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Fade Into You Part. 5

Prequel Lights, Camera, Action!

Jey Uso x Black Female OC! (Shantell)

Roman x Black Female OC! Tangela

Solo x Black Female OC! Sofia

Jimmy x Trin

Rating: 18+

Warning: Smut; oral, sex, fluff, masturbation

FADE INTO YOU

Summary: This is the Prequel for Lights, Camera, Action! How does an outburst on your first day lead to a lifelong friendship with the Tribal Chief Roman Reigns and the stands the test of time. How does that friendship introduce you to a special group of people that will become your family.

When did the lines get blurred between friendship and wanting a relationship with one of your best friends Mr. Main Event Jey Uso. Follow the friendships, and relationships of how they all came to be the one big happy family we all know and love in Lights, Camera, Action.

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New Years Eve Party

Jey’s House

“Jey, you have been ignoring me all night,” Taraji whined as Trin rolled her eyes. “Well, that is what happens when you show up somewhere uninvited,” Trin said as Taraji ignored her.

I mean Trin had a point, I didn’t even know this girl knew where I lived.

“Look Taraji this is for family, and I don’t really like you showin’ up uninvited,” I said honestly truly regretting having slept with her a couple months ago.

She made a big deal of it being about having fun but she’s lingering around.

I admit I gotta stop falling into the trap when she calls or texts about wanting to hang out.

“I can go, it’s no problem,” Taraji said turning on the tears. “Oh, ok please do,” Trin said pulling me onto the dance floor as I shook my head.

“I’ll talk to you later Taraji,” I said as Trin and I continued our dance.

“See you did this shit, all you had to do was keep lil Jey in your pants,” Trin said as I rolled my eyes.

“I know Trin, you right, I gotta do better,” I said as we danced. I finally could relax as I saw Sefa walking Taraji out.

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Sefa’s POV

“Are you sober enough to drive?” I asked as she smiled at me. “What you wanna take me home?” she purred as I cringed.

“Not really I was just making sure you don’t kill yourself, or someone else on the road,” I said honestly.

“I’m good I didn’t drink anything,” she said as I waved and began to walk back inside not even saying goodnight.

“What hold does Shantell hold over ya’ll?” Taraji asked as I turned to look at her. “What do you mean by that?” I asked as she smirked at me.

“Ya’ll just seem to just really love protecting her, I saw how ya’ll surrounded her tonight, almost like I was the bad guy she needed protecting from,” Taraji said as I sighed.

“It’s none of your concern, but we look after our family. That’s something you will never be, no matter how many times you open your legs to my brother,” I said walking away from her as growled in her throat.

“You are such an asshole,” she said as I kept walking ignoring her.

“Damn, you make shit so complicated Jey,” I mumbled to myself going back inside to join the party as I heard Taraji speed out of the driveway.

Joe’s POV

“Shantell not that I mind, but if you keep me to yourself all night folks gon’ start to think we are dating,” Joe said laughing holding me tight as we danced.

“Hey, I danced with Jimmy and Sefa too so there,” I whined as he spun me around. “Hey, I’m just teasing you babydoll, you know you my only dance partner at these functions,” Joe said as we continued to dance as Jey and Trin were dancing next to us.

I felt Jey’s eyes on me as I lifted my head off of Joe’s shoulder and met his intense gaze.

I felt almost naked under his gaze as I saw the questioning in his eyes before he turned back to Trin.

They exchanged a few words, as she slapped his shoulder. It seemed as if they were engaged in a deep conversation, making me wonder what they were talking about.

Trin’s POV

“Jey, you know you want to dance with Shantell, go ask her,” I encouraged as he shook his head. “Nah, I don’t want to interrupt her and Joe, they seem to be enjoying themselves,” he said as I slapped his shoulder.

“You know they are just friends, stop inventing issues. The only issue is you’re too scared to admit you like her,” I said tired of the bullshit. “Well, it's too late anyway she just went out on the back door,” Jey said as I smiled.

“That’s even better you guys can be alone. It’s almost midnight. Josh go ring in the new year with her,” I said as he gave me a hug and left to find Shantell.

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Shantell’s POV

I sighed as Dangerously in Love by Beyonce began to play as I leaned back in one of the lounge chairs on the balcony closing my eyes.

It felt good to just enjoy the waves crashing on the shore and the beautiful music.

“Aye, ain’t no sleepin’ girl it’s almost midnight, and you owe me a dance,” I heard Jey’s excited voice say as I laughed standing up.

“Well, you shouldn’t throw such good parties and I wouldn’t be so sleepy,” I said as he gave me a hug as we began swaying to the music.

“Girl, you been popular tonight I thought I would never get you alone,” Jey said as I laughed. “Oh, stop it, you could have been asked me to dance but you had to entertain Taraji,” I said as he nodded.

“I’m just kiddin' Shan, plus I didn’t want to entertain her. That’s why she left so fast,” he said as I slightly pulled away from him.

“What I mean is I didn’t invite her, I don’t even know how she found out about the party or where I lived for that matter,” Jey said as I frowned at him.

“Well, if that’s true sounds like you need to be more alert of the stalker vibes,” I said putting my head back on his shoulder as he held me close.

“I ain’t worried about Taraji, she knows what the deal is,” Jey said as I slightly winced thinking back to that night in the club.

I had never told him that I saw them, and I take that secret to the grave.

Matter of fact she was the last thing I wanted to think about while I was in his arms.

Later on in my destiny

I see myself having your child

I see myself being your wife

And I see my whole future in your eyes

Thought of all my love for you

Sometimes make me wanna cry

Jey’s POV

I was content, Shantell was in my arms and we were together.. I looked up and smiled as I saw mistletoe hanging over us.

That’s why Trin was pushing me to come out here. That Little sneak set this up, messy ass.

I can say in this moment I’m thankful for her, and I ain’t gonna let the moment pass me by.

“Aye, look up,” I said as Shantell looked up and laughed as I smirked at her.

“This is Trin’s doing I take it,” she said shaking her head as I shrugged my shoulders gazing into her beautiful eyes.

“I think you right, but I can’t say I’m mad about it. I mean what’s an innocent kiss between best friends right?” I whispered as she blushed but nodded.

“Yea, what could it hurt. I mean it wouldn’t be awkward at all, we’re friends,” she whispered as we glanced inside the window hearing everyone counting down to the new year.

Every time I see your face

My heart smiles

Every time, it feels so good

It hurts sometimes

I felt myself losing my nerve. It had to happen now, I had to kiss her but first I had to take a memory of this moment.

10!

I had to remember how she looked in the moonlight, how her body was calling my name to caress and cherish her.

Created in this world to love,

to hold, to feel,

to breathe, to live you

Dangerously in love

I gently caressed Shantell’s face as our lips lightly grazed each other, both of us moaning at the feeling of our lips meeting in a earthshattering kiss.

It was like the world disappeared around us and everything felt right.

I am in love with you, you set me free

I can't do this thing called life without you here with me

'Cause I'm dangerously in love with you

“Happy New Year!!!!” I could faintly hear as I pulled Shantell closer, our tongues gently danced with each other as our kiss became more passionate. I felt her caressing my face pulling me closer.

Her moans making me want more of her in every way as I held her tight, almost afraid she would disappear but I knew I had to let her go.

'Cause I am in love with you, you set me free

I can't do this thing called life without you here with me

'Cause I'm dangerously in love with you

I'll never leave, just keep loving me

The way I love you, loving me

“Happy New Year Shantell,” I whispered against her lips as she smiled pulling away, staring shyly at me.

“Happy New Year Joshua,” she whispered gently wiping her lip gloss off of my lips as I smiled at her.

Yea, my ass was gone. Crazy deeply in love with this woman.

Shantell’s POV

I can’t believe we just kissed! The excitement in the house was nothing compared to the excitement I felt dancing in my chest as he pulled me close, and we continued to dance.

Dangerously in Love definitely had a new place in my heart and I would never look at the song the same ever again.

I'm in love with you,

I'm in love with you

I can not do

I cannot do anything without you in my life

“You know this is one of my favorite Beyonce songs. I swear I’m going to a concert one day, It’s on my bucket list,” I said smiling shyly at him as he spun me around.

I was trying to change the subject and hoped things wouldn’t get awkward between us.

That kiss had blown my mind and this song was speaking to my soul, it was truly how I felt about Jey.

“Favorite song huh, well that’s good to know and the song is tight. Who knows I may take you to a concert someday,” Jey said as we continued our dance.

I love you

Dangerously in love

We reluctantly pulled apart as I could see the questions in Jey’s eyes.

“We good right? No regrets?” Jey asked, as I smiled at him gently cutting him off, covering his lips with my finger.

“Not a single one, stop stressing,” I said reassuring him as Trin stuck her head out the door to check on us.

“Happy New Year ya'll! Come on in we bout to turn up for the new year,” she said as Jey pointed at her.

“Yo’ ass ain’t slick, we know what you did,” he laughed pointing at the mistletoe as she shrugged her shoulders.

“I don’t know what you talkin’ bout,” she said closing the door with a knowing smirk before winking at me.

“I think we should go back inside,” I said as he sighed. “I know but it doesn’t mean I have to like it,” he said guiding me back inside.

“It will be fun, don’t I owe you some more dances,” I said as he perked up. “Hell yeah, and I plan to get all of ‘em,” he said as I blushed.

I think we would be ok; thank God the kiss didn’t make it weird. It was just an innocent kiss between friends and that was it…

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New Years Day

Shantell’s Condo

Shantell’s POV

“Baby, now you can’t keep on not livin’ your own life,” my grandmother said as I sighed. “Gram, it ain’t like that. I’m focused on trying to get my classes done so I can graduate. Romance can come later,” I said trying to make her understand.

“Sweetie, you can go on a date here and there. Enjoy yourself,” she said as I sat beside her bringing her a bowl. “Yes ma’am, I promise I will try,” I said with a small smile.

“Good because if it wasn’t for me, you would be done with college twice over by now. Probably well established in your career of choice and married,” she said as I frowned.

“Grammy that was my choice, I wanted to be there with you to take care of you. I don’t regret that, and neither should you,” I said as she sighed.

“I know baby but you’ve missed out on so much,” she whispered. “I haven’t missed anything Gram, what is for me will be, now let’s make this Mac and cheese,” I said trying to change the subject.

She was trying to get too deep on me and I had a great time last night at Jey’s party and I wanted that to carry over into today.

I missed cooking with her, and I just missed her being here all together. “Make sure that cheese is room temperature,” she instructed me as I graded the fresh cheese for her famous homemade mac & cheese.

“Yes, ma’am I remember, I always remember what you tell me,” I said honestly as she smiled sadly at me.

“Good my baby, I need you to always remember how much I love you,” she said as I frowned at her.

“Ok, I don’t like when you talk like that, it sounds like you tellin’ me goodbye and we ain’t doing that yet Gram,” I said looking at her.

“Baby, we all gotta leave here someday, but you right I ain’t leavin’ here yet. Least not till I know you gon’ be ok without me,” she said as I couldn’t stop my tears.

“Gram, I don’t want to think about that,” I cried as she grabbed my hands taking them in hers.

“Shan, I ain’t getting younger, but when that times comes I need you and your mama to let me go. I’m so tired baby,” she whispered as I nodded in understanding, but it broke my heart in two to even think about saying the words out loud.

I couldn’t even imagine being here on earth without her.

“I know Gram,” I cried as she pulled me into a hug. “Ya’ll gon’ be just fine my baby,” she whispered as I held her tight.

“Aye, Gram glad you back down here with us,” Jey said coming in the kitchen as I smiled wiping my tears. “Yea, I am enjoying the weather, kinda makes me want to move back,” she said as I got up and gave Jey a quick hug. “Aye, you ok?” Jey asked as I sighed.

“I’m good, I just need a minute. I’ll be back,” I said rushing off before he could stop me. The conversation had me tore up and I needed to regroup.

Jey’s POV

“Did I interrupt something important Gram? Do ya'll need me to come back later?” I asked as Shantell’s grandmother grabbed my hand. “Nah, baby I just was telling Shantell I wanted her to be happy,” she said smiling at me.

“We all want that Gram, she’s amazing,” I said as I could see her in deep thought.

“Josh, why ain’t you told my granddaughter you love her?” she asked as I smiled at her.

“Wow it’s that obvious huh?” I asked as she laughed. “Son, I knew that the first time I met you, so why ain’t you told her,” she asked as I tried to think of the best way to describe it.

“ I was tied down in a loveless marriage for years and now I’m trying to find myself, after years of living for somebody else,” I said pausing, looking into her eyes to see if she was judging me but I saw none so I continued.

“I really do love Shantell; I just know with everything I got goin’ on a relationship for me right now would be bad and I couldn’t live wit myself if I hurt her.

"That seems fair, and I agree with you," she said nodding her head in agreement.

"So, for now, we’re just friends and I think that’s best until I figure myself out,” I said lowering my head as she caressed my hand in a motherly way.

“Joshua, I’m not judging you son. I just wanted to know what the holdup was,” she said as I smiled at her.

“The hold up?” I asked as she laughed.

“Yes, the hold up because I know you two are going to have a beautiful life together,” she said as I felt my heart flutter at the thought of a life with Shantell.

“I hope so Gram it’s been hard to not just tell her but it ain’t fair to make her put her life on hold while I figure out mine,” I said as she nodded in understanding.

“It’s ok to take time to figure yourself out Josh, that’s how life is supposed to work. Some people who are hurt rush to move on and take that baggage with them and the next person they love suffers, it's not fair," she said as I digested what she was saying and really took it to heart.

"Honestly, you are doing the right thing and I’m proud of you,” she said as I gave her a hug.

I really needed to hear that from someone, I’m glad I took Shantell up on the invitation to come over for dinner.

“You always know what to say don’t you. Just a modern-day people whisperer,” I said as she laughed rubbing my back.

“I sure am, but you just take care of my baby Joshua when she finally does gives you her heart. I don’t wanna have to come back as a ghost and haunt you now,” she said laughing.

“I will Gram, she will always be safe wit me, and loved. I promise you, I'll always take care of her,” I reassured her as I felt her wet tears on my shoulder.

I knew she had been having conversations with Shan and her daughters about what she wanted them to do in case she became unable to make decisions for herself and I knew it was weighing heavy on them all.

I just hoped and prayed we have a couple more years with this amazing woman, she was a godsend.

I guess sometimes in life you gotta have the hard conversations and today, I can honestly say I felt a thousand times better talking to Grams about everything I was feeling.

“Now, just don’t make her wait too long. She can be just like me at times, impatient as hell,” she said as we both laughed.

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One Month later

Pensacola Oncology Associates

Shantell’s POV

“Doctor Randall please don’t play with me are you serious?” Joe asked looking at him in disbelief. “I’m serious Joe you are in remission,” he said as I screamed in excitement and relief.

“Oh, thank you, God,” Joe’s mom whispered as Joe put his hands over his face as we both reached over and hugged him.

“I’ll give you guys a minute,” Dr. Randall said leaving the room as Joe’s shoulders shook with emotion as he sobbed onto his mom’s shoulder holding her tight.

I tried to move away to get myself together and to give them a moment but Joe’s mom immediately grabbed my hand preventing me from moving away from them.

Our watery eyes met as she shook her head holding my hand tighter. “Joesph we’re here, let it out baby,” she soothed as he continued to sob.

He had beat it…Joe had beat cancer. I knew a weight had been lifted off of him as the trip to Samoa put a lot of things into perspective for him and I knew he was ready to face these new challenges head-on.

“Man, I gotta call Paul and tell him the news,” Joe said a few minutes later wiping his tears as he turned to me.

“Hey, not today you just got some good news. Let it soak in and spend some time with your family before you even start thinking about work. Work will be there, take time for you,” I said as he smiled and gave me a hug.

“Thank you for having my back sis,” he whispered as I nodded “You know I always got you,” I whispered. My brother was cancer free; it doesn’t get much better than that and I know he’s going to be back better than ever and get back everything he had to give up in order to go fight this battle.

Yea, the big dog was on his way back to the WWE and I couldn’t wait to watch him do what he loves again.

On the way back to my condo Joe had called Jey to give him the good news. Joe anxiously tapped his hands on the steering wheel as his phone connected to the car.

"Hello, Jey's phone," a familiar female voice said as I frowned at the radio as Joe looked at me in confusion.

"Aye, uh, can I speak to Jey," Joe said as I looked out the window trying to not let it bother me. "Um, who’s calling?" she asked as I rolled my eyes.

"Taraji I’m sure the caller ID either came up as Big Uce or Joe so put Jey on the phone or tell him to call us back," I said as she laughed.

"Hey, Shantell you know we miss you out here on the road girl. I’ve been keeping Jey company in a good way though since you’ve been home,” she said as I laughed.

“Well good for you, what do you want a cookie? I mean, I hope ya’ll are being safe in those storage closets. Watch out for the arena rats I hear they bite and carry rabies,” I said smartly as Joe held my hand as his mother snickered.

“It ain’t worth it Shan,” he whispered as I heard Taraji mumble something under her breath, but she wasn’t crazy enough to say it outloud.

“Look, tell Jey to call me back it’s important,” Joe said trying to get off the phone as his mom cut in. “Uh, sweetie, Tari,, Tanri, Tangerine, uh, whatever your name is put my nephew on the phone, this is family business,” she said as I smiled at her as she gave me a sly wink.

“Why you on my phone,” I heard Jey say as Taraji tried to cover her messiness up. “Jey it’s for you, it’s Joe and I figured it was important,” Taraji said as I rolled my eyes.

“What you even doin’ in our dressing room, let alone picking up my phone,” Jey said as I snickered hearing her trying to come up with an excuse as I heard a door slam.

“Jey, why you slammed the door in yo’ girl’s face. That’s not nice at all,” I said laughing as Jey growled.

"You messy Shantell, you know I ain’t wit dat girl," he whispered as I continued laughing.

"What’s up wit ya’ll and what did doc say?" Jey asked as I smiled at Joe.

“I’m back Uce, It’s in remission,” Joe said. “Yes sir! Let’s get it Uce!” he shouted as I shook my head so happy everything was falling into place. We had been in chaos for far too long.

“Ya’ll betta take care of my baby when he comes back out there Joshua,” Joe’s mom said as I imagined the smile on his face. “Auntie, you know we got Uce,” he said without missing a beat.

“I know baby, ya’ll have a good show and be safe," she said as I chimed in as well. “Have a good show Jey,” I said as Joe raised his eyebrows jokinly at me.

“Thanks, Shan, and good luck on new classes coming up,” he said as I smiled. “You keep up with my stuff better than me, but thank you,” I said as Joe laughed.

“Ya’ll two make me sick,” he whispered as I lightly punched him in the shoulder.

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Monday Night Raw

Feb 25, 2019

Jey’s POV

“I’m in remission ya’ll,” Joe said as the crowd exploded as did everyone backstage watching in Gorilla. Man, it was good to have him back.

“Yes sir! Let’s go bear!” Shantell shouted smiling at Joe on the Tv as he talked to the fans.

I hadn’t really spent any alone time with Shantell since the day after our kiss on New Years. This new hectic schedule WWE had us on wasn’t helping.

When I did get a chance to get home, she was in Ohio visiting her grandmother. The other time we all went bowling, and everyone was there.

I had a good time don’t get me wrong, it’s just I can’t remember the last time I spent alone time with her.

I missed just us vibing, talking about life and falling asleep together without a care in the world.

That mind-blowing New Year’s Eve kiss still had a hold on my mind too.

I’ve hung out with Taraji a few times, but it wasn’t the same. She wasn’t Shantell, I know what the problem is and I can admit it.

“I gotta get ready ya’ll,” I said as Shantell stood up and gave me a hug. “Go kill it, Uce, you know we going to be watching,” she whispered as I enjoyed holding her in my arms again.

“Thanks, Shan,” I said finally finding my voice, hating to let her go. As I walked away to get ready for our segment, I couldn’t help but steal another glance at her before walking down by the interview set to go over things with Jimmy.

Shantell’s POV

“Hey, beautiful can I steal you for a second?” Tevin asked holding his hand out as Trin grinned at me. “Uh, yea sure,” I said taking his hand as we walked down by the interview station.

“So have you given any thought to what we talked about? he asked as I smiled at him.

“I told you; I wasn’t ready for a relationship Tevin. Look I enjoyed our date, but I have too much shit going on to be anybody’s girlfriend,” I said honestly as he sighed.

“I know you hung up on him, and he’s too dense to even know you like him,” he said as I looked at him strangely.

“What are you talking about? I asked trying to play dumb.

“Look you ain’t gotta talk about it 'cause it ain’t my business. But I know you like Jey, so to save my own feelings I’ll stop pressuring you to go out with me,” he said as I sighed in gratitude, I hope he didn’t catch it.

“Now I hope I can at least call you or text you some time as friends,” he said as I smiled at him.

“I would like that, I mean we are friends after all,” I said glad he wasn’t pushing the issue because I didn’t want to talk about Jey.

I also knew Tevin wasn’t a one-woman man either, Nattie had given me the scoop when she heard about our date so I had been avoiding his calls and texts trying not to lead him on.

I mean he was charming and could make me blush with his compliments but that was about it, I knew the real deal about his ass.

You ain’t shit.. Ugh, some men I swear.

Jey’s POV

“Does Shantell seem a lil different to you?” I asked as Jimmy scoffed at me like I was crazy.

“I think you paranoid Uce, Shantell ain’t acting different,” Jimmy said as I saw Shantell talking to Tevin and I felt my blood boil.

“I just feel somethin’ been off wit her, I don’t know Uce,” I said as Jimmy shook his head.

“Nah, Shan has just been busy with school, you know she got one more year left. Her classes are getting harder, I heard her and Trin talking bout it earlier,” Jimmy said as I nodded my head trying to focus on what he was saying but I caught out the corner of my eye Tevin rubbing Shantell’s arms as she blushed. What the fuck did he say to make her blush?

“What the fuck is this?” I hissed, pointing at them as Jimmy looked and shrugged his shoulders.

“Tevin took Shantell out on a date a couple weeks ago, I guess they hit it off,” Jimmy said as I wanted to throw up at the thought.

“What you mean took her out? Shantell too busy for all dat, especially with somebody like his ass,” I growled my fists clinched at my side.

“I think you jealous Uce, but that’s on you cause instead of asking her out you jumped into Taraji’s cookie jar,” Jimmy said as I tilted my head in his direction, frowning wanting to slap the fuck outta him.

“Aye, chill wit dat shit, that was a one-time thing, “I said defensively. “Yea, but you are hanging out wit her Uce, that shit is dangerous. Before long you gon’ be dating her,” he said as I growled.

“No, the fuck I ain’t, I’m just enjoying myself right now,” I said as Jimmy laughed.

“Well, seems like while you are enjoying yourself, Shantell should be able to enjoy herself. Hell, from the looks of it Tevin wants to help her enjoy herself, Jimmy said looking at them with a smirk.

“I’ll kill his ass first,” I hissed as Jimmy laughed at me. “All that’s happening is on yo' ass because you should have told her how you feel about her,” Jimmy said rubbing it in.

“Man gon’ with that shit Uce, we just friends,” I said as Jimmy rolled his eyes at me.

“Well look at the shit you caused friend,” Jimmy said sarcastically pointing at Shantell as Tevin caught her off guard with a kiss, pulling her to him, caressing her hips.

“That muthafucka, I’ll break his fuckin’ face. Who da the fuck he thinks he is?” I growled as Jimmy grabbed my arm stopping me from going over there to knock the fuck outta Tevin.

“Nah, let him sop her up and down, she just yo’ friend remember, Uce,” he said as I snatched away from him rubbing my hands over my face in frustration.

“Tevin, I said friends!” I heard Shantell exclaim against his lips as she broke the kiss prying his hands from around her waist.

“I’m sorry it’s just you’re so beautiful and I wondered what it would be like to kiss you,” Tevin said as Shantell rubbed her temples.

“Please don’t do that again, I ain’t that type of girl ok. Look, I don’t feel comfortable with people I don’t know in my space.” Shantell said as Tevin tried to grab her hand as she moved away.

“Shantell, I just think we could be good together if you give me a shot,” Tevin said as Shantell held her hand up preventing him from coming closer.

“Tevin, you’re a nice guy but I’m not interested in you that way. What you did made me feel very uncomfortable, so I think we just need to stay away from each other for a bit to let things cool down,” she said trying to let him down easy.

“Aye, that’s cool, no harm done. I really am sorry,” he said as Shantell gave him a small smile before going back over to sit with Trin. Tevin smiled and continued to watch Shantell for a few seconds before returning to his station for the show.

“Creepy little shit, I’ll fuckin’ kill him,” I muttered as Jimmy cut me off, “Aye, Shantell handled it, go walk it off. We at work, go get yourself together, we on in ten minutes,” Jimmy said as I reluctantly went the other way.

I know one thing Tevin better stay away from Shantell or we gon’ have a serious fuckin’ problem that I won’t mind solving. That motherfucka was gon’ come up missing, if he ever touched her again.

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missglaskin · 2 years

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Burn Them All Down

Note- I apologize for whatever cringe writing this is

Characters: Jacaerys, Aemond, Aegon II

You are cruel and vain, but you’re still their sister and their greatest love.

Tags: SMUT/EXPLICIT, toxic/unhealthy relationship, slapping, choking, dark!reader

Jacaerys

Your brother always gave in to your desires. To your whims and wishes. But this was too far. “Kill him?” Your brother couldn’t hide the surprise evident in his features. Almost pulling your mouth away that wrapped itself around his cock.

A sigh escapes your lips as you pull away. You thought you had him. And maybe you did. Your words had him in a trance and your mouth further engulfed him under the spell. Perhaps you should have used your words with more care, but it’s far too late now.

“Yes dear brother,” you are to play along now. His eyes shine with doubt. And you resist the urge to roll your eyes when Jace declares he is a good man. The ‘good man’ is referred to the foolish lord your mother plans to marry you off to. All under the guise of bringing more allies to her side.

You move to be face to face with Jace, a hand stroking his cock. He groans as the pleasure overtakes him once more. “He will take me away from you,” you whisper. Feeling his hips thrust into the grip you have on him. “Do you want me to be his, have him fuck me every night, make me carry his children,” his eyes darken the second those words sunk in.

And you know you have him once again under your spell.

Aemond

I killed him.

Were the first words that greeted you when your brother arrived from storm’s end. His face smeared with utter guilt as he sat on your mattress. Your brows raise at the mention of the name of your nephew. You couldn’t help the scoff that you let out. Is that what got him looking like a kicked puppy. Aemond wasn’t the slightest amused.

His fury was stoked even further by your words. That this shouldn't bother him as such. That the brat would have died regardless. What proved to be the final nail in his coffin was the word spilled from your mouth, thrown at him; weak. And before you know it, a hand is wrapped around your throat. You only smile even when finding yourself struggling to breathe.

“Truly brother Luke took out your eye, were your balls taken along with it,” the only response you received was a tightening grip. Your hand reaches for his, nail pressed to the skin but not clawing at it. “You’re a cruel woman,” Aemond spat out, “Why did the gods make me want a cruel woman like you”. In your struggle for air, you are able to utter the words.

“Because no one will ever love you like I do,” his grip is still tight, but you can see his lips pressed into a thin line. He knows it’s true. Any woman would have shamed him, called him the worst of names, but you never did, never could. You opened your arms to his everlasting fire, accepted every part of him, the bad and the evil. As you expected, your mercy was given when he let go. The sound of the door opening and closing echoes. He will come back. He always did.

Aegon II

Convince him, your mother told you. It was the early morning right before your brother is to be crowned. Though you know for certain this wasn’t what she had in mind. Moans surrounding the chambers as you slowly feel his length fill you up. Aegon clutches your body close to his, eyes looking up at yours.

The both of you are on the floor as you raise yourself up and down on his cock. All while your brother is currently underneath you, wearing his supposed king attire that’s now all wrinkled along with his hair being such a mess. The same could be said for you, sweat covering both of your bodies. “I don’t want it,” your brother told you for the numerous time.

Your fingers tightly gripped his jaw, “You have to,” you demanded. There’s no other choice. Rhaenyra will kill the lot of you. Still, your brother wasn’t convinced and you stopped moving your hips. A whine of surprise escapes your brother when your hand collides with his cheek. It stings, but you also feel his cock twitch inside you. Your hands move to grab his cheeks causing his lips to pout. “Do you wish for your death? For me to be killed?” Aegon doesn’t respond.

And you just sigh. Feeling like you are slowly losing hope. He may have been a lost cause. But then you find yourself knowing the words to say. “Do you not want me to be your wife?” And Aegon shakingly nods. You resist smiling to yourself in the face of triumph. Hips moving again, noises once more start to leave him. Your hand left his face to his hair, yanking his head back. You utter the words before your lips capture his.

“Then you must wear the crown”.

#aemond targaryen x reader #jacaerys velaryon x reader #aegon ii targaryen x reader #yandere house of the dragon #yandere hotd #hotd x reader #hotd smut #house of the dragon x reader #house of the dragon smut #dark!reader

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strniohoeee · 11 months

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Revenant pt.2

Pairings: Matt Sturniolo X female reader, friends to lovers, feelings are admitted some more

Synopsis: Y/N has been suffering from her accident 7 months ago, but she’s not normal, and Matt notices. When they find out what happens will they help her be healed again???

Warnings⚠️: supernatural, ghosts, mentions of death, actual death, mentions of suicide. A single kiss….and that should be all it’s a spooky imagine😋

“I think we’ll have to try and get y/n back” Matt said looking at everyone

“Matt have you lost your fucking mind we are NOT about to idk “kill” y/n and hope her real soul comes back, do you know how fucking crazy that sounds!” Nick screeches at Matt

“I have to agree with Nick we have way too much on the line to attempt this, if y/n soul doesn’t come back we’re stuck with some random spirit who doesn’t know us” Chris said shaking his head and letting out a deep sigh

“Do you realize how insane this looks WE ARE ATTEMPTING TO GET A SPIRIT BACK TO THE RIGHT BODY?!?! WE’RE NOT FUCKING GHOST BUSTERS HOW IS THIS SHIT FUCKING REAL” Nick yelled at Matt with wide eyes and a shocked face

“Might I also add there’s no way this is real? Like no fucking way we sound fucking crazy” Chris said laughing a little

Y/N was completely silent watching the boys banter back and forth. She was contemplating if she wanted to do this or not; because this was in fact INSANE. They had to kill her physical body in order for her soul to come back. Was this a fucking movie?? She wasn’t too sure if she wanted to believe this. One part of her wanted to be back and enjoy her life like she was supposed to, but another part of her felt bad for the other spirit that most likely had no real body to go back to. She would be forgotten forever and feel lost and cold like Y/N had felt for those 7 months trying to figure out who *scratch that* WHAT she was. Y/N felt horrible just thinking about this poor soul having to truly die.

“Guys I’m not so sure how I feel about this” Y/N finally opened up while looking that the three boys

“What do you mean? Don’t you want to come back, and not be a ghost in our lives?” Chris said almost dumbfounded

“Of course I want to come back to you guys. I love and miss you, and these past 7 months have been dark and cold and lonely, but this other soul in me will soon feel that, and I don’t want her to feel how I felt. It’s a scary dark feeling” she says as she wipes tears from her eyes

“Y/N we can’t live without you, what are you going to do just take over this random spirit everyday, and leave her confused when she comes back to your body?” Matt asks, almost annoyed that Y/N would even think of not trying this.

“You know maybe I’m meant to die. Maybe I’m meant to just be a memory of yours, a ghost that follows you around. Maybe that’s what my fate has been all along” Y/N says to them, immediately their faces drop

“Have you lost your fucking mind? You are not meant to die! You are meant to be here with us can’t you see this? You’re meant to be here with me? You’re my Y/N” Matt said getting emotional

“You know y/n Matt’s right! If you weren’t meant to be alive your soul wouldn’t be here for as long as it did, after a while you’re supposed to come to terms and move on into the actual after life and not be a ghost searching” Padi said looking over at the boys

“But I’m scared. What if this doesn’t work out I’ll be gone forever then” y/n said avoiding eye contact out of heartbreak

“I’m very confident this will work. If I wasn’t sure I would’ve never brought it up” Padi responds walking over to Y/N and giving her a comforting hug

“Lets do it” Y/N says after Padi released her from the hug

“YES OMG YES” Chris jumps up dancing around like a child, and to this everyone laughed at his excitement

“Well how do we do this? How do we kill me without causing me pain” Y/N said cringing a little bit at this absurd situation

“I mean you could drown, or take too much medicine, suffocate” Padi said all nonchalant

“Jesus, Padi that’s intense” Nick said very shocked

“So either get killed or kill myself” Y/N said very perplexed, and to this Padi nodded with an apologetic look on her face

“But you’ll have to do while still in the body, and as your life is fading away you have to leave the body, and wait till the physical body is dead before you take over the body, this allows time for the old soul to leave, and that’s when you have to get in the body. But you have to time it right or both souls will be dead and you’ll be left with a physical dead body which will not be good for you guys” Padi said looking over at the boys. Their expressions changed, and they started to look worried and stressed

“GUYS! This will work. I will get back to my body!” Y/N said giving them a reassuring smile

“Although you could technically kill yourself I recommend that you be killed so one of them has complete control over the situation” Padi said and everyone nodded to this

“Alright, who wants to kill me?” Y/N asks getting up from her chair all excited

“The fact that you’re excited is very concerning to me. We don’t want to do this” Chris said rubbing his eyes

“Don’t be a pussy Chris” Y/N said laughing at him, Chris lifts his head up and points at Y/N “this bullying I don’t miss” he said laughing a little bit

“Are we doing this now?” Matt asks looking over at Y/N. She nods and gives him a weak smile

They all head upstairs to Matt’s room. Y/N lays down on the bed and gives them a reassuring smile

“This will work guys I promise you I’m coming back! I can not leave you guys” she said as puts her head down on the bed

“Okay so as the body is dying you need to leave the body, and wait for the body to die. As a spirit you will know when the body is dead, and then you need to enter the body, and CPR will have to be done and if you entered correctly you Y/N should be back in your correct body.” Padi said like it was the easiest thing ever

“Easier said than done” Nick says shaking his head and pacing around the room

“Calm down Nick! Alright, who's killing me?” Y/N said almost laughing at her words

To this question all the boys just froze now wanting to be responsible for the possible death of their best friend.

“Matt you should do it” Chris blurts out pushing Matt forward and backing away

“ME?!?! Are you fucking crazy kid?” Matt turns around looking at Chris

“Holy shit someone just kill me already I want to be back in my body” Y/N groans getting annoyed that we didn’t want to kill her

Matt nods his head and walks over to the bed. He grabs a pillow and looks down at Y/N with tears welling in his eyes

“I’m so fucking sorry if this doesn’t work out. I love you so much” Matt says, and with this Y/N nods her head and whispers" I love you back "before nodding at him to go on.

Matt lets out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding and places the pillow over Y/N's face pushing down with as much weight as he could. It took a few seconds for her to start thrashing around. “FUCK IM SORRY IM SORRY” Matt yells while crying and continuing to put pressure on her thrashing body. Behind him stood a sad Padi, and Chris and Nick clinging onto each other crying a little bit as well. After 4 minutes of this agonizing torture to Matt. Y/N’s body stopped moving and she went completely limp. Matt removes the pillow and frantically looks at Padi

“WHAT DO I DO NOW” he says wide eyed, Padi runs over and checks Y/N’s pulse, realizing she doesn’t have one she has the boys help her get Y/N onto the floor so she can perform CPR

Padi immediately starts giving Y/N CPR and mouth to mouth. The boys are starting to worry that this crazy plan was actually a very stupid and reckless plan, and that y/n fate might be over.

Padi is pumping down on Y/N’s chest like she was a lifeless ragdoll, and to Matt that’s exactly what she looked like. Matt was starting to have a panic attack as he started to realize the love of his life may never come back.

Flash Back

Matt never really believed in love, and of course he loved his friends and family, and as him and his brothers grew famous on social media he began to love his fans. But real love? The love you see in movies, and read in books? Yeah that love had Matt laughing, and calling anyone who believed in love and soulmates an absolute fool.

He can't really remember when he started loving you, because he never believed in love. Oftentimes he was annoyed with how much of a hopeless romantic you were. Always looking for love, and to give love, but he found it pointless, and childish. He always tried to tell you to stop looking because it wasn't real, and no matter how many heartbreaks, nights of you being stood up or flat out rejected you never stopped loving. Although he was getting tired of having to pick up the broken pieces, and always being his shoulder to cry on, he would never say I told you so, and you always knew thats what he wanted to say. He admired the fact that even after all the heartbreak you still got up, and found the good in people, and would continue many more of these painful experiences.

He wasn't sure if he fell in love with you because you showed him how easy it is to love and be loved, or because you were always there wanting to be a part of his life, or maybe it was when he would be holding you after another asshole treated you terribly. And he would always tell himself “I would never hurt her shes all I ever wanted.” But he always told himself no because Matt Sturniolo doesn’t fall in love.

Flashback over

But why is it now as he watches your body slip away, hes feeling the weight of 1,000 pounds on his chest constricting his airway. Why is it that right now he wants to shake you awake and tell you how much he has always loved you, but was too scared to accept that he himself, in all his flaws and imperfections, can too feel true love.

Matt slowly calms himself down as Padi is still performing CPR. It’s been two minutes, but in Matt's mind it felt like all of eternity.

Suddenly he hears Y/N jump up and take a sharp inhale as she comes to her senses,

“Y/N?” Matt says looking over at her

“It’s me Matt, it's me” she says giving me a smile

Matt runs over to her on the floor and scoops her up

“You showed me love! You showed me that no matter how imperfect I am I can still be loved. I'm such an idiot for not realizing it sooner. I have loved you since the day you drunkenly told me that any woman was lucky to have me, and that in another lifetime I was yours to keep.” Matt said looking into Y/N’s eyes. She blushed at this statement and looked down.

“Matt I have loved you since the day I saw your eyes shimmer a different hue when I broke things off with that one guy. That day I truly felt like we would be each other's everything one day, or nothing at all. I held onto that hope, and as each day went on I slowly started to believe this was all made up, and you were not mine to have.” Y/N said looking at Matt reading his face to see how he felt

“Y/N I love you, and I need you in my life forever and always whether it's in this lifetime or another. You will always be mine, and I feel horrible for only truly realizing this as you lay dying, and fighting to come back to your real body.” Matt said, grabbing Y/N’s face and looking her in the eyes.

“Matt you’re my everything, and I need you here with me for the rest of my life” she responded looking down at Matt’s lips

They both looked into each others eyes, and down to each other's lips, both leaning in, and sharing a kiss that could stop time, and cure every problem within themselves.

After pulling away they were interrupted by Chris

“That was the cutest shit I have ever seen now stop before you make me sick” he said as he wiped a tear from his eye and went over to hug Matt and Y/N, Nick walks over as well to join the group hug. “Yall are so fucking cute” he said also wiping his tears.

“ I suppose I’m no longer needed” Padi said with the biggest smile on her face, they broke the group hug and smiled at her thanking her.

“Padi I don’t know what I would have done without you, you literally saved me in all aspects” Y/N said giving her a hug

“Its what I do, but you need to take care of yourself, and make sure you allow yourself to properly heal. You just transferred from a soul back to a human” Padi said laughing a little bit.

“This is fucking insane, I still can’t believe this is real” Chris said acting mind blown

“This is probably the craziest unbelievable shit to have ever happened, and this stays between all of us” Nick said rubbing his eyes. We all agreed and let Padi pack up so she can head out.

Before she left she turned around to us

“The girl says thank you for setting her soul free. She’s able to go watch over her family before she completely moves on” Padi said, we all smiled at this, and allowed Padi to leave.

“Guys im so fucking happy to be back I missed you all, and I really missed Matt” Y/N said giving Matt a kiss on the cheek.

“Were so fucking happy to have you back! What do you say? movie night in my room??” Nick asked, all excited, and we agreed. Nick and Chris ran up the stairs then Matt, and the me, but before I could make it to the second step I felt a shiver down my spine and my neck hairs stand up.

This caused me to straighten up, and let go of Matt’s hand, this caused him to turn and look at me.

“Hey you okay?” He asked raising an eyebrow

“Yeah I'm good! Thought I felt something, but I think its just after shock of everything.” She responded back to the worried boy. He nodded his head, and they all went back to running up to Nick’s room.

The end.

Or was it……

Thank you sooo much for reading part 2. I’m not sure if I’ll do a part 3 I don’t want this story to drag on, so it depends maybe I will, or maybe you’ll end it how you want in your mind.

-J💅🏽

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papermatisse · 1 year

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Deadend || Y.JH

† genre: horror

† word count: 1.5k

† warnings: heavily insinuated murder (not explicitly shown), labyrinth, persistent predator/hunt, fear

† synopsis: he seemed nice, but then again, you should never judge a book by its cover.

† (a/n): my brother actually instilled this fear into me and I just thought the concept of it was pretty interesting ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ also now we've caught up w all of my prewritten stuff so now comes the ✨delayed writing✨ pls bear w me 🙏

† taglist: @scuzmunkie @hipsdofangirl @hydroyaksha (I forgot to tag you guys last time lol my bad)

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The sound of her feet stamping against wet concrete filled the humid atmosphere around her. Deep and violent puffs of air expelled from her lungs as she barreled down yet another alleyway. The labyrinth-like layout of the city had proven itself nothing short of confounding, though it seemed that facet alone was the sole reason she was even still alive. Still able to outrun the man hunting her.

He had been seated at the bar as she danced along with her friends. As subtle as her friend could notify her, she was informed of a man who had been watching her for quite some time. Upon first impression, Jeonghan seemed to be the definition of charming. Handsome features with polite mannerisms, attention solely on her as they spent the next few hours of their night together. Luring her into his car was a significantly easy task, as she would have perhaps gone anywhere he went off to at this point.

Things had gone awry the further along their journey they got. Jeonghan's answers grew more and more blunt, and the momentary glances he spared her way as he drove were reduced to nothing. By the time she realized something was amiss, he had parked on the side of an abandoned road in a part of the city she had never seen before.

Before she could ask where they were, he was opening his center console rummaging for something as she watched in mystified, confused terror. His hand retracted from the unit to reveal a large butcher knife, glinting in the spare moonlight washing into the vehicle. That charming smirk that had swept her away all night long suddenly shifted with her burden of knowledge, now twisted menacingly with this sickening, psychotic undertone that had (y/n) near gasping.

"Run."

Those were his last instructions before she had all but bolted out of the vehicle in a full on sprint. She didn't know for how long she ran, but she knew he was somewhere behind her. Somewhere close. Somewhere hunting her in such a disregarding and relaxed manner. Taking his sweet time in pursuing her, preserving his energy for the final kill.

By the time she realized she was very nearly trapped in this sector of the city, she understood his motives quite well through the haze of panic muddling her mind. He wouldn't exert anything beyond his capabilities. He wouldn't reduce himself to chasing after her with the same determined vigor she retained. He didn't need to. As if it was a certainty that he'd eventually catch her at the end of the night, no matter how far she ran.

The thought alone terrorized (y/n)'s already frightened mind, though she continued to stumble through the barren streets with a determination she hadn't thought she possessed in the first. She was greeted by not a living soul, a truly desolate concrete jungle, its only purpose seemingly to be the playground of the crazed maniac looming within its shadows. The residual humming sounds of the amber lit lampposts lighting her way through the maze of dilapidated infrastructure served as the only source of feedback in an otherwise deadly silent environment, accompanied by her own ragged breaths that made her cringe with every huff. Any noise from her could be her last. A beacon to Jeonghan guiding him directly to her.

Bolting down yet another alleyway, a sudden guttural gasp was ripped out of her throat when she was met with the unfortunate sight of a brick wall, looming above her as this impenetrable barrier to her path. A dead end. Shaky hands pressed upon the fortress, seeking out any compromised brick she could use to her advantage. Whether to dismantle the structure as a whole, or use it to climb over its daunting height. A momentary scan of the area in search of any tools she could utilize had her heart dropping to her stomach. The alleyway was as desolate as the rest of the city. Like this place swallows anything which enters its grasp, and eventually will have her, too.

She went to turn around dejectedly with her only solution being retracting her steps, but she froze as her eyes landed upon the other end of the alley. A cold sweat dabbled across her skin, heightening the sensation of the chill now running down her spine. Her body trembled with unabashed fear, and her once frenzied mind suddenly went blank as she stared helplessly at the dark silhouette staring back at her.

Jeonghan stood impassively at the entry, the orange glow of the lampposts dispersing against his back and casting him in an ominous shadowed ambience, like he absorbed every ounce of light which dared to touch him; like death himself, he was brandished with the darkness of night. His features, once undoubtedly handsome to her though now warped into an imposing and deviant facade, were momentarily shrouded to her in the perspective he stood in. Though the one defining trait she could identify in all of his ambiguity was that of the knife gripped securely in his hand, glistening in the light and reflecting back to her her impending doom.

His head quirked to the side as (y/n) stood there motionless.

"You didn't get as far as I thought you would." His voice easily carried to her in the still silence of the night, however low he opted to convey his message, yet still causing her to all but tremble at his foreboding presence. "Quite disappointing."

"Please," (y/n) found herself muttering back, voice weak, words indecipherable through the rapid inhales she now took. "Please don't do this. Please."

He began walking towards her at a steady pace, and the sight of him approaching brought (y/n) into hysterics. Pleas growing louder and more desperate, knees buckling until she had collapsed on the floor, left only to crawl away desperately from the domineering figure heading her way.

When her back met the roughness of the brick wall, her fingers had clawed at the masonry, hoping for any weakness in its stature she may have missed upon first scan—anything that would guarantee her freedom and give her a chance in fleeing from the man drawing ever so closer.

Though her prayers fell upon deaf ears as she felt his hot hand grasp her face, cheeks squeeze together in his hand as he yanked (y/n) his way.

His gaze bore into her own. Dark, sinister eyes, heartless as they stared at her, uncaring in a way one would look at a pest. The lack of emotions crossing his face, the near impossible feat of deciphering what his motives and feelings truly were, had been the cause for her onslaught of tears to finally take place.

"Why are you doing this?" It was the only thing she could think to say. Limbs aching from running, muscles burning as the adrenaline which had once coursed through her veins finally dissipated, leaving her nothing more than a debilitated state of what once was.

He was silent for a moment more, just staring like he was studying her. Observing what she had been reduced to throughout the night's events. And then he smiled. A purely vindictive grin filled with malice, contorting his handsome face into a nightmarish sight. Perhaps the last thing she'll ever get to see in this lifetime.

"Because I love it." He responded, as if answering a simple everyday question. "Your fear. Your desperation. Holding the very essence of life itself in my palms. Your life. Don't you see it?"

His grip around her face grew tighter, drawing her closer to him.

"That primal beauty of struggling for survival? The raw, unbridled terror as you run for your life? Thinking you have a chance if you just run fast enough, but you don't. You never did."

(y/n) whimpered as the pressure began to grow painful, his fingers digging into her sore jaw.

"The illusion of safety being a viable option, but it wasn't. I never gave you that choice. I hold the fate of your life in my hands. And I love it."

He let go of her and she all but scrambled to the furthest corner of the alley she could manage, pressed as tightly against the wall as she could be. Jeonghan followed after, crawling her way until he was face to face again, though this time with his arms caging her in her position.

"I hold the power to end your life. The moment I looked at you, I gained full control over it all. I am the harbinger to your inevitability."

The cold tip of his knife glided across her face, and his eyes trailed after, his smile growing wider by the second.

"Please." A final attempt at sparing her life. But at this, he began chuckling.

"I let you go now, I'll just follow you all over again. No matter where you run, no matter how far you get from me, I'll eventually make my way there. I'll eventually catch you. You can't escape from me no matter how much you try. No matter how much you beg." Pressing the tip of his knife into her body, arm retracted enough for the final plunge, he pressed his mouth against her ear, breathing in her scent as she wept with reckless abandon.

"I will always be the one to end you."

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mayasdeluca · 5 months

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I was not expecting that episode to turn out the way it did with all those flashbacks (I was so confused until Emily gave us a timeline) but it was actually really nice to see some of the missing stuff we never got to at the time. Didn't expect the Marina bar scene to be part of the flashback but that scene was cute too. Loved hearing them talking about being moms, their families and Carina telling her she's going to be a good mom and how much Maya needed to hear that. 🥰

Definitely not happy the kiss seemed to get cut and once again we have an episode still of a kiss better than what ended up happening on screen. This is truly unacceptable considering we're in a 10pm time slot and Marina have yet to even have a decent kiss, never mind any kind of sexy scene. Really hoping that changes next week.

The Marina scene at the station was so cute too, seeing them all flirty and smitten and Maya just so excited at the idea of Carina being pregnant. 😍 And as sad as it was, I'm glad we got to see that moment between Maya and Vic where Maya expressed her sadness and frustration about how many times they've tried to get pregnant and it failed once again.

Maya on hormones was quite the sight too. 😂 "Because I'm a frickin' egg factory, Beckett!" was so good 😂

I loved everything involving Morris and showing Vic's importance to Crisis One and how she is always helping people and not getting that in return. The debriefing scenes were great and Vic finally reaching her breaking point was necessary and Barrett killed it. The Travic scene was so emotional and amazing 😭❤️ They were so long overdue for a scene like that and I'm so glad they got that this season.

The obsession with Ross and Sullivan continues to be weird and they were so cringe this episode. Ignored them for the most part but couldn't help but notice how Marina's kiss practically gets cut and then it leads right into their scene with plenty of kisses. 🙄

The promo for next week looks...intense. The Maya and Mason stuff is going to ruin me but in the best way. Hearing Maya talk about how Mason is hurting her and her community? Getting to hear Maya talk about it so openly? It's going to be so good. I can't wait!

#station 19 #station 19 spoilers #this show needs to be saved #they keep delivering and it's making it harder to accept it's over soon 😭

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arminsesposa · 1 year

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Vampire (Female reader x 1610! Miles Morales)

Bleeding me dry like a damn vampire

Yes this is based off Olivia Rodrigos New song, I’m incorporating some of the lyrics as well, lyrics in between and in red.

Miles flaking on you on your 1 year anniversary. You just want the truth.🦅

DO NOT COPY MY WORK,

Reblogs are greatly appreciated! :)

As you were getting ready for your 1st year anniversary date with Miles, you were remembering, all your special moments. From when he asked you out, to when you guys would watch movies at your house, or eat dinner at the Morales’s house. You truly loved that boy. Seeing him all the time, spending quality time with him, whether it was chatting or just cuddling and the way you would catch him stare at you. He made your heart flutter. Even despite what’s been happening.

I see the parties and the diamonds sometimes when I close my eyes

Lately, you realized Miles has been acting different. Its been killing you deep inside. You loved this boy dearly, only to have him show up 30- or an hour late to important events. The constant lies and excuses when all you asked for was the truth. You were tired of it and part of you wanted to snap. Keeping it deep down wasn’t helping as for you it was your final straw. It’s not that he didn’t love you, but he’s been ignoring you more often lately. You felt like like he’s been hiding something from you. Maybe an after school program he joined? Was it another girl? There is that blonde girl but… Miles wouldn’t. Would he? Those thoughts quickly passed through your head as you finished apply your makeup. Miles was the one to ask you out as he told you he planned something special for your anniversary. So maybe things will be better this time. You hoped.

I loved you truly, Gotta laugh at the stupidity

As you waited for Miles to pick you up, you stood there in front of your house waiting for him. You were dressed pretty fancy, as the neighbors who walked by just stared at you, you cringed deep down. You texted miles hoping he would answer but to your surprise he didn’t answer. 10 minutes passed by, as your legs grew tired of standing. Your older brother came to your rescue, as he offered you by dropping you off where you two were supposed to meet. “Maybe he has something planned for you” your brother said giving you a sense of false hope. You looked outside the window as the sun began to set. A beautiful mix of Orange and purple spread out throughout the whole sky. You had a slight smile as you remembered the numerous times Miles would bring you to his apartments rooftop. The conversations you guys would have up there. About college, life, the universe. Your brother snapped you out of fantasy as he parked his car and turned back to look at you. “We’re here”

Cause I’ve made some real big mistakes

As you entered the busy diner, it was full of romantic couples. Teenagers In puppy love, sharing a basket of fries, Sipping on a vanilla milkshake, as you made your way to the booth where you and Miles had your first date. As the server unironically on roller skates, came by and asked for your order which you politely denied. It was about to 7:30, as you rested your face on your shoulders as Miles was supposed to be there 30 minutes ago. You looked like an idiot. All these tragically in love couples having their most romantic date, as you sat alone in the booth. As you were about to give up your spot on the booth, Miles rushed in messy hair with a bouquet of roses and a polo shirt on as he sat across from you. “Hey” he said out of breath as he handed you the bouquet.

But you make the worst one look fine

The only thing you could do was stare at him as you quietly accepted the bouquet. “I’m sorry I just had to-“ Miles began as inside you snapped. You were tired of him constantly being late. Tired of him making up these excuses. Although he did plan this date, he still managed to show up 30 minutes late and had you wait like an idiot surrounded by all the couples. You wanted the cold hard truth. Although you felt like your heart was about to burst out of sadness you managed to cut him off. “Enough Miles” you managed to say in a whisper as he stared at you in confusion. “Baby what are you talking about?” miles asked in confusion. You felt like the whole diner was staring at you as you began to pour your heart out. “I’m tired of you always being late, tired of the white lies you tell me. I just want the truth. Who’s the girl? Is it that blonde girl you’re always with?” You said as your vision began to get blurry due to your tears. Miles reaction widened as he immediately shook his head in denial. “No baby, I promise you I would never-“ he pleaded. “I’m just tired, Miles” You said as you looked down, you felt your warm tears trickle down your face as you sniffled.

I should’ve known it was strange, you only come out at night.

Miles stared at you heartbroken. He didn’t know how much he was truly hurting you. With juggling being a student, son, Spiderman, and boyfriend, it was overwhelming for him. But he knew that didn’t excuse his actions. Miles felt guilty, he couldn’t tell you that he was Spiderman due to his fear, a villain taking you for hostage or even much worse. Miles didn’t know what to stay as he tried to hold you hand. “I’m not seeing anyone. You’re the only girl I want, the blonde girl, Gwen I can promise you Is just and only a friend” Miles said sincerely as he held your hand tighter. You stared at him with puffy eyes. “Why are you always late? I wait for you all the time, and I’m just tired miles. I want the honest truth now.” You state as you wait for Miles response. His heart drops, knowing that deep down he can’t tell you that he’s Spiderman. He doesn’t want to see you hurt. He would never forgave himself if something were to happen. As a quiet moment happened between you two, Miles spoke up.

I used to think I was smart, but you made me look so naive

“I’m sorry.. I truly can’t tell you. It’s for the greater good” Miles said as he looked down. He couldn’t even make eye contact with you. You looked beyond heartbroken. “Miles, you can tell me anything I promise. I’m here for you” you pleased with him. You just wanted the truth. No matter what it could be. You wanted to be by his side no matter what and whatever he needed to tell you. You were ready. Miles hesitated. He wanted to tell you everything. He wanted to tell you how it all happened. The spider bite, the way he Because Spiderman, the countless times he saved people but yet he didn’t say anything. It was a risk he wasn’t willing to take. “I can’t. I’m sorry, you can’t know” miles said in a serious tone as he looked down. You were beyond angry, as you got up and threw the bouquet of roses at him and stormed off out of the diner.

The way you sold me for parts, you sunk your teeth into me

You were done. Your boyfriend, who you felt so loved and comfortable with him, not telling you what was wrong. You wanted to be there for him, but how could you help someone who doesn’t wanna be helped. As you stormed off, all the lovey dovey couples watched you storm off as Miles grabbed the bouquet and raced after you. “(Y/N), Wait! You don’t understand” Miles begged as you slammed the door. Tears were streaming down your cheek as you felt your heart rip in half. You felt the pain of your heart breaking, as you walked through the crowds on the sidewalk. The boy you loved the most, was lying to your face. You loved him too much, but this was something you couldn’t handle. As Miles tried catching you up, he grabbed your arm and pulled you to an empty alleyway as you glared at him. “What do you want!” You said as you cried out. This wasn’t how you thought your one year anniversary was going to be like. You know deep down you deserved better. “(Y/N), i love you, i really do and you don’t understand how hard this is for me” miles said out of breath as his hands hanged on his sides. “ I want to tell you, I really do, I just.” Miles paused. “I would never forgive myself if anything happened to you.” Miles said as he stared at you. He only wanted to protect you. “If you really care, then tell me. Tell me right now. Tell me why you’re always late for anything we plan. Why you’ve been making excuses. Where have you been all this time? Miles Morales, if you truly love me you’ll tell me right now” you declare staring at him making direct eye contact. Miles stays quiet. He can’t ruin your relationship. You’re the only person he can go too, someone he trusts and loves, but it was now or nothing. As miles stared down at the Bouquet, he remembers your first date. After getting the courage to ask you out during AP Spanish, he planned for you two to go to a nearby arcade, until a criminal robbing a nearby bank ruined the plans as the arcade shut down, Miles was disappointed, he couldn’t take you out but you two spent the rest of the evening at the diner, where you split a Oreo milkshake. Miles had to tell you. He didn’t care anymore if it was a risk, as he would be there to protect you. He promised to himself in thought as he knew what must be done.

Bloodsucker, FameFucker

“(Y/N), I’m…. I’m spid-“ Before miles could even finish you cut him off. You saw the guilty look of shame on Miles face as he looked down at the bouquet and it clicked. He was probably seeing someone else. The way his behavior was throughout the whole night and the way he kept avoiding the question, you weren’t ready for your boyfriend to admit he was cheating on you in an alleyway. “I’m sorry miles. I’m done. Talk to me when you get your shit straight” you cussed out in anger and sadness as you walked away, leaving miles alone. It struck him like a truck. He was too much in his head he didn’t realize he left you standing there like an idiot. All he could was watch you fade away as you blended in with the packed crowd. As you stormed off, you were tired. Tired of being lied too, tired of how long you waited for Miles to pick you up, only for him to be late. You were beyond devastated how your 1st year anniversary turned into a disaster. As you walked home with your makeup a mess, your eyes puffy from crying, you couldn’t get Miles out of your head. No matter everything that happened part of you still loved him. As you walked home, maybe it was your puffy eyes from crying, or the overwhelming feeling of being tired since you didn’t notice how colorful everything became all of a sudden sorta in a glitchy way, or how the walls began to look… different. In fact you didn’t realize, until you felt your stomach dropped as you found yourself falling through a portal.

Bleedin’ me dry, like a goddamn vampire

Maybe this’ll get a Part 2 💃🏽

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Title: If This Is Love, You Need To Mean It {3}

Lewis Hamilton x Reader

Warning: Heavy Angst, Plot Heavy, LOTS OF WORDS, Heartbreak, Cursing,

Words: 6.3k

Summary: The fallout of Lewis’ actions is real, as is the freeze-out. You’re fuming but brokenhearted. Not only do you feel like a fool, but you also feel used. Was any of it real? Making sense of this mess is the first thing you have to do.

Note: Part 3 is here! The plot thickens, as does the tension and angst. LOL. Part 4 is coming because it was too long.

Note II: Italicized text is a flashback/memory or someone’s words all from some time in the past.

As always, thank you all so much for reading. I truly appreciate it!

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Previous: If This Is Love, I Don’t Want It {1} | If This Is Love, You Need To Prove It {2} |

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-Lewis-

“Y/N.”

You didn’t respond. Hell for the last fifteen minutes, you’d been unresponsive and the longer you remained this way the more he panicked.

“Y/N?”

He gently shook you not wanting to be too rough. He was already in such deep shit that he didn’t want to make things worse. He always felt like he was one step away from just catastrophic failure. He had failed, he thought.

“Y/N.”

“Should we call 911?”

“No. The paps will be here in seconds. I don’t think she’d want even more stories about her out there,” Daniel replied ending Miles’ panic.

“Fam, just—let me—shit.”

He gripped his head and tried to think. Daniel was right. After the last week and change the stories running wild about your hospitalization had only increased and the longer you went without making a statement it only made them more brazen to make things up. He cringed feeling renewed guilt over the situation. It was his fault. It was all his fault. To think he’d only wanted to defuse a situation and keep you safe this entire time, but he hadn’t kept you safe.

“Lew,” Anthony began placing his hand on his shoulder.

“What do we do?”

He began to dig in his pocket ready to call your father. He’d have a lot to explain as to why you were there let alone passed out, but he didn’t see any other way. In the back of his mind he himself thought about the reason why you were there.

“Why was she here? How?”

“She was hiding behind the bar when you told us to hide,” Miles said.

“Hiding?”

“Yeah, with bags. Maybe she came to clear her stuff out.”

His chest tightened at the thought of that. Had you been there to get your stuff making this breakup final? He didn’t like that one bit. He didn’t want this break up; he never did. Renewed hatred for Aleeza sparked within him but part of him felt like he too held blame.

“She’s not waking up. What if she needs a hospital?”

Andrew sounded panicked now. Normally he and Daniel were the calmer ones. Their panic made him panic more. Maybe you were still suffering from whatever had landed you in the hospital. He pulled his phone then to dial your father, but a soft moan filled the room. All four of them hovered closer watching you closely. Again you moaned, then groaned as you shifted on the leather couch.

“Oh thank god,” Miles said dropping into one of the other couches.

“Angel Eyes?”

Your eyes opened and slowly focused. He couldn’t read you at all but after several moments your brows knitted together and you sprang up.

“Oh my god,” you groaned gripping your head.

“Are you all right, Y/N?”

“Should we call 911?”

Daniel and Andrew’s questions blended together.

“No,” you croaked out as your hands framed your face.

“Are you sure? You passed out just now. You were out for almost 30 minutes,” Miles inquired.

“And you were just in the hospital,” he said.

You looked at him then and if looks could kill, he would have been ten times over. Flinching, he looked away from you.

“I’m fine,” you snapped, swinging your legs over to rest on the floor.

“Can you guys give me some space—please?”

Getting the hint, they backed up. Daniel and Andrew joined Miles on the couch while he took a few steps back never taking his eyes off of you. He watched as you rubbed your temples with circular motions. It was an action you did often usually when you were trying to stave off a headache or trying to relieve stress or when you were trying to make sense of something.

“What the fuck is going on?”

It was an expected question at an unexpected time. Glancing at his boys, they exchanged looks of various levels of panic and confusion. When no one spoke you looked at them expectantly. You didn’t look at him, he noted.

“Hello?”

“We don’t fucking know. She shows up here and he tells us to hide then we see you hiding already and then we hear the biggest villain masterplan I’ve ever heard,” Miles recounted.

“What are you doing here?”

It shouldn’t have been his question but he wanted to hear the words from your mouth. You glanced at him but dropped your eyes after a few short seconds. You bit your bottom lip and then shook your head.

“That’s not important. I’m asking the questions. Why was Aleeza here waltzing in here like it’s not her first time and what the fuck were you talking about because—what the fuck!?”

“Fellas,” he began, ready to ask them to leave. “Maybe y’all can give us--.”

“No. They’re staying. Now explain.”

Your eyes were cold, and it broke his heart. You’d never looked at him like this before until that day in Monaco. The day he’d set all this in motion. Taking a deep breath, he rubbed the back of his neck and then began pacing. If you’d been behind the bar from the beginning then you’d heard everything. There was no point in trying to keep the details from you now. still, he hesitated not wanting to put you in any more danger or hurt you more.

“I don’t want you to get hurt, angel eyes.”

“Don’t call me that! And you don’t want me to get hurt!? That’s fucking rich, you’ve already fucking hurt me!”

You bolted to your feet, and he felt the heat of the flames of your anger. As if something inside him snapped he darted up seconds after you shouted.

“Do you think you’re the only fucking person hurting right now, Y/N?!”

He knew he probably shouldn’t have said it because you had every right to be furious with him right now, but he couldn’t stop the words. He was hurt too. You had no idea what it took of him and from him to put on that fiasco and live with the fallout. You had no idea what he’d been through, you had no idea how he felt during all this. Was it fair for him to be this angry at you, no, but in truth, he wasn’t angry at you at all. He was angry with himself, angry with the entire situation.

You stepped closer to him and threw up your middle finger at him, “Oh fuck you, Lewis! Don’t you fucking dare throw that at me. This was you! This was your doing!”

“Ehm,” Daniel cautiously began stepping forward and wedging himself between the both of you.

“Let’s all calm down.”

You spun around sharply then paced back and forth. He was very familiar with your anger, but this was different. He hadn’t ever seen you this angry before.

Daniel sighed, “Man, I think you should just tell her everything.”

“I second that,” Andrew added.

“Me too, cause I’m lost as fuck,” Miles finished.

He sighed then gripped his head. The slight force of his squeeze helped alleviate some of the pounding in his head but not much. Now that it had come to this, he had no choice so he conceded. Dropping down to the couch, he rested his elbows on his knees and then took a deep breath.

“Aleeza’s been blackmailing me for weeks.”

“Why?”

He dropped his head backward then steepled his fingers under his chin. “She found out we were together and has been using that to--.”

“From the beginning Lewis,” you hissed.

If he were a weaker man he would have flinched from the pure rage and venom in your tone.

“About a month ago Aleeza came over here with an envelope filled with pictures of you and me.”

“What pictures?”

He walked across the floor then into his office and unlocked the safe to pull out the dark yellow envelope then walked back out to you. He placed it on the table and waited for you to take it. You stared at it like it was an untrustworthy foe that could strike at any moment. He could guess what you were thinking. Rather than talking more, he waited for you to take up the envelope. A full minute passed before you did. Once you’d dipped your hand inside and came away with the stack of pictures, he watched your face closely.

He knew the photos well. They were of you coming over, leaving days later, you guys making out in the car, jogging together, a few of you having sex that he still didn’t know how she’d gotten. It still made his skin crawl from the level of the breach to his privacy he’d been victim to. However it wasn’t only his privacy, it was yours too.

“Shit,” you whispered.

He knew it was the picture of you on your knees in front of him with his dick in your mouth.

“How did she get these?”

“I don’t know,” he replied somberly. He knew what you felt. Violated.

After a few moments of silence, you slipped the pictures back into the envelope and then looked at him.

“Then?”

Your eyes were cold once again, he couldn’t decipher anything inside them, and it hurt more than knowing he’d fucked up. You were so, so far from him. He couldn’t reach out to you, but you were right across the room, close enough to touch. Only he didn’t dare try to.

“She said she’d show them to your father, so he knew that I breached my contract in a way that warranted immediate dismissal. She knew the specific details of my contract, she knew shit she wasn’t supposed to, shit only Toto and your dad should know. She said she would blow up my entire life and move on to Wednesday like Tuesday was nothing. I asked her why and what she wanted, and she said she wanted me to end things with you.”

“And you agreed,” you spat at him as if the words tasted like chewing tobacco.

“What! No! I told her no that there was no chance in hell. I told her I’d take my chances with your father and my contract. I told her I wouldn’t. I even went as far as to call your father then and there, but she snatched my phone away. I must have pissed her off with that because she saw she couldn’t control me, and I was ready to drop napalm on my life and career for you.”

He chanced a glance at you hoping his words were making it through the hard shell of your anger, but you gave nothing away. You still looked at him like he was a stranger you didn’t trust. Again he sighed, then shook his head.

“So her threat turned lethal. She said she would see to it that you had another accident that was worse than the one outside the gala that night. It didn’t make any sense to me how she worded it, but I didn’t put it together then. I didn’t think it was possible, that someone would be able to do something like that, especially to her husband's daughter. I just—I didn’t think. I did see that she was serious though and I didn’t want to risk you.”

“Why didn’t you tell my dad?”

“With what proof, angel eyes?”

“Stop!”

Clenching his jaw, he took a few calming breaths, “I had no proof. It was my word against hers. What reason would your father have to believe me? I couldn’t take the chance of that setting her off and her actually doing something.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I wanted to protect you. I wanted to keep this as far from you as possible. I thought fine I’ll just end things in a way that I knew we’d find our way back to each other, a way that I knew wouldn’t mean anything because of what we felt for each other.”

Your eyes softened then but within seconds they hardened again. Had he really lost you?

“I thought I could handle it,” he said, his voice low.

You scoffed. “And handle it you did. Con-fucking-gratulations!”

“Y/N,” Miles cautiously said as if he was trying to cut through the aggression you were charging the air with.

You sat, crossed your legs and arms then glared at him.

“And then?”

He hated this part. “She said she wanted it done in a way that—that--.”

“Spit it the fuck out you’ve already done the deed, own it.”

“That’s not really fair,” Andrew piped up.

Your glare slid to him. “You can get the fuck out if you want Andrew.”

He lowered his eyes but didn’t speak again. You then brought your razor blade glare back to him.

“She wanted it done in a way that what?”

“That broke your heart, a way that you wouldn’t recover from.”

“Wow. I guess all those actors in Hollywood don’t have shit on you. Lewis Hamilton for best actor, best screenplay, and best heartbreaker,” you said in a condescending voice as you clapped loudly.

“Y/N, I’m sorry.”

You rolled your eyes. “Whose idea was it?”

Shifting his eyes to the ceiling, he tried to buy himself some time, however, your disgusted laugh filled the room. It went from disgusted to hysterical, almost like the Joker’s unhinged one. When he looked at you he could see your eyes glistening with unshed tears.

“Tell me? Who came up with the plan?”

This was harder than actually following through with the plan. Sitting across from you seeing the pain in your eyes, hearing the betrayal in your voice he wanted to do anything to take it away.

“Y/N,” he began on a whisper.

“Tell me!”

“Mine. I knew there was no way you’d believe anything less, no way you’d accept it, no way it would feel real unless it was this.”

“And how did you know that?”

Your eyes remained on his and you waited.

“Because of how you felt for me.”

It was then your tears fell and those droplets felt like ice shards embedding themselves in his chest. Daniel held out a box of tissues for you, but you ignored them and opted for the backs of your hands.

“Eh-em, so you planned that day in Monaco, planned it to perfection and had her there watching?”

“It was her idea. She wanted to see it to be sure it happened.”

You nodded.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. It was hands down the second hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. I could barely get through it, could barely breathe saying the words to you. I—I didn’t fuck them though. I couldn’t do that to you—I wouldn’t.”

You looked dazed now and everything in him screamed to go to you. He stood and took a step to you.

“Don’t you fucking dare come near me!”

Just like that, he stopped in his tracks. It wasn’t your words, but the hatred in your eyes.

“And tonight she came to collect the rest.”

You snorted then wiped your cheeks again. “All of this for your overly used dick. All of this to be one of the many in a long, long line.”

“Okay look that’s not fair,” Andrew said standing.

“It’s all right,” he said trying to stave Andrew off.

“No, it’s not. Look, Y/N, I get this is a lot and fucked up on so many levels and you’re hurt—a lot--.”

“Hurt.”

You giggled. “Hurt?” More giggles came until they turned unhinged again. “Hurt? Stubbing your bare toe is hurt. Hearing someone you trusted telling the secrets you trusted them with hurts. Hearing the person you’d been spending the last 18 months with didn’t feel inclined to share something important with you hurts. Hearing that the man you’ve spent the last 18 months with may not be who you thought hurts. This? What he did, doesn’t hurt. It destroys. I am fucking destroyed. I’m gutted! You gutted me, Lewis!”

“He didn’t have a--,” Andrew began but he cut him off.

“No, she’s right Andrew. I fucked up. I’m to blame, no matter why I did what I did or my intentions, I fucked up. My actions—I’m sorry angel eyes.”

~~~~~~~~~

-Y/N-

You sprang up again and began pacing. It was then you flipped your switch. It was one of the many skills you’d developed being the daughter of Jordan Y-L-N. One of the skills you’d been trained in to prep you for living life in the public eye and being a constant target for any and everything. It was a skill you’d perfected when your mother passed. Each and every time you did it, you found it easier to separate yourself from your current reality to focus and dull every useless emotion.

All the pain, hurt, sadness, anger, and feelings regarding what Lewis had done were blocked off as you sequestered yourself far away from them. You knew you couldn’t handle them now, there was no scenario you made it through this without sealing yourself off. There was a bigger problem. Aleeza.

“She knew my mother and had a rivalry with her. A rivalry she lost. She made a plan to ruin my life using you to do it, the only person who probably had to power to do it. She watched me crumble, laughed at me in the hospital, then tried to convince my father I was at fault the whole time it was her doing. She was behind the accident at the gala. She wanted to kill me so she could be the sole inheritor of daddy’s estate when he died. Now she wants to fuck Lewis as a married woman and she’s sure he’ll give in because he’d lose his career if he didn’t, making him have lost me and his career—everything.”

Wow, you thought to yourself. This truly was insane. She was insane. You turned to the four faces on the other side of the room but blocked Lewis out completely.

“She tried to kill me.”

“That’s fucked up,” Miles said standing again.

“She almost succeeded,” you muttered.

“Well, we all heard her. She won’t get away with it,” Daniel said.

“Damn right she won’t,” Andrew said holding up his phone.

He pressed a few buttons and then placed his phone on the table. After a few seconds, Aleeza’s voice came on. Your eyes widened.

“Andrew, you--.”

“Recorded everything from when Lewis said hide. It was weird she was here. Something felt off.”

He took his phone up and stopped the recording. “I can text it to you.”

A wicked plan unfurled in your head, a plan that she deserved. She thought your mother was her rival. Your mother had never mentioned her, never dwelled on her a day in her happy life with you and your father. She was a speck of nothing in our lives. If only you’d been such a speck for hers.

“She wanted to destroy me. This bitch is going to finally understand the definition of destroy,” you said.

“What’s the plan?”

You looked over Miles, Andrew, and Daniel. They looked ready and eager to be a part of this like they planned on being involved no matter what.

“Look, y’all don’t have to be part of this any longer,” you began.

“Fuck that,” Daniel said.

“She came after the fam, and she tried to kill you,” Miles declared.

“She’s the one at fault for all of this. The way she hurt you—you didn’t deserve that. We’re in,” Andrew finished.

You clenched your jaw trying to fight off the barrier that was trying to drop so you were overwhelmed with everything again. You couldn’t afford that right now. If it did you’d be crippled with the pain, you’d be down for the count and right now you had a bitch to pay back.

“Andrew text me and email me that recording.”

“Got it.”

“What do you need from us?”

“I need the footage from the gala and the accident, I need to get the plates and anything I can so I can trace it. I can’t use my family’s investigator because there’s a chance it could get back to her.”

“I’m on that,” Miles said. “I know a cop who knows a detective.”

“Thank you, Miles.”

He nodded and took a few steps away pulling out his phone.

“I can use my company to dig into her some more,” Daniel offered.

His tech, cyber security, protection, and information agency would be good to handle that.

“Thank you Daniel.”

He reached for your hand and gave it a squeeze. Again the barrier threatened to drop. You yanked your hand away and gave him a tight smile. Nodding, he quietly told you he understood. He stepped away and you watched as these three guys who didn’t owe you anything went above and beyond to help you. Three guys who owed all their loyalties to someone else were showing they were also loyal to you.

Emotion bubbled within you making you turn your back.

“Y/N,” Lewis began softly.

You froze, back tensing and heart pounding. You were not strong enough to do this right now. The only thing fueling you right now was the need for vengeance.

“What can I do? I want to—I need to help.”

You fought the sneer, but you couldn’t fight the words. “Don’t you think you’ve done enough? Just bask in the glory of my virginity.”

He sucked in a sharp breath and without needing to look at him you knew you wounded him. The part of you behind that barrier cared, the you with that switch flipped couldn’t. You stepped away and grabbed the bags you’d packed earlier then walked out the door without giving him a backward glance.

On the drive home, you took the long way passing it a few times driving clear to the countryside. Movement helped you think, movement helped you suppress the thing inside of you that was simmering. Every moment of inactivity made it reach a bubbling boil and you did not want to find out what would happen when it bubbled over. You knew yourself well enough that you knew it would be catastrophic.

So that was how you’d driven your tank empty three times and didn’t arrive back home until one in the morning. You couldn’t even stop to eat though you felt the hunger pains. Instead, you used the pains to fuel a workout. What was supposed to be maybe a thirty- or forty-minute run on the treadmill turned into a marathon sport event. Forty minutes at the punching bag, Thirty on the cycle machine, thirty on the rowing machine, twenty pumping weights, then an hour and a half on the treadmill.

By the time you made it to the shower, you were dead on your feet. Matter of fact so dead you dropped into your bed still wet and instantly fell asleep. The thing with the switch was, when you were awake it was easy to maintain, however, when asleep it was a bitch and a half. The nightmares were the worst because they never ended. They turned into terrors where you jumped up time after time after time only to realize that you’d done so in a dream and were still asleep and unable to actually wake yourself. Sleep paralysis. It was something you hadn’t experienced in years, and it was something you wouldn’t wish on anyone, except Aleeza.

So as you were paralyzed in this dream and unable to wake, you remained trapped in the nightmare of the day you’d walked in on Lewis. It played over and over and over. You would think the more times it played the more desensitized you were to it but no, it only intensified the pain you felt. No matter how you tried to run away from the scene or hide, it never worked. You were forced to live it again and again.

“Come out of it, angel eyes. Come on.”

You gasped loudly then sprang up panting for oxygen against the awful cotton mouth you were experiencing.

“It’s okay, I got you,” Lewis said.

You looked around the room, realizing you were awake. The sky was black, and the city lights twinkled around your condo.

“Y/N.”

You snapped your head to him, and everything flooded you again. Before you could stop yourself you wailed out as your body shook uncontrollably.

“I know you don’t want me to touch you, but I have to.”

Lewis wrapped his arms around you and squeezed you tightly to his body. He’d seen you like this before. You’d gone through this after the accident and during those long weeks he didn’t let you out of his sight, you slept beside him, so he was near when you had an episode. He even got trained in how to take care of you during one.

The soothing circles he rubbed into your back barely registered, but the effect was nearly instantaneous. So very slowly the shaking lessened, and your breathing evened but the tears continued.

“Tighter,” you whimpered hating that you needed his help.

How twisted was it that the person you triggered this sleep paralysis was the person you needed to help soothe them? Lewis’ arms tightened around you feeling more like being Shibari bound than hugged.

“It’s okay. I’ve got you angel eyes.”

You wept louder though you were biting your tongue trying to hold it back.

“I’m sorry, I swear I am. I never meant for any of this to happen. I never wanted to hurt you in any way. It breaks me, straight kills me to know this is my fault.”

With every word, his hold on you remained tight. With every word, his warmth seeped into your pores and rushed off the cold chill that had taken over your body. Slowly your body relaxed, releasing you for the after-terror. Your body wanted to stay wrapped in his arms so badly. It wanted to forget everything that had transpired but your brain didn’t know how, your heart refused to.

“Get off of me,” you said on a shaky breath.

Lewis sighed before he complied. When he had you realized then you were naked. Snatching the comforter away, you wrapped yourself in it and dashed to the other side of your bedroom.

“What’re you doing here?”

“Daniel, Miles, and Andrew have tried to get in contact with you for almost two days, but you haven’t been answering.”

You spun around to face him. “Two days? I’ve been here for--.”

You turned back around and tried not to panic. You’d been in a sleep paralysis episode for nearly two days. Fuck you said to yourself.

“When did your sleep paralysis come back?”

“None of your business.”

“Y/N. Come on I just want to help. Please let me.”

Spinning around to glance at him you lashed out, “I don’t want your help Lewis! I can barely fucking look at you!”

To prove your point, you turned away from him again, your mouth turned up in disgust. A few tense moments passed in silence where you fought the dizziness overtaking you until you lost your balance and went tumbling to the floor. Before you hit the hard marble surface, Lewis’ arms cocooned you in safety lowering you gently to the floor.

Three of his heads danced around the air making it confusing for you to figure out which was the real him and which were the illusions. Lewis sighed then spoke again.

“You may not want it, but you need it. When was the last time you took your medication?”

You tried to figure that out for yourself but after several long seconds with no answer Lewis sighed again, this one disappointed. “How about eaten? When did you last eat?”

You knew this answer, “Two days ago.”

The three heads drifted into one and you saw the look of horror on Lewis’ face. “Please tell me you haven’t been in sleep paralysis for two days.”

You didn’t bother lying, you felt too weak.

“Fuck, Y/N.”

With that, Lewis hoisted you into his arms and stood bringing you back to your bed. He tucked a few pillows behind your head.

“I don’t need you Lewis. Just go.”

“I’m not leaving you like this. I’ll get your meds and make you some food then after you eat and take your meds only then will I leave.”

You kissed your teeth annoyed with this chivalrous show he was putting on. At this point, you didn’t know what was the real him and what was a fabricated illusion made up by you or forced onto you him. Without waiting for you to object, Lewis walked over to the mini fridge you kept in the bedroom and took out a bottle of water.

“Here, hydrate. Two days of no water, your body needs it.”

You glared at him but snatched the bottle from him and took a few gulps. He remained there clearly unsatisfied with the small gulps you’d taken. You took a few more and only stopped when you drank half the bottle.

“Wait here,” Lewis instructed before he walked out of your bedroom.

You were so annoyed right now it was crazy. He had no right to be here, no right to want to take care of you, no right to even try to pretend like nothing had happened and he hadn’t completely gutted you in two flawless moves. That barrier you’d forced up was slowly cracking and you were more than terrified of when it crumbled altogether. Taking some calming breaths, you tried to focus on what needed to be done and the fact that you needed to be in the right state of mind to pull it off.

Before you realized it, Lewis walked back into your bedroom with a trey. The scent of tomato soup filled the room and your stomach rumbled.

“Garlic and basil tomato soup with a grilled cheese, a cup of chamomile tea, a little cantaloupe, honeydew, and strawberry salad. I was going to add a salad but maybe keeping it lite is best.”

He placed the trey at the foot of the bed and then bent to grab the portable table you kept under your bed. After unfolding it he put it over your lap then the tray on the table. It boiled your blood knowing that he still knew where everything was and was moving around like he owned the place like he was still welcomed.

When he came back and put your medicine beside the bowl of tomato soup you snapped again.

“You can go now. Don’t you have a deadline looming in a matter of hours? You should go prepare for your pussy appointment.”

Lewis sucked in a sharp breath, but he didn’t move. “You really think I’d sleep with her? You really think that’s who I am?”

You snorted, “I don’t know who you are,” you spat.

“Bullshit. You know exactly who I am. You’ve seen who I am over the last 18 months. You know everything about me. You know you are the most important person to me next to my family. You know you mean everything to me.”

Lewis reached for your hand, but you yanked it back before he could touch you. A defeated look crossed his face and a small part of you felt guilty for it. A very small part, but no matter how small, that part was wreaking havoc and prompting the fall of your barrier at a breakneck speed.

He pulled over a chair and then sat. “What can I do? Tell me what I need to do to make this right.”

“Nothing. There is nothing you can do. I don’t know who you are. I don’t know if I can ever believe anything out of your mouth again. I don’t know if I can ever trust you or rely on you. I just--.”

Shaking your head you took a deep breath and began eating.

“Please, angel eyes.”

You sighed. closed your eyes and squeezed the spoon. “Please stop calling me that.”

“No. You think I don’t know what you’re trying to do? You think I don’t know that you’re trying to push me away and compartmentalize the shit out of this situation so you can numb yourself toward me? I’m not stupid, Y/N.”

“You should have told me!”

You loud shout went everywhere. Lewis didn’t speak for a while but when he did his voice was low.

“I see that now. I swear Y/N, I was trying to protect you. I was trying to--.”

“Do what you always do, try to control everything and handle it all by yourself.”

He sighed then dropped his head. “I’m sorry.”

“What does sorry do now? The damage is done. Like I have never allowed any man in and here I let you in and you shattered me, ruined me, broke me. You did to me what I didn’t think any man had to power to do because I never allowed it, but I see now though it’s too late. I’d given you something no one had ever gotten.”

He looked guilty now. “Your virginity. I didn’t know before; I didn’t know fully until you said the words. I suspected but—.”

“You took more than that Lewis. You took all of me—everything.”

“Please, Y/N, let’s start over, let’s try again.”

“I don’t have anything else to give.”

“Then let me do the giving. Let me give everything to you. Let me love you because I do. I love you.”

You stared at him with your head cocked to the side. They were words you wanted to hear a month or two ago. They were words you were so sure he wanted to say one of the last times you’d had sex. They were words you swore he’d said in so many different ways but now he was saying the actual words.

“I love you, Y/N. I love you more than anything, I love you so fucking much I can’t breathe, so much I can’t do anything without thinking of you, thinking of keeping you safe, happy, and carefree. I love you so much that I can’t do anything without you in my life. I love you. Y/N. I love you.”

He clasped your hand between his large ones, and you sat there searching his eyes. Could you believe these words? Were they also lies to get you to forgive him? Could this be real? Uncertainty swarmed within you making it impossible to decipher what was real or fake.

“I don’t know what’s real and what’s fake,” you whispered.

He held your hand tighter. “This is real, I’m real, how I feel about you is real. The last 18 months were real, the depth of how sorry I am is real. Me being willing to end my career for you is real. Loving you more than my love of the sport—that’s real. Believe me.”

You pulled your hands free from his then averted your eyes to the food before you. After you focused for a few moments you went back to eating as if he’d said nothing. Your mother taught you that love was an action, not a word, and if the action was authentic the words wouldn’t be needed and if the love was genuine then it would be forever something you could bet on without hesitation. You didn’t know if you could bet on his “love.”

After about thirty minutes, you’d finished most of the food and taken the medication. You then looked at Lewis ready to tell him to leave. He held his hand up.

“You don’t have to say it. I’ll go.”

He stood, dug in his pocket, and held out a zip drive. “Daniel and Miles came through. They said if you need anything else call them.”

You took the zip drive and nodded. “Thank you.”

He nodded then somberly walked to the door. You watched him move. Before, he always had a pep in his step no matter what he was going through, now he looked just as broken as you felt. Fighting the urge to feel sympathy for him, you closed your eyes.

“Angel eyes.”

Your belly quivered at the sound of his nickname for you. It always quivered no matter if you were alone or in the middle of a crowd. You heard the name and your body reacted. He knew it very well and it was knowledge he capitalized on. It was a nickname he refused to give up on. You met his eyes cautiously.

“I could never and would never sleep with anyone but you. No matter what, from this day on there will be no one else. Just you. Even if you decide that you want nothing else to do with me, I will love you from afar, but it will still forever and always till my last breath, just be you.”

That was a bold ass declaration you thought. It came with a shit ton of implications and a shit ton of silent promises. The look on his face said he knew each and every single one of those implications and promises. Your body began to shake all over again only this wasn’t the aftereffects of the paralysis. This was the weight of his words seeping into your very being and attacking the barrier. You opened your mouth to speak but in a matter of seconds he was gone, and you were left with too much to think about.

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"A Lack Of Climax In Act Three." Reverse! Poly! Ghostface X FEM! AFAB! Reader.

Hello, hello, hello! So at long last, the very much awaited follow up and part two to Lessons In Faking It Redux for Multi-May! I thought hard about this, I hope this is worth the wait and you all love it. I put a fuck ton of effort into this one and honestly it hurt to write! I am so mean to Billy and Stu in this but I don’t mean it, I love em still, I promise! But for now, let’s put that love aside and lose ourselves in this fun AU idea.

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Rating. Explicit. Length. 3k. Reverse! Poly! Ghostface X FEM! AFAB! Reader. Warnings: Cheating. Lying. Fake Dating. Faking It In General. Cunnilingus. Fingering. “Loss Of Virginity”. Vaginal Sex. Nipple Play. Reader Is A Manipulative Asshole. Really Mean Shit, Hurt. Angst. Blood. Gore. Murder.

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The big night was finally here.

To say that this was highly anticipated was an understatement. The culmination of over a year of work for your girlfriends and months of your own effort leading up to tonight. Sidney and Tatum were such good actors throughout this process, it was inspiring. The pair of them had killed a few more people by this point and had been playing up the scared and concerned act amazingly well, doing all they could to keep suspicion off of them. It made you all the more smitten with them. The duality and depth, the complexity they have inside of them, makes you wish you were sandwiched between the pair of them as opposed to Billy and Stu like you currently were.

Sidney and Tatum had this grand finale planned for a long time, a party at Sidney’s house, currently in full swing, was going to be the setting and so far everything was going off without a hitch. You were doing your best to keep your eyes on them while staying close to Billy and Stu, still playing the part of loving and caring girlfriend who was obscenely into them both. Billy was being extra clingy tonight, understandably the murders kicking up around town has him feeling stressed, you were excited that after tonight you would never have to deal with him again. After tonight you wouldn’t have to feel his arms around your waist while sitting in his lap, wouldn’t have to pretend you weren’t cringing inside when Stu would kiss you, the list drags on and on but there is no time to linger on that.

You notice the signal you had worked out with Tatum earlier, now for the next phase and you had to initiate it, time to put all that “practice” to good use. Everything before this was the rehearsal but this was like opening night on Broadway, you had to impress and dazzle and make them truly believe your act; and this was arguably much more challenging than any of the “read throughs” that occurred in your girlfriend’s bedrooms, you hope all the work pays off.

You’d been planning this yourself for a long time but unlike Sidney and Tatum’s openness, you hid exactly what you had in mind, for fun. Sure the two gave lots of direction but ultimately the final cut was left to your discretion, a show of trust from them that you appreciated. You can feel their eyes on you, looking at you from across the room, over the throng of the other inebriated party goers. You finish the rest of your own drink, which was free of any alcohol but the boys didn’t know that, before placing the red solo cup off to the side. Next you were turning in Billy’s lap, straddling him so you were now face to face, your arms hanging loosely around his neck as you looked down at him. “How you holding up, tiger?”

“You know how he is, head wayyy too full, way too stressed and worried-” Stu teased, he reached forward over your shoulder, an attempt was made to ruffle his hair but Billy yanked his head back, dodging out of the way with a sigh, “Can you blame me?”

“No, of course not. But Stu is right, look at all the people here, you are totally safe.” You reassured and he nodded but still seemed unconvinced as he said, “I know that but-”

“But nothing, listen to us man.” Stu cut in and you say, “Yeah. You want us to help distract you? Keep your mind on other things?”

“What did you have in mind?” He asked and you leaned in closer, “C’mon, I can’t show you here, we need to go upstairs for what I’m thinking of.”

You knew that it wouldn’t take much to convince either of them, but one well placed sentence and they were practically dragging you off to go upstairs with them, you have to hold your laugh in at how easy they were. To be fair this wasn’t the hard part, convincing them you were not only into the sex but getting off on it would be the real test. You meet Sidney and Tatum’s gaze as you walk past, Stu leading you with Billy right behind. You fight back your smirk, Sidney hides her own behind her sleeve, a subtle wave, a single that when matched with her eyes said, “Try to have fun.” Tatum hides her laugh behind the rim of her own cup.

It all feels different. Not just from what you did with your girlfriends, that was a give in, but the physical affection you had shared with Billy and Stu thus far to keep up your charade felt less seriously than it did tonight. You wonder if it is because you know this will be the last time or if because this time it is actually going somewhere, it isn’t just kissing with forced enthusiasm and some awkward feeling up, well it was at this moment, but the point is, it wasn’t going to stay just this.

It progresses quickly but that is fine, it sells it as rushed, passionate, all full of need, they certainly seem swept up in it. Your arms wrap around Billy’s neck as your tongue enters his mouth, you are very in your head, trying to make every single movement and sound read as effortless and natural when in reality it was a calculated dance that neither Billy nor Stu knew they were a part of. You really should be praised for this, the soft moan you let out was thoroughly convincing, even though his tongue was unpleasantly rough and he tasted of cheap beer that threatened to turn your stomach. The make out continues as Stu feels you up, rolling your nipples between his fingers in a way that harkens back to trying to tune an old radio. It makes you want to roll your eyes from how boring and not to your taste it was, you think that you could school that into a display of pleasure rather than annoyance, but you could save that for later.

You did feel some minor nerves but when you actually had more of their clothing off, touching them, it put you much more at ease. They are so responsive, alive, much more so than a regular silicone dildo locked into a strap-on harness, even a loose grip and an easy pace of your hand has either one of them bucking their hips with a groan. You don’t know why you were so worried, this will probably be easier than you thought.

Sidney tastes much better than Billy does, she has this almost sweet and salty tang and he has this bitter taste, metallic and sweaty and much less pleasant. Stu’s flavour isn’t much better, and his blow job etiquette leaves a lot to be desired with how he buries his fingers in your hair and forces you down until you gag, doesn’t let up until you push with more force than you should have to on his thighs to be able to just fucking breathe properly. You were glad you pre-lubed yourself in the bathroom to help make this easier because Tatum was right, Stu’s tongue is overrated.

He is sloppy in an overly enthusiastic way that sadly, doesn’t make up for the lack of any real technique, he can’t hold a candle to any of the experiences you have had previously with your girlfriends. Your fingers thread in his short hair and you pull, rolling your hips with a moan as you try to think of Sidney being in between your thighs earlier that very week. Stu doesn’t make it easy for you to pretend with how rough his treatment is, Sidney’s face is softer as is the stroke of her tongue but still you manage to be convincing that it felt fantastic rather than painful and overstimulating in the worst way.

Again you thank God for the lube you applied because lord knows Stu’s oral skills and Billy’s pawing hands aren’t doing anything to help make you naturally wet.

Things progress further and you fear that this might seriously hurt, it doesn’t thankfully, but there is a present ache, who would have thought penetration with a real dick rather than the imitation would feel so different? If anything the few sharp inhales and tense body help, again they think you have no experience and so showing no pain outwardly wouldn’t make sense. You play it all up of course, both the pain and the pleasure, one blending into the other as it progresses.

You insisted on condoms of course but still, it was an uncomfortably intimate experience in Billy’s arms, him looking down at you as you “lose your virginity to him”, he was clear how totally fucking lovesick he is. Doing this in front of Stu, him so close, touching you, talking to you, made this all the worse, it was nearly overwhelming and not in a fun way.

It pushes you forward, you play hardball and really take initiative and all in all, ten minutes, two condoms later you are definitely sore and putting your clothes back on. They were still clinging onto you, soon as your shirt is pulled back down and your jeans are buttoned they have you all wrapped up in your arms and you want to groan and push them off, you just had them literally inside of you two minutes ago, can’t they chill out for five fucking seconds?

Instead you take a deep breath and sling an arm around each of them, not much longer, less than an hour, you do your best to attempt to enjoy what would surely be your last cuddle session in your faux triad.

Said next hour was pretty chaotic. The distraction worked well, got everyone else out of the house except for who was meant to die and you were finally all where you were supposed to be. You were heaving, just finished running, Sidney and Tatum have Billy and Stu injured and cornered and even then, when it looked like they were done for, their concern was with you, a shout to get out of here, to run and the pair of masked killers straighten up, a look over their respective shoulders and a question of, “Should we fill em in?”

“I think that is only fair.” Came your response, a nod of agreement from them along with saying, “You are so right.”

The masks came off and the looks of shock on their faces were a million times more satisfying then the sex you had earlier with them.

Those looks slightly morphed to ones of confusion as you walked right up between the pair, just like you had with them previously, an arm slings around each of them, “Jesus that is a lot of blood, you two are brutal.”

“Had to make sure they wouldn’t get back up and try anything.” Sidney said with a shrug and Tatum, same as always, a tap of her cheek and you smile, a fond roll of your eyes before you lay a kiss down on her crimson smeared cheek, she greets you once the action of affection has been laid down, “Hi baby.”

“Hiya Tate.” You coo in return with a smile.

“How’s your night been?” You ask and Sidney scoffs, “Exhausting, hosting a party is just so much work, you know?”

You giggle, you love this, Tatum spilled to you that after getting stab happy Sidney gets jokey and silly, seeing it in person was too fun, too good for words. “Yeah, you must be dog tired.”

“Mmm, seriously. You know what is the worst thing about hosting a party?” Tatum asks and you respond curiously, “What is that?”

“The clean up.” Tatum said with a wave of her knife towards Billy and Stu, leaning against each other, clutching their wounds and still bleeding at a very steady rate. Finally Stu speaks up, “What the fuck is going on?!”

It interrupts your laughing over Tatum’s joke, and Sidney said, “Awe they still aren’t getting it.”

“You wanna help spell it out, baby?” The blonde asked and you nodded, “Course.”

You let go of them and take a step forward, you crouch down and look between the pair, “So-” you gesture between you and Billy and Stu, “-this? Was an act. What was between us? Our whole entire relationship? Was made up. Completely false, well, at least on my end.”

Eyes locked on Billy’s face, his lips are parted, there are tears staining his cheeks along, cutting messy tracks through the sweat and the blood, “You…You faked our entire relationship for-”

“Months.” You said easily, as if it was a plain as the clear blue sky, cutting off his sentence and finishing it all in one. Stu jumped in, there was blood down his chin, he had been coughing, he was cut deep, “The dates, the talks, the-”

“Sex? Oh my God, especially the sex.” You laughed and Billy seemed to get angry, “No way, I don’t believe it, there is no way that it was all pretend!”

“It was! It very much was.” You stood up straight, and Stu chimed in, “Yeah, I call bullshit-”

“Oh yeah? You need to be convinced?” You ask and when their expressions do not shift you put more of that “practice” to good use. Immediately switching it up, your eyes close, hands in your own hair, a few deep breaths, a few impassioned moans, calling out, sounding pitch perfect as if you were mid-fuck, “Shi-shit, Billy, ah! Stu, right there, don’t stop-”

Billy looked so betrayed, so hurt, it was delicious. Tatum praised, “Man, you do that shit so well.” You thanked her, "Couldn't do it without either of you giving me all those experiences to call back on." You then proceeded to launch into continuing to berate the two men bleeding out at your feet.

“Christ, you are just so fucking convinced that it is impossible for me to not be pathetically desperate for you two idiots like you are for me.” You sigh as you take a step back to be between Sidney and Tatum. “If your small brains can believe it, along with pretending to be with you, I’ve actually been really dating these two on the sly.”

The shock just continues, stunned silence as you heap on, “And it was all their idea! Been helping me the whole way so I could assist them and make this-” You gesture to the messy kitchen around you, “-all happen.”

You didn’t stop talking, “Every time we finished a hang out, a study sesh, a date, I would leave you both and go running back to them and man we would fucking laugh and laugh over all the dumbass shit you said.”

“Oh fuck, remember that night you told us about Billy telling you he loved you?!” Tatum laughed, her hand smacking you on the shoulder and Sidney perked up even more, “Oh my God!”

“I just love you so much-” You three mocked through fake tears before falling into a serious laughing fit.

“I did! I did love you, we both did-” Billy sobbed and you said, “I know that you did. It’s what made it so easy to trick you.”

“I told you everything, I was so open with you an-and you just-” His sentence broke off and you said, “Broke your heart? I know. Poor baby, I can be a real bitch.”

Stu began to make a move to try and get up, holding his side and Tatum’s laughing cut off, she fell to her knees, fingers in his hair, not unlike yours were earlier and she had the knife to his throat. “Don’t think I won’t do it. I’ve thought so much about it. Could slice your throat up and make a massive mess with very little effort.”

“You are all fucking crazy.” Stu spat and Sidney seemed less than impressed as she bit back, “Yeah real original Stuart.”

Sidney sighed then before she said, “So I’m getting just a touch bored so allow me to spell it out. I killed your mom, me and Tate are gonna kill you and Stu and pin it all on your dad. Got it?”

“Why?” Billy asked through more tears and you all groaned. “Oh my God, isn’t it obvious?”

Sidney kept going, “Because your mom ruined my fucking life, destroyed my family but yours stayed together! How is that fair?!”

Tatum chimed in, tone as lethal as she was, “It isn’t.”

“Right. It isn’t! So me and Tate and your little not-girlfriend cooked up this scheme to even the scales a bit.” Sidney was approaching Billy, knife brandished and she kept talking, “It was laughably simple and I am so fucking excited that I am going to be the one to run you through and get away with it.”

Stu was getting weaker and weaker, the blood was welling up from how hard Tatum was holding the knife to his throat, “Fu-fuck you.”

“Awe, we already did that and I gotta say, it wasn’t anything to write home about. You both called it, Billy's fingering is terrible, and Stu couldn't use that tongue properly to save his life! I dunno how I managed to fake my way through that mess.” You mocked him further still before saying. “But really we should wrap this up so in closing, Stu?”

You turned to him, “You are without a doubt one of the biggest, dumbest, most undeservedly overconfident assholes I’ve ever had the displeasure of getting to know.”

Turning to the other you say, “And Billy? You are a pathetic, whiny, fucking momma’s boy who no one is gonna miss.”

“Cold blooded!” Tatum laughed and Sidney cheered, “Well said! Couldn’t have put it any better myself.”

A look from brunette to blonde, knives at the ready, positioned just so, you watch with bated breath as there is a question of, “Ready?”

“As I’ll ever be.”

#Reverse!Poly!Ghostface X Reader #slasher x reader #Ghostface x reader #BHF writing #Multi-May #AT LONG LAST #IT IS HERE #FINALLY #Hope it was worth the wait #Enjoy the food #Eat it up

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