i hear my bed calling my name

I Have This Kink

Pairing: Stiles x Reader

Author: @ninja-stiles

Words: 3806

Warnings: pure filth, oral (giving and receiving), spanking, kink, sexual intercourse (duh), unprotected sex.

Author’s Note: So, this took forever to write. Not proud of that but, I hope all of you enjoy this side of Stiles. I know I would, oml. I want to thank these lovely ladies for looking at what I wrote and some telling me that it was super good, @mf-despair-queen ​, @lovelydob ​, and @dumbass-stilinski ​! I love you guys!

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So This Is Love [1]


Summary: Y/N is heavily mistreated in her household. Prince Peter has to find a bride to become the queen of the kingdom.

AN: So this came to me while I was watching the cinematic masterpiece that is Cinderella (2015) and i literally love it so much so I got inspired to write this and yes this will be a series!!!!!  Yay!!!!!! 

Peter Parker x Reader

// Masterlist //

Originally posted by tomhollanddaily

“May I have this dance?” His silky sweet voice rung in my ears. He offered his hand to me.

“You may.” I smiled at him. I gently took his larger hand and he immediately gripped it tight. He brought my hand to his lips and pressed a kiss to the back of it. I blushed. He pulled me closer to him and held my waist. We danced to the sweet music around us. He guided me across the dancefloor while my gown swished around me.

The whole time we stared at each other, a certain glint in his eye. I rested my cheek against his shoulder, sighing in content. He placed a kiss to my temple and smiled widely. I could stay in this moment forever.


“Hmm?” I lifted my head from his shoulder.

“I love you.” My smile couldn’t get any wider.

“I love you too.”

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Hopeless Dreams (Remus Lupin x Reader)

Prompt: Remus has a wet dream about the reader and the walks in on him having it. So the reader has to comfort him about it.

Warning: Smut, wet dreams, and some cursing.

Note: Sorry if this sucks I am really bad at writing smut but hope you enjoy :)

You, James, Peter, and Sirius were all in the common room studying, well the other three were goofing off while you were studying.

‘Where is moony I thought he loved this sort of shit’ Sirius asked.

‘He went to bed early full moon is in a few days’ Peter responded.

‘Well you know what I think it is time for me to head to bed too and get some beauty sleep.’ Sirius said the other two agreed and they headed upstairs, while you stayed in the common room and studied. After about one minute Sirius ran down to the common room.

“Y/n there is something wrong with moony we think he is hurt he keeps groaning and mumbling your name, but the door is locked and we can’t open it.” Sirius said in a panic. You both rushed up the stair and reached their door with Peter and James standing outside of the door. Once you reached the door you heard groans and the sounds of your name being called out. You easily opened the door with the simply spell and mumbled the word idiots cause they couldn’t get the spell to work.

The minute you opened their door you were faced to the sight of Remus laying on his bed sleeping. But when you took a closer look at him you saw that his hand was down his pants and he just moaned “Oh yea y/n, go faster, don’t stop.”

My hands were tied to the headboard of the bed. My pants and shirt were already off, I was only left in my boxers, a huge precum stain on my boxers. “You’ve been a bad today Remus. Bad boys get punished.” I all I did in response was moan. All y/n was down to was her knee high socks and her short skirt without panties on so I could see and feel her wet pussy on my chest as he straddled me. “You want it don’t you. It have my cunt sink into your thick dick.”

“Yes” I roughly mumbled back, “Please.”

“Well you have been a good boy for me so far.” She quickly removed my boxers and sank into me not even letting me get ready. We both moaned more as she started to bounce quickly on my dick. She still had her socks and skirt on while bouncing on me and god that was so fucking sexy. The feeling of the fabric of her socks slide against thighs made me lose control. “Mmmmm Remus-s you’re such a good boy you make me feel so good.”

“Oh yea y/n go faster don’t stop.”

“Oh my fucking god.” You said surprised your hand covering your mouth. The other boys pushed past you to enter the room and then noticed what Remus was doing. They began to laugh.

“It’s not funny you guys.” You said. “I’m leaving.“

“What no this is comedy gold.” Sirius said laughing.

“No I rather not hear my best friend moaning my name saying to go faster.”

“Oh don’t be such a wuss y/n. Look he stopped come on you can sleep in here tonight.” Remus began to walk up upon hearing the noise in the room. He sat up in his bed and his eyes grew wide when he saw that you had just witnessed what he was dreaming about. He immediately got off of the bed and ran out of the room pushing past you.

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“Remus, remus wait,” you called out to him but he ignored you, “ know you three have done it.”

“What did we do?” James proclaimed.

“You knew he wasn’t injured. You knew he was dreaming about that. Know you embarrassed him.”

“Yea your right we knew he was doing it but to be far we have to hear him do it every night.” Sirius started to laugh.

“You guys are dicks. I have to go find Remus.” You said as you ran down the hall and down the stairs. Once you reached the common room you heard distant sobs. “Remus?” He didn’t answer. You walked until you found Remus in a corner of the common room cried with his head tucked in between his knees. You sat down beside him. “Hey,” you whispered “I’m not mad at you. It’s ok Remus.”

He lifted his head but wasn’t looking you in the eyes. “You should be. You should be disgusted with me.”

Originally posted by nellaey

“Well I’m not but seriously you could have told me you liked me.”

“You wouldn’t like anyone like me, y/n. That’s why I didn’t tell you.”

“Who said that Remus.”

“My last 3 girlfriends.”

“Well I’m not them am I? Remus seriously I don’t care you are a werewolf I still like you.” Then you leaned into him and kissed him passionately. After a few seconds the kiss got more passionate as you slide your tongue into the kiss and rapped your arms around Remus’ neck.

“God y/n I love you.”

“I love you too. Now Mr. Lupin why don’t we recreate one of those dreams you had.”

Jet Lag and Chinese

Prompt: Can I request a justice league war Clark/superman x reader? Some cute fluff with implied nsfw? Or JLW Clark saving the reader and then ending up with a date or something?

Requested by: counting-sinful-stars    

     You like sitting in his chair. It fills you with an unbridled delight as you spin in it, and go through his works in progress. If you were anyone else, someone might say you were nosy. But you and Clark know the truth.

    You hear him before you see him, “Seriously?”

    You peek up from behind the file, “Is that seriously a question?”

    Clark gives you a good natured smile before leaning down and placing a kiss on your cheek, before moving to sit on the edge of his desk. “When did you get back?”

    You give another spin in the chair, “About two hours ago. I figured I’d come see my favorite reporter.”

    He smiles, “And here I thought you liked me for more than just my writing.”

    You shrug, “I also like looking at you.” The two of you stare at each other before bursting out in laughter. The fact that no one even bothers to look over shows just how deep your friendship goes.

    “How did the shoot go?”

    You grin, “It was amazing. I thought of you while I was there.”

    “Oh yeah?”

    “Yep, I saw a monkey with that same clueless look you get sometimes.”

    “Maybe it’s a cousin?”

    “That is an insult to the monkey. Anyways, I was thinking we could pick up Chinese and have a movie marathon before jet lag kicks my butt tomorrow.”

    You see his grin falter, “Tonight?”

    “Yes.” Your brow furrows, “Do you have plans? Because last time I checked the city isn’t in peril.”

    “I kind of have a date.”

    Your eyes go wide for a second, “A date? Did you finally wear Lois down?”

    He fiddles with his glasses for a second before saying, “No, her name is Diana.”

    “Diana, as in Wonder Woman?”


    You nod in understanding, “Oh okay. Good for you slugger.” The false cheeriness is evident to your own ears, and one look at Clark’s face tells you that he hears it too.

    “I’ll try to reschedule.”

    You shake your head, “No Clark. I’ll be fine. You go on a date with your girl.”

    His eyes light up, “You should come with us.”

    You shake your head, “I really shouldn’t.” You sigh, “Chinese food and action movies are calling my name Clark. I haven’t slept in my own bed in over a month. I’m going to go home. But we’ll get together soon. We’ll put on your calendar and everything.”  

    You start backing up before he can say anything else. “See ya later.”

    You get out of there before you can start to cry. You hold the tears in until you’re in front of your apartment. What awaits you is a perfectly clean space and a full fridge. You’re suddenly very glad for that cleaning service because all of your energy has vanished.

    You wash the smell of plane off, before changing into pajamas and ordering your food. Then you put in Die Hard and settle in. You browse through the photos you had taken on your last shoot in Asia. And then you come to older ones.

    Pictures of you and Clark. Clark Kent had been your best friend from the time he had stumbled into that janitor’s closet in an attempt to escape sounds no one else could hear. You’d been hiding from a bully. From the first moment you’d met you’d known he was different.

    You’d grown up privy to his secret, keeping it from even your own parents. You’d gone to college together. Hell, you’d been there to ridicule him the first time he put on the suit. You’d watched him on the news, and watched as the world fell in love with him. You took comfort in knowing that you’d loved him before he was Superman. He was your best friend and you loved him like a brother.

And now he had Diana. They were a match made in heaven, and from the way his eyes had lit up when he had said her name, she was here to stay …at least for a while.You weren’t particularly happy about it either. You’d been in this situation before. You’d watched friends draw away in favor of those they were dating. It was one of the reasons you’d kept a tight knit circle of friends, and why you traveled so much. You’d never thought you’d lose Clark though. The sound of knocking on your door draws you out of your thoughts.

    You set the laptop down, grab the cash and walk to the door. Ready to put thoughts of what would never come to rest. Then you opened the door and regretted not going straight to sleep.

    Clark’s smile was echoed by the woman next to him. They were both dressed in civilian clothes and wearing glasses. And they were both carrying giant bags of Chinese. Clark’s grin simply widened as he said, “Delivery.”

    You did your best to keep the horror off your face, “I thought you had a date.”

    “We did,” your eyes flashed to the woman, “but then Clark told me about you, and your tradition and I insisted that we continue it. Our traditions sustain us after all. And I wanted to meet his best friend and the woman who has kept his secret. It is an honor to meet you, my sister.”

    And then she was hugging you. You were forced to wrap your arms around her to keep your balance as you became perfectly aware of just how sloppy you looked next to her. Her outfit was great, her hair was perfect, and you were working with ten hours on a plane and the start of jet lag.

    If you’d had laser vision, Clark would have been a puddle. So you did the only thing you could in that situation, you glared at your best friend and let the perfect couple into your home. The thought of recounting this tale to Ma Kent also filled you with a certain amount of sadistic glee that worried you only a bit.

As you closed the door and stared at the two of them acting lovey Dovey in your kitchen, you prepared yourself for a long night. If there was one thing worse than losing your best friend to a new significant other, it was watching them be lovey dovey while you were single.

AN: So I talked about this one-shot with @counting-sinful-stars and in the end I decided I wanted to do a best friend fic. There will be no romance between the reader and Clark. Just a very close and fluffy best friend relationship. This takes place in the Justice League War Universe which is why it’s DianaXClark.


I wanted to hear his window open, hear his espadrilles on the balcony, and then the sound of my own window, which was never locked, being pushed open as he’d step into my room after everyone had gone to bed, slip under my covers, undress me without asking, and after making me want him more than I thought I could ever want another living soul, gently, softly, and, with the kindness one Jew extends to another, work his way into my body, gently and softly, after heeding the words I’d been rehearsing for days now, Please, don’t hurt me, which meant, Hurt me all you want.

See you around?- Imagine part 2

Part 1

“Again Y/N? But you were only here the other day!” Fionn exclaimed down the line. I nibbled the skin at the corner of my lip and fiddled with a loose thread on the hem of my t-shirt.

“I know Fionn but I really enjoyed it, I’d love to come while you are actually filming, so I can really see what it’s like” I tried. Fionn had been suspicious for a couple of weeks now, he was too smart to know that my pathetic excuses for returning to the set were for more than just ‘spending time with my best friend who has been away from me for so long’. That’s the excuse I used last time, he stared at me blankly for a solid minute before agreeing.

“Y/N, what’s going on?” he asked. But he wasn’t yet smart enough to realise my true reasons for wanting to keep going back. Harry had got my name somehow, off Fionn’s phone most likely, and after adding me on Twitter, we had been messaging back and forth all day, every day since he appeared besides Fionn on my first visit. My newspaper knowledge and pre-judgement of him was completely wrong, I was unable to stop myself from being drawn towards his electric personality.

“Nothing Fionn” I said unconvincingly. There was silence at the end of the line.

“It’s Harry isn’t it…” he said eventually and I hesitated before offering him a quiet ‘yes’.

“I knew it! The damn boy hasn’t shut up about you!” I giggled. “He’s a good guy Y/N” he said and I hummed. “Ok, come down again tomorrow, I’ll meet you at the gates like normal” he added and I thanked him.

“See you tomorrow” he finished and we said out goodbyes. I bit firmly into my bottom lip to conceal the smile that was about to erupt on to my face. This is ridiculous, I was getting giddy about seeing a guy I’d had met in person for 10 minutes and had a 2 week virtual conversation with. But still my heart leapt as his name flashed up on my screen, notifying me that I had received a Twitter message.

Pull yourself together, I thought.

From Harry: So, Fionn tells me that you’re coming to set tomorrow and that I’m to keep you company while he’s filming x

I bit my lip and let out a contented sigh as I rushed to send my reply.

To Harry: Did he now? And what if I don’t want you to keep me company? I hear Tom’s a good laugh ;) x

From Harry: You wound me, you know my jokes are way better than his. And we both know that you want me to keep you company ;) x

To Harry: cocky x

From Harry: me? Cocky? Never! See you tomorrow beautiful :) x    

I didn’t attempt to mute my squeal as I collapsed back on the bed.


“Morning Miss” one of the security guards called as I approached the gate the next morning.

“Morning Lewis” I said as I approached. I had become on a first name basis with several of the of the security members on my now twice weekly visits. There was Lewis, the tall bald man who had denied me access on my first visit, John, who was now only working 3 days a week so he could spend time with his sick mother, and Matt, who’s sister has just had twins.

“Y/N!” a voice called as I slipped past the gates. There was no crowd today, the sky was overcast and in the distance rain clouds littered the horizon. Harry appeared from between two trailers and offered me a lopsided grin on his approach. My stomach knotted with each step he took towards me and I had to fight to keep the blush from my cheeks and maintain as much dignity as I could.

“Hi Harry” I grinned as we met, “I thought Fionn was coming to meet me?” I said.

“He was but he got called to set early, we’re running ahead of schedule, so I came instead. It that ok?” he asked with a tilt of the head. His eyebrows were pulled down and his lips fell into a small frown as he looked at me, almost as if he was worried that I didn’t want to see him. I resisted the urge to reach forward and push his lips back up into their perfect smile.

“Of course it’s ok!” I rushed quickly to ease his worry, to which he erupted into a dimple popping grin.

“Good!” he beamed, “come on, I’ll show you where they are filming” he said turning slightly and waiting for me to fall in to stride beside him before we began to make our way across the set. His arm brushed lightly with mine as we walked, the back of his hand dusting the skin of my own with each step he took. Both of us were acutely aware of the contact but neither sad anything about it, instead choosing to continue walking unnecessarily close to one another with as much feigned indifference as we could manage.

“Are you not filming today?” I asked as we squeezed past two more trailers.

“No, I’m not in any of the scenes for a couple of days. They are filming some of the opening shots on the beaches and I don’t come into the film until later on” he explained. I opened my mouth to question him further but he glanced at me with a raised brow and shook his head.

“Don’t bother, Fionn already told me not to tell you anything” he smirked.

“Damn it!” I cried.

“But when we met you said you wouldn’t be able to resist if I started asking you questions?” I said, reminding him of our first meeting to which he chuckled and nodded his head.

“I did, so please don’t try cause Fionn will kill me if I say anything” he laughed. I seized my opportunity.

“Does Fionn die in the movie? Does he get rescued? Do you die? Who dies? Will I cry? What were you filming the other day and why were you all covered in some black sticky stuff?” I rushed. In seconds Harry had me pinned against the side of a white trailer, his hand pressed lightly over my mouth. My stomach erupted in a swarm of butterflies and my blood sizzled in my veins. Harry hesitated for a couple of seconds when he realised the position we had found ourselves in but relaxed when he realised I wasn’t going to push him away in disgust. He removed his hand from my lips but didn’t pull away. His breathing was shallow and a slight blush tinted his cheeks.

“Don’t push it Y/N, cause I will tell you everything and Fionn will never speak to me again” he said lightly and I giggled.

“Sorry, it was worth a shot” I beamed. He gazed at me with bright, thoughtful eyes but said nothing.

“Come on” he said softly, pulling away from me and leading us on.

Harry and I watched filming for several hours. Fionn caught sight of us not long after we arrived and sent me a small wave which I returned and made a mental note to hug and kiss him later. Harry explained all that he could without giving too much away, describing the process and equipment as best he could while repeatedly adding ‘I don’t know much about making movies’.

“So this bit is going to be for the start of the movie?” I asked as Fionn once again ran along the sand carrying a stretcher.

“Yeah this is one of the first scenes” he said.

“And why aren’t you in this bit?” I asked.

“Cause I’m meant to be on that boat over there” he said, pointing to a large, white boat in the distance. ‘Oh’ I said with a small nod. There was a moment of silence as someone called ‘cut’ and ran over to Fionn and the other boy carrying the stretcher and spoke quickly to them.

“So did you really come today just to watch some of the filming?” Harry asked after a while. I kept my eyes on the beach full of people before me and shrugged slightly.

“I’d be lying if I said it was my only reason” I said, glancing quickly at Harry who already had his gaze firmly fixed on me. His cheeks flushed and he bowed his head to hide the smile pulling at the corner of his lips.

“I’ve really liked talking to you over these past couple of weeks” he said quietly and I looked at him once more.

“Really?” I asked, the end of my sentence rising in hope and my eyebrows raising.

“Really” he said genuinely with a small nod. I offered him a beaming smile and felt the heat rising in my cheeks.

“Maybe we could hang out, away from set, I mean. We could go for dinner or something?” he rambled nervously. I giggled and he blushed.

“Sure, I think Fionn is getting sick of seeing me anyway” I laughed to which Harry grinned.

“No, I think he’s just getting sick of the hugs and kisses” he joked and I erupted into a fit of laughter. Harry watched with glittering eyes and a small smile on his lips.

“Yeah he doesn’t like that” I chuckled finally, wiping away a small tear which had leaked from the corner of my eye.

“No he doesn’t,” he said, “I wouldn’t mind it though” he grinned cheekily and I giggled, reaching up on my tip toes to plant a gently kiss on his cheek, much more delicate than the ones I give Fionn. Harry’s face blushed scarlet and I smiled.

“Hey, Y/N!” someone called from the beach. Fionn was making his way towards us and gestured for me to come over to a small set of steps down to the beach.

“I better go see him” I said gently to Harry. He nodded and offered me a small smile.

“So, I’ll message you later about dinner, yeah?” he asked and I smiled.

“Yeah, I’ll send you my number” I said lightly to which he grinned. I took a couple of steps around him and headed towards the steps where Fionn was not waiting patiently at the bottom. I turned back as I reached the first step.

“Oi, Harry!” I called to grab his attention, his head snapped towards me and he raised his eyebrows, “see you around” I grinned. His smile beamed so bright beneath the sun I forgot how to breathe for several seconds.

“See you around Y/N” he said.        

This Is War

Pairing: Stiles Stilinski x Reader

Author: @ninja-stiles

Words: 3077

Author’s Note: I’m kinda cruel in this fic, but it’ll all work out in the end! This is for @mf-despair-queen since I skipped classes today, so here you go babe! She also proofread this for me. She’s great. Salt of the earth!

Lydia was shoving me into my car, throwing my bag into the backseat as I attempted to get out of the driver’s seat when she slammed the door. “Lydia, I’m not following. Why are you trying to make me leave?” I asked and she sighed, running a hand through her strawberry blonde hair. I rolled down the car window so she could speak to me clearly, since I can’t exactly get out of the car.

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Try to Understand (pt. 3)

Characters: Alpha!Dean Smith, Omega!Reader, Omega!Charlie, Beta!Benny

Word Count: 4575 (Not gonna bother apologizing, I like to use words)

Warnings: Language, A/B/O dynamics, mentions of sexual situations

A/N: Hi friends. So, yeah, this took me a while to get back to, but here’s the third part of my AU Alpha!Dean Smith A/B/O based on the song “Magic Man” by Heart. Once again, thanks to @dr-dean for hosting the initial challenge that started this whole story. So much gratitude to @roxy-davenport for being an awesome beta and helping me get this chapter where I wanted it!! As always, feedback and constructive criticism are welcome and appreciated! XOXO

Catch up here Part 1    Part 2    Part 4  *Reader’s thoughts are in italics.

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From Part 2:

“You want me?” he asks again, his fingers dancing on your skin, eyes dark and focused, lips parted as he breathes heavily waiting for your answer.

You lick your dry lips, the word coming out hoarsely, but clear nonetheless.


He hums, satisfied with your response. You watch Dean’s eyes as they follow his fingers along the collar of your shirt. You stretch your neck as he drifts his fingers over the skin there, just barely tickling you and igniting a rush that makes its way down your body in a shiver. Your eyes roll back in your skull, and your head follows the movement, stretching your neck as your head tilts to the side.

His hand moves lower, his palm just brushing over your breast, grazing at the stiff peak of your nipple, making you jerk your head down as you gasp. Your body had never felt this sensitive, so amped up. He watches you respond to him, his jaw set as he focuses on his touch, a controlled hunger in his eyes. Never had you been with a man who had looked at you that way, like he could eat you alive.

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How To Handle Hallucinations 2/8/2016

Hello everyone. Yesterday I got a private message in my inbox from someone who wanted advice on how to handle hallucinations. For the sake of privacy, I’m not going to share their username, but I will share with you guys what I told them.

1) When one of your senses is hallucinating, activate a different one. For example, when you are visually hallucinating, close your eyes, put on headphones, and listen to happy or relaxing music. If you’re hearing voices, take a shower or maybe touch something soft (if you have a pet, they’re -really- great for this). Maybe you have a favorite candy bar that you can have a few bites of, for taste. The point is that you calm down the sense that is hallucinating and focus on the sense that is experiencing what is real.

2) Factual observations. Do your best to avoid giving attention to your hallucinations  and just look around the room you’re in and ask yourself, “Ok, what is in this room that I know is real?” I’ll give you an example. For me, I’m in my computer room in the basement. I see my cat sleeping in his cat bed; I know both he and the bed are real. I have a cabinet full of art supplies; the cabinet and everything in it is real. I see an empty can of diet root beer soda on my desk; I know that is real. You can also do it with hearing and touch. This is called the “Three 3′s”- name three things you see, three things you hear, and three things you can touch. (It’s ok if you can’t come up with three things for each, one or two is a good start!). Don’t pay any attention to something if you don’t know if it’s real: focus only on what you know for sure to be real.

3) Talk to someone you know is grounded in reality. If you’re hearing voices and are unsure what to do, ask a trusted person, “Hey do you hear voices saying [x] right now?” Make sure this is someone who knows about your psychosis and is someone you trust, not just a stranger off the street.

Those are the three main strategies I use to combat hallucinations. If I ever happen to come across more, I’ll be sure to share!

Colors Tell Stories - First Color

College!Tom AU 

Pairing: Tom x Reader 

Summary: Tom and reader are college students, both majoring in English - with an emphasis in Creative Writing. They met their first year and, as third years, have grown closer than ever. 

Color: Pink - a delicate color that means sweet, nice, playful, cute, romantic, charming, and tenderness. The color pink is the color of universal love of oneself and of others. 

People who said ‘pink’/Inspiration for this series: @jaybee1502, @spideychelle-romanogers, @hollandsenses, @just-a-phase-world, @midnightvoid 

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Second Color | Third Color | Fourth Color | Fifth Color | Sixth Color

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Body and Soul - Namjoon

Group: BTS
Member: Namjoon
Type: Smut, Devil!AU
word count: 2947

A/N: when LOTR inspiration goes wrong. 

One dick to rule them all, one dick to find them
One dick to bring them all, and in the darkness bind them

He stood outside on the empty, sleeping street in the night. The lights inside the houses dimmed, the yellow lanterns lighting up the grey, dark road he was roaming instead.

He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply through his nose as he caught that familiar sweet scent again. The scent of his next victim. A sly smirk spread across his face as he casually headed towards the house effusing that distinct smell that made his mouth water and all the blood in his body flow down to one particular body part.

The window on the first floor was open on this hot summer night, the gentle breeze making the flimsy curtains billow, sending another dazzling whiff of that delicious aroma his way. He licked his lips as he stared up at the window, knowing he only had to climb his way through it to be with you.

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Love Yourself

WARNING - self doubt , assholes degrading the reader . 

Request - Thank you so much @melconnor2007 for the request . I hope you like it . 

Hi I was wondering if you could do a one shot requests on Bucky, something along the lines the reader and Bucky have been dating for ages, but she’s struggling with being happy about the way she looks, when she over hears some other agents or people talking about how good looking Bucky is and how muscles he is, then they start saying how the reader isn’t pretty enough to be dating Bucky, and she gets upset locking herself in her room, and Bucky breaks in and is reassuring telling her how pretty she is and how much he loves her and it’s really fluffy if that makes any sense please 

A/N- This wasn’t easy to write . For the first time , I started with a blank page thrice . Tbh , there was a time I felt like this but I no more do . I don’t give shit about people think about the way I look . I like myself and that is all that matters . I don’t like people who choose to like or not like me over superficial things like appearances . So I am open to anyone who wants to speak with me . I want you to make yourself feel better . And one day I hope you realise that you are  beautiful . I LOVE YOU 

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New Beta

Pairing: Stiles x Reader

Author: @ninja-stiles

Words: 2146

Authors Note: I finally finished the first part, and I think it’s pretty good! I hope you all enjoy it! I want to thank @thelittlestkitsune and @nothisisstiles for encouraging me to make this into a fic, @smutandahalf for helping me with some ideas and proofreading, and @stilinski-jpeg for also giving me advice on how it should be structured, and if it was any good or not! Thank you all so much. I love all of you!

I’ve known Stiles and the pack for about a year and a half now. I first moved to Beacon Hills around the middle of junior year. Stiles and I met in a unique but cute kind of way.


I went to the grocery store for my mom the day after we moved, because she was too lazy to go herself. As I walked around the store I had to get my absolute favorite thing to eat, which was chicken flavored ramen. I found the isle that the ramen is stocked in looking for the specific flavor. There was only one package of chicken flavored ramen left and as I go to reach it my hand touches with someone else’s. I jump slightly looking to my left seeing a boy my age reaching for the same package of ramen. I blush slightly seeing how attractive this guy that’s now in front of me. He’s got this gorgeous soft looking brown hair that spikes up in the front, gorgeous amber eyes, an adorable nose, and his lips that look hella soft and pink. My eyes rake down his body slightly checking him out. I already like this guy since he’s wearing a flannel. Ahh I love flannels. There just so comfortable and warm. I’d wear them all the time if I could. As I’m about to speak I notice the guy grab the package of ramen.

“Wait! You’re really not going to be a gentleman and let the girl have the last package? Especially since it might be her favorite?” I ask with slight hope in my voice. The guy looks at me in shock and his cheeks start to turn pink.

“I-uh-I was gonna ask if you wanted it,” he says as he slowly hands me the package.

“O-Oh. Well thank you, so much,” I stutter slightly taking the package out of the guys hands. Our fingers brush against one another’s slightly as both our cheeks turn a darker pink. He turns around to continue his shopping when I yell out to him.

“Wait!” I run up to him and he turns around looking down at me.

“Um would you maybe, um we could eat this together? I’m new in town and I don’t really know anyone so, I was wondering if maybe you’d wanna watch a movie or hang out and we can eat ramen together?” I ask playing with the package in my fingers.

“Oh! Uh yeah,” the guy holds out his hand for me to shake, “Stiles.”

“Y/N,” I smile at him and shake his hand. I dig through my mom’s purse for a piece of paper and a pen. Finding both I put my first and last name on it along with my number and give it to Stiles.

“Just text me and we’ll figure out when we’ll hang out, but I really have to go. It was nice meeting you Stiles,” I give a little wave before walking to a checkout line.

*Flashback over*

I smile at the memory of meeting Stiles as I look at one of the picture frames in my room. I pick it up gently seeing the picture my mom took of Stiles and myself. It was one of the family barbecues my parents had hosted for my family, and I invited Stiles so I didn’t have to be alone. We were sat at the patio table and because there wasn’t enough seat I had to sit in Stiles lap. Since my mom told me that morning she always shipped us, so when she saw that I was sitting on his lap she wanted a picture of us. As she got the camera ready Stiles wrapped both his arms around my waist as I had wrapped one of my arms around his shoulders and linked my hands together as if we were hugging. I remember loving the feeling of his arms wrapped around my waist and even though we sat like that for maybe an hour, it was the best hour of my life.

I put the picture back down checking my phone to see if Stiles had messaged me. The pack was supposed to meet up for a meeting but I haven’t heard anything yet. There’s been so much going on lately with the dread doctors, Theo and his stupid chimeras that are bugging the fuck out of me. Lydia was stuck in Eichen House and the doctors there are doing who knows what with her. I can tell Stiles is super worried about her, he always has been. I wish that he had that amount of worry towards me, but I’m just his best friend. I sigh as I violently wipe the tears that escaped onto my cheeks. I hate crying, and I hate the fact that Stiles can make me cry so easily. I got a text from Stiles saying that he needed help with the research on the dread doctors. I grab my coat and car keys heading out to my car. I drive over to Stiles’ house letting myself in since the Sheriff absolutely adores me. I head upstairs to his room not seeing Stiles present.

“Stiles?” I ask looking around checking in his bathroom but there’s nobody. “What the hell?”

“Sorry, but it looks like Stiles won’t be joining us,” a girl that I recognized as Tracy mentions as she stalks towards me. I walk back towards Stiles’ door ready to run out of it and as I run towards it she beats me to it slamming it and pushing me up against it. She bares her teeth at me with her hand wrapped around my throat. My heart beats erratically as I try to pry her hand worried she’ll kill me. I feel her take her hands off my throat and I breath out in relief until I feel her claws stab into my side as I gasp for breath looking down at her hand whispering out, “why?” as I fall to the floor holding my wound. Tracy walks out the door leaving me for dead and I look up towards the bed seeing my phone go off and I try to crawl towards it but I wince at the pain in my side increases. I lay on the floor of Stiles’ bedroom staring at the ceiling as a few tears slip from my eyes.

Stiles’ POV

I follow Parrish to a car lot and see him look into a white van seeing the two dead chimeras. He closes the object they’re placed in shutting the van doors before taking off in the van. I tried calling Scott when Theo showed up in his black SUV and he jumped out fast walking over to me.

“Sorry, I got here as fast as I could,” Theo says.

“We gotta go. Now. Parrish has got the bodies,” I say to Theo as I head towards his car.

“Okay, wait up. Stiles wait.”

“Parrish is out and he’s got the bodies. We’ve gotta find Scott and tell him,” I tell him opening the car door.

“Stiles!” Theo yells and I close the car door walking a little bit towards him.

“I don’t think Scott wants to talk to you right now.”

“Yeah, thanks. I’m aware of that,” I start to head back to the door, “It doesn’t matter. He needs to know about this.”

“Stiles,” Theo warns, “Scott doesn’t want to talk to you, but I think your dad does,” he says holding up my school ID.

Theo was walking away from me as I was following telling me, “Your dad was looking for you Stiles. He found me instead.”

“Where is he?” I ask with a little bit of anger and concern in my voice.

“I covered for you. This was taken care of. If Melissa didn’t find it at the hospital. I guess even the son of a cop can make mistakes,” The states as we walk around in a circle.

“Did you hurt him?” I ask.

“I never lied about why I came to Beacon Hills. I’m here for a pack. I came for the werecoyote. The one whose first instinct is to kill, I came for the Banshee, the girl surrounded by death, I came for the dark kitsune, the beta with anger issues, I came for Void Stiles. That’s the pack I want, unfortunately it doesn’t include Scott,” Theo yells at me with anger and determination in his voice. “Your heartbeat is rising, Stiles. It’s not because you’re afraid. Nogitsune is gone, but you’ve still got more blood on your hands than any of us,” Theo says smirking at me.

“I’m about to get more,” I say angrily.

“I’ll tell you where your dad is,” Theo says placing my ID on the hood of the car, “if you promise not to help Scott.”

I punch Theo in the face out of anger. He stumbles back laughing menacingly.

“There he is! That’s Void Stiles,” Theo mentions excitingly, “it felt good, didn’t it?”

I punch him in the face again as I stumble back and Theo falls to the ground. He sits up and spits blood out of his mouth looking up at me, “We won’t tell Scott, because you can’t lose your best friend right? Even though we both know, you never needed him.”

I grunt landing on Theo gripping his coat as he eggs me on, “You hate me now, but you’ll get it eventually. This is the hard part, because you can’t help Scott and save your dad’s life, or maybe even Y/N’s life. You still got time Stiles.”

“Y/N? What did you do to her?!” I yell angrily.

“I didn’t do anything personally. Although, Tracy might have met her at your house. Choose who to save Stiles. You’ve got time.” Theo says and I stand up and start running towards my house dialing Melissa’s number.

“Stiles, I can’t really tal-,” I cut her off with worry in my voice.

“Melissa you gotta go find my dad! He’s hurt and Y/N’s hurt I need to get to my house, but please. Please find him,” I plead to her as a few tears escape my eyes.

“I will Stiles, I will.” Melissa says and hangs up.

I put my phone in my pocket finally getting to my house bursting through the front door. I look everywhere downstairs first before yelling out her name.

“S-Stiles,” I hear her whimper from upstairs.

I run up the stairs into my room finding her bleeding out on my floor. I instantly kneel next to her grabbing her free hand taking my phone back out calling 911. I tell them I need an ambulance at my address immediately and they told me they’re sending one out now. I hang up throwing my phone onto the bed and runs my other hand through her hair.

“You’re going to be okay Y/N. J-Just stay with me okay?” I say to her as she nods weakly. I hear the sirens get closer and I wipe the tears that spilled onto my cheeks.

“D-Don’t cry please…” Y/N says trying to lift her hand, but she’s too weak. I nod leaning down kissing her forehead as I go let the paramedics in telling them she’s upstairs.

They get her on a stretcher and bring her to the ambulance and ask me if I want to ride with her. I nod immediately, getting in, and sitting beside her. I reach for her hand stroking her soft skin with my thumb. We arrive at the hospital in about ten minutes and the doctors told me I need to wait in the waiting room. I was notified that my dad arrived a few minutes before we did, and he was going into surgery. I went up to the registration desk giving the nurse information on my dad.

“Stilinski, right?” The nurse asks me, “you said his insurance was with the county? He’s a deputy?”

“No, he’s the sheriff, he’s the county sheriff. Okay. He’s covered. I mean he should be covered,” I sigh and Melissa comes up behind me telling that nurse that she’ll take care of it. She pulls me to the side to talk to me but my eyes keep gravitating towards Y/N’s room.

“Is-Is she going to be okay?” I ask looking back at her.

“She’s going to be fine. You got there in time before something worse could’ve happened,” she says smiling sadly at me.

“Ca-Can I see her?” I ask with slight hope in my voice.

“Yeah, c’mon.” She brings me to her room letting us be alone and closes the door as she walks out. I slide a chair over to her bedside as she smiles weakly at me.

“Hi,” she says softly and I take her hand into mine smiling at her.

“Hey. How are you feeling?” I ask her.

“Better than before that’s for sure. Thank you Stiles, for saving my life.”

“If I had only known this was gonna happen I would’ve made you come with me,” I sigh bringing her hand to my lips placing a small kiss on them.  

Eddie X Fem!Reader: “Flirtatious”

Dedicated to @lady-loki-l


I was sitting down on one of the benches by the school the day before the last day. I was reading “Judy Blume”, but the wind kept blowing my hair in front of my face and made me place my bookmark in the spine of my pages and close it. I pouted and sat waiting for Beverly to come by. I looked to my right and noticed Eddie walking towards me with his head down.

“Hey, (Y/N).”


I started swinging my legs and kicking the cement below me while avoiding eye contact. There was an awkward long pause before he spoke again.

“Are you a camera? Cause’ every time I look at you, I smile.”

I slightly laugh at his attempt. I look away from him to try and hold in the rest of my laughter. Beverly came walking down the stairs from the school.

“Oh here’s Bev.”

Eddie quickly looked up and looked to my direction and froze to see Beverly calling my name to follow her.


I see Eddie leaning on a trash can with a smirk and wipes his shirt.

“Guess what I’m wearing?! The smile you just gave me!”

I only laughed again and ran up faster to catch up with Beverly.

“See you around, Ed!”

I kept walking but then stopped and looked in the corner of my eye to make sure Eddie didn’t notice me watching him. He ended up falling against the trash can. He quickly stands up and looks around to make sure no one had saw. He glances at the trash can and sighs deeply. He goes to pick up what has fallen out but gives up and throws his hands into the air in a sign of defeat. I laugh again and hear Beverly call my name.



‘He’s cute’, I thought.

Well, I went to bed straight away after spending the day with Beverly and the other kids at school. I ended up waking up immediately and got ready for the last day of school. I put on a white T-shirt, shorts with ankle socks, and slipped into my Mary Jane shoes. 

I walked into the building to put my stuff into my locker. I see Eddie talking with one of the Loser’s Club members, Bill and decided to make up my mind. I walk towards him.

“So in the game I ended up killing it!”

“Uh Ed? Can I talk to you real quick?”

Bill stares at Eddie with wide eyes but shrugs and turns around.


We both walk around the corner. I look at him and decided to ask him out.

“Will um, will you go out with me?”

Eddie’s face looks like he just saw a grizzly bear. He shakes his head and his hands start to shake.

“Yes, uh yes.”

“Sweet. We meet after school?”

He nods his head. He runs back to Bill. I head for class but I felt myself stop to eavesdrop Eddie and Bill’s conversation.

“Bill! She just asked me out!”

“Oh..T-T-That’s nice!”

“I know…”

I hear him heavily breathing and take out his inhaler. I smile to myself and go upstairs to my first class.

Underneath the Bandages

Summary: Dan hits his head whilst masturbating, and despite being rather awkward, the incident brings him closer with his best friend, Phil.

Warnings: vomit, hospitals, head injuries, fainting, mentions of masturbation

Word count: 6.7k

A/N: Disclaimer, probably not my best work but I wrote it so here you go.

A loud thump from Dan’s room interrupted the TV programme I was watching. At first I thought it was nothing, but as I replayed the sound in my head, it started to bother me. He probably just dropped something, he was known for his butterfingers, but something made me worry that it could be something serious.

I turned the volume off on the TV and called out his name, “DAN!?”

There was no reply.

To ease my mind I decided I would go and check everything was okay. I stood up, slipping my phone into my pocket and made my way to Dan’s room. The door was shut, so I knocked, again saying Dan’s name loudly. When there was again no reply, I decided I would go in. I guess he could be asleep and maybe the noise came from the neighbours, but something in the back of my mind told me that I needed to know.

I opened the door and was met with a sight that I had not prepared myself to see; Dan lying, naked, on the floor.

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Straying From The Usual {Kim Taehyung} ~ceasefire~

Prompt:  Reader catches Tae masturbating calling their name and they offer to help him out? Make it fluffy at the end pls~ ♥️

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Word Count: 1.1k

Warning: None

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// In which Antonio Alejandro Bartholomew IV comes to terms with himself  //

part 8 of the sugar daddy series (part 1)

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Content: Vampire!Au, Angel!Au, Demon!Au | 18+ violence and gore

Genre: angst | smut | fluff 

Word Count: 2k

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“Look what you’ve done to me all this time!” I pushed continuously on his chest as he tried to hold me onto it, “You and your brothers transformed me into a monster! I’m dirty and sinful now and you love what you are seeing”

“Don’t tell me you didn’t like all the evenings and nights that we passed in this room, on my bed. With my head between your thighs and you screaming my name while holding the blankets. All I can hear is your sweet voice calling me”

“How can you be like this? How can you say that when you took the only thing I wanted from me?” Tears started to fall down from my eyes, “I-I don’t want this anymore. I don’t want to be with you forever" 

“What do you want me to do Y/N, I’m in lo—“

"Kill me”

trapped inside his arms

One Year Before

In a rainy day a man was spending his time at a local bar, the place didn’t suit him as it was frequented by dealers and prostitutes. Although, he liked it that way. Being surrounded by dirty and weak souls which drowned themselves in alcohol, he could easily find a bait.

Instead of it, his need was covered by a curiosity feeling as the air had been filled with a sweet and suffocating scent. He couldn’t believe that in the middle of that bar, existed someone pure. Someone who was filled with good desires. The man decided to follow its trail and stomped at a door, luckily it wasn’t locked but he could listen to voices coming from inside the room.

“If it continues like this I’ll have to discharge you milady”

“Please sir! I have a little brother! I can’t live in the streets with him so promise that you will be patient with me, I’ll pay the check in one week just, please”

“One week? And what about the others? You’ll do the same thing! I’m sorry but you’ll have to go away. You’re discharged" 

The man heard steps near the door and decided to move away a little so he could see who was coming from inside the room. A middle-aged man left the place and it was possible to hear sobs behind him. He decided to enter the room to see where it was coming from and saw a small figure curled up in the corner of the office. Its aura shining at his eyes and he wouldn’t do anything about it, being pure the way it was.

I saw a man entering the room and for a moment I thought it was the owner of the restaurant. Instead of it, a young person stood there looking at me, his cold stare and really pale skin got me thinking about who was he or even what was he. The man didn’t suit the ambiance.

"How are you doing? Well not nice I suppose but, I can help you”

 Help me? I never received help from a stranger especially one like him.

“By the way, you won’t talk to me right? So let me explain” He sat on an old chair near from where I was sitting, “I administer a pension on the forest side and, by coincidence, we are needing a maid. I can pay you ten times more than this place and you could afford a better place for your brother to stay, wouldn’t that be wonderful?”

He talked too fast almost like trying to hide something. However, I needed the money and didn’t have a lot of choices. Maybe he was just a good stranger with a generous soul.

“B-But ten times more? Isn’t it too much for a maid?”

“I know you need the money, for you and for your brother”

My brother. He was so naive and intelligent, I want to give him everything that I didn’t have and this is the best chance.

“I accept it”

“Well then, find me at the front of this place tomorrow morning. I have to go now" 


I called but he had been gone. He took the cold atmosphere that was surrounding the room with him. I went back home to meet my brother lying down and crying on the corner of the small kitchen when he saw me he ran into my arms hugging me tightly.

“What happened little?” I cleaned the single tear on his cheek.

“I-I saw a monster” He started to sob again, “He had really big teeth and was ugly sister! I’m afraid”

I walked to the front of the bar to meet the man. For a moment I noticed the same cold weather as when he entered the room yesterday and looking backwards  I saw an automobile coming my way. It stopped  in front of me and someone got out from its cabin. It was the man.

“Ah you are here! Let me help you” He picked up my luggage and walked towards the vehicle making me follow him, “First of everything, are you sure about your choice? This is a contract you may know”

I nodded agreeing with his words. What could I do more?

“By the way, I’m Jin,” He said while putting the suitcase on the cabin.

After telling him my name he helped me to get into the vehicle. The pension was away from the city, isolated in the middle of the forest. Jin kept silence in all the travel and I was getting scared every second that we entered some new part of the location until I saw a house’s ceiling.

“We’re here”

He helped me to get out of the vehicle and walked to the front of the house with my luggage. Then, he gave me a grin and turned to the automobile.

“Are you not coming with me?” I asked as he entered the cabin and waved to me to enter the house. 

“I have to buy something,” Jin said and drove out the entering of the yard.

As I didn’t have choice I decided to enter the mansions. It wasn’t like the expected — full of people walking in and out of the rooms. It was quite strange and the silence was taking its place as I walked through what seemed to be the living room. Everything was covered by a thick layer of dust and I asked myself how many years someone hadn’t clean those shelves.

I heard a sound coming from the other side of the hall, the room had given space to a large library. The sound came from a door and I was tempted to open it. When I did that a small puppy rushed towards the room and someone stomped at my feet. 

“Oh! You found Cece, she’s being running away from me all day long”

The boy scratched the back of his neck while looking around and finding the dog. He didn’t have a normal appearance as the ambient turned bright when he entered it. His body exhaled a refreshing smell and it was impossible to not smile at his actions. 

“I’m Taehyung, welcome to the pension! Jin said a girl was coming here today so it’s probably you" 

"Hello, actually I’m the new maid” When I said that his smile faded away and he got closer to me.

“Jin said that to you? Are you in need of money?" 

"Uhm… Yes, but how do you know these things?”

Suddenly we heard a loud bang coming from upstairs and Taehyung pressed my body on the wall making me shiver. He signed for me to not make noises. What was he trying to do? 

“I don’t know what got on you but listen to my words. You have to run away from here as soon as you can”  The boy said while putting his hand on my mouth to shush me, “Don’t be nervous, he will find you if you stay like that" 

"He?! What are you talking about? I’m just a ma—“

My voice was interrupted when all the lights of the room started to blink in a fast pace. Taehyung closed his arms around my body as he was trying to protect me from something. The lights went back to normal and the boy let go off of me but widened his eyes at my behind.

Turning backward I bumped in the chest of another man. He had a grin plastered on his face and pulled me by my waist.

"Already? Jin is really fast isn’t he Tae?” He let out a loud laugh and pushed me to the side, “How long before Jimin ki—“

"Shut up! Jimin won’t do nothing this time”

“Let’s see Hyung

He left the library leaving me stiffened on my place not knowing what to do. Taehyung picked up my luggage and took me upstairs showing the way to my room. 

“I’ll talk to Jin later about everything. You can’t stay here” He said while putting my bag on the mattress, “And don’t matter what happens, never enter the last room in the hallway”

Taehyung bowed and left the room. Everything that happened minutes ago got me thinking what I got myself into, they didn’t act like normal people. 

Your bedroom was one of the first in the hall and along with it existed other four rooms. The house was like a museum, as antiquities hanged in every corner. Some walls had severe scratching marks on it and a lot of books that were in the room talked about supernatural creatures. 

I have to escape this place.



When the night came I got to bed and covered my whole body with the white silk blankets. The weather apparently changed in that place and the more you tried to sleep more the cold would get to your bones.

I couldn’t sleep because the noises I was hearing coming outside the room. Creating some courage I left my room and came across a dark hall, everything’s was silent and the only source of light was from the end of the hallway.

For coincidence, the walking sounds and the light were from the same place. You confronted a closed door and with shivers running down your spine you turned the doorknob.

The room was like yours but a lot more destroyed. Some papers and clothes were thrown on the ground and the bed was completely unorganized. But those weren’t the bigger problem. Getting closer to a drawer next to the bed I saw the same scratching marks from my room, this time a lot deeper.

I could tell the carpet was stained with little drops of blood that guided me around the room and stopped in front of other door. It wasn’t totally closed

Taking a long breath I looked through the small opening and saw a man facing a mirror. He hadn’t noticed me yet but his appearance terrified me. I gulped down as I saw his white shirt taken by blood marks. The redness flowed from the corners of his mouth.

I saw his expression change and he looked backward where I was standing. I tried to hide but in a matter of seconds, he had me locked on the wall.

“So you are the new one uh? What a great bait he chose for me” His eyes scanned your body going back to eyes.

“W-What are you talking about? The moment I entered this place all of you won’t stop talking about this”

“Haven’t you heard about The Hunters’ stories?” I nodded recognizing the title.

The Sacred Hunters. They were in the majority men who admitted to haunt dark creatures but most of the population didn’t believe them. I didn’t believe them either, in the end, it was all children scary stories.

“Are you one of them?” That could explain the blood but still would leave a lot of questions without an answer.

He let out a chuckle and got away from me, taking off his shirt and exposing his skin. His body was full of scars, round ones that looked like bullet marks.

“I’m what they haunt”

A/N: Helloo~ Hope you like the beginning of this new controversial story. As always I’m not really proud about it but I promise I will improve my writing         (o´ω`o)ノ