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SEVEN - 006

PAIRING ‧₊˚ JJ Maybank x Fem!Reader

SYNOPSIS‧₊˚[7.4k] based on 1x06.

WARNING(S)‧₊˚ swearing, mild violence, gun violence/graphic depictions of gun use, mentions of drowning, arguing, entrapment, references to mild bullying

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A/N‧₊˚ Idk if y'all can tell but I be eatin the kie x sarah x reader drama up when i'm writing like it's too fun to write

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“SORRY, YOU’RE STAYING WHERE?” Kiara asked grabbing a tray of food as John B leaned against the counter and you trailed behind her with a pitcher of drinks. The Wreck had opened for the day not too long ago.

“Tannyhill.” He said shortly, eyes wide and unexpecting as he leaned his forearms on the counter.

“So, you’re living with Sarah Cameron.” Kie said with a tight-lipped grimace.

“Look, the only reason I’m living there is ‘cause her dad bailed me out, alright?” The Routledge boy reassured, following you both out to the table where JJ and Pope were lounging inside of The Wreck. “And it’s way better than foster care which, by the way, is where I was about to go.”

“So, do you have membership to the clubs now?” Pope perked up curiously, legs kicked up on the wooden surface. Kiara sat the tray of fries down while you poured the drinks into each respective cup before taking a stand behind JJ’s chair that was next to Pope’s, leaning your arms over it as you bent nonchalantly behind him, stealing a fry from his hand over his shoulder.

“I don’t know, Pope.”

“What about those golf carts they drive around? You get one of them?” He questioned again, amusement in his brown eyes. “Does it come with a sweater vest or do you have to buy one of your own?”

“Look, you promised.” Kiara cut in disappointedly, returning back to the original topic of conversation. “You said you weren’t with her…” John B just shrugged as if he wasn’t caught in a lie.

“Bro, just own it. She’s got you.” JJ scoffed.

Kiara just ignored the blonde. “If you wanna hang out with her, that’s fine. But I’m letting you know that I’m not doing anything with Sarah.” She continued on, affirming the boy.

“Do you guys see her here?” JB cut in shortly, annoyed. “No? Right, okay. A little focus would be fantastic. We’ve got the map, right?”

“It’s out of whack ‘cause the guy was ganja’d when he drew it.” JJ piped in.

“It’s more so due to the fact that the coast has changed.” You offered, looking down at the blonde. “But it deffo looks like he drew it after ingesting a whole eddie and downing half a bottle of Everclear.”

“We just have to look for the landmarks that haven’t changed.” Pope spoke to no one in particular as he surveyed the map.

“What about the old forts?”

“Battery Jasper.” Kiara threw out with full confidence. Pointing to a clear spot on the map in the middle of absolutely nowhere. Looks were shared around the table before everyone shrugged, you all hopping up and heading outside of The Wreck and into The Twinkie.

“WE’RE IN BATTERY, RIGHT HERE.” Pope had the map pressed up against a rock, still reading it as the remaining four of you looked out at the expanse of land in front of you. Nothing but grass and trees for miles. “So if this is parcel nine, then it’s somewhere northeast of here. Over there.” He concluded, pointing ahead.

“That’s not Tannyhill,” JJ began, squinting his eyes. “That’s a subdivision.”

“Tannyhill Plantation was the entire island.” John B told him. “Over time, it got sold into smaller pieces.”

“So we’re looking for an old stone wall…” Pope pondered, heading back into the van without a word. The rest of you simply followed, loading into the van with JB as the driver and following Pope’s verbal lead. “The road should split up here. You’re gonna take a left.” He said after a few minutes of driving.

John B made an unnecessarily sharp left turn, sending the three of you in the backseat flying against the wall of the Twinkie. After a few curses and groans, you looked to see what was stone wall. “This is it.” Pope claimed.

“Are you kidding me?” Kiara exclaimed, hopping out of the van as the rest of you followed. Looking up at the house, it was immediately recognizable.

“The Crain House?” You asked incredulously, eyes wide and jaw slack.

“Worst-case scenario.” JJ quipped. “I heard that Mrs. Crain buried her husbands head on the property.”

“Honestly, I don’t really believe the stories about this place.” John B shrugged, taking the first step and leading the group through the thick mess of greenery that led up to the house itself. You were constantly swatting leaves and branches out of your field of vision as you walked.

“Which stories did you hear?” JJ inquired.

“The one where she killed her husband with an axe and that she’s been holed up ever since.” Kiara replied. “On certain nights, when the moon is full, you can see her in the windooow.” She teased, wiggling her fingers in a spooky motion.

“Okay, it’s not funny ‘cause it’s all true. I swear to God, guys, this is all real. I knew Hollis.” JJ preached.

“Hollis Crain? The daughter?” You asked, tilting your head in his direction as you dodged a branch.

“Yeah. She was my babysitter.” He told you, holding up the next branch for you to walk under, releasing it just in time to swat Pope in the forehead. “She told me all about it. About her mother, what happened in the house. As a kid, she heard all these stories about how her mother had killed her father. Hollis didn’t believe it. Until that night…” He trailed off.

You groaned at his dramatics, stopping in your tracks to cross your arms and shift your weight. “What night?” You asked, feeding into JJ’s theatrics.

“When Hollis was six years old, she heard her parents arguing downstairs. So, she goes down there to see her mom washing her hands in a sink full of blood. Her mother says she just cut her finger. Next morning? She says her father and her split up. But then, Hollis noticed something — her mother going in and out of the parlor constantly, hands full of plastic bags. Weeks pass and Hollis decides to use the outhouse. And as she’s using it, she looks down, and there, in the outhouse, is her father’s head looking straight back at her.”

“...You are so full of shit.” John B protested, throwing his head back and walking off.

“Wait! Dude…” JJ grabbed his best friend by the shoulder. “You sure you wanna do this? She’s an axe murderer and… you got a cast on.”

“I don’t give a shit, JJ.” John B said angrily. “I’ve got nothing to lose, right?” He threw the blonde’s words back at him. “You guys comin’ or what?” He spat before continuing his journey further onto the Crain property, the rest of you reluctantly following.

Stopping in what seemed to be a garden just a handful of feet from the front door, John B turned around. “Here's the plan. We need to look for the wheat near the water, like it said in Denmark’s Letter.”

“What kind of water? Like, pond water?” Pope replied.

JJ chuckled. “Bong water?” He tried to joke. John B just twisted his face and ignored at his childish tactics.

“Look, I don’t know, just look for water.” He demanded before continuing to lead the group. He crept around the foundation of the house, crouching in front of a small entrance that led under the structure. “C’mon, it’s the only place we haven’t looked.” He urged the four of you, turning on his flashlight and crawling through the entrance as the rest of you piled in, single-file behind him.

You coughed as you stood to your full height and dust filled your lungs. The crawlspace was filthy, smelly, and festering with mosquitos. You clicked on your mini flashlight, scanning the space.

“There’s not even water on the pipes.” JJ judged, rubbing his palm against the pipes that were so dry, the interaction sounded like nails on sandpaper.

“There’s not a drop of water here...” Pope said, irritated.

“Know why we didn’t find it?” Kie sighed, turning her sights to John B. “Bad karma.”

“God, here we go…” JB rolled his eyes.

“We had a good thing going. And then you decide to rope in Barbie and now, trail’s gone dry. Coincidence? I don't think so.” The brown-haired girl mouthed-off.

“This is exactly why I didn’t want to tell you about Sarah. What the hell’s the deal with you two?” Then his eyes landed on you, standing a few feet behind Kie between Pope and JJ who were also listening in on the not-so-hushed conversation. “You three.”

“I just got bit by three fatass mosquitos, I’d like to opt out of this particular conversation-” You spoke with a snarl, swatting another mosquito that flew across your vision as Kie’s voice sounded out again, cutting off yours.

“Nothing’s the deal.” She spat, offended.

“Is it because I kissed you? Is that your problem?” John B’s head whipped to the side when Kiara’s palm made harsh contact with his cheek, the remaining three of you making simultaneous ‘O’ faces of shock from the sidelines.

“Stop treating me like I’m some girl who’s obsessed with you instead of your best friend who’s actually trying to look out for you.” She reprimanded sternly.

“Did you, uh, hit me?” John B grimaced, turning back to face her. Kiara simply held up her right hand, her backs to the three of you.

“Skeeter.” Was all she said.

“Skeeter?”

“Yeah.” Then John B was slapping her back. You threw your hands up in the air as Pope exclaimed and JJ chuckled at the two.

“Woah, hey!” Pope threw out, then John B was holding up his right hand, this time with his palm on display since he was facing you all, presenting a flattened mosquito stuck to his palm.

“Skeeter.” He retorted firmly, eyes squinted. They started playfully slapping each other’s faces and arms back and forth as the remaining portion of you went back to looking once the show had ended. You flashed your light up and down, side to side but still nothing. And the mosquitos were eating you from the inside out…

Mosquitos.

Why were there so many mosquitos in a basement?

Aiming your flashlight down, you started tapping the toe of your foot lightly against the ground, catching a certain blonde’s attention.

“Tap dancing, are we?”

“No. Mosquitos.” You dismissed him in your focus, stepping up onto a wooden platform and tapping your foot on top of it. It sounded hollow. You paused, kneeling on top of the structure and knocking on it, still hearing that same hollowed-out echo.

“Yes, princess, there are mosquitos everywhere.”

You sighed, shining your light through the crack in the planks but it was pitch black. “Mosquitos swarm near water.” You told JJ. “Still water. They need it to hatch eggs. So, why would so many mosquitos be in a basement with seemingly no water?” You almost sounded like you were talking to yourself with the way you were mumbling, looking for something small, your sights landed on a small pebble in the gravel under the house, picking it up before dropping it through a space between the wood. Planting your ear against the ground, you waited, until seconds after dropping the stone, you heard water splash.

“You find somethin’?” JJ asked, you being unaware that he was still watching you. You turned to him with your full attention now.

“Help me move this.” You whispered to him, already starting to pull the planks up in a frenzy. The other three pogues seemed to notice that the two of you had found something and started to help move the planks until a good chunk of them were out of the way.

The five of stared down as a well stared back at you, a least a couple dozen feet deep.

“Well, well, well…” Pope muttered in the ring of silence.

“That was a good dad joke.” John B told him, never taking his eyes off the well, a smirk breaking out on his features. “We’re gonna need a really big rope.”

“NO FUCKING WAY.” Kiara spat, pacing the patio of The Chateau — Sarah Cameron was sat next to John B, presenting as unbothered as ever. You sat on the farthest cushion right across from JJ and Pope. “You brought her here? So what? She’s in on this now?”

John B looked to his two guy friends for help, Pope simply shrugging his shoulders and muttering an ‘I dunno’ before JJ threw his hands out. “All I care about is her cut coming out of your share.” He directed at JB, pointing his finger for emphasis.

“This is our thing.” Kiara scolded, pointing to everyone but Sarah to further prove her point.

“I’m just a tad uncomfortable with this…” Pope added.

“When are you not uncomfortable?” John B tried to defend the blonde girl.

“I rode here on the back of JJ’s bike pretty comfortably.” The curly-haired boy sassed back from JJ’s side.

“It’s true. Most relaxed I’ve ever seen him.”

“We were all comfortable until you brought her.” Kiara shot out, not making eye contact with Sarah, who had finally had enough.

“Stop talking about me like I’m not here!” Was the first thing the blonde girl had said since her arrival.

“I mean, you could always go home. Just a thought…” You spoke nonchalantly, shrugging from your seat across the patio. Sarah eyed you meanly before looking at John B, scoffing.

“I told you.” Your eyes squinted and your head tilted to the side.

“Told him what, exactly? That your a liar?” Kiara argued before Sarah’s attention whipped around to her.

“No, that you’re a shit-talking bitch.” She told Kie, turning to you next. “And you’re a lying slut.”

Chaos broke out — voices over voices, JJ and Pope betting money as the three of you argued over one another.

“When have I ever lied to you, Kiara?!”

“You get somebody close to you for like a month and then completely turn your back on them-”

“I’m a slut? I’m sorry, how many boyfriends have you cheated on? This year alone?-”

“Everybody, shut up!” John B stopped the arguing. “Kie, Y/n, you are my best friends, right?” Both of you just looked away, giving him his answer but not the satisfaction of hearing it. “And Sarah, you’re…”

“...Say it.” She said, a sly smile on her face.

“...You’re my girlfriend.” John B proclaimed, a boy-ish grin on his face. You couldn’t help but groan and throw your head back, all eyes turning to you as you brought your angry gaze back down.

“You met her like three whole days ago, John B.” You fussed, crossing your arms over one another. “What happened to using her for information? And I quote ‘getting what we need and cutting her loose’?”

“...You said you were using me?” Sarah asked her “boyfriend” sadly.

John B shook his head in the smallest of motions, avoiding her eyes at all costs. “No.”

“Yeah, you did.” Pope refuted his claim. “You said those things...”

“Look, love just walked in, okay?” He tried to reason with you all but you couldn’t help but laugh bitterly.

“Three days!” You laughed out.

“I didn’t expect it, it just kind of happened. And I’m not gonna deny it.” He continued, ignoring you.

“Well,” you got up from your seated position, hands slapping your knees. “If Clueless is in, count me out.” You told him, hands in your back pockets.

He shrugged like a child. “I’m not choosing, if that's what you're getting at.” He stated bluntly. You nodded your head, biting the inside of your cheek and looking around before deciding to walk off, heading for the dock.

“JUST CONSIDER IT.” JJ threw out the idea from his place beside you, leaning against the wood of the pier in front of The Chateau, Kiara and Pope having a separate conversation in front of you.

“I’m not considering anything, JJ.”

“You don’t have to like it. None of us do. But John B isn’t willing to choose and we can’t do this without you.”

“John B clearly can. He knew how we felt about her and he did everything we advised him not to do.” You snarled, looking out at the water. “None of you know her, not really. You think I just up and decided to hate Sarah Cameron one day? No.” You scoffed. “She creates a false sense of security and then when you start to rely on her, she uses it all against you.”

You both sat in silence, JJ not wanting to question you any further for the moment.

“What if he chooses her?” JJ asked you after a couple moments passed. You brought your eyes back to his, wind blowing your hair in your field of vision, voice small as you spoke.

“Then he’s a worse friend than I thought he was.”

YOU DECIDED TO MAKE YOUR WAY HOME AFTER WHAT WENT DOWN WITH JOHN B. You didn’t intend on making him choose between you or Sarah but you felt as if this whole thing had spiraled out of control. Maybe the biggest part was that you felt lied to. He promised there was nothing happening between them and when it came down to it, he couldn’t even make a decision between two of his life-long best friends and a girl he met less than a week ago. Something behind his logic, or lack of, struck a nerve within you.

Opening the front door to your Figure Eight home, you were greeted with two muddy paws against your thighs.

“Aww, Marley!” You exclaimed, throwing your hands out to the sides. “What did you get into?” You shook your head, patting the stains on your denim shorts as you kicked the door closed behind you and walked to peer out of the patio door, seeing holes galore in the backyard. You looked down at the animal, hand on your hip. “You know, she’s gonna flip.” You told the dog as if she could reply back.

Her fur was covered in brown and black, muddy paw prints left behind by her pattering feet. You just sighed, bending down to scratch the top of her head as she leaned into your hand. “Guess it’s my fault for leavin’ you. I’d go crazy if I was stuck here alone with her, too. C’mon,” You threw your head out in the direction of the garage door. “Let’s hose you off so I can cover your tracks.”

You started walking but stopped when you didn’t hear Marley trailing behind you. You peered back over your shoulder to see her sitting patiently. “No, absolutely not.” Was your reply to her pleading puppy-eyes, a whine leaving her closed lips. “I am not picking you up, Marley. You’re a big girl, c’mon.” The golden retriever made no move. “I’ll give you a treat after. You wanna a treat, girl?”

Her ears perked up in the slightest of motions and suddenly the medium-sized dog was sprinting towards you, basically running into the garage door that was still closed. You just giggled, opening the door for her to run out and hop into the metal tub in the parking space that was bought especially for her. Tying your hair back and grabbing the length of the hose, you started to hose down your mess of a dog.

YOU WERE SOAKED BY THE END OF MARLEY’S BATH. You smelled of Pumpkin Spice pet shampoo and wet dog, strands of golden hair stuck to your arms and legs as you rinsed out the tub and let it flow down the driveway. The dog in question was probably running a muck in your room where you’d locked her so you could clean up in peace — covering up the holes in the backyard to the best of your ability and mopping the floors.

Once the dog-tub was water-free, you kicked it back to it’s original position in the corner of the garage. The sound of your mother’s SUV pulling up into the driveway could be heard as you turned the hose off and put it away. She must not have seen you in the dark of the garage as she got out of the car, heels hitting the concrete as she slammed the driver’s side door shut. Her cell phone was pressed between her shoulder and ear and she fought to get her purse up onto her arm.

“I don’t care what you do, Cameron. Or how you do it for that matter. Just do something because this is both of our asses on the line.” She spat to whoever was on the other end of the line — Cameron? Maybe it was a new hire at the office.

Her eyes shot up and seemed to finally register your presence, a look of shock filling her features for a moment before it faded into something else. Something more irritated. “We’ll talk about this later. Hopefully, you’ll have gotten rid of the problem by then.” Was all she said before hanging up.

You had turned back around at this point, focused on putting Marley’s bath supplies back into their respective cabinets and shelves.

“I didn’t expect you home.”

“Neither did I.” You replied bluntly.

“You know, it’d be nice if you could be home more often. You still have responsibilities, and that dog does whatever it wants.”

You stood to your full height, facing her now as you crossed your arms. “I could say the same for you.”

She scoffed, shifting her weight. “I have work. A job. You just run around with your delinquent friends all day and night. Your room is empty for days on end.”

You shrugged, jutting your bottom lip out. “What are you lonely, or something? We barely talk when I am home.”

“You want to talk? Let’s talk.” She crossed her own arms, staring you down.

“Not really-”

“I heard John B had a pretty nasty fall from The Hawk’s Nest last night and you and your friends were there.” You veered your neck back at her statement, a look of offense written across your face.

“What’re you keeping tabs on me now?”

She just shrugged and shifted, pointing her chin towards the ceiling as if she knew she had you cornered. “Word travels fast on the island. The real question is what were you kids doing up there in the middle of a thunderstorm? Everything I hear about that little posse of yours is dangerous.”

All you could was laugh humorlessly, pushing yourself off of the garage wall and heading for the door back inside of the house. “I’m not doing this with you.” You told the woman, shaking your head.

“Answer the question, Y/n!” She called after you, following you into the three-story house and slamming the garage door closed behind her.

“No! I’m covered in mud, water, and dog hair and you’re pissing me off!” You were practically stomping up the stairs. “Everytime I come back to this house you interrogate me. Calling my friends delinquents as if these aren't kids you’ve known for years!”

“Well, clearly I have good reason to-” You stopped at the top of the stairs, turning and staring down at your mother who was still at the bottom, making no moves to follow you up.

“Maybe it’s time I question you because I have a fair few of my own.” You spat. “How did you find about the Hawk’s Nest because there were only six of us there when it happened? When did you and Shoupe get all buddy-buddy? Or better yet, how’d you manage to scrape up the money to buy a house on Figure Eight so suddenly? And don’t think I’m dumb enough to believe my father’s life insurance was enough to cover it.”

She didn’t say anything. Anything at all. Your mother just stared up at you with a look on her face that you’d never seen before it. It was angry, dark — borderline evil. It made your heart thump out of your chest and your knees get weak. It was a look that a parent should never direct at their child.

With one last glare, you turned your back and went into your own bathroom to clean yourself up, not neglecting to slam the door behind you.

YOU SIGHED AS YOU HOPPED FROM THE HMS POGUE ONTO HEYWARD’S BOAT. After your shower, Pope had picked you up from the short pier in the back of your house with Kie lounging in the boat. He said something about JJ and John B needing a tow after conking out in the middle of The Marsh.

Approaching Heyward’s boat that was still in the middle of The Marsh, you and Kie edged towards the front of the HMS Pogue, preparing to step off. Extending your legs, you made it onto the other boat without fail, Kiara following you into the Alp where the two boys in question were.

“What did you do?” You asked annoyed, still reeling from the events of earlier — both of them.

“The alternators not…alternating, anymore.” JJ told you, throwing his hands out.

“Did you check the plugs?” Kiara suggested, stepping in front of you and approaching the boys as you leaned on the entryway.

“No, you should check ‘em. Give ‘em whirl.” They handed her whatever tool they’d been using, stepping away.

“You guys are useless…” You let the two guys walk by you, stepping further into the space with Kie. “Uh, is this a joke? There are no plugs, like at all.” She muttered.

Suddenly, you heard water splashing, turning around and walking back out to see that JJ and John B had jumped into the water and were swimming towards the HMS Pogue that was getting farther and farther away.

“What’re you-” You started, cut off by the sound of banging coming from below the deck of the boat.

“John B! John B, let me out!” Came an unmistakable voice. In a haste, you lifted the hatch in the floor, coming face to face with Sarah Cameron. Not giving her time to speak, you just huffed and ran towards the edge of the boat.

“What the fuck?!” You yelled at the three boys across the water, Kiara and Sarah on each side of you now. Both equally as angry as you. “Are you serious?”

“Get your asses back here!” Kiara demanded.

“We can’t!” Pope shrugged with a sly smile. “Not until you three work out your issues!”

“You can’t just leave!” Sarah tried.

“There’s food in the cabin and JJ rolled a blunt!” John B shouted back. The three of you ignored them, kicking off your overalls and stripping down to your bikinis.

“This is ridiculous…” The blonde girl muttered under her breath, kicking her shorts off of her ankles.

“Well, I’d rather drown than be here with you, so…” Kiara retorted, taking her shirt off.

“Fine. Be my guest. Maybe you’ll finally shut the hell up.” Sarah shot back.

“You don’t even know where you’re going.” The two girls continued arguing as the three boys drifted farther away.

“I don’t care.” Was all the Cameron girl said back before jumping into the Marsh water, just as Pope revved up the engine on the smaller boat and they sped away. Sarah cursed them before turning around and swimming back to the boat, screaming and going under before popping back up.

“Ah! I got stung by a jellyfish! Shit!” She cried, still swimming back to the boat.

You rolled your eyes and turned away from her, fixing the ties on your swim suit. “Maybe next time don’t jump into The Marsh.” You reprimanded meanly.

“Thanks for the advice, after the fact.” She retorted, climbing onto the boat and sliding against the side.

“It’s not like you listen anyway...” You shrugged, leaning against the boat.

“Kiara, you know what they say about curing jellyfish stings,” Sarah ignored you, talking through heavy breaths and looking up at the brown-haired girl. “You have to pee on me.”

The girl simply cringed. “I have a better idea.”

NIGHT HAD FALLEN AND YOU WERE SURE THE GUYS WEREN’T COMING BACK FOR THE THREE OF YOU ANYTIME SOON. The night air was cool and Sarah was high off of the weed left behind, courtesy of JJ himself. She’d been laughing and talking about nothing non-stop for the last hour.

Kie was sat next to her in the cockpit of the boat while you sat on the hardtop, swinging your feet.

“Hey,” Sarah piped up, interrupting her own giggling. “Would you rather…have, I was imagining you like this just now, it was pretty funny.” She was directing the question at Kiara. “Would you imagi- would you rather…have nipples for eyes or have eyes for nipples? Imagine if you get really old and your nipples, your boobs get saggy, your nipples, if they were your eyes, you could see if your shoes were untied.”

She attempted to laugh it off in her impaired state but took the hint when Kie gave her a side glance, no humor present in her expression. “Is this like your first time smoking or something?”

“...No.” Sarah said lowly, looking down.

“Could’ve fooled me.” You muttered, annoyed by the girls incessant laughter and talking.

After a couple moments of tense silence, Sarah attempted to speak again. “Hey, Kiara…”

“Oh my God.” She cut her off. “Enough the ‘Hey, Kiara’ bullshit.” She turned her entire body to face the blonde, a hard look in her eyes. “Why’d you do it?”

“...Why’d I do what?” Sarah played dumb.

“We were best friends.” Kiara started solemnly. “We stole beers from your dad’s fridge, we watched movies together, we cried about boys...” She reminisced. “And the next thing I know, the entire school thinks I have a crush on you because you started a rumor that I did.”

“It was just a joke.” Sarah tried to dismiss, rolling her eyes.

“To who? Because it wasn’t funny for me. And when it spun out of control? When it went from people saying I had a crush on you to saying I tried to kiss you? To saying I was stalking you? That I had a shrine? Was it still just a joke then?” She reprimanded. “You never even bothered to clear it up. Just fed into it. You just cut me off like nothing happened. I mean, really, what did I do?”

You continued watching the interaction happen from the hardtop of the boat. “You liked me.” Sarah blurted. “...When people get close to me, I feel trapped. And…I bail. And then I blame them for it.” She got out, turning to look Kiara in the eyes. “I’m really sorry…And I miss you.” Then her eyes were on you. “Both of you. Do you think there’s a chance that we could be okay again?” She was looking at Kiara again.

“Honestly. I don’t know.” Sarah simply nodded and bit her lip, accepting the answer before turning her sights to you once more.

“Y/n?” She called. You assumed she was waiting for your answer to the same question, all you could manage was a huff of air to leave your lips.

“What a bunch of bullshit.” You breathed out, an incredulous smile on your face as you looked away for moment. You could hear Kiara sigh.

“Y/n-”

“No, Kiara. If you want to forgive her, by all means be my guest. But me and you?” Your eyes were on Sarah, glaring at her. “We will never be ‘okay’ again.” You mocked.

“What do you want from me?” Sarah spat out. “I apologized-”

“You apologized to Kie. Not me.”

“Well, I’m sorry. For…whatever I did.” She slurred, slouching further against the inside of the boat.

“Whatever you did?”

“You were the one sneaking around with my brother, Y/n!”

“And you're still downplaying the situation! That’s not what happened nor is it why our friendship ended and you know it.” You disputed, anger filling your tone.

��Our friendship ended because you tried to make the situation into something it wasn’t.”

“You never even considered the possibility that what I told you was true. You called me a liar, turned me into the school slut-”

“He’s my brother.”

“That doesn’t mean he’s not a bad person, Sarah!” You said with finality in your voice. “And if you can’t see that, then maybe that makes two of you.” Was the last thing you said before hopping down from the top of the boat and disappearing around the corner, away from the two girls.

THE THREE OF YOU SAT ON THE EDGE OF THE BOAT, WATCHING THE BOYS ARRIVE AS THE SUN CAME UP. You’d slept in the helm of the boat while Kiara and Sarah slept out in the open. You hated to admit how lonely you felt hearing them giggle in the middle of the night but it was quickly overshadowed by the memories of what was said between you and Sarah. A small part of you wondered how Kiara could forgive her so quickly. So easily.

“Let’s not give them the satisfaction of thinking this worked.” Kiara whispered to the blonde next to her. You simply kept quiet. Because for you, it didn’t.

“So, did you guys, you know…” Pope led on as the smaller boat parked next to the bigger one. You said nothing as you hopped off the edge, from one boat to the other.

“Reconcile our differences?” Kie finished for him.

“Nope. Not even a little.” Sarah shook her head. “But we’re…willing to work together?” She said, turning to Kiara who nodded in agreement as they both stepped onto the HMS Pogue.

“You know what? That’s victory.” JB cheered, dapping up Pope. “You guys ready to jack some loot?”

YOU ALL WAITED UNTIL IT GOT DARK ONCE MORE TO RETURN TO THE CRAIN PROPERTY, FULL PREPARED THIS TIME. Rope, pulley, flashlights. You were equipped with the gold-mine starter kit and ready to throw John B down into a well beneath a murder-house.

Parking in front of the house but still out of sight, John B hopped out of the driver’s side to round the van and open the side door, pausing. “I wanna say thank you guys. Seriously.” He told the five of you whole-heartedly. “It means a lot to me that you’re here tonight.”

“Of course, man.” Pope assured him softly, giving him a special handshake.

“All right, we done with this circle jerk?” JJ cut in. “Can we go do this?”

“Let’s go get that wheat in the water.” Pope exclaimed, jumping out of the van first, followed by Kie, then Sarah.

“Weed? I’m up for weed.” JJ said, letting you get out before him. You rolled your eyes, a small smile breaking on your face as you climbed out of the van. The first one in hours.

“Wheat, J. He said wheat.” You corrected. You all formed a sort of single-file line, hopping the fence one by one. You all walked as quietly as you could through the tall grass and bushes, sticking as close together as possible. Out of the blue, a light in front of the house lit up your frames, the six of you scrambling to duck and hide, turning your flashlights off.

“Why would a blind lady need motion sensor lights?” You hissed frustratedly confused.

“Let’s throw a rock at it.” John B offered. You all looked at him stupidly.

“That’s a really good idea. Let the axe murderer know that we’re here.” Kiara said sarcastically.

“Do any of you have a better idea?”

“What about the breaker in the circuit box on the porch?” Sarah asked. “We used to play hide-and-seek here as kids and if we were brave enough, we’d go all the way up to the porch.”

“No, no, you’re not going into the house alone.” John B protested.

“I’ll go with you.” Kiara volunteered herself before turning to you. You simply raised a brow as if to ask ‘what?’. Only then did you notice that the rest of the group was staring at you as well, then you got the hint, smacking your teeth.

“Christ, fine, I’ll go, too. Just… stop looking at me like hungry orphans.” You mumbled, getting up and walking towards the house, slightly crouched.

“We’ll wait for your signal!” Pope whisper-shouted as the three of you disappeared into the thick of the bushes. You let Sarah lead the way, seeing as she had an idea of where you were going and what you were looking for.

“She must have a generator plugged into the main power supply.” Sarah informed from the front of the line. The three of you crept up the porch steps, the wood creaking ever so slightly as you did. You aimed your flashlight at the circuit box in question, using your empty hand to open it. You quickly noted a problem.

“Where are the breakers?” Your face twisted in confusion, visually following the wires that were connected to the box. “It goes inside.” You said annoyed, pushing the circuit box door back closed. You turned back to the two girls behind you, a weary look shared amongst the three of you before Kie took it upon herself to carefully open the gate in front of the back door, twisting the knob quickly but quietly.

Pushing the door open, the three of you slid inside swiftly as the door creaked, making your face twist. You all treaded carefully through the dark home. You nearly jumped out of your skin when a cat yowled beside you.

“Shi- get out of here you mangy thing!” You whispered, pushing the feline away with the toe of your shoe. You follow the wires on the ceiling to the location of the breakers, Kiara wasting little time in switching the generator off, the house and surrounding areas going pitch black as she did.

You all let out sighs of relief, small victorious smiles breaking out on each of your faces. “We should probably get out of here now.” You advised, the other two agreeing. You hadn’t even lifted your foot to step away before a whirring sound echoed throughout the house, the three of you throwing yourselves against the wall and out of sight of whatever was around the corner.

You could barely hear one another breathing, contemplating whether you should stay put or make a break for it. It wasn’t long before you heard the sound of heavy-breathing and what sounded like a cane hitting the floor accompanied by delayed footsteps.

You could feel your heart in throat as you tried your hardest not to move a muscle, the footsteps growing closer by the second. Fear rushing through your veins when you heard a voice call out.

“It’s late, Leon.” An old, raspy, elderly voice spoke — Mrs. Crain. “Too late...” She coughed, cane still hitting the floor ferociously with every step. You swore you could’ve cried when the woman in question rounded the corner, standing right in front of you three with no clue. “I can hear you, Leon. I’ve been waiting all night!” She screeched, whipping her head in your direction so fast you were surprised her neck didn’t snap in the process.

Her teeth were yellow, her hair was dead and gray, and her eyes were white. Pure white. The three of you screamed simultaneously before booking it in the direction you came. You don’t know how you ended up splitting from each other but you did. You ended up in some old dusty study-type room, the only exit being a window. You ran over to it, using all your strength to pull it up but it wouldn’t budge.

“Where are you, Leon?!” Her voice scratched your ears with the way it echoed. You cursed as you continued pulling at the window, eventually giving up and running out of the room. Fortunately, you ran in just time to find Mrs. Crain swinging aimlessly at Kiara with a fire poker. You took the opportunity to grab the object when she swung it back once more, snatching it and throwing it across the room.

Sarah entered just as the old lady turned around and gripped you by the arm, the blonde grabbing Kiara as you pushed Mrs. Crain off of you and ran into the room with the other two. Sarah closed and latched the door shut, Mrs. Crain banging from the other side.

She’d managed to find the stairs the led under the house where the guys were, you and Kiara following her down in a hurry.

“Guys!” All three of you called, sprinting through the crawlspace.

“Woah, what’s goin’ on?” JJ asked as you accidentally ran into him, the blonde stabilizing by your upper arms.

“Mrs. Crain is up there. She’s trying to kill us with a fire poker.” Kiara breathed out.

“We locked her in the parlor but we have to go. Like, now.” You said frantically.

“Okay, code red.” JJ said, releasing your arms and heading back towards Pope. He leaned over the well, shouting down. “John B! Get back on, man!” The rest of you grabbed the length of the rope, using all of your man power to pull the boy back up when the you all fell, the rope pulling up nothing.

“Where is he?” Kiara panicked, crawling to the well to lean over it. “John B?!” His voice came back up but no one could tell what he was saying. It was just a faint echo. His next words were clearer, however — he was calling your names.

“He’s drowning! We gotta pull him up!” Sarah assumed the worst as you scrambled to grab the rope again.

“John B? Get back on the rope, we’re gonna pull you up!” Pope called down into the well. Once JB affirmed that he was secured, the five of you began pulling once more, much more synchronized this time. You were using all the strength you had to pull him up when a gunshot made your ears ring.

You ducked, as did the rest of the group, your grip on the rope loosening. Pope and JJ hurried to tie the rope so it wouldn’t drop any further as you all scurried around the crawlspace, hoping the blind woman would think you were gone.

Only problem? None of you knew how to shut the hell up. Another shot rang out and that’s when you all decided you had to make a run for it. You saw John B’s muddy hand gripped the edge of the well before you bolted, knowing he’d be a little behind but just fine. You sprinted out into the yard, practically launched yourself back over the gate and threw yourselves into the van.

JJ started the van without John B inside as more gunshots sounded, the boy running behind his own van for dear life.

“John B, come on!” The boy caught up, launching himself into the back of the van and sliding the door shut as JJ sped off.

“Everyone okay? No bullet holes?” JJ questioned from the driver’s seat.

“I think I’d know if I was shot, right?” Kiara asked, hands patting her frame.

“You look disgusting.” Pope breathed out, the statement directed at John B who looked more like a mud-man than a teenage boy.

“And you smell even worse, my God.” Your face winded with disgust.

“What the hell just happened?” Sarah ran her hands through her hair, throwing her head back.

“All-time Pogue Hall of Fame, baby!” JJ cheered, giving you a high-five as you basically sat back to back as he drove.

“That bitch is possessed.” Kiara said.

“How can she move that fast?” John B breathed out, and you wondered how he could talk without minding the substance all over his face, including his lips.

Suddenly, John B pulled something from his pocket or under his thigh, it was hard to tell when he was the same color all over. “What is that?” You asked, squinting your eyes as he used his thumb to wipe away the debris on the object, revealing the unmistakable color of gold. “...No motherfucking way.” You scoffed.

“We did it, baby!” He whooped, holding the gold bar up in the air. “I did it!”

“Oh, my God!” JJ supported him as he drove, eyes looking back when they should on the road. The van was filled with cheers, so loud you were sure any houses you passed on the road could hear.

“You guys were gonna be rich!” Kiara broke through the cheers. “Like Kook rich!”

“Full Kook!” Pope started, the rest of you joining in joyously. The Twinkie had never been more lively or celebratory. After days of being chased, shot at, arrested, jumped, and targeted — you all had done it.

You had found the gold.

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justabigassnerd · 1 year ago

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Driving Lessons

Pairing - Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x daughter!reader, Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw

Word count - 2,650

Warnings - probably the worst descriptions of driving lessons ever (I don't know how to drive), Jake's a wee bit mean, angst, fluff

Summary - Jake finally allows you to learn how to drive, however, he's a pretty bad teacher so perhaps Bradley could help

A/N - whoop whoop new Hangman Junior fic time! it's only taken me so long to get a new fic out (which I'm so sorry about it's like every time I go to write in the evening I'm just exhausted and struggle to write anything). I won't ramble anymore but as per y'all, please send in requests, feedback and enjoy!!!

“Dad, when can I start learning how to drive?” The question that leaves your mouth is one that Jake had been on the receiving end of since you turned sixteen and were now considered old enough to learn how to drive in the state of California. Jake put it off for a while, wanting to make sure you were properly ready for such a big thing as well as wanting to ensure all the paperwork that was needed was completed before he got you on the road.

When the day came that Jake finally dubbed you ready enough to actually get behind the wheel of his truck, you were bouncing off the walls. Jake had told you that you were to listen to his every word, and you had nodded your head wildly to prove to him that you were going to listen.

“Okay, lesson one, starting the car up. This truck is a manual, so you have to deal with all the clutch control stuff.” Jake says as you settle yourself behind the wheel and adjust the mirrors. You nod at Jake’s words, remembering what you read in the book Jake had given to you to study intently before he let you practice driving.

“Walk me through it slowly because the book can only help me so much here.” You say, looking from the steering wheel down to the pedals and trying to figure out what pedal does what.

“Okay, so the pedal on the left, that’s the clutch. The one in the middle is the brakes and the one on the right is the acceleration.” Jake says, pointing out each pedal and explaining what they do before telling you about clutch control and finding the biting point before you release the handbrake. You were nervous as Jake’s explanations were causing your brain to work a million miles an hour as your foot hovered over the pedals. You hesitantly pushed down on the clutch before applying a slight amount of pressure to the acceleration as Jake encouraged you to ease the handbrake off. Instead of smoothly making your way off the driveway, the truck lurched forward and then stopped suddenly, giving away that your clutch control was not great and you had caused the truck to stall.

“Just try it again. Easy on the clutch, okay?” Jake says, looking over at you as you nod, a sense of nervousness creeping over you at your recent mistake. Your nervousness began to take hold, making you stall the truck a few more times, and each time you could sense your dad getting a bit more frustrated with you.

“Maybe you’re not ready yet. You need to study the book a bit more before we do this.” Jake says, sighing and rubbing at his face as you look over at him with mild shock as you switch the engine off.

“What? No dad, I’ve studied that book front to back I can do it.” You argue watching as Jake shakes his head lightly.

“If you keep stalling like this it’s going to mess with the truck. I think we should call it a day.” Jake then says, making you feel like you just got stabbed in the heart.

“I know I can do it though.” You say as Jake begins to unplug his seatbelt.

“You clearly can’t right now. You’re taking a few days to really study and then I’ll decide when I next let you attempt to drive the truck.” Jake says firmly, putting his foot down as you bite your lip, unplugging your own seatbelt and jumping out of the car, immediately making your way back inside the house.

Bradley looked up from where he was looking at his phone, a witty quip about the two of you being gone for barely any time perched on the tip of his tongue but it quickly left when he saw you storm upstairs. Moose, hearing you disappear upstairs launched off the sofa and ran upstairs to be with you. Since the beloved dog had joined the family, he took a shine to you and quickly became your protector, so Bradley was unsurprised when Moose made his way upstairs to check on you. Not long after you and Moose had disappeared upstairs, Jake came back in, muttering under his breath as he closed the door behind him.

“Is everything okay?” Bradley asks cautiously as he gets up from the sofa, meeting Jake in the doorway to the living room.

“She’s not ready. She couldn’t get the truck off the driveway. She’s not driving again until I’m confident she can get the truck to move more than an inch.” Jake says, moving past Bradley to sit himself on the sofa, leaning back into the plush pillows with a sigh.

“Jake, she’s not going to learn if she doesn’t practice.” Bradley says softly, easing himself to sit down next to Jake. Tentatively, Bradley takes Jake’s hand in his own, the coolness of Jake’s wedding ring hitting his hand as he squeezes Jake’s hand softly.

“She’s not driving until I say she’s ready. She’s trying to grow up too quickly.” Jake says, making Bradley realise what the root of the problem is.

“Jake, she’s sixteen and everyone she knows at school will be driving soon. She’s capable of it and I know I’m not the only one who knows that. We’ve both seen her studying that book you got her. I get you don’t want her to grow up but it’s happening whether you’d like it to or not. Her driving will help her gain more independence. She’ll be able to go places with her friends and not worry about whether one of us would be free to take her there.” Bradley argues gently, watching as Jake’s face remains set before he shakes his head softly.

“At least let me try and teach her. She deserves a chance.” Bradley then says, making Jake turn to look at him.

“If you want to try, I won’t stop you.” Jake says with a light shrug, not protesting when Bradley releases his hand and moves to head upstairs to check on you. When he knocks on your door, he’s met with nothing more than a mumble and he opens the door to see you laid on your bed, arm thrown over Moose whose head had shot up to see who dared to enter your room while you buried your face in his fur.

“Moose, it’s just Bradley.” Your muffled voice says as the dog finally lays his head down, tail lightly thumping against the bed as Bradley scratches him behind the ear.

“Comfy there?” Bradley muses lightly as he sits himself at the end of the bed and watches as you lift your head.

“You okay?” He then asks, seeing the forlorn expression on your face as you stroke Moose gently.

“Dad probably told you what happened already.” You say quietly, running your fingers through Moose’s fur and twirling the ends carefully in your fingers.

“We all start somewhere. I wasn’t a good driver when I started learning and I bet your dad was the same. Don’t let his words get to you.” Bradley says softly, watching as your focus remains on Moose who rolls over so you can scratch his belly.

“I don’t understand why he was so mean about it. I was really trying, and he kept making me feel so pressured.” You admit, your softly spoken words make Bradley bite back a frown.

“I’m sorry.” Bradley says quietly, watching as you shake your head lightly.

“You don’t need to apologise. You didn’t do anything. I’ll be okay.” You say, lifting your gaze to send a small smile Bradley’s way.

“Look, I was thinking that I could have a go at teaching you, maybe tomorrow if you’re up for it. I know a place we can go just to get you comfortable with the basics of driving before we get you on any roads. It’s up to you though. I’m not going to force you to do anything you don’t want to.” Bradley says, gauging your reaction as you fall silent, glancing down at Moose who licks your hand softly and wags his tail.

“I’ll give it a go.” You mumble, bringing a smile to Bradley’s face as he nods.

“That’s good to hear. Just relax for today. We’ll practice tomorrow.” Bradley says with a smile as he stands up, petting Moose whose tail thumps against the covers.

When tomorrow arrived your nerves were in full drive as you got in the passenger seat of the Bronco as Bradley got behind the wheel. The drive wasn’t too long, and Bradley would tell you what he was doing as he drove to help you understand what goes on when the car is in motion. Having Bradley explain everything helped you to feel a bit more confident as he explained everything in as much detail as he could.

“Is this Mav’s hangar?” You question as Bradley pulls up on a large runway, glancing around.

“Yeah, it is. Mav’s helping Penny with her boat today so I asked if we could use the runway of the hangar to practice. It’s got plenty of space and you don’t need to worry about pulling out onto any roads.” Bradley says with a simple shrug, glancing over at you as you blink back the grateful tears that threaten to emerge.

“Thank you, Bradley.” You say quietly, smiling over at him as he nods lightly.

“Alright, ready to get behind the wheel?” Bradley asks, looking over at you as you look from Bradley to the steering wheel. You hesitate for a moment and just as Bradley preps himself to speak, you nod, looking back at him.

“I’m ready.” You say. You and Bradley swap seats and you adjust your seat and mirrors the second you settle in the seat.

“You know what you’ve got to do. Don’t rush yourself. If you stall, don’t worry, just restart the car, and start again.” Bradley says, his voice soft and gentle as he watches you with a smile. You had never expected Bradley to go out of his way to help you learn how to drive, much less allow you behind the wheel of his beloved Bronco that he barely lets your dad drive. But seeing the way he smiled confidently at you, you felt ready. With a newfound confidence, you nod and go through every step slowly, easing the car into a smooth start as Bradley’s grin grows. He then quickly tells you how to stop the car, although you remembered what he had said on the drive over and were able to stop the car with little issues.

“y/n, that was incredible!” Bradley gushes, making you smile as you process that you actually did it.

“I did it!” You say happily, looking over at Bradley who nods enthusiastically. He encourages you to have another go and you manage to drive around on the runway for a while, starting and ending smoothly as Bradley watches your confidence grow. When Bradley deems that you’ve driven enough you swap seats once more and Bradley begins the drive back home.

“Bradley, why did dad act the way he did teaching me yesterday?” You ask, looking over at Bradley who spares a quick glance your way before focusing back on the road.

“I think he’s too used to teaching the cadets at work. Most of them don’t listen well and your dad really lays the pressure on them because they need to be able to think quickly while they’re up in the air. And also, between you and me, I think he’s a bit scared because you’re growing up on him. I think if you speak to him, he’ll be able to explain things a lot better than I have.” Bradley says softly, turning down the volume on the radio before he speaks so you can hear him. You furrow your eyebrows in thought as you think about Bradley’s reasonings. The rest of the drive back was silent, and when Bradley parks the Bronco in the driveway, you’re already planning on speaking to your dad. You open the front door and are immediately greeted by Moose who begs for you to pet him as his tail wags madly.

“Has Moose been out for a walk yet?” You call through to your dad as Bradley squeezes in behind you and closes the door to prevent Moose from bolting out the door.

“Not yet, I was just about to take him.” Jake says as he emerges from the kitchen, lead in hand and the bag of essentials clipped around his waist.

“Can I come?” You ask, not missing how your dad’s eyes lit up momentarily before he nods.

“Of course. Bradley, are you coming?” Jake says, glancing from you to Bradley who shakes his head with a fond smile.

“Not this time. I said I’d help Phoenix with her relationship drama so I’m going to swing by hers in a few.” Bradley says, excusing himself to freshen up to head to Phoenix’s while you and your dad exchange a look before your dad shrugs and hooks the lead onto Moose’s collar.

“Alright, let’s make a move.” He says and the three of you make your way out of the house. Most of the walk was silent. Only a couple of words were exchanged between the two of you and it was about your driving lesson with Bradley. When you reached a bench in the shade where the two of you could sit for a while as Moose sat in between your legs, you glanced over at your dad and realised it was just time to get the conversation over and done with.

“Did you hate the idea of me driving because it means I’m growing up?” You ask confidently, noticing how your dad tensed up before glancing over at you.

“Bradley?” He asks, wanting to confirm who told you that.

“Bradley.” You confirm with a slight nod and Jake finds himself holding back a sigh.

“I’ll be honest with you, sweetheart. Yes. You’re growing up on me and I hate that I’m still far behind. You’re wanting to do all these things and to me you’re still my baby girl.” Jake says, watching as you nod at his words, hands running through Moose’s fur as he pants happily.

“I’m not going to stay little forever, dad.” You mutter, looking over at Jake who nods lightly, sadness in his eyes.

“I know. I’m trying to catch up. I’ll try to be better.” Jake says softly, making you shuffle closer to him so you could hug him which meant Moose took that as an invitation to prop his front paws on your lap so he could lick your faces, making the two of you laugh and push him away gently. You then continue on the walk and when you get home, you’re greeted by Bradley who upon questioning says that the moment he arrived at Phoenix’s house, her date also pulled up leaving Bradley to assume that there was never any drama in the first place. You then excuse yourself to head into the back garden with Moose just to go over some training with him while Bradley and Jake watch from the back door. Bradley wraps his arms around Jake’s waist from behind and rests his chin on Jake’s shoulder.

“She’s a really good driver you know? Nailed everything.” Bradley mumbles before pressing a kiss to Jake’s neck.

“I bet. She can show me what she worked on later if she’s up to it.” Jake agrees, smiling as Bradley’s kisses make their way up to his jaw.

“I am also calling it now; she’s passing on her first try.” Bradley then says, watching as Jake nods in agreement, unable to find any way to disagree.

And as it turned out, Bradley was right.

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misaverawrites · 3 years ago

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Only You. (Johnny Silverhand x Reader)

summary: You and Johnny argue and you end up confessing your love to him.

tags: cursing, death mentions, reader goes by V, Johnny is an engram, fluff, arguing.

a/n: this idea came to me while I was playing the unofficial cyberpunk dating sim Cyberbang 2069 so... go play that. I enjoy it, this is short but I hope y'all like it.

Johnny had really done it now. He had been whining and bitching at you for way too long. Earlier, it had just been because you were in his head. At this moment, he was chastising you for helping Takemura from his death at the hands of Arasaka gunmen and then for even considering the help from those, "Arasaka cunts." You stare at Johnny, clearly pissed off beyond all words.

"I don't even want to know what the hell you were thinking... Is your brain finally fucking rotted out because, with the gonk shit you've been pulling, I think it honestly could be?" He puffs some smoke from his cigarette and pushes his hair back a bit, scoffing at your expression, "I mean fucking seriously, V. What is your goddamn problem lately?"

That made you snap, glaring heavily at Johnny. "What the hell is my problem, Johnny?! What the hell is your problem? I have been cleaning the shit up that you left behind when you died! This is your unfinished business with Kerry and Rogue, not mine!" You almost scream out loud to the dead rocker boy, remembering he isn't actually here when he glitches out of the air for a moment.

The two of you go back and forth shouting for a while. You would both be exhausted if there was any actual yelling. "Alright fine! If it's not your unfinished business then why the fuck do you do it?" He almost seems smug with that argument until you say something you immediately, "I do it because I love you, Johnny! I love you and you're not even here!"

Immediately, Johnny and you both stop talking. Staring at one another before he starts speaking again, "I'm gonna need you to repeat that." He didn’t. You both knew what you had said.

You exhale, "I love you, Johnny. I shouldn't but... I do." You and he continue your staring contest until he simply vanishes, leaving you alone with your thoughts. "I am literally such a gonk." You murmur out loud and Johnny can't help but respond, "Yeah. You are." Of course, he can't help being an asshole. Typical.

"Johnny... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say it." You say out loud, intertwining your fingers together nervously. You didn't want him to be gone forever. You loved his company, his stupid quips, and your growing friendship.

"You really are a gonk, V." You suddenly hear from the corner of your room, there's Johnny, standing there and blowing smoke from his cigarette. "Then again, so am I because I didn't notice it and we literally share one brain."

You laugh quietly, "You're right, gonk." He chuckles with you and sits his engram next to you. "I like you, V. Our unique predicament clearly proves it. All I ask is that we work as a team. Y'know, Johnny and V. Badass mercs."

You roll your eyes, "Why's your name first? I'm the body you're in." He laughs and shrugs not able to give an answer making the both of you laugh at it a bit. The two of you sit there in what is now comfortable silence. Johnny wraps his arm around your form and you lay your head on his shoulder. The two of you feel safe as your thoughts are calm.

"Hey, V?" He whispers, barely audible to anyone but the two of you.

"Yeah, Johnny?" You turn to face him.

"Thank you for all of... this." He gestures vaguely to you and the position the both of you are in, causing you to laugh. "You're welcome, Johnny."

In all this comfort, you start to think. You feel Johnny poking around within your thoughts as you do so.

"Are you actually considering going off with your dusty little nomad family?" He asks, causing you to groan loudly and bang your head against the wall.

"Johnny. It's better than Arasaka. Besides, I don't want to let all of... this go. You and I. I am sure that can be separated and be happy, Johnny."

He nods but can't help but talk, a wicked glint in his eyes, "V, seriously... What is the chance they can do anything?" You sigh, putting your head in your hands, "Johnny, I love you and I want to live a life with you, a real life. Any chance that I can get that we are separated, I will take."

Johnny suddenly gives you a teasing smile, "I just wanted to hear you say that you loved me again." You sigh, "You're going to be the death of me, Johnny." He laughs a bit, "I think that's what we're trying to prevent, V." You smile and feel content with the energy you both share, happiness, comfort, the feeling of new love, something Johnny hadn't felt, even with Alt, this was real and he didn't know what to do with it. He hears you laugh a bit, responding to his earlier quip, "Yeah, I know, Johnny." The two of you sit together against the wall of your apartment. The air of comfort settled in between the two of you.

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bluujaee · 2 years ago

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The Blindfolded Dumbass 3

Rating: M -minors please don't read!

Warning-NSFW! a little aggressive

BluuNotes- I might rewrite this, I feel like I could do better but I'm juggling writing this series, my current askes, and work! Sorry if it's trash haha

‘G-gojo, it’s only one bed’ you say turning to the wall, trying to hide your blush.

‘Hm? Yeah, I can see that ’ he said sarcastically brushing past you to put y'all bags in the corner.

Gasping at his nonchalant behavior, ‘I am not sharing a bed with you!’ you shout bewildered.

‘Look, there are no other rooms. I tried, but they said that they were fully booked. Just stay here tonight and I’ll try again tomorrow, Okay?’ he muttered, sighing and running his hand through his hair.

You decided not to argue realizing he was tired and it’s rare for Satoru to act like this. ‘Okay but I'm taking the first shower’ you say.

‘Great, plus it’s not we haven’t shared a bed before.’ he said smiling while dramatically plopping on the bed.

Turning around you ignore him and leave to take your shower. When you get out, Gojo’s gone. He comes back not long after with Ice in his hand. ‘Finally, you're out, I ordered room service, but I know you like the smaller ice so here’ he says giving the bucket. ‘I’m gonna shower, the room service should be here soon.’ He continues not even letting you talk before he heads into the bathroom. Minutes later you hear a knock at the door and a voice letting you know it was room service. Opening the door you are stunned. As the waiter hauls in platters filled with arrays of foods, desserts, and your favorite bottle of wine. You thank the server and sit on the bed flipping through the channel while drinking the cup the server filled up before he left. By the time you’re on your third cup and eaten half of the snacks, Satoru comes out of the shower with only a towel wrapped around his waist and one around his shoulders. You didn't even realize you were staring until you heard his voice.

‘Like what you see?’ he says smugly smirking at you.

‘W-what? Pfft no! I’m just wondering how you don’t have any decency!’ you said turning back to the tv to watch whatever program was on.

He laughs walking in front of the TV while ripping his towel off.

‘SATORUUU’ you yell shielding your eyes.

'I'm just getting dressed' he says, feigning innocence. Peeking through your fingers, you see that he is still naked right in front of you.

‘Put some clothes on!’ you say throwing a pillow at him.

‘Alright alright fine, you wouldn’t know I didn't have any on if you weren’t looking’ he states matterfactly. ‘Alright I’m done ‘ he says after a few minutes of shuffling. Looking up you see Satoru in a black shirt and grey sweatpants. He comes and flops next to you on the bed finishing the dessert you were previously eating.

‘Hey, that was my last one. You have your own.’ you pout.

‘Oh stop whining’ he laughs. 'Hm, here open up’ he says while holding one of his sugary snacks up to your mouth.

You blush, slowly opening your mouth and taking a bite. Your lips brushed against his fingers causing him to shiver. You look away turning to the TV, trying to ignore his eyes and the obvious bulge growing in his pants. The rest night you drank your full bottle of wine as you and Satoru watched tv, ate snacks, and he told you stories about him pranking Nanami. Gojo fell asleep first. You were talking to him and realized he had stopped responding. Suddenly he moved closer tightly holding on to your waist, looking down you see a rare peaceful look on his face. You just decided to give in and cuddle up to him.

Two weeks later, It was the last night, you spent every night eating, cuddling, and drinking (only you). Yall had to stay in the same room due to them ‘not having any more rooms'. Somehow you feel like the higher-ups have something to do with this. Y'all just got back to the hotel and have already fallen into routine after completing your mission. You’re sipping your wine, rubbing your fingers through his hair while Satoru laid in your lap telling you a story about how he scared Iichji into pranking principal Yaga. You felt this feeling in your stomach as you stared at him. He looked so happy and at peace. You finally got him to drink that night so he was loose and more talkative than usual.

‘Did you hear me?’ you suddenly hear him say

‘Hm?’ you say confused

‘I asked if you're okay?’ he asked in a confused tone eyes filled with concern

Something about him looking like this made your stomach tingle. Bending down, you kissed him. You feel him freeze but you continue. Whether it's the wine or just how desirable he looks, you don't know. However, you started to kiss his neck, continuing down until you reached the band of his sweatpants. Looking up you see him staring at you, eyes wide in bewilderment. With a swift pull of his pants, his cock sprang free. You quickly put it in your mouth. 'F-fuck,' he exclaims, his head dropping back as he placed his large hand on top of yours. You hum as you bobble your head, swirling your tongue around his swollen tip while massaging his balls. You feel him tense up and he suddenly grabs your head holding you still while quickly thrusting into your throat. Not long after you feel his cock pulse, long squirts of the warm white liquid that you quickly swallow staining a taste in your mouth that just taste so him! Instantly Gojo flips you on your back climbing in between your legs, kissing you fiercely. “What has gotten into you? Are you sure you want to do this?" he rasped as he pressed into you. You kissed him in response without speaking. Gojo abruptly pulled your shorts off fingering you. Knowing your body he instantly hit your sweet spot making you cum very quickly. He slaps his cock on your clit before dipping his head between your dripping folds repeating the process. ‘G-gojo, stop teasing me’ you groan trying to thrust up yourself.

‘Since I'm Still Gojo, I don’t think I will ' he laughs

'Satoruuuu' you whine

‘Satoruuuu” he mocks ‘what? What do you want?' He says.

‘Please! Toru, just fuck me!’ you plead close to tears

Finally, he thrust into you stilling himself with a string of curses falling from both of y’all lips, he starts thrusting into you sequentially hitting your spot causing an abrupt uncontrollable orgasm. Gojo flips you over quickly thrusting into you continuing the rapid performance causing you to scream from the mix of pain and pleasure. Gojo pushed your head into the pillow putting a leg up plunging even deeper, pulling a sob from you. ‘Yeah, you like that, don't you? ’ He murmured, bending to press small kisses on your back. Mumbling curses and incoherent, A shiver ran down your back when Satoru suddenly grabs your hair pulling you up to him. “Answer me, I said DON’T you? He growls.

‘Y-yes I love it” you whimper, he kisses you sloppily before pushing you back into the pillow.

‘I know, I remember.' He replied he gripped the back of your neck, as he penetrated you deeply, and inhumanly fast.

That sweet feeling soon waves over your whole body. ‘FUCK TORUU!’ you scream. He soon follows you filling you up with his load grunting and muttering a mix of curses and your name.

He pulls out leaving you whimpering at the loss of contact. Before you can move, he pulls you into him. One simple word escaped his lips.

Stay.

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#jjk x reader #gojo x reader #gojo x reader smut #satoru gojo #satoru smut #jujutsu kaisen

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hagoftheholler · 2 years ago

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🙋🏻‍♀️🙋🏻‍♀️🙋🏻‍♀️🙋🏻‍♀️🙋🏻‍♀️ I want housekeeping horror stories!!!

This one actually features some people. Characters: BD (bitch of a daughter), EM (entitled mother), AM (assistant manager) and another housekeeper.

It's a pretty good day so far. I'm on one the floors, exiting a housekeeping closet. I was up there trying to find something for one of the other housekeepers, and as I'm exiting the closet I hear shouting coming from one of the rooms. Now, keep in mind, it is broad daylight but most hotels have rules regarding keeping the peace. Noise complaints made during the day are addressed.

I call my AM and I'm like "So, uh, I'm next to the closet and I can hear screaming coming from a room at the end of the hallway. It sounds like somebody is arguing. What do I do here?" My AM simply told me to knock on the door, as if everything was fine and we heard there was some commotion happening. I'm like alright, same thing as any other noise complaint issue. As I'm hanging up the phone, BD comes storming out the room and towards the elevator: towards me. Naturally, since she's the one who left (keep in mind this isn't a child: she's easily in her late teens), I asked her "ma'am, is everything okay? we're concerned about shouting being heard in the hallway". Mind you, I'm fucking concerned for this woman's wellbeing.

Immediately this girl is yelling at me, saying things along the lines of "Everything is fine" "My baby is sick" "Leave us the fuck alone" "Mind your own business"

Disclaimer: When you're renting a room in a hotel, your business becomes our business when it disturbs the peace. If you're in your room screaming, arguing and fighting... regardless of what time of day or night it is... it becomes the staff's business. Either control yourselves, or leave, because you're renting a room. Not the entire hotel. There are other guests, who are there for varying reasons and believe it or not people want some peace and quiet. Even then, if an employee is asking you if you're okay, take it as a good sign. ANYTHING could be happening, and staff has to be prepared to act. That sometimes means calling the cops to protect a person, because again, anything could be happening.

Moving on. I'm doing a double take, and I'm thinking I know this bitch did not just say that to me when I pulled out my nice/concerned mother tone and trying to make sure she's okay. I'm autistic and working in the hospitality industry y'all: I literally force myself to be cheery and nice looking/sounding towards guests. I ask her "excuse you?" and she repeats herself. I simply tell her "It's understandable to be upset in your current situation but you don't have to talk to people like that" and walk away.

By now I am red-faced, blinded by anger cause I literally can't cuss back at this guest without risking my job. So I go down to my AM and I'm like "They gotta go" because yes, how you talk to people matter. If you're gonna be talking to a concerned employee like that you ain't got any business being there.

So, AM calls the EM and gets info. Turns out EM and BD were arguing, and it got heated. While they have been moody and rude before, it wasn't as bad as this situation. My AM decided since they were long-term guests they could have one more chance. I told my AM she'd regret it.

A week later, these people are scheduled to receive housekeeping services. Another housekeeper was assigned to that room, and she described it as "it was destroyed". Many hotels have policies regarding cleanliness, and you can be kicked out for leaving your room a huge mess... especially if you have refused housekeeping services before.

The housekeeper was right. Even one of the walls had to be repainted cause it was permanently stained. Due to us having previous issues with them, we decided to give them a few hours to pack up and go. We called EM and let her know how much time she had, and when I tell you she was a goddamn jackass. She came back to the hotel yelling at one of my coworkers, saying all kinds of rude things I won't repeat here, saying housekeepers were lying... but the state of that room was fucking proof??

I'm not the one who cleaned that room, but I did see the conditions it was in after they left. It wasn't good, and the smell was really bad. Like... old used diapers bad.

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cottoncandy-jester · 4 years ago

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✨lie down darling Its time for a dream✨

Faking it (dad squad)

So basically this is what happens if the dad squad found out reader faked an orgasm before

This is of course 18+ and the reader is female

Daichi suwamura

Okay so daichi honestly was never worried about y'all sex life

Like you moan his name everytime why is he worried

It's when you and the rest of the karasuno group get drunk and play truth of dare

When it's your turn.. you're drunk off six shots of tequila and tanaka asks you to reveal your deepest secret

"okay okay! Sooo during me and daichi's fourth anniversary, we fucked and I may have totally faked it"

Wait what.

WHAT?!

Everyone else is laughing but daichi is over here having a mental breakdown

You did what?!

How many more have you faked?! Were they all fake?! Did he ever really make you cum?

It did not take long for daichi to drag you away to the nearest bathroom

You gasp when daichi pinned you against the wall his mouth attacking your neck while his hands roamed your body now gripping your hips as he ripped your panties off.

"faked an orgasm?! Damn it how many did you fake? Doesn't matter don't tell me. I'm going to fuck you against this wall and you are going to cum over and over til I know for sure you like having sex with me"

He fucked you until you couldn't think anymore, he also made sure EVERYONE heard it.

Tooru oikawa

You were having girl talk with the other managers and the topic of sex came up

They all assume he's some sex god which makes you laugh

Oikawa is honestly such a dork during sex that you couldn't help but spills beans

"honestly he was so nervous during our first time, It was so cute..though he didn't really make me.. y'know"

Oh BOY

News travelled fast and before you know it at 4am you had a pissed oikawa at your door

The loud harsh banging interrupted your sleep and you went to the door only to see oikawa standing there, your sleepy eyes trailed his body up and down and you noticed he was gripping his phone so tight his knuckles turned white, you didn't even get to speak when the male stormed inside and let's out a frustrated sigh.

"why are rumors about me being bad in bed spreading around?!"

"I dunno...maybe you have a hater, babe it's like 4am..why are you here?"

Oikawa snapped his head towards you before walking towards you anger fuming towards you before he gripped your arm tightly.

"everyone is saying you started the rumor, so tell me little cutie what the fuck have you been saying?"

Your eyes got wide as the conversation with the girls resurfaced in your head and you softly reached out to put your hands on his cheeks which made him relax but he was still clearly annoyed.

"sorry, tooru it was just one little story. Girl talk y'know and it's fine lots of people can't make their partner cum their first time you just ha-"

You were cut off by the male roughly pulling you towards your room, everytime you tried to speak oikawa would glare at you before demanding that you shut up. Once in your room he pushed you on the bed his ego clearing having dropped now that you admitted the truth.

"I am good at sex! I am Great! I just have to prove to you that you are with the best man ever"

As he spoke he started to strip before his cold glare landed on you before he crawled ontop and wrapped a hand around your throat.

"you are going to be begging me to stop making you cum once I'm done with you"

He made you tell everyone that you cummed extra hard that night, even if it was super embarrassing to say.

Tetsuro kuroo

You two were arguing

It started with him being jealous of a person at work flirting with you and it just blew up

Screams and swears shooting back at the other

Low blows were dealt

You both don't even remember what the fight was about

Then..you said it

"God you are so cocky! It's shit like that, that make me fake orgasms during sex"

He shut up after that one for sure

All he can think about was how many did you fake and how he failed as your lover

Why didn't you tell him you weren't feeling good during sex?

Kuroo remained quiet as he let his brain think, after saying it you quickly walked over and hugged him hoping he wasn't angry at you

"baby! I'm sorry I didn't mean it, I was just upset and you were just upset you forgive me yeah?"

"how many times?"

"that doe-"

"how many damn times?!"

You flinched when he forced you to look at him showing pain in his eyes and you couldn't help but be honest with him.

"only a few, during those times where I was just really sleepy that's it"

Kuroo let's out a shaky sigh before he peppered soft kisses along your neck. He was pretty hurt at the moment but he did want to make it up to you, plus make up sex was always good

"come, let's talk this out yeah?"

His tone was soft as he guided you to the bedroom thought talking wasn't the plan he had, he wanted to make you see stars and make sure he could actually make you cum.

Koutaro bokuto

Okay so maybe it wasn't a good idea to pump up bokuto's ego every time you guys have sex

All your praise makes him think he's the best in the world

But when it came time for a girls night at you and bokuto's place stuff starts to spill

You told bokuto to spend the night at akaashi or something but you didnt think he would come home

"sooo [y/n]! How is bokuto in bed?! We gotta know"

The question made you embarrassed while bokuto stood outside you guys' bedroom listening in

Yes dear wife tell them how my sex is the best in the world

"koutaro, tries his best. Sometimes he gets a little too excited and cums early so he gets too tired to finish and we end up cuddling before I can climax so I just fake it"

WHAT?!

Bokuto automatically swings the door open scaring both you and the girls

He is legit tearing up and about to sob

After, very quickly telling the girls to leave he cries into your stomach while you pet his head

"why didn't you tell me?! I would have made it all better"

"oh..kou..it's no big deal"

Your soothing which would usually work just wasn't working right now, bokuto sniffled as he looked up at you with tearful eyes, you were his baby owl and he couldnt even make you feel good?!

He couldn't believe that! No he won't accept that! Before you can respond bokuto pushed you down on the bed before starting to pull your pants and underwear off your body

"kou! W-what the hell?!"

"just let me do this please! I need to know that I can do this, I just want you to be happy with me..so..let me worship you"

You were shocked but shuddered at the feeling of soft kisses against your inner thigh, with one final sniffle bokuto was now focused on something else.

He proceeded to eat you out that night until you cummed so much that you was sobbing but by the end of it he was so happy to know that he can make you cum and of course he was more mindful about your needs.

Wakatoshi ushijima

Oh jeez

Okay so he makes it very clear that bedroom talk is off limits

What you two do in bed is your business hell you guys don't really talk about sex and spend more time just doing it

You are very tight lipped about your sex life but tendou Is a very stubborn guy

He is constantly asking you what's it like..mostly cause he wants to tease wakatoshi

After finally bothering you to the point where you wanna hit him you confess

"toshi is great okay?! I mean sure he has his moments of not really getting me there but it's good so stop asking!"

OHOHOHO HE HAS TO KNOW MORE

after explaining that wakatoshi tends to be boringly vanilla you expect him to let it go

No bitch this is tendou 'i give no fucks' satori

Proceeds to tease wakatoshi about it every chance he gets

"wow who knew you could be boring in all departments"

"sooooo, you really like it vanilla huh?"

Of course oblivious wakatoshi doesn't pay him any mind until a drunk tendou spills the beans

"guess who told me that you're boring in bedddd~ pfft she said you are so slow that it is like fucking a box"

You of course didn't say that but you were shocked to see wakatoshi at your door the next day

"did you tell tendou about our sex life?"

Well fuck.

you honestly should have expected this. You let out a shaky sigh as you merely avoided eye contact you felt pretty embarrassed and ashamed

"yeah, sorry toshi he kept bugging me about it"

"you telling him is not why I'm upset"

You were honestly shocked and looked up only to see wakatoshi's face close to yours, his eyes were intense and honestly gave you chills.

"did you say I was boring during sex? Is this true?"

"um..yeah but it's okay I mean it's still good it's just very..typical I mean we do the same stuff all the time and you just tend to be, slow"

Wakatoshi was a little shocked by your words but he calmly sighed and ran his fingers through his hair as he tried to think of what exactly he needed to do.

"then my future wife, allow me to spend the night making you feel good instead of myself, you can tell me exactly what I need to do in order to bring you to climax again and again."

And you did exactly that, he was quite obedient and even did things he never done before just so he can make you feel good.

#haikyuu smut #haikyuu imagines #wakatoshi ushijima #tetsuro kuroo #daichi suwamura #bokuto koutaro #oikawa tooru

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silverisbestboy · 5 years ago

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Sonic Boom x Reader

Requested by @blackace1993: Conversation was accidentally deleted but from what I remeber of it, they wanted hc for the Sonic Boom characters who has a partner who frequently gets into trouble and/or captured by Eggman. They didn't specify which character they wanted so I just did all of them minus Tails. Hope you enjoy!

Sonic:

There's no denying it

Sonic was smitten

The moment you set foot on the island Sonic was taken aback by you

To him, you were drop dead gorgeous with a great personality so I guess you could say it was love at first sight for him

This boy is a fool for you

It's actually quite funny watching him zip across the island at the slightest remark that you need something

"Man, you what? I'm feeling kind of hungry"

"Say no more!" He'll say as he zooms away and reappears seconds later with a chili dog in hand

"Uhhhh"

But, unfortunately for you, being in any sort of relationship with Sonic is not wothout complication

Eggman sees you as a new oppurtunity to best Sonic and ends up taking you hostage on a regular basis

The first time it happens, Sonic all but destroys Eggman's fortress looking for you

But after it continuously happening, it starts getting kinda old

"Greeting Sonic! I see you've come to rescue your little girlfriend"

"Yeah, yeah. Can we just we just get to the part where I clobber you?"

It gets to the point where Sonic starts teaching you how to defend yourself so you can hold your own against Eggman

Not that he doesn't mind rescuing, it's just he can't always be there to protect

With the amount of times they've had to save you, the team are already very familiar with you and consider you apart of their friend group

But as you get better is self-defence, Sonic officially announces you as part of the team and you start joining them on missions

While Sonic does tend to stick to your side more than his other teammates during battle, he's glad to have you fighting alongside them

After all, he's happy to spend as much time with you as possible, even if that means having to bash Eggman's robots to do so

Knuckles:

You're not a bad person

So what if you have anger issues

So what if you get into fights from time to time

So what if you've been in trouble with the cops before

Doesn't mean you're a bad person, it just means you've.... got some issues

One day you're not in the best mood and have already had a pretty shitty day, and you're just a ticking time bomb waiting to explode

So it's no wonder that when a big guy bumps into you and causes you to drop the tray of food you're holding, you go off on him

Unfortunately for you, this guy is huge, a tall red echidna with bulking arms that looks like he could punch you into next week

But you're not one to back down from a fight, you've beaten up guys twice your size before and you're not afraid to do it again

"Woah, hey, sorry about that, didn't see you there."

What, is he dense?! Who does this guy think he is barrelling into anyone he pleases just because he's big? You bet he was just gonna walk off without even helping you. Well, you'd show him!

Without warning, you lunged at the echidna with the intent of knocking him over the same way he almost did to you

But you underestimated his initial strength and reflexes and he caught you midair with your legs kicking and your hands clawing for his face

"Woah, dude chill! I said I was sorry!"

He just kinda holds you up in air at arms length with you kicking and screaming until you eventually tire yourself out

The echidna stares at you cautiously

"Are you good now?"

After a moment, you reluctantly nod, and he gently sets you back on your feet

He then carefully leans down without takong his eyes off you and grabs your burger which is still wrapped in foil and reaches it out to you

"How about we start over? I'm Knuckles."

You thought after that encounter, that was the last you'd see of him

But one day, you've gotten yourself into another fight, and to say you're losing would be an understatement

It's once again, a guy twice your size and he's absolutely beating the crap out of you

But by some miracle, Knuckles happens to be walking by and immediately notices you

He steps in to save you, and the guy you're fighting knows about Knuckles being part of Sonic's team and doesn't even bother attempting to fight him

Knuckles takes your half conscious body to Tails's work shop where they fix you up

After that, Knuckles refuses to leave you alone

Even if you try to leave, he always ends finding you to make sure you don't get into more trouble

He helps you find outlets for your anger by sparring and working out with him

You grow a soft spot for Knuckles that you'd never thought you'd have for anyone

He's your big goofball that somehow always manages to calm you down and get you out of whatever trouble your in

Though it's beyond you why anyone would want to put up with you, eespecially a lovable ray of sunshine like Knuckles, you're so grateful that you have someone like himin your life to keep you in check

A/N: Might make more hcs for that because I absolutely love the idea of big, strong goofball Knuckles having a little ball of pure rage as a partner.

Amy Rose:

Some would say you're a pacifist

Some would say you care too much

Some would say you're too nice

But you like to think that you're just trying to do good in the world

You're definitely the type of person that hates conflict and wants everyone to get along, and you're more often than not a bit of a pushover

You like to give people benefit of the doubt and prefer to see the good in people, although sometimes, this affects you negatively

A kindly looking (or at least in your opinion) wolf with a showman's top hat and a certain glint his eyes one day stops you in your tracks and asks you ever so politely if you would kindly lend him some money to help feed his family

Of course, you're quick to help, but little do you know that this is none other than T.W. Barker himself, and he's been watching you carefully for some time

He notices the way you jump at the oppurtunity to help someone in need, and he being a con man at heart, decides to take advantage of that

But before you can lend the man all the money you have in your pocket, a certain pink hedgehog decides to interfere

"Hey, you leave her alone Barker! Go find your own ATM machine!"

Amy Rose herself stands not far behind you, hammer in hand and ready for trouble

"N-now, now, let's not be too hasty. I was simply accepting a generous donation from this unsuspecting-- I mean self-less young lady."

"Yeah right. Beat it before I hammer you into next Tuesday, punk!"

You're in utter shock as the seeming wolf in sheep's clothing (pun intended) makes his escape

"Gotta look out for scumbags. Seems this village is getting more and more of them everyday. Anyways, I'm Amy, what's your name?"

Since then, Amy keeps a close eye on you to make sure you don't become prey to anymore scam artists

Now Amy will never admit she has anger issues, but she does get... irritated from time to time

On more than one occasion, you're there to help her calm down and have a sleepover planned or a spa day for when things get particularly rough for her

Whenever she needs help choosing which paint to redo her wall with, or which dress she should wear to a party, she calls you up, because no matter what you're interests are or how inconvenient the timing might seem, you're ready to help a friend, even with mundane things

Amy has you become a part of the Sonic family, and while you never do join them in battles, you help keep the peace between the team whenever there's an argument

And Amy always makes sure your overly caring attitude isn't being taken advantage of

No matter the time or the place, Amy knows she can always count on you, and you know she's always got your back

Sticks:

Well this is quite the predicament you've gotten yourself into

A lot of people would descibe you as clumsy, but you knew you just bad luck

And to prove just that, here you were dangling upside from a rope trap after deciding to take a liesure stroll through the forest

What are we, nomads? Who sets out traps in the middle of the woods anymore?!

After about 20 minutes, the blood is rushing to your head and you're starting to feel faint

But just as you think that your bad luck will finally be the end of you, figure bursts from the bushes with a fierce battle cry

It's a badger girl with a boomerang clutched in her paw, ready for a fight

But after a moment she realizes just who's gotten caught up in her trap

"Hey, what's the big idea?! Why're you in my snare?"

"Why am I in your snare? Why did you put out a snare you loon?!"

After about 5 minutes of arguing, Sticks reluctantly cuts you down, begrudgingly explaining that she set out a trap for any woodland monsters

You run into her again on another walk, crossing a small stream before tripping on one of the stepping stones and almost falling in before a furry arm wraps around your waist

"You outta be more careful out here. The wilderness is no place to be a klutz."

"Hey, I'm not a klutz. I just have bad luck is all."

And what more to gain the attention of a superstitious badger than the possibility of supernatural forces at play

"You could've been hexed by a witch. Or worse, there could be a vengeful spirit after you! We gotta get you an exorcist!"

"I'm fine, I'm just unlucky. Always have been always will be."

"We should still burn some sage in your home just to be sure."

You let Sticks do what she wants with you, after all, her superstitious perspective is a nice change from everyone just thinking your clumsy

You think her attempts to "cleanse" you are endearing, she tries something new everyday, and you end up learning a thing or two about survival and the corruptedness of politics from her

Weeks later, her attempts slowly dwindle down, and she just comes to accept she's just gonna have to keep an extra close eye on you, especially when she sets out booby traps

The time y'all have spent together, although it was somewhat motivated by Sticks not wanting to get whatever curse you exposed her to, lead to y'all having a close bond

Everyone has their quirks, she's paranoid and you're clumsy, but you two always manage to work things out

And that's the beauty of a relationship

A/N: Sorry I haven't been that active lately, so take this as an apology. Four hcs for the price of one!

#sonic headcanons #sonic the hedgehog x reader #sonic x reader #sonic boom #amy rose x reader #sticks the badger x reader #knuckles the echidna x reader

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cyro-starfire · 4 years ago

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Cyro meeting Lemon Monster for the first time - Lemcy fic

⚠️WARNINGS FOR THIS FIC: OC X CANON, VIOLENCE, CUSSING, KISSING, CRINGE⚠️

Character colors

Blue - Boyfriend

Red - Girlfriend

Green - Pico

Pink - Cyro

Orange - Lemon Monster

The night was still young, the stars shine brightly throughout the night sky, the full moon also gave a brilliant light that made the night seem less dark. Pico, Girlfriend, Boyfriend, and Cyro were having as friend's night out, just the four of them. They generally used their time in the night to goof around and have fun, visiting parks, getting ice cream and just messing around with each other.

As the night grew they decided to sleep over at Pico's place for the night, Girlfriend told her parents about it so they wouldn't panic if Girlfriend didn't get home tonight. On their way to Pico's house Pico noticed the mansion that Girlfriend's parent's had owned, the same one where Bee and Gee met the spooky kids Skid and Pump.

"Ayo, Bee, ain't that the same house you met those kids in?" Pico asked Boyfriend. "Hrm?" Boyfriend looked over and noticed the house. "Oh yeah, it is, what about it?" "Well ain't it also the same house where you told me you like dissed a weird lemon headed monster thing?" Pico added. "Uhh...y-yeah...? Where are you going with this Pico?" Boyfriend asked slightly nervous of what Pico's intentions could've possibly been...

"Well, it's been a long ass time since I had a good scare, not even Cassandra's stupid ass could scare me, you said the guy was genuinely terrifying, I wanna be the judge of that shit!" Pico exclaimed. "DUDE! ARE YOU FUCKIN INSANE? THAT FUCKER WANTED TO EAT ME AND BAE!" Boyfriend responded with a shocked screech. "Dude come on, how bad can it be for me? Besides, Gee can't die remember?" Pico tried to remind Boyfriend. "But he was still fucking creepy, even for a dearest like me." Girlfriend admitted.

"For real?" Pico asked, astounded by Girlfriend of all people admitting that. "Yeah dude." "Well if that's the case, i think it's about time you introduced me to him!" Pico chuckled. "DUDE NO! ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY?! PLUS WHAT IF CYRO GETS HURT?!" Girlfriend states to Pico, obviously not happy that he would want to do something this reckless and life threatening. Pico looked at Cyro and felt bad that he almost forgot that they were there..."Well...you guys know I'll shoot up anything hostile." He responds bluntly. "Come on, it'll be worth it, i wanna meet this fucker" Girlfriend and Boyfriend looked at each other and then looked at Cyro for their input.

"o-o-oh uhm..." Cyro was taken aback by the situation being suddenly focused around them. "Do you think you'll be able to handle this shit Cy?" Boyfriend asks the alien in a gentle tone, as to not put more stress on Cy. "w-w-well i-i m-m-mean uh...i-i guess it sh-shouldn't b-be too b-bad if P-Pico is the o-one protecting us..." They replied quietly but not too quiet to where Bee and Gee couldn't hear. "You sure?" "I-I'm p-positive! P-Please don't w-worry about m-me too m-much!" Cyro reassures the two. Bee and Gee look at Cyro for a while and sighed. "Alright just...stay close to us alright?" Cyro nods in response.

Girlfriend finally responded to Pico "Okay, fine we'll go in again..." Pico cheered. "HELL YEAH! LES FUCKING GO!!!" Pico screamed out in joy as he immediately darted towards the mansion and wasted no time to get in, the other three followed but not as enthusiastic as Pico, they were more reluctant if anything, especially Girlfriend...

The inside of the mansion felt as dead and haunted as the first time Girlfriend and Boyfriend went inside it together for the first time. "I still hate looking at the inside of this hellscape babe..." Boyfriend shuddered. "Me too honey bun..." "Awe come on you guys are pussies!" Pico giggled. "EASY FOR YOU TO SAY MAN, YOU FUCKING KILLED A HUGE ASS ALIEN WHEN WE WERE IN FUCKING SCHOOL!" Boyfriend screeched at Pico in anger only making Pico laugh more. Cyro was shaking like a leaf, clinging tightly onto Girlfriend's red dress. "Y-You okay Cy?" Girlfriend asked, worried about the shivering alien. "i-i-i-i-i'm g-g-g-good..." Cyro whimpered silently.

"Okay this was obviously a bad idea, I'm pretty sure this place alone is gonna make Cy have a huge panic attack.." Boyfriend sighed but was cut off by Cyro. "N-N-NO! I-i-i-i-i'm okay, i-i promise...i-i-it's j-j-j-just c-c-cold here..." "You sure Cy?" Pico asked, concerned as well. "Y-Yeah...t-trust me g-guys i-i'm fine!" The alien tried their best to reassure the three, which only resulting in Pico, Bee and Gee sighing in unison, they couldn't just back out on this so quickly...right...?

After some time of exploring the mansion, it did take some time for Pico to get genuinely spooked by the place... "Wow...y'all weren't fuckin around..." He chuckled nervously. "This place is creepy as fuck...why do your parents even own this place to begin with Gee?" Girlfriend shrugged "I don't know man, sometimes they don't even make sense to me..." She responds. "Wait, so you admit your scared then?" Boyfriend asks with a slight giggle.

"WH-WHAT?! N-NO?! I AIN'T FUCKIN SCARED BEE!!" "Ya sure Pico?" Boyfriend giggled even more. "Your sure acting like your scared!" "THERE'S A FUCKIN DIFFERENCE WITH BEING SCARED AND BEING CREEPED OUT YOU FUCK NUT, GET THAT THROUGH YOUR THICK ASS HEAD!" "Okay but your stuttering, your clearly pissing yourself dude." "NO I FUCKIN AIN'T!" "Yeah you are!" "SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!" Pico screamed. And thus, an argument began with the two boys, Girlfriend sighed. Some things never really do change, do they? Cyro looked away from the arguing boys only to be met with an odd looking shadow in the distance. "h-h-h-huh?"

"g-g-guys...?" Cyro tried to get everyone's attention but they couldn't be heard over Boyfriend and Pico so they had to try again "G-Guys?" Still not being heard over, so Cyro took a deep breath and reluctantly scream to get their attention. "GUYS!" With them finally being heard all three of them turned their heads to look at the quivering alien. "Is something wrong Cy?"

"u-uh y-yeah, WHAT TH-THE FUCK IS THAT?!" The alien screeched in terror pointing at the lemon shaped shadow that was hiding behind a door. "What's wh- oh...oh no..." "B-B-Bee...?" "What the fu..." The shadow suddenly had a visible smile and finally spoke. "Well, well, well~ what do we have here~? A three course meal~? How thoughtful of you all~!" The voice was deep, soothing, and mesmerizing. The creature slowly opened the door and stepped out.

As seen through the shadow it had a yellow, lemon shaped head, it's eyes were huge with wide pupils within them, it's teeth were uncomfortably crooked, it's neck was a velvet red and the rest of it's body was a pitch, raven black, it had two fingers on each hand, and it had only two toes on each foot. The creature was very tall in compared to the four other beings within the room, it towered over all of them.

"It has been quite a long while since i have seen you two~! And i see you've brought that little schizophrenic ginger friend of yours~! And-" the monster paused to look at Cyro behind Girlfriend, still scared out of their mind. "Well now~! Who's this little friend of yours~? They look rather...appetizing~ in more ways then one if i must be so bold to say~!" He said, attempting to slowly approach Cy but was stopped by Girlfriend. "Don't go near them...O R E L S E . . ." She warned it with a growl, which only made the lemon headed monster roll its eyes in annoyance. "And you still don't know how to not be so RUDE..." The monster growled.

"Better not try jack shit bitch, i know how to use this thing." Pico aimed the gun towards the monster which only made it boom with laughter. "You think a puny little weapon like that scares me? How adorable~!" It chuckled before lunging at Girlfriend and attacked her which made Pico start firing bullets at the creature, and Cy ran as fast as they could into an empty hallway. Boyfriend stood still, he didn't wanna engage in the violence, he didn't sign up for this shit man...

After the monster and Girlfriend fought, monster while doing a number on Girlfriend decided that enough damage was done and went after Cyro. Pico and Boyfriend, instead of knowing Girlfriend can easily heal, and going after the monster and making sure he doesn't hurt them, went to Girlfriend to see if she was okay, Cyro was sobbing and whimpering while running, wanting to be home right now and not here.

"FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!!! I KNEW THIS WAS A BAD IDEA WHY DID I TRY TO LOOK BRAVE FOR EVERYONE HHHH!!!!" The alien screamed internally and wished that they were just honest so that none of this would be happening right now, after some running they found themself in a dead end, and what was worse is that they could hear the monster's footsteps. "NONONONONONONONONONO PLEASE PLEASE OH PLEASE I DON'T WANNA DIE, WHY ME, WHY ME. WHY ME!!!" As much as they hated themself, but they were still terrified of dying, especially like this...

The monster got closer and closer until he was visible again which only heightened Cyro's anxiety, their heart was pounding through their chest and their breathing was rapid, they could barley think straight at all. "There you are my dear~!" The monster cooed. "p-p-p-please leave m-m-me alone..." They whimpered quietly. "Oh don't worry dear~! I won't kill you~! Will i possibly hurt you? Maybe, but then again..." He got closer to them and pinned them against the wall, he slowly put his two fingered claws against their face, and caressed their face gently.

"I would feel guilty if i caused any sort of harm to an adorable and beautiful creature such as yourself~!" It whispered in their ear making Cyro blush deeply and shudder they were so confused by this behavior. "You know, i normally don't have such feelings for prey...but you...your different..." The monster explained to Cyro. "wh-what d-do you m-mean...?" "I mean what i mean my sweet cherry cake~! Your seem like such a delicate creature~!" The monster slowly moved it's claws under Cyro's chin and began to rub the bottom of their chin gently. Cyro couldn't help but purr at the sensation.

The monster chuckled at Cyro's purring, they were so adorable. "Perhaps i won't eat you~ your so sweet, I'm afraid that if I eat you, I'll get a cavity~!" The monster joked. Cyro didn't respond, they only continued to purr at the monster rubbing their chin, until he took his claw away from their chin which only made them whine. "wh-why'd y-you st-" they were interrupted by the monster giving them a soft and gentle kiss on the lips, which surprised Cyro at first, but they slowly sunk into the kiss and kissed the monster back. There was some time before they broke away from the kiss, Cyro panted softly while looking at the creature

The monster chuckled. "While i would love to keep you, i fear that i have aggravated your friends enough, so unfortunately this will be goodbye for now, but i will be back soon, my little prey, until we meet again~!" The monster whispered to them beore giving them a kiss on the cheek and disappeared into the shadows again. Which only left Cyro in confusion but at the same time, they felt like they've fallen in love again.

After some time Pico, Boyfriend and Girlfriend found Cy, fortunately for them Cyro was okay, and the four of them darted out of the house as soon as fucking possible. Cyro never really forgot about that day ever since...

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gloomyhearts · 4 years ago

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Mellillla || Owen P. Joyner

Chapter one~ I'll be dead

High school sweethearts as their friends called them but they were never in a relationship. Several years passed them when their life moved on. Will their paths meet again?

AN: Hey guys.. so here's my first Owen Joyner x fem!OC. Hope you enjoy it :)

The brunette girl hurried through the hallways to her next class, many other students stood by their lockers chattering with one another. Her flow was interrupted as someone grabber her arm making her stop.

"Why are you running, Dahl?" A breath of relief escaped her lips when she saw Lilith.

"We have a class in like two minutes," she argues.

Lilith let out a chuckle. "We have lunch you idiot" her chuckle grow into a loud laughter.

"What really?" Dahlia turns her left wrist to see the watch.

"What the.."

"You're hilarious," her hand resting on her abdomen from laughing.

"That's not funny," Dahlia's index pushed her glasses further on her nose.

"Come on, let's get you some food," the red haired girl grabbed her wrist pulling her to the cafeteria.

When they arrived there her graze felt on her group of friends sitting on one of the tables near the wall as always.

"You made it, D. Finally," Samuel raises his hand for her to high five it.

She came to a halt and her hand met a wet one.

"Why.. what was that," she groans bringing her hand up to her nose. It didn't smell at all.

"Chill it was just water" he holds his bottle up.

Dahlia rolled her eyes while sitting down.

"So what's your plan for the weekend?" Chloe asks.

"Well, I have volleyball on Saturday and Sunday there's this school play where the bands playing," Dahlia explains as she steals some carrots from Lilith.

"And after that?"

"Serious? After that I'm dead" she knitted one of her brows.

"There's a campfire at Josh's," Jacob suggests.

"Feel free to go" she gestures with her hand.

"Not without you D." He states.

"I'm not coming"

"Please Dahl," Emma had her puppy eyes as she pleaded.

"Guys.. fine, maybe" Dahlia grabs her backpack.

"Where you're going?"

"The break is over in a few. I'm just eluding the big crowd." She winked at them and made her way over to the door.

"She really left. What a girl" every single one at the table began to laugh.

After her last class the brunette had her last rehearsal for the show on Sunday. Her feet steps into the room and her eyes laid abruptly on this special person.

His cap was turned around and held most of his hair back yet single strands of his blonde hair were falling into his face as he played enthusiastic the drums.

She walked over to the piano and took a seat. Her finger run softly over the ivories. A shy small smile suited her lips, deep in her thoughts. Dahlia didn't noticed that someone walked over to her, she shrieks slightly as the shadow laid over her.

"Hey gurl," the familiar voice spoke.

"Val," Dahlia was on her feet again throwing her arms around her.

"I thought you wouldn't come"

"I can't miss this. You know" she rolled her eyes with a smile on her lips.

"Didn't saw you during break" she points.

"I came just for this" the blonde explains.

"Cause I couldn't do this without you"

"We're just rehearsing," Valerie laughs.

"I couldn't do it either," she retorts.

"I know."

"Please take your seats," the teacher shouts.

"We begin with song 3 cause y'all suck at it."

Dahlia was the first to play in this, she nervously let her fingers fly over the keys again. Then the drummer began quietly, giving it all a rhythm and then the rest. Their teacher was somewhat disgusted but also kinda hopeful that her class could do it just good.

"Dahlia, a little louder please," the named girl hit the keys a little harder and her teacher send her a thumb up.

The chords of the last song echoed through the room and the students as well as their teacher seemed pleased.

"Great guys. Go home and get some rest before sunday," the teacher suggests suggests as the music stops.

All the students gathered around the drums giving the person behind various compliments. Dahlia herself moved to the door already out of the room as her teacher calls after her.

"What's wrong?" She arrived at the table.

"You sure about the scholarship?" He questions.

"Yeah, I think I suck too much. I wouldn't make it in the business," Dahlia insists.

"Whatever you say sweetie. I don't wanna push you into something," he states.

Her graze falling on her hands.

"But it'd be a loss," Dahlia's view rose up.

"Thanks but.. I really don't know," she shrugged her shoulders.

"It's okay, Dahlia, really," he gave her a resuring smile. Dahlia nodds and waved to her as she made her way out.

"What did he wanted?" Valerie throws her arm around her shoulder guiding her to the exit.

"Just the scholarship thing"

"Just? Are you serious? Are you stupid? Actually don't answer. I thought we'd have a girl night. At 7 at mine?"

Dahlia nodds as an answer and went to her mother's car.

"See you baby," Valerie shouts after her, Dahlia just winked at her.

"Hi mom," she opens the passenger door and threw her backpack in, following it shortly after.

"Hey hun."

"Can I sleep over at Val's?"

"Yeah of course but don't forget your game tomorrow"

"She'll drive me there."

Actually Valerie is a senior like most of the people in the band but Dahlia is allowed, due to her outstanding grades and well playing, to be in the band. At first her parents were suspicious because the kids were all two til three years older than her innocent Dahlia.

But surprisingly the others hadn't a problem with her joining the band they were even keen. Mostly all of them.

"Can you maybe bring me to her?"

"Your sister said she's going to a friend too, she'll drop you there," she explains.

"Great," she comments. Well since Dahlia joined the band at the end of her freshman year, her sister hears her name more often from her friends having no spare time of her.

"I don't know where your problem is"

"Well since I joined her some of her friends in the band she hates me."

"She doesn't mean it like this. I think she's scared you're stealing her friends."

"That was a year ago and I haven't, not even one. Just Val," and that was the point.

Valerie and Serena were friends, best friends until high school started for them but Valerie and Dahlia became friends after two years off their "break up".

It wasn't pretty , it was filthy to be honest but it was Serena's fault mostly but that's yesterday's news.

"You're breaking the news to her," the young girl says as she exits the car.

When Dahlia entered her room the first thing she does is to put her glasses into its case, the second thing is to pack her suitcase for the weekend, during the drive home she clarified that she'd stay the whole weekend at her friend's house.

"I'm not driving you there," her sister rushes into the room.

"Well good afternoon to you too, sister," she comments.

"But it's literally on your way. You're even driving her road," dahlia adds.

"But I have to stop right in front of her home," Serena argues.

"I'd jump out the car," the brunette suggests.

"That's a great idea," she turns around and leaves as fast as she got in.

She's so dump Dahlia thought.

"I'm leaving on 6.30" Serena shouted through the door and a smile creeped on Dahlia's lips. She continues to push her things into the suitcase.

"You're moving out?" Her younger brother questions as she wandered to the stairs.

"Shut up."

"Just that you know. Mom says if you blow up the house she puts you up for adoption," she announced as her feet steps on the first stair.

"You ready?" Dahlia nodds and followed her sister behind.

The car ride was covered with silence, neither of them said a single word until they arrived at the front of Valerie's house.

"Thanks for driving me Serena," Dahlia gave her a weak smile as she grabs her suitcase and moved the way to the front.

"You're finally here," Valerie throws the door open and pulled her inside.

"Had Serena really droped you here?" Dahlia nodds, waving Val's parents as they walked past them.

"Hello dear. Nice to see you again," her mother greeted the brunette.

"You'll find us upstairs," she tells them.

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huntertheblackwolf · 4 years ago

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The Morning After

(2.8k) It was difficult towards the end, cause I didn't know what to do, but I did it! So yay! Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy!

Chapter IV: Dinner

Gasps and soft moans surrounded the two as the man with slick back hair let the sounds go freely.

"Fuck. Ri-right there~" he finished with a soft moan, as he was grabbed by the waist and lifted against the wall. The man in front him started to thrust faster, grunting in his ear and sighing. Wrapping his legs around Hunter, Soryu continued to let out soft moans as Hunter tightened his grip on his hips. Slamming him down, Hunter started to nibble on Soryu's neck, before opening his mouth wide and-

'Awkward, but whatever. It's normal.' Hunter thought as he looked away from Soryu and to the server coming to the table. 'I just wanna take a nap already.'

"Hey Hunter, isn't that the guy from-" Conner started whispering a question to him before shutting up as something stabbed him on the side as Silviya glared at him from the corner of her eye. Smiling towards Baba and Ota, she started to speak.

"So, how do you know Mr. Ichinomiya?" She asked as Conner looked on, the server distributing menus to the occupants.

"I broke into his house." Baba answered before grinning. "I'm only playing of course! I bumped into him late one evening while exploring the neighborhood. He helped me out in some aspects revolving around money and business, and well, here we are!" He said with a flourish.

Giggling, Silviya looked at Eisuke.

"Is it true?"

He smiled, "To some degree, yes." He answered as looked at his menu as did everyone else. Choosing what they wanted, Hunter having what Silviya was having, the server wrote down their order and left.

"So how did you meet Kisaki, Baba? You both seem like childhood friends." Conner asked, grinning.

"I was given a proposition to help me from getting bored by Baba, but I thought he was just old and crazy and I just ignored him. He did pipe my interest though and so I listened to him after thinking about it and after he brought some art pieces of mine. It also helped that the Boss approached me for an art commission for Tres Spades. He spoke about some business relationship and I was hooked. That's how I met these people." Ota answered, smiling at Conner and Silviya who were invested in the story. They smiled back and then looked towards Eisuke and Soryu.

"And what about you two?" Silviya questioned as a server started to serve them wine and their dinner. "Oh," she said, stopping one of them, "Just a glass of water for me and him," she said pointing at Hunter, "and lemonade for him" she finished, pointing at Conner who nodded.

"Well, we actually became schoolmates and friends after going to boarding school together when we were teenagers. We separated, but after 10 years, we met up with each other again and here we are."

"Oh, that's nice!" Silviya said, taking a sip of water.

"Are you three related?" Ota continued, seeing now that they didn't like each other.

"Hmm? Oh no! Actually," Silviya said, grinning. "We're not even related by blood, but we still consider each other family as we grew up together, fought together, and loved together. You don't have to be sharing the same bloodline to be considered a family." She paused, taking another sip of water.

Conner continued. "We actually have two other brothers back in America. Sam and Phil. They're related to me by blood. We're actually triplets! We just don't look the same that's all. Other than that, Silviya and Hunter aren't related to us, but ya know, like Silviya said, we're family." He finished, shaking her by the shoulder.

"Well, why aren't your other brothers here with you then?" Eisuke questioned, as he looked over to Conner.

"Someone had to stay behind to guard the house and care for our pets." Conner answered and Silviya opened to add on.

"I also wanted to see if Sam can care after our company without my guidance. After all, when I'm gone, I want someone I can trust to take over." She said, grinning wildly. "Also with the fact that we're the only ones capable of getting Hunter out of his shell to have some fun at least."

"Actually, this is the first time since that week in the casino, the one where we were kicked out, that Hunter has joined us tonight." Conner pondered. "So, thanks for inviting us Mr. Ichinomiya. We appreciate it!" He grinned.

"Wait, kicked out? Why?" Baba questioned, the food finally arriving, looking exciting for a story, Ota looked excited too.

"Well-" Conner started before being interrupted by plates being set down. Thanking the server, Conner began his story with Silviya's help.

"50 percent of the blame lies with me. I was playing a lot of casino games and I just kept winning! So, some of the other players got upset and accused me of cheating, when they kept constantly losing." Conner shrugged his shoulders. "The dealers believed those players over me, without proof of course, and called security over. I argued and then proceeded to get kicked out when they wouldn't hear me out."

"The other 50 percent lies with me." Silviya continued, seeing everyone invested in the story, except for Hunter, as he continued to enjoy his meal. "I uh. I got physical with someone's bodyguards. Before y'all say anything! The girl started it, I didn't! She insulted me and normally I would have let it go, but I was drunk. I was high on energy and life! I swung at her and her bodyguards jumped in, resulting in them taking the hits. I got mad and started to swing everywhere, until I noticed I knocked out two of them, almost going for three! Security got there one time though and they kicked me out with Conner in tow. After that, we ended up in a nightclub." Silviya finished as she took a bite out of her food.

"And where was Hunter in all of this?" Soryu asked, looking in disbelief at the three.

"Hm? Oh! He was-." Silviya paused, thinking for a minute, before speaking again.

"Well, I do know that right after Conner and I were kicked out, Hunter was there and that he followed us to the nightclub. I just don't remember where he was before we got kicked out, now that I think about it. Do you?"

"Nope." Conner answered quickly, too focused on eating, before glancing at Hunter.

Everyone looked at Hunter, who was now done eating his food and sipping his water.

He looked up at them and shrugged.

"Hunter? Where were you?" Conner asked as Hunter responded by signing.

"Uh, he said that he was exploring the hotel, found some interesting stuff before getting bored and then going back to the casino to find us. Saw that we were getting kicked out and followed." Conner answered for Hunter. "That's all that happened on his side."

"Exploring? Again Hunter? You know we're safe in that hotel! You need to relax."

Silviya said in a huff, before smirking. "Are you sure you just weren't looking for someone to mess around with? I mean, in that nightclub, you did-" Silviya's eyes widen, quickly clambering her mouth shut and averting her eyes to her plate. "Uh. Forget whatever I was saying." She chuckled as she started to sip her water again.

"No, no, continue Silva. You were saying?" Smirked Conner as he looked towards Silviya, who narrowed her eyes at him.

"You know what I meant." She rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, but I wanna hear it come from your mouth."

"Too bad. It's Hunter's business anyways. It's not our right to spill."

"Ugh- I hate when you're right."

"Yeah, I know. Cause I always am."

"And cause you always turn into a major bit-OW OW OW. OKAY! OKAY! I'M SORRY!" Conner yelped as Hunter pulled at his ear. Letting go, Conner began to rub his ear and Silviya started to laugh, before she was whacked on the head gently by Hunter. Rubbing her head, she glared at him.

"What was that for?" Silviya asked as Conner nodded in agreement. Hunter glanced at them from the corner of his eye, before closing them and slightly nodding towards the rest of the guest.

"Oh, right. Haha, sorry about that." Silviya said, grinning in embarrassment. "We tend to get distracted."

"It's fine." Ichinomiya answered. "Did you enjoy your meal?" He asked as he signaled the server over as he saw everyone finish their meal.

All three nodded and Silviya smiled.

"Yes, it was wonderful. Thank you."

"Oh, it was nothing. I wanted to thank Hunter for pushing me away. It was unexpected. So thank you." He smiled at Hunter who had opened his eyes. He nodded at Eisuke and waved his hands around.

"He says not to worry and it was a reaction to protect you. Oh! And he says thank you for dinner." Conner smiled at Eisuke, who smiled.

He then turned to Silviya and Conner. "I also wanted to apologize to you two. I thought my employees knew the consequences of not doing their obligations. Instead, they let it happen. This won't occur ever again and I do sincerely apologize that it happened to the both of you." He said, slightly bowing his head.

"Oh dude! You're fine man! The swelling has gone down and it'll go away soon. You're all good!"

Silviya playfully rolled her eyes. "What he means is that we accept your apology even if it wasn't your fault. I mean, you didn't punch Conner and it was the managers' fault anyways. So no worries man, you're okay." She smiled at him as the server came to the table with the check.

Eisuke smiled. "We hope this doesn't affect your view of the Tres Spades then.

Hopefully, your vacation goes smoothly as well."

"Oh yeah, of course! The hotel is awesome! The bar and parties! And the nightclubs near the hotel." Conner answered.

"And the shopping districts!" Silviya continued.

Chucking, Baba and Ota smiled at them as they started up a conversation with the two.

Soryu, who was busy listening, looked up to tapping.

Hunter slid him a napkin, as he looked up to Soryu and tilted his head towards it.

Grabbing the napkin and reading it, Soryu looked at Hunter and nodded as he stuffed the napkin back into his jacket. Eisuke looked on as he spoke with the server, paying for the check. Hunter yawned as he looked away from Soryu and leaned towards Conner, laying his head on his shoulder and closed his eyes. Hearing the muffled conversation and his brother’s heartbeat, Hunter relaxed slightly, but was still attentive to his surroundings.

“Is he tired?” Baba asked as he nodded towards Hunter.

“Nah, he’s fine, just tired of interacting with people. Silviya answered as she looked towards Hunter, reaching over to lightly ruffle his hair. “So, don’t worry about it. He’ll be fine when we go back to the hotel.”

“What will you all be doing tomorrow?” Eisuke asked, as the server came back with his card.

“Probably go shopping and-”

“And go to some arcadas! Don’t forget about that! Gotta win one of those anime claw machines! And buy some figurines for Phil, remember that.” Conner interrupted as he stroked his chin, being careful not to disturb Hunter.

“Right! What about Sam then?”

“We’ll know when we go shopping. Some of these stores are probably full of hidden treasures. Remember when we went to Mexico and Sam found that talavera pottery, some Día de los Muertos figurines, and alebrijes sculptures in Puebla? He really liked that! We’ll probably find something cool that he might like.”

“I guess you’re right. If we can’t anything for Sam tomorrow, then we’ll try again elsewhere. We are staying for a couple of more weeks, so where’s the rush.” Silviya smirked and Conner nodded.

“How long have you all been staying in the hotel?” Eisuke asked as he sipped his wine as the others looked at the three.

“Probably for like a week and a half? Probably two? Somewhere around there.” Silviya asked as she grabbed her jacket. “I’m in charge, but honestly because we’re so far from our ‘deadline’, I guess you can say, about going home, that I’m not really that organized as of right now. It’s a vacation, meaning it’s a waste to be on time on stuff that’ll eventually happen.”

Conner nodded as he went to grab his coat, Hunter slowly getting off of him. “I mean, we’ll do anything on a whim if it entices us. Hunter normally doesn’t do anything with us, but he’ll come along. He just likes to do things on his own. We actually don’t know what happens with him when we don’t force or take him with us.”

“Which is fine cause we trust him!”

“And if Hunter, on any day, wants to do anything, we’ll go along with it.” Conner continued.

Hunter, who was buttoning up his jacket, lightly butting his head against Conner.

‘Cute.’ Eisuke thought as he gazed at Hunter, quickly looking away, not wanting to get caught staring. “I think it’s time to go. The restaurant seems to be closing in 10 minutes.” He said, grabbing his own jacket, the others doing the same. The group made light conversation as they got ready to leave. Leaving the restaurant, Hunter trailed behind, making sure his siblings didn’t forget anything like usual. Walking towards the exit, Hunter joined them in the limo that pulled up.

“-wanted to have fun, ya know? Hopefully, Conner doesn’t fuck it up.” Silviya almost muttered.

“What does that mean?”

“Remember when you brought those girls over to a party at the hotel from last year?”

“Yeah, but-”

“And how they almost ruined the party for us when we discovered that they had warrants when the cops came?” She stated, cocking her eyebrows.

“I-” Conner sighed, “Yeah, I remember.” He mumbled out as he made room for Hunter to sit.

“You all seem to have fun whenever you’re out.” Ota commented as Baba nodded as he looked towards Silviya.

Hunter tuned out the group conversation as the car started to drive away.

Arriving at the hotel, Hunter got out, his siblings trailing after him. Stopping, he let them lead first, always being comfortable with following and being behind. Soryu, having received a phone call on the way to the hotel, stayed in the lobby to finish the conversation. The large group continued their own conversation all the way to the elevator and on it. Silently, Hunter looked over his siblings.

‘Good. They’re having fun.’ He closed his eyes, waiting for the elevator to get to their floor. ‘They’ll be going shopping and leaving me alone tomorrow.’ With a ding, Hunter opened his eyes.

“Thank you for dinner Mr. Ichinomiya! It was wonderful!” Silviya chirped as they got off, Conner sharing the same sentiment.

“Of course. It was a joy to have all of you there.” Eisuke replied as he nodded towards them.

“And it was nice to meet all of you of course.” She continued as she and Conner shook hands with everybody, Hunter waving his hands towards them instead.

“It was wonderful hanging with you all. Maybe someday we can do this again.” Baba said to them.

“That would be fun actually.” Silviya said as Conner nodded exhilaratingly.

Eisuke coughed slightly, catching Hunter’s attention. He lowered his voice for only Hunter to hear and spoke softly, not wanting to catch the others’ attention.

“Thank you again Hunter. For saving me. I hope you enjoy your stay at the hotel and I wish you well. I hope to see you again, under better circumstances of course.” He chuckled softly.

Hunter’s eyes softened a bit as he gave a slow nod, before turning expressionless again.

Hearing his siblings giving farewells, Hunter waved towards Eisuke and the others, before following his siblings towards the rooms as the elevator doors closed.

His siblings, who were ahead of him, turned towards him.

“Goodnight Hunt-Hunt! I hope you sleep well man!” Conner said, waving goodnight towards his brother.

“Night Hunter. We’ll probably be in the shopping district when you wake up, so don’t worry about us. Even though we know we already know you were socially drained, thanks for still coming with us.” Silviya said, grinning towards Hunter, who simply nodded. Waving goodnight to Hunter one more time, Silviya and Conner entered their room. Blinking his eyes, Hunter entered his own room and looked at the clock.

‘11:27.’

Nodding his head, Hunter started to undress, preparing to sleep, even though he wasn’t tired.

‘Today was a good day. Hopefully they have fun tomorrow again.’ He thought as his body hit the bed. He brought out his Nintendo Switch from the top of the nightstand, planning to at least make some progress with his videogame, before going to sleep.

‘Today was kind of fun though.’ He admitted to himself, like a secret little thought, before being consumed by his video game and not giving today anymore thoughts.

#the morning after #soryu oh #eisuke ichinomiya #baba mitsunari #ota kisaki #hunter #silviya #conner #kbtbb #My writing

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blackrosesfanfic · 4 years ago

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Chapter 237

Amber

Alex walks into the living room. She looks around the room then standing there staring at Chris and the little girl Lexi. I glance at them then I glance back at her. She jumps as Jamaal walks into the room behind her touching her waist as he slides pass her into the room. I frown. Umm. She not going off on him about touching her.

"I didn't mean for you to spend your time playing princesses." Jamaal says to Chris. "I'll take over."

"What you talking bout?" Chris says.

Jamaal makes a face. "You having fun, dawg?"

Chris looks at him. "At first I was like... peesh. It's a simple little girl's game. But I finally figured out how to defeat this guy."

"Daddy, Chris showed me how to fly. Look." She says making her person fly.

"I see."

I look away from them looking at Alex. She rolls her eyes then looks at me. I slowly push myself up off the couch. I was like 2 minutes from being sleep. Chris insisted I sit in here. He hovering over me. It's too early in this pregnancy for that. Alex spins around when I get to her walking away. I follow her towards the front of the house.

"Why are we going outside?" I ask slowly.

"Tell them." She hisses.

I follow her outside. It was dark as shit out here. Nobody is ever in the front of the house. I jump looking to my right into the darkness. As I stare my eyes slowly adjust to dim light. It's fucking Cammie sitting on a swing.

"Bae, why are you outside?" I ask going over to her.

"I just wanted to... breathe. Felt like I couldn't breathe in there." She says then hold out her arms. "What are y'all doing?"

I go over and fall into her arms. "I don't know this slut voodoo eyes me out here."

Alex sits on a Bush. I stare at her. It must not be a damn Bush cause her ass should be on the ground. She wipes her eyes. I sit up.

"Oh fucking hell." I snap slightly above a whisper. "Who the fuck I got to fight? Bae, you got tears in your eyes?"

"Who?" Cammie says looking at Alex. "Your shit that heavy?"

Alex covers her face with one hand. I get up and pull her off whatever she was sitting on. I pull her over to the swing. Cammie grabs her forcing her down on the swing. We both just hug her as she cries. Damn. She got me bout to cry.

"Oh my gosh." Cammie says wiping her own face. "What is fucking... like what the fuck is going on?"

"I don't want this baby." Alex whisper. "I can't."

Cammie shakes her head. "Your shit hitting home. Please stop."

"How the fuck is it hitting home?" Alex says sitting up.

"It's hitting hard." I nod wiping my face.

Alex wasn't having it. She tries to get up but doesn't try very hard. We all in situations where we feel like that. We all been there. Shit I'm there right now.

"You act like you don't fucking know who your baby's father is." Alex says all broken up.

"I might know who he is but do you know who he is?" I snap.

"Girl." Cammie says. "It ain't the situation but the situation. Do I have to replay the first year of my son's life? Do you really want to hear how I hated every part of my son before he even had a heart beat. Bitch please."

Alex just cries.

"Hell I got pregnant by his ass not even sure I wanted to continue being in a relationship. What the fuck is wrong with me?"

"There is nothing wrong with you." We all jump looking over at April. She stands in front of the swing. "What is this?"

I shake my head. "A fucking sight to see."

"I heard crying and whispering." April says pointing to a window.

I look behind me. JJ is sitting there looking out the window at us. He looks down at a cellphone but stays in the window.

"What is JJ doing?" Cammie chuckles a bit.

"I told him I had to go see. I told him to look out the window cause it was dark. I figured it was Amber out here crying not Alex. What's going on with you?"

Alex shakes her head saying nothing. Cammie exhales.

"Imma just act like you talking to me." Cammie says. "Finally talked to my mother about this shit that happened in college. She just storms out the room then comes back talking about herself. I mean she was talking shit about herself but it was still about her. I don't know."

"Mmh." April says sitting down where Alex was before. "I ain't following you up cause I think your mother has always done her best."

Cammie sucks her teeth. "Whatever."

April being a bad ass, as expected. "You put up this wall for no one to climb but who you let in then you get mad when someone is exhausted after trying for years to climb your ridiculous shit pile."

"So it's my fucking fault?" Cammie fires back.

"That she can't get close to you... yes." April shrugs. "I'm not going to lie to you ever. You know that."

Only thing keeping Cammie on this swing is Alex, who was sitting there stunned. As we all were. I shake my head.

"Maybe my shit not deep." I sigh. "I'm just so worried that all this will be for nothing. All it takes is an argument with Chris. I can't live my life scared to argue with him. He so damn petty when he mad. His pettiness is usually deep. Some of the shit he has done in his past relationships..."

"You are the one fucking him." Alex says looking at me. "You knew all this before you fucked him. Then you get in a fucking relationship with the jackass?"

I suck my teeth standing up. "Why do you hate him so much? Tell me that. Is it the opposite?"

Alex shrugs. "I don't hate him. I don't know him to hate him or fucking love him."

"Love doesn't make you fuck people." I shrug.

"Bitch." Alex says about to get up but Cammie holds her down. "You don't fucking know me. Think your shit so shiny and clean? Don't nobody want fucking Chris. That's your damn problem. I got enough of them. Obviously."

"Whatever."

April stands up. "What is going on? What about this is making you so angry?"

Alex finally gets away from Cammie and storms off without saying anything. I put my hands on my hips. April looks in the direction Alex went then starts walking behind her. Let her trainwreck ass go.

"Don't nobody even got time for her shit." I say.

"Amber, why are you still with Chris?" Cammie asks.

"Are you going to judge me too?"

Cammie sucks her teeth. "Bitch, calm down. Damn. Just wanted to know. I didn't think you still felt like that."

"What I honestly feel is that I'm stuck. I see the positive that our relationship has done for him. It has benefited me none. But getting out of it would do more damage to him than positive to me. Leaving him could even destroy me."

"Destroy you? How is... All of you fucking famous assholes always base your happiness on your fame. Who gives a fuck? Like seriously Amber. I can't believe you sitting up here thinking about your career. You could lose your bestfriend. You knew this going into the relationship. You let it get too far to talk like this. Fuck a career. Fuck money. That's all a fucking bonus now. Whether your relationship last for the next year or the next 40 years you got a child on the way."

I suck my teeth. "I fucking know that."

Cammie crosses her arms. "What then?"

"You can't fucking excuse my shit because you fucking feel like it's irrelevant. This is my life. It's something I worked my ass off for."

"What is going on?" MiMi says walking up. "My son comes tell me that they fighting outside. I didn't think it was y'all."

Cammie stands up. "I was out here trying to get some fresh air until reality followed me out here and I realized shit don't work like that."

"What?" MiMi says looking between us.

"I'm fucking going home." Cammie says walking away.

MiMi stares at me. "What?"

"She said she going home." I shrug.

Trey

I chuckle at the video I was watching. Cammie comes into the room going into the bathroom. She comes back out a few minutes later without a shirt. I start to tell her to come over to me but I sit up in the bed instead.

"Bae?" I say to see if her attitude matched how she looked.

"I'm going home." She says.

Oh shit. Worst than I thought. I stand up. I mean damn I thought shit was getting better. I don't really know what to say. I didn't do shit to her. I go over to her cautiously. Maybe we can talk about it. I just sigh and fold up the things she was putting out on the chair. She stops suddenly and look at me.

"What are you doing?" She snaps.

"We been here long enough." I say continuing to fold her things.

She just stares at me. She goes back to putting things on the chair. I mean what else should I do? The truth is that we been here long enough. Staying here not going to fix shit. Going home not going to fix shit either.

"All I wanted to do was take a break and get myself together. But they brought all of their shit over to me. Like I have too much going on. I can't deal with everybody else's problems plus all of mine." Cammie vents.

"Who?"

She sucks her teeth. "It doesn't even matter."

"Everybody has problems. Sometimes it's easier to dump them on our people without realizing what they got going on."

"I didn't ask anybody to come here and deal with my problems."

Well gotdamn. I didn't say that. "I mean we didn't. But friends sometimes feel obliged."

Cammie knocks all of the clothes down on the floor. "So I'm fucking the one. I'm the fucking one being selfish Tremaine?"

"Jayla." I say once again confused. "I just folded all of those."

"Fuck you, Tremaine."

"Fuck me?" I ask dumbfounded.

Jayla starts crying out of nowhere. "I don't have the fucking energy to do this, Tremaine. I don't fucking feel like any of this."

Someone knocks on the bedroom door. "Everyone descent?"

"Yeah." I say looking back at Cammie's stepfather, Lonnie. "You made it safely."

"Physically." He says walking across the room to Cammie. "Pippi?"

Cammie sucks her teeth. "I don't feel like it right now."

He gets to her and hug her against her will. "When do you ever feel like it Pippi?"

"Pippi?" I ask.

"Pippi Longstockings of course." Lonnie says hugging Cammie as she turns away from him a bit.

I started to go tell him to get off of her but then she starts crying again and hugs him back. I shake my head and pick up the clothes her ass threw on the floor. Cammie is everybody's fucking baby. Her ass is gotdamn spoiled. Acting like a brat and getting excused for it. He just simply said fuck it I'm going to hug you regardless of your shit. He used to her shit. I look up at them. He was talking low to her. I don't know what he was saying but she had stopped her damn crying. He kisses her forehead and walks away.

"Nice seeing you, Trey. I'll let you get back to your cleaning."

"That was weird as shit." I say after he closes the door. "Jayla?"

She plops down on the clothes in the chair. "Tremaine?"

I put my dick on her shoulder. "Jayla?"

"Maybe a shower will cool me down." She says walking away.

"Maybe a husband in the shower?"

She chuckles looking back at me. "I mean any husband?"

I start running towards her. She just stands there laughing. She puts her hands up when I get close to her. I grab her lifting her up and walking to the shower. She squeezes her eyes shut then open them looking behind her. This bathroom didn't really have a shower door. It had a half glass wall that basically served as a splash guard. I put her down behind the wall. And start kissing on her like I haven't tasted her a million times before. She moans slightly taking our clothes off. I kiss her chest after she removes her dress. She takes a deep breath. I kneel down sliding her panties off and kissing her pussy. I suck on her clit. Suddenly the water turns on. I stand up.

"How the hell that..."

"Tremaine?" She says then laughs. "I touched the control."

I look at the wall. "That shit all the way over there."

She reaches out her arms. "Not really."

I press up against her. "Turn around."

"Tremaine." She giggles but does it.

I grab her hips and bring them back to my dick. When I feel her pussy I ram my dick inside of her. She gasps then moans. I felt weak as shit. I lean my weight on her grinding into her pussy as I bust. I shake my head. Gotdamn. I move inside of her until my dick gets hard. She was moaning as if it never went limp. I bite the back of her neck. She presses against me moaning softly. I think we both fucked around and busted with one gotdamn stroke. I pull her hips back and forth on my dick then I let go. She continues moving her hips.

"Fuck. Good girl." I say smacking her ass.

I met each of her movements with a thrust of my own. She slides her upper body down the wall toward the floor. I lift her back up stepping up to the wall and pressing her against it. Suddenly everything stops. Cammie spins around looking behind me. I sigh then look back. Oh shit. It was Cammie's fucking mother. I back up behind the half wall. I pull Cammie to me when she doesn't move.

"Lane?" Gwen says.

"I use this bathroom Grandma." Lane says standing in the floor.

I could see her clear as day and she could see us clear as day. It was just cold water running. There was no stream whatsoever. I glance back at Cammie. She covers her face then she makes the water warmer. Like that fucking matters right now. The thing was that the toilet Lane was persistent about using was across from us. He would see us around the half wall. I'm grateful for the half wall but we weren't behind the shit at first. Don't know if Cammie's mom saw us fucking or just heard it.

"Maybe we should use the other bathroom." Gwen says looking up at me when I look at them. "A less crowded one."

"I got to poop, Grandma."

She grabs his hand. "You can poop in the other bathroom."

He fights with her. "Not by myself. Nobody in there."

"Well who in here?" She asks grabbing his hand again.

"Mommy?" Lane whines suddenly unsure.

Cammie shakes her head. "Yes Lane."

He gets happy. "Mommy in here."

"Let's go see who in the other bathroom."

"Grandma April not there." He says sad.

"I have a bathroom." She says successfully taking him with her out the bathroom. "I'll be right there."

"Jayla?" I say turning to Cammie.

She shakes her head. "Tremaine, don't."

"That shit was paralyzing." I say walking to her.

"I'm not in the mood. That's embarrassing."

"You not in the mood?" I ask grabbing her waist.

She sighs. "Tremaine?"

I kiss her lips. "We not finishing?"

"Mommy?" Lane whines. "Mommy?"

"Nope." Cammie kisses me.

Lane sits a step down by the toilet. "Mommy!"

Lane starts dancing by the toilet. Cammie walks away from me going to him. He looks up at me for the first time as she takes his underwear off. He didn't fucking need her to do that. He just being a jackass. Little spoiled ass. He steps up on his stool really fast and sits down. He passes gas and laughs about it.

"No see me Mommy." He says shooing her away.

"Your stank butt." She walks to the shower then pushes me.

I grab her going towards the water. "Jayla?"

"You know your son can see you." She whispers.

"He don't care." I say looking at him.

I turn her towards him. He had his eyes closed swinging his feet and singing like he always does. She giggles. I kiss her neck. He only two. He don't fucking care about what we doing. He will forget it anyway.

"Love you, Lane." I say.

"Daddy." He whines. "I pooping."

I laugh. "Sorry, homie."

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moonhatake · 6 years ago

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THE PROMISED NEVERLAND FUCKING THEORY (SPOILERS FOR THOSE NOT PAST 118 AND PAST 80 ish)

This theory is about what might happen soon and possibly the end of the story

**inhales**

THIS IS MY CONTRIBUTION AND I'M PUTTING MY HAND DOWN AND SPOUTIN OUT SOME THEORIES OKAY LET'S START.

**claps hands** THEORY RevIEw

First off ever since they found Norman things have felt a little icky to me and as we all know, a story like this doesn't give you happiness and let's it stay happy. People have said that Norman came back too early but I think that's intentional. The gangs all back together now, but there's gotta be a catch.

Let me also add how Norman looks much older than them. Idk if this is just the way the author drew him, but I think it could show how Norman isn't on Emmas and Rays level anymore since Norman hasn't spent all that time boogieing with them. (Inspired by a best buds theory) So him looking older could be a symbolism thing

He was experimented on at the place he was held captive at and now is older, which could be plausible once we gather more information.

Okay Back to the Trio

Okay everyone's back yes it's all great, but in chapter 120 Norman talks about his plan to eradicate all the monsters. Basically an all out war and everyone is on board, all except Emma. I mean look at this face.

Is this the face of someone who agrees with whatf Norman is saying? Okay we have that established and it is confirmed that Emma doesn't really want to kill the monsters in chapter 122 and is conflicted with that. Emma wants to find a peace for both worlds and that's a really interesting take since the monsters have been basically eating them, but Emma makes a good point in chapter 122.

Now I'm pausing here and going to

RAY TIME

Ray has gone through hell and back for Emma since Grace field to the forest to goldy pond and till now. He follows Emma and believes in her plan to create a peace, since time and time again, she has shown him there is another way. When Ray wanted to leave everyone back at Grace Field, Emma (With ghost Normans help I guess) showed Ray they could do it and save everyone. When Ray and them were in the forest it was Emma who was the light in darkness and believed that everyone can push on. And then at Goldy Pond. HOLY. FUCKING. SHIT. THAT. GODDAMN. ARC. THE AUTHOR AND THE ILLUSTRATOR ARE FUCKING MADLADS. Emma's goddamn plan on how to beat the monsters was so fucking cool, but in the end Emma gets hurt and they're all in the cave like "ooohh shit we gonna dieee too many peeps hurt" but then like Oliver is like, "leave us, we dead anyways" and everyone is like "Noooooo", but after all this Ray says

Nobody is being left behind. Emma's words are now his and since he's seen that Emma can do it, then maybe even he can do it.

Now back to chapters 119 and so on. Ray has been seen to be on edge and it looks like he doesn't even trust the place nor Norman

I mean he has the look of concern on his face and I think the authors are hinting something at us because they wouldn't add this in just because. In chapter 121 where everyone was having fun and stuff, we see everyone smiling and it's all nice but yet there are subtle images of Ray being left out.

I think now that Norman and Emma are fine and they're all fine, he feels like he's not needed anymore. His soul reason to keep on living and pushing was to protect his friends. They're in a way, his Ray of Light aahahhahaha **cries in a ball**

I think now, Ray feels left out and like I said not needed, but he's still willing to protect them because he loves them. Although there are some things Ray sees in Norman that is suspicious. Ray isn't stupid and sees more of a bigger picture. Obviously he knows that something is up with Norman, but is just playing along right now because Emma is happy. Basically I would like to say is chapter 121 is the

Calm Before The Storm

So I'm pretty sure we're going to get a spitfire of pain after these chapters.

Now to the Main Point

I think what's going to happen is that Emma's gonna go to Norman and tell him that war is not the answer and that they should go to the "Seven Walls" thing and Dragon eye, (idk it was kinda weird but...)

...because back around chapters 102 and 103 where they went to that creepy temple thing with all the ancient artifacts, Emma and them ALREADY found a way to get in using

But then they were attacked just then. :^( so sad we all know who yeets to heaven.

But when Emma tells Norman this it's one of two things, either Norman refuses to go and pushes his plan for war or Norman agrees to check it out JUST FOR EMMA and pretends to find nothing so he can push for his war. Because I'm sure Norman doesn't want to be goodie goodie with the monsters.

So here it is...

Emma might break from Normas party and might take a small group of people including Ray and find their own solution back at the temples. There might be some people opposed to trying to find a peaceful solution and that's when Emma's original party breaks up. Idk for sure who might stay with Norman (Gilda and that other dude? Probs? Cause with Norman it's safe?). As Emmas party breaks up and leaves, Norman plots for his war and the story soon becomes like a race to see whos solution will prevail

Because we have seen Ray feel iffy about Norman, Ray might make his own group and leave FIRST. Why? Maybe because he feels like he isn't needed anymore OR the fact that Emma wants to stick with Norman a little too much and isn't listening to him. Ray might take an even smaller group and leave to go find info about the monsters or go back to the Feilds to save Phil for Emma, because he feels like he can do it without her. Idk if he would tell her that he is going. I feel like he would but that would mean Emma wants to come. For most of the story it's always been Emma and Ray and now it's his chance to actually be an individual. And it might be a prove to himself thing. In the meantime Emma argues with Norman and that's when she splits from Norman. In the meantime, Ray and Emma try to keep touch as they both do different things, because they can't all go to save Phil and then run back to the temples. That's a lot of time and also Norman is planning his war. So Emmas going to temples, Rays freeing Phil and Normans plotting a war

Norman and their crew go to where Phil is and save him, but some arguments happens (maybe they were going to kill the mama of that house but Emma says like, "no don't kill her.") and BAM! As the house burns up with FLAMES, Emma decides to go to temples and takes some peeps with Ray, while Norman takes the rest of the kids and goes back to plot his war. Then it's a race.

**side note** if this does happen and Ray does want to leave in all of this and be his own third party and disappear to do his own thing, during the showdown in the end of the series, Ray will probs pop out and help Emma

OR?**kinda weird theory

Norman is trying to find the super human kids and make an army outta them and trying to experiment on kids to enhance them for an army. Ray finds out, almost killed. Tells Emma and Emma doesn't believe. Confronts Norman. Norman a hoe and lies to her. Ray makes his third party and leaves. Norman then comes clean like a little bitch. Emma leaves to temples (maybe after Ray leaves her a note on what he's doing)

Conclusion

Basically what I'm trying to say is I think the Trio is going to split and it's going to be where the kids have to choose sides and it's a race to find the right solution.

Just my opinion though, I could be missing a bunch of things but this is what I see. Oh and going back to way Norman is shown earlier than people think, this is why. To start the second phase of the plot. Let me know what y'all think, I'd really love to hear from ya. Thanks for reading till the end. I know it's long as hell.

#promised neverland #yakusoku no neverland #tpn norman #tpn ray #tpn #tpn emma #tpn spoilers #tpn theory

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fanwarriorfictions · 5 years ago

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A Stranger Things 2 Fanfic

Chapter Four- Part Two

The tears were streaming down her cheeks as she drove, her mind not completely on where she was going or the road ahead of her. It was dangerous for her to drive in this condition, but she didn't care. She didn't care if anything bad happened to her, if she drove on the wrong side of traffic and got hit, if she drove into the trees, she didn't care.

They were well into the shorter days of the autumn and winter months, the night sky already starting to appear yet it was only five. It would be darker than midnight soon, and she didn't plan on going home because of it.

She comes to a stop, at wherever her subconscious decided to take her. And when she saw where she was, her mind fell back into reality at a dizzying pace. Why had she come here, of all places, why here. Phina had stopped on the street in front of Steve Harrington's house. She wanted to kick herself over and over again. Yet, at the same time, she knew that she wanted this, her subconscious knew, and that's what pushed her towards the door.

The tears were still flowing, with no end in sight as she walked towards the door. Her feet moved on their own, not listening to any protests from the rational side of her brain. She came to a stop at the front door, freezing in place. What the hell am I doing, she asked herself. Her left hand rose without her consent to the doorbell, only pausing an inch from it.

"God damnit," she cursed herself as she pushed the bell.

The ring echoed in her mind, regret pushing forward as an answer. She wanted to run, to hide, but her feet wouldn't move. The only thing she could do was look down at her trembling hands, so much damage could be done with them.

The lock clicked on the door and it pulled open. She didn't even look up to see him.

"Phina," Steve asked, confusion clear in his voice.

Her body shook as a new wave of fear and sadness hit her, tears streamed down her cheek.

Steve took a tentative step towards her, "Phina? What's happening."

"I didn't know where else to go," she whispered, her voice thick with tears.

He took another step towards her, "are you crying?"

She didn't answer, but her body shook with a sob that she tried to contain. He placed a hand under her chin, lifting her head, forcing her to look at him.

His heart came to a dead stop. He had never seen her cry like this. He'd seen her cry out of anger, but, this? These tears were from sadness, from fear. It broke him, his heart, it broke for her.

He put his hand on her cheek, wiping away a few tears, "what happened?"

She doesn't pull away from him like she should, "I lost control. I-I could have hurt them Steve, I-I..."

She choked on her words.

"Shh, calm down," he whispers, "breathe Phina."

She took a deep breathe through her nose and let it out through her mouth, "Will, he was, I don't even know. He was having an episode, I touched him and I was transported to the upside down."

Steve's eyes shone with worry, "what?"

She shook her head, "not completely. My body was still here, but, it was like my soul was there. He was there too, he was being attacked by this, this thing. I wanted to save him, I used my fire, but when I came back..."

She goes quiet and Steve nods, "what happened?"

"I was alone, in a circle of destruction." She looked down again. "They were scared of me."

She lifts her hands between them, they still shook with fear, "I'm scared of me."

Steve took her hands in his, the calming warmth of them engulfed her. They both looked down at their entwined hands.

"I could have hurt them Steve," she whispers.

"Yeah, you could have," he whispers back, "but you wouldn't."

"You don't know that," she argues.

He looks up at her, his gaze heavy on her face. She lifts her eyes to meet his.

"Phina, I have never met anyone so protective of her friends and family that she was willing to sacrifice anything and everything to save them," he says, "you would never hurt them Phina, because, even when you're not in control, there will always be a part of you that will look out for them, because, you are incapable of letting someone go unprotected."

A small, involuntary smile lit her face. He was right, the direct line of where her circle of destruction suggests that she had made a barrier around herself, to do what she does best, protect the ones she loves.

Yet the smile falls again, "they were scared of me Steve."

He sighs, "it's because they don't understand, we tend to fear the things we cannot control. And no one, no one, can control you Phina, forgive the soul who tries."

She looks deeply into his eyes, "are you scared of me Steve?"

He chuckles lightly, shaking his head, "no. Not at all. I may not completely understand you, not able to get past your walls, but I know that you would never hurt me, at least I would hope so."

She chuckles as well, "you're right."

Phina knew that he was absolutely right, she couldn't hurt him. She remembers last year, when she had punched him for insulting Jon and Nancy, she remembers the awful feeling it gave her. She knew now why it had left her in such a bad place, she did, not that she would ever admit it.

He slowly guides her inside, away from the cold, their hands still connected. The tears had finally stopped, yet her eyes, bloodshot and swollen, remained as tribute to the fallen tears.

His parents were supposed to come home sometime late tonight, and he didn't want them to come home to find a girl in his living room. His parents weren't unused to random girls at their house, he had brought many here before Nancy. Yet, he didn't want them to see Phina as just another girl he brought home, just another hookup. His parents were judgmental people, and once you've been labled something by them, they were incapable of seeing you differently. Which, unfortunately, meant that Nancy was labled as a hookup girl.

So he lead her upstairs, to his room. When they get there, he sits her down on his bed.

"Did you drive here," he asks.

Phina nods slowly, "yeah. Probably not the best of decisions to drive in the state I was in."

Steve let's out a breathy laugh, "yeah, no it wasn't. If I remember correctly you wouldn't let me drive in that same condition."

"Well, what can I say," she shrugs, "I'm a bit of a hypocrite."

He stands in the middle of his room, awkwardly as if he didn't know what to do with himself. Phina noticed, and the anxiety of being here hit her again.

"You know what." She suddenly stood up. "I'm sorry, I really shouldn't have come here, you probably had plans, I-I'll go.."

Phina rushes towards the door and Steve holds out his hand, "no no, it's fine. Phina."

She doesn't stop, "no I'm sorry, I don't want to be a burden."

He grabs her arm, pulling her back towards him, "Phina, you're not a burden. I.."

She whirls around, "no Steve I..."

They both stop short. Steve had pulled her closer to him than he had thought, as they only stood mere inches apart. Her hand on his chest, to steady herself from spinning around.

He was so close to her, he could see each little freckle that ran across her nose, from afar, you could only see a few, but here, he could see them all. They looked like a galaxy had been painted on her, thousands of stars and constellations delicately placed one by one. Her hand rested on his chest, and he felt as if she could steal his heart right then and there.

She could feel his breath on her lips, warm, inviting. His hand still rested on her arm, sending a shock of warmth through her. His eyes look into hers, searching for a door to pass through her walls. He was close, to passing the first wall, the door just ahead of him. The more she was captivated by the warm chocolate brown of his eyes, the closer he came.

"Phina," he whispers, almost to quiet for her ears to catch.

And he had broken that first wall. The way he said her name, like a pray to any god he could think of, it shattered that wall. Yet, there were more. And that next wall was named Nancy.

Though Phina knew Nancy's heart had been captured by Jonathan, she knew that Nancy had truly loved Steve. What kind of sister would she be if she let this continue on, whatever this was.

Steve could see her closing up, watched her inner struggle take hold, as it always did. His hand involuntarily moved up her arm, to her shoulder, to her neck, to her cheek. He memorized the feel of her beneath his hand, because he knew she would close him out again.

"Steve," she breathed.

He broke. Any reason he could think of to stop this in its tracks, left him. Nancy left him. His thumb ran absently across her cheekbone, leaving a blissful trail of warmth.

And she came to her senses, "I can't do this to her."

He knew who she meant, no name had to be mentioned. He knew that she would always come first in Phina's mind, no matter what.

"I know," he sighed, her he made no move to let her go.

Her other hand, the one not resting above his heart, came up to cover his hand on her cheek. She gently, heartbreakingly so, pried his hand off. The coldness that came, broke both of them. She guided his hand down to his side, and let go. His heart shudders beneath her palm. Her own answers.

"Goodnight Steve," she whispered.

Her hand fell from his chest, back to her side. And, like he always did, he watched her walk away from him. Watched till he no longer could. Till the sound of her footsteps faded away. Till the sound of her bike driving away was to faint to hear.

"Goodnight Seraphina."

-1766 words-

I'm so sorry, that was to adorable not to write. The feels. I was thinking about their ship name, y'all have any ideas cause all I've got is Stina and that's kinda stupid. Let me know.

-Morgan

#steve harrington #steve harrington x oc #stranger things #stranger things fanfic #strangerthingsfanfic #strangerthings #slow burn #one #romance

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