#same with chuckie honestly. SO hot.

[anxsity]

bro what the fuck was that

do NOT care what happens this game i am wounded and have fallen ill and its terminal

0.92 ⭐ / 5 ⭐

you know.

[bbokicidal]

Slashers - OT8 [SKZ]

Disclaimers : Just a small post I thought would be fun to make. Also - this is all just for GOOD FUN for the month of October and spooky season. These killers are nasty and awful and we all know that - I am in no way saying the Stray Kids members are represented by these slashers (who are fictional characters remember) and I do not mean to say 'they're exactly like these awful people.' because that's just dumb. Don't go thinking that now. C'mon. Common sense.

Warnings : None really, just horror movie slashers included

If you want a part two of the members as other horror movie characters (maybe finals girls/guys or more recent characters?) lmk!

Bangchan : Michael Myers [Halloween]

Honestly mostly just picked this because of his physique and the way I am so wildly attracted to both of them. But I also just think Chan's got that Lowkey scary dad stance down. Also the way he stands back to watch others. Yes, I know it's lovey dovey towards the group but imagine him as Michael just stalking the others?????? (Why's it kinda hot,,,)

He'd spent months planning his first attack. Hours standing, staring, figuring out the habits and movements of his younger friends until he had all of their mannerisms in his head - memorized like the veins in the back of his hand. He knew who was the weakest link. Who he shouldn't target. Who would be easy to mark off the list. Jisung just had back luck being the first name he put down on his notepad.

Chan as Michael Myers, my beloved.

Lee Know : Billy 'Ghostface' Loomis [Scream]

The actually scary one who's full of determination and purpose. The one who actually gets the job done. The one who does it and does it well. Also, wildly sexy. So. I think Minho fits Billy Loomis best because he can be cunning, secretive, but also charming and wild at the same time. We love him.

Minho wasn't stupid - not like his accomplice. He let Jisung distract people - be the life of the party while he himself lured Felix out to the garage to get a beer or two. He dismissed himself, saying he forgot something in the house, before coming back only to find Felix frightened at first sight and scrambling to escape the outer part of the home. And he felt little remorse as he watched Felix try to squirm out through the doggy door - his thumb clicking the switch to make the garage door slowly raise.

Minho as Billy Loomis, hehe.

Changbin : Pyramid Head [Silent Hill]

Not a 'classic slasher' because he's not the main villain of the story but EASILY the best pic for Changbin because WHEWIE those arms. Also?? Changbin dragging around a giant knife and just picking people up by their necks? Good GAWD. Pyramid Head Binnie (shirtless,, Binnie,,,,,) is a need for me.

He was just there - existing. Wandering. Dragging his knife around until the ground cracked and broke under the weight as he walked. He was just... there. Until someone appeared - a pretty boy with long brunette hair that fought for his life in this hellhole of a place. Someone for him to wander after. Someone for him to target.

Changbin as Pyramid Head <3

Hyunjin : Chucky [Chucky]

Honestly mainly just picked this one because 1) Hyunjin as a doll would be wild lol, and 2) Hyunjin who looks so cute and precious and like a normal man at first but ends up being a wild fucking mass murderer?? That would be,, actually so fitting because he's such a cutie at first and then gets on stage and it's like WHOHOAH--

Finding his soul trapped in the body of a doll was the last thing he wanted to happen after his death - but Hyunjin found that this doll was a lot more flexible than he expected. He could curl his fingers, move his eyes, talk even. It was just like his body before - only harder to break, and a lot... smaller.

Anyway, Hyunjin as Chucky. Also red hair Hyunjin supremacy, I said what I said.

Han : Stu "Ghostface" Macher [Scream]

The silly one that keeps messing up. The one who works hard but still somehow fumbles it. The one that needs help. The one who really got roped into it just because he's massively gay for his best friend.

After botching another murder and making a pact with his friend to frame the girl for their killings, Jisung dug the blade into his friend before Minho did the same. He clutched his stomach and fell to the counter, only moving to grip the phone as it rang just beside his head. He sobbed out another gasp that his parents would be so disappointed in him - another babble from Jisung that Minho didn't have time to deal with.

Jisung as Stu Macher, aka the gay icon of the scream series, everyone.

Felix : Tiffany Valentine [Chucky]

Definitely did not pick this bc of his hair. (oops) Anyway. Just there for the shits n giggles, does it for the person he loves and adores so dearly. Didn't even initially mean to be a part of it but got pulled into it somehow anyway lol. Also an absolute baddie.

How'd he get here? He wasn't too sure. What he did know was that he was glued to his best friend for the rest of his life now, trapped in the small but definitely not fragile bodies of dolls for eternity. He was happy to be there, if he was honest, just enjoying being everlasting with someone he adored. Even if he was put into the body of a ... woman? Well. Doll-Woman.

Felix as Tiffany Valentine. ~

Seungmin : Jason Voorhees [Friday The 13th]

Seungmin as a reoccurring character who experienced nothing but tragedy in his past and now comes back to his place of 'death' every year to haunt people who get so much as a fucking mile from him. LOOOOVE this idea. Love the image of Seungmin just hovering around a Summer Camp and lurking like a little creeper. Also Seungmin with a machete is too much for me, cannot. I gotta go.

Seungmin enjoyed lurking around the camp if he was honest. He found himself feeling joy in watching the camp-goers wander around so clueless as to the tragedy that occurred in the waters they swam in, playing and having too much for his liking. No - He didn't feel joy in watching them have fun. He felt joy in hearing their screams the following night when he made them aware of his presence; when he showed them the truth that lay in the grounds of that poor Summer Camp.

Seungmin as Jason Voorhees. ;))

I.N : Pennywise [IT]

Not a classic slasher yet again BUT one of the best in my personal opinion. (It's one of my fav horror movies so.) I think Jeongin fits Pennywise because of his teasing nature, the way he finds it funny when he irks his hyungs, etc. I also think he has a relatively short -- temper? Temper might not be the right word. Maybe patience is right. He's impatient and if he doesn't get what he wants, he'll snap. Also the idea of shapeshifter Jeongin?? Torturing people by showing up as their literal living nightmares? Yum yum yum.

Jeongin was hungry. Starved, even. Twenty seven years after falling into a slumber, he'd awoke under a quaint town that offered up so many delicious meal options - which included a very pretty man more muscular than the others - who, conveniently, was a bit of a scaredy cat.

Jeongin as Pennywise !!

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Taglist : @dwaekkicidal @jabmastersurpriseee @possum-playground @thatonedarkskinnedsiren

[lagncx]

Head canon karl Heisenberg sting is so me coded

After getting him out the village and you finally getting home to your apartment and see your cat is still up and alive 😺 you sit down and turn on the tv. Chris let’s Heisenberg out his zip-ties ^^ and he immediately looks around ooos and aaas you live in an apartment in New York kinda living. Your tv is big and flatscreen and he’s watching and you see rhea ripely slam some chick and your like “hell yeah!” Heisenberg is immediately hooked the obvious scripted and fun fights are the most entertainment he’s had in years Karl couldn’t believe it rhea was ripped

“You know Alcina could’ve got an awesome job doing this shit” he chuckled.

But it was over when he started watching it everyday. You even got rhea ripley on COD and he squealed like a little girl seeing you play as her.

He loses it when he watches the reels on your phone and sting comes up

“Who is he”

“Sting.”

“Holy shit he looks bad ass”

“Yea..”

“Holy shit he took off his mask! ITS THE SAME FACE 0o0?!?”

“Yea Karl…have you ever seen the crow?”

Karl becomes a movie connoisseur seeing why Moreau wasted his time but you had Karl watch the “good shit” white chicks, stand by me, sandlot, Elvira, Edward scissorhands (made him cry. Cause he wouldn’t stop comparing it to you both), corpse bride, frankenweenie (he couldn’t help but applaud the boy for making a beautiful prototype and bringing back his dog! It reminded him of himself.)

But do not get him started on horror movies he will not agree with anything you say.

To him Jason is so bad ass. Chucky is funny as fuck. Micheal is some superhuman, Pennywise needs to be put on a list, any conjuring movies freak him out cause he hates the yellow text at the end, he loves loves loveees long legs cause he says it’s fucking stupid .

— you drank some orange juice looking at the top “shit, it’s expired…oh well” Heisenberg sashayed his way into the living room “LeMEE innn NOWWWwwww and IT could BeEEEeee niceeee not once not twice but everytimeeeeee!!” He exclaimed his hands going up and down. He smiled walking over to you kissing you

You chuckled “you know I’ve never seen you and Nicholas cage in the same room together” you smiled

“Yea I feel like I’m starting to understand this world. You guys love scaring yourselves” he hummed

“Yea…wanna go to the theatre and see conjuring the devil made me do it?” You smirked seeing his grimace “absolutely not. That shit invites bad spirits babe.” He huffed and walked away quoting another long legs beautiful sonnet

“MUMMMMAYUU DADDDDAAAYY MAKEEEE MEE AND SAVEEEE MEEE FROM THE HELLLL OF LOVVIJNNJGGG!’nl”

—-

Honestly sleeping in a nice bed with you made Heisenberg way less grumpy.

Hot showers with clean water. A pool in the middle of the apartment complex. He loved everything. And going out to eat was scary the first few times but it was worth seeing the world HES been missing. Nothing could take that from him

[fairchilds-glasses]

Here's something I have thought about: If we go with the headcanon, that the reason Rachel knew about Chucky is because she went to Kent Military Academy at the same time as Andy.

Rachel is a phenomenal shit with almost any firearm and (because I am stuck thinking about Lotchel now) Charlotte finding out or witnessing that.

Lotchel brain go brrrrr lmao same same

Honestly I think Charlotte seeing that Rachel is good with literally any firearm a bit shocking but also so fucking hot, she’d get so flustered by it XD

[nicascurls]

It's strange to me that despite Grant only being in one season so far, he seems to have more depth as a character than Devon or Lexy. Devon hasn't had significant character development since the first season, and Lexy's development seemed to have halted after Season 2. However, Grant is a compelling and engaging character. We learn a lot about him and his family background, which helps us understand the reasons behind his behavior. Devon seems to be defined solely as "Jake's boyfriend," while Lexy has been reduced to being "the hot girl." On the other hand, Grant has a well-rounded character beyond being a love interest. He's portrayed as being social media obsessed, having unconditional love for Henry, being the president's son, dealing with losing his brother to cancer, being used by people in the past, and struggling with not having any friends until the season takes place. Why was it so easy for Mancini to develop Grant but so hard for him to give Devon and Lexy actual personalities?

I 100% agree with you.

Devon started out really promising in terms of development in season 1, I think, and then all of that was ignored as the show has continued. Even at the end of season 2, he said he was done with podcasting, and I really hoped that was set up for Devon to have a new interest and some development in season 3, but that didn't happen.

Lexy, I feel like she obviously has some development, but when you think about it. It seems pretty clear that she is still a 'mean girl' to an extent. At the start of season 2, when she wasn't exactly nice to Nadine, I guess I could understand that if it was something she was still working on and she became kinder once Nadine knew about Chucky. But then, in season 3, she constantly manipulates Grant and dismisses his very valid feelings. It even seemed as if the trio couldn't stand Grant until around episode 6, and then they abandoned him again in episode 8, with apparently no explanation.

I would even argue that I don't think Jake has had much development past season 1. He doesn't learn from past experiences (trusting Chucky, ignoring Devon's concerns etc). And yet Don expects us to root for him the same way we do for Andy.

Honestly, I would be more than happy if, in season 4, if they still wanted to focus on teens that it would focus on Grant the most. Maybe him finding a way to free the trio? Or get revenge for his father and Hicks' deaths?

Grant isn't perfect. That isn't what I'm asking for for the trio. But I want it to be acknowledged that they aren't perfect and definitely not 'experts' when it comes to Chucky. Grant tries to portray himself as popular on social media, which leads to him occasionally sounding, snarky, entitled, or arrogant at times. But we also get to see that underneath that he's a sweet kid who adores his brother and mom but is also lonely and grieving the loss of his younger brother whilst trying to put on a brave face.

[the-cannibal]

hiya again! i would like to request a matchup, specifically for scream i'm CURRENTLY OBSESSED WITH IT!! i'm bisexual so i'm ok getting matched up with male or female. i can be a little awkward and shy when i'm around strangers, mostly because i don't know what to say and i don't want to make a fool out of myself. if you stick around long enough that awkwardness and shyness goes away and i act like my true self. i'm always there for my loved ones and if they ever need help with something or need advice or to rant, i'm there to help or to listen! i usually comfort people by making them laugh or if they need a hug i'll give them one! i'm a pretty funny girl if i do say so myself 😎 i love coming up with cute and silly nicknames for my loved ones and they're more than welcomed to give me one back! as for affection, i usually go with my partner wants. if they're not that affectionate that's ok with me, but if they're super affectionate i try to be the same. i'm a laid-back person and i like to mind my own business most of the time, so i'd hate to get into fights or into confrontations, but if it's to defend my loved ones then i'll beat your ass. but if i get into a really bad argument with a friend or something i might start crying and that's just SOOOO embarrassing, because like why am i crying????? my top hobby is listening to music, i just love music there's a song for everything, so when i'm upset or mad i usually listen to music and that helps me. my fav genres are rock (oasis, blur, red hot chili peppers my beloveds <3), pop, kpop and mexican music. i'm definitely the type make playlists for my friends and partner with songs that remind me of them. i also like reading and looking for movies that i haven't watched and seem interesting. when it comes to horror movies i prefer to watch it with someone since i get easily scared but i still keep watching lmao. a horror movie i refuse to watch is chucky because he just seems so scary 😭😭 and i've had a nightmare about a possessed doll before so no thank youuu. i'm 5'5 and i kinda resemble a rabbit because of my teeth and cheeks. i think this is getting too long, so i stop right here. thank you in advance lovely ♡

YOUR SCREAM OBSESSION IS SO VALID ITS SUCH A GOOD MOVIES OMG

I was stuck between two characters to match you up with because omg they both would be so good with you!

But I ended up pairing you with…

Billy Loomis!

Someone to listen to him, comfort him, and offer advice is honestly exactly what this boy needs (plus some therapy bUT HEYYYY ITS FINEEEE-)

This boy would adore your silly little jokes. I mean cmon his best friend is Stu, so don’t be afraid to make some dumb jokes! He might make some back at you (but he honestly prefers to listen to yours rather than tell his own)

He is mixed on nicknames. On one hand he loves it when you call him your baby, love, honey, whatever. He sees it as you showing your love to him! On the other hand he gets very confused when you call him your “little meow meow” or “baby girl”… but I mean he won’t stop you. Not because he finds it funny and likes it or anything… he does

He isn’t the most affectionate person in public. The most he would do would be simple stuff such as hand holding, wrapping an arm around each other, or having you sit on his lap. So the fact that you respect that means so much to him :) but in private this boy is a clingy koala so be prepared for that

You two definitely have gotten into spitting matches with other people because y’all are so passionate in defending each other. That chill laid back personality you have MELTS -away for your man and it gets him SWOONING

And of course he is there to comfort you, wipe your tears away, and praise you while rocking back and forth and pressing gentle kissing on your shoulders

Oh as soon as you mention you like horror and prefer to watch it with someone he has made it an unofficial rule that HE is the one you watch them with. Bro is a bit dramatic and if you watch them with someone else he is lowkey kinda hurt. (But don’t worry he isn’t actually mad or anything, he’s just a baby, BUT WE LOVE HIM)

Be prepared for him to sneak up and startle you when he finds out horror can easily scare you.

But also be prepared for him to hold you and whisper comforting words when you have nightmares. Big strong Billy won’t let anything or anyone hurt you.

[planetdream]

✫ — txt as couples costumes !

this post contains; fluff !

💌randomly got this idea while i was high one day and halloweens coming pretty soon so just in time ! a few of these are more gendered costumes so my apologies about that ! i also haven’t updated in a few weeks so enjoy this semi serious shit post:)

YEONJUN

tries so so hard to get you to wear a super cheesy couples costume with him. honestly, his ideas range from cheesy (like him being cheese and you being a mouse) to something a bit classic and sexier (like morticia and gomez, or adam and eve). brings up the idea of you being a wall socket and him being the plug — clarifies that he was joking when you shoot the idea down (he wasn't).

food-based costume: bacon and eggs

cartoon/animation costumes: harley quinn and ivy or the joker (either way, jjunnie is probably harley)

other: chucky and tiffany, frankenstein and the bride

SOOBIN

deeply considers the both of you dressing up as royalty for halloween. or, you're someone highly important and he's your body guard. for him, it’s just something about you being the ultimate star of the show and him playing that often secondary, protective role.

food-based costume: peanut butter and jelly

cartoon/animation costumes: ariel and prince eric, mr and mrs incredible

other: alien and astronaut

BEOMGYU

oh baby is taking this very seriously. to gyu, it's either go big or go home. on the same hand, he proposed the idea of being toy story characters but couldn't decide if he wanted to be woody or buzz (so the idea was soon thrown away). probably says screw the couples costume and does a solo one as idk, ben 10 or something.

food-based costume: milk and cookies or hotdog and the bun

cartoon/animation costumes: shaggy and velma, thing one and thing two, cosmo and wanda

other: cheerleaders, team rocket

TAEHYUN

probably suggests that you two go as some abstract joke or inside joke that no one else knows about. or just something very random "hey baby, what if we went as ronald mcdonald and the hamburglar?". something about the two of you going as magicians or bank robbers also speaks to him.

food-based costume: ketchup and mustard

cartoon/animation costumes: merman and barnacle boy (if u don’t, he’ll do this w gyu)

other: mario and luigi, mimes

KAI

barbie and ken !! barbie and ken !! (sorry, just the idea of kai as ken gives me butterflies) either that, or something like men in black. i'm tied between kai wanting to do a silly couples costume or actually doing something pretty cute and put together. either way, he knows that the both of you are going to look good. trying my hardest not to mention him going as peter parker :(

food-based costume: two slices of pizza

cartoon/animation costumes: daphne and fred (yeah, group costume w gyu and his s/o), jack and sally (i think yeonjun would also consider this)

other: ghosts (but w sheets like in beetlejuice)

✫ BONUS — TXT AS GROUP COSTUMES !

idk just the thought of them doing a group costume of them as power rangers (rlly want this !!!!) or something fun like the ghostbusters. ngl the idea of them being carebears... yeah 🥺 i would hate to mention squid game but— [GUNSHOT]

other ideas:

teletubbies w kai as the lil sun baby idk.

or a gyu, soobin and kai group costume as alvin and the chipmunks

gremlins

taco bell hot sauce packets

soobin or kai as linguine and beomgyu as rémy (shout out ratatouille)

idk i can’t think of many costumes for five people

✫ EXTRA BONUS — TXT AS INDIVIDUAL COSTUMES I WANT TO SEE THEM IN

YEONJUN — my boyfri— idk just something dark and kinda slutty pls, maybe a lil kakashi hatake 😩 or smn

SOOBIN — steve from stranger things but in the scoops ahoy fit, or him as a baseball player (idk something about it)

BEOMGYU — chucky (same w jjunnie), beast boy frm teen titans

TAEHYUN — the joker (basic but he would body this idc), or idk something nerdy and hot honestly.

KAI — spiderman (no fr i need it), naruto, angel

if u made it this far, send me an ask… it gets lonely here lol

© PLANETDREAM 2021

[slashingdisneypasta]

Omg I love the would you rathers so much- anyway here are my answers:

1. I’m sorry, but I am absolutely chomping. I feel like he’d still make a sexual reference either way, like “Damn, you’re that excited to go down on it? 😏”

2. Yeah Jennifer is getting someone else. Best part is I can get rid of a guy I don’t like!

3. I would never do that to Bubba 😭, I’ll take one for the team. My no-major injury streak had to end sometime

4. Look, Patrick is the one of the many people I’d rather not make an enemy with, so I’ll gladly go sleep on the couch. Chances are someone else might tell him to shut up though.

5. I do not trust Chucky within an inch of my life. Jason will at least be courteous and withhold on the chopping, can’t say the same for Michael but if I’m quick enough, I can get by without a stab wound.

6. Omg this one was so hard. I guess I’ll go with Beetlejuice. At least I can make him go away

7. As a child of divorced parents, going into the kitchen with two people are arguing will be just like old times. If I want chips I’m getting chips

8. Well, I have no idea how hard she’s flinging that table. So sorry Carrie, as much as I would like to help you, I’d rather not possibly die by table

9. So my favorite Slasher is Jason and my favorite Non-favorite is Pennywise. I honestly don’t know if either of them really need my help, but if I had to pick one…..I’ll save Penny. Jason has a history of coming back after dying so he’ll be up and going again soon. Penny can only do so much against an adult

10. I’m going to Mama Voorhees, I think she’ll appreciate the honesty. If I go to Freddy, I’ll have to owe him a favor, and something tells me he’ll take full advantage of that

11. Truth. God knows what they’d make me do as a dare.

12. Again, a very hard choice. I guess I’ll go with Patrick, at least he’ll try to make me look flattering.

13. I would definitely want Penny to turn into Freddy. It would come as no surprise to anyone if “Freddy” flirted with Pam. Plus, it’d be kinda funny seeing Jason chuck Freddy through the wall lol

What are your answers though? 👀

I'm so glad you liked them XDD

Oh he sure would- that or he'd be over dramatic and toony and, like, you would see his soul would crack inside his eyes XDD

Exactly!! I'm glad this is the consensus so far XDD Like, Jennifer's telling ya'll that A sacrifice must be made., and you're just going 'Okay! :D :D :D I have a list!'

That's very brave of you ^^ ^^ XD Bubba should make you a stew.

Oh same. We can brave the living room together! I think if we build the best fort- it should be fine. Haha

Again, guys-

I just don't think these are the actions of a polite boy!! This is a bitter old man!

6. Hahahaha, I'm glad it was hard 😈😈😈

7. Sameeee!! Don't mind us, guys, just gettin cheezels. Hey do we have- Hey. Hey. HEY- DO WE HAVE THE CHICKEN FLAVOUR??

8. Good call 😅

9. Good point!! We shouldn't worry too much about Jason. He's stubborn ^^ Also- same as Fox Anon!

10. Very honourable!! And you now may befriend Jason because you're pure! Congrats!

11. OKAY YOUR TRUTH! Here we go- from Billy and Stu: Would you live inside Christine, a car, if she allowed you to do so??

12. Ohhh, good choice!! Yeah, and you'd probably get some really nice, expensive digs out of the deal!

13. Its always funny to see Jason take the hammer to Freddy XD I agree.

Thank you for your answers!!! They're were great! Also thank you for the opportunity to give my answers, too! ^^ They're below if you're interested ^^

I'm eating that popsicle normally. I canNOT bite cold things, or hot things, or wood- My teeth are SO SENSITIVE!! If he has a reaction, oh well that sounds like a him problem and he can deal with it.

I'm sure I can find someone for her...

I kinda wanna meet Aubrey II!! 😅😅😅 So yeah, I'll go! Bubba can stay inside and have a tea. But I'm gonna see if I can, like, drop some food down from above somehow.

Couch!! Patrick is scary. Bring all your blankets and pillows and books for the fort. Also chocolate- we'll need rations.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, this one was hard!! I think I have to go with Jason and Michael too, though! I'd rather be manhandled to death (What? Look me in the eyes and tell you that some of those gifs of Michael holding women against walls with knives and yanking them around doesn't do something to you. Look me directly in the eye- ) then whatever that dreaded big red button does... God forbid.

Drayton!~ I love Drayton ^^ And I'm very good at listening. And-

... no no no- No. No. NO

7. Like I said, I'm with you here.

8. ... *sigh* I'm probably gonna get concussed. Bring on the table!

9. Favourite Slasher? Freddy. Favourite Non-Slasher? Probably Aubrey II now!

... I would love to see this fight XD And I would probably try to save Aubrey II. Like you said- Slashers have a knack for comin back.

10. If Freddy can help me I'm going to him. That way- if it all goes south still and Pam finds out anyway- I'm not going down alone. I am taking him with me. Ha

11. Oh dear god. ... truth...

12. Oh!! Oh! This is hard. I... hmmmm... I'm gonna go with Jerry. He might be nicer to me 😅😅 And he does have a good sense of style.

13. Oof... the thought of real Chucky being oh so confused and wondering why the hell Tiffany is throwing shit at him again is hilarious... But yeah, option B. I'd rather get Freddy chucked out a window then cause a divorce.

[enamoured-x]

Sweet Release | Part 2

Angel Reyes x Reader

Summary: Things don’t go as planned when you attend Ez’s party. 

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Angst

Word count: 4.8k

Excerpt: “Your salvation and your destruction kneeled before you, ready to prove to you how deadly the mix of the two was. Your angel on his knees ready to sin.”

*gif is mine!

a/n: thank you for all the love on this mini series! With that being said there will be a part 3 and it will be the final part! Enjoy! (part 1 can be found here)

Part 2

One long fucking month. Since the day you left Angel at the clubhouse with his come leaking out of you, you had been a wreck. Honestly, you were proud of yourself for holding it together so well when you broke the news to him. Maybe because you knew eventually you’d break. You were a mess. Hating Angel for what he put you through, hating that he led you to walk out on him in the first place. He tried calling every day for the first two weeks and then it simmered down to a call every few days. None of which you answered. For some reason you couldn’t bring yourself to block his number just yet. You still cared for him, still wanted to be able for him to reach out if something was wrong as long as it didn’t pertain to your failed relationship. You didn’t want to talk about how stupid that logic was because you knew keeping his number was because a part of you still wanted it to work. 

You played with the idea of maybe. But you couldn’t tell him that because you weren’t sure. You put yourself through all of his shit already and if he was going to do it all over again if you gave him a second chance you’d kill him. It would kill you. With that being said, you were going to let this play out. You knew you were supposed to get over him, knew you made a choice that day to end it with him. But a girl could dream that he’d make some grand gesture to win you back like in the movies, but this wasn’t a movie and Angel definitely wasn’t the romantic male protagonist. 

“Angel’s a mess.” You glared at Ez for bringing him up. You ignored his comment and sipped your coffee. You and Ez still kept in close contact over the month, sharing funny videos and checking in, just the usual stuff. Today he invited you to hang out and catch up since you hadn’t seen him since that day and you had agreed, happy to go somewhere that wasn’t work or your home. Happy to see your friend again.

“How’s pops?” You asked, trying to get the topic off Angel. You weren’t here to talk about Angel, he made his bed and now he could lay in it. If you were open to the idea of giving him a second chance, and that was a big if, he would need to do a lot more than having Ez tell you how miserable he’s been. You had been a wreck long before you broke up with him, he deserved to know what it felt like. 

Ez sighed and didn’t bring up Angel again, “he’s fine, he sends his best.” You nodded, making it a point to stop by soon and say hi, just because you and Angel broke up didn’t mean you couldn’t be friendly with his family still. They were practically your family. 

Ez twiddled with his coffee cup and you sighed. 

“Go ahead.” You told him, crossing your arms and leaning back in your chair. The outside seating offered you a breath of fresh air you desperately needed when talking about the one and only Angel Reyes. 

He stopped his movements and looked up at you, “what?”

“You obviously either have an opinion on the breakup or you told Angel you were meeting me and he asked you to tell me something for him. Hell, maybe you only asked to hangout with me to deliver a message. Whatever it is, spill it, Reyes.” You knew Ez enough to know when something was on his mind or when he was holding back. This was one of those times. You weren’t exactly mad at him for it but after your grief died out, you were just confused about Angel. You knew you made the right choice at the time but it didn’t mean you still didn’t miss him. It didn’t mean you were over him. 

Ez held his hands up, “I swear I just wanted to see you. No secret motive. If Angel wants to work things out with you, he can do it himself, I'm not his messenger.” You sighed. You knew he was telling the truth. 

“There’s something you’re not telling me.” He was still holding back. He may not be there for some ulterior motive but there was something. 

“You know I’m getting patched in…” He trailed off and you nodded your head. You were excited for him when he told you the news a few weeks ago. Ez had put all his time and effort in the club and he was finally going to become an official member. He deserved it. 

“The club is throwing me a party.” He stated and you shook your head. 

“No.” He scoffed at your answer and sat up. 

“Come on, you have to come. You don’t have to talk to Angel, just stay with me the whole time.” He begged. You groaned at the idea. 

“Ez, I don’t know. I don’t think it’s the best idea.” Showing up to the clubhouse just a month after you broke up with Angel and fucked him in the middle of it was probably not the greatest idea. 

“Please. You’re my only friend outside of the club, I want you there.” Ez’s brown eyes pleaded with you. You were his only friend and as that friend you owed it to him to show your support, even if it meant having to see your ex again. 

You bit your lip and Ez smiled, knowing he had you. 

“Fine, but I’ll be glued to your side the whole time you’ll regret asking me to come.” You pointed at him and he laughed. 

“This should be fun.”

You should’ve taken that as a warning. 

You hated the fact that you were putting effort into what you were wearing to the party. Trying on basically all the clothes in your closet. You figured if you were going to see Angel you had better make it good. Eventually you settled on a simple red summer dress, flowy enough to be innocent but short enough to showcase your legs. You opted for some white sneakers with it, deciding that you were definitely not going to dress up to this thing, Angel or no Angel. Either way, this night wasn’t about him or you, it was Ez’s night and you were going to be there to support him. 

Your nerves got the best of you when you pulled into the packed scrapyard, Chucky directed you where to park and you took a deep breath before stepping out. The party was already in full swing, people scattered outside and around the fire, already drinking and having a good time. 

“Hey, you made it.” Ez said as he walked up to you as you made your way toward the clubhouse. You had yet to spot Angel and you were thankful for it. 

“I told you I would come.” You pulled him into a hug and he wrapped his arm around your shoulder and then led you inside. 

“Thought you might back out last minute.” He shrugged. You were about to say something when you saw him. The man who had taken up space in your mind this past month. The man you left after reaching one last high with him. He was laughing at something Coco said, his smile not reaching his eyes. You could tell that what Ez told you had been true, that he was miserable. He looked good, just not all there. Both men were standing against the wall, what stirred jealousy in you was one of the club hang arounds to his left touching his arm. You swallowed hard, you forgot that before you and Angel got together, he was a hot commodity amongst Vicky’s girls. Now that he was off the market, you were sure the women were jumping at the chance to share his bed, they probably already had. Lead filled your stomach once again. 

You were about to turn to Ez to take the beer bottle from him when Angel finally looked over and stopped in his tracks. Gone was the smile and in its place was shock. You stared back at him, into those dark brown eyes you loved so much. Seeing him stung more than you cared to admit but you held strong. 

“You good?” Ez’s words snapped you out of your trance and you turned to him, finally taking the bottle from his hands. 

“You didn’t tell him I was coming?” You asked him as he led you over to take a seat at the bar. He looked guilty. 

“If I had he probably would’ve been by the gates waiting for you. Figured this was better.” You couldn’t help but laugh. 

“Hermosa, haven’t seen you in a while.” You turned around to face Bishop. A genuine smile lit up your face and you got up to hug him. He graciously accepted, giving you a tight squeeze before letting you go. Bishop was always so kind to you, always so supportive of yours and Angel’s relationship. 

“Hey, Bish. How are you?” 

“I’m doing good. How are you? Which Reyes brother are you really here for?” He teased you and Ez chuckled. Obviously the club knew about yours and Angel’s split but he still welcomed you with open arms despite it. You were thankful for it. 

“Very funny, but I���m here for Ez.” He laughed and placed a kiss on your temple before excusing himself. 

“Is he still looking over here?” You asked Ez, bringing the bottle up to your lips and taking a sip of the cold liquid. You welcomed the alcohol as it sat in your stomach. 

“Yup and Vicky’s girl does not seem too happy about that.” You felt a sliver of satisfaction run through you. But Angel wasn’t yours, you made that clear. So you had absolutely no right to be jealous, you had no claim over him anymore. At least not in that way but with the way you felt his eyes on your body, you knew you still had some sort of pull over him. He had that same pull over you but tonight was not the night for that. 

“Let’s get you drunk, Eziekiel. You deserve it.” You changed the subject. You weren’t going to sit here and talk about Angel who was a few feet from you during Ez’s party. No, you were going to celebrate the man of the hour. Your friend, arguably your best friend. Also arguably your only friend. 

“Sounds good to me.”

Ez was a bit tipsy but not nowhere near drunk after many rounds of beers and a few shots. You on the other hand kept it to three beers and then opted for some water, not really one to drink all that much. That didn’t mean that you weren’t having fun though. Coco had eventually came over to talk to you during the night and you were glad none of the men held any animosity towards you. It felt nice to see them again and you could honestly say you were glad you came. 

“Six o’clock, mamas.” Coco said and nodded behind you, you were turning around completely ready to see Angel. You were surprised he hadn’t tried to get your attention sooner seeing as how he still tried to contact you weekly. But it wasn’t Angel. The man who now stood in front of you was a stranger, albeit a very handsome stranger who was part of another charter by the patch on his vest. He was tall enough to tower over you, his dark eyes pulling you in. He ran his hand through his raven black hair and smiled at you, even with his facial hair you could still see prominent dimples. 

“Hello, sweetheart. I’m Jay. And you are?” He stuck his tattooed hand out for you to take and you took it into your own. Jay was a tall glass of water, honestly a wet dream. Just not yours. But he could be. At least for tonight. A rebound wasn’t a terrible idea but you guessed there had to have been some rule about finding a rebound at the party of your ex boyfriend's brother’s party while he stood just a few feet away. You still introduced yourself nonetheless. You were a bit too distracted to notice Coco and Ez had left you to your own devices. 

“So, what brings you to this party?”

“I’m a friend of Ez’s.” You told him. You swore you could still feel Angel’s eyes burning through you, you had felt it since you locked eyes with him. Whether he was giving you your space or he really didn’t want anything to do with you tonight, you didn’t know. But judging by the same girl who was still trying to get his attention, you figured he wanted nothing to do with you tonight if it meant him getting laid. 

“Hmm,” he looked you up and down and you shifted under his gaze. You were kidding yourself if you actually thought you’d go through with a rebound. Especially with a Mayan. And you were kidding yourself if you thought a rebound was going to help. As if it was going to magically make your feelings for Angel disappear. As if sleeping with a stranger was going to give you that release you needed again, no, only Angel could do that. You hated it. 

“So, this party is dying down, I was thinking maybe you wanna get out of here?” That was extremely forward, all he knew about you was your name. But who were you kidding, guys like him didn’t care, hell, you’d be lucky if he even remembered your name. You were just about to turn him down when he trailed his hand up your thigh skimming just under your dress. Your eyes widened at the gesture and you shoved him off you and backed up.

“Woah, what the fuck.” You hissed quietly, not wanting to make a scene. He laughed.

“Oh, come on. You're not here for Ez, you’re here to get laid.” What the fuck. You were about to tell him off before a hand wrapped around your waist and a warm body pulled you into his side. You didn’t even have to look to know who it was but you looked up anyways. Angel. Your damn angel.

“You touching my girl, homie?” He asked him, ice in his tone. You were surprised the guy wasn’t on the floor already, Angel’s girlfriend or not, he didn’t like people touching you if you weren’t willing. Maybe he knew punching a guys lights out right now was no way to win you back and it was definitely not needed at Ez’s patched-in party. 

“Nah, man. Sorry, I didn’t know she was yours.” You scoffed.

“I’m not anyones.” You weren’t going to cause a scene but you hated men like this, men who thought women were just objects. You felt bad for the girl he would somehow convince to go home with him. 

“Get fucking lost or we’re gonna have a problem.” Angel told him, fingers tightening on your waist. Your skin ignited at his touch, at him being so close, at his cologne infiltrating your senses once again. It all felt like home. You hated it. The guy held his hands up as he walked away mumbling curses under his breath. Before you could say anything to Angel, he was whispering in your ear. 

“We need to talk. Now.” He didn’t give you room to argue as he led you down the hall and into his dorm room, closing the door. You didn’t like this. You didn’t trust yourself to be alone in a room with Angel right now. Give it another month or two then maybe, but right now? When your breakup was still a month fresh? No. It was dangerous. Angel turned to face you and you crossed your arms looking anywhere but at him, not wanting to look into his eyes. Not wanting to lose yourself in him. 

“What do you want to talk about?” He laughed bitterly, shaking his head. 

“Us. You coming here dressed like that.” He motioned to your dress.

“There’s nothing to talk about, Angel. What’s done is done.” You explained, biting your lip. Seeing him one foot away, eyes locked on you, it was a bit too much. One month was not nearly long enough to get over Angel Reyes. Hell, you didn’t think any amount of time would be sufficient. He was a damn drug, one you couldn’t stay off of.

“So you came here to torture me? Rub it in my face? I fucking miss you and you come to my clubhouse and act like everything’s cool? Act like I didn’t mean shit to you?” He was angry, that was easy to see. But you could tell his tone carried a deep hurt, one he was desperately trying to contain. Your heart ached. You wanted him to hurt, at first. But now seeing him, seeing the desperation and anguish in his eyes? This wasn’t what you wanted. You didn’t like hurting the people you loved, even if they hurt you. 

“Angel, that wasn’t my intention. Ez asked me to come and I wanted to support him. I’m not trying to hurt you.” You explained, stepping closer to him. That was also dangerous, you should be on the other side of the room, not a few inches away from him. 

“Too fucking late.” He ran his ring cladded fingers through his hair. 

“What do you want me to say, Angel? You hurt me, you didn’t make time for me. Our relationship was over long before that day.” It was the truth. You subconsciously knew your relationship was over with Angel before you had officially broken it off. You were just too scared to admit it to yourself, too desperate to hang onto the hope that he’d actually show up for you. But he never did and you knew it was time. 

“I know, I fucked up. I know that. But what you did that day… that was cold.” You chewed on your bottom lip. Part of you did feel bad for giving him a false sense of hope that day, using him for your release and then dropping him. But you needed to end the relationship on a high note, end it with a sweet goodbye and not a bitter storm of curses, in the end it was all just bittersweet. 

“I just… I needed you, Angel. I had missed you so much and I needed something…” You couldn’t find your words but you knew he knew what you meant, even if that day hurt like a bitch for him. He stepped forward, making a move to grab your arm but you backed up and shook your head. 

“Mami, please…” He begged, this time you went still as he grabbed your arm with one hand and cupped your cheek with the other. Your body buzzed to life at his touch, like Angel flipped a switch and you were back on again, like you were just being dragged through life this past month on auto pilot, like he had finally given you the reins back to your body. 

“Angel…” You were weak, your wavering voice gave you away. He leaned forward, his lips grazing yours slightly, his warm breath mingling with your own. You felt giddy as he surrounded you, as he invaded everything you were once again. And when he pressed his lips to yours, you melted into it. He licked along your lips and you opened your mouth, tongues sliding against each other. You moaned into it and grabbed onto his vest, trying to steady yourself at this heady feeling he gave you every time his lips were on any part of you. His hand slid to your waist and you had half a mind to snap out of your daze. You pulled away and he craned his neck, trying to chase your lips. You pushed on his chest lightly, wanting him to stop. 

“No, Angel, we can’t…” You couldn’t get hurt again. You couldn’t just fall back into him just for him to keep you at home waiting up for him and waiting on his call, and when neither came you’d be right back where you started. 

“Querida, I love you… I need you.” He whispered against your cheek. Hearing him say those words only made your heart ache worse and only made you want him more. It was damn confusing. You wanted him but you couldn’t put yourself through that shit again. 

You knew what he meant. I need you. He didn’t just need a release, he needed you. Just like that day you broke up with him, you needed him to give you that high but you quite plainly just needed him. 

“Fine. Let’s fuck and then go our separate ways.” You said, pulling him in for another kiss, needing the distraction. Not wanting to think about how fucking stupid that offer was, how fucking stupid you were. Sex wasn’t going to do anything but fill your base desire, it wasn’t going to give you back that piece of your heart that was ripped away from you when you left. He didn’t let the kiss go on more than a few seconds, pulling away, confusion and despair written all over his face. 

“What?”

“Fuck me, Angel. We need it.” You stated plainly. He shook his head and backed up from you. 

“No. I need you.” His words pricked another pain in your heart. 

“Then take me.” You offered. You were sure you had lost your damn mind. But you wanted Angel, maybe it wasn’t exactly the way you wanted him but you’d take it. 

“Fuck no. That’s not what I want.” You sighed, he wasn’t making this easy. Because it wasn’t what you wanted either. Yeah, you were desperate to feel him inside you again but it’s not truly what you wanted. 

“That’s all I can offer.” Your words came out softer than you planned, sadder. He scoffed, running his hand down his face. 

“You want a release, mami? I’ll give you one, but you’re not getting my dick. I can’t… I can’t be inside you without wanting to stay there. Can’t give you that if I know you’re just going to leave again.” You weren’t sure what he was offering. But it didn’t matter because he was more upset than he had been just a few moments ago. 

“Angel…” You shook your head not knowing what to say. Fuck, if he fucked you right now you wouldn’t want him to go anywhere either. But that wasn’t your reality. The reality was that he fucked up and sex didn’t fix it the first time and it certainly wasn’t going to fix it this time. 

“I’ll make you come on my tongue, and then you can walk out that door but you’ll walk out knowing only I can take you to heaven.” You swallowed hard at his words as he crowded your space again. Your breath hitched as he pulled you into his chest, making you look into his eyes. 

“I’m not going to stop. Not gonna stop calling, texting, not gonna stop until you give me another chance to prove to you how much I fucking love you. But right now, I’ll give you what you want. Even if it kills me.” And with that he slid to his knees. Your whole world stopped at the confession, at him kneeling before you, ready to worship you in a way only he could. The sight of him on his knees, the rush you felt as he trailed his hands up your bare thighs, it was like no other high you had ever felt. Your salvation and your destruction kneeled before you, ready to prove to you how deadly the mix of the two was. Your angel on his knees ready to sin. 

His lips trailed up your thighs and you threw your head back, steadying yourself by placing your hands on his shoulders. His warm breath getting closer to the place you needed him most had your core clenching around nothing, had you squirming, waiting for him. 

“Fuck…” You breathed out as he lifted your dress to get his mouth right on the skin above your panties. You bit down hard on your bottom lip as you felt yourself getting wetter at his teasing. His lips skimmed your stomach before he forcefully yanked your panties down, a contrast to his gentle and slow movements. You gasped at the action but before you could react further, he buried his face in your pussy, throwing one of your legs over his shoulder in the process. You yelped at the sudden intensity, at his wet tongue sliding through your folds and flicking against your clit. 

“Oh god.” You cried, grabbing onto his hair and grinding yourself into his face. He let you, following your movements, never relenting, never taking his mouth off you. Heaven. He wasn’t wrong, only your angel could take you there. 

“Missed your taste. Missed you.” He mumbled against your slick. He said the last part so quietly you almost didn’t hear him, but you did. You heard him and it stung but the pleasure he was also giving you was overpowering your thoughts on his confession. 

“Feels so good, Angel.” Your words spurred him on as he trailed his tongue to your hole, fucking you. You whined at the intrusion and rolled your hips and pulled his head in deeper. You were drowning again, or flying, or possibly dying. It felt too good, felt too sweet to be anything but something so fucking dangerous yet so damn exhilarating. 

You were so lost in your pleasure you almost didn’t notice the door open, Angel obviously didn’t, head still buried in your pussy. The head that peeked around the door was the same woman who had been trying to fuck Angel all night. Her eyes widened at the sight and you should’ve felt embarrassed, but all you felt was that satisfaction again. Angel was here with you, on his goddamn knees for you. Pleasuring you and wanting nothing in return. At your mercy. Your head clouded with need at the thought, not because he was here with you and not some other woman but because he’d only ever do this for you. 

You moaned a little louder and the girl snapped out of her shock and displeasure as she awkwardly closed the door. 

Now that she was gone, you were once again focused on your man. Not your man. Angel said this would kill him, he didn’t know it was going to kill you too even if you got your release. 

“Gonna come…” You cried as he flicked your clit with his tongue. You were yanking at his hair, which only made him moan and made for a sweet vibration on that bundle of nerves. You rolled your hips against his face faster, nearing the edge. The sounds his tongue and your slick were making were enough to put a porno to shame and it only brought you closer. 

“Come, let me take you there.” Heaven. You could see it behind your eyelids, could fucking feel it as your orgasm finally shot through the surface, taking you sky high. You let out a litany of curses mixed with his name, eyes watering at the intensity of your high. Earlier you didn’t know if you were flying or drowning, what you realized now was that you were flying and drowning. A mix of gasping for air while simultaneously flying right through it. 

Finally you caught a breath as your climax started to fade, Angel still licking his way through it with gentle strokes. You whined as you finally came down, finally came back to this world. He lapped you up slowly and then placed a small kiss to your clit before pulling away and looking up at you. Your breath shook as you looked into his eyes, as he kept your gaze and laced his fingers through yours. You let him. Not having the energy to fight him. He knew what this was, he said it himself before he dropped to his knees. It made you feel slightly less guilty about only taking and not giving. 

He finally got to his feet. You saw the tent in his pants but he adjusted himself and cursed under his breath. He didn’t seem to care about that though as he looked at you. You didn’t like the look. A look that held a lot of promise. His beard was slightly damp from your come and your core throbbed at the sight. He licked his lips as if he knew what you were thinking about and took your face in his hands. 

“Forgive me.” He whispered, desperate again. You knew what it was. He said he’d get you off, nothing to it, but of course there was a small part of him that thought you’d change your mind after another orgasm. 

“No.” Your words stung him, you could tell. But his face hardened and you thought he’d pull away. But instead, he stroked your bottom lip with his thumb.

“You will.” And with that promise he was walking out the door, leaving you more confused than ever. 

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[rebelwrites]

My Number One

Jax Teller x Reader

You don’t know what was going on, you had just been in a complete funk and couldn’t seem to get out of it. Nothing seemed to be going right for you but you did what you were good at, bottled the shit up and carried on like nothing was happening.

It was just one thing after another, it started off with you boyfriend cheating on you resulting in you breaking his nose and busting your knuckles, then losing your shit at a customer at the cafe causing your boss to fire you on the spot, just before your rent was due, then some idiot decided they were going to slam into the rear end of your car. Resulting in you smacking your head into the steering wheel leaving a nasty cut behind. And to make things worse you had started your period that morning and felt like complete shit.

So there you were stood at the side of the road waiting for Chucky to arrive with the tow truck to take the wrecked car back to the garage. However you got a surprise when Jax rolled your in the truck.

“Heard you needed some help” he winked hopping out the truck taking a look at your car “shit darlin’ you hurt”

“Just a cut on my head” you shrugged “I’m fine”

Jax knew there was more than you was letting on, he wasn’t stupid, he noticed how you hadn’t been hanging around the club as much, always blowing plans off. But he also sensed you didn’t want to talk so he wasn’t going to push you to talk right at this moment.

The drive back to the garage was silent and Jax hated it, he knew you well enough to know that something was going on which meant you would bottle it up until it became too much and you exploded. Normally he would push you to talk about it but after the drive he was worried.

“Come with me” He said softly, taking your hand and leading you through the club to his dorm, guiding you to sit on the end of the bed. “You can trust me you know Y/N”

“I know Jax” you mumbled as he got the first aid kit. You didn’t want to talk but you knew he would get the truth out of you eventually.

“So what’s going on darlin’?” He asked as he cleaned your cut up.

“Same old” you shrugged.

“Come on you know that doesn’t wash with me” Jax whispered.

“I’m fine Jax” you huffed not looking him in the eyes “I’m okay”

“That’s the thing Y/N your aren’t okay, I can see it in your eyes” he said with a slight sigh in his voice “you know I’m not okay if you aren’t okay, so please just talk to me I don’t want you bottling shit up because we both know sooner or later you just explode”

Taking a deep breath you knew he was right, hell he was always right.

“Fine” you huffed “found out Tom had been cheating on me for the last god knows how long, a customer pissed me off so went off at them resulting in me getting fired, then some prick rear ended me and I’m on”

Jax didn’t say anything he just placed the cotton balls down pulling you into his arms as you started to sob.

“It’s just been a shit couple of weeks” you sobbed into his chest.

You didn’t know where the tears had come from but they wouldn’t stop. But Jax just let you cry into his chest as he ran his hand up and down your back.

“Do you know what you need?” He whispered, kissing your head.

“What” you mumbled looking up at him.

“A shit ton of pizza, cuddles and some awesome company” he smiled. “Come on let’s head back to mine”

“Don’t you have things to take care of” you sniffed, pulling out of his arms.

“Not when my number one girl needs me” he said squeezing your arm before leading you to his bike.

- - -

Jax was right, this was exactly what you needed, you couldn’t help but smile when you answered the door to the delivery guy who had 4 large pizzas.

He honestly thought you were having a party so was shocked when you said it was just for two people.

It wasn’t your fault you and Jax inhaled pizza.

Currently you were snuggled into Jax’s side as you worked your way through the fast and furious films. You had your arm around his waist under his shirt aimlessly stroking his skin.

This was the most relaxed you felt in months, you knew you had feelings for Jax but Tom asked you out first so you never acted on the feelings, you felt safe in Jax’s arms, you felt loved and cherished.

Snuggled further into Jax you felt him kiss the top of your head as he ran his hand through your hair, he wasn’t watching the film he was just watching you, trying to figure out how he was going to finally admit his feelings.

“You feeling any better?” Jax asked making you roll onto your back looking up at him.

“Yeah I am” you smiled “thank you for not letting me bottle it up this time”

“Like I said I’m not okay if you aren’t” he whispered brushing your cheek.

“What’s Wrong with me Jax” you sighed leaning into his touch “every boyfriend I have had, has cheated on me, there’s got to be something wrong with me”

“Trust me there’s nothing wrong with you” Jax smiled “you are perfect and them twats are too blind to see it”

“I just want never feel like second best” you mumbled “am I asking too much? Don’t I deserve the world?”

“You know you are my number one, always have and always will be” Jax whispered looking deep into your eyes “allow me to give you the world Y/N”

Blinking at him as you tried to process what he was saying.

“What are you saying Jax?” You whispered.

“What I’m trying to say is” he said talking a deep breath “I want you to be mine, I want to kiss you, I want to spoil you, I want you to have the world”

Pushing yourself up off your back with a small smile on your lips, you swung your leg over Jax’s so you were now straddling him, placing one hand on his cheek and you bit down on your bottom lip.

“Jax” you whispered, closing the gap leaving millimetres between your lips. “I have wanted to hear them words come out of your mouth for so long”

Jax fully closed the gap between you resting his hands on your hips as your lips moved together in sync. Until you pulled away hissing.

“Are you okay?” He asked

“Yeah just cramps” you mumbled resting your forehead against his.

“Come on” he whispered picking you up as he stood “I’m going to run you a hot bath and we shall relax even more”

“You joining me as well?” You giggled wrapping your arms around his neck.

“Stupid question darlin’” he chuckled as he carried you upstairs.

[msookyspooky]

Im watching The Lost Boys for the first time !! I wanna watch more horror movies, i only started watching the ones not for kids like last year sksksk so i have some catching up to do

And i think theres no one better to ask for recs than you spooky, so please send me your favorites !

Besides the scream franchise and, as of like yesterday, the first two Halloween movies i actually haven’t seen any big classics

I saw that AND Near Dark fuck yeah good for you!! You're getting a damn good head start lol Thanks for giving me this honor bc adgwadhfa I swear that's so nice of you 🥺🖤 Sadly, I really haven't found too many like Near Dark or Lost Boys. You could consider Fright Night or Vampires or Interview with a Vampire but imo they still don't have the same feel.

I'm elaborating on certain ones bc I think you'll really like them.

Cult Classic's with a decent following here on Tumblr so you can look at Fanart/fanfics afterwards:

- House of Wax (2005)

You'll like this one! Pretty decent sized fanbase here on tumblr, new content all the time even for it being almost 20 years old. Listen if you liked Severen in Near Dark...You'll probably like Bo cause not only do they look like they could be long lost cousins or brothers (I need a crossover that Severen is the Sinclair's like great-great-great Uncle or something and they run into each other while looking for food one night) and the Sinclair's got that thick Louisiana accent that's hot af especially if you thought Severen's Southern accent was hot 😏😤

Simping aside, the story is pretty good. It's a little morbid but in a good way, really great backstory for the villians and you know somethings off with this town right away. It also has Paris Hilton in it and Brian Van Holt plays both Bo and his twin brother Vincent. Oh, and Wade/the protagonist boyfriend is Sam from Supernatural.

- Jennifer's Body (2009)

- Ginger Snap's (2000)

- Texas Chainsaw Massacre

This one is different for everyone bc they made so many...So freaking many and none of them match up together. Not really, lmfao! I like the 2003 remake and 2006 remake prequel the best, then the original from the 70s, then 2 and 3 and 4 I lump together bc they are some campy wild as fuck rides. I laughed through most of them and then was mortified and then laughing again. It's truly peak camp horror. I personally dislike the newest one and the 3D one was *okay* but you can honestly pick and choose to watch any of them and it won't matter bc none of them relate to each other like they should. I would watch the original and the remake and whether you want to watch the remakes prequel in 2006 or number 2 onward etc is up to you!

- Childs Play & Bride of Chucky (1988 and 1998)

- Rob Zombies Halloween Remake

I think you should watch this one if you liked the original Halloween's it's a gritter remake and honestly this Michael scares me even more than the original. He's freaking like 7 feet tall. I have not watched Halloween Kills or any other newer ones with Jamie Lee Curtis and I need to! But I definitely think you should give this one a chance if you liked Halloween. If you ever see RZ Michael Myers on here in prompts or imagines; this is the Michael they're talking about.

- Evil Dead (1981)

*This one is a classic its as campy and gorey as it got for back then but be warned there's a SA scene you can skip where she goes out into the woods. When you see the vines wrap around her...SKIP. The rest is fine.*

- Fear Street (2021)

Honorable mentions that don't really have fandoms but should definitely be watched at least once:

- Pumpkinhead (1988)

It has Jesse from Near Dark/Lance Henrikson as the main character! I grew up with this one and it has that Appalachia horror vibe that's near and dear to my heart. It's about a man getting revenge for his dead son by a witch that lives deep in the mountainside. He pays her debt to summon a hellish demon to take revenge on the young adults that accidentally kill his little boy and leave him to die by the road but then Lance/ The Dad has to try and stop it when it goes too far.

- Tremors (1990)

- Night of the Demons (1988) *Flash Warning*

LMFAO my face when she stuck a lipstick tube through her... 'skin' 😦

I qoute this all the time 👹TeLL mE Im Preettyyy👹 lolol it's fun! Point blank, it is FUN! They were so dumb and decided "Let's open a portal to hell in an abandon funeral home on Halloween" 😃

- I Know What you did Last Summer

This isn't one of my favs bc Julie/the main character gets on my nerves so much. She is so fucking useless most of the movie...BBUUTTTT her friend Helen/Sarah Michelle Giler really makes up for it. It's very similar to Scream that they're being killed off one by one and have to figure out who it is before it's too late but it's not nearly as good as Scream imo. It was kind of a trend after Scream for movies like Valentine, IKWYDLS, Urban Legend etc to try and copy what Scream had and some are good! The Curve is an example! But none of them are Scream to me, not even close but It's worth a watch tho.

- Buffy the Vampire Slayer (Yes, the movie 1992)

- Trick r Treat (2007)

- The Craft (1996)

- Let's Scare Jessica to Death (1971)

- Salems Lot (It's getting a remake this year!!)

- House on Haunted Hill (1999)

- Ghostship (2002)

- The Skeleton Key (2005)

Horror Movies that are my favs that I found scary or creepy or were just that good:

- Pet Semetary (1989)

This is probably my all time favorite horror movie. It is so...Unnerving and eerie and gross without hardly any jump scares and zero cgi for the time. It's all just wonderful acting and special effects makeup and story telling. To this day as an adult, Rachel's sister in the bed makes me uneasy. Anything by Stephen King is usually good but this is by far my all time favorite. Other favorites by him are Carrie, Christine, Sleepwalkers, Firestarter, Children of the Corn, IT, Sometimes They Come Back, and The Shining just to name a few.

- Rosemary's Baby (1968)

- Orphan (2009)

DO NOT LOOK AT REVIEWS. I'D GIVE MY LEFT METAPHORICAL NUT TO REWATCH THIS FOR THE FIRST TIME ALL OVER AGAIN!! Don't ruin it for yourself! Just find it, watch it and enjoy

It's ggoooddd, even tho I've only watched it twice, that was something else.

- The Descent (2005)

I'm claustrophobic and yes whats in the cave is scary but she gets STUCK at one point and I couldn't breathe. I was biting my nails like it's scary but couldn't be me cause I'll never go cave diving ever never ever. The cave itself was scarier than the creature im js.

- The Silence of the Lambs (1991)

- Us (2019)

- Suspiria (2018...I've never seen the original but it's on my list)

- The Others (2001)

- Jeepers Creepers (2001)

THIS ONE. It's probably going to be considered a classic in a few decades. It's this...THING stalking ppl for their body parts. It all could have been avoided if ppl minded there business in this case 🙃 They had the sister being the smart, brave one while the brother was more sensitive which was a nice change of pace for a horror movie

And they are the most realistic sibling duo I've ever seen in a movie too. No overly mushy, 'love you bro/love you sis' vibes. They call each other names but don't hesitate to save each other either while calling each other names. And did I mention the Thing/Creeper is scary af? I live near a cornfield. My parents would point to the sky and be like "OMFG WHAT IS THAT?!" KNOWING this thing terrified me and lil me was screaming and ready to windmill any demon coming from the sky or cornfield after me.

There might be a fandom for this but it's small if there is.

There's so many but I some are good, some are forgettable, some are downright out bad. I just tried to include ones like Scream or Near Dark or that I think you would like! Hope this helps and any followers feel free to drop any recommendations too!! 🖤

[so-writing]

Sugar, Honey, Ice and Tea- Matthew Tkachuk (20)

all parts here

“It’s about fucking time!” 

“Holy shit, he finally did it!” 

“Go, Chucky, get your girl!”

The shouts from the team when they saw the two of you together were as loud as ever and everyone seemed to be celebrating.

“We’re still just friends,” you reminded Matthew and removed his arms from your waist.

“I know,” he shouted after you as you quickly skated away from him.

“So shut your friends up!”

You’d just told yourself that it didn’t matter what the team and their families thought but seeing them, and hearing them cheer on whatever was happening with you and Matthew had you trying to put as much space between the two of you as possible. 

It was easy to think about the two of you when you were alone in a hotel room with one bed, or were in only ones in the hallway at work, or anywhere else where it was just you and him but letting everyone else in wasn’t something you were ready for. You weren’t sure you would ever be ready for it, because it would mean actually letting your guard down. Not just with Matthew, but with everyone around the both of you and thought of doing so wasn’t something you could see yourself doing anytime soon.

You could never picture a time in your life where it was acceptable for Matthew Tkachuk to wrap his arms around you or pull you into a kiss with his teammates and your bosses surrounding you and easily supporting it like it was nothing. 

 The room was starting to get hot and your skates were bothering you. Scanning the wood rink, you found Matthew at the other end fucking around with a few of the guys.  His team, his friends were here now. That meant you probably didn’t need to be, and you doubted he’d notice if you slipped out and took an Uber home. 

*

“Have you seen the girl I came in with, before everybody else got here?”

Matthew had gotten a little too caught up in spending some off time with the guys that he kind of abandoned her. He hoped she was off somewhere socializing with someone else and wouldn’t be be bothered. After checking the entire place and speaking to a bunch of people who claimed they hadn’t seen her in a while, he found himself talking to the girl behind the skate rental counter. 

“She left, turned in her skates like twenty-five minutes ago.”

“What? Did she happen to say why?”

“Nope, just gave back her skates, told me to have a good day and headed out.”

His head was spinning and his feelings were more than a little hurt. They were having fun before everyone else arrived, at least he thought so. What had changed?

“You good, man?”

“Yeah, thank you.”

Matthew replaced his skates with his shoes and set them underneath the table. He couldn’t just leave what was supposed to be a team event, but he needed to know what happened and stepped outside to make the phone call.

Her phone rang twice before she answered. 

“Hello?”

“Uh, hi. What the fuck?”

It came out angrier than intended but fine, maybe he was a little angry. 

“What?”

“You just bailed on me. Why?”

“I just assumed now that everyone was there you’d want to spend time with them. You rarely get to do fun stuff like this with them so I just figured..”

“I get to skate with them everyday. It’s literally my job. I wanted to spend time with you,” he paused for a second to recover, “as friends, obviously.”

At least the first part was true. 

“Oh.”

Oh? That was all she had to say?

“Well, I need to get back inside so I guess I’ll just see you when I see you.” 

“Ok,” he was too irritated and hurt to notice that her voice had gone just a little bit softer. 

*

Matthew ended the call without saying goodbye and you knew you fucked up. He hadn’t been paying much attention to you though, and he looked like he was having so much fun, and maybe you were a little scared that people would get the wrong idea if you hung around him the entire time. 

That’s what friends did though, right? Spent time together? You knew you couldn’t go back to the rollerskating rink and face him, but you knew you couldn’t leave things the way they were. 

His phone went to voicemail after the normal amount of ringing, which you figured would happen. He definitely wasn’t going to be waiting around for you to get in touch with him after ditching the hangout. 

“Look Matt,” you went casual hoping it would soften him a bit, “I’m really sorry I left. I honestly didn’t think you’d be mad but clearly I was wrong. If I’m being honest, this thing happening between us is the most confusing relationship, if you can even call it that, that I’ve ever had and I’m having a really hard time navigating it. Again, I’m sorry for ditching you. I guess I’ll see you at work. I hope you still have fun today.”

++

You were pretty deep into the second season of “The Circle” and a ten piece spicy nuggets from Wendy’s when your phone vibrated. It was a text from Matthew and you were scared to read it. 

So you decided not to, not yet anyway. Hopping off the couch, you headed into the kitchen and poured yourself a considerable glass of wine and downed it like it was a shot of tequila, and then you did it a second time. After that, you grabbed the barely touched bottle of tequila from your cabinet and poured yourself a shot, tossing it back with no chaser. 

It was too much at once but you got comfortably tipsy pretty quickly and decided that it was time to open his message. 

Get out of your fucking head and just hang out with me. We’re trying to be friends, not work out how to handle an arranged marriage. I’ll be home tonight, head up if you want

If he was offering, who were you not to take him up on it?

*

Someone was pounding entirely too aggressively on Matthew’s door and he had an idea of who it might be.

“Jesus, I have neighbors!” 

Matthew pulled her into his apartment and shut the door behind them. He noticed her slightly glazed eyes and the silly smile on her lips, “why are you only cool with me when you’re drunk?”

“I’m not drunk,” she defended, “just nicely tipsy.”

“Come on,” he lead her into the kitchen and thrust a bottle of water into her hands, “drink this.”

“Fine,” she huffed but did it anyway and he couldn’t deny how cute he thought that was. 

She downed the water and seemed to be a little more stable but he wasn’t sure.

“You want to come watch TV with me?”

“Depends, what are you watching?” 

“The Circle.”

“Which season?!” 

She lit up at his response and fuck, that was fucking adorable too.

“Second season, you watch it?”

“Yes! I’m on the tenth episode!”

“I’m only on the second, do you mind watching stuff you’ve already seen?”

“Not at all, I love this show!”

She fell asleep with her head on his chest within twenty minutes and he didn’t dare try and move her so he continued watching the episodes in the same position and finally let himself fall asleep when Netflix asked if he was ‘still watching?’

*

You woke up on a couch you didn’t recognize with your head on a chest you weren’t familiar with. It wasn’t until you stretched your arms and your hand slid into a mess of curls that you realized where you were. 

“Fuck,” his voice was heavy with sleep, “you’re going to have to fuck me if you want to pull my hair like that.”

“Shit,” he was up quickly and practically shoving you off of him, “I didn’t mean that.”

“Jesus, Matthew,” you chuckled at the expression on his face and stood up from the couch to stretch, “this is the worst couch I’ve ever slept on. I thought you had money?” 

“Shut up.”

He ran a hand through his curls as he stood up and you couldn’t stop yourself from watching. Matthew was only dressed in a pair of basketball shorts that hung low on his hips. You counted his abs and wished you had been sober when you slept on them because then you could have truly appreciated them. 

“Eyes on mine,” a smug smile sat on his lips, “you’ve had plenty of looks, no more until you’re willing to return the favor.” 

Matthew Tkachuk was an irritating, annoying pest and an overall pain the fucking ass but he was lovely to look at and you’d always known it. If he could be a scandalous flirt, so could you.

“I could say the same to you. Your eyes have been below my neck since we got up and I think it has something to do with the tank top and shorts I’m wearing.”

He was standing in front of you now, his chest less than an inch from yours and the sexual tension radiating off the two of you was strong enough to cut diamond. 

“I’m looking respectfully,” he commented, “I respect the fact that you are beautiful and that I don’t just want to be your friend. I, respectfully, want so much more than that.” 

There it was fucking was. Matthew didn’t want to be your friend, and you didn’t want to be his either. 

“I’m going to, respectfully, tell you that I don’t want to be your friend either. Also, respectfully, I’d like you to ruin me, Matthew Tkachuk.”

[tuttifuckinfruttifriday]

Hello!

Could I have an Leslie Vernon, Jack Torrance, Chromeskull, Poly! GhostFace The Collector, Charles Lee Ray/Chucky(human) , The Creeper, Pin Head, The Lost Boys, The Man(Hush) and Hannibal(SOTL) with an reader that has starred as black widow. So like they walk on set and see her doing a fight scene like this.

👏

So sorry it took so long 🥺! It’s short too and might not be so good since I’m sleepy. Don’t hesitate to tell me if I made some errors!

Slashers with a badass Blackwidow actress S/O:

Warnings: Small nsfw reference?, ooc Lost Boys and The Collector since I can’t write for them, admiration, violence, mention of Avengers movies, too much times saying

✨a s s✨

Leslie Vernon(NEW!)

He was kind of surprised when he saw you taking down the actors, and then walking like nothing happened before you sprayed another one—

Honestly, he thought he could do the same, him and his freakin’ ego. But he’d find you so badass<3

What really catches his attention tho was when he looked at your face; the face of someone who was on a mission. He loves how you can go to one emotion to the other, how you can get into character^^

He started watching the Avengers movies just because he wants to see you❤️

Jack Torrance

He doesn’t know much about movies since he’s always writing.

But let’s say that he was fascinated when he saw what moves you could do on set. He have seen some actions in his life, but never like that.

The way you just walked like you didn’t give a f, 👌. He finds it seriously hot. He even discovered that it was even better when you were kicking asses-

Decided to watch movies just for you <3

ChromeSkull

When he saw you playing the character, his first reaction was to smirk. You have your little secrets, he likes that. He doesn’t care about the other actors, his eyes being on your figure as you walk proudly, ‘spraying ‘ something at an enemy.

He never thought that you had that in you, and will always make comments.

Tho he’d watch the movies, just out of curiosity, and maybe because he’s proud of ya :)

Poly!Ghostface

They knew you were an actress. They knew everything. They’re the first to support you 1000/100 in you actress career.

They love everything you do, always making some comment there and then.

So seeing you kick ass and being cool makes them h o r n y, and proud. Stu will even joke around and try to do some of your kicks to “help you” before you really turn the scene. But they find it even better when they get to see you doing them with real targets, the joy of seeing people falling taking control of them—

The Collector

He doesn’t really watch movies, but he sure likes to see you practice.

The moves make him want to cringe a little since he likes real action better, but he really likes the outfit... not like he’d ever say it out loud. It certainly gained his curiosity a little since it was you<3

Charles Lee Ray/Chucky

He knew he’d seen you somewhere in the start of your relationship, so he already knew you were an actress.

He finds it sexy af whenever you do anything with that costume on since it hugs your body so well-

He’ll probably watch one of the movies, but just because he wants to see you in that outfit and kicking asses with it🤷🏻‍♀️

The Creeper

Doesn’t know much about what movies are, but he sure likes anything by you show him.

He’s going to be impressed whenever he sees you making a combat scene, thinking about how his little human can make badass actions ✨

He will laugh a little, since he definetly finds it cute, don’t ask you won’t understand

He loves to see the people applauding you at the end and telling you that you did good, since they see what you can do. He’ll watch the movies if you’re with him, but he’ll probably not watch most of it.

PinHead

Doesn’t really care about movies, expect if there’s realistic gore.

But seeing you fight like that, oh boy does he likes it.

Even if he doesn’t say it, the way it looks realistic as if you literally kicked their asses, it makes him... feel.

He’s the only one who wouldn’t watch the movies, because he doesn’t really care... maybe with a little persuasion.

The Lost Boys

You know they can’t watch movies in that cave 🥲

Like most of the slashers, they don’t really watch movies. But seeing you acting and being whole other person makes them feel hot. It’s like when they transform, yk?

So you can say that they seriously loved seeing anything you do on set, but especially the fight scenes like that.

That walk tho, it was sexy.

They might watch the movies, but only if they’re with you so they can tease you!

The Man(Hush)

He’s like most of the “normal people”’s reaction, he would be really proud and support you. He’s so facinated when he sees you acting and ‘killing’ the people blocking your path, the suit hugging your forms-

He’ll watch the movies with you in it out of curiosity, not any other thoughts into his mind 👀^^

Hannibal(SOTL)

Just finding that you’ve stared as one of the most iconic characters makes him smirk. He probably already knew.

He finds the way you cary yourself when you’re acting really... mature/badass^^ Idk how to say that.

Seeing you kick asses and just look so natural makes him proud, knowing that you always had it in you from the start.

He doesn’t really watch movies, being more of a theatre guy, but he at least tried the trailer

[drabbles-mc]

Company and Conversation

Juice Ortiz x F!Reader

Request by Anonymous: What about a Juice x TellerFemReader where Chuck picks up on her feelings for Juice, and helps her to admit her feelings to Juice?

Warnings: language, Juice being an oblivious lil cutie

Word Count: 2.1k

A/N: I know the request specified that the reader be a Teller but as I started writing, that bit didn’t really seem super integral to the plot so I just left it as F!Reader. Hope that’s alright! Enjoy some Chucky! xo

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You knew that sooner or later you were going to run out of bullshit things to ask for help with on your car. About ninety percent of the problems that you brought up to Juice, you knew what was wrong and how to fix it. However, it was one of the only ways that it ever got the two of you any kind of alone time to talk, even if it was just him asking you about what was wrong with the car and walking you through how to fix it. You could listen to him talk about pretty much anything.

“Thanks again, Juice,” you said as he shut the hood of your car, “I owe you one.”

He shook his head, a content little smile on his face, “You don’t owe me anything. But unfortunately, I think I’ve run out of free favors, so you do owe T-M a couple bucks for the part,” he laughed.

You chuckled, “Yea, yea of course.”

He nodded towards the office, “If you wanna go square up with Chucky I can get this all finished up for you.”

You nod, “Sure, thank you.”

You looked back over your shoulder as you walked over to the office to see Juice hopping into the driver’s seat. You hated that the sight of that instantly made a wave of warmth wash over you, your face heating up as you tried not to think about it too much.

“Hey, Chucky,” you smiled at him as you walked through the door.

He looked up at you from the desk, the same genuine smile on his face that he always greeted you with, “How can I help you today, Y/N?”

“Just gotta square up some repair payments?”

He tilted his head slightly, “Something else go wrong with your car?”

You shrugged, getting the gut feeling that Chucky was on the pulse of things around the compound, “Nothing serious. Juice fixed it pretty quick.”

“He must know your car really well by now,” he wasn’t looking at you as he pulled the paperwork together, but you knew the connotation of the comment.

“Well, nice to have someone around here who does,” you chuckled as you fussed with the bottom hem of your shirt.

He motioned for you to sit down across from him so you could go through the paperwork with him. It was a fast interaction, pretty straight-forward like things usually were with Chucky. You were signing the bottom of the paper as he ran your card. You could feel him looking at you but you didn’t comment on it.

“I’m sure he’d let you talk to him without having an excuse,” he said as he handed your card back to you.

“Hm?” you fumbled with your wallet as you heard what he said.

He nodded towards the parking lot, “I think Juan Carlos is just happy for the company and the conversation.”

“Yea,” you nodded slowly as you watched Juice scamper around the T-M lot, “maybe.”

You finished squaring everything up with Chucky and headed back out towards your car. Juice was leaning back against the door, keys dangling from his fingers as he texted on his phone. You walked up slowly, wanting to really take in the sight of him before snapping him out of whatever world he was in inside his head.

He heard your footsteps and looked up, a smile instantly coming across his face, “All set?”

You nodded, “All set.”

He pressed the keys into your hand, “Hopefully you’ll be set for a while,” he paused, smiling, “Not that I don’t love seeing you.”

You felt your face getting hot as you let out a nervous laugh, “Pretty sure you’ve restored almost the whole thing for me at this point.”

He laughed, nodding, “Pretty close.”

You twirled the keys around your finger nervously, “Thank you, Juice,” you fought the urge to step in and hug him.

Your hesitation must’ve been more apparent on your face that you thought because you saw the way that his expression shifted for a moment, “Anytime.”

You gave one last smile and nod before hopping into the driver’s seat. You turned the key in the ignition, taking a deep breath to get your thoughts in order as you did so. As you pulled out of the lot, you glanced into your rearview mirror and saw Juice still standing in the lot, watching you drive off with a smile on his face. You tried to subdue the smile that was fighting its way onto your face. Shaking your head, you focused your thoughts on the road.

“You know,” Chucky popped up, seemingly out of nowhere beside Juice.

He jumped back slightly, not having heard the man walk up, “Jesus Christ, Chucky,” he ran his hand over his mohawk, “Scared the shit out of me.”

“It’s good to stay aware of your surroundings, you know.”

Juice raised his eyebrows a little, chuckling, “Noted. What’s up?”

Chucky’s eyes lit up as he got back towards the reason he had come over to Juice in the first place, “You know, she’s here an awful lot.”

“Yea,” he agreed, blissfully unaware of where Chucky was directing the conversation, “Shit run of luck with that car of hers. Seems like its one thing after another.”

He looked over at Juice, trying to gauge whether or not he was purposely not seeing what Chucky had so clearly been seeing, or if he was really that unobservant, “That’s a considerable amount of bad luck in a short amount of time, isn’t it?”

His brows furrowed in confusion, “I guess so?”

Chucky let out a short sigh as he shook his head, “Awareness, Juan Carlos,” he turned and started walking back towards the office, “Work on your awareness.”

Juice watched him as he walked away, confusion still etched into his features as he whispered to himself, “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

A few days later you found yourself sitting in your car in the T-M lot once again. This time, you had no cover story for being there, no mystery ailment for your car. It was just you, and your little drink tray that had a coffee for you, one for Juice, and a tea for Chucky. You nervously drummed your fingers on the steering wheel as you tried to muster up the courage to get out.

Taking one last deep breath, you cut the ignition, tucking your keys in your pocket before hopping out of the car and grabbing your drinks. You glanced over at the garage and saw that there were a couple mechanics around but none of them were from the MC. You scanned over the line of bikes and tried not to get discouraged as you walked over to the office.

You gently knocked on the door as you walked in, causing Chucky to look up from the paperwork spread out across the desk in front of him. When he saw it was you, a smile crossed his features.

“Y/N, you’re back,” he set his pen down, “Something I can help you with?”

You shook your head, “No, no. I just,” you took his cup out of the drink tray, “I brought you this.”

His eyes lit up, enamored by the gesture, “Really?”

You laughed, nodding, “Yea.”

He motioned towards the chair on the other side of the desk and you gladly took a seat. There were a million thoughts and questions resting on the tip of your tongue, but you kept them to yourself as you listened to Chucky talk. A lot of the time you couldn’t help but to think that out of everyone at the compound, no one enjoyed having a bit of company more than he did.

“Can I take a guess at who the third cup is for?” he asked, completely abandoning the previous topic.

It caught you a little off-guard as you sipped on your coffee, but you instantly felt the heat rising in your face, “I feel like you don’t need to call it a guess, Chucky.”

“He’s in the clubhouse if you want me to go get—”

“No!” you cut him off, immediately trying to regain your composure, “Sorry. Sorry. But, no, you don’t have to do that. It’s fine. It’s not a big deal.”

“A kind gesture is a very big deal.”

You chuckled quietly, “Right.”

“Is there a message being passed along with that coffee?” he lifted his cup to his lips, an intrigued look on his face.

You smiled, “Sometimes coffee is just coffee, Chucky. Just like tea,” you gestured towards his cup, “is just tea.”

“But there’s no reason for my tea to be anything more than tea.”

You opened your mouth to argue, but before you could, Juice came bounding into the office, “Hey, Chucky, you ever get those order forms for—” he stopped when he saw you lounged on the other side of the desk, “Oh, hey,” he smiled, “Sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt.”

“You didn’t,” you shook your head, “I was just—”

“I was just stepping out,” Chucky rose from his seat, making sure to grab his tea as he did, “I can go get those forms for you. Keep Miss Y/N company,” he walked past him, whispering very quietly under his breath, “Awareness, Juan Carlos.”

Juice chuckled, still not sure what Chucky was talking about as he stepped beyond the threshold of the office. He walked over to the desk, leaning back against it. You smiled, trying not to get distracted by the fact that he was only a few inches away from you. Clearing your throat, you forced yourself to speak.

“That’s for you, by the way,” you nodded towards the coffee cup.

“For me?” he looked pleased but confused.

“Yea,” you chuckled, “a little thank you for always fixing up my car.”

He laughed as he took the cup, drumming his fingers on the sides of it, “You really don’t have to thank me. Honestly, I just feel bad that you always have so much stuff going wrong.”

You let out a quiet laugh, “Yea. Um. About that.”

He raised his eyebrows as he sipped on his coffee, expecting you to say that something else had gone wrong. You took a breath to steady your nerves, trying to soak up the last few moments before you said something that you weren’t going to be able to take back.

“Most of the stuff that I brought it here for, I could’ve fixed myself.”

He tilted his head slightly, “What?”

“I just, um,” you hated that it was so difficult to say something so simple, “I just liked having an excuse to see you, to talk to you. I didn’t…I didn’t really know how else to do that.” It was evident on his face that he was trying to process everything that you were saying to him. you fussed with the lid of your cup, “I was told that maybe I should just be a little more direct about it.”

“Oh?” his smile was soft.

You laughed, “Yea. I’ve been made aware of a few things on my last couple of trips here.”

“You know,” he chuckled softly, “funny you should say that. Chucky was just telling me the other day that I’ve gotta be more aware.”

“Aware of what?”

“Everything, I guess?” he shrugged with a laugh, “Never really clarified.”

“I, uh,” your face heated up, “that might’ve had something to do with me. And my, um, car issues,” you threw air-quotes around the words.

“Oh yea?”

“Oh yea,” you laughed, nodding, “I…I really like you, Juice.”

His eyes widened, along with his smile, “Really?”

“Yea, really,” you chuckled, “What did you think this was—” you shook your head, “Never mind. Anyway. I like you. And, if you’re up for it, I’d really like to go grab a drink with you sometime. The coffee doesn’t count,” you smirked.

He laughed, “I’d like that.”

“Yea? Okay, great. Any chance I could get your number, then?” you pulled your phone out of your pocket.

He gladly took it from you and plugged his number in. There was a giddy smile on his face and it was impossible not to mirror his expression. He handed the phone back to you and you smiled as you looked over the number.

“Great,” you nodded as you tucked the phone back into your pocket, “I’ll give you a call soon, then.”

He beamed, “Looking forward to it.”

There was a beat of silence and you looked over at the door, gasping slightly when you saw that Chucky was leaning against the doorframe. Juice whipped his head to look as well, having the same reaction as you. He shook his head, not able to understand how he was still surprised when Chucky popped up places.

“How long have you been standing there?” you asked.

He smiled knowingly, “Just the right amount of time.”

[troubatrain]

adore you - m. tkachuk

a/n: when i asked for fics to bring back i had a few people ask me for this one - i have the biggest soft spot for this fic because it was the first one that ever got a decent amount of notes on my old blog so I hope you guys love it a second time :)

Matthew Tkachuk was the bane of your existence. He was egotistical, a little dumb and flat out annoying. But, no matter what you did you could never get rid of him. You were forced to spend time with him because your best friend, Hannah, was dating his teammate, Noah. You actually liked Noah, he was kind and extremely good to Hannah. You couldn’t understand how he put up with Matthew and you honestly had a second thought about your friendship when he explained to you that they’d played together on US teams when they were younger too. 

Matthew had been a nightmare since the first night you met, when Hannah went on and on about how she thinks you guys should meet because you’d be perfect together. As usual, you told her you weren’t looking for anything right now, because you were just too busy for it. But, you went along anyway and Hannah introduced the two of you. You’d never met a more annoying human being in your life, who was so sure you were going to sleep with him that night that you ended up chewing him out in the middle of the bar. When you’d finally finished ranting, he just went on about how cute you looked when you were mad at him and you felt your blood boil. That was two months ago, and in those two months he’d spent every waking moment of his day trying to bother you about something.

Which would explain why, as you were home catching up on some work, there was a knock on the door of your apartment and you already knew who it was. You’d opened the door and like you’d received once a week for almost a month, there was someone delivering a bouquet of flowers for Mrs. Tkachuk. You’d signed for them, not bothering to explain to yet another random delivery man that you were not in fact married and tossed them immediately in your garbage. Snapping a picture and sending it to Matthew like you’d done every other time.

Glad you signed that contract, because you’re going to go broke sending me flowers.

You’re worth every penny wifey ;)

You rolled your eyes at the nickname, annoyed with how often this went on. You called Hannah who’d been the cause of all of this in the first place, and waited for her to pick up the phone.

“Hey Y/N what’s up?” Hannah asks.

“If Matthew sends me another bouquet of flowers you can tell Noah he’s going to have one less teammate,” You practically growl into the phone, hearing Noah’s laugh in the background.

“Give Chucky a chance Y/N, the kid wants to marry you,” Noah says, taking the phone from his girlfriend’s hand.

“He’s a nightmare Noah,” You say, sighing into the phone.

“He ADORES you,” Noah explains, “He literally never stops asking about you, speaking of, are you coming to Sean’s party with us tonight?”

“Will you keep Matthew away from me?” You ask, deciding that’s the only way you’d want to even go.

“Yes, I will try and keep Chucky away from you,” Noah promises and you reluctantly agree to go to the party, earning a cheer from Hannah through the phone.

--

When you get to the party, it’s in full swing. The room is filled with people you knew and didn’t and you were honestly shocked Sean knew this many people. You were thankful though, because you knew it would be extremely easy for you to avoid Matthew all night. 

You were doing great with your initial plan of avoiding Matthew. You were having a good time, dancing and drinking with your friends. You definitely were drunk but so was everyone else at the party. You’d escaped to go to the bathroom, walking down the hallway to one of the bathrooms in Sean’s large home. You stopped in front of his wedding photos, looking at the pictures from his nuptials that happened the summer before. 

“When we get married it’ll be even better than Sean’s,” You hear behind you and instantly knew was standing behind you, “Think about it you can plan one of those pinterest weddings, we’ll get hitched, I’ll take us on a sick honeymoon and we can hang our wedding photos in some big old house together.”

“You’re insufferable,” You say, turning around to face the pest behind you, but when you turned your heel caught the edge of the rug you were standing under and you stumbled, falling directly into Matthew in front of you.

“And you’re drunk,” Matthew says, holding you up so you don’t hit the floor.

“I’m fine,” You say, your words slurring together more than you’d intended, you push yourself away from Matthew to stand up yourself.

“No you’re not, I saw you, you had like 4 shots with Hannah,” Matthew says, knowing just how much you’d had to drink.

“How do you even know that, stalker,” You say back, crossing your arms across your chest.

“I was keeping an eye on you, there’s a lot of people here, and you’re absolutely oblivious,” Matthew says and just as he was saying something genuinely kind, he had to ruin it.

You shook your head at his comment, “You’re honestly the worst.”

“I know, can I get you home now?” Matthew says, holding up his keys.

“I can get home myself,” You say, stumbling over your own feet when you try and move down the hallway.

“Y/N please let me just get you home safe, no funny business I swear,” Matthew promises, wrapping his arm around your waist to keep you still.

You push his arm off of you, “You’ve never done anything funny in your life, and fine.”

Matthew smiles at the insult, “Thank you, c’mon wifey we gotta get you home.”

He grabs your hand and laces his fingers with yours, pulling you out of the house and down the street to where his car was parked. He opens the door of the black Audi, letting you slide in. Hopping into the driver’s seat, he starts the car to head to your apartment.

“You drive a less douchier car than I thought,” You say, taking in the views of Calgary as you drove through the city.

“I think that was almost a compliment,” Matthew says, laughing.

“Your taste in music is terrible though,” You say, pointing to the top 40 story that was playing on the radio.

“There it is,” Matthew says, pulling in front of your building, turning his car off.

“I can get up to my place myself,” You say, opening the door to get out of the car.

Matthew sighs, “Please Y/N.”

“Whatever,” You mutter, not in the mood for an argument. You both ride up the elevator to your floor in silence, walking down the hallway to your apartment.

“Thank you by the way,” You say, opening the door to your apartment.

“Anytime,” Matthew says, heading back down the hallway, “By the way, I meant it, I’m marrying you one day.”

You shake your head and shut the door, heading to get ready for bed.

--

The next week Matthew and yourself had gone back to your normal bickering. You didn’t think much into the weird conversation you’d had in Sean’s house, unsure of why Matthew was so concerned with getting you home safe. It bothers you for a small amount of time, until you heard him compliment your ass from across Noah’s kitchen and you knew things had gone back to normal. With the All Star break over and Matthew flying back to Calgary you knew your small vacation from his pestering would be over.

But, you were packing to head to Edmonton with Hannah to go see your parents. The two of you were both from Edmonton, moving to Calgary to go to college together. While Hannah's hockey loyalty switched over to the Flames the day Noah asked her to be his girlfriend, you were still a big Oilers fan, only cheering for the Flames because of your friends with Noah and his teammates. But, after the game right before the break, in which Matthew couldn’t stop being a rat and running his mouth in the media, you were almost excited to go to the game. Looking forward to watching him get roughed around a little bit. You pack the Kassian jersey you’d bought recently, knowing you’d be going to the game with Hannah and looking forward to pissing Matthew off beyond belief. 

--

You’d spent the first couple of days in Edmonton, catching up with your family and friends that lived there. You were excited to have had the couple of days home, spending time with your parents and reaping the benefits of having your mom take care of you for a few days. 

You were standing in your childhood bedroom, packing up some stuff to bring back with you on your drive back to Calgary the next morning. You finished packing and slipped on your outfit for the game, putting on the Kassian jersey you’d packed. You hear Hannah beep her horn outside of your parents house, and you head out the door to see her.

“You didn’t actually buy that,” Hannah shakes her head in disbelief, thinking you were kidding when you’d told her about the jersey a couple of weeks prior.

“If Matthew gets to spend every waking moment of his life irritating me, I’m going to do the same back,” You shrug, “Plus we’re in Edmonton, it’s fine.”

Hannah sighs, “I wish I understood you guys.”

The rest of the car ride is spent catching up on how you’d both spent the last few days. Arriving at the arena, you both head in, sitting at the seats Noah had gotten for the both of you. You were right against the ice, on the Flames side of course, watching them skate for pregame warm ups. You see Noah spot you, shaking his head at your choice in jersey. You see him skate over to Matthew and point in your direction, the curly haired menace turning his attention over to you. His nostrils flare out, and he skates directly into the boards in front you, knocking your beer on the ledge to the ground.

“I cannot stand you,” You say, annoyed you’d have to go get another drink.

“Look at what you’re fucking wearing,” You hear him say before skating away, spending the rest of warm ups away from you.

“He’s mad Y/N,” You hear Hannah say, pointing to Matthew across the ice.

“Good,” You say, sipping on the beer you had to go get after Matthew knocked the first one over.

The game was off to a hot start, and hits were flying in true Battle of Alberta fashion. The entire crowd was waiting to see if Matthew would finally drop his gloves with Kassian after the media circus that ensued after their last meeting. When he finally does, you feel Hannah grab your arm, taking your attention away from your phone and you look up watching Matthew square up against Kassian. You watch him throw punch after punch, finally knocking him to the ground, Matthew looking over at you as he skates over to the box.

The rest of the game was intense, ending in a 3-4 shootout win for the Flames. You head to the locker rooms, waiting outside for Noah. The team starts to roll out one by one, looking exhausted from the hit heavy game they just played.

“You’re not actually wearing that right now,” You hear Johnny say, laughing as he comes up to you, “You must have put Chucky’s mind in a blender.”

“I’m sure he’ll recover,” You say, spotting Matthew leaving the locker room, making a beeline over to you.

“Sorry I had to give your boy a beating tonight,” He says, still a little mad at you.

“Yeah I just love him, the whole team actually,” You say, trying to rile him up.

He glares at you, before leaning down and whispering in your ear, “Nineteen’s a better number for you don’t you think?”

You ignore the chill that climbs up your spine when he places his hand on the small of your back, “Over my dead body.”

Matthew shakes his head and walks down the hallway to head back to the team’s hotel, not letting you know that seeing you in that Oilers jersey made his skin crawl.

--

When you arrive back in Calgary, you’d gotten four texts from Matthew, asking you if you’ve gotten back to your apartment yet. When you finally do, there’s a box at the door, a large red bow on top. Your gut says it’s from Matthew, and your suspicions were confirmed when you opened the box and revealed a Flames jersey, the number nineteen glaring at you. You pick up the card and nearly gag at the writing

Looks better than orange and blue babe - Matty

You think about tossing the jersey in the trash like you’d done with every bouquet of flowers he sent you, but you something wouldn’t let you. You leave the box on the island in your kitchen, deciding you’ll do something about it later. You set down the box and look at your phone, checking your texts to see Hannah had texted you to see if you were going to meet her out after Noah’s game tonight. You debate it internally for a moment, but decide to go out.

--

Later that night, you arrive at the bar and instantly spot the large group of hockey players standing in the corner. You walk over and immediately hear the sound of Matthew’s laugh, giggling at some stupid joke he probably told. You catch up with everyone and head over to the bar to grab a drink. While you’re waiting to get the bartender’s attention, you feel a hand on the small of your back and turn around to see Matthew standing behind you.

“You look incredible tonight,” Matthew whispers in your ear, flagging down the bartender with ease.

“I can’t believe you followed me over here,” You say, turning your back to him.

“I can’t believe you don’t want to be with me,” Matthew says, “We’d make such cute babies.”

Matthew drones on about how if you guys had kids, they’d probably have his hair but he wants them to have your smile. It would be cute if you didn’t know he was doing it to get under your skin. Your eyes scan the bar, seeing a group of girls pointing to Matthew and whispering, probably about the Flames resident pest being out at the bar. 

“Don’t you have a fan club to entertain,” You say, nodding your head towards the girls.

“I could talk to you all night and I’d still take one of those girls home,” Matthew smirks back at you and while you’d usually feel your blood boil at the comment, you felt something different. A pang of jealousy washes over you at the thought of Matthew giving his attention to someone who wasn’t you. You’d had it for so long, and something in your gut said you didn’t want anyone else to have his attention the way you did. You look at him for a moment, taking his blue eyes and crooked smile, and relishing in the way his hand on your back feels.

You sigh, “You could just take me home.”

You see Matthew choke on his beer, “I can - I - what?”

You giggle at his reaction, his usually cocky demeanor diminishing as you finally decide he can have what he wants, “You can take me home,” you repeat again, running your fingertips along his arm.

“You’re fucking with me,” Matthew says in disbelief.

“I’m not, but you have to promise me something,” You say and he nods, prompting you to finish your statement, “I can still plan the wedding.”

Matthew laughs at the reminder of what he told you at Sean’s party, “You can have whatever you want babe.”

You grab his hand and lace his fingers with yours, leading him out of the bar and into his car. Matthew knew that once he finally got you, he wasn’t going to let you go.

[booberry-shodeiko]

What are Sho and Reis love life like? Do they go out to spooky cons??

Hey! Thanks for asking us our first ask! :))!!

I’d say our love life is a comfy warm atmosphere.

Oh by the way…this is shoda here first! Reiko was to shy to go first..sooo I’m taking over for now!

We both are the same in nature but express things differently if that’d make sense?, or just we bounce back from eachother, they usually push me to try new things as I already do enjoy doing so. Just sometimes I am admittedly a little shy to ‘new’ ideas.

Reiko brings in a much deeper darker sense of life towards me, one that for awhile I didn’t really see and or tried to avoid (guilty) but then I eventually got comfortable too more ‘grim’ things. Such as ghosts/death and all her spooky special interests! I am much more confident now with ‘spooks’ and ‘scares’ an whatnot. So I can confidently say that, yes! I have been to some spooky cons with them indeed! (My favorite so far is the horror movie convention we went too! We dressed up as chucky and Tiffany. Lots of people complimented us! It was a very fun time!)

I love getting to know about him so much. I love getting to experience a new life with them.

We do well together. Sometimes I could absolutely be walked on all over by my classmates and they’ll be their to be my spokesperson just as I am with them. We really do speak to eachother loudly than anybody could hear us..In our very own unique way. I’d love to keep it that way. Though I already know it will absolutely stay that way. I am in it for the long haul as are they.

We really do bring out the best in eachother!

(I am their little snowman and they are my spooky lil ghost!..)

Reiko:

Huh..oh hey👻…ok I finally have the courage now. To take over..Thanks shoda..(no problem! /in the background/ )

I was listening to my boyfriend ok..just aghh. mushy stuff. Anyways-

Yes our love life. It’s very interesting seeing things other then just from my eyes. Shoda brought me to see the ‘light’ you’d call it in life.

I know I love the darkness..the cold. We are in the blizzards..But he’s like this warm blanket to me. Towards us.

The hot cocoa to life.

For being a huge nerd that he is. He checks out for having a great analysis on everything I like even if at first the things I enjoyed weren’t his cup of tea. Things I didn’t notice till he mentioned it.

He’s observe like that. But I love that about him. That he actually pays attention towards everything. And tries new things for me. He’ll pop in on occasion to hear my music. Or even watch scary movies with me..and performing rituals and whatnot with me too. (And yes. We have been to spooky cons before. They were very fun an cool. I have to post more pictures about it sometime but for now I’ll share this one I have that’s my favorite cause we look cute.)

To end this off.

I honestly always felt so lonely my whole life. And I just got use to it. To having no one see me…get the reference?👻👻👻. But he noticed me alright.

And persisted…and eventually we..spoiler…get together..Anyways BLEGH..I’m getting mushy..eww well. That’s how I see us. Just a spooky little ghost ghoul and a silly lil snowman. Keeping eachother company in the blizzard of life..🌨