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**Hi, lovelies! I know it has been some time, but some of my followers have reached out to me in the last weeks/days and asked me if I’d continue writing for the Split/Glass fandom. Sorry for not being that active lately; I had to take care and figure some things out in the last few months. However, you guys motivated and inspired me to start writing for this fandom again and I really hope that some of you will like this! x o x o**

If you haven’t read the first part to this, I think you should! ;)

Pairing: The Beast x You Warnings: Kidnapping of underage girls; cursing; smutty smutty smut. Drabble challenge: #105 “I believe in you.”

Tagging: @bademliimagnum ; @camu-winchester

You were taking a stroll through the huge industrial building aimlessly since there was no other distraction for you, really. You had your thin robe wrapped around your body as another cold breeze swept through the various cracks and slits of the many tall windows and gates. The wailing and whimpering of the girls, the cheerleaders, had long stopped; whether it was from giving up hope for any rescue or pure exhaustion, you didn’t know and, frankly, you did not care.

It was quiet, finally; however not quiet enough for you to hear the Beast sneak up on you from above apparently. He landed on his feet; elegantly and with a heavy thud, causing you to stumble backwards with surprise.

His chest was slowly heaving while he scrutinized you vigilantly.

“Something is wrong.”, he said matter of factly and he sniffed the air as if he could smell how you were feeling. You hated how good he had gotten at reading you in the few months you had been with him and The Horde.

You pressed your lips together; eager to control your emotions and not show what was really bugging. “I’m fine, my love. Tired and bored, but fine.” You managed to give him a small smile.

“Don’t lie to me.” He took a big step towards you; his piercing gaze never leaving your eyes.

“I’m not lying to you. I’d never.”, you answered with a shrug, however he noticed that your shoulders were a little too tense to seem nonchalant. He started pacing in front of you; he wasn’t buying it. You bit your lower lip as you heard him puff and blow.

Pairing: The Beast x You Warnings: Kidnapping of underage girls; slight spoiler alert. Drabble challenge: #105 “I believe in you.”

***FYI, you could see this as a continuation of a past Drabble featuring YOU and the Beast. If you’d like to read it before you read this one, you can do so now 😊*** #21 - The Beast x You

+ slight SPOILER for Glass. This is set at the location of the beginning of the movie; The Horde’s hiding place.

You woke up from a light slumber as the calls for help echoed through the abandoned industrial building. You blinked a few times; both confused and surprised as you clearly made out that more than one voice was crying out loud.

You rolled over on your back and your gaze met the high ceiling above you; battered and poorly fixed. You listened carefully.

One, two, three, four.

Four girls this time. Probably young and so, so very afraid. You pursed your lips. Something was off; the feeling in your chest and the slightly uncomfortable feeling in the pit of your stomach irked you.

Why so many this time?

Finally, curiosity got the better of you and you decided to at least take a peak at the girls before the Beast would finish what he started; so you threw on the silky robe you had taken with you from your old and slowly, as if taking a walk in a park, you made your way towards the room where the girls were being held.

Their cries for help stopped as they whispered and listened for the sound of your steps coming closer.

There was no light source around and night time was surely taking over; but you knew these halls well and you wanted to mess with their puny little minds just a little more, so you mostly stayed hidden in the shadows.

They could only make out the slight silhouette of you, however you had a good view on them.

"Hello? Is anybody there?", one of the girls called out to you between sobs.

"P-please! Help us!", another one cried as the chain around her wrist rattled against the pipe they were tied at.

"Leah, don't - w-we don't know if it's him!", the third one warned her, and her friend sobbed even harder.

"Please, just let us go.", she wept as her voice cracked.

You took a step forward. "He's not here.", you answered coldly and their heads snapped up as if you had just given them hope.

"Please help us, ma'am!"

"God, please, let us go!"

You ignored their pleas; you were more concerned by their appearance at the moment. Cheerleader. Four cheerleaders; wearing tight little uniforms. Their make-up smudged, their hair tousled.

A small sadistic smile tugged at your lips. You felt no pity for them. Actually, you realized it was jealousy which had motivated you to check these girls out in the first place. Sure, they were impure and had never really suffered in their young lives, so the reason why the Beast had picked them as sacred food was obvious - but still. There was this sudden feeling of jealousy anchored in the back of your mind.

Did the Beast only see them as nourishment or was there something else he had on his mind? Didn't he need you anymore? Was he looking for a new mate?

Your heart began racing as you felt the urge to hurt the girls yourself, but of course you knew you were not allowed to do so.

"Be quiet now, you fools. I can't sleep if you keep crying like that. No one will hear you anyway.", you spat as you turned to make your way back to your room.

Soon you were settled into the soft fabric of your blankets again, and yet you could still hear the faint cries and whimpers just down the halls.

You were yet again woken by some heavy movement right behind your back. You could feel another body suddenly press itself against yours; bigger and stronger than you. His arm then wrapped around your upper body; the fabric of his colorful sports jacket still visible in the darkness of the room.

“It’s late. What were you doing?”, you mumbled through your weariness; and you could feel his body tense up behind you.

“N-nothing. I was...outside.”

You sighted. “You wanted to play with the girls, Hedwig. Don’t think I didn’t hear you.”

“Miss Patricia said I’m not allowed to ask for their names. No one said I’m not allowed to talk to them, etcetera.” He pulled his arm back again as he braced himself to look over at your face and you quickly closed your eyes again.

“Whatever. Do what you want, all of you.”, you muttered into your blanket as you ignored the feeling of jealousy and hurt deep in your chest.

“Jeez...what’s up with you lately, (Y/N)?”

The mattress shook again as he struggled to get out of the bed. You could hear the sound of his heavy rollerblades hitting the floor. You refused to give him an answer.

“Fine, they’re way more fun than you anyway.”

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→ Marvel Cinematic Universe

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Okay, here’s the deal: I watched Split today and I’m really looking forward to Glass in January 2019! I know I haven’t been active in this fandom or on this Blog, but I’ll make sure to change that. So, just to get back into the characters, I started with this little treat. Hope you’ll like it (:

P.S.: I can’t help but picture Patricia as a caring and somewhat motherly character, at least when you support what The Horde is doing. In this case, you do (;

Pairing: Patricia/The Beast x You Warnings/Notes: None. Set post-movie. Drabble challenge #2: #100 “I’m fine with where I am now.”

A chilly breeze swept through the abandoned industrial building, whistling right through the slits and cracks of the door to the small office you were residing in.

You pulled the tattered blanket up to your chin as another shiver made your body tremble; and you felt your jaw tighten as you tried to keep your teeth from chattering. After all, you did not want to seem weak.

You let out a shaky breath and adjusted your position on the bed, which was made of three thick mattresses stacked on top of each other. The sound of clicking heels coming down the hall caught your attention; and you sat up just as the door swung open, causing the lit up candles to flicker frantically.

Patricia closed the door behind her, more gentle than she had opened it. “Have I woken you up?” She turned around and looked at you. “I’m sorry, dear.”, she said with a sly smile.

You cleared your throat nervously, before you answered. “No, it’s fine.”

She took a few steps towards you, elegant and graceful as ever. You were fascinated with the calmness she always seemed to carry herself with. “You look a little cold, dear. Are you sure you’re fine?” Patricia took a seat at the end of the mattress and you felt it dip a little beneath her weight.

“I am.”, you answered, forcing yourself to smile. Even though Miss Patricia was nothing but friendly to you from the start, she intimidated you like no other. Is was hard for you to read her.

“Well” She started to play with the hem of your blanket. “I just wanted to make sure you’re as cozy as you can be here.” Then she looked straight into your eyes and you didn’t know if the twinkle in her eyes was natural or just the candlelight reflecting in them.

“We don’t want you to feel uncomfortable, you know. We are aware that this is not the best place to stay, but there are only a few other options.”, she explained with a slight chuckle.

“I’m fine with where I am now.”, you assured her and shivered as yet another breeze swept through the room. Of course, Patricia had noticed. “Hmm” She examined you knowingly.

“The Beast assigned the task of making sure of your well-being to me, and I take it very serious, (Y/N).”

You nodded, suddenly lacking a response.

She sighted as she got up again. “Go to sleep now. I am sure he will demand your full attention when he comes back.” Patricia cleared her throat; the thought of what you and the Beast constantly did to each other whenever he sought out your company after a hunting spree left a sour taste in her mouth.

Shortly after Patricia had left the room, you managed to fall asleep; your body exhausted from being cold. However, your slumber had only been light as you could hear the door being opened again.

Instead of the light taps of the Beast’s naked footsteps on the floor, you heard the clicking of heels. You furrowed your brows in curious confusion and remained still; and a short moment passed before you felt the weight of another blanket being spread over your body. You sighted as you snuggled deeper under the layers of fabric, finally feeling your body warming up.

“There you go, dear.” You could hear the smile Patricia’s voice as she tucked you in. “And don’t you dare lie to me again.”

Omg, I don’t remember who requested this! 😵 But thank you anyway, hope you all enjoy this! 🤗💕

Pairing: None Warnings: Harassment/Cussing Drabble challenge: #123 “Oh, did I scare you, big boy?”

The air inside the small bar was warm, and sticky, and filled with thick smoke. The light was dim and the music barely hearable over the chattering voices and other background noises.

You had a good view on the bar counter and the pool tables, which were standing in the center of the room. A couple of younger men were playing and placed bets while they drank pint after pint. You had also noticed the few shady looking people sitting in the far corners of the place, as soon as you had entered. They were mostly keeping to themselves, even though you could feel a pair of eyes watching you every now and then.

You kept yourself busy with your phone. It gave you a fake feeling of safety and it also kept the guys around you at bay since it already looked like you were waiting for someone. In fact, you were waiting for someone. Not a big, intimidating dude, but your smaller, emotionally fragile girlfriend.

She had just recently broken up with her boyfriend and her idea of closure and solace was meeting her friend, namely you, in the sketchiest bar around town.

Fucking Perfect.

You took a sip of your lukewarm beer and tried to ignore the urge to grimace. You hated the taste of beer, even more so if it was warm. But frankly, it was the only beverage you were confident to order when the bartender had asked you what drink you wanted. You were sure you wouldn’t find something like a Strawberry Margarita on the menu anyway.

You let your gaze wander around the bar again as you mentally cursed your friend for being late. Thinking of the devil, your phone buzzed with a text of your friend, informing you she was not coming to the bar.

I’m meeting up with Ken.. he wants to talk about everything. Don’t go to that bar alone! I’ll call you tomorrow xo

With a deep sigh, you shoved your phone back into your purse. You decided that it was best for you to find some new friends. Friends who were reliable; friends who would never leave you all by yourself in a shady bar full of thugs, bikers and whatnot.

Without further hesitation, you got up and left for the door. You slithered through the crowd of people and ignored anyone who called out for you; who tried to get your attention. You didn’t stop moving; you were beyond done with this place.

Cold air hit your face as soon as you stepped outside the stuffy bar, and you didn’t notice who left shortly after you.

A shiver ran down your spine. It was already colder that you had expected, even for pre-fall season. You zipped your light jacket up and started walking towards the few parking spaces, a little offside the bar.

You slowed down your pace as soon as you spotted the five gentlemen standing by their motorcycles. You weren’t the type of person to judge someone by their looks, but – they looked intimidating; to put it mildly. You were usually confident and not easily scared, but everything changed whenever it turned dark outside, especially when you were all by yourself. “Great.”, you muttered under your breath as they abruptly  stopped talking after noticing you.

Their eyes were on you. You just knew, without even looking at them, and you kept your eyes fixated on the ground as your stomach twisted into a knot of anxiety.

“Hey there, sugartits.”

Your cheeks grew hot as you kept walking past them. You felt so uncomfortable ignoring him when he was clearly talking to you; fearing that it will upset him, even though you were disgusted by his nickname for you.

His friends started snickering as one of them just got an obvious rejection from you. He did not like that.

“I said hey!”

You flinched and did the one thing you should not have done; you stopped walking, dead in your tracks.

“You shouldn’t talk to a lady like that.”

Puzzled, you looked to your right, at the stranger next to you. His cold gaze was fixated at the bikers, unfazed by their looks and beside his somehow nerdy glasses, you were sure he was not one to be messed with.

“And who’re you? Her boyfriend?”

“You could do better than that, sugartits.”

They kept mocking you until the stranger leaned a little closer. “Do you want me to walk you back to your car?”

You swallowed hard as you looked at him, unsure if you should trust a stranger just to get away from other strangers. However, you decided that he looked like the lesser evil, like you could at least beat him if you had to. Hesitantly, you nodded.

“Alright, come on.” He shoved his hands into the pockets of his jacket and walked closer to you as you passed the men, insulting both of you while doing so and yet you were relieved they didn’t assault you at least.

“You shouldn’t be here all by yourself.”, he suddenly said in an almost scolding way.

“My friend cancelled on me.” You side glanced at him, and decided he wasn’t unattractive. “Besides, you’re alone too.”

He snorted. “No, I’m not.”

You rounded the corner to the parking spaces behind the bar as you furrowed your brows at him, wondering if he had a date or if he had been at the bar as well.

“I’m – Dennis, by the way.”

“Hm”, you hummed acknowledging as you spotted your car among two others. “(Y/N).”

The small place was barely lit by the lights of bar and suddenly you were aware that you were solely by yourself, relying on a stranger’s help. Frantically, you rummaged for your car keys, just as you heard footsteps behind you.

“Aw, look at these two lovebirds.”

Your breath hitched in your throat as you turned around. You could barely make out the huge silhouette of the guy who had called out to you at first.

“Am I interrupting you?”, he snickered as he walked up to you, and you were surprised when Dennis gently pushed you behind him.

“Oh, did I scare you, big boy?”, he kept mocking as he got closer while Dennis kept quiet, and instead of jumping in your car, you were frozen with fear.

“I just want to talk to your little friend there, man. How ‘bout you treat yourself a drink? I’m not in the mood to crush your face, you know.”

“I don’t think so, but I suggest you turn around and leave before something happens.”, Dennis advised, voice low and taut.

“Well, ain’t you a brave one.”, he chuckled darkly before his fist lunged out. You shrieked as you squinted your eyes shut, convinced you wouldn’t survive the night.

However, the fight was short-lived. You heard a few quick punches being thrown and a heavy body slumping to the ground.

“You should leave now.”

Cautiously, you opened your eyes again and were met by Dennis, furiously wiping his hands on a bright yellow cloth. You stared at him in disbelief, wondering who carried a cloth around like that; except for professional serial killers. Probably.

“T-thank you.”, you stammered as you scurried to your car, opening the driver’s door with trembling hands.

#7 - Dennis

Anon(s) - Thank you for requesting, and thank you for telling me this.😊 To answer your question: Fuck no, I won’t stop writing as long as there are people who read and like what I do. 👏 Hope you all enjoy 💕

Pairing: You x Kevin/DennisWarnings: Fluff & Smut ahead.Drabble challenge: #7 “Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.”

Loud moans and soft gasps filled thedimly lit bedroom. The bed rocked with each thrust of Kevin’s hips as hepounded into you. You clawed at his back when he bent down and sealed your lipswith his. The kiss was sloppy and passionate; all teeth and tongue while histhrusts got softer, more deliberate.

You mewled beneath him as his lipsleft your mouth, and he started kissing and biting the skin along your neck andcollarbone while he tried to keep a steady pace. Your legs started to shake asthe pressure in your lower abdomen grew.

Your brain could not grasp a solidthought; everything was overshadowed by lust. Your senses were occupied by theman that lay between your quivering legs. All you did was see, taste, hear andfeel him.

“Kevin…”, you breathed softly andwatched a bead of sweat trickle down his temple. A cold shiver ran down hisspine, despite the warm temperature inside the room, as soon as his name passedyour lips. Kevin knew exactly what you asked for; knew the small plea behindyour words.

Swiftly, he grabbed the back of yourknee for leverage and increased the speed of his thrust. Hard and quick, andwith little to no chance for you to gasp for air in between, before youclimaxed with a moan of his name.

Your whole body jerked with bliss asyou kept whispering sweet nothings into his ear while his strokes becameerratic. “Come for me.”, you purred just as a low groan escaped his lips whenhe finally came.

You stayed in place, with him on topof you, as both of you caught your breaths.

“You’re getting all the hot water!I’m freezing!”

You laughed when Kevin suddenlypulled you into his arms. “Let me help you get wet then.”

A shiver ran down your spine as thewater finally hit you skin. His hand slid along the curves of your body and youfelt your nipples harden as your breasts were pressed against his naked chest.

“Kevin Crumb, we got into the showerto get clean, nothing else.”

His chest rumbled as he laughed andglided the soft yellow sponge over your back. “I just can’t help myself.”

You grinned up at him. The idea ofshower sex was appealing, but the shower was barely big enough for both of youto fit in and your legs were still wobbly from the love-making before. “But Idon’t think this is the place to do it again.”

“Does this mean you wanna do it again, love?”

You scattered quick kisses along hiscollarbone after you nodded, and you gasped when he suddenly grabbed your asswith both hands. “Let us not waste time then.”, Kevin muttered into your earand when he bent down, you instantly wrapped your arms around his neck beforeyour lips connected, – and the small bathroom slowly steamed up as thetemperature rose.

You had ushered your boyfriend outof the shower to finish washing your hair without him constantly teasing you.So, you quickly finished up before you stepped out of the shower and wrappedyourself in a warm towel. You decided against putting on clothes. Kevin hadalready aroused you enough to skip the part where you take your clothes offthis time and immediately get to the foreplay instead.  

You stepped out of the bathroom and watchedas the steam around you dissolved into the air. Goosebumps formed on your skindue to the change of temperature, and you quickly toddled to your bedroom,barefooted.

You swiftly opened the door as soonas you reached it. “I hope you didn’t take care of yourself –“ You stoppedmid-sentence as you spotted your boyfriend frantically picking up your clothesoff the floor and folding it neatly. He was standing with his back to you andyou were sure you could hear him mutter under his breath.

“Kevin?”

He froze and stopped moving.

“Is it you?”, you asked carefullyand started to take a few steps towards him as he slowly turned around to you.

You knew it was not Kevin, nor anyof the alters you had already met. The glasses, the stern look on his face, hiswhole posture gave him away.

“What are you doing? Dennis? Are youDennis?”

You noticed how his hands grippedthe fabric of the jacket he was holding a little tighter. His jaw was clenchedas he eyed you up and down intensely. You crossed your arms in front of yourchest and suddenly, you regretted your decision to only wrap a towel aroundyour body. For all you knew from hearsay, Dennis was – different than theothers. Troubled, and unstable.

The fact that he had not said a wordsince you entered the room did not make anything less awkward.

You cleared your throat. “Err, I –uh, I just got out the shower.” You mentally smacked yourself. You’re pathetic., you thought.

Another quick moment passed, beforeyou heard him snort. “I can see that, (Y/N).” He averted his gaze from you andproceeded folding your jacket and the rest of your clothes while you stoodoffside, shifting from one foot to another while you watched him.

“You should” He peered at youcuriously. “ – put on some clothes.”

You shivered and it only underlinedhis suggestion, but then again you were too intimidated to move and grabsomething to cover yourself with. After months of being in a relationship withKevin, this was the first time meeting Dennis.

“No need to be afraid of me, and nomatter what – they have told youabout me, I won’t touch you without your permission.”, Dennis said all of asudden as he noticed your hesitation.

“Hm” You walked over to him; yourinterest was roused and the tension between the both of you only helped challengingyou. “Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.” You could visibly see howhis body stiffened and his frown deepened.

“But – I don’t think that’s true.”

You were not afraid of him and yourelaxed again. In fact, the thought of him touching you now filled your bodywith excitement. You bit your lip appraisingly, before an idea popped into yourmind.  

“What would happen, if I indeed giveyou the permission to touch me?”

His eyes fixated on you, and for aquick moment you could see a look of bewilderment on his handsome face.

And before he could give you ananswer, you let your towel slip and fall to the floor, agonizingly slow.

He exhaled the long breath he hadbeen holding and rubbed his hand over his shaved scalp while his eyes roamedover your naked body. Somehow, he seemed to suppress his urges; the urges thatyou already knew about.

Anon - Thank you for requesting this! I wanted to write something with Jade for some time now. 😄 Hope you all enjoy this 💕

P.S: FYI, I don’t know shit about diabetes. I had to google some stuff. 👀

Pairing: You x Kevin Warnings: Minor cursing. Drabble challenge: #103 “Sharing is caring. Now give me your fries.”

You could hear the beeping sound of your phone over your headset as it dialed the number of your boyfriend, Kevin. Usually you tried avoiding being on the phone while driving, but this was an emergency.

“Hey”

“Babe?”

“Yeah?”

You smiled to yourself as you stopped at a red light. Hearing his voice was enough to lighten up your mood.

“What’s wrong?”, he asked you with serious concern in his voice after you stopped talking for a short moment.

“I’m hungry.”

You could hear him chuckle on at the end of the other line. “Stop dieting then. It’s nonsense anyway, you’re perfect just the way you are.”

You rolled your eyes at his statement, with a small smile on your lips. Of course, Kevin had told you exactly that many times already and you kept telling him that you just wanted to live healthier. Although, he knew that you tried to lose weight in the first place. You always complained about your body and compared yourself to other women. – Kevin hated it and you knew that he loved you, but you couldn’t stop your insecurity.

“I’ve been good this week, so – uh” You gnawed at your lover lip waveringly.

“(Y/N), if you want to get fast food, then get some. You know what I want.”, Kevin said; ending his statement with a laugh.

The strong scent of fresh burgers and fries filled your nostrils as you drove home, with the bag of take-out resting on the driver’s seat. Your empty stomach growled and your mouth started to water with hunger as you could practically taste the food in your mouth.

You parked your car in front of the house and quickly grabbed the bag and drinks before you made your way to the front door. “Shit.”, you muttered under your breath. You had your hands full and no chance to get the key out of your back pocket, – so used your elbow to ring the bell twice.

It took a while, before the door swung open. Kevin stood before you with a smile on his handsome face. He was wearing some salmon-pink sweater with plain black sweatpants. “Where’s my food?”

“Jade.”, you said matter of factly; of course it was her. She was always there when food was involved.

“Exactly.”, she affirmed your assumption with a smirk. “Now, where’s my food?”

“Where’s Kevin?”, you asked as you walked past her towards the kitchen. You heard the front door close behind you.

“Not here, obviously.” She suddenly appeared behind you and reached out for the bag. “Food.”

You sighted and handed her Kevin’s burger. “Here.”

“Wait, why is there no bacon on my burger?”

You snorted as you unpacked the rest of the bag. “Kevin wanted it like that, and you have diabetes – so no bacon for you anyway.”

“Fuck my life.” You heard her mutter under her breath.

You and Jade sat down at the kitchen table and while you started to indulge in the first bite of your burger, Jade started to devour hers right away.

Soon, you noticed her hand sneak towards your fries.

“Jade.”

“Just a few.”

“Jade –“, you warned her again as you chewed.

“Sharing is caring. Now give me your fries.”, she tried to reason with you, but before she could snatch any of your fries away, you grabbed them with an iron grip.

“Did you take your insulin?”

A deep dramatic sigh escaped her lips.

“Well, did you?”

You knew that Jade hated to inject the insulin, but it was necessary. Her diabetes was under control, especially since you knew about Kevin and his disorders; his identities who were all different in their being. You loved Jade, but she could be quite stubborn and – distinct.

“Yeah” She shrugged and leaned back in her chair nonchalantly.

You squinted your eyes as you studied her face skeptically.

“I swear I did!”, she assured you again; a little hysteric.

You laughed as you swiftly slid the rest of your fries to her. Her lips pulled up into a wide smirk as her eyes lit up. “Fuck. Thanks.”

“Eh, I’m full anyway.” You shrugged and took a sip of water.

“Already?” Jade was frowning at you with confusion. You nodded. Somehow, your stomach had shrunk in the last few weeks of dieting. You were not mad at it though.

“Hm” You watched as Jade swallowed the bite in her mouth before she continued talking. “I’ve noticed you lost weight. But, why? You already looked fucking hot.”

You played with your glass, obviously flustered – and you cleared your throat. “Well, I –“

“Let’s say, I know for a fact that Kevin wants to bone you a lot. Like, a lot. He doesn’t give a fuck about your weight. He loves you, we all do.”, Jade cut you off, and your eyes snapped up to her.