#lil shit would not only bite but would stab

[hidemation]

Rootsreversed(Nirvana)- @necrolexic0n

Dreamtaleturnover(Dream) - @dongseeyou

Hideverse(JR/Jack Richard) - @hidemation

[gladiatorcunt]

- ALLIGATOR BITES NEVER HEAL !

a swamp for each chamber of my heart

tags: eventual pregnancy but it’s an overall theme, rafebarry centric, transmasc!rafe (anatomy terms: pussy, cunt, cock, hole, tits), mention of top surgery scars, barry calling rafe a dog, degradation, ambiguous ending, dead dove do not eat, messing with the s4 timeline, pregnant!sarah, established rafebarry(fem)reader, mentioned past rafe x jj, mentioned past drug use, implied incest if you squint, possible eventual kidnapping, cheating (on sofia), title from doechii (subtitle from me), consensual but not safe or sane

please do not copy, translate, or feed this work to ai

note: unedited, fresh out out a rut. this is for like 4 people <3333

As if trailing behind his pregnant sister in the sands of Morocco going after more stupid treasure wasn’t bad enough, Rafe’s been feeling on the verge of throwing up for the past week. Ever since he made Barry bend him over the dock and fuck his pussy raw before taking the boat, actually.

He’d missed being high, and had only come to him for the boat at first. Then the sun bounced off his tacky sunglasses and his gold tooth, next thing Rafe knows he’s squirting into the open water below. There was the usual foreplay, biting words meant to goad him into getting his shit rocked. Glares that would eventually turn into glassy eyed vacant stares.

His favorite times are when he gets nose bleeds and a little red trail gushes from his face to drip down between Barry’s hairy balls.

Barry didn’t say anything about not using a condom, or checking to make sure Rafe had his birth control, he’s not the kinda guy that’s gonna pass up on creampieing a brat’s sloppy pussy.

Call it a desperate attempt to baby trap the only family either of y’all have left, if you’re not already pregnant yourself. Barry wonders when Rafe’s gonna circle around to that possibility, but he can wait, because he knows that once his dog catches your scent, there’s only so much time you can spend running.

It’s a small island, a lot of water you could drown in if you get the mind to wander off on your own and get caught in a trap. Maybe someone really does smell different when they’ve got a bun in the oven.

He was even more on edge because you weren’t talking to him or Barry, nah, you thought you were better than them or something and wanted to distance yourself from the treasure hunt mess. Which would be understandable if he wasn’t involved, but he is so you just need to get the fuck over it. Sofia’s just a cover, she’ll outlive her usefulness when Rafe stops being a coward.

Getting stabbed deep in his guts always feels better when you’re there to love on him, sucking his tits and softly pecking all over his face while he cries and gets snot all over in your hair. Barry likes it better that way too, his bitches playing together like the cute lil’ puppies he knows they can be.

So Rafe hobbles onto the boat with cum dripping down his legs and sets off, his mind fractured in a million different pieces, if he tried to put them together he knows the picture they’d make. One that gives him the same weird feeling that he’d get seeing Rose pin wooden ‘Live Laugh Love’ signs to the walls.

When he goes to bed that night, he replays every moment, every movement of Barry’s tongue as he spoke.

“Captain Barry at your service.”

Rafe grunts and rolls over in the rickety bed, cringing as the springs in the mattress groan under his weight. He snakes a hand into his pajama pants, fingers searching for his cock and flicking it. He wishes you were there to suck on it and slide your fingers into his hole, shushing him when he whines that it’s too much because you both know that Barry’s beat his pussy up more than you ever could.

He whimpers into his pillow, caressing his folds and squeezing his meaty thighs together. It’s always easier to reminisce when Barry’s rough, he has bruises and bite marks and cuts to trace and kill himself over and over in. When he’d left, Barry had held him so close that Rafe wasn’t sure that their bodies had ever been apart before then. Sticky wet heat against his groaning back, cauterizing the wounds that he doesn’t remember carrying anymore, the emptiness that outweighs the ache in his cunt.

“Shh.” Barry teased, digging his chin into Rafe’s shoulder, pummeling his fingers into the clutch of his sopping wet hole as he humped his ass. “You keep sayin’ you wanna act tough but you can’t even take being treated like a slut, you’re lucky i like seein’ you cry so much.”

He likes kissing it better afterwards too though, when Rafe’s far gone enough to be malleable and suggestible, pliant and turned in the direction of a better daddy. Barry’ll even make sure he has a sibling too, one that Rafe can’t ever disappoint because you already know where each of his cavities are and you dig into them, kiss after kiss.

“Think you’re gonna know what’s good for you when you can’t run off no more?”

He’s being cleaved open, Barry’s digging through his organs and throwing away the bits and pieces that don’t suit him anymore.

“Ngh- Please, i’m sorry- hurts, keep going, fuck-“ He was dripping onto the dock, mouth in an ‘O’ shape, a warm arm in between his thighs, it’s not enough anymore.

He needs to be bleeding, about to vomit, chunks of his arms and shoulders gnawed at.

Then when his pussy clenched and he was almost there, he’s empty again. The absence of something filling him lasted all of ten seconds until Barry shoved his cock in to replace his fingers, plugging him up. Rafe jerked and choked on his own spit, his eyes shot up to catch the shimmer in the water as the sunlight hit, nearly time for it to set.

Barry brought a hand up to play with his chest, “These tits are gonna get so full, baby boy, our girl and I are always gonna have to drain you dry when they get sore, huh?”

Rafe’s eyes rolled back on a moan, letting Barry’s thrusts send shockwaves up his body, jostling his flesh and causing slight jiggles. His tits already feel like hell all the damn time, Barry’s rough hands smack them around so often it feels weird when they’re left alone. He was gushing around the cock inside him, regretfully easing the slide.

“Yeah,” Barry gritted out as he sped up, clamping one sweaty hand around his throat and the other in the dip where his thigh melted into his hip. “Don’t need no ideas in your stupid fuckin’ head about being hot shit, just need a baby. Babies for my babies.”

Rafe couldn’t do shit but nod eagerly as he took it, awkwardly bent over, one misstep away from going in the water and half in pain but he’d never been this fucking wet in his life. Not with Topper, not with Kelce, not with Sofia, not with that bitch JJ (which was the only time someone has made him bleed more than Barry), not with-

He squeezed his eyes shut, replacing that one with the man who abuses his puffy pussy better. Barry clicked his tongue and took the hand on his hip off, stuffing those fingers down Rafe’s throat, he couldn’t afford letting Rafe set up another house in his own head, as inhospitable as it is.

Rafe moaned gratefully, filled from both ends and forced to quiet down how he secretly likes. He kept his hands off his cock which made Barry generous enough to touch it for him, rubbing tight circles on it as he tried to push his cock deeper into him, wanting to kiss his cervix and power through.

“Be a good bitch and come back, and we’ll go after her, yeah? Gonna bring her ass back so you’re not self concious when you start showin’ and shit-“ Barry cut himself off, holding Rafe’s throat so tight the other man chokes as Barry’s jizz flooded his used pussy.

“Yes, yes, want her, want to watch you knock her up too, oh my fucking god.” Rafe yelled and came again, or maybe it was the first time, he didn’t really remember so many dragonflies were buzzin’ in his skull. “Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby.”

Barry made him stay in that position even when his orgasm happened later, making sure his cum could slosh around in his womb and create a cute lil’ baby. Bastard’s probably gonna be the most bloodthirsty infant in the hospital that day, but Barry sure hoped so, he knew damn well who he’d be locking down in every kinda way after all. Marriage vows don’t gotta be on paper to be binding in his humble opinion.

He got that across well enough, stroking his thumbs across Rafe’s top surgery scars when he tied him up on the boat. Petted his hair too because it’s just something he gets the itch to do on occasion, and bent Rafe’s legs far enough to fit his head between so he could bully his cock next. Barry slurped up the custom mix of his and his dog’s cum, groaning, bone deep and raggedly like hot coals were being stroked over his ribs. Making hollow melodic sounds, like windchimes with none of those fancy dangly bits attached.

“I know I can’t say shit about not killing, not anythin’ that would do any fuckin’ good, but watch it.” Barry said and fixed Rafe with a look that added a million different things to the conversation, more loose ends.

“This isn’t about that shit this time, I guess, I don't know. Whatever, all I give a fuck about is the treasure.”

“Don’t I know it. Well, maybe you’ll come back with coke dick again, maybe not. Just fuckin’ be a good bitch and come the fuck back, is all i’m sayin’. You get me?”

“Shit, yeah I get you, alright?”

“Don’t be a stranger, I don’t got nearly enough good quality chains for both you and her.”

His cock twitched and his mound almost throbbed down to the nerve endings at the image, but they both knew Rafe isn’t necessarily the stray dog to really worry about finding its way home. Rafe guessed he could sit on your face to calm you down if you end up actually needing the iron restraints, being smothered always helped settle him back into a stable mood, or uh, stable-ish. Several swipes of his cock through your taste buds and a few jabs at his puckered asshole and you’d be back to normal!

More sand blows in as Rafe plucks his nipples with his free hand, whining because it doesn’t feel the same, his touch isn’t mean enough like Barry’s or condescending enough like yours. He’s pathetic, sniffling into his shoulder and curling his fingers into his pussy, jackhammering away until he feels something other than loneliness. He really fuckin’ hopes Barry’s cum takes, not that he won’t immediately be back like a son who forgives his father, Rafe just wants a family.

He wants his belly to swell, ribbons gently tied around his wrists as you sink down on his wet strap, your belly just as round. Barry’d sit on the edge of the bed and watch you writhe against each other, both of y’all too knee deep into bottom behavior to do much more than hump and cry. He’d lean in, act like he’s gonna kiss ya, then laugh right in your face as he pulls back, only to give it y’all for real when you and Rafe get that same murdery look on your faces.

You have way too similar ones, probably Barry’s fault, but he reeled y’all in and let the hooks in your mouths stay there until they rusted, stuck.

He wants to whine and moan about how sore his tits are, to hear you and Barry coo meanly and take care of it. He wants to know that no matter what happens, there will always be this red string woven between the three of you, doused in gasoline and frayed at both edges but it’s there and like hell will Rafe just let either of you cut it loose. It’s the uncertainty of knowing if Barry will even be around when he gets back that makes him cum, spurting a sad little couple gulp’s worth of watery white fluid.

His hefty thighs bulge around his arm, keeping his hand down so far inside, he resolves to fall asleep filled like that even if he’ll be so uncomfortable he’d rather hop on JJ again to distract from the pain.

Barry forgot to tuck his plugs in his pockets for him so he didn’t think to bring them himself.

[uplatterme]

blake, imagine dottore made a clone... again. But he accidentally got a Toddler version of himself🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯

Lil shits a menace🙂

dottore thinks that it’s fine. it’s not the first time he’s made a mistake when it comes to his projects. it’s normal for occurrences like this to happen.

so when he’s about to toss the dormant body and incinerate it, he didn’t give a single care in the world.

that is until, you showed up in the picture.

the lever is warm in his hands, dottore holding onto it as you stared at him.

“oh my god! that’s adorable!” you grin at the tiny dottore.

dottore bites the inside of his cheek. if he did this earlier, this wouldn’t have happened.

“when’s he gonna wake up?” you ask, admiring how soft the child looks.

fuck.

so, dottore is forced to keep the child because he couldn’t bear it to see you disappointed.

he should have known it was a bad idea.

“you, child. this is your job for the day.” he spits out, disgusted to even to look at his mistake.

you grab the folder in his hands, giving it a quick read and returning it to dottore.

“isn’t this too dangerous? you can’t send him out there.” you say.

that was the point, dottore wants to say. the only way he can get rid of this child is if it happened under natural causes.

“he’ll be fine.” he reassures you.

“can’t you get someone else to do it? tiny ‘ttore is still new, you know?”

“great. you’ve given him a nickname.” he groans, rolling his eyes.

in the end, dottore couldn’t argue with you and tiny!ttore lived to see another day.

thanks to the bug. you and dottore barely get to spend time anymore, the lunch dates you two always had was now intercepted.

so when he finally had time to have you all for himself, dottore wouldn’t just let that time go to waste.

“h-hurry!” dottore whines, pushing his body against yours.

“aren’t you eager?” you tease, your fingers running through his soft hair.

you pull his head towards yours, your lips only centimeters away from each other. yes, finally–!

a knock on the door distracts you, and dottore swears that he will kill whoever it is that was behind that noise.

“can i sleep here? i had a nightmare.” tiny!ttore says, a fluffed toy around his arm.

“aww. of course, sweetie. come on, you can sleep here in the middle of the bed."

“huh? what about–” dottore stutters, this whole thing was unbelievable!

now? when things were just heating up?

“we can reschedule it, dear. sorry.”

dottore clenches his fists so hard, his nails stabbed through his skin.

he looks at the child who is now snuggling under the blankets.

and for a single second, he sees the child grin evilly. as if he knows what he had just interrupted.

he stares at dottore before mouthing words that no one would ever dare to say to him.

“they’re mine now.”

dottore’s mouth is left hanging.

that little shit!

[adaptacy]

You mind writing a little Johnny Slaughter thing where the reader is southern, too? Not from Texas, but maybe from a whole nother state like Louisiana or Mississippi. Like, *really* southern- thick drawl, sassy attitude n everything. If it's not too much to ask, could the reader first start out as a victim? But the thing is, they're not really one to mess with. They're witty, quick, and honestly a bit of an asshole. They're worried about themselves- going as far as to sacrifice the other survivors to ensure their own survival. Maybe even off one themselves, quickly realizing that they like killing just as much as the rest of the family. Love ur work! (Also, have you heard about the new Nancy leaks? I'm so excited to see her, you have no idea.)

OMG OFC WAIT THIS IS GONNA BE SO FUN!!

i love requests ongogngrij

also YES!! I love her so much!! i saw someone (i think it was creepling's post) about what Nancy would think about johnny getting a soft spot for someone and oh god the brain juice started flowing with that. i think her and johnny will def be my mains bcs ive been dying for another female family member that isnt sissy (no hate to sissy, but i tried her and she just wasnt as fun as johnny)

anyways anyways anyways, here you go! this is gonna be fluff, but if you want an nsfw part lmk and i can make that work ;) <333 hope you enjoy!!

this is gonna be kinda cheesy and cute aside from the death (whoops) but if i do an nsfw it'll be more serious. i just thought this would be a good opportunity to write a jaw-dropped johnny who's like "oh shit i think im in love"

"The hell you wantin' now?!" You snarled, cracking your neck as you squared off with a man nearly twice your size. He was used to this kind of fighting back, but there was something about your volume, your genuine anger that was new to him. It was intriguing. He almost wanted to study your brain before he ate it.

"All that, and you still got caught, sweetpea. Ain't that quite the case of karma?" Johnny chuckled, casually spinning his blade in his hand. Beneath his feet was a brunette boy, far too bloodied to be anywhere near alive. You didn't know him, didn't care about him, and you were far more concerned with your own well-being than the safety of some stranger.

"Don't tell me yer gettin' cocky now, pretty boy?" You laughed. You'd wrestled unruly gators twice his size, you could manage this egotistical megalomaniac. Hell, you didn't win a championship in bull-riding for sweet talking it.

"Ain't you a little too pretty to be talkin' so much?" Johnny pouted, sulking closer with his head tilted.

"Ain't you a little too muscular to be flirtin' with yer food?" You rolled your eyes, gripping the kitchen knife tighter in your hand. He'd been so preoccupied with the random teenagers to keep an eye on you, exactly as you'd planned. While they were playing duck duck goose in the rickety basement, you'd been granted easy access to the family house. And with it, the kitchen. And with that, the knives.

Your knife was much larger than his, and it made up for the size difference between your bodies. You knew for a fact he was underestimating you, most people did. They thought you were all bark and no bite, but your bark was only really half your bite.

"I've made pie with apples mer fearsome than you," you teased. The man furrowed his eyebrows, seeming a little stung by your remark.

"The hell you from, anyways?" He shook his head, still not letting his guard down, but he seemed to be a little less on the offense.

"Louisiana, born 'n raised. Ain't you able to tell? Or you too dumb for that?"

"Drop the damn knife," Johnny demanded, and you couldn't help but laugh. Literally laugh. Not just giggle, not just chuckle, not just scoff- full-on laugh at his attempt.

"Or what? You gon' stab me with that there lil butterfly blade?" You mused, waving a hand in the air. "I'd like to see you try," you added, your tone a little lower.

Johnny opened his mouth to reply, but there was a voice from behind him, instead. "You-- You killed them! You killed all of them!" A female yelled, sounding hurt and angry. Both of you paused your bickering to turn towards an angry girl, a small pointy bone in her hand. "You killed my sister!"

Johnny scoffed, looking the girl up and down. You eased up as well, watching the interaction. "Ain't you see we was talkin'? Could'a waited your darn turn, missy," you grumbled, finding the interruption rather rude. The girl turned to you, her eyes wide.

"You-- You're that bitch at the bar! You gave my friend a concussion!" She accused, and you scoffed.

"Now, I would neva-- Oh, oh, she's yer friend? Well ain't that right rich! Small world, ain't it?" You laughed, reminiscing on the bar fight you'd gotten into after some city boy claimed he could take more rye whiskey than you. You were practically raised- hell, made out of whiskey. You had to show him up, obviously. It wasn't your fault his little girlfriend couldn't handle him losing.

It seemed as if the girl couldn't choose between who to attack, but when she finally did make up her mind, you found yourself in the hot seat. You assumed it was because she was more confident taking down you than she was taking down the man, but it was merely another case of underestimation. She swung the bone shiv towards you, and although Johnny stepped forward to do something, you had it handled.

You were the last woman who needed a man to rescue her. 'Specially against a pipsqueak like this chick was. As she rushed forward, you drove the kitchen knife directly into the girls gut. You weren't sure what possessed her to make such a foolish move as to charge at a woman with a knife, but it made for an easy means of defense. The brunette gurgled as blood splattered onto your mouth, hitting your cheek as she fell over your arm, eventually collapsing.

You twisted the knife out of the girls gut, reaching up and wiping the blood off of your cheek-- or, trying to, anyways, but you only really managed to smear it on your face. You scoffed in irritation, wiping the blood off on your shirt, and doing the same with the knife. After all, you didn't want to risk damaging the blade from the blood. It seemed like a good quality vegetable slicer.

With a simple clearing of your throat, you shook the girl off of your leg, looking back at your opponent. He was frozen in place, his eyebrows furrowed and his face contorted in a mix of confusion and disgust. "Now, where was we at? Them city girls just ain't got no manners. Momma neva raised 'em right," you complained, giving the kitchen knife a once-over before looking back at Johnny.

He blinked, remaining silent.

"You still home, or you gone out to get groceries?" You frowned, confused as to why he wasn't responding. You snapped your fingers and swung your weight onto one leg, placing your free hand on your hip. "Mister muscles? You missin' yer brain?"

"Who are you?"

You chuckled, shaking your head. "I was merely defendin' myself. Ain't nuthin' special 'bout it. Now, where's we at? You still wanna go, pretty boy?"

Johnny licked his lips, pulling his head back. He tucked his knife into his pocket, and a small smile spread over his face. "You wanna go out sometime?"

"Kidnappin' and threatenin' a woman ain't no way to get 'em in yer bed," you scolded, tilting your head. "I know yer mama's taught you better'n that. Ain't she?"

"You like rye whiskey?"

You smirked. "That's more like it. Count me in."

[deadghosy]

Not a request, but I wanna know from you...

HOW THE HAZBIN HOTEL CHARACTERS WOULD ACT DURING NIGHT 5 IN FNAF.

(Including the Vees and the angels).

Please do it my brain is rotting/pos and ur the only type of blog I can ask these questions lmao

Mmmmmh, I haven’t played fnaf since i was gah damn 6 years old and I only saw like night 1. But I heard about how damn hard night 5 is. So here we go.

Lucifer, this man…..THIS SHORT LIL FUNNY MAN IS MOST DEFINITELY TRYING TO NOT BLOW UP THE WHOLE THE WHOLE RESTAURANT. But he fails as Freddy turned off the lights only to get knocked by a big ass apple Lucifer had thrown. Lucifer is staying in his palace watching cartoons.

Charlie, what makes you think she would be in there without her father who is telling her “GET YOUR ASS BACK HOME!” With her lovely girlfriend. But nah honestly she’ll try to pull a Snow White and try to talk to the animatronics that wants to kill her as freddy’s eyes start to flash its light.

Vaggie, I mean she would be so skeptic to even take the job. So when it reaches night 5, you better believe she turned into the meme of “fuck this shit I’m out.” Immediately she is stabbing them with the spear.

Alastor, PFTTT- this man is burning the place down dead ass😭. This man will probably so just sit and drink tea as he causes another fnaf 3 😭😭

Angel dust, mosttt definitely will try to flirt his way out of being skilled and put into a suit. If that fails. He’s running max speed in them damn high leg heels his got while clutching his pearls and purse 🧍🏾

Husk, he’s too drunk for the damn job 😭 he probably acts like that Mike version that like got bite by foxy? Yk that Version? Uuuh what’s her name rebonica? Yeah that mike version but just grumpy and an alcoholic

Sir pentious, he’s crying as he curls up. 😭 poor thing, and his egg boil ate trying to survive the night as one of them dead by being cracked. But chica probably wants to adopt one of them eggs lol

Cherri, she’s blowing that bitch up if foxy tried running towards her.

The Vee’s, they are the trio who argue who is doing what duty to watch them robot fuckers. But mostly I think Vox will make them haywire and just walk out as if he is some badass

Adam, “yeah fuck no” is what he would say if one of them try to get him. He’s dead ass throwing them out the office and closing all the doors.

Lute, …..she’s straight up leaving the minute the power goes out. Not in fear, but she is tired of this shit and wants to just relax.

Sera, What makes you think she would even be in that place- 😭 she’s literally in heaven just minding her business when she gets teleported surrounded by robots. She might as well just opens portal and go to heaven and leave them looking dumb.

Emily, no. Just no. This sweet BABYYY😭😭🥺 but if I had to, she would be like Charlie and pull a Snow White while trying not to cry in fear.

THATS ALL I GOT!

[chaotic-mystery]

Not A Survivalist Girl

Part 7: Gore Whore

Pairing: Joel Miller x afab!reader (this is before he meets Tess)

Summary: With everything between you and Joel being tame for now, you celebrate Halloween, kinda. Please don't kill me, Mr. Ghostface. I wanna be in the next chapter! (this can be read as a stand alone so it's fine if you aren't caught up on previous chapters but I recommend to see the dynamic.)

Warnings: 18+ only, MDNI. Age gap (alluded but not specific) Cute lil domestic-ish Joel, angst, Joel talks about Sarah just for a moment, descriptions of death (it was a clicker im sorry), swearing, Joel yelling and being cranky, mentions of pills, chef Joel makes his guest appearance, mask kink, daddy kink, bitch all the kinks that go hand in hand with those two sdknldnd, pet names (baby, sweet girl, little girl, daddy, Joel refers to himself as daddy, sir) unprotected p in v, spanking, choking, breath play, that rough nasty sex, manhandling, creampie. I think that's it but lmk if I forgot anything!

|| word count: 5.6K || I don't do tags anymore so follow my notif blog @chaoticnotifs to be a good baby and never miss anything from me again. ||

Authors Note: Happy (early) Halloween, sluts! This is a way long overdue chapter and I'm sorry it's taken a million years to get to you. I just want to get this out of the way now and then we can get to the story... Gianna and I have both mutually decided we can't keep up with the story and write together with our schedules, it's not fair to you. Moving forward it'll just be me writing the story and I hope everyone understands. It won't be the last time you see us collab together, I promise! 💗 Also- Thank you to the Horny Bitch House for helping me with bits and pieces of this, I love you all 💗

The window ledges filled with orange and yellow leaves as the end of October was coming full steam, the warm days turning colder as each day passed. 

You and Joel were on the best terms the two of you had been on yet. He grew more patience with you and you learned not to piss him off so much for shits and giggles. 

It was mutual. 

“You awake, sweet girl?” Joel murmurs against your cheek as he peels back the covers. You try to bury your head in the pillows as much as you can to hide from him, hoping he’ll give you five more minutes to sleep since you two were up late last night carving out pumpkins that you insisted on doing. 

“Naah, come on baby we gotta get goin’. Need to look for supplies before it starts to get too cold to go out all the time.” His hands wrap around your warm torso and wiggle you around, biting at your ear gently. 

Joel had been up for hours like typical old men do and he knew you hated being woken up but he had a point. Your medicine supplies were getting low with how many times you’d stabbed your hand with your knife trying to learn how to use it better but that was neither here nor there. 

“Can I just get five more minutes, pleeease?” You whine and try to yank your pink blanket over you that was tucked by your side but Joel already sees your idea and snatches the blanket from your hands before you even get the chance to unfold it. He chuckles and stands up adjusting his jeans, sniffling obnoxiously. 

“No can do, doll. Get up, let’s go.” A hard pat to your ass makes you jolt and groan, finally sitting up to look at him. 

“Seriously, Joel? We have to go right now?” 

He stands between your legs that hang off the side of the bed and you rest your head against his belly, Joel’s hand cupping the side of your face.

“We gotta get movin’ soon, I already let you sleep way later than I was originally going to- you’re welcome by the way. I already packed coffee and snacks because I know your ass would start to bitch and moan about halfway through the trail that you’re hungry.” 

Your brows furrow as you look at him, mouth agape in offense. 

“Excuse me, just because I admit I bitch and moan doesn’t mean you can say it whenever you feel it’s needed.” 

Joel rolls his eyes at you playfully and kisses your forehead before he walks to the open bedroom door. 

“Yeah whatever, get dressed. I’m leavin’ in ten minutes with or without ya.”

Joel shuts the white wooden door and you scratch the back of your head before getting up to find an outfit for the day. 

Naturally you wanted to wear whatever you thought was cute but Joel having you outside so much was teaching you very quickly that comfort comes before cuteness. No low cut shirts today, a sweater and jeans to make him happy and to keep you warm for once. The sweater had tattered spots and a few holes but not enough to make you cold by any means. It just looked a little grungy and Joel noticed right away. 

“Baby, do you have to wear that sweatshirt? It’s got too many holes in it and I don’t wanna hear you tell me you’re cold as soon as we get outside.” His hand meets his hip as he finishes drinking the coffee from his mug. 

You look down and think about it for a second, “I mean…I’ve got somethin’ on under it, I think it’ll be fine. I’ll bring my jacket just in case, it’ll be fine.” You reassure him and grab an apple from the almost empty fruit bowl sitting right next to Joel’s arm. 

His eyes lock onto every moment you make and you can tell he’s slightly annoyed. As you turn around and grab your pack, you look at the door and ask him, “What's the matter now, Joel?” Your taunting tone makes him scoff a little, he comes up behind you and tucks your jacket into the arm loop of your pack. 

“I don’t wanna hear any complaints today, since you’ve got it all figured out, ok?” He spins you around to face him, hands still holding your biceps tightly. 

“Promise.” You give him a cheeky grin and kiss his cheek. He sighs deeply at your attempts to be cute and he walks to the front door to open it for you to head outside. 

With your knife in your pocket and Joel’s guns tucked in the sides of his packs, you two start to make your way to wherever the hell he wants to go. 

Joel never really tells you much about your destinations when you have to go out on supply runs, he just hopes you won’t ask because he knows as soon as he brings up directions, you’ll get lost. 

“So did you have fun carvin’ pumpkins last night? I like the face you made on it, it’s cute.” You ask him while you grab onto his ring and pinky finger, closing your hand around them. 

“Can’t tell ya the last time I carved a pumpkin. Sarah..she hated the inside of pumpkins- never wanted to touch the guts. So I’d empty it out for her and she’d draw where she wanted me to cut it and by golly she’d make some funky faces for them pumpkins.” 

His face wasn’t totally in your eyesight but just by his tone you could hear the smile on his face. You could tell he felt better talking about her, sharing all the memories he had of her. 

“Did she have a favorite Halloween movie?” You ask, catching up to him now so you can see his face. The fog from the river was clearing but it was still gloomy and yet Joel seemed to be shining while he gushed about his daughter.

“She loved Hocus Pocus. Insisted on going as the three sisters, one for each year. I couldn’t get her to turn that movie off, hell she’d watch it year round. Begged me to get a black cat so she can have a “Binx” of her own. What she didn’t know was that I planned to get her one for Christmas the year the outbreak happened…but we never reached December.” 

His voice cracked and he looked down at his boots kicking up leaves. 

“What about you darlin’? Any favorite Halloween movies you had?”

Joel tugs on your sweater sleeve and smiles softly at you while you hesitate to answer. 

“Don’t laugh, but I was into the really bloody, turn your stomach in knots kind of horror movies. Saw, Final Destination, Thirteen Ghosts, The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Bride of Chucky, shit like that. Scream is also up there, and even though it's super silly, Elvira: Mistress of The Dark was also my favorite.” He could feel your excitement rushing to your fingertips as you started to remember all the silly shit you used to watch. 

He stops in his tracks and looks at you with shock written all over his face. 

“I find it so hard to believe that Miss Scared of Everything used to watch shit like that. I call bullshit.”

You take two steps forward to him and get close to his face, a smirk written all over your mouth. 

“Just admit you didn’t have me all figured out, it’s okay baby I forgive you.” You taunt and barely kiss his lips. 

Joel grunts as you pull away too quickly for his liking and before you can protest, you’re wrapped up in his arms and held tightly against his chest. His teeth nibble on your earlobe just enough to make you squeal and try to get free. 

“Where you think you’re goin’, baby?” 

The way he says it drives you crazy, in the way you could just eat him up here and now. He had that look in his eye, the same one he had that night he took you by the fireplace, it was passion and lust, like he was falling for you all over again. 

“If you wanna make it back to the cabin before dark, you better let me go and keep it pushing, sir.” 

Sir. It’s one of the many nicknames you have for him that drives the nail in deeper, pushing him to want you more than he did before you got in his face. He likes the fact you don’t back down to him, you match his energy. 

Rightfully so. 

He stares at you for a little too long before letting you slip from his arms, taking his hand once more to continue walking. 

~

With hours passed you now and your feet starting to ache, you finally end up in a fairly sized town that Joel found a while ago before he met you, hoping whatever he found would still be here.

There wasn’t much left to rummage through, the houses had been picked apart for years now, glass windows broken out and front doors ripped off the hinges like a stampede used for a pathway. 

“Just over here in the mall, I hid a bunch of stuff away pretty good, I think at least. C’mon girlie, keep up.” With him in front of you leading you to the entrance, you pull your knife out just in case. Joel lets go of your hand and there’s a small pang to your chest but for your own safety he grabs one of his many guns, cocking it to be ready. 

You slip behind the door and hold it open just enough for Joel to squeeze through and your flashlights illuminate what used to be a fun and exciting place. Frozen in time and littered with what it once was, you could almost see how it started out. Benches everywhere, shops with displays still intact and caked with dust, parts of the ceilings knocked out and covering tables with chairs tucked underneath just wishing someone would pull it out and sit at it one last time. 

“Okay-here’s what we’re gonna do, we’re gonna get as much as we can find and hurry up and get the fuck outta here. Don’t wanna spend a lot of time here, do you hear me?” He shines the light right in your eyes, his words short and dry. 

You shrug and raise your eyebrows, “Yes, I hear you.” You push the flashlight out of his hand and he kisses your forehead sweetly before walking on, lighting up his path as much as he can. There was a soft tingle on the back of your neck and it wasn’t the good kind. It was as if something was lurking behind you in a scary dark corner, something you couldn’t see. It took you no time to catch up to him, lightly holding onto his bag as he took calculated steps between the rubble. 

“All those horror movies you watched and yet you still can’t hold your goddamn knife correctly. What did I tell you about holding it like that?” Joel’s shoulders drop as he turns to you, adjusting your hand on your knife. With a scoff and a slight head shake, he was off again and walking towards the pharmacy. You couldn’t help but notice the halloween store across from it, your heart racing as a sliver of normalcy was in your reach. The ginormous pit in your stomach to feel like you were back in your old life, digging through decorations to beg your mom to buy while she looked disgustedly at the skimpy costumes. 

“J-Joel…can we go in there? Please? I just wanna…look.” You must’ve patted his shoulder a dozen times which only granted a stern look and the annoyance so apparent on his face. 

“I’m sorry, were you conscious when I said we are not going anywhere except the pharmacy?” Rude. 

“Yes, thank you. I just wanna look. Twenty minutes tops, please?” Being with Joel tested your patience every single day, you never had to negotiate or handle being told no. 

Not until you met him.

Joel takes a hold of your pack strap, yanking you towards him, “Help me get all this stuff and I’ll think about letting you set foot in there, clear?” His dark eyes glimmer in the faint daylight ripping through the broken ceiling. You try to pull yourself away from his personal space but his eyebrows raise awaiting a response from you. 

“O-kay!” You finally free yourself and stand up, walking straight into the pharmacy. Garbage scattered everywhere and almost empty shelves holding things that weren’t useful in any way. Extending your arm out to run your fingertips against the items, you feel the dust and dirt coating them as you walk down the isles slowly and look for anything you could stash away in your little hideout for the winter. 

Joel dips into the backroom and into a storage closet, climbing on top of a chair to lift the ceiling tile to the side. Put away inside an old duffle bag was bandages, rubbing alcohol, tons of supplies that made up first aid kits, sewing needles and thread in case you have to stitch someone up again, and of course some miscellaneous pills he took from the shelves of medication, knowing exactly what each one was. 

You could hear him rummaging around behind you the further you got from him to look at the back wall full of sunglasses, untouched on the spinning racks of their display. 

A pair catches your eye, gold tinted aviators that just scream 70’s. 

“Joel, come here! You have to try these on!” You tuck the pair for him under your arm and grab the biggest rounded frame you could find, pushing them up the bridge of your nose. 

Shoving the duffle bag onto his broad shoulder, he makes his way to you and his flashlight shines at your feet, up your body slowly until you turn around and show him what you found. 

“I think you need a pair of sunglasses, baby. For when you’re outside workin’, looking all sexy for me.” You tease and carefully put the sunglasses on his face. He shuffles to the side of you and dips down to see his reflection in the mirror, groaning in disgust. 

“No, absolutely not. The hell I look like wearin’ those.” Joel pinches the arm of the eyewear and hands them back with zero interest. 

You tuck them away into your bag anyway and grab the smoke colored square framed pair with rhinestones all over them. He didn’t wait for you like usual as he was already by the doors you entered once before. 

“You get ten minutes and then we’re going back.” He lifts the metal gate just enough for you to slip under and you hold it open for him, letting it thud against the marble floor as he stands up with a slight groan and a rub to his knee. 

The adrenaline was pumping through you, feeling at home once more even if it was just for a split second. 

The VHS tapes covering the walls, toys and costumes everywhere, DVD case covers scattered around your feet. It was everything you wanted and more, to feel like you were who you once were before all of this ripped you from the life you took for granted. 

“See anything you maybe uh…wanna decorate the cabin with?” Joel irrupts from behind you, hand on your hip slightly. You turn to meet his eyes, the innocence in your eyes making him smile. 

“Don’t go crazy, just a few things because we gotta carry it. Just a little bit of stuff to make it feel a little more lived in.” His tone was patient and understanding that this meant a lot to you. 

“Really? You mean that?” The way you kind of didn’t believe he was being serious was enough to warrant a nod from him with a silly look on his face, almost like you offended him. 

“Well let’s go, you got eight minutes.” He smacks your ass again and wiggles it a little before holding his flashlight above your head so you could see where you were walking. 

So much to choose from and not enough time from Joel. You wanted it all. You wanted the movies to feel a little better but you knew he wouldn’t carry the display TV back to the cabin and he would never watch the shit you’d pick out anyway. You settle for two strings of glittery garland that you knew he’d find something to complain about, a few little ceramic ghosts to put in the windows and the pair of cuffs you took out of the package to a cop costume. Kneeling down and slinging your bag off your back, you start to put everything away, until the cuffs jingle against each other. 

“What was that you just put in there?” You look up at Joel and you don’t answer, contemplating if you should play with him or not. His eyes flicked to your lips as he licked his, standing his ground over you with his hands on his hips. 

“Answer me, lil lady.” 

Fuck.

You were made and you knew he would immediately tell you to put them back, that there’s no way he’d let you cuff him to the bedpost and ride him until the sun came up. 

Just as you were about to answer, a clicker busts through the door from the storage closet behind you, growling and clicking as it charges towards you. Joel takes your hand and pulls you off the ground, running for the entrance when one of your sweater holes gets caught on a broken clothing rack and pulls you right from his grasp.

He grunts loudly as the clicker gets closer and closer to you while you tug and try to free yourself but to no avail, your knife fell from your other hand when you got pulled back. 

The squelch of Joel’s knife twisting in the clickers chest catches your wide eyed gaze as you pant and try to scoot away but your boots slip against the trash, the body falling right in front of you. 

It was still squirming and reaching at you, looking you dead in the eye as it grabbed the tip of your shoe. 

Joel’s boot presses against its head to hold it against the floor as he shoots it dead. The grunting and squealing came to a silence while Joel looks over at you, his chest rising fast as he holds out his hand to help you up. 

Clutching his wrist to pull yourself up, you shake off the bits of flesh that got on your boot and you can see his nostrils are flared still, eyes burning with anger. 

“What did I tell you about that goddamn sweater! You almost got yourself fuckin’ killed, jesus christ.” His voice booms as he shakes you a little before pulling you into his embrace. 

Joel catches his breath and pets your hair softly. 

“Baby I’m-I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to yell, I’m sorry- are you okay?” 

Your body still shudders against him and you nod in his chest. 

“I’m fine, Joel. Let’s go h-...to the cabin.” It hurt him to hear you stop yourself from saying the cabin was home. You wanted to call it home so badly but the thought of you getting so comfortable with him to the point that you'd call his cabin your home, scared you to fucking pieces. 

~

The cabin was dimly lit from what little sunlight you had left and your boots clunked against the wooden porch as you opened the front door to the living room. It was kind of a quiet walk home, not a lot of words shared between you and Joel. He didn’t want to pry and nag about how you were feeling but he wanted to know if you were still mad at him. Some small part of him felt like an ass for yelling at you after he told you he’d work on that but in his defense he was terrified at how close to death you got. 

“You hungry, baby?” He asked as he shucked off his bag and jacket before kicking off his boots. You unlace your shoes and kick them next to his, shaking your head no. 

He sighs deeply, shoulders dropping while his hands go to your waist and pull you into him. 

“I know that’s not true, those snacks were gone before we were even halfway there. Now, tell me what you’re hungry for and I’ll make it for ya…” He rocks you back and forth slowly as he hums softly against your head.

“Spaghetti..maybe? I noticed you had pasta in the cupboard next to the stuff you said wasn’t just for any ol’ meal and..” Joel grabs your face lovingly, the tender touch of the rough man was somehow so calming to you. He tried his best to be delicate with you when he could see you needed it the most but this is Joel Miller, how soft could he naturally be?

“You want spaghetti, we’re gonna eat spaghetti. You can decorate while I get dinner going, how’s that sound, sweet girl?”

His smile grew to match yours and he placed his lips on your forehead before he went to the kitchen to rummage through the cabinets to find all the pots and ingredients he needed. 

Picking up your bag with all of your Halloween decorations stuffed inside you begin to put your ghost figures in small places you know Joel won’t accidentally bump them and knock them over. One in the windowsill by the kitchen sink, one by your side of the bed, and one in Joel’s room by his clock. Peeking around the corner to see where exactly he was and his back was to you while he drained the pasta from the water in the sink, you dip back into his room with the little black cat figurine you took at the last second after he killed the clicker and walked away from you in the heat of the moment. He was frustrated with you but you still took it knowing you’d never be there again and you’d regret never taking it for him.

There it sits on his table tucked right by his clock. It was only a matter of time before he would see it and question why you did something nice for him. Joel couldn’t understand that you wanted to do everything for him. Being with him in this predicament and such a short time made it feel like you’d been there for years, like you could spend the rest of your life here with him. 

“Let’s eat, honey!” He booms from the kitchen and you can heat the plates being set on the table. When you round the corner to face the kitchen, you see the table set with candles of all shapes and widths. This was the most special he’s made you feel yet, besides carving pumpkins with you.

“Cmon, gotta surprise for ya when we’re done eating.” Joel was trying to hide a devilish grin but he was terrible at it, the glass to his lips not being a good shield from your eyes at all. You furrow your brows at him as you sit down hesitantly. What could he have planned that you don’t know about? 

“A surprise? Since when do you do surprises?” Your fork clanks against the plate to scoop up spaghetti, the steam rolling off the top hits your hand and makes you shiver slightly. 

Joel squints playfully and shovels the warm pasta in his mouth to chew thoroughly before answering you lowly, “Yeah alright, keep bein’ a smartass and see what it’ll get you.” His dark eyes glimmered behind the candle flame and you felt that same feeling in the pit of your stomach that you had when you first met him. You were desperate for him at this point and it was almost comical it wasn’t written all over your face. 

The two of you talk about whatever you could think of as you indulge in the best meal you’ve had in months. You could only take so many goddamn stews and soups before it was enough, Joel on the other hand could make anything work for a meal and be fine. 

“Did you wanna put the garland on the railing outside while I clean up this mess?” He chugs down the rest of his water and wipes his mouth with his napkin, looking at you with a hidden agenda. 

“Oh, shit! I forgot about that!” You practically fall out of your chair to get it from your bag and you slip on your boots to go out on the porch. 

“Take a flashlight with you!” Joel yells from his seat and all he sees is your hand reach through the front door to the hall tree that held all your stuff, grabbing your flashlight before shutting the front door once more. 

He chuckles to himself as scratches the back of his head thinking about you and how you always kept him guessing your next move. While you wrapped the orange and black garland around the stair railing, little did you know Joel wasn’t actually doing the dishes. He was in the bedroom unpacking the duffle bag from earlier at the pharmacy, tucking away the pills in the bottom drawer in the bathroom. His backpack was sitting at the end of the couch and he opened it, taking out the one thing you didn’t know he stashed. 

A ghostface mask. 

Just as you stand up and back away to observe the work you did, a tall figure standing on the side of the cabin makes you freeze in your place. Quickly you realize it’s Joel with the way he’s standing and the knife at his side. The corners of your mouth turn up and you walk towards him, tucking your hands behind your back. 

“What the hell are you doing?” You question and tug on his jacket teasingly. 

No answer. 

All he does is cock his head slightly at you with his knife still at his side. 

Your excitement wets your panties and you can feel your fingers going cold but the adrenaline running through your body keeps you warm. 

“Joel seriously, what are you doing?” Your tone is a little more firm this time. 

He raises his arm to point his knife towards the house and he mutters from under the mask, “Run. If I find you, I fuck you. My way.” 

Your jell-o feeling legs stumble backwards to take off towards the house, Joel charging at you in no time. He knew there were only so many hiding spots in the cabin, that was the point. You went for the obvious place but you knew he’d get a laugh at it, under the bed. 

The weight of his boots moved on the porch and the front door swung open widely, smacking the wall behind it. It was seconds after he walked in the cabin that you had to cover your mouth and nose so he couldn’t hear the small pants of breath coming from under the bed. With your feet at the end of where the bed is, you watch closely at the door and soon enough his boots are in your vision. You know he won’t hurt you too much but god damn was your heart racing. 

Joel slowly makes his way to the door frame of the bedroom and he stops abruptly to inspect the room. Slinking his way closer, your eyes follow his every move and when he stops at the end of the bed you knew he knew. 

With a rough yank on your ankles, Joel quickly pulls you out from under the bed and you squeal in excitement. 

“No, no, no please, don’t hurt me.” You protest and he tosses you face first on the bed, ripping your jeans below your ass cheeks. A groan bellows from Joel with a sharp smack to your ass and it sends you whimpering with your head between your arms. 

The cold blade of the knife traces over your lower back and your wiggling reaction earns a chuckle from Joel before the ripping of fabric fills your ears. He cut your fucking panties. Slipping the fabric off of you between your thighs, he couldn’t help but admire the wetness on them. 

A thud hits the headboard and you turn around to see his knife wiggling as he just finished driving it into the wood before he smacks your ass again. 

His rough hand meets the middle of your back and presses down firmly so your ribs lay comfortably on the bed as his free hand unbuckles his belt slowly. 

The only thing you could hear was his belt buckle hitting the wooden floor and the sound of his boots hitting the rug while he simultaneously rubbed his thumb over your aching clit. 

“F-fuck, daddy yes, I need you inside me please.” You try to claw at him but he just shoves you down on the bed again. Joel lifts the mask up momentarily to spit on your asshole, eagerly watching it drip down over your entrance and through your sticky sweet folds. 

He whips out his long hard cock to slap your asshole with the tip and he snickers as he sees you tense up thinking he’s going to fuck your ass. 

“Not yet, baby. Now…stay still for daddy, yeah? Be a good pretty girl for me.” He groans as he slips inside your pussy. You can hear his thick breathing and cussing reverberate off the mask and it makes you spread your legs further apart, wanting to please him in any way you can. 

There was no easing into it, Joel’s hands grab your wrists and pin them against your back before his hips begin slamming against you harshly. When Joel got to have his way with you, he wasn’t gentle with it. All the pent up frustration you gave him was taken out on you this way and it had the opposite effect, it only made you act out more. 

Joel’s grunts with every thrust inside you, his hands squeeze your wrists tighter and tighter the hornier he gets. Your pussy clenches around his cock in excitement and you squeal out a slew of his name mixed with curse words, too mumbled for him to decipher what you said. 

“Fuck, you’re such a good little angel wrappin’ around my cock like that- ohh shit.” He hisses and your arm falls to your side, Joel’s hand wrapping around your throat roughly. You cry out as you can feel the head of his cock bumping your cervix and Joel puts his right foot on the bed to get a better angle on you, his hips never stopped moving. 

With his thick fingers squeezing every bit of air out of you, he growls in your ear, “You like when daddy plays rough with you like the nasty little girl you are?” He chuckles and squeezes harder around your throat so you can’t answer. 

You close your eyes as the roll back with lust and your body begins to shake underneath him, his cock still ramming into you and making your head spin. 

“I wanna-oh my goddd-come for you daddy, please. Let me come, please-I can’t-god..fuuck.” You choke out and he goes faster, slamming into you so hard the bed squeaks with every thrust. 

“Aww, you wanna come all over my cock, honey? Show me how good you are and come, right fuckin’ now.” Joel’s voice vibrates against your ear before he stands up straight and grabs onto your hips to keep himself steady as he fucks you as hard as he can. 

It was almost as if the Earth stopped spinning and everything hit all at once. You fell flat on the bed as you screamed his name, trying to wiggle away from him but it was no use. Joel pins your hips down and continues at you, groaning louder as his cock twitches inside you. 

“God damn, that’s a good girl-oh fuck.-Gonna make daddy fill up that pretty little pussy of yours, baby. Bet you’d like that huh? Goin’ to sleep with my cum inside you.” He mutters through his teeth as his jaw clenches, his head tilting back. 

You try to shove him away as you shake from the overwhelming feeling on your pussy but he’s too far into it to stop. He needs to get himself off inside you if it’s the last thing he does.

A few spanks to your ass and a couple squeezes to your tits, Joel’s breath becomes heavier as he empties his balls deep in you. 

He cusses loudly and grabs your ass for dear life as his knees go weak with each string of cum he shoots. Joel’s cock goes soft inside you and he pulls out slowly, seeing the cum already threaten to spill from your aching hole. As you lay there dizzy and so fucked out, he sits beside you and gives a little pat to your ass, taking off the ghostface mask and giving it a toss to the floor. 

Neither one of you says a word for a few minutes until you finally get the energy to lazily sit up and look at him. 

“Can you fuck me like that from now on, please?” you ask breathlessly and he looks at you in awe. 

“Come here.” Joel whispers and his hand grabs the back of your head gently, pulling you into a passionate kiss. 

“Let’s go take a bath.” You mumble on his lips and leave him sitting there on the bed. 

“Happy fuckin’ Halloween to me. God damn.” He says to himself with a grin and walks to the bathroom.

[sopiao]

DISDJUSBS OMG. THERE’S THIS PRICE BOT

AND OH LORDY DID THIS FLUFF GIVE ME CAVATIES FROM HOW SWEET IT IS.

anyways. reader (shark) taking care of Price while he’s injured. these r just lil snippets of it 🤭

Out on a mission, Shark had a nice clean shot of the target. It seemed to clean, too clear. He picked a space that would seem hidden only to a blind man, it was like he picked a spot to look like he was hiding but was so obviously out in the open. But, whatever, fuck it. Seemed too much of a waste of time overthink a quick shot to get the mission over with.

But Price saw it, he saw how they lured them into a specific spot that made it look like it would be a perfect spot for them. Long story short (mainly cuz i’m too lazy) he ended up taking the trap for them. It took a couple hours until he could be safely taken to base to get his wounds checked out. He has to stay in that wing for 2 weeks to recover. Critical condition.

Shark felt guilty that they fell for such an obvious trap to get it over with, and he ended up getting hurt. So, they decided to be the one to take care of him. Shark gets to pay their self-debt to him, and the medics don’t have to worry so much about him and who’ll have to monitor him.

“Alright. Got ya’ a grilled cheese aaand a blue Gatorade” Shark entered the room with a paper plate that held the sandwich. Price immediately sat up, ready for his snack but also excited to see them. They set the plate on his lap and the cold blue gatorade on his bedside table.

“Weird combination, but okay” Shark muttered quietly, causing him to chuckle, sitting back on their seat next to his bed. Price hummed deeply after his first bite, the savory taste making him momentarily forget about how sore his body feels.

The fresh scars and stitches on his body were visible. Old ones mixed with new ones. Across his chest was a type of gauze, bandage, and a large patch on his side. The medic suggested that he kept his upper half bare to prevent the fabric from rubbing against the freshly sewn stitches to prevent irritation and prolong the healing process. Fortunately for Shark ,’:)

“Mmph— Never thought a grilled cheese would taste so good” Price groaned, leaning back on the bunchy and wrinkled sheets of the bed, finishing his sandwich and gulping down his Gatorade. Shark slumped back in the wooden chair, propping their feet up on the edge of his bed, flipping through the shitty romcoms on the TV.

It was silent, but not the weird and awkward silence that makes you wanna bury yourself alive then be there. The comfortable silence where you can just space out and just enjoy each other’s company. They were already pretty close, comfortable with each other. They sparred together, ran together, sometimes raced, exercise and eat together.

—

“You’re an ass” Shark laughed, fake punching Price in the chest. He fell back on the bed with a fake pained expression and a over dramatic ‘ow!’. He stayed laying down, turning his head to show them his soft smile that only seemed to appear when Shark was around. He noticed it, everyone noticed it, just not them.

“Ahh— Fuck” Price groaned immediately sitting up and his hand clutching at the center of his chest. A sudden, uninvited, pain rushed from his back to the center of his chest, bursting out. Shark immediately sat up, worried that their fake punch maybe actually did hit him. One hand on his shoulder and the other on his hand that laid on his chest.

“Oh, shit! Sorry— Uhh. Fuck. What do I do?” Panicked and confused. They didn’t know what to do to help, or what to do at all. Price would chuckle at their reaction if his mind wasn’t occupied with how much is chest fucking hurt.

“No— Ngh.. N-no. I’m fine. The doc said it would be like this because of my rib” Price tried his best to explain through short, shallow, breaths. Sucking in long breaths of air through this teeth to try and bear through the pain. It was like getting stabbed all over again.

“Shit— Uh. Is there anything I can do? Water? Pills? Anything?” Shark asked frantically, looking around quickly for anything that speaks out to them to try to help. He only shook his head, too weak to form a sentence, but he wanted to reassure them that he was okay, he wasn’t, obviously.

“Could-could.. you.. uhh” He spoke up, having to concentrate really hard to try and get the words past the stabbing pain and out his mouth. Shark’s head immediately perked up, looking for any way to assist. They saw his other hand was open, palm up, and towards their direction.

Shark was a little taken aback at his request, their captain was a strong and unaffectionate man. So, seeing how he requested for their hand, something to help him push through it. Shark willingly accepted his hand, his large and scared hand somehow seemed softer than it looked. Finding comfort in their touch. Every so often they’d feel him squeeze their hand when the pain got too intense.

—

As much as Shark wanted to stay and watch over Price he didn’t wanna see them leave. They had other duties they had to attend to. But when they came back to visit Price, the doctor immediately took their attention and asked, practically begged, them if they could feed Price soup since he hasn’t been eating much lately, claiming he’s feeling nauseous which doesn’t help the feeding process.

Shark looked down at the warm bowl in their hands, chicken soup. They chuckled as they walked back to his room. They don’t know how they were gonna get him to eat, but they’d at least give it a try.

“Heard you was giving the doc a hard time” Shark chuckled, closing the door behind them. Price let out a soft laugh and rubbed the back of his neck as if he was caught.

“I told him I’m not hungry” Price shook his head, hand laying on the side of his neck, as if that would persuade them not to make him eat. He laid back on his elbows, flashing his playful smirk.

“The longer you refuse to eat, the longer you’ll be stuck in here” They shrugged, using their sleeves to stay between their hands and the hot bowl so it doesn’t burn them. He rolled his eyes and blew a raspberry, plopping back down.

“Feed me?”

“Huh?”

“You heard me”

Shark searched on his face, any sign that he was just joking around, waiting for him to just laugh it off. Yet he stayed the same, pushing himself up, waiting for them to feed him. Eventually they gave in, signing before sitting up from their seat and standing at his bedside.

They grabbed a spoon full of the meat and warm broth and slid the back against the rim of the bowl to prevent it from dripping. They can’t believe they were doing this, but it was for the health of their captain. Holding it up to his mouth to which he happily took, humming satisfyingly.

“You have arms y’know” Shark pressed another spoonful up to his mouth, eyes fixated on his lips when he slipped the spoon into his mouth, looking back at his eyes. Price shrugged and took a second to chew before answering them.

“I don’t see you stopping” He tilted his head up at them, resting back on his hands and smiling up at Shark.

[decaf-mother]

"Unexpected Introduction"

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MDNI

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Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick x F!Reader

Zombie AU {Resident Evil Inspired}

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@writeforfandoms is also doing a Gaz zombie AU so please check them out too. They have many absolutely wonderful stories.

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Warnings: Horror, Angsty, A lil softness

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Life really truly can be a major dick sometimes.

The sickening stench of rotting flesh hung in the air, the only noise left in the streets was disturbed gurgles and groans.

Every step Gaz took was with caution as he watched his surroundings, the gash on his arm wasn't ideal for this situation either.

Just had to get separated...

Blood leaked down his arm in a somewhat steady flow, he feared his injury could somehow be sensed. Make him an easier target- prey.

He wasn't entirely sure if that was true but that's how it felt, that wasn't a good feeling. None of this was a good feeling.

Medical supplies... Need to find at least something for this.

Carrying on he slipped inside the nearest house that didn't look completely trashed, moving around corners slowly. He explored with floorboards groaning in complaint beneath his boots.

Entering a bedroom he took note of the photos along the walls... Family photos. They looked so happy- it filled him with dread to think most likely the once happy family was now a bunch of flesh eating monsters.

Maybe they got out okay.

Just then he stepped a little too close to the closet, a figure lunging out at him before he can fully react- blade coming for his shoulder.

"FUCK!!!!"

Luckily his reflexes are still damn good, grasping the wrist of the assailant. Your body effortlessly was pushed back and your spine collided with the edge of the closet door frame.

Kitchen knife clatters to the floor and your eyes meet his, a deep brown staring back at you intensely.

"You're not one of them..."

You mutter in acknowledgement as you take in the fact he's very much human... As far as you can tell his injury doesn't look like a bite wound either.

"Neither are you."

A pause follows his response as he glanced over your bloodied clothing, torn from a heavy struggle. That knife was your only weapon- made him wonder how the hell you were still alive.

The stains he could see weren't the ones of concern, the blood on your hands that reeked of the dead would forever stick with you. Memories etched into your mind that wouldn't go away.

"Can you... Let go of me now?"

"As long as you promise to not stab me the moment I turn around."

You couldn't help but chuckle softly as a bit of amusement lingers in your eyes, humor seems like the perfect escape given the situation.

"I think it was already confirmed trying that does not end well for me."

You could see a faint smile as his grip loosens on you, letting you go as he steps away to give you your personal space back.

You glance over at his arm again and suck in a breath.

"I can help..."

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{This series may be long or short I don't know. My Resident Evil and COD brain rot connected together and this is the result. I may even do more shit like this because no one can stop me.}

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{More Content}

[yanderespamton78]

RARE CHARLIE OC POSTING?!?!??!???

My babies :3 the tall one is Willow (she/her) the short blue one is Termite (it/it's) and the small green thing is Gleebo (it/it's) oh and btw if you use he or they on termite or gleebo i will come to your house and steal your organs :3

LORE TIME BITCHES

So willow is just some 7ft tall forest woman idk how she got there I haven't gotten that far yet. She lives alone and has for as long as she can remember and can't speak English nor really communicate in general due to the fact that she never needed to (also her vocal chords are blocked by the mushroom thing I'll get to in a min so she can't make sound in the first place) but she is still very clever. In the human au I made with my friend she went to like Oxford or Cambridge or smth idk but ANYWAYS thing with willow is she is immortal BUT she has a disease that causes mushrooms to grow in and on her body, which will one day kill her. She has a few hundred years before this happens tho so she's fine for now since she's only in the early stages but for now it causes pain and also means that she is blind in her right eye since a mushroom grew there. But anyways willow is very jumpy and timid like she is CONSTANTLY anxious. She is pretty lonely and also loves snails because they are the onely things she could pick up and take around with her that wouldn't run away or bite her. She is also not very strong because she doesn't have the guts to kill anything and eat it so survives off of nuts and berries meaning she's kinda malnourished

SECONDLY termite so termite is less fleshed out because it hasn't existed for as long (I've had willow for YEARS) but it is this like 4"10 creature thing. It has roughly the intelligence level of a border collie and has also, like willow, lived alone it's whole life. It's also like fucking rabid it survives solely off of meat and could kill a village in cold blood. Now you might be wondering "how it's like 8 years old" WELL it can kinda transform into this much stronger being if it's trying to kill smth big. I have a drawing of this but I haven't posted it I will when I'm finished :3 but in this form it has quadriplegic legs and claws and spidery legs on its back which it uses to tear apart prey plus a tail with a spike on the end which it can stab things with. Like it is fucking terrifying. Also the lil green thing gleeb is a weird lil alien thing termite adopted :3 because termite saw it and was like "hold on a second that thing doesn't look edible and also doesn't look like it's from earth. Twinningggg mine now bitch" and adopted it. Gleeb isn't very intelligent. It can recognise termite and follow it around but other than that it kinda just exists and doesn't do much.

So termite and willow do meet eachother at some point because termite was injured or smth I haven't decided that yet and willow was like "shit something that isn't a small mammal or an insect this is groundbreaking" and took it in. They are cutie patooties :3 neither of them really know how to deal with other beings so their relationship is kinda unnatural but they like eachother. But like for example termite would bite willow affectionately and then nearly bite her arm off. It doesn't help that neither of them can really communicate as termite just isn't intelligent enough to really and willow can't speak at all but a lot of how they communicate is through clapping and other things like that. In the aforementioned human au willow adopts termite and termite has some kind of learning disability that I will research and name ✨later✨.

The thing is willow and termite have such good potential for angst because willow will end up succumbing to the mushroom disease and termite will have no idea why its only carer is dying and isn't able to do anything about it but watch her slowly waste away. Y'all watched ep1 of sweet tooth??? Or when the wind blows??? Yea that kinda thing. And termite would likely just sit next to willows body like a dog sitting near it's owners grave waiting for her to wake up. But you know what we can ignore that and just look at the sweet nice family fluff parts :3

As for willow and termites environment uhm uh. Minecraft. Like they literally live in the world of minecraft. Termite got it's clothes through Minecraft achievements.

LOOK termite was originally a drawing of my Minecraft avatar then it turned into a whole story leave me alone

But anyways for the few people who read it I hope you enjoyed my incredibly long winded ramble about my OCs :3

[quinloki]

Ok so, I shit u not, since u said I could pick who to talk about, I decided to use a number generator to pick for me and it picked my Kid Pirates OC LMAOOOO who was inspired by this, really fantastic fic by @standfucker (if I remember right the title is “Rotations” but don’t quote me on that)(also note that this is the crew I am the LEAST familiar with but the most FASCINATED by atm)

So, let’s get into Zella(he/she), my newest OC (like, literally came up with her in the last couple of weeks)! She is a 5’5”, 22-24 spunky lil shit from the West Blue, who loves her crew and ONLY them, fuck the rest of the world. He’s punk (ofc), usually sporting a cropped deep red and green leather jacket, long fingerless gloves, and black tank top and high waisted pants, with boots (a pair she’s had since before the Kid Pirates and would stab a bitch for as they were a gift). Short dark green hair, with two little white tufts that poke out in front of her ears and frame her face. (Im kinda shooting for like, a hummingbird kinda vibe for her, but not like “cute smol, wants some flowers” and more “I will stab u with my beak if u get near my flower” deal. A colorful chihuahua if u will)

Since Zella is so new I don’t have a lot aside from design vibes, but I have some key things

• as One Piece characters tend to have, his childhood? Fucked up. Got dragged around hopping island to island with their shitty parents until they finally abandoned him. He tried to find comfort and friendship with the local kids and it, didn’t go well. Let’s just say the fingerless gloves r there for more than fashion. Once she managed to leave THAT shitty place, Zella found an island home that, while on paper it’s not a good place, there were few people who actually took her in. Until that too was taken, resulting in Kid Pirate Zella.

• can and has climbed her crewmates like trees to get a better vantage point. It’s usually Wire or Killed, Kid in a knee-jerk reaction threw him overboard. Zella has not let him forget about it since.

• Has the filthiest mouth of my OCs, but is not immune to being flustered into place (which happens more often than she’d like)

• will pick the spiciest food and eat it with no reaction (Dive took a bite thinking she could handle it. She could not)

• very skilled at sewing and has helped her crew with fixing and customizing their clothes on many occasions. Do NOT touch her chaotic corner of supplies, she knows where everything is and somehow always knows if it’s been messed with. A l w a y s.

• has two tattoos (atm, may add more later), one in particular being an under chin tattoo of a red star/flower shaped pattern. Does not remember the night it happened, at all.

• always has a knife hidden somewhere on her person. Full body searched? HA u missed the one between her ass cheeks bitch

And that’s it for rn!!!! I have a lot more I want to develop and figure out for Zella, but I also have to get to know her crew first lmao thanks for letting me ramble!

Sincerely,

The 🌷

Holy shit - hey Zen - idk if the tag in an ask will ping you, but I'mma assume yes - Your one-shot birthed an OC for someone!!

And yeah, it's called Rotation - that one and Whiteout whew.

Anyway, we're talking about your Zella and I love him \o/ What you have so far is fantastic, and it's certainly enough for a full fledged OC, so I don't think you have to worry about that.

And it doesn't take much honestly, sometimes character creation is a long long process, and sometimes they come to us all at once. And sometimes real development happens in the parameters of a story, but you've got her down solid already. I love the bullets and the little personal bits here and there with the crew.

If you're fascinated with the Kid Pirate crew, I gotta make sure you're aware of @swampstew - she's got a Meet the Crew series, and yeah it's based on her head canon of them, but it's a great place to start in my opinion. (I imagine you are if you follow me, I love her Kid Pirate passion, and I bet if you're nice and ask for some head canons she'd share as much as me xD ❤️🥰)

[stealing-the-smp]

Member 4

The Glitchis Mahogany

Lives before end: 3

Alignment: Lawful Chaotic /j

jk jk lawful neutral

Sides: Lmanburg(traitor), Greater smp(current), Pogtopia(past)

Age: Immortal

Species: Glitchis

Gender: Genderqueer

Pronouns: Any

Sexuality: Bi and poly

Morals: Many! Kids need to be protected, The wars need to slow down at any cost, More

Goals: Live in peace, Help others, Be a good monarch, Not be outed as nonhuman

Likes: Royal theming, Shiny things, Fidgets, Caves, Nether fortresses(one of the best creations in this world to Mahogany), Warm places, Vian’s wings, Noting things down on sticky notes

Dislikes: Wars, His bad memory

Allies: Demi, Komo, Hydrangea, Whiterose, Nightshade, Patch, Nutmeg, Bee, Cas

Allies or Enemies or both?: Vian

Enemies: Xade, Asphodel

Family: Found family with Nutmeg and Bee they be siblings then Cas is Mahogany’s kid

Appearance: Usually in a human form with pure white eyes that tend to induce fear in anyone who sees them so are covered with sunglasses, they also have shortish brown hair and a Royal cape that’s actually weighted for comfort, they wear a fancy white button up that has ruffles near the buttons, they have a belt that is like two crossed over belts for fanciness and it has little pouches on both sides that they use to store their communicator, bandages, a pen, some paper, and anything else they may use in the day. They have a couple scars like some weird burn scars on their back where someone may have wings attach from. (long explanation)

Another form they have features three added details fox like ears and a fox like tail that are both pitch black fur and some black fur around their eyes but to be seen as human they don’t take this form often

The True form is a 44 foot fox or wolf creature with white eyes and pure black fur also the weird feeling that it should have wings? But that’s unexplained to most only one person knows what happened to the wings and it isn’t even Mahogany

Quotes:

“I’m aware I’m not supposed to exist”

“Demi you *chuckles* worry too much I’ll be fineeeeee I’ll live through anything..”

“Oh that sounds interesting count me in”

“Sighhhhh No Hydrangea you can’t just bite our enemies”

“Cas pup come here I’ll grab you some food”

“Hey Soot do you think if I bit god again he’d make all of our lives easier or harder?”

“Bee you really need to stop ramming into walls before you get a concussion……yes I know Chord needed you to break down a door but next time you two should try the handle bud”

“Oh it’s you you’ve fallen…”

“Peace?”

“It’s a deal…”

“The baker and Cypress don’t have to be in the control room given Hydrangea is just a baker and Cypress is a robot so logically nothing would happen if he got stabbed”

“Down with the revolution boys it was never meant to be”

Mouths “I’m sorry Vian”

“this didn’t bring peace……”

“I’m sorry”

“This wool is the you matter wool because you matter!”

“I guess if you want to call me a traitor…. I’m a traitor Soot”

“I don’t remember you but something in me does”

“oh ok”

whispers “I’ll continue being alone”

“I beg to join you again Vian please!”

“Vian am I a traitor again?”

“yeah i understand why you want my crown back”

“NO shit fuck what was that guy’s name?? DEMI HELP”

“I guess I’m a wanted man who’s watching sibling drama”

“Vian I need to stay here”

“Wait Chord calm down where’s Vian?”

“people would rally around me…but I’m no better then Vian….I may even be worse”

“I’m sorry Hydrangea I’m too busy with paperwork today”

“Cas why are you hiding behind me? Need help pup?”

“Yeah you can stay at my castle pup I’ll even make you a entire wing”

“why is it more peaceful when he’s gone….”

“I’m sorry Asphodel but I agree with the others you need to be locked away”

“Who would’ve thought locking Asphodel up of all people would mean so much paperwork….”

“Vian! ….oh you’re a hallucination”

“Sure yeah I’ll come pick the lil guy up”

“why do others trust me so much still”

“Pfftttt yeah you can hide in my cape pup…..actually what are baby pigs called? Piglets I think?”

“Hmmmmm here maybe you’ll be able to do sign language I’ll figure out how to adapt it for Piglets though”

“This won’t go too bad like dangerous but eh a monarch must attend a gathering such as this one”

“Oh! My dress is actually! Pants!”

“*chuckles* sure I’ll dance with you Demi”

“Oh shit heheheh yeah should’ve expected I was first”

“DEMI NO”

“Demi? You ok?”

“yeah I’ll take a explanation why are we tied to each other?”

“Oh *chuckles* you’re sweet Demi”

“You’re back? No I’m hallucinating like usual”

“Vian don’t leave I’d…I’d let you move into the castle with me!”

“Bee if Chord jumped off a cliff would you?……NO”

“Oh shit DEMI VIAN WE NEED TO GO NOW”

“I’m sorry anyone I could’ve saved…”

Replacement of

Eret

they were my favorite character so lots of info

[lcngliive]

Was that [ALVA BRATT]? Oh no no, that was just [SHIN HATI], a [CANON CHARACTER] from [STAR WARS]. They are [TWENTY FIVE] years old, use [SHE/THEY], and [ARE] aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. Too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.

how long has your character been here

they've only been here for a week.

what is your character's job

nothing yet, but she'll probs be some sort of muscle for hire.

where has your character been pulled from in their fandom

from the end of the ashoka series after being trapped.

has any magic affected your character

nope.

and any other information you might find useful for us and the other members to know!!

okay ,, this feral lil shit is shin hati, there's not much on shin's early childhood or anything like that - I'm just going to kinda make that up as i go along tbh bc the show hasn't touched much on that other than she's a force sensitive kid that baylan found not in the jedi temple or on courscant. obvs if we get a second season of ahsoka, I'll change her stuff if we find out more abt them :)

okay here we go

shin's always been force-sensitive, but obviously, because the jedi order was no more.

shin doesn't remember her parents - they were killed when shin was four and they spent time in an orphanage before baylon found them.

from there, he could see their potential to be something greater than the jedi ever were - except for most of the things she learned early on were heavily influenced by the jedi, esp the wearing of the padawan braid that she still has.

they both spent years being muscle for hire until they allied with morgan elspbeth in the hunt for thrawn, but there was always something greater than baylon wanted for both of them, so he went along with the plan to find thrawn just to further his ambitions.

so they spent years working for her and eventually broke her out of prison after she was captured by ahsoka tano.

after that, shin was sent off on a few missions of their own - specifically one to lothal to retrieve the orb that held the map to get to peridia, nd that was where she met sabine wren for the first time and where they stabbed them lmaooo.

after all of that, they managed to get the giant ass hyperspace rings working so that they could go get thrawn.

shin absolutely did not like morgan or the other nightsisters that were around, they lowkey creeped them out.

shin fought off ahsoka, sabine and ezra for a little bit - but in the end up they ran away when ahsoka asked her to join them.

but baylon had gone off and left them, so they were once again on their own, so she went off to find the hunters that they'd worked with before and that's the last we see of shin in season 1 :)

jodie's hcs abt shin :)))

was raised by a single mother, her father was killed by smugglers when they were trying to get to a different planet before shin was born.

shin bites. 100% is a biter, will bite to win a fight.

also pulls hair.

does not like being alone, it reminds them of the time when she was alone when she was a child after her mother died.

they don't know how to talk to people their own age without being rude lmaoooo.

will absolutely start a fight over anything tbh.

they favour form iv ataru - it's known as the aggression form - and a lot of shin's control comes from her anger, which is shown a lot when she spontaneously does things that are driven by anger.

here in dc

after everything that happened in the ahsoka show, shin is very confused abt how they're here??? she was still thinking they'd be stuck on peridia after thrawn left.

so she is very confused about everything, will be absolutely so defensive abt everything.

so it would be good if there was someone that would be able to kinda like show them around lmaooooo????? give them the vibes of the place pls nd thank.

potential plots

roomate(s) - idk why anyone would wanna room w/her but ?????? they clean up after themselves and probs wont say much so ????? win-win kind of situation lmaooooo.

friends - kinda like everything else??? shin doesn't trust easy and def stabs and bites so ????? take that as you will lmaooo - but def some people who are of the same sort of mind set as her ??? like the whole dark vibes nd kinda thing like that, they'd get on easily with someone like that.

a slow burn relationship - shin absolutely does not trust anyone but her master - and obs he's not here so ?????? feral lesbian is open to a ship - but it will def need to be slow burn, she has a lot of trust issues and that won't exactly make them a good partner to start off with ?????? but they'd probs end up catching feelings

friends with benefits/hookups - like before, shin is a lesbian - but this would just be random people they've met and would probably never want to see again lmaooo - but some of them could turn into something like enemies or whatever ???? down for vibes.

[cinderspots]

Hello, question : What if Reader is immortal...Don't age, Like actually immortal. Nothing can kill them. They can get sick but it won't kill them...

Hwo will the Ladies of Re8 reacts to this...Well good news ?

Ok I'm gonna make this dramatic af bc why not lol

Hope you enjoy ❤

Tag List: @minitrescu @ultimatebottom69 @imsososolesbian @luni-draws-crap @fatherse7en

Included: Mother Miranda, Mia Winters, Donna Beneviento, Alcina Dimitrescu, Bela Dimitrescu, Cassandra Dimitrescu, Daniela Dimitrescu, Alex Wesker

Mother Miranda

You get like, a normally fatal sickness

And naturally Miranda flips out

Shes trying to be in denial about it and its heartbreaking

She distances herself from you before you can say anything and one day she comes to terms with it and rushes to you

Begging you to not leave her too

And then you're just like-

Ive been trying to tell you, i cant die????

Oop Mirandas not responding anymore

Then she clings to you bc now you cant ever leave

Mia Winters

Bro you get to visit the Bakers

:0

So fun right

Youve got Mia, and youre about to leave

And then

Fucking Marguerite

(Vagina Wasps)

Appears and just like

Stabs you

Which is so rude btw, and you fall down cause you were stabbed

And mia loses her shit bc she thinks youre gonna die

And then you pop back up with this offended expression and fight her off while Mia computes

Shes got words

Donna Beneviento

Lycans are being mean

:(

They broke in and like took a nice chunk out of your stomach

And Donna thinks the only person she has was basically just killed

Goes apeshit

Then turns into a mess and wont let you speak while she tries to fix the problem

A full two hours later youre able to tell her

Shes very happy and snuggles you

Alcina Dimitrescu

Hunters were doin their dumb thing

Robbing

Attempting murder

Pushing you off a balcony

The usual

And Alcina returns just as you fall and crash into tue ground in what would absolutely be a fatal drop

D:

D:<

Stabby

You just lay there before you get up painfully

"What." "I cant die" ">:/"

Bela Dimitrescu

Cassandra gets too carried away messing around with you

And maybe you two fuck with lycans

And one goes "bitch" and bites you

But like

Your throat

(Which feels awful, and gross youre gonna have to regenerate that)

And Cassandro goes uh oh

And Bela comes by, sees that

Youre just there casually gurgling

Its not great

But :0 you get up and kill the thing

"Immortal, sorry" is all you manage to get out

Bela: we will have words

Bela: also i love you

Cassandra Dimitrescu

There are so many ways to die/almost die with cass

Pick anything

Just pick one

Cassandra actually cries

Bc she thinks youre dying and obviously shes blaming herself

Duh

And then you come back, looking guilty, with a lil "hi"

She

Goes

Apeshit

Omfg youre in so much trouble

Run

Daniela Dimitrescu

Daniela accidentally feeds too much

And you pass out

Daniela actually overreacts, it wasnt enough to kill you, just to make you pass out if you were normal

But Daniela assumes death

Freaks tf out when you wake up

???

Shes fucking overjoyed about you being immortal

You are never

Ever

Escaping

Alex Wesker

You kind of just take care of some problematic person for her

So obviously she kidnaps you

Bc duh

And finds out your immortal then

She is-

Jelly

Takes a while for yall to not be captor prisoner dynamic

You don't know when that happened

....no really when

[beomgyuls]

What About Us? || C.Beomgyu. Chapter 9

⚎ Summary - after all of your hard work, living alone with no support from your parents what so ever after you graduated college. Your father suddenly called you, announcing that there was a rather weighty deal that was made between your family and with the Choi’s. Forcefully leaving you to marry Choi Beomgyu, one of the most powerful yet mysterious CEO there is.

⚎ Pairing - Beomgyu x Reader

⚎ Genre - arranged marriage! au, ceo! beomgyu, fluff, angst.

⚎Word counting -9.1k

⚎Warnings - swearing, lil ANGST, suggestive content, making out means lots of kissing, alcohol consumption, mentions of violence, basically love making if you put it nicely? Idk what to put in anymore so basically they do it , dom!Beomgyu w/sub reader!, creampie, sweet dirty talk, :>

All of your senses must’ve left you when he finally talked back, he still leaned forward to get a good look at your face with your mouth filled with the breakfast you’re eating right now. You felt alarming with him sitting across from you, he’s already wearing such prestigious clothes, his Prada suit with his silver watch resting on his left wrist while you’re only wearing a simple white shirt and some shorts, talk about the opposites right now. Your work starts later around ten in the morning. That's why you’re still wearing these clothes but after this breakfast, Beomgyu would be already off. You ignored him and just continued eating quietly at your side of the table, the tension around both of you is still heavy and uncomfortable so it’s best to stay quiet. But his eyes. Fuck those eyes. You can’t eat properly from the way Beomgyu looks at you as he sat there quietly not even doing anything, lifting your head and you wished you didn’t at that moment because he too had his eyes on you or maybe he already did. Sighing, you stabbed your sandwich with the fork in your hand and that made Beomgyu look at you with questionable eyes.

“You can leave me alone here and just go to work”

You can feel how he studied you for a moment before standing up and leaving you as you just said and that left you dumbstruck. He even left his dirty plate and glass on the table and walked out of the dining room without sparing a single glance at you.

I was not expecting him to actually leave!

And with that, you began eating the food that was left on your plate heavily, almost like you were purposely making noise whenever the spoon and fork would hit the plate. Chewing down the last bite of the sandwich and grabbing the tall glass of water to gulp it down continuously and there Beomgyu came walking in with his attention focused on the phone in his hands. Lightly choking on your drink because he sat down again at the chair in front of you, he had his tongue poking the inside of his cheek.

You thought that he already left for work but turns out he just grabbed his phone in the living room to where it was charging earlier. He sat back down without sparing you a look but you know that he was still waiting for you to finish eating.

“Have your parents been talking to you or anything?” He suddenly asked out of nowhere and that made you lift your head in question.

“No, they haven't” You replied quickly with your eyebrows meeting together in confusion, you thought that he would continue to ask some questions but he zipped his mouth shut.

Beomgyu had his phone on top of the table with his right-hand scrolling down and the other was busy playing with his lips, you took the view in front of you quietly as you also noticed the visible eye bags that are now forming in his eyes.

“Well, my parents have been shit” He muttered, gulping down a newly poured water from his glass.

Beomgyu was saying that because whenever you’d walk down the hallway and you’ll always walk past his office, you could hear him talking to his parents through a phone call, tired, disappointed, and angry those were the three things you noticed from the way he would reply to them. He’s probably dealing with the bankruptcy issue that the media suddenly found out and that made you think if all of the things that Ken had told you were true. Did the tables have turned? Are your parents the ones that are helping his family after all? And even if it’s true, you do not care for the way they treated you was impermissible. You still remembered that one time that you and Ari were running down the hallway when you were little due to a play of tag where Siu was the one who will be chasing the two of you, she knocked down the coffee table where your father’s laptop was placed at. And when he saw it he asked the three of you nicely on who broke it but she pointed at you without hesitation and your father didn’t even cover up his voice to yell at you.

Your eyes drifted down at your left wrist where he dragged you, you can still feel it to this very day and how you defended yourself that you didn’t break his laptop and that it was Ari but he didn’t believe you, he didn’t believe that you graduated high school, he didn’t believe that you got good grades. He didn’t believe you. And how will Beomgyu believe you if you told him that he was just a cover-up from the bankruptcy that his father started at their company? Look at him now, suffering from the heavy duties as a CEO with other positions at the company where he should be applying to college entrance exams and waiting for letters, meeting friends from his college course, and going to school years ago.

I guess we’re both the same then.

“I’m done” You started, picking your plate up along with Beomgyu’s as you started walking towards the sink to wash them clean.

Beomgyu sighed as he turned his phone off and left it on top of the dinner table, walking to be beside you to turn off the sink when you’re about to start washing the dishes, rolling up the sleeves of his suit, he took the sponge away from your hand and gently moved you to the side.

“I’ll do it, you go get ready for work”

You stood frozen in place, taken back from what was happening right now in front of you. Your husband is washing the dishes in his work attire with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows so that they won’t get wet, he was focused on his current task with some of his hair falling over his face. He stopped for a moment when he still felt your presence beside him and watched his every move, “What is it?”

“Give it to me, I go to work later at 10 so I still have time. Just go already” You said austerity, moving closer to him as you took the sponge away from Beomgyu’s large hand. He moved to the side so that you were facing the sink properly, the two of you standing next to each other with words tightly zipped inside your mouths.

Just leave.

You sighed, his overwhelming presence clouding up your mind after you heard his breathing still close to you, you can’t finish anything here if he’s just going to stand there and watch you. Almost like he read your mind, Beomgyu left without saying anything, you heard the sound of his footsteps getting further and further away with him taking his scent away that used to fill up your nostrils. Hearing the front door open and close and there he’s gone.

———

“Did you and your husband get into a fight?” One of your co-workers asked after seeing you entering the main lobby of the building, you just finished parking your car and it’s been almost two weeks since you’ve been driving to work.

“Huh?” You asked, clutching your purse.

“It’s just… It’s been a while since we last saw his car in the drop area” She excused, her voice growing tinier at the very end.

You could only raise your eyebrow at her in question after what she just said. She’s clearly looking for Beomgyu, you know this girl, how she completely changed her style of clothing when she first saw your husband enter the building when he was picking you up from work and how she would smile at him sweetly. You can’t blame her for acting up because just by having Beomgyu inside a room, he dominated it, he shined out of all the businessmen who were also wearing suits and carrying briefcases, he outshined them without even doing anything.

“A little argument that’s all-”

“Awww, how could you argue with him? Who started the fight? I bet it’s you, poor Beomgyu” She sighed, looking at herself as she studied her outfit from head to toe.

“Excuse me? That’s my husband your swooning about and the one that you’re talking to right now is his wife which is me” You fought back, placing both hands on either side of your hips as you gave her a stern look which made her breathe out a nervous laugh.

“And it’s normal for married couples to have a fight what matters is they forgive each other in the end, maybe you don’t have experience because you’ve been single your whole entire life without having a partner” Your chest rose up and down with your blood boiling in frustration, closing your eyes for a moment to escape this early headache that she gave you.

Turning your back, you left her alone without waiting for her to talk, going up the elevator, and once you reached your office you quickly sat down and blew out a puff of air. The whole day you drowned yourself with work, your eyes were already hurting from staring at the bright screen of your monitor and your hands were also hurting from typing nonstop, you can’t rest now or else you’ll get out of your focus trance. Taehyun visited your office earlier and he asked you if you want to eat lunch with him but you declined his offer without even looking up at him. Now thinking about it you broke away from the computer and looked at the wall clock displayed on the wall of your room, the clock showing the time and you read that it was already three pm. Taehyun visited your office four hours ago, you then stared at the empty cup of coffee sitting beside your desk and figured that you could use a refill down at the pantry. You don’t know what’s gotten into you to think that working yourself to the brink of hunger was a good idea, you thought that if you began focusing on something you’ll forget about the complications you have with Beomgyu because the words you said earlier echoed inside your mind, about what matters is that they forgive each other at the end. But what if he doesn't? You declined his love after all.

“You’re only eating lunch now?” Ken’s voice suddenly came out of nowhere and you almost spilled your drink, the coffee was still hot!

“What are you doing here?” You asked with no energy filling up your voice as you walked to the area of the plates to get one with Ken following you still.

“Why are you following me?” You asked annoyed, the headache piling up one by one just by having him close to you after what he said the other day.

“I’m here to eat lunch as well”

“I know that! I meant, what are you still doing here in our company?” You raised your voice, hands flying up in the air to avoid his existence beside you.

“You didn’t know?”

“Know what?”

“I bought this company earlier this month, I work here and I’m your boss now” What Ken said completely lifted the soul out of your body, he said it so calmly like it’s a topic that he’s proud to tell anybody. It added up another problem that you needed to solve, he’s your boss now? You want to write a resignation letter here and now! But you have to eat first though. “What? Why?” You said without pausing your breath.

“The joint project that you handled at the last meeting was approved by the directors and now your boss allowed me to buy this company and now I’m holding two. Safe to say I’m leading the charts at any given moment now” You watched him with your eyes never leaving his face as you studied his expression, he showed no signs of ambiguity and took the seat right across your table.

“Is this really what it is all about?” You exclaimed, pushing your food to the side as you placed both hands on top of the table. Ken stopped eating first before looking up at you, his eyes heavy and smile small. “I have the wife of Choi Beomgyu here and that means there are many possibilities that I could reach if you have me as your boss and that I have you”

“So you just want to beat Beomgyu’s title is that it?” You asked with your teeth gritting together in annoyance.

“It’s more than that sweetie way more than that” He breathed out as he deepened the eye contact that the two of you started.

“What if I resign?” You bought up your diverting suggestion. “You can’t do that”

“Why not? It’s my decision whether you like it or not”

“Because if I see your resignation paper I will not sign it, remember now sweetcheeks I’m your boss. You need my signature in order for you to resign” Ken smirked, clasping his hands together as you felt your chances of escaping this company that you once love now collapsing for this man in front of you, your ex-boyfriend is now your boss.

“And if you do resign… I’ll tell the whole world that what you have going on with Beomgyu is just arranged, forced, and fake. Imagine the chaos your family and his will go through”

You didn’t say anything and just left the office pantry with your plate on hand as you planned on eating inside your office. What Ken said really triggered a gun inside of you, you felt weak upon hearing his defense because he knows that your marriage with Beomgyu is fake and now he’s using it as a tool to hold you down. You felt like your life depends on this situation right now, you badly wanted to leave this company now but the chances of the media knowing that your marriage is fake are high, you can’t bother putting anything more weight on Beomgyu’s shoulders. He did help your family and he did help you but now he’s dealing with problems that you can’t even do the favor of lending him a hand due to the state that you and him are on, it felt like you’re paddling down a lake with two exits but the result will all be the same. You’ll get drowned, injured, and left with no choice but to continue floating around the rapid waters.

Closing your eyes and there you took a deep breath and opened the glass door of your office, clearly not noticing the blurred silhouette of someone inside your office through the frosted glass walls. And when you opened your eyes they landed at the one you longed for after this tiring day, Beomgyu sat there with his long legs sprawled out, hands inside his pockets but he didn’t waste a single second after seeing you broke down to your knees. The glass plate hit the floor but you didn’t care about it, here and now you wanted to make things right, you can’t last another day without him by your side or hell hear his voice.

“Y/n? Shit!” Beomgyu cursed, kneeling down beside you to help you up and trying his best to not let the small sharp shards of plates dig into your skin. Your heart was beating faster than before after feeling him hold you close to his embrace, his scent coming close to you and there you realized that this wasn’t a dream at all.

He’s really here with you. After days of not talking to each other and acting like the other one didn’t exist, he finally got to hold you and there Beomgyu just noticed how thin your body has gotten, your lips were cracked also.

“What happened?” He asked, worry filling his voice as he spun you around to make you face him.

“W-What are you doing here?” You asked, choking in a sob from the tears that suddenly escaped your eyes.

You watched as he bit the bottom part of his lips before swallowing down the lump in his throat. “I came here to say something… but I’ll tell you it later” Beomgyu replied back as he sat you down on the couch just on the side of your office, he needs to take care of you first before anything else. He looked back at the broken plate and the so little amount of food that you put in there, just rice and a two-bite japchae.

“Did you already eat lunch?”

You took a minute to answer, afraid of what his reaction will be if you tell him that you’re just about to have one.

“I was about to but then you’re here” Beomgyu’s eyes widened slightly after hearing what you just said. Rolling up the sleeve of his suit as he looked down at his wristwatch, checking the time.

“It’s almost four,” He said.

“I know”

You heard him sigh before he took one step closer to the couch that you’re sitting at right now, he knelt down with one knee touching the floor as he used the other one as a support for his elbow. He placed himself just between your thighs with his eyes staring back at you underneath those pretty eyelashes of his, you watched him lick his lips moist first before opening his mouth to say something.

“I’ll ask someone to clean that up but for now I’ll take you outside. We’ll grab something to eat together” Your quiet sniffles are only his answer before he stood up and took both of your hands in return. Dragging you outside the building to head straight to his BMW 7 Series that’s parked just outside as you allowed him to bring you to where he wanted.

———

You and Beomgyu sat down at a fancy steakhouse that he dragged you in to eat, the quiet and calm atmosphere managed to also calm down your rapid-beating heart because the whole ride you didn’t get to look at Beomgyu or talk to him after what happened at your office earlier. He loosened the tie around his neck before taking the menu, he looked so adorable studying the food choices with his lips pouted in seriousness and how his eyes grew round like a child.

“What do you want?” Beomgyu asked you, taking a quick glimpse at you across the table with soft eyes getting covered by small parts of his hair.

“Just the meal with fries” You managed to say under his alluring gaze, the crystal chandeliers shined half of his face to create the perfect shadow for him.

Beomgyu nodded his head and called the waiter to take your orders, he didn’t even look at his wallet when he took out one of his cards for he was busy talking to the waiter. When the waiter was finished writing down on his notepad, he lowered his head first before walking away. You leaned back on your chair with you hugging yourself, your stomach growling quietly due to the fact that you’re only eating lunch now and it’s steak with your husband.

“So, what is it that you wanted to tell me?”

“Hmm?”

You eyed him with your nose scrunched up by his response and Beomgyu couldn’t help but lick his lips. He relaxed his shoulders for a quick moment before returning your gaze, you quickly felt the butterflies that you missed feeling for the past couple of weeks. “What is it?” You said again.

“We’re going to have a meeting with your father’s COO along with the CEO of your company. We’ll be discussing with the board directors on what will be our new project, it needs approval or measurement of good reasons” He finishes with his usual authoritative voice, blinking a couple of times to process what he just said. The chief operating officer of your father’s company will be there with Beomgyu as the CEO of his own company and with yours as well, Ken. Your head is already hurting from thinking about the situation you’re going to be in later, your uneasy eyes caught Beomgyu’s attention along with your unsteady hands.

“Are you okay? You don’t have to come if you don’t want to” Beomgyu asked with concern leaking through his deep voice.

“I-It’s fine I’ll go” You put out a small smile to say that you’re really fine about the whole thing. The food came right after that, the delicious smell of the new grilled steak watered your mouth and the crispy fries made you finish the whole plate in one seating.

After eating, it was already six in the evening but Beomgyu dropped you back at your office so that you could grab your purse and also lock your office doors, Ken wasn’t there anymore and that got you thinking that maybe he was already getting ready for the meeting. And the broken plate that you dropped was no longer on the floor when you checked it, and once you’re done you drove back home with the use of your car. Walking inside Beomgyu’s bedroom, the room that you haven’t been in for days and you almost forgot how his scent dominated the whole area that got you to look around, the room still looked the same except for the pillows from your side of the bed was gone and it was just his displayed in there. You came here to pick some dresses that you might wear for later tonight, they were still inside your shared closet. Letting out a heavy sigh, you turned your heels and walked towards the double doors of the walk-in closet, knowing that Beomgyu was already inside from the shuffling sounds coming through when you pushed one of the doors open and you were greeted by a rather inviting sight of Beomgyu buttoning up his dress shirt. He stopped mid-way after seeing you standing by the entrance, he looked back at himself in question as to why you suddenly stopped walking, and once he finally realized the situation, he bit down his lip and turned his back at you.

You swallowed down the lump in your throat before completely entering the walk-in closet, walking to the other side where some of your clothes still reside. The two of you focused yourselves on getting dressed, only the sound of hangers, drawers, and perfumes getting used could be heard. Your eyes caught sight of a beautiful dress that you didn't know that you had, it was long and had a small slit around your feet area so that you can walk properly around it, the YSL dress struck you completely and due to its beauty, you took it out of the hanger. Beomgyu who was busy fixing the ends of his dress shirt stopped after seeing you walk inside the dressing room inside the walk-in closet with the dress in hand, he praised himself for buying you a new dress that you liked, it matches his outfit for later perfectly. He was just skimming through the closet earlier when he noticed that you don’t have that many dresses so he decided to buy you one with a good heart. Walking towards the chair where the blazer of his suit was but stopped after hearing your small grunts of defeat, eyebrows coming together in confusion but his face relaxed after realizing the situation that you’re in.

“Do you need help?” Beomgyu asked you from the other side of the curtain, his shoes peeking through the small gap from below. You looked at yourself in front of the mirror, the dress fitted you like a glove but the only problem was the zipper at the back, it was so low and you can’t close it up on your own.

“Y/n?”

“Huh? Uh… yes” You said in defeat as you watched the black curtain move to the side and Beomgyu walks inside the small room that was only for one person, your eyes were stuck on him like they were glued on how handsome he looked, the black dress shirt alone and the black slacks could ruin you completely. His lips were parted with his white teeth showing through, he had his hair styled down and the collar of his neck was also decorated by a smart tie, you slowly turned around with your back fully exposed to him, and you watched his delicate hands work the zipper up to the nape of your neck. His warm touch made you flinch for whenever a small amount of his skin gets glided up with yours, your cheeks were betraying you on how red they looked when you watched the scene in the mirror, you quickly remembered your first night here in his house, you were wearing your wedding gown and was having a hard time untying the ribbon at the back so you asked Beomgyu’s help to remove it but now he’s helping you wear your dress.

“There… all done” Beomgyu’s baritone voice brought you back to your senses, you quickly regretted your choice of saying thank you when you faced him, his cheeks were rosy too and his tall figure was towering over you, the small room suffocated you when he leaned down to meet your eyes.

“T-Thank you” You choked back and took one step back to create some distance between the two of you. Beomgyu nodded his head before walking out of the dressing room, you watched him wear his black blazer with white thin stripes all around it. You caught sight of him rapidly blinking away like he was calming himself down before leaving you alone inside the walk-in closet.

———

Arriving at the meeting place which was a five-star restaurant made you look at it in awe, the tall building with lights twinkling from the floors above made your eyes reflect them. To your surprise the entrance of the restaurant wasn’t crowded like some venues you attended so far with Beomgyu, it was just only the service guard in front of the crews. You are also quick to wrap your arm over Beomgyu’s extended ones when the two of you walked through the glass doors, the eyes of regular citizens that were eating stopped when they saw Beomgyu or maybe even you by seeing the dress that you’re wearing. Beomgyu talked to the front desk first saying that he came in with a reservation with other guests that are waiting on the sixth floor of the restaurant, thanking the staff the two of you walked towards the elevator. The elevator doors opened once it reach its floor and right across it was a frosted glass floor with the word saying V.I.P in gold lettering. Your heart began to beat fast when the doors opened, you fixed your posture after seeing the table in the center of the room, there sat your father’s COO and Ken together talking.

“Mr. and Mrs. Choi. Nice to finally see the two of you arrive safely” Cheol, the COO of your father’s company stood up from his seat to shake both of your hands. You smiled at the man that’s nearly the same age as your father then your eyes caught a glimpse of Ken smiling just at his side.

You and Beomgyu sat down next to each other with Cheol and Ken just right across the table, they first started with their usual greeting and you could hear how Ken introduced himself to Beomgyu, saying that he managed to work on a project all on his own. You noticed how Beomgyu poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue, clearly finding his cockiness amusing for a multibillionaire like him that reached the charts at a young age and is now one of the most successful businessmen in the industry. This single achievement that Ken’s currently bragging about is just a penny to his wallet but he chose to be kind and congratulated him, he was once in his position back then so it’s best to praise him.

“Are we ready to order our food?” Cheol asked all of you around the table.

“Yes sure,” You said with a nod.

The waiter came after having it called and then left when all of you finished saying your orders. And when the food came you were surprised at how this meeting is going on very smoothly, Ken wasn’t bothering you and Cheol would ask you questions which you’ll reply with your honest opinion, they would even ask for your thoughts on this project that they’re talking about. Beomgyu could only watch to the side in astonishment at the way you deliver your expression and that made him wonder why you don’t have your own company yet because you already have everything from the knowledge of handling a business and how to run it.

“I’ll take that suggestion, thank you Y/n. What do you say Beomgyu? Do you agree with your wife?” Cheol asked.

“Yes-” Beomgyu looked up from his glass before responding but he was stopped by Ken’s voice injecting the conversation.

“Why don't you ask me? I'm her boss and the CEO of the company that she's working in” Your breath got caught in the wind as his gaze erased you slowly, the whole table grew quiet from what Ken said with his head held high. Cheol mastered the courage to let out a breathy laugh, trying to layer the suffocating atmosphere from Beomgyu’s clenched jaw and Ken’s clenched fist.

“Y-You’re right haha how careless of me, so what do you say Sir. Ken? Do you agree to Y/n’s proposal?” Cheol started and the poor man, you can see a fresh layer of sweat forming on his forehead due to his nervous state. “I agree with what she said but we have to discuss it further alone. Just the two of us”

You froze dead on the spot as you felt like someone poured a bucket filled with water on you from above when you caught sight of Beomgyu’s stare, his eyes were dead due to the many thoughts that came flying all at once inside his mind. Why are you not talking back? Do you have something going on with Ken?

“Excuse me” You left without turning to look back at the table as you disappeared around the corner to go to the lady's washroom, your breathing goes back to normal from the moment you realized that you’re now alone. It might be a horrible decision to leave Beomgyu behind at the same table with your ex-boyfriend but Cheol’s there right? Surely they won’t go to each other’s necks. You sighed and washed your hands to cool them down, staring at yourself in front of the mirror you began taking deep breaths preparing yourself to see them again, but you took your time getting ready, you stared out of nowhere and chewed down on your lip until it grew swollen. You wanted to walk out of the room from the moment Ken started talking with Beomgyu earlier, you were afraid that he will reveal your past relationship with him and worst ruin him with his venomous words. Then you watched a shadow coming closer, the sounds of footsteps nearing you at any given moment as you saw Ken who had his body leaned back at the wall behind him.

“What are you doing here?” You asked, afraid that people might get the wrong idea if they noticed that the two of you are not at the table.

“I told you that we’ll discuss things when we’re alone right?” He grinned, hands coming to run them along with his hair when he turned to look at you.

“I just want to accompany my husband to this dinner meeting alright? Don’t go doing some stupid shit about what we had in the past. Yes, we were together but that was years ago Ken, grow the fuck up and get a life” Straightforwardly you spat those words to his face, cloning your hands into a ball of fist when you felt yourself shaking with anger when he took a step closer until your back met the cold wall behind you.

“I am getting a life” He replied, inches away from your face.

“Y/n?” You felt your world stop when you heard Beomgyu’s voice, you looked over Ken’s shoulder and there you saw him standing at the other end of the hallway. His eyebrows furrowed from seeing you with Ken just inches away from touching you, you watched him take long strides when he decided to come closer.

“What’s going on?” Beomgyu asked, his tone of a voice deep and cold for it to send shivers down your whole body. You flattened your hands on top of Ken’s chest and pushed him away aggressively causing him to take a few steps back, you noticed Beomgyu’s clenched fist from your distance.

“I was just talking to my girlfriend” Ken started with a bubbly laugh after seeing how pale Beomgyu’s face got before he turned to meet your eyes as he showed that he was looking for answers.

“Ken shut the fuck up! We are not together anymore! How many times do I have to get it inside your head?!” You shouted furiously with your vision growing blurry from the tears that were starting to form in the corner of your eyes. You panicked at the situation you’re in right now because Beomgyu’s here to hear everything unfold in front of him, crumpled paper still opening one by one.

“Y/n” Your head snapped back to Beomgyu who kept a calm and collected posture, both hands inside his pockets as he eyed Ken through the pieces of hair that got fallen in front of his face. “Come here”

You gulped down the heavy feeling and began taking steps close to him, feeling him watching your every move and you felt safe just having him watch over you. But you stopped with a sharp halt when arms got locked on your shoulders, Ken goes behind you to pull you close to him as your face screamed terror.

“Fucking let go of her man!” Beomgyu growled angrily after seeing you in somebody’s arms, his voice hitting every corner of the hallway. He was planning to punch Ken but stopped because you’re in between them and that means that if he continued it, you’ll get hurt for meeting his fist.

“Shit” Beomgyu whispered to himself. Guess you’ll have to do it yourself, you hunched your body and sprung it back up as the back of your head hits Ken’s chin. You wasted no time running straight to your husband’s opened arms, Beomgyu gently moved you closer behind him as he launched himself to Ken’s body, punching his face with his stone-hard fist, they were now both on the floor with Beomgyu hovering over Ken’s body as you can see steams of anger surrounding Beomgyu.

“Beomgyu!” You shouted with your chest filled with panic. Your feet got frozen on the ground when Ken kicked Beomgyu up for him to get punched, his right cheek bleeding from the sudden force. Sounds of heavy punches filled the hallway and your eyes shake in fear after seeing Beomgyu’s mouth filled with blood, you grabbed his arm and pulled him back with your knees managing to move as they grew wobbly from that time.

“Beomgyu, let’s go” You begged, pleading eyes coming to a show when he looked at you. His hair was messy, his knuckles busted from the punches he put on Ken, and his state was a wreck but not like Ken who was bleeding painfully, he had a busted lip and a big bruise on his left eye.

“I’m taking her to my company. Starting tomorrow she’s working for me” That’s what Beomgyu said before removing the blazer of his jacket to cover your exposed shoulder, as the two of you began walking away.

———

You rushed towards the bathroom inside Beomgyu’s room to grab the first aid kit, your hands were still shaken up in fear when Beomgyu came walking inside the bathroom to spit down his crimson-colored saliva, he sighed heavily whilst turning the water on the sink to wash his mouth, applying water to his messy hair also as the tips of his hair grew heavy for small droplets of hair to fall. You closed the cabinet after grabbing the first aid kit, turning to look at Beomgyu who was still spitting out blood from his mouth but the redness was slowly fading.

“Go sit on the bed, I’ll treat your wounds” You spoke softly under the quiet bathroom, watching him turn the water off and left without saying anything but he still followed your orders. Following him, still on your dress with Beomgyu also in his suit as he sat down on his side of the bed, watching you with heavy eyes when you sat right next to him, only the lamp from the bedside table was on as it created a quiet and calming atmosphere around the big cold room.

You began taking out the ointment for wounds along with some cotton balls for the mixture to get absorbed, gently you cupped Beomgyu’s cheek and forced him to face you, his long lashes flickering under the shadows as he watched you quietly. You ignored the way he was looking at you intensely and just drowned yourself in the task at hand, you bite down your lip harshly when you saw a huge scar decorating his defined cheekbones, a cut on his lip also. Choking your tears away when you heard Beomgyu’s grunts whenever you would dab the cotton ball at his wounds, it pains you to hear him like this, you wished to hear him for the past couple of days but not like this. Grabbing a new cotton ball for his knuckles, you picked up his right hand but you just stared at it, you forgot how big his hand was, slowly you filled in the gaps and intertwined them together.

“I’m fine,” Beomgyu said as he squeezed your hand in his after noticing the tear that failed to escape his attention.

“No, you’re not fine! I’m not fine! We’re not fine Beomgyu!” You were on the verge of breaking down when your heart realized that all of this was your fault.

“I’m sorry- It’s just, there’s a lot going on both of our lives and all I could think about was our argument that night. The way I yelled at you, I shut you down and I got you to not notice me for a whole damn week by my stupidity, Beomgyu I hurt you, so fucking bad that I don’t even know if you’ll ever forgive me because you have this good heart of yours that took care of me this whole time we got married. And all that I bought you was mixed emotions and nothing! I can’t even give you the love that you wanted from a girl like me! I’m stupid, useless and a horrible wife to not accept your love! You’re too good for me Beomgyu” You cried, hitting your chest with your closed fist where your heart resides, salty tears rolling down your cheeks when you saw how Beomgyu looked down at you with pity.

“So damn good that I can’t repay it”

“Hey! Enough of that” Beomgyu caught both of your hands and clasped them around his, you watched him bring it closer to his lips for he planted a soft kiss on them.

“But Is it true that I’m going to be working at your company tomorrow? You’re not kidding about that?” You asked, wiping the tears from your eyes but you felt his thumb doing the same thing, the pads of them wiping the salty waters away from your soft cheek. “Why would I joke about that?” Beomgyu chuckled, with a smile for the cut on his lip to worsen. “After what happened earlier, I wouldn’t let you go of you now”

You closed your eyes when you felt him cupping your cheek, caressing it gently with his steady breaths filling the quiet room for a minute. “Now I know” You heard him say as he picked up the first aid kit and placed it to the side.

“Know about what?” You asked confusion written all over your face from what Beomgyu just said.

“Earlier this month when you mentioned to me your joint project with Ken’s company I also heard from my secretary that he decided to buy the company you’re working in after seeing you there. At first, I let it slip on why he suddenly bought the company but after hearing that you two are ex-lovers everything makes sense but why didn’t you resign? I could’ve taken you to work at my company if you’re working in that kind of environment and CEO” Beomgyu’s jaw clenched as he waited for you to say something, this is what you two needed. You two needed to talk but the outcome of this might go on another way.

“H-He knows about our marriage and what’s behind it Beomgyu, I told him that I would resign earlier but he threatened me about it, he said that he would not sign it because he’s my new CEO now and he would tell the whole world about our arranged marriage along with the bankruptcy your company faced years ago” You explained and watched how Beomgyu grew serious towards the topic.

“What else did he tell you?”

Your mouth opened and closed like a fish out of the water and is about to die due to the lack of oxygen when you saw how sharp his face got with his eyebrows meeting together like he’s thinking about something. “He also told me that the reason your father stepped down from the position of being the CEO of your company was because of the bankruptcy and he put you in his position as a cover-up to avoid the news to spread. I don’t know if that’s true-”

“It’s true, I asked my father about it” His voice stopped you and from your distance, you could see how his face fell, his eyes were showing swirled emotions about everything, there’s sadness inside them, disappointment, and anger as he breathed out a puff of air before turning to face you. The moonlight lighting half of your face when you caught his eyes, “But I don’t regret being in his shoes at such a young age back then because look at me now, I’m successful and I’m married to you but it sucks that I’m the one who is cleaning up his mess by paying all the debts he placed on the company” Your lips started quivering from the words you just heard, he included you in his life as a partner and as you. He put his heart in the clouds and to your surprise, it started heading straight to you, every piece of you wanted him to stay, you don’t even care about what the media will say now because at this moment you knew what will happen next.

“Do you love me? You know that I already love you but I want to hear it from you too” He asked, eyes soft as he stared at you deeply under the cold room, his chest heaving up and down and you can hear how your heart banged your chest. You licked your lips, leaning closer to him as you brushed your lips on his own before whispering right beside his ear the words that he wanted to hear from you.

“I love you-” He cut your voice off with his mouth and silenced you with his tongue. All permissions were unlocked for him when you kissed him back, gently he pushed you down the bed, just like how the night went, Beomgyu took off its restraint. He kissed you passionately fast like he was waiting for this exact moment to happen, you could feel his warm kisses decorating your mouth, his soft lips pressing with yours dotingly. Your dress rides up your thigh for Beomgyu to grab your leg as he pulls you closer to him, it’s like your mind went completely blank when he touched you. “Fuck” He said through the kiss, his hot breath fanning your neck. The desire inside you suddenly turned on when you saw how swollen Beomgyu’s lips had gotten, eager looks, and lingering touches that slid into places where only those who are deserving of trust can reach. You trust Beomgyu.

“What's our safe word?” He asked, pinning your wrists down beside your head as you looked up at him, his hair was disheveled and you could taste the blood that came from his lips inside your mouth.

“S-Strawberry” That random word just flew inside your head and you wanted to smack yourself again for being dumb but Beomgyu found it adorable how you blushed and looked away from him.

“Strawberry it is,” Beomgyu started, placing a soft kiss on the corner of your lip before whispering something sweeter than candy.

“I love you too”

You closed your eyes when you felt him trail kisses down your neck, ghosting his fingertips on your skin, and there you felt him stop moving. His bubbly laugh filled the air and it tickled your neck as it made you laugh as well, Beomgyu realized something, something that might have turned him on the spot. “I just realized something,” He said, playing with your hair whilst kissing your ear lightly.

“What?” You laughed, hands coming to unbutton his dress shirt. Just hearing his laugh alone created butterflies inside your stomach, he licked his lips in success after finding the zipper of your dress behind you.

“I was the one who put this dress on you and now I'm the one who will be removing it from you” Beomgyu exclaimed and with fast hands, he unzipped your dress from behind for the cold air to hug your skin. You hummed in satisfaction when his fingers continued to run along the metal adorned on your bra, snapping it off and throwing it on the floor. You were too focused on removing his dress shirt to even notice him already decorating your chest with purple patches passionately, you arch your back and that made Beomgyu remove your dress completely. Grinning up at him when you finally got all the buttons done, you ran your fingers down to his defined stomach.

“Don’t do that yet baby” Beomgyu moaned, biting his lip he took his shirt off, and the top part of him is now completely exposed for your eyes to see. You flinched from the tingles seeping through your veins from the moment Beomgyu ran a hand down to your panties. His lips curl into a smirk before diving down to attack your neck again, “Are you ready now? Or do you want to stop?”

“C-Continue” You begged, capturing his lips once again to a heavy session. You noticed how he's been busy attacking your shoulders and then you remembered Ken, how he had his arms around them earlier. Just the thought of Beomgyu making you his right now broke your mind to process everything, you could hear the sound of his belt getting unbuckled and that got your toes curling in excitement, heart beating at the same pace as his. Your body was glowing with how you responded to his touches, and there Beomgyu pushed your panties off your goosebump-filled legs. You felt him sigh between your legs as he began leaving wet kisses between, stopping just right there.

“You're driving me insane,” Beomgyu said deeply through heavy-lidded eyes that got drunk at the sight of you completely bare below him. His finger traces your lips, swirling a soft motion around that masks your clit and that releases a moan from you, your hips playing along with the rhythm of how he's playing with you. “Fuck me”

Beomgyu licked his lips from what he just heard from you, he completely had driven you crazy because he never expected that from you. “Oh, I will” Beomgyu was hard on his words, the heat between your legs started pooling your body with waves of it crashing your bones. Beomgyu released shattered breaths when he pushed a finger inside you, your reaction was satisfying to him from the way you began moaning more. He slides his other hand across your back, his fingers dragging into your skin until they come to rest at your hips, keeping you steady when he started thrusting his fingers faster inside of you.

Your grip around the sheets tightened when you felt yourself getting near but you let out a whine when he pulled out, but Beomgyu had other plans. He stood up properly to remove his pants along with everything he still had on him, both of you are now completely bare, taking the moment to look at each other when you saw him. Beomgyu crawled back on top of you, wasting no time capturing your lips into a much-needed kiss, you only noticed now how he was a very good kisser, he bit your lips, pulled them, and licked them. You moaned to the kiss when you felt him go inside you without even saying anything, the feeling making you go crazy and full already. Beomgyu broke away from the kiss, his low grunts sounding like honey to your ears, he was on cloud nine because he can watch your expression with every thrust he makes, he would plant light kisses on your collar bone from time to time when he needed to control himself.

“Shit, baby you feel so good” Beomgyu began, shifting himself closer so he could be fast on the next few thrusts if he pushes himself in further, your moans were getting inside his head, energizing him to go faster.

“Beomgyu…” In this position, he can watch the way his name would leave your mouth when you had your eyes rolling at the back of your head at how good it feels. You looked up, eyes seeing the way a layer of sweat was forming on his forehead with his eyes closed, you cupped his cheeks with pants leaving your mouth, running up to wipe his sweat and brushing the fallen strands of hair away from his face. When Beomgyu felt you touching his face he snapped his eyes open, leaning down to press a quick kiss on the top of your head, after that he looked down at him going in and out of you, loving the view that he’s seeing as he felt you coming close to your end. You moaned and grabbed his arms for support when Beomgyu decided to drive you wild and insane at the same time, you were so close to coming undone. You were a moaning mess after the other, everything switched off of you when Beomgyu thrusted one more time inside of you, his small growls started harmonizing with your whines, and there you cummed with him still inside of you.

“Beomgyu!” You moaned, hugging him after feeling your release, and you watch how his thrusts started to slow down, pulling out of you with a low sigh, Beomgyu released himself just above your womanhood. Painting your skin white after the heavy session you just had with him, you watched the way he smiled afterward, the feeling of sensitivity slowly taking over you. Beomgyu then reached down to his dress shirt on the floor to clean both of you up, when he was done he placed a few more kisses on your lips before pulling you close to him. Embracing you warmly and you hugged him back, playing with his hair as he took the spot beside you to be with you, pulling the blanket close with both of your naked bodies still present.

“Are you alright?” Beomgyu asked after a couple of silence that was lingering around the two of you, you looked up at him with a small smile before pressing a kiss on the corner of his cheek. “I’m alright” You laughed, you felt your heart leaping happily when you saw his smile, you were stopping yourself to jump in excitement from what just happened earlier. You told him you love him and he replied back, creating this opportune atmosphere for the both of you, your cheeks were blushing red and you can tell that Beomgyu saw it from the way his laughter increased.

“What?” He asked, laughing after seeing you turn your back on him, dragging the blanket with you. “Are you only getting shy now? After everything that had happened?”

You felt betrayed by how your smile widened from what Beomgyu just said, grabbing a pillow you slapped it across his toned chest. “Come here” He coos, opening his arms for you and you followed. You rested your head on top of his chest, hearing his heartbeat close to you as it made you close your eyes, his warmth, touch, and scent all felt like home now.

“Gyu” You called to him softly.

“Yeah?” His calm and deep voice vibrated underneath you.

“I love you”

Beomgyu smiled like a crazy man, he needs to get used to this. This new feeling that only you can bring to him, and he’ll do his best to return the amount of love that you’re willing to give him even if it costs everything just to have you in his life is enough.

“I love you too, baby” He followed, pulling you close to him with your sleeping frame coming close for him to see as he pressed a soft kiss on top of your head before finally sleeping with you in his arms.

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Can you write Yn pranks Mikey by calling him bro and how would he react?!?

A/n: I’m sorry this was incredibly sloppy and shitty towards the end.

You groaned, reaching over the side of your bed and over your desk to where you phone where you squinted your eyes against the sudden brightness to make out the text your gremlin of a boyfriend sent you almost everyday without fail.

Mikey Wikey: good morning babe :) ready for our movie night tonight?

Mikey didn’t have to try all that hard to make you smile as everything he did either had you wanting to pull your hair out or smother him in affection; He allowed himself to naturally be himself with you and tell you anything on his mind, stupid or not, and you were confident enough to say that he made you feel the same way. Though today in particular you wanted to create some unnecessary chaos, completely unprovoked mayhem in the form of a innocent little prank. So instead of responding back with your usual morning text you decide to type:

You: Morning bro. Plz try not to fall asleep on me like last time. I don’t want to have to carry you again, you actually weigh a ton for a dude of your stature and I’m just a weak noodle.😞

You placed your phone back down before getting the idea that you should get up seeing as you were already awake and weren’t going to be going back for an extra five minutes anytime soon without waking up seconds afterwards staring at your ceiling. Mikey didn’t appear to have text back when you checked your phone later on as you sat down to eat your snack of choice which was weird within itself but you brushed it off as him having important stuff to do with Toman; not that it was an issue, you just didn’t want him to come over with cuts, prominent bruising and more for you to patch up seeing as you were essentially their healer considering the fact that they heavily refrained from going to the hospital on more then one occasion to get treatment for a stab wound. You swore those boys were giving you grey hairs sooner then you’d like every time they practically had to drag their bloodied and battered selves to you.

You were just about finished with you food when you received another text from Mikey:

Mikey wikey: you know I hate it when you call me bro y/n! I’m you’re boyfriend! Do you not love me anymore?! 🥺😣

You had to bite back your laughter to prevent yourself from choking on the remnants of food in your mouth as you texted back;

You: oh don’t be so dramatic you know I love you bro. Never doubt that. 🥰🥰

You knew firsthand that Mikey didn’t like it when you call him bro, especially when you were both coming to terms with your emotions for one another that after you started dating you were quick to drop it and in exchange call him the sappiest nicknames you could possibly think of in order to see your gremlin boyfriend smile brightly at you. So for you to just go back to calling Mikey bro must seem really confusing to say the least and a cause of worry. You were brought out of your thoughts when a series of knocks from your door brought you back to reality; you weren’t expecting anyone other then Mikey, whom your knew wasn’t coming until later in the day, but made your way to the door anyways to see who it could possibly be only to be greeted by a pouting Mikey.

Seeing your boyfriend pout was never a good sign but you didn’t want to give up the prank so easily that you just faked innocence and tilted your head to the side, “hey Mikey I thought you were coming by later? What wrong bro? Someone hurt?” Mikey only pouted even more as he buried his head into your neck. “What happened to calling me baby, babe, gremlin, lil shit, sweetheart, cutie pie, my taiyaki, anything other then bro! Anything other then that! Sometimes it feels like you do this out to spite me and it’s mean of you!” You brought a hand to his head, brushing you fingers through his hair, pressing a kiss there while he was still tucked into your neck. “Bro look I’m so-“ before you finished your sentence Mikey pulled away just to show you his back as he huffs, crossing his arms over his chest. “Mikey-“ you began but were cut off once more, “I swear if you call me bro one more time I’m revoking your cuddling privileges and you won’t get no more cuddles from your boyfriend…for a week.” Mikey tried to sound steady in his words but his threats only affected him more then they did you seeing how he was the one who always clings to your for hugs and affection then you did him.

“You sure you can go without hugs for a week bro?”

“Quit calling me that!” Mikey yelled as he puffed out his cheeks, embarrassed that you caught him in his own trap. “I don’t know who put you up to this mean prank but it’s mean. I just want to cuddle and kiss my significant other without anything ruining that.” It was obvious that Mikey was slowly getting irritated by your harmless prank. You had to admit the prank started to get a bit stale after awhile and decided that it would be best to drop it now before it became a problem for you and Mikey that you walked up behind him to give him a big hug as you rest your head into his neck, prepping kisses there as you tried to butter him up. “I’m sorry baby, I didn’t mean any harm by it. I just found your pouting face to be the cutest fucking thing in existence.” You lightly chomp on his cheek, making him chuckle, “reminds me of a chipmunk.” You added, spreading a few kisses across his neck and face before pulling away to see that beautiful smile of his.

“Chipmunk? That’s a new one.” Mikey said absentmindedly, “I like it. Better then being called bro.” You only laughed before dragging him into the house, “okay, okay I get it, no more calling you bro ever, now come here and give me my cuddles.”

“Yay!”

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@ioixoi sure :']

Btw sorry for late reply I only post on weekends :/

Gender: All (might have a few female pronouns sorry if that bothers you but it's for all genders) <3

Tw. Yandere shit, unhealthy behavior, abuse, manipulation, other such themes.

Anyways enjoyy~

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𝐉𝐞𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫

ok ok Darling you get hurt way to many times for doing this

This sort of behavior lands your ass in SO many dark bruises

Because I see Jeff as a sadistic and manipilative yandere he will take advantage of what you say and obviously use it against you.

The slightest slip up and you're done for with or without you being impulsive

It all depends on what you say honestly if you were too---

Ok! Picture this...! You were to say some kind of insult....

Well let's be honest If you're a fighter you're saying insults all the time and he wouldn't really care. But if you're a Lil more shy and reserved darling he won't take that lightly oh no no no.....he will take his daily anger out on you by maybe a few stabs won't hurt, ALOT of yelling/screaming and mocking of what you said, and gives you some very dark bruises.

What If you were to blurt out your chance to escape by accident? C'mon are you really that bad?

It's very obvious he didn't take that lightly he ties you up in a very dark room and has his "fun" with you..... he does fuck you relentlessly until you can't breathe and hits you and does try out his new knife collection did I mention he cut of your hands? He just calls you profanities and insults over and over!

He cuts of your hands for 2 simple reasons.

He needs something of you EVERYWHERE he goes.

He just loves to see you suffer and cry!

Don't even try escaping you WON'T make it very far I guarantee.

"NOW WILL YOU BEHAVE NOW I'VE BEEN BUSTING MY ASS OFF AND THIS IS THE THANKS I GET?!?....you worthless piece of shit.

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𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 [I enjoyed writing his part alot]

Ahhh where do I begin?

In my previous fanfic I mentioned that slenderman doesn't keep you in the mansion with all the other pastas.....No...No...No...No

You have a mansion like house even DEEPER into the woods just for measurement .

He is very delusional and obsessed with you.

Will not always use violence because darling in his eyes you are a pure ANGEL and would never do anything wrong in his eyes right!?

But....he does not always see you as an angel.

His glare is just enough to keep you in place so much for that, and he WILL work your pride down to the Dust.

You absolutely must put yourself after him isn't he your master..? Don't you belong to him!? And he belongs to you, after 100+ years of being alone he finally found his soulmate! And he WILL do anything to get you to love to him whether you like it or not.

But let's say you still have a beam of pride in you.

You insult him ,he won't do much its exactly like getting a slap on your wrist as a kid

Speak about trying to escape well...? He knows you can't escape so keep on dreaming darling let that fantasy in your head live on because that is the only place where that will be happening.

So your punishment for talking about escape without much thought is just a while day without food nor water.

C'mon you'll survive.....

"I don't get why you humans eat so much, honestly ."

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𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 (𝐄𝐉)

He doesn't care.

All he cares about is if your safe and that you love him

But sometimes if you were to say some kind of insult without any realization you may just BREAK his calm composure.

His punishments aren't that bad I suppose....

Does starve you a bit but not to an extent the longest time he starved you for was around 3 days.

He finds it cute when you walk around will so many bites from when he was punishing you. It's just SOOO CUTE!!

The bites also help mark you so people know that your his.

Unlike slender and Jeff he doesn't keep you in isolation he lets you roam around the house freely with a catch.

He HAS TO carve his name into your skin so people will know you're HIS!

Thats why around the mansion many people avoid you and that's, just depressing isn't it?

We're to talk about escaping?

All hell breaks lose

He does break your bones that's to prevent you from escaping/to slow you down.

And just lock you in a dark room to go and eat some kidneys :/

"Ugh....this again, Darling we've talked about this you're gonna love my one way or another. "

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𝐓𝐢𝐜𝐜𝐢 𝐓𝐨𝐛𝐲

Toby is an interesting yandere....

Most delusional, possessive, obsessed mess ever.

You insult him? your just angry or in a bad mood....are you on your period again love? (For all my nerds who have those 👀)

Toby would NEVER think you did something bad

He ALWAYS wants to be touching you he's very clingy you could say.

Never thinks that you would do something bad you cheat on him (look out for that in the other part of my last fanfic 🌚 *hint, hint*) he just thinks your taken advantage of, really he does!

Thinks of you as a goddess/god/beautiful being

Blurt out your plan on escaping by chance?.....That's a really funny joke love tell him another!, he does love it!

Although he treats you like royalty DONT even have a single thought of escaping, cause if you do...he WILL make sure your delt with for good.

Make sure to do as he says and you'll have an injury free life with him!

"Hahaha! D-d-darling t-that w-was so f-f-funny!! Ahaha!"

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Bonus Cuz I feel bad-

( I'll try to improve on writing the proxies more, if anyone has more info on what their personalitys are like please tell me I will appreciate it so much!) [Edit: I know how to write the proxies better now-]

𝐁𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝

Well Ben isn't a virus for nothing

I see him as a Sadistic and Possessive yandere.

Insult him he won't take that kind of conduct kindly.

He is very creative when coming to punishments he will trap you inside a scary game a watch you beg and scream for help.

He finds it more of a show no....that's an understatement a very exciting movie!

Invites Jeff and E.J. to see you suffer

He won't admit it but loves it when his Darling is crying.

Even say a word on escaping

You might just see your life flash before your eyes.

I will not be going into too much detail but you can guess where I'm going.

He's just someone who wants to be loved nothing else...

Many people don't wanna come near you because of His possessiveness.

You may just be stuck as his pet for all eternity.

"Hehe..Bae you can't escape, EVER!

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