Playing in the sand (Nick Jones x reader)
9 parts Ongoing 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝, 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐲... 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐰𝐧. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠.
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Best friend's brother is the one with the crush for once, But the person he's pining for hates him due to the fact that he's an asshole to the people around him, and the fact that he's a felon. Now throw in car trouble, drama, and serial murderers! How fun!
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𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐈'𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝!
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TW: death, blood, mentions of child abuse, murder, bodily horror, probably more that I can't think of right now
Reader discretion is advised
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𝐖𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐧!