#keiran the bitchass hoe

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Okay last request I promise...let me know if this is too much-

but Aris VS Keiran..the two crazy assholes. I wanna know how it'd go. So Anni is minding her business and Aris pops up out of nowhere and knocks her out, trying to kidnap her. Keiran being the creepy stalker that he is, watches and just knocks Aris on his ass and takes Anni away from him. Then from there on its literally just those two running back and forth, beating each other up, picking up an unconscious Anni and trying to run with her but then the other stops the person who's trying to run off. Eventually Anni wakes up on the floor, just hearing arguing, laughing, and russian yelling and she just sees these two idiots going at it and she just awkwardly sits up and is like. "dude..wtf bro.." she tries to get up and run off seeing how the other two are busy arguing and fighting but she steps on a twig that snaps and then there's dead silence the russian yelling stops, the laughing stops, the fighting stops and she turns to find Keiran with his hands wrapped around Aris's neck, Aris is in mid punch but they are both staring at her and she's like..."well shit..." I think you know what happens next, she tries to run away with those two chasing after her, whether she gets away or not is up to you!

(Thank you so much, like really your writing is amazing and please send me more requests in return for these! Anyways tysm again and feel free to say no to this or change anything!)

[ two stalkers. || simp party. ]

Warnings: Violence, stalking.

Tags: @insane-horror-movie-addict

A/N: Can we just give a round of applause to Anni for putting up with their bs? Like, me personally, I would just fought them both. My toxic trait is I think I can take these ridiculously unhinged idiots in a fight.. also, this isn't proofread- sorry..

Word count: 2,336

Blood pooled on the floor around the various demon bodies, the faces that were still intact enough to show expressions remained frozen in complete terror. It was clear that the group present to witness the event unfold would not be making it out alive to share their horror story. Even the monster who committed such carnage would share the word of it to anyone if he could help it. Aris was extremely unhinged like that— he was one of the more violent of the Gigglers, taking the time to really tear apart his victims.

But… That was before a frightened sound drew his attention, eyes slowly sliding over to see Anni standing there with an almost horrified expression. Her legs slightly shook and it was clear she would bolt at the slightest provocation. His favorite thing about her were those sweet doe eyes of hers and the way they made her look so innocent to the world around her. And now, she stared at him like a frightened deer that just noticed a hunter sitting in the trees, those same doe eyes brimming with tears as she took in the carnage.

“Anni, w—w-we can talk about this. It's nothing you haven't seen HAAHAA— before right?”

He started, his hands slightly raised in an attempt to soothe her as he took off his blindfold, so he could make eye contact with his sweet darling Anni. But the moment he took a step towards her, it was clear she was not going to listen— she was stubborn like that. Fear is surprisingly good at making people run faster even if they aren’t very fast to begin with. By the time he reached the door, she was scrambling around the corner in an attempt to find somewhere to hide from the obsessive Giggler she barely knew. The sound of a rustling and running in the deeper part of the forest told him exactly where she had decided to take refuge.

Aris took the moment to calm himself, knowing that he would only be more frightened if he tried to approach hee while in an overly giddy state— but he couldn't help it, she was just so cute. The fact of the matter was that he knew he lost to his psychotic tendencies with those demons left discarded on the ground, but he loved and hated the fearful expression she wore when she looked at him. He didn’t care if others were afraid of him or if they had a negative opinion of him, he could handle being an outcast in the proxy world. What he can’t handle is when she tries to hide from him— why was she so scared? Did she not like him? There was no way that was the case, he was perfect for her! That's what his delusional mind told him.

As he approached the forest he could hear her panicking on the other side, panting and gasping for air as the scene took its full mental toll on her. He wanted nothing more than to hold her and kiss her until Anni managed to calm down, feeling that near desperate need to protect her from even himself. Where he could easily tear through trees and get to her, he knew that would likely only make things worse so he chose to call her ever so gently.

“Anni? C—come out please~ I'm not going to bite you…yet.” His hand clenched around the blindfold that once tightly wrapped around his eyes, pink fluid trailing down from his overly expressive eyes as he searched for his darling, “Come out Hahaha— p—please.”

Despite how she almost snapped and cut him off, he was still going to try to get her to come out from hiding herself. It would be far less upsetting for her if she chose to run to him versus him tearing through bushes and trees down to get to her. When she didn’t respond, he decided to try again.

“Anni, come here, sweetheart. I—I can take you away from all t–this, make you all mine.” His neck twitched his excitement as he scanned around the forest with that permanent grin carved onto his face. More refusal to communicate followed, the soft sound of her sniffling and whimpering scratching from the wounds into his heart. Every noise of distress she made only added another slash to his heart, feeling almost frustrated that he couldn’t hold her like he needed to. His need to comfort her began to agitate him, but he still tried to maintain a steady voice that pleaded with her.

“Anni, can we not fight anymore please? Y—you know I love you more than anyone else ever could! I–it was love at first sight~ r—remember how it happened?” That’s all it was to Aris. A small lover’s quarrel. It could be fixed so easily and all Anni had to do was reveal herself from her hiding place to him. All she had to do was not fight him. He was absolutely delusional though, Anni barely knew this man! God, she fucking hated Gigglers— all of them were fucking insane. It was quite a while before he had finally found her, but when he did, she hadn't realized he was right next to her— because of how silent he was. Goosebumps crawled on her arms when she felt a droplet of thick, pink liquid drip onto her skin, and when she turned, Aris appeared right next to her with a giant grin.

"HAHAHA— FOUND YOU!"

With a swift slam to her head with the handle of a random pipe he had found while hunting her down, he swiftly knocks her unconscious. He's about to drag her back to Akuma's realm— before his sharp senses heightened and his reflexes quickly reacted to the incoming danger, his eyes darting to the dagger that directly lodged into his forehead. Pink liquids trailed from the wound, bleeding onto his face as his eyes flickered to his new opponent. Fits of laughter echoed from his mouth as they mocked the narcissistic Zalgo proxy in front of him, "You do HAHAHA— r-realize weapons have no effect on me, r—right?" He pulled the dagger out of his head, mockingly tossing it back towards Keiran— as if to taunt him.

"Oh I know." His hand quickly caught the dagger tossed at him, clenching it with venomous intent. As Keiran glared at Aris, his blue eyes took on an almost ethereal quality. They were like two pools of moonlight, reflecting the serene beauty of the night sky. Despite the darkness around them, his eyes seemed to glow with an inner light, casting a blue hue across his face that was both eerie and captivating. "It's what I hate most about you giggling freaks. You can't ever just stay down."

"S-sounds like HAHAA— someone's mad that they aren't number one anymore!" Aris's eyes were unlike anything anyone had ever seen before. They were a bright and vibrant pink, luminous in the dark and almost glowing with an otherworldly energy. It was as if they were made of some strange and mysterious substance, one that shimmered and sparkled with every movement. As Aris grinned widely, a strange liquid began to drip from his eyes, staining his cheeks with a bright and vivid pink. The liquid seemed to glow and pulse with an inner light, casting an eerie and unsettling aura around him. Right when he was about to reach for Anni, Keiran tackled him.

Keiran slammed Aris's torso against the ground, his jaw tightening and his hands aching to rip this man apart. Keiran huffed and reached his fist back, slamming it against the man's face with every ounce of strength he had— but Aris only continued to howl in laughter. Keiran growled and pulled his fist back once again, unloading his vengeance through the Giggler's jaw, feeling bones knocking loose— but somehow the pink liquids mended the broken bones. Keiran sneered at Aris as they both assumed a high guard, and threw an overhand punch. Aris dodged quickly, reflexively. Keiran sheathed his dagger and cut from the other side, and Aris again dodged. They moved back and forth across the grass, until, realizing he wasn’t dead yet, Keiran was starting to get irritated with this joker reject. He started to think, to act instead of react. Aris kept dodging and trying to grab Anni— but the Zalgo proxy wasn't having it.

With the next slash across his chest, Aris threw his hands up, and smashed his fist against Keiran's face, while the point of Keiran's weaponed stabbed through Aris's face. In his pleasure at his success in finally shutting the Giggler up, he nearly missed the moment that Aris escaped from his grasp, quickly scooping up Anni and making a run for it. Eventually, Aris managed to escape Keiran's grasp and grab hold of Anni. But Keiran was hot on his heels, determined to stop them from getting away. The two of them struggled for a few moments, with Aris holding onto Anni tightly and Keiran trying to wrestle her away. In the end, Keiran managed to overpower Aris and stop them from running off. They both fell back onto the grass, with Anni slipping from Aris's grasp while they began to try and literally kill each other.

Anni slowly opened her eyes to the sound of arguing, laughing, and Russian yelling. As she sat up on the forest floor, trying to clear her head, she saw Aris and Keiran going at it like a couple of idiots. They were shouting at each other, laughing, and occasionally breaking into Russian as they argued and fought. Anni couldn't help but feel a sense of annoyance at the two of them. She had just been knocked unconscious during their game, and here they were, arguing and fighting like nothing had happened. She tried to get up and walk away, hoping to avoid the drama altogether, but as she stepped on a twig, it snapped loudly, causing the forest to fall silent. The arguing and fighting stopped immediately, and both Aris and Keiran turned to look at her. Anni felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she tried to think of something to say.

“Aw, baby, what’s wrong?” Keiran cooed, shoving Aris off of him, while he inched toward Anni to grab her. “Bad dream? Maybe it was because you saw this ugly fucker.”

“Yeah, made worse by seeing you here, your face is the stuff of real nightmares, Keiran.” Anni snarled, backing away from his intended embrace. Keiran only clicked his tongue, shooting her a concerned frown that didn’t match the amusement in his eyes. Amusement quickly turned to fury as Aris howled in laughter at the insult she shot at him.

“C’mon, doll, tell your boyfriend what happened so I can make it all better,” Keiran practically purred, reaching out to cup her cheek. She wasn't having any of that though, taking another step out backward out of his reach and sneering at him.

“You are not my boyfriend.”

“Sure I am, doll. I wouldn’t be here for you, putting up with your bitchy attitude if I wasn’t.”

“Well, if you’re getting so sick of my ‘bitchy’ attitude,” she shot back, “I’d be more than happy to just leave with this joker reject rather than tour delusional vodka sipping ass.” With Anni's anger fueling her words, she didn’t even realize what she was saying until the words were already out of her mouth. As soon as they were though, she realized that she had pissed off Keiran way more than she wanted to, even before Keiran reacted. For as much as he enjoyed the verbal sparring sessions that they two would get into, enjoyed watching Anni rage against him when it was so pointless, there were some things he would just not tolerate. And above all, he would not tolerate the idea of her being taken away from him.

“Aw, she chose me,” Aris whispered roughly while he immediately rushed to her side, brushing his lips against her neck with near-impossible gentleness. “You’re just cranky from a hard day, aren’t you? You don’t even know what you were saying, poor thing. C’mon, let’s run away to Akuma's wonderland. Then I can make everything all better.” She flinched as he wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly against him and muttering a mantra of praise—

“You don’t mean that,” Keiran growled, quickly grabbing her from the Giggler's grasp. “You don’t mean that at all. Right, babe?”

“I—no, I didn’t, I swear. I didn’t mean it, Keiran,” Anni said, fear draining whatever bravery anger had given her. Yes, she'd usually be snarky with her insults and way too prideful to submit like this, but she had no weapons on her. She didn't even have her phone to call for backup, she was in a rough situation— and had to play her cards right.

“I sure hope you didn’t mean it,” Keiran told her, his voice dark and low. “Cause you know what I’d have to do if you did.” As they stood there in the forest, the tension between them palpable, Keiran's eyes seemed to grow even more intense. They were like two blue flames, burning bright and hot with an unspoken anger and passion towards Aris.

“O—oh I think she HAHA— meant it!" Despite the strangeness of it all, Aris seemed to revel in the attention he was getting. He tilted his head back, letting the pink liquid flow freely down his face, and laughed with a wild abandon. As the liquid dripped down his face, it seemed to take on a life of its own, twisting and swirling like a living thing. And yet, despite the strangeness of it all, there was also a sense of beauty and wonder in Aris's eyes. They were like two pink gems, sparkling and shimmering with a light that was both mesmerizing and hypnotic.

Between these two psychopaths, Anni had to choose one— just until someone came to save her.

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PART TWO PART TWO PART TWO! I HAVE AN IDEA! So part two to the Aris and Keiran fic....

So Anni has to choose right? Well in this case she chose none of the above. The two are standing there, trying to coax her to them and she is backing away. Suddenly she finds some rocks under her feet and picks one up and just chucks it at Aris and runs. She knows she can try and stall them by taking a certain route in the forest to get back to the mansion and so she runs and comes across a river with Aris and Keiran trailing close behind. Anni dives in and swims to the other side, leaving Aris and Keiran. She manages to get to the mansion and just bursts through the doors, sopping wet and tired and only has like a minute before Keiran and Aris come crashing into the mansion and that's when shit really hits the fan. Once that happens Aris and Keiran go crazy and its like a fight to get to Anni and half of the mansion residents are just confused, watching everything go down, or they are trying to yank Aris and Keiran off of Anni and themselves as they fist fight each other and then start to fight the residents of the mansion who are trying to stop them.

(Feel free to add or change any part of this shitshow lmao..tysm btw!! Feel free to send more requests!)

[ two stalkers. || simp party. || P2. ]

Warnings: Violence, stalking, desperation, angst if you squint.

Tags: @insane-horror-movie-addict

A/N: Oh nah. Not proofread, homie.

Word count: 2,505

"Anni, come with me~ you know I can protect you. I'm stronger than he is.." Sparkly pink-liquids drip from his unhinged mouth— as he does his best to coax Anni into following him to Akuma's wonderland. He could pick her up and steal her away at any given point, refusing any other human contact aside from himself if need be. But it would be difficult since he didn't want her to be trapped— despite how demented Aris was, he wanted Anni to love him— not fear him. While he was trying to convince her, he was disrupted by a snarky Keiran, nearly starting an argument on the spot while the giggler was hilariously ignoring him. It was like a headache of arguing and selfish pulling and tugging like two children fighting over a toy— it would be funny Anni wasn't the metaphorical toy being pulled in this situation.

"You think you're hot shit because you work for Akuma. Well you're not— if anything, I'm so much better than you. She'll definitely choose me over you, right Anni?" Keiran's mouth was pulled into a nonchalant and content smile despite his dark tone. Pale fingers danced over her skin, threatening to end her at any moment with his ability despite the way he touched her so gently, yet so roughly. Even when he threatened her with damn near malicious words, his kind touch stirred confusion and fear inside her. He was the opposite of Aris— if it meant having to make Anni fear him just so she would leave with him, he would do it. "She wouldn't leave me for this freak. She knows just how great I am~ and how amazing I can be."

"Keiran—"

"Tell me, do disciples usually talk back to their God?" He tilted his head while he interrupted her, genuinely curious for her answer. Perhaps it was different outside of Russia, after all. That wouldn’t do, however – not when she was under his care. "Nyet, correct?" Without thinking, Anni pushed Keiran away from her with more force than she intended. He stumbled backward, caught off guard by her sudden outburst. Anni stood there, breathing heavily, her eyes blazing with anger. His sharp blue eyes sparked with fury, and it made Anni back up in fear of what would happen if she continued to agitate him— only for her back to suddenly press against Aris's chest.

Anni had been talking to Keiran at the party, trying to ignore his playful teasing like she always did. But as he leaned in closer, she found herself backing away, trying to create some distance between them. As she stepped back, she didn't notice Aris approaching from behind her. Suddenly, her back bumped against his hard chest, causing her to stumble slightly. She turned around, startled, and looked up at him with a mix of confusion and horror. That's when she saw the pink leaking from his permanently grinning mouth, dripping onto her face and clothes. She recoiled in disgust, wiping frantically at her face and trying to get away from him.

"Anni, s—sweetheart, I swear, I'll kill him right now— just give me the word and he'll be gone. It will just be you and me, don't y—you want that?" Aris was in an extremely delusional state as laughter escaped from his mouth— but it barely sounded like laughter, it sounded like desperate pleas to her. Anni stood there, paralyzed with fear and covered in the pink liquid. She couldn't shake the feeling of horror that coursed through her body, his pleading to use the entirety of his strength and finish off Keiran was terrifying. She stumbled back, and fell onto her backside, scrambling from the both of them as their eyes pierced through her.

“You’re too good for me, darling”, he mused with a soft exhale -- the first he’d relaxed all day. Even if she wasn't scared, she'd hardly hear the way he strained to speak as if fearful of interrupting something sacred. “Y—you deserve better...”

“I’m no good for you...” His eyebrows upturned with worry, eyes considerably softening upon seeing her lightly chew her bottom lip and turn on her side.."I’m no good for you, but I want you." He continued, heart aching from how innocent and vulnerable she looked. "I want you so much that it hurts to be apart, to not know if you’re smiling or even…" his voice, hardly above a whisper, caught in his throat, "s-safe. Haahaa—"

Panic set in as Anni scrambled to her feet, her eyes widening in terror as she saw the demon looming over her, Aris's eyes glowing with a malevolent light. She tried to scoot back on her hands and feet, desperate to put some distance between herself and the Giggler, but it was too fast for her. As Aris reached out to grab her, Anni's hand brushed against a rough stone on the ground. Without thinking, she snatched it up and hurled it at him with all her might.

The rock struck the man square in the nose, causing it to stumble back with a snarl of pain. Pink blood gushed from his nostrils as he shook its head, trying to clear the stars from his eyes— physically, it didn't hurt him, but emotionally, he felt betrayed. Anni took advantage of the momentary distraction to scramble to her feet and make a break for it, her heart pounding in her chest as she ran as fast as she could through the trees.

Behind her, Keiran howled at her to come back in rage and irritation, his wounded pride fueling its determination to catch her— he was in denial about the fact that she wasn't obsessed with him. But for now, Anni was safe, her quick thinking and lucky aim having bought her a precious few seconds of freedom. Anni's heart was pounding in her chest as she ran through the dark forest, her eyes darting around in terror as she searched for a way out. She could hear the heavy footfalls of the demon chasing her, its hot breath on her heels as she nearly stumbled and fell to the ground constantly.

Anni's heart was pounding in her chest as she ran through the pouring rain, her hair plastered to her face and her clothes soaked through. She could hear the snarls and growls of the proxies named Keiran and Aris as they chased her through the dark and winding streets, their glowing eyes fixed on her as they closed in for the kill. Anni's breath came in ragged gasps as she ran, her mind racing as she searched for a way to escape. She could almost feel their hot breath on her heels, their claws scraping against the pavement as they nearly cornered her. But just as she thought all hope was lost, she spotted the mansion looming up ahead, its darkened windows beckoning to her like a beacon in the storm.

With a burst of adrenaline-fueled energy, Anni sprinted towards the mansion, her heart racing as she pushed herself to her limits. She could feel the demented men getting closer and closer, their yells growing ever more urgent as they sensed their prey slipping away. But just as they were about to catch her, Anni reached the safety of the mansion and flung herself through the open door, slamming it shut behind her with a gasp of relief.

Panting and soaked to the skin, Anni leaned against the wall, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Her shirt was stained with pink liquids, and she could feel the chill of the rain seeping into her bones. But just as she was about to collapse from exhaustion, Varrick rushed to her side, his eyes wide with concern, "Anni? Where the hell have you been? You had me worried sick! I've been looking all over for you!" He helped her up, "Are you alright?"

Anni nodded weakly, too exhausted to speak as she leaned into Varrick's reassuring embrace. Despite the danger she had just faced, she felt a sense of relief wash over her, knowing that she was safe for now within the walls of the mansion. His eyes widened in concern as he noticed the familiar pink blood staining her clothing, a horrified expression played on his features realizing what type of traumatizing experience she probably had to go through. Before he could question her, the sound of glass shattering alerted him— along with the other proxies who had been in the living room.

The four male proxies - Varrick, Hoodie, Masky, and Toby - had been sitting in the dimly lit living room of the mansion, enjoying a few moments of peace and quiet after a long day of training. Suddenly, the sound of shattering glass filled the air as Aris and Keiran burst through the windows, their eyes blazing with a fierce, furious light. Aris was howling with laughter as usual, pink fluid escaping in large doses as he howled with laughter with shattered glass littered in his hair. While Keiran silently glared at everyone of them with cold, empty blue eyes. The proxies sprang up from their seats, their muscles tensed and ready for battle as they faced down the two demons. Aris lunged towards Anni, his claws outstretched as he tried to grab hold of the girl, but Vince was quick to react. He swept Anni up into his arms, holding her close to his chest as he prepared to defend her from the Giggler's onslaught. This pissed off the Giggler, as he suddenly pulled out his chainsaw and pulled it the string— letting it rev to life.

The room erupted into chaos as the proxies and the demons clashed, their bodies slamming into each other with bone-jarring force. Hoodie and Masky fought together, their movements in perfect sync as they unleashed a barrage of kicks and punches on Aris— but it was no use, Aris couldn't be damaged, but at least he didnt have the freakish strength that Zack had. It was clear Aris was weaker than Zack. Varrick, meanwhile, faced off against Keiran, his knife flashing in the dim light as he parried his attacks with skill and grace. Russian curse words were thrown at eachother as they fought— some that most couldn't understand.

Despite their best efforts, the proxies found themselves struggling to keep up with their relentless assault. Aris's chainsaw were like razor blades, slicing through the air with deadly precision as he lunged towards them again and again, trying to get to Anni. Keiran, meanwhile, was a hulking mass of muscle and rage, his fists pounding into the Varrick's face with brutal force. But through it all, Vince never wavered. He held Anni close to his chest, his body a shield against their attacks as he fought to keep her safe. His eyes blazed with a fierce determination, and for a moment, it seemed as though the proxies wouldn't be able to hold off the two furious proxies.

As the battle raged on, the sound of shattering glass filled the air once more as the mansion's windows burst open. A blast of cool air swept through the room, carrying with it the scent of fresh rain and the promise of a new beginning. When Keiran finally got ahold of Anni, this caught Aris's attention— causing him to leave the two other injured proxies alone and headed straight for Keiran. He tried to recklessly slice his chainsaw through Keiran's body. The Russian man obviously swiftly dodged, taking advantage of the fact that Aris had a relatively heavy weapon in hand. As Keiran jumped back, he pulled Anni with him and glared down at her and before Aris had the chance to grab her— something bizarre happened.

As they all stand in a dimly lit room, Annj suddenly hears a strange humming noise, and a bright pink light begins to fill the space. She watches in amazement as a portal opens up in front of her, revealing a chaotic scene on the other side. Through the portal, they all see the Giggler leader, Scath, with razor-sharp shark-like teeth, emerging from the other side. She cackles with a sense of insanity as she pulls on the leg of Aris, who tries to resist her pull by gripping onto the floor with all his strength. Despite Aris's efforts, Scath's strength proves to be too much, and she successfully drags him through the portal and into the room with her.. With a wicked grin on her face, Scath informs Aris that they have a mission to complete, and she pulls him along with her as she moves toward the exit.

Theyre all left standing there, stunned by what they just witnessed, wondering what kind of mission Scath and Aris have been tasked with completing, and what kind of danger they might be facing— they don't even wanna imagine what Akuma had them to do. Keiran didn't seem fazed however, as he gripped Anni's jaw to look up at him. Every proxy was far too injured to be able to do anything.

"I don’t want to treat you like anything less than a princess, but it seems you’ve forgotten your place. Running away like that? That was fucking stupid." He gripped her jaw tighter, yanking her up so she looks up at him, "I will let you off this time, but I suggest you take this as a warning, myshka moya."

Anni only stared as she glared up at him, "You’re a monster."

Those simple words broke his ego. He was used to harsh words -- he killed people for a living, but those three words outweighed every insult and curse he’s ever received. Hearing her gentle and once monotone voice run cold in an instant -- he hadn’t prepared for that. He never wanted to prepare for that. He secretly held her affections almost as highly as he held his loyalty to his massive ego. But her feelings shattered in an instant, and that broke him.

"You’re calling me a monster? Who do you think made me this way!?" Keiran was hysterical, heartbroken that his fierce loyalty to her wasn’t enough to make her stay -- to make her love him. What more did se want from him? She already had his heart and soul, what little may be left. Did he need to die for her? Would that be enough? He was her God, how dare she say these this to him! Keiran was delusional.

Anni clasped his cheeks between her palms, her stoic face serving to fuel the boy’s anger. Why wasn't she shocked or angry? Why wasn't she screaming and running away? Why was she taking this in stride even as she uttered such cruel words to him?

"I didn’t make you a monster, Keiran. You were always a monster." Delirious blue eyes widened at her statement before warping into a look of sheer malice and anger. He pushed her off and easily pinned her to the floor, but her expression didn’t change. What happened to the girl he so easily manipulated? Why was she acting like an emotionless doll? Was this all a dream?

What the hell was going on? Why wasn't she putting up with his bullshit?

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Okay so I have one more idea! Squid games au! Now this is tricky..I myself wasn't sure how to write this so if you need help, ideas, or have questions let me know!

The main idea is our ocs (Mine, yours, Elias's) are stuck in the squid games, none of them know each other but they end up working together and keeping each other alive. You could write how they'd end up doing in the different challenges, the overall dynamics, or really whatever you want! Its totally up to you! Also I can totally write a part two to whatever you decide to write if you'd like!

[ strange circumstances. || simp party. ]

Warnings: Violence, slight twist near the end.

Tags: @insane-horror-movie-addict @cheesefanboy2

A/N: I was kinda too lazy to add Fang? Also I forgot to add the part where they meet eachother, Evan and Anni kinda just...team up-- this is a little bad, I apologize.

Word count: 2,613

Anni and Evan found themselves trapped in the Squid Games, a deadly competition where contestants must compete in a series of games to win a large sum of money. They had no idea how they got there or what was going on, but they knew that they had to survive if they wanted to make it out alive. As Anni and Evan progressed through the different games, they began to rely on each other more and more. They shared their strategies and ideas, and worked together to try to figure out how to beat each game.

In the first game, Red Light Green Light, Anni and Evan managed to make it through by working together. They stayed low to the ground, moving slowly and cautiously, and made sure to watch each other's backs. When the game was over, they were relieved to have made it through alive, but also worried about what was to come.

Anni and Evan stood side by side, their hearts pounding as they waited for the game to begin. They had heard rumors about the Squid Games, but they never imagined that they would be forced to participate in them. Suddenly, the sound of the announcer's voice filled the air. "Red light," he said, and the contestants froze in place. "Green light," he continued, and the contestants started to run towards the finish line.

Anni and Evan sprinted forward, their eyes fixed on the finish line. They were making good progress, and they were confident that they could make it to the end. But then, the announcer's voice boomed out again. "Red light," he shouted, and the contestants froze in place. Anni and Evan came to a sudden stop, their hearts racing as they waited for the next command. As they stood there, frozen in place, they watched in horror as one of the other contestants was shot and fell to the ground. They realized that this was no ordinary game - it was a matter of life and death.

"Green light," the announcer said, and the contestants started to move again. Anni and Evan moved forward cautiously, their eyes scanning the area for any signs of danger. Suddenly, the announcer's voice echoed through the air once more. "Red light," he said, and Anni and Evan froze in place again. They could feel their hearts pounding in their chests as they waited for the next command. They watched as the other contestants scattered in all directions, trying to avoid being shot. Anni and Evan huddled together, trying to come up with a plan.

"We need to move together," Anni said, her voice barely above a whisper. "We can't let them pick us off one by one." Evan nodded in agreement, and they took a deep breath and started moving forward again. They moved slowly and cautiously, watching each other's backs and staying low to the ground.

"Green light," the announcer said, and the contestants started moving again. Anni and Evan sprinted forward, their hearts pounding in their chests. They were so close to the finish line, they could almost taste it. But then, the announcer's voice boomed out again. "Red light," he shouted, and the contestants froze in place once more. Anni and Evan huddled together, their hearts racing as they waited for the next command.

They watched as the other contestants scattered, trying to avoid being shot.

As the games progressed, Anni and Evan found themselves relying more and more on each other. In Tug of War, they were put on the same team and managed to work together to pull their opponents off the platform. In Tug of War, they were put on the same team, and they quickly realized that they had to rely on each other if they wanted to win. Anni and Evan coordinated their efforts, pulling in unison and cheering each other on. They managed to defeat their opponents, and Anni felt a sense of relief and pride as they celebrated their victory.

Anni and Evan stepped onto the marble court, their hearts racing with excitement and anticipation. They had made it through the first few rounds of the Squid Games, and now they were facing the challenge of the marbles. The rules were simple: each player had a set of marbles, and they had to use them to knock their opponent's marbles out of a circle drawn on the ground. The first player to knock all of their opponent's marbles out of the circle would be the winner. Anni and Evan took their positions on opposite sides of the circle, their eyes locked in concentration. The tension was palpable as they each selected their first marble and prepared to make their move.

Anni went first, sending her marble spinning towards Evan's with a flick of her wrist. Evan responded with a swift flick of his own, knocking Anni's marble out of the way and sending it careening towards the edge of the circle. Anni wasn't deterred. She quickly picked up another marble and sent it hurtling towards Evan's, but he was ready for her this time. He deftly dodged the marble and sent one of his own crashing into hers, sending it flying out of the circle.

The game went back and forth like this for what felt like hours, each player trying to outmaneuver the other with their marbles. They were evenly matched, and neither of them could gain the upper hand. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Evan made a critical mistake. He overextended himself trying to knock out one of Anni's marbles and left himself open for a counter-attack. Anni seized the opportunity, sending her last marble flying towards Evan's with all her strength.

The marble hit its mark, knocking Evan's last marble out of the circle and securing Anni's victory. The crowd erupted into cheers as Anni and Evan high-fived, congratulating each other on a hard-fought match. As they left the court, Anni and Evan couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in what they had accomplished. They had faced one of the toughest challenges in the Squid Games and came out victorious, proving to themselves and everyone else that they were true competitors.

In Marbles, they split their marbles evenly and helped each other strategize to win the game. In Marbles, Anni and Evan split their marbles evenly, and they worked together to strategize and try to win the game. Evan was a bit more skilled at the game than Anni, but he never made her feel inferior or left her out of the planning. They discussed their options and made decisions together, and in the end, they managed to win the game.

But not every game was a success. In the Honeycomb game, both Anni and Evan struggled to cut their shapes out in time. They ended up working together to try to figure out a solution, but ultimately Evan's shape broke and they were left with only one chance to get it right. Anni managed to cut her shape out successfully, but in the end, they both survived thanks to a last-minute twist in the game. Despite the challenges they faced, Anni and Evan continued to support each other and rely on each other. They formed a strong bond, and they shared their fears, hopes, and dreams with each other. Anni found herself opening up to Evan in a way that she never had with anyone else before, and she was grateful for his kindness and support.

Through it all, Anni and Evan developed a strong bond. They relied on each other for support, comfort, and protection. They shared their fears, hopes, and dreams with each other, knowing that they might not make it through the next game. As they sat together in the dark, cramped cell, Anni and Evan couldn't help but feel a sense of despair. They had been through so much, and they didn't know if they would ever make it out alive.

But in the midst of all the darkness and despair, they found a glimmer of hope. As they talked and shared their stories, they began to feel a deep connection forming between them. They laughed together, cried together, and supported each other in ways that they never thought possible. One night, as they sat together in the cell, Evan reached out and took Anni's hand. She looked at him in surprise, but he just smiled and squeezed her hand gently. They sat like that for a few moments, just enjoying the comfort of each other's presence.

Suddenly, Evan leaned in and kissed Anni softly on the lips. She was taken aback at first, but then she realized that she felt the same way. They kissed again, more passionately this time, and they wrapped their arms around each other, holding on tight. In that moment, they forgot about the horrors of the games, and they just focused on the love and connection that they shared. They knew that their situation was terrible, but they also knew that they had each other, and that was enough.

As they pulled away from each other, they looked into each other's eyes, and they both knew that they had found something special. They didn't know what the future held, but they knew that they would face it together, no matter what. Despite the terrible circumstances that they found themselves in, Anni and Evan had found love in the most unexpected of places. They held onto each other tightly, knowing that they had each found a light in the darkness of these sick, and cruel circumstances.

Anni stared down at the concrete below them, curling her toes and then stretching them out. Words hesitated in her mouth and she looked over at Evan sitting casually next to her from the corner of her eyes. Biting on her bottom lip, she let out a deep sigh, "You think we're gonna make it through this?"

Evan looked over at her, seeing a brief spark of fear in her eyes. His eyes lowered at the thought of a straight answer, "Yeah... we will. We always will."

Anni knew he was just as unsure as she was. She smiled at the thought and laughed under her breath, "I didn't do that with you because I thought I might die tomorrow... by the way." Anni clarified and Evan shrugged a shoulder with a cocked smile,

"Yeah, neither did I." Anni leaned back on her hands and took a deep breath, holding it for a few seconds before letting it out slowly. Her eyes stared up at the sky that constantly changed colors, her skin tingling from the warm wind. She felt rejuvenated; felt safe and secure for the first time in days.

"You know..." Evan heard her speak and looked over at her curiously, "I'm sort of glad that they created this cruel game..." She nodded and met his gaze, seeing the confused look on his face.

"Why?" His scruffy voice asked and Anni laughed to herself,

"I know it sounds crazy... but I'm kinda glad it did. I think about it every day, you know? If this all wouldn't have happened I wouldn't be as strong as I am now, wouldn't have met... you." Her voice softened and she shook her head, "I would still be working for the rpd... living by myself and working with criminals who want to do nothing but kill me. When I think about it, I never can ever picture myself anywhere but here."

Evan listened to her words, taking them into account. She was right in every sense of her words; if it weren't for this sick place, the two never would have met and he wouldn't have known Anni ever existed. It was so weird thinking about it.

— . — . —

The clock hangs over the room, menacing streak of numbers that keep changing, leading Anni towards a nightmarish night, at best, and her painful death, at worst. Everyone knows what will happen; now that they’re aware killing others in the dorms bears no consequence, the most violent of the players will wait until the lights are out to unleash their murderous fury in an atrocious blood bath.

And then there’s her. Defenseless. Like a rabbit locked in with a pack of wolves. As much as she can rely on her wits during the game, she hadn’t expected to be forced to fight for her life even at night, when there are no strict rules hanging over the participants and keeping them from hurting or killing others. There is no being smart when she is facing the sharp end of a knife or cowering under the fists of a merciless criminal, and as the numbers keep rolling above the beds, she knows she has less than a 10% survival chance.

It feels unfair.

“Why do you keep looking at the clock? You scared or something?”

Anni raise her eyes to the man standing next to her bed, the knife hidden in the palm of his hand clicking against the metallic bars in annoying sounds. Still, her blood freezes in her veins at the sight of him; his blond hair falling in front of cerulean blue eyes, the faint scars littering his face and body, the murderous fury alight in his gaze, waiting, expectant, ready to be unleashed as soon as the countdown strikes 0.

Anni doesn't know his name, and the number on his jacket is hidden under a blood stain, almost black now that it has dried, but she remembers him, and more specifically the amused smirk that keeps pulling at his lips every time he takes other players down in the games. Keiran is among the worst ones, she knows, among the criminals and murderers who are there because they need a bit of cash to escape from justice, far from the other poor souls forced to take part in such a game simply because they’ve been indebted after a few financial mistakes.

He’s the last person she’d want to see near her when the lights go out.

Because of course, he’s right. She's terrified.

“I’m not,” Anni lies, and he barks a laugh. The sound makes her feel small, defenseless, weak, as if she was nothing but a prey cowering while the predator roars in triumph right before devouring them whole.

“Don’t be so shy, princess. Want me to protect ya?”

Anni blinks, surprised as he looks down at her, smug smirk pulling at his mismatched lips. Anni wonders what he did to earn these scars, if they’re just the remains of yet another of his crimes, or if they’re simply a red flag that she should take into account before accepting whatever it is he’s offering.

It’s not as if Anni has a choice, anyway.

And maybe he’s just mocking her, playing with her feelings, giving her a sliver of hope before taking it away, but it’s all she has, so she slowly nods, and whispers;

“Please.”

His fingers are rough, calloused when they gently stroke her cheek, as if she was a kitten that he’d been dying to pet. His digits slid under her chin before raising it, forcing her to look into his eyes. Blue, beautiful, and yet there’s a sparkle of something scary burning in the cerulean irises.

“Alright princess, I’ll be your bodyguard for the night. And, don’t worry…”

His thumb rises along her chin, lingering a few seconds on her lower lip before slightly pushing until her mouth opens and he can feel the warmth of her tongue on his skin as it slips inside.

He smiles, and she doesn’t think she's ever seen anything so terrifying.

“We’ll talk about the price in the morning.”

[h0rr0rsaxo]

So I have the Kerian request. Its uh...rough? So there is zero obligation to do this...

So Keiran kidnaps Anni after nearly killing Varrick and the others and he makes Anni choose between going with him to Russia and being his or refusing which would end up with all her friends dead. So she is forced to go with him. So years later she is in Russia with Keiran. Keiran has a very nice job as a "CEO"....hes really part of the mob and Anni knows it but they both have been married for a few years and even have a set of twins a boy and a girl named Dimitri and Masha. So Anni is kind of like a housewife. Keiran has this huge house that is ridiculously fancy and he buys Anni all these fancy clothes and jewelry, but their relationship is still rocky. Anni really tries her best to love him and sometimes she does, but other times she just hates him and Keiran knows it so he tries to make up for it with money and petnames. But Keiran comes home, Masha and Dimitri are eating dinner and happily ranting to Anni about their days at school and Keiran goes to give Anni a kiss. She does it begrudgingly and that's when Masha asks Anni a questions.....

"Mommy...do you and daddy love each other?"

Anni freezes and Keiran stares at her, having that cold, hardened look on his face as he narrows his eyes at her. So Anni answers...

"Of course, Masha...we love each other very much."

The rest of the night goes by normally, Anni is taking care of the kids while Keiran smugly watches and Keiran eventually tells them to go to bed. So Anni is left with Keiran and she's cleaning up and he comes from behind and starts to kiss down her neck, muttering russian praises and petnames and muttering about how he knew she'd come around.

"You are so beautiful, moya printsessa" (aka my princess)

(I am so sorry this is so long, if you have any questions then feel free to ask and add or change anything you'd like tsym!!)

[ forced marriage. || simp party. ]

Warnings: Yandere behavior, smut.

Tags: @insane-horror-movie-addict

A/N: Tumblr is giving me issues rn..

Word count: 3,735

Keiran was never a problem.

They occasionally challenged each other as they went on separate missions together, drank together in bars, hung out together in said bars. Most people even dared to assume she was at least dating him with how often the two were around each other but of course they weren’t— Varrick would even dismantle these rumors before she had the chance to. Keiran and Anni were barely even friends– just enemies, that's all there was to it. And it’s not like she found them unattractive– hell, anyone with eyes could see that Keiran was hot. But they were just enemies and it was reasonable that she never once expressed interest in being anything other than that so she never acted on those subtle feelings. Who could blame her? Keiran was an actual psychotic narcissist.

Anni stayed single and mostly content for years during the first year of her proxy work, while Keiran had the occasional short-lived relationship and a few flings. He sometimes approached her about them, sharing details she'd pretend didn’t make her as uncomfortable as they did, not out of jealousy, but out of lack of experience. She never understood why they’d tell this strange man about their relationships or sexual habits. It’s not like she could offer advice or even conversation but she listened because that’s what 'friends' are for— she just assumed that perhaps he was lonely?

So, when Anni had her first date with a human– some handsome barista she met at a coffee shop a week earlier– she decided to ask Keiran for tips on how to properly win him over. She expected she’d get advice and some soothing words of confidence, but what she got instead, well… it unsettled her.

Instead of being assuring, Keiran became hostile. Aggressive. Panicked. She'd think she just told him she was trying to date a God instead of a perfectly normal person— because the way he was reacting was outrageous. Keiran paces the length of the room, blocking the door leading out while he simply stares at her from where he sits just inches away.

"A human? Really?" Keiran huffs under his breath, irate and frustrated– a complete 180 to the quiet tranquility he usually embodies— he barely spoke, and when he did, it was in Russian. 

"Yeah," Anni scowls, crossing her arms as she watches the demonic Russian man warily. "What’s wrong with that?"

Keiran laughs mirthlessly. "What’s wrong with that," he mimics, rolling his eyes and then focusing on her. "This isn’t about humans and you know it, malen'kiy." she frowns, something in the way he’s looking at her stirring unsettling feelings. Keiran's gaze has always been intense. She used to blame it on his proxy position, his intelligence, whatever, but looking closer now she realizes there’s something off about him– something wrong.

"I… I gotta go." Anni feel the need to leave, like she's in danger despite being surrounded by her supposed friendly enemy. Clearing her throat, she moves to stand, avoiding eye contact with Keiran when he turns to look at her. She brushes invisible dust off her clothes, a nice set bought in preparation for her date, and pretends she doesn't feel uneasy at the way he goes completely still and glares at her. "I don’t know what’s wrong with you guys today but I have somewhere to be so-"

She takes one step towards the door before Keiran suddenly stands, never once turning away from her. Anni makes a run for the door but he is quick to catch her, pinning her to the ground easily as he approaches with a roll of duct tape. He works in harmony to tape her limbs together, one of his palms covering her mouth as she kicks and screams while he wrangles her in. "If you value her friend's lives, you'll stay still."

He knows she’ll never give into him, knows she’ll never love him, but he never wanted that in the first place. Her reactions and begrudging dependency on him were enough, and playing around with her emotions had always proven to be fun.

Until he fell in love.

The mere prospect of loving someone other than himself was an unfamiliar feeling to a man that believes himself to be God. She was nothing special, nothing more than another human in game, another pawn on his chessboard -- and somehow, she'd touched his heart without meaning to. Now, he was going to have to take her— and make his mother proud by bringing home a beautiful little wife. 

— . — . —

Years has passed since he had taken her— was it even years? She didn't truly know, she somewhat just knew a lot of time had passed.

Anni wakes up early in the morning to start her day as a housewife. Keiran's mansion is huge and it takes a lot of effort to maintain it. She starts by making breakfast for Keiran and herself, preparing a spread of eggs, toast, bacon, and coffee. As she lays out the plates, she can't help but feel a little resentful. Keiran buys her all these fancy clothes and jewelry, but it doesn't make up for the fact that their relationship is still rocky.

After breakfast, Anni sets about the task of cleaning the house. She dusts the shelves, vacuums the carpets, and polishes the furniture until it gleams. She takes pride in her work, knowing that Keiran appreciates a clean and tidy home. As she works, she can't help but think about their relationship. Sometimes she loves Keiran with all her heart, but other times she just can't stand him. She wishes things could be different, that they could have the kind of love that lasts a lifetime.

As the day wears on, Anni continues her chores. She does the laundry, waters the plants, and prepares dinner. She tries to make the meal special, hoping that it will bring her and Keiran closer together. She sets the table with the good china and lights candles to create a romantic atmosphere. Keiran comes home from work and compliments her on the meal, calling her pet names like "sweetheart" and "darling". Anni smiles and tries to forget about the times when Keiran has hurt her.

Anni's eyes traveled up to meet his just as his thin eyelashes fluttered open to reveal those gorgeous royal blue hues. His head tilted to one side, eyes squinting with peaceful and divine delight. A small, genuine smile decorated his pallid countenance -- a smile she couldn’t help but return with equal fervor and sincerity. Even if sometimes she felt like she didn't love him, it was one of those rare moments where she'd treat him like her husband, instead of an enemy.

No words needed to be exchanged, only gentle glances and the metaphorical beautiful melody they created together.

Normal. This felt normal. This felt like her old life again. Right? For the first time since he’d taken her from everything she'd ever known, she felt like a normal couple -- one without grandiose and lavish aspirations, one that could enjoy simple moments like this, one that could enjoy each other’s company without worry of ulterior motives... one that could love, sorely and wholly.

As they sat opposite of each other, she realized this was the first time she truly felt as if she was on the same side as this man. No longer at odds, no longer confused by his presence and aspirations. He was a man with layers, a Russian doll with so many smaller, so many fragmented pieces within his core that even he had lost sight of who he was and who he would be. He was Elysian ambition itself, and that had gotten him lost in the magnificent and rich world he’d crafted within his head.

A world without crime. A world without punishment.

He had made himself a martyr, a scapegoat for the greater good. Like a child with an overactive imagination, Fyodor sought to make his ideals reality -- and that would bring about both her ends. Perhaps she was another layer in his matryoshka, insignificant when not part of a whole. He had brought her into his world and she was to truly be happy with him someday; but for now, in these all-too-fleeting moments, she was at peace. The gentle Fyodor before her was her home away from home. He was her reprieve as much as he was her tormentor, her respite as much as he was her abuser.

Anni would never understand him, would never forgive him. He was still galaxies away from her despite how near he sat. But in this rare moment, she felt closer to him than ever before. Everything was interrupted when he got a call from his "normal CEO job", and she was back to despising him— especially with his constant lies being exchanged with her. She just wanted him to be honest with her— just something!

After dinner, Anni and Keiran retire to the living room to watch a movie. He forces her to cuddle with him on the couch, holding hands and laughing at the funny parts. Anni feels a sense of contentment, knowing that for this moment at least, they are happy together. But as the movie ends Keiran kisses her, saying he has a call to take and leaves, Anni can't help but feel a sense of sadness. She knows that their relationship is still rocky, that money and petnames can't make up for the lack of real love and connection. As she lies in bed, Anni wonders what the future holds for her and Keiran. She hopes that they can find a way to truly love each other, to overcome the obstacles that stand in their way. But for now, she resigns herself to the role of housewife, doing her best to keep the mansion clean and tidy, and trying to love Keiran as best she can.

Masha and Dimitri are sitting at the dinner table, their faces animated as they excitedly tell Anni about their days at school. Masha talks about her art class, showing Anni the drawing she made of their dog, while Dimitri talks about a science project he's working on.

As they chat, Keiran comes home and walks over to Anni, leaning in to give her a kiss. Anni turns her head slightly, doing it begrudgingly, still feeling resentful towards him. But as Keiran pulls away, he notices the happy chatter of their children and the warm atmosphere of their home. He smiles, feeling grateful for his family and the life they have built together.

"Hey, how was everyone's day?" Keiran asks, taking his seat at the table.

Masha and Dimitri talk excitedly, telling Keiran about their school projects and the friends they played with at recess. Keiran listens attentively, asking questions and showing genuine interest in their stories. Anni watches them interact, feeling a sense of warmth in her chest. Despite their problems, they are still a family, and moments like these remind her of the love that they share. 

Anni looks at Masha, taken aback by the sudden question. She tries to smile, but her heart feels heavy. Keiran, who had just come in to give her a kiss, looks at Anni with concern. He knows that their relationship is not perfect, but he had hoped that their problems were not so obvious.

Anni takes a deep breath and looks at Masha. "Of course, we love each other," she says, her voice strained.

Masha looks at her mother skeptically, sensing that something is amiss. "But why don't you look happy together?" she asks innocently.

Anni feels a lump in her throat, struggling to find the words to explain their complicated relationship to her daughter. "Sometimes grown-ups have problems that they need to work out," she says, trying to keep her voice steady. "But we still love each other and we're trying to make things better."

Masha nods, but her expression shows that she is not entirely convinced. Keiran puts a hand on Anni's shoulder, silently offering his support. Anni feels a flicker of gratitude. Despite their problems, Keiran is still there for her, trying to make things right.

As they finish dinner, Anni can't help but feel a sense of sadness. She had always wanted her children to grow up in a happy, loving household, but she knows that their reality falls short of that ideal. She wonders if there is any hope for their relationship, if they can ever truly find the love and connection that they both crave. But for now, she focuses on being there for her children, listening to their stories and laughing at their jokes. She tries to put on a brave face, knowing that they deserve to have a happy childhood, even if their parents' relationship is not perfect.

As the night wears on, Anni helps Masha and Dimitri with their homework, and Keiran retires to his study to catch up on work. Anni feels a sense of loneliness, wishing that she could share her thoughts and feelings with Keiran, but knowing that their relationship is too fragile for that kind of honesty. As she tucks her children into bed, Anni feels a sense of sadness wash over her. She knows that she loves Keiran, but their relationship is still rocky. She wonders if they will ever find a way to truly connect, or if they are destined to live in this limbo forever.

After putting Masha and Dimitri to bed, Anni heads back to the kitchen to clean up the dinner dishes. She pours some soap into the sink and starts scrubbing the plates, lost in her thoughts.

Suddenly, she feels a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist, and a warm breath on the back of her neck. She turns around to see Keiran standing behind her, a mischievous glint in his eye.

He starts kissing down her neck, whispering Russian praises and pet names in her ear. Anni feels a shiver run down her spine, her body responding to his touch despite her earlier resentment towards him.

Keiran pulls her closer, his hands roaming over her body. Anni feels a sense of longing, feeling the connection that they share despite their problems.

"Ya znal, chto ty pridesh'," Keiran mutters, his voice low and seductive, "Moya khoroshen'kaya lisichka." 

Anni feels a flicker of anger, knowing that Keiran is trying to manipulate her with his charms. But at the same time, she can't deny the chemistry between them, the way her body responds to his touch. As they continue their embrace, Anni feels a sense of confusion. She knows that their relationship is complicated, that they have issues that they need to work through. But at the same time, she can't deny the passion that they share, the way Keiran makes her feel when he's close to her, "You are so beautiful, moya printsessa."

As they pull away from each other, Anni feels a sense of uncertainty. She knows that they have a long way to go before their relationship can truly be healed, but at the same time, she can't deny the spark that still exists between them. As she finishes cleaning up the kitchen, Anni feels a sense of resignation. She knows that their problems won't be solved overnight, but at the same time, she can't help but hope that she finds a way to truly love each other. Right as she's lost in her thoughts— Keiran takes her, and brings them up to their room. Before she can realize what just happened, he pins her down onto the bed.

"I don’t know, how you’ve done it, but I’ve fallen so deep in love with you," He turns and faces her, grey eyes peering into her own. "I love you, malen'kaya lisa." he responds. "And tonight, I need you." 

Anni heart swells and his hands trickle across her skin like nectar. He pulls the hem of her silk camisole up and over her head, allowing Keiran to drag his tongue over her bare skin. He takes hold of her left nipple with his teeth and sucks slowly on the sensitive area. Not daring to leave its twin forgotten, Keiran twists his index finger and thumb around the bud, only satisfied when the both are erect to their fullest.

Throwing her head backwards and letting out a low moan, Keiran smirks and trades treatments. Her face flushes when she feels the heat growing in between her legs. Upon letting go of her breast, he shifts and aligns himself overtop her. He tastes different places on her neck, searching for her favorite spot. Releasing a sharp breath when his nose grazes a sensitive area, Keiran takes the opportunity to leave a dark hickey. She takes her fingers through his hair and brings his lips down to hers, demanding his tongue in her mouth.

When he gives Anni what she wants, she trails her hands down his sculpted abdomen and plays with the elastic waistband to his underwear. Before she has the chance to relieve him of the fabric, Keiran breaks off the hungry kiss and flips her onto her stomach.

With a leg to her left and right, he keeps her from moving away. "Keiran," she whispers, "do not tease me please."

He smirks like the devil. "Then where would the fun be?" he replies, sly as a fox. Her panties are torn away, leaving her completely vulnerable to him and his wishes. "Do you wish to know what I plan to do with you now?"

"Tell me, my love," She purrs in response. He's ecstatic when she refers to him like that— it was one of the rare times she was affectionate when the children weren't present.

A wet sound breaks the silence. Keiran pulls his fingers from his mouth, saliva dripping generously from the tips of his digits. Pressing his index finger to her slit, he whispers into her ear, "I will make you mine, printsessa." As the words roll off his tongue, he inserts an index finger into her core. She squirms as the heat grows stronger and she inches closer to pleasure. He watches her in her submissive state with lust blazing bright in his eyes. Quickly becoming bored, Keiran adds another finger and begins to pumps the two around in lopsided circles.

Anni's breath catches in her throat, a strangled moan trying to escape her lungs. Panting, she forced herself to turn over onto her back. Once she's managed to flip, Keiran pulls one of her legs over his shoulder and roughly holds onto her other. A third finger thrusts into her core. Taken by surprise, she moaned out loud – much louder than she intended.

"Don’t suppress it," he smirks, "Let me hear it…"

"You tease me, I tease you, Keiran," Anni says back, dragging a hand along the side of her body. His eyebrows furrow and he frowns for a moment. Then, he smiles. After pumping fast and hard for a minute and leaving her on the edge of a climax, Keiran pulls his hand away. He then continues to lick off his fingers and then leave to fetch something in the dark.

Keiran returns holding a small, reflective packet in one hand and a towel in the other. Already knowing the contents of the object, she moves to the edge of the bed, sling her legs over the side and pulls his body towards her own. His chest muscles align perfectly with her face, allowing her to drag her tongue across his porcelain skin. Every so often, she kisses him tenderly. His arms fall limp with the torn open wrapping hanging loosely from his hand when she twists her tongue around his own nipples. Keiran inhales sharply, to which her smile, pleased with her revenge. 

Moving up slowly, she is eventually standing upright, directly in front of Keiran. He watches her silently as her fingers twine around the band of his boxers and pull them down. His erect member nearly stands perpendicular to his body. He then lowers her gently back onto the bed and slips the condom out of the wrapping and onto himself. Licking her lips slowly, she watches eagerly as the plastic stretches over his hardened member. 

"Are you sure?" Keiran asks softly, gently touching her cheek.

She places a kiss in the center of his palm and nods. "I love you."

Keiran smiles – he has a beautiful smile. "I love you too."

With that, he pushed himself inside of hed. Unlike she thought, pain slaps her hard before the wave of completeness fills her. She cries out and then moans as Keiran grunts. He slowly begins to thrust further into. Upon seeing her doing alright, he pushes harder and faster. Not after long, he manages to hit her G-spot and she releases a loud scream. "Keiran!"

Still moving, Keiran digs his fingers deeper into her hips and forces her to sit up with him. She pressed herself closer to him and dragged her nails across his back. Short shouts fill the air as she draw closer and closer to her climax. Sweat trickles down her body and she struggles for oxygen.

"K–Keiran," She pants, "I–I’m going to cum!"

He does not respond verbally; instead he thrusts even harder and even faster than before. His grunts all sound as if they are being cut off, they are so short. "Aah–," he sounds.

With the last thrust, she feels as if the pit of her stomach releases everything it holds and she is rewarded with a feeling of satisfaction and happiness. Keiran, not quite there, pushes twice more into her before letting out a shout and releasing his seed as well. Keiran pulls out, reaches for the towel and hands it to her. She takes the item and wipes herself off. He takes the cloth back and removes the condom and cleans himself up as well. After slipping on her panties, she lies back in the bed and watches as Keiran changes into a fresh pair of underwear. He pushes the covers over and nuzzles next to her. With his arm possessively around her, he kisses her face gently. her temple, her forehead, between her eyes, her nose, her jawline, her lips.

Sleep falls heavy over both of them. In the silence, when the land of dreams is ready to pull her under, Keiran whispers.

"I love you."

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Okay...so I am using an idea I mentioned before. This is when Keiran finds out he has a thing for....thighs

So Anni is fighting with Kieran and Kieran is doing his usual thing of not actually hitting her and just dodging and being a cocky asshole, calling her petnames like sweetheart, princess, doll and she is getting super pissed, he then says something super dirty and suggestive and Anni decides to pull this move out --->XXXX (there are many so feel free to use any of the examples lol)

When Anni does that Keiran ends up on the floor, her thighs wrapped around his head and hes like shocked at how she just suddenly took him to the ground and how he has a pair of thighs wrapped around his head so hes kinda like....."thighs-" and he's just sitting there. Anni thought she concussed him and he's just blankly staring at the sky. She tries to get up but he yanks her back down and holds her in place with a huge smirk on his face and for once he actually has a blush on his face. You can decide what happens next...hehe

(tsym! I really appreciate and feel free to change anything you'd like!)

[ thighs. || simp party. ]

Warnings: Kinky smut.

Tags: @insane-horror-movie-addict

A/N: N-no comment..

Word count: 2,193

Anni situated herself in the center of the ring, facing Keiran as he set his stance. He looked so focused, his brow set as he got himself ready. She realized that it had probably been a very long time since he had actually fought her— lately he hasn't been bothering her due to the simple fact that he just didn't have time with it. At least, without the intention to kill. But something about his face, set into a look that she couldn’t quite read and covered slightly by a bit of blond hair that was hanging in his face, made her heart skip a beat.

He was an attractive man. She knew that. She had heard from Royce almost constantly about how much of how many ladies plead their life by offering Keiran their 'services', which he refuses by slaughtering them. But she hadn’t really gotten a good look at him. He was always looking down. And he had definitely never looked at her with this much focus in his eyes before.

“Hit me,” he commanded, though there was a hint of teasing in his tone. Like he was actually looking forward to finally taunting her.

“What?”

“Throw a punch. Hit me. I wanna see you try, doll.”

Anni throws a quick punch with her right hand. He blocked it without even thinking. She tried again. And then tried a kick. Tried to get a new angle. Tried to sweep his legs out. She had tried everything she could think of, everything she tried being easily blocked or dodged. She was starting to get tired out, and Keiran hadn’t even thrown a punch. She threw another punch, aiming straight for his face, only for him to grab her fist.

Before she knew it, he had pulled her into a chokehold, her back pressed firmly against his chest, and his arm wrapped around her neck as his other hand twisted her arm behind her. Anni could feel him breathing, just as steady as usual, and she had to wonder if he could feel how flustered she was as her body pressed against his. Anni could tell her heart was picking up, but she hoped that if he could feel it, he’d just dismiss it instead of bringing it up.

“You're so easy to mess with,” He muttered, his mouth so much closer to her ear than she had expected. Anj could feel her cheeks heating up as his breath made her hair move just a little.

“S-shut up,” She managed to choke out. Keiran smirked. Quickly escaping his grasp before he could even realize she had slipped from his fingers, spinning on her heel to face him— when he was about to reach his hand to yank her towards him once again, she was quick on her feet and used it as an opportunity to surprise him with a move. Before he knew it, he was slammed onto the ground with thighs tightly wrapped around his neck— he swore he felt his pants tighten.

“Fuck…” He drew out. Anni didn’t know if it was on purpose, but she saw his tongue dart out and flicker across his lips for just a moment. He leaned his head up to look at her plush thighs a bit more until his mouth was next to her flesh, his lips nearly brushing against, “You know, Doll, if you wanted to do something else, you could’ve just asked. You know I have a weakness for thighs.”

Anni swallowed deeply as she felt his warm breath brush against her thighs. It sent a shock down her spine. She wanted to say something, only for the words to get jumbled in her mouth. She felt like a babbling idiot as her breathing refused to steady enough to let her get a single word out. And she felt a cold, empty feeling creep into her chest as he pulled back slightly, leaving her wanting more. The tension between them was palpable, and she had been awake for long enough that she was starting to lose her impulse control. As Keiran leaned back, letting his grasp slip from squishing her thighs and smirking in a way that told her that he was proud of himself for people able to get under her skin so effectively, she couldn’t stop herself. Before she knew it, she had flipped him onto his back, taking his metaphorical spot on top.

Anni had caught him off guard once again, and the surprised look on his face told her that. But she had to admit he looked just as good down there as he did when he was holding her in that chokehold.

“Oh, you’re feisty,” He said, shifting to make himself comfortable, “But what’s your plan, Doll? Go on?”

Anni knew that he was egging her on, just trying to get her to do something. And it was working. She had been holding back the entire time. And her will was wearing thin. She had now been onto his chest, her thighs right near his face as she glared down at him. She pulled him up a bit by the collar of his shirt, meeting him halfway in a passionate kiss. It was sloppy, but she really wasn't going to complain. Anni didn’t mind the clumsiness to it, especially once he sat up the rest of the way, pulling her even closer to him. Without even realizing it, she had started to grind against him, rolling her hips without meaning to. He groaned into the kiss, his hands gripping her hips to hold her in place as he pulled away.

It was then that she realized exactly what she had been doing. Her face was flushed, her hair was a mess from him running his hand through it, and she could feel the thumb of his hand press into the skin of her stomach since her shirt had started to slide up. She looked utterly desperate. He contemplated for a moment, and she waited, despite wanting so badly to keep going. Before long though, he nodded, giving her the sign to go ahead.

Anni freed his cock in second, moving quickly out of need. It was nice for both of her to finally have all of their clothes discarded, and he was a sight to see. Keiran was modeled like a Greek god, and she couldn’t keep her hands off of him. She tried her best not to rush things, giving his cock a few soft pumps and kitten licks before taking it into her mouth. He was trying not to groan just as hard as she had been as she bobbed her head, sucking desperately. He was big enough that she had a hard time fitting him all the way into her mouth, so she added a hand at the bottom to pump as well.

He started to buck into her mouth as she swirled her tongue around the head of his cock. It was like a work of art to watch him writhe in pleasure as she sucked him deeper and deeper into her mouth, until she was gagging on his cock. His abs were starting to flex a bit on their own, and she could tell that he was getting close. And she pulled away.

“Fuck, that isn’t fair,” he groaned, trying his best to quiet his voice. But he couldn’t complain about the view as she pulled away, a string of saliva running from the tip of his cock to her perfect lips.

“Do something about it then,” she said, feeling bolder than she had expected herself to be. And he took her invitation to heart. He smirked, yanking her up towards, and on his lap.

“Keep them pressed together,” the blonde advises her, nudging the space where her two thighs meet with his cock. “As tight as you can, alright?”

Anni gives a small nod, looking back at him to see him trained on the flesh of her legs, his hand squishing one before guiding himself between them. The feeling of his length sliding in, slick with her spit from sucking him off earlier, had her squeezing her thighs together more, trying to make the fit as tight as she can for him. It seems to be good, because he lets out a groan and pistons his hips all the way forward, until his skin was against the back of her thighs and the head was peeking out from the other side.

A few experimental thrusts were given following the first push, liquid smooth rolls of his hips that were accompanied by his pretty, breathy voice.

“Good— keep it like that. F-fuckin love your thighs, God.”

He’s gorgeous, she thinks, with his hair disheveled and hanging in his face, eyes trained on where his cock was slipping in and out of, mouth parted to let words and sighs of pleasure - he was angelic. Watching him like this made her body feel hot, every praise falling from him adding to the fire that was igniting. She wonders if he’ll come like this. The idea of his cum splattering along the inside of her thighs, marking her, has her tensing, clenching around nothing. She hope he’ll really fuck her after he’s done. The way he loses his composure over time is a vision. His head falls forward and his hips fuck in faster, less paced and controlled in their movement. She can tell he’s getting close, by the way he grabs her hip and murmurs - his words less calculated and more like they were just falling from his lips.

Keiran finally stopped fucking her thighs— His lips were on hers in an instant, muffling her moans as he slowly pushed into her, filling her up completely. She couldn’t help herself as she scratched down his perfect back, leaving large claw marks down the muscles of his back. She threw her head back as he bottomed out, the tip of his cock already found the spot that made her eyes roll back into her head. It felt as though he was made for her, the way he felt so perfect inside of her.

Keiran started to move slowly, thrusting softly as though he was scared to break her. Even then, he hit all of the right spots, but she needed more. Anni needed him to take her completely. And so she started to move with him, thrusting her own hips up in time with him, pulling him even deeper into her.

He buried his head in the crook of her neck, “Goddamn, doll, you feel amazing. It’s taking everything in me not to fuck you with everything I’ve got.”

“Do it. Please.”

Keiran looked at her surprised, still not fully believing that this was real, let alone that she was here, begging him to let go and ravish her. He searched her face for any sign of doubt, and found none. She wanted him, and that made him feel more worthy of her attention than he had before. He smirked at how desperate she was— usually she's stubborn and stoic towards him.

“Keiran, please, I need you,” Anni whined, and he felt the walls of her cunt tighten around him. And he couldn’t control himself anymore. His thrusts were hard enough to actually slide her forward on the floor, causing her to wrap her leg around his waist. She was starting to see stars as he continuously pounded into her, hitting the right spots every single time. She couldn’t keep quiet, fucking him was better than anything she had imagined. And so he moved a hand over her mouth to help keep her quiet.

The two of them were a sweaty mess, completely focused on each other’s bodies. She couldn’t think of a single thing besides him. Keiran and his stupid, perfect body, and his cock so deep inside of her that she forgot what it felt like to not have him pounding into her. The rest of the world was more than irrelevant, it was forgotten entirely.

“Fuck, babe, I’m so close,” He groaned into her ear, making her eyes roll back into her head again. She was close too. And as his cock hit deep inside of her again, she felt the coil in her stomach snap. The walls of her pussy fluttered and flexed around his cock as she came undone again. Velvety, warm, and wet, massaging his cock as she screamed into his hand. He couldn’t hold it back. He buried himself in her one last time, rougher than before even, and sprayed hot ropes of cum inside of her, filling her up even more.

Anni couldn’t remember her own name when he was done. The world around her felt as though it wasn’t real. Everything felt warm and fuzzy, the only cold coming in as Keiran pulled out of her, leaving her empty and exposed to the air. He collapsed onto the ground next to her, pulling her to his chest. She felt his breath heave in time with her own. It was the first time in a long time that either of them felt at peace with each other.

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Okay! I have another idea hehe...feel free to send me more!

So I know Varrick and Keiran HATE each other....I wanna see how Keiran and Vince would go.....Vince is a little less hotheaded and I think it would be interesting.

So Anni and Vince are out, trying to chill and get drinks and they run into Keiran. Keiran purposefully ignores Vince and talks down to Anni and calls her things like "love" and "sweetheart". Vince is obviously a little jealous but he has that thing with being too close with someone so he holds back. Keiran can tell he's holding back too, so he kisses Anni roughly and busts her lip. The second Vince sees blood, he just immediately throws hands and loses it. The two fight and eventually get kicked out of the bar, along with Anni and Vince freaks out, completely losing his shit and yelling at Keiran to stay away from Anni. It just kinda escalates from there and it can however you'd like!

(Thank you so much! And you better send me more requests!!!)

Unwanted bar violence - Simp Party

Warnings; Slight violence

Tags; @insane-horror-movie-addict

A/N: I wrote this pretty late so sorry for how shitty it is..

Word count: 1,467

Keiran clutched the cup so tightly that if it had been glass it would have shattered in his fist. His eyes watched hawkishly as he noticed Anni laughed with a man by the bar. The man was clearly flirting with her, finding ways and reasons to touch her arm and shoulder and once even her face as he “removed an eyelash” from her cheek. He leaned in close and whispered something to Anni and Keiran waited, breath caught in his throat as the man brushed his fingers against her arm. His heart thundered in his chest and nearly ran outside. But, of course, Keiran kept his cool. Settling his drink down onto the bar-counter, he put on his usual lazy smirk and walked over.

“Whoa,” Keiran mumbled, letting out a low whistle as he stepped near Anni, lazily stuffing his hands into his pockets as his eyes traced along her body. It seemed Anni had taken extra care to put herself together tonight. She didn’t often get to flaunt what her mama gave her. She had actually taken time to look for a nice outfit, but anything too excessive, and do more with her hair then wad it into a ponytail on the top of her head.

“Damn," Keiran said with a sly smirk. “I’m definitely gonna relax and have a good time tonight with you around,” he added with a suggestive wink.

"Keiran?" Anni's gaze turned to him, her eyes widening agape slightly. It was strange not to see him on a mission— seeing him outside of work had been so strange.

“Hey sweetheart.” Keiran said, an arm stretching across to place a hand onto her shoulder, "Missed me?"

“You wish.” Anni smirked at the man playfully but with a certain tightness, ordering the drinks for herself and Vince from the bar. She quickly glanced over her shoulder to introduce Vince to Keiran, but his demeanor had slightly changed. Vince kept a cool expression— but the vibe he had been giving off seemed rather, annoyed.

“Waiting for someone gorgeous?” Keiran asked, pushing his blond hair back with a hand, bright white teeth flashing. Vince narrowed his eyes slightly, was this annoying blond ignoring Vince's existence….? What the fuck?

“Uh… no actually.” Anni smiled, “My frien-”

“Is obviously not that attached to you if he let you go off on your own.” The Zalgo proxy cut in, smirking at her while leaning on the bar.

“Actually—”

“He obviously didn’t think that anyone else would notice how perfect you are, sweetheart.” The man drawled, tracing a finger down Anni's arm, causing her to shiver.

There was a flicker in Vince's eyes and an almost imperceptible clench of his jaw. If Anni hadn’t learned to recognize every little change about the man, she never would have noticed. He was her good friend. She is just about the only person he opened up to. He couldn’t help but let a genuine reaction flash across his face before hurrying to hide behind a tough, manly exterior. She saw right through that smoke screen, "Actually she isn't alone. I'm right here. But, I think you noticed that already," Vince rolled his eyes slightly, attempting to keep that smile onto hisbface.

“Anyways, what can I help you with, Keiran?” Anni politely asked.

“Actually, yes, I think you can. You see, I was wondering if you’d allow me to compliment you with a drink? It would be an honor to buy a beverage for a beautiful woman, such as yourself.” Keiran flashed a charming smile that made her stomach flutter. Vince's eye twitched immensely, while the fake smile stayed put onto his lips.

Before Anni could even think about what she was saying, she blurted, “Yes, thank you. I’d love to have a drink with you.”

The blond nodded, as if he had been expecting that reply. Anni almost questioned it, but he flashed another dazzling smile at her, and her thoughts left her.

It felt as if no time had passed before Anni was leaning onto his arm, and for once, he didn't seem…violent. He actually seemed like a decent man. A charming and delightful man. Oh, he was so handsome, she couldn't deny that. She looked at him, and was about to ask him why he was asking so…delightful, when the moonlight caught his beautiful eyes and made them sparkle. She smiled and continued making small talk with him. She had just laid her head on his arm, relishing his warmth.

Vince felt his shoulders slump. He wasn’t quite sure why. Maybe it was the alcohol fueling his emotions, but he really wanted to punch the douchebag that was hanging off her face. It was embarrassing to watch, the blond was so annoying that he basically just stole her. But just as Anni did, she elegantly gave a small chuckle, reached her hand up to his cheek and rested her forehead in the crook of his nose. Anni's smile melted into his lips. At the same time across the room, her smile almost took Vince out.

If there wasn’t live music playing and people circling him on the dance floor, she could have heard Vince's fragile heart crack.

He couldn’t believe Annu was with such a douchebag. Why should he care? Why should he care?

He shouldn’t. It was a stupid crush. That’s all.

He wasn’t a jealous man.

“You alright?" Lyon asked, his energy taking Vince out of his trance. Vince grunted in response. “You seem like you're going to kill Keiran over there. You look like you're gonna shoot him with your eyes.” Lyon chuckled, as he leaned against the bar. Lyon knew Vince, since he was a frequent customer at his bar, and they knew each other quite well.

Vince didn’t say anything in response. “Is it because he’s trying to suck on Anni's face?” Lyon whispered in his ear, placing a hand on his shoulder. The demonic bartender had loved to stir up and instigate unnecessary trouble— in fact, he was known for it.

“Why don’t you back the fuck up,” Vince spat at him.

Lyon walked backwards holding his hands defensively in the air with a smirk on his face. “Quit being so obvious, man. Do something before you lose something. But hey! I'm just a bartender, what would I know?”

Vince turned back to look at her, but the two barstools were now empty. He hated imagining what was currently happening between the two of them. It made him cringe even thinking about it. His face scrunched as he began to feel overwhelmed by the bar scene of the night. But he tried his best to keep his composure— he wasn't even dating her, so what right did he have being so jealous?

All of those thoughts quickly changed when he saw how Keiran made-out with her.

The world around them blurred as Anni looked into his eyes. Keiran's arms reached up and tangled around her neck. He breathed in sharply and kissed her roughly, his arms encircling her waist drawing her in, his lips hungry for hers. Blood began to trickle from how much force he put into the kiss, it only encouraged Vince's anger. But the way Keiran had made unashamed eye contact with Vince was the absolute last straw.

Anni let out a loud gasp as Vince's fist plummeted into Keiran's face. He brought up his arm for another punch but Keiran had already fallen on the ground from the first one. Vince shook out his fist. He hadn’t punched anyone in a while, he usually was better with firearms.

Suddenly, Keiran grabbed his arm and swung his fist, punching him in the face and kneeing him in the stomach. Vince grabbed his wrist and flipped it around his back, yanking it upward and snapping his bone at the elbow joint. He hissed and then laughed to himself, “Do you think broken bones can hurt me? I'm a fucking Zalgo proxy.” Keiran glared.

Keiran thrusted his free arm back, elbowing Vince in the face and he stumbled back away from his vulnerable state. Turning around, he ran forward and slammed his closed fist on Vince's back, his body falling to the ground with a thud. Though Vince quickly grabbed him by his shirt and yanked him up, throwing him against a table and letting his ragged body fall against the scratchy floorboards.

Vince glared as he looked down at the angered man on the ground. “Stay the fuck away from Anni,” Vince said slowly, kicking him in the side as the blond muttered curses in russian.

Though Lyon had been excessively enjoying this display of unwanted violence, one of Lyon's workers did not. The three of them quickly got kicked out of the bar, and Vince continued to glare at him— even from outside.