Short story based on Alesana's "The Emptiness." ••• Shawn Milke. The prime suspect of multiple murders he cannot be tried against. He has every motive, too many means, and no alibis. Yet every scrap of evidence points in all other directions except Milke, and until any of it can pronounce him guilty, he remains a free man. All (Y/n) (L/n) wants is Milke's rampage to come to an end. She wants equity for the murderer's late partner and the rest of his victims, but her patience with Ohio's justice system has run thin. She leaves herself no other option than to take matters into her own hands and dig deeper into the murders herself, even if it means putting her life on the line. However, the more she uncovers about the cases, the more she learns that there is more to them than meets the eye. ••• Contains: mild language, violence, and themes of sensuality.

"𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞..." A collection of band members x (female) reader oneshots by Bethany Adler. 11/25/21

𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 || 𝐀𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐫/𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐄𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ═════ "Oh, please, they haven't suspected a thing this entire time. Hell, I'm giving you all the time in the world, yet you squander it." I fold my arms, smiling wryly at the clown. There is nothing more I want than to rip that pretentious smirk off his face. "You think time is what I need?" "Isn't it?" He steps closer, head cocked to the side. From the angle at which the lights hits his narrow face, it makes his glamour glisten like fresh paint. Behind the curtain of raven tresses, his sleepy eyes embed into my skin icicles, cold and unrelenting. "Oh yes, I believe so, hjärtat," he purrs. His voice is smooth as silk. "Every opportunity has gone to waste. You know that. But I'm giving you more time to see how far you'll go-how far you'll bend-until you realize you're digging up fool's gold." He comes to a stop right mere inches away from me. The leather of his gloves squeaks as he gently pinches my chin between his fingers and lifts it up. Once again, against my very nature, every reason resurfaces to my mind as to way I haven't completed this fucking mission. "That's precisely why I'm giving you plenty of time to spare with a freakshow like me." ═════ An Avatar fanfic.