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why is there sex bots messaging me.
#daryl dixon x reader#twd fanfiction#daryl dixion imagine#draco malfoy x reader#daryl dixon x female reader#harry potter imagine
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Hey!! I was wondering if you do tag lists or have a tag list? Have a lovely day/night
I can make one if people would like!
just tell me what fic, or if you want to be tagged in everything just let me know!
#daryl dixon x female reader#harry potter imagine#eddie munson x you#stranger things#harry potter#daryl dixion imagine#twd fanfiction#draco malfoy x reader#eddie munson x reader
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i swear the next chapter of my daryl dixon series is coming out soon
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“The snake and the bird ending”
Chapter zero ‘the snake’
Warnings; family abuse, crying, teenage romance, abuse, bullying, extreme depression, love sick regulus, death mentions.
• Yeah…this is a sad series with fluff sprinkled in…
Regulus would be slapped over the head by his brother if he saw the way he looked at you, like you’re an angel that miraculously entered his life on day and decided to stay.
He was glad you tried though, because the truth is. Regulus Black needed someone in his life to love him. He doesn’t know if you loved him as much as he loves you, but he hopes you did. For his sake.
And as he looked at you, lying on his bed, looking out his window…while letting him stroke your hair. He realised maybe you know why he’s acted this way towards you.
He’s loved you more than anyone in his life and he needed you.
“You’re so beautiful..” he would mumble, pushing hair behind your hair while you would stare at his freckles that made constellations in your eyes.
“I’m sorry..” you’d whisper, he remembered that day like no other.
The day where he asked you to promise you’d never leave. “Promise you’ll never leave me?” His voice cut off his sobs, you pulled him close into you. Hugging him until he forgot why he was even crying.
You never promised that night.
“Hey Reg”
everything just felt better with you around.
“Morning..” he smiled, feeling extremely content with you now next to him. “How’d you sleep last night?” You cared…you’d ask about him.
“I slept fine, and you?” You never told him about yourself though, maybe if he’d pushed harder…you would’ve.
“I…um, excited for potions?” Regulus was so in love with how you cared about him, he didn’t even realised that you might be doing this so he’d think you were okay.
Maybe you were planning this the whole time.
Maybe you were planning to leave him from the start, you just needed someone to notice when you did. what about the times you’d kiss him until the sun rose?, until he’d cry about how much he loved you.
You saved Regulus black…
But he couldn’t save you. Some people are destined for greatness, you were…there just wasn’t enough time for it to happen.
#regulus black x female reader#regulus x reader#regulus headcanon#regulus black x reader#regulus black#harry potter#harry potter imagine
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“The Snake and the Bird ending”
Pairing; Regulus black x Fem!Reader
“Prologue”
Warnings: mentions of family abuse, abandonment, love sickness, depression.
• I’m so excited to start this series, this is a small look into it.
Snakes are known as dangerous creatures…but, they can be gorgeous, charismatic, sly.
And behind the charm, is the bite. The bite that causes destruction on anyone around them, Regulus Black often refers to this himself. Especially as of lately.
With Sirius leaving, Regulus was truly alone now. No one to care for him, no one to rely on anymore, and maybe…it was better this way. He could learn how to take care of himself for once, instead of having someone else do it for him.
Because even god knows his family won’t.
Everyone around could notice the difference in his body language, how he stiffened up everyone he saw Sirius or James potter. Because they know the truth about the Black family, the full truth.
But…
You.
You used to know...but you stuck by.
Why…?
#regulus black x female reader#harry potter#sirius black#regulus x reader#regulus black#regulus black x reader#harry potter imagine
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𝘚𝘔𝘖𝘒𝘌 𝘚𝘐𝘎𝘕𝘈𝘓𝘚 | 𝘙.𝘓
𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘙𝘦𝘮𝘶𝘴 𝘓𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘯 𝘹 𝘍𝘦𝘮!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳
𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒: 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖱𝖾𝗆𝗎𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝗈𝗇, 𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋. (𝖣𝗋𝗎𝗀 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗎?)
𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨: 18+ Drug mentions, Remus and reader sell and do drugs, weed, mentions of death, smoking, flirting? Tattoos, readers silly billy.
A/N: Remus lupin is hot.
The Pub was full of people, laughing, drinking. Remus and his friends were celebrating the pregnancy of Lily Evans and James potter.
but everything seemed to be in slow motion, all his friends were married, had a Partner, or pregnant. but not Remus. no, he didn’t have anything of the sort. so instead Remus went out to get some fresh air…when he found you.
in the alleyway of the bar.
you looked like some sort of god from the heavens. hair loosely resting on your shoulder, outfit that hugged in all the right ways. the smoke exhaling out of your mouth, blowing in his direction. it didn’t smell like a normal cigarette, no it was weed you were smoking.
you didn’t see him yet. too busy looking at your arm?
“Hey…” You said, now looking his way. “Hey, Dove” Against his own judgment he walked closer to you. now standing side by side, picking the joint out of your mouth. you wave it in his direction.
“What if i was a cop? or a narc?” he grinned, taking the joint. and sucking it until it lit up red with fire. you only rolled your eyes, mirroring his smirk. “I know who you are, Some of my friends buy from you.” your friends? why didn’t they buy from you then?…
“I…i have a rule with selling to friends and family,” he understood, probably more than you’d ever know.
“Yeah, i understand that rule.” The night was silent as he watched you crouched down, balanced on your knees. “Celebrating?” You smirk, standing tall. “Something like that…my best-friends are having a baby.” Just thinking about it brought a smile to his face.
“congratulations on them.” Smirking, you look at your arm again. “What’s with the glances are your arm?” He questions, stepping on the fished joint. “Nothing really, visualizing my next tattoo” tattoo?
“Any ideas?” Remus ponders, slipping up his sleeves. Revealing his own tattoos littering on his forearms. “Maybe…a wolf? I quite like the folklore behind them.” You trace the part of your arm where the ink would be. “they have folklore? You mean symbolic?” He would tell you why his friends call him moony, as his spirit animal is definitely a werewolf.
he doesn’t want to ruin the vibe you both so clearly have going on.
“they symbolize the struggle between good and evil, werewolves are technically anti-hero’s…so” you shrug, tucking your hands into your chest. “Hm I’m sure if they were real they would be”
“they actually are real…I am one, but don’t tell anyone or else” you jokingly threaten, bringing your lip to your lips in a ‘shhh’ manner.
“As long as you don’t tell anyone I am” Remus plays along, staring off into the distance. “Almost a full moon, better get going..” your red lips move into a soft smile while you talk.
“See you whenever your here next..” you wave goodbye, heading back inside to presumably go home. And Remus can’t help but imagine what your tattoo will exactly look like.
he wonders if maybe the full moon carries good luck.
Days go by, Remus shows up everyday to see if you appear. But alas you don’t, not for four long painful days, and boy was it worth the wait.
your black dress clings to your figure, hair loosely around your shoulders. As you tip the drink into your mouth, he notices the cling wrap on your left arm. It also doesn’t take long for you to spot him.
“Remus, hey!” Remus only tilts his head up for a second then goes back to your arm. In red ink is the outline of a wolf, then in black ink is the shape outline of a woman he assumes is supposed to be you inside of it.
“that’s amazing…why the left arm?” the brunette says, “ Left hand is symbolically unlucky…but the tattoo is gorgeous!” You seem over the moon with joy at your new addition to your body. “Like someone else I know.” He lets slip in the casual Conversation, although your reaction was worth it.
blushing mess in front of him, almost as red as the ink on your arm.
“that was bad.” You say blankly. “You liked it.” He retorted.
yes you did.
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Teaser for chapter three of “LITTLE TO NO TIME LEFT”
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“THE BIRD AND THE SNAKE ENDING”
MASTERLIST
Warnings: Extreme depression themes, abuse, death, lovesickness, regulus being dependent on reader, suicide, sad series with a closure happy ending
Summary: After Regulus life starts falling apart, he feels himself replying on you more and more…
“Have you ever heard the story of ‘The bird and the Snake’ Regulus?”
“No…how does it end”
“Not as well as I’d hoped for”
Prologue
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴢᴇʀᴏ: ‘THE SNAKE’
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ: ‘THE BIRD’
#regulus black x reader#regulus black#regulus black x female reader#harry potter imagine#sirius orion black
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"PLEADING FOR MY LIFE" 𝗢𝗡𝗘
ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴅᴀʀʏʟ ᴅɪxᴏɴ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
ᴇʀᴀ: ᴛʜᴇ Qᴜᴀʀʀʏ
ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴꜱ: ꜱʜᴇ/ʜᴇʀ
ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ᴅʀᴜɢꜱ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ᴡɪᴛʜᴅʀᴀᴡᴀʟ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ,, ᴛᴡᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ. ᴀʙᴜꜱᴇ, ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ɪꜱꜱᴜᴇꜱ.
ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ.
The first time you remember going to church is when you were ten. your mother tried to hold the reputation of being a normal family in Seattle, although tales of your fathers blind rage and your mothers affairs threaded through out the small town you lived in quickly.
when you were ten, church was different than when you grew up…it used to be pure, normal, innocent. although as you grew older and deeper into addiction it felt sinful to even stand in the door of one. as if you’d burst into flames in a matter of seconds.
Port Had-falls, Seattle. 2003
you didn’t know exactly how it started, but it felt beautiful…calming. as if you couldn’t feel the pain your body was in before. but even standing in the middle of that walkway, watching the statue of Jesus that was a few steps away.
thinking, maybe he’d save you? let you fade away into darkness to finally be free.
“what are you doing in here?” the voice wasn’t startling at all, in fact. you hardly even noticed it until she appeared next to you.
“just…y’know, visiting my lord and savior?” you joked, feeling your legs about to give out. you slowly sat down, looking up at the woman.
Danielle, one of the only sober people you actually knew. she basically kept you out of trouble in the world.
“you don’t believe in god?” Dani whispered, leaning against a few chairs.
“God would never let…this happen to me, whatever this even is”
Outside Atlanta city, 2010.
Days had been getting better, or maybe worse? better for everyone else but you. Lori’s husband made a miraculous return. and Merle Dixon was probably dead. at least there was one problem gone.
then Rick grimes had planned a mission to rescue him? yeah no way..
“Y/N, would you like to help us with some laundry?” Carol asked, placing her hand upon our shoulder.
perhaps, you should probably get into talking to people, now that your brain isn’t so fogged. “sure, be there in a few”
and that's how you ended up here, talking about things you missed in the world before now.
“I do miss my Maytag” Carol said first, scrubbing some clothes that belonged to one of the men in the group. “I miss my Benz, my sat nav” Andrea…you didn’t have any opinions on her, no reason to like or hate her really.
“i miss my coffee maker, with my duel drip filter. and built in grinder, honey” Jacqui, you really liked Jacqui. “my computer…texting” Amy, Andrea’s younger sister sighed.
“what about you, Y/N?” you missed many things, it was hard to pick just one. “i guess, i miss…my novels the most?” you groan, scrubbing a pear of boxers in the water.
“I miss my vibrator” all the girls around giggled. and before you even thought, you responded with a “same” causing even louder laughter. the next few seconds were a small blur, but at some point. ed showed up,
Ed reminded you of your father…a disgusting man, so when you saw the way he was treating Andrea, his wife and his daughter.
and the second he slapped Carol it was like your mind switched, suddenly you weren’t as weak. or maybe it was the Adrenalin but you punched him..hard. but just like your father, he was stronger. very quickly over-powering you, punching you in the face and causing you to drop to the floor.
your mind was blank, and fogged again until you woke up to screaming, gunshots and shouts of peoples names…walkers had invaded camp, and you couldn’t help. no, you could barely even stand properly without falling onto the cold floor. your consciousness fading in and out. in the morning, you’d managed to sit down on one of the steps of the RV. it was a start.
“what in gods name happened to you.” T-dog winced at the state of your face, causing the attention of countless others.
“Wild possum” you responded, “sum’ wild possum” Daryl grunted in a ‘yeah fucking right’ look, you only gave a stern look in his direction. asshole.
as you looked around you took note of a few things, carrying bodies to piles…and Amy dead, with a sad Andrea crouched over her. poor girl.
“can you stand?” Glenn was probably the person you were closest with, “No, not really. possum really did a number on me” he placed his hand out for you to take, which you do. his warm one in your clammy hot one. “i am just gonna help you sit in a beach chair, outside” his sweet.
“Thanks Glenn” you smile, wincing slightly as he lowered you into the chair. arms wrapping around each other, “aren’t ya’ hot?” Daryl questions, signaling to the long sleeve shirt you never took off
“nope, I am great” fake smiling so bright you swear he actually cringed, but it took him off your back “whatever ya’ say”
in that moment, you left yourself pleading for your life back.
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"LIFE JUST ISN'T THAT SIMPLE" 𝒁𝑬𝑹𝑶
ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴅᴀʀʏʟ ᴅɪxᴏɴ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
ᴇʀᴀ: ᴛʜᴇ Qᴜᴀʀʀʏ
ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴꜱ: ꜱʜᴇ/ʜᴇʀ
ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ᴅʀᴜɢꜱ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ᴡɪᴛʜᴅʀᴀᴡᴀʟ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ, ᴛᴡᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ.
ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟɪꜱᴇ, ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀꜱ ᴇᴀꜱʏ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴅ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ.
Everything is gone. or, it may as well be. the dead started walking leading to your impending doom of being alone in the world. so you thought anyway…because after everying, here you were. in a quarry that eventually turned into a small camp just outside Atlanta city. with more people than you had ever lived with in your entire life.
it wasn’t really in character for you to ever be seen with as many people as you are now.
Anyone who knew you before, wouldn’t believe you were helping these people. collecting firewood, hunting animals, helping fix things.
you’d never really been a team player.
and as of a few months, you had been trying to get better. leading to long sleeves in scorching hot weather…you didn’t want anyone to see, especially the children around. they had taken a liking to you for a reason unknown to anyone in the camp.
“Y/N?” Dale…one of the older men to roam the camp. he’d left town with his RV, god knows why. “hm?” you answered, hoping to keep all answers with people short. trying not to start many conversations so they didn’t notice the absolute extreme pain you were in.
“just checking if you were okay is all, looking a little sick” sick, he didn’t even know.
“i am fine, just feeling the weather is all” you rasped. leaning against your car, thankfully you’d been driving as you left the city. then he nodded and left.
You were grateful no one had really caught on to the withdrawal you’d been experiencing for a few days, except for Merle Fucking Dixon…he took one glance and immediately knew you were a junkie. from that day on, you decided to just distance yourself to not cause problems, because at the end of the day.
no one knew you, and no one cared either.
because Life just isn’t that simple is it?
“̾D̾̾r̾̾u̾̾g̾̾s̾ a̾̾r̾̾e̾ a̾ ̾b̾̾e̾̾t̾ ̾w̾̾i̾̾t̾̾h̾ ̾y̾̾o̾̾u̾̾r̾ ̾m̾̾i̾̾n̾̾d̾.” ― ̾J̾̾i̾̾m̾ ̾M̾̾o̾̾r̾̾r̾̾i̾̾s̾̾o̾̾n̾
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“LITTLE TO NO TIME LEFT”
MASTERLIST
Summary: Daryl finds an unlikely ally amongst a group of survivors,
Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader
Season one:
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴢᴇʀᴏ : “LIFE JUST ISN’T THAT SIMPLE”
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ: "PLEADING FOR MY LIFE"
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ: "IN THE BEGINNING?"
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How should I present the love interest for my Daryl Dixon fan fic?
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Daryl Dixon won the poll!
1st: Daryl Dixon
2nd: Regulus Black
3rd: Remus Lupin.
Which means, Daryl gets a series first then the others do. Time to choose what era of Daryl I start the fic in
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Hi,
Could you do an Eddie Munson x reader where she is Dustin's cousin who has come to live with them. Maybe Dustin doesn't mention it to anyone as he knows that reader if exactly Eddie's type? Then the whole gang is over for a movie night, and reader comes out her room in her pj's
"𝙁𝙐𝘾𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙋𝘼𝙅𝘼𝙈𝘼𝙎" | 𝙀.𝙈
Pairing: Eddie munson x Henderson!fem!reader.
Summary: Eddies never even seen you before, and yet. you have his heart captured.
Warning: 18+ grinding, cumming in pants, jerking off, semi-perv Eddie, Implied sex at the end, boners, sex mentions, skimpy pajamas.
A/N: smash, im not really sure if you wanted this as smutty as i made it, if not i apologize (not proof read)
Dustin’s sleepovers were nothing new, they’d been happening for years. but now, you would be there…Dustin's cousin. who he’d be sharing the floor in the basement with.
When Eddie had first seen you, he knew. he was a goner. you weren’t very similar to Dustin in many ways. but enough to know you were related, Dustin had described you as: boring, girly, and had a boyfriend.
the little lying shit!…you were, funny, gorgeous and single!it has like he’d hit the jack-pot on a woman. just with one down-fall
you were Dustin Hendersons cousin…of course he knew that, but he only realized he was fantasizing about one of best friends cousin when you actually waked through the door. you were even better than he imagined, and from the looks of things. you didn’t mind him...maybe even liked him too.
from the very second you walked through Dustin’s front door, all eyes were on you. looking stunning as he assumed you probably always did.
your PJ’s would look normal to anyone else looking at you, but fuck. you were wearing little shorts that rode up your thighs exposing underwear with bats on them. as well as a short top with the words. “black sabbath”
shit.
“I’ve got to go!” Eddie quickly said, rushing off to the bathroom upstairs. how the fuck! he had a boner from less than 20 seconds of looking at you.
what was wrong with him?! Eddie quickly tried to decide if he should jerk off in the bathroom and leave, but with the possibility of you knowing.
he unfortunately didn’t have much time to decide because through the hallway was someone calling his name
you.
“u-uh yeah?” he gulped, locking the door door so you couldn’t get in. last thing he needed was you seeing his boner than telling Dustin, no. he couldn’t stand the embarrassment.
“just wanted to make sure…y’know, okay and shit” he could hear your feet shuffling with nerves. “i am fine don’t worry about it” now its awkward…
“well then, have fun with your problem Hm?” you laughed, resting your head against the door. you knew about his raging boner for you? “T-thanks”
and with that, you left. he heard your feet move down the hall then he decided to just…jerk off. your voice and face fresh in his mind…
from the few seconds he’d heard you talked, Eddie figured maybe you were shy? however in the dark you were much different than he was expecting. and to be fair, you were technically sleeping, but you knew what you were doing. you had too.
because there was no way, your sleeping body had just kept rubbing against him.
annoyingly bringing back the boner Eddie had earlier, only this time. more hard, and more needy for you.
the little sighs, groans and gasps your mouth let out only fueled the urge to grind back against your ass. was that weird to do? probably, but in that moment he had close to no self control when you are around him.
“F-fuck” he gave in…hands on your hips, gliding you into him.
by now, you had to be awake. or at least having a little idea of what's happening? right?
“Edd-Eddie, please” oh fuck. you were actually awake. and willingly grinding on him for release.
You only went harder, faster, until his dick twitched in his underwear. and with a loud moan, you had at least tried to muffle with your hand. Eddie came in his pants, just from a little bit of friction. “t-thats embarrassing—” Eddie Munson had never experienced a kiss like the one you gave him, full of passion, tongue, lust…
you were hungry.
the night only after that was full of hard breaths, moans, used condoms. and you both loved every second of it, you were his dream girl.
"Some of the best moments in life are the ones you can't tell anyone about." — Sarah Nader
-Summer
#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson#eddie munson x you#stranger things#eddie munson smut#eddie munson imagine
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I’m thinking of starting a long time series fic…but about who?
(requests out soon)
#regulus headcanon#regulus x reader#regulus black x reader#daryl dixon x reader#draco malfoy x reader#twd fanfiction#daryl dixion imagine#harry potter#remus lupin#remus lupin x reader#daryl dixon
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Fics will be out in the next few days, as I literally slept for 18 hours because of school 😭
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