|MATURE| Rating: ★ ★ ★ ★ ★| "Who's this?" I said while I questioned the text on my screen. Unknown Number 3:10 a.m Hi. I felt off about the message. It definitely wasn't the vibes I wanted, how did this person even get my number, and who even are they? I just brushed it off and left them on open for the rest of the morning. Then my phone buzzed again right after I closed the messages app. It was another message from the unknown number. Stalk verb harass or persecute (someone) with unwanted and obsessive attention. Danielle is clueless of her secret admirer. Her average life will take a turn from her decision, will she regret it or will she love it? ________ To leave a review or ask questions check at the bottom of the chapters, thank you. ________ Warnings: Degrading Smut Cursing Violence

(This story is discontinued) This is another fanfic of that tall guy from the protest but this one is really fluffy and cute...so for yall ace muh fukers and kiddos you can enjoy this fanfic. Or if u just want to be loved like me 🥰🥰🥰 Y/n goes to the blm protest in dc, her first protest ever. She sees a tall armored man confronting the police and she starts to feel some sort of way. What will she do next (Also pls excuse some grammar mistakes, im not a writer and english is not my first language lololo)

"Are you going to stay?" "Am I going to stay?" He repeats. You nod. He rubs your back. "Go to sleep, sweet thing," was his only reply, and you relish in his warmth while he's still there. - reader is a dancer and artist in the city, and slowly falls for the masked protester who pops up in her life far too often. who's the man behind the disguise, and why is he so endearing? - warning: there is blood, dubcon, choking, and lots of degradation. fluff is few and far between. please be cautious.

Two men sent by the same organization: Anonymous. Their mission: to fight for justice. They don't know each other till one day they join the same protest. The media gave them names: Riot and Tank. They fight side by side when the military and police gets more brutal and brutal. An unexpected friendship, probably more, starts to rise which gets even stronger when two new mysterious guys appear: Scorpion and Faceless. Do they work for the same goal or are they spies? And what happens if one of them gets caught? Will Anonymous help them? °fluff °bad language °sad / trigger warning °a lil smut bulletproof /ˈbʊlɪtpruːf/ adjective designed to resist the penetration of bullets. "a bulletproof vest" » "Say this again" he said with an even deeper voice than usual. I was surprised that this was possible. I couldn't look him in the eyes and kept staring at the floor. Suddenly he put his arm on my chest and quickly pressed me against the wall. I flinched and tried to slap his arm away which was... Like a really stupid move but at least I tried. "What the-" "Say. It. Again." He sounded threatening and so much different than usual. "Hey! Look at me, Riot!" He yelled at me. I got goose bumps and slowly raised my head to look him in the eyes. « (chapter 9) »i'm a mess, i'm a loser i'm a hater, i'm user i'm a mess for your love, it ain't new i obsessed, i'm embarrassed i don't trust no one around us i'm a mess for your love, it ain't new« [riot × tank]

"You don't know what you are playing with." I smiled. "Or maybe I don't care Mr. Binary Codes." His hands wrapped itself around my neck at an inhumane speed. Growling in my ears, he said, "You think this is a game? Should I show you how I can play it too?" "Oh, sir, I will be glad. Go ahead." Pushing him away, I smirked at him. "I am waiting." • • • HIGHEST RANK- #1 IN ANONYMOUS