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deanoheartspie · 9 months

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Sunshine 4

Pairing: Cowboy Sheriff Dean x City Gal Reader

Summary: After your family cut you off, your great-aunt Laura invited you over to her ranch you often visited when you were just a child... You drive through the beautiful town until you accidentally graze a horse that just so happens to be the sheriffs...

Warnings: None

A/N: Let me know what you think and what your theories are!

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DEAN'S POV

**BEEP** **BEEP** **BEEEEP**

Groaning I pull the extra pillow over my head as I bury my head in it. My head was pounding, the bright sun shining through the windows making it worse.

“Rise and shineee~” A voice sang out, awfully chirppy this morning. “Y/n. Go away” I grumbled gently pushing the woman who was now climbing up onto the bed shaking me awake.

She giggles. She fuckin giggles. Which if it were any other circumstance I probably would've cracked out a smile. “Y/n I swear to god-” I turn to lay on my back, and rub my eyes seeing her dressed in a nice pair of overalls with her y/h/c perfectly braided.

“Pay backs a bitch isn't it” She grins before walking off, her hips swaying side to side it was a nice view I had to admit. I shake my head getting my head out of the gutter before turning to my side seeing headache medicine and water on my nightstand.

Well thank you y/n...

I take the meds and down the water, checking my watch I already see im late on my routine which never really happens unless it's a bad night. Tossing some old jeans and a t-shirt with my boots and brown cowboy hat, I head downstairs seeing the lights on throughout the house.

“Wow son you look like shit” Clayton says from his arm chair, a news paper in hand.

“Clayton!” Laura shouted smacking the back of her husbands head. I tiredly chuckle “I feel like shit” I rub my temple, pouring some coffee into a mug.

The older man glances over and sets his newspaper down on the coffee table, “Go easy on Y/n please. She might not be good at this but it's because she's never had to do it before.” sure. I know I can be mean at times, but im not an asshole.

“Yes sir, I'll show her what she needs to know” Finshing up my coffee, I look over at her and gesture to the door walking out her following behind as I walk off to the stables.

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“Horses need to eat first, so you'll give them their grains and hay. Then some of these extra carrots.” I spoke as I pull out the bin of food and basket of carrots. Carefully watching over her, not wanting the woman to get her hand bit off.

Lilah the horse who she previously grazed, was giving the woman the biggest side eye i'd ever seen. I whistle at the tall horse, tilting my head “Be nice.” I warn when I notice Y/n stopped and watched me.

“Who would've thought big ole grumpy deano would protect me from a horse” She grins placing her hands on her hips, I roll my eyes “Well if you want your hand to get bit off, be my guest”

A messy long slow, morning goes by Y/n already covered in mud from the countless times she'd fallen and I've got to say it was much nicer to have someone to work with then do it all myself.

“You did pretty good for your first day” I compliment as we sit on one of the hay bales looking over the fields. She nods but stays quiet. I couldn't tell if it was the sun in her eye but her eyes were glossy.

I felt my heart drop, straight worry fills me as I face her seeing a tear stream down her face. Had I said something wrong? What had happened she had just been laughing not even a few minutes ago, hell she even wanted to race out to the field.

“Y/n... What's wrong?” I softly asked, gently wiping her eyes.

She shook her head and faked a smile, “Oh nothing, it's just quite beautiful out here can't help but make a woman cry” I hesitantly nod my head, still unsure but it wasn't my job to take care of her nor care too. Still I found myself worrying, not wanting to push it I leave it and get off the haybale after receiving a call.

“What? Again? I swear to god what is wrong with that man” I grumble, after hearing that Mr Andrews a 60 year old man who kept letting his unfriendly pitbull roam the town without it's owner.

I've always preferred dogs over cats, but after this pickles the dog might ruin it for me.

Sighing I hang out up, glancing at her offering my hand which thankfully you accepted, “Let's get you back...”

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Four fucking hours. Four fucking hours it took to chase down Mr pickles.

Which only put me in a deeper hole then I already was in, making me rush over to Lisa's seeing her glare. Thank the lords, Aurora jumped into my arms after noticing me.

“Hey pretty girl how are you?” I ask softly pushing her light brown hair behind her ears, The small girl was quick to ramble talking about preschool, her friends, the yucky lunch she had, pretty much anything a toddler can tell you. I send her to grab her bag leaving me with the darker haired woman, who was occupying herself by cleaning the kitchen.

“Why are you late this time?” She asked not bothering to spare me a glance, while she wiped down the counters.

“Work. I had to chase Mr pickles today” I mutter out, itching the back of my head praying that Aurora would hurry.

“Sure you did. You sure it wasn't a particular woman keeping you busy?”

Who was she talking about? I sure as hell didn't come from the bar with a woman but if I did it wouldn't have been her business. So that leaves y/n.

“Y/n? The girl at the ranch?”

Lisa's silence told me everything I needed to know and I shook my head letting out a huff. She has been on my ass for the past year, about all of this. I can't hang out with who I want to hang out with because she didn't like it, it got exhausting after awhile. Especially when we weren't even together anymore.

Aurora skipped down the stairs with her unicorn backpack, and her arms full with stuffed animals. “is Ben not coming?” I ask with a head tilt as I scoop up the 4-year-old.

“No he's staying at a friends house” Nodding I let the mother and daughter say goodbye before leaving as we head our way to the ranch.

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“Clay Clay!!” The little girl screached out hugging the older man.

“Ah I see what it is now” I act offended that I didn't get a greeting like that.

What I didn't notice was Y/n walking down the stairs until she came into my eye sight, she looked happier then before so it felt glad and relieved.

“Who's this little one?” She asks smiling down at Aurora.

“My daughter.”

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777inpieces · 5 months

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Mary janes, pleated skirts, pearl earrings, socks with bows on them, and silver rimmed glasses are trending in my school right now... its my time to shineee 🌸🩰🎀🤍🧁🐇

#coquette #dollette #girlblogging #lana del rey #pink #gilmore girls #girl in pieces #girl interupted syndrome #cinnamon girl #pink winter #this is a girlblog #this is what makes us girls #bambi girl #bambi eyes #♡♡♡#♡#girlblog ♡

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onecantsimply · 1 year

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Cannibal

Ya’ll remember the first part of teen reader? The label that Jack has? Yeah- He’s still a platonic Yandere- A full established Dad as well- SO HE MIGHT BE FUCKING SOMEONE UP THIS TIME- BUT (Y/N) HAS THEIR CHANCE TO SHINEEE- I made this because I was mad at a fucking creep that approached me at a damn McDonalds bro-

Warnings: Slightly long chapter. Mentions of Cannibalism, murder, abduction, torture, mutilation of corpses, (Y/n) having murderer potential, as well as some good old angst with some small comfort.

“Hey, (Y/n)! Could you consider doing overtime for Zuri?! She had to leave early for something!!” A woman questioned. (Y/n) peeked over. “For how long?!” They replied. “... Maybe a few more hours?!” The teen then looked at the clock.

They would be there until 3:00. It was 12:00.

“... I’m not sure if my Father would really let me...” (Y/n) mumbled. “Zuri needs this, and people already have some plans to do...” The woman walked over. “I’ll double your pay and let you off for the week.” (Y/n) blinked. “... That’s major.” They mumbled. “Well... working a teen too much has its disadvantages. I don’t need you getting too overworked. This is already enough. And... your Father is pretty scary...” (Y/n) softly smiled. “Mari, he’s not that scary... He’s just... worried.” The woman gently chuckled. “He’d better be.” She then looked back. “I’ll get to doubling your pay. Thank you for taking Zuri’s shift.” (Y/n) nodded. “Not a problem. Tell her that she owes me next time.” They walked over to the phone as Mari walked towards the back. (Y/n) dialed in a number, waiting for the receiver to pick up.

Within Jack’s area, he softly sighed, placing his newspaper down on the table. He then walked towards the ringing phone, picking it up. “Yes?” He spoke. “I took an overtime job~” (Y/n) sung. Jack seemed to softly sigh. “Do I need to remind you of what Red Widow told you?” He questioned. “No, but my pay is doubling, and I get a full week off. We can spend some time together.” Jack blinked. “Are you sure your manager isn’t lying?” He questioned. “Mari isn’t the type to lie or set things up. So I’m pretty sure we have some good time with each other.” (Y/n)’s voice seemed happy about this. “...” Jack looked down. “... Okay.” He nodded. “When will you be home?” He questioned. “Around... 3:30.” Jack blinked. “... I’ll be safe.” The male softly sighed. “... Alright...” He mumbled. “Okay... Just stay extra cautious... I don’t want you getting abducted or killed...” Jack spoke, closing his eyes. “Got it.” The line ended after that, keeping the male in faint worry. He softly placed the phone down, gently face palming. “Goodness... What am I doing...?” Jack then looked to the side. “...” He then walked towards the table, reading his newspaper to take his mind off of things.

“You sure with taking an overtime job?” Dylan questioned while (Y/n) cleaned their glass. “Yes. Coming back home safe means that I can spend more time with Jack.” They spoke. “Just make sure to go home safe.” Dylan placed the tray of glasses down. “From what I heard, people your age have been going missing.” (Y/n) nodded. “I... got news of that.” They spoke. “And you’re still taking the job?” Dylan seemed to arch an eyebrow while (Y/n) washed the glasses of beer and alcohol. “... Listen, I love all of you and this place, but I want to stay home. I’m getting a double pay, as well as a week off, so I’ll take it. Plus, Zuri will owe me one.” The male nodded. “Favoritism... I see...” He and (Y/n) softly chuckled. “Favoritism-? Mari has a favorite kid-?” A woman walked over. “Vanya ale.” She spoke. “Got it...” (Y/n) grabbed one of the glass mugs before softly grabbing a glass of ale. They popped the cork off, pouring some ale into the mug. The teen softly placed it down, allowing for the woman to gently grab it, and serve it to a customer. “What did Zuri need to do again?” (Y/n) questioned. “Getting ready for a funeral. One of her friends died and she wanted to attend the funeral.” Dylan answered. “Oh, got it... No wonder she seemed down today.” The teen continued with cleaning the glasses. A few males had entered the bar, soon taking a seat by the counter. “A Canadian whiskey and a Scotch please.” The male spoke. “Right with you, Sir.” (Y/n) smiled faintly, grabbing the bottles and mugs while the correct amount of money was paid. They then filled them up, gently pushing the mugs towards the pair. “... I don’t think a kid like you should be working here at a time like this.” One of the males spoke. “Well... I suppose I just have a natural pull to working hard.” (Y/n) replied, going back to cleaning the last glass. “I see... What’s your name?” They saw Dylan snap his head towards the two males. “... Let’s not do that. We’ll keep it to Waiter and Customer.” (Y/n) spoke. The two males nodded. “... I understand it’s not really... easy to trust a couple of strangers. Well, I can tell you care about others.” (Y/n) softly nodded. “My name is David. He’s James.” They bowed their head. “Nice to meet the both of you.” They spoke.

“Luck? No, no... No such thing as luck. You know, I think that everything happens for a reason.” (Y/n) arched an eyebrow. “Is that so?” They spoke. “I do. And I can prove it to you. Now, this place... is especially cruel because of the Industrial War. A few weeks back, uh... I sent a group of men out to collect some pays that a couple had. And... I don’t ever think... any of them came back except three. They said that... the others had been... slaughtered by a crazy man...” David softly chuckled. “And get this, he- a crazy guy that had abducted a teen with (H/c) hair.” (Y/n) faintly tilted their head, their hand slowing down as they cleaned their glass. “You see? Everything happens for a reason.” Dylan walked over. “Okay. Get out.” He spoke, putting a hand in front of (Y/n). “Now don’t get upset. It’s not their fault.” David spoke. “They’re just a kid.” He looked at James. “Keep your hand off.” (Y/n) and Dylan looked towards the male’s friend, seeing him... rather cautious. “Hand off. It’s only the guy that did this. Not them.” James seemed to faintly scoff. “... No one will be happy about this.” He spoke. “I’ll take care of it. It isn’t your concern.” Dylan nodded. “Great. Now get out.” He ordered, pointing to the door. “... You won’t survive long, being by a mercenary’s side. But... I can protect you.” Dylan leaned forward. “Enough.” He spoke. David and James looked at each other before they got up, walking out of the bar. “... Are you okay?” (Y/n) nodded. “What was that guy talking about?” Dylan sat on the counter. “Not very sure.” They answered, looking at the clock. “... Think I should wait a bit before clocking out?” Dylan nodded. “Yeah. You need me to accompany you?” He questioned. “I mean...” (Y/n) took out their switchblade. “... Maybe.” They spoke. “That’s a pretty unique knife.” Dylan chuckled. “Jack gave it to me. He said I might need it.” (Y/n) walked into the back while the other male sighed faintly, closing his eyes. Though, within a few minutes, (Y/n) had walked out. “Alright. Let’s go.” They spoke. The pair walked outside of the bar, not happening to see anyone. They then walked off, striking up conversations to push aside the tense air, as well as the cold wind that had blew by. It seemed to work throughout the entire walk, since (Y/n) and Dylan had made it home safely. “Thank you for accompanying me, Dylan.” (Y/n) spoke. “Not a problem. I don’t need a work friend to go missing.” He looked back. “... I’ll get going now. Sleep well.” (Y/n) nodded as the male walked away. They gently unlocked the door to the house, walking in. Though, only minutes after doing so, they had felt arms around their necks with intentions to at least pull someone unconscious. (Y/n) flipped their switchblade out before they attempted to stab at the person’s neck. He caught their wrist. “Trying to save you here-” David muttered. (Y/n) just couldn’t seem to keep their consciousness any longer. And thus, they had fallen to David’s hand. “There we go...”

Upon waking up, (Y/n) seemed to hear rustling. They gently stirred with a soft groan, slowly looking around after putting a hand over their head. (Y/n) then slowly sat up, taking notice of how they were within a cell. Their figure immediately went towards the cell, softly grabbing the bars. (Y/n) then saw James cutting off a Human hand, sliding it onto the floor. Feet and hands were on it, clearly lifeless. (Y/n) immediately took a few steps back, clearly stunned at what they were seeing. This had made James turn around to look at them, revealing the torso of a Human. The male seemed to faintly scoff and walk away, leaving his knife on the table. (Y/n) shook at the iron bars with their hands, now much more intent on getting away. They attempted to move the bars to the side, using an way they knew to try and get away. The teen then looked around to see if there was a sort of opening they could use. And yet... there was none. “And how are you feeling?” David’s voice questioned. (Y/n) froze up before taking a few steps back. “... Super... Utterly fantastic about being caged up again.” They spoke. David faintly chuckled. “Here.” He put a plate of meat down, softly sliding it towards (Y/n) from under the door. “You should eat.” David spoke. “I know you’re hungry.” He spoke, seeing (Y/n) simply glaring into him. “... You’ve been out for quite some time as well.” The male smiled softly. “... What is this that you’re serving me?” (Y/n) questioned. “... Deer.” David answered. “...” (Y/n) looked down. “... With some Human helping on the side?” They questioned, looking back at the male. David seemed to chuckle. “No. No, I promise.” He spoke. “It’s just deer meat.” (Y/n) silently looked at the Human torso on the table. “You’re an absolute animal.” They got down on one knee, starting to eat. “Well, awfully quick to judge.” David got down on one knee by the cell wall. “... You and your... Father now, right? How many did both you and him kill for the sake of survival?” (Y/n) looked at David. “They never gave us a choice.” They then bit off some deer meat. “And you think we have a choice?” David questioned. “... You’re a politician with options. And you still choose Humans. You’re capable.” (Y/n) looked at the male. “... You kill to survive. And so do we. We have to take care of our own. And by any means necessary.” (Y/n)’s eyebrows furrowed. “Then now what? You going to chop me up into tiny pieces like you did to my friend?” David chuckled. “I’d rather not.” He spoke. “... Please tell me your name.” He spoke. “...” (Y/n) shoved the food back. “You’re full of shit.” They then got up as David did the same. “On the contrary...I’ve been quite honest with you.” He softly pulled the tray away. “Now I think it’s your turn.” The male turned to the door. “It’s the only way I’d be able to convince the others.” He spoke. “... Convince them of what?” (Y/n) mumbled. “That you can come around. That you have heart. You’re loyal. And you’re special.” David walked towards the bars, placing a hand over (Y/n)’s. Their eyebrows furrowed. “Oh...” They mumbled. (Y/n) then gently placed a hand over David’s. A second later, they snapped his finger back, attempting to grab at his keys. He slammed their face and shoulder into the cell, injuring them. “Fuck...” They muttered after falling to their back. “You stupid little kid...! You are making it very difficult to keep you alive...!” David muttered. He looked towards the door. “What am I supposed to tell the others now?” He questioned. (Y/n) brushed some blood away from their nose. “... (Y/n).” They spoke. David looked at them. “What?” He spoke. “Tell them that... (Y/n) is the little kid that broke your fucking finger!” David softly sighed. He then looked at his finger. “... How did you put it...? Hm...?” He then looked at (Y/n). “Tiny pieces? See you in the morning, (Y/n).” They softly scoffed, brushing some blood away from their nose.

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Within the morning, Jack had finally woken up, hearing the rough padding of rain. He softly sat up with a sigh, rubbing at his eyes before getting out of bed. The male walked out of his room, and into (Y/n)’s to check if they were home. And yet... upon not seeing them in bed, Jack felt his heart sink. He immediately walked out of his room, looking around. “(Y/n)? Are you awake?” Jack called out. He looked at the clock. It was already morning. “... (Y/n)?” The male then walked towards the phone, dialing in their work number. It had picked up within a few seconds. “Excuse me for calling so early, but is (Y/n) still at work?” Jack questioned. “...” He looked around. “No? I thought they got back?” Dylan’s voice replied. “... They’re not here.” Jack spoke. “... Oh.” Dylan sighed. “Uhm. There were these two guys that recently freaked them out back in the bar.” Jack’s expression had visibly darkened. “... Do you have any names?” He questioned. “David and James.” Dylan spoke. “...” Jack stopped. “... Oh... Thank you...” He immediately ended the call, jogging towards his room. Jack then searched through the files of his jobs, grabbing a hold of the most recent one. He then looked through it, seeing the details of his target.

(David Ino, a politician... -Jack)

“... Good enough...” He immediately changed into some other clothes. He slipped his blazer on, as well as his coat and top hat before clipping his pouches by his legs. Jack seemed to make sure they were completely filled with his weapons, whether they be his piano wires or his knives. He then walked towards the front door before stopping. Some objects of (Y/n) were right in front of it, limp, with some other things on the floor. Jack softly got down on one knee, his eyebrows furrowing. His worry could only grow much more. But there was another emotion from within. It was growing. Festering. Sprouting much more than he expected it to. Whatever this emotion was... he liked it. The male immediately put their things on the counter before walking outside. (Y/n) wasn’t there either. Jack could feel his worry deepen more. He then looked around further.

“There he is!” “Make sure he doesn’t escape!”

Jack looked towards the group of males, seeing them advance forward.

“...” The male softly cursed before he hid behind the wall, taking a few knives and piano wires out. Jack then took a peek to memorize his opponent’s whereabouts before throwing his knives towards them.

All they had saw was a glint, as well as the wooshing of an object before two of them had gotten a knife to the forehead.

“Shit! Don’t let him get you!”

Jack clutched his knife.

(I’ll keep two alive... -Jack)

He made sure to fling his knives at his enemies, killing them with what accuracy he had. “Start running!”

Oh. Oh? Absolutely not.

Jack made sure his footsteps were absolutely quiet as he ran after the smaller group. Upon reaching the gate of his residence, he slowed down, now clenching his knife upon seeing the flicker of a color. Jack climbed onto a platform, seeing the other colors waiting for him.

(One way or another... you will tell me... -Jack)

He then threw one of his knives at the other males, killing one.

Jack then used his piano wires to reflect a bullet, killing the other male.

He jumped to the other side, trudging around.

As he walked through the still dark alleys of London, upon walking past the entrance, he felt someone grab him from behind.

“Finish him off!”

Jack looked at the knife of the male in front of him while struggling against the person behind him.

He then roughly kicked at the second man’s leg, swinging the back of his head into the male behind him with a wince.

Jack slammed him into the wall, keeping him stunned before going for the other male.

He had gotten no mercy, receiving a kick that had stunned him.

“You... are coming with me...” Jack muttered, dragging the two males away. “Let me go...! I’ll... fuck you up...!” The first muttered.

Within only thirty minutes, Jack was beating the other male up senseless. The second man was tied to a chair. “What the fuck?!” He spoke, seeing Jack land a punch to the male by the wall. He then sighed. “... You... wait here...” Jack then walked towards the male by the chair, dragging another in front of him. “Now...” The blond sat in front of the male. “That teen... Are they alive?” Jack questioned. “What teen? I don’t know no kid.” Jack softly nodded. “Is that so?” He questioned, staring right into a lying color. “Damn right...” Jack then smiled faintly. “Okay...” He stabbed the man’s leg, purposely avoiding a much more painful spot. And yet, it had seemed to be much more than enough to get him to scream. Something that seemed... enjoyable to Jack.

Normally, he never cared for the pain of others. Only looks and colors of fear. But this time... this time... he wanted to see every bit of pain and suffering his own enemy had if it meant getting (Y/n) back. “Fuck...!” The male muttered. “Now, now... Focus. Right here.” Jack lifted the male’s chin, his heterochromatic eyes staring forward with enjoyment. “If you don’t stare forward on your own, I will pop your knee off.” Jack warned. “Now, the teen.” The male slowly nodded. “.. The kid’s alive...! They’re David’s newest pet...!”

(A pet... -Jack)

“Where?” He questioned, his tone now increased to a growl as he increased the man’s pain by dragging the knife around further. “In the town nearest by London...! Just there...!” Jack nodded, taking the knife out. He then placed the handle of his knife into the male’s mouth, pulling up a map. “Now you’ll mark it on the map. And it better be the same exact spot your friend points to. Mark it.” Jack ordered The male seemed to mark a spot, spitting the knife out. “There, it’s there! You can verify it! Go ask him!” Jack nodded, getting up. He then walked past the tied up male before stopping. His eyes seemed to overshadow before he put his arm around the male’s neck, making the painful process as slow as possible. Perhaps not as slow as he had liked... The snapping of a bone had come too much sooner than he had liked. Jack pushed the male on the chair to the floor before walking towards the man by the wall. “... Fuck you, man...! He told you what you wanted...!” Jack chuckled. “I ain’t telling you shit!” He then grabbed a rusty pipe by the counter. “That’s completely fine...” Jack spoke. He then looked at the pipe, softly nodding before looking at the man with nothing but a sinister smile filled with joy. “I believe him!” The man stopped. “No wait-!” Jack had already swung the iron pipe into the man’s skull, caving it in instantly.

Back with (Y/n), they felt a rough shake to their shoulders. “Wakey wakey!” David spoke. He dragged (Y/n) to the table as they struggled against his grip. “Let go!!” They yelled, only getting grabbed by James. (Y/n) bit at his hand, getting a knee to the stomach. This had made them let go, only getting slammed to the table. As they were kept down. David grabbed his butcher knife. “I warned you!” He spoke. “David! Our men were killed already!” The pair looked back at the male by the door. “... Already?” David looked back. He stabbed his knife into the table. “He’s already getting closer and killing more of us. We need a better plan!” (Y/n) sighed. “... Everything happens for a reason right...? Just like you said...” They chuckled. “... That guy is more than enough to kill all of us. So what the hell is he still doing alive?” James questioned. “He’s being held at bay, we have enough time to hit him where he hurts the most!” David answered. “Well we don’t have much time!!” James replied. David sighed, taking one hand off of (Y/n)’s wrist as James let go of their other hand. This had given them the best opportunity, and they had taken it, grabbing the butcher knife and slicing James’ throat. He fell to the floor with a scream as (Y/n) rolled off of the table, dodging a gunshot from David’s pistol. They ran off, pushing some meat away and avoiding more bullets. (Y/n) seemed to lean against the wall with a soft sigh, looking towards a table. They immediately grabbed their switchblade before running at the window, jumping into the rainy surroundings. “Shit...” They muttered, keeping themself quiet while jogging around.

(What the fuck is wrong with these people...? I thought it was just one... Not a whole group... -(Y/n))

They softly ran around, attempting to find their ways out of the town. The teen then softly opened a door.

(I need a gun... -(Y/n))

They softly pulled a table away from the door before crawling under the boards. They heard people talking from outside.

“Where are you going, (Y/n)?! This is my town!” “We heard gunshots!”

(Y/n) then softly crawled out of the building, walking into another.

“Tired of this shit! He crossed the line this time!” “He’s coming.” “What?” “The kid’s Father. He’s caught on and is already coming this way.” “Alright. I need you to round up everyone who isn’t armed and get them to clear out of the area. We’re going to find that kid and kill them so that their Father knows where it hurts.”

(Y/n) climbed onto a window, jumping out before sighing as they slowly walked through an alley, laying low. The tolls of bells was heard as they got closer to a sheltered bonfire, seeing no one there.

“Where the hell is this fucking kid...?”

(Y/n) then climbed a small building.

(These guys are everywhere... -(Y/n))

They then heard a man walking by, making them walk around to avoid him. Wind blew by, drenching (Y/n) even more. Yet, they had kept going, walking past a fence. They walked into another building.

“What if he gets here before we can kill the kid?!” “Relax, it normally takes a while to get here from London!” “I’m saying that we can have a real situation here!” :We already have a situation and we’re going to take care of it. Now stay focused and find the kid.”

(Y/n) crawled out of the window, sneaking past a male who had entered the building.

(Where do I go...? -(Y/n))

They walked towards a ramp, walking up. They then walked towards another rainy area, sneaking past a few others. Soon enough, they had made it into a... sort of restaurant, walking around to see what they could grab. Though, they quickly walked towards the entrance of the building, about to open the doors. But they were soon grabbed by David. “You’re easy to track...” (Y/n) was pushed into a counter before getting thrown to the floor. “So, how did you get a man like him to soften up for you?” (Y/n) crawled back as David saw a fire starting to spread within the restaurant. This had allowed them to run off with their knife. “That’s alright!” David spoke as (Y/n) hid behind a seat. “There’s nowhere to go!” The teen immediately crawled around, making sure to keep quiet. “You want out?” David questioned. “You’ll have to come get these keys...” (Y/n) crawled around to David as he walked around. “I know you’re not normal! No one this normal would be experienced in staying alive in so many occasions!” (Y/n) snuck up behind David, before jumping on his back, stabbing their knife into his shoulder. They were then thrown off, with (Y/n) hiding behind a counter before they could get shot at. “That was good, kid..” David put his gun away, pulling his machete out. “It’s gonna be alright...” (Y/n) immediately lunged away, crawling away from David as he walked around once more. “You know, you keep surprising me... It’s just a shame that you never came around...” (Y/n) accidentally stepped on some broken glass. “There you are, (Y/n).” They silently lunged away, hiding behind another counter with a mental curse. Though, they crawled around David as he walked towards the broken glass they had stepped on. Upon stepping behind him, they had stepped on the broken glass again. But David didn’t really react, based on how he had gotten stabbed in the back again. (Y/n) ran off once more. “Run, little rabbit! Run!” David yelled. (Y/n) hid behind another area, using their hearing to see where David was. They seemed to intentionally step on more glass before silently lunging away, crawling around the glass to see where David was. He had ran towards it before crunching down. (Y/n) crawled around him, staying silent and simply watching while he took the cautious steps. Though, right as he stepped forward, the teen lunged at him, stabbing him in the chest. He backed them against the table as (Y/n) struggled to keep the knife in. Yet, they were thrown forward, making the pair pass out.

The tolling bells were heard as Jack advanced forward, keeping the rain out of his face. He then ran forward, going quiet upon hearing other voices.

“This is pointless, I can’t see a thing in all this rain!” “Just keep searching! If they come through here, we need to catch them!” “We should be guarding the shelter! We have two dangerous people running around, and we’re guarding the damn exit!!”

(Good... They’re still holding their own... It seems that the lessons I taught them worked well... -Jack)

He jogged into a building, sighing from how drenched he got.

“Look. The kid is deadly and we don’t know where they’ll turn up next. Just keep your eyes and ears open!”

Jack seemed to pull on the knob of a shed door, only to see that it was locked. He used one of his knives to open the door, pulling it open. “There...” Tolling of bells were heard much more as Jack grabbed a stray bottle. He then tossed it away, hearing it shatter. The male ran forward immediately. taking his chance to slip into a building without notice. His eyes took immediate notice of the clothes and shoes that had been on the cases. He walked forward, grabbing (Y/n)’s bag.

(They’re close... -Jack)

He then walked into the next room, stopping when he saw tied up bodies that had hung by the ceiling. “Christ....” Jack muttered.

(Calm down... I”ll find them... I have to... I need to... -Jack)

He pushed upon the front door, stopping when he had saw the flames that had enveloped a certain restaurant.

It didn’t take long for (Y/n) and David to wake up. They both stirred, getting up. (Y/n) then saw how David’s machete was under a seat, so they crawled towards it with the remaining strength they had. Before they could grab it, they had gotten a kick to the chest. (Y/n) grunted as David chuckled. “I knew you had heart...” He muttered. “You know, it’s okay to give up. Ain’t no shame in it.” (Y/n) slowly crawled forward once again, hearing David chuckle. “I guess not...” He muttered. “Just not your style, is it?” He spoke. (Y/n) got yet another kick to the stomach, making them cough. David than forced their head down, making them freeze up. “You can try begging... I’m at least better than your Father... Your real Dad...” (Y/n) scoffed. “Fuck you.” They were then turned right to their back, David’s hands clamping around their throat. “You think you know me? Huh? Well let me tell you something..” (Y/n) attempted to reach towards the seat, struggling against David’s hold. “You have no idea about what I’m capable of...” They could feel it. They could feel the handle of the machete. (Y/n) quickly grabbed it, and swung it at David. He had gotten a deep gash into his arm just by trying to block it. He rolled off of them with a scream, leaving (Y/n) to get on top, and mercilessly keep stabbing at his face with what energy they had. They just... never stopped, stabbing even if David’s face was now unrecognizable. “(Y/n)-?! Stop-!” Jack ran over to them, pulling them away. “No! Don’t fucking touch me!!” (Y/n) yelled, struggling against Jack’s hold as he tried to quiet them down. He quickly turned them around. “It’s okay...! It’s me! It’s just me!” He spoke, making (Y/n) look at him. “Look and breathe!” Jack could see nothing but the colors of relief flood through (Y/n) as they melted into his touch, quickly hugging him close. “He tried to-” Jack nodded, making sure to hug their face close to his shoulder. “Oh, Dear...” He muttered, hearing (Y/n)’s sniffles as they sobbed into his shoulder. “Jack...” Their voice had wavered as they muttered, feeling nothing but their Father figure’s comforting touch. “It’s okay now...” He muttered.Jack then gently pulled away, softly caressing (Y/n)’s face while they looked at him.

They had a scratch on their nose, as well as blood everywhere on their face. Jack gently cleaned it off with his glove. “You’re safe now... We’re going to get you out... and we’re going to get you patched up... And when we get home... we’ll be free to do whatever you’d like... okay?” Jack spoke, caressing (Y/n)’s face as they softly nodded, their tears still gently flooding their face. The two then got up, walking out of the restaurant, leaving David and his mutilated face, as well as his bloody machete in the floor.

#record of ragnarok #record of ragnarok x reader #jack the ripper x reader #jack the ripper #jack the ripper record of ragnarok #platonic jack the ripper x reader #Yandere platonic Jack the Ripper x reader #Reader has murderer potential

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wisteriagoesvroom · 3 months

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Sending silly asks to people:

If you could decide 1 PR challenge that EVERY team has to do, what would it be? You can make it as weird/funny/chaotic as you want!

-lo

HI LO oh this is my time to shineee. i’m gonna do more than 1 lol u got me excited

- bring back kimi just to do chicken shop date, cus that would be hilarious. although oscar is said to be Kimi 2.0 and amelia is UK press so technically, this should be doable. or omg, george.

- drivers have to compete against each other in teams but on a giant inflatable water park like BTS

- cooking class but for the different circuit stops that they’re in, e.g. if they’re in japan they have to attempt to make katsu, singapore they laksa etc

- (would NEVER happen but) drivers and drag queens. idk put osar with that amazing drag queen who is also a scientist and they talk about technical aspects or something. have trixie mattel do max’s makeup and ask him personal questions. bob the drag queen hosts a comedy roast of the full grid or smth, i just think it’d be rad

- pair the drivers with random kids who don’t know who they are, and just let them talk lmao

- PUT ALL OF THEM ON HOT ONES! and if they need any additional reason to feature a driver (besides that they’re a freaking f1 driver), give charles a cameo in the upcoming ocean’s 11 monaco prequel as a getaway car driver. just so he can do this lmao

- and while we’re here have lewis hamilton go day drinking with seth, bonus if there’s a rihanna cameo

#asks #wizrambles.txt

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ticklish-n-stuff · 6 months

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HEHEHE I SAW THE ASK GAME SO ITS MY TIME TO SHINEEE

imagine if you wanted to mess with one of Zoros swords while he’s sleeping, maybe even mock his sword styles, so you go to pull one out of its sheath….And the next thing you know, He’s grabbed your hand and pulled you into his lap, one hand holding your wrists, his other hand just barely ghosting over your side. You try reason or say you just wanted to have a look at them, but the answer you’ll get is simple~

“Oh…You just wanted to look huh? Well from what I can tell, you were trying to mock me hmm~? Ya know what- Since you’re so interested in them, then let me show you my secret fourth sword style…” And the next thing you know his fingers are poking and gently swiping at your side, mimicking that of a swords slashing and stabbing in a playful manner, all the while he teases you with words like, “Tickle tickle tickle~” and about how this “sword style” is clearly perfect to take you down with how much you’re giggling~

EHRGKAHDJSHD THIS GOT ME SMILING LIKE A FOOL AKHFKSBFKSDBNS

A SOLID 70%-75%

I'LL GET YOU BACK BRO

#ask game

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normalsnails · 11 days

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Oooh Third High Rise World 👀👀 What is the big tower this time? We've got a railgun, we've got a space elevator.. *rubs hands evilly* I want to know everything >:D

Also I'm curious about your OCs! Are they participants, candidates, angels? *^*

Hii!! Thanks for asking :33 apologies that this took long I’ve been running errands!

So first, its a broadcasting tower! Its function is what it sounds like haha, it relies on a phone (and the ability, just like the railgun) for it to broadcast you the God’s code in a video form, kinda like a tv channel, which is why there are no tvs in that world! It’s a God mechanism similar to the og one, created by the creator of all of the realms to make a god out of people who were just like the “perfect” candidates, such as : Kuon, Juo, Aikawa (some may be family, but I’ll get into that later). So basically people who were closest to God / had great potential of becoming God!

The creator selected the people who were just like / related to the “perfect candidates” and threw in an extra 100+ (a lot, i know) people to give the people chances, give them opponents ect.

Now!! My ocs which i love aaaa my little babies have time to shineee

So first, Hidehisa Suzuki!!

•as you might have gathered, she’s Juo’s younger sister, shes the most similar to Juo in the sense of bloodlust (kinda), same principles (bad guys always win). So basically a lot of his qualities, not because it’s natural and in their genetics, its that Juo was a TERRIBLE influence on her growing up, aswell as their parents ect. So shes very dragged-up.

•Giving her a masculine name was intentional! Her parents probably thought it’d be “quirky” to give their kids such awful names.

•She isn’t a bully in the way her brother is, shes more of a “mean to everyone” type. Always gets into fights, causes trouble, makes fun of everyone sorta thing. She doesn’t have targets like Juo did.

•She wears her hair in all different hairstyles, one day its low pigtails, another its down, a braid ect.

•she has white eyes like her bro but they’re not as sharp as his, they’re quite big and round. (Still soulless-looking) and her hair is the same black with a hint of purple.

•she is currently a participant, but she’s probs gonna find a mouthless mask sometime soon (She probably will break it though, shes mentally weaker than Juo)

•she’s 15!

Thats about it on her!!

“I just wanna feel alive” so her. Thats just her.

Myra Aikawa!

•she isnt Mamoru’s daughter, she’s his niece! Shes similar to him on how she has a particular worldview (not an extreme darwinist like Mamoru, but similar), very collected, very strategic, polite, ambitious ect.

•when i wrote my Mamoru hcs ages ago, i mentioned he had a stepbrother, thats his stepbrother’s daughter!

• She wasnt influenced into thinking this way, she kind of just came to a sort of “the weak die, the strong live. Thats just natural selection.” Conclusion (shes very scholarly, reads alot of philosophy books)

•Student council president, takes her role far too seriously.

•Quite snobby and pretentious but doesnt realise, her father married a successful businesswoman who is the main breadwinner of the house.

•She is now a god candidate after randomly coming across a mouthless mask (we can all tell what her goals are now, yikessss)

•Her god candidate powers include :

Self strengthening ability (isnt that great)

Consciousness interference (can go into an awake person’s brain, it has drawbacks though as it exhausts her)

Ability to control Angels (only 1 currently!!)

•She is half Thai half Japanese (Thai on her mother’s side), she speaks both languages!

•she has light blonde hair (it almost looks white) and light brown eyes!

•she wears a half up half down ponytail with a black bow!

•she’s 16!

And last, Takeshi Akesofu

•He is the only one that isnt related to the “perfect candidates” legally or genetically, he is instead like Kuon in other ways. He is the son of a CEO (of a rival company to Shinzaki’s) and a retired actress, but he is not the heir to the company like kuon, instead his elder brother is the heir. He was raised to be superior to others, to carry himself properly because of the prestige of his family. He’s different to Kuon, but theres a reason they’re somewhat related (They may or may not be in a forced marriage / engagement, but thats just a rumour thats been circling around the internet (on earth in their universe))

•He pretends that he’s all serious and proper to please his family but in private he’s rude and informal. He often brags about what he gets from his parents to his (equally rich) friends. Just your classic spoiled rich kid but hides it.

•wears sunglasses almost all the time, says it makes him look hot but he just looks tacky.

•has quite a sheltered life because of the fame, but not as sheltered as kuon’s. For example, he can go out but only if he has bodyguards / people with him.

•is a God candidate! Same as Myra he came across one by accident. His abilities include :

Ability to control Angels (3 Angels at the moment)

Ability to observe an Angel’s strength

Self-transferring (undiscovered by him but it turns out to be weak and will make him confused and dizzy)

•he has dark brown hair and dark green eyes!

•very present on social media, has millions of followers. (Which boosts his already high ego)

•he’s 18!

Thats it for my ocs!! If you wanna know more about them or a character in specific then just tell me :>

And if the third high rise world was ever in written form (unlikely, too many wip fics and exams XP) they would be the protagonists! (Meaning it would be from one of their perspectives every chapter)

The third high rise world starts mid-arrive, and it’s still going on post arrive and isn’t gonna end because Yuri & co simply don’t know about its existence! Neither does the supervisor. They will find out eventually because Yuri is literally 100% God 100% human and i can ramble on and on about the 4 omnis ect.

There are titles which none of them have acheived, such as :

Seraph. (An angel (not in a TS sense) that is the closest being to God, yet not having the power of god.)

Idol. (Just as it sounds, basically having high numbers of followers, being worshipped basically by humans)

More to be added as i think about them and look at meanings ect! Most of these are religious terms because thats a heavy theme in TS and TSA!

Instead of lightning and cloud, they have light! So basically light radiates from them as lightning would in og TS!

So thats basically all for now, as this post is getting WAYY too long, but if you wanna know more then just send me an ask!! :3

#tenkuu shinpan #high rise invasion #third high rise world #thanks again for asking!!!#aaaa it feels good to share my thoughts

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