#Brother/Sister

[earfqwake]

Not sure if you only write for the Adult trio but if not, do you think you could make a version of big brother illumi x sister reader but instead of illumi it's Killua? Like, in the fic Y/n was originally supposed to be Killua's (But it was Illumi who mated with her instead) So could it stay like that? Again idk if you even write for him so it's fine if you can't do it! Thanks <33

Alpha Killua/Brother X Omega/Sister Reader Part 1

okay so like kind of the same basis as the illumi story just different as in reader actually is mated to killua this time, he is aged up and so is reader okay ? okay 🫰

tw: slight obsession from killua and yes incest !!! don��t read if you don’t want to. brother sister relationship though this part doesn’t contain anything explicit as it’s depicting their relationship growing up. will be multiple parts because i have a lot to say.

Light can’t exist without Dark.

When Kikyo Zoldyck found out she would be having twins she crossed her fingers and prayed to a god she didn’t even believe in that this would be the one, the heir of heiress of the family. Imagine the families surprise when two white haired babies were birthed on July 7th. Even Silva who rarely showed emotions other than stoicism was pleased at this moment in time.

Well Y/n, their new baby girl had half white hair and half (Y/H) colored hair but still this was the first time in the lineage Zoldyck history something like this happened. Though all that mattered is that Killua was born, both a male and with a full head of white hair. Since birth the two were inseparable, only fully calming their cries when they were near eachother.

At dinner they sat next to eachother always and if they didn’t the other would be visibly more upset. They napped together in random spots around the mansion always being found in the most peculiar places. Under Silvas Desk, Inside the kitchens cabinet, Underneath the staircase. And they shared a room by choice, until Silva forced them to have separate rooms at the age of 8. He needed to end their codependency as soon as possible. That didn’t stop them from sneaking into each others beds most nights.

Must have been fate, that such a blessing had occurred. Or so they’ve been told time and time again, but no one could break their bond that’s for sure. The pairs parents decided that they were more than likely going to end up as soul mates, promising strong pups no doubt.

Even though they were too young to have understood, Killua was relieved to hear this. No one would be good enough for his little sister, even tho he was only minutes older than you he never failed to remind you. He didn’t care much for other girls anyways none of them were as special as you.

They were polar opposites, Yin and Yang, but they fit together perfectly. Y/n was the sweetest most sensitive person, even though she was strong she had such a big heart. Too big of a heart for an assassin to have. A heart that Killua vowed to protect, he was his sisters keeper. The latter was more assertive and dominate than his sister, always leading them into trouble and taking the fall should they ever get caught.

“Where are they off to now?” Mumbled Kikyo as she frantically searched the forrest around the mansion for the twins. Only to find them running circles around Mike the enormous guard dog who didn’t seem to mind their company. Kikyo almost fainted when she saw your pretty blue gown now dirty from playing outside with your brother. You were her only girl so she was terribly overprotective of you.

Killua, like always hid you behind him as his mother threw a fit, because god forbid kids try be kids. “It was my fault mother, Y/n didn’t want to leave the garden but I took her out with me.” Which truthfully wasn’t a lie, you tried to warn Killua that Mama wouldn’t be happy but he said he’d leave you behind so you ran after him with teary eyes. But you had fun so a little punishment was worth seeing you smile.

Though he couldn’t always evade you from being punished he always tried. It meant the world to you that he would be willing to protect you no matter what. You wanted to be brave like him and you tried to, but your heart was just too soft. Hiding your tears and frowns didn’t work with Killua, he couldn’t just ignore it like the rest of his family.

When he would sneak into your room routinely sometimes he would catch you sobbing. Either because your punishment was too harsh, or you felt bad for having to kill your target. Your body sore from being attacked during a day of training, tears fell from your eyes as you sensed him enters your room. “I don’t want to do this Killua.. I’m trying to be strong for Mama and Papa but it hurts.” And he’d hold you and soothe you until you slept peacefully. Only then could he shed tears for you.

And he knows he shouldn’t like it, but you always cried the hardest for him and him alone.

“Onii!” She’d cry out and hug him after seeing the cuts and bruises he would have on his body after hours of pain resistance training. He didn’t cry much anymore, but it sure did hurt, though he’d never admit it to you. Hugging her closer, he couldn’t help but give you a tired smile. “I’m fine Y/n, see.” But she only whimpered and stayed in his embrace she knew he was lying. “Such a crybaby..” He sighed as if it troubled him, yet nuzzled his head into her soft hair.

Killua didn’t like seeing his sweet little sister cry, training was hard on her. At age 12 he begged his parents to opt her out of training, if he were to inherit the family business he didn’t want his sister to have to kill and possibly be killed that wasn’t a risk he was willing to take. Silva and Kikyo denied him this request, so he and Y/n ran away together to take the hunter exam.

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It sent us on such a journey, meeting many different people and making friends ! Real friends, we were never allowed to make any friends back on Kukuroo Mountain so imagine their surprise to see a boy their age also taking the exam. Y/n was infatuated with Gon, calling him her friend, staring at him, laughing at his jokes and it made Killua feel a bit jealous. Before Gon he never had to share Y/n’s attention before other than with his younger siblings.

“What’s the matter Onii?” Y/n questioned during the second phase of the hunter exam, they broke off from walking with Gon and the others because Kil grabbed her and rushed off into the fog without saying. He said nothing and just focused on navigating through the fog with a firm hold on her hand. Even if he was upset he wasn’t going to let anything bad happen to you.

“Are you mad at me…? What did I do wrong?” Tears starting to form in her eyes. Chest tightening at the idea of upsetting her brother. Sighing he glances at her before staring ahead again. “It’s stupid… I just don’t want you to replace me with Gon.” Voice barely a whisper he confessed his feelings to you, only you could make him vulnerable.

You hug his arm and smile up at him noticing the slight blush on his serious face. “Don’t worry Killu-nii, he’s our friend, but you’ll always be my best friend okay? It’s always going to be me and you, we came here together and we’re going to leave here together!” How could he be so naive, she’s just so sweet and she always put Kil first. Smiling Killua nodded and when they met up with the group there were no more issues with jealousy. Y/n would never leave her brother.

And eventually they both arrived back to Kukuroo Mountain after parting ways with Gon, both holding Allukas hands. During their trip the pair having learned nen and being capable users were certainly much stronger than when they left.

Ironically Y/n developed a nen ability that made her able to use her tears to heal others, mainly for the sake of Killua who she couldn’t stand seeing injured. His heart was floating when she explained the reason why she developed this secondary ability. And selfishly enough he didn’t just let her heal just anyone with her gift, if he didn’t feel they were worthy of your time or tears they could rot in hell for all he cared. Y/n trusted Killuas judgement though and didn’t question how he assessed who she should or shouldn’t heal.

The twins were great fighters naturally but with the added ability of nen they were a unstoppable duo, just as Silva had predicted. Yet Killua saw the dangers of nen with his own eyes witnessing what it did to Gon.

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Again he came to his Father directly with the same request that fell upon deaf ears last time. This time around however, Silva agreed only if Killua were to become an assassin and continue the family business. A steep price for your safety but he needed to know you would be safe.

It hurt him more than any method of torture to see her sad but deep down a small part of him loved that she cried for him. She was someone who cared and always showed it, making sure to kiss each of his visible cuts. “There all better, right Kil?” She’d smile at him and he went weak for it every single time.

At puberty is when you find out your sub race, whether you’re a alpha, omega, or a beta. Killua obviously was an Alpha. Stubborn and a born leader, if he wanted something he was going to have it. And you? No doubt your an Omega, naturally submissive in nature listening to your parents and following after your brothers every word. Always nurturing and caring for him and your younger siblings. So it went without question when you both presented as your said roles.

The two of you were walking side by side in the forest surrounding the mansion straying very far from your home. “See I told you didn’t I, Y/n.” He said with a toothy grin his canines nice and sharp. I nod and smile sweetly at my brother, “I didn’t doubt you Killu-nii !” He called long before we could confirm what we were.

Recalling all the times he would tease you, “You have to be be an omega! Why else are you such a big baby!” Only eliciting a pout from me and he laughed poking my cheek with his finger. “I think it’s cute, don’t worry when we’re older I promise to take care of you and your moody feelings, I’ll be a good Alpha.” His voice sounded serious like he was trying to convince me and he only laughed again as I hid my smile and blush.

“Wait up, Kil!” I ran briskly after him as I shake myself out of that memory. He was much taller than me now, and stronger. And he grew his hair out into a long messy mullet, looking more and more like Papa as we got older. (He only grew his hair out because he got jealous when you would braid and play with Illumis long hair, but he’ll never admit that. Ever.) You changed too, your curves becoming more prominent especially with the training you did. Your beauty only increased as time passed your mother making sure to always keep you dolled up.

And boy did Killua enjoy it, always telling you how pretty you are and being sure to do small things for you like brush your hair or pick outfits out for you.

Grinning mischievously Killua only goes faster, disappearing into the greenery surrounding you.

I huff and puff as I search everywhere for him in the area we’re in. “Come on Kil! I’m not going to play with you right now.” But he doesn’t budge from his hiding spot probably thinking it’s funny. Fine two can play at this game! I pretend to be upset and sigh turnin around to head back home alone. “Fine I give up. I’m going home now Kil.” I barely get three steps back in the direction we came from when I feel his arms wrap around me from behind.

I jump slightly and weakly attempt to escape his arms feigning as upset but he won’t budge. “Where do you think your going hmm? I was only joking Y/n don’t be such a crybaby about it.” He snickers when I go lax in his arms holding me there for a moment before spinning me around so he can see my pouty face. “Y/nnnn? Don’t be like that, you do this to me all the time.” He drawls out my name as he looks me over.

Leaning closer to him I give him my sad eyes and he squishes my cheeks. “Such a baby.” He mumbles looking at my lips before looking back into my eyes. He drawls forward so our noses are touching gives me a bunch of small pecks on the lips. Furrowing his brows when I don’t reciprocate his affections he mumbles on my lips “ I‘m sorry Y/n.” Sweet moments like this are regular between you especially when you’re far from home like this.

I smile and feel my cheeks heat up under his hold on me. And he knows he has me right where he wants me. My arms extend as I place them over his shoulder loosely. Instantly he accepts this by pulling me in closer, his hand on the small of my back. Placing kisses all over my cheek he still speaks in a low tone, “You forgive me?” I nod my head basking in his affections but still not reciprocating his touches. His voice sounds desperate as he pulls me back far enough to get a good look at me again. “Why aren’t you kissing back then?”

i smile sheepishly and pretend I’m going in to kiss him but flick him on the forehead. Now it’s his turn to pout as I laugh and slip from his grip running through the forrest. Smiling himself he chases after me, “Hey! I knew you were faking it you big baby.” Secretly though he’s relieved that your back to your normal cheerful self, and you’ll be sure to make up for it when he catches you.

Your laughter rings throughout the forest as Kil catches up to you giving you a wolffish grin and pulling you in closely waiting for you to finally give him a kiss. 🦋

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Zeno watched the two leave the mansion, shaking his head before facing his son Silva. “It’s only a matter of time now before they give into their instincts. You shouldn’t let that boy run around with her without supervision or we will be expecting pups sooner than later.” Silva only sighed watching as they disappeared into the forest line, his father was right. Regardless of how stern he was Zeno had a soft spot for the little girl and so did Silva.

Not that it wasn’t anticipated by the family that the two were doting on each other already. But it was too soon for you two to fully mate you had to wait until you were 18. Only then would you know if the two of you were truly meant to be together. He would have to get you on heat suppressants in the mean time and have Killua sent away during ruts. Taking necessary precautions, you two weren’t little kids anymore.

𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮𝓭

-𝓴

[grobmor]

I wish I could knock on your door in the middle of the night while Mum and Pa are asleep and ask to come in to snuggle because I had a bad dream. I could crawl under the covers, and you could wrap yourself around me and press your hips into my ass. Wiggling my hips back just a bit to "get comfortable" while I hold your hand to my chest and squeeze my stuffie. I could ask big bro a bunch of questions while we lay there like why do you stare at me in the mornings when I'm only dressed in a t shirt that I stole from you and a pair of your boxers?" or "Why do you only sleep in a pair of boxers?". Don't you think it would be fun to have sleepovers every night and ask each other a bunch of questions? Maybe you could teach me a few things too?

At some point, I would tire of your questions and find something better for your sweet little mouth to do. I would hold you tighter and tighter until you started to squirm and say, "It hurts, big bro!" Before I whisper into your ear that it's supposed to hurt, just a little bit.

Once we are all done, and you lie there as a cute, sopping little mess, I would kiss your forehead and tell you you're the best sister in the world, and no one could ever replace you.

[machonnes]

Interview with the Vampire (2022-) 1.07 "The Thing Lay Still" 

[thebarroomortheboy]

PAUL MUNI (Tony Camonte), ANN DVORAK (Cesca Camonte) and GEORGE RAFT (Guino Rinaldo) in SCARFACE (1932) | dir. Howard Hawks

[pupchette]

It’s so sad that I don’t have a little sister or little brother here rn for me to corrupt :(

[monstrousparalysis]

We've all heard of women in STEM, now get ready for: women in their brothers!

[daenysthedreamer101]

Kol and Kassandra Mikaelson

"Welcome to the jungle

It's worse here every day

You learn to live like an animal

In the jungle where we play."

TVD masterlist

[dopescissorscashwagon]

Prince Louis & Princess Charlotte holding hands on King Charles III Coronation.

[siblingdisasters]

Loser little brother who finds out his older sister is a sex worker and begs her to help him lose his virginity so people at school will stop making fun of him for it

Afterwards they're both really disgusted by what they did, and even more disgusted by how good it felt. The brother needs more and starts making up all sorts of things he's getting teased for not having done with a girl by people at school and offering his sister more and more money each time so it's not like she can say no even though she absolutely hates it every time, even as her brother gets more and more into it each time and more and more desperate for his sister until finally he gives up and rapes her, but by that point she's so disgusted and resigned to her brother's creepyness she just lets it happen

Is this anything?

[rosetyler42]

XD Back on my bullshit again. I thought of this WIR-Verse gag during a Bendy Secrets of the Machind rewatch.

Thought it'd be funny since there's cockroaches running around inside the drawing board and Lucy likes to catch and eat cockroachs. Simon, of course, is worried these cockroaches might be contaminated with the ink machine's demonic pigment and is exasperated at his sister for trying to eat something from the one game in the whole arcade where you REALLY need to watch what you put in your mouth. Lucy, however, argues the bacon soup might he just as contaminated, and that her brother worries too much.

XD I just love this little peek into their sibling back and forth arguing about food. Lucy taking after her adventurous human family members with a Renfeild twist and Simon being the practical "You don't know where that's been!" like his dad. Kinda ended up with a similar vibe to the sheep gag from the first film. XD "You eat lamb chops! It's the same thing!"

BTW, small bit of trivia: the symbol behind Simon is an actual easter egg in the Secrets of the Machine game: It's a Japanese kanji that means "Evil."

@lovelylivelyv @black-ak9 @hotelt-resurrection @serial-serializednovelreader @deathfangirl9 @wingingfromthezing @howling-nightmare @kittyball23 @heartsong1994

[therealmofamorus]

Ask, original male stud

Mabel wears a shirt that says Incest Is Wincest, does Dipper get her goal?

Dipper: *Deadpan* And people won't stop making the "Pinecest" joke about us due to how shameless Mabel is toward her sexual attraction toward me.

Mabel: PINECEST IS THE TRUE OTP BRO! WHY DO YOU DO IT!?

[somnophilia-fantasies-the-sequel]

Streamy delights

summary:

Brother streams the 'game' he plays with his sister. He blindfolds her and has her taste things on camera. Last item is his cock!

The chat also adds requests and he accepts to allow someone to come in and eat her pussy while she sleeps and he films it.

Word Count: 1254

Kinks: sibling incest, incest, somno, oral sex, vaginal fingering, non con, non con voyeurism, non con drug use

Ever since her brother got into gaming she’s been feeling a lot more lonely and left out of things. So when he asked her to play a game with him she immediately agreed, not caring at all what it was. 

That’s how she ended up with a blindfold over her eyes and being led somewhere. She’s sat down and as she feels the chair she’s on, she assumes she’s in his room. She had no idea she was in front of his computer set up, in front of the camera, about to put on a show for his audience. 

If she weren’t so innocent and naive she might have thought of something sinister being off when her brother massaged her tits through her tank top. But before she could ask what he was doing he said, “We’re going to play a game. You’re going to stick your tongue out and I’m going to put something on your tongue. You have to guess what it is, alright?” 

“O…okay.”

“Stick out your tongue.”

So she did. The first thing she tastes is a banana. Not her favorite, so she pulled back and made a face. “Gross…”

“I know. Here, now this.” 

She tasted something sweet. Wrapping her tongue around it, she guesses it’s a lollipop. 

“What flavor?” he asks. 

She licks more, tongue circling around the sweet before she goes, “Cherry.”

“Good girl…stick your tongue out far now.” 

She accepted his order and stuck out her tongue. She feels something on her tongue but she doesn’t recognize the taste at all. She had no idea that her brother had taken his cock out of his basketball shorts and placed the tip on her tongue. 

She pulled back and said, “I don’t know what that is…” 

“Stick your tongue out again,” was all her brother ordered. She did. 

He slapped her cheek a bit with the cock, mostly for his own pleasure. He knew she was too innocent to know what it was. He placed his cock back on top of her tongue and pressed forward a bit. Instinctively she took in the head like she would a lollipop. He moaned when she wrapped her tongue around it, still thinking it was a guessing game. 

He grabbed her head firmly and kept her in place as he began to thrust his cock into her mouth. Even when she gagged he ignored it in favor of chasing his pleasure. He didn’t go too deep though, but fucked her mouth shallowly until he felt he was going to come. 

Pulling out, he stroked himself until he came and covered her with thick ropes of come. 

“Fuck…” He muttered. After panting a bit he said, “Stay still while I clean you up then you can go back to your room.” 

She did as he said and when he told her to go, she didn’t question him. Or notice how fast his chat was going or that she’d been the star of his latest stream. 

***

She remembered her brother coming into her room and sharing a drink with her. It tasted weird but she wanted to have fun with her brother and accepted it when he told her to drink it. They played video games on their Switch but she doesn’t remember a lot of it before she seemingly passed out. 

When she woke up she was in her room but it felt…off. 

Her private parts felt tingly in a way it never has before. She decided to go and take a bath. While it was filling up she was checking her messages and that’s when she noticed a new notification. 

Checking it, it was a video. 

In the video, it began with a show of a stream message with some amount of money. The message being ‘I want to that pussy!’ 

The video then clipped to her. She was asleep and in her bed, lights on and she recognized her brother’s legs. He was filling her. 

Someone else stepped into frame and she had no idea who it was. The man wore a ski mask so she had no idea what he looked like, but what he did was what had her attention. He sat between her legs that he’d spread and pulled down her Hello Kitty panties. 

He pressed his face against her pussy and her brother got closer and zoomed in. She saw as the man’s tongue dove between her folds. First slowly, languidly, before going faster. The man’s mask was lifted up above his nose and he pressed his face deep into her cunt, sucking on her clit. 

The video clips out again and then it’s just her…and her brother behind the camera. The camera’s zooming into her pussy again. It’s glistening and her brother’s hand is on screen again, spreading her legs, spreading her pussy folds, his finger slipping into her hole. Slow at first before the pace picked up, his fingers working hard until she squirted a mess onto her bed. 

Her brother’s cock was on screen now, slapping her pussy, slipping the cockhead between her pussy and he teased her hole a bit, slipping it in a bit but not all of the way. He made his way up her body and she watched as he slipped his cock into her mouth while he played with her boobs. 

***

Later that night she couldn’t sleep. She tried but couldn’t. When it was around 3 am she huffed and went toward her brother’s room. She crawled onto his bed and sat next to his head and stared at him. 

She poked him until he stirred. 

“What…what do you want?” He demanded, groggy and irritated to be woken up. 

She didn’t reply because she didn’t know the words she wanted to use. So instead she grabbed his head and pushed it against her private parts. She rutted against him. In theory, she knew he was stronger than her and could easily push her away, so when he didn’t she rubbed against him more, trying to get the friction she wanted. 

Soon he laid back down and she threw her leg over and rutted against her for a bit. She only stood for a moment to remove her panties and then sat back down on his face. He licked her cunt eagerly until she was a mess who needed more but she didn’t know what that was. 

She slid down his front until she was on his lap. He cupped her tits, pulling and tweaking her nipples before he pulled her shirt up to expose her tits. Leaning in he suckled on each of her tits for a few minutes before he manhandled her on all fours. She felt something pressed into her pussy and moaned the deeper it went. 

When he began to thrust, she whimpered but then moaned as the pleasure she never felt before coursed through her body. She collapsed when she came while her brother gripped her hips and continued to fuck her until he came. He didn’t pull out and came deep inside of her. She felt the come leak between her legs as he collapsed next to her. She cuddled into him and he held onto her.

“Who was that man?”

“...our neighbor. He’s had a crush on you for the longest time.”

“Oh. That’s nice.” She knows he works from home, he’s told her a few times they’ve chatted while she did outside chores. Maybe she’ll go over and visit him when his wife isn’t home. 

[lvthkllr]

just some 12 am thoughts

As we get further out from season two—the superior season, and you can fight me on that—I cannot stop thinking about the brilliant choice the writers made to focus more heavily on the relationship between the Bridgerton siblings, because it was the one thing that season one really lacked.

Watching season one over again it's clear that Daphne's story was more about her sexual awakening rather than anything else. While I do acknowledge the importance of telling the story of a young girl discovering her sexuality during a historically prudish time period, the lack of focus on her relationship with any sibling that wasn't Anthony really left something to be desired.

The scenes where we saw Daphne and Anthony discussing their roles as the respective eldest siblings in their family were some of the most interesting of the whole season, they gave us a glimpse into Daphne's mind and her experiences as a women in a society solely focused on her "marry-ability". But it, frustratingly, all kind of stopped there. We got glimpses of a similar relationship between her and Eloise, as Daphne's marriage placed her former role onto Eloise's unwilling shoulders, but the issue always seemed to turn to the marital issues occurring between Simon and Daphne.

So when I turned on season two expecting a similar half-hearted attempt, I was pleasantly surprised to to find a story that masterfully wove the Bridgerton siblings into Anthony and Kate's love story. They no longer felt like background characters because we were seeing how Anthony's potential marriage deeply affects his relationship with his siblings, how his love for his family has always and will always color his thinking in a way that we just don't get with Daphne's season despite them being in very similar situations.

And with that being said, it is my greatest hope that the writers continue this focus as we enter season three, because book fans and seasoned romance watchers know that Colin, the forever purposeless third son, finds his calling in his love for Penelope. But his relationship with his siblings is still sooooo important, because besides his brief conversation with Daphne in season one, we haven't seen much emotional interaction between Colin and his siblings. So with Phoebe Dynevor out of the picture for season two the writers really have a chance to expand the Bridgerton sibling relationships and make Colin FINALLY have some quality time with his siblings—possibly Francesca because we've seen so little of her in the show and the two of them are so close in the books.

[imthejunkietohisjava]

🪽 THE WAS THE DAY THAT WE BOTH DIED

Pairing: Not Applicable! Platonic/Familial Only!

Characters: Mark Hoffman, Angelina Acomb, Fisk, Seth Baxter (Mention Only).

Synopsis: Mark Hoffman loses his only family, Angelina Acomb. An ordinary day turned upside down by the loss of his baby sister. Life flashes before his eyes. An expansion of the death scene from the movies, we deserve the hurt.

Tags: Minor Character Death, Angst, Grief, Brother-Sister Relationship, Older Brother and Younger Sister Dynamic.

Warnings: Death, Implied Domestic Abuse and iolence, Addiction/Abuse/Alcohol Mentions.

Word Count: 1,098 Words

Author Notes: I had been plagued by the Saw bug once again! It’s been a long time comfort media/hyperfixation, and it’s back so expect more Saw fanworks! I'm happy to be writing again. Here's me projecting all my feelings onto Mark Hoffman, we deserved to see more of what happened with Angelina. She was so important to him and we got literal crumbs. I have so many thoughts about them and their dynamic- that's his baby sister/daughter. Let me know what you guys think and if you want to see more Saw content! Happy Sawtober! (P.S. I got my partner into Saw so we’re brain rotting together!)

[CALLER ID: FISK (PARTNER IN CRIME)]

For a moment the phone continued to ring, momentarily ignored by the Detective who was buried in casework. Piles of paperwork were stacked all around him, miles high and unsorted. The looming threat of deadlines never being met always hung overhead, but that was simply another day’s problem. He had too much on his plate at the moment. A eerie silence washed over him when the ring of the phone had finally ceased. Allowing his focus to return to the random thoughts that crossed his mind as he filed the paperwork. Pen scratching away absentmindedly as his focus was lost on his list of things he had to do.

What to make for dinner that evening.

When he’d go to visit Angelina next.

When he needed to do his laundry.

Some things more tedious than others, but visiting Angelina was much higher on his list of properties. It felt like ages since they last met up, though their daily text exchanges hadn’t slowed or stopped. It hardly mattered that she had moved out and was now dating someone. It remained his duty as her older brother to still check in and send reminders.

If he was being at all honest though? Mark hated Seth Baxter. He was exactly the kind of man that he didn’t want Angelina to be involved with. Trouble. Bad news. That man always made his hackles raise, near ready to snap his head from his neck at the first signs of trouble. She always insisted he was a good man, patting at her older brother’s shoulders and brushing off all his concerns.

He had his reasons though, Seth Baxter ran with a particular crowd. A crowd that Mark had spent all his life running from. All of their shared life moving away from. Though they didn’t quite share the same set of parents, different fathers but same mother, the ones that Angelina and Mark ended up with were still their own brand of awful. The two were alcoholic abusive drug addicts, and it took nearly no convincing to have them moved out and on their own. He worked day and night to provide for his sister, even if it aged him by a couple of years. She was his baby sister, and big brothers always took care of their baby sisters. Police Academy so easily came and went, and Angelina was there for every single accomplishment and milestone. The only face in the crowd he cared for, she was all he had. Same as he was all she had. He always had a sinking feeling about Seth, Baxter but he never knew just how right he’d end up being.

[CALLER ID: FISK (PARTNER IN CRIME)]

Startled out of his own daydreaming, his hand swiped a few times across the desk. Attempting to find his phone in the mounds of disorganized clutter that surrounded him. He flipped the screen open quickly, pressing the phone right against his ear.

“Hoffman.”

‘I’ll explain when you get here, but you need to come to Angelina’s.’

The other line went dead before much of anything else could be said or explained. Jacket quickly tossed over broad shoulders, keys clutched tightly in a white knuckled fist. Some sort of horrible and sinking feeling sat in the Detective’s gut, he hoped that he was wrong. He hoped that all this was a mistake.

The drive was quiet, far too quiet, but both hands grasped the edges of the wheel with a tight grip. He had no will to move either to turn the radio on. Mark wasn’t religious but for the first time ever, he silently prayed.

The scene that greeted him was unnerving, and only heightened his unease. Police Cars had swarmed the once peaceful House, an Ambulance parked beside them. Their lights were blinding, but he pushed forward with a quick stride. He practically bullied his way inside, bulky frame leaving little room for an argument, his hand tearing the caution tape down as he stormed past the Officers who surrounded the area. This couldn’t be real. This had to be some fever dream.

Where was Angelina.

Where was she.

Where’s my baby sister.

Before he could think to continue bulldozing his way through, a heavy hand smacked his shoulder. It stopped him dead in his tracks, almost like someone had slammed on their breaks. A reality check. It was Fisk.

‘Mark. I need you to look at me.’

He couldn’t. He can’t. If he did? He knew what was to come next. The painful string of words he didn’t want to hear. He didn’t want this to be real. He didn’t want any of this. This couldn’t be the end. Not her. Not this way. His eyes avoided his partner’s gaze, only continuing his march forward. There stood a crowd around the doorway to her bedroom.

Pushing himself between them his eyes fell upon the body they were gawking at. Laid with her arms spread like an angel’s wings was Angelina Acomb. Her once perfect and unblemished neck now sliced open. Blood drying against her paled skin. Her head was hung off the edge of the mattress, mouth in a tight uncomfortable line. Unhappy. These emotions seeped across all her soft features even in death. Discomfort. Fear. In a single moment, his thoughts ran a million miles a minute.

Could I have stopped this?

Could I have saved her?

What was I thinking letting her go?

Where is that sick fucking bastard?

Why wasn’t I there to help her?

Why wasn’t I here sooner?

Mark doesn’t remember when he started to scream. When the tears started to roll down his cheeks. When his shouts of disbelief had nearly deafened the Officers around him. When his cries of Angelina’s name pained those overlooking the crime scene. Several pairs of hands pulled him back, their touch suffocating. He felt like he was being held underwater, an invisible force pulling him into the dark abyss below. The sun would no longer shine down upon him. He had lost his angel.

“LET ME GO! SHE NEEDS ME. ANGELINA!

LET ME SEE HER! MY SISTER NEEDS ME!”

Their words were muddled, falling upon grief stricken ears. No encouragement, no sorry, no sympathy, none of it could heal the now open wounds. Tragedy oozed over him like a sticky sap. Entangling him in a web of grief. This had to be some cruel and sick joke. She couldn’t be gone. She was all he had, and now she really was gone. Mark Hoffman’s angel had lost her wings…

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