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core4writes · 2 years ago

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Heyy , can you plz make a 'sam and colby x reader' , serial killer fic . Like the ghostface types from the movie scream . Sam and colby are the killers . Like they're yandere for her or something ? :) THANK YOU SO MUCH

did i make you scream?//sam and colby

A/N: @/golbrocklovely made a fic like this called we went mad just minus the yandere part but i will attempt this, also i LOVE scream!!

|| non-famous!sam and colby x reader

|| she/her pronouns

trigger warnings: mention of murder, curing, mentions of sex, mentions of Voyeurism, blood and slight gore,

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Here I was at a police station, in an interrogation room. I have been sitting here for the past hour doing nothing, they just put me in here and said they will be with me “shortly”. I put my head down on the cold sliver table, it was refreshing to feel something cold as it was hot in here or was it just me? I put my head up again and look at the chair in front of me, that's where the guy or whoever is supposed to sit. The silence was thick, as I have not said a word in like an hour.

Someone walks in, a girl and a guy. The guy was wearing a baseball cap with a Plano T-shirt, and a badge on his cargo pants, the girl was wearing a yellow blouse with regular old black skinny jeans. She had a clipboard in one hand, and a water bottle in the other.

They sit down, “listen you're not in trouble, we just wanna ask you some questions.” the lady in yellow said, she sat down the water bottle “This is you, I'm Detective Drew and this is Detective Mike we are going to just be asking you questions.” Drew reassured, “What's your name and date of birth?”

It took me a sec to take this in, this is really happening. “My name is Y/n y/m/n Y/l/n, and my Date of birth is January 1, 1997.” now after a couple of questions about me they started to ask the real questions, why I was here and what got me here.

“What happened on February 14?” Mike asked.

“In order for me to tell you, you have to understand what lead up to it.” I say.

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January 1st, 2020:

It was my birthday, and a new year too I guess...Anyway, I am known for having big parties but only on my birthday any otheroccasion I will be at someone else's party. For my 23rd birthday, I wanted to make it big so I told my friends to invite their friends even people I didn't know. Me and my friend Misty went shopping, we went to an alcohol store to a Walmart back to an alcohol store.

Now when the party started there were like 100 people than 200, I couldn't let more people in cause my house is not that big. 40 minutes into the party my friend Jake walks up to my with two of his friends following behind him, “yo, y/n what's up!” he yelled over the music “hey what's up, do you wanna shot?”

He takes the shot of alcohol out of my hand and downs it with no shame, I take quick notice of the two boys behind Jake, o ne had black hair and was wearing a loose tank top with black sweatpants and Converse. The other r one had a loose big purple T-shirt with white pants.

I look back at the one with dark hair is and lock eyes with him, I could tell his eyes are really blue. My eyes snapped back to Jake, “Oh, you said I could invite anyone so I invited Sam and Colby.” Jake said pointing to them.

I went in and hugged them both, Sam first then Colby last but Colby's hug lasted longer than expected it was like he was smelling me, Sam pulled him off me and pulled have im away into the crowd of people. I look at Jake “That was...weird.” Jake giggles.

A few days later I got a package. the package came at midnight, a knock on the door happened and I didn't answer at first cause I thought it was a ding dong ditch so I didn't answer. Then it happened again so I answer, expecting it to be my boyfriend I empty the door swiftly with a smile but all I see is nothing.

I look down at my welcome home mat and see a box placed on top of it, I pick it up thinking maybe it's my ring light that's presumed to come in but the box is light. I bring it in and put it on the tabletop “What the fuck is this.” Misty said I shrug my shoulders and open it, it was a notebook with my name on it. The notebook was wrapped in plastic wrap, I rip it open to read and maybe my boyfriend did something sweet for me.

The first page was a link, a link to a video of course. So I move away from Misty and the kitchen to go to my office by myself, I open my computer and type in the link to the mystery video. Oh my, it was a 5-minute video of me and my boyfriend having sex.

This was confusing, it looked like someone was recording us from a window, the video went in and out of focus. You can even hear moans from the background, but our window was closed so who was that deep voice whimpering? all of the sudden the video cam goes down to show a man jerking off to us having us. My heart dropped when I seen the tiny hand tattoo, it looked like that boy that I met from the party. colby.

I close the tap quickly and I take a deep breath I open the book to read the rest, but the rest was all pictures of me. Every single page, I got out of my seat in a rush to see Misty to show her this hell show of a book.

But the lights turned off, or as some of you would say the power went out. I turn my phone flashlight on, and I yell out Misty's name. “Misty! Turn back on the power and look at this book!” but no answer, I went to the kitchen because that's where she last was but no sign of her. I looked up in her room even in the living room she was nowhere so I decided to turn the power on myself. I went down to the basement and as soon as I was close to the last step, I see Misty's head hangin g in front of my face, her chopped-off hat that had exes on each of her eyes, her blonde hair was messy, and God knows where the rest of her body went.

I screamed and ran upstairs, rushing to call 911 on my phone but every time I would call it would send me an automatic voice message " Sorry the Kansas police station cannot reach you right now we are currently busy. Try another time." and I kept calling and kept calling and kept calling but no answer so I decided to ask my neighbor for help.

trying to leave my house was a big mistake because as soon as I open the front door I see Sam holding a knife I automatically – and head for the back door until I see Colby at the back door, holding a vase. "why are you doing this?” I asked.

“ Because I love you.” he throws a vase at me, but I managed to dodge and try to dash upstairs to hide, but Sam catches up to me and cuts the knife into my back. I scream and screech in pain. As I fall to the floor, both men standing in front of me, watching me, bleed out, probably to my death, and they ask me one thing .”

“ did I make you scream?”

and now, next thing, I know, I'm walking up in the hospital and now I'm in a police investigation room. That night still haunts me to this day will haunt me, even more, is that they're currently out there and the police are looking for them but they're not trying their best.

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harrysmimi · 3 years ago

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Periwinkle: Chp 2

His Hoodie

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It was the next day of his hair appointment at YN's Salon, it was not so busy that day so he got special treatment and a hair cut from YN herself. He had to put all his trust in her as she was still a trainee and not a professional quite yet.

It was a Friday, the busiest day for YN at the Salon. He felt guilty as he was sat on his sofa hearing the phone ring going to her, the call almost went on voicemail when she answered.

"Hey-llo!" She said.

"Hey, YN I am sorry I'm disturbing you I-"

"Harry, I am sorry can you give me a second please?" She asked to which he hummed, the call went silent for a little while, "I am sorry about that Sandy was being annoying like always. What's up?"

"It's okay, I called to ask if you're free today? We can maybe hang out?" He asked.

"Oh," she sounded very taken back, "I, I have a very busy day but I can check if I can clock out early. Is there something special today?"

"Not really, it's fine if you're not free. It's just that I can't really go back home my mum's on a vacation with my step dad, my sister left yesterday. Thought we could you know... hang out." Harry explained.

"Oh yeah, that's totally fine with me." She agreed, "I'll text you an hour before I clock out, okay?"

"Yeah, see you." He truly felt happy to end that call. He just got dressed in a black hoodie and for a change, a pair dark washed skinny jeans.

It was finally when YN had texted him that she is waiting for him at the front of his building. They both had originally planned to go to this club so he was thinking they'd take a cab or something. He noticed YN rolled the window once she saw him.

"Get in looser we're going clubbing!" She exclaimed making him laugh. He hopped into the passenger seat. "Got your ID?"

"Yup!" He nodded.

He tried to be subtle taking a look at YN's outfit. She's got a pair of black knee boots, black denim shorts with a red lacy crop top with spaghetti straps.

Wow, she really must love spaghetti, eh?

Her outfit went very well with her faded red hair a bold red lip. There was a single tattoo on her body, two green veil intertwining into a shape of DNA with tiny purple flowers along the veil, perfect etched into her skin on the right side of her right wrist. It was very pretty, at least prettier than all of his random tattoos. He opted not to as for the meaning behind it in case it's too personal.

YN had actually cancelled her plans with her friends just so she can hang out with him. She had plans to go bar hopping with her friends and had it all figured out that the girls are going to be matching in red.

It was the colour of the day, representing love, anger, and lust. All the emotions individual of her friends were going through. She felt bad, but it wasn't like her friends seem to mind at all, the girls are very understanding and she didn't lie about why she cancelled. Also, it was her turn to be the mother of the group and not drink much or nothing at all as she was going to be driving.

"Where do you want to go?" He asked.

"To this new club called Peculiar, my friend said the bibe is amazing there!" She explained, "wait, you don't do any drugs like other college kids right? 'cause I do not condone that."

"No, I don't. I rarely drink," Harry explained, he doesn't condone that either.

"It's going be fun then, I won't be drinking as I've got to drive." She said.

For sure they're going to have fun, the vibe at the club was insane. Harry was smart enough to wear a button down under his hoodie just in case and it came handy as she stripped his hoodie before they went in. It was going to be a fun night!

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It wasn't a good idea!

No really, it wasn't a good idea to let alcohol take over her mind that way. He was drunk and she was drunk too. That doesn't give an excuse for them to sleep with each other last night.

Dhe blamed herself for starting it when they were both completely sober. But he played along too.

The loud music by Beyoncé, Single Ladies was booming through the speakers when they entered the club. It was Harry who had dragged her to the dance floor instead of going straight to the bar to grab him a drink.

"Don't you want anything to drink?" She asked being dragged by Harry.

"Nope, we can just enjoy sober, I don't want you to take care of my clingy and drunk ass," he leaned closer to her so she can hear him properly. It did not failed to pass chills down her spine.

"It's okay, you can if you want," she shrugged.

"Come on," he wasn't going to listen to her, was he now?

They danced away for the entire song making up their own moves and of course doing the iconic Single Ladies choreography. The songs shifts to more of Britney Spears' it was a very fun night.

Who's fault it was? Harry was the first one to rest his hands on her swaying hips, but is her wrapping her arms around his neck was any better? It wasn't that late as Harry had pulled her closer wrapping his own arms around her hips, dangerously close to her bum. Her fingers were tangled into hair on the back of his head, feeling the silkyness of the Keratin treatment he'd gotten yesterday.

"You're hair looks amazing, you're hair dresser must be a pro!" She bragged.

"Yeah, she's amazing!" He agreed making her giggling giving into her jokes and teasing throughout the night.

It was going to be too late as their mouths were mere inch apart YN had to abruptly pull away but grabbing his hand to cover up of her sudden action. She started heading towards the bar.

"I want a glass of water," she told him and he just followed her along. "Do you want to go mine we can get wasted there?" YN suggested.

"You've got a stash at yours?" Harry was surprised.

"Yeah, my Nani held a lot of those grown-up people parties there so she have these fancy wines and shit." She explained, "I was gonna go out with my friends but like it was my turn to be their mother and make sure everyone got home safely. But we kinda cancelled. I originally planned to go home and get wasted alone, it's very boring though."

"No you cancelled your plans?" He cooed feeling bad, "I'm sorry, you should have told me that!"

"It's fine," she sipped her water, "my offer still stands!"

"Fuck yeah," he agreed.

That was that. They were sat on her sofa binging random episodes Love Island on her laptop and bitching about random contestants, on their way to empty out a decently expensive looking bottles of top-shelf Vodka and Gin. Completely wasted with a rather—what Harry said— weird combination of alcohol.

"Why have I never watched it, the drama in this everything!" YN slurred on her words as she chugged down what was remaining in her glass. Lastly her laptop ran out of charge so their conversation shifted to his family. He went on and on about how amazing and cool his mum and sister are, which YN loved to hear about!

After all there was no family drama in his family unlike hers. Most of his talk she was busy taking his carefully crafted features. Most people her age habe been waiting to have their glow up, but this boy right in front of her looks like he's been carved and sculpted by God himself! Or is he a mythological god himself? Who knows, and who cares!

All she could focus was his deep, raspy and drunk voice bragging about his mum's Apple pie recipe which he promised to make her once. His mesmerising eyes were full of nothing but comfort. She had way too much alcohol in her system to make sense of her staring at him like that might not me the best move. He's just gotten out of a year long relationship. But can she resist the plus pink of his lips?

The tip of his nose bounced at the very slightest as he talked and smiled, dimples dented his cheeks pretty prominently. His mouth looked way too tempting making the urge to feel them on hers which was the first time, before she have been able to have a control over action if not her feelings. But she's borderline in love with him, would it be too much to say that? She didn't know really if you ask. She have saved herself by not asking him out and just admiring him from a distance not wanting to be someone's relationship wrecker.

She knew how it felt like to be cheated on, if for the fact Harry would have any intention to double date her keeping his girlfriend at the time a secret. He doesn't seem like that kind of guy, and she wasn't the type to come in between a completely healthy couple. Her not knowing he had a girlfriend would never be an excuse and disrespectful of the girl code she followed.

But he's broken up with her, right? She thinks he have broken up with her or why would he waste his time with her rather than be busy mending things with his girlfriend?

Was it wrong that she wanted to kiss him that bad that she didn't even notice she has been staring at his mouth the whole time?

She would never admit to anyone but she has been going through a lot after her Grandma's demise. It have taken a toll on her but since she can remember she have mastered the art of dealing with her shit on her own. Getting help for anything has never been a thing for her. Sandy— the manager at the Salon— have suggested her to join a Grief Support Groups but YN is rather a stubborn one. Talking about her loss made things worse for her, especially with strangers.

Harry is basically a stranger too. She feels rather comfortable with him than with her own friends dhe have known for over three to four years.

She was taken back when Harry just stopped talking and she felt his mouth on hers, but she pulled away. At least she have some sense of reality check!

"This is wrong Harry, you have a girlfriend." She managed to say before he kissed again. Gently his lips moved along with her. She felt the weight of his hands on either sides of her face as his thumb rubbed comforting pets on the apple of her cheeks.

"I've broken with her," he gave her the explanation but not a chance for her to say anything his lips were back on hers. Her skin warmed up under his touch, one his hand made his way down from her neck to, her shoulder to her waist to finally behind her thigh urging her get up on his lap.

There was guilt. A lot of guilt from YN's side. It was the lack of comfort in a gentle way taking control over her feelings and her actions, alcohol wasn't the only thing to blame here. Contact with him felt safe enough for her to just give in and devour the moment they have both gotten into. His hands on her butt were weirdly comfortable and so was his cologne.

In the matter of minutes Harry have drunkenly carried her to her bedroom. She was quick to follow his hands helping him unbutton his shit and throw it to the side. The amount of desperation was mutual.

"This okay?" He asked already tugging at the tie behind her back holding her top up.

"Mhmm," she nodded.

In a swift motion he pushed her back on the mattress hovering her form, his lips on her again as he managed to fot between in her thighs. His hand wandering down her bare skin of her back to her shorts tugging out the fabric of her top tucked in making her pull away giggling.

"Stop that tickles!"

He chuckled, "hey, are you really fine with this?"

"Yeah, I am," she nodded, "are you fine with this?"

"Yes I am," he assured her. In matter of minutes they both ended up in naked mess of a heap on fluff of her bedding.

"Wait, wait," he pecked her lips one last time before he pulled away, getting off from top of her he reached for his pants on the floor, he took out silver packet from one of it's pocket.

"You came prepared?" She looked weirded out.

"I always keep one," he said, ripped the packet open with his teeth, rolling on the latex over his length.

"Wait, wait, give me a minute!" She sighed, a little nervous.

"What's the matter?" He asked, "have you, have you done this before, we don't have to if you don't want to?"

"Never slept with someone with a dick!" She exclaimed almost making him chuckle, "and you better fucking finish what you started."

"You are one interesting person Miss!" He sighed positioning himself back in between her thighs.

Most of the night was blur, what she remembered was Harry initiating the kiss, her both of them verbally consenting to each other. YN felt guilty for enjoying and wanting to cherish every second. She wished it was just a dream and nothing else.

It was very early in the morning, lied in her bed without the curtains being drawn filled the room with bright morning rays of sun. The discomfort of the sun woke her up with a feeling of arm draped over her from behind. The tattoo of a naked mermaid and soreness between her thighs was a true conformation of last night not being a wet dream. Soft exhales on her bare back was the sign that she is completely naked and so was he, with nothing but a duvet keeping them covered. Her trying to move away woke him up which wasn't her intention at all.

"Hey, mornin'," he rasped holding onto her tighter, a soft peck of his lips was pressed on the back of her neck before he gave her the opportunity to roll on her back. His arm was still wrapped over her waist.

He seems pretty aware of what actually happened last night...

"Are you okay love?" He was suddenly into alert seeing the upset and distressed look of guilt on her pretty face.

"I don't know. Do you remember what happened last night?" She asked.

"Yeah, pretty obviously, isn't it?" He glanced at both of them twisted in her bedsheets. She clutched the duvet over her chest.

"Don't be so casual about it Harry, you just got out a relationship!" She exclaimed, "this is not right."

He was silent for a moment before asking, "do you regret it?"

"I don't know, did you?" She countered.

"I didn't," well, that took him even split second to answer, "I didn't regret one thing."

"This isn't right, what am I, just a fucking rebound?" She felt disgusted. In herself mostly.

"No, no, god no!" Harry rushed, "no you're not!"

"You got over your girlfriend of one year this easily?" Her questions was harsh but very important.

He haven't. He was aware that it isn't possible to move on that quickly. Now he was the one feeling guilty. He sighed sitting up straight and grabbed the nearest clothing piece, his hoodie from the floor and gave it to her. The time he got whilst she pulled the stitched fabric over her head wasn't enough.

Harry looked at for a minute as she patiently waited for her answer.

Ten seconds...

Thirty seconds...

One whole minute, there was no answer which was enough burst the dam of her patience.

"Get dressed and get the fuck out Harry," is all she said before getting off her bed and barging into her bathroom. She slammed the door behind her.

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It was YN's day off which ended spending whilst curing her hang over. All she did was shower for an hour, had a ritual of skin care, napped on an empty stomach.

It was like one her many traumas after her girlfriend cheated on her. Now he said he broke up with her, which shouldn't be an excuse for him to move on that quickly. What if he changes his mind and goes back to her, he basically cheated. Plus she doesn't want to end up being a rebound given the fact that they've just because friends not that long ago but have known each other for longer.

When they both first met was when YN was helping her grandma move into the small flat next door to Harry. Her grandma did not wanted to stay in their paint house alone whilst she went back packing to Italy and France alone for about half a year. The place really held very good memories for both of them, her grandma was very a very sentimental person in a very good way. She loved her grand daughter!

Anyways, she doesn't want to be involved in a cheating scandal. She's got more on her plate to deal with behind the scenes.

She was just taking out her food she ordered for home delivery when her phone started ringing. It was of course Harry, not expected but it was not a surprise either. She just let it ring the first time trying to ignore it.

Yeah, she doesn't get to decide for him about how fast or slow it should take him to move on. But it did not made her feel any less guilty about it.

She had to pick it up the third time around as he wasn't going to give up calling her all night. He's an Aquarius after all!

"Hey YN, can we talk please?" He asked.

"Yeah," she sighed.

"Not, not on a phone call. Can we meet?" He suggested.

"Not now Harry, I've got a bad headache." She denied.

"I will leave immediately if you want, I just want to talk this out please," he requested. "I, I am headed over to yours, or we don't have to meet now if you're not okay with it."

"Okay fine," she agreed.

"Okay, okay," he rushed to end the end call before she could even say anything. Not even five minutes later he was knocking on her door, she has let him in.

For the first time Harry got to look at her place, it was massive and looked very luxurious! No doubt this is where her millionaire grandma spent her money on. The pent house was on top of s very fancy building as well. From the living room outside Harry swore he got a glimpse of a swimming pool there.

But what caught his attention was a wall of pictures frames of YN and her grandma, with a small cabinet underneath with more pictures, there were two picture frames kept face down. He opted not to lurk around and take in the beauty of the place she lived in. He's come to talk.

"What do you want to talk about exactly?" She asked taking her usual seat in front of her half eaten food but not eating anything.

"About last night," he answered, "look, I, I have answer to your questions you just did gave me enough—"

"Oh cut the bullshit, you went fucking silent I asked you that—"

"I didn't know what to say," he interrupted her earning a hard look from her for that, "I'm sorry, but I didn't wanted to hurt your feelings even more by rushing it."

"Why not? People say the truth when it's rushed," she said, "is that why you wanted you to be friends in first place?"

"No you're taking this wrong, please try to understand," Harry was sat on the edge of his seat by now, "I didn't wanted to be friends with you just so I could sleep with you. That was never my intention."

"I don't know what to say," she shrugged, "I'm, I'm sorry it's just... I don't know I'm sorry."

"No, no it's okay. I understand," it took everything in him to not reach out and grab her hand, he knows that he would want to then hug her. If he hugged her then he'd want to kiss her.

Harry has spent all his day laying in bed, thinking about what happened last night. Yeah he was drunk that doesn't give him the excuse to get to get away with this. She just wanted to be good friends, even adviced him something good. All she was doing was being nice to him. Did he took mixed signals? No, fuck no!

It was just his little infatuation with her that grew bigger after alcohol had the chance to seep into his system enough that he did not wanted to control his actions. Yeah that was that. He wouldn't say he didn't like one bit of what happened last night.

"Do you like..." He hesitated, "like regret anything about, about, about last night?"

"No!"

Okay that was quick!

"You?" She asked.

"No," he repeated her answer.

"Okay," she nodded.

Silence filling up the room was very awkward yet comfortable. None of them knew what to say or what to do. Both of them as confused as the other. Harry now agrees with what YN said, they're both as stupid as each other. And it wasn't a joke.

"Look, I really don't what your intentions are. I'm just going to make this clear you can take what you want and leave the rest." She started, "I seriously don't want to be involved in cheating situation. I don't care that you broke up with your girlfriend, you might want to get back with her or not. That's none my business, I don't want to end up being a rebound. That's all."

And part of that is, she tends to catch feelings very easily and she already likes him. A lot.

"You, you are not. We were both drunk and I don't think either of us would go that far if we were not," he said and already regretted but the look on her face of acceptance was relieving to him. "You're one of the nicest people I've been friends with and I don't want this and us sleeping together last night come in the way."

"Thank you," she acknowledged his compliment. Letting out a sigh and leaving things behind she leaned back on her seat, "that doesn't mean you'll get free hair cuts, Sandy will turn into Lucifer."

He giggled, "I go to business school, I know how to keep things professional."

"Clearly," she commented, sitting down on the rug in front of the coffee table, back to eating her dinner. She was hungry okay! She skipped her breakfast and lunch trying to cure her hang over and napping all day.

"What's your plan for tomorrow?" He asked.

"Going to dye my hair Periwinkle tomorrow, it's going to take all day. And probably get some work done for school." She explained.

"Red from Periwinkle?" He asked.

"Yup!" She nodded, "what are you doing?"

"Getting a new tattoo tomorrow. Other than that I don't know, my mum is on a vacation. My sister is visiting her boyfriend's parents, all my friends are back home." He shrugged.

"You should spend this time alone you know, it's nice to have some alone time too." She suggested, "I've seen you always have people around you which is not wrong. But you know going out alone for a movie, or like a walk. Get your nails done," she pointed at his chipped painted black nails. "It's very fun."

"Will try that. I just don't like to be alone," he sighed.

"Understandable," she nodded.

"What do you think I should do? What do you usually do?" He asked now curious wanting to spend his day alone like she suggested.

"I usually stay home, bake, or try out a new hair cut technique on my Ginnie pig maniquins." She chucked at her last sentence, "or I go swim in the pool or just nap all day."

"Baking sounds fun," he commented.

"It is!" She nodded stuffing her fave with food.

Harry sat there on his claimed place not wanting to leave. He absolutely hates being alone and didn't quite understand why.

For a year he contemplated getting a pet, a fog seemed to much work, an indoor cat seemed perfect. He did find one and adopted one, but he ended up sending her home with his mum as he couldn't seem to give the cat much of attention and care with his busy schedule and work load.

"What tattoo are you getting?" YN enquired.

"Oh, just a G and A on my shoulders for my sister and mum," he explained, "G for Gemma and A for Anne, my mum."

"Aw that's sweet!" She cooed, "you've got a load of tattoos how the fuck do you sit through them?"

"For most of these I was drunk," he looked down at his left arm.

"Are you kidding me? You're not supposed to drink before getting tattoos, how did tthe tattoo artist gave you tattoo like that?" She was shocked.

"Got most of these done when I was probably fifteen- sixteen, by those ally way tattoo artist." He smiled sheepishly sinking more into his seat, "my mum was mad but she got over it."

"Of course she would be," She rolled her eyes, "my grandma was mad too when I got mine, I surprised her on her 78th birthday with it." She put down the take out container and pulled up the sleeve of the hoodie to show him the tattoo he's already seen last night.

"It's very pretty," he commented, "what does it mean?"

"It's Nani and I's birthday flower, we share the same birthday by the way," she smiled, but it was very obvious that it made her sad, "but it grew on her and she got a small flower herself on her wrist to match and surprised me." She chuckled.

"That's sweet!" He chuckled, "I didn't know she was 78 though!"

"I know right, she always got that. People would say she looks to be in her early fifties." She explained, "she took pride in that!"

"As she should," he nodded, "she was really sweet, always invited me over for meals or gave little things she made. Especially sweets and snacks!"

"Yeah, she used to tell me about it." YN nodded, "she loved to cook!"

Harry noticed she was wearing the hoodie he left at her since morning— it was a present from Gemma with his name hand embroidered by herself on the left side in the front. She got awkward and pulled the sleeve back down where as he couldn't help the little smirk daring to put itself on display. For some twisted reason he liked the idea seeing her wear something that belonged to him, none of the people he have dated before have done that.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" She mumbled, "I'll return it to you tomorrow, washed."

"It's okay," he assured her.

"I, I, I have a similar one and I, uhhh— thought it was mine." She made a horrible half excuse. Well, she didn't felt like going through her closet with a blaring headache so she had put the hoodie back on. It was kind of an gross idea but when you have a massive hang over nothing seems gross.

"You have a hoodie with my name embroidered on it?" He smirked.

"It's a plain black hoodie, I didn't saw this!" She groaned defending herself.

"Sure," he nodded trying hold back his chuckle. "You look really cute in it."

She cleared her throat awkwardly, feeling her skin heat up. She picked up the empty take out container and rushed to the kitchen.

Harry regretted taking his paid vacation from work, at least he'd have something to do and pass his time but that was really no longer a regret after he made good friends with YN.

The upcoming semester would be the last one before he graduates with his master's and back to full-time desk job again.

#harry styles #harry styles fanfiction #fanfic #fanfiction #harry styles x reader #harry styles x you #x reader #harry styles fic #harry styles x y/n #boyfriendrry #boyfriend!harry #periwinkle

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aestheticsuwu · 4 years ago

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When Our Eyes Met

Robby Keene x Doug Rickenberger

A Huge thank you to @oceluna , for giving me the boost I needed to upload this new ship !

We are blessed for having this beautiful human (@oceluna ) being for giving us a part of their time to create wonderful LawRusso content and other ships !💖😊

( Binary Boyfriends + SamxMiguel + Lawrusso ) Part 3

.... ..... .....

He should've know having Sam and Demetri as friends would only cause him trouble . Now he's being forced on a date but he didn't even know who Hawk would set him up .

For all he knows Hawk would pick a random stranger , why did he think that life would go easy on him . He really can't catch a break , okay maybe he's exaggerating a little bit .

He thinks he's allowed to be dramatic , atleast they had already decided what Demetri was going to wear , black flannel shirt with a white shirt underneath and some skinny jeans .

Heading out to go home to change as well , but not before assuring Demetri that everything would turn out fine . Hawk was in love with Demetri ass and well , vice versa .

....

He went to the kitchen to grab something to drink , his dad was there serving a cup of juice . Quickly going to cupboard and handing over the glass to his dad .

" Me and Daniel are going to watch a movie later , order some pizza wanna join . "

" I would love to dad but I got a date . "

" is she hot ? "

" Is actually a blind date . "

" She's blind ? " His dad had a funny look as he was confused , Dad L came in laughing along with Robby .

" John the person isn't blind , it just means both people don't know what they look like . Robby be safe , i want the 3 of you back at 10 "

"you got it , dad . "

Hugging his Dad L , before leaving to go change .

Johnny makes sure the coast is clear before pining Daniel against the counter .

" Guess we're having the house to ourselves , I was thinking having you in nothing but my shirt -

" Laying down in bed , just waiting for you to join me "

" mhmm " The blonde puts his hand on Daniels ass , he really had the best ass . Daniel arms holds on to his neck , as he pulls him in more closer . He leans in to kiss him .

" for us to talk about our lovely deep emotions . "

Daniel laughs at the face the blond has , he couldn't help it . He gives kiss on the cheek before leaving , with Johnny behind him .

" You really know how to kill a boner , Bambi. "

..... ..... ...

One of the things he and his dad have in common was that they really didn't know how to receive compliments . Here he was blushing and not knowing what to say as Sam and Demetri kept talking .

" Damn Robby , lookin mighty fine ! . "

" So handsome and those jeans , right Demetri ? "

" Agreed that ass is out of this world . "

" Shut up ! "

He quickly shouted as he got to the front seat , He quickly look one last time in the mirror of the car , while waiting for Sam and Demetri to get in . Pep talks were thrown , mainly for Demetri . Arriving , looking through the open glass window , they could see Hawks purple Mohawk , Miguels waving , and a taller boy .

" Hey guys " Miguel came over as the other two stayed back . He stood next to Demetri to reassure him everything was alright . It looked like hawk and his friend were fighting , until the two quickly came over .

" Everything okay ? " Demetri questioned Hawk , gosh Hawk wasn't subtle about his feelings for his best friend with that stare or gaze whatever you want to call it .

" Yeah , perfect ! Robby this is Doug Rickenberger , Doug this is Robby Keene shall we go in . "

They both incline their heads to each other for acknowledgment. Doug was way taller than him and his broad shoulders didn't help Robbys height . He was wearing a Red shortsleve shirt , black jeans and some vans .

They were seated down, everyone was at the table with their individual date . The tables weren't together but enough distance where they all could hear each other . And it was awkward and quiet at first . Sam and Miguel tried to ease the moment , but it was clear him and Doug wish their were somewhere else but here .

It wasn't their first time seeing each other but their encounters were brief. He had seen the tall boy with Hawk before . Once in awhile he would go to his dad dojo , Doug must've seen him those few times .

Also sometimes his Dad and Daniel would do classes together , but usually he would stick with Myagi-Do students .

Sam and Miguel were already in a relationship , so they were having a blast and it seemed Demetri and Hawk were hitting it off . So Here he was making small talk every time it got to quiet .

" so you like karate ? " He internally just cringed at himself but hey he was trying . He guess it wasn't that bad by the chuckle of Doug

" Yeah , what's it like to have two dads - "

" There's no difference , their just parents . Just because their both dudes and i have a mom too "

" I was gonna say what's it like to have both parents that know karate . "

Guess he should've have left the other boy finish , it was just that some people still don't understand that times have changed .

" I'm sorry I got all defensive on you . "

He gave Doug a small smile hoping the latter wouldn't notice how embarrassed he felt .

" Its alright , uhh do you play any other sports maybe soccer . "

Nodding to the question but then realise he had to answer before the mood gets ruined again .

" uh yeah when I was little , haven't played recently actually . Do you ? "

" Yeah I'm on the soccer team . Maybe you should try out , I wouldn't mind having you on the team unless your not good as you are in karate . "

Doug finish with a teasing smirk and a raised eyebrow waiting for the blonde to answer .

" I like to let you know that I was the best player on my team when I was a kid , well that's what my dad and Mom said but I withstand my point . "

Both burst out laughing , and once the waitress come with their food their both smiling at each other .

If felt kinda nice , it was awhile Robby hadn't laughed and gone out with someone that wasn't his friends or his parents .

...... ....... ........ Doug Pov

Doug was friends with Hawk since he joined cobra kai , they would hanged out in School. After school he would go to the dojo or to soccer practice .

Today he was free and had nothing to do , so he easily accepted Hawks idea . But he wasn't expecting said date to be a boy and son of his Sensei.

He wasn't into guys ,but he didn't mind the idea of dating one but he's just never seem to find a guy he would date . Here he was standing in front of his date as Hawk introduces him .

Robby had green eyes and freckles across his cheeck and nose . Dark blond hair and a nice smile . He was short compared to his height , he wore a black shirt with blue jeans .

His brain came to a conclusion : Pretty boy

..... ...... ......

" Do you want get out of here ? "

" Like right now ? "

" Yeah "

The two couples were distracted as they both left the dinner . Grabbing a hoodie from their own car as quickly as they could . Who knows why but they started running without realising they were holding hands . Their laughter was left echoing behind them .

They stopped at the skate park as they got tired . There were few people skating there , he turned to look at Robby once he didn't feel his hand . He watched as he jogged back holding a skateboard .

" Do you know how to skate? "

Holding a skateboard felt unfamiliar to him , handing it back to Robby who was wearing a cheeky smile .

" No , I'm guessing you do . "

" I know a few things . "

He shouldve known by that cocky smile he was lying . He watched Robby do some amazing stuff , he even showed that one hand stand . Then it was his turn , he failed miserably all the times . He asked what was the secret , as he once again falls .

" Its all about balance "

Robby looked up at him as he answered him . He understood the answer , since Mr. Larusso karate did involve balance .

Noticing they were standing close , face to face . Maybe it was the way the moon and street light illuminate the blondes face . Or the way he was smiling at him that he said those words .

" is there something on my face ? "

" Sorry it's just I never knew a boy could be as beautiful as you ... "

Seeing the surprise look and the addition of the blush contrasting his tan skin made his beat faster . God when did he become such a girl . His thoughts are interrupted when Robby quickly steps back , misstep and hurts his ankle .

.... ..... .. ...

Arriving at the dinner place he could see their friends waiting for them at their cars . Holdding on tight to Robby thighs for he wouldn't fall of his back . Chuckling as the boy groans in embarrassment as the others start to come closer seeing their situation .

" Robby are you okay ? Where were you two , we were worried . ! "

" I'm alright Sam , Me and Doug went for a walk and I hurt my ankle , hence why Doug is giving me a piggyback ride . "

" Oh I thought you decided to climb him like a tree cause - "

" Demetri ! " Robby tightens his arms as he shouts to quiet his friend . walking to Sam's car he hears the blonde mumbling while his head nudging against his shoulder .

Meanwhile everyone were saying goodbye he helps Robby get in the car . As gently as he could , he was stopped when he was opening the door . The latter looked nervous as he looked at him while bitting his lip .

" I had a good time , we should do it sometime again if you want or not ? "

" Yeah definitely. I will text you now that I have your number . "

He was already a sucker for that smile that showed off his dimples . Smiling , he leans in to give a kiss on the cheeck but Robby stops him as the blonde leans to give him a quick peck on the mouth .

" Bye ! "

" Bye . " Walking back he couldn't help but look back and wave at the blonde when he catches his eye . shit , he was totally blushing now .

....... ...... ... Robby Pov .......

Sam and Demetri both entered asking questions if he was really fine or in pain . once he assured them that he was alright , Demetri took it as a sign to tease him .

" We want all the info , cause we totally saw you , you slutty marshmallow ! "

Sidenote : Part 3 of the triple date , hope you guys like it . Also what would the ship name be Roug or Dobby . I like Roug ! . Side mentions of Lawrusso because why not . This was supposed to be Apocalypse / Zombie au but this ^^ was made at the thought of a triple date with the binary boyfriends .

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Hii, how are you? just saw the game you posteddd and i'm very excited you're making another one AAAAAH

💫💫💫 i read the rules thingy for the emoji

My question is the 'How does my fsp look like?'

My initials are H.K and my favourite emojies are 🤨😐🥰😔😩 cause i'm a lil weird lol

THANK YOU FOR THE GAMEE

I’m fine angel! 💕✨💕✨ okay let’s get into it!

How does your fsp look like?: They have long hair, wavy blond hair, she’s very beautiful. I don’t know if you’re into women or men but I’m channeling a woman. She’s of average height and might be older than you, I’m not sure. She wears those skinny jeans and jean shorts, also those vests with those shimmies. She might be from the US, from Texas or something cuz she looks like a country girl, also skinny and toned. She has a nice big welcoming smile. 💕✨💕✨

Lemme get some cards from my goodie bag 💕✨💕

Bee

Black

Starseeds

Cosmos

I love spending time with you

Let your walls down

Firework

Eclipse

Worker

Soul family

Purple

God sent

I suggest looking for the spiritual meanings behind the animals, flower and color. I hope you enjoyed your reading! 💕✨💕✨

#bblooms games #bbloom answers

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motleyfuckingcruee · 5 years ago

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Rocket Queen

0.7: Unwanted Apology

Henley's P.O.V

It's been two days since that hectic night. Madeline and I managed to get home just before sunrise with the help of Duff and Steven. Luckily, they had a car and offered to give us a lift. Honestly, I don't know how it would've went if they hadn't gave us a ride.

Apparently, Steven gave Madeline his number. She's been calling him nonstop. The only reason I know that is because Jake calls me and complains about it.

"I don't know who she's talking to but it's getting annoying!" Jake told me last night.

I just laughed at him and told him to go to bed. We had school today, so yay. A fucking Monday. To be completely honest, I forgot about the threat that Hyde imposes.

That was, until Hyde came up to me after school, knocking me out of my thoughts from the past few days.

"Hello, Henley," Hyde says, venom in his voice.

I turn around, seeing how bad Hyde's face looks. I cringe at the sight. His face is swollen and purple with bruises everywhere. Damn, Duff sure did do a number on him.

"Hey," I say nervously. God, what does he want with me?

"I haven't seen you since the other night," He says, leaning against the locker behind him. "Tell me, how's your lover boy?"

I blush as I realize he's talking about Duff. His hazel eyes pop into my mind. I really want to see him again. "Uh, he's fine. You gave him a good scratch on his head."

Hyde laughs. "Good. The fucker deserved it."

I try my best to not let my anger flare up. "Duff didn't deserve any of that. I did. It was my fault. Besides, you right about all of it anyway."

Hyde huffs, looking down at his feet. "No I wasn't. I was already drunk and took out the frustration I had on you. You were right about Stephanie. I don't know why I went out with her anyway."

I laugh. "Cause you were lonely?"

"That had to have been it," He responds.

We both laugh for a few moments before growing quiet again.

"I actually came over here to apologize."

I sigh, looking at him skeptically. "I dunno, Hyde."

"I didn't mean any of that. I really did that. If anything, you're the most amazing girl I've ever met," Hyde explains, trying to get me to forgive his harsh words.

"Des mots saouls, des pensees sobres," I respond, grabbing the rest of my books from my locker.

"What?" Hyde laughs, shaking his head. "I didn't know you spoke Spanish."

I laugh, shutting the locker door. "For one, it's French. And it means, "Drunk words, sober thoughts"."

"And what exactly does that mean?"

I sigh, clutching my books to my chest. I fake a smile at him. "It means, yeah, you might have been drunk, but you said those words because of the liquid courage. It gave you the balls to say it to my face. I'm sure you thought all of that about me. And I don't blame you." I sigh, looking down at my shoes. "It's all true." My eyes snap back up at him. I narrow my eyes. "You may have been right but that in no way means I forgive you."

I walk away from Hyde, feeling a headache form. In a way I wish that Friday night never happened. But then again, Madeline never would've met Steven. She really likes him. More than she's ever liked a guy before.

As I walk through the halls, I see my favorite pair of siblings plus Evangeline. Madeline's eyes are wide with happiness as she animatedly talks to Eva about something. I smile at everyone as I stand next to Jake. Madeline is telling Eva all about this awesome outfit she got last week. She's beyond excited about it, which is very peculiar. She's never this happy about clothes. I mean, neither am I unless it's a new Motley Crue shirt that Tommy sent me.

"Hey, Henley," Jake says from next to me, a huge smile on his face.

"Hello, Jacob," I respond formally, causing a smile to appear on his face.

He's quiet for a moment, listening to his sister's high pitched squealing about the perfect shoes she found before tuning her out. "What're you doing tonight?"

"Uh, well, I was probably gonna phone my best friend from L.A. Why?"

"I was wondering if you wanted to hang out or something?" He takes a glance at his sister who's full attention is now on us. "Just us?"

I open my mouth to answer, but Madeline screeches the answer for me.

"She can't!"

"I can't?"

"Yes! We have plans tonight, remember!" She responds, her eyebrows raising. She mouths the word "Stevie" to me without her brother or Eva noticing somehow.

I nod my head, understanding flooding my features. "That's right. Yeah we got plans. Maybe some other time though?"

"Oh," Jake says, looking rather put out. "Yeah, that's fine."

The bell rings, signaling the end of school. Madeline grabs my hand, pulling me out the front doors of this piss poor school. The girl is so happy she's nearly skipping after she links her arm with mine. I laugh at her, shaking my head. This is probably the happiest I've seen her. Stevie must be treating her right.

"So, how's you and 'Stevie" doing?" I ask, nudging her lightly in the ribs.

She giggles a bit at the sound of her new guy's name. "We're doin' awesome. In fact, we have a date tonight."

"Okay, that's nice and all. Don't take this the wrong way, but what does this have to do with me?"

"Because, Duff's tagging along so you are too," She responds, a smile still painted on her cherry red lips.

I laugh, side eyeing her. "When the hell was my Monday night decided?"

"Last night when me and Stevie made the plans," She says, shrugging her shoulders like she didn't just throw me into a situation I probably didn't want to be in.

"Thanks for telling me only hours before we're going out," I say, sarcasm thick in my voice.

"You're welcome," Madeline says, not phased at all. She takes a look at the watch that sits on her wrist. "We have an hour to get ready. You definitely aren't goin' out wearing that."

I look down at my outfit, instantly feeling offended. I'm wearing the newest concert shirt that Tommy sent me, my ripped up blue skinny jeans, worn out combat boots, and an oversized bomber jacket that I'm positive was Tommy's. I used to kinda steal his clothes when I'd go over to his place. What can I say? I like oversized things. Back to the point, I think I look great today.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It's just, that's not really something you'd wear on a date."

I scoff. "This isn't my date."

Madeline smiles, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Don't act like you don't like Duff."

"'Like' as in I only spent one night with the guy, then yeah sure. I like Duff," I scoff, rolling my eyes. "I barely met him."

"I barely met Stevie," She says, nudging me.

I sigh. "That's cause you don't have problems opening up to people like I do."

"Maybe Duff could change that for you."

I smile at her hopefulness. Between the two of us, she's always been the more optimistic. No matter what she's always got her eyes set on the bright side. Completely opposite of me. I've always been very pessimistic. I'm always skeptical with everything. Hell, I was even skeptical when Madeline wanted to be friends with me. I still don't let her in on parts of my life-such as Athena and Tommy-but I have let her in on a lot. I'm constantly looking at the worst possible outcome. My mom claims that it's because of how I dress. I know for a fact that's bullshit because Tommy nearly dresses the same as me and he's the happiest person I know. Er-well- I guess I should say goofiest.

"Maybe," I say, for once letting myself feel a little bit of hope. Maybe he will be able to change that for me. I just have to be willing to take that leap.

"Anyways!" Madeline exclaims, unlinking our arms. She grabs my hand and starts to almost run, pulling me along behind her. "We have some getting ready to do!"

I laugh, letting her pull me down the empty street. I guess this date can't be that bad.

Just be yourself. Don't let him believe you're something you're not.

Although, after that scary judge of character that night in the bathroom, I think he might already know everything about me.

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