#listen. hes so dumb and so cute. i wanna watch him bleed out

[opens-up-4-nobody]

🖤🖤🖤

[blurrymango]

do you like 2d from gorillaz i can’t really tell

No I want him to be, like, a battered housewife. Barefoot and pregnant and bruised lmao. I want Murdoc to abuse him, sexual style.

He's cute. But he'd look cuter in a collar and bleeding. And bloody. And starving. And drugged, he's so cute in Cracker Island he should be drugged more often.

I want him to owned completely by Murdoc, ok? I want him to get bred, ok? I want him to have tits, to be branded, among other things. I think he deserves some ice cream and to be called a good boy, honestly. 40 year blue hair guy with pronouns, why, he's just a pet. He's a pet. He's a pet. 2D is a pet. He's Murdoc's pet and failwife. He's never been married but they've divorced at least five times.

He needs to be put in the microwave, or turned into a marketable plushie. Or killed and brought back to life with black magic. Or shrunk down to be pocket sized. Give him a womb tattoo like a hentai succubus. Give him the world he deserves the world I want Murdoc to kill for him and kiss him. I want him to have as much peppermint tea as he can handle. I wanna wrap him up in a big ol blanket and put on some zombie movies for him. I want him to cry blood. I want him to put on the damn maid dress and cat-ears. I want him to get pissed on. Get pissed IN. His smile lights up the world and he has the voice of an angel so I think sewing his mouth up or ffucking up his vocal chords would be soooooo fun. I want him to give birth to a beautiful baby girl feel afraid that Murdoc is gonna hurt the child. But that won't happen. I want to put him in tall ffucking heels. He's already so tall, but in heels he would fail so hard at walking. Give him pupils let's see him with some pupils again it would look so dumb if he had realistic eightball fractures. I wanna put. Maggots. Inside him. He should be petted like a cat and should eat out of a dog bowl. I want him to be tied up and forced to watch whale videos. I want him to go to Murdoc for comfort knowing full damn well that that green man is the source of his problems. Give him a peanut allergy, give him cavities and heartburn and a bad haircut. Are you listening to me. Hello???

I want 50 dollars. Paypal me 50 dollars and I'll never talk about 2D pregnant ever again. It's true! I will not say anything about him as pregnant if you give me fifty dollars. It's not a high price considering how often ffucking often I think about him pregnant.

Ok. I believe I've made myself clear, and the only reason I'm not gonna type more is cuz I have to go get the mail right now.

[xoxo-teddybear]

Fair Warning - Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou x f!reader

Warnings: cursing, crack, fluff, Yui Kodai slander (I’m sorry), STREET FIGHTING (but inside a classroom), we love supportive boyfriend Bakugou, and we love bestie Mina <3

Request: I need a female Y/N to beat a bitch’s ass and have Katsuki in that background like “that’s my baby☺️”

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

“Bitch!” Mina comes in yelling with excitement. You were currently cuddling with your boyfriend as you sat on his lap at his desk seat when you took notice of your best friend calling for you.

Katsuki had his arms wrapped around your waist as you had your own wrapped around his neck. Both your eyes were closed as your head was tucked into Katsuki’s neck and his head was leaning atop of yours. Did y’all care that y’all were in the classroom? No. Bakugou was so clearly irritated by the pink girl. I mean, she was interrupting cuddle times.

“Listen Pinky, I had a bad morning and we’re in the middle of something here so if someone isn’t fucking dying then you better scram.” Bakugou calmly warned your friend as his eyes remained shut and his hold on you tightened. You giggled at your boyfriend’s empty threat and pecked his cheek before looking towards your bestie.

“What’s up?” You asked with your sweet voice. Bakugou groaned as he realized now some dumb shit has to happen.

“What’s up? What’s up?! Girl! Yui Kodai-“

“Ew.” You and your boyfriend both said at the mentioned of the girl’s name from class 1-b. For some reason, she just rubbed the both of you the wrong way. And it wasn’t even that Katsuki was just following your lead because you were his girl, he just genuinely didn’t like her either.

“Right!” Mina agreed. “But anyway, I was walking by 1-B’s classroom and I overheard her talking her shit, and here’s the best part, about you and Bakugou.”

At her words, you and Katsuki both tensed up at that. What the hell did this bitch have to say about your very happy and nearly perfect relationship?

“The fuck did she say?” You asked with a still very calm voice. You were very intrigued with where this conversation was going. It was a very known fact that your boyfriend was very attractive and yes he pulled bitches left and right. So yes, you were well aware of Yui’s little crush on him, but that usually didn’t bother you because Katsuki made it very clear that if it wasn’t you, he didn’t want or need it.

“She’s all talking about how if you weren’t around, she could easily pull Bakugou and how you’re an ‘ugly bitch’-“

As she continued to tell you all the shit that was said, you felt Katsuki’s hold on you tightened even more. You look to your boyfriend while you listened to Mina and noticed his angry expression. To soothe his nerves, you gently grabbed his face with your tiny hand and gave him a sweet peck on the lips before giving your attention back to Mina.

“-and then she finished it by saying she’d whoop your ass any time of the day.” Mina finished.

“Oh really?” You chuckled out. You lightly tapped on Katsuki’s arm to signal him to let you go and he reluctantly did so.

You were far too calm to be at ease with this whole thing. You were like the calm before a storm or a jaguar getting ready to pounce. You walked out the classroom and Katsuki chuckled as he had an idea of what was about to go down. He followed you out the room and Mina was left with excitement. She went to follow the both of you but not before telling the whole class about the shit that was about to surely spiral.

“Y’all wanna go see Y/N beat a bitch?” She called out and the lot of class 1-A, especially the Bakusquad, excitedly followed. The class watched as you slid opened the door to 1-B with a very calm demeanor.

You looked inside until you spotted your target. Yui Kodai. You motioned for the class to watch from the doorway, with the Bakusquad having front row seats to the upcoming show. 1-B quickly took notice of 1-A’s presence and silence rang through the room. You walked to Yui, finally grabbing her attention as she looked at you in shock and fear. She stood up from her seat as she backed up a few steps, which did nothing as you just went in closer.

“You know we ‘bout to fight, right?” You bluntly said.

“What?” Was all she could get out before you jumped her ass. At least you gave her a fair warning. You brought her to the ground as you banged your fist into her face while your other hand tugged at her hair. All the students grew rowdy and watched from beyond. You finally picked Yui up by her hair and used your training to kick her across the room and to the front. She got up in a hurry to defend herself but you continued to beat her ass.

The students all looked to Bakugou to gaze his reaction on how wild his girlfriend was getting, but they were only met with a grin of a proud partner.

“That’s my Teddy Bear,” Katsuki said with a hand over his heart while he had a goofy smile on his face as he watched you drag her ass around the front of the room.

“Teddy Bear?!” Denki questioned. “Y/N’s a freaking she-beast!”

“Yeaahhhhhhhh....” Katsuki said as he continued to look at you in bliss. Eventually, Yui began to bleed and that’s when Bakugou sucked in a breath. As much as he wanted to watch the fight continue, he came to the conclusion that he would have to stop you before you got expelled or something. He didn’t care if Yui got hurt, he just didn’t want you in trouble.

“Uhh, Y/N! Don’t you think you should tone it down a bit before Aizawa or Vlad comes?” Kirishima asked. You took a pause from the fight but still held a firm grip on Yui’s hair as you looked towards the red head.

“What’s he gonna do? Erase my quirk?” You said with a sarcastic voice.

“Yes, actually, I will and am.” Aizawa said from behind the 1-A crowd. The students moved out of the way as Aizawa walked to you with his hair up in the air and his eyes glowing red. You continued to look at your teacher with an unbothered and unfazed face as your hold on Yui’s hair never faltered. You and your teacher had a 10 second stare off before you turned to Yui....and continued to whoop her ass. That’s when Bakugou and Awase decided to pull you two apart.

“Okay baby, that’s enough,” your boyfriend said as he pulled you back. You pouted at your boyfriend with an angry scrunch on your nose that he found adorable but knew it was a sign that you were pissed at him for stopping you. “Don’t give me that look.”

You huffed and looked back at Yui to take a look at the damage you caused. Her hair was mangled and some of it was ripped out and scattered the floor as her nose was bleeding and she had scratches and bruises covering her face and body. Tears filled her eyes and her clothes were dirtied while you looked as pretty and fresh as a daisy. Not a scratch on you. You smirked at the sight and settled in Bakugou’s hold. He took notice of your calm cooperation and let you go. You turned and smiled at him with a proud look. Unfortunately, the spotlight was on Bakugou and so he had to choose his words very carefully.

“Y/N, you know I love you but all that was uncalled for. You should’ve handled the situation differently, dumbass.” He blankly said. Your proud look fell and was replaced with a look of sadness as your boyfriend reprimanded you. You looked down to your shoes in embarrassment as Aizawa sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Alright look, my class go back to the room. I’ll stay here and wait for Vlad to come in so I can explain the situation. Awase, take Kodai to recovery girl and Y/N, I would scold you but I’m pretty sure getting told off by your boyfriend was enough. That’s all. Dismissed.” Aizawa said as he waited in 1-B’s room.

The students of 1-A all walked back to their own classroom, everyone all hyped up over the exciting fight. You kept your head down as you walked but felt a grip on your arm as you were dragged to another hallway away from everyone. You looked up to see your boyfriend looking down at you with a serious face. You pouted at him in embarrassment until his face grew a smile that showed how proud he was. Your mood instantly improved and you smiled like a happy puppy as he pulled you in for a hug and kissed your forehead.

“Nice work Teddy Bear.” He said, holding you tight.

“You’re not mad at me?” You said, smiling up at him as you were pressed into his chest. He just shook his head and smiled some more.

“‘Course not. You kicked her ass, and she completely deserved it.” he laughed out. You laughed with him before you both shared a cute kiss and walked hand in hand back to the others.

Yes. We very much love a supportive Bakugou boyfriend.

A/N: horrible ending, Ik but yeah :)

Taglist: @sxcker4you @aomi04

[bimbo-jk]

bleed you dry (m)

pairing: vamp!jeongguk x fem!reader

genre: smut , drabble

rating: 18+

warnings: biting, blood drinking, rough but sensual sex, cockwarmin’!!! , jk kinda has a nonverbal worship kink lol, hand holding, kissing, some dirty talk but not much, creampie, overstimulation (f), reader is jk’s sensitive liddol baby, reader is woozy but this is 100% consensual (so kinda cnc?) , cum play, jk loves reader :( she’s his dumb lil baby, jk and his love for petnames, he jus wants to pamper the reader :(, okay jk’s a lil mean but!!!!!

synopsis: your boyfriend of two years came over for halloween, simply supposing to watch movies and hangout. but halfway through the second movie, he’s feeling lightheaded from lack of eating and you feed him the best way you know how; straight from the vein.

Clearing your throat, you try to shift your boyfriend’s attention from rubbing his thumbs into your hip bones, his lips pressed behind your ear as he kisses over your skin. “Babe, the movie”, you murmur quietly, and you know he heard you; he just chooses to ignore it. 

“Jeon”, you huff out once his nails scrape over your tummy lightly. He chuckles through his nose, kissing your shoulder before pulling away, “Fine, but you smell good”, he hums and you roll your eyes, “You say that all day, every day”.

Shrugging his shoulders, he stands as the first movie ends, heading off to the bathroom. You pick up the fallen popcorn kernels and toss them back into the bowl before heading to kitchen to trash it, popping another bag for the second movie scheduled to start in a few minutes. 

You hear the flush of the toilet over the popping in the microwave and then seconds later, your boyfriend’s hands are wrapped around your waist as he presses his lips into your shoulder blade, his tongue peeking out of his lips to drag across your warm, honey skin.

“Kook”, you sigh out, digging your fingers into the counter when his hips press yours forward into the counter. His cock is semi-hard, digging into your lower back through his grey sweats. “Hungry”, he snarls out, his teeth prodding against your collarbone and it sends a tingle down your spine, mouth dropping open to form an “o” shape.

“How long has it been since you’ve eaten”, you manage to mutter out, hands cupping his that hold your waist. “Too long”, he huffs, pressing his face into the crook of your neck and inhaling harshly through his nose, moaning directly into your ear.

You always smelled so fucking good.

“Eat”, you hum the simple word, knowing you didn’t need to say much more to him. His hands tighten their grip on your hips as his teeth sink into your neck, your gasp blessing his ears beautifully.

Jeongguk drinks until his belly is full, until his cock is throbbing with the newfound blood rush. He keeps an ear on your heartbeat, listening to any irregular beat. But he finds he does truly get carried away even sometimes.

“Koo...”, your voice is so small he could barely hear it. Your knees weaken until the only thing holding you up is his grip, the beeping of the microwave distant to your ears. Your eyes flutter and you let out a breathy whine.

That’s when he snaps back, retracting his fangs and licking over the wound to close it before pressing a kiss to the red stained area. “Pretty girl”, he coos into your ear, picking you up and sitting you on the counter to face him, and his cock twitches at the sight.

Your face is flushed, eyes glazed over and lidded... is that a bit of drool on your lips?

Jeongguk swore his cock couldn’t be harder. Well, maybe, with the way you gasp out his name so prettily while he shoves your thighs apart to step between them.

“Wanna hurt you, pretty girl. Wanna see you cry”, he mutters, stroking the skin on your inner thighs while he gazes at you like you’re the most perfect girl on the planet. And to him, you are.

You’re in deep submissive space, he can tell. He knows your body better than do. Knows what to say to soak that slutty little cunt. Knows how to touch and where to press to make you scream. You want nothing more than to be used right now, and he’s more than willing to utilize.

Within the blink of an eye, you’re bent over the couch, ass perched high in the air while the rest of your torso is bent forward, head resting on a pillow.

“Can smell this creamy little cunt through your panties, baby”, he chuckles meanly. “You’re such a fucking slut when I’m bleeding you dry. You like that? That gets your cunt soakin’ baby?”, his mouth is right next to your ear.

“Love it”, you slur out back, brain muddled with the way he’s growling in your ear and kneading your fat ass cheeks between his hands. So much of the soft flesh that it spills through his fingers due to the grip.

Jeongguk was an ass man for sure.

“Of course you do. You’re my good little bitch, aren’t you?”, and when you don’t answer, he smacks the side of your thigh meanly, “Aren’t you”, he growls out.

“Ah! Y-yeah, Koo! Your good bitch, ‘m all yours!”, and he chuckles, not a bit of humor behind it.

He’s feeling mean.

Instead of torturing you some more, Jeongguk takes pity on you, the pathetic fat tears rolling down your cheeks a clear sign of how needy you are. He fucking loves you, but he loves seeing you cry for his cock even more. Sometimes.

Pulling down the pathetic excuse for panties that covers your shining cunt, he sighs when your arousal floods the room, his eyes rolling back at how heavy a impact it had on his senses.

His fingers graze over your cunt, dipping between your folds before spreading your lips. He spits obscenely, making a mess of your nether region.

“Gonna let me fuck this cunt, baby? Look at you”, he tuts, rubbing his thumb on your clit, “Bet I don’t even needa stretch you, you’re so fuckin’ wet”, he snarls, thumbing the button of his jeans open and pulling down his zipper.

Jeongguk’s cock bounces out, leaking precum as he thumbs his head, moaning out lowly. You wiggle your hips back, trying to entice him into fucking you open. You don’t care, don’t wanna be prepped. You want to feel that burn.

You succeed, Jeongguk’s restraint snapping as he slides home, a gasp falling from your lips and a delicious snarl coming from his chest.

“F-Fuck, Baby”, he moans into your ear, his upper body bent over yours. His hips grind into your ass before pausing, Jeongguk’s mouth littering your neck in hickies.

“Lemme taste, baby”, he whispers, nibbling your ear lobe before licking a fat stripe up your jugular. It all hits so differently with the way his cock is buried snugly into your soaking cunt, “Lemme taste you while my cock splits your dumb slutty cunt open”.

You simply nod, unable to get a word out before Jeongguk’s teeth are buried into your shoulder, his hips giving limp seeking thrusts as he drains you a bit more.

Your pussy only gets wetter around his cock, clenching and fluttering cutely while he drinks. Once he’s deemed himself finished, he retracts his teeth and soothes the wound once again, closing it and kissing your shoulder.

Before your fuzzy dumb brain can acknowledge him further, Jeongguk is standing straight, his nails sinking deep into the soft pillowy flesh of your ass, the fat globes being spread apart as he begins to rut his hips into you.

It’s messy and loud, your cunt making lewd wet noises, squelching being heard even through your hazy thoughts. Or lack there of.

Wetness drips onto the floor boards as Jeongguk tosses his head back, all of his nerves on fire from the sugary substance that’s stained his teeth red. His balls clench when you whimper, limply fucking your self back onto him.

But your movements are irregular, you’re exhausted. He takes pity and instead of going for slow and long, he goes hard and deep, fucking his head into your cervix and g-spot all the while toying with your clit.

You’re so, so very close, the last push you need right on the tip of your tongue. And he gives it to you.

Jeongguk lifts your hips off the couch until your feet are dangling off the floor and your face is smushed into the cushions. He fucks you like that, suspended partially in the air and unable to run from his cock.

He breaks a sweat, bottom lip tugged between his teeth and hair sticking to his forehead.

Your back arches violently, a loud drawn out moan being torn from your pretty throat until Jeongguk wraps his large hand around the back of your neck, yanking your torso up until he’s carrying your body, the only thing keeping your feet from touching the floor is his cock stuffed in your cunt.

Cum quite literally spurts out of you, creamy white droplets splattering the floor and his thighs and that’s what sets him off, his balls draining themselves into your cunt until you’re quite literally bloated over, the cum spilling out of you.*

Sliding out of you and laying your limp body back across the couch, Jeongguk stuffs his cum back into your cunt, rubbing and playing with your clit until you’re lazily whining, eyelids too heavy to open and mouth to dry to tell him to stop. You’re sensitive, pretty sure you’re broken.

But he shows no sympathy, continues fucking you with his fingers until you have another orgasm, less messy but so strong that your vision and hearing goes blank, your toes and fingertips feeling like electricity is shocking through your bones.

“Koo”, you whine, voice hoarse and tired.

He relents, mumbling a sheepish and quiet apology before beginning to clean you up, “Just like how messy this little cunt gets. So sensitive”, he mutters almost to himself as he wipes your thighs and folds gently with a warm towel.

“Well next time, control yourself. We didn’t even start the second movie”, you pout. He smiles.

“There’s no way I just fucked you stupid and you’re worried about ‘Blades of Glory’”

“Shut up!”

—

* Guys I wanted to write the reader being stuffed so full that it spilled out her mouth but then I realized that’s not actually possible so maybe I’ll write something with shit that’s literally not realistic and ruin everyone with that there. Ok bye enjoy lol.

[bestiesenpai]

Toji with a little bunny hybrid, that’s the tweet. TW: noncon that turns dubcon, forced orgasm,

Bunnies were fast, evolution had trained them to be that way. Always skittish and ready to run, a predator could come at anytime and kill them. You were no exception, running as fast as you could right now.

“L-leave me alone!” You sobbed, running through an abandoned neighborhood. Ducking in and out of alleys, there was always the feeling of that man chasing you and he wasn't far behind.

“C’mon little bunny, I have a carrot for you!” He shouted back, laughing maniacally at his own words. Doubling down on your efforts, you took an unexpected turn and lost him.

There were some old boxes behind a dumpster, and you dove right into them. Curling yourself tightly into a ball, you tried to calm your shaking breath and trembling body. Listening keenly to the world around you, it was silent.

“Caught you!” A hand dove between the boxes and grabbed the base of your ears, yanking you up and into the alleyway.

“Stop! Stop! Let me go!” Your screams were mixed with frantic sobs, your hands clawing at his to let you go. “P-please sir!” You hiccuped loudly, looking up at him with eyes clouded with tears.

“Well would you look at that! You’re pretty cute!” He says it mockingly, shaking you by the ears for effect. “You got a little tail too?”

“Stop!” You try to fight it, but he turns you around and chuckles at your little white tail. His hand gives it a sharp tug and on instinct your leg kicks back and nails him in the shin.

“Got some fight still you in, huh.” Facing you again, the man smirks widely at you. He’s truly getting a kick out of this and the scar at the corner of his mouth stretches as well.

“L-let- let me go.” Whining now, you thrash your body a few more times.

“I got someone paying me a lot of money for you and I’m not about to let that slip away. Now come here.” Easily manhandled by this burly creature, you’re held by the waist under his arm, like a limp doll.

It’s not far from where you are to where you’re going. A nondescript housing block in a poor neighborhood. The man walks past a few people in the halls and all of them avoid looking at your pleading face staring back at them. Whoever this man was made people scared.

“Home sweet home, bunny bitch.” Dropping you on the floor as soon as he kicks the door closed, the man snorts when you scramble away to the farthest wall. It’s a small studio you’re in, the kitchen not even a few feet away from your head. There’s a mattress on the floor in the corner, messy blankets and pillows strewn about.

Your eyes catch sight of the small window above the kitchen sink. It would be a tight squeeze, but if you could just push enough of your body out you could make it, even if it was a long way down.

“Hey.” Grabbing your head roughly, the man turns you to look at him. “You tryina jump out that window?”

“N-no!” Pushing him away, you feel the corded muscles of his chest under his shirt. There was a thing on his shoulder, it looked like a worm, and you’d seen it spit out weapons for him.

“Think about leaving this place, I’ll cut off one of your feet. They’re good luck, aren’t they?”

“No!” You shout again, tucking your feet under yourself. With a sick laugh, the man pushes your head against the wall and leaves to the bathroom. He can hear you crying outside the door, cursing him and whoever was making him do this.

When he comes back to the main room, your cries immediately stop. You clam up, simultaneously avoiding his gaze and watching him. It’s cute to watch you, still amped up from adrenaline and scared.

“Say bunny, you got a name?” He asks, grabbing himself a glass of water. You took one glance at him and went back to staring at the floor. “Hey!” The man barked, kicking the wall right by your head and planting his boot on it, making you scream. “I asked you a fucking question, didn’t I?”

“I-it’s-it’s-”

“It it it it’s what?”

“(Y/N)!” Throwing your hands in front of your face, you wanted to avoid his pointed gaze. Fresh tears were falling now, dripping down your chin.

“What a cute name for a cute bunny.” He sneered. Looking down his nose at you, he grinned. “Not that it matters but my name is Toji. Toji Fushiguro.”

“Okay.” You whispered pitifully, nodding your head. The more Toji looked at you, the more he was beginning to like you. You were a cute little bunny thing, absolutely scared beyond all reason, and seeing you cower and make those little noises had him getting excited.

Taking a drink of his water, Toji poured the rest on your head. Jerking away from the stream, the water caught the back of your shirt and soaked it. Toji laughed, watching you scurry away to the other side of his room near his bed.

“Don’t like water?” He teased. The water had stained your back, making your shirt see through. Toji could see the straps of your bra plain as day, and when you lifted your shirt to try and fan it dry, he got a glimpse of your bare back as well.

What happens next is a blur. One moment, your trying to dry your shirt off, the next your face is being pushed into the edge of the mattress and your shirt hiked up your back.

“Stop!” You try to reach back and hit him but it’s no use, you don’t hit hard enough to stop him from yanking your shirt off.

“I can’t have you getting sick with that wet shirt on, little bunny. Best if we take it off.” Tojis hand that’s not holding you down takes your bra off in one go. Your hands rush to hold onto it and protect yourself and in doing so you’re nudged by his knee further onto the bed.

Your arms are crossed tightly across your chest as he flips you over and the look of determination you have makes him grin. It’s funny that you think you can stop him from doing what he wants, it truly is.

Grabbing your wrists, it takes him all of two seconds to rip your bra off and pin your arms to your sides. You’re kicking him in the chest and stomach, but Toji’s used to it. And besides, a little bunny like you doesn’t have nearly enough strength to fight off such an offending predator.

“Ya know, the guy who wants you is a real sick fuck.” He says, sitting on top of your legs and staring at your chest. “He wants to do all sorts of things with you, he told me himself.” Toji can see your eyes begin to widen slightly. “Oh yeah, little bunny, he said he was going to fuck you raw every chance he got, forcing you to take his cock whenever he wanted. He wouldn't even get you wet, just sticking it in and hoping you bleed and cry every time.”

“Stop it.”

“You know what he said he really wants to do with you?”

“I don’t wanna hear it!”

“He said he’s gonna get a group of all his friends and watch as they abuse your little holes until you pass out. Probably drug you up so you can’t run away or make any noise, too. Gonna tie you up and-”

“Stop!”

“Do you not like that? You don’t want to know what your future holds?” Toji wasn’t lying either, it was the truth. There were so many other things the two of them had discussed, much sicker than what even he was used to. “And if you get pregnant-”

“No, no!” You’d had enough. You don’t want to know anymore. “Please, I’ll do anything, don’t take me to him!”

“Anything?”

“Yes! I don’t want to go to there!” Sniffling pathetically, you finally looked him in the eye. Anything would be better than what he had described was waiting for you.

“Make me happy and I’ll see what I can do for you.” Your face falters, you know exactly what he means but you refuse to believe it.

“W-what?”

“Don’t play dumb little bunny.” Letting go of one of your hands, Toji grabs your breast roughly. “You know what I mean.” Giving your nipple a harsh squeeze, Toji smirks when your hand flies up to hold his wrist.

“I-I-”

“I’ll take what I want either way, but at least you’ll have a fighting chance.” Leaning down over you, the expanse of his chest is enough to block out the one overhead light that's on.

Unable to answer verbally, you bite your lip and nod your head. Your gaze wavers from his, dropping down to where his shirt has dipped and exposed more of his chest.

“Good girl.” Squeezing your breast a little softer this time, Toji makes his descent. Smothering you with his lips, he bites you to make your mouth open and slide his tongue in. He laps at the few drops of blood that drip out, the metallic tang mixing with your saliva.

The kiss is easily overwhelming, and you let go of his wrist to push at his face. You’re quickly running out of air, getting lightheaded as the seconds tick by. After you’re sufficiently drained does Toji break the kiss, watching the saliva drip down your face as you gasp for air.

Bumping your chin up with his head, Toji bites down on the side of your neck. Breathlessly, you squeal, smacking him in the face from the sudden pain.

“You’re such a rough little bunny, hitting me like that.” Toji coos, licking at the mark that’s quickly bruising. He doesn’t mind it, likes it actually - prey that’s still willing to fight back is the best kind.

An unintelligible whine leaves you, and he bites you again. The pain is enough to make you wriggle and every so often you hit him again when it’s too much. Every smack on his face makes Toji groan a little bit, rutting his hips against yours each time.

After your neck is sufficiently covered in the marks of his teeth, he moves to your chest and does the same thing. His messy black hair is tickling you, and you let go of his face to brush it away from you.

“Getting soft on me?” He teases, looking up at you.

“No!” You’re quick to answer. Toji laughs at that and nips at your skin one more time. Quickly capturing one of your nipples, he isn’t gentle with it, rolling it between his teeth and pressing on it too hard with his tongue.

It makes you groan, but otherwise you try to remain silent. It hurts, and there’s no reprieve from it as he switches to the other one. Your skin is littered marks, bruises you’ll feel for a long while after this.

Gasping loudly as Toji rips your bottoms off, you try to stop him from forcing your legs open.

“Thought you wanted to make me happy, bunny?”

“Not there, please!” You shake your head, legs struggling against the iron grip he has.

“Hm.” Grunting and rolling his eyes, Toji hoists your legs up behind the knee, forcing them against your chest. “Look at your little cunt.” With a cocky grin, Toji hooks your panties to the side and stares. “You’re a little wet.”

“No, no I’m not.” You shake your head again, harder this time against the mattress.

“Liar liar.” He tsks. His finger dips down to your slit, making you jump and hit your head on the wall. “Careful now bunny, don’t want you getting hurt.” Swirling his finger, Toji presents it to you. You are wet, regrettably so, and it makes shame soak you.

Screwing your eyes shut, you let out a little whine when he pushes his finger inside you. It’s thick and calloused, much bigger and more unforgiving than your own. He pumps it a few times, rubbing the pad against your spongey walls.

“I wonder...” Toji thinks out loud. His finger slows to a stop before fully withdrawing.

“Woah!” You’re pushed and pulled again until you’re laying the right way on the bed, your head pushed into the pillows and your ass up in the air. “What’re you doing?!” You shriek, trying to push yourself up to look at him. Toji is now behind you, gripping your ass in his hands.

“I just want a taste, bunny.” Spreading your ass apart, Toji spits directly on your asshole, smirking as it and your cunt clench around nothing. It drips down into the slick beginning to seep out, mixing together until they’re the one and the same.

“Ah!” Your body lurches forward when his tongue comes into contact with your cunt, and it earns you a harsh smack on the ass.

“Don’t try and run away now.” Toji speaks, his voice slightly muffled with how close he is. His tongue easily finds your clit, sucking it into his mouth and flicking it.

“T-to-” It feels good, it feels good and you hate that it feels good. Your body gets hotter, and you’re fighting with yourself to not push back against him. With a firm grip on you, Toji shoves his tongue as deep as it’ll go inside you. Drawing out a long moan from you, he laps at your cunt and nearly cums from feeling your walls contract around his tongue.

Obscene slurping noises fill the room as he eats you out with a fervor, thumb finding your clit and rubbing it quickly. You soon lose the battle with yourself and begin to try and hump his face, bouncing your hips and pushing yourself into him.

“Good little bunny.” He pulls back enough to speak and then goes back in. He smacks your ass again, grinning when you yelp. The sting from his palm makes you push back even harder, practically grinding yourself on his face.

“I-I’m gonna-” You pant, overwhelmed with the pleasure that he’s forcing on you. Your senses are quickly becoming overloaded, stinging your brain and making it go foggy.

You cum with a loud cry and Toji fucks you through it, his mouth moving even faster to drink up your release. His tongue has made you an even bigger mess than before, a mix of saliva and your release smeared all over your sex.

Pulling back, Toji lets your spent body fall limply to the mattress. Your tail is twitching randomly, your legs still shaking slightly. Almost gently he coaxes you onto your back, gripping your chin to focus your attention on him.

“You don’t think we’re done, do you?”

“Huh?” The words he's saying don't make sense, but you watch him undress regardless. His body is beautifully sculpted with multiple scars and plenty of muscle. When his cock is freed from his pants, it slaps loudly against his stomach. It’s huge both in length and in thickness, waking up part of your brain in fear.

“Say ‘ahhh’.” He sticks his tongue out, forcing your mouth open with his hands. Climbing up your body, he cages you in with his knees on either side and puts the tip of his cock against your lips.

“I-I’ve never-” Your words are cut off as he pushes his cock past your teeth and into your mouth.

“Don’t bite me if you know what’s good for you.” He’s still holding your mouth open and you open it a little more so your teeth don’t graze him. The look in his eyes is enough to tell you to be careful, even if this is your first time.

Toji starts you off moderately easy, shallowly thrusting his cock into your mouth. Your tongue lays dead, unsure of what to do - or if you should do anything at all. Eventually, Toji lets go of your mouth and it stays open.

“Suck.” He commands, pushing in one of your cheeks. “Like it’s a lollipop.” You do as you’re told, hollowing your cheeks and sucking. There’s saliva pooling in your mouth and you rapidly swallow it, making Toji shiver at the feeling.

“This is gonna be your favorite candy, little bunny. The best lollipop you’ve ever had.” He says it more for himself than for you. Grabbing the side of your head, Toji thrusts a little harder into you, hitting the back of your throat and making you gag.

Your eyes fly open and look up at him, but it’s no use. He sees the pleading look in your eyes and the way tears prick your lashes, but he doesn’t stop. He does it again and you gag harder and slap his thigh.

“Remember the teeth.” He warns, and then he’s forcing your nose to brush his stomach with a tight grip on your head. There’s pitifully frantic noises coming from your throat, clicking against the tip of his cock and making him groan.

Toji lets you go, lets you get a couple proper breaths in before he does it again. You begin to cry as he fucks your throat, your mouth struggling to stay open and hollow your cheeks. Snot begins to run down your nose, mixing with your tears and saliva.

“Oh, don't be so sad.” Toji mocks, roughly wiping away your tears. “I thought you’d like this? Am I wrong?” He knows he’s wrong and watching you try to nod in agreement makes him chuckle. “Oh well.” He shrugs, pushing your face down again. Your body is actively trying to get him out, he can feel your tongue and throat and hands pushing at him.

Only when he's on the verge of cumming does Toji stop. He lets your head go and fall back onto the pillows. You’re absolutely spent, and curl up into the pillow as best you can, staining it with your tears.

You don’t try and fight him when he moves down your body again and wraps your legs around his waist. The tip of his cock slaps against your clit a few times, making you jolt but otherwise unresponsive.

“Hey bunny.” His voice is a whisper, making you turn your heavy head and look at him. “You a virgin?”

“Yeah.” Wiping your nose like a child, you expect him to say he’ll go slow. Nothing about him suggests that, and you know he won’t, but there’s still hope.

“Not anymore.” Is what he says instead. He bottoms out immediately, groaning loudly as his cock is stuffed into your cunt. The tip bumps your cervix, instantly molding your walls to fit around him.

Your shout echoes in the room. One leg unwinds from him to kick at his chest, and Toji catches your foot before it slides up and hits him in the face.

“Careful now.” Squeezing your ankle, he puts that foot on top of his shoulder and nestles even deeper inside of you. Grinding his pelvis against you, Toji looms over your face. Kissing you again, he draws out slightly.

He humps you shallowly at first, getting a feel for your body and how tight you are. He can barely pull out until you’re sucking him right back in, milking him with every stroke.

Pulling out fully, he does one full stroke and you moan into his mouth. He smiles at that, his teeth hitting against yours. He repeats the motion a few more times, building up the slapping of his hips against yours.

“Toji!” You finally say his name as you turn your head to the side and break the kiss, gasping for air again. The pounding of your heart is so loud that you’re sure he can hear it too. It’s making your ears ring, and tears are once again misting your lashes.

“Say my name like that again.” He groans, dropping his head to your neck and biting down on a mark already there. Your arms wrap around his shoulders, nails digging into his skin. The foot on his shoulder slides off and rejoins along his waist.

“To-ji!” You squeal, bumping your hips up when one of his hands goes back down to rub your clit. The stimulation from his cock is already too much, making you go dizzy, and the added sensation of his calloused fingers massaging the swollen bud had your back arching high off the bed.

“Fuck yes, bunny.” Sitting up slightly, he looked down between your bodies. “You’re absolutely creaming on me.” You had no idea what that meant, but you nodded like you did. Pressing his chest against you, Toji lifted your hips up.

“Ah-ahhh, To-” Babbling like an idiot, you cum on his cock, squirting all over him. Your nails raked down his back leaving angry red trails, your body clenching up tightly.

Pulling back to look, Toji and you stare at his crotch. It’s absolutely soaked and so is the inside of your thighs. Giving your thigh a slap, Toji forces you onto your stomach and shoves a pillow under you to keep your hips up.

With your legs laying flat out behind you and Toji on top, you can’t move around too much save for gripping the blankets and pillows. His strokes are even faster in this position, using gravity and his strength to his advantage.

Toji presses his chest nearly flush with your back, one hand holding him up while the other grips your stomach to keep you up. His breathing is ragged and loud in your ear, and he rubs his face against them.

“So soft.” He mutters, and he briefly lets go of you to tug on them. His hands are sweaty and it transfers over to you, making the fur on your ears damp.

“Toji!” You gasp, rolling your head around.

“Ssshhh, shut up.” Letting go of your ears, he smacks your thigh. “You like it, I know you do.” You truly can’t think of anything at this point, whether you like what’s going on or not. Getting fucked through your second orgasm and hurtled into overstimulation, there’s not much you can do, let alone think about.

Spreading your legs a little more, Toji pulls back slightly and fucks into you as hard as he can. Your ass jiggles with the force, stinging with every slap of his skin against yours.

Desperately, his fingers find your clit again and you nearly tear the pillow underneath you.

“Toji, Toji- plea-se! Ah, I-” The words coming out of your mouth make no sense and he pays them no mind.

“Make me happy, bunny.” Toji needs to feel you cum around his cock one last time, and you’re quick to deliver. With a sharp cry, you cant your hips up and back onto him, your back bowing hard.

Feeling the impossibly tight squeeze of your cunt, he finally cums himself. His pace doesn’t falter, if anything it picks up as he fucks his seed into you. Toji doesn’t stop until he’s gone soft inside you and his hand is cramping up. Slowing down, he collapses on top of you, crushing you with his weight and enveloping you in his sweaty body.

He shifts to your side and brings you with him, making sure his cock doesn’t slip out. Nestling you on your side, he pulls your ass flush to him and feels his cum squish out.

“Mmmm, Toji-” You groan, trying to slide him out of you.

“Aht, keep me warm bunny.” He gives your thigh a tap.

“Okay.” For a minute, he’d thought you had passed out, but then you speak again. “Are you still going to give me away?”

“You made me happy, so I’m keeping you.” You grin for a moment, happy at the outcome.

“When do I get to leave?”

“Never. Why give you to that sick bastard when you’ve already got one right here?” Toji feels you jolt and he’s quick to wrap his arms around your middle so you don’t run, even if you’re too fucked out and tired to walk he doesn’t want to take any chances.

“B-but you said-”

“I never promised I would let you free. I only promised to see what I can do for you. And this is what I can do for you.” Accentuating his words with a few hard pats on your cheek, Toji grins when you let out a whine and start crying.

“Toji!” Pushing your head into the pillow, you sounded like a child who wasn't getting their way. “Please...”

“Quiet now, bunny. You need to go to sleep.” Putting his hand over your mouth, Toji took a deep breath, ready to get a few minutes of sleep as well. “We have to get to know each other more, and you’ll want plenty of rest.”

[is-nini]

Prince! Xiao x royal! reader

You are y/n l/n, the daughter of the l/n family. The daughter of duke f/n and duchess m/n and today is such a surprising day for you.

The huge grand clock was ticking, filling the quiet room of your dining table that was once filled with chatter and cheer. The look on your face is priceless and shocking to say the least after hearing a very very surprising news that has reaches your ear.

"Wh-what?!".

You sputtered. You mom and dad smile's at you proudly but their smile didn't hide the anxiety swirling in their eyes.

"Prince Xiao who will soon becomes a king, has invited you to have a dinner with him, in the letter he stated that you have been chosen to be his future wife, isn't it exiting?!".

Your father stated proudly. You shake your head and furrowed your eyebrows. Prince Xiao.. who will be crowned king next week wanted YOU to be his WIFE?!

"Nuuh-!".

You shake you head no.

"There's no way! That I'm going to his dinner party of whatever".

You stated. Your mom and dad looks at you shockingly and in a instant your mom runs towards your chair where you're seated.

"B-but honey- listen.. we know you had your differences in the past but- he wanted to made up! Won't you see him one time? For us? We cannot reject his invitation- he is going to be KING soon".

You sigh and looks down at you half empty plate. You and Xiao used to be such a close friend... Until one day he grew cold, he pushes you away and said that you shouldn't have meet him.

Although it was 15 years ago, you remembered it like it was yesterday.. the tears of loosing him has stayed with you for years to no end.. and now he suddenly wanted YOU to be his WIFE? Your mom felt your distress and you father felt it too but an order from one of the highest rankings of the kingdom cannot be rejected.

"Please... Y/n.. just meet him.. for dinner. I have a feeling he wanted to tell you something.."

You father gently said, he smiles gently towards you once you made a eye contact with him. Your father's begging and your mother's sad and stressed looks is enough to make you accept the invitation with a sigh.

"Fine... But i won't like it".

You gritted out of your teeth. Your mom and dad cheers at you, you might be mad and sad about the whole ordeal but.. you can't really say no to your mom and dad.. can't you?

The birds are singing and the sun is shining.. the sky seems to be in a good mood sadly you and the sky doesn't seem to have the same mood today.

"You look great sweetheart".

Your father said, squeezing your hand with a huge smile on his face while your mother is smothering you with compliments and praises more than usual.

"Ahhh gosh who knew our little girl would be a pretty elegant woman?!"

She squeal. You giggle and puts a small gentle smile on your face. As much as you hated this day.. at least you'll know that the both of your parent will be happy while you're away.

You kiss the both of their cheek and took a step back. You mom hugs you one last time.

"We know this is hard for you but.. we really do hope you sort out your differences".

You gave them a sad smile.

"We shall see.."

And with that you step inside the carriage and started to make your way to the kingdom... Oh boy.. you do hope that you'll be able to carry on smoothly.. the emotional scar in the past hasn't heal and you're afraid that you'll bleed and lose control.. you quickly shake your head and slap your face gently with both hand.

"You'll be fine! You'll be fine y/n l/n. He will NOT be the cause of you loosing control. Period!"

You look out the window after a couple of hour of ride. The castle is in full view. In a couple of minutes you'll be reaching the castle... Your anxiety is blowing up inside you.. some part of you are happy that you'll get to see him but.. some parts of you are just.. scared.

As you walked out of the carriage, you can feel your legs trembling tremendously. One of your maid ask if you're okay and of course you say yes... Even though you're obviously lying the maid doesn't say anything more. The maid doesn't know what to say, and you cannot blame her.

You took a deep breath and started to Walk towards the humongous door way.

One of the knight opened the huge door and bow down, letting you walk inside the palace. Gosh... It has been 15 years since you last saw the palace.. nothing really change around here accept for the tense aura that you bring upon yourself.

A fellow butler bow Infront of you as you courtesy back to him with a friendly smile on your face.

"We have been expecting your arrival lady y/n, please follow me. The prince has been waiting for your arrival".

Ever since you stepped into the castle, no words are being spoken out from your mouth as if a curse was upon you to not allow you to talk, when in reality you're just nervous and loose your voice. In a couple of second.. you will meet you childhood crush who crushes your heart.. how are you suppose to be calm?!

You and the butler stopped in front of a huge golden coloured door that's decorated with your favourite flower... Interesting.. you are too deep into your headspace that you didn't notice the butler beside you is asking you a question until he clears his throat, making you jump.

"S-sorry"

You said, the butler smile's softly at you and bow down for a while and then he whisper to your ears.

"You'll be fine lady y/n, please relax. Are you ready my lady?"

He ask and then pulled away from you, giving a soft smile towards you. You flash a Sad smile and nodded towards him as he opened the door revealing a beautiful glass room. The walls the glass... Everything is magical.. the place's is filled with your favourite flower, favourite colour and design. Even though the room is absolutely enchanting, you cannot ignore the man in the middle of the room. Sitting on one of the fancy chair with a glass of tea on his lips. He slowly puts down his cup and stare at you with his yellow glowing eye.. that you remember.

You straighten your back and walk towards him as he stands up and walk towards you too. Just as you were about to reach him your gosh darn clumsy leg slip, making you stumble forward lucky you manage to catch yourself before you fall. You quickly take your none existence composure back and looked at Xiao with a huge red across your face.

Xiao saw you stumble and.. oh god of rex lapis.. you just becomes prettier and prettier the more he saw you.. the way you stumble is not elegant but it is cute.. it reminds him of a little... Kitten stumbling.

"Becareful, we would want you to fall".

..... What.. he wanted to slap himself for saying that as he took out the chair for you.

"Y-yes thankyou your highness".

You wanna slap yourself for stuttering UGH why is this so embarrassing?! You sat down slowly on the chair he has pulled out as you watch him goes back to his seat. The table is round and is made out of glass, making Xiao able to see everything in a pretty close proximity since the table is pretty small..

The two of you sat in silence. You are staring at your hand from above the table while Xiao is looking everywhere else but you. The aura here is so tense.. which is understandable but Xiao can sense a rather... Heavy aura coming out of you. Not that he's wrong. The sense of anger and confusion slowly engulfed you and starting to get the best of you.

"Why did you invite me here?"

You spat out, you quickly wanted the earth to swallow you whole but it's too late to go back so you decided to swallow your pain and cringe and started to pull up your head to look at prince Xiao.

Xiao was.. not surprised in the slightest.. he knew you must be mad about the event that took place 15 years ago... But Xiao cannot stand anything anymore.. after he got mature he knows what to do.. he finally has the courage to ask you for a dinner with him.

"To make you my wife".

Xiao respond. Loud and clear. you furrowed your eyebrows, is this all? No explanation? No sorry just a proposal? Is this all really? You tsked and roll your eye. Lady etiquette? Frick that. Throw that away you wanted explanation.

"Just that?"

You spat, staring at Xiao dead in the eye. Xiao realize the mistake he made and sigh quietly trying to fix everything but his pride won't allow him to do so..

"No.."

He trail's off as he prepare his mental.

"I wanted to apologize.. for the event 15 years ago.."

You sigh and without you noticing your shoulder slowly relaxed as you stare at your hand, fiddling with your thumb. A habbit that hasn't left you since you're small.

"I was young and dumb.. at that time".

Xiao looks at your eyes, filled with emotion.. sad and anger emotion swirling inside your pretty e/c coloured eye.

"I was- i was scared.."

He trail's off. You tried to hold your tears the best of your ability. Scared? Of what? What is he scared about to make him wanted to abandon you?

"We were going on a war soon.. and as the future king of this kingdom it's either kill or be killed. At first i realize that maybe it's better if you just.. stay away from me, thinking that it will keep you safe-"

His words was cuts off when he heard a little noises coming from you. He focuses his entire body and mind towards you as he saw tears running down your face. With wide eye he quickly runs towards you and spin you chair, making you spin too. You close your face, not wanting to show Xiao the mess you are right now. Xiao kneel in front of you and hold your shoulder.

"Y/n? I-i'm sorry.. i wanted to make you happy and safe is all! I never wanted to abandon you nor make you cry i just-"

Xiao looks at you sadly and hugs you as you sob to his shoulder, you hugs him back, letting your emotions out. You don't care if your tears stained his suit. You just wanted his warmth. The warmth that you missed for all of this years.

"I just.. wanted you to be safe.. i wanted you to be happy. I thought pushing you away will be better but.. i was wrong. Very wrong. And it was stupid of he to take 15 years to finally realize that i cannot live without you. I'm sorry".

You shake your head no and hug Xiao back.

"N-no I'm sorry! I was- i was stupid! I should've ask you what's wrong! I should've-"

You were about to continue when xiao pulled you away and puts his palm on your cheek while he looks at you deep into your soul through your eye.

"No. You're not stupid. Never say that. You're not wrong... Okay .. stop feeling like you're wrong. Stop blaming yourself".

He whisper. He push his face closer to your face and smile's at you gently and sweetly.

"Shh... It's okay dear.. I'm sorry okay.. can you forgive me?"

You nod your head 'yes' slowly as you tried your best to flash him your warmest smile. Xiao wrapped his arms around your shoulder, hugging you again and tighter.

"Even after all this year's... I still.. i still harbor deep feelings.. towards you.. that's why i ask you to be my fiancee. I can never.. move on. Never. I am aware that asking your hand in Marriage right now is too fast but.. I'm willing to do anything to make you fall for me again.. would you take my attempts to make you fall for me again?"

You giggle and hugs Xiao back, shaking your head while little hiccups is spoiling from your mouth.

"N-no need... Because even until now i still keep my feelings for you and only you Xiaobebe".

You talk while sobbing, giggling and smiling at Xiao. Xiao just giggle alongside you and kiss your lips passionately as you kiss him back. Once you both pull away from eachother to take some air, you decided to crack a joke.

"Gosh... We're so cheesy".

Xiao full on laugh and kissed your temple, and kiss you back.

"Shut up... You ruin the moment my princess".

You giggle against his lips and hugs your hand around his neck.

"Shush. You don't mind"

You reply with a sassy tone. Xiao humn and looks at you dead in the eye.

"So sassy huh? Since when is your lips so spicy?"

He puts his thumb on your mouth and stroke your mouth slowly with his thumb.

"Let's see how long can you keep up the sassy act princess".

He nibble on your neck, making a rawr noise and then pull you up princess style from your seat. He opened the door and started to bring you through the hallway and making his way to his bedroom.

Unknowingly the both of you, Xiao's butler and your maid was listening to your every conversation with a wide smile on their face.

"Such a wonderful relationship~".

Your maid said with a fake tears running down her face. The butler just smiled and walked away from the place they were eavesdropping.

"Let's go, we have a wedding to plan people!"

The butler shout's as the maid and servants around him cheer. You have always bring the colour to the cold hearted Prince's heart everyone ships the both of you and now your presence will bring warmth to the whole kingdom and the future king's heart while filling the newspaper with amazing news.

Taglist: @laic2299 @inlustris-is-slowly-dying @dreaminselfinserts

[cringesideblog]

here’s my dnf playlist and a complete song by song track-list and why I put them on it.

heatwaves- on here for very obvious reasons. i don’t think I need to explain. but here are some lyrics anyway. “Sometimes all I think about is you, late nights in the middle of June.”

Jenny- again this is kinda obvious. “I wanna ruin our friendship, we should be lovers instead, I don’t know how to say this, cuz you’re really my dearest friend.”

TALK ME DOWN- this one just has the best friends pining for eachother vibe. “I wanna sleep next to you, and that’s all I wanna do right now.”

Dark paradise- kinda has dream smp vibes. but also you could argue heatwaves vibes. “Everytime I close my eyes, it’s like a dark paradise.” “There’s no relief, I see you in my sleep.” “There’s no release, I feel you in my dreams.”

Sweater weather- yeah you know why. you absolutely know why. “All I am is a man, I want the world in my hands. I hate the beach but I stand, in California with my toes in the sand.”

Drop the Guillotine- idk man just vibey. give it a listen you’ll get it. it’ll click. “You sure know how to drop that guillotine on me, though you would never wanna see me bleed.”

Can I call you tonight?- thats on their only for of communication being through the phone huh. (major heatwaves vibe) “powers out and I can’t turn the fan on, so can I call you tonight? trying make up my mind, just how I feel.”-“I hear your voice on the phone, now I’m no longer alone.”

Lemon boy- oh my god this song. geogre do be seeing dream as his lemon boy. “I helped him plant his seeds and we’d mow the lawn in bad weather.”

Yellow- DREAM IS LITERALLY GEORGES YELLOW SHUT UP RIGHT NOW. “Look at the stars, look how they shine for you.” “For you I’d bleed myself dry.”

Like you do- first of all I love this song, second, this has dream being a little too attached vibes. The whole song is just them. “Lost in the blue, they don’t love me like you do, those chills that I knew they were nothing without you, and everyone else they don’t matter now. You’re the one I can’t lose, no one loves me like you do.” “Since I met you, all the gloomy days just seem to shine a little more brightly.”

I saw you in a dream- mega heatwaves vibe. “When I’m awake I can’t switch off,” “I saw you in a dream, you came to me. You were the sweetest apparition, such a pretty vision.”

Maybe you’re the reason- did someone say pining best friend who doesn’t know that they’re in love ? this song. this song right here. “I keep looking for something, even though I know that it’s not there. Maybe you’re the reason. And anytime I try to figure it out, you’re the only thing I can think about.”

The king- DREAM SMP VIBE. “You like me, well obviously, so why you tryna leave when you know that I’m the king?” “Other lovers give you no luck, cuz I’m the only one who’s made you fall in love.” “Playing with your heart cuz you gave me the throne.”

Sweet- an adorable song truly that actually fits them so well. “Watching the, video that you sent me- you know that I’m obsessed with your body, but it’s the way you smile that does it for me.” “It’s so sweet, knowing that you love me.”

Apocalypse- um okay here me out, apocalypse au?? yeah i know it’s cute as shit you’re welcome. “Your lips my lips, apocalypse.” “When you’re all alone, I will reach for you, when you’re feeling low, I will be there too.”

Fear of the Water- don’t come for me this ones kinda sad, beautiful song though. “If this was meant for me why does it hurt so much, and if you’re not made for me why did we fall in love?”

Dreaming of you- two words, heat. waves. but also yeah good song for them in general. “Want you all the time, and now I’m dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming of you.”

Wires- uhhhhh dream smp vibe, dream villain arc n all . “If he said help me kill the president, id say he needs medicine.” “He said that I should take it in, listen to every word he’s speaking.”

Midnight love- it’s girl in love so, you already know how it issss. “I know I don’t want to, be the one that you run to, when you’ve got nowhere else to go, when you need some love.” “I always give in to give you it all.” “I can’t be your midnight love, when your silver is my gold.”

The beach- SUCH A HEATWAVES SONG JUST LISTEN. “I feel it burning me, I feel it burning you.” “I think I can see the beach, I know what’s underneath. I need you here with me,”

Cherry flavored- the neighborhood just.. they have a dnf vibe. “Cherry flavored conversations with you got me hanging on. Down to earth from all the waiting. Take me somewhere beyond.”

Pretty boy- geogre is a pretty boy. point blank period. “Even if my heart stops beating, you’re the only thing I need with me.” “Pretty boy, you did this with me boy.” “As long as I got you, I’m gonna be alright.”

Bad idea- girl in reddd... but like imagine them casually hooking up and not knowing their in love tho. also I feel like they would definitely think that their relationship is a “bad idea” bc they’re stupid. “It was a bad idea, to think I could stop, was such a bad idea, I can’t get enough.” “Darling your so pretty it hurts.”

Line without a hook- ICONIC!! dream definitely does not think that he deserves george. “You can hold my hand if no ones home.” “All my emotions feel like explosions when you are around” “Oh baby I am a wreck without you.” “She’s a, she’s a lady, and I am just a boy. She’s a, she’s a lady, and I am just a line without a hook.”

Say you hate me- mega dream smp vibes as of recently. with the whole removing geogre as king. “I guess that your friends where right, from the start when they thought that I was a bad guy.” “Can you just say that you hate me? Or that you will never love me?” “Never meant to make you leave, never meant to make you cry.”

Cherry bomb- reminds me of how dream cheated on fundy with geogre. “I’m too close to crushing, and I’m too close for comfort I’m rushing.” “I ask how shes so mellow, she tells me her shades are in yellow.”

This side of paradise- I mean, like, kinda heatwaves vibes, but also just them. “Ask me why my hearts inside my throat. I’ve never been in love I’ve been alone.” “If you’re lonley come be lonley with me.”

Linger- geogre literally has that boy wrapped around his finger and I can’t not see it in this song. But when you look into it HELLA dream smp vibes, lyrics can be switched for either perspective here. “You know I’m such a fool for you, you got me wrapped around your finger.” “I thought the world of you, I thought nothing could go wrong, but I was wrong,”

august- i don’t know what is but this song is for them. it just is. “To live for the hope of it all. Cancel plans just in case you'd call” “So much for summer love, and saying “Us” Cause you weren't mine to lose”

I was an island- i just love the idea of them being hardasses and not thinking they need anyone until the other comes into their life and rocks their world. kinda dream smp vibes “I was a fighter, and I was so brave, but I lowered my sword when you held me and swore you’d stay.” “I was a wolf, dear, apart from the pac But you answered my cries in the dead of the night and told me that you had my back,”

Golden- k this one feeds into the “you’re literally the sun in my sky I’m not worthy” feel “I know you were way too bright for me I'm hopeless, broken” “I know that you're scared Because hearts get broken” “I can feel you take control Of who I am and all I've ever known Loving you's the antidote”

Strong- ummm okay but the “we’re better together” dynamic is them “I’m sorry if I say I need ya, but I don’t care I’m not scared of love.” “when I’m not with you I’m weaker is that so wrong? Is it so wrong, that you make me strong.”

Fly out west- the whole, I need to see you, you’re all I think about, stuff gets me. also heatwaves vibe. “Well tell me do you know? You’re all I dream about. Take it from me I’m too dumb to recognize your doubt.”

Cruel summer- them and summer, you dig? “I don’t wanna keep secrets just to keep you.” “I love you and that the worst thing you ever heard?”

Nothings gonna hurt you baby- I put this one on here because of how protective dream is over geogre “Nothing’s gonna hurt you baby, as long as your with me you’ll be just fine. Nothings gonna hurt you baby, nothings gonna take you from my side.”

Cardigan- young love, the kind of lover that makes you feel like you are the most important thing in the world to them “when you are young they assume you know nothing, but I knew you-“ “and when I felt like I was an old cardigan under someone’s bed, you put me on and said I was your favorite.”

Cry baby- them being in that weird stage where they recognize that it might be more than just senseless flirting and they might have feelings but also being paranoid that they’re the only one with feelings uh- “I can taste it my hearts breaking, please don’t say it. That you know, when you know.” “I know I’ll fall in love with you baby, but that’s not what I wanna do baby.”

Speak now- literally the fundy dream wedding. i rest my case. “I hear the preacher say speak no or forever hold your peace.” “Dont say yes runaway now.”

I love you so- this song is cute on the surface but kinda sad once you look into it. it’s kinda about a codependent love that isn’t going well. “I gotta get away and let you go I gotta get over, but I love you so.” “You were cool and I’m a fool so please let me go.”

In conclusion I’d really appreciate if you could check it out :) <3

[moral-turpitudes]

Whiskey Glasses

A/N: Gif isn’t peaky related but the facial expression is on point. Anyways...can we just appreciate the beauty of this man? God damn.

Trigger Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Fighting, Swearing, Drinking.

Word Count: 2,006

Characters: Bonnie Gold x Reader

Summary: Y/n puts up a bit of a fight while out with Bonnie and the blinders, but it’s only a matter of time before the real fighter steps in.

Requested by: No one I’m just a ho for Bonnie lol BYE.

A/N:

I’ve noticed a pattern in my writing about hitting motherfuckers over the head with whiskey glasses. I’m kinda here for it though.

Also, you can peep this same oneshot on my wattpad @jetblackheartsx, I may be adding more that I’ve written on here, to there in due time.

Made this cute transparent cut line too. Credit if ya use it. :)

The sun set over the black and gold accents of the Garrison, casting a faint orange glow over its drunk patrons. The sounds of glasses clinking and whiskey being poured over ice filled the room. The pub was full and there was a group of men in the distance singing, slurring their words every now and then. You smiled at the sight, as you felt your boyfriends hand clasp around yours under the table.

You met him 2 years ago at a fabric shop just outside of Small Heath. He and his father had came in from a long trip and needed some extra fabrics for winter. He immediately fixated his eyes on you and you remembered him looking at you like you hung the stars in the sky. His father noticed how keen he was for you and gradually convinced him to ask you out that day.

Luckily you agreed to the date, and here you were with an amazing boyfriend and his father Aberama who soon became one of your best friends. Due to his line of work he often found himself in, he wanted to help Bonnie keep you safe, and so he helped you learn to punch and use various weapons over the years as you joined them on their travels. During the time you've known Bonnie and his father, you knew Bonnie wasn't always the violent type, but he did what had to be done when the time called for it. And god help anyone who crossed someone he loved.

As you and Bonnie made small talk in the pub, you glanced over your shoulder and saw a trio of men eyeing you. You quickly diverted your gaze back to Bonnie as you listened to him join a conversation between the peaky lads, the stone faced Thomas Shelby eyeing you as you avoided the creeping men in the distance.

"Are you okay love?" Bonnie asked watching your worried facial expression.

You looked up at him as he snaked his arm around your waist bringing you closer to him. You nodded and smiled, pushing the awkward moment to the back of your mind.

He smiled slightly and downed the last of his whiskey and you offered to get you and him a couple more drinks. You had began to feel a bit buzzed and so you walked carefully up to the bar.

"4 shots please." You said and placed some coins on the bar.

You waited and saw the men from earlier come up to the bar near you. You were a bit on edge and you turned to see Bonnie and the lads talking way off in the distance, probably discussing the next boxing match.

You always loved the passion Bonnie had for boxing. He was a skilled fighter and even though he had a slight build, he could pack a powerful punch. You had been known to join Aberama on the ropes, encouraging Bonnie and giving him a sly wink or a kiss every now and then before he would finish off an opponent. You were like his good luck charm as he once told you, as he had never lost a fight when you were there. And luckily you were there with him tonight.

You downed two of the shots as your nerves got the best of you, and you began to feel the effects of the alcohol kicking in as you waited on the other two. Feeling an uneasiness in your stomach, you turned around to see the guys behind you. All 3 were smoking and staring at you menacingly as you moved to grab the two shot glasses.

One of the men caught your wrist and chuckled.

"Woah there pretty lady. You can't drink all that. Don't want you falling eh?" He said, reeking of smoke and bad intentions.

"I can drink if I want. Now if you'll excuse me." You said and walked to the side of them with the two glasses in tow. One of the other men came near you, causing you to panic. Despite you inebriated state, you quickly thought to down the two shots meant for Bonnie and held on tightly to the glasses, preparing to whack one of them if they got too close.

"I'll give you 5 shillings to fuck off." You said, spitting at him. Your desire of wanting to hit the man growing the more you drank.

"How about you give me a couple more and we can have some real fun eh?" The third man said walking behind you.

You clenched your hand around the glass and quickly turned to strike him in the head. The glass shattered on his head, cutting your hand a bit from the impact. The drunk man stumbled back, grabbing his head which was now glistening with blood and shards of glass.

You looked desperately for Bonnie as you were sure your antics caught the boy's attention by now.

"Are you lot dumb? I said fuck off!" You shouted at the other two who moved in on you.

As the second man came up to you, you reached out to him to distract him. With a shaking hand, you hit him with the other glass you had. But it didn't do as much damage as last time.

You sucked in a breath, wincing as you saw the cuts on your hands starting to bleed more.

"You shouldn't have done that lovely." The first man said and grabbed your wrist roughly.

"Let go!" You yelled and finally saw Bonnie from amongst the crowded pub. He rolled his sleeves up and came close to you.

"I would let go if I were you." Bonnie yelled, his eyes darkening with anger.

"I can do what I want...and fuck who I want....I might just have to get her to come home with me. You...you aren't even from here. You and your razor caps can't do nothin’..." the man said, slurring his words angrily.

He got closer to Bonnie, and so he pushed you behind him protectively. You stood back and saw as the lads, including Thomas looked to see what was going on.

"That's my girl you're taking about mate, I suggest you shut the fuck up and get out." He said, cracking his knuckles and removing his cap he'd received earlier that day.

"Oh yeah? Are you gonna stop me?" He asked, and that's when you saw Bonnie swing. A single punch landing on his jaw, making a cracking sound in the process. The man fell back unconsciously and his friend went to attack, but Bonnie dodged his punches and hit him in the face with his cap gashing his face and then tackling him to the floor. He landed a couple of punches to the mans cut face before knocking him out completely. You stood shocked as he got up from the man on the floor and rushed over to you. His breathing was ragged and his hands were covered in the men’s blood.

"Are you okay y/n?" He asked wiping his hands on his button up before putting his cap on and taking a look at your hands. They were cut up in several places. You winced again and pulled your hands away, instead wrapping your arms around him in a hug. You let tears fall down your face as he held you for a moment, and then he led you through the crowd and back to where the lads were. They made room for you to set your hands on the table and Tommy, John, and Arthur left to most likely finish the drunk bastards off.

"It's so crowded in here we couldn't see what was happening till you yelled y/n!" Michael yelled over the slew of drunk patrons.

"I know! I didn't think I'd make it back here." You yelled towards him.

"What'd you do to your hands y/n?" Finn asked.

"Eh, those...those...bastards were trying to grab me and got too close...so I chugged all those damn things and smashed em' in their faces...." you said, your words slurring a bit as the 4 shots started hitting you.

You looked down at Bonnie who was undoing his tie and looking hot as hell while doing so.

"Not here are you crazy? Keep your clothes on while we're here at least" You said smirking. Finn laughed and Bonnie cracked a smile as you joked around more, a sure sign that you were drunk.

"Love, bite down on this okay? This is going to hurt a lot but it'll help the cuts to not get infected." Bonnie said inspecting your palms for glass and assessing if they needed any stitches. Luckily they didn't, but it was still a nasty set of cuts nonetheless. You nodded, as he placed the tie in your mouth and then quickly poured half a bottle of gin on your hands.

Tears fell from your eyes as the alcohol seeped in, burning like small fires along your palms. You stifled back a small scream as he poured more over them and gently patted them dry. Through your tears you looked to see Tommy, John, and Arthur dragging the drunk men outside. Those drunk excuses for men probably wouldn't live to see tomorrow.

You winced again as he wrapped your hands in some cloth he tore from his shirt. And when he was done he removed the tie and you frowned.

"You...you tore your shirt up Bon, what the fuck." You said, he practically destroyed his whole outfit trying to help you at this point.

"It's just a shirt love, I'll be fine." He said kissing your lips, then sitting back in the booth next to you.

"Well...I think that's been enough action for one night eh?" Bonnie asked you. You laughed in response and leaned against him.

"Yeah. Do....do you wanna go back? Wait where did-where's Aberama?" You asked whipping your head around suddenly.

"He's with Polly, remember her? We met her earlier before my match. Let them be, I'll take you back to the vardo." He said as you stood up, feeling a bit unsteady.

You felt him put a strong arm around your waist to support you. You smiled and closed your eyes for a second before hearing Tommy's voice from behind you both.

"Heading out?" He asked Bonnie, who turned to him nodded, tightening his grip on your waist as you moved with him.

"Yeah, she's had a long night. I'll be back in tomorrow for our meeting Mr. Shelby." He said.

"Alright. Good work today Bonnie. And good work to you as well Miss y/l/n..." he said looking at you. You could've sworn you saw a small smile playing at his lips.

"What'd I do?" You asked not comprehending that he was talking about earlier.

"Well you helped take down two men with nothing but whiskey glasses so that's at least worth something." He said, gently placing some shillings in your hand to pay you back for your drinks.

"Oh...thanks Mr. Shelby." You said smiling.

"It's Tommy, sweetheart. Now go get her home Bonnie. I don't want more glasses broken in my pub for tonight." He said, letting you all walk past him, you more so stumbling past.

Bonnie walked you down the long streets and over a couple of blocks to Charlie's yard where you all put the vardo earlier. The distance from there to the Garrison seeped terribly long as the night was grew colder, the fog clouding your already blurry vision.

"We're here babe." He said and helped you in. You immediately fell onto the bed inside and closed your eyes smiling, knowing Bonnie would be joining you after he looked over everything and made sure you all were safe. As you drifted off, you felt Bonnie come in and lie gently beside you, wrapping you into his arms protectively. Before slipping into a deep sleep, you thought about tomorrow and how you were going to have fun recovering from your hangover, and telling the family about your own little fighting experience.

[agerestorybits]

So it had a name

Roman was trying to get along with Remus. Really! It’s just hard to find something that both of them could agree on. It was either to fluff or too disturbing.

So they settled on making things together in the imagination. They would work together in designing, testing, playing. Sometimes there was talking, laughter. Other times it was just a peaceful silence as they both worked on something they both loved.

It was one of those quiet days. Where the only sounds were the scribbling of Roman’s pen as he drew things into existence and the soft clicking of some kind of beetle thing that Remus was working on.

Then the humming started. Remus paused in his work to listen. Roman was humming again. Soon he would leave all but fleeing from the field they were working in. Remus watched curious as to why he always ran away once he started humming.

He had never confronted his brother about it before. “It sounds nice.” He commented.

Roman looked up and smiled at him, “Thanks.” He paused, “You wanna sing with me?”

Remus hesitated. “Ok.”

“What you wanna sing?” Roman asked. Why was he talking like that?

“You pick.” Remus said, hundred and ten percent sure that Roman would not approve of anything he would want to sing.

Roman settled on Shiny from Moana. Remus was sure to not mess up the lyrics (or replacement them with his own). He smiled. This was new.

“That was fun!” Roman said. Then he paused and frowned. Remus froze. Had he messed up? “I gonna do something..”

“Do you need to leave?” Remus asked.

Roman smiled again. “Yeah! I gonna find V.” He turned to leave before looking back towards Remus. “You come too?”

“Ok.” Roman grabbed Remus’s hand shocking him into silence and pulled him along. Remus knew he acted like this before. Something he took to calling dumbass brain. He had no idea that that’s what was going on with Roman too.

Roman dragged him into the light side living room where they found Virgil and Logan sitting in silent. Virgil on his phone and Logan with a book.

“V!” Roman cried letting go of Remus’s hand and running over to him. Virgil looked up and smiled at Roman before that smile froze as his eyes shifted back towards Remus.

“Hey..”Virgil said.

“Guess what?” Roman asked.

“What?” Virgil asked, keeping an eye on Remus who shifted awkwardly.

“Re sang with me! And he wasn’t mean at all!” Ouch! Remus winced at that. He had really been trying to be nicer.

“That’s great.” Virgil said.

“Ah, Remus. A word in the kitchen?” Logan asked standing.

Crap! What did he do? Remus wordlessly followed Logan into the Kitchen. “I imagine you have questions.”

“Nope.” Remus said.

Logan paused. “Really? I wasn’t aware that you knew about his age regression.”

Remus’s mouth worked faster than his brain. “What’s that?”

“I thought you didn’t have any questions.” Logan said, adjusting his glasses.

“I didn’t...I mean..” Remus sputtered. “He’s not just being dumb?”

“No. He’s mentally regressed to a younger state of mind.” Logan said flatly.

Remus thought about this. He didn’t know anything about this. At least not in the innocent cute way that Roman displayed it. And he wouldn’t be into...Remus shook his head, “So not sexy?”

“What? No!” Logan said, taken back by the question. “Why would you... ? He’s literally mentally a child.”

“Mmmm. Sounds-” Like me. “Lame. I’m out.” Remus said sinking out.

He dropped from the ceiling onto his bed. He stared up not really seeing.

So it had a name.

---

Remus stayed in his room for the next week and refused to come out when Janus and Roman knocked. He couldn’t face them.

He didn’t want them to think that he was just copying Roman. HAH! Like he’d ever do that!

No one knew up till now, no one needed to know.

He would keep it a secret.

He didn’t count on that being a lot harder than he thought.

The first time he almost went dumbass- um..Regressed... Was when Patton had given him a cookie as a reward for not breaking any more dishes or making the walls bleed.

The cookie was plenty on its own but he also got a head pat.

He dropped so fast that he blinked in surprise and giggled. Patton stared at him. He had to cover for this. “Butts!” Was the only gross thing he could think of.

Patton rolled his eyes, “Alright then.”

Remus relaxed and nibbled at the treat.

It was safe.

Next was when Roman had Regressed and wanted him to play with him. Which he agreed despite Virgil staring at him the whole time.

They played knights and Princes. Or in this case, Dukes and Princes.

“Ha! I win!” Roman said.

He dropped, “No fair!” He pouted.

Turned away from Roman and met Virgil’s quizzical gaze.

Wordlessly he sank out.

It was movie night. The movie had yet to start and the duke was waiting quietly.

Janus was immediately concerned. “Dumb brain?” He asked using Remus’s words for it. Not having made the connection yet himself.

Remus paused for longer than normal then lied, “Yep.”

Janus froze. Did Remus just...lie? Remus never lies!

“Remus.. What’s wrong?” Janus asked. Maybe he was just confused.

“Just dumb brain.”

Janus’s eyes narrowed. Remus always called it dumbass brain. “Remus are you lying to me?” Janus asked just loud enough that everyone else could hear.

Remus froze.

“Wha-what?” Roman said.

“Remus doesn’t lie.” Patton of all people said.

“I didn’t think he was capable of that.” Logan said his gaze falling on Remus.

Remus shifted in his seat uncomfortably. It didn’t help that he was half way regressed as it was and all the attention was pushing him further into it.

“I...Yes.” Remus answered after a second of tense silence where Janus had not taken his eyes off Remus.

“So what’s wrong?” Janus asked.

Remus didn’t answer. Janus sighed and sat down next to him. “Look you can tell us. No one” He put stress on the words, “Is going to judge you.”

“I..Don’t think dumb brain is just dumb brain.” He whispered.

Janus nodded. Virgil looked confused, “What’s dumb brain?”

“It’s where Remus can’t think as well and his intrusive thoughts are tamer.” Janus explained.

“What do you think it is then?” Janus asked. Remus’s eyes flickered to Roman’s.

Roman’s eyes widened. “You think….You too?”

“What?” Patton asked.

“You age regress!” Roman shouted.

Remus nodded miserably. “Sorry.”

Roman frowned. “Why are you apologizing?”

“I..you already do that and I didn’t want to...copy you.” Remus shifted around looking at the ground.

“That’s the dumbest Idea you’ve ever had.” Roman snorted.

Remus smiled, “Really?”

“Really?” Remus asked quietly, small.

Roman nodded.

“I guess we should change what we’re going to watch.” Logan said.

“What do you want to watch Remus?” Patton asked.

Remus looked up and frowned, “I dunno.” He shrugged.

“That’s fine. I’ll pick.” Roman said.

“Hey!” Virgil protested.

“You picked last time.” Roman said.

Virgil paused, “Fair enough.”

“Disney it is!” Roman said.

Janus put an arm around Remus’s shoulders and the duke snuggling against him. It was fine. Everything was fine.

Remus smiled.

[machinegunkellyimagines]

Title: My Brother’s Bandmate

Summary: Mötley Crüe meets Micks little sister.

Pairing: Tommy x Reader

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You couldn’t believe this.

It was your brother’s first gig with his new band and you missed it. It was as if the universe was determined to make you miss the show.

First you had to stay late at the diner because your release was stuck in traffic, then when you finally got in the taxi (that you ended up changing your clothes in) you were in traffic.

By the time you reached the Whiskey the crowd had already mostly died out, only leaving a few drunks at the bar and some girls who were either waiting for taxis or trying to find guys to go home with.

You headed to the back to look for your big brother to apologize since you knew he must have been bummed that you missed his show.

The only issue was you’d never been to this bar and had no clue where the back room was.

So you checked each door that wasn’t locked, then you opened a door and it was obviously a restroom with a single toilet and sink.

And it wasn’t empty.

There was a tall man with dark hair at the sink and he appeared to be washing his face, but he paused when he noticed her.

‘Seriously? Another one?’ he scoffed as he turned to face you.

‘Oh sorry.’ you said.

‘It’s fine I got one more good go left in me I think.’

‘Excuse me?’ You asked in confusion as the strange man approached you.

Before you knew what was going on the man lifted you up and placed you on the sink.

‘H-hey! What the hell?!’ you gasped in shock.

The man didn’t reply he just pulled a condom out of his pocket and ripped it open with his teeth.

Oh hell no!

You brought up your knee as hard as you could, making full contact with his gut.

He grunted and doubled over and you took the opportunity to push him back enough for you jump off the sink and run out the restroom.

‘Mick! Mick!’ you yelled as you ran down the long hallway, desperately looking for your brother.

Finally the last door at the end opened up and your brother stuck his head out.

‘(Y/N)?’ Mick asked as he saw you running toward him with a frantic look of panic in your eyes.

You ran up to him and clutched onto his leather jacket.

‘Th-this guy in the restroom h-he tried to-‘

Mick cut you off by smashing a bottle of vodka you hadn’t noticed him holding against the wall.

‘Where is he?’ your brother asked.

‘I left him in the restroom.’ you answered.

Without a word he pushed past you and headed to the restroom you had just ran from, you followed behind if only to make sure he didn’t hurt himself trying to kill that pervert.

When Mick walked in he paused at the door for a second when he saw the attacker on the ground holding his stomach in pain.

‘You bastard!’ Mick snarled before he grabbed the guy by his shirt and held the broken bottle against his neck.

‘I’m gonna fucking kill you!’

‘Mick! What the hell!?’

You turn and see two guys had apparently ran up behind you. One was a blond and the other was really tall with black hair.

The tall one pushed past you and pulled Mick back.

‘What the fuck is going on?!’ the blond asked.

‘This asshole tried to rape my fucking sister!!’ Mick screamed as he fought against the guy that was holding him back.

‘What?! Nikki that is not cool!’ the tall man said as he struggled to keep his hold on your brother.

‘I didn’t! I thought she was another groupie looking to fuck one of us! I didn’t know she was your sister!’ The guy yelled as he got up, still holding his stomach.

‘Do you two know each other Mick?’ you asked.

‘Yeah I used to be in a band with this fuck, but that’s dead. Come on let’s go.’ Mick said before he snatched out of the tall man’s hold.

‘What?! Mick you can’t just quit!’ the tall guy said.

‘Watch me.’

Mick then took your arm and pulled you out the restroom and down the hall, the whole time he was mumbling something about being done with rug monkeys.

‘Mick you’re gonna break my arm.’ you whined as your shoulder began to ache from how hard he was pulling you.

Your complaint made him stop and take a deep breath before he turned and faced you.

‘Are you Ok? Did that asshole hurt you?’ he asked.

‘No, I’m fine...are you really quitting this band?’ you asked.

‘Of course I’m quitting! (Y/N) he almost-’

‘I know but it really seemed like a big misunderstanding, Mick come on you told me you actually like these guys.’

‘That was before that damn bassist tried to fuck my baby sister in a dirty bathroom.’

‘Mick!’

The siblings turn and see the two guys from the hall were dragging the man who had attacked you in the restroom. Nikki you recalled.

‘Just beat the shit outta Nikki and let’s move past this man, we aren’t gonna find another guitarist as good as you and you won’t find another band that works better for you than us.’ the blond said.

‘Or you could just not beat the shit out of me and accept my apology. Man I read the situation completely wrong and jumped the gun, but dude come on don’t let this one dumb thing mess up the future of this band.’

‘Yeah Mick, you said it yourself you think this could be the one that makes it. I’m fine, honestly I am, don’t quit because of me.’ you tried to reason.

For a moment Mick looked like he was contemplating leaving and ignoring everyone but then he looked down at you and you gave him your biggest puppy eyes, the ones that he ALWAYS fell for.

He let out a loud sigh, and rolled his eyes before he grabbed a handful of Nikki’s hair and violently dragged his head down so that he could knee the bassist in the face.

‘Don’t ever pull that shit again Sixx.’ he said before he turned and walked off.

There was a moment of silence as Nikki held onto his now bleeding nose.

‘Well...um its nice to meet you all. I’m (Y/N) Mars, Mick’s little sister.’ you awkwardly introduced yourself.

‘Cool, I’m Tommy, the drummer, this guy is our singer Vince and you’ve met our bassists Nikki.’ the tall one introduced.

‘Yeah...I’m sorry for th-’

‘No. I shouldn’t have assumed, or at least asked before I started.’

‘Yeah.’ you agreed.

You all turned and saw Mick coming back, still looking angry like always but not as violent.

‘Are you assholes coming or not? You invited the entire club to that shitty apartment.’

‘Oh yeah, are we riding with you or-’

‘No. Only got room for one and I don’t want my infant sister walking the streets with the likes of you guys.’

‘I’m not an infant!’ you stomped.

‘Still doesn’t change the fact that I don’t want you hanging with these guys.’

‘You hang out with these guys.’ you argued.

‘I’m not you (Y/N), I’m older, so get in the car so I can take you home.’ he said sternly.

‘I don’t want to go home yet, plus you said there was a party going on. I wanna go to at least that since I missed the show, I’m already dressed and tomorrow is my off day.’

‘Come on dude least we can do is show her a good time after the shit Sixx pulled.’ Tommy said.

Again your brother rolled his eyes before leaving, this time pulling you with him.

‘I’ll see you all at the party!’ you said as you were dragged away.

In the car Mick gave you his usual list of rules for parties; pour your own drinks, don’t sit your cup down, knock before you open any doors and don’t go off without telling him.

‘Sorry for missing the show.’ you said.

‘I’m sorry my bandmate is a fucking narcissistic idiot, I’ll talk to him.’

‘Actually talk Mick, not just beat him while you yell at him.’ you glared.

‘...fine.’ he agreed hesitantly.

Once you arrived your brother helped you up a flight of stairs and through a window. The party was already full swing, smoke clouding the air, the stench of booze, and the amount of people made it hot like a sauna.

‘I hate parties.’

‘I know Mick.’ you smiled.

‘I’ll be in the last room on the left.’ he said before walking off, leaving you to go and find a drink.

As he walked toward his hiding room he saw Nikki and the rest of his band sitting at the table snorting their lives away.

He sat down and the others all got quiet as they looked at him, Nikki moved his chair back a bit in case the old man was still feeling violent. The bassists had just got his nose to stop bleeding and was not in the mood to get it going again.

‘Listen up. I am only going to say this one time, my sister is off fucking limits. No one lays a hand on her, no one flirts with her...if I catch one of you so much as looking at her in a way I don’t like I will castrate you. Are we clear?’

‘Crystal.’ Tommy said, Nikki and Vince nodded in agreement.

Mick stood up and off he went, taking the tense atmosphere with him.

They all let out a sigh of relief as they went back to snorting up their drugs.

‘Dude, that dude is intense.’ Tommy said.

‘Yeah, but he is the best guitarist I’ve ever seen, we ain’t going nowhere without him’ Nikki sighed, moving his chair close to the table again.

‘I can’t believe that someone birthed Mick and then decided to risk it and do the shit again after that.’

‘I can’t believe his sister is actually kinda hot.’ Tommy smiled.

Nikki hit Tommy upside the head, making him whine.

‘Do you want Mick to kill you?’ he scolded.

‘Sorry, but she is. You were gonna fuck her.’ the drummer said.

‘I thought she was a groupie like the other three chicks that had ran up on me. Hell I almost didn’t want to but I figured I had one more good round left.’ Nikki said in his own defense.

‘Dumb ass, she looks nothing like a groupie, I mean she doesn’t look like she is even supposed to be here.’

They look over and see you talking with some girl, the girl was in shorts, a ripped up t-shirt, black hooker heels and some edgy jewelry. You however were in a white crop top and a pink high waist skirt on with white flats.

‘Looks like she just snuck out to go on a date with a boy she met at church.’ Vince joked.

‘Yeah, but don’t you think she has that like cute innocent look? Girl next door kind of thing?’ Tommy said.

‘More like the sister of an angry old man who plays guitar in your band kind of thing. Remember the rules T-bone, no shitting in your own yard.’ Nikki said.

‘Ok but while he isn’t here I’m gonna go talk to her.’ Tommy said as he stood up and left the table.

‘Tommy!’ Nikki hissed but it was too late, the drummer was already in front of the two girls and chatting them up.

‘What the hell is wrong with him?’ Vince asked.

‘He’s an idiot.’ was the bassist’s answer.

They watched as you looked at Tommy, your eyes darting around the room in worry. No doubt looking around to make sure your brother wasn’t around to see this.

Tommy was either ignorant or just stupidly bold because he simply waved his hand, dismissing your worries before he pulled you over to the table and pulled out a chair for.

You looked nervous and borderline uncomfortable as you sat down and let Tommy push the chair closer to the table.

‘Mick said he doesn’t want you guys talking to me, and I doubt even I can talk him down twice in one night.’ you said, voicing your concern.

‘Don’t worry about him, for now we want to know about you. Mick didn’t tell us he had any siblings at all. Other than his name and favorite booze we don’t know a thing about him.’ Tommy started.

At that you chuckled before taking a sip of your beer.

‘We have...seven siblings. Mick doesn’t really like the rest too much and he tries his best to keep me away from the guys he hangs out with so I’m not surprised he didn’t tell you guys about me.’

‘Are you like....adopted tho? Not to be rude or any shit like that but you two look nothing alike.’ Nikki asked.

‘Well Mick looked identical to his dad before he dyed his hair, Mom says I look like my father. Not that I’d ever know for sure.’ you sighed.

‘Oh different fathers. So which one one of you is legit, who is the love baby?’ Vince asked.

‘Well Mick’s dad was who mom stayed married to, so I guess I’m the “love baby” but...some shit happened before I was born and by the time mom brought me home Mick was already treated like an outsider. I latched onto him and held onto me and we’ve never been apart since...he was the father to me that his father couldn’t bare to be.’

They all listened closely, maybe it was their brains fighting against the drugs by focusing on something, or they were genuinely interested in learning about their closed off guitarist.

‘What was Mick like growing up?’ Tommy asked.

You let out a laugh as you remembered how your brother was.

‘He was...energetic believe it or not, especially when it came to music, and I thought he was the coolest person in the world. You know Mick never took a single guitar lesson, he’s almost completely self taught, he would mess with the strings until it made a noise he liked.’

‘Wow...the man is a genius.’ Nikki said in awe.

‘You already thought that Nikki.’ Vince said.

For a while the conversation went on like that, them pretty much interviewing you about your brother, squeezing you for info while you sipped on your drink.

‘So he’s just like super protective then since he raised you.’

‘Yup, I remember this time when I was in like second grade this boy pulled down my skirt in front of everyone in recess and I was...crushed.’ you laughed.

‘What type of jerk does that?’ Tommy scoffed.

Nikki and Vince looked away and sipped their drinks, because they stayed doing shit like that when they were little hell spawns.

‘So Mick snuck into our recess and without a word he wrestled the poor boy’s clothes off, leaving him butt ass naked and crying. Mick got in so much trouble and no boy looked at me funny ever again.’

‘Wow so you must be like a virgin.’ Vince said.

At that you blushed before you scoffed and walked away in an absolute huff, who the hell was he to make (true) assumptions about you. Your non-existent love life was always something you were self conscious about, you were in your twenties and hadn’t had so much as a first kiss.

Mick never let you have a moment where you could be alone with a boy, and your family thought it was hilarious and would egg him on and volunteer to keep an eye on you whenever he wasn’t around.

Of course you knew he had good intentions and you never had it in you to tell him to back off and let you get some damn play.

Right about now you were thinking you would just find Mick and tell him you were ready to go, but before you had even reached the hallway someone had grabbed your hand and stopped you.

‘Hey! Sorry about him, he gets high and starts to talk out of his ass. We were really having a good time talking to you (Y/N)’ Tommy said.

‘I’m sorry for storming off, but I really think I should call it a night before Mick comes out and sees me talking to you guys.’ you said politely.

‘Alright but we still totally want to see you some more y’know, we have another gig at the Whiskey on Friday. It would be cool if you showed and saw us perform then after we could get some drinks, Mick will be there and everything.’ the tall drummer said pleadingly.

You were really going to decline, but Tommy had obviously mastered the art of puppy eyes as well as you had, and you did miss their first show.

‘...fine.’ you mumbled.

Tommy’s face lit up like a Christmas tree and he jumped around and hugged you like an excited little kid.

‘Awesome! You are gonna freak when you see the show, this band is gonna own the strip in no time!’ he said, not letting go of you.

You didn’t know what to do in this situation, the only guy who ever really touched you for more than a second was Mick.

Tommy finally let go and smiled down at you.

You looked up at him and your heart jumped as you took in all his handsome features, his eyes, his sharp nose, and those lips. When you looked back up you noticed his eyes were on your lips as well.

‘(Y/N)!’

You nearly jumped out of your skin as your brother’s voice hit your ears.

As fast as you could you backed away from Tommy and out the corner of your eye in the midst of your own panic you saw the drummer hurrying back to his table with the others to play as if he had been there the whole time.

You look back and see your brother looking very annoyed as he came out of one of the rooms.

‘Hey! I was just gonna come and find you, I’m ready to go.’ you said as coolly as you could.

‘Good, some chick just tried to pull my damn dick out and I honestly just can not deal with shit...I’m too fucking old.’ he grumbled before pulling toward the window you had crawled through.

You looked over at Tommy one more time before you left, and he was looking at you.

Whatever that was just now could not ever happen again...but you wished it had gone on a little longer

[silverryu25]

I have a headcannon that sans doesn’t dress in lingerie much. He wear more comfy loose clothes. So what if one day he surprises his bara bone friend ( either bara red,lamia red or wolf red) in some sexy lingerie. Sans shyly asking if he looks okay and he kinda panics and wants to leave because he thinks red doesn’t like it but instead.... idk u decide next what do u think what will happen next miss silver ;) I wanna hear ur spicy predictions

Ohhhh! Another spicy one? >:3c

18+ only please!

Awwww! This is adorable noony X3

I really love the image of Sans standing in the bedroom, shy and blushing, probably hiding behind his hands cause ‘stars what was he thinking? red would just make fun of him for doing this cause he looks ridiculous!’ and as he got overwhelmed he’d turn and try to run but...

Bara Red: ... he would port to the door cutting off Sans’ escape. Poor Sansy would jump in place, not expecting it and as soon as he looked up at his big bonefirend, he’d see Red is bleeding a bit from his nose and wiping it with his sleeve, uncaring about getting it dirty. The look in Red’s eyelights would be filled with pure adoration and lust, cause ‘fuck, his tiny made dressed himself up just for him. and he looks like the perfect present. so sweetly wrapped and ready for Red to unwrap and enjoy.’

Red would take the smol monster and carry him to the bed, making sure his claws don’t damage the lingerie (he wanted to see Sans in it again after all). Gently he’d put Sans down and just pull back to watch and enjoy the sight of Sans laying there, legs pressed together, arms above his head grabbing the sheets, blushing hard. The stare Red would give Sans would make the small monster squirm, magic gathering in his joints and pelvis and the sight would make Red’s magic boil.

He would take his time unwrapping Sans, using his teeth to get the ribbons untied and delicately unbuttoning any parts that he couldn’t get with his mouth. The moment he uncovered some bone, he would leave a mark, biting and suckling on it, making sure Sans knew who he belonged to and how gorgeous he was. He would praise that skeleton until the little monster felt faint from the rush of magic to his cheeks.

Their fun times would last long in the night and Sansy would have trouble walking for a few days later... must be part of the reason why Sans doesn’t wear lingerie that much, huh? >;3

Wolf Red: ... he would run after Sans, grabbing his arm and spinning him back. The short chase making his magic boil. He isn’t really a guy that’s interested in what his mate is wearing, but the sight of Sans running in shame makes him growl and that makes Sans flinch. The moment Red saw that he would pull sans into a hug, nuzzling into his skull and neck, saying how gorgeous and pretty his little mate is.

After that he’d carry Sans into bed and go from nuzzling to kissing and biting, tearing the lingerie up with claws and teeth. Sans would probably squeak at him that it was not easy to get in his size and to be careful, but Red wouldn’t listen, too focused on unwrapping his mate and taking him fully. Cause let’s be honest, the lingerie is pretty but Sans’ bones are a million times prettier >;3

Sans not wearing lingerie that much with wolf Red would mostly because it gets shredded every time XD

Lamia Red: ... his tail would snap out and grab Sans, pulling him into the nest and Red’s coils. Seeing Sans run like that is always pleasing, but he wouldn’t really understand why he did this time. With a little coaxing, he would get Sans to admit that he was embarrassed and then he would just bluntly tell Sans that was dumb. Sans would probably be hurt, thinking Red meant that dressing up was dumb, but before he could spiral Red would follow with something like “ya look perfect in anything ya wear ssssweatheart” and poor Sansy would blush even harder. Seeing this Red would tell Sans that he could dress however he wants and he will love him the same.

Red might try and get Sans out of the lingerie without tearing it, but he would be frustrated with the ribbons and buttons and give up at some point, just tearing the whole thing off Sans. Sansy wouldn’t have the heart to scold the big noodle for that with how supportive and sweet he was being. And they would both do their very best to make the other feel good that night X3

Sans would probably wear lingerie when he wants to feel cute, not so much for Red here cause the noodle just doesn’t get clothes that much XD

Hope you like noony! Bara Red is very much into Sansy dressing up into different outfits, especially when he can take the time to unwrap and enjoy his treat. Wolf and lamia Red are a bit too rough and uncaring about anything covering those perfect bones so they wouldn’t be that much into it, but they would most definitely support Sans if he wants to wear any outfit.

[silent-killer-0227]

Love By Chance on CRACK - Part I

100 Love By Chance INCORRECT quotes that might as well be correct.

I do not take any credit on these quotes. All I did was to compile and arrange them in a way that they���d follow a timeline.

ENJOY THE EFFECT OF MY BOREDOM!

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001

Ping: What's your default reaction when you see someone who's just too good-looking for this world?

Pond: I stare.

Pond: I smile.

Pond: Then I put down the mirror.

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002

Pete: What's the first thing you notice when someone comes up to you?

Tin: The audacity.

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003

Ae: You can't make everyone like you. You're not Pete.

Pond: What? Not everyone likes Pete.

Ae: Who doesn't?

Pond: Well -

Ae: Names, now. Give me their names.

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004

Can: That's one of my biggest fears.

Good: What is?

Can: If I ever, like, woke up as a doughnut.

Good, gasping: You would eat yourself?

Can: I would not even hesitate.

Techno: YOU DRAGGED ME OUT OF THE FOOTBALL FIELD JUST TO HEAR THIS?!

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005

Ae: I started school with straight A's.

[ Pete walks by. ]

Ae: Now I'm not even straight.

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006

Techno: I think you should-

Champ: I am not taking advice from someone who pronounces "g" in lasagna

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007

Ae: Can I talk to you for a minute?

Pond: Oh, no... Am I in trouble?

Ae: Take a guess.

Pond: No?

Ae: Take another guess.

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008

Technic: You need a hobby.

Kengkla: I have a hobby.

Technic: Obsessing over my brother isn't a hobby.

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009

Pete: Do you have any bags I can borrow?

Tin: The only bags I have are the ones under my eyes, and they're specifically designed to carry the burden of my existence.

Pete: ...

Pete: A simple 'no' would have sufficed.

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010

Ae: *holds the door open for Pete* After you.

Pete: No, after you.

Ae: I insist, after you.

Pond: *pushes past both of them* After me.

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011

Tin: Love is dead. It never existed. Anyone who thinks otherwise is a fool.

Can: *does something stupid but cute*

Tin: Hold up a second -

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012

Techno: Ae said he has butterflies in his stomach.

Can: Why would he eat butterflies?

Good: How will they come out?

Can: Even I wouldn't dare to eat butterflies.

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013

Ping: So is this thing between Ae and Pete supposed to be a secret?

Pond: Hardly. The only people who don't know Ae loves Pete are Ae and Pete.

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014

Type: Has anyone ever told you that you're damn smart?

Techno, grinning: No.

Type: At least you're surrounded with honest people.

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015

Pond: Ae can't be that good in everything. There's got to be something he's bad at.

Bow: Maybe he's a bad kisser.

Pete: No, he's good at that too.

Pond: ....

Ping: What?

Bow: What?

Pete: What?

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016

Pond: You kissed Pete?

Ae: In my defense, it was dark and Pete was looking utterly adorable.

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017

Tin: Are we fighting or flirting right now?

Can: I just told you I hate you.

Tin: Unclear.

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018

ChaAim: Don't say a word.

Pond: Fergalicious.

ChaAim: I said no words!

Pond: Oh I see how it is. Two weeks ago, playing Scrabble, it wasn't a word, but now it is. How convenient for you.

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019

Can: How come "you're a peach" is a compliment but "you're bananas" is an insult? Why are we allowing fruit discrimination to tear society apart?!

Type: Where do you even come up with these thoughts??

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020

*Techno does something stupid*

Kengkla: What an absolute idiot.

Kengkla: Can’t believe I’d kill for them.

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021

Ae: Pete is really good-looking.

Chompoo: Don't be jealous, P'Ae, you're good-looking too.

Ae: I am not being jealous, Chompoo, I am being gay.

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022

Pete: Will you two stop arguing?

Tin: We're not arguing. We're having a discussion.

Can: We too are having an argument!

Tin: Discussion.

Can: Argument!

Tin: Discussion.

Can: Argument!

Ae: Can't believe they're actually having an argument about if they're having an argument

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023

Officer: Okay, what are your names?

Good: Don't tell him, Can.

Officer, writing it down: Can.

Good: Oh...

Can: Way to go, Good.

Officer: ....

Can: Shit.

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024

Techno: Why are you two holding hands?

Ae: Studies show that holding hands relieve stress.

Techno: Oh, I thought you were dating or something.

Pete: We are. We're also very stressed.

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025

Pete: Are you alright?

Tin: Yes, why?

Pete: You asked the woman at the store if damage repair shampoo also works on emotions.

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026         

Can: I wasn't even that drunk.

Lemon: You were watching the television and laughing.

Can: So?

Lemon: The television wasn't even on.

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027

Pond: I dare you to kiss the first person who walks into this room.

Ae: That's stupid. I'm not going to-

[ Pete walks in ]

Ae: Well, I mean, a dare is a dare.

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028

Can: In my defense, I was left unsupervised.

Techno: Wasn't Good with you?

Good: In my defense, I was left unsupervised too.

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029

Techno, tearing up: My cramps are so awful. I hate mother nature.

Kengkla: I'll screw mother nature up!

Kengkla: *throws trash everywhere*

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030

Pete: You don't want to admit it but if anyone else is mean to Can, you'd beat them up.

Tin: *scoffs* Not really.

Can, coming into the room with a pout on his face: Pond said he's gonna kick my ass.

Tin, standing up: Not if I kick his first.

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031          

Pond: Are you alright?

Ping: Do you feel like you're going to pass out?

Ae, bleeding out: I can't. I have a date with Pete tonight.

Ping: ....

Ping: We need to discuss your priorities.

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032

Pete: I know you actually care for your supposed enemy, Can.

Can, internally: Act dumb.

Can: Who's Can?

Can, internally: not that dumb.

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033 

Techno: I miss hanging out with Champ.

Type: Well, I'm still here.

Techno: It's not the same, Type. I can talk to Champ about the things I can't talk with you.

Type: Like?

Techno: Well, for instance, the annoying things you do.

Type, glaring: Techno...

Techno, pointing at Type: See? I can't talk to you.

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034

Technic: You're really bad with boundaries.

Kengkla: Name one boundary I've crossed.

[earlier]

Kengkla, picking the front door lock of No and Nic's house with a paper clip: Hey, can I come in?

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035

Pond: I know I have been talking about ChaAim all morning. But another thing I love about her is she just gets me.

Ae: Can she come get you right now?

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036

Can: What type of person do you like?

Tin: Small-eyed, loves food and football, dumb, sometimes cute, sometimes annoying, overprotective of their friends.

Can: That sounds just like me, except I'm not a girl.

Tin: Did I mention 'dumb'?

Can: Yeah...

Tin: Just making sure.

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037

Bow: Is that a hickey?

Pete: No... It's a mosquito bite.

Ae: *walks in* Hey guys.

Pond: Hi, mosquito.

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038

Techno: Love is dead and never existed. All you did was betray me as I lay sick and festering. You are the definition of dread.

Champ: Are you okay?

Techno: Ai'Can stole my fucking french fries!

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039

Pond: Wanna hear a joke?

ChaAim: Not really.

Pond: Oh, c'mon, please?

ChaAim: Fine.

Pond: Knock knock!

ChaAim: Come in.

Pond: ...

Pond: Seriously…

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040

Pete: Are you sure you aren't dating Tin?

Can: If I am, I certainly wasn't informed of it.

Pond: To be fair, if anyone of us were dating someone without realizing it, it would be you.

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041

Tar: I would die for you.

Tum: I'd die for you first.

Type, shouting across the field: No one here is dying!

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042

Techno: What's up, Ae?

Ae, after another day of dealing with Pond: My blood pressure, Captain.

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043

Tin: I've never had a best friend in my entire life.

Can: I'll be your best friend.

Tin: Now that I think about it, I've never had a boyfriend either.

Can: ...

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044

Ae: You know when I was your age...

Kengkla: You know when I was your height...

Ae: ...

Ae: Listen –

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045

Ae and Pete: *staring at each other lovingly*

Pond: *pops soda can open*

Ae: We were having a moment.

Pond: Yeah, and I'm having a soda.

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046

Can: You like me? You like my personalities?

Tin: That’s a normal reaction. I'm surprised too.

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047

Technic: What's this?

Kengkla: It's my to-do list.

Technic: Wow, that's cool! So you're starting to be-

Technic: ...

Technic: This just says 'Techno'

Kengkla, smirking: Yeah.

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048

Pete: Having something or someone to take care of has the ability to improve your mental health!

Techno: Like a kid?

Pete: Well yeah, or perhaps a plant, or-

Techno: I already have Can and Good and I don't see how it's improving my mental health in the slightest.

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049

Pond, texting: Where are you and Pete?

Ae: WE'RE FUCKING

Ae: GETTING [not delivered]

Ae: SOME LUNCH [not delivered]

Pond: OK, nvm

Ae: NO, WAIT [not delivered]          

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050

No: I'm such an idiot.

Nic: ...

No: ...

Nic: ...

No: ...

Nic: If you're waiting for me to argue with you, P', it's gonna be a long night.

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051

Tin: *holding Can's hand*

Pete: FINALLY!

Pond: Who asked who?

Tin: I did. Kept it nice and short.

Can: You yelled, "Listen here, you little shit. I have feelings for you and I know you have feelings for me and it's goddamn time we acknowledge them!" drunk outside my house.

Tin: Nice and short.

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052

Can: Tin and I are no longer friends.

Tin: That's the worst way to admit we're dating, Cantaloupe.

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053

Kengkla: P'No, I think we should be more than friends.

Techno: Best friends?

Kengkla: No, more than that.

Techno: Mega best friends?

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054

Techno: FOUR MONTHS!

Champ: What?

Type: Oh my god, you finally figured it out.

Techno: YOU WATCHED ME WATER A FAKE PLANT-

Champ: Huh...

Techno: - FOR FUCKING FOUR MONTHS!

Type: Your misery brings me a great joy.

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055

Pete: The food's too hot. I can't eat it.

Pond: …

Ping: ...

Ae: you're hot and I'd still eat y-

Bow, slamming her hands on the table: One meal. One peaceful meal is all I ask for.

Click here for PART II

[nyarisu]

Rammstein: Paris liveblogging

This live is so fancy! My god, the intro is so dramatic, and the guys haven’t even appeared XD there are even alarm sounds!

Their entrance is *chef’s fingers kiss* and Ollie being the high fantasy dark elf we all asspire to be XD Say what you will about the spasmic editing, this was very nicely filmed!

I love the array of microphones on Till’s coat.

Asdghjl the flags being set into place and then Ollie with the flame! It’s all so badass! Also Schneider is hot XD

Sonne

Oooh they’re starting with this one! Also one of the few times he’s counting.

The instrumental at the beginning is always giving me shivers, it’s so powerfull

And I love the static editing

I can say whatever I want about this song being over mentioned by everyone... but the true is it’s amazing!

Don’t punch yourself, dumb baby.

THE FIRE!!!

Lol @ Richard being a sea urchin XD

The ending was fantastic<3 very dramatic!

Wollt ihr das Bett in Flammen sehen

Aasdfghjkl THAT SHOT OF SCHNEIDER!!!

The doom guy sounds are killing me I love them and the fireworks collars are amazing. I love this song so much!

Schneider throwing the drummstick in the air ♡

„AAAAAAA AAAAA” silly editing of Till every time AAAA BUT FUNNY NONETHELESS

„RAMMSTEIN!”

I love the gloves!

This song always gets me so pumeped up! And the editing makes it even more dramatic and full o energy!

The fire works at the end!

Keine Lust

Unfortunately, I sometimes vibe with this song T_T

It has such a powerful beginning it must be wonderful to hear it live.

Wanna see me fangirl again about Schneider spinning the stick midair and then catching it again?

Flake loks weird and I wouldn’t trust him.

Richard’s „nein, Ich habe keine Lust”

Dear lord Till has wonderfull eyes.

Wtf was with that tongue, Jonas??

Very nice Schnooter shots!

Oh, Ollie is hoodless now. A bit better, I think.

Paul being badass with his guitar.

Till bby who hurt you like this?

(fortunately for me ich habe some Lust hence me doing this liveblog)

Sehnsucht

Let’s geT NOSTALGIC BITCHES

I love that chanting so much!

Did he just made a cross sign??

Till is doing some hammering and Flake is just vibing XD

The chanting! The fire! The atmpshere!! I love everything about this song live

If he doesn’t hit his forhead.... oh, he actually didn’t...

Asche zu Asche

Nice trio in the front~

I swear to god Richard is always sexy on the mic during this song and he’s probably doing it on purpose! And the way he gestures!!

Lol I was wondering when Till will start acting like a slut XD

The keyboards are amazing before the last chorus.

Yesssh microhpones on fire!1

Feuer frei

Ugh that tongue edit again... leave Till’s tongue alone, Jonas!

Auch, that hurt.

BANG BANG

Flake, chase that nonsense right away XD

Leave his eye alone too!

That Schneider smirk when Till came with the mask. I love the masks!

IMAGINE BEING THERE and seeing this asdfghjkl the ultimate Rammstein experience.

Mutter

Some green lightng oh no that’s Mutter better be prepared to have my heart broken. The saddest song to ever sad you have no idea what it does to me.

Richard playing there, he’s really feeling the song.

The guitar solo is amazing!

Till was suffering there and I was shamelessly admiring Schneider behind him XD

God his eyes

The spark shower, if that doesn’t beak your heart even further... (but very nice arms >w>)

*sighs* that was fantastic~

Mein Teil

Wow I can’t belive he even added sound effects to the title melting away gross :))))

I’m getting goosebumps because of the insrtumental, it’s that awesome!

I love the moves schenider has in the background. And everytime he strikes the air with his fist.

Flake popping out of the couldron kils me everytime XD

Too much blood editing.

„da aAS IS MEIN TEIL!”

Schneider is being once again sexy in the back.

Till has funny dance moves but i love his serious face

And Flake being like no thank you I’m not buying anythingXD

Let’s START THE FLAKE COOKING

„you over there, give me your fire throwing thingy” jaaaaaaaa

There is no concert without Fklake’s spastic dance moves XD

Du riechst so gut

The bow!!

„der Wahnsinn” dear lord Richard you’re killing me.

The first time I saw Paul and Till doing that I almost had a heart attack I really thought they were gonna smash their heads together XD I see them doing it for shits and giggles.

I love the synchronised head baniging (more like bodybanging)

Yes, guitars on fire! Congrats on throwing that now jump after it :)))))

I just want to kiss Till’s mouth.

Links 2 3 4

Schneider stop being sexy!

I love the guys’ entrance for this song.

Till being all business. Onwards, my mighty stallion XD

The last chorus was very nice and full of energy (thanks editing).

Du hast

Ugh to those lightnings but otherwise is fantastic.

Do you think they ever get sick of playing it? I never expected this to be Richard’s fav song to play live....

That RZK ass XD

The fire!

Oh the keyboard must be divine live~

It must be really impressing to have a full hall singing just for you.

And then my favourite part! All that thing wiht shooting fire that comes back and then the whole stage exploding! Definitely my favourite R+ effect. Really nice image

Haifish

This gave me goosebumps again

„Sechs Herzen, die brennen” *choking* thanks for the feels-

Flake is really brave for doing that boat thingy. I could never.

Lol those dance moves, unexpected butf unny as usual.

Till clapping for Flake XDDD silly

I like the pose he aodopted while waiting for the song to move on.

Buck dich intro

This gets it’s own section because I love the instrumental so much!! Or remix, whatever you wanna cal it. It’s fantastic<3

And Richard enjoying every eye on him :D Nice ass anyway.

Weird over editing I don’t understand but whatever, we’re ignoring that.

Woo woo machine XD

Asdhjkl the BRIDGE IS COMING DOWN

THEY ARE COMING SDFGHJKLSCJHNV EJUSCD

Hello Frau Schneider and her puppies #till lehman is a sub

One of my favourite Till looks.

Of course he must be humping something or someone XD

Schneider x Rchard banter is the best. And then bodilly dragging Till onto the stage<3 I HAVE LOTS OF FEELINGS ABOUT THIS WHOLE THING OK??

Look at him being a good puppy RHI WHERE IS YOUR FIC??

Buck dich

Honestly now what is better that a shirtless Till with a colar?

The most syncopated instrumental ever. They are fucking crazy (I love them).

I was reminded of this fic XDD

Wow imagine being there and seeing Buck dich for the first time that is wild

„why are you wet?” „eh, I was too close to the stage” (part 1)

„NOCH EINMAL!!!”

The whole ending with Till and Schneider was hilarious XDDD

Man gegen man

Let’s go with that gay song! XD

Dumb editing but I’m focusing on Flake dancing beside Till.

He has an amazing back<3

I love how he goes crazy during the solo.

Wow Jonas went full with the editing for a few seconds didn’t he?

Also Till did something very sexy with that watter bottle.

Ohne dich

Time to have no feels again

I want that collar too.

Paulchard vibing together’

The hall looks amazin with all those little light on!

Dear lord Schneider looks fantastic.

Paul being cute again XD

Asdfghjkl Till crossing that bridge gave me a nose bleed tbh

Mein Herz brennt

My favorurite instrumental ever! And the one who convinced me to listen to this band.

A little sad they put on shirts again but hey, at least RZK took his off XD

The glowing heart is a loved effect but I preffer the current one to this, the timing is better now.

Amerika

Live is the only way I’m not skipping this song. The last time I listened to it is probably the last time I watched this very live XD

Are they actually whistling?

Why do they all look so good?

Flake, what are you doing? :)))

Ich will

Richard’s arms lookin fine and Till is being a slutt with the microphone again XD

Was that chick shirtles? XDD

Nice firework at the end.

Engel

So... is this whistling real or?

Those wings... in Till’s defence, I thing the floating wings are much more spectacular and much easier for his back too.

Pew!

Why!! Why do you edit those things?? They are gonna give me nightmares!

But whatever the wings on fire are cool.

Really Jonas this is not an anime stop enlarging eyes.

Pussy

Another badass entrance, considering the song XD

„Er könnte etwas größer sein” will always kill me :)))

Oh, your eyes are so pretty~

Poor mic stand.

The dick canon! To be in the first few rows... XDD „why are you wet?” „eh, I was too close to the stage” (part 2)

I love how wide Till’s back is<3

„let’s do it QUICK” peak slutiness from Herr Lindemann :)))))

I love how they all gathered around Schneider.

It impresses me so much everytime they kneel for their audience<3

Looking very nice there, Ollie!

I thought Schneider was gonna do a backflip with how he streched XDDD oh, hello Richard~

Fruhling in Paris

Till has very nice legs.

Not saying anything about him floating off like a damn fairy :)))))

I love evey time one of the others is singling along (this time: Schneider)

And Flake just ran off XD

Conclusions:

Tbh when I’m lacking motivation I really should watch this live it gives so much energy!

The Amerika / Engel whistling question still stands.

2 hours of nothing but Rammstein. I approve

[bananarama-fantana]

Trouble in Paradise

Steve Harrington story  (updated re-post) 

chapter one - chapter two - chapter three - chapter four - chapter five - chapter six - chapter seven

Chapter One - ‘Homecoming’

Word count: 3465

Warnings: smoking, drinking, pretty much just a bunch of teen angst (I didn’t sleep for three days writing this so the only real warning is to always stay hydrated and sleep)

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I wasn’t bitter.

I kept telling myself that. I wasn’t bitter and I certainly wasn’t a bitch, even if Carol wanted to say otherwise. I just had that icky feeling I got.

It all seemed far too reminiscent of the Homecoming dance my junior year, when he’d asked out Holly Peterson and the pair had stood up on stage shamelessly sucking face with cheap plastic crowns on their heads for everyone to see, all the other cheerleaders swooning, the American high-school dream. I remembered the first half of the night, with Carol and the vodka she’d stolen from her mom’s (not so secret) hiding place. We were sitting on the ledge next to the sinks in the girls bathrooms while she did her mascara and her hair, listening to her bitch about Tommy and the cheer-team and practically every other person in our school. I’d had my dress pulled up to my knees, ruining all the creases, drinking as much as I could stomach to try and cover up that same icky feeling.

Carol was a friend out of convenience more than anything, a bitchy older sister who I let drag me around to parties to get drunk with. I had only really seen her have actual emotions a couple times that I could remember, once when Tommy cheated on her the first time and she’d cried all the way through 5th period, and the next after her brother told her he was joining the army. Other than that she was just Carol all the time. She was never really someone I wanted to spend time with but despite being one of the most popular girls in school she really didn’t have that many other friends. Ever since Kathy Gates caught her giving a blowjob to Kathy’s long-time boyfriend Pete, the whole crowd turned on her like an angry mob. On some level I kind of felt sorry for her, she was still a person after all and the whole thing had been him, not her, but at the end of the day Pete and Kathy exchanged their promise rings and Carol spent her time with me instead. Before I knew it, I was dragged into the whole charade right next to her, like the Wicked Witch of the East and the Wicked Witch of the West: the twisted sisters of Hawkins high.

“And like she’s got this smile like she thinks she’s fucking better than me all because she’s vegetarian!” she was saying, adding about the millionth coat of mascara to her eyelid.

“That’s total horseshit, I saw her eating a cheeseburger like last week,” I replied, jumping down from the ledge next to her and straightening out my dress.

The dizzying air full of hairspray and perfume was nauseating in itself. Music was already playing in the sports hall, the drums from Venus by Bananarama echoing along the corridors, reminding me painfully of the whole bullshit scene that awaited me back at the dance. It took a couple seconds to realise just how drunk I was after standing up, almost going over on my ankle, trying to walk in my borrowed pair of sequined high-heels. Carol was cackling as she watched me.

“Way to be a light-weight, Y/n!”

“I’m fine,” I protested, pushing fingers over my scalp to try and give my hair a little more volume. I had looked better in the car but this would have to do.

“You look like shit,” She said, continuing to laugh. I gave her a dark look as she took the vodka from me with a face like the Cheshire Cat. “I don’t know what the fuck your being a bitch about though, Clark obviously wants to screw you,” She said before taking a drink.

Clark was my date that night, a senior and a douche. He wasn’t the type of douche Carol would hang around with though, he was a kind of pretentious douche, he went to college parties, smoked Marlboros, he’d read Bukowski’s ‘love is a dog from hell’ and now he thought he was the shit, I had talked to him once at a pool party in the suburbs and figured just as much. Carol liked him because he had friends who were in college, I only really liked him because he had good weed. To be honest there was really only one reason why he was my date though.

Steve fucking hated him.

Even the memory of that way of thinking still made me feel ill. It had always felt pathetic. Every girl in the whole school was looking at Steve the same way I was and that made me sick to my stomach. There was a big part of me that wanted to scream that he wasn’t even that great. Sure, he had the hair and the looks and the charm, but the guy was a dufus, a total airhead, he was barely making it through high school and he wasn’t even smart enough to care.

I had known him longer than I could remember, guessing that we must have first met in kindergarten some time, growing up in that same small town world right beside each other our whole lives. Somehow always reflecting the other, like parallel lines that only really crossed during games of tag or dress up, or when he used to pretend to be a wizard or a knight, wielding a twig as if it were a sword to fight off all kinds of mythical beasts: a childish fantasy, foreshadowing a nightmare that would come to life just a decade later. In elementary school I would let him use my pencil sharpener and borrow my sacred coloured pens even though we weren’t that close. In middle school I had helped him with his English assignment when he never even bothered to finish reading the book, he called me a genius that day and it made me blush. He tried out for the basketball team and kissed Macy Johnson behind the bleachers the same day I got my first period and choked on my first cigarette, one that I had been given by one of the older girls as right of passage. In Freshman year I stood in the halls and listened to the story of how the newly appointed ‘king Steve’ had lost his virginity to a sophomore, while he ate rice pudding out of a little plastic cup in the cafeteria and read a poem I had written anonymously in the school paper, arguing with Tommy that he thought it was actually ‘pretty good’.

It wasn’t until I had been raked into the whole Carol business that we really started hanging out though, with her and Tommy playing tonsil tennis every minute they were within reach of one another, leaving me and Steve to sit and talk about ‘whatever’ to fill the time.

It was those nights at his house, sitting at the edge of his pool or in his car talking about just life or getting high or drunk or just sitting that made me realise how much I really liked him. Not just some school girl crush like in the 8th grade but actually knowing him and seeing him and thinking he was magic.

I liked to think he was different with me, as sad as that sounded, that I'd gotten to meet the ‘real’ Steve not just the douchebag facade, but that kind of thinking only breaks hearts faster. Carol didn’t know about any of it at that point, at least I hadn’t told her about it, but that night at homecoming was sort of the end of our sisterhood, at least as it was back then.

“Clark would screw a fucking lamppost if it laughed at his jokes,” I replied, giving her a look.

“Yeah but he’s cute though so why not?” Carol said easily.

“I’m not in the mood”.

“You’re never in the goddamn mood! I mean Jesus, I’ve got Tommy, Steve’s got Holly, if you’re planning to ditch Clark you’re just gonna’ look dumb!” That was the thing with Carol, she always had a picture in her head. What she wanted people to see. What she wanted all the other cheerleaders looking over at her to see and be jealous. I was her ‘best friend’ but I was more like an accessory.

The mention of Holly brought bile up in my throat again, making me wince, the icky feeling coming back, “I need another drink”.

Carol had pulled me back to the sports hall not long after that, happy with how she looked now. The sight that awaited was not a happy one, however, someone having clearly succeeded in spiking the punch. The whole room descending into a chaotic mess of filth; sweat, saliva, and showering glitter, with every other couple seemingly attached at the mouth.

It took no time before Carol and Tommy were all over each other already and something about that made me feel even more sick than before. Clark had been waiting around at the door talking to some girl, he was saying something about how he’d not been to a school dance in years, he thought he was too good for them. It took me a while to spot Steve in the crowd, whispering something in Holly’s ear while he handed her a drink and she played with his hair. He looked great. The whole thing was a disaster.

“You guys wanna go outside for a smoke or something?”

“Sure, baby,” Carol had replied to Tommy sweetly, at whatever point during the dance, leading the group outside into the night.

We were a motley crew, hiding behind the bike sheds round the corner of school to smoke. Avoiding the teachers, making us feel like adults for once, high on teen rebellion. Tommy and Carol just continued to feel each other up, holding cigarettes between their fingers now as well. Clark looked pretty put out, I almost wanted to just tell him to go talk to that girl again but Carol had told him to come and now all he was doing was standing around awkwardly trying to look cool while I gritted my teeth and bit down harshly, ignoring him and smoked my cigarette.

Holly was still giggling at all of Steve’s stupid fucking jokes, fluttering her eyelashes in her nauseating powder-pink cardigan. I had heard them all before too many times to count, each time somehow worse than the last.

“Hey, are you okay?” Clark’s voice broke me out of my enraged trance.

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?”

He pointed at his lip, indicating mine. I'd been biting it again, so hard it had started bleeding. I swore to myself, trying to wipe it away.

“I’m fine, it’s just a habit.” He looked sceptical.

“Again?” Steve laughed, coming closer to hand me a tissue with a goofy grin and a cigarette between his teeth. A few nights prior I had bust my lip on the side of Steve’s pool after falling flat on my face. I had been pissed off with him that night but he was used to it, he probably just thought Carol was driving me nuts again. He hadn’t even laughed when I had fallen, just scrambled quickly over to me in a string of swears and curses, asking if I was alright and helping me to my feet.

The rest of the school week had been spent with him nagging me every two seconds that I needed to “quit biting at it, Y/n. It’s never gonna heal if you keep biting it like that” all while Holly stood next to him, fawning over him, hand on the back of his head running fingers through his hair.

“I’m fine, I’m fine, it’s nothing,” I reassured, dabbing at the blood. I couldn't even feel the pain through the buzz, the blood was the only problem.

Holly gasped, hands coming up to her face, “oh no! She’s got blood on her dress!”

“Shit!” The dress wasn’t mine, it was a rental, and they were never going to accept it back looking like that.

“Hey, it’s fine you can get that shit out with like baking soda, right?” Clark said.

Steve scoffed. “What are you, man, a serial killer?”

Steve had never liked Clark so when he had rocked up to the dance with me hanging on his arm Steve hadn’t been impressed, whispering to me under his breath that I “could do better than that douchebag” not because he liked me or anything but just because I was his friend. He had said before that I was the only friend he had who he could have a real conversation with. We were just kind of like that. I didn’t like Holly either and I had told him just as much, he had just put it down to me having a thing against cheerleaders, I always said I thought they were all too uptight.

“What the fuck is your problem, asshole?” Clark bit back, Steve loving finally getting a raise out of him, he’d finally hit the gold he’d been digging for all night.

“Look, just drop it, Clark,” I cut in before Steve could say anything more and cause a scene.

“No, I’m not gonna just drop it, Y/n. I came out here with you for a good time and all I get is this moron riding my ass the whole night!” He said, gesturing to Steve.

“Leave then, man, go talk to Sadie fucking Lawson, that’s what you really wanna do,” steve sang back.

It was then that Carol broke her silence.

“Holy fucking shit!” her eyes were wide as she wiped her mouth, stepping forwards and looking right back at me, “I just figured it out!”

She looked at Steve and then back again. I let in a sharp breath.

“What the fuck are you talking about Carol?” Steve said exasperatedly. She was just laughing now. I closed my eyes, I knew what was coming.

“You don’t wanna fuck Clark, because you wanna fuck Steve!”

“What?” Tommy cut in, holding her arm and turning to look between us, he started to laugh too, “Oh my god. You’re right!”

I sighed, they were drunk, they were just drunk.

“Look, shut up, man. That’s obviously not true!” Steve was saying awkwardly, looking over at me cautiously, “Right, Y/n?”

When I didn’t immediately reply Carol and Tommy burst into more laughter, making my guts churn. It was like someone was suffocating me from the inside and stabbing me all at once, and all I could do was stand there and look into Steve’s painfully oblivious eyes.

“‘Course not, they’re just drunk,” I finally breathed out, running a hand through my hair and avoiding his eyes again.

“Bull-shit!” Carol yelled.

“Shut the fuck up, Carol,” I had snapped, feeling tears stinging at my eyes, the vodka pushing my emotions right to the surface, with a vengeance. She stopped laughing after that.

“What did you say to me?”

“I said, shut up.” It was a simple answer, that was silently begging her to just ‘stop’. But she didn't, taking a step towards me.

“Hey woah- woah, calm down, okay?” Steve brought his hands up between the two of us. Carol and I had fought before and it was never pretty. People at the dance had started to wonder over now too, after hearing all the ruckus. A crowd of spectators forming around the spot, drawing more attention.

It felt like the whole of Hawkins high was watching my life fall apart.

Over a year later I had still never quite managed to live it down, the whole school somehow burying my friendship with Carol in a night. We hadn't spoken again after the fight, which had somehow escalated so far that she had tried to rip out a chunk of my hair. I had stopped hanging out with her altogether the next day.

At one point she had called me late at night saying she missed me, but I knew that if I brought it up in person she would pretend it had never happened. But over the course of our high school lives we still went to the same parties and now, in senior year, the whole thing felt just like dé jà vu.

“You still like him, don’t you?” She was yelling over the music, drunk out of her mind.

Steve was dancing with Nancy Wheeler this time, dressed as Joel and Lana from Risky Business. The perfect couple to all appearances. The perfect couple, perfectly happy.

“You’re such a bitch, Y/n,” she slurred when I ignored her, repeating herself for about the fifth time that night. “Has anyone seen Tommy?”

“God! Carol, he’s an ass!” One of her new friends, Nicole, was groaning beside me. I guessed they had broken up again but I didn’t really care.

“Yeah, but I miss him,” she pouted, steadying herself on the sink and sliding herself across the tiled floor of Tina’s kitchen.

"I miss Steve,” I thought aloud, taking another sip of that weird drink and wincing. I really was that drunk, huh?

“Steve’s an ass!” The friend stated confidently.

I thought back to the Byers house last year, the demogorgon ripping through the wall and Steve hurling himself at it with no hesitation.

“He’s not so bad.” I shrugged.

Carol laughed. “He’s totally an ass!”

I liked to think I had changed a lot in a year, but Carol hadn’t. It was almost comforting. At least some things hadn’t changed. Despite Hawkins lab and inter-dimensional beings trying to eat everyone's face off, Carol was still the same-old Carol.

“Don’t you have a boyfriend anyway? Weren’t you dating some college guy, uhh... Pete something?” Nicole asked, leaning closer. She certainly seemed to know a lot more about me than I knew about her.

“He’s not my boyfriend,” I answered with a grimace. In truth Pete was barely even a friend, sure I had slept with him but that had mostly just been because I had been drunk and he had been there, even if he was total dogshit in the sack. He sort of reminded me of Jonathan Byers when I first met him, he had a similar demeanour, granted a bit more put together, but mostly just watched a lot of Japanese horror movies. He didn’t keep to himself as much as Byers did though.

I had been surprised when Jonathan showed up at the Halloween party, when he told me Nance had invited him I was even more surprised. I hadn’t spoken to either of them at all since last year, I had seen him at the record store on Main Street a couple times, or in the halls at school and smiled, but that was it. The year before had left us all pretty broken, all starting when Jonathan’s brother had gone missing. A couple weeks later I cut my hand, heard a noise and thought nothing of it only to be woken up by something coming through the wall above my bed. I hit it with my bedside lamp at first, screaming at the top of my lungs, but it had done nothing, not even a scratch, so I ran out, still screaming like hell. The neighbours hadn’t heard me, they were in florida.

There was a quilted blanket my nana had given us lying out in the living room that night and when I hit the bottom of the stairs I had somehow kicked it into the fireplace on accident, the whole room going up in seconds. Whatever that thing had been, it had crawled back to where it came from, cowering away from the flames.

When the police and the firefighters showed up they thought I was insane, told me I must have been hallucinating from all of the smoke. Nobody believed me, not one, not until I spoke to Jonathan.

A year later here we all were, all four of us who had been there, signed the NDA's and everything, bound to secrecy. All in the same room but never further apart. Jonathan met my eyes across the room, he had been watching Steve and Nancy with just as much jealousy and disdain as I had, cradling a red solo-cup and a growing ball of hatred in my gut.

I hated to admit any of it, hated myself for still liking Steve, hated him for becoming less of an asshole, but most of all I hated that this time it was different.

This time he was in love.

[maarmendes]

Chapter 3: Alliance [I]

Warnings: Swearing, fighting, mental illness... (the main characters are pretty rough around the edges)

Genre: OC insertion; angst; fluff.

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x OC [Anahita Shuzenji]

Word Count: 2949

Tags: @bnhabookclub​

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"Ana! Breakfast's ready!"

My grandma yelled out but I refused to get out from under the covers. After a good night's sleep, my fight with Bakugo seemed dumber than ever. It was none of my business, but once again I overstepped and did something stupid. I curled myself up into a ball and sighed, regretting how embarrassing this whole mess became. That's what I get for trying to fight fire with fire.

"Anahita Shuzenji! I've called you once already!" The old woman barged into my room. "Why are you still in bed? You haven't been staying up late again have you?!" I felt her poke me with her walking stick.

"I'm never going to school ever again." I pulled the covers tighter over me. "Just let me die here and then bury me in some unmarked grave in the woods or something." That won me a cane beating. She wouldn't hurt me but she did annoy me into getting up.

"Stop that, old hag! I was joking! I still won't go to school though."

"Fine." She sat next to me. "I know what this is about. Shota told me what happened with that boy and said he talked some sense into you. Do you want to talk about it with me? Maybe I can help."

Granny patted my head lovingly and my pride broke down. Since my mom's death, we promised to trust each other with everything. After all, we were all the family we had left. And so, I told her about the fight, about Bakugo and Midoriya, about what I said before and during my apology. She scolded me for wasting candy but still found it funny, no matter how embarrassed I was. She held my hand while she listened to me and I told her how much I regretted it. I knew it wasn't my place to scold him, I wasn't the perfect example of a stable person either, and it was none of my business anyway.

"You're right, you shouldn't have involved yourself." I frowned, looking down in shame. "But you did well in defending that child. It's the third day of school and he has spent more time with me than in class! His master already got an earful from me." I cocked a brow at the mention of a master but she shrugged me off and sighed. "You should try to apologize properly today and apologize for butting in where you're obviously not welcomed. Now, get up and get ready! The food's getting cold." With a pat on my cheek, she hopped down the bed.

"Oh, I almost forgot! Shota and I will be out for the day. Something about representing the U.A., probably something boring. He said you had someone who can walk you home, will you be alright?"

"It's okay, Nana. I'll be fine, promise!" I sent her off with a smile as she left me to get ready.

I was more than fine. With Aizawa and Granny out for the day, I could resume my plans. It was the perfect opening! Going to school was no longer an issue for me, the good news had revived my motivation and blew Bakugo out of my mind. He was an issue I could deal with later. I could apologize at any time, but I couldn't get rid of Aizawa that easily. I refuse to waste this opportunity.

Getting to class, there were only a few students around. I spotted Blasty at his seat, his red-haired friend telling him and some other blond guy something he was excited about. I tried to ignore him as much as possible. I knew I had to apologize sooner or later, but I had other things in mind right now. Sitting at my desk I pulled out my phone. The night of the accident, I was following a lead about a bar downtown looking for part-timers. Rumor has it that's a villain hanging spot where all kinds of shady deals go down... And it's the perfect spot to gather information. Thankfully, the ad for a part-time job at the bar was still up and I was about to answer it when someone calls out to me.

"Good morning, Shuzenji!"

"'Morning, Midoriya. You can call me Ana, you know?"

"O-oh, sorry. You can call me Deku then!" His awkward smile made me chuckle.

"How are you doing? Nana is out of campus for today but I can help you if you need anything."

"Oh, no need! I'm fine, really, you already helped enough. I actually wanted to thank you..." The boy rubbed the back of his neck and I couldn't help but feel guilty.

"It's okay, really! Actually, I... I want to apologize." I looked away from him. He babbled frantically trying to reassure me I did nothing wrong but I didn't pay attention. "Listen, I yelled at Bakugo for hurting you... And I feel like I was out of line and shouldn't have butted in between you two... Well, I'm partially sorry. I'm not sorry I told him not to be a dick and to stop hurting people." That remark earned me a chuckle from the cute boy.

"Kacchan and I... It's complicated. But you were trying to protect me, right? I don't think you should apologize for that." I gave him a worried smile at the adorable nickname he gave that dickhead. "Ah! My mom baked cookies yesterday, I brought some for you and Recovery Girl. I'm sorry for the trouble I've been causing..." He offered with a shy smile.

"Oh, Deku... You're no trouble at all!" I tried my best to hold back but I couldn't help myself and ended up pulling the boy into a tight hug, to which he winced in pain. After a couple of apologies and a few laughs, we agreed we should stop being so apologetic.

"Damn, Ana!" Mina wrapped her arm around my neck. "You threw yourself right in! Didn't think you liked them quiet."

"What? No! It's not like that!" I stumbled, trying to find the right words. "I'm so sorry, Deku! I'm just so used to getting close to people..." There was no way for me to hide my embarrassment or Mina's laughter.

"Ignore her. She's just trying to tease you too!" Jirou chimed in, pinching Mina's cheek.

We settled into a nice conversation until the bell rang for the beginning of the first period. Besides the occasional conversation with Deku or some of the girls, I kept my distance throughout the day. I was still sore from 'the Blasty Issue', and I'd rather be left alone than screw up again. No offense to my classmates who were always welcoming and inclusive, but I couldn't take any more distractions. The week I spent without training had already left me behind and I couldn't afford any more mistakes, not when I had such a good chance.

I tried finding a secluded place to eat during lunch so I could do some research and check out what I was getting myself into. I tried the library but the lady had already kicked me out for eating there before. I'd tried the roof but, as expected, it was filled with students I'd rather have nothing to do with. Besides, Bakugo would follow me everywhere I go. Even if I lost him in the hall, when I looked back he was there. He kept following me but never approached me. It was starting to get on my nerves, so I thought out a plan. I took a sharp turn at the end of the hall and ran quickly to hide in the girl's bathroom. No matter how sad it felt to eat a sandwich in the bathroom, he would never follow me here. Hopefully, no one would find me here, it'd be really embarrassing to be caught eating lunch in the bathroom. All hope was lost when I heard someone opening the door. Hiding in a stall wasn't ideal, but there was no way I'd let Bakugo find me that easily.

"I know! It's so unfair." I heard a girl whine. "We've been trying our best to get into the hero department, studying and taking tests, and some stupid bitch gets randomly transferred? Pathetic." She scoffed.

"I heard she's some pro hero's relative. I guess even U.A. can be bought into letting low-lives with no talent in, huh?" Another girl added.

"Yeah, she's that nurse's granddaughter. How can a stupid healer even be a hero? What can she do? Heal villains to death? I bet that's why her grandma ended up working here." A third girl mocked and they all let out the most annoying laughs I'd ever heard.

I wasn't known for keeping my cool and that would show well at this moment. It's not them insulting me that pissed me off. Sure, my pride was hurt but I did get transferred under 'special circumstances' so they weren't wrong. But, insulting my grandma?

Kicking the door open I step out to confront the now quiet girls.

"What? What's your problem?!" All three glared at me but I stood my ground.

"Wanna talk shit? Say it to my face." I took another bite of my sandwich as I waited for their retort, to which they laughed.

"You're the transfer student?" The pink-haired girl mocked between laughs. "They really do let anyone into 1-A, huh? How do you get into the class if you can't reach the doorknob?"

"That's all you got? Weak shit." Keeping a straight face I savored another bite. They finally got their game faces on.

"What did you say?" The middle one got closer and I assumed she'd be the supreme dumb ass of the group. "You think just because you cheated your way up you suddenly become some hot shit?!"

Suddenly something cold rains down my body. The blue bitch had her hands out, a smirk on her stupid face as the idiots laughed at my drenched look. I did say insults don't get me, but controlling toilet water and dumping it on me? Oh, that rubbed me just the right way.

The bullies kept laughing as I jumped up and hit my knee on the girl's nose, hearing a clear crack. They went quiet, watching her friend fall on her back. I threw my soggy sandwich on her face.

"You caught me in a bad mood, Sewer Hands."

Before any of them could retort, my fist hit another girl's face throwing her against the wall. Her friend tried to grab onto me, but she couldn't hold me down and ended up being thrown over my shoulder and out the bathroom. Turning back to the reason I wasn't eating my lunch anymore I see her trying to get out, holding onto her friend.

"What? Play time's over, huh?!" I catch up to them in the thankfully empty hall. Grabbing the girl - whose nose was still bleeding - by the shirt, I push her back on the floor as I stood over her.

"You're out of luck, Toilet Water. I was in need of some stretching." I got on top of her grabbing her by the tie and glared right into her eyes. "You really, really pissed me off."

I threw my arm back, ready to show them exactly what got me into 1-A, when someone gets a strong grasp on my wrist and pulls me off the whimpering girl by the waist. My instinct to fight kicked in and I dug my heels on the ground and used my free arm to elbow them in the ribs, earning my freedom. Grabbing onto their arm, I use my momentum to throw my attacker onto the floor, stepping on their chest to keep them down.

"God- FUCK! What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" A familiar rough voice yelled up at me.

"Bakugo! I'm sorry, I didn't know! I- I didn't-" Getting off him, I offer a hand to help him up.

"Fucking hell, Shortie! How did you do that?!" He rubbed his head and I assumed he hit it pretty hard when I threw him down. "I gotta admit, you got some spunk, pipsqueak."

"I'm going to assume you're fine then."

Waving all the worry away, I turned to see the group of girls stumbling down the hall, helping each other run away. Scoffing I swatted a few wet bangs off my face. All of a sudden, something warm is draped over my shoulders and I look over to see Bakugo placing his jacket around me.

"You're wet. Did they do this to you?" He glared down the hall, but the bullies were long gone. I shoved him away and threw his jacket back to him.

"It's none of your business. I can handle myself."

"It is my business! I'm supposed to keep an eye on you remember?!" He threw his jacket back at me.

"Yeah, I know! I know I'm like some stupid assignment you gotta deal with but don't worry. I don't plan on telling Aizawa about this." I shoved his jacket right back.

"What the fuck are you talking about?! I'm trying to help you!" He shoved it back.

"Why?! It's not like you fucking care!" I snapped at him, throwing his jacket in his face.

"BECAUSE, I'M SORRY OK?!" He threw it back in my face and I froze, peeking at him from under the jacket. "I fucked up and pissed you off and I'm sorry okay?! Just let me help, you dumb idiot!"

He grunted in frustration and I watched him shift in place, obviously uncomfortable. It was clear how hard it was for him to talk about these things... But he tried, and I couldn't blame him for trying his best to make things right. Sighing I gave in and slid into his jacket.

"Your jacket smells like caramel. I like it." He rolled his eyes and scoffed at me, ready to retort but I stopped him. "I'm sorry too. We were both rude, but I was worse..." I looked down at my feet. "I butted in on something that had nothing to do with me, and I even said really mean stuff... I'm really sorry... But even if I don't know what's up between you two, it's not okay to hurt someone like that. Friend or foe. Don't hurt people like that, please."

I looked back up to him in time to see his expression soften and his fist unclench. With a sigh, he nodded.

"I'll try my best." He rubbed the back of his neck.

"Guess I will too since I've just beaten up a bunch of bitches in the bathroom. And lost my sandwich." I frowned.

"We'll get you something to eat, but first you should change. You smell." I punched his shoulder.

"I don't know what you're talking about, all I can smell is caramel!"

"Will you shut up?! Do you know how uncool it sounds when you keep announcing what I smell like?! It's fucking weird!" Bakugo complained as we made our way down the hall.

"But I like it! It's comforting." I nuzzled deeper into his jacket and pouted up at his flustered face. That was a first for him and I tried my best to burn it in my memory as it seemed it wouldn't be a common occurrence.

Bakugo guided me to the girl's locker room, where I quickly cleaned off and changed into my gym uniform. I hated walking around with my hair down. I liked how long it was no matter how annoying it was to keep it in place, so I usually tie it up. But since it was still damp from the shower, I had no choice. Walking out, Bakugo was still waiting for me.

"Worried I might get bullied again?" I smirked throwing him his jacket.

"More like worried you might bully someone again." He scoffed. "You're a feisty one though, aren't you? First, you cuss me out. Then, you get yourself in a three on one fight. Are you trying to beat me at my own game, pipsqueak?" He looked somewhat proud as he ruffled my hair.

"Hands off, jackass!" I swat his hand away. "This mess is hard enough to keep without your help."

"Messiness suits you though." Bakugo flashed a rare smile, turning me into a flustered mess.

"Whatever, Sweat Stain. I'm starving!" I shoved him, walking faster.

I shrugged the feeling of wanting to see him smile more away and started making my way back to class. I finally apologized to him but it didn't mean I had plans to get close to him. Our relationship was already upsetting enough, especially considering I had to find a way to fool him into letting me walk home alone today. As per Aizawa's instructions, he had to leave me with some kind of supervision, such as Aizawa or Nana. Thankfully, once the last bell rang Kirishima and Kaminari were on Bakugo, trying to convince him to go somewhere with them, which I took as the perfect chance to get him off my case.

"Bakugo, I'm headed to Aizawa's office now! You should hang out with your friends!" I called out over my shoulder, smiling and waving as I made my way out of the room. I heard him scream out to me but ignored him.

I made my way out the school as naturally as possible, with a book open in front of my face to avoid getting caught on camera. Not tying my hair up actually worked to my advantage in not being recognized. Once far enough to not be caught by U.A's security system, I declared my plan in motion.  

It's go time.

[NEXT CHAPTER]

[thehelleniclunarwitch]

The Murder Academy 02

Here’s the first part of the series:  DFTR 01  DFTR 02  DFTR 03  DFTR 04  DFTR 05  DFTR 06  DFTR 07  DFTR 08

The Murder Academy 01

Warning: Homophobic slurs. Physical assault. Gun violence. Mention of blood. Please be advised when reading. 

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*Seven Years Ago*

Klaus jumped off the bench and did a spin in the air. He landed in front of his boyfriend. Dave laughed, reached out to grab Klaus by his jacket and pull him in close. Klaus giggled as he leaned in to kiss Dave.

“You taste like whiskey,” Dave mumbled against his mouth.

“And you taste like happiness,” Klaus smiled.

The pair were too busy swept up in one another that they didn’t notice the three men walking towards them. Klaus finally spun away from Dave. They held hands as they continued to walk back down to the Academy where they would finish out their date night with a hot make-out session with some dumb moving playing in the background.

“Well look what we have here a bunch of fucking queers,” A man snarled.

Dave and Klaus slowed. They looked away from each other to the three men that stood in front of them.

“Listen, we don’t want any problems,” Dave started.

“Shut the fuck up,” The second man ordered.

“Hey, we haven’t done anything wrong,” Klaus said.

“The two of you gay boys were hanging all over each other. We don’t wanna watch the two of you suck face,” The third man snapped.

“Your right. We’ll go on home and out of your way,” Dave said slowly inching his way in front of Klaus.

The three men laughed.

“You think that’s going to make everything better?” The first one asked.

“Come on Drew let’s just beat the shit out of them and move on,” The second said.

“Now wait a minute Ryan, maybe they have something that we want,” Drew said.

Ryan raised his eyebrows.

“Kyle, what do you think?” Drew asked.

“Let’s see what these fags have,” Kyle said.

Before Dave and Klaus had the chance to react the three men descended upon them and attacked the couple. Dave and Klaus fought back as hard and as much as they could. The three men kicked, punched, spat, and did as much damage as they could.

Klaus lay there bleeding. One of his eyes was already starting to swell shut. It was growing harder to breathe. He was sure that he had a collapsed lung. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Dave struggling to get to his feet. Klaus tried calling out to his lover, but his words caught in the back of his throat.

“Oh look, the little fruit boy has balls,” Drew mocked.

Klaus forced himself to push through the pain and slowly get up to his knees.

“What do you think you’re gonna do?” Ryan asked.

Dave slowly raised his fists high. The other men began laughing.

“Cute. Real cute,” Kyle laughed.

“Give me your money then get back down you little piece of shit,” Drew demanded.

“No,” Dave said.

Klaus had to pause as a wave of blackness washed over him.

“What the fuck did you say to me?” Drew asked.

“No,” Dave repeated again.

“You’re an idiot,” Ryan said.

Drew looked at his buddies, to Klaus on the ground struggling to get up, and then back to Dave who was standing defiantly in front of him.

“You know what?” Drew said drawing everyone’s attention back to him. “Fuck this,”

Klaus screamed as the movement happened so quickly. Drew pulled out a gun and shot off two rounds. Klaus watched in horror as the bullets sunk into Dave’s chest. Klaus forgot all about the pain he was suffering and rushed to Dave’s side. He caught Dave before he could fall. Kyle and Ryan started swearing and pulling Drew away.

Klaus cradled Dave against his body.

“It’s going to be okay. I’m going to get help,” Klaus said.

“Stay,” Dave whispered.

“I have to get you help,” Klaus told him.

Dave shook his head. “Stay with me,” he pleaded.

“I can’t lose you,” Klaus began to cry.

Thunder cracked above them, opening the skies and rain fell around them. Dave lifted his hand up to Klaus’ face. His blood soaked fingers left a trail of blood on Klaus’ cheek.

“I love you,” Dave whispered.

“Just hang in there with me, Dave. Please Dave,” Klaus pleaded.

Dave gave Klaus a soft smile before his eyes drifted close. Klaus froze as he listened to his lover take his last breath. Tipping his head back, Klaus let out a loud piercing scream. He dropped his forehead down to Dave’s. He sat there for what felt like eternity crying over Dave’s lifeless body.

When Klaus heard sirens in the background he slowly placed Dave flat on the wet sidewalk. Pushing through the pain once again, Klaus grabbed the discarded gun on the ground and shoved it into the back of his jeans.

Klaus followed the trail of hooting and hollering. The three dumbasses lead Klaus right to the club where they had gone after attacking Klaus and Dave. Klaus knew this place. Had frequently visited this same place with Dave. He snuck in through the back to remain disguised.

Across the club, he could see the three men sitting huddled together. His body began to shake with anger as he slowly started to walk across the club. Friends of his tried stopping him to ask where Dave was. When they noticed that he was bleeding and hurt they tried tending to him, but he pushed past all of them.

Klaus stormed over to the three men who had just taken his whole world from him. With a shaking arm, Klaus pointed the gun at the three men. People began screaming and running. The three men broke apart and saw Klaus standing before them.

“Wait,” Ryan began.

Klaus gave them no time to beg for their lives. Instead, he fired three shots. One bullet to each of their heads. He watched as their heads snapped back and then they all fell over. Dead.

Quickly, he dropped his hand and then disappeared into the crowd and back out the way he came in. Klaus knew better than to throw away the murder weapon. He kept a deathlike grip on it as he ran and ran. Klaus continued to run until his legs gave out.

He crawled under one of the park benches. He curled up into a tight ball and let all of the emotions overtake him.

It was several hours later when Diego and Five finally found him. It took both of them to drag him out. Five had found the gun and shoved it into his coat pocket. Together, Diego and Five carried their brother to Diego’s car.

“How did you find me?” Klaus asked weakly.

“We’ve been looking for you ever since Dave’s body was discovered,” Diego explained.

“They killed him,” Klaus croaked.

Diego glanced at Five.

“I know,”

“He’s gone,” Klaus’ lip quivered.

“We know buddy,” Five said gently.

They got Klaus into the back of the car. Diego raced them back to the Academy. Klaus insisted on walking in by himself. Their butler, Pogo met them at the door.

“Take him down to the infirmary,” Pogo ordered.

“I’m not going anywhere. Leave me alone,” Klaus snapped.

“Klaus, you’re hurt,” Ben pointed out.

“I fucking know,” Klaus hissed.

“Let us help,” Allison urged.

“I want all of you to get the fuck away from me!” Klaus shouted.

He stumbled over to the stairs. He got up a few steps before falling to his knees. He let out a loud sob. Ben and Diego rushed to their brother’s side. Klaus tried pushing them away, but they continued on helping Klaus up to his room.

After they had gotten Klaus to settle down, Ben left the room to go and get medical supplies. Diego was trying his best to clean up the wounds with Kleenex.

“What happened, Klaus?” Diego asked.

“I don’t want to talk about it,” Klaus muttered.

“I can’t help,” Diego began.

“Yeah, well I don’t need your murdering ways. I handled it on my own,” Klaus hissed.

Diego fell silent. He could tell his brother was hurting and it killed him that there was nothing he could do for him. But he stayed with Klaus until he cried himself to sleep and then swore to kill anyone whoever brought harm or pain to his siblings ever again.

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*Present Time*

“No, no, put your thumb on the outside of your fist,” Klaus said walking over to Y/n and situating her fist.

“Like this?” Y/n asked as she showed him her new form.

“Perfect!” Klaus grinned.

“Okay, so what’s next?” Y/n asked.

“If you’re going to punch with your right-hand lead with your left foot. And vice versa,” Klaus explained.

Ben held the punching bag.

“Now give me two really good punches. Make sure you put your weight into it, but not all of it because you don’t want the momentum to knock you over,” Klaus said.

Y/n nodded. She concentrated on the bag, took in a deep breath, and let it out slowly as she went full force towards the bean bag. Ben and Klaus were both impressed with her first few punches.

“Good! Very good!” Ben beamed.

Y/n smiled as Klaus and Ben started to show her other things. The three of them stayed busy for quite some time. After a while, Ben left for a meeting leaving Klaus and Y/n alone. Y/n fell back against the mat and let out a long sigh. Klaus plopped down next to her and handed her a water bottle.

“You are a fast learner,” Klaus said.

“I had some great teachers,” Y/n beamed.

Klaus just gave her a soft smile in return.

“Klaus?” Y/n said.

“What is it, little bird?” Klaus asked.

“What made you become a serial killer? I mean what was that final push? The last straw?” Y/n asked.

She noted the way he froze and paled.

“That is a long story for another time,” Klaus finally broke the silence.

“Okay, I understand,” Y/n told him.

Klaus leaned over and pressed a kiss to her cheek.

“You are too sweet,” Klaus whispered.

Y/n watched Klaus pop up to his feet. He ruffled her messy hair and walked out of the training room. Diego walked in. Y/n beamed up at him.

“What have you been up to?” Diego asked.

“Ben and Klaus were showing me some moves,” Y/n answered.

Diego bent over to kiss her.

“But I think I upset your brother,” Y/n told him.

“Which one?” Diego asked.

“Klaus. I asked him why he started killing people,” Y/n tattled on herself.

“Ah, yeah, all of these years later it’s still a touchy subject,” Diego sighed.

“Did I do something wrong?” Y/n asked.

“No, it’s just a really bad subject,” Diego said.

“Oh okay,” Y/n sighed.

“Don’t worry, Klaus will tell you in his own time,” Diego said.

Y/n only nodded. Diego pulled Y/n up to her feet and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. He pressed a kiss to her temple.

“How about we get out of here and go get something to eat?” Diego asked.

“Yes,” Y/n grinned.

Diego and Y/n left the training room. They walked downstairs to the main level. Diego was telling her one of his wild stories as they headed for the front door.

“Hey, where are you two off to?” Five asked as he came out of the kitchen.

“To dinner,” Diego said.

Y/n noticed the way his eyes lit up.

“Do you want to join us?” Y/n asked.

Diego shot her a look, she glared at him and then pinched his side to keep him on his best behavior.

“You wouldn’t mind?” Five asked.

“If I minded I wouldn’t have asked,” Y/n said.

Five laughed and came to join the others. The three of them walked out of the Academy. Five and Diego both froze as they noticed two police cars slowly driving down the road. Diego was quick to turn towards his brother and pull him into a fake conversation. Y/n yawned and pretended to look at something in the sky.

Once the cars had passed by Diego brought his brother and girlfriend to his car quickly. The three of them climbed in and both boys let out a sigh of relief.

“I didn’t think the cops came on this side of the town,” Five snapped.

Y/n looked at them with worried eyes. “Do you think they are looking for me?”

“Nobody knows you’re here,” Diego said.

“If my brother put out a missing person report,” Y/n started.

“And they know nothing about me,” Diego growled.

“Unless Patch threw your ass under the bus,” Five said.

Five had never been a fan of Patch.

“She wouldn’t,” Diego hissed.

“Are you sure about that brother?” Five asked.

“Why would Patch turn on me?” Diego asked.

“She told the other Detective your true identity. How do we not know she shared other information?” Five asked him.

“Can you please get off my dick about Patch?” Diego shouted.

Y/n sat there in the backseat watching Five and Diego go at it.

“Boys,” Y/n said softly.

“I am only trying to look out for you, Y/n, and our family!” Five exclaimed.

“Five. Diego.” Y/n said in annoyance.

As Y/n tried to get the boys attention, they weren’t paying attention to what was happening in front of them. Y/n just happened to look up in time to see a black car zooming towards them.

“Diego!” Y/n screamed.

Diego and Five both looked up just as the car came barreling at them. Y/n gasped and braced herself as the impact tossed everyone around. The sound of crunching metal echoed. Somebody was screaming. Y/n smelt gas and could hear the ringing in her ears. As she lay crumpled in the back seat Y/n blinked a few times and as she lay there in agony she swore she saw a familiar face before blacking out.  

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