#Kai: You went from Princess to Gods how the fuck does that happen?!

[hyperfixate-on-ninjas]

You get stuck in Nether-Space once and suddenly your brother is flirting with the gods.

Dw he’s just confused because H O W???

[ellabscrush]

— play with my pussy, not my heart.

a/n; this has been an idea in my head for awhile but kept scrapping it, hopefully this is alr. btw my requests are opennn.

𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫!𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

cw; smut, mdni, fingering, reader has a nervous habit that might triggering, dom!reader, flirting, language, slap kink once, arguing, abby is a dick here lol, trust issues, angst?? lmk if i missed any!!

sypnosis; your well known girlfriend who has a reputation of being a player finally decides to settle into a serious relationship with you. aware of your girlfriend’s past, abby’s project partner comes to intervene with your thoughts & worries. back and forth arguing isn’t going anywhere, you had to show her other ways on who not to mess with.

— ˚ෆ ⋅˚ —

“it’s just a small study sesh baby, nat even agreed to do it at our apartment!” abby walks towards you as she hovers over, “so no need to worry, ‘kay?”

she caresses your face and pecked your lips.

nat, aka natasha ferreira, is apart of western university’s dance team. you’ve seen her around before wearing white flowy skirts and layered jewelry. you once heard her talking about how her parents got a brand new bmw for her quinceañera.

i guess there was nothing to hate about her, other than the fact she is gorgeous and very talented with her dancing. this was just another one of your stupid overthinking.. right?

“okay abs.. thank you,” you gave her a soft smile.

“that’s my best girl.”

besides, trust was the thing you both had been working on these past months. dating abby was going to be a challenge. you knew it and your friends knew it. though they weren’t too supportive with her intentions at first, you were convinced abby could change her acts if she reallyy tried.

three knocks suddenly interrupted your little conversation. abby sprinted to the door and opens it to find a joyful figure in front of her.

nat gasps, “abby! this is my first time seeing you outside of uni,” she smiles with excitement.

abby smiled back and leaned for a hug, leaving you to stare at them with a lump of jealousy in your throat.

— ˚ෆ ⋅˚ —

one minute you were next to abby, and then the second the brunette is touching forearms besides her with those stupid doe eyes, glossed lips, and weirdly seductive black platform heels. god she’s annoying.

“your handwriting is shit!” the brunette teased, giggling as she leans to abby.

“yeah?” your girlfriend chuckles, “this is what you get for choosing me as your partner.”

nat shrugs, “well then i can deal with it.”

you tried so hard to not be bitter. really you did. but each time you glance at the two across the kitchen island, you swore the both of them were doing this shit on purpose.

sudden eye contacts with you everytime they laughed together, unrelated conversations, and some flirty remarks. oh, and not to mention the obvious footsies that was happening under the table. like you can literally see it.

“fuck me..” you muttered.

“what’s that princess?” abby asks you, the nickname made nat changed her demeanor quickly.

you turned back to meet nat’s eyes, then to abby, and back to nat.

“nothin’ love,” you put a convincing smile.

three hours long night full of giggling and jokes you didn’t even get later on.. you find yourself yelling back and forth in your shared bedroom with abby who literally couldn’t understand where you were coming from.

abby groans, “goddamnit we talked about this!”

“i never did anything to her, you were literally infront of us,” she raised her voice.

“abs, she deadass rubbed her foot on your leg multiple times and leaned to you everytime you both laughed..”you went on, getting more frustrated by the minute.

“well.. we’re just having a little fun, is that romantic to you?” abby asks with her hand crossed to her chest, her facial expression screams ‘you’re being crazy.’

you were exhausted trying to find ways to communicate without bringing up abby’s past, like you both agreed to. however, your concerns shouldn’t supposed to end in argument. you shook your head, letting out a long sigh and sat on the edge of the bed.

“i- i don’t know abby,” you stammered, “i guess it is romantic when they do the things i do to you.. since i am yours.”

you gazed down at your feet with teary eyes while unaware as you were digging your nails into your thighs. this was a nervous habit of yours in which you don’t realize you have been doing it for so long. your girlfriend, however, does.

she slowly walks closer to the edge of the bed and kneeled down to your eye level.

“you are mine.” her voice sounding more reassuring and softer like you could faint at that moment.

“i thought you could’ve been better for me..” you sniffled

abby panicks once she realizes you were crying, “baby no.. fuck i’m trying..”

“trying?” you looked up.

the blonde sighs, “will. i will be better.”

she moved your hands from your thighs with one hand, while other pushes your head closer to hers for a deep kiss. more so, a sloppy one. she wipes your cheeks and the kisses started from sweet, to mean in a heartbeat. abby stroked you waist, making you clench you thighs together.

abby smirks, “you turned on princess?” she asks and you just whimpered in response, “fuck.. i gotta wake up early tomorrow.”

knowing your girlfriend has plans tomorrow morning, this sparked an idea in your head. abby can become a submissive mess when you’re in charge. so you decide to show her other ways who not to play with, and whose pussy she can only play with!

“so?” you replied in between kisses, “don’t want me to scream your name tonight?”

.. besides, making her miss out a big free brunch with her friends the next day will be an added punishment you thought.

the blonde smiles and throws you to the middle of the bed, causing you to squeal from the unexpected move. abby aggressively pulls down your shorts and underwear. your wet slick was ready for her.

“look at you all ready for me,” she circles her thumb on your lips slowly, “gotta fuck that jealousy out quick or else i’ll be late tomorrow, princess.”

you smiled maliciously in response as you bite your lip. abby then shoves her two fingers inside your mouth, “open.”

she pumps her ring and middle finger in and out. being all soaked in your drool making it wet enough to fit in your pussy. the sounds of your whimpers made her go crazy. you shut your eyes feeling abby’s cold, drenched fingers sliding inside.

your body shuttered, “s-shit baby..”

the sounds of your wet pussy is practically making abby drool.

“feels so fuckin’ good, keep going,” you ordered keeping a strong eye contact with the blonde, “just like that..”

“that fucking pussy,” abby whispers, you licked your lips looking down at her fat fingers going in and out, “you needy whore,” she degrades.

her words were like fire and heaven at the same time. you wouldn’t be so pissed off at her if she hadn’t let nat be all over her for three hours straight. now it’s your job to remind her whose pussy she can fuck. and the only one.

you let out an airy laugh, “i’m the whore hm? atleast i wasn’t flirting with another bitch,” she looks up at your face. you were trying to keep your composure while being mercilessly fucked.

you sat yourself up with elbows on the mattress, “you proud of yourself huh?” just inches away from her stupid smirk.

“faster,” you demanded.

she curled her fingers inside of you, hitting your g spot like a pro. you can help but let out a moan and rocked your hips in rhythm. that smirk of hets turned to an amazed expression once she hears your juices sloshing around.

“fuck baby,” abby was practically drenched under her pjs wanting to taste you, “p-please need to taste you.”

“nuh uh, you’re being mean all day. you don’t, f-fuck, deserve me.”

abby was desperate just by hearing you speak like this. you’re such an angel around her normally, like when she first met you, you were different than the other girls she had met before. she fell for you. but damn that mouth of yours was killer in bed.

the rare times you controlled her was only when you were pissed off at your girlfriend for the amount of disrespectful flirting that was happening in front of you, or not giving you updates on what she’s doing with her girl friends. however, you can’t blame yourself for having mixed trust issues knowing how many girlfriends abby has had.

maybe you’ve been too patient with her? letting shit go so easily?

“shit- c’mere” you groaned and kissed her viciously at the thought of her fucking another girl. one hand around her neck while the other grips her loose hair.

“mmm, keep going..” you moaned in her mouth.

abby rubs your clit, feeling your juices squirting all over her thighs, “p-please baby.. lemme clean you up” she begs to lick your folds but you resisted.

you slapped her cheek, her needy face turning red.

“shut up,” you growled, “better stop messing around.. i deserve fuckin’ better.”

abby whimpers, putting her head back in frustration. she then looks down to see you, a dripping pussy drunk mess. her fingers were sticky and all tired. however, she’s not stopping until she screams your name.

“atleast say my name when you cum,” she pleaded, “please.”

her voice made you feel every type of way. your thighs starting to heat up, a familiar feeling as you have had fucked yourself with the thought of her in the past. pounding noises as you thrust your hips on to her fingers harder puts many heated scenes in your head.

“abby.. oh my god- m’ fucking cumming..”

“that’s my girl, ride daddy’s dick,” she encourages you.

an orgasm was washing over you, “abby you’re mine. fuck- ah-“ you burried your face in the crooks of her neck.

“all yours baby, i’m sorry.” she kissed all over your shoulder, genuinely feeling bad that she didn’t give you the reassurance you wanted earlier.

“abs- fuckfuckfuck,” you screamed out, screaming her name loud enough the apartment below could hear you, “i hate you so much..”

“i love you princess.. love it when i make you cum..” she admits. your legs shaking like crazy, feeling overstimulated.

you know how that goes..

once you orgasmed, you let abby suck her fingers, tasting every bit of yourself. and just like that, you were laying down with a fast pounding in your chest. she caresses your stomach and kissed all over your body, still needing to feel you more. but knew you needed her the most.

“hey, you okay?” she asked softly, looking at your sleepy eyes. she just wanted the both of you to be good. “i’m fine.. just a little tired. i feel like you don’t know how badly it hurts me to see you purposely being all over people like that.”

abby sighs, knowing she fucked up. she didn’t want to be that person anymore. she loved you, really, but her actions just aren’t the thinkable. you both sleep skin to skin while she stays up to watch you fall deep in your sleep.

“i love you, angel.” she whispers. feeling all the guilt in her chest, your girlfriend pulls you in closer.

of course, she had to make it up to you the next day so she cancelled all plans. it’s not like she got up in time anyway.

well now you both know she won’t ever be doing that shit again.

— ˚ෆ ⋅˚ —

[genoc1d3r]

my turn to cry - thoughts on 3-1b

ok this has actually gotta be my favorite chapter cause holy shit so much stuff happened.

I played the Alice/kanna route and afterwards I watched a vod with the reko/shin route in which ranmaru and naomichi died before the banquet, so BIG SPOILER WARNING FOR BOTH ROUTES

Mafia Princess Sara??: Ok so first off, back in the beginning of 2020, I had a theory that Sara was a mafia heiress and that the death game was supposed to be something to “prepare” her. And that her memories were wiped or she was initially supposed to be kept blind to this whole thing (In 3-1a when everybody saw the consent form for the very first time everybody felt a sense of deja vu, except for Sara. Because why would they need her consent when she is the sole focus of the game and it’s all for her) This theory was mainly supplied by my confusion surrounding the hiring of Kai, cause why would mr Chidouin hire a former assassin to protect her?? How did he even know Kai??? But yeah, the whole thing with Shinobu Gokujo and deciding a new don through a death game just adds a lil more validity to this theory.

Sara’s real father: I also had a mini theory that Gashu Satou was her real father, but that was mostly cause of their hair color and how it would def make Sara’s hair color make more sense genetics-wise (but kai has black hair, so its most likely that his mother had black hair, which would also disprove this mini-theory but yk im not here to prove it just talk about it). And that Gashu knew of Mr. Chidouin and gave Sara to him, and it would also explain why mr Chidouin chose Kai of all people to look after her and why Kai could only watch her from a distance, in case she realized the truth that he was her brother/half-brother or something. 

GREENBLINGS CANON AAAAAAAA: I love this, I love this so much oh my god. Now I can replay and cry after 2-2 cause nankidai hates us :’). I dont have an issue with this specifically, I’m just a bit bothered by how the whole thing went. There was some buildup yea, and the cg with kanna, kugie, and shin was amazing. And that lil bit about nice hallucinations made me tear up a bit. But, then everybody kinda just moved on? and idk this whole chapter was a fuckign roller coaster I could barely keep up.

Autistic Gin <3: I’m autistic myself and I have seen many characters who are autistic-coded or exhibit many signs of autism but have never been straight up confirmed (Ex: Vera Misham from Apollo Justice: Ace Attorney). And even then, these characters usually share similar personality traits like being aloof and reserved. So it’s nice to see that Gin is representing autism in a relatively realistic manner with his hyperfixations, vocal tics, and issues with socializing. Even after nearly dying like 17 times he’s still doing well and I genuinely wish for his survival and happiness.

Ranmaru’s death: Both of Ranmaru’s deaths, (if you or if you don’t fail the electricity absorption minigame) the death feels so... off? I was really attached to him as a character, yet his death didn’t impact as much as Joe’s or Nao’s did. During his Banquet death, one second he had his really cute smiling sprite but then whoops oh no guys weird drill screw thing kills him (again). I still can barely comprehend it because it all just happened so fast. Like no cg or anything. I was honestly kinda disappointed. The “delayed” one does a better job at his death scene, but again, it was wayyy too quick and completely dismissed as everybody just moves on to defeat Maple 2.0. I at least would’ve appreciated a better transition than Midori just saying “well anyways–”

 Ranmaru’s extremely quick descent into madness in the shin route: I actually liked this idea of Ranmaru willing to go to such extremes for Sara. However, theres barely time for any of this to develop? Like again, everything just happens so fast??? I would've definitely liked if there were little hints around before the body discovery that ranmaru was gonna do something like this, just a little time for development would really be cool.

Mr. Policeman/Mr. Tazuna???: After I finished, I actually looked on the wiki to see if it said anything about his son that he mentioned and I found this: 

But yeah thats cool

The thing about Q-taro: I’m gonna say it now, I’ve liked Q-taro ever since the aftermath of 1-2, and Q-taro haters have added absolutely nothing to this fandom. Everybody saw him as a child-hater, I see him as a guy who’ll do anything to survive and succeed. I mean that wish is kinda what got him into the death game. And yeah he did try to leave that one time, but that’s what getting thrown into traumatic killing games does for you, most people don’t want to die, they want to live, no matter what it takes. We can’t all be the main character and choose to cooperate with everybody and be the “good” person in that situation. Even Sara has those extremely selfish moments and those intrusive thoughts of winning and leaving. 

This whole thing should also be applied to Ranmaru. Ranmaru has gone through so much shit in such a brief amount of time, to the point where he was considering to/actually kill people to escape with the one person he trusted in this hellhole. In that situation, Sara’s kinda at fault here, cause without Joe she’s lost her sense of morality which resulted in her becoming selfish and well... honestly kinda toxic. This emotional manipulation is really what set Ranmaru off, however it was 100% his decision to fucking kill somebody and murder’s bad. Still love him though.

But back to Qtaro, I really enjoyed the extra substance given to him in this chapter, it’s nice to see the development from being selfish to feeling deep remorse to protecting the dolls of the first trial victims, most notably Mai. As he completely forgives her for stabbing him. The chapter did a great job at fueling my already intense love for Q-taro (and it actually convinced my best friend who claims to hate Q-taro with every bone of her body to like him too!) I also love the father-son dynamic between him and Gin. I find this relationship to be really important cause Gin’s father is an abusive alcoholic and Q-taro’s an orphan who’s never had a proper role-model in his life. So it’s beautiful that despite not having anybody there for him when he was younger he can still be a good figure for another child.

Predictions/hopes for the next part: 

I just want to see whether Shin already knew about Kanna being his sister, and if he doesn’t I want a reveal. Right. Now.

A Ranmaru/Joe/Q-taro/Kai/ “Hinako” revival, p l e a se  they died so soon

More info about the people involved in the Hades Incident/Shinobu Gokujo

More info regarding Meister

Sara going on Maury

Who tf is “Hinako”????

I really hope that there isn't any specific good/bad ending. Like I want every ending to be equally bad and good yk? like equal consequences and good stuff.

Yo wtf happened to Sara’s mom?? Is she gonna come back and play a more important role in the story?? Are her parents gonna come back as floor masters???

I want things to actually change  depending on whether you picked Alice or reko, cause so far they’ve played extremely minor roles.

[omg-imagine]

Loopy

Pairing: Johnny Silverhand x female!V

Summary: V is a little loopy from her anesthesia, and Johnny finds it amusing.

Words: 1.7k

A/N: Requested by @thescorpionrodriguez. Hope you enjoy!

“Come on, V, wake the fuck up already.”

Silence. Johnny swears he could hear a pin drop.

V’s body remains lax on the bed; her eyes wound shut as if she were sound asleep. Slow and rhythmic, the rise and fall of her chest were calming, lulling. For once, she looks to be in peace, a rare moment for those who live and breathe in Night City.

She had been lucky. Extremely lucky. Two or three millimeters more to the right and the bullet that pierced her abdomen would have hit an organ. By some miracle, it missed anything vital and had exited out cleanly. It did fucking hurt judging by the sound of her agonizing groans, but here she was—still kicking, still alive.

And Johnny’s relieved that she was. They may not get along at times, but he genuinely cares for V. Hell, he would even consider her a good friend. She could call him a snarky asshole as often as she wants (and she does), yet he knows that deep down, she too has grown a soft spot for the rocker boy.

It’s been hours since the mission that went awry, and Johnny was getting pretty antsy. Vik had to put V down while he worked on repairing her cyberware. Nothing major, though the anesthesia should have certainly worn out by now. Much to Silverhand’s surprise, the ripperdoc wasn’t acting all too worried about it. He thinks V could use the sleep since he’s aware of how little she’s been getting.

Unfortunately, Johnny was all but a patient man. Bored out of his damn mind, he’s tired of roaming around the operating room, waiting and waiting for V to regain consciousness. Johnny’s more than ready to leave, perhaps grab a smoke afterward. He hasn’t gone this long without one lately, and he can’t enjoy one if V’s lying here, knocked out cold.

Nearly the rest of the day flies by, and the sun begins to set. That’s when he feels it; a spark—a familiar jolt of electricity emitting in the depths of V’s mind. Johnny manifests by her bedside, watching as her body finally stirs awake. That’s my girl, he silently praises, a flicker of a smile playing on his lips. V’s eyes flutter open, taking a minute to survey her surroundings before her line of sight lands on him.

“Well, look who decided to come back to life,” Johnny quips, leaning closer. “You doing alright, kid?”

V doesn’t respond. Rather, she bursts into a fit of giggles out of nowhere.

What the fuck?

Bewildered, Johnny glances everywhere but notices nothing amusing of the sort. “Care to share what you find so funny?”

“You’re too good looking to be my nurse,” V drawls, no doubt experiencing side effects from the anesthesia.

“I’m no nurse, princess, but thanks,” he corrects her. Then, it dawns on him. “You recognize me?”

She blinks at him blearily, the gears in her head turning as she tries to put a name to the face. “I dunno, should I?”

“It’s Johnny. Johnny Silverhand. Ring any bells?”

Again, V chuckles, a light-hearted tone that Johnny rarely hears, but they were sweet music to his ears when he does.

“Nope, zero bells. Are you like my husband or something?”

Johnny’s eyes widen. “Husband? Oh, no, honey. We ain’t even gone on a date yet. I’d say, think of us as partners-in-crime.”

“Wait!” V blurts out, gasping. “I remember you. You’re from that band—Samurai, right? God, I used to listen to your songs a lot as a kid.”

“Huh, you told me you’d never heard of Samurai,” Johnny recalls, slightly entertained at this point. “Didn’t peg you as a fangirl, V. I’m flattered.”

“So, can I… y’know, get your autograph?”

Just before Johnny could continue playing around with a loopy V, Viktor strolls in with Misty in tow, both delighted to find the merc out of her prolonged slumber. He lingers by the foot of her bed as Vik explains to V what happened, but she doesn’t seem to be processing it. She stares at him, dazed, and Johnny wonders when she’ll be back to normal.

“The effects should go away in a few hours,” Vik informs Misty once he’s examined V. She’s healing nicely and isn’t complaining much, yet that could be because of all the painkillers she was jacked with. “I’d say watch over V until she can stand on her own two feet without tripping. Other than that, she’s good to go.”

“Where are we going?” a clueless V asks, looking back and forth between the two. “Is Johnny coming?”

Misty furrows her brow at her. “Johnny?”

“Yeah, mister sex on legs over there,” she points eagerly, and Johnny smirks at that. “I’m not done talking to him yet.”

Vik shakes his head before reminding Misty of the engram residing within V’s psyche. “Oh, yeah. Silverhand. Uh, I guess he could come, too. Don’t really have much of a choice there, doll.”

The walk back to V’s apartment was a journey in itself. Lucky for her, she was pushed in a wheelchair throughout it all as Johnny stays visible for her benefit. They reached the door just before the skies turned completely dark, the warmth and comfort of the room being somewhat familiar to V.

Misty carefully moves her onto the bed, propping her up with pillows behind her back before smoothing out the blankets covering her legs. Johnny observes from a distance, quiet in his pondering. He’s never seen V this vulnerable before. She’s always been incredibly independent, not to mention stubborn as hell. She won’t accept anyone’s help unless it’s dire, and even then, she’s reluctant to do so.

“You must be starving,” Misty comments once V is settled. “How about I get you somethin’ to eat downstairs. Better food than what’s here, if there’s any. Hang tight for a bit, ’kay?”

Nodding, Misty then heads out of the room, the front door sliding shut when she’s gone, leaving V in the presence of Johnny yet once again. He glitches to sit by the edge of the mattress as V stares at him incredulously. Her eyes shone what he could best describe as innocence; she truly has no clue of what they’ve gone through together in the previous months.

“Can you sing me a song?”

Johnny narrows his gaze, a small chuckle rumbling in his throat at her deliriousness. “I don’t do concerts anymore.”

“Oh, come on!” V pouts, almost child-like in her ways. “Pleeease?”

“No,” he refuses sternly before an idea comes to mind. “How about you sing to me? Said you were a fan. Give me a performance, and maybe I’ll consider it.”

V does not hesitate. On cue, she starts to serenade Johnny with one of Samurai’s greatest hits, going as far as imitating the gruffness of his voice. Off-beat and lyrics garbled, V belts out the tune confidently and loud enough that her irritated neighbors began banging on the wall, yelling at her to quit it.

She ignores them, of course.

Meanwhile, Johnny’s having the time of his life. It was quite endearing to him, although embarrassing for V if she later finds out about this. Yet, he doesn’t stop her. He encourages her even further by singing along, not giving a fuck in the world.

At the end of the song, Johnny laughs heartily along with V, who had crawled closer to him. Their eyes meet for a moment that seems to last longer than it actually did. His mouth quirks up in a smile, the kind of smile that was reserved for her and her alone.

“You’re pretty cool, Silverhand,” V mumbles sleepily, touching the cold surface of his chrome arm. Sighing, Johnny guides her drowsy self back under the covers, certain that she would crash in the next minute or two. “I think you should take me on a date. We’d be a hell of a couple together.”

“I think you’re going to regret everything that’s happened just now when you wake up in the morning,” he returns, and there was a slight pang in his chest.

V only hums in response, and he doubts he had even heard what he last said. It doesn’t matter, however. Johnny was sure she wouldn’t want to bring this up again.

---

“Fuck…” V exhales groggily, her blinking eyes wincing at the bright sunlight flooding into the room. She feels pain all over, her head throbbing immensely as she tries to gather memories of the day prior. It comes back in bits and pieces until suddenly, she remembers everything.

Everything.

“Good morning, princess,” Johnny greets after materializing before her, a cocky smirk plastered on his face. “How ya feelin’? Still loopy or need a little more refreshing from ‘mister sex on legs?’”

V’s reflexes are quick; Johnny doesn’t even register the pillow being hurled at him at first. He only realizes it when the empty glass bottles on the center table falls to the floor, shattering and making a mess.

“You’re lucky you’re just a hologram, right now,” V muttered as she stands up unsteadily.

Johnny holds his hands up. “You were the one who said it.”

Rolling her eyes, V reaches for the painkillers Misty left on the side. “Don’t remind me.”

“Alright, but at least let me tell you that you’ve got a shitty voice.”

“That’s why I don’t do karaoke,” V snorts before swallowing the pills and heading to the couch. “So, what do you think?”

“What do you mean?” Johnny questions.

“You, me, dinner?”

V waits for his reaction, smiling coyly at his confusion. When Johnny finally understands what she was referring to, he almost couldn’t believe it.

“Wait, are you fucking serious?”

She lets out a chortle. “Yeah, I’m serious. Don’t get me wrong, I’m mortified about last night, and I’m never going to let Vik knock me out with that stuff again. But hey, the truth came out. Might not have remembered you, but even while high as fuck, I knew I liked you.”

Briefly, they traded a look of longing, acknowledging at last this deeper connection they’ve felt for a while. It was much more than sharing a body, a mind. Something more profound than what Johnny and V have experienced before in their lives.

And though it was all entirely new to them, they both wanted it. They both wanted each other.

“Better get to it then,” Johnny flashes a grin, mirroring V’s own. “Wanna start with breakfast? Bet you’re hungry after skipping what Misty brought you, samurai.”

“Never going to live that one down, are ya?”

Shooting her a cheeky wink, Johnny throws on his stylish pair of aviators with ease.

“You bet your ass I’m not.”

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[orangeskiesandshinyeyes]

Angry sex with Skz

Chan

Probably be quiet the whole time.

No praising or sweet talk like usual.

Would avoid looking into your eyes for as long as possible because he knows that if you look at him like that he'd fall right into your arms.

You'd be fighting or in the middle of an argument when he decides he's had enough of the negativity and grabs your thigh to pull you to him.

That's when he'd stop talk too. Eyebrows knit together and eyes trained on you he'd push you against whatever and get to work on your bottoms.

Would look into your eyes while getting you naked almost teasingly. But if you were to go soft on him, maybe wrapping your arm around his neck or touch his face or something he would look away from you so fast.

Wouldn't kiss you either. But once you get desperate almost on the verge of your release, he'd let you hold him if you wanted to. And he loves seeing your lose yourself because of him and that would make him forget his anger atleast momentarily. Reaching out to touch your face he'd finally whisper sweet nothings as you came back down.

And when he was done too, he would pull out and give you the silent treatment again. But he'd turn you over and spoon you.

It'd be very angsty but also kinda cute.

'Hey, I love you.'

You'd whisper gently.

You'd know him too well by this point that when you don't immediately get a reply, you wouldn't be mad.

A gentle squeeze to your waist and a kiss pressed to your shoulder would be enough for you but right before you dozed off, he'd whisper an I love you.

Leeknow

He would be talking to you through it.

Mostly

'What, can't stay mad now?'

'You're always so serious about everything, God!'

'I can't joke around with you when you get annoyed so easily'

He'd list off all the things that ticks him off about you all the while having the most amazing missionary session.

And when you wouldn't reply with anything other than gasps and moans he'd laugh partly because he was in disbelief at how you could take all the comments so easily now with zero resistance and partly because he found your uncaring demeanor cute.

'Ah! So annoying!' He'd scream out because he was getting frustrated that he couldn't stay mad at you. Especially when you were reacting so well to him.

He'd go super fast just to make you lose yourself further. He'd do this as a way of saying Yea that's right, that's what I can do to you.

Not the type to go rough because he does that anyway. So it would be more like trying to get you to unravel under him while he acts unbothered by the steaming hot sex. He'd be so sure about your submissiveness that he'd start laughing when you start to shake as you climax.

Once you get your release however, all that he said would finally register in your head as you push him down on the bed sitting on his lower belly, trying to get some time to prevent overstimulation before you wrecked him.

You'd push your palms down on his chest as you ask him, voice low

'Stuck up? Too sensitive? Do you want to repeat all that again?'

And he would be speechless. Never in a million years would he have thought that you could recover from that orgasm but here you were with a look in your eye that screamed dom.

Blinking up twice at you he'd get no time to react before you tug on his nipples as you sink yourself on him.

Throwing his head back he'd avoid trying to fight back for dominance as he was way too close to waste time trying to get the power back that slipped away from him the second you came.

Changbin

He'd be very grabby. Usually very respectful, mad changbin would be groping your breasts, your ass, heck, even your clit.

Would gradually increase the pressure of his pinches as he observed how much was too much. And he'd pinch you right at that threshold.

Twisting your nipple as he watched the way your face twists in pain and pleasure, he'd thrust into you. Even if you'd be riding him you'd have zero control of the situation as he fucks up into you making you grab onto his shoulders for support. Wouldn't let you hide your face during any of it and would yank your chin to face him.

'Where do you think you're looking? Hmm? Your eyes stay on me, got it?'

Would leave one too many hickies and bite marks. Even if you whined that people would see and he'd get scolded for it he would still keep going adding one more for everytime you said no.

When you guys were done, he'd be laughing about it.

'Did we really need to argue over that? I'm glad it did anyway. You look like you were in a fight and that's hot.' He'd say laughing inbetween as he traces the bites and purple marks littering your entire body.

Hyunjin

Would be a little selfish. The type to not let you come as punishment. But that wouldn't be the case always. Another boy who would go soft if you went soft. If you were angry, the anger would just bounce around and he'd want to get off on that angst.

Would be turned on seeing you all angry and bothered but he'd pretend to be mad and put up the facade that he's fucking now just to show you how he can shut you up. But he gets so hot and bothered seeing you get mad at him. He wants a lot of adventure when it comes to sex so he would come faster and wouldn't be shy about it either. Two bird with a stone for him since he'd have a reason for releasing so fast. He's showing you up.

Wouldn't mind if you got aggressive though. He'd be hoping for it secretly. Grabbing after him if he left you hanging, taking things into your own hands getting rough with him. Would love getting roughened up by his little sweet princess. You'd have to figure that out by yourself though.

Would turn submissive real fast if you switched though.

Moaning and whining in your ear, he'd bring up the argument again.

Mostly just trying to get you mad again he'd make zero sense with his sentences. Would love if you talk filthy or down to him.

'Maybe I should go and fuck around with someone who wouldn't be such a brat? Hmm?'

'You want me to beg now do you? Why would I when I can just get on top of you like this?'

'You're enjoying this aren't you? Not having to do the work?'

He'd moan at your antics, not replying but definitely listening.

If you stop talking, he'd whine and try to annoy you more so as to coax more out. Dig your nails into him and he's a goner.

Jerking up into you he'd almost come but wouldn't, this time being considerate waiting for you.

Jisung

He might get a little too mean with his anger.

Going a little overboard he might hit you right in your insecurities prompting you to tear up. If he couldn't see you crying and if you wouldn't tell him that it hurt he wouldn't stop because he wouldn't know. He tests the waters with you for everything and believes in the whole trial and error side of things.

But the first and last time it happened, he'd stop so fast when he heard you let out a quiet sob. He would turn the light on so fast and you'd be met with him still on top of you wide eyed with an arm covering his mouth.

Seeing the tears flowing down your cheeks would cause the waterfall to form in him too, him crying silently as he freezes up.

If you got up to leave after pushing him off he would just sit there in disbelief, head empty as his heart starts beating a little too hard. He'd need a lot of time to collect himself before deciding to check up on you.

But you'd know this already and would instead opt to reach out to his arm asking him to lie down with you.

Now full on sobbing next to you he would be shaking a little, lips trembling with his fingers gently, shyly holding your side.

'Stop crying.'

You'd say.

Nodding he'd try his best but his shoulders would still shake as he tried to hold back the sobs. The situation now turned around you'd bring your fingers up to his face and have a heart to heart with him. Nodding and apologising whenever you finished a sentence he'd be sniffing still but gently calming down, knowing that you weren't going to hate him.

Once he was sure that you were okay and that you weren't mad at him, he'd get closer nuzzling into your neck. Running his arm up your body he'd trace his way up your spine before cradling your neck. Whispering into your neck, he'd hug you gently

'Baby?'

'Mm?'

'Wanna love you.'

And when you let out a shy nod, he'd start kissing your neck slowly letting him get hard again.

This wouldn't be for him though. He was determined to make you feel as loved as possible and show you just how precious you are to him. Not the best at assuring you with words, he'd try his best to make you feel his love.

It would be so intense with him holding your face the whole time, sometimes intertwining your fingers if you brought your arms up to grab anything when it got too much for you. He'd ground you with his kisses and fingers when you edge closer and closer to your orgasm.

When you moan out as you climax, whispering I love you to him, he'd tighten his grip on you subconsciously while same time feeling the tears build up again.

He'd bite down on his lips hard enough to make them bleed almost but would relax if you peck them seeing his abuse on his pretty lips.

Would probably decide to stop once you climax and would refuse to continue saying he's fine but pull a little switcheroo and ask him if he's not turned on and he'd start chanting no no that's not it and slowly start up again, making sure you weren't in any discomfort.

And next time you were about to have angry sex, he would make sure to show you that he loves you more than anything.

Face pressed into your neck, his back against the table he'd have your leg thrown over his waist as he slowly brings you down on him same time thrusting in. Your torsos would be glued together and the most aggression that would come out are small whispers of why you shouldn't do what it was that made him mad in the first place.

'Ugh.. don't.. act sexy in front.. of others like that. Im not.. the only one who.. gets a boner. Oh..kay??'

When you tangle your fingers in his locks and press a kiss to his ear while moaning out a small yes, he'd praise you.

'Mmm. Good. You're mine, right?'

Ofcourse you were but he'd always want to hear it from your mouth. And when you assure him, he'd shift his focus to making you both climax feeling happy with the confirmation.

Felix

This would be a way for him to make sure that you guys were still perfect together. Both of you angry, maybe even screaming at each other he would let it go on for as long as he could take it before getting worried and slamming his lips into yours. Would be scared if you push him back but he'd keep trying mostly to ensure that this was just a normal fight among healthy couples.

If you fell weak against his lips, he'd go full dom. Slamming your body into his he would waste zero time in getting you naked. Not a single piece of clothing would be left on either of you and wouldn't bother with the lights purposely leaving them on wanting to see you so vulnerable in front of him.

Wouldn't make it to the bed. Desperate to want to feel your love for him he'd get impatient and push you down on the floor even. Another boy who'd snap if they got their I love you.

Now sure that everything was fine, he'd go back to lover mode and start making you more comfortable lifting you off the cold floor and planting his butt on it instead. Would hug you close when you came and same with him. Chances are, the cuddling session would start off right where you guys did the dirty be it the floor , the counter, the couch. Whatever.

Once you voiced how uncomfortable it is he'd drag you over to the bed so he could cuddle with you again.

Seungmin

He would go doggy style on you.

He has a dark side to him that never makes it's appearance unless extremely provoked. It's not that he doesn't want to be rough and purely lustful with you but he'd want to be so respectful with you that he'd never show that side.

Pounding into you, he'd have his hands on your ass. He'd spread your cheeks a bit too far, ogling the new sight as he groans behind you, going rougher.

Would land a few spanks too.

If you wanted to continue the argument during the session, he'd have no problem telling you to shut up.

'Oh my God, QUIET!' He'd shout at you causing you to let out a small whimper while simultaneously convulsing around him.

The stimulation would make him falter a bit as he brings his palm back down on your ass a bit harder this time.

Would edge you so bad. He'd pull out the second he knew you were about to come, letting his length barely graze your folds.

Definitely going to push you forward and onto the bed with you butt in the air to watch your opening contract at the loss of contact.

Angry sex would be the time for him to explore everything about your body that he's always been curious about but never had the courage to explicitly go in to.

And boy, does he explore. He'd be so dirty, treating you like an artifact that has secrets hidden at every crevice. You whining would have zero effect on him.

Only way for him to snap out would be if he felt that you're uncomfortable. He'd apologise profusely for the mean things said during sex but not for the argument itself.

But if you're nothing but horny, you can bet on the fact that he would make you pass out when you came.

Not writing for the baby B-A-B-I-E

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Park Chanyeol

Yandere Profile

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Paring: Yandere!Chanyeol x Female!Reader

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A/N: I’m back<3 thank you for being patient with me!

~ NSFW ~

Consider these as your warnings. If they trigger you, then don’t read this. If you attack me about it, remember that yandere means someone who exhibits a violent nature to get someone they love or to show their love. It’s all fictional and for entertainment purposes only. Enjoy~

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Obsession

Stalker

Monopoly

Domestic Violence

Restraints

Removal

Violence 5/10

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How you met Chanyeol and how he got you:

He’s a family friend

Your parents were really good friends with his parents

You guys are sorta forced to hang out

Luckily, over the past few years you both started getting comfortable around each other

He was like a brother to you

Unfortunately, Chanyeol caught feelings for you

As you got older you noticed some red flags

Whenever he came over he would ask about your dating life

When you told him that you had crush

He freaked

“Give me your phone! He’s not good for you!”

“But you don’t even know him!”

“I do know him. He uses people for sex. Sorry, princess, but I’m just looking out for you.”

He’s gotten away with this excuse many times

You believe that he was just looking out for you

He was very overprotective

When you went out at night, he would follow you

One time you were at a bar, dancing with some strangers

You were having so much fun until Chanyeol grabbed your wrist and took you home

“Heyyyy! I was having fun, you know. Why did you do that?”

“It’s not fun when someone takes advantage of your drunk state.”

“I’m not that drunk.”

“That’s what you always say. What if something happened to you? How would you defend yourself? Some random guys are touching you and sexualizing you. Do you enjoy that?”

“... no.”

“Exactly.”

Chanyeol gained more control over you after this night

You really though he was just a caring older bro

Everything was going good until your parents passed away in a car accident

You were obviously devastated by the sudden lost

Both of your parents gone from your life in a blink of an eye

Chanyeol didn’t want you to stay home alone because he was afraid you might do something stupid

So he begged you to move in with him

He helped you with the funeral and he helped you move

Chanyeol lent you his shoulder to cry on

One day, you came home from school, so overwhelmed

You sat down on the couch and started to cry

Chanyeol was quick to come and comfort you

He placed you on his lap while you cried on his shoulder

He rubbed you back before cupping your cheeks and doing the unexpected

He kissed you

You slightly pushed him off and got up

“I’m sorry, but I don’t see you in that way.”

“Well, that’s too bad. You don’t have a choice.”

“What?”

He got up and cornered you

“Don’t make this any harder, kitten.”

He put a cloth against your nose and you passed out

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His Behaviour:

Restraints

Chanyeol literally cuffs you to himself

So you can never leave him

One time you planned to escape

But when he caught you

Oh god-

He chained you to a chair

And brought out a chainsaw

“You disobey me one more time, I’ll cut your arms and legs off.”

He wasn’t joking

You started crying in the chair

You begged him not to harm you

He didn’t do it

Chanyeol was only trying to scare you

He was trying to make it seem like he’s not joking and you believed it

I mean, man brought a fucking chainsaw, what more do you want?

Chanyeol was obsessed with you

There was never a day where he wasn’t clinging onto you

He wanted to know everything about your crushes

Went through all your social media

Wanted to know every little detail about you

When did you first get your period?

What was your favourite show when you were four?

Are you still a virgin?

Have you ever gotten drunk?

It was annoying and creepy

You got so bored with him, you tired just about everything to get away

You can’t go out in the backyard either

He wants you to stay in the house

If you leave to go to the backyard, he’ll put you in a cage (literally)

Chanyeol was the one who caused your parents death

He screwed around with the breaks and that’s how your parents lost their lives

He was on a mission to kill everyone who may know you

Like your friends

Your crushes

He deleted all your social media

And wanted to move out of the city

He bought a house by the lake

It was secluded so he let you go outside, under supervision of course

The lake definitely brought you two closer

Going swimming and canoeing with him

You have to admit it is a lot of fun

As long as Chanyeol keeps all his horrific secrets safe

There is really nothing to worry about

Eventually he’ll get married to you

And you’ll have to have his kids

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His Punishment:

Chanyeol is easy to anger

Especially when you say no to him

He will slap you across the face

Spit on you

Choke you

Degrade you

Until you’re in tears

When he’s angry, man becomes a whole new person

He will no longer care if it’s hurting

He will do whatever he wants and he excepts you to take it well

Size kink obviously

Usually fucks you against the wall

Wants you to look at him while his cock is deep in your cunt

Sucks on your jaw

Man growls

Breath play

When you give Chanyeol blowjobs, he plugs your nose and makes you choke around him

It feels good to him

Please pay attention to this man’s tip

He wants you to suck his tip for hours

He does not care if your jaw hurts

He’ll tie you up and make you suck in for hours

He slap you if you start lacking

Licks the tears off your face

Anal fingering

Eventually anal

He’ll be fucking your pussy but his long as fingers are in your ass as well

Biting kink

Some reason, Chanyeol likes seeing bite marks on your skin

Idk, it’s his inner vampire

Spanking with his big ass hand

Yes!

And boy is so strong

Spanking hurts with him

Hair pulling when he’s taking you from behind

He’ll grab your jaw from behind and spit into your mouth

Deepthroat + deep thrust

Flogging

Please, him hitting your tits with a stick

Nipple clips plus vibrators

And blindfold

Probably will put an ice cube in your pussy then fuck you afterwards

Aftercare with Chanyeol is not the best

He’ll carry you back to the room cause punishments usually take place in the basement

But the next morning, you have to take care of yourself and him

He’ll help you

But Chanyeol will not baby you

He’s baby

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SORRY FOR ANY MISTAKES! IT’S NOT EDITED!

Yandere Profile Requests List:

- Taemin

- Ten

- Hendery

- Han Jisung

- Namjoon

- Kai

- Yoongi

- Baekhyun

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A ‘Sociopath’s Touch

Chapter Two: A Re-Awakening

Kai x FemReader

Rated M for Mature and E for everyone- or explicit

Words: 7602

Summary: “You are fascinating. At this point, the only thing stopping me from opening your hot bod up with a knife is, well, you.” He pulled his hand away, cocking his head to the side as you started to register what he said. You swallowed, suddenly feeling small and moist at the same time.

“What makes you think I won’t open you up?” Your voice rang out with an edge, defensively. You were a little scared. Scared you were hallucinating, scared of your own mind, of your own body betraying you. “I have a couple tricks up my sleeve too, you know.”

Kai smirked, seemingly amused by your defensiveness. “No doubt, princess.” His hands enveloped your face, getting too close which took your breath away. “But daddy is the one in charge, remember?”

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You start to get wind of the real world. Kai helps you.

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Your body shifted, trying to get more comfortable as your face rested on something tense. You murmured as you started to wake, confused about why your pillow was so tough. Your eyes widened and sat up suddenly as you realized you weren’t resting on a pillow, but someone’s chest. “Kai?”

He chuckled, sitting up with his arms crossed behind his head. “The one and only.”

You furrowed your brows, concerned of how he knew where you lived. “How did you-”

“Just a couple spells here and there, wasn’t that hard when you have the person stuck in your head. Not to mention, I still have your panties.” You flustered, both embarrassed and confused at what he said. You looked around, and it was your bed, with your dorm. You couldn’t get a grasp on what was going on, so you decided it was just a dream. You looked back to Kai, apprehensive yet intrigued.

“I’m dreaming of you.” You looked at him with a small smile, almost not believing it. “You’re cuter than I remember.”

He placed a hand on his chest, feigning pain. “I’m hurt. And no, it’s just astral projection. A ten year old could do it.”

You chuckled, not really taking him seriously, “Okay. Sure. So what does that mean?” You rested your head on the palm of your hand as you laid on your side, lifting your leg up slightly. In a way, you were trying to be seductive. “Can we-”

“Touch? Yes, very much so.” Kai grinned, laying on his side as well. “But it wouldn’t be as good as the real thing.”

You shook your head smiling, “None of this is real, if we’re being technical.” Your hand grazed upon his chest. It felt so life-like. Kai’s blue eyes examined you as your hands grazed his toned chest. He licked his lips while looking you up and down, and you felt hot all of a sudden. His appearance disappeared, and you froze. What the fuck?

Kai reappeared not a second later, and you shrieked, falling off the bed. He stood up, chuckling at your surprised and fallen state. “Heh. Lost focus for a second there. Wonder why…” You sat up, feeling so lost. One one hand, maybe you were hallucinating. Maybe you were just hoping he was here, hoping he’d look at you the way he did yesterday. He crouched down, and his fingertips went to caress your face, tracing the curves and edges. “You are fascinating. At this point, the only thing stopping me from opening your hot bod up with a knife is, well, you.” He pulled his hand away, cocking his head to the side as you started to register what he said. You swallowed, suddenly feeling small and moist at the same time.

“What makes you think I won’t open you up?” Your voice rang out with an edge, defensively. You were a little scared. Scared you were hallucinating, scared of your own mind, of your own body betraying you. “I have a couple tricks up my sleeve too, you know.”

Kai smirked, seemingly amused by your defensiveness. “No doubt, princess.” His hands enveloped your face, getting too close which took your breath away. “But daddy is the one in charge, remember?”

Your panties practically melted off from the heat that overcame your body. You bit your lip, transfixed on his. You came closer, your arms coming around his neck to delve into the kiss. You heard a knock on your door. Kai looked up, grinning at you, “503, 615, 7140. Call me.” He disappeared. You recoiled, perplexed. The knock on your door brought you back to reality, and you opened it, concerned.

“Hey, did I interrupt something?”

“No, nothing.” You swallowed, not wanting to freak her out about what just happened.

“But I thought I, um, well nevermind.” Caroline chuckled, shaking her head with a smile. “Elena and I thought it’d be cool to have brunch together, plus our friend Bonnie is back and, well, after yesterday, I thought it’d be cool for all of us to talk.” You were somewhat speechless, realizing this wasn’t a dream at all seeing as Caroline was just smiling there at the doorway. After a moment of quiet, you nodded.

“Yeah. Sorry, I just woke up. Um, I’m gonna change real quick then.” You closed the door with a fake smile, and sighed. You felt so conflicted, embarrassed even. Why did you get so hung up on some random guy and hallucinate?

You opened your drawers, changing into a garnet v-neck and some sky blue shorts. You looked through your closet, and put on some sandals. Looking in the mirror, you put your (H/C) hair in a loose bun and smiled. Your skin seemed kind of clear today too. You were such a cutie.

You opened the door to see the three best friends chatting casually. “Hey.” They smiled at you, and who you presumed to be Bonnie, held her hand out to you. “Nice to meet you...Bonnie?”

“Nice to meet you too.” Bonnie smiled politely, seeming tense.

“Okay, so where are we eating?”

Caroline sparked up, “Oh! I forgot to mention, before we go, can you get your textbooks? We were looking to catch Bonnie up since she’s been gone for so long.”

Your muscles tensed, and you cursed inside your head. They just wanted to study with you, or use your notes, not really much for your company. “Yeah, I’ll grab my books real quick.” You opened the door to your room again, unconsciously biting your lip. It was a nervous habit you just couldn’t stop, sometimes even making yourself bleed. You grabbed your bag, and shook your head at how you could forget your phone. You stiffened, remembering your vision, or whatever it was, from earlier. You dialed the number as fast as you could, and felt your heart beat fast as it rang.

“Let me guess who.” Your blood ran cold as Kai’s voice registered in your mind. You couldn’t think of anything to say, and hung up in shock. You cursed aloud, looking at your phone in terror.

“This is fucking crazy. I’m fucking crazy…” You saved his number.

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You stared at your phone on the coffee table as the others talked about what they were going to do for the holidays. This new cafe was definitely a low blow as you realized why Caroline picked this place instead of the Whitmore Bar.

You guys sat in the lobby area, on red chairs with notebooks out, occasionally chatting as Bonnie asked questions about what classes she took and what she missed. You had decided to lend Bonnie your notebook in an effort to become friends, but still felt annoyed about being their answer sheet.

“Oh my god, I totally forgot to mention! A certain virgin got some action yesterday!” They looked to you, and you felt yourself redden at the thought of you and Kai.

Elena opened her mouth in disbelief, and feigned offense. “I can’t believe you told Caroline before me!”

You giggled, “In my defense, she only knew first because she caught us.”

Caroline smiled, “Oh my god, he had the bluest eyes ever. He was so cute. They were so cute together!”

Bonnie's smile tightened, but you didn’t think too much of it.

“Oh, and I got his number too.” Caroline squealed, Elena grinned in approval, and Bonnie smiled politely. “It turns out that he sneaked a note with it in my pocket while I was…” Elena raised an eyebrow, “...distracted.”

Elena shook her head, “Okay, no. I need details. Now.”

You looked down, smiling while you reminisced about him. “He had this punkish vibe. When he walked in the bar, it was like he demanded attention. He seemed a little narcissistic, and a-know-it-all, but it was cute. And his hair, he was just so freaking cute. When he talked to me, he didn’t seem interested, but then it was like he suddenly thought I was worth it or something, and-”

“What’s his name?” Bonnie interceded, raising an eyebrow. You looked at her, confused as to why she would interrupt so suddenly. You were about to answer when something appeared to your left, sitting next to you.

“Don’t answer her.” You tensed up, recognizing his voice. Nobody else seemed to notice him, and you sighed.

“Why?” You had directed it at him, but Bonnie thought it was for her.

“I don’t know, just curious.” She looked at you, challenging you. His voice whispered in your ear, and you felt goosebumps.

“She has a thing for me. Don’t worry about it, just tell her you forgot.” You wanted to look at him, at his eyes, but you didn’t. You square your shoulders, and sheepishly smile. Thank God you took drama last semester.

“This is embarrassing, but I kind of forgot. It was a heat of the moment kind of thing, and I never really got it.” Bonnie didn’t seem to like your answer.

“What did the note say?” Elena looked at her confused, and Caroline tensed up. It was starting to get awkward.

You scoffed, feeling agitated. “His number, and to call him. Obviously.”

Elena spoke, confused, “It doesn’t really matter that much, Bonnie.”

Bonnie shook her head, “Who practically sleeps with someone, but doesn’t even know their name?”

Kai bursted out laughing while you fumed, “She has a point there, (Y/N). If only she knew how wrong she was.”

Caroline shook her head, “Why are you being so judgy, Bonnie? I mean, that’s supposed to be my job, remember?”

“Because it could be Kai!” The whole restaurant seemed to look at your group, and you scratched your head, feigning disinterest. You didn’t want them to see that you did know his name, that he knows Bonnie. “I mean, the fact that she coincidentally meets someone the day after he abandoned me? Not to mention, he is punk-ish, blue-eyed, and narcissistic? It has to be Kai.”

Elena nodded at her worried best friend, then looked at you, “We need to meet him, (Y/N). The person you’re with could very well be Kai, and that’s dangerous.”

You raised an eyebrow, almost offended. “Okay, well, first of all, I can’t even get him to respond to my texts. Second, how are you so sure? I mean, tell me about this dude named… Kay?”

Bonnie frowned, “It’s Kai. And his eyes, what kind of blue were they? And his hair, it was spiky and brown, right?” You looked to Caroline as she nodded, and you bit your lip.

Kai’s hand went to rest on your thigh, and you placed your hand on the same thigh as well. It was like it went through him. Your head felt like it was spinning from all these strange occurrences. “I’m supposed to be looking for bandages, you know. But here I am, talking to someone so insignificant to me. Life is weird.”

You shook your head, cursing under your breath as you chuckled. Kai was really getting under your skin, and you almost wanted to laugh.

“What’s so funny, (Y/N)?” Caroline looked at you, seeming annoyed at your humour.

“I just think it’s so dumb. I mean, all this trouble over a boy?” You shrugged it off, downplaying the whole situation. “I mean, what is he that’s so troubling? A warlock?” They looked at each other as Kai laughed again.

“You’re actually spot on. Do you feel freaked out? I mean, I kind of would.” You purse your lips, wanting to respond, but couldn’t look crazy. Elena suddenly walked up to you, and you froze as she grabbed hold of your shoulders. You tried to pull away, but her eyes drew you.

“What’s the name of the guy that you met yesterday?” You zoned out, and were going to answer when you felt Kai squeeze your thigh, and you blinked, confused.

“Say it’s Mike.”

“Michael.” You blinked, and felt confused. Bonnie sighed, shaking her head as Elena and Caroline nodded to each other. What was that? You got up, side-stepping Elena so you could get your books.

Caroline got up, “Why are you going? Are you upset?”

You put your books in your bag, and grabbed your phone. You glanced at her, clutching your bag. “No, just tired out if I’m honest. Not to mention you guys are kind of prying, so I think I’ll just go.”

You walked out, feeling weird as you could hear Kai walk with you, but nobody else reacted to him. You hated it. “How does all of this work? I mean, am I hallucinating? What are you? Why do they hate you so much?”

“Some friends they are. They tried to compel you, you realize that, right?”

You scowled as he dodged your questions, “What does that even mean?”

He grinned, “They’re vampires. You know, blood consuming, ‘rawr’, vampires.”

You raised an eyebrow, “What? I don’t get it. Like Dracula?”

“Nah. More modern. Basically just what I said, they’re vampires and can have mind-control over you. Make you do things, forget things even.”

You clutched your purse, wondering how many times you might have walked in on something that you weren’t supposed to see. Maybe even attacked, near death. Who’s right is it to withhold information like that? You understood you weren’t extremely close, but you didn’t know exactly how to feel. “Could you take stuff like that away? I mean, you didn’t let them compel me just now?”

“Because it was in the moment. The longer it has been compelled into you, the harder it would be to take away. Painful, at least.” He rolled his eyes at me, almost as if saying I was dumb to not know that.

“Why do they hate you?” You stood your ground, scrutinizing his stance. I mean, they seemed like good-hearted people, and you’re pretty sure vampires didn’t always turn by choice. Witches were born, at least, that’s what you thought. You didn’t know anymore. All you knew is that they hated him, and you needed to find out why.

“They hate me because I kind of broke little Bon-Bon’s trust the other day.” He shrugged, crossing his hands behind his back. You scoffed, annoyed at the dismissal. You didn’t care how dangerous he was, or seemed. You had gotten under his skin once, and he’s been truthful with you so far. You were determined to know everything about everything.

“Okay, well can we just talk about how I’m seeing you right now? I mean, you said I was right about you being a warlock? I mean, we’re talking, and one minute we can touch but the next we can’t. I want real answers now. The whole truth.” You stopped, not caring what people thought anymore as you talked to him openly.

“Listen, I have some stuff to do. But how about tonight at six?” You sighed, rubbing your forehead. Reluctantly, you nodded as he disappeared. You felt as if you were going insane, not being able to wrap your head around anything. You checked the time on your phone, it was early still, eleven in the morning to be exact.

You started to walk back to your dorm, feeling annoyed at everything. A warlock? Vampires? This was so much to take in. You bumped into something and fell, “Hey! Watch where you’re going!” You saw Professor Saltzman being helped up by another guy, who had blue, almost teal eyes and the most broad shoulders. You got up, quickly realizing how rude you were. “Hey, I’m so sorry, Mr. Saltzman. I didn’t mean to be so rude, it’s just that some people on campus can walk all over you if you let them.”

He gave you a brief smile, “No worries.” He walked past you, and you had a small epiphany. You walked up to the occult professor, trying to keep up with their pace.

“Wait, I wanted to talk to you about something really quick.” The guy with blue eyes turned to you, annoyed.

“Buzz off, kid. We have real problems, unlike you.” They continued to walk away. You got annoyed.

“So do I! My friends might be vampires! And you’re an occult studies professor, so I thought you could help with resisting mind control, or… I don’t know who else to go to. Please.” They stopped in their tracks, and the guy who was with the professor just rolled his eyes. You scowled and tried to back away from him as he walked up to you, and squeezed your shoulders harshly.

“Damon, don’t!” You heard professor Saltzman call out, but your attention went to the man’s teal eyes as he looked into yours, and you began to zone out.

“Forget anything you know about vampires, and just go live your boring college life.” You blinked. You looked around, alone. You sighed, thinking about Kai, his secrets, and his witchiness. You had to go get some study time before you could go anywhere, so you went to your dorm.

* * * * * * * *

Damon opened the door for Alaric, as his best friend just ignored him. He was mad, rightfully since Kai stole Jo and was trying to kill her. Not to mention stealing the ascendant, but it was for Bonnie. It was worth it. Even Elena was okay with it, even if it was rude to Jo and Alaric, Bonnie was home now. Besides, Kai had gotten out regardless of whether or not they had the ascendant.They sauntered in, finding Elena and her two best friends chatting.

They looked at the pair of men confused. “What’s going on?”

Damon smirked, “Ready to get some revenge, Bennett?”

Elena and Bonnie looked at him skeptically, and Caroline crowned. “What does that even mean?”

Alaric sighed, “Kai has Jo and Liv.”

“What? I’m coming with you.” Elena stood, and so did the other girl.

Damon and Alaric looked at each other. Damon shrugged as Alaric grasped at his forehead. “We just need to get Jo back.” Alaric muttered, leaving the cafe abruptly as Caroline and Elena followed suit. Damon and Bonnie hung back.

The oldest vampire there looked to the witch, “Excited, Bon-Bon?”

Bonnie smirked at him, “Kai’s back. And I’m going to kill him.”

* * * * * * * *

Kai rested against the gravestone, his chained hands feeling the dirt underneath him. He smirked as the others argued about killing him, about their morals. How Alaric, Elena and Caroline wanted to keep him alive, but Bonnie and Damon wanted him dead understandably. He raised an eyebrow, realizing the magic that lies in the town and started to concentrate on siphoning it into him. He grinned, feeling it consume him.

Damon raised an eyebrow, “Wait. Why isn’t he talking?”

Bonnie scowled, “He never stops talking.”

Caroline let out a small gasp, “His chains are melting.”

Alaric yelled over the loud wind as it started to really pick up, “Is he chanting?”

Kai stood, feeling seriously pissed off. He looked over, not even smirking as he took in their shocked expressions.

Damon squinted, “You little magic sucker.”

Bonnie took a step back, “He took the magic from the traveler’s spell. All that power…”

Elena looked to Bonnie, “But you could still take him, right Bonnie?” The witch looked to the ground, “Bonnie?”

“I can try but-“ Alaric started to run for him when Kai picked him up with a wave of his hand and slammed him against a tree.

“Ric!” Elena rushed to his side as Caroline and Damon rushed to Kai. Bonnie started to chant something and Kai was pushed against a tree, groaning. Caroline held one arm as Damon was about to swing, when Kai disappeared.

Bonnie grunted, “You coward! Come back here!”

Damon groaned, “I really hate that move.”

Elena helped Alaric up, and Caroline went over to Bonnie. “Bonnie, it’ll be okay. You’ll have your chance-“

“It’s not okay, Caroline! He tortured me. He gained my trust, then stabbed me! None of this is okay.” She turned away from the blonde, walking towards their car. Damon sighed, looking at the witch’s retreating figure.

Caroline held the back of her neck, feeling guilty. Elena smiled politely, “Don’t worry, Caroline. It’ll be okay.”

Alaric grunted, “I can't believe he really took all the magic out of Mystic Falls.”

Caroline looked at Elena and Damon with a small smile, “We can go home.”

Damon pulled his phone out, “Yeah. I’ll call Stefan.”

Alaric raised an eyebrow, “What about Kai? What are we going to do about him? What if he comes after Jo?”

Elena placed a hand on Ric’s shoulder, “Bonnie and I can help protect her. If he shows himself, we’ll be ready.”

Caroline looked to the floor, thinking for a moment. Elena noticed as the others left for their cars and spoke, “Care? What’s wrong?”

The blonde looked up with a worried expression, “That was the guy from the bar. He was with (Y/N).”

Elena opened her mouth in shock, “Are you sure? What do you want to do?”

Caroline sighed, “Well we have two more problems. One, did she lie about knowing his name and is she on vervain? Because if she’s on vervain-“

“Then she knows we’re vampires.”

“That or he lied to her but…”

The brunette shrugged, “So she was lied to. (Y/N) was compelled. I compelled her..”

“No. You could tell too, right? She was trying to hide his name, and she was acting so strange. Then to suddenly leave? No, Elena. She knows about us.”

“We need to get to her before Kai does.”

* * * * * * * *

You awoke with a nudge to your face, and you groaned as you opened your eyes. It was Caroline and Elena. You raised an eyebrow, starting to get up, “How did you get into my room?”

Caroline leaned forward, “Don’t be alarmed, we’re just here to ask you a couple questions. We just want the truth.”

You immediately calmed down, smiling. “What do you want to know?”

Elena interceded, almost anxious, “What do you know about us?”

You shrugged, “You use me to help you guys study. We’re friends, but I question our relationship a lot. That’s basically it. Why?”

Caroline rolled her eyes, impatient, “How come we couldn’t compel you earlier?”

You blushed, “Kai was there. He touched my leg and told me to say another name. I didn’t understand what was happening, to be honest.”

Elena raised an eyebrow, “He sucked the magic out of you. How was he there?”

You looked down, thinking for a moment, then suddenly remembering. “Something about astral projection. I think he’s a witch, but beyond that I don’t know much about him.”

Caroline crossed her arms, “What else did he tell you? Did he mention anything about us?”

You furrowed your brows, trying to remember everything, but couldn’t. “I don’t remember.”

The blonde scoffed, “Why not?”

You frowned, “I don’t know. I don’t remember.”

The brunette made a small gasp, “She’s been compelled already.”

Caroline raised an eyebrow, “Yeah, by who? I mean… who would’ve just brainwashed this random student to forget about vampires?”

You had a small epiphany, “He had teal eyes. He was with professor Saltzman, walking towards the cafe. I… asked them something and he…” You groaned, clutching your forehead. The pain went away and you smiled at the young vampires. “I don’t remember, sorry.”

“Damon. It had to be. She probably asked the wrong thing to Ric, and Damon erased her memory.”

Caroline smiles, “Huh. Well, that was nice of him.”

You nodded, rubbing your eyes and yawning. You were still tired. Elena looked to the blonde suddenly, “We need to make her forget about Kai.”

You frowned, “What? No!” You backed away, standing up from the bed. “I’m not letting you do that.”

Caroline rolled her eyes again, “Trust me, we’re doing you a favor.” Elena went up to you as you backed away.

“Stop, I don’t want this.” You kept backing away, scared. You didn’t know what was going on exactly, but you didn’t want her to do this to you. You wanted him. You craved him. “Please don’t do this.”

You felt her hands on your shoulders and you squeezed your eyes shut. Elena sighed in defeat, and Caroline groaned. “Oh, for christ's sake!”

The older vampire softly shoved the brunette out of the way and painfully gripped your shoulder. You groaned in pain, the hurt making you open your eyes and be drawn into her blue ones. “Please-“

“You’re going to forget about Kai. You’re going to delete his contact info, and you’re going to find someone not so sociopathic, okay?” She let go of you as your whole demeanor changed. They walked out the door quietly as tears welled in your eyes from the fear. But you were numb, you didn’t even know why you were crying so you wiped your eyes until it went away. You went to your phone, deleting his contact and closing your eyes. You breathed in deeply, and out slowly. Your eyes opened, blinking once. You grasped your head, suddenly getting a headache but you shook your head, withstanding the pain. You went to change into only a hoodie, leaving your pants off and just wearing some panties, suddenly feeling lonely when you heard a knock. You weren’t expecting anyone?

You opened the door, seeing a stranger smirk at you. His blue eyes shined beautifully, and his arm rested against the door frame, and his face was smug. He was very handsome, and you flushed up, realizing how exposed you were to this stranger. He walked into your room, and you raised an eyebrow at the audacity of this stranger. “Oh god, you wouldn’t believe the day I’ve had. Well, I mean it’s better now. You look so cute in that outfit.”

His gaze wandered down to your legs, and you felt yourself heat up. “No offense, but I don’t really know who you are.” His eyes locked with you, and you could see the anger in them. You embraced yourself, feeling frightened. “If-If you could leave, that would be…”

He walked towards you, making you walk backwards until your body hit the door. You had cornered yourself, and you felt stupid suddenly. His hands went to your shoulders, and you tensed. “Please, I don’t want it to happen like this.” You started to tear up as he snickered sarcastically.

“For what to happen?” You winced at his harsh tone and looked to the floor.

“My first time.” He let go of you, and you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. His voice seemed soft as he spoke.

“You’ve never..?” You shook your head and shuffled your feet, feeling awkward. He shook his head, and you hesitantly took a step forward.

“Are you upset for some reason? Does it have something to do with me?” He looked up, and you could see the sadness twinge in his eyes. But it was put away quickly as he stood.

“So you really don’t remember?”

You shook your head, “How do I not know you’re some stalker?”

Kai stepped closer, his eyes piercing yours, “Because when we talked, you told me about your family. About how you came here to get away from them, to forget about them and just-“

“Prove them wrong.” Your heart tug at your conscience, and you clutched at the hems of your hoodie. You still felt unsure for some reason. Then, he suddenly closed the distance between you two. You had wanted to push against him at first, but for some reason, his embrace against you felt right. As if it was…

“Familiar.” His hands clutched at your waist as he pulled away, and let out a small laugh.

“What was that, princess?” Your body reacted to his voice quickly. Specifically to that nickname, and you shuffled your legs, feeling frustrated.

Your hands held his face, tracing his features in wonder. His blue eyes, you could see something in them when they looked at you. “You feel familiar. Like there’s something I’m missing, and I can’t describe it…”

“I can help you remember, if you’d like.” His hand played with your hair as the other played with the hem of your sweater, you furrowed your eyebrows. It was hard to concentrate, his rings were so cold against your heated skin.

“Remember what?” He dug his face into the crook of your neck, and you sighed as he planted light kisses. You felt so confused, so scandalous as your body reacted to the stranger so well. Almost like he wasn’t a stranger at all. He sat on the edge of your bed, taking you in his lap with a hint of a smile on his pensive and serious face.

“Our thing, I guess. I don’t really know what to call it, but we have history. Your so-called friends made you forget, but I can help you remember. This might hurt your head a bit, you just have to trust me.” You reluctantly nodded, weirdly trusting the man for some reason. Instinct, you suppose. He cupped your face, and kissed you passionately as a light pain seared in your skull. You groaned into the kiss, your hands clutching at his jacket as you suddenly remembered serving him at the bar.

You pulled away gasping, and he licked his bottom lip as he let go of you. “We met at the bar. You came in…”

His hands grazed your thigh and your hands started to massage his shoulders, “To fully remember everything is gonna hurt really bad. And you can take it, but there’s always a way I can distract you.”

You raised an eyebrow, hesitant to go through the searing pain again, “What are you proposing?”

“Lay down on your back, princess.” He motioned to the bed, and you felt goosebumps rise on your skin as he spoke. You obeyed, laying down and feeling nervous about what he was thinking about doing. As far as you knew, you’ve never done anything with him before. All you knew is that you needed to get these memories back without passing out from the pain. He stood, looking down at your slightly parted legs, and your innocent (E/C) eyes. He started to climb between your legs, and you gasped as he pulled you closer by your thighs. His face went to your collarbone, lightly sucking on it and your breath hitched. He continued to suck and kiss above the hoodie’s neckline. “You don’t remember this, but my name is Kai. I’ve seen your body entirely naked, and I’m really…” His lips nipped at your skin. “Really…” His hips grounded against yours and you whimpered. “Good at loving your body.” You felt as if your skin was on fire as he grinned against you. He clutched at your shoulders, grinding against you while fully clothed. “When I start siphoning, you’re gonna be in a world full of pain. You know that, don’t you, princess?” You writhed against him, nodding.

“Kai, I-“

He shook his finger in your face, clicking his tongue in disapproval. “As I recall, you like to call me daddy.” You reddened immediately, embarrassed of your past self. He nudged at your hoodie, and you sat up to take it off. You didn’t have a bra on underneath, and he smirked as he reached to touch you. You suddenly had gathered some courage and you smirked back, and wagged a finger in his face as well.

“Nuh-uh. You need to take off some clothes too, daddy.” The name rolled off your tongue smoothly, and your center moistened. He raised an eyebrow, somewhat confused but also surprised you were giving instructions. However, he silently sat up and peeled off his jacket and shirt.

“Is that better?” You shook your head and nodded towards his jeans. He shook his head, smiling, “You’re so demanding, princess. Isn’t that supposed to be daddy’s job?” He unbuckled his belt as you traced his toned chest, down to his stomach. He stood, pulling down his jeans. All you could do was stare at his body with hooded eyes, thinking about all the things you could do together. “You should take a picture. It’ll last longer…”

You scoffed, scooting to the edge of the bed on your knees as his eyes were drawn to your chest. You beckoned him forward, his eyes were so dark blue, they were almost black. “I’d rather play with the real thing.” His arms enveloped your waist as he kissed you deeply, and pain mixed with pleasure as the memories started to come back to you. Your chest pressed against his, and you both moaned into the kiss. You tugged at the ends of his hair, and he smiled breathlessly.

“You’re something else.” He kissed you again, harder. You groaned, kissing him back as your body felt on fire with the overwhelming feelings that contrasted each other; pain and pleasure. You could feel his boner through his boxers, and you pulled away as he stopped siphoning for a second.

“I want it.”

He looked at you confused, “What? But it’s your first-“

You grasped his face in your hands, and panted as you spoke. “I want it with you. I know we kind of just met and you probably don’t feel the same way but, if everything you say is true then, you’re the only one I can trust right now. I trust you, and if it’s not now with you, with the hottest guy I’ve ever seen in my life... I’d rather it be never.”

His eyes analyzed your face, his expression indescribable. All he did was nod, pressing his forehead against yours. You looked up at him, and lightly giggled as you tried to ease the tension. “Just be careful, okay?”

He said nothing, but kissed you softly. It was sweet, then when the pain began again, he kissed you harder. You moaned as he gently laid you back, your body shuddering from the overstimulation of pain and teasing pleasure from kissing and grinding.ng against each other. He kissed your jaw, then started planting sloppy kisses against your skin on his way down to your wet core. His hands lightly skimmed the sides of your body, searing your skin as he did so. Your headache grew as he laid between your legs, his hands firm against your thighs as he hooked his arms around them. Your breath hitched as he snuggled his face against your panties, breathing you in. “You smell delicious, princess.”

Kai sits up to pull your panties down, throwing them to the side immediately. “I really missed you for some reason.” He leaned in, his breathing against your wetness making you feel light headed. His hands gripped your thighs, and the pain returned as he made one long lick against your core. You moaned, your legs clutching around his head as he teasingly peppered kisses against your intimate lips. “And being here, against you, really soothes my stressed… thoughts.”

You winced, as both the pain and the pleasure made you feel weak. He started to kiss your lips more openly, making you moan as he licked and nibbled against your inner core. You crooned, “You’re right. You’re really good…”

His tongue suddenly entered your entrance, and you squeaked aloud. “Daddy, that feels so amazing...” Your hips bucked against his mouth, and you felt a memory come back to you. He was kissing against your chest, nibbling against your chest. His voice murmuring against your skin, and you smiled. Your heart to heart conversation at the bar, the way you felt when he looked at you up and down. When he had appeared in your room the morning after, when he had told you the truth about everything, and when he had loved your body expertly. You giggled in the midst of the pain and pleasure at the same time when he nibbled at your clit. “I really missed you, Kai. Funny thing is, the pain only makes it feel better.”

He looked up at you, his eyes dark as he sat up. You smirked, “I remember you.” He gripped your thighs, his siphoning making you grunt as he pulled you pelvis to pelvis, and started to grind against you. “I remember your tongue, I remember your kiss… I remember your hand inside me.” He grinded harder, and you moaned. “I want you. Please.”

Kai shook his head as he grinded more against you, still siphoning the mind compulsion out of you. You were in euphoria as he grinded his boner against you, but you wanted more. “Why not? Please, Kai… Daddy, I really need you inside me.”

He only grinded rougher against you, and leaned closer in to kiss you. “No…” He murmured against your lips, and you moaned as he rubbed in a certain way that hit your clit. Memories rushed back as you started to build towards your climax, and you wrapped your arms around his neck. You looked in his eye as you started grinding faster, harder, more sloppy.

“Why not?” He licked his bottom lip as he kept thrusting against you, your breasts slightly bouncing, and the bed starting to creak underneath you. “Daddy, please-” You shrieked as he suddenly bit into your shoulder, practically growling as he murmured against your skin to keep calling him that. You moaned his nickname again, both of you panting against each other. You needed more. Faster. Harder.

“Princess, I’m-”

“Me too, daddy. Baby. Kai. Kai!” His thrusts stopped and he held his pelvis against you as you both climaxed. You grunted, clenching your legs around his waist as he siphoned as much out of you as he thought possible. He let go, gently resting his head against your chest as he panted with you, calming his nerves. He was looking at the floor, humming in his afterglow. A couple minutes passed when he suddenly spoke.

“You deserve better than me for your first. Someone who loves you, at least. You barely even know me.” You looked down at him, and ran your hand through his hair. You felt captivated by him, his actions, his words… Everything about him drew you in, it consumed you. You couldn’t think of anyone that you’d want more to be with you and love your body than Kai. You didn’t know why but, you wanted him.

“There’s no one I want more than you right now.” He lifted his head, looking at you in surprise. You smiled sheepishly, “I don’t know exactly what it is about you, but I just can’t get you out of my head. Even when you walked in here and I didn’t remember you, it was like I was still drawn to you. You’re so-”

He smirked up at you, “Charming?”

“Addicting. It’s like this new flavor I never knew existed and now, it’s the only flavor.” He grinned, almost sadistically, and slapped your thigh as he sat up.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way, cutie. Now get dressed, we’re going on a date.” You looked at the time, it was already nine in the evening. It had already been two hours? You thought back, remembering all the compulsion Elena and her friends had done to you.

“Kai?”

“Yeah?” He slipped on his pants, going commando which had distracted you for a second, but you shook your head.

“What you did to me, the magic sucking or whatever-”

“Siphoning.”

“Yeah, that. Everything I remember now is completely true?” Your hand drifted to your neck, feeling slightly nervous about your newfound information. You started to doubt a lot of things, and you didn’t know how to feel. The man with the teal eyes, it hurt to even think about it.

“Unless you were hallucinating, why?” You furrowed your eyebrows, searching through your memories as to be accurate. You looked up at him, anxious.

“Do you know a vampire named Elena?” Kai froze as he put on his jacket, and looked at you quizzically.

“Why?” He sat next to you, a devious glint in his eye. You sighed, the feelings overwhelming you as you recalled your lost memory.

“It was a couple years ago. I was on my way home with my aunt, driving out of Mystic Falls when we stumbled across someone laying on the road. It was a girl, it was Elena. My aunt, being dumb and nice, went out to see if she was okay. My aunt talked to her, then went to the back of the car. I didn’t even see her move, she was there and then she just wasn’t. Next thing I heard is her screaming, and then nothing.” You held your breath, not wanting to cry in front of him. “I tried to be quiet in the car, but this guy with teal eyes, he found me. He made me forget what happened, told me to go to the police station and say my aunt and I had been attacked. She’s been declared missing ever since. But she’s not missing, she’s dead.” You blew out a breath, clutching his hand that was next to yours. “He made me forget my aunt was dead because of her. He buried her up. They buried her. I can’t believe she was my friend.”

Kai squeezed your hand as he knelt in front of you, wiping away the tears you didn’t even notice were there. You sniffled as he smirked up at you, “What?”

He bit his lip, grinning. “Wanna have some revenge?” His thumb caressed against your cheek, and you smiled softly.

“What? Like a prank?” Kai chuckled as he shook his head, standing up and heading over to your dressers. He started going through them, throwing some on the floor that you presumed he thought were dumb or ugly. You rolled your eyes, “I’m sorry, are those your clothes?”

He laughed at your remark, “I just think you look better without them.” You huffed as he threw you a bra, some underwear, and some jeans and a hoodie. “But these will do, I guess.”

You changed into the clothes he gave you, and left your hair down. “Okay, Kai, lay it on me. Where are we going?”

He put an arm around your shoulder as he walked you outside, “I said we’re going to get revenge. But also a date. A davenge. Yeah, that’s solid.” You shook your head as you guys walked out of the dorms. “So you don’t have any dorm mates. What’s up with that?”

You felt sheepish as you recalled how, “Well, I kind of pretended to have this mental illness where I’m a big germaphobe and would freak out about sharing a space with someone.” He burst out laughing.

“Damn. You’re a diabolical girl, (Y/N).” You smiled, kind of feeling appreciated for a change. It was always weird to be seen as the studybook, but you were someone with different sides to them. You made it out to the lot, and Kai gestured to the rest of the cars. “Which one do you like?”

You were confused, but played along. “I actually really like the black mustang over there.” He smirked as he saw your decision, and led you to it. He gestured to it, muttering under his breath. It unlocked easily, and he grinned at you happily.

“Now, it’s ours.” You scoffed, thinking about how unbelievable he was. He opened the passenger door, gesturing for you to get in. There was no alarm, so you held back a smile as you sat and he closed the door. You didn’t want to exactly condone this type of behaviour, but how could you resist his infectious attitude? He sat in the driver’s seat, caressing the car’s dashboard with a small mutter.

You raised an eyebrow, “Have you ever driven?”

The car revved up, and he let out a triumphant laugh. “We won’t die, if that’s what you’re asking.”

You rolled your eyes, smiling with a shake of your head. “So where are we headed now?”

Kai leaned over, suddenly kissing you roughly with a small groan. You kissed him back, giggling like a schoolgirl. “Answer my question, Kai.”

He pulled away, sitting upright and shifting the gear into drive. “We’re going to Mystic Falls.”

* * * * * * * *

“Okay, heh.” Elena huffed as Damon closed the door on her. She was perplexed, to say the least. Why had he acted like he hadn’t seen her?

“May have put a cloaking spell on us.” Elena turned to see you and Kai behind her. She seemed shocked, to say the least. You were glad she was shocked, scared even. You didn’t know why he had chosen to confront her, but you had wanted some type of revenge so you went along with it all. He held a tire iron on his shoulder while you scrutinized her. “How genius is that?” He chuckled, then swung the tire iron to her face.

You gasped, rushing over to her unconscious body, “You killed her!”

Kai rolled his eyes, “Relax. She can’t actually die, she’s a vampire, remember?”

You huffed, all your worry about her being actually dead gone. “Good.” He looked back at you in confusion, and you smirked up at him as you walked over. “Because that would’ve been some sucky revenge.” He raised an eyebrow with a small smile as you planted a small kiss on his cheek, then sauntered over to the car. The siphon witch put the vampire over his shoulder, then called out to you as he followed.

“How do you like your eggs?”

You smiled back at him, opening the trunk for him. “Sunny side up.”

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Is This Love?

- It had to be that fateful day that you two stumbled into his spree. The day that would mentally fuck with you forever. - Spree AU

♫ - The thinking you’re the better man The danger I don't I understand

Word Count: 3K

Warnings: Blood, language, some attraction to a serial murderer, standard final girl

pic credit: @pinkresources​

You don’t know where everything went wrong. Things just went downhill so fast that you barely had a chance to even blink.

Yet here you were, covered in who you thought was your best friend’s blood, a giddy Kurt, and a million people watching.

This couldn’t be the same sweet unassuming guy you’d met before, right?

Everything about him was off now. His tone, his style, his demeanor. Maybe you chose not to see the undertones of insanity to him. Because you were just as alone as he was in the end. 

Looking back now, he was definitely stalking his prey. Whether that was you or her, whoever gave him the most leverage and made him a household name. A name to either be feared or admired.

It had to be that fateful day that you two stumbled into his spree. The day that would mentally fuck with you forever. 

It was supposed to be a normal day, just get your friend, in and out of some of her busiest and various interviews. You were her assistant, even if she tried to coin it some other term or just called you her friend, plain and simple.

Your pairing made you feel somewhat self conscious. Here she was, pretty, leggy, adored by fans online, the facade she had constructed for herself when in reality she was just manipulative and vindictive. This definitely wasn’t the crowd you wanted to work with, alas here you were.

“Remind me what we’re doing.” She said, eyes still completely glued to the phone. 

“Variety wanted that challenge video with you.” 

“Perfect, now,’ she took her eyes off of the screen and paused her typing. “Where’s the car?” 

“What car?” 

She rolled her eyes, “Those shitheads didn’t get me a car? How do they expect us to get there, walking?” 

Sometimes you wondered how she made it this far. Probably because everyone wanted to be used by her.

“Relax, I’ll just order a ride again.” You whipped out your phone, picking a red app out of the hundreds of others that caught your eye.

“Relax? Do you know how hard it is for me? I could be in the Maldives by now but no you told me to do this stupid interview because you’re poor.”

The insult didn’t exactly sting you as much as it would’ve a year ago. As a media graduate you thought you’d be working within the big leagues, not with a prissy and bitchy vlogger who wanted everything at the drop of a hat. 

Plus this interview came with some big bucks and if you could manage to nail this without fail, you could quit the very next day.

“Sorry, look, it’s just today and then tomorrow you can go out and do whatever you want.”

She whines, eyes back onto her phone and tweeting about her hardships. While the princess waited you kept an eye on passing cars, anything that would match the one on your screen. 

A car pulls up in front of you both, the windows of the passenger seat rolling down to greet you.

“Kurt, right?” 

He nods with a smirk, definitely inviting you in but also reminding you of someone. You make your way to the backseat, but are pushed aside as your friend takes her place in the middle of the row. You laugh nervously, glancing at Kurt as you take the passenger seat. 

“What’s with all these cameras? Are you like in a reality show?” Your friend blurts out, prompting Kurt to glance at her.

“It’s just for safety. Wait are you - oh my god you are!” Kurt gushes, making the connection of the celebrity in his backseat. 

Your friend flashes her pearly whites at Kurt, loving to be the center of attention. 

“No way. Bobby is not gonna believe this.” He beams.

You can feel it’s almost time to dissociate in order to get through this ride. 

Kurt turns his phone over to the right, capturing your friend’s image a little better. The comments pop one after the other at rapid speed. You can’t read it but you can tell by Kurt’s face whoever is commenting is in disbelief. 

“My friend Bobby is obsessed with you, he always says he would make a sex tape with you.” 

You cringe at the thought and at the sudden robot voice erupting from Kurt’s phone exclaiming that Julia take her top off. It doesn’t seem to faze her though, she lives for it.

“Hey has anyone told you, you look exactly like that guy from Stranger Things?” Julia laughs, You’re unsure if it’s supposed to be a jab or an actual compliment for Kurt.

Kurt’s smile drops, it’s something he got a lot as a tease from Bobby. How he looked like him but didn’t quite have his suave and lovable demeanor. If anything he was the complete opposite, pathetic.

“A bit.” He waves the thought away, and as soon as your friend begins to take pictures of herself, he begins speaking rapidly. 

“If you post anything, make sure to tag me I’m KurtsWorld 96. Follow for follow.” He beams, as if this is something he normally does.

Ohhhhhh boy. This is just a twitter bot in a boy’s body isn’t it. 

Your friend just giggles to herself, completely ignoring his plea for fame. 

“See, I would love to do that. But my friend has to do like some background check or whatever. No hard feelings though, ‘kay?” With that she’s back to her own bubble.

It’s you who’s on the spotlight now though and you mentally curse her out for it. 

“Really?” Kurt glances at you and you can read him just like all the other fans. The hopefulness in his eyes. 

“I mean if you need to check out my stuff I don’t mind at all. In fact, that’s why I have all these cameras set up.”

“I thought they were for protection.” 

Kurt chuckles, “That too, but I mean when stuff like this happens you have to document it, right? Gotta let everyone know what you’re doing all the time.” 

The extreme level of desperation from Kurt almost scares you. You’ve seen this before, you were this before. His problem is he doesn’t have a Julia. 

You nod, smiling easily. 

“After all, we’re only as good as our last performance.” Kurt says suddenly. 

You do a double take.

There’s a familiarity to what he says. You’ve seen or heard it somewhere before. Something only known to you in private. 

Your brows furrow as you both look at each other. There’s a certain tension between you now, you get goosebumps from the way he looks at you. The feeling in the pit of your stomach confuses you. 

The times he glances at you in silence just to raise his brows or to do some facial quirk to make you laugh feel pleasant.

You watch him intently, the way his fingers grip the wheel, the way his hair could use just a touch of hydration, the way the corners of his lips lift into a smirk.

Julia doesn’t notice the eye fucking at all, not surprising.

The later half of the ride consisted mostly of just Kurt talking about something he was planning and that if you two were interested he would love to have both of you back. 

Julia, though always eager to have a camera shoved in her face, surprisingly declines because Kurt just doesn’t seem like he’d suit her brand. You feel the embarrassment for him and want to get out of this situation as soon as possible.

Your prayers are answered and the minute you see Kurt brake, you rush out just as your friend holds up a finger for you to wait. Kurt offers her a water bottle which she takes happily because it’s “free”. You wait but he offers you none.

She takes small sips and then crams it into her bag. 

Kurt simpers, but you don’t know what exactly is in the bottle, yet. 

“Thanks, Kurt.” You can’t help but meet his gaze. It’s not desperate anymore, no. It’s almost.....darker.

“My pleasure.” 

You both rush into the building, Julia forgetting about him already. But he sits in your mind the entire time. 

Julia cries as she doubles over in pain, her hand basically gripping yours for dear life as she coughs up blood. She had left the interview early due to a stomach ache but you’d never seen anything so severe.

“Julia, okay listen to me, we have to get you to the hospital.”

She shakes her head, hurling crimson onto your shirt and hands. 

“Julia! You need help, we need to go!” You yelled adamantly.

She wasn’t like this until the car ride with Kurt. 

You sprang into action, going back to your phone and putting in Kurt’s info to find where he was. The only perk about being an assistant to an influencer, is people will come when you call. And Kurt was sure to come.

You order a ride, and cover up Julia’s face which already is starting to look like something out of a zombie movie. Her face is swelling up and her lips are bleeding. 

You take her by the arm and lead her down to an awaiting Kurt, joining her in the backseat.

He looks different. More rugged and somewhat cleaner, he’s changed clothes since the few hours you saw him. Even the car is different, it wasn’t his Prius. 

He’s not even fazed by her sudden reaction to the water and instead, the moment you close the door he drives off in the opposite direction. 

“Kurt this isn’t the way to the hospital.”

“Oh I know, I’m taking you home.”

“I don’t live this way.” You were beginning to feel the panic rise in you.

He chuckles to himself as if he just made a killer joke. “No, no, my home.”

Your eyes widened. You scan the car filled with cameras. Certainly anyone watching would call the police. You can’t help but freeze, your shaky hands trying to grip Julia as she continues to hurl uncontrollably. 

You pass streets you don’t recognize and making contact with drivers is out of the question while you’re paralyzed. 

Kurt pulls onto a rocky road, a house completely devoid of light staring back at you. You wish you could scream once he gets out of the car but when he opens the door to your side and helps you with Julia into the house, you’re on autopilot.

“Honestly I’m surprised she made it this long. Everyone else lasted only a few seconds.” He guffaws, completely in awe as if this was some kind of achievement.

You stare at him, in deep thought of who else he’d done this to.  

“Why are you doing this? Why - why would you-” the sheer panic in your voice doesn’t seem to affect him.

He dumps Julia onto the couch mindlessly, as if he just came home from a long day of work. 

“Because I love you. And I’d do anything for you. And.....I didn’t like the way she was talking to you.” 

He faces you now, coming to hold your face in his hands. You don’t recoil yet but shiver at the way his oddly cold fingers feel against your warm flush face.

“How do you -” 

“We’re only as good as our last performance.” He echoes from earlier. 

It all clicks suddenly. The reason why he didn’t give you a bottle. The comments on her videos defending you. The anonymous messages between you two. It was him all along. 

To say that the now dead body next to you while he professed his love to you was very unsettling would be an understatement. Much less it being broadcast to millions of people watching. 

“If you loved me you wouldn’t be doing this,” You tried to reason, bringing his hands down to his side.

You liked Kurt. Even if you hadn’t known what his intentions were. But the messages made you feel like someone was on your side. Like he understood you. Now you weren’t sure if the past few weeks even meant anything to him or if he really was just using you to get to Julia. 

“You let her walk all over you the same way I let Bobby. But not anymore! You and me, we can be bigger than they ever were.”

“Kurt you’re insane! We have to go now.” 

You make a break for the front door, only to be pinned down by Kurt. You struggle but Kurt’s figure hovers over you. Your breath hitches at the sudden closeness of your faces and bodies.

“I’m sorry but I can’t let you do that.” He says grimly. 

“Kurt please, I won’t tell anyone. I promise. Look we can - we can leave and go somewhere they won’t find you.”

He scoffs. “Live in anonymity? You know I can’t do that.”

You know you’ve lost the battle right then and there. 

You have to appeal to his nature, his blood thirst. You’re quick on your feet because the stench of the blood on your hands is beginning to make your stomach churn. 

You crane your head to the side and lean into him, pressing your lips together. He’s frozen for a second, taken aback by your sudden change of heart. He pulls back and stands, leaving you on the floor still. 

He’s laughing now, almost manically. 

“You love me! See? With everything you and I know, we could be a power couple!”

You stand, watching him as he celebrates prematurely. 

The comments on the stream were going crazy. Most of them not believing that your friend or Bobby were dead now. A variety of sounds coming from the phone fill the room and muffle your quick breaths.

You take small strides to him slowly, keeping your eyes on the phone. “You’re right. No one can tell or make us do something we don’t want to anymore.”

He’s coming down from his high, raking his hands through his hair and muttering to himself. 

“We have to clean house.” He says, rushing to Julia’s body, grabbing her feet and dragging her to the garage. 

You take this moment when his back is to you to run to the door again, flipping the lock open and running as fast as you can out into the freezing air. The adrenaline fuels you. Kurt curses as he drops the body and runs after you. 

He lurches forward when he’s close enough, dropping the both of you onto the rocky dirt. You scramble to get up but he takes hold of your head by your hair and brings your head down onto the ground roughly. 

You’re disoriented for a moment, unable to see. 

“You’re making things harder than they need to be.” He sighs, flipping you over on your back and taking you into his arms in a bridal carry back to the house. 

“Please don’t kill me.” You manage out, feeling a stinging pain in your head.

He pouts. “I’m not gonna kill you. I need you.”

He sets you back down onto the pool table in the garage, going back to talk to the millions watching him and you now. 

You don’t see what he types but from the looks of it he disagrees severely. “No I’m not going to kill her! She’s the Bonnie to my Clyde.” 

If anything, this was going to be Romeo and Juliet. Only you weren’t dying for this.

You feel around for anything on the table with your limited view. A ball, a stick, anything. You grasp a hard triangular shape, gripping it with with the little strength and adrenaline you can muster. 

He’s too distracted by what everyone’s saying to notice you behind him, rack high in the air. You yell as you bring the rack down to the nape of his neck, he goes down hard and fast but you’re quicker. 

You pounce and straddle him, bringing the rack up again to gain more momentum and aim down at his face.

He’s cries out in pain, hands coming to shield his face. “What are you doing?! This isn’t how it’s supposed to be!” 

“Sorry babe. Change of plans.” You grit through deep and fast breaths. You get a few more hits in before he seemingly goes limp. 

Your chest heaves, trying to get back to normal as you wait with bated breath for any sign of movement from him. You make a move to climb off of him, seeing the phone thrown to the side, still documenting the entirety of what just happened. 

You toss aside the rack, crawling to the phone as you read the comments. Things calling for Bobby to come out, some asking if Julia was okay, others insulting Kurt and you. One catches your attention.

Watch out!

You turn in the nick of time, avoiding Kurt’s swing of the rack. You try to crawl away but he grasps your ankle and drags you back. You manage to get a kick in with your other foot, earning you a second or two. Kurt bellows out in pain.

He persists, climbing on top of you to grab your throat firmly. The action and pressure of it is enough for you to abandon the phone and try to pry him off. 

“We could’ve been great!” He yells, his bloody face painting yours. You cough roughly, trying to get some air back into your constricting lungs.

You can’t hold him off any longer, and if you don’t get any oxygen, he’ll win his twisted legacy.

Remembering the phone, you let go of his hands and feel around until you are able to grab it firmly and hit him in the eye with it. He falls back and screams in pain. 

You’re on top again, taking hold of the collar of his shirt to hold him as you attack with abandon.

“We’re.” Hit.

“Only.” Kurt groans.

 “As. Good.” Another dastardly good hit.

 “As. Our. Last.” He sputters, choking.

“Performance.” You let a guttural yell rip from your chest as you deliver the final blow. This time he stays down. 

The silence rings in your ear long enough to spur you out of the moment. You can hear sirens in the background, not long now. You glance back to your anonymous lover, your hand coming to lift the hair out of his bloody face. 

Your fingers linger on his face for a second. You bring the phone to your face and laugh mirthlessly, “Fuck you all.” 

You climb off of Kurt, heading to the welcoming breeze of the outside world. 

You sit on the porch chair, covered head to toe in a mixture of blood, eyes fluttering shut as the sirens get louder with each second. 

You smirk.

[evanpetersplschokeme]

You can’t leave

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

This is a toxic relationship with Kai Anderson

I will be adding warnings

A/n: this is my first fanfic type thing so ofc it’s not going to be the best! Please no hate :)

Warning (s): blood, knifes and abuse

Word count: 1k

It was 2:11 a.m I woke up to the sounds of screaming. It sounded like it was coming from the basement, Kai always told me I should never go down there I didn’t know why but I wouldn’t dare to go. I laid there in Kai’s bed crying for a while wondering where/what Kai was doing. This time I felt like this was my only chance to go, at least get a little peak. I quickly jumped out of bed and tried to not to make any noise. Soon as I made it out of the door I ran for the basement stairs. Before I could put one foot down I felt something grab me hard, my heart dropped. I was so nervous to turn around but when I did it was Kai’s sister Winter.

“What the fuck are you doing y/n”

she slowly let go of my arm

“I- I was going to see what that noise wa-“

Winter quickly interrupted me “y/n you know you’re not allowed to go down to there...Kai will hurt you, now go back to bed”

“I’m so sorry Winter please don’t tell Kai” I whispered.

She rolled her eyes and went to the basement herself while locking the door behind her. I ran back to Kai’s bed and cried praying Winter didn’t say a word to Kai

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

It was morning I woke to Kai stroking my cheek “wake up princess go brush your hair or whatever you have to do, Winter is making breakfast”

He planted a kiss on my forehead, smiling back before Kai walked out. Wondering why he was in such a good mood I just ignored. I brush my teeth, put my clothes on and walked to the kitchen.

Winter greeted me with a fake smile I knew something was wrong I could feel it. Kai looked over at my arm and noticed there was a bruise.

“What happened to you arm?”

“Um I’m not sure” I replied, I looked over at Winter noticing her face turning red.

“Don’t you fucking lie to me y/n”

“wha- what are you talking about Kai”

“don’t be fucking stupid, I’m going to ask again, where did you get the bruise” Kai shouted

I flinched but I knew I couldn’t lie...

Quickly Winter spoke up, ”me kai I pulled her arm a little too hard last night I’m sorry”

Winter quickly ran out the room, and I was so scared my stomach dropped. Feeling Kai’s dark eyes staring at me, I got so nervous avoiding to look up, he grabbed my face forcing me to look at him which led with a slapped to my face. I felt my face burning as I let out a soft whimper.

“Y/n I know what you did last night a little birdie told me all about it... so tell me again what your plan was.” I didn’t respond

“So you’re not talking?” Kai laughed right in my face “you’re pathetic you know that? How about you go to Winters room while I go think of a punishment. Shake you head if you understand”

He was still grabbing my face pretty hard. I couldn’t really move, Kai knew this so he let go of me and walked out the door.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

(winters room about an hour after kai left)

“You can talk y/n it’s ok i promise I won’t tell Kai”

“You literally told Kai about what happened yesterday Winter I can’t really trust you anymore.”

“Y/n he fucking heard you he heard the door what the fuck do you want me to do?..lie to him? I can’t do that”

“Whatever winter” I replied giving a small attitude

“Give me you pinky I want to ask you something”

I hesitated a bit but we locked pinkies anyway.

“Are you scared of Kai?”

I laughed at her thinking that was the most obvious question. “yes”

“good, Now meet me at the at the basement stairs tonight I’ll sneak you in”

right when Winter said that the front door opened. She got back on her laptop as I just sat there. Kai pulled me by my hair forcing me up

he pulled me close and kissed me.

“Did you behave for me today doll? If you did I’ll give you something special”

I smiled “yes sir”

he laughed “good. Now winter, was she good?”

“Get out”

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Now that Kai and I are alone in his room he pulled me on top of him.

“Show me how much of a dirty little slut you are”

I got off of him and said no, his jaw clenched as he left out a soft laugh.

He slowly unbuttoned his shirt, never taking his eyes off me. “Please y/n just a kiss”

“Kai i said no”

“Fine what else do you want”

“You to love me” tearing up I instantly regret what I said.

“Y/n what do you mean? Do I not love you enough?” He mocked

“Forget it” I cried

“Go to sleep it’s 11 o’clock, I’ll tuck you in”

Kai gives a kiss on the forehead after he tucks you in his bed whispering “now listen to me. Do not leave this bed no matter what you hear...now good night my lovely”

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

It was 2:57 am when I woke up to more screaming I remember what winter said, Kai was gone again I knew he was there, I just knew he was doing something horrible but I had to see for myself. It stopped...I tiptoed to Winters room.

“Winter..Winter..Winter” she wouldn’t move so I shook her.

“Oh my god I’m sorry y/n I forgot about that thing come on”

“wait Winter have you been waking up to screaming lately?”

“Stop being dramatic y/n I bet it’s just Kai watching tv downstairs”

“you never know Winter it just makes me worried”

Winter opens the door and pushes me in, I see a group of people all standing in a circle looking at me in clown outfits. I backup slowly to the steps noticing winter isn’t there anymore she set me up..

I’m so fucking stupid why did I believe her

I cried yelling out for Kai as loud as I could. I tried beating on the door trying to get out but something was blocking it, I should’ve listened to Kai about the basement. One clown started coming to me I wanted to pass out but I screamed..nobody came. A clown was reaching for their mask as if they were talking it off.

It was Kai how could he do such a thing to me.

“WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME KAI”

“WINTER PLEASE”

“she can’t help you she’s the one who set you up. God y/n you’re so stupid” Kai said.

“N-no please don’t hurt me” I backed up in the corner putting my knees to my chest.

“We’re not here to hurt you.. we’re here to hurt him” A female voice spoke up, she was wearing an elephant outfit

“hi-him?” I stuttered

“the man in the chair, his name is RJ he didn’t listen so now we’re killing him” Kai laughed

“this is a cult doll, this is my big secret.”

“Kai can I just go to the room please I promise I won’t bother you anymore” my voice shaking

“no. you’re going to kill him with this”

my heart dropped, I screamed, I got up from the corner I was backed up in and walked to Kai slapping him in the face.

“You shouldn’t of done that you bitch” Kai punched me. I fell to the ground crying while everyone just stood and watched, my nose was bleeding

I begged for forgiveness

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

***TW: knives, cutting and blood*** “get the fuck up and take this or it’s you instead of him”

Kai waved the nail gun in my face I tried to get up but I just couldn’t, the blonde girl that was in the elephant outfit ran to help me but Kai yelled at her telling to get out, he grabbed me by the arm pulling me up pushing me onto the man.

“DO IT” Kai shouted

I pressed the nail gun the man in the chair. Crying so hard I could barely breathe anymore

“Y/N IM NOT GOING TO TELL YOU AGAIN”

“I’m so sorry” I whispered

the nail shot through his head. The guy in the chair RJ and I both screamed at the same time. I fell to the ground dropping the gun with me I felt Kai touch my back, he squatted down next to me

“see baby that wasn’t bad was it”

“fuck you Kai” I yelled out,

he laughed “well then now it’s your punishment you brat” Kai made everyone leave.

It was just us

Now scared I felt like throwing up we were alone..me, Kai, and RJ’s lifeless body. I didn’t know what Kai was going to do with me

“baby I’m so sorry don’t hurt me...please” I cuffed Kai’s cheek

“i want you to suffer” Kai said with a big smile he pulled out his knife

“K-Kai baby..what are you doing”

“pull up your shirt” he said forcefully trailing his knife down my body from my throat.

Gasping as he started carving letters on my stomach I kicked and screamed wanting him to stop

“shh shh it’ll be over soon I promise”

I threw my head back jerking and moaning in pain. Kai placed one hand over my mouth making sarcastic jokes asking if it hurts when he knows it obviously does.

“This is what you get for being a bad girl, I told you to not come down”

I started to hyperventilate, I stopped making noise because I knew it wasn’t going to help any.

Feeling Kai’s fingers trace over the cuts he made. Blood was everywhere he removed his hand from my mouth I didn’t dare to make a sound.

He laughed and put his bloody fingers in my mouth

“do you wanna see”

I shook my head no violently, Kai didn’t like that so he kicked me and dragged me out the basement. I felt paralyzed wondering where he was taking me

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

We got up the stairs, he was dragging me into the bathroom.

“W-what are we-“ I couldn’t finish my sentence it felt like I was dying.

Kai ripped all my clothes off “I’m cleaning you up baby” he said as he while stroking my hair.

He stood me up and told me to look in the mirror “you’re so pretty y/n look at your tummy”

I couldn’t move my head at all I didn’t even want to look but I did. The statement ‘did you learn’ was written across my body

“WINTER” I yelled as loud as I could Kai shut me up real quick by putting a knife to my throat.

“Get in the bath I need to clean you”

“w-will you hurt me?”

He didn’t say anything. Just stared waiting for me to get in I slowly limped grinding my teeth together from the pain of the hot water. I looked over at Kai and he was crying...he fell to his knees putting his face in my arms

“I’m so sorry- I’m so fucking sorry” he sounded like he actually meant it, he was upset but I didn’t care. I watched him cry as I was on the verge of passing out.

“Y-y/n hey wake up” Kai violently shook my head.

I don’t know what’s happening to me I keep going in and out of reality kai grabbed the washcloth gently going over my body acting like he just didn’t do this horrible thing.

“Stop Kai please”

“s-stop what I- I love you”

“n-no you don’t” i uttered in a very low weak voice

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

I woke up with Kai by my side in his bed I couldn’t remember a lot from the night before other than what happened in the basement. I was wearing his clothes but I don’t know how I got into them but it didn’t really matter. I tried waking Kai up by rubbing his forehead, his eyes began to slowing open. He pulls my head towards him and kisses my nose. The first thing he asked was if my stomach was ok I pulled up my shirt noticing someone wrapped me up.

“No Kai”

“look y/n I’m sorry I really am but..you know now”

“what are you talking about? Know about wh-“

“the cult y/n I’m sorry but I don’t trust you”

“Trust me with what Kai?”

“The secret...I have to kill you”

“are you serious” i gave a fake laugh but kai didn’t.

“K-Kai” this was wrong he’s never joked like this. “stop with the joke it’s not fucking funny”

Kai gets closer to me as I get off his bed trying to reach the door. When I try to run he pulled me and threw me on the bed.

“KAI STOP GET OFF OF ME”

Trying my best to fight back he got on top of me with his hands wrapped around my throat. All I could think about was why is he doing this. Kai mumbles words as I struggle for air.

“I love you, I’m sorry, forgive me” Kai kept repeating those words.

I was losing my hearing, breath, and vision. Everything was distorted but I could still see figures

Winter.. Winter walked in

my weak arm tried to grab her in hopes she would stop him.

She didn’t

She just looked

I took my final breath as I watched him kill me with Winter by his side.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

A/n: Hi guys I’m glad you make it this far I hope you enjoyed it just know this is my first so sorry if my grammar and sentences were off!

please no hate :)

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #663: Brother Meets Girlfriends (Super Smash Bros Ultimate)

Dark Pit: (Turns to Pit) Pit, this is Misako and Kyoko. The two Girlfriends I told you guys. (Turns to Misako and Kyoko) And girls, this is my idiot of a brother, Pit.

Pit: (Gives Dark Pit a Deadpinned Look) Did you have to call me that?

Dark Pit: Yeeeup.

Kyoko: (Already Amaze) Wooooah....You guys almost look like twins!

Pit: (Smiles Sheepishly at The Duo) Yeah. Well you see, that's because Pitto here is actually a clone of mine from Mirror of Truth. Which is basically a mirror that shows a dark side of yourself.

Misako: Huh. Neat. (Turns to Dark Pit) Do I'm guessing you're his alter, dark ego or something?

Dark Pit: (Shrugged) Pretty much. (Points at Pit with his Thumb) Even still, Pit-Stain here is the biggest goody two shoes on the face of the earth. Too much of wuss to be rebellious like yours truly.

Pit: (Pouts at Dark Pit) Hey! That's not true! I did rebellious things before!!

Dark Pit: (Crosses his Arms) Oh really? Like what?

Pit: Like!......Uhh........ S-Stuff!!

Dark Pit: See? He's doesn't have an inch of badness in him, even when I came out of that mirror.

Pit: (Crosses his Arms While Looking Away from his Twin) ('Hmph') Whatevs. Who needs all of that anyways when you have pure heart of gold?

Dark Pit: (Smirks at Pit) You're more like a pure heart of stupidity if you ask me.

Pit: (Glares at Dark Pit) Shut up!

Misako: (Stares at the Two Angels Bickering at One Another) Those two really are brothers alright.

Kyoko: (Giggles Softly at the Scene) I know, right? It's kind of cute!~

Misako: (Puts on a Smirk on her Face) Yeah. And dorky at the same.

Kyoko: (Gently Swats Misako's Arm) Be nice!

Pit: (Turns Back to Duo with a Bright Smile on his Face) So anyways, ladies, are you two up for some batch of cookies? Our princess mom, Peach, managed to bake them before she left.

Misako: (Raised an Eyebrow in a bit of Confusion) Princess Mom? I thought your moms are a Goddess and a Witch.

Dark Pit: Yeah, but that's two out of seven of them in total. We got a lot of moms in this mansion.

Pit: And they're all great.

Misako: Huh. Also neat. But anyways, yeah. We wouldn't mind getting some cookies. (Turns to Kyoko) Does that sound good to you, babe?

Kyoko: (Smiles Excitedly) Good? That's sounds amazing already!~ I want some too!~

Dark Pit: I'll get the cookies and hot tea from the kitchen.

Pit: Wait. You.... really wanna do that?

Dark Pit: Yeah. It's no trouble. Plus, you guys do need to get to know each other some more sooooo..... I'll....(Makes His Way to the Which) Be right back.

Misako: (Smirks at his Boyfriend) Don't keep us waiting for too long, babe~

Kyoko: Yeah. We'll miss you like crazy if you do!~

Dark Pit: (Wave at the Guys While Walking to the Kitchen) Yeah yeah. I won't be in there too long.....

Pit: 'Kay! (Turns to Misako and Kyoko) Sooooooooo.....If you girls don't mind me asking, when did you two and Pitto first met?

Misako: A couple of months ago. First time we met, he helped us fight off a couple that were messing with us. Then after that, we started hanging out, till eventually, we....(Starts Blushing a Little) began dating one another~

Kyoko: (Smiles Brightly) We're practically a three-way couple!~

Pit: Aww~ That's so sweet~ You know, Pitto talks highly about you two when he first told us about your relationship with him. Mostly about how much he loves the both of you and everything.

Misako: (Eyes Widened in Genuine Surprise as Her Blush Turns Bright Red)

Kyoko: ('GASPS') Really!?~

Pit: (Smiles Softly) Yeah. He seems really happy when he does it too. You girls really are that important to him and it definitely shows.

Kyoko: (Heart Already Melted in Pure Happiness as She Turns to Misako) Are you hearing this, Misako? Pitto-Kins really do love us!!~

Misako: Yeah......(Smiles A Little) I know~ (Turns Back to Pit) S-So...Does this mean that you're cool with the three us dating each other?

Pit: (Smiles Brightly) Of course! What kind of brother I would be if I didn't a-PPROVE!? (Has his Hand Pulled in by Kyoko)

Kyoko: Ooooh!~ (Happily Shakes Pit's Hands) Thank you so much, Pit! We promise we'll be the best girlfriends Pitto-Kins can ever ask for! I swear!~

Misako: Yeah. (Takes Kyoko's Hands Off of Pit's Hand) What she said. Thanks, man.

Pit: (Chuckles Lightly) No problem. (Rubbing the Back of his Head Back and Forth) I wish I could here with you guys a little longer, but I already promised Viridi that I would meet up with her in town. She's the Goddess of Nature, in case you were wondering.

Misako: There are a lot of neat things involving you guys, aren't there?

Pit: (Chuckles Lightly) More or less. (Makes his Way to the Door) If Pitto wonders where I went off to, you mind telling him that I'm in town for me?

Misako: Not at all. We got you covered.

Kyoko: (Happily Waves at Pit) Have fun with your date with your Goddess of Nature girlfriend, Pit!

Pit: (Smiles Brightly) Thanks. You guys have fun too! (Opens the Door But... Didn't Go Outside Just Yet) Oh and.... There's one more thing I wanna tell you guys right fast.

Misako: Really? What is it?

Pit: (Turns Around and Gives the Two Girls a.... Surprisingly Hard Pierce Glares) If I ever hear you two break my brother's heart, physically or emotionally, I will NOT hesitate to make the both of you very. sorry. You got that?

Kyoko: (Eyes and Mouth Widened in Complete Shock and Fear)

Misako: (Eyes Widened as Well While Being Almost Completely Speechless) Y-Y-Yeah....Sure. We definitely got the message loud and clear.

Pit: (Stares at the Duo For a Few Seconds Before Smiling Brightly Again) Okay! Thank you for understanding. (Happily Waves at the Girls While Walking Out) See you guys later!

'Door Closed'

Misako: (Still Surprised on What Just Happened) ........I did not expect him to be this scary.....

Kyoko: Me neither........(Smiles Brightly) But at least he seems to like us.

Misako: (Nodded in Agreement) Yeah. (Thank God for that.....)

Dark Pit: (Walks Back into the Living Room with a Tray of Cookies and Teacups) ('Sigh') I'm finally finished making the dumb tea......Hey. (Starts Looking Around the Room and Noticed Someone was Missing) Where did Pit-Stain go?

Misako: He went out to the town. Said that he has to meet up with a girl named Viridi.

Dark Pit: (Shrugged) Eh. I can believe that. (Puts the Tray Down on the Coffee Table in Front of the Sofa) So how was your conversation with him went along.

Misako: Pretty good. He seems pretty nice.

Kyoko: And scary.

Dark Pit: (Eyes Widened in Surprised) Wait. What? Pit-Stain actually managed to scared you two?

Misako: Yeeeup. You should've seen it. The way he glares at us when was about to leave the mansion.... He's almost like a complete different person, if you ask any of us.

Dark Pit: (Still in Disbelief) You're serious?

Kyoko: (Simply Nodded) Mmhmm. It's true.

Dark Pit: (Facepalms Himself) I don't fucking believe this.....That dumbass couldn't even scare off Kirby if he tries! How was he able to intimated you guys?

Misako: (Place her Hand on Dark Pit's Shoulder on One Side) Babe, we can worry about all of that later.

Kyoko: (Place her Hand on Dark Pit's Other Shoulder as She and Misako Made Him Sit Down on the Sofa With Them) Right now it's time for you to spend some quality time with your two amazing girlfriends.

Dark Pit: ('Ugh') Fiiiine...(Takes the Remote from the Table and Used it to Turn on the TV)

Before the dark angel could try and change the channel, Both Misako and Kyoko suddenly gives him a big kiss on both of his respective cheeks.

Dark Pit: (Immediately Begins to Blush from his Girlfriends' Kisses) What was all of that for?....N-Not that I have a problem with it for anything...

Misako: (Smiles Softly While Hugging DP's Arm on her Side) That's loving us~

Kyoko: (Happily Hugs DP's Other Arm on her Side) And for being the most amazing Edgy Angel Boi we've ever known and love!!~ We're so happy to have you as our boyfriend~

Misako: Yeah. (Starts Blushing Herself) We love you a lot~

Dark Pit: (Blush Turns Bright Red) O-Oh! Uh...Thanks. (Finally Begins to Smile a Little) I love you guys too~ Thank you for being my girlfriends.

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Temporary list of my stories and OC’s until one day I make a comprehensive and well made list:

Blinded:

Polli: My oldest OC and fun fact was my persona till she become edgy and I wasn’t 12 anymore. Everyone’s favorite yes yes I’m aware. Yellow, energetic, eats dirt and bugs, I can’t tell if she’s evil because of a wisp possession or just crazy. Breaks the 4th wall. Is she a Mary Sue???????? Who knows.

Melody: NOT Polli’s girlfriend despite Polli’s delousions. Has an abusive mom :(. Only has one eye and then no eyes and then robot eyes or smthn idk she becomes a badass when she gets older. But otherwise trembling in her shoes all the time.

Melodys Mom/Sharren: Bitch. Okay well all I’ll say is she’s old and grumpy and probably smells bad.

Louise: Total hotty, rich kid, FtM, got bullied as a kid for his weight. Had a squad of fans basically in high school. Lived with his mom after his parents got a divorce but his mom was semi abusive, projected her femininity onto him, and wouldn’t have been supportive of his transition, so between middle and high school he went to live with his dad and got his sex change and testosterone. His best friend in elementary and middle school stopped talking to him after his transition, and became his competition for the most attractive and sought after boy in school (except Louise is a sweetheart while his friend Tommy is a dick and really gross) His dad runs a company that specializes in technology, and after meeting and falling in love with Melody (even after all her abusive trauma and losing both her eyes) he has his dad and some of the developers create a way to get her vision back and I mean honestly I love him how could you not love him he’s so perfect.

Watching:

Fick: Big nerd boy with thick glasses. I feel like he’d use Reddit but don’t quote me on that. Big crush on Vivinya. Boy don’t wander into the woods- oh look dead body with a curse on it don’t touch it- aaaand now he has a wisp that makes him kill people, way to go kid. Panic attack central.

Vivinya: True crime girl, yucky yucky. Probably had a knife collection. “uwu I’m insane” except she actually is and starts using Fick to kill people for her and treats him like her “Yandere boyfriend” or something cringe and gross oh god. She deserves jail. JAIL. Needs to learn guys need to give consent too. Just overall sucks 1/10.

Tommy: I mentioned him early to be Louises ex best friend and rival. He used to have a crush on Louise actually but that don’t excuse being a BITCH!!!! Also needs to learn people gotta give consent he is just as gross as Vivinya. Cheats on all the girls he gets with because he’s again, a bitch. Idk if he deserved to get murdered though I mean he was still a teenager but it’s fine. Thinks of the song Seventeen from Heathers actually this story does feel a tad reminiscent of heathers with vivinya being a crazy and wanting to off a bunch of students. Huh.

Suzannie: Tommy’s older sister who’s a detective. What a coincidence. Monotone and depressed. Probably because her little brother got murdered. Gets real awkward when she’s talking about her brothers murder(s) to Fick and Vivinya like “when I find who did this to him they’ll regret being born”. Kind of really pretty actually.

Adolescents (there isn’t actually a story here yet but don’t worry about it shhhh):

Nelson: HIMBO HIMBO H- Jock stupid idiot big dork god he’s so awkward and his main personality trait is having a crush on Naomi and being a dork when talking to her. Probably could benchpress you.

Naomi: Gamer or something and a nerd geek. Her main personality trait is having a crush on Nelson and also being a dork when talking to him. Probably a weeb and fandom dweller. Can’t draw but she commissions artists to draw. She does write copious amounts of fanfiction though.

Andrés: Ohhh the school bad boy babyyyy. Baseball bat with nails in it or something. There’s like... A thing between him in Charlotte and he wants to be a thing but she’s being difficult and makes it hard to talk to her or about her and ugh.

Charlotte: Princess, high school princess. She’s actually pretty nice when you get to know her- but she’s a diva. Ballerina after school. Best friends with Naomi and doesn’t know what she’s talking about when she mentions ships or OTPs but she listens anyways because she’s a good friend. There’s like... A thing between her and Andrés but she doesn’t know if she’s super into him but geez he’s really hot but she gets such mixed responses when she asks her friends about it and what if it doesn’t work outttt.

Marlon: They/Them but they’re okay with either pronouns they aren’t sure yet, he or she is okay... Box boy box boy. Autism... He doesn’t want to admit He’s attracted to men but he’s totally attracted to men. He lives alone which is probably illegal for his age but somehow he manages. Everyone thinks he’s “the quiet kid” and he’s really sad about it no don’t make jokes like that please guys ahh-

Sing for Me:

Kat: The color pink, addahadda(adhd), angry and loud and short. For being only like 10 and being an adorable little lesbian dressing in sparkly pink dresses she actually likes screaming a lot and would totally sing heavy metal if her producers let her. Loud and mad but gets so soft around her girlfriend. “If anything happens to Brie I’m killing everyone in this room and then myself”.

Brie: French... Birds and stuff. Loves her girlfriend even though she is so loud. So fast. So much. Likes to write pretty things. Is only like an inch taller than Kat. Filled with so much love for everything.

Elliot: The girls manager. Lots of coffee. Stressed out of his MIND please help this man. Probably gay. Seems like a smug dick but he is just a tall and lanky dork that loves puppies and wants nothing more than for Kat and Brie to be happy. Accidentally brands them as sisters and then Kat kisses Brie and- oh fuck oh shit oh no what has he done. Hides the fan and non fan responses from them. Poor guy.

Horror Hosts:

Ichabod: Hot demon who’s the son of the current ruler of hell or something. I mean he’s hot, smart, and royalty, what more do you want. I very specifically hear the dub voice of Kyoya Ootori from OHHC as his voice don’t @ me. Goat legs????? Yeah??? Don’t be rude.

Barnabie: Ohhhhhhhhh big orc teddy bear I’m crying I love him????? He puts up a more confident ploy and the given stereotypical personality orcs supposedly have but he’s just a shy boy that wants to give girls flowers and call boys pretty. Help him.

Garrison: Gary Burger. Fat hairy gay man. I mean werewolf. Wouldn’t it be funny if I made the whole werewolf thing backwards and made him transform into a HUMAN only on the full moon??? Party animal, pun absolutely intended. LOUD AND FUNNY he’s a dork. Bites. Horny on main Garrison please you’re supposed pamper and flirt with the guests but not quite that much.

Vincenzo: Token Vampire but he’s Italian because I felt like it. Talk and lanky of course. Bitch face. Blood coffee? Yeah lots of coffee. Tired. Let him sleep in Ichabod. Steps on people. Can summon and reanimate corpses but has a bitter attitude towards them because they get annoyed with him as much as he gets annoyed with- everyone else. He does have a soft spot but idk where it is. When he’s talking to guests he’s more suave and sexy though.

Kai: Genderfluid haha get it because slime fluid-... I’ll stop. Probably objectively the hottest because they can look anyway they want and shift their vocals to sound like almost anything, also probably objectively the best in bed (if you’re okay with the texture of Jell-o) and honestly come on save some for the rest of us it’s not fair. This boy can SING oh my god seranade me and whisper in my ear baby. Spunky and sassy.

Hallvor: BABY OCTOPOD BOY OHHHHH I LOVE HIM HE’S SO SWEET AND IS AN ANGEL DARLING BOY SO EMBARRASSED SO SHY SOFTEST VOICE OHHH- ohhh nooo he’s got a knife ohhhhh Hallvor baby don’t be like that ohhhh... Used to work in hentai actually (I wonder why) but quit because of immoral practices and good for him we love that. Okay he’s not actually a yandere or whatever but he DEFINITELY wants to squeeze you a little too hard and has those crazy eyes.

Carla: Main character of this OHHC monster clone. She sucks I don’t like her because listen listen she kills monsters as a living and when she tries to kill our boys here, Ichabod catches her and goes “no” but then the rest (not knowing her murderous intent) fall in love with her and Ichabod is like: “shoot well I’ll keep you alive and around but I’m watching you” and blah blah romance and feelings and character development and wow she seems like she’s grown to care about them... So Ichabod removes a curse he put to prevent her from harming them or leaving... AND THEN SHE STABS THEM ALL IN THE BACK IM CRYING. I mean she might have an extra reason for needing to kill them but I haven’t decided if I want to actually put it in the story yet so.

Fingertips:

Maria/Marianna: Was this goth angry chick and the head of these losers but after a failed heist, fire, and being betrayed and dropped from a window on a 3rd or 4th story down into flames, and going to the hospital and changing her name, she changed totally and become a soft pretty girl... And then the next three boys went “HEY BOSS WE FOUND YOU” and she went “oh no” and now she’s just an anxious wreck like “no no no no no I don’t shoot people in the face anymore no no no no no” And has a fear of hands. Also was Diamontés best friend in primary school and yes all these characters went to the K-12 school all the other characters do/did. Pretty voice. The story is mostly about her being anxious around all the other characters because who was it that betrayed her and dropped her into the flames below? Find out next week on th-

Nikki: He’s that character that you see and immediately go “oh he’s gross and is angry and is a bitch” and you’re right he is and has a cockney accent and screams a lot and probably swings a knife around a lot, but he’s got a sweet interior (somewhere in there... somewhere) Screamo heavy metal. Him and the rest of these character briefly talked about having a band and then they didn’t and then at the end of the story they do and although he plays guitar mostly, if he does do lead vocals he screams a lot. Bitch.

Anthony: Pretty boy but like the “was in the army” pretty boy vibe. Probably played football in highschool. Pyromaniac. Punches Nikki a lot. Almost gives himbo vibes sometimes, almost. Kind of likes the old timey cozy aesthetic. Plays the piano sometimes but “oh I’m not very good at it” Plays extremely well

Diamonté: TALL. Purple goth boy aesthetic hellll yeahhhh. CRAZY EYES AND THEY SPEAK VOLUMES WATCH OUT. Drums. The scary kind of quiet because he just smiles at you. Crowbar. Okay but he’s actually really sweet though. Secretly loves watching Anthony and Nikki get into fights so that’s why he rarely puts a stop to it. I think he’s a sadist. Can be a gentle giant, but can also be a not so gentle giant. The only time he’s really talkative is after copious amounts of booze.

Unnamed/Undesigned 1: Literally a pimp and he’s pretty gross. Blonde hair and pink and white clothes.

Unnamed/Undesigned 2: Chick that likes to throw knives and be angry and threatens Marianna a lot but in a quiet and monotone way, Marianna is pretty scared and hopes that these are just shallow threats uhhhhh.

Unnamed/Undesigned 3: Sells guns (without a lisence of course) and wears a bandana over his face a lot. Tired. Grumpy.

Unnamed/Undesigned 4: Like Marianna, was cold hearted and cool but then got caught in the fire and got all soft. He only has one eyes but how sweet his eyepatch is a heart. Recoved along side Marianna and they are good friends good friends tha- wait Marianna are you going back with them oh god you can’t do that oh dear oh no oh-

(I don’t have a story or name for these two but they’re my comfort ship OC’s and my current hyper fixaction right now):

Rodriquéz: I literally designed him with almost all the traits I find attractive in a guy other than freckles so as you can imagine I find him super HOT. I also designed his personality on what I find attractive from a guy so as you can imagine I find him super GREAT. But anyways he’s grumpy and closed off and monotone and smug. I really could go on for hours about how I want him to step on me I’m so sorry guys. Both him and Samantha give the “21 and having immature fun” vibes. They’re a thing but they like going to bars together and splitting off and doing their own thing (or doing someone else’s thing if you get what I mean haHhahHhahGahGhaha-) But so help them if anyone doesn’t oblige by the “no” from one of these two, someone’s gonna get beat up.

Samantha: (She literally just my personality shhhhh don’t tell anyone it’s a secret) Bubbly, energetic, a little shy by extroverted, bombshell blonde or something? It took me way too much time and effort to design her but I’m really happy with how I finally designed her, I love her outfit. She could kick me in the face and I’d say thank you. Girly drinks at the bar. Got that trauma and anxiety™️ secretly though. Skips and jumps a lot. As I’m typing this I keep looking up at the drawing of her and more and more I would want her to also step on me.

(Space Story I don’t have a nice title for):

Unnamed/Undesigned 1: So... Funny story this story originally was with me and uh... My ex I guess... So I gotta replace the MC’s... Whoops ahaha... Awkward. But anyways the MC is a robot and a girl and is a slight tsundere or smthn.

Unamed/Undesigned 2: Has a space ship, works for this organization in space that protects the galaxy. Is cocky, lazy, sly, oblivious, and an idiot. The love interest- obviously. Probably accidentally committing space crimes. (Like space pirating hAHAHA-) Kind of cool when he wants to be.

Dandelion/Dandy: CAT. WITH A JET PACK. Kind of an asshole. Fun fact used to be Polli’s cat but then when the Second MC crash landed on earth she was like “fuck this noise I’m going with space boy laterz” (okay she can’t talk but she thought it).

Zizii: Lesbian alien? Yeah???? Okay but I mean her main character trait is being a dorky back alley doctor and engineer obsessed with the MC because they’re a sentient robot with emotions and a lazer arm and rocket boots WOW!!!!!!!!

Story I want to revive:

So I had a story I started writing a long time ago about this tech theatre kid that had a crush on this other theatre kid character, but in a play that other character has to kiss another person for the show, and as the story progresses the MC convinces themselves that it isn’t just a play and that their crush actually loves and is kissing that other kid. And in the play, that other character is supposed to die. Show night comes along and they die, but like actually, and by the hands of the MC (Idk maybe like a light falls on em or smthn). So it’s a grotesque scene the audience sees as just an act. (Mutters I dunno I think my idea’s cool...) So I’ve been wanting to design these characters and work more on the story but I’m busy being obsessed with Rodriquez and Samantha so. (And the Horror Host Club too I love them too still).

Other Characters that either don’t have a specific story or are kind of like background characters:

Jacqueiliquinne Merril: Sara Berry vibes from 35mm (go look up The Ballad of Sara Berry, maybe like an animatic idk the first one that comes up is nice) But otherwise rich, pretty, popular, bitch. Tries to like, steal Louise from his squad and it’s like bro that’s unnecessary who hurt you that’s so rude. She gives Nui from Kill La Kill Vibes too. Oh she knows her name is long and annoying but you have to say the whole thing.

Brianna: Jaqueiliquinne’s sister. Big titty goth gf??? She’s pretty popular too and kind of a bitch too but to a much lesser degree. Her and he sister throw hands a lot when no one is around, you know, “THEY GIRLS ARE FIGHTINNGGGG”.

The Louise Fan Club: 4 characters I haven’t named yet. One writes fanfiction of Louise and shares it with the others and with him sometimes and although he thinks it’s a bit weird he also finds it a tad endearing and supports her. One is an aspiring photographer and is constantly asking Louise to model for him. One is an artist and draws Louise all the time. And one is an aspiring musician who writes songs based of Louise’s relationships which again he finds a little weird but endearing and supports her.

The Jacquiliquinne Merril Fan Club: Genderbent-ish (I say ish because one of the characters is a little bit less defined gender wise) versions of the Louise Fan Club. Yes I’m lazy, and no they don’t get along with them, infact they hate each others club with a passion. 

Unnamed/Undesigned: I wanna make some hacker kid just because I wanna have one.

Unnamed/Undesigned: I also really wanna have a super cutesy magical girl and then a really super duper generic boring character probably like star vs the forces of evil idk I never watched that show but it looks cute.

Me: I exist in the universe fukc you I can do what I want it’s my story and I get to chose the who also if you wanna be in the mess of a universe go ahead draw yourself with my OC’s I allow and encourage and appreciate it. I literally made the Horror Host Club as a sort of Harem story and you are absolutely allowed to make out with them if you’re a monster fucker DO it GO ahead it’s canon.

and that is ALL I have FOR now Knowing me I’ll make like 12 more characters by July, and I mean I need more characters for the high school anyways so...

[jbbuckybarnes]

Kinktober: Extra

EXTRA for Kinktober Pairing: Stucky x Reader Prompt: Sex Pollen, dub-con (ish) Description: Since you all have been so nice this month I decided to give you one extra. Warnings: 18+, unsafe intercourse, dub-con, daddy kink

Kinktober MASTERLIST

It was clear to Bruce the second you all came back from the mission that Steve & Bucky managed to catch something in that Hydra lab. "It's a drug that amps up all the primal instincts to, well, procreate. Came across it a few times before." "Sooo, they need to...okay. O-kay." you looked at both of them looking down on you. The rest of the team had vanished and when you looked back to Bruce he was gone too. "Really?" you grumbled. "Darling, let us take care of you." Bucky murmured into your ear and sent shivers down your spine. "You both can't fully consent on this drug." you protested. "So you wouldn't be opposed to the idea." Steve, clearly not himself, tried to get this to make sense so he could have his way with you. "Well, no. When you're freaking able to consent? Clearly." you looked up at Steve now. "Let us take care of you, sweetheart." he caressed your cheek. He was the last one to talk about these topics and you would lie if this didn't do something to you. "We can hear your heart beating and we know it isn't fear." Bucky now put his hands onto your hips from behind and pressed kisses onto your neck. "Hey! Being turned on by this doesn't mean I cons-" another pair of lips was suddenly moving on yours and made you lose a little moan. Of course you wanted this. The two were never drunk or on any other drugs. Always dealing with their normal selves. But this was different.

Bucky picked you up, bringing you to his room. You didn't protest. HE would be the one embarrassed about this the next day. Both of them. And you weren't about to fight off two super soldiers just because they had the hots for you. "Be careful," you hissed at Steve's hands taking off your shirt from behind with a little bit too much enthusiasm. "Gonna make you feel so good." Steve's voice was deep and his lips sucked on your neck while he was getting off your bra. Meanwhile, Bucky's darkened eyes were starring at you while he yanked off your belt and the zipper of your pants. "Such a good girl for us," Bucky grumbled. "Gonna be so pretty all filled up with us." Steve murmured from the side and started massaging your boobs. Bucky's clothes were on the floor in a heartbeat while you were gasping at the sensation on your chest. You eyed his body, not disappointing at all. He continued undressing Steve behind you, that was still busy with your breasts, while his length pressed against your belly. "You're the one fully sane, baby. Decide." Bucky looked into your eyes, clearly, the drug only had half the effectiveness on both of them, there was a little bit of consent and a lot of questions what that would've done to a normal human. Steve's hand wandered between your legs and you couldn't hold back a moan anymore. You knew you were about to be manhandled. It was written on their faces for a while now. And there it was, you were picked up by Steve and he fell on the bed and he picked you up to sit on him backward. "Guess you decided for me," you smirked and got a grin from Bucky, sitting down in front of you and a grunt from Steve behind you sitting up. Before you could register what was happening two metal digits dove inside of you and you instinctively moaned out. "We want you, but we said take care of you, not use you." Steve murmured and Bucky's lips crashed onto yours. He had your legs shaking before inserting a third finger, making you squeal and grab into his hair. "So good and ready for us," Steve said before picking you off of Bucky's fingers and right where you could decide to slide onto his length. "C'mon baby," Bucky smirked at you before you grabbed Steve's cock, helping it press into you. "Shit, doll." a groan came from behind you. You went crosseyed when you couldn't slide down any further and moaned out. "So pretty, when you have a dick balls deep inside of you doll. Want another?" Bucky came closer. Closer to your face to be exact. While Steve started grabbing your hips to have his way with you, you grabbed onto Bucky's hips to be stable and looked up at him innocently while licking a stripe up a vein on his big cock. "Fuck, such a good girl." he groaned and grabbed into your hair. Your tongue swirled around the head and another moan left him. Suddenly you were yanked forward, automatically letting him slide into your mouth, making you gag. "Fuck, such a pretty girl." he moaned and you started being in a perfect rhythm of sliding down a cock and devouring another one. "Such a tight and wet cunt." came deep from behind and you went cross-eyed again. Hearing Steve be so...direct, was getting to you. "Yeah, you like it when we do that, don't you." Bucky grinned down and you just made big eyes up at him, making him groan. With another flick of your tongue he came into your mouth with a growl. "Taste good, baby girl?" "So good-" a moan, from Steve's pacing into you, interrupted you. Now that you were able to, you fell into a rhythm with him. "Fuck, Steve," you called out and heard a groan. "Cum for me, darling," Bucky asked politely and with fast and panting moans and a big cock pounding into you, definitely hitting your g-spot you clenched down on Steve's length and felt him coat your walls. "Good girl. Let me use you next." Bucky said with an evil glint in his eyes, grabbing you off of Steve and turning you around. "Love to see your face, but so does he." your eyes were right in front of Steve's massive cock slowly getting hard and twitching again. A dick was rammed into your pussy from behind, making you lose a loud moan and suddenly your mouth that was silenced by Steve using that perfect moment to yank your head down. A cock slid into your open mouth and this time you didn't need to do anything. The thrusting from Bucky made you automatically move up and down Steve's dick. Your innocent eyes up at him were tear-filled now. You were so oversensitive already. Groans and moans filled the air together with the sound of gags and the wet sound of your cunt. "Such a little cockwhore." Bucky growled from behind and Steve's seed filled your mouth with a loud moan. Now he moved down a bit, his hand landing on your clit and his face close to yours. "Tell us loud and clear how this feels and what you want darling. Gonna take care of you so good." A moan fell from your lips, "Bucky, oh my god." "Yeah, you like having a giant cock inside of you doll." he smacked your ass. "Don't stop." "Tell me what you want." Steve looked at you. "I wanna cum," you whined and the thrusts got even more intense, together with Steve's hand on your clit. "Cum for us, princess," Steve said almost soft and you came hard and all over Bucky's bed. "Good girl," Bucky said with one last moan before his white was also coating your walls. "Our girl." Steve kissed your face. ___

You woke up squished between two big bodies. "Fuck," Steve mumbled, waking up from your movement, seeing you naked next to him. "Hm?" you opened your eyes. "I'm sorry." "You were the ones who didn't consent. I was just the only one not running from you both." "Oh, so...you, uh, all of that was a genuine reaction?" his ears were red. "Yup." you smiled sleepily. "Wanna...start that over again?" Steve asked awkwardly. You smiled, starting to kiss him, having strong arms encase you shortly after. His dick was already hard just thinking of what he remembered from the day before but now he wasn't that person anymore. You grabbed his length & sat down on top of him to slide down on it. He blinked a few times, "Woah." You leaned down, kissing his trained chest while picking up a slow and soft rhythm. This was morning sex, not a competition. "You like that?" you smiled and saw him close his eyes and felt him grab into your thighs. "Yes, that's-" a deep groan left him. You both moved at a comfortable pace, waking each other up a bit, interchanging soft kisses, little moans, and groans from deep within his chest. "You close, doll?" he asked a bit strained and you nodded with a smile before sitting up straight and letting him help you with a few good thrusts that brought you to an almost gentle high that was being marked with a whiny long moan and his seed filling you once again. "God, you're amazing." he smiled once you got off of him. Bucky turned around with a grumble shortly after and peaked his eyes open. "Oh god. That really happened? Not a dream?" his hand went over his face. "Sorry, dar-" "You. Both. Were. The ones. Not. Consenting." you snapped your fingers. "So you want more?" he smirked. "She already got more," said Steve behind you. "Yes, I think I wouldn't mind." you smiled at him softly. "Insatiable." he grinned pulling you closer. His kisses were much softer and passionate now and you felt his length against your leg pretty fast. "There's something I couldn't do yesterday." he smiled and turned you onto your back. "Actually taking care of you." he smiled before sliding into you and making your back arch into him. You heard Steve watching you both, or rather the reaction to it and a wave of warmth and wetness filled your core. "Gentle or rough, princess?" you heard above you. "I already had gentle today." you grinned opening your eyes and he gave you a dirty smirk back before mercilessly thrusting into you. "Oh my FUCK." you called out while being pressed into the pillow and mattress deeper. "Yeah, you like that, don't you." he chuckled before groaning. "Yes, don't stop," you whined, arching into him more and then rolling your hips towards him. Hands intertwined with yours and after that, you turned into a moaning mess. No words could describe that perfect feeling he was giving you with his rough pushes into you. "Yeah, baby, you wanna cum?" he asked panting. "Yes, sir. Please." "Does the Captain allow that." he chuckled and you heard a grunt. "He said no." you heard, you know that was Bucky's idea to get Steve a little relaxed. "Please, let me cum, Captain," you whined. Bucky picked up the pace even more. "Please, Captain. Gonna suck your dick so good. Please let me cum, Captain." You heard him stroke himself faster, "God, doll." "Please, Captain, gonna let you cum all over me." "Cum for me, doll," he growled and you clenched on Bucky's cock with an ungodly moan, making both men explode in white with you. "Ours," Bucky growled into your ear before leaving you. "Yours." "Want another threesome?" Bucky grinned. "Please." "Sit on my face, baby," he said suavely. "Steve." you showed him to come closer. "I just told you I'd suck your dick so good." you looked up at him and already had him groan and twitch back to full length. Bucky's tongue went through your folds thoroughly while you started to make Steve shake with your tongue movements and one hand landing between his thighs. "Fuck, doll." he moaned out. "Mhm, you like that." you grinned up before finally taking him in. Bucky flicked over your clit in perfect rhythms to make you all dizzy and careless enough to deep-throat the soldier in front of you. "Shit. Doll. Oh my-" With a deep growl, he yanked your head away and his cum dripped onto your chest. "You said you'd let me cum all over you." he grinned and you moaned, spreading the liquid further and licking your fingers. "Of course, Captain," you said innocently before moaning again. "Don't stop," you whined. "How's that feel, sweetheart?" Steve smirked. "So good. Fuck. So. So. Good." He'd found the perfect way to drive you mad. "Yes, right there, daddy." you moaned out and heard a growl. "Fuck, daddy. Yes." "Be a good girl for us and cum." Steve caressed your face. "Yes, fuck, Captain." "Gonna cum all pretty for your Captain and your Sergeant?" "Yes, sir." you moaned out and Bucky went insane below you. "Yes, daddy, yes," you whined out before coming a third time that morning with a loud moan and shaking legs. "Fuck, darling, you taste amazing and I hope you keep up that dirty little name for me, princess." he looked up between your legs all accomplished. "Yes, of course," you went through his hair, "Daddy." "Good girl." he smiled, feeling you shiver. "Let's get all cleaned up, darling." "Not that we don't enjoy this sight with our cum everywhere on you." Steve bit his lip. "Believe me, Steve, I enjoy every single bit of it too." you bit your lip too, tracing his abs. "C'mon. Into my bathroom, before I decide to fuck you so good that you can't walk anymore." Bucky said, getting you off of him. "You're DEFINITELY the dominant one here." you grinned. "Thought that was clear from the beginning. He's the softie." Bucky nudged his head towards Steve. "Bath?" you asked them. "Sounds good to me, doll." "Sounds more than good to me, princess. "Our Girl."

Kinktober MASTERLIST

[deans-baby-momma]

The Padackles Link-Ch 61

The sun reflects off the water, making the day seem brighter and the rays warming our skin. After cruising across Lake Austin for most of the morning, playing games with the kids and making sure none of them leaned over the side too far, we decide to head back to shore for lunch.

Jensen and Jared keep the older kids occupied with a game of tag while Gen and I set up a blanket in a semi-shaded area and bring the baskets and coolers from the truck. Jackson sits in his carseat, happily laughing and babbling while watching his dad and sister running around playing with his uncle and cousins.

As soon as the food is prepared, I call everyone over. “Grub’s on. Come eat!”

The five of them sprint over, their eyes lighten up at the array of goodies displayed. I position JJ to sit in between Tom and Shep on the blanket and go about filling their plates with the PB&J squares I had prepared, along with some peeled apple slices, grapes and carrot and celery sticks. Balancing the three individual plates in my hands, I carefully walk them over and pass one to each kid. 

Turning around, I notice the guys have already began to dig into their food and Gen is making her own plate. I reach into the cooler and bring out three bottles of apple juice and after opening them up, I place one beside each kid then go to get my plate and fill it full of scrumptious food.

Once my plate is to my liking, I take a seat between Jay and the carseat, coming in on the end of a conversation between the two men. 

“….yea we can do that, if you want. I’ll call Clif and see if he’s available.” Jensen says.

“Available for what?” I ask as I bite into the chicken salad sandwich I had picked up.

“Golfing. Jared and I are discussing getting a few holes in next week, weather permitting,” Jay answers as he looks down at me. Smirking he reaches out and swipes his thumb across my upper lip and licking the chicken salad that was there off his digit.

I smile up at him. “My hero,” I joke, earning laughs from our friends. 

“Shut up,” Jay mumbles bashfully and picks up his own sandwich and finishing it off. We all sit and enjoy the warm day while the kids continue eating before being ready for dessert. Gen sits her plate to the side and goes to get up but I notice she is still eating so I quickly jump into action and pass out the bags of animal crackers I had thrown in at the last minute. “You eat,” I tell her. “I got them.” 

When Jackson starts to whimper I turn and unbuckle him and lift him out of his seat. “Little man hungry too?” I grab his blanket and throw it over my shoulder, effectively covering myself and him. I reach under and pull my bikini top down and help him to latch on to my breast. 

“Daya. I done,” JJ says, trying to get up but having trouble untangling her legs from the position she had been in but finally succeeding. She stands up and I notice the crumbs from the cookies stuck to her damp body.

“Okay, baby girl. I’m feeding brother but come here and let me clean you off.” Using my free hand, I lightly brush the food particles from her. “Go sit with Daddy until he gets done and then maybe he and Uncle Jared will take you and the boys to the park, okay?”

“Kay.” I watch as she toddles over to Jensen and plops down next to him, in my old spot and sit quietly while he is still talking to Jared and Gen.

One by one, the boys get done with their snacks and instead of going to their mother to be cleaned up they take turns coming to me and I dust them off and send them to their parents. As I get done feeding Jackson and getting ready to transfer him to the other side, I look up at Gen and notice she is watching me. I smile at her and she returns it. 

When the sun begins to lower in the sky and all three of the older kids begin to get whiny and cranky, we decide to call it a day and start to load up the vehicles. Once everyone is buckled in safe in their seats, I turn to Gen and hug her. 

“Thanks for this morning,” I say. “I don’t know how you did it. I didn’t realize that she would be so cruel about us wanting to spend time with Justice.”

“It wasn’t a big deal,” Gen replies. “She needs to chill and realize that she’s lucky. Jensen wants to spend time with his daughter. Some men don’t.”

“Yea,” I say, not really knowing what else to add to that. Gen is absolutely correct. I saw it many times when I was in the system. A couple would have a child and then something would happen and the man would deny his kid. It was heartbreaking and tragic. Thank goodness Jensen wasn’t like that. He loves his daughter as much as he loves our son. 

As soon as we are on the road towards home, I look back and see that JJ has passed out in her seat and from where I can see Jackson is also.

“Looks like we wore them out today,” I tell Jensen with a grin. “I bet they’ll sleep good tonight.”

“I hope so because I got a surprise for you later,” he chuckles and I look at him, curious.

“Oh really? And what would that be?”

“You’ll just have to wait and see,” he says, linking out fingers together and bringing our hands up to his mouth to kiss my knuckles. I watch as he does and he looks over at me and wiggles his eyebrows and then winks.

“Ooo. Is it a sexy surprise?” I goad, hoping he will give in and tell me but knowing when Jensen Ackles sets his sights on something, he is going to do whatever it takes to make it happen. Even if that is leaving me in the dark about his plans.

“Maybe,” he says. “I’ll drop you off with Jackson and you can get him bedded down while I take JJ home. Take care of yourself too and look in the third drawer of the chest in the closet.”

“Oh-kay.”

When Jensen pulls into the garage he turns the ignition off and opens the door to help me get the baby and the picnic supplies into the house. Once everything is inside, he pulls me into his arms and kisses me, taking my breath away.

“Thank you for today, baby. It’s just what I needed. You are so good to me. You take such great care of us, not only me and Jackson but JJ too. I was missing her something terrible.”

“I know, Jay. I knew you were. That’s why I bore the brunt of Dani's hostility to make it happen.”

“I love you Drea,” he says, with another peck on my lips. “Now go get little man settled down and do whatever you need to do. I’ll be back shortly.”

I watch as he leaves and heads back to the garage. Jackson is still sleeping comfortably in his seat but I know with the sunscreen on his skin and the grime on him from the water when we went wading, he definitely needs a bath.

Knowing he is going to be pissed that I am interrupting his rest, I gently unbuckle and lift Jackson out of his seat tenderly as not to jostle him. He begins squirming and whimpering, his complaints about the disruption being made clear.

“I know baby boy. I know,” I coo to him. “But we have to get you cleaned up. You don’t want to go to bed all dirty and sweaty.” I walk into the bathroom, turning the lights on low so as it doesn’t blind either of us. Settling my whimpering son into the crook of my arm, I bend over and turn the faucet on, grabbing his tub and sitting it into the bottom of the porcelain cask to let it fill up. 

I turn my attention back to Jackson and begin to undress him, blowing raspberries on body parts that I uncover in the process, causing him to giggle.

Jensen pulls into the driveway of the place he used to call home. Things have changed so much in such a short time. When he and Danneel had moved to Austin after they got married, they had immediately found and fell in love with the dwelling and after a few adjustments and remodeling, it had become their dream house. Now he is an outsider. 

He looks over his shoulder at his little princess, Justice Jay, asleep in her seat. Drea knew exactly how to surprise him and had somehow managed to bring his baby girl along. He fell in love with Drea more every day for the little things she did. She took care of not only him, but their son and their home and she could perceive when he was sad and upset and missing JJ. 

 As quietly as he could he exits the vehicle and walks around to open the back passenger door. Carefully unblocking the sleeping little girl, he lifted her up and settled her on his side,  her head laying on his shoulder. Jensen grabs JJ's bag and heads toward the front door.

Dannel must have heard him pull up or had been watching because as soon as he made it to the front of the house, she jerks the door open.

"Is she asleep?" she demands, annoyance in her tone. "My god Jensen! Are you insane?! Now I'm never going to get her to sleep easy tonight."

"Calm down Dee," Jensen sighs. "She's only been out for about 30 minutes."

"Don't tell me to calm down! God, every time she spends time with you she always comes back and acts out. It's getting to be a problem."

Anger and fury runs through Jensen's body. How dare Danneel blame their visits for any bad behavior JJ demonstrates!

"Let me put her down and then we'll discuss it," Jensen implores as he heads toward his daughter's bedroom.

He cautiously places his daughter on her bed, kissing her forehead and pulling the blanket over her body. He knows that he is about to walk out there and argue with the child's mother, but he will do it just for the knowledge that he got to spend the day with his little girl. 

Danneel is in the kitchen when he comes back from JJ's room, a glass of red wine in her hand. 

"Really Dani? I literally just brought JJ home and you're drinking?!"

"It's just one glass Jay," Danneel defends. "It doesn't affect my ability to raise our daughter. I do it all the time."

"And that makes me want to reconsider this arrangement ," Jensen states. "Maybe Justice needs to come live with Drea and me while you get your priorities straight."

"Don't you dare," Dannell retorts in a huff, slamming the wineglass down. The wine sloshes over the top and puddles on the counter. "Don't you fucking dare threaten me! I manage my daughter just fine! One glass of red does not make me a bad parent or incapable of taking care of her needs."

"Do you even hear yourself? You can manage her? D, she's not something to manage. She is our daughter and if I think it's in her best interest, as her father, I will take her out of here."

"And let your whore raise her? Damn Jay! Your little slut is almost as young as JJ. I'd rather not allow a child to raise my daughter. You never know what could happen if she turned her back. She probably would not pay any attention to JJ anyway. She's got her own kid to maintain," Danneel alleges. "I mean, are you even sure your son is being taken care of when you're not around?"

The more accusations and name-calling Danneel spat, the angrier Jensen got until he yelled. "STOP! JUST SHUT UP!" He paced the length of the kitchen, trying to calm down. "Goddamn, Dee. Do you even hear yourself? How can you possibly think that? You know Drea loves JJ like she was her own. You know this, you've seen this!"

"No, I don't know this Jensen! As far as I'm concerned she only loves the fame that comes with being with you. Maybe she loves your dick, because it is a good dick, but as far as her loving JJ like her own. Nah, I don't see it."

Jensen scoffs as he turns to make another lap along the bar. "This dick couldn't keep you faithful so who exactly is the whore here?"

"How dare you!" Danneel screams as she picks  up her wineglass and throws it at Jensen, barely missing his shoulder. The glass hits the wall behind him and shatters. "GET. OUT! Get the fuck out of my house you asshole!"

Jensen looks over his shoulder at the wine running down the wall and to the shards of glass scattered across the floor. "Clean that before JJ wakes up and comes in here and gets cut," he demands. "Or I'll sue you for wanton endangerment of a minor."

He walks out of the room toward the front door, leaving a fuming Danneel behind. "Oh, and that's not a threat.  It's a promise." He closes the door after he walks out and stops to take a breather. How dare Danneel even suggest that Drea is anything but loving and caring to JJ. She would put her own life on the line to keep either kid, the Padalecki boys included, safe.

As he is pulling away, he sees Dr. Josh arriving. "Buddy boy, you got your hands full with that one," Jensen says to no one in particular, in the privacy of the truck cab. Instead of heading home and back to Drea and Jackson, Jensen turns the opposite way and hit the gas. He needs to clear his head and calm down before he goes home. He is livid! How dare Danneel insinuate that he nor Drea have JJ’s best interest in mind. Drea loves  that little girl almost as much as she loves Jackson. Jensen has seen it firsthand; just today when she made sure that JJ was involved in their family outing and not being left out or feeling neglected. 

He knows he needs to just let it go, everything Danneel had said but he just can’t. From the moment she began complaining about JJ being asleep to the second she called Drea a whore and slut, he was stunned. At one time Drea and Dani were like two peas in a pod. When you saw one, the other wasn’t too far behind. A little over a year ago, JJ had innocently and mistakenly called Drea “Mom” which had caused Drea to flip out and worry that her taking care of JJ was confusing to the toddler. Add to the fact that that is around the same time Jensen and Drea began their affair she had legitimate reasons to fret but even back then Jensen had explained it to her; the time she spent caring for and loving on the little blonde it was just a knee-jerk reaction. If JJ had accidentally called Jared ‘Daddy”, Jensen knew it was just a child’s simple mistake. So for Danneel to so blatantly accuse Drea of not loving JJ, it completely pissed Jensen off.

Before Jensen even realizes it, he is pulling into the parking lot of an establishment he had been known to frequent in his younger days, before Danneel and before he became famous, Bob’s Beer and Burger Joint. He decides to go in and have one quick drink and say hello to Bob before heading home. One beer wouldn’t hurt, would it?

Padalecki Home (Later that Night)

Genevieve eyes Jared as he enters their bedroom after making his nightly check of the door and windows and ensuring the security system is set.

She has a crazy, bizarre idea floating around in her head and is trying to come up with a way to approach the subject with her husband. 

Jared smiles at her as he passes by her and heads to the ensuite to finish his bedtime routine. Gen hears the water turn on and the battery-operated toothbrush her husband swears by. She isn't sure if Jared will be in agreement with what she wants to do or just outright reject it. It made Gen nervous because she wanted this, badly, but if Jared was opposed to it she knew it would never happen. 

Jared comes out of the bathroom in his boxers and climbs into bed beside his wife, pulling to quilt over his legs and hips.

"Jare?" Gen urges nervously.

"Yea doll?"

"I want another baby."

Gen looks up at her husband through her thick dark lashes to gauge his reaction. She watches as he mulls over her words. He looks at his wife in bewilderment. 

"Gen, didn't the doctors say that was impossible after the 'procedure'." Gen rolls her eyes listening to Jared still call the partial hysterectomy a procedure. After almost 2 years he still refers to it like it was something as simple as getting a tooth pulled. 

"They did," Gen confirms,  sitting up against the headboard. "I can no longer get pregnant or carry another life inside me."

"So, how do you suppose we…"

"A surrogate Jare," Gen suggests. "And I know the perfect one,  Drea."

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[rosepetalmark]

Bad Idea; Jung Jaehyun

1.6k words

Warnings: smut, cursing

a/n: I was in my Jaehyun feels and ended up writing this in the process. Happy early birthday to this angel, and happy valentines day. 

In which an unexpected sleepover with your boyfriend turns into a little more. 

“i should probably get going,” he whispers into your ear.

“Five more minutes Jae,” you whine, maneuvering your way out of his hold, turning your body to face him. 

“You said that half an hour ago babe. If I stay any longer you know your parents are going to kick my ass,” he said with a laugh. But he was right. If your parents knew he was sleeping over, they’d kick him out, bite your head off, and probably never let him step foot into your house again without supervision. 

Last night you invited Jaehyun over to watch a movie, completely under the impression that he’d leave by eleven like he usually does. 

That wasn’t the case. 

You both fell asleep within the first fifteen minutes of Captain America, and here you were, basking in each other’s warmth, still wearing last night’s clothes.

It was a miracle that your parents didn’t realize he slept over, let alone that he was still here, lying in bed with you. The most affection your parents have seen you show Jaehyun was a three second hug, if they saw you in the same bed together they’d flip. 

Jaehyun has slept over many times, but this time it was different. You were in no rush to get him to leave your house, simply because you have woken up way past the time everyone in your family usually does. 

Typical secret sleepovers with Jae consisted of you constantly making sure your bedroom door was locked, and quickly slipping your clothes back on and ushering him out the house through your back door before everyone was awake.

It was seven thirty nine in the morning, and you wanted to enjoy this moment and appreciate this newfound comfort with your boyfriend. 

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you bring your face closer to his, giving him a quick peck. 

The way the sunlight peeping through your curtains and hitting his face made him look so angelic, making you want to kiss him more. He looked so pure and at peace.

“You are so beautiful, Jung Jaehyun,” you say with a smile, and you truly mean it. You have never met anyone in your life as humble, and smart, and as gorgeous as him. 

“I could say the same for you, my love.” Blush creeping onto his cheeks the moments said words left his mouth.

Everything about him made you want to hold him close and never let him go. The way he smiles so bright when a dog passes his way, whenever he pushes his hair back in frustration when his team is losing in basketball, and especially when he blushes. The red tint that rushes to his cheeks and ears makes you want to cover his face in endless kisses, because everything Jung Jaehyun does makes you fall even more in love with him. 

He brought his lips back to yours, swinging your body over his so you were on top of him. 

Starting to kiss you more aggressively, you slowly grind into him, causing a low moan to escape both of your lips. 

“We shouldn’t be doing this y/n,” Jaehyun exclaims, moving his lips down your face, pressing kisses to your neck as you continue to grind into him.

He was hard. Extremely hard. If you stopped right now, Jaehyun would probably be able to fix his hard on in five minutes tops if he went to the washroom. But that was so many steps away and you were right here, in your bed and on top of him, ready to be the solution to his problem. 

He was right though. Your parents were only a few rooms over, and one wrong move or too loud sound could get you both in shit. You’ve only ever had sex with him once while your parents were home, but that was an anxiety filled mess. You hardly enjoyed yourself because every move you both made had you thinking your parents knew what was happening, causing you to promise yourself that anything remotely sexual between you two would be saved for when you were alone, despite how gruesome the wait would be. 

But in this moment, you didn’t care. The endless ways you’re imagining Jaehyun taking you right now in this moment clouds your mind, causing you to disregard any consequences if you two were to get caught. 

“We really shouldn’t, “ you smile, bringing your hand to his crotch, gently grabbing it.

“O-oh my god y/n please don’t stop, “ he whines, short breathes escaping his lips. 

He moves his right hand underneath your shirt squeezing your right breast, causing a low moan to escape your mouth .

You continue to grind into him, and Jaehyun decides to flip you over, him now hovering over your small frame. Still placing kisses all over your face, Jaehyun lifts your shirt off your body in the process. 

Moving his lips ever so slowly down your neck, he takes his time softly pressing kisses around your chest, and slowly in between your breasts. The pleasure was both exhilarating yet annoying, you wanted to enjoy this moment, but you want anything and everything all at once, causing your impatience to rise.  

The way his brown orbs were staring so lustfully yet lovingly back into yours as he pressed kisses down your stomach made you want to feel and explore every part of him right this instant.

God you wanted him.  

His hands make their way to the strings of your shorts, quickly fumbling with the knot to undo them as quickly as possible so they can be off your body and on your floor in mere seconds.

“J-Jaehyun please,” you spoke softly, you were desperate for anything at this point.

A touch. A kiss. Even a glance. The ache in between your legs is driving you crazy, and you can imagine he feels the same. 

You need him 

“Don’t worry princess,” he smiles, slowly licking his lips. “I’m rig-”

Before finishing his sentence, you both look up. Harsh, loud knocks are coming from your bedroom door, startling you both. 

“Fuck,” you whispered. Pushing Jaehyun off you, panic begins to rush through your veins.

“Jae, go hide in the closest,” you signal, throwing your sweater and shorts back on your body. 

“Y/n I’m not hiding in your fuc-,”

“You get in that closest right now or I’m never sucking your dick again, got it? If we get caught, our asses are grass and you won’t ever be allowed back in this house again,” you half yell, opening the closet door for Jaehyun go hide in. “You’ll be in here for 5 minutes tops, alright?”

Running to your mirror, you look at your appearance to see if there’s any giveaways to your prior activities. 

All you can think about was how fucked you are. Your lips are swollen and red, hair a mess, and you’re a thousand percent certain your mom was outside your door, ready to kick yours and Jaehyun’s asses.  

Slowly turning the knob and opening the door, there stood your mom, still in her pajamas, with a not so happy look on her face. 

“Uh, hi?” you asked, attempting to seem as confused as possible. If you were going to lie straight to her face about anything happening in your room, acting oblivious is the best solution. 

“Who were you talking to? And why are you up so early on a Saturday? It’s not even eight y/n, you usually don’t get up until one,” she says rather aggressively.

“I um- I was on the phone with Jae,” you lie through your teeth. “We were uh studying together last night for our chem test on Monday and he thought he left his notes here,” you say nervously, quickly coming up with the most believable lie that comes to mind.

“Why are you being so loud? It’d be nice to sleep in once too,” she says dryly. 

“S-sorry, I was looking around to see if i put his binder somewhere, turns out he left it in his kitchen and not his room.”

Seemingly convinced, she turned her back to you and started walking back to her room. “Alright, get back to bed you have studying to do later. And tell Jaehyun to do the same.”

And with that, she was in her room, and you were safe. 

You shut your door, making sure to lock it, and hop back on your bed.  A sigh of relief escaping your lips. 

You were safe. Free. Content. Your mom had no idea what was happening, and now you’re okay.

Jaehyun comes back out from your closet, bursting into laughter as he sits down beside you on your bed.

“I told you we were going to get caught, you dummy,” he smiles.

“Yeah well, we didn’t. So everything’s fine now. Go home and study for your chemistry test Jung before we really do get caught.”

“Yeah, if only I was taking chemistry,” he exclaims with a chuckle, placing a quick peck to your forehead. “If only the universe was on our side and gave us twenty minutes before your mom came here.”

“Sucks to suck, Jung,” you say with a smile. 

“You were seconds away from sucking my dick so yeah it sucks that i’m not getting sucked any time soon.”

“JUNG JAEHYUN!” you yell, throwing a pillow in his direction. “You’re such a prick.”

“A prick who you wanted to fuck not even five minutes ago baby.”

“Well, now I don’t want to. We’re never doing this with anyone home again,” you sigh. “I’m surprised I didn’t pass out from shock when she actually believed me.”

“I’ll see you later tonight, kay?” he asks, quietly slipping his shoes on. 

“I don’t know Jae, I think I have a chemistry test to be studying for and shouldn’t spend time with my boyfriend or else I’ll get distracted” you chuckle, batting your eyelashes. 

[xthefandomequestrianx]

Psycho - Chapter 1

I have no idea where to post this but I want to get it out of my folder!

A/N: Yes, I am aware that this is not quite how things happened chronologically. For the sake of the fic, we’re going to pretend that Elle went to Allie and begged to be arrested pretty soon after Dewey’s execution. Kay? Kay. Also I’m not a huge Will fan so he’ll be meh in this. Sorry.

Trigger warnings: injuries, torture, abuse, Campbell is a jerk, swearing because they swear like every line, slight mention of rape

Ship(s): Allie and pretty much everyone (platonically), Allie x Harry, Allie & Grizz (as a brotp)

Chapter 1

Allie winced as she felt a large chunk of her thumb nail rip off, before the stinging sensation of air hitting an open wound filled her senses. She’d been trying to wear through the rope tightly binding her wrists behind her back, but obviously had no such luck.

The day had started out normal, as any other day. She skipped breakfast in favor of a quick check up on Harry, whom anyone had yet to manage to drag out of his depressive state. After her doling out her tough love, he did start working again, though very reluctantly and lacking any effort. Then she’d gone back home and talked extensively with Will and Gordy about the issues of water and electricity - namely, how they would check if they were in danger of running out. Then lunch, where she had a nice conversation with Helena that for once did not revolve around politics. She’d only slipped away for a second to use the bathroom when suddenly he was there, knocking her out with a crowbar and stuffing her in his car.

And that was the quickly-escalating, climactic story of how she’d wound up in Campbell Eliot’s basement.

She knew why she was here, of course. He wanted to force Elle back home, where he could continue to control and abuse her. How he figured he would accomplish this by kidnapping her was uncertain, but she knew his end goal.

“Hey there, princess,” he traipsed down the steps into the basement. “Enjoying your stay?”

She glared at him. “I’m not your house guest, Campbell. You kidnapped me. Get to the point.”

“Feisty. Strong,” he smirked. “Every bit the leader. Except for this time, you get to be my captive. How does it feel?”

“What do you want?” she restated, biting out the words. Perhaps she was being dumb, speaking to him in such a tone while he clearly held the upper hand in this scenario. God, she wished for the Guard to notice her absence. But she’d only been awake for about fifteen minutes, plus about half an hour of being unconscious, she’d guess. Unfortunately, the former West Ham football team didn’t have enough experience in detective work to solve that one in forty five minutes.

“I am asking the questions, here!” He growled. “Tell me, Allie. How. Does. It. Feel?”

She caught a glint of something under his jacket sleeve. Brass knuckles. Fuck.

“Cold,” she said simply. He’d taken most of her outerwear, leaving her in leggings and a t-shirt.

“Not the answer I was hoping for, but I’ll take it. Was that so hard?” His smirk widened - the sick bastard was clearly enjoying this.

She’d been told he was a psychopath, heard the things he had done to Elle, and seen him be an asshole on more occasions than she could count. But this was an entirely new side to him that she had yet to see. It truly scared her, rattled her insides. The word psychopath gained a whole new meaning. “What do you want?” she repeated. Her voice trembled, but she pretended not to notice. The hot tears threatening to fall also went ignored.

“Fair enough - you answer one of mine, and I’ll answer one of yours.” He stepped towards where she was sitting on the ground. “I was going to tell you, anyways. I want a lot of things from you, Allie Pressman. You’re a whiny little bitch who only gets to lead us because of your dead sister. You’ve taken so much from me.”

She couldn’t believe that he actually had the nerve to play the victim card. Here, while she was tied up in his basement.

He continued. “But for now - all that I want right now - is my girlfriend back. You better return her to me.”

She glared up at him, trying to appear strong. “Never,” she spat.

The brass knuckles flew at her before she could even blink, crashing into her cheek and causing her head to snap to the side. It took her a moment to reorient herself, and she felt a trail of blood trickling down her face.

“You will do as I say,” he warned in a deadly tone.

She nodded. If she were a fighter, she would deny him, taking what she got and always standing strong. However she was a survivor, and while someone else might say that they were one in the same, that was simply untrue. A fighter fought until the end, while a survivor didn’t come to an end. Some called it intelligence and some called it cowardice, but she was a survivor. “What are you going to do to me?” she asked. She needed to keep getting information out of him - it was her best shot.

“You see, I need to send a message. Campbell Eliot is not someone to be messed with. You have taken from me the girl I love, who I swore to protect, and that’s not going to fly. I’m not going to kill you, Allie. You’ll only wish you were dead.”

She didn’t have time to respond as he kicked her hard in the side. She screamed as she felt something crack.

He tutted. “I thought you would be stronger than that. I guess you’re really just soft behind your big, bad Guard.”

“Fuck you,” she said, though her voice lacked gusto.

“Fuck you, too.” He kicked her again, this time in the back. “Sit up.”

She remained on the ground.

He stomped on her leg. “I said sit up!”

Doing her best to ignore the pain she felt, she slid herself back into a sitting position against the wall.

“You all need to know just how wrong you were.” The fist bearing the brass knuckles crashed into her jaw. “All of you.” He drove them into her stomach, so far that his fist was probably an inch from the wall she was sitting against.

She spat blood, praying for it to be due to the hit to her jaw rather than something internal.

He laughed, like he found all of this extremely funny. “You’re fucking useless, Allie. Do something! Sam’s fucking pet bird had more fight than you!”

She didn’t answer.

“Make this more fun,” he demanded.

She stared up at him with wide, terrified eyes. What in the hell did he mean by that? She had a feeling that she wasn’t going to like it.

He groaned, as if she were causing him an inconvenience. “Jesus christ.” He roughly grabbed her forearm, hauling her to her feet and causing her to scream in pain. “You’ve got five seconds to run to that door at the top of the steps. If you make it, you can go. If you don’t, then we get to keep playing. How does that sound? Fair?”

She stared at him stonily. “Fuck. You. None of this is fair and you know it, even in your sick, psychotic brain.”

“Ready, set, go.” He released her arm, causing her to stumble forwards.

Luckily, she stayed on her feet. She didn’t want to play his stupid torture games. But if she had even a small chance of getting out… She ran.

“Four.”

She quickly found that her right leg didn’t work very well. She pushed herself on and from the amount of effort it took she felt like she should be running. She knew that it probably looked more like a drunken speed walk.

“Three.”

Halfway there, but she still had to tackle the stairs. She urged herself on.

“Two.”

Her heart pumped faster every time his voice echoed. The countdown was terrifying, as she raced to the door knowing what was to come if she didn’t make it.

“One.”

She was halfway up the stairs when he charged for her, grabbing her and throwing her back down them like a ragdoll.

Through her blurry vision, she longingly stared at the door. The tears flowed freely down her face now.

His form, towering over her, filled her vision. She tried to turn away, but he leant down over her, holding her face in his hand. His thumb wiped some of the blood off of her lip. His face got close to hers, far too close, and he whispered, “My plan doesn’t need for you to die, Allie. It just doesn’t depend on you being alive, either.”

Her breath hitched as she understood his meaning. He didn’t care if she survived this. In fact, he might just kill her for the fun of it. “They’ll hunt you down,” she whispered. “If you kill me.”

“Without you, the town would descend into chaos. They might come looking for me, but I have a backup plan. I thrive in chaos. Eventually, it would be me leading. But I’m not looking for that… just yet, at least. I. Just. Want. My. Girlfriend. Back.”

It took her foggy brain a few seconds longer than it should have to realize that he was undoing her pants.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Grizz says. “Fucking hell. How did we lose her? I thought at least one of us was supposed to be with her at all times!”

“We were,” Jason defended.

“Well she didn’t just vanish into thin air!” Grizz growled back.

Gordy groaned. “And no one has seen her?”

Luke shook his head, confirming. “Helena was with Allie last. She said that she had excused herself to the restroom and then never came back. After that, no one has seen her.”

“She should know better than to slip away without one of us,” Clark sighed, though he was more frustrated with themselves for not paying closer attention than with Allie for wanting to use the freaking bathroom by herself.

Gordy groaned. “This is bad. Why would she just disappear?”

Luke shrugged. “Helena said she was fine while they were talking. Even seemed happy.”

“What do we do?” Grizz asked, arms crossed.

They quieted. As they were only in the very beginning of forming a functioning government, they had neglected to come up with any sort of protocol for missing people. It had simply not been in their minds primarily due to the fact that no one had actually gone missing yet. Even back in West Ham, the old one, due to the upper class families residing there rarely had to deal with such matters.

“What do they do, like, on tv?” Clark suggested.

“They call the cops,” Grizz said.

“Dude,” Luke groaned. “We are the cops.”

Grizz nodded, realizing. “Well, fuck.”

“Will you stop saying that?” Jason said.

“Guys!” Clark said, sharply. “They usually have posters, bring in witnesses…”

Gordy’s eyes widened, a light bulb going off in his head. “A search party.”

The others nodded in approval.

“Okay,” Gordy breathed. “So we’ll assemble a search party and meet in the church. Okay?”

“Let’s go,” Luke agreed. They got to work.

Allie laid on the cold, hard basement floor. She wanted to think about how she would escape and get away from him. She wanted to think about running up the basement steps and sneaking through the house, successfully avoiding her captor and making it through the front door and then down the street before he went to check on her and noticed she was gone.

If she were the strong, smart leader she pretended to be then that’s exactly what she would be doing. If she were her sister.

But she wasn’t her sister. She wasn’t the brave leader guiding the town through their mysterious misfortunes. She was a young girl, doing her best to help people because she was told that it had to be her. So she lay still on the floor, pain filling her senses from inside out, the only thing she could feel. This was certainly a step up from when she broke her ankle as a kid, she thought humorlessly.

It must have been another twenty, thirty minutes before he came back down into the basement. She didn’t dread his return as much as she thought she should. Anything other than sitting alone with her pain and fear.

“Get up,” he ordered.

She whimpered in response. How did he expect her to do so, exactly? She’d inventoried the damage done to her body while she was alone. The pain in her side probably meant a broken rib or three, confirmed by the snap she’d heard when he kicked her. Her right ankle was broken, or at least sprained, and further down she registered pain in her toes. Her head still hurt, probably from the initial assault with the crowbar. Her face hurt, her stomach, and she could feel the bruises littered all over the rest of her body every time she breathed too hard.

“Get up!” he screamed. She winced for the blow, but it never came. Apparently he was satisfied with the injuries he had already caused her.

Against the protest coming from her body, she held her breath as she moved to a sitting position.

“Wow, Allie.” He smirked. “You look like shit.”

“Go to hell,” she inhaled sharply as her ribs moved.

He watched her struggle, and she disturbingly remembered the bird story Sam had shared from their childhood. She was the bird, and he was watching in amusement as her stubs where there used to be wings refused to fly her away. She hated playing the role in his twisted, sick game but was fearful of what he would do if she disobeyed.

She tried to stand, but was sent crashing back to the ground. “Up,” he demanded.

She tried again, this time with more success. But with a laugh and a kick to her left shin - the one bearing her weight - she was back on the ground. A sob rose in her throat.

“Get. Up!” He looked angry now, and she hurried to get back on her feet. It wasn’t working so well.

Impatient, he grabbed her arm and hoisted her up. He dragged her as she stumbled up the steps and out of the basement. He roughly caught her every time her body gave out and she nearly fell, shoving her back upright and continuing on. To her surprise, they exited the horrid house she hoped to never see again and he pulled her over to his car. The one he’d kidnapped her in.

“In,” he said. She did as she was told, with only a little reluctant assistance from him. He got in the driver's’ seat, starting the car.

“Wh-where are we going?” she asked.

He leaned across the center console, grinning. “To deliver my message, princess. You all have twenty four hours to return Elle to me, or I will come back. And I will kill you.”

The threat should have been terrifying, sending shivers down her spine. However the only thing she felt was relief. He was bringing her back home.

The search party met in the church, Gordy briefing everyone on the little bit that they knew. He looked around the room from where he stood in the front. Obviously, the Guard - Luke, Jason, Clark, and Grizz - were there in their matching jackets. Standing next to Luke was Helena, and behind her Kelly.

“Is that everyone coming?” Gordy asked.

“Everyone joining in the search,” Luke shrugged. “Everyone else knows that she’s missing and to keep an eye out.”

Gordy rolled his eyes. He knew that his hometown was filled with unmotivated, emotionally stunted slackers raised in the lap of luxury, however it had never been more apparent to him than it did in that moment. Maybe this New Ham thing was the universe’s way of giving them some much-needed character growth. It was certainly an idea he’d toyed with in the past, and he would’ve considered it longer if he actually believed in a higher power.

Another person slipped in the back, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed and looking out of place.

“Come to help?” Gordy asked. All heads turned to see who he was addressing.

Harry nodded. “Kelly told me she was missing.”

Will stood up from where he was sitting. “I don’t trust him,” he glared at Harry. “How do we know that he hasn’t done something to her?”

Harry put his hands up. “I haven’t done anything. Really - I’m here to help.”

Will still looked skeptical, but Kelly ended the issue by saying, “Look, Harry’s barely been pulling himself out of bed long enough to work his shifts. I don’t think he has it in him to plan a kidnapping or whatever this is. No offense, Harry.”

Harry shrugged, “Slight offense, but not undeserved.”

Gordy snapped his fingers, directing their attention back to the issue at hand. “Okay, so here’s the plan…”

The sound of an engine revving outside drowned out the rest of that sentence, effectively drawing their attention away from the meeting. The sound was soon accompanied by a blaring horn.

“What the-” Helena stood from her seat, walking quickly to the door to see what was going on. The others followed, Luke jogging ahead to be with her at the front.

In the church parking lot was the familiar black jeep belonging to Campbell. And in the passenger seat sat the very girl they were searching for.

“Allie!” Grizz yelled.

Before they could react, the passenger door was opened and Allie was roughly shoved out onto the street, Campbell speeding away like a madman (which was actually very in character for him).

The group all sprinted over to Allie, who still hadn’t gotten up.

[katayamoon-writes]

Diary of A.K

Dear diary,

I know its been so long since I’ve had a chance to write but so much has

happened in the past few months. I was chosen to be the Princess elect of Wysteria. Its been so hectic learning all this history, etiquette, learning how to be a royal, and meeting candidates to be my Prince consort. It’s been so much. I have met a lot of kind people but they’ve been a bit vanilla, except one SID. Oh my god he’s so arrogant and self absorbed. He annoys me to no end. Sometimes he comes across like a kid that has a crush because he annoys me so much but then he just acts like a complete jerk then that thought leaves my head. The best thing about being princess, I was reunited with my tutor, Robert! He hasn’t changed a bit. He still the same as ever, sweet, kind, caring and talented. I didn’t know how much I missed him until I was asked to go meet the court painter for my royal portrait. Seeing him brought back all those feelings I had for him. I enjoyed spending hours with him while he painted. I finally was able to kiss him. Then fucking Sid came in. Like seriously does he not have anything better to do than ruin a perfect moment???

~~FLASH BACK~~

“How have you been, Robert? I feel like its been so long since I’ve seen you.”

He smiles, “I’ve been well Anaya Kai, Traveling that's all.”

“Well I’m glad! I just wished you didn’t have to leave me seven years ago.”

“I know but you didn’t need me for anything else, you were a young woman.”

She looks at him and said to herself “I did actually.”

“What was that princess?”

She stood up from her pose and walked to him. “I did still need you Robert.”

He looked up at her from his easel “What do you mean?”

She didn’t answer but instead placed her lips against his. His eyes widen in shock before pushing her away slightly. “Why did you? Is that what? How long have you felt this way?”

She looked down at the floor. “Robert I’ve always had feelings for you. I want you.” She goes in to kiss him again. He welcomed the kiss. Deepening the kiss. His tongue prodding at her closed lips. She opened her lips slightly letting his tongue intertwine with hers. He placed his hand behind her head puling her closer. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Moaning into his lips she pulled him closer wanting to engulf in the heat building inside her.

“uh hmm” startled by the sudden sound of someone clearing their throat. They untangled themselves. Looking toward the door they saw it was none other than Sid.

“Ugh why are here” She said annoyed.

“Nice to see ya too Princess but I came fer Robert here.” Sid said.

“We’re busy at the moment Sid.”

“Ya I can see that. How bout a proposition?”

She looked from Sid to Robert. Finally she spoke, “What do you mean proposition Sid?”

He walks over to her, running the back of his hand down her cheek. “if ya up for it why not have the both of us. Or ya can have just me?”

Robert turns To her and said “Its your decision Princess. I wont force anything on you.” She moves closer to Robert finally whispering in his ear she said “I’ve always wanted you Robert.” He smiles at Sid. Before he can speak she said “But I would be ok with both of you, as long as you’re my first Robert.” Sid steps back to go lock the door. She started to kiss Robert again hungrier. Running his hands down her arm he expertly unties her ribbons in the back of her dress. Neither of them noticed Sid standing there watching waiting for his chance. Robert removed her dress to reveal her perky breast. Teasingly he rubbed her nipples. She shimmied her dress completely off. Sid continued to watch as she disrobed. His eyes filling with envy. Robert went to her sensitive core. Rubbing and tugging on her bud. He eased his fingers into her wetness. She groaned slightly at the invasion. He maneuvered his fingers slowly until she got used to it. He felt her flesh relax. Moving his fingers a little faster she felt the first spasm. She released her juices all over his fingers. Finally breaking the kiss he placed his fingers in his mouth. Sucking off her sweet juice. She watched him taste her nectar before being overcome with uncontrollable desire. She stripped off his shirt. Revealing a scar. Running her fingers over his chest, he placed his hands on top of hers. Guiding her down to his throbbing member. He moaned when she gently squeezed. Unbuttoning his pants she felt his length fall out immediately. Taking It in her hand she slowly stroked him. Enjoying the moans escaping from his lips. Nearing his peak. He spun her around and bent her over before pushing his long thick cock inside her slowly. She winced slightly adjusting to his girth. He started to pound inside her.

Sid saunters up to her stroking her face “Think ya can handle two cocks princess?” she doesn't answer only moans reaching her hand out she felt how big he was. “Ya you can handle it.” Unzipping his pants he let her take control. She worked her hands up and down his shaft. Finally taking it in her mouth she slurps and gags on his meat. Pushing him further into her throat. She moved her mouth faster. Going in pace with Roberts Assault on her tight pussy. She felt a thrumming in her mouth. He grabbed her head holding her down before a hot liquid spurt out. She continued to suck on his length. He groaned in satisfaction before letting go of her head. Pulling out of her mouth he steps back. “I think that's all I needed. ”He got himself dressed before leaving discreetly.

Robert still was working on her heat. He lifted one of her legs up in the air so he can easily rub her bud. He tugged slightly before feeling another wave of spasms hit her body. She clasped her hand over her mouth to muffle the cries of pleasure. Feeling her walls contract against his shaft he released his load inside of her. Still pounding inside her a bigger wave racks her body. He smiled feeling her core spasms on his shaft. He slowed his thrusting before he finally left her flesh. Steading her body he picks her up taking her back to the bench she was sitting on before. He went back to pick up her dress. Helping her dress. He kissed her cheek. “How do you feel Anaya Kai?” She murmured incoherently. Chuckling he told her “We can always go for another round my love.”

~PRESENT~

Diary I swear my first time was so amazing. Not only did I give it to the man I love. I even to see Sid in a new light. I don’t know if I’ll ever let Sid touch me that way but I do know that when Robert touches my skin, my body hums in anticipation of what's to come. I cant wait to be with him again. He really has captured my heart and my body. As always dairy talk to you soon.