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teenagedirt · 1 year

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Kissing in cars (10)

Chapter 10- tour

Warning-makeout scene. Almost smut but not

A/n I've never been on a flight before so I'm just guessing what it's like. Also the tour bus is based on an old ronnie radke interview. I also know nothing about technology and what was around and what wasn't. The "ice kiss" or wtver I saw it on Google so uh yeah.

"Flight 350, boarding now" the speaker booms. I sigh and grab vic's hand. We board the plane and quietly sit in our seats. I listen to the flight atonement explain the rules and such. When she stops talking I lay my head on vics shoulders and doze off.

"Hey, we landed" vic says gently shaking my shoulder. I nod and get up from ny seat. We collect our shit and wait for tony and Jaime to show up, they insisted on eating on a different flight. The slowly walk towards us. "Hey, the bus is here" Jaime says and rubs his eyes in exhaustion. We all nod and walk towards the exit of the airport.

We all get on the bus, there were 6 small bunks. Three on each side. Then towards the back there was one big room. Vic took my hand and led me to the room, it was basicly the master bedroom of a tour bus. "Damn" I say under my breath. Vic laughes, he sets his suitcase on the bed as well as mine. I groan " I'm so Goddamn tired" .

"Yeah me too, but the show isn't until around six thirty so we can sleep awhile." He says and I nod. I take off the hoodie,leaving me in a tanktop. He removes the suitcases from the bed and places them on the floor. I slide my shoes off. And climb into the bed, vic does the same on the other side. We lay,looking at each other, pure love the only thing in our eyes. He gently kisses my forehead and pulls me close to him. I lay my head on his chest and drift into sleep as he hums a song I haven't heard before, as I doze off I hear him mention something about there being no such thing as too young. I fall into a deep sleep, feeling warm and comforted by vic.

"Hey, darling I've got to start getting ready for the show, are you going" I nod yes and start getting ready. I pull a Falling In Reverse shirt over my head and black,ripped skinny jeans. As well as a black and white studded belt, and my black and white hightop converse.. I sit on the bed, scrolling through instagram, said for Vic to be ready. "You ready " he asks I nod and stand up. I follow him and Jaime out of the bus. We walk into the venue. It's around five thirty so nobody was actually inside except for us and staff. They warm up and tune everything that needs tuned. I side on the side of the stage, where I will be all night. The fans fo know I exist, they know I do concept art and that me and vic met in high-school that all though. They know nothing about our relationship, how much we've helped each other through, that we live together, and how much we love each other.

The arena fills with fans, Vic talks for a couple minutes as I sit on the side, where nobody can see me. They play their set as I sway along to the music, and record it. They finish off their set and Vic sits on the edge of the stage letting his legs hand off. "Who out there enjoyed tonight's show?" He questioned. The crowd shouted and cheered loudly. He laughed to himself. I smile at him, as he glances In my direction. "So many of you know of my friend y/n, well she doesn't get enough recognition, she does a lot of work behind the scenes, she does all concept art, and overall just help me and the guys." He motions for me to come on stage. Reluctantly I get up and walk onto the stage. I sit down next to Vic.

The crowd cheers loudly. I smile, I almost grab Vic's hand but stop myself. He puts the microphone away from his face so only I can hear him. "Are you okay with them knowing about us" he asks, my face heats up. I nod quickly, his face turns to a smile. "Alright everybody, I've got an announcement" the crowd goes silent, for the most part anyway.

"Well, me and Y/n aren't just friends, we are together, and I would like to say, do not hate on her I get there is going to be some jelouse crazy girls, but y/n deserves the world. If I could give her the world I would." I lay my head on his shoulder as my face turns crimson. The crowd cheers for me and him.

A chant starts. "KISS HER KISS HER KISS HER" Vic turns to me, I nod. He grabs the side of my face bring me closer. He places a gentle kiss to my lips. When I start to kiss back it's rougher, but when I hear the fans start to clap it reminds me we aren't alone. We pull apart, and his each other. Vic says goodbye and we make our way back to the bus.

Vic walks on and immediately goes to his bunkroom, I assume to change. I walk to the mini freezer we have and get my bag of ice. Popping a couple small pieces into my mouth. He walks back out in a tanktop and some shorts. I smile. "Watcha go there" he asks sitting next to me on the couch. "Ice, want a piece" I ask holding the bag out. "Yeah"i expect him to simply grab a piece out of the bag. Instead he grabs Mt face gently and kisses me. My brain fills with confusion. He gets a piece of ice in his mouth and pulls away. I blush, more more I think I ever have.

"Is a kiss all it takes to make you a blushing mess?" He asks. My eyes go wide, it like my brain completely stopped working. I stutter over words, even though I don't even know know I was going to say. He leans down to my ear. "Cause I can do a lotmore than that, and you know it." He whispers, I feel his warm breath on my ear and neck. I sit back up, trying to act unbothered. It doesn't work. "You can't hide how you feel, I've watched you have the thoughts your having now. You can't hide them Y/N" he whispers. "Maybe your right" I say and crawl my way onto his lap. I kiss him passionately. He wraps his hands in my hair, gently pulling it. I softly moan into the kiss.

"TIME FOR HIME TIME" Jaime shouts. He rounds the corner, me and vic still making out. He clears his throat. I pull back in a hurry. Vic face palms.

"Really Jaime" I say, getting off vics lap. "You're lucky I didn't have Bryan stars with me" he replies. I shudder, the thought of Bryan being here for somereadon made me feel grossed out.

"Whatever I'm going my bunk room." Vic says and gets up. I follow behind him, and he closes the door behind us.

A/N there will a couple chapter after this. Then A HUGE time skip, to when the reissue if selfish machines comes out. Because I'm trying to make the time line match up the best I can. Also pleaseee request. I need ideas. For imagines and such.

#vic fuentes #vicfuentesxreader #x reader #stories #fanfic #fluff #makeout #pierce the vic #pierce the veil

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banenaz · 3 years

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Another victor no one asked for :)

Pillows 😷

Based on that post I saw: "anyone in this tight turtleneck tanktop would look hot"

But vic is already hot :D

#damn this took a while #i'm getting better at digital uwu #v-victor has got some soft pillows 😳👉🏻👈🏻#also I'm so excited for the mlqctober >v<#hope ppl participate #mlqc #mlqc victor #li zeyan #mr love queen's choice #mr love victor #banenaz #13/9/2021

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b-radley66 · 3 years

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Preview for tomorrow’s chapter of Soul Eyes

Maddie pauses her look at the sunset’s colors from the deck as she sees the Crown Vic pull up.

She turns to the young man standing next to her and says, “That’s my dad, PJ. He brought dinner—burgers and fries okay?”

Phillip Sian grins and lifts the floppy lock of hair off of his forehead as his eyes fall on the bags. “In-n-Out? Hell yes!”

Maddie listens and hears two sets of footsteps coming down the stairs, then onto the deck. She turns around; her eyes fall on her dad, carrying two bags of greasy goodness. He grins at her, his hard gray eyes lighting up, until they fall on PJ. Then they grow hard again.

She rolls her eyes, then moves over to Harry, giving him a tight hug. “Be nice, Dad. This is Phillip Sian—PJ—a friend of Reggie’s family,” she says, naming her stepfather. “I’ve known him since we were kids.”

Harry’s face relaxes a bit; he reaches out and shakes PJ’s hand. “Good to meet you PJ. Come on in and help me get the food out. Grab the bags from Officer Burgess.”

Maddie’s eyes fall on the young woman coming onto the deck. She gives PJ a warm smile and hands the bags to him.

Maddie is struck by how open the woman’s smile is; it flows into her large eyes. She walks over and extends her hand, gripping Maddie’s with understated strength, but not squeezing her hand. She gazes at the arm attached to the hand, thin, but with slightly defined musculature. The young woman—maybe thirty, or slightly less, and maybe an inch or so shorter than Maddie’s 5’8—is clad in a tanktop with gray suit pants. Maddie grins as she sees the heavy lace-up boots with the zipper on the sides under the nice trousers. She finishes her appraisal with the holstered Glock on her hip, and a five-pointed silver star on the front of her waist.

“I’m Kim,” she says. Maddie sees that Kim has looked her over, as well. Maddie suddenly feels supremely awkward in front of this poised-looking, professional woman.

Until she looks down and away, in a quick look. Maddie sees the uncertainty in the large brown eyes. Only a flash. “I’m Maddie Bosch. I’m Harry’s daughter. You’re from Chicago?”

“Yeah. Here on a case.”

#chicago pd #bosch #kim burgess #harry bosch #maddie bosch #soul eyes

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limelocked · 4 years

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fuck it; hermitcraft: new horizon

i dont have draw energy today so heres my thinkings

the viewer is the mayor

etho: white wolf, wears green vest and dark blue long sleeved shirt, has the red eye and scar, pretty much has to wear some sort of mask, probably lazy personality, i can see him carrying an axe or fishingrod beef: desaturated dark blue bull with a darker “stubble” like Coach or Vic, wears a dark gray/black shirt with an apron, jock personality

doc: green goat or alligator with half a cybernetic face and arm, wears only a ripped lab coat, cranky or smug personality? keralis: white rabbit with blue eyes, big smile and freckles (Ruby but happy), wears a cyan tshirt, jock personality?

scar: desaturated brown cat, has several scars on his face, wears darker brown jacket/his adventuring outfit, optional: has robotic looking legs, jock or lazy personality? i can see him carrying a bundle of sticks or shovel cub: very very light blue almost white bear with gray w/ blue undertones markings for his hair and beard, he wears a lab coat over a desaturated blue shirt, unknown personality

grian: sand colored cat with markings like Lolly, wears a red sweater, smug personality, i can see him carrying a net if anything mumbo: dark gray deer wearing a black suit blazer with red tie, horn style is antlers like Bam, jock personality iskall: light green/lime wolf with a cybernetic aqua colored eye, wears a darker green hoodie with a gray vest, peppy personality if not for gender lock, otherwise idk, i can see him carrying a net stress: pink koala with white accents, wears a while shirt with a fuschia or purple jacket over, wears a flower in her hair like Faith, peppy/jock personality

cleo: gray with green undertones eagle, wears a ripped beighe tshirt with a few small flowers, smug if the personalities werent gender locked, uchi or peppy personality otherwise joe: desaturated cyan bird with white accents (like Anchovy), wears a navy blue tshirt with an @ graphic, unknown personality, i can see him carrying a fishing rod or a basket

jevin: blue octopus, wears a white hoodie with a blue slime on it, unknown personality ren: brown with red undertones dog, looks kinda like Shep. Wears a bright red tshirt but is prone to change (hippie vest of plad lumberjack shirt), smug personality, i can see him carrying a watering can

zedaph: light yellow sheep with more golden wool and beighe “skin“, has light purple horns and wears a dark beight shirt or orange blazer with purple tie, jock or smug personality? impulse: light gray deer with dark gray markings (like Fauna), has golden goatlike horns (like Bruce) and wears a black and gold tshirt, jock personality tango: red lion with black/dark brown accents, wears a dark gray/black vest, unknown personality

The following are people i dont watch enough to have a solid grasp of how they would look or just dont get any ideas about or got ideas but not enough for a full one

hypno: xb: tfc: false: peppy personality x: wears the doomguy suit like a few villagers wear racing outfits, lazy or cranky personality??? bdubs: frog or rabbit, wears a black or white elbow length sleeved shirt or black tanktop, unknown personality

#hermitcraft #hermitblr #hcnh #hermitcraft: new horizons

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llamas-dynamite · 4 years

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ok but... prompt: kate and vic having to share a /very/ small tent and end up spooning for warmth. there is tension. maybe things happen. vic doesn't want to admit she has the hots for abstinence android, but she so does.

ALRIGHT YOU ASKED AND YOU’RE GETTING IT.

-- This is a feel-good AU where Jefferson doesn’t exist, the video never happened and Victoria and Kate already have a tentative friendship. This is very quickly written and has not been edited at all.

INTO THE WOODS:

Victoria was absolutely incorrigible.

It had been a pretty cute and rock-solid plan. She was to invite Kate out on a camping trip with her and the vortex club. Simple. They hike out to somewhere beautiful, have a fun night out in the woods and then hike back to civilization. On the hike to the camping grounds, Victoria was going to take a slight detour with Kate and ask her out on a date - surrounded by nature, Kate would say yes and then they would reconvene with the Vortex Club and be cutesy with eachother the entire night.

Victoria had even let everyone know what the plan was so everyone knew exactly when and where to temporarily leave them be and let the romance fly.

Now everything up to that point had gone swimmingly well… Until when Victoria and Kate were alone that Victoria fell down a very, very steep ravine…

Into a river…

Now, Kate had bounded down right after her but had managed to stop herself from falling into the river.

From there, since Victoria was getting swept away, Kate had to run ahead of her and save Victoria’s sorry ass. Kate had managed to pull her out.

But Victoria had lost her backpack…

And they both were lost. When they kept trying to find their way back they got even more lost. Also, Victoria was running around completely soaked to the bone and the early evening chill began to set in.

Now, they had made a temporary campsite with a little fire. “Chloe gave me this little fire starter...” Kate had told her when she pulled out the tool.

So, here was Victoria, buck naked and wrapped in Kate’s towel as her clothes attempted to dry out over the fire. Judging by how soggy they still were - the clothes were taking their sweet time. Now she was crabby and being really bitchy because everything had gone terribly wrong and she couldn’t ask Kate out now, like this.

“Victoria. I understand that today was shitty for you.” Kate explained her voice low and cold as steel, “but I’ve only tried to help you and you acting like a jerk towards me is not Ok.”

Victoria wanted to shrink into the towel and she felt her ears heat up with guilt and defensive anger. “If you don’t even want to TRY and be polite with me then I’m not talking to you.” Kate concluded with a cool finality.

As much as Victoria wanted to stubbornly stay silent or retort something mean, her heart cried at the fact that Kate was angry at her. “Kate, come on, I mean...” Victoria tried to explain. Ugh, Victoria hated when Kate looked at her like that.

“I’ve lost all my stuff, got us lost and am literally naked...” Victoria sighed, “I’m more upset at myself than anything.”

“Vic, reverse the situation. Say I lost all my stuff, got use lost and was literally, naked in front of you. What would you say to me?” Kate asked.

Victoria looked away for a moment, feeling her neck and ears go red, I would say, “Raw me, Kate.” Then drag you off into that tent and make Jesus blush, “Let me buy you dinner first?” Victoria joked, trying to cover up her massive lesbian boner and perhaps, test the waters out on trying to ask Kate out? Perhaps this situation could be salvaged?

Kate blushed, “see? You wouldn’t call me an idiot.” Kate responded. Victoria felt her already thread-bare ego crack more when Kate didn’t react to the ‘buy you dinner’ answer.

“I would think it though.” Victoria snipped back, feeling embarrassed, endeared and as though Kate was treading a bit too close to Victoria’s vulnerabilities.

Kate rolled her eyes. “Hey, at least you look nice naked.” Kate joked back, trying to stroke Victoria’s ego.

“Sneaking peeks? Perv. ” Victoria blurted. Did Kate really think that??? Really???

“No, no!” Kate argued, fed up, “it’s just your silhouette looks good, Victoria, stop antagonising me. I’m trying to make this better.”

“Well stop trying!” Victoria shot back, “this situation SUCKS.” As soon as Victoria heard herself she knew she fucked up. Again.

Kate threw her hands up in the air. “Ok then, I’m going on a walk!” she announced.

“Wait, Kate, don’t you dare get lost on me!” Victoria barked as a sharp sense of fear stabbed her chest. Kate ignored her and stood up, brushed herself off and walked away. Victoria stayed planted by their fire. Her pride wanted her to stand(sit?) her ground. Her heart wanted to chase after Kate.

For once, Victoria listened to her heart. She got up, wrapped the towel tightly around her chest and ran off after Kate,

“Kate! Wait! Come back!”

As soon as she caught up and saw Kate’s back Victoria tripped and felt the mortifying draft of cool air on her entire body. Her. Entire. Body. Felt. Fresh. Air.

Of course, since God hated her, that is when Kate turned around. Kate gasped, her hands shooting up to cover her mouth,

Victoria literally screamed and leaped behind a tree.

“Why are you naked?!?” Kate blurted out in shock.

“I fucking fell trying to follow you!” Victoria shrieked.

“Why are you following me? You have no shoes on!” Kate squawked.

“Because I didn’t want you to go off on your own and I wanted to apologize!” Victoria screamed out into the forest.

“Really?” Kate asked.

“Yes!” Victoria confessed, “I’m sorry that I’ve been an asshole to you but...like… this is really embarrassing and I don’t want you thinking that, like, I’m some stupid dick who can’t do anything right.”

Victoria heard Kate sigh and heard her footsteps coming closer to the tree. Then she saw her towel floating to her side.

“Put the towel on.” Kate said as she held it by the tree, “I’ll close my eyes.” Victoria snatched the towel, shook it out and wrapped it around herself again.

“Ok, open your eyes, I’m decent.”

Kate opened her eyes and smiled at her. It was the first time that entire afternoon that Victoria felt relief. As they walked back towards their camp Kate chirped, “well, now I know for certain you look good naked.”

“You’re such a pervert!”

“Says the girl who literally flashed me.”

Victoria and Kate laughed. This wasn't the way Victoria had wanted Kate to see her naked, but hey, Kate said she looked good. That was still a win according to Victoria!

Unfortunately only Victoria’s underwear had gotten dry by the night time and Kate lent her a tanktop that was too small for Victoria. She was keenly aware just how much tightness highlighted her nipples. Also, Victoria felt her heart do a little jig of excitement. This is part of the fun of dating girls. Sharing clothes. Of course, she had always wanted to get Kate to wear her shirts, preferably while lounging on Victoria’s bed...but this wasn’t so bad either. She could distinctly smell Kate on this tank top.

The night only got more complicated when they realized that there was only one sleeping bag.

With how drastically the temperature kept dropping, they were both sharing it. That wasn’t even a discussion. Since she was smaller, Kate got in first and Victoria crawled in afterwards. She was just overwhelmed with the amazing smell that was Kate.

Initially they both laid on their backs, staring up at the tiny tent roof….

Their set up was clunky, to say the least. Part of Victoria’s left side was sticking out of the sleeping back as it couldn’t wrap around them. The freaking cold draft kept sneaking into the sleeping bag. Her right side was pressing very hard into Kate’s side, Victoria could tell that Kate was jamming into the barrier of the sleeping bag,stretching it uncomfortably.

Victoria sighed and rolled onto her side, facing Kate. “Ok, get on your side,” she instructed. Kate rolled over, facing Victoria - they were so close, almost nose to nose,

“Like this?” Kate asked, “why?”

Victoria felt her heart nearly leap through her chest because they could kiss being that close together, “no, no, the other way” Victoria hissed.

“Oh, ok.” Kate said, rolling over to face away from Victoria. “Why?”

“Now lift your head” Victoria further instructed, keeping the action going before she could freak out.

As soon as Victoria’s arm slipped under Kate’s neck to make a comfortable makeshift pillow, Kate understood what was going on, “Oh.” Kate uttered when Victoria scooted closer to her. They were spooning.

“Now we both have more room.” Victoria stated, relieved when the sleeping bag finally covered her entire body but also internally flipping out because they were spooning. It felt better than Victoria’s fantasies could ever conjure up.

“It is more comfortable this way.” Kate said, suddenly, breaking up Victoria’s internal freakout, “we fit together nicely.”

Victoria had no response to that because, hello, that was gay. But also Victoria’s internal freakout was just getting worse, “also you’re really warm.” Kate purred.

“Says you, you’re like a little pocket radiator.” Victoria said. She felt Kate chuckle in her arms. God, this felt nice. Victoria’s skin felt electrified at the physical contact with Kate. As much as Victoria desired Kate, she also loved this soothing effect that Kate had on her. Victoria could finally relax. She scooted closer against Kate, “is this ok?” she asked.

“It’s great.” Kate responded back quietly. For a while they both laid there and let the exhaustion take over their bodies.

It was only then when Victoria spoke, “Kate. Thanks for everything. I mean, during all of this. When we got separated from our group, when I lost my pack, when I fell into the river. Thanks for keeping your cool and helping me. I really appreciate it.”

Victoria felt Kate's fingers take Victoria’s hand and move it around in front of Kate’s waist. Kate squeezed her hand, “it’s not a problem at all, Victoria. Thank you for inviting me. Despite all the disaster I’ve been having a lot of fun with you.”

“Really?”

“Yes, when you’re not being mean you’re really lovely to spend time with.” Kate said.

Victoria chuckled, “I know. I’m sorry.”

“Forgiven, just ease up on it, you’re really sweet and you don’t have to hide that...at least around me” Kate said. Victoria felt her heart melt at that. “Also, I never knew you were great at cuddles.” Kate quipped. At that, Victoria felt her soal soar with fluffies. The hand that was draped over Kate’s waist and holding her hand squeezed and she further wrapped herself around Kate,

“One of my many secrets” Victoria hissed into Kate’s ear, “if you tell anyone I’ll have to kill you.”

Kate laughed and sank further into Victoria’s body, “well, seeing your luck, I’ll probably have to save you again before that happens.”

“Rude!”

They both laughed outloud. Victoria felt herself smiling into Kate’s hair. She loved feeling Kate physically against her. It was the best feeling in the world. Victoria was fighting off sleep for as long as she could so she could enjoy it and carve every feeling into memory.

“When we get back I want to take you out to dinner.” Victoria said, deciding to fucking go for it.

“You don’t have to...get me...dinner” Kate mumbled. Victoria heard slumber begin to win it’s fight against Kate.

“I want to...” Victoria reasserted as she felt her eyes droop close.

“Vic that’s not necessary” Kate mumbled on and Victoria felt Kate’s body growing heavier as it sank into the ground.

“I know but it’s not just because of this...” Victoria confessed, “I’ve been wanting to ask you for a while.”

All Victoria got in response was heavy breathing. When Victoria heard Kate’s gentle snoring, it lulled her into sleep.

She was awakened by loud teenaged chatter outside. As Victoria blinked awake and lifted her head, she felt the string of drool that connected itself from her mouth to Kate’s mop of hair. What was that?

Then the tent was unceremoniously unzipped and Victoria jerked around to the opening. She planted her arm around Kate out of instinct. Then she saw Taylor and Courtney’s heads pop in.

“Victoria?” Courtney asked before “Victoria!” she proclaimed. Before Victoria could even process what was going on she felt Kate get up right next to her,

“What--??” She mumbled. At the sight of Victoria and Kate in the same sleeping bag Victoria saw Taylor’s eyes widen with demented glee,

“....Ohmygawd! It happened?!” Taylor gawked, “Ohmygawwwwwwwwwwd!!!!”

“What?” Kate asked, still waking up.

“They did it! They finally got together!” Taylor shouted back, truly excited.

“Ah! They are so cute together” Courtney gushed, ”they’re even sharing a sleeping bag!”

“Guys, shut up!” Victoria hissed but it was too late. Kate was rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, not comprehending what was going on.

Victoria then heard Hayden’s loud and clear voice coming in from outside the tent, “Oh, I thought she was just going to ask her out on this trip- but they hooked up already? Dayyuuuum!”

“So the plan worked? Even though they scared the shit out of us?” Nathan’s voice barked. Victoria winced. She knew she was going to get an earful from her best friend. Even though Nathan was quite standoffish and sometimes a dick, he was extremely protective of his close friends and was probably still concerned from Victoria’s 18 hourish disappearance.

Kate’s eyes widened and Victoria felt herself die inside. Why couldn’t she had just drowned in the river? Much to Victoria’s horror, more and more of their (female)friend’s heads kept popping into Kate’s tent.

“Uh….huh?” Kate blurted, still really, really, really confused.

Dana and Juliet’s annoyingly chipper faces popped in through the opening, “So, is Vic a top or bottom? We have bets going on...” Dana explained,

“I have twenty saying she’s a bottom!” Juliet sang out.

“Shut your face, Watson!” Victoria barked, horrified.

“Top or bottom of what?” Kate asked, even more confused than ever.

“EVERYONE! BACK OFF AND LET US PUT SOME CLOTHES ON.” Victoria screeched. Fortunately everyone knew not to mess around with Victoria when her voice sounded like a banshee.

Later, after they had put on clothes and become decent, the vortex club helped them take down Kate’s tent and Zach gave back Victoria’s soggy ass backpack. “We found it at the river and then saw the smoke...” Zach explained. “Also congrats on hooking up with your girl.” He said with a toothy grin. Victoria wanted to slap him but...ugh….

“Thanks for getting my bag back.” Victoria said instead.

While they all hiked back Victoria had to listen to them exchange stories about how they rescued Kate and Victoria, “didn’t look like they wanted to be rescued” Dana teased to everyone’s laughter. Victoria stayed quiet, trying not to be mean. She ignored the side questions of “how did you ask her?” and ”how is the abstinence android in the sack? Is she a freak?”

Victoria couldn’t help but cringe when the boys kept giving Kate high-fives. “Was it good?” Zach asked Kate, “Or, is Victoria a pillow princess?”

“Um...she snores?” Kate answered.

“Leave her alone!” Victoria demanded. Unfortunately this just devolved into everyone giving Kate knowing, appreciative winks.

It was only when they were all hiking back to where they parked their cars when Victoria and Kate were left alone in the middle of the strung out pack. No one was letting them go off on their own again.

“I’m, um, glad they found us.” Kate said to Victoria. Victoria only grunted in response. She felt utterly humiliated. She wasn’t able to ask Kate out. Everyone outed Victoria’s romantic desires, unexpectedly, to Kate. Everything was ruined. Now their newfound connection would be nothing more than polite pleasantries because Kate felt awkward around her. Victoria, as per usual, blew it.

Kate then whispered to Victoria, “did you really get me alone to ask me out? On a date?”

Victoria didn’t answer. Fuck. This was where Kate was going to turn her down. Victoria didn’t want to experience the rejection. Please.

“Well...I know that they were probably all joking and this was all just a coincidence.” Kate said, “but if you hypothetically did ask me out...I would’ve said yes.”

Victoria felt her heart stop, she turned to gawk at Kate who was so irritatingly calm.

“If the hypothetical date went well...then maybe we would’ve hypothetically hooked up.” Kate threw out as though she was just remarking on the weather. Victoria had stopped breathing as she just stared at Kate. Kate looked up at her and shrugged, “oh well.”

Victoria gulped. “Um...Ok...thirsty much?” Victoria managed to eek out, trying to hold any sort of power and coolness in that moment.

“Yeah, I guess I am. But I already saw you naked so...” Kate said and she winked at Victoria. “But don’t worry, I won’t hold it against you since the vortex club was just joking, right?”

THIS WOMAN. WOULD BE. THE DEATH OF VICTORIA.

HOW COULD SHE BE SO CONFIDENT AND HOT AND THIS WASN’T FAIR. VICTORIA WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE COOL ONE. THE POPULAR ONE.

Victoria then mentally kicked her anger and pride into a river, “Kate, what are you doing Friday night?” Victoria asked her. Kate smiled at Victoria and took her hand. Feeling Kate’s skin against her own made all of Victoria’s previous grievances vanish into the woods.

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trickkombowerskru · 6 years

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Could you do a hc for female bowers gang??

Lol did you mean me, my wife @a-pervy-nerd, our Belch my friend on instagram, and our non existent Vic (we actually do need a Vic so if you live on the west coast and are bleach blonde or could get a bleach blonde wig, have or could get camo pants, a grey tanktop, and combat boots all by halloween hit one of us up) 😂 but yeah fr I can do some hcs on them lol.

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denerims-archive · 6 years

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good kind of different [johnny x boss]

[AO3 Link] warnings: some nsfw dialogue + happenings

“Nice to see you in something other than that spacesuit.”

Boss finished firing the last of her pistol clip into a Zin corpse before it dissipated into a shower of glowing pixels. She quirked an eyebrow over her shoulder at him as he ogled her.

“Careful, Kinzie might be listening,” she warned him. Tucking her guns away, she started heading for the purple sedan they’d parked at the entrance of the warehouse lot. She turned on her heel, wandering backwards.

“You don’t like the suits?” she teased.

Johnny shrugged, smirking at her.

“They’re kinda inconvenient.”

“I’m not fucking you in the simulation,” she told him with a teasing grin over the top of the car before sliding into the driver’s seat.

“Just wanna see if you make the same little sound here-“

Over the comms, someone cleared their throat softly.

Vicky gave him an ‘I-told-you-so’ look and started the car, leaning over to punch his shoulder playfully.

Though, the idea of fooling around with Gat in any capacity made her body all hot and tingly, she wasn’t about to let the entire crew see that. She’d screwed in far more abnormal, public places than that but she just kept thinking about the chorus of voices when she had rescued King from his nightmare.

Her and Gat’s relationship didn’t need a microscope on it. Especially when even thinking the word relationship in those terms with him made her freak out just a little bit.

“Sorry, Matt,” Boss said to the omnipotent voice.

“I can leave,” he offered.

“Nah, you’re good, man. I’m just giving our fearless leader a hard time.”

“Like usual. Why do I like you again?” Vicky asked jokingly, pulling into traffic at a breakneck pace.

Johnny opened his mouth.

“Gat!”

“Alright, alright,” he laughed.

A few hundred some Zin later and Johnny and Boss were stepping out of the large VR chairs in the central room of the ship. It was hard to tell what time it was on the ship, but the crew had settled into a day/night routine all the same.

Boss stepped down from her perch, rolling her shoulders and neck. Combat might have some differences from real life to the simulation but she still got aches and pains all the same. Looking over at Johnny who was stretching as well, they gave each other small, tired smiles. The adrenaline had worn off, now she was just exhausted.

“Bed?” he asked.

“Hoo yeah,” she sighed, joining him to wander down the hall to her room. Johnny had barely even touched his considering they’d been sleeping together since two days after he had returned. She hadn’t…wanted to waste anymore time. Who knew how long they had?

Vicky pressed her fingers to the door pad and it slid shut. The bedside lamp was on, bathing the otherwise dark room in a warm glow. Outside of the long, thin windows above her bed you could see the endless void of space glittering with stars.

In all honesty, it kinda freaked her out; terrified her and amazed her at the same time.

Long way from Saint’s Row and yet...

Looking over, there was Johnny. Sure, a little older, a little more worn. No longer with those stupid frosted tips and he had a few more scars and tats to show off. But he was there.

The pair of them shucked off their jumpsuits and shoes with heavy limbs in comfortable and tired silence.

Vicky collapsed face down into the bed, followed by Johnny next to her. His arms gathered her up instinctively, pulling her body into his bare side. In response, her arm slid over his stomach and she pressed her cheek to his arm.

They laid there like that for a few minutes, Johnny staring up at the ceiling and Vicky staring at the wall.

“Can I ask you somethin’?” he rumbled.

“Mhm,” she hummed back in return, her eyes closed now.

“Why don’t you want them to know about us?”

Well, that made her eyes open again. She stared up at him, following the curve of his jaw.

“Are you serious? Is this about me not wanting to-“

“No, no,” Johnny told her, looking down at her and shaking his head. “I’m just wonderin’. I mean I get the not wanting to talk about things before the Saints-“

“You know more than most,” she told him, as if that were some consolation.

“You never talk about me with Shaundi or Asha or Kinzie?”

Vicky laughed.

“I’m not really one for girl talk, Johnny.”

“Vic…”

“Fine, fine,” Vicky sighed, turned her head to kiss his bicep under her head. “I just think that…this is weird sometimes.”

Johnny’s brow furrowed and Vicky sighed, rolling onto her back. She scrubbed her hands over her face.

“That’s not the word I wanted to use.”

She pulled her hands away from her face, resting them on her stomach and turned her head to look at him.

“It’s different. This is different. I’ve known you for over ten years, Gat. You’re not just some random fuck, you’re my best friend.”

Vicky didn’t know if she was doing a good job explaining this or not. It was hard for her to be close to anyone. That was just a fact of her life. And being so close, so intimate with the man who had seen her at her worst and at her best it was…

“This is different,” she told him honestly. “But a good different. And I don’t want to mess it up.”

Johnny was quiet for a moment, staring at her. Her heart thudded frantically in her chest.

“Okay,” he breathed, nodding. He leaned over and cupped her cheek, giving her a long and lingering kiss. “Okay.”

“Okay,” Vicky mimicked, smiling against his lips until he had no choice but to smile back. Her hands wrapped over his shoulders and his body shifted a little on top of hers, his knee pressing between her thighs. His lips were insistent, heated but not demanding. And finally, he pulled back a little, panting. Her head was dizzy from the kisses, her body electrified. Johnny nudged his nose against hers.

“The spacesuit’s bad but…” Johnny hummed, sliding his hand down between her legs. “The panties and tanktop I can work with.”

“You’re the worst,” she breathed, biting down on her lip to try and fight back the noises she so desperately wanted to make.

“Ah, come on, V,” he practically purred, burying his face in her neck and his fingers inside her. “Let me hear it.”

Vicky’s eyes rolled into the back of her head, her fingers tensing on his shoulders.

“Gunna have to work harder than that then, Gat-“

With that, Johnny Gat gave her a look and slid down her body.

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