Chapter One
Benjamin Poindexter
Female Reader!
Warnings: mentions of human trafficking, torture, murder, mention of a corpse's, Blood,depictions of violence. Uhm..please tell me if this is violent, but to be fair shes doing it to pdfs so i dont really care.
!!constructive critism would be appreciated!!
Taglist: @not-the-teen-witch @mrs-take-yo-bitch @marveljedimaniac @dow00n-bread @ctydevil @fandoms8 @badbishsblog
CHAPTER TWO: YOU DID THIS.
Two years ago.
Footsteps rush through the dimly lit corridor. The mans brown eyes quickly darting all over the building, Odd how an hour ago he knew his way around but now he ran, as his life quite literally depended on it. He slowly comes to a halt, catching his breaths,eyes still darting around the empty room. The boy was a worker, is vest glowing under the lights, seemingly forgetting something of his after clocking out. When he had made his way back into the warehouse, the faint sound of voices caught his attention. There should be no one here. There never was. The man follows the sounds, Something in his stomach makes his steps falter. Listening for any other noises,anything to confirm that it was real. When it starts again..
“Please..” someones voice cried out, When the boy hovers over the open doorway. It was dark in the empty warehouse, The only light being from a work light propped up on the floor. The boy eyes drift, his heart stopping. There was a man, and a women. their arms above their head, wrist tied to a pole hanging from pole, like meat. They were hurt, blood dripping from their cheeks, and nose. “I’ll tell you where they are-” The man rasped out, “Dont do this…” He pleaded. The boy watched, about to move to them. He wanted to help. Thats when he saw her, there was someone in the darkness. He could barely make out her figure, it was a women he could tell that much. She wore a trench coat, slowly making her way into the light. A blade in hand,
“Okay..” Her voice carries in the empty warehouse, Her voice is calm, something akin to a mother talking to a child. “Where are they then?” She questions, They stay silent. “They took them to the edge of town,” The girl breathed out. “Their next stop being Texas, their in a pick-up truck, its blue you will recognize it when you see it” The girl shudders out quickly. “How many are in there?” The women in the trench coat asked. “four-about four, that's all- i promise that's all there is” The girl gasps out, her eyes on the figure. But…the figure stands, tilting the knife in her hand. “whose your leader?” The women’s voice inquired firmly, Both went quiet.
The women only hummed, ‘Okay..” The boy watched, screams suddenly echoing in the warehouse causing him to flinch. He couldn't what see what the women was doing. But the girl was screaming, “No please!” The man pleaded Before the women turned to the girl ,grabbing her face. “Then who is it?” The women asked again, her tone was serious, almost bordering on growl. The man said through a groan, a name. It was one the boy didn't recognize. Before the women in the trench coat turned to him slowly. “you being honest with me?” she asked, now even.Before adding “Are you lying to me…?”
“No-no i wouldn't lie” The man gasps out, The women's head turns to the blade, it was silent for a moment. “Now would be time i let you go.” She whispers, “But you hurt innocent people…there is no mercy, or salvation for you.” just as she says this, The girls screamed, her screams gurgled, the women stood in front of the girl, the sound of blood dripping to the floor. The boy heart races, the fear settling in his chest. He wanted to run, but his body was locked. The mans screams echoed, The woman stood in front, watching the life leave the girls body, Her hands reaching out to the girl. The man hyperventilating,
, The women slowly turned, her fingers drenched in red. She held her hands out, as if showing him the blood on her hands, holding them up to the light. The boy only watches from the doorframe, his eyes wide open, his heart is thrumming against his chest. He should be running. he should be runninghe should be running. The boys mind told him, But he watched, The women raising her hands,the red shining as it dripped from her fingers, The hanged man watched in terror. she slowly dragged her fingers down her face, The women bent down, collecting more of blood.
Her eyes staring into her red digits “You did this- YOU did this.” she utters, gesturing her hands to him. “say you did this.” The women mumbled, the hanged man whispered, “i…didnt-” “SAY IT” The boy watching flinch her yell echoing through the warehouse. “I SAID SAY IT” The women screamed “YOU DID THIS, YOU DID THIS” “I DID THIS!” the man cried out sobbing. It was as if her screams snapped the boy out of his trance, taking a step back.
When his phone began to vibrate, and the sound of his favorite song began to play. A call, from his mother who usually called after his shift. The woman's head darted at the sound, he got a clear view of her now. the blood she had spread on her face went over her eyes, the whites of them striking as she stared at him. Her lips parted, his heart racing with fear. His legs began to move. The boy ran, through the warehouse, running as far as his legs could take him. When he was far enough he panted, looking back to the warehouse that was almost distant. The fear was still there, his heart pounding. Remembering the crazed look in her eye, just the memory of her eyes made him keep running until he was in the safety of his home.
It was a calm day in Avengers tower, Reader was lounging on the couch eating a bowl of ice cream.Alexei and walker arm wrestled in the living room. Ava scrolling mindlessly on her phone, bob watching the news as it began. “Tuning back in, today marks two years since two bodies were found in a warehouse hanging. Mirroring several other bodies that have been found around new york. Police say that the the victims were involved in human trafficking rings.” The news women added, “The killer still can be at large, and police officials ask that if any person has any information to call thishotline. “ she finishes, Ava lets out sigh.
"“Real piece of work” she mumurs, bob turns to her as she nods herhead. “Heard some brutal things, whoever did that is brutal.” “Or sick in the head” Walker groaned through gritted teeth, Bob eyes glanced down in thought. “I dont know…maybe they had a reason for it?” He thought out loud, Reader eyes drifted to the brunette. “A reason for literally draining the blood out of a person like their a pig? Thats why we have the law.” Bucky piped in, sitting behind them. “W-well yea..thats true” Bob stated, his eyes glancing up meeting Readers. She only smiles gently at him. "Im with bob on this one" Yelena commented, "once you hurt kids...its fair game." She said in the kitchen, waving her hand.
“And some people get tired of the law.” Reader chimed in a spoon in her mouth, attention turning back to bucky. “Not a reason to go around slaughtering people like a crazed maniac.” Bucky almost scoffed, Bob eyes stayed at Reader as she grinned at Bucky, He didnt know why. Reader only nodded her head, turning away. “well…they were bad people.” She said simply, turning back,adding..
Yall im sorry for no FREAKS. Updates, I started working and its taking everything out of me! I still intend on writing more, I dont want to give up on this fic!!
Summary: Life as a New Avenger should be fulfilling right? The admiration, the praise. But why do you find yourself wishing for your old life as a vigilante? The brutality of it… an Avenger shouldn't want that. Then HE comes along, and everything you've tried to build comes crumbling down.Or...is he an excuse?
bullseye is a virgin, hes inexperienced, a bad kisser and youre the best teacher for him.
you had to teach him how to kiss, the first time you made out it was all teeth. you pulled him back by his hair, which evoked a low groan and for his dick to grow hard, and told him step by step what to do. he took the instructions well, pulling away looking for validation, asking if its ok.
he would get hard from anything, from the sight of you with a mixtures of yours and his spit on your lips, from your ass in tight jeans, you telling him he looks handsome. and he wasnt average sized, so it was very obvious when this happened. and you found it cute and you would tease him, which would tend to make his pants tent even more.
and the first time you gave him a hand job, jesus christ. it took about four strokes and he was finished. he wouldnt stop apologising. 'fuck, fuck, im sorry, im so sorry..fuck' you would laugh and tell him he's good, its normal. then you gave him another. he got better with time, would last longer. but you can admit you found it kinda hot how quick he came for you. not to mention he was a whimpering mess, his head tilted to the sky, hands gripping the closest surface.
I HAVE SO MANY COOL DEX FIC IDEAS BUT I CANT GET THEM OUT BECAUSE IM NOT ABLE TO DESCRIBE THE SCENE
IM A DAYDREAMER I PICTURE THINGS I DONT DESCRIBE THEM
I’ve only written one fic about Joel Miller and I’m working on another one but that one has been tricky because it’s smutty and it’s my first time writing smuttttyyyy
and I haven’t written because my fear of failing? or whatever, procrastination, has been hitting me because it requires me to use my brain and I don’t want to think
I have too much on my mind :(((( it’s blocking my desire to write :((
my first fic was really fun and I was laughing and giggling when I worked on it
Just write, dont think to much about how cringey it may be. Just write. I also suggest reading some books and finding authors who word things in ways you like. For me I like reading Madeline millers work, song of Achilles, Circe. The ways she describes things in her book is so beautiful, ofc make it your own,. And just force yourself to write, I literally have to force myself cause it won't get done🤣🤣🤣
Just cannot get over how PRETTY FBI Dex was. Like are we kidding. His greying hair and baby face and his stance like he’s trying to intimidate somebody. The tight black jacket….specifically the jeans and his belt buckle too….will not elaborate further.
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