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oizysian · 3 months

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Praise Be, The Scarlet Witch | Wanda Maximoff

Pairing: Cult Leader!Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader Warnings: non-con, dubcon, magical penises, mind control, worship and other cultist activities. Word Count: 2,500+ Genre: smut Summary: Y/N knows something is going on in the house next door. Tonight, she’ll find out exactly what.

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I could’ve sworn I heard people chanting.

I sat up in my bed, the sheet covering me slipping down my torso as I shifted to look out the half opened window. A slight breeze and the chirping of crickets came through, but I could’ve sworn I heard chanting.

I strained my ears and I heard it again. Soft, like a mumble; incoherent but constant.

I threw the sheet off my body and rushed to the window, trying my hardest to tell where the sound was coming from. I looked at the house across from mine, a dim light in one of the windows, but no other signs of life.

It was the Maximoff house. The parents of the neighborhood always whispered about the girl who lived in that house. They say she killed her parents, her brother, and almost killed herself. But, those were just some silly rumors.

I was dying to get a look at that Maximoff girl, as she should’ve been about my age and I was curious about her. There was always something weird about the house - creepy sounds, never any lights on, dogs frequently barked when they passed it, like they sensed something lurking inside.

I made my way to my closet, slipping on my sneakers and sneaking out of my room, quietly making my way downstairs and outside to investigate. I closed the door behind me and snuck over to the neighboring house, the soft chanting getting louder.

I walked around the house and found a door leading to the basement of the house. The padlock was broken and left haphazardly next to it. I crept l closer to the door, pressing myself against it to listen. The chanting was definitely coming from inside there.

I opened the door, the creaking startling me slightly as I slipped inside, walking down the long, dark hallway that led to god knows what. The chanting was louder now, and I could finally understand what they were saying.

Praise be, the Scarlet Witch. Praise be, the Scarlet Witch.

What the hell did that mean? I continued to make my way towards the sound, finally coming to another door that would surely lead to me finding some answers.

I grabbed hold of the knob, my hand shaking as I turned it slowly. I pulled open the door, peeking one eye in to see what awaited me.

People on their knees, heads bowed in front of a statue of a beautiful woman, and in front of that statue was the woman it was molded after. It must’ve been the Maximoff girl! She was hovering, her legs crossed, eyes closed, seemingly meditating as the group in front of her continued to chant.

She was dressed in dark clothing, dark hair, with rings adorning her fingers. She was, admittedly, very beautiful and I couldn’t stop staring at her. Something drew me to her, something I was currently fighting inside myself.

“Y/N.”

I could hear my name being said by the sweetest voice, but nobody was looking at me, nobody was speaking to me. They were still chanting and she still had her eyes closed.

“Y/N. Come to me.”

A shiver crept down my spine at the sound of her voice and I realized that the Maximoff girl was now looking at me, eyes blood red.

I was startled, suddenly very terrified at what I had gotten myself into. This was just a dream, right? I was just having a nightmare.

“Come.”

Red wisps wrapped around me and pulled me through the door. I struggled to no avail as I hovered over the praying people and went straight over to her. Face to face, she looked angelic, ethereal even, but I was scared. Was this the work of the devil?

“No devil. No demons. Just me.”

“Who are you?” I yelped, the wisps tightening around me ever so slightly.

“They call me the Scarlet Witch.” She gestured to the crowd with her hand.

All of them stayed bowed before her, not even registering that I was in the room with them.

“What are you?” My voice was small and afraid.

“I am chaos.”

Her voice echoed in my head and I let out a shriek, realizing that her lips hadn’t moved at all. This was beyond cult shit, this was on a whole different level of witchcraft.

She raised her hand towards me and I flinched, struggling to shy away from her. Red mist poured from her fingertips and surrounded me. I could feel it entering me from my nose, my mouth, my eyes …

Untold pleasures flooded my senses, and I could feel myself responding to her mind tricks. Her magic was touching every inch of my mind, my body, my soul. The pleasure was otherworldly, nothing I had ever felt before. She was gonna make me cum …

“Yes, give in to me.”

“W-what?” I moaned, still trying fruitlessly to fight her off.

“Give yourself to me. Give in.”

I let out a pathetic whimper as my body hummed with her power. I felt so good, so strong, so throughly fucked. My mind and my body had finally invited her in, and she wasted no time in exploring me.

“Yes,” she hissed softly, beckoning me closer with her stained fingers. “You’re mine.”

“I-I’m …” I shook my head, trying to get my senses back under my own control.

Vibrations started up between my thighs and I squeezed them together the best I could. She smiled at me, her eyes a deeper red than before.

“Mine.” She practically growled at me, her magic intensifying at her singular word.

“Oh god,” I moaned, my head falling back and my hips jerking towards nothing as the magic coursed through me. “I’m yours, I’m yours! J-just … just …”

“Just what?” Her voice was laced with fake sweetness and I felt myself clenching around nothing at the sound.

“Just let me -!”

She tilted her head at me and I could see us in my mind, in different positions, different situations, her glorious body being worshiped by me day and night, our pleasure becoming too much for my mind to handle.

For a split second I couldn’t help but wonder if this is how everyone in the room got themselves into this situation.

She flicked her fingers at me again and the images intensified, the pleasure nearly becoming real. I could almost feel her tongue on my clit, her beautifully jeweled dagger caressing my breasts as she fucked me roughly, her hands all over my body, her thick cock touching every inch of my insides, fucking me in every hole.

“Oh, fucking god!” I cried weakly, my eyes rolling back into my head as pleasure overtook me.

But as I felt myself reaching release, it stopped. I gasped, panting softly as I regained my senses. She was no longer inside my head. What was she? How could she possibly do this?

She leaned towards me and pressed her lips to mine and I let her kiss me, not even bothering to struggle any longer. She was too strong to fight. She had the ability to fuck me without ever touching me - fucking my body and mind senseless.

“You’re learning quickly.” She stood from her sitting position, reaching for the buttons of my nightshirt. “I love a pet that catches on quickly.”

I shook my head, watching helplessly as she undid my shirt, letting it fall from my trembling shoulders in a heap on the ground.

She stared at me for a moment, taking in the sight of my breasts as if it would be the last thing she ever saw.

My chest heaved as she slipped her delicate fingers in the hem of my shorts, playing with the fabric teasingly.

“I can’t wait to play with you and your mind. You’re so strong willed.” She brought her face to my neck and inhaled my scent, sending shivers down my spine. “I can’t wait to break you.”

My legs trembled as she slid the garment down, letting them fall next to my discarded shirt.

She trailed her fingers down, caressing my sex, covered only by the thin fabric of my panties. I twitched, my hips jerking towards her as she ran her strong fingers along my slit.

“So sensitive. So receptive.”

“M-miss …” I cried, my whole body shaking with need.

She smiled to herself as she circled my clit with gentle touches.

“You’ll give in to me. Just as they all did.”

Tears slid down my cheeks as I realized she was referring to the crowd that was still praying before her. I didn’t want to become one of them!

“You’ll be more than what they are.” She whispered against my lips, kissing me softly. “You’ll be my toy. My most obedient follower.”

“I don’t …”

“It doesn’t matter what you want.” Her green eyes went red again and I could feel her creeping around inside my mind again. “Look.”

I met her gaze, realizing that she had released me and I had been standing before her out of my own free will. I tried to move my feet, move my body, but a little voice inside my head told me I really didn’t want to leave her. It was her voice.

“I’m inside you. You belong to me.”

She wrapped her hand around my neck and pulled me close to her, her grip tightening ever so slightly, making the ache between my legs increase.

“You’ll never leave. Nobody ever does.”

I cried then, realizing that this was it. I had gotten myself into this and there was no getting out.

“You didn’t do anything.” She laughed. “I brought you here. Do you think anyone else in Westview can hear anything that happens here? That they can find the entrance so easily?” She shook her head. “No. I control this town. I decide who becomes my next victim.”

“Why me?” I sobbed.

“You were fascinated with me, with the stories about me. Don’t you think I could hear your thoughts - so loud, thinking about me all the time.”

“I didn’t know -!”

“And now you do.” She released me and I took a deep breath. “Kneel.”

Without a second thought I was on my knees, looking up at the beautiful monster in front of me.

“I’ve got a welcoming gift for my new pet.” She said with a smile.

She lifted up the skirt she was wearing and tugged her underwear down, kicking them to the side once they reached her boots. With a soft sigh, she closed her eyes and her skirt tented up.

My eyes widened as a glowing red cock materialized between her legs. It was thick, long, and dripping from the tip. She brought her hand down and stroked it, her skirt bunching up around her hips as she bit her lip and brought the dick to my waiting mouth.

Eagerly, I took her length in my mouth, bobbing my head up and down on her. Her moans were intoxicating and I couldn’t help but want to pleasure her more just from the sound.

“That’s right,” she ran her fingers through my hair, guiding me slightly. “You want this as much as I do.”

I looked up at her and nodded, her pulsing cock still in my mouth as I brought my hands up to stroke the base.

“You’re good at this.” She breathed, a slight look of jealousy in her eyes as she stared down at me.

I continued to meet her gaze, my eyes innocent as I practically choked on her length.

“Choke on it.” She giggled, guiding my head down to take more of her into my mouth. “Next time I’ll make it even bigger so I can train that pretty mouth of yours.”

I squeezed my eyes shut as she groaned softly, cum spurting into my mouth and down my throat as she came. Her hips jerked and her legs twitched as she finished. She threw her head back and continued to pump herself into my eager mouth, riding out her high completely.

“Let’s see what that pussy of yours can do now.” She breathed and a flash of panic spread throughout my body before instantly disappearing. “Lay down.”

I laid back on the marble of the floor, the crowd now able to see me if they lifted their heads ever so slightly.

“Do you want them to watch?” She questioned and I shook my head, blood rushing to my cheeks in shame and embarrassment. “Let them see what a good girl you are for me.”

They all raised their heads as if on command, their chanting stopping as they watched my trembling body. She got on top of me, smiling devilishly as she positioned herself between my legs.

“As your leader, you need to give yourself to me; mind, body and soul.” She spoke softly, stroking the cock against my aching entrance.

She slipped herself inside of me without much resistance at all. She let out a little mewl as she started to fuck me, her hips pressed firmly against mine as she got herself used to the feel of me.

“God, you’re so fucking tight.” She groaned, resting her forehead against mine. “I’m not gonna last long.”

I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and my legs around her waist, pulling her impossibly close to me. She was so deep inside me I couldn’t feel anything else. I let out a whine as she thrust up against me, fucking me hard and deep. Her lips found my neck and she sucked and bit along my shoulder, claiming me.

I dug my nails into her shoulders, holding onto her for dear life as she fucked me mercilessly. I was seeing stars as she hit the deepest parts of me.

“Unh, I’m fucking gonna …” and before she could finish her sentence she let out a low moan, cumming inside of me.

Her cum leaked out of me as she continued to pump herself inside of me. I held her close, making sure she fucked all of her cum back into me.

“I’m gonna breed you.” She growled into my ear and I shuddered. “I’m gonna fuck a baby into you every night.”

“Please,” I whimpered against her neck. “I’m yours.”

“That’s right,” she whispered back, pressing open mouthed kisses along my jaw. “You’re my precious pet, aren’t you?”

I nodded contently and I could feel our pussies touching as her magical cock disappeared. She rutted up against me and my hips rolled against hers with a hungry fervor. She moaned into my ear as she rubbed her clit against my own, getting us both off.

“This pussy … I’ll never get enough of this pussy.” She grunted and I nearly came from her words alone.

She bit down into my neck roughly and that’s all it took for me to cum all over her, my throbbing, aching cunt finally reaching release after being used the whole night.

She came right along with me, moaning my name softly as our juices dripped down our thighs and we had made a mess of her altar.

“They know now what you are.” She panted against my neck before turning to face the crowd that watched us with blank expressions on their faces. “You now know what you are.”

She returned her attention to me and turned my head slightly so she could look at the mark that appeared behind my ear; it looked like a crown in the shape of an ‘M’.

“You are mine.”

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 5 months

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AITA for being "obsessed" with my neighbor's dog?

Not entirely sure how else to word this. I'm not sure I did anything wrong, but when I talked to a friend about it they said I was being creepy and I'm open to other opinions here.

I (F27) love dogs, but sadly I can't have one because I'm allergic. It's not a deathly allergy, just if I'm around dog hair and dander for too long my nose starts running and my eyes start itching. So I'm fine if I pass by one in public, or pet one and wash my hands after, but I can't have a dog in my house laying on my furniture and bed and getting hair on my clothes.

About a year ago I had a new neighbor move in we'll call Alice (F30), and Alice has a pit bull we'll call Cain. She actually came and knocked on my door and told me she just wanted to warn me she had a large dog who looks scary and barks a lot, but she'll try to keep him quiet and only let him out during the day so hopefully he won't interrupt my sleep. I told her I didn't mind and I asked if I could toss treats over the fence if I saw him outside and she said yes, I could even come pet him if I wanted. That he looks scary but he's a big sweetie. She even told me she was relieved I didn't freak out about living next to a huge pit bull, and that she had to move from her last place because people kept complaining and saying she shouldn't own such a "dangerous animal".

I won Cain over pretty quickly, because I would carry milk bones in my car and toss him some whenever I saw him out in the yard. Eventually he would see me coming and run up to the fence demanding treats and pets. Then I got permission from Alice to come in her yard to pet him, which I did probably a couple times a week and only when she was home (but not always while she was outside, sometimes she was inside). Then Alice told me how she had to start working double shifts at her job and was worried Cain would tear her house up from the lack of exercise and attention, so I offered to walk him everyday. She told me where she hid her spare house key and left his leash and some water bottles on her porch. I would come over everyday and walk Cain and hang out in her yard with him, then put him back inside when he was tuckered out. I never went in her house.

I thought we had a pretty good thing going. I got along great with Cain and hanging out with him was scratching the itch I sometimes get to have a dog, but I know he's not mine. And Alice comes home to a happy and sleepy pup to cuddle with at night. But recently a video game came out where you can adopt pets, and one of the adoptable dogs looks strikingly like Cain. I adopted that dog in the game and sent Alice a picture of the dog with a joking text that said "He's finally all mine! Don't worry, I'll take good care of him."

Alice didn't text me back that night, and the next day she said she'd prefer if I didn't come over to her house anymore. I asked if she was okay, and she just said she wasn't feeling comfortable with our arrangement anymore. Now I think she's purposely keeping Cain in when I go to work or come home, because he's never out anymore. I haven't seen her or him in a couple weeks, and when I try to call her it goes straight to voicemail. I told my friend what happened and he said I was being creepy and too obsessed with Cain. Was I?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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justsomerandomfanfic · 2 years

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Twinkies - Eddie Munson X Female (Future) Reader

Title: Twinkie

Eddie Munson X Female (Future) Reader

Additional Characters: Dustin, Lucas (Mentioned), Max, Steve, Robin, Nancy (Mentioned), Chrissy (Mentioned), and police (Mentioned)

WC: 1,974

Warnings: Knives, mention of murder, Chrissy's dead, running from the police, and mention of death

Snacking on food, you and Max watched the 80s movie when there was a bark coming from outside. Scooting off the bed, Max turned to you.

"Do you want to feed the dog with me? He's really nice."

The two of you went outside to see what was going on since it wasn't just your imagination that the barking had been getting louder. The dog was there, begging for food.

"I'll be right back." She spoke, going back into the house to grab the extra meat from dinner to give to the neighbor's dog.

You kneeled down on your knees, the dog came bounding over, and you raked your hand through his fur. You petted him as he leaned against you, he was super soft.

"What's your name, buddy?" You asked the dog softly, who just whined at you.

Hearing a car, you looked up, seeing a beat-up van pull up to one of the other trailers. There you saw Eddie and some girl exit the van and go into his house. You cursed quietly under your breath, knowing that it was too good to be true that Eddie didn't have a girlfriend or whatever. Max stepped out of the trailer with a bowl of meat scraps, the dog leaving you and going to her instead as she sat it on the ground. Max looked at you, before looking at the trailer that you had your eyes on.

"That's Eddie's uncle's trailer. Eddie lives with him." Max spoke before sitting on the step next to you. "He does a lot of shady stuff."

You hummed, reaching out and petting the dog again. You and Max talked softly there, petting the dog most of the time before the sound of Eddie's trailer door slammed shut and you both looked up. You narrowed your eyes confused as you watched Eddie run to his van and quickly drive off. Something was off, Eddie looked scared.

Turning to Max, she had a certain look in her eyes that you couldn't really understand, but then she got up.

"We should probably get inside." She said, standing up. "It's late."

Your eyebrows rose at that, what was she hiding?

➔➔➔

The next morning, you woke up from the sound of sirens. Getting up, you changed into a shirt Max let you borrow. You tried to decline, but she said it was too big for her anyway. It was a nice shirt, a plain white button-up. Thanking God that you brought your brush, you began to brush out the knots that had formed overnight as you stepped outside of the trailer, already seeing Max there. The two of you watched as the police walked out of the trailer, followed by another teen. Not Eddie and not that girl he had driven with.

"Alright, let's get a search party out to find this... Eddie Munson for the murder of Chrissy Cunningham.

Okay, that was unexpected. Max and you both looked at each other, your hands clasped together. You swallowed hard, trying to keep yourself calm.

You only met Eddie once, but he didn't seem like someone who would murder anyone. But, then again...

"He didn't do it," Max spoke out loud.

"Then who did?" You asked and Max shrugged.

"I have a feeling this might involve the Upside Down in some way." She frowned.

"Is it possible Eddie did do it? You said it yourself; he's done shady things." You suggested, and Max shook her head.

"No, Eddie isn't a killer." She sighed. "Come on, we need to go tell everyone about this."

➔➔➔

Everyone in the town heard from the news that there was a murderer on the loose, and their main suspect was Eddie. You weren't sure if it was entirely true, but you were just glad that Eddie hadn't done anything to you. As much as you wanted to believe it was all some sort of mistake, you knew better. You've seen crime documentaries. The sweetest and seemingly very charming people always have a secret. And most of the time they are murderers.

But how you got caught up and searching for Eddie, you had no idea. Well, you did... Max asked you to come with her. You couldn't say no to her. During the time you've spent with her, she felt like a little sister to you.

And, that's where you also met Steve, Nancy, and Robin, before catching up with Dustin. Together the four of you searched through the forest behind the trailer park, finding nothing but a lot of dead trees and rocks. The six of you searched almost everywhere, before heading to what they called, "Lover's Lake." There, you spotted a house up ahead.

Cautiously, Steve went ahead, opening the small house and peering inside. Looking around with a spare flashlight Robin gave you. The six of you looked around, Steve nudged things with a wooden oar, when Max spied something.

"Look over here," She spoke, stepping towards a table with food and wrappers all over it. "Someone was here."

Robin walked over and stood beside you, "Maybe he heard us. Got spooked and ran."

"Don't worry," Dustin began, holding his flashlight for Steve. "Steve will get him with his oar."

"I know you think you're being funny, Henderson. But, considering the fact that everyone in this room has nearly died about a hundred times-"

"Except me." You spoke up, raising a hand.

Steve gestured to you before continuing. "Personally, I don't find it very funny-"

Slowly a tarp lifted into the air and you and the other gasped and stepped away. Out sprung Eddie, shoving Steve into a wall, holding a makeshift shiv up to his neck.

"Woah, woah, woah, Eddie! Stop, Eddie!" Dustin cried out, but Eddie continued to stare at Steve.

"Eddie, it's me. It's Dustin. This is Steve. He's not going to hurt you." Dustin spoke, "Right? Steve?" He asked Steve who stumbled over his words a bit.

"Right. Yep." Steve whispered, feeling sweat already dripping down his forehead.

Dustin brought his hands out, "Steve, why don't you drop the oar?"

Steve drops the oar, causing it to land on the ground with a loud thud, causing Eddie to bring the shiv closer to Steve's throat.

"He's cool." Dustin loudly exclaimed, "He's cool..." He repeated but softly.

"I'm cool, man. I'm cool." Steve stuttered, looking from Dustin to Eddie, who looked like he was ready to kill Steve.

You watched, eyes wide. What could you do to help?

"What are you doing here?" Eddie asked Steve, voice deep with anger.

"We're looking for you," Dustin spoke, Robin joining in.

"We're here to help."

Eddie looks back over.

"Eddie, these are my friends. You know Robin... From band." Dustin spoke, gesturing to Robin behind him.

Robin made a trumpet sound briefly.

Dustin then gestured to Max, who was slightly behind him to the side as well. "This is my friend, Max. The one who never wants to play D&D." Max gave a small wave.

"And, you met Y/N. Remember? My cousin. Who likes strawberries." Dustin gestured to you beside Max.

"I swear on my mother. Right guys?" Dustin swore, dragging you all in.

Max immediately agreed, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, we swear." She spoke nodding, eyes wide.

"On Dustin's mom." Robin spoke up.

"Swear on Dustin's mom too." You spoke up, clearing your throat.

Eddie looked back to Steve, "Yeah, on... On Dustin's mother." He stumbled.

Eddie stared at Steve for a long while before he let Steve go. Eddie walked to the side, staring off as he slid down the wall, sitting on the floor. Robin and Max went to Steve, as Dustin and you went towards Eddie slowly. You watched as Dustin walked over and you followed, hesitantly you both sat on either side of Eddie.

"We know you didn't do it," Dustin spoke after a short while. "What you have seen has been happening for a long time."

"What's going on?" Eddie muttered.

"There's another world, unlike ours, full of creatures. And, they aren't nice." Dustin explained. "One killed my cat." He finished.

"Did you know too?" Eddie asked you, turning to look at you.

Were his eyes always that brown? You could get lost in them.

"I found out yesterday." You shrugged, whispering, "I've been to where the creatures were, but I haven't seen them."

"What killed Chrissy?" He asked you, but you frowned.

You didn't know the answer, but thankfully, Dustin answered for you.

"I don't know, but we're going to stop it from doing it to anyone else again." He spoke before getting up and going to Steve.

You sat with Eddie silent before getting an idea. You opened your bag and pulled out a Twinkie, handing it to Eddie.

His eyes widened. "Why?" He questioned, taking it from you.

"Because we care about you. We want to make sure you're safe." You told him softly.

He looked at you, his dark eyes glittering as he took a bite out of the snack cake.

"I mean... Why are you being nice to me? Giving me food? You could just believe what the others believe or something." Eddie turned the Twinkie around in his fingers.

"I trust you. I know you didn't do it." You told him, placing your hand on his arm. "And, if you want more Twinkies, I have three more in my bag with your name on them." You spoke softly.

Eddie smiled at you, "Okay." He mumbled, taking another bite of the Twinkie.

After that, you all relaxed as much as you could, talking among yourselves. Soon enough, you yawned softly, before leaning your head on Eddie's shoulder. You were so tired, but there was so much to do. But, you couldn't help but let your eyelids droop a bit, as you listened to the crinkling of the Twinkie wrapper and Steve, Robin, Max, and Dustin talking and forming a plan.

Eddie froze for a moment when you rested your head on his shoulder. A smile crept onto his lips, and he felt his heartbeat quicken. He loved the way it felt, his heart still pounded in his chest, but it didn't feel like when he was hiding from the police. His chest felt warm and bubbly. He was excited that you chose to rest your head on his shoulder, even though it probably wasn't very comfortable for you.

Now that you were closer, Eddie could smell strawberries. Closing his eyes, but all he could see was you... Shaking his head, he scoffed at himself. He had just met you yesterday, but he felt like he knew everything about you. Even though he didn't know a thing about you, it seemed as if he already knew your whole life story. You were so beautiful and kind, and the way you looked at him melted his heart. Every time you spoke to him or touched him, he felt as if he would explode from happiness. It's not fair how you make him feel.

➔➔➔

"Is she asleep?" Steve asked softly, as Dustin nodded.

"Poor thing must be pooped," Robin spoke, crossing her arms.

"Well, we should meet up with Nancy and Lucas. Get the plan going. Could you wake her up, Eddie?"

"Sure." Eddie agreed, before turning to look at you.

"Y/N?" Eddie spoke, reaching up and gently shaking your shoulder.

You blinked awake, looking up at him. He was staring down at you, his face soft and gentle. But, you could see that there was something hidden behind his smile.

"Hey." He spoke quietly, looking down at you. "Are you okay?"

"I'm good," You assured him. "How about you?"

"I'm fine. Just really tired and over this."

You nodded, agreeing. "Same. I just want to go home."

Eddie chuckled softly, his eyes glancing up towards the sky.

"Yeah, me too."

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restforthe-burdenedsoul · 5 days

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3 years ago we lost our little puppy on an out of state trip. So it would make sense that of all days in the Calendar year, today her leash would somehow un clip on a walk as she tried to run toward a dog.

My knees are pretty messed up and were dripping blood from diving to catch her but it didnt hit me til we were back inside.

And now i cant stop crying. I was so scared she was gonna get away. She’s so fast.

Pretty sure i finally wont forget to call the trainer tomorrow 😅

I dont know why her fear makes her want to charge dogs. She charges and then will run away when they dont move (or so we saw when we were living wirh our roommates and the neighbor dogs would try to come over and play)

I think I somehow unclipped her leash today tho? I saw the dog, she started barking and I was picking her up to go inside. I keep her on a short leash because of her lunging tendency and I had my hand where the harness and leash connect to pick her up and it came off as she was trying to run.

Im upset at myself because I usually have a good handle on her and I just didnt in that moment. We were outside training and doing desensitization work while hubby worked on his motorcycle. The other dog was a little too close for her current threshold.

She’s made a ton of improvement over the last year and I hope thus doesnt set her baxk. I accidentally stepped on her paw in the chaos ans she let out this awful screech. But thankfully she stopped trying to run.

I feel like a bad dog mom in these moments. I think she looks mean to other people, but she’s scared. She’s always scared. She shivers and hides herself in the bathroom in the mornings because of rhe trash truck, she pulls her ears together and tucks her tail and sometimes pees herself when a person walks by and startles her. She barks and lunges at dogs but runs away from them when they stand their ground.

I dont need her to be the type of dog that we take on trips or to the dog park. I just want hee to be able to potty outside without it being this scary experience every time.

She was enjoying today. She was happy and playful And then I fucking unclipped her leash somehow and that was the end. She was shaking as I was carrying her inside. Her ears are still pulled back 😞

#reactive dog #anxious dog

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n3onstarss · 1 year

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An Odd Predicament - Ch. 1, Lost

Montgomery Gator x Transmasc!reader

You get an unexpected roomie after the disastrous fire that took down the Mega Pizza Plex. How will a human and a gator survive this odd predicament?

this is literally just me projecting, so 'reader' also has autism and just anything else i have. this is self indulgent and I'm sorry if you came here looking for a random fic, whoopsies!

also, Chips is based of my sister's dog, Jack is based off of my dog and Sally is based off of my late cat

TWs for; talk of trauma, mentioned sh, mentioned anxiety, mention of death/decommission

if i miss anything please let me know so I can tag it!

A dark house sits on a empty back road in the middle of borderline nowhere. Neighbors are few and far between enough that everyone keeps to their own. The outskirts of the city are quiet and devoid of human life this early in the morning except the occasional car passing by on the way to work or rooster crowing. All is calm and the one-story mobile home is all too dark and still not dark enough. The moon, inky black and new, is setting slowly, partially covered by dark rain clouds. Inside this little house in the middle of borderline nowhere is two cats, one dog, and one person. The dog, Chips, is curled on the couch. The little Australian shepherd passed out completely. The black cat, Sally, is curled on top of the tall bookshelf by the TV and the ginger cat, Jack, is curled on top of Chip's hip.

And the human?

The human is fast asleep in their warm, cozy bed. That was, until a knock at the door jostled Chips awake and got her to barking. The barking itself wakes you suddenly, startling you out of that comfortable warmth and the lull of sleep. The scare, and the falling out of bed it caused, made your adrenaline and heart rate spike.

It took a minute of flailing to separate yourself from your now-tangled blankets and nab your phone off your bedside table.

"7 AM?!" a whisper yell, almost a hiss, escapes you. Who in their right fucking mind would knock on your door at 6 IN THE MORNING?!

You debate actually answering the door, or climbing back in your twin size bed and soaking up the left over warmth, if there was any by now, and letting Chips scare them away. But, alas, the knock came again, and Chips was persistent in her yapping.

Draping the comforter over your shoulders, clutching it closed and stalking through the cold, dark house was easy enough, but once you reached the main living area something felt.. wrong. No car lights or flashlights are outside, your porch light is off and you can't hear anything even when you press your ear to the front door. Chips wasn't even near the front door, where was she barking from?

Then, the knock sounded again. This time you could pinpoint from where, the back door.

Meandering your way through the living room and little arching doorway was fine, but panic reared its ugly head once you got to the kitchen. What would happen if you opened the door? Who the FUCK was outside?? Are you gonna end up on some shitty true crime podcast?

All was silent inside and out, if you didn't count Chips barking up a storm and the tippy-taps her nails made on the floors. You almost walk away, thinking maybe it was just some stupid racoons, but then a familiar voice spoke in a hushed tone.

"Hello? Cher, are you there? Cher please, open up darlin' I can't be seen outside. Please?"

The shock of hearing your coworkers voice outside, let alone begging you to open the door, was enough to break you from your stupor and you stepped closer to the door. You'd know that voice anywhere, being his official 'caretaker' at the pizzaplex.

"Monty? hello?" a hoarse whisper, but apparently heard and acknowledged. A heavy, relieved sigh escaped the now vaguely-visible silhouette outside, shadow showing through the frosted glass.

"Cher!"

Chips was still barking away, and you reached into her treat bowl and handed her a rawhide so she'd be busy and quiet. After Chips ran the corner and into the living room again you finally went to open the door. The wooden door, the one with the frosted glass, unlocked with a audible click and opened with a squealing creak. Now you could clearly see your coworker outside. And oooooh boy.

even in the dim moonlight and through the vinyl door's glass you could see ash and burns covering the, once green now grey, silicone. His glasses were broken and his claws dull. His paint was chipped, he was missing a tooth and one eye seemed to be drifting. He looked like he was about to be split right in half if he wasn't careful.

Red hot rage boiled in your veins. Someone, or something, had hurt your coworker, your friend, bad enough to make him have to trudge all the way to your house from the pizzaplex while damaged, dirty and, by the looks of it, low on power and spaced out.

he came from the pizzaplex. the pizzaplex that was well within city limits.

How has he even gotten here, anyways? and where was everyone else? All questions for another time, right now you had to get him fixed up and safe.

"Monty. what happened?" you spoke, trying to keep your voice soft to not alarm him anymore then he already was.scooted out of the way and leaned to prop open the vinyl door and invite him inside.

He took his sweet time standing outside all spaced out and staring blankly at you as if questioning why. And in that time Jack, that ginger bitch, came around the corner and gunned it straight for the open door. Luckily you'd gotten him that little bell collar, even though it was annoying as all hell, cause you were able to scoop him as he tried to dart past. He wasn't even phased by the gator animatronic outside, the fearless bastard. Now you had a door propped and a cat under your arm, and Monty looked more bewildered then ever.

"Well, are you coming in?" Your tone was teasing and playful as you try to keep panic from seeping through. and apparently you succeeded.

"Yeah, yeah sorry.." And with that you finally had the gator indoors, and not a second too soon.

A car drove past slowly, you could see it from your back door as it came crawling up the road. As if searching for something.

As if searching for Monty.

That stupid gator and you had been planning to try and get him outta there for months, especially recently with threats to decommission the glamrock over every little thing. But now here he was, safe and sound, and you were not going to send him back to that stupid fucking hellhole.

You didn't even spare the car a wave as you step back indoors and locked up again. Jack wriggled his way out of your arms, onto the floor and back up to the counter. The cold door against your forehead works wonders to calm you and counting to 10 definitely helps. You're only standing for a few seconds when you turn to check in Monty.

Somehow the massive gator looks so.. small. He's holding the tip of his tail in both hands and looking around your kitchen. anywhere but at you, you note. He looks like he's about to cry, if animatronics could, and he's swaying a little. His hands are insanely jittery.

"Monts, you good?" what a stupid stupid question. of fucking course he's not, you idiot! He's hurt, tired and shaking like a damn leaf.

His head snaps to look at you, eyes blown wide, before they return to normal and he calms down in the span of seconds.

"Huh? oh, yeah, I'm good.." by now he's dropped his tail and is holding one of your chairs to keep himself upright.

"yeaaah, no. you're definitely not lookin' so hot bud. stay right here, I'll be back."

Thank God for you being semi-prepared. that oil wouldn't come out of the floor for a while if it got in it and you had a oil towel somewhere. Speed-walking feels all too slow and your blanket was getting tangled, so you drop it and keep moving, jogging now through your small house You have to go through the arch, to the little hallway and then down the small hallway to the bathroom. Snagging the oil towel is easy, now to find a damn charging cable strong enough to charge Monty. And luckily, you had just the thing.

A jog past the guestroom to the end of the hall put you in your room. Sitting right on your dresser was a faz-co official portable charger. Stolen months ago by accident after you'd out in in your bag absentmindedly and never returned for fear of getting fired.

You jogged back to the kitchen, towel and charger in hand and almost fell tripping on Chips, who had taken over your comforter and was getting rawhide all over it. Oh well, there are more important issues right now.

The kitchen is surprisingly empty when you arrive, and panic floods you before a noise grabs your attention. Heavy footfalls echo through the house, and the source is definitely in the living room now.

please don't let there be oil on anything, please, your thoughts are panicked, but the worry about oil distracts from the fear of your friend essentially dying in your house, even if only for a second.

Monty is lumbering sluggishly around the living room, standing in the middle with his tail held close so as not to break anything. strange, the 'most aggressive' animatronic is being careful as he moves about your house. Sally is awake now, and gearing to jump down and say hello.

There is indeed oil in the carpet, but that's fine.

"Monty, c'mere please." You don't have the heart to be mad at him right now.

Monty drops his tail in surprise, and it hits the chewed up remote, courtesy of Chips. The TV comes to life and a news station quietly plays a devastating scene.

"Tonight, a tragic story and the potential end of a legacy. Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex has been burned down in a series of unfortunate events this evening. The fire is rumored to have started in the basement and the authorities are investigating as we speak. The fire was reported to have started at about 5 in the morning. The cause is thought to be arson or electrical errors, but it in unconfirmed," As the man speaks images of the Plex are in screen. One, whole and clean, shoes the Plex as you'd seen it just last Friday, only two days ago, and the other shows a pile of burnt timber and metal.

Monty now seems visibly distressed as you're both transfixed with the screen, a low whine escaping his voice box. After they cut to an ad break you lean down and grab the remote, shutting the TV off. In this time you hadn't realized Sally looping between Monty and your legs and bunting her head against both of your calves.

It must've made an interesting sight to a witness if there was any; A gator looking sheepish, a human in shock and a cat unaware of the situation. Both the robot and human staring slack-jawed at the news showing their home and workplace destroyed. Huh, it would've been funny if it weren't for you losing a job and Monty being half-dead and traumatized.

You slowly collect your nerves, hoping you can do this without making anything worse. ignore.. that. for now and work on patching up Monty.

"... Okay Monts, take a seat on the floor please? by an outlet?"

Monty is now dragged out of his stupor too.

"Huh? oh, yeah, okay. okay, I can do that." Monty meanders over to the far wall and sits directly under the window, not a full foot from the recliner. You walk over and crouch down next to him, plugging in the cord to the outlet and then maneuvering around to sit infront of him.

"Can you open your stomach hatch please?"

a quiet hiss fills the air as his stomach hatch swings open like double doors, revealing his charging port.

"Thank you." How Monty isn't freaking out right now you don't know, but you're lucky he's being compliant right now. A quick click and he's all plugged in, charging up. Next matter, now that his battery won't die while you work, checking for injuries. Sure animatronics don't have blood, but they were still programmed to feel, and that includes pain. Extra lucky you, the animatronics have stomach-like tanks that allow them to ingest certain items, and holy fuck do you hope that list includes acetaminophen.

"Stay right here, I'll be back in a few seconds, I'm going to get you a painkiller before i start cleaning you up, mkay?" You stand up and back away, holding your palms towards him like someone convincing a dog or toddler to stay in one place. Except, y'know, it's the plex's most violent animatronic who you are lucky enough to be close friends with.

Monty blinks up at you and nods, and with that confirmation you take off sprinting. First the acetaminophen, which is in your bedside table. You dart down the hall, make an excessive and exaggerated jump over Chips, and grab the door frame to help you turn. You almost throw the bottle with how fast you snag it, before turning and running back. And now a drink to wash it down. The kitchen is filled with the sound of pouring rain, looks like that storm you'd been hoping for finally came, but this wasn't the time.

Holy fuck you hope he can drink water or Dr.Pepper, cause that's all you got right now. Grabbing a plastic cup and waiting for it to fill with the fridges filtered water takes longer then you want, but snagging a can of Dr. Pepper out of the cardboard box on the counter is quick enough.

However, now you're hindered in your running. Running will spill the water and shake the can, both are bad. You kinda forget his short the walk is to where Monty is parked.

Setting everything down, you finally get to work. Struggling with the child lock in your frenzy, Monty watches with quiet amusement at your panic. The bottle comes open and two tablets spill into your palm. Or, it was supposed to be two, you now have a handful of the red and blue capsules. pinching two you dump the rest back in and hand the two to Monty.

"Water or Dr. Pepper?" the question is fast and catches Monty off guard. no matter how long he's worked with you, it still surprises him you're the only person actually interesting in giving him a say.

"Uhhh.. water?" He's not sure how to respond, and you can hear that. You finish screwing the cap back into the acetaminophen and place it on the windowsill, which means leaning over Monty.

Monty has had a bit of a.. admiration?, almost, for a while now. The close proximity makes him freeze as you reach over him. And now you're back where you were, criss cross applesauce on the floor and holding a glass of water out to him. He registers the pills in his right hand now and realizes what he's being expected to do. Normally, he would resist if told what to do, but he was tired and sick and in pain, plus it was you, he trusted you with anything.

He took the water into his left hand, popped the pills and downed the glass all rather quickly. The glass was set on the windowsill right next to the acetaminophen bottle.

"good job, Monts. next matter of business," you said, trying to keep your voice light and teasing, but panic still laced the edges, "you're obviously hurt and leaking everywhere, may i clean you up?"

another polite question, another surprise. You could be so mean when you wanted to, but never with Monty. Monty, who trusted you. Monty who you had fallen head over heels only three weeks into your new job. Monty, who you had been working with for almost 6 months now. Monty. Your friend.

A nod and a low hum, a purr almost. Confirmation.

"thank you, M. will you please scoot from the walk just a bit so i can clear your spinal strut first? I'll be quick so you can lean again, i just wanna make sure your spine isn't damaged."

"sure thing, cher."

the sound of metal on carpet was quiet, but all the commotion and then silence drew Jack to the area like mice to cheese. Ironic, considering his full name was Montgomery Jack, after the cheese. You hadn't been working at the Plex when you got Jack, and once you did you teased Monty about sharing a name with your cat.

Saddled in behind Monty, you began feeling down his spine from the base of his neck down. and, technically, since his tailbone was connected to the spine you had to check his tail. Sure he didn't have bones like humans, being a robot and all, but it was reassuring to check. Jack pranced his way into Monty's lap and plopped down, content to rest on the dirty gator.

"all clear, no fractures or breaks that i can feel.. are you okay enough to run a diagnostic?" as if on cue the gator freezes up and his eyes close, semi-obvious signs of a diagnostic.

"All done. Just some dull claws, some cracked abdominal plating and a broken teeth, nothing too ba-" "and burns, and you're definitely not okay and in a ton of pain." you didn't give the poor gator a chance to finish his sentence of self-proclaimed okay-ness.

"What hurts the most? well work our way down the pain scale so you don't sit here in pain while I work.. if that's okay of course?" Monty chuckled a little at that, you were almost as much of a papa bear as Freddy was, if not more. nagging on everyone for their needs but neglecting your own. Like that time you told Monty to go take a breather but wore your binder for almost 2 days straight like an idiot.

".. the burns hurt the worst, then the plating.." he loathed to admit that he was hurt, he hated being taken care of unless it was you, but he wouldn't say that out loud. you knew this but refused to let him wiggle out of this. you were going to help of it's the lest thing you do.

"Okay, good start. I think I have some burn cream in my garage," you started to say as you 'stood' on your knees and hobbled around him. Seeing him gently stroking Jack made your heart swell with pride and something you didn't dare admit. "I can run and grab it if you and Jack wait here. I know it won't help much, being a robot and all, but the cooling sensation should get through your sensors and take the edge off the pain. Or an ice pack if you don't think the cream'll work."

"Icepack's fine." Monty didn't stop petting Jack for a second while the little ginger rolled around and chirped at him. As you stood up to leave you could hear a quiet "..thank you."

Your ventures through the house are much calmer now, knowing the extent of Monty's injuries are not the worst and can be dealt with with time and patience.

You pull open one of the dark green drawers and snag some Ziploc bags, you'd noticed quite a few bad burns and wanted to have enough ice for at least the major ones.

At first you try to get the ice directly in the bag by holding it open with both hands and pressing down on the paddle thing with your pinkies, but that just gets ice everywhere. You cringe at the noise of ice hitting the floor, but Jack and Chips come sprinting and Sally trots in after them. It's not long before Monty is also on the doorway, watching you frozen with a look of mixed astonishment and disappointment at the three animals gathered around the melting ice on the floor.

You know he's there, hard not to when his hulking frame makes so much noise traversing your old mobile home. You look up at him bewildered and throw both arms down to gesture at the animals before you..

and Monty chuckles.

That's.. a sound you haven't heard in a while. He's been so serous lately, worried about decommission, but here he is, safe in your home and laughing at your pets' antics. Eventually he looks from you to a chair and back, as if silently asking to sit down. The moment you nod, he's gingerly pulling out a old chair and settling into it.

You smile and how oddly polite he looks while sitting at your little table. It's old and wooden, all the chairs creak and the table is one of those circular ones with the leg in the middle. the leg of the table and the headrest things on the chair are all delicately carves into swirls and grapes and the table leg has lions faces on all four sides. it was a gift from your grandma, and Monty looks so out of place next to it. Maybe it's the sight of new tech with old furniture, but it makes you stifle a giggle.

Finally back on task, you walk back across the room and open one of the top cupboards, snagging some stupid plastic Halloween cup you're half sure you've had since childhood. As you walk back to the fridge and begin the task of getting ice into the cup and then into the bag you realize Monty observing you. By now the little beasts have lapped up the ice and disappeared, all except Sally, who was weaving between and bunting Monty's legs again.

Eventually the bags are full, and by that time it's only 7:47 am. You begin to prepare the bandages and tape to attach the bags when you realized it had only been 47 minutes since your friend, and coworker, showed up to your house in the middle of nowhere. How did he even get here?

"Hey Monty.. How did you get here?"

the question catches the gator off guard, making him freeze. He slowly sits back in the chair from where he had been leaned over to pet Sally, eyes blank and blown wide.

"you don't have to answer-" you start, realizing you overstepped, before he cut you off. "Walked."

"I'm sorry if I overstepped, i didn't know and I wanted to make sure you were okay and-" "Cher. I'm fine, you're fine, we are fine."

You suck in a breath through clenched teeth teeth and close your eyes. Monty guides you through a old, simple exercise you both used. "in..." a deep inhale, "and out..." a equally deep exhale. You rinse and repeat a few times, willing your heart rate to slow. The memories that come with the instructions are soothing.

You're the one who started it, using the trick to will yourself down from panic and anxiety setting in and keeping you from scratching at your hands. Eventually Monty picked it up and would say the words for you and you for him when his anger nearly boiled over. Now it had been as easy as breathing to say in and out for the other when they needed it.

And boy did it do wonders.

"okay, okay.. I'm good. Now, let's get you patched up!" Monty was always astonished at how fast you could bounce back. It always felt like there were two Suns instead of one, just one was a bit more angry and prone to mood swings. Before he even said a word he'd already had icepack's slapped, figuratively not literally, over his burns and secured with bandages.

As Monty watches you do the last wrap he notes the scabs across the back of your hand. When you finish tying the double knot and go to leave he gently snatches your wrist and drags you closer to him.

"You been scratchin' again?"

Ohhhh no. you were in for it now.. "Uhhh.. no? Jack's been getting real handsy about wanting to play, bit and scratched me a few times, but I'm all good!" You faltered and stumbled through your confession, unsure about your lie. You didn't wanna blame your cat, but you didn't want to admit it had been getting bad again either. winter was fast approaching, and that meant seasonal depression.

"You don't sound too sure, cher. is that what happened? truly?" He didn't wanna push too far and scare ya away, but he needed to know so he could help.

crickets. no response. the house was so quiet you could hear the whirrs and clicks coming from Monty's body as it preformed it's functions.

"it's not a big deal! its nothin' i can't deal with Monts. But look at you! you're covered in burns and basically bleeding out! We need to worry about you right now, I'm fine."

"So we're both not fine. Noted."

You can't argue with that, you guess. Just in the nick of time Chips starts barking at Jack and they begin to play. It's like.. 8? in the morning now. you're out of a job too, so you get a day at home. A yawn escapes you, you hadn't slept much and when you did it wasn't good.

"So... is the oil a leak or..?"

"Nah, just leftovers from earlier. should be dried now. wouldn't mind a little wipe down if you're up to it, but i can do it if you don' wanna."

"nah, i got it. glad you're not leaking though."

A warm towel is pressed to dirty silicone as you try your best to scrub off the oil without hurting him worse. He's stiff as a rock the whole time, relaxing slowly as the towel makes him feel cleaner again. Once the oil was all gone you made for your room.

"I'm going back to bed, I'm not usually up this early on a Sunday. You're welcome to sleep anywhere you want if you want. everything in the house is fair game, the blankets are in the hall closet. The porch is always open, but i don't recommend going outside just yet. G'night Mont!"

Monty looked after you bewildered. You trusted him to just.. show up at your house and not do anything while you sleep?!

It takes a few minutes, but Monty decides to follow you into your room. He raps his knuckle lightly on the door before entering to find you looking passed out.

well.. you had said everything in the house was fair game so...

Monty walks back into the hall and grabs the comforter off the floor, as well as a couple throws off the couch and some pillows, and meanders back into the dimly lit room. He starts up a nest of sorts right by your bed, not wanting to be far from you.

you were safe, he knew you and knew you would protect him. the same couldn't be said for many others.

Apparently you weren't yet asleep because while Monty was rearranging the blankets you spoke up.

"Monts..?"

that startled him. a little too much. He stared at you, frozen mid work.

"Monty you big idiot don't sleep on the floor.. come on.." you sleepily scooted back, patting the spot next to you. It was such a small bed, but Monty couldn't say no to you. He lifted himself off the floor and quietly crawled into your bed. it took a lot of wiggling and rearranging but eventually you were both settled, him on his back and you on his chest.

"you plugged in..?" you mumble against the muffling silicone. Monty shifts a little and nabs a charger off the floor while you sit up enough for him to plug in. once he was secure you instantly flopped down and drifted off.

Your shallow breathing was soothing to Monty, and a strange feeling bloomed in his chest. something like pride, but so much more. He nabbed some extra blankets off the floor and made sure you were cozy before relaxing, the feeling only getting stronger.

Monty was soon lulled to sleep by the adrenaline crash, the pouring rain, the acetaminophen coursing through him soothing his aches, and the warm, comforting weight on his chest.

Oh yeah, he could get used to this.

#monty x reader #montgomery gator x reader #montgomery gator #self indulgent #projecting on y/n #fnaf fanfic #fanfic #x reader #fnaf monty #fnaf montgomery gator #fnaf montgomery #montgomery x reader

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random-writer-23 · 1 year

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Happy Accident (Steve Harrington x F reader)

A/N: Hello my lovelies! Welcome to my first stranger things Oneshot, sorry if I didn't get the character writing exactly right once I get used to writing for these characters I'll probably get better at that characterization. This was also supposed to be way longer than it actually was, but I cut off half of it and am most likely just going to make a part 2 for this. If y'all want a part 2 that is. Anyway, I hope you enjoy and as usual, all likes, comments, reblogs, and follows are welcome and greatly appreciated. Happy reading!

Requested: No Warnings: the reader gets hit by a car, takes place when nancy dumped steve, canonical inaccuracies. Word count: 4,305

I yawned opening my eyes slowly as my dog whined into my ear pawing at my arm softly. "what, what I'm up I'm up" I told her giving her a pat on the head, to which she responded with enthusiastic tail wagging and a happy spin. I sat up on the couch where I had apparently fallen asleep, my gaze shifted from my dog to the tv where the ending scene for Grease was playing. I looked back at my German Sheppard who had sat herself next to my feet and was gazing up at me. "What? What do you want? Huh, baby?" I asked her taking her head into my hands, "you want some food?" I watched her ears perk up at the question and smiled, "and then what about a nice long walk?" She gave a bark at that and I looked at the clock, only 1 pm I could spare time for a long walk. Getting up off the couch I hit rewind to rewind the tape in the player and headed off to the kitchen to get my dog some food. She followed happily and barely let me move out the way of her bowl before diving into her food. I laughed returning to the living room and taking the VHS out of the player and putting it back in the case. Wandering off to my room I changed into some more comfortable walking clothes while waiting for (d/n) to finish eating. Her excited yips coming up the stairs alerted me she was done and she wanted her walk now. Putting my shoes on, I watched as (d/n) pushed my bedroom door open with her nose. "Okay okay, I'm coming!" I grabbed my walkman and my favorite tape and ushered her out of my room. "c'mon girl let's go" I patted my thigh and she came bounding towards me. I quickly grabbed her leash and hooked her up before locking the front door behind me. "all right (d/n) where to?" Her only response was taking off down the street insistently pulling me along behind her. I gave a gentle tug on her leash to signal she knows she's not supposed to pull and waved to my neighbor.

"Hi Mrs. Turnpike" I yelled to the elderly lady knitting on her porch, she looked up from her knitting and smiled at me.

"Oh hello (y/n) dear, how are you?" She asked loudly with a smile.

"I'm good just taking (d/n) out for a walk, how about yourself?" I asked politely, stopping to face her.

"oh you know how it is, suns out but I'm still old" She shrugged and I laughed, "you have a good walk dearie, be careful!" She warned

"I will, Mrs. Turnpike, see you later" I replied as (d/n) started pulling me again. Down the road and towards the school before she completely turned around and headed towards the woods. I put my headphones on and hit play on my tape music filling my ears as I followed after (d/n). I hummed along to the song playing as (d/n) turned off the main road and onto a side road in the direction of the deeper woods. I didn't mind walking through these parts since it was still pretty light outside. We walked down the side road for a while before (d/n) got spooked and bolted pulling the leash out of my hand and running into the trees. I yelled her name to get her to come back and turned around to see what had scared her but was met with a loud screech of tires, a thump, and pain flaring in my body before I descended into darkness.

When I finally came to I heard a panicked voice trying to coax me awake.

"shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, hey wake up, please wake up, please don't be dead, Jesus Christ, I'm so sorry, please don't be dead" It was the voice of a man speaking frantically and much too quick for my groggy brain. "hey open your eyes, please open your eyes," the man said and I obliged. My eyelids felt heavy and I was suddenly aware of how bad my body hurt. "oh thank god, that's it eyes open c'mon" he kept talking and the world came into focus. I tried to sit up but pain exploded along my torso and I groaned.

"Ow" I groaned wincing, and I looked at the man he was handsome, but he pushed me back so I was laying down.

"no, no don't try and sit up, you're hurt, shit I'm so sorry," He told me in a much calmer tone than before.

"Yeah, I realize that Christ my head hurts" I replied laying my head back down on the ground, but was met with the man's hand on the back of my head to soften it. "What happened?" I asked closing my eyes again and trying to ignore the pounding in my head.

The man cleared his throat before responding "I uh, may have accidentally hit you with my car" he mumbled sheepishly "I mean thankfully I wasn't going fast enough to kill you right?" He gave a nervous laugh and cleared his throat again "I was able to stop before then so, and I don't think you have any broken bones? Nothing looks out of place. Anything feel wrong?"

"Yeah I just got hit by a car" I responded sharply as I brought my arm up to cover my eyes.

"Good point" he responded "I shou-"

"MY DOG WHERES MY DOG" I interrupted him quickly. And ignoring all my brain's signals to stop moving tried to sit up. "I was walking my dog where is she?" I asked

"Woah Woah Woah careful," he said placing his hand on my back to help me sit up. "I don't know where your dog went but I sent my friend to find him." He explained as I held my aching head.

"Her, her name is (d/n) and she won't follow your friend if she's never met them" I explained "I have to find her" I tried standing up only to have my knees buckle below me and the man rush to support me.

"I told you careful, Jesus Christ, okay uh well you obviously need to get to a hospital, you're in no shape to go looking for your dog in the woods" he responded turning his head to look towards the trees. He gave a shrill and very loud whistle "Dustin!" I cringed his yell only amplifying my headache.

"Ow my ears" I complained and his head turned back towards me quickly.

"Shit sorry" he responded as someone who I assumed was his friend 'Dustin ' came stomping through the trees grumbling.

"Steve we don't have fucking time for this!" He grumbled before noticing me being held up by the man who I now knew was Steve.

"Dustin yes we do have time for this! I just hit her with my fucking car, dart and your stupid code red can wait!" Steve argued back to the boy who huffed.

"Well I couldn't find the dog" he responded talking mainly to Steve but making brief eye contact with me as well.

"Yeah, I figured" I interjected, "she's a smart dog, but she won't have gone far" I responded clinging to Steve tighter to support myself as I tried to step forward wincing and risking a glance down at the side of my leg I saw it was all scraped up and bleeding. Looking at my arm I saw it was the same way, most likely from when I hit the ground. Placing my hand on my side I took a deep breath before trying to take another step toward the trees.

"No, no, absolutely not," Steve said, holding me back from walking any further with his support.

"I'm fine, I have to find (d/n)" I mumbled, to Steve who stood shaking his head.

"Fine but you're not taking another step, we'll find your dog, I promise" He sounded sincere enough for me to trust him, so I nodded my agreement. "alright you said your dog's name was (d/n)?" He asked. I nodded yes. "okay will she come if you yell for her?"

"If she's close enough she might" I was hesitant with my reply, mainly worrying about how far away she is.

"Okay um, well try calling for her a couple of times, see if my first aide kit is in my car" Steve ordered keeping his attention on me.

"(D/N)! C'mere girl!" I yelled trying to ignore how it made my head pound. "(D/N!) C'mere!" I shouted again giving a whistle as well.

"alright don't strain yourself" Steve glanced around the surrounding trees to see if she came running through the trees. "Dustin got that first aide kit?" He asked briefly turning away from me to look at his friend. The boy grumbled again and shut the trunk, walking back towards us with a big first aide kit in his hand. "excellent, alright uh, um, um what's your, uh what's your name?" He asked hesitantly, helping me up to sit on the hood of his car.

"(Y/n)" I replied watching him grab the first aide kit from Dustin. I decided to call for (d/n) again. Whistling loudly "(d/n), c'mere girl!" I looked around the trees while Dustin glared holes into the back of Steve's head, Steve on the other hand was focused only on me. He cleaned the scrapes on my arms and legs apologizing when I hissed at the burning. After he made sure all the blood was off and my wounds wouldn't get infected, he took my hand and stretched my arm out so he could wrap it up. Under any other circumstances, I would've blushed at the proximity to a cute guy, and thrown up at the thought of being taken care of by one, but I was too worried about finding my dog to let my brain fully divulge in that scenario.

"Jesus christ Steve will you hurry up, what about a code red situation do you not understand" Dustin grumbled walking closer to us to see what he was doing.

"Dustin shut up, (y/n) call for your dog again" Steve responded ignoring Dustin's previous comment, as I once again called for my dog. We settled back into silence, well as silent as we could be with Dustin grumbling about wasting precious time, as Steve started wrapping up my leg as well.

"So what's this code red?" I asked curiously, watching the boys pass a look to each other.

"oh it's nothing, nothing at all" Dustin assured me hurriedly, while Steve rolled his eyes at the boy. And gave the rest of me a once over to make sure I didn't have any more open wounds. "you should, uh call for your dog again..." Dustin continued making his way over to the passenger seat.

"(D/N)" I yelled again knowing it was probably useless, "if she hasn't come by now after hearing me yell for her I don't think she's nearby," I said with a frown. Steve hums in agreement as he presses the back of his hand to my forehead.

"Jesus Steve, you gonna kiss her better too? hurry the hell up!" Dustin said impatiently, I chuckled at Dustin's comment and looked up at Steve questioningly and he stared back for a moment, before clearing his throat, pulling his hand away, and looking away from my face, mumbling something. I was sure my eyes were playing tricks on me but I could have sworn I saw a faint blush on his cheeks. Dustin came back around to the front of the car and smacked steve on the shoulder.

"I'm gonna try calling for (d/n) one more time" I warned and they both nodded turning their attention to the woods. "(D/n)! Come here, please. (D/n)!" And that's when we heard it the most beautiful sound I have ever heard, the excited yips of my dog. I looked at the boys my face lighting up and I hopped off the car completely forgetting how sore I was, and almost fell to the floor, once again ending up being held up by Steve. "Nice catch," I said to Steve before immediately turning my attention back to calling my dog, "(D/n!)" I called and once again heard her barks closer this time.

"They came from there I think," Dustin remarked pointing in the direction we heard the barks from. I continued calling her moving forward towards her barks Steve not letting go of me for a second. It was only a few minutes later that we saw her come jumping through the bushes and trees. I sighed in relief, smiling when she ran up to me tail wagging and licking my ankles, before noticing the strangers at my side and becoming wary of our company, standing to face the strangers with her fur raised.

"It's okay (D/n) you can say hi," I said as Dustin kneeled down in front of her holding out his hand, she crept towards him sniffing his hand before letting him pet her, then turning her attention to steve she sniffed him before her tail started wagging and she pawed at his pant leg, circling around the three of us excitedly before Dustin picked up her leash and handed it to me.

"Alright well it's been a pleasure, but we have to get going" He spoke to me and gave Steve a pointed look.

"Dustin man we can't just leave her here in the middle of nowhere" Steve frowned at the younger boy, who let out an exasperated sigh.

"But we-her-Dart-code red- i- ughhhhh" He gave in eventually, "okay well where do we take her?" Dustin asked as if I couldn't hear them anymore.

"uhh, maybe my house?" I responded bluntly.

"you have someone there that can take care of you?" Steve asked concerned.

"uhh well, my dad works until late so he won't be home for a while" I explained pausing.

"and your mom?" Dustin questioned impatiently.

"Well, she uh passed away..." I responded slowly, and both their jaws dropped, as they started mumbling apologies, which I only waved away. 'no no it's fine it was a while ago" I replied.

"Okay well, um you okay with going to the hospital?" Steve asked.

"No no no no no no" Dustin interjected, "that'll take way too long Steve, how many times do I have to say CoDe RED."

"Okay fine then she comes with us Dustin cause I'm not gonna leave her alone, just cause you have a code red" Steve responded starting to get angry.

"god damnit Steve fine" Dustin responded with a glare thrown towards me, and Steve started pulling me back to the car, my dog following happily along behind us. Steve eased me into the passengers seat, I picked up a bouquet of roses off the seat and smelled them. Steve gave the flowers a pained look so I put them in the backseat. Dustin protested greatly to having to sit in the backseat, until (d/n) climbed onto the seat next to him, and laid her head across his lap. He begrudgingly started petting her. I quickly fell asleep and only awoke to steve shaking me telling me that we arrived, at apparently Dustin's house.

"alright Steve get your bat," Dustin said casually getting out of the car and instructing (D/n) to stay in the car. I looked at Dustin questioningly, then gave an Identical look to Steve who shrugged sheepishly and got out, and went to his trunk. I also climbed out of the car, leaning against it to gain some balance, unsupported. Steve huffed at me but I waved him away as Dustin led us around the back of his house, I limped after the boys, Steve walking extra slow to keep an eye on me while swinging his bat casually. We got to the back of Dustin's house in one piece, and he pointed steve towards the cellar door. "He's in there Steve, you need to kill it"

"I'm sorry what?!?!?" I screeched, moving a couple of steps back only then noticing the end of Steves bat was covered in nails. Dustin glanced at me, as Steve opened the doors prepared to swing at whatever was down there. Dustin came to stand in front of me in an almost protective stance, as I stared at both boys horrified, but unable to leave. Steve stepped further into the cellar keeping his bat at the ready as he looked around.

"Holy shit" we heard Steve say from in the cellar.

"what? what is it," Dustin asked.

"he's not down here, but something else is" Steve replied, as Dustin hurried down the steps to see what Steve was talking about, and against my better Judgement I followed behind him. At a much slower pace of course, when I got down there my hand flew to my mouth in shock, dangling from the end of Steve's baseball bat was what looked like the shedded skin of a giant lizard.

"what the fuck is that!" I said loudly backing up away from steve and his bat, I was ignored by both boys as they spoke amongst themselves.

"He molted again," Dustin told steve touching the gross skin, Steve hummed in agreement making a face when Dustin touched the skin.

"and look Dustin, now we know why he's not down here" Steve pointed to a giant hole in the wall, a tunnel that led somewhere off in the distance, barely big enough for a large dog to fit in.

"We gotta find him before he grows any bigger" Dustin looked at Steve and Steve nodded in agreement tossing the skin into a corner of the room and wiping the nails of his bat dry.

"Can one of you please tell me what's going on? What the hell is that skin from, who are you trying to kill?" I spoke quietly but frantically my voice hoarse and on the verge of tears. Steve gave Dustin his bat and hurried to my side rubbing my back, to calm me down. The boys looked at each other and had what seemed like a silent conversation with each other, this went on for a little while before I stepped away from Steve's hold and faced the boys. "If you guys don't tell me what's going on and who you're trying to kill I'll have no choice but to go to the police," I told them my voice wobbly from tears. Steve gave Dustin a pointed look at this, and Dustin threw his hands in the air.

"Fine fine go ahead and tell her, I don't care" Dustin moved over to the tunnel in the wall while Steve took my arm and sat me down on a bench.

"Okay so everything I'm about to tell you is going to sound insane, but it's all true, I swear on my incredibly good hair" He started and I nodded slowly.

Steve took his sweet time explaining everything to me, with Dustin occasionally jumping in with details that Steve didn't completely know about, and together they filled me in on the whole unbelievable story, starting from when Dustin's friend Will disappeared, to them finding the girl with superpowers, to the weird lab, to the other dimension and all its monsters, until this very moment, sitting in Dustin's Cellar, looking for a monster dog thing named Dart that ate Dustin's cat.

"This is fucking insane and unbelievable, and completely crazy you guys know that right? I don't 100% believe you but that skin is not from any creature I've ever seen so your story may have some truth to it" I stood up and started pacing, back and forth both boys keeping their eyes on me expectantly. "I can't believe I'm saying this but Fuck it, I believe you guys." The boys' faces lit up at this and I cut them off "but BUT if I find out that this was just one elaborate prank I will let (D/n) bite you guys, and rip you limb from limb do you understand me" my eyes flickered between both boys and they nodded solemnly. "Good, glad we're clear on that, now... how do we find Dart? That's his name right?" Dustin nodded as Steve stood up and brought our attention to him.

"oh no no no no sweetheart you are not going anywhere or finding anything," Steve said stepping towards me and looking down at me, Dustin and I stared at each other and then back at Steve flabbergasted.

"what do you mean? You can't just tell me all that information and expect me not to want to join in on the hunt!" I replied and Dustin sprung up from his chair and came to stand next to me signifying he was on my side.

"no no, I'm not letting you get hit by a car and fight some monsters within the same day." Steve said crossing his arms.

"Steve we really do need all the help we can get with fighting these things" Dustin pointed out helpfully

"yeah, yeah, I bet you do, plus you guys already lost this guy once which proves how exceptionally bad you are at this."

"nu-uh don't rope me in with him, HE put this thing in his cellar, and HE lost it and dragged me to come to clean up his mess, I was just trying to give flowers t-" he paused and gave me a quick glance before cutting himself off "what I was doing isn't important, point is its HIS fault" Steve replied jabbing Dustin in the chest.

"ow hey, I tried," Dustin said sheepishly, and I threw my arm around the young boy and squeezed his shoulder.

"yeah STEVE he's just a kid! you expect him to fight these things on his own" I said defensively, to which Dustin nodded.

"I what I uh FINE FINE you can come with us, but if you die don't blame me!" Steve sighed as Dustin and I cheered. "So how are we gonna find Dart?" Steve asked and we stood in contemplative silence for a minute, until Dustin spoke up.

"hey (y/n) how good at tracking is your dog?" Dustin asked glancing toward the molten skin.

"I'd say probably pretty good, she's a german Sheppard and the police use them to detect stuff all the time so. I mean she's never been properly trained to track stuff but I can try to give her some basic commands." I said with a shrug, as a devilish grin spread across Dustin's face.

"Perfect, steve go get her" Dustin ordered and Steve marched off to get my dog from his car.

"Guys come on up!" Steve shouted and I slowly made my way up the stairs while Dustin went to get Dart's shedded skin. Exiting the Cellar I realized how dark it was.

"I'm not taking (d/n) into the woods when it's dark just telling you now, especially now that I know there are monsters on the loose," I told them straight out, and Steve leaned against his car as Dustin shoved darts old skin in a bucket.

"But we have to find Dart!" Dustin protested looking to steve for backup, but Steve put his hands up.

"I agree with her Dustin, it's too late and too dangerous to be out in the woods at night looking for Dart, plus (y/n) should rest a little, and you should too. Go inside, go to bed I'll pick you up tomorrow and we'll come up with a plan." Steve ordered pointing to Dustin's front door, and Dustin turned around trudging towards the door slowly. I turned to Steve nervously.

"So want me to take you home for the night?" Steve asked as I moved towards him leaning up against his car next to him. I was quiet for a moment, as I looked over my wrapped arm and leg. so Steve turned to look at me "(Y/n)?" I brought myself back to focus and answered.

"I don't really think I want my dad seeing me like this in the morning, 'cause then he'll start asking a bunch of questions and stuff. If I can get to a phone though I can call a friend and stay at their house tonight" I responded reaching through the open window to pet (d/n) Steve nodded and stayed silent for a moment, before speaking.

"You uh, you could just spend the night at my place if you want?" He asked looking away from me. "I mean you totally don't have to or whatever but like the offer is there." He rushed the words out, his voice faltering towards the end of his sentence.

"I mean sure, but won't your parents mind the intrusion," I asked keeping my eyes on my feet.

He laughed dryly "ha I doubt they're even home, the place is pretty much empty most days except for me"

"oh, I'm sorry" I patted his arm gently and (d/n) gave his elbow a small kiss, which made him smile.

"Nah Nah not your fault, so have you made your decision?" he asked "wanna spend the night at the old casa de Harrington" He joked lightly.

"sure why not" I gave him a small smile, as he pushed himself off the side of the car and walked around to the driver's seat, I climbed into the passenger's seat and gave a quick glance back at Dustin's house, where I saw him peeking at us through his blinds. I laughed and gave him a small wave and he closed the blinds as Steve drove off.

--To be continued?--

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Ignorance is Bliss Pt. 6

Warnings: fighting, angst, unprotected public sex

I wake up to the sound of a dog barking in the distance followed by laughter. I smile as I roll over to find my bed empty. I had no doubt him and the girls were outside on the beach, probably already swimming and chasing Blue. My body is sore but in the best way as I quickly pull on my swim suit and throw my hair up into a bun.

I go downstairs to find pancakes, sliced fruit, and coffee. As if I didn’t already love him enough. I sip my coffee as I watch them through the screen door. JJ is showing Ray how to juggle a soccer ball and Em is just as involved, only turning away to throw a ball for Blue. I take another moment to watch them as I drink more of my coffee then I step outside.

I sit down on the lounger and watch them some more, smiling at the neighbor on my left who is also watching. She was a sweet little old blonde woman who only came outside to tend to her flowers and check for shells but she also always said hi.

The one thing I loved most was that all the houses in OBX were a different color. JJ’s was green, mine was blue, and Mary’s was pink. All of our properties were separated with white picket fencing and sand. It was peaceful.

I glance up from my mug just as Mary makes her way over to my side of the fence, smiling as she glances at JJ and the girls.

“They’re beautiful.” She says. The woman had to be in her late 60s but she looked great. Nothing seemed to keep her down.

“Thank you.” I take another sip as we watch them.

“I never had any children so I don’t have any grandchildren. So if you ever need a date night, I’d love to watch them.”

“Oh, no, Mary I couldn’t let you—.”

“Hush it. I know what it’s like to be young and in love. Can’t hardly stay off one another. Your world can revolve around your kids but your relationship can’t. So you just let me know. I’m usually free in the evenings after church or Bingo.” I don’t know what to say. I’m so used to cruelty and judgement that I don’t know how to accept what she’s offering so I just smile and say thank you.

Mary goes back over to her potted plants just as JJ takes off in the water, the girls splashing and laughing behind him. It was going to be a good day.

I can't help my coy smile as JJ presses his front to my back, his hands over mine as he helps me line up my pool stick. I knew how to play but I liked that he wanted to show me. Whatever kept him touching me. Goosebumps race across my skin when his breath hits my ear.

"Why are you so tense?" He whispers but I know he's smiling.

"Because you're touching me." I breathe, pressing my ass against him. JJ chuckles.

"Do you like when I touch you?" He growls in my ear, pulling the pool stick back before shooting it forward into the white cue ball.

"Maybe." I tease as we straighten, no longer caring about the game as we flirt with each other.

"Maybe?" He pulls me into his arms, kissing my lips before whispering, "You sure like it when my tongue is touching you." I shiver, desire burning deep in my stomach.

Suddenly, louder laughter draws my attention to the bar and my stomach drops. Tyler is standing there with a bunch of local off duty police officers, laughing like they're old friends.

"What the fuck is he doing here?" JJ snarls, not backing down from Tyler's glare.

"I don't know. I assumed he went back to New York but I guess he didn't." I scoff, turning JJ's face back to mine and kissing him. He melts but not completely. I slide my hands down and squeeze his ass with both hands, earning a smile.

"Let's just go home. We'll get the girls and have a movie night." I insist, kissing him again. He groans against my lips, hands palming my ass.

"You keep it up and I'm going to bend you over the first flat surface I find." God, he made me giddy. Like I was in high school again and sneaking around so my parents wouldn't find out. I wanted him to take control and put me in my place. Remind me that I was his.

"Take me out to your truck and you can punish me however you want." I tease. The sound of someone obnoxiously clearing their throat has me jerking, pulling back to see Tyler standing a few feet from us with a disgusted look on his face.

"You guys keep it up and you might as well mount each other on the damn pool table." Tyler scoffs. I open my mouth to respond but JJ beats me to it.

"Nah, I was thinking on the hood of your police car." Tyler's eyes darken as he takes a warning step towards JJ but he doesn't back down, keeping his arms around me.

"Watch yourself." Tyler growls and JJ smirks, not backing down from their little stare down.

"I've known guys like you my whole life. Take away the badge and what are you? Just another snot nosed bully. You get off on making yourself seem superior and that's why you push people down."

"Keep running your mouth. Guys like you are a dime a dozen. Bottom of the barrel. Scum. You were born here and you'll die here, knowing nothing about the world outside your little island."

"Guys, that's enough. Come on, J." I pull on his waist but he doesn't budge, his jaw clenched as he looks back at Tyler.

"And I get to do it with Lily. That's what pisses you off so bad. She found someone that loved her no matter what when you just wanted her to stay miserable with you." My heart flutters at his words even though I feel his body shaking with rage as they square off. I'd never seen either of them so angry.

"You and half the population, bud. There isn't anything to brag about there." JJ shoots his hand out and shoves Tyler hard in the chest. I gasp, wrapping myself around him tighter when a brunette with a shotgun jumps between the two of them, the barrel of the gun over her shoulder like a basebat. Tyler is pulled away by a few of the officers as the girl looks between the two guys.

“Not in my bar. You take that shit somewhere else.” The gun wielding brunette says as Tyler is forced out the front door, not without another murderous look our way.

Her narrowed gaze finally lands on JJ and then she smiles.

"Couldn't wait until my shift started before you start shit?" She shakes her head at JJ but he's no less tense, forcing a smile.

"Lil, this is Kie. I've known her my whole life. Kie, this is Lily." Kie and I shake hands and she gives me a warm, genuine smile despite how intimidating she seems.

"Nice to meet you."

"You too. I'm glad J finally settled down." Kie says, jealousy forming that I hadn't experienced. I never even thought about ex girlfriends.

"Stop. She's kidding." JJ grumbles, tightening his hold on me. I force a smile but it feels more like a grimace.

"I am. You're the only girl he's ever brought around. You're special." I still feel like she's teasing but I smile anyway as JJ presses a kiss to my forehead.

"Uh, we're heading out. See ya, Kie." JJ pulls me towards the back door where we parked and I quickly wave goodbye to Kie.

"She seems--." I don't get to finish my sentence because I'm suddenly pushed against the side of his truck, his lips smashed against mine. I sink into him, wrapping my arms around his neck as he kisses me so passionately, lifting me so my legs are wrapped around his waist. I kiss him hard as he walks with me in his arms before suddenly putting me on my feet and forcing me to bend over the tailgate. My shorts and thong are tugged down to my knees then he’s inside me, fucking me so hard the truck rocks.

“JJ, fuck, someone will see.” I groan, lifting my leg to open myself up more for him. I was so close already.

“I’m watching.” He grunts, hands digging into my hips as he pulls me back into every hard thrust. I drop my head down on my arms to muffle my moans as he grows more and more savage, sending me over the edge. I cry out, withering away until he finally releases inside me.

I pop my head up, looking back at him as he stays buried inside me.

“What are the chances of you getting pregnant on an iud?” He pants, chest heaving as he comes down. I chuckle, shaking my head.

“Slim.”

“You should get it removed.” I smirk as he pulls out, righting our clothes and pulling me into his arms.

“I wanna see you pregnant with my baby. Your tits big and swollen.” I kiss him, running my fingers through his hair.

“We’d need a bigger house.” I whisper and he smiles.

“Fuck it. We’ll add on, connect our houses, and have double the space. That’s six bedrooms right there.” I throw my head back as I laugh, letting him kiss my neck.

“Let’s focus on the two we got but daddy can keep trying for now.” His lips find mine once more before he nods. Now it was time to get home to our girls. And figure out why the hell Tyler was still in town.

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