#She looks so happy or cold about his arrestation and all the scene

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Once again her face during the arrestation…. And after she's gonna dare cry and play the victim, right????

[hobisstar]

What are you hiding from love?| Yandere!Jk x Reader V Last Part

Summary: Being in a relationship with Jungkook you’ve always noticed the signs, the red flags if you will. Being so in love with him you ignored them, until the people you loved dearly started disappearing one by one.

Warnings: Murder, Jungkook victim blaming ( like he will say i killed you because you are too stupid or whatever), Possessiveness, Mentions of Smut, Controlling, Locking up YN.

Taglist: vante 🫶🏾

A/N: This is made to be scary! That is all. I honestly dont like mixing smut with yandere because i read yandere fics to be spooked not horny lol. This has been absolutely fun to write for you guys! Im so happy how much love it had gotten over the past month since ive been writing it! I love you all so so much! Enjoy!

Its been about two years since Jungkook decided to let yn go on her own! So far, yn has become the owner of the coffee shop, has opened up plenty of them across Asia and plans to open some in The Untied States.

Life has been looking absolutely beautiful for yn! But heres the thing.

Bodies have been discovered. Fresh bodies. Of course going through what she went through with Jungkook, she feared that this was his doing. That the so called hobby has now reached the news channels. Though it says that the crimes has been in only England, it was still capability of it being Jungkook.

“Yn! Are you even listening? Im telling you Namjoon wants to take you on a date!” Joy, yns now close friend that she has gained from opening the coffee shops.

“Sorry, but i dont think im ready to date. The last guy was for 5 years and it didn’t turn out well in the end.” Yn mumbled looking over at the tv that was on the crime scene of the killings.

But what was showed, made yns blood run cold.

What was at the crime scene was dandelions.

The flowers that Jungkook always used to gift her on days he felt like we did something wrong. He would cut the steam off and just leave the flowers to never be able to grow again.

Was he…back?

It was closing time and of course yn being the owner, she decided that it was her duty to close every single night.

But tonight, she couldnt shake the feeling that she was being watched.

As everyone was leaving she saw a guy with a big hoodie on taking his time to clean up his mess on the table. Putting his crumbs inside a napkin then taking the napkin and closing it tightly then throwing it out.

yn watched from behind the counter taking containers from the counter and putting them on the shelf behind her.

This mysterious guy has been coming in everyday. Same time. She never serves him but she knows Joy does and she hates serving him. ‘His glare, it can kill.’ She would say when describing the eyes of this mysterious man.

While cleaning she saw the guy get up and come up to the counter.

Face mask on and glasses… sun glasses.

Its night time.

Maybe it was a fashion statement. Thats what yn left it as. “ Hi sorry we are about to close soon so im gonna have to ask you to leave..” is what she was aiming to say but once she turned around she saw he just left a napkin with hand writing on it.

She grabbed it and began to read it:

“Hi baby! Oh its been such a long time, oh how i miss you. Our child also misses you. 2 years right? That is let you go? Ah, I remember something. Today is our anniversary! Our now 7 year anniversary. Im picking you up at 11! Be ready!

JJK,”

Yn was at this point shaking. Fear took over her body but was trying to hide it. She wasnt doing such a good job at that. As much as she wanted to call the cops, get him arrested, she knew that those cops had no chance in trying to get Jungkook.

Hed kill them all in the blink of an if he even knew that they talked to yn.

When yn got home she didnt let the fact go that when she got there she obviously saw Jungkooks car right outside her town house.

Mind you this is the 5th time this year she has moved. None of the reasons dealing with Kook but they definitely where personal reasons.

She braced herself, once she goes inside her home, Jungkook will be inside.

She could call the cops and run away from home then go to Jins house.

Actually now that Yn thought about it, what if Jin had something to do with it? He was always to calm for her liking honestly. Why was he always just so calm with him? I mean he explained it yes, hes seen it for so many years but why didnt he at least call the cops? Then again was the cops really gonna help him?

Entering the home, it felt like deja vu. Coming home on anniversary and Jungkook was cooking their favorite shared dish.

Spaghetti! Yn liked it because it was delicious and Jungkook probably like it because it reminded him of blood.

“My love! You are right on time! The Spaghetti is hot and ready to be platted. Get comfortable and come eat”

He didn’t need to turn around for yn to know that it was actually him. He colored his tattoos, became more swoll and also cut his long hair.

Yn didnt change anything or didnt get comfortable since this was all just too much for her.

‘Keep calm and go with his plan, yn.’ Thats all she kept telling herself.

Though what was his plan? Drug her? Kill her?

Well, none of those. He wanted her back. If that meant living in this house with her, then so be it. Jin had Bam so, they’d have plenty of time together.

Finally he sat down with two plates of spaghetti and there he was in all his glory.

He had the cockiest smirk while toying with his now new lip ring before sitting down across from yn.

“ Fucking finally, i have you again.”

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Hey!

Thanks for all the great work you do for the fandom! I couldn't go through the entire masterlist so not sure if this rec has already been answered.

Do you have any drarry fics which is just a complete emotional roller-coaster ride? Something very emotional and gut-wrenching?

Thanks again!

Hi anon, you’re very welcome! Sure thing, here are my favorites. This list has a focus on long fics but if you’re into shorts I also did an angsty rec list here. Happy Holidays!

(Un)wanted by @aibidil (E, 36k)

Ginny's pregnant, then she's not and Harry's single. Harry, again with no family, doesn't know what to do with this turn of events, or how to find a new life—post-war, post-Ginny, post-abortion—in which he belongs. He doesn't expect that life to include dancing to the Backstreet Boys with Hermione and Draco Malfoy. A story of finding belonging in the unexpected.

Stop All the Clocks (This Is the Last Time I’m Leaving Without You) by @firethesound (E, 44k)

Living with Draco was difficult; living without him is unbearable. But if there’s one thing Harry learned from the war, it’s that even when one life ends, the rest of the world goes right on living.

The Boy Who Only Lived Twice by lettered (E, 54k)

Harry Potter is an Unspeakable. Draco Malfoy is the wizard who shagged him. Adventure! Intrigue! Secret identities, celebrities, spies! It's all right here, folks.

Super Rich Kids by @thusspoketrish (E, 81k)

Draco Malfoy has become disillusioned by the glitz and glamour of the scandalous lives of the Post-Second Wizarding War Pureblood Elite. Enter: one existential crisis, one group of thieving cynical friends, and several terrible, terrible decisions.

Merlin Works in Mysterious Ways by lordhellebore (M, 82k)

When Harry is forced to form a Blood Bond with Draco Malfoy under threat of death, he thinks his future will consist of a cold home and sexual frustration. But when a group of left-over Death Eaters decides to stir trouble, their lives change completely – and it takes them both some years to figure out whether it’s for better or for worse.

Dwelling by aideomai (T, 83k)

Curses, James and Lily Potter ride again, several Ministry balls, a teenage Summer of Love, a grim young adult dystopian winter, a few different Draco Malfoys, secrets and the problems re: not having any, alternate lives, impossible lives, real lives, allusions to Dirty Dancing, and just because it's not called the Mirror of Erised doesn't mean you shouldn't know better.

I Am Not Who I Became by mab_di (E, 93k)

Draco left England after the trials and has travelled the world meeting wizards and Muggles from different cultures and with vastly different relationships to magic, each other, and the natural world. Now he's a fisherman in Finland on commercial vessels. Harry has been struggling since the war and has become a recluse while trying to write his autobiography.

Nor All That Glisters by @sweet-s0rr0w (E, 110k)

Lonely and frustrated on house arrest, with no prospects for the future, Draco begins brewing Felix Felicis in an attempt to improve his lot. Just in the short term, of course. He isn’t a total idiot. But before long he finds himself with a thriving business, a nice flat, some actual (albeit irritatingly Gryffindor) friends, and a very satisfying sex life. What’s more, no-one is hexing him in the street. And Harry Potter is single, and gorgeous, and giving Draco decidedly interested looks.

Far From The Tree by aideomai (E, 112k)

The arrival of Harry Potter’s children—snapped back in time, the children themselves guessed, twenty or so years—was the most interesting thing to happen at Hogwarts for years.

Another Mask Behind You by lettered (E, 116k)

Draco is a high-end prostitute who hides his identity. Harry unknowingly hires him. And then there is porn, questions about identity, domestic bliss, more porn, and truth as seen through a web of lies. (And then more porn. Seriously, if you don’t want sex scene after sex scene you probably shouldn’t read this. And please read the warnings.)

Grounds for Divorce by Tepre (E, 122k)

Malfoy finds a coin. Harry finds a letter. A story about histories, a story about families. A story about a lemon tree somewhere in Upper Egypt.

Away Childish Things by lettered (T, 153k)

Harry gets de-aged. Malfoy has to help him.

Twist of Fate by Oakstone730 (T, 302k)

Draco asks Harry to help him beat the Imperius curse during 4th year. The lessons turn into more than either expected. A story of redemption and forgiveness.

[bronx-bomber87]

Happy Tuesday all. Yay for writers strike being over. Now we just need to get the actors a good deal as and we'll get our couple back hopefully soon enough. Or have some kind of premiere on the horizon. Till then let's continue on with our rewatch. :) Getting to the crux is this whole Stanton SL. Their moments get better as we approach the climax of this whole ordeal. We don't have a ton of content but its pretty solid what we do get. Off we go.

3x05 Lockdown

We start out with our couple already in process of booking someone. Lucy is telling Tim that Stanton gave Jackson a blue page with leaving the drugs behind. She see's the guilt wash over him. She immediately stops Tim from blaming himself. Says it’s not his fault. Tim is riddled with guilt regardless and says it is. It was his fault because it was his idea to reach out to Doug's old rookie.

Then Tim sees Stanton enter the building and goes into aggressive protector mode. I’m here for it. If looks could kill oooh boy. That look in his eye is like a fight on sight clause. *fans self* Nothing love more than protective/aggro Tim. Lucy spots where his eyes are going. Quickly tries to deescalate Tim from knocking Stanton out cold immediately. Saying they don’t want to make things even worse for Jackson. Tim doesn’t hold back in the slightest when he comes up to Stanton. Asking if he wants to brush up on any arrest control techniques. Get em Tim. (Tim would've totally owned his ass if they had)

First off I love Lucy trying to ground Tim by touching him. Bringing him back to earth by saying hey we’re on duty… let's go. Doing what she does best by de-escalating him in the moment. He is ready to throw down with this putz. He doesn't care the consequences at this point. Lucy is very aware of this and is trying to head it off as quickly as possible. Doesn't want to risk Tim in the war they are waging against Stanton. She is doing her damndest to protect him from himself in this moment. Then Doug makes his next mistake... Trying to incite Tim by using Lucy and saying very inappropriate things about her.

Tim doesn’t have to step in because Lucy is gonna stand up for her damn self. Goes toe to toe with Stanton. Just like Tim does. Suddenly it's not just Tim. It's Lucy ready to take him down as well. Tells Doug he’s the one who is going to need rescuing. Whew lord This is getting good. Pass me the popcorn. Stanton is messing with the wrong couple. Separate they'll kick his ass. Together? Utter desolation. Fool of a man to try and take them on. Had no idea the hornets nest he just kicked.

Lucy telling Stanton she has a great hair pull takedown she’s been dying to try. LMAO Amazing. Don't mess someone they care about. Tim then becomes the one to ground her with his touch. Having them walk away before either of them do something they’ll regret. The fact that both of them wanna kick his ass in this moment is *chef kiss*. Best part is their natural instinct to protect one another.

Could care less about themselves but always instinctively shield the other. God I love them. Let's talk about how casual and natural they are about the touching to calm each other. Especially in front of others. My heart. Friggin love how they both wanna take Stanton down but also want to protect the other. Lucy calmed Tim down and then when Doug went after Tim through Lucy he had to be the one to calm her down. What a pair these two.

Tim can't help but give her crap about going after Stanton after she made him stand down. Lucy cracks me up with her testosterone line. How she got a contact high off of it LOL It was that and she was protecting both of the men in her life. The most important relationships to her. He threatened both in one moment and she was not going to have it. Ugh so good. Great opening scene for them hot damn. I will take this kind of content all day.

They follow up with a hilarious scene with the girl they booked. She’s asking for the bagels she stole back. The balls on this chick my god. Tim tells her they’ve been disposed of. She goes on saying how bad that is for the environment. His eye roll and his head tilting back LMFAO. I love this man so much your honor. He's in no mood to deal with this person. Lucy steps in and offers some logic to her ‘whole ethos’ Adore her stepping in and trying to run interference for Tim.

They’re both so over this girl by the end of their interaction I’m dying. They have much bigger problems today than her. She continues her obnoxious annoyance and says she doesn’t believe in money. But wants them to call her a cab. Sassy Tim arrives on the scene and he is most welcome. I’m laughing so hard at his reply. He is beyond done with this girl and her BS. Forever love how sassy he is now. Thank you Lucy haha

Lucy turns around and asks Nolan how his exam was. He says he passed but doesn’t seem psyched about it. Lucy notes this and Nolan says Grey just confirmed he’ll never make detective. Tim does this deep chuckle that does things to my insides and says ‘You mean you still thought you had a shot?’ LMFAO He’s so mean to Nolan and I love it sfm. Legit brings me joy how constantly underwhelmed he is by John.

His body language the whole scene has me rolling. Legit tickled pink Nolan with his letter of reprimand thought he still had a shot at detective LOL It’s the giant laugh that proceeds his line that kills me the most. Tim can't believe John could actually think he still had a legit shot at it after what he did. He’s such a jerk to Nolan and it makes me happy. I’m a bad person I know haha

They get pulled away by their freegan. She goes and gets herself arrested again by breaking into a car in their parking lot. John follows them out and quickly gets pulled away by a man in a van while they arrest her again. Nolan of course gets caught in a bomb threat outside the station. Leaving Tim and Lucy stuck there until the threat is neutralized. Hence the name of the ep. They're locked down till this mess is resolved.

They bring everyone in the lobby and in holding down to the parking garage. I love the chat they have about it. Lucy is voicing her concerns and anxiety for Jackson. Tim is instantly the calm presence she needs. He knows she is stressed because now they can’t be Jackson’s backup. Advises her the best he can till they are out of this current mess. The more they focus on the task at hand faster they're back out there to help him. I just can’t get over them being this united front to protect Jackson best they can. Makes my heart happy.

Once they're out of the garage Tim and Lucy do some digging on Graham their bomber. They find out he has a GF Kelsey Adams. She set up a page to fund his medical bills. Yet they haven't asked for money. Another thing is she’s going under an assumed name and they have no pictures of her. She wasn’t home when Lopez tracked her address down. All their leads aren’t going anywhere. It’s not about money or about the convict this man pretended to want release at first. So feels like they're back to square one. All they know is Kelsey must be involved in this circus. That they're close enough for her to have a hand in this with Graham. The issue is figuring why they're both doing this.

Lucy then has an epiphany and says what if it’s meant to distract them? Since this isn't about money or releasing someone. That the real reason is to pull their focus outside the station. When it should it really be focused inside. Harper then asks what kind of crazy person would be inside while her BF threatens that same building with explosives? I love this beautiful look between them. Their silent communication at its finest right here. All she has to do is look at Tim and they have the same thought. Their Freegan who got herself arrested twice in one hour is crazy enough.

They go to confront Freegan Freida and I love their dynamic. How confident they are and the back and forth they display. Trying to get her to break. Tag teaming it. Explaining how they caught her and her reasons why. Until they realize she’s not Kelsey Adams…. It was real good till then guys haha The real Kelsey takes off and breaks the keypad trapping them down there.

Harper is able to catch Kelsey in the evidence room and figure out why she’s there. They’re trying to get her fingerprints before they’re scanned into the system. Her ex-husband was abusive and has cops on his payroll. Why she was under an assumed name. Harper also finds out the bomb is a fake. Only needed them to think it was real to buy time. Also get him arrested so his medical care could be paid for in prison. With this mess resolved Tim and Lucy are finally able to return to their shift.

Lucy tells Tim about a text she receives from Jackson. Saying everything came to a head with Doug. That Jackson pulled his dad running IA card. That Jackson thinks he'll back off now. Hearing this sets Tim on edge. He wants to go find Jackson ASAP. He’s worried about what Doug is going to do since Jackson pulled his dad card. Say's he's not the type of guy you can back into corner and not react. Tim is afraid of what he’s going to do now that he is. Has them leave the station immediately to find him.

Tim and Lucy hear a call come over the radio. It’s the exact situation Tim was worried about. He’s having him and Jackson go into an area where they should have serious backup. Doing a ‘premise check’ solo. Doug is up to something and it’s not good. Sounds like he’s leading Jackson into the lions den. Which is exactly what happens. They split up and Jackson gets jumped. He is overwhelmed by 4 guys. Makes a call over the radio and Stanton says he’s coming to help then leaves him there be beaten to death.

Tim and Lucy show up on scene and run into Stanton and he “claims” to have lost Jackson. They quickly find Jackson and rush over to him. Tim calling in ambulance and RA. Beautiful thing about this moment is Jackson grabbing for his body cam. The cam footage that ends up condemning Stanton.

Watching Tim march over with Grey to suspend him. Phew lord Tim telling him 'Give me a reason'. Yum. Stanton gets the ending he so richly deserved. That ends quite an intense episode. Loved the United Front that is them in this episode. The way he fiercely protects Jackson the entire episode while keeping Lucy calm. So damn good. Not a ton like I said but enough goodies to enjoy especially the beginning.

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Side notes none really this episode was truly intertwined. Glad to see Stanton finally get what’s coming to him. Awful that took Jackson nearly dying to get it done but glad he was finally removed.

As always thank you to everyone who supports these reviews. Been so fun for me to Analyze and share with you all. All the likes/comments and reblogs mean a lot ❤️ see you all in 3x06

[starkstruck27]

Merry Christmas, everybody, and welcome to my seventh fill for @metalsandwichbingo !! It doubles as my Christmas special for this year, so I hope everyone enjoys it. Happy Holidays to all, merry Christmas if you celebrate, and happy New Year to everyone!! Also, title comes from the song Last Christmas by Wham!. Title: A Man Undercover (But You Tore Me Apart) Square + Prompt: Free Space, B2 Rating: Teen Word Count: 4834 Words Major Tags: None Additional Tags: Christmas, Implied/referenced Child abuse, Child neglect, Sleepovers, Enemies to friends, Pre-relationship Summary: Billy gets kicked out on Christmas Eve after a bout with his father, and of course, there's nowhere for him to go. And to make things worse, his car won't start. So he walks until he finds the only place where he might be able to crash for the night, a church opening their doors for a midnight service. He tries to slip in unnoticed, but he sees some familiar faces he didn't expect in the crowd of people, and the night is about to become a little less silent. Also on: Ao3

The thing about Hawkins is that as soon as it hit November, it got cold. Like, really fucking cold. And when it got that cold, sometimes cars that were made for warmer weather just would not run. Which meant that right now, Billy was shit outta luck, because no matter how many times he turned the key, the Camaro just wouldn’t start. And since he had just been kicked out of the house, and it was Christmas Eve, it meant that he had to have his car, because without the heater, he’d freeze to death since nowhere else was open. He couldn’t even go to the diner, since they’d closed early for Christmas Eve, and it was after their regular closing time anyway. So now, with nothing but his leather jacket for warmth, he had to set out and try to find somewhere to crash for the night that was preferably not outside.

He must’ve only walked a mile before the snow started to fall again. He was frozen stiff, and he wanted to run, but without snow boots, he knew he’d slip and probably break a bone before he got anywhere. He already felt like he’d been out there for hours, even though it was probably only twenty minutes, and he still didn’t see any viable options for lodging for the night. He’d passed Stacy’s house, but he never called her back last week, so she was out. Then he went by Brittany’s, but her dad threatened to kill him if he ever caught him in his house again, and he wasn’t exactly wanting to risk getting caught. He was getting closer to town when he passed Michelle’s, but he stood her up a month ago and hadn’t talked to her since, and he didn’t know if she’d gotten over it yet, so that was a no, too. At least he was just about in town now, so maybe he could break into somewhere or something. At least if he got arrested, he’d have a warm place to stay. 

He was seriously considering finding a brick and breaking the window of the market when he heard voices through a small patch of trees. And where there were voices, there were people, and where there were people, there was a hope that someone would take pity on a freezing teenager. So he crept through the trees and followed the light that he saw, and when he came out of the trees, he almost turned around and walked the other way. It was a church, brightly lit up with a nativity scene out front and everything, and hordes of people walking in for the midnight service. They were a bit early, there was still a half hour before the service would start, but maybe they just wanted good seats. 

Billy had never been a fan of church, even when his mother used to force him to go. It was always too long, too much sitting still, and he never liked all the kneeling and standing and sitting and all that. Besides, he grew up Catholic, and it used to scare him, all the ways he could be sent to Hell for just living his life. He never liked it, so as soon as his mother left, he never went back. But right now, it was looking like the church was his only option. Maybe, if he could sneak in amongst the rest of the people, he could just hide in a back room or something until everyone else left and then he could sleep on a bench or something. It’d be a hell of a way to get back into a church after nearly eight years, but supposedly, God accepted all sinners back, so it was worth a shot. 

He had a hoodie on under his jacket, so he pulled the hood up as far as it would go and kept his face pointed towards the ground. He ran up to the church and hid around the corner, waiting for another wave of churchgoers to come along before slipping in with them. He kept looking down and just followed the crowd, and when they got to the sanctuary, he hid in the back, taking a seat in the darkest corner and trying to be unassuming. Luckily, nobody seemed to notice him, and he left his hood up to keep it that way, but he finally now lifted his head to scan the crowd.

He didn’t recognize most of the faces in the crowd, except the ones who were his age. The girls were all done up in fancy sparkly dresses and most of the guys had on sweaters with their jeans, but nobody really stood out. They were the same faces he passed in the halls every day, nobody really special. It was only just before the service got started that he saw someone who piqued his interest, because he was the absolute last person he ever expected to be stepping foot in a church.

Eddie Munson and the guy Billy assumed was his uncle walked in together, greeting people as if they were all old friends. And what was even more surprising was that everyone greeted them back the same way, like whoever they were outside of these doors didn’t matter at all. Billy found it a little hard to believe anybody could be that gracious towards someone just because they were in a church, especially someone with Eddie’s background. But it didn’t matter what he thought, because apparently, he was wrong. And to be honest, he didn’t care much, anyway. 

The real surprise, though, was when Steve Harrington walked up to Eddie and his uncle and actually hugged the both of them before starting up a conversation. Billy hadn’t even seen Steve come in, but now he seemed to be trying to make nice with Eddie like they’d always been the best of friends. It was bizarre, seeing as how they were at two polar opposite ends of the social spectrum, and the fact that Billy had never even actually seen them interact until today. Maybe when he walked into the church, he’d entered an alternate dimension, too.

He didn’t have much time to mull it over, though, as the organ started playing and everyone started settling down into their seats and quieting down. Damn, Billy had meant to slip out into a side room by then, but if he got up now, it’d draw too much attention to him, so he stayed put. Somebody sat next to him that he didn’t know, anyway, so there was no way to make an escape now. He’d have to suffer through the service, but at least now he felt like he was starting to thaw out. By the time it ended he’d be warmed up again, and he could either hide and spend the night here, or at least be warm enough to keep trekking until he found a better place.

The service wasn’t as long as he remembered it being, and there was a lot less sitting and standing. Granted, this was a Presbyterian church, not a Catholic one, so that probably explained the difference. Billy didn’t actually mind this one, either. It was a little boring at times, but it was kind of pretty inside, and when they turned off the lights to sing Silent Night and everyone held a lit candle, it was strangely comforting. Still, all the flames made Billy start to feel like he needed a cigarette, so when the service was finally over, he did his best to slip outside unnoticed while the rest of the crowd milled about catching up with people. He probably had enough time to go out and get back before the majority of people left. 

It was harder to get out than it had been to get in. People were standing in clusters in the aisles, by the doors and by the end of the pews, so Billy had to do his best to push through without actually pushing anybody, which was a challenge. He eventually made it out though and got his cigarettes out of his pocket, then started fishing around for his lighter. He leaned up against the side of the building as he checked each of his pockets, but he couldn’t find it anywhere. He finally gave up after a few minutes, and sighed with his head against the wall as he stood there, a shiver going through him yet again. He stayed like that for a few minutes, his eyes to the sky as his cigarette still dangled from his lips, not quite ready to put it away yet.

“Need a light?” Someone said, making Billy whip his head around to look at them. It was Eddie, Steve trailing close behind him, both of them with lit smokes of their own and holding out their lighters.

“Yeah,” Billy answered, taking one of them, “Thanks.”

“Happy Holidays,” Eddie responded, leaning against the wall next to him, Steve following suit. 

“So, what brings you out here tonight?” Steve asked, flicking away some ash. “Didn’t figure you for the churchgoing type.”

“I could say the same about you,” Billy replied, taking a long drag and holding it. He let it out into the air, but the cloud wasn’t as impressive as usual, considering his breath was coming out the same way. 

“Yeah, well, my parents are always making me volunteer here, so the Christmas service is pretty much a must for me every year. Plus they needed me to pick up my grandma,” Steve said, shrugging. 

“And my uncle and I don’t come too often, but my Ma would kill the both of us if we didn’t go at least for the major holidays, so here we are,” Eddie said, kicking his foot in the snow. “So what about you, Hargrove?”

“I was just passin’ through, thought I’d pop in, no big deal,” he lied, glad he didn’t have to look at them in their current positions.

“I call bullshit,” Eddie said.

“Fuck you, what do you know?” Billy retorted, shooting daggers at him.

“Where’s your car, then?” Steve asked, nodding towards the parking lot. Billy couldn’t think of an answer quick enough, and he could feel the other two giving him a look without even looking at them.

“Okay, fine, I got kicked out and my car wouldn’t start, so I walked here since it’s the only place that’s open. Happy?” Billy grumbled, crossing his arms after another drag.

“Very,” Eddie smiled. “So, where are you gonna go after this?”

“Nowhere,” Billy said, “I don’t have anywhere else to go.”

“So what’s your plan, then? Just stay here in the church? You know they’ll kick you out if they find you, right?” Steve asked, and Billy rolled his eyes.

“Well, I wasn’t exactly planning on getting caught,” Billy rolled his eyes.

“Are you gonna be up by 4:30 in the morning? Because that’s when the pastor gets here to prepare for the 6 am service,” Steve said, leaning forward so he could look at Billy fully. 

“Fuck me,” Billy mumbled, rubbing at his temples, “Then I guess I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it. Besides, what preacher would throw a kid out in the freezing cold if they had nowhere else to go? I’ll be fine.”

“You won’t, but whatever,” Steve shrugged, leaning back again. It made Billy mad that he was being so casual about it, like he couldn’t care less, or like he wanted him to get caught just to prove a point.

“Well, what would you have me do, Harrington?!” He growled, starting to get chilly again, “I can’t go home, and I’ve got nowhere else to go, either! I either try my luck here, break in somewhere else and get arrested, or freeze to death, those are my options! Which would you have me do, huh?!”

“Jeez, calm down, dude, I was just trying to warn you,” Steve shrugged again. “Besides-”

“Whatever, Harrington, I don’t need your warnings, I can deal with my own shit, myself,” Billy interrupted him.

“Besides, if you’d let me finish, there’s another option,” Steve said, “My parents are already letting Eddie stay over tonight, since his uncle has to go to work after this, I’m sure they’d let you stay, too. They usually stay at a friend’s house on Christmas anyway, since they all help with the church and they’ll be helping with tomorrow morning’s services, too, so you don’t have to worry about them being around, either.”

Billy was kind of stunned at the offer, especially since he hadn’t been particularly nice to either of them, ever, and especially not Steve. But hey, if he was offering, Billy wasn’t really one to look a gift horse in the mouth. Still, he was a little skeptical, especially considering their history.

“What’s the catch?” He asked, turning to look at the two of them.

“No catch, man,” Steve said, tossing away his cigarette butt. “We saw you earlier and figured something was wrong, and we agreed that nobody should be cold and alone on Christmas, so we just want to help.

“Yeah, exactly. Call it Christmas spirit. And hey, it’s not like we have to be best friends now or anything, we’re just gonna go home, eat something, dick around for a bit, then go to bed. No big deal,” Eddie chimed in, waving around animatedly as he described the outlook of the night. And it might not have been perfect, but it was a hell of a lot better than the idea of sleeping in a church and getting kicked out again at 4 am. 

“Okay then, I guess,” Billy said, then mumbled around the last drag of his smoke, “Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it,” Steve said, “Just let me check and see if I have to take my grandma home first.”

He ran back inside then, leaving Eddie and Billy waiting in the snow. With his cigarette finished, he now had nothing to do with his hands, so Billy shoved them in his pockets, looking down at his feet as he kicked at the snow. He was still kind of confused as to why they’d been so nice to him so far, and was still a bit skeptical, but again, gift horse.

“You know, you’re reading way too much into this,” Eddie said from beside him, bringing Billy’s attention back to the current moment. “We’re not looking for some kind of revenge on you, or whatever you think is gonna happen. We genuinely just don’t want you to be homeless when it’s -12 degrees out. Not everybody is out to get you, you know.”

“I never said anyone was out to get me,” Billy scoffed.

“No, but you think it. You don’t trust anyone, because nobody’s been willing to give you the time of day in so long that you think you don’t deserve it anymore. You do, though, and you just need someone to show you that.”

“Guess you got me all figured out, huh?”

“I know that was sarcasm, but you’re right, I do. I used to be the same way, and so was Steve. For different reasons, obviously, but we’ve both been in the position you’re in now, the only difference is, we found our way out of it, with some help. For me, it was my uncle. For him, it was his ex and a kid he started babysitting. For you, who knows, but it could be anybody, so if someone is trying to throw you a bone, don’t turn around and bite ‘em.”

Billy didn’t have time to think of something to say after that, since Steve came bounding back outside, his keys jingling like sleigh bells in his hand.

“So are you playing chauffeur again or what?” Eddie asked as Steve approached. 

“Nah, my parents said they had it covered, so we’re good to go. Are you guys ready?” Steve said, smiling as he motioned towards the parking lot.

Billy walked a little behind the other two as they headed for the car, huddling in on himself both for warmth and because he wanted to make himself smaller. He was shorter than the other two anyway, but after the initial reception he’d given them tonight, he didn’t want them to take back their offer, so he made himself seem as small and helpless as possible. It seemed to work, because the only time they looked back at him over their shoulders was to make sure he was still there, and they didn’t look nervous in the slightest. He hoped that was a good sign.

When they climbed into the car, Billy took the backseat. Eddie took shotgun, and of course Steve was driving. Billy was still trying to be as invisible as possible, not even offering an opinion on the music they were going to listen to. He didn’t scoff when Steve put in a Madonna tape, nor did he reinforce Eddie’s decision to veto that and stick in a Metallica tape. He just sat quietly and looked out the window as the car started to roll, watching the same lights he passed on the way here but didn’t notice until he was basking in the newfound warmth of the heater. He got so caught up in looking at it that he didn’t even realize they were at their destination until Steve was opening his car door for him. 

“Oh, thanks,” he mumbled as he got out, immediately chilled to the bone yet again as a hard gust of wind blew. 

“Yeah, sure,” Steve replied. “You were just sitting there, so… Figured one of us would have to get you or you’d be in the car all night.”

“Sorry, I guess I’m just a little distracted.”

“I’ll say! Then again, if you get kicked out of your house on Christmas Eve, it’s kinda understandable. Anyway, no more of that! You can’t be a Debbie Downer for us all night, not when we have food, drinks, weed, and stupid Christmas movies to watch!” Eddie exclaimed as he ran into the house.

“He’s got too much pep, it’s making me tired,” Billy sighed as he followed Steve up the walk.

“Yeah, but it’s charming after a while,” Steve shrugged. “And he’s right, you need to lighten up. I hear my dad’s overpriced whiskey can help with that, if you’re interested.”

“I might be. Thanks,” Billy said.

“You don’t have to keep thanking me for everything all night,” Steve said as he shut the door behind them. “You’re hanging out with friends, not at a job interview.”

“Since when are we friends?” Billy asked.

“Since tonight, I guess, if you could just relax. C’mon, it’s not that serious. We were petty and stupid at first, beat each other up once or twice, and then we didn’t talk for months. This whole rivalry thing people want us to have is stupid. I’ve gotten over it, and I wanna move past it. How do you think Eddie and I started getting along? We grew up and realized that high school drama is beneath us, so why keep it going? Now he’s just a cool guy I hang out with sometimes and get high with. You could get in on that too if you wanted, you just gotta drop the I’m-too-cool-for-this act. There’s nobody else here but us, so there’s no one to put up a front for,” Steve said, taking Billy’s jacket and leading him a little further into the house. “C’mon, I think you can handle that. You can get used to it while I give you the grand tour.”

The ‘grand tour’ was really only three rooms, but it was still kinda interesting. And Steve was right, it gave him a chance as they walked through the house to wrap his head around the idea of being friends with them. Everything that Steve had said made sense, and really, once Billy got over his own ego, it didn’t take long until he was able to start feeling more comfortable. Right around that time, the ‘tour’ ended, and after being shown the basement where they would be crashing later on and the kitchen just up the stairs from it, they were going up another flight to end their route at Steve’s room.

It was kinda ugly, but it was a much bigger room than Billy had. There was a kind of hominess to it once the light was turned on and there were people in it. And it had personality, he had to give it that. Probably the most surprising bit about it, though, was the few little shelves hanging up above the desk with a couple stacks of books on them. Billy went over and looked at the outward facing spines, surprised at some of the titles. The Hobbit, Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, The Time Machine, Jurassic Park. They were mostly science fiction, but one book stuck out to him, and he picked it up off the shelf.

“Didn’t take you for a reader,” he said as he thumbed through the book, curious if there were any pictures.

“I’m not, really, but a friend suggested The Hobbit, and Jurassic Park, and I liked them both, so I started getting into it more. I’m mostly into sci-fi, but that one’s probably one of my favorites,” Steve smiled, looking over his shoulder from where he was in his closet. He turned back around and kept digging for whatever he was looking for, and Billy went back to looking at the book. It did have pictures, crude illustrations apparently done by the author, and some of them seemed kind of interesting, including the one on the cover, right beneath the title, Breakfast of Champions.

“You can borrow it, if you like,” Steve said, coming back over to where Billy was. “It’s really good, the only school assigned book I ever liked. I’ve read it, like, five times already, so you can take it if you want.”

“Sure, I guess,” Billy replied, “Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it. Oh, also, I figured you might wanna get comfortable at some point tonight and that’s kinda hard to do in jeans and leather, so you can borrow these sweatpants. I’m bringing some down to Eddie, too, and a shirt if you want one of those.”

“I’m okay, I’ve got a shirt. I’ll take the pants, though.”

“Good. The bathroom’s right next door if you wanna change in private. I’m gonna change in here, so.”

“Cool. I’ll see you downstairs then, I guess.”

“Yeah, and we better hurry, before Eddie tears my house apart looking for the booze. He’s probably unpacked the whole kitchen already,” Steve chuckled, his smile brightening the room just a little more. Billy smiled back, but it was awkward, not quite as easy as the one Steve seemed to have so effortlessly.

He went to the bathroom and undressed, taking off everything but his boxers and undershirt before pulling on the loaned sweatpants. He tried to avoid looking at himself in the mirror, he knew he probably looked like shit after tonight, but he caught a glimpse of himself on the way out as he gathered his clothes, and he cringed. There was a bruise peeking out from the neckline of his shirt, on his collarbone, and it was really obviously not from a fall or anything. It was a fist print, four fingers clearly defined with a ring on the middle finger, the emblem of it a little muddled but clearly marking his skin. If either of them knew anything about military paraphernalia and looked at it close enough, they might be able to recognize it as an eagle. Billy could see it clear as day, though, and he did his best to hide the bruise, adjusting his shirt until only the tip of the first finger was visible. He just hoped it would be enough to keep them from asking too many questions.

By the time he’d gotten himself sorted out and gotten down the stairs, Steve and Eddie were in the kitchen waiting for him. There was a whole spread put out, with cookies and chips and enough candy for an army all laid across the counter. There were sodas, too, and a six pack of beer, and Steve had just returned with a few bottles of the harder stuff. Billy wasn’t really interested in drinking much tonight, but he supposed a few nips couldn’t hurt, especially not if he was eating. And he didn’t want to make them think he was being a downer again.

“So, what do we do now?” Billy asked as he sat down with the other two at the kitchen counter. 

“Honestly, that’s up to you, Billy-Boy. See, Stevie here works at the video store and he got us arguably the two worst christmas movies ever, they were the only ones left on the shelf after a big rush earlier today, but we can’t agree on which is a bigger waste of time, so you get to be the tiebreaker,” Eddie said, placing two VHS tapes on the counter. “So, which will it be? Santa Claus Conquers the Martians or Ernest Saves Christmas?” 

“Good God, these were the only two you could get?” Billy couldn’t help but laugh a little as he looked them both over, “I mean, at least this one looks like a comedy, let’s go with Ernest Saves Christmas.”

“Thank you! See, I told you he’d be on my side! Comedy is always better!” Eddie laughed triumphantly as he handed Steve the VHS to take to the basement. He and Billy started gathering up the snacks and drinks to follow after him, taking two trips to get everything, but it was okay. Eddie plopped down in the middle of the couch, and Steve and Billy took the other two sides, the three of them getting comfortable and turning on the TV. 

They pressed play on the movie and let it roll, paying just enough attention to it to curb their boredom. The movie actually wasn’t even that bad, it was really silly and very campy, but it was still kinda fun. Especially once Eddie got out the leaf and started blazing up. Soon enough the jokes seemed funnier, the gags seemed sillier, and the night itself seemed happier. It wasn’t so hard, after that, for Billy to smile, and it was a real, genuine smile like the one Steve had earlier. And the one Eddie had been wearing all night. It made it so much easier to be here with the two of them when they were just themselves, and there were no pretenses to hide behind or tiptoe around. 

As the movie began to wind down and the snacks were mostly gone, the smell of smoke was finally starting to lift and they had turned all the lights off. There were two couches and a loveseat in the basement that they all laid out on, each taking a blanket from the basket by the TV stand and settling down, but despite it being almost three in the morning, they weren’t quite sleepy yet. They just sat up and talked, got to know each other better, laughed like old friends over nothing. And when they eventually did tire themselves out, it was just calm. They said goodnight and as they fell asleep, they felt content. 

For the first time in a long time, Billy didn’t feel afraid to fall asleep. He didn’t feel angry, or sad, or even uneasy. It was the best night he’d spent with anybody since before the move, maybe even longer, and he wished it could’ve lasted longer. Tomorrow, technically today, they’d wake up, maybe hang out for a little bit longer, possibly eat breakfast, and then? Then he’d have to leave. He’d have to go home and watch Max enjoying all the presents she got while he got nothing, and still get shit for not being there when she opened them, because his dad was just cruel like that. He’d have to deal with tiptoeing around the rest of his family so that they could have a nice Christmas but still be present enough that nobody accused him of avoiding them. And then he’d have to go to bed and hopefully do nothing wrong to earn him more bruises to patch up beforehand. But even though he knew that was what he would have to do, thinking about it tonight just didn’t sting as badly as it usually did. Maybe it was because he was still a little high and that often made him more foolishly hopeful. Or maybe it was because he knew now that if worse came to worst, he at least had two new friends that just might be willing to help him out if he needed it. It was the best Christmas gift he’d get this year, and he was going to hold onto it for as long as he could.

[arlesthrotle]

My Fathers Daughter

This fic is a reimagining of what happens when Gwen reveals her identity to her Dad in ATSV. I also have this posted on Ao3 T.T

                         “..You have the right to remain silent.”

When those words left her fathers lips, Gwen could physically feel her heart tear in two. “Are you really that afraid of me?” She spoke in a choked sob. She couldn’t believe what was going on between them. Was he really going to arrest her? His own daughter? Gwen felt as if she was going to collapse. Bits of blood trickled down the ripped fabric of her suit. She’d definitely broke a rib or two, it hurt when she breathed. Tears started stinging her eyes. As she stepped forward towards her father, she stopped cold in her step. Her father had raised his gun at her.

Gwen’s eyes were wide as she slowly raised her hands at the cop she knew as her father. “Don’t come any closer.” His voice, stern and unwavering. Did he not care? His daughter was standing right in front of him, but all he could see was the masked vigilante he’d dedicated his life to arresting. With her senses, she could feel the tension in his form, leveled breathing and the tight heavy grip on his gun.

It was there that she realized there was nothing she could do to change the way he felt about who she was. It was all going to end here. Her time as spider woman, the chance to see miles and peter, and her life as her fathers daughter.

Spider woman took in a deep breath, her body screamed in protest of the action. She looked into the Captains eyes. Blue, just like hers, just like the ones that would stare proudly at her when she accomplished something. When she got her B+ in English, or when she got into the band as the drummer. The eyes that cried tears of pure happiness and joy when she came into the world, opening identical eyes to the pair that were staring right back at her. These eyes she stared at now, held swirls of different emotions she couldn’t quite describe. But one was eminent, the look of grief.

She’s only seen that look when her mother died, and then when Peter died. He was in mourning, but Gwen couldn’t understand why. Tears finally fell free, rolling down her flushed cheeks. Tears mixed with dirt and blood, sliding down her neck. “Please dad, do you really think i’m a monster?” Her cries causes her father to loosen the grip a little on his gun. His baby was speaking to him and yet he felt as if a stranger was standing there before him.

Gwen kept talking to her father, in an attempt for him to lower his gun at her. She begged, explained herself again, ignored the senses that were alerting her of something incoming. Gwen couldn’t care as she cried once more for the man to just listen. Her father closed his eyes as the sound of a gunshot rang out.

A gunshot?

Captain Stacy felt as if time slowed when he ripped his eyes open and looked next to him, where he heard the sound of the pistol firing the bullet. One of the police officers who came to the scene with him was holding their gun firmly as bits of smoke spilled from the muzzle.

It wasn’t him, he had realized his own gun was now pointing at the floor. He looked to where the officers gun was pointing at. He felt his head turning so slow in anticipation, his gaze fell to the floor. He couldn’t move. He couldn’t breathe. The Captain collapsed to his knees. His daughters suit was painted in red.

[resi4skz]

CHAPTER 8

Pairing: Christopher Bahng x Aubrey Williams (OC)

Warnings: smut

This is purely fiction! MDNI

"Is everything alright?" Sabrina asks, standing by the non-fiction aisle.

"Mhm," I nod my head, putting new shipment of books in the designated shelves.

"Are you sure? You don't seem fine."

I huff, in annoyance. "I'm fine," I say, firmly. "I wish everyone would stop asking me that!"

"Sheesh, okay." Sabrina backs off and walks away, probably to join Penelope. I sigh, dumping the handful of books on the floor. Why did he have to go and say that?

*1 HOUR EARLIER*

"I love you."

My smile falters and my breathing stops. His thumbs softly caresses my cold cheeks from the cold as he smiles at me, his eyes glossy and his nose turning red from the drop in the weather. "W-what?"

Giving me a small smile, he pokes my nose before he speaks, his voice so gentle and soft. "I said, I love you." So his feelings when he told me yesterday night....are all true? But why me? I'm happy with the way things are right now. "Aubrey, it's okay. You don't have to say it back just because I said it. I can wait. Or rather yet, you don't have to say it all. I'm happy this way. Okay?"

He places his lips on my forehead, lighlty kissing it before he gets inside his car and drives away.

*BACK TO PRESENT*

"Aubrey?" A pair of hands wave in front of my face snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Yes? Sorry," I smile at Penelope. Then I hear the commotion coming from the front. "What's going on?"

"It's Georgia."

Hearing her name, I sprint towards the front and the scene that beholds me makes my blood boil. She's tearing book pages, with pages already scattered on the floor and throwing books everywhere. "What the fuck is going on here?"

She stops and turns around, her poker face on display. "Oh, there she is. The woman herself, the bitch that couldn't give my son a child."

Oh, she wants to play it this way? Okay. Game on. "Georgia, I have a question for you." I take a few steps towards her and watch her expression change into something along the lines of anger and fear. "Were you always this dumb or did you also leave your late husband because he couldn't have children?" The audible gasp goes around as her demeanor changes completely.

"You bitch."

"Oh!" I take another step. "That must mean Troy is an illegitimate child? Tsk tsk. Georgia, you naughty girl."

"You bitch!" She takes a step towards me with a clenched fist but I put my hand up, stopping her.

"I wouldn't do that, if I were you," I point to the cameras towards the ceiling as her eyes follows before looking back at me. "I may have been quiet before, Georgia. I may have been the naive woman that your son married but little by little, you and your son shattered that woman a long time ago." Walking towards her, I tuck hair behind my ear as I stare into her grey eyes. I smirk before saying, "I would scram before the cops catch you."

She lets out a small gasp as two cops walk in behind her. "Whoops, too late," I shrug my shoulders as she screams and raises her hand to punch me but one of the cops holds her arm, immediately cuffing her. She screams and thrashes around, getting dragged out of the shop. "What a bothersome," I roll my eyes and bend down, picking up the torn pages. This is going to cost me. My phone rings and I take it out of my pocket. "Aubrey speaking."

"Aubrey, why the fuck did I just get a call from my mother saying she's arrested?"

Oh, great. Another headache. "You know what, Troy? I think it would be better for you to let our lawyers do the talking," I replied.

"How can you do this? To me? To us? Did the 4 years mean nothing to you?"

"Well, let's see," I say, laughing. "The first year you humiliated me in front of your friends about my weight. The second year your mom started her nagging about the baby. The third year, you and your mom started ganging up on me about getting pregnant and the fourth year is when I stopped giving a shit about myself."

Silence.

"My lawyer will be contacting you soon." I hang up, annoyed to the maximum.

I need a break.

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Entering through the door of our shared home, I quickly take off my shoes, coat and tote bag, hanging it on the coat rack. But I was met with silence. "Chris?" No answer. Guess he's still at work. I walk upstairs towards our shared bedroom and make a beeline for the bathroom to take a long bath. I turn on the faucet as the water comes out on full blast and turn it to hot. Quickly, I remove my makeup with a makeup wipe and undress, a chill going through my body from the sudden nakedness. I put a bathbomb in the huge tub and watch it immediately start fizzing.

When the tub is about halfway full, I take a step inside and slowly sit down. I groan as the hot water soothes my aching muscles and let my head drop back, enjoying the feeling with eyes closed. "Fuck, yes." My arms hang low in the water, becoming jelly as a soft moan escapes my mouth. It had been a long time since I've taken a bath. 4 years long.

Strong, firm fingers thread into my long silky hair and start massaging my scalp. Oh man, this is heaven. The thumbs hit a certain spot, I sigh in bliss. If these fingers keep doing their magic, I might just pas-

Wait. Hold on. My arms and hands are in the water so who's fingers are on my head? I open my eyes, I'm met with soft, brown eyes but his fingers doesn't stop. When did he get here? "Hi."

"Hey," he smiles, dumping a decent amount of shampoo in his hands then lathering it in his hands. "Sit up." I sit up as he says and the same fingers are in my hair, massaging the shampoo in. "Feel good?"

I groan in response and I hear him softly laugh. "Your fingers are a work of magic," I reply, with my eyes still closed.

"Well, you would know," he chuckles.

"I didn't realize you had jokes," I joked. Suddenly, he yanks my hair back so my eyes meet his face, upside down. "Hey!"

"You're lucky you're cute," he retorts. "Otherwise, I would've-"

"You would've what?" I cut him off.

He smirks as he grabs my hair, tightening his grip. "I would've bent you over and had my way with you till I had you screaming my name."

My eyes widen at the thought as he lets go of my hair with a smirk. The sudden thought of him bending me over in the bathtub had me squirming in the water and a part of me wanted him to do just that. Jesus. The mouth on this man. The mouth....I touch my warm cheeks and I hear a laugh behind me. Turning around, I cock an eyebrow. "What's so funny?"

"You're thinking about it, aren't you?" He says, reaching for the attached faucet, turning it on.

"No," I lie as he leans my head back and starts rinsing off my hair.

After a few minutes, he shuts off the water and unplugs the bathtub, the water immediately draining. Standing up, I climb out and head for the shower to rinse off my body. When I finish, there's fresh towels sitting on the counter and I smile. Always putting others before him. As I dry myself off, I wrap a towel around my chest and wrap my hair in another. Walking out of the bathroom, I spot my pjs and warm fuzzy socks sitting nicely on the bed. Did he do this for me?

Quickly changing into the pjs, I go to sit in front of the dresser and plug in my hair dryer when he walks in, looking very cozy in his sweats and tanktop. Without saying anything, he takes the appliance off my hands and turns it on. Is he going to dry my hair for me? My heart swells. I don't deserve him. For the next several minutes, the sound of the hair dryer is the only thing plays in the room. His gentle fingers threads through my wet hair making me swoon. He really has magic in his fingers.

The entire time he dries my hair, my eyes are closed as I enjoy his fingers and heat from the heat. I hum whenever I felt a shiver run down my spine from his fingers hitting that certain spot on my scalp and I think he caught on that because he kept doing it. "Chris, if you keep drying my hair everytime I shower, I'm going to pass out right on this chair." I hear the click and the dryer turns off. I whine in protest. "Why'd you stop?"

"Come on. Time for bed."

I pout and he chuckles softly as he bends down, looping his arms under my legs and around my back and I squeak as I'm lifted in his arms. He gently places me on the bed as he walks over to his side and slides in the sheets. I'm half asleep when his arm go around me, snuggling me to his chest. The heat radiating from him lulls me to a very deep sleep.

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*CHRIS' POV*

A few months go by and Aubrey's divorce was almost finalized. But something...something had come between her and I. And I don't know what it was but she had become distant lately. She also had been spending a lot of time with Leanne, which I didn't mind but it was starting to eat away at me when I tried to talk to her and she would just brush it off with an excuse.

I didn't blame her though. After all, I was the one to be blamed for telling I love her. I beat myself for it every day. My phone chimes and I grab it, hopeful it was her. But my smile falters when I see it's Leanna.

L: dude, what did you do to Bri?

C: what do you mean?

L: shes pacing in her office and talking to herself

C: huh? Did something happen?

L: you tell me.

I stare at my phone before cursing at myself. I need to talk to her. I need to see her face to face.

C: is she still there?

L: yeah. As much as i love her and would love to be with her all day, i do have to be somewhere else, chris.

C: can you stick around for 20 minutes?

L: see you in a bit, lover boy

*10 MINUTES LATER*

Okay, maybe I broke a few traffic laws driving over to Aubrey's bookstore but I have one mission for today. I needed to see Aubrey. Sabrina and Penelope greet me as I walk inside and make my way to her office. I see Leanna closing Aubrey's office door. "How is she?"

Leanna crosses her arms and inspects me. "She won't tell me. But whatever it is, fix it," she firmly said.

I could only nod as she walks past me. Standing in front of her door, I take a deep breath before turning the doorknob. "Aubrey?"

*AUBREY'S POV*

I freeze upon hearing my name as I see Chris standing at my office door. "Chris? What are you doing here?"

He walks inside, locking the door behind him. "We need to talk."

"About what exactly?" I huffed, crossing my arms.

"You know what." He steps towards me, close enough for me to smell his smokey vanilla perfume. What is it about this smell that makes my insides go crazy? "I know you have been ignoring me. And I know the divorce is a lot to handle but Aubrey, you ignori-"

"I haven't been ignoring you," I cut him off.

"Then why haven't looked at me once?"

"Chris," I sigh. "I...I don't know if I can do this."

"Do what?"

"This!" I shout, pointing at him and me.

"Why not?" He softly asks. "Don't you feel the same way about me?"

Of course I felt the same way. That's what was scaring me shitless. I thought Troy was everything for me till I found out he wasn't the 'Troy' I supposedly fell in love with. And then there's the man who's standing in front me. The man who's making me feel these emotions that I shouldn't be feeling. He takes another step toward me. "Chris, I can't." I whisper, taking a step back.

He suddenly invades my personal space and cups my cheeks so I'm looking at him. "Baby, tell me. What's bothering you? Is it Troy?" I shake my head, tears threatening to fall. "Then what? Tell me."

"I'm scared," I whisper, tears falling down my face.

"Of what?"

"Losing you," I reply, sniffling. "What if you leave me, too?"

"Pabo," he softly whispers while pecking my lips.

"What was that for?"

"Bri, you're not going to lose me. Not this time," he replies as he crashes his lips on mine. His lips taste like vanilla as his tongue invades my mouth. Oh, how I've missed him. I slide my arms around his neck, threading my hand in his hair. His hands go down my waist and under my butt, lifting me off the ground.

He gently puts me down on my work desk, standing between my legs as his mouth trails down my neck, leaving wet kisses. I moan as he bucks his hips, leaving me breathless. I lean back, putting my hands on the desk as he cups my breast, squeezing it. "Chris." I bite my lip from screaming. "Chris! We can't do this here. Everyone will hear."

He smirks as he slides his hand inside my black pants until he finds my wet core. "Fuck me," I say biting my lower lip. At this moment I want nothing more than him having his way with me.

"Oh I plan to," he says, his voice deep and raspy. He unbuttons my pants and I lift my hips involuntarily so he could take them off. He throws them on the ground and his hand goes to my most sensitive part on my body. He rubs my clit and I clasp my hand on my mouth to keep me from screaming as I feel the familiar knot forming very quickly in my lower abdomen. "Are you about to come?" He asks and I nod as a reply. "Then come." He orders while inserting a finger inside. That's all it takes for me to go over the edge. I arch in his hold, a silent scream escaping my mouth.

I hear the sound of belt hitting floor and I'm suddenly turned around, bent over my desk. I don't get any warning as he thrust into me. I hear him grunt as he unleashes his power on me. I grab the edges of the table relishing the feeling of him inside me. "Yes, yes!" I silently moan, feeling so full. I feel him pull out completely and thrust at full speed, groaning.

"Bri, you're so damn sexy," he groans as he kneads my ass cheeks. "Fuck, your ass is perfect for my hands."

His thrusts are at steady pace with each thrusts moving the desk but I can't think straight. "Christopher." He jerks his hip up a bit making my eyes roll in the back of my head.

"Aubrey, can I?" He asks. I nod in approval and he picks up his pace, his thrusts frantic. "Fuck. I'm going to come."

"Yes!" I cry out.

He grips my waist, digging his fingers into my skin as he keeps driving into me. "Harder," I order.

"Fuck," he obeys the order, the only sound echoing throught the room is his hips slapping against my ass. "I'm going to come." He thrusts a few times before he stills, spilling his frustration inside me making me also come.

He lays on top of me, breathing hard trying to catch his breath. "Fuck, Bri."

I laugh through my breaths. "This room now needs holy water."

He laughs, slapping my ass as I groan when he pulls out. The next few seconds, we collect ourselves and fix our clothes. I turn to face him and he's already looking at me, studying me. "What?"

Instead, he just bends down to my eye level and pecks my lips. "See you at home?"

I smile. "See you at home."

A/N: who else here likes strawberries? 😃

[alyssalikestoreadbooks]

The Way I Am Now - Amber Smith

"Eden and Josh never had a fair shot at a healthy relationship. When they dated in high school, they each had their own problems getting in the way of the deep connection they felt toward one another. Unbeknownst to Josh, Eden was carrying the burden of a devastating sexual assault, while Josh was dealing with his own private struggle of having an alcoholic father.

Months after Eden and two other girls publicly accuse their rapist, Eden is starting college while her case goes to trial. Now when she and Josh reconnect, it seems like it might finally be in the right place at the right time for them to make it work. But is their love strong enough to withstand the challenges and chaos of college and the crushing realities of a trial that will determine whether Eden gets the justice she deserves?"

Read Date - November 2024

Length - 432 pages

Genre - Romance, Mental Health, Realistic Fiction

Rating - 9/10

Stars - ★★★★★

Notes - I like that the book starts off with Eden having a panic attack. We get to see her reaction to coping with everything that happened, and we also hear that Kevin has been arrested. Eden goes out to a concert, see's the jock guy who tried to attacked her last book, and she bumps into Josh. It's all very sudden and yet its played out smoothly. Eden is with Steve, but it's not exactly love. She holds things against him still. The dynamic between Dominic and Josh is so sweet to me! They're such good friends and i'm so thankful Josh had someone to look out for him while he was drunk off his ass. Eden getting triggered during sex was a really traumatic scene to read and i can't believe how vivid the writing is. It's phenomenal, truly. The way Eden held Steve during the break up was so intimate and sweet, and it was better than break up sex ever could have been. I really want Josh's dad, matthew, to get his shit together. He's doing to well, and i want him to STAY doing well, for his sake, and josh's. He's such a good father when he's sober and present, and its an accurate depiction to have him relapsing at LEAST once, maybe even twice. It's apart of getting clean and sober. Cold turkey is hard for a lot of people, and relapses are common, and should be handled appropriately. Eden getting accepted to a college was awesome!! I'm so glad her life is moving forward. the way josh reacts to the news is SO CUTEEE THEYRE SO PERFECT UHGGG. I'm glad that Caelin and Josh got to make up and apologize to each other, as well. Eden going off to college and starting a relationship with Josh is so sweet, but its kind of bittersweet knowing that the hearing is coming up soon and it wont be happy joyous occasions for long. The hibachi scenes are so adorable and i just love Josh and Eden together. They're SO perfect as GF and BF :) Josh offering to come back home with her was sweet and I'm kinda glad he ISNT if i'm being honest. Its a really traumatic moment for eden and she just needs someone to vent to. The talk of self blaming that Eden has is really interesting because its been nearly a decade and she's just now processing this. Her meeting Gennifer was a shock, and i really hope it doesn't ruin the trial. I'm so glad that Mara and Eden got to talk to each other, and I'm SO glad she's coming to the hearing. The transition scene between Mara at the park listening to the details to the hearing taking place was SO COOL in the most respectful way possible. I like how this book talks about how survivors are retraumatized by the system. It was triggering to listen to, I literally wanted to pull my hair out. The retelling was so raw and real, even though we've heard this one in the first book. Its such an obvious symbolism to how the victim in this case are traumatized by these shit faced lawyers. Eden dissociating and not remembering leaving the courtroom was a very real moment that i'm glad was included. The nightmare scene was so crazy and the way josh got hurt was unexpected. This trial is fucking Eden up. The pregnancy scare was another unexpected moment! I didn't see this coming but i should've. Imagine she was pregnant LMFAOOSDFHSJKDF SDHJF HELPPP. Josh deciding to take a break because she lied to him is needed because he needs a therapist. Not his fault obvi but he needs help. The high scene is so fuckin funny to me. The breakup is necessary in my opinion (and also follows the romance novel stereotype of writing technique) and i saw it coming eventually. i REALLY like the scene with Josh and his dad, and the fact that josh was honest with him about the fact that he cant trust him, and it makes him not trust other people in return. Eden thinking of joining the band is so cute. I also like that Josh is giving Eden her time. Eden absolutely nailing her trial was great and i'm so glad she got her moment after faltering. Her meeting back up with josh in the end was nice, and leaves their relationship open ended and up to interpretation. I interpret them getting back together with their new improvements and stability in life.

[achy-boo]

Akimistu

“Tsk..Why do you look at me like I’m about to do some crimes? Get out of my face and leave me alone”- Akimistu

— Profile

Akimistu- 5★

Title : Master of Eternal Cursed Nightmares

Path : Destruction

Combat Type : Quantum

Faction : None

Introduction : The older brother of Ryoichi and wanted criminal from unknown place. A man who desperately wants his little brother back unknowingly that he had inevitably cause his own flesh and blood to lose his memories.

— Story

Character Details : The older brother of Ryoichi and a wanted criminal from unknown place. He is the man who desperately wants his little brother back unfortunately never knowing about his inevitable part of his sunshine’s amnesia.

Character Story I : Akimistu has once a normal life like any normal kid. A caring mother, a stern father and a younger brother named Ryoichi. He foolishly thought that his life will continue this way..oh how wrong he is later on.

Character Story II : Every bad thing to Ryoichi make him more cold but protective of him. His family is falling apart due to his mother cheating on his father and birthed an affair baby. He hates it but he want to save Ryoichi from the abuse he have endure until one fateful day.

Character Story III : In Central Starskiff Haven, he was taking a stroll with Ryoichi and his father when suddenly Ryoichi ask him about their mother. Being the older brother, he answered Ryoichi and their father...in a fit of jealously and anger struck Ryoichi on the back of head with a metal pipe. The scene is chaotic...the screams, the shouts..all he remembers is holding Ryoichi's unconscious body, praying to whatever Aeon to save his little sunshine with teary eyes filled with desperation.

Character Story IV : Years have passed since the incident and Akimistu become a wanted criminal in Xianzhou Luofu after his father was arrested for crimes he commit. An cruel and heartless assassin with cold persona but deep down, he is still the same...the same older brother who only wants his younger brother back. Little did he know, that same younger brother remembers him and wanted the same thing: to be reunited once again.

— Ability

Basic ATK: Never Wake Up

Skill: Nightmare’s laughter

Ultimate: Eternal Darkness

Talent: Moonless Melody

Technique: Wrath of the Night

— Eidolons

1. Worthless Naivety

2.Moonless Melody’s sorrows

3. Peaceful Sleep

4.Songs of the sinned

5.Lullabies of Misery

6.Eternal Nightmares

— Character Lines

First Meeting : Hm? Who are you? Ah whatever. I’m Akimistu. Are we done now?

Greeting : Oh hello…Let’s get over with..No I’m not guiding you…find someone else

Parting : Farewell, may the dreams bring you happiness before the nightmares make its presence know

About Self - [Loneliess] : I always a loner, unable to help others due to…my ability. It’s always been like that since…my sunshine gone missing

About Self - [Nightmares] : Unlike other people, they had dreams but for me..I had nightmares…every time I sleep, I had nightmares but oddly enough…those nightmares give me peace and dreams..horror..

Chat - [Crystals and gems] : I love collecting crystals and gems…they always remind me of my sunshine…I hope..I can find him..

Hobbies : Stargazing and drawing is one of my hobbies…oh and play some music or instrument is my other hobbies

Annoyances : Noisy people who kept asking me about why I have my snake near me or ask me about something very personal…ugh…I hate people like them

Something to Share : Do you know that Ryoichi never really forgotten about me due to his amnesia? No? Hmph…well he must have not trust you enough to reveal that?

Knowledge : In our family, blood vow is more important and efficient than any old traditional vows. Blood vows are forever yet the vow can be either come true or unfinished

About [March 7th] : Her name sounds stupid…too noisy…so I just pretend she doesn’t exist but why is she staring at my waist, hips and muscles???

About [Ryoichi] : Ryoichi is the only sibling and family I had…without him, I go insane. I need him back…I..I want to make up for my sins..to redeem myself

About [Blade] : He kinda reminds me of a certain…person. No I am not saying anything else but I do hope that he will get his wish…

About [Alice] :Ryoichi’s friend? She is very interesting hell I even made a blood vow to keep her secret at bay. I do hope that she is free from that woman’s clutches…

About [Aristarkh] : The sleeping artist?? Ryoichi told me about him. But something tells me..that Aristarkh is not his real name. Ahah..Let see what his journey will lead and end

— Combat Lines

Battle Begins - Weakness Break : Go to sleep eternally

Battle Begins - Danger Alert : Huh? Do you have a death wish?

Turn Begins I : Aight…let’s go

Turn Begins II : Oh~? You want to experience the nightmares?

Turn Idling : Do you hear that? That’s the nightmares…being impatient for once..so hurry up!

Basic ATK : Go to sleep and never wake up!

Skill : Hear the laughter of the nightmares!

Hit by Light Attack : Weak. Did you have something better?

Hit by Heavy Attack : HAHA! That is what I am talking about!

Ultimate: Activate : The light has faded away...

Ultimate: Unleash : Come with me into this world...of eternal nightmares and darkness

Talent : Let the moonless melody put you to sleep!

Downed : No! Wait! Ryoichi…

Return to Battle : I can still redeem myself....

Health Recovery : The Nightmares appreciate it, my friend.

Technique : Come and feel that wraith of the night

Battle Won : Hmph. What an interesting battle…

Treasure Opening : Here..You can keep it

Successful Puzzle-Solving : Oh? So you like puzzles? Eheh..just like me

Enemy Target Found : Another poor soul and meal to the nightmares

Returning to Town : Let’s part ways. If you need me, you know what to do

@queen-of-twisted @yukii0nna @txemptress @fair-night-starry-tears

[specialagentlokitty]

Enid/Bianca x Male!reader - the case

Reader is twin brother of wednesday? Can you also add the opening piranha scene too and them saving their brother? And everyone at nevermore are scared of Wednesday's brother but also attracted because how he looks, including our sweet Enid, who is fighting with herself of she likes ajax or him, plus bianca too cuz that girl is fine as the sea! Bianca is confident about her and goes to ask him out, which he rejects but don't worry he is a little fond of her too because of her confidence and schemes she plays to win, so bianca and Enid and Wednesday's brother are in a love triangle? - @auranightangle 💜

Standing behind your sister, you looked down at your little brother, hand stuffed in your pockets as you offered him a chocolate bar.

“Who did this?” Wednesday asked.

“I.. I don’t know I swear…”

You nodded your head and watched as Wednesday brushed past Pugsley and you watched as her head snapped back.

“Go on buddy, head back to class.”

Wednesday snapped back into reality and gave you a looked you knew all too well.

Both of you started to walk away.

“What’re your gonna do?”

“What we do best.” Wednesday said.

You were left to find where the group of older boy were while Wednesday gathered everything you needed.

She showed you the bag and you grinned to yourself as you took it from her hands.

“What’re you doing?” She asked.

“You’re on a thin line with mother and father, this time it’s my turn.”

Wednesday nodded and she walked in first.

You heard the boys calling her names and mocking both her and you youngest brother and something snapped inside of you.

The moment the swimmers saw you come around the corner they scrambled to get out of the pool but it was too late.

Wednesday smirked, and you laughed madly, watching as blood seeped into the swimming pool while the students screamed.

You were promptly arrested, and you sat at the police station with a grin on your face as you waited for your parents to bail you out.

That’s how you found out you were going to Nevermore.

Sitting in the back of the car, you rolled up your sleeves on your leather jacket.

“Absolutely disgusting will you two stop?” You grumbled.

“Come now (Y/N), aren’t you happy to be going to a new school?” Your dad asked.

“No, I did rather enjoy tormenting those students.”

“You were facing a murder charge.” You mother snapped.

“Oh please, I’d you didn’t bail me out Wednesday would have either broke me out or Fester would’ve.”

“You’d have more luck with fester.” Wednesday said.

You hummed, kicking your feet across the car to rest on the seats opposite you, ignoring the disapproving looks of your parents.

Your dad moved your legs up and shuffled over, putting them on his legs so your shoes weren’t on the seat.

“This is serious (Y/N), you both somehow end up getting kicked out of every school, Nevermore is the last chance.”

You gave a small shrug, pulling out your phone and headphones from your bag as you blasted music through them.

You didn’t care if you were kicked out, you didn’t care if you were arrested, you knew your parents would always bail you out, and if they couldn’t your uncle would.

The whole introduction to the school was boring, and you mother couldn’t already see that you were planning something.

Pulling you to the side she pulled your headphones from your head.

“Behave (Y/N), you’re a growing man, you need to be caring and kind, not ruthless and heartless.”

“I’ll behave for a small time mother, but I make no promises.”

She sighed and nodded, kissing your forehead as she ushered you back into the room.

Everyone at Nevermore already knew who you and Wednesday were, the insane twins with hearts as cold as stone.

While Wednesday made her time talking to her dorm mate and doing some sort of investigation you spent it in the quad, stretched across the fountain a book or your phone in hand.

“Hey Addams.”

Looking up, you smirked at the Siren walking closer to you and swung your legs away from the fountain, sitting up to face her.

Bianca crossed her arms over her chest as she looked you up and down.

“How about me, you, and some coffee?”

You hummed a little, smirk on your lips as you stood up, walking closer to her as you leant towards her.

You looked past her, eyes connecting with Enid’s, and you gave the werewolf a gentle smile.

“Nope…” you whispered.

Walking around the siren, you hummed happily to yourself, a smirk on your lips as you pulled your headphones over your head.

Walking over to the werewolf who blushed and quickly looked down as you approached, you found yourself with a huge smirk on your face.

Walking over, you placed a hand next to her head, palm resting in the wall behind her.

Reaching down, you placed a finger under her chin and titled her head up, giving her a heart stopping smile and a small wink.

“Hello…” you whispered.

“H…hi!” She squeaked.

You grinned a little to yourself and reached up, tucking some hair behind her ear as you pushed yourself away.

“See you later Sinclair.”

You grinned to yourself as you watched her out the corner of your eyes clutch her heart and smile a little bit.

She watched as you walked away, before casting her eyes to Bianca who was also looking at her.

You had the most popular girl at school after you, yet you flirted with her all the time, and she wanted to act upon it.

She wanted to hold you and say yes, but what about Ajax? She really liked him as well and she couldn’t have the both of you.

On the other hand, you loved flirting with Enid, seeing how her face lit up when you approached, the blush on her cheeks when you got too close.

You loved teasing her, but you also loved the way Bianca chased after you, the way she tried time and time again in order to try and make you hers.

She was so determined, and she wasn’t going to be giving up any time soon.

So you just had to decided who you’d focus your attention on, Bianca, the girl who chased you as if you were the last man on earth, or Enid, the shy girl who hasn’t shown the slightest bit of interest in you and made the chase a whole lot more fun.

With a smirk on your face, you rolled your shoulders a little as you spotted some older students that had been causing hassle for the younger ones.

You were bored, and you wanted to start a fight.

Rolling your sleeves up, you whistled at them and took a swing for the ring leader, a huge grin on your face as you saw blood pour down his face.

“Oh how I love Nevermore.” You grinned.

You took another swing, eyeing up your sister as she stood there watching and you grinned happily to yourself.

This school was incredibly fun, and you loved the sound of someone screaming your name to make you stop.

Enid rushed over and grabbed one arm while Bianca grabbed your other arm, both girls holding you back.

You looked at them both, grinning at the boy on the floor crying.

“Be thankful these lovely ladies stopped me, but next time I see you you better run.”

“Let’s go Addams.” Bianca said.

“Yeah, Weems is going to be so mad.” Enid whispered.

They both took one of your hands and you grinned to yourself, lacing your fingers on both hands with theirs as they escorted you away.

Oh the chase was so fun

[thatonericeball]

When They Find Out You’re Sick 〜 🤧

TW: Some swearing

You hear a voice from downstairs in your house, it’s muffled but from the sounds of it they’re talking really fast. You hear booming from the stairs leading up to your room and a loud whack. There’s a rustling noise and suddenly your door handle starts to move. In all honesty, you’re a bit scared because it feels like one of those scenes in a horror movie before someone gets killed. The anticipation builds and then they blast through your door, “THE ONE TIME I CAN’T OPEN DOORS YOU’RE DYING!!” You jump, maybe a scream a bit before you realise it’s them.

Bokuto, Noya, Hinata, Gin, Yamamoto, Tanaka, Kindaichi, Lev, Akiteru, Koganegawa, Hoshiumi, Asahi

Honestly you feel kind of judged by how thoroughly your room is getting cleaned. It was like one minute you’re lying in bed sneezing, coughing but they could have brought in a whole S.W.A.T team and the CIA to arrest the germs and bacteria. Despite that, there seems to be this underlying sense of judgement about the single speck of dust on your bookshelf. Besides they don’t wanna admit that they do care about you and they’d rather say they have better things to do or talk about other stuff. You feel a little inclined for intruding in on their “tight schedule” but with a huff and a dust of your shelves they say “it’s fine, just do get sick again I’ll be alone at school”

Sakusa, Kita, Yaku, Ushijima, Kunimi, Suna

You message him saying you’re not coming to school because you’re sick. Z e r o shits are given. His reply back is dry af like it’s just a “k” or “cool” ….or so you thought. You lie back down, a bit disappointed there wasn’t more to the bare text but you know it’s not a big deal. However, it was to him now. Sitting in class, he thinks and slowly worry begins eating away at him little by little. Maths, English, Science as each period goes by he thinks more about it. “My message wasn’t that bad but…”, “she knows I care right? …right?”, “No…wait…no I can’t be that bad surely not but what if **incoherent mumbling**”. It finally gets to the last period and the thought of his text to you has consumed his thoughts. He rushes to grab his phone but not too quickly as someone might notice. He’s not embarrassed about it…at all. He texts you back heaps of messages and/or a paragraph that mentions a offering of pudding.

Atsumu, Akaashi, Goshiki, Semi, Osamu, Kageyama

He feels so awkward because in truth he doesn’t know how to ask if you’re okay even though it sounds so simple. He either feels mostly shy or just out of place doing it. He’s noticed that’s been pretty inconsiderate of him and he does feel a bit guilty to say the least. One day the two of you were heading up class and he mustered up the courage to ask. He can’t even look you in the eye and he stutters a bit which is a pleasant surprise to you considering all you’ve seen is his confident exterior. Eventually, he manages a “Hey are you feeling okay?” You’re very happy that he asked this because he’s showing a softer side to himself. You smile and nod which makes him sigh with relief because he knows you’re fine. Although, he also seems to smile at how your mask looks too big for your face.

Tsukishima, Kenma, Iwaizumi, Shirabu, Terushima

He just sits beside you in bed and you insist he leaves you be because you might pass it on but this just causes him to go off about how “some germs aren’t strong enough to beat him”. He jokes about how he’s better than every little germ that’s causing your cold and that if he could, he’d personally fight them. He leans in for small kisses on the cheek from time to time but back out to tease and say “what a shame I can’t catch your cold!” ….he caught it anyways.

Kuroo, Oikawa, Futakuchi, Konoha, Ukai, Tendou, Daishou

“Huh? You’re sick okay I’m coming over, see you soon” he hangs up before you can say anymore. You didn’t want him to come over because you’d definitely pass it on to him but when he walked through the door you felt so much better. Knowing which blankets you find softest and the pillows you find the comfiest, he makes it his “duty” that they’re all with you. He’s hardworking presence that’s focused and determined on caring for you makes you smile more than anything else. “You sure about this? You might get sick,” you ask worriedly he nods, “Mm I’m sure! I just want you to feel better!”

Kai, Yamaguchi, Sugawara, Ennoshita, Shibayama, Fukunaga, Inuoka, Komori, Akagi, Aran, Daichi

[frog4278]

Hello Byler community, @arcadewheeler and I have something to present to you;

Kas Will AU

Picture this: Will Byers goes missing and Mike Wheeler goes missing with him, and they survive together in a way only terrified children can, clinging to each other and speaking in hushed whispers, and then Castle Byers gets attacked.

Mike wakes up in the wreckage alone.

When Hopper and Joyce find him he's so sure Will is still out there, he refuses to leave. Hopper has to drag him out kicking and screaming for him to end up in the hospital and later when his throat still burns they tell him they didn't find anything at all.

But Mike is determined. He knows Will is out there and he watches every flickering light with a focus he can't get in school, with his friends, or when he goes back to the Upside Down and it's cold and dark and this time he's completely alone. Will isn't stupid, and he's not dead (and Mike's hope dwindles every day bit by bit. It doesn't matter if Will wasn't stupid, because he was a tired and weak child).

And then the Mind Flayer gets him.

During Mike's s2 possession arc, the Mind Flayer discovers just how important Will is to Mike (Prior to this the MF had found Will and given him to Vecna to be brainwashed and turned into his servant. After s2 Will is made to specifically go after Mike).

By s3 Mike fully believes Will is dead and places all of the blame on himself. The scene of Will destroying Castle Byers is replaced by Mike destroying it while screaming and crying. When Kas Will comes across the wreckage he gets a strange memory of a young boy building the fort with his older brother in the rain.

When the Byers move out of Hawkins Kas Will makes his base their old house. For some reason being in this certain house sends Will into a rage and yet he's still drawn to it.

The Byers family are in shambles. Joyce kept all of Will's drawings and is still mourning her lost son all these years later. El wonders about the brother she could've had. Jonathan is in a constant depressive spiral about not being enough to save his brother. He keeps listening to Will's favorite music and it's not an unhealthy coping mechanism fuck you.

Mike seeing Kas Will in s4: I'm not coping with this as well as I thought Mike when the "hallucination" is actually real and attacks him and claws up his face: oh shit

He goes to Cali acting like everything is fine and that he was NOT just attacked by his best friend who's supposed to be dead. He has enough issues to be the one who smacks Angela with a roller skate. He and El can tag team her <3 (HAPPY BIRTHDAY WILL!!! *sends a kid to the hospital*)

Jonathan is extremely protective of El, he is not losing another sibling, he was this close to fighting the cops when they arrested El.

The Cali plot is generally the same except now Will is killing people along with Vecna back in Hawkins. Vecna sends Will after Max and it's a shitshow. Max describes him and the others are in disbelief.

RIP Joyce when your boy comes back but he's wrong and he's trying to kill you

Mike just. Refuses to believe it's Will. He won't even entertain the idea. Maybe the Upside Down has shapeshifters, you never know.

Will does eventually remember! It just takes him nearly killing his family and Mike. He's holding his claws to Joyce's throat and then suddenly in the softest voice ever he says "mom?" and he looks so scared and for a split second Joyce sees her son.

Mike has a horrible sleep schedule due to his insomnia. He never feels safe and spends most nights going over all the information he has about Will's disappearance and how he could've saved him until he falls asleep out of exhaustion. Oh and he also has True Sight but sometimes it gets a little silly goof and just sends him to the Upside Down for a period of time.

When Kas Will is stressed/agitated he becomes more monstrous. Like his teeth and claws get longer, he starts to grow horns, and his eyes begin glowing. He can also sprout huge bat wings, and the whole process is horribly painful and gory. His bones literally shift and break to accommodate for the wings. By the end of it his wings are drenched in his own blood and covered in his flesh and skin.

When he lived in the UD Vecna would only help him with wounds if they were life threatening or could pose a danger in the future. So he never really helped Will clean his wounds from his wings so instead there's a bunch of built up scarring where the wings grow out from that always gets ripped open when he sprouts his wings.

There's a final big fight between Will and Mike and by then Will has most of his memories back and doesn't want to hurt Mike, but Mike is determined to get rid of this mockery of the friend he lost. It's just the UD taunting him. During the fight Will, out of desperation, starts singing "Should I Stay or Should I Go?" while choking on his own blood to show Mike it's really him.

Ofc there are soft moments where Mike insists on cleaning the wounds on Will's back and just absorbs the fact that Will's here and he's alive. Will Byers you WILL get held by your best friend and you WILL feel safe for the first time in three years. And the Party will show you all of the DND stuff they've been up to because they couldn't let go of the game (it was their only connection to Will).

Will also has to adjust to suddenly being 15 years old and a monster because he wasn't fully mentally present for those three years he was gone. He keeps running into things bc he's used to being short (RIP). And now Mike is being bulldozed with the realization he has a huge crush on his very pretty best friend. And then when he's cleaning Will's back wounds Will takes his shirt off and Mike very nearly faints on the spot.

Mike: WHOA. Will: The wounds aren't that bad, are they? :( Mike, fumbling: NO THEY LOOK BAD

Will thinks Mike's awkwardness is due to him being a monster because after he saw what he looked like he was so terrified and disgusted that he smashed the mirror apart with his bare hands (also has Mike always been that cute).

The Party gets back together and this time they're finally complete (El is one of the first people Kas Will really bonds with and they both connect with being "monsters"). Steve finally gets to know the kid who's haunted his friends for three years. Once Eddie gets over the whole "being a monster" thing with Will, he thinks he's super metal. Joyce is so overjoyed to have her son back that she hardly cares he's a monster now because he could never be a monster to her. He struggles with socializing and speaking so sometimes he'll just draw out what he's trying to say (He also has to relearn how to draw with his claws).

Because Mike is a dumb little bitch who would rather focus on the end of the world then confront his own feelings and have an actual conversation with his best friend, he starts sneaking out to investigate Vecna's gates and the Mind Flayer to prove he can handle things on his own and so he doesn't bother the others (We all know Mike is just the sneakiest person around).

Anyways that's all for now bye <3

[bronx-bomber87]

Happy Saturday everyone. I always forget Eric’s wife had a spot on the show. Every time I get to this episode its a reminder. Also fair warning he’s gonna make me extra feral in this one. He is in a suit and yummy street clothes in this episode. Gimme gimme all day. I blame Eric for all my reactions in this ep for how he looks haha This is also a shorter review like last time but good stuff in it none the less. Off we go.

2x16 The Overnight

We start off with our lovely ship at American Idol auditions. A guy is getting arrested giving out meth smoothies. Lucy has to go back for his backpack. As she does she gets roped into an audition because it has his audition sticker. I’m surprised there wasn’t a gif set of her singing. It's such a good scene. I did my quick made one above with my phone. But a really good set should be produced. We get to hear Melissa’s wonderful voice again. It's in a much better context this time. Not a soul crushing and depressing way. She chooses a song from Aretha Franklin. 'I never loved a man'. She CRUSHES it.

I hope she gets another opportunity to showcase her voice in the future. The ending of this cold open cracks me up so much. The judges are impressed by her audition. Ready to give her that coveted golden ticket. Lucy hears Tim’s voice and bolts LOL Him bringing her back to reality. Their 'No no no' is so damn funny as she runs towards Tim. I love it so much. Tim having no idea what just happened. Thinking she's just running behind for no reason. Such a great cold open.

I love this scene for quite a few reasons. First and most importantly we get Tim Bradford in a suit. Sweet baby James. What a visual to start off the episode with. I need more this is my life. He should go to court more often. Honestly should be illegal to be that damn fine. *fans self* Second I find it very sexy he donates blood so often. I mean of course he does. To quote Lucy. Most Tim Bradford thing I've ever heard heh Tim as a person is just so friggin attractive.

Lastly I adore Nyla giving him a hard time. Doesn't waste a second before calling him a machine LOL Tim's face in that third gif is too cute. He's commending her shot and only shakes his head. How far Tim and Nyla have come. Reached a playful joking stage I love it. You know Lucy is enjoying someone else giving Tim crap. The proud wifey smirk of hers when he gets tossed his ball. I love them.

Lucy is running the front desk since Tim is off at court. She meets a reporter Valerie Castillo from the Herald asking for public arrest reports. She is looking for a scoop on recent robberies at 5 star hotels. Asking if Lucy has heard about them? Lucy says no. Valerie goes on to say she is trying to get away from Hollywood stories. Do something more impactful. So she can be taken seriously as a journalist. Lucy being her empathetic self wants to help her out. Lets her know the reports she’s looking at don’t have enough info. Tells her she wants CAD reports instead. Valerie asks what those are?

Tim comes striding in with the answer. Looking like sex on a stick in that suit. Good lord he can wear the hell out of that thing. Look at that fit on him. Thank you to his tailor. *chef's kiss* But I digress…Tim is clearly not a fan of this woman and what she is asking of Lucy. His cop gut going off and not liking this interaction at all. Tim instantly distrusts her and doesn't hide it.

Does crack me up they wrote Ros in as a character he can’t stand LOL I’m sure they had fun with this. Tim clearly doesn’t like the media especially her paper. Says her paper has a bias against cops. She bites back ‘Like the bias you have against me?’ She’s not wrong ha Tim says that's cute but isn't buying what she's selling.

Tim tells Lucy to get those reports back from her ASAP. That they’re gonna hit the streets as soon as he’s changed. Ooh lord the way he unbuttons his jacket and barks out his instructions on the move. Mercy. It shouldn't be that hot and yet here I am always a puddle. Ever the model just as much walking away as he came in. My god he's attractive haha It's truly not fair. Valerie says Tim shouldn't talk to her like that. Lucy is bemused by this statement.

Says he's her T.O. and its just his style with a smile on her face. (We all know she loves his style heh) I do love how this scene finishes out. Valerie saying ‘If ass is a style...but he sure can wear a suit’. Indeed madam indeed. Then proceeds to watch him leave LOL Checking out her own husband as he exits the scene haha Cracks me up. He does look damn fine in that suit. I can not blame her.

Tim instantly tries to steer Lucy away from Valerie. Telling her she’s bad news. Saying reporters always have an agenda. Lucy tries to be snarky and replies 'To get truth? Sounds Horrible.' Tim continues on despite her snark and says they aren’t to be trusted. Lucy being her sunshine self wants to see the good in Valerie. That she’s doing this to help the victims of these robberies. Tim thinks she’s being naive with this woman. Lucy battles back he just doesn’t trust anyone. Well that’s not true. He most definitely trusts you Lucy. With his life. But she has earned it ten fold out of him which is why she has it.

I’m with Tim on this one.(No surprise there I know ) That trust is something to be earned. I am the same way. It’s not something I just hand out like candy either. You have to prove to me you are worthy of that trust. Once you're in you're gold but you have to earn it first. He knows how trusting Lucy is and he doesn't want her to get burned by this person. This is his way of watching her back and trying to protect her from a potential disaster. Lucy doesn't heed his warning and it shows in her sassy face she gives him above. Lucy is so sure she is the right one in this situation. Like she is humoring him by listening.

They get a report of this idiot trying to use his snake to get out of paying for his car repairs. He pulls it out as a threat and It backfires pretty badly. As he waves the snake it bites him... (Like I said an idiot) I adore Lucy taking command of this situation. Also her heart for any living creature. I’m not a snake girl myself but I do love her taking the snake's side over this guy’s haha

This is our marriage scene of the episode. Tim says EMTs won’t step foot in here till the snake is neutralized. Tim says he’ll flush it out and kill it. Lucy is against this plan and tells Tim he can’t kill it. Their banter in this scene is primo. He is sassy right back asking what are they gonna do? Snuggle it? LOL Lucy ignores his sassy jab as she hops down and decides to do something herself. Tim isn't a fan of this plan since the snake is venomous.

Tim looks very concerned as he watches her. The way he raises his gun ready to destroy this thing if it goes after her. I love his face as she talks to the snake. Calling it by it's name, telling it she isn't going to hurt it haha He is wondering what she’s going to do with this thing. Then is impressed af when she traps the snake in a tire. What a bad ass moment for her. Snake whisperer can now go on her list of skills on the job ha Lucy proudly walks back to him with the best reply ‘Not his fault his owner is an idiot.' LOL I love this.

Valerie catches Lucy on the way out for the night. Claims she got her story about a Murphy scam. Rich men hiring sex workers then the sex worker has a partner. They rob and steal from them. The victim can’t report the crime without copping to their own. Says she came by to thank Lucy with a drink. (Mmhmm....)

Lucy is hesitant and says she shouldn’t…. You know that cop gut of hers is telling her it's wrong. Valerie asks 'Is it cause Tim wouldn't approve?' Lucy looks behind her like she can sense Tim’s disapproval from afar. Valarie sweetens the pot telling her she can be her inside person. Lucy concedes and decides to go. This can only end badly Lucy….

They make it to the hotel and Lucy quickly realizes they’re not there for a just a drink. Valerie has tracked one of the women who’s been scamming these men. Lucy is upset and feels betrayed. Says she can’t arrest people on her own. She’s a rookie. Valerie notices the man being scammed is a big time movie producer. Says this will get her a killer story and her a high profile arrest. You can see the regret written all over Lucy’s face.

Lucy tells Valerie she is texting Tim. I love this. She knows she’s in over her head at this point. So she is going to reach for her lifeline. Tells Valerie as such letting her know she could get fired as a rookie. That she needs a senior officer on scene. Also she really needs him to rein this in TBH. This has gotten way out of hand and needs Tim to come help her.

Tim arrives and Lucy thanks him for coming. (Like he wasn’t going to come and bail his girl out.) Doesn’t even have to say I told you so. This entire moment is doing it for him really. Lucy doesn’t fight or deny the hot water she is in. Not even a little. Just says ‘I’m in trouble aren’t I?’ His sexy Mm-hmm will do just fine for her. You know she’s just so relieved he's there to get her out of this. To save her from herself in this moment. The way she looks at him like he is her saving grace. Makes my heart happy. Doesn't even care she is in trouble just relieved he is there. So much said in such a small scene.

He looks sinfully handsome in that denim jacket *oh my lord.* Valerie says she’ll write a story about Tim if he punishes Lucy for this. Lucy panics and tells her not to do that. Tim isn’t phased at all by her intimidation of a story. The cocky way he walks into the room. Takes control of the situation. Says the cup against the wall trick doesn’t work. You know Lucy is rooting him on while he does this. Tim makes a joke about there being an app for that. Valerie believes him cause he walks in so confident and says that so damn smoothly. She can't help but reply 'Really?'

The way he says ‘No’ to her LMAO I'm dying. He is having a little fun in this moment messing with her. I love this man so much. Why is he so damn attractive in this moment? I actually know why ha. He's protecting Lucy and trying to do damage control at the same time. Also by taking control back from Valerie, by putting this situation back in his court. Tim calls in backup to help them if the accomplice even shows up. Tells Valerie she’ll be far away from the action if it comes to that. Not gonna let her get her story after potentially endangering Lucy for it.

The accomplice ends up arriving and Valerie has a ‘See’ look on her face. Thinking she is validated in all she's done to this point. Getting to watch Tim in action and in street clothes? Don’t mind if I do. They’re about to go after the guy when they notice Valerie is missing. She’s gone out on the balcony to get a photo. Clearly back tracking on her 'Killer Story' that'll get her taken seriously for a paparazzi shot instead.

She ends up getting her shot on the balcony but slips and Tim has to rescue her. She is refusing to let go of her phone as she hangs on to the railing. Lucy tells her to let the damn thing go. The guy sees them rescue her and takes off. Tim gets her up and takes off after the guy. Leaving Lucy with Valerie while he does so. This is the last we see of our handsome hero him in this ep sadly. The accomplice ends up getting arrested by a grumpy and tired Lopez in the lobby of the hotel LOL

Lucy’s SL wraps up with Valerie signing her statement. I love Lucy telling her like it is. Letting her know how wrong it was to take advantage like she did. Lucy is inclined to trust people and it bit her in the ass this time. (What he was trying to protect her from.) Unfortunately for her Tim was right on this one. She did have an agenda. Tim didn’t rub it in her face but also didn’t say she wasn’t in trouble for it haha Lucy has a mic drop moment with her. Telling her instead of going for the serious story she sold her on she went for the cheap shot. Gets up and walks away from her. Boom. Once again not a ton to content but still enough goodies ❤️

That wraps up 2x16 for our ship. Thanks as always to you all for your likes/comments and reblogs. Forever appreciate them. Can't believe we're almost done with S2. 6 left to review in this one.

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Side notes- Non Chenford

Always enjoy Nyla’s SL’s. When I first watched this ep wanted her to her back with Donovan. But glad she didn't much better fit with James but we’ll meet him later down the road.

Wopez engagement ❤️ They so cute. I love them. Happy for Angela and Wes.

See you all in 2x17 :)

[justcallmenikki7]

BTS Reaction To: Them Breaking You Out of Jail

Mafia!Au & Maknae Line

Summary: the boys are not happy when they find out that you, their girlfriend, was arrested and put into jail.

Warnings: mafia related stuff: guns, killing, mature themes (torture), split!jungkook that is basically a given with his insane personality, okay jungkook is insane in this mainly because of his love for you, ACAB is mentioned in this on all of the parts mainly in tae’s part but the term ‘acab’ is not said directly, a heated kissing scene in kook’s part, THE RELATIONSHIPS WITH THE BOYS IS A HEALTHY RELATIONSHIP!!!.

W.C.:

Notes: I went overboard with jungook’s part that I feel like I kind of do all of the time with his part in these kinds of reactions. But, I hope you enjoooooyyyy!!

Hyung Line’s Part

Park Jimin:

You were sat twiddling your thumbs on the cold concrete floor of the jail cell that you were for unnecessary and unfair reason. Being the mafia leaders girlfriend who is hated by the law enforcement is not really the best thing in the world. The cops who hate Park Jimin are the ones who know that they are crooked and unfair, so they very stupidly try to make his life a living hell. Sometimes, you wonder if they know what exactly your can and will do to them, especially if they mess with you.

They thought it would be okay for them to make a scene at your work by arresting you for being a suspect for a shooting that had nothing to do with you or even your boyfriends gang. Shrugging your shoulders, you let out a heavy sigh, now deciding to retie both of your already tied shoes from boredom. What you did not know is that on the other side of the jail, your boyfriend has stormed into the jail, shooting the cops that were in his way, Jungkook behind him as an extra eye. Walking up to the front desk lady who was secretly a spy for his gang, he gave a smile as she threw him a key that was specifically for your cell.

“Thanks, Jisoo,” Jimin thanked before making his way to you, sighing at the armed men that were at a stand off with his gang. “Why can’t things ever be easy for once?” He groaned before signaling Jungkook was a nod of his head.

You did not hear any commotion or even footsteps that were making their way towards you. A familiar chuckle was what got your attention, looking up so quickly which cause you to get dizzy for a split second. “Jiminie!” You squealed excitedly, running towards the bars, grabbing onto them.

Pouting, “Did you not think that I was going to come for you? My heart,” he pressed his right hand to his heart in a dramatic manner.

Rolling your eyes, you smiled, “well, you took an hour too long to come and get me,” you teased which earned you an adorable laugh from your boyfriend.

“Well, my bad, princess. Namjoon was taking a shit as I got the call from Jackson that you had been arrested, and so Namjoon delayed us.” Your boyfriend spoke honestly, unlocking the cell door to let you out.

You tackled him into a deep kiss, heart fluttering like it always does when he wraps his arms around your waist to bring you in closer to him. “I know that you’ll always come for me, my knight in shining armor,” you said once you pulled away from the kiss.

“NOONA AND HYUNG SITTING IN A TREE, K-I-S-S,” You jumped from the loud yelling of the two youngest. “On a serious note, Noona Jisoo said that the SWAT is on their way and will be here in like, I don’t know, .5 seconds,” Jungkook noted casually. A loud crashing noise was heard with a few cusses from Jimin’s hyung’s. “Looks like they are now here,” he said calmly, “I suggest we should get going, don’t you think?”

Kim Taehyung:

Kim Taehyung has always been a person who does not tolerate bullshit and people who have the train of thought of abusing their power just because they believe that they can. He knows that the law enforcement hates him because he basically does their job for them by getting rid of pests and keeps the streets clean. The hate that they have for him is from jealousy and pride. He knows that a few law enforcement people are actually grateful for him because of how Taehyung and his gang can actually figure out some cold cases and criminals that the law enforcement are trying to catch. Some cops and FBI members actually turn to Taehyung and his gang, mainly Min Yoongi the IT of the gang, for help when they cannot figure out a case even though their bosses are against it.

Anyways, the call that Taehyung had gotten from one of the officers that turns to Taehyung informing him that you had been arrested for going ‘over the speed limit’ with a suspension of you carrying marijuana on you really did not make his day. The officer, Yu Jong, gave details of which cell and area of the jail you were at that really went against his protocol, which Taehyung thanked him for, informing him that Jong and the other three officers who are for Taehyung that they needed get out of there as soon as possible because it will turn into a slaughter house. Dressing in his designer ripped jeans, a black shirt and his Gucci jacket, he grabbed his pistol and got the gang together, making their way to the jail.

You are having a glaring contest with the officer who arrested you, the distaste that you both have for one another is strong. “You’re honestly a piece of shit, you know that?” You commented calmly, knowing that your boyfriend could be showing up any minute now, so you are going to make the best of it.

“Don’t test me, bitch. I could make your life—”

“Make her life what?” Your boyfriend’s baritone voice boomed in the hallway, comforting you but mainly scaring the officer.

Smirking, you stood up cuffed hands resting against your lower stomach as you walked towards the bars, a calm look on your face. “Go on, don’t be shy now, say what you were going to say,” you said calmly, too calm for the officer.

Not saying anything due to being frozen in shock at the thought that Kim Taehyung is standing right behind him with his pistol aimed at his head with the safety off. Sighing, Taehyung rolled his eyes out of boredom, “You guys are literally all talk but cannot for the life of you actually say anything to my face, it’s pathetic really. Now, hand me the keys so I can take my innocent girlfriend home.”

Doing as he was told, you were out of the cell and in your boyfriend’s arms in no time. You knew that this was the cop who has been tormenting both you and Taehyung for years now, and you knew that Taehyung has had enough of it. So, wanting to spice things up, you whispered into your boyfriend’s ear, “He also called me a bitch, Tae.”

Smirking darkly at you, “oh did he now? What a shame,” Taehyung looked at the officer who was looking back at him with fear in his eyes, “what a real shame.”

Jeon Jungkook:

You love your boyfriend with all of your heart – you really do – but sometimes you get nervous with how … sadistic he can get with his job. You know that he loves the thrill he gets when he sees the fear in his victim’s eyes, you can tell that he gets off from it sometimes. Knowing him since you both were in diapers and been together exclusively since the age of fifteen, you are confident with confirming that you know your boyfriend like the back of your hand, and as he did you. But having been in the job since the age of seventeen, taking  over his dads position when he was murdered, Jungkook, you can now say that you do not know his business side like his gang. Namjoon once said that Jungkook turns into a completely different person, someone more sinister – and you do not want to know that side; not because of the fear of him hurting (something you know that would never happen) but because of wanting to stay out of whatever business he is in.

Jungkook has made it a mission of making sure that you would never get tied into his business, and made a promise to yourself that you somehow you did, he would make sure that whoever found out about you and dragged you in would never see the light of day ever again. So, receiving a phone call from Seokjin, telling him that the cops in Busan had arrested you as a pay back for ‘scaring them into submission’ and wanting to show that they will not back down, Jungkook automatically saw red. He knew that this would happen once the Sheriff, Kim Jung, stepped down, a good friend of his dads, actually. But Jungkook dreaded the thought of the son of the Jung, Kim Mark, would screw everything up, always having something against Jungkook since the two were kids without any reason. Jungkook had told Mr. Jung that even though they were almost like family, Jungkook will do whatever he would to a person that he ran into on the street – in short, killing them – and Jung sadly accepted that possible fate of his son.

And as you sat in jail cell that was being watched over by Mark himself, both of you hearing the gun shots and screaming of the officers in the room above. There was a feeling of relief of safety that you felt, but there was also a feeling of nervousness, almost fear, that you felt that came of the knowledge of seeing your Jungkookie in action – the side that you will meet. You came to accept that this may change your relationship dynamic, something that both you and Jungkook will have a very long talk and acceptance of whatever that means. To make things clear, you will never leave Jungkook over this, but you know that this is the beginning of being involved in his second life style – the lifestyle that Jungkook was trying to prevent you from of being involved in.

So, as you heard the deep, sadistic laugh that came from your boyfriend, you braced yourself. You watched his intimidating form walk in, his long black hair in a half up bun while the lower half of his hair touched his shoulders. His signature outfit which consisted of his black ripped skinny jeans, timberlands, and an oversized white shirt and his black leather jacket – you would be a liar if you said that he did not look hot as fuck. But the one thing that you did notice about him was the deranged look in his eyes that looked you straight in the eyes – noting the fear you felt.

“Now look at what you did, Marky, you scared my girlfriend, my Y/N. Now that is another thing that you will have to pay for.” He snarled, moving to the side so that Taehyung and Jimin restricted him, kicking the pointing gun out of his hands. Walking over to the cell door, Jungkook unlocked it, pulling you into him for a heated kiss. You allowed him to dominate you for that small moment, letting out a shaky breath as he pulled away. You knew that right now the man standing in front of you is not your Jungkook, it is someone different. Brushing the hairs that fell in front of your face, Jungkook smiled down at you lovingly, “There’s my beautiful princess. I’m sorry that Marky over there caused this mess, but I’ll make sure to clean it up for you, don’t want my princess to get into anymore messes now,” he chuckled a spine chilling laugh, one that shook you to the core. But what made you even more nervous for Marks life was when you were walking up the stairs to the main floor was the scream that came from Mark and the laughter of your boyfriend that soon followed after.

[rigginsstreet]

this is inspired by senior dying (everybody loved that shit) and also that scene of mickey torching terrys grave lmfao

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“So this is really it. The fucker finally kicked it.”

“Yep.”

FP had gotten a call the day his father’s body rolled into the morgue. Apparently he had still been listed as next of kin despite not having talked to the man in years and both of them being clear they never wanted to speak again. 

Still. His phone rang. And when the lady on the other end brought him up to speed, he had simply responded she had the wrong number. He was no son of Forsythe Jones. Had no ties to the man and definitely wasn’t about to bare any responsibility for death care.

Senior made his own bed. Burned every bridge he ever had. Like hell was FP gonna make up for it now.

Fred can admit he was happy to hear the news. Could finally rest easy knowing there was no longer a chance of that man ever ruining their lives again. But. He’s not naive to the fact that even if Forsythe Senior was a miserable bastard of a man, he was still FP’s father. And he knew, deep down, that still meant something to FP.

Which is why it feels like they’ve been walking on eggshells ever since he got the call. There were no tears, no yelling, no anything. FP hung up, relayed the news, and went out to work on his bike like nothing had happened.

“The man’s been dead to me since I was fifteen,” FP had said. “Not gonna start crying about it now.”

So it comes as a minor shock when FP springs on Fred a few days later that they’re gonna go to the cemetery. He knows a guy who works at the morgue. Got a call telling him the city was doing burials for unclaimed bodies that day, if FP wanted a last chance to do anything about it.

Turns out, FP maybe wasn’t as stone cold to the situation as he let on. Because now they’re standing here, in front of the freshly dug final resting place of one Forsythe Pendleton Jones, casket staring right at them as it waits to be covered in dirt. 

FP doesn’t know why they even bothered. Should’ve just thrown his ass in bare, let the worms pick at him till there’s nothing left. 

He doesn’t think he’s ever loved his dad. Maybe once upon a time, long long ago when he was smaller. Before the beatings started. But he can’t really remember that time, so he hardly thinks it counts. 

He mourns, but not for the dead man below his feet. He mourns for himself. The person he could’ve been. The childhood he could’ve had. The child that was beaten and broken and made to hate himself and everyone around him. He mourns the years of his life he’s lost because of that man. Years that he’s only just now starting to get back. Has had to fight tooth and nail to reclaim some part of himself that was taken away so young. 

He wipes away the tears in his eyes with the backs of his hands. Fred places a gentle hand to the back of his neck, pulls him into his side and places his lips to his temple.

Fred doesn’t say anything. Lets the kiss be all the comfort he can give because he knows there are no words to make this better. FP needs to feel what he feels, and Fred will stand by him like he has since they were kids.

They stand there in silence. Fred lets FP take whatever time he needs. Will stand here until they get kicked out if he has to. 

He sees in his periphery FP reaching into his jacket. Fred doesn’t remember FP stuffing anything in there before they left. Maybe it’s a letter, or some old token fitting for the occasion...

It’s a bottle. A bottle that FP starts squirting down onto the casket.

“What the hell are you-”

FP pulls out matches from his other pocket. Before Fred can get a word out about how definitely not legal this is, FP’s striking one and letting it fall into the grave, watching the whole thing set ablaze.

Fred looks around frantically, making sure they aren’t about to get caught. While he appreciates the gesture (certainly there’s no more deserving guy...), he can’t help his racing heart at the idea of getting arrested today for grave desecration.

“Baby, I understand you’re grieving right now, and I’m not saying he doesn’t deserve it,but have you COMPLETELY LOST YOUR MIND?!” Fred whisper-shouts. In hindsight, he should have expected this. Should’ve have known FP wouldn’t venture down to his father’s grave without a spectacle. It’s his own fault really. 

“Hey! What are you two doing?” A cemetery worker yells from some distance away. 

It finally breaks FP from his fire-induced trance. He looks towards the yelling, laughs a little to himself. “Oh shit.” He looks back down at the grave one final time. Spits. Says “Have fun burning in hell you miserable prick,” before he grabs Fred and starts to run.

The guy’s still yelling at them, chasing after them when FP glances back. He pushes Fred towards the truck. A constant string of “Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God”’s falling from his husband’s lips. 

FP can’t help but laugh. Even if they end up in jail for the night, it’ll have been worth it. 

They make it back to the truck, FP pushing Fred into the passenger seat since he’s in no condition to make a proper getaway. They speed off before the guy can catch up to them. Hightailing it out of the cemetery at breakneck speeds he didn’t even know Fred’s old truck could reach.

Once they’re sufficiently out of harm’s way, FP slows down to a cruise as they drive through town, though he’s still riding the high of his little stunt.

“You’re insane, you know that?” Fred tells him through panting breaths.

“Well you married me,” FP retorts, flashing his husband a smile.

And Fred can see it in FP’s eyes, all the hurt and trauma and pain he’s carried for so long. So clearly visible even when he’s trying to hide it. The scars that don’t go away so easily, no matter how much Fred tries to heal them. 

He reaches over to take FP’s hand, weaving their fingers together. “I love you,” he says. Stares at FP’s profile, waiting for him to look back. 

FP feels a lump in his throat. Tears threatening to spill from his eyes as he looks to Fred. The second time he’s cried today, but this time it’s not because he’s unloved. This time it’s because he knows he is. That he has someone in his corner, by his side, loving him despite how difficult he can make it sometimes. Loves him unconditionally, the way he should’ve been all those years ago. 

He squeezes Fred’s hand. “I love you, too.”

[sturchling]

Adrien salt where Adrien tries to date a girl he thinks is Ladybug, but she's already dating someone and honestly doesn't like Adrien since he keeps pulling the poor little rich boy act. Adrien doesn't give up and it gets him in trouble.

Adrien was practically vibrating with excitement. Today was the day. Today was the day he would ask his lady out on a date as civilians. He had been working for weeks to determine who her civilian identity was. Adrien was sure that would prove to his lady that his affections were genuine. It had taken several weeks, but he was sure he had figured it out.

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He had spent weeks pouring over security camera footage surrounding akuma attacks, and any students in the city that had unexplained absences or were frequently late. At first he didn’t see anything, and began to feel like it was pointless. Then Adrien noticed the same girl showed up on different security cameras around the city, near where Ladybug had just disappeared to detransform. 

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At first Adrien thought it had to be a coincidence, this girl didn’t look  like Ladybug. Sure, her hair and eyes were the same color, but her hair was much longer. And she was more tan then Ladybug. But the more times she appeared on camera, the more Adrien was sure. After all, his miraculous makes his eyes completely green, who is to say the miraculous couldn’t shorten his lady’s hair and make her more pale. This had to be her. Adrien was sure. Plagg kept trying to talk him out of it, but Adrien was sure that Plagg was just trying to keep the secret. But it wouldn’t matter soon, once Adrien and his lady were dating, they would deal with whatever consequences came from knowing each other’s identities. He was sure their love could overcome anything.

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After a little more research, he found that the girl from the security cameras attended his school, and even used to be in Mrs. Bustier’s class before she transferred to Mrs. Mendeleiev’s class. Now it all made sense why Ladybug’s kwami had been at his school, Ladybug herself went to his school. That even explained why the kwami had been in Mrs. Mendeleiev’s classroom, because that is Ladybug’s classroom. Everything made perfect sense now. This girl had to be Ladybug, it was the only thing that made sense. 

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The only problem now was during his research, Adrien found out that this girl, who he learned is named Chantelle, is already dating someone. Of course Ladybug had told Adrien that she was already in love with someone else. But Adrien believed that she had said that to try and keep them from knowing each other outside the mask. Once Chantelle knew the lengths he had gone to prove his love, and that he already knew her civilian identity, she would leave her boyfriend and then they could finally be together.

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Sure in his plan, despite Plagg’s best efforts to convince him otherwise, Adrien left for school, excited to profess his love to his lady. He got to school early, hoping to find his lady alone. He got lucky and found her in the library, reading. He walked up behind her, and said, “Good morning my lady.” Chantelle whipped around to face him, looking confused. “What did you say?” Adrien smirked, “I said, good morning my lady.” Chantelle rolled her eyes and turned back to her book. “I am not your lady. I’m not your anything.” Adrien hesitated a moment, before reassuring himself that his lady was just playing hard to get, and wanted to pretend at still have a secret identity. If that is what she wanted, he would play along.

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Adrien switched gears, putting away his Chat persona for now. He and his lady could discuss their identities another time. All that mattered is that he made her his girlfriend. “I just wanted to tell you that I like you a lot and would love to take you out sometime.” Chantelle stood up, gathering her things since the late bell had just rung. She was just going to reject him as nice as she could and then leave. “Look, your Adrien right? While I am flattered, like I said, I’m taken. And while I’m flattered, I don’t feel the same way. All I ever see or hear you do is mope about how your father doesn’t treat you well. And while I feel bad for you, I don’t like this poor little rich boy act you do. So, sorry, but I don’t like you the same way. I have to go, I’m late for class.” Chantelle leaves the library in a rush, and Adrien is left standing there wondering what had gone wrong.

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By the end of the day, Adrien was frustrated. He understood her wanting to keep identities a secret, and had even played along. But she still rejected him. Surely she could feel that they were destined to be together. Why didn’t she react to his confession the way she was supposed to? She must have thought that Adrien wasn’t serious. That he was just being Chat and playing around. But Adrien would show her she was wrong. He would prove his love. No matter what it took, she would be his.

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The next several weeks, Adrien would constantly try to contact Chantelle. He had found out her phone number, and her email. He texted and emailed her constantly. And he still tried to talk to her during school. But Chantelle continued to play hard to get and wouldn’t give him the time of day. She even had the nerve to start running from him when she saw him coming. She had even started having her friends escort her to and from school. Like she was afraid of him. But Adrien knew it was all part of the game, and she was making him prove he loved her. 

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Adrien started to become angry. As much as he enjoyed this little game, he wished his lady would just stop with the nonsense and admit she loved him too. So he decided to prove his love as best he could. He had found out Chantelle’s home address by following her friends when they went to pick her up one morning. Adrien decided to send her a dozen roses. When Chantelle went out that morning and saw the flowers, she initially hoped they were from her boyfriend, trying to cheer her up. But deep down she knew they weren’t. The note on the flowers simply said, I hope these flowers prove how much I love you. I will never give up on you my lady. - Adrien. Chantelle was horrified that Adrien had found out where she lived. She slammed the door shut, and locked it with shaking hands. She started to panic at the realization that Adrien was truly stalking her and wouldn’t stop. Then an eerie calmness washed over her and a soothing voice introduced itself as Hawkmoth.

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Adrien arrived at the akuma fight slightly late, but was happy to see his lady. Surely after his gift this morning, she would be willing to speak with him after the battle. The akuma was a girl scared of a stalker. They quickly deakumatized her and Adrien was shocked to see Chantelle sitting there. Ladybug offered to help her with the stalker and Chantelle instantly burst into tears and explained the whole situation to Ladybug. Marinette was shocked to hear what Adrien had been doing to this girl, it didn’t seem like him at all. But this girl was obviously scared, so she knew something had happened. And when Chantelle mentioned that Adrien kept calling her my lady, Marinette felt the pit in her stomach grow as she realized that Adrien and Chat Noir were one and the same. She turned to face her partner, who was still staring at Chantelle in shock.

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Adrien was standing in shock, just staring at Chantelle. She isn’t Ladybug? She had to be! It was the only thing that made sense. Adrien was so shocked, he didn’t notice Ladybug approach him and remove his ring. The transformation dropped, revealing himself to everyone watching. He turned to Ladybug, “Why did you take my ring!?” Ladybug glared at him, speaking in a cold tone. “After what you did to her, you don’t deserve this ring.” Adrien desperately tried to plead his case. “Please, I thought she was you! I was just trying to prove my love. I didn’t mean to betray you!” Ladybug’s glare somehow became colder. “That isn’t the issue. The issue is you have been stalking this girl for weeks and terrifying her. Someone who does that isn’t worthy of a miraculous.” Ladybug signaled to officer Roger, who had been observing the scene for a while and heard everything, for him to come over. Officer Roger placed Adrien under arrest for stalking and took him down to the station. The whole way to the car, Adrien pleaded with Ladybug to reconsider and to help him, but she just turned away from him. As Adrien sat in the police car, he wondered how things could have gone so wrong.