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“She’s my daughter too!” - Alex Morgan x reader
“That’s the problem, I don’t think Charlie has ever seen me play for my national team” You take a breath as you fight back tears and loosen you hand around your phone.
“You know I want her with me and the girls” You faintly hear the room door open and close due to being on the balcony. You turn around and see your roommate Steph and best friends Mackenzie (Macca), Caitlin and Alanna.
“She’s my daughter too! My name is on the birth certificate just as much as yours. Hell, she has my last name. I think you forget that sometimes she’s mine too”
Too angry to hear your wife, you hang up and sit on one of the plastic chairs. You don’t see it but your friends give each other a look and Steph decides to go out and comfort you. You breakdown in her arms and the rest come out for support.
“Why d-doesn’t she trust me w-with Charlie?” You ask your friends with bloodshot eyes.
“We aren’t sure what’s going on y/n/n but we all know one thing, you are an amazing mum. Nothing is going to change that” Alanna mentions, putting a hand on your knee.
“Thanks Lanz”
Macca offers to join the four of your friends for a walk and maybe some ice-cream on the way back from the place downstairs. You respectfully decline and the girls leave, giving you a tight hug each. You decide to have a long, hot shower before cuddling up in bed for a quick nap before dinner.
On the other side of the globe, Charlie had woken up hearing your voice on the call. She then proceeded to start crying because she couldn’t see you in the room. Charlie looked everywhere and in all the drawers and cupboards she could open and still nothing. While this was happening, Alex slipped on one of your Matilda’s hoodies and moved to scoop Charlie into her arms.
“Smell like mama” Charlie mumbles into Alex’s neck.
“We can call her later if you want baby” Charlie’s eyes light up and a wide smile spreads across her face.
The pair get ready before going downstairs for breakfast with the team. Alex walks into the meal room with Charlie on her hip, scrunching the yellow, green and grey material tightly in her small hands. Kelley catches sight of the mixed matched outfit and is about to say something before Alex gives her a stern glare. Alex grabs her vegan breakfast and some pancakes for Charlie before sitting with Kelley, Sonnett, Lindsey and Kristie.
“You ditching us for the girls down under Al?” Kelley teases.
“Never. Charlie’s missing y/n and she stopped crying when she had this so” Alex shrugs.
“I think Sam was saying she hasn’t seen Charlie since she could just walk” Kristie mentions earning a slight nudge, as to tell her to shut up.
Alex begins to think how long ago that was and it was at least a year ago, if not more. Alex realises what she’s don’t and she feels sick to her stomach. She pulls Charlie off her lap before taking the hoodie off and giving it to her. Alex grabbed her phone and moved to the side of the room before making a call.
You finish dinner when you see your phone ring from beside your plate. The photo of you and Alex on the beach pops up and you know she’s FaceTiming you. You decide to ignore it for now and call Alex back later. After a quick talk from the manager, you were all allowed a free night. Steph informs you she’s having a movie night with Caitlin and a few others if you wanted to join. You decline as you have to call Alex back.
You eventually get back to your room and you flop on the bed. You press the FaceTime button and put your arm behind you, slightly flexing your tattoo sleeve and muscles.
“Hey ba- oh my god” You laugh and take a screenshot of Alex’s face.
“What’s up Al?”
“I’m sorry for everything. I don’t mean to keep Charlie with me all the time. I’m just so used to you being here with the Wave. I didn’t give it a second thought. I’m really sorry baby”
“Hmm, it might take a little more than that” Alex rolls her eyes and calls Charlie over. She flips the camera and Charlie races over to Alex, as fast as her little legs can take her. You see something in Charlie’s hands and notice it’s your Matildas hoodie.
“She wouldn’t stop crying until I wore it” Alex mentions.
You talk with Charlie and Alex for a few hours until Steph came back in the room. You all talk for a little while longer until you and Steph both yawned.
“Mama and Aunt Steffy go to sleep now?” You looked at the time and realised you all talked for the last 2 hours or so.
“I have to go bubs so I can be ready for my game tomorrow”
“Okay mama. You call before play?”
“Of course I will. Te amo mucho princesa” Alex smiles at the interaction out of cameras sight.
“Te amo Mamá. Bye Aunt Steffy! Love you”
“See you soon baby girl, I love you too” Steph gets up from you bed and mentions she’s having a shower.
“I love you baby. I’m going to make it up to you both when you get home” Alex promises.
“Can’t wait my love”
You end the call and look up at the ceiling with a smile on your face. When Steph comes out of the bathroom, you two wind down before eventually going to sleep.
You finish the Cup of Nations on a high. You not only win the entire cup but get Player of the Tournament and the golden boot after scoring 7 goals in 3 games. You pack your suitcase and put your trophies plus your winners medal safely between clothes. You go down to the lobby and see most of the team there as some as staying behind to see family. Since it’s late at night, the bus to the airport is quite and most people are exhausted from the last 10 days.
After check in, customs and security lines, you and Emily arrive at your gate with 10 minutes to spare. You put your bag in the overhead and get comfortable in the seat. You pull out your phone to send Alex a quick text.
Hola mi amor, I’m finally on my way home. See you and princesa very soon. I love you Ale xoxo
See you soon baby x We can’t wait to see you
A short 18 hours later, you land and feel more tired than before the plane ride. After leaving the plane and getting your suitcase from the carousel, you text Alex to see where she is since Emily already left with her girlfriend.
Hey babe, I’m in the arrivals part. Where are you two?
Turn around x
You follow Alex’s instruction and you see Charlie running towards you. You meet her half way and lift her up in the air before you give her the tightest hug. You don’t realise you’re crying until you feel someone wipe your tears from your cheeks. You open your eyes and see Alex looking at you with sad eyes and a pout sporting her lips.
“No cuddles for me?”
“There’s always cuddles for you my love” You move Charlie to your hip and kiss Alex softly before giving her a hug.
“Let’s get you home”
Alex takes your luggage from beside you and you carry Charlie out to the car. You buckle Charlie in when she immediately grabs your hand tightly.
“Sit with me Mama” You nod and move around to the other side to put your seatbelt on.
The whole journey home consists of you holding Charlie’s hands and you both falling asleep. Alex stops at a red light and asks you a questions and when she doesn’t get a response, she turns around and sees you two cuddled up together. She takes a quick photo before driving the rest of the way home. Alex parks the car in the garage and goes to unbuckle Charlie when you tighten your arm around Charlie protectively.
“Hey, babe it’s just me” Alex reassures you.
“I’ll get her Al”
Alex gets your bag and starts going inside the house. You walk around to Charlie’s side and lift the toddler out of the car seat.
“We home Mama?”
“Yeah baby, we’re home”
You walk into the house with a half asleep Charlie resting on your shoulder, when you feel your shirt getting wet. You calm Charlie down before asking what’s wrong.
“What’s wrong bubs?”
“Missed you Mama” You pout and kiss her temple.
“I’m not going anywhere for a long time baby. I’m staying right here”
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CALM AFTER THE STORM |BTS OT7 X READER| HYBRID AU (M)
{Chapter Nine – Messing With The Wrong Hybrids}
Pairing: OT7 BTS!HYBRID X FEM!HUMAN READER
Kim Namjoon: Black Mackenzie Valley Alpha wolf
Kim Soekjin: White Alpha Lion
Min Yoongi: White Alpha Jaguar
Jung Hosoek: Alpha Snow Leopard
Park Jimin : Alpha Albino Cobra
Kim Taehyung: Alpha White/ Bleached Tiger
Jeon Jungkook: Alpha Black Panther
Reader: Heaven Valentino Human
Status: Ongoing
RATED (M) FOR MATURE
words: 7.8k!
WARNING: EVENTUAL SMUT, BLOOD GORE, DETAILED GRAPHIC DESCRIPTION, ABUSE (ALL FORMS), PROFANITY, VIOLENCE, MENTIONS OF SUICIDE, CHARACTER DEATH(MINOR), SADOMASOCHISM ACTS, MENTIONS OF BDSM, ETC...
CHAPTER WARNING: WARNING THIS CHAPTER WILL CONTAIN MENTIONS OF ABUSE, DEATH, RAPE, MOLESTATION, ABDUCTION, EXPLICIT PROFANITY AND GRAPHICAL MURDER. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION⚠️
NOTE: The warning label has been thoughtfully placed at both the beginning and end of the content to ensure that individuals who may be easily triggered are given ample opportunity to avoid viewing it.
TRANSLATIONS
Un diavolo è stato risvegliato ed è ora pronto a divorare le anime di coloro che osano provocarlo: A devil has awoken and is now ready to devour the souls of those who dare provoke it
Sorellina: Baby sis
Fratello: Older brother
La tua morte sarà così dolorosa che desidererai di aver venduto la tua anima al diavolo: your death will be so painful you'll wish you sold your soul to the devil
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Heaven's POV
It has been a week since Jay told me about Jeong-sin and Woobin's sudden move for revenge, and I've been feeling uneasy ever since. Taking down woobin would be relatively easy for me, but my primary concern lies with the safety of the boys.
The boys are relatively new here, embracing their newfound freedom and camaraderie. I can't help but worry that their presence puts them at risk. While I have full confidence in my ability to protect them, the unpredictability of the situation keeps me on edge.
I've made a promise to myself to ensure the boys' safety and provide them with the life they deserve, a commitment I intend to uphold for the rest of my days. Their well-being is my top priority.
Lately, I've observed significant progress in the boys, particularly Jungkook, Namjoon, Yoongi, and Jimin. They have been dedicated to their training, and it's starting to show. One notable change is their growing comfort around humans; they no longer shy away or lower their gaze when conversing with humans, a significant milestone for hybrids like them.
I've noticed that my hybrids haven't shifted at all ever since I removed the nano chips designed to alter their DNA. These chips were originally intended to prevent them from transforming into their animal forms. While I'm relieved that they no longer have this restriction, I can't help but worry about the impact it may have on their ability to connect with their animal sides.
I don't want to pressure them to shift, as I believe it's a personal and innate process. However, I also don't want them to unintentionally limit themselves from fully embracing their dual nature. Developing a strong bond with their animal counterparts is important for their well-being and overall identity.
I'll continue to observe and support them as they navigate this journey of self-discovery and transformation. My hope is that they will eventually feel comfortable enough to embrace all aspects of themselves, both human and animal, without any external limitations.
I was sitting at my desk in my cozy home office, surrounded by piles of work files that needed my attention. The only sound in the room was the soft scratching of my pen against paper as I reviewed documents and made notes. Suddenly, the peace was interrupted by the sound of my brother Marcus entering the room, his usually calm demeanour replaced by a look of anxiety and distress.
Marcus was always the hardest of my four siblings to understand. He had a way of keeping his emotions hidden, his facial expressions often unreadable. Even when he was engaging in what he jokingly referred to as 'the devil's playground,' where he would release hell on those who crossed him, his demeanour remained cool and collected.
So, seeing him in a state of panic was a rarity that sent a shiver down my spine. I could tell something serious had happened, or was about to happen, to prompt such a reaction from him.
"Marcus, what's wrong?" I asked, my voice tinged with concern as I watched him struggle to find the right words to express himself.
He hesitated, his words coming out in a jumble of stammers and half-sentences. It was clear that whatever had shaken him to this extent was serious.
"The b-boys... Namj- all-'' Marcus trailed off, unable to complete his sentence.
My mind raced as I tried to make sense of his fragmented words. The boys? My hybrids? The thought sent a chill down my spine. This couldn't be happening.
"Spit it out already! What has happened?!" I demanded, my voice rising in panic as I braced myself for the worst.
"They have been taken," Marcus whispered, his words hitting me like a ton of bricks.
As I processed Marcus's words, disbelief washed over me. Taken? How? By whom? I had just left them after breakfast to attend to some urgent business. The mere thought of them being missing sent shivers down my spine.
My trembling voice failed to mask the rising panic within me. "You're j-joking right?! This is a prank, right? Dante put you up to this, haha...you guys got me, it's not funny," I stammered, desperately grasping for any explanation other than the dreadful truth.
But Marcus's solemn expression dashed any hopes of it being a joke. His eyes bore into mine, conveying a reality I wasn't prepared to face. "No, it's not," he affirmed, his voice heavy with the weight of the revelation.
A whirlwind of thoughts raced through my mind. No, this can't be happening. They must be playing hide-and-seek in the backyard, or so I desperately tried to convince myself. The silence that followed was deafening, punctuated only by the echoes of my own racing heartbeat.
I quickly rushed out of my office, the urgency of the situation propelling me forward. Panic and confusion gripped me as I frantically searched through the entire mansion, my heart racing as I almost didn't notice the chaos that had unfolded in my own home.
The scene that greeted me was straight out of a nightmare - bloodstains marked the walls and floors, lifeless bodies scattered around, and the acrid smell of smoke hung heavily in the air. Firefighters and police officers were bustling about, putting out the flames and gathering statements from the shaken staff members.
How could this have happened under my own roof? The feeling of disbelief and powerlessness washed over me as I struggled to comprehend the magnitude of the situation. I prided myself on being in control, on knowing everything that transpired within these walls. Yet, I had failed to prevent this catastrophe.
As I frantically tried to piece together what had gone wrong, it dawned on me that my office, my sanctuary within the mansion, was completely soundproof. A measure I had taken to shield myself from distractions, it now seemed like a cruel irony. The security alarms and cameras I had installed as a precaution now felt like a mocking reminder of my oversight.
Questions and doubts swirled in my mind, each more damning than the last. Why hadn't anyone alerted me to the danger? How had I been so oblivious to the brewing storm within my own home? The weight of my own ignorance bore down on me, a heavy burden of guilt and regret.
In that moment of clarity, a cold realisation gripped me - my arrogance and complacency had endangered everyone under my roof. The safety of my loyal employees, the well-being of those who served me without question, all had been jeopardized because of my own negligence.
The sinking feeling of failure gnawed at me, a bitter taste of remorse colouring my thoughts. I had been so sure of my invincibility, so certain that no one would dare challenge me, especially within the confines of my own domain. And yet, here I stood, a mere shadow of the woman I thought I was, my bravado shattered by the harsh reality of the present situation.
As the gravity of the situation sank in, a new sense of determination took hold. I would not rest until I had uncovered the truth, until I had rescued my boys and restored order to my shattered home.
I glanced around the room and spotted Andre and Dante engrossed in a conversation with Mr. Kim, a private investigator who had been working with our family for years. As I focused on them, I noticed the nurse tending to Dante's wound. My heart skipped a beat as concern flooded my mind. Our family lived an unpredictable life, constantly at risk of threats and danger. Even though we were well-prepared and skilled, the dangers always managed to find a way to inflict harm upon us.
I rushed towards Dante, my mind racing with worry. The sight of him injured stirred a mix of fear and protectiveness within me. I couldn't bear to see my loved ones in pain or in harm's way. Despite Dante being older than me by a year, I couldn't help but feel overly protective of him, as if he were the youngest in our family.
"Hey, are you okay?" I asked, my voice laced with concern as I reached Dante's side.
"I'm fine, sorellina," Dante reassured me with a weak smile, trying to downplay the severity of his injury. "It's just a scratch," he added, trying to ease my worries.
As Andre finished talking to the investigator and approached me, his face was a mask of calm, but his eyes betrayed the turmoil within. I could feel the weight of his words even before they left his lips, and I braced myself for the gut-wrenching truth that was about to unfold.
"Heaven, I'm sorry I couldn't protect them," Andre's voice cracked with raw emotion, and my heart clenched in response. His words echoed in my mind, each syllable heavy with guilt and regret. I could see the anguish etched on his features, the burden of failure weighing him down.
"I tried, I really did," Andre continued, his voice steadier now, but the pain still lingering beneath the surface. "But it all just happened so fast, we were so unprepared, unaware." His words hung in the air, a haunting reminder of the chaos that had descended upon us.
"I know who took them," he declared, his voice resolute.
My mind raced as he revealed the truth behind the attack.
Jeong-sin.
That bastard had orchestrated the assault on our estate with ruthless precision. His men had slipped past our defences, exploiting our vulnerabilities and striking when we least expected it.
"And I swear, even if it costs my life, I will bring them back." The intensity in his gaze was unwavering, a promise forged in steel.
I tried to speak, to offer words of solace or reassurance, but the lump in my throat choked back any sound. Tears threatened to spill over, but I held them in check, refusing to crumble under the weight of despair. I had to be strong, for them, for the boys who were now out there, lost and vulnerable.
Tight hugs were exchanged with my brothers before I decided to make my way upstairs. The thought of them following me made my heart ache, so I was relieved to find myself climbing the stairs alone, avoiding a potential emotional breakdown in front of them.
Skipping the elevator, I made my way to the third floor where both my room and the hybrids' rooms were positioned. Moving from one room to another, I collected each of their hoodies, finding solace in the familiarity of their scents.
Finally settling into the large room where the boys used to hang out, I allowed the weight of the situation to hit me. As I curled up on the couch, surrounded by their hoodies, the tears began to flow uncontrollably. It was a release I hadn't experienced in a long time, each teardrop carrying the weight of the emotions I had been holding back.
In that moment of vulnerability, I realised just how much these guys meant to me. Their absence felt like a gaping hole in my chest, a void that couldn't be filled. The depth of my emotions took me by surprise, leaving me feeling raw and exposed.
As the tears continued to fall, I couldn't help but reflect on the bond that we shared.
When my eyes finally gave out and I was unable to cry anymore, I just lay there, feeling limp and soulless. It was as if a piece of me had been taken away, leaving a hollow emptiness in its wake.
As the silence enveloped me, my mind drifted down memory lane, reliving all the precious moments we had shared. I could almost hear Jungkook and Taehyung bickering over who would get to have pets first, their playful banter filling the room with warmth. Yoongi, ever the quiet one, would come and rest his head on my lap, seeking comfort in our little family.
I could picture Hobi meticulously grooming his tail before moving on to groom Jimin, who was lazily sprawled out on the couch. Their bond was unbreakable, a testament to the love we all shared.
Jin, the eternal caretaker, would be in the kitchen, lost in thought as he planned out our next meal. Namjoon, always the intellectual, would be seated by the window, engrossed in a book, his eyes dancing with curiosity and wonder.
The memories flooded my mind, each one a bittersweet reminder of what once was. It almost felt as though they were still here with me, their presence lingering in the air like a faint whisper. The ache in my heart grew stronger, and I could feel the tears welling up once again, threatening to spill over.
I slowly rose from the spot where I had been wallowing in heartache and despair for what felt like an eternity. The weight of grief bore down on me, making each movement a struggle, but I fought through the pain. As I stood up, a fire ignited within me.
"I am Heaven fucking Valentino," I whispered to myself, my voice filled with determination. "I will not allow myself to drown in tears any longer. I will find a way to bring my boys back, no matter the cost."
The thought of the ones who had taken my loved ones away from me fueled a rage that I had kept hidden, right beneath the surface, like a dark entity had consumed me.
They would pay for their actions, they would suffer as I had suffered. I clenched my fists, my knuckles turning white with determination.
A sinister thought crept into my mind, a darkness that I had never known before.
"Un diavolo è stato risvegliato ed è ora pronto a divorare le anime di coloro che osano provocarlo," I thought, the words dripping with malice. A devil had been awoken within me, and it hungered for vengeance.
Nothing would stand in the way of me reuniting with my boys. I would move heaven and earth, confront demons and angels, if that's what it took to bring them back to me.
They may have thought they had won by taking my loved ones away, but they had awoken a force within me that would not rest until justice was served.
I squared my shoulders, ready to face whatever lay ahead. The road to redemption would be long and treacherous, but I was determined to walk it, no matter the cost. The echoes of my vow filled the room, a solemn oath to myself and to my hybrids.
3rd Person's POV
~3 Weeks Later: Unknown~
The cold, damp air clung to the seven unclothed hybrids as they found themselves chained to the unforgiving stone wall. They were huddled together, their bodies pressed tightly against one another for some semblance of warmth and comfort. Each of them bore an expression of defeat, their eyes vacant and haunted by the horrors they had endured.
Despite the physical closeness, a palpable sense of isolation hung heavy in the air. The chains that bound them served as a cruel reminder of their captivity, stripping them of their autonomy and dignity. They felt exposed, vulnerable, and utterly powerless in the face of their oppressors.
Every breath they took was laced with fear and uncertainty. The promise of freedom had been nothing but a cruel illusion, shattered by the harsh reality of their existence. They had dared to dream of equality, of a world where they could coexist with humans without fear or prejudice. But now, as they huddled together in chains, they knew that those dreams were nothing but a fantasy.
Regret gnawed at them, a bitter taste in their mouths as they reflected on their misplaced trust. They had believed in a future where they could stand proudly alongside their human counterparts, where they could claim their rightful place in society. But now, as they trembled in the darkness, they realized the futility of their hopes.
The weight of betrayal bore down on them, crushing their spirits as they grappled with the harsh truth of their situation. The promises of liberty and freedom had been nothing more than empty words, designed to placate and deceive. Their hopes had been manipulated, their trust exploited for the benefit of those who saw them as nothing more than objects to be controlled.
A sense of helplessness settled over them, suffocating in its intensity. They knew that resistance would only bring more pain, more suffering. And so, they clung to each other, seeking solace in the simple act of being together in their shared despair.
As they shivered in the darkness, a flicker of defiance sparked within them. Despite their desolation, a glimmer of determination kindled in their hearts. They may have been chained, they may have been broken, but they refused to be silenced.
~FLASHBACK: Day After The Kidnap~
Ice-cold water splashed over their huddled forms, shrieks of shock and surprise filling the dimly lit room. The abrupt intrusion of reality yanked them from the depths of slumber, their bodies tensing with immediate alertness.
“Wake up, filthy hybrids!” The voice that cut through the air was raspy and harsh, carrying the weight of authority and disdain.
The hybrids stirred, their eyes flickering open to survey their surroundings with a mix of confusion and apprehension. The man loomed over them, his features contorted into a scowl that radiated contempt and power. It didn't take long for the hybrids to piece together the grim situation they found themselves in.
“SHUT UP!” The command was barked out with force, causing them to flinch at the sheer hostility in his tone.
The Jaguar growled low in his throat, a primal instinct rising to the surface in the face of perceived threat. Before he could react further, a surge of electricity coursed through his body, convulsing him in agony as he let out a pained cry.
“Growl at me again, and I'll shock another one of you motherfuckers.” The threat hung heavy in the air, a stark reminder of the power dynamics at play. The hybrids, though seething with suppressed rage and defiance, wisely chose to hold their tongues and contain their feral impulses.
Where were they? They had been playing outside in the warm afternoon sun when chaos erupted. The sound of the explosion still echoed in their ears, and the sight of the armed men storming towards them was etched in their memories.
They had fought back, the adrenaline coursing through their veins giving them a surge of strength. But the men had been too many, too well-equipped, and soon darkness had claimed them.
Now, they found themselves in a dimly lit room, the cold metal bars of a cage enclosing them. Panic gripped their hearts as they scanned their unfamiliar surroundings, searching for a way out, for any sign of hope. Where were they? How had they ended up here?
Amidst the confusion and fear, another thought nagged at them – Heaven. Was she safe? Did she even know they were missing? The boys were desperate for answers, for reassurance that their Human was unharmed.
Their musings were interrupted by the harsh voice of a man in the shadows. His words cut through the silence like a knife, filled with malice and contempt. He spoke of Heaven in a way that made the boys bristle with anger, his crude insinuations igniting a fierce protectiveness within them.
"That woman is one kinky bitch," the man sneered, his tone dripping with disdain. "I'm not surprised, it's always the stuck-up ones that tend to be wolves in sheep's clothing." His words were like poison, fueling the fire of rage in the boys' hearts.
In that moment, they felt a bond of solidarity with Heaven, a fierce determination to protect her honour and dignity. The man's attempt to degrade her only strengthened their resolve, their loyalty unwavering.
“I bet you pleasure her every night, making her moan as she glorifies herself in her fortune,” the man continued, his words laced with contempt.
Yoongi's eyes blazed with unbridled fury, his chest heaving with rage as he glared at the man in front of him. How dare this despicable human talk about Heaven in such a disrespectful way?
“You think you can speak about Heaven like that, you disgusting excuse for a human?” Yoongi's voice was low, sharp with anger.
He could feel the tension crackling in the air, the adrenaline pumping through his veins as he shook the cage with a violent fervour. The man, unfazed by Yoongi’s display of rage, smirked.
“Who the hell do you think you are talking to, you pathetic excuse of an experiment?” The man’s voice dripped with contempt as he raised a shock stick, threateningly advancing towards Yoongi. But Yoongi stood his ground, his defiance unwavering.
No one was allowed to disrespect the one human that Yoongi held dear. His loyalty to Heaven burned like a fierce flame within him, guiding his actions as he faced off against the man with the shock stick.
As the man poised to strike with the shock stick, Yoongi’s muscles tensed, gripping the bars of the cage and just as the man's arm swung forward,
“NOW!” Yoongi's voice boomed through the room, a command that sent a ripple of urgency through the other hybrids. With a synchronised effort, they threw themselves against the cage, their combined strength testing the limits of its hinges.
The metal groaned under the force of their combined efforts, straining against the weight of the hybrids pushing against it. The tension in the room was palpable as the cage creaked and shuddered.
And then, with one final push, the cage gave way. The door swung open with a loud clang, sending the man stumbling back in shock. Yoongi emerged from the confines of his prison, his eyes ablaze with determination as he faced down his captor.
As they were finally set free from the confines of their cage, the man's trembling hands gripped the shock stick tightly as he stumbled backward in fear. His attempts to assert authority were feeble as he waved the weapon in front of the liberated hybrids, his voice quivering with false bravado.
“S-stay back, you freaks! I won't hesitate to use this!” he stammered, his words lacking the conviction needed to command respect.
As the ragtag group made their way out of the cage, there was a sudden shift in the atmosphere. A collective hush fell over them, their bodies frozen in a moment of eerie stillness. Gradually, their once-human eyes darkened, their forms contorting as claws and fangs emerged, transforming them into grotesque, bestial figures.
The sight was nothing short of ghastly; their twisted appearances bordered on the demonic, exuding an aura of malevolence that chilled the very air around them.
“What in the world?!” The man's voice cracked with disbelief, his fear escalating as he scrambled to his feet. “I didn't think you could get any freakier than this, you sick freaks, back off!” his panicked words failed to mask the rising terror in his tone.
In a fatal misjudgment, the man's futile attempt to stand his ground prompted one of the hybrids—a jaguar-human hybrid—to launch a vicious attack. With a primal snarl, the hybrid leaped upon him, driving its elongated claws deep into the man's chest. A piercing scream of agony pierced the air as the hybrid dragged its lethal appendage down the man's writhing form, leaving a trail of crimson in its wake.
“What was that you said, huh?” a guttural voice, dripping with malice, cut through the man's cries of pain. It was Yoongi, his once-familiar voice now distorted by an otherworldly presence, bearing no semblance to the man he once was.
Rendered speechless by searing pain, the man could only gasp in torment as Yoongi's words, laced with venom, reverberated in the air.
Observing the brutal scene unfolding before them, the other hybrids wore twisted grins of satisfaction, relishing the man's suffering as though it were a perverse form of retribution.
“You are tainted with the stench of decay, a foul odour that sickens me. I despise the smell of rot, but the scent of your putrid flesh decomposing shall be a welcome change,” Yoongi's voice, now a sinister growl, resonated with a primal thirst for vengeance. His words dripped with a chilling promise of further violence, a dark vendetta incarnate.
As Yoongi stood there, looking at the grisly scene he had created, a small sense of satisfaction washed over him. It wasn't just about vengeance anymore; it was about asserting dominance, showing that no one could cross him or his pack without facing dire consequences. Each tear of flesh, each crack of bone, was a message to anyone else who dared to challenge them.
The man's pitiful cries echoed in the room, gradually subsiding as his life drained away. Yoongi relished in the agony he had inflicted, savouring every moment of the man's suffering. It wasn't enough for him to just end his life quickly; he wanted him to feel the full weight of his wrath, to understand the extent of his mistake.
But as the man's last breath left his body, Yoongi and the rest of the guys felt a shift in the air. The room was filled with a heavy silence, broken only by the ragged breathing of the hybrids. They had all witnessed what he had done, had all dwelled in dark satisfaction and the man’s misery but that was all a momentary high.
Their reactions ranged from horror to utter disgust. Even Hoseok, usually the most optimistic of them all, couldn't hide his shivers at the sight.
“What just happened?" he managed to choke out, his voice tinged with fear.
“We'll think about this later, we need to get out of here first-'' Jin started, but his words were cut off by the sudden hiss of gas starting to fill the room.
The hybrids coughed and sputtered, their lungs burning as they struggled to breathe in the toxic fumes. Despite their best efforts, the gas soon overwhelmed them, and one by one, they fell to the ground, unconscious once again.
Little did they know that the events of that night had triggered something dark within them, awakening their primal instincts and setting their animal sides free.
As they lay there, unaware of the imminent danger they were in, the hybrids' transformation had only just begun. Their latent powers surged to the surface, mixing with the bloodlust in their veins and fueling a hunger for control that threatened to consume them all.
The shift was not just physical; it was a change in their very essence, turning them into feral, feared beings that would stop at nothing to assert their dominance.
If they let their animal sides take control, the hybrids would become merciless predators, a force to be reckoned with in a world that was unprepared for their power.
The danger wasn't just in what they had become, but in the havoc they could wreak if they lost themselves to their primal urges. They were on the verge of unleashing a darkness that could consume them all.
~Present day~
Namjoon POV
Since that dreadful day, our lives have been a living nightmare. We found ourselves waking up in a dingy basement, trapped in a horrifying ordeal orchestrated by unknown assailants. The sheer brutality of our captors' actions left us utterly broken and demoralised.
We were subjected to unspeakable acts of violence – physically and emotionally abused, stripped of our dignity, and forced to endure unimaginable suffering.
The group has reached a breaking point. The relentless torment we've endured has taken its toll, shattering our spirits and extinguishing any flicker of hope. The overwhelming sense of helplessness and despair weighs heavily on all of us.
Amidst the despair and agony, a troubling accusation emerged – that Heaven was somehow involved in our harrowing ordeal. Despite the evidence pointing towards her involvement, I struggled to accept that someone we held dear could betray us in such a cruel manner. However, the guys were convinced of her guilt, their belief unwavering in the face of mounting suspicions.
I found myself torn between loyalty to my pack and a lingering faith in Heavens’ goodness. I attempted to reason with them, to persuade them that Heaven would never betray us and that salvation might yet be within reach. Yet, my words fell on deaf ears, their resolve unyielding in the face of overwhelming despair.
As the de facto leader of our pack, I grappled with feelings of inadequacy and failure. I could sense the weight of responsibility pressing down on me, the burden of ensuring the safety and well-being of my packmates becoming almost unbearable.
The sight of my packmates battered and broken, their spirits crushed and their hope extinguished, filled me with a profound sense of guilt and helplessness.
Hobi, Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook bore the brunt of our captors' cruelty. Jungkook, in particular, bore the scars of our ordeal most deeply, his spirit shattered to the point of withdrawing into a state of detachment and resignation– little space.
Witnessing the toll that our suffering had taken on them, seeing them reduced to mere shells of themselves, filled me with a profound sense of grief and powerlessness.
As we languished in our grim captivity, I grappled with feelings of despair and resignation.
I glance around at my pack mates, seeing the frustration and anger mirrored in their eyes. Being unable to help Jungkook and Jimin as they are taken yet again is tearing us apart. We know the consequences of defying humans, but it doesn't make it any easier to watch our brothers be dragged away.
The door creaks open, and my heart sinks as Jimin is shoved into the room. His face is a mess - red and swollen from repeated blows, with deep scratches marring his skin. I can feel my blood boiling at the sight of his injuries, at the injustice of it all.
The guards handle him roughly, pushing him towards the cage where I'm confined. Jimin stumbles and falls to the ground, a pathetic sight that ignites a fire in my chest. How dare they treat him like this? How dare they take away his dignity and his pride?
I focus on keeping my growls low as the guards threaten me, their eyes gleaming with malice. They enjoy our suffering, revelling in their power over us. But I refuse to cower before them, to let them break me down.
My blood boils as I listen to the guards disrespect Jimin. I can feel the anger pulsing through my veins, the urge to protect him at any cost overwhelming me. Seeing the marks of violence on his back and neck only fuels my fury further. No one should ever lay a hand on one of our own.
The mention of Jungkook brings a different kind of frustration. The guards' crude comments and objectification of him make my blood boil even more. It's sickening to hear them talk about him as if he's some kind of object to be used and discarded. Jungkook deserves respect, he is My packmate.
I clench my fists, trying to calm myself down. The guards may be ignorant and cruel, but I can't let their words dictate my actions. I need to focus on protecting my pack and standing up for what's right, no matter how infuriating the situation may be.
As the guards leave the basement, their laughter echoing in the hallway, I can't help but worry about what other injustices may be happening in this place. The fact that they see us as nothing more than tools for their pleasure and profit is sickening. We're so much more than that. We're a pack, a family, and we deserve to be treated as such.
I turn to Jimin, his eyes filled with pain and exhaustion. I know he's strong, but even the strongest of us have their breaking points. I reach out a hand to him, offering whatever comfort and support I can provide. We may be in a dark and unforgiving place, but we'll get through this together. As long as we stand united, we can overcome any challenge that comes our way.
I just hope Jungkook is at least spared today.
TRIGGER CONTENT AHEAD ⚠️
3rd Person's POV
As the hours tick by, the heavy creak of the basement door echoes through the dimly lit room. Two guards, their faces etched with a mixture of disgust and dominance, are shoving a muzzled panther hybrid inside. The air is thick with tension as the powerful scent of fear and adrenaline fills the space.
"Fucking hybrid bit one of Ms. Park's friends. Listen here, you little fucker, I'm gonna show you what happens when you mess with your superior," one guard growls, his voice laced with a sinister edge, a twisted smirk playing on his lips.
The hybrid's eyes gleam with defiance as it struggles against the unyielding grip of the guards. The other hybrids in the room let out low growls, the primal instinct to protect their own kicking in. They watch in silent fury as the youngest among them is dragged to the centre of the room, chains rattling ominously with each step.
With mechanical efficiency, the guards restrain the hybrid, chaining his hands and legs with a cruel lack of concern for his well-being. The muzzle is fastened tightly around his jaws, stifling any protests or cries for mercy. The room is a powder keg ready to explode, the tension so thick it's almost palpable.
As the guards step back, a palpable sense of anticipation hangs in the air. The hybrid, now subdued but still defiant, stares back at his captors with a mixture of fear and anger burning in his eyes. The room is silent, the only sound the heavy breathing of the guards and the low, menacing growls of the other hybrids.
It is a cruel display of power, a reminder of the hierarchy that dominates their twisted world. The guards revel in their authority, their twisted pleasure at the sight of the hybrid's submission evident in their cruel smiles.
As the brutal scene unfolded, Jungkook's agony only seemed to fuel the guards' sadistic pleasure. With a smirk on his face, one of the guards commanded his friend to join in on the cruel act. The sound of the belt being unbuckled echoed through the room, signaling the beginning of the torture.
A wave of pain surged through Jungkook's body as he was struck repeatedly on the back, each blow causing him to cry out in distress. Sore and covered in blood, he lay defenceless on the ground, his spirit broken by the relentless assault.
The cruelty didn't stop there. In a display of horrifying brutality, one of the guards forced himself on Jungkook, violating him in the most despicable manner. The other guard followed suit, taking turns in dehumanising and abusing the helpless hybrid.
Meanwhile, the other hybrids in the cage could only watch in horror and helplessness as their companion suffered at the hands of these vile men. Their growls and cries of fury mixed with the sound of metal bars being rattled in a futile attempt to break free. The cage, designed to withstand the strength of hybrids, held firm, mocking their desperate attempts to rescue Jungkook from his torment.
Jungkook's screams and moans reverberated through the room, a haunting symphony of pain that only seemed to fuel the guards' twisted pleasure. Their laughter and jeers filled the air, mixing with the sounds of the hybrid's suffering to create a sickening cacophony of depravity.
As the guards reveled in the misery they had inflicted upon Jungkook, a sense of dread hung heavy in the air. The darkness of the room seemed to seep into the very souls of those present, staining them with the taint of their vile deeds.
Just then the basement door flew open with a deafening creak, announcing the unexpected intrusion, the room fell into a tense silence. All eyes turned towards the mysterious woman who barged in, dressed head to toe in a black tight leather jumpsuit and a ski mask that concealed her identity. The guards, who had been in the middle of a vile act toward Jungkook, froze in their tracks, their expressions a mix of shock and fear.
Jungkook, laying half-conscious on the ground, struggled to focus through the haze of pain and confusion. Suddenly, a familiar scent wafted towards him, cutting through the chaos around him. Lavender and baby powder. The scent triggered a memory, a connection that stirred in his clouded mind.
The hybrids, who had been prisoners in this grim basement, looked at the woman with a mixture of shock and a glimmer of hope. They had endured torment and misery at the hands of their captors, and this unexpected arrival brought a spark of uncertainty into the air.
The woman's gaze swept over the room, her eyes locking onto each of the hybrids before settling on the guards who were still occupied with Jungkook. A wave of anger and determination flashed across her face, hardening her features.
“Heaven…” Jungkook's weak voice whispered softly before succumbing to unconsciousness, his body finally giving in to the pain and exhaustion.
The woman's voice sliced through the tense atmosphere, dripping with venom and rage as she confronted the guards.
“How dare you HOW. DARE. YOU. PUT. YOUR. FILTHY. HANDS. ON. MY. HYBRIDS?!” Each word laced with a promise of retribution, her tone leaving no room for negotiation.
Closing the distance between her and the guards, she exuded a palpable aura of danger. The guards, momentarily caught off guard by her presence and boldness, dared to question her identity.
"Who the fuck are you?" one of them hissed, defiance colouring his words.
A chilling smile crept onto the woman's face, her eyes glinting with a dangerous light.
“I'm the devil, and I'm here to take you to hell,” she retorted, her words laced with a sinister promise of justice.
The guards, faced with a force they had not anticipated, exchanged uneasy glances. In that moment, they realised that they were not dealing with a mere intruder – they were facing someone who held power beyond their comprehension.
As the guards ominously raised their guns, the tension in the room thickened. They pointed their weapons directly at her, ready to fire at any moment. But she remained calm, her heart pounding in her chest as she whispered into her earpiece.
"Jay now!" And in a deafening roar, a bomb exploded, sending shockwaves through the room and hurling everyone into chaos.
Amidst the smoke and debris, she swiftly regained her footing and locked eyes on the man who had violated Jungkook. With a swift movement, she took hold of her knife and sliced through his groin, causing him to let out a gut-wrenching scream of agony.
As he writhed in pain, she taunted him, "Oops, wrong body part." With a cold determination, she drove the blade into his left eye, eliciting even more cries of anguish.
But she wasn't done yet. With a merciless resolve, she viciously stabbed the guard multiple times, each thrust releasing a disturbing gush of blood. And with one final, fatal blow, she plunged the knife deep into his skull, ending his life in an instant.
The room fell silent, save for the echoes of the man's final screams.
“Crazy bitch, who the fuck are you, huh?!"
The other guard, trembling and desperate, attempted to reach for his gun but found himself abruptly stopped as Namjoon, appearing seemingly out of nowhere, sank his teeth into the guard's leg with a savage ferocity. The other hybrids swiftly joined in, tearing and mutilating the guard's body in a brutal display of retribution.
END OF TRIGGERING CONTENT ⚠️
With the cage now broken open from the explosion, Heaven wasted no time and rushed to Jungkook's motionless form. Overwhelmed by a mix of relief and exhaustion, she weakly called out into her earpiece,
"Fratello, please come quick," her voice trembling with emotion as she sank to the ground, the weight of the harrowing ordeal finally catching up to her.
As chaos and violence unfolded around her, one thing was clear - she was a force to be reckoned with, a formidable presence in a world of darkness and danger, willing to do whatever it took to protect those she cared about.
As the rush of adrenaline subsided, a wave of sentiments that she had been keeping at bay crashed over her like an unstoppable force. She felt a whirlwind of emotions - from revulsion to despair, feeling completely erratic and shattered. Her hybrid, lying on her lap, was in a pitiful state, maimed, suffering, and deeply traumatised.
The weight of guilt bore down on her, her mind reeling with the same haunting question - how could she have allowed this to happen? It was her carelessness that had led to this tragedy.
If only she had stayed vigilant, none of this would have transpired, and the boys would have been safe at home, frolicking and cuddling with each other while watching a movie - instead of the grim reality that now unfolded before her.
"Why did this have to happen? Why you? If only I had arrived sooner, if only I hadn't left you alone, none of this would have occurred. I failed you... as your guardian, your protector, and most importantly, as your friend. You didn't deserve this... you don't deserve this. I should have been there for you... I should have..." Her voice trailed off into a desolate whisper, choked with emotion.
She found herself unable to articulate the depth of her anguish; it felt like her very essence was being torn asunder as she gazed upon the injured hybrids. They gazed back at her, an amalgam of conflicting emotions apparent in their eyes.
Did they truly believe the accusations against her? Was this all part of some elaborate scheme? If so, why did she intervene to save them once more? Why was she there with them in their darkest hour?
Confusion and turmoil reigned supreme among the hybrids, their trust shattered, their wounds both physical and emotional raw and exposed. The woman before them remained an enigma - a figure of both mystery and reproach, leaving them adrift in a sea of uncertainty and doubt.
As they cautiously approached the pair, a makeshift barrier formed by the hybrids shielded Heaven and Jungkook. The tense atmosphere was disrupted as guards representing the formidable Valentino family, along with her brothers, arrived on the scene.
Attempting to edge closer, the Valentino guards were met with fierce snarls from the hybrids, a clear indication to maintain a safe distance. Sensing the escalating tension, she intervened with a calm yet emotionless request directed at Andre.
"Hey Andre, could you do me a favour and give us a moment? We'll catch up with you later, alright?" Her voice carried an air of detachment as she spoke.
Just as Dante seemed poised to speak, Marcus intervened, prompting Andre to signal the guards to depart, leaving them alone to address the pressing situation at hand.
Feeling the weight of the fraught situation, she knelt before the group, her hands clasped tightly as she offered a heartfelt apology tinged with regret.
"I know mere words may seem inadequate at this point. No amount of apologies can erase the pain you've endured. If my actions have eroded your trust, I understand. But before you make any decisions, can we please leave this place and talk somewhere else?" Her plea was earnest, a mix of desperation and sincerity evident in her tone.
An uncomfortable silence hung in the air as they gazed at Jungkook's motionless form, contemplating her words. It was Namjoon who broke the silence, stepping forward to gently pat her head, a gesture of comfort and understanding.
In that moment, she looked up, meeting Namjoon's gaze as he uttered a few softly spoken words that held a glimmer of acceptance.
"Let's go," his voice was gentle, a faint smile playing on his lips, signalling a tentative truce amidst the chaos that had enveloped them.
Namjoon's face was grim as he gave a subtle nod to Jin, Yoongi, and Hobi. Without a word, they each took a silent step forward, their eyes determined as they carefully lifted Jungkook's unconscious form.
With a shared understanding, Heaven rose from her crouched position on the ground, her resolve firm as she led the way out of the dingy basement. The air was thick with tension, and the collective anger that simmered within the group was palpable.
As they made their way through the dimly lit corridors, Heaven's thoughts were consumed by a relentless desire for vengeance against Kim Jeong-sin. The mere mention of his name sent a shiver down her spine, igniting a fire of hatred and malevolence within her that burned hot and fierce.
"You've messed with the wrong hybrids, Kim Jeong-sin," she vowed silently, her voice laced with venom. Her gaze was steely as she envisioned the reckoning that awaited the man who had dared to cross them. "Very soon, you and your brother will be reunited. I promise you that."
The promise hung heavy in the air, a dark omen of the storm that was brewing on the horizon. Heaven's heartbeat with a fierce determination, her steps steady as they brought her closer to the reckoning she sought.
Revenge, she knew, would be a dish best served cold. The taste of vindication would be bittersweet, a symphony of justice and retribution that would echo through the halls of time.
With each passing moment, her certainty grew, fueling the flames of her resolve. She would be their worst nightmare, a force to be reckoned with, a harbinger of doom for those who dared to cross her path.
And as they emerged from the shadows of the shabby building, Heaven's eyes burned with a fierce intensity, her soul ablaze with a thirst for vengeance that knew no bounds.
"I'll be your worst fucking nightmare," she seethed, her voice low and dangerous. "La tua morte sarà così dolorosa che desidererai di aver venduto la tua anima al diavolo."
The words hung in the air like a curse, a promise of pain and suffering that would consume those who had wronged her. And as they faded into the night, Heaven's resolve remained unyielding, a beacon of wrath and retribution that would not be denied
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Hey there lovely readers 🌟,
I hope you're all doing well! I just wanted to drop in and give you an update on the latest chapter of my story.
Firstly, I have to apologise for the delay in updating. This chapter really took a toll on me, and I needed to be in the right headspace to write it. The scenes I crafted were quite intense and emotionally draining. It's amazing how our minds can conjure up such disturbing imagery, isn't it?
I understand that the content of this chapter may be unsettling for some of you. The graphic descriptions and scenes portrayed may evoke strong emotions, and I truly appreciate your willingness to engage with them. I want to reassure you that this is a work of fiction, none of it is real, so please don't take it to heart.
In the midst of all this darkness, I want to emphasise the importance of practising good mental health. It's crucial not only for ourselves but also for those around us. Taking care of our emotional well-being is essential, especially when we're exposed to challenging narratives like the one in this chapter.
I want to thank each and every one of you for your support, feedback, and encouragement. Your comments and votes mean the world to me and keep me motivated to continue writing. I know this chapter may not be everyone's cup of tea, and that's okay. Your comfort and well-being matter, so please take care of yourselves first.
If you choose to continue reading, I deeply appreciate your dedication and open-mindedness. Rest assured, the next chapter will be less haunting, and I promise a lighter tone ahead. Remember, it's not the end of the world, and there's always a glimmer of hope in every story.
Thank you for being such amazing readers and for accompanying me on this journey. Your support means everything to me. Stay strong, stay positive, and never forget to prioritise your mental health.
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Yearly Book Wrap-Up 2023
This is my first time posting on here when it comes to anything personal or related to my interests. Considering this was a big year for me, not only in books but in other areas of life as well, I figured I'd share my book-wrap up for this year.
Ever since finishing my bachelors degree I'd started on my book journey once again. While it had continued during college, it never really felt the same, not until I had graduated. Slowly, year by year, I started to read more book. It had begun to feel how it felt in high school, constantly reading and enjoying myself as I did so.
This year's goal for me was: 40 Books
This year's read count: 55 Books!
I surpassed my goal by 15 books, an achievement I never imagined I would reach. This year I truly felt I was a voracious reader and I could not be any happier.
Under the cut you'll find the books I read this year in order, along with my rating. No reviews as I like to move on to the next book. But if anyone has any question or wishes to talk feel free to on this post in any way or my asks are also open. I hope other's can findthis post for their own enjoyment as well.
Without further ado -
My Book Wrap-Up 2023
January
Space Boy Volume 1 by Stephen McCranie ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
Pride and Premeditation by Tirzah Price ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
Flash Fire by TJ Klune ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
Dragon Pearl by Yoon Ha Lee ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
The Paper Magician by Charlie N. Holmberg ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
Tell Me It's Real by TJ Klune, art by Jakky ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
February
Ballad & Dagger by Daniel José Older ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
Boyfriend Material by Alexis Hall ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
March
The Gentleman's Guide to Vice and Virtue by Mackenzie Lee ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
Hardcore Self Help: Fuck Anxiety ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
Theo Tan and the Fox Spirit by Jesse Q. Sutanto ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
The Lightning Thief by Rick Riordan (re-read) ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
Legendborn by Tracy Deonn ⭐⭐
The Magic Fish by Trung Le Nguyen ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
April
Dragon's Reign by Raythe Reign/X. Aratare ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
Dream Daddy: A Dad Dating Comic Book by Leighton Gray et al. ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
The HItchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
May
Norse Mythology by Neil Gaiman ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
An Unexpected Kind of Love by Hayden Stone ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
The Sun and The Star: A Nico di Angelo Adventure by Rick Riordan and Mark Oshiro ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
June
Gentleman's Club by N.T. Hergott ⭐⭐⭐⭐
Sparrow Rising by Jessica Khoury ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
Under the Whispering Door by TJ Klune ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
Portrait of a Thief by Grace D. Li ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
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Falling into you. Part-1
Kate Bishop x Female Reader
Request - Modern High School Soulmate Kate finds her soulmate on the new high school kid. Reader is Daisy Johnson's cousin and came to live with her cousin and her uncle and aunt who are May and Coulson while her parents are away on business. Kate is in the high school archery club. Reader is good at mechanics and soccer. Reader could join the soccer and mechanics club. All the characters in The Avengers and Agents of the Shield are teachers or high school students.
Daisy went to your bedroom and she sits on your bed. You are putting your notebook in your backpack.
“Feelin nervous, Y/n?” Daisy asked.
“A little bit. I'm not really happy starting over at a new school” You said.
“Hey, it will be okay. You are not alone” Daisy said.
You are staying with your cousin Daisy because your parents are away on a business trip. Your aunt May walked into the room
“Girls, it's time for school let's go or you two are going to walk?” May said.
“We will take the ride,” You said.
“Good choice” May smiled.
May went downstairs and went to her car. A few minutes later, you and Daisy get in the car.
“Y/n, go to the office to pick up your class schedule,” May said.
“Okay, I will. How come, uncle Phil, didn't have breakfast with us?” You said.
“There was an emergency at the office. But he will be home for dinner” May said.
You and Daisy say bye to May, then Daisy showed you how to get to the office. Daisy went to meet with her friends. You wait for the lady to find your class schedule. You look around the office, then someone walked in and stand next to you. You look at her.
“Hi,” She said.
“Hi,” You said.
The lady gave you the class schedule. You start to read it
“Do you need help to find your first class?” She asked.
“And you are?” You asked.
“Oh, my name is Kate Bishop. And you are?” Kate said.
“My name is Y/n,” You said.
“No last name?” Kate smiled.
“Nope,” You said.
“Kate, this year try not to do something foolish. Here is your class schedule” Pepper Potts.
“It won't be like last year, I promise,” Kate said.
“Okay, will see. Now you two go to class or get detention” the principal Pepper Potts said.
You and Kate leave the office, you let her see your class schedule.
“Cool, we have three same classes,” Kate said.
“Cool,” You said.
You and Kate walk into class and Daisy sees Kate smiling at you. You sit next to Daisy and Kate sits in the back of the room. Bruce Banner your teacher starts to talk about the laws of mechanics and electricity. And you start to take notes, then you get a text from Daisy.
Daisy - did you become friends with Kate Bishop?
You - we only spoke one time. Take it easy
“No texting in my classroom or I will take away the phones,” Bruce Banner said.
You quickly put your phone away. You keep listening to what your teacher has to say.
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Your next class is mechanical engineering, and your professor is Al MacKenzie. And Kate is sitting next to you.
“His class is easy. Just don't let him catch you texting on your phone because he won't give back until the end of the day” Kate said.
“Thanks for letting me know” Y/n smiled.
You noticed something on your left wrist and a name appears. You start to freak out on the inside and you hid your wrist with your sleeve. The first name Just appeared on your wrist and it's Kate Bishop. But it didn't click in your head of you already know who is Kate.
After class, you don't tell your cousin anything about the name. You went to the bathroom, to wash off the name but it didn't work.
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Now, you have gym class with Kate.
“Looks, like we have many different classes together,” Kate said.
“Is that a bad thing?” Y/n asked.
Kate smiled and you smiled back at her.
“It's not a bad thing, I promise” Kate smiled again.
Your gym teacher is Steve Rogers. He is making everyone play soccer today. But you and Kate are on opposite teams. Now everyone starts to play, and Steve starts to watch you play and he is impressed by your skills.
“Y/n, come over here,” Steve said.
You walked towards him.
“Yeah?” You said.
“You should consider joining the soccer team. I'm the coach and your skills are impressive” Steve said.
“Wow, thanks. But didn't tryouts finish last week?” You said.
“Yes, but I need you on the team. Do you want to join the team?” Steve said.
While you are talking to Steve, Kate noticed a name on your left wrist. She starts to panic because she assumed that she won't get a soulmate. She stares at the name then Steve blew the whistle which made Kate stop getting lost in her thoughts.
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Kate is with her best friend Yelena. Kate is ready to go to her archery club and Yelena is tagging along. Kate told Yelena about the name and there is no last name just yet.
“Did you tell this person Y/n, that you are her soulmate?” Yelena asked.
“No. I don't know anything about her” Kate said.
“I will figure it out. I want to be sure, that you will be happy” Yelena said.
“Awww. You care about my happiness” Kate smiled.
“Kate Bishop, you are on thin ice,” Yelena said.
Kate hugged Yelena fast and then went to practice. And her coach for the archery club is Clint Barton. Daisy is also in the club and she gets along with Kate.
“I saw you talking to Y/n,” Kate said.
“Yeah, she is my cousin. Ready to lose Kate?” Daisy said.
Kate laughed.
“Actually, it's the opposite. I like watching you lose to me” Kate smiled.
“Whatever, Kate” Daisy smiled.
Kate and Daisy did become competitive with each other. Later, while on break Kate watched you play soccer across the field.
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At home, you still noticed the name hasn't disappeared from your wrist. May walked into your bedroom
“Y/n, what's wrong?” May asked.
“I got a name on my wrist. And I don't know” You said.
“Are you feeling scared and nervous at the same time? It's normal to feel like that” May said.
“Yeah, I'm feeling like that. Her name is Kate Bishop” you said.
“What's on your mind?” May asked.
“What if she doesn't like me? I didn't pay attention to so-called soulmates” You said.
May gently touched your back.
“You are over thinking everything. She is probably feeling nervous and scared just like you. Just take it one step at a time. Let's go get dinner or your food will be cold” May said.
“Thanks,” You said.
May hug you then you go to the dining room with her. Later May told Phil about Kate Bishop, they decided to do a background check. Later, you are alone with Daisy and you told her about Kate, she is in shock.
✬ ✯ ✫ ✬
You are in the mechanics club and Tony Stark is teaching everyone how to build a robot. Kate noticed and she walked in and said hi to you.
“Did you know how to build a robot?” Kate asked.
“This is my second time. My first robot with my uncle Phil. You?” You said.
“I don't know how to build a robot. But I am very skilled at archery and the I'm the leader of my group” Kate smiled.
Kate felt a tingle on her wrist and You felt the same thing.
“Kate, are you joining the club or got lost?” Tony asked.
“Funny, Mr. Stark,” Kate said
You watched Kate leave, you smiled at her.
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“Kate Bishop, why are you smiling so much?” Yelena asked.
“I-I think I want to date Y/n,” Kate said.
“Wow, that is a change. First, you didn't care about dating but now you do” Yelena said.
“I got to spend a little bit of time with Y/n and I liked it,” Kate said.
“Well, I did a background check on Y/n. She is clean, she is related to people in the agent of shields. Her parents do travel a lot for business” Yelena said.
“I want to ask her to the school dance!” Kate smiled.
“No one is stopping you, Kate,” Yelena said.
“And you are coming too” Kate smiled.
“No no no no,” Yelena said.
Kate tries to convince Yelena to go to the school dance.
#kate bishop x you#kate bishop x reader#kate bishop imagine#kate bishop x female reader#marvel imagine
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Hi! I know you're probably super tired of the Loki situation but do you happen to have a screenshot/link to whatever biphobia people keep saying Mackenzi Lee said? I keep seeing people SAY they said something biphobic but havent seen actual links to where they said it and its been super confusing for me.
hey! here's a link to a screenshot: https://64.media.tumblr.com/b37819e8176cc691a79355913370ae5d/781df0c0fb940f81-3f/s1280x1920/7eb7e44901dc2437027ab982902c85c600ebcf00.jpg
but since it's quite lengthy, i wrote out what it says here:
a goodreads user asked mackenzi lee:
"I would like to know why you've said Loki will be pansexual, when he is canonically bisexual? The sexualities are not interchangeable, the are both different and both valid. Loki being bi means a lot to people, and is representation for them, so saying he's pan is bi erasure, and has upset a lot of people who were otherwise excited to read this book. I was, and I really enjoyed GGTVAV, but now I'm hurt."
and mackenzi lee responded:
"Hi! I'm sorry you were hurt by this. That makes me really sad to hear. But I hope you'll let me try and explain where I'm coming from. I do know the difference between bi and pan--it's something I've thought about and researched, both for my writing and in terms of finding my own labels. While I know that Al Ewing, whose work I LOVE, announced Loki as canonically bisexual, plenty of other writers and scholars of both comic books and the Norse myths have labeled him pansexual. And since so many writers have worked with Loki, both in and out of Marvel, opinions about how he identifies vary even within the canon. So while I understand the pain of bisexual erasure, I know there are pansexual Marvel fans who feel erased by hearing Loki referred to as bisexual. I KNOW, IT'S SO COMPLEX. I have approached my thinking of Loki as a pansexual character because we have seen evidence that his attraction extends to all sexualities and genders, in and out of the binary (and even outside his own species, which is obviously a whole other thing). Even the discussion about the difference between bi and pan doesn't have a clear answer to everyone--I've had people upset because I referred to myself and sometimes my characters as bisexual, since that implies binary and that there are only two genders. Basically what I'm trying to say is that it's not something I haven't considered or take lightly. But I hope you will still read the book, because queer rep in the Marvel Universe is something that hasn't come easy, and queer creators and readers need to support each other and LGBTQ narratives. Gosh I hope this reads right. It's such a complicated subject. xxx"
people claim she said she made loki pan because bi is binary. but that's not what she said. she explained loki has been labeled both bi and pan, and she chose to write him as pan because his attraction is to all genders. that's the literal definition of pan, so if she made him pan (again, one of the labels that have been used for him) because of that, that's not biphobic. (this plays right into people assuming "i'm pan because x" is actually "i'm pan because x and bi can't mean x" which is panphobic garbage.) if she had said "bi people can't like all genders so he's pan" that would be biphobic.
the "i know there are pan fans who feel erased by hearing loki referred to as bi" part was literally just saying bi people are upset by him being written as pan, and pan people are upset by him being written as bi, aka writing him as one or the other will never satisfy both groups.
the part after, where she brought up "bi is binary", she was talking about other people thinking that in regard to the discussion about the difference between bi and pan. she literally said people have been upset that she calls herself/her characters bi because they think bi implies a binary. she didn't say bi is binary, she brought up biphobia she experienced.
idk. all i know is that when this happened, i didn't interpret it the way others are now interpreting it. i didn't even see people have an issue with it at the time like they are now. (a quick twitter search shows the first tweet about mackenzi lee being biphobic is from 2019, then the next is from 2021. the book was published in 2019, but it and her writing loki as pan was announced in 2017, and the goodreads question was asked in 2018, i believe.)
there are even people claiming mackenzi lee said "i don't see it as erasure, but rather increased inclusion" about loki (and therefor is saying pan is more inclusive), but that is beyond false. she said that about one of her own original characters being queer and able to be interpreted however readers want. she supposedly said in an email to a reader that she wrote the character as bi because she's bi and wanted other bi people to have that rep.
but after years of other queer people relating to and seeing themselves in the character, and her not caring for rigid/set in stone labels, she said readers can interpret his sexuality however they want to, especially because the bi label was never used in the book. it's "increased inclusion in more readers being able to have rep", it's not "increased inclusion in who the character is attracted to".
this is the blog post that the email and specific quote comes from, though i want to note that the op says the character was explicitly stated as bi in the book and synopsis, but they weren't. the character's interest in men and women was mentioned, but the label was never used, as mackenzi stated: https://thereadingbookfairy.wordpress.com/2019/07/13/why-i-wont-be-reading-anymore-of-these-authors/
then there's the argument that mackenzi's book isn't "canon" or has nothing to do with anything and her word is the same as the opinion of "some random on tumblr", despite all the promo for it saying otherwise and it being published by marvel/disney.
anyways. i'm not saying all this because i like mackenzi or anything like that. she's done some shitty things. this isn't about "defending" her. it's about correcting lies people are spreading in order to be panphobic. and thinking "this queer rep isn't canon/actually queer because the person who confirmed/created it is problematic" is bullshit.
#asks#anonymous#loki#pan antagonism#bi antagonism#long post#sorry this got so long but i used it as an opportunity to address some things people have been saying regarding mackenzi lee#also one of my least favorite arguments is that if this were to happen the other way around i wouldn't support it#because uh....it has happened the other way around#more times than the few examples i've given or discussed as they happened on here#and guess what; regardless of my initial feelings i have said who the fuck cares they can be both#so anyone who makes incorrect assumptions about me to try to paint me as a hypocrite can fuck off#because i'm not the one regularly changing the rules to fit my hatred of other queer people lolololol
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{ yearly booklist: 2020 }
books read: 107
pages read: 30,689
top 5:
1 (best). the faceless old woman who secretly lives in your home (joseph fink & jeffrey cranor)
2. the faggots and their friends between revolutions (larry mitchell & ned asta)
3. a little life (hanya yanagihara)
4. the summer we got free (mia mckenzie)
5. there there (tommy orange)
bottom 5:
5. pleasure activism (ed. adrienne maree brown)
4. the immortalists (chloe benjamin)
3. where the crawdads sing (delia owens)
2. the difference between you and me (madeleine george)
1 (worst). sugar land (tammy lynne stoner)
full list under the cut [in order read, *starred* are recommended]:
*bluets (maggie nelson)*
pleasure activism (ed. adrienne maree brown)
as lie is to grin (simeon marsalis)
*the mythic dream (ed. dominic parisien & navah wolfe)*
what is the what (dave eggers)
*if beale street could talk (james baldwin)*
*the stonewall reader (ed. new york public library)*
*the water dancer (ta-nehisi coates)*
*no name in the street (james baldwin)*
honeysuckle (robin gow)
where the crawdads sing (delia owens)
a tale for the time being (ruth ozeki)
*going to meet the man (james baldwin)*
*dangerous families (mattilda bernstein sycamore)*
*junk (tommy pico)* call down the hawk (maggie stiefvater)
answered prayers (truman capote)
veils, nudity, and tattoos: the new feminine aesthetics (thorston botz-bernstein)
*jacob's room (virginia woolf)*
*sag harbor (colson whitehead)*
so many ways to sleep badly (mattilda bernstein sycamore)
the red parts: autobiography of a trial (maggie nelson)
*the cancer journals (audre lorde)*
the truth (terry pratchett)
sweets: a history of candy
*a little life (hanya yanagihara)*
*tomboy survivial guide (ivan coyote)*
*feed (tommy pico)*
*red, white & royal blue (casey mcquiston)*
*are prisons obsolete? (angela y. davis)*
girl walking backwards (bett williams)
the end of san francisco (mattilda bernstein sycamore)
guapa (saleem haddad)
*tell me how long the train's been gone (james baldwin)*
pulling taffy (mattilda bernstein sycamore)
love & lies: marisol's story (ellen wittlinger)
the difference between you and me (madeleine george)
*the body keeps the score (bessel van der kolk)*
nimona (noelle stevenson)
*priestdaddy (patricia lockwood)*
*why are faggots so afraid of faggots?: flaming challenges to masculinity, objectification, and the desire to conform (ed. mattilda bernstein sycamore)*
the city we became (n.k. jemisin)
over the top (jonathan van ness)
huntress (malinda lo)
patience & sarah (isabel miller)
*the art of cruelty (maggie nelson)*
tricks and treats: sex workers write about their clients (ed. mattilda bernstein sycamore)
*the end of imagination (arundhati roy)*
the evidence of things not seen (james baldwin)
*on earth we're briefly gorgeous (ocean vuong)*
*dark days (james baldwin)*
trail of broken wings (sejal badani)
the lady's guide to petticoats and piracy (mackenzi lee)
peculiar institution: america's death penalty in an age of abolition (david garland)
*alice isn't dead (joseph fink)*
three parts dead (max gladstone)
when brooklyn was queer (hugh ryan)
*the faggots and their friends between revolutions (larry mitchell & ned asta)*
the immortalists (chloe benjamin)
*semi queer: inside the world of gay, trans, and black truck drivers (anne balay)*
three guineas (virginia woolf)
*the glass hotel (emily st. john mandel)*
the girl who lived twice (david lagercrantz)
*chokehold: policing black men (paul butler)*
codename villanelle (luke jennings)
no tomorrow (luke jennings)
die for me (luke jennings)
*just above my head (james baldwin)*
*sketchtasy (mattilda bernstein sycamore)*
*angry white men: american masculinity at the end of an era (michael kimmel)*
*how to be an anti-racist (ibram x. kendi)*
white fragility: why it's so hard for white people to talk about racism (robin diangelo)
*there there (tommy orange)*
*toward an intellectual history of black women (ed. mia bay et. al.)*
jonah's gourd vine (zora neale hurston)
*the faceless old woman who secretly lives in your home (joseph fink & jeffrey cranor)
animal dreams (barbara kingsolver)
*the adventure zone: petals to the metal (clint mcelroy, carey pietsch, griffin mcelroy, justin mcelroy, travis mcelroy)*
*from black power to hip hop: racism, nationalism, and feminism (patricia hill collins)*
sugar land (tammy lynne stoner)
*nature poem (tommy pico)*
*prisoners of politics: breaking the cycle of mass incarceration (rachel elise barkow)*
*all the bad apples (moïra fowley-doyle)*
body horror: capitalism, fear, misogyny, jokes (anne elizabeth moore)
*the summer we got free (mia mckenzie)*
john henry days (colson whitehead)
the memory of blood (christopher fowler)
the last smile in sunder city (luke arnold)
*the death of vivek oji (akwaeke emezi)*
*dust tracks on a road (zora neale hurston)*
*an unkindness of ghosts (rivers solomon)*
*thick: and other essays (tressie mcmillan cottom)*
first test (tamora pierce)
the noble hustle: poker, beef jerky, and death (colson whitehead)
page (tamora pierce)
*patron saints of nothing (randy ribay)*
squire (tamora pierce)
*this is how it always is (laurie frankel)*
hidden (helen frost)
jimmy's blues and other poems (james baldwin)
96 words for love (rachel roy & ava dash)
*the colossus of new york (colson whitehead)*
*heavy (kiese laymon)*
*tell my horse: voodoo and life in haiti and jamaica (zora neale hurston)*
lady knight (tamora pierce)
*nobody knows my name (james baldwin)*
*apex hides the hurt (colson whitehead)*
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Scot in shining armour ~ Jamie Fraser x reader
Picture not mine
Word count: 1,772
Warnings: sexual assault, (attempted) rape
A/N: The title derives from the saying ‘Knight in shining armour’.
The sounds of my steps were thrown back and forth as I was quickly walking through the old stone corridors of the grand Castle Leoch. When I passed one of the narrow, slitted windows I saw the dark night sky littered with bright stars, noticing it was late at night. I shortly paused in my steps admiring the astounding constellations. Soon the Northern Lights would be visible again.
The chatter that quietly rang from the great hall released me out of my trance reminding me of why I was running through the keep of Leoch. Being a servant and an assistant to the lovely Mrs. Fitz was the best thing that could’ve happened to me. I was born the daughter of a poor farmer and his wife but when the English came to our home a few months ago I was the only one to survive the Redcoat raid brought along by Black Jack Randall. Luckily I was picked up by Dougal and his men. Now after weeks and weeks had gone by I felt like the rough red haired warriors were part of my family.
Carrying on on the way to the kitchens to fetch another pitcher of ale I heard new voices, closer now. They were coming from somewhere up ahead. It was unusual that people would stray this early into the feast from the great hall. Rounding the next corner I stopped dead in my tracks. There in front of me were two clansmen that I didn’t recognize clad in the plaid kilts leaning against the wall. When they saw me they smiled at each other and leisurely pushed themselves off of the cold stone walls. They were clearly drunk.
I immediately backed up knowing I had no chance against the two burly men. Mrs. Fitz always warned us about these situations and we girls always listened to her knowing words and scurried off into our chambers as soon as she told us to. But usually these situations would only be dangerously possible later in the night around the stroke of midnight when hardly any alcohol was left.
I took another step backwards and... bumped into something. Not the wall. It was softer and warmer. I froze in my step knowing that it was the chest of an ally of the men I was hoping to get away from. I didn’t know what to do. The highlander began to chuckle and said: “What do we have here?” He set his big hands on my waist as one of his companions replied: “We found ourselves a little entertainment.” I was scared out of my mind. The only thought running through my head was ‘No way out’, over and over.
The warm hands, separated from my body and virtue only through a few layers of fabric, started moving and roaming my body. Down to my hips. Up to my chest. The eyes of the other two men following eagerly what they did. Then suddenly the rough hand was dipped down the valley of my breasts. This freed me of my shock. Screaming I pushed myself away from him. The clansman grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled me back.
Right at that moment a figure appeared behind the two other assaulters. When he stepped into the light coming in from one of the windows I recognized it to be young Jaime the nephew of the laird. Over the last few months I had started to develop feelings for the good looking lad. Always too scared to act on it I never had exchanged more than a few simple words with him. “Well, well, well, what’s going on here?”, he said shaking his head in mock-disappointment, before he punched the henchman standing the closest to him in the face, knocking him out cold.
After taking out the second man Jamie turned towards me. I was still struggling in the grip of my attacker. Now having bigger problems than holding me tight the Scot behind me let go of me and faced the red haired opponent. The last man didn’t stand long either and the sheer strength of the unusually tall lad brought him down. After all of the three men lay unconscious on the floor Jaime turned around to me.
“Are ye alright?”, he inquired in his amazingly soothing voice. Blushing madly I lowered my head and rushed off embarrassed, not able to face him in a moment when he looked so gorgeous – hair lightly tousled, breathing heavily.
~time skip~
It was late one night after the feast of the Oath taking. All the men from around the clans lands had come to celebrate and swear allegiance and fealty to Colum. More or less all of them were now drunk and unconscious, probably lying somewhere on the floor not having made it to their chambers. All of the maids and women were already in their rooms.
I was still in the kitchens finishing cleaning the dishes. There were stacks and stacks of dirty dishes. I wanted to finish them before I went to bed. If I would leave them I knew Mrs. Fitz, who always got up before the sun rose and before any of us servants left our rooms, would then clean the dishes. I didn’t want to leave that work to her as well. She always did so much for us.
Reaching for some dirty plates I froze hearing some noise out in the hallway to the kitchen. Quickly I set down the tableware in the sink. Becoming more nervous my hand inched towards a kitchen knife that lay close by. I cautiously turned towards the door when the noise started to sound like footsteps that came closer to the door. Tightening my fingers around the handle of the blade I waited.
Suddenly the wooden door swung open. At first I only saw the tartan of the MacKenzie kilts and the for the close family members of Colum and Dougal characteristic red locks. After deciphering the mess of fabric, hair and limbs that came stumbled in I noticed it was my saviour, Jamie. I released a breath I didn’t even notice I was holding. When Jamie noticed me standing in the empty kitchen, he was surprised as he didn’t expect to meet anyone here. I quietly put my makeshift weapon down without the young Scot noticing it.
“What are you doin’ ‘ere?”, he asked me surprised. “I could ask you the same.” “Well”, he walked over to the table. “I was in the stables and missed dinner”, he explained while scanning the wooden table for something to eat.
“Wait here. I can get ye some of the food that is left.” I quickly hurried off, collecting some bannock and meat on a clean plate. Bringing it back to him I told the handsome lad why I wasn’t yet in my chambers.
“So, how come you missed the feast? None of the other men would ever miss these celebrations”, I wondered aloud when turning back to the sink. Jamie sat down on a stool only a few feet away from me. In between bites he clarified his situation with being the possible heir for Colum and how it was better for him to avoid the difficult decision of what to do by staying with the horses and out of the sight of the chieftain and war-chieftain.
The two of us kept talking about this and that. Right when I was finished doing the dishes and had started tidying them up, Jamie asked me: “So, where do ye come from originally? Ye arena a MacKenzie and I havena seen you around for long?” “No, I’m no MacKenzie. I came to Leoch only a few months ago”, I began telling the lad.
When I came to the part about Dougal finding me I walked over to the self with all the glasses on it. It was higher up than I expected. Standing up on my tiptoes I tried to set the fine wine glass that I was holding next to its brothers and sisters.
As I couldn’t reach I tried to push it up onto the wooden board with my fingertips. Slipping from my grip the filigree glass started falling. I tried to catch but it was out of my reach. If anyone would notice that one of the wine glasses was missing I would be in so much trouble, it was one of the fancy and expensive ones.
Suddenly Jamie’s big hand wrapped it’s fingers around the falling object. While I was starting to panic hadn’t even become aware of the man, in who’s company I was, moving. Now I was more than aware of him standing right behind me, his chest pressed to my back. I held my breath. I never had been in an awkward situation like this. Jamie set the glass down next to my fingers that were nervously holding onto the wooden counter in front of me.
As I turned around I quietly said: “Thank you”, looking at his chest that was right at eye level. I looked up and was met with the Scot's bright blue eyes. He carefully laid his hands on my upper arms. Leaning down a little towards me he inquired: “Why did you run away when we met in the corridors a few days ago? Was it something I did or said? Did I insult you in any way?”
At that question I dropped my eyes to the floor embarrassed. “I...I...I” When I looked up I only saw sincere wonder in his eyes. I rested my small hands on his muscular chest. “I was embarrassed and looked so handsome with your hair all messed up”,I admitted.
That was when Jamie gently caressed my cheek. “You think I’m good looking?” “Yes.”
My counterpart started to slowly lean in and I closed my eyes. Only a second later the lips that I was dreaming of since I met him connected with mine. They were warm and soft unlike I expected them to be. At first the kiss started out hesitant and lovingly but as I was kissing back Jamie became more sure of him self.
As the kiss became more demanding his hands wandered over my body. My own hands moved from his chest to around his neck. Suddenly he picked me up and carried me over to one of the tables. Without breaking the kiss Jamie pushed the pans and baskets full of things away and set me down. His hands moved to my hair as we carried on kissing.
#outlander#jamie fraser#mackenzie#dianagabaldon#scotland#fanfiction#jamie fraser x reader#x reader#oneshot
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<3 urwarriorangel’s writing challenge <3
hello my darling angels! i have started a writing challenge because i want to read more of what you write. i’m calling this a challenge because that’s what i’ve read others call it? rules are listed below! all submissions will be read by yours truly and (if they follow the p basic rules) i will post them all on a masterlist! i will reblog them and give you feedback because that’s what should happen regardless and also i love you guys! (gif not mine!)
rules
*no rape/incest/underage sex/etc.
*if you choose to write smut, you must be 18+!!! the characters you’re writing for must be 18+!!
*must be character x reader! you can write for multiple characters, but it still must be a reader insert!
*it’s first come first serve for characters, meaning there are character limits. multiple people can write for the same character, but they are capped. so please message me as soon as you see a character you want to write for!
*only one prompt per fic! (bonus points if you use any of my original prompts lol!) (also prompts can only be used once)
*triggers must be tagged. if there are any triggers in your fic, you must have a trigger warning. i cannot emphasize this enough.
*fic should be at least 500 words, if it’s longer (which please make it as long as you’d like!) you have to add a ‘read more’
*must tag me in the fic and use # urwarriorangelwritingchallenge <3
*fic should be a new original, not an old piece being resubmitted or a part of an already existing series. (you can write a series for this challenge if you’d like!)
*bonus points if you’re a poc!writer with a poc!reader <3 <3 <3
*you must respect the sexuality of the character! if you would like for an lgbtq+ character, their sexuality should not change in the fic. thank you!
*please send me a message with the character(s) you’d like to write for and the prompt!
example: damon salvatore + “i don’t know how much longer i can go on”
~the masterlist will be posted on august 13th! (if this goes well aka if people participate i would love to do this more often!)~
categories allowed:
anything your heart desires. if you’re going to write fluff please keep it compelling! add a few different styles together! give me some angst, some smut. make it a mystery! i mean absolutely no disrespect to those who write/read only fluff, but personally i find fluff a little more fun when it’s got multiple components! (if you write only fluff, please go ahead and write fluff! i will read it and i’m sure i’ll love it! these are just my personal preferences!)
i love aus very much, so please don’t shy away from them!
characters & prompts under the cut!
characters (five slots for each character)
agents of shield
al mackenzie
antoine “trip” triplett
daisy “skye” johnson
grant ward
jemma simmons
lance hunter
leopold fitz
lincoln campbell
brooklyn 99
amy santiago
charles boyle
gina linetti
jake peralta
raymond holt
rosa diaz
terrence jeffords
buffy the vampire slayer
angel
buffy summers
cordelia chase
rupert giles
william the bloody aka spike
criminal minds
aaron hotchner
david rossi
derek morgan
elle greenaway
emily prentiss
jennifer jareau
luke alvez
penelope garcia
spencer reid
defenders-ish
billy russo
frank castle
jessica jones
luke cage
matt murdock
friends
chandler bing
joey tribbiani
monica geller
phoebe buffay
rachel green
ross geller
game of thrones
arya stark
benjen stark
daenerys targaryen
eddard stark
jaime lannister
jon snow
khal drogo
robb stark
samwell tarly
sansa stark
tyrion lannister
gossip girl
blair waldorf
carter baizen
chuck bass
dan humphrey
nate archibald
serena van der woodsen
vanessa abrams
harry potter
draco malfoy
fred weasley
george weasley
harry potter
hermione granger
remus lupin
ronald weasley
sirius black
(young) tom riddle
hawaii five-0
adam noshimuri
chin ho kelly
daniel williams
kono kalakaua
michael noshimuri
steve mcgarrett
jane the virgin
adam alvaro
jane gloriana villanueva
petra solano
rafael solano
lucky number slevin
slevin kelevra
mcu
bruce banner aka hulk
brunnhilde aka my valkyrie queen
bucky barnes aka winter soldier
clint barton aka hawkeye
drax aka the destroyer
erik stevens aka killmonger
gamora aka um need we say more?
janet van dyne aka wasp
loki aka loki
m’baku aka you already know
mantis aka mantis aka a fucking cutie
may parker aka ailf
nakia aka loml
okoye aka incredible badass
peggy carter aka kickass
peter parker aka spider-man
peter quill aka star-lord
pietro maximoff aka quicksilver
sam wilson aka falcon
scott lang aka antman
shuri aka an angel
stephen strange aka dr. strange
steve rogers aka captain america
t’challa aka black panther
thor aka thor
tony stark aka iron-man
wanda maximoff aka scarlet witch
new girl
coach
nick miller
pretty little liars
aria montgomery
caleb rivers
emily fields
ezra fitz
hanna marin
jason dilaurentis
mona vanderwaal
noel kahn
spencer hastings
wren kingston
reign
francis
mary stuart
nostradamus
sebastian
riverdale
archie andrews
betty cooper
cheryl blossom
fangs fogarty
fp jones
fred andrews
jason blossom
josie mccoy
jughead jones
kevin keller
malachai
charles!reggie mantle
ross!reggie mantle
sweet pea
toni topaz
valerie brown
veronica lodge
shadowhunters
alec lightwood
clary fray
isabelle lightwood
jace herondale
lucian grey
magnus bane
simon lewis
teen wolf
allison argent
chris argent
cora hale
derek hale
isaac lahey
jackson whittermore
jordan parrish
kira yukimura
liam dunbar
lydia martin
malia tate
peter hale
scott mccall
stiles stilinski
theo raeken
the 100
bellamy blake
clarke griffin
echo
finn collins
jasper jordan
john murphy
king roan
lexa
lincoln
monty green
nathan miller
octavia blake
ontari
raven reyes
wells jaha
the originals
davina claire
elijah mikaelson
freya mikaelson
hayley marshall
kol mikaelson
lucian castle
niklaus mikaelson
marcel gerard
rebekah mikaelson
the vampire diaries
bonnie bennett
caroline forbes
damon salvatore
elena gilbert
jeremy gilbert
katherine pierce
malachi parker
mary louise
matt donovan
nora hildegard
olivia parker
tyler lockwood
stefan salvatore
sybil
x-men
alex summers aka havok
charles xavier aka young!professor x
erik lehnsherr aka magneto
hank mccoy aka beast
jean grey aka phoenix
logan aka wolverine
peter maximoff aka quiksilver
ororo monroe aka storm
raven darkholme aka mystique
prompts (once someone requests a prompt, i will update the list! list will be updated once a day, if multiple people ask for a prompt in between updates, i will give it to the first person who sent me an ask. i realize that there are more character options than there are prompts, i did this because i don’t think too many people will participate. if we ever run out, i will add more prompts! example of request: klaus mikaelson + “give me a chance”)
(rfaimagining)
angst
1: “ give me a chance. ”
2: “ not you again.. ”
3: “ leave me alone. ”
4: “ i don’t love you anymore. ”
5: “ why do you hate me? ”
6: “ i lost the baby. ”
7: “ i thought you loved me. ”
8: “ i don’t need you anymore. ”
9:“ i can’t believe you! ”
10: “ we can't keep this up forever. ”
11: “ you’re a monster. ”
12: “ i hate you. ”
13: “ don’t leave me… ”
14: “ you’re a disappointment. ”
15: “ don’t die on me– please. ”
16: “ i never meant to hurt you. ”
17: “ are you upset with me? ”
18: “ i wish i’d never met you. ”
19: “ i’m going to kill you! ”
20: “ please don’t hurt me like this. ”
21: “ thanks for nothing. ”
22: “ dont call this number again. “
23: “ why did you spare me? ”
24: “ you need to leave. ”
25: “ i’m sick. ”
26: “ i’m dying. ”
27: “ i wish i’d never met you. ”
28: “ i thought we were family!”
29: “ there was never an us. ”
30: “ so that’s it? it’s over? ”
31: “ i fucked up. ”
32: “ i came to say goodbye. ”
33:“ he’s dead because of you. ”
34: “ i don’t deserve to be loved. ”
35: “ about the baby… its yours. ”
love
36: “ i’m so in love with you. ”
37: “ dance with me! ”
38: “ isn’t this amazing? ”
39: “ i wish we could stay like this forever. ”
40: “ will you marry me? ”
41: “ i’m pregnant. ”
42: “ i need a hug. ”
43: “ you’re special to me. ”
44: “ i’m going to keep you safe. ”
45: “ do you trust me? ”
46: “ can i kiss you right now? ”
47: “ you’re cute when you’re angry. ”
48: “ i’ve liked you for awhile now. ”
49: “ let’s have a baby. ”
50: “ we’d make such a cute couple. ”
51: “ i want to take care of you. ”
52: “ can we cuddle? ”
53: “ it’s lonely here without you. ”
54: “ i can’t stand the thought of losing you. ”
55: “ shut up and kiss me already. ”
56: “ are you flirting with me? ”
57: “ is that my shirt? ”
58: “ how did we get here? ”
59: “ you own my heart. ”
60: “ you’d be a great dad. ”
61: “ you’d be a great mom. ”
62: “ i want to protect you. ”
63: “ what's the matter? ”
64: “ you’re so beautiful. ”
65: “ did you do something different with your hair? ”
66: “ is that a new perfume? ”
67: “ stop being so cute. ”
68: “ you’re making me blush! ”
69: “ you’re teasing me again… ”
70: “ this is why i fell in love with you. ”
71: “ you’re the best! ”
72: “ they’re going to love you, don’t worry! ”
73: “ oh, are you ticklish? ”
74: “ of course i remembered! ”
75: “ you’re one hell of a girl. ”
76: “ you’re one hell of a guy. ”
77: “ are you jealous? ”
78: “ hold me and never let me go. ”
79: “ stop hogging all the blankets! ”
80: “ lets run away together. ”
misc
90: “ catch me if you can! ”
91: “ i’m fine. ”
92: “ are you drunk? ”
93: “ are you high? ”
94: “ we can't go in there… ”
95: “ give it back! ”
96: “ well this is just great. ”
97: “ don’t touch me. ”
98: “ not sure if you could tell, but i’m not exactly a people person. ”
99: “ this was fun— let's do it again sometime!”
100: “ i didn’t do it! ”
101: “ i did it… ”
102: “ i don’t remember that! ”
103: “ well that’s pretty rude of you to say. ”
104: “ get that thing away from me! ”
105: “ you owe me. ”
106: “ do you believe in aliens? ”
107: “ do you believe in ghosts? ”
108: “ are you hitting on me? ”
109: “ why are you naked? ”
110: “ you did what?! ”
111: “ you have… superpowers? ”
112: “ why are you bleeding? ”
113: “ where did all these puppies come from?”
114: “ don’t make me come over there myself! ”
115: “ that wasn’t funny. ”
116: “ this tastes horrible. ”
117: “ this is delicious! ”
118: “ are you mad at me? ”
119: “ stop ignoring me… ”
120: “ i love that show too! ”
121: “ can i borrow that book of yours?”
122: “ let's blow this joint. ”
123: “ let me help you with that. ”
124: “ take that back! ”
125: “ wanna go see a movie with me? ”
126: “ no way, that’s so lame. ”
127: “ what are you listening to? ”
128: “ i brought you your coffee. ”
129: “ don’t fuck this up. ”
130: “ run! ”
131: “ lets run away together. ”
132: “ i haven’t slept in four days… ”
133: “ your turn to do the dishes. ”
134: “ was i really that drunk? ”
135: “ was i really that stoned? ”
136: “give me back my phone! ”
137: “ you’re an asshole. ”
138: “ are you cold? ”
139: “ this place gives me the creeps. ”
140: “ i swear my house is haunted. ”
141: “ did you hear that? ”
142: “ it’s just your imagination. ”
143: “ just how stupid do you think i am? ”
144: “ stop being such a baby. ”
145: “ go back to bed. ”
146: “ are you okay? ”
147: “ i can take care of myself just fine.”
148: “ thanks for helping me back there. ”
149: “ since when have we ever been friends? ”
150: “ what on earth are you wearing? ”
151: “ i can’t feel my legs! ”
152: “ stop texting me weird stuff so late at night. ”
153: “ put me down! ”
154: “ there’s only one bed… ”
155: “ it isn’t what it looks like! okay.. maybe it is… ”
156: “ how did i lose it? ”
157: “ i read your diary. ”
158: “ this is awkward. ”
159: “ didn’t you read the sign? ”
160: “ do you think you can teach me that? ”
nsfw
161: “ bite me. ”
162: “ make me. ”
163: “ fuck me. ”
164: “ stop teasing me so much… ”
165: “ do you like it when i touch you like that?”
166: “ okay.. this is new. ”
167: “ want to head back to my place and have a little fun? ”
168: “ you’re in trouble now. ”
169: “ what a pretty sight. ”
170: “ bend over. ”
171: “ on your knees. ”
172: “ the food looks great but.. there’s something much more delicious i’d like to eat right now. ”
173: “ lay back. ”
174: “ take off your clothes. ”
175: “ well, fine; just this once. ”
176: “ i’m waiting. ”
177: “ you’re so beautiful. ”
178:“ as you wish. ”
179: “ first one to make a noise loses.”
180: “ you have no idea what you do to me. ”
181: “ if you’re bored; wanna have sex? ”
182: “ i've wanted this for so long. ”
183: “ car sex looks so much more easier in the movies. ”
184: “ can i touch you? ”
185: “ open up. ”
186: “ no strings attached. ”
187: “ already? do i really have that much of an effect on you? ”
188: “ mine. ”
189: “ the nights still young. ”
190: “ we can't do that here! ”
191: “ behave. ”
192:“ what did you just say? ”
193: “ good girl. ”
194: “ good boy. ”
195: “ come here. ”
continued nsfw from misc sources
196: “are you going to come here, or are you going to make me come get you myself?”
197: “don’t look at me like that, you brought this on yourself.”
198: “stay still, squirming will make it worse.”
199: “keep count. if you lose it, we’re starting over. understand?”
200: “go get me the cane.”
201: “take your shirt off and put your hands up against the wall.”
202: “open your mouth. i’m putting the gag in so your screaming won’t alarm someone.”
203: “did you disobey my orders?”
204: “i thought i told you not to touch that?”
205: “have you finished everything i told you to do?”
206: “if you don’t stop acting like this, i’ll be forced to use different tactics.”
207: “your skin turns so red under my palm.”
208: “bend over the back of the couch.”
209: “you might want to bite something, the whip has a bite to it.”
210: “come here and bend over my lap.”
211: “i’m tired of your smart mouth.”
212: “you’re really hot.”
213: “oh, don’t mind me. just enjoying the view.”
214: “you know, those/that ______ of yours are/is pretty distracting.”
215: “hot damn.”
216: “so, you come here often?”
217: “well, well. my night just got better.”
218: “is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”
219: “you have got a great ass.”
220: “hey, i’m open minded.”
221: “you enjoying the view over there?”
222: “keep sweet-talking and this could go a whole new direction.”
223: “don’t be bashful. you know you want to.”
224: “you can have me any way you’d like, baby.”
225: “you wanna move this conversation someplace more private?”
226: “i’m off in a few minutes, you know.”
227:“it’s been a long day. why don’t we help each other unwind?”
228: “i think it’s about time we stop avoiding the obvious.”
229: “i’m gonna be honest with you. i’m really horny, and you’re really hot. can we fuck? like, now?”
230: “i wanna see you get naked.”
231: “you like how i bend over for you, huh?”
232: “you’re getting me all worked up.”
233: “what do we have here?”
234: "i see someone’s happy to see me.”
235: “play your cards right, and i just might have to put you on speed dial.”
236: “you like that, don’t you?”
237: “how do you want me?”
238: “i’m sure we can put those lips to better use.”
239: “i want you. right here. right now.”
240: “god, you’re perfect.”
241: “i really like a man who’s good with his hands.”
242: “i’d be more than happy to show you a good time, if you’re looking for one.”
243: “i saw that. you just checked me out.”
244: “you look real good in that suit/dress/skirt/outfit.”
245: “you wanna help me out of this ___?” (insert article clothing here.)
246: “can i keep you?”
247: “you’re such a tease.”
248: “oh my, looks like i/you dropped something.”
249: “i love it when you talk dirty.”
250: “i can’t stop thinking about your hands on me.”
251: “i think you’ll be happy to know that i’m not wearing any underwear.”
252: “i really want to take you home and get you out of all those clothes.”
253: “it’s like you want to ruin men/women for me.”
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