#seth gecko x y/n

[bumblesimagines]

Imagine:

Telling Seth he's the love of your life

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(Y/N) smiled softly, looking over the engagement ring. The moment (Y/N) was turned, his life was ripped away from him. He watched friends, family, and lovers die while he lived in the shadows as a monster. When he came to terms with his curse, he came to terms with the fact he'd never find love. It changed when the infamous Seth Gecko strutted into his life.

(Y/N) watched the ice cubes melt, mixing in with his drink. He had tuned out whatever song they were playing, eyes focused on his drink yet his mind was elsewhere.

"What'd the drink do to you?" (Y/N) blinked, lifting his gaze and looking at the handsome man sitting beside him.

"What?" (Y/N) furrowed his brows, straightening up. His gaze trailed down, taking in the business suit. Not exactly club attire.

"You've been glaring at it for the past hour." The man chuckled, giving him a smile. (Y/N) hummed, shaking his head.

"Just.. Spaced out." He breathed out, shrugging lightly as he gently pushed the drink away. The man nodded, getting the bartender.

"Two beers. One for me and one for this lovely gent." The man said. (Y/N) cocked a brow, resting his head on his fist.

"So, you're here all alone.. Staring down inanimate objects. What gives?"

"I don't think I should be talking to a robber." (Y/N) said, glancing at the bartender when their drinks were placed down. The man, Seth Gecko, chuckled and leaned back.

"You've heard of me?" He asked, smug grin spreading across his pretty face. (Y/N) let a smile slip, nodding slowly as his finger slowly traced the rim of the glass.

"Business suit at an odd location, attractive young man, charming smile, culebra brother who's Satanico's ex. Everyone knows you." (Y/N) shrugged, watching him. Seth's shoulders tensed, grin slowly dropping. He cleared his throat, looking away as the playfulness disappeared. (Y/N) hummed, lifting the drink up to his lips. He placed it down, licking his lips.

"I heard you weren't a fan of us." (Y/N) sighed softly, looking at him. Seth shifted, glancing around the club. He leaned forward, arms resting on the hard wood.

"Shame.. I was hoping to score." Seth muttered, tapping his fingers on the wood. (Y/N) chuckled, facing him and leaning back in the stool.

"You still can."

"What's on your mind, sweets?" Seth asked, gaze on the road. He glanced at (Y/N), taking in the small smile on his face. (Y/N) looked at him, letting out a soft sigh. He lightly shrugged, looking forward.

"Nothing.. Just thinking about the wedding." (Y/N) replied, looking at his fiancé with a tender gaze. Seth nodded, smiling as he glanced at him.

"I still like the venue in Amarillo but if you want to have it in Mexico, we can make arrangements. Eddie and Kate are the only humans attending anyways." Seth gently took his hand, holding it as the car slowed down. They got out, the moon shining on the warehouse. They could hear hissing and grunting from inside.

"So, what's the issue?" Seth asked, grabbing some stakes from the trunk.

"Some rebelling culebras. A whole group of misogynistic idiots who think Kisa isn't a good leader." (Y/N) explained, approaching the warehouse with him. Seth hummed and nodded, entering the warehouse. They quickly dodged a flying Scott. Scott groaned, slowly getting up. He looked at them, giving a thumbs up. Seth returned it, raising his gun and shooting at the culebras. (Y/N) took a stake from Seth, running to the guy choking Richie. He quickly drove a stake through his chest, watching him drop Richie and turn to ash. Richie cleared his throat, fixing his glasses as he stood and gave him a nod. (Y/N) chuckled, reaching forward and fixing his tie.

"I know you and Kisa are still broken up. Thanks for coming to help my best maiden." (Y/N) said, smiling and turning around. Kisa was kicking ass as always. Kate and Scott were able to defend themselves pretty well. (Y/N) dealt with his fair share of culebras, gaze landing on one who picked up a stake. (Y/N) followed their line of sight, seeing Seth punching one culebra. (Y/N) swallowed, quickly rushing over. (Y/N) wrapped his arms around Seth, cringing when he felt the stake impale him.

"Babe?" Seth breathed out. (Y/N) bit his bottom lip, leaning back and resting his forehead against Seth's. He slid his ring off, slipping it in Seth's pocket.

"You're the love of my life, Seth Gecko. I love you so much." (Y/N) breathed out, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. Seth blinked, lips parting and eyes widening as he watched his lover turn to dust.

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[starshipsofstarlord]

Goodbye My Lover

Part Four

Other Parts | Part One | Part Two | Part Three

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Pairing | Richie Gecko x reader

Summary | it is revealed why you are wishing to reign the throne, and be the queen of your kind. And Richie begins to endure an old, and terrifying habit, of seeing monsters all around him.

Warnings | mentions of death, violence, threatening

“You’re dying.” Santanico speculated, staring observantly up at you as you stood above her. She wasn’t sure whether to be relieved, given the situation, or worried, for it seemed to be prompting your power hungry actions.

The pair of you had never been close, considering the influence and change that she held over Richie’s head, but despite everything, the two of you had always stood on even ground. However, she could determine that the tides had changed, and that the woman that you had whence been was gone.

“Not dying.” It was a snap in her direction, a premise for forbidding her from knowing that she was practically correct. “Becoming. When Amaru was gone, the human side of me disappeared too, leaving only my body and a thirst to collapse all empires around me. The day I died, I found my purpose.”

“Bullshit.” Santanico stated, glaring up at you as you prowled frustratedly around her. “That is just what you told yourself so that it doesn’t pain your conscience. You are dying, and this time, you are not okay with that.”

“It has nothing to do with you, snake!” You hissed at her, your eyes piercing yellow as you stride towards her. “The only way you are involved, is for the throne.” Without ease, you gripped her neck, lifting her efficiently off from the ground. “And if you hadn’t noticed, your people aren’t protecting you; they’re watching me treat you like prey.”

“Y/n...” she choked, her nails scrambling against your hand for some mercy. In return to her vulnerability, you raised a printing brow at her attempts of bargaining, causing her expression to fall flat. “Take it...” to her dismay, she caved, and within an instant, she was dropped.

“I’m glad that we could clear that up, Kisa.” A wild smirk partook placement upon your face, and with little care, you left, the monsters and men trailing behind you, some of the weaker remaining behind, for they remained loyal to the fallen queen.

But she was no longer the prodigy of royalty, for she had given that title up. Santanico raised her hand to her neck, feeling the skin be charred and burned. There was something very off with you, and it had a tell, that was now all resembled upon her skin. You weren’t just a cullebra, there was something else going on.

Richie opened his eyes, seeing the terror taunting him once more. Nobody understood his fear of the distorted faces; they didn’t exist to them. But they waged a nightmare upon him, even to this day.

“Seth,” Kate called to his brother, noticing how he cowered so protectively in the corner of the motel room. They were all supposed to be leaving, and tracking down wherever the alive ally that they thought had been dead had disappeared off to.

The eldest of the two Geckos frowned, calling out the name of his brother with a worried frown. However, his verbal intrusion served no purpose, Richie was locked and focused on whatever was occupying and terrifying his ample mind.

The monsters had him trapped, but as he reeled his mind off for reasons for why they had returned, Richie could only conclude the cause to one thing. Your return.

It felt like a relief to know that you were alive, and not dust in his past. However, you were no longer an image of the woman that he loved, and it appeared that you didn’t have a return of that emotion either. And it killed him; he felt immensely heartbroken; almost forgotten.

“Richie.” He frowned, hearing your voice reach his ears in a sultry whisper. His face contorted into a frown, watching with wide eyes as you stepped through the entourage of monsters that was keeping him uncollected and half rabid. You looked beautiful; like an enchantress that was trying to seduce him.

Although, he knew that this image of you was a false wall. If you were actually speaking with him, you wouldn’t be here. “Y/n.” He spoke your name, it falling like a contradicting blessing and curse from his pale lips. But the look in your eyes told him otherwise.

“Don’t you wish that I was her?” Nonchalantly, you shook your head, disappointed by your naivety. “Well, I hate to dismiss all your crappy hopes and dreams, but I’m not. You can call me Lilith.”

Seth looked away from Richie, transfixing his gaze towards his phone for a moment, seeing an unknown number calling him. Cautiously, the human answered, bringing the phone to his ear, whilst Kate continued to helplessly view Richie in his personal panic.

“Hello?”

“Seth.” It was Santanico, and the woman had much to say, a lot of which none of them were sure to like.

[angelaiswriting]

Tease (Vol. 2) | Richie Gecko x fem!reader

✏️ Pairing: Richie Gecko x fem!reader

✏️ Summary: in which Y/N is a big tease (but at least she makes Richie cum).

✏️ A/N: part two of my ‘write smut in 1k’ challenge failed miserably haha oh well, enoy! 😈 bjs aren’t my forte, so any feedback is welcome x

✏️ Warnings: 18+ ONLY (fingering + oral m/r)

✏️ Word-count: 1,831

The excitement that comes with the knowledge that tonight is their night has yet to stop buzzing underneath her skin when Y/N gets out of the shower and wipes condensation from the frameless mirror hanging above the sink of the small motel bathroom. She smiles at her reflection and then, for a second or two, she lets that giggle go.

Last time they spent a night bunkered up somewhere is… too long ago to remember with complete certainty. She knows it was fun – it always is with Richie – but she cannot, for the life of her, remember the details. Tonight’s for new memories, though, and the best thing is, he was the one coming up with the idea. Let’s do something, just the two of us. No Seth, no plans, no nothing. Just. Us. – a bit too good to be true, sure, since all he’s been able to think about for the last couple of months is how to get his big brother out of jail, but that’s not something worth spending time on.

She quickly towels herself off and doesn’t even bother a glance at the new lingerie set she bought that afternoon for the occasion – it would end up in shreds anyway and she’s paid quite a bit for it. So, she simply wraps that hideous pastel green towel around herself and opens the bathroom door.

Richie laying back against the pillows on his single bed, hands resting behind his head, legs crossed at the ankles, glasses still on and dressed in nothing else but his pants is what she expects to find. And that’s also the one thing that doesn’t greet her when she walks back into the room.

Instead of waiting for her, Richie is sitting cross-legged on his bed, sure, but with the billion papers planning Seth’s escape scattered in front of him.

A frown settles on her face and in an attempt to stop herself from frowning, she tightens her hands into fists and crosses her arms in front of her chest. They’ve gone over that plan a billion times by now, to the point where they know it by heart and could recite it in their sleep. They’ve come up with all the things that could go wrong and how to avoid them – or how to get out of trouble in case they do go wrong. There’s absolutely no need to revise it again. What is this, high school?

This is supposed to be our night, she thinks as she sits down with a sigh on the chair in front of his bed. It’s a couple of seconds later that she realizes this could still be it, and when the thought pops up unsolicited in her mind, a smirk settles on her lips.

She undoes the towel and lets it fall to the side as her left hand trails down her breast and her abdomen before settling between her parted legs for a moment.

“Richie?” She sucks on two fingers before bringing her hand back on her sex. She’s wet and hot, and it’d be a lie if she said she didn’t get herself off just ten minutes ago in the shower.

But Richie doesn’t look up at her. He merely hums in acknowledgment and moves the papers around, probably looking for a map or a page of notes in particular.

Her smirk grows and the annoyance that could have been there isn’t there anymore. It’s hot when she thinks about it. At some point he’s going to look at her, maybe to ask her something, and he’s going to see her spread open like that. One hand between her legs, two fingers slowly pumping into her, and the other playing with her breast.

This time, when she calls his name, Richie is a strained moan followed by a whimper when her thumb starts toying with her clit.

He does look up now. The annoyance he might feel at being distracted evaporates from his features in a flash and a grin takes its place. “What are you doing?” he asks, gathering all the papers on his bed into a messy pile and moving it aside.

“I should be asking you that.”

He doesn’t need to ask her to come here twice, for she removes her hand from in-between her legs and as she stands up and walks over to him, she sucks her fingers clean. “I got carried away,” he hums as an excuse when he sits on the edge of the bed, bare feet resting on the floor.

She sits in his lap and instead of leaning in to meet his pursed lips to kiss him, she tilts her head to the side and peppers kisses on the side of his neck, her fingers already fumbling with the buttons of his shirt. “I want you to take this off now.”

He tenses in anticipation for a moment against her, but eventually, his fingers take to undoing the buttons as she licks and suckles at the skin of his neck. When he takes his shirt off, she leans back for a moment, takes him in, just to then push him back to lie down, lips light against his chest, pressing barely-there kisses down his sternum and his abdomen.

“There’s just you and me tonight, remember?” She’s kneeling on the floor between his legs now and her hand palming at his growing erection through the pants of his suit almost makes his eyes cross.

He groans a yeah that fades into nothing when she licks up one side of his v-line as her hands do quick work of his belt and zipper.

It feels like an eternity has to pass before she drags his pants and boxers down his legs and even then, her mouth is insistent on his inner thighs.

“You’re such a tease,” he groans when she finally moves her hand up his erection, gently pressing it down against his abdomen so that she can leave a kiss on his left ball.

She tries not to giggle, but she fails, and for a second her lips are pressing against his hipbone, her breathing cut off by the barely-contained laughter. “Yeah, I guess I learned from the best, then.”

He’s about to mouth her off when, instead of proceeding with her teasing, she licks a stripe up his dick, from base straight to tip, making sure to focus her attention on the vein on the underside of his erection. He breathes out of his nostrils and it’s noisy, almost strained as she presses a wet kiss to his head, right above the frenulum. Her tongue comes out, flattens against the underside of his head and licks up and over the glans, the tip of her tongue teasing his slit.

His hand tangles in her wet hair and pulls on the strands for a moment before he manages to relax again when she takes him in her mouth. She moans around him at the feeling. His abdomen tenses underneath her hand and when she takes him deeper into her mouth, she lightly scratches his skin. There’s a quick, light thrust up of his hips at the unexpected sensation, and it makes her gag for a moment around him before she pulls up again.

“Relax,” she whispers against him, lips pressed against the side of his tip as her hand slowly moves up and down.

Payback, her grin tells him when he opens his eyes to look at her.

He knows better than to put pressure on her, so he fully relaxes back and as he does so, the movement of his hand pushes the pile of papers and most of it slips to the floor.

She shushes him when he complains with a groan and instead of expressing her tired opinion about a plan they already know better than the back of their hand, she presses her lips against his glans once more. “There’s just us,” she hums against him before taking him in her mouth.

This time she doesn’t stop and although her mouth focuses on the upper part of his erection, her hand works the rest of it. It’s slobbery and messy, her movements are poorly coordinated, but she has plans for tonight and may she be damned if she doesn’t see them through.

The muscles in Richie’s thighs tense the closer he gets to orgasm and with her alternating between taking him in her mouth and suckling on his head and its rim and frenulum, she knows it won’t be long before he does come.

“Fuck, Y/N,” he groans, both of his hands now on her head, undecided between pulling her up and pushing her down deeper, fingers tangling in her hair anyway.

His hips roll up even though she tries to keep them down and before he can call her name again, he comes on her tongue, breath cut short in the back of his throat as she suckles on him.

One hand resting right above his raging heart, she’s pressing kisses to his chest when he comes back to reality and opens his eyes.

“You are a fucking tease,” he chuckles, breathless, arms spread wide like some eagle.

“It’ll make you think twice next time before you decide to waste time on something you know by heart.” The look on her face is playful, though, and it makes him smile. “You can always give me payback now. The night is not over yet.”

She quickly pulls away with a chuckle when he tries to pin her down against his body but she has no time to warn him to watch out: with his pants still bunched around his ankles, he trips forward with the first step he takes.

*

“What the hell happened to your face?” is the first thing that leaves Seth’s mouth when he hops into the car.

Y/N is sitting in the middle of the backseat and has to contain the sudden burst of laughter threatening to make an appearance at those words. She’s careful not to look in the rearview mirror because she knows that if she meets Richie’s eyes, she’s not going to be able to keep a cool façade. Her heart always squeezes a bit every time she sees his swollen face and the yellow underneath his eyes, and the cast on his nose still makes her wish she had fully taken off his pants five days ago. But the memory of his fall still makes her laugh at times, and Richie is still too proud to see that accident in a playful light.

“Oh, well, it got a little rough between me and Y/N,” he smirks. “If you get the drift.”

But then, at that answer, Seth turns around to look at her with a face that’s both a what the fuck? and a what’s the truth? and there’s no stopping her from cackling.

“Yeah, right,” she laughs. “More like between him and the floor.”

dude i’m sorry

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Seth Gecko x Reader - “I’m Only Trying To Help”

Having met Seth through his brother when the latter accidentally dragged you into this whole Culebra business and yet you just couldn’t seem to get along. After he scares you out of your skin, when you help the brothers out of a bad situation, you decide that this is the last straw and decide to confront him. What does he have to say for himself?

Requested by @chimera4plums :”You’re awesome Can you maybe write one where the reader and Seth like kinda hate each other but eventually end up together? Please" 

A/N: I hope you like it, although I didn’t include the fact that they get together otherwise it would turn into a really long fic, I stopped when he asks her out on a date (in his own way of course), I hope it’s alright for your liking.

Warning: language

“(Y/N), you think you could like, come over here to help?” Richie’s voice was barely distinguishable over the panic that surrounded her.

“Yes, let me just finish over here and I’ll try to get to you,” (Y/N) responded, pressing the phone as close to her ear as possible.

“Thanks, I’ll send you the address.” she heard him sigh in relief.

“Is your brother going to be there?” 

Richie didn’t answer for a few moments and that’s all she needed to know the answer.

“Just, please come,” 

****

One hand was securely around her gun that was resting in the passenger seat as her free palm gripped the steering wheel. The car was rolling cautiously down the street, eyes scanning her surroundings as the row of houses extended onto the horizon and into the darkness. 

Her heart was beating, from what she understood, they were trapped in a house and people were going crazy, her job was to get them out.

Well, if Seth was going to be his usual self, she was going to dump him on the side of the road and tell him sarcastically that she hoped he wouldn't get eaten by cannibals. 

“Is the outside of the house a light grey colour?” (Y/N) inquired. 

“I didn’t pay attention but let me try and get to a window.” 

“Where are you guys even?” her eyebrows furrowed, finding the situation become increasingly ridiculous the more she heard about it. 

“Garage, we barricaded ourselves inside.” 

“...okay,” confusion and uneasiness laced at her face and tugged at her heart, “please stay safe,” her request came out as a whisper.

Her concern immediately washed away once she distinguished the familiar annoying voice.

“What is she even doing? Eating? Painting her nails again? Why the hell is she taking so long?” 

“Seth, please just shut up!” Richie sneered. 

“Richie, I’m coming to pick you up, leave little miss asshole in there okay?” 

“Seriously, this is not the time, between the both of you-”

“Oh, I see you!” (Y/N) interrupted, her gaze finally catching a familiar silhouette in a window as soon as, what seemed like a plank of wood, was taken off.

“We’re on our way,” the younger Gecko ended the call. 

Anxiously, her fingers tapped against the dashboard. If what was happening where she was was happening here as well, it made her even more stressed that her car was out in the open, given it’s not very well secured structure. The fact that she had to keep the doors unlocked was also making her heart race at an uncomfortable rate. 

Her breathing completely stopped when she perceived something move in her rearview mirror -- but it moved so quickly she didn’t have the time to process who it was… or what it was.

Not wanting to test the reliability of further mirrors in her car, she briskly turned around in her seat, not caring about the uncomfortable position she was in and more focused on the unknown danger that was approaching her vulnerable state. 

Hearing shuffling dangerously close to the car, she stopped breathing completely to try and hear what was happening. By the lack of visibility, she guessed whatever was close was crouching under the doors of the vehicle to purposely put her off. 

Suddenly, a hand slammed against her window and she released a blood curdling scream before backing up straight into handbrake, and stumbling back and hitting the back of her head against the door handle. 

A loud groan escaped her lips as she held the back of her head, feeling herself become lightheaded for a second before regaining her awareness. 

Her heart nearly dropped in her stomach as the owner of the hand slowly became visible through the window.

(Y/N) recognised the beard, the tattoo, the haircut and she practically fumed.

“YOU PIECE OF SHIT!” she yelled as he smirked before laughing loudly.

“Jesus Seth,” Richie was right behind her, but it didn’t remotely make her jump, “you say I need to grow up huh?” 

The girl begrudgingly got back in his seat as Seth quickly became serious and expected her to unlock the car door.

“Open up,” he requested. 

“Fuck you,” she retorted, unlocking the passenger door and letting the younger Gecko slid inside, nearly forgotting that her gun had been right beside her the entire time, as he placed it in his lap. 

****

“Seriously, why are you such an asshole to me? What have I ever done to you?” she snapped as they got back to the garage, Richie was already long gone, not wanting to even be in proximity of this fight.

“Because you think you’re little miss perfect that can just waltz in our lives and play little hero!” Seth sassed.

“What the hell?? I don’t consider any of those things, when I met Richie, I was dragged into this who spanish vampire shit okay? I only wanted to help the people that also fell victim to this fucked up secret world because no one did that for me!” she snapped. 

Seth stood silent for a second, an unreadable expression on his face. The girl was catching her breath at her outburst but the weight she let go moments ago nearly outweighed the disbelief she felt towards everything he had just said, what kind of impression could he have had of her after all this time if this is what came as his conclusion?

“Well, good for you for having good intentions,” he encouraged.

“Oh my god Seth, are you so full of yourself that you can’t even apologise for having a bad impression of me?” 

“Well the impression is how you act isn’t it?” he defended.

“Yeah, based on a misconception you created!” the girl pointed an accusing finger at him.

“Fair enough,” Seth huffed, crossing his arms over his chest and looking away. The woman sighed, staring at the ground and not knowing what to do, his eyes trailed her form.

“Want me to have a better impression of you?” 

“Yes, today would be nice,” she frowned.

“Well, how about I take you out for a drink hmm?” he smirked. Her expression remained stoic for a few moments before she expressed her disbelief once again.

“Are you serious right now?” 

“You want me to have a bad impression of you?” The older Gecko bargained.

“You are, insufferable.” 

“I’ll take that as a yes.” 

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I’m Sorry (Seth Gecko)

Seth Gecko x Reader

Prompt: “Sorry doesn’t fix everything.”

Requested by: The bestie

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The two of you stood opposite of each other. The harsh reality was starting to sink in. You felt ill. Your stomach hurt. You had thought you were living the perfect life with him. Seth had been this wild card thrown into your life that you never saw coming. He kept you on your toes. You fell in love with him very fast. He was your everything. 

Everything about your whole relationship was fast. Not long after jumping into a relationship together you had moved in together. Then came the engagement. You were supposed to be married at the end of the year. 

But now?

Now, you’re staring at the man you loved as a completely different person. He swore it was a mistake. A one-time thing. He cried. Promised that he would never do it again. It was hard enough to hear that your boyfriend cheated on you, but to know that he had slept, Kate, your friend it felt like somebody had punched you in the gut. 

You couldn’t believe it. You never thought in your wild imagination that you would have to hear the words “I cheated.” But you did. And you were now forced to face him and his mistake. 

“I just don’t understand how you could have done this,” You said finally finding your voice. 

“I don’t know either,” He sheepishly replied. 

“I thought we were happy,” You whispered. 

“We were. We are,” Seth corrected himself. 

You closed your eyes trying to will the tears to stay away. 

“God, Y/n, I’m sorry, I’m so fucking sorry,” Seth apologized as tears rolled down his face. 

“Sorry doesn’t fix everything,” You shot back. 

Seth’s head snapped up and his dark eyes stared back at you. 

“What is that supposed to mean?” Seth asked. 

“You need to go,” You replied. 

“What?” Seth asked. 

“I need to process this. I need time away from you. So you need to go,” You said. 

“Y/n, baby, please,” Seth pleaded with you. 

When he reached out to pull you into his arms you took a step backward. You shook your head as your lip quivered. 

“I trusted you,” You said your voice thick with emotion. 

“I know,” Seth said. 

“I loved you,” You began crying. 

“Y/n, please,” Seth cried. 

“Not only did you break my trust but you broke my heart,” You said wiping the tears from under your eyes. 

“Y/n,” Seth said with a hiccup. 

“I need you to leave, please,” You begged. 

You turned your back to him as you sat down on the couch. Seth sighed. Your soft cries filled your apartment. You heard Seth walk up behind you he pressed a kiss to the top of your head. 

“I love you. I’m sorry,” Seth whispered into your hair before leaving your apartment. 

Once the door was shut you broke down. You let out a scream as you doubled over letting your tears and grief overcome you. There was no coming back from this. 

His last words to you would haunt forever haunt as you could never bring yourself to forgive him. 

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Corrupting Sin

Prompt: “Hi. I love your blog so much. I was wondering since there isn't that much stuff of Seth Gecko from the series from dusk till dawn. Maybe you can write a smut about him?” [Any particular episodes or details I should pay attention to?] “Season 2 episode 1 is a really good episode to kinda get a feel of what Seth is like after Richie turned and what not. And the reader can take place of Kate (the girl who is traveling with Seth) or could be with them both? And tells him what she really thinks about him. Sorry if this is bad Lol not really a used to this” [You did great! I hope you like how this turned out!]

Pairing: Seth Gecko x Reader (Y/N) [No mention of Kate, sorry]

Warnings/Promises: talk of show-like violence, almost drug use, language, SMUT, dirty talk, bonus accidental Princess Bride quote

Word Count: 1760

Note: My goodness, why is this so long? Because it’s smut filled; that’s why! Oops, haha. I lost count of how many sitting this took, but it came out great. And doing research was a lot of fun (watching and reading.) Thanks for the request. Don’t forget to reblog it; comments and gif reactions are much appreciated!

“What the hell was that?” Seth’s gun clattered across the table. The meager bag of money bounced off the bed onto the floor.

“The guy was trying to be a hero,” you said, “so I kicked him in the balls.”

“And then his buddy slapped you. So I had to drop ‘im.” Seth stormed past you, making sure to bump your shoulder on the way by. The not so secret black bag in his stuff landed on the bed next.

You shook your head, apologetic. “Please… don’t. I’m sorry.”

But he continued to unpack. Out came the syringe. The spoon. Your hand on his finally stopped his practiced movements.

“I don’t want to watch you shoot up again.”

Seth wrapped the elastic around his arm. “Then leave. Go study your notes. Don’t come back if you don’t like what you see.”

“What if the problem is that I do like what I see. But I don’t like watching him pump himself full of poison.” You kept your eyes downcast, waiting for the next smart retort. When it didn’t come, you looked up. Seth had leaned back against the headboard.

He licked his bottom lip. “If you can’t allow my sin… did you have something else in mind?”

This was a switch. Did you miss something? Had he already shot up? Because there was no way he was actually saying this while being fully sober. Then again, you had mentioned your sort of crush on the Gecko brother.

“If it takes that long for you to think about it, forget it.” Seth reached for his stuff again. Again, you got in the way.

It was your turn to lick your lip. Stalling for time. “We’ve both lost people. And we could lose each other at any second, knowing what we do. If we do this, if I become your new ‘sin’… this stuff goes. Even if you lose me too. Deal?” All you could, or wanted, to see was your hand sitting over his. Seth crooked his finger under your chin and angled your face to look up at him.

“The poison is already there, sweetheart. I can’t promise that I’m not going to drift back to it now and again. But I would appreciate the help. I don’t… I don’t want a thirst of any kind ruling me like one’s ruling… Richie.” His thumb caught over your chin, giving him enough leverage to pull your face closer to his leaning to meet you. “But do you really want this? Or were you just saying it to keep me from doin’ my thing?”

“I really mean it, Seth.” You’d spoken without really thinking. Then again, you’d wanted this since surviving till that first morning.

His touch was gone for just long enough to get rid of his stuff. Then his hands were back, cupping your face gently. The things on the bed were pushed out of the way easily to make room for two sitting spots. He hesitated for another moment, making you think he was second-guessing himself. In the next moment, you finally got to taste his lips. He hummed into your mouth moving slow and deliberate. Damn this man. He was learning you. Which direction to tilt to match. How much to press forward. How much to lean back so you’d chase him. Seth’s thumbs smoothed down your neck, his other fingers curling in your hair at the base of your neck. You reached up to do the same.

He chuckled and nuzzled his nose across your cheek. “How much sin are you willing to give?”

“I don’t know. How much will it take to re-corrupt you?”

Seth laughed back in his throat. While his hands fell down to your hips, his smile kissed down your neck. You controlled what clothes moved. His shirt. Yours. You tried to open his belt buckle but sat back when you couldn’t. No quips from him, though you could tell they were on the tip of his tongue. Standing, Seth smirked and made a show of undoing the buckle and lowering his jeans. Before he could get them much past his hips, you hooked a finger in his boxers.

“These too?”

The boxers went too. Even the heat of the room wasn’t enough to stifle the heat rising under your skin and racing through your veins. You didn’t notice the rest of your clothing being removed. Or how grimy the sheets felt under your skin. Instead, there was Seth. His tattoos rippling under your fingertips. His lips latching around your perked nipples. And his length hard and trapped between you. He caught your wrists as you tried to reach for him, pinning them on either side of your head.

With a wicked grin that made your whine catch in your throat, he kissed between your breasts. It was a distraction. Your wrists were shifted to one hand above your head. The other suddenly cupped at your sex. It was inevitable that you were going to buck onto his hand. If anything, that’s what Seth wanted.

“You going to cum all over my fingers, Princess?” He worked up past the hollow of your throat to your pulse point. “I bet I can make you scream just with these.” To emphasize that point, he roughly curled two fingers. His knee kept you from squeezing your thighs together. “See? Sinning so well for me already.”

A spark shot down to your toes as he did it again, pressing the heel of his palm into your clit. The rasp already in your voice distorted your words.

“What was that? I didn’t catch it.”

Cheeky.

“Please, Seth… need you.”

He huffed a laugh under your jaw. “Nuh-uh. Not until you’ve cum. Not until I’ve begun to corrupt you too.”

Seth pulled back as you arched into his chest. All the while, he kept working you, teasing your clit, making you gasp and moan. You knew he wanted to make you scream. He was nearly there. The arch in your back gave him an advantage. Again, he took your nipple into his mouth, sucking on it like you knew he’d do to your clit given another chance. Your whines reached a tipping point. Seth moved on to the other, giving it the same attention as the first. His hips began to rock, sliding his cock over your hip. So close. But not until you gave him what he wanted.

The quickening of his movements sent you over. And yes, screaming. But without the oxygen that he’d been stealing from you by sucking on your breasts made it weak. It stuttered out quickly without nearly enough power to satisfy your hungry lover.

“Well that won’t do,” he said, sitting back perplexed. That didn’t last long. He leaned forward again, nose to nose. “A deeper approach should work.”

Finally, your hands were released. But it was so he could control your hips with a vice-like grip after moving you up to rest on the pillows. There wasn’t room for you to wriggle or to try and get away. Chest heaving, you did your best to prepare for whatever he had planned. He noticed your unease and titled his head, refusing to go any further until you spoke up.

You nodded. “I’m ready. Just please, Seth, fuck me.”

“As you wish, Princess.”

But he didn’t fill you immediately. No, Seth wanted to get every ounce of pleasure out of you. Se he moved slowly. Rolling his hips to only give you less than an inch at a time. If it was this easy for him to make you breathless, you should have given into this a long time ago. You clawed down his forearms. When he was fully sheathed, he fell forward, bracing himself on either side of your hips. You were ready. You were ready a lifetime ago. Without his hands blocking your hips, you could circle up to hopefully get him to move. His hands flashed back to their position.

Seth did move though. Slow and irritating, but oh so blissfully eye-crossing. He leaned down to nip at his favorite spot between your breasts as you arched. “That’s it,” he whispered. The need to see you fall apart cracked. He moved just a little faster, eyes bright with watching your mouth fall open from where you’d been biting your lip. Then a bit more. Your nails dug into his wrists. You pulled him down so you could feel his chest heaving against yours.

There you both hovered. Somewhere between ice and passion-consuming fire. Where you were connected, Seth slammed into you over and over. With a slight dip of your head, you could just see him filling you with each thrust. And you could see your body resisting to let him go. Titling your head, you gave him access to your neck to suck as dark a mark as he wanted. Your resolve, your fear, and your walls were broken. What were a few broken blood vessels in the shape of his tasting you?

Behind his back, you locked your ankles. He angled your hips back, giving him a deeper reach. You cried out. Triumphant, Seth kept spearing that point. He explored around there, searching for the spot that would make you really loud. Finding that spot made your walls clamp around him. He gasped into your neck and faltered in his pace.

“That feel good, Princess?” he moaned. Seth kept speaking, revealing how delirious you made him. “You feel so good. Taking me like this. Marking me. Those sounds. You sound so wrecked, Princess.” A growl shuddered through him as you scraped your nails down his back. “You make me so wrecked.”

Whimpers of pleasure gave way to clipped screams of desperation. So close. A little bit more and he’d have the sin that he wanted. You would be fully corrupted.

You came, screaming into his shoulder and melting. Seth continued to control the last movements of your body until he too went rigid before collapsing beside you. He rolled onto his back and pulled you half over him, amused by how your arm raised up and down on his chest.

The room over, someone banged on the wall and shouted words too muffled to understand.

Seth banged back. “Oh hell no,” he muttered. “I hope you’re up for more, Princess, because I’m about to annoy the hell outa that asshole.”

He pulled you to sit across his stomach, ignoring your exhausted squeak of surprise.

“How ‘bout we try this with you on top this time?”

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Imagine having befriended Los Hermanos Gecko when you were younger, a friend who they lost touch with after Seth got sent to Prison and Richie fell off the grid. Though you kept up to date with Seth through letters for a few months during his Prison stint, you lost all contact and stopped wondering about them when the Police turned up on your front porch asking if you had any contact with the brothers. Spoiler alert, you hadn't. But years later, should the Police ask you that question again.. well you couldn't exactly give them that same answer.

Richie X Reader

"That last job was a shit show, Richard! We need to lay low somewhere off the grid, not plan another job."

"Well what do you suggest, brother? In case you've forgotten, we're criminals. We have no friends and our funds aren't up to snuff."

"We can always go back to Texas," Kate suggests tiredly after a tense moment of silence. "I left my family home in the care of a friend in case I ever went back. There's enough room for the three of us."

"Dumb idea, Katie. Small towns like Bethel breed fast gossip. If you're spotted around town again, people will know about it within hours."

Kate sighs, curling up on the second bed in their shared room. Richie sits at the small kitchenette table cleaning weapons and Seth sits in a wooden chair while keeping watch through the closed mini-blind at the window. 

"Bethel is a dumb idea," Seth eventually says. "Texas? Not so much."

This time it's Richie who sighs. "And pray tell, brother, just why you would want to go back to Texas?"

"It's not that I want to, but you should." Richie glances at Seth, brow furrowed. "Think about it, Richard. What else did we leave back in Texas? More specifically, who?"

Richie frowns, mind whirling with what Seth has given him to think about and Kate sits up at the sight of Richie actually being puzzled for once. He actually has to take a minute to think about it and Kate guesses Richie's figured out who his brother is talking about when his eyes subtly widen. "You're joking. Right? Y/N?"

Seth nods as Kate asks, "Who's Y/N?"

"A childhood friend," Richie is quick to say just as Seth says, "Richie's first love."

Kate's eyes widen, but a genuine smile tugs at the corner of her lips. "Do tell."

Ignoring Kate, Richie goes back to his task at hand, leaving Seth to do all the explaining. "Y/N is a girl Richie used to go to school with. She called him a creep, he called her a bitch and it was love at first fight." Kate giggles, a sound that the brothers haven't heard in a long while since she's joined them after the whole Amaru fiasco, and Richie scoffs. "This little girl looked past Richie's quirks-"

"Because she had quirks of her own," Richie’s quick to throw in. "Lets not forget that she could supposedly sense things she shouldn't be able to."

"Says the culebra," Kate scoffs before looking back at Seth. "Go on."

"Anyway, she basically watched over him when it came to bullies. I don't know how many times Richie and Y/N were seated in the office together because of the fights they got in to."

"It's not like we started them."

"So what happened to her?"

"I.. actually don't know," Seth says. "We stayed in touch well after high school and I even got a handful of letters from her when I was locked up."

"Wait. Really?" Richie wonders, staring at his brother.

"Yeah. When did you two stop talking? You never actually said and she kind of slipped our minds the second we crossed the border."

Richie goes quiet and averts his gaze back to the weapons, and Seth raises his eyebrows in surprise. Kate gasps, eyes alight with mirth. "Are you- are you blushing?"

Seth snorts. "Can snakes blush? What's the deal, Richard? What happened between you and Y/N?"

"Nothing."

"Nope. Too fast. He's guilty about something." Kate muses.

"I'm not- Jesus," he sighs when his brother and Kate smugly stare at him. "Fine. The last time I saw Y/N was just after Seth got locked up. We.. had sex and then I went off grid."

Kate rolls her eyes and Seth groans. "Smooth, Richard. Very smooth."

"What? It's not like I planned it. It just so happened that a few days later I started getting visions. If anyone's to blame, it's Santanico."

"Okay, so back to the main topic at hand. Texas," Kate says. "Are you sure she lives there?"

Richie and Seth glance at one another, shrug and Kate grumbles. "I have to do everything myself." She grabs up her discarded laptop that's hooked up to the motel's measly wi-fi and gets a first name and last name out of the brothers. Googling it, she finds a few articles about the person in question. "Okay. So the only Y/N I found inherited a Ranch when her grandparents passed away almost a year ago."

"Shit. Mamo and Papo passed? They were good people," Seth mumbles.

"Mhm. Here's a picture." Kate turns the laptop towards Richie first, then Seth.

Richie just blinks, but Seth's eyebrows raise in surprise. "Yep. That's her alright. She's really grown hasn't she, Richard?"

"Shut it, Seth."

Kate gets comfortable on the bed, readjusting the laptop in her lap to continue searching for details. "I have.. the address," she says, searching out a pad of paper and pen to write it down. "But are you sure you want to drag her into our lives?"

"Well if she has the gift of seeing, she'll already see us coming. Won't she?" Seth smirks.

Kate huffs a quiet laugh. "I just hope she's a ask questions first kind of girl. She'll probably shoot Richie, but I hope she hesitates with us."

"Thanks for that, Katie-Cakes. Just.. dig up more information, will you? Find out if she lives alone and if it's really worth the risk of seeking her out to lay low."

Kate smirks, but gets to work nonetheless. And three days later Richie, Seth and Kate hot wire themselves a new car  and are off to Texas.

The thought of living alone has always unnerved you, but only because of the so-called gifts that passed on to every generation of your family. Unannounced, a vision of the past would overtake you or the echo of something to come would play out right next you as if it really were right there in person. You hadn't known how to feel about the gift of Seeing, but after moving in with your Grandparents and having your grandmother coach you through it all was a bit of a relief.

But then your grandparents passed away, only days apart, and you were left alone. You couldn't leave the property, even if you wanted to, but only because your gift had been acting up a lot as of lately. Two faces from your past were constantly reappearing and startling you badly as their lives and future played out right before your eyes. 

Seth and Richie Gecko were two men you could never hold a grudge against or judge for their actions no matter how hard you tried, so it's really no surprise that you find yourself calmly sitting on the porch of your home one night as you await a visit you feel is to come deep in your bones.

You feel the change in the air, a specific charge of danger lingering but not really threatening. At least, not towards you. And there's a feminine whisper among the rustling of leaves, cluing you in on a new addition. You make all the preparations you need- stocking up on food, clothes, hygiene products and any other items that call out to you as you stroll through the supermarket aisles. 

You wait for days, sitting on the porch on watching the only dirt road that gives access to your property and leads up to your home. Then one day, your gift proves to be correct as usual when a dusty black Jeep Patriot rumbles slowly closer and closer to your home just as the sun is setting. You faintly see two male faces in the driver and passenger seats, and a smaller third face in the back seat which you guess is the unnamed female.

Seeing the grown, yet familiar faces of Seth and Richie as they climb out the vehicle loosens something in your chest. You see a redhead timidly climb out of the back seat, but you only have eyes for the brothers in black and white suits that are so out of the norm for Texas heat. Richie and his glasses and his slicked back hair, and Seth and his new tattoos and mirth filled eyes when he steps foot on the first step of the porch.

"Y/N."

"Seth." The air seems to rush from your lungs as he smiles and you meet him halfway for a bone crushing hug. When you pull back, one arm stays draped over his shoulder while your other moves so you can reach up with your hand to cup his scruffy cheek. "Prison and running from the law suits you. You've filled out nicely."

He chuckles deeply, his gaze starting from the top of your head and traveling down to the tips of your toes. "You're all grown up too."

"I am." When you finally pull back, you brush down his suit jacket from where you wrinkled it before gesturing over your shoulder. "Dinner's on the stove. Get cleaned up and help yourself."

Relief seems to flood his eyes and his shoulders immediately sag. "No questions?"

"Never. Hop to, Gecko." Seth smiles again at you as he passes by, stopping briefly to press a kiss to your brow before entering your home. The redhead girl is next, she smiling hesitantly. You look her up and down before returning the smile. "You look tired. Clean up, eat and I'll show you where you can sleep."

"Thank you. I'm Kate."

"Nice to meet to you, Kate. I'm Y/N."

"I know. Seth and Richie told me about you."

"Did they?" You raise an eyebrow at her in questioning, she giggling as she walks past you to join Seth and then Richie steps up though he remains two steps below you so you're around the same height. "Richard," you greet.

"Y/N."

He gulps as you step closer until the tips of your toes hang off the edge of the step, your face unreadable as your eyes dart over his every feature and he tenses up as if awaiting some form of lecture or attack. "Eyes find eyes," you murmur right before gently grasping him by the chin. He tenses even further, and you turn his head this way and that way. "Let me see you." Richie holds your gaze before lifting his hand to peel off his glasses. His hand then smooths over his slicked hair and you faintly grin at him. "No. The real you," you amend. 

Realization dawns on him and he straightens up some. Confusion flashes in his eyes before he decides he just doesn't care how you know. Then from one moment to the next, he closes his eyes and you watch as the skin of his face ripples into reptilian scales. You softly gasp, your hand still holding him by the chin and then two snake-like fangs click into place when his mouth opens. And then he blinks open his eyes, and they're now yellow and slitted.

"You Geckos. Forever finding trouble," you sadly sigh. Richie's head tilts in confusion and you merely lean forward to press a kiss to his cheek. "Get inside. The sun isn't fully set and you're starting to smoke."

You step back and turn to head inside, but Richie's voice stops you. "That's it? You're not gonna yell at me for how I left? Or scream because of what I am now?"

As you turn back around to face him, you grin. "Before I might have, but now.. I understand. Now will you please get inside before you burst into flames. I rather our reunion be a peaceful one than having to sweep your ashes off to the side." 

Richie owlishly blinks and then determination settles over his now very human features. He stomps up the last few steps before closing the distance between the two of you, his large hands grasping you by the biceps as his lips descend upon yours. You return the rather sudden bruising kiss, only making a squeaking noise when you feel his hands suddenly cup the back of your thighs to lift you up. 

Your hands then settle on his shoulders before settling on either side of his neck, you groaning when you feel your back hit the portion of the wall right next to the front door. But you're only human and the need for air becomes obvious, and you have to bite Richie's bottom lip to break the kiss. Only when he leans back, chest heaving as your lungs greedily suck in air, Richie remains motionless with his eyes still closed and half his face covered in scales once again.

"Pain still.. does it for 'ya, huh? You're half scales." His eyes fly open and the scales immediately disappear. "Too late. I already saw. And, uh, not that I'm complaining.. but what exactly is going on?" At his blank expression, you glance down to where your legs are being held on either side of his waist.

"I, uh, I-"

The screen door is slapped open, and your and Richie's heads whip to the side as Seth exits. "Hey! Dinner's getting- uh..? What's going on?" He slowly smirks.

"Nothing! Nothing," you frown. You try to wriggle down and out of Richie's grasp, but he just presses you firmer against the wall. You sigh in defeat. "Just.. catching up."

Seth's eyebrows raise. "Catching up, huh? You trying to re-familiarize yourself with my brother's tongue in your mouth and how his co-"

"Goddammit, Seth! If you don't get back inside and mind your own damn business then I will make you cook your own damn food."

"You're meaner than I remember." You sneer and he holds his hands up in surrender. "Fine, fine. I'm going."

When he disappears back inside, you look back at Richie. "And you, mister, need to put me down. I've seen people like you feed without turning someone, so we'll figure something out for you later. But right now, I need to eat and you and Seth get to fight over who gets the guest bedroom."

"Why can't you share with me?"

"Oh, honey," you coo. "Because I might've understood the reason for you leaving, but that doesn't excuse you not picking up a phone the second you got your mind back." Patting his cheek, you bend your legs back to plant your feet on the wall and push forward to make Richie take a step back. You easily maneuver out of his hold until your feet at planted on the ground and then reach up from the tips of your toes to steal one last kiss before heading inside. "Come on, Richie. Don't pout. I get the feeling you three will be laying low here for a little while."

[iuisamadrigal]

okay, so i’ve been tagged in some posts lately. this past week has been hectic with midterms and coming home, so i’m really sorry these are late!! thank you so much for tagging me!! 💕💕 my answers will be under the cut

Rules: List 10 different characters from 10 different fandoms, then tag 10 different people.

I was tagged by the sweetheart @rose-merida  💖💖 

1. Belle (Disney) 

2. Fleur Delacour (Harry Potter) 

3. Eliza Schuyler Hamilton (Hamilton)

4. Anastasia (Anastasia)

5. Seth Gecko (From Dusk til Dawn: The Series) 

6. Samantha Parkington (American Girl)

7. Violet Baudelaire (A Series of Unfortunate Events)

8. Angel Dumott Schunard (Rent) 

9. Rhysand (A Court of Thorns and Roses Trilogy) 

10. Karin Parke (Black Mirror) 

rules: answer 20 question and tag 20 followers you’d like to get know better :)

I was tagged by @jxdyhxpps 💖💖

name: samantha

nicknames: sam, sammy

zodiac sign: aqaurius

height: 5′4″, maybe a little taller

orientation: not straight/bisexual

nationality: american

favorite fruit: probably oranges or clementines

favorite season: winter

favorite book: the book thief

favorite flower: roses and orchids

favorite scent: the bath and body works fresh sparkling snow scent

favorite color: purple

favorite animal: gorilla

coffee, tea, or hot cocoa: all of the above

average sleep hours: 5-7 hours

cat or dog person: dog, but i have nothing against cats

favorite fictional character: just one? belle

number of blankets you sleep with: one to two

dream trip: any disney park, paris, italy 

blog created: august 6, 2014

rules - copy this post into a new text post, remove my answers and put in your own. when you are done tag up to 10 people and also tag the person that tagged you…most importantly, have fun.

tagged by: the lovely @jxdyhxpps 💖💖

a / age – 19

b / biggest fear – never being good enough

c / current time – 4:57pm (est) 

d / drink you had last – water

f / favorite song – little wonders by rob thomas

g / ghosts are real? – maybe ???

h / hometown – erie, pa

i / in love with – forever and eternally ice cream

j / jealous of – i don’t want to answer this one

k / killed someone – no

l / last time you cried? – i almost cried today because of a beauty and the beast tv spot

m / middle name – marie

n / number of siblings – a younger sister

o / one wish – to publish a novel and win a pulitzer 

p / person you last called/texted – my dad

q / questions you’re always asked – i have no idea 

r / reasons to smile – disney & dogs

s / song last sang – something there from beauty and the beast 

t / time you woke up – 3:30pm 

u / underwear color – light blue

v / vacation destination – anywhere in italy

w / worst habit – knotting my hair to the point where i have to pull it out

x / xrays you have had – i don’t remember 

y / your favorite food – chicken broccoli alfredo

z / zodiac sign – aquarius 

[bumblesimagines]

Bad Luck

Request: Yes or No

This is the idea I mentioned earlier! I don’t know how many people will be interested cause I know Dusk Till Dawn isn’t that popular but it’s a fun and interesting series! It’s on Netflix and it’s honestly just gory. 

~

(Y/N) stared at the dirty tiled ground, hearing the two armed men talking with the ranger who had come in to help his partner. (Y/N) swallowed, raising his gaze as he heard footsteps approaching. (Y/N) made brief eye contact with those cold blue eyes. Jessie and Libby trembled, avoiding eye contact with the man holding them hostage.

“Him?” (Y/N) heard the man, Richie Gecko, ask quietly. (Y/N) furrowed his brows, glancing up. Richie hummed, nodding to himself. (Y/N) glanced at his friends, wondering what was going through their minds. Jessie’s mascara had trailed down her cheeks from crying, though her green gaze was fiery. It was odd for (Y/N) to see Jessie crying. Jessie was usually a headstrong sassy girl who didn’t take shit from anyone. The duct tape covering their mouths prevented them from talking or making too much noise. (Y/N) had no idea what to do and it ate him up inside. Playing the hero could get him and his friends shot. Pete had already gotten a shot to the stomach for no reason. (Y/N) couldn’t risk his other two friends getting hurt. (Y/N) wished they hadn’t stopped to get beer.

(Y/N) chewed on his gum, gaze locked on his phone. He sighed, getting bored with the mobile game. He looked up, seeing Libby and Pete chatting through the window, probably flirting like always. (Y/N) got out of the car, closing the car door. He glanced around. They were in the middle of nowhere and the heat was starting to get annoying. Libby shot him a wide smile, twirling a strand of her blonde hair around her finger.

“Tell Pete he needs to come to the party tonight!” Libby said, arms crossing as a pout appeared on her face. (Y/N) chuckled, giving an eye roll and shaking his head as he looked around the small store. His eyes lit up, spotting some chocolate bars.

“Can I get a free chocolate?” (Y/N) asked, looking through the chocolate bars. Pete scoffed, shaking his head as a playful smiled toyed on his lips which earned a pout from his friend.

“I gave you three free ones last time. You need to start paying up.” Pete leaned back in his seat, arms crossing. Jessie approached them, a scowl on her face. The three noticed, brows furrowed. Jessie brushed some of her black hair out of her face, head shaking.

“What happened?” (Y/N) asked, frowning and sharing a look with Libby. Jessie shook her head, huffing as Pete rang up the pack of beers. Jessie glanced over her shoulder, green eyes scanning the aisle.

“There’s some fucking weirdo back there. Something’s wrong with him.” She shook her head. (Y/N) hummed, giving a small nod. He grabbed a chocolate bar, tossing it on the counter.

“Ignore him.” (Y/N) said, spitting his gum out into the nearby trash can. Jessie crossed her arms, grumbling under her breath. (Y/N) gave her shoulder a squeeze, hoping it would ease her. Pete reached over to grab the beer, gaze lifting. (Y/N) went to follow his gaze before feeling a strong hand grabbing his arm. (Y/N) turned his head, making eye contact with blue eyes before a gun barrel came into view. 

(Y/N) swallowed, watching Richie walk away to talk with his brother. (Y/N) leaned forward slightly, spotting the older ranger on the floor. His eyes widened, seeing all the blood. The man quietly spoke with his partner, stomach covered in blood and breaths coming out short. (Y/N) leaned back, earning a nudge from Jessie. She quirked a brow, wanting to know what he saw. (Y/N) motioned for her to look so she did, having the same reaction as (Y/N). He looked around for something to use. His pocket knife had been left in the car and everything around them wouldn’t do anything. He could attempt to open the door to the beers though it would risk him being heard. (Y/N) looked up when he saw movement, seeing the other ranger attempting to stop the bleeding. He blinked when Richie crouched down by him. 

“What could she possibly want with you?” Richie asked softly, tilting his head. (Y/N) furrowed his brows, wondering who he was referring to. Richie shifted his gaze onto Libby and Jessie. He narrowed his eyes, watching them closely. (Y/N) could shove him. It’d take Seth’s attention off the rangers but it was also risky. 

“Richie.” Seth called out, rounding the corner and watching him. Richie didn’t tear his gaze away from the girls.

“They’re spying on me.” Richie said. (Y/N) glanced at Libby’s trembling form. He shifted his gaze onto Seth, hoping he’d tell his brother off or realize his brother wasn’t right in the head.

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“These girls were sent here to spy on me. You think that I don’t know?”

“Richie, look at me.” Seth snapped his fingers. Richie stood, a soft sigh escaping him. He looked at his brother, head tilting.

“We got really good news. Carlos is sending somebody.” Seth told him, hoping it’d get Richie to relax. He glanced over at the rangers to make sure they weren’t doing anything. 

“This Carlos guy, he’s from Mexico, right?” Richie asked, stepping closer to his brother. (Y/N) listened to their conversation. Obviously, they didn’t care of the liquor store. Richie had impulsively caused the whole mess by holding them hostage and by shooting the ranger. (Y/N) had read about the Geckos in articles before. They were a brother duo who robbed places. Last thing he had heard, Seth had been sent to prison but Richie probably came to his rescue. The brothers went back and fourth before Richie used his gun to motion at (Y/N).

“He’s coming with us.” Richie said. (Y/N) blinked, looking up at them. Seth furrowed his brothers, lips parting. Libby and Jessie mirrored his expression as they whipped their heads around to look at (Y/N).

“What? Why? He’ll be liability.” Seth pointed out, huffing softly. Richie shook his head, stepping closer to his brother. 

“Trust me, Seth. My gut says he has to come with us.” Richie told him, eyes pleading. Seth stared back at him, not completely thrilled or convinced. He licked his lips and shaking his head.

“It’s bad enough we’re holding him hostage but taking him? That’s abduction, Richie.” 

“We’re criminals, Seth!” Richie reminded, hands raising. Seth gave a small eye roll, looking down at (Y/N). He looked back at Richie with a cocked brow. 

“What’s so important about a twenty-something year old with no fashion sense?” Seth questioned, earning a muffled scoff from (Y/N). 

“He could be useful. These girls, on the other hand, are useless. We don’t need them alive.” Richie said, using the gun to motion to the girls. Seth sighed heavily, opening the fridge and taking out a beer. He opened it, letting the cap hit the three below.

“Relax, Richie. Have a cold one.” Seth said, offering it to him. Richie went to grab it but Seth pulled it out of Richie’s reach. (Y/N) watched Seth walk away to answer a phone call after handing the beer to Richie. A few moments later, he approached them again.

“We gotta get movin’. Carlos ain’t coming.” Seth said, sighing as Richie slowly stepped towards him. He leaned forward slightly, a smug look on his face

“I knew it. He’s your guy. This is on you.” Richie said, earning a glare from Seth. Richie grinned widely, happy he had proven Seth wrong.

“Guess we do this the hard way.” He shifted his amused gaze onto the rangers. Seth snapped his fingers in his face. 

“Hey, no. We’re not doing this. We are not killing any more people today, you got that?” Seth cocked a brow. It felt like he was scolding a disobedient child. (Y/N) noticed the ranger that had been shot had gone limp. His partner stood, raising his hands as he faced the brothers. He tried negotiating with them but Richie was having none of it. (Y/N) glanced at the girls. Jessie looked back, eyes swirling with emotions. The brothers were outnumbered but they had the guns and experience. (Y/N) heard soft shuffling, eyes widening when he realized Pete was still alive.

“Pete, go!” The ranger ran, going around and towards the back of the counter. Seth shot at him, quickly going after him while Richie stayed towards the back of the aisle. (Y/N) looked up, watching Richie aim the gun at Jessie as a gunshot rang out in the back. (Y/N) looked forward, seeing the older ranger standing with a gun in his hand. Richie noticed and faced him, hand instinctively raising. The older ranger pulled the trigger, blasting a hole through Richie’s palm and breaking the glass. (Y/N) ducked his head, feeling the glass and blood hit his back. He flinched at the shots, hearing more glass shattering and Richie stumbling. (Y/N) looked at the girls, seeing their clothes and hair covered in glass shards. (Y/N) ripped the tape off, turning and grabbing a beer bottle. The girls hurried to take the tape off, glancing at (Y/N). (Y/N) watched as Richie raised his hand, fatally shooting the ranger. (Y/N) stood, slamming the beer bottle against Richie’s back and watching him stumble, falling to the ground. The girls wasted no time in standing and kicking him. Richie grunted and cried out, getting Seth’s attention.

“Hey.” He huffed, watching them. The girls stopped, panting from exhaustion and adrenaline. Jessie faced him, panting.

“There’s something... Really wrong with your brother.” She breathed out, sending Richie a glare. (Y/N) shook the glass off his clothes and hair, panting as well. He licked his lips, looking at Richie as the girls walked away. (Y/N) looked at Seth with furrowed brows, watching him take out a lighter. 

“What does your brother want from me?” (Y/N) asked, tilting his head. Seth dropped the lighter, watching a flame rise and spread. He sighed, facing (Y/N).

“I’ve got no fucking idea, kid.” Seth replied, shrugging lightly. Richie slowly got up, groaning. (Y/N) glanced at him, scoffing and turning to walk away. 

“Not so fast, (Y/N).” Richie grunted, rolling his shoulders. (Y/N) frowned, looking at him. He eyed him, cocking a brow. Unless Jessie had mentioned him, Richie had no way of knowing his name.

“How the hell do you know my name? Have you been stalking me or something?” (Y/N) asked, stepping toward him with fists clenched. Richie let out a breathy chuckle, shaking his head.

“We’re gonna get to know each other on this trip, my friend.” Richie said, raising his gun at him. (Y/N) glared at him, jaw clenching in annoyance. He reached out, grabbing Richie’s wrist and turning his body sideways, elbowing Richie in the face in a quick motion. Richie groaned, stumbling back. Seth raised his brows, nodding.

“Impressive.” He chuckled as the smoke started spreading. (Y/N) shrugged, turning to walk away but he heard a gun click.

“And useful. You’re coming with us.” Seth said. (Y/N) licked his lips, shoulders slumping as he sighed. Seth noticed and shrugged, watching (Y/N) face him.

“Sorry, kid. You just have bad luck.” 

[thehelleniclunarwitch]

The Oath (Seth Gecko

Seth Gecko x Reader

Prompt: “I’ll always be here to protect you.” “Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”

Requested by: My bestie

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This was the end of the line. There was nowhere else for any of you to go. You glanced over to Seth. He was knelt down next to his brother, Richie. They were whispering amongst each other. You looked behind you where Kate sat with Freddie. You had no idea how any of you were going to get out of here. It had all come down to this. This was the final showdown. 

Seth dashed away from his brother and came back to join you. He sat down next to you. He took your hand in his. His dark eyes searched your face. You only leaned into him. You were tired. You wanted to go home and you wanted this to be all over. 

“We have a plan,” Seth told you. 

“Seth, we are outnumbered,” You pointed out to him. 

“This is me and Richie that we’re talking about here,” He teased trying to lighten the mood. 

“Seth,” You hissed. 

“Sorry,” He muttered. 

“Carlos and Kisa aren’t going to let either of you walk away from this alive,” You said. 

“You’re underestimating me,” Seth said. 

“We’re in a pretty bad situation, Seth, I’m worried,” You said. 

“I’ll always be here to protect you,”

You cut him off. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep,”

“This is something I can always keep, Y/n,” Seth said. 

You sighed and shook your head at him. He dipped down to kiss you. Trying to push so many emotions into that kiss so you understood how serious he was about this. Your kiss was interrupted when Richie came over to join the two of you. 

“Are you ready?” Richie asked. 

Seth nodded. “I need you to go with Kate and Freddie. Freddie knows what to do,” Seth said. 

You narrowed your eyes at him. “What is that supposed to mean?”

“Trust me and go,” Seth said. 

“No, not until you tell me what is going on,” You snapped. 

Seth sighed. 

“Seth, we don’t have time for this,” Richie snarled. 

“Um, we do. Or do I need to remind you that the last time I trusted the two of you you got my best friend killed,” You growled. 

Richie paled at the mention of her. He had loved her. She had loved him. You had really thought that your best friend had found her soulmate. But that was all taken away from her because they had trusted the Gecko brothers without questioning them. 

“Kisa and Carlos only want us. So that’s what we’re going to give them,” Seth explained. 

“Are you stupid?” You growled. 

Richie rolled his eyes. “This is why we shouldn’t have told her,”

“You just gotta trust me, Y/n. We have a plan,” Seth said. 

“Y/n, come on!” Kate pleaded. 

“Go, it will be fine,” Seth said. 

Sighing, you left Seth. You left him with his idiotic brother and went to join the others. Once you were safely tucked away with Freddie and Kate, the Gecko brothers looked at one another before standing up with their hands held high. You could faintly hear Kisa and Carlos talking to the brothers. 

Freddie tapped you on the shoulder and then motioned you to follow him. You and Kate clung to each other as you followed Freddie out through the back. As the three of you exited through the backdoor and were so close to freedom several gunshots echoed through the night air. Freddie and Kate looked back at you. In a panic, you whirled on your heel and sprinted back towards the front of the building. Freddie lunged at you as Kate screamed for you, but you easily slipped out of Freddie’s grasp. 

You saw Kisa and Carlos first. Dead on the ground in front of their cars. You almost tripped over Richie. He lay on his side and unmoving. Your chest grew tight as you began looking for Seth. 

“Seth!” You screamed. 

You jumped over Richie and ran to the other side of the aisle. There you found Seth sprawled out on his back. 

“Seth,” You cried out dropping to your knees. 

His eyes were closed. He wasn’t moving. Neither of the Gecko brothers were moving. 

“Oh god, Seth,” You cried as your hands began to trail over his chest. 

Your hands shook as they hit the bullet wounds in his chest. As you pulled your hands back in confusion, Seth gasped and sat up. Startled, you fell over and onto your ass. You glanced down at your hands to see that they weren’t covered in blood. Richie began groaning and then pushed himself up onto his hands and knees. 

Seth smiled at you. “Hi, baby,”

You ignored him, your hands ripping at his dress shirt to reveal the bulletproof vest. Your eyes shot up to look at him. 

“It’s nice having a cop as a friend,” Seth grinned. 

“Yeah, but that still fucking hurt,” Richie growled as he came over to join the two of you. 

“This was your plan the whole time?” You asked. 

“Yes,” The brothers said. 

“Why didn’t you tell me?” You demanded. 

“Because we knew that they were listening in. We didn’t want them to hear. We also needed you to believe that we had a plan,” Seth explained. 

“I hate you,” You spat as you hit him in the chest several times. 

“I’m sorry, I really am, but this was our only choice,” Seth said catching your arms stopping you from hitting him again. 

“I thought I lost you,” You cried. 

“I know, but what did I tell you?” Seth asked. 

You looked up at him with tears in your eyes. 

“That you’d always be here to protect me,” You whispered. 

Seth kissed you and then wiped away your tears. 

“I really hope you can forgive me,” Seth said. 

“You have a lot of making up to do,” You replied. 

Seth laughed. “I can do that, I promise,”

He kissed you again and you melted into him. With Kisa and Carlos dead you just hoped that this was all over with and the two of you could finally get your happy ending. 

[crazyfreckledginger]

[x][x] § Seth Gecko Imagine §

“Seth, pull the gun out of his grasp,” (Y/N) gulped.

“Okay sweethetay, men are talking, now’s not the time,” His usual asshole demeanor came back as he tried to settle the situation.

“Seth fucking Gecko, will you stop being a fucking asshole!” She snapped. Both men were caught off guard, turning to her.

“You just called me an asshole,” His eyebrows raised in surprised.

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[thehelleniclunarwitch]

Stupid Cupid Day 10

Prompt: “I didn’t know you were married.” “I’m not. I bought this ring myself. Does wonders at keeping men away from me.”

Pairing: Richie Gecko x Reader

Tagged: @blu-eyed-devil

Richie couldn’t believe his luck. The girl he had been madly in love with from high school had just walked into the bar. They were high school sweethearts right up until college when he had messed everything up. Seth, his annoying big brother, nudged him.

“Is that Y/n?” Seth asked in a hushed voice.

Richie could only bring himself to nod. After their breakup, Richie had tried staying contact with her, but she told him she needed space. That little bit space turned into complete silence. Richie hadn’t heard or seen her in almost a decade.

“Go talk to her idiot,” Seth said.

“But what if,” Richie began.

“Time has passed. Wounds have healed. Go.” Seth urged him.

Richie slammed back the rest of his whiskey, straightened out his jacket, and pushed his glasses further up his nose. Sliding from the table, Richie weaved his way through the crowd of people. She had taken a seat at the bar. He watched the bartender slide a glass of wine her way.

“Y/n?” Richie’s voice almost cracked.

She turned slowly towards him. Her smile never faltered, but he could see her eyes wince when she recognized who stood before her.

“Richie,” She said softly.

“Can I sit?” Richie asked.

“Um, sure,” She replied with a nod.

Richie slid onto the empty stool next to her.

“It’s been awhile,” Richie said.

“Pushing ten years,” Y/n replied.

“How have you been?” Richie asked.

“Good. And you?” She asked in return.

“Good. Good. Seth and I started our company that we always talked about,” Richie said.

“I saw that. I got your invitation to the open house, but I was flying home that weekend,” Y/n replied.

“How are your dads? I’ve missed them both,” Richie asked.

Richie noted how quick her facial expression darkened.

“They both are gone now,” She replied in a soft whisper.

“Oh Y/n, I’m so sorry,” Richie said.

“I tried reaching out to you. I know how much my parents loved you and would want you at their funeral, but I was still so mad at you,” Y/n said as she leaned forward to grab a cherry from a small bowl that bartender had given her.

“Can I ask what happened?” Richie asked.

“A drunk driver,” was all that she gave him and he dropped the subject.

As Y/n leaned in to grab another cherry he noticed a pretty little diamond ring on her finger.

“I didn’t know you were married,” Richie said his stomach dropping in disbelief.

“I’m not. I bought this myself. Does wonders at keeping men away from me,” Y/n answered.

Relief washed over him. He hadn’t completely lost her.

“Now why would you want to keep men away from you?” Richie asked.

She gave him a deadpan expression.

“Isn’t it obvious?” She asked.

“Um. No? Not really,” Richie replied.

“I’m still madly in love with you,” Y/n said.

Richie couldn’t believe his ears.

“What?” Richie said in disbelief.

“You would think after you hurting me all of those years ago that I would have stopped loving you. But I didn’t. The more time I spent away from you I realized just how much in love with you I was,” Y/n explained.

Richie sat there not really knowing what to say.

“Why did you cut me from your life?” Richie asked.

“Because I wanted to hate you. I wanted to fall out of love with you,” Y/n said.

“And what now? What am I supposed to do with this information?” Richie asked.

Y/n finally turned to look at him.

“Do you really think it was a coincidence that I just so happen to stumble into your bar?” Y/n asked him.

Richie cocked an eyebrow at her. She gave him a soft smile.

“I reached out to Seth,” She admitted.

Richie whipped around to look back at his brother. Seth was grinning from ear to ear. He held up his beer toward his brother in a way to say you’re welcome.

“Y/n,” Richie began.

“I don’t even know if you still love me after all of this time. But we’re both adults. We both have grown up over the years and I think it’s time we both stop acting like children,” Y/n said.

Before Y/n could carry on Richie grabbed her by the back of her head and pulled her in for a kiss. Seth shouted and cheered from behind them. Richie pulled back and she stupidly grinned up at him.

“I need you to do me a favor?” Richie said.

“Anything,” Y/n said softly.

“Remove that damn ring from your finger,” Richie growled.

Laughing, Y/n pulled the ring from her finger and handed it over to Richie. He didn’t say a thing as he tossed it over his shoulder.

“Hey! That’s worth money,” Y/n complained.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart, I’ll replace it with something so much better,” Richie grinned.

As Y/n moved to argue some more, Richie silenced her with another kiss. She pulled back and gave him a look.

“You can’t win arguments with kissing,” She teased.

“Just watch me,” He smirked.

Being back in Richie’s arms made her finally feel like she could finally rest easy. She was were she was supposed to be.

[thehelleniclunarwitch]

Stupid Cupid Day 11

Prompt: “I thought you didn’t want to get married?”

Pairing: Seth Gecko x Reader

Tagged: @blu-eyed-devil

“Did you two want any dessert?” The waitress asked.

“Oh no, we’re good, thank you. Just the check,” Seth said.

“I’ll be right back with that,” The waitress smiled before hurrying off.

“Hey asshat, I wanted that chocolate cake,” You growled.

Seth grinned. “Fine, then we can just skip out on Stucchi's ice cream,”

“Wait, you were gonna take me to Stucchi’s?” You asked.

“Well I was but if you want that chocolate cake,” Seth trailed off.

“Forget that!” You exclaimed.

Seth laughed.

Seth paid the bill then helped you from your seat. He helped you into your coat and then took your hand. Seth insisted on walking down the street to Stucchi’s. Which you didn’t mind. The two of you held hands and you excitedly talked about what ice cream you were going to get.

At Stucchi’s, Seth paid for your guys’ ice cream and then the two of you returned outside where you took a seat at one of the tables.

“So did I make up for last year's Valentine’s Day?” Seth asked.

Last year was a hot mess. You were so mad at Seth for his behavior and how he sabotaged everything you had planned for the two of you.

“No worries, you’ve redeemed yourself,” You said with a small laugh.

“Oh good,” Seth grinned.

You watched your boyfriend lean forward closer to you. He kissed you softly.

“You had ice cream on your face,” he began.

“Yeah, yeah, you don’t need an excuse to kiss me,” You teased.

“Maybe I was trying to distract you,” Seth said.

“Distract me from what?” You asked him.

“From pulling this out of my pocket,” Seth said as he lifted the black box up so you could see you.

The breath caught in your throat.

“Seth,” You whispered.

Seth flipped open the top to reveal the ring inside.

“I thought you didn’t want to get married?” You asked him.

“That was before finding you. You have changed my mind on so many things,” Seth said.

You gulped. “I still don’t want kids,”

“That’s fine, sweetheart. I don’t want them either,” Seth said.

You let out a small sigh of relief.

“But what I do want is to spend the rest of my life with you,” Seth said.

You could already feel the tears falling down your cheeks.

“I love you Y/n, will you marry me?” Seth asked.

“Yes!” You exclaimed happily.

Seth slipped the ring on your finger and you sat there stunned. You never ever thought that this day would ever come.

“Seth, I love it! And I love you!” You grinned as you threw your arms around his neck.

Yes, Seth Gecko definitely did redeem himself from last year and you were so damn happy.

[thehelleniclunarwitch]

25 Days of Christmas: Day 04

Prompt: “Why is there Mistletoe everywhere?”

Pairing: Richie Gecko x Reader

Tagged: @blu-eyed-devil

They had traveled all night to make it Uncle Eddie’s for the holidays. The pair had crept inside and straight upstairs to the free guest room. They both had face planted into the mattress and fell asleep immediately.

A little after noon Richie and Y/n finally pulled themselves out of bed. Before heading downstairs the pair changed out of their clothes and into comfy clothes to lounge around in. Richie grabbed Y/n up and kissed her softly.

“Merry Christmas, sweetheart,” Richie whispered.

“Mmm, Merry Christmas, love,” Y/n grinned.

“You ready to go down and see the family?” Richie asked.

“Let’s do this,” Y/n grinned.

Taking her hand in his, the pair headed downstairs to the houseful of people. Uncle Eddie stood at the stove working his way through the massive meal they would be having at dinner time. Seth leaned against the counter talking with Freddie and Kate. Scott chased the little ones around the house.

“Hey, the sleepyheads are finally awake!” Seth grinned.

Richie narrowed his eyes at his older brother. Kate pushed away from the counter to come and pull Y/n into a hug. Eddie turned from the stove to greet the two lovebirds with a big ole smile.

“I just have one question,” Richie began.

Everyone stared at him waiting for him to ask his questions. Y/n already knew and she just rolled her eyes as she made her way over to hug Eddie.

“Why is there mistletoe everywhere?” Richie asked in annoyance.

“Oh you know we just want to help the lovebirds out,” Seth grinned.

“This was your dumb idea wasn’t it?” Richie asked.

“It’s not that dumb,” Y/n said.

Richie rolled his eyes. “Don’t defend him.

Y/n laughed. Eddie pulled her in for a tight hug. As usual, when the brothers are together they fell into an argument after argument.

“Well, someone’s halls are gonna get decked!” Seth exclaimed.

“Enough you two,” Eddie finally snapped.

“He started it!” Seth and Richie hissed together.

“It’s like they never grew up and moved out,” Eddie said with a sigh.

“Come on you know there’s a reason why I made everyone hang up so much damn mistletoe,” Seth growled.

“What are you talking about?” Y/n asked as she went to stand back next to Richie.

“Y/n you should be used to me having a plan up my sleeve,” Seth said with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

“I don’t have the patience for an infamous Seth Gecko plan,” Y/n scoffed.

“Well you might want to have patience now,” Kate grinned.

Y/n furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

“What?” Y/n said.

“Baby,” Richie said.

Y/n finally turned, Richie wasn’t eye level with her. Y/n immediately looked down to see her boyfriend down on one knee in front of her.

“Oh holy shit,” Y/n gasped the others laughed behind her.

“You are the love of my life. Y/n you have brought so much light to my darkness. You make every day better and brighter. I can’t imagine life without you. There is nothing more than I want to spend the rest of my life with you. To have kids with you and grow old with you. So Y/n will you marry me?” Richie asked.

Tears were welling in her eyes.

“Yes,” Y/n said with a small sob.

Everyone cheered. Richie stood and slid the ring onto her finger. He hooked his arms around her waist and she was quick to wrap her own arms around his neck and he lowered his forehead to hers.

“God I love you,” He whispered.

“I love you too,” Y/n smiled.

“Look up!” Seth exclaimed a little too happily.

The pair looked up to see the damn mistletoe hanging above them.

“Let’s knock his socks off,” Y/n grinned.

“You got it, babe,” Richie laughed.

Richie dipped her backward before crushing their lips together and showing everyone in that room just how much they truly loved each other.

[crazyfreckledginger]

Richie Gecko x Reader - “Intoxicating”

The story of how a witch and a theif meet when their paths converge to get Amaru out of Kate’s body.

Requested by @ateliefloresdaprimavera “Thank you babycakes😚 it's a Richie imagine where YN is a witch and she's contacted to help the brothers and Kate. He's intrigued by her and she doesn't think much of him first, but in time they fall in love. What do you think?

A/N: I couldn’t really show that they fall in love because it would have been too long for a one shot and too short for a 2 parter, sorry!

Warning: Cursing, slight torture.

"Shit," Seth cursed as his eyes locked with Kates. He couldn't believe it, she was alive, yet, she seemed different like she had become a whole new person since her 'death'.

After some intensive fighting with a man that was twice Seth's size, they finally stepped out of the rink, the bearded man scanning the crowd in search of the redhead that he had grown attached to, but to no avail. He walked up to Kisa, eyeing his brother quickly before sitting down on the spare stool. Richie threw him a small piece of cloth in order to clean up his bloodied nose. He nodded to his younger brother, pampering his sore nose, deep in his thoughts. He had to tell his brother later, but for right now, he needed to have his mind set.

*****

"That wasn't Kate," He mumbled. Shit! He needed to find a solution to his problem and he needed one soon, who knows what that demon inside of her could do.

"I knew it," Richie mumbled in irritation. This was one of the moments that pissed him off the most, the moment where Seth was too stubborn to listen to his brother and had to investigate himself before he could remotely agree. He despised it when he did that, never treated him like an equal but as a younger brother.

"I think I know someone who can help," Seth grumbled. "It might take time, but I think someone can help with Kat's problem."

"Who can help? Tanner?"

"No, not that creep, Kate mentioned some guy that had connections with different creatures back when I tried to get the passports," He informed, shutting his eyes quickly to try to recollect as much information as possible on the kid she had seen.

******

"What is your problem?" The kid asked, crossing his arms over his chest. He didn't really appreciate the attitude the tattoed man was exhibiting, but he was willing to give them a chance, Kate did.

"Kate, we think she's been possessed, and I heard from her that you knew people," Seth explained vaguely.

"Kate?" He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I'll see what I can do, give me your number and once I find someone that can help I'll send you the information," He clarified. Seth gazed back to his brother for a split second before nodding to the boy.

"Thank you," He smiled lightly.

******

"How long is that kid going to be?" Richie mumbled.

"I know as much as you do Rich," Seth murmured.

"This is taking way too fucking long." He cursed.

"Took the words right out of my mouth brother," Seth chuckled. His eyes looked at his phone as it vibrated on his lap. He picked it up, unlocking it as the notification glowed on the screen.

"(Y/N) (L/N), already on to you, here's her number," The single message read.

"Thank god," Seth sighed as he copied the number and added it to his contacts.

"Is it him?" Richie asked, leaning into the phone.

"Yes, we have her number, she's on our way to us," Seth filled in, smirking.

*****

"The famous Gecko brothers," I chuckled, extending my hand to shake his.

"(Y/N)," Seth welcomed, gladly taking her hand.

"You're hot," He chuckled.

"And someone can't keep it inside his pants," I retorted, turning towards the other brother.

"Richard right?" I asked him, repeating my action.

"Yes, but I prefer Richie," He smiled, shaking my hand.

"My friend didn't really fill me in on the situation, what seems to be the problem?" I asked, sitting down in front of them.

"Well, our friend is possessed and we can't do anything."

"You're human right?" I pointed to Seth, as he nodded in response, I turned to Richie.

"And you're a Culebra?"  

"Yes, what are you again?" he asked.

"A witch, it's in the family," I smiled, "anyway, let's get started, I'll need something that belongs to her and a couple of candles," I informed. Richie nodded, leaving the room to get the supplies.

"What for?" Seth asked.

"I need to locate her before I can perform any type of exorcism." I explained, thanking Richie as he handed me a necklace that must have belonged to 'Kate'. I placed it in the middle of the room and placed the candles opposite each other, the necklace in the middle.

"Pass me the map," I ordered, Seth threw the map at me and laid it on the table. I took one of the knives I always kept on me in case I needed to defend myself and cut my palm. I let the blood drip on the map and closed my eyes after catching a glimpse of the brother's curious gazes.

I started my spell.

******

"She's a witch huh?" The blond man nodded to me.

"I am yes," I faked a smile to him before looking at the chained up redhead that was glaring daggers at me.

"Don't think I wouldn't exorcise you under any circumstances Amaru," I threatened as she sent me a wicked smile.

"You sure about this?" Seth whispered to me, his back facing the demon so that she could not hear what we were discussing.

"Of course, I'm powerful enough to take this bitch out of her," I defended, feeling offended at his underestimation.

"Okayyyy, sorry," he sassed, raising his hands up in defence.

"Now leave me alone, all of you, especially you, you creepy child predator." I pointed to 'Tanner'.

"I'm not a child predator," He furrowed his eyes in confusion.

"Well, you sure as hell look like one," I scoffed. I put my hands on my side, closing my eyes and looking up at the sky.

I clenched my fists hard as I could, feeling them whiten as I did so. Soon enough, I heard Amaru scream in pain as I focused my energy on her. It took me a solid 15 minutes to get her out of the girl's body, but it was worth it.

From the many emotions, I felt surging within her and I performed the exorcism, I learned that she was powerful in hell, but since she wasn't in her usual environment, she was weaker, giving me an additional advantage to force her back where she came from.

"Kate," Seth called out as a thump could be heard, it might have been her body hitting the ground. I opened my eyes, shaking my head at the slight dizziness I experienced.

"You okay?" Richie asked from beside me. I looked over at him.

"Yeah," I breathed out, "It's a bit nauseating using magic for too long without any breaks." I clarified, giving him a small smile.

I found myself staring a little too long in his eyes but I couldn't look away. he had the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. But I don't notice many details in the first place unless I want to.

He saw me stare at him and as a smirk appeared on his face.

My head snapped back to Seth and Kate. He was holding her waist, keeping her now weak form from collapsing on the floor.

"Thank you, really, thank you so much," The redhead smiled gratefully. I returned the smile, nodding in her direction and moving out of her way so she could rest in the car.

"Do you want to go get a drink or something." Richie blurted out after clearing his throat. I smiled at him and nodded, licking my dry lips.

"Do you want a drink with me too, sweetheart?" Tanner chuckled. I turned to him in disgust.

"Fuck off!"  

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Gecko Brothers x Reader - “As Good As Dead” [Part 4/Final]

Months ago, you stayed with the Gecko Brothers after they kidnapped you, knowing that there was nothing of your previous life to go back to. After much persuasion, they trained you and found themselves growing feelings for you. Richie gets involved in endless problems with Santanico, resulting in you being dragged in as well . When you get kidnapped by Carlos, all hell breaks loose.

His jaw clenched as he turned the engine on and pulled out of the parking lot. This was going to be a hell of a plan — the hardest plan they had made.

A/N: Oh my god, I didn’t realise this series is over! 😭 Thank you so much to all of you that read this story, I had a lot of fun writing it!

Richie stalked through the hallways as Kisa took the back. He was angry, to say the least, but he was also close to terrified. Nothing could happen to (Y/N), he'd never forgive himself. 

"Well Mister Gecko," A voice called out from behind him, interrupting his search. As he turned around, his ears fumed as his eyes landed on Amacio Malvado himself, standing in all his glory at the end of the hallway.

[x]

"Where the fuck is she?" He demanded. 

"Now, now-"

"Don't you fucking sweet talk me, I want here, now!" He sneered. Amancio's face fell to frustration immediately.

"Maybe you should take the drink, or you'll only see her in pieces" He threatened. 

******

"What are you still doing here?" Seth asked as he bumped into Kisa.

"I'm taking the back, I can't find her but there are men in a particular place and I wanted to wait instead of going in there on my own, unlike you Geckos, I think before I act," She smiled sarcastically. He rolled his eyes before nodding to Kate, that sat in the car, phone in hand. 

"Where's my brother?" He asked, attempting to hide as many guns in his shirt as possible. "Where are they?" 

"This way," She nodded to him and opened the back door. They scurried to a big room where multiple men were heard speaking. He shot once in a table as they both marched inside the room;

"Hands where I can see 'em," Seth ordered. A man raised his gun, but not fast enough.

"I'm only here for what's mine" He informed, never pointing the gun away from him.

[x]

"Seth?" A familiar voice called out.

"Richie?" He looked to him.

"Well, what a reunion," Amancio chuckled, gesturing for his men to leave.

"La Diosa," He turned to Kisa. A scowl formed on her face as she glared at him.

"Where is she, Richie?" Seth asked, his eyes never leaving the man's figure. "He hasn't spilled," 

"Yet," 

"I want Santanico out of here," Malvado nodded to her. Seth's jaw clenched before he locked eyes with his brother, who simply gave him an approved look. 

"Kisa...." He started.

"Fine," she grumbled, her hard scowl never leaving her face as she awkwardly walked away, probably in the direction of the car where Kate was.

"Well, your brother and I have had a drink," He implied. They both released a breath from the anticipation, although their heartbeat hadn't faltered though, they still went to a fast rate, from the stress of seeing her state. 

"This way," He gestured opening the door and walking inside. The Gecko brothers' eyes widened as the scene before them sunk in. 

(Y/N) was pinned against the wall, a hand on her mouth as the infamous 'asshole' Carlos was planted inside her neck, her bruised hands tried to pry him off her— but she was slowly losing consciousness as he sucked the blood from her skin. 

"Carlos, we talked about this," Amancio sighed as Carlos released himself, allowing her to collapse on the floor.

"Shit!" Seth cursed as she rushed by her side. 

"I just couldn't help myself," He defended, wiping his lip. Seth shuffled through his pockets and pulled out a small piece of cloth, pushing it to the girl's neck. "Hey sweetheart," He cooed, "you're okay, Richie's here, we're both here and we're getting you out," His thumb ran across her jaw as her eyelids flickered from the loss of blood.

"This way boys," Amancio gestured to the door. 

"No, I'm not leaving, we're not leaving her in this state," Richie stated.

"You've seen her if you want her back we're going to have to discuss conditions," He informed.

"Fine, but Kisa gets to stay with her and this asshole is coming with us," Seth pointed to Carlos. Malvado sighed before nodding, walking out of the room. Seth left to search for Kisa as Richie supervised Carlos.

"You should try her sometime, she's delicious," The latter smirked.

"I will rip your throat out," The Gecko brother promised, earning a short chuckled from the other Culebra.

*****

"So, I'll leave you here with a few of my men while you discuss the conditions," Malvado smirked as he walked himself out of the room. Seth leaned over to Richie and discussed for a solid twenty minutes. The powerful culebras' men scanned their surroundings, assuming that the Gecko brothers were trying to agree on their boss' conditions. 

Little did they know that they were coming up with a plan to take all of them down, get the girl and get as far away from there as possible— and possibly kill the two assholes on the way if they had the chance. Fortunately, Kisa was on their side so they were not completely disadvantaged. 

"So, are you two done?" One of the men stood forwards as the two brothers started bickering. Richie looked up to the man, leaning back into his chair as his hard glare remained on him.

"We're going to kill every single one of you, and then we're going to get my girl," He smirked sarcastically.

[x]

"Our girl Richie," Seth corrected.

"Our girl," He concluded. 

***** Kate sat in the car patiently, tapping her fingertips on the wheel as she stared at the building in front of her. 

"Time for me to go," Kisa informed as she nodded in the ginger's direction as the door flew open and she stomped towards the men in front. She was going to kick some ass. 

After a lot of injuries and hours of killing culebras, they finally kicked the door of the room they had last seen (Y/N). Their eyebrows furrowed as their eyes landed upon Malvado pulling Carlos' snake out of his body, the man's flesh burning in the air as it turned to dust and fluttered to the ground.

"What are you doing here?" He sneered, his fangs protruding out of his gums. Kisa and Richie turned as well, on reflex as they pounced on him and took turns in putting hits in him. Seth crawled on the side, scooping (Y/N)'s body in his arms and scurrying to the car, knowing that the pair could take care of Amancio on their own— hopefully.

He nodded to Kate as she came out of the car and opened the back seat open. 

------

"You bitch," Amancio groaned as he felt his knees, holding his bloodied gut. She simply smirked in response, proud of how she was able to lower him down to the piece of shit he was.

"I would kill you now with my own hands, but," Richie breathed out, "you're already as good as dead," 

That was the last sentence he heard before Kisa killed him in the most painful and fast death she could.   

*****

"Princess," A voice cooed, my head was slightly tilted to the side as the voice spoke again,

"(Y/N)," another one whispered. My eyes blurred as my eyelids rose up agonisingly slowly. I adjusted to the intense rays of sunshine protruding through the... car window?  

"Richie?" I whispered, recognising the face that was above mines. I sat up from his lap and looked around. 

"Oh my god, I'm so happy you're back," Kate smiled from the front seat.

"Kate, I missed you," I smiled back at her.

"Um, we missed you too by the way," A semi-looking bruised Seth responded sarcastically, a smug grin on his face as he stared at me from the rearview mirror. 

"You're still an ass aren't you?" I asked rhetorically, they laughed in response. I smiled as well. 

I had no idea what had happened but I wasn't going to ask yet. I wanted to savour the precious moment with all of them. For as long as possible.

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