#Ok time to put this bitch in the Basement

[chicago-geniza]

They put me in the basement and had me organize invoices in alphabetical and chronological order and I got to live out my Autism Baby Stacking Cans dreams of labor. Put me in a room with noise-canceling headphones, no human contact, and a stack of items to arbitrarily sort for an hour and I'll stop being insane

[hearts4hughes]

BEJEWELED | QUINN HUGHES

nora’s birthday celly | quinn hughes x fem!reader

summary: in which quinn is pushing you away, so you make him regret it.

notes: this barely follows the song, but this has been in my drafts forever, just waiting to be finished. sorry for how rushed this is, but hopefully you can still enjoy it :) apologies for any mistakes or parts that don’t make sense, i do not feel like rereading this 😭

don’t put me in the basement

when i want the penthouse of your heart

"are you even listening?" your tone was harsh. quinn’s gaze averted away from his phone and locked with yours. with a huff, he placed his phone down. "mhm," he hummed, running a hand through his messy locks.

your eyes narrowed, "then what did i just say?" you crossed your arms defensively over your chest. his eyes dropped to your cleavage momentarily. "you were talking about," he paused, inhaling a thick breath. he knew he was dead. "going on that vacation with your friends?"

"are you fucking serious?" you huffed out a laugh. he replied with a tight-lipped smile. "of course you aren’t." you muttered, more to yourself than to him.

"why does it matter, y/n?!" he whined, throwing his head back and covering his eyes with his hands. "you’re always just bitching about something that doesn’t matter." the second the words rolled off his tongue, he knew he fucked up.

your eyes got wide and you swore steam poured out of your ears. "bitching?!" your voice was thunderous. "quinn, we used to do everything together! we used to be involved in each other's lives. now you’re the one who’s been distant and pushing me away. i'm tired of feeling like i have to wait for you to want to be a part of my life."

his features eyes widened, "baby, wait, no," he couldn’t even stammer out a proper apology. you stifled out a sarcastic laugh, rising to your feet and storming out of your living room. "fuck," he muttered under his breath, jumping up to chase you. he followed your angry footsteps into the shared room, where you were rummaging through your closet. his brows furrowed when you walked out of the closet with a black dress in hand.

you tugged off your tank top and pajama shorts, leaving you clad in a pink bralette and a matching thong. you had worn it for quinn, hoping to surprise him after his game, but that idea went to shit. his breath hitched as you stood there practically naked. the pink set you wore left little to the imagination.

"and where are you planning on going?" the brunette asked. "out," you simply stated. he huffed, "out where? and for how long?"

"i don’t know," you shrugged, shimmying into the tight dress and grabbing a pair of heels. "why does it matter, quinn?" you mocked with a whine. you smiled triumphantly as his face fell into a deep scowl. heels in hand, you stormed past him, brushing your shoulder against his purposely.

like a lost puppy, he turned on his heels, following you into the master bathroom. "why does it matter?" he spoke frustratedly. "it matters because i have a game in a few hours."

you grabbed your red lipstick, swiping the deep color onto your lips. catching his gaze in the vanity mirror, you stared blankly. "ok?" your tone made him feel small and pathetic. "you always go to my games." you took pleasure in the way his voice grew smaller.

and with the click of your lipstick, you turned around. your devilish smirk sent chills up his spine. his eyes scanned your face. you looked hot. "it’s annoying when people say things and then don’t do them, right?" sarcasm dripped off your voice. he opened his mouth to respond, but his words got caught in his throat. "yeah," you replied for him. "and doesn’t it upset you when you can’t get a clear and direct answer out of people?" his face dropped to his chest in defeat. "that’s what i thought."

this time when you stormed out of the room, quinn didn’t follow you— he didn’t even look in your direction. he just sat there, thinking about how he has been acting recently. he never meant to push you away. he’s just been frustrated about hockey. "shit," he tugged at his roots, running out to chase you, but with the slam of the front door, you left Quinn standing alone in the dimly lit apartment. his heart sank as he realized the importance of the situation. he had messed up big time.

desperation filled him as he cursed under his breath. he didn't want to lose you, especially not over a trivial argument like this. quinn quickly changed into a fresh set of clothes and grabbed his phone, dialing your number repeatedly, but it went straight to voicemail.

he decided to take action and drove to the place he thought you might be. he knew you better than anyone, and despite the frustration between you, he couldn't stand the thought of you being upset and alone. quinn was determined to make things right.

as he approached the location, he saw you standing under a lamppost, waiting for a taxi. your dress, your confidence, and the red lipstick painted a picture of defiance, and yet, vulnerability. quinn's heart ached for you, realizing how wrong he had been.

pulling up beside you, he rolled down the window and called out your name. you glanced over, eyes widening in surprise as he leaned across to open the passenger door. "get in," he said softly, his voice filled with a mixture of regret and sincerity, with a pleading look in his eyes.

you hesitated for a moment before sliding into the car. quinn's gaze never left you, his expression pained and apologetic. he cleared his throat and began, his words laced with genuine remorse.

"y/n, i can't find the right words to express how deeply sorry i am. i messed up, and i shouldn't have spoken to you that way. i was wrong, and i let my frustrations get the better of me. it's not an excuse, and i want you to know that i take full responsibility for my actions."

as you looked at him, you could see the sincerity in his eyes, and it tugged at your heartstrings. he continued, "you're right; i've been distant, and i shouldn't have let that happen. you mean the world to me, and i've been failing you. i promise i'll make it up to you, starting today. i'll be there, with you, every step of the way, and i won’t push you away this time."

tears welled up in your eyes, and you sniffled, feeling the weight of his words sinking in. "you promise?"

he nodded, his gaze never leaving yours. "i promise, y/n. i don't want to lose you. you're my everything, and i will do whatever it takes to make things right and prove that i'm fully committed to us and our relationship."

you forgave him, not because he was perfect, but because you could see the effort and sincerity in his apology. and, well, because you couldn't resist his puppy-dog eyes. without wasting another second, your hands flew to his neck, pulling his lips against yours.

with a sly grin, you leaned back, playfully wagging your finger at him. "you know, i don't usually accept kisses when i’m mad, but i'll make an exception."

he chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "ah, rule-breaking with you always seems like the best idea."

[milesmolasses]

I'm gonna kill you

miles morales x reader

if you don’t know what “throwing franks” means it basically means telling someone to “suck my dick” lmao

which reminds me the setting is nyc (bk)

is this what ppl call crack? idk man

"miles I'm not playin with you right now, put my water bottle down I'm thirsty!"

miles walked around the dingy restaurant, my bottle in his hand, which was waved high in the air. "you gon have to come and get it than miss smart mouth! you keep playin with me like I can't beat you up," he joked.

miles has been my best friend ever since the middle of third grade when he switched his elementary school. i remember when he was this tiny, shy kid who sat at the back of the school basement for lunchtime since our school never had a formal lunchroom. all i wanted was to make a new friend, so i walked up to the shy new boy and ate my lunch with him. we would walk home together, play at the park together, and have cute lil playdates scheduled by our mothers; ah, yes, those were the times; up until now.

"bro, my bad, just give me my water bottle my mouth is on fire, no funny shit," i had my tongue out, breathing heavily. my mom owns this restaurant, where she cooks (insert culture) dishes for the world of Brooklyn to enjoy. this space doubled as our hang-out spot, considering i would stop by every day after school for free food. my mom had served me (insert dish) with extra spice; "try something new," they said. "it'll be delicious," they said. while yes, the food was good, the new added spices had me steaming at the ears, tongue out, huffing and puffing like a damn dog.

now you may be wondering, "who the hell told you to do this?" miles. it was always miles. he knows I don't usually stray from the usual dishes that i get every time we come here, but somehow he convinced me that trying something new would be good for me. so, i let him order on my behalf; this dude ordered me (insert cultural food)… with 3x the amount of hot sauce I usually get. leading us to now...

"'my bad' is not an apology, bozo, i need to hear you say what i want you to say," he said with the biggest smile on his face. all i did was throw a frank at him, and he chose to torment me, saying, "i was disrespectful." he wants a sorry? imma give him a damn sorry.

"ok ok I'm sorry, miles please just give me the bottle," this time, my eyebrows were furrowed and i made sure to put my acting skills to the test. miles gave me a worried look, scared that he actually went too far this time in his games. he gave me back the water bottle and came closer to me, examining my face to see if i was ok.

"yo, you good? I'm sorry i didn't know it was that deep. here you go drink this," he looked so sorry. he looked like he really regretted what he did to me, it almost made me feel bad for what i was about to say to him.

almost...

"yeah, it was that deep... deep in ya momma!" i watched as miles face slowly converted from looking worried to "what did this bitch just say to me?" i started to run out of the store as fast as i could, chugging the water down my throat with my mouth still on fire. miles was definitely faster than me, so i decided to hide somewhere, anywhere.

i turned the corner, body jerking forward so fast i almost fell face first into the concrete. i caught myself on my hands just in time as i kept my momentum and ran down the block. i looked behind me and he was literally right there in arms reach of me literally, reaching his arm out to grab me. i grabbed the door handle of an unknown store and stumbled into it.

there i could see several women and young girls look up from what ever they were doing to look at me. just as they were looking at me, miles ran in the store and came to an abrupt stop. great now even more people were staring; it was then i realized all the assortments of nail polish laid out neatly on different shelves. oh my god it was a nail salon. miles looked down at me with eyes wide open and a look on his face that screamed "oh hell nah." a lady from the front desk with a slim figure and a headwrap, came up to us and pulled us to the side.

"I'm sorry, you cant just run into this store and be rowdy. we have customers to attend to and they don't need disturbances." i looked up at miles to see him already responding to the lady with prayer hands, "I an so sorry about my friend here please forgive them, sometimes they're a bit hard to control. i think we'll be leaving now, once again, so sorry," he responded whilst dragging me by the shirt to leave the salon. once we were on the side walk again, i busted out laughing so hard, i had to hunch over and close my eyes to keep tears from falling out.

miles gave me the biggest side eye known to man as i laughed in the middle of the street, looking around for people possibly staring at us.

"i swear to god I'm gonna kill you when i get to your house."

this was fun to write lmao

I was really just writing anything that came to mind

I did this once after 7th grade in the summer with some friends so that’s what I based this on

[eldritch-bf]

Reanimator ghost hunting AU ok hear me out

Meg and Dan are exes and they share a 3 bed apartment and their last roommate moved out so they post at the college for a third and Herbert answers

They’re not in medical school or anything it doesn’t really matter what they’re each studying

The important thing is that when Herbert moves in he learns that Meg and Dan’s side project is ghost hunting vlogs

Their old roommate helped them out with editing the videos and camera work but moved out because she felt she was in danger after a bad investigation

Herbert doesn’t believe them he thinks they’re making it up to fuck with him or the girl lied and made up an excuse bc she didn’t want to live with them anymore

And he’s so pissed off bc ghosts aren’t real blah blah how could they be wasting their time with such nonsense

He’s so mad he invites himself along to their ghost hunts just to offer a skeptical voice and disprove every odd noise or weird feeling Meg (the host) says; the fans actually LOVE Herbert so Meg starts putting him more and more in the spotlight or making him do shit

Because unlike Dan who gets scared when he’s in haunted basements by himself Herbert just stands there pissed off and bitches at the ghosts

Meg isn’t necessarily scared she wants the evidence but Dan is so he will not follow after weird sounds or voices etc

Dan hates overnight investigations bc he never gets to sleep that is until Herbert starts coming along and they share a room and Herbert reassures him very blandly that there’s no demons around nothing can hurt him blah blah

Herbert just wants to sleep and Dan keeps flinching and whining at every little freak or sound of water through pipes so he gets fed up and cuddles Dan like there does that help do you feel better

And Dan does

And soon it’s the only way he can fall asleep at investigations

Also Herbert may or may not get possessed by a demon on an investigation and STILL fucking deny they’re real

[gynnnicsworld]

Hellooo! i was wondering what your all-time favorite hurt/comfort fics are? also I love your account, I scrolled through not too long ago and immediately was like yes, I've found my people

*screams internally* oOH GOD, thank you for asking that, I've been waiting for someone to ask that and I'm so glad this is happening! OK.

From what I can see in your profile picture, do u like spn too? Do u have any favorite couples there? cause I have a long list of fics in that fandom too *wink wink*....

Please ask me questions to recommend fics, because I have been trying for weeks to organize a part 2 of rec list but I haven't been able to, I have too many fics and I have no idea how to start organizing them. So by asking questions like these you help me recommend some fics and get organized. thks u <3ily

Life's (Kate's) a bitch and then you (she) dies

by: Littleredridinghunter

While everyone is busy saving Jackson, Stiles is taking a beating in the Argent's basement. When his dad gets hurt, he leaves a note for Scott that he is getting away from everything and to never contact him again.

Too bad Scott and the pack take him at his word....

One year later and they finally see Stiles again but it isn't a happy reunion. Can they repair all the damage that has been caused in their time apart?

(This is one of the most recent fics I've read and it left me completely destroyed and in love at the same time, the author of this fic is the same author of most of my favorite fics. Anyway, all the fics I've read by this author will appear here. (oh by the way you would like to know that spn characters appear here.))

Home

by: TheTypewriterGirl

God, this fic is BEAUTIFUL, it's glorious, this fic can basically be described with any adjective that refers to beauty and perfection. But there is pain, a lot of pain, this fic must be praised.

There are illustrations that complete the beauty of this fic. Like this↓

Yes, you guys definitely have to read this fanfic.

You haven't read it??? WHAT ARE YOU EXPECTING?? RUN TO READ IT.

I downloaded the fic because I don't want to lose it, I would cry if one day this fic is deleted.

It's all part of the master plan - Sterek version

by: Littleredridinghunter

every fic that I put here you must read it, truly and seriously, you HAVE to read it, you can't not do it.

Sense of Home

by: siny

Home can be a place, but it can also be a person.

After the events with the Nemeton, Stiles starts suffering the consequences of their sacrifice. A journey he attempts to make on his own, but only becomes worse with every step he takes. In the process he seeks comfort in an unexpected place and it draws him toward an unexpected person.

(This fic explains one of the theories quite well, maybe you know this theory x if that theory caught your attention, you will love this fic).

hold me tight (you'll be alright)

by: orphan_account

Stiles is captured by the alpha pack for over a month before escaping. Derek finds him in the woods and takes him home.

Homeland

kitkatpancakestack

"And if you bleed for Beacon Hills once, you can be sure you'll bleed for it again."

(Tthis is a fix fic, but it's really good. I actually have many VERY good ones of this type.

God, I actually have a colossal mountain of fics to recommend and I have no idea how to start organizing them.)

It's where my demons hide

by: Littleredridinghunter

Stiles was used to his life going to hell. He'd just never expected it to be quite so literal.

When Rafael McCall returns to Beacon Hills after a five year absence it brings back lots of unhappy memories for Stiles, he'll do whatever he can to keep his secrets buried in order to protect those closest to him.

With Rafael's return Stiles discovers that secrets are always revealed, even if this particular time it's because of supernatural interference.

(By the way, I don't have an order, because all the fics that I'm putting here are really good and all of them are my favorites. BUT this fic right here is probably my favorite among favorites, this fic has a way of destroying your soul and putting it back together that you will love and hate at the same time and leave you wanting to read more.)

A Melody That Climbs And Then Falls

BY: siny

They won the fight against the alpha pack; the nightmare was apparently over.

That was until Stiles fell on the ground with blood coming out of his mouth when Derek reached him.

--

Or the fic where Stiles gets an internal bleeding for saving Derek, only a tragedy like this would make Derek realize his true feelings.

Peter betrayed them all and is currently missing. Allison and Stiles are buddies, as much as Derek and Erica.

Can't rely on me

By; Littleredridinghunter

Set at the end of season 2, Gerard beats Stiles up, but it's a lot worse than anyone knows.

The pack let him down, that's not really a surprise lately.

When Danny finds Stiles nearly bleeding to death the next day it's the start of a beautiful friendship.

Can the pack make amends before it's too late? Will Stiles ever forgive them for not being there for him when he needed them the most?

Echoes

by: jjmash

Stiles' magic accidentally creates a lifelike echo of Derek's baby sister who died in the Hale fire. Between games of tag and trips to the zoo, Derek helps Stiles pick up the pieces of himself post-Nogitsune possession.

(This one is short but sweet and sad.)

Finding His Home

by: OKDeanna

Derek Hale was a lot of things, and none of them very good. Yet, the one thing he couldn't shake was the one thing he knew he shouldn't want. But when an unexpected late night call reveals Stiles Stilinski has been injured, he will stop at nothing to get to him. Even if it means opening himself up in ways he never has before...

(I love that in the sterek fandom we have these unspoken truths, like the fact that we all know that no matter what, Derek is always going to believe and care about Stiles whether he's in Mexico or on the other side of the world, if Stiles calls, he'll go to Stiles.)

Wait For Me

by: Hedwig221b

“Stiles, we know about your Spark,” Scott looked at Stiles with desperate eyes, trying to convey something. “He is the Werewolf who's been chasing you. You must run. We’ll help you…”

Stiles stared at his friend, genuinely concerned for his sanity, because the nonsense he was sputtering was really fucking confusing.

This one is really good but fucking confusing or something, it really made me hate certain characters here and scream in frustration but I always trusted stiles/derek.

The Moon's Gonna Follow Me Home

turningterrific

Derek doesn’t want to call the window repair guy. He doesn’t want to sweep up the glass. He’ll inevitably miss a few shards and pull them out of the bottom of his bare feet for weeks.

He doesn’t want to try to make this place feel like home when it isn’t.

Derek stayed in Beacon Hills and tried to make it work because he wanted pack, wanted purpose. He gave his best effort and found himself back where he started: alone, with a few begrudging allies. He’s tired, and even though his werewolf body heals quickly, he feels the weary ache down to his center.

He packs his car with the few things he cares about enough to drag them from place to place. He locks the loft and calls a realtor about listing the building he’d bought in a misguided attempt to secure a future.

And then he leaves.

(This fic will always be in my favorite fic recommendations, because I read it at a difficult time for me and it helped me a lot emotionally to move forward, so yes, this fic is one of my favorites among favorites, and I will always mention it at every opportunity. Plus we have Derek healing and that's beautiful because Derek deserves nice things just like Stiles.)

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okay, I'm going to stop here because I have some things to do, but actually I have more favorite hurt/comfort fics. But I won't be able to put them all here right now, apologies for that, but please send me another question for a second part, but I think at the moment you have several fics to read.

I hope you like them, and please do not hesitate to send me messages to talk about all these incredible fanfics, I will be waiting for your comments. (and thanks again for the question)

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

aita for getting an unhoused dude kicked out of my building?

long time reader first time caller. this happened a few years ago but i still feel mildly guilty about it. i (21 at the time, nb) lived in an oldass new england inn that had been subdivided into two halves, side A and B, rent a room style. i lived with 9 other people, all girls or nb, at the time. sides A and B were accessible to each other through the attic or basement, but otherwise to pass from side to side one would have to go through a locked outdoor breezeway. each room didn’t really lock and anyone living in this building would have pretty easy access to anyone else’s room should they want to. this is fairly important

during i believe november, an empty room in our house on side A suddenly contained a random man. i personally lived on side B, but we were all close friends with each other throughout the house. when this guy appeared, the folks on side A got pretty freaked out, as we had been told a new girl would be moving into that apartment in a week, not a man. no one on side A wanted to talk to the new guy as they felt too frightened, and as i was kind of operating as the ‘man of the house’ at the time (tough tall dyke privilege), i said i would talk to him for them.

when i met him by myself he seemed like a nice guy. tall, maybe 6’4”, white and presumably cis, athletic build. he was fine but i could see how the side A residents were intimidated. however, when i talked to him, he said he was staying in this room because his friend (who lived there over a month ago and had moved out) had told him he could crash there. we were not in contact with this previous resident; presumably he had made copies of his old keys. new guy said he was looking to stay indefinitely until he could find a new place. we parted ways fine enough and i informed my roommates of what he said.

they were not pleased about his ‘indefinite stay’ plans and reached out to our landlady, who decided to come that day and talk to him as well. she asked me to accompany her as she was a little lady and also scared of big men (understandable) (i’d like to say as a footnote fuck landlords but she was an exception, lovely mom-like figure who kept our rent low as hell)

when meeting with new guy with the landlady, she did all the talking and i stood mutely as a witness and a bodyguard, i guess. she told him she didn’t want to kick him out, but she had a new renter coming in a week and if he couldn’t get out by then they would have a problem. now here is where he started to get verbally aggressive. his frustration was very understandable and landlady was mostly patient with it, but when he started calling me an “ignorant bitch” and accusing me of trespassing (given i lived on side B, not side A), she snapped, said not to talk to me like that, and told him he had until the end of the day to clear out. ultimately, he refused to clear out that night. the next day around noon landlady came with the cops to help him leave. he wasn’t arrested or anything, just escorted out after packing up.

ultimately i feel pretty guilty about this because if it were entirely up to me i wouldn’t have snitched on him, just warned him about the new renter coming. but because my roommates felt very unsafe i felt i had to put on my bad guy boots and support them and my landlady; but if i hadnt been there as “bodyguard” maybe things wouldn’t have gotten aggressive? i have no idea what happened to the poor guy afterwards, i saw him walk down the street away from our house and never saw him again. i hope he’s doing ok now. so was i the asshole?

What are these acronyms?

[ellethespaceunicorn]

Don’t Take My Sunshine Away, Part I

Title: Don’t Take My Sunshine Away, Part I

Rating: Explicit, 18+, Minors - DNI

Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x Reader (Sunshine)

Fandom: The Gray Man

Word Count: 2.5K

Series Summary: You lived your life on a schedule. Everything is planned out from sunrise to sunset. But what happens when you go out on a limb and out of your comfort zone? Will it have dire consequences?

Chapter Summary: You’d agreed to meet someone from the internet and you find yourself tied up in a basement. 

Warnings: dark fic!, attempted mugging, drugging, abduction, suspension bondage, Murder Daddy™️, oral sex (m receiving), dub-con, non-con, unprotected p-in-v sex, knife play, biting, blood play

A/N: I had an idea about Lloyd Hansen. Here is that idea. I haven’t written for Chris Evans’ character since Steve Rogers pre-Infinity War so this was an exercise and a half! Also, many many many thanks to @peyton-warren and @raccoon-eyed-rebel for helping me entertain Lloyd and for helping me to not lose my mind whilst writing this. Unbeta’d, we die like people who tried their best. 

Dividers by: @firefly-graphics 

Support/Reblog banner by me

Cover Art: by me

Spotify Playlist is here. 

Series Masterlist

My Masterlist

It’s just your luck, honestly.

You were in the wrong place at the wrong time. The place was a dark street. The time was 9:03 pm.

Well, technically you could blame your Tinder date for this. He didn’t fucking show up and he didn’t respond to your texts or calls. Like he just disappeared off the face of the Earth. You ended up waiting for an hour and decided to just pay for your third cup of coffee and leave.

Luckily for you, the buses were still running and there was a stop just across the street from the diner. You climb off your stool at the counter and exit through a particularly noisy door. It alerts some guys down the street and they turn to look at you before turning back to each other. Your sigh of relief is reversed when you get across the street and hear one of them shouting at you before moving closer.

You check the bus schedule that hangs in the bus shelter. You only have to wait for five minutes for safety. 

What could go wrong?

“Hey baby, can I have your number?” The overwhelmingly strong skunky smell of bad weed hits your nasal passage and you gag. “Oh, what? I’m disgusting to you? Stuck up, bitch!”

“Look, I’m just trying to get home. I don’t want any trouble.” Your hand went to your pocket where you had your safety keychain on your keyring.

“Too fucking bad because you just landed yourself in trouble, cunt,” Three long strides and he has you in his grip, pulling you behind the bus shelter into the empty alleyway. He pushes you onto the wet pavement and is on top of you in seconds. He watches as you open your mouth to scream and he clamps a hand around your throat, cutting you off. “Who do you think is coming for you, unlucky bi–”

“What the fuck…hey!” A voice is coming from the street and getting closer.

Your attacker is being pulled off of you and it’s so dark in the alley that you can’t fully see who grabbed him. You see a dark blur and you hear sounds of a struggle before a strong pair of hands is helping you up. 

“Are you ok, Miss?” You’re being ushered down the alley to the only lit streetlight. The more you walk under its glow, you notice the man who saved you. Your eyes are drawn to the push broom on his lip first, then to his slicked-back hair, and finally to his dramatically-patterned polo and pastel chino pants.

“Yeah, I’m fine…I think. Thanks.” You reach out your hand to touch his where it lingers on your arm. He doesn’t attempt to remove his hand, even after you squeeze it with yours quickly.

“No problem, why don’t I take you home? My car’s just around the corner here.” He does attempt to pull you towards the street. You know better than to let anyone take you to a second location, so you put your hand up with a smile.

“That’s quite alright. I’ll just wait for the bus if you don’t mind.” You try and remove your arm from his hand but his grip on you gets tighter.

“Let me at least walk you back to the bus stop?”

“I’ll be fine, I promise.” You try to turn away and he pulls you closer to him.

“Why did you have to make this difficult, Sunshine?” His angry growl is quiet but no less intimidating.

“I’m sorry, wha–” You don’t get to finish as you feel a sharp prick in your bicep. Looking down, you see a syringe sticking out of your skin. You go to pull out the needle but darkness fades into your eyesight and you slip off into the void.

You awake to a pounding in your head. Your arms are sore. Your legs are numb. And you can feel the stiff presence of duct tape over your mouth. Opening your eyes, you try to raise your hand to shield your eyes from the sudden brightness but you realize your arms and legs have been immobilized.

Looking around, you see that you’re suspended about three feet above the ground in some pretty elaborate rope bindings. Your wrists are crossed against your bare chest. Your left leg is being held up straight, while your right leg is only supported by two lengths of rope on your thigh, leaving your foot to dangle which means your pussy is on full display. 

You hear a door open and two sets of footsteps walk down the stairs. As the steps get closer, you hear two voices as well. 

“...didn’t have to punch me so fucking hard!”

“Yeah? Well maybe if you didn’t have your slimy hands all over my things, I wouldn’t have had to bruise your fucking spleen. Don’t be such a pussy, Dougherty!”

 “Fuck you, Hansen.”

“Don’t be sad I have a new plaything and you don’t.”

“Yeah. Just don’t wreck this one like that last girl.”

You struggle in the ropes and try and grunt loudly through the duct tape and the metal anchor that holds the rope loudly jostles. You pick your head up and look to your right as the men come into view.

As you recognize the man who had you on the ground, you couldn’t believe your eyes when you saw the geometric-patterned polo-wearing man who tried to “save” you. 

“I’m so glad you’re awake. I know you must have a lot of questions. But, you’re gonna listen first,” He walks until he can grab onto the ropes that hold you up. Looking down at you, he smiles sweetly. He begins to swing you toward him, letting go and watching as you swing back and forth, “Now, my name is Lloyd Hansen, but you are to call me Sir. You now belong to me. From every thought you have to every step you take. I own all of it. You may be wondering why I chose you of all people. Well, it had to be you, Sunshine. You’re the one.”

You are at his mercy as his hands grope at your tits and he pinches your nipples. You turn your head to look away but he just grabs you by the chin and makes you look at him.

“Now, Sunshine, you take what Sir gives you and you are appreciative. Trust me, this will all make sense later. But for now, I think it’s time I claim what’s mine.” He stalks over to your legs, standing between them. He places a kiss on your left ankle as he grabs at your right thigh. Pulling your core flush with his clothed hardness, you can feel exactly how excited he is to own you.

“I’d hate to interrupt, but–”

“But yet, you are interrupting. What?” Lloyd says as he trails kisses down your calf, his mustache tickling you as he moves.

“Well, I just…you said you would pay me. And I don’t really wanna stay around for whatever this is, honestly.” 

Lloyd finally turns his head to the other man in the room before patting your leg, “I’ll be right back, Sunshine. Don’t you go anywhere, ok?”

Fucking asshole.

Pulling out a wad of cash from his pocket, Lloyd starts counting bills, “So what do you say to…a hundred bucks?”

“I say fuck you if you think I’m taking less than half a yard. Shit, I didn’t even get to fu–”

The pop of a gunshot cuts through not only his sentence but also his left eye. You watch as Lloyd pockets the money and turns back to you with a smile.

“Fuck, ok. I didn’t plan on shooting him in front of you. But…well, I did,” He caresses your cheek before ripping off the tape from your mouth. He tilts his head and raises his eyebrows, expectantly waiting for you to speak.

“What do you want from me?” Your wrists hurt from struggling against the ropes.

“Oh, Sunshine. I want everything from you…eventually. But for now, I want to use your mouth.” He unbuttons and unzips his pants, “Those fucking lips of yours look so delectable.” He traces your bottom lip with his thumb and you debate biting it. Then, you remember the dead guy in the room.

Just comply. He won’t have to hurt you if you comply.

You clear your throat to get Lloyd to look at you. “Um…S-Sir?”

“Look at you calling me Sir already like a good girl,” He beams, looking down at you and holding your face in his murderous hand, “What do you want to ask me?”

“Are you going to kill me, Sir?” You couldn’t stop the fat tears from falling as you blink up at his face. You watched as his smile fell and he crouches to bring his face to your eye level.

“I would love to tell you that I won’t kill you, Sunshine. But it really all depends on you. If you don’t give me a reason to kill you, I won’t kill you. It’s as simple as that, Sunshine.”

You feel your eyes glaze over as you thought about what Lloyd had said. You didn’t want to give him a reason to kill you. You also know that there was no one coming to save you. You had no family, no friends, no roommates. You had lived a solitary life. 

The sound of Lloyd clearing his throat brought you back to reality.

“Use my mouth, Sir.” 

No sooner does the half-sultry half-terrified sentence leave your mouth, than Lloyd is reaching into his chinos to pull out his fat dick as he walks around you. You tilt your head back and are met with his impressive package. Eight inches of veiny length in your face suddenly is a lot to handle. As he strokes himself, he makes sure to keep it just out of reach. You hate yourself for licking your lips and following his hand with your eyes.

He positions his dick slightly over your mouth and squeezes his length from base to tip so that a dribble of pre-cum hits your lips. You snake your tongue out to taste him, the salty bitter taste you expect turns out to be almost sweet. Why couldn’t he just taste terrible?

“Open up, Sunshine.” He steps closer to you as you part your lips. He doesn’t stop pushing in until you feel his balls touch your nose. You close your lips around him and breathe through your nostrils. 

Inhaling deeply, you’re hit with the familiar scent of sweetness mixed with musk—sort of Earthy. If you didn’t know any better, you’d say it was African black soap. You knew the smell very well, you used the body wash every day.

“Fuuuuck, baby. Gonna fuck this throat.” He wraps his large hands around your throat as he pulls out slowly, leaving just the tip before he slams back in making you gag. 

He starts a steady rhythm and soon his balls are slapping you in the face. You can deny it all you want, but the way he fits perfectly in your mouth is obvious. The way your hands clench into fists and unclench denotes the urge to grab him and pull him deeper. 

One of his hands moves from your throat to your tits. Pinching your nipples and groping the soft flesh must not be enough because soon he is slapping at your breasts, getting you to grunt around his dick. The groan that leaves him is so sinful, you wish you could squeeze your thighs together.

But you don’t have time to worry about that because Lloyd is pulling out of your mouth. A string of saliva connects you until he steps back. You try to follow him with your mouth but he’s out of reach too soon.

“Sir?” You don’t like the air of desperation in your voice when you speak. You watch as he moves to the other end of your body and you soon feel his hand roam from your thigh to your pussy.

In one swift motion, Lloyd is inside your cunt. With the grip his hands have on your hips, you know it’s going to hurt tomorrow. But, that’s a later problem because Sir is fucking you like he hates you. You should hate this, but you don’t. At least not yet.

“Fuck, Sunshine…knew your pussy was gonna feel good but DAMN!” 

You can’t help the slew of sounds that escapes your mouth as he fucks you. The last of which sort of sounded like “Hnnnngg”. You feel as if you are going to explode at any minute but a spike of fear hits you as you think about where Lloyd is going to finish. You’re not on birth control. The speed of his thrusts picks up and you can feel him swell inside you. Fuck it.

“Sir, cum with me!”

“Fuck fuck fuck fuuuuuuuuuuck…” Lloyd latches onto your stretched left leg with his teeth, leaving behind deep and angry bite marks as he empties inside you. Pulling out, he watches his spend leak from you, righting his pants.

You are in a state of bliss so deep that you barely register as Lloyd bites into your right thigh enough to break the skin in a few places. But you can feel the sting of his butterfly knife as it moves over your skin.  The letters “LH” well with blood on your leg as silent fat tears roll down your face.  

“Now you can wear my bite mark like the badge of honor that it is. And when that fades, you’ll still have my initials so you can be returned to me if you are ever lost. I don’t plan on losing you, so you better not plan on getting lost, Sunshine.”

“I don’t want to get lost, Sir. I like it here with you.” The tremble in your voice doesn’t hide your fear, and part of you doesn’t want it to. You want him to know he doesn’t have to worry about losing you somehow.

“Think you can behave for a bath and a meal? I’ll have to supervise the bath, of course. And we’d be eating together. Unless you like being hungry, in your own filth with my cum dripping out of you all night. What do you say?” Lloyd offers, the fingers of one hand ghosting over his initials on your thigh.

“Would I still have to be tied up, Sir?” So many questions you could have asked, but you picked this one. 

Maybe if your hands were free, you could…do what? Fight him? Pick a lock? 

No, just comply. You can do this. 

“You won’t be tied up, but I do have a gift for you upstairs. But you can only have it if you’re a good girl. Are you gonna be a good girl, Sunshine?” While he spoke, he dragged a fingernail from your thigh to your upper torso as he walked around your body to your head.

“I’ll be a good girl for you, Sir. I promise.” The words on your tongue felt both foreign and familiar. Almost like you weren’t afraid for him to hurt you. 

You were afraid that he wouldn’t. And that scared you more than anything. 

Part II

A/N: There will be more of this. I’ve never written for Lloyd before but I enjoyed him as the little devil on my shoulder.

@raccoon-eyed-rebel @peyton-warren

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[rowretro]

✧𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍✧

WARNINGS: non I know of

✧taglist✧: @heeseung-min @jaeneohee @lovingvoidgoatee @neruishoon (anyone I may have missed)

✧CHAPTER 14✧

"Babe maybe we should get something in the garden for them to play with~" y/n said with a smile "Like a big playhouse to play in?" he asked as y/n gasped "Omg that's so cute!" she smiled as she turned to the babies that were giggling at some Halloween decorations. "Babe we have to be nicer-" y/n warned as Sunghoon frowned "Im not saying anything mean, i just said the word mean, how is that not nice enough coming from me?" Sunghoon reasoned as y/n frowned at him.

"Babe look! a princess castle... Wait no- look at that one- barbie's dreamhouse!" Y/n pointed out as Sunghoon ruffled her hair. "Honestly I think it's perfect, 3 stories, big enough for the twins to spend time in, something we can work on together~" Sunghoon sang, as he smiled at the girl. "Aw Sunghoon you're so fucking cute when you're happy, why can't you be happy all the timeeee?" y/n pouted as Sunghoon rolled his eyes.

And in perfect timing, a certain someone appeared before her and Sunghoon. "Ah Sunghoon~ and if it isn't the pretty y/n~" Yeonjun complimented. Y/n nervously laughed knowing how possessive Sunghoon gets when a man compliments his y/n, his hands balling into fists, "mama~" Avaani whined, wanting to get carried, the girl smiles, picking up the baby. "Ah so you finally gave birth, wow I haven't seen you in so long then Hooners... If you're done shopping may I treat you to lunch?" Yeonjun asked with a sweet, fake smile as y/n turned to Sunghoon.

"Babe? Will you be ok with that? maybe seeing your kind brother the kids will be kind too!" y/n pointed out, still clueless about the little conflict between the 2 brothers "I see your wife says yes~" he smirked as Sunghoon held back his anger "Babe, we'll grab a quick meal and leave straight after." Sunghoon simply said not liking the idea of Yeonjun  one bit.

God all the things he was holding back from doing, feeling the girls’ eyes on him. Sunghoon watched as Yeonjun flirted lowkey, and how he checked her out so shamelessly, purposely pissing Sunghoon off by getting a little touchy with y/n. Yeonjun  was really asking for it. Watching y/n cluelessly smile and converse with his brother was pretty tough to put up with, but hearing Yeonjun mildly slip in some filthy compliments in a sugar coated manner pissed the male off more.

Sunghoon ordered himself a hot drink as he busied himself with baby Anaya who was still awake. The baby softly gripped onto Sunghoon’s finger, her curious eyes meeting Sunghoon’s. The man’s heart fluttered at how adorable his baby girl was, smiling as he let her shake his hand around. He was still keeping an eye on Yeonjun though, not trusting him one bit. “Hmm maybe you should come by my bar some day” Yeonjun randomly said as Sunghoon immediately turned to him, glaring at the smirking demon before him. Before Sunghoon could even say a word, y/n spoke up with a smile.

“I’m afraid I have to turn down your offer… me and Hoon will be busy with the babies, and any free time we get, we like to spend alone… sorry” She kindly apologize, as Sunghoon turned back to the babies, smiling. Not only did she turn down the offer, but she called him Hoon, god that girl is so cute. However, Sunghoon was still wary, what if she simply turned it down because she wanted to avoid being locked in the basement?....

"Awww look at Avaani, she's sleeping while hugging Anaya's arm" y/n cooed as baby Anaya whined softly, trying to pull out of her sister's grip. Sunghoon softly, pulled the baby away, treating them as if they were delicate little angels, as if even the tiniest mistake would snap them. "Bit of a selfish sister eh? sort of like Sunghoon" Yeonjun joked as he stared at baby Anaya.

Some joke that was. It's clear, Yeonjun hated those babies as they were a result of Sunghoon and y/n, and Sunghoon was no stranger to this greedy bitch side of Yeonjun. The nerve to even make a comment on one of his angels. Sunghoon opens his extremely hot drink and accidentally spills it on Yeonjun, with a smirk. "oops... accident my bad." He simply said as the two demons glared at each other, their red eyes glowing like a fire opal gem put in the sunlight.

"Babe- I think we should head home, babies are sleepy..." Y/n said as Sunghoon turned to her, the red in his eyes long gone. "Kay lets head home sweetheart, we can build the castle while they sleep" he said with a smile as he got up, making sure the babies were safe inside the pushchair before leaving the building, his hands on the pushchair as he forced y/n to walk in the tiny space between him and his pushchair, not liking his angels being away from him for even just a split second...

✧𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍✧

[etherealnoir]

So is Margaret just gon be mad at Gabi forever? It’s like she’s forgotten that Sir actually held Gabby captive and is acting like Gabi just went out and grabbed that bitch for funsies! I liked the back-and-forth for a while but now it’s getting annoying like girl I thought you were a miss notice at and endless compassion like what all happened to that? 

Here’s why I can’t get mad at Margaret for being angry:

Gabi had everyone thinking Hugh was out in the wind. Lacy was terrified, and everytime Lacy came to Gabi with concerns, Gabi brushed it off as “Sir is gone. It’s fine.” Knowing good and goddamn well he was in her basement and NOT “gone.” She had multiple opportunities to either come clean or kill him, and she did neither until she was forced to do so bc Lacy’s life was being threatened. By the time she decided to come clean, he was already out and Lacy’s fears were confirmed, even though she trusted Gabi’s word.

She says she wasn’t in her right mind when she took him, and I understand that. I empathize with it. However, 9 months passed. And at some point, she realized she fucked up. She still lied in everyone’s face and put people in danger as a result, because she 1) for some reason thought she could handle it and 2) was afraid of the fallout.

Lastly, if your life’s work is about finding people who are missing/taken, being an abductor can ruin the reputation of M&A as a firm. Because anyone could easily point to Gabi and be like “Why should we hire you when you clearly think captivity is ok if the reasons are justified?”

I personally think that if she wasn’t going to go full crazy and beat that man to death in her basement, taking him and only sorta kinda being mean to him sometimes wasn’t worth the series of events occurring now.

ETA: We all saw how she was ready to throw hands with Dhan when Gabi was taken. And that was because she thought he was irresponsible. So I’m not surprised that she would also have severe negative feelings about Gabi after Lacy’s abduction.

[panickingpansexuality]

I Can't Leave You Part 2.

Part 1

Elliot x GN! Reader

Mentions of Divorce

Suspected cheating (no actual cheating)

The room was horribly still, neither of them spoke for a moment until Elliot could bear the silence no longer, with a careful step forward he spoke:

"Darling…(y/n).."

"I'll sign them.." (y/n)s voice was small and broken. "If this is what you want then.."

"What?" Elliot breathed out "No." Elliot said firmly, he walked over to them and ripped the papers from their hands, they fell to the floor, Elliot put his hands on his partners shoulders gently.

"Let me go." (Y/n) stated, their voice regaining its strength. "You're not happy with me so I'm not going to beg you to stay."

"No, no baby, (y/n), my love, listen to me I'm an idiot ok? I love you."

"No you don't." (Y/n) said as they started crying, they turned their face from his and struggled from his grasp.

"I do." He said, begging them to believe him.

"No you don't!" They sobbed out.

Elliot let their shoulders go and pulled them close, hanging onto them as tight as he could.

(y/n) struggled against him, "If you loved me you wouldn't have signed them! Now let me go!"

"No!" Elliot said. "I'm not divorcing you, I'm not leaving you and I'm not letting you sign those damn papers."

"But you're the one who signed them first!" (Y/n) yelled, their body gave out and their knees crumbled beneath them, Elliot gently lowered them both to the floor, they leaned against the bed frame for support.

"I'm sorry," Elliot said crying. "Oh Yoba, I'm so sorry (y/n)."

His grip was nonetheless looser and (y/n) struggled against him.

"You complete jerk!" (Y/n) said against him.

"I know," Elliot said crying, "(Y/n) please forgive me." 

Finally (y/n) broke free of his grip and stood, Elliot stood with them worried they'd snatch the papers up and sign them.

"I was throwing them away." Elliot said, "I only signed the first page, nothing else."

"You had a reason to sign the first page." (Y/n) said coldly.

"But I had a reason to not sign the other pages." Elliot countered.

"I love you, I mean that, please, I can't loose you."

(Y/n) moved past him, straight to the door and this time Elliot didn't stop them, he let them go as the door closed, it didn't bang shut but the click still echoed around the house.

(Y/n) went to Marus and Sebastian's place, their parents thankfully didn't ask questions, but they knew that the two of them would and to make matters worse Sam was in the basement so he of course came up to see what was happening.

After (y/n) explained to them what happened in the basement the four of them were quiet for a moment.

"I'll go get some tea," Maru said getting up. 

"Ya know I think I'll help." Sam said getting up.

Which left Sebastian and (y/n) alone in the basement.

"Do you need a hug?" Sebastian asked.

"Yeah." (Y/n) said nodding. 

Sebastian sat next to them on the couch and pulled them close, letting (y/n) cry into them.

"That man's got to be the stupidest and luckiest son of a bitch I know." Sebastian said 

"What?" (Y/n) said breaking the hug.

"He signed them, you found them, he begged you not to sign them, and you didn't. That's luck."

"No," (y/n) said, wiping their eyes, "it just means I'm the stupid one."

"No," Sebastian sighed, "you're just in love."

"How could he do this?" (Y/n) said shaking their head. "What did I do so wrong?"

They sniffled and looked over at Sebastian who gave them a tissue.

"You know him." (Y/n) said, "I mean have you heard anything at the Saloon?"

Sebastian thought for a moment, a few times he had heard Elliot drunkly ask Leah if he married the right person or how to know if someone still loved them.

"I think he thinks you don't love him." Sebastian said calmly.

"What?" (Y/n) gasped out, "I mean we've been distant the past couple of months but it's something that happens to people it doesn't mean it's permanent."

"It's just what I heard him talking to Leah about."

(Y/n) let out a sob and Maru came running down the stairs, she knelt down by her friend and grasped their hands.

"What if he wants to marry her instead." (Y/n) cried, "Oh my Yoba I knew it." 

"No," Maru said gently, "No it's not that sweetie."

"What?" Sebastian asked.

Maru sighed looking over at her brother for a quick moment:

"When they were engaged, (y/n) wondered if they should've let Elliot date and marry Leah instead, because they thought…"

The words didn't need to be said.

Sebastian wanted to comfort them and say: "That isn't true," or "He loves you like loves an addiction" or whatever crappy poetic thing he could say but…but it was possible at this moment it was entirely possible.

(Y/n) shook their head and whipped the tears away.

"I need to go sign those papers, he'll be happier without someone like me."

"MARU!" Sam yelled nervously, "CAN YOU COME UP HERE PLEASE?!"

Maru ran up the stairs as she ran Sebastian turned to (y/n) and carefully moved his left hand to wipe a stray tear on their cheek.

"Listen to me, you are the greatest thing that's happened to that man and if he can't see that, it's his fault (y/n) it has nothing to do with you. Understand?"

They nodded, they took Sebastian's hand into both of theirs and gently removed it from their face, and started to cry again;

"Yoba, Sebastian, you're such a wonderful friend."

Meanwhile Elliot was pacing the house, he felt like he was losing them and it was all his fault. There had to be something he could do, but it would take a miracle for him to figure out what. 

There was a knock on the door and he ran to answer it, hoping that it was (y/n), his heart leapt for joy but when opened the door it plummeted: Leah was there with a basket of deserts from the bakery.

One look at her friend and Leah let herself in.

"What happened?" She asked, pulling the hood of her yellow raincoat down. 

"Where's (y/n)?"

Elliot started to cry and Leah looked around the room and saw a paper packet in the threshold of the bedroom and living room, she walked forward and picked it up. When she read it she looked between Elliot and the packet, then walked to the fire and threw it in.

"Why?" She asked.

"I don't know." He sobbed out, "I'm an idiot Leah, please, please tell me how I can make this better."

Leah sighed and took a seat at the table, she thought for a moment, Elliot was completely tired so he took a seat on the couch, the farmers scent surrounded him an instant.

"You need to go to them." Leah stated, "Where did they go?"

For a moment Elliot fought with himself, thinking of all the places they could currently go to, without another word Elliot went out the door, the day before it had rained pretty heavily the day before leaving a decent amount of mud which was perfect because it left his partners fresh prints in the mud telling where they were. Leah followed running to catch up with him.

"Do you have any idea what you're going to say to them?" She asked

"I'm gonna beg," he said, "on my knees if I have to."

"You need to explain to her that you still love them."

"I'll do more than that." He said.

He would, he'd tell them it was all a mistake that he would spend every waking moment trying to make it up to them.

Elliot arrived at Robin's nearly soaked through his jacket, beside him Leah was mostly dry under hers, he looked over nervously at his friend.

"What is it?" She asked.

"Sebastian has a crush on (y/n) and if he's here with her..he could have convinced her to sign the documents."

Leah replied softly: "That's just the chance you're going to need to take then." 

Elliot turned back to the door knowing she was right and knocked and waited, the curtain opened and revealed Sam peaking through the window, he let the curtain close and from behind the door he could hear muffled voices, at first they were quiet then they grew into an argument that Elliot had a good feeling was about him.

Robin answered the door, Sam and Maru behind her, Maru glaring at him and Sam looking like he was going to die if he held in his laughter anymore. 

Robin looked him up and down, arms crossed refusing to say a thing.

"I know I messed up." Elliot said, "Please if they're here let me see them." 

"Why?" Maru asked behind Robin who still wasn't speaking she was continuing to look at him with cold eyes.

"I love them." Elliot said, "It was a mistake to even consider a divorce I can't function properly without them."

Robin held up her hand as Maru made a move to speak again.

"We've been distant lately and I thought that they didn't love me anymore and..I figured that maybe it was time maybe we ran our course but I realized that we're not the love that fizzes out, at least I don't want us to be."

Robin sighed, she looked beside her and Elliot saw Demetrius, he gave his wife a soft look and she nodded.

"I'll ask if she wants to talk to you." She left the doorway open, Demetrius let him and Leah in, Sam greeted her warmly but Maru looked stiff with her greeting, Elliot didn't try his luck to move any further than the doorway.

Downstairs Sebastian was holding onto (y/n) tightly, they laid back on the couch, the farmer nearly asleep after a near thirty minutes of crying.

 Sebastian wouldn't lie he had a crush on the farmer for a long time, before they got married to Elliot and he hated the small part of him that hoped the divorce would go through. 

"I need to go home." (Y/n) said getting up.

"Do you really want to right now?" Sebastian asked.

"It's my house, if he doesn't want to be there then he can go back to his place on the beach."

Sebastian smiled at them.

"I'll go with you." He said getting up, there was a knock on the door and Robin came in.

"Hey (y/n), Elliot wants to talk to you."

"He came here?" (Y/n) asked.

Robin nodded and Sebastian's face hardened slightly, enough for his mother to notice but not for (y/n) to notice.

The three went upstairs, Robin and Sebastian first, Sebastian's hand entangled with (y/n)s as a supportive gesture, Robin and Sebastian stood in front of the farmer just enough for (y/n) to be guarded in case they wanted to go back down. Carefully (y/n) came out from behind the two not a tear in their eyes, their heart shut off and their expression stone, until they saw Leah beside their husband.

"Get your hand off of my spouse!" Elliot growled out.

Sebastian pulled (y/n) closer glaring at the writer.

"Funny thing for you to say when you've brought her here."

Leah looked up and down at Sebastian unsure of what he was referring to.

"You're leaving me for her aren't you?" (Y/n) asked their voice wobbly.

"Hell no," Leah answered in time with Elliots rushed "Absolutely not!"

"I'm gay (y/n), Elliot's just a friend I swear."

"Oh," (y)n said nervously, they rubbed the back of their neck and felt their face heating up, they sighed and turned to their husband.

"Sebastian." Elliot said annoyed. "Now do me a favor and let go of my spouse" 

Sebastian looked down at (y/n) who let go of his hand, he held on a moment longer before walking back to the basement.

"Do you want to go outside to talk or somewhere else?" (Y/n) asked.

"Nah, here's a perfect place." Sam said from his place on the wall, Demetrius sent him a glare and the man's smirk dimmed slightly.

"We'll be in the kitchen if you need us." Robin said, dragging Sam by the back of his jacket, the rest of them followed.

"(Y/n) I…" Elliots voice failed him, he took a breath then spoke again:

"I understand if you want to leave me especially if you've found a connection with Sebastian but if there's still a chance.." 

"Tell me how I can take you home." He pleaded.

(Y/n) looked shocked for a moment to even think of something going on with Sebastian was impossible (at least in their mind) taking a deep breath they began to speak:

"Sebastian and I are nothing more than friends so get the thought of me loving anyone else out of your head. 

Now, why did you want to divorce me?" The cold in their voice broke Elliots heart a little more than it already was.

"I thought..I thought we didn't love each other anymore and that maybe we had just run our course."

"But I was wrong, (y/n) I love you, I've loved since the moment I saw you on the beach and I understand if my actions are unforgivable," tears were starting to fill Elliots' eyes, he took a breath to try and stop them.

"But I will love you for the rest of my life and I will devote everyday to making it up to you, you're my muse, my world, the reason I can write, that I can function."

The tears were falling freely now.

"Please just let me prove it to you."

(Y/n) stepped forward tears ready to fall and to distract him from them they leaned and kissed him, Elliot wrapped his arms around kissed them like it was the last time, their hearts full and the spark that was thought to be dimmed grew once more and it refused to be sniffed out, Elliot felt one of (y/n)s hand that was on his shoulder moved up into his hair it gripped the back of his hair in the roots and he groaned into the kiss, they broke for air, Elliot going back in for breathless pecks.

"Elliot," (y/n) breathed

Elliot hummed in acknowledgement and kissed their cheek.

"This doesn't mean I forgive you." They said.

"I know," Elliot said quieter, the kisses slowing. "It also means if I even think about leaving you that you'll leave me in the mines."

(Y/n) chuckled and pulled away, Elliot rested his forehead on theirs, terrified to let them go.

"It may be a while before I can trust us again."

Pain registered on Elliots' face but he nodded, 

"I'll do what I can to earn it back." 

"Good," (y/n) said, "Don't make me regret it."

"Never." Elliot said, grabbing their other hand and placing a kiss on it. 

They went home and went straight to bed, (y/n) waiting until Elliot was asleep before curling up to him, they released a sigh of relief gently holding his hand with their own, grateful that he was staying because at the moment (y/n) didn't believe that they had the strength to leave him either.

[genderflu1dwh0r]

Tori had been dating this guy, Chris. He was an average guy, he often bought Tori flowers. He thought he knew her so well, he never thought he was wrong about her, he never thought he was wrong about anything.

The gang was sitting at their usual table for lunch, Chris was sitting next to Tori, while Jade sat opposite of her. Chris was being all lovey dovey, while Tori wanted to have an actual conversation with her friends. They were talking about girls, what guys should and shouldn't do or say. The boys were taking one side while the girls were telling them what girls actually wanted. "No no, women love flowers, they all do." Chris chipped in, Jade glared at him, tilting her head. "Oh really? Cause last time I checked, Tori doesn't like flowers, they die in the span of days and she has allergies. She would prefer something that doesn't die and then gets thrown away. She wants teddy bears and things that she can bond over, dipshit." She growled, she hated all the boys that tried to get with Tori.

Tori raised her brows, smiling. Chris scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Then why does Tori smile and take them? She loves them." He said smirking. The table got quiet, waiting for Jade to respond, Beck preparing to lunge and grab Jade when things went south. The goth laughed at Chris, fixing her skirt before crossing her arms. "You are that fucking stupid, Jesus Christ." She chuckled before licking her lips then sighing. "She takes them so she won't hurt your feelings, pretty boy." She flicked her eyebrows up. "Boys will get their little hearts broken way too easily. They punch holes in their basement walls, they lash out over the littlest things." She said glaring at him, Chris only huffed and put an arm around Tori. "I know Tori, she-" Jade immediately stood up, slamming her hands on the table. Her short temper taking over. "You haven't even known her for two months! You do not know her, you don't know her favorite song! You don't know her blood type! You don't know her favorite holiday! You don't know her middle name!" Jade yelled, watching Chris flinch a bit.

She kept going, her eyes burning holes in the buy before her. "Katy Perry's, I Kissed a Girl! Type O! Christmas! Victoria Dawn Vega!" She spat as she counted on her fingers, she then grabbed her coffee and uncapped it before throwing it on him. "What's her favorite drink!? Hot chocolate! What was her first word!? Dada! Who's her favorite cartoon character!? Kim Possible!" She was upset, people think they know someone, but then they can't answer simple questions. Everyone by them watched in amusement, Beck got up and grabbed Jade by the shoulder. "Alright, cowboy. Let's settle down." He said showing a little smile, he tried to not get hit. Jade kept glaring at Tori's boyfriend. Chris got up, scoffing at the now warm coffee all over him, he looked up at her. "What the fuck is your problem, bitch?" He growled, he quickly backed up when Jade lunged. Beck grabbed her and held her back, but Jade got out of his hold.

Tori had gotten up after her, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her against her front. "Jade, Jade! Hey, it's ok!" She tried to reassure her, wanting Jade to relax. Jade struggled against her grip, feeling tears sting her eyes, she tried to grab Chris, but he was just out of her grasp. "Fuck you! Fuck you!" Jade shouted, she then felt a hand start to play with her hair, making sure to not undo the waves in it. She got distracted and relaxed in the touch. Tori smiled softly, she kept going. "There we go, good girl." she said softly, turning Jade towards her. She saw the tears, she frowned slightly, she wiped them away with her thumb. Jade sighed softly, relaxing into her touch. Everyone just blinked at them, surprised at how Tori could calm the girl. Chris quickly furrowed his brows. "Is she gay?" He pointed at Jade, scoffing. Of course, he was homophobic, his features turned into disgust. He took the empty coffee cup off of the ground and threw it at the back of Jade's head before turning to leave. Gasps were heard.

Jade just stood there, nothing in her eyes except tears. She was frozen, she didn't feel when Tori let go of her and walk away. She was stuck staring at the ground, tears fell from her eyes, her makeup running, her shoulders slumped. She felt hands on her, she heard Cat, but couldn't figure out what she was saying. Everything felt blurry and fuzzy. Everything felt wrong. There was yelling, she could barely make out something hitting the ground, wet noises. She slowly looked over, Cat tried to cover her eyes, but she pushed her hands away. She watched Tori, she was on top of Chris, straddling his back, she slammed his face into the concrete. She watched as Beck, Andre, and a few other guys trying to get Tori off of him. She watched as blood surrounded her. She watched teachers running over. She watched as chaos flooded the space.

Tori was finally ripped off of Chris, getting held back by multiple guys, some were teachers. She looked over at Jade, all she wanted to do was run over and hug her, tell her that everything was going to be ok, that she was safe now. Jade just stood there, her eyes locked on Tori's. She slowly made it over, pushing people out of the way. Beck told the people holding Tori back to let go, when they didn't, he yelled, demanding. They let go, watching at Tori ran to Jade. The two girls grabbed each other by the head, lips connecting, Tori still had blood on her. Once they pulled away, they pressed their foreheads together, smiling softly at each other. "I don't think I ever told you my middle name." Tori chuckled, playing with the girls hair. Jade smiled. "I went through your medical records, remember? I know things about you that you don't even know about you." She said softly, Tori scoffed playfully, pushing Jade's face away.

She went wide eyed as principal Helen came running over, yelling her name. She looked over, her hands still on Jade. "My office, now!" She yelled, getting over to her and grabbing her arm. Tori sighed, looking at Jade, giving her her doe eyed stare. "Later." She said softly, she didn't want to leave Jade's side, she just wanted to keep talking and holding her. Jade quickly grasped Tori's wrist. "I'm not letting go." She said slightly smiling as she started to walk. Tori smiled more as they walked into the school with Helen. Helen dragged Tori down the hallway, making people make a pathway for them. Once they got outside of the principal's office, Helen looked at Jade. "You need to stay out until Tori's punishment is delt with." She spoke, still holding Tori's wrist. Jade shook her head, ready to get into an argument. "No, I need to be with her. I can't be alone." She spoke as she watched Helen, she really didn't want to be alone. Helen sighed as she knew there would be an argument.

Minutes went by, the two argued while Tori watched. Each of her arms were being held by the two in front of her. Eventually Helen gave in and dragged them both inside her office, demanding them both to sit. Tori sat, but Jade stood by her, she liked being a brat. Helen sat, looking up at Jade. "Sit! Now!" She demanded, slamming a hand on her desk. Jade raised her brows in amusement and sat beside Tori in the seat, still holding onto her. Soon enough, sirens were getting closer, ambulance and cop cars. Tori remembered her dad was a cop, she pursed her lips and inhaled. She tried to prepare herself. Jade moved her hand to hold Tori's, rubbing her thumb against the other girls skin. She was trying to be as relaxing to her as possible. It kind of worked, but Tori was definitely still overwhelmed.

The clock ticked, soon the door swung open, the office lady letting Mr. Vega inside. Tori didn't even turn her head, she kept her eyes situated at her lap. Jade and Helen looked, both waved, but Jade with a wide smile. David slightly waved, before walking to Tori's side and looking down at her. Tori was surprised to have the top of her head kissed and her back rubbed. She looked up at her dad in confusion. David just smiled softly at her. "Hey, kid." He said grabbing a chair from the corner and sitting in it next to her. Tori relaxed and looked at Jade, who was smiling at her. She rolled her eyes lovingly as she looked up at Helen, who's expression was softer. What was going on, why were people... not mad? She didn't understand, she thought she would be scolded and suspended or expelled. Helen started to talk, making sure Tori knew that she was safe and she understood.

Tori kinda spaced off, she was just glad that she wasn't going to jail. Only getting sent home early. When they were sent out, David pulled Tori into a tight hug, Jade let go. Tori hugged back, letting herself cry. They stayed like that until Jade started to pout and whine, the two looked over at her. "Yes?" Tori asked, amused, wiping her tears from her eyes. Jade sighed dramatically and crossed her arms. "I get that you two are having a moment, but I would like Tori back." She said not looking at them. Tori laughed and quickly hugged Jade, kissing her temple. "Awe, does someone need my attention?" She teased, soon feeling Jade kiss her. Mr. Vega cleared his throat, raising his brows. The two girls looked at him, Tori giving a sheepish smile. "Sorry dad." She giggled, moving to hold Jade's hand. All three headed out, Jade quickly had an idea. "Male Vega-" She quickly shook her head, fixing what she said. "I mean-" she chuckled, "Mr. Vega." she said, making the other two stop.

Jade had a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Can we leave in your cop car? I want to be dramatic." She said with a smile, holding Tori's hand. David laughed, nodding. "Alright but act sad." He said walking them out of the doors, everyone had their eyes fixed on them. They watched as David brought the two to his car, Tori got in the passenger side, because she got carsick easier if she sat in the back. Jade took the backseat, smirking at the crowd. She went wide eyed at seeing Cat shoving Mr. Vega out of the way and slamming her hands against the glass. "Tori!! Jade!! Are you okay!?" She yelled, tears filled her eyes. Jade nodded, watching David roll his eyes before opening the door for her to get in. Cat immediately jumped in, her arms wrapped around Jade. "Are you going to prison!?" She asked, very loudly. Jade flinched, nodding. "Yup, we are going for life." She joked, she quickly had to backtrack when Cat started to sob uncontrollably.

Beck, Andre, and Robbie showed up, they had questions. Tori leaned over to see them, she started to explain that they weren't going to jail or prison, only that Jade wanted to be dramatic. The boys nodded before going wide eyed when they heard Trina. She was confused and had thrown a rock at Robbie's head (I have been laughing at this for minutes, help) She was very worried for her sister, she had seen the stuff after Tori and Jade went to the office. She heard about what happened then saw her dad taking Tori and Jade to his cop car. Her very logical response was to throw a rock at Robbie's head, why? She never answered why, only going over to the passenger side to Tori and making sure she was ok. Beck and Andre sighed as they helped Robbie up, dusting him off and checking his head.

David whistled loudly, making the group look at him. "Let me take these two home. Everyone else, please move." He said getting into his seat. Everyone said their goodbyes, Tori telling them that they could come visit afterschool if they wanted. Once they were on the road, Jade broke out into laughter. "Today was so weird." She said, not knowing entirely if this was real or not. Tori looked at her, smiling. "It really was, but now we can relax at my house." She said smiling, she was very much in love with this girl. Jade smiled at her, tilting her head. "Can't wait." She said leaning back in her seat, fixing her skirt. When they settled down on Tori's couch, Tori asked, "So... what are we?" She asked, Jade didn't look at her, only looking at the coffee table. Tori hummed, wrapping her arms around Jade and bringing them down, she laid on top of her. "We don't have to put a label on it, if you don't want to." Tori said softly.

Jade looked at her, smiling. "Girlfriends." She said softly, putting a strand of Tori's hair behind her ear. Tori smiled wide at her, nodding. "I like the sound of that." She said moving up and kissing her girlfriend. Jade kissed back, wrapping her arms around her. She felt so safe in Tori's grasp, she gave great hugs, but she wouldn't admit that.

[bos-basement]

ahhhhhhh i finally finished reading the script (link here, also if you know of any other scripts from earlier or later in production plz send, i would like to read those too)

and here are some of my notes!

bo sustains a knee injury, as well as the headlight getting busted here, in a cut intro you can view some of here, this would also be the only time he is shown to kill someone

nick is two years younger then carly, so they arent twins

paige wanted to marry blake instead of her being pregnent (which still doesnt matter in the end, seriously why was this her character detail?)

script implies its vincent at the campsite due to his laboured breathing, but bts implies that lester broke the fanbelt (i think its vincent cuz why would he have daltons camera?)

the roadkill pit is 8 foot deep and 50 feet in diameter

town used to be called Athelston, also used to be a mining town instead of having a sugar mill

lester fully enjoys being sadistic to carly and wade lmao

movie theater says its playing body snatchers lol

script takes into account louisiana heat (as well as infrastructure) for the house of wax

both bo and lester have a cb radio, def how they communicate about victims, also fake detour signs to lure people into town

the line about how carly could win the beauty pageant gets way darker when you know the victim from the cut intro was made into that wax figure

bo says trudy wanted to make a town of wax in his spiel to wade and carly, is this also a lie? also adds more credence to the theory that trudy also killed

victor and trudy switch places in the story, victor dies by house fire (full on lie which shows the story is at least not all true) and trudy kills herself

bo wouldve asked wade to help him in the house if he didnt need to go piss, bo had zero thought into killing them lmao

continuing he prolly talked to vince about a plan while wade and carly waited for him at the gas station

wade puts up more of a fight, very glad the movie didnt, that bitch deserved to get got cuz of all his snooping

carly escapes into a house (lesters mayhaps 👀 prolly not tho lol) instead of the church, she also gets a hit on bos hand

also escapes into community pool where bo catches her

jonesy is prolly vincents, she sleeps in the basement while he works on wade

"Bo (mocking) : What happened to Wade?" hes so silly goofy 🥰🤪😚

dalton and nick dont have a conversion about how nick took the blame for him

script makes a typo and calls nick wade for a line

dalton is the one to check out the gas station and talk with bo, bo leads him to the house of wax

ok i have to talk about the fanbelt now cuz wtf is up with it? bo has a 15 inch in a drawer at the shop, but like no one can appreciate the dramatic irony except us and him?? what would he have done if wade had a 16 or 14 inch?? do they only go after cars with 15 inch fanbelts????

ALSO!!! would he have just let wade and carly go if they had found the 15 inch????? BO IS FUCKING STUPID AND I LOVE HIM

AND!!!! ALSO!!!! as @hollabackgrl pointed out in her alternate scenarios post, what would have happened if lester/vincent stole the fanbelt out of blakes truck?? seriously bo lucked into wade having a 15 inch 😒

bo uses he/him pronouns for jonesy 😔😔 sad day for us girl jonesy truthers 😔😔😔

also the script keeps calling her "The Mongrel" so mean to her 😔😔😔 (p.s. where did we get the name jonesy??? like did the fandom just agree on that name or is it in some extras in the dvd? /gen)

nick is abke to go into the snack store? grocery store? and finds a deer that wade hit at the start in the back, id like to believe that its because lester was going to cook it but its infested with rats, so why keep it and not throw it into the pit?

dalton finds wade in the basement instead of being displayed

vincent has steeled toed boots, nice :)

nicks still the one to free carly, there just no confrontatiom with bo

nick and carly go into the church still

script mentions shotgun wound in trudys head, so some of bos story is true,,, maybe?

paige does a strip tease but vince slices at her shoe? lmao

nick and carly run into a looney toons showing instead of "whatever happened to baby jane"

diversity win! the murderous twins that incase people in wax dont discriminate on who dies!

bo and vincent hadnt been seperated until 3-4 years old??

bos able to get both arrows out, movie bo needs to step up his game 😒😒 /j

i love how the script characterizes vincent as super pissed about everything

switch board has a label for chimney smoke??? how tf does that work???

bo and vincent never argue in the kitchen, in fact it seems as though theyre more in tune with eachother

we gotta cancel nick, he hits jonesy with a wax arm >:[

bos feelings towards trudy vexes me and i hate it

vincents scars are described differently, having actually been scarred over

carly aggitates bo by saying trudy hated him (which he hates?? seriously what tf goes on in his head) and saying he killed her instead of trying to get vincent on her side by saying bo manipulated him (which is bs anyway but i'll get to that in my analysis on the movie 😌😌)

And thats it! actual deep thoughts and analysis will come when i rewatch the movie and pause every frame /hj (will add link here when that happens) but thats everything i found interesting about the script and what all changed from it to the actual movie, im open to discussing in the comments or my dms ^^

[kai-anderson-whore]

He's a cult leader part 9 (kai Anderson x fem reader series)

Warnings: smutt, y/n and kai arguing, kai is a Warning in itself but its okay cause kai is a sexy little swine, y/n being a bad bitch to kai's volunteers

Part 8 here

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You were cleaning the house waiting on kai returning home from the hospital with winter, scrubbing the house from top to bottom with the help from beverly and ivy kai still waiting on his results for the next senator.

"Thank you for helping me I wouldn't be able to get all this done on time on my own" you chuckled scrubbing the kitchen tiles, "no problem y/n" ivy smiled mopping the floor, you wanted the place spotless for kai especially the living room where he would need to rest till his leg heals better.

The music playing from the TV to keep you busy as you cleaned 'ball and chain' by janis joplin playing you mumbled along to the lyrics, "winter says she's just waiting on them discharging kai" Harrison informed you hadn't really spoken to him since the whole Meadow situation happened, The only time you spoken to him since that was her funeral where he went off his head at you.

A few hours later winter came back assisting kai into the house, "kai it's good to see you back" Gary smiled greeting his divine ruler, "it's good to be back gary" he smiled back easing himself on the sofa, you grabbed a cushion resting it on the table so he can keep his leg up to heal.

"Thank you" he smiled at you making you smile back, "no problem me, ivy and beverly spent the full day cleaning making sure everything was nice for you coming home" you said kai nodded in appreciation.

You spent the rest of the night attending to kai's needs with the help from winter you were exhausted now finally sitting on the sofa with kai watching a movie, "I'll have to go and teach a kid tomorrow but winter will be here to help" you smiled, "ok what time will you be back?" Kai asked his arm around your shoulder pulling you closer to him, "I'll be back around 6pm just in time for your results" you replied eyes fixed on the tv infront of you.

The next evening you entered the house to see the news in the living room kai waiting on his results you placed your bag on the coffee table taking a seat between kai and winter, kai on the phone waiting to see if he won or not.

You felt nervous but you already knew kai won regardless with all the hard work you all had put in to put the fear of God into Michigan and it was working well now, kai pulled the phone away from his ear turning to you and winter with a smile on his face.

"WE WON" he beamed bringing to both in for a hug you were proud of him he won he's now councilman "I knew you could do it kai" you smiled as he pulled away from you and winter to place a kiss on your lips, you knew that this was only the beginning of the end things would just go downhill from here.

To say you were fearful was an understatement but you would stand by kai's side after all you do love him with everything in you despite everything with Meadow the craziness of his mind you would always stick by him and winter too kai was truly grateful for that.

Kai pulled away from your kiss to see a notification of a retweet from Aaron trump which made him even more excited like a little boy in a toy store, you looked at winter with a soft smile in which she returned but you could see in her eyes that she was dreading what was to come next from kai.

The camera men for the news left about 10 minutes later leaving the three of you alone, you went down into the basement to play your guitar sitting on the floor, your back pressing against the back of the sofa as you started playing the tune you were working on weeks prior.

"Jim takes me down he's a fire eater"

"Before the dawn of the valley shine"

"Jim takes me down to the river all the way past the mines"

You didn't realise that kai was at the bottom of the basement stairs listening to you play the guitar and sing it always mesmerised him the way your emotions pour out when you sing.

"Girls in nightgowns hold their hands forever"

"Girls with pink lips cultivate the sound"

"They watch we kiss on a bed of roses as he lays me down"

"He's a fire eater, he's a cult leader, he's a big believer"

"In anything from the 70s said that LSD could be good for me"

"Lay down, lay down"

Kai listened to every lyric in the song taking in the references to Jim Jones and the manson family he knew the song was about him and the cult he was impressed to say the least.

"Jim takes me down to the village diner"

"Makes them believe that there's nothing wrong"

"Parades me round like his fucking daughter"

"All the way bow down"

You still hadn't noticed kai's presents in the basement yet your back still behide the sofa you didn't really want him to hear the song it was something you didn't know if he'd like or be mad at but it was kai he's unpredictable with his moods.

"He's a fire eater, he's a cult leader, he's a big believer in anything from the 70s"

"Said that LSD could be good for me"

"Lay down Lay down"

"Oh all the ways that your story was a let down"

"Oh all the ways that your glory was a let down"

Kai furrowed his brows wondering why you could have added that part he wasn't a let down he thought, he kept his word so far accomplished everything he said he would at this point.

"He's a fire eater, he's a cult leader"

"He's a big believer in anything from the 70s"

"Said that LSD could be good for me"

"Lay down, lay down"

You ended your song you didn't know why you wrote music it wasn't like you were trying to become a singer it was a hobby you guessed something you loved doing, you were pulled out of your thoughts by kai clearing his throat gaining your attention, you pulled yourself up so your head peaked up from behind the couch.

"Nice song" he smiled you were slightly fearful incase it got a bad impression on him since it was about the cult and notorious cult leaders, how you relate to the situation you never thought you could be in right now.

"Thanks" you replied placing the guitar down getting off the floor making your way to kai who was standing by the coffee table holding onto a walking stick, "is it about the cult?" Kai asked his free hand on your hip as your arms wrapped around his neck.

"It's cults in general like Jim Jones hence why I said Jim takes me down and I reference the Mason family with girls in nightgowns holding hands forever, and also us in general" you shrugged looking into kais eyes for some sort of assurance that he wasn't pissed at you but they were unreadable like always.

"Did you- erm did you like it?" You hesitantly asked looking at your feet unsure of what he would say, "you kidding I loved it y/n your really talented I've always said that about you haven't i" he smiled tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear, "that's because I'm your girlfriend kai" you chuckled lightly kai shook his head disagreeing, "no it's not because your my girlfriend y/n I'm being honest you have full potential of being something" kai stated you couldn't help but blush at his words.

"Thanks kai that means a lot now come on let's go to bed I've got another kid to teach Tomorrow early" you said helping kai upstairs and into your shared bedroom, slipping into a pair of bottoms and a vest top before climbing into bed beside kai.

"Goodnight y/n"

"Goodnight kai"

You woke up early this morning rubbing your eyes adjusting to the bright sun seeping through the curtains, you turned your head to see kai peacefully asleep his mouth agape light snores leaving his lips, his hair tousled his bare chest on display.

Your eyes scanned his features how his eyebrows furrow when he's in deep sleep, how peaceful and vulnerable he looked something he never looked like when he's conscious, with a soft sigh you pulled yourself out of bed seeing it was 7:00am you had a lesson at 9:30am teaching a girl bass.

You quietly grabbed clean clothes making sure not to awake kai and went to the bathroom for a quick shower, turning the hot water on feeling the temperature before stripping and going in.

You felt your body relax as the hot water cascaded down your body, taking your shampoo bottle squeezing some of the product into your palm lathering it in your hair, humming a random song that came to mind ironically your own

"Soft kiss my baby wanted it"

"I can sense it from a mile away"

"He wants a bit of this sweet melancholy and He can get it any time of day"

You kept singing to yourself whilst you dried yourself off wrapping your hair in a towel drying your body off doing your skincare before changing into your clothes for the day, black leggings and an old nirvana hoodie you decided you didn't want to put makeup on today so you just blow dried your hair tieing it up into a messy bun.

"Morning" kai mumbled rubbing the sleep out if his eyes as you entered the bedroom drying your hair with the towel, "where you going?" Kai asked finally gaining the energy to pull himself out of bed with the help of his cane, "I've got to teach a girl bass lessons I'm quite excited it's been ages since I teached bass to anyone" you giggled throwing the towel in the dirty laundry basket at the corner of the bedroom.

"If you want you can come with me" you offered it had been a while since kai tagged along with you to a lesson you missed it, "I can't I've got council stuff to do" he shrugged you felt disappointed he couldn't come with you it also had been a while since you two had quality time together as a couple and not as a cult.

"Oh okay I better get my hair dried and get going" your voice almost at a whisper, you felt back to square one with kai him being the same old kai like when he was fucking Meadow it gave you anxiety but you had to trust him for the mean time.

You were driving to your students house the radio on, 'feels like we only go backwards' by tame impala playing, you couldn't help but get into your head again it really did feel like you and kai only went backwards but what could you do you were in too deep despite it only being a few months since you got back together but the few years you both had in college tops it kai was the love of your life.

You wondered what changed him what brought him into the darkness he was stuck in, what went wrong to make him snap sure he witnessed his mother commit a murder suicide that would be enough but deep down you knew there was more but what? that's what you didn't know.

You shook yourself out of the tortuous thoughts trying to focus yourself on your lesson, you neared your students house mille her name is you met her mother when she was over at another one of your students house and that's when you learnt her daughter was dying to learn the bass so now here you were.

You parked your car outside the residence pulling the door handle exiting your vehicle, locking your car. You made your way up the sidewalk and up the steps your clenched knuckles knocking on the hard wooden door.

The door opened revealing Martha millie's mother with a bright room lighting smile, "y/n hello come in come in" she greeted letting you into her home, "millie is in the living room if you want to head over there it's just down the hall" she smiled taking your jacket hanging it on the pegs with the other coats and jackets.

"Thank you Martha" you smiled back making your way to the living room your bass in hand, you saw millie sitting on the sofa holding her bass waiting on you with a small nervous smile, "hi millie I'm y/n you ready to learn the bass" you asked you always felt nervous when you had a new student but you wanted the lessons to be a breeze for both you and them.

"Yeah" she nodded you sat on the single chair across from her taking your bass out the case, "your really pretty" she compliment making you smile at the girls kind words, "aww thank you millie how sweet of you" you thanked her getting on with your lesson.

After about two and a half hours of teached you Decided to wrap the lesson up for the day millies mom paying you the $250 now walking along kais driveway your hand on the doorhandle it's locked 'weird?" You thought kai never locks the door.

Just then someone opened the door someone you didn't recognise "may I help you?" They asked their eyes scanning you, "who the fuck are you" you asked a growl on your face "you know what I don't care let me in" you shook your head trying to get past this man in kai's house he wouldn't move blocking you from entering.

"this is a joke KAI" you huffed calling for kai you heard kais voice from behind the man, "it's alright she lives here" the guy let you past you mumbled something under you breath now in a pissed off mood with the house and all these guys in here, "what the fuck is this kai?" You asked your eyes scanned the perimeter of the room in such confusion.

"They're volunteers they heard our message and they want to help out" kai stated you just looked at him in utter disbelief, "they come all over the country for us and our purpose" kai said you shook your head questions running around your mind, "kai where the fuck are they going to sleep" you asked.

"In the basement" he shrugged making his way down to the basement, you followed behind you still couldn't wrap your head around it, "kai this is crazy we can't have all these people here to live there's no room kai" you sighed seeing the guys around a table, "y/n I'll need you to leave this is councilman stuff" kai said you let out a huff at his statement, "kai I don't care about the councilman things right now my concern is WHY ARE THOSE GUYS STAYING IN OUR HOME" you yelled.

"THIS IS MY HOUSE Y/N MINE AND IF YOU DONT LIKE IT THEN YOU KNOW WHERE THE DOOR IS" kai yelled back slamming his fist on the wooden table trying to scare you but it never did you were used to his behaviour well by now.

"You know what kai do what you want I give up with you I honestly do I'll be upstairs don't expect me to sleep in your room tonight" you said leaving the basement just as you reached the upstairs stairs you heard a whistle behide you you turned your head to see one if the volunteers gawking at you.

"What you looking at" you snapped not in the mood for anyone's nonsense right now, "some fine piece of ass is what I'm looking at" he smirked you scoffed walking up to the guy.

"If you look at me like that once more I swear I'll cut your eyes out and if kai finds out you'd wish you were never born" you smiled walking away up the stairs leaving the guy pissed off and confused.

You grabbed some clean clothes making your way to the shower turning on the shower stripping out your clothes whilst the water got hot, once you stepped into the shower you let out a soft sigh as the hot water cascaded down on you, you didn't bother with music like you always do you just wanted to be left in your thoughts.

You were too much in your own thoughts you gasped in shock when you felt rough hands on your hips turning around to see who's hands were on you, kai stood behind you smirking at you expressions, "what the fuck kai don't do that I nearly had a fucking heart attack" you sighed a hand on your chest feeling your heart beat fast.

"You should have seen your face it was priceless" kai grinned his head dipping down between your neck and shoulder placing rough kisses on your skin, "kai no I'm pissed at you once again" you scolded trying to get away from him not that you didn't want to but you didn't want to give in to him so easily like always.

"Oh is that so?" He teased continuing his assault on your neck you let out a soft sigh enjoying the feeling, "because you sound like it" he added making you snap out of your state and stand your ground, "no I'm not doing it kai not today when there's those creeps down there" you said now facing kai who looked confused at your statement.

"What do you mean creeps did one of them say something to you?" He asked you could see the rage in his eyes "yeah I don't know their name but as I was coming up the stairs they whistled at me and said I was a fine piece of ass I mean I agree but he's not my type" you shrugged kai was more angered hearing what you told him he wanted everyone to know you were his amd no one else's.

"Well we're going to let them know your off limits then" he informed spinning you around so your cheek was againt the cold tiles and you ass againt kai's erection, you gasped at the action then moaned loudly when kai slammed his cock in you without warning his hand griping on your hips.

It drove you crazy the way he recklessly pounded into you like you were nothing using you for his own pleasure, "fuck" kai groaned his palm colliding with you ass leaving red marks over the now sensitive skin followed with your loud pornographic sounds that would definitely letting everyone know how good kai was making you feel.

Kai pulled out of you leaving you a hot mess wanting more his hands spinning you around by the waist till you faces him, his hands how on your thighs signalling you to jump, so you did you legs wrapped around his waist your back against the cold wet wall, kai easily slipped back into you continuing his harsh fast thrusts definitely bound to leave bruises on your body.

"Right there kai don't stop fuck" you practically screamed your fingernails digging into his skin clawing on the pale flesh driving kai more crazy, "your such a slut for me aren't you who do you belong to?" He asked his head dipping down to your chest sucking on the skin.

"Y-you kai fuck only you" you sighed feeling like you were about to come undone around kai, "louder" kai said thrusting harder into you whilst you struggled to say anything never mind shout it.

"YOU KAI I'M ALL YOURS" you managed to let out your body jolting with his thrusts "fuck I'm going to cum" you alerted desperate for your own release, kai started to rub circles on your clit bringing you closer to the edge, "come for me" he instructed You didn't need to be told twice you let go over kai's cock your back arching, toes curling the lot.

"Fuck" kai moaned spilling his load into you his head slung back milking every drop into you riding out your highs till you both eventually calmed down.

Kai pulled out of you placing you on the ground carefully not to drop you, your breathing was shallow as you tried to collect yourself, "you got what you wanted kai now if you don't mind I want to get clean" you said kai shook his head chuckling at you.

"So not even two seconds ago you came over me now you want me to go away well y/n as I said before this is my house and I ain't going nowhere plus you said it yourself your mine" kai smirked trying to get a reaction out of you once again, "kai I said it in the heat of the moment okay you would say anything during sex now it meant nothing okay" you said rolling your eyes.

"I don't think it does" you washed you body not saying another word to kai who was doing the same you felt his eyes burning into you "take a picture it will last longer" you hissed ringing the excess water from your hair then grabbing a towel, "what is wrong with you y/n" kai snapped having enough of your attitude.

"This that's what wrong with me kai I don't know if I'm coming or going with you and the unreadable emotions you give I'm constantly walking on fucking eggshells around you and let me tell you this boy I have had enough only reason I'm staying here is because I love you even this version of you but I always hope maybe a glimps of the old kai the kai I loved will come back even for a second" you yelled the tears now falling from your eyes.

Kai just looked at you in shock he knew that you were always on eggshells around him so was everyone but the reason why you stick around he really never knew, he knew deep down you deserve better than him but he was so in love with you he couldn't bear it.

You looked into kai's eye's you couldn't believe what you saw the old kai his eyes weren't masked with emotionless they were filled with all types of sad emotions like a broken little boy, "y/n" he whispered his hand coming to your face "you've finally broken" you felt like all the air was swept from your lungs you saw your kai for that split second till he had to keep his mean, leader demeanour.

"No I haven't kai I've been broken for a long time I've just had enough" you said leaving the bathroom and into winters room, 'what on earth happened back there' you thought you couldn't wrap your head around it like usual, trying to figure kai out was like a broken record but trying to get through to him was like talking to a brick wall you get absolutely nowhere

[yowyowyaoi]

ok but what about a HS au where Deidara is a sophomore (15, almost 16) and Sasori is a senior (17, almost 18).

and they’re both part of a handful of students that get special permission to stay in the art room after school to work on projects. for Deidara, it would be him hanging around the kiln, creating/baking sculptures. for Sasori, putting together/painting puppets.

and other students come too so the room is never totally empty, it’s never just the two of them.

both of them more often than not listen to music while they work. Deidara has gigantic over-the-ear headphones that he blasts out whatever he’s into that week, and a lot of the time he dances around/sings to the music while he’s working.

Sasori has classical music playing over his AirPods, and the most he’ll do is quietly hum along to the music.

one day Sasori forgets his earbuds at home and like usual he’s in the art room after school. but today it’s just him and Deidara. he doesn’t really know Deidara outside of seeing him in this room and hearing the teacher say his name a few times.

and Deidara is singing and dancing to his music, like always. singing quite loudly. something Sasori could block out before with his own earbuds but not today.

he tries and tries to ignore it, but Deidara’s singing is getting louder, and he’s continually bumping into the empty tables and chairs and eventually Sasori calmly taps him on the shoulder, waits for him to take off the headphones, and asks, politely, for him to quiet down.

and Deidara

just

launches into a tirade about how it’s a free country, music is his way of expressing himself, this is the only time of day that he truly looks forward to, maybe Sasori should take the stick out of his ass and put it back on to his “creepy dolls” where it belongs, he’s not even being THAT loud and if Sasori has a problem with it then don’t come in here anymore, nobody else has ever bitched about this and Deidara’s not about to stop his “creative process” for some short redheaded asshole, even if he IS a senior.

and then he puts his headphones back on and continues to sing and dance and work on his weird little sculptures as if the previous “conversation” didn’t happen.

and Sasori stares open-mouthed at his back for a few minutes.

briefly considers taking paint that he’s using to give his puppets’ faces a flesh-tone and dumping it into the blonde’s hair.

then smiles and goes back to work in his corner of the room.

before the end of the afternoon he’s going to ask this guy out.

he spends the next hour thinking of places for them to go.

had a whole other thing to go into about them trying to go to prom together but the school refuses to allow a same sex couple so instead they hold their own “prom” in Sasori’s grandmothers basement and invite Kakuzu and Hidan, Itachi and Kisame and Konan and Nagato (Nagato is trans ftm) but 🤷🏽‍♀️ another time perhaps

[hippiemisfit]

Hush (J.K.) 16

Chapter 16- Bothersome

pairings: 1,892

word count:

warnings: angst, blackmail, guilt trip. jealousy, fluff

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Oh this bitch.

I cleared my throat and said," Why do you want to speak to them?"

He shrugged, "Just want to catch up with them, you know since they are barely around. Catch them up with you and the neighborhood, mostly you though. Probably about how when they are away you like to play. See the rhyme I did there."

OHHHHHHHHHHHH I'm signing the divorce papers now! Who knew he was such a snitch!

I rolled my eyes, "Have you always been such an informant? And for your information they're not going to be back for a while so whoever gave you that info was incorrect."

He shook his head and shrugged his shoulders, "Maybe or maybe not. And don't you think that they'll quickly come back once they find out that their precious daughter is skipping school?Want to find out together?"

"Ok fine you can come in for little bit but then you need to go ok?" I said giving in.

Poco must've heard us outside because he started scratching, better be softly, at the door. I grabbed Jungkook's hand because I don't trust that he won't do anything, like punching Carter in the face, while I unlock the door. As soon as I opened it Poco ran right up to Jungkook, and surprise surprise that he gets greeted first before his actual caregiver gets acknowledged, and licked his hand. Poco took one glance at me before he noticed Carter and started growling at him.

Huh guess Poco has a better judge of character than his owner. No wonder he always chews on his shoes.

He started to lunge when I stopped him and grabbed him by his collar, dragging him into the house.

"Poco no, go chill on your cage now. We don't act like that around guests."

He started to lunge again and his growling went up an octave but stopped when Jungkook snapped his fingers and motioned for him to go. When I figured he was finally calm enough and eventually stopped wrestling me, I let go and he trudged off further into the house, all I know is that he better be walking to that cage.

I turned to look at the boys. "Jungkook why does he answer to you better than he answers to me?"

Jungkook just smiled and shrugged. I turned to look at Carter, "Ok, sorry about that Carter he's not usually like that with people. Do you guys want to hang out in the living room or in the den?" I asked.

Jungkook shrugged his shoulders again while Carter glared at him before saying," The den is fine. Didn't even know that you had one."

I nodded and headed up the stairs with the boys trailing behind me. I heard wow behind me when I opened the door.

I don't know why I call it a den when it really isn't one, it's more of a woman cave of sorts in the basement. I've call it the den because why not really and it sounds a little better than woman cave when talking to people about it, I guess. I don't know no one really knows about it other than me and my parents. My parents decked it out for me since they're never around and I spend so much time with by myself. Something about you're never really alone when your mind is full of adventures. Some crap they sold me when they gave me the room when I was 10. It was once a little girl's playroom but now it's my woman cave.

Let me set the scene. The room is painted black and has a deep purple/magenta carpet. There's a bar in one corner of the room that's full of a whole bunch of snacks and drinks, there's even a popcorn machine over there . By the back corner there's a Infinity game table with stools. There's a massage chair in the last corner that's really worth $9,500 they spent on it. In the middle of the room there's a movie projector with a recliner couch set facing a 70" inch TV and a screen that comes down for the "real movie experience" as my mother called it. I have twinkle lights hanging from the ceiling and around the room to really set the ambiance. I put up posters of bands and movies that I really like and there's polaroid pictures scattered along the back wall.

I put them up just to remind me of happy memories and with Hoodie lurking around me I need these happy memories more than anything. Carter immediately went for the massage chair, while Jungkook headed for the mini bar. Looks like he headed straight for the see-through fridge. He took something out and held it up to me, asking if he can have it while I just nodded. I looked closely and saw that it read banana milk on it.

I don't remember ever putting any banana milk in there. Where can you even find some?

I took a seat on the couch and leaned back, closing my eyes. I must have dozed off a little because I was startled by a tap on my forehead. I cracked open my eyes and saw a smiling Jungkook leaning over me. I couldn't help but smile back at his cute bunny smile. 

Huh, I never noticed that mole before under his lip. It's cute.

I heard a scoff, " Ugh would you two get a room, it's not like you're the only ones in here," I heard Carter groan.

Could you go the fuck home and let me chill with him in peace?

Jungkook rolled his eyes and stood straight up, making direct eye contact with Carter. Carter met his glare with one of his own though I could tell that he was intimidated by him.

I cleared my throat trying to ease the tension, "Um Jungkook," he stopped glaring to look at me, "Can you go feed and walk Poco for me? He probably has an attitude with me for sending him to his bed so early. I don't think I can trust you two in the room alone." 

Jungkook nodded and leaned over to give me a peck on the forehead before heading out the room. Now when I tell you if I could turn beet red, I would've. My ears were burning so bad, I felt like they were on fire.

"So that looks like more than Spanish class partners if you ask me. I don't remember me and my Spanish partners pecking each other on the forehead before. So what really are you two?" Carter asked.

I shrugged," Spanish class partners and more? Maybe? I don't know but why?"

He shrugged his shoulders," I just have a funny feeling about that guy. I feel like I've seen him somewhere before but I just can't place it. Maybe in a dream or something, I don't know but I don't trust him."

"Well thanks for your concern but I can decide who to trust on my own," I said defensively.

"Are you? Why are you so quick to trust him you don't even know him that well, he just popped up out of the blue and you're already inviting him inside? The Mahj I know wouldn't let some stranger in her house, hell I haven't even been in here before today. Does he mean more to you than me? I came over here for some comfort after, you know, my dad and brother were murdered but you tried to brush me off? For him? How about when he comes back, you tell him to fuck off." He finished off his rant with a shrug.

I took in what he said and took in a deep breath before I said," I don't give a fuck about your feelings towards me and Jungkook, let me make that clear. And like I said when you first approached us we are working on a Spanish class assignment. He hasn't done anything to me for me not to trust him so far, hell even Poco likes him and he doesn't even like you. You do mean something to me haven't you noticed that I've had a crush on you for years now? FOR YEARS and you never paid me any time of day but the second someone else appears in my life you have a problem? Fuck that. Maybe if you got to know Jungkook you would understand him more but I don't know if you should stay any longer, you're making me uncomfortable. Hell you're making Jungkook uncomfortable and he hasn't even done anything to you."

Carter raised his hands up in defense, "Hey I was just saying that you never really know a person is all I'm saying. I'm not meaning to make you uncomfortable or anything like that, it was not my intention. I guess I am a little jealous, you've got a new dude in mind now when I wanted you all to myself."

Little does he know there's another dude around too that's way more of a threat than Jungkook can ever be. And I know this motherfucker didn't just tell me to calm down.

"Yea well I am sorry for the loss of your dad and brother. Any other day I would've been here for you but at this moment I think it'd be best if you left and we talked later." I said, not really meeting his eye.

I heard a knock and looked over to see Jungkook standing in the doorway.

I wonder how long he's been standing right there.

He motioned his head to tell Carter to get out. Carter huffed and stood up from the massage chair before he met Jungkook at the doorway. Jungkook's large body took up most of the frame so he couldn't get out if Jungkook didn't move.

"Well, aren't you going to let me by?" he asked rudely, "I can see myself out."

"No," I said, "Jungkook can you see him out please?"

Jungkook nodded and moved out the way. Carter shoulder bumped him on his way out making me roll my eyes.

So petty. I hope Jungkook trips his ass on the way down the stairs.

.........................................

Jungkook headed downstairs and opened the door for Carter.

Before Carter fully walked out the door he turned to face Jungkook. He poked his chest and said," You be careful with her ok. I'll be keeping an eye on you. I don't trust you and I can't figure out why but I just know that there's something off about you. Better yet stay away from her before things get ugly. "

Jungkook smiled before he pushed Carter's offending finger off his chest and jumped towards him making him flinch back. Carter slowly backed away but kept his eyes locked on Jungkook until Jungkook started to slowly close the door.

Before the door could fully close Jungkook stuck his head out saying , "Things are already getting ugly for you and your family right? Your brother and then your dad. Huh, better watch out because you're next. And if you try to come between us again," he smirked ," I'll make your death slow and painful just like I did your pathetic brother,"he finished it off by slamming the door in his face.

Now back to my jagiya.

[paintingalexwings]

ok it's been 3 days since red rocks and i'm still coming down from it but here are my thoughts if y'all are interested

holy. fucking. shit. our dudes fucking killed it. they put so much work into making it one of the best shows i've ever been to and i kept saying "THIS IS MY ERA'S TOUR" bc that's what it was i haven't felt that happy since my wedding day lmfao i missed them so much. the montage of pictures from the start of the band to now while basement noise was playing had me fucking sobbing.

the last time i saw the guys was in october of 2021, right after all the shit went down and nothing.nowhere and mmat dropped off their tour i thought to myself "this might be the last time i ever see them" and i just broke down, to now current day seeing them sell out fucking RED ROCKS, it's amazing. i'm proud of what they have overcome and can't wait to see what's next for them. it really is ALL TIME LOW FOREVER bitch idc ❤️