“C’mon, we have to go…!” She says as she quickly grabbed the woman’s shoulder indicating the immediate urgency of the situation with her quick attempt to shake her out of the sudden shock.
Sitting on her knees, too far gone to acknowledge the woman’s pleas of evacuating. Staring wide eyed at the now mutilated body of who was once her family being torn to shreds by horrid creatures. She loved him deeply, they were inseparable, that evil man had let this happen. She continued to stare at the body while visibly shaking. “Miles…” She sighed out, shocked beyond belief now wondering whether there’s any hope left, anything to hold onto.
“Y/N!!” The woman screamed out to her again. She quickly turned her head around to suddenly realize that the woman with her was there to witness such a tragedy as well.
Gaining her composure with a quiet breath, she nodded and followed her. Taking one last glimpse of her childhood friend, before rushing out the door almost in flames.
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“Huff….huff…” Jill breathed out, holding onto her knees while trying to steady her breathing as well as the woman next to her doing the same gesture. “We need to…huff…get going, away from… here” Jill said, turning her attention to her.
“I don’t…think…I can Jill” Y/N spoke out, attempting to catch her breath while keeping her eyes on the ground, unable to look at her newfound friend next to her. “I lost him…We lost him, Jill.” She softly cried looking up to Jill. The former star member returned her look with saddened eyes.
“Y/N- No!” Y/N cut her off as tears threatened to spill, “Just leave without me! I mean look at this” She waved her arm around to their surroundings that were in total chaos due to the dangers of the undead roaming around them.
“I’ll just slow you down, I know you can live….” she paused, wavering upon her next words “I don’t think I can any- No!”
This time Jill cut her off, eyes filled with saddened fury she looked at her. “Absolutely not Y/N, that is not an option at all!” She exclaimed, “We just lost Miles, I cannot under any circumstances lose you too…Miles wouldn’t want that” She softly spoke suddenly seeing herself in the same situation she had been in with Miles himself at the Spencer mansion.
Him telling her the same words she’s saying to Y/N. Remembering such a thought gave Jill the feeling that Miles was there with them in that moment, pushing them through. She snapped out of her thoughts as the sounds of Y/N’s quiet sobs were heard, seeing her attempt to cover those sobs with her hands. Moving to comfort her, a sudden explosion boomed across from them.
The two turned their attention to the sudden loud noise, seeing a crash of cars flying out to reveal their pursuer that had been following Miles and now Jill. Horridly screeching the name stars, it spotted the woman in question.
“Fuck!” Jill muttered, “Y/N please I need you to promise me you’ll survive, we both don’t know each other that well I know! But if we both knew Miles, then we need to do it for him!” She quickly pleaded as the thing began to approach the both of them. Y/N looked in her eyes, seeing the slight fear in the woman’s eyes and nodded her head.
“Good” was all Jill said while sprinting away from her, “Hey you fucker!” She called out to their pursuer, “It’s me you want right!? Over here!” She called out, gaining the attention of the thing as it hurriedly chased after her.
“Jill!!” She cried out, fearing for her.
“I’ll be fine, don’t worry!! Try heading to the police station!” Cursing herself for suggesting such a place, knowing full well they’re the cause she had no choice. With the building being so large there must be some form of safety “Locate the stars office and grab what you can!” she instructed. The woman was about to protest, fearing Jill’s current predicament.
“We’ll find each other, I promise!” Jill assured her, before turning her attention to her pursuer and leading it away.
Standing around the chaos, growls were heard from the exposed area that the monster had broken into. Spotting her, the undead began to divert towards her direction. Attempting to gain her composure, she spotted a gun just beneath the wheel of a car.
“Fuck, fuck okay” She hissed out to herself, quickly grabbing the gun and wiping her tears. “Please survive this Jill” She quietly prayed, beginning to click the handgun’s ammo into place while trying to locate her way to the police station Jill had mentioned. “Here we go”
A/N: Hi hi, just going to awkwardly post this as I've just started to get back into writing and well as you can tell my writing may not be the best but hey hope you liked reading it. I’m planning on making this a leon kennedy x f!reader just cause I’ve been thinking about writing something with him in it lololol
“C’mon let’s go already, you’re talking too long” The tall male announced grabbing the girl’s house keys while exiting out the door. The girl gasped and quickly threw on her scarf, which complimented her outfit. She rushed out the door as he stood there waiting for her. “Okay, let’s go” She smiled, but frowned at her boyfriend, “Garou, are you sure that’s enough layers for you? It gets pretty chilly here especially at this time” She explained with concern laced in her voice, eyeing his choice of clothing, that being his usual style. He shook his head, “I’m fine, let’s go” he said, grabbing her hand. “Hmph fine but you have to let me know when you’re cold” She pouted, intertwining her fingers with his. Garou blushed at her actions, letting out a huff in response, “whatever”
Walking around the semi-empty streets, the two stayed silent, enjoying each other’s company. “So where are we going?” Y/n asked, as they entered a well-lit part of the city. “Just hold on we’re almost there” He stated, still keeping a firm grasp on her hand, passing through the crowded streets. Making a slight turn, the two found the entrance to a festival. Y/n’s eyes widened in surprise, “wow” she mumbled to herself, analyzing all the bright lights and booths. “Garou, this is so cool!” She beamed, letting go of his hand, she engulfs him in a hug. The male’s eyes widened in surprise, not realizing this was something she was interested in. Thankful he had found the flyer to this festival during his hero hunting activities. “Hm, yeah I guess it is” He replied, kissing her forehead, letting go of the hug. The girl smiled, holding his hand, “Let’s go get some tickets!” She said, as the silver haired male nodded in agreement. Rushing towards the ticket booth, Y/n purchases the two tickets, while Garou waits from afar, watching her. Once the girl equips the two tickets, she rushes to Garou, “let’s go!” she eagerly demanded in excitement. Garou softly smiled at her, without any realization he patted her head, “Alright, let’s go” he agreed, clasping their hands together once again, entering the huge festival. Y/n blushed at the slight affection he had given her, not quite used it since it came from him but welcomed the slight change nonetheless. “Okay” She softly grinned
As time flies by, the two had enjoyed themselves, by playing multiple games, watching the live shows, going on different rides, and so much more. The two finally got to enjoy each other’s company without anything coming in their way. (Regarding Garou’s hero hunting activities and Y/n’s college courses.) The two finally relaxed, until one of their occupations decided to interfere with their date. Walking around the two hand in hand, while Garou had held the stuffed prizes they had won together with the other. They began to debate what they should do next. “Hm should we go grab a bite, Garou?” Y/n suggested, looking up at her boyfriend. He shrugged, “Doesn’t matter to me” He stated, looking down at her smaller form. The girl nodded, “Okay! Let’s do that then we’ll go on the…f-ferris wheel after” She blushed, remembering the little romantic legend, one of the booth caters had told her while Garou was occupied with one of the games they had played. Garou stared at her in slight confusion, wondering why she had gotten shy all of a sudden. ‘Is this too much?’ He thought to himself, shaking his head soon dismissing that thought as she regained her composure. “Okay, let’s go” She grinned happily, guiding him to the areas where different food booths were presented. “I’ll go grab us some seats and you can pick what we eat”She explained, Garou nodded. “Okay, I’ll be back” He said walking towards the multiple food booths, “Oh and if you get lost, just text me!” She said loudly, earning a thumbs up from her boyfriend in return.
After looking around for a couple of minutes, she found a table with two seats, it was pretty secluded so she knew she had to text Garou her location, after doing just that, she finally situated herself down on one of the empty chairs, she patiently waited for Garou, passing the time using her phone. Until two shadows loomed over her, looking up her eyes widened, feeling slight dread. “Hey Y/n, didn’t think we’d see you here” A male had stated, with another beside him. “U-uh hey Theo and…sam” She awkwardly greeted, putting her guard up around these two men unaware of what they’ll do. “Aw what’s the matter, aren’t you glad to see us?” Sam grinned, caressing her cheek, “Please don’t touch me” She demanded, feeling discomfort. These two males in particular happen to be in a few of Y/n’s classes, typically known to be the biggest perverts many have come to know in her class, awful enough they’ve gotten away with their past actions regarding sexual harassment thanks to their families wealth. “Aw don’t be shy~ We won’t hurt ya” Theo teased, taking the seat that was meant for Garou. He moved the seat closer to her with a huge smirk, “Yeah it just us~” Sam agreed, inching closer to her. Y/n began to panic, ,soon gasping in shock as one of the males, groped her breast. “Haha nic-” Sam was cut off as he was hit with a hard slap to the face. “L-leave me alone!” Y/n demanded shakenly, tear threatening to spill from her eyes. “Hey what the fuck!” Sam growled. Theo then took a hold of one of her arms forcefully, “I guess we gotta teach you some manners, little pet” He smirked, “N-no let me go!” She shrieked as Sam took a hold of her other arm. One of the males began to trace their fingers from her thigh up to her slightly higher region, tears spilling from her eyes, she looked around to see if she could get any help but no one had seemed to take notice of her current situation. “Get the fuck away from her!!” A familiar voice had shouted, Y/n turned to see Garou, who was holding their meals. The two guys who were surrounding her, let go of her to take a look at Garou. Taking the opportunity, Y/n ran towards Garou, hiding behind him, shaking in fear. “G-garou they wouldn’t leave me alone a-and… they t-touched me” She explained shamefully, after hearing that Garou was beyond furious. “Yeah so what? I bet you liked it you fucking slut!” Sam mocked her while Theo laughed loudly. “Hey Y/n” Garou began, the girl looked up at him with teary eyes, “close your eyes, I don’t want you to see this” He ordered, she nodded and placed her hands over her eyes. Garou then placed the food down on one of the nearby tables. The two males looked at him quizzically until Garou sprinted towards them, grabbing them by the hair and roughly clashing their heads together causing the two males to yelp in pain. Garou then proceeded to beat up the two perverts, by using his mixed martial arts that he commonly uses towards beating up heroes. Although he did do a rougher job on these two than any hero he’s gone up against. After feeling satisfied with his work , seeing the two males barely breathing and then suddenly seeing a huge crowd forming around them, Garou decides it’s time for them to leave before any heroes arrive at the scene. Grabbing the plate of food and swiftly grabbing Y/n’s hand, he leads her away from the crowd. Eyes still closed, she finally opens them when Garou took a hold of one of her hands, turning her head back slightly, she saw the bloodied mess her lover had made. Heading towards the exit the two walk out in a rush after hearing sirens in the distance, luckily the couple’s apartment was pretty close by, so it was quicker to get home.
The walk home was met with nothing but silence, until the two had made it infront of their door. Getting out her keys Garou had held for her, he unlocks the door for both of them to enter. Upon swiftly walking inside and locking the door, Garou turns around only to be engulfed in a hug by the shorter girl. “G-garou” She said, beginning to sob at what had happened. He sighed and held her close to him hugging her back. Caressing her head softly in an attempt to calm her down. “It’s okay, I won’t let them near you again” He stated in a promising tone. This had made the girl sobs more, “I-i’m sorry I was too weak and ruined our date” She cried gripping onto his black long sleeve shirt, his eyes widened, he looked down at her with a soft glare. “You didn’t ruin anything dumbass, it’s not your fault.” He reassured her, “And don’t ever say you were too weak, you held them off as best you could” He stated, he pulled away from the hug and picked up her chin, looking into her teary eyes, he slowly kissed her. Y/n’s eyes widened in response but kissed him back, after a minute or so the two had pulled away. “I don’t wanna hear you ever blame yourself, that’s just stupid, hell I would’ve still kicked their asses again if people didn’t show up” He claimed rustling his own hair in slight frustration. Y/n smiled and nuzzled her head against his chest, hugging him once more. “Thank you Garou, I love you” She said, allowing him to sigh in relief, happy at the fact she was safe in his arms. “Don’t worry about it, and….I love you too” He blushed, “Now let’s go eat those tacos, I’m not gonna waste them after waiting in that huge line” He announced, the girl smiled and nodded her head, “Ok!”
Hi, hope you liked this small fic, I decided I’d post more of my writings on here. I’m a huge garou simp so you’ll probably see more of these on this account. He’s probably a bit ooc but nonetheless hope you enjoyed, thanks for reading!
Summary: Mammon’s brothers decide to play a prank on him by getting handsy with you. I mean, how could that plan possibly go wrong?…right?
“M-Mammon, it was just a joke–”
“I’m supposed to protect ya while you’re here. I was the first one you made a pact with. You’re mine.“
”I…“
”Say that you’re mine.“
** Please note that this is a cross-posting **
This chapter was originally posted on 2/2/2020 as a part of my “Devil Doms” series on AO3.
Mammon is not jealous.
Why would he ever be jealous—especially over you. You’re just the stupid human he’s been tasked with taking care of during your stay. Any time he craves seeing you, or texting you…that’s just because it’s a part of his duty—NOT because he actually likes you.
The thought of liking a dirty human makes him sick to his stomach.
Striding up the hall, Mammon nods to himself, crossing his arms satisfactorily.
That’s right, you’re pretty much nothing to him. Even if you have a pact, he’d agreed to it out of pity. Ya know, since you’re a weak human in a world full of demons. If Mammon wasn’t around to protect you, then who would be.
That’s all there is to it.
…or so Mammon desperately tries to convince himself.
However, his brothers know differently.
They’re very much aware that Mammon likes you more than he’d care to admit…and that’s why they decide to prank him.
On your way back from class that day, Asmo had pulled you aside. He’d whispered the plan he and the others had come up with into your ear, giggling all the while. Apparently, lately Mammon had been bothering them all more than usual, so they wanted to have some fun with him.
So, on behalf of the others, Asmo had asked for your consent and cooperation.
“Tonight, Lucifer will be out with Diavolo, so pranking Mammon during dinner will be perfect!” he had told you, all smiles. “All we need is for you to let us be a little…friendly with you.”
The twinkle in his eye had been a bit mischievous, but despite your worries you had agreed. You’d been living in the House of Lamentation with them all for a while now, and felt comfortable. It’s not like they were always handsy with you, but you’d gotten used to occasional hugs, and holding of hands. Sharing a bit of skinship with them had become the norm, so letting them be “friendly” with you during dinner shouldn’t be much different, right?
Whistling to himself, Mammon struts into the dining hall, feeling quite satisfied. He’s looking forward to a good meal, without drama, and—
His eyes fall on the table in the center of the room, and there’s the sound of glass shattering somewhere in his mind.
Exactly what the fuck is happening.
“Hey, be careful,” Satan speaks, his hands reaching forward to grasp your waist from behind as you lean over the table—attempting to reach a pitcher of water.
“Sorry, thanks,” you respond, and Satan helps guide you back until you’re fully on your feet—the pitcher safely in your grasp. He flashes you a handsome smile and then releases you.
Mammon glares daggers at his brothers across the room, and doesn’t move to join. The others obviously haven’t noticed him yet, so he decides to hang back and try and regain the clarity he had established within himself just moments before entering.
There’s no reason he should lose his cool just because one of his brothers is touching you. You’re just a pesky human.
Taking a deep breath, Mammon desperately attempts to smother the uncomfortable feeling knotting in his chest. However, unbeknownst to him, his brothers are very aware that he’s watching them. After all, why would Satan go out of his way to grab you, if not to get under Mammon’s skin?
“Hey, Y/N, will you pass me a slice of cake? I feel like starting off with something sweet,” Asmo speaks up, and you survey the dishes on the table.
“I think the cake is still in the kitchen,” you respond, pressing to your feet. You flash him an innocent smile. “I can go grab it though.”
“Oh, you’re such a dear!” he responds happily, his bright eyes watching you carefully as you brush past the table and into the kitchen. You return just seconds later, the chocolatey cake held in front of you, and Asmo bustles with excitement as you return to the table.
“That looks so delicious!” he exclaims, watching as you set the platter down in front of him. Yet, after a second his gaze shifts from the cake to you, and his arm reaches out. He splays his fingers against your hip–pulling you a bit closer. Surprised, your eyes widen and you glance back at him. He grins cheekily, and leans forward—his cheek nuzzling against your side.
“You look more delicious than the cake, though. Can’t I just eat you instead?”
“ROLF! That sounds like a line from a game,” Levi butts in, his phone in one hand and his fork in the other. He doesn’t even look up from the game he’s playing until Asmo speaks again.
“Y/N is so cute though, Levi! I mean, can’t you just imagine her as a cute character in one of those naughty games of yours?”
At that, the resident otaku raises his head, his gaze shifting over to look at you. Asmo still has you in his grasp, and he turns you to face the third oldest brother—his hands moving to cinch your loose-fitting uniform at the waist. Immediately, curves that you usually don’t flaunt appear for all to see, and Levi’s cheeks go pink—reflecting your own.
Sure, you had agreed to letting them touch you in order to help prank Mammon, but now even you’re embarrassed.
Speaking of…
You turn your attention away from the demons around the table, your eyes scanning the room for any sign the Avatar of Greed. After a moment, you spot him in the entrance way—horns beginning to rise up through his white hair. His blue eyes are almost glowing, and you’re not quite sure you’ve ever seen him so seriously riled up before.
A bit scared, you raise one of your hands—placing it atop Asmo’s and giving it a little squeeze. Curious, the Avatar of Lust blinks up at you, and when he sees that your gaze is pinned across the room, he looks over as well.
Asmo has just enough time to see Mammon’s fist hit the wall, before the second eldest demon is gone from the doorway. The other occupants of the room jolt in surprise at the sound of the wall cracking, and the chandelier overhead begins to sway ever so slightly.
“Perhaps…we took that a bit too far,” Satan says with a sigh, turning back to his plate.
“You guys should have just focused on eating,” Beel says between mouthfuls of food. He’d chosen not to play along, especially considering there was an entire table of food laid out before him.
Disappointed, Asmo releases you, pouting to himself.
“Eeeehh? I thought it was fun!”
“Fun as it may be, I don’t really want Mammon trying to decapitate me in my sleep,” Levi responds in a mumble, poking at his plate. You bite the inside of your cheek, your eyes straying to where Mammon had been standing.
“I should go check on him,” you say, guilt weighing heavy in your chest. You move away from the table, but Beel—who you’re now closest to—quickly reaches out and grabs your wrist. He shakes his head at you when you glance back at him.
“Don’t.”
“It wouldn’t be wise to go after him now. I would leave him alone for a while so he can cool down,” Satan explains. It doesn’t sit right with you—leaving Mammon alone when he’s clearly upset—but you listen.
The five of you finish up dinner and go your separate ways. When you’re alone in your room, you attempt to distract yourself with studying, and homework. And when your brain feels like it might melt, you decide to take a shower, and pamper yourself. Anything that can take your mind off Mammon—even if only for a little while.
At some point, the clock strikes midnight, and you find yourself awake in bed—brain too full of thoughts for you to be able to sleep.
“It’s late,” you whisper to yourself, rolling onto your side. “I can talk to him about this in the morning…”
Momentarily convincing yourself that everything will be fine, you finally manage to fall asleep.
However—
KNOCK KNOCK
Your eyes snap open, arms moving to press yourself up as your heart beats harshly against your ribs. Your gaze snaps to your D.D.D., the phone reading 3:07AM.
Who the hell would be knocking on your door at 3AM?
“Oi!”
You startle, eyes flitting to the opposite end of the room.
Mammon?!
Despite the ungodly hour, Mammon isn’t attempting to be quiet at all. He’s about as loud as he always is, and you hurry out of your bed.
“Open u–!” he begins to call, but you make it to the door before he can finish. As soon as you’re face to face, the Avatar of Greed cups your cheeks with his hands and smashes your lips together.
You gasp in shock, definitely not having expected him to do that—and Mammon takes that opportunity to deepen the kiss.
One of his arms moves to wrap around your waist—pressing you flush against him. Your tongues meld, and you can’t help the small, embarrassing sounds that leave you. Everything is just happening so quickly! Less than a minute ago you’d been fast asleep, and now Mammon is gripping your ass and swallowing you up with his kisses.
He takes a step forward, and you both stumble backwards into your room. Mammon kicks the door closed, his lips never leaving yours.
By now, you feel like you’re drowning—heat creeping down your neck and spreading further downward. You’re desperately in need of air as well, so you raise your hands and press them against Mammon’s chest, mustering a whine that you hope he understands.
After a moment, he breaks the kiss—a string of spit connecting you.
“Mammon,” you pant, searching his face with wide eyes. “What—”
“You’re mine,” he shoots back before you can finish, his head craning down to the crook of your neck. He kisses at the sensitive skin, his freed hand moving to splay on the small of your back—the other still possessively gripping your ass through your sleeping shorts.
“M-Mammon, it was just a joke,” you try to explain, a lewd gasp leaving your lips as he trails his tongue up your neck.
“I’m supposed to protect ya while you’re here. I was the first one you made a pact with,” he whispers into your ear. His lips lock onto a patch of skin near your jaw, and you writhe. Yet, Mammon only sucks on the area harder, not allowing you to escape.
“sokka’s master” is such an iconic episode the a-plot is about sokka getting a dope ass sword the b-plot is about iroh getting swole and the c-plot is about sokka’s friends just sitting there talking about how much they love sokka. a perfect episode from start to finish
