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dating kisa would include:

soft kisses, almost uncertain at times. she's careful with you sometimes in a way you'd honestly not expected of her. sure, sometimes she's all passion and sharp teeth but occasionally she touches you, looks at you...like she's the one staring at the sun.

she gets into moods where she is super careful with you, touching you so softly and holding you with such care. she tries to be soft with you often, gentle when she can be. it doesn't come easy for her, but you help make it better. she never wants to cause you pain or suffering. your relationship is a comfort to her and she truly wants to keep it that way.

you are each other's safety net. ride or die, for sure. she would NEVER let anything in this world hurt you and god help the motherfucker that would ever try. and while you may not be able to protect her physically the way she can you, for her you are where she feels the safest emotionally and mentally. she can say or feel anything with you, share any secrets, express any emotion. there's nothing she feels like she had to hide from you, and it is such a relief.

and in the same vein, you could tell this woman you killed a man and she's only going to shrug and ask if you need help hiding the body. there is nothing you could tell her that would change how she feels about you. you feel insecure? you're the most beautiful thing in the world in her eyes. you hate your boss? she'll eat him. you feel like robbing a bank? she's already got the getaway bike. nothing will shock her, none of your deepest darkest secrets could shake her love for you. if you a good to her, if you love her, she's with you until the end.

for every fancy restaurant and $500 bottle of wine you two enjoy there are night spent cuddled together in bed watching campy old movies. for every culebra fight or biker asshole getting handsy, there is quiet giggles and lingering soft touches. her whole life, it seems has been full of blood and of violence. it never truly leaves her, she can never truly escape. but she does try her best to enjoy the small comforts being with you has brought her. it's all she wants, really. the comfort, the peace, the vulnerability.

she also wants to travel. after being trapped for so long she's itching to see all that she can see. she wants to spread her wings, sometimes even literally. she is 100% down for you to point on a map and the two of you pack up and head out to explore. she wants to hold your hand while hiking a mountain, ice skate on a frozen lake while trying to keep you upright and in her arms, dance under the moonlight in a forest while you play some silly love song on your phone.

but kisa struggles with her responsibility to her people. taking that on wasn't something she wanted to face, but she can't quite say no anymore. she is a leader, and despite her own perception she is actually quite good at it. culebras follow her, and though she isn't exactly comfortable still being their diosa, their queen, she can't leave them with nothing and no future left in sight.

she'll need a helping hand, someone to settle her when the responsibility starts to feel like a collar and not just a job. take her hands in yours, kiss her gently, give her a moment to just breathe. you balance her, focus her. she can never truly express what that means to her, how easy it is for you to quiet the voices in her head.

she may close herself off a times, seem cold and distant. sometimes she just needs a moment to herself when the memories feel too heavy for her. at the beginning of your relationship this is a little hard to deal with, but you come to learn that she will always find her way back to you. she just needs to stew in her own anger, her own guilt and fear. give her time, and soon she'll be curling up next to you and whispering what's been going through her head.

if you'd like to be turned, she kind of has a tough time with it at first. at the end of the day she will never control any part of your life, never be the one to tell you what to do. but this wasn't the life she wanted, she was never given the choice. and if she had been? she'd bet her life she would've chosen anything in this world but to become the monster she is today. and you? the one person she loves most in this cruel world? the idea of dragging you so deeply into her world is a double edged sword.

to be with you forever would be perfect. but to damn you to a life of blood and cruelty? she isn't sure she could be the one to do it. if you asked her to turn you, and it was important to you that it was her that actually did it? it would take some time, but she wouldn't deny you if that was what you really wanted. but she'd honestly prefer to make someone like richie or carlos do it for you.

speaking of carlos, good luck. she almost wants you to meet him, in a way. he is a big piece of her. but he's also a big piece of shit, so she always make sure that he is NEVER alone with you.

richie on the other hand she is more comfortable with. she knows that if richie says or does anything out of line with you his brother or kate with whack him upside the head. or if you are the type to put him in his place yourself? congrats, you have both gecko boys respecting the shit out of you and kate fuller becoming a fast friend. and kisa herself would be a little proud.

overall life with kisa is full of deep, passionate love. a love full of trust, comfort, and of healing maybe even for both of you. however bruised and battered or locked away her heart may seem, you'll come to see that it is all yours. forever. if you'll have her.

[kind-wolf]

Idk how I've never seen that one before...

Great writing!

Request please

"I'm going to kiss you. Okay? Just...just let me kiss you."

Another Set of Yandere Prompts: 4. Things would be easier for you if you just gave in, you know.

Richie Gecko From Dusk Til Dawn TV

Oh man, despite having a plan for a fic for this fandom ages ago (and a playlist) I never wrote more than a page. It's also been forever since I've seen this show. I should rewatch it. I hope you enjoy it! I have a feeling this takes place before the events of the show.

Warnings: mention of kidnapping/being kidnapped. That's about it. Also unbeta'd. (as usual with these, unnamed and undescribed female oc)

She’s trying to ignore him. He’s sitting next to her, thigh pressed against hers but she focuses on the television. She hasn’t spoken to him since they got here and she knows, for as quiet as Richie is, it’s driving him crazy. Good. He deserves it. If only for the shit he’s putting her through.

“Things would be easier for you if you just gave in, you know.” He says it without looking at her, but when he does turn, she doesn’t even glance his way. She’s not going to give him the satisfaction. 

“I know this…isn’t what you’d choose, but trust me. It’s better this way.”

She scoffs at that. Better? Running from motel to motel in some desperate search of a goal that she knows they’re never going to reach. She didn’t want to come. She didn’t want to get wrapped up in whatever shit he and his brother were getting in because if she knew one thing about the Geckos, it was that this would end in blood. She didn’t want it to be hers. 

But Richie had followed her around like some lost puppy when they met and Seth...well, Seth was only weak for his brother so when it was time to move and Richie wanted to keep her…she came with them. Whether she wanted to or not. 

She hears him pull out another smoke before he stops and puts it away. She knows the only reason he does is because she snapped at both of them about dealing with their secondhand smoke in the room, especially when they refuse to let her open a window. 

“You’re not even going to look at me?” 

She keeps her eyes on the stupid reality talk show that’s on low because the guests keep screaming at each other. At least until she feels his hand touch her chin, turning her face to look at him. 

“There you are.” 

“Richie. Don’t.”

“Don’t what?” He shifts slightly closer and despite how angry she is at him, she doesn’t move. His eyes watch hers, searching for any hint of some expression she knows she can’t meaningly give. He doesn’t have his glasses on. Somehow he seems less intense, softer in some way. A small vulnerability that he’s allowing her to see. “I’m going to kiss you. Okay?” His voice is low and it’s a question she can’t answer. She’s not supposed to be here. “Just…just let me kiss you.” 

He moves slowly, as though he’s giving her time to retreat if she wants.  His grip on her chin loosens as callused fingers shift to cup her cheek. His lips are dry and a little cracked, but his kiss is gentle. It feels like he almost doesn’t believe it’s happening, at least not at first. The longer his lips carefully move against hers, the more confident he becomes. It’s not long before he’s deepening the kiss, tongue licking into her mouth and demanding more. 

She sinks into him, hand clutching at the dress shirt he’s wearing. She shouldn’t be doing this, especially not with him, but it feels good and she needs to just forget for a moment the chaos that her life has turned into. 

The lock on the door clicks and before she can even think, she shoves Richie away from her, watching as he tumbles off of the bed in surprise. 

Seth stands there for a moment, taking in the scene as she turns back to the TV. He snorts slightly, looking past her at her brother who’s picking himself up off the floor. He opens his mouth to say something before she sees him shake his head. “I don’t want to know. I got food. Hungry?” Seth puts the bag he’s holding down on the small table. 

She doesn’t move, unwilling to give in again and pretend that this is okay, even if she was just kissing Richie. It doesn’t matter because Richie brings her the food anyways. She eats, ignoring the way her throat tightens. She’s here because he wants her. They stole her because of him. A kiss doesn’t change that. Not even a bit.

[crazyfreckledginger]

Seth Gecko x Reader - “I’m Only Trying To Help”

Having met Seth through his brother when the latter accidentally dragged you into this whole Culebra business and yet you just couldn’t seem to get along. After he scares you out of your skin, when you help the brothers out of a bad situation, you decide that this is the last straw and decide to confront him. What does he have to say for himself?

Requested by @chimera4plums :”You’re awesome Can you maybe write one where the reader and Seth like kinda hate each other but eventually end up together? Please" 

A/N: I hope you like it, although I didn’t include the fact that they get together otherwise it would turn into a really long fic, I stopped when he asks her out on a date (in his own way of course), I hope it’s alright for your liking.

Warning: language

“(Y/N), you think you could like, come over here to help?” Richie’s voice was barely distinguishable over the panic that surrounded her.

“Yes, let me just finish over here and I’ll try to get to you,” (Y/N) responded, pressing the phone as close to her ear as possible.

“Thanks, I’ll send you the address.” she heard him sigh in relief.

“Is your brother going to be there?” 

Richie didn’t answer for a few moments and that’s all she needed to know the answer.

“Just, please come,” 

****

One hand was securely around her gun that was resting in the passenger seat as her free palm gripped the steering wheel. The car was rolling cautiously down the street, eyes scanning her surroundings as the row of houses extended onto the horizon and into the darkness. 

Her heart was beating, from what she understood, they were trapped in a house and people were going crazy, her job was to get them out.

Well, if Seth was going to be his usual self, she was going to dump him on the side of the road and tell him sarcastically that she hoped he wouldn't get eaten by cannibals. 

“Is the outside of the house a light grey colour?” (Y/N) inquired. 

“I didn’t pay attention but let me try and get to a window.” 

“Where are you guys even?” her eyebrows furrowed, finding the situation become increasingly ridiculous the more she heard about it. 

“Garage, we barricaded ourselves inside.” 

“...okay,” confusion and uneasiness laced at her face and tugged at her heart, “please stay safe,” her request came out as a whisper.

Her concern immediately washed away once she distinguished the familiar annoying voice.

“What is she even doing? Eating? Painting her nails again? Why the hell is she taking so long?” 

“Seth, please just shut up!” Richie sneered. 

“Richie, I’m coming to pick you up, leave little miss asshole in there okay?” 

“Seriously, this is not the time, between the both of you-”

“Oh, I see you!” (Y/N) interrupted, her gaze finally catching a familiar silhouette in a window as soon as, what seemed like a plank of wood, was taken off.

“We’re on our way,” the younger Gecko ended the call. 

Anxiously, her fingers tapped against the dashboard. If what was happening where she was was happening here as well, it made her even more stressed that her car was out in the open, given it’s not very well secured structure. The fact that she had to keep the doors unlocked was also making her heart race at an uncomfortable rate. 

Her breathing completely stopped when she perceived something move in her rearview mirror -- but it moved so quickly she didn’t have the time to process who it was… or what it was.

Not wanting to test the reliability of further mirrors in her car, she briskly turned around in her seat, not caring about the uncomfortable position she was in and more focused on the unknown danger that was approaching her vulnerable state. 

Hearing shuffling dangerously close to the car, she stopped breathing completely to try and hear what was happening. By the lack of visibility, she guessed whatever was close was crouching under the doors of the vehicle to purposely put her off. 

Suddenly, a hand slammed against her window and she released a blood curdling scream before backing up straight into handbrake, and stumbling back and hitting the back of her head against the door handle. 

A loud groan escaped her lips as she held the back of her head, feeling herself become lightheaded for a second before regaining her awareness. 

Her heart nearly dropped in her stomach as the owner of the hand slowly became visible through the window.

(Y/N) recognised the beard, the tattoo, the haircut and she practically fumed.

“YOU PIECE OF SHIT!” she yelled as he smirked before laughing loudly.

“Jesus Seth,” Richie was right behind her, but it didn’t remotely make her jump, “you say I need to grow up huh?” 

The girl begrudgingly got back in his seat as Seth quickly became serious and expected her to unlock the car door.

“Open up,” he requested. 

“Fuck you,” she retorted, unlocking the passenger door and letting the younger Gecko slid inside, nearly forgotting that her gun had been right beside her the entire time, as he placed it in his lap. 

****

“Seriously, why are you such an asshole to me? What have I ever done to you?” she snapped as they got back to the garage, Richie was already long gone, not wanting to even be in proximity of this fight.

“Because you think you’re little miss perfect that can just waltz in our lives and play little hero!” Seth sassed.

“What the hell?? I don’t consider any of those things, when I met Richie, I was dragged into this who spanish vampire shit okay? I only wanted to help the people that also fell victim to this fucked up secret world because no one did that for me!” she snapped. 

Seth stood silent for a second, an unreadable expression on his face. The girl was catching her breath at her outburst but the weight she let go moments ago nearly outweighed the disbelief she felt towards everything he had just said, what kind of impression could he have had of her after all this time if this is what came as his conclusion?

“Well, good for you for having good intentions,” he encouraged.

“Oh my god Seth, are you so full of yourself that you can’t even apologise for having a bad impression of me?” 

“Well the impression is how you act isn’t it?” he defended.

“Yeah, based on a misconception you created!” the girl pointed an accusing finger at him.

“Fair enough,” Seth huffed, crossing his arms over his chest and looking away. The woman sighed, staring at the ground and not knowing what to do, his eyes trailed her form.

“Want me to have a better impression of you?” 

“Yes, today would be nice,” she frowned.

��Well, how about I take you out for a drink hmm?” he smirked. Her expression remained stoic for a few moments before she expressed her disbelief once again.

“Are you serious right now?” 

“You want me to have a bad impression of you?” The older Gecko bargained.

“You are, insufferable.” 

“I’ll take that as a yes.” 

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Can I please request a Seth Gecko x Plus size reader💛

a.n: sorry it’s very very very short, but i hope you like it :)

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seth was drunk. very very drunk. so much that his head was cuddled into your stomach and thighs. it’s not like he’s never done it, he has, but never in front of others. he felt like it was such an intimate moment to be shared just between the two of you, but when he was drunk he got very affectionate.

the gang was all at the bar at the end of the day. of course the Culebras in the group couldn’t get drunk as easy, but the rest of us definitely could.

out of everyone you were the only one who didn’t partake in the violence, you were more like the medic whenever they needed it. at richie’s insistence, one person was to stay with you whenever they had business out of town. “I don't need a babysitter” you had scoffed

tonight they were teasing you about it. before you could say anything, seth intervenes, “she can definitely take care of herself, she’s her own type of bad ass” he slurs as he looks up at you and smiles.

you giggle and lean down and peck him on the lips. he snuggles back into you, damn she’s so comfortable is all he thinks before he closes his eyes with a grin on his face.

[multi-fandom-imagines13]

Imagine you were in the liquor store and make an impression on the Gecko Brothers. Enough that they take you as a second hostage.

“Leave them alone.” Y/N tried to block out the aching in her knees against the cold floor as she pushed up from her heels. The tallest of the men - Y/N was half sure his name was Richard - turned his attention away from the teen girls. “What?” The gun in his hand glinted as he shifted. “I said to leave her alone.” Y/N hands shook at her sides and she clenched her fists, willing her voice to stay steady. She surprised herself when the steel in her tone resonated in her own ears. Y/N nodded toward the young woman in the robbers grip. “Look at her.” He did. “She’s half scared out of her mind. She’s one threat away from ‘fight or flight’ and that kind of fear makes people desperate.” He gave the brunette a short shove, stepped around her like one would a piece of furniture and stopped in front of Y/N, towering over her. She was sure he would even if she were standing, regardless of her own height. His eyes were locked on hers. Like he was searching for something there, like he could see into her. Y/N fought the shiver crawling up her spine. That shiver part fear...and part something else she’d rather not even acknowledge. “Why the hell would you care?” Don’t play the hero, Y/N. “Because desperate means stupid and stupid gets people killed.” She held his gaze and lifted her chin. “And I’m not in the mood for dying today.” Y/N would let them think she was self serving, even though it was partially true. Didn’t mean she wanted to see some teenager get her head blown out...or worse. Though she wasn’t sure this guy was capable of hurting her like...that, despite his unique intensity.  The partner - brother - interrupted their staring contest, walking around the shelving. “We gotta -” he stopped. Looked from Richie, to Y/N and back to Richie. “Everything...okay...back here?” Y/N didn’t break eye contact and neither did Richie. Even as he answered. “Looks like this princess isn’t afraid of getting her tiara dirty.” He cocked his head and Y/N’s spine went rigid. Whatever he was seeing in her...he was intrigued. And neither of them liked it.  “Oh?” The brother crouched in front of Y/N. “What’d you do to get my brother’s panties in a twist, huh?”  This one is definitely the charmer. Y/N was almost disappointed when she pulled her stare from Richie and she squashed that feeling down, down, down as far as she could. “I asked him to leave the girls alone.”  He quirked a brow. And Richie scoffed. “She told me to leave them alone. Ordered, really.” “Did she now?” The brother - Seth, she remembered - was smirking at her. “Any particular reason, sweetheart?”  Y/N’s jaw clenched at the term of endearment. “He was scaring them.” “And he doesn’t scare you?”  Y/N wanted to wipe that smirk of his pretty face. “Not really.” Only a partial lie. But still one she hoped Seth wouldn’t call her on.  Hope that died as quickly as snuffing out a candle when the barrel of a gun lifted into her view. Y/N went still. Heart in her mouth and barely breathing, she forced her gaze back to Seth’s face. Refused to let the sting behind her eyes become anything more. His eyes bored into hers, searching. When Y/N held his stare, Seth’s smirk broke into a smile and he shook his head, disbelief clear. “Oof. You.” He lowered the gun but gestured to her with it as he stood, still grinning. “Are something else, sweetheart.” He checked over the piece before casually pointing it her way once more. “Now, I like you.” He cast a sideways glance to his brother, who had not taken his eyes off of Y/N the entire exchange. “As does my brother, here.” When Richie opened his mouth to argue, Seth silenced him with a gesture of his hand. “You got balls, sweetheart, I’ll give ya that. And you seem like a smart girl, so I assume I can trust you not to do something heroic.” He paused and looked over at Richie before walking away. “And help me keep an eye on my brother.” “What?!” Came from both Y/N and Richie simultaneously, though the volume and tone varied. Where Richie was irate, Y/N was shocked. Where Richie yelled, Y/N’s voice was low.  Seth spun on his heel and jabbed a finger at Richie then Y/N as he emphasised. “Hey! You keep an eye on her.” He jabbed his finger in reverse order. “And you keep an eye on him.” Seth turned back around. “This is on you, brother! We don’t have time for this shit.”

Y/N watched Seth disappear back around those shelves, starting when Richie dropped into a crouch by her. “Thought you weren’t scared of me, princess.”  When Y/N’s eyes met his, hard and cold, he smirked. When she snarled, “I’m not.” He smiled. Brilliantly. And all she thought was...Oh, shit...

A/N: Hope you guys like it! Let me know if I should do a part 2!!! - J

[fanficimagery]

Imagine being someone that the Gecko brothers attempt to take hostage. They don't expect you to be as calm and collected as you are, nor do they expect you to be anything other than human.

Gen Fic X Reader

Glancing at the three individuals who've dropped into the empty seats across from you, you smirk at the two men who immediately start making demands and threatening violence should you not cooperate with whatever they have planned.

"Is this meant to intimidate me?" You chuckle, leaning back in your seat and crossing one knee over the other as your arms cross over your chest. Your gaze quickly darts to the girl who looks no older than eighteen, nineteen at the most. "Are you trying to draw attention to the table, kid? Keep glancing nervously over your shoulder and someone's going to realize you're acting sketchy."

She guiltily turns forward once more, a blush staining her cheeks. "Dammit, Princess," the one man with tattoos visibly crawling up from under his shirt and onto his neck says. "Chill out. We got this handled."

"Dream on, pretty boy. You've got shit handled."

The telltale sound of a gun cocking echos from beneath the table. The man with glasses and slicked back hair raises an eyebrow at you. "You were saying?"

You roll your eyes and drop your hands into your lap. "Relax, boys. And lose the constipation face. We're all friends here. Sort of." You smirk ferally this time, your teeth a little more sharper than usual and the two men shift uncomfortably in their seats. "So who's hungry?"

"What?" The girl asks.

"Do.. you.. want.. food?" You enunciate slowly. "Because no offense, but you guys look like shit. And for three drifters such as yourselves, plus the way your boys immediately started demanding money, I'm assuming you're low on funds and decided to hit the first person who looked as if they came from money."

"You don't look like you come from money," Glasses says. "You do come from money. We've been watching."

Your smirk starts to widen again. "You've been watching? Well if you've been watching then you'd realize that no one messes with me. There's a reason for that."

"Yeah? And what's that?" The other male asks. The two men are rather cocky and their patience are starting to wear thin. The female, however, still seems a bit rattled.

Leaning forward in your seat, you rest your right arm on the table. "People like your brother call me la loba." Both men tense and you huff a laugh. "Do calm yourselves. Richie isn't the first generic vampire I've come across. Nor will he be the last."

"You know who we are?" The young girl asks.

"People like my brother?" Seth Gecko frowns.

"I am not a generic vampire." Richie Gecko scowls and you laugh again. "I'm a culebra. We're.. unique."

"Sure. Whatever makes you feel better." Then turning your attention to Seth, you say, "You didn't think I was human, did 'ya? I'd have been a fool to be human and be as calm as I am with your weapons trained on me under the table. Newsflash, boys, your bullets won't do much damage to me."

"But they will do damage."

"For a minute or so," you muse. "And then I'll only be in a pissed off mood." Glancing at the girl, you smile your first genuine smile. "To answer your question, I do know who you are. What you and the Geckos have been doing all around Mexico does not go unnoticed."

"Who the hell are you?" Seth then demands. "What are you?"

"That's a story.. to be shared over food. Now seriously," both your hands slap the table top and you push yourself to stand up and the three strangers all tense in surprise, "who's coming with me to get tacos? I'm not carrying back everyone's orders."

"Kate, go with her," Richie says.

"Like hell she will," Seth grumbles. "I'll go."

It takes the brothers only a few seconds to holster their weapons and for Seth to grumpily stand up. You grin at his mulish expression and then make your way towards a taco truck without offering him or his companions a backwards glance. You order three tacos, plus a lemonade, and then motion for Seth to order for his party all on you. He does and then after a tense fifteen minutes all your food and drinks are ready.

Opening one of your tacos, you drizzle some hot sauce in it before closing it back up and taking a bite. Then after washing it down with a sip of lemonade, you go on to tell them your story. "I grew up knowing about the supernatural. My family was known for.. hunting the bad ones," you say. "There's a certain breed of werewolf that the alpha's of that breed can turn a human with just a bite. It's fifty-fifty, really, because the bite can either turn your or kill you."

"And you, what? You were bitten?" Seth wonders around a mouthful of food.

"Not really." After eating a few more bites of your own, you continue. "It's also said that if an alpha's claw dig just deep enough, you can turn that way too. But that way of turning is really rare."

"Let me guess," Richie deadpans, "you were one of the rare occurrences?"

You wink at him. "Some alpha asshole ripped my throat out and then left me for dead. I would've woke up in the morgue, but some people who knew what was happening stole my body and left me to turn away from prying eyes. And now here I am. Still doing the family business with the added bonus of being a supernatural bad ass myself."

Kate frowns around her straw. "So you're a werewolf then? Does that make you an alpha too?"

"Oh no. I'm not really sure how everything works, but when you Turn.. your form reflects your inner self. There are a lot of creatures that fall under the were category."

"Yeah? And what's your inner self?" Seth asks.

"If you're lucky enough, lizard, you just might get to see for yourself."

The rest of the food is eaten in relative silence with the Gecko brothers still a little stiff. After everything is eaten and no one really knows what's going to happen next, you heave a little sigh and offer them an olive branch.

"Look. I know you guys are in some trouble what with who've you been freeing and killing. I know I'm only one person, but if you want.. I have a place you can crash at. It's a bit out of the way, so if anything happens then it can happen with as little causalities as possible."

"Why are you being so nice?" Kate wonders. "Seth and Richie didn't exactly start off on the right foot with you."

You shrug. "Honestly? Out of the four of us here at the table, you don't deserve to have to live your life looking over your shoulder. And I also might be a tad bit lonely. Because of who I am, people tend to stay away. I miss having someone to talk to."

"About that," Seth then pipes up. "What is la loba?"

"It's a myth," you chuckle. "It means she-wolf. Basically, la loba collects the bones of creatures from the desert and it's said her preference are wolves. And when she has the full skeleton of her wolf, she sings to it. She sings and sings until the skeleton regrows it's flesh and fur, and then the wolf leaps up and runs. Sometime during the run, the wolf transforms into a laughing woman who runs free into the sunset."

"Why you though? Why were you given the name?"

"Because I'm usually spotted in the desert either killing a rogue supernatural or running with nature's very own wolves in my own were-form. Some people have seen my shift from human to creature and just dubbed me with the name."

"So you don't bring to life skeletons?" Kate quietly asks. "Because that'd be pretty neat."

"If only," you smile gently. "Now.. who's ready to get going? I've had a tiring day and I need a shower."

Your house is big enough for several guests, but it's the compound behind your house that catches everyone's attention. After you had given everyone a brief run down of the bedrooms, bathrooms, and kitchen, the attention had been brought back to the building that sat at least half a football field behind your house.

"It's the playground," you tell them when Richie becomes curious. "Want to go see?"

Seth and Kate were hesitant, but tagged along anyway when you and Richie set out through the back door. You deactivated the alarm system and threw open the door, presenting the inside with a sweeping motion of your arm. Seth's eyes widen in shock.

"There's a gun range in the back," you say. "Up front is all the merchandise and you can test it out in the back. As long as you're here, I'll leave the alarm system off so you can come and go as you please."

"Holy shit," Richie breathes in awe.

"But you can start playing tomorrow. Tonight all of you need some rest because Seth and Kate are starting to smell sick."

"Smell sick? How can you even tell?" Seth huffs.

You tap the side of your nose. "Perks of being Other."

The brothers reluctantly leave your very own playground in favor of getting out of their rumpled clothing and into clean sleep clothes after showering. Kate immediately heads to bed, Seth lingers about, and Richie finds solace in your library as he skims through information about some of the supernatural creatures you've kept journals on. But fatigue eventually wins out and everyone heads off to bed.

Your guests have stayed for a week, basking in the freedom and quiet of not moving from place to place after realizing you had no ulterior motives. Though they definitely started off on the wrong foot with you, something about the three of them made the ache of loneliness in your chest ease just a bit. Hence the olive branch and chance of friendship.

Unfortunately, good luck is bound to run out.

And today is, unfortunately, that day.

Seth had taken Kate into town to grab some necessities the young girl suddenly found herself needing and they came speeding back down the private dirt road nearly two hours later.

You and Richie had thought nothing of it and entered the compound, only to have Seth and Kate rush in moments later- Kate looking rather shaken.

"We got company!" Seth shouts.

You and Richie freeze, and your grin turns into a frown at Kate trying to hug herself as she glances between everyone and unsure of what to do. "How many? And who?" You ask.

"Three cars followed us, but one car stopped and turned around after we turned down the dirt road to head here. My guess is culebras. They're the only assholes we've had problems with since escaping Mexico."

Your grin reappears. "Which means we've got two cars full of generic vampires who have no idea whose territory they just trespassed on. Ohhh, this is going to be fun." Richie and Seth stare at you as if seeing you for the first time, you then looking to Kate. "You comfortable with shooting a gun, kid?" She hesitates in answering and you gesture towards a hallway. "There's a panic room back there. Once the door is shut behind you, only you'll be able to open it from the inside. The code is written down and taped to the key pad. Don't come out until you see the fight is over on the cameras."

Glancing at the brothers for permission or whatever, Kate only leaves when Seth gives her a nod. Then cracking your neck, you turn towards the opened doors of the compound. "So what's the deal? Why are they really after you guys?" You ask as you await the inevitable fight.

The brothers hesitate before Richie sighs. "Kate is the key to finding a blood well full with ancient blood. All the culebras want to claim it as their own and everyone knows that to get it, they need Kate."

"So protect the girl. Got it," you nod. You shift your feet so they’re shoulder width apart and rotate your shoulders to loosen some of the tension. Seth produces a gun from the back waist band of his pants and fixes his own stance, readying himself for a fight.

Figure after figure enter and eight hissing generic vampires form a half circle in front of you and the Geckos. Your gaze darts from one figure to the next, your eyes narrowing on the one brave idiot who steps forward and hisses.

"Where's the girl?"

"Fuck off."

"What girl?" You shrug innocently. "I'm the only girl here." The culebras hiss in annoyance and you smirk.

"Keep your mouth shut, bitch, or we'll take you along with little miss cherry pie."

Their leering smiles and mocking chuckles makes you tense and see red. Richie hisses from beside you and you don't need to look at him to know he's transformed, and Seth takes aim with his gun. Your smirk slowly fades. "Wrong answer."

The culebras bravely step forward, Seth fires off two rounds, and you bend at the knees.. your own transformation happening within a second as you let out a heart stopping roar. Given the sudden quietness, plus the wide eyed stares and Seth's mumbled, "What the fuck?", you know what you look like to them. Your normal human flesh is now tinged dark gray and lighter gray in places, the whites of your eyes have turned black while the irises now shine a molten green, the bones in the middle of your forehead have shifted and changed to give your face a more animalistic quality, your fingernails have elongated into claws, and your four canine teeth have elongated drastically.

"La loba," one of the culebra murmurs. "She's real."

"No shit, asshole. And you just trespassed onto my land."

Silence reigns, and off in the distance wolves howling and coyotes yipping distract the now uncertain culebras. You give no warning as you rush forward, swinging one arm back and slashing your first victim diagonally from shoulder to hip. You use your claws to stab and slash, roaring your anger and relishing in the fact that the power in your voice is enough to make the culebras stumble. Seth is firing off round after round while Richie goes toe to toe with a culebra of his own.

All too soon, though, the fight is over.

Chest heaving with exertion, it takes a moment for you to get your bearings. Your eyes dart all over the room and you must be a sight to behold because the Gecko brothers tense when you shift in their direction.

"Y/N?" Richie says.

You growl in response. You can feel the blood splatter dripping from your chin and finger nails, but the thrill of the fight is still thrumming in your veins and you're finding it hard to shift back at the moment.

"You good?" Seth asks, eyes narrowed.

Gulping, you nod once. "Yeah." You inhale deeply before blowing it out slowly. "Yeah. Just.. I'm on edge. I'll change back when I'm ready. Kate's good to come out if she wants to. I don't hear anyone else on my property and I'm under control. None of you have anything to fear from me."

A moment passes and then Kate's scent is filling your senses. Your gaze darts to her as she rushes passed you to reach Seth and Richie, and you offer her a faint grin. Slowly, but surely, you can feel the change washing over your.

"Seeing someone change never gets old," Seth mumbles. Richie snorts in response. "What exactly are you?"

"I'm a jaguar," you say, grinning. "Much cooler than a measly werewolf."

The coyotes and wolves are still howling and yipping in the distance, and the three standing before you seem to finally recognize it and become wary. "I know you said that la loba was a myth, but what's up with that?" Richie asks.

You shrug. "I don't have any control over them, but we do understand each other. People like to shoot them for fun or for their fur and I put a stop to it. In return, when I howl, they answer. It's like.."

"A pack," Kate says, smiling. "Your very own pack."

"I guess you can say that." The tension seems to leave everyone and you all linger about, glancing at the bodies littering the floor. "So I'm in desperate need of a bath," you mention. "And afterward I think we need to all sit down and talk about what the hell is going on. I'm not too keen on these generic fucks," you say while distractedly kicking a body, "hunting down a teenage girl. That doesn't sit right with me."

"You and me both," Seth grumbles.

"Mhm. So we need to come up with a plan. That third car that fled with tell others where Kate is laying low at, so either culebras will test their luck and come in droves or my presence might actually be enough to keep those who know me at bay."

"I don't want to be a burden," Kate softly says. "You've been more than kind to let us stay-"

"And I'll continue to be more than kind and teach you how to defend yourself," you cut her off, smiling. "If you’re going to run with the Gecko's, you really need to know how to handle a weapon, kid. Okay?"

"I.. okay," Kate agrees, a bit sheepishly.

"Okay. But first.. shower! You boys," you then say, pointing between Seth and Richie, "clean the place up. I got the most kills so I get to skip out."

You leave without a backwards glance, but throw your head back in laughter when you hear Seth sigh and mumble, "Dick.", under his breath.

Later on when you go back to check, you smile when you realize they’ve sterilized the entire front room of the compound where the blood bath had taken place.

[fortysevenswrites]

fic writer asks: 2, 5, 9, 10, 11, 13, & 24!!

2. How do you spend your time when it comes to fanfiction? Are you primarily a fic reader, writer, or a perfect 50/50 split of both?

It definitely fluctuates based on how much is going on with my business, my brain capacity, and ya know, life in general, but I’d say I’m somewhere between 60/40 and 75/25 reader to writer. You’d think it would be a little more even considering how many damn WIPs I have (which...I added another SK Post-Matnzas idea the other day), but yeah, I’d say I read a LOT more than I write. I could safely say that I’ve read at least ONE fic each day for....more than a decade.

5. What are your fanfic pet peeves? Do they have a huge effect on whether or not you decide to read something?

...I’m not going to lie. I am V E R Y picky with the fics that I read. VERY. And if I don’t like the fic, it has N O T H I N G against the author. It’s just not up my alley. 

That said, I’m NOT a fan of: explicit POV shifts (show me through CONTEXT that you’ve changed perspectives, it’s not that hard), first-person, second person, reader-insert, intentional OOC that isn’t crack, tagging your NoTP in a fic that has nothing to do with them (or because they’re together for a hot minute before getting together with your OTP), no paragraph breaks, fleecing readers for reviews before you consider posting the next chapter (which I know is an old FFN holdover), and unhappy endings.

9. Tag 3 fic writers you think are underrated/unknown in the fandom/fanfiction community.

I couldn’t list three, and I’m not going to try, but there are some A M A Z I N G writers in every single fandom, and I love all of you.

10. What’s your favorite fandom, pairing, or character to read fic for?

Just one favorite? Hahahahahahaha. I read for:

Mighty Morphin Power Rangers: Kim Hart/Tommy Oliver

Power Ranger in Space: Astronema/Zhane, Ashley/Andros, Cassie Phantom

Rogue One: Jyn/Cassian

From Dusk Till Dawn: The Series: Seth/Kate, Richie/Santanico

Daredevil/The Punisher: Karen Page/Frank Castle, Matt Murdock/Elektra Natchios, Sarah Lieberman/David Lieberman

Flashpoint: Mike/Winnie, Jules/Sam

There are so many more, but yeah. These are the ones that come to mind right now.

11. How do you come up with your fic titles?

Sometimes they’re lines from the text itself, sometimes they’re song lyrics that don’t have much to do with the fic, but are the song I listened to while writing the fic, and sometimes they’re just...words that happen to be what comes to mind before I post. 

Sometimes I know the title right off the bat, but sometimes it’s right down to the wire.

13. Do you outline your fics? How much of a headache would someone get if they just looked at an outline of yours without reading the fic?

Not really. For one-shots I pretty much know everything that’s going to happen, and they’re short enough that I can keep it all in my head, or write pieces of each scene in order.

Sometimes for longer fics (like the FDTD/The Punisher crossover) I’ll write like...notes in order with like, the general idea of each scene, like “X talks about the thing”, “This happens”, or “This is where Y reveals that plot twist” and “feels happen because of XYZ thing”. 

If someone were to see that kind of outline, they’d be pretty well spoiled and would know everything that happened in the fic. I wouldn’t share.

24. What’s a trope that you’d like to never hear about as long as you live, let alone write?

A/B/O. Full stop.

Fic writer asks

[fanaticimagines]

 gif credit: duskgifs

requested

“Wow, you should make those tighter.” You said sarcastically as one of the infamous Gecko brothers restrained your hands behind your back with handcuffs.

“Wouldn’t want you runnin’ back to the Big Kahuna and blowin’ up our operation, now would we?” He stepped back into view and looked down at me on the floor.

“Now,” He huffed “Are you gonna tell me who you’re working for and what the hell you’re doing here or are we gonna have one of those difficult situations on our hands?”

He tried to make his muscular frame look more menacing but you had seen worse and had a lot worse things to fear.

“Not to brag or anything but I kind of have a reputation for being a difficult situation.” you smirked and waited for his reaction, ready for anything he was about to hit you with.

“Fair enough” He left the room and came back a few minutes with another guy. By the matching suit you guessed he was the second half of Los Hermanos Gecko.

He was taller than his brother and had cobalt blue eyes behind thick ass glasses. He didn’t say a word as he knelt down and looked you square in the eyes.

“Last chance, because I’m gonna enjoy this.” He said, raising his eyebrows.

You rolled your eyes and blew a strand of hair out of your face, daring him to try his worst.

“Fine by me” He stood up and pulled you up with him.He lifted his hand and a matching blue formed in the middle of his palm.

 At this point you could admit you were a little freaked out. He pressed his hand to your forehead and waited. You looked at him confused and a little disgusted.After a minute or two of this strange position, he retracted his hand.

“What the hell!?” He looked at his hand to do what what you assumed was make sure he still had his eye, “WHAT THE HELL!?” 

From where you were standing you could see that eyeball in his hand was turned completely white and then faded to blue, exactly as it was before. The eye closed and his hand was back to normal. He looked to his brother, who was equally confused.

“Sex machine.” They said in unison.They both left the room and left you more uneasy than ever. 

After a half an hour of waiting you contemplated digging out the bobby pin you kept in your shoe for sticky situations like these(not that you got caught on purpose), but you decided against it because it would be worse to return empty handed than to come back late. 

The door opened and the brothers were back with an older guy with blonde hair.“Well nice to meet to meet you, sweet cheeks. I’m professor Tanner, but my friends and lovers call me sex machine.”He said in a slow southern accent. He shot you a creepy smile.

You gave him a disgusted look “Ew.”

He rolled his eyes and walked up to you. He grabbed your right arm and slid your sleeve up, eyeing your eye shaped birthmark on your forearm. 

“There it is,” he whispered “Richie, come try again” 

The taller of the gecko brothers walked over and lifted his hand and the eye opened up again. He was about to press it to your forehead but the professor stopped him.

“Not there,” He said “Here” he pointed to your arm.

As soon as Richie grabbed your arm a hundred different visions flashed through your head that you couldn’t make sense of until they were over. All the information you were looking for initially was there, but you were too shocked to make a run for it.

“What the hell was that?” The brothers asked in unison. The professor ignored their curiosity and dug into the satchel he had brought with him.

“Eyes find eyes.” He said quietly as he pulled out a scrap of paper that looked like it was older than everyone in the room put together…times two.

He lifted it so everyone could see. There was a picture of a constellation that made up what could vaguely be identified as two identical eyes in the stars.

“You two are a team, you’re supposed to be here, together.”

“Bullshit.” You and Richie said at the same time.

“It’s literally written in the stars.” Sex machine goes on “You two together it’s..destiny. The prophecy foretells so much power, no one could touch you.”He looked back and forth at us, waiting for a reaction. 

You sighed “does that mean these can come off now?” you held up your handcuff-clad wrists.

The last thing you remembered was that you were leaving the warehouse after you and Richard decided partnering up was ridiculous(more him than you), when the truck next to you moved into your lane and ran you off the road. Your car was on its side and  you were absolutely sure that one of your legs was broken. You slid open the sunroof and pulled yourself out.

“It can’t be that hard to find a whole car!” You heard in the distance, along with about four pairs footsteps. “We cant let the Geckos find her first!”

You looked around to see if anyone was or for somewhere to hide but there was nothing but trees. Two arms reached around and lifted you up. You contemplated screaming, but that might’ve brought the rest of them to where you were. You kicked at whoever it was with your good leg and they dropped you and you hit the ground with your bad one. You couldn’t help but let out a painful scream. 

“Shh.” He covered your mouth and walked into your eye line

“Richie!? what the hell are you doing?” You whisper yelled

“I thought about it and I figured it was worth it. We’re better together.”

He held up his palm and the eye opened again. He touched it to your arm. This time, instead of images flashing, your leg snapped back into place. you held back your scream as best you could as your leg quickly healed. 

You carefully stood up,”Good as new. How did you know to do that?”

“I don’t know I just… did.” He shrugged.

You and Richie looked at each other, both knowing you were ready to start a new partnership…and kick some opposing culebra ass.

[captain-k-jones]

50 Questions for Fic Readers - Answers

Taking a break from writing and decided to complete this as a little get-to-know-me. Read if you are interested, if not ignore it. 

What fandom(s) do you read? Once Upon a Time, Supernatural x BtVS, Harry Potter, Roswell, BtVS, Black Sails, and From Dusk till Dawn: the Series

If you could request more of a certain type of fic, which would it be? I love Modern AU anything. 

What is your favorite all-time fic? For ONCE: The Lost Boys by @niniadepapa. I LOVE that story, it is my go-to read. 

Do you ever re-read fics? How about triple-read? Oh yes. Sometimes I get bored and want something I know is good so I re-read. 

Do you prefer angst or fluff? Angst. It is also my favorite thing to write. 

Do you prefer long fics or short fics? That depends on my mood. I like to always be reading a long fic, but I will pick up short ones to read between updates. 

Name some incomplete fics that you wish were completed. For ONCE: White Light on a Black Sea For FTDT: Second Chances 

Talk about the ships that you read. I read so many! Captain Swan (OUaT), SethKate (FDTD) , Bangel (BtVS/Angel), Dean x Buffy (BtVS/SPN), Draco x Ginny (HP), Michael x Liz (Roswell), Eleanor x Vane (Black Sails)

Do you read smut? Yep!

What’s the most hard-core smut or kinky fic you’ve ever read (be honest)! Wow. I honestly dont know. Irish Swan Trio is always fun (The Perfect Fit)

Do you read AUs? Read and write

List a few of your favorite AUs. Again, The Lost Boys by @niniadepapa, How Many Chances (Before I get It Right) by @o-u-a-timer and its sequel One More is Never Enough, anything by @ive-always-been-a-pirate,  @cutieodonoghue, or @nowforruin

What type of AUs are your favorites? Give a general description. Modern AU. I love realistic fics that have lots of angst too.

What makes you give up on reading a fic? Grammar and formatting. If the language and mechanics are terrible or the lines are squashed together I will not even try it.  

What makes you pick up a fic, what makes it sound interesting? I get a lot of recs from friends. Also just browsing. 

Name a fic that made you cry (or that made you come close). Winter by @eight-0f-hearts and currently this house isn’t a home by @colinschest

Name a fic that made you laugh a lot. Umm... Glimpses of Geckos by the_stargazing_dreamer

Do you have a fic recommendation page or master list? I tag them #cs fic rec on captain-k-jones.tumblr.com or #sethkate fic rec on sethkategeckofuller.tumblr.com. 

How many fics do you think you’ve read before? Way to many. I’ve been reading fic for over 15 years. 

What’s the weirdest fic you’ve ever read? Describe it. This is really hard....

Do you read crack!fic? Nope

Name a few of your favorite crack!fics. N/A

Has fluff ever made you cry? What about angst? Yes to both

What’s the longest fic you’ve ever read? I couldn’t tell you. I know I have read plenty of BtVS ones back in the day that took WEEKS to finish. 

What’s your opinion on reading dubious consent or no consent? I stay away from those. Not a fan.

Name a type of fic you’ll never ever read. Trope wise: anything that gives one character power over another (hence the consent issue) or Teacher/Student (I am a teacher so it is weird).

Name a type of fic that you wish there was more of. I love when fandoms cross. For example: BtVS/SPN or BtVS/HP

Who are your favorite fanfiction author(s)? ONCE: @niniadepapa, @lenfaz, @o-u-a-timer, @the-lady-of-misthaven, @nowforruin, @killians-dimples, and @ive-always-been-a-pirate. For FDTD: @ambrosiaswhispers, @lostinmysticfalls, @imaginedfables, and the_stargazing_dreamer

When you find an author you like, do you follow them? Yep!

How often do you read fanfiction? Daily

Do people know that you read fanfiction? Yep, I know people in my real life as well as people I’ve met through fandom. 

Do you leave reviews after reading fics? If so, what do they sound like? Sometimes. Normally I talk about what I like or what I am excited to see in upcoming chapters. I always thank them for taking the time out to write the fic. 

When you read a good fic, do you go to the author’s page? Yep.

Name a common type of fic that you cannot stand. I hate fic that is unrealistic. It if doesn’t seem plausible them I don’t like it. 

Name all the Work in Progress fics that you are currently reading. Seriously, there are too many. I think actively the rough number would be over 30. 

Has a fic ever left you unable to fall asleep or think about anything else? I often stay up late to read fic like that. There have been several fic that ended up giving me life revelations. I remember one fic from the Roswell fandom that forever altered the way I thought about relationships. 

Are you good about keeping up when reading Work in Progresses? Normally, I am very good at it. I read it as soon as I get the notification. Recently, I haven’t been so good at it because of work and school. 

Name some of your favorite fic recommendations pages. @shady-swan-jones makes great lists for Captain Swan, as well as @timeless-love-story and @loving-cs-fanfiction. 

Name a fanfiction author that you’re scared to talk to because they’re so amazing. All of, what I consider, the old school CS writers: @nowforruin, @killians-dimples, @xerxesrises, @startswithhope, @seastarved, @caprelloidea, @this-too-too-sullied-flesh, @initiala, @msgenevieve447, and @weezlywrites

Have you ever written fanfiction or considered it? Yep. Here is the link: my fanfic

Name a fic that has a perfect ending. Helpless by @the-lady-of-misthaven and Separate Lives by @lenfaz

Name a fic that you wish was longer. I could live in The Lost Boys world forever. 

Do you read OT3 fics commonly? Have you ever? Irish Swan Trio

Do you mainly read TV shows, movies, or books? TV Shows & some Books

Do you read fanfiction about Anime? Nope

If you could imagine the perfect fic, what would it be like? Lots of angst (like break the characters as far as they can) but with a happy ending. 

If you had to introduce someone to fanfiction with a few fics, which would you suggest? It depends on the fandom. 

Have you ever read a fic containing character death? Yep. 

Do you have an AO3/Fanfiction.net/LiveJournal page? Link it. AO3 FFN

What sites do you typically use to read on? tumblr, fanfiction.net, and AO3

[kind-wolf]

“Is that any way to speak to someone who took a bullet for you Seth?”

His manners were never any good. 😄

Seth hesitated as he watched you, and as his aim lessened, you bolted, vanishing from his eyes.

Oh no!

Goodbye My Lover | Part Two

Summary; Richie left after saving the end of the world, believing that you were dead. However, he begins to think that he was wrong, and that you were indeed alive, and survived the gruesomeness.

Warnings; mentions of death, murder, smut, angst

A loose cannon. He could have dealt with that, but instead, the criminal was left with nothing to live for. Richie was broken once more, a record that simply couldn’t play.

Sleep never came easy to him, he saw things, such as your limp body, that had been struck by led. There had been so much blood, it fell mercilessly from your wounds.

The one chance he had of saving you was gone, he should have taken the chance and done it right away. However, there was no body to try and mend any more, every piece of you had vanished.

“Is he okay?” Kate knew there was little point in asking the eldest Gecko brother that question, however she did anyways. It made her feel less guilty, after all, Amaru had been using her body as a prop.

Seth looked at the girl, sorrow written on his features. It pained him to know that you had taken the bullet meant for him. You were his friend, and perhaps the only person that could ever get through to his younger sibling.

But you were gone, or so they thought. And as they threw the bags in the trunk, Richie silently got in the passenger seat, slamming the door behind him. There was no peace in his state, the lack of slumber sure didn’t help.

But there was nothing that could be done to medicate him for your loss. All he felt was a massive wrench in his heart, crushing it until it was nothing more than dust.

Love was one thing that he always had difficulty with, but with you, the routine and emotions all came so easily. Your smile had him feeling light headed every time that he saw it, but instead m, his last image of you had been the cold and literally dead expression that blurred your most beautiful features.

“Kid, you know as well as I do, he may have saved practically everything that day, apart from her. And y/n was everything to him.” He shut the boot, watching the sad expression roll onto Kate’s face.

He patted her shoulder as he seated himself in the driver’s seat. They had just finished a heist and the only question was “where to?”

“Motel.” Richie answered, forgoing the option of a bar. The women there were only distractions, and so was the alcohol, and he didn’t desire any of them. All he wanted was to curl up on one of the dingy beds, and take pity on himself.

And once they had reached their destination, that was exactly what he had done. And for the first time in months, he had gotten a good nights rest.

That was until a bang collided with the wall, separating their room and the one next to it. A wail broke through, causing Richie to frown at the pitch. But before he had the chance to speak to his brother, Seth had already grabbed a gun, and was heading next door, demanding that Kate remain in the room.

Richie followed after him, the eldest of the two kicking in the neighbouring door, only to find a culebra holding a man against the wall.

“Let him go.” Her hand was around his neck, and as she looked at Seth, her yellow eyes bore into him, as though she were considering drinking his soul.

But instead, she firmed her grip, snapping his neck, leaving the body to tumble to the ground by her feet. The culebra hissed at the intrusion, but Richie tilted his head. There was something oddly familiar about this one, and he had almost figured it out for himself, until she revealed her identity.

Whilst her face still remained monstrous, a chuckle slithered its way out of her mouth. “Is that any way to speak to someone who took a bullet for you Seth?”

Seth’s eyes widened as he slowly lowered his gun. It was you, and as your scales faded, a smirk took place on your face.

“You’re a culebra?” Richie asked, rushing forward to embrace you, but you held your hand out, not allowing the man of your kind any closer.

“Am now. And I like it. So if you’re going to try and stop me from feeding, I’ll kill you too.” This wasn’t you, or at least not the version that he knew. The change had really changed you, the idea as a human, feeding off of your own kind was sickening to you.

But it appeared, that your appetite had changed with you. “How are you like this?”

“I already had your venom in me, so if you don’t mind.” You tried to leave, but the youngest of the two brothers held your arm, stopping you from abandoning them once more.

“Tell me everything.”

“Richie.” It was the end of the world and there was no better way to go out of it, other than a bang. And you and your partner had taken that in quite a literal sense.

As the pair of you were on look out, waiting for Amaru, you were straddled on top of him in the confines of the car, riding him. Your hands pawed at his shoulders, as you gasped.

He thrust up, hissing slightly at the angle. “Cum in me Rich.” He furrowed his brow as he gaped his mouth open, his head hitting the headrest of the seat.

And so he complied with your begging, filling you with his cum. You bit your lip, as his hands traced shapes on your back. He leant forward to kiss you, and he lightly bit your tongue.

But you frowned, watching as a little blood spilled from your mouth. “I’m sorry.” He frowned at his own actions. He was supposed to be careful with you, you were only human, and he was something more.

“It’s okay, just a little blood. I’ve been through worse.” You dismissed it, sighing as you dismounted him and went back to your duty.

“I didn’t know.” He registered what you had claimed to have happened, however you seemed unphased by the story that you had just told him.

“Of course you didn’t.” You sighed, and as he was distracted, you kicked him, and shoved him through the wall, which was his room. Kate glance through the hole, and a look of shock crossed over her face as she saw you.

Seth raised his gun, but you could only tut at him. “I take a bullet for you and you threaten to put one through me. How ironic.”

“I don’t want to.”

“Then don’t.” You rolled your eyes, steadily walking backwards. “I just want to go out into the night and disappear, there’s no need to kill me.”

“You’re a culebra, an out of control one.” His perception was not wrong, but you raised your hands, and loosened your shoulders as you stood there.

“And?” You asked, smiling at the tanned man. “If you want to kill my kind, go for your brother, he’s an easier target.” He was out cold, all thanks to you.

“You’re throwing him under the bus, just like that?” He asked, unable to comprehend this new mindset of yours.

“Just like that.” You responded, taking a break between each syllable. Seth hesitated as he watched you, and as his aim lessened, you bolted, vanishing from his eyes.

Richie would not be happy once he woke up, but that wasn’t your problem. And as you ran, the only thing on your mind was finding dinner and not being disturbed whilst doing so.

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Ship related questions

I’m procrastinating for some reason 

tagged by @apirateslifeforsmee

A. Your current OTP - Bellarke and also the Power Rangers OT5 aka my precious broken children who love each other

B. A pairing you initially didn’t consider but someone changed your mind. - Obi and Qui Gon, I blame @deadcatwithaflamethrower

C.A pairing you wish you shipped but just can’t - got to be honest sea mechanic 

D. What was the first thing you ever contributed to a fandom? - POETRY - my first one was a teen wolf poem actually

E. Have you ever added anything stupid/cracky/hilarious to you fandom? - no I haven’t 

F. What’s the longest you’ve ever been in a fandom? What fandom was it? - POWER RANGERS since I was six and it’s always been there and now the movie brought it out again 

G. What was your first fandom? - Back in 2011/2012 I joined Fanforum for Vampire Diaries, specially Delena

H. Do you prefer real-life shows or animated shows? - real life absolutely 

I. Has tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why? hmm I mean it’s caused me to hate fandom in general because people are just so fucking dramatic all the time

J. Name a fandom you didn’t care/think about until you saw it all over tumblr? - the 100, Lucifer 

K. How do you feel about the people in your current fandom? - god my current fandom is amazing, I absolutely adore the Bellarke fam with all my heart and soul, I also really love the tiny community of Power Rangers 2017 fanfic writers and readers, so utterly positive 

L. Your favourite fan artist/author gives you one request what do you ask for? - canon verse Bellarke exploring sexuality both in terms of sex and identity 

M. A person who got you into a fandom and what fandom they pulled you into? hmm I blame @rongasm for pulling me into the stydia fandom 

N. Your favourite fandom (for the people; not the thing you fangirl over). oh absolutely the bellarke fam, some of the kindest most amazing intelligent people I’ve ever met

O. Choose a song at random, what ship does it remind you of? Fortress by Bear’s Den, it reminds me of Jaspenor because I heard it first for a video for them and also Bellarke cause “I don’t think anyone has loved anyone the way I loved you” 

P. Invent a Random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas) - college au where they meet because Bellamy will not stop singing Hamilton 

Q. A Ship you’ve abandoned and why?- I mean I really shipped Paily for awhile but then Paige was banished from the show so *shrugs*

R. A pairing you ship you don’t think anyone else ships? - any and all of my ot4s/ot5s

S. What’s a head canon you have? - that the Power Rangers get tattoos and that Clarke gives really good massages 

T. What are your favourite male/male ships or female/female ships? - PATROCHILLES  STUCKY, DESTIEL, Paily, Qui Gon/Obi Wan, Wolfstar, sometimes Clexa, Spashley, Hollisten, Scerek, Malec, Jimon

U. What are you favourite male/female ships? - BELLARKE, CAPTAIN SWAN, FEYSAND, STYDIA, SETHKATE, RONMIONE, DECKERSTAR, BAWSON, JONSA, CLACE

V. Do you have any three way ships if so who? - Steve X Bucky X Natasha, Conner x Kira x Ethan, Boanlarke (in fic anyway), Simon x Jace x Clary

W. 5 favourite characters from 5 different fandoms. -

The 100 - Raven Reyes OUAT - Killian Jones Game of thrones- Sansa Stark Teen Wolf - Scott McCall

FDTD - Kate Fuller

X. 3 OTP’s from 3 different fandoms. -

The 100- bellarke OUAT- Captain swan TW: Stydia

Y.A fandom you’re in but have no ships for? - I ALWAYS HAVE SHIPS

Z. What’s a ship that you want yo ship publicly but everyone on tumblr hates it so you keep your mouth shut about it? - I’m not sure, it’s more that no one else ships it that I know 

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[x][x] § Richard ‘Richie’ Gecko Imagine §

He calmly walking into the motel, making sure you weren’t bleeding from somewhere after the hasty chase. Richie did notice that you were pretty shaken up by what had just happened, he thought that being on the road with them would have made this type of experience a little more numb. Maybe givign you some space would help.

Sitting down on the bed, he lazily turned the TV on. Even with the sound on, he could hear your ragged breathing, he felt guilty. Leaning to the side, his pupils peered at you through the doorway. Both your gazes locked together and he patted the seat beside him.

“Come, let me help you get your minds off of things.”

Requests Are Open

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[x][x] § Seth Gecko Imagine §

“Seth, pull the gun out of his grasp,” (Y/N) gulped.

“Okay sweethetay, men are talking, now’s not the time,” His usual asshole demeanor came back as he tried to settle the situation.

“Seth fucking Gecko, will you stop being a fucking asshole!” She snapped. Both men were caught off guard, turning to her.

“You just called me an asshole,” His eyebrows raised in surprised.

Requests Are Open

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[x][x] § Santanico Pandemonium Imagine § 

She simply went to the bathroom to freshen up, she didn’t expect her to come back and stumble upon (Y/N) being hit on by a very very drunk man, clearly uncomfortable by how close and obnoxious he was being.

For some reason, that made her anger boil, she stomped up to the man and pushed him back hard.

“Don’t you see you’re making her uncomfortable?” She snapped.

“What the fuck? Don’t you see I was having fun? You’re a bitch lady!” 

“True, but I’m not your bitch, so come here and fight me,”

“I don’t think that-” 

“It’s okay (Y/N), I got this!” She smirked.

Requests Are Open

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[x] § Kate Fuller Imagine § 

A knock on the door make (Y/N) look through the peephole. Seeing who it was, she immediately opened the door without a second thought. 

“Kate, hey,” She smiled, “is everything okay?” a small frown appeared on her features.

“No really,” The auburn girl sighed in defeat, “do you mind if I stay here for a bit? Seth is being an asshole and I try so hard for him to stop taking drugs but he’s being insufferable, I need a break.” 

“Of course, we can share my bed, you wana drink?” (Y/N) closed the door behind Kate as she walked inside with her bag.

“Yes please!” She nodded gratefully, staring at her with tired eyes.

“Okay, I’ll be back,” (Y/N) chuckled as she let Kate get comfortable.

Requests Are Open

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Richie Gecko x Reader - “Intoxicating”

The story of how a witch and a theif meet when their paths converge to get Amaru out of Kate’s body.

Requested by @ateliefloresdaprimavera “Thank you babycakes😚 it's a Richie imagine where YN is a witch and she's contacted to help the brothers and Kate. He's intrigued by her and she doesn't think much of him first, but in time they fall in love. What do you think?

A/N: I couldn’t really show that they fall in love because it would have been too long for a one shot and too short for a 2 parter, sorry!

Warning: Cursing, slight torture.

"Shit," Seth cursed as his eyes locked with Kates. He couldn't believe it, she was alive, yet, she seemed different like she had become a whole new person since her 'death'.

After some intensive fighting with a man that was twice Seth's size, they finally stepped out of the rink, the bearded man scanning the crowd in search of the redhead that he had grown attached to, but to no avail. He walked up to Kisa, eyeing his brother quickly before sitting down on the spare stool. Richie threw him a small piece of cloth in order to clean up his bloodied nose. He nodded to his younger brother, pampering his sore nose, deep in his thoughts. He had to tell his brother later, but for right now, he needed to have his mind set.

*****

"That wasn't Kate," He mumbled. Shit! He needed to find a solution to his problem and he needed one soon, who knows what that demon inside of her could do.

"I knew it," Richie mumbled in irritation. This was one of the moments that pissed him off the most, the moment where Seth was too stubborn to listen to his brother and had to investigate himself before he could remotely agree. He despised it when he did that, never treated him like an equal but as a younger brother.

"I think I know someone who can help," Seth grumbled. "It might take time, but I think someone can help with Kat's problem."

"Who can help? Tanner?"

"No, not that creep, Kate mentioned some guy that had connections with different creatures back when I tried to get the passports," He informed, shutting his eyes quickly to try to recollect as much information as possible on the kid she had seen.

******

"What is your problem?" The kid asked, crossing his arms over his chest. He didn't really appreciate the attitude the tattoed man was exhibiting, but he was willing to give them a chance, Kate did.

"Kate, we think she's been possessed, and I heard from her that you knew people," Seth explained vaguely.

"Kate?" He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I'll see what I can do, give me your number and once I find someone that can help I'll send you the information," He clarified. Seth gazed back to his brother for a split second before nodding to the boy.

"Thank you," He smiled lightly.

******

"How long is that kid going to be?" Richie mumbled.

"I know as much as you do Rich," Seth murmured.

"This is taking way too fucking long." He cursed.

"Took the words right out of my mouth brother," Seth chuckled. His eyes looked at his phone as it vibrated on his lap. He picked it up, unlocking it as the notification glowed on the screen.

"(Y/N) (L/N), already on to you, here's her number," The single message read.

"Thank god," Seth sighed as he copied the number and added it to his contacts.

"Is it him?" Richie asked, leaning into the phone.

"Yes, we have her number, she's on our way to us," Seth filled in, smirking.

*****

"The famous Gecko brothers," I chuckled, extending my hand to shake his.

"(Y/N)," Seth welcomed, gladly taking her hand.

"You're hot," He chuckled.

"And someone can't keep it inside his pants," I retorted, turning towards the other brother.

"Richard right?" I asked him, repeating my action.

"Yes, but I prefer Richie," He smiled, shaking my hand.

"My friend didn't really fill me in on the situation, what seems to be the problem?" I asked, sitting down in front of them.

"Well, our friend is possessed and we can't do anything."

"You're human right?" I pointed to Seth, as he nodded in response, I turned to Richie.

"And you're a Culebra?"  

"Yes, what are you again?" he asked.

"A witch, it's in the family," I smiled, "anyway, let's get started, I'll need something that belongs to her and a couple of candles," I informed. Richie nodded, leaving the room to get the supplies.

"What for?" Seth asked.

"I need to locate her before I can perform any type of exorcism." I explained, thanking Richie as he handed me a necklace that must have belonged to 'Kate'. I placed it in the middle of the room and placed the candles opposite each other, the necklace in the middle.

"Pass me the map," I ordered, Seth threw the map at me and laid it on the table. I took one of the knives I always kept on me in case I needed to defend myself and cut my palm. I let the blood drip on the map and closed my eyes after catching a glimpse of the brother's curious gazes.

I started my spell.

******

"She's a witch huh?" The blond man nodded to me.

"I am yes," I faked a smile to him before looking at the chained up redhead that was glaring daggers at me.

"Don't think I wouldn't exorcise you under any circumstances Amaru," I threatened as she sent me a wicked smile.

"You sure about this?" Seth whispered to me, his back facing the demon so that she could not hear what we were discussing.

"Of course, I'm powerful enough to take this bitch out of her," I defended, feeling offended at his underestimation.

"Okayyyy, sorry," he sassed, raising his hands up in defence.

"Now leave me alone, all of you, especially you, you creepy child predator." I pointed to 'Tanner'.

"I'm not a child predator," He furrowed his eyes in confusion.

"Well, you sure as hell look like one," I scoffed. I put my hands on my side, closing my eyes and looking up at the sky.

I clenched my fists hard as I could, feeling them whiten as I did so. Soon enough, I heard Amaru scream in pain as I focused my energy on her. It took me a solid 15 minutes to get her out of the girl's body, but it was worth it.

From the many emotions, I felt surging within her and I performed the exorcism, I learned that she was powerful in hell, but since she wasn't in her usual environment, she was weaker, giving me an additional advantage to force her back where she came from.

"Kate," Seth called out as a thump could be heard, it might have been her body hitting the ground. I opened my eyes, shaking my head at the slight dizziness I experienced.

"You okay?" Richie asked from beside me. I looked over at him.

"Yeah," I breathed out, "It's a bit nauseating using magic for too long without any breaks." I clarified, giving him a small smile.

I found myself staring a little too long in his eyes but I couldn't look away. he had the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. But I don't notice many details in the first place unless I want to.

He saw me stare at him and as a smirk appeared on his face.

My head snapped back to Seth and Kate. He was holding her waist, keeping her now weak form from collapsing on the floor.

"Thank you, really, thank you so much," The redhead smiled gratefully. I returned the smile, nodding in her direction and moving out of her way so she could rest in the car.

"Do you want to go get a drink or something." Richie blurted out after clearing his throat. I smiled at him and nodded, licking my dry lips.

"Do you want a drink with me too, sweetheart?" Tanner chuckled. I turned to him in disgust.

"Fuck off!"  

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