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#And at the end of the day I went home from my cashier job with lizard scratches on my hand

crazystargirl · 10 months

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hi! can I request that u write something that has to due with fem!reader who works at the local movie theater and ethan met her when going to see a movie bc shes a cashier or something and he becomes obsessed with her and starts to show up all the time to watch her and learns her schedule by heart? the she begins to notice but thinks it's really cute and when she finally mentions it, they exchange numbers and go out and stuff?

lots of love, lexie <3

lil movie stalker ♥︎

pairing ♥︎ - ethan landry x reader, ethan landry x fem!reader

word count ♥︎ - 0.9k!

a/n ♥︎ - HELP THE ENDING SOUNDS SO SHITTY AND CHEESY, AND THE TITLE I COULDNT FIGURE OUT ANYTHING GOOD FOR BUT ANYWAYSSSSS, lexie i am so sorry it took so long to write this, i started writing this but ended up stopping due to writers block but here it is! Also kae i promise im working on yours now!!

Ethan had first spotted you when the friend group had dragged him to go see a movie that they had all been wanting to see in theaters. He thought seeing a movie in theaters was kind of dumb since why pay extra and buy snacks and drinks when you can just wait for it to come out and watch it at home or get it illegally.

It wasn't as bad as having to go to one of those frat parties Chad dragged him to but it was a movie he didn't want to go watch. At least seeing you made it bearable.

You were gorgeous to say the least. Ethan is pretty sure he's seen you somewhere other than here before.

"Hey isn't that the girl from our english class?" Chad asked Tara, with a nudge to the shoulder.

"Yeah I think she is!" Tara replied.

"Isn't she also dating that idiot jock who wanted to fight you Chad?" Mindy asked, leaning over to join into the conversation.

Ethan frowned at hearing this until Tara said something else.

"No that's a rumor I think, the jock, Steve I think, is dating that idiotic airhead."

"Oh yeah! Y/n, i think that's her name is single or something."

Sam gasps dramatically and looked back at Chad, "You better not be planning to take her out because if you break Tara's heart, I will go Billy Loomis on you."

Everyone laughed and Chad put on a shocked face as they walked up to the ticket booth to get the tickets. Sam bought the tickets and Tara, Mindy, and Ethan went to the concession stand to buy popcorn and drinks.

"Hey y/n! I didn't know you worked here!" Tara said with a bright smile

You looked at her and grinned, "Yeah! I work here part time afterschool and on the weekends cause I'm trying to be more independent"

"Ohhh makes sense, maybe I should get a part time job too, to help Sam out."

"Please don't, then Sam will feel like she's not needed," Quinn said, coming up behind Tara with Sam and Chad.

"Hi Sam, Quinn, Chad, and boy I do not know" you said looking at Ethan, not noticing him before.

Chad came up next to Ethan and put an arm around him, "This is my best man, Ethan Landry, I don't think you guys have any classes together right?"

"I don't think we do but it's nice to meet you anyway." Ethan said with a smile.

"Yeah, nice to meet you too! Alright guys you better order now since there's a line waiting behind yall"

The group ordered and you gave them their food and drinks and waved goodbye to them. Little did you know that this wasn't going to be the last time you saw Ethan, especially not with the way he looked at you while leaving.

After that day, you hadn't seen him but he definitely saw you. He came everyday after school to watch you.

Ok that sounds a bit fucked up but hey there's no harm in just watching someone…and maybe even learning their work schedule.

After a week or two of watching you, Ethan becomes somewhat enamored. Unfortunately for him, this did not go unnoticed by you.

The first time you actually noticed is when one of your coworkers nudged you and told you something that you didn't quite like…

"Y/n, y'know the guy who always comes after school?"

"What guy?" you asked puzzled

She pointed to Ethan who quickly looked away and looked at his phone.

"Oh yeah i know him, he's friends with some people i know"

"Well i think he's pretty cute and has been coming here almost everyday. I think he might like me"

You frown at the thought, you may or may not have developed feelings for the guy and were praying your coworker wasn't going to ask him out

"Im gonna ask him out"

There goes that

You watch as she goes up to Ethan but start giggling once you see that Ethan shakes his head and looks back at his phone

"Damn he didn't like you huh?" you say as she returns huffing

"Yeah like what the fuck, he literally said he liked someone else"

You laugh and continue working, you want to ask him out or something but you're unsure on how to.

After a few days you decide to go up to him and just ask him why he's always at the theater

You come up to him with a drink

"Hey ethan!"

He looks up and smiles at you

"Hey y/n, what do i owe the pleasure?"

"Well I've noticed you're always around so i decided to just bring you a drink"

"Oh thanks! You uh noticed?"

"Well not immediately but one of my coworkers pointed it out to me, she's the one who asked you out"

"Oh yeah i remember her, i actually don't like her, i come here…well dont take this the wrong way but to watch you" ethan says looking down embarrassed.

"Aww that's actually really cute, do you wanna maybe go see a movie this weekend?"

"Yeah! That would be great, could i get your number?"

You hand him your phone and he gives it back shortly after

"Alright I'll see you then eth!"

"Yeah cya" he says with a grin

You're probably smiling like an idiot right now but you're too happy to give a shit. You just scored a date with the guy you liked, why wouldn't you be happy?

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minkkumaz · 11 months

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I'VE NEVER DONE THIS BEFORE, TEACH ME?

the basic idea of romeo and juliet's balcony scene is the feeling of loving someone you aren't supposed to love. so why is idol kim seungmin knocking on your second - story window? why does he keep coming to you even though he knows it's forbidden?

PAIRING kim seungmin x fem!reader WC 1.7k TAGS forbidden love trope. friends to lovers. fluff. angst if you squint. intense kissing. cussing. OMI NOTE my first work here <3 i really enjoyed writing this but it's definitely not proofread aha.

the tragedy of romeo and juliet, a play written by william shakespeare. there’s a famous scene within the sonnet, where juliet sits atop the balcony that connects to her bedroom; where ultimately she ponders as to why must her one true love, romeo, be apart of her rival family. they’re forbidden to be together, yet their love for one another is so immense.

it was almost as if you were living some parts of the story when you found out kim seungmin was a well - known idol. you felt like the two of you were destined to be together, like it was written in the stars. but it wasn’t going to work out, you knew that.

you heard him calling behind you that night he got recognized by two girls. you were internally grateful that they didn’t even notice you because of how blinded they were by him. the pavement was damp with nightly mist, and the sound of your heavy footsteps ultimately drowning out his voice.

as soon as you arrived home, you kicked off your shoes at the door and ignored your parents’ questions such as, “where have you been, y/n? your curfew ended ten minutes ago.”

you never entered your bedroom with such a heavy heart. pulling out your laptop and violently typing up the name kim seungmin, only to be met with millions of search results.

kinfo.com: kim seungmin is one of the eight members of south korean boy group stray kids, under the company jyp, leader in entertainment.

straykidsupdates.com: has everyone seen seungmin in the most recent comeback? he’s totally cute and definitely carried that s-class pre chorus! instagram.com/realstraykids: stray kids (스트레이 키즈) official instagram

you closed your laptop before falling back into the pillows on your bed and letting out a heavy sigh. heartbroken was an understatement, you were so upset. if he had told you earlier you wouldn’t have let yourself fall in love with him.

the day you met seungmin was a run in at a small cafe you were wanting to try out (which now made so much more sense considering it was across the street from the jyp building). he wasn’t paying attention to where he was looking, causing him to bump into you and make you drop your food. you were not looking for any payment whatsoever, but he was insistent.

before you knew it, he was paying for your food and sitting down in front of you to make small talk and apologize.

the conversation you had with him went on until the sun barely peaked over the horizon. it was starting to get dark outside and the cafe cashier was getting very sick of the two of you. with full stomachs and happy grins, he walked you home.

afterwards, you met almost every week for months just to talk and hang out. you grew to love the person he was, and the feeling was most definitely mutual. despite this, he never bothered to share his work life and you never bothered to look him up on google.

now, you sat extremely frustrated and crying. your pillows grew a wet patch from your tears. how could you forget him? the blankets you snuggled with did an adequate job at comforting you, though you knew seungmin was the best at that.

barely an hour passed before there was a quiet knock at your window. at first you thought it was the wind, but your suspicions were proved wrong when it knocked a little harder and less infrequent.

you got up from you bed and trudged to open your curtains, being met with a very familiar, puppy - dog - like boy. your eyes went wide.

“what the fuck? seungmin what are you doing at my window?” you whisper shout, feeling the cool air blow through your bedroom as you opened the window.

“you weren’t answering your phone, and you never let me explain.” seungmin panted a little, lodging himself between two thick tree branches.

“it’s unsafe to be climbing this tree! it’s been here longer than i’ve been alive. what happened to the front door?” you pulled him into your bedroom, trying to be as quiet as possible.

“we both know you’ve broken curfew three times this past week, your parents would never let me inside to talk to you.” he sighed, sitting on your windowsill.

“jeez, seungmin. you’re such an idiot…” you mumble with defeat.

“listen, i’m so sorry i haven’t told you about being a whole idol thing. i was going to, trust me, i just never got around to it.” “way to go for an explanation. you know we can’t do this min.” “why do you think i never told you? so i could lose the one person that actually liked me for the person i am, rather than the things i could provide?” he admit.

“i don’t think i can mentally date a kpop idol, seungmin. i really really like you but, theres so many complications.” you turn your back to him so he can’t get too close of a look at your puffy face.

suddenly his hand interlocked with yours, pulling you back a little.

“y/n, come out with me. let me show you that we can work. that this is worth it.”

you couldn’t bring yourself to fully look at him, scared that his cute pouty face would convince you. “i can’t sneak out seungmin… my parents would kill me.” “then let them kill you, don’t give up on us, please. just this one night for me to show you how dear you are to me.” he lifts your chin up with his hand, frowning at the tear marks on your face.

“but i’ve never done this before, will you teach me?” you sniff sadly.

“i won’t let you get caught. just follow my lead okay?” seungmin let go of your face and went to stuff pillows under your blankets, making a somewhat believable body. whilst doing so, you slipped on a different pair of shoes quickly.

he made sure to click off your lights before leading you towards the window. it wasn’t too bad of a climb down, but you were nervous nonetheless.

“hold onto my hand, i’ll tell you where to step.” he gently held onto you so you could safely get down with him. as soon as your shoes hit the grass, a sense of euphoria overcomes you. there was so much excitement about disobeying the strict rules your parents laid on you, but you couldn’t hide the underlying worry.

“see? and that was the hard part.” he smiles at you, still hand and hand.

seungmin takes you to a parked car a few houses down from your own. the top was pulled down and there was an extremely prominent bouquet of lilies in the passenger seat. when it came into view, you squeezed his hand and grinned.

“how’d you know i liked lilies?” you replaced yourself with the flowers, sitting down comfortably with them in your lap.

“i didn’t, but i’m glad i made the right choice.”

the houses of your neighborhood passed by in a blur, all of them merging together as the car sped up. the breeze was cold, but you didn’t seem to mind. there was a feeling of warmth you felt when you were with seungmin, and this wasn’t any different.

there was a comfortable silence between you guys. neither of you bothered to say anything, basking in the presence of one another.

when he pulled up to the parking lot of a nearby park, you finally spoke.

“you took me to a park in the middle of the night to prove how much you want to be with me?” you ask.

“here, you’ll see.” seungmin took off his seatbelt and crawled into the back seat, motioning you to join him.

you abide, leaning over the center console towards him, still being careful not to ruin anything. as you plop yourself next to him, he pulls you to snuggle up against his chest. you could hear his heart beating a thousand miles per minute, but you could argue that yours was beating faster.

“look up.” he points towards the sky and your gaze follows.

stars. they dazzled, lightening the velvety night sky. they vary in size and brightness, forming intricate patterns that make you dizzy.

“it’s beautiful, seungmin.” you look over at his face, illuminated by the moonlight above. his features look much more perfect when you’re close.

“we’re all so similar to stars, y/n.” he started, rubbing circles into one of your hands, “there are so many that shine brightly in the sky, but you’re the only one i really care about.”

“gosh seungmin, you’re such a flirt.” you laugh, “but you’re an idol, you were trained to be charming.”

“i’m serious, y/n. you’re right in the sense that dating as an idol is really fucking hard. but my love for you is so real. shouldn’t that overpower it? nobody but my friends and the company have to know.”

you move your head away from his chest to look at him,”you love me?”

“of course i love you, y/n. i would be a fool not to.” he lifts you closer to him so you’re straddling his lap. when you move your hands up to cover your blushing face, he stops you. “you’re so pretty.” he whispers. “we’ll figure out everything i promise. i just need to be with you.”

“then be with me.” you affirmed, taking a small step closer to his face.

the distance between you and seungmin narrows slowly, and you can smell the sweet scent of his cologne, making you even more aware of his presence.

there are butterflies swarming in your stomach, convincing you that none of this is real. but as soon as his lips connected with yours, you were absolutely sure it was.

for the first few seconds, it was sweet. but the overwhelming feeling of so much love quickly turned into desperation.

something that he’s been waiting for in all the months of knowing you finally was his. the kiss lasted for what seemed like forever, evident by the redder your lips became.

it wasn’t until you were interrupted by a buzzing that shook the car seat. a mere string of saliva connected the two of your bruised lips. you looked around cluelessly before your phone, before seeing recognizable caller id.

“fuck, my dad’s calling me.”

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toms-cherry-trees · 7 months

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Don't Hold My Hand (I'll Break Your Heart) || Tommy Shelby x Fem OC ~ Prologue

Summary: How can one recover from having their life swept out from under theit feet? When a promising future becomes lost, shattered by a past that should have remained long forgotten? Is care and love enough to undo the damage, or will it just be a sweet balm to give a brief respite of the pain before the unavoidable end?

Word Count: 3.7k

Warnings: Vague description of war injuries

Author's note: This fic is loosely based on Me Before You, keyword loosely. I don't have many information on what voluntary nurses did after the war nor how did they treat those with long term injuries, but I am working as best as I can with what I know so do not expect this to be entirely historically accurate. There also may be some ableism akin to the period but it will be kept minimal

This is also my first time writing Tommy with an OC! Say hello to Charlotte Florence Tindall everyone! She is an OC I've had for 3 years based in Lady Sybill Crawley from Downton Abbey

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The gates to Arrow House stood tall and imponent amidst a thick grove in the depths of Warwickshire. The estate’s name had been forged in sturdy steel and perched high above the iron and brick archways, kept in pristine condition despite the long exposure to the elements, with the family’s proud surname hanging just below in equal condition. Charlotte could easily imagine an unfortunate servant sent there on the daily with a ladder and some polisher, his only duty being to keep the family’s name spotless, literally.

The journey towards the manor was brief and silent, the bumps in the road barely noticeable in the luxurious car that had picked her up from the train station, with leather seats and a smoothly purring engine. She knew little about the brands and commodities money could afford, but the vehicle, driven by a smartly dressed man in a crisp suit, surely cost more than all the money she had ever owned or would ever own in her life as a former VAD nurse.

The Great War had taken many opportunities, but in its wake, it had unexpectedly given some. Hordes of girls and women turned to their nearest recruitment offices or hospitals to receive express courses in nursing and home care, to serve their country side by side with the men, restoring to health those who had been wounded in combat and caring for those who had given it all until they had no more left. Field hospitals, Red Cross stations, local hospitals, and convalescence homes; all packed to the gunnels with soldiers who had been wounded, scarred, maimed, and traumatised beyond repair.

But the war had come to an end. The volunteers, the ones who had risen to the task, scattered and went back to their lives. And so did Charlotte. Only to realise the long battle had just begun. The men would not recover only because the conflict had concluded. Many remained who would need lifetime care and attention that not many families were trained or willing to provide. The nurses returned, offering their skills in little advertisements printed in newspapers or glued to shop windows.

She had it easy, in a way. Early in 1919, a man she cared for harnessed her in to be his private nurse, but that lasted until he came forward with less honourable propositions. Then came an elderly colonel, whom she watched over up until his last breath. And most recently, a strapping young sergeant, whose fiance, who didn’t take kindly to having a young woman dress and wash him, nearly chased Charlotte off.

She quickly grew disenchanted with the job, having found mostly trouble and no small amount of tears in it. Perhaps she was not made for this as she originally thought. Maybe she would do better as a cashier or cook; she could seek a post as a secretary or a board girl in the telephone company. She had learned enough to defend herself as a seamstress. Anything to keep her clothed and fed while sparing her the suffering.

But one day, a letter arrived at her door. A letter sent by the treasurer of Shelby Company Limited. The infamous Polly Gray. A shiver ran down her spine when she read the name in elegant calligraphy over expensive paper, and a part of her feared the envelope would burst in her hands like a hand grenade.

Who in Birmingham didn’t know about the Shelbys? In the slums and the rookeries, people didn’t pray to God; they prayed to the Peaky Blinders. They owned the factories, the distilleries, the pubs, and the institutions. They owned the police. They owned the very streets the people walked every day, their houses, their money, and their lives if they so wished.

And now, it seemed they wished to own Charlotte.

Mrs. Gray convened her for an interview at their estate since they requested her services as a nurse to care for a war veteran. The letter provided little more information other that they offered generous pay, accommodations, and a day off of her choosing. A preset date and time had been included, next to a train ticket to get her to the station closest to them.

Charlotte could not tell exactly what drove her to actually assist. Perhaps she wished to know how and why they found her. Maybe the lure of a salary twice the average had lured her in. Or the morbid curiosity of meeting this soldier; as far as she knew, the Shelby brothers didn’t need anything from anyone.

When she arrived at the manor, a stern-faced woman took her coat and bag. She barely had time to admire her surroundings before the maid led her towards a drawing room. Dark wood in panels and furniture, crimson wallpaper, two walls entirely lined with bookshelves filled with books of all sorts, some in pristine condition and others worn and falling apart.

Amidst all, in a settee of black velvet, sat Polly Gray. Pearls hugged her neck, hung from her ears, and adorned the front of her silver frock. Bracelets and rings decorated her fingers. Masses of papers covered the tea table before her, which she methodically separated into neat piles. By her side were a glass of whiskey and a cigarette with crimson stains, the ashtray filled to the brim. The face powder could not conceal entirely the dark circles underneath her eyes, and some fine streaks of grey contrasted against her golden chocolate curls. A woman not quite old in age but worn out tremendously by troubles and tribulations Charlotte didn’t know.

She cleared her throat, since she appeared so immersed in her paperwork she didn’t notice her.

“Mrs Gray”

“Sit” The harshness of the command contrasted with the undeniable softness of her voice, edged with barely contained nervousness, as if she stood ready to collapse. Hurriedly, she collected the scattered papers and dropped them in a pile at her side, just in time for the stern maid to place before them a tea tray, all polished silverware and hand-painted porcelain. Mrs. Gray and her spent several minutes in fraught silence, stirring a cup of fragrant tea with two sugars, while Mrs. Gray added the last of her whiskey glass into her cup. Charlotte waited for her to speak first, but the woman seemed to be in no rush, which only added to her own anxiousness.

“Mrs. Gray. You called me here. You sent me a train ticket and a driver to pick me up. Why?”

She stirred her beverage methodically, making five perfect clockwise rounds with the spoon and gently tapping it on the rim twice. Staring into the steaming liquid while she pondered her words.

“You are a nurse, aren’t you? You have field experience, and have also have cared for disabled soldiers." Not an interrogation, merely a statement. She didn’t question her about how she knew that. If she so desired, she could track down her school teacher and ask her how well she did in maths when she was nine. But that still didn’t provide her with answers.

“I am. I have worked with several patients, and if you wish, I can provide referen-”

She cut Charlotte off with a wave of her hand. “I already have your references. I spoke with your previous employers myself.”

A cold shiver spread down her legs. What could she possibly require from her that she take such an effort to map out her past? If she had that information, it meant they had checked her background and that of her family and close friends. And she assumed she had passed whatever unspoken test they carried on her; otherwise, they wouldn’t have brought her straight into their den.

But again, why?

Mrs. Gray put down the teacup and finally looked at the other woman’s face for the first time since her arrival. Her eyes were large, deep in colour, and full of wisdom and caution.

“Do you have any experience with men with reduced mobility? That is, men who are wheelchair-bound?”

That treaded closer to her area of expertise. For a brief moment, she feared she would be taken to a dimly lit basement where she’d be asked to save the life of a grievously wounded man with a gun pressed to her temple. Or maybe she just read far too many crime novels.

“I do. I worked with many men who had lost their ability to walk, either by spinal injury or loss of limb."Before the following pause prolonged for too long, Charlotte pressed the matter further. “Is that why you called me? You have a veteran who can’t walk."She spoke the words carefully, since she had learned through trial and error that not all people reacted well when she spoke too harshly about the state of the patient, so she tiptoed around the subject with carefully chosen words.

Suddenly she stood, setting the cup aside with such carelessness that the tea splattered everywhere, staining the lace covering the side table.

“Come with me." She headed towards the hallway, not even looking to see if Charlotte followed. She barely had time to steal one more sip before rushing behind her, straining her legs to keep up with her pace. She led her through a back door and out of the house, towards a stone and gravel backyard, smelling of horses and petrol. Other than a few hounds and a lone gardener trimming some bushes, no one else was around. No one listening but Lottie.

“My three nephews enlisted around the same time in 1914. And I will forever be grateful that the three of them made it home alive." She walked with her hands behind her back like a man. With that ramrod straight posture and her puffed chest, she could put a general to shame. It certainly worked to intimidate her, and she walked a step behind her, feeling unworthy of keeping up her pace.

“John and Arthur came back okay. Or as okay as men could after the things they saw and did” John and Arthur. Both names rang a bell, but she hadn’t seen them personally. They acted as henchmen more than businessmen, terrorising the factories and the foremen in their factories. Legend has it that a foreman in a Sparkbrook steelworks bought a house with bribes for tossing bodies in the furnace.

“But Tommy” She continued, bringing her attention back to the present. “He was a tunneller. There was a collapse near the end of everything. I don’t know the entire story, but the tunnel caved in on them. Out of fifteen boys, only five were dug out."She fell silent for a moment and made the sign of the cross. Pain wrung Charlotte’s heart, but she didn’t allow it to settle. She had quickly learned to push pain into the back of her mind during the war. If she allowed herself to feel it, she’d collapse like wet clay.

“They brought him back on a stretcher. I never thought a person could be more blue than white and have more broken bones than whole ones. He spent the rest of the war in a hospital room and remained there for a good part of the next year. Every doctor expected him to just die in his sleep, but he refused to give up. He made a full recovery and came home as if nothing happened.”

The tone of her words and Lottie’s very presence there indicated that not all had gone well.

“He took over his duties in the business and married a girl he fancied. They even had a son. No indicator that something could be wrong". Her pace had slowed, allowing her to catch up, now walking by her side, not wanting to miss a word. She had left the backyard behind and now moved into bare grass; from the entrance, she hadn’t quite grasped how far the estate stretched. It could easily and comfortably house two manors equal in size with their own stables and gardens.

“He suddenly started complaining of pain in his legs. Stiffness, soreness, especially in the mornings” She recognised the symptoms immediately but chose to remain silent while she spoke. “Soon he had trouble walking; sometimes his knees gave out and he just fell. He resisted the cane as much as he could, but in time he could not remain upright without it for long.

“We sought a doctor in London. He said a disc in his back had cracked in the accident. The fracture had been stable, but as time passed, it worsened and began to collapse and compress his spine."She waved her hand dismissively. “I didn’t understand any of the technical words, but the doctor said the injury would progress. The spine would be compressed more and more until he lost all use of his legs.

Even though Charlotte didn’t see her expression, she noticed in her words the sorrow she felt for her nephew. And she didn’t blame her. To have him delivered home in pieces, seeing him go through a miraculous recovery only for this to happen. His life robbed from him, one sliver at a time, seeing his own body fail him day by day.

Mrs. Gray exhaled slowly, as if regaining her composure. “Ever since he got the diagnosis, he changed. He became irritable and wrathful. He refused to be seen with the cane; whenever he met people in the office, he leant into something or sat down. Then he refused to be seen altogether and handled business locked in his office." She pulled out a cigar case from her dress pocket and offered her one, which Lottie kindly refused.

“When he no longer could manage stairs easily, he started working from home. He seldom saw people; only his brothers and I could visit him” The smoke left her mouth with each word, since she consumed the cigarette so desperately she barely had time to breathe out. She thought that she didn’t need all that information to do her job, but she didn’t interrupt her. She sounded like she needed someone to listen to her at least once.

She finished the first cigarette and quickly lit a second with the leftover stub. Her crimson coated lips parted, as if she wanted to say something else but chose not to at the last second. Instead her features contorted in a snarl briefly, lips pursed like she tasted something bitter, and then shook her head and regained her composure.

“He bought this manor to be away from everyone. He wanted to live alone, with only the staff to help him, but I couldn’t leave him alone in that state, even if he refused to be helped. He may be an arse, but he is still my nephew” Lottie snickered at her last statement, disguising the inappropriate sound as a cough.

“I realise I could not handle it alone. There is just so much to be done, and many things he would never let me do for him” Another lit cigarette, consumed as frantically as the first two. “I tried to hire him a personal maid but she had the talent of a doornail”

“That’s why you sought me?” It made sense now. A common maid couldn’t handle his injuries and his needs like she could.

A bitter laugh fell from her lips “I sought a nurse, yes. And another one. And another one” She didn’t pay heed to her concerned expression “He never got along with any of them. Despised them, I dare say. Tommy cannot stomach being stared at or treated with pity” She made a mental note of that for her future work, that is, if she survived the day “Not all the pay raises and benefits in the world convinced them to stay long. I offered to pay the last one’s bank loans if she reconsidered her resignation, but that only held her in for another three weeks”

Charlotte’s resolution to take the job faltered by the minute. Why would she want to care for a man who seemed hellbent in making his caretakers miserable? Sure, his situation was nothing short of horrible, but did that really give him the right to spread his venom to those who tried to do good by him? And most importantly, did she really want to put herself through that? The pay was the best she had ever been offered, but would the money be worth it?

Suddenly Mrs. Gray gripped the younger woman’s hand, so tightly her fingers ached. She should have shaken her off, but the desperation in her eyes deterred her from it. She looked like a woman standing on the edge of the abyss, hanging only from her grasp.

“I personally collected your reference letters. All of your previous employers spoke of your patience and your affection. Of how your softness and cheerfulness helped them. I think you are what Tommy needs. I think you are the one who can help my nephew” Her grip tightened and an involuntary mewl of pain came from her throat. She released Lottie’s hand, and instead placed a pleading touch on her bicep.

“Please give it a try. At least for a month. I know he won’t live to be an old man. And whatever life he has left, whether it is 4 years or 4 decades, I want him to find peace. Happiness, even. I want him to have a reason to wake up in the morning” She could tell she wished to say more, but had cut off her words.

With all she laid out before her, Charlotte barely resisted the temptation to grab her purse and run for her life. But something in her words, in the story she narrated for her, it pulled at her heartstrings. She had a thing for lost causes and broken things. In the worst scenario, she would walk out depressed but with enough money to start anew.

She only had one request

“Can I meet your nephew before I make my decision?”

Mrs Gray dropped her arm and pressed her lips into a thin line, eyebrows knit together in a scowl. She wanted to say no, that much she could tell. Maybe she thought she shouldn’t see Thomas until she had her signed up so she couldn’t back out. But Charlotte wouldn’t agree on anything until she spoke to him

“Of course”

Back into the house, she took her to the second floor. Lottie quickly noticed the house had been retrofitted in ways most couldn’t afford to offer Thomas a semblance of comfort. Large paintings hung in the stairway, most of them displaying a man with blue eyes and a dominant posture, always standing with his hands behind his back.

A set of double doors stood ajar towards the back of the floor. The room behind stretched almost all the length of the house, and Lottie noticed in the wall the dents where walls had been taken down to create such a large space. The furniture stood well spaced between each other to allow wide passages, enough to comfortably fit a wheelchair. Sunlight filled the alcove, coming from the many windows with the drapes drawn back. A set of glass doors led to a magnificent veranda that overlooked the estate.

Just outside, close to the balustrade, sat a black-haired man, his back turned to them. The wheelchair he sat upon was far more complex and luxurious than the ones she had in the ward. He wore a robe and slippers, as if he had just risen from bed despite being well into the afternoon.

Mrs. Gray walked out first, while she waited just under the lintel. She stood next to the man, one hand on his shoulder.

“Tommy, there is someone I want you to meet”

“No” His voice cut through the air, deep and curt. It sounded manly, and would have been pleasing to hear in other situation

“Tommy, please give her a chance, I promise-” He cut her pleading short with a smack of his fist on the wooden armrest.

“I said no! I don’t want her here. Put her in a cab and send her away” Mrs. Gray seemed to be at her wits’ end. She crouched next to him, like when one speaks to a child. She couldn’t make out the words she hissed at him through clenched teeth, but whatever she said, he didn’t like. With surprising skill he turned the wheelchair around and nearly ran Charlotte over, having barely managed to stop the chair with a heel on the floor.

The paintings did little justice to the blueness in his eyes. A vibrant blue not often seen, but filled with ice the moment they laid on her. The smart haircut had been replaced by an overgrown mane, jet black strands curling behind the ears and waving around the top. A five o clock shadow obscured the clenched jaw down to the neck. But even unkempt like that she felt the aura of haughtiness and pride bordering on arrogance emanating from him. He held her gaze for endless seconds, and not once she shied away from his cold eyes.

“Whatever it is you think you can do for me, save it for someone else. And now, get out of my home”

He wheeled past her, moving towards the main double doors. He couldn’t really go anywhere, but she figured he planned to hide somewhere until she left.

Lottie stood there, a bit dumbfounded, while Mrs. Gray returned to her side, despair plastered in her features, mixed with barely contained anger

“He is like that sometimes, but I promise you, some days are better. I will talk to him and get him to behave, and if you-”

“I can start tomorrow” She cut her off. Her jaw hung open, eyes widened as she struggled to wrap her mind around her words. Words that shocked Charlotte as much as Mrs. Gray, for she hadn’t actually allowed them out of her mouth. They just left in a blurt. But she meant them, even if she couldn’t quite tell herself why. It went beyond the money; she wanted this job. As if something invisible pushed her to stay there; as if there she’d truly find a purpose. It made no sense, but hunches and feelings rarely did

“Don’t worry, Mrs. Gray. I think I can help your nephew.”

#marsie writes #tommy shelby imagine #tommy shelby x reader #tommy shelby x you #tommy shelby x oc #tommy shelby x fem oc #tommy shelby fanfic #tommy shelby series #tommy shelby one shot #charlotte tindall #female oc #tommy shelby #thomas shelby #peaky blinders #don't hold my hand (i'll break your heart)

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jun-of-love · 1 year

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Until I Found You - choi seungcheol

genre: fluff, angst, choi seungcheol

pairings: scoups × yn

tw: injuries

words: 1.2k

a/n: i was listening to 'UntiI Found You' by Stephen Sanchez (i'm a basic bitch, leave me alone) and I saw this interview of him saying how he has written the song for his one true love called Georgia and he would never love anyone the same ever again and I just had to write this so..here we go ig :)

header credits: @saythestuff

Seungcheol was tired.

The echoes of fans’ screams on his every move were still ringing in his ears, the adrenaline active in his body. Yet, he felt nothing as he sat in the backseat of his van, which, considering the amount of time he spent in it, was more of a home to him than his apartment. He saw buildings rush by and could only think of how it was so similar to time. Time too, seemed incomprehensible to him when he moved so fast. Seungcheol closed his eyes, and just like routine, a slideshow of his favourite memories began.

It starts with the time he met you for the first time. He was sitting at the counter of his favourite little music instrument shop, where he was lucky to find a job as well. You were in a lilac hoodie, leggings, and ponytail, he remembers it clear as a day. You wandered around looking at instruments for a while, clueless and careful not to touch anything, until you saw the keyboard, which you rushed towards, and played ‘My Heart will Go On’ so perfectly, that Seungcheol almost thought you were trained for several years. It was until you started coming in almost every other day and played the same song every time, he figured out that was the only song you could play. And also, that you were quite tone deaf, and learned this song from sheer will-power.

He had made the first move. Working as a cashier in store, which happens to be the favourite place of quite possibly the cutest girl ever, has its own benefits. You hardly ever bought anything, except for CDs of some niche classical musicians, just sat in the store reading your book or doing some work. Luckily, Seungcheol knew how to enter a girl’s heart – through shitty instant coffee, so that he did. And it worked. Soon enough, you were laughing softly at his jokes, listening to his mixtapes, and manifesting for his dreams.

Seungcheol had underestimated how much love y/n had to give. You came in his life when he was struggling, and stuck to him like superglue through every trial he went through. You shared his mixtapes on every platform possible, made every café you visited play his music, made sure each and every friend and acquaintances of yours had heard his music. You would constantly DM all the artists and famous producers, as if they would read them and give Seungcheol the opportunity of a lifetime. You paid for promoting his music on Instagram- from whatever was left from your stupid copywriting salary after college fees took most of it. Seungcheol promised and swore on the heavens and hell, that he would give his beautiful girlfriend the life of her dreams, where he would fund everything and beyond, she would write as many books as she wanted, and they would live the happiest life a couple could dream of.

It seemed like fate was in his favour. Another day that he remembers as if it was yesterday. It was the weekend and Seungcheol was cooking with you in his apartment. Laughing at how not a single onion was getting properly cut by him, and him arguing that it doesn’t matter if it’s all going to be cooked at the end of the day. The conversation just ended with the stove turned off, and you in his arms. Regardless of how his life was going, his pathetic financial situation, and constant rejection from companies, he felt safe, at home with you in his arms. He felt like everything in the world would work out if you were there with him. And that’s what happened. His phone rang at that moment- it was a famous music production company, wanting to scout him based on his mixtape they heard playing in a café.

Rest was history. He was the S.Coups. You had giggled a little when you heard his work name, but admitted it was cool. Seungcheol got bigger and bigger opportunities. His handsome face went viral, and soon he went from a music producer to a bestselling artist. His once role models were now on his waiting list. Seungcheol felt like it was all a big fluke, and that he didn’t deserve this- but you were right there, with your healing smile- reassuring him that he had it in all this time.

But when one rises up too fast, life has a way of showing the ground, and fame is a bitch. Soon, your relationship was all about him. It was his conveniences, his schedule, his career, his image- yet you were fine with it, as long as he was happy. Seungcheol remembers the horrible day, when you waited for him all day in his apartment to tell him that you had won a writing competition by a publishing house. It was one the big break you were waiting for, and he just came home, dismissing you and falling asleep on the couch because he had drunk too much on a broadcast. He woke up the next day to find himself on the bed, in comfortable clothes and covered in a blanket. It was when he found the tear stained certificate on the table, that he realised how badly he had fucked up. Yet..yet you forgave him without him having to beg for forgiveness. Because you understood. You always did. Seungcheol wondered what your last straw would be, and prayed that he would never see the day it breaks.

Unfortunately, the day came. You had gotten into an accident, leg broken and several small fractures in the body. You had never experienced pain like this before, and only wanted Seungcheol in the room. Yet, he came four hours after he got the news, because he ‘had to’ complete his music show broadcast. This is the day he wishes he could forget. You were covered in bandages, but the pain in your eyes only reflected the pain in your heart. He was on his knees in the hospital room, and you looked at him in complete apathy.

“I have gone through too much because of you. I cannot take it anymore. You don’t have to do anything, I will remove myself from your life. You will not see me again.”

Seungcheol felt like his life had been taken out from him. He begged and groveled, promised to leave his career, sent thousands of flowers and gifts, wrote multiple letters- only to find them in the trash the next day. He kept persisting, until one day you just left, with no trace of where you were going. Just gone.

As if on cue, his van stopped rather harshly. “Sir, we’re here.” His driver woke him up. As he regained his senses, Seungcheol noticed the book he had been holding tightly all this time. Fifth one in the popular series written by y/n, the name adorned on it in calligraphy. He opened the first page, and the words on it broke his heart into a million pieces.

“To my husband Joshua, thank you for always being there for me.”

Maybe in the next life. He will find you and love you like you deserve. The next life.

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devotedlykoneshots · 2 years

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JUNG JAEHYUN : FOREVER LONELY

🔞 minors dni

Genre: single father jaehyun, single mother reader, power outage, smut, reader, slight flirting, reader is oblivious,

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It was a normal day and just like any other day you had errands to run, so you quickly got in the shower before getting dressed and heading to the local grocery store.

You needed to do some shopping anyway but unfortunately just as you were about to walk out the door, groceries in hand, the power went out.

"Don't panic everyone, it's just a little storm!"one of the cashiers calls out and you sighed, walking over to a space in the back and sitting down.

"The powers out, so it looks like we're stuck for now"another cashier said, people instantly started to complain about various things like having to pick up their kids from school.

"No one is going anywhere so chill out, it's not going to benefit anyone if we all start thinking irrationally"this unknown man you'd seen before but never knew his name

"He's right , the best thing for everyone is to stay put, I'm sure the schools on lockdown too"the manager agreed as he entered the area.

"Thank you jae"he said and jae nodded, finding a spot not far from yours and setting on the floor.

"Everyone get comfortable, we might be here for god knows how long"

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It was once in chaos again as the hours passed, people complaining again about their kids and families.

The storm only seemed to be getting worse by the hour and people were worried.

"What about food? We're starving here!"one man yelled, you shrunk in your corner and watched it all go down.

"We can eat the food on the shelves!"another man shouted before a gun fired off, the entire room fell silent.

It was jae, he puts the gun in his jeans again.

"Now that we're all calm , let's start over. All of us in a sticky situation alright, I want to go home too, my little girl is waiting for me"he started, sympathizing with them at first. You had no idea he was a father.

"But we're not going to get anywhere if we don't work together, now the manager will let you all have a little bit to eat off the shelves but no more than 5 items for now. So choose wisely"with that he left, settling the crowd for now as they all ran around to find food. You snorted as he came back to his spot.

"At this rate they'll have to put you on the payroll"you snorted , an attempt at starting a conversation and he looks at you.

"Just trying to help, the situation is tough for everyone and maybe they just need a little guidance"he shrugged and you nodded.

"Well you're definitely doing a great job, I do hope it ends soon so everyone can get to their kids"you tell him, resting your head against the wall.

"Do you have kids?"he asked and you looked at him , nodding slowly.

"One, my son alex, he's at school. I was supposed to bring him cupcakes, today's his birthday"you said sadly, what a horrible birthday he must be so sad. This only increased your worries for your son.

"I'm sure he will understand the little delay"jaehyun tried to cheer you up and you gave him a small smile.

"What about yours?"you asked him and he chuckles.

"My daughter is at home with the babysitter, I was stopping here to get some food for the night. Her favorite actually, nachos"he said and you nodded, reminiscing the old days when you used to eat nachos when you were high in college.

"I haven't had nachos in so long, like since college"you said and he nodded.

"Feels like a different world now, I know what you mean"he said, it always tasted better when you were high too.

"I'm y/n"you said, holding out your hand for a handshake.

"Jaehyun but everyone calls me jae"he said and shakes your hand.

"I noticed you didn't mention his father"he points out and you snorted at the thought before nodding.

"Oh-, yeah he walked out the minute he found out I was pregnant"you said and he sighs, shaking his head.

"What a dick"he said and you laughed softly.

"Yeah, what about you?"you asked him and he hums softly.

"She died while giving birth"he said and your eyes widened.

"Oh- oh my god, I'm sorry I shouldn't have asked"you panicked.

"It's okay, no harm done"he assures you , you calmed down and nodded your head.

You truly hope this wasn't the last you saw of jaehyun.

"Hey, when we get out of here, do you wanna come over for dinner?"

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You went over to jaehyuns place that weekend, before you left the grocery store he'd given you his number and you did the same.

He texted you pretty casually, a part of you was slightly disappointed that it seemed like he friend zoned you but you weren't going to let that get in the way of your friendship.

You hugged as soon as he opened the door, your son immediately drifting towards the toys in the living room with both kids playing together immediately.

"Come on, we can watch from the kitchen"he leads you towards the kitchen where the pizza boxes sat already.

"How have you been?"he asked, starting up a conversation.

"Not good honestly"you tell him.

"What's wrong?"he asked and you sat on the stool beside him, he follows you.

"His father wants to be in his life"you said and rolled your eyes at that, remembering that day vividly.

"What are you going to do"he asked you and you shrugged.

"I'm gonna let him but if he's thinking about trying to get back together with me and using my son as a pawn, we're going to have a problem"you told him and he rubs your back , you sighed and calmed down again.

"Other than that I'm okay"you assured him.

"Well if you need anything just let me know"he said and you nodded, he gets up to check the food and you followed him.

"What are you cooking?"you asked him.

"Beef stew and rice"you hummed at his response, ready to have some as well.

"I didn't know you could cook"you told him and he snorted.

"Took many ruined dishes and a lot of watching cooking channels to master it, trust me I couldn't cook for shit at first"he said and you laughed.

"Well practice makes perfect"

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The kids were now asleep in his daughters room as you and jae settled into the living room, you still felt nervous after walking in on him changing clothes in the bathroom.

"Are they asleep?"you asked him and he nods, you cursed under your breath.

"I should go"you said and stood up.

"Why? It's the weekend, you're welcome to stay"he said and you looked at him.

"I haven't seen hope bond with another kid like that in a long time"he said and your heart swelled with the knowledge of knowing he named her hope.

Especially with what happened.

"I don't wanna intrude"you told him.

"I'm asking you to stay, no intrusion whatsoever"he said and you bit your bottom lip.

"Are you sure?"you asked him and he rolled his eyes.

"Y/n , sit your ass down and get comfortable"he said and your eyes widened, immediately sitting down as he said.

It reminded you how he commanded those people at the grocery store.

"You know, You should think about running your own business, you do that whole commanding thing really well"you said trying to lighten the mood and he laughs.

"I'm gonna take that as a compliment"he said and you nodded.

"It's definitely a compliment"you said and stood up to stretch, taking off your shoes not knowing that jae could see your strap.

Your thong strap.

"Your uh- strap is showing"he commented and you sat back down immediately, pulling your tank top down and hiding your face.

"Oh my god"you panicked.

"Interesting, I never pictured you as a thong type"he said, taking a sip of his wine.

"Oh my god, shut up"you said and he laughs, tugging your hands from your face.

"Don't be embarrassed"he said and you snorted at that.

"I'm very embarrassed"you assured him.

"You shouldn't, I'm sure you look great in anything"he said and you peeked up at him.

"Are you trying to flirt with me right now?"you asked him and he shrugged.

"Maybe"he said and you shook your head.

"I can't even look at you right now, we should watch a movie"you said and abruptly stood up to go look for a blanket.

When you came back jae was still waiting on the couch and you willed yourself to calm down before approaching him.

"Did you pick a movie?"you asked him and he shakes his head.

"You're my guest, you pick"he said and you grabbed the remote as he grabs the blanket, readjusting the blanket to cover you both and moving closer to you.

You chose a horror movie, mentally cursing yourself as you recalled that you're a scary cat and jaehyun chuckles once you grabbed onto his arm during a jump scare.

"Oh come on, this isn't even scary"he said and you gasped.

"It's very scary for me okay, you know what? I'm turning the lights on"you said as you slipped from under the blanket.

"Can't believe you said that-"jaehyun pulls you into a kiss, successfully shutting you up momentarily.

Your eyes widened before fluttering shut and kissing him back, your hands grabbing onto his shoulders before he pulls away.

"Why'd you do that?"you asked once he pulled away and he licked his lips.

"I don't know"he said and you bit your bottom lip before he pulls you into another kiss, pulling your waist and guiding you onto his lap.

"JAE"your heart is beating faster in anticipation.

"Let me take care of you, for one night even"he whispers against your lips and you nodded, tucking your hair behind your ear.

"Okay, okay"he deepens the kiss and tangles his fingers in your hair, guiding your hips along his crotch and his lips move to your neck soon after.

His tongue licking and biting your neck, his tongue quickly slurping up the sounds you make in result.

"Do you want to continue this in the shower?"he asked and pulls away, you nodded and climb off his lap as you let him lead you to his room before moving to his bathroom.

Your jaw drops at his bathroom and you turn around to look at him stripping off his shirt, your fingers hesitantly touch his abs and he watches you.

His hand coming up to pull your shirt over your head, leaving you bare in front of him as you didn't wear a bra under your shirt but before you could say anything your nipple is being sucked into his mouth.

"Oh shit"you cover your mouth as he licks and sucks on your nipple, using his hand to give attention to your other nipple.

"We should get in , I don't know if I'll be able to keep quiet any longer if you keep doing that"you said and he pulls away, the both of you undressing mostly before you could take off your thong he stops you.

"Leave it on"his voice is deeper than before and he doesn't wait for you to reply as he steps into the shower and pulls you inside with him.

He closes the door behind him and you engaged in a heated make out again, sucking and licking each other's tongues as you both moan into the kiss.

He lifts your leg as you continue to make out and grinds his cock against the thin fabric of your thong, you moan into his mouth and he groans softly.

Not knowing that your thong was moving to the side until he accidentally slips inside of you, you both choke on your moans and you whimper softly as you hide your head in his shoulder.

"Oh fucking hell"he turns on the water just in time, drenching you both as he starts to thrust inside of you slowly.

"Fuck-"he moans softly and gulps, biting his bottom lip, you run your fingers through his hair as you look into his eyes.

Your lips meeting again and his hips starts to rock into you faster, swallowing all of your moans.

"Ah- jae"you moan against his lips, he moans back and picks you up.

Your legs wrapping around him as he holds you against the wall and thrusts into you quickly, your head hitting the wall as you cover your mouth and his lips attach to your neck and collarbone.

"Faster please"he looks up at you and gives you what you wanted, biting his bottom lip and snapping his hips into you.

Hitting places your ex could only dream of and never will, ever again.

"I'm gonna cum-"you were cut off as he stops immediately.

"Why'd you stop?"you asked him with a pout.

"I don't want this to be the last time I have you like this"he said and you bit your bottom lip.

"Then it won't"you told him.

"I'm not talking about just sex either, I wanna take you on a date and get to know you better"he said and your heart swelled again.

"I'd like that, a lot"you told him and he presses his forehead against yours.

"Good, now cum for me"he's thrusting back into you like a maniac, desperately trying to make you cum and reach that point himself.

You hid your face in his neck and moaned loudly and your body spasms as you cum.

"Oh fuck-"jae groans softly and pulls out, cumming all over your abdomen and the underside of your breasts.

It seemed like a good start to something great.

For now.

#nct smut #jaehyun smut #nct smau

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honeygrahambitch · 1 year

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Will grabbed a bottle of soy sauce and two ginger roots like Hannibal had asked him and lined up in the queue.

He had to go to the asian store to grab some emergency items which Hannibal needed urgently for dinner so of course he had asked Will to get them. He would have gone himself but he needed to take care of the rest of the food which was still cooking.

Will was not thrilled by the idea. They had been busy with a nasty murder last night and he thought he would be able to sleep during the whole afternoon. But those plans had been shattered when Hannibal had walked into the doorframe of their bedroom with a serious look on his face.

Will had been worried at first but the sentence which came next made him lift an eyebrow.

"I am in urgent need of soy sauce and ginger, Will."

So that was the reason why he was now waiting in the queue. There was just one cash register and she was quite slow.

Two young girls were sitting in line in front of Will, gossiping about "some hot dude at school". He was cranky anyway, the loud chatter and giggles only pissed him off more.

"No, no, no, he doesn't have a girlfriend. He is flirting with the whole school. Especially with the freshmen." One of them said and laughed loudly.

"I'm pretty sure he has. He posted a picture of himself and a pretty girl. Older than us though." The other one replied skeptically.

"Oh, shut up, Beverly, don't ruin my day!"

Will could not hear the rest of the conversation. His mind went blank as soon as he heard the name.

Her severed body flashed before his eyes and then their last conversation. He had replayed it in his mind for many times. It was the crime Hannibal had commited but her blood was not on his hands. It was on Will's.

"Sir?"

He had zoned out so deeply that he didn't realize he was right in front of the cashier. He mechanically paid for everything and left the store.

As soon as he got outside, his mind went back to the crime scene. To him, it had been one of the worst crimes Hannibal had ever committed. Right next to Abigail's. He had taken a good friend away from him.

She had been the only one ready to risk her job and life in order to look for evidence for him. Because he had kept pushing her. He had insisted and insisted until he had killed her. He felt something between rage and deep sadness towards Hannibal, but he felt even more rage towards himself. He shouldn't have let her get that close.

And for what? Her death had been in vain. He and Hannibal were almost engaged at that point. All the struggles to catch him had been reduced to nothing. Will felt like the biggest hypocrite. He ended up exactly like him. Beverly would have been disgusted if she knew what she had risked everything for.

"Will? Is everything alright?"

He had dissociated on the whole way home and didn't even greet Hannibal when he came in. He just left the paper bag on the kitchen counter and then he walked straight towards their bedroom.

"Will?" Hannibal insisted and followed him.

Will didn't even notice his attempts. It felt as if the floor was simply pulling him in as the walls of the room kept spinning. He hadn't thought about Beverly in a few years now. He had repressed everything so deeply that it felt as if a train had hit him.

He came back to his senses when he felt Hannibal's thumb on his cheek, wiping away a tear which escaped from his eye.

"It seems like you entered some dark rooms." Hannibal said referring to his mind palace.

Will nodded shortly as more tears ran down his face.

And in a matter of a second, the rage, the blame, the guilt, the sadness and the regret were replaced by something else.

He missed her.

She had been his friend and he was missing her. The adrenaline rushed so fast to his veins that he had to allow himself to sit on the floor, followed by Hannibal.

"I miss her" was all he said before he couldn't speak anymore and broke down in tears.

Hannibal wrapped his arms around him, as gently as possible, grateful that he did not push him away this time. Will pressed his face against his chest to muffle his sobs and look for some sort of comfort. Peculiar, to seek peace in the arms of the one who had caused you pain. Even more peculiar, to be able to admit that he loved him more than his own life.

Hannibal tried to figure out who he was talking about. Abigail? Hopefully not Molly, God. Alana? Even worse if it was the case. He doubted it was Abigail, he would usually get pretty cold towards him when it came to Abigail.

The Will he was holding now in his arms needed physical touch. Needed to consolation. Needed sweet words.

However, one thing was certain. He was the reason for Will's pain. It was certainly someone he had taken away from him that he was grieving now. If he could, he would bring back to life anyone, only to sooth his pain.

"I am so sorry." He had said as one of his hands ruffled his dark curls.

In reply Will sobbed even harder to the point where Hannibal wondered if he could breath properly.

Will kept crying in his arms until there were no more tears left. Until he could not feel a thing anymore. Not towards Beverly's death, not towards Hannibal and nor towards himself. He felt as cold as he would usually feel when he would take away someone's life.

He lifted his head and for a few seconds he and Hannibal looked at each other. In contrast to his, Hannibal's eyes were full of emotion. He wanted to help, to make it a bit better.

Will simply got up, turned his back to him and left the room, letting him on the floor alone with his regrets and apologies.

#i know this starts funny #and i know it ends miserably #but heyyy you missed an angsty fic right #hannibal #hannigram #hannibal lecter #will graham #hannibal nbc #hannibal series #hannibal fanfiction

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conitagray · 10 months

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i remember it, all too well.

42!miles g morales x reader

summary: you've been dating someone for a year and slowly you realize they've become distant. barely texting you, not showing any admiration, always out clubbing. until you went to their place and see something unspeakably wrong, you snap and they try to come back to you. months later, still broken. you met miles and you two become very close. one day you see them again and you can remember the memories all too well.

warnings: super angst (fluff in the end of COURSE) cursing, bad spanish (i’m so sorry y’all😭) creepy ex bro, cheating.

a/n: WHOOP i started listening to atwtmv for like a 100 times and it gave me the idea to write this (all hail taylor swift!!) this is gonna be so angsty i swear like im so sorry yall 😭 but lemme tell y’all i swear 42 miles has rizz i’m not lying

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your life was pretty fine the past few months since you’ve met your partner.

they were, everything you wanted. they loved you to the moon and back and you said the same thing too.

but a year passed and things started to change, drastically.

they stopped paying attention to you, stopped hanging out with you, was always on their phone and most of all, always went clubbing.

you’d be at your place and it was around 12:45 in the morning, he was supposed to come by.

the first thing that came up to your mind was text him, they were probably busy anyway?

…..

love<3

12:46 am

y/n: babe, wru? you were supposed to come to my place an hour ago.

seen 12:48 am.

y/n : hello?

seen 12:50 am.

……

you sighed, tossing your phone to the side of the bed as u curled up in ball, thinking why they left you on seen.

you decided to go check up on them yourself, so you put your shoes on and walked over to his apartment.

you knocked on their door, seemingly waiting for an answer, there was none.

so you opened the door which was seemingly unlocked, and scanned around the room, calling out their name.

when you heard loud music from his room.

you knocked but there was no answer as you thought the music was drowning your knock so you opened it.

and oh boy were you in for a surprise.

you dropped your purse on the floor as you stood there as if you saw a ghost, but instead you saw them making out with someone else.

“so that’s how shits going huh.” you said bluntly with tears in your eyes as your words jolted both of them up and your partner turned to look at you.

“it’s not what it seems like bab-“ they were protesting, pushing the other person away and walking to you but you cut them off and pushed them away.

“there’s nothing to fucking explain!” you screamed. “its all right infront of me, dont even bother.” you said as the tears flowed out of your eyes, looking away.

“please love im sorry i- just- give me another chance” they tried to grab your hands and you pulled away quickly.

“so you just can call me up again just to break me like a fucking promise huh? i expected better from you.” my voice cracked at every word as i walked away and slammed the door shut.

i was home, on the floor. in a ball of sadness. tears, snot, everything flowing out. while they kept texting me.

…..

unknown number.

1:15 am

un: babe please

un: please im sorry

un: i won’t do it again

un: forgive me

seen 1:20 am.

…..

you knew damn well he was lying so you blocked the number, shutting off your phone and sliding it across the room.

that day, your whole heart broke, you never felt anything anymore, love was completely just a game to you

but do you think everything will change soon?

it was your usual day. wake up, get ready for work, walk, get to work and actually work.

you worked at the cashier in some convenience store.

you’d felt numb and dull the past few weeks and didn’t really have the motivation to do anything, but you had to so you did. but you just remember everything all too well.

you were doing your job as normal and nothing around changed honestly, it was just your average normal day until someone came in that caught your eye.

it was a boy about your age, he was wearing sweatpants and a sweater, the way his jawline stands out and his braids touching his shoulders.

you thought he was cute but you shook off your feelings and went on with your day.

you noticed he was catching a few glances from you, you thought of it as nothing when he paid normally and went out the store.

but he kept coming back to the store every single day for the whole week and you two start to talk a bit more, but not your actual huge conversations.

but this one time. he was in the store picking up a few stuff and bringing it to the counter.

you scanned the items as you put it in a paper bag,

“15.44.” you told him the price.

“keep the change.” he said giving you a 20 and his spanish accent had you rolling on the floor (metaphorically).

you mumbled a thank you as he walked out, you were going to put the 20 in the cash box but suddenly, you saw a note attached to it.

* xxx-xxx-xxxx, my number. text me soon hermosa. - miles:) *

you were shocked to the brim as u held the paper in hand profusely blushing as you started to smile a bit.

did a guy just really give his number out to you?

you kept the note in your pocket, still blushing and went on with your day. until you came back home

you held the note in your hand again, still contemplating if you should put the number in your phone.

you did it anyway.

as you shakily typed the number in your phone, you added his name in the contact number and pressed the message button.

…..

miles(?)

10:05 pm.

y/n: hello?

*minutes pass by and you were doubting a message back from him. but your phone dinged.*

miles(?): hey

*you were shaking in your bed as you saw his reply.*

y/n: you’re miles right?, the guy from the store?

miles(?): the one and only. miles(?): and you’re…?

y/n: sorry.. i’m y/n

miles(?): nice name ;)

*at that point you were shocked by the little winky face he put*

y/n: the same goes to you :)) y/n: so.. weird question but why’d you give me your number?

miles(?): just thought you were cute.

*his reply literally had you in shambles and you didn’t know what to reply with but it hit you. it could be your ex’s friend again trying to get on you for breaking up with them.*

y/n: are u sure? because i swear to god if you’re one of my ex’s friends trying to shit on me for breaking up w them i will literally murder you.

miles(?): i swear, i don’t know who your ex is. but are you okay though?

*i sighed in relief, knowing that they stopped doing it.*

y/n: yeah, sorry i’m just paranoid. y/n: i gotta go, talk to you soon?

miles(?): alright, see ya soon hermosa.

……

you closed your phone and start to smile, but it feels like everything that went down happened was only yesterday, time won’t fly for you. it’s like your paralyzed in your own heartbreak.

you lay down in your bed, thoughts drowning in you as you start to fall asleep.

days turn to weeks and you and miles start to become closer friends. and you wouldn’t deny to admit that you liked him, ALOT.

but you never told him. you were scared of commitment ever since it happened.

you never told him, you never bothered to say anything because he never asked you and you were fine with it. until one day.

you both were on the rooftop at his place laughing about anything and everything, talking about what happens.

until he asks a question.

“so, that day, the day you first messaged me about your ex’s friends shitting on you for what happened, whyd you think i was one of them?” he looked at the stars slyly, glancing at you at times.

“well.” you sighed, fiddling around with your fingers,

“i didn’t know who his friends were, so they would come around at work, giving me their number and i would text them obviously and they would always tell me i was cute or something but the next second they just shit on me saying mean stuff and i kinda just couldn’t trust anyone after that.”

he looks back down to look at you , with an apologetic look on his face, when he went to scoot a bit closer to you.

“can i ask what happened?” he asked as his hand was slightly touching yours as you looked at the stars.

“we were happy for a year, everything was fine but they grew distant. they stopped talking to me and always went to clubs and came back home drunk. they seemed off for so long and i went to their place and saw them making out with someone else and i just kinda lost it, because they did this twice and i lost my shit at that point, i haven’t felt love ever since. i just kinda lost motivation, i really want my old self but i just can’t seem to find it.” tears filled your eyes to the brim as i told him everything.

as the tears start to flow out, he hugged you tightly and rubbed your back. “lo siento mucho querida.” he whispered.

“you did nothing wrong okay? it was all them.” he hugged you tighter.

as he pulled back from the hug, wiping the tears from your eyes.

it was silent for a moment after he pulled away.

“i could change that.” he spoke up after the brief silence that filled between us.

you locked at him surprised, “what.. do you mean?”

“you said.. you would never feel love again right..?” his words were soft when he spoke.

you nodded slowly as you turn to look at him looking at the stars.

“well, i could change that.” his head lowered down to look at you but you looked away.

“how will i know you end up the same as they did?” you looked down looking at your knees when you felt his hand grab your chin and pull you in closer for a kiss.

you were shocked at first but then you slowly melt in to the kiss, finally realizing he was the one.

as he pulled away, he held your hand tightly. “i promise i won’t break your heart mi amor.” he whispered. "ill give you the world, the stars if possible, anything for you."

you felt this wave of love you’ve never felt before and it made you feel full, you went to hug him tightly as you never wanted to pull back

“i love you, miles.”

“te quiero también, mi amor. más de lo que sabes.”

after that day, you and miles started dating and it was nothing like you experienced before.

it was always flowers here, flowers there and he was just a straight up gentleman to you.

you just closed up your shop early tonight to go on your first date with miles, and when you both were walking there, you bumped into someone and both crash to the ground.

“oh my god im so sorr-“ you were frantically picking up their stuff to give it back and when you both look at eachother, you stopped talking. it was your ex.

everything, every single memory of you both flowed down your mind and you remembered it all too well.

“amor are you okay?” miles bent down to check on you when he noticed you giving a dirty glance at your ex, and it hit him.

“yeah i’m fine let’s just go.” you tried to stand up but your ex’s hand pulled you back down and restraining you from standing up.

“what the fuck do you want?” you screamed and it grabbed miles attention.

“please, im sorry i didn’t mean it can things just go back the way it was?” he protested and was on their knees begging you to stay

i pulled my hand out of his grip as we both stood up “i already told you, a million fucking times, no.”

“please i’m sorry, i- i was drunk and i wasn’t thinking straight.”

“so you’re telling me, those both times you were drunk and you weren’t thinking straight? those both times you fucking cheated on me and you weren’t thinking straight? you choosing pleasure over our goddamn relationship and you weren’t thinking straight? you could’ve thought for a SINGLE moment, will this affect my relationship? of course it fucking will you asshole. get out of my sight.” you stood back up and walked opposite where your ex was, but they wouldn’t stop and grabbed your hand again.

“just forgive me plea-“ he was about to get on his knees but miles stood infront of you and grabbed their arm tightly so they could release your arm

“back up bro, y/n already told you they don’t want you. don’t make it harder for us. one step closer and you’re gone got it?” miles let go of his hand as a warning and they nodded and ran away and miles turned to you.

“are you okay querida? you aren’t hurt anywhere are you?” he put his arms on your shoulders, scanning your body for any wounds.

“i’m okay, just a bit shaken up." you sighed, fixing your clothes.

miles was genuinely worried about you and you told him everything's fine as long he was with you.

"i'm so sorry amor that they keep doing that to you." he grabbed yout waist and pulled you in a hug.

"you know ill protect you always right?" he pulled away from the hug.

"promise?" you held out your pinky for a pinky promise and smiled softly.

"promise querida." he took his pinky and hooked it with yours and shook it softly and pulled you in another hug.

although you still remember all the heartbreaking memories all too well, you had him and that was enough for you.

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#angst #fluff #hearts4hobie #across the spider verse #astv x reader #miles 42 #miles morales prowler #miles morales 42 x reader #miles g morales #miles morales 42 #CRYING #ilovehimsomuchudontunderstand #astv #spidermanacrossthespiderverse #miles my beloved

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bolontiku · 2 months

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I cant... 🤣🤣 baking at a different cafe.

Work things under the cut

I knew people really didn't like me at work. Bahaha I didn't know it was this bad.

My Lil sister has been baking at a Cafe thats been shit to her, my other trainee was there and I got the Lil sis hired to do pan up (prep) work so she wouldn't have a hard time. Fast forward a few months that trainee went to another store (for better pay, a little suggestion to my boss). But this left the Lil sister alone, management promised to get her help.

A year later she is doing triple the work I do by herself with empty promises of help. So I talk to my Cafe GM about getting her transferred over to our Cafe as a retail employee. A step down but she wont be doing a job as stressful alone, it evens out. Everything is in the works and the baker in training decides to quit. They had pushed her transfer date back a month to train the new one. Getting closer to transfer date and the acting GM at her Cafe is coming up with excuses to not transfer her.

He will do it tomorrow. Oh, he's never done one. Doesn't know how to do it. He's busy in meetings. Promise... promise... promise...

My sister has been sick, legit vomiting on account of how stressed she has become.

I talk to my GM again, this time with the proposal of them and us switching for her last week. My GM is as bullhead as I am and literally sat there texting back and forth until the other agreed. He kept coming up with excuses "she's become unreliable" "calls off" "don't want to send you a bad worker-" I tell her that I have to hold my sisters hair back while she pukes out of anxiety. I tell her "imagine your brother coming home everyday vomiting out of stress at a job he hates". My GM is not happy.

We talk cause he is hesitant having me bake at his Cafe "cause he knows I am not the one to mess with, he's afraid cause he knows he's treated her like shit and I won't put up with it" my GM agrees. She has worked that Cafe before and knows how draining and horrible it is. How lazy and u supportive the management is.

She laughing cause he says "he doesn't want you to fuck him over" now. Why would that be the case? If he didn't screw others over he wouldn't project that onto others or expect the same shitty treatment.

I promise to be as professional as I have always been. She knows I am good for it.

Yesterday (saturday) was the first day there. He is literally scrambling to not speak to me. The other manager is asking me about my sister and why she didn't want to be there anymore. Stress from the workload. Everybody knows this. She has been vocal about it and every manager knows that a bake of 2.5k requires two people. Being told her work is crap when she has 1yr of experience and is being compared to veteran bakers of 8+yrs and being lied to about receiving help.

They stutter about not having help themselves. I deadass look at him and let him know that is their failure. You interview people, lie to them about what they will be doing and then in turn treat them like crap when they come in. Nurture and help your employees grow, train them properly, schedule them the hours you promised and be there for them. Both my trainees roughed it out at that store out of loyalty to ME. Because I trained them. How many times did I get calls from them crying because they were stressed?

The manager shook his head and dropped it. Couldn't look me in the eyes. They've fucked up. I managed to get both of them back into my Market and into cafes where they won't be as stressed.

But I get to work. The management ends up scrambling to get me the numbers they need for their catering and add-ons. Once I bake a product I won't go back to re-bake more. The staff that don't know me come over to gossip, how they've tried to help the baker but they don't know what they are doing. If she could just do her job--

I smile, "imagine coming in and having to run the dining area on top of cashiering, oh and there's no help so on top of cashiering you need to run batista and stock, oh and don't forget we need help making sandwiches and salads too."

The woman looks stressed.

"Now after working your ass off you're told what a disappointment you are and you should have done better."

"But I cannot do all of that at once!!!" She stresses.

"But you expect this baby baker to do all of it without help?" I laugh as she stands there flabbergasted and the management team stays quiet. "This store is fucking pathetic, I wouldn't put up with it. MY management team knows how to handle their catering and numbers, not only that they support me and have no problems taking over. If you treat your people good they will return the favor, yes? Fair is fair right?"

She nods and shuts her fucking mouth. Walking away quietly.

One of the boys that already knows me is giggling and I see him, scream his name and we hug. Nobody else speaks to me.

Get my sisters name out your fucking mouth trash.

#chaos journal #tiku at work #a bakers life for me #i will be professional #but still let you know what shit you are

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coldtwaer · 3 months

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To deal with a Karen

(or “a subversion of the ‘eat the underpaid worker’ trope")

Tags: One-shot, Vore, M/F Vore, open-ended Vore (fatal or non-fatal based on preference), Same size Vore, Stores, Karens, Revenge

Warnings: Language, Very small amount of prey discrimination (don’t worry the one who does it gets what she deserves >:) )

Word count: 1275

Rowan hated his job.

It was even more annoying that his coworker and surprisingly friend, Dennis, was being especially cheerful on one of the days when Rowan would rather be at home or doing anything else.

“Good morning my favorite manager!” Dennis waved with a smile on his face. There was no telling why the man was so nice. Especially when he worked a 9 to 5 at a shitty supermarket.

“Good morning, Dennis” Rowan replied with a small grumble. There was nothing ‘good’ about this morning, but he didn’t want to hurt his friend’s feelings. Well, crush’s feelings, but he would never admit to that.

Dennis looked like he wanted to continue the conversation so Rowan quickly added “We have a lot to do so get to work”

With a small sigh, Dennis nodded and went to his cash register to ring up the early bird customers. Rowan dug his black and red faded hair as he looked at his coworker doing his job, in some ways that positivity felt contagious. But he couldn’t think too hard about that right now. After all, there was work to be done

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The morning went on normally and turned into the afternoon. Rowan went to the break room to have his lunch break, which was a relief because he was starving. His stomach growled to confirm the fact. He started digging through his bag to try and find where he had put his lunch in the first place. But there was a problem, a major problem. It wasn't there.

“Shit” Rowan muttered with frustration. Of course, this just had to happen on the same day he skipped out on breakfast since he had already been running late. Well, there wasn’t much he could do about it now and he didn’t want to leave Dennis and his other coworker Luka on their own just so he could get something to eat since even going to his house and back would take longer than the measly ten minutes allotted to him. However his hunger did put a thought in his head that he did not like.

“No, I will not be eating my coworkers” Rowan put a hand on his stomach and tried to soothe it the best he could. He knew that as a pred these kinds of thoughts were normal but it didn’t make them feel any less weird. Then again it wasn’t like he had never swallowed someone down before.

Before he could continue to complain internally about his gnawing hunger, he heard a fuss going on outside the break room. It sounded like some kind of argument. Rowan peeked his head through the door to see what was going on which he found out very quickly when he looked over at Dennis’s cashier station and saw a woman yelling at the colorful-haired man.

“Do you know how long I’ve waited in this line just for you to tell me this coupon is expired? You shouldn’t even be selling these cheap quality things for the price you are.” The Karen said as she put her hands on her hips

“I’m sorry Miss but I can’t control the price of the item or that the coupon is expired” Dennis’s smile was clearly forced at this point which probably meant that this conversation hadn’t been pleasant from the start. Rowan frowned at the fact that such a good person has to deal with people like this customer.

“Well as someone who works here, you should know how to properly accommodate customers. Or maybe I should just get your manager” the woman said with a huff.

Rowan scowled as he debated whether he should intervene but Dennis had dealt with plenty of rude customers before so he decided to trust his skills but he would keep watching just in case.

“The manager is currently attending to other matters right now so he will not be able to help you anymore than I can” Dennis's eyes went towards the break room where he and Rowan made eye contact for just a moment.

Those gentle green eyes Dennis must have some kind of power because even though it was brief, that look was enough to make Rowan’s heart beat faster.

“Well, you aren’t doing anything to help me! Honestly, if they must hire prey like you they could at least choose competent ones” the Karen bluntly stated

Dennis froze at her words and his eyes became a bit teary.

“I’m sorry Miss…” he looked down.

That was it. That was the last thing this woman would

say to Dennis. Rowan had made up his mind. He quickly walked to the station and behind the counter.

“Excuse me, I’m the manager, may I help you?” Rowan asked as he made sure to gently move Dennis further behind him to discourage him from dealing with the situation any further.

“Yes! You see I-“

“Yes, I know about your problems with the item price, your coupon, and apparently my coworker. And you know what? I think I have a solution that will work for both of us” Rowan gave a smile.

He then turned to go from behind the counter but before he fully exited he discreetly whispered to Dennis. “Sorry to do this to you but I need to ‘deal’ with this customer so I need you to watch the store for a bit” his stomach growled.

“Uh, okay, at least don’t be too mean” Dennis whispered back.

Rowan sighed and reluctantly nodded before making his way to the woman. “This way please, I will help you as quickly as possible.”

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Inside the break room, there was a small office room for the manager to do paperwork. Aka Rowan. He brought the woman inside and made sure to close the door behind him. “There should be some coupons over there on that desk for you to pick from,” he said keeping the same facade.

“Thank god someone here sees reason. You must be a pred like me” The woman made her way to the desk which meant her back was now facing him. Perfect.

“ I don’t see any coupons here,” the woman said with confusion in her voice.

Rowan laughed. His black painted nails sharpened into claws before they pieced the woman’s arms and injected their venom. “And you won’t find any” he replied.

“What the – I can’t move! “ the woman panicked.

“That’s the point, it’s been a while since I’ve eaten another pred so I don’t need you thrashing around too much.” Rowan licked his lips as his stomach groaned and whined for this woman to be in it sooner.

Rowan wanted to tell off this woman for what she had said and done but he remembered what Dennis had told him. Damn, that pretty man. So he simply opened his mouth wide and brought her in.

The woman's paralyzed body made it easy to swallow and she practically slid down his throat. He lifted his head and started to use gravity to help push her down. Eventually, he was able to finish.

He took some deep breaths and he held his now heavy stomach. “There you go…right where people like you belong”

His stomach gave an appreciative gurgle for the woman that was now inside it. Rowan sat down on the swivel chair that was by the desk and started rubbing his stomach with one hand and he rested his head on the other. It felt good to be full.

He decided that he would relax for now since eating her still had taken a lot out of him. He thought about Dennis, about those green eyes…

Rowan hated his job…sometimes.

#vore blog #sfw vore #v.ore #vore writing #soft vore #same size vore #open ended vore #vore story #male pred #female prey #unwilling prey #willing pred #v0re

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blkjimin · 7 months

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Affairs Pt 2

Summary

Leon and Scarlett end up going out for lunch, Ada was on her lunch break and she sees them at a restaurant…

The sun shined through the sheer blinds. Leon woke up realizing Scarlett wasn’t next to him, he started to look around the large room and then he smelled the glorious smell of something cooking from downstairs.

Leon got up from the bed and went downstairs to see Scarlett cooking bacon and eggs for the both of them.

“Good morning Scar,” he greeted the girl as he looked her up and down.

“Good morning baby,” Scarlett greeted back. “Hope you like my cooking, I don’t cook often but I know the basics,” She told him while putting the food on the table.

“I’m sure it tastes fine love,” Leon said as he gave her a reassuring smile.

Leon waited for the food to cool off then he finally took a bite of her eggs. Leon suddenly had a surge of immense joy inside of but he pushed it down.

“The food tastes delicious Scar,” he told her. Leon hadn’t had a good home-cooked meal in a while ever since he and Ada started, Just fast food, no homemade food since he and Ada started fighting. He missed the times when they were loving toward each other.

A few hours later…

Scarlett was waiting patiently for Leon to arrive at the coffee shop, she was about to call him but that’s when he walked through the door.

“Sorry, I’m late Scar,” Leon apologized.

“You're totally fine,” Scarlett said reassuring him as she got up to order her coffee. Leon followed behind her.

The cashier greeted them as she asked what kind of coffee they wanted.

“Can I get a medium caramel coffee with cold foam, please,” Scarlett ordered.

“Can I just get a coffee with creamer,” Leon ordered as well.

"That will be $7.86," the cashier said.

Leon paid for the drinks while Scarlett went to find a table for them. They decided to reminisce since this was the coffee shop that started it all.

"I mean, I still can't believe that a mixed-up coffee order turned into an affair between us," Scarlett said while laughing with immense joy.

Flashback…

“Sorry for the mix-up, this isn’t the first time this has happened,” the woman said as she playfully laughed.

“Your perfectly fine,” the man said with a faint smile.

“May I ask for your name?” the woman asked.

“Leon,” he answered.

“Mine’s is Scarlett,” she said.

The two started to conversate and they realized they had a lot in common, they decided to exchange numbers to keep in touch with each other. They became really good friends within months.

A couple of days later…

Leon arrived at his home and decided to sit down for a little bit before, he decided to put on street clothes and head out for a walk. He walked upstairs and heard his wife talking to somebody.

"I know baby, I'm gonna tell him eventually but now is not the time because I need this job," Ada argued on the phone.

Ada remained silent for a short moment

"Ok, I'll tell him eventually..." Leon started to walk away from the area while Ada's voice faded out.

He left the house not even wanting to hear the rest of the call. Leon decided to take a walk to clear his mind when Scarlett called him.

"Hey Leon," Scarlett greeted him.

"Hey Scarlett," Leon dryly said.

“You okay? you sound a little sad,” Scarlett asked concerned.

Leon told her everything that happened, he felt like his whole world was shattering but he didn’t let that stop him. He wanted to get his own back…

Present time…

Ada was on her lunch break, and she stopped at a nearby coffee shop but she saw something that ticked her soul, She saw her husband and another female eating together.

Leon was talking to Scarlett when he saw Ada in the corner of his eye.

“And then when I took my dog out-, Leon are you listening,” Scarlett asked as she questioned him.

Leon didn’t respond still staring at Ada. Scarlett started to get irritated by his actions.

“What are you looking at,” Scarlett blustered before she looked behind her.

“Oh, I see now, I’m just gonna go, Leon, see you next time,” Scarlett sighed.

“Wait, don’t go,” he begged as he grabbed Scarlett’s arm from walking any further.

Scarlett didn’t make any eye contact with him, That’s when Ada walked through the door. “So what’s going here, Leon?” Ada questioned.

Eyes were drawn onto them as people started whispering. “Ada, let’s not do this here,” Leon gritted out.

“No, we are going to do this here, why are you here with another woman?” Ada bawled out.

“Maybe if you didn’t cheat on me, this affair wouldn’t even be a thing right now,” Leon clarified.

A pure golden silence filled the room. “What are you talking about?” Ada questioned feeling eyes all over.

“I know you cheated on me with your boss Ada, I know everything. I overheard your conversation with him a few months ago,” Leon revealed.

“You wanna know where all of our money is going, it’s going to this woman right here because she has been there when I was ever feeling down while you just criticized me whenever. All we do is argue nowadays, I love Scarlett,” Leon blurted.

Scarlett just stood there trying to take in everything that just happened. She knew she needed to say something but she didn’t.

Ada stood in place shocked before she walked out.

“This is over Leon Kennedy, we are getting a divorce as soon as possible,” Ada bellowed before she left.

Leon and Scarlett left the coffee shop and they both sat down on a bench nearby. It was silent before Scarlett finally spoke up.

“Leon, thank you for that,” Scarlett thanked him as she hugged him.

Before Scarlett could say anything else, Leon’s lips were already on hers. She instantly kissed back liking the feel of his lips on hers. They pulled back after a few minutes.

“I love you, Leon,” Scarlett confessed as she hugged him

“I love you too Scarlett…”

Part 2 will be the end of this short little series. Hope you enjoyed it!

Part 1

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the-dragonsqueen · 1 year

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Pearl!au | Eddie Munson x fem!reader

This fanfic is kind of dark, so please read the warnings.

Pairings : Eddie Munson x fem!reader, Steve Harrington x fem!reader, brief Robin Buckley x fem!reader, mentions of Steve Harrington x Eddie Munson.

Synopsis : Eddie leaves his girlfriend behind when he’s offered to open for a famous metal band because she has to take care of her sick mother.

This fanfiction is inspired by Pearl and X, reader has Pearl and Maxine vibes (so does Eddie tbh).

CW : angst, domestic violence (not from Eddie), no use of y/n, stalking, brief non con and voyeurism, brief mentions of a dead animal, major characters death, matricide, murder, blood, emetophobia, sick parent, depiction of poverty, mentions of decomposing bodies, porn, cheating, smut, praise kink, degrading kink, p in v, unprotected sex, cream pie, dry humping, fingering, hallucinations, delusions, intrusive thoughts, mentions of suicide, self harm, slut shaming, prostitution, neglecting parents, religious parent, religious trauma, panic attacks, anxiety, use of the f slur, mommy issues, abandonment issues, reader is objectified, reader is bisexual, reader is kind of mean sometimes, this fic is dark everyone is ooc, dark!eddie munson, dark!reader, dark!steve harrington, happy ending I guess ?

Word count : 15k+

You are not a good person.

Your life started falling apart a couple of years ago when your step dad decided to leave your mother for someone better, younger. Your mother didn’t see it coming, she always took care of her husband, always put his needs above hers and yours. You weren’t very fond of him and wouldn’t have cared if it weren’t for the prenup, he had rich parents, a good job and that’s what allowed you to live in a decent house despite your mother not having a job, making being a stay at home mom wife her job. He never gave you any money or put aside a college fund for you, but you were smart enough to get a scholarship so this wasn’t your biggest concern. No, your biggest concern was having to live in a trailer park because your idiotic, naïve of a mother signed a stupid prenup making her and you homeless when he decided to leave her. She was extremely religious and told you that this was all a part of God’s plan and that one day she’ll get what she deserves for sacrificing her whole life to serve her husband. You almost slapped her when she said that, her life was ruined all because she believed what a stupid book translated by awful men said. But you didn’t slap her, you smiled at her and left the house telling her you were going to pick up more boxes to pack your stuff in. Instead you went to the nearest gas station to pick up enough gasoline to burn down the whole town, if you didn’t get to live in this house anymore, no one else will. Unfortunately, as you were standing in line Jason Carver spotted you.

“Hey pretty girl ! What are you doing with all of this ?” he laughed pointing at the gasoline at your feet

“Oh hey Jason” fuck “Hum my step dad asked me to pick up all this stuff I think it’s for our lawn mower or something ? I’m not even sure this is what he asked me for actually” you laughed back playing dumb

“Well, the boys and I are throwing a party at mine, do you want to join ?” he offered showing you the six pack he was about to purchase

You eyed the beers, drinking did sound pretty great in that moment and it’s not like you could actually burn down the house now since you had a witness. “Sure ! Just let me put this back, I don’t feel like carrying it around.” you moved to put the gasoline back in the aisle but Jason stopped you

“What about your step dad ?” he asked you tilting his head

“I’ll come back tomorrow or he can pick it up himself” you shrug bowing down to pick it up

“Don’t” he stopped you again “Just let him do it.” He said nodding towards the cashier “That’s what he’s getting paid for right ?” he smiled at you

“Oh ok… I’ll meet you outside” you replied, feeling a little guilty for the store clerk as you walked outside.

If Jason hadn’t stopped you that day you’d probably be in juvie for arson right now, at first you were mad at him but as time went by you stopped regretting not going through with it. Because you met him. But before there was him, there was her.

You met Robin Buckley when she was working at the movie theater, your mother was at the bank deposing the little money her ex-husband had the decency to give her so she’d be able to afford renting a trailer and move out of his house quickly. You couldn’t stand staying alone in this house, so you stole money from his wallet and treated yourself to a trip to the movies, it’s not like he’d notice the difference anyway. But as you were watching Molly Ringwald on the big screen you started to suffocate, the feeling of being trapped between the walls of the small theater overtaking you, so you ran outside taking refuge in the alley behind the movie theater. Once outside you realized that it wasn’t the small room that made you feel trapped, it was this town.

“Are you okay ? “ a small voice interrupted you mid sob

You lifted your head up and was met with Robin’s kind blue eyes staring at you. You wiped the snot off your nose and the mascara running down your cheeks. “No” you replied with a hoarse voice

“Yeah I figured, I could hear you crying from inside.” She kneeled in front of you and awkwardly put a hand on top of your knees “What’s going on ?” she asked with a soft voice

What were you supposed to say ? ‘I hate this fucking town and all I want is to leave everyone behind to become a big movie star, bigger than that stupid redhead on the screen but I can’t because I’m a still a teenager, I have no money and haven’t graduated high school yet !’ No you couldn’t say that.

“I just… fucking hate it here.” You responded still opting for some honesty.

“Me too.” Robin said with a sad smile

You had noticed Robin before at school, the way she was always staring at Tammy Thompson, another stupid redhead. She also looked at you sometimes, well she looked at everyone in the cheerleader squad during games, paying more attention to the cheer team than the game itself but you noticed her stare at your body and the way it looked in the uniform more than she looked at your teammates. So you made an impulse decision and kissed her. She was taken aback at first and didn’t kiss you back.

“I’m so sorry” you let out looking at her with your best doe eyes which was enough to let her take her guard down and kiss you again.

Her lips were soft and her kisses shy but it became more intense and desperate the more she kissed you.

“My shift is almost over. My dad is picking me up, do you want to come over ?” she blurred out with panting breaths

“Will your dad be ok with that ?”

“Yeah, I’ll tell him you’re sad because your boyfriend broke up with you and need a girl’s night” she reassured you

“Ok, I’ll call my mom from the phone booth while you wait for your dad.” You tell her with a smile

You didn’t call your mother but she didn’t need to know that. Her dad of course accepted and Robin was really eager to get you in her room when you got to her place. At first she wanted to talk to you about being queer and comparing experiences but you didn’t care about any of that. So you ended up making out some more and had sex for the first time in your life with her. It was amazing, a little clumsy and awkward but overall great, unfortunately it only made you feel better for a few hours. Once morning came you still felt this weight on your chest and Robin’s cuddles didn’t do anything to make you feel better anymore. You didn’t want to be with her, you wanted a good, better life for yourself and being with a woman was only going to make things even more difficult for you. So you were civil and polite to Robin when you ran into her at school but you didn’t really stay in contact after that night. She was too busy drooling over Tammy to truly care about you anyway.

After winter break that year and the shittiest Christmas ever, you were back to school. No one knew you were living at the trailer park yet but it’s not like you cared. You were pretty popular, being in the cheer squad and all but you never considered any of them friends, and vice versa. You were mean to them, even to the jocks but they never did anything about it, most of the guys wanted to get in your pants and invited you to all the cool parties so the cheer squad found it best to keep you around just for that. You never felt guilty about calling them sluts, bitches or stupid, most of them were fucking bullies anyway. That’s the thing about you, you were never mean to anyone else, just those who deserved it.

As time slowly went by you started to notice him. Eddie Munson. You never paid attention to him before but now it’s like he was everywhere, Forest Hills, school, even the grocery store… To be honest the first time you saw him at the grocery store it truly was a coincidence but you started to stalk observe him to pick up on his habits so you could see him more. And he noticed you too but besides from small nods and polite smiles he never talked to you and you knew why. So you quit the cheer squad and stopped hanging out with the jocks, fuck them. But that didn’t make Eddie want to hang out with you on the spot like it would solve all his reservations about you.

Finally one day Eddie saw you walking to school, because your mom couldn’t afford to pay for gas to drive you, so he picked you up from the side of the road. It became a daily occurrence and it wasn’t long before you got closer and eventually started dating. Eddie was the kindest person you’d ever met and weirdly he inspired you to become a better person too. You got a job to pay the bills, since your mom was too depressed to get out of bed and find a job herself, you tried to help him with his school works so he’ll be able to graduate with you and even got into a verbal fight with one of the jocks that was picking on the Hellfire boys at lunch, calling him a two-pump-chump (his girlfriend’s words not yours) in front of everyone was enough to get him and the popular kids to leave them alone, they knew you had dirt on all of them.

Unfortunately your efforts weren’t enough and Eddie didn’t graduate with you but he told you that he’d follow you to any city you planned on moving to, find a job and get his GED while you were in college. You got into UCLA and were so excited to tell him, you could go to auditions in Los Angeles on your free time and Eddie could try to form a new band, meet label studios and become a famous Rockstar ! For once in your life everything seemed perfect, even if you didn’t make it as a famous actress you knew Eddie was talented and that he could make it, he was a star. And Eddie was too nice to ever make you sign a prenup and ruin your life if things didn’t work out between the two of you, though you doubted that, so you’d be set for life anyway. If somehow neither of you made it, you had a plan c : porn. You never talked to Eddie about this plan but you noticed how men looked at you, you could exploit that. And Eddie was too sweet to forbid you from doing anything. You were full of hope.

That’s when your life truly took a bad turn. You were hanging out with Eddie in your room making plans for the future when your heard a big thud coming from the bathroom. Your mother had passed out after throwing up bile. At first you didn’t want to do anything about it, if your mother wanted to stay in bed all day, stop eating and slowly kill herself then you’d let her, you were 18 now and didn’t need her anymore. But you saw Eddie panic at the sight of your mother passed out on the floor so you did the right thing for him and took her to the hospital, as one should. Eddie stayed with you the whole evening, comforting you while you were waiting for the doctor’s diagnosis after they put her through dozens of tests, the longer it took the more you thought about how much it would cost you, your mother could never afford to pay for the hospital bills so it wouldn’t take long before they harass you to pay for her. After 5 hours of waiting, the doctor finally came to you and pronounced the words that changed your life for the worse “I’m sorry but your mother’s been diagnosed with cancer.” You didn’t hear much after that, you knew what this implied and you saw red, you wanted to kill the doctor, your mother and everyone in this hospital. But Eddie’s soft touch brought you back to the moment, you looked up at his soft eyes asking if you were okay. You realized you hadn’t spoken in minutes and just turned to the doctor muttering a small thank you before falling in Eddie’s arms crying your eyes out, he comforted you some more saying that she’ll be okay, you’ll get through this, not to worry she’ll survive but you didn’t care about that. All the hopes you had for your future came crashing down on you in a matter of seconds.

So you stayed in Hawkins, you worked more shifts at the shitty diner you waitressed at to pay all the bills and took care of your mother in your free time. Eddie went back to Hawkins high until a miracle happened. An agent saw him and Corroded Coffin play at the Hideout and asked to meet them. Turns out this guy worked for famous metal bands and after sending a tape of one of their performance to Slayer, the successful band and their team asked if Corroded Coffin could tour with them and be their opener. You pretended to be excited for him and support him, you even showed up when he hacked the school’s prep rally to play metal and tell everyone to fuck off. “See you at the Grammys assholes” he yelled flipping everyone off. You had to swallow the big lump in your throat and force a smile at his theatrics but his words felt like a stab to the heart for you.

A week later, he was gone with a promise to call you every night. He also bought you an skull ring (none of his actual rings would fit you) and proposed to you the night before he left, you cried and said yes. Of course, he would be back in a few months but without him, his love, his kindness and support you were getting worse. The only thing you were hanging on to was seeing Eddie again in a month when he’d play in LA, you made plans to visit him and stay there for a whole week, paying a private nurse to take care of your mother while you were gone. It’s all you talked about when you had him on the phone. But money was tight so you had to do more than waitressing to earn extra money to pay for the trip.

Eddie left you his van so you could sell your mother’s shitty car to make a few extra bucks (since she was never driving it anyway) while still being able to drive yourself to work, but it wasn’t enough. So you found yourself having to give hand jobs in the back of Eddie’s van to some of the diner’s customers, mostly truck drivers, to make more money.

But of course as you finally made enough money to pay for your plane tickets and hire a nurse, your mother was put on a new, very expensive treatment that ruined your plans, again.

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Which leads you to now, you’re in the van parked in front of Family Videos about to return another romance movie you dreamed of seeing yourself in instead of Kim Basinger. You dropped your mother off after the doctor’s appointment and drove straight here, you really didn’t want to see her right now. When you walk in your hear the voice of Steve Harrington greeting you, as usual.

“Hey, it’s Eddie’s girl ! What can I do for you today beautiful ?” he exclaims cheerfully

“I have a name you know.” You deadpan throwing the VHS in the return pile.

“Okay… Someone’s in a mood, anything I can do about that ?” he winks at you

He’s right you’re really not in the mood today. “What the fuck do you mean by that ?” you ask him with a harsh tone.

“Hum… you know, I can help you relax… since Eddie’s gone and all” he smiles at you, this was a daily occurrence, Steve always flirted with you. You narrow your eyes at him and turn your b ack on him, deciding not to entertain him. “Oh come on, sweetheart” the pet name goes straight to your core but you still ignore him. “You know Eddie’s probably swimming in a pool of groupies right now” he laughs, clearly joking to get a reaction out of you.

You freeze, his words should hurt you, a lot of people have been making comments about Eddie’s hypothetical cheating with fans. But it doesn’t, although you could really use an excuse to snap at someone right now.

“Steve, aren’t your parents like super rich ?” you ask turning to face him again

“What ?” he asks back dumbfounded

“Yeah, I mean I know you’re too dumb for college but can’t your parents at least write a check to a descent university to get you in ?”

“Excuse m-“

“Or at least get you decent job ?” you cut him off happy with the dumb look on his face “Or maybe they don’t care enough that’s why I and all of the female population in Hawkins have to endure your pathetic attempts at flirting. It’s sad really, can’t get into college, can’t get a girlfriend that won’t cheat on you, can’t make any friends over the age of 14.” you pout before letting out a laugh

No words come out of his mouth, his cheeks are red and eyes wide. Satisfied with his reaction, you smile and leave the store, guess you’ll have to dig in your own VHS collection for a while. You know mentioning Nancy Wheeler was a low blow but you could’ve been a lot meaner.

“Hey what the hell is wrong with you ?” a raspy voice calls you out before you get in the van

“Hi Robin.” you reply turning back to face her

“Why did you say all this mean shit to Steve ?”

You just roll your eyes and scoff in response.

“No seriously what is wrong with you ? I don’t remember you being mean, like ever.” She adds softly

“Then you haven’t been paying attention Buckley.” You roll your eyes at her

“I think I know enough about you to know that something’s off !”

“ But you don’t know me Robin ! You think you do because we fucked that one time, please !” you exclaim loudly. Robin looks around freaking out about someone hearing you. “You didn’t even bother calling me after and now you want to pretend like we’re friends ?” you didn’t call her either but you keep talking before she has a chance to point that out “My mother has cancer.” You deadpan

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry I didn’t-“

“I had to give up college to take care of her” you cut her off “And the only person that loves and cares for me left. So yes something is wrong with me and I won’t allow your ‘best friend’ to talk shit about Eddie ! You’re aware that he would fuck you at the first opportunity if you’d let him right ? I bet he already tried.” You spit out. Robin looks down but you can see tears forming in her eyes from where you stand. You frown, she doesn’t deserve this, shit.

“Hey, I’m sorry Robin I didn’t mean that” you tell her softly

“S’ okay” she sniffs

“I’m really sorry but I just had some really bad news concerning my mom’s health and took it out on you guys.” You sigh “I’ll apologize to Steve tomorrow, again I’m really sorry Robin.” You have no intention to apologize to him, for now.

“I’m sorry too” she says before walking back to the store.

Great you think, now everyone in town will know about your mother being sick, you do NOT need their pity.

You park in front of your trailer and see your mom eyeing you from one of the windows. You huff not ready to deal with her attitude now.

“What took you so long ?” she questions you as soon as you walk in

You roll your eyes and don’t respond, she’s been picking up fights with you every day for weeks now.

“I asked you a question !” she insists following you

“Why the fuck do you care ?”

“I’m your mother I’m allowed to know what you’re doing and do not speak to me like this !”

“My mother” you snort “Since when ?” you turn around to face her

“I raised you !” she screams in your face

“ You raised me ?” you repeat in disbelief “I raised me while you were too busy cooking and cleaning for your husband to take care of me”

“I’m not going to apologize for being a good wife !”

You huff “No but you should apologize for babying a grown ass man instead of your own daughter !”

“I was a good wife and I take pride in it. You can’t use that against me.”

“Yeah ? Look where that got you” you spit out looking her up and down in disdain

“It’s all a part of God’s plan and you know it, everything will come around you’ll see” she tells you with a hopeful smile on her face

You look at her expression and want to rip that smile off of her face, you want to rip her entire skin off of it actually but instead you cut her off when she starts talking about her precious God again.

“SHUT THE FUCK UP ! It’s a part God’s plan to ruin MY FUCKING LIFE ?” you shout “I had a plan, I had a boyfriend, a career to look forward to and now I have to take care of you when you never even bothered to take care of me ! I’m all alone with no future and stuck here with YOU” tears form in your eyes as your words sink in.

Your mother falls on the couch in exhaustion and you scoff.

“It’s not my fault I got sick.”

“No ? Then who’s fault is it ? GOD ?” you yell

“Don’t speak about Him like this ! You know, if you were a good Christian you’d be proud to take care of me.”

“Guess I’m not a good Christian then” you roll your eyes

“I pray every day for things to get better, I’ll pray for your soul now too.”

“Don’t bother.”

You jump at the sound of the phone ringing, dread fills your body. It’s probably Eddie and you’ll have to tell him that you can’t visit him anymore.

“Hello” You pick up the phone

“Hey sweetheart, how are you ?” Eddie’s voice fills the phone receiver and you melt inside

“I’m ok baby, what about you ? Please tell me everything”

“I’m great baby, the last show was amazing but we’ve been on the road for two whole days so I couldn’t call you” you can hear the pout in his voice “I missed you sweetheart.”

“I missed you too Eddie” tears are forming in your eyes again “so much” you add, your voice shaking.

“Hey, what’s wrong sweetheart ?”

“My mom has this new treatment that I have to pay for and I won’t be able to visit you in LA” you let out crying

“Oh baby it’s okay, I’ll see you soon I promise. Your mom’s health is more important right now we have our whole life to spend together, what’s a few more months ?” his comforting words do nothing to calm your sobs

“But I worked so hard to put that much money aside to come see you. I miss you so much, you have no idea”

“I know baby, I miss you too.”

“Do you know if Wayne was able to take some time off to come see you too ?” you ask him between sobs

“Yes he is actually, at first he told me he couldn’t afford it but the production team of the tour told me they’ll pay for his plane tickets and hotel room.”

You stay silent, your sobs stopping instantly at the news.

“But hey ! Maybe I can ask them to pay for yours as well ? I don’t think they’ll say yes since the offer only stands for family members but I can try !”

You grip the phone in your hand as you try to remain calm.

“Technically you’re my future wife so that has to count as family ! But I still don’t think they’ll allow me to fly another person. You know what I’m going to call Wayne right now and tell him you’re taking his place, I don’t care what they say-“

“Eddie, shut the fuck up” you say harshly cutting off his nervous ramble

After a few seconds he speaks up again “Sweetheart, are you okay ?”

“I’m fine. It’s fine. Wayne can go.”

“Are… Are you sure ?”

“Yes you’re right, I’m young and we have our whole life ahead of us, I have plenty of time to come and see you play. Wayne can go.”

“Sweetheart-“

“You know what it’s better this way” you cut him off again “At least I won’t have to leave my mother with some stranger” like you cared about that “And when I’ll see you perform it will be for your own tour not someone else’s.”

“Hum wow ok. Thanks, I guess ?” Eddie huffs in disbelief, you’ve never snapped at him like this before and you can hear the pain in his voice.

“I didn’t mean it like that Eds it’s just… I had a really bad day.” You sigh, when he doesn’t answer you add “And I believe in you Eddie, you’re a star, I know you’ll make it and you’ll be able to make any demands you want to your production team.”

“Thank you baby, I’m sorry but I have to go. I’ll talk to you soon.” He sounds a bit angry

“Oh okay…” your voice cracks up at the idea of him being angry with you

“I’m sorry you had a bad day, I wish I was there for you” his voice softens at your tone. You can hear Gareth in the back telling him to hurry up “Shut up dude !” Eddie says to him and you giggle at their banter, happy that his anger wasn’t directed towards you after all “I love you Sweetheart, more than anything I promise I’ll see you soon.”

“I love you too Eddie.”

“I can’t wait to marry you”

“Oh baby…” you tear up again “I can’t wait to begin our life together.”

“I love you, bye.”

“Bye”

You hang up the phone and dry your tears, when you turn around you see your mother staring at the tv from the couch, just the sight of her makes you angry again but you have to get ready for your shift at the diner so you leave the room without a word, at least you don’t have to jerk off some dudes in the back of the van anymore, fuck it if you can’t pay for her treatment.

“What’s for dinner ?” your mother asks you when you walk back in the living room in your uniform

“I don’t know I have to work, figure it out.” You shrug

She looks up at you and stares at your puffy red eyes “Why are you crying ?” she asks you with no ounce of sympathy in her voice

“I’m not” you reply defensively

“Then why were you crying ?”

“I wasn’t.”

“Did you boyfriend confess he cheated on you with one of his groupies ?”

Your clench your jaw at her words, why is everyone so obsessed with Eddie cheating on you ?

“No I had to tell him I couldn’t visit him since I have to use my money to pay for your treatment.”

“That’s not something to cry about, you ungrateful brat.”

“What am I supposed to be grateful for stupid bitch ?” you mutter under your breath

“Hey ! STOP TREATING ME LIKE I’M A BURDEN !” She yells at you

“SO STOP BEING ONE !” you yell back loudly looking into her eyes

You see her eyes widen in fear.

A few seconds pass and your mother is still frozen in place so you decide to change the subject.

“Hey mom, I’ve been thinking about something while I was getting ready.” You tell her in a completely different tone

She hums too shaken up to use her voice.

“Steve Harrington is really rich right ? And he’s been hitting on me a lot lately, maybe he can help us.”

“What ?” she asks confused

“Yeah, I could date him and get him to help us ?”

“What about Eddie ?”

“What about Eddie ?” you repeat back in a harsh tone your eyes growing cold again

“I… You … He’s your boyf-“ she stutters

“Eddie loves me” you cut her off “And I love him.” You state nodding you head. “He’ll forgive me, just like I’ll forgive him if he slept with other people on his tour.”

“What if he didn’t ?”

Your face falls in an angry scowl at this, everyone has been planting this idea in your head but now you’re the bad guy ? You had needs too, fuck you’ve been touching yourself every night since Eddie left, you miss him, you miss sex and affection with someone… anyone. Steve is attractive and before today you always welcomed his flirting with opened arms, you need the attention, you need someone to take care of you for once. You sigh loudly.

“There’s leftover pizza in the fridge, I was going to eat it myself after my shift but I’ll just pick something up from the restaurant. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

You don’t wait for her to respond to get out of the trailer. You see Wayne smoking a cigarette looking in your direction when you get out so you wave and smile at him before getting in the van. Apart from Eddie, Wayne is the only person you like in this town, he’s more of a parental figure to you than your mother or her ex-husband ever was and ever will be. He smiles back at you but you can see the worried look in his eyes even from where you stand, maybe he heard you and your mother arguing, fuck.

The next day after dropping your mother to chemo therapy you decide to go to Family Video. Steve doesn’t say anything when you walk in, it feels weird.

“Hey Steve” you tell him standing in front of the counter

“What can I do for you ?” he asks his usual chipper tone gone

“Accept my apologies ?” you ask back with a smile “I’m really sorry Steve, I was in a really bad mood yesterday and your joke about Eddie pissed me off… I didn’t mean anything I said I promise. I’m sorry.”

He sighs “Yeah Robin told me about your mother, sorry about that, it must suck.”

You stop yourself from rolling your eyes, you knew Robin would run her mouth.

“Yeah it does suck” you reply

“I mean having to stay here and take care of her, Jesus I get why you’re so upset now”

Your eyes light up, you weren’t expecting anyone to ever say that, especially not good boy Steve Harrington. People would call you selfish if you said that out loud, but not him apparently. You smile sincerely for the first time in forever and Steve blushes at your expression.

“Well since we’re all good now, what movie do you want to rent out today ? Sixteen Candles again ?” he smirks at you

“Hum no” you blush “I’m done with romantic comedies for now, I’d like something different”

“What do you feel like watching ? Action ? Sci-Fi ? Horror ?”

You shake your head “I don’t know, I just want to feel something and romantic movies aren’t doing it for me anymore.”

“Follow me” he instructs you

You follow him in another room separated by black curtains. The light was dimmed and the shelves full of naked women. You never even thought about this place having porn available to rent.

“That is different…” you tell Steve smiling

“Will that do it for you ?” he asks in a low voice and you feel your core throb a little

“I don’t know…” you blush again “I’ve never watched it.” You lie

“First time for everything ! Here may I suggest you a classic : Deep Throat” he hands you the box

“There are classics in porn ?” you laugh taking the box to read the synopsis “Hm I don’t know, are there any movies that aren’t all about men’s pleasure ?”

“Well in this movie her clit is in her throat so deep throating is how she gets orgasms !”

“Yes Steve, I can read but I don’t know” you shrug, you take a look around while Steve puts Deep Throat back on it’s shelf and your eyes land on a cover of two topless women kissing each other. “Ok I made my choice” you tell him showing him the box.

“Huh interesting, I haven’t seen this one.”

“Why isn’t that surprising ?” you tease him

Steve laughs and looks down at you ready to retort but you’re so close to him he ends up staring at your lips instead.

“Can I ask you something ?” you question him biting your bottom lip

“Anything”

“Can you watch it with me please ?”

This is how you end up in the back room after Steve closed the front door of the store ready to watch your ‘first’ porn. There’s almost no plot, thankfully but it was an interesting experience… The movie sucked but you could tell Steve was getting turned on by it.

“Do you like it ?” he asks you turning to face you and see you were already looking at him

“Yeah I do.” You reply staring at his lips and this time you lean in to kiss him.

He’s surprised at first but melts into it instantly, this poor boy was as touch starved as you were. You grab the back of his head to deepen the kiss and tangle your hand in his hair, they were too soft, straight and perfect but it’ll have to do for now. You both separate to catch your breath, his lips are so soft and his eyes aren’t the perfect brown you love so much but they’re still pretty. You bite your lip at his disheveled state, and kiss him again with more force.

You somehow end up on the floor on top of him, you rub your clothed pussy against his hard on. It was so dirty, you dry humping Steve Harrington on the dirty floor of Family Video even though you were engaged to the love of your life, but fuck Eddie right now he should’ve kidnapped you and married you on the road of his tour like a true Rockstar, he should’ve killed everyone and everything standing in your way. Images of Eddie covered in blood demanding you to marry him fill your head. You close your eyes and picture him under you, in a tuxedo covered in blood and calling you his wife. You could almost feel him putting his bloody fingers in your mouth murmuring that you’re his good girl when you suck on them. You want to kiss him smearing a mixture of blood and saliva all over your lips. But really you’re kissing Steve’s mouth and moan into the kiss when you feel yourself cum on top of him.

“Did you just cum ?”

“Yes” you answer out of breath “Fuck, please fuck me, I need to cum again, I need you.”

“You’re so hot” he tells you before kissing you hard, he flips you over so you’re on your back and takes off your jeans and underwear at the same time, he barely get his cock out of his jeans before pressing it against your core “are you ready ?”

“Yes please fuck me, I want to feel you” you whimper

He penetrates you slowly, his eyes rolling back at the feeling of your wet pussy, you moan loudly your pussy still sensitive for your previous orgasm.

“Shh baby what if someone hears us” Steve hushes you

“I don’t care, please move.” You whine

He picks up a fast pace quickly making you a moaning whimpering mess, it feels so good but fuck you feel so guilty, you start playing with your skull ring absent mindedly but a harsh thrust against your g spot short circuits your brain.

“Oh fuck right there” you moan out

He keeps hitting that spot but it’s not enough so you start circling your clit with your fingers like Eddie would and you feel yourself clenching around him.

“I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that” Steve warns you

“It’s ok, I want you to cum. Please cum inside me” you beg him

“Oh fuck” he grunts

The feeling of Steve shooting his cum inside of you triggers your own orgasm. Your pussy clenches around him and milks him completely dry. His head falls in the crook of your neck, you tangle your hand in his hair and scratch his skull, the feeling of his straight hair almost repels you.

“Thank you” you whisper to him softly

“For what ?” he asks still pressed against your neck catching his breath

“For accepting my apologies”

You feel him chuckle against you.

“Fuck baby, you can apologize to me like this anytime you want.” You giggle at his remark and roll your eyes.

You pick up your mother in a better mood than when you dropped her off, if she notices she doesn’t say anything. Or so you thought because as soon as you get home she starts questioning you about your sudden good mood. But you don’t answer, too busy remembering Steve’s touches on you, it was wrong but his touches were exactly what you needed to survive life at the moment. You hear your mother grumble about you being a whore but you pay her no mind and get ready for your shift.

Eddie doesn’t call that day or the day after. He doesn’t call for weeks and you miss him but this time, Steve is here to distract you.

Finally you had your day off and you were excited to see Steve, he has a morning shift and then he’ll be able to spend the whole afternoon with you, your mother’s new treatment was making her sleep all day so she won’t bother you. You start cleaning up the trailer since you’re inviting him over for the first time. You were about to take the trash out when the sight of Wayne getting his bags in his truck stops you in your track, you stare at him through the window. You completely forgot today was the day you were supposed to see Eddie, the trash bag falls off of your hand.

Wayne gets to see Eddie in a few hours while you’re stuck here cleaning your shitty trailer in a town you hate. Your breathing picks up and your eyes water. It’s not fair. Why does he get to leave and you have to stay here ? You clench your fists and feel your nails digging in your skin, you blink as more tears pool in your eyes, you’re shaking and you feel like you can’t breathe anymore, just as you were about to pass out from the lack of oxygen the sound of a police siren in the distance makes you jump. You take a deep breath and unclench your fists, you can feel blood running between your fingers but you pay it no mind, still staring at Wayne. He sees you looking at him and waves at you, you panic when you see him approach your trailer so you quickly pick up the trash bag again and run outside.

“Hey Sweetie, how are you doing ?” Wayne asks you with a kind tone

“Hey Wayne, I’m ok what about you ? Excited to visit Eddie ?” you do your best to appear excited for him but fail miserably

“That I am ! It’s too bad you can’t come” he sincerely replies

“Yeah…” you throw away your trash and turn back to him “It’s ok I’ll see him soon”

“Well he wanted me to tell you that he tried to get the production team to pay for your plane tickets but they said no and he’s sorry”

“You talked to him recently ?” you frown

“Yeah, he kept bugging me about you and asking why you wouldn’t pick up your phone but I told him I’ve barely seen you these days, I tried to ask your mom about your work schedule but she said she didn’t know it.”

“She knows my schedule, it’s on the fridge” you state

“Oh ?” Wayne scratches his head awkwardly “Well, she seemed kind of off maybe it’s her meds ?” he offers in comfort

“Yeah… But wait, he called me ? I never heard the phone ring, I was waiting every day for him to call.” That’s not entirely true but you’re always near the phone when you’re home.

“Maybe you were at work” Wayne concludes

“Maybe” you wipe your forehead in thought and Wayne’s eyes widen at sight of blood

“What happened Sweetie ?” he questions grabbing your hands softly

“Oh it’s nothing” you pull your hands back quickly to wipe them against your overalls “I was just cleaning and cut myself doing the dishes”

Wayne frowns at you, he saw the crescent moon shape cuts inside your palms but decides against saying anything for now.

“Well make sure to take care of it okay ? Do you have anything you want me to say to Eddie ?”

Your eyes widen as you remember something “Wait here I have something for him, I’ll be quick.” You run back into your trailer and grab a small item from your nightstand, you eye your kitchen knife on the way out but shake the awful thought out of your head. Wayne is still waiting outside for you patiently when you walk back out. “Here” you hand him a small box containing a black ring with your future initials on it “Since I didn’t have the time to get him one before he left, I would have liked to give it to him myself but…” you shrug sadly “See I put an M for Munson next to my initial” you point out to him

Wayne hugs you and assures you he’ll give it to him the second he sees him.

“Please tell him I love him”

“Of course I will, and he’ll love the ring.” He smiles down at you

He leaves shortly after this, you wait for his car to leave the trailer park to let the smile on your lips fall. You run back inside and check your house phone and just as you suspected the cord was neatly cut. Your breathing picks up again.

“MOM!” you yell

No response, you barge into her room and shake her sleeping form. “WAKE UP YOU PIECE OF SHIT” you scream

Her eyes start to open and you slap her with all you have to get her to wake up.

“What the fuck ?” she exclaims in panic

“Why did you cut he phone cord ? Why didn’t you want me to speak to him ? You know I love him, why did you do it ?” you question her crying

“Get your hands off me !” she pushes you back

“Are you jealous of me and him, is that why you did it ?” you continue

She scoffs “Jealous of what ?”

“Of our love !”

“Oh please, he left you ! He left you like they always do, I was doing you a favor you stupid slut !”

You’re taken aback by her insult “Eddie loves me and I’m not a slut I’m almost married !” you exclaim showing your ring

“Right, everyone in town knows you’ve been offering your services for money” she lets out with a sadistic smirk on her face

“I only did that to pay for my plane tickets and your nurse” you retort unashamed

“And I don’t know who you’ve been seeing lately but I can tell you’ve been sleeping with another man, it’s written all over you” she spits out

“I’ve been doing this for YOU !”

“Please” she scoffs

“I jerked those guys off to be able to see Eddie and guess what ? Instead I had to pay for your stupid treatment that’s not doing shit !”

She offers you a disgusted look but you don’t care.

“And I’ve been sleeping with Steve Harrington so he could get his parents to help us with the bills” you lie through your teeth

She laughs “Like you care about me, all you care about is yourself ! You’re a selfish monster, you’ve always been selfish since the day you were born ! You try to pretend that you care but I know it’s been eating you up inside having to stay here with me instead of going on the road with your satanic boyfriend ! And you know what ? I’m glad I got sick because now you’re stuck here with me, maybe that’ll give you a lesson on being a good Christian. Maybe you’ll stop thinking you’re better than me, better than this town, better than this life !”

“I HATE YOU” you yell at her

“You’ll end up just like me. Get that in that thick little skull of your-“ she’s cut off by a sharp pain, she looks down to see a knife planted in her chest, her eyes widen as she sees it’s your hand holding it. She looks up at you again to see your face red in anger staring right at her “I knew it” she lets out slowly feeling the life slipping out of her. You take the knife out and watch her fall to her knees in pain. “I knew you were a monster, saw it in your eyes the other day”

You scream at her words and stab her again “I WILL NOT BE STUCK HERE WITH YOU ANYMORE” you yell as you continue to stab her. ”I’M NOT STAYING IN THIS TOWN” you cry out loudly

You let out a sigh and stare at her body on the floor bleeding out rapidly. Shit, what are you supposed to do with her now ? Steve is supposed to come over later you can’t have a dead body lying around. You drag her body across the floor and throw it back on the bed, covering it with lots of covers to hide the blood. You close her blinds and shut the door behind you hoping it won’t start smelling bad too soon. You look down at your overalls, sad that you have to get rid of them now.

You proceed to get ready for your date with Steve, finishing cleaning the trailer and yourself. You jump off from the couch excitedly when you hear his BMW parking in front of your place.

“Steve !” you exclaim jumping in his arms as soon as he gets out of his car, it’s not like you care about anyone seeing you since Wayne left this morning.

“Hey baby, I’m happy to see you too” Steve giggles closing his arms around you

“Come with me” you grab his hand and pull him inside

You kiss him hard when you close the door, adrenaline pumping through your body.

“Please, fuck me right now” you beg against his lips

“What about your mom ?” Steve asks in between kisses

“She’s sleeping, don’t worry”

He picks you up and pushes you against the door, you close your legs around his waist and moan when you feel his hard on pressing against your clit.

“You look so pretty in this dress” he compliments you

“Want you to fuck me in it please” you whine

“Fuck, yeah I can do that baby” he grunts

He rips your lacy underwear off you and you moan at the action, you help him get his cock out of his unzipped fly and guide him to your pussy. You moan in unison when he penetrates you.

“I missed you baby” he whines against your chest

“Missed you too, so much”

He picks up his pace and you close your eyes at the intensity, you forget where you are, what you’ve done and what’s hiding somewhere under the covers. But you don’t forget about Eddie. You open your eyes and see him walking towards you, shaking his head in disappointment. _“I thought you were a good girl” _you whine when you hear his voice _“But you’re just a dirty fucking slut, aren’t you ? You can’t wait for me to come home so you fuck the first pretty boy that flirts with you, uh ?” he tsked at you and continues “Such a cock hungry little whore, let see how much you can really take baby. Can you take the both of us ?” _You moan louder and feel your orgasm approaching quickly.

“Fuck Sweetheart, I’m gonna cum.” You hear Steve say

You open your eyes, realizing they were closed the entire time. Eddie wasn’t here but you can still hear his voice in your head, threatening to punish you.

“Cum please, I want to feel you” you whimper out your eyes fluttering shut again in hope to see Eddie again.

You both cum after a few more thrusts, you want to scream Eddie’s name but you bite your tongue instead. After a few seconds, you open your eyes slowly and jump as you see your mother standing behind Steve looking at you.

“What is it baby ?” Steve asks you

You shake your head, once your brain is less cloudy you stare at the spot where you saw your mother and see that she’s gone.

“Nothing, aftershocks” you smile down at him and peck his nose

“You’re so cute” he sighs looking at you

“You’re not too bad yourself Harrington.”

Steve spends the whole evening and night with you, not even questioning why your mother hasn’t come out of her room yet. You guess spending hours in your bed fucking you made him dizzy enough to forget about her altogether.

You wake up the next morning cuddled against him, it was nice and warm you didn’t want to leave. But you have to get up and buy a new phone cord today and have your evening shift at the diner. Although you could afford missing one shift since you didn’t have to pay for your mother’s bills anymore.

“I want to stay here all day.” You murmur half asleep

“Me too” you hear Steve reply and smile

So you cuddle against him some more and fall back asleep. You both miss work that day.

That night when he’s slowly fucking you into your mattress you hear him whisper “I love you” against you ear. You smile, but tears fall down on your cheeks. Steve kisses your tears away and kisses you deeply making you moan against his mouth. “What’s the matter baby ?” he asks looking down at you. You shake your head as if to say ‘nothing’ so he kisses you again. He puts his forehead against yours “I love you” he repeats looking into your eyes.

“I love you too” you reply choking back a sob

Steve smiles at you triumphantly and picks up his pace. You don’t cum with him this time.

You lie awake while Steve sleeps soundly next to you. Did you love Steve ? He was sweet, handsome and he loved you. But he’s not Eddie. You sigh a shaky breath and close your eyes in hope to find some peace in your slumber, but you weren’t that lucky. A million scenarios goes through your head, Eddie killing Steve when he finds out and breaking up with you, leaving Hawkins and you behind to live his dream life. Then Steve killing Eddie, you killing Steve and ending up all alone. Then Steve and Eddie killing you because you weren’t loyal enough to make a good wife, this one hurt the most. But then another scenario comes, what if Steve and Eddie accepted each other and you ? You three could be the happiest you’ve ever been, with Steve’s money, Eddie’s talent and yours, your future would be bright. You’d have the chance to be with two handsome men, sleep with them, love them and they’d love each other too. You know Eddie is attracted to men and you accept him for who he is, and something’s telling you that Steve’s need to prove himself as a lady’s man was there for a reason. This scenario takes over your whole brain, giving you the illusion of being real. This is what your future looks like.

The next morning you wake up with a smile on your face. You wake Steve up with breakfast in bed and a kiss on the cheek.

“What do you have planned for today ?” Steve asks you sipping on his coffee

“Well I need to go to work but I’m not sure about my schedule for today so I have to call them. Oh that reminds me I need to buy a new phone cord ! Mine broke on accident that’s why I haven’t heard from Eddie in so long.” You babble “What about you ?”

“I start work at 2pm so I can go to the store with you if you want. What are you going to tell Eddie ?” he asks trying to sound casual

“I don’t know” you shrug “We haven’t talked about being bringing other people in our relationship, why would we ?” you laugh “So I don’t know how to bring that up.”

Steve stays silent with a confused look on his face.

“Maybe we can wait for him to finish the tour and we can talk to him together ! He’ll crack in a second when he’ll see your cute puppy dog eyes.” You giggle

“Wait, are you serious ?”

Your face falls at his question.

Steve scoffs “You think I want to be with you and Eddie ?” he questions

“Well it’s that or nothing. You know I love him.” You frown in confusion, you were sure he’d be okay with it.

“You told me you loved me !” he exclaims

“I do ! But I love him more, he’s the love of my life.”

“You cheated on the so called ‘love of your life’. Multiple times !” he states angrily

“He’ll understand” you shrug “He loves me and you said it yourself he’s probably fucking with a bunch of other people right now ! And I forgive him !”

“You’re a fool !” Steve says getting up to get dressed

“Where are you going ?” you ask with a pout

“Home.”

“You said you were going to the store with me”

“And now I’m going home.”

“You can’t leave me alone”

“You’re not alone, your mother is here. By the way where is she ? Are you sure she’s okay ?” he frowns in thought

You scoff “Now you’re asking questions about her ? Jesus.”

Steve just shakes his head and goes for your bedroom door but you step in front of him to stop him.

“Let me go.” He says sternly

“NO ! You’re not leaving. Why are you trying to leave ?” you shout

He’s surprised at your tone at first but anger takes over pretty quickly “Because I don’t want to be yours and your boyfriend’s toyboy, Jesus !” he screams back “Who the fuck do you take me for ? You think you can use me, fuck me like that and look me in the eyes and call another man the love of your life ?”

“You didn’t mind it before.” You point out dryly

“Move out of the way.”

“No you’re not leaving me ! You said you loved me, you can’t leave too !” you raise your voice again

“I do love you-”

“Then why are you leaving me ?” you cut him off sobbing hysterically

“You’re scaring me, calm down.” Steve moves to touch your shoulders but you push him off

“Stop lying ! If you loved me you wouldn’t do this to me, everyone keeps leaving me behind why are you doing this to me ?” you sob more

He whispers your name “I can’t be in a relationship involving another man. That’s not who I am” he tries to remain calm to not fuel your fire more than he already did

“Right” you scoff “Then why were you so eager to fuck me then ? You never even called me by my name before just ‘Eddie’s girl’. I noticed the way you looked at him when we used to come in together to rent a movie. You can keep lying to yourself about it but not to me. You like him.”

Steve is at loss for words and you see him clenching his fists.

“What are you going to hit me now too ? Will that make you feel more like a man ?”

“Stop it” he hisses

“Fucking me wasn’t enough to prove to yourself that you’re not a just big fucking faggot huh ?!”

Steve throws his breakfast tray across your room at your words.

You scoff “pussy” and leave your room Steve following close behind.

“Don’t say shit like that to me !” He grabs your arm to make you face him

“What are you going to do about it ?” you challenge him the thrill you felt a couple of days ago coming back. You can see the gears turning in his head, he wants to hit you, he really does but won’t do it. He sighs and makes a move to let you go but you slap him, his face turns and you see him clench his jaw before he slaps you back. He hits you with so much force that you almost fall to the ground. Your right ear is ringing but you hear him mutter “fuck this” and grab his car keys. Before you can think you grab the pan you used to make his bacon and hit him in the head from behind.

“You’re not leaving me !” you scream in rage

He falls on the ground unconscious.

“Fuck no no no no no no” you panic and check his pulse, you sigh in relief when you feel it.

But you can’t take him to the hospital he might press charges so you decide to wait for him to wake up and make things better before taking him to a doctor. You drag him back to your bedroom but he’s too heavy for you to be able to throw him on the bed so you let him lay on the floor.

You come back from a shower and Steve is still unconscious, you sigh and lay with him on the floor after getting dressed.

Hours later you feel him move against you, waking you up from a nap.

“Steve !” you exclaim

You hear him mutter your name softly and you smile at the sound.

“Yes Steve it’s me, are you okay ? How’s your head ?”

“Where am I ?” his words are slurred

“You’re in my room, remember we got into a fight earlier ? You slapped me but it’s okay I forgive you Steve, I’m sorry too.”

He says your name again and you smile caressing his cheek softly with your thumb. You feel a tear fall against your finger and frown.

“Why are you crying, what’s wrong ? Is it your head ? I’ll get you some ice !” you stand up but stop in your tracks when you hear him speak again

“I wish I never met you” he mutters

“What ?” you sit down next to him again

“I wish I never met you, you’re insane” he speaks up again louder

“You don’t mean that” you shake your head tearing up at his harsh words

“You’re insane fuck” he tries to get up but fails he looks up at you with a pleading look and you smile at his cute puppy dog eyes

“There’s my sweet boy” you whisper caressing his cheek again

“Don’t touch me” he spits out

“Steve it’s me you’re fine, I love you” you tell him

“You don’t love me, you’re fucking insane let me out of here” he tries to get up again but realizes that his legs and wrists are tied up “Fuck, HELP !!! HELP ME” he yells at the top of his lungs but you slap your hand against his mouth

“Shut up” you hiss. Steve still tries to yell, you roll your eyes at the pathetic muffled sounds and take out the knife you hid under your bed and press it against his neck “Knock it off.” You say with a harsh tone. He shuts up immediately looking terrified. “So you fuck me, tell me you love me and now you’re telling me you wish you never met me ? You’re sending me really mixed signals here Harrington.” You take your hand off his mouth but keep the knife pressed firmly against him.

“Please, let me go. I didn’t mean it ok ? I love you, I’ll be with Eddie too fuck I’ll have sex with him. I’ll do anything.” He pleads

“Yeah like you need my permission to do that” you roll your eyes

“I love you, please don’t kill me” he begs some more

You look into his eyes while he continues to tell you he loves you and begs you not to kill him.

“No you don’t.” you realize “You don’t love me. But thank you for making me feel like you do, I really needed that.” you smile sadly

Steve’s eyes widen before you slit his throat. You look him in the eyes as you watch the life leave his body through your blurry vision. You fall and cry ugly sobs against his body, you’re really gonna miss him.

You don’t leave his side until the next day, you cried some more when you saw a white veil forming in his beautiful brown eyes. At one point you decide you can’t take the sight of him like this anymore his body was becoming more rigid and turning a different color. You go through his pockets and fish out his wallet, no cash, fuck. But there’s a fancy looking credit card you decide to take with you just in case. As you’re about to put his wallet back in his pocket a small polaroid of him and Robin fall out of it. You feel guilty at the sight of Robin looking so happy next to her best friend, she’ll never get to see him ever again… So you rip the polaroid in pieces, you do not need to wallow in guilt and pity right now. You get up to leave your room but turn back around to look at him. “I won’t be long, I promise. See you later” you tell him softly.

As you leave your room you smell the putrid odor coming from your mother’s bedroom. You really have no idea what to do now nor where to go, until you remember Eddie’s trailer was empty and he gave a spare key months ago, you left them in the van’s glove box.

The familiar scent of Eddie and Wayne’s trailer fills your senses and a warm feeling spreads through your body, like going home after a long vacation. You take a quick shower to get rid of the smell of Steve’s skin on you and walk into Eddie’s bedroom, you put one of his beloved hellfire club shirt on and some boxers before slipping into his comfortable bed.

“I miss you Eddie” you say out loud starring at the skull ring on your finger.

You stay in his bed for endless hours trying to feel his presence but as much as you loved his room, without Eddie it really wasn’t bringing much comfort anymore. You sigh and look at the clock on his nightstand, 5am. You really need to find a way to get rid of the bodies at your place before the smell starts to get noticed by your neighbors. You wander around in his trailer brainstorming until you finally find the yellow pages, you flip through them trying to find a store where you can buy hunting and fishing gears since you can’t go in town to purchase any of that, people would get suspicious. You find a place a few towns over : The War Zone. You take off Eddie’s shirt and put your dress back on, it’s not ideal to go shopping to an army surplus store but maybe it’ll make you look more innocent and you don’t feel like going back to your trailer to get changed. When you put his neatly folded shirt back in his dresser you notice something shining under an old pair of pajama pants, you take it in your hand and frown at the sight of a hunting knife. You’ve never seen it before.

At the War Zone you get tarps, knives, an axe, ropes and a Winchester Model 1200 shotgun. At the register the cashier eyes you up and down with a perverted look on his face.

“Why do you need all that for, pretty girl ?” he asks

“My husband likes to hunt.” You reply with a forced smile

“And where’s your husband ?” he questions raising his eyebrows

You clench your fists at his question. “At work.” You reply sternly, losing your patience

He hums and rings you up. You let out a small sigh of relief and unclench your fists, you were starting to bleed again.

“That’ll be 186$ ma’am”

“Here” you hand him Steve’s credit card and sigh in relief again when the card doesn’t get declined.

“Have a nice day Mrs Harrington” the cashier smirks at you handing you your bags and the credit card back.

“T-thanks” you stutter.

You leave the store as calmly as possible and drive off slowly. You’re dreading going back to Hawkins, you’re truly alone now, broke and no shoulders to cry on. You dry your tears and take several stops on the way back to calm your sobbing.

You arrive at Forest Hills in the afternoon, you don’t even dare to look in the direction of your trailer. You pick up your bags and walk slowly to your front step dreading the feeling of entering such an empty, dead place. You don’t even notice that your front door is unlocked when you open it. You walk in and set your heavy bags down immediately, you jump at the noise of someone’s heavy breathing. You snap your head towards the noise and find him. Eddie, Eddie is here standing in your bedroom’s door frame staring at Steve’s lifeless body, you take a quick glance at your mother’s bedroom and notice it’s open as well. But you don’t care because Eddie is here !

“Eddie” you say almost not believing the sight in front of you. He turns around to look at you with an unrecognizable look on his face. “I’m so happy you’re home” you smile widely at him.

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Eddie fell in love with you the first time he saw you, back when he had buzzed hair and you had just joined the cheerleading squad. He could tell you didn’t really care for it but he was grateful he got to see you in a short skirt on a daily basis for the next few years. Until you quit. At first he thought it was because your “friends” found out about your new living situation but the more he observed you the more it looked like you were ghosting them and not the other way around. He felt your heavy stare on him in the lunch room every day and in every class you shared, he ran into you a lot more than usual and he asked himself if you weren’t stalking him. The idea didn’t freak him out as much as it should, that’s why he was so reserved to talk to you after you moved to Forest Hills. Because truth be told Eddie has been hiding a lot of secrets of his own for the past few years and he was trying really hard to burry those secrets deep deep down.

Eddie liked to think he was a good person but the obsession he’s had with you brought out the worst in him, it started with him figuring out your class schedule so he could see you in the halls as much as possible, then he followed you home that one time just to keep an eye on you and make sure you were safe since you got into a car full of boys. After finding out where you lived he would drive by your house at night to try to catch a glimpse of you from outside. One summer night he saw you walking out of your house really late, his first thought was that you were sneaking out to go to a party but you didn’t look like you were going to a party, you were wearing overalls with absolutely nothing underneath it, his cock jumped at the sight. You started walking in the direction of the woods with nothing but the clothes on your back and a plastic bag in your hand, he decided to follow you from a distance to make sure nothing bad happened to you.

Turns out you lived pretty close to shitty shore of Lover’s Lake, well it wasn’t that shitty just old and not maintained by the city, at least no one else but you came here apparently, it was the perfect place to escape. He had to stop himself from groaning when you took your overalls off to jump in the Lake, even from afar he heard you moan at the feeling of the water against your hot skin. Eddie couldn’t help it and took his cock out of the confines of his jeans and jerked off to the sight of you, you were floating on your back and he could almost see how hard your nipples were from the soft breeze of the lake. He blew his load pretty quickly and felt guilty for a short while, the feeling replaced by panic when he saw an alligator swimming your way, he started jogging towards you to warn you but you got out of the water before it could reach you. Eddie hid behind a tree instead of walking back to where he was, you were so close to him now he could hear you mutter something in your breath. He gasped when you pulled a dead cat from the plastic bag you were holding which made you turn around. Thankfully you didn’t see him hiding in the dark. You threw the dead cat in the water and watched the alligator eat it. What the fuck Eddie thought watching the scene unfold.

He stopped stalking you after this, not because you freaked him out but because you didn’t. Your behavior made more sense to him now, the way you acted towards your ‘friends’, the fact that you were the only girl who didn’t mind dissecting a frog in biology or your lack of remorse when you messed up a move in cheer practice causing one of your teammates to fall and break her leg. Eddie understood with perfect clarity who you were, and still loved you for it. That scared him. So he continued watching you but from a far distance. Sometimes he allowed himself to drive by your house when he had to run errands but he never stayed, not for long at least. He failed his first senior year on purpose so he could stay close to you. Turns out it was worth it because after all those years, you started to notice him and fell in love with him too ! Eddie has never felt so loved and accepted before, as much as Wayne loved him he knew he would never accept his dark side, that’s why he hid it so well from the world. But he knew your love for him was unconditional, he could feel it.

But when his miracle happened and fucking Slayer, one of the most metal bands ever asked for Corroded Coffin to be their opener he could tell you weren’t happy about it. Well you were happy about his dreams coming true, but not about him leaving. He saw the tears running down your face while you forced a smile when he hacked Hawkins High’s prep rally. And an awful thought crossed his mind, what if your mother died before he left ? Then you’d be able to come with him.

He wanted to feel bad for wishing for your mother’s death but he just didn’t. Selfishly Eddie hoped her cancer would kill her before the tour started, or maybe for you to snap and do it yourself ? Eddie knew you hated her, she ruined your life and he knew you had a dark side as well. But maybe you weren’t capable of murder, shit Eddie didn’t know if he was capable of it either. While you were at work he drove to the War Zone to purchase a gun but chickened out at the last minute and bought a hunting knife instead. On the way back he spotted a metal shop while he was getting gas in a small town, that’s where he saw the perfect ring for you and the idea of asking you to marry him was born.

He really tried to convince himself that killing your mother was a good idea, he’d do it for you, to free you. But he chickened out for the second time that day and hid his knife in one of his drawers. What a coward he thought to himself. Well he wasn’t 100% a coward since he still managed to propose to you that night. His heart almost burst out of his chest when you said yes. You guys made love all night.

“I love you so much sweetheart, you’re the love of my life” he whispered thrusting into you

“I love you too Eddie, fuck, I’d do anything for you” you said back tearing up at the intensity of the moment

“Anything ?” he questioned you while circling your clit slowly

“Fuck yes, I’d fucking kill for you Eddie” you moaned lost in the moment

Eddie almost blew his load at your words.

“You’re such a good girl, cum for me baby I know you want to. I want to feel you cum around me” he groaned and you obeyed instantly.

“Yes that’s it” he cooed helping you ride it out “You’re so good for me baby, I can’t wait to make you my wife” he said before emptying himself inside of you.

Leaving you was the hardest thing he ever did. And while his friends were fucking a bunch of people and going to parties after concerts, Eddie spent his nights talking to you or Wayne on the phone. He regretted not going through with killing your mother or kidnapping you and force you to leave her there, he knew you wouldn’t have minded so technically it wouldn’t really have been kidnapping. He dreaded the nights he was on the road and couldn’t talk to you, even more after you snapped at him on the phone the other day. He knew you didn’t mean it, you loved him but he was worried about your mental health. He got more worried when you stopped answering his phone calls, had something happened to you ? The worst scenarios were going through his mind, he was scared that after all those years of repressing your violent urges you’d snap and hurt yourself. He told Wayne he was worried about you but he reassured him telling him that if something bad happened to you everyone would have heard of it by now. But the more time he spent without talking to you the more it was eating him alive, maybe you’d found someone else ? Someone who wasn’t a coward like him.

When Wayne arrived in Los Angeles to visit him he was excited to see his uncle but couldn’t stop himself from asking about you the minute he saw him. Wayne gave Eddie the ring you got for him and delivered your message to him. Eddie teared up, heartbroken he didn’t get to see you.

“Look son, I think you were right about her.” Wayne told him wearing a worried expression

“Right about what ?” Eddie frowned

“I don’t think she’s doing well, I hear her arguing with her mother all the time and…” Wayne stopped not sure how to bring that up

“What is it ? Please tell me” Eddie begged

“When we talked earlier… her hands were bleeding so I asked her what happened and she made up a story about cutting herself on accident but… I think she did it to herself.”

“What do you mean ?”

“Clench your fists really hard for a sec and look at your palms” Wayne instructed him “Just do it son” he insisted when Eddie gave him a confused look in response.

Eddie clenched his fists for a few seconds and opened his palms.

“See those crescent moon shaped marks on your skin ?” Wayne asked

“Yeah that’s from my nails” Eddie stated still confused

“Well she had those but much deeper, to the point where she was bleeding. A lot.”

Eddie had to choke back a sob at this, he was right, you were hurting yourself. Fuck, all he wants is to wrap you in his arms right now and take you away from whatever was causing you all this pain.

“Also I think her mother did something to the phone that’s why you haven’t been able to reach her.” Wayne adds

“Did she tell you that ?” Eddie questioned

“She didn’t have to.”

His conversation with Wayne hunt him for days, he should’ve never left you. You need him and he needs you. After his concert he talked to his band and the crew to tell them he had to go home for a few days and they needed to find a new front man for a couple of dates. The news wasn’t received well but he didn’t care he needed to see you and take you away from this life, you deserved better.

Eddie jumped on the first plane he could find to Indianapolis and hotwired a car to drive to Hawkins even if he could’ve flied back to Hawkins with Wayne a couple of days later, but there was no way Eddie could stay behind and do nothing for much longer. He had this weird feeling that something horrible was going to happen to you. Maybe it already has. Either way he did his best to cover his tracks that’s why he opted for grand theft auto instead of renting a car.

He got out of the car the second he spotted your trailer, he banged on the door calling out your name, no answer. It was the middle of the afternoon there’s no way you were at work, you never worked in the afternoons just the lunch and evening shifts. But maybe that changed and he didn’t know it because he hadn’t spoken to you in so long, what else had changed while he was gone ? He peeked inside and your place looked empty, cold, a shiver ran down his spine. He remembered where you hid your spare key and unlocked the door, he couldn’t explain why but his feet carried him to your mother’s bedroom instead of your own. He was met with an awful smell, like rot and gas, he covered his nose and lifted the covers. He didn’t jump at the sight of your mother’s cold, decomposing dead body, he already knew what he was going to find under the covers when he entered the trailer. He walked to your room, scared he might find you in a pool of your own blood and a razor in your hand. This time he really wasn’t expecting to see Steve Harrington with a slit throat next to your bed. His first instinct was to be jealous, what the fuck was Steve Harrington doing in your bedroom ? After a few deep breaths he realized he didn’t have to feel threaten by a dead body and weirdly found comfort in this thought.

“Eddie” he heard your sweet voice say, he turned around and saw you, the real you that you’ve be hiding from everyone all those years. “I’m so happy you’re home” you said and the most painful deranged smile he’s ever seen stretched on your lips. Even the worse that the one you wore at the prep rally.

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“Sweetheart” Eddie runs to you and pulls you into a bone crushing hug “Are you okay baby ? Are you hurt ?” he asks looking into your eyes

“Eddie, are you real ?” you say more to yourself than him, like you couldn’t believe he was standing right in front of you.

“Yes sweetheart, I’m real, I’m with you. I love you” he reassures you wiping the fat tears running down your face

“Eddie, I’m so sorry” you fall into his arms and soak his shirt with your tears and snot

“No baby I’m sorry, I should’ve never left you. Are you ok ? Like physically, are you hurt ?” he asks again

“I’m ok” you mutter and he breathes a sigh of relief

“Did Harrington hurt you ?”

You shake your head against his chest “Not physically” you whisper against him

Eddie frowns at your answer “What do you mean baby ?”

“Eddie” you look up at him with the saddest eyes he’s ever seen on anyone “He… he told me he loved me and then he was going to leave me ! Again ! I couldn’t take it anymore so I…” you can’t finish your sentence and hide in his chest again

A wave of guilt washes over Eddie and he understands the situation better now, you never liked Steve, whatever happened between the two of you. You were just projecting your love for Eddie into him. Eddie hugs you tighter and cries at the revelation.

“I’m not leaving you, ever again. I’m so sorry sweetheart. You’ll never be alone again.” He promises to you

You just nod against him.

You stay in this embrace for a while. Eddie ends up asking you if you’re hungry and you realize you haven’t eaten in days. Eddie sighs, kisses your forehead and rummages through your cabinets to find something to make you. He’s not surprised when he finds almost nothing so he opts for the classic PB & J sandwich. You eat while Eddie figures out a plan to get rid of the bodies, he looks into your bags and raises an eyebrow at the gunshot.

“Why did you get this sweetheart ?” he asks you

You shrug “I think I got freaked out about living on my own. So I got it for protection.” you answer

Eddie’s expressions softens and he kisses the top of your head. You smile at his action. He grabs the axe, ropes and tarps, it seems like you had a plan of your own already.

You both drag the bodies and place them on the tarps, Eddie takes charge of cutting them up into smaller pieces while you clean the bedrooms with bleach.

“What do we do with the sheets and covers ?” you ask him from your bedroom door

“We’ll put them in the van with the tarps and find a place to throw them out with their clothes.” He casually answers

You smile to yourself and whisper a small “yes sir”. How did you get so lucky to find such a supportive fiancé ?

By the time night falls, the trailer is clean of any evidence of what happened in the past few days. But overall not too clean so it doesn’t look suspicious. You wait until the late hours of the night to put everything you needed to get rid of in the back of the van. You also packed a bag of strict necessities at Eddie’s request.

Eddie drives his van into the woods to a place that looks more and more familiar the longer you get there. He parks at the abandoned shore you used to go swimming at night.

“How do you know about this place ?” you ask him

“Well one night I saw the most beautiful girl in the world walk here, get naked and swim with the gators” Eddie replies smiling at you

You face flush at his compliment.

You help him carry the bodies near the shore and throw them out in the water. You frown when you see them float.

“Can you get the marshmallows I asked you to pack earlier please ?” Eddie asks you

You run back to the van and fish them out of your small bag quickly.

“Thanks” he tells you kissing your temple

He opens the bag and throw the candies in the water near the bodies. After a few minutes you jump when you see the bodies sink, taken down by alligators.

“Alligators love marshmallows” Eddie informs you

“Yeah, figured.” You smile at him

Eddie smiles back and puts a gentle hand on the small of your back “Let’s go” he instructs you

“Where are we going by the way ?”

“I’m driving back to California”

You stop in your tracks “You’re taking me to California ?” your face lights up

“I’m taking you everywhere baby, then yeah we can settle in California once the tour’s over.”

“But I don’t have any money”

Eddie shrugs “I have some, and you can try reapplying to UCLA for the next semester”

“How do we explain this to Wayne ?” you frown in concern

“We’ll figure it out” he grabs your hands and kisses your knuckles “Together”

“Oh Eddie” you crash your lips against his

You both melt into the kiss, it felt like forever since you’ve been intimate. Eddie guides you both to the back of his van and lays you down. He kisses down your neck and your chest, grabbing them roughly through your dress. “Fuck baby, I missed you so much.” You just moan in response, he keeps going down and lifts your dress up. He smirks when he sees the wet patch on your underwear, he rubs your clit on top of your panties making you a whimpering mess, his eyes grow darker when he sees the wet patch growing bigger. Finally he pulls your underwear to the side and gathers your wetness with his fingers before circling your clit slowly in a teasing manner. “You’re so wet baby”

“I’m always wet for you” you whisper

“Yeah ? What got you so worked up sweetheart ?” he penetrates you with his fingers making your brain go fuzzy

“You, fuck. Seeing you with that axe and the blood…” you let out a particular loud moan “It’s so wrong” you whine hiding behind your hands

“Shhh it’s okay baby let it go, don’t hide yourself from me” he reassures you “I’m the one person you don’t need to hide from. Now be a good girl and cum for me, I can feel you’re getting closer”

He’s right, since you let the images of Eddie covered in blood in nothing but his boxers and a tank top flood your mind, the pleasure in your lower belly grew hotter.

“Cum baby, make me proud” Eddie says circling your clit a bit faster

Your eyes roll to the back of your head, you tense and relax as waves of pleasure take over your body. You hadn’t cum this hard in months.

“You’re so good for me baby, I’m so proud of you” Eddie coos kissing your inner thighs “I need to feel you sweetheart, you think you can take my cock ?” he asks you hovering above your face

You nod “Yes please, I want you to”

He crashes his lips against yours and licks the inside of your mouth. “My good girl” he whispers in between kisses. He pulls away for a second to pull his jeans and underwear to his knees. You moan into each other’s mouth when he slowly penetrates your pussy. It feels so good to have him inside of you again, your eyes tear up at the feeling of being so full. He thrust into you slowly enjoying the feeling of your soaking pussy around him, you feel him shiver at the sensation. Eddie puts his forehead against yours muttering praises at you. He picks up his pace, his cock hitting every spot without efforts. You close your eyes but Eddie reprimands you “Open your eyes baby, let me see you” you obey and tears fall down your cheeks. “What is it baby ?”

“I missed you so much, I love you Eddie, I love you, I love you. I don’t want to be away from you ever again” you ramble closing your legs around him bringing him even closer to you

“Shhh, It’s ok baby” Eddie coos at you wiping your tears

“Eddie I love you so much, I thought I was going to die without you please don’t go. I love you, I’d do anything for you” you cry

Eddie kisses you deeply pouring all his love for you into the kiss. “Sweetheart, I’ve loved you for so long, before we were together and even before you even knew who I was.” He caresses your cheek softly “We’re gonna be together forever, I will never let anything get between us ever again.”

“Promise ?”

“I promise my love” he kisses you again “I love you”

He picks up his pace again and circles your clit, hoping the pleasure will help you get rid of any bad thoughts swimming around your pretty head. And it works, you turn into a whimpering, crying mess letting out small ‘I love you’s. Eddie feels you tense around him and groans “fuck you’re gonna cum again baby ?”

You nod your head frantically “yeah” you manage to let out

“Cum for me I want to feel you, fuck it’s been so long, cum baby, milk my cock.”

You snap and your whole body shakes as the most earth shattering orgasm of your life washes over you.

“That’s so good baby, you’re such a good girl” Eddie praises you “I’m gonna cum” he grunts

“Please, make me yours” you whisper

“Oh fuck” Eddie’s thrust come to a halt and you feel his warm cum filling you

His head falls against your chest and you both stay in this position trying to catch your breath. Eddie lifts his head up to press another kiss to your lips and slowly pulls out of you. He puts his clothes back on and readjusts your panties and dress.

“I don’t think I can walk” you inform him with a small voice

“You don’t have to” he picks you up bridal style and you giggle

He presses a kiss to your nose and walks you to the passenger side of the van, you open the door for him and he gently sits you down and buckles your seatbelt for you. You hear him close the back door of the van before walking to the driver’s side. He buckles up too and starts driving back to the main road.

“We’re gonna drive for a few hours and try to find a junkyard to throw away the rest of the stuff back there.

“’Kay” you mutter sleepily

He snaps his head towards you and smile fondly when he sees you struggling to keep your eyes open

“You can sleep baby, we’ll stop to a motel once we leave the state.”

You hum in response.

“Hey sweetheart” Eddie tries to get your attention before you fall asleep

“Yes ?” you turn towards him

“I can’t wait to marry you”

You smile “Then we’ll be together forever, right ?”

He grabs your hand and kisses the back of it before interlacing his fingers with yours. “Forever”.

You fall asleep with a smile on your face knowing you finally get to live the life you deserved.

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worldheadcanons · 1 year

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☆ miscellaneous stalker au canada headcanons!

starring. . . gender neutral reader and canada. warning for stalking (in general), general violence/murder mentioned, + nsfw in the last four headcanons.

author notes; live laugh love this little freak. he’s literally wild about reader and i ADORE that about him. he’s the type of guy to go “me and my partner don’t argue they bash my head in with a rock and i walk it off like a man.” he’s crazy.

matthew williams!

— matthew spends about an hour every day scrolling on his favorite shopping sites in search of things he thinks you’d like. he’s a smart shopper, if nothing else. he seems to know every secret coupon in the world. he really enjoys buying you cute clothing and trinkets he finds online. plushes, slippers, new satin pajama sets, sexy underwear, cat themed mugs, kitchen supplies to replace your old ones— god, not to mention the glorious food he delivers! it’s never more food than you need. it’s just enough so that you can eat your fill and still have a bit extra for later. it’s like having a sugar daddy, honestly. you occasionally feel bad for him and try to convince him to stop spending so much money on you, but williams manages to dismisse your concerns with ease. he lives and loves to serve you, he says.

— if you identify with one of the binary genders then he’ll eventually start calling you a ‘good girl’ or ‘good boy’ over the phone. it’s not something he’s stubborn about, so if you ask him to stop he will. it’s nothing really sexual as he mostly uses the pet name to tease you, enjoying the way you roll your eyes or huff at his words. matthew never dishes out something he can’t take, so you deciding to mirror him isn’t an issue. in fact, he takes pleasure in it, grinning to himself in the bushes of your front yard. you’ll tell him to be a ‘good boy’ and turn himself in to the cops and he’ll simply laugh into the phone. “y/n,” he’d coo, “i can’t turn myself in. you know you’d miss your good boy too much if i went to jail.”

— he’ll occasionally show up at your place of work depending on whether or not your job deals with the public. if you’re something like a fast food worker or a cashier, then you’ll definitely be seeing him from time to time. he’s clever enough to not let you hear his voice off the phone. he’ll either avoid speaking entirely or put on a completely different voice to the best of his ability. williams likely won’t even do anything related to your work, mostly sitting or standing around and pretending to be busy on his phone or, if he’s in a store, pretending to browse for something. he watches you, occasionally taking pictures when he can. when he gets home, matthew prints them out, adding them to a physical scrapbook of semi-blurry photos taken of you. pictures from your front yard.. from your back door.. in the store.. in the parking lot.. in your own bedroom…

— one day he actually sends you a text. when you block the first number, williams texts you again through a different one. the text message comes after he sees you going out the house with another person. he takes offense to the mere sight of you with someone else and it’s here where he starts to show his more violent side. it's a jarring wake up call for you. you couldn’t help but begin to think of him as someone different.. someone romantic instead of creepy. someone almost cute instead of murderous. how silly of you. you slid your phone into your pocket but his message continued to echoe softly in the back of your mind. ‘have fun tonight. if i catch their hands anywhere near you, they'll end up in your mailbox by morning ❤️’

— he stalks you on any and every open social media account you have. instagram, twitter (you tweet the strangest things, matthew loves giggling at your musings), tiktok, tumblr, facebook— hell, he’d look through myspace if he had to. whenever he’s bored at work he starts browsing through everything he can. he just wants to feel connected to you. it’s not enough to have a small picture of you taped to the inside of his briefcase. besides, williams wants to stay updated on your life and scrolling through your social media definitely helps with that.

— on the more sexual side of things, god does he love to masturbate. the mere sound of your voice is enough to make him hump into a pillow like a dog, whining and groaning softly to himself while still trying to seem present on the phone. not to mention the countless blurry pictures of you that are now covered in his cum. he doesn’t want to waste his clear shots of you, matthew would much rather keep those clean. he just wishes he could get his hands on you and show you how much of a degenerate you’ve made him into. it’s a real shame you don’t get to hear the way he groans your name as he cums all over the place. it’s always a messy finish with him, even though he finds the clean up process to be embarrassing. williams never learns his lesson.

— just let him into your house, just once, and he can make your dreams come true. he wouldn’t mind being dominant or submissive, most of the time he just wants to see you get off. he’s the type to kiss the ground you walk on and then fuck you like an animal all in the same night. matthew would be rough with you but still clearly worship you and your body. williams adores giving and receiving praise during sex. he dreams of the day you’ll tell him he’s doing a good job, really, it would mean everything to him to hear that he’s pleasing you. in return, he’d coo into your ear that you’re the only one in the world for him. the only one he’d ever want or need. every inch of your skin would be covered in gentle kisses after he fucks you. he’s a god at aftercare and would make sure you feel like royalty before even thinking of settling into bed beside you.

— he really wants to see you covered in his cum one day soon. positioning doesn’t matter to him, he just wants to see you completely wrecked. williams wants to see your legs shake and your tight little hole quiver. he wants to see you beg for more even though you’re so fucked out already. god, the things you do to him. you’ve made him into such a sick man.

— matthew enjoys giving and receiving oral sex. he’s great at it and even if you’re not the best he would help you get better. he’d have you cum into his mouth over and over until you’re twitching with ecstasy and he’d never even lift a finger. all williams needs is his mouth. his eyes would look up at you with a mischievous glimmer, almost as if he was wordlessly teasing you for enjoying this so much.

#hetalia #hetalia x reader #hetalia x you #hetalia headcanons #canada x reader #matthew x reader #matthew williams #hws canada #stalker au #stalker au hetalia

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beautifulblooms · 2 years

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I Bite My Tongue It's a Bad Habit - Steddie + Male!Reader (Proper Part 2)

Male!Reader, I promised a sad part 2, so here it is, it's a bit short but it does close up this sad story pretty well in my mind, reminder there is a happier ending that will be linked below, along with the part one to this story, I hope you all enjoy

CIS Women and Female Aligned people, please DNI, this story and all of my others are for non-binary, masculine aligned and male readers!

I Bite My Tongue It's a Bad Habit Part 1

You Are the Bane of My Existence, and the Object of All My Desires (Happy ending)

Tags: @eddieverse, @alexs-playground, @rlmt1, @qthetherapist

It had been at least three weeks since I left, driving as far as I could on the tank of gas I already had in my car. I made it a few counties outside of Hawkins, got a cheap motel for a few days before I decided to look into a place I could make mine. A few days after being in the motel I found a simple job working the cashier stand at a grocery store, good pay for an easy job. I didn’t even want to think about Eddie, let alone Steve, so I just did my stupid little job and didn’t think of Hawkins.

There were a few things that happened in those weeks after leaving that I would never know about, not like anyone there cared about me anyway. Steve and Eddie didn’t last long as a couple, Harrington simply didn’t care about the relationship anymore after the honeymoon phase wore off. And so with not wanting to be tethered to a person he didn’t love or care about anymore, he dumped Eddie on the spot.

“What, what do you mean we're over?” Munson had tears in his eyes, slowly welling up before they reached capacity and began to glide down his cheeks.

“I meant I don’t love you anymore, better cut it off before it gets too serious, right?” Steve almost had no emotion on his face as he went back into the video store to restock some tapes. He was still on the clock after all, and Eddie simply got into his van and sat there for a few minutes, thinking about what to do with himself. With no better option he pulled out of the parking lot and began to drive to a house he was all too familiar with.

Pulling into the parking pad he turned the car off, a little confused why my car wasn’t there already, whatever he thought it was probably in the garage. Then he got to the front door, thrown wide open from when I left that shit hole town, that’s when he began panicking. Did someone break into his house? Where is he? Is he okay?

“(y/n)? Dude, where are you?” More tears began to well up in his eyes, had his best friend really packed up and left town without telling him? Without a goodbye? Without him? Of course he wanted to stick with me, the one constant of his life from 3rd grade and on. We had always been by each other’s side, but now he was left by himself, sitting on the carpet of the living room I once called home, sobbing.

“Why do I push everyone I love away?” A few minutes later he began to wail, loudly crying and pounding his fists on the floor and asking himself why he didn’t get to be happy, why did he have to suffer by himself, why did no one care about him? That’s how he fell asleep, too exhausted to continue screaming like he was, he forced himself to his feet, moving forward slightly to lay onto the couch he used to have sleepovers on with me. He didn’t even get to tell me he loved me, not like I would believe it with how he ditched me for Steve.

#eddie x male reader #eddie munson #eddie stranger things #eddie munson x male reader #unrequited love #male reader #male reader fanfic #eddie munson stranger things #stranger things fanfiction #steve x male reader #steve harrington x male reader #steve harrington stranger things #steve harrington #steve stranger things #steddie #steddie + male reader #i really like angst these days

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Chapter one:

Word count: 1k

It’s the start of a new school year and your senior year at that. You should be happy, you should be excited for your senior year, you should be anxiously texting your best friend to see if you guys ended up in the same class. But you’re not. It’s the first day at your new school so you have no friends nor are you particularly interested in going out of your way to find any. You walk into your new classroom and sit in the very back next to the window. You enjoyed sensory and you felt comfortable in that spot seeing as that’s where you sat at your last school. The classroom is loud, it seems like everyone already knows each other. It makes sense seeing as you moved to a smaller town and there aren’t many people to begin with. As soon as the teacher walked in everyone rushed off to their seats and the classroom immediately got quiet.

“If you guys don’t already know me, my name is Mr.Johnson and I’ll be your home room teacher this year.” “Before I give a full introduction of myself I’m aware everyone already knows each other but I’d like to introduce a new student to our school this year.” His eyes shot straight at me and my heart sank “go ahead and introduce yourself right quick.” He says with a smile on his face. I stand up clutching my fists and praying I don’t stutter.

“Hi my name is Yoona I moved here from Seoul and I’m 18.” I said with my eyes staring at the ground. I knew if I were to look up and see all the eyes staring back at me I would get anxious and freak out. Once I was done with my introduction I looked up at my teacher as if I was asking permission to sit back down.

“Thank you Yoona. I hope you all can help Yoona if needed and get along with her.” He says while turning around to the big white board behind him to write down instructions before class.

You decided to get a part time job because although you don’t need it money isn’t an issue for you at all but you live alone. You knew if you were to stay in the empty apartment by yourself for more than 5 hours you’d go crazy. You should be used to being alone by now seeing as you’ve lived like that for years now but you still hated it. So you got a job, anything to keep you away from the empty apartment for as long as possible.

You find a job as a cashier for a convenience store not too far from your apartment complex. Your first day started tomorrow so you went home to unpack. You got home, set up some essentials like shampoo and conditioner in your bathroom, set your toothbrush at the bathroom sink and went to the kitchen to make a quick dinner. Just some instant noodles and a bottle of water you got at the convenience store before you left. You went to bed right after dinner. You’ve been having the same recurring nightmare for a while now. You’d be running down a long dark road surrounded by trees. You never knew who or what was chasing you but you knew you had to get away. You never turned back, you kept running facing forward the entire dream. All of a sudden you feel a hand reaching for your shoulder but before you could ever see what was chasing you you’d always wake up. This dream would always end the same way but each time without fail it’d scare the shit out of you. You woke up once again in a cold sweat. You got up, took a shower, put on your school uniform, grabbed your school bag and headed out. You walked into class and it seemed you were earlier than you thought. You took your seat and stared out the window waiting for class to start. At some point you ended up dozing off, you haven’t had a good nights rest in a while but you were managing your slight insomnia fine. Dozing off in public wasn’t something you’ve ever done before but with the sun hitting your face just right you couldn’t help but to close your eyes just a little. As you lean on your hand you could feel as your arm begins to collapse and your head starts to fall towards the window. Your head should’ve hit the window but you feel a hand swoop in to catch you from behind. You looked back to see whose hand your head was now resting on.

“Hello?” You say confused as to why he didn’t just let your head hit the window

“Oh hey, your name is Yoona right?” He says snatching back his hand and acting as if nothing happened

“Uh yeah.” You reply

“Cool, my name is Beomgyu it’s nice to meet you.” He said with an awkward smile

“Likewise” you said still confused as to why he felt the need to confront you

As the day went on lunch soon rolled around. You hated how crowded the cafeteria was and you got way too into your head thinking that once you stepped foot into the cafeteria there would soon be all eyes on you. So to avoid the situation entirely you searched around school looking for a quiet spot to sit. You eventually found yourself at the school’s rooftop. It was quiet and completely vacant. You decided to make it your daily routine to eat lunch on the rooftop. You had some leftover bread and milk that you never ate yesterday so you had that for lunch. The school day ended quicker than you thought. As soon as the last bell rang you packed your things as fast as you could and hurried to your new job. You got to work changed into the uniform which was just a simple vest you threw over your school uniform and headed to the cash register. You had already been trained yesterday so you had a pretty good idea of what you were doing. You decided to catch up on some homework while you waited for someone to enter the store. An hour passes and you’ve had a few customers. Everything was going smooth, the job wasn’t difficult but it definitely kept you occupied. You hear the doors open but this time accompanied by laughter.

“Yo did you see that video I sent you on tiktok?” “Go watch it I swear it’ll never not be funny!!” One of them says laughing so hard you see his eyes start to water. You thought one of them looked familiar but you paid no mind and continued to do your job. They looked around the store for a minute trying to find snacks to eat.

“Hey Yoona!” One of them says with a big smile as if we’ve known each other for years.

“Oh uh hey…” you say spacing out trying to remember his name

“Beomgyu!” He said, interrupting you. “I didn’t know you worked here.”

“Yeah I just started, today’s my first day on the job.” You replied

“Oh Yoona, this is my best friend Soobin.” He says pointing to the dude next to him. As soon as you saw his friend's face you felt your heart drop to your stomach. You got this weird feeling, and you felt overly nervous. You’ve never had a crush before but you do remember your best friend having one in middle school. She would describe in full detail how her crush made her feel. So you knew what this feeling was.

“Hey I’m soobin, I don’t think I’ve seen you before. Do you go to our school?” He asked

“Yeah I do, I just transferred.” You answered

“Yo she’s literally in our class you’d be aware of that if you ever actually showed up to school.” Beomgyu says with a slight laugh

“I’m busy most of the time, leave me alone.” Soobin says to get beomgyu off his back. You guys hear the door open again and you have to get back to work.

“Well we’ll let you get back to work, I’ll see you tomorrow in class bye Yoona!” Beomgyu says walking away and waving goodbye

“See ya Yoona” Soobin says while following Beomgyu out the door

After work you walked home thinking of your new crush.

“I hope he’s at school tomorrow. I heard he barely shows up.” “I wonder why he doesn’t show up to school.” You thought to yourself.

He looked like a prince, like someone you could only imagine in your dreams. Thinking back on his shiny black hair, bright inviting eyes and big smile. You could stare at him for hours if given the chance. You wanted to get to know him more but you barely even know Beomgyu so you decided to leave the thought of you and Soobin together at just that, a thought. You cleared your mind of the idea and proceeded to head home.

#txt #txt x oc #txt post #choi beomgyu #choi soobin #angst #tomorrow x together #beomgyu x oc #soobin x oc #soobin #beomgyu

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hello hello!! idk if there's a month or a day for bullying awareness but i would like to share my story i guess. i've been bullied since i was 9 but i was really young so i didn't really think anything of it. i thought it was normal and that it was how kids acted towards each other until it started to seriously affect me mentally, when i was 13 and got in middle school. it got really bad to the point where i didn't want to go anymore. this group of girls in my class tried to set me up with a guy because, according to them, we'd "look good together". i tried telling them he wasn't my type and that i didn't like him but they didn't care they kept trying because "a fat girl deserved a fat boy" as they said. kids would hit me and throw stuff at me in class and it got to the point where i snapped and started crying right in front of the class begging them to stop. when i was 14, i wrote a goodbye letter to my friends, family and teachers. the thing is my best friend found that letter and gave it to an adult from school that i'm forever grateful for. she called my parents and had a talk with them. i was mad at my best friend back then but i realized if she didn't show that letter to that adult i trusted, i would've been dead by now. my best friend saved my life in a way and i'm forever grateful for her for that. i owe her everything. then highschool wasn't as bad but i was still terrified to speak up and make friends due to past traumas so people thought i was weird and i would just exclude myself from any group projects and everything else that would mean working with people from my class. i would just physically be here but no one would pay attention to me and that's what i wanted at that time of my life. the first year and a half was just that. go to school, get through the day, go home. i had no friends and my grades were okay i guess, then i started having friends and my grades went from okay to terrible. i didn't pass so i cried every night because i disappointed my family but mostly myself. then i tried to pass again the next year but i didn't pass. that was my breaking point. failing once? okay, i can try again. failing twice? i was a disgrace. i gave up everything and did nothing at all for almost a year, then i found a job as a cashier. it went terrible, i'm fired. my boss was an asshole to me. he took my kindness for weakness i guess and since i'm still a teenager, it was easier to take me in, play me and use me and then throw me away. i signed the papers proving i was fired this afternoon. i doubt i'll ever recover. this job was so special and i loved it. it was my first job ever. to me, first jobs are like first loves, they're always special and cherished forever. i wish i did things differently because i can't stop blaming myself for getting fired when it's not my fault. he didn't give me a reason. i feel used and played. i feel like shit. i already saw myself in my 20s, still working at this store only for it to last a fucking month. i've been crying all afternoon. i tried so hard to be good enough for the job. i did everything they told me to do, treated every customer like princesses and princes. i did a fucking great job and no one told me that. no one told me they're proud. i wanted someone to be proud of me so bad. anyways, i kind of drifted off the topic. all that to say, you're never alone. i'll always be here for all of you. every life is precious on its own way. you can't give up just yet, there's still so much to live. life doesn't end because of people's opinions, life doesn't end when your boss uses you, life doesn't end when people tell you what they think of you. life doesn't end because of what somebody thinks of you. you're so much more than someone's opinion. i love you all, you're never alone.

— mar🪽

#marie speaks.#bullying awareness.

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