Banana Bus Bois/Misfits and male reader oneshots

Murder

Wildcat x MaleReader
I have no excuse for this either than, I'm a fucking disaster.
Warning: Murder and Drugs: Very violent and fucking weird.
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"This is fucked up." Muttered Anthony, looking at (Y/N)- who just shrugged in return.

"But it's not illegal, so let's just hurry it up and not get caught." Said Ohm, looking around them nervously.

"You refused to help with lifting you don't get to give orders." Said Craig as he held one of the other sides. The three lifted the body into the back of the vehicle, closing the truck quickly. Then they all went in, and looked at each other.

"You guys finally done?" Asked Brock, looking at them from the passenger seat.

"You're even worse than Ohm, I hope you know that." Said Craig, glaring at the brunet.

"Sorry, I help kill him unlike you guys." He defended, looking back at him phone.

"I did both, so eat my ass." (Y/N) said, then he put the vehicle in drive and took off.

"To the barn?" Asked Anthony, leaning forward. He looked at the (H/C)net, curiously.

"No we are going to the other place with a giant bin that has acid to decompose bodies fast." He snarled back at him. Anthony shrugged at him.

"Next time we kill someone can it be in the barn so we don't have to carry them to much." Complained Craig, looking out of the window at the passing forest.

"Really, that's our complaint? Actually I like the fact that I I say next time- like you know it's happening 100% no question." Said Ohm, his voice filled with a smile.

"At least I'm not the frantic fuck who carved the equal sign on their mask." Craig quipped back.

"Could you two stop? It's like having children." Said (Y/N), a sigh evident in his voice.

"I'm an eagle!" Said Brock happily, Anthony let out a snort.

"But have the code name 'Moo'" he said, a smile on his features. (Y/N) nodded in agreeable as he turned into the front of the barn. They all laugh and talk as they dispose of the body.
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"Fag!" A voice yelled loudly. Anthony let out a groan as he looked towards the crowd. The other four looking too.

"Hey man fuck off." Said the other teen, he glared at the offender in anger.

"Awe What are you going to do about it? Cry to your little fag group?" The annoying teen yelled back. Most people in the cafeteria were watching at this point.

"Dude, calm the glaring. You look like you're going to kill him." Ohm whispered to (Y/N), who then gave him a sly smirk- which he mirrored, however more playful.

"Back off!" Tyler yelled once more- before he stormed off to his lunch table. (Y/N) watching him as he went- however this look wasn't murderous.

"Dude I don't want to see your bedroom eyes." Brock Said, giving him a disgusted look. (Y/N) scoffed and let out a little smirk.
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"What's wrong buddy? Not so confident when faced with a knife?" Cooed Craig, as he leaned towards the other teen. A knife held close up against his neck. The others in the group laughed at the tearful look on his face.

"Listen you sick fucks, let me go. I don't want any problems okay?" He whimpered, (Y/N) walked towards the two. The tarp crunching under his shoe as he moved.

"Well I'd love to not have to do this, however. You left me no choice- see you just couldn't hold your tongue. And then you have to make fun of Tyler, he is very important to me. You made him sad and nervous- in front of everyone. So you see I can't just let you get away with that. The blast homophobia is very rude and after the threat we sent you, just stupid." He said and leaned towards him. He looked at him from behind his (fav.animal) mask.