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widodiangelo · 1 month

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Technically, they weren’t supposed to be in each other's cabins.

But after fighting in two wars in the last two years, Chiron had decided to let some things slide. And so the Poseidon cabin became the go-to meeting place for the older campers: mostly the seven and company.

As a result, the cabin had slowly begun accumulating various comfort items and was morphing into a strange college dorm room-thrift shop hybrid. There was an old, peeling leather couch Jason and Leo had dragged out of the big house a few weeks ago, surrounded by random folding chairs and an assortment of beanbags Nico had totally not shadow traveled in from an ikea in the city. There were two and a half mini fridges (two working, one broken), a strange assortment of video game consoles the stoll brothers had provided and quite a few puzzles.

Since he and Nico had started dating, Will found himself hanging out in Percy’s makeshift common room more and more. That evening, he had just finished a sing-along session with his siblings at the campfire and was making his way across camp to the cabins. The warm summer air was filled with the smells of campfire smoke and sea salt drifting from the shore. A calm smile on his face, Will strolled up to cabin three with an extra s’more in his hand.

The interior was lit up with fairy lights and a blue lamp in the corner: cozy and inviting. Leo and Piper sat in some beanbags, playing some sort of card game. Jason and Percy lounged on the couch, throwing blue jelly beans into each other’s mouths (or at least tried to) while they yelled at the video game on the large tv screen that sat on the floor, leaning against the far wall because someone had forgotten to steal a stand. Nico perched on the edge of a crusty armchair, a controller in his hands and gaze focused on the screen before him.

Will stepped through the door with a soft wave, which Annabeth returned with one hand from where she was braiding back Nico’s hair as he played. Jason popped a jelly bean in his mouth as Will sat down at Nico’s side. “Holy shit. Nico, you’re sub 6 minutes and you’re already at Lernie? What even is this build?”

Nico smirked, not taking his eyes off the game, but leaning into his boyfriend as a hand carded around his waist. “I told you Grace, Beo is bugged on mirage shot. It’s totally OP.”

Percy tried to catch the blue projectile Jason tossed at him, almost falling off the couch in the process. “Yeah but even with the bug I’ve never been able to make use of hunter’s mark like this before. How are you even doing that?”

Nico shrugged, the silver chains that dangled from his ears glinted in the moonlight. “Practice.” He replied, taking down a hydra head in one blow.

Will took a bite of his s’more and squinted at the screen. “What even is this?”

“Hades.” All three boys replied, and Annabeth snorted. “It’s a Greek mythology game.” She supplied with a roll of her eyes. “Nico’s the main character.”

“I am not the main character.” Nico retorted, eyes never leaving the screen. He mumbled under his breath as the screen shifted, “fuck stupid room 34 witches. Dammit.”

Percy tilted his head in thought. “Actually Nico, you kinda are. I mean Zag is the son of Hades, his main weapon is a sword, you both look like you belong in a hot topic ad–”

“Fuck you, Jackson.”

“I said what I said– oh shit smoldering air? No way!”

Jason almost choked on his food. “Dude you’re gonna go sub ten at this rate.”

Will glanced at Annabeth. “Do they always sound like they’re speaking ancient greek when they play this game?”

Annabeth pulled the hair tie around her wrist off with her teeth. “Yup. Hate to break it to you, your boyfriend’s a nerd.”

Nico scowled. “Am not.”

Will pressed a kiss to his forehead. “Oh you totally are.”

“Listen Solace– HA! 9:58!” Nico jumped up and tossed the controller on the floor in victory, flicking off the animated Hades he had just defeated. “Get fucked, dad.”

Will watched him fondly. “Of course you would be good at the greek mythology video game where you get to kill your father.”

Nico dropped back down on the chair and slipped into Will’s side, taking the s’more his boyfriend offered him with a grin. “I’m nothing if not on brand.”

#pjo hoo toa #pjo #nico di angelo #percy jackson #annabeth chase #jason grace #piper mclean #leo valdez #will solace #solangelo

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hawkeyetrained · 1 month

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All Over Him

Dean Winchester x reader (established relationship)

Other Characters: Sam Winchester

Warnings: language (like 1 i think), mention of blood and cuts, stitches

Summary: The boys come back from a hunt injured. Dean gets a little jealous when Sam gets the attention first.

Word Count: 853

Sam, Dean, and I were working a small salt and burn case in a town about three hours from the bunker. “Something easy.” Dean had said when we packed up to go. I was in charge of research this time, needing more time off from hunting due to a messed-up shoulder I got on the last case. Long story short, the witch was stronger than we thought, and I was thrown through a wall, my shoulder taking the entire hit. Dean instantly benched me until I could work without wincing from pain, leading to my curled-up position on the motel bed with the TV on and some random movie playing, even though I was reading my own book, relaxing in my pajamas with one of Dean’s flannels wrapped around me and rolled up to my elbows.

So, when the front door slammed open and two mountains of men came barreling in, both bleeding but one far worse than the other, I was on my feet. “The hell happened?” I half yelled, shutting the door, and throwing my hair into a bun in order to help my boys.

“Damn ghost got the jump on Sam. Took a shard of glass to the shoulder, got hit a few times.” Dean dropped his baby brother onto his bed as I grabbed the first aid kit from my bag.

“Go take a shower so I can see your cuts, De.” I told him, already starting to work on helping Sam. I sat myself beside Sam, pulling his shirt down in order to see the cut on his shoulder from the glass. “Damn Sammy. You’re gonna need stitches.” I quickly grabbed the needle and thread before handing Sam the whisky bottle from the bedside table. “Gonna need it.” Sam took a large swig from the bottle then handed it back, allowing me to pour a little on the wound to clean it.

Sam hissed in pain and his fingers twisted into the back of Dean’s shirt I was wearing. I started the stitching and made sure to be as careful and gentle as possible, keeping the stitches straight and even like my mother had taught me years ago. Dean had come out of the bathroom around the time I had moved to cleaning the cuts on Sam’s face. The older Winchester got dressed in a pair of sleep pants and a simple grey shirt. He had a glare in his eyes that was directed to his little brother and that he didn’t have when they came in.

“Ok.” I finished cleaning the last cut and picked up my trash, being careful to keep all the little pieces of glass in the tissues. “You’re good to go. Be careful with those stitches so you don’t rip one.”

“Thanks.” Sam released his hold on my shirt before he stood and took off for the bathroom to shower. I tossed my trash away then moved over to the other bed with the oldest Winchester laying across from it, favoring one side of his body.

“Dean? Can I look you over?” I asked as I sat down with my supplies.

“Why? You and Sammy looked pretty comfy over there. Sure, you don’t wanna go check on him again?” Dean had a venomous tone to his voice.

“The hell his wrong with you?” I questioned, crossing my arms over my chest. “You never let me check you first. It’s always Sam so I’m used to going to him first. He had glass in his wounds.”

“You didn’t have to be so close to him.” My eyes widened at his words. He was jealous of his little brother. “He didn’t need to be holding you.”

I took this time to gently toss a leg over his hips and sit in his lap. “Dean, baby? Sammy is like the big brother I never had. He was hurting and needed something to ground him.” My hands slid up his chest as I spoke, drawing a sigh from his lips. “Can I check your wounds now?” Dean nodded ever so slightly.

I repeated the process with Dean, getting him to sit and take a drink of whiskey to mask some of the pain that will come from cleaning his wounds. He didn’t let me move more than a few inches in order to get supplies, keeping me in his lap as I cleaned his cuts along his face and then checked the ribs he had been holding. “So, what’s the diagnosis doc? Will I live?” Dean asked as I finally packed away my things.

A smile crossed my lips. “Eh, there’s a possibility, but that all depends.”

“On what?” Dean played along.

“On if you take me out to breakfast tomorrow morning, just you and me.” Dean pulled me down to lay with my head on his chest and his arms around my hips, the blanket resting just above our legs.

“Of course.” He placed a long kiss to my head as Sam re-entered and flicked the lights off for bed. “Love you.”

“Love you too, De.” I snuggled into his side further as sleep engulfed me.

@thetallassgirl @hallecarey1

#dean winchester #dean winchester x reader #dean winchester imagine #supernatural #dean winchester fanfiction #supernatural imagine #spn #spn imagine

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pricesbeltbuckle · 4 months

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This! This as well!! Please!

I know I'm just spamming your asks now.

Forgive me. 😭😭

"Just a one-night stand? Really?" - Ghost/Price

I’m SOOO happy people are spamming my inbox please don’t apologize and I am actually sorry the other owner of this acc with me is swamped with other irl stuff so I’m trying to get to as many as I can <3 I think you wanted Ghost for this but this also suits Price I think!!

Pairing: Ghost x GN! Reader/ Price x Gn! Reader MDNI

Warnings: Mentions of one night stand, other than that fluff.

Price:

You woke up with the most horrific pounding headache and the light from the window did not help. And then you took a good look around... This is NOT your room, it was some random guy's room and you scanned it carefully trying to recall what happened the night before but all you remember is getting really wasted.

You checked your phone and saw a text message from your friend asking if you were okay but you didn’t have the energy to respond and apparently not the muscle to either seeing as you were tangled up in this guy's arms.

You slowly started to try and get up as you slipped out of his arms and walked to put your shoes and jacket on. He started to stir awake and turned to face you.

“We didn’t do anything...Right?” You asked him as You got a good look at his face and Your jaw dropped. He was surely handsome but also seemed like he was older than you.

“Mm well, you did ride me for a while...Otherwise, no nothing else, come back to bed.” He grumbled at you as he opened his arms for you to lay in. “Sir, I don’t even know you-” “You knew me well enough to ride me just come lay down, please. I’ll explain everything later.” He then sat up a little and ended up pulling off your coat as you slipped your shoes off.

“Oh- okay well I guess it couldn’t hurt I have nowhere to be.” You said softly to him as he wrapped his arms around your waist. “Mhm..I don’t want this to just be a one-night thing so we can talk when I fully wake up.” you were shocked to hear that from a man you had just met but you decided not to argue about it and just went back to sleep with him.

Ghost:

You woke up with a slight pain in your legs and a little headache, the room seemingly dark. You checked your phone to see it was 9:12 AM but the room you were in had black curtains so no sun was peeking into the room...Wait…This isn’t your room?

You silently panicked as you turned around to see a broad man's chest in your face and you jumped back a little. “Shit.” You thought to yourself as you tried slipping out of his arms he just clanged tighter as you looked up at him.

“If you’re gonna ask, yes we did have sex. Now stop moving, I'm just trying to cuddle you.” “Sir-?” “We can talk later can’t you just enjoy the moment, cause you seemed to enjoy a whole lot last night..” He interrupted and it shut you up quickly as you looked up to see who the mysterious man telling you this was.

WOW. He looked to have blonde hair and scars on his face with a little face stubble. He was handsome and oddly had a comforting look on his face for a man You had randomly hooked up with. You tried to move up more but your legs were so sore you winced in a bit of pain.

“Ow..” “Hm? Oh. Here let me massage your legs.” He slowly raised you up so he could reach your legs as his calloused hands massaged your soft and tender skin. You felt a lot better no doubt.

“We’re definitely not keeping this as a one-night stand, you’re far beyond too pretty for me to try and let go of.” “I- okay I don’t know what to say, what's even your name-?” “Shh, just let me take care of you, it’s Simon. We’ll talk later.”

AHHH I LOVED WRITING THIS!! Def gonna try and write some more as I'm also in a different state right now but I'm not too busy so I could probably write a lot more, please send in any requests <3!!

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sturnsslut · 18 days

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sleepover - chris sturniolo

a/n : um i usually write on wp so i don’t really know what im doing but here’s this anyways 😭

contains - dom!chris x sub!reader , pet names, teasing, swearing, fingering, slight choking, sneaky

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me and nick sturniolo had been best friends for almost 4 years now , and i had the BIGGEST crush on his brother , chris. of course i would never tell him , but i had a feeling he already sorta knew . ever since i told nick about my crush on chris , he has been teasing me NON STOP about it for almost 2 years. and he's always feeding into my delusions , even tho im trying to get over him.

anyway nick is constantly telling me how chris is always asking when im coming over next, how he's always talking about me , how he's starring at me when im not looking, things like that.

i don't believe any of it, but i wish. anyways i was bored, and it was Saturday so i thought i could call nick to have him come over so we could hangout , because if i saw chris, this whole " getting over him " thing would go right back to stage one. i got out my phone and pulled up nicks contact to invite him to come over , because ill be damned if all a bitch does is watch netflix alone on a saturday night.

iMessage

twin 💗 - nick

me - (you obv) 😭

NICKKK

i miss you sm

can you come over pls

i wanna hangout

twin 💗

TWIN I MISS YOUUU

I would but matt isn't here

so there isn't anyone to drive me

you can come over here thoooo

fuck. i tossed my phone to the side and let out a loud sigh , why can't anything work out in my favor ?? i picked up my phone and texted back nick.

well maybe you should get a license 😒

IM JUST KIDDINGGGG

twin 💗

Shut up bitch

you don't have one either

now come onnn

you can see ur man 😱

i hate you

im omw

twin 💗

😘

i texted my older brother and asked him if he could take me to nicks, which i didn't want to because he was at work and i didnt wanna wait but, oh well. he said he'd take me and so about an hour later he came home and told me he was waiting outside.

i threw on whatever, not really caring considering the fact i thought i was going to be in nicks room the entire time i was there. i put on blue plaid pajama pants and a black crop top with an oversized grey jacket, and some random slippers.

i packed my bag and ran outside, thanking him for the ride. a few minutes later i was at the sturniolos house.

i knocked on the door expecting nick, but of fucking course , it was chris.

" um hey." i said awkwardly, looking down at him.

"hey pretty. nicks in his room" he replied and opened the door further for me to walk in. i brushed past him and accidentally got a little too close. like i touched his dick type of too close.

i heard him groan silently as i walked past, making my way to nicks room.

fast forward a few hours , me and nick were watching a movie when he passed out.

i was gonna go and hangout with matt, but then i remembered he still wasn't back yet from wherever the fuck he was at, so with nothing else to do, i just decided to go to sleep right alongside nick.

i remember randomly waking up around 2AM for no reason but feeling hungry, so i made my way to the kitchen and got a freezer meal or wtv tf

i heat it up in the microwave and while i'm waiting , i decide to just get comfortable and lean on the counter while i scroll on my phone.

i'm about to shut off my phone when i hear something "nick?" i whisper shouted because i was slightly startled by the noise

there was no answer , i just shrug my shoulders and continue scrolling on my phone, when i suddenly feel two warm hands on my waist.

i jumped but not enough to move, i turn around to chris with his hands resting on my waist , looking at me with an indescribable look.

"what..are you doing?" i said flustered, turning my head to look at him , but again not enough to move our bodies any further apart.

"nothing..just can't sleep." he replied

god , his sleepy voice was literally going to make me bust.

" okay.." i say confused and go back to scrolling on my phone. i feel him rest his head on shoulder

" what are you watching "

" just t.." my voice trailed off as i realized i could feel that he had a big ass boner, and he was wearing only sweatpants

i struggled to get my words out because of the situation i was in, so i just ignored the question.

i felt him smirk and her closer to me, him getting more hard the closer he gets, with his hands still on my waist.

"what..you like the way this feels mama?" he says slipping his hands down into the front of my pants, but not fully.

"i.." i could barley speak due to the uncontrollable amount of flips my stomach was doing

"use your words ma." he says getting closer to me, his boner now fully on my ass

i'm gonna bust was literally my thought process. i was nervous, but of course im gonna do what he tells to.

"yea.." i say now slightly arching my back

he turns me to face him, so now im leaning against the counter and facing chris.

he takes one of his hands and guides it up to my face, "do you really."

"yeah" i let out a breathy moan and he smirks leaning closer to me, holy shit. no way this is happening.

he kisses me and i kiss him, he moves his hand down to my neck as we make out, the kiss turns into a sloppy make out, and he picks me up and i wrap my legs around him, he sets me on the counter so im perfectly aligned with his waist, as we're still making out

he starts leaving kisses on my neck and i grab his hair as he does so, leaving a trail of hickeys.

" fuck " i slightly whisper , this felt so good.

he stopped for a moment before placing one hand on my waist and the other in my pants

" you ready ?" i nodded desperately, not being able to use my words because of how badly i needed him.

he stuck two fingers inside of me and i grabbed onto the back of his shirt in pleasure

" damn ma your so wet ..all for me? how long have you been waiting for this mama "

i nodded, physically not being able to speak because of how good his fingers felt inside me.

" use your words. how long. " he demanded , grabbing my chin making me look him in the eyes

i paused, not wanting to me too loud. " damn ma, you like how i touch you that much you can't speak ?"

" t..two years " i struggled to push out those simple words. this man knew what he was doing with his hands.

" come on baby, if you were horny you could've told me. i would've helped you with ease. " he said, stopping for a second

" i didn't think you were into me. " i admitted

" really? i thought it was obvious. everytime you came over to see nick i would get hard just looking at you..i've been waiting for this moment a while to ma. "

he moved his fingers in and out of me again without warning, and i moaned a little too loud.

"watch your volume pretty girl..i'd hate for me to have to stop cause you couldn't control yourself "

i nodded agreeably, and trust me when i listened. i'd waited for this moment almost 2 years , i wasn't gonna let anything ruin it.

his fingers continued to move in and out of me at a rapid pace for another 2 minutes , and i felt myself start to get close

"chris...i'm close" that's when he took his fingers out of me and i caught my breath for a moment.

he took his dick out of his pants and it sprung out instantly. when i looked down, my jaw dropped.

he was easily a good 9 inches, and that was just a guess. i'm so screwed.

he stroked himself and laughed when he saw the look of surprise on my face. " what ? all your other little boyfriends had a small cock ?" he teased

i pulled my pants down further so chris had easier access. he got closer, until our noses were basically touching. "you ready ma" i nodded eagerly , because of how close we were, i felt his cock literally in between my thighs. " yes, yes i am just please fuck me " he smirked and put one of his hands on my waist , the other holding his dick. "you sure?" he asked me again, me giving the same answer.

and with that, he shoved in only 7 inches , just to see if i could take him or not. i gasped but covered my mouth because i remember what he said about keeping quiet.

" good girl " he smirked at me again, then shoving the entire 9 inches in me. i put my hands under his shirt, leaving scratches all down his back

" fuck mama..your so tight" he said pausing in between sentences

i could barley speak, but i wanted more. i managed to get two words out , "faster..please" i begged

" more already? alright ma..."

he thrusted in and out of me even faster than before, about a minute goes by before i felt that knot build up in my stomach.

" chris.." i paused before my next sentence, remembering that i had to be quiet "im close."

" not yet pretty girl.. please- mmm fuck you feel so good. "

i giggled slightly, before telling him how we should switch positions if he didn't want me to finish so soon.

" you got it mama. " and with that, he took me off of the counter and set me down, bending me over the counter instead.

he grabs my hips and lines me up, " you ready? you know i just gotta ask" he asks

i could feel his tip touching me, he was definitely teasing. well if he wants to tease..i can do it to.

"hm not yet..i need to catch my breath" i teased and move my waist slightly, feeling his tip against me

" how bout now?" he asks eagerly

"i don't know .." i answer, he's like a needy child , how cute

" mama please ..i need you so bad. "

" im ready " and with that he slams his entire 9 inch dick inside of me , going faster than before

" you think it's funny for you to tease me ? is it because you know you take me so well ?"

his sleepy voice..fuck.

" fuck..sorry" i say , i couldn't even think cause he was fucking me so good.

he grabbed my neck from behind and thrusted faster , that's when i knew i was close.

" chris , i cant ..im gonna-" im cut off by my release , letting it all go , and man i came hard.

" im almost there ma...in or out"

i mean, i was on the pill. " in , cum inside me please."

" mm..you got it pretty " he releases , and i feel his warm cum inside me , best feeling ever btw.

now we're both just leaning against the counter , heavy breathing, sweaty, looking at each other " you took me so good mama."

this man was really tryna make me nut for a 2nd time huh..i grabbed the food id forgotten about out of the microwave and made my way back to nicks room.

" goodnight chris. " i say with a smirk " goodnight ma." he says smirking back at me

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a/n: umm !! don’t know if i like this but i have something coming soon for the matt girlies 🤗

#chris sturniolo #sturniolo smut #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo x reader #sturniolos #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #smut #christopher sturniolo #x reader #sneaky #chris x reader #chris sturniolo x reader #smut writing

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bangtanflirt · 1 year

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Wait, Little Rabbit! (Part 1)

fluff, angst, future smut

Bunny Hybrid (Fem) Reader x Human Seokjin x Dog Hybrids Jimin and Hoseok x Cat Hybrid Yoongi x Wolf Hybrids Namjoon, Taehyung, & Jungkook

There will be lots of smut in future chapters so the whole series is 18+, minors dni.

Part 1 > Part 2

Summary: You, a meek little bunny hybrid, find family amongst six predator hybrids and their lovely human caretaker.

Warnings: bruises and a cut, Joon is prejudiced against prey hybrids, fear, loss of consciousness, mentions of abandonment and minor character dying of old age, mentions of bullying

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“Why is she so scared hyung?”

The younger dog hybrid is pawing at your thigh gently before the older one holds him back.

“She’s a bunny hybrid Chim. Of course she’ll be scared of two random dog hybrids ambushing her. Let’s give the frightened bun some space.”

As always, Jimin listens obediently to his Hobi hyung.

“Go call Seokjin hyung and tell him to bring the first aid kit.”

Jimin runs off into the house while Hoseok eyes the bruises on your arms and legs, as well as the cut on your brow that has dried blood surrounding it. He’s keeping a distance and avoiding any fast movements in an attempt to not spook you. He knows you would be limping off already if you hadn’t backed yourself into the corner of their backyard. God knows how you even got yourself over the fence, but it’s evident you were running away from something or someone. He’s just glad Jimin called him over at the right time.

There are two pairs of footsteps running towards you, one being Jimin. You make out the appearance of another figure through your teary eyes, this time a human.

“Jin hyung, please help her” Jimin pleads, eyes filled with worry the more he looks at you.

The wide-shouldered blonde squats down to be eye-level with you. He doesn’t say anything, just flashes you a kind smile and holds out a hand with fresh lettuce. Your face contorts into a mix of worry and desire, causing a war to take place inside your mind. In a risky but desperate move, you snatch the head of lettuce from the man and consume it like it’s your last meal. The lettuce is enough to distract you while the man gently tends to the cut on your brow. After he’s done a satisfying job, he leans back and finally speaks.

“Can I take you inside little bun? You need to rest.”

You’re still terrified, but you’ll take any option that avoids the hybrid control van you were running from, so you give a meek nod. Jin wastes no time in scooping you up and carrying you indoors, the two dog hybrids following closely behind. You’re carefully placed on a sofa in the living room, and nothing could have prepared you for the sight: a total of seven faces staring down at you, crowding around the sofa in both worry and curiosity. Aside from the human and two dog hybrids, you see a cat hybrid and…three wolf hybrids?!

You jump up immediately, cutting through the men and scrambling to find the exit.

“Wait wait! Relax bun, no one’s gonna hurt you!” Seokjin tries his best at communicating, but you’re too out of it to register his words. In a haze of confusion, you can’t find the door to leave and end up locking yourself into a bathroom instead. Your heartbeat is the loudest thing in the room, but you can also hear the arguing on the other side of the door.

“I told you guys to stay in your room!” You hear Jin scold.

“But the dogs went up to her and we felt left out” pouts an unknown voice.

“I can’t say I’m surprised by you and Taehyung running out, Kook. What I don’t get is why Namjoon both allowed and joined in! Your supposed to be responsible as their Alpha, Joon!”

“Why are you yelling at us over some random rabbit, hyung? Who cares if she’s scared. She’s a rabbit hybrid—when are they not scared? She’s basically at the bottom of the food chain.” The low voice paired with a slight growl has you even more on edge.

“Joon, watch it.”

There’s a pregnant pause on both sides of the door, until a loud thud from your side breaks it. Jungkook wastes no time kicking in the door, revealing your passed out form on the bathroom floor.

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You wake up to Seokjin by your side. Presumably, you are in his bedroom. Hoseok is sitting patiently next to him, watching the human with stars in his eyes.

Hoseok is the first to notice that you’re awake, “Hey bun! Are you feeling any better?”

Seokjin’s eyes dart up from his phone and straight to you, concern etched on every feature of his breathtakingly handsome face.

All you can do is hesitantly nod. You do, however, speak out to ask about the most pressing thing on your mind.

“W-where are the wolves?” Your question is punctuated by the way you bring the covers up higher to cover half of your face.

“They are in their rooms, and they will not be coming anywhere near you until you’re ready.” Jin’s voice is firm and helps you believe his words, but lingering doubts still eat at you.

Seokjin has to leave to check on the others, entrusting your company to Hoseok. Normally, a dog hybrid would make you jittery, but you conclude that Hoseok and Jimin would’ve already hurt you in the backyard if they wanted to. Hoseok’s warm aura further helps his case. He’s constantly asking for updates on how you feel, shoving saltine crackers into your hands, and nagging you until you chug down at least two water bottles. Hoseok’s mouth forms into a surprised ‘o’ at how you hold onto his hand at the sound of the bedroom door opening. You swiftly let go once you realize it’s Jimin.

The younger dog hybrid walks in slowly, but gains confidence when noticing that you’re not scared out of your mind. Instead, you’re looking at him with the same curiosity he looks at you with. Next thing you know, the hybrid is under the covers next to you. You watch Hoseok and him exchange playful looks.

“Hi bun, glad you’re okay.”

“Hi.”

“I’m Jimin and that’s Hoseok—but we call him Hobi. What’s your name?”

“Y/N.”

“Such a cute name” Hoseok chimes in.

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The next two weeks are spent with you recuperating in Seokjin’s room, with only him and the dog hybrids around you. Nights are spent with you sleeping on one side of the king-sized bed and Jin on the other, keeping a gentlemanly distance and a watchful eye. Hobi and Jimin sleep soundly at Jin’s feet. Jin jokes of how giving the dog hybrids their own room is the most useless idea he’s ever had. In the morning, Hoseok brings you trays of various fruits and veggies—each time exclaiming how he prepared the breakfast himself and how sad he’ll be if you don’t finish your plate. The statement is ironic considering how you leap up for the food every time.

Days go by with the three men both entertaining and doting on you. Everything seems lovely, except the overwhelming anxiety of knowing that three wolf hybrids could come in and rip your throat out at any minute—hell, you’re even scared of the unfamiliar cat hybrid coming in.

Your anxieties come to a head on a Thursday night; your throat is itching uncontrollably and you can’t find any water in sight. Not wanting to bother anyone by waking them up, you decide to tip-toe your way to the kitchen yourself. Surely, no one will bother you in the middle of night, right?

It’s your first time outside of Jin’s room since the day you were brought in. Unlike the bedroom, which grew to feel familiar and safe, the rest of the house still feels like foreign land. You pour yourself a glass and feel at ease once the itch dies down. Just as you place the glass in the sink, your prey instincts go into overdrive and you can tell a predator is right behind you. Please let it be the cat, please let it be the cat.

Nope. You’re face-to-face with two glowing wolf eyes.

Just as you’re about to scream, the wolf covers your mouth with one big hand.

“Shh, you’ll wake up the whole house!” He says in a pout. His tone is nowhere as threatening as his wolf eyes or stature. “I’m not going to hurt you. I couldn’t sleep and I heard footsteps, so I came out. Can we please have a normal conversation without you looking like I’m going to eat you?”

It’s only when you nod that he uncovers your mouth.

“I’m Jungkook” he extends a hand out.

“Y/N,” you reply, but don’t meet his hand. He lets out a whiny sigh at your rejection.

“I just want to say, Y/N, that I’m sorry about what happened the day you got here. We should’ve been more careful as wolf hybrids. But please know that things here are not the same as things in the wild; you aren’t prey when you’re with us.”

You want to believe him. You want to be wrapped up in this fantasy where you’re not a prey hybrid, destined to look over your shoulder every five minutes. You almost buy into it, but then you remember the first night.

“T-that’s not what your Alpha t-thinks. I heard the fight before I passed out that night.”

Jungkook’s features soften at the pitiful tone of your voice.

“Namjoon hyung will come around, don’t worry bun. He talks big but he’s harmless unless you’re an actual threat to the pack, which you most definitely are not. Just give him the chance to warm up. In the meantime, I’ll look out for you, so please come out to the living room every once in a while.”

You feel like your ears are being deceived, because there’s no way a wolf hybrid just said he’d look out for you.

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It’s the middle of your third week here that the bedroom starts feeling a little claustrophobic. Your conversation with Jungkook constantly replays in your mind as you try to gage whether it’s okay to go out. In a cataclysmically big and naïve leap of faith, you open the door.

It’s evening time and everyone’s bustling around the living room and kitchen—except for the cat hybrid that is curled up and sleeping on the sofa. Jin is preparing dinner while the dog hybrids are fetching him whatever ingredients he needs. Jungkook is watching dinner be made, sitting beside the two other wolves who seem deep in conversation.

Everything freezes when they realize you’ve come out.

“C-can I join?”

Jin immediately nods a yes, face unable to hide his glee. At first he tells you to sit by the sleeping cat, but is shocked when you take the seat Jungkook offers you instead. Everyone’s bewildered by your choice—Jungkook and yourself included. Nonetheless, you prop yourself on the stool next to the only wolf you know and do your best to hide how much your shaking. Every hybrid in the room can clearly smell your fear though.

“You smell delicious”

“Tae” Jungkook sends a clear warning, causing the silver-haired wolf to raise his arms up in defeat.

“I’m kidding!” He says with a roll of his eyes. His focus is then shifted entirely to you. “I’m Taehyung, nice to meet you.”

You force a tight lipped smile and a response of your name, clearly uncomfortable by the situation. You wonder if it’s too late to retreat back into the bedroom.

“Don’t stress about this one, Y/N. Taehyung jokes around, but he’s the sweetest wolf hybrid you’ll ever come across.”

You mull over Hoseok’s statement, finding it hard to believe considering that Jungkook is already the sweetest wolf hybrid you’ve ever encountered. You doubt Taehyung is nicer than him. Your eyes wander to the man besides Taehyung, who—by process of elimination—must be the Alpha, Namjoon. His domineering presence definitely screams Alpha, alright. The brief moment where his gaze meets yours has you feeling as if you’re being burned alive. You break the eye contact immediately, choosing to focus on literally anything else.

“Dinner’s almost done. Taehyung-ah, go wake up Yoongi.”

The wolf gets up and makes his way over to the balled up cat—or Yoongi, as he’s known. The sight amuses you: a wolf hybrid tentatively trying to wake up a cat hybrid. The cat wakes up and gives Taehyung a nasty stare, causing the wolf visible distress. This is not the dynamic you see in the wild, for sure.

Yoongi stretches out fully, yawning and taking his sweet time before noticing the elephant—or rather, bunny—in the room. He quirks up a brow, but aside from that, his face remains stoic as he maneuvers around you to help set the table. You’re aching to help them as well, but it’s hard when everyone else already knows where everything is and what they should be doing.

Dinner is simple yet delicious: chicken and potatoes seasoned with just the right amount of spice to have everyone at the table praising the human chef. For you, it’s potatoes and mac and cheese, as to keep in line with your vegetarian rabbit-diet. You’re sitting between Hoseok and Jin, who are the most eager to spark up conversation with you, asking you about your preferences in food and other random trivia. Jimin encourages you to keep talking every time you fumble over your words or stutter, and Jungkook keeps a protective gaze like he promised. Taehyung and Yoongi seem generally disinterested in your existence, and Namjoon’s just straight-up ignoring you altogether.

That is until Seokjin asks what brought you to their backyard in the first place.

“I was running from a Hybrid Control van.” Your voice comes out softer than normal.

“You don’t seem like a wild bun, did you run away from somewhere?” Jin tries his best to prod gently, not wanting to cause you more distress.

“I used to live with an elderly woman before she passed away. Her kids dumped me on some random street corner, so I’ve just been trying to get by for the past few months.”

“And the cuts and bruises?”

“Some neighborhood kids..kept trying to make me do tricks but I didn’t know how, so they started hitting me. I was running away from them and then the van started chasing me.”

“You just let them hit you? That’s when you throw a couple punches and claw their eyes out.” It’s the first time Yoongi’s ever spoken to you, and the condescending look he gives makes you want to crawl into a hole.

“Not every hybrid is like you, Yoongi” Hoseok speaks admonishingly, “I think it’s very impressive that a prey hybrid managed to escape. She’s a tough one.” Hoseok doesn’t miss the little smile you throw his way.

Namjoon scoffs from the other side of the table, all eyes now turned on him.

“’Tough’ and ‘prey hybrid’ together in a sentence is hilarious.”

“Kim Namjoon, behave. Just because you’re the Alpha of your pack does not mean you have the right to disrespect whom I bring to my house.” Jin’s harsh tone has you on the verge of tears, and you’re not even the one being scolded. Hoseok reaches for your hand under the table, rubbing your palm to try to soothe you.

“She doesn’t belong here, Jin. The rest of us might be different from each other, but we’re all predator hybrids. We get each other and we have the same instincts. But her? She looks like she’s going to drop dead if one of us breathes too loudly—not to mention how she reeks of fear. She’s ruining the whole mood.”

Unlike the threatening but calm voice Jin has up this point, the human begins to raise his voice.

“Then why does everyone else seem to be okay? Why does it seem like you are the one ruining the mood?”

Even the Alpha wolf is taken aback at the raised voice, opting to throw a low snarl your way and retreat to his room—meal only half eaten.

The rest of dinner is tense and silent, with only sounds of silverware hitting plates.

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Hoseok and Jimin sandwich you between them on Jin’s bed while the bed’s owner is taking his nightly shower. You keep telling them that you’re fine and the events of dinner didn’t phase you too much, but they see right through your lies. The two keep you close, assuring you that things will get better.

When Jin comes out, he’s met with Jimin’s puppydog eyes on full display,

“Y/N can stay with us permanently, right hyung?”

The question throws you off. You hadn’t considered any of them would want you there permanently.

“If she wants, she’s more than welcome.” He says it as if it’s the most matter-of-fact-obvious thing in the world.

“Really? Even with everything that happened at dinner?”

“Of course. I’ve never turned away a hybrid that needs a home, and I won’t start now. Give it time and you’ll fit right in, I promise.” You’re sure you’ll see angel wings sprouting from the back of those wide shoulders at some point. The sheer amount of luck it took for you to choose that specific fence to hop into this specific house’s backyard—yeah you were a lucky one, alright.

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A/N: Thank you for reading! Reblogs and comments are always loved and appreciated. Have a lovely day 😘

#bts hybrid au #bts hybrid x reader #poly ot7 #ot7 x reader #hybrid jungkook #hybrid jimin #hybrid taehyung #hybrid namjoon #hybrid yoongi #hybrid hoseok #caretaker seokjin #bts fluff #bts angst

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fetusharryluvr · 1 year

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knight in shining armour

in which a single mother moves in three doors down from harry, and her two year-old finds herself outside his flat…

Harry fumbled with the keys after locking the front door to his flat, shoving them into his pocket. Whilst humming some random tune that, if you asked him where he’d heard it, he wouldn’t be able to tell you, he turned around, stopping in his tracks when he was met with a strange sight. A little girl standing all alone in the hallway. Well, ‘little girl’ may be a bit of an overstatement, she couldn’t have been any older than two.

He crouched down so he was more at her level, giving her a warm smile, “Hello, little lady.”

The 2ft child sniffled, rubbing her nose with one hand and giving Harry a small wave with the other.

“Where’s your mummy, love? She must be worried sick.” He felt a bit silly asking her, nor did he expect her to tell him, but what else do you ask a toddler wondering about on their own?

She pouted. Her little lip started to quiver, and she looked up at the man with sad, puppy dog eyes.

“Hey, it’s alright.” He soothed. He stretched out his tattooed arms, picking up the girl and propping her up on his side. “It’s okay, bubs, we’re gonna find your mummy.”

He carried her around, trying to work out where she could have possibly come from. The little light bulb inside his head lit up when saw the door to flat 106 was slightly open. Despite that, Harry didn’t want to intrude into your home, so he lightly knocked three times.

It took a couple of minutes for you to open the door, and when you did, your face fell, eyes widening at the sight of your daughter in the arms of a stranger.

Harry could clearly see how worried and confused you were, which why he was quick to jump in and explain. “She was wandering outside my flat. I saw your door was open and I assumed she’d gotten out. Uh, I live three doors down - flat 109.”

“Oh my god,” Your voice was shaky, as if you were on the verge of tears. The brunette loosened his grip on the toddler, allowing you to take her from him and hug her tightly, her little arms wrapping around your neck. “I’m so sorry. I was too focused on the washing up— I must’ve left the door open— I didn’t realise she got out.”

Harry simply nodded his head and smiled. He didn’t quite understand why you were apologising to him. You had nothing to apologise to him for. “She’s adorable.” He stated, unable to pull his eyes away from the little angel.

Just as intended, his words brought a bright beam to your face. “Well, I definitely think so, but I suppose I’m biased.”

“I’m Harry, by the way.”

“Y/N.” You informed him. “An’ this is Noelle.”

Now he could see the both of you side-by-side, Harry realised just how similar you and Noelle looked. She was like a mini you, and, my god, you were gorgeous.

“Do you wanna come in for a coffee?” You offered, “As a thank you.”

“Yeah, I’d love to.” He smiled, and you were secretly relieved. You couldn’t thank him enough.

Harry followed you inside, shutting the front door behind him. He looked around in reverence. For such a small flat, you kept it unbelievably tidy, especially considering you were the mother of a toddler. The rug by the sofa was spotless, with a plastic container full of toys in the corner of the room, and a rather empty bookshelf in the other corner - which consisted of a small collection of Paddington Bear books stacked in alphabetical order, and a couple of true crime novels.

“You’ve got a lovely place.” He observed.

“Thank you. It’s not ideal, but it’s got the extra room for Elle.”

Whilst you hovered around the kitchen counter to make coffee, Harry sat himself down at the table, making faces at the little girl in the high chair opposite him. “Have you lived here long?” He asks, “‘S just I haven’t seen you around before.”

You grabbed two mugs out from the cupboard, “We moved in two weeks ago. The rent on my old place was gettin’ too expensive. Plus, Elle was getting too big to be sharing a room with me.” You heard her laughing, prompting you to turn around. Harry was playing a game of peek-a-boo with her, causing her little lips to turn up in a wide smile. “She likes you.”

“Yeah?” He peers over his shoulder at you with an endearing grin.

“Yeah.” You nod, returning the expression. “She’s normally not great with strangers, but that’s probably the most I’ve seen her smile in a long time.”

He turned back around, continuing his string of goofy faces. “Well, she’s got a beautiful smile. Just like her mum.”

You bent down and opened the door to the fridge, hissing out a quick, “Shit.” Under your breath.

“Are you okay?” Harry asked, concerned.

“We’re out of milk. I’m so sorry.” You sighed, rubbing your temple. It was clear in your tone that you were embarrassed.

Much to your surprise, Harry wasn’t mad. Far from it, in fact. “It’s okay.” He softly assured you.

You shook your head, beginning to feel another headache coming on, something that tended to happen when you didn’t get enough sleep. “No. No, it’s not. I should’ve checked— I could’ve sworn I had at least half the carton left—”

“Y/N.” Harry calmly cut you off, “Really, it’s okay. I don’t mind.”

“I’ll pay you back somehow.” You assured him. “I promise.”

“You don’t have to do that.”

“I want to.” You nodded, not wanting to take no for an answer. “I can’t thank you enough for bringing her back, I dread to think what would’ve happened if—” You couldn’t finish the sentence, but the look on Harry’s face told you that you didn’t need to. “You’re our knight in shining armour.”

You visibly cringed the second the words left your mouth, “Sorry,” you laughed. “Been reading too many fairytale stories.”

His cheeks flushed red. “No, I like it.” He breathed out a chuckle, whilst Noelle wrapped her hand around his forefinger. “I’m always happy to help a little damsel in distress.”

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yelenasdiary · 5 months

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Caught Off-Guard

Pairing: Florence Pugh X Fem! Reader.

Summary: You help Florence escape a large crowd of over-the-top fans

Word count:

Warnings: Mentions of anxiety

Type: Fluff & Angst

AC: This is a request from my old blog!

You were enjoying your morning coffee at your one of your many favourite cafés in downtown LA when you heard a commotion of squeals and crying. You looked up from the newspaper that was provided by the café and saw quite a large group of people surrounding a young blonde female. It wasn’t rare for celebrities to be spotted in and around downtown LA. You tried to ignore the situation thinking whoever the celebrity was would have a bodyguard to help them if needed.

“Guys, please, you need to take a step back!” you heard a distressed voice come from the large group of mixed ages. “Florence please can we take a selfie” you heard another voice. You looked around for a big tough older guy but you couldn’t see any. You watched with a frown as the crowd refused to listen to the woman caught in the middle of the commotion. “Guys, I’m begging you, I will take photos with you all but I really need you just give me some space for a moment” the woman pleaded with the crowd as she tried to push through. You placed some money into your bill sip as you stood from your chair and approached the crowd, standing back slightly. “Guys, she said give her space!” you spoke over the crowd who didn’t listen.

You stepped closer to the crowd, enough so you could see Florence trying to be freed from the fans around her, her eyes spoke a thousand words as you made eye contact with her. You reached your hand out to her for her to take it, at first she was hesitant but you gave her a soft nod to say you were a safe person. She gripped your hand tightly as you carefully pulled her out from the middle of the crowd. “Follow me” you spoke as her grip tightened when fans started to follow the both of you.

Walking fast enough to be a run, you lead Florence into a mall with the idea to hopefully loose the crowd within an even bigger crowd. She didn’t speak, she just wanted to get away. The two of you pushed through the large shopping mall, already losing some of the crowd as you looked behind you. Florence looked tired and slightly angry, you decided that maybe you could hide out in a random store for a moment, walking into an old ladies clothing store without realising. “How can I help you both today?” the store worker approached you both, “oh we just need to hide out for a moment if that’s okay” you replied, looking around for somewhere for Florence to hide behind. “I’m sorry, I’m going to have to ask you to leave. This isn’t a playground” the worker replied. You rolled your eyes hard at her, “Seriously?!?” you questioned with an annoyed tone. “Please leave before I call security” she spoke once more.

“THERE SHE IS!!” you heard a fan yell. “Don’t worry about it!” you snapped to the worker as you and Florence fled the store. “Where are we going?” Florence finally spoke, you turned to her quickly as you both hurried to the other side of the shopping mall. “I’m parked on the other side of the mall; do you mind if I just drive you away from all this?” you asked. “Please!” she spoke as she heard more people calling her name. You rushed the both of you to your car, quickly unlocking it as Florence jumped into the passenger seat. “I think we have a different problem” Florence spoke as she noticed you’d been boxed in. “Shit!” you mumbled as you saw the long line of traffic behind you. “There’s no way anybody is gonna let us pull out” you spoke with frustration. Florence looked in the review mirror and tapped your arm lightly as you looked in her direction.

“Where’d she go?!” you heard voice coming up behind the car. You and Florence quickly drew the seats back to a lying position and waited for the crowd of young fans to lose hope in finding her. The car was silent for a while as you both watched as people ran pass your car, you watched as a Florence sighed with frustration before she brushed the lose hair out of her face. “Are you okay?” you asked softly. Florence shook her head as tears fell from her eyes. “Today has just been the worse, I woke up in a crappy mood and I thought maybe doing some shopping might lift my spirits, I guess not” she replied. “I’m sorry you had to deal with that, that was not fair on you at all” you spoke, unsure how to comfort the young celebrity.

“Thank you for what you did, you didn’t have to do that, but you did and I appreciate that a lot” she turned her attention from the roof to you. “You’re welcome” you gave her a soft smile. “I think it’s clear now, if you want I can walk with you back to your car?” you added. “If it’s okay, I’d like to just wait a little while longer. I..i just need to gather my thoughts” Florence replied, wiping the tears from her cheek. “Of course, take as long as you need. I’m here if you’d like to talk. I won’t be offended if you don’t want to talk either, I mean, you have no idea who I am” you spoke.

“I know you’re kind enough to stop whatever it was you were doing to help a complete stranger” Florence looked deep into your eyes. Her eyes sparkled ever so slightly as the evening sun glared through the window of your car. “It’s what anybody would’ve done” you replied to causing Florence to shake her head.

“Not anybody. That crowd had been following me for blocks before you helped. Many people walked by and watched but only one person stopped to help, that was you. You’re not just anybody” Florence explained. “I’ve never been in such a position, please don’t get me wrong, I love my fans! They do the most for me, I wouldn’t be where I am today without them and I can’t blame them for getting excited at the chance to meet me or anybody else they support” she continued.

“But that doesn’t give them the right to do that back there” you interrupted.

“It’s not their fault that their emotions got the better of them” Florence tried to justify the situation.

“Flo…rence” you spoke unsure if you could call her by the popular nickname, “you asked them to step back, you begged them to give you a bit of space and they completely ignored you. They only cared for that few seconds of bliss to snap a photo with you for their snapchat stories. They didn’t care about your wellbeing in that moment. Fans or not, they didn’t respect your wishes. That is purely on them and it’s okay for you to be mad at that. Shit, I would be” you added.

Florence kept her eye contact with you while she slightly nodded. “I guess you’re right” she spoke with a hint of disappointment.

“Being disappointed at your fans is okay. I think too many celebrities let things like this slide. I mean, I’m a fan of your work, I absolutely think you smash every role out of the park, but I could never be so selfish and make you feel uncomfortable like you were” You slowly adjusted your seat to its normal position. “You are a normal human being, just like me, just like that old guy crossing the road, the difference is, you are on tv, we are not. You have every right to feel whatever you may currently be feeling, and you can stay inside my car for as long as you need. Just as long as when you do leave, you feel safe and comfortable.” You added.

“Wow, you have really strong views on this topic, don’t you?” Florence questioned as she stayed lying down.

“I see celebrities almost every day, I mean, look where we are. Downtown LA. I couldn’t tell you the number of times I’ve seen a Kardashian or paparazzi waiting outside one of these high branded stores. I guess it just ticks me off knowing I can walk these streets unbothered while others can’t”

“I should’ve come with a bodyguard, that was my fault”

“Even still, you should always feel you are able to shop, get coffee or go for a walk without being hounded like that” you watched as traffic drove pass your parked car, Florence slowly adjusting the passenger seat to it’s normal position. “I understand you all pay that price and I’m sorry if you felt like I was attacking you just now, I sometimes get too into my thoughts and opinions” you spoke, playing with the finger on your middle finger.

“Don’t apologise, I respect your thoughts and you are right. We shouldn’t have to deal with half the bullshit we do but once again, you’re right. It’s a price we pay, and it sucks sometimes but then I get to meet fans like you, who are calm, collected and treat us like the humans we are. I thank you for that, you keep us sane, especially at times like this” Florence replied as you felt her hand rest on your right shoulder. “What’s your name?” she asked.

“Y/n” you replied looking up at her, she smiled at you. Once again, her eyes sparkling like diamonds do in the right lighting. “Would it be okay if I could get a lift home?” she asked kindly, you nodded, “only if you’re okay with that. If you’re not, I am happy to drop you off somewhere close to your home” you replied.

“Y/n, please, take me home”

All you did was nod once more, turning your car on. Florence gave you directions to her house as you followed them, careful of the busy traffic that flooded the streets. It was about a 30-minute drive, mostly because of the traffic but also because you took a few wrong turns which caused Florence to laugh. “This is the one” she spoke as you pulled up to the gates. “Well, I apologise for the wrong turns” you chuckle, “I hope you feel better and again, I’m really sorry for how bad today was for you” you added as you looked at Florence. “In the strangest way, I had a really fun time. Are you doing anything now?” she replied. You were slightly confused about her comment on having a fun time but you shook it off. “I’ll just head home and shower or something” you replied.

A smile quickly grew on Florence’s face “Did you want to come in?” she offered which shocked you. “Oh, I wouldn’t want to intrude or anything, it’s okay” you replied. “Please, it’s just me and my Billie girl and I’d like to make dinner for you, a thank you for saving me today” she gave you convincing eyes, “I won’t take no for an answer” she smirked. Refreshing your lips before giving Florence a smile, “sure, I don’t see why not” you replied.

“Goodie, let’s go!”

#florence pugh #florence pugh x reader #fanfiction

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dean-a-mean-tae · 4 months

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Nicholas Ross' Iconic Moments | Stray Kids Extra Member

He’s an icon. He’s a legend, and he is the moment. Nicholas Ross. An unintentionally funny man with a very random sense of humor.

WARNINGS: Jokingly talking about putting a puppy(Seungmin) down, sweaty Hyunjin hugs, mention of a Haunted house, I don't know if you'll get embarrassed from the chaos that is Stray Kids but they're clumsy, mention of a strip club, I don't know what else.

(@cafekitsune made the dividers) | Nicholas Master list | This was originally gonna be called Iconic Quotes, which is why some are in bold.

The camera panned to Nicholas in Stray Kids' dressing room. He was napping across the floor with Felix on his chest. The other members were spread across the room, while Chan went with the staff to get everyone food.

Nicholas opened his eyes and screamed, scaring Felix awake. Above him was a grinning Seungmin.

"Where do you keep spawning from?" Nicholas deadpanned as he sat up.

"Please calm down. I don't feel like putting a puppy down," Nicholas said. Seungmin was jumping up and down while hugging the older boy.

"Not today, Satan!" Nicholas screamed as he ran out of the haunted house. Running behind him was a screaming Hyunjin and a laughing Minho.

Nicholas sat next to Jisung on the couch. They watched Hyunjin and Jeongin fight on the floor. Jisung bet that Jeongin would win, while Nicholas bet that someone would interrupt them.

Shortly after the bets were made, Chan stood over the wrestling boys. "What are you two doing?"

They stopped, and Jisung handed Nicholas, who was grinning, his soda. Jeongin yanked Chan down, and Hyunjin helped the youngest tackle him to the floor.

"It's official," Nicholas hummed. Jisung looked over in question. "Questions will get you hurt."

A giant pillow flew across the room and smacked Nicholas on his head. He fell off his seat and onto the floor with a loud plop.

Slowly sitting up, Nicholas made eye contact with a panicking Changbin. He grinned, "Oh, I see. You have chosen death."

Everyone was outside for a challenge. Nicholas held a bag of different vegetables while Minho marked things off their ingredients list. Jeongin sat in front of them with a giant bowl in his hands.

SPLAT!

Jeongin looked up. Minho was looking at Nicholas with wide eyes. The bag had ripped open, and all the vegetables had fallen on the floor. A tomato had busted open as soon as it hit the concrete. Fortunately, everything else was fine.

"Get the groceries!" Nicholas screamed as he chased four bell peppers rolling down the small hill.

"Uh oh," Nicholas whispered.

It was like dominos. Hyunjin tripped over Changbin's body and fell into Seungmin, who fell on Felix, who grabbed Jeongin, who clutched Minho, who fell on him. Everyone collapsed onto the floor.

Chan, who stood next to Nicholas, sighed. "Are you guys okay?"

"I wouldn't be surprised if any of you broke a bone," Nicholas chuckled, scooping a piece of peach into his mouth.

"We don't have time for your sad feelings things. It's your turn," A staff member grumbled at Nicholas.

"Respectfully, I don't like you," Nicholas glared at the male staff member.

"I say this with as much respect as possible. *says something disrespectful*"

I can't think of a scenario off the top of my head, but I think Nicholas is unintentionally ruthless.

Everyone was goofing around on stage. Nicholas stood near the front with Felix on his back and Hyunjin leaning against his arm. Jeongin was sitting on the floor next to Nicholas, leaning against his legs.

Meanwhile, Seungmin, Minho, Changbin, and Jisung had decided to gang up on Chan. While Changbin and Seungmin were poking at Chan. Minho and Jisung were lifting his shirt off his body.

STAY's screaming alerted the group upfront of the chaos behind them.

"Last I checked, this is not a strip club!" Nicholas shouted. "Put your shirt back on!"

After watching Jisung test if bananas were slippery, Nicholas sat on the couch with a laughing Changbin. He didn't know if he wanted to join the laugh or feel sorry for Jisung.

Nicholas sat there with his :[ face. A grinning Chan sat next to him and started poking his face.

"Can you please not?" Nicholas grumbled as he side-eyed his leader.

"Got me some chips," Nicholas said. The camera was zoomed in on his eyeball. After a quiet chuckle, Nicholas finally zoomed out. "No, you can't have any."

One of Nicholas' favorite things to film was behind-the-scenes clips. Giving people a glimpse of the chaos that went behind their projects always made Nicholas happy.

What he didn't love was when the most sweatyest member, Hyunjin, tried hugging him.

"Please take a shower," Nicholas huffed, softly shoving Hyunjin off him. He hated sweaty hugs, but he hated hurting Hyunjin more.

Nicholas Ross Master List

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radiance1 · 11 months

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Prompt idea: inmortal teen looking Danny, jumping across different dimensions he lands in DC. He quickly become annoyed because the native heroes won't stop trying to adopt him.

Oh and it take some years to Danny to jump to another dimension

*Cracks knuckles*

Alright so this is extremely, very, late. But it shall be DONE!

So, let us start with some BACKGROUND.

Danny is an immortal teen, yes? So then, Danny has outlived every mortal he knows, as in Jack, Maddie, Sam, Tucker, Jazz, everyone.

So when the last person he loved and cared for died (your pick as to whom), he went into the ghost zone to explore to hopefully forget all the pain. He explored the zone, stopping by some of the ghosts he knows before finding a portal, to which he just says fuck it and dives in.

At first he didn't know where he was, but with some digging he came to the conclusion that it's a different dimension and is like neat. So he explores a lil, meets some people, drinks and eats some food.

Y'know, the usual tourist stuff.

So after a few years he had his fill of this new dimension, seeing everything there is to see and all. So he left, finding a conveniently open portal and then goes on to the next.

And the next.

Until one portal, like any other. He pops into a new dimension and expects it to be like all the others, he already had things going on his mind about what it would be.

Perhaps old timey? Maybe Prehistoric even? Oooo, maybe it would be futuristic, those are always fun.

Except it was none of that, in this dimension people have powers and superheroes are actually real.

He was a bit surprised, but easily accepted it.

So there he was, just minding his own business outside of earth's atmosphere, eyeing up the planet to think about where he would visit first, he picked up a lot of languages in his travel, so he doesn't think he'll have a problem where he choses.

So he picks a certain spot to land, some city by the name of Metropolis, only to be met with two people.

A man with a red cape in blue and red spandex, and standing near him is a bat furry in black spandex.

Weird choice but alright, he doesn't judge.

It was when the former turned around- Superman if he remembered correctly, that he felt like he was punched in the gut.

He looked so much like him, so, so much that he thought he was standing- well, more so floating, right there in front of him.

"Dad?"

Danny noticed his mistake after he let it slip, there were some slight differences that his father didn't have, and well, his father is dead and all.

So what did he do to save himself from the embarrassment of mistaking some guy for his dead dad?

He's an adult- practically older than a lot of people actually, even if he looks like a kid. He is mature and will solve this and act accordingly.

He turned invisible and peaced out.

He's sure nothing won't come out of that frankly.

It was just a teeny, tiny slip up.

Something did come out of it, much to Danny's chagrin.

Now he's being followed by these superheroes everywhere for whatever reason and they won't leave him alone when he just wants to sight see.

In a dark and grim city because he was avoiding Metropolis?

Followed by some ninja furries in spandex. (Also what the fuck, why the hell are they so damn sneaky for he almost forgot they were following him-)

He went to New York.

Got found by this random lady who also wouldn't leave him alone.

He escaped to Central City and had a conversation with this guy in red spandex with a lightning bolt of his chest.

Honestly he had a pretty nice time but what is it with Superheroes and spandex?

He wanted to leave, but the portal isn't gonna open again for some undetermined amount of time.

...The universe really likes to fuck him over, don't it?

#dp x dc #Hey so uh #Sorry if this wasn't up to what you wanted #Haven't been in this fandom for a WHILE #But I hope this is good enough?#Or at least somewhat close to what ya wanted #dp x dc crossover

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usernameforaboredcat · 7 months

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Head Over Heels (Law X TomBoyF!Reader)

(A little dabble I thought while taking a piss 🥺👉🏻👈🏻 like 3 minutes ago)

Warnings⚠: None

[Part 1/?]

Law meets Luffys older (by like a year) sister who honestly the type of girl he’d imagine being the big sister to the Straw Hat and BOY is she just fiiiiiiiine!

3 brothers!

Imagine growing up with 3 idiot brothers with only one of them being less stupid. Fist fights, rolling around in mud and dirt, covered in blood from hunting, needing a bath every night to not get sick. Haha God I love those idiots!

Law doesn’t know why he’s here, walking down a random street on a random island with the idiot Straw Hat Luffy. As the two walk, Luffy lets out a loud yell as he sees a familiar older girl walking down the street. “HEEEEEEY! (YYYYY/NNN)!”. He calls way too loudly, drawing the attention of everyone including the girl. She turns in confusion, the gasps as she looks over with wide eyes and a bright smile.

Luffy jolts off over to the girl, the Captain of the Heart Pirates groaning as he slowly walks to catch up. He sees her wearing baggy long pants and a bikini, saddles and a small pack bag through the belt parts of her pants. Luffy jumps and hugs her, who hugs him back. “No way! It’s so good to see you again little dude!”. She greets him. “I’ve missed you so much!”. Luffy cries. (Y/n) pulls off the younger kid, putting him in a headlock as she ruffles his hair with his knuckles.

“You little fuck! I thought your ass was dead you little shit! Scared me half to death! I swore I saw the light!”. She snaps at him angrily, tightening her hold as he starts to choke. “I-I’m sorry! Please don’t kill me!”. Luffy breathes out, spazzing in her hold.

The Heart Pirate Captain finally catches up, looking at the two with a raised eyebrow. “The hell are you?”. (Y/n) asks the taller man, looking up at him. A thump goes through his whole body, strange. “Th-this is my friend!”. Luffy chokes out, now trying to pull her arm away. “No shit! Can’t believing you made a friend that isn’t some 30 year old guy!”. She says happily.

Law looks at his now turning blue friend, his cheeks reddening at the sign of his face so squished against her boob. “Hope this little turd hasn’t been too much of a pain in the ass”. She tells him, finally letting go of Luffy to let him fall to the ground. ‘Yes, he has been a giant pain in my fucking ass’. “No, not at all”. He responds. ‘Damn it!’.

She then hums, getting on her tippy toes and leans right up into his face. “Holy crap! You’re that Law guy! I heard about you! Your bounty is like crazy high at like 3,000,000,000 berries!”. She points out in shock. “Yeah! Isn’t he awesome!”. Luffy cheers, now back on his feet. “It is quite impressive, I must say”. She hums, holding her chin with her hand as she nods.

“Uh…th-thanks”. He mutters, gripping the brim of his hat to lower it to hide his slowly growing blush. ‘What’s with this woman? Why am I like this? Damn it!’. “So, whatchu up to these days?”. Luffy asks his older sister, the two turning to each other. “Oh ya know, just traveling around looking for anything to do! Probably doing the least to piss off the old man out of us kids”. She answers, leaning with her hand on her hip.

“How bout you? I’ve seen that your bounty has only been goin up so ya still trying to be King of the Pirates?”. She asks. “Yep! And it’s only gonna go up and I’m gonna be king!”. He responds happily. She chuckles at her little brother. “I believe it! Remember I’ve been your number one supporter since day one”. She reminds him, nudging his arms with her elbow.

She then turns back to the other captain, feeling an arrow go through his heart when her eyes meet his. “Mind if I hang with you guys for a while? Just for a bit, I wanna catch up with my baby brother”. She asks him oh so kindly. Law felt as if his heart stopped, chocking and spitting out his own spit. Luffy laughs at his reaction while his sister just stares.

She reaches into her bag and pulls out a handkerchief, holding it out to him. “Do you…need this?”. She asks nervously, never really seeing a guy act like this before in her life. “Uh…”. He takes the handkerchief from her, feeling the soft fabric on his fingers. “Thanks”. He thanks, raising it to clean his face. “Oh man! You should have seen your face!”. Luffy laughs at his older friend.

He holds the handkerchief back to her, her hand grazing his as she takes it back. Her finger tips are as soft as silk, her fingers smoothly sliding off his. Laws nose suddenly bursts, blood gushing out his nose like a hose. “Holy crap!”. The girl yelps, jumping back while Luffy bursts out laughing again. “Hahaha! Now you’re like Sanji!”. He laughs, holding his stomach from all his laughing.

(Y/n) looks at her brother with a concerned expression. “Is he uh…usually like this?”. She asks him. “Hehehe, nope!”. He simply answers. All Law can do it turn away from the two, his face a dark beet red. Never in his life has he been this embarrassed just because of some girl. (Y/n) leans over so she can whisper in Luffys ear. “Should I leave and we catch up a different time?”. She whisper asks him, causing the younger boy to turn and look at her.

“No no it’s fiiiine! Just give him a minute”. He reassures her. She hums as she leans away from her baby brother, then just to lean back over. “He said he acts like a friend of yours, what’s he like?”. She asks him. “Oh you mean Sanji? He usually acts like that around girls, he really likes girls”. Luffy answer. Oh…OH!!! Oh~. “Oh I see~”. She coos, leaning away from her little brother again.

“Huh? Get what?”. Luffy questions. (Y/n) then grabs Laws hand, gaining his attention and causing him to freeze in place. “So Law, are you here for long? Perhaps we can meet up and you can tell me some stories of dumb shit my baby brother has done?”. She asks him, sending him a little wink. His nose starts to bleed again, but he’s able to muster out a nod. “Cool! Now why don’t we go somewhere nice and chat!?”. She says happily, linking arms with her brother and dragging the two down the street.

Trafalgar Law, Died Age 26

Death By Blood Loss & Heart Attack Caused By Luffys Hot Older Sister

#one piece law x you #one piece x reader #one piece law #one piece law x yn #one piece trafalgar law #one piece trafalgar law x reader #one piece trafalgar law x yn #one piece trafalgar law x you #trafalgar law x reader #trafalgar law x yn #trafalgar law x you

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oneweirdbookaddict · 5 months

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Hello, Whyareyoudo! (I didn't know if you wanted the tag lol) Finally got this written out for you, hope it's alright! It was so interesting to research Tourette's as I wrote this. Thanks for the request!

1182 words.

No warnings! Let me know if that should change!

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“Shh!” Four hisses, expression pinching.

Those closer to Four frown at the smithy.

“Four? You… uh, ok?” Wind asks, glancing at his friend.

The smith blinks awkwardly, ears flushing. “Oh. Yeah. Sorry, just ignore me.”

“Were you shushing someone?” Wild asks curiously.

“No. Nope. Just… making noise. Sorry. I’ll shut up.” And they let it go. No more questions are asked, and Four doesn’t make any more unexplainable noises.

However, he does keep twitching oddly, wincing as if… he’s in pain. First, his arm twitches, moving halfway to his chest before the smith scowls and moves it back down. Then randomly ticks his head to the side.

He watches carefully until Four catches him and scowls. “What?”

“You have tourettes.” He states simply. Not an accusation, not a question. Just puts it out there.

Four pauses. “I have- I… What? No. I mean…” The smith trails off. Blinks.

Then settles on, “How the hell do you know that?”

“Because I have it, too.” He says easily. Shrugs when Four’s eyes go wide.

“Wait, ok, hold up. What’s tour- ett’s?” Wild frowns. “Can we help?”

“Tourettes.” Four says. “Its a neurological-”

“It affects the nervous system and makes it so you make movements and noises you don’t mean to.” He says before Four can launch into an overly complicated, full science report-sounding explanation.

“And you both have it?” Twi says, looking interested.

“Well, I do. And I think Four does, too.”

“Wait so like when you swear randomly you don’t even mean to?” Wind asks.

He considers this. “Sometimes. But now you’ll never know which ones I do purposefully so you’ll never be able to tell me off, Old Man.”

That gets some laughter into the group, easing the awkwardness that had developed.

Four, he notices, doesn’t even smile.

He seems deep in thought, biting his lip in that way he does when he’s thinking. Or maybe it’s another tic.

“I don’t think I do.” Four says finally, slowly. “It’s not always the same, it’s just random little… movements. Aren’t tics more… repetitive?”

“Sure, sometimes. Not always, though. There are other types… but I’m not gonna get too deep into that. Mine were like that, yeah, but I also know someone who’s also diagnosed and his are more like yours. It’s just rarer, I think.”

Four considers this, then nods slowly. “I’ll have to do some research, I think. It’d be nice to…”

The smith’s eyes snap to him. “You said were. Past tense. It went away?”

“It did for me. Well, not entirely. It just… got much less frequent as I got older. It doesn’t happen for everyone.”

Four nods, fingers twitching. Then shrugs somewhat awkwardly.

He shrugs, too, feeling bad for putting him on the spot. “We should keep going. I smell rain.”

So they continue down the path.

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They find a town before the rain comes, and an inn as well. With enough rooms open that they all get their own- a rare occurrence.

Since they’re inside with the rain, Wild and Wars just pass out rations for dinner and they all take to their rooms.

It’s been a rough few days, and they all go to bed rather early.

Or so he thought. He wakes up to the door next to his creaking open, soft footsteps fading as they move down the hall.

He waits a few minutes, then goes in search of the smithy with a sigh.

Out the inn, wandering aimlessly around town for a bit to give Four some alone time, then stumbles across the library in town.

Four, naturally, is buried in a stack of books, eyes slightly crossed as he fixates on the one under his nose.

“Smithy, it is three in the goddamn morning.” He grunts, and Four jumps and drops the book.

“Librarian said it was ok.” Four yawns, finding his page again.

“Wasn’t my point. You even gonna try to sleep tonight?”

“How can I?” Four mutters. It’s not sharp, not angry, but he still winces anyway.

“I’m sorry for… I don’t know. You know it doesn’t matter if you do, right? It’s not going to fix the tics or change… well, anything, really. There’s no way to treat-” Four closes the book and shoots him a look. “I don’t have Tourette's and we both know that. I would’ve had these tics since childhood and I haven’t, they’re not nearly repetitive enough to be considered tics, and-” Four sighs. “I know what causes it. Something that happened on my adventure. I appreciate you giving me an out, but I feel awful for lying.”

He takes a seat next to the smith. “You don’t have to lie. Just…”

“Lead them to believe the wrong thing,” Four says flatly.

“You did with Wolfie.” He counters, and Four winces.

“That’s different. It was his secret.”

“And this is yours. Listen, you don’t want to tell people about whatever this is. I get it. But they’re gonna ask- letting them believe this will stop the questions. Otherwise, they’ll just keep asking. Not with the intent of prying of course, but just out of curiosity. And that’ll make it worse. Maybe every once and a while you get a question about Tourette’s, but that’ll be it. If you keep deflecting questions they’ll keep asking.”

Four looks away, considering this. Then nods. “Thanks, Legend.”

He smiles, getting to his feet. “Anytime, Smithy. Now get some sleep- you look beat. Come back to the inn with me.” Four looks around, nodding. “I just… gotta put all these away first.”

Gives a sheepish smile, rubbing the back of his neck.

He laughs, helping the smith put the books back on the shelves, then walking with him back to the inn.

“Goodnight, smithy.” He says as Four enters his room.

“Night, Leg.” Four yawns, giving a slight wave as he closes the door.

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Four raises his arms above his head, stretching as he walks up to the lake.

Walks up to Wild, who’s standing at the very very end of the dock, just his heels hanging on.

A strong gust of wind would put him in the lake.

“Whatcha looking at?” The smithy asks, and Wild shrugs.

“Just trying to see if there’s any fish in here.”

“So you can bomb them?” Four snickers, and Wild scowls playfully.

“It’s more efficient than sitting there with a worm on a string!” The champion insists, laughing. Four peers at the water, then points at a spot.

“I think I see some there.”

Wild crouches, squinting. “Where?” “Over- shit.”

Four’s arm twitches, knocking into Wild’s back.

The champion flails frantically, grabbing-

SPLOOSH.

The others on the land burst into laughter as Wild surfaces, staring in surprise and offense at Forur. “Smithy! I did nothing to you! Well, besides the peppers… and the tomatoes… ok, maybe I deserved that.” Wild sighs, laying back to float in the water.

“Sorry,” Four shrugs, but he can’t keep the grin off of his face. “Tourette’s.”

Wild sends a splash of water at the smith, causing Four to laugh and dart back to the safety of dry land.

~~~~

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu four #lu legend #four my beloved #linked universe four #four lu #four linked universe #legend linked universe #linked universe legend #legend lu #always taking requests!#If anyone wants to send one I'd love to write it!#requests #whyareyoudo

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reiluvr · 1 month

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🏁 jump start

you just wanted to wallow in peace. a bit hard to do that when two random men ask you to be a "grid girl"?

racer au!! been craving this. pretty much just setting up. this is definetely going to be split up into parts. also i haven't decided whos gonna be the main guy in this so lmk who you like!

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If someone had told you a few months ago that you'd be standing in the middle of a huge abandoned racing track in the peak of winter while wearing practically nothing, then you would've probably combusted from laughter. You had never been the type to step out of your comfort zone, living by the motto "slow and steady wins the race". You focused on yourself and your grades all throughout high school, the only happiness being when you got accepted into your dream university. It was nothing like the movies though, you didn't immediately fall into the hands of the popular group and have the best university experience. Actually, university ended up being just a more complicated version of high school, you kept your head down and your grades up. It was in the dead of the night, where you were sure no one could possibly glimpse at this side of you, that you’d curl under your covers and pray desperately to any god that would listen, that you wouldn’t feel so alone anymore.

You had, unfortunately, adopted the “I don’t need friends” attitude, but that’s only because you had none. You could scream it off of the edge of a cliff to convince yourself that it was true, but at a certain point, everyone craves attention. For the first time in your life, your grades dropped. You had always been a top student, the slightest drop felt like the end of the world. That’s what lead to the start of your current predicament. You went out one night, pretty late considering you liked to be tucked and asleep by 10. You scoff bitterly to yourself, a bit amused at the irony of going through your teenager phase when you were almost 20. This was what ended up being the fuel for you to impulsively buy a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, walking cluelessly through the streets as you cough at each puff. In hindsight, it might’ve been a bit of an overreaction, especially considering that the ‘horrible’ grades you’ve been receiving recently would be some other student’s dream grades. Yet, it was hard not to be depressed when your entire self-worth was based off of these numbers.

It was nearing around 2 AM and you were…actually, god knows where you were. It seemed as though, in your self-deprecating thoughts, you had walked yourself to the point of being lost. You only snapped out of it because you could hear two very loud men. You hesitantly round the corner, coming face to face with two boys, who couldn’t have been much older than you. They both seemed to be locked in a very heated argument. At a closer look, it was clear they were twins, albeit they couldn’t look more different. The only thing they had in common was their bright pink hair. One of the twins seemed to be trying to calm the other down. You observe him carefully, noting down the washed-up yellow colour of his hoodie and the chipped blue nail polish. You turn to watch the taller twin now, eyes widening slightly as you take in the spiky hair and what looked like tattoos under his eyes? You wince as his words only increase in volume, turning to get away when the smaller twin makes eye contact with you. It feels as though your heart stopped when that prompts the taller twin to look at you as well, his eyes seemingly glowing red.

If you weren’t fearing for your life, you’d be embarrassed at the pathetic squeak that escapes your lips when he starts making his way towards you. You stumble back, each of his steps seemingly equal to ten of your own. You only manage to take a few steps back, eyes blown wide in panic before he’s towering over you, one hand roughly grasping your waist to stop you from stupidly falling over from your desperate scrambling. His grip is nothing soft, fingers almost digging into your hip as he stares down at you. He seems to be analysing you, his- were his eyes red?! You barely even get to process how weird that is before he tugs on your waist, making you stand up straighter as he looks you up and down. You finally manage to find your voice, your mouth opening to tell him to let you go…or maybe beg him. He beats you to it, a sharp grin gracing his face, making his already terrifying features seem even more predatory.

“You wanna make some cash, girl?”

Fuck no. You should have brought something with you, a taser, pepper spray, maybe a knife, anything. The other twin immediately picks up on how your face pales and he jumps in, gently pulling his brother back and shaking his head frantically.

“That is not what he meant! Ryo, you fucking idiot!”

It feels as though you can suddenly breathe again when his hands are off of you, your eyes trained on the taller one, ready to run for it in case he makes any sudden moves. They both let you calm down, the taller one, or Ryo, scoffing at your form. IT’s when you look at least a little more calm that the younger one approaches once again, hands up as if he were approaching a stray cat.

“I'm Yuji, you can call me whatever, and this is my stupid older brother. Sorry about him, he doesn’t speak to girls much.”

Ryo doesn’t hesitate to land a harsh hit against the back of Yuji’s neck, Yuji stumbling forward as he cackles. The display lets you settle down a bit more, an awkward smile on your face as the other one mumbles.

“Call me Sukuna.”

Okay. Not Ryo then.

“Anyways, what he meant was that…Um, okay. This might sound like were trying to kidnap you or something so please just trust us, ah, but even that is a big ask considering you don’t kno-.”

Sukuna grumbles, tugging on Yuji’s collar and pulling him back.

“You talk too much. We have a race starting soon. We’re missing a grid girl. You in, or nah?”

Never in your life would you have agreed. Especially not without asking at least a few questions. A little bad luck on your grades should not have dumbed you down…but apparently it did. You sigh, nodding hesitantly. Yuji practically lights up, immediately calling someone on his phone as Sukuna grins.

“Don’t go home, warm your tires!.....Hmm? Hell yeah we got a girl!”

He seems to listen to whatever the person on the other end is saying. He hesitates, looking you over once before mumbling something into the phone. Sukuna groans once again, snatching the phone out of his hands and mumbling a quick what. He also looks you over, the same way Yuji did before he grins.

“ She could use some work, honestly. Let Shoko know.”

#jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #sukuna #sukuna ryomen #sukuna x reader #yuji itadori #jjk yuji #racer au

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weird-bookworm · 28 days

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LET'S SPREAD SOME LOVE!!!!!

talk about your favourite mutuals and why you like them

😄

oh god this is gonna be one hell of an answer

@fairyhaos because shes the sweetest comfiest most adorably chaotic lil ball of energy + she gives the best advice like hello??? what are you??? oh god my heart goes a little off track everytime we talk i just love you so much

@wheeboo okay shes part 2 of the they-make-me-feel-the-safest trio along w yena and axe like please i stumbled across the sweetest sassiest boo stan ever ALSO UR GORGEOUS???

@blue-jisungs axeaxeaxeaxeaxe so chaotically lovely and so boomer and so fun and yoid think shes savage but no shes just soft and as harmful as a pinecone (why do u remind me of tht one joon meme of him just. sitting there. peeling potatoes. in tiny.)

@slytherinshua we kinda talked less for a while bc life happened and then caught up (kinda lol) and im so glad to see shes still as crazy and lovable as ever (im waiting for tht ppt) like talk abt impressive. impressive is her whole personality. sometimes in, uh, less than conventional ways...hehe

@eternalgyu HANNIE WHERE TF R U I MISS UUUUUUUU 😭😭😭😭🫶🏻 like yk what i imagine when i think of hannie? causing mischief. LIKE IDEK WHY OKAY i just feel like we'd be running around giggling like idiots js pulling random pranks on people and js the thought makes me smile

@yllouhannie ylli is like love. ylli is gentle and kind and sweet. shes understanding and passionate and really quite cute. oh my love you make me wanna jump off a cliff because how can someone like you exist 😭 (no srsly what is this witchcraft ilysm mwah)

@woozvc nora is like home. which is saying a lot lmao i sound dramatic but like yk when u just talk to someone and it feels just right even tho ur not rly doing much? shes older but she lets go and i can just feel how absolutely beautiful this person is *melts off a cliff*

@welcometomyoasis shu oh shu i have no words so pardon if this is a little small but. ik i say this a lot but i rly do mean it. i love you. so much. yr msgs and reblogs and asks always make a smile and they make me giddy and suddenly nothing is wrong with the world 🥺

@haecien bro is my ultimate gay bestie like what else do you need in life other than cien. what. nothing is the answer. life is complete when u hv cien and his shenanigans lolol like i dare you try to Not like him. i m p o s s i b l e.

@glosskirt AYYYYY MY ARMY SOULMATE we connected over min yoongi. we still rant over min yoongi. we shall die talking about min yoongi. like there is nothing better than having someone to fangirl with over my favs gloss you filled a hole in my life <3

@mesanthropi weiwei!!!! my little bundle of sugar spice and everything nice!! (+ chaos and a passion about the randomest shit ever how do u live why am i not this exciting) how is it always fun to talk to you and why do ur msgs excite me so much

@aaniag chaos. thats it. chaos. this woman brought with her about half a dozen more desi moots for me like how do i hug you how do i appreciate you enough i ugghhhh 😩

@thepoopdokyeomtouched im still waiting for my flirting yk? lol on a serious note, u and ur crazy streak r probably the most entertaining thing on here, and i fucking love it. i love ur chaos and the fact tht u choose to share it w me, thank you 🫶🏻

@arafilez bro rly dropped outta thin air like a fucking ghost and made my life abt a 100x more exciting where were you my entire life ara. where. why didnt the atz rants and the writing and the random asks show up sooner. why.

@nonononranghaee HAFS MY LIL CUTIE PATOOTIE WHY DO I ALWAYS WANNA SQUISH U NOMNOM U CRUSH U KSKSJEHEH u give me so much cuteness aggression oh my god...

@kkooongie sarah sarah sarah sarah sarah i live for ur writing and im always looking forward to our little chats abt books and random stuff (...when r u updating btw 😅)

@maeleelee @mxnsxngie @imagine-a-life-like-this i don't tell you guys enough how much i love and appreciate each one of you. i dont tell u enough how grateful i am whenever i think abt u bc god ik how hard it is to take in a random person in ur circle, to adjust w a kid, to make said kid feel safe and included and loved. so thank you. for all that you do for me and for loving lil ol' me <3

@cadenonlinelive where u at damn i hvnt seen u in ages

@rubywonu @idubiluv GUYS STOP HIBERNATING ITS NOT WINTER ANYMORE I MISS U

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starlitmark · 1 year

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Summary: Jaehyun finds a cute little café with a cuter owner on the first day of his vacation. Pairing: Jaehyun x fem!reader Tropes: spring break au Genre: smut Rating: R 18+ Warnings: language Smut Warnings: face fucking, degradation, name calling, slight dacryphilia Word Count: 1,875 Note: Thank you to @baljinciaga for beta/proofreading this!!

WITT Masterlist ៚ Chapter 2: Bikinis and Bathhouses

“Yo, this place is fuckin’ nice!” Mingyu bellows the moment they enter the bungalow.

“You’re the one who booked it. I’d hope you’d think it’s nice.” Youngkyun pokes.

He slips past the older and heads straight to the room he had been assigned to share with San. Changmin follows behind, wheeling his suitcase with him. Passing by the oversized sectional and the stairway, he finds his place in the master suite. Though Kino does complain about the red hair man getting the suite, it is only fair. He put the largest portion of money into the rental and should have the biggest space.

“Enjoy that couch, Mingyu. You’ll be sleeping there for the next week.” Jaehyun teases, “Maybe if you had put more into your idea, you wouldn’t be sleeping there.”

Mingyu grumbles but tosses his bag into the corner and flops onto the L-shaped sectional. Jaehyun climbs the flight of stairs and finds his roommate, Kino, already lounging on his chosen bed. Jaehyun takes one look at the garishly ugly cyan bedding and sighs. At least the view was nice, he could easily watch the beach outside his window, and by proxy, people watch as well. He has no idea how Mingyu managed to get a bungalow directly on the beach for the price he did, but he won’t complain.

“When are you thinking about going down there?” Hyunguu asks.

“Not today. I was gonna get changed and wander around the village. Did you wanna tag along?” the brunette replies.

“Nah, I’m gonna get settled for a little. That plane ride took me out.”

Jaehyun nods and grabs a random t-shirt and a pair of shorts from his bag to get changed. He ends up in a rather bland ensemble; a black t-shirt and black shorts. He puts on one of his silver chains to give some diversity to what he’s wearing. He overhears Youngkyun and San chatting about something when he exits his room. He can’t be bothered to eavesdrop, though. Once down the stairs, he sees Mingyu and Changmin lounging on their phones on the sectional. He asks them if they want to join him, but they’re still recovering from the flight, just like his other friends.

The village is cute enough; nothing jumps out at him, but nothing seems too boring. It’s a small village. He didn’t expect it to be a party town or anything like that. He sees a small cafe on one of the side streets and decides to go check it out. It’s a small little building. It seems to have been repurposed due to how the structure looks like the original architecture of the village. Other places look newer and more modern. He likes how this place looks, though; it has character in a good way.

The bell at the top of the door chimes quietly when he enters. He sees a girl behind the counter. She’s clearly bored out of her mind leaning over the counter. There’s no one person in the small building besides the two. She’s scrolling through her phone and hasn’t even said a word to Jaehyun; she hasn’t even looked up from her phone yet, for that matter.

“Excuse me,” he cuts through the silence, “are you open?”

You look up at him and immediately start sizing him up. You’ve never seen him before. Not many people know about your little village when the city is less than an hour away. He’s pretty. He’s really pretty. The way his hair is just wavy enough to give texture but not wavy enough to be frizzy (also thanks to the lower humidity today). The chocolate locks are mixed with bits of highlights. They aren’t overdone or too contrasting from the brown, but there enough to show.

“Yeah,” you nod, “it’s just not busy. It’s never really busy.”

“Well, you got time to tell me about this place?” he asks.

“There’s not much to know, honestly. How about I get you a drink, and then I’ll tell you.”

“Buying me a drink already? I don’t even know your name.”

“I never said it was on the house.” you tease back, and tell him your name in an offhanded comment, “Do you want a tea, coffee, fruity drink?”

“I’m Jaehyun. You can just surprise me with the drink.” he shrugs.

You start making a coffee for him. He seems like a black coffee kind of guy, but in this heat, an Iced Americano is the best bet. He just watches you for a while. His eye practically burn holes through you. When you hand him his drink, he smirks at you.

“I guess you know how to read people well.” he pats the bar stool beside him, “Come sit and tell me about this place. Though I’m much more interested in you.”

“I am working, you know.” you tease again, still coming around the counter to sit beside him.

“Didn’t you just tell me that it’s never really busy here?” he raises his eyebrow at you.

You sigh and start telling him about the village. Being born and raised here, you were raised to know everything about this place. You tell him what your grandparents told you about growing up. A whole lot of folklore and culture that not many people know about. He’s not paying attention much; you know that. His eyes have been scanning all over you since you sat down. Even when he sips on his coffee, he’s still fixated on you. Honestly, you would be doing the same if you didn’t get randomly lost in a rant about one of the folklore stories that doesn’t make sense to you to this day.

“So, did you remember any of that?” you ask, knowing he didn’t remember a thing.

“Honestly, much rather learn about you.”

“What about me?” you ask.

You lean forward, putting your elbows against the counter, and rest your head against your interlocked hands. You know exactly where this is leading, and you won’t stop it. You haven’t had the chance to hook up with anyone nearly as attractive as the man in front of you. It’s not often you see any new faces around here. Even when you go to the city, you don’t often get to have a hookup.

“You own this place?” “Yeah, it’s a family-owned business, but my parents retired.” you explain, “Are we going to continue with these mundane conversations, or are we going to skip right to the fun part?”

“Damn, right to the point.”

“You aren’t subtle, Jaehyun.” you chuckle.

His phone buzzes, and he checks it almost immediately. You can see him replying to a text. He writes back a reply as quickly as humanly possible before looking back at you. A smirk paints itself across his lips.

“Well,” he starts, “if you’re down, my housemates are all at the beach right now. We’ll be completely undisturbed.”

“How can you be sure they won’t come busting in while we’re at it?”

“They won’t.” he says definitively.

“So reassuring.” you tease, “I guess it couldn’t hurt to close early today. Give me ten minutes.”

He nods, and you go about your business shutting down everything you need to. Understandably, your mind was in other places, so you’re running on autopilot as you clean. His eyes follow you around the small cafe. The heat of his stare only serves to make you feel more ready to leave. You toss your apron on the hook next to the door to the storage room and then grab your bag. Jaehyun’s waiting by the door when you finally return to his side. He’s just as excited as you are despite him trying to seem calm and collected on the surface.

“Shall we be off?” he asks, pushing the door open for you.

“We shall.” you smirk.

“Oh fuck,” he groans.

You drop to your knees when he gets you into the room he’s staying in. You don’t waste a moment pulling his shorts down and getting his cock in your mouth. Jaehyun has a handful of your hair. He’s not holding it tight enough to pull it but just enough to let you know he’s in charge here. You look up at him with doe eyes as you place gentle kisses along his length. Once in a while, you lick gently; he shutters slightly when you do so and tightens his grip on your hair momentarily.

“You look like a slut on your knees for me. How about you get to work and suck me off properly.”

You whimper at his degrading words and loll your tongue out of your mouth. He smirks down at you; you take that as permission to begin. When your lips wrap his tip, you tease him still. You circle your tongue around him and hum slightly as you do so. While he is enjoying it, you aren’t listening to what he told you to do.

“Since you can’t seem to listen to simple instructions, I’ll take over. You’re already so cock drunk you can’t even suck my cock properly. So, sit there and be a pretty little whore for me.”

You think you could cum untouched from how he talks to you. Before you can protest, promise that you’ll do it properly, he fucks into your mouth. He sets a brutal, fast pace. Your eyes start tearing up as he continues to use your mouth. Your hands come up to his thighs to brace yourself. His thighs are firm too. Maybe he’ll let you ride them later.

“Are you gonna cry? You already look like a pretty little cockslut with how you’re letting me use your mouth. Crying’s only gonna make you look even more like one.”

You try to shake your head in disagreement, but how he uses you doesn’t allow for many replies. He pauses for a moment and then thrusts again with an even rougher pace. You moan around him and maintain eye contact for a few moments. When you close your eyes, he gives a particularly hard thrust. Making your eye open again, and a mewl escapes your vocal cords.

“If you want me to cum in your mouth like the cumdump you are, you will keep your eyes on me. Understood?”

You attempt to nod and watch how his face contorts in pleasure as he continues to fuck your mouth. You feel so used in the best way possible. You’re sure you’ve soaked through your shorts at this point, but you can’t be bothered to let him know that at this moment. His pace somehow grows rougher, and you can tell he’s getting close. His grip on your hair tightens, and he fully buries himself in your throat. With a loud groan, he cums down your throat. It takes him a few moments to recuperate, but once he does, he gently pulls back and looks at you with dark eyes.

“Should we get you taken care of too? You’ve been rubbing your legs together, trying to get anything you can out of it for the better part of the time. Sluts like you just can’t take care of yourselves, can you?”

“Fuck me?” you ask with pleading eyes.

“Gladly.”

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Daryl & Daugther!Reader - Quarry Era I

Reblogs and likes are much appreciated, let me know what you think with some words too! Words: 863 | Warnings: just some blood | Gif not mine Chapter song is Half The World Away by Aurora

"I've been lost, I've been found, but I don't feel down."

Daryl found her while in a hunt with Merle, they ended up going further away from camp than normal, looking for something bigger than squirrels to feed everyone

They were silently following the tracks of what Daryl expected to be a deer when a broken scream cut the forest air

He ran towards it without another thought, his crossbow held high in defense, leaving an angry Merle behind, protesting that they didn't need to risk themselves for a random person

Daryl followed the screams, that soon were turning to desperate cries, and came to a stop in an abandoned shed surrounded by mud and fallen trees, the screams coming from inside getting louder as he ran towards it, jumping over the fallen trees with Merle following behind him

Daryl opened the door and found that the screams came from a little girl that couldn't be older than 10

She was on the ground, fighting a walker that had its teeth dangerously close to her face, not really acknowledging Daryl until he shot the walker in the head and took the corpse away from her

She was shaking, both from the near death situation with the walker and now with the presence of both men

First almost dying because of that walker and now what? What were those men going to do to her? She was looking around scared, trying to calm down and at the same time look for a way out

"Hey, it's alrigh girl." Daryl said, getting down on one knee, maintaining his distance from her. He wasn't a tender person, but he tried to be as gentle as possible. "I'm not gonna hurt ya." He tried, seeing her shaking.

"Ya think she's gonna just go to ya like that little brother?" Merle said raspingly, which seemed to make her shake even more.

Daryl sent a harsh look his way and tried again. "We're not going to hurt ya, okay?"

The girl finally looked at him and found his blue eyes. She was surprised with how comforting his eyes looked. She stared at him, and the distance between them wasn't enough to minimize the intensity of her stare. It felt like she was staring at his soul, trying to determine if he was a good person or not.

Apparently, she decided he was, because next thing he knew she was slowly getting up from her position on the floor, still a little shaked and keeping a distance between them.

Daryl's eyes fell on her feet, she was barefoot, both feet dirty with a mix of mud and blood that Daryl couldn't tell if it was hers or not. His question was answered when she whimpered quietly after standing up fully.

"Ya're bitten, kid?" Daryl asked, fearing the answer. Last thing he wanted after waking up today was having to shoot a little girl in the head. The girl looked at him with that same fragile look, shaking her head no. She bent down a little and started to roll up her pants, exposing her legs. They were scraped and full of small cuts, along with a bigger one that seemed to have bled the most. It was fresh and probably burned like hell, Daryl thought.

"Ya sure there's not any bite?" Merle asked, eyeing the girl down, trying to see if she was maybe hiding a bite. Daryl didn't look at Merle this time. He kept silent, wondering what to do with the girl. "No!" she exclaimed, annoyed at the insistence on the inexistent bite. She wasn't loud, but that was the first time they heard her voice.

"Alrigh'. Ya lost? There's anyone ya trying to get back to?" Daryl asked, maintaining his position on the floor. The girl looked back at him for a moment, hurt suddenly flashing in her expression until she averted her eyes to the ground. "No." This time the word came out a lot less exasperated, accompanied with a sigh. Daryl and Merle shared a look, as if waiting for her to say more.

"That's the only word ya know?" Merle said with a laugh. Daryl ignored him and turned to the girl again. "Ya sure?" Daryl asked, needing more reassurance than just a no. "They're dead." She said, looking at her feet. "I'm alone."

Daryl finally rose from his position on the floor, staring at Merle again for a second until looking back at the kid. "We're at a camp, ya wanna come?" What a stupid question, of course she would come, Daryl thought. It's not like he would leave a kid alone in the woods, he knew what that felt like, and that was before all the horrors of this new world. However, he's sure Merle wouldn't have a problem with leaving her behind.

Daryl noticed she kept silent, still not looking at either of them. She had all reasons to be unsure. "We have other kids, ya know? Women, an officer. It's safe."

The girl looked up at him again, directing him that same intense look from before. Daryl stared right back, seeing that was her way of communicating. "I promise" he said. And Daryl never makes promises, Merle thought.

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