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Ace is an angry guy, everyone knows how he can get when someone starts to get on his nerves or when he isn't in the best of moods, he really isn't too willing to hold himself back from any kind of threats. However, with you, he really would hold himself back a little bit. He isn't the type to outright hit you, even if the two of you are having an argument, and he definitely wouldn't want the person closest to him to feel scared of him.

Despite this, he does get quite loud and aggressive if the two of you are in an argument or having a dispute over something he may have done. This is especially the case if you're confronting him about something, he quite literally can't handle being told off calmly or take in any kind of constructive criticism without taking it the wrong way most of the time.

When you flinch at him during an argument, it will register for him immediately. He swaps between his emotions easily when he's riled up, so the thought that he'd actually hit you does make him quite upset. He's seen quite a lot of the older figures in his life be quite aggressive with each other, and he's clearly been swayed by the influences he's had, so seeing you flinch at him does snap him out of the anger he was feeling and replaces his emotions with instant remorse.

He will do his best to make it up to you in any way that he can, but he definitely won’t apologise to you in public or around anyone that he knows. If the argument happened around the guys he hands around with, he’d have to drag you away to somewhere isolated before he would even attempt to apologise to you. His reputation it’s important to him, even if it makes him seem like even more of a crappy boyfriend.

Ace probably wouldn’t talk about the incident at all after it’s happened, and may even ignore you if you bring it up. He doesn’t want to think about anything that’s made him feel guilty, even if he should reflect on it. Just know that he will work on it subtly without saying anything out loud. Talking about it would just probably cause another argument with him.

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❦... A LITTLE LESS LONELY

SUMMARY: attemping to get ace to stay in for the night...

WARNINGS: heavily suggestive themes , fem!reader , needy!reader , dirty talk , implied sex

it's so hot in your house. hot in the hallway, hot in your bedroom, rising so much that the whole house was dark in hopes of fighting it with sleep, and despite all that ace quietly laces up his shoes in what he could make of the soft yellow lamplight of your little bedroom.

"ace,” you sigh, sleepily.

he hums. but doesn't look at you as you approach him from behind. he’s barred you from any attempt at hypnosis with the back of his head because of this game you love to play.

"won't you stay in with me?"

the mattress, beneath your sweetly cleaned bedsheets, dips and levels under your palms, your bended knees. and the hem of your plain nightgown hikes up and licks your thighs. your mother, the one who churched on sunday and prayed every other would cry if she took one look at the way you pedestaled, deified, and laid your love on this man. ace was a downright terror to castle rock. clearly, your understanding was much different.

"nah. i gotta go."

your arms bend around his level shoulders. you hold his body, musky with sweat that glistens off his skin and into yours; on your quiet chest like a wreath. "you always gotta go... i never know what you're doin' out there"

"it's none of your business,” he counters, quietly, slow enough to where you could hear him. he only has a bone to pick with you when you try to set him straight. your kisses find his neck. you smile against him. "why?” you pry, coyly. “you doin' bad things?"

ace twitches and turns his head, near kissing you. "what’re you buggin' me for?"

but you don’t respond. you glance at his lips, his face still so close to you, and it melts you more than this late summer heat. when he turns away, you own your breath again, but you continue to drape yourself on him. forehead, nose, then cheek curl along his back.

"i just can't understand why you wanna ride in that silly little car all night..." you mutter like a child, and he pauses before bringing himself close to you again, his nose and hair teasing your face.

“wasn’t so silly when i had your face pressed against my windows, whinin’ and squealin.’” you had him. you can hear it in the sudden gain in his breath. “what’s in it for me?” he presses, calmly. “hm?”

"anything,” you reply with a floating hitch in your throat.

"anything?” he taunts.

he could see by the rouse in your face, your delicate parted lips, hooded eyes, strands of your hair sticking to the wet sides of your glistening neck, that he had all the permission he needed to have his merry way with you.

"c'mon then.”

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen, @mikey-stardust-way

warnings: swearing, suggestive comments insinuating sex

AN: Happy 58th Birthday Kiefer!

I wandered into Irby's eyes scanning the room for the blond I was looking for. Not finding him, I walked over to the bar.

"Ace ain't here." Irby grumbled. "Cops were in here earlier. Looking for his old man."

"Damn. Thanks Irby." I said as I tapped the bar.

"Check Pop's garage." He called after me, nodding as I looked back at him. "Heard Eyeball say something about it last night. Ace been sleeping there I think."

"Thanks again Irby." I saluted him as I walked back out into the sunlight. Getting in my car, I drove to the old junk yard. I saw Ace sitting in the back of a pick up truck, cleaning parts and smoking. "Hey!" I called, standing up in my car once I had parked. "Ace!"

"What?" He grumbled, not looking up from the part in his hands. "Irby let slip I was out here?" I nodded as I climbed out of the car and headed towards him. "Dumb fuck can't keep his mouth shut."

"No he can't. But it did benefit you." I said, climbing into the truck bed. "Your old man is gonna get arrested. Cops were in Irby's looking for him earlier. And since he can't keep his mouth shut..." I smiled at him. "Best birthday present anyone could ask for am I right?" Ace scoffed.

"Who told you that?" He asked, small smirk on his face. "I'm betting Eyeball."

"Nope." I smiled at him. "Pop. Wanted to make sure you weren't alone today. He said you have a tendency to push away everyone because you don't like your birthday or something." I shrugged as I settled in next to him. Ace frowned at me. "So guess what? I'm taking you to a movie and then we're gonna go up to Castle Lake and make out a bit and maybe it will lead to something else." Ace chuckled as he shook his head, attention returning to the part in his hands.

"If you think I'm letting you take me out you're crazy." He said. I cupped his chin and turned his face back towards me. He gulped slightly as he saw the playful smirk on my face.

"I'm taking you out Ace." I whispered, making sure he held my gaze. "Pop is paying. So we can do whatever it is we want."

"Or, hear me out." Ace murmured, eyeing my lips. "We take the money and we sneak into the movie. Steal some popcorn from someone else. And then we head up the backroads to Castle Lake." I nodded.

"Sounds like a good plan John." I said before kissing him softly. Ace shook his head with a chuckle as we parted.

"I'll be damned if I let you call me John though." He said. I smiled at him as I put my head on his shoulder.

"Yeah but I'm the only one you won't cut for doing it." I said with a massive grin. "So happy birthday John." I laughed while Ace continued cleaning the part, grumbling about how close he was to actually shoving me out of the truck bed.

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Ace Merrill x female!Chambers!reader - Tell Me

Summary: When your brother's best friend wants to know what's gotten you so upset you have no choice but reveal what the girls that keep giving your trouble have found out about. Ace's reaction to your crush is not what you expected.

Warnings: Small injury, it's kinda implied that reader gets bullied, language

"What did you do to your hand?"

You glanced at your brother who stood beside you, smoking, and quickly pulled down your sleeve to hide the injury.

The knuckle of your little finger was badly swollen, and when you opened your palm with the fingers stretched, it stood out white against your bruised flesh, much further back than it should have been compared to your other hand. If it hadn't been for the fact that it barely hurt you would have thought your knuckle was dislocated.

"Nothin'."

Eyeball saw right through your lie. "Please tell me you didn't punch a wall again," he groaned.

"I'm afraid I cannot tell you that."

An exasperated sigh from your twin caused you to add, "In my defense, it was an accident this time. I was aiming for a cheerleader's face, but she ducked away faster than I thought."

You almost wished you'd punched the wall out of anger as you sometimes did. If you had you wouldn't have struck it at such an unfortunate angle, and your knuckle would be fine. Well... maybe. After all the wall was rather hard either way.

"What is it with you and those cheerleaders? What did this one do now?!"

"She was making fun of me!"

"Great, and now she can make fun of you for managing to hit the wall instead of her. Good job!"

You crossed your arms over your chest and pouted. "She'll want to think twice about that. I broke her nose with the second punch, and if she keeps talking shit I'll gladly make it worse."

"What did she make fun of you for, anyway?"

You sighed. "The usual. Except worse cause those bitches somehow found out about my crush on Ace. Or maybe it was just a shot in the dark to see how I'd react, but..."

"...but now they definitely know for sure," Eyeball finished your sentence. He sighed. "Are you gonna tell him now, before he finds out from them?"

"I dunno, Richie. He probably doesn't feel the same, and it would just make things awkward between us. It's not like he'd believe them if they start spreading rumors."

They were probably doing so at this very moment, sitting at lunch with their little friends and pretentious boyfriends.

You wondered where Ace might be. Not in the cafeteria, that was for sure, so you didn't have to worry about him finding out just yet.

"You sure about that?" Richie asked, and for a second you wondered if he'd read your mind. Then you remembered what you'd said.

"What, do you think he'd believe them over me if I deny it?!"

Eyeball shrugged. "I dunno. I'm just saying you're not exactly a good liar when it comes to stuff you're emotional about. And a crush is like the very definition of emotional."

You stopped pacing back and forth—when had you started doing that, anyway? You couldn't recall—, and sat down in the grass, burying your face in your hands with a frustrated sigh. "I know. God, this is so fucking stupid!"

"What is?"

Your head snapped up, your eyes meeting those of the person responsible for your current dilemma.

"Hi Ace."

You awkwardly smiled up at him.

How long had he been there? Had he heard what you and Richie had been talking about?

"Hey. What's got you so upset?"

Seemed like he hadn't. Thank god.

"'m not upset."

He crouched down next to you, and scoffed. "Sure you ain't. Is it those stupid cheerleaders again?"

You nodded and hoped that would be the end of it, but Ace reached for your hand, inspecting your injury.

"Got you pretty riled up this time, huh? You punch a wall or one of them?"

You couldn't answer at first, too focused on the fact that he was holding your hand. His skin was pleasantly warm against your own—your hands were cold, as usually, except for your swollen knuckle, which was sickly hot—and you felt the rough calluses on them.

"Both, actually," you finally managed. "First the wall, then the cheerleader."

Ace laughed and finally let go of your hand. "Damn. What did she say to make you that angry?"

You shook your head. "Never mind."

"C'mon."

"No, never mind. It's nothin', Ace. Just let it go."

"Yeah, I don't think so. If it got you this upset it clearly isn't nothing. C'mon, if you tell me what it is I'll help you beat her up some more."

Despite everything he got a little smile out of you with that. "Tempting, but I already handled her."

"Ah. So there is something you could tell me. I wanna know what that bitch said to you, Y/N, and I won't leave you alone until you tell me."

Damn it, why did he have to be so fucking stubborn?!

You looked to your brother for help, but instead of helping you he gave you a look that screamed Tell him! and walked away without a word. Fucking traitor.

Ace put a hand under your chin, making you look back at him.

"What did she say to you?"

"The usual shit 'bout my family."

"You're used to that, doll. Those bitches don't know shit, and you know it. There must have been something else that's bothering you so much. Isn't there?"

"Maybe..."

"Won't you tell me? Please?"

"I don't know, Ace... It's not... She– She just took a guess at something and happened to be right. It's not something I wanna talk about."

"No? Then you can be sure she is gonna talk about it."

"I know..."

"Then why don't you just tell me? I don't wanna be the last one to find out."

Good point. At this time tomorrow the whole school would know about your crush on Ace thanks to those cheerleaders...

"I guess I should..."

"Go on then. It can't be that bad."

"Okay. But– But you have to promise me you won't laugh."

"Of course not. I'd never laugh at you, doll."

"Okay. Okay, so, the thing is... I, uh... I might have a bit of a crush on you. Perhaps." You paused, and decided you shouldn't downplay it like that. As far as the cheerleaders were concerned, and everyone they would doubtlessly be spreading rumors to, it wasn't more than that—couldn't possibly be more than that, because people like you had black holes for hearts and didn't even know how to spell 'love', let alone how it felt,—but Ace deserved to know the truth, even if you weren't sure if he'd appreciate it. "No, actually– actually it's more than just a bit of a crush. I love you. And– and I don't expect– You– You don't have to say anything..."

You couldn't stand to look him in the face, so you didn't know what Ace was thinking, but at least he wasn't laughing at you.

The silence seemed to stretch forever, until Ace finally spoke.

"Wow. That's not what I was expecting when you told me not to laugh."

You shrugged, still looking at the ground instead of at him.

You heard him sigh, and prepared for the rejection that was sure to follow. You were sure he was just trying to find the right words to turn you down without hurting your feelings too much. You were friends. You couldn't possibly hope for more than that. Ace didn't do love, only one night stands, and that was the last thing you wanted. Rejection was inevitable.

"Listen, doll, I'm not exactly the relationship type–"

"I know. That's why I didn't say anything. I don't expect you to feel the same. You don't do feelings. That's fine. Please just forget it, okay? I just told you so you wouldn't have to find out from those fucking cheerleaders."

"Would you please let me finish my sentence, Sweetheart?" His voice lacked the sarcasm it usually held when he called you that, and though the annoyance was there, it was softened by a fondness you'd never heard from him before. "I ain't never gone steady with a girl, but you're special. I like you, Y/N, and I wanna give it a try. Give us a try. I don't know if it's love, but–" He shrugged. "There's something about you. I think it'd be nice if you were my girl. If you'll give me a chance."

If you would give him a chance? Good god, he made it sound as if you hadn't just confessed your love to him, as if he was the one whose heart was beating so fast it surely was going to leap out of their chest any second.

"Of course I'll give you a chance you dork. There's nothing I'd love more than to be your girl."

Your eyes met his, and despite the always-present confident smirk you noticed the vulnerability hidden just underneath. He'd said he didn't know if it was love, but there were feelings between you, that was for sure.

"Are you sure? I certainly ain't the ideal boyfriend. I'll try my best, but..." Again he trailed off and shrugged.

You knew what he meant.

Having known Ace pretty much your whole life you knew him in and out, knew all about his many escapades with various girls—all of which ended up heartbroken because unlike them, Ace hadn't been looking for love, but only a good fuck. You knew he could be difficult. Arrogant. Reckless. Mean.

But you'd also seen his good sides, and in your eyes those outweighed the bad by far.

He was loyal, to his friends, his gang—including you—,and you believed he was capable of being a faithful boyfriend if he bothered to try. He could be caring when he wanted to, you'd seen it when Eyeball or you were hurt. Protective, too. And, maybe the most important of all, he never ever got violet with the people he cared about, no matter how angry he was.

So no, Ace was by no means perfect, but maybe that very fact made him the perfect match for you, because neither were you.

You smiled at him. "Don't worry, I wouldn't expect you to change. I love you just the way you are, crimes, flaws and all. Well... there is one thing. If you really want me there can't be any other girls."

Ace chuckled. "Yeah, I figured. I'd never cheat on you, don't worry. If, uh, if you catch me flirting with someone, out of habit, you know, you have my permission to punch my shoulder."

"Deal. Now... Can I get a kiss?"

Ace pulled you close with arm around your waist. "Mhm. You're my girl now; you can have all the kisses you want."

"–but not when I'm watching!"

Richie. Of course that asshole had to come back at the most inconvenient moment possible.

"Look away then!" you said, and pressed your lip's against Ace's without waiting to see if your brother would comply.

At this time tomorrow the whole school would know about your crush on Ace. But they could gossip all they wanted to. Ace was your boyfriend now, not just your crush, and you would make sure everyone learned about that, too. Then they'd really have something to talk about.

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"My Dad warned me about you, Ace. He told me you were a bad boy. That I shouldn't follow you around like I do. He told me that I shouldn't waste my time on people like you. But I don't listen to him... I never did... Cause I thought he was wrong. Cause maybe all those days you teased me and mocked me, or those times when we were little and you'd chase me away with snakes or pull my hair, didn't matter in the end. Cause in the end you were good to me, cause you loved me just as much as I loved you. But now I see he's right. You are a bad boy, Ace. I wished I'd never met you."

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𝕬𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝕷𝖎𝖋𝖊 (Another Life)

Pt 2

OC x AceMerrill/David

TW: None

From the first moment Ace laid his eyes on you, he was smitten. He of course would never admit that to anyone. In his eyes, you were the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Living in Castle Rock, he never really saw many people that looked the same as you did. Well actually, thinking about it, you were the only one he had seen that dressed the way you did. Your long, wavy black hair and your all black clothing, with the occasional exception of red here and there, he was awestruck. Ace especially loved it when you wore that dark red lipstick of yours, a blood red. When he saw you being harassed by three boys, he immediately jumped into action to help you, Eyeball, Charlie, Billy and Vince following suit. From that day on, Ace had made a silent promise to always protect you. It didn’t take long for the two of you to start dating. It was like you were being drawn together like magnets. You were never apart from each other for too long, meaning that you two spent a lot of time together either with his gang or just the two of you alone. Ace loved every second he got to spend with you, especially when you were alone. He liked to be able to talk with you and just relax without having to worry about others hearing you or worrying about having to keep his tough guy front up. He never thought that he would admit it, but he loved being able to be vulnerable with you. You were the first and only person that had ever made him feel this way and while it was scary at first, he soon began to get used to it, even go as far as to look forward to it. He especially loved when you would practically beg him to read to you. It took almost a good year before he gave in and once he did, he wished that he had given in sooner. The way you would lay against him and sometimes even fall asleep on him, made his heart swell up with more love than he thought possible. 

By the time he was nineteen, and you were eighteen, he had decided that it was time for the two of you to get the hell out of Castle Rock for good. Saying goodbye to you was very difficult, though he put on a strong face for you, he knew that until you two were together again, his heart wouldn’t be complete. All was going well for a while. Ace would call you every day, sometimes more than once a day, to make sure everything with you was going well and to update you on what he was doing. He also missed you and your voice like crazy. After a while of driving around and searching for somewhere that you and him could call home, Ace arrived in a town called Santa Carla. It seemed like a pretty nice beach town, from what he could see. There was something about this place that made Ace think that this could be a good place for you two to live. After spending the rest of the day looking around and getting a good feel for the place, Ace decided that yes, Santa Carla would be a perfect place for you to run away to. He was on his way to a pay phone to call you and tell you the good news, when it happened. For years Ace blamed himself for not being more observant of his surroundings as he should have been, but he was just so excited to call you and tell you, that he let his guard down. That would prove to be the single worst mistake of his life, a mistake that he has been paying for, for almost three decades.

David was ripped from his thoughts by Paul and Marko yelling and being loud as usual. The sun had set not too long ago and they were amped and ready to go to the boardwalk to pick out their dinner. It’s not that David wasn’t, it’s just that he had been feeling kind of off lately. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it and that pissed him off. All he could do was wait and see what would happen. Paul, Marko, Dwayne, Star and Laddie left the cave, making their way to their bikes, while David hung back for a moment. Standing in the entrance of the cave, he dug his hand into the inside of his coat where there was a pocket. Pulling his hand back out, he brought with him the photo that he always had with him. Staring at the smiling woman in the photo, David closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Aurora. God he missed you so much. Not a night goes by that he doesn’t think about you and every day he dreams about you, as if reliving memories through his dreams. Eventually, he places the photo back into his pocket and makes his way outside to where his brothers, Star and Laddie are waiting. After getting to the boardwalk, they all pull up to their usual spot and park their bikes. Star takes off with Laddie to go on some rides, while the rest of them just hang around the bikes. They had only been at the boardwalk for less than an hour when David smelt it. He almost didn’t catch it at first but when he did, it was unmistakable. David knew that scent anywhere, but how could it be? It didn’t make any sense, unless you were visiting Santa Carla for vacation like others. David had long since resigned himself to the fact that you had more than likely moved on, married some asshole and had a kid or two. Still, he couldn’t just stand here and let you get away. After almost thirty years, here you were, so close. 

Before he even knew what was happening, David was moving through the crowd, searching madly for you. Following your scent, he was led to a stall. That’s when he saw you. “Aurora.” He breathed out quietly. It had been so long since he last saw you, that his brain almost refused to believe what he was seeing. But there you were and you looked exactly as you did the last time you were together. That obviously struck him as very odd. You should be forty six by now, yet here you were, still looking eighteen years old. Another thing that David noticed upon seeing you again was that, much to his delight, you were his mate. He watched as you brought your hand up and held the necklace around your neck. It was the locket he had given you for your eighteenth birthday. David unconsciously smiled at the sight and at the memory of that night. He had taken you on a drive that night, the both of you listening to the radio as he drove. The windows were rolled down a bit so the cool night breeze was flowing through your long dark hair. He was stealing glances at you as he drove. You were unaware of this though, you were sitting there with your head back and eyes closed, just enjoying the night. He loved watching you like this, completely unaware of his eyes on you. Once you were at your destination, he turned off the car and you both moved closer to each other. He wrapped an arm around you, making you curl into his side. After sitting there for a while, talking and him stealing kisses from you, he reached a hand into his pocket and pulled something out. It was a beautiful silver locket that he had stolen for you. Before he picked you up, he had put a photo of you and himself in it. He wasn’t the most romantic guy in the world, but you seemed to bring that side out of him. Upon seeing it, his heart swelled at the sight of the big smile you gave him. “Happy birthday, doll.” He told you as he put the necklace around your neck. “Ace, it’s beautiful! I love it. Thank you.” You told him, reaching to wrap your arms around his neck and pulling him in for a kiss. “I love you, Aurora.” “I love you too, Ace.” 

David was pulled from the sweet memory by some kids running past him yelling. He took a deep breath before deciding that it was now or never. As he walked up to you, he felt almost…. Scared. Scared. Now that’s a feeling David hasn’t felt in a very long time. Burying that feeling down, he finally reached you, stopping right behind you. He reached his gloved hand out and placed it on your shoulder, gaining your attention. You turned around and finally, you were looking right at him. Right into his eyes. The look on your face was one of pure shock and confusion. It was like you were frozen upon seeing him. “Ace.” You said in a whisper. “Hey doll. Long time, no see.” He said. He cursed himself for that being the first thing he said to you but he couldn’t dwell on it for long, as he was quickly engulfed in a tight hug. He didn’t react at first at the sudden action but pulled himself together quickly and wrapped his arms around you. His grip was tight, like if he held you too loosely, you would disappear. He knew he missed you like crazy, of course he did. You were, are, the love of his life. But after being apart from you for so long, he had almost forgotten just how strong and overwhelming it was to be in your presence. He closed his eyes and breathed in your scent, relishing in the fact that he had you in his arms again and this time, he was never going to let you go again. Never again will he be without you. As the two of you pulled back slightly, still holding onto each other, not yet ready to fully separate, you just stared at each other for a few moments. He could see the tears silently falling from your eyes. He never did like to see you cry. Reaching a hand up to your face, he wiped the tears from your face. “Don’t cry, doll.” He said to you. Your lip started to quiver a bit. “You never came back for me, Ace. You promised you would. I waited for you but you never came back.” You said through the fresh tears that started to fall, your voice shaking. 

David’s heart broke. He had every intention in coming back for you. He was going to bring you back here so the two of you could start your life together, a fresh start for the both of you. If he knew what was going to happen, he never would have left you back in Castle Rock. He would have brought you with him. He had felt so guilty all these years, thinking about how you were left there to wonder. “I’m so sorry. I never meant to break my promise to you, doll. You gotta believe me when I say I had every intention of coming back for you.” He tried to tell you. He desperately wanted you to believe him when he said that, because it was true. “Then why didn’t you? Why did you leave me there?” You pleaded, wanting him to explain himself. David looked around for a moment before looking back at you. “Not here.” He said, pulling away and reaching for your hand. “Come with me. I’ll explain everything to you somewhere more private.” He said. You looked at him only for a moment before taking his hand. “And maybe you can tell me why you still look just as beautiful as when I last saw you.” He added and you nodded. David led you through the crowd and to where his and his brothers bikes were parked. When you got there, Dwayne, Paul and Marko gave the two of you questioning looks. “Who’s this babe?” Paul asked, a flirtatious smirk plastered on his face. David quickly gave him a glare, which quickly shut him up. “We’re leaving. Don’t wait for us, we’ll meet you back at the cave.” David told the group quickly before getting onto his bike and helping you onto the back. “Hold on tight.” He told you, grabbing your hands and making sure your arms were wrapped securely around him. Giving the boys one last glance and sharing a look with Dwayne, he started up his bike and took off. He knew what he had to tell you wouldn’t be easy. Hell, you may not even believe him, but he knew that him still looking the same as he did when you last saw him, you also not having aged, would help your belief along. He just hoped that you wouldn’t be scared away when you found out. That was the last thing he wanted.

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Not What I Had Planned

Word Count: 1,294

Status: Requested!

Fandom: Stand By Me 1986

A/N: This was an idea I had gotten from someone on Wattpad who had requested it on that platform.

Relationship: Ace Merrill x GenderNeutral!Reader (soon baby x Ace x GN!Reader)

Summary: As Ace was on his way home from a day out with the boys, he was caught by surprise as an unexpected bundle of joy was found on the side of the road.  In those very few seconds, his life flips, but is it for the best or the worst?

Warnings: language, more fluff, some angst (Ace gets in his feels)

Masterlist  Stand By Me Masterlist Part Two

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How it feels finding something to read when the fandom is either dead or unknown or the character is just underated:

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Ace Merrill Masterlist

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18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @eclecticwildflowers, @illiana-mystery, @onedirectionlovers2014

warnings: swearing, talk of menstruation, ace is a little bit of an asshole but it’s for the good of reader

I drove another car into the garage and set it up for ace. He smiled at me as I climbed out and popped the hood for him.

“thanks babe.” Ace said as he kissed my cheek. “Wanna work on this one?”

“Sure.” I said, smiling back at him as I secured the hood and looked into the engine. “What’s wrong with it?” There was a twinge in my stomach as I leaned into the car a little. I waved it off mentally and looked back over at ace.

“needs a new filter.” Ace shrugged. “Might as well check the oil while you’re in there.” I nodded and pulled aces tools over to me.

“what about the fan belt?” I asked. Ace moved next to me to look.

“yeah might as well change that too.” He nodded. “Let me go get it for you.” I cringed as there was another twinge of pain across my abdomen. I ran my hand across where the pain flared before leaning into the car to work on removing the parts that needed to be removed. “Parts are by the tools. I’m going to work on an oil change next to you.” Ace put his hand on my back so I didn’t jump. I nodded as I winced in pain again.

“sounds good. Thanks.” I shot him a smile and he nodded. His eyebrows furrowed before he walked over to start on the car like he said he would. Throughout the rest of work I was doing, I continued to wince and even had to bite back a soft moan of pain. Ace kept glancing over at me every time I did. “Hnng. Fuck.” I groaned and ace walked over, wiping his hands on a cloth as he grabbed the back of my coveralls, tugging me off the car.

“you’re not ok.” He said, his voice low. “What’s wrong?” I shook my head and smiled at him.

“I’m fine ace.” I tried to assure him. “Let me get back to the car.” I went to move back to the car but his grip on my collar tightened. “Ace. I’m serious.”

“you’re not fine. Everyone here can see it. Eyeball even mentioned something. And eyeball doesn’t notice anything.” I frowned at him.

“ace. I’m serious. I’m fine.” I tried to assure him. Ace sighed and let go of my collar. I went to love back to the car when ace ducked down and put his shoulder against my stomach. Standing up he tipped me over his shoulder, arm across the back of my legs. “Ace!” I cried, making some of the other mechanics look over. Eyeball and Vince started laughing as they walked ace carry me to his office. “Put me down you asshole!” I pounded on his back but it didn’t make him stop. “Merrill!”

“sit.” He said as he dumped me on the couch and gave me a pointed look. I pouted at him as he went around his desk to grab something from a drawer. He tossed me the small bottle and I caught it. I frowned at the bottle and looked back up at him. “Take those.” Ace rounded the desk again to go to the mini fridge in the corner. He pulled out a bottle of water and handed it to me as he sat down next to me.

“pain killers?” I asked as I did what he said. “Why do you have pain killers in your desk?” Ace gave me a wicked grin. “What aren’t you telling me ace? Did you get hurt?” I started to look him over, bottle shaking in my hand as I ran my hand over his arm. Ace caught my hand and pressed a kiss to the back of it.

“they aren’t for me.” He assured me. “They’re for you. That drawer is yours. Didn’t you see me unlock it?” I shook my head. “Well it’s locked. I have a key. I’ll get you one made. But come here. Look.” He pulled me up and unlocked the drawer again. Ace waited for me to open it and I looked over at him with a soft smile.

“ace.” I breathed out as I sat in his chair to rifle through the drawer.

“it’s everything you need for…uh…that time of the month.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “I know I’m not the best talking about it. Or even waiting for it to end.” He chuckled and I rolled my eyes with a smile. “But you always hurt when it comes round. And I don’t like seeing you hurt.” Ace pulled me back up and wrapped his arms around me, casually taking the bottle and dropping it back into the drawer. “Eyeball mentioned once that you accidentally bled through your coveralls. Whenever someone asked he said you sat in paint. And I vaguely remembered washing them out later so you wouldn’t be embarrassed.” I looked at him and tried to think through when that happened.

“I…I don’t remember that.” I admitted. Ace smiled.

“good.” He leaned his head against mine. “As embarrassing as that has to be, I’m glad you have no idea what I’m talking about. So I stocked up on what you have at your place and what you left at mine. I figured it covered everything.” Ace handed me the key, kissing me softly. “In case you need anything else today. And take the next couple days off. Relax. Sleep. I know you feel exhausted sometimes. Just…” he shrugged and kissed me again. “We’ll cuddle when we get home and wash up.” I nodded and laughed.

“and to think most guys would be embarrassed about this. More than me finding out I bled through my coveralls.” I said, cupping his cheek. “Thank you.” Ace smiled and tugged me closer.

“of course. It’s the least I can do.” He pressed a kiss to my cheek. “Anything for you sweets.”

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WIP Game

Rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Tag as many people as you have WIPs. People send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then post a little snippet or tell them something about it. 

Thank you so much, @quinloki , for the tag. 

Without further ado, let's get into it. Underlined titles are stories that have multiple chapters. 

Wicked Moon - A Stranger Things werewolf AU. (Billy Hargrove x OC). 

Blue Jeans - This fic mostly focuses on romantic themes and family drama. The fandom is Stand By Me/The Body. (Ace Merrill x OC).

Where the Tainted Kiss - I'm working on the final chapter of this fic. It's a Far Cry 3 fic. (Vaas Montenegro x OC). 

Nightcall - A scenario I'm playing around with in the Sonic Cinematic Universe. (Ivo Robotnik x OC). 

Sweet Sacrifice - A villain arc fic in the Batman fandom. (Johnathan Crane x OC).

Beware the Wolf - I honestly need to finish this one-shot. It's a One Piece AU. (Loki x GN Reader).

Dark Secret - Another Stand By Me/The Body fic. This is a Lovecraftian-themed AU. (Ace Merrill x OC). 

Chokehold - A Sonic CU short story. The OC is Tom's younger sister who is kidnapped by Robotnik. (Ivo Robotnik x OC). 

Sweet Calamity - This story will be a spin-off of Cyberpunk 2077 featuring an entirely new cast of characters (based on my friends). 

The Highest Cost - A Lost Boys fic featuring a psychic OC. (David x OC). 

In the Deep Woods - This story is centered around Death Note. It's an AU featuring detectives and a cryptid. (Mello x OC). 

Tagging (no pressure, of course): @shions-new-blog-of-stuff @mkdecimation @elizabethcrumb @swamplinglvr @mishwanders @savage-rhi @bonez-drabblez @kyu-honey   @lo1k-diamonds @mishwanders @the-resident-vampire and anyone else who wants to play. 

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Ace Merrill x Eyeball Chambers (& Merrill!reader) - Mediator

Summary: When your brother Ace and his boyfriend Eyeball have a bad fight it's on you to mediate between them in order to try and save their secret relationship.

Warnings: Mentions of homophobia, slight misogyny I think?, cheating (kinda), swearing

You're startled from the nap you were taking in your brother's car by the sound of yelling.

Before you can even try to decipher what's going on, Ace gets into the car, slams the door and drives off without bothering to look back at whoever he'd been arguing with.

You do look back, after you sat up from the little nest you'd made for yourself from a blanket and Ace's jacket, and see Eyeball standing there next to the backdoor of Irby's. He's already too far away to make out his expression in what little light the street lamps provide, but his fists are balled at his sides, his head hanging low.

You turn to look at your brother. He's gripping the steering wheel so tight his knuckles are turning white, and his clenched jaw and furrowed brows tell you it would be very ill-advised to ask questions right now.

Not that you need to. It's obvious your favorite lovebirds had a fight, and it's not exactly hard to guess what about, either. When there's trouble in paradise it's always for the same reason.

That reason being that your brother dearest takes the keeping-the-relationship-with-his-boyfriend-secret-thing very seriously — which in and of itself is a good thing, as they both agree. Ace insists it would be suspicious if they didn't flirt with girls and take them out occasionally, and that's certainly true. Eyeball agrees, but that's where the trouble starts, because unfortunately Ace tends to take things a little too far. If he starts making out with these chicks as a cover, can that already be considered cheating? Ace says no, but Richie has a quite jealous side to him, and so fights about the dates Ace goes on aren't uncommon, while Eyeball's various dates are never mentioned, because he "knows when to stop".

As common and short-lived as these fights are, that doesn't make them any less unpleasant. And as the only person who knows about the boys' relationship you're always stuck in the middle, trying to mediate.

You risk another glace at your brother's face and rest your head on his shoulder, hoping it'll give him some calmness. This fight must have been a really bad one. You can't remember the last time you've seen Ace this upset.

Finally he pulls into your driveway. The lights are off, and since it's only quarter to ten that probably means neither of your parents will be home tonight. All the better.

You follow Ace inside without a word. He'll start talking when he's ready.

You pause in the hallway between your rooms while Ace enters his, wondering if you should give him some space. You don't want to leave him alone like this though...

Before you come to a decision he waves you inside, so you follow him. After closing the door behind you you sit down next to your brother on his bed.

"Wanna tell me what happened?" you carefully ask.

He shrugs and takes his time answering, lighting a cigarette before he finally says, "As if you don't know. We had a fight, the whole parking lot must have heard that."

"Yeah, well, I was sleeping. Only woke up when you got in the car. What did you fight about?"

Ace sighs. "The usual. That idiot seriously thinks I'd rather be with that ugly Beverly Thomas bitch than him. As if it's my fault she kissed me."

"...did you kiss her back?"

Ace crosses his arms over his chest, scowling at you. "Well, yeah. What else was I supposed to do?! I got a reputation to uphold, you know that."

"Yeah, yeah, I know. But you wouldn't like watching Richie suck face with some stupid chick either, would you?"

"That's not the point! If anyone finds out about us we're done for. We gotta keep up the act! I can't believe he doesn't know that."

"Of course he knows that, Ace. And he does his best to keep up the act. But... I wasn't there so I don't know, but could it be that maybe you overdid it a little?"

The question earns you another glare from your brother. "Whose side are you even on?!"

"There shouldn't be sides, Ace! I just want you to stop fighting! I'm sick of it. As if it ain't bad enough that Mom and Dad are screaming at each other all the time, now you guys gotta start with the stupid, pointless arguments too!"

Ace's expression softens. "'m sorry, Princess. But if Richie gets jealous about every little bullshit that's not my fault."

"It's at least partly your fault. The least you could do is make sure he doesn't have to see you making out with those sluts–"

"Language, Sweetie."

You blow a raspberry at him and continue. "I'm just saying you both need to work on this issue."

Ace sighs once more. "I'm not sure if there's much left to work on after today..."

"What's that supposed to mean?!"

"It's supposed to mean that I don't know if he even wants to be with me anymore."

You're too shocked to say anything for a moment, but then you jump up from the bed. "Hold the fuck on! Of course he still wants to be with you! You're just having a stupid little fight, you can't break up! You... You love each other! You can't break up!"

Instead of answering Ace just buries his face in his hands.

You sit back down and hug him, and say, "I'll talk to him. I'm sure he doesn't want to break up with you. It's gonna be fine, Johnny, you'll see."

When he doesn't even reprimand you for calling him Johnny you know he's feeling really terrible. There's no doubt in your mind that Eyeball is feeling just as bad, so you decide to head to his place and talk to him right away.

Ace gets a kiss on the cheek, then, before he knows it, you're out the door.

It's a short walk to the Chambers' place, and you wonder if Richie is even there already. What if he's still at Irby's? You shrug the thought off, and walk around the house to the window leading into the room he shares with his brother. You don't want to take the front door, not only because it's late and his Dad's car is in the driveway, but also because you'll be talking about a sensitive topic that no one else needs to know about.

Looking through the window there's no light on, but that's not saying much, so you softly knock. There's no answer at first, but when you knock again Chris' face appears before you.

He opens the window, frowning. "What do you want?"

"Is Eyeball there?"

"No."

You sigh. Looks like you'll have to wait.

"Why are you looking for him?" Chris wants to know.

"None of your business."

You head back to the street to wait in the driveway, but out of sight from the house.

It's a mild spring night, but even so you're getting cold because you didn't think to bring a jacket, and you're glad when it doesn't take long until Eyeball shows up.

He stops when he sees you, hands in his pockets, shoulders slumped. It's hard to tell in the dark, but you think he might have been crying just minutes before.

You don't say anything, and let him come closer.

"Did Ace send you?"

"Not directly. But I told him I'd talk to you. He thinks you wanna break up with him. But you're not gonna do that, are you? Please say no, Richie. Please!"

He shakes his head. "Maybe I should, before he does. Maybe he'd be happier fucking around without me holding him back."

"No! He loves you, Rich, really. You know those chicks are just cover. I know he's taking it a bit far, I talked to him about that already, but he's just trying to make sure you guys don't get caught! If the wrong person finds out–"

Eyeball interrupts you with a hand on your shoulder. "I know the stakes, Y/N, believe me. If anyone even suspects anything my Dad's gonna kill me. But that doesn't mean Ace can just go around fucking everything with tits that crosses his path."

"Whoa, okay, now you're exaggerating. He's never actually fucked any of them, and he wouldn't. You gotta have some trust, Richie!"

"I do. I do trust him, okay. Shit, I know he wouldn't cheat, but I just can't help but think he'd be better off with someone else. Some chick or another, so he doesn't have to hide."

"That's bullshit, Richard!" You glare at him, hands on your hips, and put as much authority into your voice as you possibly can without yelling. "And if you assholes would actually talk about your problems instead of sulking and blaming it on the other you would know that. Ace doesn't want someone else, and he would not be happier with some stupid broad. And you are not gonna leave him just because you think you ain't good enough for him or whatever bullshit it is you've convinced yourself of. I decide who's good enough for my brother, not your self-esteem, and I say you two are absolutely made for each other. You're coming home with me right now, and then you idiots are gonna talk this out."

You don't give him a chance to protest, taking him by the hand and dragging him down the street back towards your place. You don't let go of him until you're standing in Ace's room; there you push him towards your brother and cross your arms.

"Now make up!"

At first they just stare at each other, unsure what to say. Neither of them wants to apologize first.

You give your brother a pointed look. Eyeball might have overreacted, but Ace did give him reason to be jealous.

"I'm sorry," he mutters. "I'll try to tone it down a little."

There's no need to specify what he's talking about, and no doubt he means it. If Ace says sorry and admits there was something wrong with his behavior you can be sure he really cares, because otherwise he wouldn't bother.

Eyeball walks over to him and sits down next to him.

"I'm sorry too. I didn't mean to make it seem like I don't trust you. I just hate seeing you with someone else, even if it's just for show."

Ace takes his boyfriend's hand, intertwining their fingers, and nods. "I'll try to keep the flirting to when you don't have to see. And I guess if I don't go on quite as many dates it wouldn't be all that suspicious..."

"Glad you finally realized that. I love you, asshole."

"I love you too, idiot."

They start making out, seemingly forgetting that you even exist.

You clear your throat. "Okay then. Now that we've cleared that up I'll, uh, be in my room with the music up loud, so you guys just... do your thing and don't mind me, okay? Okay."