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monkiesimp · 1 year

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Anything hmm... how about this? Headcanons about Wukong and Macaque with a fem!S/O that got isekai'd from the Pokémon world! How would they react to a regular human mortal commanding powerful beasts who treats them like they were her family.

As for what Pokémon she has, I'll leave that up to you. Whatever sparks your imagination!

Bonus points if she acts like a mother-figure to MK while also making him picnic lunches for when he goes training.

Hope this will be fun for you to write! Thank you! 😊

Yup. This one's long so bear with me lol. I hope I did it right like you wanted

Wukong;

- Where. Were. You?

- All you remember was falling asleep with your Eevee next to you and then you're... Here?

- Luckily, your Eevee was still with you so you were not all that lonely.

- You wandered around this strange mountain, trying to figure out where you are and why your arms looked like a block and why THERE WERE NO WILD POKEMONS???

- And you ended up panicking when you realized you were trapped. How great.

- Luckily, you end up being found by Wukong who just happened to run into you

- He immediately got on defense mode because why would there be a stranger in his mountain unless they were looking for a fight?

- It did take a bit but he realized that you weren't a threat

- You explained your situation to him and the Monkey King listened closely, despite the far fetched story he seemed to believe your words.

- After the explanation he agreed to help you out and try to find your way back home

- He was honestly completely clueless as to what to do, so he just brought you somewhere else to chill and talk while you two think of a plan.

- When he first met you, he just wanted you off his mountain. But when talking with you and learning more about your world and you, he seemed to take a great appeal on you.

- Especially when you'd crack a joke, it made him laugh so hard

- You were also fascinated by how this world worked and that there are no Pokemons but instead demons.

- Talking with you never made Wukong this happy and it never made him laugh so hard, last time he laughed this good was when he was friends with Macaque and well... That was a long time ago.

- Before you knew it, it was already late and you two just wasted your time talking instead of figuring out a plan.

- Your Eevee was already asleep beside Wukong on his cloud and snuggled close to him, Wukong didn't seem to mind at all.

- Well, since you had nowhere to go now Wukong allowed you to stay at his place until you figured something out.

- Days and days passed, tho you enjoyed Wukong's company you eventually got bored sitting around and doing nothing, Wukong could tell by the way you seemed less and less cheerful each day

- You two still haven't figured out anything, because you didn't know how you got here in the first place. The best you could hope for was to go to sleep and wake up back in your realm.

- Wukong was a bit saddened that you were still worried about going home, he thought you liked it here and maybe would even consider staying with him ... But he should've guessed you probably have your own family and friends back home, you don't need him...

- To make it up to you, Wukong took you away to show you some places he knew of, he'd show you the Megapolis city too but you two never really went there because someone could recognize Wukong.

- Where you did stop though, was at a beautiful forest full of sunflowers.

- Seeing you so amazed by everything made Wukong happy, you looked so excited he couldn't help but be amused and tease you about it.

- Then, you don't know what happened, but as you two were talking you accidentally tripped and Wukong caught you

- Instead of letting you go and back away, he kept you in his arms

- The next thing you know, you two were reaching closer and closer to each other's face, looking at each other's eyes, then lips and eyes again...

- Just inches away from kissing, something made a crashing sound causing you two to get startled and snap out of the situation you were in

- You realized your Eevee was caught up in vines, and stuck, so you went to help him immediately, but also you were completely red by the whole situation.

- Wukong was red as well, he can't believe what he almost did. He just met you a few days ago, for god's sake!

- But his tail wagged happily when he looked back at that moment you two had just a second ago.

- Well, after that, as usual you hang out quite often.

- Wukong always cuddled you whenever he could, even if you met a few days ago he was quick to get affectionate with you and you didn't mind.

- But your Eevee was a bit jealous when Wukong wanted to cuddle with you instead of him.

- Your Eevee LOVED and adored Wukong, it's almost like Eevee loved him more than you 😭

- Then you met Mk.

- You two immediately bonded very well and Mk invited you to visit Megapolis with him so you don't get lost.

- Wukong allowed you to go but you could see he was a bit sad by it, so to make him feel better you kissed him on the cheek which did in fact, make him instantly happy, his tail wagging rapidly with a huge grin on his face.

- Going to the city with Mk was pretty nice, and you were very grateful for him for showing you around, you also met his friends! They're very nice and kind as well.

- Whenever Mk visited Flower Fruit Mountain, you'd always bake a peach cake or peach something (cause there were only peaches in this mountain) for both Wukong and Mk to feast on when they finished training.

- Wukong would eat way too much of those, he loved your cooking- especially if it included peaches in it

- When Wukong left you all alone on the Flower Fruit Mountain, he said he'd by away for a few days- and more importantly, away from Mk too, you weren't happy but respected his choice but didn't argue.

- After you found out about everything and where Wukong really was? Oh, boy, you were FURIOUS that he left Mk like that with such a stupid reason and you two had a serious talk.

- At least everything was alright after that.

- Then finally, after about two months figured out a way to go back to your home!

- Wukong was happy for you but he also felt deep loneliness and hurt in his heart, he didn't want you to leave.

- After thinking you left, he just went back to the Flower Fruit Mountain. The monkeys around noticed the sudden change in their King's mood and knew what happened.

- Wukong just sat on the tree in silence, he felt his heart empty as it usually was before he met you. He knew it would hurt yet he opened himself to you.

- After a few minutes, Wukong was surprised to hear you calling out his name and he immediately jumped down from the tree.

- "What happened? Did something go wrong?" Wukong was immediately confused and concerned as to why you were still here, Eevee was on your shoulder too.

- After you explained to him you wanted to stay with him, he was SO FREAKING HAPPY

- He hugged you so tightly and spun you around, which caused you to let out a laugh, you weren't expecting that

- And what you weren't expecting more was for Wukong to kiss you on your lips once he put you down on your feet, he still held you close to him.

- That night was beautiful and probably a moment that will forever stay in your memory and make you smile when you look back at it.

Macaque;

- Umbreon? I know, I'm very uncreative.

- When you found yourself in a different world, you immediately began to explore with your Umbreon close by you.

- You could only guess you somehow ended up in a different realm, but you weren't sure exactly how that happened.

- A lot of people around looked at you and your pokemon weirdly as you passed. You ignored their looks of course.

- Honestly you'd probably be wandering around for a few days until you met Macaque.

- It was by accident, you accidentally bumped into him once and when he saw you again a few days later, he did get a bit curious.

- Especially that weird looking creature with you, he could probably take it away from you and figure out how that thing works.

- So, first thing he did was meet you.

- You didn't trust him at first but after a few hours you explained that you weren't from this world.

- Macaque thought you were joking but when you explained everything to him he was a bit shocked and silent.

- He agreed to let you stay with him since he saw you had nowhere to go.

- Mostly he wasn't at the dojo, he'd be somewhere wandering around and hiding in the shadows.

- You didn't mind, you and Umbreon were still trying to figure out a plan of how to return home.

- When Macaque one night arrived injured, you were completely shocked and slightly concerned.

- Macaque thought you'd be sleeping right now so that's why he returned at night, but unfortunately he was wrong.

- He tried to tell he was okay and refused to let you bandage him up, but you weren't letting the topic go so he snapped at you.

- What he wasn't expecting was for you to snap back at him and pull him to the bathroom by his scarf.

- He couldn't do anything but let you bandage him up, he wasn't expecting for you to shout back at him and honestly he was a little impressed.

- But what he didn't understand more is why you were helping him with his injuries.

- When he asked you why, you replied "You let me stay here, and I want to return the favor. Even if it's something small like helping you with your injuries I'll do it. Plus, you shouldn't leave yourself to bleed like that, if you need me to help I will."

- And oh, god, the soft look you gave him caused him to have butterflies in his stomach and his mouth immediately closed before he could respond, his cheeks warm.

- That was the night he caught feelings for you, only he didn't realize it yet.

- Honestly, he was planning to bandage himself without you knowing or looking, but after that incident, every time he got in a fight and was injured he would let you bandage him.

- Of course, he knew how to treat his own wounds, that was just a excuse so he could be closer to you.

- And you definitely knew it but kept quiet about it.

- Macaque was originally going to steal your pet away from you but after spending some time with you and the way you'd do small gestures, whenever that be placing your hand on his shoulder he couldn't bring himself to do it.

- Your pet was weak anyway to be honest, and useless to him.

- So yes, he actually decided to help you and he'd stay with you up at night to figure out a plan with you.

- But due to that, he wasn't sleeping and you noticed by the way he seemed more sluggish than usual when you weren't looking and by the dark circles under his eyes.

- You'd usher him to bed despite his protests, and watch over him until he fell asleep.

- When he fell asleep, you started to read a book with Umbreon on your lap who was also taking a nap, but then you heard a whine.

- You looked down, it wasn't Umbreon, he was snoring quietly.

- But when you looked at Macaque, you realized his body was tense and his eyebrows were furrowed as he grunted, you could tell he was having a nightmare.

- You put Umbreon away and let him sleep on the chair while you hesitantly walked over to Macaque, you didn't want to wake him up since he just fell asleep after 30 minutes or so.

- Instead, you placed your hand on top of his in hopes it would soothe him.

- What you weren't expecting was for Macaque to grab your wrist and pull you harshy towards him until you were laying on top of him while he was hugging you.

- You were completely stunned, but he seemed to finally have calmed down and had a much more relaxing look on his face so it was worth it.

- After a few unsuccessful attempts of trying to escape his grip, you gave up and eventually fell asleep too.

- Oh boy, when macaque woke up he was blushing like crazy when he saw that he was holding you in his arms

- After that none of you address what happened and pretend like you never cuddled in the first place.

- You two spend a lot of nights together, Macaque would be close by your side and rest his head on your shoulder while you two looked through books to find something useful.

- Simple acts like that would end up being much more as days come and go, he'd be very hesitant but he'd wrap his tail around you too, and you'd rest your head on top of his. He did fall asleep like that once.

- He was so desperately touch starved but also didn't want to make the first move to hug you so you'd do it for him.

- After about a few months, you end up finding a way home and Macaque is really happy for you! Or so you thought, he's a good actor and he only pretended to be happy for your sake.

- You couldn't help but feel sad though, right as you were about to leave you hesitated and realized you wanted to stay here.

- Umbreon agreed to be with you too, he was taking a liking in Macaque as well.

- When you arrived back at the dojo, you immediately hugged Macaque leaving him stunned.

- You explained the situation and that you wanted to stay with him.

- Macaque was happy by it, though a sly grin was on his face, he truly was happy on the inside.

- What you weren't expecting was for Macaque to kiss you.

- You kissed him back of course, but the kiss grew heated and the next thing you know your back is pressed against the wall with your hands and legs wrapped around him while you two make out.

- Needless to say, you had a pretty... Memorable night you'd never forget.

S o b

I don't think I'm doing this right, it's like I'm writing a scenario, not a headcanon 😭

It's 2.4k words long 💀

#macaque x reader #sun wukong x reader #lmk macaque x reader #monkie kid x reader #monkie kid #lmk x reader #wukong x reader

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sotwk · 3 months

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I was wondering who are your fancasts for your headcanon world?

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Hiiii Quickie! @quickslvxrr

Am I right in guessing that your question was prompted by my reblog of your reblog of Charlie Hunnam's gif set? XD

Because if so, I will just say that I am very excited to have selected Charlie as my fancast for Théodred of Rohan! (Excited because I hope to start writing chapters of my Eomer x OC fic soon, which actually co-stars dear Théodred.)

I have a growing fancast list for the SotWK AU! I still need to get around to making an official and complete list, but since you seem curious, here is majority of what I have so far.

Apart from Reader Insert stories I write in response to requests, all fics and characters I create are grounded in the SotWK AU, so these characters exist consistently across and crossover between my stories.

SotWK AU Fancast List (a work in progress)

The Royal Family of the Woodland Realm

Elvenking Thranduil - Lee Pace

Elvenqueen Maereth - Jennifer Connelly

Crown Prince Mirion - Henry Cavill

Prince Turhir - Sam Heughan

Prince Arvellas - Rupert Friend

Prince Gelir - Sam Claflin

Prince Legolas - Orlando Bloom

Crown Princess Itarildë - Teresa Palmer

(later Crown) Prince Aranion - Bradley James

Princess Anariel- Gabriella Wilde

Elvenking Oropher - Jason Isaacs

Greenwood Elves

Darthol (Gelir's birth-mate) - Dan Stevens

Olondir (cousin of the Thranduilions) - Jake Gyllenhaal

Rivendell Elves

Elrond - Hugo Weaving

Celebrían - Connie Nielsen

Nimeithel (oc cousin of Celebrían & mother of Itarildë) - Rebecca Ferguson

Elladan - Richard Madden

Elrohir - Sebastian Stan

Silmarillion / First Age Ancestors

Glorfindel - ???? -still searching!-

Elemírë (oc wife of Glorfindel & sister of Elenwë) - Vanessa Kirby

Maglor/Kanafinwë - Ben Barnes

Velcálë (oc wife of Maglor) - Zendaya Coleman

Círdan the Shipwright - Iain Glen

Eäriel (oc wife of Círdan) - Olivia Hussey

Eärondir (oc son of Círdan & father of Maereth) - Alexander Skarsgard

Laurinwen (oc mother of Maereth) - Lily Collins

Dwarves / Line of Durin

Durin III, King of Khazad-dûm- Hugh Jackman

Frerin, son of Thrain - Gerard Butler

Gondorians

Aerdis (oc love interest of Boromir) - Freida Pinto

Anarlas (brother of Aerdis) - Oscar Isaac

Imrahil, Prince of Dol Amroth - Eric Bana

Ivriniel - Isabella Rossellini

Finduilas - Monica Bellucci

Erchirion - Adam Driver

Lothíriel - Gal Gadot

Rohirrim

Théodred - Charlie Hunnam

Signyr (oc shield-maiden & Éomer's love interest) - Katheryn Winnick

Léodor (oc in Éomer's Éored) - Chris Hemsworth

Héothain (oc in Éomer's Éored) - Will Poulter

Haradrim

to be revealed OC - Pedro Pascal

YUP. I almost didn't want to insert that little spoiler of my upcoming fic, but I'm just too excited about fancasting the widely adored Pedro Pascal in my AU. It will be one heck of a character, too! I am SO VERY excited to create Harad OCs (Pedro's will be the main one)!

Thank you for the Ask! Although this list is still messy and incomplete, answering it puts me one step closer to getting an official fancast list done! :)

Just tagging people whom I think/hope might be interested in this:

@hobbitwrangler @scyllas-revenge @ass-deep-in-demons @emmanuellececchi @from-the-coffee-shop-in-edoras @konartiste @hippodameia @a-world-of-whimsy-5 @achromaticerebus @aduialel @asianbutnotjapanese @entishramblings @heilith @ladyweaslette @laneynoir @quillofspirit @stormchaser819 @g-m-kaye @mirra-kan @alwayssevvy @marsharmonicorchestra @laurfilijames @coopsgirl @jane0error @jezzibee @lathalea @cuarthol

Other useful links:

Introduction to SotWK

SotWK HC Masterlist

Fanfiction Masterlist

Fanfiction Request Guidelines

#sotwk answers #sotwk oc #sotwk headcanon #sotwk fancast #lotr #tolkien #tolkien oc #lotr oc #lord of the rings #greenwood the great #thranduil #thranduilion #mirkwood elves #gondor #rohan

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quitealotofsodapop · 4 months

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Wait, I thought red was being babysat during the trial? He's there to protect his favourite uncles during post partum? Did someone go to pick him up during the chaos? Is this the first time he's "met" his grandparents? Ik the sudden labor kinda overshadows everything, including the reason they're in heaven. But there had to be a moment, while everyone was holding their breath after Wukong suddenly left the chat, that the queen mother/jade emperor took notice(had their ankles viciously attacked by a baby dragon and bull tag team).

"Who's goddamn bull child is that?"

Ironfan: Shit

Her parents: *hears her* What-

Red: Mama! Help me protect Uncle Wu!>:( *blows fire at the Jade Emperor's robes as Mei chomps on his other ankle, man is fighting for his life*(neither know who this man is but both know they don't want him near their favorite uncles' room)

Queen mother deciding to be the most unhelpful wife ever bc she doesn't know if she is allowed to interact with the currently on fire calf: Well, this is awkward

PIF *Squints in I fuckin dare you to touch them*

Referencing.

I read that as the JE saying that in the same tone as "Whos white baby is that?"

And describing Wukong as having "left the chat" is just perfect XD

I meant to write it as the Ao Longs bringing Red and Mei to visit Wukong in recovery after they got news of how the Trials went.

PIF would def organise her and Redson's visits so that there's little chance of colliding with the royal couple. She doesnt want the two parties to meet just yet given her and her parents rocky history + not having DBK as backup.

But lil Red is def the type to overhear that "Uncie Wu sick!?" when Pigsy calls the Ao Longs from the Jade Palace, and fire teleport off to protect his fave monkey - Mei in tow.

More chaos is added to "Havoc and Heaven Part 2" as two toddlers (one demon, the other a dragon) pop in to maul the Jade Emperor himself for daring to come close to their fave sworn Uncle.

The Queen Mother hears Red call PIF "momma", see's a tuff of firey red hair (like her own), and just lets out a delighted-shocked "OH!" as the information sinks in that this is her grandbaby!!!

JE is more dense, it takes PIF detaching the little calf up from his ankle to suspect "wait, why is my estrangled daughter tending to this weird baby? And why he calling her momma? And why is my wife cry- OHH!"

Redson: *sets JE's pants on fire*

Queen Mother, former destruction goddess: "Yup. Thats one of mine."

Understandably, things are a little tense in the proceding minutes/days between PIF and her parents... thankfully the rest of the gang are quick to provide defence.

JE may or may not get whacked with a rolling pin by Pigsy for saying something rude about PIF's choice of mate.

#century stone egg au #stone egg talk #lmk red son #lmk pif #lmk princess iron fan #lmk mei #long xiaojiao #lmk aus #lmk #lego monkie kid

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nkirukaj · 15 days

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The Radio Demon & the Billboard Doe (10)

Pairing: Alastor x Fem! OC

Warnings: Swearing; Sexual implications?

Genre: Angst/Fluff (& Humor!)

Word Count: 8.1K

10. Mother

“I have a question!” Voe runs into the parlor, shouting

They look towards her “What is it Voe?” Charlie asks

“What month is it? Please tell me what month it is!”

Charlie strokes her chin and thinks, not knowing the names of months

“You died in March right? So that would make it….September?” Vaggie chimed up

“Holy fuck!” Voe falls face-first on the couch

“What?” Angel leaned over her with his lean frame

She lifts her head up from the couch “It’s almost time,”

“For what?”

“For…the rut”

The others are quite confused “The what?” Charlie asks

Voe sits up “The rut. It’s the name for mating season.”

“Okay,” Angel says “What’s the problem?”

“This is my first year here, my first year as an animal, I don’t know how I’m going to to react to the unending biological desire/need to breed.”

“It’s not really that bad,” Angel plops down on the couch “I mostly take it in stride.”

Voe sits on the arm of the couch “You don’t get it. I’m a horny degenerate on the regs. Imagine that, plus animalistic desire or need.”

“What do you mean you’re a ‘horny degenerate’?” Charlie questions

Voe blinks at her “I mean I’m horny like all the time.”

“Are ya horny now?” Angel raises his brow. Voe looks away not answering the question. “Oh you little slut,” he grins

“Just a little, just a little!” she dips her head in her hands “I don’t know what I’m going to do next month.”

Angel puts his hand on her shoulder “Why do you just, I don’t know. Fuck somebody?”

“This will be an uncontrollable rampage, Angel.”

“Then fuck a lot of somebody’s. Isn’t that what you did when you were alive? Just do it now.”

Voe looks up and thinks “Where am I finding people down?”

“It’s Hell toots. I guarantee that if you went on live and asked ya, little followers, if they wanna fuck you, they’d all say yes. Or at least half of ‘em. Or…..” He raises his eyebrow

“What?”

“Ya don’t really have to go that far to find somebody to fuck toots.”

She tilts her head in confusion “What do you mean?”

“There’s someone you could fuck the floor right above you,” he teases

She scoffs “Oh don’t waste my time,” Angel laughs

“What?” Charlie questions

“Ugh, he’s talking about Alastor.” Voe rolls her eyes

Charlie gets excited “Ooooh, that sounds interesting tell me about that. You like Alastor?”

“I don’t think anyone likes Alastor,” Vaggie says under her breath

“Yup she does,” Angel answers for her

“No!”

“Yeah, she does!” Husker calls from the bar

“Until you make me a fruity drink I don’t wanna hear a word from you!” She points at the cat, who winks at Angel “And can you guys lower your voices, because I don’t want him to hear you.”

Angel puts his arm around her “Why, because you’re scared he’ll reject you?”

“Yeah, why?” Charlie asks

“Because if that cocky bastard thinks I have a crush on him, he will never let me hear the end of it!” she whispers

“But don’t you?”

“No!” she puts her head in her hands again

Angel and Husk both nod silently at Charlie while Voe isn’t looking

“Well Voe, I think that if you do like him. Not saying that you do, but if you do then-“

“What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“Vaggie!” Charlie glares at her girlfriend “If you like him,” Voe glares at her “Or anyone! Then just be yourself and tell them. Anyone would be foolish not to like you! Cuz you’re so amazing!” Charlie ends the pep talk with a bright smile

“Thanks, Charlie, but I don’t need that advice. I know that already. Ugh, I’m going to my room. Fuck you guys.” she flips the men off and exits the parlor.

_________________________________________________________

When Voe comes down to the parlor at night to raid the fridge, she’s wearing her pajamas. A big shirt that just barely covers her tail, shouldn’t be an issue because no one was down here at this time. She opens the fridge. She loved having it be the only light on the entire floor. Sometimes she stood in the fridge and ate, other times she took the food to her room.

After taking about another cold pan of jambalaya from the fridge and placing some on a plate, Voe’s ears twitched at the quiet sound of floorboards creaking. She stops her movement instantly, searching the darkness to find nothing. She relaxes her shoulders only to be startled into screaming when she turns to close the fridge and sees the tall red demon standing on the other side of the door, just barely bathed in light.

“Ahh, what the fuck!” she jumps backward, fists bared

Alastor only chuckles at her shock and fear “Don’t mind me, continue on with your plans.”

Voe turns on a lamp, which only covers a small area, but it is enough to see him at least. “This is the second time I’ve seen you down here. Why are you always down here in the dark?”

“These are my nighttime activities. It seems you were the only one unaware of that.”

“You don’t sleep?”

“Not if I can help it. But the real question is, why are you always down here?”

“What?”

“You come down here every night at this exact time to take food from the fridge and eat, why?”

She blushes “How do you know that?”

“I hear you,” is what he said, but the truth was that he smelled her “Now do tell me why. I was beginning to get offended at your aversion to my cooking.”

“Your cooking is fine.” he raises his eyebrow “It’s good. Great I guess, whatever.” Alastor smiles and waits, expecting more. Voe inhales “I just don’t like eating in front of people okay, geez.”

“Why not?”

She rolls her eyes “Is that really even your business?”

“Fair enough, I’ll mind my business. But I did approach you for a reason.”

“Yes?” She asks getting increasingly irritated

“This afternoon I will be taking a walk around the city, would you like to accompany me?”

Voe widens her eyes in confusion “Is that a joke?”

Alastor seems playfully offended “I think that it is very clear when I’m joking.”

“You want me to go on a walk with you, why?”

“Sometimes it’s nice to have company,”

“Yeah, but me?”

“Yes,”

“Why me?”

“Why not you?”

“I thought you didn’t like me.”

Alastor shrugs “I told you my opinion of you has changed,”

“So you do like me?”

“Would you like to come or not?’

“Sure.”

“Lovely,”

Voe stands up straight “But you do like me then?”

“I’ll see you at noon. Goodnight, my dear.” Alastor once again dissipates into shadows

When noon arrived Alastor stood at the door, dusting off his sleeves, waiting for Voe to come downstairs.

“Ooooh Alastor, what are you getting into today?” Charlie bounces over to the Overlord

“Just going on a walk, my dear.”

“Nice! Get some fresh air! What are you waiting for?”

“I’m waiting for my walking buddy, of course!”

Charlie is confused “Your walking buddy?”

Voe comes rushing down the stairs with her super speed, causing papers and anything not nailed down to get blown back by the wind she created. When she stops in front of Alastor and Charlie she lays down her flowing sundress and fixes her hair, which is down today.

“I’m not late!” She says to Alastor

“Right. Okay, we should be going now!” as they both exit the doors

“Wait, you two are-?” the Princess’s voice is cut off by the sound of the door slamming

They are walking in silence, their heels clicking on the pavement. The sounds of crackling fire and screaming sinners fill the air for them. Voe looks around at the sky and notices all the demons that jump away or light themselves on fire when she passes with Alastor. She looks up at him and he sports a closed-lipped smile as he looks straight ahead. They pass the area that she fell into when she first arrived, still remembering how her face hurt when she landed on it.

“Ooh that’s where I melted those guys’ faces,” she says to herself looking off the path

“Hmm?” Alastor questioned, looking down

“No, I just said that’s where I melted those guys faces,’”

“Look at you, coming into Hell and starting chaos” He looks back up ahead

“I didn’t really start anything. If anything, I just added to it.”

“And finished it?”

She looks up in thought “I suppose,”

They continue on in silence until reaching ‘Cannibal Town’, which Voe reads off the sign. She notes how all the residents have creepy smiles like Alastor’s and pitch-black eyes. He leads her into a building filled to the brim with sinners and once inside he says

“Excuse me for a moment, I have to go say hi to a friend,” and disappeared into the crowd instantly

Voe didn’t like being left alone in situations where she only knew one person. Now she was hoping nobody else noticed her because she was not prepared to talk to anyone else at this time. She made herself busy by looking at the displays of fingers and hands. Do they not take the nails off when they eat them? Wait. Do they eat these…raw? She mulled over the thought of eating raw meat, and it sent a disgusting shiver down her spine.

Alastor returned with a tall lady, dressed in old-fashioned clothes and a rather large and ostentatious hat, black eyes, and the same grin as everyone else, although on her it wasn’t so creepy. Voe was slightly intimidated by her stature and presence, she radiated confidence, joy, and respect.

“Alastor I do enjoy your visits, but you know I’m very busy. You can’t just keep showing up here unannounced,” she said to him

“I love stopping by to see you! And I wanted to introduce you to someone new in Hell. I believe you’d like her,”

He leads the woman over to Voe, who waves shyly. “She’s one of the hotel residents and I invited her to come on a walk with me. A darling doe named Voe.” He gestures toward her

“Hi,” she says

“Well hello! Look at you, so pretty!”

“So I’ve been told,” she flips her hair, flattered at the compliment. She laughs at the doe’s brazenness

“And Voe, this is my good friend Rosie, one of the few Overlords more dangerous than me,”

“This new generation of sinners is something else. Alastor, what are you doing with this pretty young thing?”

“Calm down, we’re just going for a walk! I wanted to come see my friend!”

Rosie puts her hands on her hips “And you brought her? Why?”

“She’s one of the least annoying friends I have.”

“Friends? Haven’t heard you use that word in a while!”

Voe is also shocked by his use of the word ‘friend’. She wasn’t aware that that was the kind of relationship they had at this point. Shocked, but pleased.

“I just wanted you to meet the newcomer. She’s pretty famous, she goes by ‘Voe the Beau’.”

“Alastor you know I don’t frequent the interwebs!” She laughs and turns to Voe “Very nice to meet you ‘Voe the Beau’,” she bends down to be eye-level with the doe.

“I’m sorry, but you are literally Mother right now,” Voe says to Rosie

Rosie is shocked and confused by her statement. She looks to Alastor who is just as, if not more confused than she. Voe is smiling giddily so Rosie shrugs it off “I suppose I’ll take that as a compliment,” Voe nods profusely

“I do have a question,”

“What’s that?”

“Do you eat this stuff raw?”

“Well of course! It’s the only way to eat it!”

Voe looks around “But why?’ she asks “Like, if you cook the flesh you’d still be cannibals. So why eat it raw?”

Rosie glances toward Alastor and rolls her eyes “I started getting this question nonstop nowadays. This new generation!” Rosie waves her off “Now Missy, we’ve all got our own tastes, we can eat however we want,” She leans down to her again

“Okay,” Voe blushes “Yes Mother,” she says under her breath

Voe feels a yank on her tail, she turns around to see a young child behind her. A warmth in her chest arises and her heart swells. She loves children.

“Hey! You have a tail!” the child says

“I do have a tail indeed,”

“Can I pull it?”

“Well, no. But I can play with you and your friends if you like.”

She’s dragged away by the child to sit on the floor in a circle of cannibal children, tossing around the bone of a leg they had all just shared

“Guys!! We didn’t save the lady any leg!”

Voe smiles “Oh no, I’m perfectly fine, you don’t have to share with me!”

“I have a finger I can share!” spoke a different child

“My mommy gave me a toe!”

“I’ve got a whole foot!”

Voe was grinning at her absolute limit, trying to convince these kids that she was satisfied as they tried to get her to eat one of the limbs they had spared. Alastor stood in the same spot watching as she got lost in the crowd of children, his smile softening slightly as he inhaled and exhaled deeply.

“What do you think of her?” he says to Rosie

“She seems like a nice girl. What do you think of her?”

“She’s quite tolerable to be around, yes?” he says without looking at her

Rosie pursed her lips “Now Alastor, why’d you really bring her to me?” she spoke from behind him

He snaps out of his little trance “Whatever do you mean, Rosie?”

Rosie looks as though he’s trying to play her for a fool “I thought for sure I had you pegged, and there you are, surprising me again!”

“What are you talking about, my dear?”

“Nothing,” she surrenders, holding up her hands “It’s just,” she whispers in his ear “You’re starin’ a little more than usual.”

“Something about her, I just can’t put my finger on it.”

Rosie nods next to him, knowing exactly what he means before he does

On their walk back, Alastor pointed out a tea shop “Would you like some tea?” He asked her

Voe wasn’t exactly paying attention when she heard his request “What?”

“Would you like some tea?”

“Uh sure,” They walk into the tea shop and he orders one for her “Oh right, you don’t like tea.”

“Oh, you noticed?”

She looks up at him “Oh, well yeah.”

“Mhmm.” He looks up again taking the tea when it’s handed to him. They walk out and he passes it to her, grazing her fingers as he does. She can feel the sharpness of his claws on her knuckles

She holds the tea with both hands and looks up “You’re being nice,”

“I suppose I am,”

“Why?”

“Why not?”

They keep walking “You’re not normally nice,”

“Would you rather me be mean?”

She smirks, “I’m not sure,” she sips the tea “Holy fuck that’s good as shit!”

Alastor chuckles at this reaction, his pupils lowering to view her gulping down the hot tea. They continue walking in silence as Voe plays with her wrist, and tugs on her ear, growing restless.

“Why did you want me to come on this walk?” she finally burst

“I do believe I already told you why,”

“But we just walked there and now we’re just walking back. Like, we’re not even talking!” she drinks more of the tea, her brows furrowed

His pupils are on her as he continues to walk forward “That is what I invited you to. A walk.”

Voe pouts as she finishes her tea, holding the cup until she can find a trash can “That’s boring as hell,”

Alastor shrugs as they continue to walk

“Are you a cannibal?”

Alastor rolls his eyes, knowing she wouldn’t be able to stay silent for long “Yes,”

She widens her eyes “So you eat other people?”

“That is the definition, darling.”

She stares straight ahead, in shock for a moment “So did you get something from where we were?”

“No, today I’m in the mood for venison.”

She looks around in confusion “Isn’t that deer?”

“Mhmm,”

Voe starts snickering somewhat randomly, and Alastor stops to look at her, wondering what was so funny. When she sees him staring, she says “Of all the meats you could prefer, you found a way to be a cannibal, twice!” Alastor smirks at the somewhat amusing coincidence

“I suppose that is funny,”

“So like, were you that tall in real life or…”

“Why?”

“Because everyone is like a giant or a tree. I’m trying to figure out what the fuck happened to me.”

“Perhaps that is part of your punishment,”

“I think my punishment is growing fur on my legs, and having my ears on top of my head now. How am I supposed to listen to music like this??”

“Don’t think about that, think about how adorable it makes you look, little doe.” He pinches her cheek

“Yeah, I know.” There’s a beat of silence before Voe chirps up again “You know you’re cute too.”

He does not respond to this. It has been quite a while since someone has dared to call him ‘cute’, especially to his face.

“Do you think you’re attractive?” Voe piped up again.

“I believe that I am wonderful.”

“That’s not what I asked you,” she scoffs

He takes a moment to think “I suppose I do find myself attractive.”

“Hmm.” She smiles, humming to herself

Alastor looks down, pleased by the interaction.

When they arrive back at the hotel, Alastor stops her before she enters the doors.

“I’d like to discuss something with you, my dear.”

“Yeah, what’s up?”

“I require something from you.” Voe raises her brow “This will benefit both of us,”

“Mhmm?” she responds “What is it?”

He approaches, standing as close as he possibly can “Give me, your soul.” Voe widens her eyes “And I will teach you to control your powers, and I will protect you. It’s quite a good deal really.” He bends down to meet her eyes.

Vera sticks her hip out, thinking “No.”

“No?” Alastor is shocked “What do you mean ‘no’?”

“I mean no. I am not giving you my soul.”

“Why not??” He questions, growing annoyed “I’m offering you protection and power.”

“A soul isn’t something that you can put a price on. I plan to own mine for eternity. Alastor’s eye starts to twitch “Why do you want to own me anyway?”

He looks away, not wanting to confront her gaze. “It’s really nothing my dear. It’s just a soul. You’re not using it.”

“If it’s nothing, why do you want it?”

“Because I’m willing to protect you.”

“But I didn’t ask you to.”

“I know, but we are becoming friends now, at least that’s what I thought you wanted, so I’d like to protect you.”

She smiles sarcastically “Ah, yes the age-old rule of friendship, one has to own the other.”

“Now now, I think you are misunderstanding the lack of value that your soul has, right now, it’s just a burden. Let me take that burden from you.”

“Of course, and you’re being so altruistic by helping me out.”

“Well, what’s the big deal? Angel gave his soul away and he’s doing just fine,”

Voe scoffs “Yeah, right. He is clearly miserable, no matter how much he lies to me about it.”

“Ah yes, being the most famous adult film star in Pentagram City is misery.”

“Oh don’t be dense! You know Valentino is weird. And not in a good way!”

“He is a bit feminine-“

“That is not what I meant!”

“What do you mean, my dear?” Alastor’s eyes pierced into her

Voe closes her eyes “What I am saying is that my soul is important to me, and I need to know why you want it.”

“To help you! Isn’t that what I said?” He tilts his head

“Okay, then give me yours.”

“You’re not powerful enough to take it,”

“That shouldn’t matter if you give it to me.”

“Why would you want my soul?”

“Why not? It’s just a soul. It’s a burden, I’m helping you out!”

“But, I gave you a reason. You haven’t given me one.”

“You didn’t give me one.”

“I did! I want to protect you. You’re not powerful enough to protect me. Or even yourself!”

Voe looks irritated “I can protect myself.”

“But what about Angel?”

“What about Angel?”

“You can’t protect him.”

Voe doesn’t respond to this. She purses her lips, looking away from the taller demon.

“Like I said, give me your soul and I can help you…” his tone was sticky sweet and she started to consider it.

She shakes her head vigorously “No. If we’re going to be friends, we’re going to be equal.”

“Who said we wouldn’t be?”

“You own Husk, right?”

“Mhmm”

“You two are not equal.”

“Oh, Husker’s different. He’s just a sad old drunken gambler. He needs me.”

“And I don’t want to get to that point.”

His smile stretches up to his hairline “Oh, I would never do that to you. You’re much too smart.”

“I bet you said that to him!”

He rolls his eyes “You might be the only sinner this stubborn.”

She snickers “Of course not. You’re here too.”

“You really want to keep your soul?”

“Why are you asking me that, as if it’s unreasonable?!”

“I suppose you’re right..” he says looking quite annoyed

“Hey….” she leans forward

“What?” he glares down at her

“Are you upset?”

He scoffs and enters the hotel doors, closing them behind him.

“Wow,” Voe steps back “Someone’s upset,” she said under her breath before entering the hotel doors herself.

_________________________________________________________

Voe had been summoned to work in the middle of an afternoon, very unusual behavior from her boss, but of course she came. When she arrived, however, she did not find Velvette immediately. She saw Valentino smoking a cigarette and Vox pacing around hyped up on rage. Velvette approached her from the side.

“Hey love, you’re gonna want to sit down. Vox is not happy.”

Vox throws a table across the studio, sending papers flying

“Hey! Stop destroying my studio! It’s literally always me!” She goes to pick up the papers that he dropped, as he kicks in a door.

“YOU!!!!” he points at Voe, storming towards her “You said that he would be talking about me!!! Were you trying to make me look foolish?? Do you think this is a game???”

“Hey! HEY! No! Use your words!” Velvette yelled back at him

Vox calms himself down and repeats the question “You said, he would be talking about me. But he ended up talking about you. Why??” he asked, riling himself up again

“That’s just what he told me!”

“Right, and then he goes on his broadcast to talk about you. And that’s just a coincidence?”

“I suppose..” she looks away

“Are you working with him?? Against us??”

“No!”

“Then what the fuck was that?”

“I don’t know, I guess he just thought it was funny!”

Vox laughs full of insanity “Well here’s a joke, you’re fired!”

Voe’s stomach drops and she starts to sweat. Her mouth drops open, and she tries to keep the tears in her eyes from falling.

“Now hold on Vox, this is my employee, and I think there’s a better course of action that we can take.” Velvette claps her hands and the contract from earlier reappears. She turns to Voe “It’s been 5 months sweets. It’s time.”

Vox pushes her out of the way “Sign the contract or get the FUCK out!”

Valentino starts to laugh evilly. “Perfecto,” Valentino purrs, blowing smoke in her face again

“It’s time,” Vox stood in front of her, one of his eyes growing large

Voe is apprehensive “Uhh, this is my soul.”

“Do you want to be on billboards or not?” Velvette lifts her chin with her index finger. She manifests a quill and slides it into Voe’s hand.

‘Voe the Beau’ she signs, and it disappears. She looks to Velvette as Vox starts throwing a tantrum “Are you FUCKING kidding me?!”

“Oh calm down Vox,” she turns back to Voe “Is that your real name?” Voe shakes her head “Well write your real name,”

The three Vees all lean in cackling maniacally as she drags the quill over the contract. V-E-R-A

“Excellent,” Vox’s voice lowers in pitch “Now you’re going to help us destroy that Old Timey Prick, understand, my dear?”

Voe stares up at the man, nodding “Yes,”

_______________________________________________________

The gang had started setting up for the party a few days ago, but Voe had just begun to notice.

“Hey, Voe!” Charlie waves “Do you wanna help set things up?”

She taps her chin “Not really,”

“Are you serious? This was your idea, and you’ve literally been nowhere to be found since we started working on this.” Vaggie scolded

“Vaggie! She just started working, give her a break!”

“Angel works, and he’s helping.”

“Angel has six arms,” Voe refutes

“No one said you had to do anything big. You could literally put up some posters or decorations. You don’t even participate in Charlie’s activities! Are you even trying to be redeemed??” Vaggie scoffs while Voe has no response “Ugh, whatever.” She walks off

“Vaggie!” she turns to Voe “Sorry Voe I know you’re doing your best.” she follows Vaggie out of the room

Voe didn’t know what to do at that moment. She didn’t want to start helping now and it would feel like everyone was staring at her, but she didn’t want to go to her room and prove them all right. She enters the kitchen and takes a seat. Niffty is sweeping the table furiously and muttering to herself. Voe sits and watches her clean.

“Mommy, what are you doing?!”

“Hmm? What?”

Niffty pokes her with the broom “You’re in my way! I need to clean!” she moves her out of the kitchen with the broom “Make it clean, make it clean!” she keeps muttering as Voe leaves.

No one wants you here.

She makes her way to Lucifer’s tower, with nothing to do and feeling very superfluous. It seemed like everyone was mad at her. She knocks on the door.

Lucifer opens the door “Can I help you-oh! Hey Voe! You can tell Charlie I’ll be down in a minute to help. I’m working on my Ducky ducks.”

“Um, hi. I was wondering if I could hang out in here?” She looks sheepish

“Oh yeah, of course.” He opens the door and lets her in as she goes to his wardrobe.

When Voe enters the room, she notices the King’s bare back. She watches him drape his shirt over his body. She closes the door. She continues to stare as he turns around to face her.

“Welcome back Ducky,” he widens his arms

“You don’t have to button up if you don’t want to. I mean, it’s…your lair, right?” a blush creeps up her neck “I mean, it’s your body, do what you want. I-“ she shakes her head

He tilts his says “You alright? You seem a bit on edge.”

She doesn’t answer but makes a few confusing gestures in response.

“Aww, what’s wrong with my Ducky? Is it Alastor again?” He pats the seat next to him and she sits in it

“Um, no. I just feel really out of place right now.”

“Would you like to stay in here for the rest of the day?”

She nods and he opens his arms. She lays on his still-exposed chest, feeling his warmth, and before she knows it, falls right to sleep.

She woke up to Lucifer shaking her “Hey,” he whispered in her ear “You wanna get ready for the party or do you wanna stay up here?”

“Hmm? Party?”

“You can stay up here if you’re not feeling up to it,”

Her eyes flutter open “Party? Oh shit, my party! They need me!” She stands up instantly “Sorry,” she says to the King “I’d love to see you down there,” she tells him as she leaves the room.

She couldn’t host a party dressed like this. She made a beeline to her bedroom, throwing out a mountain of clothes to find the slim party dress she got from Velvette. (Hot pink of course). She removes her glasses and puts her hair up in a high pony, with some pieces falling in the front. She checks out her makeup, decides that it will suffice for the night, and heads her little tushy downstairs.

Once she heads downstairs she’s greeted by a very high Angel Dust “Hey! You finally made it!”

“Yeah, of course, it was my idea!”

“I thought you were gonna flake on us! Come here, sit down. Have some of Angel Dust!” he grins

“Do you mean you or crack?”

Angel gestures toward the table, picking up a baggie to show her

“How long have you been high today?”

“Not long, like 48 hours? I think?”

“Okay, you should do that…less.”

He crosses two of his arms “I’ll stop doing crack when you admit you’re either fucking Alastor or Lucifer!”

“I’m not fucking either of them!”

“And I’m not gonna stop doing crack!”

“You weren’t gonna stop anyway.”

“You damn right!” He laughs and pulls her into a side hug “I love our relationship!” She laughs and hugs him back “Have a great time toots!”

Voe goes to the front of the parlor and puts her phone on a stand. She goes live on Sinstagram and speaks to the camera.

“This is Voe the Beau speaking. Coming to you live from the littest party this side of the Pentagram! Anybody who’s anybody is here and is staying here. Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel bitches!”

oh shit they have parties over there??

ain’t nobody going to that shitty ass hotel

you look GOOD girl

“Thank you, thank you. Now that I’m here, parties are what’s on the agenda. We know that drinking and drugs do NOT make you a bad person. They’re just activities you can take part in to have fun. And we know that having fun is an essential part of redemption. Am I right?” she turns to Angel and calls him over “Angel! Angel! ANGEL!!”

“What?” he comes over

“Talk to the live!”

“Wassup bitches!!! Come hit up the hotel. Free drinks, free drugs, and free SEX. In any room you like!”

Voe enters the camera “Not mine,”

“Definitely hers!”

“Nope! Not mine! The only one having sex in there is ME!”

i would totally come jus to have sex in her room

do we get to fuck u angel????

are u free 2night angel???

“Nope! I’m never free!” He cackles and walks back over to the table with the crack

“I’m technically free. You don’t pay with money, but you do pay.” She sticks out her tongue “Charlie! Charlie! Come here!” the Princess walks over “Talk to your people!”

“Hi?” She says with a drink in her hand

lol look it’s the bitch that leaves everyone starving and homeless

nobody gives a fuck about that bitch

can we cum fuck the princess of hell 2night?

“She is in a committed relationship, you guys.

can we kill the princess of hell???

“If y’all touch my bitch, Charlie, I’m ripping your fucking legs off, and that’s on period!”

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

“Maybe I should go?” she looks slightly uncomfortable and walks away

“Look what y’all did! Being mad fucking rude! Now y’all on timeout!” She walks away from the phone and over to the bar. “Hey Husker, are you still not willing to make me a good drink,”

“I would make you a good drink, but you keep asking for trash!”

“You’re telling me everyone here is fine with the hard stuff?”

“People wanna get drunk, they don’t care how. Nobody else is picky like you!”

She rolls her eyes “And no one else is as stubborn as you.” She pushes herself off the bar chair and waltzes to the middle of the dance floor.

The great thing about the lights being dimmed for this party was that Alastor was able to blend in with the shadows, able to watch the residents and other employees at this party without having to engage in it himself. In the shadows, he stood and observed, the effeminate spider snorting lines of snow, the princess and her partner standing off to the side only interacting with each other, Husker behind the bar looking miserable and Niffty running under people’s feet cleaning things they’ve dropped. Yes, from this spot he could see them all.

Including her. He watched as she flitted about going from person to person, watching as she moved, as she danced. He watched as she put her hands on her hips, threw them in the air, and tucked strands of scarlet curls behind her ear. She was not wearing her glasses tonight, and without the frames, he was able to lay his eyes on the freckles that adorned her cheeks. A darker brown than her skin, perfectly framing and contrasting her red irises. The dress she wore hugged her frame and accentuated parts of her body that were hidden in her more modest choices of dresses. All this he noticed from the shadows.

Alastor had not spoken to her since she had declined to give him her soul. He would admit that the ask was a bit impromptu and his pitch wasn’t as airtight as it would usually be, but he thought of it as a good investment on the walk back from Rosie’s emporium. All in all, it still seemed like a good deal in his eyes. But when she told him no, it lit him on fire internally. He was disgusted, enraged, and- not that he would ever admit it -embarrassed. Surprisingly not embarrassed at the rejection, but at what came after. Why do you want to own me anyway? She’d asked. He’d been asked that many times, as a deal maker, and he always made it clear that what he wanted it for was his business, but this was the first time he’d dodged the question, not because he didn’t have an answer, but because his answer frightened him. For the first time, it was an answer that he didn’t even want to admit to himself, let alone to the person he sought to make a deal with. No matter, he would inevitably win her soul, maybe not today, but he had all of eternity to find a game she’d be willing to play.

Voe slinks away from the parlor and enters the kitchen, just to sit. She leans back against the wall, closing her eyes and inhaling deeply before exhaling a long breath. She remains there with her eyes closed before hearing

“Unfortunately I have to eat my own words, my dear.” Voe turns to find Alastor standing beside her “This was in fact, a good idea.”

Voe smirks “I know.”

“I saw you…dancing” He said

She smiles up at him “I love to dance. Not like I’m a dancer or anything but, I took classes” She shrugs “I don’t know what I’m saying.” She laughs at herself

“It makes sense. I’m not a dancer either, but I can do a mean jitterbug,” he sits down

Voe laughs, and when she’s done a small smile is left “Are you still upset?”

“I have taken the time to think on it, and I have forgiven you,”

She scoffs “Forgiven me?? I did nothing wrong. Might I remind you, that you were upset with me just for wanting to know why you wanted my soul.” She leans back in her chair

“I remember,” he says, his tone bordering on acidic

Voe glances back at him “If anything, I should be mad at you,”

“And why is that?”

“Because it’s just like a man to demand that he gets to own you,”

“Except I offered something in return,”

The doe turns to face him “They always do! But they never deliver.”

“I assure you that has never been an issue for me.”

“And how am I supposed to know? There’s too many that lie. And even when they aren’t lying, they do deliver and you find out it wasn’t worth it”

“Excuse me for my gentlemanly instincts to protect and help a lady”

“You use that word so loosely and unfoundedly. ‘Gentlemanly’. What even is that? There are no gentle men. Men are aggressive and manipulative. They demand control of you and make you suffer for it. You wanna know why I’m so stubborn? Maybe because I’ve dealt with too many ‘gentlemen’ who weren’t really ‘gentlemen’. If men could be ‘gentle men’, then maybe I’d be free to be a lady!” She spits back at the Overlord

“And I am telling you that I take that descriptor quite seriously. I may be a fearsome demon, but I was raised correctly by the strongest of women. I know of the struggles you refer to and even in death I work every. Single. Day. To be the solution to the problem that you’re afraid of.” The pitch of his voice lowers as he gets more serious “I may be capable of unspeakable things, but I am a demon of my word, so if I say that I am a gentleman, believe it. I am a gentleman and you are a lady, and I not only desire but crave to help and protect you.”

When he finishes speaking he looks down to realize that he is towering over her. She is looking at him with dilated pupils and her two-tone lips are slightly parted as she breathes heavily through them. Her chest rises and falls as she turns her head up to look him in the eye. The distance between them was shorter than a pinky finger, he could feel her breath on his neck, and see the flush rising up hers.

He had never been this close to her, and the only thing he was aware of at this point was her. All he could see was her face, all he could hear was her breath, and all he could smell was her scent. There it was yet again, that burning, unfamiliar to him, somewhere inside his chest.

They sit in silence for a beat.

He whispers “Why are you in here? This is your party after all.”

“Yeah,” she responds, her eyes darting around his face and chest “Sometimes I just need a break you know? A lot of music, a lot of people. I need to take a breather for my own sanity.” She laughs dryly “I’m surprised that’s one thing that followed me from life”

“I take it you’re not drinking.”

She nods “Correct,”

“Why not? Everyone else is,”

“Well, because Husker refuses to make me the kinds of drinks I like.”

“Which are?”

“Any kind of fruity or sweet drink. Preferably the kind where you can’t actually taste the alcohol.” she chuckles

“Oh my, that’s quite the request,” he squints his eyes

“Whatever, it’s what I like,” she shrugs shakily

“Husker my good friend!” Alastor calls to the cat over the music, when the bartender looks, Alastor says “Make the darling doe what she requests!”

Voe looks at the cat, sticking out her tongue and holding up her middle fingers as he sneers back at her. When he finally brings her the drink, she’s very excited. Alastor stares as she lifts the glass, wraps her lips around the rim, and empties it within seconds. “More rounds for the lady here!” he calls back to the cat and watches as she grins. After about 3 glasses, Voe began to feel the warmth overtake her. She shakes her head as Alastor watches her close her eyes and tilt her head back.

“Are you done?” he whispers to her

She shakes her head “One more,” she whispers back “I just want one more, and then I’ll be done,” she says and turns to look at the tall demon’s face, not being able to stop herself from grinning. He grins back at her and they start laughing. A constrained giggle is the best way to describe what came from their mouths. Husker brings the last glass for her along with a bottle and shot glass for Alastor.

“Ah you know me well, my good man.” He fills up his own glass, reaching over Voe and she stares at his arm, her eyes widening

“You have really long arms,” she turns back to him with wide eyes

He downs his shot and looks at her “I suppose so,”

Voe opens her mouth to say something when Angel calls for her “Voe! Come over here toots! Cherri and Sugar are here!”

She turns to Alastor, “I’ll be back,” she reaches out to touch him, but then simply pats the air around him

“Ohh, hey it’s you,” Cherri rolls her eye

“Hey, sexy…” she wiggles her fingers

Cherri glances at Angel “Oh she is pissed” She grins “Maybe now she’ll be less weird!”

Voe looks at Sugar “Hey girlie… I haven’t seen you in forever. You look so pretty.”

“Um thanks,” Sugar says, feeling uncomfy

“How are those pills not working yet?” Cherri asks Sugar

Sugar is holding her arm “‘Cuz I didn’t take them?”

“What the fu- take ‘em!”

Sugar rolls her eyes and throws her head back ingesting the mystery pills

“Oooh, what are we doing?” Voe does a shoulder shimmy

“LSD and X?”

Voe frog blinks “Like…like…like…ecstasy?”

“Yeah,”

“I’ve never done that before,”

“Here,” Cherri opens her palm and has two of the pills in her hand

Her eyes are wide looking at Cherri’s hand

“Thought you didn’t do hard drugs toots,” He leans all over the girls

“It’s the only drug to do,” She pops one into her mouth

“I’ll smoke weeeeed. DOES ANYONE HAVE ANY WEED?”

Cherri “I’ve got marijuana tablets,” she pulls some out of her pocket

Angel gasps looking offended “You had marijuana tablets and didn’t tell me?”

Voe takes a tablet and ingests it “And now we wait,” she grins

Voe stands on the table in the parlor and starts to dance, her body swaying to the music. Alastor crosses his legs in the kitchen, downing another shot he sees her as she’s perched up on the table. Her curls wildly whipped back and forth with her head. The traceable curve of the arch in her back as she bends, and everything moves in slow motion as he watches her. He blinks and she is in front of him, leaning over to look into his face.

“Hi,” she’s very smiley and she hasn’t stopped moving, still somewhat dancing to the music. She wiggles her fingers at him

“Hello,” he speaks calmly and evenly

“You look so pretty sitting there,” she steps closer to him

He widens his eyes, “I take it that you’re now ossified?”

She squints “Are you asking me if I’m drunk?” she points at him

“Yes,” he nods

“Well…” she wiggles her finger, pointing at him “Yes,” she grins widely “But I know what I’m saying!”

“Mhmm”

“Yeah,”

“Be careful,”

She nods, her eyes wide and innocent “Okay,”

“Good girl,” he said, cupping her chin and dragging each claw over her skin. She felt her core twitch at his words but ignored it.

She bats her lashes “I want to touch your hair! Can I please? Just for one second. One second!” she begged

He sighs “Proceed,”

She giggles excitedly and her fingers quickly and lightly caress his strands, her mouth is agape “It’s so fluffy!”

He chuckles “I suppose,”

“Would you like to touch my hair?”

Alastor shrugs “Sure,”

Voe hangs her head down in front of him, he grabs her ponytail with sufficient force and lets the strands run through his fingers.

“Oh my, it’s quite thick.”

Voe puts her head back up and giggles “Just like me,”

“Exactly,” he winks

“Your voice is so…” she does a chef’s kiss

“Thank you?” he raises his brow

“No, thank you.”

“For?”

She puts her finger on her lips and just giggles “I’ll be back,” she says again, heading back to the parlor

She returns to the dance floor and Alastor’s smile settles, until seeing that turkey they call the King of Hell approach her. He taps her on the shoulder and she turns around and is quite excited, her grin going from ear to ear. She pulls him into a tight hug and the tighter the hug gets the tighter Alastor’s chest feels. She says something to him and it causes a sly grin to form on his face.

“Do you wanna dance with me?”

“I’d be delighted to,”

“Okay, but you have to drink too”

“Oh, I’m not much of a drinker..”

She holds a shot in front of him “Oh come on..”

He takes the glass “Well, maybe a few,” he downs the shot quickly and reaches for the other shot in Voe’s hand, downing that as well. Voe wraps her arms around the King’s neck and pulls him closer to her

“How do you feel?” she whispers to him

“Pretty relaxed actually,”

She bites her lip “That’s good,” she takes his hat off and places it on her head, smirking at him. When the song changes, Voe turns herself so her back is touching Lucifer’s chest. She takes an arm and pulls him to press against her, Lucifer holding her hips in place, his face pressed into her neck. Alastor watches as she grinds her body against Lucifer, he squints and every moment where his front connects with her back is another inch that Alastor can feel vomit creeping up his throat. What on earth is he doing to her? Defiling her and in public! Lucifer spins her around by her hips, she looks shocked, but when he pulls her in with her chest touching his, he leans down toward her lips with his own and she leans in as well, almost closing the space between them. Alastor’s eyes widen and the air is caught in his throat.

“Voe,” he speaks sternly. The doe’s ears twitch in response and she turns her head toward him she smiles

“Everyone wants a piece of me tonight!” she whispers something in Lucifer’s ear and he whispers back, making her giggle, she comes over to Alastor “At your service Sir Bucky,” she bends down once more and giggles

“I was just wondering, you said you have taken dance classes, and I have yet to see you dance.”

She blinks in confusion “I was just dancing,”

“That was dancing?” he raises his eyebrow smirking

“Yeah!”

“Hmm, could’ve fooled me,” he taps his temple

Voe huffs and stands up straight “Are you saying I can’t dance?”

“If the tap shoe fits…” with a close-lipped smirk

She furrows her brow “I can dance!”

“Then, by all means, prove it.”

She looks around “How?” she pouts

“Is this not a party?” He stands and outstretches his hand “Show me what you’ve got”

She looks at his outstretched hand and back up at his face with awe. She places her hand inside his. His hand was cold and smooth, he placed his other on her waist and squeezed it slightly. He pulls her closer to him and her eyes are wide, her lips slightly parted and her head looking up at him. They start to dance, classic style, the music smooth and slow, not exactly Alastor’s preference, but better than the vulgar nonsense that was being played before. He led her, dancing her around in circles, twirling her, and pulling her close in what felt like a beautiful eternity. He ended with a gentlemanly dip, giving a light flick to Lucifer’s hat on her head, making it fall off. She stares at him in shock, while he stares at her like she is a delicious snack.

“You know what I just realized?” She asked with her chest heaving at every breath

“Hmm?” He questioned with a grin on his face

“You sly buck, you just wanted me to dance with you” A smile creeps on her face. His grin turns evil and mischievous, his hand still firmly pressed on her back “You could have just asked.” Voe pressed her palms on Alastor’s hard chest, then brought them up to his shoulders, staring at him all the while. He had sweat on his forehead and some in his hair.

“Where’s the fun in that?”

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Stubborn

Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: When you’re excluded from a hunt you decide to take matters into your own hands. Pretty fast you realize that setting off alone wasn’t such a good idea.

Words: 8,3k

Warnings: angst, language, Dean being a dick, fluff, friends to lovers

A/N: English isn’t my mother tongue so please excuse any mistakes! :)

Masterlist

~~~

It was a normal Thursday afternoon. Cas and you were sitting in the library, noses stuck in some books about various monsters as you were waiting for the Winchester brothers to return with some groceries. Now and then you would do some small talk with the angel, joke about something you just read or revel in memories. Just when you both were laughing about that one time Dean had started to act like a dog the door to the bunker opened.

Both of you looked up and watched Sam walking down the staircase. He smiled at you and held up his hand to greet you as he made his way to the kitchen. His older brother followed him but he didn’t seem to be in a good mood. The dirty blonde had a stern look on his face and didn’t even glance at Cas and you. You frowned.

Right now there was nothing that should bother Dean to look that grumpy. Resting your chin on your hand your gaze followed his figure until he disappeared around the corner.

„Do you know what’s up with him? This morning he seemed to be having a good day.“, you asked Cas but the brunette man shrugged.

„I just noticed that he looked a little more thoughtful in the last few days but I don’t know why.“, he answered.

Sighing you stared off into the entrance area and tried to remember what had happened lately that could have caused Deans's mood swings. At the moment there was nothing big that you had to worry about; no angel stuff and even the demons seemed to behave. But then you thought of the last case and you knew that you had found your answer.

Two weeks ago you and the brothers had dealt with a ghoul. In a little town in Kansas, more and more people had been vanishing so you had set off to find the cause. On site, you had met the young Sheriff Luke Haynes, with whom especially you had gotten along very well. Dean hadn’t seemed too keen on it, but it had given you access to some important files that had led you on to a couple who had just moved to town. While Sam and Dean had gone out to observe them, you and Sheriff Haynes had stayed behind to do a little more research. After a while it had occurred to him that he had left an important file at home, so you had set off to his house. Just as you had entered his place before him, Haynes had suddenly knocked you out. It had turned out that he had been the ghoul and that he had planned to kill you, take on your form, and thereby lure Sam and Dean into the trap as well. Luckily the brothers had noticed this through a mistake by the sheriff and so they had just barely been able to save you. Afterward, Dean had been mad at you for trusting Luke. Of course, you had felt unfairly treated, after all, you couldn't have known that the Sheriff had been the monster. You had argued with him which had led to you not talking to each other for a while, but after a few days, everything had seemed to be back to normal. At least you had thought so.

You shook your head as you got rid of the memory and bit your lip.

Could Dean still be bothered by this accident?

„Everything alright?“, Castiel suddenly spoke up.

„Oh.“, you nodded hastily as you felt caught. „Yeah, it’s nothing.“

„If you say so.“, the angel didn’t seem convinced, but just then Sam and Dean entered the library and sat down at the table.

You cleared your throat and smiled at them.

„Hey.“

The taller brother reciprocated your greeting but Dean only nodded to you.

„You got everything for the lasagna?“, you asked.

„Yup.“, Sam confirmed. „We bought some of that iced tea you like, too. They had it on sale.“

You looked at him in surprise before you started to smile again.

„Sounds good. Thanks.“

He waved it off.

„We also have a new case. Jody called us on the way to the store.“, Sam told you next.

„What’s it about?“, Cas wanted to know.

„Probably some vampires. The police found two dead girls in Brookings, South Dakota. They were drained from every last drop of blood in their body.“, Dean explained now.

It was the first time he said something since they had come back from their little trip to the supermarket.

„Nice.“, you said sarcastically. „When are we going?“

„Yeah, no.“, Dean snorted. „You’re staying here with Cas. Sam and I will drive there tomorrow morning.“

You leaned back in confusion and couldn’t help but feel attacked by the tone of his voice.

„What’s that supposed to mean?“, you asked and crossed your arms in front of your chest

„That you’re not coming with us.“, the older Winchester opened the bottle of beer he had brought with him and took a swig.

„And why is that?“, you still couldn’t believe his words.

„Because we can’t have you trust the wrong person and fuck up everything again.“, now he looked you directly in the eyes and it felt like his green orbs pierced right through you.

For a while you didn’t say a thing, then you huffed loudly and pinched the bridge of your nose.

„So that’s what this is about? You’re still mad about the last hunt?“, you murmured sourly.

„Hell yes, I am.“

You laughed dryly.

„Are you for real? You fucking know that I couldn’t have known, that he was the ghoul! It was a mistake, alright?“, you raised your voice now.

„Yeah, but a pretty big one if you ask me.“, Dean didn’t seem like he would give in anytime. „You nearly died and could’ve gotten me and Sam killed, too!“

With that, he took it too far.

Sam decided to step in: „Come on, Dean. How could she have kn-“

„Shut up!“, the green-eyed hunter shouted angrily. „I always had a bad feeling about him.“

„You had, huh?“, you stood up. „Why didn’t you say anything then?“

With narrowed eyes, you looked at Dean. You were furious but so was he.

„It wouldn’t have made a difference.“, he breathed through his nose and got up from his chair. „You were being all sparkly-eyed with him!“

Now your mouth fell open.

„I wasn’t!“, you defended yourself. „What the hell?!“

You couldn’t believe how much the conversation had gotten out of hand.

„Oh yes, you were!“, Dean roared.

„You know what, Dean?“, you hissed as you started to make your way to your room. „Fuck you.“

With that, you left the three men and the last thing you heard was Sam calling your name.

~~~

For almost an hour now you had been laying on your bed. Teeth clenched and arms crossed in front of your chest, you had tried to calm down, but it was hard with those accusations of Dean. You knew that it all had been an accident but with his words, he had managed to make you feel a little bad and even made you doubt your worth.

What if he was right? What if you were going to trust the wrong people again?

You sighed and rolled onto your side as you shook your head.

No, you shouldn’t think about that. You didn’t do it intentionally and that’s what’s important.

Nevertheless, Dean just didn’t seem to get that. You couldn’t comprehend why he was so angry about it and also why he would accuse you of having been flirty with the Sheriff. That really hadn’t been the case. You only had thought that he had been nice and it had been easy to make some small talk with him.

Now anger started to rise again.

„Who does he even think he is?“, you mumbled grumpily. „What does it mean to him who I’m flirting with? I mean…he does it with nearly every woman he sees.“

You clenched your hands into fists and sat up.

No, you wouldn’t let yourself be treated like that. Maybe you should teach him a lesson and show him that you were still very much capable of managing a hunt. Even on your own.

And so it was decided. Smirking you started to pack your duffel bag while you were making a plan in your head.

~~~

„Oh look who it is.“, you heard Dean say as you entered the kitchen. „Have you calmed down?“

You only shot him a cold glare and made your way to the fridge. It wasn’t really your choice to be here right now, but you had promised the boys to make some lasagna for dinner and now you had also incorporated it into your plan.

As you started to prepare the sauce Sam came up to you.

„Hey.“, he greeted you quietly and watched you dice the onion. „You alright?“

You slowed down for a second.

„Not really.“

Then you put on a faster pace again.

Sam sighed.

„I’m sure he didn’t mean it like that.“, he said just loud enough for you to hear and glanced at his brother.

„I don’t think so.“, you chopped the onion a little more aggressively and the younger Winchester gulped.

„You know how he is. Sometimes he’s just overreacting and being a dick. But…it’s never for no reason.“

„And what’s his reason now?“, you put the knife away and turned to Sam.

It was silent for a few seconds, then he scratched his neck.

„Well…I think he was scared for you.“, he guessed. „And that he’s trying to protect you.“

„Wow.“, you rolled your eyes. „What a perfect way to show that.“

You grabbed the celery and the carrots and started to chop them as well.

„I know.“, Sam huffed. „He can really be an asshole.“

„Yeah.“, you looked at the older Winchester who was reading a book and didn’t seem to notice your conversation.

Then you chuckled a little.

„Thanks for talking to me, Sammy. I appreciate it.“, you smiled at the man next to you.

He really had managed to lighten your mood a little.

„No problem.“, he patted your shoulder. „You’re important to me, Y/N. Didn’t want to leave you in a bad mood.“

„Kind of you.“, you answered. „Your brother could learn from you. It's a little sad that you're apologizing for him.“

Sam shrugged.

„I’m sure he’ll do it sooner or later, but I just wanted to talk to you now.“

„Well, we‘ll see.“, you sighed, then you grabbed the chopped ingredients and took them with you to the stove.

The brunette brother left and you went on with the cooking. After you had put the lasagna into the oven you did the dishes and just as you had put the last knife away Dean raised his voice.

„I could hear you and Sam, you know.“, he said.

You leaned against the counter and crossed your arms.

„So?“

He put the book away and stood up.

„I won’t apologize.“, he told you. „I said the truth.“

„Yeah, sure.“, you snorted. „Because you know me better than myself, huh?“

„I know when a woman flirts, so yes.“

As a reaction to that you showed him your middle finger.

„You might be the biggest manwhore on earth, but you don’t know me, Dean.“

He grinned smugly.

„Oh, trust me, sweetheart. I do.“

Now it was enough for you.

„Rot in hell, Winchester.“, you left the kitchen.

His last few words alone made you want to disappear right now instead of later, but you just knew, that you had to make the Winchesters and Cas believe that you would stay here to get through with your plan.

You went to the bathroom to calm down your nerves and joined Cas and Sam in the library afterward. By talking to them you tried to distract yourself a little and when the lasagna was finally ready they helped you to prepare the dining table.

„That’s really good.“, Sam said after he had taken his first bite.

Cas nodded in agreement and only Dean stayed silent.

„Thank you.“, you smiled at Sam.

For a while you all ate in silence, then you cleared your throat. It was time to make some progress with your plan.

„So…about tomorrow…“, you started.

„You’re not coming with us.“, Dean looked at you coldly.

„Yeah, I know, dumbass.“, annoyed you breathed out loudly. „I just wanted to ask if there’s anything Cas and I could research for you.“

The green-eyed hunter looked surprised.

„Wow, the princess has accepted her fate. Good.“

That you wanted to punch him for that was an understatement. You needed to. Still, you remained calm.

„So?“, you raised an eyebrow and ignored his words.

„Uh. Yeah.“, Sam nodded. „Maybe you could do some exact research on the case and send it to us tomorrow. I think I’ll look for some basic stuff in the car but it would be really good to know a little more about the details, too.“

„Okay, sure.“, you said, then you took another bite from your lasagna. „I‘ll make sure to send the results to you before you arrive in Brookings. How long do you think the drive will be?“

Now Sam shrugged and looked to Dean.

„Like 6 or 7 hours. We‘ll start at 9 am. It should be 3 or 4 pm when we arrive. At latest 5 pm.“, the older Winchester said.

„Alright.“, you had heard everything you had wanted to know.

All of you finished the lasagna and Cas even offered to do the dishes, while the two brothers went back to the library.

„Thanks.“, you smiled at the angel and put your plate into the sink.

Then you looked at your watch. It was a little after 8 pm.

„I think I’ll read some more in my room and go to bed afterward. I‘ll see you in the morning.“, you said.

„Sure. Have a good night.“, Cas answered and you left.

When you arrived at your room you checked your duffel bag and put a few more things in it. Then you went over the plan again in your head.

Leaving was only possible if everyone was asleep. The door to the garage was heavy and creaky so it wouldn’t be clever to escape right now. You were also pretty sure that Dean would be making a few more preparations, which included inspecting the Impala and you couldn’t risk him realizing too soon that you were gone. Also, you were sure, that he was going to kill you for stealing his car but right now you were too petty to care. You just really wanted to hit him where it hurts.

~~~

At 1 am you were confident that everyone had gone to bed. At half past 10 you had gotten yourself a glass of water from the kitchen and noticed that only Dean was still sitting in the library. Approximately at midnight you then heard Dean yawning as he passed your room in the hallway and now everything was as quiet as it could be. Carefully you put on your jacket and your boots and shouldered the duffel bag. Afterward, you tiptoed to the garage and opened the door as cautiously as you could. Its creaking made you sweat instantly, but after a few breathless seconds, you managed to slip into the big hall and sighed heavily.

„Good job.“, you praised yourself while patting your shoulder.

Next, you flipped the light switch next to the door and your gaze instantly met the Impala. Just then it dawned on you.

The car keys. Dean always had them inside his nightstand, when he was at the bunker.

„Fuck.“, you cursed under your breath.

Of course, you could break into the car and hotwire it but you weren’t exactly a pro. Dean had shown it to you one time, but you weren’t sure if you remembered everything right.

All in one this meant, that you had to sneak into Deans's room and steal his keys, which was a whole other level of hard. This man had a gun under his pillow and sometimes he slept like a stone but other times he woke up by the tiniest noise. You just could hope that the first option was tonight’s case because waking him would be the end of you. That was clear.

Gulping you opened the door again and made sure to put something under it so it stayed open. Just in case you had to flee.

Then you made your way to the Dean Cave. 20 feet away from his door you could already see that it was wide open and the light was on. There was no trace of Dean. Your heart started beating faster immediately and you looked around frantically. Maybe he had gone to the bathroom. Exactly this was your chance to get the key. Without thinking long you went to his nightstand and took it, then you ran out of the room and to the next corner where you were sure that Dean couldn't see you. Your heart felt like it was exploding in your chest, especially when you heard his footsteps, but luckily shortly afterward you heard the door to his room close and everything went quiet again.

Shakily you breathed out and slowly went back to the garage, where you waited for a while before you closed the door again. Just to make sure Dean was asleep again.

Afterward, you grabbed the keys to all the other cars in the garage which were kept in a small basket in one of the cabinets. You really wanted to make sure, that Sam and Dean couldn’t follow you, so you removed all the spark plugs from the vehicles.

Then it was finally time to set off. After you had opened the gate you sat down in front of the steering wheel and took a big breath before you turned on the car. Like a cat's purr, the engine came alive and you couldn't help but grin.

Dean would be really angry about this. You just knew. But right now that was just what you wanted. Baby was the most important thing to him so you wanted to take her away. At least for a while. Maybe Dean would learn from this not to mess with you.

With those thoughts, your journey began.

~~~

Three hours later you stopped at a self-service gas station. It was nearly 5 am and you yawned while stretching out your body. As the gasoline was being pumped into the car you got yourself an energy drink from one of the vending machines. You were really tired but you still wanted to arrive in Brookings around 9 am and right now you were pretty good on schedule. After you had emptied the can at once you bought another one and walked back to the Impala. The tank was full now, so you got back into the driver's seat. Your heart rate increases a little as you grabbed your phone but when you saw that there were no messages you exhaled relieved.

Good.

You continued the drive and like you had wanted to you reached Brookings around a quarter before 9. Smiling you pulled up at the Super 8 Motel and got yourself a room under a false name. After you had put your luggage onto your bed you grabbed your phone for the first time in 4 hours. You had put it on silent mode so it wouldn’t disturb you. The first thing you saw were countless phone calls from Dean. He had called you 14 times and even Sam had tried his luck 8 times. Apart from that, there were a lot of text messages and just like you had wanted Dean‘s messages were full of anger.

~~~

Dean [7:59]:

Where the heck are you?!

Dean [8:11]:

That’s it

You took the Impala?!

You’re so dead.

I’ll kill you with my own hands.

You really shouldn’t have done that.

Dean [8:28]:

Would you please answer the telephone?!

Come on

Fucking hell Y/N!

Seriously

Dean [8:47]:

Okay, now you’ve really done it. You stole all the spark plugs??? For real?

Just wait until I get to you.

~~~

Sam’s messages were a lot less frightening.

~~~

Sammy [7:51]:

Where are you?

We’re worried.

Sammy [8:07]:

You really took off alone?

Come on, that’s dumb.

A whole nest by yourself? Please don’t do this.

Wait for us.

Sammy [8:35]:

Dean‘s furious. I’ll try to calm him down but did you really need to take the Impala?

Just try to be careful with it.

Sammy [8:57]:

It would be really nice if you could answer your phone.

Come on.

I know that Dean talked a lot of shit yesterday but it’s a really bad idea to do that hunt alone.

You could die. Please wait for us and we’ll talk about everything.

~~~

Taking a deep breath you turned off your phone and slipped it into your pants pocket.

„Now what?“, you thought.

Sam was right. Taking on a vampire nest alone wasn’t the best idea but Dean’s words still made you angry. He was really acting like he was Mr. Perfect and never made any mistakes.

You just didn’t get it. Why would he be so mean to you if he was scared for you and wanted to protect you? That’s why you couldn’t believe Sam‘s words. It just had to be something different even though you secretly hoped it wasn’t.

Despite all the recent hassles, you had to admit that you didn't hate Dean at all. You just couldn't, no matter how much you wished you could. You had developed these feelings for him for a while now and you couldn't understand why. Yes, he was very handsome, funny, and really nice most of the time, but sometimes he also was the biggest asshole in the whole world. Just like yesterday. In those moments you could slap him in the face.

Even more so when he’s hitting on some new girl again to get her to sleep with him. Because this just hurt you. It’s ripping you apart every time he and some pretty girl eat each other's faces at some bar, while you are watching next to Sam. Still, you didn't dare to tell him about your feelings. Too big was the fear that you were more like a sister to him. It was just easier to stay quiet instead of handling rejection.

You huffed, then you got up to change into a suit.

„Let’s get this over with.“, you mumbled as you got back into the car and made your way to the police station.

The night before you had already done a lot of research on the topic. The two girls, namely Katherine Heart and Sidney Paulson, had gone to a local party and never returned home. Two days later an old couple found their bodies on a walk. Like Dean had already said there was no more trace of blood in their body so it had to be some vampire nests work. The weird thing about the case was that the two girls weren‘t found near the party, no, they were found on the other side of the city which was quite a distance away, at least by foot. No one knows what they wanted there. Both of them didn’t live near the crime scene nor did they know some friend who did. It was just confusing but maybe it was your lead onto the vampire nest's location.

~~~

During your talk with the local Sheriff and while taking a look at the files you hadn’t really gotten smarter. The Sheriff had mostly told you things you already knew but also one new thing: The bodies weren’t moved. When examining the vicinity of the crime scene, they had found a lot of traces of blood that belonged to the victims so you had decided to look a little closer into it yourself.

When you arrived at the place you showed a cop your fake FBI badge and were then allowed to enter the area. It was right in front of some trees which were located at the entrance to a forest. Curious your gaze flew over the terrain. The police had marked the position of the bodies and where they had found traces of blood. Most of them led to the trees, but the Sheriff had told you that the „trail“ was only a few feet long and ended right at the beginning of the forest. There was no point in following them. There were just too few.

„Hmm.“, you thought and turned to the cop who had watched you.

Apart from him, you were the only person here right now. Seemingly the city had already done most of its job.

„Are there any buildings in that direction?“, you asked the blonde man while pointing to where the tracks led.

He shrugged.

„Only an old little barn. We already looked into it. Nobody was there.“, he told you.

Huffing you nodded.

„Alright. Thanks.“, you didn’t quite yet believe his words.

An old barn was just the right hideout for some vampires. That’s also why you decided to investigate it later, but first, you wanted to go back to the motel, eat something and prepare for the worst case. Maybe you could also talk with the parents of the girls.

Back in your room you grabbed your phone and turned it on again. You just were too curious about the others. Again there were some missed calls and new text messages. One stood out from the others and your stomach got a little queasy.

~~~

Sammy [11:47]:

We’ve got a car. Please stay at the motel. We’re gonna be there around 5 pm.

~~~

Right now it was half past 1 pm. You sighed.

You really didn’t want to meet them before you had finished this case. Managing everything alone was exactly what you wanted to prove to Dean.

„Maybe I shouldn’t visit the parents.“, you murmured as you took a look at a map of the city that you had placed on the wall over your bed.

This would at least prevent you from seeing Dean, Sam, and Castiel, but you could really use some more preparation. Right now you felt a little overwhelmed and just didn’t know enough about the pack.

You shook your head and turned away from the map. No, you needed to talk with the parents. There was no way around it.

It was decided and so you took off to the next diner and got yourself a burger. You gobbled it down in record time and left right away to talk with the parents. Sidney’s parents couldn’t tell you more than the Sheriff had but Katherine’s brother remembered a little detail.

„Before Kat met up with Syd, she told me that they had found a new pot dealer and wanted to buy some stuff from him. We both smoke so…well she wanted to know if she should buy me some weed, too.“, he looked at you a little embarrassed as his parents stared at him in shock.

It seemed like they didn’t know of his little secret.

„What?!“, his mother said. „You’re smoking pot? And Katherine wanted to buy some? Why didn’t you tell the police sooner?“

„Yeah. Maybe it could’ve helped with the investigation.“, his dad just shook his head in disappointment.

You tried to hide a little grin.

„I know it’s a little hard to confess something like that in front of an FBI agent but you don’t need to worry. I won’t put you into jail.“

„Really?“, the boy looked relieved.

„Really.“, you nodded. „But only if you give me some more details on it.“

You smirked and he gulped.

„Sure. Uh, Kat said that the guy only dealt at one place: the old abandoned barn in the forest. I think they were on their way there.“, he told you.

„Good.“, your suspicions were confirmed and you stood up from the couch you were sitting on.

„So they were killed by a pot dealer?“, the blonde mom looked horrified but also like she had solved the case.

„Hmm…the barn is a little bit farther from the place where they…they were killed.“, the father sighed. „Could’ve also been anyone else.“

Now the mother‘s shoulders sloped down as she started to cry.

„I just want to know who killed my baby.“, she sobbed.

You pressed your lips together and put your hand on her shoulder.

„I will find out. I promise.“, you said quietly, then you walked to the door. „Thank you for talking to me.“

As you went outside you looked at your watch. Now it was 4 pm and your heart started to beat a little faster. You were running out of time and on one hand, you knew that it really wasn't good to rush yourself now, but on the other hand, you wanted to leave for the barn as soon as possible. With everything the brothers had written you were a little scared to see them again.

Shakily you took a big breath and walked back to the Impala.

„I can do this.“, you murmured, then you set off to the barn.

You parked quite a bit away from the building so the vampires wouldn’t notice you and opened the trunk to get the weapons you needed: some dead man’s blood, a machete, and a shotgun. Afterward, you went on to the barn and tried to be as quiet as you could. Even though they should be sleeping but you didn’t want to risk anything.

As the cop had told you the wooden building wasn’t that big, which could be a win for you. Getting lost while hunting some vampires wasn’t an option if you wanted to live. Nervously you stepped in front of the entrance and put your hand on the door handle. Again your heart rate increased and a question rose in your head.

Were you really doing the right thing? Was it really necessary to put yourself in danger to show Dean how capable you were?

You bit your lip and hesitated. The memories of the last few days flooded your head and you could feel yourself getting mad again. It made you stubborn enough to decide that it was in fact necessary to do this case alone, so you slowly entered the barn and looked around. Apart from a little hay, nothing was to be seen at first but when you took a closer look into an adjoining room with some tools you found a staircase that was hidden under a tarpaulin and led to a basement. With caution, you removed the material and stepped downstairs while you pulled out the syringes with the dead man’s blood.

Your heartbeat pounded in your ears and your throat went dry. Gripping the weapons a little tighter you walked on and finally, you found the vampires. It wasn’t a big pack, only five vampires, but they slept next to each other on some hay and a defeated sound escaped your lips.

How should you do this? How could you inject everyone with dead man’s blood without waking any other vampires up? Especially with the hay.

Your palms got all sweaty and you chewed on your bottom lip. Right at this moment you realized that setting off alone really hadn’t been a good idea.

„Maybe I should just go.“, you murmured without a sound and turned around.

Only then did you notice the dark-haired man who had been watching you with a smirk.

„My, my, what do we have here?“

~~~

Right after you had been caught you were knocked out by another vampire. Sometime later you woke up tied to a chair in a small room. Blinking dazedly you looked around and it took you a second to remember what had happened.

„Fuck.“, you cursed while trying to loosen the rope.

Suddenly the dark-haired man appeared again and tutted.

„You’re not getting out of here. Stop trying to.“, he said.

„Better than doing nothing.“, you huffed and he chuckled while getting closer to you.

„You still have hope. Cute.“, he made fun of you and circled you.

Behind you, he came to a halt and leaned down to whisper in your ear.

„What made you think it would be a good idea to hunt down a vampire nest on your own?“, he asked.

Shivers ran down your spine and you gulped.

You said nothing.

„Yeah. Just a dumb little girl.“, the vampire spoke mockingly.

He moved in front of you and crouched down so he was at eye level with you.

„Well, good for us. We were getting a little hungry anyways.“, he told you as he stretched out his hand for you.

His long fingers traced your jaw and you flinched. Trembling you looked at the man wide-eyed as you could feel his sharp fingernails scrape slightly at your neck. With a sudden movement, he withdrew his hand and you winced. A sharp pain ran through your body and you could feel some blood run down your skin. Terrified you watched the vampire lick his finger.

„Sweet.“, he murmured. „I think we’ll use you for a little while.“

He left and you closed your eyes with a whimper.

How could you have been so dumb? Why did you let yourself be provoked like that?

Shortly after the man came back with a bucket and a small tube with a cannula.

„Let’s make some breakfast for the others.“, he grinned as he placed the bucket beside you.

„Please don’t do this.“, you croaked.

„You tried to kill us.“, he gripped your left arm. „So no.“

With that, the vampire pushed the needle into your vein and almost instantly the red liquid started to pour into the bucket.

„I‘ll see you in a few minutes.“, he winked at you, then he left the room.

You breathed out shakily and watched the bucket fill up slowly. At this moment you just wished that you had waited for the boys, more so that you had never set off alone and given into your anger.

A single tear ran down your cheek and you sniffled.

Dean was right. You had fucked up again.

Numbly you stared off.

And now he must really hate you. You just stole his fucking car, his beloved Baby, for some revenge. He would never forgive you for that. Maybe he would even be glad that you’re gone.

You started to cry silently. It felt like your worst nightmare had come true and you could do nothing about it. You could just watch and feel yourself getting weaker as the bucket filled up more and more.

~~~

„Y/N!“, Dean shouted as he broke into the motel room.

He was ready to push her into a wall and talk some sense into her, but the apartment was as empty as it could be.

„Fuck!“, he kicked the trash can that stood next to a desk.

„Easy there, Dean.“, Sam and Cas had followed him and his brother sighed.

„Oh fuck off, Sam.“, the older Winchester pinched the bridge of his nose and breathed out loudly.

The taller man pressed his lips together, then he looked to the angel who quietly went through the motel room until he stopped at the nightstand and picked up a note.

„Y/N left us a message.“, he said and cleared his throat. „Make yourselves at home. I’ll be back soon. Don’t worry about me.“

Sam sighed now and Dean started to shake his head.

„Why would she do something so dumb?“, he spoke angrily.

It was silent for a few seconds until Cas spoke up.

„Well, you haven’t been the nicest to her recently.“

Dean glared at him and was ready to answer, but Sam was faster.

„He’s right. You shouldn’t have treated Y/N like that. She really couldn’t have known that Haynes was the ghoul.“

The older Winchester scoffed.

„Sure. She could have if she didn’t drool all over him.“, he mumbled.

„Seriously?“, Sam rolled his eyes. „She didn’t. She was just being nice to him to get us some important files. Maybe you would understand that if you weren’t so fucking annoyingly jealous.“

Dean looked at him like he wanted to punch him.

„Me and jealous? You must be kidding.“

Sam shook his head.

„I‘m serious. Why else would you be so angry about something like that and accuse Y/N of being inattentive because she flirted with the Sheriff?“, he asked.

His brother didn’t have an answer for that.

„See?“, Sam crossed his arms in front of his chest.

„Yeah, yeah.“, Dean huffed and made his way outside. „Let’s find Y/N.“

Cas looked knowingly at Sam and both of them chuckled, then they followed him. By locating the Impala they arrived at the barn about 10 minutes later.

„Look, whole and in one piece.“, Sam told Dean as they made their way to his car to grab some weapons from the trunk.

„It better is.“, the green-eyed hunter murmured grumpily and got to work picking the lock.

Afterward, they took some of the machetes and the last two syringes with dead man’s blood.

„Better than nothing.“, Sam said and handed Castiel a machete.

„Thanks.“, the angel answered. „So, what’s the plan?“

„First we should check the situation and how Y/N is doing. Then we either support her or rescue her. More likely the latter.“, Dean suggested.

Sam looked at him annoyed. He didn’t like how he was talking about her. The older Winchester sighed.

„I didn’t mean it like she’s weak. I mean it like there’s a fucking pack of vampires and she wants to take them up alone. Not even I could do that. Not without special abilities or weapons at least.“, he explained. „I know that I was being an asshole, okay? I just want to get Y/N out of there now, alright?“

His brother's face softened and he nodded.

„Alright, let’s do this.“

With that, the three men approached the barn cautiously. At the backside, Cas found a gap through which they could watch what was happening inside.

„Would you look at that.“, a vampire joined the group that was sitting on some hay and held up a bucket with red liquid.

Dean felt himself getting sick.

„No.“, he breathed out nearly silent.

„Finally some breakfast.“, a girl said and took the bucket from him before she took a sip. „Delicious. I always had had a thing for hunter’s blood.“

„That’s it.“, the older Winchester decided. „I can’t watch this.“

He was ready to storm into the barn and let all hell break loose but Cas stopped him.

„I know it’s hard, but we need to sort out what we’ll do first. Saving Y/N is important but we can’t let something happen to us either.“

„I so don’t care what happens to me right now, but you’re right.“, Dean rubbed his temples. „Okay, you both take the dead man’s blood and try to keep them in check, I’ll look for Y/N.“

„Okay. Let’s separate and surprise them.“, Sam nodded and they set off.

~~~

Dazedly you looked up as you heard screaming from the upper floor. You blinked a few times and noticed that the dark-haired vampire must have had returned. The bucket was gone and so was the cannula. Instead, a bloody bandage had been wrapped around your arm.

„Shit.“, you breathed out weakly.

You couldn’t believe that you had thrown yourself into this danger zone. It had been clear as day that something like that would happen. But now it seemed like the Winchester brothers and Castiel had arrived to get you out of here. On one hand, you were more than relieved about that but on the other hand, you were incredibly scared.

What would they say to you? More so, how would Dean react?

A loud crash from above made you flinch and your heart started to beat faster. Still a little numb you looked around helplessly until you finally realized that there was still something left you could do: scream.

And that you did.

You yelled as loud as you could, shouting Dean‘s, Sam‘s, and Castiel’s names until someone was banging against the door.

„Y/N!“, you heard Dean roar.

Right then you were so relieved you could cry.

„I‘m here!“, you screamed hoarsely.

„I’ll get you out of there!“, he shouted back and the banging got louder.

It seemed like he was throwing himself against the door and then he finally broke through and stood before you, breathing heavily. His eyes scanned you with worry and just as he wanted to say something a vampire suddenly appeared and he was thrown to the ground.

„Dean!“, you cried out but the green-eyed hunter already had it under control.

With one swift movement, he pinned the man beneath him and decapitated him with a swing of the machete. When he stood up a girl stormed into the room. An angry scream ripped from her throat when she saw what he had done and she attacked Dean instantly. He skillfully fended her off and gave her a violent kick in the stomach so that she staggered backward and fell to the ground. Then he lunged at her and did the same thing he had done to the man before getting up again.

His chest was heaving rapidly as he glanced around the room to make sure no one else was attacking, then he finally rushed over to you and began untying the rope.

„I‘m so sorry.“, you apologized as your lip trembled. „I-“

„It’s alright.“, Dean shook his head. „You’re safe now and that’s what matters.“

He helped you up and you staggered, feeling a little wobbly on your legs.

„No. I shouldn’t have-“, you tried to say while Dean stabilized you by supporting you with his arm.

„Yes, you shouldn’t have, but I understand.“, he cut you off. „I was being a dick for no reason and you didn’t want to let it slip.“

„Still-“

„It’s okay. Really.“, now he grabbed you by your shoulders and looked at you honestly. „I’m just glad, that you’re okay. When I saw that vampire with your blood I had already expected the worst. Let’s get you out of here first and talk later, okay?“

For a few seconds you just looked at his green eyes, then you nodded.

„Okay, come on.“, he grabbed your hand and pulled you with him.

On the upper floor, you saw Sam and Cas fighting with two more vampires, but when Dean came to help them it only took them a few more minutes to defeat them. Afterward, Sam came right up to you and hugged you relieved.

„What were you thinking?“, he whispered and stepped back to look at you.

You shrugged and averted your gaze in shame. Castiel came up to you and patted your shoulder.

„It’s good to see that you’re well.“, he said.

With a weak smile, you scratched your neck.

„More or less.“, you told him. „I feel a little uneasy if I’m being honest and my head hurts.“

You touched the spot on your head where you had been knocked out and winced. When you retreated your hand and looked at it there was some blood on your fingers.

„Well, you lost a lot of blood. I’ll fix you up at the motel.“, Dean stepped into your line of sight and nodded outside to the cars.

After he supported you again, you all left the barn and split up between the cars. Sam drove off with Castiel and you got into the passenger’s seat next to Dean.

„Sorry for stealing your car.“, you said meekly.

He looked at you and you could see how the corner of his mouth twitched.

„Baby’s safe and sound, so you’re good.“, he answered. „But never do that again.“

Now his expression was more serious.

„I promise.“, you held out your hand and he shook it.

„Good.“

With that, he started the engine. On your way back to the motel you both were silent. Only Asias‘s „Midnight Sun“ could be heard in the background.

Finally, you reached your room and stepped inside. Sam and Cas were already there and talking with each other. They stopped when they saw both of you and it got awkwardly quiet.

Thankfully Dean spoke up.

„Let’s get you fixed in the bathroom.“, he said.

You nodded and followed him.

„Sit down.“, he instructed you and pointed to the bathtub as he closed the door behind you.

Obeying you watched him open the first aid kit he had brought and pull various things out of it. Next, he went up to you and started to loosen the bandage around your arm carefully.

„I‘m sorry.“, you told him for the third time now.

„You already said that. And you don’t need to apologize.“, he shook his head while he started to clean the wound with some disinfectant.

„Yes, I do.“, you sighed. „I shouldn’t have gone for that nest alone. I really could’ve died and gotten you hurt or dead, too.“

„But you didn’t.“, these three words made you furrow your brows, especially because of how he had reacted in the last case. What surprised you way more still was his next sentence. „If someone should apologize, then that’s me.“

„What?“

Dean put a bandaid on your wound and looked up at you.

„It’s my fault, that you set off alone.“, he said. „I said all of those horrible things to you and that’s why you ran away.“

His gaze fell to his hands.

„I‘m really sorry for being such an asshole. I…“, he tried to find the right words. „I was being jealous. That’s why I acted that way.“

You didn’t know what to answer at that so he got up to take care of your head wound.

„You…you were jealous?“, you asked after a while.

The green-eyed hunter only nodded.

„You were really jealous of the Sheriff?“, you repeated yourself and stopped him by grabbing his arm softly.

Now he looked at you.

„Yes, I was.“, he gulped, then averted his gaze. „You were being all nice with him and-“

„But Dean..“, you cut him off softly. „I only was that nice with him so it would be easier for us to get those files. That’s all.“

He stayed silent after that so you pulled him down to sit with you.

„I feel so stupid right now.“, he mumbled and rubbed his temples.

You chuckled quietly.

„Yeah.“, you said. „There are better ways to show a girl that you like her.“

Dean smiled weakly and nodded.

„That you can say out loud. But I didn’t get the memo I guess.“

It went silent again and you could feel your heart rate pick up.

„So you really do like me?“, you asked nervously.

You sounded a little unsure and finally, his green eyes met yours again.

„Of course.“, he said softly. „How could I not? I mean, look at you.“

He put a strand of hair behind your ear and let his hand rest against your cheek. Your breath hitched and you went a little red.

„You're the most beautiful women I’ve ever met.“, he added and now you looked down at your feet. „And you‘re funny and nice…and you can cook one hell of a lasagna.“

Now you saw him smiling from the corner of your eye, still you just couldn’t reciprocate it with what was going through your head.

„But…why…why would you still make out with other women then? Why would you sleep with them if you had feelings for me?“, you asked him, your voice barely a whisper. „Why wouldn’t you tell me?“

Dean sighed now.

„Because I thought I didn’t deserve you.“, he confessed. „I fucked up every relationship I ever had and I just can’t do that to you.“

„It’s still my choice if you deserve me or not.“, you answered right away. „Not yours. And…we both…we’re so different than every other relationship of yours. How should you know that it won’t work out if you don’t give it a try?“

You looked back up at him and his lips were parted in surprise.

„You really want me?“, he asked. „You sure?“

Nodding you laid your hand on top of his that was resting on top of his leg.

„I do.“

Unnoticed you both started getting closer to each other until only a few inches parted you.

„What if I hurt you?“, he whispered.

„You don‘t know that, Dean.“, you shrugged slightly as you looked into his eyes weakly, yearning for him.

Silence filled the whole room and suddenly a little smile appeared on his lips.

„Okay.“, he said hoarsely, then he closed the gap between you both and softly laid his lips against yours as he engulfed you into his arms.

Melting into him it felt like your head was spinning. His lips fit perfectly against yours and he was so gentle that you could have cried. It was like everything you had ever dreamt of and more. Breathing weakly you ran your fingers through his hair and arched against him. Dean pulled you into his lap and softly nibbled on your lower lip until you parted your mouth slightly for him. His tongue gently touched yours until you both became bolder and more confident. But you didn't go any further, you just wanted to savor that first kiss and be close to each other. After a while, you slowed down before you broke apart and smiled at each other.

„Thanks for persuading me.“, the green-eyed hunter whispered. „That was perfect.“

You chuckled.

„Anytime.“

And then your lips were on his again.

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Hello, it's me again ^^ Since Wukong dislikes going out in public, why not have a date indoors?

For their date, they could try out popular beauty products like facial masks and lip scrubs together.

Nice to see you back, and that is so cute. This shy mf would be the one to set it up. Getting the products and knowing how to use them. I can already see Wukong and the reader just having fun and chilling.

Also sorry for this to be late, just got a little more busy than usual. I'm trying really hard to do daily updates, but my mind is finally reaching that writing limit. I will update the majority of the week so don't worry too much.

This is kind of rushed and I didn't look through it properly. So there might be some grammar errors or things not flowing correctly.

The Oracle|| Concept Oneshot 5||

You went up the stairs, Almond following behind. Today was tiring, you had to run around the city trying to prevent the Lady Bone Demon from getting a certain lantern that you're currently holding. You have been hiding this item for a while, it honestly surprised you that this was their first time trying to steal it away. Expecting them to hunt you down the moment they caught wind of you having the item. At least you got the lantern back.

You reached the door ready to end the exhausting day. Glancing at the keypad lock, you put in your code and walk into your current abode. Ready to see the huge mess that those two left, you came face to face with Wukong- well a few of his clones.

Almond barks and goes up to one of them, trying to bite their tail.

“Shoo, get away you, mutt.” The clone says, nudging the small dog with his foot.

“Heeey, you came back a lot sooner than we thought.” The other clone says nervously. Like if he was a little kid that got caught by their mother, making a mess.

“Okay, so what's going on exactly?”

“Are we even allowed to say anything? We did want to surprise her.” The clone was holding Almond, staring at the other.

“I knew this was going to take more than 2 clones, just great.”

“You two better start answering if not I'm not letting Wukong in here.”

“Alright, alright, cool it, we both know he will cry and stay by the door all night.” The clone grabs the folded clothes that were on the bed and places them in the wardrobe drawer.

“Then come on, tell me, I'm really tired.”

“Yeah, we know, that's why he wanted to help you relax and not worry about anything else. So he sent us to clean and fix up the room.” The clone places Almond on the bed, going back to sweeping.

“That's- is so very sweet, but what is he getting?”

“That we can't tell you peaches, he really wanted it to be a surprise.”

“Ah, right, I can wait for him then.”

You close the door and watch the two pick up. They were nearly done with their tasks before you came. Soon the room was back to its original state.

“Well, I'm guessing you two are going to disappear soon?”

“Yup, that's how it works. Don't worry we’ll just leave a few hairs so it won't be a mess.” The clone says, trying to reassure you.

“After what you guys did, you can leave a mess here anytime.”

“Don’t tell him you said that, he might get jealous.” The other clone said. They both chuckled before saying their goodbyes and went up in a cloud of smoke. Like they said a few hair strands fell.

You sigh and go to the back of the room where a large safe sat. You open it and place the lantern in there. Taking the bracelet off, you took a deep breath and focused. Your hands softly brush the metal door, and sparks of gold and white light flash. A circle with a lotus appeared before disappearing. The barrier won't keep them out for much longer but as long as you buy enough time for your friends then that's all it matters.

You went back to lie on the bed. Almond slowly made her way and snuggled on top of your stomach. It was quiet and calm, you like it after a hectic day. There was a soft knock on the door before it opened. The sound of bags straining to hold whatever items were in them broke the serenity of the room.

“Welcome home honey, thank you for cleaning up! Why it's no problem, don't even mention it!” Wukong says while trying to mimic your voice.

You however just whine and mumble out a thank you.

You're tired, not rude.

He went off to the table and started to take things out.

“So what's the surprise?”

“Hmmm, let's call this a date.”

“Oh?”

You finally sat up and noticed how he was lighting a scented candle.

“Remember today was date night and it was my turn to plan it. I'll be honest here, had no idea what to do but then LBD came out of nowhere. Like I was gonna let the demon ruin this day for you.”

He set up the table with a platter of cheese, ham, crackers, grapes, and a bottle of wine. You get up and walk towards him, extremely curious about what exactly he has planned.

“I know this isn't on the same level as our usual dates, but I thought it would be fun, I guess.”

He doesn't look at you. Wukong kept his eyes on a random corner, nervous about your reaction. While you go through a plastic bag filled with skincare products. A mix between expensive and cheap. It caught you by surprise, and you couldn't help but laugh. You pull out what was obviously a cheap fox facial mask that definitively shouldn't go on the skin, let alone on the face.

“I'm calling dibs on this. I'll go get a small bowl of water and a small towel ready. Finish setting up the table.”

You went to the ‘kitchen’, and grabbed a foam bowl and filled it with water. Quickly popping into the bathroom to grab a towel before heading to the table. In a short time, Wukong set out the products and moved the Tv to the table. Chairs on the other side from it, giving it a perfect view as he put on a show. You sat down across from him ready for a ‘homemade spa treatment.’ Wukong hands you a sky-blue headband that has clouds scattered around, with a big bow. Matching his buttermilk yellow headband with suns, and also has a bow at the center like yours.

“Alright let’s start with the cleanser.”

“Wukong, you have done this before, haven't you?” You took a grape from the platter.

“Just some basic stuff, after all, how do you think I get to look this good 24/7?” He says with a smirk.

“I thought it was immortality.”

“That too.”

“Hey, let me see that real quick.”

You took the bottle from him and squirted some on your hands. It had an obvious scent of peaches. Without hesitation, you put your hands on his cheek. He yelps as you rub in the cleanser, quickly dipping your hands in the bowl of water before going back on your onslaught of rubbing. Moving his head around harshly. The cleanser foamed up from being activated by the water, it didn't take long for his face to be covered.

“And done! Sunshine, have I told you how beautiful you're looking right now?”

He didn't say anything, instead just wetting his hands and pouring the cleanser. However, he rubs your face with a lot of force, unlike your ‘delicate’ touch. You let out a small scream as he manhandles your head around.

“Ahhh, Wukong! I'm sorry, okay, I thought it was funny.”

“I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just helping you apply it just as you did it to me.”

After a few more seconds, he stops and you both stare at each other. The only sound coming from the tv. You whine pretending to be hurt, exaggerating your sad mood.

“So mean…” You mumbled.

“I could say the same thing.” He states, damping the hand towel.

“Hmph, I was trying to help you put it on.”

“Your little pouts won't work on me this time.”

Wukong wipes away the foam, leaving his skin wet and ready for the next step. You took the towel away from him when he handed it. Wiping away the cleanser, your skin feels refreshed. It had been a good while since you did anything for your skin.

“Okay here, we have a few choices. We can do a clay mask, a safer but boring paper facial mask, or cheap animal facial masks that can possibly burn our faces?”

“Sunshine, sweetie, I think we both know what the right choice is here.” You said as you grabbed the fox mask.

“I know but I just wanted to ask.” He said, grabbing a cat mask.

The masks were cold and slimy but you both looked so funny to the other. You grabbed your phone and took a few pictures of the moment. Sending a few to Mk and Mei.

“This is quite nice, we should do this more often.” You took a sip from the wine bottle before handing it to Wukong. He takes off the mask and chugs the bottle down.

“I'm glad you liked it, peaches. Though I am sorry I couldn't come up with anything nice for our date.” His speech slurred slightly.

You grabbed the small jar that holds the clay. You dab your fingers in it, you slowly and softly smear it on Wukong's face. He didn't yelp, instead he hums and smiles. Leaning into your touch.

“Nah it's fine, I'm happy how our date night turned out. Anyways it doesn't matter what we are doing, as long as I can spend it with you, I'm fine with anything.”

“Awww, you can be so sweet sometimes.”

“I'm sweet every day and second, excuse you.”

Wukong laughs loudly, finding your reaction hilarious. You, however, did not.

“Alright no more alcohol, you're getting drunk. That's the last thing, the celestial and the mortal realms want.”

“You make it sound like a bad thing and I am not drunk.”

“Your slurring of speech says otherwise, here.”

You grabbed a grape and fed him to him. However, he was annoyed but kept his mouth shut.

“Come on, don't give me that face. Remember this is a relaxing date night.”

“And how can I relax without some alcohol?”

“Oh I see, I’m guessing I’m not enough huh? I don’t make you relax?”

You have never seen him panic so fast.

“You know that's not what I meant! Of course, you are more than enough! You just like to get under my skin.”

You ignore him as you take off the mask and glance at the remaining things on the table. Eating a cracker with cheese and ham one last time before focusing on the items.

“Honey, I won't drink any more wine and eat more to sober up a bit.” He takes a few more grapes and pops them in his mouth. Trying to show off. You didn't even peek at him, not once.

A few whines escape from him before he grabs the damped towel and wipes his face off.

You took the under-eye patches and the paper facial mask. It stuck to your face, clinging onto the skin. Feeling a little weird but nothing too crazy. You really need some sort of skincare routine after this.

“You know, I love you! Please don't ignore me.” He said, whining.

You glance at him and smirk.

“I love you too, now let's watch the show, you put it on for a reason.”

“Don't scare me like that, I thought you were actually upset.” Wukong tears up to your surprise.

“I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you like that.” You cupped his cheeks, messing with his fur.

“That clay mask did wonders, on your skin. It looks so soft and smooth, truly worthy of the title, Handsome Monkey King.” You gave him a soft smile.

“So you're finally admitting I'm handsome huh?” He smirks, getting rid of any traces of tears. You roll your eyes.

“Yes I am, I find you very attractive, very handsome, and charming.”

“Good, 'cause I was getting worried for a second.”

You laugh and lean back in your chair. Some scenes play on the tv, from Monkey Cop. You always wondered what the show was about before you transmigrated, since it appeared so much in the background. It wasn’t too bad, a good show to kill time with.

“I’m the ‘fated oracle’, you don’t have to worry about anything.”

“That means I need to worry ten times more.”

You stay silent, not knowing what to say. In a way he was right, and worse of all you have no idea what you are doing.

“I’ll be fine, everyone's future is bright and happy. That's what I know for sure.”

“We just have to get there.”

“We can worry about that later, right now at this moment. We are relaxing.”

“Heh, yeah.”

You take off the mask and patches. Feeling your skin reaching its limit. The cold air slaps your sensitive skin.

“Ah, man, my skin never felt better.” You grab the last item, a lip scrub.

“You know, how much money have people given you? Cause from what I figured out, there's DBK, Princess Iron Fan, dragon pony girl, and me. I also know for sure that it's a lot of money, at anytime you can always buy these certain items so why haven't you?”

“You see, my dear sunshine, I am lazy and after being thrown on the streets, I didn't want to waste money on expensive and unnecessary things.”

“Babe, I can buy you a literal house with electricity, water, food, and actual good wifi. You don't have to worry about that kind of stuff. Anyways you are not alone anymore, there is no need to do everything by yourself.”

“I know, and I'm very lucky and happy to have all of you guys. It means a lot to me, thank you.”

“You don't have to thank me for anything. I want to help you because you're someone important to me.”

“Aww Wukong, you can be so soft and sweet sometimes.”

“-And I take back everything.”

“Nooo, sunshine, come on.”

“Nope.”

“Will a kiss make it better?”

He stays quiet, raising an eyebrow.

“So you don't want a kiss? Alright then, usually you jump on any opportunity for one.” You smile, while behind your back, you open the lip scrub and smear it on your index finger.

“Will I actually get a kiss?” He questions, trying to see if you were joking or not.

“Yup a nice kiss for my significant other.”

“Then a kiss will make everything better.”

“Good.”

You lean forward and grasp his cheek. Wukong eyebrows furrowed, sniffing the air. The sweetness of the lip scrub was intense. Not knowing what you have planned, you spread the scrub on his lips.

“What the fuck?” He tries to pull back, confused about what was happening. You took your chance and gave him a quick peck. Only lasting for a few seconds, too fast for him to register the kiss.

“Wait a moment, that's it? That doesn't count.”

“It does count.” You lick your lip tasting the scrub, it was sweet as its smell.

“That did not make me feel any better. It made me feel worse. Come on, peaches, give me a good kiss.”

“Nah. Not my fault you weren't paying attention.”

“Yes, it was!”

“I remember it differently.”

Wukong rolls his eyes and groans. You laugh at his act.

“This date was lovely, Wukong.”

You finally gave him a better kiss. Lips touching, making it last a while. Pulling away, not before licking his lips. Wukong yelps from the sensation of your tongue.

“The scrub tastes so good.”

“I don’t think you should be eating that.”

“Then they shouldn't have made it taste so sweet.”

He licks his lips.

“Oh your right, very sweet.” His eyes narrows at you.

“I'm pretty sure I licked most of the scrub...” Your face turning red.

“Correction, you taste very sweet.”

“WUKONG!”

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And then they fucked-

As if, alright I'm gonna pass out now. Remember you can always send in questions about the story or request something.

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“Oh-”

“I don’t think you should be eating that.”

“Then they shouldn't have made it taste so sweet.”

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What Happens in the Dark

Summary: your family decided it would be nice to visit your aunt and cousin in india for summer break. after struggling with trying to be a good stepsister and the weight of reality, you meet a certain someone that makes it a bit bearable.

Warnings!!: dark theme, 18+, mature theme, non/dubcon, reader is 19, creepy/aggressive stepbrother, abuse, smoking, angst/comfort ending?

Word count: 4.3k

pt.2, pt.3, pt.4

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"Come on, we can't be late," your mom shouted downstairs.

The flight wasn't until 1 AM—but knowing how overly prepared your parents are, they wanted to arrive hours earlier. So as you rushed packing whatever essentials you had left, you shouted back an "okay."

The time was 9:30; you went to the kitchen and grabbed a cup from the cupboard—moving the cup underneath the faucet, you twisted the nob open to let some cold water fill the cup. Unfortunately, before you could take a sip, your stepbrother Jonathan walked in, making you tense up.

Your mother was not too recently divorced; it had been about five years since she left your father, slowly creeping on the two-year mark of her and your stepfather's marriage. There wasn't any bad blood between your mother and father; they just fell out of love and had to choose better for themselves. Your father kept his promises and visited you every other day, every birthday and holiday, to prove that he still cared and wanted to be a part of your life.

The day your mother introduced her new boyfriend and his son, you instantly felt a disconnect. The man's name was Colin; he wasn't very welcoming and never tried to converse with you outside of 'family' dinners—but you didn't care since you liked keeping any interactions to a minimum. Colin had slick black hair and was tall and intimidating; his stance alone would make anyone shutter. He walked around confidently, chest constantly puffed out, adding to the intimidation. His son Jonathan was three years older than you, about 6'1, and practically mirrored his father, but when he spoke—it was as if a demon crawled next to your ear, whispering evil doings. He could convince you to do about anything upon request, and you did it negligently; just the idea of having a sibling made you submissive. You wanted to be the best little sister you possibly could be. Besides, your parents were too involved with each other to care what you two were up to—so when Jonathan told you to kneel between his legs and take his cock in your mouth, you did. Or when he suggested that having it buried deep inside your warm walls would help you concentrate on your studies—you subconsciously agreed.

This arrangement had been going on for almost seven months, and as much as you wanted to achieve the beat sister status, you couldn't help but feel it was a little wrong. Deep down in your gut—you knew something was wrong.

"Ready to go?" Johnathan asked, making his way around the counter to reach you.

"Yup, just—" you began.

Johnathan had taken the cup from your hands, making sure to give your hand a little squeeze; he brought the cup up to his lips—gulping what was left of the contents. He rinsed out the cup putting it on the rack to dry before he turned to you, offering you a wink.

Without noticing, you rolled your eyes and stated that you weren't finished with your drink pushing past him to head towards the car. However, Johnathan was sure to catch it and grabbed your wrist—forcing you to turn and look up at him.

"If you have an attitude, I could fix it for you," he growled.

His voice sounded emotionless yet stern, sending shivers down your spine. You didn't want to annoy him further—so you flashed him that cute innocent smile he was familiar with, getting him to settle, and loosen the grip on your wrist.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to upset you." soft-spoken and calm, you apologized.

"Good, hurry along now," he commanded,

Finally letting go of your wrist, he watched as you ran out to the car, admiring how your ass moved in the leggings you wore. It was as if you wanted him to look or, better yet, grab it.

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The flight from New York to Hawkins wasn't too bad—but you had to sit next to Johnathan, and he didn't make it easy. He would constantly grab your thigh, and when you'd try to move his hand, he only gripped it harder; at one point—he pulled a blanket over him and then leaned over, whispering in your ear that he had a problem only you could take care of. Other than that, the flight was pleasant. You caught up on some reading though you thought you never would. Unfortunately, the plane landed a bit after you flipped the page of what now was the juiciest part of the book. So immersed in the plot—you couldn't hear Johnathan calling out to you. It wasn't until a harsh sting was left on your fingertips that you noticed the book wasn't in your grasp anymore but in Jonathan's—dangling in front of your face.

"What are you waiting for, a miracle or something?" he joked, stepping over you and into the isles before following the crowd heading off the plane; you trotted behind him, carefully tapping his shoulder.

"May I have my book back?" you kindly held your hands out and pleaded.

Johnathan spoke over his shoulder, not looking at you.

"I'll think about it." he proposed.

"Johnathan I—"

"I said I'll think about it." he stopped abruptly and turned to face you, driving you to bump into him at the sudden stillness.

There was a slight pause as you two looked into each other's eyes, unlike usual—this time, it was almost hateful, and you couldn't figure out why. Then, noticing a line was forming behind you, Johnathan quickly apologized and exited the plane.

The car ride was silent primarily as your parents tried to make small talk. All you wanted to do was get to your aunt's house and relax—to get the horrible day you were having out of your head.

As you stared out the window, you smiled as you watched the kids riding past on their bikes giggling to themselves; it made the town look so innocent and peaceful. You rolled the window down—getting a wif of the sweet air; it was nothing like New York and made you feel comfortable. Everything you saw made you want to stay—from the greenery to the simple houses; it was all ideal.

"We're here." your mother squeaked—you broke from your daydream.

Before the car could make a complete stop—you quickly hopped out, grabbed your bags, and ran up to the door to knock on it. Eagerly waiting for the door to open, you heard Colin laugh, saying he's never seen you so excited. Then, finally, it swung open—and in front of you stood your cousin Kim screaming as she held her arms open, gesturing to hug her. Moving inside—you set your bags down before grabbing her and holding her tight.

"Oh my God, I missed you so much." your grip only got strong as Kim tried pulling away.

"I can tell," Kim replied—giving you a few pats on the back.

As you let go, the rest of your family walked in—your aunt emerged from the living room upon hearing all the commotion and looked a little stunned.

"I thought you guys weren't coming till late evening." puzzlement was written all over her face.

"I did too, but we caught an earlier flight." your mom explained.

"Well, you should've let me know; I would've come to pick you up."

"It's fine; the cab ride was short anyway." ending the conversation there, your mom embraced her sister—giving her compliments on the house.

There was a brief introduction between your stepdad, stepbrother, and cousin. She hadn't met them, but she'd heard about them occasionally. Your aunt had met them on a trip to New York a while ago and decided that if your mother was pleased, then she was pleased.

"Kim!!" You heard a deep yet serene voice yell from upstairs. Whipping your head in Kim's direction—you wondered.

"Oh!!" She gasped, slapping her hand on her forehead. "You have to meet this dude. He's the coolest person ever." Then, before you could even think, she grabbed your hand—nearly dragging you up the stairs.

Halfway up the stairs, you felt the hairs on the back of your neck stand; it was chilling. Glancing over your shoulder—you noticed Johnathan grimly look at you. Not overthinking it, you persisted up the stairs, and his face disappeared—giving you some relief as you made your way down the hall.

You stood in front of Kim's bedroom door; she turned to you, biting her lip and bouncing on the balls of her feet as she held the door knob.

"Ready?" She egged on.

Giving her a low chuckle, you shrugged.

Twisting the knob, she pushed the door open—pulling you in before dropping your hand to raise hers in the air.

"Eddie, Eddie, Eddie!!" She chanted, fist bumping the air after each call.

On her bed lay a boy; he looked roughly around your age. This Eddie guy looked comfortable—so you'd guessed he was a close friend of Kim's. He wore black ankle socks, ripped black jeans, and a black graphic tee to tie the theme together; the shirt had something written on the front—but you couldn't tell with how he lay on the bed. Glossing over him, you noticed a few tattoos and piercings. Did your aunt honestly allow this guy to come over and spend time in your cousin's room? You thought. His hair then caught your attention; it was big and slightly curly—and the way it framed his face made him look mature and well-kept.

"Take a picture; it'll last longer." the boy spoke, flashing a small smile. He examined you for a few seconds, looking you up and down before that smile became a smirk.

"Oh, I didn't mean—I was just—" you stumbled over yourself before quickly getting it together and starting over. "Hi, I'm y/n," you said, walking up to the bed—arm stretched out to shake his hand.

Eddie jumped up before you reached him, swiftly snaking his arms around your shoulder and pulling you into a warm embrace; he had a sweet, almost vanilla-like scent with a hint of tobacco that couldn't go unnoticed.

"I'm a hugger." he amused, resting his chin on your shoulder. It certainly surprised you, but you didn't mind; it felt comforting, and lord knows you need a little bit of it.

"No worries, it's fine," assuring him you tucked your arms under his, making the hug more comfortable.

You two pulled away, letting out a breathy laugh.

"Well, I'm Eddie," he smiled. "So you've heard." Brushing his hair back—he stood straight, fixing his posture to look more presentable. You nodded, giving him the same dopey smile he'd shown before.

"I'm y/n," your mouth got the best of you. "oh shoot, I already said that." you chuckled nervously.

"And I'm Kim!!" she mocked, waving to you both from her vanity mirror. Eddie rolled his eyes—and you giggled while moving to take a seat on the edge of Kim's bed. Eddie plopped down next to you, making the bed jump a little, causing you to fall flat on your ass.

Geez, could you be more embarrassing? You thought.

Eddie quickly hopped off the bed—lending you a hand as he crouched to your eye level. For a moment, it felt as if you two were the only ones in the room; one arm was around your waist while the other held your hand firmly. Shyly looking away, your eyes searched for something or someone to shift your focus to. What little 'fun' you were having all crumbled away—and in crept Johnathan. Feeling your chest tighten, you swiftly got up, pushing Eddie away from you, adjusting your clothes—and straightening yourself out.

"Hey," Johnathan mumbled. He stepped inside slowly, ensuring it was okay with Kim to continue.

After getting a wave from Kim, signaling him to come in—he didn't hesitate. Jonathan resided in the bean bag chair Kim had placed in the corner of her room, never breaking eye contact with you; you don't think he ever broke eye contact since he walked in.

"Eddie, this is Johnathan. Johnathan, this is Eddie," Kim briefly introduced—turning back to her mirror and continuing to paint her nails. They both exchanged a simple wave as you moved to sit on the floor.

Eddie sat back on Kim's bed and grabbed his pack of cigs from his pocket. He took one out and placed it between his lips, then reaching over to her nightstand, he held the lighter—pulling it to the butt of the cigarette. Eddie flicked the lighter open—and you watched as the flame sparked up the end making the cigarette sizzle.

He took a puff blowing out rings before extending his arm to you and offering you some. You glanced over at Johnathan, who just sat there, giving you a blank stare.

"No thanks, I'm fine." you shook your head, declining his offer.

"You sure?"

Taking one more peak at Johnathan, you pushed eddies arm away, repeating your 'no.'

Eddie shrugged, then offered some to the others in the room; they each had a bit before letting him finish the rest.

As the hours passed—you all remained in the room chatting about your favorite bands/musicians, snacks, and other stuff. Eddie was surprised that your favorite band was Black Sabbath and proceeded to show off his t-shirt. Now that you could see the material properly, it was a Black Sabbath world tour t-shirt—the same your dad had gotten you for your 18th birthday. Without even realizing it, you and Eddie began a conversation of your own—and you had much more in common than you thought.

It was getting late, so Kim decided to take Eddie home. Your aunt didn't mind and told her to take the car and get back safe.

"It was super nice meeting you, y/n," Eddie said, reaching out to hug you.

"No, it was nice meeting you, Eddie!" you chirped, hugging him tightly. As he walked to the front door, he paused—snapping his fingers in the air before turning to you. "I almost forgot, Kim and I are heading to the lake tomorrow; wanna join?" Not giving it a second thought—you agreed, smiling cheerfully. Then, after hugging him once more, you waved him goodbye.

"See you tomorrow!" you nearly shouted before closing the door.

You made your way back up the stairs heading to your room without noticing Johnathan standing at the top of the stairs. Coming to a halt, you looked up at him, your smile slowly fading away.

"It was really nice meeting you, Eddie!" he mocked.

"Huh?"

"Don't act like an idiot; you were practically all over that guy."

"I was just being nice" trying to defend yourself, you moved past him, making it to your room. Johnathan followed not too far behind, pushing you inside and locking the door.

"You think just cause we're in an unfamiliar place, you get to act different?" he questioned.

"No."

"Then why are you trying to fuck with me?" he pressured, stepping closer, forcing you to back up against the edge of the bed.

"I'm not." almost whispering, you assured him.

"But you are."

Everything happened so quickly; you were on the bed gasping for air. Johnathan had one hand around your throat—squeezing tightly as the other caressed your cheek fondly. The room fell silent for a moment; all that could be heard was the rustling of the sheets as you struggled to get him off.

"It's okay, you're okay." he cooed.

Your vision was getting blurry, and the room started to spin—before passing out from the lack of air, he leaned down and whispered in your ear.

"I am going to make you remember who you belong to."

Then everything went black.

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The glints of sunlight beamed through the slightly opened curtain; you squirmed, moving your hand in front of your face to block it. Then, while sitting up—you winced at the sharp pain in your lower back and pelvic area. Throwing the sheets off, you placed your feet on the cold hardwood floor and attempted to stand, but the discomfort was too much to bear—making you fall back on the bed. After a while, you decided it wasn't worth it and crawled back underneath the sheets tucking yourself in—you brought your knees up to your chest, squeezing tightly and wept, eventually drifting off to sleep.

A soft knock woke you up from your sleep.

"Y/n, it's almost noon. Don't you want some food?" it was your aunt shouting from the other side of the door.

Now fully awake, you climbed out of bed once more—and the pain subsided, making it easier for you to continue. While stretching your arms out into the air, yawning, you swung the door—greeting your aunt with a sweet 'good afternoon.'

The laundry basket that was once cradled in her arms was now on the floor with a loud thud. She reached up, hesitating to put her hand on your neck.

"What happened?" she quaked while pointing at your neck. You tilted your head, confused at the vague question. Then you remembered. Touching your neck softly—you looked at her and shook your head.

"M-my neck was super itchy last night, so I must've scratched too hard." It was a silly response, but you were hoping she bought it.

"You must be allergic to something," she pitched in, slightly tapping her foot on the ground. She thought a moment. "It might be the sheets. I'm using this new detergent."

"Must be." You shrugged.

Bingo!

"Well, wash up, so it doesn't spread, then come eat when you're ready." she picked up the laundry basket and headed downstairs, leaving you.

The shower was short but sweet; the warm water helped you feel cleansed of last night's horrific events. After throwing on a loose shirt and some shorts, you headed downstairs to the kitchen. You didn't think that anyone would be in there since breakfast was long over, but when you entered, you stopped dead in your tracks as eyes peered over at you.

"Well, look who's out of bed." Colin amused.

You gave a soft smile before walking over to the table, taking a seat between Kim and Johnathan. Your mother handed you a plate loaded with pancakes, eggs, and bacon. Thanking her—you picked up your fork, getting ready to dig in.

"The fuck happened to your neck," Kim asked.

"Kim!!" Your aunt gasped.

Kim ignored her outburst and looked at you. The whole table turned to you, waiting for an answer. From the corner of your eye, you could see Johnathan staring.

"I um," you crocked.

"She got a nasty rash from the bedding." your aunt chimed in. "I'm switching the detergent, so it doesn't get worse."

"Yeah." you agreed. Your aunt gave you a slight nod and then passed you a cup of tea.

"That's gross," Kim expressed. "I hope this doesn't interfere with our trip to the lake. Eddie said he was excited."

"Yeah, sorry, I can't go."

"What!!"

"I'm sorry. I...don't want anyone else to get what I got." lying came so effortlessly to you—at this point, it was like second nature.

You finished the last of your brunch and washed whatever dishes were left. Your mother and father decided to help your aunt grocery shop and headed out early. Kim fixed herself in the mirror one last time before heading out a few minutes after them.

Johnathan didn't feel like going out, nor did he have any plans—so you two were left alone till someone got back. Ultimately, neither of you spoke for the first few hours—but nothing good lasts forever. So when Johnathan approached you, you were sitting on the living room couch, flipping through channels.

"Um...can we talk?" he asked tenderly, sitting beside you.

"I just want to be left alone for a moment," you replied.

"That's why I didn't say anything for a while."

"Please, Johnathan, leave me alone." you moved over to another cushioning—putting some space between yourselves.

"If you didn't act like such a brat, then shit wouldn't happen to you."

There was a long pause as you tried to process the words that left his mouth. You believed that trying to be a good sister and giving him everything he wanted would be good enough—but now it was overwhelming, and you wanted it to stop—you wanted him to be stopped.

Quickly sprinting past Johnathan, you ran up the stairs—to your room, locking the door behind you. He kicked and pounded on the door, yelling insults and threats—though you were terrified to step out, you stood your ground—not once reaching to open it. Instead, with your back against the door, you covered your ears and hummed to yourself—trying to drown out the noise.

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The ruckus from the other side of the door caused you to sit up and look around; you hadn't realized you'd been in your room for hours—as it darkened outside. Then, slowly and cautiously—you reached for the doorknob, twisting it slightly before growing the courage to open it. After poking your head out to look left then right—you stepped outside, leaving the door ajar behind you. Finally, reaching the bottom of the stairs—you peeked around the corner holding your balance with the wall. Everyone except Kim was standing in the kitchen, taking groceries out of their bags and putting them away.

"Is Kim coming home late again?" you whispered.

Your aunt closed the fridge to get a better look at you.

"She's staying over at a friend's; you wanna call her?"

"No, it's fine—just wondering."

"Well, I'll be starting dinner soon—" your aunt began.

"Oh, I'm not really hungry." you lied.

You just wanted to stay in your room since the only person you were comfortable around wasn't here.

"Sweetie, you're getting so thin you need to eat." your mom expressed.

"I ate throughout the day. So I'll just go to bed early if that's okay."

Your mother couldn't get an answer out as you were already heading to your room. Shutting the door behind you—you walked over to the nightstand, picked up the alarm, reading the time.

"Ten, great," you mumbled sarcastically to yourself. Then, flopping onto the bed, you closed your eyes—immediately falling asleep.

It didn't last very long, or so you thought. Small tapping sounds filled your room, waking you from sleep—looking around, you realized the room was incredibly dark now. As you reached for the the lamp switch and flicked it on, you glanced down at the clock—reading the time currently as 12:30.

Again you heard the tapping or whatever it was—sitting still; you listened for it once more. What the hell? You thought to yourself. You got up and started walking around the room, trying to pinpoint where the sound was coming from. A face appeared in the window the second you opened the curtain—making you flinch. After regaining your composure, you opened the curtain again.

"Eddie?"

He responded with a muffled 'hey,' waving for you to unlock the latch—you did, and he slid the window up, climbing in with ease. You sat on the bed, and there was a short silence before he pulled the chair from the small desk in the corner—placing it in front of you. He sat in front of you, offering a simple smile, and you gave him one back.

"Welp, I'd like to see the rash." he requested.

"What?" you responded with a giggle.

"Kim said you couldn't come to the lake because of a rash on your neck—I'd like to see it."

Oh.

"Well, I don't want you to get it so—"

"Bullshit, I'm already here. Might as well take a look, plus I live in a trailer park—so much nasty shit is down there I've gotten plenty of rashes, might even be able to help you get rid of yours." he countered.

"Eddie, seriously, it's fine."

"Come on." he stood up—grabbing your hand, making you flinch and yank it back.

"I said it's fine."

Eddie surrendered, sitting back in the chair. He examined you for a moment and could tell something was off—even though you two only met less than 24 hours ago, he felt as if he knew you, and you did him. Moreover, both of you had so much in common that it was impossible to hide from one another. So he had to ask when you continuously avoided his gaze.

"Is everything okay, y/n?" soft-spoken, he scooted closer, checking if you were comfortable. You didn't respond but stared at the ground, fiddling with your fingers.

"It's okay, everything is okay, just talk to me." he reached out again—this time, you took his hand, squeezing it softly but never looking up at him.

"It's not okay." you sniffled.

"I'm right here; just please talk to me." he used his other hand to caress your cheek—you flinched again. Eddie whispered a small sorry, but you shook your head, saying it was alright. He did it again, then moved down to hold your chin—he turned your head every so softly, compelling you to look at him. His eyes glossed over your face taking in every detail of you. Then, trailing down to your neck, he froze—darting between your eyes and neck. Though Eddie wasn't the brightest person, that didn't mean he was a complete idiot.

"That's not a ra—"

You knew he knew, but you didn't want him to finish that sentence, "If I tell you, do you promise not to say a word to anyone else?"

He thought for a moment, then took both your hands in his—and gave you a quick nod.

"Nothing leaves this room, I promise."

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