#I JUST WANT MY KITTY POLICE TO BE HAPPY

[lunaetis]

me : i want my muses to be happy ! also me after plotting with them : ANGST. ANGST. MORE ANGST.

[luciana-silentstar]

I decided because I love suffering that everyone gets their own halter.

[daydreams-after-dark]

After Dark Master List

all stories are nsfw / 18+

↠Full Fics ↞

Ot8 free use jail cell (incomplete) inspired by the police station skz code.

"What's Your Fanfic Fantasy" (Complete)

Pairing: fem reader + Chan + Jisung // This is an AU story about Chan bringing your fantasies to life... but what happens when boyfriends Chan and Han fall in love with you?

↠Han Jisung↞

Sub police officer Han x con artist fem reader

Hannie wants to play with your ass but you’ve never done this before.

Back in Ten: soft dom CEO Jisung wants you to wear a strap and fuck his ass, after an important function.

Jisung Kinks // after dark hard thoughts

If Han was as small as a barbie doll

fem!Hannie freaky roller skater girl and fem!hannie double pen at a party

Drabble: Can I watch you, Sungie?: posted on my main blog. You come home from work early to find Jisung on your bed fucking himself with a dildo.

↠Bangchan↞

Masterlist Scientist Chan (Chris) x science!subject reader - feat. other members along the way.

↠Minho↞

Male escort Lino x fem birthday girl reader.

Stop Lift Button your work colleague Minho has moved into your apartment. What happens when he jumps in the lift with you.

Star Student Part 1: Pairing: professor/teacher Minho x adult female reader. You put on a show for your hot Professor while he’s trying to teach a class. (This is an adult classroom situation.) (5 min approx read)

Star Student Part 2: Pairing: professor/teacher Minho x adult female reader. Professor Minho makes you stay after class to fix the problem you caused.

Show Mommy: Lee Know dressed as Aunt Lina was doing things to you as you watched him on set. But what happens when you are invited to an after party and accidentally end up in Lee Know's room, and he's still in costume?

Billionaire Lee Minho and his Little Plaything You're at billionaire Lee Minho's extravagant party at some fancy historical manor, where unbeknownst to you he want to make you his "Plaything". Before you know what's happening you find yourself in a room with Minho, Changbin and Hyunjin. Minho has plans for you but he doesn't know you can play games too. Pairing: Lee Know x fem reader, Changbin x fem reader, Hyunjin x fem reader. Word count: 8k approx

Submission: Lee Minho x fem reader. You're billionaire Lee Minho's "plaything", but tonight the tables have turned and he let's you dom him. Approx word count: 3.4k

Ask: Minho face f^cks male!reader 🫠 this was so fun to write 🥵

↠Minsung / Minsung x reader↞

Minsung Saves the Day Minsung x fem reader (5 minute read) You've just been fingered to the brink of orgasm by Chan and Hyunjin in the back of a car, whilst Minho and Seungmin sit up front. Now you've arrived at the club and there's only one thing on your mind.

Behind the Curtain: mean!Han x bratty!reader + helpful!Minho. You tease your boyfriend Han before a show and he's not happy. So he punishes you, leaves you in a needy mess, and sends Minho to look for you. What happens when Minho can't resist your needs?

Kidnapper Clowns: clown!jisung x fem reader + Minho (5 minute read). dark smut // reader is "kidnapped" and tied up in the basement of two men in clown masks. Everything is planned/consensual.

Pretty Little Kitties: Jisung x reader x Minho. Jisung buys you and him matching kitten ears and tails. Minho joins in.

The window across the street: Han x fem aunty Lina x fem reader.

Private Show v.1 minsung x fem!reader | version.1 - you're a dancer at an exclusive establishment where you perform for kpop idols in masks. Minho and Jisung are after a specific kind of private show from you.

Private Show v.2 similar to v.1 but Minho and Jisung are in masks and reader doesn’t know it’s them (or does she?). This version plays out differently to v.1 and is super unhinged.

Minho edges Han

bratty fem!reader, Minsung must punish you

↠3Racha↞

We’ll make it fit: 3Racha Chan x Changbin x reader w/han for 2secs. They want to use her like their little toy. Dp.

3 racha c^m dump: Han asks you to meet him in the corridor at the bar. Bartender Chan and Security Guard Changbin join in.

3racha free use hard thoughts 1/♾️

3racha free use hard thoughts 2/♾️

3racha free use hard thoughts 3/♾️

↠Other Members / Mixed pairings↞

Werewolf chan turns inside you

Massage Therapist Changbin

Good cop Han / Bad cop Minho

Dom Seungmin and Jeongin x fem reader

Who in skz likes anal? ask

Taken: Drabble - Ot8 x gn reader. You’re snatched after work by 8 sexy men and taken to an abandoned warehouse… exactly what you’d paid for.

Middle-aged neighbour Chan and his friends x fem!reader

Skz reaction to you wearing a butt plug

All Stops to Cumville Station ot8, but featuring Minho, Seungmin and Chan

If skz worked at an adult shop what would each member recommend?

Let Daddy Take Care of it chan x hyunjin x fem reader (5 min read) Fem!reader is horny on the way to the club. Chan and Hyunjin help her out with their fingers in the backseat of the car.

After Hours: Felix; personal assistant | You; Corporate Boss. You're a corporate boss, he is your personal assistant. You're his boss by day, but after hours his soft dom side gets you weak.

Sweet Sweet Punishment: Bratty Han convinces you to let him go down on you without permission from Chan and Lino. They punish you both in front of everyone when they get home. features ot8.

Little Deaths (posted on my main blog) ot8 x reader. You’re stranded at a mansion where 8 horny ghosts must pleasure you.

Fuckbois Jilix: thoughts on how they pick you up and take you home.

Fuckbois Jilix version 2

Concept: Freeze: gangster boss fem reader x Chan x Hyunjin

Male reader x Han x Jeongin: you’re the meat in this delicious sandwich / dom top Han, Jeongin bottoms for the first time.

Thing dom chan likes to do to you (posted on my main blog)

Who in skz will share you (ask)

↠Fem!skz Universe↞

↪ Enter here

[princessbrunette]

hyperfem! reader w jj pleaseee

writing them in lil bullet points cos it’s easier to format hehehee 🎀

• swatching makeup on his arm in the store when you’re tryna find the right shade and he’s just all like “baby. how do you know i’m not like — super allergic to the ingredients in this thing. do you know how many chemicals go into makeu- infact, lemme see- no i’ll give it back i just wanna read what it says— trust me! i saw this video on instagram reels—” and he’s fighting the foundation bottle out of your hand so he can read the small print on the back listing the ingredients even though he has no idea what he’s talking about.

• he’s got beef with the plushies on your bed. unfortunately. “so this is the guy you get all cozy with when i’m not here?” he’s laying on his back on your pink frilly bedsheets tossing the plushie between his hands like a football. “guy? jayje that’s obviously hello kitty.” you pout, kneeling on the bed to take her away. when you place her back on the sheets he catches your wrists and pulls you down so that you fall on top of him with a quiet yelp. “agh, there you are. get in here.” he’s grinning, wriggling to make space for you.

• enticing you into joining the group on their wild pogue adventures. “babe, i literally got you a pink life jacket so you can come out with us on the boat— don’t make that face at me.” he standing on the pier clutching the neon pink life jacket in one hand, the rest of the pogues waiting on the boat, staring at you happy as clams with hopeful grins. “jj i don’t need a life jacket.” you frown, letting him help you up onto the pier by the hand. “uh— yes y’do. i’m dragging you into our shit, i’m gonna make sure you’re safe alright? now come here.” he’s manhandling you in that thoughtless jj way so he can fasten your life jacket on you even though no one else is wearing one. princess treatment, of course.

• when you and the pogues inevitably get yourself into shit, running from sirens down a street of a town you’ve never visit before, jj is constantly pulling you along and making sure you don’t fall behind. “come on baby, move your ass!” he yells, and you rip yourself free of his grasp when you come across a puddle— the rest of the groups continuing through, splashing across to the other side. “jj, these are my favourite shoes!” you whine. he slams to a halt, opening his mouth to argue but seeing the police car round the corner before he can. he simply grabs you and either throws you over his shoulder and carries on running (hes a strong boy) or straight up yanks the shoes off his feet and puts them on your feet as fast as humanely possible.

• forever fascinated by the lengths you go to in your beauty routines. enjoys watching you carefully apply a face mask in the mirror whilst he sits on your bed, eyes jumping around to the girly decor in your room. you’re nothing like him, and he wonders sometimes what you even see in him. his hands are rough from ropes and climbing things he shouldn’t, his hair is often matted and unclean from the ocean, whilst you were soft all over and always smelling like a bakery. that not to say you didn’t try and involve him, atleast smearing spf on his face whilst sat on the boat together, batting away his fussy hands. “jj, you’re in the sun just unprotected all day… y’gonna age like milk.” you mutter, rubbing it into his cheek as he squints one eye closed. “i’m white n’blonde. you can’t fight the inevitable, babe.” he moves his face away, wiping his cheek on the back of his hand.

• sometimes lets you paint his nails if he’s bored and wants an excuse to watch you close up, all cute and concentrated, his smile growing even when you tsk at him, lips pouted and brows creased. “you moved!” you accuse quietly, grabbing his hand and holding it still. he’s not looking at his nails, hell— he couldn’t even tell you what colour they’re being painted, staring at your pretty face instead. “my bad, gorgeous.” he smirks, watching the way your eyes flick up to his, blinking away the flustered feeling.

• like i said, princess treatment. makes you cream around his fingers, hand stuffed into the waistband of your delicate pink panties whilst he paws greedily at your tit. “whats a pretty girl like you doin’ with me huh? jesus, you cum so much baby. fuckin’ love it.” he whispers, dick hard against your thigh as you whine.

• loves when you initiate, watching JJ sat at a table, maps and other crumpled up artefacts you didn’t understand scattered about as he spins his cap around to face backwards, concentrated and serious as he reads. you know it’s important to him, but he’s been at it all day and there comes a point where you just want his attention again. which of course, is how you end up straddling one of his thighs, panting and whimpering into his neck as he tries to concentrate on the maps and not your grinding on him. “jayge, just miss you��” you mewl nonsensically, tired and infuriatingly horny on his lap. he cups your lower back, pressing a distracted kiss to your temple (with a raging hard on) “doin’ good, baby. lemme finish this up n’im all yours, needy girl.”

• thinks you look adorable leaving lipstick/lipgloss prints on his cock. he strokes your head with a lazy smirk, watching your brows furrow slightly as you bury your kissy face against his shaft, pulling back to admire your work. “pretty.” you mumble to yourself and he chuckles. “you’re damn right.”

• notices when there’s something new about you. new hairstyle? he’s approaching you and holding you gently by the face so he can get a proper look at you. new dress? best believe you’re hearing “alright, do a spin for papa J, that’s it pretty lady.” with that shit eating grin of his. he’s just that attentive.

[skzhua]

Episode four.

MASTERLIST

pairing: XO, Kitty's Min Ho x Female Reader

genre: Fluff, angst, enemies-to-lovers, slow burn, coming-of-age.

word count: 2.8k

warnings: Swearing, mentions of divorce, mentions of deceased parents, arguing. (And Min Ho gets on my nerves in this one.)

summary: Transferring to KISS was the last thing you had asked for and, yet, a certain tall boy made it seem both worse and better than you expected.

note: Bold - Korean, Italic - Over the phone

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"You kicked her out?" you yelled as soon as you stepped in your dorm.

Min Ho frowned in confusion. "What are you talking about?"

"Kitty. I just walked her to her new dormitory. I thought we agreed you wouldn't call Campus Police."

He got up from the couch and approached you close enough so you had to look up at him. "We agreed I wouldn't call Campus Police on you, which I didn't do. You never said anything about Portland Stalker."

"I wouldn't have minded that much but since her new dorm mate is weird as hell, I am concerned."

He shrugged his shoulders. "Then don't be? I don't get why you all worked up on this."

You groaned and left to barricade yourself in your room. First day of school went on even worse than you expected. You were startled when you phone started to ring.

"Y/N! We just wanted to check on you. So, first day?"

The excitement in your aunt's voice made you feel bad for not enjoying as much as you should. They had been trying to get you the scholarship for a while to give you the best scholar environment and you couldn't be ungrateful to them. Especially not when it was all Principal Lim's doing for allowing you to stay there.

"Great. I met up with Yuri and made some friends. Classes seem fun and I like my roommates."

They smiled through the small screen of your phone. "We're happy to hear that. Tomorrow, you have a class with me. I can't wait to see you there." your uncle said excitedly.

"Me too. I'll go to sleep now. Good night!"

"Good night, Y/N! Take care."

After changing into your pyjamas – that were surely too revealing for some people but you didn't care at this point – you went to the bathroom for your night routine. Min Ho was already there, doing his own skin care. While he didn't talk to you, he still stepped aside to leave you some space. Him checking you out didn't go unnoticed by you but you decided to not say anything about it. You brushed your teeth quickly and then proceeded to apply your primer.

"That's mine." Min Ho pointed out.

"It's not, I just brought it with me."

He chuckled. "I don't think you did. This is worth $200 and my mom got it for me."

You observed him take it from you. "You do realize I have money too, right?"

"Because of Principal Lim and Yuri? Yeah." he attempted to mock.

You took the primer back. "Because my rich parents died five years ago."

Stunned, he didn't move for an instant. While satisfied with the reaction you got from him, you began to regret spilling out about your parents. You usually kept it to yourself that even Yuri didn't know what happened.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know." he said, his voice now much softer.

"It's fine."

You went back to your room immediately. You didn't want to discuss it any further, nor did you want Min Ho to be pitying you. You needed sleep, and fast.

A week went by pretty quickly. Your uncle taught your history class and you both agreed to not act like family in class, although most of the students knew you were relatives. You bonded closely with Kitty over that week and rarely ever saw Yuri since she was so busy with everything going on in her life. Plus, Kitty was avoiding her as much as possible.

You, yourself, had avoided Min Ho successfully for most part. The only times you really interacted with him were in chemistry class or in the morning where he would always make you a cup of coffee.

You were walking to the library when Kitty intercepted you.

"Help. Me."

Analyzing her appearance, you took in the bags under her eyes and the hairdo that seemed have been done last minute. You held back a laugh and Kitty simply told you you could laugh at her.

"I'm so sorry, but what is this?" you sneered and gesture her whole figure.

"My roommate is the worst human being on this planet. She eats all day, screams at night, throws tissues at me – used tissues – and I have never smelled such a horrid odor. Get me out of there."

"Have you talked to the dormitory advisors?"

"Yes but they said the girls dorm is full."

You smiled apologetically. "Then there's not much you can do, I'm afraid."

She whined. "I hate this."

"You'll be fine, I'm sure of it."

"Says the one who seems to live the perfect life with the guys. How is that going for you?"

You let out a chuckle. "Q is the sweetest and Dae is pretty respectful of my privacy. But then there's freaking Min Ho who can't seem to give me a break."

She squealed. "Oh, Min Ho! I almost forgot about him." she wiggled her eyebrows at you.

"You're so annoying." you shook your head in despair.

"I know." she snickered. "Ah, by the way. Remember how Q and I found a baby bracelet?"

"Ah, that."

"I wonder how I can find my half-sibling. Do you think they would want to meet me? Do they know our mom has passed?"

You sighed loudly. "Kitty, I love talking to you but we went over the same questions yesterday."

"Sorry." she said in a small voice. "I'm just really excited."

"I know." you gave her a smile.

"We have a watch party tomorrow evening at your dorm, by the way, if you didn't know."

"I didn't know." you frowned.

"It's normal, I just planned it with Q. You can join us. Min Ho's going to participate."

You faked a smile and walked straight to the library. She really was determined when she had a plan in mind...

Q had begged you to join the Outdoors club. While you weren't one for physical exercise, you did love enjoying nature. So you agreed to go to the first hike at least. When you considered having packed everything you needed, meaning sunscreen and a bottle of water, you went to the living area and just had to listen to Min Ho whine like a child.

"I really don't remember giving permission to Y/N to use my custom blend products. She doesn't even need to use them, she has her own stuff!"

Dae zipped up his bag and ran out the door in a second. "Sorry, man. Got to go." he said quickly before closing the door.

"Thanks, great talk!" he yelled back even though Dae couldn't hear him anymore.

He seemed to not have noticed you were in the living room as he slumped on a stool and took out his phone. He looked at it for a bit and then sighed.

"You're always busy, you're never around." he said out loud before dialing to call someone.

"My darling boy!" a female voice spoke.

"Hi, Mom! You're doing good?" he waved at the phone.

"Yeah, just about to head to set." she informed.

"I miss you."

Your heart warmed up from the cute interaction. You were happy to know he had a great relationship with his mother, which you wished you still had.

"But since you're more important, should I tell them to wait?"

He paused for an instant. "No, it's okay. Let's just talk next time."

"Okay, kisses."

He hummed as the call ended. His head down, he folded his phone and breathed out. He kept the same position and you noticed that his jaw clenched.

"Your mom seems sweet."

He turned to look at you and was suddenly alert of his surroundings. "You heard?"

"Not on purpose, I was getting ready for the hike."

"I see. Yeah, my mom's great."

"That's good." you awkwardly went to the front door and put on your shoes while he stood still at the counter, not having moved much. "See you later, Min Ho."

"See you."

When you joined the group outside, you were surprised to see Kitty already stretching out. You walked up to her and asked what she was doing there.

"Q suggested I joined the club so I can have some time with Dae without Yuri around." she explained. "As friends, you know?"

"That's a good idea, yeah." you nodded in agreement.

Q was quick to arrive and encouraged everyone present to do some stretching beforehand. Dae then arrived as well and was surprised to see Kitty there. He joined her the moment he laid eyes on her and she explained to him that she wanted to stay friends. But it was rapidly ruined when Yuri spawned out of nowhere like a character in a video game. She interrupted their conversation and led Dae away from Kitty.

"Do I really have to hear from Min Ho that you're hanging out with Kitty?" you overheard her say.

Just when you thought the man had some sort of feelings behind his pretty face, he had to pull a move like this. Kitty changed spots and, after sending a glare to Yuri's direction, you moved as well and positioned yourself next to Q.

"Alright, who's ready to go on a hike?"

And Min Ho spawned too, and just right next to you. You were about to question him on his presence but Dae was as perplexed as you were and asked him first.

"What? I can't hang out with my best friends?"

You rolled your eyes at his behaviour. If there wasn't anyone else around, you'd definitely be beating the shit out of him. And what annoyed you even more was Madison coming up to him with a flirtatious look on her face. Though he surprised you by not looking so thrilled with her advances. You were thankful that Q started the hike soon later and you stuck with Kitty to avoid having to witness Madison almost drooling over Min Ho. It also allowed Kitty herself to forget about Yuri's presence.

"You guys are making great time. Let's keep with the pace, people!" Q encouraged proudly as you were almost to the top.

Walking behind Yuri, you almost walked into her when she stopped so suddenly and let out a yell. She jumped around trying to get worms off her and Kitty took the opportunity to go see Dae.

"We're in nature, embrace it." Q tried to get some sense into her but she kept on yelling.

"They're just worms, Yuri." you said but in vain, she wasn't hearing you.

"Is it on me? I thought the worm followed me, where is it?" she talked to herself.

"I'm surprised you aren't the one screaming about bugs." Min Ho joked as he joined your side.

You moaned in annoyance. "I'm not talking to you."

"Why not?"

"I think you can answer that yourself." you spat out.

Not looking in front of you properly, you didn't see that Kitty had tripped. Luckily, Dae caught her but as for you, you halted your moves too fast and fell backwards. And again, Min Ho was the one who caught you in time.

"So clumsy." he tsked at you.

You quickly broke away from him and cleared your throat. Meanwhile, Yuri interrupted the duo in front of you and Q went on about safety before walking again. You definitely regretted coming here.

"You still haven't answered my question."

"What question?" you acted clueless.

Min Ho chuckled. "So we're being petty now?"

"I'm always petty with you." you argued.

"You weren't this morning."

You groaned, growing impatient with him. "Can't you leave me alone for a day?"

He didn't know what to respond and you took it as he understood the message. With that being said, you fastened your pace and arrived next to Dae.

"Hey." he smiled at you.

"Not in the mood, just walk."

The poor guy gulped but listened to you and didn't speak to you again. But your hike was halted once again when Kitty and Yuri started to run to the end.

"Just, make sure that you stick together!" Q yelled at them.

"I'm pretty sure they can't hear you." you smiled at him sadly.

"I know." he shrugged.

Min Ho then went to Dae causing you to walk away from them. You hated this, all of it.

"Why did you come?" Dae complained to his friend.

"Because I'm looking out for you, that's why I called Yuri."

"Let me deal with it on my own."

Dae came next to you again, visibly avoiding the man as much as you were.

"So much drama." you heard Madison from behind.

"No one asked." you said loudly for her to hear.

With Kitty running away from the hike, you went on with the watch party without her. After Q set up everything, he sat next to Florian while you sat on the floor to let them have their moment. Focused on the screen, you were disappointed to get interrupted by Min Ho walking out of his room.

"Hey! My mom is in this. She plays the king's second daughter."

"Nice, now shut it." you said rudely but he dismissed your request as Florian asked him about her.

"Does she still act?"

"Oh, yeah. She's absolutely smashing it right now in LA. She's up for a role as a mermaid in the mafia."

"Great, can you go now?" you asked, insistent since you didn't want him to be ruining Q's moment just like he had done with Kitty.

He ignored you again and walked to the couch, asking Florian to scooch over to leave him space to sit.

"Oh, I could give you, guys, the behind-the-scenes dirt on this." he continued and you mentally cursed at him.

"Okay, I love dirt." Florian replied.

He finally shut it for a while and you thanked whoever for it. As per usual, it didn't last long.

"It took that guy twenty takes to nail that."

You threw your head back in disbelief. Was he that clueless to not get a hint? The thousands of glares he got from you and Q weren't enough?"

"Oh, hey, look! It's my mom."

"Oh, wow." Florian commented. "She's gorgeous."

"I know! Thank God I got her bone structure."

"Taking any opportunity to make it about yourself, uh?" you turned to look at him.

The infamous smirk was already there. "Always."

"Wait..." one of the other guys said. "Didn't your mom and dad have that messy divorce?"

"The whole mess was exaggerated to sell magazines." he said in defense right away. "But yeah, they did get divorced."

That part was said which a much calmer tone, it sounded almost sad to you. Determining that it was enough of him ruining Q's evening, you let out a long breath.

"Okay, we get the point." you announced as you got up. "Your mom's an actress, it's great and all but I need to talk with you."

You took him by the arm and forced him up. He tried to stay at his seat but you were stronger than he expected. So he let you forcefully get him off the couch and you dragged him back to his room, not forgetting to close the door.

"Is it the moment that we're supposed to kiss after you reveal you have a crush on me?"

You scoffed. "So you really do think about yourself all the time. I was saving your ass from talking any more about your parents and that's how you thank me?"

He smiled with a knowing look. "So you do care about me."

"I care more about Q. Tonight was for him to make a move on Florian but you couldn't shut it."

"Well, how was I supposed to know that?"

You deadpanned at him. "Really? Ah, you're killing me."

"Fine, maybe I did get the message but I'm looking out for my friend."

"Yeah, just like you're looking out for Dae when it's none of your business."

"Y/N, this isn't your business either."

You huffed. "You're damn right it isn't but for some reason, I get dumped with all of it and it's a hassle to carry so many drama when it doesn't even involve me."

"Just go away then!" he snapped at you. "If it's that hard to deal with."

Your jaw clenched as you stayed still, glaring at one another. You scoffed once more and left his room without adding anything else. It took you aback when you heard him follow you. The other guys had already left so only Q remained in the living room. That made arguing less embarrassing.

"Y/N." You stopped and waited for him to continue. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean that."

You went to hide in your room and you heard him sighed in defeat. You didn't know what was up with him today but it only confirmed to you that you wanted nothing to do with him.

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[i-arch-my-backula]

My Valentine: Harry Warden x gn reader

So this is a kind of short and nothing too serious. I just wanted to put something out for Valentines day before the day passes. I might make a part two for this but I'll hopefully have more Valentines day stuff for y'all soon.

Themes: Angst?

Warnings: Home invasion, drugging, murder mentions, slight swearing

It was a stupid dare. A stupid dare that you should have never done in the first place. Your friends convinced you to go to the mines in your town and go down in them with nothing but a flashlight. You wanted to refuse but you knew you’d get shit for it if you didn’t do it. 

Now here you are. Walking down a dark mine tunnel with a flashlight in hand, trying to go deep enough to find a piece of coal to prove to your friends you actually went down there. Every creak, every groan of the wooden beams, every micro sonic noise you hear makes your body tense and mind ache with the effort of not running right back up to your friends. You finally reach low enough to find a piece of coal and you quickly pick it up, turning around and walking back towards the tunnel. You point your flashlight ahead as you speed through the mines. 

“Happy Valentines day Y/N, we know you’re single so we’ll hang out with you but you have to go into a dangerous mine and do a stupid dare.” You mumble to yourself in a bit of a bitter tone. But up in the distance a figure emerges from an alcove. You stop walking and point your flashlight down. They’re far from you, but you can tell they’re a miner, probably someone who forgot to go up earlier in the day. 

“Oh I’m sorry.” You say, trying to think of a way to explain yourself being down here, holding nothing but a piece of coal and a flashlight. You stuff the coal in your jacket pocket and clear your throat. “My uh boyfriend lost his wallet down here earlier and I went and got it for him. I hope you don’t mind me being down here. I wasn’t trying to pull anything, I promise.” You say, hoping whoever this is doesn’t call your bluff and get the police involved. You start to walk forwards again but the person doesn’t move from where they stand. 

Eventually, as you walk up within 20 feet of him he ducks back into the alcove. You pause, look around, then walk forward even faster. You peer into the alcove once you reach it but find nothing waiting for you there. You let out a breath from deep inside your chest before you point your flashlight ahead and get back to walking up the mine. 

But that man reminds you of that story from town. The man who went crazy in that mine in the 50’s and he went on a killing spree. You’re unsure what happened to him but his name. You can’t remember his name. You just shrug it off and sigh, getting closer and closer to the entrance.

Later that night you’re finally back at your house later that night. You turn on the light to the kitchen and walk in, sliding off your shoes and coat before you make your way further into the house. Soon you pick up on a strange smell. Something earthy and sour. You try to follow the smell but it’s not strong enough to come off in one central direction, so it’s probably just your clothes smelling funny after being down in the mines that night. 

You make your way upstairs into your bathroom and you turn on the shower when you hear a noise downstairs. You open the bathroom door and look down the stairs. It’s probably just your cat. But you hear it again, then again, and again. It sounds like something tapping against wood. You turn off the shower and slowly walk back downstairs. 

“Kitty? Kitty kitty.” You say, walking around downstairs trying to find the source of the knocking. After walking around aimlessly for a couple of minutes you finally find that the noise is coming from a closet. The silly cat must have gotten itself stuck in there. You sigh with a soft smile and shake your head. “Oh alright kitty I’ll get you out.” You say, walking over to the closet. You open the door but when you look at the ground you don’t see a cat waiting for you, you see a pair of large boots, then, looking up, you see the man they’re attached to, the man you saw in the mines. 

You’re stuck frozen for a moment as you just stare up at him. You can hear his breathing through the gas mask he’s wearing, the lens's darken to the point you can’t see his eyes behind them. The initial shock starts to wear off and you slowly back up as he starts to follow after you. You shake your head and turn, running away from him as fast as you can and over to your front door, practically breaking the handle from the door as you thrash it open and sprint out of it. 

You don’t even bother to check if he’s behind you as you run out to your car to find a human heart sitting on top of it, the words ‘Be mine forever’ written out on the hood of your car with blood. 

You suppress the urge to vomit and you shake your head before you see him making his way back over to you. You freeze up again momentarily before you start to run, looking around and trying to find another way back to town, not fully processing the cold, harsh ground on your bare feet. 

“Stay away from me! Stay away you fucker!” You shout back at the man chasing you. You keep running for a good couple of moments before you turn around and see that he’s gone, and it’s quiet. All you can hear is the beating of your heart deep inside your ears. You look around for a moment again before you start to run back to your house. You get inside and slam the door shut again. You rush over to your phone and try to dial 911 but your hands are too shaky to fully connect to the keys. 

“God damn it! Come on!” You shout desperately, trying to force your fingers down on the keys, your heart beat still ringing in your ears, stopping you from hearing the footsteps coming up behind you. You’re unable to stop yourself as an arm wraps around your torso and pulls you against a body. You know who it is. It’s him. Then the legend comes back to you, the miner from the 50’s. 

“Harry Warden.” You say to yourself breathlessly. Before you’re able to do anything else he shoves something that tastes like chocolate with a bitter medicine liquid taste in your mouth. You start to thrash and struggle against him but it’s no use as your body grows tired and limp against him. The last thing you remember being carried off bridal style by him. 

[bonny-kookoo]

Yoongi

Lock Me Up | Found

He promised.

Tags/Warnings: Detective Agust D my friends, Criminal Kitty!Reader, hybrid Yoongi, mentions of violence, kidnapping, major angst, fluff?

Length: Drabble

There is no taglist for this fic

A/N: now stop trying to ruin their happiness thanks

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Where could you be?

Police forces are out looking for any trace of you- his home already having been checked as well as your usual spots you'd be at during the day. But there's nothing. You've vanished without a trace, and Yoongi doesn't even have a clue who could've taken you in the first place. There's really nothing to gain from you other than maybe money- but in that case, someone would need to know your value first, and the people you're connected to. No one just randomly kidnaps someone and hopes their family can pay what they want.

It doesn't make sense.

And the number you told him? He doesn't know if it's complete, or if you got interrupted. He's got no clue what you meant by it, doesn't know what he's supposed to do with it- but it must be important if you say it to him. You're smart- much smarter than one might think, and he personally believes you're not even aware of it yourself. The streets have taught you a lot of things that can keep you alive in a situation like this-

so he hopes you'll use that knowledge until he finds you.

He's walking down the street on the edge of town where a patrolling officer seems to be arguing with an elderly lady, her dog on a leash barking, especially when Yoongi walks closer. He tends to have an effect on animals- though one look from his eyes seems to shut the small dog up. He hasn't been wearing his covering contact lenses in a long time now-

he's embracing who he is these days, much of it thanks to you.

"What's going on here?" Yoongi asks, the patrolling officer sighs, as the lady interrupts him, giving him no chance to fill the detective in.

"That constant banging noise is what's wrong!" The lady whines. "Every day, every night, bang bang bang, it's driving me mad!" She complains.

"Where is it coming from?" Yoongi sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. He's got better things to worry about than a noise complaint from a pensioned post-menopausal woman in her late 50's.

"Apartment 265, right above mine!" She says. "I don't know what that guy is up to these days but he should really think about his neighbors-" She rants, and Yoongis eyes sharpen.

"Which apartment?" He presses suddenly, cutting her off- and even she seems startled about his reaction.

"..265?" She answers a lot more quietly now, and Yoongi draws his weapon at that.

"You, ask her about any information she has about whoever lives in that apartment. I want a name, I want a description, I want when he leaves the apartment and what fucking shoesize he wears if she knows it!" he barks at the young officer, before he dashes into the apartment complex, running the stairs instead of taking the elevator to be faster.

Of course.

"He sold catnip laced with other drugs and baking soda." You'd laughed, looking at him upside down as you lazed around on his bed while he washed the dishes. "He wasn't too happy I basically snitched on him and told everyone about it. He was pissed!" You had told him.

"Try not to make anymore enemies from now on though." Yoongi had sighed. "Someone's gonna kidnap you one day, I'm gonna have to shoot someone, and that's a shit-ton of paperwork." He's told you, joking mostly.

"But you'd come and save me, wouldn't you?" You'd teased-

and he'd smiled, simply nodded in confirmation.

"Promise?" You ask him, and he sighs, before he turns around to walk closer to you, kissing your upside-down face with a stoic expression- but eyes filled with love.

"Promise.

He doesn't even knock or anything, simply shoots the door to unlock it, before he enters with the by now familiar phrase announcing his presence to whoever might be inside the apartment. The first thing he notices is the stench of garbage and sweetness, before the tiny flies seem to attack him as he looks around the apartment, searching for anybody.

And there he is, a man dressed in dirty sweatpants and an equally soiled sleeveless shirt, looking at him with angry eyes. "Should've known you hybrid rats stick together." He grunts, as Yoongi points the weapon on him, multiple officers entering the apartment behind himself, making sure the surrounding area is under control.

"Where is she?" Yoongi wants to know, walking closer with the gun still drawn.

"What part of her would you like?" The man sickly jokes, and Yoongi doesn't waste a second to shoot right next to the guy into the stained couch, visibly startling him.

"The next is gonna land right between your legs and trust me-" The detective growls, "-My aim is great." he threatens.

"Detective Min!" Someone calls instead, and Yoongi's attention is taken away as he runs towards the room he's been called to.

And right there, in the bathtub, there's you- wide eyed and bruised- a thick and clumsily wrapped cloth around your thigh stained in what he assumes must be old blood, but you're alive.

You're alive.

The moment he bends down to get closer, something seems to happen within you, as you scramble up to reach him first, wrapping your entire body and every available limb around him, even your tail- and he's never held you so tightly than now, finally breathing again as your scent is all around him once more. "You're okay." He reassures you- or maybe more so himself.

"You found me." You whimper into his chest, frantically scenting him. "You came.!" You say, and he nods.

"Of course." He tells you, uncaring of anybody in this moment as he just runs his hand over your back.

"I promised, didn't I?"

[ericshoney]

The Boyz Masterlist

Sangyeon

~  Cat and Mouse (Oneshot) (Yandere)

~ Happy birthday Mr leader (Oneshot)

~ “Who the fuck put mistletoe here!” (Oneshot)

Jacob

~ Hide and seek (Oneshot) (yandere)

Younghoon

~ Let’s guess baking! (Oneshot)

~ Quickie (Oneshot) (SMUT) (Part 2)

Hyunjae

~Sweet smell (Oneshot) (Yandere)

~ Not so cocky now (Oneshot) (SMUT)

Juyeon,

~ Fight for your love (Oneshot)

~ Brother!Juyeon (Headcannon)

~ Hands (Oneshot) (SMUT)

~ My Hero (Oneshot)

~Sweet smell (Oneshot) (Yandere)

~ Picture Perfect (Oneshot) (Yandere) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Final)

~ The Model (Oneshot)

Kevin

~ Dark Love (Oneshot) (Yandere)

~ "Who are you drawing?" "Ngh- No one!" (Oneshot)

New (Chanhee)

~ Fashionista (Oneshot)

~ Loving friend (Oneshot) (Yandere)

Q, (Changmin)

~ Best friends bro (Oneshot) (SMUT)

~ Secret obsession (Oneshot) (Yandere)

~ Step brother (Oneshot) (Yandere)

Haknyeon

~ "Do you want to build a snowman~" (Oneshot)

Sunwoo

~ Best friends forever (Oneshot)

~ Brother!Sunwoo (Headcannon)

~ Tattoo boy (Oneshot)

~ Silly Kitty (Oneshot) (SMUT)

~ Stalker Boy (Oneshot) (Yandere) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Final)

Eric

~ Gentle touch (Oneshot) (SMUT)

~ “Hey, I don’t know you but, can you pretend to be my boyfriend?” (Oneshot)

~ A night in (Oneshot) (SMUT)

~ Movie time (Oneshot)

~ The Spy (Oneshot) (Yandere)

~ Double Trouble (Oneshot)

~ What he doesn't know (Oneshot) (SMUT)

All members

~ Snow day (Oneshot)

~ My professors (Oneshot) (Yandere) (part 2)

~ Their singer (Oneshot) (Yandere)

~ Let’s Play - The Boyz. An eleven member mafia group. Dangerous. Manipulative. Mad as a Hatter. Just a few words to describe the criminals. The police have given up chasing them after many failed attempts. The Boyz being too powerful. What happens when two girls just want a little fun and decide to play some games with the most dangerous mafia? (Masterlist) (Complete)

~ The Bad Boyz - Jade Song is the new girl. She has to face new school with new faces. Most of them are friendly faces but what happens when she gets wrapped up with the schools bad boys and one just happens to catch her eyes. (Masterlist) (Complete)

~ Under the moonlight - In a dark, twisted world of werewolves, four omega friends live out their lives peacefully, just trying to blend in. What happens when the four come across a group of betas and alphas? Throwing them deeper into the dark, dangerous world?  (Masterlist) (Complete)

~ Watch it - Ivy and Storm, two girls who run a small drug business, with the help of a few other friends. What happens when the girls learn that the dangerous, crazy and manipulative mafia group, The Boyz, are being set free from prison? (Masterlist) (Complete)

~ Thrill Ride ~ In which a young girl receives a strange letter and is soon thrown into the world of street racing with some overprotective men. (Masterlist) (Complete)

[altoace]

Part 2 of me finally using the incorrect quotes I have saved.

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

Kitty, banging on door: Rogue, open up!

Rogue: It all started when I was a kid…

Kitty: No, I meant—

Kurt: Let her finish.

— — — — —

Kitty: What is toothpaste, if not bone soup?

Rogue: Existence is a prison and being your friend is maximum security.

— — — — —

Amara: What was it like living with the Brotherhood?

Tabitha: Imagine living with completely civilized, responsible, mature people.

Amara: Okay.

Tabitha: Now throw that idea out the window.

— — — — —

Mystique: You’re standing on thin ice.

Tabitha: I’m standing on the floor.

Mystique: It’s an expression.

Tabitha: It’s a carpet.

— — — — —

Kurt: Where there is smoke, there is a fire. And where there is a fire, there is probably Tabitha.

— — — — —

*during Joyride*

Scott: That was a very successful mission.

Kitty: But we lost Lance back there!

Rogue: Yes, a very successful mission.

— — — — —

Rogue: I have 98 problems.

Kitty: The song is 99 Problems.

Rogue: I try to talk to you about my problems, and you want to talk about a song?

Kitty:

— — — — —

Kitty: What if I press the break and gas at the same time?

Evan: The car takes a screenshot.

Scott: For the last time, get the fuck out!

— — — — —

Kurt: What’s it like being tall?

Kurt: Is it nice?

Kurt: Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards?

Scott: We live in constant fear of the short ones who, in my experience, will climb 4 chairs, 2 boxes, a small coffee table, and 6 oddly placed stools to get what they want.

Kitty: It was one time!

— — — — —

Pietro: Someone is after me, and I have no idea who.

Lance: Do you have any suspects?

Pietro: No, it could be anyone.

Lance: It couldn’t be anyone; it would have to be someone you’ve upset.

Pietro:

Lance:

Lance: Actually, you’re right — it could be anyone.

— — — — —

Todd: {swings bat at Kurt, but misses}

Kurt: Strike one.

Todd: That’s not how this works!

Todd: {swings and misses again}

Kurt: Strike two. One more and you’re out.

Todd, under his breath: Fuck.

— — — — —

Kurt: Just be yourself; say something nice!

Rogue: Which one? I can’t do both.

— — — — —

Logan, smugly: When I was your age—

Scott: When I was your height.

Logan:

Logan: Now listen here, you little shit—

— — — — —

Kitty, Kurt, and Evan: What would you say if we did this thing?

Scott: Do not!! Do not do that!

Kitty, Kurt, and Evan:

Kitty, Kurt, and Evan: What would you say if we did this thing twenty minutes ago?

— — — — —

Scott: I just felt a burst of energy, and I think it’s my body’s last hurrah before it shuts down completely.

— — — — —

Kitty: I’d roast you, but Scott says you can’t burn trash.

Kitty: {slow-mo walks out of the room}

— — — — —

Kurt: When’s the last time you slept?

Scott: Uh…a few days ago, I think.

Kurt: A few—how many?!

Scott: Uh…{starts counting on fingers}…I need more fingers.

Kurt: What you need is sleep!

— — — — —

Kurt: Rogue punched me earlier and gave me a bruise.

Evan: Congrats, you have a sibling.

Kurt: Wow, I feel so inspired and comforted right now.

Evan: You probably had it coming.

Kurt: Okay, yeah, probably.

— — — — —

Kitty: Sorry it took me so long to bail you out of jail.

Lance: No, it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have used my one phone call to prank call the police.

— — — — —

Rogue: Self-defense tip!

Rogue: Always carry a fork with you.

Rogue: If someone tries attacking you, take it out and shout “LORD THANK YOU FOR THIS MEAL” before maniacally running at them.

Rogue: Works every time.

— — — — —

Pietro: If you’re happy and you know it, clap your hands!

Wanda:

Wanda: {slaps him two times instead}

— — — — —

Rogue, wearing Scott’s shades: How do I look?

Scott, eyes closed: I have no idea.

— — — — —

Pietro: Can I sit on your lap?

Lance, glaring: I fucking dare you.

Pietro: Now this, this is where my life peaks, possibly where it ends, HOWEVER—

— — — — —

Reporter: Currently, four teenagers are hanging off of a three-story building! They look like they’re about to fall at any moment!

Logan, sitting at the table with Ororo, eating breakfast: Man, there are reckless idiots out this early?

*the TV shows a shot of Rogue, Scott, Kurt, and Evan hanging from the edge of the building; Jean and Kitty can slightly be seen standing on the street in front of the building, clearly worried; Scott is having Evan and Kurt hold on to his arms, and Rogue is flipping off the camera*

Ororo: {spits out her tea}

Logan, wide-eyed: Oh man…those are our idiots!

[jazzthatonewriterchick]

HERE, KITTY, KITTY (18+ Fic)

Pairing: Aizawa x Black!Catgirl!Reader

Synopsis: In which you find yourself in the weirdest predicament after you’re scooped up and taken to a cat cafe after you decide to take the streets to fight some crime, and you’re adopted by your very anti-social and hot coworker Aizawa aka Eraserhead.

Story Warnings: Smutty Smut, 18+ (MINORS GET AWAY), Swearing, Adult!Reader, Ear and Tail Stroking, Light Degradation, Spanking, Exhibitionism, Multiple Positions, Creampie, Unprotected PIV Sex, Facial, Scent Play, Collaring, Deepthroat, Cunnilingus, Begging, Edgeplay, Power Play, Rope Play/Shibari, Master Kink, Some Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Some Action

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Writer’s Note: I decided to drop the last five chapters to this story at once cuz I'll be EXTREMELY busy with my summer job & I'm also working on a new fic. Thank you all so, so, soooo much for the love on this story! I had so much fun writing it. I'll be writing some brand new shit soon! Stay safe! -Jazz

Read on AO3 here!

Other Chapters: One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen. Nineteen. Twenty. Twenty-One. Twenty-Two. Twenty-Three. Twenty-Four. Twenty-Five.

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TWENTY-ONE.

“I’m so glad to see you back after being away for so long, Shouta. We were all so worried!” 

Aizawa side-eyes his friend as he slurps down his spicy ramen. “Nemuri, it’s only been two weeks,” he mumbles. Not to mention it was Nezu’s idea that I take off as long as the doctor wanted despite the fact that I had non-life-threatening injuries.”

Even as he says this his ribcage burns as if telling him to go fuck himself for that statement. However, the medicine the doctor gave him to take has eased the pain, taking the burning from wild forest fire to campfire. 

It has been two weeks since Aizawa was put in the hospital. After days of X-rays, examinations, eating semi-good hospital food, and snuggling with Eri in his hospital bed because she refused to leave, he was finally released.

The doctor gave him ointment medicine to apply to his scalp and pill medicine for his ribcage. “Also, make sure you change your bandages every three days,” he said while Aizawa signed his release forms. “It’s important that your skin is clean. And make sure you stay away from any rigorous activity for at least another week. And also…” 

The doctor ended up giving Aizawa a list of 'what to dos' and 'what not to dos'. He made sure to give Principal Nezu, the police chief, and the HPSC the rundown of the doctor’s orders.

The HPSC was less than happy about him not being able to kick ass for the next week, but he could care less about that. For all he cared, they could try to make another Eraserhead if they wanted him so bad.

But they can be happy that he decided to still participate in patrols; just not in person. He’d be sitting with the police department and other pro heroes to discuss potential threats and how to handle them. He would give anything to handle them himself, but he’d rather save his energy for recovering. After all, his little girl needs him healthy. 

“How’s Eri doing?” Nemuri asks as Mic sits down with some iced tea. “Is she taking this well?”

Aizawa nods, dabbing at his mouth with a napkin. “We’ve talked and I explained to her what happened, but she’s taking it well. She’s adapting well to the little apartment Nezu offered to house us in since our dorm is now a crime scene.” 

Today, a Monday, is his first day back to work. He was released last Friday evening and argued with literally everybody (the doctor, the nurses, Mic) before he drove himself and Eri to their new temporary apartment. It is a nice little place near a park and littered with dogs, much to Eri’s liking, and only ten minutes away from UA by car.

While Aizawa was recovering in the hospital, Nezu had every item moved into the apartment–furniture; appliances, clothes, etc. “You don’t have to worry about thing!” he cheerfully told Aizawa when he visited him in the hospital. “Just worry about recovering.” 

Though the apartment is much bigger than his dorm, Aizawa can't help but feel out of place. And angry. He felt nothing but rage when he visited his dorm early this morning before work and saw the door taped in yellow police tape.

“Idiot wanna-be villain,” he huffs into his lunch. “Fuckin’ up my life.” 

“Hey.” Mic’s voice is stern but his eyes are soft. “None of that. The most important thing is that you’re still here with us.” He takes off his glasses to clean them, revealing the dark circles under his eyes.

Aizawa immediately feels immense guilt for complaining. He can’t imagine how much he’s worried Mic. He’s been at the hospital with Aizawa almost every day, tending to him and watching over Eri while Aizawa slept. 

“Oh, and before I get…” Mic stands up to retrieve something from his jacket pocket. He then hands it to Aizawa who scowls down at the neatly-folded card.

He opens it, finding “Welcome Back, Sensei!” written in big, bold letters and surrounded by hearts drawn with red markers. His eyes move over the card, reading each signature written inside the card of different names.

“From your Class A1 kids,” Mic chuckles as Nemuri coos. “They went around and had faculty sign too.” 

Aizawa doesn’t respond, too overcome with emotion at each name he finds. Most of them are from many of his visitors. Besides Nezu and Mic, over the past two weeks, he has also been visited by Nemuri, a few of his fellow pro heroes, the police chief, and half of his classroom kids. He had to tell Mina to get out because she kept crying. He doesn't doubt that this was her and the A1 girls’ idea. 

He smirks, still searching through each name for one in particular…but when he doesn’t find it, his smile fades. Of all people, he finds the janitor’s name but not yours! The disappointment that blooms inside of him is overwhelming and pushes the card away.

“What?” Mic asks, panicking. “What’s wrong? Did Bakugou scribble Midoriya’s name out? I told him not to do that!” 

Aizawa shakes his head. “No, it’s just…“Y/N’s name isn’t in here.”

Mic’s eyes widen as big as saucers while Nemuri doesn’t look all that shocked. “It’s not?!” he practically shouts. He snatches the card up and proceeds to search for your signature. 

Aizawa tries to push the disappointment he feels away but it’s not going anywhere. You have been on his mind for two weeks, ever since that strange night with Toyama.

You’ve barely called or texted him. You’ve never come to visit him, not even when you sent him flowers. They were delivered to him one random Saturday morning, so beautiful and pink. There was a card attached to them that read, “Feel better and I’m sorry - Y/N.” 

He wasn't too sure what you were apologizing for. Perhaps you still felt guilty for what happened with Toyoma?

Even more confusing, he still isn’t sure how you got into his dorm that night before Mic and the others. Part of him still wants to believe that it was just a hallucination, but if Mic said he saw you, there is no denying you were there.

But how? And why haven’t you visited him? Why haven’t you spoken to him at all? Maybe you’re too afraid or feel guilty? Should he make the first move? Would you even want him to? He’s thought about doing it so many times in the quiet of the night when he misses you. 

He just doesn’t understand: ‘What went wrong?’ he laments in thought. 

Aizawa grips his spoon, nearly bending it. He doesn’t want to feel played or abandoned by you, but dammit, it is so hard not to. How could you spend so many months making him believe you felt the same romantic feelings he does about you, and then just drop him?

“Something on your mind, Shouta?” Nemuri asks, startling him out of his thoughts. Her gaze is soft and tender as she stares at him from across the table. “Don’t shut us out, darling. We’re your friends. Have you and Y/N been okay lately?” 

Mic looks up from the card, his attention now on Aizawa. The pro sighs, realizing there’s no way out of his. “I wouldn’t know,” he wryly replies. “She hasn’t really spoken to me since my dorm was turned into a fuckin’ war zone. She sent flowers to the hospital room, but she never visited or called. I’m startin’ to think I just dreamed that whole week prior where we were okay and…” 

Talking. Flirting. Making good love. Dating. 

He looks away from his friends, not wanting to see the pity in their eyes or have them see the hurt in his. “It was stupid,” he sighs despite his heart breaking in two. “I knew this wouldn’t work between us. I probably scared her off because now she understands what I do as a hero and the risks of it.”

Quietly, he takes a sip of his ramen to give his hands something to do instead of shaking or possibly punching a hole in the wall. 

He becomes acutely aware that the break room has suddenly gotten too quiet. He looks up to find Nemuri and Mic giving him a shared look that makes him feel like an alien. He puts his spoon down.

“Okay, unless I really do look awful with these bruises, you’d better stop lookin’ at me like that,” he grumbles. 

But they don’t stop. They continue to give him those weird looks that make him want to burst out of his skin. Like something is wrong.

“What?” he demands. 

They each share a look that is less than comforting to Aizawa before turning back to face him. “We need to tell you something,” Mic replies, and those words send shivers down Aizawa’s spine. 

*********

Shouta: Hey. Meet me outside on campus, under the cherry blossom trees near your side  *Read 9:23 PM 

Aizawa stands by them now, feeling less than mystified or overcome with adoration for the gorgeous, pink, blooming trees that sway in the early June breeze.

He remembers how you looked under them–just as beautiful as the trees, pink petals in your hair and on your ears. He thought the world of you then. 

Now that he knows the truth, he isn’t too sure. He isn't even sure if he wants to believe all of it. He just can’t believe you would lie to his face for months.

And not just himself but Eri too–a little girl! One who is so trusting of others. He began to trust you with her feelings and her heart after seeing how you treated her. You were always so kind and generous; so sweet and open.

‘It just can’t be,’ he thinks as he watches the trees sway. ‘She wouldn’t lie to me like this. She couldn’t…’ 

That was all he could think when Nemuri and Mic broke the news to him on their lunch break. They served it to him flat out to him, telling him everything about you that wasn’t about you being Night Claw.

The first thing he did was burst into laughter. It was too ridiculous! You? Pretending to be the cat he adopted for Eri? It just wasn't realistic in his eyes.

“No,” he chuckled incredulously. “No, you two are just tryin’ to cheer me up. That was a good one though.” 

He went back to slurping on his ramen but paused when Nemuri and Mic continued to give him those solemn stares. His stomach dropped when he realized they were dead-ass serious.

“No,” he said again, grit in his tone. “You’re bullshittin’ me. Tell me you’re bullshittin’ me.” 

Nemuri slowly shook her head. “I’m afraid not,” she sighed sadly. “She told us herself what she was doing just last week. It’s been happening since March apparently.” 

March? Aizawa nearly blew a gasket. You’ve been doing this since early spring and they knew about it? “So you’ve known this for over a week and never thought to tell me?” he growled, irked. “Even when you knew I was seein’ her?” 

Mic put a hand on Nemuri’s shoulder, silently telling her to let him handle it. “It wasn’t our place to tell you, Shouta. Believe me, we both wanted to, but we figured we’d let Y/N give you an explanation, especially since you were dating her at the time she told us.”

He took off his glasses, revealing his worried, green orbs. “Plus, you were so happy with her and I didn’t want to see you go back to your old, brooding, lonely self! Yes, it was wrong, but we love you, Sho, and we love Eri, too. Your happiness is all we care about.” 

Nemuri nodded, agreeing. “We’re only telling you this now because we love you so much and we know how guilty Y/N feels about this. That’s why she isn’t talking.” 

Aizawa stared down at his ramen, his appetite suddenly gone. He felt dizzy like the world is spinning. The disappointment and betrayal he felt in his body increased with every passing second he thought of you and started putting the pieces together one by one.

Now he understands why you were in his dorm already before Mic and the others that night when Toyoma attacked him. You had been in there all night, snuggling with him; playing with him; purring against him as he aimlessly vented about his problems. 

He’s told you so much about his feelings for you without even realizing it. He’s peeled back every layer to himself in those quiet nights with you on his lap, thinking you were just a cat who couldn’t understand the English language.

He was wrong. He was so, so stupidly wrong.

“But…but I don’t understand,” he weakly said, staring down at his hands. “Why would she do this? Why didn’t she tell me?” 

Nemuri put a dainty, manicured hand on his arm. “From what she told us, she saw how happy she made you and Eri when she was pretending to be your pet, so she felt obligated to continue it. I don’t think she ever meant to hurt you, Shouta.” 

Anger suddenly rose within Aizawa. Anger at being lied to again, and having his daughter be a part of it. “Well, she has,” he responded, enraged. “She has hurt me.”

Nemuri nodded, soothingly stroking his arm. “And you have every reason to be hurt,” she softly said. “But you also need to hear her out. She’s not a bad person, Shouta.” 

Aizawa scoffs to himself now. Not a bad person? He’s having trouble believing that. As he went through the rest of work and finally went to his dorm to figure this shit out, he felt even more like you aren’t at all what he thought you were. Your secrets prove it.

And when Nemuri came to him later that afternoon with chocolate for Eri and a message for him, he knew he had the chance to confront you face to face.

“She texted me,” she explained, leaning against the doorway. “She’s heading out tonight at 8 PM. If you call her, you can wait for her to come back to campus then.”

And so, after gaining the courage, he texted you to meet him outside the faculty building on your dorm side. You had texted him back an “ok” which made his heart leap in anticipation. He now had the chance to see you for himself. To get some answers from you. He deserves this and so does Eri. 

As he leans against the brick wall of the building, he turns towards the street and instantly spots the little black cat he’s grown to love tottering up the bricked walking path. His stomach instantly drops. ‘Please don’t be true,’ he pleads. ‘Please, please, don’t be true.’ 

As the little cat gets closer, he presses himself against the wall and holds his breath, keeping quiet. The cat suddenly stops and stands perfectly still for a moment before a blinding light overtakes their little body.

When he suddenly sees you materialize out of the light in your human form, he can hardly believe his eyes. He especially can’t believe that you’re in your Night Claw outfit, heeled boots and all. Which means it is true. You’ve been lying to him. 

Aizawa moves away from the wall to reveal himself to you. When your big, brown eyes meet his they go wide with shock and fear like a deer caught in headlights. He also figures you just about pissed yourself seeing him waiting for you in the darkness.

“I knew it,” he says, disappointment in his voice. “I didn’t wanna believe it, but I knew deep down something was off.” 

You continue to gape at him, looking small despite your bold outfit. You open your mouth to perhaps protest or beg for forgiveness, but Aizawa puts a hand up to stop you.

“And before you say anything, Nemuri and Mic told me everything,” he growls. “So don’t try to get yourself out of this or fight me like you did when I found out you were Night Claw.” 

You slowly take off your helmet, revealing your beautiful face beat with makeup, your plump lips coated in red lipstick. “S-Shouta,” you softly stutter. “Please, let me explain–” 

“Explain what?” he sharply asks, startling you. “Why you’ve been lying to Eri and me for almost three months with this shit? Why you’ve been pretending this whole time? How you managed to make me fall for you even when you were lying right to my face?” 

You stare up at him with wide, frightened eyes. Though he feels horrible for speaking to you so harshly, he knows that you deserve it.

Now he knows why you didn’t visit him at the hospital. You were scared that you would be found out. Is that what you do? Do you run away from responsibility and the truth every time things get too hot for you?

“I let you into my home,” he continues, ice dripping from his voice. “I shared so many private things with you. Secrets I wouldn’t even tell Mic!” You fiddle with your helmet, staring at the ground in shame. “I-I know,” you weakly say. 

He gapes at you, angered and feeling utterly betrayed. “Oh, you know?” he scoffs. “So, what, that’s just alright with you?” You shake your head, your eyes becoming glassy and wet. “No, I–“ 

“When were you planning on tellin’ me this?” he hisses, squinting accusingly at you. Or did you just wanna see how far you could get before you outed me as a fool?” 

That seems to be the breaking point for you because you toss your helmet aside, not caring if it breaks. “Shouta, I never wanted to hurt you!” you blurt, emotion straining your words. He is taken aback by your outburst; especially the tears that begin to drip down your pretty face.

“I swear that I was going to tell you and I’ve tried so many times, but when you finally started talking to me, I was so afraid of losing the relationship we had.” 

Your bottom lip wobbles and your face contorts as you begin to fully cry standing in front of him. “And then when we kissed that night…I wanted to tell you then, but I didn’t want to lose you. Or Eri.”

Your body begins to visibly shake as you hang your head in shame. “I saw how happy I was making you both and I just wanted to be a part of that,” you sob. “I just wanted to be closer to you. I didn’t want to hurt or deceive either of you, I swear!” 

You begin to sniffle and sob, your body trembling. Aizawa gapes at you, not sure how to react to this. He’s never seen you cry before. “I-I’m s-so, so s-sorry," you stutter through your anguished sobs. “I’m so sorry, Shouta!” 

His arms ache to hold you; comfort you. He wants to tell you everything will be okay and that he forgives you. He could never hate you.

“Kitty,” he murmurs longingly, reaching out to touch you. He is fortunately stopped when his phone rings. Irked, he begrudgingly pulls it out and finds a text from the police chief. 

“Fuck,” he hisses. “That’s the police chief. I’m needed downtown to discuss a villain attack.” 

Now he really regrets still participating in patrols for the police department, especially when you stand there, looking so small and vulnerable with your mascara running. “I’m sorry, Y/N,” he softly says. “We can talk about this later.”

Before you can even protest or agree, he leaves you standing in the middle of the UA campus, not once turning back around. 

Slowly, you pick up your helmet and begin to walk back to your dorm but the sound of footsteps stops you.

You whirl around, hoping to find Aizawa, but you find Nemuri standing there in her silk nightgown and slippers. She doesn’t look angry or disappointed; just sad. “Honey,” she empathetically says. 

That’s all she has to say to make you crumble and run to her where she wraps you up in her arms and her vanilla-scented body mist.

You sob against her chest as you cling to her, feeling like she is the only thing you have left that hasn’t gone to shit now. 

[pavedinashes-if]

(Based on the last ask)

How would the ROs feel about the MC step mom and dad?

Ha, this is some hot spoiler sh*t. I'll answer as vaguely as possible. This are the ROs responses to your parents' comments - hope that's ok. (1) is their opinion on your Step-Mom and what she thinks of you two (2) is their opinion on your Dad and what he thinks of you two

Your Neighbour - Samual / Samantha (Police Officer), 25 years old (1)"It's fine, I get it. Nobody wants their child to be a widow/er one day because of some job choice." (2)"I appreciate it and will make sure to give it my best to not be an idiot out there, ok?"

Your Ex - Felix / Felicia (Rich Kid), 20 years old (1)"Ha! HA! HA! I told ya she loves me! And awww... *pats your head* such a good boy/girl for coming back to me. Of course I couldn't say No to those puppy eyes, could I?" (2)"Such a shame, really, but I'll make sure to conquer his heart in no time - watch out daddy H, I'm comin' for your big fat fluffy heart."

Your New Foe - Alex (Lawyer), 25 years old (1)"I am not the slightest bit surprised." (2)*takes a deep breath and doesn't comment."

Your Best Friend (Photographer), 23 years old (1)"Ouch, damn your ol' lady has some claws on her. Good thing I am a kitty tamer." *winks at you* (2)"What can I say..." *presses lips together and blushes*

Your New Friend - Xavier (Musician), 22 years old (1)"Tsk, oh I'll write a song about her and it will go viral and she won't like the contents of it..." (2)"Realllyyy? OMG, for sure, VIP tickets and guest list and free drinks and whatever he wishes... dad fans are the best! I swear."

Your Childhood Friend - Bianca (Student), 19 years old (1) "Oh wow, that is so rude. I'm happy you don't have her charms, seriously." *looks hurt* (2) "Totes, tell him I will bring him some of the cookies from my mom that he always loved. Believe me they got better each year. Well, I mean, she is making them each year, like, at least 20 times...they should be better...oh no I am babblin' sorry..." *blushes*

Your Rival - Laurenz / Laura (Pro Skater), 21 years old (1) "Fuck her!" (2) "That...is weird."

Your Best Friend's BF/GF - Francesco / Francesca (Model), 22 years old (1) "At least we can agree on the pretty face part." (2) *Just blink, then roll their eyes*

Your Boss - Dima / Dalia (Club Owner), 34 years old (1)"I am too old for this. Whatever your mommy thinks of me is..." *pretend to throw something over their shoulder* (2)"I appreciate his honesty, but...I don't care, you know?"

Your Doctor - Michael / Michaela, 29 years old (1) "I've heard this way too often, it's shocking." (2) *pretends to knock on your head* "Did I consider this properly...?"

Your Supplier - "Sparks" (Drug Dealer, they don't know officially), 24 years old (1)"I am sure I can find something in my little magical pouch that will help her losen up a bit." *looks at you* "What?" (2)"I like him. He's a good one."

A stranger - Paul / Paula, 38 years old (1)"That's what she said?" *he thinks for a while" "Good." (2)"And why exactly should I be bothered by his opinion?"

[happygirl2oo2]

Elementary Parallels

Gregson about Sherlock kidnapping and planning to intentionally kill the active serial murderer that killed someone he loved (which he didn't end up fully going through with, only beating him up for a bit in a way that would hurt but do no real harm before intentionally taking M to the police himself), s1ep13:

Watson: "Sherlock feels terribly about what happened. He'd tell you himself but you know how he is. What would it take for him to come back? Is it a matter of sitting it out or do you want a formal apology?" Gregson: "You sound like he took my favorite shirt without asking. Holmes planned to torture and murder somebody." Watson: "Sherlock thought that Moran murdered the woman he loved." Gregson: "Which makes it natural to think about paying him back. An employee of this department does not act on those impulses. Do you wanna know what Sherlock can do? Nothing. And if I had to bet, I'd say he's not even sorry. Now, I understand, you're worried about your client, you think that he needs this job to stay sober. I understand that. But he's broken, and he's broken in a way that has nothing to do with whether or not he's getting high."

Gregson about Kitty kidnapping and planning to intentionally kill the active serial rapist and murderer that terribly abused her 5 years ago (which she didn't end up fully going through with, ended up pouring strong acid on his face instead before intentionally revealing Gruner's location to the police), s3ep12 and s5ep15:

Sherlock, answering his phone: "Captain." Gregson: "We got him. Gruner. We've been trying to ping his cell phone for hours, but suddenly it came back on. We found him in a warehouse on Staten Island tied to a chair. At first, we thought someone had lit his head on fire, but the doctor said it was some kind of corrosive. Preliminary lab work says he is Jesse Laird's biological father, and Joan found a book stashed at his place. There are pictures in there that he's not gonna be able to explain. He's gonna wake up after a few hours, and right after I tell him he's under arrest, I'm gonna ask him who did this to him. Maybe it's a name I know. Maybe it isn't. Either way, I'm gonna have to go after them." Sherlock: "Understood." [cut to Sherlock and Kitty talking on the phone] Kitty: "There's some things I need to wrap up with the captain. I wanted you to know that this is the last time I'll be using this phone. Thought you'd want to verify that I really have gone to the airport this time."

Watson: "You want me and Kitty to talk to the captain?" Sherlock: "Is that a problem?" Kitty: "Yeah, Watson. Problem?" Watson: "You didn't just leave New York two years ago, you fled. You dunked some guy's head in a vat of acid." Kitty: "Del Gruner wasn't a "guy," he was a monster. All things considered, I'd say he got off easy. Watson: "All I'm saying is the captain knew it was you." Sherlock: "He suspected. Gruner never said a word about who marked him. Obviously, he didn't want to reveal his true connection to Kitty." Watson: "You really think that's gonna matter to the captain?" Kitty: "I wrote him a letter. The captain, after I got back. I didn't confess to anything… I knew that would put him in a spot… I just… apologized if I disappointed him. We're square." Sherlock: You heard her. They're square." [cut to Watson and Kitty in the police station] Watson: "You're sure about this?" Kitty: "Pretty sure." Watson: "What do you mean, you're pretty sure?" Kitty: "I mean, I'm reasonably certain he won't try to charge me with a two-year-old crime. 60/40. Ish." *Gregson spots Kitty, and immediately his face changes into looking pissed. She waves awkwardly and he begins walking toward her with what seems to be an angry face* Gregson: "Are you kidding me?" *stops in front of Kitty, then immediately his face changes into a happy and smiling one* "How come no one told me you were coming?" *proceeds to hug Kitty* Kitty, relieved: "It's sort of a long story, actually." Gregson: "Oh, yeah?" Kitty: "I could use your help." Gregson: "Okay, come on. We'll talk in my office." Watson: "Must've been one hell of a letter." Kitty: "Yep." *after explaining the case* Gregson: "I'll make some calls. You'll have all the help you need from the police in Jersey. But first, I'm gonna go find Marcus. I know he's gonna want to say hi to you."

Gregson about Hannah intentionally locating and killing the active serial murderer that killed someone she loved (which she fully went through with, before then intentionally disposing of Michael's dead body by putting it in the garbage with the help of a willing accomplice and only confessing to the crime to her cop father while being drunk), s6ep21:

Gregson: "How much do you know?" Sherlock: "Almost all of it. Michael was killed by a woman at the home of a man named Denny Mulgrew. An accomplice helped her dispose of the body: a man named Curtis Jenkins, father of Graham. I confess I don't know at what point you were drawn into the plot, but once you were, you realized that the killer could be undone by security footage recorded outside Mr. Jenkins' workplace, so you went there and you destroyed it. I spent the better part of today thinking that Michael's killer was Special Agent Mallick. But no. It's Hannah. Your daughter." Gregson: "Maddie wasn't just Hannah's roommate. She was her best friend. After Maddie's murder, Hannah took some time off. She was supposed to be getting her head together. Instead, she started looking into Rowan on her own. She dug in. She got to know all the people in his life. Including Denny Mulgrew. After she heard about what happened at your place, she got to thinking. He's not going to a hospital. He'd go to a guy like Mulgrew. So she played a hunch. She went to his place and staked it out. The next morning, after Mulgrew left, she found a way inside. She had her gun with her. But she thought that was too good for him, so she used her baton instead. Him calling Joan's name-- she never heard that. And she sure as hell didn't know the whole thing was being recorded." Sherlock: "So, when did she make you an accessory?" Gregson: "Couple hours later, I got a call from a friend of mine who owns a bar. He said Hannah was there and that she was in bad shape. So I went there, got her into my car. And that's when she told me everything." Sherlock: "You have to tell the FBI." Gregson: "I can't. No. Hannah's a cop. She can't go to prison."

[starjxsung]

hi angel <3

how are you doing? you’re so strong, you know that right? i’m so sorry to hear what happened to you. humanity keeps cementing itself as the worst species. not wanting to write about men is so understandable and please don’t force yourself to do so until you feel comfortable with it. anyone with empathy will understand the trauma that comes with having to go through something like that. take as much time as you need to heal. i send you the absolute biggest hug and my undying support.

i’m so honored that you think of me when you see kitties😭 that is all i want in life🥹

did you watch the kitten video?🥹🥹 i was so distracted with the kittens that i don’t remember anything they said but i’ll watch it a million more times😻

my bank cannot handle another comeback + tour🥲 im struggling as it is wtf jyp </3 im so excited for lolla, we’re staying for like a week and are working on the logistics for our non-festival days. it’ll be so fun. im also listening to a lot of chappell roan lately too, im really pumped to see her. i am so with you @ the barricade at every concert you go to (real) <33

if you get around watching the kdramas someday, imma need your review <3 and nana!! i love that, a nana keychain sounds so cute🥹 i finished it already (im bedrotting 4 summer rn) and i read the manga too and it’s so sad but so beautiful so i def recommend you watch/read it someday!

and for the kittens, the baby with the RI is doing so much better in just a few days with antibiotics <3 once its eyes are fully opened and healed, i shall send pics!

ily angel <3 you’re the sweetest person ever to exist. remember to rest, eat and stay hydrated! take care, always <3 sending you hugs!

-🐈‍⬛

HI MY BABY ANGELLLL I’VE MISSED YOU 🥹🫶🫶🫶🫶 I love you so very dearly. It’s been so frustrating getting through the days lately. But I’m doing my best ! The neighborhood was very supportive of it when I called the police and posted about it publicly which helped a lot <3 and I’m staying off my phone for the most part which makes things feel a little less stressful. Sending you all the hugs in the world, I love you so so much and I hope you’re doing absolutely amazing as well 🫶❤️🥹

STOPPPP the amount of times I’ve watched the kitten video 😭 I wasn’t expecting Channie to be so good with them???? Also forever laughing at Felix and Jisung trying to handle the kittens LOL the way they were clawing at their knees is exactly what momo does when she gets really excited and even though it’s adorable it can really leave a mark if her nails are long 😭 that being said, Chan needs a kitten. Somebody get him a kitten

I can’t believe we’re at like!!! One month until Lolla!!!!! We’re making all our plans too and it’s honestly nerve-wracking but I’m soooo fucking ready to see skz again ahh it’s been so long since I saw ot8 together and I’m stoked we’re probably getting new songs! I already preordered the new album (rip my wallet 💔😀) and my bank acc is HURTINGGGG….. everybody remind me not to spend anything until Lolla (impossible)

I will absolutely let you know what I think about the kdramas if I get around to them!!! I’ve been rewatching Kingdom these days and after that’s done I’ll be in dire need of bedrotting content again <3

Also soooo happy little RI kitten is doing better!!!! I forgot I referred to it originally as RI kitten so I just stared at my phone for a whole minute thinking “Rhode Island kitten???” LOL so glad little kitty’s doing amazing though 🥹❤️

Sending you all my love sweet angel I hope the summer days are good to you 💓🫶❤️💝💘💞👼 also here’s my latest pc & holder I’ve been obsessed with…. Jun Han from xdinary heroes if you’re reading this I love u

[slashersgirlypop]

Grilled Cheese Chapter 3.

(October 31st, 1978) 

 “…My fucking grilled cheese.” I pouted, slightly disappointed, before I realized, hey, half of my sandwich was gone. I quickly locked the door, glancing back at the plate.

 “Maybe it was a raccoon?” I told myself, unnerved. I sat down, cautiously picking up the other half of the sandwich. It didn’t look like it was tampered with, only that it’s counterpart was missing.

 I bit into it. Tasted fine. As I bit into my food, I thought back onto what that police officer was saying, about that escaped patient. Thoughts about the patient entering my home and taking my sandwich danced around my mind, causing me to eat my sandwich without truly tasting it. I shook my head, trying to shake those thoughts away.

 ‘It could have been some animal that grabbed my food and ran off, the odds that it was that guy are way too high for it to have been him…yeah,’ I thought to myself, finishing my food. However, just in case, I locked my front door, just to be safe in case the odds were not in my favor. 

 “Alright Miss P., where are you, baby?” I called out, walking into the front room. She was under Mom’s china dresser, shaking and staring out with wide eyes. Cooing, I picked her up and began to gently pat her back like one would do to an infant. 

 “It’s okay, kitty. It was nothing, at least I think it was,” I murmured the last bit, glancing out the front window. Walking back to the kitchen to clean up the mess, I deposited the cat onto the sofa, tossing the blanket over her. She immediately crawled out from under and on top of the fabric, eyes locked onto the front of the house. 

 Placing the dish in the sink, I began to wash it, peering into the darkness, looking again just to be safe. Deeming it safe, I placed the clean dish in the other sink to let it dry. I think I wanna take off my costume, feeling more self-conscious on how it crept up my thigh and down my chest, just in case.

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 Walking down the stairs, I noticed Miss Petunia was more relaxed, but still cautiously eyeing the front window. I pet her, turning my attention to the screen. Some Topcat was playing. I walked over to the kitchen counter and picked up the phone, dialing Mr. Steinberg’s number. 

 “Hallo? Who is zhis?” He asked, picking up on the third ring. 

 “Mr. Steinberg? It’s me, (Y/N).” 

 “Ah kindchen! Vhy are you kalling me? Is everyzhing alright?” I glanced out the backporch window. 

“Yeah, I was just checking to see if you were okay. Miss P. got spooked by something outside and I wanted to check in on you to make sure Schatzi was okay or freaked out too.”

 “Vell, she did get a bit startled earlier, but ozher zhan zhan, she is fine. It could have been just a wild puppy or somezhing.” I laughed, smiling. 

 “Yeah, maybe. Okay, just wanted to make sure that you and the old girl were doing okay. Did that police officer come over?” 

 “Nien, zhere has been no police-Oh! I just got a knock. Zhat might be him. Hold on Kindchen, I vill call you back vhen I am done, ja? And also, happy birzhday, fraulein!” With that, the kind old German man hung up the phone. I put the phone back on the receiver, my focus on the outside, on the edge of the forest. 

 Was that a…a Captain Kirk mask? 

 Grabbing my flashlight from the drawer, I turned it on, shining it on the spot where I saw it. My heart dropped. 

 There, standing in the dark, was a tall figure wearing a Captain Kirk mask. They looked masculine, and strong, despite the slightly baggy mechanic shirt he was wearing. Was this some sort of high schooler pulling a prank? Reaching over, I opened the window, pushing it up and leaning towards it. 

 “Hey! What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I yelled. The figure said nothing, he just stood there. 

 “If this is some kinda sick joke, it ain’t funny! I will come out there so help me God!” Still, no response. He continued to stare at me. 

 “Don’t try me! I-I got a fuckin’ baseball bat bud! And, uh, a gun! I don’t fuck around, pal!” At the mention of my gun, he tilted his head. I didn’t say anything after that, and we just continued to stare at each other, like some weird contest thing. 

 BRRRINNNG! 

 I jumped, yelping as the phone rang, breaking my concentration. I accidentally dropped the flashlight. I scrambled, picking it up and shining it on the spot where the figure was. 

 Nothing. 

 I panted, taking a moment to regain my breath, before walking over and picking up the phone. 

 “Hello?” 

 “Kindchen! I spoke to zhe nice officer, and told him I saw nozhing. Are you alright? You sound startled,” He asked, and I let out a breathy laugh, pressing my hand to my chest, feeling my heart race. That had to have been an illusion, right? Maybe the cheese had gone bad. 

 “Yes, yes sir, I’m okay. I was, um, watching some movie on TV and there was a jump scare. I’m okay though. I’m glad everything is okay over there.”

 “…Are you sure you are okay? I don’t mind coming over!” 

 “No, no, I’ll be fine, but thank you Mr. Steinberg. Have a good night, sir.” “You too, kindchen. Happy Halloween and birzhday!” I placed the phone back on the receiver, glancing outside again. Still nothing. 

 Shaking my head, I placed the flashlight back into the drawer and closed it. I then wandered over to the couch and began watching cartoons with Miss Petunia to ease my nerve, and before I knew it, I had fallen asleep.

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 I woke up to some loud infomercial on the TV. Groaning, I laid up and glanced at the clock. 2 AM. I sighed, rubbing the kink out of my neck from the funny position I slept in. 

 Miss Petunia was nowhere to be found. Maybe she was smarter than me and had gone upstairs to sleep on my bed, which was far more comfortable than the sofa. I grabbed my stomach as it began to rumble, demanding food. 

 Maybe half a sandwich didn’t fill me up as much as I had hoped. Huffing, I stood up, wandering over to the kitchen to pull some ingredients together. 

I went to the pantry, opening the doors and gasping as Miss Petunia ran out, hissing. 

 Placing my hands on my hips, I frowned. She is acting kooky tonight, more than usual at least. I shrugged, reaching out a grabbing the bag of BBQ chips before turning around. I froze.

 The masked man stared down at me from the open backdoor. 

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The amount of effort it took to not write MENACINGLY after the it just stood there was phenomenal. Anywhoo, sorry for the lack of chapter yesterday. I’m with family. Might post another chapter today bc, you know, da boogeyman is here. Have a lovely day, fellow slasher sluts.

[daffy-20]

Bounty on the girl

Chapter 6 - Dangers all over

(Please all minors get off of this page, I beg of you.)

!Warning! - Not COD original plot, NSFW in some chapters, mentions of abuse, violence, trauma and r@pe.

Kyle(Gaz) Garrick x Johnny(Soap) MacTavish x

Simon(Ghost) Riley x John(Price) x König x Fem!

Reader

(That was a shit ton;-;)

Summary - Since you were able to use your voice again you were brought in to help question Elliot Springer. You were still no where near ready for this but you felt as if you had to do what needed to be done.

“You nervous?” Gaz asked as I put my hair in a ponytail.

“Nope, just peachy. Why?” I ask feeling the absolute opposite of peachy.

“It’s ok to be nervous, the guy may have been a bit crazy but he practically raised you and when he was showing off those baby pictures I could tell he truly loved you.” Gaz said.

“If you love someone you don’t try to kill them.” I say looking at Gaz with anger.

“Well I just think there is a bigger side of thi-“

“Gaz! I don’t care! I just want to get this over with, ok?!” I snap and storm out of my room.

“You ready to go, Schatz?” König says fixing his harness.

“Yes.” I say as I lock eyes with Soap who is sitting on the couch.

Me, König, Gaz, and Price then left for the police station where they are currently having Elliot held for custody.

“Thank you for coming in today, I understand how this may be hard for you. I am detective Collins.” The blonde man in front of me said shaking my hand.

“I just want to get this over with.” I say as Detective Collins takes me into a room where I see two other policemen and I see Elliot sitting at a table in handcuffs.

“You two stay out here.” Detectives Collins said shutting the door on König, Gaz, and Price.

“Baby girl…oh I’ve missed you!” Elliot said making me turn away from him.

“Don’t call me that, I’m not your baby girl.” I say.

“Baby girl I did this for yo-“

“What about this is for me?!” I yell at him making him flinch.

“I did it because I love you.” He said looking at me with sorrow.

“Why did you try to kill her?” Detective Collins asked.

“I’d rather her see me as the last face she sees than some rando…that seems reasonable enough, right?” He said making my eyes widen.

“How could you say that?! You stupid bitch! You’re a liar!” I scream at him.

“Ma’am cmon let’s get you out of here. You were a great help.” Detective Collins said walking me out of the room.

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“I’m sorry Gaz, for snapping at you this morning.” I say looking at Gaz before walking in the door.

“Don’t worry about it.” He said.

“How did it go? Did ye’ get the answers ye’ wanted?” Soap asked walking over to me with Ghost standing behind him.

“I guess. I just want to go lay down for a bit.” I say walking to my bedroom.

I sat on my bed in realization that I now have no one. My entire life was based off of a lie and yet all the memories play in my head constantly like a movie.

Memory-

“Daddy look! I found a kitty!” You said holding up an opossum.

“Oh dear god! Baby girl go put that back, it will get you extremely sick!” Elliot said leading little you to go free the opossum.

You saw how the little opossum ran off towards its mother and you looked up at Elliot.

“Daddy, when will I see Mommy again?” You ask.

“One day, and she will be very happy to see you. Now let’s get inside and get you in the bath little duck.”

Present time -

I then snap out of my thoughts and I realize that I am crying.

“Hey love, you ok?” I look over at Gaz as he stands in my doorframe.

“Awww dollface, I hate seeing you like this..” Gaz said walking over to me and hugging me tight to his chest.

“I have no one now Gaz…no Mother, no Father, no friends! I have no one!” I say crying into his chest.

“No love, you have me, and Soap, and everyone else just in the room right next to yours.” He said planting a kiss on the top of my head.

“Can I come stay in your guy’s room tonight?” I ask looking up at him.

“Of course.” He said letting me go as I grab a plush dinosaur and bring it with me to their room.

The boys’ room wasn’t very colorful, it just matched the complex of the living space, I just had it renovated to make it bigger for them.

“Schatz? What are you doing in here?” König asks.

“She wants to stay in here tonight so I said it was ok.” Gaz said as I go over to Soap’s bed.

“Where is Soap anyway?” I ask.

“He is taking a shower, I’m sure he will be happy to see ya.” Ghost said as I saw as he took the skull off his face revealing his eyes.

“Darlin’? What is ye’ doing in here?” I see Soap walk into the room with a towel wrapped around his waist.

“Johnny, cover yourself up in front of a lady!” König said making me giggle.

“No peakin, Darlin’” Soap said as I cover my face.

I’ve already seen him naked but I don’t want the others to know that at least not right now.

“Ye’ can open yer eyes now.” He said as I opened my eyes and moved my hands.

“So, did you figure out what Elliot wanted with you?” Price asked making me head turn.

“He said that he wanted his face to be the last one I see because he loved me or something like that.” I say as a squeeze my dinosaur plush as Soap sat down on his bed.

“I’m so sorry love, you don’t deserve this.” Gaz said as he sat down on his bed.

“I just hope it’ll all be over soon. I have a show tomorrow and it has to go well so the public won’t assume that anything is going wrong. I get my new Manager tomorrow so I hope they can make this the best possible.” I said as I stood up.

“Where are you goin?” Ghost asks.

“I’m gonna go get something to drink. I’ll be back.” I say as I walk out of the room, I could feel their eyes on me as I walk out.

I grab a glass from a cabinet and some juice out of the fridge.

“Little Duckling…open the door.” I hear Elliot’s voice.

I stood there in fear, almost like the room went cold.

“Open the door!” I hear him say again. I then snap out it and fall to the floor making my glass cup fall and break.

All 5 of the boys run into the kitchen.

“Schatz, are you ok?” König asks helping me off the floor.

“I heard him, he said to open the door! Elliot is here!” I say making Ghost go to the front door and going to check.

“No one is there.” Ghost says shutting the door.

“Maybe you need some rest.” Price said placing a hand on my shoulder.

“I just want this all to be over..” I then start to cry.

“Please don’t cry Schatz,” König said leading me into their room.

I get in bed with Soap as the lights turn off.

“You’ll be ok Darlin’” Soap said as he started drifting off to sleep.

—————

It was 3:47AM and I fell off the bed, I stood back up and looked at Soap as he took up the entire bed.

“He moves in his sleep every night, sorry.” I turn around and see Ghost.

“Can I lay down with you?” I ask.

“Just have the bed, I’ll go sleep on the couch.” Ghost said as he was about to get up until I grab his arm.

“Ghost, please stay here with me.”

He looks down at my pleading eyes as he gets back into his bed with me.

He wraps his arms around my waist as he starts falling asleep again.

My heart began to flutter as I started to drift off into sleep.

This was the first peaceful night of sleep I’ve had in a long time.

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