𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 -Daddy!dex, who disapproves of your college plans, he tries to convince you in other ways..
𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 - Dex marries your mother, but things spiral when you and him develop a complicated relationship that blurs every boundary set known to man. Because you've been sleeping with him behind your mothers back. What's even worse is that he's willing to kill her to have you.
𝐓𝐖 - STEPCEST TO INCEST, DUB-CON/NON-CON, HEAVY SMUT. so if you're a minor or don't like that stuff do not press keep reading below.
but if you like that's your kind of thing then this involves, fingering, cunnilingus, pain kink, nipple pulling? a little non-con, heavy daddy kink, jealous!dex, possessive!dex, , heavy breeding kink.
𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞 - have been desperate to write this for a while. Inspired by this. and here is the masterlist for this lil series.
𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲!𝐝𝐞𝐱 doesn’t understand why you’re still pushing to go to college. In his mind, there’s no need you don’t have to work or study when he can take care of you.
He pictures something simple, domestic: you at home, safe, cooking, cleaning, patching him up after jobs… exactly where he thinks you belong.
But instead, you’re studying to become a doctor. He thinks he can help with that too. He could guide you. Be your “practice patient” for life.
Of course, he starts showing up to your college. Sitting in on your lectures at the back of the room, quiet and unnoticed. Watching every guy who talks to you a second too long. Noticing every professor who smiles at you a little too warmly. He keeps track of names. Faces. Patterns. Because that’s what he does.
Because he’s Bullseye.
And people who look at you the wrong way don’t stay forgotten.
So when you later find him sitting in his car outside, knuckles tight on the steering wheel and a fresh bruise under his eye, you’re not even surprised anymore.
He doesn’t explain at first. Just looks at you like he’s waiting for appreciation.
Then he leans in and kisses you, still watching the terrified professor stumbling into the medical bay behind you.
“Did you tell them you’re married?” he asks, flat.
You roll your eyes, of course you didn’t.
He doesn’t like that answer. “You need to drop out,” he says.
You sigh, reminding him you only have one year left.
“That’s too long,” he mutters, already starting the car. And just like that, he drives you home like the decision was never really yours to begin with.
Don't worry, once he gets your pregnant then you'll have no choice to drop out.
When Dex says, “Undress for daddy,” you just roll your eyes.
You protest, “I need to study for an exam,” but it’s too late he’s already pushing you onto the couch, kissing his way up your body.
You huff, “I can’t undress if you’re pushing against me,” but he just shakes his head at your complaint. Then he lifts your legs around his hips, kissing each one as he pulls down your panties and lifts the mini skirt he helped you pick out.
It’s the way he licks his lips that tells you exactly what he’s about to do. He knows you can’t resist how he uses his tongue on you. He literally eats you out like he’s savouring every taste, with long, quick motions just the way you like it.
He’s doing this on purpose. He hates that you’re still determined to finish your degree, and this is his way of trying to convince you to stay with him. And, god, it’s working.
When he eats you out, Dex is vocal, moaning into you, breathing you in, and giving slow, sensual licks that make your body literally vibrate against him.
He pulls back, his face covered with your wetness. You can't help but moan, "Mm... daddy!" He chuckles softly and asks, "Is my baby girl feeling good?" You grab onto his head, pulling him back in, and he chuckles, teasing you by blowing softly onto your neck doing everything except what you really want him to do.
You pull him in, tightening your grip on his head, making him moan into you. He's out of breath when you finally let go. "Are you going to make me a daddy, baby?" he asks, and you moan as he swaps his tongue for his fingers. He finds your G-spot instantly. He's bullseye so of course, he never misses.
"You already are,"you complain, he moans as your wetness drips down his arm. He slips another finger inside you, making you grab onto the cushion for dear life. "Damn right I am, baby—but you're going to give me another one."
You shake your head, gripping the cushion so tightly that you can feel the stuffing flatten. "No... not yet," you say. He smirks and replies, "You're going to listen to me, baby." Then he goes back to licking your clit rapidly while pumping three fingers inside you, making you almost throw the cushion in frustration.
Why does he sound so hot when he’s dominant and controlling you like that? It’s because he can actually back it up. You’re about to come.
He looks up at you with the biggest smirk, knowing you have to oblige. You have nowhere else to go.
Sure, he bought this apartment so you could be closer to campus no more two-hour drives back and forth, no more secret stops at motels claiming your home was too far. But really, he bought this place as a fallback; he has more than enough money to move somewhere more secluded tomorrow if he wanted. You’re just too stubborn to realise it.
"Twist your nipples for me, baby. You know you can’t come without it." Of course, you oblige you’ll do anything daddy says. You bring your hands up and squeeze as tight as you can, but it’s not as good as when he does it. He chuckles at your little sulk.
"Daddy, please," you whisper. He expected that and brings his left arm up to squeeze your breast. With all that stimulation. His tongue on your clit, three fingers pumping inside you, and his hand twisting your nipples. You come with a loud screech.
Dex pulls back and gives your thigh a light slap, watching it jiggle as you try to calm yourself down. He gives you a teasing look, noticing the giant wet spot on the couch.
You sigh and get up, saying, "You did that on purpose." He just shrugs, knowing that now you’re too tired to study. If he keeps this up, you’ll flunk out.
"Round two, sweetheart,” and you just gesture to pause for a moment, still recovering from your high. He chuckles, "I thought you young people had high libidos." You throw the now flattened coushion at him, which he catches effortlessly. "Not when you come like that, Jesus Ben"
He gives you a pointed look. "What did you call me?" Then he starts tickling you. "Dex! Dex! Oh god, I meant Dex!" you say, pulling away with a huff, thinking he’s letting you off. But of course, you’re wrong.
"That’s not my name," he says, continuing to tickle you until his hand slips down and back inside, stroking your now-sensitive pussy, making you arch into him.
"Daddy, please," you whisper. He tilts his head, teasing, "Daddy what?" His strokes grow faster and deeper, knowing he can make you come again.
"Not again, please," you plead. He nudges his nose against yours. "Too late, baby girl." Then his other hand flicks your nipple, and you come once more.
You sigh and glare at him. "I hate you." He kisses you softly. "No, you don’t." He finally pulls back, admiring you for a moment. You worry he might want another round, but he looks at the clock—it’s nearly eight o’clock. He sighs and says, "How about we shower, and I’ll order dinner for us?"
You sigh in relief and nod, thinking that’s a good idea—you want an early night. But as he helps you up, there’s a spark in his eye that tells you he wants to continue later. After all, you promised him a kid.
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A/N: Hi lovelies! This chapter starts in the second half of S7 ep 13, since the case for this chapter began in the previous episode of the season (ep 12), and I wanted to take parts of that episode and mix them with episode 13. Don't worry, it will kind of make sense when you read!
“My life depends on getting this right, Tan, and if me doing my best to make it stable bothers you… well, that’s a you problem… asshole.”
1 month into Rosalina joining SWAT
Today was just like any other day, except 20-Squad, or what remained of it, was falling apart.
The whole of SWAT was dealing with one of its biggest problems yet. An extremist attack threatening the majority of LA and the thousands who live in it.
After Elisa, a Green Rebellion member who had kidnapped a rich man's son to get him to expose his father's business, was stopped, the boyfriend of Elisa went on a rampage to get revenge for her death.
After stopping some of his crew in the morning and realising they were setups, 20-Squad had to dive deeper into what the boyfriend really planned to do with so much Semtex.
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Just as the team wrapped up taking down some more of the extremists who were trying to destroy some pipe valves, the team reported the incident to HQ, where Hicks and a friendly face—Vasquez from the FBI—were helping with the case.
Once the team returned to HQ, another member of SWAT urgently rushed 20-Squad into the building, saying they were needed immediately by Hicks.
Rushing into the main room where Hicks and Vasquez waited, the second the two saw 20-Squad approaching, they called them over quickly, their faces conflicted with heightened tension, anger, and worry.
Rosalina POV
Hicks looks like he's aged at least ten years since we left for our mission. The look didn't help to calm our nerves, especially after being rushed inside with urgent matters.
"20-Squad, gather round. We have a much bigger problem on our hands than we thought," Hicks spoke, his voice carrying its usual demanding tone, but it was laced with worry.
Hicks then told us that pipeline we found two people destroying the valves for? Yeah, well, those valves connected to all of LA's fuel. A pipeline that runs right through the centre of LA.
When we questioned why they would be trying to target the fuel line, Vasquez shared a piece of information we absolutely dreaded. A piece of information that almost had me itching the tattoo across my chest.
They wanted to blow up LA, and they would do it big. We just didn't know where they'd start.
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Later, when Tan and I were checking through Elisa and her boyfriend's history, trying to figure out where they could be planting the Semtex, I thought it would be the perfect time to make some things clear with Tan.
Just a few days ago, we were dealing with the worry that Hondo might get kicked off of SWAT due to shooting a black person who had run off after taking shots at Hondo and tried to raise his gun at a girl on a basketball court.
The whole thing got blown out of proportion. 20-Squad's leader was once again being questioned about whether his actions were right or not, just like Buck was all those years ago.
When videos started spreading like wildfire on social media, Alfaro was caught by Tan watching one of the clips with another SWAT member. And, well, that didn't exactly go well with Tan.
He had a few choice words for Alfaro and even went as far as saying he wouldn't want him to be on 20-Squad, that he wouldn't fit in. He even went and said he was practically waiting for Hondo's downfall.
Well, the kid wasn't too pleased with Tan's character view. Heck, everyone could tell Alfaro wasn't like that, but for Tan... he just couldn't see it.
So I decided I had to be brutally honest with him again. Though I hadn't talked with the guy at all for the last few days, with how we ended our conversation the other night.
"Y'know... you have an awful habit of judging people based on your own narratives," I started, breaking the long silence between us.
"First me, then Alfaro... you're kinda getting a track record for being not so nice to newbies."
"So what, you're just listening in on all my conversations, huh?" Tan asked dryly without looking up.
"Well, it's not being sneaky if I can overhear your conversation while I was just doing something... that ring a bell to you?" I added the small jab, reciting his own words from when he overheard mine and Luca's conversation.
He just snickered but kept listening.
"The kid's not like what you think. He genuinely wants to join 20-Squad. Heck, many new people in training and in the academy glorify 20-Squad. It's the dream team of SWAT, the best of the best. And Miguel is just like them. He really wants a spot in this team now that there are spots open."
I walked over towards his side of the table before continuing, making him face me and listen fully to what I had to say next.
"The kid looks up to Hondo, Tan, and you saying he's just waiting for his downfall so he can swoop in and steal his position? To become the youngest SWAT leader?" I asked, my voice thickening as I questioned.
"Even you know that isn't true. And Powell telling you that he wants to impress Hondo? He wants Hondo to choose him for 20-Squad. He wants to prove to Hondo that he's reliable, that he can work well within this team. And he's helped us all this time. He's always the first to request transferring teams to help fill in our spots."
"Yeah, well, he found watching the clips of that shooting pretty amusing. Didn't stop him from using it as entertainment, did it?" Tan pushed, trying to get me to see his side.
"You know... I get why this is hitting you so hard. With Deacon trying to retire, with Street gone at Long Beach, and with me just popping in randomly, I can see why you feel like this team is breaking. Why you're so protective of what remains of it... but you can't keep trying to stop it from growing... you're just making it have a bigger chance of going away completely whenever you shut someone like Miguel out," I said before leaving him with his thoughts again.
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No POV
Just later that day, Alfaro cracked the location of where Zane could be planting the Semtex. He checked the Green Rebellion's social media and found the first possible location where Zane and Elisa met. The location being an area where the pipeline runs directly under.
"We're anticipating heavy resistance. These men are not afraid to die for their cause. And today, their cause is to destroy our city. I'm not gonna sugarcoat it..." Hondo briefed the squad inside Black Betty on their way to the location.
"The stakes are higher than ever, and it all comes down to us. I know we haven't been gelling as a squad lately. Some of you still haven't settled your differences..." Hondo's voice carried out, Tan turning to look at Alfaro next to him, then in the mirror at Quinn.
"But real talk, bottom line, this could be 20-Squad's last ride. I don't know what the team's gonna look like tomorrow. But I do know there will be a tomorrow. Because this team right here... we're gonna make sure of that."
"So let's get out there and give 'em hell. And save our city."
Hondo's commanding and reassuring voice bounced off the vehicle's walls.
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Over at the site, Zane and his crew were setting up the Semtex inside one of the compartments that gave direct access to the pipeline. Unknown to him, SWAT had arrived and was sneaking around as he spoke.
Tan, Powell, and Alfaro went one way, while Hondo, Quinn, Deacon, and Vasquez went the other. The two groups made their way into the site with quiet precision.
Powell's group spotted Zane and his crew, moving into position to try and catch them off guard. But before they could radio it in again, they were spotted.
Fire started flying through the air. The extremists fired at SWAT, the officers returning fire. While this happened, Zane made a run for it with another extremist, heading in the direction of Quinn's team.
Alfaro called the rabbits through to Hondo and the others, who made chase.
While they chased after the two, Alfaro and Tan had to momentarily put their feud aside and try to disable the bomb whose detonator was connected to a cellphone.
On the other hand, Hondo's team had cornered one of the rabbits while Zane fled. This extremist, however, had the cell in his hands and was threatening to set it off. The two were left in a standoff with nothing to do but hope Tan and Alfaro got the bomb defused in time.
As they waited, the man made a move to press the detonate button on the cell. When it didn't work, he tried again, his confidence failing him by the second.
Just then, Tan called in to say that they had disabled the bomb.
Suddenly, the guy tried to shoot the team, but Quinn was faster and got him before he could fire.
As they went to check his condition, Zane drove out with a fuel tank. Hondo gave chase immediately.
Quinn, Deacon, and Vasquez ran after him, but he jumped onto the back of the fuel tank and was being driven away with Zane.
Just as they thought they wouldn't be able to catch up to Hondo, a helicopter flew above the group.
Quinn had no other choice. Taking in a deep, shaky breath, she turned towards Vasquez and yelled,
"Get that helicopter down now! We're going to save Hondo."
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With Hondo up on the tank, he tried to enter the hatch to stop Zane, but the tank's hatch was locked.
Just as he told the team he would use the door breakers to blow the tank, the radio erupted with the team's protests, all voices heard except one.
Then it broke through the voices, calm and sure.
Quinn.
"Hondo... I need you to trust me here. I'm going to shoot Zane from the helicopter... but you're gonna need to jump."
"Quinn, you won't be able to take that shot. Your position isn't stable! I can do this!" Hondo yelled back over the wind.
"No! Hondo, please... trust me," Quinn called back, desperate and sounding more sure than ever.
"...Okay. Alright, I'll do it. You've got one shot, kid. Don't miss."
"Don't worry, I won't," Quinn responded.
Deacon prepared to catch Hondo while Quinn situated herself on the edge of the helicopter.
Her one hand looped into the handrail and onto her gun to hold her in place as the upper half of her body stuck out of the helicopter.
"What is she doing?" Tan questioned, seeing her from afar where they were driving Black Betty at a safe distance behind.
Taking aim, Quinn ordered the crew to fly down closer to the tank.
Once they were close enough, she made the call to Hondo.
"Hondo, on my count, I want you to jump. Deacon's got you, Hondo."
Quinn counted down from five. On three, she shot, then when she reached one, she got Hondo to jump.
At the same time Hondo jumped, and Deacon managed to catch him, the fuel tank lost control and spun onto its side before exploding.
"This is Officer Quinn to command... we're Code 4. We've got Hondo."
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After the team lands and gets back to HQ, the whole of SWAT is waiting for them at the carpool. The second the doors of Black Betty open, applause sounds through the courtyard, whoops and cheers filling the ears of 20-Squad.
The carpool filled with Hondo’s name being chanted over and over. And while Quinn pulled out the equipment from the back of Black Betty, Tan approached her along with Alfaro and Powell.
“Aren’t you going to go get your credit? You know, soak up the glory?” Tan questioned Quinn.
“Yeah, sis, you did amazing! That shot you did—it was what saved all of LA and Hondo’s life,” Alfaro spoke after.
“They’re right, Ro… you did amazing today. Really came in for us. You should be over there with Hondo,” Powell also added.
“Thanks, you guys… but I don’t need all that attention. Hondo’s the one who jumped from a tank onto a helicopter. He deserves the praise. He literally ran after Zane and was willing to endanger himself to stop him.” Quinn shook her head and turned fully towards the others.
But before she could slip away, Hondo spotted her and yelled out, “Ah, there she is! The true hero of the day! Quinn, get over here!” He motioned her over, the girl in question having no choice but to follow.
The chants of Hondo were replaced with chants of Quinn.
“Officer Quinn over here is the one who really saved LA. I just jumped off a tank and looked all Indiana Jones-like,” Hondo laughed, giving credit to Rosalina where it was due.
“She’s the one who shot Zane in a moving tank from the seats of a helicopter. Her precision is what saved all of LA,” Hondo announced with clear pride in the younger member, encouraging others to clap and congratulate her.
Rosalina thanked everyone and continued her way inside, avoiding stopping too long for anyone. But when Hicks approached, she had no choice but to stop and listen.
“Every cop in the city and many people of LA are thankful for you, Officer Quinn, and want to say thanks.”
“Thanks, Commander. I was just doing my job,” Rosalina responded.
“Well, you did a damn good job at it, kid. The whole country saw what you did. It’s all over the news,” Hicks commended her.
“Wait… what do you mean the whole country saw it?” Quinn asked, her voice not carrying the same relief it did earlier.
“Well, with such a high-priority case and as many departments on this, did you think the world and country weren’t going to watch how SWAT handled it?” Hicks asked the kid, thinking she was just feeling camera shy.
But Rosalina wasn’t camera-shy. No, she knew all too well what happens when you’re in the spotlight. And for Rosalina, it wasn’t about to be all fame and glory.
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Thank you for reading ep 4 of SWAT: Ghosts of the Fallen, What Comes with Fame and Glory. 🫶💜
Hopefully, this chapter made sense, as it draws on scenes from ep12 and 13 of S7 (Tan and Alfaro fight over the Hondo issue).
Hope you enjoyed this chapter, the scenes are about to get intense!! I'm finally getting into my plotline little by little. Have you spotted the Easter eggs?? Lmk your theories!
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The Black family were notorious. Everybody in Britain knew who they were and knew not to cross even the lowliest member of their crime empire.
Sirius had tried to get out, but there was no getting out. At least his rebellion had taken him away from the worst of what his family was involved in. Sirius was now in charge of the legit side of things. But even though he never touched anything that could be seen as even slightly illegal, people still feared him because of his name.
One of those things he took care of was the hundreds of rental properties the family owned. This tended to not be too difficult a job. Knowing who their landlords were, the tenants all paid their rent on time and no one ever complained about the state of them. That is until a Mr R J Lupin emailed him demanding the black mould be removed, a door that actually locked, hot water in the shower, and the kitchen have cupboards, counters, and just your basic kitchen fittings. Sirius looked him up. He was renting one of the cheapest flats in the worst part of London that the family owned.
“Damn it,” He hissed under his breath. Remus hadn’t paid his rent. There was a zero-chance policy. As soon as someone missed a payment, that was it.
“Sirius!” Orion Black barged into his office. “I’ve just read a very interesting email.” His father said, holding up his tablet. “From one, Remus John Lupin. I want him out. Take Crabbe and Goyle with you and make sure he knows who he's crossed.”
“But, don’t you think we should address some of the issues? I mean he kind of has a point about the black mould,” Sirius tried to argue on his tenant’s behalf, but Orion was having none of it.
“Forget it, I’ll just send them myself.” And with that, Orion strode out of Sirius’s office.
“Careful, brother,” Regulus warned from the doorway. “They will punish you if you interfere.”
“Yeah, I know, but Reggie, he doesn’t even have a kitchen.”
“That’s really not our problem, Sirius.”
“But it is. It’s our flat, we have to provide basic necessities,” He tried to get his brother to show even an iota of human decency. Regulus sighed sadly.
“He withheld his rent, Sirius. You might have been able to do something if Father hadn’t found out, but it’s too late for Lupin now. Perhaps you can look into some of the other properties and slowly get them up to par.” Regulus moved away from the door. “Don’t do anything stupid!”
Sirius groaned into his hands. He couldn't just leave the man to those two goons. He grabbed his keys and rushed out of the building.
His Porsche 911 purred through the city. The buildings got rougher and rougher until he thought maybe he shouldn’t have driven his expensive car there.
The door to the building was wide open, not a good sign. He cautiously entered and made his way up to the third floor. He counted the doors until he came to number 8, and it was hanging off its hinges.
He peered into the flat. It was just one room with a tiny bathroom built into what used to be a cupboard. He wrinkled his nose as the smell hit him. Damp and mould and other vile scents he couldn’t even attempt to name. There was a tall man standing on the other side of the bed looking down in horror at the floor.
“Remus?” He asked. The man’s head turned towards him so fast his neck cracked.
“I-I-I,” He stammered. Sirius noticed he was shaking. He walked around the bed and froze. On the floor, not moving, were Crabbe and Goyle.
“Oh fuck!” Sirius gritted his teeth. His father would want Remus dead for sure once he found out.
“I swear I didn’t do it.” Remus grabbed Sirius’s upper arms and squeezed them tightly. “They came at me and pulled their guns. I ducked when they pointed them at me and they shot each other. I don’t even know what I did to upset them.” Sirius moved Remus to the other side of the bed and forced him to sit down.
“Those two men worked for my father,” Sirius started to explain.
“Orion Black,” Sirius didn’t need to say more, Remus paled.
“Why, why would they come here,” Remus gestured to his flat with a shaking hand.
“He saw that email you sent and that you hadn’t paid your rent. He isn’t forgiving, but I honestly have no idea what those muppets were thinking.”
“I paid my rent,” Remus pulled his phone out of his pocket and opened his banking app. “No, no, no, no, no! That bastard!” He pulled his hair as he yelled at his phone. “My ex has emptied my bank account. I had the money in there for my rent. I swear I had no intentions of not paying,” He told Sirius in panic.
A phone began ringing. Sirius stared in the direction it was coming from until it stopped. Then another one rang. Then both phones rang.
“Get your things and come with me. You can’t stay here.” Sirius ordered, and when Remus didn’t move, he dove under the bed and pulled out the plastic boxes that held all of Remus’s belongings. “Do you have a bag? Come on Remus, he’ll have sent someone else already.” He found an empty duffle bag in one of the boxes and stuffed as many clothes into it as possible. The rest he put in bin bags and dragged the scared man down to his car. He watched as the blacked-out 4x4 screeched to a halt. Mulciber and Avery jumped out and stormed into the building. They’d gotten out just in time. He started the engine and pulled out of the parking space, Remus secure in the passenger seat. Regulus was going to kill him.
Five months have passed since the abolishment of the Sakoku Decree. On behalf of the Almighty Shogun, the Tenryou Commission, and Inazuma Shogunate, with arms wide open, welcome people from all around the nation to embrace the new Inazuma. Starting with Iridori Festival, civilians embrace each tourist like one of our own. Joy and peace as Inazuman who travels outside before Vision Hunt Decree that can’t find their way home in the past finally could taste the air of our nation as families reunited, and things couldn’t be much livelier than before.
Alas, it doesn’t come with a cost. We knew the risk when the border opened again. Unpredictable foreigner behavior, illegal trades, different opinions that would risk an outcry amongst civilians, and other logistical nightmares.
However, no one could not predict the negative impact that would change the whole course of Inazuma in just a few days. That would challenge my views and perspective not just about Inazuma, but to myself personally.
And I’ve never been more hopeless.
Pairings: Arataki Itto x Kujou Sara (Genshin Impact)
Logline: Kujou Sara is enlisted by a detective agency alongside Itto to aid in the escalating serial murder case that happens every week at Inazuma with only one clue: a dried rose in every victim's body.
WARNING: Graphic depictions of violence and corpses with lots of angst plot. Read at your own risk
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Chapter Word Count: 8,894
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“So… Dante, right? I had a buddy named Dante at University. We don't talk anymore though.” Dante looked up from his deep contemplation and he tilted his head to indicate his slight annoyance at having been interrupted. The look sent a small shiver down his spine but he knew that the last thing he could show this creature was fear.
“Is that so?” murmured Dante with dry disinterest.
Moses nodded curtly and forced a smirk on his lips as he sat down and gestured for Dante to join him. The fire imp remained standing, which Moses refused to let bother him. He didn’t like him, but he had to be able to trust him. Liking someone and trusting them were two completely different things.“Mhm… although he was much more of an open book. I could never get him to shut up. You on the other hand… are quite the mystery, aren’t you?”
Dante struck another match and made a point of making eye contact with him as it burned down his gloved fingers before the smoke wafted through his line of sight. “You two must have made good friends.” His voice was quiet, almost like the hiss of a match in and of itself.
Moses ran his index finger along his five o’clock shadow, an amused smirk pulling at his lips and he nodded slowly. Studied the fire demon before him. “You know it took me a minute to trust Frisk, but I do. I do. And so, when I notice that she doesn’t like you… that she doesn’t completely trust you… it makes me wonder.” Dante lifted his chin as Moses pulled himself closer.
“Who’s guarding my wife? What’s in it for him… could he be out bid? I know the Valeska’s have a lot of money… and I know they could promise a lot like…Oh, I don’t know, a place on the surface? What’s stopping you from betraying us?” he asked.
Dante blinked slowly, before sitting back and sucking in a thoughtful breath as he mimicked the way Moses stroked his chin. Finally, he glanced back up at him and smirked. “No one’s offered yet.”
Moses sat back with a dumbfounded expression as he watched Dante stand up and stretch, before leaving him there to fester in his own doubt.
Private Investigator Harry Styles is called to help solve a brutal homicide case in a small town by the North of England. There, he stumbles upon Detective Louis Tomlinson, and although their personalities crash and dark mysteries haunt their circumstances, the pair does have one thing in common; the will to catch the responsible behind the murder.
Or, the suspenseful, thrilling Enemies to Lovers that evolves more than just romance and slow burn.
Completed - Graphic Descriptions Of Violence - Explicit Language - Sexual Content - 10 Chapters - Words: 58k
Fic that im too lazy to write so i’ll sum it up with bullet points
Takes place in a large, crime ridden city, the violence capital of the world, known for its gangs and high crime rate
A detective (i personally have no idea who) moves to this city to investigate a strange string of occurrence’s that has the city police department scratching their heads
Well known criminals and excons from all over the city have been turning up in hospital beds, or found dead in alley ways
paramedics have no idea whats causing so many crimelords to show up at hospital doorsteps, from what they can tell there are no physical ailments that could lead them there, no bruises, no fresh scars, no open wounds.
After a monster medic is called in to find a possible cause of these criminals sickness, they find that each of them half incredibly low LV stats, some even sapped to zero.
such a thing is impossible, seeing as half of these victims had a body count of at least three
The detective sets out, with a monster partner that he reluctantly agrees to work with to help him solve this case, to figure out what is draining the cities Violence levels
Summary: Y/N overhears a conversation that changes her life for the worst. She's forced to see a whole new, and terrifying, side of the man she fell in love with, Sam Winchester. Detective Dean Campbell has made it his life mission to bring Sam Winchester, Portland's most prestigious lawyer, to justice for his crimes, despite having no one to back him up.
Rating: 18+ Please take note of all warnings posted on each chapter, I'm classifying this as a dark!fic for its mature and sometimes grotesque themes.
Pairing: Fem!ReaderxCrimeBoss!SamWinchester, Fem!Reader X Detective Dean Campbell
Series Warnings: dark!fic, language, murder, graphic depictions of murder/dead body, blood, mentions of cheating, illusions of/displays of infidelity, angst, abuse (physical and emotional) gaslighting, smut (changes depending on chapter-there may only be one or two), occasional POV changes between chapters or in one chapter, fluff, flangst, alcohol consumption and possibly more, so please read each chapters individual warnings
