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pythonees · 5 months

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ SPICY ALPHABET — tommy slater

WARNINGS: 18+, lightly implied chubby/soft bodied!reader, general smut that comes with nsfw alphabets

A/N: i want y'all to know that this doc was created in 2021 and I have rediscovered it today and finished it while trying to fix my bg3 mods to play multiplayer.

A is for AFTERCARE — what they’re like after sex

➥ very very VERY affectionate guy

➥ would definitely take the time to clean you up and make sure you were okay afterwards

➥ there isn’t too much he can do at the camp, but he always makes you feel loved and cared for after

➥ has a stash of your favourite snacks and drinks for whenever your over

B is for BODYPART — favorite body part of theirs + their partner’s

➥ thigh/ass/hips/waist guy for sure, likes the give of your flesh wherever he's holding onto you as he's fucking you

➥ isn’t into overtly sexual pda, but is prone to let his hands wander to your ass if you guys are making out and away from prying eyes

➥ you'd mentioned before that you liked how strong his arms are, throwing the kids around in the water, so if he had to pick anything on himself it’d be his arms

C is for CUM — anything to do with cum

➥ if you’re on birth control, I can totally see Tommy getting off on being able to cum inside you, he barely needs to wait before he's hard again, stuffing his fingers in you to mix his cum with your arousal, living off of the sounds that come for your mouth and your cunt

➥ if he can’t cum in you he's fine with whatever you want

D is for DIRTY SECRET — pretty self explanatory

➥ he's seen the way you've taken charge while your going about you tasks around camp, and finds himself wanting to be bossed around by you in bed

E is for EXPERIENCE — how experienced are they?

➥ not much before you came along

➥ doesn't like anything casual, so anything he knows comes from girlfriends, what he hears in the locker rooms, or from a naughty magazine he has hidden in his room

F is for FAVOURITE POSITION — this goes without saying

➥ really likes seeing your face and/or being as close as physically possible

➥ if you're flexible be ready to be bent basically in half if your on your back, legs thrown over his shoulders as he bends down to kiss you

G is for GOOFY — are they serious in the moment? humorous? etc.

➥ if it’s the first time you two are together you can bet your top dollar that he would be super serious, wanting to make sure you were enjoying it just as much as he was

➥ probably only humorous if you guys knock something over or something like that, laughing at the mess you guys are making before going back to it.

➥ overall probably more on the serious end than the goofy end

H is for HAIR — how well groomed are they? etc.

➥ well, considering the time, hair on either of you probably wouldn't be that big of a deal, so if you do or don't shave, he has no problem with either

➥ I feel like he wouldn't like shaving because the regrowth would be too irritating, but if you have an issue with a full on push he will trim it as low as he can

I is for INTIMACY — how are they during the moment?

➥ very intimate, loves being close to you in whatever way he can, holding your hand and trailing kisses all over your body

➥ there is no way to misinterpret his affections for you during your day to day life, but having sex with him really drives it home

➥ you are his world and he will make sure you know it wherever and whenever

J is for JACK OFF — masturbation headcanon

➥ doesn't really have that much of a high sex drive, until he's in a relationship and after you've been intimate

➥ know how it is to be that close to you means it takes very little to turn him on when you cross his mind, and it doesn't even have to be sexual, it just ends up with him with his hands down his pants if he's alone

K is for KINK — one or more of their kinks

➥ he doesn't like doing anything sexual in public, but really gets off to you having to be quite if someone is close enough to hear you

➥ absolutely loves the sounds muffled by your pillow or hand

➥ if it's his hand over your mouth it's even better, being able to feel your shaky exhales on his skin, the vibrations of your moans, it's got him shoving his face in your neck or pressing your lips together to stifle his own sounds

L is for LOCATION — favorite places to do the do

➥ anywhere behind closed doors is good enough for him

➥ the less likely someone is able to walk in on the two of you the better, he doesn't want anyone ruining the moment or, most importantly, making you uncomfortable in any way

M is for MOTIVATION — what turns them on

➥ he is easily conditioned by you, so if you do the same thing before sucking him off (putting your hair back in some way) or calling him a pet name usually saved for more intimate moments to try to get a rise out of him, it will turn him on faster than he thought possible

N is for NO — something they wouldn’t do, turn offs

➥ he isn't too big on causing you pain, so spankings or choking are probably off the table

➥ i don't see him being a fan of anal

➥ probably against having another person joining you guys as well

O is for ORAL — preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.

➥ isn't very picky or selfish so he doesn't have a preference, enjoys both equally

➥ if he hasn't gone down on any of his partners he won't really know what to do, but knows enough in theory that he would only need a little guidance from you for what you specifically like

P is for PACE — are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.

➥ can go either way but he prefers slow and sensual

➥ he's very intimate and loves being as close to you as possible, which you can't really do with fast and rough

➥ won't deny you if you want to change things up, and is fully capable of pounding you until you're a sobbing mess if that's what you want

Q is for QUICKIE — their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.

➥ at the camp it's typically quickies if your nighttime schedules don't match up

➥ lunch sometimes ends up being skipped in favour of a few precious moment spent together

➥ don't worry though, he'll sneak into the kitchen to grab you both something quick to eat to make up for it

R is for RISK — are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.

➥ is generally down to try anything you ask

➥ he found out he likes hearing you desperately trying to stifle you sounds from fucking you a room over from other camp councillors, so yeah, he's not down to try something out at least once, expecially after finding that out

S is for STAMINA — how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?

➥ can go for quite a while

➥ he's typically big on foreplay, so you'll have probably cum before he's even been inside you

➥ depending on how long you've been apart from each other sexually will depend on how long he can last

T is for TOYS — do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?

➥ he definitely won't own any, but won't really care if you use one when you're apart

➥ I don't think he'd be all that big on using them together, but I also think you could change his mind, since he'd give it a try if you asked

Would probably only like using a vibrator on you to edge you, holding it to your clit while he sits inside you, feeling your walls spasm around him

U is for UNFAIR — how much they like to tease

➥ while I do believe Tommy is a tease, I don’t think it would be something he could fully commit to

➥ he’d make little comments here and there to get you flustered, but any teasing to prolong foreplay would be very quickly abandoned the second you plead for him to do something

V is for VOLUME — how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.

➥ probably not loud, but will make quite a bit of noise

➥ cursing whenever you clench around him, heavy pants that turn into desperate moans and groans as he gets closer to the edge

➥ his moans will probably get caught in his throat as he cums

W is for WILD CARD — a random headcanon for the character

➥ when you two had first gotten intimate, he had eaten you out, laying down on his stomach and rutting into the bed

➥ he didn't even notice he had cum until you had rolled him over to return the favour

➥ despite his initial embarrassment, the sight of you sucking him into full hardness, cleaning up the mess he made with your tongue is probably one of the hottest things he's ever seen

X is for X-RAY — let’s see what’s going on under those clothes

➥ average length but kinda thick, the head larger than you'd expect

➥ it's the perfect stretch, and even when you tease him by only taking the tip, it's big enough to get caught on the rim of your opening if you take him too deep while you roll your hips

Y is for YEARNING — how high is their sex drive?

➥ high when you guys get together

➥ loves being close to you, and the feeling off your body against his, even if it's not sexual, will get him aroused one way or another

➥ if you have to spend some time away from each other for whatever reason he will be so desperate for you it's not even funny, it's almost like he's a virgin seeing a naked woman for the first time

➥ bricked the fuck up until he can touch you again (those reunions tend to last a while and you can bet the first round will be desperate and rough)

Z is for ZZZ — how quickly they fall asleep afterwards

➥ if it's at night in the safety of one of your cabins, the second you're taken care of and you two are wrapped up in eachother, he's out like a light

➥ I feel like he's used to being busy right until he's going to sleep, so he's able to fall asleep with no effort at all

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megantheestallion-ismypresident · 10 months

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Always Forever

Ziggy Berman x fem reader

Summary: You were born in Shadyside all of your life, nothing good ever happens, but you met someone in Camp that made you feel something that you never felt in a long time.... well until everything went to complete shit.

Y/n was born in Shadyside all of your life, what can you expect about Shadyside,nothing good ever happens here. Y/n made a pact to get out of Shadyside and live her life elsewhere, But it all went to shit, ever since her mom made her go to Camp Nightwing.

Ever since Y/n stayed in Camp lets just say it wasn't the best, Y/n wanted to kill herself since this is a Camp for Shadysiders and Sunnyvale's, You hated ever single second of staying in this Camp, Y/n was heavily bullied by these Sunnyvale assholes, Especially Sheila. Sheila is the master of tormenting Y/n, her and her goons.

They would mess up her cabin, Make fun of her, Bother her, everywhere they go.

"Hey, Shadyside trash." Sheila shouted as she followed Y/n, as Y/n carries a bucket of water and soap to get rid of the words they wrote in her cabin.

"Fuck off, Sheila!!!." Y/n shouted back as she walks faster rolling her eyes.

"I see you have cleaning supplies, Is that to clean your cabin, I see someone wrote alot of rude things inside your cabin, But I guess they did it for a reason, for Shadyside trash like you." Sheila said as she laughs.

Y/n stops walking and sets the cleaning supplies down, and turn around and punched Sheila in the face, making her fall down on the ground and seeing her nose bleed.

Sheila started screaming as everyone saw you punched Sheila in the face, You saw Kurt run over to you guys.

"Woah, ladies what happened here?" Kurt asked.

"She punched me in the face." Sheila said as she cries holding her nose in pain.

"What? She was bothering me, telling me I'm a piece of trash, you fucking Sunnyvale's are such prissy fucks." Y/n said insulting Sunnyvale's as she rolls her eyes.

"Listen, here, this is your first strike, If I see you assault anyone here, I wi-" Kurt said as he was cut off by Y/n.

" Save it, Kurt. I get it, I'll get kicked out camp, I'm so fucking threatened. I'll be happy to get out of this fuckass camp anyway." Y/n said as she picks up her cleaning supplies, and flips everyone off everyone that watched, and walks back to her messy cabin.

"God, I hate those Shadyside brats." Kurt muttered under his breath.

Y/n made it inside her messy cabin and sighed looking at all of the mess, Sheila and her goons wrote on the wall. Y/N started cleaning her cabin, so as she heard a knock on the door.

Y/n walked over to the door and opened to see a redhead girl in front of her cabin door. " Who are you?" Y/n said bluntly.

" I'm Ziggy, I wanted to help you clean your cabin, Sheila and her goons did." Ziggy said.

' I don't need your charity work, I do thing alone but thank you for your offer." Y/N said as she was about to close the door but Ziggy stopped her.

"Look, I saw you punched Sheila in the nose, what can I say it was awesome, and I can help you get back at her, if you want." Ziggy said which caught Y/n's eye.

"OK, fine you can help me clean my cabin, But how are going to help me get back at her.?" Y/n questioned.

"Oh, trust me, I know a way." Ziggy smiled mischievously.

Y/n smirked at Ziggy. " I like you, I think your going to be my first new friend." Y/n smiled.

"Hey, you haven't told me your name?" Ziggy asked.

"It's Y/n." Y/n introduced herself.

And thats how Y/n and Ziggy became friends but later turn into something more.

Y/n and Ziggy became official and was a couple, they sneak to each other cabins to make out, and pull pranks on Sheila and her goons, when Y/n first came here she miserable but when she met Ziggy she found a little hope in her.

Y/n and Ziggy ran inside the empty mess hall as the made out. Y/n cupped Ziggy's face as they kissed passionately. " I love you " Y/n said through kisses. " I love you too." Ziggy said as she smiled at Y/n.

Y/n and Ziggy stopped kissing as they heard screaming from outside. "What the fuck is going on out there?" Y/n said. Y/n saw through the glass window a tall figure with blood all over him and are in his hands coming towards the mess hall.

"Is that Tommy?" Ziggy asked.

Tommy started swinging the axe as he was trying to get in the mess hall.

Y/n grabbed Ziggy's hand as they led them under they hid under thr table.

Y/n and Ziggy hid under the table petrified with fear as they saw Tommy made inside the mess hall looking for them

They saw Tommy walked right passed them as he looked for them. Until looked under the table and grabbed Y/n by her leg.

Y/n stared screaming as he dragged her, Ziggy found a bag and hopped on Tommy's back placing it over his head trying to suffocate him but it didn't work as pushed Ziggy off of him.

Ziggy made it on the floor as Tommy came towards her, but he stopped as he fely something stabbed him in the chest.

"Fuck... You." Said a brown haired girl as she holds a knife in her hand as Tommy collapses on the floor.

"You swore." Ziggy huffed and puffed as she looked at the brunette girl

" It's becoming a habit." Cindy said as she chuckles.

Ziggy hugged her as they both laugh.

" Oh, I forgot to mention, this is my girlfriend, Y/n over there." Ziggy mentioned as she points to Y/n who was looking at both of them.

"Hi." Y/N waved to Cindy.

"Hi." Cindy waved back to her

They all heard a noise in the vent. Cindy got her knife and looked down. Too see Alice as she pants, Cindy grabbed her hand to pull her up.

" I found it, Satan's stone,OK? It was righ there, All this time buried under the moss, and I found it, I fucking found it we can save Shadyside." Alice said

"Found what?" Cindy asked

"Three guesses." Alice smiles.

Alice pulls out a wooden hand in the table. We all looked at the hand and each other.

"What? What is it?" Ziggy asked.

"It's Sarah Fier's lost hand." Alice told Ziggy.

"Nurse lane spent her whole life, looking for this. A way to stop the curse that took her daughter. " Cindy said.

" Without her hand, her grip on the land holds firm, The curse will last, until body and hand unite." Alice said pointing the verse in the book.

"This led us to the hand bone... and if the legend is true, that means her body's still buries--" Alice said as she was cutting off by Y/n.

" By the hanging tree." Y/n said as she finishes what Alice was going to say.

" We can end this." Y/n said.

"No more murders, no more curse, no more...pain." Cindy said as she turns to Tommy's dead body on the ground.

"We can save Shadyside... tonight." Cindy said turning to Alice

Y/n touched the hand bringing it close to her, as y/n felt her nose bleed as it drips onto the wooden hand.

Y/n gasps for air as she wipes the blood.off her nose.

"Are you okay?!!" Ziggy asked growing concerned.

"My nose... I bled on the hand and... I think I just saw her." Y/n explained.

"Who?" Said Cindy.

"Sarah Fier." Y/n said

"She was... she was angry." Y/n said.

"We have to bury this thing.... right fucking now." Alice said panting.

Cindy got up grabbing a shovel handing it to Ziggy.

"What I have to this with my hands?" Alice questioned.

"What? No your staying here." Cindy said to Alice.

" Oh, cmon I can hop just fine." Alice gestures as she hops.

Cindy looks at Alice with a disapproving look on her face.

" I watch my dad go to jail when I was six, I watch my mom steal.. so I could eat, First time I cut myself was 12. It was after.. well, you know when, and now tonight, I watch your fucking perfect boyfriend turn into a monster, and kill the only person I've ever loved." Alice said.

"I've waited... my whole life for this. And now I've found it, let me see this through, For Arnie..." Alice said.

"For Tommy... For Shadyside." Said Alice

"For Shadyside." Cindy said looking at Ziggy.

"For Shadyside." Ziggy repeated looking at Y/n.

"For Shadyside." Y/n said.

"ALICE!!!" Cindy shouted.

Tommy swinged his axe killing Alice.

Cindy got the shovel and smacked him, choking him with the shovel.

"Fucking Die! Why won't you fucking die!!!" Cindy said choking Tommy with the shovel tearing his head off of his body.

"No! Alice?" Cindy got on the floor seeing if Alice is ok.

Y/n and Ziggy hold hands as they pant for air scared.

"Alice, just... just stay with me, Alice." Cindy said, as she sees Alice choking on her own blood.

As Alice gasps for air she stops breathing, and dies.

"No, Alice!" Cindy starts crying.

Y/n hears a women singing.

"What is that?" Ziggy said.

They all turned around in unison as they hear a women singing.

They see the open vent and see Ruby Lane popping out of the vent.

"We have to go now!!" Y/n said

They all ran as Ziggy gets the axe, she felt Tommy grabbing her back, Y/n pulls Ziggy out Tommy's grip.

Y/n, Ziggy, and Alice ran out of the mess hall.

They all ran out in field where the hanging tree is.

"Here?" Said Ziggy

"Yes." Said Cindy.

Cindy starts digging.

Y/n and Ziggy looked at each other as they see other killers walking slowly and menacingly in different directions.

"I hit something." Said Ziggy.

Ziggy picked it up and saw a rock that said, 'The witch forever lives.'

"Cindy, what does it mean?Cindy?" Ziggy asks

" I don't know?" Said Cindy.

"Where is she? Where's the body?" Said Ziggy.

" I don't know." Said Ziggy.

"This way,come on ." Cindy said grabbing Ziggy and Y/n.

The killer's walks faster as the all come in their direction.

"What do you want, Sarah Fier!!!." Cindy shouted.

"You want this? you can have it." Cindy said holding the wooden hand.

" Just let my sister and Y/n live." Cindy shouted through tears.

Cindy grabs the shovel turning to Y/n.

" You bled on the bone, They're after you get ready to run." Cindy said To Y/n.

Ziggy looks at y/n with a panicked look on her face, Ziggy shakes her head as she looks at y/n, not wanting her to die.

"Hey, don't worry about me we'll run together, and we if we don't make it we'll die together, I love you Ziggy, Always Forever." Y/n said cupping Ziggy's face.

Y/n and Ziggy hold hand in hand running.

As Cindy gets the shovel hitting Tommy with it. But Tommy hit her with his axe, Making Cindy fall as she bleeds.

Ziggy looks back as a killer with messed up skin grabbed Ziggy and stabs her in the back.

Y/n saw A short killer whacked her with baseball bat making her collapse on the floor.

Y/n looks at Ziggy being a stabbed repeatedly by the killer. As she sees Tommy chop Cindy.

Y/N coughed up blood as she was being beaten to death by a baseball bat.

The three of them lie together as they were being killed.

Ziggy turns to Y/n. " I love you Always forever." Ziggy whispered to Y/n. Y/n looks at Ziggy as she slowly closes her eyes.

Ziggy closes her eyes as she dies.

Atleast she gets to die with her sister and the girl she loves, Right?

Hope u Ziggy berman lovers like this, ❤️ 💖 💗

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oyeone89 · 1 year

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rendered the Shadyside killers because they are awesome

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nikkicloudie · 10 months

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Everyone Hear Me Out

ok but Tommy Slater

Tommy u can axe me any day plz one chance

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h0nkch0c0late · 8 months

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Tommy Slater

The long awaited last part is here!

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part four (you're here!)]

Summary: Y/n and the group finally come face to face with the Shadyside killers and Nick.

Warnings: blood, death, it's the endgame now, swearing, Y/n being a badass, grief finally ends, angst

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Then, the bells that Ziggy hung up on the entrance doors rang out, indicating that someone had entered, causing the three to scamper away to a nearby counter, hiding behind it and going absolutely silent, the only thing they could hear was their own breathing.

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Y/n's breath caught in her throat as she tried to block out the pounding noise of her heart from her ears, adrenaline pumping through her like a drug as she prepared herself for what was going to happen next.

She knew exactly what she wanted to do to nick. She wanted to make him suffer, make him feel the same pain she felt when she lost her boyfriend and her best friends.

But that wasn't the plan that she, Ziggy, and the teens had planned and she knew that. And as much as she wanted to, she couldn't stray from it.

So she sat there, nerf gun full of Deena's watered down blood still in her hands, clutched tightly to her chest as she waited for the perfect moment.

"I don't see anyone." Deena whispers, gasping.

Josh's eyes widen, furiously tapping Deena, gaining the attention of the two women, "I see Martin and Ziggy!"

Y/n eyes Ziggy and Martin carefully as they run across the mall to their desired location, hiding behind a wall.

Y/n flinched as a voice rang out, catching Ziggy and Martin, "Police! Hands up! Hands up!"

As Martin and Ziggy's voices merge together as they both frantically try to explain the situation (well, Ziggy was, Martin was trying to get him to leave), the police man scoffs as he realizes the man in front of him was Martin.

Meanwhile, there was another police man, his radio going off.

Y/n could hear it, clear as day, as he began to creep closer to the three. Whilst Josh and Deena were looking one way, she was looking the other, spotting the flashlight before the man stopped in front of them, frantically telling them to freeze as Deena and Josh turned around.

All three of them put their hands up in defense, waterguns still in their hands.

"I got three more over here!" He yelled, most likely to his partner (obviously).

Y/n was calm, well, minus the frantically beating heart due to the current situation they were in that involved them ALL dying.

"Drop your weapon!" He yelled at them, pointing his gun towards them.

"Sir, if you could just let us explain-" Y/n tried, but he ignored her, continuing to tell them to drop their weapons.

Making final glances at the two kids with a nod, they put their waterguns down in sync, keeping one of their hands up in the process.

"Slide it to me." He ordered, to which they did immediately.

Everything was stopped when they heard screaming from the direction of Ziggy and Martin, and the other police man began to run in their direction, leaving the other three behind.

The culprit of the murder was the Milkman, and he had just killed the other police officer as Y/n, Josh, and Deena ran to their next place for the next phase of their plan.

Once Deena told Josh to be careful, Y/n returned the gesture to the girl before splitting up, Y/n making her way to her own door.

This entire time, she hadn't taken a single breath, her eyes moving between the different places of Ziggy, Josh, and Martin. She hoped that nothing would go wrong, but something in her gut told her otherwise.

She eyed the killer tbay was going towards her door, it was Ruby Lane.

And, just like clockwork, each door went down, trapping their individual dead serial killers, tying the ropes, and running.

When Y/n looked over to Ziggy, she quickly noticed the door that didn't close all the way.

Her eyes widened when she realized which one Ziggy was dealing with, and quickly ran over to help her.

"Shit, shit, shit!" Y/n mumbled under her breath as she began to tug and pull at the door along with Ziggy. They finally got it down just as The Nightwing Killer got there, hitting the shutters.

Ziggy ran almost immediately, but Y/n couldn't help but stand there, staring at the dead man with a bag over his head.

The man she used to call her lover. The man whose name used to be Tommy Slater. The guy who used to be sweet and caring, and wouldn't hurt a soul. Turned into a ruthless serial killer all because of Nick Goode.

Part of her was tempted to reach inside, thinking that if she just touched him, maybe something like a miracle would happen, and her Tommy would come back to her.

But that wasn't the case, and she knew it. Her Tommy was gone. Dead. Thrown away. Replaced by a soulless dead murderer.

So, she tore her eyes away, finally deciding to run and join Ziggy.

As she caught up to the redhead, Ziggy noticed the distant look in her eyes, "Hey, are you alright?" She whispered.

Y/n shakes the thoughts of Tommy out of her head and looks towards Ziggy, "Other than the fact we're dealing with multiple dead serial killers due to Goode and his bloodline? Yeah, I'm fine." She sighed.

Ziggy knew better, but she didn't pry. She knew exactly what was on Y/n's mind, and she felt horrible.

All those years, blaming the witch, blaming Tommy for her sister's death, when all along it was the man she thought she could trust.

What she didn't think about was the pain that Y/n had been all these years. What Nick had done to her by turning her boyfriend into a monster. All these years not blaming her, but resenting her. Having conversations over the phone like none of it happened and then suddenly not talking at all.

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"How many is that?" Deena asked her brother, along with him replying as Ziggy and Y/n entered.

"Five." Y/n responded simply.

"We have five." Ziggy followed.

"Skull mask,"

"Nightwing."

"Ruby."

As they continued to talk, Martin quickly shushed them with a series of loud "Yo"'s.

"Why'd it get so quiet?" He asked, eyes wide.

They all looked at each other before abruptly standing up, staring over the counter of the pizza place, looking towards the tree in the middle of the mall.

As they all hid behind the counter again, Ziggy began to breathe heavily, "it's him."

"You don't have to do this." Deena informed the woman, Y/n butting in with a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"Not alone, at least. I can go with you." She told, a reassuring glint in her eyes.

But Ziggy knew better. She knew that if Y/n were to go with her, she would deviate from the plan, make things worse.

Ziggy's eyes moved to Deena, "Yes, I do." She then looked to Y/n, "and no, you're not going with me. You know that's a horrible idea."

She then stood up and crawled over the counter, Y/n tempted to follow her, but Deena held her back as they all watched.

"Mount up." Deena asserted, getting up and going to her place, Sam grunting in zombie-like anger.

For a moment, Y/n had almost forgotten Sam was there, and one by one, the group began to disperse into their places.

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Well, the plan was completely fucked anyways. No fault of Ziggy, or Y/n, or anyone.

Nick now had Ziggy in his grasp, threatening Deena to get the killers away from him as they began to surround him, pointing his gun towards them, though he knew it was pointless.

The only reason the plan was fucked was because he got a hold of Ziggy, but that was quickly dealt with when Nick was stabbed in the back by Skull Mask.

Then, the Milkman had managed to grab Ziggy as she was running away, due to the fact that she now had Deena's blood on her.

Y/n's eyes widened as Josh pointed out the obvious reason to Deena, telling her that her blood got on the redhead.

"Shit!" Y/n cursed as Deena rushed over to help.

Before she knew it, Deena was cutting open her palm, causing a distraction for the monsters to come get her.

Unfortunately, that meant that Skull Mask's attention was ripped away from Nick, which let the horrid man escape.

"Deena!" Y/n yelled, "go after him!"

Josh was also yelling at his sister to go after Goode, "we got him!"

As Deena ran towards Nick's direction, the other three went into a random store, Ziggy throwing her shirt towards the grifter, who was getting closer to them as they closed the shutters.

As much as Y/n was trying to be brave, she could feel her entire body vibrating with fear as she watched the killers closing in.

"Ok," Martin began, "we need a plan B, like, now."

He said as they watched the Grifter pick up the bloody shirt.

"No." Josh said, "we just need more plan A!"

Y/n's eyes followed the Nightwing Killer. If more of the "Plan A" was that they all ran out there and distracted the separate serial killers more, she knew which one she was gonna go after.

Half of her was worried about Deena. She was alone down there with Goode, and with the lack of Ruby Lane being seen now, she was terrified that the dead girl would be going after the very much alive girl.

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As they all ran out and reached for their waterguns, they each chose a serial killer to spray.

The grifter, by Ziggy, Skull Mask by Josh, Milkman by Martin, and the Nightwing Killer by Y/n.

They all hid in another store, hiding behind the window as they huddled together.

"I got that creepy perv motherfucker in the bullseye." Martin smirked. "This is gonna work, right?" He said slightly more worried as the milk man was walking towards them.

Before they knew it, Milkman was getting thrown by Grifter, then the Grifter was attacked by Tom-Nightwing, who was getting attacked by Skull Mask.

The group stood up, looking at the fight with wide eyes as Nightwing's axe was flung to the front of the window they were at.

The plan was working. They were killing each other.

"Guys?" Josh uttered, staring at deathly Sam running in the direction of where Deena and Nick had gone.

Ziggy and Y/n looked at him as he spoke again, "we lost Sam."

"Oh. Fuck." Y/n replied as they watched the doors close.

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"Right now they're dead, but that's not gonna last. We don't have a lot of time. We have to get ready to fight." Josh ranted as he opened the shutter door.

"Wait." Ziggy said, pulling Josh back, "what is that?"

Y/n swore for the millionth time that night as she looked in the direction of where Ziggy was looking. There, walking and banging his baseball bat against the ground, was Billy Barker. Another dead serial killer. Great.

He then began to bang on the candy machines, and suddenly they heard Ruby Lane's distant singing. She was back.

Y/n was thankful she hadn't gone after Deena after all.

"Ok. OK. You know what?" Martin began as he backed up, grabbing his watergun and pumping it, "at least we still have magic blood." He went to spray it, but nothing came out. He sighed, "I'm tapped."

Ziggy and Y/n went after theirs, both trying and failing. "Me too." Ziggy replies.

"Motherfucker. Really?" Y/n groaned as she threw down her empty watergun.

"No, no, no!" Josh began frantically, "we can find other weapons! W-we can use the delivery hallway, outflank them!" He stuttered, "W-We-"

He was cut off my Martin suggesting to wait it out.

"What?" Josh replied in disbelief, "No, no! No, we're too close! Too many people have died, and I'm not letting them take my sister, too! We have to protect her."

Ziggy and Martin looked away from him as Y/n stared, heart breaking at the kid's pleads. He even said please.

Y/n looked around at the other two adults in the room, who seemed to have given up.

She shook her head, taking a deep breath and moving to Josh's side, putting a shaky hand on Josh's shoulder. "The kid's right. We can't give up now. There must be some other thing that we can do to stop them. I'm not letting anyone else die today, not when we're so close to the finish line. So, either you help come up with an idea, or you stay here like cowards whilst I run out there like an idiot to be a distraction. Your choice."

When the two stayed silent, she made her way out of the store, picking up Tomm-Nightwing's axe and gripping it tightly as Josh and the other two followed her, standing near the store entrance.

She took a deep breath, glancing at Josh and nodding at him before standing up and beginning to walk.

She knew it was stupid. She could get herself killed by doing this, but she had to. Someone had to be the brave adult and sacrifice, and she wasn't about to let Josh do it.

She could see the eagerness in his eyes when she had picked up the axe. She knew that he wanted to yank it from her grasp and do it himself, but she couldn't let that happen. Because if Deena survives, Josh has to as well.

She's not letting another kid grow up without a sibling. She can't stand there and watch helplessly.

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She spotted Ruby Lane first, her breathing unsteady as her heart began to beat fast in her chest once more, her grip on the axe as tight as can be.

Josh watched, repeating the ultimate cheat code under his breath. Though he had only spent a short time with the woman under deathly circumstances, he wanted her to come out of this alive. After everything she had been through, she deserves a good ending. One where she doesn't have to grieve, or worry, or get angry over.

Taking a deep breath, Y/n swings the axe into Ruby's shoulder, knocking her down and spraying blood everywhere.

She swings again, but misses and hits the wall, giving Ruby a chance to turn around and swing her blade into the woman's side, slicing it and making her cry out.

Ruby had gotten the hold over her, grabbing at her face trying to tear it apart.

Thats when Josh rushed over without a thought, grabbing the abandoned axe and swinging it into Ruby, making her let go of Y/n.

Unfortunately, it meant that Ruby's attention was now on Josh, and she got a hold of him, doing the same thing to her.

She wanted to help him, but Josh yelled at her to run, so holding her side, she began to limp away, forgetting about the discarded axe.

As Josh was yelling "get off of me!" And trying to avoid Ruby's blade with a now injured shoulder, she was shot through the head.

As Ruby fell, Y/n and Josh looked to see Ziggy holding a gun, and Martin beside her.

"That's one." She pointed out.

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The three were now standing side by side, Y/n holding her side whilst Josh held his shoulder, Ziggy pointing her gun towards the enclosing killers.

Ziggy shot Billy twice, though it had no affect due to his mask being in the way, and as she went for her third shot, all the gun did was click. She was out.

"I'm...that's it!" She cried out, and Billy began walking towards them again, banging his bat against the ground as he did so.

Meanwhile, Ruby was finally getting up, glaring at the group as she slowly raised from the ground.

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Suddenly, Y/n found herself being tackled by Nightwing, the others distracted by the other serial killers.

She struggled under him, he had his axe back.

As she looked at him, she could see the faint outline of his face from behind the mask, his axe raising to hit her.

She felt herself pleading to him, begging him not to do it, as if he'd listen.

She called him by his name over and over, "Tommy. Tommy please!", "Tommy don't!", "Tommy, this isn't you!"

She knew he couldn't hear her. He was long gone, nothing but a puppet made for Goode's terrible intentions.

But still, she called him by his name. She cried, and screamed, feeling her throat getting raw.

And for a moment, she swore she saw him pause, like for that singular second, her boyfriend had returned.

Or maybe it was her mind playing tricks on her due to the adrenaline and fear running through her veins. Even so, the axe began to swing down.

So, she closed her eyes, waiting for the searing pain of the axe slicing through her flesh, waiting for darkness to swallow her whole for eternity.

But, it never came.

And suddenly, she heard cheering.

As she opened her eyes, Tommy Slater, the Nightwing Killer of '78, was no longer on top of her. And the axe, no longer a threat to her life.

Deena had done it. All of the killers were gone, and so was Nick Goode.

She shot up, slightly disoriented as she looked in the direction of Ziggy, Martin, and Josh.

They all had gigantic grins on their faces as they quickly moved to her, Ziggy helping the woman up and immediately hugging her.

"She did it." Ziggy cried out happily as she gripped onto her old best friend. The girl she relied on when she couldn't rely on her sister all those years ago.

Y/n smiled, hugging the girl back as she pretended she wasn't in a huge amount of pain, not wanting to ruin the moment.

Some part of her felt a tinge of sadness, though, at the thought of never seeing Tommy again.

But the other part of her was relieved. And happy, and that feeling of guilt began to wash away.

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Y/n entered her home with a sigh of relief, excited about the fact she could finally take a shower after the stressful (and almost deathly) night she had.

As she walked into her room to gather her first aide kit (she didn't want to bother going to the hospital) as well as some new clothes, she spotted the photograph that she had abandoned on her bed.

She smiled as she walked over and picked it up, staring at the blurry photo of Tommy, hugging it close.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, opening them as she exhaled, and walked over to her dresser that was littered with several similar photos from her days at camp.

She placed it between the photo of her, Ziggy, and Cindy, and the photo of her, Alice, and Artie. Completing the collection.

She stepped back, a fond and gentle smile replacing her normal one as she finally looked at them without feeling grief.

As she turned to go dress her wound, she could've sworn she felt something cold touch her shoulder.

She shrugged it off as just blood loss, and closed her bedroom door.

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YOUVE REACHED THE END!!! YAY!!!

After years of me putting this fic off, it is finally done. And yes, it's a little long, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless.

Also, I'm aware I kinda made Y/n steal Josh's thunder near the end there, but I needed to for plot reasons 😃👍

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed, and if you'd like to see more of this type of stuff in the future, please please PLEASE like, comment, reblog, and maybe even invade my ask box!

Love you all, bye-bye <3333

@pixla I'm throwing you back into the Fandom I apologize ilysm

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thejudyblumebookclub · 9 months

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#fear street #fear street 1978 #fear street trilogy #instagram #behind the scenes #tommy slater #nick goode #nick x ziggy #mccabe slye #ted sutherland #video #ziggy berman #teen ziggy x nick #ziggy x nick

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cyruslvjys · 10 months

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Fear Street 1978 icons

Cindy, Tommy, Ziggy, Nick, Alice, older Ziggy

Fear Street Part Two: 1978

#fear street #fear street 1978 #cindy berman #tommy slater #ziggy berman #nick goode #alice hart #aesthetic #icons

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evilvvithin · 1 year

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THOMAS SLATER aka the CAMP NIGHTWING KILLER in FEAR STREET: 1994

#obsessed with tommy slater #fear street #fear street 1994 #tommy slater #camp nightwing killer #horroredit #horrorsource #junkfooddaily #filmedit #dailyflicks #horrorfilmgifs #classichorrorblog #userscary #usercy #userhorroredits #useramz #tuserlucien #societyclub #mari.gif

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—Different Person—

-Tommy Slater-

Warnings: smut, first time (f), oral (m&f receiving), rough sex, praise, ass slapping, rough tommy, fingering, brief mention of blood (at very end)

You'd just got done swimming with Alice and her boyfriend Arnie, both had insisted on skinny dipping but you didn't want to get any of the lake leaches on the important parts of your body. "Y/n how do I get to be buff like you?" Alice joked and gave you a playful shove, you rolled your eyes. "It's in my genetics."

"no I'm kidding, I just work out Al, but you're too busy getting high all the time to try." She knew you were joking otherwise she would have punched you. "Yeah yeah, at least it's fun." She waved her hand. "Me and Arnie are gonna head back to our bunk, have fun with your buddy Tommy." Her and Arnie walked off and you left for your cabin too.

You and Tommy were assigned bunk mates along with the other camp leaders, but since most of the other leaders were out supervising the color war, it was just you two tonight and you were in charge of making decorations for the mess hall. He was late by the looks of it, when you entered the cabin you switched on the light, the box of decorations still unpacked on the table.

You sighed and crouched next to the short table, if he was gonna be late you were gonna get a head start. You'd tell him how he owes you later.

Streamers, colored paper, glitter, paper letters, crayons, mini mascot flags, a camp Nightwing banner and some bandanas. You started to sort them into piles and before you knew it you were asleep on the floor.

As you slowly woke back up you found Tommy sitting across from you leaning against the wall, a blank expression on his face. "Thomas?" You asked as you sat up, his eyes drifted to you and he licked his lips. "Thomas, what's up with you dude?" You said more seriously.

He grabbed your throat in a blur, pulling you towards him and engulfing you in a harsh kiss. You gasped and pried his hand off your neck, "Tommy seriously what the fuck is wrong with you?" You snapped and jumped to your feet, he copied your movement, rushing towards you again.

"my problem is I fucking need you." He whispered and this time you welcomed the kiss that he planted on your lips, wrapping your arms around his neck as his hand became tangled in your hair, his other hand lowering to your ass and squeezing your right cheek. You didn't change out of your bathing suit from the swim and your hair was still damp.

He bit your bottom lip, dragging his teeth across the soft flesh as he asked for entrance. You parted your lips, his tongue finding its way into your mouth, exploring you, tasting you, wanting you. He groaned into you as he pushed his hips into yours, you pushed up his shirt, exposing his toned torso.

You licked your lips as he tore off his shirt and you happily went to work on his chest, sucking and kissing every inch of his exposed skin. His smell was intoxicating and you couldn't help but moan as he praised you.

"You're such a good girl Y/n, your pretty little mouth feels so good baby." Tommy was different tonight, you noticed. He was never this demanding, or arousing before. Though you had to admit it, you liked it. Before this you and Thomas were nothing more than two partners at a summer camp. You've known him forever and this was a regular summer event, seeing him, wanting him, and doing nothing about it. Not until this year. It was like something possessed him.

After leaving several purple marks on his chest, you stood up straight again, his hand snaking its way from your ass to your neck. He pushed you onto one of the beds so your legs dangled off, you rested on your elbows and watched as he kneeled between your legs, his heavy eyes glued to your face as he watched your reaction to what he was doing.

He pulled the strings on either side of your hips and held the bikini bottom in his hand, bringing it to his face, soaking in the smell of you, the enticing smell that caused him to growl as he inhaled your scent. You found yourself blushing, slightly closing your legs at the length of exposure of your private parts.

This caused him to growl again, deeper, "don't." He said darkly and pushed your legs as wide as they would go without hurting. He stared at you, quivering with nerves right in front of him. The fact that he made your pussy this wet, made your cheeks so red, made your legs shake, made his dick harden. The sudden uncomfortable feeling in his pants made him stand and shove them off his legs, only left in his boxers as he kneeled before you again.

He exhaled as he stared at your exposed body, loving how vulnerable you were. He leaned his head down, licking a stripe up your slit and planting himself firmly on your clit. You gasped as his tongue worked wonders on you, pressing and swirling on the most sensitive part of your body.

This time he didn't bother with the strings as he yanked off your bikini top, he gripped your left breast, kneading it as his tongue slipped in your entrance. A soft sigh left your lips, he noticed this and smirked against you, his lustful eyes watching you. He liked the noises you made, he wanted you to make more noises like that, just for him. He decided you were only his from now on, only he could see you like this, touch you like this, taste you like this and want you like he does.

He pressed his free hand on your lower abdomen, his thumb circled your clit and he moved his index finger to pull the hood of your clit up, making the bundle of nerves open and free for him to torture. His thumb went back to work, slowly increasing pressure on you and slowly enticing those sweet delicious sounds out of your red lips.

He moved his head away, the hand that was groping your breast now working a finger into your sex, exploring your soft walls and finding the second spot that made your squirm the most. Inserting a second finger, he continued to play with this, spot. Relishing in the way your face contorted in pleasure. His cock was aching to be released from the band of fabric holding it pressed against his abdomen, he wanted to touch himself but he was so infatuated with touching you.

He curled his fingers inside you and increased the speed on your clit. He thrust his fingers in and out of you, finally earning the best noise from you, a loud moan as you so desperately reached your orgasm. He smirked, biting his tongue on the left side of his mouth, noting how your breathing became heavy and how your eye lids fluttered closed.

"are you gonna cum for me baby?" He thrust his fingers faster and pressed harder on your sensitive nub, "are you gonna cum on my fingers like a good little girl? Huh?" He bit his lip, wanting nothing more than for you to unravel at his hand. "mhmm" you moaned in response, your back arching and your hips rolling as you practically exploded onto his fingers.

Your brows furrowed as you looked at what he made you do, something wet had covered his chest, your hand flew to your mouth as you realized what you'd done, you'd squirted on his chest. You covered your face in embarrassment, but there was no time for you to be embarrassed, Tommy was pulling you to your feet but quickly lowered you onto your knees.

"I pleased you, it'd be wonderful if you returned the favor." He whispered and brushed his fingers in your hair, grabbing a handful and leaning your head towards his groin. You gulped, understanding what he meant and fully willing to do it but the sight in front of you scared you.

His confined member was twitching behind the fabric and as you placed a shaky hand on him you felt the warmth and hardness of his dick. You slowly stroked him, already becoming stimulated again at the thought of doing this to him. "Stop being a fucking tease, Y/n." He groaned, you looked up at him and nodded.

You put both your hands in the band of his boxers and pulled them down his legs, he was so close to you, and so big. His dick was touching your lips, the length of him closing the distance between you two. You looked up at him again, nervous because you've never done this before. You parted your lips, carefully taking in his tip, it was a slight struggle keeping your jaw so open, you didn't want your teeth hurting him.

You sighed, pulling back and staring up at Tommy. "Nervous huh? Just get it wet and I'll help you with the rest." He pulled your face back close to his member, you nodded and took him in your hand, licking up the shaft and spreading your saliva along his dick.

"Good girl," he praised. "Now open that pretty little mouth." His grip on your hair tightened and he lowered your lips onto his shaft, pushing himself deeper until he was touching the back of your throat but he wasn't fully in. You gagged, your cheeks flushing a bright red color. You looked up at him, tears brimming your eyes as he finally allowed you to take a breath.

He groaned, the smirk leaving his face and replaced with a stone cold expression. He stroked your cheek, admiring your beauty before he picked you up, he laid you on one of the beds again and kneeled in front of you. He lifted your legs so both your calves were over his shoulders, he kissed your knees, rubbed your thighs, and inhaled your scent.

He moved your legs again so now you were wrapped around his waist, his cock now resting between your folds. He slowly pumped himself slowly and guided it to your entrance. "Wait," you stopped him and placed a hand on his chest, "I've never done this before." You sternly told him, he nodded, you noticed his blank expression never falters, he continues guiding himself into you.

His tip alone was thick enough to make you whimper, you bit your lip. He pushed until you were completely pressed together, his whole length inside of you, his breath shuddered and his chest heaved as he gripped your thighs. His eyes pinched shut, "God, you're so tight." He moaned, the more humane expression returning to his face, as if he snapped back to the current situation.

You bit your lip, squirming uncomfortably underneath him and gripping the sheets. "Tommy," you winced, trying not to move your lower body as much to hold back any movement that could cause you more pain. He held either side of your face gently, looking down at where you're bodies connected and shushing you quietly.

"it's okay," he reminded you and brushed his thumb over you're still wet bottom lip. "Just let yourself adjust." He said and then placed one of his hands on your lower abdomen again, massaging your clit with his thumb and then stroking you're head with his other hand that was just on you're cheek.

You nodded your head and pinched your eyes shut, breathing heavily as he began to slowly pump himself in and out of your entrance. He threw his head back, groaning as his hips stuttered for a second. You hoped he wouldn't suddenly pick up his pace and put you through more pain.

"tommy?" You had an idea that would maybe cause you less pain and put you in charge of when you move. "Hmm?" He replied, lazily looking down at you through half lidded eyes. You hesitated for a moment, "can I be on top?" You then asked and he immediately pulled out of you, making you flinch.

"sure baby," he said and then got on the bed, leaning against the wall and grabbing your hips, pulling you over him to straddle his own hips. You nervously sat over him, his hand snaking down his torso and holding his member straight up, gently rubbing the tip over your folds as he waited for you to lower yourself on to him.

Once you were ready, he sighed, his eyes also pinching close for a few seconds and then opening again once he was bottomed out inside of you. He wiggled his hips a little, smirking as he watched you adjust and then returned his hands to your waist, "you ready?" You slightly nodded your head, the pain only barely there still.

He started to lift you up and lower you onto his dick, little by little increasing the distance and only becoming more quick and harsher when he heard you moan. You put your hands on his chest for support as you started to bounce on your own, biting your lip as you shut your eyes and slightly moaning as this newly discovered pleasure.

"You're doing so good baby," he whispered in your ear and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you into him in a hug and he propped his legs up as he began thrusting quickly into you, the sound of skin slapping and heavy breathing filling the small counselor cabin.

"oh fuck," you whispered, starting to feel the now familiar tightness stretch in your core as his dick hit the spot inside of you that his fingers barely reached. "That feel good baby?" He said in your ear, small moans leaving both of your mouths. You nodded your head in the corner of his neck, panting as your walls clenched around his member. "such a good girl," he said and slapped your ass, "making me feel so good."

He flipped you onto your back, supporting himself with each hand on either side of your face as he still thrusted ruthlessly into you. As you felt the knot stretch farther you arched your back, pinching your eyes shut as they rolled into the back of your head, the knot snapping and coming undone for the second time.

He grunted as you came on his dick, feeling you clench on him gave him unimaginable pleasure, growing his ego as he knew he was making you experience this for the first time in your life. "Good girl," he whispered as he looked down at your twitching frame, relishing in how good you looked underneath him.

Tommy could feel himself grow closer to his release as well, he grunted again, wrapping an arm behind your head and burying his face into the crook of your neck, biting into the soft skin as he felt the pleasure overcoming him. You were too lost in your own orgasm to even think that he was about to have one of his own, so when he unexpectedly pulled out and quickly pumped himself over your stomach, you didn't even notice the white liquid he released on you.

You laid there, panting with your eyes shut as tommy got up from the bed, grabbing a rag from the counselor bathroom and quickly wiping you clean. He tossed the rag in a bin and smirked down at you for a moment, tossing a blanket over you as he dressed himself, grabbing his bloody axe from the porch and slamming the cabin door shut.

#tommy slater #nightwing #fear street #smut #camp camp #rough kink #first time #after care #vintage #cabin

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