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💕Happy (Belated) Valentines Day💕 (again lol)

Warnings: graphic depictions of violence, murder, death, gore, blood, stalking

Word count: 6.1k

The sound of the woman's neck snapping echoed out into the night air, and she let out one final gasp as she fell to the pavement, the broken bone jutting out of her neck unnaturally.

“No! Kim! Goddammit no!!”

Phinks turned away from the woman's body in order to face the man screaming at the other side of the lot.

Tears were falling down the man's face, but he froze when he saw Phinks' attention turned to him – he was the last one standing. Everyone else from the group that had tried to jump Phinks was now dead, reduced to lifeless bodies scattered in different areas of the lot.

Despite being confronted with the fact that the people he'd teamed up with had died, it didn't push the man to try and attack Phinks for the sake of avenging his fallen comrades – in fact, it did the opposite.

The man turned around and began to run.

That was more than a little pathetic, Phinks thought to himself, although he could understand that reaction at least somewhat.

That guy and the others had been completely unprepared when they'd made the attempt on his life, their skills nowhere near being able to even scratch him. It was just another instance of sub-par nen users who'd learned nen in the fastest way possible and spent little to no time in trying to develop a worthwhile ability because they were too eager to try and get revenge on the troupe. It was something he and all of the others were used to by now.

Annoying, but at least it was easy enough to take care of. And with this guy, he could do so without too much effort.

Phinks leaned down, picking up a small bit of rubble that had come from the aging parking lot while the man continued to run. He infused the small stone with a bit of nen, and as the man turned to continue his escape past a building, Phinks threw it in the man's direction.

It punctured through his neck and tore through the throat muscles before it came out on the other side.

The man immediately fell to the pavement, gasping as he rolled over onto his back while he clutched at his neck, his fingers quickly becoming stained with red as he tried to prevent the blood that came gushing out of the wounds. If he was a bit more competent and a bit less panicked, he likely wouldn't have had any trouble dealing with that wound. But after what he'd seen happen to his companions, he had lost his composure in record time and wasn't able to think rationally.

As he looked at the man and the amount of blood that was slowly spreading out over the ground, it didn't feel necessary to walk over and finish the job. While Phinks didn't tend to be one to prolong the deaths of his victims, with the way things were going, the guy would be dead within a few minutes. No need to spend the extra effort when the outcome was already clear.

So he began to walk away from the scene, keeping an eye on his surroundings. There was an off-chance that there were still one or two from the group that were hiding, waiting for Phinks to lower his guard and strike when he felt it was safe. That had happened at least once with him, and a few different times with some of the others: blacklist Hunters, ones who actually knew what they were doing, would con those who had just learned nen into being bait for the troupe, and after they had been finished off, the Hunter would swoop in and try to kill off that troupe member.

And people said the Phantom Troupe were the bad ones.

Phinks had allowed himself to get a little distracted after he'd determined that there was no one else hiding in the darkness, and as he made it to the other edge of the lot, he noted the storm clouds that were in the sky. A bad storm was coming, it seemed.

“Oh my god!”

He'd been just close enough to hear those words being exclaimed.

Back in the direction where he'd had left the man.

Phinks looked back, and while he couldn't see everything from where he was standing, there was definitely someone now leaning over the man with the neck wound.

“Are you alive?!” he heard the new person say.

The next bit wasn't as audible, but Phinks was able to make out what sounded like someone gurgling in response.

So the guy was still alive.

Phinks sighed.

He could probably leave it. There was a good chance that the guy would bleed out before help could arrive. But there was a slim chance that he could survive his injuries. If that happened, it'd become a bigger mess that Phinks wouldn't want to deal with; leaving the would-be avengers alive tended to only make them come back stronger and a bit more cunning.

With another sigh, Phinks turned around and began to head back to the scene he had just left. This is what you get for not finishing him off, he said to himself. And he knew a few of the other members of the troupe would have criticized him for leaving the man in the way he did.

So much for not spending extra effort.

Staying in the shadows, Phinks took his hands out of his pockets and cracked his knuckles as he got closer to the man and the new person hovering over him.

You were kneeling down next to him, already looking overwhelmed by the sight of the man on the ground in a pool of his own blood.

“Why would someone do this?” you asked aloud, your voice wavering somewhat. It didn't seem like you were actually asking the man on the ground next to you, more like you were asking yourself.

You didn't appear to be anything other than an ordinary civilian, and Phinks doubted this group would've involved someone like that in their plot to kill him. So you were completely unrelated to the guy and the group who'd jumped him and just happened to be in the wrong place when you caught sight of him.

“Hang on, I'm gonna – gonna stop the bleeding,” you said to the man as you removed your hoodie. You pressed the fabric against the wounds in his neck while you tried not to hyperventilate, breathing out through your mouth as you did your best to keep yourself calm.

“I need you to hold it for a second, o-okay? So I can get my phone....”

You trailed off as you grabbed at your bag with one hand while still holding the hoodie to his neck with another. However, the man wasn't listening to you. He had his eyes fixed on Phinks, who was still standing in the darkness.

With the damage to his throat, the man wasn't able to say much and had been limited to grunts and moans. And instead of holding the hoodie like you'd told him to, Phinks watched as the man grabbed at your arm, getting bloody hand prints all over your skin as he tried to get your attention, tried to point out the murderer who was watching you fish your phone out of your bag.

Phinks needed to kill you before you were able to call anyone. And with how defenseless and unaware you were, that wouldn't be an issue.

The man sensed it when Phinks' aura flared with the intent of killing you, and he pulled at your sleeve again while he tried to get your attention.

The guy hadn't been able to run from him; did he really think that you'd be able to get away? Did he really think that Phinks would allow you to get away once you saw his face?

You paused in your search for your phone to look back down at the man. His arm then began to move, fingers straining as he tried to point over at Phinks.

Phinks already saw the way this would play out: you would look over to where the man was pointing, see him, and in the split second you had to realize that you were looking at a murderer, Phinks would rush forward and snap your neck like he'd done with the woman minutes prior. The man who lay next to you would follow shortly after, and then all the loose ends of this annoying night would be tied up.

That was how it was supposed to go.

But then you did something that surprised him.

Instead of looking behind you, you reached out and grabbed the man's hand.

“You're not gonna die, okay? I'm going to call for help, and someone'll come here who can fix you up. You're gonna be okay. I promise.”

There were tears pricking your eyes as you said that, though you were desperately trying to keep your composure as the situation was still stressing you out of your mind. But even then, you tried to reassure the man by smiling at him.

“You need to help me, though,” you said, “you-you're losing too much blood, you'll die if you lose anymore. So you need to press this against your neck. Put pressure on to stop the bleeding.”

With that, you took his hand and pushed it against your hoodie, trying to get him to help in applying the correct amount of pressure.

“Please. I don't want you to die.”

Your words seemed to have had some affect on the man, because after that he did as you said and pushed on the sides of his neck. Unbeknownst to you, the man finally realized that he needed to use his nen to keep himself from bleeding out.

You seemed to find the way he held at his throat encouraging, and you reached again for your bag with some reassurance that the man wasn't going to immediately bleed out without you.

But as you finally pulled out your phone and began to dial emergency services, you gave the man your name and then asked if he was able to speak. The man shook his head as best he could.

“That's okay,” you said, “you can tell me later.”

You hit the call button while the man looked back to Phinks. His eyebrows furrowed and he seemed confused as to why the spider had yet to attack you.

The weird thing was that Phinks didn't really know either.

There was literally no reason for him to stand there doing nothing while you continued as you were, calling for help and bringing in more potential witnesses.

Yet Phinks had been caught off-guard by the things you'd said to the man. Why that was, he wasn't completely sure, but for now, at least, he found himself wanting to wait and see what else you'd do.

Meanwhile, you'd managed to connect to someone.

“Please, I need an ambulance,” you told the operator, “I found a man – I think he got shot. I-in the neck. I'm trying to stop the bleeding but I don't know how long he'll last.”

You tapped on the screen to turn on the phone's speaker before you put your hands back on the sides of the man's neck, pressing the hoodie that was now thoroughly soaked with blood as you gave your location to the operator so they knew where to send the ambulance.

After that, you were talking to him again, the operator still on the other end of the line while you were trying to keep the man awake by speaking to him, a whole bunch of meaningless information spilling from your mouth. The area where you lived, what you did for a living, stupid facts about your life, and you even bothered to mention some upcoming video game that you were excited for, telling him that once he got better that he needed to tell you about himself and if he also liked video games.

In between all of that, you kept repeating that it would be okay.

After a certain point, Phinks had to wonder if you were saying that to reassure yourself.

It wasn't long after that the storm clouds hanging over your heads all this time decided to make their move, a drizzle of rain beginning to fall. You clearly realized that the water would be bad for the open wounds on the man's neck, and so you told him to press down on the hoodie again while you looked for an area where he'd be dry. You decided to move him by grabbing his ankles and pulling him to an area with a cover, all the while apologizing again and again in the event that you managed to hurt him while you did that.

How long was he going to let this go on for? Humor your attempts at keeping this guy alive before he stepped in and put an end to it?

Currently you still had your hands around the man's throat, keeping the pressure on his neck while the chill that the rain brought caused you to shiver. There was still no sign of any ambulance coming, though Phinks could still hear the operator assuring you that it was on its way.

Phinks noticed when the man turned his head back in his direction, staring at him once more. And that time, you noticed as you turned your head to follow his gaze.

The instant he saw your head begin to move Phinks got out of the way, finding cover fast so you wouldn't see him.

At first all he could hear was the sound of the rain falling to the pavement.

“Oh god.”

Your voice was trembling when you said that. You now saw the other bodies in the lot and it hit you that you were in a lot more danger than you had initially thought, if you'd even been thinking about your own safety at all before.

Phinks could hear the voice of the operator coming from your phone as they asked what was wrong.

“There's.... There's others. In the parking lot. On the ground,” you said, “I don't.... I don't see anyone moving. I-I'm too scared to go check over there.”

“You don't need to go over. Just stay where you are,” the operator told you, “do you see anyone other than the ones on the ground?”

“No.....”

“Then just keep doing what you're doing. Help will be there soon.”

“Right... Right. It'll be okay.”

Phinks peered out from behind his cover and found that your attention was on the man again. You were still talking to him, still repeating over and over that everything would be okay, and when sirens began to sound in the distance, you pointed it out to him and told him that help would be there in no time.

The cheerful demeanor you were trying to keep up for his sake was a lot more forced now. Phinks had to wonder what exactly had been going through your head when you first saw the man – you didn't think to check your surroundings at all? You just saw someone who was dying and didn't think anything beyond getting him help? That was beyond stupid, especially when you believed that the man had been shot.

The growing sounds of the sirens indicated that they were getting closer, proving you right that they'd be here soon. Phinks needed to decide on what he was going to do.

By now it was impossible to keep anyone else from getting involved – him standing around and doing nothing while you called for help had seen to that. Even if he killed the two of you right now, you and the rest would be discovered shortly. Not that big of a deal for him, as he was certain he could disappear while emergency services were still processing the scene.

But he didn't really feel like killing you for some reason.

And since you weren't leaving your spot while you helped that guy cling to life, killing him without you seeing would be difficult. But even if he was willing to let you live, he couldn't leave that guy alive.

When the flashing lights of the ambulance could be seen in the distance, a new thought occurred to him, and it was then that Phinks made the decision to leave. Once again keeping to the shadows within the lot, he intended on leaving the crime scene before doubling back.

He glanced back at you one more time while he could still see you. You were still reassuring the guy while you slowly began to relax just a little, confident that he'd be saved and that you'd been able to help him.

There was literally no reason not to kill you. Not only that, Phinks was aware that by his feet were a few more bits of rubble. He could easily do to you what he'd done to the guy, and this time make sure he killed his target by aiming at your head.

Why he still chose not to kill you, he had no clue.

Phinks found himself watching you a lot after.

Days had passed since that night and no one else came after him. It was unlikely that there'd be any connection made between him and the crime scene left behind, and there had only been one person who had seen his face in that lot. That loose end was now tied up, so he didn't have any other reason to stay in the area.

But Phinks still wasn't sure what to do with you.

Technically he didn't have to do anything; you hadn't seen him, and the man hadn't communicated anything to you, so you knew nothing about Phinks or the troupe. He could just leave you alone, forget about you completely and that would be the end of it.

But just like he'd been when he had stood by and let you call emergency services, he had no clue what was driving him to keep an eye you in the following days. No idea why he bothered to track down where you lived and watch what he could through your windows.

And he didn't know why that one moment kept replaying in his head �� where you had grabbed at that man's hand and smiled as you tried to reassure him, promising him that he wouldn't die and trying to give him the motivation to keep fighting and live.

He thought about it a lot until he got to the point that he found he didn't want to think anymore about why he was watching you so closely, and just chose to watch you as if that was what he'd always done.

The days after the incident you spent most of your time hiding in your apartment, and on occasion you would pull away at the closed blinds just a little bit to glance at the outside. Only for a few seconds before you would quickly pull away.

You seemed pretty jumpy.

The theory that was starting to go around was that the group had died due to gang activity – if that was what the police ended up deciding on, that was probably why you were so nervous. You likely feared that you'd gotten involved with something you shouldn't have, and now there were dangerous people that would be after your life. And if you knew how Phinks had followed that man to his hospital room and broke his IV before jamming the two pieces through his skull, you'd have good reason to believe that your life would come to a grisly end.

You must've heard what had happened to the guy you'd tried to save – it'd been pretty big news over the past few days, a parking lot full of murder victims and the one survivor of the initial attack being found dead in after. People were at a loss as to why exactly the group from the “Back Lot Slaughter” had died and why the survivor had been hunted down.

Your name hadn't been released in any news reports, it looked like. Likely out of fear that it would make you a target.

After a little bit longer you left your apartment for a short period of time to get groceries, and the entire time you glanced over your shoulder while trying hard to act like you weren't. And when you were on your way back from shopping and found that the area around you appeared to be empty, you not so subtly reached into your bag so you could close your fist around your keys, ready to use them as a weapon if case anyone attacked you.

If you were that worried for your life then why stay here? Didn't you have friends or family who lived out of town that you could stay with?

Apparently not, as you stayed where you were, eventually leaving your apartment more frequently when you went back to work. Evidently you felt it was safe enough that you could head back out more often.

He needed to move on, however.

Phinks had only been in the city because he'd been heading back home after a job, and he'd never been intending on staying as long as he did; just one night at most. Really, he should've been trying to figure out if that group had known he would be there or if it was just random chance that they'd come across him. Not wasting his time watching someone like you.

He needed to figure out what it was that he wanted from you and then be done with it. Either by doing what he should've done that night, or.....

…..

Or what?

That was still unclear – what exactly he wanted from all of this. And once more he that he didn't feel like thinking about it too much.

Still, he wasn't going to continue like this indefinitely. So it needed to end soon.

He felt like he was about to reach that point one late afternoon a couple weeks after. He wasn't getting anything out of watching you hide away in your apartment, and it would be best to head back home and forget about the whole thing.

He was just about to head off when he noticed something.

You'd gone out for work and did a bit of shopping before coming back today. Another quick trip where you grabbed essentials while looking over your shoulder. So he found it odd when he saw you exiting your apartment again, hurriedly locking up the door before you turned away and headed back in the direction of the store you'd gone to earlier.

You must've forgotten something. And it must've been pretty important for you to go get while you felt that your life was in danger.

As usual, Phinks followed from a distance, close enough to keep an eye on you but not so close that you'd notice him.

At the end of your short but tense walk was the store you'd gone to earlier, and Phinks hung back, not feeling much need to follow you inside. If it was just one or two items that you were running inside to grab, it'd look weird if he went in and then back outside so shortly after you.

Apparently the thing that was important enough to make you go back outside was body wash, as you came out of the store with a bottle of the stuff in hand. Your pace was still somewhat hurried, and as you began to approach the stairs at the side of the store that lead down to a sidewalk, he got out of the way before you could spot him, heading down the stairs himself.

There was an automatic thought that he needed to get to a place where you wouldn't see him so he could follow you back, and he began to do that before he stopped. He knew he needed to stop this; following you back to your apartment would be doing the exact opposite of that. It was time to leave and not bother with you anymore.

Or maybe he could stay where he was so you would need to get close as you walked by. The entire time since he'd first seen you, you'd been at a distance. Maybe if he saw you up close and saw just how much of a stressed-out wreck you'd become in detail, the sight would annoy him enough that he'd be able to forget the way you'd been with the guy he killed. Maybe that had been the solution the whole time.

So Phinks stayed, standing against the wall at the bottom of the stairs while waiting for you to come down. You were at the top of the stairway not long after, and as you began to descend, he noticed the way your eyes glanced over at him before you looked to the path in front of you.

Not the reaction of someone who recognized a person who'd been at a crime scene, so at least that confirmed that you hadn't seen him that night. At least there was that.

What exactly had caused what happened next, he didn't know. It looked like something had distracted you, and you turned your head over your shoulder right as you were descending the stairs.

Phinks wasn't sure if you'd misjudged the steps or if it was something else, but you managed to lose your footing and began to fall face-first down the stairway.

The stairway wasn't a long one, but you'd bang yourself up falling from that height, maybe break a few bones.

It was lucky that he happened to be right there to catch you.

Though it was more like he broke your fall as you landed against him, face-planting into his chest.

But he grabbed you by your arms after to make sure you didn't go anywhere.

You pulled back slightly when you regained your footing and stared at him for a few moments. And when you finally processed what had just happened, a look of mortification formed on your face.

“Oh my god – I'm sorry,” you began, “thanks for catching me. Sorry that happened.”

“It's okay,” said Phinks, “didn't want to see you get hurt.”

“Thanks. Still, I'm sorry.”

You'd averted your eyes, clearly embarrassed.

And he still had his hands on you.

“What caused that?” Phinks asked.

“Nothing. Just me being stupid. Sorry,” you answered.

Then you looked at one of the hands on your arm, and then added “sorry, you don't need to hold me anymore. I'm good now.”

He let go of you, albeit reluctantly.

You side-stepped him almost immediately, giving him a weak smile as you said “thank you again.”

Then you began to continue down the stairs as you'd been before you tripped.

“Leaving already?” Phinks asked, an brow raised.

“Ah, yeah. Sorry.”

How many times were you going to apologize?

“I'm... I'm late for something,” you added.

“... Okay. Sorry to hold you up, then,” he said.

“You're fine. Thank you again.”

With that, you continued down the stairs, heading away from him and back to the safety of your apartment.

You glanced back at him a few times as you did, a small worry growing in you every time you found that he was still staring at you. After a certain point, you didn't look back anymore, but your pace did quicken shortly after that.

After you turned a corner, you were out of sight.

It was time to go for him as well.

… Except for whatever reason, Phinks found himself going back in the direction of your apartment.

The blinds were drawn shut when he got back, and no doubt you'd done your routine of locking and bolting the front door. You might recognize him if you peeked out through your blinds again, so it'd be best to make sure you didn't manage to spot him.

As the sun set and day turned into night, he saw that the lights inside your apartment were still on. And they stayed on when the normal time for you to go to sleep came and went.

You couldn't still be awake, could you?

With no one else in the area seeming to be active, Phinks approached your front door. While he probably wouldn't be able to figure out exactly what you might be doing, he'd probably be able to tell if you were asleep or not.

When he stood in front of it and quietly listened, he heard something coming from your apartment.

The sound of running water.

…. Phinks felt it was a weird time to get a shower.

….

If he went in there now you wouldn't be able to react immediately.

Why that thought crossed his mind he had no clue, but the instant it did Phinks was heading back down the stairs of your apartment and making his way towards the side of the building. Right under the balcony attached to your unit. Going in through the front door would make too much noise and alert your neighbors, so going in through an entrance where the obstacles in his way would be minimal was more ideal. So he climbed up.

A metal latch on the inside of the sliding door of your balcony was all that stood in his way, and he broke it easily when he forced the door open. There was a bit of noise when he wrenched the metal apart, and he waited a moment to see if any of your neighbors would step outside to investigate. But no one came, so Phinks stepped inside and slid the glass door shut behind him. It wouldn't lock now, but that didn't really matter.

You were supposed to be taking a shower, but after taking a few steps into your apartment, he noted that he didn't hear any water running. Instead, he heard different noises coming from the bathroom; what seemed to be the sound of your feet hurrying across the tiled floor.

He reached the small hallway right as you flung open the bathroom door and stepped out with only a towel wrapped around you.

Your eyes landed on him immediately and you froze.

Terror quickly took over your features as you stared at him, an intruder in your apartment who had come in when you had least expected it and were completely unprepared.

There was also recognition in your gaze; it was only a few hours ago that you'd seen him, so that wasn't too surprising.

A period passed where neither of you said anything.

And then-

“Hey-” Phinks began.

That single word forced you out of your shock as you bolted for the kitchen.

He followed.

You were trying to get at a knife block, your finger brushing against the hilt of the biggest one when he grabbed you around the waist and pulled you away from it.

You shrieked when he touched you, but the noise didn't last long as he clamped one of his hands over your mouth, muffling your screams as you tried to cry out for help.

The two of you ended up on the floor of your kitchen, his one arm wrapped around both of yours and keeping their movements limited while his other hand stayed on your mouth. You were trying to grab at him as best you could while you kicked your legs out in an attempt to escape his grip. All while you cried into his hand, the tears beginning to run down your face.

Phinks kept holding you, knowing that eventually you'd run out of steam.

And after a few minutes like that, you did. Now you were still, shaking in his grip while you continued to sob into his hand.

It was the second time he'd had his arms around you, he noted. Odd how the first two times you had physical contact with each other you ended up being held against him in some way. Odd, but he didn't mind it.

He noticed when you began to move again, trying to wiggle one of your arms out of his grip. The reason for that turned out to be in an effort to adjust the towel you were wearing. During the time when you were struggling, it had become loose and fallen open. Now that you weren't in as much of a panic, you were clearly feeling embarrassed and wanted to cover yourself.

Phinks decided to take a chance and took his hand off your mouth, and while you let out a shaky breath after, there were no more attempts to scream on your part. He hummed as he adjusted the towel so you were covered again, happy that you weren't being difficult. At least for now.

Once that was done, he wrapped that other arm around you, making you continue to sit like that with him. The drops of water that had remained on your hair and skin were soaking into the material of his tracksuit, but he took more note of what he smelled when he breathed in. A nice scent on your skin – that body wash you'd bought earlier.

As much as he wanted to say that he liked it, it'd probably be a weird thing to mention that he thought you smelled nice, at least in this situation.

He refocused when he saw you glance over your shoulder, still trembling as you looked at him. You probably wanted to know what was going to happen to you, but you didn't seem willing to say anything.

Since you wouldn't speak, he went first.

“I was being nice to you earlier and you blew me off,” said Phinks.

A sob was still coming out with every other breath, but you managed to pull yourself together enough to begin to form a response.

“I-I-I'm s-sor-”

“Don't say that you're sorry again. I heard enough of that earlier.”

You quickly clamped your mouth shut while he continued.

“Do you know why I'm here?” he asked.

You didn't say anything at first, seeming hesitant to answer.

Phinks huffed.

“You wouldn't stop talking when you found that guy in the lot; now you're barely speaking even when I want you to.”

That statement of his seemed to confirm some things in your head.

“Why did you try so hard for that guy, anyway?” Phinks then asked.

When you didn't answer that time, he chose to ignore that and continued with “what I don't get is how long it took you to realize that you were in a dangerous situation. You thought that the guy had been shot and didn't think that there'd be repercussions for trying to help him?”

“You... You heard that?” you asked.

“You weren't being very quiet; anyone could've heard you.”

“..... You killed those people?” you whispered.

“That's a stupid question, don't you think?”

“... Are you going to kill me?”

In response to that, Phinks finally loosened his grip so he could turn you and have you face him. Your hands immediately went to clutch at your towel and you looked terrified and confused.

Phinks still remembered how you'd been with that guy. How you'd begged him to help you help him, how you'd smiled at him as you told him that he'd make it, how easily you opened yourself up to a dying man and tried to make him promise that the two of you would talk again once he recovered from his injuries.

How you gripped his hand in an attempt to comfort him.

That thought had Phinks reaching over and grabbing one of the hands you had clutched against yourself. You let out a soft yelp as he pulled it away from you while he focused on how soft your hand felt in his.

Why had such an action stayed with him?

…..

He once again decided that he didn't want to think about it.

“I won't kill you,” he said, realizing that he hadn't answered your question.

“Why?” you asked.

Instead of answering, Phinks pulled you in closer, ignoring the way you began to panic when you saw how close his face was getting to yours. You were trying to escape the hold he had on you again, and when that didn't work, you pressed your free hand against his chest to try and keep him away from you.

He grabbed that hand as well.

When Phinks pressed his lips against yours, you whimpered.

He ignored it, far too taken by the thought of how nice it felt to have you like this.

Without anything to hold it up, the towel ended up falling off of you completely, and once again you let out a sad noise against his lips.

Phinks didn't do anything that time.

That was your own fault.

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crushedsweets · 9 months ago

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hey sucker! 😋😋

what would the creeps do for valentine’s day?

like yknow, would some be given small treats or do others treat it like a regular day?

happy belated valentines day! hope you guys had fun and shared some love with everyone around you! this is the closest youre gonna get to x reader content from me.

AGAIN THIS IS SET IN MY AU!!! MY AU IS PRETTY DETAILED AND HAS AN OVERARCHING STORYLINE WITH PRE-ESTABLISHED FRIENDSHIPS, SETTINGS, JOBS, CHARACTER ARCS AND WHATNOT....... so :3 yeah.

Tim and Brian probably don't do much. They'll totally grab some chocolates/candy and eat it, but just cuz its there, not as a gift. if they had a partner, they'd just go get some dinner.. flowers, basic stuff. put on an unironed button up and pick their partner up LOL.

toby might do something depending on where he is in the story. early on, he is not doing SHIIIIT. deep into his friendship with nina(who opens up a lot of his emotional vulnerabilities n stuff), he might feel a little inclined to pick up some flowers for some of the girls in his life (nina, clocky, kate, lazari) just cuz he used to do something small for his sister/mom when he was younger (cuz frank never did shit). if he had a partner, he'd def wanna do jewelry and classic flowers. he likes necklaces and rings and piercings and stuff, doesnt wear them much cuz they get in the way, but likes seeing people wear stuff he got. he's the type to make them turn around so he could put the necklace on them, but if they even slightly laugh at him trying to be sweet, he's getting mad HAHA. "ok nevermind im returning this you fucking suck" (jokingly.. but he is embarrassed). would just wanna stay home though, no nights out or anything

clocky would paint stuff. she'd give nina a portrait of herself cuz nina loooves being someone's muse, do some nice art of forest creatures and leave some notes for toby. she'd feel pretty awkward about it just cuz even when she was with her highschool boyfriend, she wasn't good at giving or receiving affection. if she's gifted any flowers (which she will be getting), she's absolutely pressing them and either sealing them in some paintings, or putting it in frames that hold her old art/art she picked up at thrifts. if she had a partner, she'd obviously paint them or something. i could see her spending a long time working through a journal to gift them, making every 3 pages a painting, drawing, or journal entry expressing something. "today you and i went to get lunch. i think the place was way too expensive, but you liked it." and then empty pages for her partner to fill in with whatever they want.

nina. ok come on. lets be serious. its nina. she's gonna buy everyone(as in toby, clocky, kate, jane, liu) one expensive gift (cologne, watches, shoes, jewelry, makeup) and then throw together mini bouquets, notes, and probably shop lift other smaller stuff cuz 'IM BROKE I SPENT TOO MUCH I HAVE TO' LOLLL.. she's the type to literally decorate her house for it, putting up some of clocky's more romantic paintings (cuz she has a collection of clocky's work), setting out heart-shaped coasters, bringing out heart shaped pillows.... honestly she probably already had those.... she'd absolutely plan galentines dinner for her friends, bake cookies, everything. if she had a partner, it would be really similar. she likes to spoil people, gift giving and acts of service are her ways of showing love - buuuut she does want to be spoiled in return, so physical affection and quality time is what she wants to receive. she wants to be treated like a princess, be picked up, have her doors opened for her, told she looks beautiful, etc.

jack is even less likely to do something than toby. before the sacrifice, he'd grab a cheap bag of individually wrapped chocolates and give them to people he knew around campus. i could see him buying the same chocolates and leaving it in his cabin. telling whoever visits him to take some. nina would leave him some flowers too(say its also from toby) and he'd be really grateful, cuz she'd be very sure to get him whatever he thinks smells the nice. that way he can still appreciate it. if he had a partner, YOU KNOW HE'S COOKING THE MOST BEAUTIFUL DINNER AT HOME. he's cleaning up, very awkwardly trying to dress nice. black button up, slacks, slick his hair back(or he'd just do whatever his partner says looks best, not too concerned with his own preference). he'd feel sooo fucking embarrassed and very nervous but he just wants to make it special. he'd write a long love letter, too

jeff isnt doing shit for anyone. he'll go steal some chocolate and mind his own business. if he had a partner, one that he ACTUALLY loved and wanted to keep around. maybe he'd pick up some flowers and chocolate, mainly cuz he knows thats the bare minimum sort of gift. he'd let them demand that day from him, which takes a LOT for him to let anyone feel entitled to HIS time. if he knows they have higher expectations (dinner, a letter, etc) he'd probably bitch and moan and be like "ugh you already know im into you why do i gotta do this shit" but if theyre serious, he'd probably do it. half assed though...

kates also not doing anything unprompted. she wouldnt even know the day is coming around. her only memories of valentines day would be passing out some candy and cards around class in elementary school, but once she was in the forest, nobody gave HER shit. she might pick some flowers and wrap it in some paper for people , but ONLY if she KNOWS they're getting something for her. like, she'd pick nina some flowers cuz she knows ninas doing something regardless, but she wouldnt get toby anything cuz she wouldnt have expected it from him. then shed feel bad. if she had a partner, again it'd be similar. she KNOWS she needs to put in the effort, but she doesnt exactly have the resources... the farm does pay her some cash since she works with the animals, but she mostly just gives it straight to toby so he can buy stuff for the cabin. but she'd keep it this time around, and quietly ask toby if he could come with her to get some stuff for them. some sweets, a necklace, scribble out a little letter. smth sweet.

janes married. and she goes all out of her wife. buys her like a 3dozen bouquet of red roses, sets reservations at nice restaurants, makes mary breakfast the morning of. all of that. i dont even know how to go into detail on this because thats just how it is for her, theres not some turmoil for her to work through. she'd also start getting sally some stuff. plushies holding hearts, balloons, sweet things like that. if she had a partner...WELL SHE ALREADY DOES!!!!

if liu knows nina is going to gift him something expensive, he's doing the same. he's going to grab her flowers and maybe some shoes or something he knows she's had her eye on. he wouldn't be really subtle about it, just text her "whats on your wishlist right now" LOLLL... he just appreciates nina's presence (after they get over the jeff situation) and likes having a little sister to spoil. he'd probably send jane a bouquet of flowers with a thank you note, since jane did a lot for him. if he had a partner, it would also be very stereotypical. date plans, picking them up, flowers, etc. he'd LOOOOVE to make one of those big baskets filled to the brim with random shit. would wanna come home and draw a nice bubble bath and have some wine. stuff like that in general...

ben, lulu, ann, and dina wouldnt do anything and wouldnt get a partner. lazari would draw some pictures for her friends! sally will draw something for jane and mary

#creeped #not everyone gets equal love cuz...idk #uhh #ticci toby #clockwork #nina the killer #eyeless jack #jeff the killer #jane the killer #homicidal liu #creepypasta headcanons #creepypasta fandom #i like when u guys call me sucker im like :D HAYYY

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50 feel good fics for sad/bad days

alright sooo i meant to post this a while ago but life got in the way so here it finally is!! considering recent....news, maybe it was just a blessing in disguise & the universe had me wait until we really needed some feel good fics. i had a lot to recommend, but instead of making a list that was 545311 miles long, i’m gonna split it into two parts. so here’s part 1! happy (belated) valentine’s day (especially to @lemonade-soul -- hope you enjoy this now that it’s finally here lol) !!!!!

the order: alphabetical !

5 golden rules by ladidah (4k)

look our mans harry is just out here trying his best and ya know what? louis is obsessed with it and him and i am obsessed with them and this fic

you smile like the sun by softspoken (1k)

i simply do not think i could explain how cute this fic is so i just need you to read it and then you’ll understand

a+ for effort by embro (7k)

look me in the eye and tell me that nervous harry, protective/supportive louis, shy flirting n banter on harry’s part n innuendos and obvious flirting on louis’ part, and both of them being teachers doesn’t sound amazing to you

all i need is oxygen (and you) by @lululawrence / lululawrence (11k)

sus writes the cutest slow burns that always leave a smile on your face. harry pining over louis & louis weaseling his way into harry’s life ??? does it get any better ???

anybody have a map? by @2tiedships2 / 2tiedships2 (13k)

the way melanie writes louis’ internal monologue but also just dialogue in general is so *french kiss*. i adore her fics!!!

ain’t that a kick in the head! by keysmashlesbian & @karasunonolibero (22k)

this is such a funny fic but it’s also so cute i could read it 3823748 times and not get bored

all your mates are here by @londonfoginacup / ladylondonderry (36k)

have you been looking for a lovely crack abo lite fic set during christmas? if so, you’ve come to the right place! here she is!

as golden as the coast by softandslow (12k)

the visualizations & descriptions & relationship dynamics written in this are so cute and pure. captain niall always wins baby !!!

back to seventeen by @ireallysawanangel / crimsontheory (26k)

listen, when i say i have a thing for harry crushing on louis before they even interact in the fic, i mean it. this is such a cute and sexy take on childhood crush to lovers. i’ve said it once & i’ll say it again -- i adore the way nicole writes their dynamic & you will too!!

baby thinking of you keeps me up at night by ballsdeepinjesus (9k)

something about the way louis goes from condescending & over it in every way in regards to harry to just like fully in it and infatuated w him soothes my soul sm. and the way harry’s just there, ready for him like ‘oh fuck yeah lets goooo’. i’m obsessed. plus it’s got thigh fucking and we love thigh fucking

breathless for an eternity by cabinbythesea (7k)

i mean ok listen this is essentially mostly just porn w some plot but!!! i adore larry’s’ dynamic and the way you can tell that they clearly have an instant connection and that they care about each other and are so supportive to each other and i just ugh. such a good fic.

charm your pants off by @evilovesyou / 4ureyesonly28 (2k)

look louis just wants to take a cute patient on a date and who can blame him???

darling, can’t you see by @tommokat / tommokat (11k)

this!! fic!! is!! so!! cute!! the way louis & harry’s relationship changes and develops throughout the fic is so heartwarming and cute and the smut at the end???? andi very pleasantly surprised me w the smut and i am so happy about it

everywhere and nowhere by @2tiedships2 / 2tiedships2 (16k)

the way harry courts louis & wins him over is so cute!!! once again, i love how mel writes out their relationships, the banter, the internal monologues, etc. would def recommend

freeze this moment in a frame and stay like this by @rosesau / rosesau (5k)

niall truly takes one for the team in honor of harry’s infatuation constantly like the good bff he is and you know what? it lands him a no-longer-moping harry and a new bff louis. the way that as soon as they have a bridge to get to each other, larry become inseparable is truly *chef’s kiss*

found my hallelujah by @ireallysawanangel / crimsontheory (34k)

if you were wondering, no i will not shut up about this fic ever. there is some angst in this, but i’d say it’s more hurt/comfort overall than anything. right off the bat, harry & louis are enamored w each other & it’s so cute n lovely (look nicole all i’m saying is that i would pay such good money for a part 2 lemme tell u. speaking of which, i actually just realized that i think i left this comment almost word for word on the fic LMAO)

give a little sing to the singles by @londonfoginacup / ladylondonderry (31k)

look i’m obsessed with emmu’s advent calendar fics & what about it ???? the crack is just written so well while still keeping things realistic and i love seeing harry’s relationship w everyone change & develop as the story goes. not to mention niall’s plotline?? and the ending??? where’s that lady gaga gif when you need it??

gorgeous (it makes me so mad) by @artxghoul / resurrectdead (29k)

i have raved about this fic before & i will continue to rave about it!! no one can stop me!! i adore how cracky but still cute and sweet and hot and wonderful it is from the moment larry meet until the very end it’s got the best vibes. the plot twist at the end makes it 10x better too.

i made a map of your stars by @brightbluelou / brightbluelou (5k)

not only is this a super adorable popular louis worms his way into shy harry’s life, i think it’s also a lovely fic that touches on making friends who accept you and help you feel comfortable when you’ve got anxiety. it’s such a cute lil fic and i adore it

i’ll be there by @allwaswell16 / allwaswell16 (5k)

as you may have guessed, enemies to lovers can make me a bit wary. but i trust anitra so i read this anyway (i may or may not have read this before we became friends but that is neither here nor there thank u) and i’m so glad i did!!! it’s so cute n cracky n i adore it n their relationship development

i’ve been thinking ‘bout it all day by @kingonafiftymetreroad / lsforever (7k)

she’s a slow burn (techincally. or i’m just impatient. but who’s to say honestly), but she’s so cute. i know i keep saying it about these fics, but the way larry’s dynamic is written!!!!! larry’s friendship is so cute that you really don’t even notice until they cross the line to more than friends and you’re like ‘oh hell yeah, here we go!’

just one look (and i fell so hard) by @disgruntledkittenface / disgruntledkittenface (15k)

the way louis is just so protective & supportive of harry & their dynamic comes so easily is adorable & like watching a flower bloom. i love this fic sm

just jump by @jaerie / jaerie (9k)

louis helping harry come out of his shell is so cute n sexy at the same time ugh we love to see it

kiss from a rose by @chloehl10 / lovelarry10 (15k)

shy, anxious harry getting secret admirer notes??? louis being a cute lil soft bean with him????? i cry, i really truly do

knock knock, i love you by beautlouis (86k)

if you’re interested in ~90k words worth of fluff & larry falling in love, read this asap immediately!!!

late night talking by @kingsofeverything / kingsofeverything (53k)

lauren knows how i feel about this fic bc i gave her live commentary unprovoked, but like??? it’s so good??? i told her that i think louis is sneak dating harry and she didn’t confirm this but she didn’t deny it either, sooooo. it’s the theory i’m going with hehe. flirty louis and cautious yet yearning harry are written so well. this also appreciates the ‘hey babe’ lyric from written all over your face in the way that it was simply meant to be appreciated.

let our hearts collide by @crinkle-eyed-boo / crinkle-eyed-boo (76k)

ok!!!!! listen!!!! i’m not saying she’s not angsty, b u t !!!! this shit is so good. you’re guaranteed to leave with a smile. kim does such a good job of creating & developing louis and harry’s relationship while (sometimes to my dismay) remembering to also keep up liam & harry’s relationship for as long as it’s necessary LMAO. but it’s just such a lovely, heartwarming fic that makes any tears it might also produce so worth it

lazy days and pancakes for two by @cyantific / cyantific (4k)

ugh this fic is so cute. when i betaed it, my heart was constantly melting at the fluff and i was constantly giggling bc of the banter & humor incorporated. it’s just so sweet and gives you such a realistic vision into what their irl daily life on days off might be like i cry

midnight memories by grand buzz (2k)

i would cry if there were a sequel to this. the author does such a good job at giving you a visual of harry being endeared yet exasperated with louis and louis being unapologetically mischievous as well and i’m here for it !!

masterpiece by rainbowslovehl (11k)

ok so, like. take fetus x factor larry’s dynamic of harry quite literally chasing after louis and just hoping to impress him with every breath he takes but just like. with grown adults. that is larry’s dynamic in this fic and i am telling u, it’s so good and cute and funny and read it asap pls

may we all have a vision now and again by @gaycousinlarry / momentofclarity (4k)

the best way i can describe this fic is bittersweet, but in the best way. louis can and will make harry feel unprecedented emotions in any & every universe

make him want to sin @becomeawendybird / quickedween (9k)

i mean, harry immediately infatuated and louis immediately being flirty? am i nothing if not predictable? there are some plot twists as well! well. for harry at least. the reader has hindsight 20/20 hehe. i’m also obsessed w the dynamic at the table.

my saddle’s waiting by realitybetterthanfiction (28k)

listen, this fic has a special place in my heart bc it’s based in chicago yes, sure bUT the character & relationship developments that take place throughout the whole thing is phenomenal. i think the subtle things in this fic really make it so captivating

nothing but a little bit of love by cabinbythesea (7k)

this says it’s not rated but it gets quite steamyyy at some points. but i’m just a sucker for louis chasing and seducing harry and showering him with love and that’s quite literally what this is and we do absolutely love to see it

our lives, non-fiction by @indiaalphawhiskey / indiaalphawhiskey (113k)

ok look, there is actually a decent amount of angst in this, but imo it’s v much hurt/comfort as well. the way india writes smut & dirty talk??? *french kiss* but even more than that, the character development, relationship development?? how louis & marcel support each other once they find even ground??? this fic will leave you w a smile and some tears to go w it and i’m obsessed. it’s on the longer end, but so worth it (i am in fact doing a fic rec list on long fics bc it’s me and who am i if i don’t continue to make fic rec lists in 2023???)

packed lunches, sticky fingers, and accidental levitation by @londonfoginacup / ladylondonderry (10k)

this has such phenomenal writing & like idk if this was intended to be read like a crack fic but it’s got such crack fic enegy and i’m obsessed w that. it’s also such a fucking creative fic it’s actually kinda mindblowing imo

promise not to fade away by you_explode (9k)

one thing i love about this fic is that it could’ve very easily been incredibly angsty and a slow burn. but instead the author decided to have mercy on us and make it short, fluffy, and sweet. and threw in some hot smut as well. it’s just so soft and wonderful and i’m so ?? i think this is one of the first fics i ever read from this fandom & it’s never left my mind since

ready to fall by @crazyupsetter / whoknows (21k)

this is the perfect combo of crack x serious/sweet imo. who is louis if not sneaky, mischievous & a tease and who is harry if not infatuated w louis, persistent & accommodating?? a wonderful pair, we love to see it. obsessed !

stars will align for us by @2tiedships2 / 2tiedships2

since mel mostly writes omega louis (& phenomenally at that!) you better believe i savor the absolute shit out of this omega harry fic. just the way louis does his best to protect harry and weasels his way into harry’s life while he always maes sure he’s okay and that harry knows he enjoys spending time with him and i just ???? my heart melts everytime i read it

stood up by panda_bear21 (8k)

listen i have a thing for punk louis & harry already crushing on louis before they interact during a fic (i blame the way fetus harry was so obviously obsessed w louis for this) and this fic has both of those things. there is some light angst & mentioning of closeting, but the fluff so v much outweighs it.

staring across the room by @allwaswell16 / allwaswell16 (26k)

harold thinks he can resist the charms of louis tomlinson but really ... he should know better than that. this fic is so cute, sweet, and the sequel???? my heart!!!! this fic has my heart through n through n through

‘sup by @mediawhorefics / mediawhore (6k)

i! love! larry’s! dynamic! in! this! especially when harry puts his foot in his mouth and louis chases him down and is like ‘yeah, no. we’re gonna talk, darling.’ i cry and i laugh. sidenote: louis saying ‘sit your ass down’ is everything to me

single bells ring by @absoloutenonsense / nonsensedarling (16k)

i love this non-traditional abo take !!! the way louis’ attitude changes the second he lays eyes on / talks to harry is the funniest and cutest thing. louis is so mischievous and harry is so coy and the lil plot twist at the end wins you over without a doubt

tell me what you need by @disgruntledkittenface / disgruntledkittenface (2k)

listen. we have mischievously flirting louis. we have always-puts-a-foot-in-his-mouth-but-still-manages-to-endear-louis-anyway harry. we truly do love to see it!

the first time i ever saw your face by sweetrevenge (5k)

this has such a cute plot twist that i didn’t see coming, but adored! this is essentially just harry swooning over louis & honestly?? who can blame him??? not me!!!

when did i first know? i always knew by @panye / eynap (7k)

stephanie works hard at producing fine shiall content and i am here to recommend her lovely work to you. we’ve got larry, we’ve got ziam, we’ve got romance, we’ve got a proposal, we’ve got smut. what more could you ask for??? read it. appreciate it. love it.

why’d you come in here looking like that? by @homosociallyyours / homosociallyyours (7k)

i’m someone who doesn’t love it when miscommunication is a plot device so i love that megan had them talk out any confusion that, let’s be honest, can very easily happen when online dating. but the cute, awkward flirting and banter is so good. i love this fic from how soft louis is with marcel at the end and the way louis asks him out as well ???? my heart !!!!

we’re watching a television with no sound by orphan account (2k)

harry and louis’ immediate connection is so sweet and cute. just like the way they’re so tactile and comfortable w each other within minutes of meeting & you can feel the fond so strongly is just *chef’s kiss* honesty. i reread this fic like monthly, if not bi-weekly.

you’ve been taking up my mind by styleandsin (10k)

fanboy!harry/famous!louis ?? on a recommended list of mine ?? who’s shocked ?? absolutely no one. i love the premise of this fic and how their relationship/dynamic changes n develops quickly but in a way that doesn’t actually feel too fast -- just like irl tbh

young hearts on the chase by @polaroidlouis / daffodilsforlou (7k)

i love the spin that this has where the omega does the courting. the way louis just .... lets harry weasel his way into louis’ daily routine is top tier. they’re so soft and fluffy w each other it’s just so cute pls read this thnak u

please remember to leave kudos & comments on any of the fics that you read and/or enjoy!!!!

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