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Supernatural School Pt. 2

Part 1 (X)

It always takes time to sort yourself out after a reaping, even a relatively pleasant one. That’s why, even though you’d like to rejoin Sam, Amanda and Lexi in the cafeteria, you head back to the dorms.

You don’t feel any different after. Some legends say that you eat the souls of the dead, praying on them for sustenance. You’d like to say that Reapers never do that, that they never commit such a heinous crime, but you’ve been around long enough to know better than to lie. There are words for Reapers who eat, none of which you’d dare say here. Names give things power and eaters get more than their fair share to begin with.

You shiver under the blazing sun and try to turn your mind to more pleasant topics.

You are halfway back to your room, when you see Ms. Jan, Mr. T and Principal Finn rushing towards the animal husbandry building. Mr. T’s upset enough that his mane has burst free of his button-down shirt though he’s the only one of the three so affected. Ms. Jan, all banshee characteristics gone, is composed as she leads the group, strides long and purposeful. Principal Finn is listening to her seriously, his wheelchair rolling over the grass easily, with a grim expression on his face.

This is, of course, until he sees you.

You keep your expression blank as Principal Finn says something to Ms. Jan and Mr. T, gesturing for them to go on, and then directs his motorized wheelchair towards you.

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The Broken & the Healing {NESSIAN Oneshot}

Wrote this on a whim, there was not a lot of planning involved. I sat down to write an essay for economics, and this flowed out instead.

Cassian’s POV. Little smut. Lots of sass. 

I hope you enjoy!

“Hit me.”

Nesta blinked at my outstretched hands. “This is ridiculous.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at her serious, and highly annoyed, expression. “You said you wanted me to train you. I’m training you. You are a beginner. I am your instructor. Do as I say.”

Her lips twisted into a sadistic smile. “Do you ever get tired of hearing yourself talk?”

“Nesta. Hit.”

She rolled her eyes, flinging out her hand, her palm hitting mine.

“What, are you giving me a high five?” I raised my eyebrows.

She bared her teeth, sending a chill down my spine. Not from terror, but from something far more animalistic. 

I remembered who I was dealing with.

“Try, Nesta,” I ordered, pushing aside the images that had popped into my mind. “I don’t expect you to be perfect, but I know you can do a hell of a lot better than that.”

I thought of her during the war, when she saved me, when she protected me. When she fought by my side as my equal in battle. When I thought her face would be the last one that I’d see before eternity swept me away.

She gave me a look that said I am perfect, but kept her mouth shut as she made a second attempt.

I chuckled. “You hit like a girl.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” she yelled, frustrated, throwing her arms in the air. “I have seen Mor, Amren, and Feyre all give you serious bruises. And, yes, I was there when Amren knocked you on your ass last week.”

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BTS reaction to finding your toys under the bed

Kim Taehyung

Tae would just look at the foreign object under the bed in curiosity as he’d never seen the decorative box before.

“Jagiya, what is the box for? Is it yours?” He’d ask as he opened the lid.

His eyes would widen at the sight and a darker mindset would consume him.

“Why didn’t you tell me about this stuff? We could’ve had so much more fun.” The young man said as he pulled out pair a of cuffs and your leather paddle.


He’d cut you off by cuffing your hands behind you and placing a firm grip around your throat.

“You’ve been keeping secrets from me, i’m gunna have to punish you for that”

The way he whispered in your ear and bent you over the bed had you completely aroused even before he swung the paddle, slapping your ass making you jump at the impact.

Tae would grab your hair pulling it back as he slipped your panties off, inserting his two digits forcefully into your heat making you moan at his touch.

Originally posted by missbaptan

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Members of the campus Gay-Straight Alliance were confused when they arrived at the normal meeting space and found it empty with no chairs. Still, many of them just sat on the floor and waited for proceedings to start.

They seemed even more confused when the straight Captain of the campus wrestling team walked in holding a leash that lead to a collar around the neck of the alliance president who was carrying a stool with both hands which he placed in the center of the room and beside which he dutifully knelt. The wrestling Captain sat down on the chair and in doing so became the only person not on the floor.

“Okay see if you faggots can stop staring at me long enough to try to listen to what I’m saying. Your president here spent last night crawling around the wrestling hall bathroom licking toilets clean while me and some buddies took pictures and it also seemed like he was eavesdropping. The wrestling team wants to take a trip this summer to a rented beach house up state. We need time to unwind after we win the big tournament but we’re so busy training and having actual worth to the college, that we haven’t been able to raise funds. When your president heard this and after he had gulped down a mouthful of my piss, he made a proposition. Isn’t that right, faggot?”

The wrestling Captain had grabbed by alliance president’s peroxide dyed hair and made him nod in compliance.

“ You fags have literally nothing to do. You have no competitions to win and the college expects nothing from you so we think that you should raise the money. We’ll probably need about 20 grand in total to cover the place, the food, the booze and keep in mind we all plan to bring plenty of pussy to entertain ourselves. We don’t really care how you do it but we want it all in the next 50 days. Now, we know your president here is in favor of the idea but if there’s anyone here that doesn’t agree, feel free to leave now”.

The room was still, more mature members were sporting obvious hard-ons in their skinny jeans. Two brand new members who had come along for their first night were kneeling in the back row. Both thought about leaving but were completely transfixed on the straight Alpha in front of them.

“Haha, not a single one of you faggots left. I fucking knew it. Okay so organize your fruity little bake sales or car washes. A few of you have cars, I’m sure they’ll catch some cash if you sell them. I’m sure a bunch of you have tickets to that Katy Perry concert coming up. Sell them and hand over the cash. Shit, call your poor parents and beg them if you have to”

The wrestling Captain grabbed the alliance president by his hair and chin and held his face to his own.

“Well i’m sure you scum have a lot of work to do but take this and don’t wipe it off”.

The wrestling Captain roughly cleared his sinuses and spat a discolored loogie right into his fag’s face.

“So long you pieces of shit and keep your eyes on the floor until I’m gone. Remember that’s 50 days!”.

The alliance president waited until he heard the door close to stand up, leash still swinging from his neck and spit still dripping down his face.

“Well, I’m glad we’re all on the same page and I guess we have some work to do”.

Good Boys Like Bad Girls (Part 5)

Summary:  Most teachers had a pet student but not many students had one. Except you.

“Beware that, when fighting monsters, you yourself do not become a monster… for when you gaze long into the abyss. The abyss gazes also into you.”

Word Count: 4.5k

Kinks Included In This Chapter: Voyeurism, orgasm denial, choking

Author’s Note: I’m aware that a particular character goes through an apparent 180-degree turn in personality too suddenly in this chapter. I acknowledge this mistake and I will fix it at some point to make it flow much better but for now, I hope you can still enjoy it as is. 

(Woo two gifs for one chapter. I’ll give credits when I wake up as well)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Final Part

As you expected, Taehyung didn’t let you go that easily. He missed school, camped down in front of your house, and when that failed as you resorted to just not going home and staying with Jungkook wherever the hell he chose to spend his nights, he started following the both of you. That, of course, led to numerous clashes between the two boys that had Taehyung landing in the hospital every time without fail, just to get on his feet again and continue chasing you.

There was something to be said about his loyalty and perseverance but he was drawing too much attention to you and frankly, you were getting tired of his shit.

“Just go home, Taehyung. Let it go. Go on with your life. Seeing you get beat up every day is getting more than a little pathetic.” You wave your hands in the air dismissively, towering over the boy slumped on the floor and holding his stomach in agony.

“Never.” He hisses out and pulls his hand away from his stomach, showing you a metallic object held tightly in his fist.

You squint, struggling to decipher what the object covered in blood is when Jungkook speaks up.

“You stole my pocket knife.” He laughs, “You think that’s gonna help you?”

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cosleia  asked:

kylux 31?

I actually found a way to make this not angsty, I’m a little impressed myself! After the angst of the last one I figured we could use some good ol canonverse kylux ;) ~1,4k!

31. “You lied to me.”

Hux waits for Ren to step off the transport docking in the ship’s largest landing bay, hands clasped behind his back. He’s not wearing his greatcoat, and his face is schooled into blankness, trying to appear like he does this for every high clearance level transport that docks aboard the Finalizer. Detached. Protocol.

Ren knows better, infuriatingly, knows Hux’s presence is a special occasion and he’ll extrapolate whatever sentimental nonsense from it that he fancies. Better though that his officers think that his being there means a surprise inspection, instead of the absurd notion that he had missed Kylo Ren while he was away.

The ship settles and after a moment the exit ramp begins to lower with a hiss. Then he’s there, striding straight-backed and powerful out of the ship and wearing a new set of robes that billow out behind him as he approaches.

Hux berates himself for noticing.

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hate me now;

shin hoseok | love is a fleeting feeling. it’d be nice if that thought was mutual. | 2.9k words. | just pure angst. | based off “how can I say?” by day6 and “honestly” by monsta x. sequel: today, i smile.

Originally posted by wonhontology

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Her Liking Their Possessiveness: EXO

Psychotic Shit 2.0

I’m dabbing at obsession, here, though. This makes me think that I’m a dangerous person.

Block B |


Even if MinSeok was a control freak that would always know where you are at and would always inquire about the personal information of the people who you acquaint yourself with- taking particular interest in the males as their heads might go; even though to the others your relationship looked toxic and even deadly, all that mattered to the two of you was that you loved each other.


Killing a man for looking at you in a way that seemed dirty to him was a no thinker- he’d do it over and over again if only he had a chance to. Besides, it seemed as if you saw it only as his show of immense love for you.


“YiXing, I was invited to a party. Am I allowed to go?”

“Will there me any scum-bags like last time?”

“Even if there will be, you will be able to take care of all of them, anyway. Right, Oppa?”


“(Y/N), I’m serious in saying that I will never let you go. I love you too much to let you go. I know that my line of work might scare you, but I also don’t care because I’m a selfish, possessive bastard that needs you by my side.”

“Baek, I can’t imagine my life without you. I think it might even be the case of you actually getting tired of me first.”

“Together even in the after-world.”


JongDae would occasionally check your phone and ask whether there was a man or two talking to you, possibly flirting. If he did not like a certain message on your phone, or a certain picture on your social media, that `looked too racy`, he would grit his teeth quietly, but would never say a word. If there was flirting involved, he would send you fake smile and say that `you were still his, so it was okay`.

But you knew that you were pushing the man to his limits and soon his possessiveness would come out.

Until then, you could only anticipate the new on flood of emotions that would pass through the love of your life.


“I will tie a leash over your neck if I ever hear any news of you sneaking out without my permission and then flirting with the fuckers that don’t know who you belong to, Fairy.”

“That sounds like an extremely inviting idea, Channie. We’d be together for a much longer period of time, then.”


Yes, it was a very well known fact that KyungSoo was a possessive man, but it was new information to you that he was also obsessive. You found that out one morning after waking up in an iron cage, KyungSoo sitting on the other side of it with an insane smile upon his full lips. Was it bad that the whole scenario made you yearn for him all the more?

“Are you comfortable, Princess?”

“I’ll always be comfortable in your presence, Soo.”


With a lot of money and without the justice of the law, JongIn could do pretty much everything that he ever wished to do. Buying you a house in the middle of Seoul was not an exception, only if he knew you would be safe from the consequences of his actions in his work. Or so he said, though it was clear to you that he actually wanted to hide you away from the men of this world; and you were perfectly fine with it, continuing to live as normal in his golden cage.

“Nini, what would you like for breakfast today~?”


Sehun had set up a couple of rules surrounding your scandalous relationship and if you ever break any of those rules, there would be dire consequences.

“(Y/N), do you want me to lock you up for a while, so that the rules that I had set up come back to your memory? I thought it was clear that there would be no communication between you and any other man beside your father when I’m not present.”

“But Sehunnie, I like it when you get so possessive. It makes me feel loved.”

“Then you’ll also love the punishments set up for breaking the rules, won’t you?”

I’m sorry mother, I have sinned!!!

They’re all pretty similar, in a way, but there was really no other way of doing these two requests.

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The Charmer

This is the beginning of a series requested by @hinaasyed on Sleepover Saturday. This will be an ongoing series so if you want me to tag you in the proceeding parts just tell me.

“If you go in now, you’ll scare her off,” Steve spoke into COMMS.

“Yeah well if we keep waiting she’ll get away,” Natasha spoke back. They were watching a waitress in a nearby restaurant. She was a suspected superhuman, and therefore she was on the Avengers’ radar. She smiled as she set a plate in front of her customers, two undercover Avengers Wanda and Sam.

“I need orders,” Sam spoke on the communications lines.

“Bring her in,” Steve ordered. He and Natasha went to the two exits in the restaurant, preventing her from running away. As the woman set a plate in front of Wanda, Sam set papers on the table. At the sound of the paper hitting the table, she looked over at it. The moment she did her stomach dropped. Her own name was written on the papers, as well as her affiliation with a company she had just barely made it out of alive. She looked up to Sam, unsure of what to do.

“Don’t worry I’m not affiliated with them. But you do have to come with us.”

She looked around and noticed Natasha standing by the front entrance, “Who are you with?”

“The Avengers. We could use someone with your skill.”

She looked over at Wanda, and sighed, she couldn’t take them all. She didn’t have a choice, “I don’t really have a choice, huh?” she murmured looking down, “Do I go right now?”

“It would be for the best.”

She nodded and they stood up, flanking her and leading her out of the restaurant without anyone being the wiser. She considered running, as they got outside, she thought better of it as Natasha turned around. She remembered seeing Natasha on the news some time ago, when SHIELD disbanded. At the very least she could take solace in knowing that she was going with the Avengers and this wasn’t a trap, especially once Steve joined them. As far as this situation goes it could be worse.

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Honey Boy II | myg

Originally posted by sillksuga

pairing ➳ yoongi x named oc (fabel)
genre ➳ fluff, ANGST
tags + warnings ➳ hybrid!au - cat!yoongi
word count ➳ 2,800+

previous | m.list | next ↝ (coming soon) 

“Hey, Suga?” Peeking his head up, Yoongi looked in the direction Fabel’s voice had come from, scowling at the nickname she had gifted him a few days ago before leaning off his spot on the end of the couch and stretching as he walked to Fabel’s bedroom. There, he found her in bed, pajamas on with her hair tied up and reading glasses tilting off her nose. Yoongi had noticed that he liked her best when she wasn’t in frilly uptight clothes and she had taken a shower so she actually smells like herself and he guessed it had almost everything to do with what he was prepared for. 

“Come here.” she grinned, patting the empty spot next to her in her grand bed. It took Yoongi almost three months to get comfortable with sleeping in the same bed as Fabel and at first, he opted to sleep on the foot of her bed, but now he could crawl under the duvet next to her, sometimes, without hesitation. He eased himself into the bed, crawling under the bedding so he could bury his face comfortably in Fabel’s chest and weave his arms around her back. He loved feeling the heat of her skin radiating into his, the smell of summer peaches and cream filling his nose. Fabel could feel the comfortable purr rumbling deep in Yoongi’s chest as her hands danced through the thick stands of silver resting on Yoongi’s head. 

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Diana Prince x Reader

Tags~ @agent221b

“We should get a dog.” You told Diana as you sat on the couch together

Diana looked at you with confusion on her face. It had been a few months since you and Diana had started dating and it was interesting, to say the least. You had become part of the Justice League awhile back and you and Diana instantly clicked. And a few months after that you had asked her out.

“A dog? Like Cerberus?” She asked you and you nodded

“Yeah except it doesn’t have three heads and it’s nice.” You answered her and she nodded

“I see, then I agree we should get a dog.” She smiled at you and you hugged her

“Thank you!”

~A few hours later~

You groaned as you got home from work and noticed that Diana was gone. You shrugged figuring that she was still at work and dropped onto the couch. You closed your eyes and laid your head on the back of the couch enjoying the silence. A few minutes later you hear the door open and you open your eyes to see Diana walk in with a huge grin on her face.

“What are you so happy about?” You grinned at her and she looked at you

“I got a dog!” She announced and you raised an eyebrow.

“What kind of dog?” You asked her curious about her getting the dog on her own.

She moved away from the door so you could see the dog sitting behind her on a leash and collar around his neck. Except it wasn’t a domestic dog, it was a wolf. You shrieked and fell off of the couch. You cautiously got up and looked at the wolf sitting in your house.

“Is something wrong?” Diana asks you concerned and you look at her

“Ummm, you brought home a wolf, Diana.” You told her and she didn’t understand

“I don’t understand, I asked Bruce and he said this was a dog.” Diana informed you 

“Well, this dog is a wild dog, you know not safe to humans sweetie.” You tell her and she looks at the wolf.

“But he listens, see, Alexandros stand.” Diana commanded the wolf and he did as he was told.

She grinned at you and you smiled back at her not wanting to break her heart by making her take him back. 

“Alright, we can keep him, but if he starts acting wild he’s leaving. And we’re getting him a rabies vaccine ” You told her and her grin got even bigger.

She shut the door and walked over to you, giving you a hug. You smile and wrap your arms around her neck and look to Alexandros and he just wags his tail.

“I’m so glad you’re happy about our dog.” She tells you and pulls away

“He is cute, but I have a phone call to make.” You tell her and walk into your office

“Who are you calling?” She questions and you glare as you walk down the hall

“Bruce and I have are going to have a little chat.” You growled out


Member: Taeyong

Genre: vampire AU, maybe angst, probably not fluff

Words: 1.2k

Warnings: blood, near death kind of experience

a/n: this was inspired by my friend who said taeyong looked like a vampire 

Originally posted by t-yong

The moon glanced off the mirror, a speckled ivory slither piercing the onyx night that caught your attention as your head drooped, eyes fixed on the metal sink in front of you.

Knuckles turned pale, blue tinges running across the back of your hands more prominent as your grip on the edges of the alabaster sink tightened.

Another hazy breath escaped your lips, vision tinted crimson with murky ages, another surge of pain flushing through your body.

Gasps clouded the surface of the mirror as you lurched forward, head resting against the cold glass feeling almost nothing to the ice running through your blood.

‘Get it together’  You cursed yourself, crunching your eyes closed and trying to fight through the pain as you pulled back from the sink, eyes floating dead ahead.

The sight in front of you almost made you scream.

Where the image of you, skin growing wan and lips becoming chalky, should have been reflected in the mirror, in front of you, your reflection seemed faded, a tattered picture growing more and more translucent as the seconds passed.

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sequel to barn | 4860 words

“Dr. Levi! You came! Wait, um, I mean, you’re here!”

Levi startled slightly as the door swung open, revealing a frazzled Eren wearing an expression of happy surprise. The fumbling and embarrassed smile that he was greeted with was endearing in a way that Levi ought to have been used to by now, but Eren was almost too bright to handle on an already sunny morning, and even a day apart made seeing him again feel like a brand new experience.

For the record, it had been four and a half days since he saw him last, but who’s counting.

“You look like you’ve come from work. I thought you had a day off?” Eren questioned, combing his fingers through his fringe so that his messy hair sat a little more naturally. Levi watched the motion, replaying it in slow-motion in his head, wishing he was close enough to Eren to smooth one last piece with his own hand. It was obvious that Eren had dropped whatever he was doing and rushed over to the main building’s foyer as soon as Mina had called through to say Levi had arrived.

“Work pants are more durable,” Levi explained with a shrug that hopefully hid how flustered he felt. Truthfully, he hadn’t known what to wear until reminding himself that going anywhere where there were dragons often meant rips and tears, and that dressing up could easily backfire. His tough, grey trousers were designed to stand up to most things, but now he wonders if he should’ve just gone with jeans, or something lighter. At least his short-sleeved shirt was casual and weather-appropriate and something that Eren had never seen him wear before. “I’ve come from home, I promise. And just call me Levi.” It wasn’t the first time he’d had to ask Eren to drop the title when he spoke to him, but Levi didn’t like to seem pushy, and so limited himself to a gentle reminder at the start of every meeting.

Eren looked away, scratching at his cheek like he’d been caught doing something wrong. “Ah, yeah, I know. Habit.” He glanced up briefly. “And I’m glad. You deserve a break.” Levi quirked a brow.

“Did you think I wouldn’t want to come here without you making an appointment?” Blunt as always, Levi spoke without taking his eyes off Eren. In the next moment, he watched a variety of expressions flit over Eren’s face before the young man settled on sheepish again. He hesitated on what to say in reply, starting his sentence a few different ways before settling on,

“Would you like to come in?”

Levi gave him a small smile, and then gestured for Eren to lead the way.

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Obedience Before Desire - Sub Ashton Smut

“ @robincoalition Can you do a submissive Ashton smut? Whenever you have time…” This is for you hunny x

Word Count: 1,097



Cassie and I decided we’re going to go out tonight to some clubs in the city, it’s been a while and I’m keen to get out there! Fast forward a few hours Cass and I are tipsy, laughing out loud and having the time of our lives just being lost in the sound of loud music and bright lights. I head over to the bar to get us a refill on our drinks and Cassie goes to the bathrooms. As I’m waiting at the bar I feel a strong hand softly touch my back and make its way slowly around my waist.

I quickly turn around to see a tall young guy, his messy brown hair pushed off to the side of his head, wearing a black leather jacket and looking extremely handsome.

(Y/N): “Hi?”

Ashton: “Hey there baby girl, you see I’m not so good at pickup lines but I saw you dancing with your friend over there and you’re way too sexy for words”

I blush and laugh, that was kinda sweet but he’s probably drunk.

Ashton: “Oh come on baby.. you ain’t interested in me?”

(Y/N): “ha why would I be interested in you?”

Ashton: “All the girls love me, you just don’t know what I’m hiding..”

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