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#z nation x reader
topazy · 2 months
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Inside, outside
Pairings: 10k x reader, Addy Carver × sister reader
Warnings: Swearing, usual violence towards Z’s
Chapter: 5.05
People. Zombies. Bombs. Chaos.
Altura still hadn’t recovered from the bombing, and survivors were still scrambling to try and find their loved ones. You felt a sense of guilt knowing that some had lost everyone and everything, while you still had 10k and Red. Red was more concerned than either of you that Doc, Warren, and Murphy were nowhere to be seen, but you had a gut feeling they were gone but not dead.
“I’d bet any money the three of them will turn up soon. Murphy, no doubt caught up in something dangerous, he’ll drag the rest of them into.”
10k suddenly jolts up in the cot; it takes him a moment to gather his bearings. Once he realizes his place in your shared rent, he leans his head back, using his hand to grip the bedsheets before feeling for you.
“Do you feel any better?”
“A little,” he confirms. His voice was raspy from being in a deep sleep less than a minute before. “I had a dream we were still living out on the road, still on the mission to get that dickhead to California, and we kept encountering the same issues as before except this time we had a baby... I was useless. I could hold my own child or even take out a z; everyone had to do it for me.”
You lean forward and kiss the crown of his head. “You will be able to use your gun again; it will just take time to adjust.”
“You don’t know that.”
Seeing the doubt in his eyes, he said, “Yes, I do. Because I know the second you sense danger, your fatherly instincts will kick in, and protecting this baby will be the most natural thing in the world.”
He closes his eyes. “I hope so.”
You stand and offer him your hand. “Come on, once we’ve had breakfast, I’m going to help you practice.”
Behind the main buildings in Altura is a wooded area in which Red has set up a shooting range for 10k to practice his aim. So far, he has missed the tin can with every shot he has taken. The part of the hospital that had prosthetic limbs was destroyed during the bombing, and Sun Mei said it would be a while before new ones were made. He was given a leather pouch to cover his stump with a hook on the end of it, which was causing him to struggle to keep grip on his weapon.
“Just take your time,” Red says, reassuring him.
When 10K misses the target again, he lets out a hiss of pain. You motion to his stump and say, “Let me take a look.”
“It’s fine.”
“It’s not fine if you’re in pain.”
Knowing you wouldn’t let it go, 10k pulls down the leather pouch for you to inspect his stitches. The swelling was going down, but infection was weeping from the stitches. “You need to show Sun Mei and get more antibiotics.”
“Maybe you should take a break or use your left hand,” Red suggests.
“Just forget it.”
Red looks upset as 10k walks away. You place your hand on her shoulder and say, “Hey, thank you. It might not seem like it, but I know Tommy really appreciates everything you’re doing for him.”
She pulls you in for a hug. “I’m really scared; we are lucky we survived the first bombing. What if there’s another?”
“Then we do the same thing: keep each other safe.”
When you can’t find 10k in the medical bay, you go looking for him in the woods, but he spots you first. He puts his finger to his lips, signaling for you to remain silent, then waves you over. Crouching down beside him, you watch as two men shock a z with an electric baton, forcing it into one of the buildings, which looked empty aside from a few vans.
“What do we do?” You whisper.
“We gotta know where he’s taking it.”
You stay close to him as you make your way into the building. You jump back and grip onto his shoulder when Z's fingers peek through the crack underneath a large metal door, with metal chains covering the door as an extra precaution. 10k presses his ear against another securely locked door.
Quietly, you say, “It sounds like wild animals behind the doors.”
10k says nothing and leans back. Seconds later, a beeping sound fills the room, followed by the sound of a door opening and footsteps. 10k points to a large shipping truck, and you both crawl underneath it to avoid being seen.
From the spot you’re in, you notice Florida license plates on the back of the van in front. The man paces back and forth before eventually leaving the building.
You crawl out first, being careful so your stomach doesn’t rub against the concrete ground. You help 10K up and begin to dust yourself down, noting the fresh trail of mud tracks with traces of blood on the ground.
10k whispers, “We should go before—oh shit.”
A man’s voice comes from the opposite side of the truck. “Let’s get this shit over with.”
Not knowing where to go, you run to one of the other shipping trucks and climb into the back of it. When it starts to move slowly you ask, “Do we jump?”
Before you can make a decision, the back of the truck is facing the large metal doors, which are now unlocked, and a large ball made up of Z’s clutched together comes rolling towards you.
With no way of escaping, 10k points to the panels on the ceiling of the truck. “Whatever you do, don’t let go.”
You feel physically sick watching as 10k struggles to hold onto the wooden panel, which was the only thing keeping him from being devoured by the Z’s below. He was too far away for you to help him, and if you made any noise, the driver would hear it and most likely shoot the both of you.
When the truck comes to a sudden stop and the doors at the back open, allowing the Z’s to roll out of it, When the engine is turned back on, you both let go of the panels and jump down just as the truck starts to move off again, leaving the both of you deserted in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by nothing but trees. You sigh, noticing the pouch 10K had covering his wound was gone.
Even though you land on your feet, 10K is beside you with a worried look on his face. “Soon as we get to safety, we are done; no more adventures for either of us.”
You place your hand on your stomach and say, “As happy as I am that we have Doc and Warren back in our lives, I sometimes wish we never left the treehouse.”
“How far along do you think you are?”
Because of the bombing, you never got your scan. You tried to work it out, but since you didn’t track days, it was impossible to actually know. “Since I’m not showing, I’d say I’m still in my first trimester. Maybe in five or six weeks, what do you think?”
When you don’t get an answer, you look back and see 10k crouching down, looking at some footprints left in the dirt. “These are Doc and Warren's footsteps.”
Noticing a small hill, you run up it and see newly dug graves. Seeing a fairly clean bandana on the ground, you kneel down to get it. You wipe it off and give it to 10k; he ties it around his stump to keep it covered.
You study the graves and are thankful you don’t know any of the names carved onto the wooden crosses above each one. Hearing a faint, snarling noise, you turn to see a Z coming up behind you.
You stumble backwards, “Tommy!”
He grabs one of the wooden planks sticking out of the ground, snaps it, and then stabs the Z in the head.
“Eight thousand six hundred and nine.”
While getting to your feet, you notice a red mark on a wooden sign. “It looks like spray paint. Do we follow it?”
He nods.
While following the road, you notice a few more of the red marks left behind on trees. Luckily, it was only the odd Z you came across; 10K was trying to shoot and was swaying on its feet, walking in your direction. After several failed attempts, he uses the opposite hand and manages to shoot it in the head.
“Eight thousand six hundred and ten,” you smile.
Soon as you make it to a small town, you take cover behind a car with the same red markings on it. It was parked outside a building with distant music coming from it.
“Are you sure about this? What if it’s a trap?”
“I’ll go in first,” 10K says. “You keep a good distance behind me; if it’s safe, I’ll wave for you to follow.”
You plant a soft kiss on his lips and say, “Okay.”
A side door is open, so it’s easy for you to get inside.10k enters the building first, checking it was clear before waving you to follow. When you reach the room the staircase you’re walking down leads to, 10k goes in first. Sweat drips down your brow as you wait to hear his voice call out, and you let out a sigh of relief when you finally hear him again. “Oh my god,” he calls back to you. “Astra, it’s safe to come in; it’s Doc!”
The room is filled with red lights, giving the impression that it was a seedy nightclub. Soon as you walk in, you see 10k and Doc hugging, and you rush over to join them. “I’m so glad you’re okay, Doc; we've got so much shit we need to tell you! Are Warren and Murphy with you?”
“I’m glad you kids are safe.”
10k steps back from the hug first and taps you on the shoulder. “Uh, it’s your sister.”
You open your eyes, and for the first time in years, you see Addy standing before you. Her hair was much darker and longer than you remember, and from the glaze in her eyes, you could tell she was drunk.
“Hey sis.”
You stare at her speechless; nobody has ever broken your heart like she did, and seeing her again, smiling as if nothing happened, opens up the old wound you tried so hard to heal.
Hearing more steps approaching, your hand goes to a glass bottle sitting on the table next to you.
“Oh my god,” Warren says when she notices you. “You two have no idea how worried we were after hearing about the bombing.”
Warren sees your struggle to hold back tears and pulls you in for a hug and whispers, “I’ve got you, baby girl; I’ve got you.”
You look at Murphy suspiciously as he pours out drinks from behind a bar. He was dressed in a red suit, which matched his red skin. When he offers you a cup, you push it back and say, "No thanks.”
He grunts, “Not good enough for you, princess.”
Rolling your eyes, you walk over to join the rest of your group, sitting around a circle table. It felt weird to be with 10K, Doc, Warren, Addy, and Murphy at the same time again. George was there as well, but it still felt like old times.
You sit beside 10K, who was explaining what you saw. “Those vans are being loaded up deliberately. Somebody’s shipping a truckload of zombie tourists.”
“So you think it’s Altura?” Warren asks.
“I don’t know.”
“It’s where we saw the vans, but it could be anybody.”
While the conversation continues, Addy tries to make eye contact with you, but given the amount of alcohol you witnessed her drink, you pretended not to notice.
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starshade360 · 3 months
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Who Am I?
My name is Star, I really like Fan-fiction and wanted to do a small little dabble. So let’s go over some stuff!
Discord:
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Rules
No Male Pregnancy… I will do adoption but male pregnancy makes me uncomfortable and it could kill someone
this is reader x character
Nsfw is allowed! It might be bad but I’ll try!
I’ll do kinks unless it’s like.. piss.. no.
I will try my best doing any gender
It doesn’t always have to be dating! It can be a child as well.
Mostly headcannons, I’ll try doing one shots
I WILL DO GORE AND ANGST!
No pedophilia you freaks.
I will do genderbends!
Fandoms
Helluva Boss
Hazbin Hotel
FNAF
Owl House
Amphibia
Life Is Strange
Andy and The Coffin of LeyLey
Z-Nation
Ninjago
That’s all for now.. this might be updated.
In Conclusion
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Inexperienced
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The night was cold, you snuggled deeper into the blanket wrapped around you. The ground was hard, but it wasn’t anything you weren’t used to. 
Warren and everyone else had opted to sleep in the truck, while you and 10k took turns taking watch. He sat on the ground a few feet away, eyes sweeping his surroundings like a hawk. 
“Are you cold?” he turned his head towards you, moonlight reflecting off of his eyes. 
“Only a little.” You replied, eyes looking deeply into his. 
He smiled, setting down his gun and scooting closer to you. You slid back the thin cotton blanket, patting the spot beside you. 
He shook his head, “I can’t. Gotta keep watch.”
You frowned, eyes twinkling with a ‘please’.
You pushed your hair back, out of your face. 
“They’re all inside the truck, they’ll be safe. And as for us. Well, we’ll hear anything that comes our way.” You pulled the blanket tighter, patting the spot again and put on your best, ‘come lay with me now’ face. 
He immediately moved even closer, pulling the blanket back some more. He slid in, cuddling up to you. His hand unconsciously went to your bare thigh, your shorts doing nothing against the cold air. Your stomach churned, tingling. You weren’t anything close to a virgin but it had been so long, and his warm hands were a contrast to your cold skin.
Your eyes move to his, and they’re shining with a look you’ve never seen from him before. 10k was, well inexperienced was the word you’d use for it. 
He’d never had as much as a handjob, and you were ok with that. 
Hell, you liked it. Something about how untainted he was just made you want to ruin him.
The tingling only got worse as your thoughts went deeper. 
There was a time when you were behind a tree, the group was back at the car; dealing with murphy.  Your lips against his were soft, and he groaned against your body, leaning into the tree. 
Your lips moved to his neck and that’s when you realized he was hard. Your left hand moved down to squeeze him through his pants and he moaned. 
Yes, moaned. You laughed, moving away from him and fixing your hair before walking out from behind the tree and back to everyone else. 
That was the day Addy had slipped a silver square package into your hand and gave you a lecture about being safe. 
So here you were, his hand sliding up your thigh under the blankets. Your arms wrapped behind his neck, and you rolled on top of him giggling.
He looked at you intently, eyes darkening. Your arms slipped out from behind him, and moved to his chest. You leaned down, lips meeting his. 
They formed together perfectly, like you were made for eachother. Your tongue slid across his bottom lip, begging for entrance. 
He granted it, opening his mouth to allow you in. 
He sighed into the kiss, content. Your nails moved up and down his chest, not enough to make marks but enough to hurt just a little.
Your mouth slid off of his, moving to his neck. Your hands moved to the bottom of his shirt and you pulled on it. He got the hint, lifting his upper half to allow you to pull it off. Your lips left his neck, and you pulled the shirt up and over his head to reveal his milky white chest.
Your lips attached to his nipple and he moaned, arching his back into you. 
He panted, hands tangling into your hair. 
“God!” He breathed out as your tongue swiped across the bud. 
Your hand slid down his body, stopping right above his belt.
“Wait,” he panted. “They could see us”
“Shhh,” you shushed him. “No one will see anything.”
Your hand crept under his belt, and into his pants. Your fingers wrapped around his dick, and it pulsed in your hand.
His breathing got hard, and he squeezed his eyes shut.
You kissed down his body, stopping just below his navel to look up at him. He was blissed out, sweaty hair sticking to his forehead. You began to move your hand, jerking him slowly. You used your other hand to pull his pants and boxers the rest of the way down. 
Slowly, you put your mouth against him. Tongue going flat against the tip,he gasped loudly, he hadn’t expected that feeling.
It was warm and wet against him and he’d never felt anything like it, anything as good. 
You moved your mouth down, taking the tip fully into your mouth and sucking. 
He gaped at you, eyes wide as he watched you work. 
You took more of him into your mouth, working the underside of it with your tongue. 
“I’m-“ He choked out a gasp. “You gotta stop, I’m gonna-“ 
You didn’t stop, you went faster. And with a moan he was cumming. it filled your mouth and you swallowed around him. You looked up in confusion at the sound of a sob. 
His eyes were filled with tears and he was stumbling over his words. 
“God- I’m- I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to-“ He was embarrassed, he didn’t want to come so quickly. 
You pulled off him with a pop, and slid up his body. 
“Hey, it’s okay.” You murmured, hand sliding over his cheek. You wiped at his tears. “You’re new to all this stuff, it’s okay”
He quieted down quickly, sniffing.
You smiled at him and he looked at you intently.
“Your turn.” he grinned, flipping you over as you laughed. 
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zaynmirrors · 5 months
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Fire on Fire: Part 20
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A/N: Getting close to the end guys! Does anyone have any ideas for another series or blurbs? Open to suggestions.
Chapter 20
10k stayed in and out of consciousness, so much to the point I was starting to worry. Eventually, by luck, we met up with Warren and the others. 
“I’m sorry I dragged you into this” Warren spoke, glancing back at me in the rearview mirror. 
I shook my head, “All good” though I’m not sure it was. 
“How’s your little girl?” She smiled fondly at the memory of her. 
A small smile tugged on my lips, “She’s good, talking, being a menace” which earned a chuckle from Warren. 
“Where is your daughter now?” Hector, who I managed to learn they had beef with for a while but was now on our side. 
I winced, “it’s a long story, but she's with this couple that took us in. Very fortified place”
Hector nodded and mumbled something about that being nice as Doctor Sun Mei glanced back at 10k who slept, she said nothing but looked skeptical. 
“What can you tell us about Murphy town?” Warren asked. 
I shook my head. “Not much, there’s a lot of security, a zombie moat, and these people just listen to him”
“Now that’s odd” Warren grunted, I nodded. 
“That’s all I got before he knocked me out” I stated 
Hector raised an eyebrow “knocked you out?”
I nodded, “yeah, woke up in a psych ward, that’s how I met up with doc and 10k”
“Oh you’re gonna wanna hear this!” Doc piped up and went on to tell the whole story, I snorted, laughing at some of the funny parts. 
“Sounds like you guys have been up to quite a bit” Addy pipes up. I nod. The ride continued swapping stories of zombies, family before, and just what we wish the world was now. 
Warren pulled to a stop at a lookout that gave us a good view of Murphy's little village. If it came to a fight I don't know if I'd be able to go down swinging. I promised I'd make it back to Em. 
I sighed quietly, taking a look at 10k who was still passed out. Good, sleep it off. The more time I have to plan out this conversation the better. 
Warren decided to set up camp here, so we sat around a low-burning fire eating beans Maggie packed for me. I stood taking what was left of my bowl over to the opened trunk of the car where 10k lay. Though instead of asleep, his eyes were open staring at the roof of the car. His head turned my way. Fuck. 
“How long have you been here?” He asked, voice still groggy from sleep, or drugs, or Murphy, hell maybe a combo. 
I took a breath, “been here a while” he sat up, swinging his legs over the edge of the trunk. 
He looked at the bowl in my hand and then back up to my face. “Come to really put a knife in my chest?” He deadpanned. 
No emotion was shown in his eyes, I glanced over to see if anyone was listening, if they were they were doing a good job hiding it. 
“I came to apologize, and save your ass” I offered up the bowl of beans, he crossed his arms over his chest in rejection so I set it on the edge of the trunk beside him. 
He stayed silent, either not wanting to listen or telling me to continue. Regardless I continued. “I was selfish, I chose Emma over you and the mission and I’m sorry.”
He loosened the tightness of his arms but his face remained stoic so I just went on, “Every waking moment I think about you, about us. fuck you’re in my dreams too. I was stupid and you can hate me all you want, I deserve it.” 
He remained silent, as tears threatened to spill. Heat ran its way up from my cheeks to the tops of my ears. I could tell he was in contemplation, I knew him all too well. “I would’ve gone with you,” he said, firm and truthful. “You could’ve just said something, everything could’ve been okay. All you had to do was just fucking say something!” His fist hit the carpet inside but still made a loud enough noise that made me jump. 
He went on, “The little savior act isn’t going to fix things. I should’ve known you would’ve picked that thing over me. I was happier thinking you were dead” 
I couldn’t stop the tear that fell down my cheek but I wasn’t about to cry in earshot of everyone else. I simply nodded and walked away, noticing we had gathered an audience. 
My feet carried me past the group, ignoring Warren calling out for me. This is exactly how I figured it would go. I should’ve just stayed at the farm. Crawling into one of the tents we set up, I laid on the sleeping bag and sobbed, Not caring about anyone hearing me. 
I sobbed, knowing you fucked up was one guilt but hearing it was a whole other level. I almost hadn’t heard Addy enter the tent. “Y/N, you wanna talk?”
Shaking my head earned a sigh from her, then some rustling and a sudden warmth at my back. I didn’t stray from her touch when she wrapped around me.
Addy rested her nose on the top of my head. A hand in my hair, rubbing in soothing circles. “I don’t think he means what he said,” she said lowly. So they had heard. 
I shook my head but she just shushed me, “Give him time, it’s obvious he’s not in the right mind at the moment”. It didn’t matter to me, somewhere deep in his mind he meant that. She held me, soothing me as I cried. Even as I fell asleep. 
That morning I woke alone, not that it bothered me. I was becoming used to waking up alone. I didn’t want to leave the safety of the tent. Leaving meant facing the group. Facing 10k. I couldn’t do that, though there wasn’t much choice in that matter. I’d have to leave eventually. 
Before I could even think about getting up Warren made her way into the tent, biscuit in hand which she offered out to me. I took it with a small smile. 
“He ran off” was all she said, I knew though. I just nodded and so she continued “We’re gonna fight, it'll be messy. I know you got that little girl to take care of so if you wanted to leave” Did I want to leave? I felt indifferent about fighting.
“If you find yourselves out our way, stop by,” I said, she nodded. I’m sure she knew what my choice was going to be. I told her how to find us, “when 10K gets fixed-“
She smiled, “I’ll send him your way, give that little girl a hug for me” I nodded and smiled, turning on my heel to face the tent. 
I didn’t waste time gathering my stuff. When I was done, I went to say my goodbyes but saw Addie talking to Warren who held a sullen expression on her face. 
Doc grabbed my attention as he said “I hate to see you go again” I turned to look at him. 
“I know, I want to stay and make sure he’s okay but I can’t.” He held his hand up as if he understood, “If I would’ve just stayed-“
“Hey, don’t. None of us could’ve known that Murphy was going to do that.” He placed a hand on my shoulder. “Murphy set that whole thing up, he knew what he was doing, it wasn’t your fault”
It was like everything clicked together, he truly had planned it all out. Fucker. He deserves everything that’s coming. “You bring him home to me,” I said, pulling Doc into a tight hug.
“We’ll be right behind you kiddo,” he said into my hair, slowly loosening his hold on me. With that, I left. 
Chapter 21
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hyunjinbiased-blog · 1 month
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Fandoms that I write for and rules
Fandoms
Stray Kids
Eminem
Yu-Gi-Oh! (Any characters from the original to 5Ds as I haven't seen Zexal or Arc-V)
Z Nation
Attack on titan
The Witcher
Shadow and Bone
Star Wars
Rules
I don't write smut for underage characters, if you want a certain character then it will be set when they're in their 20s
If a gender is not specified in the ask then readers will be gender neutral
Please be patient as I have other commitments irl so I'm not writing 24/7
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urnanscrustytoes · 5 months
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AHHHHHHHHHHHH ITS OUT IM GOING TO SCREAM EOTH AND WITHKJT THE S
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onlyhoons · 8 months
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gyuvin is the #1 national gf day enthusiast. I DO NOT CARRREEEEE prove me wrong i dare u. just imagine all the type of gifts he gets you, all your favorite foods, cute clothes he caught you staring at when you went window shopping with him the other day, a pretty silver necklace with a cookie charm hanbin suggested as a gift!! gyuvin spoils you with love everytime hes with you but this time he has a reason to do so even more. he just loves you so much and genuinely thinks your the prettiest girl in the world and he still cannot believe youre in his arms staring at each other endearingly whilst wearing the matching sweaters he got for you and him (and eumppappa!). he's like posting you everywhere and showering you with kisses the whole day. you'd have to somehow convince him not to take you anywhere cuz by the time you get home his pockets are gonna be EMPTY. but whether or not you go out or not he still doesnt fail to show how much he loves you and how glad he is that youre in his life.
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cmncisspnandmore · 6 months
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People/Fandoms I write for!
This is a list complained of the people I will write fics for, I’ll add to it as I start writing for more people.
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Criminal Minds
Aaron Hotchner,
Derek Morgan
Spencer Reid
Emily Prentiss
David Rossi
NCIS
Gibbs
Dinozzo
McGee
Supernatural
Dean winchester
Sam winchester
Jo Harvell
Castiel
Teen wolf
Stiles Stilinski
Scott McCall
Z Nation
10k
Marvel
Bucky Barnes
Tony Stark
Steve Rogers
Harry Potter
Draco Malfoy
Call of Duty Modern Warfare 2
Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley
John ‘Soap’ MacTavish
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dazedstarr · 1 year
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10k is so babygirl and i don't think i even need to elaborate
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thefizzyprince · 11 months
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HUNGER
10k x male!reader
WORD COUNT: 940
WARNINGS: None. Just a bit of fluff/angst.
*Established relationship!*
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“Behind you!”
(y/n) spun around as quickly as he could, the sword in his hand glinted in the light and blood splattered across his face as the blade cut a zombie's head in two.
“I had it handled,” (y/n) reassured the taller boy as he used his sleeve to wipe the blood from his face.
 10k crossed his arms and his brow furrowed in doubt, “you could've gotten hurt,”
“That's why I have you watching my back Thomas!” (y/n) smiled and continued down the forest trail.
10k muttered a few words then followed me silently, funny enough (y/n) found his silence endearing. Most people would think it annoying, assuming that he was egotistical or standoffish. It was partly since (y/n) was a rather quiet person himself. Doc joked that he and (y/n) were communicating telepathically which of course would be hysterical if their lives were some sort of tv drama.
“Wait,” 10k placed his hand on (y/n)’s chest to keep him from moving forward. He crouched down to the ground and examined the trail carefully.
“What is it?” (y/n) asked before crouching beside 10k. (y/n) observed the dirt looking for any clues as to what his partner had seen, but it looked like the rest of the earth that was under his boots. “Did yo—” The other young man pressed his finger against (y/n)’s lips and pointed towards a cluster of trees that lay a few feet in front of them.
“Just look,” he whispered and turned his attention away from (y/n).
From out between the trees a rather old looking deer wandered to a patch of grass, seemingly unaware of their presence. It had been so long since they’d seen anything that big in the wild, a rare sight.
“We need food,” the words left (y/n)’s mouth before they had even become a thought and his stomach ached at the prospect of having a decent meal for the first time in months.
10k sighed but nodded, understanding that this was an opportunity that only came once in a blue moon. (y/n) quietly unsheathed his bow and tiptoed towards the deer, doing his best to move as silently as possible.
‘You've got this (y/n), it's just a deer. a defenseless old deer that would taste better than some bugs’ he reassured himself and readied an arrow.
 A twig snapped under his boot and a flurry of curse words zipped through (y/n)’s mind. The deer's head snapped up immediately, its large black eyes stared at (y/n). Moving passed his body and diving into his very soul. Judging (y/n) for every bad decision he’s made since the outbreak started. Every muscle in (y/n)’s body froze and his vision began to blur as the combination of exhaustion and a lack of proper nutrition was finally catching up to him.
Then a moment later a gunshot filled the forest air and the old deer with its inquisitive eyes fell dead.
Quickly (y/n) wiped his eyes to keep the tears from falling. (y/n) cleared his throat and muttered “I had it handled,”
“I know,” 10k said before picking up the deer carcass. “Help me take this back.”
“Do you want to talk about it?” 10k asked as he put out the campfire. A few embers remained and glowed a soft bright red.
(y/n) sighed and walked over to the pick-up truck they had been using and jumped into the back.
“No…I'm fine, honest,” (y/n) murmured while shoving his backpack under his head to use as a makeshift pillow. The truck bed shifted slightly and a second later 10k was lying beside (y/n), he sat up on his side and turned towards (y/n). His hand rested on (y/n)’s arm and after a moment of hesitation he gently intertwined their hands. It was a small gesture, but it meant a lot considering 10k wasn’t very affectionate in front of the rest of the group.
“I... I love you,” 10k murmured in the dark. His voice was small, and his words were barely a whisper.
(y/n) sat up and turned to him in surprise, the words left his body with a tingling sensation.
10k’s eyes widened, and his mouth hung open as he struggled to find some sort of remedy for his quiet confession.
“Why?” (y/n) asked, the two of them had gotten closer over the past few months but the idea of their relationship being more than just trying to fill the loneliness of a postapocalyptic world had crossed never crossed (y/n)’s mind.
10k’s body shifted and he remained tongue tied. The moon's light cast a soft glow over his face and hid the growing redness of his face.
(y/n) sighed, “are you sure?”
“I don't know,” he admitted and looked toward the starlit sky. He shifted his gaze back to (y/n)’s with stars glittering in his eyes as (y/n) wondered if they had always been hiding there.
“All I know is...when I see you my chest fills with this warm fuzzy feeling, there's this crazy need to protect you and it scares me because you're all I can think about these days,” (y/n)’s face grew hot as 10k caressed his cheek gently. “It’s dangerous, but I don't care because I know I just can't live without you (y/n),”
10k inched his lips closer to (y/n)’s and waited for permission. (y/n)’s lips gingerly pressed against the other boys and a soft moan escaped the snipers lips.
“Thank you,” (y/n) whispered to him.
“What for?”
“For putting up with my nonsense.”
(y/n) pressed his lips against 10k’s once more, doing his best to commit to memory the way his lips feel and how his skin tingles wherever 10k’s fingers landed.
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royalty-unknown · 8 months
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ABOUT ME - DNI - REQUEST
Hi welcome to my Royal Palace
My name is Royalty!
Feel free to call me by any of these pet names: Like, Love, Okay
Angel, Puppy, Little One, Cub, Sweetheart, Darling, Honey, Bunny, Bambi!
My Pronouns are: She/Her/Hers
I am Bisexual
My big age is 18 but I regress to about 0-4 Majority of the time it’s 0-1!
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NO NSFW!!!!!! (U will be blocked .)
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HOMOPHOBES
TRANSPHOBES
TERFS
MAPS
ANTI-AGERE
THINSP0
GORE
OR A MEANIE!
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Please do NOT Sexualize my age regression, mine is COMPLETELY NON-Sexual!
All SFW Everything! No NSFW allowed and all NSFW Acc will be blocked. I am working on creating a Big space blog on Tumblr so the two can stay separate. My Wattpad User is: Royalty_unknown and is NSFW and SFW writings but mainly NSFW.
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You can request mood boards too!
This is a fairly large writing scale for the people who I write for!
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All of these people are in orders from my personal most favorite to just favorite person of that category if that makes sense
Slashers:
Stu Macher & Billy Loomis - Scream 1996
Bo, Vincent, & Lester Sinclair - House Of Wax
Brahms Heelshire - The boy
Corey Cunningham & Michael Myers - Halloween Ends
The Grabber - The Black Phone
Norman Bates - Bates Motel
Jason Voorhees - Friday The 13th
Chucky and Tiffany Valentine - Childs Play
Bubba Sawyer - Texas Chainsaw Massacar
Freddy Kruger - Nightmare On Elm Street
Kurt Krunkle - Spree
Detroit Become Human:
Connor
Marcus
Kara
Hank
Simon
Black Panther: Wakanda forever
Riri Williams
Shuri Udaku
Avengers:
Loki
Thor
Bucky Barnes
Stee Rogers
Z Nation:
10k
Warren
George
Doc
Addy
AHS:
James Patrch March
Tate Langdon
Kai Anderson
Do request:
Hurt/Comfort
Poly Dynamics
Fluff
I will about darker topics like ED’s, S*icidal, Intrusive Thoughts, Anxiety, OCD, etc. But only in ways that result in comfort, reassurance, coping, and support. I understand that mental health is a hassle at times so I understand it may be nice to read about someone caring for you through ickiness/times.
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Trans prompts (Sorry I just don’t know how to write in the correct way for that particular subject.Sorry.!)
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REAL LIFE SERIAL KILLERS
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topazy · 8 months
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Inside, outside
Pairings: 10k x reader, Addy Carver × sister reader
Warnings: Swearing
Chapter: 5.02
Doc follows behind George for a few miles as she leads you to Camp Altura. The camp was built around a college campus, which had minimal damage. As you stepped in closer, you were able to see different stalls selling blankets, hot food, hand-made soaps, and fresh fruit and vegetables.
“This place is pretty impressive.”
“Hey, guys!” George calls over from a fenced-off area. “You gotta go to quarantine first!”
She points you in the direction of a tent to revive a medical test that would determine if you were alive or dead. Then you could move onto the second stage and fill out forms to register as a citizen. The third part was being assigned a temporary job until they found a permanent one suited best to the information you’d given them.
Doc and Sarge passed with flying colors, but the doctor checking 10K seemed concerned. “I'm having a hard time finding a pulse,” she says, feeling his wrist. “Any near-death experiences? Going into the white light? Loss of appetite?”
“Sometimes everything’s in slow motion.”
The doctor gets 10k to remove his top half of clothing to scan his body with a UV light. You swallow hard, glancing over to the other side of the tent. You see Doc and Sarge watching with the same expression on their faces, no doubt fearing the same thing as you. What if 10K was still technically dead? The doctor pushes him forward to inspect his back and notices the mark on the back of his neck. “What is that? It looks like a healed-over bite.”
“Oh, that… that was me. I sometimes get a little carried away in the bedroom.”
10k looks mortified at first but then clicks onto your lie. Smiling, he looks up at her and shrugs. “I picked a biter.”
Unconvinced, the doctor begins to feel his neck and then his chest. She roughly pushes her thumb over where his heart should be, causing 10k to wince out in pain. “Any heart problems you’re aware of?”
“Not till you did that,” he says, trying to pull away from her, but the doctor only pushed her thumb in deeper.
After a tense few moments pass, the doctor finally smiles and says, “There we go; we got a pulse.”
When it’s your turn to sit in the chair, you hand the doctor the paper with your name on it. It felt so strange seeing your name in black and white on the medical form. 𝐘/𝐍 ‘𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚’ 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐤. You were unsure whether to even include your first name since nobody calls it anymore, but you chose to in case Addy ever came looking for you.
She looks between you and 10k, who was putting his top back on. “Another Beck, siblings?”
“Married.”
“But not siblings?”
Sarge scrunches up her nose and says, “that’s disgusting.”
You nod in agreement with Sarge while opening up your mouth for the doctor to inspect your teeth.
“Anything can happen in the new world,” she deadpans.
“Ew.”
“Any zombie bites? Mortal wounds? Organ failure?”
You shake your head.
The doctor feels around the inside of your mouth, giving you a disapproving look. Considering how hard it was to keep hygiene standards up while running from the undead and trying to save the world, your teeth were in pretty good condition. The doctor narrows her eyes at you, then turns to tell Doc and Sarge they should start queuing to register because the lines were long. She asks you question after question without giving you a chance to answer. Frowning, she starts to feel around your stomach before moving her hands further up your body.
You swat the doctor's hands away when she feels your breasts. “Eh, excuse me!”
“Hmm,” she starts to scribble down on the piece of paper, shaking her head. “I’ll organize a scan for you. It will probably be later today so they can do a safety evaluation to figure out the best place for you to work.”
10k steps forward, his eyes wide with worry. “Why does she need a scan? Is something wrong?”
“No, just to see how far along the baby is.”
"I’m pre—” Before you can complete the question, you hear a thud. You look over your shoulder to see 10k has passed out. “I’m not…I cannot be.”
She hands you a small yellow tube to pee in and says, “Let’s find out then.”
Oh shit.
“Okay, so now that you’ve registered for citizenship and are certified alive, you’ll need to wait outside in the line on the left for housing and a work permit,” the doctor explains. She smiles at you. “Well, not you, mommy; you’ll be off work for at least a couple of days.”
This wasn’t happening; there had to be some kind of mistake. You couldn’t be pregnant. You glance at 10k, who was toying with the bandana on his head; he hadn’t said anything since two pink lines appeared on the stick the doctor dipped into your urine sample.
“I know this is a shock, but I do have more people waiting to be processed.”
You stand first. “Uh, thank you.”
Stepping out of the medical tent into the camp, you first spot Doc and Sarge, who are waiting for you both. “Fuck, we can’t tell them.”
10k nods in agreement, “we cannot tell them or anyone.”
You go over to retrieve your bags and weapons, which you made to hand over upon arrival. Soon as Doc waved over to you, you knew it would be impossible to keep a secret like this from him. 10k thinks the same because he says, “I don’t know how long I can be around him before I break.”
“We can tell Doc, but nobody else. I don’t want anyone to know anything until... I don’t even know.”
“Until we are finally sure things are safe?”
“Yeah,” you sigh. “Our team is our family; this affects them, and I don’t want to freak everyone out until it’s absolutely necessary. How are you feeling about it? Your head took a pretty hard hit when you hit the ground.”
10k Let’s take a deep breath. “I’m not going to lie; I’m terrified. But we’ve made it this far.” Seeing tears build in your eyes, he pulls you in for a hug and kisses your forehead. “We’ve made it through much worse; we just need time to get our heads around it.”
Taking his hand, you walk towards Doc and Sarge in comfortable silence. Just as you reach them, George appears with a large smile on her face. “Hey guys, I’m glad to see you made it in. Did you get your work assignments?”
“Sure did.” Doc replies. “You’re looking at a future intake examiner. I guess they liked my bedside manner.”
“I’ve been assigned gate duty with the volunteer militia,” Sarge pouts.
“So have I,” 10k says.
Sarge seems a little happier that she and 10K have the same assignment, but she struggles to hide her disappointment. George picks up on it as well, “it’s only temporary. Once the referendum passes, you’ll be able to work anywhere in New America. I personally like Pacifia, my home, but there’s something for everybody.”
You liked the sound of that. Personally, you either wanted to live in an open area like a forest or a farmhouse. You knew it would be a long time before that day came, but having that goal reminded you how worthwhile all the shit you’ve been through was.
George’s dark eyes land on you. “What about you? What’s your work assignment?”
“I don’t have one yet,” you shrug.
George nods her head; she looks like she’s going to say something but notices the nervous glance between yourself and 10K and changes the subject. “Well, if there’s anything I can do—one moment.”
You watch as George orders men who are guarding the fences to be less rough on a woman who’s the new type of zombie. She calls for Dante to hand her one of those little black biscuits and feed it to the women, making her much calmer. Without those biscuits, camp would be screwed; it was the only thing that stopped people who had died from turning completely Z.
After a quick shower and a hot meal, you go with the rest of your group while they are on gate duty. You didn’t want your first day in the place to be alone, especially since you’d got an appointment for a scan later on that day. Even though the doctor confirmed you were with a child, you didn’t feel any different; the only difference you felt now was a massive weight pressing down on you for keeping it a secret. But knowing so many things could go wrong, it was best to keep it quiet for now. At least that’s what you told yourself.
“Warren! Murphy!”
“Oh my god! Roberta! You are indestructible! Look at your hair,” Doc says, pulling a brunette into a hug.
It takes you a few seconds to fully register. Warren was standing in front of you. She was alive. You jump to your feet and rush towards them. “I can’t believe Murphy actually found you. I was so sure both of you were gone.”
Warren hugs you tightly. “I’m glad to see you. I’m so glad you guys made it this far; I was worried I’d never get the chance to see any of you again.”
Whatever happened to Warren when she supposedly died changed her hair back to its natural color. You liked it; she looked more like herself again. Murphy’s skin still remained bright red. Although Altura was the longest zombie-free outpost in North America, you couldn’t shake the niggling feeling that it could all change now that Murphy had arrived. Seconds after the thought crosses your mind, Murphy causes a scene by refusing to go for his examination.
Seeing Dante step forward, you jump in between them and say, “Listen, he’s got a phobia of scientists.”
Doc starts to try and defuse the tension but stops talking when Warren and George smile at each other. They walk towards each other and hug. It turns out they were old friends who saved each other's lives at the start of the apocalypse.
The outpost was more impressive than you first realized; it even had its own bar—not that you could drink for a long time, but it was nice that others could. When you first entered the bar, you were pleasantly surprised to meet Simon Cruller, better known as Citizen Z. It was crazy to think how many times he’d saved your asses without ever actually meeting you.
“Oh my god, what is that?”
You try not to barf as a citizen places down a large glass of green tequila before sitting down beside 10k and saying, “Do not let me drink this; I have a wife and kid.”
10k tilts his head and looks at you with wide eyes; you could already see the sweat gathering at his hairline. You had agreed to sit down with Doc and gently break the news to him that night, then, in a few days, tell the others, but the unknown elephant in the room had caught the attention of Sarge, Simone, and Doc, who were all staring at the two of you, waiting for one of you to say something.
Doc suddenly lunges forward, “Reds alive! She’s here with some dude, and they have a kid!”
Before either of you can answer, glass shatters from the other side of the bar, and two drunk men begin to shove each other while arguing. Sarge and Simone go to intervene, while Doc stays behind. A baby? How long have you been apart from her? Keeping track of time in the apocalypse was never easy.
“Sorry kids, I thought you would be over the moon to—”
10K suddenly lunges forward, downing the green tequila he burns loudly before wiping his mouth with the back of his sleeve. He looks at Doc and blurts out, “Astra’s pregnant, with a baby!”
Doc leans back into his chair and says, “Oh my god, I mean congratulations. You guys must be—”
“Terrified.”
“Nauseated.”
“What’s going on, gang?” Warren asks, walking towards you.
“Nothing, nothing,” 10k scrambled to his feet. “I need some fresh air.”
“Yeah, I’ll go with you.”
“You guys should go talk to her,” Sarge says, motioning her head in the direction Red was going.
While walking around the stall area, Sarge caught up with you and 10K; if she sensed something was going on, she never let on.
“Yeah, it would be nice to catch up with her and find out how she vanished into thin air.”
You start to approach her first, watching as she smiles brightly and talks to someone, but when a man hands her a baby wrapped in blankets, you quickly turn and head in another direction. It was too much. Starting a new life, finding out you were growing a new life, Warren coming from the dead, and now seeing Red with a family—it was too much for you to process at once.
“Astra! Astra, wait!”
You run until you start to feel physically sick and sit down on a patch of grass. Pulling your chest up to your knees, you quietly sob. You lose track of how long you’re sitting for; you only lift your head when footsteps approach from behind. “I’m sorry, Tommy.”
“No need to be sorry.”
“Red?” You wipe away your fallen tears and stand, saying, “You’re really here.”
“And you’re alive!” She rushes over and embraces you in a hug that you desperately needed. “I spoke to 10K; just to be clear, I’m not married, but here you are. Congratulations.”
You pull back and chuckle. “I’d say I wish you were there, but it was kind of chaotic.”
“Isn’t it always? What kind of wedding was it?”
“It was a spur of the moment, word-dying type of wedding.” She laughs, thinking it’s a joke. “Red, I’m so sorry about everything that happened before you left. I’ve missed you so much; I should never have left you and taken off like I did.”
She offers you a kind smile. “What’s done is done. Now we can only look to the future, and for the record, I’m sorry too.”
You squeeze her hand, “friends.”
“Fri— what was that?”
You both look over to the building the voting was going on in to see smoke coming out from the side of it. “I think a bomb just went off.”
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wolfman-moony · 11 months
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 Fanfic requests open!
My requests for stories are open!!
I’ll write any character on this list x male reader, non-binary reader, gender neutral reader, gender fluid reader, any specific pronouns you request I’ll do.
My rules on what type of stories I will, and will not right↓
Fandom and characters I’ll write for!
~Harry potter~
Draco Malfoy
Blaze Zebini
Viktor Krum
George Weasley
Bill/William Weasley
Neville Longbottom
Cedric Diggory
~Stranger Things~
Eddie Munson
Steve Harrington
Gareth Emerson
Billy Hargrove
Nancy Wheeler
~Julie and the phantoms~
Alex Mercer (i’ll only write male reader for him)
Reggie Peters
Luke Patterson
Willie
Nick
~Descendants~
Harry Hook
Gil LeGume
Carlos De Vil
Jay
~The 100~
(Note: I’ve only watched the first two seasons of the 100 so far)
Jasper Jordan
Monty Green
John Murphy
~D & D Honor among thieves~
Doric
Simon Aumar
~The school for good and evil movie~
Hort Hook
Hester
~Z nation~
10K
Sarge/Lilly Madison Mueller
~Okja~
Silver
Blonde
~Words on the bathroom wall~
Joaquin
~Diary of a wimpy kid~
Rodrick Heffley
~The Entitled~
Dean Taylor
~The Santa clause movies~
Bernard the head elf
~Evil Dead Rise~
Danny
~Matthew Lillard Characters~ 
Tim LaFlour
Stu Macher
Shaggy Rogers
Stevo
Emmanuel "Cereal Killer" Goldstein
William Afton
Brock Hudson
Roger Sperling
And most any other character Me has played as long as I know the character 
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Could you do a mutiny x 10ks older sister!reader?Where they’re sneaking around and 10k doesn’t know that Murphy and his sister are together and after the two sneak off for their..spicy activities and come back early morning and go right to bed, the reader wakes up to them arguing and Murphy brag slightly bout fucking her and she gets really flustered and embarrassed and has to separate her apocalyptic partner and her little brother
Hi! i didn’t know if you wanted smut or not so i did like a half smut but lmk if you like it
murphy x 10k older sister!reader
His hand was over you’re mouth, to quiet your moans. The tree was rough against your back, and the burn only increased as he thrusted pushing you up against it.
His teeth grazed your neck, threatening to bite, though not breaking skin.
He groaned, his head falling onto your shoulder. The more he pushed, the closer you got. The warmth in your stomach spreading lower.
His hips stuttered and white hot sprits filled your insides. But he didn’t stop, he continued to rock his hips, his right hand coming down to rub his fingers against your clit.
The tightness wound up and quickly released, leaving you moaning against his hand.
As your moans quieted, he removed his hand, sliding it to your cheek. He pulled out of you, tucking himself into his pants. He kissed you softly, then reached down to pick up your shirt. The sun was beginning to rise and you needed to be back at camp soon.
“I love you.” Murphy whispered, his hand stroking the side of your neck.
“I love you,” you replied, arms around his neck.
You grabbed your things, and went your separate ways. It was easier to seperate, so if you got caught coming back to camp you weren’t caught sneaking out together.
The sun was just shining over the horizon when you snuggled into your sleeping bag.
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You woke up to the sound of yelling.
“God! Do you ever shut up!” Your brother yelled.
“No. I am incapable of not talking.” Murphy’s sarcasm boomed in the air.
“No one wants to hear you! so just shut up!” Something Murphy had said must have really ticked him off.
“I don’t know, it seemed last night like your sister enjoyed hearing me talk. Among other things.” He wiggled his brow suggestively.
You immediately shot up and were out of your tent in seconds. Murphy and 10k stood about 10 feet away, Murphy looked smug while 10k had his fists clenched.
Before you could move any closer, 10k had swung his fist; knocking Murphy in the jaw.
His head jerked to the side but he managed to stay upright.
You launched forward, pushing yourself between them.
“Stop! Jesus Christ just stop!” You yelled, your back pressing into Murphy’s body while your hands pressed against 10k’s chest
10k was breathing heavily and was seething in rage.
“I mean did you honestly not notice her sneaking out of your tent every night so i could fuck her?” Murphy taunted, and 10k jerked forward.
Your face grows hot and you turn to glare at Murphy.
“God she moans kid, i have to cover her mouth or else she just screams.”
“M-murphy! Stop that!” She stuttered, face going pink.
10k tried to swing over your head but you grabbed his arm and pushed him away.
You moved away from Murphy, grabbing 10k’s arm and pulling him off towards your tent.
He was absolutely unraged, and you weren’t sure how to reassure him without making him angrier.
You just hoped talking it out would do the trick.
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sorry its short, More? let me know if you like it.
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zaynmirrors · 1 year
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Fire on Fire: Part 18 (10k)
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Pairings: 10k and mom!reader.
A/N: Hey! I know it’s really been a hot minute, I’ve had like no time to post the next couple chapters with fancy vet school and working full time. Hopefully you all can forgive me especially since the next few chapters are rough. Again, I’m sooooo sorry. :( If i managed to find some extra time would you be interested in a different 10k story line?
                                              Chapter 18
We stayed a few days, making sure doc was good to travel. Emma kept her distance from him, unsure of the new temporary member. 
She cried when I left, I heard her from outside the house. Begging for me to come back, it took everything in me to not turn around to say fuck you im not going. Doc tried to comfort me but it only turned the tears into anger. 
The first time I smelled the forgotten smell of rotten flesh I threw up. “Damn kid, you alright?” Doc asked as he held my hair. 
“Funnily enough I forgot how bad they smell” I weakly chuckled. He looked at me concerned. “What?”
“Are you-“ he hesitated for a moment, “any chance you’re pregnant?”
“Absolutely not, it’s been too long” at least I thought anyways. I’d have to try and worry about that math later. I was decently sure. 
Doc thought for a moment, his face softened “you’re right, it’s been a bit”
It took us two weeks to make it back to their camp, addy was the first one to notice. “Holy shit” she ran over and wrapped me in her arms squeezing me tight. 
I returned the gesture, watching over Addys shoulder as Vasquez and Warren turned to look. Warren let a small smile adorn her face. We took our time catching up before the plan went into action. 
I kept the hood over my head, waiting in line as Murphy bit people ahead of me. 
Did I know what waited for me? No I didn’t. Though I think I’d rather have death than being bit by him. 
“Take off that hood” one of his lackeys shouted at me. I pretending I didn’t hear him. “Yo, take it off” that earned me a shove. 
Back before the world went to shit, Angel had a friend who was deaf. He taught me some sign though I was surely rusty, I signed the best my memory could allow. The lackey was perplexed. 
“Hey they’re deaf, asshole. Leave them alone” Murphy stated, I watched as his feet made their way towards me. I swallowed down my anxiety. 
Looking up I managed to keep the hood covering the majority of my face. Murphy offered his hand and I took it. I’d been careful to remove anything he would’ve remembered was mine. He led the way inside the compound leaving the line of sick people fussing and whining. 
“Excuse me” the voice made my heart clench, one I couldn’t forget. Keeping my head bowed I watched hidden under the hood as his booted feet clunked away from us down the stairs. We came to a stop after many twists and turns. As much as I wanted to look up I didn’t. I watched his feet as he paced across the room we were in.
I heard scribbling And then nothing. A yellow note pad came into view. Written on the page was “take off the hood Y/N”. My Stomach fell, of course he knew. Carefully I pulled the hood off from over my head, light flooding my Vision. Murphy stood in front of me, blue tinged skin and his face holding a wolfish grin. 
“I really do admire your determination” the smugness exuded from him. “I knew you’d eventually come for him” 
I swallowed down “I’m here for you” he shook his head in refusal. 
“I have my own empire here, one you’re welcome to stay in” he offered, lurching closer, face looming over mine. “You’d have him, and be immune, what more could you want” his warm breath wafted on my face, the faintest hint of cinnamon scented it. 
I rolled my eyes, “I just want to go back to my daughter, I can’t do that unless I get you to come with me” 
“Why would I do that?” He had a point, I had nothing to offer and by the looks of it he really did have his own empire. “Cat got your tongue” he purrs, going to cup my cheek, I coil at the touch.“Mm how about, I send you and your lover on your merry way?” 
“What’s in it for you?” I questioned, it wasn’t like him to give up this offer. Especially if 10k was pissed at me. That was something I didn’t know, and something I probably shouldn’t chance.  
Murphy looks at his nails in contemplation, picking at them. “Without him, what leverage do they have? Why else would you have come?” He had a point, but I also promised Doc I’d return Murphy to them. “Your story could be over, I could make him forget you ever left. Send him home with you to make more little monsters” The offer was almost too good. I just couldn’t bring myself to take it. I shook my head and he smirked. “Have it your way”
He gestured to the door in a nice way of saying fuck off. I didn’t budge, I stood there holding my ground as if I wasn’t on “enemy” territory. His eyes bore into mine as if searching my soul. “I really like you kid” he spoke truth, baring his soul to me. It wasn’t a confession of anything but admiration. “If i decide to leave with you, would you be willing to make a deal?” 
“What kind of deal?” I asked, unsure of what he could possibly be proposing. He just smiled as a stinging sensation erupted at the base of my neck. I hissed, trying to step forward but swayed as the room began to spin. Opening my mouth to say something but unsure if anything fell out as my eyelids became too heavy to keep apart. Darkness swallowed me. 
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God my head was pounding. What the hell happened. Can I even open my eyes. It feels like I’m trying to, maybe it’s just dark. Why did it smell like bleach. I’m gonna kill murphy, my new personal goal. 
“Hey, I think she’s awake” A unfamiliar voice sounded to the left of me. I couldn’t move, what the fuck. The little light that shown threw my lashes were enough to make me close them again. There was heels clicking on some type of flooring. 
“Group welcome our newest patient, Y/N” 
Part 19
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Nsft prompt list
Send in a character/ship and a number (or multiple) and i'll write a fic for it!
1. Missionary
2. Doggy style
3. Sitting in lap
4. Against a tree/wall
5. Dry humping
6. Fingering
7. Oral
8. Cock warming
9. Mommy/Daddy kink
10. Bondage
11. Gag/Gagging
12. Impact play
13.  Shibari
14.  Sadism/Masochism
15.  Role play
16. Voyeurism/Exhibitionist
17. Wax play
18. Dirty Talk
19. Nipple play
20. Blindfold
21. Orgasm control/edging
22. Praise
23. Degradation
24. Accidental stimulation
25. Public play
26. Breath play
27. Bareback
28. On a motorbike
29. In a car
30. Begging
31. Pet play
32. Double penetration
33. Face fucking
34. Face sitting
35. Wrestling/Play fighting
36. Frotting
37. Tribbing
38. Thigh fucking
39. Intoxication/Drugged
40. Mirror sex
41. Latex/gloves
42. Strip tease
43. Uniform
44. Biting
45. Thigh riding
46. Sensation play
47. Somnophilia
48. Toys
49. Strap on
50. Pegging
51. Teasing
52. Grinding
53. Phone sex
54. Obsessive/Possessive sex
55. Quickie
56. Under the desk
57. On the kitchen table/counter
58. During a movie
59. Hatefucking
60. Overstimulation
61. Body worship
62. Primal play
63. Vibrator play
64. Morning sex
65. Religious play
66. Dubcon
67. Caging
68. Hair pulling
69. Fuck toy
70. Gang bang
71. Putting the condom on for them <3
72. Soft and loving
73. Shower sex
74. With people in the other room
75. Aftercare
76. Threesome
77. Giggly carefree sex
78. First time with specific person
79. Glory hole
80. In heat/a rut
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