#you shouldn't have pulled a gun on your girlfriend

[smokingmisfit]

Very much this! Your character isn't you, they're just an avatar. Let them be petty or principled, fanatic or feckless. Play for fun. Just remember your safety tools and the tone of the table.

one of the most freeing things you can do in ttrpgs is let go of the idea that your player characters should be/are morally good. Once you've accepted that your characters might be bad people or do bad things, the possibility space of what your characters can do opens up wide. Plus, you no longer have to contort your setting into bizarre and problematic shapes to make sure your player characters are always in the right.

a good example of this is combat. The normal approach is:

violence is what our characters will do. therefore we must make it so it is good for them to do violence. therefore their enemies must deserve it. therefore we will create a class of being for them to fight that is inherently evil and deserving of violence.

Which, needless to say, veers into extremely racist territory extremely easily.

Whereas once you no longer need player characters to be in the right, you can instead get:

violence is what our characters will do. killing people is bad, and when our characters kill people they're doing a bad thing.

which is actually a far less fucked up set of ideas to express!

like, okay, a concrete example. Right now, I'm playing in a Vampire the Masquerade game. My character, Molly, follows the Path of the Feral Heart and is in the blurry border between the Anarchs and the Sabbat. What this means in practice is that she's totally abandonned any pretences of being human and instead embraces being a monstrous predator, with no qualms about killing to survive and get what she wants, and who is essentially a Vampire Terrorist who cheerfully murders, sets bombs and massacres humans in order to destabilise the vampire government.

Molly is not a good person. She is, in fact, a terrifying monster! You aren't meant to agree with the things she does and says! And, sure, when she explains her backstory, you can see how she got like this, but that doesn't make it okay, her ending up like this is meant to be itself tragic, because in a better world she wouldn't be like this.

The story becomes more interesting because I can, in fact, play a character who does horrible things and let them be horrible. Playing a sabbat-sympathising path-follower would be entirely meaningless if the game contorted itself so nothing she did was ever actually horrific.

[sehnsuchts-trunken]

Hi! I love your work! Can I request for the seaside prompts nr.19 with Jake? Thank u so much 🩷

the prompt, for anyone who can't remember (i couldn't either, it's been like half a year): "they carry you bridal-style into the water"

also thank you so much honey!!! <33

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Jake's eyes were fixed on you and you squirmed under his gaze, already dreading whatever was about to come. There was a faint hint of a smile on his lips, but it looked more directed at himself than at you. Your hands slipped off his jaw and came to rest against his bare chest, ready to push him away if necessary.

"What?", you asked carefully, eyeing him up. Not that you had much means to fight whatever it was he had planned. You were spread out beneath him, completely at his mercy. Usually that had you feeling a different type of way.

"Just admiring my beautiful girlfriend", he muttered, his fingers tightening on your jaw again. He pulled you in once more, lips meeting his in a slow, almost lazy kiss. Your shoulders slumped a bit and you relaxed as your hands drew up and down his skin. Sometimes you really were a bit too mistrustful.

Yeah.

Not today though.

You shouldn't have believed him as easily as you did. Because as much as he did stare at you and as much as he did admire you in daily life, today he had absolutely been planning something, sharpening in the back of his mind, and it happened much too quickly for you to realise.

His arm wrapped around your waist as he pulled away, his fingers splayed out against your bare skin and within less than a second (it seemed) he was standing and you were stumbling against him, still a bit light-headed from the kiss. He bent down again to adjust his grip, to lift you up before you could react in practically any way except to loop your arms around his neck and cling to him in shock.

"Jake", you hissed as his arm hooked under your knees, his skin sticking to yours, sweaty and sandy from the sun and the beach. "Jake, whatever you're trying - don't."

If this hadn't been him, you'd probably have found it rather cute. It wasn't the first time he'd had you bridal-style in his arms, but it was certainly not a regular occurrence either. And to be entirely honest, your heart did flutter just the slighest bit.

But it was him. It very much was him. And you knew him. He wasn't the type to sweep you up in his arms and snog you in a moment of sudden romance. He was more the type of guy to-

Oh, hell no.

Your eyes widened in shock as you realised just what he was up to.

But he'd already taken too many steps down the beach.

"Jake, Jake, no!", you screeched, clawing harder at him, clenching your arms around his neck and trying to climb further up his body. "I swear to god, if you-"

You couldn't even finish your sentence. He'd dropped you down into the ice-cold waves before you could get halfway through your threat.

The only redeeming aspect about this was that he didn't completely dunk you. Your head was still very much above the water, your eyes squeezed shut, your breath held, but no water splashed against your cheeks.

"Jake", you squeaked anyway, clinging to him with all your might as he chuckled. "Oh my god, you bastard!"

You kicked your legs off his arm and straightened, your arms still locked tight around his neck. Yeah, he was a bastard - but he was your bastard. And you were cold, so you pressed even closer against him, wrapped your legs around his waist and pushed your chest right to his.

"Couldn't resist, darling", he grinned, and for some sick, twisted reason, you had to grin too.

"This is not a reward", you could only mutter before you leaned in and kissed him - right there, in the middle of the ocean, after he'd just very much dropped you into the water. God, how you despised him. And how you loved him anyway.

[cwritesforfun]

Jake Ballard x Fem!Reader: Stay Forever?

The lack of fics is criminal - this is loosely based on Season 3 * I do not own Scandal characters or plot * Y/N = Your Name

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Your POV

Dating was for losers. That’s what you tell yourself as you drink your favorite alcoholic drink at the bar around the corner from work. But really, you had an intense relationship with Jake Ballard who you loved until he broke up with you. He claimed that it would be better this way and that he couldn’t have a girlfriend right now.

The day after he broke up with you, your boss fired you.

The day after that, your cat died. You raised her from kitten to a fully grown cat.

Now, 2 weeks later, you’re sitting in the bar drinking a drink after job searching. You finally feel tipsy and decide to call it a night. You order a cab and take it to your apartment. Outside of your apartment door is Jake in a suit. He never used to wear a suit. What happened to him?

You exclaim, “Hi Jake.” He says, “Hey Y/N. Where have you been? I tried calling you tonight and you didn't pick up.” You answer, “I was out at a bar drinking. I’m home and here now. What’s wrong?” He replies “I shouldn't have come. I don't know why I did.” You reply, “No, you shouldn’t have. It’ll just make me more miserable. Goodbye.”

You open your front door and slam it in his face.

You start crying and you go shower.

The next day, you feel yourself being followed after you leave work. You know what Jake did for a living so you would know if it was someone sent by him. He would’ve told you. This makes you feel uneasy.

You can’t sleep.

You check your mail and find photos of you with Jake that say to stay away. You’re worried for him.

You can barely focus at work.

You drive to Jake’s place after work and use your spare key to open the door. You’re lucky that he never asked for it back. You sigh once you’re safe in his place.

You then see Jake with a gun in his hand aiming at you and he asks, “Y/N? What are you doing here?” You hold your hands up and answer, “Someone was following me. Did you send them?” He lowers his gun and answers, “No I didn’t… Y/N, tell me everything you remember.” So you sit across from him on the couch and tell him every detail you remember. You’re lucky for your photographic memory on this day. You even show him the file of photos.

After you say everything, Jake goes off to make a call. You sit on the couch and realize you could’ve died today. You feel tears drop from your eyes and you feel a sob escape from your mouth. Jake returns and says, “Okay. Put your head right here.” You see him patting his chest and you move closer to him. You put your head on his chest and he wraps you up tightly. He says, “You’re not alone. I’m alive. Everything will be okay.” He holds you as you cry. You pull away from him slightly and exclaim, “I can’t lose you, Jake. I know you wanted to not date me, but I can’t lose you. You still matter to me even if we don't talk.” He replies, “You won’t lose me. I love you and … I regret breaking up with you. I shouldn’t have done it. I got a promotion at work and it stressed me out. I knew my hours at work would keep me there longer days and I didn’t want to worry you.” You reply, “You should’ve talked to me.” He replies, “Yeah. I should have.”

Jake gets another call and he answers it. You watch him nod and finally, he ends the call. Jake exclaims, “They found the person stalking you and are interrogating them now. We'll find out why you were targeted and You did the right thing coming to me.” You reply, “Okay, good. Well, I should probably leave you to it.”

He grabs your wrist and says, “The safest place for you is here for now. Don't contact anyone either. I need you to stay alive and the way I can do that is to have you here so I can watch you.” You reply, “Fine… um, do you have anything to eat? I drove here straight after work and I didn’t have dinner yet.” He smiles and says, “Let’s go see. I think I do have food.” You follow Jake to the kitchen and he shows you his fridge. You make scrambled eggs, some veggies, and toast.

You sit next to him and eat dinner. You notice him watching you. You ask, “Why do you keep staring at me?” Jake shrugs and answers, “I just can’t believe you’re here.” You ask, “Are you glad?” He answers, “I don’t like that someone is stalking you to get to me, but I do like that you’re here. I missed you. I don’t think I said that yet, but I missed you.” You reply, "Well I missed you too... how is your new job?" He answers, "Lonely and stressful. It feels like the world is dependent on me and it's terrifying. I also don't like coming home to an empty place. I miss having you here. You were my friend before we dated and the only person who I had to confide in." He looks like he's about to cry and you reach out to him. He hugs me tightly and says, "Please stay forever." You reply, "Ok."

It was as simple as that.

Jake hunted down the people stalking you and put an end to it. You didn't want to know the details, but you trusted him.

You moved out of your old place and into his place permanently. Then you went back to work.

You see Jake every night and you both debrief your days no matter how late it is. You also cuddle every night and he holds you so close.

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[6rookie-writer0110]

Tara Carpenter/ Yandere Ghostface…

•When Tara first saw you, it was love at first sight for her.

•Tara had to know everything about you.

•But when she found out that you were dating someone else, she didn't like that at all.

•Tara and her friends are having a party. She did talk to you but people would interrupt you and Tara, and she hated that.

•You didn't feel Tara pickpocket your phone. She walks away and you start to search for your phone.

•Tara puts a tracking app on your phone. Then she pretended to find it in another room.

•Tara started to stalk you. She found out where you lived and she lied to the maintenance saying that she is your girlfriend.

•The maintenance let Tara into your apartment. She starts to look around and she gets on your laptop. Then she starts to read everything on your laptop and then finds out where Quinn Bailey lives.

•Tara puts on the mask Ghostface and she goes to kill your girlfriend Quinn. She didn't feel bad for killing but she enjoyed it.

•You felt sad about what happened and Tara would comfort you.

•You fell for her charm then you started dating her.

•She would want to know what you would being doing or where you will go.

•Anywhere you went, Tara was right by your side.

•Wes didn't think it was healthy that you and Tara would spend every second together. She noticed that Wes was encouraging you to break up with her.

•Tara got mad. She puts on the mask and she sneaks into his house, and he was sleeping.

•She covered his mouth and he tried to fight back, but she stabbed him in the chest.

“You shouldn't have told Y/n to break up with me!” Tara yelled.

He tries to scream for help but she slit his throat. Then she starts to stab him multiple times.

•Tara is always affectionate with you.

•She would make you feel important and loved.

•Tara would stay at your place and some of her clothes would be there.

•She likes going to sleep wearing your shirt or hoodie.

•You went to the movies with some friends, but Tara tagged along. And your friends didn't like Tara at all.

•One time, you did try to break up with her but she manipulated not to break up with her.

•Tara did kill the person that was giving you a hard time.

•Officer Wayne Bailey, hates Sam and Tara.

•He told you how dangerous they are. Because of him, you find out who is their father.

•You told Tara and she won't lose you.

•Tara locked you in the basement and the windows are too small for you to use.

• Officer Wayne Bailey, wanted to kill Sam and Tara.

•But you managed to escape from the basement.

•He has the gun aimed at them. You are hiding and they haven't noticed you.

•You went to grab a knife from the kitchen.

•Something took over you.

•Before he can pull the trigger, you stab him in the back.

•Tara smiled. In her mind, that meant you are in love with her because you killed him to save them.

•You are breathing hard and dropped the knife.

“I knew that you love me!” Tara smiled.

“I-I don't know… I don't know what happened felt like something took over me” You said.

Tara put her hand on your face and then kissed you.

“We are meant to be. I will never let you go, Y/n” Tara smiled.

“You are Ghostface?” You asked.

“I did it to protect you” Tara smiled.

•You did help Tara and Sam get rid of the body.

[ashicyde]

–Bloody Hands–

・Ashe x deadlock fem!reader・

Angst/Comfort

!TW: Blood, swearing!

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This is bad... This is so fucking bad... You had gotten into an argument with your girlfriend, Ashe, aka the leader of the Deadlock gang you're in. She was worried about you getting hurt and that she might not be able to protect you. You argued, saying that you could defend yourself.

"I know you can protect yourself, but that doesn't mean something won't happen!" Ashe argued, her hat on the bed and her tie untied. She had just gotten back from a heist that almost went terribly wrong because of some rookies, but Bob was there to help.

"I'm just afraid that something might happen out of our control!" Ashe stated, staring at you worriedly and sadly.

The arguement went on for a while, and you could probably tell how the arguement went. You stormed out of the base, Ashe calling out after you. You didn't listen and took your motorcycle, riding off to take your mind off things.

Now here you are, fighting a group of men. They were weak though, a few of them already on the ground, your hands covered in blood and your knuckles bruised. The last two men stared at you angrily, charging towards you. You were able to dodge them and kicked one before the other punched your nose, making it bleed heavily.

You didn't back down though, grabbing the man by the collar of his shirt and headbutting him, making him stumble back. The other man you kicked had recovered and threw you against the wall, causing you to grunt in pain. You quickly had enough of this fight now, pulling out your handgun and shooting the one that threw you against the wall. You pointed the gun to the other, glaring at him.

"Wait wait! Please! I–" Suddenly there was a gunshot, but you weren't the one that shot. You turn to see Ashe on her red motorcycle, her rifle pointed at the now dead man.

"I didn't need help." You sternly said, bringing your arm up to wipe away some of the blood that was flowing out of your nose.

"I don't fucking care." Ashe replied sternly, putting her rifle away and moving to you. Her hands moved your arm away from your nose and she checked over you to see how hurt you were. You just stayed silent, looking at the two dead men and the two passed out men. Ashe sighed with irritation, but her eyes softened when she looked at you.

"You had me worried, sunflower..." She muttered, looking at your bruised and bloody hands. You slowly felt a bubble of guilt fill up inside you at her words, your eyes softening. Ashe noticed your expression and sighed.

"Let's get back to base..." She said as she gently pulled you to her motorcycle. Your hand gently pinched your nose closed so you wouldn't bleed everywhere more.

The ride wasn't long, Ashe always drove fast. You both quickly made back to base and she carefully brought you to your shared bathroom, helping you stop your nosebleed. Then she cleaned your hands off and wrapped them in bandages. Then there was a silence before one of you spoke.

"I'm sorry for storming out and disappearing on you..." You muttered, but Ashe quickly shook her head.

"No it's okay... I shouldn't have doubted you..." Ashe replied, leaning forward and kissing your forehead.

"Plus, you proved me that you could actually defend yourself." She added, smiling softly, which made you smile. You nodded softly and leaned forward, kissing Ashe gently.

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[vaguesxrrow]

can you PLEASE do a fic of different times the avengers find out something new about natasha. IK ITS REALLY RANDOM but i saw a prompt on PINTEREST. PINTEREST. AGES AGO and i cannot stop thinking about it. like it could be whilst shes drunk and doesnt stop talkin about secrets about herself she wouldnt usually say or like she'd tell them about the most concerning things ever happening to her in the red room and smile n shrug or smth. IDM ANY SHIPS so u can choose (or just none x). THIS IS REALLY RANDOM but THANK YOU if u actually end up writing this.

first marvel fic !! so glad it's a nat centric one bc i love her sm. that being said, i dont want to minimise how traumatic the red room was for her so im considering writing a p2 to this where she talks about it properly..

drunk natasha - blackhill

a/n: this is in the pov of tony, but there is maria/nat at the end. also all the avengers are there but sadly not all of then have dialogue :((

cws: talk of the red room (although unexplicit, pls be wary!)

wc: 492

tony probably shouldn't have spiked the booze.

how do you spike booze, you might be asking? well, if anyone asked, he would give a vague response like, "you can spike anything if you put your mind to it." if natasha romanoff - the person who had arguably been the most affected by it - asked, he would run away to save his life.

anyway, he probably shouldn't have spiked the booze, because now natasha - the person (excluding thor, steve, and bucky, because they had a biological advantage) with the highest alchohol tolerance of them all was tipsy, and rambling.

it was definitely a sight to behold.

"what booze is this?" natasha asked, for the third time that night. her russian accent was more prominent now that she was intoxicated. "oh! my favourite. when i was in the red room, one of my targets had this brand, and i... i poisoned it." her voice lowered to a whisper, and she giggled conspirationally.

tony, along with the other 5 avengers, froze. natasha had never talked about her time in the red room before, and he wasn't sure if she even wanted to now, or if it was the vodka making her loose-lipped.

bruce, who was the only one still semi-sober, began to protest. "nat, maybe you should-"

"it's fiiine, brucie." she waved him off, leaning into the cushioned couch. suddenly, she perked back up. "oh! another funny story, when i was out on a mission with another girl, we got drunk. i- i kissed her, and... it was on purpose, that time. before, we would have to kiss and stuff as part of the act, but with lyubov i wanted it."

"and stuff?" clint noted with concern. the archer had been the first to down 2 consecutive drinks, and also the first to lead a game of drunk pictionary, but now he seemed dead serious.

tony was 90% drunk himself, but even he was beginning to get worried about nat.

natasha smiled demurely, seemingly oblivious.

"how old were you?" tony blurted.

she thought about it for a while. "fourteen.” she began singing. “you just don't step inside to, to fourteen years. ha. that song was playing earlier." she made finger guns, pretending to shoot at tony while grinning. "guns n roses."

suddenly (and thankfully) maria walked in. natasha immediately greeted her girlfriend, demanding a kiss. maria complied, although it was chaste, and pulled away when nat tried to deepen it.

"what did you boys do to my girlfriend?" maria asked. "stark, i'm talking to you."

tony cringed. "i may have.. spiked the booze."

she narrowed her eyes. tony was prepared to kiss life goodbye then and there, but natasha sat up and hugged maria, awkwardly given their position. she looked down softly at her girlfriend, before giving tony another glare.

"i'm taking her back to our room," maria announced. "and i am never leaving her alone with you lot ever again."

“that's fair,” echoed steve softly.

[madhatterbri]

Shakedown | Mafia!HOOK

Summary: The Perry family take you from Tyler with help from the inside.

@99hook @shawtys-things

"Have you heard the news?" Taz asked taking a few puffs from his cigar. He placed the cigar on the ashtray and looked at his son. The smoke caused a haze above their table. He noted his son's silence that he hadn't. "Jack and his family of low life criminals have been spotted around New York,"

Tyler tensed at the news. He had been careless the last few days with taking his girl out. He thought about all the places they visited. All the places Jack and his men could have been hiding. He cursed inwardly at his own foolishness. A glimmer of hope cast over him. Maybe they hadn't been around long.

"How long?"

"The boys are saying three days. Could be more or less. He must have drove from LA this time," Taz answered and leaned back in his chair. He stared at his son noting his worried expression. "Where is your name?"

"At school. Anthony is there like usual," he answered feeling sheepish. HOOK knew he messed up. He didn't need a whole ass lecture about it.

"Make sure you alert Anthony that Jack is back. Maybe have them come here right after class," Taz advised. Right now he needed to make sure Jack wasn't poking around where he shouldn't be.

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You smiled seeing Anthony at the car. He always waited patiently for you no matter how long or short your classes ran. He was scrolling through his phone while he leaned against the car. His normal happy expression shrouded in worry.

"Hey, Anthony. Is everything okay?" You asked.

"Bad news. Boss man is telling me to get you to one of the safe houses. New York got a visitor you don't want to be acquainted with," he broke the news to you. You frowned.

"But St. Marks isn't too far from here. Couldn't we go back home?"

"We don't know if any of his men infiltrated the place yet," he answered while opening the door for you.

"Is Tyler gonna visit us there?" You asked hopefully while throwing your bookbag in the backseat. You slid inside the car.

"That's the plan,"

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Tyler noticed the time and immediately started to worry. He couldn't get a hold of Anthony or his girlfriend. A couple of his men drove around NYU but hadn't seen you. They talked the professor who informed them you left with Anthony hours ago.

"Son, this isn't like Anthony. We may have to accept the fact that-"

"He wouldn't betray me. I told him to come here as soon as he got her. Class ran late or something," he snapped at his father. He rested his head on his hands. His fingers pulled his hair as the stress took over.

"You gotta think with your mind and not your heart. Every second you treating Anthony like he didn't betray you is another second your name could be out there in danger,"

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"We are here," Anthony informed you after the long car ride. You kicked yourself for leaving your phone back home. It was weird. You left in on the nightstand last night and this morning it was gone. Maybe it fell under the bed while you slept.

He stepped out of the car and opened the door for you. You thanked him and walked out seeing the safe house.

The house was made of brick surrounded by tall pine trees. There was no windows and lots of security cameras. Several armored cars were already parked near the house.

"Tyler never mentioned this one to me before," you pointed out. You thought you had visited all the ones his family owned. This one was certainly not as modern as the rest but it seemed cozy.

"Come on. Let's get you inside. It's a little chilly out here," Anthony offered while extending his arm towards the house. You walked towards the door with your stomach tied in knots. Something was off about this situation. None of HOOK's men were outside.

You stopped just before the stairs on to the porch. He stopped right behind you.

"I don't think we are at the right place. I want to go to St. Marks. I-" you stopped once you turned around. Anthony's gun was pointed at you. Your mouth fell open in shock.

"Why?"

"Enough. Get up the stairs and knock on the door. He's been expecting you," he ordered and flicked his gun towards you. You turned around and slowly walked up the stairs. Before you could knock on the door a man answered it.

His brown hair pushed back into a bun. His brown eyes stared down at you. You hadn't seen this man before in your dealings with HOOK.

"You must be your name. I'm Jack and I've been dying to meet you," he greeted.

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"I'm really sorry, Taz. We tried tailing them but he used the traffic to get rid of us. They were going out somewhere Northwest," the driver spoke through the cellphone speaker. HOOK slammed his fist in the table. He breathed heavily and crossed his arms to control himself.

"How did your name look?"

"Like everything was okay. I'm sure Anthony was feeding her some mess. We are gonna keep our eyes open. We got an informant telling us where they went. We will keep you posted," the driver assured and hung up. The twisted pain of betrayal weighed heavily.

"Son, calm down. We are doing everything we can to locate her," Taz promised. Tyler remained motionless until his cell phone rang. He grabbed the phone from his back pocket. The screen lit up the last name he wanted to see.

Anthony

"Where the fuck is she?" Tyler barked into the phone.

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Tyler's voice through the phone sprung tears to your eyes. He sounded so upset and you couldn't be there to help him. You looked at Jack as a tear slid down your cheek.

"Now see you are going to make her cry. Is that what you want?" Jack asked with annoyance over the phone. He stared at you. "Tell him you are fine with his friends Anthony and Jack,"

"I... I'm fine, Ty," you stuttered afraid of what he would do if you hadn't cooperated. For now you were sitting on a couch surrounded by Anthony and several of Jack's men.

"Enough games, Perry. Where is she?" Tyler demanded.

"You weren't any good at hide and seek were you? You know you wasted Anthony as a babysitter for your little girlfriend. He really is a jack of all trades," he complimented the man that betrayed the Senerchia family. "But look it's late. Let me call you in the morning and we can settle this like men then,"

"Tell me where you are now and we can settle it when I get there,"

Jack yawned and rubbed his eyes.

"Patience, young Tyler. Good night,"

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Once Jack ended the call someone called his dad. Tyler hoped it would be information regarding Jack's whereabouts. Sure enough he was in luck. In a matter of minutes he was driving to her location. The GPS said he would be there in a few hours.

"Just hold on, your name," he whispered as the driver sped through New York.

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Jack left you on the couch while he conducted business. Your hands tied in front of your body. He didn't trust you to be alone by the front door. A man stayed with you to watch you. With no windows the thought of escaping seemed small.

Anthony appeared in the room. Ever since he betrayed you he hadn't been able to look at you. The betrayal ate you up and you had one simple question for him.

"Why?" You asked him. Your voice so small and innocent. That was exactly how you felt. None of this revolved around you. You just happened to be dating the son of a very important man. "Why didn't you tell him you didn't want to watch me anymore? Was it something I did?"

He flinched at your words. You weren't going to understand. This was a man's game and you were just a silly little pawn.

"Shut her up," he ordered one of the men in the room.

"Gladly," the man laughed and placed a piece of silver tape over your mouth.

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"He's here," Jack yelled running through the front door. Tires screeched outside signaling HOOK's arrival. Before you could think Jack was dragging you outside. A gun pointed at your back.

The SUVs parked outside in a half circle. Tyler stood in front of them. Their lights showing him brightly.

"No daddy here to protect you? I'm shocked," Jack announced while grabbing your hair and pulling back. You yelped in pain against the tape as he forced you to walk towards Tyler. HOOK's men raised their guns trying to get a clear shot at Jack but he used you as a shield.

"What do you want Jack?" HOOK asked. "Give her to me and it's yours,"

"I want the Senerchia family to be no more. The Perry family will reign Supreme. My dad couldn't do it before he died and now it's my turn," Jack spoke his terms for your safety. You shook your head. You knew how hard his family worked to build their empire.

"Deal. We will pack everything up here and you will have all our point of contacts," Tyler agreed.

"You think I'm stupid? I want you and daddy swimming with the fishes. I want the Senerchia name gone from the mafia history books. When anyone says your name they will think of me and remember my face as the one that brought you down. You and your daddy are noth-," Jack was suddenly silenced once your elbow connected to his stomach. He doubled over in pain allowing you a chance at freedom. You ran towards Tyler. His arms wide open to grab you.

Before they were able to shoot Jack a reinforced car pulled up in front of him. Anthony yelled for him to get in and they drove off in a matter of seconds. Jack escaped but you were safe. That was all HOOK cared about. You buried your face in his chest and cried.

"Let's get you home," he whispered as he untied your hands. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he carried you bridal style to the car.

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"We almost had him!" Jack yelled in the car. "Why did you do that?"

"You think he was going to let you getaway with taking his girl? You were going to be gone and the Perry name left in shambles," Anthony reasoned. "Don't worry. I know all of New York like the back of my hand. You'll get your kingdom and I'll get my revenge,"

Anthony stared off into the distance getting further away from his ex best friend.

[thecameronchronicles]

Pistol

TW: mentions of cocaine. Language. Mentions of abusive/toxic relationship. Smut. Dom!Barry.  Cheating. 

SUMMARY: The aftermath of your drug overdose brings you into a set of unlikely sheets...

WORD COUNT: 2200

*ORIGINAL CONCEPT*

Pistol

You took the first line to forget. About him. About her. About going back home. About staying here. You took the second to feel anything but the pain the encompassed ordeals left behind. The dull sting of betrayal you shouldn't have been surprised to endure and yet it was somehow all consuming. All because you trusted Topper's words when he said he didn't care about her that way anymore. And yet, you found him wrapped around Sarah as if she were the only thing tethering him to reality. The irony of your need to escape reality not lost on you as you took a third bump. 

Then everything went black. The mix of alcohol and drugs along with your emotion and indifference for anything but the numb high your decision brought you tonight had been the medicinal edge you needed. And yet, it was taunting your morality. 

Those friends you made since wearing the title of girlfriend for Topper had fled the second you began to tremor. Not one lifting a phone for assistance as you were left to die on the floor of some unnamed Kook's house. 

The drugs and death danced a perfect tango with your life between their grasp, infiltrated by a grasp as unexpected as it was enigmatic. But your body and awareness were too stained to make out any of the lights as your eyes fluttered closed, your body left at mercy of the grim reaper himself. 

At least you thought. 

There wasn't a side effect you would be spared as you awoke in sheets vaguely familiar. A scent you knew to be marijuana set in the distance and music of an emo metal inspiration playing even further. As your head throbbed, you attempted to assist yourself to your feet before feeling nausea keep you still. It was only when looking down that you noticed the change of clothing and a sudden fear of being taken advantage of obliterated the thought of anything else. 

"You're gonna want to move slow." A voice explained over your shoulder as you chilled. It was such a set of unfortunate circumstances in which you knew his voice. That distinctive twang accompanying the way he spoke and you were well aware you were in the "care" of Barry. 

"What happened?" You groaned, a hand to your stomach as another came over your mouth. 

"You up and overdosed." You shot to your feet, the memories in fragments but returning slowly the longer you existed in consciousness. The details of how everyone abandoned you and the sudden presence of his strong grasp made you narrow your eyes in confusion. 

"Most people would say thank you..." 

"Most people would have left me..."

"Most people did..." He explained, upset at his own remark. 

"You need to eat...." He left you at the edge of his bed, the familiarity in his sheets reminding you of when you'd accompanied Topper and Rafe here to obtain the drugs a week prior. Never knowing they would be the first thing you'd notice added a near death experience such as this. 

"Not exactly the buffet I'm sure you're used to, but..." But the smell of half burnt toast only made your expression sour. 

"Why did you?" 

"Why did I what?" He asked upon pulling his own buttered toast between his former grin after his eyes had taken stick of the available skin his oversized shirt left on you. 

"Save me..." 

He scoffed. "Never thought of it that way...more of keeping future problems away from me. Your body and all...bad for business..." Your eyes lowered before moving towards the door. 

"Sit..." 

"I-"

"Wasn't a question." He explained, bringing a gun to view. You swallowed hard. 

"I'm curious...I have girls like you come through here every other day looking for an excuse...but why you? You seemed smart enough to know when to cut yourself off..." 

"I didn't want to think..."

"About which car to take to the club or-"

"What do you want?" You interrupted, frustrated by your mix of embarrassment and your pains. His jaw cocked to the side before he slowly nodded. 

"I would estimate a couple grand of my product was taken last night...by you..." 

"Topper and Rafe paid-"

"Pulled one over on me. Used it all without paying me what I was owed..." His head cocked. "Seems to me they take advantage of everything, don't they?"

"What does that have to do with me?"

"Well you're gonna entertain me..." You swallowed hard as he pulled himself closer to the gun. 

"I'd start by giving me my shirt back..." You hesitated. 

"I'll just go...have Rafe-"

"He'll just have daddy bail him out...But I want interest even papa Cameron can't fix...something only you can offer..."

"How much?" 

"How much what?"

"How much was it?"

"I don't want your money..."

"You said-"

"I want my shirt..." He stood, moving slowly towards you as you swallowed hard. 

Barry was intimidating. Enough that his closing proximity or sole gaze kept you focused on him indefinitely, watching each and every move to ensure it wasn't fatal. 

"They should keep a close eye on you..." Your jaw clenched as he kept the gun at his side and yet you kept it on your like or focus. When he noticed this, he set it back on the table. His hand rested over the barrel as he sat on the edge of the surface, his second hand close enough to trace the hem of his shirt met with each of your strained breaths. 

"I'm not going to hurt you. Wouldn't make much sense to help you last night only to hurt you now. Just like it wouldn't make sense to take you by force when you'll give in to me anyway .."  He moved closer to you, close enough to press you into the very edge of the small table. 

"To be numb. Right? Country Club ain't treating you right and you shaking for me already in the way you only hoped to for him...So I'll ask one more time..." He lowered over you close enough to feel his breath on your parted lips. 

"Or you can go back to the same people who left you last night...or stay and find out what I can offer-" The unspoken depth behind his eyes along with the taunt of his lips sent you towards him. Fingers to his shoulders stabilizing you as his came to your hips. His thumbs hooked beneath his shirt as he lifted it from your body and left the bra you intended for Topper. 

"Show me..." Your fingers wrapped at your back to remove the clasp as he set you onto the counter. But he was not quick to fuck as you'd imagined. Instead, he lowered to his knees. 

"Bet they've never made you come this way without a bit of help..." You blushed as he pulled your panties away until you were completely bare. 

"And I could do it with only my tongue.." Your eyes rolled as he began at your clit. Your breath shuddering and sporadic before your hands ran through his hair. The slight grip you made over his tresses motivated him to deepen himself between your thighs as you were taken to the very edge, dependent on his hold of your thighs. 

"You a good girl?" Your eyes came open as he licked slowly, enough for you to witness each stroke. He widened your legs and slowed as your mouth drew slack. You nodded in fear of him withdrawing. 

"You never touch yourself?" Your eyes darted. 

"I want you to...I got another job to do..." He sucked two fingers, forcing them both inside you at once as you gasped. 

"Why would they be stupid enough to leave you alone when you taste like fucking candy?" He scoffed. "Bet you're perfectly tight, aren't you?" You nodded. 

"I want you to give me what I want...I wanna watch you rub it until you're dripping on my table for me...don't fight it...I know you want to..." When you hesitated, he pulled your hand between your legs. 

"Slowly...no coming." He lowered back down to you, sucking and fingering your entrance in exchanges as you rode into him. 

"Barry?" A knock came to the door as he deepened his ambitions. 

"Moan...loud." you obliged.

 "Again." He groaned, pulling honest reactions from you until he turned you over the edge of the table. Your breasts taken in sharp grasps. 

"Make it clear to them that I've got my own high right here..." His cock teased your core, a mystery when he had undressed, but not one you cared to question. 

"But I'm not gonna force you...no matter how you're dripping on it..." He brought it directly underneath you, your lips stroking him as he guided you to slip over his shaft. 

"Oh you feel good...like silk..." 

"I want it..." 

"Want what? There's a lot of things I could do..." He played with your nipples as you moaned. 

"Especially if it gets you sounding like that..." You nodded. "Mmm…yeah…like that…"

"Say it..." But you blushed. 

"I know you think you're a good girl, but you're too fucking wet right now to stay one...let me have the bad...give me it...tell me-"

"Fuck me...Please..." 

He answered with a thrust. A single thrust that bottomed out within. Your fingers pinned beneath his on the table as he began a steady pace. His thick cock making your eyes roll as he pulled you harder against him. 

"You feel expensive..." He spoke into your ear. "Worth the trouble of last night..." 

"Yes..."

"Thank me..." He pulled your hair when you hesitated. 

"For last night. For now. For being good and not forcing you on your knees..." He paused. 

"Show me. Show me you're grateful...be good." He teased as he led you to your knees. You licked your lips and took him in stride. 

"See how you taste? Think you deserve to come?"

You nodded. 

"Then rub yourself. Get real close...but keep those eyes on me. I wanna know why my floor's stained after I make you stand." You struggled to keep a pace as he instructed you faster. 

Faster. Your fingers were quick but the pleasure was enough to focus on him. 

"One finger. Two, just like I did..." You mimicked this as he groaned to the shift your suction made around him. 

"Faster-"

"I'm close-" 

"No." You slowed. 

"Did I say you could fucking stop?!" He lowered done to you, hand in your hair as another forced your fingers back inside. You were fucked thoroughly with your own fingers as he basked in the contortions made of your expression.

"You owe me...and I want my floor fucking stained as payment...yes…" 

"It's too fast!" 

"And you're gonna come hard!" He forced you deeper into yourself before directing your hand to his cock, still wet with your spit. The tip crying as he watched you respond to yourself. 

"I'm gonna-something else is...Barry!" You gasped, a foreign gush between your legs coating you both as he smirked wildly. 

"I was hoping you were a squirter...now do it again on my face..." You angled back as he tightness the hold on your hair. 

"Sit on my face, pretty girl..." You obliged as he took you again. 

"Slow-"

"You won't squirt again if I go slow...and you want to...don't you?" You hesitated. 

"I want to make you come..."

"Then make me..." He guided you to face his cock as you lowered over him, resuming your pleasure as he has to you. It became a game of oral fixation and ecstasy to see which one of you would expire first. 

"Mmm...Barry..." You groaned as he nodded, lapping you up. 

"I want you inside me..." He suctioned to your clit one final time before withdrawing with a popping sound. 

"Then ride me, pretty girl..." You sunk yourself onto him as he positioned himself upwards, enough to feel you against him. 

"Don't worry about them disappointing you again...you got me now..." 

"Fuck!" You hissed as he took a breast in either hand until you reclined against him. His hips raised, forcing your ass to follow as you relief solely on him. This position remaining until he came close. 

"Knees...I'm gonna come...then you're gonna squirt for me again..." You nodded as you finished him off with your mouth swallowing him effortlessly as he kept you wrapped around him. The gun now visible. 

"This turn you on?" 

You nodded as he traced your cheek. 

"Stand up..." 

"Barry..." You gasped as he traced your lower lips with the barrel. 

"I have another idea for you..." Your eyes widened as he set the gun in your palm before his middle finger came to your clit. 

"You deserve that money as much as I do after how they left you...So you're gonna go get it...and come back..and I'll show you how proud I am of you, baby..."

"Barry-"

"Ride my hand..." You mindlessly agreed. 

"You think you came hard before...just wait until you come back with my money..." He withdrew his hand, smacked your ass, and threw his shirt back at you. 

"And don't even think of cleaning up. I want them to know how you paid for their mistakes. And how I'll reward you for them…"

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[whirlwindimagines]

The Wolfwood write up you did had me in tears! I love that man so much and you’re giving us more content!

Would you be able to do this small request? The reader is minding her own business and a bunch of guys are hitting on her to where she’s noticeably uncomfortable. Maybe a certain Punisher steps in and tells them to back off to where he pulls the “That’s my girlfriend” card and the reader plays along with it even though she has a massive crush on him?

Hope that makes sense!

Thank you! I’m doing my best! Also, I love this trope, lol. I understand exactly what you're asking for. This is a fem reader but can be read for the most part as gender-neutral expect a couple of gendered terms. But I'm still going to put it down as a Fem!Reader. Also I don’t know why but, titles for Vash come to mind so easily and then I struggle with the Wolfwood titles 😭

'Cat got your tongue?'

Nicholas D. Wolfwood x Fem!reader

Bored out of your mind, you lean against the sidewall of the saloon. The others wanted a drink and that was fine with you, but you weren't in the mood for drinking tonight. Crossing your arms you sigh, man you should have asked Wolfwood for a cigarette, or just stolen one from him. 

You flush letting your thoughts drift off to the undertaker, it was just a silly little crush you were sure it would go away with time. Besides there was no way, Wolfwood thought about you like that when there were so many other better choices. 

‘Ugh’ you shouldn't be thinking like this, it was depressing, maybe you should just join the others. Pushing yourself off the wall, you're startled when two men join your side. Your hand twitches, but you still it, you don't have a weapon on you. 

“Got a light?” One of the men asks, you relax, it's fine, you don't need to jump the gun every time. “Sorry no.” You say dismissively, waving a hand and ready to walk away. Your yanked back, eyes wide. One of the men had you by the wrist and didn't seem like they were going to let go.  

“Whoa sweetheart, you don't need to be in such a hurry.” You cringe at the nickname, pulling your arm back, but are unable to get out of his grip. “My friends are waiting for me.” You say, voice nervous it's not a lie, but you see the two men share a look not believing you anyway. 

“Sure, they are.” the other man closes in, panic surges through you and you freeze, like a Thomas in headlights. “You’d think your friends would have come looking for you by now.” One of them sneers, his tone snaps you out of your fear and you narrow your eyes. 

“Let me go, now!” You snap, yanking your arm back, hard the movement catches the man off guard, it causes you to stumble your shoulder hitting into the wall of the bar hard. You don't have time to recover, when the man grabs you and shoves you into the wall holding you by the shoulders. “Alright it's not cute anymore, we can either do this the hard way or the easy way.”

You open your mouth to retort, but a familiar lazy drawl cuts through the tense air. “If you still want your hands, I’d let go of her.” Your gaze flickers to Wolfwood, he stands there casually lighting a smoke, you meet his eyes and your heart skips a beat.

To a casual observer, he looks unbothered by the scene in front of him, but you can see it the way he clenched down on the cigarette, the tenseness of his shoulders. He looks furious. 

“Mind your own business man.” You look back at the man holding you and smirk, you can feel the shake in his hands, the nervous look in his eyes. Scared. Good is all you think, as Wolfwood takes a step closer, he reaches for then grabbing you by the arm and yanking hard. 

You yelp as Wolfwood pulls you to him, he places you slightly behind him. Once you find your footing, you grip his sleeve, grounding yourself and making sure he doesn’t do something stupid. “You're messing with my girl, that makes it my business.”  You blush brightly looking up at him, but you can see Wolfwoods face. 

The two men look unsure now, you stick your tongue out at them, “Told you, I had someone waiting for me.” you snap, your grip on Nicholas tightening. One of the men steps forward, but his friend stops him saying it's not worth it and the two leave.

Your shoulders drop, as Wolfwood turns to look at you, placing his hands on your shoulders. You let out an embarrassing ‘Epp!’ noise, covering your mouth with your hands, Wolfwood smirks at you. “Cat got your tongue?”  he asks, removing one of his hands form your shoulder taking a drag of his cigarette making sure to blow the smoke away from you. 

You don't answer, it hits you now. My Girl. It runs through your head like a broken record, you can’t believe he said that, how he said it has your heart racing. You frown, you shouldn't get your hopes up, he only said it to get those guys off your back. “I’m okay.” you mutter, “Then why are you crying?” 

Surprised, your hands fly to your face feeling the wetness on your cheeks, why were you crying? Now that you're actively aware of it you can stop, sobbing into your hands. You're sure it's a combination of the adrenaline running off, and the feelings you have for Wolfwood. It's all too much right now. 

Wolfwood swears dropping his cigarette and stomping it out, he pulls you into a hug letting you cry it out. He runs his hand through your hair, and you really appreciate it, your own arms going around his waist. “Thanks.” You whisper against him, pulling back. 

He rubs the back of his neck awkwardly, and you smile as he does. Wolfwood puts an arm around your shoulders, turning you back towards the bar. “I need a drink, let me buy you a drink.” He says, you laugh. You think your next words over carefully, but decide to just go for it. 

“Sure, besides I think you owe me one, with me your girl and all.” You take pleasure in watching his face become flushed, nearly tripping over his feet at your words. You laugh, you don't give him a chance to reply, maybe you're a little scared at the thought of a serious answer. So, you just drag him into the bar by the arm and join the others. 

Maybe when you're a little braver, you’ll tell him how you feel.

[frickingnerd]

the weight of life

pairing: sharla x gn!reader

summary: sharla has a nightmare of the destruction of colony 6, but her fiance is there by her side, comforting her!

tags: angst to fluff, hurt/comfort, established relationship, post-game setting, engaged!sharla & reader

a/n: i feel like the events in colony 6 often get overshadowed and not explored enough, so i'm giving my underrated girl sharla a oneshot where she struggles with her ptsd (+a nice fiance!reader who helps her through it all)

“please, don't leave me like this…”

“sharla, stay! please!”

“it hurts so bad, sharla…”

the voices echoed through sharla's head, as warped images of the night colony 6 got attacked by the mechon filled her head. she could still hear them, clear as day, even after all the time that had passed. and their faces, covered in blood, their eyes filled with tears as they stared at her and begged for her help.

“i… i wish i knew how to make it stop…” was all that sharla could stutter out, as she stared at the soldiers of colony 6, her gun trembling in her hands.

“sharla–!”

“it's too much–!”

“i'm begging you, please, sharla, make it stop–!!”

their cries became louder, more violent, as the images in front of her eyes became more gruesome. and they kept yelling her name, until…

“sharla–!”

the second sharla felt someone grab her arm and shake her, she awoke from her nightmare. she was drenched in sweat, panting heavily, as her heart almost beat out of her chest. but then her eyes met yours and she remembered where she was.

she was home, in her bed, next to her fiance. colony 6 was rebuilt, zanza defeated and her life had become peaceful again.

“another nightmare?” you asked carefully, as you wrapped an arm around sharla. “it's been a while since the last one, i thought…”

“yeah, i thought they'd be gone by now too.” sharla stated, clearly knowing what you meant to say. “i mean… they should be, shouldn't they? i should've made my peace with it by now, right?”

“what you experienced that day would've left a scar on anyone, sharla.” you assured your girlfriend. “and healing isn't a linear process. you might be doing better nowadays, but that doesn't mean you can't have days where you feel worse again. or nights.”

sharla listened to you quietly, before nodding.

“you're right…” she mumbled, her eyes fixated on the wall, instead of meeting your gaze. she was still shaken by that nightmare and you could see it.

“how about we stay awake a little together? i can make us some tea, while we just… talk!” you suggested, pulling away from sharla and getting off the bed, waiting for her reaction.

“a tea sounds good right now, yeah…”

sharla mumbled and with a soft smile on your lips, you left the bedroom, leaving sharla behind in the bedroom, wondering what she did to deserve a caring fiance like you.

[snowywolf1005]

TRIGUN STAMPEDE

Vash x plant reader

EPISODE 1, NOMAN LAND

Vash and y/n are tied up, upside down. Then merly came up to them. Vash is doing his weird love sign. And his arm came off.

Flying creatures birds, flying everywhere to merly and Roberto.

Vash began to laugh an evillaugh, it kinda makes y/n impressed. "Creepy," said merly, "you got that right, let's get out of here," then they walked away

"Hey! Don't leave me here!" Vash scream, merly turn around, "wait, we can't just leave them here, " she said, beginning to un tied them, "thanks you," said y/n.

After vash and y/n are free from the rope, "So you are some gun, man?" Roberto question, "uh, I guess, but I not much a fighter, well my friend is a great fighter, " said vash. "Well, that makes sense," said Merry, "you got some lost tech, aren't you?" .

Y/n, get up run behind the building. "Y/n! what are you doing?" Vash, ask.

He turned around to see sherif. He did as y/n, merly the other hand came up to the sherif, "Oh good, have you seen these two people around?" The sherif question, holding two papers.

Merly was shocked.

The two people she helped were vash the stampede and y/n the stampede. "Well? Have you seen them!? Or not?" He yelled, "I think so!" She yelled, making vash nervous. "I'm pretty sure they went that way!" Merly pointed the direction.

"Why don't you say sooner!?" He yelled. And the sherif left, "Geez, thanks you!" Vash smiled, but he was tied up and pulled, except y/n.

She was a nice lady. "I swear I will turn the two of you after I get my exclusive interview!"she said, pulling vash, "uh, y/n a little help over her- Y/N!! ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME!?" Vash yelled while y/n was playing with the birds. "Hey, good job, newbies."

Y/n come up towards to merly, she reached out something in her white coat.

A water bottle, merly was shocked and happy.

She took the water and drank it but it was a little bit water. "Sorry, this is all I have." Said y/n, "hey here an idea, let go to the interview at the dinner by, " he said.

"DINNER!? You shouldn't say sonner! Is it over here!?" merly yelled, pulled vash, cause him to fall. While y/n stared at them, after the whole day, walk, they made it. Merly is at y/n back, caring her. "Y/n, you don't have to do this," she said, "but your legs get tried."

They get in the dinner, "VASH! Y/N! YOUR HERE!" Rosa yelled.

"Working hard aren't yu, hey where zub?" said y/n, "I kick his lazy ass out, " she said. Y/n chulked "that it girl," said y/n, "you guys are pretty close," said merly.

"Dame right we are. This people is our saver," said Rosa. After talking, they went to this huge building, with a big purple tube.

"It crap out two years ago, thank fuly vash and y/n swop in and fix it," said Rosa, "now they're new saver, come on newbies you knew what plant are" said Roberto.

"Top of my class, they're biological generators can produce man kinds to survive in desert islands," merly answered. "Starlight out the textbook.".

"Red," said y/n, "how bad is it?" Rosa, question. "It dying," said vash, "buying a new one is a fortune, but if we don't act one, things are going worse," said y/n.

"I'm hearing Town needed cash? Lucky for you, your price is right there"

"The military police?" Said Rosa, "your friend is a huge price, and you get a new plant," said the sherif.

"I prefer not to fight," said vash, "yeah, sure you prefer not anyone to get hurt!" He said punch vash stomach.

He threw vash on the ground, the police bet vash up, kicking, hitting, punching. "As for you! Vash girlfriend, you are such a beautiful woman, " he said.

But y/n punch him in the face, and his nose starts to bleed. "YOU BITCH!!!" He yelled, pointed his gun at her "hey, hey, hey you don't have to yell at her, hey about this let do police draw guns in the top of the hill. So how about a duel?" Said Roberto

They agreed, and the police put a lot of money into the box. "Roberto, are you sure this is a good idea?" Merly question, he shrugged.

"Draw! Draw! You two idiot! I won't say it again!" He yelled. Y/n pulled out her blade.

Her blade:

"You know this is stupid, right?" Y/n question, he chulked "your right. This is stupid, how about this make you draw!?" He yelled pulled out a giant tank.

It shoots out with tunes of bomb are gonna explode. The people begin to run, running to their places. Vash took out his gun when he was about to pull the Tigger. He realized he didn't have a bullet.

"VASH?" Y/n question, "well, I guess I'm out of bullet, hehe, " he said.

He ran and screamed if someone had a any bullet. He began to cry, "Special delivery! It is from Rose!" Merly yelled, throwing the bullet.

Vash tries to grab it. But the caption shoots the bullet from vash.

Vash began chasing the bullet. He finally got it and was about to shoot. But the boss shoots vash guns. Vash dough the bullet, and knock out the sherif.

Y/n grabbed a big rock, "VASH, like we practiced!" She yelled throws the rock high. Vash aimed the rock.

The rock breaks to pieces and breaks the bomb to explode.

THE END

(SORRY (ToT)((T_T))●|￣|＿

[thatguywiththefaceog]

Kinktober 2023 Day 7 Virginity

The Ghost and Molly McGee

Molly and Ollie decide to take the next big step in their relationship

requested by @woodstockwilde

written for @kinktober2023

This story is rated E for explicit. It is for mature audiences only. All characters are over 18. NSFW under the cut.

It was a beautiful autumn day at Brighton Community College. Despite it being early October, the sun was shining, the sky was blue, and Molly McGee was experiencing none of that because she was too busy letting Ollie Chen get to second base.

Ollie’s hand was under her shirt but over her bra. His gropes were inexperienced and curious but gentle and careful. A burning pleasure rose in Molly's chest.

"Aw Ollie," She said between kisses. "This feels sooooooo good. I want more."

"Do you want me to touch your other boob?"

"No. I mean, yes I want you to touch my other boob. But what I really mean is, I want to go all the way. Like sex." She whispered the last part despite being twenty.

"Oh, do you want to do it now? Cause I don't have any, you know, protection."

"Well, we shouldn't do it now anyways. There's no atmosphere! We need to set up something special." Molly took Ollie’s hand.

He kissed her gently. "You’re right. So, ah, what is a good time?"

She thought for a moment. "Tuesday good?"

And so the days flew by, Molly did her best to prepare. Roses, lighting check in her apartment. She got her hair done. And she even got waxed downstairs. Everything was going to be perfect.

Tuesday came, and Molly feggited, waiting for Ollie. When a knock came to her dome room she rushed to greet her boyfriend Ollie.

"Flowers." His was a bouquet of a variety of flowers. "I see you already got some." Her bed had a rather large pile of rose petals on it.

"You know, just wanted things to be romantic."

"They are." Molly melted into his kiss.

Molly guided him to her bed. Pushing the petals out of the way, the two laid down on the bed. "I have a surprise for you." She pulled up the bottom of her little black dress, showing her bald pussy to her boyfriend for the first time. "I-I thought it would be sexy, to-to, ah, go commando," Molly said, completely red faced.

She then pulled down the top until the dress was around her legs, which she kicked the piece of clothing onto the floor. Molly had never really developed like her friends did, leaving her with a rather modest A-cups. But Ollie still looked at them like it was the greatest treasure in the world. "I showed you mine, now you show me yours."

In a flash Ollie took off her jacket and shirt. While not muscular, he had a nice lean body to him. "Ooh, that's the stuff," Molly said while touching his belly.

He was a bit slower taking off his pants. Unlike his girlfriend, Ollie did indeed wear underwear. A pair of black and grey boxer-shorts. His erection was already bulging in the front. Drooling, Molly took off his boxers. His dick bounced right up. He did have a bit of hair, but not much. Her eyes went wide. While she had seen them in porn, Molly had never seen one in person.

"So, should we start?" Ollie asked.

"Not quite. My vagina needs to 'warm up' first." At least that's what all the online articles Molly read told her.

"How do I do that?"

"Here." Molly guided his hand to her sex. At her instruction, Ollie inserted two fingers into her. Molly yelped at the penetration.

Ollie started to understand why it was 'warm up' as her pussy really did warm up. Not only that, but it became slimmer too. Once he was sure she was wet enough, he pulled his fingers out. A trail of slick connected his fingers to her lower lips.

It was time. "Ollie did you bring protection?"

He looked into her eyes. "Of course." He pulled out a ray gun. "The ghostgotter 37 should provide ample-"

Molly shoved his shoulder. "That’s not what I meant, you butt."

"OK, ok." Ollie pulled a box of condoms from his discarded jacket.

Molly blushed. "Do we really need that many?"

He rubbed the back of his head. "I just worried we needed extras." He took one out. Opening the wrapper, he put the thin rubber over his erection. Molly cooed. He didn't expect that response.

"Please don't coo at my dick."

"I'm sorry. But it looks adorable in a condom. Like it's wearing a little hazmat suit." She grabbed his member and bobbed it around. "Ooh, slimier than I thought." Ollie was laying down on the bed while Molly was hovering over him. "Alright, let's do this." Holding the base on his cock, she lowered herself down; impaling herself of his wrapped manhood.

Like what she was warned of, it did hurt. Not a lot though. It was like a big pinch in her privates.

Something must have shown on her face, cause Ollie asked, "Hey, are you okay?"

"I'll be fine," She answered honestly. "Let's just keep going." Molly reached the bottom, fully taking him in. "Sweet baby corn," She muttered under her breath.

After gathering her breath, Molly started slowly bouncing on Ollie. He tried putting his hands on her hips, but Molly lowered them to her cute patoot.

With each bounce, Molly's vagina was feeling more comfortable with Ollie’s cock in her. She started to pick up pace.

"Hey Molly? There's, aw, bleeding down there."

"Yeah, it happens, ah, during a girl's first time."

As they continued to fuck their breaths became more ragged and their bodies more sweaty. Molly could feel the pleasure building in her crotch. She was really starting to see the appeal to this.

"Aw, aw, shit. Ollie, I think I'm cumming."

"Me-Me too. Fuck, Molly I-"

Their orgasms took them. Molly's wall spammed around Ollie’s cock, milking him as he filled the condom with his seed.

Molly collapsed on top of him. Ollie held her tight, pressing their naked bodies together. They both caught their breaths.

"Oh, oh Ollie that was… wow!"

“Yeah. I love you Molly.”

“I love you too. Hey could you…” She pointed down at his dick, still in her vagina.

“Oh, right.” He slowly removed his cock. Her sex quivered as he pulled the bulge of sperm in the end of his condom out.

“Wow that’s a lot.”

“Ah, thanks?” Ollie pulled the condom, carefully so he didn’t spill anything, off. Tying up the end, he tossed it to the trash can. “I need to pee.”

“Me too. I call dibs.” And Molly ran off toward the bathroom.

[banana789]

Warning spoilers for season 2

You are veronicas girlfriend and get shot by the black hood instead of fred  (I made a few changes to the storyline)

Veronicas pov

I gushed as I saw my girlfriend slowly begin to wake up ,rubbing her eyes and giving the cutest yawn .

'Welcome back to the land of the living Babe ' I said with a laugh knowing she hated mornings

She suddenly gasped realising I had woken up before her

'How long have you been awake ?' She asked as she smiled back at me

'Ummm about an hour ago' I said blushing ,she looked back at me with the cutest pout on her face

'Babe I wanted you to wake me up it's your birthday, you shouldn't have to wait around for me. 'she explained.

'I know but you looked so peaceful I didn't have the heart to ruin that' I replied.

'Well I'm going to make it up to you' she said with a huff giving me a quick peck on the lips before climbing out of bed and going into the bathroom to get dressed

'Y/nkins you really don't ha...'

'No no it's your birthday and I'm your girlfriend so I'm going to treat you' she said cutting me off .

'Okay if you insist 'I said with a chuckle giving in as I knew how stubborn she was

'Now I am going to go and get you breakfast from pops and give you breakfast in bed .'she said with a proud smile

'Okay cutie thank you drive safe' I said as I have her a kiss .She rolled her eyes at my protectiveness

'I will bye babe happy birthday' she replied as she left the room

I snuggled down on her side of the bed and played a game on my phone

Y/n's pov

After ordering breakfast at pops I looked around before Archie and Fred called me over to join them .

'Hey y/n isn't it Veronicas birthday today?' Fred asked me as I sat down

'Yh it is I'm just getting us breakfast' I replied .

'Hey guys do you think Veronica will like this I got it for her birthday 'I asked pulling out a red case and opening it up ,inside was a golden locket in the shape of a heart containing a picture of me and V .Engraved on the heart were the words 'my heart belongs to you'

'Y/n ,Veronica is gonna love that'Archie said smiling

'Thanks Arch' I replied feeling relieved . I had never really bought jewellery before and had to save up for months for this so am nervous to give it to her .Then pops called my order so I began to get up .

'See you later guys have good day 'I said.

However as I was walking towards the counter I heard the bell on the door ring violently and saw a man wearing a black hood step in .I stopped as I noticed him pull a gun out of his pocket and point it towards pops head

'Pops run' I shouted alerting everyone in the diner including the shooter .I gulped in fear as I looked into his eyes and saw no emotion whatsoever just a heartless stare .

A deafening bang echoed through the restaurant as I felt a sudden jolt of pain in my stomach. I looked to down to be greeted with a huge stain of red on my shirt .My vision started spinning as I began getting dizzy and weak on my feet . I could vaguely here the voice of Archie and Fred calling my name as I felt someone catch me from falling . I tried to steady myself as I looked and saw a flash of Archies ginger hair as he held me .I handed him the red case and with my last breath I whispered the message I had been wanting to say for months into his ear. I saw him nod with a weak smile as tears poured down his face as I began to lose consciousness.

Veronicas pov

It's been nearly an hour since y/n left and I was beginning to get concerned .As I paced the living room I heard my phone ringing from the bedroom ,i raced in the and saw Archie was calling me and picked up.

'Archie have you heard from y/n she left for pops over an hour ago im really worried' I explained I could hear Archies heavy breathing  on the line it sounds like he had been crying .This caused a sense of panic to flood over me .

'Veronica my dad's on the way to pick you up but right now I need to tell you something .I want you to take a deep breath and sit down'

'Ok?'I replied ,slowly sitting down dreading what he was about to say.

'There was a shooting at pops .Y/n ... she ... she tried to protect pop and ... I'm sorry veronica but she got hurt and it's not good .I'm at the emergency room with her now and I think you should get down here '

By now tears had flooded my eyes and I couldn't see clearly. I was breathing heavily as I began to let out sobs over the girl I had fallen in love with.

By now I hadn't even noticed that Fred had used y/n's key to let himself in and was holding me in his arms as sobs wracked through my body .

'I love her 'I said in between my crys

About an hour later I was sitting in the emergency room holding Betty and Archies hands as we waited for the nurse to give us an update .

I was a nervous wreck as memories of me and y/n flooded through my mind

Me asking her on a date because she was too nervous

Us cuddled up on the sofa watching disney movies

Us having food fights every time we try to bake

'Veronica' I heard Archie calling my name pulling me out of my thoughts.

'Before she passed out y/n gave me this .Its your birthday present 'He explains handing me a red case .I released Bettys hand from my grip and with shakily opened it up and saw the most beautiful heart shaped locket. Tears ran down my cheeks as I opened up the locket .Inside was a photo of me and y/n .It was taken after our first date .I turned over the locket to the message 'my heart belongs to you' engraved on the back .

'She also wanted me to tell you that she loves you 'He said with tears in his eyes .

Before I had time to process what had just happened i spotted a nurse walking towards us. We all stood up as she began to explain y/n's condition . We found out that she was in a coma and if she woke she would have a full recovery .Smiles suddenly covered Fred ,Archie and Bettys faces but the only thing I could focus on was the word if .

Betty seemed to notice this and held me her arms whispering comforting words in my ear .

I gathered up the courage to slowly walk to y/n's room .I opened the door and saw my girlfriend lying on the bed .She looked so small .

I walked towards her hospital bed and gently took her hand .

'I love you too y/n .So much .I want to spend the rest of my life with you .I know that you are going to wake up because you are so strong .You can't leave me and I swear to god if you die on me I will bring you back and kill you myself and then bring you back again so that we can live happily and spend the rest of our lives together .'I said to her my voice breaking and tears rolling down my face .I slowly leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on her head all the while clutching the locket she got me.

This is the girl I want to spend the rest of my life with . I just hope her life doesn't end here.

[tenshioffcial]

Jang Han Seo, just a dream.

Warnings!// Spoilers, if you haven't watched all of Vincenzo, I recommend that you do before reading this because it will spoil stuff.

Also lots of angst, FemReader!, mentions of death, violence, Reader is also Vincenzo's sister.

Things were getting pretty crazy and fast. Jang Han Seok was in jail thanks to Vincenzo, Jang Han Seo was finally boss of babel, he also made me his girlfriend officially and I also support him and his ways with no violence. I however went to our home and some men grabbed me. I awoke in a room I didn't recognize and Ms. Hong was there and so was Han Seo. I turned to my left and seen Han Seok with a gun waving it around to scare us. 'please get here soon brother.' was my last thought before he busted in the door and he wanted to run in and save us but if he did we'd die. "The bloody necklace... it was shocking right?" He smirked. "It was pig's blood. I tried your method." "You're worse than I thought." Vincenzo finally spoke. "You abducted your brother and two women too?" Han Seok scoffed. "A rat who's about to be devoured by a cat has no rules." "Do you think you'll live if you kill everyone here?" Vincenzo said. "Right, the mafia always has a backup." Han Seok spoke condescendingly "Think carefully. whatever you do you'll die." Vincenzo spoke again. "Even if I do, I want to see you die first."

Han Seok sighs and stands up picking up his hockey stick with him and tosses it toward Han Seo. "Pick it up, Han Seo." He loses his patients and shouts. "Pick it up!" and he shot the ground by Han Seo, Han Seo then panics and picks it up like he said and stands up. "Chairman Jang. Beat him to death with it, and I'll spare you." Han Seo is confused. "What?" "Not only will I spare your life, but I'll also give you all of babel." Ms. Hong shouts. "You crazy asshole! You really are mad, aren't you?" He hit her and hard I was ready to jump up and help but I couldn't. He grabs a handful of her hair and pulls her back. "Cha-young, be quiet. If you keep talking, I'm really going to kill you." She then said. "Do it then. Stop this ridiculous joke." I watch him cock the gun to get ready to shoot but then I turn and see my brother kneeling before him. "Do as he says." Han Seo stutters. "If I kill Vincenzo...will you really let me live?" Han Seok turns while he was talking. "Of course. You're my brother, after all." Han Seo Stands up. "I'm sorry...Mr. Cassano." Vincenzo looks at him. "It's okay. You have no other choice." Han Seo is crying a little. "Okay. I'll make a decision I won't regret." He tightens his grip on the stick and acted like he was about to hit Vincenzo but he hits at Han Seok and misses, Han Seok shot his arm. Meanwhile Vincenzo unties Cha-young and me. I went to run out but stopped and turned to see Han Seok shoot me in the stomach, but he turns and shoots at Vincenzo after shooting his brother. I gasped and started to panic but Cha-young took the bullet for him. She has a bullet in her shoulder. He fell to his knees with her in his arms. Han Seo sat up and seen this and I started losing too much blood too fast. Han Seok is pointing his gun at Vincenzo, Han Seo is crying for him but he seen how bad I looked and it intensified. Han Seok is about to shoot Vincenzo but Han Seo puts the gun against his stomach stopping him. "Pleas stop." Han Seok has this crazed look on his face. "Let go." Han Seo finally had enough. "You really...shouldn't have been born. Never. You scum." Han Seok shot him. I couldn't move but I tried to crawl over to him quickly. I grabbed onto his dying body. "No! Han Seo! Please stay with me. Don't go." I grabbed out my phone and dialed 911. He reached up and touched my face so tenderly. Meanwhile Han Seok tried to shoot Vincenzo again and he ran out of ammo. Vincenzo threw some sort of candlestick at him. He ran out his balcony door and jumped off. Vincenzo came back inside calling 911 too begging them to hurry, He came back to Cha-young and then Han Seo sat up sort of. "V-Vincenzo." He was gasping for air. Vincenzo ran over and lifted his head to helping him breathe a little. "Are you okay?" Han Seo tried to answer him. "I... did well, didn't I?" "You did. You deserve to be my brother." He groaned and is dying. "For the first time...In my life...I've helped someone." He grabbed something out his pocket it was a phone. "Hey. You know what to do." "Thank you...for everything." He then dies. "N-No!" was all I could muster. "Vincenzo! please! HE CAN"T BE DEAD!" He closed his eyes and turned to me helping me cover my wound the best he can. I however couldn't quit crying and it was making me lose more blood because I kept sobbing. "No... He can't be gone." I grabbed onto him sobbing into his dead body.

I awoke shaking from the sobs and I turn over to see Han Seo looking me over to see why I was crying. "What happened jagiya?" I grabbed him and held onto him like I wasn't going to see him again. "Woah...it's okay honey. Shush." He gently rubbed my back till the sobs lessened, I pulled away from him wiping my face. "I had a horrible nightmare." He nodded and rubbed my shoulders. "You want to talk about it?" I shook my head. "Nah I'd rather forget about it." I got up from my bed well more like ours because he is here more than at his own place. "You want to come shower with me yebo?" He blushed fifty shades of red. "Y-yes jagi." He got up too and came with me we showered and got dressed. "Okay I got to go to babel, but I will be back tonight with dinner and alcohol." I smiled. "Okay." I kissed his lips. "Be safe dear. Please." I waved to him, and he waved back closing the door behind him. I however grabbed a small snack and went down to Jipuragi law firm to see my big brother. When I opened the door and came in Cha-young got up and ran over to hug me. "Hi eonni." She smiled from the name. "Hi Y/nnie" I look at Vincenzo. "Come on give me a hug brother." I ran over to him and gave him no choice and hugged him but unlike others he actually hugs me back. "I love you, big brother." He smiled and I swear his cheeks turned slightly pink. "You too sis." was all I got. I except that at least. "Okay so what's the next plan?" They all answered me, and we got to work.

Ms. Hong was putting on makeup and I did so as well unsure why just felt like because she did, so I had too as well. We finished and left Vincenzo coming with us for a few minutes mostly asking her where we were going which was to this judicial training reunion. I only wanted to go to follow her to make sure she is okay plus she is fun to be around. After some talking, we left and got in her car she drove us there and we sang along to some tunes on the way there. We finally arrived and got out and went to get out she got a call from someone that's already here, so we start heading toward the door, but two men appeared and started coming toward us, so we turned around back towards the vehicle but then two more showed up and grabbed us.

I awoke to Ms. Hong and Han Seo and he wanted to run to me but stayed put in case Han-Seok would hurt us. I gasped when seeing him come into the room from upstairs. Ms. Hong sighs. "I didn't think you would abduct me, but you did. This makes you such a cheap villain." "What's the difference? All villains are the same." Han Seok said. "No matter how hard I think about it, you are not a human being." He stands up and crouches next to her, caressing her cheek. "Don't you know how much I love you? That makes me human." "Abducting a woman, you love is not love, but a crime, you crazy asshole." She spoke. He however smirked but then grabs her chin. "Sorry, Cha-young, but to me, my principle comes before love." "Your principle? Killing everyone you don't like?" She sighs in between. "What a load of bull." She sighs again. "Han Seok. Someone like you shouldn't have been born at all." He acts all hurt from that. "Ouch." He let go of her chin finally and plopped down on his couch. "That really hurts. I shouldn't have been born? Isn't it harsh, Han-Seo?" He looked to his younger brother. "Kill me already. Don't be stupid and call Mr. Cassano." Cha-young spoke. "I can't do that. That's the reason I abducted you." He then stands up and walks over to the window that overlooks his balcony and pulls his phone out. "Yah! Don't use me to harm him. Just kill me!" I don't hear Vincenzo, but he replies to him. "Shouldn't you ask me how I am first? I just got out." I swear I could hear my brother give the 'I don't care.' which had me smiling. "Come to where I am now. She's alive. Please bear with me I heard from my fellow inmates that this trick works the best when you need to lure someone who owes you something." Han-Seo and I made eye contact, and he mouthed a 'sorry' which pisses me off because he tried to beg me to break-up with him all because he was scared his brother would get me. I mouthed back 'no I'm sorry.' "If you don't hurry, something will happen to her." with that he hung up. A few minutes later he came in. He went to run in but stopped or he would've shot him. 'Shit this is like my nightmare I had.' I started to cry like I was this morning. "The bloody necklace... was shocking right? I tried your method. It was pig's blood." Han-Seok said. "You're worse than I thought." Vincenzo finally spoke. "You abducted your brother and two women too?" Han-Seok scoffed. "A rat who is about to be devoured by a cat has no rules." "Do you think you'll live if you kill everyone here?" Vincenzo spoke. 'Right. The mafia always has backup." Han-Seok said in a condescending tone. "Think carefully. Whatever you do, you'll die." Vincenzo spoke again. "Even if I do, I want to see you die first." He stands up tossing the hockey stick to Han Seo like in my nightmare. "Pick it up, Han Seo." He didn't just take it so. "Pick it up!" He shot toward Han Seo and he panicked and picked it up like he told him too. "Chairman Jang. Beat him to death with it, and I'll spare you." "What?" Han Seo finds it hard to believe that he'd spare him after everything he's done to other people and what not. "Not only will I spare your life, but I'll also give you all of babel." "You crazy bastard!" I yelled first. He stomped over to me and punched me clean in the face made sure my lip bled. "You crazy asshole! You really are mad, aren't you?" Ms. Hong shouted but she shouldn't have. He came over and punched her too. Vincenzo wanted to run in and save her, but he got the gun aimed at him. He gripped Cha-young's hair and pulled her head back. "Cha-young, be quiet. If you keep talking, I'm really going to kill you." Han-Seok is getting pissed off. "Do it then. Stop this ridiculous joke." He cocked the gun getting ready like he was about to shoot her but then I look to my left and seen my brother, The Vincenzo getting on his knees, Cha-young and Han Seok both turned to see him do so. "Do as he says." Vincenzo spoke. "If I kill Vincenzo... Will you really let me live?" Han-Seo asked. "Of course. You're my brother, after all." He lets out a couple shaky breaths and stands up.

"I'm sorry... Mr. Cassano." Han-Seo said. "It's okay. You have no other choice." Vincenzo said. "Okay. I'll make a choice I won't regret." He swings like he is about to hit Vincenzo but switched to hit his brother. Han-Seok shot his arm, Han-Seo still charges at him stopping him. Meanwhile Vincenzo untied me and Cha-young, I charged at him, but he shot me in my stomach and Vincenzo turned around but then Han-Seok shot at him, and Cha-young took the bullet for him. Her shoulder took the bullet. 'Thank goodness she is okay.' was my last thought before my vision started to blur. I looked over and seen Han-Seo's face he is crying over me, and he jumps up again. and stops him from shooting Vincenzo, but instead points it to his stomach. "Please stop." Han-Seok is getting pissed off that he won't let go. "Let go." Han-Seo finally had enough. 'Oh no not again!' was another thought that ran through my head. "You really... shouldn't have been born. Never. You scum." Han-Seok shoots him again. Like in my nightmare. "No!" was all I could muster, sobbing uncontrollably whilst crawling over to his body. Han-Seok tried to shoot my brother again but this time he is out of bullets so Vincenzo throws something at him from the table and then chases him but he got away. When he came back in, he called 911. He rushed over to me and Han-Seo. "Are you both okay?" I nodded barely conscious. Han-Seo wasn't looking good. "Please yebo, stay with me." I caressed his cheek, whilst crying. "I... I did well. Didn't I?" Han-Seo barely managed to speak. "You did. You deserve to be my brother." Vincenzo spoke to him. "For the first time... In my life... I've helped someone. Hey." He slowly pulls out a phone out of his pocket. "You know what to do." He gives it to Vincenzo and coughs up blood when he does. "Thank you... for everything." "No Hannie don't speak like that. Please don't go!" I begged for whatever higher being there was to keep him alive for me. "He isn't going to make it." Vincenzo spoke. "Yah! He will make it! He is my strong man, and he will pull through for me. He always has." Han-Seo passes out right as the paramedic's showed up and so did I.

I woke up in a hospital bed alone I panicked and started standing up, but Mr. Nam was here with me. "Hey, woah you can't stand up yet." I shook my head "I don't care. Where is Han-Seo?" Vincenzo came in my room. "Where is he? Did he make it?" Vincenzo shrugged. "They have him in Surgery because when he shot him it tore through his stomach and damaged his organs when it came through. but the doctor knows what he is doing little sister. Relax the chances are he will be fine." I'm still not fully okay with that but I'll take it for now. "Speaking of how are you?" He came in checking me over. "I feel a little sore but not too bad." Mr. Nam widened his eyes at me. "Okay good heal well and don't forget don't worry about him he'll be okay." with that he left my room. I couldn't wait to see him again.

Time skip~

It was roughly 8PM and I finally got told he was released from surgery, they also told me I could go see him but meanwhile Vincenzo caught Han-Seok and dealt with him and Ms. Choi. Also Mr. Lee got hurt too but all I cared about was finally going to see Han Seo. I got in his room, and he was still out but breathing which I started crying laying on him a little bit but not a lot. "I'm just glad you are okay honey. That's all that matters to me." I grabbed his hand and rubbed his knuckles and lifted it to my lips to kiss it. "Can't wait for you to wake up."

It's been a couple hours but me and Ms. Hong went to see Vincenzo before he left. "Oppa!" I yelled to him and ran into his arms. "I'm going to miss you big brother." I started crying on him. "Please call me if you can." He smiled but had tears too and rubbed my head to ruffle my hair which he hasn't done since back when we were in Italy. He and Ms. Hong hugged and what not but then he left in a hurry.

A month later.

Me and Han-Seo have been trying for a baby. I was in the restroom of or shared home and using a pregnancy test. He knocked on the door. "You doing okay honey?" I giggled a little. "Yes dear just waiting 5 minutes are almost up." He sighed. "Sorry. Just so nervous." I giggled again. "I know me too yebo but-" My phone started beeping, I stopped the timer and now the moment of truth...I'm pregnant! I stood up and opened the door and I started crying tears of joy. "I'm pregnant!" He seemed to be in disbelief so he took it and looked himself. "Oh my god... I-I'm going to be a... dad!" He hugged me so tight and picked me up off of the ground. "I know we ever see Vincenzo again we must tell him right away." He stopped being super excited and calmed down. "Speaking of... have you heard from him yet?" I shook my head. "No but I want to at least hear his voice again to know he is okay." He nodded. "I know I miss him too. You want to go out to celebrate at the plaza?" I nodded faster than I ever have in my life. He grabbed the keys to the car, and I grabbed my bag, with that we left for the plaza. Once we arrived, we went inside, and it was super quiet which was odd but then I seen Mr. Tak. "Mr. Tak!" I waved at him but hugged him once I got over to him. "It's been a while." was all I could say. He nodded. "It has been. What brings you here?" He asked. "I've got some good news I want to share with every one of the plaza." He nodded and got everyone together at Toto's restaurant. Once everyone was seated including Ms. Hong and Mr. Nam. "Okay...we are.... Pregnant!" everyone got so excited. Ms. Hong was the first to stand up and she hugged me but then everyone else hugged me too. "I'll got bring tteokbokki!" Ms. Gwak said. "I'll make some pizza!" Toto said. I smiled feeling so cared for by these people. I leaned toward Han-Seo. "I love you so much." He smiled. "I love you more." I kissed his lips. "I love you most." 'I'm glad it was just dream.' I thought but it vanished as fast as it came because they all came back, and we talked for the rest of the day. 'Just a dream.'

A/n: That was crazy to write but I needed to because I just finished Vincenzo myself and HATED THAT HE OF ALL PEOPLE DIED! fdslkjhjk it broke me man! I cried too hard over him. Anyways if you guys haven't seen it I highly recommend it, so much drama and funny and even romantic things in this show. Also hope you all had a good day and please let me know what y'all thought.

[ravenrose18]

My Personal Savior

Chapter 12- Prisoner

The silence of the room was broken as the sound of boots neared the cell. The pace was slow and casual, at times completely stopping before some rustling could be heard. This continued, accompanied by occasional sighs. It didn't seem like someone was in there for her. More like, someone was searching for something. Eventually, the person responsible showed themselves. It was none other than Rick's son, Carl. He hadn't noticed her yet, his bad eye facing her for the time being. His face scrunched up in annoyance before he walked over to a box sitting on the floor, and began to look through it. Suddenly, he stopped in place, his smile brightening as he finally found the thing he was looking for. He pulled a comic out that he had hidden inside so that he could read it later.

Raven looked over at the teenager coming into the room she wondered what he was looking for or why he was down there she didn't know if she should even interact with Rick's son knowing him he probably hurt her for speaking to his son She wondered what happened to his eye she saw people with wounds that are completely shocking for her to see questioning on how they lived through it. But he must have grown up in this world, maybe losing a parent or a sibling or just friends of his group in general she wasn't sure but maybe she could get a bit of background on his and or his group but she doesn't think he will be trusting her anytime soon.

As Carl turned to leave, still clutching the comic in his hand, he finally spotted her. He stopped dead in his tracks, staring at her as if he had just seen a ghost. He could have sworn that she had left with the others, but for some reason, she was down here. In a cell, nonetheless. Soon after being startled, he gained his composure, standing up straight once more. He continued staring at her as if she were something peculiar, his eyes momentarily trailing down to the fresh cuts before he looked back up at her face. "You're that girl from Negan's group. The one that tried to help.." He spoke finally.

Raven looks up at him and stands there and crosses her arms "Yeah name Raven, you must be Carl Rick's son. I did try to help as much as possible, but Negan told me everything that happened between your group and his. Look kid, I'm tired but now I'm here. I don't think I should tell you much just in case Daddy dearest gets mad and does something he will regret." She says as she glances over at the window wondering what she could tell this kid he's like 16 years old and she doesn't know what Rick allows him to know but if he asks questions she is not going to lie or keep something from him he deserves to know the truth on what's going on." She says

Carl continued looking at her, before taking a glance over to the direction of where he had come from. He knew he wasn't supposed to be down here. That's why he hid his stuff in here because that's where it would be last expected. If his dad ever found out that he had ventured down here and spoke with a prisoner, then he'd probably be berated for doing so. However, the temptation to know more was too much. Besides, this would be his only chance to speak to someone from the enemy side. "But why? Why try to help us and then take away our guns?"

Raven sighs and looks at him "Look kid if what you guys did to Negan men didn't happen you wouldn't be dealing with having your guns taken away I mean come on kid there have to be some decisions that your father has made and you didn't agree with them. I mean killing 50 men in their sleep just to collect the guns. Those men had girlfriends, wives, friends, and kids back home. I don't agree with what Negan's decisions are but he's trying to be a good leader and protect his people too. I shouldn't be here, but your dad had to know where to get more guns, and he had Rosita torture me. But I shouldn't tell you what your father has done." She says softly

Upon his father being insulted, Carl's curious expression turned into a scowl. Sure, he didn't agree with his father's decisions most of the time, her imprisonment being one of them, but he didn't want someone to insult his dad. He loved his dad. Rick had kept them alive and safe for so long. Not to mention, aside from Judith, he was the only family that Carl had left. After a moment, he spoke up. "And how many people has Negan killed? He's killed husbands, fathers, and friends. One of those men he killed in that lineup was going to be a father. His sick, pregnant wife had to watch him die right in front of her.."

Raven hears what he's saying and looks down and sighs "I get it kid some of me hates Negan for that especially having Daryl as a prisoner and torturing him just to get him to join his group but I know Daryl wouldn't break. I'm not agreeing with anything that happened, but I've killed too, and I'm sure I have as well. I mean shit I killed my parents and ex-boyfriend once all this started... and no, they weren't walkers. I made them turn into walkers and finish the job. This world can be cruel kid we have to do whatever it takes to survive and those choices aren't the best I mean I'm sure you would do anything to protect your loved one." She says as she leans against the wall, looking out the window up at the sky.

Carl nodded as he listened to her. He was still angry about her insulting his dad, but he was slowly starting to calm down. Carl was relieved by the fact that she wasn't completely brainwashed like most of Negan's followers. At least she could still see his flaws and expressed anger about them. When she spoke of her losses, he gave a nod before releasing a sigh. "I killed my mom three years ago. She was dying from childbirth. I couldn't stand the thought of her becoming a walker, so I put her out of her misery." He admitted, looking at the ground as he spoke. He still missed her so much. Her last words crossed his mind at least once every day. They were a reminder that he had to keep going. He had to keep moving forward to care for Judith and to help his dad.

Meanwhile, Negan was trudging through the forest, following close behind Dwight as he led the way. Dwight was by no means the best tracker in the world, but he was his only shot. Aside from Daryl, of course, but that was only a last resort. Dwight stopped abruptly along the path to inspect their surroundings, Negan having to quickly stop in his tracks as well as to not run into him. Negan was tempted to scold him, but he instead stayed silent. After all, you don't hook a gift horse in the mouth. A few moments later, Dwight was back on the move, and Negan once more followed behind, except he gave a little more distance this time.

Raven looks at the kid and frowns "I'm sorry Kid that you had to do that and I'm sorry for insulting your father I don't know him and he doesn't me but I don't accept how things started between Negan and your group I understand that communities need other communities to trade and help with protection but I did have guilt for doing what did when I here for the first when Negan came to collect supplies I know there kids here and their kids at the Sanctuary. I just hate how things started. I wish we could all just live in peace and work together to survive. We are no better than the walkers if we just kill each other and make the human race extinct. But Negan, that stubborn man I care for, wouldn't listen to me and I'm sure Rick wouldn't either.... you should get going kid I don't want you to get in trouble because of me." He says as she sits on the ground pulling out the photo of her and Negan she hopes keeping the photo will help her not go insane in this cell.

Carl lifted his head to look at her as she spoke, a small smile appearing on his lips as he continued to listen to her. He knew she was a good person underneath her act. Besides, if she was like Negan and his group, then she wouldn't have tried to help them with medicine. Sure, he was still a little sour about the guns, but he figured she had only done so to make it back up to Negan after speaking out to him. "It's fine. I've been trying to live up to her last words as much as I can. She made me promise her that I would keep doing the right thing. She told me that if it felt wrong, don't do it. If it feels easy, don't do it. It's so hard to live by. But I've been trying." He admitted.

Sometimes his anger got the best of him, but he was a teenager. Not to mention, one that grew up in an environment a kid shouldn't have to experience. Lashing out was bound to happen, but he was trying to be better. When she continued to apologize, he gave a nod, "It's okay, I get it. He does screw up sometimes, but he tries to help the group. I don't see how killing the outpost or this is helping though." Carl spoke, glancing over the cell. He was tempted to let her out, but he knew that it was probably a bad idea. If she ran home and Negan saw her injuries, then they'd all be as good as dead. Upon what she said about the communities living together in harmony, his eyes lightened up. He had been wanting the same thing for a long time, and it felt like the adults just brushed his idea aside because they felt it was impossible. So, to hear an adult propose the idea, brought him excitement. "I know. I wish we could have some kind of peace treaty and trade with each other. I just want this war to be over. I want us to work together, and build the world back better and stronger. Dad acts like he's on board, but I don't think he listens to me." He spoke, releasing a sigh. He felt a little hopeless about a goal like that, but he still wanted it to happen. More than anything else that he could want. When she said he should go, his face took on an expression of hesitancy. He didn't want to. He liked her. She was kind and had similar ideas to his own, but he knew it was probably for the best. He nodded, sighing. "Yeah, you're right.." He admitted. He had begun to walk away but he stopped in his tracks, looking back at her. "Wait, have you eaten yet?" He asked. He didn't want her to starve. Just because she was a prisoner didn't mean they had to treat her like she was less than human.

Raven looks down at her photo glances up at him and shakes her head "No I technically just woke up so I haven't eaten but I'll be fine kid if this is their way to torture me then it's fine they only want to hold me to know where a military base was that I saw years ago when this started and also... to get to Negan as well..." she says, frowning, looking down at the photo. "I miss him so much." She says softly. She felt like she could be honest with this kid and talk to him like he was an adult, not just some teenager. She can keep things from the kid who deserves to know what is happening and not be left in the dark.

Carl turned around completely to face her once again as she spoke. He gave a small nod, sighing a little bit. "I'll get you some food. I don't care if I get in trouble, I don't want you to be hungry." He spoke. Even if she told him not to, he was going to do it anyway. Even if it was just a granola bar or something. In reality, Rick or someone else would bring her food later, but Carl still wanted to make sure that she had something to eat, just in case. He listened as she spoke of Negan, his face taking on a look of curiosity. If imprisoning and torturing her would hurt Negan, then she must have been someone close to him. He wasn't sure of what though. "Are you and Negan.. dating or something?" He wasn't trying to be nosy or use information against her, he just wanted to know.

Raven looks at him and smiles and blushes hearing his question and then frowns and shakes her head "No, unfortunately, he has a Harem of wives back at the Sanctuary but I mean I am in love with him I haven't told him my feelings I've fell in love with him when he saved me from my abusive ex-boyfriend who found me when I moved in with him and his wife my ex almost killed me and Negan saved me from him this was way before the apocalypse started. But I don't think he feels the same way as me. But I know it's probably disappointing to hear that I can be in love with him after what I know is what he's done, but I can't stop how I feel. I care a lot about him, and he cares about me." She says, looking down at the photo of her and Negan.

Carl's brows rose as he heard about Negan's wives. Wives are plural. He would have never thought that someone would be participating in polygamy in the apocalypse, but clearly, he was wrong. If anyone, he would have expected it from The Governor, but nope, it was Negan. Eventually, his thoughts were pushed aside as she continued speaking. He was a little taken aback that she was in love with Negan. After all of the people he's killed and the horror he put people through, she had feelings for him. However, after hearing about their history with one another from before the apocalypse, he finally understood why. He knew it must be hard on her to see someone she loved do the things he did, but he figured that she held onto her feelings because she thought the old Negan was still in there. After a moment, Carl walked over to the cell, taking a seat in a wooden chair that was nearby. "I'm sure he does. Sometimes guys just have a hard time showing how they feel. Especially if they feel like they have to hold up an image. I was in the crowd when you two were talking to Daryl. I saw the way you two looked at each other. We all did. If that wasn't love, then I don't know what it is." It was a little strange for a teenager to know so much. He spoke with a wisdom beyond his years because he was forced to grow up fast.

Raven looks up at him and smiles as she stands up and walks over to the cell bars sits against the wall next to the chair and looks up at him "You're a very smart and very good kid I know it may be hard to hear me being in love with a man like that when he's around me he acts like he was before the apocalypse. And that's all I see is him before the apocalypse but I doubt he loves me Carl like I said he has wives and he still loves and misses his wife whom he lost once this started I mean.... he named that bat of his after her. I was a bit taken aback when he told me about it, but that's his weird way of keeping her memories alive. I'm just glad I still have this photo of us together before the apocalypse. And the tattoos I have, me and Daryl, knew each other since we were kids. It was hard seeing him like that after all these years, and Negan had him as a prisoner. I'm just glad Negan let me talk to him... the tattoos I got on my wrist and the back of my neck, and the crossbow were the only thing I had to keep Daryl's memory alive. This photo and this raven rose tattoo I got with Negan. But it was hard for me to be alone for so long." She says softly, looking down frowning.

Carl smiled a little brighter at what she said. It wasn't that often that he got compliments, so he'd cherish what he could get. Especially when the comments made him feel like he was living up to his mom's expectations. "Thank you, and you're a very kind and caring woman." He responded, before sitting in silence as he listened to her speak. "If he's acting differently around you and making himself vulnerable, then he loves you, even if he hasn't accepted it yet. And the wives. That sounds like it's just a power thing like kings and dictators used to do. Besides, has he ever actually said that he loves them? .. Okay, I'm stumped about the bat thing.." He admitted, giving a small sigh of defeat. After a few moments of silence, his eyes lit up as an idea seemed to cross his mind. "Wait! Maybe that's the reason. If losing his wife was so hard on him, then maybe he's scared of getting into an actual relationship because he doesn't want to lose someone else. Maybe that's the reason he named the bat after her. A reminder of what he lost and could lose again, kinda.." He spoke. After she mentioned her tattoos, his eye took a glance at her arm out of curiosity, wanting to see the tattoo and the picture she spoke of. When she spoke of Daryl, his gaze went back onto her face. "And another thing, I thought he never let people talk to prisoners. So, if he bent the rules just for you, then that's just another example of why I'm right." He joked at the last bit, hoping he'd be able to cheer her up, even if it was just a little bit.

Raven smiles and giggles and shows him her tattoos ''Well I wouldn't believe he loves me until he admits it so I'm still going to believe he only. loves me as a friend but he doesn't show him being vulnerable because he doesn't want to show he's weak or show his weakness to himself or his group I don't blame him for how he is this world could kill you if you show any weakness whatsoever. And I know he doesn't want to lose me. I don't want to lose him but the nightmares I have make me think he could die, maybe even by your father's hand. But I shouldn't be too worried. Negan always says he's not dying until he's good and ready. I also say the same thing. Because we are all survivors we fight for our lives and protect our loved ones that we have left." She says softly

Carl leaned a little closer when she showed him her tattoos, owning a look of awe. It had been a while since he had seen someone with so many tattoos. Especially ones that were so detailed and pretty. He muttered out a "Wow," before, he looked at her face again as she spoke. "Whatever you say, but I think he loves you back. He might be afraid or something, but I think he does." He spoke with a smile. As she spoke of Negan's death, Carl frowned a little bit. At first, he wanted Negan to die, because he saw him as a monster, but if what she said was true, and there was good left in him, then maybe he didn't want him to die. He wanted them to work with one another, maybe combine their communities and rebuild. However, he doubted his dad would listen to him. "I hope not. I just wish we could go back. I wish we would have left those guys in the outpost alone. Now both sides are doing things they don't want to, instead of just not doing it. And after this goes down, and if Negan stays in control, it's only going to be a circle of mistrust and violence. The only way we're going to get out of this is by working together. But I know nobody is going to listen to me. Not until it's too late.." He spoke, looking down at the floor. His gaze didn't stay there for long as something caught his attention. He turned his gaze to the window of her cell, watching as someone's shadow went by. Carl tensed and jumped up from the chair. He didn't want to be caught in here. Especially by his dad, who he was almost certain was who the shadow belonged to. He took one last look at Raven as he whispered, "I'll be back soon." With that, he turned the corner, quickly and quietly fleeing upstairs to not get caught by whoever was approaching. Carl seemed to escape just in the nick of time, as Rick, Michonne, and Rosita walked in.

They made their way straight up to her cell, their gaze landing on her. "We're about to go to the base. Anything you want to tell us before we do?" Rick asked, tilting his head a little to the side as he stared at her, waiting to see if she had an answer.

Raven sees the shadow and sees Carl sneak off up the stairs and then looks down as she stands up and they come into the room where she is she turns towards them and sighs "Like I said there might be anything there knowing everyone is there dog mind ran to the nearest military base to collect supplies and weapons and the military tried to fight off the walkers but got overrun I saw dead body left and right so just be careful and watch your backs out there." She says as she walks to her cot puts her photo in her pocket and looks up at them hoping Negan will come to save her soon hopefully she can get someone's attention or something but she doubts that she will be allowed to do anything she wasn't trustworthy to any one of them so she just says what she needed to just so she can be alone.

Rick stared at her for a couple of minutes longer before giving a nod, accepting the information she gave. He still didn't trust her, but he didn't have a choice. "Alright. Rosita, stay here. I want your eyes on her while we're gone." He instructed, looking over to her. Rosita met eyes with Rick, before looking over to Raven once again. Rosita's gaze momentarily trailed over to Raven's arm where the tattoo was, a look of anger beginning to blaze in her eyes. She wanted to ruin that tattoo so badly. She wanted to do something that would make Raven regret what she said about Abraham. Rick seemed to notice where Rosita's eyes went, sighing. He turned his full attention on Rosita now, his hand resting upon the red handle of his machete that had taken the place of his pistol. "No more torturing her until I say so.. Do you understand me?" He grumbled. Rosita stood in silence for a little while before releasing a sigh. "Fine." She agreed, taking a glance over to Rick before looking at Raven again. Even though she had agreed to what he said, it was hard to say if she'd keep her word, because she still had that look in her eye. Rick seemed to believe her though, as he gave a nod and began to walk away. A couple of seconds later, Michonne followed behind him, leaving Rosita alone with Raven. She walked away from the cell for a second to fetch the knife she had left behind that night before she took a seat on the wooden chair that Carl sat on earlier. She reclined back a little, crossing one leg over the other as the wooden chair beneath her creaked with age. Rosita clutched her knife in her hands, playing around with it as she stared upon Raven, a silent threat of sorts.

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(Fake ASMR Commission) Yandere Girl Shrinks You & Kidnaps You But You're Okay With It

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"Finally! The shrink ray is complete. Now I can capture my love without resistance. They'll be small & powerless. I'll be a Goddess compared to them. They'll be all mine & there's nothing they can do about it."

"Ahh, I'm so excited. Every day, all I could do is watch them from afar. Aimlessly wondering if I could ever have them. But now I don't have wonder anymore. I can just take them. It'll be as effortless as picking up a bug."

"I'm already imagining all fun & romantic things I'll be able to do with them. We'll be together forever. Now I just need to put my plan into action & wait for the right moment to strike. They'll never see it coming."

"But what would that moment be? Hmmm... Perhaps I'll hide in the hedge around their house & wait for them to get home from work. Once they get out of their car & walk up to their front door, I'll take out the ray gun & shrink them on the spot. Yes, that's the perfect idea! All I need is patience. I've waited years for this moment. What's a few more hours?"

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*sound of car pulling in followed by the car's door opening & closing*

*and then footsteps because the listener is walking*

"GOTCHA!"

*ray gun sound followed by a shrinking sound*

"YES! It worked! Now to claim my love."

"Yoink!"

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"Surprise! It's me. The girl across the street. I bet you didn't expect to find yourself in the clutches of her hands at one hundredth your normal size."

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"Why? Because I've been completely obsessed with you for years. It was love at first sight. Your confidence is stunning, your eyes pierce my soul & set it ablaze. The way you face any challenge in life with a brave face is so admirable. You're so smart & nice & attractive... Aaahhh~ I'm so madly in love with you."

"Although I'm quite surprised I haven't felt you struggle in my grasp so far. I expected you to attempt to fight back in some way."

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"Wait, really? You've been lonely."

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"Lemme get this straight so I'm crystal clear. You're seriously okay with me kidnapping you? Because that's what happening. You're all mine & I'm not letting you go. No one else can have you. I won't allow it."

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"Huh... Well... You seem rather accepting of this situation. You're really not even a bit freaked out by this? I mean... Just look at you. You're tiny & in the hands of a girl one hundred times your size. If you're really okay with this, I'm not complaining. I'm just... Perplexed."

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"Anything to have a loving girlfriend. Well... That's more than fine by me. Hehe~ Certainly makes you easier to work with. Now then... It's time to take you home."

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*door opening & closing*

"Welcome to your new home, darling. I'll do my best to make you feel comfortable."

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"Oh, uh... Yeah. Sorry. I should start by easing my grip on you. I'm just so excited. I feel the urge to hold you tightly. But I shouldn't get careless. You're very small & fragile. Someone as precious as you needs to be handled with care."

"I wonder where I should put you though. Hmmm... Maybe I can dig up an old doll house. It'll be your own little mini-home. How's that sound?"

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"No complaints I see. Until then, I'll put you in my shirt pocket for now. I need my hands free."

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"How you feeling in there? Cozy?"

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"Naturally. Hehe~ So... While I prepare some things, is there anything you would like to discuss? Surely, you must have some concerns."

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"Ah... Yes. Your job. That's something I need to consider. Your boss & co-workers are gonna wonder why you aren't coming into work soon enough."

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"Someone is definitely gonna file a missing person report. What to do... That's a tricky problem..."

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"Well, yeah. The shrink ray can return you to normal size. I designed it with a reverse function, but... How do I know you won't run off if I do that for you? I'm still unsure if your acceptance towards me has been a ruse or not."

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"Sigh... You're right. As your girlfriend, I need to be able to trust you. And I can't just ignore the problem either. It's certainly not worth dealing with legal trouble. I'd much rather people be oblivious to all this."

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"True. If you're tiny, there are certain things I won't be able to enjoy with you. Like cuddling for example. Sure, if you're tiny, I can hold you against my chest, cover you with my hands & let you listen to my heartbeat in stereo."

"But in that scenario, you'll be feeling a lot more of me than I'll be feeling of you. I would love to hold your entire body in my arms like the normal person you once were."

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"Oooh, good idea. Now that I think about it, our relationship could have a size changing dynamic. Some days, I could have you at your normal size & other days & I could make you tiny. And once I fully trust you, I might even let you use the shrink ray on me. That sounds fun."

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"Heh... Yeah. We definitely shouldn't get too carried away with that idea. If something goes wrong, we could both end up shrunk at the same time. Then we'd be in major trouble. At least one of us needs to be able to use the shrink ray."

"For the time being though... I want to keep you small... At least for now. You're just too adorable at this size to change back at the moment."

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"Yes, I know. It's entirely necessary that you remain a functional human being. Rest assured, you'll return to normal soon enough."

"For now though... I have you all to myself. I love you so much, darling. We're going to have so much fun together."

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