were you ready to face the man who might've held you responsible? Maybe you were just overthinking. But what if you weren't? Randy could see the gears in your head turning, but he didn't want to interrupt your thinking process in fear of maybe saying the wrong thing. "Yeah, we're up for it." "Good. You can always change your mind too. Dewey would understand." "No, I'm ready." "Alright. I'll text Sidney." As Randy pulled his phone out, you could hear the faint soft knocks on your dorm door. Immediately you knew it wasn't Sidney nor Hallie considering they were in class right now and they had a key. After sharing a quick look with Randy, you opened the door standing face to face with a concerned-looking Mickey on the other side. "Oh, sorry. I-I just saw you leave in such a hurry and thought I should check up on you. Didn't know you had company." His voice was two-toned. It was from sympethic to irratation. Was it the thought of being alone in your dorm room with randy? you thought. Indeed it was, but you weren't sure. "Mhm-hmm, and how did you know she was here, Micky?" "A lucky guess, Randy." "Yeah,

well you found her. You can leave now." "Randy, I love you and I appreciate you, but I think Mickey has it from here." "Yeah, Mickey got it from here. Bye-bye Randy." Randy scoffed at the boy before looking you dead in your eye searching for any sign of pleading. He was genuinely worried about your safety and Mickey showing up here out of the blue kinda through him off. "Are you sure you'll be okay with this Dofus?" "I'm positive, Meeks. Just pick me up when it's time for lunch." "Alright. See ya soon. You lay a hand on her, Altieri, and I'll break it." "Bye Randy." Randy had excused himself out of your dorm, leaving only you and Mickey. The atmosphere became quiet, but what were you supposed to say to somebody who was only your friend with benefits. "So, I heard you got a date with Nadia tonight. Hope you have fun." "It's not a date." "Well, whatever it is, have fun." You said genuinely with a smile. He hated you for it. He hated how genuine you sounded and how you actually meant what you said. He didn't want a random chick he drunkenly met at a party, he wanted you. He wanted all of you, he just didn't know how to ask. No, scratch that. He didn't know what your response would be. "Mickey, is everything okay?" "Uh, yeah... Well, I'm gonna go seeing as you have somewhere to be in a few hours and I'll- I'll catch you later." "Mickey, you know you can talk to me about anything right?" "Yeah, yeah. I'll catch you later." Without another word, he left leaving you by yourself with your thoughts. Somewhere deep down you wanted him to ask you out officially and you would've said yes, but you also knew that it'd never happen. The only things you were worried about not were the ongoing murder investigation and the lunch with Dewey. You wondered how'd that go.

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Dating Elliot Would Include...

Warnings; Language, implied smut, loads of fluff

him telling you chessy pick-up lines when you were friends

him being nervouse to ask you out (afriad that you'll say no)

after convincing from both Rue and Jules, he finally askes you out

him needing help from Rue and Jules to plan the perfect date

making it his mission to make you smile and laugh all throughout the date

You absulotuly loving the date

"Thank you, Elliot. I had so much fun."

"Anything for my best girl."

Doing anything just to make/see you blush.

Him walking you home afterwards so he knows you got home safe

him nervously asking you to offically be his girlfriend

"I don't know. Would you maybe... like to be my girlfriend? Offically I mean. It's totally cool if you say no, 'cause i like understand and shit-"

You having to cut him off with an exciting kiss and tell him you accept.

You two finally dating and everyone knows.

His love lanugae being physical touch

allowing him to hold you or your hand whenever he likes because you know how much he loves it

him kissing you regularly because he loves the feeling of your lips and the blush on your cheeks after

making out is like a regular thing now with him

helping him write his songs or just listening to him play

SLEEPOVERS!!!!

neither of your parents really caring, so sleeping in eachother beds with a lot of cuddles

him teaching you how to play gutair

him teaching you how to skateboard because why not?

him literally being your soulmate

both of you spenmding less time with Rue and Jules but occasionally seeing them

you getting on his ass for doing drugs but understanding why he does it

him apologizing

"Ellie, there are drug marks on the fucking counter."

"I'm sorry baby. I promise no more after this. I'm done."

you taking his word because you know when he's ready he'll quit.

Smoking weed together and getting so fucking high

him letting you play in his blonde curls

you letting him braid you hair (if it's long enough of course)

him massaging your scaple (if you have short hair)

him making sure your first time together is speical (rose peddals everywhere, soft music, warm bath water)

Him going slow and making sure you're enjoying yourself

him being goofy and trying to make you laugh because he loves the sound of your laugh

Him teaching you a few new things

you teaching him a few new things (lol)

He literally worships you

him giving you unexpected feet massage

him getting jealous when you tell him your hanging with Fezco and Ashtray

You getting jealous when he purposely talks to another girl who's all up on him

Getting mad at him 'cause you found out he did that on purpose

not talking to him for weeks even when he tried to aplogize

Rue getting tired of both of yall shit so she purposely sets you both up so you can talk

Him being the first to aplogize beacuse he loves you and wouldn't trade you for the world.

him being the first to say 'I love you'

"Baby, i fucking love you. So fucking much."

"I love you too, Ellie."

him making sure you keep your grades up because he knows your too smart to fall behind

you helping him with his grades

you both gradtuating with smiles on your faces

both of you moving out of East Highland

talking about babies and building a family

him giving you a baby (its a boy)

you both living happily and marrily together

The End...

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Bigger, Badder, & Bolder…

*Requested* Lol can it be were I’m best friends with Stiles but I secretly like him and once he turn into void he likes to tease and taunt me and I can’t help but find it really hot, so when I’m home alone trying to study more about the nogistine he pops up and starts teasing how flustered I am and how he knows I like this bad side and we both share a moment and kiss and it gets heated from there, are you comfortable writing smut? If so you can add it lol :) {A.N| Sorry It took too long. One of our birthdays is in February and the other is in March, so we're trying to take some time off to celebrate but we're trying to write and edit as much as we can. And reader's gender wasn't really clear so I hope you don't mind, we made the reader female. Sorry if it's a little trash, this is out first time writing a full smut. Here's post/update 1/3, enjoy} @gpiggy98 (Paring) Stiles Stilinski x Fem! Reader, Void Stiles x Fem! Reader (Catagory) Smut, Smut, Smut (Warning{s}) Language, Major Smut!!! Hair pulling. Unprotected Sex. Creampie, corny, and probably trash. Every character is 18 + and everything is legal. If you continue to read you are confirming that you are 18+. Enjoy

The night in Beacon was hot but your air conditioning blasting throughout your apartment outweighed it. You sat on your living room floor in between your dark royal blue leather couch and your glass coffee table. On the table in front of you sat a warm cup of coffee, your laptop, a few colorful pens, and your notebook filled with notes you had previously already written down. You were stressed and sleep-deprived but you were also determined. Determined to get this one thing done for a friend you really deeply cared about. You looked at the clock- 3:25 in the morning. If this didn't prove how in love with Stiles you were, then nothing would. You were debating wheater or not you wanted to call it a night or if you should continue, the decision making hard and putting you under more stress. Your warm hands ran down your face slowly trying to relieve the stress but to no avail. In the middle of trying to de-stress two quick knocks sounded at your door. God, who would be here at this ungodly hour? You removed yourself from your floor and made your way to your brown oak wooden door, opening it. You let out an annoyed sigh when you saw no one was there. You slammed the door shut, locking it once more before turning around to return to your seat, but when you turned you let out a yelp at the boy sitting on your couch. "Stiles! You nearly gave me a heart attack. What are you doing here so late?" "Sorry. Just came to check on you, Princess." It wasn't until your friend spoke that you realized this wasn't your friend. His voice was deeper than its usual, he had grown reddish purplish bags under his eyes, and his hair was messy. This was Void. "Void?" "Well, it definitely isn't the nerd. Would the nerd check in on you at this ungodly hour?" His taunting and teasing were clear but the question actually made you think, would he? "I don't know actually, but it's always nice to have company." You admitted as you went to seat next to him on the couch. You watched as his eyes traveled from your figure and towards the things on your table. He read over your highlighted notes and looked over your laptop screen. You could practically see the gears in his head turn as he continued to read. "Hey, don't read that." You hurriedly closed your laptop and your notebook and joined him back on the couch watching as he now turned his attention on you. Now you felt bad... "Don't worry, Princess, nothing I haven't already seen or heard." His statement was meant to be a joke, but you couldn't laugh. You felt really bad. "I'm sorry if that made you feel...bad." You apologized sincerely. At that, he laughed. Finding your apology both comforting and... cute. "Now I see why the nerd likes you." "Hey, he's not a nerd. And h-he likes me?" "Yeah. All he does is talk about you and think about you. Can't say I really blame him." What?! You felt stupid, all this time your friend who you've been crushing on for years had the same feelings for you and on top of that so did his Nogitsune- apparently. What were you supposed to do with that? You could feel your face starting to heat up, you could only imagine how you looked. "You like it when I act like this, huh? I can smell you, Princess. I can smell the arousal between your legs and I can sense it." He teased with a smirk swatching as your face grew redder almost the color of a tomato. Quick, say something smart back. "Oh my god, Why are you smelling me?" "Well, it's not much of a choice." You couldn't help the scoff that escaped your lips. Why did it seem like he was making fun of you? The atmosphere became quiet, the only noise being the tv in the background. There were no words you wanted to exchange with the nogitsune that you haven't already said before. Your eyes traveled towards the tv, watching the old black and white romantic sitcom that played in the middle of the night. Two couples sat on the couch, similar to you and Void, and argued about god knows what. From the corner of your eyes, you could see Void watching you like a hawk. His eyes watching your every move. Watching the way you

licked your lips every now and then, watching when you moved around to avoid the arousal being too much. He watched your every move. "Do I make you nervous, Babygirl?" "No, you don't." "I may be over a thousand years old but I'm not stupid." "Whatever." You dismissed as quickly as the conversation started. You couldn't deny the amount of wetness messing up your lace underwear from just hearing his voice. Everything about this man, both of these men, just did something to you. "Can I kiss you?" The question made your head turn drastically but your wetness only pooled more. You hesitantly nodded your head, yes, and that was all he needed to clash his lips against yours in a passionate kiss. Your back rested against the armrest of the couch and your arms wrapped around his neck, his around your waist pulling you closer to him as humanly possible. Your tongues fought for dominance but instantly he won. Slowly your hands made their way up his shirt, feeling his warm skin and his defined chest against your soft fingers. It was all going so well until he stopped your hands and broke the kiss. "What's wrong?" You asked panting trying to catch your breath as he just starred into your e/c eyes. "I'm dangerous." He sighed, almost sounding like he was trying to convince himself. Your hands caressed his face gently, though he tried to back away from you, you wouldn't let him. "No, you're not dangerous." "How can you say that when it is written in bold and highlighted in your notes? Everyone knows it. The nerd knows it, I know it...v you even know it." "Stop. Yes, you are dangerous, there is no doubt about that. But, who isn't? I almost murdered someone who messed with me and my friends, I didn't know what I was doing, I was out of control. Look, what I'm trying to say is, yes you are dangerous but there's more than just that side to you Void. Since you've met me, you have been nothing but kind and respectful." His bad-boy act was gone and replaced as his eyes began to water. He tried so hard not to cry in front of you, making him seem weak and so far it was working. You couldn't believe you had managed to break Void's wall down to the point he was venting to you in the middle of the night as he laid in between your legs. "I don't wanna hurt you?" "Void, if you wanted to hurt me you would've done it already. No doubt." You tried to convince. And it worked. After hearing your reassurance he placed his lips right back on yours and kissed you slowly. This kiss was different. It was still passionate but it was also filled with a lot of love. His hands travel down to the hem of your shirt, tugging slightly- asking for permission to take it off your body to which you responded with a head nod. Disconnecting your lips to take off both of your shirts and your bra, Void couldn't help but admire you. "God, you have no idea what you do to me-- He whispered seductively in your ear. He couldn't believe the situation he manage to get himself in. He let his lips trail down from your ear and onto your neck making sure to placemarks everywhere.-- Are you sure about this?" "Yes. I'm sure." Your words and the sound of your voice encouraged him to trail his lips down further until he was hovering over your exposed breast. Immediately, he started kneading one as he took the other in his mouth, sucking and lapping at it pulling a quiet moan from you. He did the same to the other side before gently pulling both your pajama shorts and underwear down fully exposing you. "Fuck. You're fucking beautiful." "Take a picture, it'll last longer." You teased at his staring. He smirked as he looked back into your eyes. "Are you offering me to take a picture of you, fully exposed for me? That's very naughty, princess. I think naughty girls deserve to be put in their place, don't you?" "Yes." Your words came out as a whisper when you felt his warm fingers start to draw circles on your clit. God, the power this man had over you was ridiculous. "Fuck, Princess, you're dripping." "Can you stop teasing?" "Now, that's no way to ask. Maybe if you asked

nicely-" "Please. Please, Void, touch me. Please..." "See? Wasn't so hard." He teased as he eased two digits at a slow pace. You gasped a moan, feeling his fingers inside of you knuckles deep. He loved the faces you were making for him, the sounds coming out of your mouth encouraging him to go faster and deeper. "Fuck, Void. I'm gonna cum." You moaned loudly, no longer caring if your neighbors woke up to the loud obnoxious moaning. Immediately, Void pulls his fingers from you, making you whine and his smirk. "No, don't whine. If you're gonna cum it's gonna be on our cock." His voice was morphed. It no longer only sounded like him. It sounded like Void and Stiles joined together making you feel this kind of pleasure and in some way, it turned you on more. In a rush, Void slid down both his pants and boxers and you watched his cock sprung free hitting his lower abdomen. You literally drooled at the sight. He fisted it, watching as it grew harder and the tip redder. Dipping down to capture your lips with him again, he rubbed his cock with your wetness creating just enough lube as he pushed in and bottom out inside of you- breaking the kiss to groan and look at your face. He noticed your discomfort but after assuring him that it was nothing to worry about, he calmed down more. After getting comfortable with the feeling, you told him to continue which he happily did. His pace started to slow matching the pace he kissed you with taking pleasure as he felt your moans through the kiss. "Please. You can go faster." "Sure thing, princess." In one swift movement he flipped you over so you were laying on your stomach with your back arched- and with no hesitation, he started to rail you from behind with a fist full of your hair. The only sounds heard throughout the apartment were the sound of skin slapping and your loud moans. "Fuck, princess. You're so wet." "Mhmm, all for you." You moaned again, feeling your climax near. Void/Stiles speed up his hips, going faster, deeper, rougher. Your climax had hit you so fast, you had no time to warn the boy behind you. He just felt you clench around his cock tightly as a flow of your liquid dripped from you. "Oh fuck, I'm 'bout to cum princess." "Mhmm cum in me, please." "Your wish is my command." *** After that night it was safe to say that the both of you, the three of you were never separated. That night also gave Stiles the confidence to finally ask you out, in which you had said yes.

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You're Not Alone Anymore

~Requested~ Can it be from Teen Wolf with Stiles Stilinski we’re we are best friends and I’m a banshee and I’m over at his house studying and we’re joking around telling sarcastic jokes and playful fighting when I have a banshee sense and start to freak out and scream he tries to calm me down when we end up kissing and it’s all sweet lol thanks :) also, can you tag me in it? @gpiggy98 |Catagory| Imagine |Theme| Teen Wolf |Paring| College! Stiles Stilinski x Banshee! Reader |Warning(s)| Minor language, mentions of death, fluff, not proofread but will be 2/13/22 ~~~ When life gives you lemons, you're supposed to take advantage of them. Use them for the greater good and do something for others besides yourself. Like some mishap miracle, you're granted a banshee. Banshee; a spirit in the form of a wailing woman who appears to or is heard by a member of a family as a sign that one of them is about to die. You were that banshee.

Using your spare key, you entered Stiles's two-bedroom loft. Like always when you planned to come over, his loft was spotless. Every pillow on the right couch, every blanket folded neatly and placed in a knitted wool basket, and no speck of dust to be seen. When his place looked like a tornado had swiped past, he still took the time to leave his loft looking presentable to you because valued your opinion very much. After taking your shoes off, setting them by the door, and dropping your bag on his black leather couch you began up the stairs on a mission to find Stiles. He knew you were coming, you guys planned this two days ago, but the loft seem quiet -- too quiet. "Stilinski? Hope you're not trying to scare me because that would be a really terrible idea on your end." You joked with a fake laugh. The game room is filled with old arcade games and a huge flat screen smart tv was empty, where he'd always be which seemed odd to you. Had he left and not told you? You thought. As you continued to walk down the lightly dimmed hall towards his bedroom, you pulled out your phone and dialed his number ready to yell at him if he answered. After a few rings, you heard his phone ringing behind his door. Quietly and slowly you opened the door and peeked in, seeing Stiles starfished in his bed lightly snoring. At this, you laughed. Knowing Stiles since high school you learned a few things. No matter what this boy did even if it was something small, he was always tired afterward. He spent his free time either hanging out with you or in his bed asleep and you couldn't honestly blame him. College is stressful on a different level. "Stiles," You sang whilst you gently laid on his back in the same starfish position he was in. When he showed no sign of waking up, you rubbed your nose playfully against his cheek, tickling him like you always did in order to wake him up. He started to stir a little, finding that very difficult to do when he noticed you made yourself comfortable on his back. "Y/n," "Yes, Stilinski?" "I love you, you know that right?" "Yes, love you too." "Good. So you wouldn't be mad if I just knocked you off of me right?" "No, I would be furious." "Understandable. Why are you starfished on me?" "Because you're starfished on your bed and I was trying to wake you up. Now come on, get up. We have to study for our exam." Removing yourself off of him and onto the other side of the bed, allowed him to fully get up and stretch his sleeping muscles so he was fully awake. It wasn't until your eye traveled down his body when you realized he was shirtless, and damn did he look good shirtless. "You know if you're going to stare you mind as well take a picture. It'll last longer." "Haha, trust me, Stilinski. If I wanted to stare at a toned-chiseled chest all day I'd call Scott or maybe even Derek." "Oh really? You sure 'cause you got a little drool right there-" He pointed towards your chin and you slapped his hand away with a playful glare. "How about you hurry up and I'll be waiting on your wonderful cold couch." "Sounds like a plan, princess." "Whatever." You would never dare to admit it out loud but you had a crush on Stiles ever since Scott introduced you two junior year and quite frankly you have no idea why. Maybe it was the way his smile lit up a room, the way he made you laugh even when you were down, maybe it was the way he was always gentle with you and never forced you into anything. Maybe it was everything about him. When you had finally made it down the last step, you sat down on the cool couch and started taking out your notes and textbook. In front of you, Stiles's curtains were opened, letting the moon glisten in and you see a wonderful view of all of New York. "Hey, I forgot to go to the store and grab some snacks but if you wanna cook something up you're more than welcomed to." "Aw, if you like my cooking so much Stiles all you had to do was ask." "Actually your cooking reminds me of my mother's so by all means be my guest." "Whatever loser." You were about to open your textbook to the right page when

you felt a pillow hit the side of your face violently. With your mouth agape, you turned to look at Stiles who held the same pillow in his hands trying so hard not to laugh. Seeing your face he held his hands up in defense but you were having none of it. You took the closest pillow next to you and slapped him back a bit forcefully making him slightly fall back. He had started a war and planned to finish it. By now, you both played fighting with the pillow, feathers spread all around you like a perfect horror movie scene. Then... you felt it. The same feeling you always dreaded and not far behind the feeling was an image that popped up in your head. It was a little girl wearing a baby blue dress with white butterflies and a matching headband crossing the street innocently until a truck came out of nowhere and hit her, splattering blood over everyone who was near. Suddenly you screamed loudly, your voice sounding like a midevil siren as blood substituted for tears in your eyes. In your hair, a piece of white started to form, just a few strands turning it to your now officially hair color. "Hey, hey. It's okay. You're not alone anymore." Stiles comforted you on the floor, letting his hands tangle into your scalp and through your hair. He buried your face in his chest as he continued to quietly shush you and lull you back to reality. After a few minutes, you had started to calm down letting the softness of Stiles's voice bring you back to where you were. When you felt strong enough you lifted your head from his chest and looked up at him. "I'm sorry-" "No, no. Don't apologize. Are you feeling better?" He asked in a whisper, grabbing a tissue from the table in front of him to wipe the red stains under your eyes. He had never seen anything like this before but he still decided to not ask questions. He respected your privacy and whatever you weren't ready to tell him he understood. Your eyes met his as you searched for comfort. But there was no need to search when it was literally right in front of her. You noticed how he started to lean in a bit hinting that he maybe wanted to kiss you and you couldn't help but lean more, granting him every access. His hand caressed your face gently and your noses touched. "Can I kiss you?" He asked, his voice barely above a whisper. You could feel your eyes flutter shut as you nodded your head yes and without any signs of hesitation he pulled you in closer letting his lips clash into your passionately. You both waited forever for this moment, for this perfect moment and it was finally here but at the worst time possible. You pulled away with fear painted in your eyes. "Oh my god, the little girl." In a hurry, you got up from the floor and started putting your shoes on, Stiles right behind you still confused. "What girl?" "The little girl that lives upstairs. She's about to die..."

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You Killed My Reason To Love (Pt.1)

|Paring| Mickey Altieri x Fem! Reader|Catagroy| Series|Warning(s)| Language, mentions of death, mentions of sex ~~~ The bright sun shines through your light grey curtains waking you up from your deep slumber. Immediately your head throbbed feeling like an earthquake in your minbrane. You clicked your eyes a few times to adjust to the suddenly bright room, stopping in your tracks when you noticed a man laying on his stomach facing away from you on the other side of your bed. You immediately shot up, your heart pounding fastly through your chest making you wince.

You were drunkenly blacked out so your memories from last night were gone but here you were naked under the covers with a stranger soundly asleep next to you. You didn't know what to say or do considering the circumstances but you were too in thought to try and do anything. "Good Morning, beautiful." A familiar voice boomed through the quiet room. You turned your head quickly to see Mickey Altieri on the other side of your bed smirking up at you as he still lay flat on his stomach. You let out a relieved sigh as you laid back down on your back and rubbed your hands down your face rubbing away any tiredness you had left in your system. Mickey could see how stressed and tense you were and became and he worried. "What's wrong?" "I thought you were some stranger I didn't know. I was about to do the walk of shame in my own home." You laughed, seeming less awkward than you were when you woke up. Mickey sat up this time letting the silk black sheets fall down his defined chest and stop at his low v-line. There was no denying that this man was sexy as fuck and you still couldn't believe that you slept with him and didn't remember any of it. You wanted to remember the way he made you moan his name on repeat, the way he made you cum over and over again, you wanted to remember the way his hands felt roaming your body and you wanted to feel the way his body felt against yours. Mickey could see the frown appearing on your face and couldn't help but delicately lift your head up with his pointer and thumb making you look into his glistening brown orbs."What's going on inside your head, beautiful?" "I-. I can't believe I was so drunk last night that I can't remember how your hands felt on me. That and this terrible headache that's forming in my head right now. How much did you let me drink?" Mickey moved a piece of your hair behind your ear as a smirk began to show on his face. He dipped his head down and captured your lips with his-- kissing you so softly and so passionately. "In my defense, I took your cup and gave you a water bottle but you traded it for more shots and we could always relive the night, minus the drinking." "No, we don't have time. We have to get to class in an hour." "You're right. I'll make us some coffee while you get ready?" "Mhm, you're the best." "I know. Though I love it when it comes out of your mouth." he joked with a cocky smirk on his face. He pecked your lips a few more times before rolling out of bed-- the blanks that covered him now leaving him completely exposed. He threw on his disregarded grey sweats and headed downstairs towards the kitchen.When he was out of sight, it was your turn to roll out of bed and head towards your connecting bathroom. You met Mickey through your best friend Randy. Though you and Mickey weren't officially a thing, you still fucked from time to time, creating a friends-with-benefits type of relationship. You met Randy in Woodsboro along with Sidney. After surviving a mass killing supported by your other two friends; Billy Loomis and Stu Macher, the three of you had agreed to move to California and attend Windsor college together.You'd call Mickey if you had nightmares from that night. He was the person you talked to or hangout with if you didn't feel safe alone. He slowly became your person and you became his. Your thoughts were interrupted when you felt large hands wrapping around your waist and soft lips kissing a trail up your neck. "Are you sure your okay? You seem like you're in another world. Is something bothering you?" "Nope. I promise I'm fine. How's coffee duty going?" "Hot and ready for my best girl to drink." "Mhm, thank you." Your eyes closed when his lips nipped on that one part of your neck that made you slightly moan. Mickey knew your body like the back of his hand so he knew exactly what he was doing and how'd you react. He loved hearing you moan, he loved how good you tasted and how wet you'd get from him. More importantly, he loved your smile and how soft your lips and skin were, he loved how open-minded you are

and how kind you are to people even after all you've been through. He loved how easily you trusted him when he could easily gut you starting from your throat and making his way down to your stomach-- hitting every major vessel on the way. But... he fell in love with you. A flaw in his plan that he never thought would happen. Since the moment he made eye contact with you he was in deep. "Alright, I'm gonna get dressed get some of that good coffee you made me, and then we can head to class okay?" "Sounds like a plan. Are my clothes still here?" "Yeah. I gave you your own drawer, hope you don't mind. I just didn't wanna mix your clothes with mine and-" "Hey, babe. It's fine. Thank you for giving me a drawer. I'll take advantage of it." He assured with kisses. With one last kiss to his lips, you walked out of the bathroom and began to get dressed. Today's outfit was rather simple. You put on a white silk button-up shirt that you tucked into a black ruffled skirt and the black heel boots that you loved deeply. Once finished you moved on to your hair deciding to keep it down and feathered and after you applied only a little amount of makeup. After grabbing your school bag and your phone off the charger, you ran downstairs-- first pouring your coffee before making sure you left out food for your pet. "Hey, are you ready?" Mickey asked as he jogged down the stairs towards you and his ready cup of coffee. "Yeah. We're taking your car?" "Sure. Come on." *** When you had arrived to film class the first thing you did was search for Randy who was already waiting for you by his desk that was right next to yours. "Hey, nerd." "Hey skinnydip." "Skinnydip?" "I knew you weren't going to remember. I mean you were pretty wasted last night. After your tenth drink or so, you went by the pool and yelled that you were about to skinnydip. You only managed to take off your dress before Mickey grabbed ya and lead ya out."You groaned loudly as you plopped down in your seat still kinda upset that you didn't remember anything from last night. Were you really that drunk? "How badly did I embarrass myself on a scale from zero to ten?" "Well, you told everyone that I was your first which we agreed to keep to ourselves by the way-" "I'm so sorry, Randy. I promise I'll never drink that much again and spill any more of our secrets." "Yeah, like that'll happen." A second later the bell ringed and on time your teacher walked in setting his stuff down by his desk than taking a seat on the edge of the desk."So, today's discussion. Do we have any ideas?" "Slasher movies." "Okay, why slasher movies, Ken?" "Why not? Why not talk about what was Micheal's motive when he decided to murder his family then the whole town? Why not discuss why Freddy only feels powered through teenager's dreams?" "And why do you think Freddy feels powered through teenager's dreams?" "Because he's too much of a pussy to face them in real life. Their dreams are the only place he gets his powers from. He gets off to their fear which makes him stronger, so if someone really wanted to defeat Freddy just don't piss your pants for the man." You explained with a disgusted look on your face. Everyone's eyes were on you; some agreed with you others disagreed."You wish it was that easy. Even if you aren't scared of Freddy he could still kill you in your dreams. Yeah, fear makes him stronger but the dream world makes him unstoppable. The only solution is to not go to sleep." "Oh really? What are you gonna do Randy, never sleep again because of that pervert? Yeah, no thanks." "Okay. How does Freddy get his powers from the dream world?" The teacher asked trying to continue the ongoing discussion. "Well, Krueger's power comes from his prey's memories and emotions upon remembering the abuse they suffered at his hands. He was taking revenge." "That's correct, Y/n. Freddy was more than a slasher. He was a serial killer who preyed on teenagers and their fear. He got off on that fear..." You started to drown out your teacher's voice as your eyes trailed past Randy and out towards

the window. You watched as other students walked through the school's yard and onto another spot on campus. You watched as the heavy breeze brushed against the palm trees making them sway into a little dance. Then, something else caught your eye. The color black was the only thing you saw. Your eyes searched until they landed on a tree, behind the tree you saw him. Your blood turned cold and your body completely stilled as you starred at the same person who crept into your nightmares. Your Freddy Krueger stood behind the tree starring back at you as he waved with the same gutting knife he had two years ago. "Y/n!" You jumped, your body terribly shaking as you looked at Randy who looked at you with concern. On the other side of you, Mickey gave you the same look worried about your well-being while also trying not to show it. "Hey, are you okay? You're shaking." "I uh-" You trailed off looking back towards the window. The figure was now gone and you started to wonder wheater you had been dreaming of him or not. After swallowing the spit that sat in your mouth you looked back at Randy and tried to give him a convincing smile. "I-I'm fine. I guess I had a daymare." You laughed quietly as you closed your eyes for a bit desperately trying to stop the shaking in your hands. Your hands stopped shaking when you felt someone's hand in yours holding it tightly for comfort. You opened your eyes and were met with another pair of brown ones looking back at you. "Thank you." You mouthed to Mickey who smiled at you sweetly. He was so in deep and you had no idea. The class continued with random debates about other movies. You sat quietly only observing the conversation with listening ears. Randy noticed your silence, so did the teacher but he decided not to push you further given what you've been through. The class was almost over; twenty more minutes left on the clock and you couldn't wait. Randy nudged you silently pointing towards the door where Sidney stood looking worried. She ushered for you both to come and you both told her it'll only be a minute until class ended. "I got it. The Godfather part two." Mickey announced, the rest of the class agreeing with him on what random debate they were on. Randy mumbled a line from the movie earning a laugh from the class before the teacher started wrapping up today's lesson. When he had dismissed the class you stood from your desk putting your books in your bags and began walking out of class now waiting for Randy to tag along. "So, Mr. Orginality, how would you make it different?" A girl asked Randy on his way out. Randy turned towards her and looked her dead in the eye as he pulled out-breath spray and sprayed some in his mouth. "I'd let the geek get the girl." He simply said as he joined you and Sid walking out of the school. The moment you hit the doors to join the rest of the students on campus you could hear whispers about the three of you -- nothing new. "Three-hundred people watched and nobody did anything. They thought it was a publicity stunt." "Wait, what happened?" "You didn't watch the news this morning?" "No. She was too busy kissing up to Mickey all morning." "If I didn't know any better I'd say you sound pretty jealous Randy Meeks. Tell me what happened Sid." "Phil Stevens and Maureen Evans were killed last night during the preview of Stab," Sidney explained. You stopped in your tracks-- maybe what you saw in class wasn't a dream. Had Ghostface come back to finish the three of you off? Was Ghostface someone that was closest to you again? You couldn't take this, the not knowing anything. Just when you were starting to feel safe, someone comes and starts killing again making a sequel. "Hey, Y/n, everything is alright. It could've just been an accident. Maybe a viewer brought a real knife and accident stabbed them both. Let's not jump to conclusions." "How can you be in denial after all we've been through Randy?" "Cause I'm not scared of the asshat even if he is back. Hello, Derek. How ya doing?" Derek walks up and immediately greets Sid before greeting you and

Randy. You were happy for Sid. You were happy she moved on from Billy and met someone just as great as her. You watched as Derek pulled Sidney along to walk alone so when Randy tried to follow you grabbed his hand and kept him close by you. Not moving from your spot on the stairs you rested your head on Randy's shoulder, feeling him relax under your touch. "Y/n, if this fucker is back and he's targeting us. I promise I'll protect you like I did in Woodsboro." "Thanks, Ran. But I don't need your protection, though it is always gladly appreciated. I just need this shit to stop happening so we can live happy lives. I wanna grow old and get married, maybe have kids. But I can't do that if I'm being targeted by a complete psychopath for the rest of my fucking life." "I know. From now on, you don't go anywhere without someone with you got it?" "Yeah, I got it, dad."

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Masterlist...

Request are open! Last updated: October 15th, 2022 7:17 pm

Euphoria

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Elliot;

So... Are We Friends?

Unfaithful & Unloyal

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Elliot;

A Star In His Eyes (Ⅰ)

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Elliot;

Dating Elliot Would Include...

Scream (1996-2022)

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Mickey Altieri;

You Killed My Reason To Love Part 1, Pt 2

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IT

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Teen Wolf

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Stiles Stilinski;

A special drink

I believe you

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Stiles Stilinski;

You're Not Alone Anymore

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Stiles Stilinski;

One day, baby

Bigger, Badder, Bolder

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Stiles Stilinski;

Dating Stilies Stilinski would include

Criminal Minds

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Marvel

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The Vampire Diaries

One-shots:

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The Black Phone

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Vance Hopper;

Lovers Rivalry (Ⅰ)

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Fast and Furious;

Series~ Furious with the world (pt.1) (pt.2)

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One Day, Baby

|Paring| Stiles Stilinski x Fem! Reader |Catagory| Smut |Warning(s)| Smut!, PIV, rough-sex, dirty talks, Not proofread ~~~

His large hand-gathered all your hair into one fisted ponytail as he continued to ruin you from behind. With each hard thrust, his pelvis would slap hard against your ass cheeks creating ripples in your skin in which he found himself getting lost in. "F-Fuck- Stiles." You moaned as your back arched deeper into in mattress underneath you. This gave Stiles a new angle to hit in which he ground his hips into yours hitting a spot that made you clench on his length "Fuck baby. That pussy squeezing me so good." He groaned in your ear making sure to hit that same spot rougher repeatedly. You loved when Stiles was vocal. You loved hearing how good you made him feel and vice versa. "Mhmm, you gonna cum for me baby?" He asked, his voice deeper than usual and filled with lust. When he received no verbal response from you he let go of your hair and moved his hand so it was wrapped around your neck. He pulled you up so your back was against his naked cheek and continued to rut into hard. "I asked you a question baby and I need an answer." "Yess. Fuck- yes. I'm gonna cum, Stiles." "Cum for me Y/n." His free hand reached under you and started roughly playing with your clit. That action alone makes you cum so hard wetting the bed and Stiles bottom half completely. You were so thankful that your parents had gone out on a date, leaving you in the house alone. Stiles felt how your pussy clenched tightly around making his hips stutter. After a few more thrusts into you, he pulled out and came on your ass breathing heavily as he did. After catching his breath he leaned down to your ear and started to kiss it. "I almost came inside you, babe." "You should've. It would've felt better than cumming on my ass." Stiles laughed at that as he helped you turn and lay on your back. He laid on top of you with his legs in-between yours and his teeth grazing your neck leaving more marks. "One day baby. One day."

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So...Are We Friends?

Request; Can you do one where the female reader accidentally bumps into Elliot at the New Years' party instead of Rue and when the fight breaks out they dip together and get into some trouble. |Catagory| Drabble |Paring| Elliot x Fem! Reader |Warning(s)| none really, probably fluff, Not proofread ***

Dancing teenagers and the hot smell of alcohol and weed filled the entire house. Everyone gathered together to celebrate the new year coming up as you watched from a corner alone. Rue and Jules were catching up so you decided to give them space and your other friends dispersed in the crowd making it hard to find them.

As a new song started to blare the loudspeakers around you decided it was time for a break. Your bra held one last line of drugs that you planned to get high on before the new year arrived. You made your way through the crowd avoiding all the teens trying to grind themselves on you as you passed and tipped down the hall. You were in search of a private room you could enjoy yourself in and to your luck one door was unlocked. Quickly you went inside and immediately locked the door behind you. You huffed a sigh and turned around to examine the room only to find a boy starring at your the same way you starred at him. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know anyone was in here." "It's fine. I won't tell if you don't." "My lips are sealed." You promised with a small smile on your face. You were about to reach inside your bra to pull out the drug but you stopped yourself remembering about the boy you didn't recognize. Usually, you didn't care about anyone's opinions or what they had to say about apparently stooping so low that you've leaned towards drugs, but the man that stood in front of you suddenly changed that. "What are you doing in here?" You broke the silence. The boy turned towards you with a grin as he nodded for you to come closer. You sat your purse on an empty desk before walking closer to the boy who stood by the washing machine and the dryer. You saw his credit card and a bag half full of white substances. "I'll give you three guesses." He replied smirking. You felt the sudden heat in your cheeks once you made eye contact with the slightly taller boy hoping he wouldn't take notice. Carefully you pulled the little baggie from your bra and shook it in front of his face a little. "You tell me what drug you're doing and I'll tell you mine." His smirk widened at your request and began to tell you the drug he lined perfectly. You did the same as well, splitting the substance into two equal lines for you both to do. After you both sniffed up both drugs take a small break in between you both found yourself sitting on the ground, facing each other, sharing more about yourselves. You learned that his name is Elliot and that he's new to East Highland. You learned about his love for both music and weed and you learned about the meanings of his tattoos. At that moment, the moment where you both exchanged small things about yourselves you knew that you'd grown to like him in the little time you had met him. Your talking had ceased when you both heard a girl scream from the other side of the door. You both grabbed your things and left the room rushing to see what the commotion was. When you had made it to your friends who we gathered in a circle you saw Fezco and Nate fighting-- Fezco beating the shit out of Nate with all he had. "Fez! What the fuck?!" You scream as you tried to pull him off of Nate barely succeeding. When you officially managed to drag Fez off of Nate, Fez seemed to calm down enough to only drag you outside by your arm despite your protest. "Fez, let me go!" You yelled pulling your arm away from his grasp. Only a few feet away you could see your other cousin, Ashtray, in the driver's seat of Fez's car and Rue hiding in the back. "We have to go Y/n." "I'll catch a ride with someone else. Just take Rue home and go straight home. Do not stop anywhere but Rue's home okay? Calm down and fix your knuckles." Fez nodded his head swiftly before walking away from you and into the car. Ash gave you a long look before driving off into the night your friends and Nate right behind them heading to the hospital. "Hey-" You heard a soft voice behind you. You turned to see Elliot with his hands rested in the pockets of her dark grey sweats. "You okay?" "Yeah." "Do you want a ride home?" "No. I actually don't wanna go home and have to deal with my cousin right now." "Okay. Are you up for some trouble?" You looked at Elliot's face seeing a mischievous smirk on his face as his eyes glint just by looking into yours. You smiled and followed him to his car making yourself comfortable in the passenger seat as he began to

drive. "So Y/n, do you drink?" "I'm down." "Alright so you distract the guy behind the desk and I'll get the drinks." "You got yourself a deal." As soon as Elliot pulled up to a gas station you both got out of the car leaving it running. You walked in first after fixing your purple cropped button-up and your black skirt. You undid a few buttons making your breast pop out a bit more and heading directly for the counter. "Well hello there." You flirted showing your pearly whites and your slightly exposed chest. From the corner of your eye, you saw Elliot run to the back so you waited for his signal. "Hello." "Well, aren't you handsome?" The man was tall and white. His eyes were deep brown and his hair was in a buzz cut. There was nothing cute about this man but you had to act-- damn were you a good actor. "Thanks, ma. What you doing here by yourself dressed like that?" "Just came from a party. It got shut down due to a fight so now I'm looking for a good time." The man began to talk about the time you could have with him as your eyes averted to Elliot who sneakingly tipped toes out the store and ushered you to follow. Saying a quick goodbye to the man behind the counter you ran back outside and inside the car feeling Elliot drive away immediately. "That was hot." "There's a lot you don't know about me, Elliot." "So... Are we friends?" You playfully put your pointer on your chin, slightly tapping it as you were in deep thought. Elliot laughed at this constantly taking his eyes off the road to watch you. "Yeah. That'll make us friends, Ellie."

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Dating Stiles Stilinski Would Include...(Headcanons)

A late Christmas special, forgive us. It's been a busy week. But we're making it up for right now, here's this and later we have a Stiles Stilinski gift to give y'all ;) Enjoy

Dating Stiles/ Void Stilinski would include... Theme| Teen Wolf Paring| Stiles Stilinski x Gender Neutral! Reader Warning(s)| Language, mention of light smut

meeting his friends

Lydia not liking you at first but her warming up to you after a while

Derek flirting with you to make Stiles jealous

it working and Stiles almost beating him up badly

"Babe, it's okay. He's just trying to get under your skin."

"I know, I just really wanna punch that smug look off his face."

"I'll do if for you, okay?"

him smiling at your response and talking you home

You meeting his father, Sheriff Stilinski

Him liking you immediately and already telling you that you're a part of the family

you both studying for your test on Monday

him distracting you by placing soft kisses on your neck

you letting out soft moans but immediately covering it up and scolding him about it

him laughing at you about it and steady teasing you

You telling him to stop so you guys could continue to study

"Stiles, come on. We need to study."

"We have all weekend to study babe. Let me make you feel good."

you finally giving in

him knowing how to please every inch of your body

"you like that baby? You're doing so good."

you having a huge praise kink (sorry if you're not into that)

him constantly praising you because he knows how much you loveeee it (again, sorry :)

him liking how your body is so responsive towards him

you both lasting seven rounds before one of you tap out first

him making sure you're clean and comfortable afterward

you both taking a quick nap

him giving you thigh messages (if you're into that), with a hint of a foot massage as well.

him showing you off 25/8

him never leaving your side unless he absolutely has to, him also being very protective of you to the point where he'd die for you

Void occasionally appearing but treating you how Stiles would, though he is a bit rougher than Stiles

both Void and Stiles can't keep their hands off you

not even in public

hands are always on your ass, waist, or your chest, sometimes between your thighs to keep his hands warm

him singing and dancing for you

you joining in and laughing with him

you both turn it to play fighting with pillows

him accidentally hitting you too hard and immediately going to comfort you although you're laughing your ass off

"Are you okay, baby?"

"Stiles, babe, I'm fine. Seriously."

Him making it up to you with cuddles and kisses

Stiles is the sweetest boyfriend ever even with Void subtly appearances...

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A Special Drink

Theme; Teen Wolf Paring; Stiles Stilinski x Fem! Reader Warning(s); Langauge, Sorta implied smut, & Fluff ***

"Okay wait, so why is Scott mad at you again?" You asked questioningly as you sat on a stool by the window opening of the kitchen and took small sips of your water. Stiles, your boyfriend, was on the other side of the open window, making cocktails for you to taste test with a stilled smile on his face. "Because I told him to fuck off." "Why?" "Because he was looking at you the way he used to look at Maila. Like he was undressing you with his eyes. Trust me, I know that look." "Stiles-" "No, I know what you're about to say and no I wasn't jealous. I just don't like anybody looking at my girl." "Baby, Scott is basically my brother and I can't even imagine thinking about it without cringing and admit it, you were a little jealous." "Okay I was a little jealous but you be jealous if one of the girls were looking at me like they wanted to fuck me? And that doesn't make you actually blood-related." "You have a point." "Duh,"

You rolled your eyes playfully at your boyfriend as he continued to shake things up in the kitchen, occasionally taking peeks at you and sending you playful smirks as he went. In all honesty, you loved when he gave you those looks. It made your heart flutter and your knees weak and he knew. He knew all your weaknesses and how to trigger them and man did he take advantage of it. "What are you over there making?" "A drink Lydia taught me at her party." "Oh, did she? Let me taste it." "It's not finished yet, darling." "How much longer?" You dramatically asked as you playfully bang your head on the counter. Stiles laughed at your actions finding everything you practically did adorable wheater it was something big or small. "I promise, it's almost done, babe. Thought you were gonna put a movie on." "I was, but then I say my handsome and sexy boyfriend over here flexing his muscles through his black sleeveless shirt and a girl couldn't resist watching the show." "Should've charged you an entry fee then." "Then maybe I should charge you an entry fee for the next time you try to get in my panties." You smiled slyly at him.

He looked up from his drink and smirked at you (the gif above). He knew you were only kidding about the entry fee because he was joking about the entry fee but he also knew what a tease you were and knew you would probably actually charge him an entry fee to get inside your pants, just not money. "Would a kiss make you forget about the fee?" "Maybe. That and one of your creations you working so hard on over there." "Perfect, it's done, darling." He finished the drink just in time and sat it on the counter in front of you. You maintained eye contact as you took a few sips from the drink rolling your eyes back dramatically and moaning at how good it tasted. "Mhm, that just made me cum." "Really? So you're telling me all I have to do is make you these drinks to make you cum?" "Well, that and you'd have to be you. If Lydia were to make me this drink it'd probably only get me wet." "I can imagine another girl getting my girl wet." "Well, get it out your head." You both laughed at the poor attempt of a joke. Though it had only been four months, you couldn't help but yo fall in love with him already. You loved the way his eyes crinkled when he laughed and the way he showed his perfect teeth. You loved the way he placed kisses all over your face and show you affection. You were in love and you were in deep. Stiles had you wrapped around his finger and he didn't even know. "Movie time?" "Well, we could but I already made you cum once but now all I can think about is trying to make you cum for the rest of the night." "Oh, you naughty boy." "Only for you, sweetheart." "Tell you what. You clean up this mess and when you're done you can find me upstairs naked and ready on the bed." "I'll take that deal." He quickly left a few pecks on your lips and began to clean up the kitchen, including your now abandoned glass of water. You laughed at his need of rush knowing how excited her was and ran up the stairs before he damned near beat you. Neither of you got to sleep the rest of that night...;)

(Do ya'll want a Stiles Stilinski smut???)

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I Believe You...

*** Theme; Teen Wolf Paring; Stiles Stilinksi X Fem! Reader **Warnings; Fluff if you squint, Short Story Summary; Stiles tells Scott about something he saw in the woods but Scott chooses not to believe him. You believe him though...

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Since you officially moved in with your boyfriend, everything has been less than quiet lately. Don't get me wrong, you love your friend group, the pack, and you absolutely love your boyfriend but sometimes you just wanted peace and quiet in your own home or you just wanted to be alone with your boyfriend (If you know what I mean). But unfortunately every day someone besides you and Stiles was always in your new home. It became exhausting. Today was different though. Stiles needed to tell Scott something so important that he couldn't say it over the phone because he believed the government listened to everything through phones, so he invited Scott over.

You sat on your shared bed comfortably as you read a funny novel, 'Yes Please' by Amy Poehler. Your fourth favorite book of all time. You remained unbothered but you couldn't help but listen in. While reading your book, your boyfriend's hand slowly stroked your uncovered thigh as he sat on his side of the bed having an 'important' conversation with Scott who sat in a small lonely chair only a few feet across from the bed.

"I know what I saw was real, okay? There was a vampire running around in the woods. You need to do something about it before they kill someone else." Your boyfriend, Stiles, explained as his eyes kept traveling to look at both you and Scott. Scott looked unconvinced and scoffed at Stiles's false accusation, noticeably already not in the mood due to his argument with Malia and Lydia earlier. "Do you hear yourself right now? Vampires? In Beacon Hills?-- Scott questioned making Stiles widen his eyes, not believing that his best friend didn't believe him right now. The only time he was being absolutely serious about something other than you. -- How about you call me when you really have found what or who killed those people in the woods. I have to get back to Malia."

And with that, he left out of yours and Stiles's shared apartment not bothering to look back at all on his way out. Stiles sighed dramatically as he flopped down on top of you, smashing his face in between your neck as you laughed at his actions and proceeded to calm him by running your small smoothing fingers through his ruffled hair. "I believe you, baby." You said as you sat your book on a nearby table and pulled him into a comforting hug. When he let go, he stared into your e/c orbs questioning why you were always so nice to him. He knew you loved him, but he never understood why. You were always just too good for him. "You do?" "Of course I do, baby. Tell you what, why don't we get dressed and go hunt ourselves a bloody vampire? We don't need Scott and his belittled mind." "I'd say that I love you so so much, Y/n Y/l/n." He confessed as he began to softly peck your nose, then your cheeks, then finally landing on your lips. It was a sweet passionate kiss until you pulled away and looked at him with your eyes full of deep lust and admiration. "And I love you too, Stiles Stilinski."