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lanawrx · 2 months ago

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Johnny Joestar with GN!Reader who has Keratosis Pilaris

a/n: I was looking at my skin a few days ago and I was like....y'know, they kinda look like bug bites- GASP. Johnny would be such a FREAK for me. also I have body acne, esp on my legs and arms, or sometimes my back. it genuinely brings me comfort that Johnny would find those things sexy lol.

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The campfire crackled softly, sending flickers of light into the darkening desert. The day had been rough—another group of Stand users had ambushed you, Johnny, and Gyro on the trail, and you’d barely escaped. The three of you had been covered head to toe in mud and grime by the end of it, your clothes stuck to your skin in a heavy, disgusting mess. It was no surprise when Gyro suggested you all strip down to your undergarments and wash your clothes, airing them out by the fire.

You sat cross-legged on the ground, wiping a stray smudge of dirt off your arm as the heat of the fire dried your damp skin. It was a little awkward, sitting around with barely any clothes on, but the exhaustion from the fight and the shared need for warmth eased the tension.

Johnny, usually a little quieter when Gyro was around, had been watching you for a while, ever since you’d stripped down to nothing but your underwear. He wasn’t looking at you in the way most men would; no, his blue eyes were fixated on something else—the faint red bumps that dotted your arms, legs, and shoulders.

You hadn’t really thought about it. Your skin had always been this way, with tiny red dots peppering your limbs like freckles that never quite faded. It was just something that was part of you, something you didn’t even notice anymore. But when Johnny’s gaze lingered, you became acutely aware of it, like his eyes had brought it into sharp focus. He wasn’t disgusted, though. No, he seemed… fascinated.

Gyro, sitting a little ways off, was busy cleaning his steel balls, but he didn’t miss the way Johnny kept sneaking glances at you. A smirk curled across his lips as he leaned back, crossing his arms over his chest. “Nyohoho~! Seems like Johnny’s got his eyes on somethin’.”

Johnny’s face flushed as he quickly looked away, trying to hide the fact he’d been staring. “Shut up, Gyro,” he muttered, a hint of his Kentucky drawl slipping through, betraying his embarrassment.

You glanced between them, confused at first, but then noticed Johnny’s gaze returning to your skin. "What?" you asked, your voice casual, trying to brush it off. “Something wrong?”

“N-No, nothin’,” Johnny stammered, but his eyes lingered on the little red bumps again. He swallowed hard, shifting uncomfortably on the log he was sitting on. “I just… I ain’t never seen skin like that before. Does it… hurt?”

His voice was softer now, genuinely curious, though there was an undercurrent there—something deeper, something more intimate that he wasn’t saying outright. It made your heart skip a beat, though you weren’t entirely sure why.

“Nah, not at all. It’s just the way my skin is,” you replied, giving a casual shrug. “I call it ‘strawberry skin.’” You laughed softly. “It’s just how my skin is—keratosis pilaris. No big deal.”

Johnny’s heart gave an unexpected flutter at your nonchalant explanation. “Strawberry skin,” he repeated, almost under his breath. The nickname was so… endearing. The tiny bumps scattered across your limbs, something so unique and intimate, only made his heart race more. To him, it wasn’t strange or anything to be overlooked. If anything, it was captivating in a way he couldn’t explain. “That’s… kinda cute, honestly.”

His voice was barely above a whisper, and there was a slight flush in his cheeks. Gyro, who had been quietly observing the whole scene, raised an eyebrow, a smirk curling at the corners of his lips. He’d known about Johnny’s peculiar fascination with things like this for a while now. It wasn’t often that Johnny showed this side of himself so openly, though.

“Cute, huh?” Gyro teased, his Italian accent rolling through the words. “I guess you’ve got a thing for strawberries, eh, Joestar?”

Johnny shot him a glare, embarrassed, but Gyro just chuckled and turned his attention back to the fire, letting the two of you have your moment.

You, still oblivious to the depth of Johnny’s interest, laughed at Gyro’s teasing. “Well, I guess if I’m ever in need of a new nickname, ‘Strawberry’ could work.”

Johnny, struggling to keep his cool, smiled softly. “Yeah, it… it could.” He shifted a bit closer, just enough that his arm barely brushed yours, the subtle contact sending a jolt through him.

His fingers twitched, as if he wanted to reach out and touch, to feel the texture of your skin. “It’s… interestin’,” he murmured. He glanced away, but his blush deepened, his blue eyes flicking back to your arms and legs. “Looks kinda like… like bug bites.”

That caught you off guard. Bug bites? You looked at him, studying his expression, trying to understand what he meant. His face was flushed, his breathing a little heavier than normal, and it hit you: Johnny was into it.

Gyro, sitting nearby, snickered under his breath, clearly enjoying the whole situation. “Johnny’s got himself a little secret,” he teased, leaning forward with a grin. “Seems like he’s got a thing for-”

“Gyro, for the love of God, shut up,” Johnny hissed, though his voice lacked any real bite. He glanced at you nervously, almost like he was worried about what you might think. His hands clenched into fists on his lap, his knuckles turning white from the pressure.

But you weren’t fazed. In fact, you kind of found it amusing—endearing, even. You hadn’t noticed how much Johnny had been drawn to your skin until now, but it made sense in hindsight. The way his eyes had lingered just a little too long, how he always seemed a little flustered when you were around… It was oddly cute.

“You got a thing for bug bites, huh?” you teased, raising an eyebrow at him. Your voice was playful, not judging, and Johnny’s face burned a deeper shade of red.

“…Maybe,” he muttered, barely audible, but you caught it.

You laughed softly, the tension melting away. “Well, you’re in luck then,” you said, leaning back on your arms and letting your legs stretch out in front of you, showing the full extent of the red bumps on your skin. “Guess I’m your ideal type, huh?”

Johnny’s breath hitched slightly, his eyes glued to your legs as a faint shiver ran through him. He looked like he was about to combust on the spot, his lips parting as if he wanted to say something but couldn’t quite form the words.

Gyro, meanwhile, was having the time of his life, leaning back and watching the whole thing unfold with a smug grin. “Nyohoho~! Looks like you two might be gettin’ a little closer tonight.”

Johnny shot him a death glare. “I’m gonna kill you.”

But you just smiled, feeling more comfortable now that you knew the reason behind Johnny’s stolen glances. “Don’t worry, Johnny. It’s no big deal.” You gave him a wink, your playful tone putting him a little more at ease. “I think it’s kinda sweet, actually.”

Johnny swallowed again, his blush still evident, but there was something softer in his eyes now—something warm. He glanced at you one last time before muttering, “Thanks… I’m glad you don’t mind.”

As the night wore on and the fire crackled softly, Johnny’s thoughts remained on you, on the beautiful imperfection of your "strawberry skin."

It was all he could think about, and the more he tried to push it away, the more it consumed him, leaving him flustered, aroused, and utterly captivated by you in ways he didn't expect.

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hvnnibvni · 2 years ago

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Together Again | JJK *part 1*

Pairings: Jungkook/Reader

Genre: Mature themes. Romance. Angst. Arranged marriage AU. Childhood best friends to lovers AU.

Warnings: cheating, reader is a rope bunny (ALLEGEDLY), hard!dom JK, switch!reader, reader likes to be slutted out, drunken sex, unplanned pregnancy(this is in the end dw😅), cunnilingus, oral (both receiving), fighting (talk shit get hit) daddy!kink, praise!kink, dirty talk, spanking, hair pulling. Just all around nasty y’all.

Summary: After reader finds her long-term boyfriend in bed with their mutual friend. She moves back into her family home, but under one condition. She has to marry her childhood friend that has been arranged since their childhood. For a wedding gift they go to a mountainous getaway with a group of friends, reader is told that ex and mutual friend get invited, so reader and jk decide to pretend not to know each other to avoid any confusion or miscommunication.

Authors note: Hi! Sorry it’s so late but here it is. I hope you guys enjoy. I’m making this into a series. I feel like it’s a little unprofessional not to have a masterlist but I’m working on that too. Just bare with me please in new to this lol. Also feel free to ask me any questions, or express your honest opinions Im all ears good or bad. Should I make a tag list?

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‘How the fuck did I get here��

You thought as you sat in you car, filled with you things. You had just left the home YOU bought after catching your boyfriend Yunwoo cheating one you.. With your supposedly best friend. Sitting there thinking, you should’ve saw the signs. They were there right in front of your face. You felt like a fool. Luckily you’ve always kept a cool head, or else you would’ve done something you’d regret. You honestly wished you did. You wanted them to hurt just as much as they hurt you, but you knew if wouldn’t change anything so why stress yourself out about it. But silence is the best way to get under someone’s skin isn’t it. No matter how much he cried and apologized. You didn’t turn back, you’ll never go back to him. That a promise you made to yourself on you journey back home.

Earlier that day:

“Hey y/n what can I get you” the barista, you’ve gotten to know over the years asks, “Let me have my usual please Janine, oh! And can you serve it really hot please, thank you.” You were making you your normal daily rounds that day, which normally started out with a hot coffee at your favorite cafe when you realized you forgot you wallet back at the house. “Ah actually scratch that. I seem to have left my wallet at home.” You say, making the sudden realization. “You know what don’t walruses about it it’s on the house,” Janine says with a smile. “That you so much I appreciate the generosity, but I have to go back home anyway. I’ll come back and pay for the coffee.” You just couldn’t shake this strange feeling telling you to go back home. Your boyfriend of 5 years seemed was acting strange this morning. Being overly sweet all of a sudden, waking you up, making you breakfast. It just seemed like he was trying to get you out of the house.

when you pull into the driveway you see his car still out front, but you didn’t find that as strange as you best friend, Cristal car along side his. “Strange,” you say to yourself as you pull into the driveway. She never texted that she was coming over, but you check you phone to be safe. But you still can’t shake the uneasy feeling you have in your gut that something fishy is going on inside your home without you knowing. The calm rational you is telling you to just walk in your home as if it’s nothing, but the bad bitch part of you is telling you to unlock your fence and sneak in though the back door. So that’s just what you do. As you’re sneaking inside your house you notice clothes spread all across you living room floor training up the stairs to your bedroom. “Oh hell nah I know these motherfuckers ain’t- okay.” You whisper to yourself as you tiptoe up the stairs.

As you reach your bedroom you hear the faint sound of laughter behind the door. You decide to listen in on the conversation before letting your presence known. “Why don’t you just leave her already. She can’t make you happy the way I do.” You hear Cristal say. “I’m just waiting for the right time Cristal you know how she can be. She so clingy, she acts like she can’t live without me,” Yunwoo explains to Cristal. You scoff to yourself as head this. “Mmcht yeah right like this isn’t my house you’re freeloading it.” You number to yourself as you lean in closer to get a better listen. No one knew that you were he one that made all the money between you two. Yunwoo didn’t have a job and was too embarrée to move back in with his parents after he dropped out of college. So you bought this home for the both of you to stay in. You on the other hand were and heiress to one of the most biggest, prestigious designing companies in the world. In other words you’re the 1 percent of the q percent. But you’ve always kept it a secret, because it is taboo to mention your wealth in front of other people who are less fortunate.

“well I just don’t see how it’s right to keep pretending and leading her on like this. Im starting to get annoyed just looking at her. She’s so pathetic.” At this point you e already opened the door. They look at you in shock to see you home this early. “Y/n-“ you hold up your hand. Not trying to hear a single word coming out of yunwoo’s mouth, already disgusted. You don’t speak of give them the time of day. Of course you have lots to say, say you listened to their conversation you realized that these people were below you. These people betrayed your trust, and defiled your home. They’re worth less than the dirt on a dog’s paw. And what do you look like speaking to those who aren’t even worthy enough to lick the dirt off of your dogs feet? “Y/n please let’s talk about this like adults.” Yunwoo pleads. All you can do is scoff ass you go around the room and gather your things.

“Yunwoo baby just let her go. You don’t need something like that anyways. She’s not worth the time,” Cristal says picking through her nails. “You know what Cristal you’re right. I don’t need this. I deserve better and y/n baby you can’t give that to me. I’m on to better things in life. While you’re going to be stuck a sad, lonely, bitter, insignificant, bitch no one can stand. So go on. Leave.” Yunwoo, who has more than audacity says to you. You, the classy person you are smile at him, gather your clothes, jewelry, and dog walk away. Leaving everything behind.

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ghouly-boiiiii · 8 months ago

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My Name Is Cooper

Chapter 1

A Finger for a Finger

(Lucy x Cooper Howard / The Ghoul)

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Tags: angst, fluff, romance, humor, banter, femdom, alcohol and drug use, eventual smut

Summary: Follows Lucy and The Ghoul on their journey after the events of Season 1. Lucy has to come to terms with what she’s learned about the company and people she once trusted with her life and the future of the world, and the bounty hunter's rough exterior starts to break down as he begins to see his old self in her.

After coming across an abandoned vault, they decide to spend the night there and take advantage of its remaining amenities. While there, Lucy finds some of Cooper Howard’s old movies… The same movies she grew up watching with her dad. She puts them in, and as she recalls distant memories and struggles to cope with the truth about her father, she comes to another startling realization…

Authors Note: I just wanted to write something with these two. Not sure where it's gonna go, but I've got at least 3-4 chapters in mind, and there will be smut somewhere in there lol. I just think they have an interesting dynamic and much potential for witty banter and an interesting romantic/sexual relationship. Especially with the idea that Lucy may or may not have had a major crush on the actor Mr. Cooper Howard. And that The Ghoul may or may not become an absolute lost puppy for the first woman who looks at him in *that way* after 200 years of being a walking corpse.

It's gonna be an adventure. Let's see where this takes us, y'all. lol

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 2,016

SPOILER WARNING: Contains all the spoilers

No trigger warnings except eventual sexy time with a zombie man.

“You’re awful quiet there, Vaulty.” The Ghoul said, breaking a long bout of silence as he glanced over his shoulder at his human companion, with Dogmeat faithfully prancing beside him.

Lucy didn’t look up at him. She just stared at the ground, dredging her feet heavily through the sand. Dawn had long passed and the sun was now beating down, but she could barely feel the burn on her cheek as her mind raced with the things she now knew.

“You ain’t said a word since we left Cali… Hell, you ain’t even beggin’ for water.” He joked, trying to prod a response out of her.

“Lucy.” She said simply.

“What now?”

“My name is Lucy.”

“Yeah? I know that… So what?”

“That’s my name…” She looked up at him, her brow slightly furrowed and voice sharp with agitation. “I just thought since we’re gonna be traveling together, maybe you could use it sometime…”

The Ghoul looked over his shoulder again for a moment, grinning slightly. He seemed a bit surprised by her tone, but also somewhat amused. “Hah… well, alright then, Ms. Lucy MacLean.” He said mockingly. “Tell me somethin’. Whaddaya think we gonna find when we finally catch up with that daddy a’ yours?”

The vault dweller felt her jaw clench a little and her brow furrowed more. “Why are you asking me?”

“Oh, I just thought… you been down there in that vault all this time. You ought to know somethin’.”

“Ugh… No! I don’t know shit!” She snapped, raising her head up a bit more. “…In fact… I’m the one who should be asking you the questions!” The girl narrowed her eyes towards him, zeroing in on the back of his wrinkly, bald head. “How do you know my father?”

“Hah… well… that is quite a story.” He said with a snicker. “But I think we best save that for another day.”

“I want answers.” She demanded. “Besides, we’ve got a long way to go, don’t we? Might as well talk...”

“I’m used to travelin’ alone, sweetie… Kinda prefer the peace and quiet, if I’m bein’ honest…”

“Tch…” She scoffed skeptically. “You like peace and quiet… or is that just a nice way of telling me to shut up?”

The Ghoul let out a chuckle. “Nah… If I wanted you to shut up, I’d just shoot ‘cha.”

She blinked, then picked up the pace, jogging up next to him. “Alright then… let’s talk.”

He glanced over at her, then shrugged. “Be my guest.”

“What’s your name?”

“My name?”

“Yeah, I don’t think you’ve ever mentioned it before… What do I call you?”

“I ain’t got no name, sweetie.”

“You have to have a name…”

“Not no more, I don’t.”

“Well, I have to call you something...”

“Heh…” He huffed a bit. His voice was casual, but clearly holding back some irritation. “Then you can just call me ‘Asshole’.”

“Come on. Tell me your name.”

“It don’t matter...” He said with a slight scowl. “...The man that name belonged to died a long time ago.”

Lucy stared at him a moment, then looked away, taking several steps before turning back to him. “...What... was he like?”

The Ghoul stopped in his tracks, then leaned to one side a bit and tilted his head before turning to her in exasperation. “I said you could talk. Not ask me a bunch of stupid ass questions.”

“I wanna know…” Lucy said, tilting her head a bit too as she stood her ground. “I wanna know who you were before you became… you know…” She paused as she looked him up and down with a slight sneer. “...this…”

The two-and-a-half century old bounty hunter stared at her a moment, chewing on the inside of his cheek. His eyes shifted towards the barren wasteland around them where Dogmeat had decided to wonder while she waited for them to continue, then looked back at the young vault dweller. “You wanna know what he was like…?” He finally said, then his eyes moved to the distance ahead of them as he continued to walk. “Well… he was a lot like you…” The Ghoul stated with a scowl. “Naive. Hopeful... Thought the world was a... good place fulla… good people who wanted to do the right thing...” The distain in his voice was palpable.

“You were… like me?” She said, her tone was both surprised and doubtful.

“I told you, Vaulty. I’m you…” He reminded her. “Only difference between us is…”

“Time.” She finished his sentence.

He looked at her a moment, then turned away and said, “That’s right…”

Lucy got quiet again, staring at the ground as they continued to walk.

A period of silence passed between them. The Ghoul found himself glancing over at her a couple times, before asking, “You worried… what this wasteland’s gonna do to ya…?” He said, his tone oddly compassionate. “What it’s gonna turn ya into…”

She quivered a bit, looked up at him, then back down.

“Well… I don’t blame ya. I’d probably feel the same way, lookin’ at me…” He glanced over and smirked at her a bit, but she didn’t respond. She didn’t even look at him. So he continued. “I hate to tell ya though… It's already started, sweetheart… But I think you already know that…” He grit his teeth together for a moment and sucked in some air between them. “Not much you can do about it, but…” He let out a somber exhale, hesitating a moment before glancing at her again and saying, “You know… it ain’t too late... to go back.”

The girl blinked, then looked up at him with wide eyes. “Go back? To where…?” Her tone was suddenly rather upset. “To the vault? That place? That…” She shook her head. “No! No, there… there’s no way I could go back…!” She swallowed hard, fighting back tears. “Not after… Not after knowing... what I know now…” She choked back a sob and shook her head. “Just go back…? Back to my old life and pretend… like none of this ever happened? …I can’t.”

“Hmm…” The Ghoul ground his teeth a little. “Yeah, I figured you’d say that…” He took another deep breath. “That's the problem with the truth. Once you got it, you can’t put it back… No matter how bad you might want to.”

She swallowed hard against the painful lump in her throat, then looked up at him. “...Why did you let me come with you?”

“Again, with the questions…” He said with an exasperated breath. “We both lookin’ for the same thing, ain’t we?”

“...And why should what I'm looking for matter to you?”

“It don’t. Not really, but… Shit, we goin’ in the same direction.”

Lucy was getting annoyed by how The Ghoul kept running the conversation in circles, but she wasn’t about to give up. “I don’t understand why you’re being nice to me now… Why don’t you just take me hostage again?”

The old bounty hunter snickered a little. “Well, cause I ain't got no reason to, sweetheart. I don’t just go around tormenting people for the fun of it. What kinda person you think I am, huh?”

“Huh.” She scoffed at him as if she couldn't believe the stupidity of that question. “Well… kind of… not a very good one, if we’re being completely honest.”

“Heh… Well, you’re not wrong about that... But the real question is… if that’s how ya feel, why’d you decide to come with me?”

She looked down, shook her head and shrugged. “As long as you’re not dragging me around with a rope, I think I’d rather take my chances with you than be out here on my own again…”

“Yeah… life’s full of hard decisions, ain’t it?” He turned towards her, lowering his head a little and looking at her from under the brim of his hat. “You know… I underestimated you... Ms. Lucy MacLean. I thought a cushy vault dweller like yourself would be nothin’ more than roach kibble.” He looked forward and narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. “But… you got somethin’��in ya. Somethin’ that’s drivin’ ya… Maybe it’s that curiosity a’ yours. Maybe a misplaced sense of justice… or… maybe something else. Whatever it is… it gives you that edge. You got that survival instinct… Aw hell, maybe I’m a little curious too…”

“Curious… about what?”

“To see how far you’re willing to take it… before you do go crawling back into that hole.”

She frowned deeply and glared at him. Her voice was quiet and shaky, but firm. “I’m… never going back down there… I don’t care… what happens up here.” Her voice began to waver and crack as she spoke. “I’m never going back… I can’t go back…”

“Yeah…” He nodded approvingly. “Because you don’t take no bullshit. That’s what I like about 'che. I respect that.”

The vault dweller, or rather former vault dweller, huffed a little. “Great… I’ve earned the respect of a murdering monster…” She said sarcastically as she wiped her eyes. “That makes me feel just… so much better…”

“Call me what you want. But like I said… just give it a little time...” He smiled a little as he continued to stride forward. “...And well... to tell you the truth, I guess I feel like I owe you one, you bringing me those vials and all….” He chuckled a little at himself. “What was that you said? Golden rule, motherfucker?”

She smirked a little, feeling justified. “Yeah… but… I... was also the one who... broke them in the first place… so…”

“That’s right, you did.” The Ghoul said playfully. “But then, I suppose I shouldn’t have been using you as bait in a poisoned river.”

“Yeah… Yeah, th-that’s right! You shouldn’t have!” Lucy yelped, suddenly getting animated as she recalled the ordeal. “That was… not very respectable behavior at all, sir!”

“Yeah… rude, huh?”

“Very rude!”

“Down right ungentlemanly.”

“The most ungentlemanly!” She huffed and puffed with righteous indignation. “A-and you know what? You do owe me! Yeah! You owe me big time, mister! You cut off my finger and… and I saved your life! I didn’t have to do that!”

The Ghoul let out an amused laugh. “Oh… I still got your finger.” He said, pausing to wiggle it in front of her.

Lucy squinted in horror as she recognized the out-of-place digit, crudely stitched onto the stump of his missing index finger. Then her eyes got wide as she leaned back, sneering in disgust. “You are… a sick, sick man.”

“What? You want it back?”

“I… found a replacement already… thanks.” She said, holding up her own bluish-gray finger.

“Never let a good body part go to waste, I say.” He said with a grin. “Besides, you did bite one a’ mine off first. Only fair you replace it.”

“Y-you kidnapped me!” She threw the blame back at him.

The Ghoul let out another laugh and Dogmeat barked in excitement. “Ah, Vaulty… it’s gonna be fun havin’ you around, ain’t it?” He said before continuing to walk.

She scoffed as she began to follow, but her voice softened a bit. “Okay… so… so does that mean I don’t have to worry about you cutting off any more of my fingers…? Or… anything else like that?”

“Well… now that depends, don’t it?”

“On what?”

“Whether you plan on bitin’ off any more a’ mine, darlin'.” He said, looking over at her. “Eye for an eye. Finger for a finger. You bite my ass, I bite your ass. Golden rule, motherfucker.”

Lucy scrunched up her face in an attempt to hide that she was trying not to laugh. “I-I… I will do my best…” She said after containing herself a little and raising her head up in a dignified, but also mockingly serious way. “But you know… sometimes… a fellas gotta eat a fella… right?”

The Ghoul laughed heartily, amused at her attempt to match his humor. “Well, in that case… next time I think you better swallow.”

She felt herself crack a smile, then began to laugh as well.

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echoingbirdsofprey · 8 days ago

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Lightning On My Lips (Every Time You Kiss Me)

22 - As Warm As A Glass Of Brandy

Pairing: Tyler Owens x OFC Georgia Tennley

Rating: Explicit (MDNI!)

Warnings: mentions of smut but no dice sorry

A/N: Sorry this took so long I had a brain malfunction about it lol. Enjoy!

Tags: @gpsmississippihippie

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Tyler awoke, his hips screaming.

“I knew I was gonna be sore.” He mumbled, rolling to the side of the bed. He grabbed his phone and checked it. No new messages from Samantha about his brother. He was worried about Jake. He felt a hand at his back.

“Ty? You okay?” Georgia asked and he turned to face her, placing his hand on her stomach. He kissed her there and then trailed his lips up her body, making her blush and her skin heat rather quickly. “Yup you’re okay.” She laughed and when he reached her lips he took her chin in two fingers and held her there, his mouth covering hers with a neediness that wasn’t unusual for him, but there was certainly something on his mind.

“I’m worried about Jake.” He murmured into her shoulder. Georgia pulled him in closer, her arms wrapping around his head and neck. He settled there, taking a deep breath.

“I know you are. He’ll be okay. You have to believe that. Can I ask you something?” Her voice was soft by his ear and she nuzzled against him.

“Yeah, what is it, Peach?” He asked and she shifted slightly, guiding his chin up so that she could look into his sage green eyes.

“What’s your favorite memory of Jake? Tell me a little more about him.” She said and Tyler laid his head against her chest then, sighing heavily.

“Well...there’s a few that come to mind but one I guess that really stands out. R’member when I gave you your nickname?” Tyler asked, diving into his story as he ran his finger in circles over her exposed belly.

“Hey Arkansas.” Georgia said, smirking. Tyler glanced over Wilene’s painted back at her.

“Yes, Peach?” He asked.

“Where did you come up with that one?” She asked, continuing to run a brush over the mare’s shoulder and neck.

“Well, you’re a peach. Yur a nice girl, and you taste so sweet.” Tyler said with a wild grin.

“You’re naughty.” Georgia shook her head and threw the brush at him.

“Well, you started it. I’m just gonna finish it.” He caught the brush and walked around the mare, then picking Georgia up in his arms and twirling her.

“Yeah?” She giggled as she kissed him.

“You bet, Peach.” He chuckled and placed her back down on her feet.

“I do like the sound of that.” She said with a huge smile.

“Knew you would. What were you goin’ to ask?” Tyler said, leaning down to kiss her and pull her close again.

“Oh, uh...are you goin’ out with the guys tonight or...” She asked.

“What would you like me to do?” He asked, holding her tight.

“Well, whatever you want...” She said and his smile reached his eyes then.

“Well then, no, I’m not. I’d actually much prefer to hang out with you.” He said and then his phone vibrated. “Sorry, it’s Jake. Gotta answer.” He said and answered the phone and walked a few feet away.

“Hey, Jake, what’s up?” Tyler asked and he heard whooping and yelling on Jake’s end.

“Guess who the fuck just got into Top Gun!” He yelled and Tyler’s eyes widened.

“You did?” Tyler asked.

“You bet yur ass I did! And top of my fuckin’ graduatin’ class at the Naval Academy!” Jake’s voice was ecstatic as he spoke into the phone.

“I knew ya would Jake. I’m so proud of you, bro. You call Kenny yet?” Tyler asked.

“Nah, wanted to call you first, big bro. I’ll call Kenny in a bit. How’s the rodeo life treatin’’ ya?” Jake asked as his fellow pilots tried to get him to come back to the party they were having. There was a cute blond girl eyeing him at the end of the bar.

“It’s great, yup...I uh...I met someone, Jake. I think I love her too.” Tyler said and Jake chuckled.

“ Oh Tee. You fall too easy. Gotta keep that delicate heart of yours locked up a lil’ better .” Jake said, and nodded at the blond.

“What about you? You seein’ anyone?” Tyler asked.

“Nah. Just havin’ fun. I ain’t ready to settle yet. Girl’s gonna have to be real fuckin’ special to get me to settle.” Jake said as he asked the bartender for another beer and sent one down to the blond.

“Hmm. Well...this girl I got...she sure makes me wanna do that. You’ll know when you meet your girl Jake. Hope you do soon, but for now, have fun and you know you make me so fuckin’ proud to be your brother. You’re gonna be one hell of a pilot, Jake.” Tyler said and he heard Jake laughing at the other end.

“Love you Ty. Miss you. I'll get down there to see you soon okay? Gotta meet this girl of yours. If yur still with her.” Jake said.

“Oh, I’m gonna stick with her for a long time, Jake. Love you, miss you, little bro.” Tyler said and he hung up the phone and headed back to help Georgia with her horses.

“Tyler...” Georgia whispered as he sat up, keeping his hand on her stomach.

“What?” He asked, leaning down to kiss her again.

“I love how proud of him you are.” Georgia said, sitting up and reaching to caress Tyler’s cheek. He reached up and held onto her hand, kissing it as she ran it along his jawline. Tyler laid back down and nuzzled against her.

“Fuck. I'm so sore.” He said and Georgia rubbed circles on his back as they stayed in the bed for a bit longer. Tyler picked up his phone again and shot a quick text to Dustin.

Tyler: hey, you mind feeding this morning? Gee and I need a few more hours

He wasn't surprised at the speed with which the kid texted him back.

Dustin: sure boss! No classes today so I was planning to get everything done early anyway so I could get some extra sleep and study time

Tyler: youre the best, kiddo

“Y'know...I like havin’ Dustin around. He's a good kid.” Tyler murmured as he stealthily let his mouth travel to Georgia's breasts. She ran her fingers through his hair and laughed.

“Thought you were sore, Arkansas. ” Her voice took on a sultry tone as she used his old nickname. It sent a shiver down his spine and he caged her body in with his.

“Mmm. But we don't have to go anywhere to have sex, Peach.” He purred as he lined himself up and she grabbed a hold of his shoulders with a wide smirk painted across her lips.

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Tyler went through the next week or so with worry heavy in the pit of his stomach for Jake. His brother had been his best friend since they were little. Sure, he had Boone and everyone and he knew Jake had a buddy named Javy, but they were always number one to each other over everyone else. Just because a thousand and some miles separated them, didn't mean they didn't text or talk all the time, or that they didn't think of each other either. They had that funky twin sixth sense too.

Tyler could feel that Jake was somewhere in distress. It was a sinking feeling in his heart. It felt like someone had placed a weight on the bottom of it and let it drop like a ton of bricks. The anxiety Tyler felt for his brother had never been this strong before. He wondered if all of his other stresses had anything to do with it.

It was only when his phone lit up with Samantha's name that he felt the full effect, as if he was dropping from a skyscraper. He’d been standing on the porch, watching Georgia work the filly in the arena.

“Hi, Tyler. They found him. He's on his way home but I may need help caring for him.” Sam said and Tyler was silent for a moment before speaking. Tyler needed to sit. He blew out a breath, the one he hadn’t even realized he’d been holding, and sunk into the Adirondack chair that faced the arena. He could still see Georgia atop the filly.

“Well, if possible, we could have you two come down here and stay at the ranch for as long as you need.” He suggested and Sam was hesitant but she accepted the offer.

“When he's home, I'll ask. I know he wanted to see you anyway and I'm sure you're busy so it'd be better if we came to you.” Sam suggested and Tyler agreed softly.

“Whatever y’all need. You just keep me posted, okay?” Tyler said and Sam assured him she would. He hung up and he breathed a sigh of relief, as heavy as a cloud filled with rain.

Grits, the fast growing red puppy, bounded onto the porch and slid to a sit at Tyler’s feet. He reached down to pet the little guy, and scratched behind his ears.

“My little buddy. C’mon up here.” He patted his lap and Grits jumped right up. Tyler settled a hand on the puppy’s back and continued watching his wife on the filly. He hadn’t really thought too much about it, but they didn’t have a big to-do for getting married. Just the piece of paper and a witness. They didn’t need a big ceremony with a shitload of people. They just needed each other and their families, or what was left of them.

🌪⛈️🌪

“What do you think about Jake and his fiance, Sam, comin’ down here and spendin’ some time?” Tyler asked as he helped Georgia with Tulsa. Her back was sore from riding, and from being pregnant, so it was becoming more difficult for her to get certain things done around the horses. She was going to have to stop riding soon, as she wasn’t going to fit in her saddle with her belly getting bigger.

“That might be good. Might be nice to have your brother around instead of spending all your time with me.” Georgia mused with a smile.

“I never get tired of spendin’ time with you. You...get tired of spendin’ time...with me?” He asked hesitantly and she shook her head.

“No, never. I just think it’d be nice if you had him around for a while. I know how much you miss him. I know it’s been a long time since you’ve seen him.” She said as she opened the poultice clay for the filly’s legs. Tyler dipped his hand in it, took a giant glob out, bent down, and smeared it on Tulsa’s front legs. Georgia had taught him years ago how she liked her horses’ legs poulticed and he remembered. It was the little things like that, that she loved the most about him.

When he rose, he grabbed another handful and did the filly’s back legs, then wiped his hands on a towel. Tyler always appreciated how safe Georgia made sure her horses were. It would make it all too easy for them to have horses for their kids. Georgia thanked him and then she reached for one of his hands and he then took her other. He stared into her pretty blue eyes for several moments, wanting to kiss her but being content in the moment to just admire her.

“God, I sure do love ya a whole lot, Gee.” He said softly, inching closer until their noses were nearly touching. His forehead bumped hers gently and he smirked, then gave in to his desires and kissed her passionately. Her brows knit and she melted into him, his arms wrapping around her waist, her hands going for his hair and the back of his neck. When they parted, they left each other panting, staring dazed into each other’s irises.

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Tyler and Sam had spoken briefly over the phone when Jake had been in his first therapy appointment. She said she'd have him call Tyler when he got out so that they could finally talk. He waited until they were home and settled, Sam taking up a seat opposite him on the couch with her laptop so she could do some work.

“Hey, bro.” Tyler said over the line. Jake sat uncomfortably in his position and blew air from pursed lips. “Uh-oh. I know that noise. What’s up?”

“This sucks.” Jake sighed and let his head fall back against the back of the couch.

“The fact that you can’t fly or drive or do anything or...?” Tyler asked and Jake groaned. He placed the phone on speaker and put it near his head. He didn’t feel like holding it. His free arm was tired.

“Yeah. I’m like a fucking vegetable.” Jake’s eyes met Sam’s and her brows furrowed. Tyler laughed.

“I bet you could still beat the ever livin’ shit outta some’un if ya had to.” Tyler said, and then he chuckled again. “Not me though. I’d still kick yur ass even with all yur broken bones.”

There was a hint of a smile on Jake’s face and Sam noticed it. “Bet you would.” Jake said and then he closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Hey, you and my fiance have been cookin’ up some sort of vacation for me, I hear?” Sam observed what seemed to be stress radiating from Jake. She couldn’t understand why a vacation would stress him.

“Yessir. Just a matter of how long you wanna stay for. Would be nice to see you, introduce y’all to Georgia, and take ya to see momma and pops.” Tyler said and there was silence on the line then. Jake was thinking. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to see everyone. It was more that he had a different set of priorities rolling around his brain at the moment and they didn’t quite line up with everyone else’s priorities for him. He knew he needed to talk to Sam about it, but he was mentally drained from today. So he just agreed to appease everyone for now.

“Yeah that sounds great. I think I’d like to be out of the sling before we head down there though...” Jake said and Tyler chuckled.

“Probably a good idea. Then I can get you up on a horse and see if you can still rope.” Tyler said as he settled into the saddle atop Rascal.

“You got a horse I can rope off?” Jake asked, sitting up. Sam noted his change in demeanor and smiled. He needed the vacation but he needed to be active. Sitting around wasn’t doing any good for him.

“Sure do. We’ll make it a competition.” Tyler mused and Jake laughed a little.

“As usual.” Jake said with a smirk.

“Got plenty of shit to do down here. Just like when we were kids.” Tyler’s voice started to go in and out and Jake could hear the wind through the phone.

“A little breezy down there?” Jake asked and Tyler shifted in the saddle. He’d parked Rascal right by the fence. Georgia was just getting off of Tulsa and getting on Twist.

“Yeah, got some weather coming in tonight. I might go chase this one. It’ll be close by if we get anything.” Tyler said and then he glanced at Georgia. That was going to be the part that hurt him the most, was the leaving to go on chases without her.

“You’ll have to bring me on one sometime.” Jake said.

“And you’ll have to take me up in one’a those jets sometime.” Tyler said.

“I promised someone else I’d do that too.” Jake said, glancing over at Sam, who was typing away on her laptop, seemingly not noticing what he said. But, she did, and it made a comfortable warmth rise up inside of her. Jake felt a wave of exhaustion wash over him and he closed his eyes so he decided to end the call with Tyler. That made him sad to do so. “Hey sorry, I'm starting to fall asleep. Still pretty tired. I'll call you again tomorrow?”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, sure. Get some rest. Love ya, miss ya.” Tyler said with a grin that he wished Jake could see. It would probably put his brother at ease. Jake hung up and Tyler sighed as Georgia made her way over.

“Is he okay?” She asked and Tyler squinted before putting his sunglasses on. The sun was bright and high in the sky and the reflection of it off the light colored arena dirt bothered his eyes.

“He doesn't sound like himself. I know he's on some meds and he's exhausted. He sounds like me after my accident...” Tyler murmured and Georgia reached over and placed her hand on his cheek.

“Well, who better to help him through it than you, huh?” She said softly and he smiled, then motioned to the open expanse of the arena. They trotted their horses off together and enjoyed the sound of hoof beats in the dirt and the silence that floated around it.

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Some may call it a mansion. To Roman, it was simply home. He never understood why having a large house, albeit accommodating necessary facilities, constituted being pompous. When he first bought the house, he knew his family would be joining him, so why not go all out? A gym, a shooting range, a pool… it had everything he needed to continue being the Head of the Table.

He pushed open the heavy mahogany doors, the familiar creak announcing their arrival. The grandeur was unmistakable—high ceilings, oak chandeliers, adorned walls with art he’d brought with him from the family’s storage unit back in Florida.

The twins flanked Roman, their almost identical features set in pure fatigue, as their younger brother brought up the rear. Jimmy dropped his tie and jacket onto the marble-tiled floor. “Man, I thought that shit would never end.”

Jey followed suit, collapsing onto a plush leather couch once the group entered the living space. “Tell me about it. These events are always the same, just a bunch of wannabes tryna impress.”

Roman loosened his tie, heading straight for the bar that lined the back of the room. “Yeah, but it’s necessary. We gotta show face, let ‘em know we still run things.”

Jey glanced at Jimmy with a raised eyebrow, before turning his head to look back at his cousin. “We ain’t run shit tonight. You see the Russians were there? They run this shit, Uce.”

“For now,” Solo added, wandering over to one of the windows that overlooked the sprawling greenery of the estate’s garden.

“Whatchu talkin’ ‘bout “for now”, man, they shady as fuck,” Jey insisted with a small “pshh,” throwing his hands up. “I don’t trust ‘em, never have, never will.”

“Nah, Solo’s right,” Roman pointed out, pouring himself a glass of whiskey. “They can’t be in charge forever. Besides…” he took a sip, the amber liquid burning his throat in a familiar, comforting way, “Their family ain’t as big as it used to be. If anythin’, we got numbers. But right now, we ain’t got a problem with ‘em.”

“And that means they ain’t got a problem with us? C’mon, man–”

“Jey,” Roman interrupted, lowering his glass and veering over to where his cousins lounged. “There’s no problem between us and the Volkovs right now. And I intend to keep it that way.” His words were carefully emphasised, dropping the lax cadence for one of assertion. “So if you don’t mind,” he loosened the tension in his shoulders, rolling them once, “I’m gonna go call my babygirl.”

“Ah, tell her I said hi,” Jimmy quickly got in before Roman could leave for the staircase.

“And me!” Jey leaned over the back of the couch.

Roman sighed lightly, turning on his heel to look at the twins, and then over at Solo, who still has his gaze fixated outside.

“Him too,” Jey spoke for Solo, the latter sending him a sideways glance and eventually looking at Roman with a small nod of confirmation.

“It’s like livin’ with a bunch of kids, seriously…” Roman muttered as he turned and headed upstairs to his office, all whilst hearing the usual discourse from Jey about being hungry and neglecting to ask if anyone else wanted something as he strolled off into the kitchen.

Once the door to his office was shut, Roman took a moment to take a deep breath, closing his eyes, and letting it all back out, feeling every ounce of strain leave his body in the process. Hey, he needed it to make room for the other strain in his life to take its place.

He pulled out his phone and checked the time—just early enough to risk a call without Maria causing a fuss.

So, he dialled the number he so wished didn’t have such an important place in his seemingly endless list of contacts, hoping the only person he wanted to talk to was still awake. And that he didn’t need to have a ridiculous back and forth with the owner of said number.

Thankfully, Maria must have known the reason for Roman’s call, so when the FaceTime ringtone cut out, it was replaced with a small, sleepy voice. “Daddy?”

Roman’s face softened instantly, a rare smile spreading across his lips. “Hey, Princess. You still up?”

Ava nodded, her eyes heavy and on the verge of unintentionally closing. “I wanted to wait for you to come home.”

“I’m here now, baby… How was your day?” Roman asked, settling into an armchair.

“It was okay. Mommy let me watch a movie, but I missed you…”

“I missed you too, sweetheart.” Roman felt his heart aching with the guilt he possessed for not always being there to see his daughter enjoy her childhood. “I’ll see you soon, I promise.”

Ava’s face brightened the best it could in her sleepiness, yawning as she spoke the words Roman could never get enough of. “I love you, Daddy.”

“I love you more, Ava. And so does your Uncle Jimmy. And Jey. And Solo. You are loved so much, Princess, and don’t you ever forget it.”

It was impossible to miss Ava’s subtle glance to the side, signalling that she wasn’t alone.

“Mommy wants me to go to bed now, Daddy.”

“She’s right, baby. Can’t be havin’ you all tired at school tomorrow, can we?”

“No,” Ava replied with a small, but sad smile.

“You get some sleep now… And pass the phone to Mommy for me, baby.”

“Okay… Goodnight, Daddy.”

“Goodnight, sweetheart.”

There was a lot of shuffling on the other end, and for a moment a black screen as Ava passed the phone back to Maria. Roman’s features were already hardening again, knowing what was coming next. It was almost instantly that his stomach twisted in disdain once the face of his ex-wife appeared on the screen. She was retreating from Ava’s bedroom to find a place that didn’t disturb the 6-year-old.

“Roman,” Maria’s voice was cool and clipped.

“Maria,” Roman replied, trying to keep his tone neutral. “We need to talk about Ava.”

“Oh, now you wanna talk about her? Convenient.”

Roman rubbed at his temples, already feeling the headache coming on. “Maria, this isn’t about us. It’s about our daughter.”

“Is it? Because it feels like you’re trying to undermine my parenting every chance you get.”

“I’m not undermining shit, I just want to be more involved.”

“Well, flying off to meetings and dealing with your ‘business’ isn’t exactly father of the year material.”

“Don’t start this crap, Maria, you know I’m doin’ my best.”

“Your best? Your best would be staying out of trouble and being there for her.”

Roman’s jaw tightened. “I am there for her. You’re the one makin’ it difficult.”

“Oh, please, spare me the victim routine, Reigns. You’ve never been there when it counted.”

“That’s not fair,” Roman snapped, his patience wearing thin. “I’ve always done what I could.”

“What you could? Roman, what you could was never enough. You’re too wrapped up in your own world to see what’s right in front of you!”

He closed his eyes, trying to rein in his temper. “And I’m trying to change that. I want to be better for my babygirl.”

“Then let’s start by respecting the fact that she needs stability. Not the chaos that follows you everywhere.”

“I am stable, Maria. My life, my work—it’s all under control.”

“Is it? ‘Cause from where I’m standing, it looks like a fucking mess.”

Roman gripped the arm of the chair, his knuckles whitening. “You don’t know what the fuck you’re talkin’ ‘bout.”

“Aw, don’t I? I lived that life with you, stronzo, I know exactly what’s going on.”

Hell, here come the Italian insults…

“Then you should already know that I’m doin’ everythin’ I can to keep that little girl safe! Damn.”

“Actions speak louder than words. And your actions? They’re not convincing anyone. Least of all me. So,” her voice switched to a sickly, patronising sweetness, “If you want to continue seeing your “babygirl,” you’ll get your head outta your ass and do something about it. We could start by respecting the mother of your child, how ‘bout that one?”

“Respecting the mother of my child?” Roman repeated sarcastically. “I do respect you, but respect goes both ways. You gotta respect that I’m her father and I want to be in her life.”

“Oh, really? Is that what you call it?” Maria snapped back, her eyes narrowing on the screen. “All you do is throw money at her and expect that to make up for your absence. She needs a father, not a fucking ATM.”

“I’m more than that, and you know it. I’m tryin’, Maria. But you make it impossible. You twist everything I do into something negative.”

Maria let out a bitter laugh, shaking her head. “You think this is about me twisting things? Nah, this is about you being a shitty father. You’re never there. You’re too busy playing the big shot, running your little empire, while Ava is left wondering why her daddy doesn’t care enough to be there.”

“That’s bullshit and you know it!” Roman’s voice rose. “I love Ava more than anything. I’m doin’ all this for her. To make sure she has everything she needs!”

“Love? You call this love?” Maria shot back, her voice icy. “Love is being there, showing up, and not just when it’s convenient for you. You think you can just waltz in and out of her life as you please, and everything will be fine?”

“I fuckin’ balancing shit! Work, responsibilities, bein’ a father—this shit ain’t a fuckin’ walk in the park!”

“Oh, poor you,” Maria sneered in contempt. “Must be so hard, being the big boss. But guess what, Roman? Ava doesn’t care about your business. She cares about her daddy. The daddy that keeps letting her down. You think a few phone calls and visits are enough to make up for all the times you weren’t there? Buying her love? Doesn’t work.”

“I know that,” he replied, softly and with a tinge of desperation. “And I told you I’m doin’ everything I can to make it work.”

“No, you’re doing everything you can to make yourself feel better. To ease your guilt. But it’s not about you, it’s about Ava. Until you realise that, you’re never going to be the father she needs.”

“I ain’t givin’ up on that girl, Maria, you can believe that. You can’t keep using her to punish me.”

Maria’s eyes flashed with anger. “Punish you? This isn’t about punishing you, you narcissistic asshole. I’m protecting my daughter from her father and his dangerous life. I’m giving her stability, which is something you will never be able to provide.”

Roman was tempted to just end the call and carry on with his night. His ex-wife’s voice ran straight through him like an airhorn. There was a reason he couldn’t stand the woman to begin with, and that was it. He just didn’t realise how fucking psychotic she’d end up being, and that the voice was just the tip of the iceberg.

“You think I’m dangerous?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “You’re the one filling her head with lies, turning her against me every chance you get.”

“Lies?! The only lies here are the ones you tell yourself. That you’re a good father, that you’ll be there for her, that she’s the only thing that matters… You’re pathetic, Roman…”

Rolling his eyes, he had no choice but to take in insult after insult. Who knew what she’d do if he did just hang up on her? It would just add ammunition to her already extensive list of why he was no good as a dad. Or a man, for that matter.

“You either need to cut the crap, or stay out of her life for good so I can find someone who’s more of a man, more of a father, than you.”

“You ain’t bringin’ no man around my little girl, tu puttana,” Roman growled, jaw tight and nose flared as he sat forward, bringing his face closer to the screen.

“Or what?” Maria smirked. “You gonna send Dumb and Dumber to take him out? You gonna send some other poor, sad subject to take a little girl’s daddy away? Better yet, you gonna come up here yourself? Is that what it’s gonna take, Roman? You’d rather show up to kill someone than to see your child.” She scoffed. “Don’t think for a second I won’t reverse that shared custody bullshit that we don’t use anyway. And don’t think for a second… that I can’t keep her from you. One word from me to CPS, and she’s mine.”

Okay, this bitch had stooped low before. But this? This was a whole other level of fucked up that even she hadn’t reached in the years he’d known her. She’d attacked his character, his business, his past, his present, his family—fuck, she even went as far as criticising him in bed. When she fully knew a single night with him made any bitch wobbly for the next few days.

This? A threat born of pure, unbridled hatred and malice, to legally stop him from seeing his own flesh and blood? Nothing cut him deeper.

But what was he to do? Return the threat? Give her a valid reason to complain to CPS, or the fucking authorities? She fucking wished.

Well, at least he had the authorities in New York right in the palm of his hand. He could handle that. Florida was a whole other ball game.

“This conversation isn’t going anywhere, Maria, I think you should hang up now, don’t you?” Roman forced himself to calmly request, his knee bouncing up and down from the agitation. And the smile on this woman’s face did nothing to help; the smile that indicated her arrogance. The sheer knowledge that she was in charge of this dynamic. She held the power over him when it came to Ava, and it would take a miracle to have that change.

“I’m inclined to agree. Sort your shit out. Goodbye, Roman.”

The call ended abruptly, leaving Roman staring at the blank screen. He lowered his head into his hand, rubbing at his temples once again. He knew Maria was right, to some extent. Of course, his line of work meant he wasn’t around as much as he would have liked to be, or should have been. But it was never as simple as she made it out to be.

It seemed the longer he stayed in his office, the more the conversation replayed in his mind, every word cutting deeper each time. He needed to figure this out. He needed some kind of balance. Or risk losing Ava.

He needed to vent, to get all this pent-up anger out before it completely consumed him to the point of no return. With a deep sigh, he stood up, stretching out his back and rolling his head both ways to release some of the tension.

Figuring some shit-talking and mild relaxation would distract him enough, he made his way back downstairs and to the living room, where Jimmy and Solo were still lounging around, looking up as he entered.

“You good, Uce?” Jimmy asked, a wary look in his eyes.

“Just had a call with the she-devil,” Roman bitterly replied, snarling slightly. “Doin’ her usual routine. Tryna make me feel like shit for not bein’ there enough.”

Jimmy shook his head, leaning back on the couch. “She’s always got somethin’ to say, huh? You’re doin’ your best, man, don’t let her get to you.”

“Yeah, well, it’s hard not to when she’s constantly using an innocent 6-year-old to get what she wants,” Roman huffed, grabbing a glass to pour himself another drink. “Actin’ like I’m the worst father in the world.”

“Ay, man, that ain’t true,” Solo chimed in, looking over his shoulder. “You know Ava loves you.”

“I just hate that she knows exactly how to push my buttons.” He swigged back the entirety of his amber liquid at once.

“Of course she does,” Jimmy said with a smirk. “She’s your ex for a reason. Knows all your weak spots.”

Roman couldn’t help but chuckle at that. “Yeah, and she ain’t afraid to use ‘em, either.”

The three of them fell into a comfortable silence for a moment, the weight of the conversation still hanging in the air. Roman took another sip of his drink, letting the alcohol soothe his frayed nerves.

“So, we got the drop-off with The Judgement Day tomorrow,” Jimmy said, shifting the conversation. “We need to be on our A-game.”

“Yeah, we can’t afford any mistakes,” Roman agreed, settling himself into one of the chairs, reclining back and staring up at the ceiling. “It’s a big score for us. We need to be rested and alert.”

“We got this,” Solo affirmed with a nod. “We’ve handled worse.”

The Head of the Table nodded, feeling a sense of camaraderie with his cousins. They had been through a lot together, and he trusted them with his life.

Just then, Jey entered, his usual swagger in place. “Whassup, fellas? What’d I miss?”

“Just talkin’ about the drop-off tomorrow,” Jimmy replied, motioning for Jey to join them. “And Roman’s usual bullshit with Maria.”

Jey rolled his eyes with a loud groan as he plopped down on the couch next to Jimmy. “Man, she’s always gotta be causing trouble, huh?”

“Tell me about it,” Roman muttered, shaking his head. “Anyway…” he trailed off, trying to come up with something to talk about that wasn’t overly depressing as fuck. “That event, huh? That was some, uh…”

“White people shit,” Jey finished his sentence.

“Ay, I’m not sure you’d class the Russians as white, Uce, they’re Asian,” Jimmy leaned back, sending his brother a pointed look.

Roman raised an eyebrow, pulling his head up to look at Jimmy. But Jey took the words right out of his mouth before he could think about uttering them.

“Nah, they ain’t Asian, man, what the fuck?”

“They ain’t Asian?”

“European, right?” Solo joined in.

“Imma squash this right now,” Jimmy straightened his posture, looking straight ahead of him. “Russia borders with Asia, so they Asian!” He emphasised each point with exaggerated hand movements.

“Bitch, they also border fuckin’ Europe. What’s the matter witchu, man?” Jey swatted the back of Jey’s head.

“Oh, okay then, let’s ask our Tribal Chief over here,” Jimmy clapped, gesturing over at Roman.

“What do I look like, your fuckin’ geography teacher or somethin’? The fuck outta here, man…” Roman shook his head, scrunching up his eyebrows.

“You got a phone, use it, and shut up,” Jimmy pointed to the phone sitting in Jey’s lap. “Find out where fuckin’ Russia is.”

Roman snickered, running his hands over his face. “Either way, tone down the shit-talkin’ on the Russians, ‘kay? I told your ass we ain’t got a problem with ‘em. They could be fuckin’ blue for all I care, we good with ‘em right now.”

“Uh, I have been meaning to ask you, Uce,” Jey started as he typed away into Google. “That blonde you were with tonight. That tan was fake, right?”

“Very.” Roman didn’t even hesitate the response. He’d hit the nail on the head.

“She was somethin’ else, though, fake tan or not.”

Roman laughed, the tension finally starting to ease within. “She was a piece of work, just a way to kill time. Nothin’ serious about her.”

“She didn’t seem like the nicest person, not gonna lie,” Solo commented, watching Jey’s phone as he did.

“She’s not,” Roman admitted, stretching his legs out and resting his hands in his lap. “Clingy as hell and fake as they come. But she was free tonight, so I figured why not?”

Jimmy chuckled, shaking his head. “Man, you always attract the crazies.”

“It’s a gift,” Roman replied with a smirk. “But seriously, she’s just a distraction. Nothin’ more.”

“Ay, as long as you can handle ‘em in bed, am I right, Uce?” Jey peered up from his phone.

“Damn straight,” his smirk turned into a full grin. “It’s about knowin’ what they want and how to give it to ‘em… You make ‘em feel real good, they be runnin’ back for more.”

Jimmy cackled. “Oh, we goin’ there tonight?”

“It’s both!” Jey shouted, lifting up his phone as if everyone could read what the hell was on the screen.

“The fuck you talking bout, man?” Roman asked in exasperation.

“Russia is technically in both Europe and Asia…” Jey trailed off. The other three just sat there staring at him, waiting for him to say something else. “Anyway, tell us how you nail a bitch, Chief,” he casually continued, tossing his phone onto the coffee table.

“I swear, you gotta get checked out, Uce, somethin’ ain’t right up there,” Jimmy mumbled.

“Now that we’ve established where everything is in the world, do you wanna hear what I have to say or not?” Roman asked, a knowing smirk on his face. Yeah, his cousins were fully grown men, but man… when it came to experience, nobody could even touch the Head of the Table.

Jimmy leaned forward, clearly more interested in this topic than the topic of where the hell Russia is. “Alright, hit us wit’ it.”

Looking down at his lap, Roman teased the moment, reigning in all the knowledge he’d gathered over the years. He loved the silent tension. Loved making people wait. Which led him to step one.

“You gotta be confident,” he started. “Women can smell insecurity a mile away. When you with her, make sure she knows you in control. Lead, don’t follow.”

Jey nodded, clearly taking mental notes.

“Pay attention to her reactions,” Roman continued. “When you’re kissin’ her, touchin’ her, whatever… Watch how she responds. If she likes somethin’, then you keep on doin’ it. If she doesn’t, switch it up.” He breathed in, momentarily remembering the night he shared with Ms Fake Tan the other week. Running a hand over his beard. “It’s all about readin’ her body.”

Up until now, Solo had been quietly listening, as he did with most things. “What about the actual thing? You got a go-to move, Uce?”

Chuckling, Roman leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “It ain’t about havin’ a go-to move, Solo. It’s about variety. You can’t keep doin’ the same thing every night, over and over again. Keep it fresh, keep it exciting. Surprise her.”

Jimmy grinned ear to ear like a schoolboy, enjoying the conversation. “Man, I remember the first time I switched things up with Trin—she was all about that shit.”

“Exactly,” Roman drawled, fist-bumping his cousin. “Keep ‘em on their toes. Make ‘em want more… That’s how you keep ‘em hooked.”

Jey leaned back, a satisfied look on his face. “Man, I need to find me a girl who appreciates that. Most of the ones I’ve been with just want the flashy stuff.”

“They’re out there,” Solo added. “You just gotta look in the right places.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Jey waved him off. “Easier said than done.”

As the night wore on, they eventually started to wind down, the weight of tomorrow’s task looming over them

“We should get some sleep,” Roman declared, standing up with a small grunt and stretching. “We need to be sharp for tomorrow.”

“Yeah, you right,” Jimmy agreed, following suit. “We’ll handle it, Uce. Don’t worry.”

“I know we will,” he clapped Jimmy on the shoulder. “G’night, guys. Get some rest.”

“Night, Chief,” Jey bid him a goodbye, exchanging fist bumps. “We got this shit.”

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- Prologue -

Rating: Mature

Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Category: F/M

Fandom: Mortal Kombat (Video Games)

Relationship: Bi-Han | Sub-Zero/You

Characters:

Liu KangJohnny CageTakahashi KenshiRaiden (Mortal Kombat)Kung LaoReaderOriginal Female Character(s)Original Male Character(s)Kitana (Mortal Kombat)Mileena (Mortal Kombat)Harumi ShiraiGeras (Mortal Kombat)Tanya (Mortal Kombat)Original Female Character(s) of ColorOriginal Male Character(s) of Color

Additional Tags:

Black Character(s)Family FluffFamily FeelsChildhood FriendsFriendshipAngst and Hurt/ComfortBetrayalBroken FamiliesTournamentsFalling In LoveFirst LoveNear DeathRedemptionPeople Change PeopleLin Kuei Clan (Mortal Kombat)Game 12: Mortal Kombat 1 (2023) .·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·..·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·..·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP*

“OMFG Y/N turn off the damn ALARM ALREADY!” Someone said covering there head with a pillow.

”Ughhh”

you get up with the little energy you have to turn the alarm off the phone. You squint looking at the time on the phone, it shows that it’s 9:20 a.m

You quickly shot up, “FUCK! We’re going to be late for our first lecture. GET YO ASS UP RHONDA!” You quickly got out of bed. Snatching Rhonda’s leg that was exposed from under the cover. Dragging her in the bathroom, which Rhonda left alone being to lazy to fight against it.

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You both rushed out of your dorm room, running through the college to reach to there history class.

They peeked to see if there professor was facing the class, which luckily they weren’t. There back was turned, so you and Rhonda tipped toed inside and quickly head to both your seats, without being detected.

”Nice of ladies to join us today, I hope this doesn’t become a habit.” The professor announced as he was writing on the board.

”Yes Professor Major.” You and Rhonda said in unison.

about 30 min in the class he started going over Egyptian culture and it’s origin. Rhonda was sleep, and you had your headphones in listening to Nicki Minaj's new Pink Friday album. While scrolling through Instagram.

As you were looking at different posts, you had got a text from one of your other friends Tonya

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Tonya: “Hey Juicy Fruit, what you doing? :)”

“Nothing on the phone listening to music, and sitting in a boring ass class, PLEASE save a sister 😩😩”

Tonya: “Oof, damn that’s tough… Welp, I’m glad I ain’t you. Bitches like me need freedom 🤪”

”That’s because niggas like you don’t know how to act right. Probably would’ve not lasted either 😂😂”

Tonya: ”Bitch you ain’t funny 😒”

”I am, anyways will Jamika be at the shop today? I wanted to get some box braids done, I already bought some extensions.”

Tonya: “I do know she works today, I ain’t seen her yet. The shop open tho, and we don’t close until 8pm”

”Okay that’s fine, I’m a head straight there with Rhonda. After our classes, thanks boo😘”

Tonya: ”You welcome Juicy, make sure you study hard now. Don’t want my baby to flunk lol.”

”Girl Bye”

Tonya: “😂😂😂”

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You put your phone down, as you continue to listen to your music and take notes down from the board for you and of course Rhonda.

Knowing she’s going to ask you to do it anyway. The lecture was finally over and you slapped Rhonda awake.

“Damn you almost knocked my weave off.” Rhonda told you as she was straightening her hair, putting it back in place. You chucked a little as ya’ll head to your next class.

”Then you need a new hairstylist, as in go to a professional and not do it yo damn self.”

”Nah bitch, just keep them motherfuckin hands to YO SELF.”

”Don’t fall asleep and I will.”

”Whatever, uh oh Ex alert.” Rhonda informed you. You looked up from your phone and noticed your ex-boyfriend Oscar.

”Well what a pleasant surprise, you look stunning as always Y/N.”

”Oscar haven’t you heard a song called, to the left to the left.” Rhonda did a little dance and hand gesture to the left, for him to leave.

Oscar rolled his eyes irritated but went back to his fake smile, “Oh Rhonda I didn’t see you down there. The adults are having a conversation.”

Rhonda wanted to back hand him, but you held her hand back. “What do you want Oscar? We’re trying to get to class.”

”I just wanted to introduce you to my girlfriend. I thought you two might get along, Jovanni!” He shouted behind him, she quickly came towards the group. Hugging him then giving him a kiss.

”Jovanni this is Y/N, Y/N this is Jovanni Simpson, Babe you remember when I told you about her.”

You looked at Jovanni, and you had to admit she was a beauty. Gorgeous milk chocolate skin, with a beautiful smile. Tall with an hour glass figure, long black hair and just everything about her was gorgeous.

”Damn girl, yo baby hair is on TEN! WHO does your ha-OW!” You nudged Rhonda’s side.

”I do my own hair I’m a Hairstylist and cosmetologist on the side and studying to be a nurse. I’ll be interning to the university hospital in Miami, this year. One of the biggest hospitals in our state!” Jovanni told them, with a huge grin.

You know she wasn’t trying to piss you off or try to come off that she’s better than you, but you still take it as such.

”W-Well, my girl Y/N is… you know… AN ACTRESS!”

Everyone looked at Rhonda confused, you gave her the angry smile.

“Really!?” Oscar and Jovanni questioned looking at you. You just smiled at them nervously and embarrassed.

”Yep and she knows JOHNNY CAGE!”

”The JOHNNY CAGE! OMG! I LOVE HIM!” Jovanni bounced.

”Babe she fuckin wit u, she ain’t no actress nor does she know Johnny Cage.”

”Ha! How would you know? Its okay to admit, that I’ve accomplished more than you."

”Stop cappin! Just admit that you ain’t got shit goin for yo ass. I bet you ain’t got no proof.”

”Oh really!? I’ll show yo ass proof!” You snapped back.

”Yeah she gonna be in Johnny’s Cage upcoming, movie the movie he announced he's producing and directing called, ‘Mortal Kombat’. And you both are invited to the premiere when it comes out.”

“Rhonda hun.” You whispered to her, nervously.

”We’ll even take pictures while we’re on set and post it on all her socials.” Rhonda told the two who looked at Oscar irritated and Jovanni excited and shocked.

”Wow! Damn look at the time, we better getting going to class.” You said quickly dragging Rhonda to ya’ll class. You both quickly settled down, you slammed your head on the desk arms folded.

”Ughhhhh… Why can I never have a good morningggg… WHY DID YOU TELL THEM THAT RHONDA! I don’t know that nigga nor am I gonna be in any movie. I’m already irritated he has a hot successful girlfriend in the making… When I have no evidence, I’m a just be embarrassing my black ass for no reason…. I wanna go home…”

”Listen don’t let that clown and his thot get you down. I know what will cheer you up babe.” Rhonda pulled out her phone and put on BTS “Butter”

”Smooth like butter, like a criminal under cover.” Rhonda began singing to your favorite song and moving to the beat in her seat as they wait for the professor. You looked up smirking shaking your head as you knew she wanted you to sing along to the beat. "Gon pop like trouble breaking into your heart like that." You continued, She got up and pulled you up with her. ya'll started dancing, everyone staring at you both, you both sang " Ooh when I look in the mirror I melt your heart into two I got that superstar glow, so Ooh(do the boogie, like)."

As you both were singing and dancing, there professor came in behind them looking at them. There professor started dancing behind them badly, the whole class started laughing. You and Rhonda danced turning around and completely stopped when you saw the professor. Rhonda turned the music off laughing at the professor, he stopped looking at the girls smiling. "I've been an ARMY sense 2013." You were definitely shocked by that news, "Well I guess were both apart of the ARMY." you laughed, you did feel a bit better, he had everyone settle down for the class to begin.

It was now 12:00pm ya'll only had two classes for that day, and luckily you didn't have to work at the movie store in the mall today. Like you said earlier to Tonya, ya'll was headed to the shop to get your hair done. You were thinking you and Rhonda could go out for some drinks.

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Ya'll made it to the shop and you greeted the ladies, "HEYYYYYYY!" The four of ya'll say in unison. You were friends with the girls at the salon for a month, but it's like ya'll knew each other forever. You meet them at a club Rhonda took you to, after Oscar cheated on you and you were balling your eyes out to her. So she wanted to do something to get your mind off it, so dressed up really cute but still depressed.

Jamika had complemented you on your outfit when you were at the bar, she came in with Tonya and another girl named Ashanti. You started crying again after saying thank you, and they wanted to know what was wrong. Rhonda gave them the rundown and Ashanti related with your pain, they tried comforting you and everything went well from there and ya'll became friends.

"So how long are we talking babe?" Jamika took you to her chair.

"45 inch and can it be curly at the ends, you know wavy and shit. You know what I mean, I already know it's going to be cute." You sat down giving her the hair. You already took out the old hair with Rhonda's hair.

"I got you babe." Jamika replied, getting ready to feel with what she's working with.

Rhonda sat in one of the open chairs next to you, "Ya'll ain't gonna believe what just happened on campus, I wanted to beat that boys ass so badly!"

Rhonda was telling everyone what happened, which you felt slightly embarrassed, because you didn't want everyone in your business. She even told them about the part of knowing Johnny and now she has to show proof and stuff, "I dug a hole for myself with that one." You said as Jamika was washing your hair. Jamika and the other workers looking at each other, "Is something wrong?" You questioned.

"No it's just that, We a-"

Jamika was cut off as Ashanti entered, "OMG! I'm so sorry I'm late. There was traffic and shit happened at the apartment, al-"

"Mhmm, set up please." Jamika chuckled, she put you under the hair dryer after adding conditioner.

"Hey Ashanti I think ya girl Y/N need to talk to you about something." Tonya shouted to her. "Sure! Wassup girly?"

Tonya pulled her to her whispering in her ears, Ashanti nodding understanding. Ashanti came and sat next to you after setting up her spot, waiting on a client. "So I heard the run down from Tonya, I can help you meet Johnny." She smiled, you looked her confused, "How? You know Johnny?"

As you were getting your hair done, Ashanti told you of how she met Johnny and how they became friends, as well as a date she had a couple weeks ago with one of Johnny's friends. You were so amazed and shocked that you knew them for a month and they never told you this. They didn't think it was there place to say anything and didn't know if they should, plus you were busy with school. You couldn't believe that Mortal Kombat mumbo jumbo was real.

"Johnny told me there having a big get together in a place called outworld next weekend. He invited me, I can ask to see if I can bring any plus ones." Ashanti smiled at you, you wanted to spring into a hug so badly. But remembered who chair you were in, you gave many thank you's.

"I'm up for meeting some cute sexy men." Rhonda said laughing with Tonya.

"You got a cute sexy nigga right in front of you baby." Malcolm blew a kiss and winked at Rhonda. Who only rolled her eyes laughing at him

"So my cousin told me about this bomb ass club down in chinatown. She said is fire, so are you ladies up for a little fun in China tonight after we get off! Malcolm you closing today." Jamika told the girls, Malcolm nodded.

"Girls Night! It's been a minute sense we last had some good fun... Now the question stands... Who paying?"

"NOT IT!" Jamika, Rhonda, Ashanti, and You said in unison quickly. Leaving Tonya to take the bill.

Tonya shaking her head working on a clients hair, "You hoes get on my nerves."

"Tonya make sure to bring me something back, when ya'll done, you know what I like." Fredrick asked her, she nodded.

"I gotchu big poppa."

You were excited, I think you need to let loose again and have some fun with the squad. You definitely gonna snatch a few eyes in the club.

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You wore a cute short black dress, stopping at you're thighs. Strapless just enough to show off your ladies, making them more define. Makeup on hair in a up due and 6 in heels.

Rhonda looked just as cute with her tight leggings and tight crop tight with big poofy sleeves. She had a green and gold look going, You were black and gold of course. The classic style, you were very simple but cute.

Jamika volunteered to drive all of you to the place, she picked you and Rhonda up at 8:30. She was supposed to be there around 8 but Tonya wasn't ready and still getting dressed. "Ya'll already know black people don't never know how to be on time for shit." Jamika said taking a smoke from her blunt before driving off. If ya'll wanted to have fun, ya'll first was going to get high for it.

Ya'll made it to the place, and you had to admit it was poppin. The music was on point and everyone seem to be having fun. You just hope the drinks ain't shit that is your best friend in any place, and you headed straight there. There girls followed you and everyone grabbed a shot of vodka.

"TO GIRLS NIGHT!" Jamika shouted, you and the ladies toasted to that. The burning feeling in your throat felt amazing, you're hoping to find someone nice while here if possible. Some of you took more shots, you having the most. Ashanti already told you and the ladies she'll try to be the most sober one, so everyone else can have fun and be white girl wasted.

Your song came on and you and the girls was dancing to the music, you were having fun as you were lost in the music. Then you accidentally bumped into someone, "Ooh sorry, got to into the music." you apologized, your were a bit tipsy and high but you could've sworn they said something in a different language.

He turned back to you as he was done saying something to his friends, "It's alright, I hope you are enjoying your time um..."

"Y/N! The name's Y/N." You said that louder than you wanted to as the music calmed down, he had an Asian accent and the cutest smile when you told him your name.

"I was going to get some fresh air from the crowd, would you like to accompany me?" He gave you another sweet smile, all you did was nodded slowly. The liquor kicking in stronger, he held out his hand for you to grab and you took it without hesitation.

You don't know why you weren't more caution about following a stranger, but he didn't seem like a bad guy to you and maybe it could lead to something fun.

As you made it outside, the cool breeze felt nice. He took you to the side of the building, he pulled you close to him. Kissing you hard, your eyes bulged out as you tried to push him off you but then you felt something go in the side of your neck. He finally pulled away, you were becoming dizzy. Before completely blacking out, you should've known better than to go with some weird ass man.

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You were slowly regaining consciousness, you had a massive headache. Hangovers are not your thing, as you moved you felt that you were tied up. You moved harder and when your vision cleared you see a bunch of other girls tied up.

You sat up looking around, you were in a car. Your mind immediately ran 80 miles per minute, you didn't know what was going. "W-W-Where am I? W-What's happening." You asked one of the women in the cart with you.

"We're being sold to the Red Dragon Clan, to be a concubine to the head of the Red Dragon." One woman answered you.

You were in the midst of human trafficking and being sold to see random bastard as his personal whore. FUCK THAT!

”We need to get out of here!” You slowly stood up, not trying to make your headache worse.

”And do what, there is no way for us to get out. The door is locked, nothing is in here and they have the keys. So you might as well make yourself comfortable little girl.” One woman looked at you irritated, you can tell she was was trying to make the situation worse.

”I’m sorry, If I don’t want to be sold to someone that wants to SCREW ME TILL I PASS THE FUCK OUT! LIKE A DAMN RAGDOLL! If you aren’t going to give any ideas then please SHUT THE FUCK UP!”

All the girls in there looked at you with wide eyes, not saying anything behind that.

You had to calm down now, you looked around. You could tell the cart is wobbly, one thing she was right. There isn’t anything they can use to get out, except maybe… You looked towards the door, it looked weak and worn out. There was 10 girls in here including you. Only 4 big women, so only one option. You’re praying it works but it’s the only option, and you need to be quick.

”Okay! If you want to get out of here, you have to help me. This cart is not stable and the door looks worn out, if we all slam our weight on that door. Maybe… Just maybe it’ll break and we can get out of here.”

”While there in the middle of the road?” One girl said.

”It‘ll draw more attention if it’s in open place. They wouldn’t be able to risk being in the public eye.” You answered the quiet talking girl.

”And if it fails?” The agitated woman from before asked you.

You sighed, “Then we can have fun getting fucked to death. But if you’re only going to say negative shit, stay your ass over there. Those that want to at least try, stand up.”

They all looked at each other, you were happy to see all of them stand up. You had the biggest and thickest ones up front. Everyone in formation, “Ready… 1… 2… 3!” You yelled.

All the girls slammed on the door having there arms tied they slammed and put all there weight on the one side. Which made a loud sound, and the cart slightly leaned. The door bent a little.

The ladies could hear them talking, so you all didn’t waste no time doing it again. As it was working, and you all did it one last time. The door finally breaking open and all the girls rolled out, cart swinger hard to the right. Making the car lean with it and flip on its side.

You looked around, and noticed you were definitely far from home. You don’t know how long you were knocked out, but you prayed your friends knew you were missing and called for help. If help knew where this was. It didn’t seem like a place with not really anyone around to help you out here.

The men were getting up trying to get out the car. “RUN AND SCATTER!” You yelled to all the girls. You didn’t have to tell them twice.

You ran kicking off your heels, you dipped out as fast as your little feet could run. You heard the men not far from you, you continued to find somewhere to hide, as you were yelling for help. You don’t know why you’re not running towards a city but a forest. You looked behind you as you couldn’t see or hear the men following you.

You slowed down to catch your breath, as you doubled checked behind you. You bumped into someone, quickly turning around and gripped your throat. He looked as though he was dressed in Ninja attire Red and Black.

You were trying to break free as you were losing oxygen. “You’re the reason our pets got away. The master will not be pleased.”

”P-P-Plea… P-Please…” You tried to speak will trying to catch your breath. Tears coming out of your eyes, as your grip became weak.

”As punishment you will die.” He told you, and you couldn’t believe it was going to end like this… You wondered why this was happening to you. You didn’t believe you were a horrible person, but horrible things usually happens.

”I don’t want to die.” You squeaked out what you believed your last words would be.

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A/N: Sorry Bi-Han isn’t in the Prologue :) but he may show up in the next

I hope you ladies like it, I worked a hot minute on it and will be combining the other stories and adding ya’ll friends from the other stories💅🏾

A03: <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/53070346">Unforeseen</a> (3533 words) by <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/users/MoralSky">MoralSky</a> Chapters: 1/? Fandom: <a href="

#mortal kombat #bi han sub zero #reader insert #bi han mortal kombat #fem reader #fanfic #bi han mk #black reader #bi han x reader #bi han fanfic #original characters #bi han x black reader #black fanfic writer

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simplysedusa · 3 months ago

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You mentioned in your tags that you had no idea what to do with Bud Smith I thought it’d be funny if he is the one in the family who goes straight eventually. Considering he was so sardonic I like this as a twist. Some things happen and he decides ‘nah this villainy ain’t worth it’ like he gets therapy or has someone otherwise who helps him sort out his cynical outlook and he proceeds to make it his mission to get Julie to see the light as well.

Anon, no fr, get out of my head. I had that small thought in my head shortly after I posted it. I have no proof of it, I just thought it'd be funny if he hated his dad so much he decides to rebel by being a good guy. He chooses to be a law bidding citizen out of spite, lol. It does make for a good twist though, and it'd be really cute actually for him trying to pull Julie out of what probably is a toxic family situation (and really angsty if she chooses not to follow him).

#you should be a writer anon #ppg #bud smith ppg #julie smith ppg #harold smith ppg #marianne smith ppg #and once again the ask is answered thanks to me

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imher84 · 1 year ago

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Ok I’m new to tumblr y’all but I have to give my opinion on joe and Olivia if this is a made up story it’s not gonna affect joe nothing seems to affect joe like unbothered is so much his tag line BUT this poor girl who gets harassed on the daily isn’t coming back from this like it’s gone to far if it’s not true 1 of her girlies as they go by at every game should have said early on this is not true and helped her be like omg people be crazy making shit up lol and like can’t wait for the season lol 😆 but homegirl has been at this 6 years been put through hell for 3 of them watched most the girlies and bengals ladies get married have babies etc and this MF is creepin Livvy dunne on the gram I don’t give a rats F....- how good looking he is now cuz she was with his baby face ass when he came walking out of Appalachia with messed up teeth and a huge ego YALL C MON nope nope this ain’t right y’all it ain’t right and now he sitting there talking bout don’t wear your ring in public for security reasons don’t confirm our engagement please no pictures WTF YOU THINKS GONNA HAPPEN ALL YOUR LITTLE BITTY TITTY COMITY GONE THINK YOUR GETTING MARRIED AND NOT DM YOU WITH THERE SELFIES nah she’s a better woman than me cuz I’d have done broke his legs idc about no contract that you tryna keep secret so on Tuesday when 1 of your boys gets cut from the roster you don’t wannabe blamed cuz they gotta pay you WHATS THE BIG SECRET if Mahommes can parade Britney around like a prize and give her children to cuz she stuck with him IM SERIOUS YALL LIKE this man haha 😆 this man must be trippin y’all it’s for her safety NO JOE. ITS NOT its so your tall handsome ass can still get side bitches speaking of safety are the bengals gonna get you some safety cuz you been sacked like a million times that’s the only safety you should be worried about nah y’all i gotta get off here cuz this mans making me angry 😠 y’all

#joe burrow #olivia holzmacher #cincinnati bengals

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badtimenightmarefaces · 2 years ago

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1. BANANANANANA they’re all so cute with the exaggerated expressions 🤣 I like the second vid at the end when malcom squats down so you can see his face lmao

2. PRETTY LITTLE ANGEL EYYEEESSS 👁️👁️ <- hilariously frightening, THE SAX it looks like they’re all going to attack him, and Romeo just looks so done. The voice coming out of Buddy just feels so wrongggggggg but i love itttt, and then Dave looks like he would be real charming on a date and then he’d explode a ketchup bottle on himself and his date would leave.

3. The moment where they make eye contact is just so awkward lmao

4. It’s so clear like an Elvis rip off it’s really cute, HIS EYES, HIS EYES ARE SO PRETTY. Also the stage is so small for them like geez

5. When they just leave the camera on buddy’s face 🤣🤣🤣, all of their outfits are so mismatcheddd, THE GUITAR I WANT IT. GAY LITTLE PANTS YESSSS, ALSO I THINK YOU TOLD ME BUT IT DIDNT CLICK THEY THEY WERE DOING IT ON EMU’S SHOW I LOVE EMU AND ROD HULLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL IVE SEEN ALL OF THEIR SHOWS (on youtube i am a young green bean)

6. MALCOM IM NOT DROOLING OVER HIM NO I COULDNT BE NOPE NAH, THEM MOVESSSSS YESSSSS KINGS OF JIVEEEEE. Reminds me of this https://youtu.be/FsRIkUgarwA

7. Buddy is just melting 🤣 the poor guy /twirls my arms along/ BUT WHEN THEY JUMP INTO EACH OTHERS ARMS OMGGGGGGGG I WANT THAT TO BE ME PLEASE I BEG OF THE UNIVERSE. REBEL MALCOM YOU CAN DANCE UP FRONT TOO

8. The way Malcom keeps his eyes DIRECTLY on Dave at all times, ALSO HES SO SHORT AND ITS SO CUTE

9. I love this song so muchhhh i had only heard the other version but i couldn’t help singing alongggg

10. I have soooooooo much nostalgia for this song, i had this little radio looking thing you program songs into and i would play this over and overrrrrr, just sitting on the floor a little 3 year old, or walking through the apartment complex (also i’m LOVING the stripes)

11. Not much to say except Malcom was definitely asking that girl out

12. MALCOM YOUR TEETH, let’s be real that was Dave’s first kiss and he’ll be asking her to lunch later

13. I swear they’re all 5 year olds 😭🤣

14. BEARD /sweating/

15. They must be dyingggggg, they need more colorrrrrr

16. I wanna hear Roy Wood sing this so badlyyyyy he would sing it so welllllll /dance break/

17. This song and video cements that they need a musical based off them, why does he have tags on his guitar 🤣

18. They can’t put on weight because they’re nonstop sweating for work

19. Buddy looks scared for his life lmao /typing up movie to watch later/ Also this song is just straight up “When I’m Dancin’ I Ain’t Fightin” by Slade just slower-

20. I’m scared he’s gonna laser me with those glasses

21. Well this is just sad

22. It’s beautiful- /i’m not crying shhhh/

23. The lil piano makes it so eerily sad for some reason

24. This is giving Denny Laine vibes-

25. I don’t really have anything to say on this one other than sometimes the photos have really awkward placement for what’s being sung

26. Most of these i can remember what other version i had heard, but i can’t with this one

27. This is so soothing, i’m saving it, i think it’s one of my favorites

28. first, I didn’t know if I would like it but then the harmonies

29. he’s really going out of his mind

30. this is movie worthy it’s so dramatic

31. It’s so odd hearing this song showaddywaddy-ified. I accidentally broke my ipad it won’t stop playing this song 😵‍💫😭

32. This is one of my favorites too lol

33. I need showaddywaddy and wizzard to play together honestly. I think it would be a great combination. Sometimes when Dave sings he sounds like Roy Wood and i just think their potential harmonies would be absolutely fabulous. THE FLIPS OVER THEIR BACKS. Malcom and Al just doing their thing is so cute 🥹. It just looks like Malcom is trying to flirt with Al while Al is trying to look at the girls in the audience lmao

Right so

I propose

A music trade

You give me a ton of showaddywaddy music i have to listen to

And i give you an album by the move and an almost album by ace kefford (of the move) you have to listen to

(the move album is very long, so please bombard me with music)

by the looks of my browser tabs, i have never been more prepared to bombard in my life.

omg okay i'll just start linking things here.

this is the first song(different video but same song) i ever heard from them and it will never not make me laugh no matter how many times i see it:

i wonder why: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YWjMOOXaTRY (optional; the first video i've ever seen, same song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w6gyP_Ty_B8 )

2. this is the second song i found after that first one got me hooked:

pretty little angel eyes: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=48rq5HRVn_o (optional; i couldn't choose just one video for this song so here's a second one just to put my mind at ease: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2veG0JYK3C4 )

3. there are better quality ones for this song, but i'm linking this one specifically for the moment with dave and buddy (which starts at around 2:20):

under the moon of love: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TIBnYMltl0U

4. this is the one with al singing lead with malcolm using buddy as a drum while being on top of the piano:

say mama: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6_K4LEvyU-4

5. another one that makes me laugh every time because of buddy:

blue moon: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ENHrMm4OnaQ (optional; the one where they dance in tight pants: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=csMbGdR7CA8 )

6. speaking of tight pants(another one al sings lead on):

king of the jive: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ok6RqFTdhfM

7. another one from the same show, linking this version specifically for malcolm's shenanigans:

hey rock n roll: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9s5aU-ezSxg

8. this one also has better quality ones but this is my favorite video for it:

trocadero: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G5PaBGURkto

9. this one i already knew the original of and i now love both versions:

doo wah diddy: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G-kbX2AmLJ0

10. i can(and have) listen(ed) to this on repeat for days and will never get sick of it:

who put the bomp: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NJyWf3UhWCE

11. this gets stuck in my head way too often:

remember then: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sPg3Mi4eosQ

12. linking this one mostly for more malcolm shenanigans but also for the "rubbish" bit:

three steps to heaven: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OkGOUcEHa-4

i'm going to speed-link the rest because of reasons

13. sweet music(the end of the video is messed up but i'm just excited about MALCOLM WITHOUT SUNGLASSES): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P3F-Emd_j9Q

14. sweet little rock n roller: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0gnQzIYQpXI

15. footsteps: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yp30pTWSvX0

16. why do lovers break each other's hearts: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uSqievaLw2A

17: when: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DKA7QHu_KcY

18. dancin party(this was in a movie): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gU_xNL0ql2w

19. the party: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ow8Ohpll8Jc

20. heartbeat: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MIs0KCvCvDs

these ones don't have performance videos and are a little less goofy and more serious and/or slow and/or meaningful:

21: i don't want to dream anymore: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=or5vozTYqvM

22. smiling eyes(one of buddy's favorites): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=siVHgbn36Ys

23. windows: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NSxoagi1fBo

24. i wish that i could undo all the bad that i have done: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ffq-HZu-CYU

25. lookin back: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tuJG7-DkNwo

26. showboat: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YnoqKyZ4C84

27. i'm yours: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oNogFPbb0M0

28. behind a painted smile: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b6qnMNX8ayk

29. really going out of my mind: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hzS29oU3WaU

30. paint your picture: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w3F_UW7gOtU

31. swansong: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pDJYjBIOots

32. i don't like rock n roll no more(one of buddy's favorites): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2LO5ydX5TfE

i could do more but i'll stop and just end it with this being optional because it's 30 minutes long:

33. the music med gummisko one: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gbDqd0e9DS8

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cumxxslutt · 2 years ago

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Hey dear! Could I have something with jealous Ro? Pleeeeease~ ❤️

Hope this was good , I was literally half-sleep writing this , lol . 😭

My Heart .

Fem/Black Reader

Warnings: Jealous Roman , Sad Roman , Soft Roman , Jealousy

“Stop” I chuckled , “well it’s not my fault you can’t dance” Jey said , we were trying to do a tiktok and I keep messing up on this one move , “okay I promise I got it” I say looking at him giggling , he straight faced me , “I’m being so for real right now” I say poking him “man whatever” he said playfully rolling his eyes at me , I only laughed

Roman’s Pov

‘This shit is so aggravating’ I think watching Y/n and Jey be so ‘Buddy Buddy’ “Y/n” I call out to her , she whipped her head around to me “wassup pa” she spoke “come here babygirl” I mumbled looking in her eyes , she tells Jey something and then she runs over to me

“Hey” I say as she sit on my lap “Hi” she says giggling “what do you wanna do , wanna go get something to eat hmm” I say , “mhm Me and Jey were going to get some food , but you can tag along we won’t mind” she says smiling down at me , “Oh..” I trailed off “Nah that’s okay , you two go ahead” I said trying to stop myself from rolling my eyes “okay babe” she says getting off my lap and kissing my lips

Y/n Pov

“Ide let’s go” I said grabbing my purse and grabbing Jey by the arm and dragging him with me to the car , “you know I love you right” Jey says looking at the me then turning back to the road , “Hmm” I say turning to him “like , no shit like that you know , but like your the closest I ever been to a person beside jimmy” , “I love you too Jey” I chuckled , pulling up to the place Jey parks the car and we both hop out

“Wassup bae , you want something to eat” I say on the phone with Roman , “Naw I’m good , but tell Jey to drop you off at home , cause I just got here” He says putting a bun in is head , “Okay , imma see you when I see you , I love you”

I say poking my lips out and putting them against the screen like I’m giving him a actual kiss , as he does same

“No shawty really tried to play me” I say throwing my trash in the trash bin outside of the restaurant , “Anyways” Jey mumbles slightly laughing , “Roman said drop me off at the house” I say looking over at Jey , “Okay” he replied sipping on his drink

“BYEE” I holler out to Jey , “BYEE” he says back , he waits for me to get into the house before pulling off , turning around I bump into a hard ass chest , “Oh hey baby” I say looking up at Roman “Hey Mama” He mumbled kissing my lips , “Why you not sleep” I say to him taking off my shoes and putting my keys in the bowl , “I was waiting for you” He mumbled

“Do you love me” Roman blurted out of no where “What” I replied sitting up , he does the same “I mean like do you love me” he replied shrugging his shoulders “Of course I love you baby , where is this coming from” I say pulling my bonnet back on my head that was slipping , “Well you’ve been hanging with Jey a lot and I’m just kind of , I don’t know jealous I guess” He replied playing with his fingers , Oh my poor Baby

“Oh Baby , there ain’t no need to be jealous , you know I’m only for you , right”

I said climbing on his lap and straddling his waist as he put his arms around me “Really” He questions , “Yes , Nobody can ever replace you , I love you so much” I replied giving him a sloppy kiss ,

“I love you too , My Heart”

#jey uso #jey uso x reader #roman reigns #roman reigns x reader #the bloodline #the bloodline 🎀#cumxxslutt.writes🎀#🎀 .

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howdoyousleep3 · 3 years ago

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*pushes a folded piece of paper towards k* Nick Fowler x Intern Bucky x Senator Rogers threeway?

*sneakily picks up folded piece of paper and opens it, nodding my head slowly at nonnie*

Tags: Established Relationship, Threesome, Dom/Sub Relationship, Humiliation (verbal and physical), Implied Blowjob (x2 lol), Manhandling, Mild Dubcon (just to be careful bc Bucky is blushing and humiliated but is still v eager), Dirty Talk, Daddy Kink Word Count: ~1,050 words

“Gotta say, Rogers,” Mr. Fowler speaks up from Bucky’s right. “Didn’t expect your intern to be so shy.”

Bucky’s fingers dig tightly into Steve’s thigh from his spot on the floor, the back of the hand that brushes the curve of his face foreign to him. Those fingers are warm and there’s no denying it’s a comforting touch, but it isn’t one he is used to. Bucky had hoped his jitters hadn’t been so transparent, hoped the way he had just finished enthusiastically sucking on his Daddy’s cock made up for any kind of obvious nervousness.

He’s not used to another set of eyes on him when his mouth is stretched and full.

“Nah,” Steve sighs, tipping Bucky’s chin himself, touch a bit rough around the edges. “He just gets dumb when Daddy feeds him. Ain’t that right, Buck?”

Bucky swallows audibly, cheeks going hot with a blush, another transparent giveaway. The taste of the Senator is still hot on his tongue. He’s still panting from swallowing Steve’s load, from being good and taking it all just as Daddy demanded with a groan that rattled even his own ribcage. It takes him a few delayed seconds to respond, that alone a sign that Steve is correct, but he manages to nod his head, rasp out a, “Yes, Daddy.”

“Damn, he’s pretty,” is what Mr. Fowler mumbles, and if he hadn’t said anything, Bucky wouldn’t know how he feels, what his thoughts are. Bucky can’t read Nick, can’t make out what turns him on, if he enjoyed watching Bucky choke on his Daddy’s cock. His face gives nothing away, a cool facade of steel, one that Bucky finds disarming when Nick’s eyes are on him.

“He sure is, isn’t he?” Steve purrs, running his thumb along Bucky’s bottom lip, and Bucky swallows down his whimper, any uncomfortableness being washed away with such forward praise.

“When he gets this way, dumb and extra pretty, it’s not out of the ordinary for him to get shy, to get embarrassed about how slutty he’s been actin’...”

Bucky leans back onto his heels, sways, falling forward with a whine. He barely stops himself from reaching for Steve’s spent cock, resists the urge to lean forward and suckle it back into his mouth, heavy on his tongue. Daddy can’t talk about him like this, can’t tell Mr. Fowler such intimate things, without Bucky being so greatly affected. He can’t just…say those things.

“Don’t you pout, Barnes. Not after you just sucked me off in front of another man,” Steve teases, hand gripping Bucky’s jaw and tipping his cheek one way and then the other. “Look at that blush, goddamn. Got me feelin’ like a bad man, sweetheart. M’I a bad man, Nick?”

Bucky’s chin is yanked in Mr. Fowler’s direction, Steve purposeful in his actions, of wanting Bucky to not be able to look anywhere but their guest’s eyes as he responds with a cool, “Not a bad man at all, Senator.” Bucky’s eyes are half-lidded, head swimming as he can do nothing about this whine. Steve takes the hand on Bucky’s chin and taps him on the cheek, once, twice, before he’s sighing and taking hold of his chin once more.

“Y’want him to suck you off? My treat?”

Bucky doesn’t process what Steve says, offers up, but when he does hear what the Senator has said, it’s right when he slips a finger between Bucky’s lips.

“See? Practically beggin’ for it,” Steve says quietly, almost to himself, as he slips his finger between Bucky’s pursed lips, watching. “C’mon, Nick. Don’t need to think too hard about this one.”

Bucky watches as Nick’s tongue flicks over his bottom lip and he throbs where he kneels.

“You’ll want somethin’ in return won’t you, Rogers? I let your boy suck me off and you’ll want to call in a favor whenever you need it?”

Bucky doesn’t know what the motivation is, where the urge comes from that makes his hand reach out, fingers twitching just in front of Mr. Fowler’s thigh. Does he want to be good for the Senator, want to be this pretty toy to be passed around and shared? Does he want to be used again, have his mouth fucked full just because he wants his mouth full?

Bucky can see Nick’s cock, the outline of it between his legs, impressive and not doing a single thing to deter Bucky in the slightest.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Steve purrs, fucking his thick finger between Bucky’s pursed lips, hand still holding tight to his chin. “You’ll spend two seconds in this mouth and realize this is more for him than it is for me.”

Fuck. Bucky whines, decision made that it doesn’t matter why he wants to bury his face between Nick’s spread thighs; he wants it. His Daddy obviously wants it too, he can see Mr. Fowler giving into the Senator’s request easily, eyes locked onto where Daddy plays with his mouth. When Nick’s eyes flick up to Bucky’s own, this time he meets that look head-on, is forward with his willingness to be used by his Daddy this way.

“Hell, you might just wanna offer me up that favor once you slip inside’a here. Know you saw it, but wait ‘till you feel his gag reflex; doesn’t fuckin’ exist. He’ll take all’a you and then you’ll feel that tongue right on your balls, fuck. Can’t find ‘em like this if you tried, he’s a—”

“Alright, Rogers. Alright, fuck,” Nick bites out, palm coming down to the front of his pants, rubbing at himself in such an obscene way it has Bucky whimpering once more. Daddy talking about him was one thing, but Daddy practically selling him, offering him up and convincing Mr. Fowler to let Bucky suck on his cock, is something else entirely.

"I'll take your boy's mouth, makin' such a big fuckin' deal about it..."

Steve chuckles darkly, leans forward and plants a loud and messy kiss to Bucky’s cheek before nudging him towards their guest’s spread legs with a whisper of, “You make it good for him, sugar. You hear me?” Bucky is nodding his head as he reaches for Nick’s zipper, the other man making no indication that he is going to lift a finger through this experience. Bucky looks up at Nick under his lashes as he promises with an almost-slur of, “Yes, Daddy. Gonna make it so good…”

#askK #senator and intern #senator rogers #intern bucky #nick fowler #senator and intern and nick fowler #lemon #grapefruit #read and heed the tags #errors are all mine and are probably present lol #what have we done

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inriospocket · 3 years ago

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Hi Daisy! If you’re up to it, could I please request on how rio would react to the woman he likes & is talking to/dating (not exclusively yet) going on a date with someone? Like imagine they’re hanging out with Marcus. Time gets away and she’s like “Listen it’s been so fun but I have to go prepare for my hot date” 😂😂😂 and like she was very open & honest in the beginning about dating multiple people before committing to the right one so he can’t really be mad. Lol thank you mama💕

I'm always up to it! Again sorry for taking so long but here ju go. :) ❀

word count ♡ 1,027

summary ♡ Reader is casually dating Rio. They're hanging out with each other along with Marcus and reader loses track of time remembering she has another date and Rio tries to not get super jealous since they're not exclusive yet.

situation ♡ fluffy

It was a nice era in your life where you were super comfortable in your career and in yourself that you finally had the time to start dating again. For now, it was casual, just getting to know other guys and seeing what you did and didn’t like in a man.

You had a couple on your list but Rio was your favorite. You weren’t exclusive yet but you enjoyed your short time together. So far, he’s been the only one to take you on a second date and this time he brought his little sidekick along, Marcus.

“We choosing sides now?” Rio laughed at Marcus who clung to you.

Marcus grinned and you adored his little missing front tooth. “She’s winning, Dad!” He giggled.

You shrugged, brushing off the fact that you were winning almost every arcade game you guys played.

“Nah, nah, “Rio shook his head. “Ain’t no way you beating me in laser tag.” He said proudly. You raised your eyebrows as a challenge.

“Oh, is this a bet?” You smirked. Rio glanced at your lips quickly, making a mental memo of how beautiful your smile was.

He was about to say something else until you realized how dark it was outside indicating it was late.

You looked at your watch. “I didn’t realize how late it was,” you said thinking of how much fun you had that you just lost track.

“Listen, it’s been super fun with you guys but I gotta get ready for my hot date tonight.” You said truthfully with a laugh.

Rio tried his best to hide his envy but you could see it until it quickly disappeared. You were upfront in the beginning and told him you were just casually dating so he couldn’t really take it to heart but Rio was persistent so you’d quickly learn he wasn’t letting go of what he wants that easy.

“But about that bet.” He gave you a sly smile. You crossed your arms. “Uh huh.” You said, waiting.

“Look, one last game. I’m sure the dude wouldn’t mind waiting a little longer for someone as beautiful as you,” He started and you felt your cheeks become warm.

“Dad, gross.” Marcus made a face which made you laugh.

Rio kissed his teeth towards him. “Take notes, pup. Anyway, you win laser tag, you go on that date. I win, you cancel and stay with me.” He smirked.

One of the reasons you liked him so much was how spontaneous he was. You loved the games. “It’s a bet.” You agreed, shaking on it.

Rio mentally laughed knowing he already had a leg up in this game. No one could aim better than him.

Once you three were in the darkened room, you helped Marcus with his vest first and Rio loved the sight of it. He only let few of his potential girlfriends around Marcus but something about you, he trusted. You were definitely passing the test.

You were glad that there weren’t any other people but you three. It gave you more room to both hide and to find them.

You hid in a corner out of sight but monitoring the light coming closer letting you know one of them was nearby. You felt like you were standing fast enough to shoot but as soon as you did, Rio already shot you.

“No way!” You huffed. You heard the mischief in his laugh until he disappeared quickly from view.

You always beat your friends in laser tag and you just couldn’t understand how he was so good. It’s like he knew where you’d be, where you’d go and he even got Marcus to do his dirty work. You mentally gave up at this point.

You looked around, not able to see any neon lights except for your own. You looked down briefly at your gun to see how much time was left. As soon as time was almost up, you heard the final shot at your vest and Rio press against the back of you.

He grasped your waist from behind and said lowly close to your ear, “Always watch your back.”

You held your breath, not knowing whether to be turned on or scared. It didn’t even matter because in a matter of seconds, he had you whipped.

You watched him proudly look up at the leaderboard after the game was over. “You need to borrow my phone to cancel?” He reminded you humorously.

You shook your head hiding your smile. You didn’t really want to go on that date anyway.

You carried your end of the bet, cancelling and staying longer with them until Marcus had a sugar crash and fell asleep in Rio’s arms. That was the queue that it was time to go unfortunately. You walked back to his car with him and watched him buckle him in. You were a sucker for men with children.

Rio left the car running as Marcus continued sleeping and you leaned against his car.

You watched him walk towards you, your eyes never breaking contact. You held your breath again as he towered over you. He was so intoxicating; the way he carried himself. You felt your hands lie flat against his chest, your eyes scanning the dark eagle tattoo that complimented his neck.

He lifted your chin to look at his eyes again. He glanced at your lips then your eyes again as if he was asking for permission and you nodded.

He brushed his lips over your lightly to tease you before finally pressing his lips against yours. He kissed you slowly as if he wanted to savor you but also with a sense of urgency. A kiss you knew would lock you in forever.

You pulled away first, looking away to not get lost in those dark eyes again.

“I should go.” You said, already missing the smell of his cologne.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” He asked, noticing something different. You sighed, knowing you were already going to tell him. You couldn’t help but to be honest and something about him made you want to spill everything.

“...I’m going to fall in love with you.” You told him.

#rio x reader #rio good girls #manny montana #good girls rio #gg fic #fluff fanfiction

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