Random x Reader One-Shots

The new cancer-Obsessed ex! Reaver x Reader

Y/N and her new partner Robert, made their way cautiously into Reavers manor. The two had been invited to a private party from the man, and as weary as Y/N was, the host had convinced her without any form of persuasion.
"Please leave all overcoats, canes and top hats with the doorman." Barry Hatch said as Y/N squeezed Roberts hand.
From that moment, you'll be out of place and under-dressed. I'm wrecking this evening already, and loving every minute of it. Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring, and...
"Sorry, excuse me?"
"Please leave all overcoats, canes, and top hats with the doorman."
From that moment, you'll be out of place and under-dressed. I'm wrecking this evening already, and loving every minute of it. Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring, and...

Reaver watched the couple walk in through the doors from the top of the stairs. Barry had walked over to Reaver and raised an eyebrow.
"So Master, what do you think?"
"When you're in black slacks with accentuating off-white pinstripes, whoa-oh." He smirks.
"Everything goes according to plan." Hatch stated and Reaver nods.
I'm the new cancer, never looked better, you can't stand it.
"Because he says so under his breath
He's reading lips," Reaver watched carefully.
"When did he get all confident?" Robert asked with a gulp.
"Haven't you heard that he's the new cancer?Never looked better and he can't stand it." Y/N replied and fixed her dress before the two walked up the stairs.

"Next is a trip to the ladies' room in vain, and
I bet she just can't keep up with these fashionistas." He mutters as he follows her to the bathroom, waiting outside. Y/N powders her face once more and looks in the mirror, seeing the figure of Reaver stood behind her.
"And tonight you're a whispering campaign. I bet to them your name is cheap. I bet to them, you look like shit."
Talk to the mirror, oh, choke back tears:
She grabbed a cigarette from the box on the end table beside the sink, and keeps telling herself that "I'm a diva!"
Oh, and the smokes in that cigarette box on the table. They just so happen to be laced with nitroglycerin.

I'm the new cancer, never looked better, you can't stand it. Because she says so under her breath. He's reading reading lips, "When did he get all confident?"
Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer?
Never looked better and you can't stand it.

Y/N turned around and only saw the empty toilet. Shaking it off, she shook her head and walked towards the bathroom door, immediately faced with reaver backing her against the wall.
"Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? I've never looked better and you can't stand it."
"Wait what?"
"Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? I've never looked better and you can't stand it. And I know, oh I know it just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up. I've never been so surreptitious so, of course, you'll be distracted when I spike the punch."

Y/N nodded nervously, scared of what would happen if she didn't reply, even so if she didn't agree.
"But I know, and I know it just doesn't feel like a night out, with no one sizing you up. I've never been so surreptitious so, of course, you'll be distracted when I spike the punch."
"And you know?"
"Oh I know it just doesn't feel like a night out, with no one sizing you up.
"You've never been so surreptitious."
"So, of course, you'll be distracted when I spike the punch!" He smirks and kisses Y/N, pushing her up against the door. With a stomach turning, she melted into his kiss.

She missed being his.