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Joe Hardy x Reader: Danger JOE'S POV
I'm not usually one to lose my cool.
I'm serious. No matter how dangerous my work can be, I'm not usually running through the woods, screaming out a girl's name.
But this time was different.
Recently, ATAC had teamed us up with a new agent in our town named (Name) (Last Name). I'll be honest with you, I was skeptical about her at first. She didn't really seem like the type of person to take down a criminal.
But on our first mission together, she made me eat those words.
We were investigating a case of death threats made against a multi-millionaire CEO of a corporation that had been the center of a lot of controversy and heated debates. We had found out that it had been the vice president behind the threats because he had planned to kill the CEO so he wouldn't find out that he had been embezzling millions of dollars from the
[a little longer.] aido hanabusa
It wasn’t often that Hanabusa would stare into the mirror for longer than five minutes. He already knew he was flawless. Today was a rather different matter- he wasn’t looking at the vanity mirror, but rather in deep, paralyzing thought. He stared at the turquoise blue marble, the same shine reflected in his eyes.
Despite his flamboyant nature, behind the scenes he was just another boy. Just another teenager who had insecurities, fears, and wished for a bond with someone.
That’s what pretty much stirred him up in the head today. The mystery of Kaname Kuran. He admired and greatly respected him, as did others. But there were things he kept from his fellow vampires, and it sometimes questioned the friendship between the two. Not that Kaname saw him as any more than a pawn, anyway.
Finally succumbing to the surroundings around him, and the thick must that hung in the air from the hot water behind him, he decided to take his thoughts to the bath. A bath, just the wa
Joe Hardy X Reader: An Odd Meeting (Request!)Your eyes slowly fluttered open, a pained groan involuntarily leaving your lips. Where were you? Lifting your head from where it had lolled over onto your shoulders, you scanned the musty, dimly lit room with blurred vision. The floor was simple concrete, cold and menacing. The walls seemed to be made of tin, the paint chipping away and revealing an ugly green. Were you in some kind of warehouse? Your thoughts were scattered and fuzzy, the back of your head pounding as you groaned again. As you reached up to identify your apparent wounds, you were stopped by thick twine. It chaffed the (s/c) skin of your wrists as you tried to move. You were tied to the chair you sat in. Great. Just great. Your vision cleared slightly despite the dull pain that had managed to course throughout your entire body. A single light shone brightly above you, a thick metal door on the opposite side of the room. Why were you in a warehouse and who put you there? Nothing seemed to make sense as you tried to find
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