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Moment of appreciation for the fact that I saw Gemma wearing this gorgeous dress to a wedding ajd was like hell fucking yea - but I couldn't afford the price tag. So I managed to find this beauty second hand!!!!!!
The team surrounded the building, awaiting Cass’ next command. Cass nodded at Andrew who didn't waste any time in shooting the security camera which hung from the right corner of the house’s front. As much as Andrew and Cass didn't get along, Cass had to admit, he had a damn good aim.
He waited two seconds before holding two fingers up where they hid in the bushes. The team lifted their black bandanas up over the bottom half of their faces, just above their noses. Cass then quickly took out his phone, sending a thumbs up to Amanda. The team was all males, but they had some girls who came in handy on undercover missions.
The team watched as Amanda walked through the wide gates of the house, heels clacking against the stone driveway. She wore a miniskirt along with a pink crop top which she looked perfect in. Cass shook his head. Focus.
Amanda rang the doorbell, fixing her blonde hair which perfectly fell on her shoulders. She took a deep breath as she got into character.
A man in a suit opened the door, “How can I help you, ma’am?”
“Oh yes! I had a necklace on when I was at a party here. You see, my mother had given it to me and-”
Cass hated as he watched the man’s eyes rake down and slowly back up, taking Amanda in. Cass’ grip on his gun tightened but he tried to calm himself.
The man smiled, “Why don't you come in?”
Amanda beamed and made her way inside, sliding a small wedge between the edge of the door, ensuring the door didn't fully close without the man seeing.
Cass nodded, “Wedge in place, we wait until they clear the door.”
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The creak of the door made Niko raise his head, only to let out a weak groan when he saw the doctor. God, just what he needed. The doctor simply huffed, “I want to do this just as much as you do,” He grumbled.” Niko just rolled his eyes, resting his head against the roon’s floor.
The doctor knelt beside Niko, taking out his equipment before slowly lifting the back of Niko’s shirt. Niko, who lay on his front, let out a whimper, squeezing his eyes shut. He didn't know how he felt. Overwhelmed was an understatement. He thought Marcus was a good guy, but no, he was terribly wrong. He thought back on what he had said. What a creep.
“Why do you hate me?”
Miko rasped, a tear rolling down his face. Okay, he’ll admit, he was feeling sorry for himself. But from the lack of sleep, food and all the pain he was in, how couldn't he?”
The doctor simply dug the antiseptic wave deeper against one of Niko’s wounds, making him whimper, squeezing his eyes shut. He missed just having simple conversations. Just then, a huge crash sounded from upstairs, followed by yells and shouts and lastly gunshots. Both Niko and the doctor’s head snapped up as the door flew open.
Martyn rushed inside, gun held up, pointing straight at Niko as he glared, “Don't make a noise, don't even open your bloody mouth.” Niko’s eyes widened, gulping as he felt his chest tighten. “Doctor, get upstairs and get your gear on, get the bloody team, make them believe that they can save Niko down here, then get all the men to pounce on them, am I understood?”
The doctor nodded and sprinted up the stairs of the basement. As the door shut, Martyn’s cold, dangerous eyes fell back to Niko, making the other shrink back slightly. “Get up.” Niko winced from the pain as he slowly got to his feet, his vision spinning around him.
Martyn grabbed a tight fistful of his hair and dragged him over to the pillar in the middle of the room. He tied Niko’s hand behind his back before tying the rope all along his torso and around the pillar before finally tying his ankles.
As the footsteps grew louder, Martyn smirked, “Let's see how good your acting skills are, buttercup.” He didn't even give Niko enough time before shoving and tying a piece of cloth around his mouth. Niko let out a muffled shout of protest but Martyn simply shoved the muzzle of the gun against Niko’s temple.
Niko’s eyes blew wide, a whimper ripping from the back of his throat. “It's cute how your friends came back for you. Cute but dumb.”
Niko roared at that, trying to throw himself forward at Martyn to attack him but the ropes kept him in place and Martyn disappeared in the shadowed corner of the room.
Cass was the first to barge in through the door, his eyes widening when he saw the cowered frame tied up against the pillar. “Niko!!!” He sprinted over to him, beginning to untie the ropes. Niko let out a muffled cry, desperately shaking his head as he tried to warn the team.
“Niko, man, we can't understand what you're saying with that thing in your mouth,” Adrian laughed, reaching forward to grab the gag but the sound of a gun clicking made them freeze.
“Well well well, isn't this just cute.”
Martyn’s voice echoed through the room, making Niko shiver, a cold tingle sent down his spine. He squeezed his eyes shut as he whimpered. His arms were free now thanks to Cass but he didn't dare reach for the gag as he saw Martyn’s gun emerge from the shadows.
“A little reunion, hm?”
Cass growled, taking out his own gun, “Don't you dare, we just want him back, we don't want to cause any harm.”
Martyn simply chuckled, his finger tapping gently at the trigger, “Marcus, untie him.” Marcus, who had suddenly appeared at the door way came over, knife in hand and cut the ropes. Just as hope filled Niko, he was grabbed by a fistful of his hair as Martyn roughly pulled him over. The gun was carelessly slammed up against his head, “Everyone take out your weapons- slowly.”
Cass clenched his jaw, looking at his team before nodding once, ensuring to slowly place his gun down on the ground, “Listen- just give us Niko and we will leave in peace.”
Martyn huffed out a laugh, slowly dragging the muzzle of the gun down the side of Niko’s face as he watched the rest of the team lay down their weapons, Marcus going around and collecting them all, chucking them in a bin before he returned to the door frame. Niko bit the inside of his cheek as he tried to hold in a whimper as the gun then moved to his throat.
“I don't think so, big shot, you guys don't get to come to my party and ruin things for me.” Fury overtook Martyn and he roughly shoved Niko to the ground. Niko fell with a cry, whimpering as he curled in on himself. He heard his team yell, rushing forwards to get to Niko but Martyn was quick to point the gun back towards Niko.
“Nobody fucking move, everyone put their hand up on your head and stay still while my boys pat you down.” He watched as the four men hesitantly raised their hands, resting them on their heads as Marcus and three other guards approached them. Andrew snapped out, growling as he glared at Marcus, “Don't fucking touch me.”
“Ah,” Martyn smirked, slowly making his way towards Andrew, “A foul mouth and an aggressive attitude, you must be Andrew.” Andrew froze at his name.
“How-how did you-”
“No time for chit chat now, restrain him, he’s going to be trouble.”
In Andrew’s state of both confusement and shock, it was easy for Marcus to force him on his knees, restraining his hands behind his back and a gag in his mouth.
Cass’ worried eyes snapped to Niko, Sorry Niko signed. Cass shook his head before signing, You look like shit, you alright?
Despite the situation they were in, Niko couldn't help but smile. He went to sign a response but Martyn’s attention was back on him. “Oh, something amusing to you Niko?”
Niko’s eyes widened as he cleared his throat, “No-nothing, ‘m sorry…” He shrunk back as Martyn stepped right up into his face, feeling the familiar warm breath against his skin.
“Oh, really?” Martyn’s head tilted in curiosity, eyes narrowing, “Drop to the ground.”
Niko looked up at him, confused but he suddenly dropped to his front against the floor as Martyn took out his gun. Martyn smirked, “Good. Now, plank position- and I need you to hold it strong. If you fail, I am sooooo going to make you fucking regret it, got it?”
Niko didn't even respond before pushing himself into the plank position, his arms already beginning to ache. Before he could brace himself, two heavy boots planted on his back and a sudden weight almost crashed him down.
Niko squeezed his eyes shut, wheezing out as he clenched his core. His arms shook as he kept in the plank position, Martyn standing on his back as he spoke to the team, “Here’s how this is going to work. You will all stay in a cell. One by one you will be dragged out and be questioned. The cell is bugged and there will be two people listening at all times so don't even think about creating some fake cover story. Marcus, get them out of my sight.”
And with that, Martyn stepped off of Niko’s back, kicking his ribs hard as he watched the other fall to the ground with a cry, “I hope you enjoyed your warmup, buttercup, we’re only getting started.”
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OH also so ive been doodling a little for Inktober here and there when i’ve had time!!! gonna get around the posting the handful of things i got to, starting w these :)
here’s the triple matching set I did to rep each of my primary OC’verses & the “Main Characters”” of each & i was inspired to do this actually becaaaauuse i truly feel that each of these characters/stories/universes rlly symbolically represent & embody ~*October Vibes*~ in very different ways, ahem:
1) The Elysium’verse, feat. Maci & (@fenixethekid’s) Tory: Cold October temperature drops and bitter winds, lighting fires from dry and dying leaves to stay warm. Sparks crackling in the pitch black. Crisp air; the way the sky looks orange when the sun goes down behind autumn trees. Long shadows. Summer flowers shriveling.
2) Iff and The Ghoul, feat. Iff & TG (& a special hidden guest): Thick fog sprawling over leaf-scattered cemeteries. The way the ground crunches when you walk over cold crisp dirt and everything that’s fallen from the trees, heavy fall boots and fall clothes, layers. Footsteps approaching behind you. Rustling bushes from god knows what when you walk in the night; full autumn moonlight, flickering streetlamps. Drizzling rain.
3) The Pasta Demons, feat. Casket & Spaghetti: Halloween decorations in bright colors, cotton spiderwebs on every bush, LED glowing eyes on every house. The smell of cheap latex monster masks, kids running in costumes, sticking your hands in bowls of candy. Everything’s sticky. Fake blood dripping from your mouth. Plastic neon spiders and bats clutched in your hands. False eyelashes, shiny Halloween costume wigs, black acrylic nails.
anyway i love how these came out and i may color them at some point but they were Inktober pics so!!! they’re done like this too!!
