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dystopia-fantasy · 3 years

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Always read the job description -Part 1

Max was a fit, well built man. He had been body building since he was 14 and now In his early 40s he has the body of a god, but is slowly getting to the age when he needs to find another way to make money. He knows he can't take part in his competitions anymore, and needs to take it easy. He got great grades in school and college, proving people wrong that you can't be a nerd in a jock body.

Max had some money saved and was able to keep up on bills for a few months but needed a job to keep his large house, in the rich area of the city. He got a call from a business he applied to a couple of days ago, telling him to go in for an interview tomorrow, and if it goes well he will be sent straight on a trip for the company. He gets his new blue suit ready to be worn the next day.

The morning arrives, it's 5am, and Max wakes. He does his normal morning routine, making breakfast, working out, taking a shower, then gets his suit on ready for his early morning interview. Driving to the office building in the middle of New York, it's at least 50 stories high, and is made of mostly glass, and is one of the newest modern builds in the city.

On arrival a large man in his late 60s wearing a suit greets him, "hello sir, you must be max, Sir Mammon is on his way down to collect you, may I say what an amazing suit you have on today".

Max looks the man up and down, seeing the man's huge belly flowing out from under his dress shirt, showing a massive W shape, "thanks mate, you might want a bigger shirt" then points to his belly.

"sorry if I offended you sir, but all clothing has been chosen by Sir Mammon himself" Mammon is the big boss of the business "if you would like to make a complaint I can print you a form".

Max laughs, "No thanks, I'm gonna sit over there, tell Mammon im there".

"will do sir, have a great day" the man says while max walks away paying no more attention to him.

About 15 minutes later a young handsome slender man walks over. "Max is it?" He says behind Max.

"yes.." max says confused.

"I'm Mammon, nice to meet you" he smiles holding his hand out for a shake.

"oh hello Mammon, is wasn't expecting someone so young, no offence of course" max shaking his hand.

Mammon let's out a little laugh, with a little grin "it's ok max, people don't expect someone like me to own such a remarkable company like this one would you like to follow me, we can go up to my office, this is Mark by the way, he's my Butler". Mark is another large man aged around 50, he has a massive belly stuffed into his suit, hes huffing and puffing, like he ran a marithon, "don't mind him, most of my staff are..."

Max cuts him off "fat?"

They both laugh, "you could say that Max" the elevator arrives and they all walk in, "now max, you did read the whole advertisement correct?".

Max didn't, it's was 48 pages long, who would read it all? He just looked at the wage he would get, it started at $100,000 per month. "Yes, I did".

"that's good, most guys are more keen to keep their body's but I guess if your struggling you'll do anything."

Max now confused just nod's and watches though the glass elevator as they fly up to the top floor.

"where here sir" Mark the butler says peacefully in his British accent.

They walk into the room, and Mammon sits at his desk pouring himself a glass of wisky, and Max one too. Max looks around in aww, the room was covered in art work, with the walls painted in golds and whites and had its own bar. "How do you have all this money?" Max asked.

"a mix of many things, this company, and a few investments paid for this whole building, I have many other ways but we're not here for that." Mammon points at the seat," take a seat max" Max sits the chair is made from leather and is very comfy. "So, max, I've gone through your file, I think you're perfect for the job."

"so, does that mean I have the job?" Max replies confused, expecting to be asked a question.

"well yes, if you agree to the terms"

"terms?" Max still confused.

"well yes, you expect to be paid 10times the amount the normal person for this job without any terms or conditions?"

"well I didn't know.." Max gets cut off.

"Max let me simplify them for you. You sacrifice your body to the company, and in trade you get, $100k X the amount you weigh paid into your account per month, So if you weigh 450lbs, you get $450k a month."

"what the fuck? That's sick, I'm not doing that, I'm leaving" and with that Max got up from the chair and stood face to face with Mammon, with the desk all that is separating them. "Your sick, you fa**ot".

With that Mammon's eyes glow a bright red. "I'm a what?" Max got through back against the chair by an invisible force. "Max you could have just left with your freedom, but now look what you've gotten yourself into".

"Let me go, What the fuck?" Max says while traped against that chair, it chreeking with the force of his muscle.

"I'm a fucking demon max, I'm never going to 'let you go'" he took a second break to mock max, "now, what did you say? Fa**ot, was it?".

"fuck, I didn't mean it" the force pins him down harder, trapping his arms against the leather chair arms, and pushing his legs against the underboard. "Please let me go home, I won't do it again."

"shut up max, the process is already starting".

Max looks down to see his body deflating, his pecs turning from mountain peaks to a flat surface, his giant powerful arms turning weak and light. And then looking up he sees a whole new man infront of him.

"Not as big as I thought I would get, but boy I'm big" he took a break to admire his new giant arms and pecs.

"what the?" Max looks in confusion, "how did you do that? Give me them back".

"what are you gonna do max? I'm an infinitely powerful being and you, your an old man, or at least your going to be."

"I'm only 42, what do you mean, going to be?"

"you see I don't have my infinite life span on earth, so to stay alive and in this fit body, I absorb anything a guy has and I want. In your case, these massive muscles, but then I need to absorb their life force as well, in order to make sure I don't age."

"what do you mean life force?"

"well, you have roughly 50 years, worth of life left, I'll drain about 20 years leaving you in your future crippled body at around age 60, force you to work for the company for another 20 years, then when your 80 drain the rest of your life, which after you get fat won't be much, then you got to hell."

"man your sick, let me go, LET ME GO!".

A bright red light shoots from Peters hand enveloping Max's whole body, and he starts to age, his face wrinkling, skin dropping, eye sight worsening, hearing getting muffled, and mind changing a little. "Max, you ok old man?".

"yes sir" max was confused in his mind, why did he say sir?

"max, you ready for your Cruise? You can have tones of food for the next 6 months."

"Yes sir, I'm ready" max lifts his head, opening his eyes to see a new blurry room from his new old eyes.

"you're gonna need these from now on" Peters eyes glow and a new pair of glasses appear on Max's face he can now see clear.

"thank you... Sir", max blinks seeing Peter infront of him, "what have you, done to me".

"Max, I've turned you into the perfect office worker, old, brainiac, who is soon going to get fat and live the rest of his life, in an office chair for me, don't worry for accomodation you live here now, we have apartments on floor 30 to 40, all workers live here, it's policy, we have also sent a team to your house to, well, blow it up, that way nobody is going to be looking for you, becuase we can plant a body"

"give me... My.... Body back, give me... My.. life back."

"Max we both know that will never happen, now enjoy a life of gluttony, and prepare yourself for hell, that's gonna be worse then anything I can do to you." Peter snaped his fingers and a red glow enveloped max.

Recovering from the glow max sees two men infront of him with a trolly of sorts between them. "Is he awake" one says,

"I don't know" said the other.

"im- awake" max said in a much older raspy voice.

"good we can now start the feeding" the man on the left said, his body as muscled as a god, ripped from head to toe, and we can see everything.

Max rubs his eyes under his glasses and opens them again, "Fucking hell, put some clothes on both of you".

Both men where nude, one a ripped god, another muscled up but with a big gut. "Clothes are banned here mate" the beefy man said in a type of Australia accent, "you cant say much fella, look at that tiny pecker".

The men laughed pointing at Max's shriveled up old cock and low hanging balls, "what the fuck"max tries to move his arm to cover him but his arm doesn't move, he looks down to see him stuck in a chair, with a cut out hole under his ass, and straps tying him down, trapping him. "What... Are you gonna do to me?" Max asked sceared.

The men laughed at him again, "no need to act to sceared, we're here to feed you for the next 6 months".

"but... Sir said..." Max get cut off.

"he said you'd be going on a cruise? Fucking hell are you dumb? He's a demon, you shouldn't trust a demon" The muscled guy says.

"bro let's start the feeding we have 50 other guys to see and I wanna watch football Tonight." The beefy guys says, and in unison both their eyes glowed a bright red, showing they where demons too.

The trolly between them had several items on top, one long tube, which floated in the air for a few moments before shoving itself down maxes nostril and deep into his stomach, his head flipped back trying to wriggle it out, but it was stuck. Another item moved into his frame, a IV bag holder, holding a giant barrel type object made of glass, and two large bags floated of the table again and started to drain into the barrel, and the tube connected itself to it, starting a flow of the liquid into maxes stomach.

"done" the beffy guy said. "Now we'll be back tomorrow to refill your barrel, and clean you up if you make a mess, but youll basically be unconscious for the next 6 months, due to the drugs were feeding you."

"so enjoy your sleep mate, you'll litterally wake up a different man." The two men laughed and walked out, max tried fighting the restraints but in his crippled form could do nothing. The door slammed and locked, and the room fell dark, max screamed begging into the darkness to be let free, and to have his life back, which he had only an hour before, but nothing happened, nobody came. He felt the drugs taking effect, but tried to fight back, but it was useless, his body slumped and loosened. His mind fell blank as he drifted of into his 6 month hibernation.

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aliasimagines · 4 years

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October/Halloween headcanons for Jonathan Crane (ft s/o)

a/n: sorry for the typos, its 2am, hope you enjoy reading anyway!!

taking long walks in the nearby park, alone or with you Jonathan loves the colors of the autumn, and he likes the sound of the dry leaves crunching under his well worn shoes, it helps him think and relax

also, while we are at the park, he absouletly adores the weather this time around so sitting outside on a bench with a good book is one of his favorite thing to do

he loves a good seasonal tea but if you persue him he might even try those fancy pumpkin spiced lattes (but only if you ask him to, he only drinks coffe to stay awake/wake up, he couldn’t care less for it’s taste)

now as for halloween

he is so watching a ton of old horror movies each year, if you are watching along and get sceared he will laugh at you but let you snuggle closer to him

he actually wouldn’t mind halloween decorations around the house

PUMPKIN CARVING, i think he would like the actual carving part,he can come up with creative designs

Jonathan might be villain but don’t think for a second that he would turn away trick or treaters, that of course if the kid is not bully, then lets just say they get a different kind of candy

he makes sure to give extra candy for the kids with cheaper, diy costumes and he might even give some encoureing words to them

and if he sees a scarecrow costume!

hoo boy first he was wierded out but you said that the kids dress up as him because they think he is scary enough to be a halloween coustume so in a way the are spreading fear too

#this is silly but hey it is 2 am and im listening to hozier #jonathan crane x reader #jonathan crane imagine #jonathan crane headcanon #halloween headcanons #scarecrow x reader #scarecrow headcanon #rouges x reader #autumn headcanons #alias imagines

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huearmy · 4 years

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The Smell of Truth - III

Summary: After years being forced to fight in clandestine hybrid ring, Jungkook is now living in shelter, but life remains bad, the place is abusive, and nobody seems to want adopt him. Until one night a pro-hybrid activist group invades the shelter, and a woman in black smelling like truth promises that things will get better, and he decides to follow her wherever she goes.

Pairing: pitbull!Jungkook x human!Reader

Genre: fluff, angst, future smut maybe.

Words: 5303

Rating: NC-17

Sorry that it took forever, my head is messed up.

Chapter I Chapter II - Chapter IV Chapter V Chapter VI Chapter VII

For the first time in years Jungkook woke up on his own, when his body asked for it, without anyone waking him up with a bucket of cold water, or to meet some schedule. He felt numb and heavy, relaxed, rested. He stretched, sitting against the headboard in the dark room. He couldn't tell the time, since there was no clock, making him feel a little disoriented in space time. After so many years without freedom to come and go the boy was not sure what to do now. About ten minutes went by without anyone showing up to tell him to get up - and he didn't want at all, the bed hugging him - hunger settled in his stomach, as well as the urge to go to the bathroom. But could he really leave? He got up and tested the door. It wasn't locked. So he could leave the room, in theory. Without making a sound he closed the door again and went back to bed, thinking about what to do to make the best impression on the first day in his new home. He decided to make the bed and tidy up the room. When he opened the curtains, bringing light to the room, a pile of clothes on the armchair caught his attention - a pair of sweatpants shorts and a oversized t-shirt, a new toothbrush, a pink post it on top. These clothes are mine, but it’s for you to wear while we don’t buy some for you. I think it'll fit. By the smell it was obvious the clothes were yours, he didn't even need to read the note to know. It fit, but not the way Jungkook likes to dress up - he likes big clothes on him, to feel comfy, and your big clothes, wich are big for you, who are smaller than him, are just right to him. Right now he was in clean clothes, smelling of fabric softener and you. He put on his shoes and his cap too. Outside the window the now busy street was full of cars and people, making him excited to go out. But yet again, can he? Determined to be a good boy and not disobey, for you to love him, Jungkook sat on the edge of the bed and waited. More minutes passed before he heard light knocks on the bedroom door. He crossed the room in one step and opened the door as fast as he could, his tail wagging from side to side, but it wasn't you in the hall, his smile fell. It was the cat. "What are you doing?" Yeri asked, taking him by surprise. "I... I'm..." He stammered. She crossed her arms "You've been up for almost half an hour, why haven't you left the room yet? Are you alright?" "Yeah" He spoke so low that if Yeri didn't have feline hearing she wouldn't have understood a word. "I was waiting for Y/n." "Oh" Her confused expression softened. "She went to work." "She is not home?" Yeri couldn't understand the slight panic in Jungkook's voice at asking it, or why he didn't left the room by his own choice. She don't know the feeling of rejection like he does, or the pain of being treated like a animal. She knows she is privileged though, she don't need to understand to be empathic... And you asked her to be nice to Jungkook so... "No, and she asked me to keep an eye on you until she back." She smiled softly "Go wash yourself, Y/n let breakfast done for you." Jungkook loved the restroom, for no especial reason, he just he just never saw a bathroom so ... happy - all colorful and with little plants in cute pots, and smelling and clean like he never imagined a bathroom could be. Out of curiosity he decided to try the shower, turned the register slowly, and when the water started to fall he put his hand under it and ... oh, it was so warm. "Yeri!" Jungkook ran into kicthen , where the cat was waiting by the table, scearing her off. The white hairs on her tail were all standing on end when she answered in a hiss. "What?!" "Where do I find towels and shampoo?" He excitedly asked. Not quite understanding Yeri pointed to the hall. "In the closet under the stairs in the hall... But..." Before she could end the sentence he was gone, and the sound of the door of the bathroon closing againg. Jungkook love to shower, stay clean, water. This was often the only medicine he received after being beaten until he was unable to get up. After a while, the cold, limited water shower became the safe spot for him, where the world couldn't hurt him anymore, and he could just breathe. In the shelter the water was not so cold anymore, but there was still a time limit for each shower, it was still Jungkook's favorite time of the day, because he didn't need to think about anything other than himself. Now the water was hot and pressurized, massaging his sore muscles, more than the room you give to him, this felt like home. Of course Jungkook felt a litlle bit upset that you weren't home when he woke up, after all he wanted to see you, he never liked an owner so much that he missed them from one day to the next. But he wasn't going to complain, it's not like he's used to getting attention, in fact being alone was more common than anything. He understands that you can have more important things to do than show him the apartment or prepare and have breakfast with him... You are already too good to be real. He was rinsing his hair and ears, massaging his own scalp, when voices came from outside, caughting his attention. It was two voices, female. You were home. _________________________________________________________________________________________ You entered the apartment with arms full of shopping bags and document folders. You quickly dropped everything on the table or on the floor near the door, took off your coat to hang on the rack and kicked off your shoes. Your eyes searched the living room and kitchen, looking for Jungkook, without a sign of him. You tried to complete all your tasks at the office as quickly as possible and rescheduled some visits for other days of the week to be able to get home early to see him, you were anxious to know if he slept well, or if your male clothes fit him . The breakfast you prepared for him before leaving still wrapped on the counter. You frowned. "Where is Jungkook?" You asked to Yeri, who was lying on the couch by teh window, jumping through the channels. "Taking a shower. He just woke up." She said without looking away from the tv. You hummed. "Ok. Can you put on the news for me please. I didn't have time to check it today." Yeri complained despite obeying anyway, but you paid no attention to it, busy putting the mess you brought with you in its proper place. The TV journalist was talking about the economy updates, which was not the topic you wanted to see. The explosion of the shelter last night ended up on twitter trending topics, but you wanted to know what the official media outlets have to say about. On the internet your organization is seen as justice, everything you do is seen as a heroic act by many, and that brings strength to the movement. Those in favor of the slavery of the hybrids also speak out against you, but their ignorance only strengthens the abulutionist discourse too - in a slow process of difficulty, but there are so many people working for equality that you refuse to be shaken by these rotten people full of hate. This polarization of ideas, of course, also divides politics, and it is this part that interests you the most, because it is from the government that the rights of the hybrids will be guaranteed. Mess with the economy and popular opinion that it is possible to change the government, which is why you and your camarades love that much to explode some state buildings. "Why are you home? I was expecting you only in an hour." Yeri looked at you from the other side of the room with lazy eyes. "Ah, I have to go out to do some more sttuf, but I needed to come pick something... And maybe eat. I skipped lunch." You decided to warm up the pancakes you made for Jungkook in the morning, and add toast and eggs to your meal. You heard the bathroom door and fast steps and was about to ask Jungkook if likes coffee, the moment you turned around he was already behind you, with a big smile and open arms to hug you. "Y/N!" You were enveloped by jungkook's long arms and squeezed against your chest, losing your balance the way he hit you with his whole body. By instinct and with no regrets, you hugged him back. His tail, which was already swinging from side to side, started to swing even faster. His dump hair was wetting you, and his litlle happy sounds were malink you soft. "Hi, Jungkook...." You give light taps on his back and opened up space between you two. " Let me see you... I knew the clothes would fit quite well. But if you don't like them, fine, they are only temporary, so you don't have to walk around in that shelter's hideous pajama." "I like the smell of it." He said smelling the shirt collar fabric. "Good. Because I'm a little paranoid about laundry." You really are. Actually you are kind of crazy tidy. "Are you hungry?" You softly said, still looking to how the clothes were wrapping his body. You didn't notices but you were making him blush with your stare. "Yes." He said in tiny. "Me too, lets eat breakfest together.". You reaffirmed your theory that Jungkook wouldn't be too picky about food, and that basically anything you put in front of him he eats happily. He just doesn't like coffee. And sweets are really his favorite. He ate the pancakes and egg with toast, plus a very large bowl of cereal, some fruit and a glass of juice. It wasn't just because everything was good, but he was happy you were eating with him, and that made him even more hungry. "Lucky me I have money." You still have a lot of questions in your head to do to Jungkook. You were curious about him in so many levels. Since from his habits and tastes to his past ... One doubt you have is: How is he so docile? His file said that he spent almost a decade in illegal dogfights. Most hybrids take less than five years to lost their and go feral, and then when they can no longer be controlled the owners put them down. But Jungkook doesn't. Furthermore, despite being a pitbull, he does not have his canine ears clipped, which is not common in the middle of where he came from. You wanted so much to ask... but you decided oposite it, thinking that it wasn't the moment. "Want more juice?" Jungkook offered, he was pouring himself more and saw your empty glass. "Of couse, thankyou, sweetie." You didn't notice the blush on his cheeks again, intending to pay more attention to the TV in the living room. Jungkook was not used to hearing praise like that, the most he heard from his former owner was 'champion' or 'good boy' when he won a fight and there was nothing satisfying about it. Your 'sweetie', on the other hand, accompanied by a smile from you, just because of a glass of juice seemed like the world to him. "Updates on the terrorist attack on a shelter in downtown Seoul last night: It was confirmed that despite the magnitude of the explosion and the damage to the building's structure, there were no victims, either by the hybrids or by the local staff. According to the authorities, the 100 hybrids that lived in the shelter were kidnapped by an anti-government organization as a form of protest, on social media entities defend that they were released by the Set Us Free movement." You got up and crossed your arms to watch the jornalist talking as aerial recordings of the burning building and post prints talking about took over the screen. "Early in the morning, a series of complaints linked to the shelter came to the knowledge of the police, involving corruption and money laundering, as well as mistreatment of resident hybrids. Among the evidence presented a list with names involved in the scheme ..." As the jornlist listed names of businessman and politicians. Many of these names you already knew, once your group that investigated and made the report, others were a surprise to you. In that moment you were so interested in the news that you sat on the end of the chouch supporting your elbows on your knees, watching the TV without blinking. Jungkook recognized the images from the shelter last night, but he didn't find it so interesting, because seeing the explosion live was much nicer, and none of the information said anything to him. But seeing you so serious was interesting, he took the bowl of cereal and sat at your feet, looking more at you and your reactions than at the TV itself. "Senator Y/L/N spoke earlier in a news conference.." The image of the journalist was replaced by one of a man in a suit speaking in front of several different microphones. "Violent acts can't and won't be encouraged, but we need to pay attention to where it comes from. The social injustice and slavery of hybrids needs to be tackled in some way, and since the government is slow to guarantee the rights they deserve as similar to humans, manifestations of marginalized groups are to be expected. It is not giving them what they want, as the conservators say, it is guaranteeing them what should already be theirs by right. Situations like last night are nothing more than a symptom of the disease that we think we are entitled to own a hybrid." Jungkook thought it was cute the way you were biting the inside of your cheek or how it looked like you were narrowing your eyes with each word said. "Ya... Dad is so different when speeching..." Yeri mumbled. It took Jungkook's attention away from you. "Dad?" He asked with his mouth full of cereal, looking from Yeri to you and to the man in the TV. "Yes." You awnsered, lying in the couch. "This is my uncle... He is cool isn't he?" Jungkook frowned, not thinking the guy is so cool... but since you say so... "Does he protect hybrids like you do?" You smiled to him, slightly petting his head. "On his way." At the same time that the news changed to weather forecast, your phone started to beep with messages. You praticaly jumped from the couch to your feet. "I need to go." You said. From the floor, Jungkook looked at you with doe eyes and a pout. "You are leaving again?" "I have something to do... But you can come with me. If you want." "I do." Jungkook jumped on his spot, finishing his cereal as fast as he could. "Then go put on that hoodie I gave you. Is kind of cold out side." You didn't need to say twice. Jungkook ran to his room to obligue, he came back finishing putting on his sweatshirt and putting on his shoes midair. He was so excited, and the look on your face when he took your hand was so affectionate towards him, just like the good dreams sometimes he have. He was intending on livig his best life with you while it lasted, as long as you wanted him, after so many bad, terrible things that he was forced to go through during his short life, Jungkook got used to not waiting for things to really improve, but he also learned to enjoy each of the good moments, whether they were truth or just dreams. Maybe he will wake up at some point and realize that he is still in the shelter ... or in the cold room, using a muzzle ... Until then he will not stop receiving all the affection that you are willing to give. Among the good things he was not expecting to happen, going out for a walk is one of Jungkook's favorite. "I'm ready." He told you with a cheekie smile, even if you could clearly see it for yourself. You just smiled back containing the urge to grab him by the cheeks. So cute. "Do you want a ride home,Yeri?" You picked the keys. "No thanks. Irene will pick me up in half of an hour." She didn't even looked at you to awnser, to busy scrowling throgh her phone. "Ok. Don't forget to lock the door when you leave," Said that you two left the apartment, and Jungkook got your attention all for himself again. ________________________________________________________________________________ It wasn't your plan to spoil Jungkook so much. Of course, you already intended to go shopping with him, and maybe, who knows, give the world to him if he wanted to, but the idea was that things would happen more slowly. Instead, early in the morning on your way to work, you saw a beautiful jacket in a shop window and thought it would look beautiful on him, without hesitation you went into the store and bought it, and as a bonus some other pieces of clothing for essential use. Now you were supposed to go to the grocerie store, get an order of yours, and that's it. Kess than one hour and you both would be back home. Now its been almost two hours and your SUV is stuffed with shopping bags of clothes and other random things that made Jungkook's eyes sparkles as you strolled in front of shop windows - you let him buy a skate and an air freshener, for exemple. The tour was a big new world for him, clearly he was having fun just running around the store shelves and you had to pull him back into focus more than once. Like when he decided to try on all the hats in a store, first one hat at a time then all at the same time, it was cute, and you took the ones he seemed to like the most and added to his shopping pile without him paying attention. "Jungkook, do you want to choose some underwear? I have no idea what you like or what size you wear..." He was no where to be seen but you knew he was listening to you, especially after a few seconds, when the sound of the new boots you bought him two stores earlier approached fast, and then the hybrid's happy face appeared among the jeans racks beside you. "Oh, this is important, the only underwear I have is drying on my bedroom window." He said starting to look through the pile of new underwear, ignoring all the colored ones, and separating only the black and white ones. "Wait, what?" You blinked at him. "I washed in the shower and didn't know where to leave it, so I hung it in the window." He simply said. You were kind of shocked. "Jungkook... Aren't you wearing underwear? Like right now...?" He just made no with his head, too entertained in choosing several identical boxer briefs.. You looked around to see if anyone around heard it, taken with modesty but finding the situation a little funny. "Did you have more at the shelter? Why didn't you bring it when I said to get your things?" "I had it, but I didn't think about it at the time." You just laughed at him and hurried him so you would soon pay for everything and move on, with the promise of returning to buy more things later. You still needed to go to the grocerie store... Where together you filled a shopping cart with your list - last night he said he wanted to have a barbecue, so you were going to prepare one for him, lots of meat, charcoal and side dishes - and things that Jungkook thought might taste good by the look of it. "Jungkook, you will find some hygiene products for hybrid in this corridor. Take a look and choose, I'll be right back ... ". "Wait." He looked arond. The grocerie store was way bigger than the clothes shops you went before, with a lot more people, he was not comfortable being alone here. How would he know where to find you if you go too far? You read that in his expression and give his hand a squeeze. "I'll just pick a package. Three corridors from here to the right." You poited. "But don't worry I'll be right back. Can you look the cart for me?" "Of couse I can." He said, more confident now. "Thankyou, sugar." You gave him another of those smiles and then left him alone to choose deodorants and soaps for hybrids. But you didn't lie, as fast as you're gone you're back, now with a wrapped paper package in your hands. Out of curiosity Jungkook sniffed the package over your shoulder while you put it in the cart, but for some reason he was unable to identify what could be inside. "Please don't put anything on top of that, it's fragile." You said. "Ready to go?" "Yeah." Jungkook droped one of one soap bar into the cart, not seeing which of the two fragrances he had been choosing before. "What is it?" You gave him a mischievous smile, hooking an arm around his and then guiding him through the corridors to the cashiers. You knew he would be curious, and you specifically asked them to wrap the package in a special paper that will outwit his dog nose. "Its a surprise." Jungkook was convinced. He never had good experiences with the idea of 'surprise', but coming from you he did not imagine anything bad. If you were saying that he was supposed to wait to find out what was in the package, then he was just going to wait. ____________________________________________________________________ When you got home, you parked once again at the back of the building, the light from the florist indicating that although it was time to close, the employees still haven't left. The same thing in the office on the second floor. You thought it would take a lot of coming and going to take all the bags up to the apartment, but while you picked up some and thought it was too much for you, Jungkook picked up almost all the others, hanging them in his arms, and when he left the first batch on living room ran to get the rest alone. It had been a while since he had space to run a litlle, without even being able to remember the last time. He only slowed down when he heard voices on the second floor, adjusted the bags in his hands and tried to go unnoticed. "I want to finish this before call it a day." A soft voice spoke. "But I want to go home. I'm hungry..." Another male voice answered. "More fifteen minutes, Tae." The office door opened just when Jungkook was passing, and he felt like he was caught doing something he shouldn't have, even if he wasn't, two guys looking right at him. The one at the table in front of a computer and stacks of paper smiled and waved at him. The other, holding the door handle, didn't even blink at him, looking serious. Jungkook just bowed his head and continued on his way, stopping only after reaching you in the kitchen. You felt his arms embracing you from behind and his forehead on you sholder. The guy at the table was a hybrid, he couldn't tell what kind, but the smell was like a cat, and probably, since as far as he knows they both work for you, the two shouldn't be bad. Still, Jungkook couldn't make his heart slow down. Men scare him. You turned to look at him. He didn't let you go tho. "What's up?" You asked noticing his distress. Jungkook bited down his bottom lip. "Got tired." You smiled and pet his head for the second time today making him sigh and close his eyes. Without knowing it you made him calm down. "Go put your things on your room, the new clothes in the closet... When you're done, go up to the terrace." "And then we will eat a lot of meat?" "Yep" _______________________________________________ You were just finishing making the vegetable skewers, and putting the meat on the grill when Jungkook went up the stairs to the floor where his room is and the terrace, where he hadn't gone yet. Like the bathroom, the terrace were filled with plants, but here the vases and plants are much bigger. The starry sky was beautiful, and the movement of cars and people on the street is comforting and full of possibilities. Jungkook stopped by the glass door and just looked at you, who didn't noticed him yet. You were now in comfortable clothes and messy hair, drumming his fingers on the table to the beat of a song that was playing only in his head. Once again the thought that you seem inoffensive crossed Jungkook's mind. But that's a lie. You are powerfull in a way he isn't. During the tour of the city he saw your surname in names of shops and street signs more than once, your uncle is an important guy who appears on TV, and your friends do illegal things using guns and bombs... And you are human - and that's enough for you to be scary for any hybrid. You are not harmless, and one thing that would certainly hurt Jungkook hard would be if after today, when he felt at home after years of not knowing what that feeling is like, you decide that you don't want him anymore. That would be worse than every time he thought he was going to die in a fight. Rejection. Like in the shelter, Jungkook was trying to figure it out a way to be loved. To be so loved that someone would want to live with him forever and never leave him. But he doesn't know how to do it. "Do you want some help?" He approached you. "No. Now just don't let the meat burn." You proudly put your hands on your hips. "But I wantou to sit here... and close your eyes." You made him sit by the wooden picnic table and ran inside. He closed his eyes as you said so. You came back with calmer steps and put something in front of him, an instant after the smell of phosphor and sugar entered Jungkook's nose and you said... "You can open it now." In front of Jungkook was a cake with the words "Welcome home JK" written on it and some candles on top. His eyes got wet instantly. "This is an welcome party." You said softly, holding his hand. "And every party need a cake. Surprise, Jungkook." Jungkook wiped away the tears that began to flow with the sleeve of the hoodie - the hoodie that was yours and still smells like you. Seeing that he was crying, you tentatively rubbed a hand on his back and waited for the sobs to pass before you spoke. "Jungkook, we need to have this conversation sooner or later... But I don't want to be your owner." You said and he got freeze. He looked in shock to you and more tears ran down his face. He was so confused. The cake made him so happy and then you said exactly what he was afraid of hearing. A knowing look reached your eyes and you wiped the boy's face yourself. "Don't cry. Let me explain, ok?" He nodded, without realizing that he was holding your hand with all his strength. You couldn't care less. "I never intended on adopting or buying a hybrid. You are the only exception." You smiled sweetly. "When you said you wanted to come with me I couldn't say no. You were so sweet, trusting on me... You are very special to me, even if we've only known each other since yesterday." You took his face in your free hand. "But I'm unable to own a person. It may be strange for you to understand what I am saying now, but my intention in having you with me is for you to be free. If you want to live with me forever, in the simplest way in the world, I will take care of you. If you want to live your life in any other way, even if it is somewhere else, I will also take care of you, and support you. Because the choice is yours. Of course, you don't have to choose anything now. Today or years from now ... It will remain your choice." Jungkook relaxed but remained confused, not knowing how to respond. "What do you want?" He finally said. Your eyes saddened, the thought that your wanting to be more important to him than his own bothering you. "I want to be your friend." His answer seemed to be what Jungkook wanted to hear, because he opened a huge and beautiful smile. "That's enough for me. Can I eat the cake?" "Of couse!" You served him a piece and one for you, chattering like you never cared much for dessert after a meal, and that if he wanted to eat the meat and the cake together you wouldn't judge. His daydreams are cute, he concluded, determined to love you so that you love him. "Y/N... There are a lot of things about me that I don't like, and I know you won't like it either... And I don't like to talk about it, or to think about it at all... But since we are friends I feel like I should... " "That you should tell me?" He nodded. "You dont need to. Jungkook, I already know a lot of bad things about you." You made him freeze again. "Nothing personal, but enough that if it bothered me or changed the way I see you, I wouldn't even have brought you home. But I don't care, and if you don’t feel like sharing it with me now, or ever, okay, you don’t owe it to me just because we’re friends." He smiled to his cake. "Seriously, I have a lot of secrets my friends don't know. You can have yours too." "Thankyou, Y/N. I like you a lot, and I think I want to be with you forever." That was your time to smile to your cake. "So you are stuck with me forever then." Having a friend has always been more important to Jungkook than having a good owner. But for him the only friend he had stayed in the past, he was already sure that it would never happen again and that he was alone for the rest of his life. But now he had you, and that is enough. Regardless of the situation, friends are forever. If you are friends, he doesn't have to be afraid of you kicking him out, even with all the bad things he has done or all the fears he has.

And that good feeling tastes like cake. _____________________________________________________________

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lovethestars1966 · 3 years

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Sterek Best Friends brother Fic

So I’ve been feeling really bad about the angst in my current fic, ‘Unspeakably Desirable’. Even though the angst between my fav boys will be done with in the next chapter I wanted to post a sneak peak on my next fic in the series. It won't come out until UD is finished and it’s a shorter, more fluff fic, (shorter in comparison to my other fics. It’s still 18k plus words)

It’s an idea that I haven't been able to get out of my head and I think it’s pretty original but if I’m wrong let me know. I’d love to read someone else's take.

IDEA AS FOLLOWS

Derek needs to get a blood screening as part of a physical to enter the FBI. That includes an STD component. Scott sees the letter while Derek is out but every one else, including Stiles is home and just reads the STD part and starts waving it about scearing the shit out of Stiles. Derek and Scotts parents, unaware of Derek and Stiles, start discussing how it must be bacuse Derek is so promiscuous in front of him. It’s all a misunderstanding that is quickly cleared up when Derek gets home and almost dies of shock. It does give Stiles a good idea for a valentines day present though.

SNEAK PEAK...

“What the hell is going on in here?” Derek asks a little breathless as he beelined for the fridge. “I could hear Scott yelling from the street and I had headphones in.” He said pulling out a bottle of Gatorade. One of the many Stiles had seen him stash there.

He looked so fucking good too. Stiles had thought that when he saw him next, after all these revelations, that he wouldn’t be able to look at him properly, but instead he couldn’t stop. Derek was gorgeous all the time but dripping with sweat and wearing tight running clothes, he looked down right fuckable, and shit please let there be an explanation for all this. Stiles trusts Derek, there has to be an explanation.

Derek looked at him too and Stiles must be wearing his emotions on his sleeve because his boyfriends face screwed up even more, from confusion and curiosity, to concern and worry. He lifted an eyebrow as a question he couldn’t ask out loud. Are you okay? Stiles looked away then. How was he supposed to answer that because no, he wasn’t okay but he would be once Derek told him just what the hell was going on.

It’s enough to trigger a note of hurt in Derek though and he must clue in that something serious is happening. It’s then, after a good thirty seconds of people awkwardly not answering that Mark speaks up.

“Oh for god sakes,” He mutters reaching for the piece of paper he kept next to him and holds it out for Derek to take. “Maybe keep things like this in your room son, lest nosey brothers get wind of it.” Scott had been heatedly glaring at Derek the whole time which seemed to only confuse him more but Stiles saw the moment Derek recognised the sheet in his hand when Derek scoffed and rolled his eyes at Scott, which, not the reaction he’d been expecting.

“Really Scott?” Derek asked annoyed, “Going through other peoples mail. Is there no bar to low you won’t go under it?” He asked and what the hell is he going all high and mighty about. Scott seems to agree if his outraged sputtering is any indication. Bless this man for today saying everything Stiles couldn’t.

“Don’t you think that’s a bit pot/kettle right now?” He hisses back nodding to the paper Dereks folding up and tucking under his arm.

Derek looks at him bewildered, “Why?” He asks as he starts to sip at his drink. Scott goes to let loose but Mark beats him too it.

“I tried to reason with them Derek but the kid won’t listen,” He explained as he once again resumed peeling potatoes, “I said with how promiscuous you are at collage there’s no telling what you could have been introduced too and this is a smart pro-active move, I for one am proud of you.”

Derek chokes.

He rushes to the sink to spit out the rest of his drink and Melissa is quick to reach over and start patting his back. Scott looks a little too satisfied with the outcome and Stiles itches to go and take Melissas place.

Finally when Dereks done coughing up blue liquid he looks up in horror at Mark and asks with a croaky voice, “What?”

Mark looks confused now but elaborates anyway. “Well isn’t that the reason you got an STD screening, with as much action as I’ve been lead to believe you see it was only a matter of time?” He explains and this was the reaction Stiles had been expecting earlier.

As Mark was talking Dereks eyes began to bulge, his breath caught, and all the colour brought up by the coughing fit a moment ago drains away to leave a pale complexion. You can see the moment it clicks and Dereks eyes snap towards Stiles troubled ones and he rushes to shake his head.

“What? No!” He shouts loudly in outrage, shocking everyone, “No, no, no that’s not what it is!”

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*hasn’t been edited yet so please forgive mistakes.

Links for all my other fics

Forbidden Fruit series

https://archiveofourown.org/series/2246892

Being Forbidden Would Make Even a Lemon Taste Sweet- COMPLETE

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30499542/chapters/75214890

Unspeakably Desirable- WIP

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30839885/chapters/76135853

#sterek #derek hale #stiles stilinski #stiles/derek #derek and scott are brothers #sneak peak #forbidden fruit #forbidden fruit series #fic rec

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hhytheking · 4 years

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How to make a episode with normal Lord of Ring reference

So in this vision, Ezekiel didn’t vote off in Egypt. He survived till Episode 22.

In this vision of Episode 22, everyone go to New Zealand.

Title“The Lord of the Drama”.

They only have one challenge: There are one hundred rings in the forest. Each person must collect as many rings as possible. The one who get the least got eliminated.

Contestants: Alejandro, Cody, Ezekiel, Heather, Sierra

All 5 contestants think make a alliance here is a good idea no matter they like it or not.

Meanwhile, the local Maoris hated Chris and his crew for putting rings in the forest. Some of them decided to found themselves while others came to complain to Chris.

Chef and interns try to scear them off by put a piece of black cloth over their body as ghost but failed. So Chris decided to negotiated with these people.

Contestants try their best to find but only found 30 of them in an hour.

Luckily They found a Maori was resting and leave his basket under the tree. They stolen it from him and got another 30 rings.

Then they must go though a dangerous bridge. As soon as they arrived, Heather took the basket from Alejandro and run thought the bridge.

Heather: You all should not pass!

She said that when she held aloft her portable switch-blade knife and cut the rope.

With the bridge got destroyed and Heather ran away, Alejandro took the other 30 rings and ran away while Ezekiel followed him.

Cody made a deal with Sierra: Collect rings for them and if they are the first two, She can kiss him in the mouth.

With that, Sierra found the rest 40 rings, Cody quickly took 10-15 of them and ran away from Sierra. But Sierra catch him at the end.

Sierra: Don’t you leave her, Sierra Goodwin. And, I don’t mean to.

(Sierra’s full name given by @georgiew1984)

With that, Cody allow Sierra stay with him. And they both keep 20 rings.

After ran a while, Alejandro found out Ezekiel is stalked him. So he stop and tell Ezekiel that they should have a deal which each keep 15 rings, Ezekiel agreed.

Ezekiel dislike Alejandro because he play dirty tricks on Team Victory. So he decided to took other 15 rings and ran away.

But Alejandro give him a wood carving which he found in the ground as present to Ezekiel. Ezekiel feel so touched.

Ezekiel: My present......

Today is his birthday and his parents never celebrate his birthday. Why?

Ezekiel, stand in the left side of the confessional room acting as his mother: We should make a birthday party for Ezekiel,eh.

Ezekiel then stand in the right side of the confessional room acting as his father: No! We shouldn’t do such a girly thing for our son,eh.

Ezekiel acting as his mother: He should!

Ezekiel acting as his father: He shouldn’t!

Ezekiel acting as his mother: SHOULD!

Ezekiel acting as his father: SHOULDN’T!

Ezekiel, back to normal: Then they somehow had a agreement with not celebrat my birthday ever after........ Seriously, they should divorce for good.

Alejandro took one ring of Ezekiel’s when he was still touching with his present. When they all arrived the plane. Ezekiel was eliminated.

Heather:30 rings (Win)

Cody:20 rings (In)

Sierra:20 rings (In)

Alejandro:16 rings (In)

Ezekiel:14 rings (Out)

Ezekiel in his last confessional: He is a traitor! He is a traitor! He is a filthy little traitor! When did he took it? When did he took it? He stole it from me, my victory. Curse him! I hates him! it's mine it is, and I wants it! I wants it, I needs it. Must have the money. He stole it from me. Sneaky little greaseball! Wicked, tricksy, false! EH!!!

Ezekiel then took a deep breath: OK, I am cool now,eh.

Before jump off the plane. Chris took the wood carving and claiming that that’s not allowed. Ezekiel try to took it and fall off the plane.

Ezekiel who now hold the wood carving: PRESENT!!!!!!

Bouns clip: Ezekiel land in a big haystack.

Ezekiel: I am safe, eh!

A group of angry Maoris are surrounding him.

Ezekiel: Uh,oh......

Chris told the Maoris to put something in the middle of ground, someone will land in and this person would clean the mess for them.

Ezekiel: But we took all the rings already.

Meanwhile Chris threw all bag of rings from the sky to the forest.

Ezekiel: Oh, crap......

In Aftermath, a black-eyed Ezekiel sit with other contestants.

Bridgette: I thought you handled this well. What happened?

Ezekiel: They said my present is their treasure and took it away from me, eh.

Duncan: At least they gave you a black eye!

#Watch and Learn Fresh TV #The Lord of Rings reference #total drama ezekiel #total drama #tdwt #td alejandro #td cody #td sierra #td ezekiel #td heather #td bridgette #td chris #td chef #td duncan

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gainerboystories · 4 years

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Farm hands forced weight gain

A small town in North Carolina we see Jack a slim 18 year old that is looking for work, hes only slim no muscle or fat, a blank slate you can say. The town is very small with only a population of around 50 people, the town has only a few places to work most people resorting to working on farms. So jack accepts his fate, as much as he doesnt like the idea, and jumps in his truck to the nearest farm that he knows will hire him.

After driving about 7 miles, Jake arives at 'David's Ranch' as Jack reads on the wooden sign. He dives through the enterance and down the long dirt road with feilds spread across both sides, the right pigs and left cows blocked of with a long wooden fence from the enterance down about half a mile. After the feilds they is a large dirt area, straight infrount of the road is a small cabin, to the right is a large white and red barn and the left is a area holding all the farm equipment and a large truck with hay bales in the back.

Jack pulls in front of the small cabin and starts to get out of his truck, and walks up to the cabin, the cabin has a little raised deck just before the mesh door with the main doordoor open on the inside. He does a little knock on the wood near the door at first but nobody answers, then one a little lowder. Through the mesh Jack sees a large towering figure coming around the corner at the back of the cabin, walking quickly towards the door. The man unlocks and opens the mesh door and speaks in a raspy tone, "Hello?", Jack looking up at the incredibly tall man exsames him, hes shirtless, huge muscles covered with a thick fur of hair, giant feet and hands, and at least 7 foot tall. "I said hello...", Jack looks back up at him and says worryingly, "urm hello, i was wondering if you was in the need of a farm hand?". The man looks Jack up and down like Jack did to him. "Little small for a farm hand, are you sure", Jack replied "yes ive been doing manual labour most my life". The man pauses, then reponds "so if you wanna work on this farm its gonna be long hours, sometimes 12 hours", jack reluctantly agrees. The man holds out his hand for a shake and says, "im David", jack lifts his arm and places his tiny hand in David's palm, "im Jack".

"Come in Jack i can talk to you about work".

They enter an Jack is hit by a smell of Davids Bo, whats the point of wearing deoderant when your alone in the middle if nowhere. The cabin is small a living area to the right as you walk in, a small kitchen in the back right corner behind a large brormwn leather recliner, which David sts his large body into. To the left is two doors, one to a bedroom and the other a toilet. "You wanna sit down boy?", David pounts to the other Brown recliner in the corner of the room, Jack then sits his small body into the chair, he doesn't fill even half of the chair. "So boy heres what needs doing, the cows need milking, the pigs need weighing, rhe chickens need the eggs collected, the equipment needs cleaning, and then we need to place haybales in the feilds and then we should be done, its 10am now we should be done abround 8pm, you ready?", Jack not knowing if he will survive the dah nods, "dont look sceared boy, you wanted to be my farm hand, come on we can do it together... dont worry one day you'll the the same size as me", Jack looks at the big burly shirtless man and thinks of what hell look like with all that muscle, a dream he thought.

"Done" david shouted, its been hours and they are both exhausted, under the now setting sun, jack and David start to walk back to the Cabin. Jack now shurtless due to him sweating like crazy, says "i guess i better be heading home", "what?" David responds "you thinks you can drive home like that youll pass out before you get to the end of the road to the enterance, you can stay here tonight, ill make dinner". Jack to exhausted to argue renters the cabin and suts in the recliner he sat in when he first entered the cabin, "do you have a shower?" Jack asked, "haha nope" david took a pause "to expensive plus if i wanna be clean i use the hose pipe outside". Jack falls asleep while David is sleeping.

David cooks for about an hour or so, then wakes up Jack. "Hey boy, you ready to live like a real man on the farm?" Jack still waking up nods, David continues "so you wanna look like a farmer too", jack nods again. David then makes a drink for jack and pours in some white powder out of a black tub, "this will help with that" David said quietly, he drings the food and drink to Jack "eat up Jack you hav a big day tomorrow".

Finished his meal jack asks "where do i sleep?", "eather in here or in my bed, if you csn fit". Jack just wanting to sleep in a nice soft bed asks " can i sleep in the bed" David says "of course, where farmer together now" . Jack and David walk to the bedroom, its simple just a bed some photos, david unbuckles his belt and pulls down his jeans showing of his white underwear, stained and showing a huge bulge, Jack then dose the same and they get in bed, jack falls asleep instantly.

In the morning Jack wakes, his belly a little bigger due to the large meal and spesial drink David gave him, but not rally hurting his thin fram.

After many months, the days murge into the same and Jack ends up moving into the cabin. His body now changed, every day his meals getting larger to adjust to his growing body. Now almost a year after meeting David he looks like the average farmer, 300lbs of a mix of fat and muscle, a big beer belly, is now what he looks like.

The day ends, David and Jack are about to do their dayly ritual of making as much food as posible and eating it, Jack eating more of course, then washing it all down with a crate of beer. After Jacks second can he feels tired and passes out in his chair, the last thing he sees is Davids evil smile.

He a wakes in the barn that he has worked in all this time tied to the back wall, the door is open a crack but the rest of the barn is black. After a while the figuree if a man apears at the door its David. "Hey boy, youll be a man soon, awww are you wondering why your tied here and gaged with that funnle, well im gonna faten you up and turn you into a food obsessed pig. Ive always wanted this, in a few years youll be massive and want to worship me." David pours gainer shake after gainer shake into the funnle. After weeks of this Jack has already gained 50lbs now at 350lbs. David then trusts Jacl to take the gag off and untie him. "What do you want to do boy?" Jack responds in a drone type voice "eat sir, eat and worship you sir", "good boy, now eat this 3 layer cake while i jerk off to you been a pig, David places a huge 3 layer cake on the floor and Jack drags his now huge boy to it and eats it all up.

After months his body grows 400lbs in a month 500lbs in 3 months and then 1000lbs in a year. At the year mark Jack is just a large ball of fat sat on hay in the barn been fed endlessly byby his new master. In these months many other farm hands have joined the farm and come to the sane predicament as Jack, locked away in the barn watch eachother grow and become more submisive begging their master to let them suck his cock, but he never does just teases them, its a mix of heaven and hell for the boys, and constant heaven for David.

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vampirzyca13 · 6 years

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Unliked #2

RK900's name and character by: @ask-prototype-twins

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Hank woke up at 7 am, it was rarely thing. When he open his eyes he saw two figures next to him. It was Richard who was curled into Connor, the two was still sleeping. Hank quietly get out of the room and go to bathroom to chenge. Later he go to kitchen and make breakfast for himself. He was thinking what to do next. Connor's trauma was dengerous. He still couldn't forgot one day when he come back home after work and met Connor on the kitchen floor in pool of blue blood. He shaked his head, must to think about what is happening now.

When the breakfast was ready he sat on the chair and began to eat. It was nearly 8 am when he clean the dishes and go look at Connor and Richard.

When he enter the room he saw Connor sitting on the eage of the bed. ,,You're awake."he said. The android flinched at a sound of Hank's voice, but nodded. Richard was still asleep. ,,You don't need to be sceared. You're home."Hank came closer and reached out his hand to Connor. Connor looked at him.

,,I was killing them... I was killing my kind..."Connor said with fear in his eyes. ,,It is all my fault... Because of me Jerycho was destroied..."

,,It wasn't you. It isn't your fault."Hank came closer. ,,Let's go to the living room. Richard is still asleep. I don't wanna wake him up." Connor nodded and stand up to follow Hank.

Then the two walk into living room Sumo greet them with happy bork. TV was muted and it was still little dark outside. Connor sat on the couch and Hank was sitting next to him.

Hank didn't know what to say first. Connor has red LED and he was looking at nothing. If he still will be like that he would hurt himself or even kill. Hank was really worried, well, Richard and all Jerycho leaders too. Everyday it was getting worse, Connor had attacks more and more often. It was getting more dangerous even for Hank, Richard and Sumo if Connor will take a knife and try to kill himself, he would hurt Richard, Hank and Sumo too.

,,Connor, why are you blameing yourself that much?"Hank asked. He was sceared of response.

,,Because it was all me. I located Jerycho and show FBI the way to them."Connor wasn't looking at Hank, he was afraid. Afraid that Hank would order him to get out of house and never come back. Afraid of it that Hank would send him to destroy center. Afraid of...

Afraid of Hank. Nobody sceared him more then Hank or maybe he was sceared of Hank's reaction... What if-

,,Kid... Don't think like that. It wasn't you. It was a machine, not you." Hank's gaze was warm. Why wasn't he mad at him? He killed so many people. He even nearly killed Markus. Why everyone was so kind to him?!

,,I don't deserve to live... I killed so many people Hank! I took their life so why I deserve to live?!" Connor was crying. Every piece of him wanted to shut down or destroy himself. He wanted to die. He doesn't deserve people to be kind to him.

Hank didn't want Connor to feel like that. He wanted kid to be happy and have good life. He put his hand on Connor's back, android tried to escape from the touch but Hank didn't allow him to do it. ,,Everything is fine Connor. You are safe." Hank ruffled Connor's hairs. ,,Everybody are doing mistakes. But they are here to make us strong to later repair them." Hank wasn't good at talking about feelings, but he wanna do everything to make Connor feel better. Android put his head on Hank's shoulder.

They were sitting in silence for some time, but it changed then Sumo jumped on them. ,,Sumo! Get off of us!"Hank shout when the dog began to lick his face. Connor was lauthing, his LED was blue for the first time from long time. Finally Hank get Sumo down and now Connor was patting Sumo's head.

Hank was looking at him. Finally Connor was laughing. Finally some positive emotion show up. Then the phone rang. Hank didn't want to leave Connor, he finally can see kid smiling but when he see who was ranging he pick up the phone fastly. ,,Anderson talking."he said.

,,Lieutanant?" It was Markus, maybe was worried. ,,How is he?" Markus add.

,,Better then yesterday. Finally laughing." Hank said walking into bathroom, he didn't want Connor to hear.

,,Laugh? It is better then I tought." Markus said suprised. He surely has been worried. Hank just ride home with Connor.

,,Yeah. A little." Hank said looking aruond. God, he should clean there, but later now only Connor was important.

,,What about getting out somewhere? Maybe zoo or restaurant on dinner?" Hank was thinking about it a long time ago, but he couldn't go anywhere with Connor it this state. Kid was thinking that androids hate him or worse.

,,Sorry but not now. Connor need to rest and he shouldn't see any other android then Richard for now." Hank said. It will not do good on Connor, but maybe later. When Connor's state will be better.

,,I understand, but if you change your decision just call me. For now I must to do some more stuff at Jerycho." Markus said.

,,Sure. See ya." Hank said and hung up. When he walked back to living room he saw Connor lying on the couch and Sumo on him. This view make him smile. Kid was slowly getting better. ,,Are you alright?" Hank asked.

,,Yeah." Connor answer faster then Hank had thought. His LED was blue, that was a good sing.

Hank walked to kitchen for Sumo's food. How could he forgot to fed him? When he filled the bowl Hank would have sworn that Sumo was the fastest dog. Connor just looked up at Sumo then at Hank. The man smiled and android get his head back down. Did Hank do something wrong?

He looked at Connor, android's face was wet. Sumo must to licked him. ,,Maybe you should take a shower or bath?" Hank asked. ,,Maybe it would help you." He added and didn't get his eyes off of Connor. Android wasn't moveing for a moment but after some time he nodded and bagan to sit up.

Hank walked closer to Connor and offered a hand, android unsurely take it and stand up. ,,Go get a shower. I'll get you a clothes." Hank said and start walk to Connor's room. While Connor went to bathroom.

Android closed the door behind himself and started to put off his clothes. When he done he walked into shower and turn on warm water. It was cool feeling. He liked it. He heard that Hank knocked to door. ,,I'll put your clothes on the floor so you just need to open the door and get them." And then Connor heard that Hank walked away.

He stayed some more time under the shower and walked for clothes then closed the door again. Hank get him a green T-shirt and jeans. There were also a blue socks in stripes.

When he done dress up he looked in the mirror, his hairs was a mess, he looked down at his face. He couldn't look at it. It was all his fault that FBI find Jerycho. He was killing his kind. How he could?! He had to punish himself. He looked around and checked a drawer. Razor blade. He take it into his hand. He needed to punish himself for that. He won't hurt anybody else. Never!

He started to cut his right arm. He groaned. Thirium was spilling from his hand. It started to make a pool on floor. He heard a knock. ,,Connor, are you okay there?" Hank. He must heard him, but he couldn't stop. He must to punish himself. Connor didn't stop. He started to cut his left arm, he groaned again. ,,Connor open the door." Connor heard Hank knocking again, but he mist to punish himself. ,,Connor open the damn door!" Hank was angry? Did Connor do something wrong? He only punished himself. That's all. ,,CONNOR OPEN UP!" Hank shouted. Connor heard a sound of opening door. It wasn't bathroom door. Thirium was everywhere. Connor started to feel weak and world began to spin around him.

,,Connor? Can you open the door." He heard Richard. ,,Connor please." Did he begged? Or he asked? It was hard to say. Connor tried to get up and open the door, but his arm hurt and he was too weak. He felt like he was starting to lose senses.

,,R-Richard... H-Hank..." he whispered. He couldn't stay awake. He lose too much thirium.

,,Connor? Connor! Stay with us!" Hank was shouting and Richard began to break the door. Connor was fighting to stay awake. He couldn't...

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Hank was worried, Connor he didn't answer any of his questions. Richard was breaking the door.

Sumo whined. Why he accept Connor to close the door. Finally Richard broke the door. The view nearly made Hank puke. Thirium was everywhere, Connor was sitting against a bath and he was in pool of blie blood. Hank felt weak. ,,Connor!" He rushed to android's side. He shake his sholder, but he didn't responde. ,,Shit. Connor! Wake up!" Hank was shaking him stronger. Richard wasn't here. Where he was? Hank was trying to wake Connor. After a minute he felt some touch, he saw Richard trying to stop the bleeding with a towel.

,,I call Markus and Jerycho. They will be here with sime time. Now we need to stop the bleeding and get him out of bathroom." Richard said calmly, but his LED was red.

,,Get him where?" Hank choked out the question. He was panicking. He couldn't lose next son.

,,Outside. Markus and Jerycho will be there in a minute." Richard have timer on. He knew where Jerycho squad was. He pick up Connor. The android was limp, he wasn't concious. When Richard was out with Connor and Hank, Markus was waiting in truck.

,,Get him in. We need to go." Richard and Hank get in and Connor was lying on their legs. ,,We'll save him." Markus said and started ride to Jerycho.

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