#josh balz fanfiction

[yournecessaryevil]

☠️ His Darkness Divine ☠️

•Part Two•

💀CHRIS MOTIONLESS X READER SERIES💀

After your chance encounter the previous night with a demon from one of the oldest ruling classes of the Underground, you've been given a lot to think about. But you're not the only one...

• fluff; language; mentions of death/violence; TW (mention of Ghost, [male presenting])

"Little mouse..."

Dark eyes stared into your soul, a smile playing at the edges of that mouth, that sweet, sinful mouth of his, that lower lip lined with three little silver rings. You wondered for a minute what it would feel like to kiss him, to have those rings pressed against your own bottom lip.

The faint whisper of his laugh echoed in the space between you, his breath cool against your skin as he leaned down to place the softest of kisses along your right shoulder.

"Penny for your thoughts, little mouse?"

Again, those eyes seemed to look directly into your soul, and you could feel the heat spreading across your cheeks as you stared back at him, quite unable to escape from his gaze.

"I... I was wondering... w-what it would be like to... to kiss you..."

God, you hated the way your voice trembled for him like this. And yet-

Another hushed, answering laugh fell from those lips, as he ducked his head down to kiss your bare shoulder again.

"Mm. Are you really sure you'd like to find out... Y/N?"

The minute he said your name, those eyes found yours again, and he leaned towards you, ever so slowly, that faint smile lingering at the edge of his mouth once more...

Closer, closer still-

You suddenly awoke with a start, your hand curling into a tight fist around the empty bedsheets next to you. Your heart thundered within your chest, the staccato beats every bit as scattered and careless as your thoughts.

Speaking of which...

You could still see him so clearly in the forefront of your mind, ever present since the minute you two had met last night. You hadn't been able to get him out of your head, hadn't stopped hearing his dulcet tones in the back of your mind, not for a second.

There had been something so utterly compelling about him, something that had left a heavily lingering impression upon you. And it wasn't just him, no. His comrades of sorts had made quite the impression too, each of them enshrouded by their own sense of mystery.

What was it about him...?

You had felt the way everything seemed to change the minute you'd decided to trust him, to put your hand within his, to let him lead you to safety. It was like the very air itself had rippled, like time had ceased to exist for those few minutes.

He had felt it too, you know he had.

All of them had, really.

A brief memory flitted through your mind then, of the way the one they called Ghost had looked at you, the expression of mixed hostility and curiosity in his dark eyes. He had been the only one out of all of them to be rather tense and harsh, that night.

You recalled the way he'd been almost anxious, insistent, demanding that their leader just abandon you in those woodlands.

But he had refused.

"Cerulli..."

The last name flashed through to the forefront of your mind, returning with it the fresh memories of this morning's dream.

Once more, you felt the heat rushing to your cheeks as you recalled the way his mouth had almost met yours, those rings nearly touching your own bottom lip-

The soft kisses he had left along your right shoulder-

If you pictured it long enough, you could almost feel the lingering weight of his mouth against your skin. But it, along with last night, seemed nothing more than an illusion.

Heaving a ragged sigh, you pulled yourself from the bed, reluctant to start your day and leave those ever so pleasant dreams and memories behind...

"Burying ourselves away in here again, are we?"

The amused voice of his brother made Christopher look up from the book he'd been reading.

Although, 'reading' was a bit of a far cry.

Sure, he'd had the book open before him, but the words had begun to all blur together into meaningless black lines on a page, the more he'd let his thoughts wander.

His little mouse...

Fuck, he hadn't been able to get her out of his head all night, nor all that following morning. She was all he could think about, from the second he'd locked eyes with her in those woods.

"You've been remembering her too, I take it?"

Richard's voice cut through his thoughts a second time, and Christopher found himself nodding in agreement.

"I rather liked her, you know. She seemed to have a good head about her, yes?"

There was a note of amusement in Richard's voice, as he stood there in the entryway to Christopher's study, leaning casually against the doorframe.

"Sola's not happy."

Christopher approached the subject with some reluctance, his words feeling very weighted as he said them.

Although, judging from Richard's answering scoff, he had taken a step in the right direction.

"You picked up on that too, then. He's not going to like it, but I suppose he'll have to get over it. I mean," his brother began, taking a few casual steps into the room, his attention wandering before finally coming to rest upon Christopher, "it's no longer his decision to make.

"Not that it was his decision to make in the beginning, anyhow. That was entirely up to you. But now that you've made your decision, he cannot have a say in it. You said it yourself last night, he doesn't get to make the calls here. You do."

"How can I make any sort of decision when he's already stacked the cards against my little mouse?" Christopher countered.

"I know-"

"He's so determined that Y/N is going to end up just like Lilith was when I was done with her: a shell," Christopher interrupted.

"I know. But perhaps Balz was right when he said none of us know for sure what is going to happen with her. I mean, yes, you know as well as I do that the minute she's introduced to our world, to what we are, all hell will break loose, whether literally or figuratively.

"But it also means that you'll never leave her side. I saw the way you watched her last night, we all did. This is different than Lilith, this is... this is more. Don't be so quick to give in to Sola's side, brother. Something tells me you know what you're doing," Richard insisted.

"And if you're wrong, and she d- if something happens to her?" Christopher argued.

One of his brother's brows lifted in response, a faint smile ghosting across his features.

"When am I ever wrong? Be honest."

Christopher's answering reply came as a sigh.

"Almost never."

"Exactly," came his brother's amused response, as he took a seat in one of the dark red velvet upholstered chairs in front of the desk. He leaned back in his seat, bringing one of his legs up to rest crossed atop his knee, his eyes thoughtful as they gazed upon Christopher.

Richard's eyes were a soft blue today, much as they always were when the younger demon was in a relaxed frame of mind. They grew to be more of a crimson or ink color when he was tense or emotionally volatile, an occasion of which was rare for the young demon.

"Something about you has changed now."

Christopher automatically tensed, earning a soft laugh from his brother.

"Relax, I didn't mean it in a malicious way. It's rather nice, actually. You're far less... dismal... than you used to be," his brother laughed.

"Dismal?" Christopher scoffed.

His brother shot him an answering grin, giving a mere shrug of the shoulders.

"Ryan's words, not mine. Although," Richard said, leaning forward in his seat, his grin widening, "Balz said you've become less... how did he put it? 'Mopey zoo lion'...? Be thankful Ryan was a bit more generous with his choice of words."

That earned him an eye roll from the older demon, his mouth opening to fire back a response, when there was a sudden tapping on the doorframe of the study.

Both men looked up to see their brother, the man in question, standing there.

Balz shot both of them a grin at the mention of his name, one eye closing in a wink. "Tell me I'm wrong," he greeted the two of them with a shrug.

"Oh, by the way. Sola sends his regards," he added, his smile faltering for a moment.

Almost instantly, the previous amicable mood began to dissipate like fog on a sunny day.

"I'm sure he does indeed send his fucking regards," Christopher muttered darkly, his gaze dropping to focus once more on the book that lay open in front of him.

Richard scoffed, his bottom lip curling out in a sneer of distaste, the two black rings sitting at the corner of his lip shining in the faint light filtering in through the window curtains.

"Yes, do give him our regards in turn," he retorted, the blue of his irises darkening a little.

"He's just irritated, I presume. He thinks you're out to corrupt her soul or something, I dunno," Balz cut in.

Christopher let out a derisive laugh, the sound void of any humor.

"Why should he be irritated, you'd think that prospect would bring him some form of pleasure," he remarked.

"Mm, no. Not really. He thinks this girl of yours is going to end up meeting the same demise as Lilith," his brother countered.

There it was again, the mention of that name-!

"Fucking- what is his fascination with Lilith all of a sudden?? Why the fuck should he care so much now? He never showed any interest before?" Christopher snapped, exasperated.

"Oh, he cared very much for her. Almost too much than what was good for him. But you never knew that, did you?" Balz answered softly.

At that, Christopher's head snapped up.

"What do you mean by that?" he asked, his tone suddenly cautious.

The nervous glance his brother exchanged with Richard did very little to appease the older demon's own nerves, and one of his hands curled into a tense fist atop the desk.

"Er, he never told you? What him and Lilith-? Ohh, I don't know if I should tell you," Balz said, wincing a little.

"Spill," came Christopher's hissed reply.

Balz exchanged another wary glance with Richard before clearing his throat, taking a nervous half-step into the room.

"He, uh... him and Lilith. They were, um. They had a sort of... arrangement," he began.

Christopher's jaw clenched as he stared his brother down, silently daring him to continue.

"What kind of arrangement?" he growled.

"They were sharing a bed together," Balz answered flatly.

"Or, rather, he was fucking her," he quickly amended, wincing again.

No. Fucking- no.

Not her, not his Lilith, his-

There was a moment's silence before Christopher suddenly slammed both palms down flat on the desk, his eyes darkening along with his mood as he abruptly stood up from his chair, nearly knocking it over in his rage.

"Brother, you can't-" Richard began, but upon seeing the stormy expression on the older demon's face, he grew quiet.

Balz shot the younger demon a questioning look before hurrying to move out of Christopher's way, watching the older demon storm past him, out into the hall.

Heavy footsteps echoed down the hallway, accompanied a few brief moments later by the sound of the front door slamming shut.

"He's- oh, fuck. Do you think we ought to stop him??" Richard began, panic setting in, his blue eyes widening a little.

This was answered by a shake of the head, a frown resting upon Balz's lips.

"No. Let him be. I think maybe at this point, it's very well deserved, whatever Sola has coming to him. He should've told Christopher the minute those two got involved with each other. She wasn't his to steal. No, let him go," he spoke quietly.

Indeed, Lilith hadn't been Sola's to claim, and yet-

He'd done it anyway.

And in the end, he had ultimately been the downfall of her soul, not Christopher.

But Christopher wasn't ready to hear about that part, not yet. Not right now...

Whatever happened now between Sola and his brother, it was out of Balz's hands. That was between the two of them...

An irritated frown crossed over Ghost's features as he paced back and forth in the front room of the house, phone held up to one ear.

"Look, I don't care how long it takes, make sure it gets done-" his words were suddenly cut off as the sound of a slamming door caught his attention.

"I'll have to get back to you later!" he growled, ending the call and setting aside the phone as he stormed out of the room and into the foyer, ready to tear whoever it was who dared disturb his peace a new one.

He stopped short upon seeing his brother standing there, the older demon's eyes narrowed with a fury unlike any he'd seen in a long while.

"Well. Hello to you too, mind telling me what the fuck your problem is?" Ghost retorted, one corner of his mouth lifting in a sneer.

Christopher's hands curled into tight fists at his sides, his jaw clenching as he stood there.

"You tell me, you fucking traitor!" he spat.

His brother's eyes narrowed in irritation upon hearing the remark, as he half-turned away. "If you're here to be an asshole, you can fucking leave," he answered coldly.

"One word: Lilith," Christopher growled.

Ghost froze in his tracks at the name, his whole demeanor changing in an instant. "What of her?" he asked nonchalantly, his tone almost dismissive.

"You fucked her. Didn't you?" Christopher said darkly.

A moment's silence seemed to drag out between the two of them, until finally, finally, Ghost turned around to face his brother.

"Who the hell told you?" were the only words to leave his mouth.

So that was it then.

No remorse, no apology, nothing.

A full-blooded, cold fucking confession.

It was all Christopher needed to hear.

With a snarl, he launched himself at his brother, knocking the younger demon to the ground, the sound of something cracking on impact against marble flooring clearly audible in the room.

"The fuck is your problem-" Ghost began, his words cut off as Christopher landed a harsh hit to the side of the demon's jaw.

"You're my fucking problem!" he snarled, getting in a few more hits and avoiding plenty of his own from his brother.

Blood spattered against the immaculately clean floors as Christopher got in another hit to the corner of Ghost's mouth, splitting the younger demon's bottom lip.

"Fuck you!" his brother spat, fingertips digging into the older demon's shoulders as he tried to regain his bearings.

"Fuck me-?" Christopher muttered darkly, throwing another punch towards his brother's face. "You just couldn't let me fucking have her, could you??" he shouted, his fury nearly blinding him for a moment, as he threw hits left and right.

And then in the midst of it all, Ghost got in one good hit of his own, hard enough to unbalance the older demon for the briefest of moments.

A few scattered moments was all Ghost needed; he drew back his fist, before bringing it forward as hard as he could to the side of Christopher's face, drawing blood on impact.

"Maybe if you had taken better... care... of her-" his fist connected with his brother's face, once more, twice more, "then I wouldn't have felt the need to sleep with her!"

"Fuck you, I gave her everything!" Christopher hissed, spitting aside a mouthful of blood on the marble flooring.

"Right, just like you plan on giving your little Y/N everything!" Ghost fired back, his eyes narrowing.

Christopher's heart lurched at the sudden mention of Y/N's name.

He couldn't have her too, he wouldn't-!!

Using all his strength, Christopher fought back, delivering one last brutal, unforgiving punch to his brother's face, taking some secret satisfaction in hearing the sound of bones snapping beneath his hand.

"Don't you fucking touch her!" he roared, his anger rolling in heavy waves down his spine as he wrapped one hand around his brother's throat, squeezing hard.

Ghost stared defiantly back up at Christopher, his eyes reflecting the older demon's fury back at himself.

"Get the fuck... out of my house... before I send someone... to slit your little mouse's throat...!" the younger demon choked out.

With a loud hiss, Christopher finally relented, releasing his grip on his brother's throat and standing up, but not without delivering one last kick to Ghost's ribs.

Again, there was some satisfaction to be taken in hearing the bones snap beneath the weight of the damage sustained, a cruel snarl forming at the edges of Christopher's mouth as he glared down at his brother.

"If you so much as fucking touch her, even once-" he threatened, his words getting cut off by his brother's answering hiss.

"Get. Out," the younger demon spat darkly, his eyes as heartless and black as his soul. He sat up, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Whether it was his own or his brother's, he didn't know, and he didn't care. This entire social visit had taken a rather sour turn, in his eyes.

Christopher shot his brother one last dark look, before pointing a finger at him. "Leave her alone. I swear to the fucking gods. You touch her, and I won't be so merciful with you next time!" he hissed, before turning and storming out of the house.

Fuck, every part of him ached at the moment, none more so than his heart, or what was left of it by now.

He needed to see Y/N, he needed his little mouse.

Just one more time, that was it...

A long, ragged sigh slipped from between your lips as you allowed yourself to sink down onto the couch of your small, one-bedroom apartment.

Every part of your body ached with the strain of today's work day, and all you wanted, all you needed, was just a moment of peace and quiet.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

The tapping on the door unearthed a loud groan from you as you forced yourself to get up from the couch, shuffling over to the door and getting ready to grouch at whoever it was that had disturbed your brief second of relaxation.

But as you looked through the peephole, you were completely unprepared for what lay on the other side.

Or rather, who.

It was him.

Holy fuck, it was him.

Christopher Cerulli.

He was almost looking rather bloodied up at the moment, but nonetheless, it was him.

You flung aside the chain and hurried to undo the deadbolt, throwing open the door in your haste, revealing the tall, dark-haired man from last night.

Only now could you see just how much of a literal mess he was, blood staining the front of his shirt and leaking from the corner of his mouth and from multiple cuts along his face, which was sporting more than its fair share of gradually darkening bruises.

"What the fuck happened??" you asked, panic beginning to set in.

His trembling, breathless reply was instant.

"P-please, little mouse. May I come in?"

🎃 TAGLIST: @synthetic-wasp-570 @motionlessomens @annateagan @nixwolfe @veroxbarnes @rickyolsonmiw23 @wh0rrorxx @bangoversequence @tearfallpixie

[ch4p3lofbl00d]

It's going to be okay, I'm going to help you I promise~Ricky Olson

Imagine being Balz's sister, and you're dating Ricky and you go to his house to spend the night. You end up having thoughts about suicide, which no one knew about you having and you end up cutting with his razor and he sees all of you scars

Y\N Pov

I'm currently getting ready to go to my boyfriend's house. I'm still surprised that my brother, Joshua (balz) wasn't mad about me dating his bandmate. Yes, I'm the sister of the famous keyboardist from Motionless In White and yes, I'm dating Richard Olson. I smiled, thinking about Ricky. He was the best thing that has ever happened to me. I smiled as I got up from my bed and walked over to my dresser and saw my eyeliner missing. I rolled my eyes, and yelled

"BALZ WHERE DID MY EYELINER GO YOU DICK HEAD"

I jumped back when I heard a familiar voice say

"I took your eyeliner actually"

I looked behind me, and saw Ricky, scratching his head nervously. I blushed a bright pink out of embarrassment.

"Oh Balz always likes to steal my eyeliner, so I just thought that he stole it again. I wasn't expecting you to steal my eyeliner"

I saw Ricky smile, and say

"It's all good. I've actually been here for awhile now, you were in this daze, and I needed to fix my makeup real quick and I thought that you wouldn't mind me using your eyeliner"

I blushed deeper, and said

"It's fine. I just needed to do my makeup real quick"

I saw Ricky shake his head and come closer to me and say

"You don't need makeup. You look beautiful without it"

I blushed a deeper red, and hid my face in Ricky's neck. After a few minutes, I heard whistling. I lifted my head from Ricky's neck and saw Balz standing in the doorway. I flipped him off and saw him dramatically fall on the ground. I laughed and heard him say

"OooOo Y\N and Ricky were smoochy kissing"

I glared at him and ran downstairs and outside to Ricky's car. Oh my fucking god that was embarrassing. I felt tears come to my eyes but I quickly wiped them away as I saw Ricky come outside with my backpack. I decided to put my hoodie on and buckled up. I pulled the hood over my head as I saw Ricky get in his side. I wiped my eyes again and hid my face in my hands. I felt a reassuring hand on my thigh, and I knew it was Ricky.

"what's wrong?"

I could hear the concern in his voice. I sighed, and said

"nothing. Balz just embarrassed me"

I saw Ricky nod and start backing out of the driveway. I couldn't let Ricky know that I was having thoughts again. This happens everyday, I have thoughts about suicide. No one knows about it, not even Balz and I trust him with everything. I can't let Ricky or Balz knowing about my self harm, they would be so upset with me. I had to act like everything was normal but in reality, I'm broken inside.

I sighed as I saw Ricky pull into the driveway of his house. I quickly got out and ran inside, I heard Ricky call my name, but I didn't want him to see me like this. I ran upstairs to his bathroom and locked the door. I sild down the wall and broke down crying. I looked over at Ricky's shower and saw his razor sitting there. I sighed and rolled up my sleeves, seeing all the deep scars all over. I picked up the razor and started slitting my wrists again.

1.. cut for being worthless

2.. cuts for being a terrible sister and girlfriend

3.. cuts for making everyone miserable

4.. cuts..

I heard the door open, and I saw Ricky standing there with tears running down his face

"Y/N.. why?"

I couldn't hold back the tears anymore, so I let them all fall.

"I'm sorry"

I buried my head in Ricky's chest and clutched his shirt in my hands.

"ssh it's okay. I'm right here"

I continued crying, until I couldn't cry anymore. I layed down on Ricky and I felt his thumb softly wiping my tears away.

"why did you do this to yourself?"

I looked up at Ricky and quietly said

"I've been doing this for the past 3 years but it's been getting worse this year"

I lift up my sleeves and take off my shorts to show Ricky all my scars and new cuts. I immediately feel Ricky's arms wrapped around me.

"please don't ever do this again. I'm gonna help you okay. I love you so much and I don't want you hurting yourself anymore"

I nodded and rested my head in Ricky's chest.

"I love you too. I'm sorry. I hate myself so much and Balz doesn't even know about any of this and I tell him everything. I'm a mistake"

I felt Ricky pick me up and carry me to his bed and pulled me into his lap.

"hey don't say any of that stuff about yourself. I love you very much, and I'm gonna help you get through this"

I nodded and hugged Ricky tightly

"I love you and I'll try my hardest I promise"

I felt Ricky's soft hands plstart playing with my hair, then I felt his soft lips kiss my head. I started dozing off, hearing Ricky hum and run his soft hands through my hair. I quickly fell asleep in Ricky's arms, thinking about how much he cares about me and wants to help me.

Thank you for reading! :)

[happys-crazy-queen22]

Motionless In White Master list

Ryan Sitkowski

My Hero

The-unexpected-times-2

Bittersweet

another-life-gif-credit (TRIGGER WARNING)

Love-you-no-matter-what-size

little-bitches-get-blocked

memories-to-give

The-grinch-who-stole-your-heart

Amazon-wishlist

The-demons-are-amongst-us (TRIGGER WARNING)

Surprise-from-big-D  (SMUT)

Teach Me To Be A Good Girl (warning-smut)

why-cant-people-be-respectful

the-secret-that-mattered-the-most (TRIGGER WARNING)

what-to-change

/all-this-for-a-game

salem-is-full-of-surprises

eight-legged-nightmare

dinner-interrupted (SMUT)

/your-demons-are-loved-too  (TRIGGER WARNING)

fight-make-up-repeat

no-longer-a-secret

time-stands-still-when-theres-pain-gif-credit (TRIGGER WARNING)

the-sign-of-forever

high-ryan

no-sorrow

a-whole-different-daddy

graveyard-proposal (SMUT)

/a-shitty-situation

pretty-daddy

dont-believe-everything-you-hear

keep-your-hands-off-my-girl

friendship-stalking-and-romance

kinky-freaky-and-ryan

not-so-little-anymore

hide-and-seek

i-want  (TRIGGER WARNING)

thats-what-i-call-a-gentleman

the-first-time-but-definitely-not-the-last (SMUT)

/take-it-out-on-me 

cover-that-hickey

web-of-seduction

sick-ryan

imperfections (TRIGGER WARNING)

first-doctor-visit

fwb-to-fwab

career-day

one-of-a-kind

truth-or-dare

birthday-request (SMUT)

evil-masterminds (SMUT)

the-interviewer-from-hell

simply-meant-to-be

missing-you

phone-sex-pizza-and-a-magical-hoodie

Chris Motionless-

/hurling-at-the-carnival

scaring-old-ladies

/warped-tour-surprise

smells-like-sex

Ricky Horror-

babies-first-tour

its-a-christmas-threesome-i-mean-a (SMUT)

secret-santa

its-your-day

Josh Balz

sleep-deprived

/throw-down-at-the-show

/making-life-special

making-life-special-part-2

custom-made

the-interviewer-from-hell

first-time-for-everything

believe-in-love-you-serial-killer

/midnight-snacking

Vinny Mauro

take-it-slow (SMUT)

/first-christmas

/distant

Justin Morrow

-its-a-christmas-threesome-i-mean-a (SMUT)

-tangled-up-in-the-lights  (SMUT)

GHOST-

mistress-is-mine (SMUT)

THE WHOLE BAND-

were-proud-of-you-for-being-you

snow-white-and-the-seven-band-members-this-story (SMUT)

its-your-day

[leland-chapman-the-bounty-hunter]

Done For You-Part 2

Chapter Title/Number: #2-I Am Bulletproof

Word Count: 6,010

Warnings:  Fluff, angst, smut, suicide, suicide notes, character death, minor character death, implied character death, referenced character death, original character death(s), temporary character death, past character death, near death experiences, child death, animal death, not really character death, possible character death, near death, slow burn, slow to update, slow romance, tags may change, rating may change.

Rating: Teen audiences and up

Summary: A fanfiction based off of a Wretched and Divine/Vale aka an overhaul of a fanficiton that I started a few years back and never finished, so here you go. Keep me super reliable on this one.

The warm California air hit my face as we drove into the city. My hair blew in the wind, hitting me in the face. CC and Ashley’s hair blew back and hit my noise as well. I smiled and looked at CC, who seemed to be having a grand time. Ashley seemed to be having a good time too. I smiled and danced in the backseat. Ashley looked in the rearview mirror and at me. I watched them sing along to the music and just be so carefree. These are the moments I held close to me. We didn’t get these moments very often. When we did, we clutched to them harder than normal people. We were just too damaged to not hold onto the good movements. CC had gone through an eating disorder and years of depression. He had been in and out of hospitals most of his life. Up until recently, he had spent a few years in an inpatient eating disorder ward, one controlled by F.E.A.R. He knew what kind of mind games F.E.A.R used on people. He knew what kind of tactics they used to make people submissive. CC was useful to all of us as Wild Ones. He knew what went down with the community that oppressed us. He had the best experience with them. Ashley also had experience with F.E.A.R but less of a first hand experience. Ashley’s parents worked for F.E.A.R and so did his grandparents. luckily, his grandparents had escaped and joined the first generation of Wild Ones. He was the only one who knew what went down with F.E.A.R and he allowed some more insight into F.E.A.R. He said that they were pretty terrible and were responsible for his parent’s car crash. We had very little evidence of that right now. We were sure we would get more evidence once Angie came back from her mission. She was supposed to be extracting more information about Ashley’s parents. Apparently there were some files on their deaths at F.E.A.R head quarters. I guess it was super important for Ashley to see them. He says that his parents death wasn’t an accident. That is was apart of a plan, a conspiracy. I was the only one who was very close to F.E.A.R but that was only by birth. But, I wasn’t useful for any sort of information. Andy said that the Wild Ones were the first people to find me and I believed him. I had no reason not to. I had no other memories proving him wrong. I never knew who my parents were and I hoped they weren’t that big in F.E.A.R but assuming I came out of a Shadow, they probably were. Either that or they were druggies, homeless or just couldn’t take care of me. I assumed that they were good people. I assumed they were able to give me a good life, whoever they are. Maybe I sound a bit too much like Annie but it’s the truth. I wanted them to be good people so badly. It only made sense, I was a good person so they had to be. Ashley finally pulled into the parking lot, parking the car as far away from the Target. He pulled off his clothes and motioned for us to get out of the car. I got out and held CC’s hand as we watched Ash clean out the car. Ash was always through with the cars we stole. He cleaned it down and stripped the VIN number. He looked at me and smiled lightly. Ash motioned for us to put our hoods up, we did, and we walked towards the entrance. “We’ll have to scope for a new car but that’ll be pretty easy. Don’t think many people are going to pay attention to us, at least I hope no one pays any attention to us.” People normally left their keys in their cars. It was Los Angeles but it wasn’t what it once used to be. It was said that Los Angeles was full of people who wanted to make it big in the industry. More and more people soon came their to start their careers. Skin thin models ran alongside purvey men looking for another child actor to feed off of. The downtown area had more of a suburban feel to it. All of the rockstars, actresses and models had either joined the Wild Ones or became mind controlled zombies of F.E.A.R. Work in LA had dried up and the whole city was revamped. It was still the health conscious city it always was, just with a more normal batch of people. It was safe and clean, perfect almost. F.E.A.R had done a good job at cleaning up cities, pulling out anyone who didn’t belong. The store was brightly lit with fluorescent lighting. The hum of them drowned out what little conversation was going on. CC went off in search of some candy while Ash and I went to the food aisles in search of actual food. We filled my pockets with frozen meals and whatever bread I could shove into my pockets. CC came back moments later with his pockets stuffed to the brim with candy. Ash shook his head and continued to stuff more reasonable food into my pockets. “He’s getting a little more handsy, don’t you think?” CC whispered in my ear, shooting a look at Ashely who was more concerned with actually getting food than focusing on our conversation. “Don’t think a guy like him could ever swing that way. Even if he did, I’m sure he’d try to knock Juliet out before he made a move on Andy.” I shot a look at Ashley as he pulled out some frozen pizzas. We could easily pull three hundred dollars worth of food out of here, but we would need a lot more than that to feed eleven people. “Nah, Andy isn’t an Ashley type as much as he likes to think that. We all know Andy would swing more for a Jinxx type anyhow. I wouldn’t be surprised if they were fucking right now.” CC kept an eye on Ashley and any cameras that were in place. “Okay, and? What does Andy’s type have to do with Ashley being all handsy?” I shot another look at Ashley and pulled out some frozen mashed potatoes. “Well, it seems like he’s putting out feelers. He’s trying to get you to make the first move, verbally at least. I bet you he actually likes you.” A heat creeped to my cheeks as I looked over at Ashley once more. “There’s no way in hell he actually likes me. If he did, it would be a risk to even ask me out. It would be an even bigger risk for me to ask him out. You both know where we stand. If we got together, all hell would break lose.” “Fuck Andy and his stupid rules. He shouldn’t be able to do that to you. He shouldn’t control you. Just because you’re an important asset doesn’t mean you can’t be a bit more relaxed sometimes,” CC looked up at the camera as it whirred a bit, zooming in on his face. Panic set in one his face as he looked down at us. My stomach dropped. I knew what he was going to say almost immediately. “We have to go, like right now. They got me.” We were fugitives of the law. Wild Ones were of course put on an immediate watch list because we were actively committing treason against our president. But there were a few other reasons they wanted us. Andy was an escaped CIA agent and Ashley’s parents were agents of F.E.A.R. CC was an escaped convict, wanted for some weird reason. We don’t even know what his original crime was. Jake was wanted for the most crimes. Jake was wanted for animal abuse and neglect, he used human insulin on a dog. He tried justifying it but to no avail. He was wanted for scamming people. He had a clothing line that he overpriced. Jake was also wanted for harassment. He bullied a little girl, told someone to kill themselves, constantly called people names and bullied his ex-girlfriend/fiancé with his own wife for no reason. Jake was still bullying his peers, which sucked because he would never listen to us. He created massive hype for a song that no one really enjoyed which incited a riot, so he was wanted for that. Jinxx was wanted for hacking and arson. He was also wanted for doxxing people, but that was for the FBI to handle and not the local police. Ashley perked to attention upon hearing CC’s words and grabbed my hand. He dragged me, a few frozen dinners falling out of my coat. I grabbed CC’s hand and dragged him along with me. I dashed along with Ash and CC, trying to keep up with their long legs. My shortness was good for everything except for running. I tried to keep up but I had to stop every so often for my legs to catch a break. Ash and CC got a car wired up while I took a break. We were about a block away from the Target now. I could hear police sirens wailing in the distance. They pulled the car up alongside me and I jumped onto the roof of the car. I smiled and tapped the front of the car for good luck. Ashley shook his head as I turned to look at him. CC smiled widely and I could only assume he was giggling at my antics. There was no way I would have time to get into the car with the police on our tail. As soon as Ashley started the car, the police rounded the corner. I smiled and hopped onto the top of the car. The police were on our tail now. I knew it wasn’t a good idea, standing on top of a car we had just stolen, but the police had never chased us before and I was on a high. The police didn’t say anything as we weaved in-between cars. I smiled and just let myself enjoy the ride. I giggled and looked at down at my boys. CC was screaming something about feeling free and Ashley was focused on the road. We pulled onto the freeway and I prayed to god that we would lose them. “Get off of the car, miss.” The crackling sound of the megaphone covered up some of the message but I could get the gist of it. I growled lightly and rolled my eyes. Was my face really that feminine? I looked down at Ashley and his eyes popped up to look at me. “If they say ‘miss’ one more time then you can go off on them, okay? If you go now, it’ll look a bit suspect. But the second time will look a bit less suspect. Plus, we have to wait until they start shooting. We need to get them off out tail, okay?” Ashley yelled up at me. I nodded, a pain growing in my hands as claws formed from my hands. The loud screech of nail on metal pierced the air. A burning pain came from my shoulder blades and I smiled. As much as I hated having wings, they came in handy sometimes. I latched on as Ashley began to erratically through the cars. “Miss, please get off the car.” The cop in the passenger side of the car pulled out a gun and started shooting, trying to pop a tire. I smiled, my cue to go absolutely batshit on them. I leapt off the car and flew into the air. My claws latched into the glass of the windshield. The cop in the passenger seat looked at me, terrified. The other cop seemed to think nothing was wrong. Good, I truly was only visible in this form to people who believed in demons. I guess the man was an atheist as most other people would believe in some sort of demon. A small smile appeared on my face. I turned and looked at Ashley, who was about half a mile away from us. I ripped off the windshield off and threw it onto the pavement beside me. I reached in and grabbed his throat, crushing it in one fatal squeeze. He didn’t even struggle with me. I reached over and killed the other cop the same way. He didn’t struggle much either, which was good. The car spun out of control and I reached in, grabbing the wheel. The other hand reached and flung the driver out of the window. I tossed the passenger out of the now open hole that once was the windshield. I gained control of the car, turned off the sirens and pulled up next to Ash and CC. Ash gave me a thumbs up and I gave him one back. I smiled and pulled off the highway, exit 120, and onto the desert. Ash followed close behind me. We pulled up towards our abandoned apartment building. Well not really abandoned, just forgotten about. It was way out of anyone’s reach and no one wanted to trek half an hour into the city almost every day or time they wanted food. Not many people wanted this kind of seclusion but the Wild Ones enjoyed the privacy. We didn’t want anyone butting into our business. “Think anyone followed us?” I asked, looking at Ash as I jumped out of the car. Ash smiled and shook his head. “Probably not, unless they put in an APB for all of us. I’m sure F.E.A.R soldiers are on their way though. We are all wanted and they scanned CC’s face. He can’t go out for a while, they’ll be searching for him.” Ashley looked over CC and scanned him for any injuries. He did the same to me and I did the same to him. We all looked relatively okay, but Juliet would have to check us out, she was the healer of the group. I nodded and looked down, heading inside. We passed a few normal people, those who wanted to just get away from the city. I smiled and headed up to our apartment. “What the hell was that, Max?” Andy stormed up to me, arms crossed in front of my chest. I rolled my eyes and looked at him. 
“It wasn’t all my fault. I wasn’t the one who was caught on camera.” I turned and pointed at CC. Ash rolled his eyes and looked at me. “Why do we have to throw CC under the bus?” Ash looked over at CC, he looked at me. Andy looked at me and smiled. “It’s the truth, he was the one who was caught on camera. He was the only one who kept looking directly at it.” I looked at Andy and sighed. “You were on TV. People saw you, Max.” Andy glared at me and sighed lightly. I just walked away. I wasn’t ready to deal with an angry Andy just yet. I waited in my bedroom. I didn’t know what I was waiting for, I never did. Yet, I was still waiting for something. The bedroom was just an old room with crumbling walls and possibly mold. I had tried to fix it up, with duct tape no less, but to no avail. It wasn’t supposed to be much though. We moved around a lot. F.E.A.R kept a lot of tabs on us. My bed wasn’t that much either. It was a little fold up twin bed. It had some hand me down sheets as well. There were holes and such from moths and wear. I sighed and flopped onto the thin mattress. It wasn’t much, but it was mine. A place away from everyone. All the yelling and all the other people. I was a bit of an introvert anyhow. I hated being around a lot of people and being around nine men and one genderfluid person, made me feel so drained. Sometimes I hated being around other people. “Max, what the hell is wrong with you? You probably got us tracked.” Andy stood in the doorway and looked at me. “It wasn’t my fucking fault, okay?” I turned over in my bed, facing away from him. I curled into the ratty teddy bear my adoptive dad had given me. “Was it really all CC’s fault? If you weren’t so hungry, you wouldn’t have gone on a raid. CC wouldn’t have gone with you and gotten caught, now would he?” He looked at me and all over my body. “Where’s Juliet? I think I’ve got some injuries or at least some minor ones.” I looked over at Andy and watched his face twist in disgust. “She should be in the basement doing god knows what.” Andy nodded in her general direction. I got up and moved lightly. I walked all the way downstairs and into Juliet’s lair. She wasn’t just a natural healer, she was a witch as well. But she never really did much with it. She normally kept to herself. Juliet kept to herself besides trying to fuck Andy. We let her be most of the time. Juliet never seemed to mind much either. She was just doing her thing and we let her be, she was okay. I looked down and frowned a bit as I opened the old wooden door. It creaked a bit as I opened it. Juliet was looking over some of her own books. Her face looked at me as I peaked in. “What do you want from me?” Her eyes scanned my body as I stepped further into the room. I smiled lightly, our relationship wasn’t all that good. Apparently I had stolen her man or something like that. “I just want you to check me for some injuries, see if you can do anything about the ones I have. I mean, that is if I have any.” I looked at her as I walked over to her workbench. I sat on the only open space and peeled off my shirt. The sooner I got out of here, the better. She looked at my chest. “I saw the chase, doesn’t seem like you would have any injuries, but I guess I’ll check you over.” She began looking me over for any wounds. It appeared as though I had none. “Yeah, Ashley was worried that we might have any injuries. Ones we couldn’t see, but I doubt it.” I looked her over and sighed, she was worryingly skinny. She probably hadn’t eaten in a few days. “Yeah, you were right. There are no injuries I can see. You’re pretty much okay.” She shooed me off and I got up, grabbing my shirt off the table and walked outside. It was such a good day outside, is I decided to head out and sit out for a bit. I grabbed a lawn chair and sat on it. Today was going to be super nice. It was already turning out to be a good day. I had gotten into a police chase and I had sustained no injuries. I was on cloud nine. I smiled and just let myself get a bit of a tan. I giggled and looked at Ashley, who was working on burning the cars. He was shirtless and only wearing a pair of boxers. I smiled and looked him over. He was a good looking guy, I wasn’t going to lie. Ashley looked the police car over, dropping the gasoline by his side. He made a line from the car to a spot a few yards back. I smiled and looked him over. He looked over his shoulder and looked at me. Ash winked and smiled lightly. I smiled and looked at him. I blushed lightly and looked down. I sat in the sun and smiled lightly. I felt the sun warm my already tan skin. Ashley started the fire and the car burst into a ball of flames. I smiled and the few people who were outside cheered. I smiled and he walked towards me. I giggled and smiled lightly as he sat down next to me. “Like the fire?” He looked at me and smiled lightly. I blushed and smiled as his hand brushed against mine. “I do, but are you sure that no one will find us here?” I looked at Ashley as he watched the fire. He looked at me, smirking lightly. “I don’t know. I don’t really care either. We need a change of place anyhow. Though, I’m not sure where we would go either.” I smiled and looked at him, shaking my head lightly. I knew that he knew that Andy would kill him if the police found us. Andy always said that Ashley would bring the cops to us. I always said that Andy’s dumbass would bring the cops to us. “Great, we don’t have a place to go if your dumbass brings the cops here.” Ashley laughed and looked at me. “I mean, I’ve scoped out a few places. They’re all nuclear fallout shelters. But I’m not sure it would hold us all.” We had like two hundred people in our little set of Wild Ones. Oddly enough, we were the smallest group. All the others had roughly five hundred to a thousand people. “I’m sure a few of them could just hold us for a bit while we find another place.” I looked at Ashley and smiled lightly. “Yeah, but with all of our equipment, I don’t think we could all fit.” Ashley’s hand brushed up against mine again. “We’ll figure it out as soon as we get raided, yeah?” I looked at him and smiled lightly. We laid back and stayed there for a bit. I smiled and looked at him. The sound of police sirens was nothing new. It was rare, but it happened often enough that it didn’t alert anyone. That was until the police sirens got closer. I stood up and looked over at the highway, which wasn’t too far away from where we were stationed. They began pulling off the highway, one by one, and slowed their speed. I knew there were no other complexes around us. All of them were destroyed except for this one. I looked at Ashley and he nodded, running inside. I headed inside as well, shoving past a few people. We all began panicking, freaking out. People ran past each other and were all groveling to get to their rooms to pack. I ran up to my room and began packing. “I heard the sirens, are they coming here?” Vinny asked, stopping in the doorway as people rushed past my room. I nodded hurriedly as I threw my bag over my shoulder. My teddy bear hung at my side as I turned a bit. He nodded and headed to his room. I ran down to the only room that actually looked like an actual apartment. I knocked at the door and sighed. The door swung open and I was face to face with my dad. “The police-“ My dad held up a hand to shush me and just nodded lightly. His eyes were filled with sadness as he walked to an old recliner. He waved me in and I sat down next to him. People were screaming and trying to get out as fast as possible before F.E.A.R began shooting up the place. I knew I didn’t have a lot of time with my own father. We wouldn’t have much time with each other. The police must have already been here by now, knocking the down the door. The receptionist would keep a few of them back for awhile. “I don’t think I can go on anymore. My body is getting too old. I can’t move around anymore. My body just won’t do it, it can’t do it anymore. I don’t think I can make this trip.” I looked down and nodded. Even if Juliet could heal him, I knew what was coming. His eyes were old and losing their color. His skin was sagging and his joints creaked with every movement. He would be too much of a liability if I took him with me. We had this agreement since I was a small child. If he ever got too old to be with the Wild Ones anymore, he would go down one final time. He would use the last of his powers to protect us. “I understand dad, but…I want you to know that I love you. You’ve been the best dad I have ever had. I can not thank you enough for all that you have done for me. You have given me the best childhood I could ever ask for. I know how much you have tried to give me a normal life. I appreciate you and all that you have done for me so much.” It wasn’t easy saying goodbye to him. He was all that I had known in life. The only male figure that wasn’t somehow corrupt. I loved him as much as a son could. “Thank you Maxwell. I love you so much too. I knew this time was coming and I think you knew it was coming too. But, in my final hour, I want to give you something.” I heard the screams of a few people as shots ran out. My heart beat faster as I looked around. My dad looked at me and nodded lightly as he smiled. He pulled all of his rings off of his fingers and put them into a small baggie. I smiled and looked down lightly. His rings were always something I coveted. Each one had the birthstones for each month and another one had my birthstones with the other two being my brothers birthstones. I never knew my brothers and looked at him. I smiled and looked at them as he reached over to give the bag to me. “Find your brothers, I haven’t been able to find them in my whole lifetime. I want you to do what I couldn’t do. Their mothers have a ring just like the one I gave to you. Three birthstones in one ring. They should be giving their sons the ring today. Please, wear the ring as a sign to your siblings that you are someone they can trust. Find them, as my final wish, find them. I want you to find your brothers and get them away from F.E.A.R and their teachings. They’ll be in a city and under F.E.A.R’s brainwashing.” I nodded and heard more shots ring out. I smiled and looked at him. It was a bittersweet feeling, knowing that he was giving these rings to me as a final wish. I looked at him and looked down lightly at the bag of rings. My dad shooed me out and nodded. “They’re under F.E.A.R’s control?” I asked and he held up a hand to shush me up. I looked down and sighed lightly. “We don’t have much time left. F.E.A.R’s agents will be here soon.” I looked down and sighed lightly. “C-can I at least get one final goodnight?” I asked, pulling out my phone to start recording a video of him. He nodded and began singing our favorite lullaby, an old African one that his mother had sung to him. He smiled and looked at me, saying I love you one last time. I stopped recording and smiled lightly. “Now go, I’ll fight them off. Go be safe, my little lovebug.” I nodded and got up, taking one final look at him. I gave him a kiss on the forehead and sighed. This would be the last time I would ever see them. I grabbed my teddy bear and left, running downstairs and into the line of fire. I knew Andy, Jinxx, Jake, CC and Ashley would be out in the desert already. I knew that they needed to be protected even more than what we would like to do. They were the most important. Tens of people were already dead. I looked down and sighed, looking over the bodies. Loads of them were still alive. Their bodies were twitching and moving lightly. I looked down and left a few of them behind. I couldn’t save them all. They were all friends of mine too, so leaving them was super hard. I looked down and sighed lightly. I moved towards the back of the apartment building. Hundreds, and I mean hundreds, of F.E.A.R agents were shooting at the remaining Wild Ones. If someone was wounded, they would arrest them and throw them into the back of the SWAT van they had brought. I looked down and stood behind them. If I got noticed, I would be hurt as well and I was ‘the chosen one’. Andy would kill me if I got caught by F.E.A.R with the rest of them. I sighed and looked down lightly as I watched my friends get slaughtered. An idea hit me like a bag of bricks as soon as I saw Andy from across the way. He was hiding with the others behind some bushes. There was a dead F.E.A.R agent next to me. I picked her up and dragged her back to a wall of bushes by the apartment building. I pulled on her outfit, it was a bit baggy but I didn’t care. I shoved my bag into her backpack. I also took my teddy bear and the rings my dad gave me into the bag as well. I grabbed her gun and walked back towards the SWAT van. I smiled and looked at the wounded people in the van. I didn’t want to the dramatic pull-back-the-mask-to-surprise-the-wounded trick but I was itching to have a hero moment. I turned and looked at them lightly. I shifted lightly. My head spun lightly. I had no idea had gone through me. I had just done gone through with impersonating a F.E.A.R solider, which was highly illegal. If I got caught, I had no idea what was going to happen to me. I heard of one guy getting sentenced to a concentration camp and he almost died. He's still in a coma to this day and I felt so bad for doing something that could possibly kill me. If all went well, I could possibly find my brothers. My stomach churned as I looked at my friends. None of them seemed to notice me. I sat in the back of the van and we rode for a few hours. I had no idea where we were going and it didn't look like any of the others seemed to know where we were going either. I looked at them and tried to make out who was with me. It looked like Vinny, Chris, Josh, Ricky, Ryan and Ghost seemed to make it on all safely. They sat in a long chained row across from me. As long as I knew where they were and that they were safe, I was okay. But there were a few faces I had names to but I wasn’t sure if the names I had actually matched to the faces I was seeing.   There was Jamie, a soft haired girl with bright eyes and a knack for staying out of trouble. She was the one we sent out when we didn’t want to be caught. She was more of a pawn to the Wild Ones than anything else. There was Ryan Ashley, a woman who I knew only through legends. Ryan Ashley was a tall, tattooed woman and she was apart of a long line of witches. Her bloodline drew all the way back to the Salem Witch Trials and beyond. She was decently powerful as well and never seemed to pass up the chance to show us her power. She was always making sure we all had protection charms and sigils all around whatever compound we decided to stay in. I wasn't sure that her magic worked this time. Either that or she thought we were safe enough to not warrant these kinds of protections. I wasn't going to blame the killing and capture of all two hundred Wild Ones all on her. I just wasn't in the mood to actually do anything about it. There was a woman with deep red hair who I only knew as Phoenix and the was more powerful than anyone I had ever seen. She was able to catch herself on fire and not get burned. Of course, Jinxx had that power but it was very subdued. I couldn't imagine him using it on the scale that Phoenix used. I had access to Hellfire but that was only if I worked up enough strength to do it. The whole Hellfire thing just wiped me out. But Phoenix, she was super special. She was just able to catch fire and spontaneously combust only to pull her charred remains back together over a short period of time. Those were the only faces I could actually The ride into the city, or wherever we were going, seemed shorter than what I expected. I didn't like it because that mean that they were close to where our compound was and they were just waiting for the right time to pound. They were watching us the entire time and I knew it. There was no doubt in my mind that they weren't watching us. I was sure that they were just waiting around until one of us showed our faces. Those fucking assholes! I couldn't wait to just..I don't know, start a revolution or something. But I had to restrain myself a bit. I couldn't tell them all just yet. The van stopped and the back doors opened up to a whole new compound. It was underground and not like what I expected. It was just as put together as out place, and that was saying something. It was covered in a layer of filth and dust. The only high tech thing about it was their campaigning. It was all a front. Well, as much of a front as a government funded religion could put up. All of their tech seemed to be at least a generation older than what we were working with and we were already two generations behind. The F.E.A.R soldiers came out and took the prisoners to their cells and I followed their lead, I was going to have to go undercover after all. I turned and looked at one of my friends, deciding that I would lead Josh to his cell. He was the only one I could trust to not blab to. Everyone else, I would have totally set off as soon as I grabbed hold of them. I followed the lead of the other soldiers and followed them down to a catacomb like jail. I turned and looked at Josh. He sneered at me and growled, fangs showing lightly.  I backed up and sighed lightly, still holding onto his arm. I knew how much Josh hated F.E.A.R agents. His whole kind was killed off by F.E.A.R agents. I was just another F.E.A.R agent to him and that kind of hurt. Though, I knew what I looked like to him. He looked at me as I tossed him into a cell with five other people and closed the door behind him.

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☠️ His Darkness Divine ☠️

•Part One•

💀CHRIS MOTIONLESS X READER SERIES💀

He's a demon from one of the oldest ruling classes of the Underground. You're the one human he was never meant to fall for, to become involved with. When your paths cross, will things be doomed from the very beginning? Or will it perhaps be a tale for the ages...?

• fluff; TW dark themes (mentions of death and violence/blood); language; TW (features Ghost [male presenting])

Something was up.

He could feel it, deep within bones and tendons and nerve endings that were centuries old.

Something felt slightly off about tonight.

He couldn't place it yet, couldn't quite grasp just what exactly it was.

Of course, everything appeared calm and cool on the outside, the moonlight filtering in through the shadowed treeline, casting silver streaks here and there along the wooded path.

Being mid-October, there was a slight chill to the air that night, lingering amidst an otherwise rather forgiving breeze whispering amongst the leaves above.

And yet... something felt amiss.

He couldn't help but find a sort of amusement within it all, really. Here he was, the eldest of his brothers, born and bred from one of the finest ruling families of demons inhabiting the Underground.

And yet something had him feeling all too uneasy, a feeling he wasn't used to very often.

"Knock it off!"

The hissed warning startled Christopher out of his present thoughts, capturing his attention and sending a hot streak of irritation coursing through him.

Couldn't at least one of his brothers find it in themselves to behave for once??

"Both of you," he began, causing the two youngest of his brothers, Richard and Vinny, to turn their attention towards him.

One of them opened his mouth to protest, but upon seeing the dark look in his brother's eyes, he promptly closed it.

"I don't care who or what started it. Both of you, behave yourselves," Chris spoke coolly, his tone implying there were no further altercations to be had.

"Acting like fucking children," one of his other brothers muttered, shaking his head.

"Pfft, like you're any better, Sola!" came the immediate retort from Vinny. The man in question, Sola, or rather, as he was more commonly known, 'Ghost', scowled at the younger demon.

"Better behaved than you, at least. Know your fucking place," he answered, his tone cold and hard as flint.

Snap.

The sound echoed through the woodlands, silencing any further conversation amongst the group.

"All of you, quiet. Now," Christopher ordered.

The six of them stood silent, watching and waiting, ever patient yet ever ready, too.

And then he caught it.

Christopher was the first of his brothers to notice the scent playing along the breeze.

It was faint at first, but rapidly becoming stronger, almost like the source itself was growing ever nearer.

A quiet whisper from Richard then, "You smell that too, right?"

Softly spoken agreements were made before the sound of footsteps could be heard. And then he saw her, they all did.

"Is that-?"

"Are they human?"

There was quiet disorder amongst his brothers, followed by someone swearing under their breath.

"Aw, fuck."

Christopher held up a hand to silence his brothers before taking a cautious step forward, his attention fixated on the girl.

She was indeed human, he could tell from her scent. And she hadn't yet spotted Christopher and his brothers- oh, no.

At that exact moment, she happened to look up, and her footsteps faltered, the poor girl freezing in her tracks.

How had one of his brothers so tactfully put it, only a few moments ago?

"Aw, fuck", indeed...

It had been a mistake to cut through this particular section of woodlands at this hour. You had thought it might save time to get you home, but now you were starting to regret your decision.

What little moonlight there was offered no help, only a few streaks here and there lighting your way ahead of you. One could easily get lost in these woods.

"One had easily gotten lost."

The errant thought made you smile, despite the rather unfortunate circumstances.

You glanced back behind you; there was a long way to go if you turned back now, surely you were only a mile or two from home...?

Turning back around, something made you suddenly freeze in place. Or rather, someone.

Six someones, to be exact.

You stood there as if paralyzed, your gaze fixed on the tallest of the figures, his eyes locked on yours in a silent stare-down.

And yet there was something oddly gentle about the way he looked at you, a touch of concern and what might have been pity, hidden in those dark eyes.

He took a step towards you, raising one gloved hand in a sign of peace, or perhaps merely a greeting.

"You shouldn't be out in these woods. This is no place for small, pure creatures like yourself."

His voice had a velvet smooth timbre to it, as easily soothing as it was intriguing. But the way he'd spoken, something about it was odd, it was very... elegant. Almost too elegant.

Still... there was something about him.

There was something equally as enticing about the others, too. All six of them, the tallest one included, seemed paler than normal. Then again, perhaps it was just the moonlight playing tricks with your eyesight.

The whole lot of them were clothed to the nines in head-to-toe black, each of them taking their own distinctive approach to it, their eyes lined in dark kohl of the same soulless shade.

Something about the whole group was slightly off-putting, and you weren't sure you liked the touch of hostility you could detect in the eyes of one of them. He was standing to the far right of the group, but he had easily caught your attention.

Where most of the others had hair nearly as dark as the clothing they wore, this one... his was a split dye, equal parts black as ink and pale as the moonlight filtering down from above.

He stood there staring at you with a poorly concealed look of irritation in his features, that aforementioned hostility displayed in those dark eyes.

"Cerulli, leave it. Let's go," he spoke up. His voice was as cold and callous as you imagined it to be, his eyes shifting to narrow at the tallest member of the group, the one you'd spotted first.

The one he called Cerulli held up a hand, silencing him, his gaze still fixed on you.

"It would appear we've gotten lost, no?"

There was amusement in his voice as he spoke directly to you, one thin, dark eyebrow raising slightly.

You found yourself nodding, unable to look away from the man's gentle eyes as he shook his head at you.

"Perhaps you would be better off out of these woods? It's not safe, darkness lurks within these shadows," he spoke again, his tone soft.

Only then were you able to find your voice, just barely.

"Should you be out here? Any of you, I mean? If it's not safe?" you asked.

You swore one corner of the man's mouth lifted in a brief smile before it vanished, as he took a step towards you, then another, until he was standing in front of you.

"Our safety should be of no concern to you. I'm quite sure we'll be alright. You, however," he reached out with one gloved hand as he spoke, lightly brushing the backs of his fingertips along your cheek, "your safety is of far more importance. Please, return home."

With that, he withdrew his hand, leaving behind a tingling feeling of emptiness, a sort of odd loneliness, where he touched you. You swallowed nervously, trying to find your voice again, and when you spoke, your words tripped over each other.

"I'm tr- I'm trying," you whispered.

He paused a moment, his eyes holding yours captive as he regarded you thoughtfully. And then he extended a hand out towards you, a silent offer of help.

The brief nagging thought that there might be possible danger lurking ahead slipped into your mind, but it was gone in an instant as you slowly placed your hand in his.

He might be your only way out of these woods, you hadn't seen any other sign of human life out here for miles.

The minute you placed your hand in his, there was an almost imperceptible shift in the air itself, you could feel it. He could feel it too, you knew he could.

The way his breath hitched in his throat for a moment, his steps faltering as he led you towards the others, the way his grip on your hand tightened briefly.

"Are... are you alright?" you whispered.

His eyes shifted to meet yours, a brief look of frenzied panic showing in their dark depths for a fraction of a second, before it was gone. He slowly nodded, leading you past the others without a word, though his expression remained uneasy.

You could hear the others following silently behind, although you thought you heard one of them mutter a swear word under their breath.

None of you spoke for the next few minutes, the only sound that of the leaves protesting beneath heavy footsteps, intermingled with the many woodland creatures hiding in the shadows.

And then a soft voice broke through the quiet of the night, from one of the people following behind you and the one they called Cerulli.

"I know that look, Christopher. It's happened, hasn't it?"

Ah, so that was his name, then.

Christopher Cerulli.

You had to admit, it did have a rather nice ring to it, a sort of old-world feel about it, every bit as elegant as the bearer of the name.

The man beside you shot a brief glance over his shoulder, an unreadable expression in his dark eyes. "We'll discuss this later, Richard," he answered, his tone closing off any further conversation.

A deep sigh came from someone in the group, followed by some unintelligible, hastily muttered words from someone else.

The tension within the entirety of the group was as palpable as ever, though. You could feel it, could feel it in the way Christopher held tightly to your hand, could feel it in the way the others were trying earnestly not to reveal anything of importance in front of you.

And then all too soon, it began to dissipate, as the seven of you reached the edge of the treeline. You could see the outskirts of town from here, could hear the cars creeping along on the streets, the sounds of people going about their evening.

Christopher stopped short at the edge of the woods, though his hand remained firmly clasped around yours for a moment. You looked up at him, silently pleading with him with wide eyes to look back at you, but he wouldn't meet your gaze.

"This-- this is where I leave you," he spoke quietly, his words unsteady and holding a note of disappointment within them. Though his voice trembled, the words themselves spoke volumes. Was it perhaps that he wasn't quite ready to let you go just yet? Was that it?

His words almost an echo of your thoughts, the one they called Richard suddenly spoke up, his tone soft.

"Christopher... this is where we leave her. She needs to return home."

"Where she goes, you cannot follow," the one with the split-dyed hair spoke in agreement.

"Ghost is right, you cannot go with her. This is where she leaves, and we stay," Richard said quietly, his gaze shifting to rest on you.

There was something so patient, so gentle, about the way he watched you. It was reminiscent of the way Christopher had looked at you earlier that night, when you had first seen him.

"I... I don't-" Christopher began, his words cutting off as he finally, finally met your gaze. But now there was such sadness there, so sudden and unexplainable. For a moment, it looked as though his very heart must be breaking on the inside, though it was unclear to you why exactly that would be.

You swallowed hard, slowly nodding as you stared up at him. "I know. Um, th-thank you. You know, for- for helping me back there," you told him, your voice barely above a murmur.

You gave his black-gloved hand a gentle squeeze, before letting your hand slip from his as you stood on the tips of your toes, leaning in to whisper in his ear.

"I'll never forget your kindness..."

Taking a step back from him, you cast a look around at the others, some of them meeting your eyes and giving you a brief nod of acknowledgement. The one they called Ghost gave you a mere sideways glance before his eyes shifted to rest on Christopher.

The tall man in question wouldn't look away, his dark eyes fixed on you as you turned and began to slowly head towards the outskirts of town. You could feel him watching you as you walked, and when he suddenly spoke up, you stopped in your tracks, turning around to face him.

"Please get home safe, little mouse."

You offered him a patient smile, answering with a simple, "Y/N. Call me Y/N."

"Y/N..." he repeated softly.

The way he said your name, the way he seemed to indulge in each syllable, every letter, the way it fell effortlessly from his tongue...

You had no idea who he really was, but you knew one thing: you were going to miss him.

Whoever he was, you would miss him.

There was something unexplainable about him, something that made you feel safe, a feeling so rarely expressed when amongst complete strangers.

But him... he was different.

You weren't sure how, or why. But you knew without it having to be explained, you were safe, at least with him.

You gave him one last smile, waving farewell to him and his comrades, before turning and heading towards town.

Whoever he was, you wished nothing but the best for him tonight...

"Something has changed now, hasn't it?"

Richard was quiet, thoughtful, as he spoke directly to Christopher. His brother continued to watch the human girl retreat towards the edges of town, refusing to look away for even a second.

Upon not receiving a response, Richard continued on.

"It's her, isn't it? Something has shifted-" he began, only to be interrupted by one of his other brothers.

"If things have shifted, you know they'll all find out about it," Balz cut in.

There was a heavy sigh from Ghost, causing them all to turn their attention towards the older demon.

"Nothing has shifted, nothing has changed. He is to leave her alone. They don't need to find out about this. Any of it," he said, irritated.

"You do not get to make that call for me. And Richard is right. Something has changed," Christopher's voice was cold, defiant.

"Is it her?" his brother asked him, eliciting a nod from the eldest demon.

"I cannot- I... there's something about her. It's unclear what exactly yet, but it is her," he answered quietly.

"No. No. This is exactly what happened the last time, and we all remember how that ended! This is just like you and Lil-" Ghost started, but his brother cut him off midsentence.

"Don't. Don't you dare say her name, absolutely fucking not. That was in the past, this is now. This is different, she is different," he said harshly, turning to glare at the younger demon.

His brother opened his mouth in protest, but Christopher cut him off again with a shake of his head. "She. Is. Different," he repeated.

"Sola. Let it go, man. Things have already been set in motion," Vinny spoke up softly, his tone hesitant.

"I mean, I do think it might be worth mentioning, Balz did make a fair point. If you decide to go down this path, they will hear about it. Maybe not from any of us, but word will reach them in the Underground," Richard pointed out.

"What exactly are you saying?" Christopher began, a warning in his tone.

"He's saying you need to be careful. While it's evident you care about this girl, you need to tread lightly. She is human, we are not. Are you sure that's something you want to put her through? Just... be careful," Ryan cut in.

"We just don't want a repeat of what happened with Lilith," Richard said softly. Christopher knew deep down that his brothers were right, he knew it as well as they did. The last person he had allowed himself to become enamored with had grown weak, corrupted, the more days she'd spent around him.

Eventually, it had become too much for her, and her light had dimmed, flickered out until there was nothing left of who she was, who she used to be. He could still see her face sometimes if he tried hard enough, could memorize every detail of her, down to the soul within.

She had shined so brightly for him, had given him so much, she had been his everything. And he had corrupted all of it, corrupted her, dirtied up her soul, polluted it with his own darkness, quite without meaning to.

Lilith had been the one constant in his life, and he had taken that away from her.

Just like he would take it away from this girl, Y/N, his little mouse...

What if his brothers were right? What if he wasn't meant to involve himself so closely with her?

Then again... what if they were wrong?

If he could somehow overturn the balance of things, could alter whatever plans had been set into motion, maybe if he was careful enough--

Maybe there would be no bloodshed this time, no souls snuffed out, torn asunder, gone--

"Christopher."

Richard's voice cut through his thoughts like a knife, dragging him back from old wounds and into the present.

"Look, brother. Whatever you decide, you need to be absolutely certain you see it to the end. If she is what you choose... you need to guard her closely."

"Fuck that, he's going to drag her down with him, just like he did with Lilith! And then we'll all be fucked," Ghost cut in with a hiss.

"We don't know that!" Balz argued, his tone sharp, taking them all by surprise.

Out of the six of them, Balz was normally the most carefree, his demeanor fairly easygoing, content, perhaps even a bit careless.

It was rather unlike him to snap at one of his brothers like this, regardless of the circumstances. He took a hesitant step towards Christopher, arching a brow at him.

"Do you honestly feel she's ready for all of this? Us, our world, what we are, all of it-- are you absolutely, without a fucking doubt, sure that she's ready to face all of that?" he asked.

"Let me ask you something," he continued. "Let me ask you this, and be honest with me, with all of us. You care about this girl, yeah? Something has changed, we know that now, we get it. But deep down, where it fucking counts-- are you really ready to lie down and take the fall for her like that?

"Because you know the minute you involve yourself with her, the minute you let her into our world, let her be a part of you, her name is gonna end up on their list."

"Her name will end up on our side's list as well," Richard quietly chimed in.

Balz nodded in agreement, casting a questioning look at his eldest brother. "Exactly. You ready to subject her to that?" he finished softly.

"I have no choice," Christopher answered, his voice barely rising above a whisper.

"There is no longer any foreseeable future where you see yourself without her, is there?" Richard asked him.

His brother's reply came in an instant.

"You already know the answer to that."

A ghost of a smile slipped across Richard's features before it vanished. "I do, yes. But I need to hear you say it, we all do."

There was a moment's silence before Christopher answered again, his tone somber.

"No. There is no foreseeable future without her in it."

There was a hiss of disgust from Ghost that went ignored, before Balz spoke up.

"Then it's decided. Christopher, I hope you know what the fuck you're doing. And... should things take a rather unfortunate turn, I'll be the first one in line to say I told you so?" he said with a faint grin.

Christopher's answering half-smile was visible for a mere slip of a moment before it was gone. "I wouldn't expect anything less from you, Balz," he said quietly.

"So... does this mean she's coming back? We're gonna see more of her, then?" Vinny's tone was hesitant, as he shot a brief look around at his brothers.

There were several nods and murmurs of assent, before Christopher spoke up.

"She... I... this is going to take time. For her, for me, all of us," he told his brothers.

"We understand. Just-- like I said earlier, be careful. She's too young to have her soul taken from her like that. Just make sure this is what you really want," Ryan said.

Christopher's answer was softly spoken, but every single one of his brothers heard it.

"She is what I really want."

It was true. What he had felt earlier that night, when he'd offered her his hand as a sign of help, a sign of reassurance, that everything would be okay--

And she'd willingly placed her small hand within his own-

The spark he had felt, the sheer panic, and hope, and just that sudden sense of belonging, of home-

He'd known in an instant.

There was something about her that would change him, change his brothers.

There was something about her that would change the very course of time as he knew it, something that would rip through the fabric of whatever previous plans had been woven and laid to rest.

Tonight had not been without purpose.

Maybe she was his purpose...

Either way, he was going to find out.

Even if it killed him.

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It's That Time Of Year!!!

Calling all MIW writers and Gif makers,

@chriscrosscerulli and I have thought of a very awesome idea. Instead of gifts exchange we have a story exchange.

The Writers/Gif makers from the Motionless in White Fandom who signs up to participate will be given a name of another writer and will write a Christmas story with a character of the receivers choice to give to them on Christmas day and vise versa. Everyone will get a story you just don't know who from until Christmas. That's exciting. We're really exciting to do this and we hope everyone involved is excited.

It's free and it comes from the heart. Not all our friends on here live close by so this is a nice way to give them something, also it gives you the chance to meet new people if you haven't already met them. (I know, we all would rather meet our online friends in real life but sadly some can't and that's okay)

Rules are: Do NOT tell anyone who you have. (That ruins the surprise, dont be the Grinch)

:When signing up please list which band member you would like a story with. So you won't get someone you're not to fond of.

:You have to be a writer or if you do gif imagines then that's acceptable too. Or you can do both if you want. Up to you.

:The writing will start on December 1st and must be done by December 25th. So you have a little over 3 weeks to finish it. When your story is finished please tag it as "Motionless In White Christmas Story Exchange". Thank you.

:It has to be Christmas themed or holiday themed.

:It can be smutty, angsty, fluffy or whatever you feel like writing. (It's your writing make it the way you want it)

:You have to get in your name by the end of November, lets say by the 27th. On November 30th, you will get a message from one of us telling you who you got.

If you have any questions please dont hesitant to ask @chriscrosscerulli or I. We will try our best to answer questions.

If you would like to participate please reblog this post or message @chriscrosscerulli or I to give us your information. (Your blogs name that you would like to be tagged in and what member you would like the story to be written with)

We just want everyone to have a wonderful time and be friendly. It's Christmas. Thank you to all who participates and thank you to all the writers and gif makers out there. You're doing a wonderful job!!! Merry Christmas!!

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Custom Made

Gif credit @vinnymauro-chenzomauro

Hope you all enjoy

Happy Reading Dollies

@chriscrosscerulli. @ryansitkowskiswifey @ilovetaquitosmmmm

"Josh if you don't get off that phone right now, I'm going to throw it to the ground and stomp on it". You said getting annoyed and angry. It was your third anniversary and all you wanted to do was spend it with Josh but he found something more important on his phone.

"I will, I'm almost done". He said not even looking at you.

"Whatever". You huffed and grabbed your plate taking it to the kitchen with tears in your eyes. It took Josh thirty minutes til he noticed you were gone. You were doing dishes with hatred.

"Why are you mad"? He asked coming up from behind you wrapping his arms around your waist. You shrugged him off and walked away.

Josh huffed and wandered after you. Not being in the mood to be ignored you locked the bedroom door before he could get there.

"Come on, let me in". You heard his nails tapping on the door.

"Please go away". You held back the croak in your throat.

"I had something important to do. It couldn't wait".

"More important than your anniversary"?

"Way more important. I'll explain later just let me in". He started to bang on the door.

You got so frustrated that you unlocked the door swinging it opened. "No you explain now or you get the hell out of my house". You screamed.

Josh stepped back as he was shocked you never got this angry before. He pulled out his phone getting on it.

"Really? I'm yelling at you and you have the fucking nerve to get on the damn phone".

"Here". He pushed the phone in your hands. Blinking many times you had to make sure you were seeing it right.

"What is this for"?

"I have been talking to a guy that makes personal wedding rings. This is what yours looks like. He's going out of town for a year and I'm trying to finish it before he leaves".

"Josh, I didn't know".

"I didn't want you to know. I wanted a surprise but I didn't know that our third anniversary meant so much when I wanted to spend the rest of our lives together".

"I'm sorry". You looked at the ring again. It was perfect. It captured you and Josh wonderfully.

"Well since you know about it and apologized. Will you marry me"?

"You still want to marry me after I acted like a child"?

"I want to marry you even more now. You cared so much about a anniversary that I could care less about because I'm waiting for the tenth and the fiftieth and the hundredth. I'm waiting for the kids and grandkids that will be celebrating them with us".

"Oh Josh. Why do you have to be this precious? I can't wait to marry you". You grabbed his shirt bringing him to you attaching your lips to his.

"So I take that as a yes"? He smirked.

"Yes, yes". You smushed his cheeks together with your hands kissing his puckered lips.

"I love you so much".

"I love you more". He pushed you into the bedroom slamming the door behind. Your anniversary was just getting started.

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First Time For Everything

Gif credit @fl00dland

Hope you all enjoy 

Happy Reading Dollies. 

@chriscrosscerulli @ilovetaquitosmmmm @ryansitkowskiswifey

"Daddy"? Lucy pulled on Josh's basketball short getting his attention as he fixed lunch.

"Yes".

"I threw up". Lucy's horse voice made Josh stop and kneel down to check her forehead.

"You threw up? Where"?

"The hall way".

"Do you need to throw up some more"?

"No, I'm good". She said then took off playing again.

Josh grabbed the paper towels and the Lysol spray and headed to the hallway.

It was her breakfast of oatmeal and it looked like peaches or maybe mango. Josh didn't feed the kids breakfast that morning so he didnt know.

"Lucy are you okay"? He asked as he finished up.

"Daddy"? Lucy appeared at the end of the hall.

"You okay"?

"I threw up again". She said holding her belly.

"Where at"? Josh let out a sigh, the one day you're working late is the day his daughter gets sick and he has no idea on how to handle it.

"Kitchen". She walked off again.

Josh went to the kitchen but on his way there he didn't see the pile off throw up on the floor and slipped right in it. He just laid there for a moment in his daughters throw up.

"Are you okay daddy"? Lucy sat beside him on the floor.

"I don't know how your mommy does this. It's only four pm and I'm exhausted I still have laundry to do and now you're sick. Should I call the doctor or call mommy? I don't even know how much medicine to give you".

"Mommy runs me a bath and gives me ginger ale then tucks me into bed".

"Okay, let's go take a bath before your sister wakes up from her nap". "I just hope she's not sick too". Josh groaned as he got up with the help of Lucy.

Josh gave Lucy a bath tucked her into bed and put a cup of ginger ale beside her bed with a trash can if she needed to throw up again.

He cleaned up the throw up and feed the baby even started the laundry before you got home.

"Hey babe". You greeted him kicking off your heels walking into the kitchen. You kissed his cheek then notices crusty stuff on his shirt.

"What's this"?

"Lucy's throw up". He said putting food on the plate for you.

"You still have it on"?

"I didn't have time to change, I was busy running around like a chicken with its head cut off".

"She okay"?

"She's in bed, sleeping peacefully. The baby is sleeping and I don't know how you do it". He clappsed on the counter, you came up behind him rubbing his shoulders.

"I dont know either but I do it. At the end of the day I may want to pull my hair out or drink a gallon of whiskey but the kids are fed and happy that's all that matters".

"I need sleep, shower and some love". Josh purred.

"Shower first. I'm going to eat and check on the kids then you'll get some love". He nodded and went to the bedroom.

You quickly ate and checked on your sleeping babies. They were snug in bed sleeping soundly. Josh did a great job.

"They are still sleeping and I'm here for some love". You said walking into the bedroom.

"Josh"?

"In here".

You opened the bathroom door, Josh sat on the floor hovering the toilet.

"She gave it to me".

"Oh Josh, I'm sorry". You came over and rubbed his back as he threw up again.

"I'll get you some ginger ale to settle your stomach".

"Can you run me a bath first"? Josh pouted.

"Of course". You smiled turning on the faucet. Getting Josh into the tub he relaxed, melting into the hot water making him feel a little better.

Getting Josh's ginger ale you looked around the house. Everything was clean and the toys were put back in place. He really is a good dad. He did all this when his child was sick and he was exhausted all by himself.

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Midnight Snacking

Gif credit @vinnymauro-chenzomauro

This was another dream I had. @chriscrosscerulli and I think its the result of eating spicy foods. It was one messed up dream because I would have married Balz in a heartbeat. Stupid dream me 😂

I hope you enjoy.

Happy Reading Dollies

@chriscrosscerulli. @ryansitkowskiswifey. @ilovetaquitosmmmm.

"Josh is here". Your friend came running into your room excitingly.

"Tell him I'm not here". You crouched down hiding beside the nightstand.

"He's in the house already". She pointed to the the front door.

"You let him in? Oh god". You groaned.

"What is going on"?

Your door began to shake and rattle. It blew up into millions of little shatters of wood.

"I want Y/N to be my bride and I want her soul". Josh appeared out of no where. First he was in the living room now he's at your bedroom without a sound.

"Soul? Did he just say soul"? She was confused and freaked out.

"Balz please leave. You don't want to marry me". You pleaded with him. "You're definitely not getting my soul".

"I love you and I will do anything for us to be together". He steps into your room and you got a good look at him. He was dressed very handsome. Had his nails done and his makeup on point with his black out contacts. His look made you weak in the knees.

"I'm still on the soul thing. And you want me to let you just go and marry him"?

"I'm not marrying him". You sternly say.

"Yes my love, you are". Balz disagreed then the lights went out. Okay you both were freaked out now. How did he do that?

Balz strutted forward, while you stood up you felt your body lift off the floor and you started moving toward Balz in thin air.

"What the fuck is happening"? You screamed.

"Am I high right now or am I dreaming"? Your friend couldn't get that this was really happening and you had no control over it, Balz did.

"Balz please stop, you're scaring me".

You dropped out of the air to the floor with a thud, Balz held out his hand to help you up. You didn't want to take it but something in you told you that you should.

Balz brought you close to him, moving a strand on loose hair from your face to behind your ear.

"You're beautiful and all mine". Balz said with lust. Biting your lower lip, you wanted to kiss him so badly but he wanted your soul and to freaking marry you. He was nuts.

"Josh". You began to speak but was hushed by Josh's finger on your lips.

"Don't speak just feel". His lips collided with yours kissing you deep and rough as he pulled away he bit your bottom lip enough to draw blood. You hissed as he let go, bringing your hand to your mouth.

"We're finally together". Balz said with a evil grin. Then a blood red light surrounded the room.

"What are you talking about"? "You bit me". That's when felt a burning sensation on your finger, your ring finger. Looking at your hand you saw a silver wedding band burned your finger. How did that get there?

"What's this"? You held your hand in his face.

Balz took your finger and the burning stopped. "We're married now and your soul is mine".

"You're out of your fucking mine Joshua Balz".

Balz laughed demonically. You were beyond frightened.

"If I'm dreaming I would like to wake up now. Wake up Y/N, wake up". You kept telling yourself over and over.

"Babe"? You heard someone call out in space that filled your head.

"Don't take my soul". You screamed out jolting up in bed, sweat dripping down your face.

"Whoa who's trying to take your soul"? A man asked you who was laying beside you.

"You". You yelled at the man who now you noticed was your husband Josh Balz.

"Why"? He let out a laugh.

"You wanted me to marry you and to take my soul". Your panting slowed down as you relaxed knowing you were awake.

"But we're already married, have been for five years now".

"It was a dream I can't control them".

"You can control what goes into your mouth at night. I told you not to eat spicy foods before bed".

"The baby wanted spicy". You growled as you laid back down in bed. Josh laid on his side rubbing your growing belly.

"Then maybe it's like Nightmare on Elm street: The Dream Child. The baby is controlling your dreams".

"Why would my baby want me to fear marrying you and fear that you would take my soul"?

"I'm just trying to think of a reason for your insane dreaming. You won't believe that food is the reason. Think about last Friday you ate ice cream before bed and you woke up rubbing up on me my dick in your hand. You had a wet horny dream".

"But my snack time is right before bed. I'm always hungry when midnight hits. That's why it's called a midnight snack". "Duh".

"Then choose your snacks wisely".

"Fine sweets and sugary snacks it is". "I like those dreams they're the best". Josh raised a eye brow.

"You want me to take away those scary dreams for you"? He asked lustfully.

"Oh Yeah, can you get me some rocky road ice cream with whipped cream"? You moaned.

"Not the sugar I was talking about but I could go for something to eat too". He laughed getting out of bed. You smiled widely snuggling back in. If Josh was right about the food having something to do with your dreams then he'll be woken up with another sweet treat.

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Sleep Deprived

Gif credit @vinnymauro-chenzomauro

I hope you all enjoy.

Happy Reading Dollies

@chriscrosscerulli. @ryansitkowskiswifey. @ilovetaquitosmmmm

"Josh, get up". You nudged him as you got out of bed going to make a bottle when you heard the baby started crying.

"What"? He groan rolling over on his side still half a sleep.

"The baby is crying can you go get her while I fix the bottle"?

"Yeah". He moaned as he got of bed, hunched over creeping out of the bedroom and in the hall.

Shaking the bottle while you walked down the hall to the bedroom. Josh was already there cradling the baby.

"I'll take her while you sleep". You yawned, holding out your arms. Josh turned towards you about to hand you the baby until you got a look. It had long black hair, was panting and four legs.

"Um, Josh"? You started to snicker.

"What"? He was still half sleep.

"You got the wrong baby".

"What"? He panicked.

"Oh come on". He groaned as the dog licked his face. You laughing in the back ground.

"I'm sorry". He put the dog on the bed and rubbed his eyes.

"It's okay. Common parent mistake, I'll go get her. You go back to sleep". Josh sighed, laying back in bed waiting for you to come back in.

"She lost her passy. But I'm going to go ahead and feed her since its almost feeding time". You sat back on the bed with the baby in your arms.

"I'm sorry".

"Josh it's okay. I'm not mad. I actually thought it was funny".

"I should know the difference between my daughter and my dog".

"Josh, you have been working so hard trying to get the store up and running. You're sleep depraved, on top of that she's a month old and we still haven't caught up on sleep from when she came home. It's normal". You tried to soothe him. Josh couldn't hold his eyes open.

"Maybe opening a store right after having a baby was not such a good idea"?

"You had planned on opening the store way before she was born. You were so excited on building it up. I'm not going to stop you from making your dreams come true even when we have a baby".

"I'm just so exhausted".

"I know. So get some sleep and we'll finish this in the morning". You leaned over and kissed his head. The loud snores telling you he was out like a light when his head hit the pillow.

Josh stretched as he sat up in bed. The sun was shining and the birds were chirping. He looked at the clock, it flashed nine am. Josh jumped out of bed and ran to the kitchen where you were cooking breakfast. The house smelt of pumpkin pancakes and bacon.

"Why didn't you wake me, I have to be at the store for the contractor". He threw his hands in the air.

"Calm down and have some breakfast". You put a plate of pancakes on the bar.

"I can't".

"Yes you can. I asked my brothers to go meet the contractor, they're going to up date you on how things are going but for now you are taking the day off. You're going to spend it with your daughter and I. You will sleep all day if you want to but you aren't going into work. I don't even want to hear about. Everyone needs a self day and today is yours".

"How did I get so lucky to have you as a wife, mother of my daughter and my best friend"? He smiled widely.

"By being a hard working, always dreaming, loving, fun and adventurous man that I couldn't help but fall in love with. Now eat before they get cold. After this you're going to get your nails done by me and a bubble bath then cuddle time with us". You say as you looked at your daughter who was napping in her bassinet.

"You spoil me". He said after he took a bite of food. "Mmmm. So delicious".

"Thank you". You watched as Josh ate every bit of his breakfast. He was an amazing man that loved and cared for his family even if that meant sleepless nights and long days but today was all about him and you were going to make it special.

[happys-crazy-queen22]

The Interviewer From Hell

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"Do you have a phobia"? The interviewer asked Blaz, Chris and Ryan as they sat down taking a moment from touring.

"Girls". Balz said rather quickly.

"Dude, you're the one with the girlfriend". Ryan leaned up from his seat and told him.

"She's more like a dude. I mean we play games together and she likes the same weird shit as me". "She's actually more manly than I am. She doesn't wear make up often and she'd rather be outdoors then in doors". 

"She's a very tough chick". Ryan added. 

"But you fuck on a regular bases"?

"Yeah". Balz laughed covering his mouth with his hand to hide it.

"Then she's your girlfriend".

"Oh she is. I've made sure of that".

"And why's that"?

"Ryan knew her before I did and when he first met her he would come back and talk about her. She seemed like a really interesting person so I had to meet her. I called our mutual friend besides Ryan and told them I was having a party invite everyone you know. She showed up".

"He stalked her the whole time she was there". Ryan laughed as did Chris.

"I had to have her".

"You could have been more unnoticeable about it".

"What do you mean"? The interviewer asked Ryan.

"She comes up to me and tells me a weird eyed looking creep is following her and I'm in fight mode and I see Balz just looking our way. I'm like thats not a weird eyed creep that's Balz our pianists".

"Oh wow".

"Yeah, then they proceeded to talk the whole night".

"Were you jealous"? The interviewer asked Ryan who was taken back from the question. Balz thought it was inappropriate to ask that.

"No, they're my friends and I want them to be happy and if that's them being together them that's wonderful".

"We got his blessing before we started anything. She sat him down and asked then I came in and we just talked". Balz came to Ryan's defense.

"If you didn't like her why did they need your blessing"? Okay now this interview was getting on everyone's nerves and it's being taken to far.

"We have a code in our friendship when there is a girl involved you talk it out. Because someone else may like them so we get it all out in the air first before there is dating involved".

"That's a good code to have. But you didn't answer the question, did you like her"?

"Yeah. I liked her but only as a friend. I'm happy for Balz and her they make a great couple and would I ever jeopardize that hell no. I'm not that kind of person".

"But if they ever broke up would you go after her"?

Balz and Ryan looked at each other. They felt like they were in a episode of Jerry Springer.  Chris quietly sat in the middle not moving or saying a word. He didn't know who's side to be on if any side was worth taking. This was the most awkward  interview they have ever sat down for.

Will this be the one where there friendship comes to a end?

[happys-crazy-queen22]

Believe In Love, You Serial Killer

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@chriscrosscerulli  @ilovetaquitosmmmm

"I love you". Your rapid breath covered his sweaty chest.

Josh laid there stroking your hair. He didn't know what to say, he never believed in the whole love thing. Until he met you but didn't know the right words to say.

"He just laid there? After you confessed your love for him"? Your friend scoffed.

"Maybe it doesnt count if you're saying it after sex"?

"Even after sex there should have been some kind of response, a grunt or something but he did nothing".

"I knew he was trouble".

"Trouble"? You tilted your head at her.

"Serial killer shit, no emotions. You better watch out". She warned you but you rolled your eyes at her cause she crazy.

"You're just stupid girl". You laughed.

"I'm serious. Look at the way he dresses and the people he hangs out with. He's trouble".

"I dress the same way and I hang out with those people. I can't believe you're judging him on his looks".

"I'm saying that his looks and his people are the reason he can't love".

"How are they connected"? Your voice rose so did your temper.

"When you wear all black, you have a black heart".

"That's fucking ridiculous. So you're saying since I wear black, I have a black heart and cant love anyone"?

"No, you're getting defensive and taking it out of context".

"No, you're just a judgmental bitch". You hissed getting your bag.

"Y/N".

"I thought you'd be different, I could tell you anything but the one time I tell you something you show your true colors on who you really are".

"I didn't mean anything by it".

"Fuck you. See I used a emotion". You slammed the door in her face and got in your car and left.

"Hey babe". Josh greeted you. He was sitting on the couch eating a bowl of fruit loops.

"Hey". You sighed sitting next to him.

"What's wrong"? He asked taking a bite of cereal.

"Just got into a fight with Y/F/N".

"About"?

"You".

"What'd I do now, she always has something to say about me".

"She says you have no emotion like a serial killer because last night I told you I loved you and you didnt say it back or anything for that matter".

" I didnt know what to say, no one's really loved me before like you do". "I was worried that if I said something you would take it the wrong way".

"You could have said thanks or something. I feel like you don't love me. That I'm just here for your amusement".

Josh put his bowl on the table and turned to you, placing his hands together with yours.

"Don't ever think that. You mean so much to me that I wouldn't know what to do with myself if you ever decide to leave me. I've never felt this way about anybody before".

" I really do love you. I may not say it at all or show it at times but I'm truly deeply in love with you".

"If anything changes I will tell you but as of right now you have all my love and my heart".

You sniffled back a tear. He was so sweet.

"Oh Josh". You wrapped your arms around his shoulders. He snuggled his face into the crook of your neck, hugging you tightly.

"I love you".

"I love you too and I mean that from the bottom of my heart".

"She doesn’t know what she's talking about. Look at you confessing your love for me. Showing emotion".

"She is right though, I am a serial killer and she's my first stop". He began to laugh devilishly.

"Stop". You giggled.

"I don't care what she thinks. I love you and that's all that matters".

"Sure, but I'll be watching her".

[happys-crazy-queen22]

Making Life Special Part 2

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"Waaaaaah. Waaaaa".

"I'm coming Sebastian". Josh rushed to the bed side crib.

Josh carefully picked up his day old son. Cradling him in his arms.

"Shh, daddy's here". Josh smiled as the baby calmed down. You were sleeping while Josh was around. Having a three day old baby wore you out more than any other thing you have done in your life and you stayed up with Josh for four days just having sex before he went on tour.

"You're so cute, you know that"? Josh baby talked to his son.

"He gets it from his father". You spoke rolling over seeing Josh bouncing slowly.

"I didn't mean to wake you". He sat down beside you.

"You're fine, I like waking up to the two of you being absolutely adorable". You leaned in kissing him.

"I think he's hungry, it's been an hour".

"Okay". You sat up in bed and moved one side of your shirt up, unclamping your bra strap. Josh handed you Sebastian.

"I wish you didn't have to wake up and feed him. You need your sleep".

"There’s a way you could do this". You heard around about guys breastfeeding and Josh was always wanted to be more connected with the baby.

"How"?

"I put milk in a breast pump bag and take a IV line and tape it to your nipple. He will be able to get milk and still breast feed".

"That's genius. Why haven't you told me about that"?

"I didn't think you would want to have a baby suck on your nipples. It feels weird".

"I told you, I will do anything".

"If you're for real I can start pumping for you"?

"I want to help".

"Okay, I'll get some bags and find a line. I think you can buy those online".

"I'll go order some".

The bags and line arrived. Josh couldn’t wait to try it out and see if it actually worked.

You taped the line to his chest, he had Sebastian ready to feed.

Sebastian began sucking. "You're right this feels very weird".

"People say it's really weird when you like your nipples being sucked by your partner and then you have a child that's breast feeding. You have to push the dirty thoughts away".

"I didn't even think about that. But its not effecting me so we're good. Right buddy"? Josh looked at his son who was eating perfectly fine. Sebastian had a little dribble of milk on his chin.

"It's working, holy shit. I'm doing it". Josh exclaimed.

"I'm so happy".

"I'm really bonding". Josh looked up to you with a tear in his eye.

"You are, babe you are". You kissed his head.

"Do you think this is making up for the horrible start of me being a parent"?

"Josh, you made that up by staying and facing parent hood straight on. You were there when he came and now you're here after".

"I'm feeling good about being a parent".

"You should. Parenting is looking really good on you. I'm thinking about having another one soon". You laughed as Josh's eyes grew to saucer size.

"We'll have to talk about that but I wouldn't be against it". Josh stroked his sons cheek with a smile. Life was more special now with Sebastians arrival. Josh wouldn't change it for the world.

[happys-crazy-queen22]

Could I ask for a letter from Josh, smut perhaps?

"Pussy Cat,

You've only been gone for three days and I've never been this horny before. You need to come home early cut girls week short. I miss being between those thighs, licking every inch of you. I can just taste your sweetness. Oh god my dick is throbbing as I stroke it. I miss your touch, my rough callous hands have nothing on your soft hands. I want you home. I'll even compromise with you, come home let me devour you and I'll pay for you to go back. I just need some love from my girlfriend like now.

Love you but seriously come home or when you finally do come home you'll find me fucking a apple pie".

Hope you like your letter from Balz❤ Thanks for requesting❤

[happys-crazy-queen22]

It's Your Day

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Happy Birthday @joeynihil. @chriscrosscerulli. Hope you have a great one. It's not very good because I have know clue about makeup lol.

"Rise and shine, my queen". You heard Rickys voice wake you from your sleep. You snuggled back into bed not wanting to get out of the warmth. It was your birthday and you deserved to sleep all day if you wanted to.

"Oh no, you have to get up. You have a busy day a head of you". Hearing another voice made you sit up in bed.

"Justin, what are you doing here"? You shyly asked.

"Ricky called and asked if I could come and help so here I am". He sat a tray on the bed with steaming hot pancakes, orange juice and a cup of coffee with a bouquet of purple, green and black roses. Justin was an amazing cook, you always made him cook if you were over at his place.

"Thank you this is really sweet". You took a sip of orange juice.

"This ain't nothing". Ricky winked going into the next room.

"Eat quickly, you have another guest".

Your eyes grew big, who could it be? You thought scarfing down your pancakes. Getting out of bed you went to the next room, there waiting for you...Ghost.

"Lets do your make-up". He sang clapping. You danced your way to him getting in the chair.

"I'm going to make you fabulous for today". He whispered into your ear. You smiled widely.

Ghost powered and brushed your face. This was a real treat.

"All most done babe".

"I'm so excited to see". Ghost turned the chair around showing you in the mirror.

"Holy Fuck, this is amazing". You gushed.

"Thank you so much, Ghost". You hugged him tightly.

"Anything for you". Ghost left you to stare at yourself in the mirror. He did a wonderful job, you were hot as fuck right now. Your confidence went threw the roof.

"Hello, sexy lady". You looked to the side of the mirror, Ryan and Chris were standing with a long black bag hanging from their hands.

"Well hello there".

"You look beautiful". Ryan blushed.

"Thank you, Ghost did a wonderful job".

"This is for you". Chris laid the dress on the bed.

"Thank you". Smiling wide you opened the bag. It was a black strapless ball gown.

"Whoa, this is gorgeous". You twirled around with the dress pressed against you.

"Glad you like it. We'll let you get dressed and meet you down stairs". They both exited the room leaving you screaming. This was the most amazing day you have had in forever.

Slipping the dress on, you really did feel like a queen. The guys really out did themselves.

You were at the top of the stairs as the guys all looked your way. They were in awe. You were stunning. They couldnt believe their eyes.

Walking down the stairs, your face turned red as all eyes were on you. Ricky licked his lips, Ghost was cheering interternly, Ryan's and Justin's jaw dropped and Chris was fanning himself.

"What do you think"?

"Breath taking". Ricky cooed.

"You look lovely".

"Thanks guys I couldn't ask for better men in my life".

"Your chariot awaits". Ricky held out his arm you gladly wrapped your arm around his.

Chris opened the door outside was a black limo with Balz waiting at the door. "Lets get this show on the road shall we"?

You all climbed in the limo, Ricky sat beside you holding your hand. The ride was filled with laughter, lite kisses and alcohol.

"To the birthday girl". They all cheered.

"This has been the best birthday I have ever had. Thank you all so much". You said when the limo stopped.

"We're here". Ricky opened the door to a fancy hotel. Justin opened the door for you as Ryan walked you in the guys behind you.

You went into a ball room that was covered in balloons and streamers, it was your favorite theme....spooky.

All of your friends and family were there. People you only knew by screen names were there too. These boys really out did themselves. The cake don't get started on the cake. It was a six tear cake every layer was a picture of you with each member of the band and most of them you were kissing them. You kissed them alot.

"Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you". Everyone sang making you shy, hiding your face between Ryan's and Rickys shoulders.

"Make a wish, baby girl". Ricky spoke softly into your ear.

"I have everything that I've ever wanted right here in this room". You blew out the candles. Everyone celebrated as the music started playing.

Ricky pulled you aside by your hips. "I'm so glad you're having a good time".

"I love it. Thank you. You're the best". You kissed his lips.

"Your welcome, but the party has just begun. I booked us a room and the guys and I have a plan on using that room and never leaving it". He said with a smirk.

You gulped. Trying to figure out what he meant by that.

"I'm really looking forward to it but in the meantime lets go have some fun on the dance floor". You grabbed Rickys hand and pulled him to the center of the floor. Spinning around him as the other came dancing with you. You couldnt ask for better friends....with benefits.

[happys-crazy-queen22]

Truth Or Dare

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Requested by @ryansitkowskiswifey

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@chriscrosscerulli. @ryansitkowskiswifey. @ilovetaquitosmmmm

"It's Friday night and you guys are playing truth or dare". You laughed as you folded Ryans clothes.

"We're tired but want to do something fun and this is all we could think of". Chris yawned.

"Okay so who's turn is it"?

"Ryan, truth or dare"? Ricky asked taking a sip from his red bull.

"Truth".

"When was the last time you jerked off in the tour bus bathroom"? Everyone laughed. Ryan sat there thinking.

"Well"?

"Last night".

"When last night"? You asked, you were the only one that took a shower last night and you wanted to make sure it was after. 

"Right after you got out".

"Thank God, that's gross Ryan. Cant you do it in your bunk like the other guys"?

"It's less mess to clean up". He chuckled, you rolled your eyes.

"Alright Y/N, truth or dare"? Balz asked stuffing a handful of chips in his mouth.

"Oh great, um truth".

"Do you like anyone on this bus more than a friend"? Everyone leaned in waiting for your answer.

"Yes". You regretting picking truth.

"Who"?

"One question at a time".

"I dont think that's fair". Balz protested.

"You didn't say give you a name all you said was do you like anyone on this bus more than a friend and I said yes so I answered your question". You stuck out your tongue.

"Your turn".

"Okay, Chris truth or dare"?

"Dare".

"I dare you to lick Balzs toes no shoe or sock on".

"What the fuck did I do to you"? Chris said in disgust.

"Nothing". You shrugged your shoulders. 

"That's fucking disgusting. I hate you". Chris got up from his seat and kneeled before Balz who had his foot out waiting for Chris. It seemed Balz liked the idea of getting his toes licked. Chris was hesitant but clenched his eyes shut and quickly stuck his tongue out and grazed it across Balz toes. Chris covered his mouth and ran to the bathroom. You could hear him throwing up.

"That's sick". Ricky and Ryan groaned.

"Y/N it's your turn". Chris came back into the room with vengeance.

"I just went".

"The rules state the person asking gets to pick the person they want to dare".

"Fine, truth".

"Good choice". Chris rubbed his hands together. "Who is the person you like? Please give us a name".

"I want dare". You changed your answer. You knew what he was up too.

"I dare you to kiss the person you like more than a friend. Double dog dare you". Chris smiled evilly. That little fucker got you.

"I hate you so hard". You got up walking toward the person you liked. Leaned in and kissed him hard. Ryan didn't know what to do, he was stunned by the kiss and that you liked him like that.

"Wooo". The guys cheered as you let go of Ryan.

"What"? Ryan mumbled, still in a daze from the kiss.

"You happy now"? You asked Chris.

"Ryan definitely is". You looked at Ryan who had a big grin on his face. A blush came to your cheeks when you turned your back and sat down.

"Now since we exposed Y/Ns secret, let's go celebrate with chicken wings". Chris excitedly danced going out the door with Ricky and Balz behind him.

"I don't know how he can eat after just licking Balz toes"? You chuckled nervously, waiting for Ryan to say something.

"Why didn't you tell me"? Ryan asked getting up from the floor and sitting beside you.

"Tell you what"?

"That I was your crush"?

"I figured you would catch on with the hints".

"Hints"?

"I fold your clothes without being asked. I will fix you something to eat or drink before the others".

"I thought you were just being nice, really nice".

"You're my favorite person to be around. I hate it when we're not on tour cause I hardly get to see you. You're on my mind 24/7 and I wake up thinking about you and going to bed dreaming about you". "You probably don't feel the same and that's okay".

"Y/N, I like you too. I can't believe I've never said anything. I can't believe I've never paid attention to your hints you were throwing them right at me and I missed them. We could have been going out this whole entire time".

"Yeah but this was a funny way of finding out. We saw Chris lick a Balzs toes and throw up. I know when you go to the bathroom you're masturbating most of the time".

"I like going in after you come out of the shower the bathroom smells like you and it gets me hard and I think about you and I  showering together".

"Really, you do"?

"I use your conditioner alot too". He confessed.

"So that's where it's all been going, I was blaming Chris this whole time that's why I dared Chris to lick Balz toes to get back at him". "Whoops". You giggled taking Ryan's hand in yours.

"I'll buy you some more".

"Maybe we can shower together next time and you can smell like me too". You leaned in slowly and kissed his dry lips.

"I'd like that a lot". He smiled widely.

"You want to go celebrate too"?

"Sure, we can stop by the store and pick up a couple bottles of conditioner too". He said pulling you down the steps and into a side hug, your arms wrapped around his waist with a grin on your face.