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EL TANGO DE ROXANNE
CHAPTER ONE
Summary: Luke believes that somehow fate will bring you two together, but will other problems collide prevent it from coming true?
Warnings: small angst, unrequited love, pining, lovesick!luke, toxic relationship (not with luke), manipulative oc, tension, jealousy.
author's note: i know this not accurate to the pjo show or moulin rouge but be patient, it will all connect soon my darlings! this is my first actual fic! please lmk if there's any mistakes and your honest opinions on it.
one-sided love is one of the emotionally painful things a teenager can experience, but for demigods, it's nothing compared to the battles and quests they have to go through within their lives. though for luke castellan, he isn't currently facing any chimera or minotaur. the real monster for him is the one sat on the athena table, felix greenwood.
luke knew that annabeth was a daughter of athena, you could definitely tell by her hardworking strength but whenever he saw felix walk into cabin 6, it just didnt seem right. instead he would just vision a giant pit opening from the ground, fire and smoke erupting from it, and felix happily jumping in. it seems more fitting. luke watched as an aggravating smile came upon felix's face as his male siblings gloat over what has no importance to luke. however he notice felix's eyes occasionally observe one certain table in the distance, the ares table.
the children of ares are known to have feelings of anger, hatred, and bloodlust up to the point where they'd start physical fights. but you had always seemed guarded and tactile, whenever making a move or strategy during capture the flag, nobody would never know what you had done until somehow your already nearby the opponents flag. they never knew about the fiery rage boiling inside of you, bursting to get out.
however, everyone knew of your fondness towards felix, members of the camp adored and wished for a connection like yours. wherever you went, he was always within proximity. which for everyone else seemed charming, but luke truly doubted it.
luke felt cursed, not just by the gods, but for the predicament he's in. you have bewitched him in a way that no mystical creature ever can. he could even be dead in a grave, 6 feet below earth but he would still find a way to crawl back to you. luke admits that he is a romantic, believing that if your not with your true loved one for the rest of your life then what other purpose do you have than to lay down and accept the fate of death? he would destroy himself for you if it meant being in your loving gaze. but what he didn't know is that you were already crumbling due to the standards of your current love.
eating a cluster of cherries for breakfast, you look across at your siblings. you occasionally give input to the conversation, but words spoken by another repeat in your head.
"babe we didn't ask for you opinion, i love you but please just stay quiet for me."
you would always ignore his responses, at first they were subtle and not very often, but now it seems as if a censor inside of felix has now just unexpectedly been switched off. but after every argument or disagreement he would always come back, but only with gifts or manipulation, never a apology. somehow you would always be the blame or the reason. once, when you and him were sat along the sparkling lake together late at night, you asked him what it is that makes him love you.
"your hot and someone i can always talk about my problems too, i trust you."
if this is what love is supposed to feel like, you don't want it. people think love is something extraordinary, something that can last forever and withstand anything. but the love that you have with felix, it cracked and shattered ages ago, you just don't know where to run to.
you feel yourself getting disinterested with the conversation your siblings are having, and unconsciously gaze around. but something catches your eye, or rather someone. you feel as if your eyes are locked into places with his. while luke feels as if his heart has stopped beating, you feel as if you recognize him, brain muddled trying to pinpoint his face from your memory. maybe he's the new camp member everyone is talking about? you overheard that he was placed in the hermes cabin since he hadn't been claimed yet.
eyes still gazing into his, luke feels as if his face is on fire. chris clears his throat as he realizes that the conversation has suddenly became one sided, he then notices where luke's diverted attention has gone. a bright grin grows on chris's face as he aggressively nudges him in the arm.
"dude! oh my gods you have to go and speak to her! you've been waiting for this chance since like what- 3 years now!"
luke slowly nods while keeping eye contact with you, rising from his seat. he feels as if the gods have answered his prayer, everything moving in slow motion as his chance has finally landed in front of him. luke then hears the painful sound of a bell. he actually gets the temptation to grab you and pin you down, sat next to him so this opportunity doesn't dissappear. but we don't always get what we want. his mind can't actually tell if the crackling he hears is the sound of his heart aching even more as he notices felix striding over towards you or from the fire used for the offerings. surrendering, he makes his way over to the camps, chris giving a him sympathetic pat on the back.
you notice felix with egoistic look on his face making his way over to you, but with firmness, you walk straight past him. you can already tell he must have a dumbfounded look on his face based on the giggles and laughs you can hear from behind you, mostly coming from either his or your siblings, maybe even both. strolling by, you notice the same boy who seemed so fixated on you with his friend. looking behind you as you walk past, you check him out. he is quite attractive, somewhat of a muscular build, brown eyes and black hair.
little did you know that your glance back at him nearly gave him a heart attack. he had a plan to save you, whether it seemed wrong or right he wanted to help you realize that love can be beautiful if it's experienced with the right person.
you knew that from the way he was looking at you he definitely didn't want to be your friend, but he didn't want to be your enemy either.
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COLLIE DUTY
SYNOPSIS > being the new CEO to the ‘Sim Corp’ was hard and stressful. jake didn’t have much time to spend with layla and so he decides to get a dogsitter, you. though, you were originally already his secretary. how will dog sitting bring you two closer?
FOURTEEN - angry puppy pt 1
WARNING: slight suggestive, maybe there’s angst. goddamn, idk if this practically suggestive or more😳👍🏻
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a/n: this is the first part but I’ll just upload the second part later on for suspense🥰
jake was shock. frozen even. too speechless.
he was just about to go inside the file room to find the file he needed for new project he had in mind. when he stumbled upon you and jay making out in a secluded corner of the room. he hid behind the rows of cabinets. watching in horror, maybe slight jealousy too.
it was the way jay’s arms wrapped around your waist as he pins you against the wall. your hands wrapped around jay’s neck. jake could spot the faint red marks right on your neck. which wasn’t intended but jay was getting too into the kiss that he forgot about what you warned him before. at least it made this whole thing more believable (?).
jay’s hand slips down to pull you slightly closer and jake could hear you gasping slightly. you tugged on jay’s hair as the kiss progress (if you could even call it a kiss honestly). you and jay pulled back a little before diving back in. you couldn’t deny, jay was an awesome kisser and he knew how to make your knees buckle.
jake knew he shouldn’t be there but for some odd reason, he felt some sort of anger bubble in him. a rage even. he didn’t want to stay but something was telling him to barge there and pry jay off you. was this some beast messing with him? at last, jake left. he couldn’t watch further. which also when you and jay pulled away.
“he was watching us, wasn’t he?” jay asks as he was still catching his breath. his breathing heavy and his lips were swollen.
“yeah. he definitely was.” you say.
“mmm, I never knew you could kiss like that. jake would 100% kill to kiss you after seeing us.” jay smirks. you whacked jay’s arm.
“shut up. also didn’t I tell you not to bite me?”
“it’s essential in every makeout. besides, I was in the mood. you can’t stop this sexy beast in me.” jay proudly says. you rolled your eyes.
“okay, mr.sexy beast. let’s get back to work.” you were about to leave when jay pulls you back and traps you against the wall.
“just one more? maybe you should help me out too.” he suggestively looks down. you found it extremely hot that he did that.
you sighed, “yeah yeah. This isn’t the most appropriate place.”
“as if jake didnt get sucked off in his office. Come on, think of it as a good revenge.”
“fine, you better hush.”
“no guarantees.” jay winks.
you had went back to work as per normal and so did jay. what startled you as soon as you sat down was jake. the stern voice that echoed through the halls.
“meet me in my office, now.” he says not even leaving a chance for you to say anything.
you did as you were told and went to his office straight. As soon as you arrived in his office, it was like a predator watching its prey. jake’s eyes followed your every movement closely.
“sit.” he commands. it sent a shiver down your spine. you knew jake wasn’t that strict but to hear his strict (and dominant) voice, it kinda scared you.
“umm, yes Mr.Sim?”
“I want you to stop coming to work and focus on taking care of Layla in my apartment. I’ll send the files you need to review and you can fix up my schedule in my home.”
“but Mr.Sim-”
“do you understand?” he sternly says.
“yes, Mr.Sim.”
“now, please go ask the fashion department to submit their files as I need to review them.”
you quickly left the office with no complaints, you didn’t want to anger jake any further and so you went straight to the fashion department to grab the files he wanted.
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✨Lie down darling it's time for a dream✨
Faking it pt 2(mom squad)
Thought i would do a part two except with the mom squad cause...yeah i like the thought of this scenario plus yaku makes my heart race
This is very much 18+ also like before reader is a girl
Sugawara koushi
Okay so starting with sugamama
he knows something isn't quite right when you guys do it mostly cause he knows your body
He knows your soft spots and little twitches during climax
Hell he knows the exact moan you maie when cumming
He is the type to catch you redhanded
Like when you guys do it and you claim to cum
He just stares at you for a looong time before giving you a look that just oozes with "you sure bout that?"
Honestly he is pretty upset that you would just lie right infront of him
He calls you out and when you try to come up with some excuse he doesn't want to hear it
"c-cumming! A-ah koushi!"
Your loud whine and arching of your back made the male above you grunt lowly as he cummed inside you but something wasn't quite right. There was no tight clenching feeling around his cock and the way you looked under him made him question the words that just spilled from your lips
"you came?"
His question made you shudder as you looked into his eyes only to see darkness staring back at you, he was dead serious and it was a little scary. As you wrapped your arms around his neck and leaned up kissing his lips quickly a soft laugh escaped you
"of course I did koushi! What a weird question"
Your playful tone made him relax but something still wasn't right, he knew your body almost better than you did. He knew what you having an orgasm felt like and that did not feel like that, as he stared at you a feeling of embarrassment and pain flooded him at the thought of you faking an orgasm, was he that bad at sex now?
"sweetie, did you fake that orgasm?"
He noticed how pale you got from just a question and that was the evidence he needed to confirm his thoughts. Without thinking the male rocked his hips now slamming deep into you earning a shocked gasp from your lips.
"k-koushi what ar-"
"shhhh I'm going to make you cum, then we can talk about this but for now I need to see you at least squirt so it seems we are going to be here a while"
Akaashi keiji
He likes to think that you enjoy having sex with him
He doesn't brag or anything but he feels confident in his sex life
You never complained to him so he didn't think anything was weird
Sure sometimes your moans sound a little overdramatic and weird at times but maybe it's cause you really like it
One day after a session and a ton of aftercare he decided to jump into the shower
You two normally shower together but today you two decided to take separate showers
You were desperate for the orgasm that keiji failed to give you so you figured you would use a toy while he showers
You were not expecting to be caught
A shaky sigh escaped you as you shoved the toy deeper inside, the vibrating feeling driving you close to climax. You felt a little bad for telling keiji that you cummed when you really didn't but you honestly didn't want to hurt his pride so you would usually just make yourself cum afterwards when you're alone.
"so close, ah..I'm going to cum"
Your needy little whines that escaped you only got louder but before you could even do anything someone gripped your wrist tightly, you flinched only to be face to face with akaashi who had a curious Expression.
He slowly pulled the toy out of you before dropping it on the floor. He honestly didn't know what to think, you two just had sex and you were using a sex toy right after either you were still horny or not satisfied
"tell me, what exactly are you doing?"
You glanced down to see the male was still a little wet from the shower, you must have been too busy to notice the shower stopping and him getting out. A gulp came from you as you decided to confess the truth
"i-im sorry keiji, I didn't quite cum so I decided to just-"
"tell me you did and handle it yourself? That's quite rude. As your partner you should tell me these things"
His tone was brimming with pain as a large sigh came from him and he settled between your legs his tongue now trailing along your thigh.
"guess I have to make you cum over and over until I feel better about this"
You looked down and could see the light smirk on his face and honestly that scared you. You two spent the next hour fucking so hard that you were sobbing and shaking
Iwaizumi hajime
Okay so it takes him a while to find out
You keep it a secret pretty good
You two don't really talk about sex much except for when you want to try a new kink
Oikawa thought it would be funny to get you drunk and make you spill all your secrets
He learned your breast size, your favorite songs, and another interesting secret
"h-hajime is always sooooo busy and we barley fuck it's sooo awful"
Oh? Yes do tell more you drunk cutie
"then when we do have sex he has his moments where he just can't hit it right..ughhh I have to fake it sometimes..isn't that the worst tooru?"
Oikawa is SHOCKED
And offended like iwa chan how you neglect this poor girl of her proper needs
The idiot talks to iwaizumi the next day telling him everything
Iwaizumi is not pleased no he's pissed that you went to oikawa and blabbered about how unhappy you are
Jealousy is quick to set in and before you know it you find yourself in the back seat of iwaizumi's car facing his wrath
"did you tell shittykawa so he can fuck you? You think he can fuck you better than me?"
Iwaizumi's harsh tone as he pumped two fingers in and out of your wet cunt watching your body writhe in pleasure again the leather seats.
He had asked you out on a date but during the date he was cold and distance the entire time and you just realized why. The male pulled back only unbuckle his pants whipping his hard cock out as he looked down at you with a look of pure rage before he took out his phone and started to record you
"you're gonna soak these car seats with your juices and prove to shittykawa that I'm enough for you"
You two fucked for hours and when done iwaizumi sent the video to oikawa with zero explanation.
Yaku morisuke
Okay for this one yaku is a little mean but...I mean it's yaku.
Okay so yaku is terrifying when angry
You honestly didn't even mean to fake it the first time but he didnt catch it and you were way too scared to say anything
After your third time faking you were wondering what to do
He is really good at sex but there are just some times where he doesn't quite hit the mark
Like the dumbass you are you asked lev for advice
Lev honestly said to just talk to him but you decided you rather die than do that
So lev did it for you- AND BOY
You hummed as you cut up carrots for the curry you were making for dinner while yaku was gone, you definitely wasn't expecting him to show up early and by the slam you heard you can guess that he was very upset.
Before you could turn around you felt arms wrap around you locking you in place, a hand swiftly reached and gropes your breast. You tensed before glancing back and seeing angry eyes glaring at you
"h-hey, sweetie what's-"
"so, I can't make you cum huh? That's what you think yeah? What did you and lev laugh behind my back about it?"
His tone was sharp as he calmly reached past you to turn the stove off before pushing you against the counter bending you over it and quickly exposing your already wet pussy with a low growl
"fuck you, fuck both you and lev for making a damn fool of me."
When you tried to speak he simply wrapped a hand arounf your throat before giving it a firm squeeze while his other hand quickly released his cock from his pants.
"shut the hell up, do you know how fucking embarrassing it is to hear that you told lev that you faked an orgasm or two with me? Damn it that really sucks to hear but I suppose it makes sense"
Yaku lined himself up before shoving himself inside you with little to no warning, he pulled you back against his chest his hand still around your throat as he started to mercilessly fuck you in the kitchen.
"it's fine, just means I gotta break you a little..all you're going to think about is how good I make you feel. I'll make sure to make up for those times you didn't cum by making you cum all over the floor, you'll be my littlw dumb cock whore once I'm fucking done with you"
Yaku did make good on his statement and fucked you while whispering filthy words and Insults in your ear til you started to cry. You wounded his ego so it was only normal for him to be your self esteem just a little bit.
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My little runaway pt. 2
@buttercandy16
(Quick summary: after leaving the sanctuary you started a new life at Alexandria trying to hide away from negan he stumbles upon you while taking half of ricks shit and takes you back to the sanctuary with him.)
Warning: angst, fighting, jealousy, mind control/brainwashing, fluff
*sanctuary*
So many things have changed here since ive been gone so many more rules negan was more strict than ever and now Simon and arat were his right hand men i had no more existence towards those positions nor did i want anything to do with his killing posse his mind was sick and twisted he wasn't the negan i use to know. I was gone for months before negan had claimed rick after some people at Alexandria had killed down some of negns men. I knew me being gone had caused way more problems than there needed to be and i know i was in deep shit....
We arrived at the sanctuary coming to a hault hearing the breaks squeak as Dwight put the truck in park and turned it off. Negan flung his door open dragging me out causing me to fall on the dirt covered ground.. my hands were tied so i had no way to brace myself.
"Cmon darlin, you're back on your own turf now" negan bent down to my eye level
"But dont think for a second you are getting special treatment.....not after what you did"
his sacastic laugh filled my ears making me shut my eyes tightly. He yanked me up by my arm dragging me to the double metal doors of the sanctuary. He kicked the doors open holding me close to make sure i didnt break free. I was pulled down one of the many hallways untill he came to a stop at a door he opened it with his free hand still having a tight grip on my arm. The room had a bed and a small kitchen in it i wasnt use to staying in these rooms because i was negans right hand woman, his bestfriend before i left so i was given alot of special treatment.
"Home sweet home" negan said throwing you face down on the bed untieing you
You could feel him leaning up against your ass while he freed your hands he then flipped you over on your back holding you down by your throat.
"I missed you....." A grin grew across his face
"...if you think im going to be another copy and paste of everyone else and drop to my knees when i see you....then you are so wrong" you struggled to get the words out breathlessly as his grip slowly tighted around your neck.
"Oh baby....i know..i like the frisky ones. You forget i know you better than you know yourself" he released his grip from you before giving you one last good squeeze causing you to choke and raise up on the bed
"You know nothing about me..." You grabbed your neck rubbing at it
"Quite frankly i dont even know who you are anymore...youre sick..." You stood up getting in his face
Negans tongue slid across his bottom lip then causing his jaw to flex letting out a long groan
"Without me....they are nothing...they all love me" he paused and let out a sarcastic laugh "....just like you without me are nothing"
"You....you are nothing but a fucking monster....lucille never deserved a man like you.." You could feel tears swelling up in your eyes you couldnt believe what had just came out of your mouth after knowing what happend in the past between you two.
All of the color drained out of negan he was furious he grabbed a fistfull of your hair yanking you up to your feet and, dragging you down the hallway your screams were echoing off the walls you were trying to grab onto something to save yourself. He opened a metal door it was dark. There were no windows the room was completely empty. Negan threw you onto the cold floor you caught yourself with your hands before your face clashed with the cold cement floor. You looked up at him through the messy strands of your hair and couldnt see his face only a dark shadow casted upon him. You knew He had no expression just a blank expression almost terrifying youve never seen him like this out of all the years youve known him you didnt even know who he was anymore and its only getting worse.
"You....are going to regret all of this...." Negan slammed the door and locked it you could hear his footsteps trail off.
"AAGHH GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE. YOU FUCKING COWARD!" all you could do was scream and yell and cry you were pounding on the door untill you finally gave out and got tired enough to pass out on the floor.
You were woken up by light shinning on your face someone had opened the door and was speaking to you your head was pouding and your ears were rining from all the screaming, yelling and crying you had done from the days prior.
"Get up. Im not gonna tell you again" Dwights voice hurt your ears
"D...dwight....you have to help me" you stumbled to your feet and walked towards him
"This...this isnt negan...hes going to get us all killed we have to go save Alexandria. Please! Believe me!" Your hands were gripped on his t-shirt yanking him towards you. All he could do was stare at you he had nothing to say just a blank expression. Footsteps came appraching up the hallway towards you two... it was negan
"Wellll....rise and shine babydoll!" Negan swung his bat up over his shoulder
All you could do was glare at him no words could come out
"Time to get to work dollface"
negan held the door open for you and you walked out watching him close the door he led you outside and put you on fence duty to kill walkers for half of the day the sun was blistering feeling beads of sweat run down your face you havent had a shower in days. Negan did nothing but stand around and make orders to everyone or he would spend time fucking his multiple forced wives. It was only a matter of time before he shoved you back into that hell of a room.
You could over hear negan on the walkie talkie he was speaking to rick. It was hard to make out what the both of them were saying but i could tell it wasnt good. Negan always started conflict or maybe it just found its way to him.
"Hey....hey is that rick" you walked over cutting negan over mid conversation
"Well you better find a damn way..." the beep of the walkie talkie went off after negan finished talking
"How does it feel to be on the other side?...working for points...getting yourself all dirty out here. You lost your chances" negan slid the walkie into his belt biting his lip
" let me speak to rick so he knows im okay...please" you begged
"Rick this rick that..ya know im starting to think you are developing a little crush" negan began to walk away
You ran to catch up with him standing infront of him to stop him.
"Why are you doing this to me...dont i mean something to you. You just kick me to the dirt...I THOUGHT WE WERE A TEAM" you screamed at him
"You. Ran. Away. You live here you follow my rules at all times no exceptions! I will not tolerate anything less from you!....things are different now..." negans face grew a frown
Negan pushed past you and walked off you followed right behind him to his room he surprisingly let you in and shut the door behind him.
"I...look....Can i atleast get a shower im filthy..." You said with your arms crossed
All he could do was point over to the bathroom you sighed and walked over to the door after locked yourself in the bathroom you began to take off your clothes and run the water waiting for it to warm up when you heard a knock on the door.
" one more thing.....no locked doors" negan said in a low demanding voice
You swallowed hard and walked over to the door unlocking it hearing the lock make a quick click. Negans footseps slowly faded out as he walked away. You slipped into the shower letting the hot water run down your body watching all of the dirt trickle down the drain. The hot water relaxed you letting out a deep breath you closed your eyes letting the steam fill up the bathroom. The door quietly opened you quickly sprung your eyes open your body went stiff.
"....i layed out some clean clothes for you....i know you could use some" negan said clearing his throat
"Oh...thank you" you replied shocked
"(Y/N)....you know i uh...i still care for you...things are just...different now but im still that guy you use to know. Look..i have to go out on a run just make yourself at home" negan closed the door gently and walked away
The room went silent you your eyes were swelling up with tears it felt like you couldnt get the right words out of your mouth. You knew deep down that warm hearted negan was still there the negan that you missed the negan that use to be your bestfriend. He was buried under all this power and built up rage from before the apocalypse and now. Maybe this was going to be a new begining...a fresh start at the sanctuary.
Just maybe.
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Can you please write a Veronica fic about what happens after chapter eleven? Basically, after Mc and Veronica’s hookup Veronica is constantly thinking about it and realizes that she has actual feelings for Mc 👀👌 of you do this then thank you in advance
I’ve been dying to have the time to for this one! I’ve been loving Veronica as of late and I love the pairing! You got it! Hope you love it too!
Veronica x MC (Bea)
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You are Poppy. Bea stood in shock trying to register Zoey’s last comment. Poppy? Was she Poppy? Had things gotten that bad and she not realize it? Surely not. Zoey was just overreacting.
Instead of retorting she just let the girl go without more of a fuss. They needed space, nothing else good would come from them if they didnt have time to cool off before they really ruined their friendship. If it’s even intact now.
Speaking of cool, it was cold asf outside and Bea immediately remembered that she didn’t bring her room key. In Zoey’s rush to get to this party, she didn’t have time to grab it. Fuck.
Surely the new RA would let her in. But maybe this was good. Zoey would most likely be there and it would be best to stay away. What about Ina? Bea pushed that away. That was another disaster waiting to be tended to.
“I can’t go back to the Zeta house. Poppy is going to slit my throat.” Bea mumbled sitting on a nearby bench. “I’m so screwed.”
Bea balled herself up as tight as she could to help combat the shivering as she just sat there in her underwear lost in thought. She could still see the Zeta house and Poppy kicking everyone out. She looked so pissed.
Several partygoers passed Bea in waves, mostly drunk ones howling at her or just shouting belligerent incoherent words. She ignored them as they passed, too focused on how to fix this mess.
She finally figured that her best option would most likely be freezing to death. Then, it wouldn’t be her problem. And by the looks of things, it was close to becoming a reality. Until she heard one distinctive voice she didn’t know she was craving to hear, Veronica.
“Is this seat taken?” She asked cautiously approaching.
Bea shifted over a little and nodded, making room.
“It’s freezing cold out here Bea, what are you doing out here by yourself?” Veronica asked worried. A tone Bea never thought she would hear.
“How did you know I was out here?”
“Carter called me. He said he passed by and said you looked checked out. So I hurried down.”
“Hurried down huh?” Bea actually felt something positive ignite within.
“Yeah yeah. I didn’t want you to get sick or anything. I brought you this.”
Veronica placed a coat over Bea’s shoulders and she was so grateful. Warmth!
“So you wanna explain why you’re still sitting out here? Still in your underwear?”
“It’s a long story. But to make it short, I’m fucked. Poppy is going to murder me and Zoey is no longer my friend.”
“What!? Just because of what Poppy said in there?”
Bea sighed and began to explain everything. “She pushed me to do all of this. Sure I wanted to take Poppy down but just like tonight, she pushed me to get revenge on Poppy and that’s what I did. I didn’t know Zoey was the target until it was too late. I’m just...I don’t know what to do. She even called me her...”
“Who?”
“Poppy.” Bea groaned out in disgust.
“Ouch. I’m sorry about all of this. It’s just Poppy’s game. I’m sure you’re doing the right thing and like you said Zoey just needs space and you need to think. But you are not Poppy. You have a heart and mean well. You have the other students in mind, you protect them from Poppy. Yeah sure fighting Poppy may make you look awful. But you’re nasty for all the right reasons and I believe in you. So get up, and come with me.”
“Where are we going?”
“Just come on and be hella quiet.” Veronica began dragging Bea into the Zeta house, only a handful of people remained by the looks of it and most importantly, Poppy was occupied.
“Why are we sneaking?” Bea asked a bit louder than Veronica would like.
“Shhh! If Poppy catches me sneaking you in here we are both dead.”
“But I don’t get...” Veronica placed her hand over Bea’s mouth until they made it inside her room.
“Poppy has ears like a bat. Seriously keep it low from now on. Alright, you need pjs, extra cute, ahh here we are. They’re a little...revealing but super comfy, the shower is right through there, keep the hog calling to a minimum and I’ll see you right there in about 15 minutes, and go.” Veronica finished pointing to the bed.
“Ummm? Ok.” Bea replied trying to remember what Veronica just threw at her.
Bea hurried up and put on the pajamas. Aside from her ass hanging out they were very comfy. She would definitely be buying some of these. Or she’d just keep Veronica’s.
Veronica was on her bed waiting, and suprisingly, she wasn’t on her phone. She pulled the cover back and patted the empty spot beside her.
Bea joined and snuggled under the cover, embracing the warmth it provided. Not to mention the heat coming off Veronica.
“Comfy?” V asked.
“Very. Thank you, for letting me stay here I guess. Kinda forced me but I appreciate it.”
“It’s no problem. After the night you had I couldn’t let you freeze out there. Plus...I kind of missed you after...” Veronica cleared her throat, “Our encounter earlier.”
“Oh you did?” Bea turned towards Veronica and placed her head on the girls chest, throwing her arm over her waist and held on tight.
Veronica wanted to squeal and do a happy dance but contained herself, she just began stroking Bea’s hair and the two just fell into conversation.
It didn’t take long for Veronica to fall for Bea. After their destruction of Poppy’s cutout, she was intrigued. And with the sex earlier, she felt a connection she’s never felt. It felt so real, so right. After Bea left the party Veronica couldnt/wouldn’t let Bea slip away.
She wasn’t going to now that she was under her strong toned arms.
Sometime during the next morning Veronica was abruptly woken up by a furious Poppy.
“What the literal fuck Is she doing in here? I banned her from the Zeta house V!”
“You ever heard of knocking pop?” V replied.
“I don’t have to. I own this house and Wannabe has to go.”
Bea began to wake and that’s when Poppy pounced, “You little whore! Your ruining my life! Get the fuck out of this house!”
Bea just took it, she coiled her body tighter into Veronica like a child who was afraid. Veronica gripped her as tight as she could to reassure her.
“I hope you’re satisfied! Don’t think I don’t know about your intentions, sleeping with my friends to undermine me! Whore! And because of your little antics tonight, Daddy cut me off from the credit cards! So I’m going to say this once more Winchester, get the hell out of this house before I call the cops, don’t worry I’m sure Zoey can give you pointers on being arrested.”
Veronica was shaking now, “Fuck you Poppy. Like you’re a saint! You call the cops on her, you call them on me too because I helped her.”
“You....you did?” Poppy said startled.
“Yes, it’s about time you had a taste of your own medicine. If you can’t take the heat, stay out of the kitchen.”
“But...I thought...We were friends!” Poppy screamed.
“You two are obsessed! Neither of you will be satisfied until the other is humiliated and ruined to the point of no return. But atleast Bea cares for others unlike your tyrant ass. So I’ll say this Poppy, please get out of my room and leave us alone.”
“Ugghhhh!!!!” Poppy stomped out of the room, jealousy and rage filling her features once again, she slammed the door as hard as she could.
Bea stayed snuggled into V’s chest. She felt safe and relaxed. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. It’s about time she realized her shit is old and her time is running out.”
“It was...”
“What do you mean?”
“Without Zoey, I’m hopeless. She knew what moves to make, I just executed them.” Bea sighed.
“Well step one of my new plan, is getting her back. And two, we will take down Poppy together.”
“Why are you helping me? Y’all are friends.” Bea wondered.
Veronica continued to stroke Bea’s hair, her own cheeks beginning th heat to, “Because I like you. And after earlier, I like you a lot and want to see where this goes.”
Bea couldn’t help but smile, “You like me huh?”
“Stop fishing Bea.” Veronica teased. “But yeah I do. I hope it’s mutual or else this will be weird.”
Bea raised up and placed a sweet and innocent kiss on Veronica’s lips, “It’s definitely mutual. But you know what’s weird?”
“What?”
“The entire time since you came and got me, I haven’t seen you on your phone at all.”
“HAHA, contrary to popular belief, I can live without my phone. Yeah it’s important to me, but so are you. And this is something you can’t replace so easily.”
Okkkk Bea just melted. Veronica did it, she won her heart right there. She resumed snuggling and just for tonight, she could relax and her worries were temporarily gone.
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The Lawyers Lies
Part 2
AN : in this story peggy and sharon are not related
Two days had passed since that night and you had told Nat everything form your pregnancy, relationship with Steve the affair against Sharon's back to seeing him with peggy at the bar knowing you wasnt his alone side women as well as your feeling for him and the 3 months plan your were doing . She was comfating at first and then got mad as you knew she would but she promised not to say anything not even to Bucky . And more importantly promised not to hurt steve but you could of sworn she had her fingers crossed behind her back .
You had a day off yesterday so there was no need to come in the office. So you were dreading today . To meet his blue eyes . You no you should not feel like this . Like you had been cheated on because you had beening doing the cheating. But for some reason you could live with him being with Sharon as he met her first. But not being one of three or possible even more women in this mans life you felt cheap and used . Yet the feeling you had for him still remained.
You had been a work for a while now distancing your self from everyone to avoid him . Which have done a very good job at so far . That was until you needed a tea break and went into the lunch room to see Steve laughing and smiling with Peggy . You felt his gaze quickly turn to you but then straight back to peggy .
You just filled the kettle and place it on . Acting as if your inside went buring from sadness , rage , jealousy. You went to reach for a mug at the top shelf only for your high to fall short. You were about to go on to your tip toe when the mug made it's way into the front of you , as Steve past your the mug and placed a hand on the small of your back "I missed you yesterday " he whispered as your fought back the tears knowing it was a lie . You hummed in agreement as you reached for a tea bag .
You felt Steve leave your side and hear the door shut , you sighed in relief and turn around to see an empty room . Only to see Steve was still here . You inhaled in annoyance and turned back around to make your tea . And for a tug at your arm to face him again .
"What !" You busted out alot more angry then you were ment to .
He placed on hand on you hip only for you to shrug it off and step backwards as your stomach did flips . He looked at you dumbfounded.
"Wha ... what's the matter ?" His blue eyes glassy .
"Nothing I'm fine " you clearly wernt as your stomach was threating an appearance.
"No your not.." he began as he took a step closer towars you . " if you were you wouldn't be acting like this " he put a piece of hair behind your ear and stroke your cheek. You were fighting everything in your body, nerves that was telling you to kiss him, for him to kiss you back as if you mean something to him .
" like what " you questioned
" distance " he sighted .
"Distance ?"
" yeah ... I haven't saw you in what feels like forever and you .... arrr you wont let me go near you.. as if your always on edge .. like were gonna get caught .. when we ain't " he sighed taking a deep breath . " love just tell me what the matter ... your driving me crazy "
"How ?" You felt yourself soften under his blue gaze , as you were on the edge to give in .
"I havnt stopped thinking about you " he rubbed the back of his neck , you took a step forward, almost giving in again " when you said you couldn't make it , spend time with me that night. I spend it all alone thinking of you "
A blow ! As if just like that your brain gained consciousness again for the dream that was Steve Rogers he just lied straight up to your face . He wasnt by himself he was with Peggy and by the looks of it he wasnt thinking about you at all .
You turned around and placed the hot water into the mug . You heard a sarcastic chuckle form behind "well ain't you gonna say anything?"
"Like what " you said as calmly as you could with your back away from him .
"Uh I dunno how about I missed you too Steve "he sound like a wounded man .
"Well I didnt " now you were lying as your turned around mug in your hand heading for the door . You saw a broken Steve
"Wha...what " was all he could get out "what do you mean ....y/n please talk to me " he placed a hand on your arm which you pushed of straight away .
"Theres nothing to talk about .." you felt every fiber in your being yelling at you to just jump into his armes but you wouldn't let your self do that as your eyes turned glassy .
"Then why are your eyes telling me something else .... just speak to me , I'm worried "
"Should you be worrying about your wife " you barked back . He was took back by your words .
"Is this .. what's its about.. Sharon " he let out a dry laugh .
"She your wife you should be giving her your full attention and worrie. " you argue.
"You cant be serious ... after the last 8 months your telling me to be a good husband now " he let out another laugh as he placed his hands on his hips.
"You should of been a good husband in the first place.. "
"Ha y/n what are you getting at here ... why are you in a mood all of a sudden "
"I'm not in a mood iv just had my eyes open that's all " you said ,
"What !" His eyes turned glassy as he cleared his throat . " you... you want to end .. this ?" His voice on the verge of tears
NO! You wanted to scream and yell the word , you didnt want it to end .
" yes " felt a lump raise in your throat .
"No no ... " Steve began shaking his head as he stepped closer to you only for you to push passed him and reach for the sink as your breakfast made it's way back up. " oh my god " you heard steve as he made his way next to you and went to touch until you put your hand up.
"Leave ! Just leave me alone " you began crying .
"No ... never . Not when your like this . Never " a single tear rolled down his cheek
"Why do you care !" You whisper yelled "why would you ever care about me anyway I'm not important. You should care about me . This shouldn't of ever happen so tell me Rogers why did it happen. Why do you care !" You wiped your mouth and rinsed the sink
"Why ? " you demand
"Because I.. " he stopped himself as more tears began to roll down his cheek " please ...please dont end this " he begged
"Why !" You were a mess with your tears rolling down your face .
"Because.. " he began
"Because?"
"I love you god damn it !" He yelled .
#chris evans#steve rogers#chris evans fanfiction#captain america#chris evans x reader#steve rogers au#30daysofchris2020#steve rogers x reader#fanfic#comics#Steve#steve rodgers x reader#steve rodgers imagine#steve x reader
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Dont Stand So Close To Me (pt. 2)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/23349577/chapters/55997644
He had sent an email. Innocuous enough. Simply describing the bare minimum of what she would be doing which boiled down to being in his company. He had thought of a few set tasks she would be expected to do: make tea, edit chapters, read reference books, etc.
Jonathan was so terrified to even think of her response. She had already agreed in person. Shouldn't that be enough? No, he knew it wasn't. Nothing would ever be enough but having it in writing before him, having something physical to hold describing how bound she was to him was a start.
Soon.
Soon was in fact sooner than he thought, as she replied enthusiastically within minutes. Jonathan couldn't leave his desk, he just kept rereading her email. What did she mean when she said she was “delighted to work in such esteemed company” Was that flattery? How would she have said “I would love to grab tea with you sometime to go over details?” He imagined the words flying off her lips like a song. What was the exact intent behind her saying “love”? Was it absentminded? Intentional? A romantic implication? Regardless of the actual meaning, it was by far his favorite sentence in the email.
Holding the email so tightly in his mind, he almost felt badly for offering her a position that didn't exactly exist. But it exists now, even if I only created it yesterday. While all Jonathan could think about was spending more time with her, however innocent, he started to worry if this was good for her. Am I just wasting time when she could have an actual job? When she should be with her friends? Writing her thesis?
No, he reasoned with himself. He was a world renowned anthropologist by the age of 25 and had gladly accepted the title of professor at the ripe age of 27. No, being with him would be good for her. He could take care of her, and her career too. Having his name on her resume, as an employer, a recommendation, he could even write her in as coauthor if this book ever started to form beyond scribbled notes. He would gladly help her with her thesis, and would have no issues financially reimbursing her for her time.
No, this was not simply a selfish plan to be with her. He truly had her best interests at heart.
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Two days, an entire two days sustaining himself with only memories of her face, had passed. Finally it was time to see her in lecture again. Though one of the most difficult tasks of his life, he forced himself not to stare, and in fact avoided eye contact entirely. He was quite proud of his self control, though he secretly feared she would see him as rude or cold.
It didn't appear his treatment had bothered her at all as she walked up to him after class beaming.
“Thank you for your email, were you by chance able to see my response?” she asked unassumingly. I've read it hundreds of times. I never knew four lines could excite me so much.
“Yes, I'm sorry I never got a chance to reply!” He ruffled a hand through his hair, quite proud that he had refrained from a gushing email in response. “It's been a very busy week for me between grading papers, meetings and such.” That sounded a lot more professional than ‘I was laying in bed for two days trying to remember your voice’.
“Oh well if you’re not terribly busy at the moment would you like to grab tea now?” She asked, her big round eyes wide with hope. She is definitely asking for a date.
“I think that would be a wonderful break from all of this stress. If you don't mind I know the perfect place.” Jonathan was practically glowing, so terribly excited that this little date was her idea!
The pair strolled out of the academic building idly chatting then somehow she missed a step and nearly face-planted on the ground. Luckily Jonathan’s eyes had never left her, so he was quick to the catch, carefully hoisting her up as she laughed at herself.
“You tripped me!” Was she joking? Did she like my touch?
“I did not! You fell down the stairs.” Jonathan protested.
“Blaming your faux pas on an inanimate object is insulting.” There was that little quirk of her lips again, like she was challenging him to fight and tease back.
Jonathan blushed a bit, rapidly letting go of her waist, “Just please try not to get hurt. I've gotten more scraped knees on these stairs than I care to count.” And she laughed. He was positive it was the most heavenly sound he’d ever heard. It rang out deep, throaty, and totally uninhibited, despite there being many students around.
They made it a few blocks farther as she started telling a story about a Latin teacher she had in high school. She assured him that the teacher was insane in all of the best ways. She was so busy describing their reenactment of the roman tortoise formation that she tripped over her own foot- and right into Jonathan’s arms. Now it was his turn to laugh.
“Was that intentional or are you usually this clumsy” Or do you like being in my arms as much as I love holding you?
“No no, it's just hard to focus on walking when you’re next to me” She didn't look down or pretend to hide her blush, she just continued to grin and look up at him. In that case should I just carry you the rest of the way? Could I pass that off as a joke in case she was being witty?
Sadly they were nearly to the shop. Jonathan had taken her to a cozy little English tea shop nestled in what looked like an old townhouse. He greeted the old couple who ran the shop warmly. He was such a regular, and one of the few Brits in the city, that they had become quick friends.
She quickly exchanged her greetings with the owners before taking a seat with Jonathan at a prim little table. She had only ordered a cup of lavender earl grey, but Jonathan proceeded to change it to a pot, and then added on a pot of Irish breakfast, and a three tiered tea stand. When it arrived it was filled to the brim with tea fancies, sandwiches, marmalades, and biscuits. She stared at him agape.
“Sorry, I didnt have lunch and I'm quite hungry,” He ran his fingers through his hands again, not wanting to look like a man who stuffed his face. “Have as much as you like though! I can always order another.” She simply smiled and took a small biscuit.
Over afternoon tea they discussed the details of her job. She would edit transcripts, mail them to the publisher (whose address in this case was Jonathan’s P.O. box), read any books that may pertain to the subject of his thesis, and any extraneous activities that he may need. Such as making tea (he could not function for long without a cup), bringing lunch, keeping him company etc. Is it too late to add sucking me off under my desk as a routine event? Those were the sort of things normal assistants did right? Pleasing their boss for a raise?
Jonathan shocked himself with the perverted and unwelcome thought. He pushed it far down within himself gritting his teeth with disgust. He loathed the way he thought about her like that, especially when there was nothing but a flimsy table separating them. But he couldn't deny how often that situation played in his mind.
With the details agreed upon, she would start compiling and digitizing his notes the next day. The lunch ended soon after, but not before Jonathan asked for her phone number for faster contact of course. Definitely not for more personal conversations.
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Walking up to his office the next evening Jonathan heard some girls whispering rather loudly as he approached. One glared daggers at him so he paused to listen, but could only make out phrases of their conversation.
“Professor Joestar”
“that girl from his 11:00 class”
“couldn't keep their hands off each other”
“Teacher’s pet”
“Probably fucked in his office”
It took a good deal to make Jonathan mad, but this was more than enough. He was practically vibrating with rage at the blatant disrespect of her and himself. Over things that haven't even happened yet No things that would never happen. Things that couldn't happen.
“Excuse me girls, I couldn't help but overhear your rather loud conversation concerning me and your classmate. If you have any issues I would be happy to discuss them with me during my office hours.” He peered between the girls, all of them haughty with sneers of jealousy on their faces. “But I dont think Ive ever seen any of you there before…”
“Teachers pet, you said?” Jonathan looked into the redhead’s eyes, the girl who had made the snide remark. “Kaylee is it? Perhaps you would be ‘teacher’s pet’ if you attended office hours and didn't already have a C in my class two weeks in.” He glared at all the girls now, giggling at their friend’s misfortune.
“I recommend putting more effort into my class than this nonsense.”
Horribly cruel girls, he couldn't believe they had the nerve to mock not just their professor, but her too. He gave them a curt nod before walking quickly away, though not in the direction of his office. He could skip grading papers this evening. He needed her immediately.
He took out his phone and finally dialed the number that his fingers had been itching for. “Hello?”
“Jonathan, is everything alright? Did I forget to do something?”
“No, everything is fine. Are you free to come over to my apartment tonight?” Oh that sounded too suggestive But before he could think of some reason she must immediately come over, she replied.
“I’d be happy to,” he could practically hear her grinning through the phone, “what’s the address?”
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Chikara: Zenshin suru (2/?)
Summary:Moving forward. At least thats what Ellie is trying to do. Meanwhile Colt finds trouble back home. Catch up HERE. If you would like added to the tag list, let me know.
Raiting: Mature. This series deals with violence, angst, death, sexual situations and bad choices. Read at your own risk.
Ellie sat up in disbelief oh you have got to be kidding me she flopped back down on the bed. "Oooh come on Ellie, its gonna be so much fun." Ellie rolled her eyes as she was lifted up off the bed. "Seriously Ingrid, how the hell did you end up in here? You had a different roommate." Ellie groaned, could her luck get any worse? A horribly emotional Thanksgiving, and now this, she was convinced someone hated her.
"Well," Ingrid flipped her hair and sat on ellies bed "I put in for a new roommate before Thanksgiving. She was horrible, she used to microwave liver, the dorm smelled like burnt rotten sneakers." She pointed her finger to her throat, making a gagging sound. "So they called with this opening and well, here I am!" She perked up. "Come on, there's a party tonight in the dorms across the quad, lets go."
"A party? God no. I'm really not in the mood to party, it was a long, long break and a long flight, you go on without me this time ok. " Ellie refused.
"No can do! I have watched you mope around this campus like a sad little puppy dog. It stops now! Get up, get your ass dressed." Ellie eyed Ingrid in disbelief, was she really going to allow her high school rival boss her around. She stared at Ingrid a moment longer, arms folded against her chest. "Fiiiiiiine!" She got up and started getting ready. Once she was fully dressed she grabbed Colts jacket and walked out the door.
They walked into the crowded halls of the building across the quad. The music pumping throughout, kegs in many of the rooms and almost everyone had a red solo cup in hand. "Want a beer?" Ingrid tried talking over the loud music. "No. I don't drink." She shouted back, Ingrid shrugged her shoulders "suit yourself." Ingrid paraded Ellie around, introducing her to so many people. She felt oddly out of place, but if she was going to try and move on, she figured maybe this was a start. What she wouldn't give to have Riya here with her now, but Riya was a little over an hour away at hartfeld. They were standing there talking to some girl Ingrid knew when two guys approached, one with Dark blonde hair, the other a brunette with stunning blue eyes. The girl walked away leaving the two of them, with the two guys. "Looking good Ingrid." The blonde smirked as he leaned in kissing Ingrid's cheek. "Kyle, this is Ellie. Ellie, kyle." Ellie gave him a shy wave. "Nice to meet you Ellie, this is my friend Nick." Kyle introduced the two.
Ingrid and Kyle were caught up in an intense, flirtatious conversation, leaving Ellie and Nick standing there. "So. You don't look like you want to be here." Nick finally broke the silence. "I'm not really into the whole party scene." She admitted. "Neither am I, I only came because Kyle wanted to see Ingrid." He chuckled as he stood next to Ellie. "Yeah. Ingrid drug me out. Still getting used to being friends with her, after being rivals for so long."
"Oh, so you two knew each other before college?" He quirked his brow, seemingly interested in having a conversation with her. "Yeah. We went to the same high school. Battled for valedictorian our senior year."
Nick leaned in a little closer. "And which one of you won it?" His voice low and Intoxicating. She bit her lower lip. Trying to stop the huge grin from spreading across her face. "I bet it was you. You got that smart and beautiful thing going for you." Her face was now beat red. "Beautiful huh?" She tried to even her voice, praying he didn't hear the slight tremor. "I call it how I see it. And you Ellie, are probably the most beautiful woman here." Ellie turned a deep shade of crimson, it had been a while since anyone flirted with her. She couldn't help but think about Colt, what he was doing in that moment, wondering if he even thought of her at all anymore. Ellie mentally reprimanded herself, she was trying to move on with her life, she needed to stop pretending that she and Colt were anything but a distant memory now. "Hey Nick, wanna dance?" Nick smiled wide "Lets do it."
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California…
Colt climb off his bike and stashed it, he made his way quickly down the familiar street and ducked in the side through the loose boards. He had been coming to the shop here and there for a few months, ever since the heat from the FBI died down. He hadn't been in a couple weeks, he spent Thanksgiving break with his mom and he was itching to get back to the shop and continue his treasure hunt. He started in the back of the shop, mostly sticking to the private quarters. His pop wasn't like a regular blue collar guy, he didn't use a bank except for the legit auto shop account. Everything else he had was hidden in the shop like In the walls where one or more of his great grandparents installed a fireproof safe, Loose floorboards, hollowed out cabinets with a removable panel. Colt had found the deed to the garage, a copy of Kaneko's will leaving everything to him, the original he was certain in a safe deposit box somewhere, he knew he would have to piece clues together, it was what his dad did. He also found Several stacks of money, bonds and other property deeds.
He climbed the steps to Logans loft. He had yet to go up there, the bitter taste of Jealousy still thick on his tongue. He hated Logan from the moment he met him, he hated that a pretty boy was his father's prize poodle, he had the nice car, the good jobs, and he had Ellie eating out of the palm of his hand. He snorted, a smirk forming on his lips when that changed. He swore he could still feel the softness of her lips pressed against his, her arms wrapped tightly around him as they lost themselves in the pacific.
Colt walked through the room, stepping over debris, a gaping hole in the roof letting the moonlight shine in giving him some natural light.
He found a metal box under the burnt bed frame, he had to pry it open, not much inside except a few slips of paper and a flash drive. He checked his phone, 9pm. He had been there longer then he should. He pocketed the flash drive and descend the stairs to the bay. His eyes landed on something glimmering in the moonlight. He reached down to pick up the item, his heart caught in his chest as he realized what it was.
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The day he took Ellie to her driving test, he wandered around inside the dmv, waiting for her to finish up. He knew she would pass, she was a natural. A rack of keychains sat displayed in front of him, he fumbled through them until he found the perfect one.
He waited outside as Ellie bounced out of the DMV, a freshly printed license in hand. "I passed, I passed!" She squealed as she threw her arms around Colts neck. "Congratulations. Here I got you something." He held out the silver crown keychain. Ellie looked between him and the key chain, as she took it out of his hand "thank you colt. But why a crown?" Colt shrugged his shoulders, "I'll tell you later, now come on let's get back to the shop."
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How did it get here? He knew Ellie had it on her keychain when she left for school, she hadn't been back to the shop after that night, unless. Unless she was there, sometime while he was away. He felt the lump in this throat grow bigger, she was there and he could have seen her. In that moment the need to see her, to feel her in his arms, to hear her voice, taste the sweetness of her lips. It was all too much to bare. He shook the thoughts from his head, she was at Langston, safely away from the crime ridden streets of LA, it wouldn't be long until he was with her again.
He put the keychain in his pocket, along with the flash drive and headed to where he stashed his bike a few blocks over. He kept looking over his shoulder, a nagging feeling he was being followed. He got to his stash spot, attempting to quickly climb on his bike and start it and thats when he hit him. Colt crashed to the ground with a thud, his bike coming with him. He had just enough time to roll as his attacker came down on him with a knife. He sprang to his feet, adrenaline coursing through him. His assailant charged forward, colt side stepping, grabbing the attacker by the arm, bringing his elbow down on his shoulder, the knife hitting the ground with a clatter.
The man clutched his shoulder, crying out in pain. "Wrong choice buddy. Guess you don't know who I am?" Colt spat as the man turned, baring a rage filled face. "I don't ask names, I do what im told." He circled Colt, looking for his opening when his fist connected hard with Colts jaw. The attacker grabbed the knife, as colt lunged forward, tackling him to the ground. Colts first landing blow after blow, the man lifted his hand, slicing into colts side. Fuck! Colt screamed out in pain, it only fueled his rage further as he screamed "Who sent you?" he screamed as he twisted his body bringing the mans arm behind him,incapacitating him. "Arg, not going. To tell you." Colt shook his head as he pulled his arm further behind him. "Ahhh. Wallace. His names wallace." Satisfied colt released his hold on the man, shoving him to the ground. "Of course he didnt give you a fucking name. The little bitch. He knew you'd never fucking do it." Colt circled the man, stalking him like a lion and he was his prey. The man looked up at him confused, A devious smirk played on his lips, "the names Kaneko." He let the name set in. "I'm thinking the letters M.P.C are flashing in your mind right now aren't they?" The man sat there, paralyzed in fear. "Now, you run and tell all your friends, that MPC still runs things." The man nodded his head and took off.
Colt clutched his side, the realization that he was hurt crashing down on him at once. He hopped on his bike, flying down the highway to the only place he could think to go.
He pulled up to a small house in a backwoods California town, Killed the engine and walked to the house. He reached the door, banging harder than necessary. "Colt. What the hell are you doing here?" The voice spoke through the latched door. "I know. I'm sorry but, its an emergency." He pulled his blood covered hand from his side. "I need your help."
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Ocean Eyes
Part four
Tom Holland x female reader
Summary: he loves her but you're in love with him.
Warning: sad
part one
part two
part three
part five
Ocean Eyes Playlist
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Losing Tom was the hardest thing you ever had to do. You ignored all his texts and phone calls. Every time he’d come over you would pretend not to be home. It broke you more and more everyday. You tried to forget about Tom. You went on dates, you joined various dating apps. None of those dates worked out of course. Most of the guys were just creepy, or they had some of issue. You knew you were just making excuses throughout the date. “Oh he ordered that? It can’t work out.” Whatever you did never worked you still always craved Tom. You could never really get rid of that damn boy. He was tattooed on your brain.
It killed you that you had to stay away from him. It was slowly killing Harrison as well. Harrison had to stand by and watch the destruction she had caused. He watched you break down every night. He held you close when you couldn’t handle the pain. He watched Tom slowly lose his mind. Tom was confused, he was hurt. Why had you stopped talking to him? Did he do something wrong? Harrison had to watch Tom break, and he couldn’t answer his questions. He was stuck in the middle, and it was slowly killing him.
Tom felt his whole heart breaking off piece by piece. You were his best friend. You were there for him through everything. You stood by his side thru thick and thin. But you were gone now. He felt anger. Why weren't you there? What did he do? Of course he had his love by his side. But it wasn't the same. He wanted you. He needed you.
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You were at your local store. You had ran out of ice cream and needed to stock up. You grabbed your favorite and Harrison's favorite before making your way through the ails. You didn’t see the body hat was coming your way. You crashed into them, dropping all your ice cream on the floor.
Groaning you bent down to pick up your ice cream.
"I’m so sorry i didn’t see you." The figure said. You ignored the familiar voice. They bent down to help you.
"Its fine." You said , annoyed. You looked up expecting to see someone else instead you saw Tom. The boy that caused all the ice cream.
You quickly jolted up. You wanted to run out of there and never look back, but you also wanted your ice cream.
Tom looked up at you with wide eyes. Anger, sadness, and confusion flashed thru his eyes. He stood up, slowly handing you your ice cream. You took it from his hands. Both of you not saying a word.
Tom broke the silence. "Where have you been?" His voice held confusion, mixed with a bit of anger.
You avoided his burning gaze. “I’ve been busy.” You lie.
Tom scoffs “You’re a horrible liar.”
You shook your head. “I can’t do this right now Tom.” You held the cold ice cream to your chest. You turned to walk away but before you could Tom grabbed your arm.
“Then, when Y/N? When can we do this? I’ve been trying to get your attention for weeks. Please just tell me what i did and i’ll fix it.” Toms voice cracked.His eyes watered “I promise I’ll fix it.” He pressed his lips together, holding back a cry.
You squeezed your eyes shut to hold back the tears that were trying to escape. you opened her eyes, looking at Toms distressed face. She grabbed his hand, giving it a squeeze.
“I can’t.” You whisper.
You let go of Tom, before walking away. You left Tom standing there, heartbroken and confused. Tom felt his heart fall into pieces. The tears pooled in his eyes kept falling as he watched his best friend leave.
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Tom headed home, he didn't bother wiping his tears away. He had no energy to move, eat, or even breathe at that point. He was still so very confused. He thought about what he couldv'e done, what couldve caused her behavior, but he came up empty. He felt like his heart had been ripped out and stomptef on repeatiatly. He felt numb driving home. He forgot all about the food he was supposed to pick up so he could have dinner with his beautiful girlfriend. He didnt care how reckless he drove or how many red lights and stop signs he passed. He just wanted to get home and sleep his problems away.
Of course that wasn’t an option. His girlfriend had decided to stop by and pay Tom a visit. She waited on his sofa, flipping thru the channels on his TV. Tom didn’t notice her when he walked in. He tried heading straight up stairs. She watched him stumble in, she watched him trip over his shoes and throw off his jacket. He tried walking up the stairs, before he could make it, she called for him.
"Tom." She grabbed his attention.
He looked at her will tear stained cheeks. His eyes held sorrow He looked miserable, The bags under his eyes darkened, his face was paler than usual. Her eyes softened, she walked over to him, putting a hand on his cheek. Tom closed his eyes and let out a breath.
"What's wrong?" She whispered.
Tom let himself fall apart. He wrapped his arms around her neck, pulling her in for a hug. He felt her wrap her arms around his waist. He sobbed into her neck. She pulled him as close to her as she can. She let him feel vulnerable in front of her.
They stayed like that for a couple minutes. She didn't say a word, she let Tom take the time he needed. Slowly Tom stopped violently crying. He sniffled in her neck.
"Sorry." His voice was strained from crying. He pulled away from her.
She wiped the tears from his face. “It’s okay.” She looked into his eyes, her heart ached for Tom. "Tell me whats wrong." She softly said.
He licked his lips. He was debating whether or not to say it. Saying it can make it real, and he didnt want it to be real. He let out a sigh.
"I dont think Y/N wants me anymore." Tom bit his lip, holding back another sob.
She felt the guilt creep up. Knowing that she was the reason Tom was so broken pained her. She felt her heart drop to her stomach. How could she be so selfish? She didnt think how tom would feel about his best friend leaving. She was filled with jealousy and rage and acted out. She knew she could never compete with Y/N. She thought she had to get rid of her. She thought if you were gone then she could have Tom all to herself. She didnt think about the pain tom would feel.
The tears well up in her eyes. "Tom." She whispers. She looks down ashamed. "Its my fault."
Tom looked at her with confusion. His eyebrows furrowed. "What do you mean?"
She looked up at him, tears fell from her eyes. "I think you should talk to her. "
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You were numb.
Your ears were ringing.
Your vision was blurry.
Your cheeks felt wet.
You didn’t hear Harrison walk in. You didn’t feel him shake you. You didn't hear him ask you whats wrong. You didn't feel him wrap his arms around you.
You just sat still, numb. You felt anger pulse thru your body. You were angry at her. Why did she do that? Why did she take him away? Everything was fine without her. You was fine with loving him from a distance. Why did he pick her? Why did he fall in love with her? What was wrong with you?
You were angry at yourself. Why did you let her get you? Why did you let her take your best friend? Why did you fall in love him?
All these thoughts swarmed your head making your head feel on fire. Harrison stopped trying to get information out of you. He just held you, like hes been doing for weeks. He held you tight against his chest. He didn’t know what was going on but he didn’t care. All that mattered to him was that you weren't alone. You would never be alone.
The doorbell rang. It grabbed Harrison’s attention but you still couldn't hear. Harrison shook you, trying to snap you out of your thoughts.
"Y/N, the door." You still didn't move.
Harrison sighed before letting you go. He walked downstairs. He threw open the door ready to tell whoever it was to leave. But when he saw Tom, standing there with tear stained cheeks and his hair demolished, he knew he had to let him in this time.
He stepped aside, letting tom in. "Shes upstairs." Harrison says. He lets Tom walk up the stairs towards you.
Harrison stayed behind, leaving them alone to talk.
Tom walked slowly up the stairs. He grew nervous. He felt goosebumps creep up. His hands shook and he started to sweat on his forehead. He opened your door. He saw you sitting on your bed, your cheeks drenched in tears, the mascara you had worn covered below your eyes. Tom felt his heart ache. He hated knowing that he was the one you cried for. That he did this to you.
"Y/N?" He called out.
Toms voice snapped you back into reality. When you saw him your voice caught in your throat. Why was he here? He needed to leave.
"Just go away." Your voice gave out at the end of your sentence.
"She told me." Tom went straight to the point. He needed to hear it from you, not her.
You gasped. Why would she tell him? She promised she wouldn't if you stayed away. You did what she asked, why was she punishing you?
"She lied." You avoided his strong gaze. You wanted him out. You wanted to save yourself from the embarrassment.
"No she didn't." Tom tried to sit next to you, but you stood up, moving away from him.
"Please, just go." You snapped. You hated her. You hated every bone in her body. You wish she never came and ruined your life.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Tom sounded broken. He needed answers.
You laughed bitterly. "Why would you wanna know Tom? Why would you care? You're happy with her Tom, and I'm okay with that. You didn't need to know." You tightened your jaw. Your finger nails were clawing at your palms.
"I deserved to know." Tom spat. He needed you to say it.
"No you don’t. It was my choice and she took that away from me." You shouted at Tom. Your voice was slowly fading from all the crying. Your throat felt raw.
"Say it." Tom demanded. Tears fell from his eyes. "I want you to say it." He whispers.
You let the tears fall again. “I-I can’t” Your lip quivered.
“Say it!” Tom shouted, with tears dropping down to the floor.
You flinched, tom never yelled at you before. You took a deep breath before letting it out slowly. You looked into his eyes.
“I love you.” You whisper.
Tom felt relief flood through his body. He let out a breath he didnt know he was holding. He swore he could feel his heart gluing itself back together.
He walked over to you slowly. You looked down at your feet.
He grabbed your face in his hands, forcing you to look into his eyes. His thumb rubbed against your cheek. He pressed his forehead against yours.
"Tom what are you-" You were cut off by Toms lips.
You were shocked at first, but you started to kiss back. Your lips moved in sync. He pulled you closer, deepening the kiss. His lips tasted salty from his tears, but that didn’t stop you. He traced his tongue along your bottom lip. You let him in. His tongue explored your mouth.
You pulled apart. You could feel your lips tingling. You smiled at Tom.
Your heart was beating like crazy. You felt shivers up your spine.
Tom grinned at you. His eyes were sparkling with love.
"I love you." He whispers. "I'm sorry I didn't realize it sooner."
You kissed his nose. You brought your hands to his cheeks.
“You really know how to make me cry, Tom Holland.” You chuckle.
He bites his lip. He grabs your waist lifting you off the ground. You squeal and wrap your legs around his waist. Your laugh fills the air as he spins you around.
Harrison watches his two best friends finally come together. He smiles at them,leaning against the door frame.
“It’s about god damn time.” He jokes aloud, bringing your attention towards him.
You both smile at Harrison. Tom let you drop down to your feet. “It would’ve happened sooner if it wasn’t for this crybaby.” Tom joked. He threw an arm around you, pulling you close.
You rolled your eyes, shoving his arm off. “Fuck off.” You said with a smile.
Tom looked at you with adoration. “Not anymore, my love.” He said. His words making you weak in the knees. You felt your face grow hot.
You felt happiness for the first time in a long time. The boy who broke your heart, made your heart put itself together.
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Jealous
Request: “Hey! I don't know if you do requests but it would be amazing to read a t'challa x reader imagine where he falls in love for the reader (who he meets outside Wakanda) and bucky (already being there) tries to steal his girl lol so t'challa gets really jealous and does v fluffy stuff to prove bucky that she's not his girl hahaha idk I thought it could be interesting. Thank you <3″
Pairing: T’challa x reader, Bucky x reader (slightly)
Warnings: jealousy, language, fluff
You had to meet T’challa and Bucky in the CIA headquarters. You were working beside Ross, normally doing assistant obs like bland paperwork, organizing emails, phone calls and getting him coffee, just normal mundane stuff, but Ross was kind and the pay was ridiculously good so you stayed. Whilst Bucky was being brainwashed by the 'Doctor' you had been downstairs with Natasha and Tony, fetching them paperwork on the accords, making them acknowledge their leadership and so on, but you had been violently interrupted by the huge sack of human muscle that attacked you all. Just before the super soldier stalked towards you, T'challa had pushed you out of the way, fighting the soldier whilst you lay on the floor, panicking.
As you where lying on the cold floor, your wrist aching as you landed on it, you selfishly admired the muscles on both the men, watching them exchange punches and pushed, but overall, Bucky had managed to land a heavy blow to T'challas cheat, making him fall back and next to you on the floor.
You both shared intense eye contact with each other, your eyes wide and full of concern, almost mimicking his as he had a slight tint of mischieve in them. He smirked at you before crawling up again, racing after the soldier as the began to fight again of the staircase before he disappeared. T'challa looked around once more before rushing to your side, hoisting you up onto the nearest table, standing between your legs as he looked you over. A small cut had formed on the side of your face from your impact, and you had sprained your wrist. It wasn't anything major or important, but he acted as if you had broken your neck. You found his concern delightfully charming as you laughed, moving your hand to his face as you brushed your fingers over his own cut.
"You ok darling?" He asked, his eyes searching yours and his lips pouted slightly; he brought his hand up to cup your face as you smile sweetly, both of you giggling slightly as you felt the sparks fly between your skin.
"I'm fine, your highness," You whispered almost, your breath faltering as you unintentionally squeezed your thighs against his thick build. You heard him grunt as he wrapped you in his arms, lifting you up from the table so you could stand, your body flush against his as you looked up into his deep dark eyes, watching them shine as you stared at each other. You felt giddy, you had only met this man and you felt like you where already fall head over heels; like you had some silly high school crush all over again, and it was with the fucking king.
You pulled back abruptly as you heard a sly cough, looking over to see one of his guards 'Ayo' as you knew her She was looking you up and down like a disaster piece, making you step back a great deal more form the king, casting your gaze down to the floor. She walked over and whispered in his ear, not being able to hear their conversation as you detected it was in an unknown language and you couldn't hear them that well anyway.
"Of course Ayo, I'm bringing a guest," He replied, obviously louder than her crude whispered. You looked up at him, surprised and confused as he was just staring right back at you, smirking as he shooed Ayo away, holding his hand out for you. You gently took it in his as he leads you back to his designated office. You walked through multiple hallways and stairs, gaining looks of all sorts from the officers, walking past Agent Ross as he raised his eyebrows at you, yourself shrugging in return as he waved you on, being slightly dragged by T'challas mighty grip.
"Your majesty, where are we going?" You asked, stuttering almost as you ran to try and keep up with his giant steps.
"Please darling, call me T'challa or King, either way, I'm gonna get excited," He laughed, quickly winking at you as he now stepped faster, walking with a purpose. You approached a door, watching him violently opening it and just as quickly shutting it as yous tumbled in, your back turned against the edge of the large wooden desk, his body sauntering towards yours. He looked so damn delicious in that tight black top, your hands reached up to place your hands on his upper chest, his hands landing on yours as they intertwined, lifting each hand beside your bodies, as you watched him lean in slowly, teasing you as his smirk plastered his face. You rolled your eyes as you pushed forward, catching your body in his as your lips clashed against each other, moving in a dramatic fight as you both teased and played with one another. You were both dramatic, frantic and desperate to get more from each other, to feel more of the electricity that flowed through you.
"Come away with me, princess," He sighed, his eyes closed as you both breathed heavily, your chests heaving up and down as you laughed.
"Anything, my King,"
Weeks had passed, and you had been copped up in T'challas quarters by his order; most days he would walk in and out, keeping you company most of the time, but in the last few days he had been more focused on work and extra. You had already been accepted by his little sister, becoming best friends within the first hour you arrived at the wonderful city, his mother took convincing to welcome an outsider in her own home, however, her heart warmed when she listened to her son talk fondly over you. other than that, not many people spoke to you, going on about their lives, ignoring that one weird girl that stayed in the Kings bedroom all day every day.
However, Shuri had convinced you to start coming out with her down to the border side to meet Sergent Barnes; helping her look after him and tend to him when she couldn't. You enjoyed having the company of another 'outsider', it made you feel less lonely, you and Barnes got on fine, his old antics made you giggle furiously as you spent most of your new acquainted time teaching him modern day stuff, like the cultures, politics, and stuff, whilst Shuri taught him about all the technology and his new prosthetics. You found yourself sending more time with Bucky than T'challa, you knew it wasn't his fault, as he had worked as King, and with the new Wakandan Outer Reach Centre, everyone was busy, accept you and Barnes.
"So, hows you and the King?" Bucky asked, the two of you sitting on the lakeside, watching all the birds settle on the tops of the water, the sun glowing a low orange across the sky, the trees, and nature lining the lakeside perfectly. You two often came here together to get away from all the hustle of the inner city, plus Bucky enjoyed staying near the kids, who were deeply fascinated by him, and vice versa. You let out a deep sigh as you twiddled the single blade of grass in between your fingers, your feet swaying in the cool water beneath you.
"We're fine, when I see him anyway," You said, a small sincere smile forming on your lips as you continued to look at the ground, "He spends most of his time with the Council, and when he gets back home is flat out like a light, just crashed on the bed, an when I wake he's gone again," You looked up to Bucky, who was looking out into the water, his eyes full of sorrow and worry. Your relationship with T'challa was confusing, more complicated than anyother you had; he had brought you to Wakanda with a promise to show you the world, treat you like a queen and love you unconditinatly, and you knew it was extreme, dropping everything for a man you had met for a few days, but there was just something about T'challa that made your heart flutter and your soul sing, he was the most precious and caring person you had ever meet, and youd be dammed if you ever let him go for the sake of your selfish needs.
"I get you doll, I really do. But I mean he's running a whole country as well as helping others, it's not easy," He said, now cupping his hand on top of yours as he ran his thumb up and down, carving smooth patterns along his wake. You sat in silence, feeling more comfortable as you rested your head on his shoulder, just watching the sunset as the setting sun reflected off the smooth surface of the crystal water. You truly felt like you were in a dreamland, it was so beautiful, and you had the best company; you always contemplated if you were really in a coma from the events at the CIA office, but all your love felt too true to be a dream.
"I know he cares for you," Bucky spoke, more quiet than usual as his arm wrapped around you, digging your head further into his shoulder as you closed your eyes, more than ready to fall asleep right then and there. You're where so wrapped up in your own thoughts that you didnt hear your beloved stalk up behind you, watching in rage as the soldier's arms wrapped around you like you where his.
"Whats going on here?" He growled, making you quickly latch off of Bucky and stand to your feet, almost slipping from the wetness of your feet. You almost ran into T'challas arms, but the angered face he had stopped you from doing so, you noticed the slight tiredness and rage in his eyes, his hands clenched into tight fists as his stance was forward, looking ready to pounce.
"T'challa? You alright?" You asked, your voice wavering slightly as you reached your arm out to touch him, but he pulled back, making your heart sink right to the fucking floor. Your mouth fell open as you let out a small 'oh' and looked down, almost ashamed.
"Look, man, I don't know what you think this is, but nothing was happening hones-" Bucky spoke before T'challa lunged at him, pinning him beneath his figure. Bucky did nothing to stop the attack, not wanting to do any more damage than he had to the both of you. T'challa didnt throw any punches or cuts as he just stood over Bucky, growling in his face as he looked like an animal, wild and possessive. Your arms wrapped around T'challas waist, holding tight as you leaned up to his side, whispering sweet nothings into his ear, feeling his muscles relax slightly as he began to regain his composure.
"Baby, I promise," You said, all of you now standing in a circle as you held out your pinky finger, watching as both T'challa and Bucky looked down at it in confusion. You rolled your eyes and forcefully wrapped your pinky around T'challas, watching his eyes light up as your skin touched, sending bolts of fire throughout your entire body. At that current moment, you felt the need for T'challa, to have him close, near you always; it was a selfish need and you didnt want anything less.
Suddenly, T'challas strong arms were wrapped around you so tight, your body flushed against his as he smashed your lips together. It felt just as magical as the first time you lip-locked, fireworks and sparks lighting all around you as a shiver went down your spine. Feeling his own warmth against yours made you blissfully happy as you smiled into the kiss, both of you giggling slightly as you continued to make out in front of the stunned soldier. You had almost forgotten he was still standing there, looking at you both in shock. Your hands traveled to the front of T'challa chest, resting on his hard abs as you traced the outlines of all his muscles, making him groan slightly into the kiss; you pulled back quickly, need to catch your breath and regain your sanity.
"Damn I guess I'll just go then," Bucky said, holding his hands in the air, chuckling at the two of you, embracing each other like a wedded couple. The moment was beyond perfect, the sky lit up by pink and purple light, the hue glowing off of T'challas face, making him look like a god compared to every man you had ever meet.
The next couple of days were better than the passing weeks, T'challa had gone out of his way to show you his country, spending more time with you during the day and tending to you gently every night. He had moved Bucky inside the palace, he said it was so the doctors and guards could keep a closer eye on him, but it was really so he could show off your relationship in front of him. Making you scream and beg every night loud enough so Bucky could hear it; kissing you every time he walked past you together, and pulling you away from him whenever you here looking after him. You knew it was irritating Bucky slightly, but you couldn't help but laugh every time, watching as Buckys mood changed as soon as T'challa touched you in front of him.
Whenever you confronted T'challa about it, he would always act as if he was innocent, just 'sharing the love', but you knew the hint of mischief in his eyes everytime he would see Bucky. You would always roll your eyes at his behaviour, but you liked his neediness, watching him get possessive over you everytime a man would even look at you; it made you feel like a princess, proper and loved.
"T'challa?" You hummed, both of you just laying on the bed together, placing your book on the countertop next to you, turning on your side to admire the King beside you.
"Yes, my princess," He replied, looking up at you as his eyes twinkled, your cheeks blushing as you both just stared at each other.
"I love you," You whispered, you head coming down to rest on his chest, tracing small patterns onto his sides as you cradled him almost. You were so happy and content, you wanted to stay like this forever, just you and him against the world.
"I love you too, my darling,"
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[SUMMARY: Negan works on winning Everly back as his jealousy continues to rise.]
Fluff
Negan and Everly PART TWO
As the days went on Negan never left your side. It was hard to consider yourself suddenly back together with him after everything and you weren't afraid to let him know this. As stubborn as he was, he didnt care if you considered yourself with him or not. He knew he wasnt going to leave your side and he promised himself he'd show you that you could trust him. One thing you noticed was that you never really saw Daryl anymore. You missed his friendship and his company. He watched from afar but decided not to meddle in as long as you were okay. Until one day he spotted Negan on the porch by himself having a beer. The door of the house was open and he noticed you looking a bit uncomfortable on the couch. You winced feeling the baby begin to kick hard when Daryl headed towards the house. Negan looking out in the other direction never noticing Daryl making his way close to the door. Without stepping in, he peaked inside and heard you moan in discomfort.
"Ya alright"? Negan turned to Daryls voice, his voice instantly making you look up.
"Hey, yeah I'm fine. The baby is just kicking a whole lot today." You called out to him just as Negan leaned in to look over at you to make sure you were indeed alright.
"Shes fine, why dont you go worry about your pal Rick."
"Should make sure ya womans alright before going about cha business." He looked over at the beer bottle sitting on the floor in reference.
"Oh you're just waiting for me to screw up arent you?" Negan grinned getting very close to Daryl.
"Daddy fucks up so ol' red neck Daryl can save the day."
"Negan it's fine." You rushed to the door as fast as you could not liking how they both stared at each other. Daryl turned away from him as you stepped to the door and unhooked something from his belt.
"Here, I got cha these. Heard they good for babies or somethin'." Negan watched as Daryl handed you a small bag of blue berries making him scoff.
"You just dont give up."
"Negan he isnt doing anything wrong. Thank you, Daryl."
Negan didnt take his eyes off Daryl who eventually gave him a threatening glare in return. The two men slowly charging closer to one another before Daryl sucked his teeth.
"Ya ain't worth getting her worked up."
Daryl quietly walked away as Negan looked down at him in disapproval and watched him walk off the porch.
"Come on get inside." Negan turned back to you entering the house with you.
"What do I gotta do, get you some fucking blue berries for you to not be mad at me anymore." Negan muttered under his breath making you sigh.
"I'm not mad...I'm just hurt." Negan looked over at you with your response. A soft sight of guilt on his face, he knew he had messed up. He knew you had a right to feel how you felt and didnt argue back. You turned away with your hands on your lower back, today the pain felt worse than usual. You took a deep breath before suddenly feeling Negans hands on your back.
"Just relax, the asshole has a point. I dont need you upset." Truth be told Negan wanted to rip Daryl apart. He couldnt stand the way he would catch Daryl looking at you. He blamed himself for this as he knew if he had been around, no other man would've taken care of you the way he was supposed to.
The next day you woke up close to the afternoon, carrying a baby around was alot of work.
"What the hell is that?" You whispered hearing loud noise coming from the living room. Rubbing your eyes as you opened your bedroom door, you found Negan laying on the living room floor beneath what looked like a crib. Squinting your eyes in confusion, you walked towards where Negan was as he sat up and noticed you in the living room.
"You like it?" He grinned happily as he stood up.
"Where....? How?" Is all you could ask, never did you think your baby would be able to have a crib of their own.
"I went on a little run this morning, got a few things that I think you and the baby will need. Check this out." Negan spoke with excitment as he picked up a box showing you baby bottles and baby clothes he picked up.
"I got boy clothes and girl clothes cause shit, I dont fucking know what we're having. Some baby books here, I just took eveything from a day care."
Speechless you looked at Negan as he continued unpacking all things he found. A smile appearing on your face as you watched him show you toys he found as well.
"You did this all by yourself?"
"Do I look like the kinda man that needs any assistance?" He responded humoursly.
"I dont know what to say... I-" distracted by the bloody bandage on Negans arm you cut yourself off.
"Oh my gosh, what happened?" You rushed beside him taking his arm in your hand.
"Little bruised up, nothing I couldnt handle. I'm alright, darling." Negan watched as you observed the bloody bandage with very concerned eyes, you yourself realized how worried you became. Feeling him looking down at you, you looked up, the two of you silently staring into each others eyes. It had been so long since you had looked at him this way, in that moment Negan wanted to lean in and kiss you. Truth be told, you wanted it as well. But then, maybe it was those damn baby hormones making you feel all soft inside, abruptly you turned away putting your attention to the baby clothes. Negan could tell you were fighting it, he could tell you were still hurt as you had every right to he.
"Well these baby clothes are very nice Negan. I love everything, thank you."
"Better than them blue berries, huh?" Negan teased not being able to help himself. Laughing it off you walked back to the bedroom.
"I'm going to go sit out on the porch!" You called out to him as you changed into a comfortable casual lavender dress.
"I'm going to-" Negan heard you stop with a gasp.
"Youre going to what?" He called out a bit concerned.
"Everly?" Negan ran to your bedroom to find you with your eyes closed and your hand on your belly before you let out a sigh.
"Sorry, the doctor told me whenever I feel a sharp kick to take a deep breath slowly."
Negan was out of breath from his heart jumping in fear.
"God dammit woman, you okay now?"
"Yes, Negan I have it under control." You walked past him to make your way to the porch. Confident in the breathing techniques your doctor showed you, you lay back on the chair outside watching the people walk by. A few minutes later Negan came out and bought you some fruit.
"Mmm..these fruits grew amazingly." Taking a bite out of one you savored the juices that came out of it.
"The fuck is he looking at?" Negan whispered causing you to look up at him. Angrily he stared out at Daryl who was on the other side facing the both of you.
"Negan..." you whispered grabbing onto his hand. Daryl took two steps foward making Negan step down from the porch.
"Negan please dont start.." you called out to him, struggling to push yourself up as the two men walked to each other stopping face to face.
Negan distracted by the jealous rage he had for Daryl did not pay attention to you speaking.
"What the hell do you want? You think I dont know what the fuck I'm doing?" Negan stared directly at Daryl, his brows deeply knitted together.
"You think you can do better than me?"
Daryl didnt say a word, simply looking directly at Negan with disgust. After a moment, Negan broke out into a sarcastic smirk.
"Go ahead hit me, show Everly the big and bad man you are." He whispered in his face making Daryl make a fist.
"Go ahead, do it." He unexpectedly shoved Daryl.
"Negan!" You screamed feeling too exhausted to get to where he was when Daryl suddenly swung at him. With a gasp, you watched as the two men began to fight each other. Daryl swinging once again at Negan who ducked and speared him onto the ground.
"Stop it!" You screamed suddenly feeling a sharp pain like none you had ever felt before. The pain so strong it made you lose your balance and lean towards the fence.
"Everly!" Maggie called to you running to your aid, Negan held Daryl down when he suddenly heard the commotion behind him and looked back. His eyes widening at the sight of you wincing in pain, he released Daryl and turned to run to your side. Maggie stood by your side holding you up as the pain continued to linger.
"What happened?!" Negan ran to your side, his energy still pumped with anger.
"Let's just get her inside." Maggie suggested as Negan took your other arm guiding you into the house.
"Talk to me, what are you feeling?" Negan spoke low to you his hands holding you tightly. Just as you went to speak another sharp pain ran through you practically making your knees bend as you screamed. Maggie and Negan didnt let you hit the ground and held you up, his eyes worriedly looking at Maggie.
"Wheres that fucking doctor?" Negan asked as they took you to the bedroom and gently lay you down. Taking a deep breath you felt your water break, you knew this was it. The baby was on the way and their was no stopping it.
"Where is she?" Your eyes widened at the sound of Daryls voice in the living room. Negan instantly turning with a growl ready to pace out of the room before you weakly called out to him.
"Negan- please.." he turned back to you with a clear look of frustration. Daryl showed up at the door way, instantly you saw the damage Negan did to him.
"Everly....ya need anything?" Daryl asked not caring that Negan was right beside you. He didnt care that he had just got into a fight, being so concerned for you.
"She needs you to get the fuck out of here."
Daryl took a step in and that's when Negan went towards him, blocking him from getting any closer.
"Negan." Your voice out of breath, neither of them saying a word. Negan took one step closer and looked him directly in the eye with a mean mug.
"They will never be yours." His voice was low but stern. Daryl knew he was right, it angered him that he grew feelings for you that he couldnt control. Feelings for you that were not reciprocated. Letting out a cry of pain Negan quickly turned back to you, rushing to your side.
"I need to push." You cried, squeezing your eyes shut in pain Negan looked up at Maggie.
"Get that fucking doctor already before I drag him in here by his fucking head."
Maggie ran out to find him as Negan held your hand. Daryl watched as Negan looked down at you in concern, he watched him comfort you brushing the tears away from your face. The man was someone Daryl couldnt stand, he didnt understand how someone so gentle like yourself ever got together with Negan. But one thing he could not deny was the love Negan had for you. The guilt he could tell he had as a man for ever having failed you. Distracted by the doctor running in past him to attend to you, Daryl silently backed out of the room. He could hear the doctor instructing you to push, the sound of you in agony leaving both him and Negan distraught with being helpless. Daryl quietly stood by the main door way of the house not wanting to leave until he was sure you both were ok. Negan held your head up as you pushed for dear life, the look on his face of pity watching you go through this pain.
"The head is out, just one more strong push. Take a deep breath." The doctor instructed as Negan looked down at you.
"You hear that, baby. One more strong push, give it all you got." Negan motivated you noticing how exhausted you were. Quietly you nodded your head and with one last hard push the baby was fully out. The cries of the baby instantly bringing a smile to Negans face. Daryl turned back towards your bedroom hearing the baby cry, he could hear the happiness in Negans reaction. Without saying a word he left the house.
"You got yourself a girl." The doctor expressed with a smile as you cried with happiness. Maggie gently wrapped up the baby and placed her on your chest as Negan leaned over you looking down at her. The two of you looked at each other for the first time in a way you had never before. You knew you loved Negan, you always had.
"Do you have a name for her?" Maggie suddenly asked making the two of you turn to her.
"Oh I hadn't thought of any honestly. I-"
"How about Mary?" Negans suggestion made your heart flutter.
"Mary....yes," you smiled up at him as he looked down at you. Maggie smiled at the both of you, the doctor and her excusing themselves from the room as they could sense unsaid words.
"You know I'd do anything to go back in time and change what I did, dont you?" His eyes glimmered as he looked down at his daughter. His finger softly caressing her cheek, making her smile.
"I would never leave you two. Ever." His eyes looked back up into yours. The sincerity in his eyes were clear, Negan was determined to make up for any time lost with you.
"I love you," you whispered. How could you deny your love for him? He leaned in and softly pressed his lips against yours. Soon the doctor returned back into the room and Negan took Mary in his arms. He sat in the corner of the room on the recliner, he couldn't take his eyes off of her. Negan couldnt believe he was a father, you watched as he cradled your daughter with the softest touch. You didnt know what the future would hold with the way the world was, all you knew was that Negan was the man you wanted to face it all with.
#jeffrey dean morgan#the walking dead negan#negan twd#daryl dixon#norman reedus#the walking dead fanfiction#twd imagines#negan x reader#negan x you#negan x oc
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✨Lie down now it's time for a dream...✨
Punished (bokuto koutaro)
This story contains degrading, daddy kink, bondage, over stimulation, sex, squirting, super fluffy stuff at the end like so much fluff
Reader is a female incase you didnt know
"done already? Wow who knew you would give up this easily do you want to make daddy upset?" Bokuto's sweet voice was laced with a dark tone as he watched you writhe helplessly in the bed. Your arms were tied above your head and your legs were tied spread out. You were blindfolded with not one not two but three thick vibrators stuffed into you buzzing as hard as they could. The feeling was so intense that you were cumming back to back
"three is how full you can get? Come now we can do better than that baby" the male cooed out as he kneeled infront of your soaking hole only to poke one if the vibrators deeper which earned a chocked moan from you.
"daddy I can't- please! It's too much!" Your begs made the male chuckle as he glanced at his own raging hard on before a pouty sigh escaped him. "You're the one that did this baby i mean you just had to tease me by wearing that short dress plus you flirted with akaashi infront of me! " the jealousy in his voice was clear as day. Bokuto grabbed one of the vibrators in you before he started to thrust it in an out.
"you just had to get all chummy with him! I mean what did you say? Ohhh wait I remember! You were just going and on about how it's been so long since you've seen and and oh wow akaashi you look so good, akaashi this akaashi that" as he mocked you his hand roughly slammed the toy in and out before he felt your orgasm coming close.
"what? Does hearing me pissed make you wanna cum? What a masochist~ who knew you could be such a little pervert or was it hearing his name? " he teased before slamming the toy as far it would go as a deep growl release from his throat.
"then do it! Cum like the little cock slave you are daddy wants to see you cum..how many times has it been? 4? 5? God who knows! Hahaha you are so wrecked though I mean your hole is stretched in ways I didn't think could happen after this I might just fuck that sensitive pussy to oblivion" his sadistic teasing was the thing that pushed you over the edge and the toys pushed out of your hole and scattered on the floor as you had an intense orgasm that led you to scream the male's name.
"pfft! Wow the toys just popped out, I guess you're ready for the real deal yeah? Alright well get ready cause you aren't getting a break!" Before you could beg bokuto was already on top of you and pushing his cock inside. You automatically arched your back as your sensitive and already drenched sex was begging for a break but at the same time desperately needed something to fill it.
Bokuto grunted lowly before he reached and yanked the blindfold down around your neck only to see your tear-stained face and lust filled eyes. That only made him rock his hip meeting yours with rough and harsh thrusts.
"you are such a dirty little girl! You love being daddy's fucktoy? Say it, say you need daddy's cock to live you couldn't survive without this cock fucking you like this" his dirty talk only made you clench around him as you released loud moans and whimpers.
"i-i-i need daddy's cock! Please daddy please fuck me hard!" That was all he needed to hear before bokuto gripped your hips so hard it was gonna leave bruises. He was thrusting as hard as he could, the banging of the headboard along with skin slapping joining the sounds of moans and grunts. Bokuto was already about to cum so he let's out a shaky breath as a sly smirk appeared on his face.
"you want daddy's cock to fill you up? Beg me to cum in this slutty pussy or I might just stop and leave you like this" the thought of him stop made you cry so you did the only thing you could which was beg as if your life depended on it.
"daddy! Please, please cum inside me! I need your cum!"
That was all he needed to cum and he expected your orgasm as well but he got something else instead.
You squirted all over bokuto and the bedsheets. The male was in awe and surprise but also intense worry, him having zero knowledge about the female body panicked immediately causing him to hastily pull out and crawl up on top of you to untie the rope.
"[Y/N]! Are you okay?? What was that?! Oh God did I break you?! What's my name?! Do you know where you are?![Y/nnnnn]!" Bokuto whined and whimpered as he now peppered your face with soft yet feverish kisses. he completely lost his sadistic nature and was more concerned on your well being.
You had to explain what exactly happened but that still didn't satisfy the male so the rest of the night he spoiled you with a hot bath, kisses, and cuddles while completely forgetting about everything else.
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