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Hi if you're still taking requests, how about yandere bell vs yandere Adler over reader? Maybe bell acts pitiful for sympathy and is planning duga (as they should) while Adler is Adler ig.
Thank you - sorry this took a long time to get around to!
Two Promises
Yandere!Bell x F!Reader x Yandere! Russell Adler
CW: Blood
originally thought of Nikto but then thought 👁 Bell (both?? imagine them together. imagine it. oh my god)
I'm a creature of habit, I have the same breakfast almost every morning, have my peculiarities about what goes with what and what's eaten or drank first for what flavor etc etc, always have my little coffees I make at home, etc etc and I can just imagine a lot of the cod guys but especially Bell (or Nikto <3) who has had his identity stripped of him, who has been tortured into being whatever his next handler needs him to be, who has had to completely forget who he is as a person and that he's worth acknowledging as a person not just for what he does, watching, and just kind of admiring how specific things can be, how routine it is out of pure want and leisure rather than stifling sweat and stink and grit and blood
just Bell enjoying seeing how alive and intimate and personal daily life can be, and slowly figuring out what he likes too, his preferred coffee creamer, or maybe tea, or hot chocolate, or plain old milk, just something that's his because he chooses it to be, because he wants it. he's not really doing anything spectacular with it or for it, it's just a little personality for him to enjoy- Simp anon
UWAHHHHHH BEELLLLLLLLLLL
yes i’m also a man of routine too, i always take walks around the same time and i also always get the same sweet treat when i want one.
god, bell who’s almost like a curious child again, constantly asking questions about your routines, why do you like that? why do you do that? learning more and more about you and your routine and in turn learning more about himself as well.
it happens very quickly that he assimilates parts of your day and likes into his as well. he joins you for your walk no matter what, initially he wants to see what you like so much about it but he eventually grows to love it. your single pair of over ear headphones turning into sharing earbuds with him.
(why do you like that song? that band? what’s your favorite? he needs to know, it’s important to him.)
your hand always finds his way into his, swinging along carefree as you walk together. he never questions why you hold hands, or why he’s the one that walks closer to the road— it’s a natural, intrinsic feeling in his gut that he doesn’t have to question at all.
and although it’s a small break in routine, he doesn’t mind at all. learning about what you think about that shop’s pastry and what he thinks of it too. he memorizes whatever review or commentary you have, no matter how small or offhanded it was.
(he personally adores those milk chocolate dipped strawberries you like too. that cake however, a little too sweet for him. and for you too.)
i think you both learn together. he keeps a running log in his mind and you, on paper of what each other likes. it’s love and adoration clear as day, written and held in the palm of your hand. and he thinks his heart flutters.
(is it because you’re making an effort to learn and love him? or was it just due to fate? or maybe a bit of both? the more he thinks about it the warmer he feels— is that normal?)
you always encourage him to form his own opinions on things. always want to hear what he thinks and has to say, especially if it differs from yours. he thought it was odd at first. isn’t he supposed to like what you did?
but you brought it up to him.
“bell, if we liked all the same things, and were the same person—wouldn’t that get a little boring? my own lived experiences shape the person i am today, and that also applies to you too, sweetheart.”
(he likes it when you call him that.)
yeah. if you were like him, then there wouldn’t be anything to learn. and he quite likes learning all he can about you, likes, dislikes, habits, your past, and he shouldn’t deny you of the opportunity to learn about him either— lest he makes you sad.
bell is a well versed scholar in the study of you. he blends seamlessly into the fabric of your life as if he was always meant to be there, by your side.
his cup of milk tea sits besides your cup of coffee in the morning. your sweaters hung neatly besides his in your closet. your favorite flowers in the vase on the table one week, then a bouquet of his in it the next. his hand firmly in yours when you go on your afternoon walks. your favorite dinner prepared by the two of you, piping hot on the center of the table as you eat side by side. his favorite pastry in the same container as yours. and him tightly hugging you in bed at night.
the more bell learns about you, the more he learns about himself, and he never wants to stop learning—ever.
You Finding Out Bell Was Brainwashed and Left For Dead
When Adler finally told the truth after you all returned back to the safehouse for clean up, you were distraught
Why didn't he or Hudson tell you?
You were of higher rank than Adler but you were still in the dark
You watched with confused eyes as Mason and Woods began to uproar in anger and betrayal
You asked what actually happened to Bell
You were a CIA Agent for God's sake and you were oblivious for so long but you knew what the CIA did to temporary decoys
When Adler said he shot Bell and left them alone on a cliff in Solovetsky, you didn't hold back
You punched Adler, you straddled him and slammed your fists against his body
"Why?! Why why why?! You fucking monster!"
Hudson and Sims pulled you away but you ended up fighting them as well
They knew and they were the same: monsters
You left not a hour later, waiting outside by Adler's car
You remembered how sweet and caring Bell was, how they always looked out for everyone
You remembered your late night long talks
You remembered how Bell would always stare up at you with admiration
Your chest tightened and tears filled your vision and you let out a loud and long scream
You loved Bell all along and you never admitted it
And it was too late
Hello! I really love your writing! May I request Adler and Woods (and any other characters youd like to add) headcannons who have an S/O with a speech impediment and they feel insecure about it?
Aw this is soft 🥺 sure thing, and sorry for the wait!! I hope you enjoy tho 😌😌
I felt Bell and Lazar calling me for this one lol, so I added them too btw!
Adler
He is completely unphased when he encounters you and your impediment
At first, you thought maybe he just (somehow) missed it
But nope!
When you start dating, it's understandable that you'd feel self-conscious about your speech around him, after all he speaks so many languages...
And fluently too!
While it may be intimating, Russell doesn't see it that way
It's just a tool for his job, you know? It doesn't make him "better" then you or anyone else for that matter
Besides, he adores the sound of your voice
It makes him feel at home, his place of solice after all the noise and drag of his work
Who cares if you have to stutter or repeat yourself now and then?
It may seem silly to you, or perhaps you simply just don't understand, but the way he sees it, it just means he gets to hear your angelic voice just a bit longer
Bell
Bell has a bit of a... Different take on what it's like to not be in control of your own voice
But they would never hold that over your head to try and make you feel "better" by comparison
Instead, they'd use it to try and digest a better understanding of how you may be feeling with your self consciousness
Bell would throw in a little bit of their insight when appropriate, but only to try and understand your feels better so they can comfort you better
Besides, Bell is a great listener and smooth with their words, so you'll likely find yourself feeling better rather quick then with any of the others
But all that isn't as much of a focus as you might think!
Bell doesn't mind at all when it comes to your impediment, it just means they can enjoy a slower paced conversation for your convenience
It's nice to take your time when talking with a loved one after all
So much different then the hustle and bustle, "all on the line" conversations Bell is use to having during their job
If you're the type to apologise often for your impediment, Bell will patiently tell you there's no need and wait for you to finish
They are also find of doing this in public, making sure everyone gives you the time to speak and get your thoughts out
You find it to be quite the confidence boost
Lazar
This man is nothing if not patient and understanding
He gets why you'd feel self-conscious, of course
But he'd do everything in his power to make you feel comfortable with it
Besides, he wants you to talk with him!
He can be a bit chatty himself, so nothing would upset him more then to see you close yourself off like that
He'd give you words of encouragement when you need them, and are feeling down
And when you are speaking and having a particularly tough time getting stuck, he's patient as can be and makes sure not to correct you or speak for you
Even in public, he makes sure to never interupt you and let you speak for yourself, unless you indicate a desire for some help
In which case, he'd be happy to!
It's just another reason he enjoys talking with you so much and getting you know you more and more
Woods
Honestly, I feel like woods would be the type to tease or joke with his S/O about it at first
It's not that he's trying to be mean or anything!
More like he's never encountered this before and doesn't know how to react, so he uses humor as a crutch, if that makes sense
Not to mention he's infamous for his lack of sensitivity, so that doesn't help
But he's quick to cut the shit when he figures out that you don't find it funny, and further more, that you're actually kinda hurt tbh
He apologies and doesn't do it anymore, but he buys you some flowers or something like that too to make sure he gets the point across
From then on, he's extremely protection of you and your impediment!
If anyone bothers you about it or even just gives you a look, he'd be the type to speak up on your behalf
At your request, he tries not to cause as much of a scene, but it's important to him that people understand not to mess with you
I'm private, he's patient while you take a bit of extra time to get things out, but he may need you to repeat things now and then so he can put it together
He likes to joke that he's been hit in the head too many times, just to take away any embarassment you may feel when he asks
Helpless
Summary: Boy sees girl, claims her as his. Girl sees boy, claims him as hers. They’d find their way together eventually. Warnings: Fluff Pairings: Bellamy Blake x Reader AN: So I’ve never seen Hamilton and I kinda had a hard time writing this how I usually write song fics so I sorta flipped it and used certain parts of the song. Requested: May I please request a Bellamy x reader that’s based on the song ‘Helpless’ from Hamilton? Gif sent by @sgarrett49 No this isn’t as depressing as the title may sound, promise!
Italic’s are flashbacks!
Close Your Eyes
Based On: The 100
Characters: Reader x Bellamy, Murphy, Jasper, Octavia, Monroe
Warnings: Tourture, Guns, Murder, Injures, Language, Angst
Word Count: 2000 (sorry, i got a little carried away with this one)
Part 2
You sighed tiredly, trying to keep your eyes open for grounders at the fence line. You had been at your post keeping watch since yesterday morning. Bellamy had tried multiple times to convince you to take a break and rest for a while, but you had refused. After all, you were the best shot in camp. And as much as Bellamy disagreed with you, you wouldn't let him do anything about it.
Although you would never admit it to Bellamy, you were beginning to feel the effects of not sleeping for more than 24 hours.
You glanced back longingly towards the dropship, if you could just sneak inside you might be able to catch a few hours of shuteye.
You shook your head at the thought, as much as you’d like to, you couldn't just leave your post open, that would leave everyone else open for an attack.
Suddenly, by some miracle, Monroe walked by. "Monroe!" You waved her over, “Hey, do you think you could keep watch for a few minutes for me?"
"Oh, course Y/N," she smiled and nodded, "You deserve it, you've been up there long enough,"
You smiled back, "I won't be long, thank you so much!" You handed her the gun and switched places with her, "Oh, Monroe! Please don't tell Bell, I don't need him telling me 'I told you so'."
Monroe smiled as she nodded and you thanked her again as you walked back to the dropship, making sure no one (especially Bellamy) saw you. You climbed up the ladder, immediately laying down on the cool metal floor and letting your exhaustion take over.
-
You snapped awake, "Crap, how long was I out?" You muttered to yourself.
"About five hours," you jumped when you got a response.
"Jeez, Jasper! Don't scare me like that, I didn't know you were in here,"
Jasper put his hands up in defense, "Sorry, I’m just heading down to get some food. You want any?” Jasper offered as he walked over to the ladder. You forgot about his question as you remembered that Monroe was still keeping watch for you.
“Shoot, I’ve gotta get back to Monroe," you followed Jasper over to the ladder and started climbing down.
Suddenly, Jasper stopped, blocking your path, "Jasper, come on, I've gotta get back to-" your voice trailed off as you turned and saw Murphy standing above Myles’ lifeless body.
Murphy froze like a deer in headlights. "Look, I was trying to help him- he just stopped breathing," He tried to play it off, but you and Jasper knew it was a lie.
Murphy’s eyes flicked over the a gun that was laying on a table between him and Jasper. Jasper’s eyes drifted to the same spot and he lunged for it, Murphy doing the same. Murphy got to it first and quickly shoved it’s barrel toward him.
You took a few steps towards the drop ship's door, hoping you could sneak away, "Don't move!" Murphy yelled as he swung the gun toward you.
You and Jasper both froze, putting your arms up, “It’s alright Murphy, we can work this out. J-Just put the gun down,” You coaxed.
"He tried to kill me," Murphy defended, the gun shaking slightly in his hands.
Jasper nodded, as he discreetly clicked the radio in his pocket on, "Listen Murphy, it’s okay, we won't say anything-"
"No, it's not,” Murphy snapped, “You know what'll happen to me when you tell Bellamy,"
"Tell Bellamy what?" Bellamy's rough voice came over the radio, and Jasper’s face went white. He'd just lost the little bit of leverage the two of you had.
"Give me the radio. Now." Murphy ordered and Jasper slowly pulled the radio out of his pocket.
"Okay, okay Murphy. Just put the gun down," You tried to calm Murphy down.
"SHUT UP!" Murphy screamed at you. You flinched, doing what he said- after all, he was the one with a gun.
"Murphy has a gun and he killed Myles-" Jasper quickly said into the walkie-talkie before Murphy lunged forward, knocking him out with the end of the gun. You winced as the radio and Jasper fell to the floor.
“Murphy?” Bellamy tried to reason with him.
Murphy crouched down to pick up the radio, “If you say another word, I’ll kill him,” Murphy’s words left Bellamy silent on the other end.
With Murphy distracted by the radio, you took your chance, sprinting for the door, but Murphy moved quickly and caught your wrist.
He pushed you back and lunged to the door, slamming his hand down on a button, closing your only chance for an escape. You fought as hard as you could to get away from him, knowing if that door sealed you were as good as dead.
Finally, Murphy let go of your wrist and you jumped towards the button, but you were yanked back by a solid hold on your hair, "Where the hell do you think you're going, sweetheart?" Murphy snarled into your ear.
You winced at the sharp pain and the nickname, everyone knew that was what Bellamy called you.
You jerked your elbow backward into Murphy's gut and he let go of you. You fell to the floor, scrambling to get away from him, but your attempts were futile.
Murphy cocked the gun and you froze at the sound, knowing if you did anything else to piss him off, he wouldn’t hesitate to shoot you.
"Tie Jasper up. Now." Murphy ordered.
You pushed yourself up from the ground and picked up some of the seatbelts from the drop ship's seats, reluctantly walking over to Jasper, who was still lying unconscious on the floor.
You bound Jaspers wrists together, feeling Murphy's cold stare burning into your back. “I’m so sorry Jasper,” you whispered.
"Now, get up and walk over there." Murphy pointed to the opposite end of the dropship with his gun. You did what you were told and stood there, your heart pounding as you waited for Murphy to do something.
"Murphy, you're leaving us vulnerable to an attack and I can't let that happen," Bellamy tried to sound intimidating over the radio, but you could hear the panic laced in his words.
Murphy didn't respond for a minute, instead, he grabbed a seatbelt and stalked over to you. "In case you haven't noticed, you're not exactly in control right now," Murphy snarled back to Bellamy as he reached you.
You waited for an opportunity for Murphy to let his guard down, for you to fight back.
"Come on Murphy, you don't wanna hurt Jasper,"
Your heart dropped. He didn’t know.
Murphy stopped what he was doing and smirked at you, "He doesn't know you're here?” He laughed darkly and shook his head, “This day is getting better and better isn't it sweetheart," He turned his back to you, fiddling with his gun and thinking of something to say to Bellamy.
You knew this was your only chance.
You jumped on his back, hitting, clawing and punching. Murphy dropped his gun and stumbled to the ground, you fell on top of him, reaching for the gun and standing over him when you finally managed to get a hold of it.
"Get up Murphy," you ordered, confident now that you had the upper hand.
Murphy lifted himself off the ground, chuckling to himself.
"What's so funny?" You demanded.
Murphy smiled smugly and your eyes widened as he held up the gun's clip.
Before you had a chance to react, Murphy snatched the gun out of your hands and shoved you face-first against the wall. "Leaving so soon, Y/N? The fun's just getting started," Murphy growled in to your ear. Suddenly he grabbed your head and slammed it against the wall, everything faded into darkness.
-
You slowly opened your eyes. Something warm and thick was dripping down your face. You looked up; your arms were raised above your head, bound together and the belt holding them was stuck on something sticking out of the wall. You tried to pull at the ropes holding you back, but it was no use, you were stuck.
You glanced over to Murphy who was standing next to Jasper and listening to Bellamy over the radio.
"Come on Murphy, make a trade. Me for Jasper," Bellamy fell silent, anxiously awaiting his response.
"No!" You yelled, but you were quickly silenced when Murphy glared at you and carelessly pointed the gun at Jasper. He smirked at you when you fell quiet, his eyes somehow colder than usual, "This is gonna be more fun than I thought,"
You ignored his remarks and continued to struggle silently as you watched Murphy agree to Bellamy's ridiculous plan.
"You open the door, I walk in, and Jasper walks out," Bellamy explained sternly over the radio.
Murphy reached over and pushed the button; the drop ship doors slowly opened. He pulled Jasper off of the ground, "Just you Bellamy! No guns or Jasper's dead!" Murphy yelled.
The fabric on the front of the door began to move, soon revealing Bellamy. Murphy kept his promise and shoved Jasper out of the dropship.
Bellamy saw you, his eyes widening, "Y/N? Why the hell-"
Murphy shoved past Bellamy and quickly shut the door, he aimed his gun at the roof.
BANG.
You and Bellamy flinched as Murphy shot a bullet into the ceiling, “Shut up,”
You watched Murphy intently, your heart pounding anxiously, wondering what he’d do next. “Bellamy, tie them together," he pointed with his gun towards some of the belts on the ground. Bellamy did as he was told. "Now tie the ends together,"
You gulped as you realized what Murphy was forcing Bellamy to make: a noose. "Murphy please don't-" you begged.
"I said, shut up! Or I'll kill him right now," Murphy snapped and you fell silent once again, "Now toss it over," he told Bellamy as he gestured at the beam crossing the dropship’s celling.
"What do you want me to say?" Bellamy said nervously, "I'm sorry, okay,"
"Please... Murphy it wasn't his fault," you tried to sound brave, but it was hard to hide the fact that you were terrified.
"Wasn't his fault?" Murphy scoffed, "He had the chance to end it, but he kicked the crate out from underneath me, it was completely his fault,” he spun back around to face you, “Don't act like you're so innocent Y/N, you didn't even hesitate to blame me for Well's death," Murphy snarled as he shoved the gun in your direction.
"Woah, woah Murphy, focus on me. You want me dead," Bellamy threw the rope over one of the drop ship's beams, trying to distract Murphy from you.
"Bellamy, no-" your cries were cut short when a bullet was fired right next to your head. You gaped in shock at the hole in the wall only inches from you.
"Put it around your neck."
Bellamy listened. You made no effort to stop the silent tears that were beginning to stream down your cheeks.
"If you move, I'll kill her," Murphy warned Bellamy as he turned his attention to you.
"Leave her alone Murphy! You have me, just let her go," Bellamy practically begged.
Murphy rolled his eyes and pressed the gun to your chin. You closed your eyes, praying that he would just leave.
"I swear Bellamy, one more word and I'll shoot her," Murphy warned.
Bellamy looked at you, his eyes a mixture of fear, guilt, and anger. Your view of Bellamy was blocked as Murphy stepped in front of you, lowering the gun.
"You're gonna be my insurance," Murphy muttered as he unhooked your arms from the wall. In one hand, Murphy kept the gun and in the other, he held you tightly against him.
"Mmh, no wonder Bellamy has a thing for you," Murphy whispered loud enough for Bellamy to hear, "You're perfect,"
Bellamy stood there glaring daggers at Murphy, knowing if he did anything you'd pay the price. You shifted uncomfortably against him, “You’re disgusting Murphy,” You snarled.
"You know, for the record, I didn't think you two were a very cute couple anyways," Murphy forced you forward to the crate Bellamy was standing on. You dug your feet into the ground, trying to stop Murphy from getting closer to Bellamy.
"Y/N, sweetheart, close your eyes," Bellamy pleaded.
You tried to pull away and stop Murphy, but you couldn't. Murphy kicked the crate out from underneath him. Bellamy let out a strangled grunt as the rope pulled against him.
"Bellamy!" You screamed, tears running down your face and blurring your vision as you struggled to reach him. You were so focused on getting away from Murphy that you didn't notice the dropship door opening until Murphy had once again jammed the gun against your chin.
"Everybody out of the way now or I‘ll put a bullet in her," Murphy ordered as he dragged you, kicking and screaming, out of the dropship.
Everyone stared in shock as they cleared a path for you and Murphy. "Don't just stand there!" You screamed as you continued thrashing to get away from Murphy, "Help him! He needs help!"
Finally Octavia and some of the others ran to the dropship, you prayed that they could save him. You figured you wouldn’t get the chance to find out as Murphy dragged you out of camp and into the woods.
masterlist
IT(2017):
Richie Tozier-
People are jackasses
I’m gonna be okay
Cat got your tongue?
Goodnight, doll
Every second of every day
I’m trying to get laid, asshole
You’re more than enough
Balloons
Please don’t die
Richie the teenage ghost 2
Take my picture now, shake it til you see it
I’ve got you
I fell in love and it scared me
Nightmares
I like you
I love all of you
Arcade
I could never leave you behind hotcakes
Teasing
Celebrating Richie’s birthday
Richie dating someone who’s short with curly hair
Richie dating someone who’s tall
Prom with Richie
Cuddling w/ Richie
How Richie takes care of sick reader
Richie with a reader that has depression
Richie with a reader that has an eating disorder
The Loser’s Club reaction to a girl that’s been with a lot of guys
Being insecure and dating Richie Tozier would include:
Dating Richie Tozier would include:
I Am Not Okay With This
Stanley Barber:
Distant
Anywhere
Cats and Dogs
Studying
To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before:
Peter Kavinsky-
No one is better than you
She’s taken
You’re the one I want
I’m in love with my best friend
She’s got you whipped
Since the ninth grade
Dating Peter Kavinsky would include:
Marvel:
Bucky Barnes-
I adore ya, doll
The 100:
Bellamy Blake-
Secret
We’ll be Okay
Princess
Dating Bellamy Blake would include:
Supernatural:
Dean Winchester-
Playing Around
Brother
Teen Wolf:
Stiles Stilinski-
I’m Here, Okay?
Scream
Hospital
Mother’s Day
Game Day
Regret
Nightmares
Fighting
Showering Together
Comfort
Rainy Day Cuddles
Holding Hands
Well I think you look really beautiful when you cry
Messing Around
Banshee
Research
Sisters
Insecure
Reassurance
Best Friends
Studying
Stressed
Nogitsune
I Missed You
A Ride Home
Fights and Panic Attacks
You Okay?
Pack
Adopted
Isaac Lahey-
Nightmares
Theo Raekin-
You’re a Killer
The Vampire Diaries:
Damon Salvatore-
Bad Day?
Family
Fighting
Being best friends with Damon Salvatore would include:
Dear Evan Hansen:
Connor Murphy-
When the Panic Settles in
She’s not better than you