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Zombie, 19, he/him, transman.

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Also I shouldn't have to say this, but, sadly, I do. IF YOU ARE A MINOR DO NOT INTERACT WITH ANY WORKS TITLED NSFW! If you do, I'll throw you in the pit.

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zombie… it’s been too long. Come home.. the kids miss you.

NOOO MY CHILDRENNN AGHH GUYS GUYS. PAPA WILL BE HOME. I WILL ALSO BE WRITING FOR DISPATCH

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Mari Ibarra x Fem!Reader

TW: Secret Relationship

Zombie's Brains: Hey! So this was a request and I wanna apologize for the huge delay that this went through. I also apologize if it's shit lol

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Mari. Mari Ibarra. What can you say about your girlfriend? She was sarcastic. She was “mean.” She was a lot of things and that’s what you loved. Sure, she was a bit of a bitch to others, but to you, she was soft. Every sleepover ended up with her in your clothes and a pout as she yanked your arm around her because you took more than 3 seconds to cuddle her. You loved it. You loved her. You loved watching her play soccer as well. Okay. Maybe watching her more than the actual soccer, but nobody needed to know that. Even though she always knew and teased you about it for the rest of the day. You did everything for her. Even when she asked you to skip class that day because she wanted to make out at your house. Even when she asked you to keep your relationship a secret because Wisayok hated lesbians. Even when she said that Lottie invited the JV team to her halloween party this year. You hated parties. Well until she did that thing where she sat in your lap and suddenly parties were the best.

Here you were. Outside Lottie Matthew’s house dressed in a shitty wolf costume as your girlfriend buzzed next to you dressed as Little Red Robin Hood. That also made it better. She looked so pretty that you wanted to kiss her. Maybe you two could find a private spot lat-

“C’mon, hun!” 

You were interrupted by your girlfriend as she tugged you inside. The positive side is that she could call you pet names and you could still be seen as friends. Girls just being girls, right? Mari dragged you to the kitchen where you saw Tai and Van also in matching costumes. The scarecrow and Dorothy. Van had facepaint on. Done by Tai probably and some clothes that looked vaguely like the scarecrow. Tai had the dress on and some red shoes. Van already had a knowing smirk on her face? Could she? That would be impossible. Van was the first to speak up.

“Well, here comes Little Red and Wolfy.” Van commented around her drink. Like she knew something the two of you didn’t. Mari was the first one of you two to bite back like always, “Oh shut up. You guys gonna pour us some drinks or just stand in front of them?” Tai was the one to move first, bringing your attention to her. She was quieter about it than her cohort but she had a knowing glint in her eyes as she poured you two a beer. You took small sips of yours while your girlfriend chugged hers like a frat bro. You couldn’t help but look at her with a small chuckle. The four of you engaged in subtle conversation. Sharing drinks and chatting. Van still looking at you with that same look.

Luckily, you were saved by your best friend, Melissa, running into the kitchen like some drunken bull. Shouting about “beer pong” and how Nat and Shauna were kicking her and Gen’s asses. So that’s how you got manhandled into playing beer pong. Mari nursing her drink as she watched you with an amused smile as you also started to get your ass kicked.

Melissa groaned as Shauna sank another ball into a cup, making Mel drink it. She looked at you, “What the hell! C’mon! You’re the best at beer pong! How the fuck are we losing this bad?” You scoffed as you picked up the ball, “I’m like 3 beers deep! My aim is suffering!” That’s when you felt a hand on your hip and Mari’s voice in your ear. To anyone else, it looked like she was giving you a pep talk. To you, all you heard was “win and we can go make out in a guest bedroom.” Your aim was suddenly fixed as you started to land shot after shot. Nat and Shauna flabbergasted at how quick the turn around was. Mari looked like the cat who just ate the canary as she smirked around her drink. Melissa was just happy she wasn’t losing anymore. So nobody paid attention as you were being dragged away by your girlfriend to one of Lottie’s many bedrooms. The door shut behind you guys as she pushed you onto the bed and straddled you. Your hands finding her hips as Mari rested on your shoulders. Her mouth on yours in a matter of seconds. Her kiss wasn’t as rough as you thought it’d be. Soft. Mari pulled away and you looked up at her. Mari spoke softly as if the room itself was listening, “I hate this. I hate not being able to kiss you unless there’s nobody else around. I wanna be your’s in public.” You smiled up at her and gently stroked her hip with your thumb, “My love, you are mine everywhere. Nobody needs to know that you are mine for you to be mine. I promise. After high school, we’ll move far away from this shit hole. We’ll have cute dates in public. We’ll have our own place. We’ll start a family. Our own.” As you talked, a smile made it’s way on her face.

Both your heads whipped around as the door slammed opened, Mari having no time to get off your lap. Your fears went away as you saw Tai and Van.. making out. Tai was the one to spot you two first. She pulled away from Van who made a little whine before looking to where Tai was. A shit eating grin suddenly spreading across her face. She closed the door as Mari climbed off your lap. 

“Well well well.. Look at the baby lesbians.” Van presented to no one as she spoke in a teasing tone. “Shut up, homo. You guys aren’t gonna tell anyone right?” Mari bit back but with a little bit of worry in there. Tai shook her head, “No, we won’t out you. We understand the feeling. We didn’t mean to barge in, but someone couldn’t wait.” A quick glance at Van made it clear she felt no shame about that. Mari nodded, her shoulders easing, “Thanks, I guess.”  Van grinned, “Maybe we can show you guys where we go for private dates sometime! Secret double lesbian date.” You laugh at the thought and nod, “Yea. That sounds great.”

Soon, after a bit more chatting, Van and Tai left talking about making out at a park somewhere. Mari dragged your arm, talking about continuing where you left off with no interruptions in your room. As you looked at her as you both waited for your older brother to pick you up, you realized that you couldn’t wait to move away and finally not be worried about kissing her. But for right now, this was fine. Just you and her against the world.

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The Prophet and Her Hunter

Lottie Matthews x GN Reader

Warnings: Blood

Zombie's Brains: Hello! Sorry I haven't uploaded a fic in a while. Send in requests! I can do headcanons as well.

Your bones hurt as you crawled along the ground back to camp. Back to her. Back to Lottie Matthews. You still remembered the beauty of her as she stood there. The scientist’s blood on her face as she was luminated by the fire. If she said they didn’t belong here, they didn’t belong. Maybe that’s why you took after the two that ran. If Lottie wanted something, you wouldn’t say no. You couldn’t. She was the prophet and you were the hunter that carried out her orders. You shakily stood on two legs as you limped. That bastard managed to get the drop on you. Him and his stupid crossbow.

You heard her before you saw her. The shout of your name and the sound of footsteps as she approached. Lottie’s hands cradled your face as you relaxed into her. The blood on her hands smeared on your cheeks. She gave your body a once over. He had only hit you down to the ground before kicking you so you weren’t as bad as Melissa. Lottie’s soft smile made your heart go wild even though the rest of you was in pain, “The wilderness said you would return. I know that look.. You didn’t fail me nor disappoint me. The wilderness said that he’d get the upper hand. I was worried you weren’t going to return home to me.”

“My love, I will always crawl back home to you.” You murmured as you stared up at her. She looked ethereal. A goddess that you were willing to worship for the rest of your days. One of Lottie’s hands fell from your face to intertwine with your hand. She gently lead you back to your shared hut.

Lottie had stripped herself of her clothes. Her naked back turned to you as she washed the blood off her face and hands with a water bucket. You couldn’t help but stare at her. You heard her teasing voice, “Enough staring.. Strip for me.” You eagerly took off your clothes, throwing them into the pile along with Lottie’s. She turned and gently wiped the blood off your face and hands as well before throwing the cloth back into the bucket. Lottie laid down on the bed before pulling you into her.

Your naked bodies pressed together. It wasn’t sexual, but blissful. Two lovers that felt like they were bound together by fate. Her hand rubbed on your scalp and through your hair. She murmured about how the wilderness would never take you away from her. You were her’s and the wilderness would always bring you two together. You felt your body relax into her. Your eyes closing at the softness of her voice and her hand. Lottie gazed down at your sleeping face with love. She knew that you would always be her’s. Just as much as she was your’s. You were her hunter.

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Handsome Boy

Lottie Matthews x Transman!Punk!Reader

Fluff and Hurt/Comfort

You were a punk or a “hoodlum” as the old lady at the grocery store liked to say whenever she thought you weren’t listening. Yet, she loved you. Your richgirl, Charlotte “Lottie” Matthews, should not have been even near you, but she was. She loved you and you loved her. The rest of the people could go fuck themselves. You guys had met through Nat, your best friend, and ever since then she’s been the line that kept you grounded when you felt like you could float off. 

A cigarette hung between your lips as you waited outside her big ass house in your old beat up pickup truck. You saw the door open and your girlfriend walked out of her house in that pink miniskirt that did things to you. She opened the door and got into your truck. Lottie held out her hand expectedly and you took off your leather jacket to give to her. She wrapped it around herself and smiled. You playfully rolled your eyes and scoffed, “You know you can’t keep getting away with this.”

Lottie smirked and shrugged, “It’s worked so far plus I wore this skirt just for you, baby~” She batted her eyes playfully and knew she won when saw the blush on your face.

“Yea. You wore it so I could eat you out in the parking lot after school.” She scoffed and punched your arm at your crass words. You chuckled and started your truck before driving off. You placed your hand on Lottie’s thighs and gently squeezed it. You heard her hum in content as she snuggled into your jacket, inhaling your cologne from it. You arrived at school and shut the truck off before hurrying to open the door for her. She smiled, “Such a gentleman.” You softly pulled her into a kiss, pushing her against the passenger side door. She hummed against your mouth and kissed back. You slowly pulled away and grabbed her hand. Lottie smiled the entire way as you walked her to class. She kissed you one more time goodbye and walked into her first period.

This was not how you expected the day to go. You sat in your truck with a black eye, busted lip, and blood dripping from your nose. You had gotten into a fight with a guy in your class after he made some comments about your girlfriend. You hardly remember what he said because as soon as he mentioned Lottie’s name you were on top of him. You won the fight but now you knew you had to deal with the wraith of your girlfriend. Speaking of which, you saw your girlfriend stomping towards your truck, still in your jacket. Lottie opened the door and you could see a brief pause in her anger as she looked at your busted face. Lottie climbed into the truck and started her rant, “A fight? Really Y/N? You could have gotten hurt and look at your face! Do you know how upset with you I am?”

You shrugged, “A lot..?” She scoffed before softening her gaze a bit as she cupped your face gently.

“Drive back to mine. I might as well bandage you up. What was this even for?” She tilted her head and stared at you with those brown eyes that made you melt.

“He said something about you. He said that you were too good for me and that if he got into bed with you that you would leave me in an instant.” Her gaze flickered over your face before she softly kissed you. It stung a bit but it was worth it as her thumb rubbed your cheek. She pulled away, but kept her hands on your cheeks.

“I love you and only you. I don’t care that people think I can do better. You are my better. You. I wear your jacket all the time because I love showing off my amazing boyfriend. What was it this time? I come from a rich family? Money can’t buy the experiences and love that you make me feel. Was it because you’re trans? I don’t care about that. When I look at you, all I see is my handsome, sweet, punk boyfriend.” You teared up slightly. She really fucking loves you. You pull her close by her waist and onto your lap. You bury your head into her chest as she runs her fingers through your messy hair. You feel Lottie placing soft kisses ontop of your head. She murmurs into your hair, “Take us home, baby, and let me clean you up..” You nodded as she slid off your lap as you started the truck. You drove you two to her house. Luckily, her parents weren’t home. She led you two inside and up to her bathroom. You sat on the sink as Lottie wet a rag to clean the blood off.

The warm rag against your skin felt nice as Lottie tenderly rubbed the blood off your face. She murmured praises and sweet nothings as she did, “Such a handsome boy.. My handsome boy. I love you so much, sweetie..” After she was done, she helped you take your shirt off and pants. You were left in your binder and boxers. Lottie smirked and let out a wolf whistle as you rolled your eyes. She got the spare clothes you left at her house and helped you get dressed. She stopped at putting on your shirt though, “I’ll leave the bathroom so you can take off your binder.” You shook your head before slowly taking it off. Lottie smiled and didn’t stare at your chest. She was happy you felt safe around her. She helped you put your shirt on and led you to bed, “Why don’t you let me be the big spoon, handsome boy?” You felt too exhausted and that sounded really nice. You climbed into bed with her, cuddling into her chest. Lottie rubbed her hand along your back as you laid ontop of her. She lulled you to sleep with an “I love you” before drifting off herself.

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In My Room Pt 2

Shauna Shipman x GN Reader

Warnings: Strapon referred to as 'cock' and 'dick' also smut in general

MINORS DNI OR I WILL CALL YOUR MOTHER

Zombie's Brains: Hey! So I tried to write this as gender neutral as I could, but did have a lesbian or transmasc reader in mind. I do need requests tho so pls gimme some. Also.. I apologize if this sucks. My first time writing smut. Pls gimme a break if you hate it. Also all characters are aged up.

It was gonna be a fun night.. When Shauna pulled off her robe, you saw she was wearing the same outfit as earlier. A tank top and those shorts that she knew drove you wild. The ones that made her ass look fucking amazing. You knew if you dare touch her there would be hell to pay so you refrained. She grinded on your lap, “Mm.. such a pretty thing, aren’t you? You want me?” You nodded dumbly as she pulled off her tank top and reached back to unclasp her bra. It fell off her shoulders onto your stomach. You drooled at the sight of her chest. Holy fuck. You could die right now and be the happiest person on Earth. Shauna smirked as she looked down at you, “Such a perv though.” She got up and pulled your pajama bottoms down to leave you in your boxers and your sleep shirt. Shauna pulled out the strapon that she had bought you  from your nightstand and slid the straps over your hips.

“I’m gonna ride you and you are gonna stay fucking still. Got it? Now beg.” She ordered as she placed the knife to your neck again.

“Please, baby, ride my cock. Please please please, pretty girl. Ride me.” She chuckled at your desperate pleas as she slid off her shorts and underwear. She tossed them somewhere in your room. You knew she’d leave her panties here. She did it often everytime you guys had sex. Shauna enjoyed knowing that every time you saw them you would think of her.

She straddled your hips and grinded her cunt onto the tip of your dick. You watched with a mesmerized stare. She was wet and you knew it was because of you. Shauna bit her lip as she slowly slid down your dick until her hips were pressed on your’s, “Fuckkk.. Good baby. You like when I ride you? Use your words.” 

“Yes, pretty girl. I love when you fucking ride me. You look so beautiful on my dick.” Shauna placed her hand on your stomach before starting to bounce. Her mouth fell open in quiet moans as she bounced. She kept the knife at your neck as she rode you. Shauna brought one of your hands to her chest while the other fell to her waist. You obediently started groping her chest as her eyes rolled back. You let out soft moans as the base of the strap grinded on your clit as she rolled her hips. She dug the knife into your neck a little. Not too deep but enough for a little blood to trickle out which she licked up before kissing your neck. Shauna let out little praises through soft gasps and moans in your ear, “Good- fuck- slut. Good baby. You are so good for me. Fuck fuck fuck.” You could tell she was getting close as she bounced harder and got louder. Her hand rubbed her clit, matching her bouncing. You wanted to watch her fall apart on your dick. Shauna slammed herself down, desperate for her own high, as she bit down on your neck. You let out a moan as she sucked a hickey onto your skin. Shauna pulled back and smirked as she slowed down a bit to admire your work. It was short lived as she picked the pace back up again. She let out a loud scream of your name that sent you into your own orgasm as the strap finally stimulated your clit enough as she teased your neck.. Shauna’s hips stuttered as she slammed down one last time and rode out her orgasm.

Shauna slowly slid off your dick and onto your stomach. She slowly moved her way to your face, putting her pussy right over your mouth, “Clean me up.” You started lapping at her cunt, tasting her cum. Shauna moaned and wrapped her hand in your hair, pulling you deeper. Your lips gently wrapped around her clit and sucked gently. Obviously that was the right move because she got louder. You went back to licking at her cunt, pushing your tongue in. Shauna wrapped her thighs around your head and grinded herself on your face, “Good.. So fucking good for me. So fucking good. Imma cum…” You felt her cum on your tongue as you continued to eat her out. She laid down on the bed next to you after you had fully cleaned her up. 

Shauna helped you out of the straps before throwing the cum covered strap to the ground. She pulled you back into her chest as she peppered your neck with kisses, “You did so good for me, baby. I love you so much.”

“I love you too..” She hummed in satisfaction at your reply as she cuddled deeper into your back.

“We’ll take a nice shower together in the morning..” Shauna promised gently as she rubbed your stomach. You nodded as that sounded fucking amazing. Your hips were too sore to do much right now anyways.

“I’ll make you your favorite breakfast too, pretty.” You also promised as she buried her head into the crook of your neck tiredly. You soon felt her soft peaceful breaths as she drifted off to sleep. You smiled as you fell asleep in your girlfriend’s arms.

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OKAY SO GUESS IM WRITING THE SMUT! FOR THE 2.4% OF YOU WHO DIDNT WANT IT.. UH SORRY?

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hello malewife.. um can you please write a Jackie taylor x reader fic where you get injured and she panics and takes care of you?

My Poor Baby

Jackie Taylor x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of blood

Zombie's Brains: Hello! So this kinda sucked because I am sick right now, but enjoy nonetheless! Also if you see any spelling mistakes, no you didnt.

If somebody asked you how you felt about Van before the crash, you would have said they are your best friend. In the wilderness however? You’d still do the same thing but there would be hesitation. It started yesterday when there had been rain and Mari woke up to water dripping on her forehead. Of course she complained that the cabin had a leak. 

“Y/N could probably fix it.. Their dad is a roofer.” Van shrugged as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. 

“I mean I do know how to fix it but isn’t it kinda dangerous? Plus, Jackie would stop me before I even got on the roof!” You threw your hands up in dramatic effect before placing them back at your sides when you noticed Mari thinking.

She smirked and you knew it was over, “I’ll lead away your missus and Van will boost you on top of the roof!”

Fuck. Since there was no way to really say no without sounding like a dickhead, you agreed. Now here you were on Van’s shoulders as they lifted you on top. You scrambled up and already had a bad feeling about it. The roof was still slippery from the rain but you were already here. Van tossed the wood up that you would use to repair the damn thing. They also threw up the hammer and nails that you found somewhere in the cabin. You moved to where you could see the hole with Van watching. “Dude, be careful please! Your girlfriend will kill me if you fall,” Van called from the ground. You rolled your eyes, “Thanks for the encouragement, buddy.” You could hear Van chuckle with an ‘I love you’ mixed somewhere in there. You place the wood over the hole and started hammering the nails into it to keep it in place. It was going smoothly until the last nail where you smacked your hand with the hammer. Hard. You reeled back and slipped off the roof. Luckily or unluckily, you smacked into the tree behind you which slowed down your descent, but also scratched your back up. You hit the ground on your shoulder when you went to move away from the tree. 

You heard a gasp and loud yell, “Baby!” and sounds of footsteps running towards you before soft hands pulled you into an even softer lap. Did you die? You looked up and saw your girlfriend. I mean if you did die and Jackie was your angel, you wouldn’t complain. Nevermind, there’s Mari. This would not be heaven. Jackie rubbed her hands over your cheeks, “Why were you on the roof!? You could have hit your head! My poor baby..” You felt a blush spread across your cheeks and you heard Mari snicker. Van had already run and gotten Misty when you fell off the roof. They both now rush to your side also. Misty pushed up her glasses, “Let’s get her inside. Van, can you get us a bucket of water?” Jackie who you assumed was riding on pure adrenaline picked you up in a bridal carry. You two probably looked funny from the outside since you were a bit taller than her. Jackie carried you inside and laid you on your back. You let out a wince, “Fuck! My back hurts so much!” Jackie kissed your forehead before rolling you onto your stomach. Misty pulled up your bloody shirt to reveal your scratched up back. Van walked in with the bucket of water. Misty went to get an old t-shirt but Jackie took it, “Let me do it..” Misty knew it was gonna be a losing argument so she handed the t-shirt over, “Can you guys leave me alone with them? I need to talk to them.” Oh fuck. She was mad.

When the others left, you smiled innocently, “Hey baby…” She glared at you before rubbing her hands over your hair.

“You’re such an idiot.. On the way in Mari told me that you were trying to fix the roof? Baby, I love you but I will kill you next time you do that.” She said with that tone that made you feel like you could just curl up and die.

You nodded slowly and grimaced as the water touched your back, “I know.. But I fixed it!” She rolled her eyes and smiled as she gently cleaned off your back.

“Oh, my love, what am I gonna do with you?” She dunked the tshirt into the bucket, grimacing slightly at all the blood.

“Love me and kiss me?” She let out a giggle and nodded. She cleaned up the rest of the blood before moving your head onto her lap. She ran her fingers gently through your hair and rubbed her thumb across your cheeks. She sighed, “I love you so much, idiot. Please don’t climb onto the roof again?” You nodded as you buried your face into her thigh. You felt her warm lips press against your cheek, temple, and anywhere else she could reach. You mumbled into her thigh, “Mari made me do it anyways.. Yell at her.” She let out another giggle, “Oh trust me. She’s gonna get it for putting my baby in danger, but right now let me be your nurse.” You nodded and blushed as she babied you. When the others came in, they chose not to question why you were on Jackie’s lap in fear of the captain’s wraith. When they finally fixed dinner, Jackie shook you awake and kissed you on the temple. She had two bowls in her hands. You sat up with a quiet groan before reaching for your’s. She slapped your hand away as she put her bowl down. She got the spoon out of the bowl and scooped up some of the stew. You pouted, “I can feed myself.”

“Mm. Nah. Nurse’s orders. I gotta feed you, baby.” You could hear some of the other girls chuckle as you reluctantly opened your mouth so Jackie could spoon feed you.

When yours and her bowl were both finished. You laid down on your spot. She gently turned you around so you could cuddle into her chest as she gently rubbed your back. You sighed happily. If she was your nurse, you would happily get hurt again.

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In My Room part two

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In My Room

Ghostface Shauna Shipman x Reader

Zombie's Brains: Hey! So this is kinda short because I didn't know if you guys wanted to see the smut- If you do, please tell me! Also this was based off the song In My Room by ICP

Word Count: 671

Shauna Shipman. The love of your life. Your beautiful girlfriend. You couldn’t help but stare at her as she drove you home. She looked at you out of the corner of her eye before smiling, “You’re staring again, dork.”

You were caught, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care.

Your gaze continued as you shot back, “It is your fault. I mean you decided to wake up and be so stunning.” A blush overtook her face and you knew you got her.

She stopped right in front of your house and stopped your hand before it reached for the door. You heard the sound of her seat buckle hitting the side of the door and suddenly a weight in your lap. You looked up at her as she gazed back down at you with those big, soft, brown eyes. She smiled, “You think I’m stunning, huh?”

You nodded like a lovesick fool, “The prettiest girl I’ve ever seen.”

She smiled and played with baby hairs on the back of your neck before leaning in to kiss you. It was soft and sweet. She didn’t rush it. She savored the moment. But, you knew it was because she was saving her energy for later when she put on the mask. Your hands wandered her back before trailing down to her ass. The way she let out a soft gasp into your mouth was an indicator that she liked the squeeze you gave her. She pulled away, “Mmm.. I’ll see you soon?” You nodded dumbly as she got off your lap. You climbed out of the car and went into your house. 

You don’t say ‘hi’ to anyone because there isn’t anyone there. Your parents have gone to a work conference all week. You don’t really care though. You walk right up the stairs and get changed into comfy clothes. It consisted of a pair of shorts and one of Shauna’s t-shirts. You do your homework quickly before getting into bed and wait for dark because that’s when the real show starts.

Tap tap. You wake up and look at your alarm clock next to your bed. 1 am. She’s here. Tap tap. You hear her voice, “Hellooo? You gonna let me in? Hello?” You quickly get out of bed and open the window. Shauna’s mask is still on her face. When she climbs in is when you really get a good look at her. The moonlight coming in through the window shows she’s covered in blood. She took her mask off and threw it somewhere on the floor to be found later. Shauna smirked, “You ignoring me?”

You shook your head quickly, “Love, I can’t ignore you. I’d do anything for you. I fuckin’ adore you..”

The way Shauna smiles wide and with almost a hunger tells you that you did something right because the next moment is her slamming her lips on yours. It’s not like the kiss from earlier. It’s hunger and lust. Her teeth bite down on your lip and you gasp. She takes the opportunity to shove her tongue into your mouth. Shauna’s hands come to grasp your waist to keep you in place. She starts to push you back towards the bed. The back of your knees hitting the bed makes you fall over back onto it where she climbs back on your lap. You suddenly feel the cool metal of her knife pressed against your neck. Not doing any damage but just to let you know that she is in control. To be honest, you wouldn’t have it any other way. You went to grasp her hips but she pushed the knife more against your neck. She pulled away, “No. You get to touch when I say you get to touch.” You whimper. Is she trying to torture you? Of course she is because all of a sudden she pulls off her robe and smiles, “You only get to touch, talk, and move when I say so.” This is gonna be a fun night..

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I'm Mr. Loverman, and I miss my lover(girl), man.

Jackie Taylor x GN!Reader

Angst with some fluff.

NOTES: This is my first fic. Sorry if the grammar or format is terrible. Yes I did steal a quote from HTTYD. Sue me.

You hated her. You hated her so much. A lie that you told yourself every day and you knew it was a lie. You hated how she came into your life and made things enjoyable before leaving. That’s it. You hated that she left. You knew you could never hate Jackie Taylor. You just missed her so much. You remember the day that the soccer loving girl came into your life and left a big indent.

You could admit you were never a “glass half full” person. You saw things how they were and maybe, just maybe, you were a little dramatic. But, could you blame yourself? Your mom split the gig when you were young. “A free spirit” is what your dad said she was with a sad smile on his face as he held your little body close to him. Since then you realized that no one stays. You were in high school now though and soon it was your turn to leave. It was a normal day in class when you felt someone sit next to you. Weird. No one sat in the seat next to you. You looked up to see popular girl and girl’s soccer captain Jackie Taylor. Jackie Taylor who has also been your crush since freshman year. Jackie Taylor who you swore you thought was the only constant in your life. She smiled and looked at you with those eyes you swore made your heart stop, “There’s a project and we are supposed to pick a partner. Everybody else seems paired up. Will you be my partner?” Did you really zone out that much? You felt your head move before your mouth, nodding. You saw her eyes light up and she began talking to you again, “So I was thi-” The rest of the class went by in a blur but you could swear you agreed to go to her house later at some point. Jackie smiled again at you as she packed up her things, “Okay. See you at my house after school!” Alright.Yep.You did. Great. 

You rubbed the piece of paper that Jackie had given you as she left class. Her address. You looked at the house as you got out of your truck. Fancy. You walked up to the door and knocked on it. The door swung open and Jackie stood there in shorts and a tank top. You tried your best not to stare at the way she looked.. human. Not like the popular girl that everyone adored. She excitedly invited you in and led you to her bedroom. You looked gazed at the walls as you went up the stairs. Jackie looked like she had the perfect family from what it seemed on the photos. You followed her into her room as she sat on the bed. You closed the door behind you as per her order. She patted the spot next to her and you sat down. God. This girl can ask you to jump and you’d say “how high.” You went to take your notebook out of your bag but a hand on your arm stopped you.

 She smiled and you could feel your stomach do flips, “Hey.. We got like a week to work on it. Let’s talk. You are so mysterious. I wanna know what goes on inside that head.” 

You let out a small chuckle and you could swear you hung the stars by the way she looked at you, “I’m mysterious, huh? You’ve been watching me or something, Taylor?” By the blush on Jackie’s face and the way she refused to look at you, you guessed you caught her. 

She nodded, “I mean how could I not? You are always so quiet even if the world around you is loud. You walk through crowds like there is no one around you. I think that has been the first time I’ve heard you talk or laugh besides earlier in class. To be honest, I’ve never really wanted to know a person more.” 

You shrugged at her words, but on the inside it felt like your body was on fire. She watched you that much? She paid attention? Does it matter though? You reminded yourself that nobody stays. She’ll leave too. But maybe- just maybe. Maybe she won’t. You took a deep breath. Let’s see.

Jackie had just won the game for her team. She was going to national’s and you couldn’t be more proud of her. You guys have been together for a year now and to say you loved her would be an understatement. Jackie has remained the light in your life. The one thing that you knew couldn’t be taken away. She made sure to remind you. Nights of curling up and her holding you as you sobbed. Her quiet whispers of “I’m here, baby. I’m not going anywhere. You’re okay.” solidified that. By the time you were at the sidelines, Jackie had already run up to you and jumped into your awaiting arms. You smiled wide and kissed her cheek as you spun the two of you. You laughed, “Congratulations, my love. You did it! You’re going to nationals! I’m so fucking proud of you, lovergirl.” You set her down and she looked at you with the same look she did a year ago, like you hung the stars in the sky. Jackie pulled you into a kiss that was full of sweetness and passion. It was her in a nutshell. She pulled away, “You’ll be there too, right? At nationals? I can’t do this without my cheerleader.” You smiled and knew what the answer was already. You would follow her until the end of time. Your lovergirl.

Jackie left. She fucking left. She lied. She lied. She lied. She lied. You hated her so much. She left the cabin. She left you here alone. She’s dead. She lied. You held your head in your hands and sobbed. Your whole body shook with the force of your sobs. If you had been there, you could have done something. Anything. You decided to check the traps before bed and camped out in the wilderness. Luckily, the overnight snowfall didn’t snuff out the fire in the little cave you camped in. When you got closer to camp is when you heard Shauna’s sobs. In the mix of the crying, you heard Jackie’s name. Jackie. What happened to Jackie. You ran faster than ever. When you got to the cabin and saw Shauna shaking a frozen Jackie, you stopped in your tracks.  You wanted to scream. You wanted to cry. Hell, even a word would have done good.You felt like a little kid again when your mom left, but this time there wasn’t your dad to hold you. Would he have said the same thing about Jackie? The lie about her being a “free spirit?” That didn’t matter now. You just stared and realized your lovergirl was gone.

No one could replace Jackie is what you told yourself even years later when the surviving members of the YellowJackets got rescued. Including you. Your lovergirl was one-of-a-kind. The only one for you. But, she is gone now and you were alone. You took a long sip of the beer in your hand as you sat on your couch in your apartment. The rest of them moved on with their lives. You moved on too. Well as good as you could. Inside, you knew you were back there. In her bedroom with her. Your lovergirl. You stared at yourself in the blank TV screen. You moved your head to the left and there she sat. Your lovergirl. You knew it wasn’t her. She was gone because she lied. She stared back at you with that look from all those years ago, “Baby, I thought we were gonna drop that mysterious act. It took me so long to find that personality you hid from everyone..” You smiled and just stared at her. Even if it wasn’t her. You sighed, “You’re as beautiful as the day I lost you..” She smiled and you felt like a teenager again. You looked back at the TV screen and it was just you. Only you. Your lovergirl was gone.

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THE RULES FOR SUMMONING THE DEAD

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YELLOWJACKETS

Shauna Shipman

In my Room

Jackie Taylor

I'm Mr. Loverman and I miss my lover(girl), man

My Poor Baby