Warnings: Brief sexual fantasy with brief sacrilege (no need to squint this time - it’s there). A very cruel tease of smut… (I’m so sorry. Okay, not really.)
Word Count: 1198
A/N: Hello hello! So, um, funny story…here’s where things get a bit real. Unfortunately, this particular installment got to where it has to be divided into two installments. So the next part I post, it won’t be an interlude, but a full-blown chapter. And boy oh boy, there will be smut.
Quick reminder for new readers just joining in (hi new readers!): normally, I write fics for Supernatural. However, I’m also a huge fan of WWE and love reading the works of that community as well. After reading some brilliant pieces from - and chatting with - the amazing @devitt-club. I got inspired to write a fic featuring one of my current favorites: Finn Bálor. This fic is starting to grow a bit beyond my control and, quite frankly, I couldn’t be happier.
Apologies in advance because, this being my first foray into WWE fanfic (and alternate universe at that), this will probably suck. Still, it’s worth the risk. ^_^
List 2 #8 for Murphy x reader please? ☺️
Word Count: 1,100
“Fuck Murphy why are we doing this?”
“Because Y/n. You know what happened-”
“Yes but you could be floated. What would I do without my Best friend?”
The boy hesitated, “Probably not get in trouble. Now let’s go. If you’re helping me, then come along. This is your last chance to run off.”
You sighed looking into Murphy’s eyes. “fine fine. Let’s go”
The lighter was loose in your jacket pocket. You and Murphy were sneaking around the almost empty corridors, sometimes having to hide behind walls from guards.
Murphy had hatched the plan almost a week after his mother had died. His father was floated almost a year ago for stealing medicine for his mothers flu. Soon after his mother started drinking, and would sometimes even go so far as beating him, it caught up to her. She had died as well, leaving the last words coming from her mouth as the angry words to her son about how it was his fault that his father died.
Words: 1844 Pairings: Bellamy x Reader; Wells x Reader Warnings: Violence, slight cussing. Episode:1x02 Earth Skills
You screamed as loud as possible as John Murphy held you against the fire, threatening to burn you. Sweat trickled down your cheeks, and you whimpered as you could feel the heat against your skin.
Everyone swarmed around you and Murphy, no one doing anything.
“Bellamy. Check it out. We want the Ark to think that the ground is killing us, right? Figure it’ll look better if we suffer a little bit first.” Murphy remarked, a smirk clear on his face as he enjoyed your fear.
Warnings: brief sexual content (fantasy), mild language, maybe a little sacrilege (if you squint)
Word Count: 976
A/N: Hello hello! Normally, I write fics for Supernatural. However, I’m also a huge fan of WWE and love reading the works of that community as well. After reading some brilliant pieces from - and chatting with - the amazing @devitt-club, I got inspired to write a fic featuring one of my current favorites: Finn Balor. Apologies in advance because, this being my first foray into WWE fanfic (and alternate universe at that), this will probably suck. Still, it’s worth the risk. ^_^
Later that day after your parents arrived home from their meeting they suspected that something happened. Murphy barely spoke to anyone, Emily was in her room all day, and at dinner instead of sitting next to Murphy you sat as far away from him as possible.
“Okay, anyone care to tell me what’s going on?” - Dominic asked as he got tired of the silence.
Emily looked at Isabella. Isabella looked at you. You looked at Murphy who was looking at your father.
“What do you mean?” - he asked Dom.
Your dad rolled his eyes.
“All of you haven’t spoke a word all day. Something must’ve happened. What is it?” - he asked him.
Murphy shrugged his shoulders.
Dom narrowed his eyes then looked at you suspiciously.
You gulped. Should you tell him now? You looked at Bella. She nodded.
Yeah. At least Murphy will realize that you can defend yourself and your sisters without his help.
“Uhm. So we went to the mall earlier.” - you started.
Your mother’s face lit up, and Dom smiled. Murphy looked at you in disbilief. He told you not to say a word.
“Oh, poor Murphy, going shopping with three girls? You should’ve known better.” - your father laughed.
“Actually, Murphy wasn’t there.” - you said.
Dominic frowned and Jane and him looked at you curiously.
“It was just Em, Bella and me. And well, I asked Jimmy to come with us.” - you looked at your father.
Request: Hey! Can you do second part of Gone? Like guards separated Murphy and Y/N? And then when they are on Earth and she sees like he is evil to everyone around she is scared that he is going to hate her again too? But when Bellamy tries to take off her wristband she punches him in the face, so he wants to kill her, but Murphy rescues her and admits his feelings for her? ^~^
You sat in your secluded area, looking down at your hands and eyeing how your knuckles contrast the green foliage surrounding you. They’re bloodied and bruised from trying to break down the window in your cell. It had been useless. A few seconds after your brother was sent out into the vast universe, you were ripped from Murphy’s comforting arms.
He was shouting for you, pushing the guards away as you were taken from the cell. The same thing ran through both your minds - you thought you were being floated but you were wrong. You, and later Murphy, had painful bracelets forced onto your wrists and were dragged inside a dropship. Now, you were sat in the middle of an overgrown field, thinking about how your brother would have loved to see this. Earth is stunning.