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yeonzzzn · 1 month

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devilish: sjyn + lhs

epilogue of chilling & killing 🔪 | spotify playlist

pairing: jake x afab!reader + heeseung word count: 2.3k

synopsis: you go visit heeseung in jail for one final interview about the ghost face cases…learning more than you expected.

genre: ghostface!heeseung, ghostface!jake, journalist!reader

warnings: swearing, mentions of blood, m*rder & sexual themes, heeseung and jake are insane (as always <3) I think that’s it!

Heeseung chuckled when he saw you sitting on the other side of the glass, his heart smile reaching from ear to ear.

He sat down in front of you, tilting his head, “Awe, what did I do to deserve a special visit from you?” his voice echoed through the small holes in the glass, his voice a tiny bit muffled.

You cross one of your legs over the other and stretch your arms out, hands resting on your knee, “I came to ask questions.”

He chuckled again, “There’s the journalist YN we all know and love.”

“You don’t even know me.”

Heeseung smiled, tucking his bottom lip between his teeth then releasing it, eyeing you up and down, “How’s Jay going?” he asked, tilting his head in the other direction, “You know, after you stabbed him three times.”

You tried to not react, not to give him what he wanted: to see you break. “Jay is fine,” you said calmly, “He was released from the hospital yesterday.”

Heeseung nodded, “Didn’t think you had it in you to be so feisty.”

You still didn't react. But you had to agree with him, you didn’t think you’d have it in you either to attempt to kill someone until seeing the way Jay was hovered over Jake with Jake’s blood spilling on the floor.

“So,” Heeseung said, sliding his cuffed hands onto the table, index finger touching the glass, “How did…” he glanced up to the ceiling, then back down at you, “how did Jake figure me out?”

You leaned forward, resting your elbows on the table, “It wasn’t hard, Heeseung. Not after piecing everything together.”

“Oh?” his eyebrows raised, “Tell me more!”

“You slipped up,” you lean back in the chair, “First, you let me see your watch when you attacked me.”

Heeseung shrugged, “That wasn’t something I was planning on, it didn't cross my mind. Sunoo had my longer gloves at that time and once I saw you leave your apartment, I had to ask fast.”

You continued, “Second, after you attacked me, when we were discussing the murders, you specifically said, “we’ll catch him,” that narrowed it down to males specifically. So we had the watch, and what you said.”

Heeseung stared at you, “Jake figured me out just by those two things?”

You raised a brow, “I wasn’t finished. Besides, he is…you know. He knows how it all works, I suppose.”

Heeseung had to give you that one, Jake was one smart motherfucker.

“Jake went over all the cases again, looking at every piece of information given until he found the missing puzzle piece.”

“He always was a good detective,” Heeseung leaned back in the chair, lowering his head at you, “Still will make a damn good one.”

“Jake wasn’t one hundred percent sure it was even you,” you sighed, “But the more he thought about it, the more sure he became. Jake went into the film office, finding nothing that said it would even be pinned to Jay or Jungwon. Then he searched the investigation office, used his brain, and found Sunoo’s ghost face attire. That was another strike in your box, that you had help. The last bit of confirmation was how Jay attacked us. It wasn’t the same movements as when you attacked me. Plus anytime you talked to Jake as ghost face, you said his full name. Jay slipped up and called him Sim.”

Heeseung locked his jaw, anger raising through him at how he could have gotten away with everything if fucking Jay didn’t fuck that one up.

You saw his gears turning and you smiled, “The only last bit was to draw you in and confess.”

Heeseung evilly smiled, “Your boyfriend used you as bait to catch me,” he laughed, “he was so confident that he risked your life, all to catch me?”

You looked to the floor. It wasn’t a risk Jake wanted to take but one he felt that needed to be done. Jake researched everything about Heeseung and took notice of every little thing he did towards you, it was obvious Heeseung had feelings. Jake knew Heeseung wouldn’t fall for a meeting if Jake was the one to call it, it had to come from you no matter how much he hated it.

“Why did you do it?” you asked him once more, “Why drag Sunoo in on this? How many people did he kill?”

Heeseung smirked, “I assume you already tried speaking to him and he gave you nothing.”

You didn’t have to acknowledge it, you knew Heeseung already knew you spoke to Sunoo. All Sunoo did was stare and smile at you and occasionally giggle, “I want to know about the past department head too.”

Heeseung sighed, leaning forward again, “I’ve always been obsessed with killers and how their brains worked. All the crimes they commit and how they do them. Watching plenty of documentaries growing up and different types of crime TV shows, it always made sense to me to become a forensics investigator,” he shrugged, “You probably could assume how excited I was when the ghost face killings started happening,” Heeseung chuckled at the memory of the first body that popped up on the news, “It was all exciting. Like a serial killer was on my campus. It was crazy. I rushed to the first murder scene.”

He made eye contact with you, “Then there was you,” you swallowed, waiting for him to continue, “It was love at first sight. Seeing how you wrote in that little journal of yours, taking pictures and investigating. I knew I was in love.”

“You don’t know me…”

“Oh, but I do,” he bit his lip, “I followed you around everywhere. I looked up every piece of information possible and learned everything. I know how you like your coffee and you’ve never drank coffee near me.”

The hair on your arms raised. Heeseung stalked you for so long and you never knew.

“I spent so long trying to figure out how to approach you, to make you mine while at the same time, my obsession with ghost face grew. And then Jake joined your team,” Heeseung’s eyes grew with hatred, “I hated him the moment I saw how he looked at you. He looked at you like you were the ones who aligned the planets and slapped the stars in the sky.”

You already knew Jake was interested in you since way before he even joined your team, he’s admitted that much to you. But hearing Heeseung say it made your heart race. Like it was fated that Jake would always be your endgame.

“So I started following him around,” Heeseung confessed, “It didn’t take long for me to figure out…his secret.” Because of course it didn’t, “You should have seen how angry I was. Knowing the man I loathed because he had feelings for my girl was also the same man I obsessed with and looked up to? The mixed emotions were crazy.”

You stared at him, “I can imagine, and I’m not your girl.”

Heeseung frowned, “My admiration for him outweighed my feelings for you,” he looked away from you, “At least, at first. Not until I followed him off to your apartment, seeing how you figured out his secret and still let him fuck you on your kitchen floor.”

“Jealousy is an ugly thing, Heeseung,” you whispered.

“Not so ugly when you felt him fuck you in public all because Jay was hitting on you.”

You roll your eyes, “Continue your story.”

Heeseung laughed, “Eager are we?” you narrow your eyes at him, “I stalked him enough to learn his patterns and the types of victims he goes for. The brand of knives he uses, even the cloak, and where he got his mask. I studied everything, all just to take him down, steal his title and his girl.”

Maybe Heeseung was crazier than Jake.

“But I had to get close, needed a reason to get close. So I committed a few murders and dumped my mask as a middle finger to him knowing it would piss him off. I learned how to bug devices, and was listening in when the news was on. It was the perfect time to introduce myself, then go commit more murders,” He shrugged again, “I needed to get close to you and your team. So I pitched to the dean about us joining together, but he told me to ask the department head. And as you know, she was murdered.”

“I’m going to assume she turned you down, saying to stay out of it?”

“You’re the department head for the journalism club for a reason,” he smiled, “She told me no. So I dressed up as ghost face and murdered her right outside her dorm room,” he sighed, “That’s when Sunoo comes in.”

You laughed, “He caught you, didn’t he?”

Heeseung nodded, “He watched me slit her throat and started acting like a fanboy, begging me to let him join me. He’s a major ghost face enthusiast.”

It made sense.

“Sunoo even knew I was a copycat,” Heeseung snickered, “He did his research just as much as I did. The only thing is he didn’t know who the original was until I told him. Then we started plotting together.”

“And you had him do your side work.”

“You’re on a roll today!” he clapped his hands together, “and to finally answer your question, Sunoo only stained his hands red once. The rest was all me. I wanted it to be all me.”

“Why?” you asked with a shaky breath.

“Again,” he leaned forward, “To destroy Jake. Destroy everything he was and what he had built. To murder him and take up his ghost face mantle and make you love me instead of him!” Heeseung clenched his fists, “I could have continued his legacy and had you at my side. Oh, the way I’ve dreamed of being in his position. Getting to be the one to be ghost face and come home to you every night and fuck you so so good. With Jake completely out of the picture. You were such a fucking tease with how you drew me into you, I knew it was too good to be true but I couldn’t help myself. Feeling your legs wrapped around me and lips brushing against mine, getting to finally touch you…”

Your ears turned red and you stood from the chair, “You’re fucking crazy!!”

Heeseung stood up quickly, leaning closer to the glass, “Says the one who is fucking a serial killer every single night.”

You shook your head, “He’s changed.”

Heeseung laughs a bit too loud, it echoing against the walls on your side of the glass, “Has he though?” he smirked, “Where is your boyfriend at right now? Do you know?”

You swallow, thinking of all the places Jake could possibly be right now, not giving him an answer.

Heeseung leans closer to the glass, his breath fogging it up, tapping his index finger against the glass, “I think we both know where he is right now, YN.”

You slowly backed away, blowing off his comment, “We’re done here.” You turn on your heels, quickly pressing the button to buzz yourself out of this room.

Hessung’s laughter could still be heard, “You know where he is, YN. Use that brain of yours!”

You exited the mental hospital, quickly walking to your car and climbing inside, dropping your face into your hands and taking a couple of deep breaths.

Heeseung’s words echoed in your mind over and over on repeat to the point you were driving yourself crazy. You sat back in the seat, glancing at the time on your dashboard, it was almost seven pm and you couldn’t help but wonder where your boyfriend could be, letting Heeseung’s words sink in and not wanting to actually know the truth.

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Jake’s laughter echoes across the empty alleyway, pulling his knife out of this random guy's chest, his blood splattering across Jake’s new mask. He lifted the all-white hockey mask up to the top of his head and pulled down the black bandana to his neck.

“Awe fuck,” he breathed, staring at the blood dripping down the blade of his knife, “Feels so fucking good to slash with my favorite weapon again,” he coos, “It’s been too long.”

Jake laughed again, leaning down and pressing the knife to the man’s neck, his eyes widened, and cried out of fear as he looked up at Jake, pleading with him.

“Yes, I’ve missed seeing those desperate looks,” he pressed the blade more against the man’s neck, and Jake’s smile turned into a frown, “That damn copycat forced me to change my whole persona. My mask and outfit too. Such a fucking shame.” Jake slides the blade in and through his throat, blood going everywhere including Jake’s near face, it being the killing blow.

He stood to his feet, wiping the blood onto his long-sleeved shirt, staring at his reflection on the blade. Jake’s corners of his lips curled upwards, him not being able to hold back his giggles that once again became a laughing fit.

“Ahhh,” he sighs after calming down, dropping his hands to his sides and staring up at the nighttime sky, “YN is going to murder me once she finds out where I am,” his smile just grows more, “But that’s just the thrill of it all, knowing she could end me at any moment.”

Jake walked deeper into the alleyway, grabbing his things. Who knew just chilling and killing could be this much fun? Mostly now that Heeseung took the fall for his plus Jake’s crimes. Jake could start fresh and rebuild what was taken from him. Oh man, he couldn’t wait to see the look on your face once he’s home. His cock twitched with anticipation just thinking about it.

He tossed the knife up, catching it at its hilt then tossing it again, “We are so back.”

‧₊˚✧T H E E N D✧˚₊‧

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elliexmylove · 7 months

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✮˚｡⋆ferns and moths⋆｡˚✮

ellie x f!reader

sinopse: you colour in ellie's tattoo while hanging out which leads to something more

cw: making out, swearing , heavily implied smut, confession

i hate this ngl

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the alarm clock beside your bed went off at six am waking you up for what would usually be patrol, the shifts had been recently changed so jesse replaced you. the day was free to you now so you stretched and sprawled out over your bed after turning the alarm off, for the next three hours you slept soundly.

a soft knock on your door woke you slightly, you only turn on your side, now being more comfortable than ever. the knock was louder the second time but not enough for you to really care in your sleepy daze.

knocking for a third time the person clearly did not care if you were sleeping as they banged on your door with their fist, "fuck." you mumbled, pushing yourself up onto your elbow taking a minute to open your eyes. eventually throwing the blankets off of yourself you were met with a chill, the person banged on the door again and continued as you strode to the source of sound.

the door swung open with force as you stood about to greet the person with annoyance, and ellie stood there, fist mid air, about to hit the door again. her eyes widened for a second in surprise until her eyes took you in, cosy plaid pyjamas, hair messy and tired eyes filled with irritation. a small smirk went unnoticed by you,

"hey,"

"morning," you rub your eyes and blink a few times, ellie crosses her arms in the cold,

"i knocked three times,"

"i'm aware."

"what the fuck! it's freezing out here,"

you look at the grey hoodie she's wearing,

"maybe you should have thought about wearing something warmer,"

"i thought you would let me in quicker,"

"why would you assume that."

"i dunno, cause you care about me or whatever,"

you raise your eyebrows with an expressionless face, staring at her,

"yeah okay, come in." you finally decide.

you now notice the snow softly falling outside.

"oh my bad." you laugh

ellie shuts the door behind her and walks to your bed as you're already sitting down, "what's up?" you ask as she takes her shoes off and sits on the bed with her legs crossed getting comfortable,

"i dunno, i thought we could hang out cause we don't have patrol today."

"yeah i just thought we would both sleep in first."

"we can, i just wanted to spend time with you."

you nod with a smile and get back under the covers, ellie does the same, as you get comfortable and stretch your arms above your head, resting them there, "sorry bro i'm just really tired,"

ellie's hand falls onto your face as she lies next to you with her eyes closed letting you know it's okay and to shut up because she's tired too.

you start to fall asleep again almost instantly until ellies body sprawls across your bed, taking up almost all of the space and you groan, "get on your side of the bed." you kick her under the blankets, she softly smiles but doesn't move.

after drifting to sleep again your head turns to the side, squinting to see the time, only thirty minutes had passed, ellie's legs were tangled with yours and there was no space on the bed for you, your mind wandered to pushing her off the bed and you found yourself smiling evilly at the satisfaction in your mind.

while you were picturing shaking her back and forth her head turned toward you, eyes closed and fast asleep. you turned toward her, oxygen no longer filling your lungs as much as it should while your breathing slowed to almost a stop.

her eyes looked so peaceful and pretty as she slept, your eyes dragged down her face to her lips, slightly chapped from not drinking enough water, which you were also guilty of. one strand of hair lay across her freckled skin, before you knew it your fingers tucked it behind her ear leading you to almost choke on your own spit as her beautiful eyes slowly opened, her face lit up in a soft smile.

shiiit you'd hit that

beside you ellie sat up cracking her back and neck, your hands held your cheeks feeling how warm they were. "you slept for long enough now?"

"yeah."

"wanna do something or?"

"sure, you wanna sketch again or something?" i'm cool with just listening to music."

she shrugs and frowns in thought, "yeah, you got a sketchbook or something i can use?"

without saying anything you get off the bed on your way to get the paper and your walkman, ellie reaches over to smack your ass,

"ellie." You groan in frustration as she chuckles amused.

skimming through the pages of your sketchbook filled with doodles you make sure there's a clear page for ellie to use, you'll probably colour in her drawings because you can, so the colouring pencils that have been hiding under your bed for months are about to be disturbed. you pick up the walkman from the table and bend down to look under your bed, seeing the pencils in a container, along with markers.

the bed bounces after you jump on it and you reach your arms out as if to calm the movement,

ellie takes the sketchbook from you and gently smacks you on the head with it, your instincts kick in as you hit her arm, in return you get punched in your arm twice making you wince but only getting you more riled up, ellie gets tackled onto the bed letting you hear her beautiful laugh, she wraps her arms around you tightly as your body fights to get out of the tight grip, the need to beat her up is strong but she's stronger.

Your teeth sink into her arm as you bite her, "ow! what the fuck!" she half laughs in surprise letting you go, she looks at the clearly visible teeth marks in her arm. you then notice her tattoo and look to your markers, a plan made in your mind.

"el can i colour in your tattoo?"

"no! you just bit my arm."

"i've done it before so like, what's the issue here exactly."

she chuckles and nods, "yeah sure." granting permission.

no time was wasted as you begun colouring in, bent down to her arm focusing intently, one of your hands holding her arm in place while the other was carefully colouring the fern dark green.

she stared down at you not planning to look away, your hand on her arm made her feel something deep in her stomach. your breath fanned gently across her skin and her gaze burned holes through your head, the mood quickly changing.

your hand accidentally smudged the ink outside the edge, "shit sorry," you apologise, "you good or do you want me to stop?" once you look up your met with her eyes fixed on you.

"don't stop."

you frown slightly confused at her tone but continue anyway.

your hand gently grips her arm again, she looks at your hair and begins to play with it with her free hand, twirling it around her finger. "what're doing?" you murmur,

"playing with your hair." she said softly

"it feels nice."

"yeah?"

you were careful next to the outline of the fern, making sure not to colour outside the lines in the last bit, sitting up and shuffling over ellie quickly lifted her hand out of your hair unhappily

"dude."

"what? i'm just getting a different colour for the moth, i didn't think you enjoyed playing with my hair that much." you laughed getting a brown marker.

once back in position you looked at ellie who was already staring at you, your eyes glanced down to her lips for a second then focused back on her eyes.

"fuck."

your body heated up slightly, the situation seeming different now. ellie's eyes glared at you relentlessly and without realising it, you licked your lips as they suddenly felt dry, ellie now stared at your lips after you unknowingly drew her attention to them.

silence filled the air and your body grew very hot, you inched closer and her eyes flickered back to yours, "what're you doing?" she said lowly, you felt your stomach flip as you stared directly into her eyes.

"you do know i really fucking like you right?"

"aw. that's so sweet."

her voice alone made your stomach twist into knots.

the silence became agonizing and you didn't know what to do, after a moment she seemed to recognize what you were feeling and stopped teasing,

"i like you too,"

"i really, really like you." she breathed out leaning and crawling on top of you, those words were an understatement for the both of you, you two had liked each other two years ago this was way more than that now.

you sighed as you felt one of her hands rest behind your neck and the other gently cup your cheek, your lips moved together slowly, ellies tongue slid across your lip asking for permission to which to opened your mouth for her, the slow kiss turned into gentle urgency.

minutes went by making you pull away for air, keeping close to her face, the soft feel of her breath fanning over your lips.

"i've wanted to do that for so fucking long y/n."

"really?" You smile sweetly at her confession,

"yeah," she breathes out mirroring your smile

"and i wanna do it more."

she straddles you, tucking the strand of hair behind her ear as she looks down at you. taking no longer than a minute to admire you she answers your silent plea and leans down to kiss you.

a small moan slips out before you can stop it when ellie accidentally moves on you, her eyes widening,

"sorry i didn't mean to-"

"shh, shut up."

"ahh ellie what're you doing?"

ellies lips are now on your neck, making you sigh. "is this okay?"

"yeah- mmphfuck,"

ellie bit down, you lean your head back giving her better access and closing your eyes, she softly licks over the bite to soothe it.

you move under her rubbing against her jeans making her curse quietly, "can i uhm, take your pants off?" she looks at your face carefully, looking for any signs of discomfort. "yeah okay." You smile and lean up to kiss her, "you're sure?" she breaks away to ask, "it's okay if you're not ready i don't wanna rush anything i just-"

"ellie, i want to."

she looked at you unconvinced,

"i don't wanna just fuck you, i want to be with you."

you nearly passed out, giggling internally and kicking your feet,

"i wanna do both."

she raises her eyebrows at you, surprised at your confidence.

"then let's do both."

you lifted yourself half off the bed assisting her in taking your pyjama pants off, she stared seemingly out of it for a second then licked her lips and placed them on yours, hand reaching down under your underwear.

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losersimonriley · 10 months

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every way that matters

(Ghost/Soap, marriage proposals, first kiss, in that order actually)

“MacRiley.”

“Absolutely not.”

“Ravish!”

“Jesus fuckin’ Christ.”

The longer he thinks on it (the longer Johnny goes on listing horrid mash-ups of their surnames,) the more convinced he becomes that they should just keep their own as is. It would make the streamlining process a hell of a lot easier (as easy as it can be for a dead man with a high-clearance-only military file to get legally married. Ghost’s paperwork will be a nightmare no matter if his name is changed or not.) Plus it would mean no unnecessary confusement in the field.

Johnny is quick to veto that idea.

“Where’s the romance in that, ye numpty? C’mon. What sounds better, John Riley or Simon MacTavish?”

Ghost actually full body snorts at that one. “They both sound dead weird.”

“Och, ye wound me. There’s no other choice then. Plain ol’ Riley-MacTavish it is. Simon Rhys Riley-MacTavish,” Johnny says his name with such softness that it hurts.

And that one…that one might work. Bit of a mouthful but nobody besides an officiant is ever going to be saying his full name anyway. And Johnny, apparently.

An officiant. With the highest of clearances. At their wedding. Their make-believe wedding.

This is all, of course, a joke. They’re meant to be having a laugh on watch duty while Garrick and Price sleep their dedicated four hours. Simon had maybe forgotten himself and delved a little too deep into the idea. Maybe he forgot this wasn’t a real conversation. Easy to do with electric blue eyes lit by a full moon and a perfect mouth spouting random, sleep deprived nuggets like “What if we got married?”

“Sure. That’s the one,” he says, regretting every single one of his life choices that led him to this moment. They need to stop. Now.

“That’s the one,” Johnny repeats.

Despite it all, his own jaws keep fucking flapping. Soap tends to have that effect on him. Curious, that.

“When I was a little brat,” he’s already second-guessing the confession about to escape his lips, “I used to think I’d make the perfect husband one day. Cause my old man showed me everything not to be.”

He tries to ignore the sharp inhale that Johnny attempts to mask with a clearing of his throat.

“You would be. Anyone would be lucky to have ye, Simon. I’d certainly be beside myself,” he says that last part in a mutter, looking off into the dark of the forest.

“Right,” he whispers, sarcasm dripping from the word. He hopes they leave it at that. He thinks they have left it at that, peaceful silence promising until Soap picks it up again within minutes.

“If it weren’t for the military, the task force, would ye marry me?”

“Maybe if you asked nicely.”

“Simon. I’m serious.”

He glances up and, yes, that is Soap’s serious face. He’s staring at him so intently it might burn a hole straight through the hard shell mask and into his skull. Fuck. Fucking hell. What is this? The fuck is going on here?

“I—Johnny, we aren’t…we aren’t together,” he can’t help but ease into it as if he’s breaking the truth to Soap. And yet he phrases it as a question instead of the statement it’s meant to be.

“Ye didnae answer the question proper.”

“You didn’t ask proper,” he quips, agitation rising in his voice. Why can’t Soap just stop this? Can he not see how much it’s hurting him? He’s usually so good about reading him.

Johnny grins evilly and plucks a blade of grass from the ground, quickly tying it off. “Need ye to stand up for a sec.”

“What,” he deadpans.

“Up.”

He stands, ever the obedient dog for John fucking MacTavish.

And John fucking MacTavish stays sat on the ground, switching his position to a kneel right in front of him.

He’s going to throw up.

This isn’t happening. This cannot be happening. He’s in a dream and he’ll wake up screaming and sweating and shaking any second.

“It’s not funny anymore, Soap,” he croaks.

It hurts.

“I’m not laughin’,'' he holds the blade of grass up, haphazardly knotted into a tiny circle. “Simon Rhys Riley, would ye do me the absolute fucking honor of being my husband in all ways except legal? Sir.”

It’s so stupid. It’s pretend—he knows that, but he’s sinking to his knees anyway. “This would make me your fiancé. Not husband.”

“That a yes then?”

Johnny is serious and his smile is blinding. Not for the first time, he’s bloody thankful for having his mask on around this ridiculous man. He’s sure his entire face could rival a tomato.

Maybe it’s not a real proposal but, Simon realizes, it’s real to them. Maybe not so far as a promise, but a wish. A what if.

“We’ll wait a bit, let it marinate. Maybe this’ll turn to gold, aye?” Johnny makes to slip the…ring…onto his finger but hesitates, motioning to the glove covering Simon’s hand. “Can I?”

He nods once and the skelly glove is far too gently pulled off and replaced with another far too gentle glide of grass up his ring finger. It’s the perfect fit. It doesn’t rip, doesn’t fall off when Johnny moves his hand back into his glove. It’s as if that stupid blade of grass was meant for him.

What a stupid thought. A stupid thought for a stupid, lovesick ghost.

They blink at each other, both seeming to be in a daze of their own when something possesses Simon—something unhinged and desperate and absolutely necessary in this moment.

He yanks the mask completely off before surging forward and kissing hard enough to hurt both of their noses and quick enough to leave them both aching for more. Johnny whines pitifully and follows his lips when he pulls back.

“Think we’ve done this all backwards, LT,” Johnny breathes into his mouth, hands coming up to pet his face.

This is everything. Everything. Backwards, frontwards, sideways, he doesn’t give a fuck because Johnny is everything.

“You started it, Sergeant.”

***

Six months and six thousand kisses later, Johnny presents him with a gunmetal black ring. Fucker had it planned from the start.

Engraved on the outside:

Riley-MacTavish

And the inside:

In every way that matters.

#don’t mind me just posting it here as well #ghostsoap #soapghost #ghoap #my writing #cod

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brrrkdslek · 10 months

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MY BULLY!

❒ high schooler! csn x bully! male! reader

❒ angst to fluff, loser san

❒ san encounters the school's infamous bully, you. but it takes a shocking turn when you confess your feelings for him, what'll san do?

❒ making out, hickies<3, dry humping, blowjob, praising, pet names, vanilla, raw sex, san's first ><

❒ 2.4k

❒ i wrote this first thing im the morning yw🫶🏻

everybody at school knew who you were, the big bully of the school, m/n. you would harass random students when you felt bored and skipped most classes.

choi san, the school's sweetheart was loved by all. he was kind and caring towards everyone and helped anybody in need.

as san chatted away with his friends in the corner of the classroom, the door suddenly burst open, revealing you, smirking evilly. the students all went quiet as m/n approached a student, gripping the boy by his collar.

you observe the boy before landing a punch, sending him flying to the ground. "it was you yesterday, wasn't it!?" before you could kick the boy, san jumped in front of him with his arms spread out, shielding the boy.

however, san was shaking like a leaf. he didn't know why but he just felt the need to step in, especially when nobody else would. you laughed at him, "hm? what's this, playing hero now?"

san held back a whimper as you neared his face, gripping his jaw with your hand, you whispered. "heh, you're so cute, ya know that?" san's cheek turn pink as you squeezed them together. "meet me at the garden after school, pretty." then you left.

san couldn't focus during the last few lessons. he bit his lip, trying to hold back the smile from showing on his face. he wasn't supposed to feel like this for his bully, but the way you touched him made his knee buckle.

he got redder and redder every second as he kept replaying the picture of you, smirking at him, calling him cute. he felt like those girls that thirst over idols or something(me), it made him all giddy inside.

as san neared the garden behind the school, his hands became clammy. what if you beat him up, what if you kill him!? san's heart was beating so loudly he could hear it in his ears.

as he turned the corner, he saw you in an asian squat, watching the flowers. was he seeing things? you, l/n m/n, was watching... flowers? you turned your head upwards as you heard him approaching.

you smirk as you walked towards him, cornering him between the big pots. he whimpered as he started tearing up, "please don't hurt me..." you groaned and cupped his cheeks gently, "fuck baby, how am i supposed to do anything when you're looking at me like that?"

you coo at the boy as a tear slides down his cheek. "honestly, i had my eye on you for a while." you wipe the tear off his cheek, smiling tenderly at him. san's face was tomato red, what? you liked him? the thought alone gave him butterflies.

as your face neared his, you asked, "may i?" san nodded his head eagerly as you smashed your lips on his. san had never done this before, he'd never kiss anybody up until now — you were his first.

san moaned into the kiss when you slide your tongue inside his mouth, rubbing circles around his waist. he wrapped his arms around your neck, pulling you impossibly closer.

he only pulled away to catch his breath, a string of saliva connected at your lip. san's face was so red, "is this a yes?" you ask excitedly. san only nodded his head shyly as he buried his face into your shoulder.

you kissed the top of his head as you two stay like that for a while, in each others embrace. "can i," san looked up, "can i kiss you again?" you could literally feel the arrow that pierced through your heart.

not wasting another second, you pulled san in for another kiss by his waist, gripping tightly eliciting a high-pitched whimper from san. "say my name," you mumble against his lips.

"m/n..." you unbuttoned the first few buttons on his shirt as you went to attack his neck. you smiled as you heard san's beautiful moans, sucking and nibbling at his neck.

suddenly you heard two voices approach, getting closer. san froze in fear and pulled you back up, "stay quiet for me, kitten~" "w-what, what are you-" san moaned as you bit down on his neck, he gripped your hair as his vision became hazy.

"i heard something over here." he covered his mouth and whimpered as you kiss and sucked at his neck. you look down to see a wet spot forming on his pants, you grin.

as the voice neared, san let out a surprised moan as you rubbed your crotch against his. just now noticing his growing boner, he buries his face in the crook of your neck, muffling his embarrassed moans. "dude you're hearing things, let's just go."

you held san's hip in place as you humped against his crotch, groaning every now and then. san removed his head at your neck when the voices diminished completely.

he pouted and hit your chest playfully with tears prickling the corner of his eyes. "you're so mean... we could've been caught!" you giggled and cooed at the boy, "oh i'm sorry, my prince." you squished his cheeks as you kissed him once more.

the both of you were all hot and sweaty. san lifted one leg up as to create more friction between your crotches as you held his leg at your hip. you kept him steady as you made out messily. just then, san's phone began to ring.

he covered his mouth as you rutted your hip faster and faster. "u-um, hello mom!" you grinned as you sucked at his neck again, with him leaned against the brick wall for support.

"i- ah! yeah, i'm on my way back- mmh!" san bit his lip and gripped your hair as you licked his sensitive spot, ripping out another whimper from his throat. "ye-yes! i'm fine, just tired... ouh~!" san's thighs shook as you continued rutting against him, he swore his pants would catch on fire soon.

"o-okay! bye mom- ah!" san cried as he switched his phone off, sensitive everywhere. "m/n- ah! stop, i feel- w-weird...!" you kiss his cheek, "it's alright baby, you're just about to cum, no biggie." you smile as you catch his lips again, sucking on his bottom lip.

san screamed as his entire body shook, he gripped onto you tightly as he felt his legs give out. you held him in your lap as you laid against the wall, panting. "i love you, san." he smiled and leaned onto your chest, "hmm... i love you too, m/n!"

san's heart fluttered when the teacher announced that you were paired with him for the project. he blushed as he remembered everything they had done the day before.

you smiled at his enthusiasm as you stroke his thigh, "let's do the project at my place?" san agreed before you two went back to class. it was so hard to pay attention when you sat right next to him, big, warm, veiny hand stroking his thigh.

san stood nervously at your front door as he adjusted his clothes before ringing the bell. you had opened the door almost immediately as he drooled at the sight of you, tight black tank top with low waisted sweats, showing your skin a bit.

you pulled him in for a sweet and loving kiss, admiring his entire look. "you're so adorable, my love!" you hug him tightly as you swayed him around.

surprisingly, you two focused on the project the entire time. san was also shocked at how smart you were, since you talked nonstop.

you two eventually finished the project with you throwing him on your bed. you leaned down and made out with him quickly, "fuck, i can't wait any longer. i want you so bad..." san moaned as you nibbled on his ear.

san suddenly got off the bed, kneeling on the ground. you gulped, "what are you doing?" he pulled you to sit at the edge of the bed, "i wanna suck you off..." you smirked as you wiggled out of your sweats.

your huge cock bounced as it hit against his face, san's eyes were so wide. he almost came at the sight of it, how was he supposed to fit... this into his mouth?

"don't worry baby just try your best." you stroke his head as san gulped, licking at the tip, he watched you hiss and throw your head back.

using both hands he held the base as he slowly put it in his mouth. it tasted weird and it was so big, san could only imagine how good it'd be if it were inside him.

just then you pushed his head in, moaning as it hit the back of his throat, sending vibrations throughout your body. your legs shook as you fucked his face, you tried to be gentle but fuck, his mouth was so good.

san felt himself become dumb each second you thrusted into his mouth, it felt surreal. he pulled his cock out of his pants and began stroking at it, he whimpered as you yanked at his hair.

"i'm- fuck, cumming!" san's eyes widen as his mouth fills with your warm and thick cum. you probably came for at least 10 seconds, fuck. you panted as you held san's chin, "open wide for me baby."

san opened his mouth, sticking his tongue out as his cock leaked with pre-cum. "so good, now swallow." san moaned as he felt your hot cum slide down his throat, cumming on the spot.

san squeezed his thighs together as his cock twitched. he whimpered as you picked him up, tossing him onto the bed. "awh, you came just from sucking me off, so cute!"

you made out with him again, tasting your own cum in his mouth. you began stripping out of your clothes, ripping his off in the process. never breaking the kiss.

you went to pull out a condom from your drawer as san snatched it and threw it across the room. you giggled at the boy, "no don't! i wanna feel you," sam pulled you down and whispered in your ear, "i want you to cum in me..."

you pulled away and looked at him, shocked. san hid his face in your chest out of embarrassment as you stroke his hair. "hmm... i see." you kissed the top of his head as you positioned yourself.

"tell me if it's too much, 'kay?" san nodded meekly as he held onto your chest. you slowly push the tip of your cock in as he moaned out long and breathy.

wow, san felt so... so full. he looked down, you only put the tip in yet he was so close to cumming already. the thought alone turned him on even more. "you can keep going..." san threw an arm over his eyes, embarrassment taking over him as he spoke.

you smiled and pecked his slightly swollen lips before entering more and more. you kissed and nibbled on his lips as he cried from both pain and pleasure, san smiled into the kiss as he wrap his arms around your neck.

soon enough, you were all in. san blushed as he looked a the small bump that poked out at him stomach. how did you even fit in him anyways? you leaned down and pressed your sweaty forehead against his, mumbling words of praises to the boy.

san smiled, showing his pretty dimples which you kissed long and hard. "you can move now." san whispered as you held onto his hips, "i'll be gentle." you said as you stroked his tear-stained cheek.

you slowly pulled out, dragging against his tight walls. you shut your eyes as you slowly push in, repeating the action slowly. san cried each time you stretched him out, cupping your face as he moaned and whimpered.

it was heavenly, never in his life did san think his first would be with the school bully, opposite of him in every way. he loved this, he loved you. all the past crushes he had could never compare to how he felt about you.

you buried your face into the crook of san's neck as you groaned next to his ear, sending shivers down his spine. san's finger intertwined with your hair, enjoying every moment of this. "faster..." san felt like he would die immediately if you didn't start moving.

you kissed his cheek as you picked up the pace, thrusting deep each time, hitting his sweet spot. san's body shook as he let out a heavenly moan, "right there?" "oh... right there, yeah..." you giggled at how dumb san became after just a few thrusts.

san saw stars as your thrusts became faster and faster, his nails clawed at your back as you groaned. tears slipped out of his eyes at the heavenly feeling of your cock, fitting perfectly inside of him.

"ugh- baby, i'm close..." you said as you cupped his cheeks, wiping away the stray tears. "m-me too..." you intertwined your hands with his as you started thrusting at an inhumane speed, san whimpered as he closed his eyes, feeling every part of his body shake.

you capture his lips in a sweet and long kiss as you came deep inside him. sam moaned into the kiss, your hot cum triggering his own release as he came in long, white ropes across his chest.

you pulled away, slowly pulling out of him. san laud limp on your bed as you cleaned yourself up, then him. you got up as san whined, "nooo, don't go!" you kiss his temple as he made grabby hands towards you, "i'm just gonna get you some clothes," looking at the destroyed mess on the ground, "since i ripped yours apart, heh."

you simply put on a pair of boxers and grabbed an oversized tshirt for san. you returned to see the boy curled into a ball under your blanket, snoring softly.

your heart clenched as san smiled while mumbling your name in his sleep. you carefully put the tshirt on him, then you slipped under the covers, cuddling into san's neck as you drifted to sleep.

#brrrkdslek 📁: oneshots #hongjoong x reader #jongho x reader #mingi x reader #san x reader #seonghwa x reader #wooyoung x reader #yeosang x reader #yunho x reader #ateez fanfic #ateez x reader #ateez x male reader #san smut #ateez smut #ateez #ateez imagines #ateez scenarios

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howlingday · 1 month

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Good morning, Mr. Huntsman. The city you are looking at is the capital of the Kingdom of Atlas, a ruthless police state kept in an iron grip by this man, Jacques Schnee, the lead councilman of Kingdom commerce.

Jacques: (Weakly punching Neo)

Jacques Schnee is aided by this man, General James Ironwood. A vicious thug who finds torture relaxing.

Ironwood: (Holding Neo in place)

Jacques: Admit you are a criminal! Admit with your own words of confessing!

Neo: (Signs) "I can't talk, asshole!"

Jacques: ...James?

Ironwood: Yes, Jacques?

Jacques: Make her talk. (Sinister chuckling, Maniacal laughter)

Ironwood: (Evilly laughing)

Crowd: (Innocently laughing, Applaud)

Jaune: ...Did they make her talk?

Qrow: PAY ATTENTION!

Schnee has recently captured this family, the Arc family, on a false charge of espionage while they were visiting on a tourist trip through Atlas.

Jaune: That's MY family!

Qrow: See?! I told you to pay attention! But NOOOOOO! You just had to ask about some minor character!

#rwby #freakazoid #jaune arc #qrow branwen #jacques schnee #james ironwood #neopolitan

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arcanemoxhi · 1 year

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Special Gifts ✨🎁

//Young Vi x Fem Reader// Short Story ✨//

Warnings: young love, fluff, first shy kiss, confessing (awkward), claggor & mylo making fun of vi for her shyness, gifts

Not proofread!!

You kick your feet as you wait patiently for Vi to return to the Last Drop. She was out with Claggor, Mylo, and Powder for a quick job from Vander. As you wait at the bar table, Vander hands you your favorite drink. "Why are you waiting here, (Y/N)?" Vander cleans off the counter from the busy evening. "I have a gift for Vi!" You grin at Vander as you begin to sip your drink. You know she'll like it, but your so nervous you can't contain yourself. Vander chuckles as he spots the squad walking over. Vi was talking to the rowdy boys, but when she saw you, she froze and immediately told them to shut up. The boys shrugged at her sudden change in mood as they walked away. They sat at the bar table and got drinks from Vander. Powder got the hint, smirking at Vi evilly as she strolls away. You notice Powder's action, causing Vi to shoo her away. You jumped down as you went over to the suddenly shy pink hair fighter. "hey, Vi!" You hug her tight with a smile. Vi's heart pounds as she hugs u back. She glances up from your shoulder as the boys, including Vander, cheer her on and throws up a thumbs up. Vi swats their actions away as her cheeks warms up in a pink shade almost matching her hair. "Hey, (Y/N), what are you doing here?" She says, coming back to the hug. You release from the hug as you hold a medium sized box to you.

"I wanna give you something! Can we go to our usual spot?" You smiled excited. "Actually, we can go down to the room where no one will bother us." She glares towards Mylo and Claggor. The last time they busted in the room, Vi was staring in your gentle eyes, smiling. She was leaning your head against yours, hoping for that kiss. Those two made fun of her for weeks, especially Powder. The boys twist away guilty, but they snicker at her. "Sure, lead the way!" You watch Vi scurry to the bottom floor and you follow as Mylo and Claggor whistle and cheer for Vi. Vander shuts them down, de-escalating them from Vi doing something embarrassed.

Vi took a seat on the couch and watched you follow in after. "What's in the box?" Vi pats the seat next to you. "Your gift. This was a difficult gift, but I think you enjoyed it." You smile coyly as Vi frowns at you. "It better not be expensive-"

"just open it, Vi." You twist side to side after she takes the box from your delicate hands. Vi quickly opens the box to reveal her favorite toy, her bunny. Vi stares at it, speechless with wide eyes. You giggle and sit next to Vi, "Do you like it? I got it cleaned and--" she cuts you off immediately, hugging you tightly. You hear her sigh, relieving weight off her shoulders. "thank you." Vi muffles into your neck. "Vi, it's no problem. You've been so kind to me, I thought it was only right." You rub her back. You often relax Vi with your kind gestures.

Vi sits up with a big grin. "Vi!" You exclaim. "what??"

"you got hurt!" You cup her face as you stare into her eyebrow that's been bruised. "oh don't worry, I'm okay." Vi shrugs it off to be tough, but you don't fall for the act. You lean over with a kiss softly over her eyebrow. She sighs and hisses a bit, yet she appreciates it. You are holding Vi's face as you stare into Vi's eyes all over again. Vi wants to build the courage again, but is terrified. "I liked you for a while, Vi." Vi thoughts are broken, she didn't even realize you were speaking until your final sentence. She sits up shocked with rosy cheeks. "Y-You liked me?? D-Damn, I-I thought I-I was the only one." Vi's cheeks warms up more, scattering her eyes all over the place. You laugh as you move in closer to her. Her worried face becomes calm as she stares into your eyes. She doesn't know how to have a first kiss and neither did you for that matter. But hell, you two leaned in and gave it a try. This kiss is making your hearts pound.

it's happening! It's actually happening! , You two thought as the kiss ends and now your face is rosy. "We don't know anything about a kiss, huh?" Vi breaks the silence, causing you two to share laughter. You remove your hands and just sit next to her a bit shy. Vi is smiling at your shyness, "look at you being bold for once." Vi nudged you a bit. You giggle as you lay your head in her shoulder. "Thank you so much for the gift."

"thank you for sharing your first kiss with me. Now your stuck with me forever," you kid as you nudge her back. At least, you thought you were joking. Vi didn't take it that way. "I'll be with you wherever you go. I'll be your guardian angel, I just wanna spend my time with you." Vi words hit to your heart. Each word makes you heart beat faster. You smile as you place a gentle kiss on her cheek. "My pink haired warrior," you giggled. "My cupcake. You're so damn sweet, I could actually get a cavity." Vi's cheesiness ends with a kiss to your cheek as you curl up to her arms. You giggle a little.

"YES, IT HAPPENED!! YOU OWE ME MONEY, MYLO!"

"I KNEW IT!!"

Mylo, Claggor, and Powder have the door cracked as cheering for the pink haired girl. You quickly shy your face into your hands. Vi noticed how shy they made you, got up and immediately started chasing them around the lanes. Vi eventually catches up to them and begins to whoop their ass. After she drags their ass back to the Last Drop, giving the patrons a laugh, she walked back down to you. You laughed at the embarrassed Vi. it was okay if you laughed, you were embarrassed too. Vi came down and lays her head on your lap. At least, she has you ❤️

A/N: Good night, love you, muah muah muah, sorry for the lack of posts ❤️

#arcane vi #vi x reader #netflix arcane #vi fluff #vi fanfic #young vi arcane #vi x you

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evilliousconfessions · 2 years

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”I honestly hate how most of the characters in the series are named? Like sateriisis???? How do you spell that????? Riliane/rilliane/Rilane, and then there's Allen. Hello Allen. How are you today” - Anon

Mod's note : Get good anon

#evillious chronicles #evillious confession #any arc #pride arc #sateriasis venomania #riliane lucifen d'autriche #allen avadonia #anonymous

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yuridovewing · 9 months

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I know it's not exactly groundbreaking or anything but man. Mothwing's Secret!Hawkfrost is literally so fucking interesting to me and I love it. I will take this Hawkfrost over his other incarnations in a heartbeat. I don't care if he's being "woobified" or whatever here, him being a guy who was ultra paranoid because he was treated as lesser for not being clanborn and that leaves him vulnerable to manipulation and ends up twisting him into a terrible person and ruining his relationship with the one cat he could unconditionally confide in is so much more interesting than him being a generic "evil twin" that is evil just cause and who is mean to his sister cause that's what evil people do. Idk I very much prefer MWS having Hawkfrost seem desperate and almost guilty for faking the moth wing sign, because a moon had passed and his sister was hanging on a branch and he was genuinely terrified they'd both get kicked out, and then confessing to her cause she was so elated and living on a lie and he couldn't not let her know the truth, vs Hawkfrost evilly smiling and laughing when he tells Mothwing he faked the sign and being like "lol LOSER you thought StarClan existed and liked you lmao cringe I only did this for The Power ha ha fuck you"

#this is like. basically exactly what i meant yesterday like hawkfrost having these extra layers is interesting!!#it doesnt make him less of a villain or anything but hes more compelling this way and i like seeing him as a tragic character #also mothwing sweetie im so sorry i havent been mentioning you as much in your titular novella i prommy i have things to say #mws liveread #oh also his scorn towards stormfur and brook seemingly stemming from jealousy and him training with tiger at that point #rather than ''oh i am getting them kicked out cause I Am Evil and They Are The Good Guys''

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nykie-love-anime · 8 months

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Hobbies

Natasha: You seriously need a hobby Y/N: I already have a hobby thank you very much Natasha: - done with her dumbass friends not confessing to each other - Natasha: Creating fake scenarios of you and Jake together isn’t really a hobby babe Y/N: You’re right Y/N: - sighs rubbing her hands together smiling at the pilot - Y/N: It is a profession and I very much excel at my job Natasha: - throwing her hands in the air walking away from her current WSO - Y/N: - smiling evilly knowing she won this round of messing with the team -

Jake: - wrapping his arms around Y/N's waist - Jake: Babe you know you are evil right? Y/N: Oh I know it is just fun messing with them till they actually figure out we are dating Masterlist Taglist @hardballoonlove

#y/n #reader #incorrect quotes #top gun incorrect quotes #y/n imagines #female reader #jake seresin x reader #hangman x reader #jake hangman seresin x reader #jake seresin x you #top gun hangman #jake seresin imagine

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fluffypotatey · 2 months

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Hanahaki shadowpeach post divorce. Both have it. Theyre both immortal and hanahaki cant kill them, just painful and unbelievably annoying and hard to fight with it. Who would be the first to confess or would they both live with that forever

BOY DO I HAVE THE FIC FOR YOU ANON

Petals for Two by @lunar-wandering (which i just recently reblogged earlier dont worry about it) is a fun (as in you will be laughing but evilly) Hanahaki Shadowpeach AU post-divorce and it’s so good please read :)

#lmk #shadowpeach #not my fic #shadowpeach fic #fic recs #asks

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wolfoftheblackflames · 2 months

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So I was browsing Tumblr since I like to do that sometimes, and bam! I got hit with a fic inspiration... Anyway here you go misfits! (This is set after the new hotel is built)

Girls' day feat. Angel Dust:

“Uh why the fuck is he here?”

Those words came out when the last of the invited arrived at Charlie’s little get-together. It was Angel Dust wearing a beautiful pink crop top and black shorts with sparkly neon pink heels as he grinned. “I was invited toots.”

“Ya got a problem with Angie?” Cherri growled at Vaggie, who lifted her hands in defense. “No, just thought he'd be with the guys..”

Angel Dust just laughed. “You're just jealous cause I can easily out girl ya toots.” He playfully sneered, fluffing up his sexy chest fluff.

Vaggie just growled a bit, though blinked as she heard the door only to see Charlie come back with the cutest looking outfit on, which was free flowing grey crop top with small sleeves that exposed her shoulders and a beautiful pair of casual jeans. Instantly she blushed a bit and looked away. “Ha, look at the blush on the fuckin’ munchkin!” Cherri chuckled, nudging her best friend Angel who joined in with a snicker. Even Niffty who sat on the couch couldn't help but giggle. “She looks like a lamp.”

Charlie pursed her lips clearly not liking the teasing. She flashed the others with her demonic red and white eyes to get them to stop. “Uh whoops, so uh what cha got in the box?” Angel laughed nervously.

“I'm glad you asked, since it's a girl's day I figured we could have a fun spa session!” The princess grinned, placing the box down and opening it.

Inside said box was a bunch of different skin care products, nail polish, scented body lotions, and much more. “I ain't one for just relaxin’ but Angie convinced me.” Cherri stated picking up one of the nail polish, a beautiful shimmering yellow like his eyes. Her face fell since it had only been several weeks since the battle with heaven.

“Seriously Cherri, ya needed it, besides we all miss our little snake.” Angel placed one of his arms around her. “Now let's see how this color looks on ya sugar tits.” He grinned trying to cheer up his best bud.

Vaggie smiled a bit. She knew the loss of Sir Pentious weighed on everyone. However, with the new hotel, it was a chance to move forward. She went over to the box and smirked. “He did like the smell of mint.” The angel held up some hand lotion to Cherri, who blinked.

“There wasn't a day where I didn't see that snake with either a cup of coffee or tea.” Angel mused as Cherri took the lotion with a nod. To her it felt weird, people actually being nice, to have had a man who complimented her mind instead of her hot as fuck body, and that kiss, fuck it had been kinda hot.

Cherri smirked a bit. “He was fun to pick on, the slimy shit.” She took off her gloves and casually applied the lotion. It really wasn't her style but she didn't mind it.

Charlie smiled a bit seeing how Cherri relaxed. She was hoping to recruit the bombardier but the woman had turned her down. “So Angel..” She smirked in a sing-song like tone. “I saw the eyes you were giving Husk. What's up with that?” She playfully poked the spider.

Angel blinked and cleared his throat. Even Cherri looked up at him and smirked evilly. “Don't you start too!” He groaned but blinked as Niffty giggled.

“I'm not one for the gay stuff, but I did notice ehehe. He always pours your drink first.” She smirked with her wide toothy grin. “I think that cat has grown soft.”

Angel blinked at Niffty, but then had a soft smile of his own. “During the before battle shit I wanted to stick by the guy and enjoy his drinks and company.” He admitted with a light blush.

“I saw you two flirtin’ durin’ the whole thing!” Cherri nudged with a grin.

Charlie squeed having the same look she had when Sir Pentious confessed his crush for Cherri to her. “I'm rooting for you Angel!”

Vaggie lightly punched his arm. “You got this.”

Angel just chuckled and hugged the girls. “Daww you ladies are makin’ me blush!” He grinned. “Now which of these would Kitty like?” He asked while releasing the girls so he could dig through the box.

Charlie smiled and picked out a gorgeous starry night nail polish. “This would look so good on you, Vaggie!” She grinned as Vaggie blinked. “Alright hon, go ahead.”

Angel chuckled seeing Charlie take out a nail care kit first. “Could you do my nails too blondie?” He asked “Sure!”

Cherri blinked being tugged on by Niffty who held up a very pretty perfume bottle. “Try this, it smells really nice!” The little maid grinned, spritzing some onto Cherri’s wrist. “Oh, it's kinda got a musky scent.” She mused as Niffty nodded. “It smells nice doesn't it?”

“Reminds me of the shit Pen would wear.” Angel replied with a smirk. “Where’d ya find that one Niff?”

“I got it from the store, I also sprayed every bottle so I could find the right one.” She snickered since she made the clerk really pissed that day.

“Ya turned the store into a mustard gas situation?!” Cherri smirked and ruffled Niffty’s hair. “Yer a fuckin’ freak, I like ya.”

Angel rolled his eyes but then looked at Vaggie and tilted his head. “Hey toots, why are ya sittin’ cross legged?” He asked with a playful smirk. “Are ya tryin’ to hide your tiny ass feet?”

Vaggie flipped him off. “I don't see you taking off your heels. So you don't get to say shit.” She retorted with a smug look.

Angel grumbled and flipped her off right back. He didn't exactly like his feet, hell when he did his pornos he begged Val to keep his sexy heels on mentioning that sick fucks would be extra horny for the mystery. Cherri looked over and got up. “Hey Angie?”

“Yeah?” Angel looked at Cherri. “Wanna try on these fuckin’ sexy ass heels?” She grinned showing Angel some beautiful black leather laced up heeled boots.

The spider demon's eyes lit up as he took the shoes. “Fucking hell Cherri Bomb, where did ya get these beauties?”

Vaggie blinked and tilted her head. “Those actually look nice…” She added seeing the beautiful pink trim along the top and sole. “I know right? Bought these bitches for Angie cause the fucker loves his sexy heels.” Cherri showed a wide grin as Angel chuckled.

Charlie giggled, seeing the heels. “What are you waiting for? Try them on Angel!” She playfully coaxed, having finished applying the nail polish to Vaggie's beautiful nails.

Angel blushed a bit however looked at the girls. “Turn around for a sec and I will.” He replied looking at his glittery heels.

Vaggie noticed his hesitation and sighed. She was going to regret this but took off her own heels to reveal cute little feet making Charlie squeak. “You want me to paint these too?” She asked as Vaggie nodded.

Angel blinked at the gesture, he then looked at Cherri who looked a bit surprised but smirked. “Don't worry Angie, I'll beat any dumbfuck who messes with ya.” The bombshell grinned patting her spider boi on the shoulder.

The pornstar gulped a bit but nodded as he started undoing the buckles of his beautiful sparkly boots. He gave Vaggie a small thankful nod as the latter smiled a bit. Soon his small cute spider-like clawed feet wiggled free, tipped with his pinkish white fur and small little claws. He looked over and spotted Charlie who had removed her own shoes revealing small red hooves. “Huh…” He smiled a bit, feeling a little less awkward thanks to the two girls.

“Here catch.” Vaggie tossed Angel some beautiful glittery neon pink nail polish. “Hey thanks Vags.” He smirked looking it over.

Cherri blinked but smirked a bit. These folks were alright in her book even if some were a stickler for the rules. “Here let me apply it.” She asked Angel who blinked. “Oh sure..”

Niffty easily grabbed one of Charlie’s hooves, making the princess yelp and started to look it over. “Ooo! Kinda like what Alastor has, except yours are smaller than his..” The maid giggled only to be accidentally kicked in the face when she touched a ticklish spot.

“Shit! Sorry Niff!” Charlie gasped, looking horrified. “Yay pain!” The maid cooed springing back up from the wall she had smacked into because of the power behind the kick. “Do it again!”

Cherri just laughed. “Damn, looks like the goody two shoes has some power. Ya practically punted the tiny bitch.” She smirked as Charlie groaned. “I didn't mean to!”

Vaggie had to shoo Niffty away to keep the maid from trying to get Charlie to kick her again. “Hey Niff, check this out, there's bleach in the next room!” Angel smirked as the maid instantly scurried off with a rabid expression and grin. “Thanks…” Charlie sighed in relief.

Angel winked at Vaggie as a ‘the favor has been repaid’ gesture. The angel smirked a bit and casually started to pamper those cute little hooves. “It's a spa day isn't it, you get some pampering too princesa.” (Princess)

Charlie blushed as Vaggie massaged the ankles. She then looked over at Angel who smirked playfully. “Aww ain't that cute, betcha two get into some fun kinky shit in the bedroom eh?” He teased as Charlie started to blush and sizzle. “I think they're those vanilla type fuckers. Looks like it anyway.” Cherri smirked as Vaggie grumbled trying to pay no mind to the teasing though her golden blush was starting to show again.

The more lewd duo laughed amused at the flustered couple's reaction, though Angel smirked a bit at his painted toe nails, he soon slipped on those beautiful boots looking more comfortable.

While everyone was chatting, Charlie got a phone call. “I'll be right back, babe.” She gave Vaggie a kiss on the cheek and left to take it.

Cherri and Angel smirked at Vaggie who gave a confused look. “What?”

“Hey feather duster, wanna spice yourself up for your girl?” Angel smirked holding up some lotions. “Don't cha wanna see yer blondie practically fuckin’ sizzlin’?” Cherri chimed in with a playful smirk. Niffty giggled seeing Vaggie squirm.

“I know what she likes, I don't need your help..” The angel turned away with a cute huff. Though the golden blush gave it away that she did want to.

Angel smirked and nodded at Cherri and Niffty. “This is gonna be fun.” The spider man took out a comb and some hair products. “W-wait!” Vaggie gulped while caught off guard.

After an hour Charlie came back into the room annoyed. “Husk says that my dad and Alastor are fighting again, and they nearly burned down the lobby with a cook off..” She groaned coming back into the room. “Huh?”

Cherri and Niffty blocked her view. “And done!” Angel grinned moving away. “Go ahead and let the blondie through.”

“Ehehehe, enjoy the treat princess.” Niffty bowed and scurried away.

Cherri gave a thumbs up and moved as Charlie looked very confused. “What are..” She couldn't finish her sentence as she then spotted Vaggie.

“Hi hon..” The angel blushed with her hair looking so fluffy and wavy now. There was even a braid that brought some of the bangs back to expose the soft features of Vaggie's face. Charlie just stared as the scent of both apples and lavender filled her nose. “Ha! She's speechless!” Cherri laughed and gave a thumbs up to Angel.

Angel chuckled but blinked, coming over to Charlie. “Uh hello? You there, blondie?” He poked her, and Charlie fell over red-faced. “Whoa!”

Cherri just burst out laughing as Vaggie ran over. “Ya made her a fuckin’ knock out Angie!”

“So… pwetty…” Charlie mumbled her eyes swirling with her tail out wagging. She looked like she was drunk. “Come on sweetie, let's get you off the floor..” Vaggie easily picked up Charlie who laid like a cute little snake, her face looking dopey and in love.

Vaggie looked at Angel who gave a smug look. She grumbled but fist bumped the spider twink who grinned at his work.

Though the rumbling of the hotel made this day come to an end as Lucifer was chasing Alastor who was laughing like a mad man, with Husk coming out and shaking his head, clearly not drunk enough for this shit.

(This all started because I saw Vaggie had tiny feet and remembered the fact Angel didn't like his own feet...)

#hazbin hotel #charlie morningstar #vaggie #cute as fuck #cherri bomb #hazbin angel dust #niffty #girls being girls #spa day cause the babies need it #spoilers for the finale #cherrisnake #huskerdust #alastor being a pest #spoiler about Sir Pentious

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