Okay so like it's probably just me but like...
(↑↑Ethan Hawke as Albert Shaw/The Grabber in 2022 The Black Phone↑↑)
(↑↑Ray Liotta as Syd White in 2023 Cocaine Bear↑↑)
Tell me it's not just me!
Objectively their both terrible men, one more so than the other (Obviously), but COME on!!!!!
They look so so damn fine, and yeah I hate myself for it, but that's not gonna stop me okay.
I've already got fantasies playing out in my head involving these two. (Because I'm a sucker for off the wall crossovers) And I'm probably gonna be subjecting y'all to it sooner or later.
If not imagines or fics together than definitely separate. Do I have daddy issues? Yeah apparently I do. FIGHT ME OKAY!?!?!
(Also I've got such a weakness for the 80s, like genuine 80s stuff not that neon bullshit okay. And men from the 80s tend to be so so fine to me, even with the haircuts and clothes that are kinda terrible. There's just something about it that draws me in like a moth to a flame. These two ain't no different dammit!)
Okay I got that out of my system... Look out for new content you didn't ask for soon! 😅
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The Drug Lord and the Journalist
Summary:
What happens when a black bear finds a bunch of cocaine in the forest? Syd White has to find what Andrew Thornton lost in the Chattahoochee National Forest in GA (Blood Mountain) with the help of his fiance, Bexley ‘Bex’ Hart, his son, Eddie, and one of his best men, Daveed. They are all about to find out!
Chapter 1
A/N: This story doesn’t follow the movie and not all the action is present to a tee but there are spoilers if you haven’t seen ‘Cocaine Bear’ yet. This is just something I’ve been dying to write since I saw the movie (I’ve been three times!)
Bex is a journalist whose initial role was to keep the press away from Syd’s business but things blossomed. This short story has little time to get into all the details.
Bexley ‘Bex’ Hart was sitting next to her fiance, Syd White, at their bar in St. Louis, MO when Daveed walked in for his assignment.
“Can I order something before we get started?” Daveed asked as he took a seat across from the couple.
Bex glanced at Syd, “Is this a conversation I should be present for?”
Syd placed his hand on her thigh to hold her in place, “You’re good. This’ll only take a second, babe,” before he turned his attention to Daveed, “Did you hear about Thornton?” he questioned while giving Bex’s leg a squeeze.
Daveed nodded, “Yeah, I saw the news. That’s one tough way to go?”
“He only had thirty kilos on him,” Syd replied causing Bex’s jaw to drop. She tried very hard to steer clear of his business dealings so that she’d never be able to be a liability to him.
Daveed’s eyes widened at the information too, “Any clue what happened to the rest?”
“Chattahoochee,” Syd responded, keeping his voice low, “There’s an area called Blood Mountain. Our guys know to drop off the goods there so we can pick them up later. I want you to grab Eddie and go find the rest,” he instructed, causing Daveed to raise his brow.
“Joannie just died,” Daveed protested, earning a nod from Bex, “Eddie’s in mourning. I don’t think we should pull him into this mess,” he explained, honestly.
Bex spoke up, “I agree with him, baby,” she stated as she wrapped her arms around his waist, laying her head on his shoulder.
Syd shook his head, pulling off his aviators, “Joannie is the reason he quit. She’s gone so there’s no reason for him to stay away from the business anymore. The sooner he moves on the better. Go get him,” he added, his tone more intimidating now.
Bex was about to protest again but Daveed gestured for her to stay quiet.
“I’ll go grab him and give you updates from the road,” Daveed agreed as he stood to leave the bar, leaving Syd and Bex alone once again.
“Are you sure that was the best plan?” Bex asked once some time passed after Daveed made his exit, “Your son already hates you. I doubt this is going to help things. And, before you say it, I know this isn’t any of my business but I love you and I hate to see you driving people away when there’s no reason for it,” she added, finishing sharing her peace on the subject, slightly worried about how Syd would react.
To her surprise, he didn’t react negatively to what she said. Instead, he pulled her onto his lap allowing her to straddle him, “You’re probably right,” he agreed with a sigh as he placed his head into her chest, “Sometimes, I just get lost in the business. If we can’t recover that coke, there will be hell to pay. Hell that Eddie will be the target of, and so will you. That’s not what I want,” he explained, giving her a small glimpse into his mindset, a rarity for him.
Bex leaned into him until her lips were almost on top of his ear, “I appreciate the way you protect me, baby. And, I’m sure Eddie does too. He’s just going through a lot right now. Is there anything I can do to take some of the stress away?” she offered before she pulled his earlobe between her teeth, enjoying the way his breath caught.
Syd pulled away from her, slightly, before he took her lips with his own. He ran his tongue along her mouth, demanding entrance when she pulled away, breathless.
“Should we do this right here?” she questioned, only halfway caring as she felt how hard he was beneath her, only adding to how turned-on she was.
He didn’t answer at first but, instead, started undoing the buttons on her jeans. “I’m the boss. I can do whatever the fuck I want,” he stated, his accent heavy causing her to gasp.
Bex nodded as she moved her hand to his belt and started undoing it, followed by his pants until she had him free from the confines. “I love this side of you, baby,” she breathed as she slid down onto him, sitting still for a moment once he was buried deep within her, his eyes closing as he took in the feeling, one he should be used to but swore he never would be.
If you like this story, you can keep reading here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45554272/chapters/114626485
It should only be four chapters total.
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