matured for language

Calm before the storm

Divergent fanfiction: Eric/OC
Mature content and strong language
I own nothing of Divergent
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Eric stood in front of the initiates arms folded, scowl in place. He felt her before he seen her.
“I thought you hated me,” he said evenly without turning around.
“Oh I do,” she purred.
He saw an envelope by his elbow and grabbed it without turning around. He heard the click of her heels walking away.
He opened the envelope and scanned the paper. He felt is blood in his veins turn to ice. His heart was frozen for a few beats. He looked at the photo and felt the color drain from his face.
FUCK!! No no no no no….
This can’t be happening. He tucked the envelope in his vest pocket and started to torture the initiates.

Earlier that morning ……
Beth felt the nervousness bubbling up. She has been nauseous for a week straight. She was also officially three days late. She had only been with one person in the last seven months. They hadn’t been together in four weeks, since the day she moved out.

Her pulse raced as she waited the three minutes to look at the damn stick. Her heart sank when she seen two pink lines.
“This can’t be happening,” she groaned sinking to her knees.
“Fuck Eric, ” she mumbled between sobs.

Slowly she pulled herself together to head to the infirmary. She emerged from Will and Christina’s spare bedroom.
“Beth? Are you alright? ” Christina asked, her voice laced with worry.
“Fine,” Beth shrugged non-commitally as she exited the apartment.

“Hey Beth! What can I help you with?” Marlene chirped from behind the desk.

She grabbed a piece of paper and scrawled out
I need a pregnancy test.

Did you already take one?

Yes

Follow me

After some blood work, urine test and ultrasound, it was confirmed. Four and weeks pregnant. The last time her and Eric where together.

She went home, gathered her wits and dressed sexy as hell and delivered the envelope to the cruel, ruthless leader. Beth would be seeing him soon.

ADDICTED. {MAFIA & SOULMATE AU) PART 2

Series: When you’re born, you can’t see a color until you meet the eyes of your Soulmate for the first time. Bangtan is known as one of the most infamous gangs around. This series will focus on the lighter side of things, their soulmates- Well, maybe they’re lighter. Maybe.

Genre: Angst, Mafia!AU, Soulmate!AU, Fluff

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, violence, substance abuse, mature themes, strong language

Word count: 5,384

Summary: Suga, the Stealth and Weapons guy of Bangtan meets his Soulmate with a bang. He’d grown up believing in the idea of finding the person he was destined to be with and won’t let her get away. Even if she’s addicted, he’s determined to help her. He just wants to save his Blue girl.

PART 1


it had been a few months since you’d met Yoongi and the rest of Bangtan and you felt sheltered. You felt as though you were a child again who was locked in a home they were unable to explore or even go outside. Just simply forced to study. Yet again, you were back to where you had escaped from and it was scary. You hadn’t expressed your feelings to Yoongi about it and there really wasn’t a valid excuse as to why. He’d been there for you when you could be, not to say you didn’t do the same.

Almost every night Bangtan was involved in some shit and luckily you’d managed to stay out of it. However, when they got back and any of them were injured was where it got bad. In just the past month alone three of them had come back with assorted bullet wounds. They never went to the hospital as they had Jin, the medic back at home. He was a serious guy a good amount of the time, but sometimes he had a light hearted side towards the other boys but rarely towards you. Yoongi had mentioned once that Jin was weird about Soulmates, but you never really dug up why.

Your encounters with the rest of Bangtan started off monitored by Yoongi, but now you were ‘allowed’ to talk to them alone. Except for Jungkook. Your soulmate didn’t want you anywhere near the Maknae of the gang. The first time he’d taken you in front of them all to introduced you as Blue, he’d almost beat the shit out of the younger. He made some sly comment towards you and in a blur Yoongi had his hands around the other’s neck. RM was the one to break it up.

Four of the members had nicknames in the outside world. I didn’t ask why only them, but Yoongi had nonchalantly said that they were the most well known and with that wanted to be able to go out in public with their names, so they created an alias. There was RM, the leader. RM stood for Rap Monster (For some reason) and the other boys constantly made jokes about it. There was J-Hope and then there was V. Of course, you knew all of their real names, but you didn’t feel like it was truly right for you to use them.

You got along well with J-Hope. He spent a lot of time with you when he wasn’t with his Soulmate. He seemed the happiest of all of them, even though the only one who didn’t seem happy was Jin. He always had this- scowl.

V took time to sit with you when you were crashing and Yoongi wasn’t around. He almost felt like a younger brother to you by this point in you living with them. He was a bit of a creep sometimes with the random shit he said, but you vibed with him a lot. He’d talked to you about your past and completely understood it. He never talked about his own too much but you could only infer that he had some kind of past with drugs.

Now, the semester was ending and as finals came to a close, you could almost feel your mind breaking. All of the parties you knew you couldn’t attend since you were clean now, but also because you were trapped at the home now. Being at school for the last few days was suffering for you as everyone spoke to you. You’d almost shut yourself away from every one of your friends to attempt not to fall back into the life you were living.

Yoongi was normally always on time to get you from class, but he seemed to be running late today. None of your friends ever really questioned who picked you up, just figuring you had a boyfriend now or something and that’s also why you moved out. You’d fought the group of them so that you could wait alone, but one of the guys Jackson wouldn’t leave. He said that this was a late class and it was getting dark, so he didn’t want to leave you there alone.

“Are you sure I can’t drive you home?” he asked for probably the 20th time in the past half hour. You nodded. “I have a full tank, it’s really fine Y/N.” he sighed seeing you repeat the same response again. “Are you coming to my end of the year party? It’s at the house with all of the boys and everyone. And me, I’ll be there.”

“You know I can’t, Jacks. I stopped drinking and smoking and everything- I just need to focus on myself.” You sat on the curb and put your head in your hands that rested uptop your knees.

“Yeah, but that’s during the school year.” He sat next to you. “It’s Summer ba-” He stopped himself. He’d always had the habit of calling you baby girl, but so did Yoongi. Something set you off when your friend had tried calling you it once  Yoongi had begun so you’d asked him to stop. He asked if it was because you had a boyfriend now and you just shrugged. He was such a serious guy, but always so full of questions. “It’s Summer, Y/N. Party with us. It’s in a few hours. Since your ride isn’t showing up you could just come over no-”

Almost in sync with Jackson taking your wrist, Yoongi’s black audi had pulled up blasting music. Within seconds he was out of the car and pulling you away from your friend. “Why the fuck are you here?” he yelled towards Jackson, throwing you towards the car only to stop yourself from colliding with it with your hands.

“I go to fucking school here. You’re with this jackass? Y/N, come on. Really? Suga?” Jackson could almost laugh. He attempted to make a movement towards me only to find Yoongi’s fist colliding with his face. He was on the ground, holding his cheek.

“What are you doing?!” I yelled. I’d never yelled at him before. My blood was boiling from my slight anger and through his intense one.

“If any of you or GOT7 come near her ever again, I don’t give a fuck if you’re in the same fucking class, consider it an official declaration of war from Bangtan.” he spat in Jackson’s direction. “Let’s go, baby girl.”  He opened the passenger seat for you and hurried you inside. You watched Jackson through the window in complete awe as his figure disappeared into the distance.

“He’s in a gang?” you questioned, quickly putting on your seatbelt as Yoongi drove faster than normal. “He was my first friend here-”

“Wang is a fucking piece of shit.” he spat, his eyes focused on the road in front of him as he swerved through cars. “The one day I’m late… And you know why I’m late? Because of GOT fucking 7. Their prick of a leader was going through negotiations with Namjoon and I and basically holding us hostage. This was a fucking set up and I’m just wondering how he knew you were mine.”

You extended a hand to his hair and ran your fingers through it, smoothing it out. That always calmed him down when he was in pain. You trailed them down and began to trace his lips, causing his anger to momentarily subdue into a chuckle. “Maybe it’s because you take me and pick me up everyday, Yoongi. Maybe he recognized the car or spotted you.”

“That must be it. You’re so smart, baby, so smart.” the corners of his mouth perked up as he came to a stop in front of a red light. He put the car in park and leaned over the console to kiss you hungrily. “I wish your fucking school was closer to the house.” He said in between kisses. “I just want to- fuck.” He pulled away and put the car back into drive as the light changed.


Surrounding the entire Bangtan home was a gate which a woman was monitoring. You’d met her a few times and been absolutely delighted by her presence, but knew she had more important things going on. She was Hoseok’s Soulmate and she was as bright as him. Yoongi simply waved and they gate open, tightly clicking closed once we were through. The driveway of the home was littered with expensive cars, trucks, and even a few motorcycles. It was amazing how they were even able to get any of these out from how cluttered it was.

Yoongi was calmed now, but the second the two of you were in the door and faced with Namjoon he heated up again. “I’m not mad, just tell me why Jaebum has called me three times.” The leader’s voice was calm, as always. You began to walk around them, but before you could get two steps away Yoongi grabbed your hand and intertwined your fingers together.

“Jackson was at Blue’s fucking school. He was there with her when I got there. Remember how I wrote to you during the meeting that there had to be some motive behind the length? That was it.”

“And?” Namjoon lingered on the end of the word. Yoongi’s lips looked locked as his hand tensed around yours. There was no way he was speaking.

“Suga hit him. In the face.” Your own words surprised you but it was clear you weren’t leaving without them. Yoongi just shrugged.

“Are you joking? Oh, c’mon. We just got on good terms with GOT7 after Kook took one of their girls.” The two of them chuckled within this serious moment then when back to normal. “Just go and apologize to Wang. We need to be on good terms with them.” Namjoon turned away and Yoongi lightly mimicked his speech.  “Hey! I heard that.” his feet stopped and he whipped his head back towards us with his phone glued to his ear. “And you threatened him too? Ahh, I feel like a father. Just fix it, Suga. I’m not taking this lightly.”

The two of you walked back to your room and upon the door closing, he almost tackled you to the bed. He was covering your face in kisses with an attitude you preferred over the angrier one. “Hey, I have a question.” you started and he hovered above you for a moment to nod then went back down. Now, he was lightly sucking on your neck and you couldn’t help except to giggle. “Can I call you my boyfriend?” you expected a stop, but he continued like you hadn’t even spoke. There was no response for a minute and you just sighed.

He pulled away and licked his lips while staring into your pools of blue. “Haven’t you been already? Y/N, I call you my girlfriend if someone asks.” Yoongi rolled off of you and landed to your right, huffing away.

“Yeah?” you felt a tingle in your chest and turned on your side to look at his hair. The roots were growing in now and the blonde was pale. “Can we dye your hair? We. Me. You?” you were flustering yourself as you watched his smile grow. You couldn’t help but jumble your words when he smiled. It was just so damn enticing.

“Yeah, yeah. I was thinking black.” He snaked his arm underneath you and pulled you tight into him. “Is that cool baby?”

“Bangtan’s bad boy takes back his normal hair color.” you teased him. He couldn’t help but kiss your nose as a response.

He liked this personality on you. The carefree lax one. For the first but you were more reserved and didn’t respond well sometimes. However, he never got frustrated with it. With the random sickness and the fits of needing to fuel yourself with everything you once had. He’d held you for nights on end and watched you for hours to make sure you were okay. He just wanted to make sure you were okay and ready to live a new life. A new life with him.

You could almost fall asleep in that moment until you heard a loud banging. “Hey, dickhead!” it was Taehyung’s voice, “Joonie says we gotta go now!” The leader despite being across the house was still loud enough for you to hear him tell the younger to knock it off and hurry up causing you all to laugh. His footsteps scurried off as your boyfriend untangled you from himself.

“See ya.” his kissed your cheek and ran out quickly. As soon as the door was shut you couldn’t help but push your face into a pillow and scream. It wasn’t too loud, but it was what you needed in the moment. A moment of happiness sort of. You stood up and stretched your body. Seeing as you were alone now you changed into a pair of shorts and a large black shirt that you figured was probably his.

As you stepped into the hallway, you really had no idea who was being loud in the kitchen currently. Pans were clanging against each other along with an assortment of “fuck” and other swear words. “Do you need help-” you began before spotting Jungkook and his black eye from whatever fight they’d gotten into last night. You hadn’t really been alone with him. Nobody really wanted you to, but he didn’t seem as threatening as always as you watching him struggle to pick a pot.

“Everyone else is gone right now, even her and them and- I wanted to be nice and make all of them food since I fucked up the raid last night and got the least brutal bits of it.” he pushed his hair back and sighed before letting a light hearted smile onto his face. “Are you even allowed to speak to me? Blue, was it?”

“You know my name.” you whispered back, a bit annoyed at him. “I can help you if you’re not- creepy like always.” he nodded. “Promise?” Another nod.  It was crazy how this guy knew so much about the world, but so little about the basic things. You weren’t quite sure of how much time the two of you had to cook, but you knew they’d definitely be hungry when they got back. Boy, could Bangtan eat.

You ended up making a spaghetti and chicken parmesan with mixed vegetables. Jungkook boiled the water and if you asked for help he claimed he was studying what you were doing for “next time”. While you were cooking you began to believe that him being loud was a ploy to lure out the only other person home to cook for him. He even pretended he had another agenda, but you didn’t really mind cooking. You never got too much of a chance unless you were alone. It was ironic because you did most of the grocery shopping with whoever was available.

About an hour and a half after you’d begun cooking, the boys had returned home. Well, everyone but Hoseok and his girl, so you figured they didn’t leave together. Everyone was untouched except for your boyfriend who only was wearing half a jacket and was pissed off. “Suga, you’re lucky all they did was burn it! Wang is an angry dude, you know? Coulda killed you and Blue over there.” Jimin teased and Yoongi tossed the burned fabric on the younger’s head.

“Ahh, did you make dinner?” he made his way over to you and wrapped his arms around you from the back. “With the brat? Extraordinary.” his voice was full of sarcasm and you could almost hear his eye roll from behind you which everyone greeted with a laugh. “Mmm, it looks so good.” he whispered into your ear and for some reason it made you feel happy. Being surrounded by your soulmate and his closest friends in this moment was making you happy.

The seven of you ate and it was almost weird the way they acted. They’d probably just come from something with GOT7 but not a single one of them mentioned it. They just acted normal and talked about their lives. At this dinner you’d found out everyone had met their soulmate except for Jimin at this point. It was almost alarming how easily he was taking the late bloomer jokes being made about him.

“See! This is the same thing with the height! Suga is only a little bit taller than me and he only met her a little bit before me-” Jimin began to argue

“It could still be years, Jiminie.” Jungkook teased him, hysterical laughing at the antics.

“Only a little bit before me!” his voice was raised as he repeated himself, “You guys constantly tease me for things Suga has like point one more than me in!” At this point everyone was hysterical and almost choking from Jimin’s rant. “Stop bullying me because it’s fun!”

Everyone basically waved him off as one by one they rose from the table to go to sleep or do whatever they had to do. In Jungkook’s case it was to go find some girl to take home for the night and Namjoon said he had to go take care of things before running out. You were in the dark on that one, but you didn’t want to pry there. Once everyone except for Yoongi and yourself were gone from the table, you stood up to start cleaning. Jin normally did it, but since you cooked tonight you offered.

“I’m gonna put some food away for Hoseok and them, okay?” Yoongi nodded and smiled at your sincerity. You packed it up and put it into the loaded fridge. They liked to keep themselves stocked despite only two of them really ever cooking.

“I have a question.” Yoongi began and it was almost funny how he was lowkey making fun of you from earlier. You nodded just as he and you began to collect the dishes from the table. “Do you miss your old life?” You choked on thin air as you slowly walked to the sink to stop yourself from dropping everything. “Do you resent me?” His voice was a bit smaller which made you a bit uncomfortable.

“No- I fell into a life due to my choices and I was stuck in a rut. I never want to get back to that level again.” You didn’t turn to face him and instead began to start the dishes. “Like, yeah. Sometimes I wish I could get drunk for a night or high or even do something else-” you heard a noise come from his throat as if he was forcing the words he wanted to say away. Which he probably was. He was definitely holding his sharp tongue. “But I don’t trust myself at this point in time with those things. Maybe one day again, but not today.”

Yoongi was suddenly next to you and taking the clean plates from the side of the sink to dry them and put them away. “That’s nice to hear.” he kissed your temple and quickly got back to work. “Was it Jackson and them who got you onto that shit?”

“No, not necessarily. The parties probably didn’t help, but it wasn’t them. Don’t try to find another reason to start a fight after you just apologized, Suga.”

“Oh, I hate it when you call me that. It feels so wrong, baby.” You simply shrugged and laughed at his little quirk. You’d always have to call him it when you weren’t behind confined doors despite the rest of Bangtan switching between names. He said that one day you’d be able to call him Yoongi at home, but right now you needed practice for public. He said it was more suffering for him more than you.

As you two finished back and headed to the room, another thought crossed your mind once you were getting changed for bed. “Hey, do the other boys know my name? Like not Blue- my name.”

“No, not yet.” he responded instantly while tugging his shirt off to reveal his defined chest. He could read your face from a mile away as he slipped out of his jeans and crashed onto the bed. “I’m not sure when I’m gonna tell them. It’s not gonna be a secret forever. Probably soon.”

“You keep contradicting yourself, Yoongi.” you sighed as you got changed into a silk pajama shorts set he had bought you. He slept almost naked while you almost always slept in something nice. He insisted upon it just in case something was to happen, but you weren’t quite too sure what that could be with a base as secretive and secure as Bangtan’s.

“I don’t mean to baby. It’s just I have a lot on my mind.” he took you into his arms almost the moment you were next to him. He loved to hold you and just take in your scent for a moment. A good amount of the time Yoongi could be sexual, but he hadn’t pushed you anywhere you wanted to go. However, you liked the moments like these better where you could hear his heartbeat and his light breathing. Then when the breathing would get a bit louder with little snores you couldn’t help except to giggle to yourself. He always almost collapsed atop of you when he passed out but then kept you tangled within him so he could almost assure you were there.


Normally there was no wakeup call, but today you were met with loud yelling. The second it began Yoongi and yourself jolted up. He tossed on a shirt and almost jumped into jeans and slipped on his sneakers then he ran full speed out of the room. It took you a moment to register the yelling, but you quickly followed. It was tough to keep up with him but you were right on his heels as he ran out to the front of the house.

“Oh come on.” Yoongi screamed as he held the door for you before jetting over to the rest of Bangtan who were stood by the gate. “Why the fuck are you all here?!”

You stood a bit behind the boys, but you could clearly see GOT7 on the other side of the gate. As you went to turn around, BamBam with his stupid good eyesight was quick to spot you. “Hey, Y/N!” he yelled and even from behind you could feel Yoongi getting angrier. “I thought Jackson was lying when he said you were with Bangtan. Ya’ know, we’re best pals with ‘em!” You made a sour face and sighed, instinctively sitting onto the ground.

“We’re not here to start any trouble, RM.” Jaebum was calm as always as he put a hand for a shake through the gate. “We just wanted to extend a hand,” he chuckled at the irony as RM shook it to be kind. “For all of you to come to our party tonight. As two of the youngest gangs, it’s only right since we’re on good terms. No other people involved in the mafia will be there. Just a bunch of college kids to celebrate a few of our boys graduating!” his voice was so sincere but seeing them all reminded you a lot of old times.

“Why did you have to show up here to invite us?” Jin snapped.

“Sincerity.” Jaebum smiled.

“Who gave you the address?” RM didn’t seem too angry, just annoyed.

“Ahh, I don’t wanna make you guys fight right before the big party, you know? It’s not too big of a deal, you know where our home is.”  Mark cut in. He always had this smile that made him seem like the baby despite being the older. “So, Y/N? Are you coming? You haven’t been around a lot.”

All fourteen pairs of eyes were on you and instead of a response you just rolled onto the ground as a dog would. “No, I’m busy.” you spoke once you decided to sit up. You were just in awe that this was happening to you at this point and frankly a bit annoyed that they went to this extent. You were friends throughout school and they most definitely didn’t help you when you had a problem. They basically encouraged it even more, but you weren’t about to ever disclose that information.

You watched as Jackson opened his mouth to say something, but Jaebum who you guessed was the leader cut him off. “Alright, sorry for being an inconvenience.” he was smiling now, “See you later, Y/N.” The seven of them waved and Bangtan stood outside to watch until they were off of the property.

“Y/N’s a cute name, Suga. I don’t know why you couldn’t just tell us that.” J-Hope smiled as he extended a hand to help me up. I took it with a sigh and wiped the bits of gravel on me off.

“I know it’s a cute name.” Yoongi almost snapped as we went to walk inside.

“They’re literally doing this to tease you, dude.” V spoke so casually and was trying to contain his laughter about it. “We’re on good terms with them, they’re not trying to fuck it up they’re just trying to annoy you that they’ve known her for longer. Y/N. Is it cool if I call you that?” You nodded.

“That’s literally the only reason.” Jimin agreed.

“Literally, shut the fuck up.” Yoongi spat and rolled his eyes, grabbing your arm to follow him to calm him down. You slid your hand into his and began to rub circles with your thumb on his hand.

“Hey, chill.” Was all you could start with once you slammed the bedroom door behind the two of you. Currently he was pacing in circles around the room as you started to get dressed. “You- You can’t let something this trivial like me get to you.”

“That’s the thing, Y/N. You’re not trivial and you’ll never be something low on my list. You’re top tier and then everything else. This just fucks it up. They like to have us on their side because we can kick their asses, but they’re just fucking with me. You just… you’re taking over my mind. All I wanna do nowadays is hold you in my arms and even run away sometimes. You’re fucking with my mind. It was always Bangtan. Bangtan. Bangtan. Now I just see you and your gorgeous smile waiting for me when I come back home.”

You couldn’t help except to blush as you stood pulling a dress over your head. You held it over your face for a few moments to hope the red would die down, but you knew it hadn’t. You pulled the black fabric over your frame only to find Yoongi sitting on the bed with his face in his hands.

“Hey.” you walked over and stood in front of him, gripping his bigger hands with your own. “It’s not a bad thing to care about someone like that. I care about you like that, Yoongi. I care the way you do too.” You could feel your heart almost swell up and you wondered if he felt it too. Normally your emotions were tied together, so you didn’t see why this time was any different.

“I get that, but when I’m out with 500 pounds of coke or in a room with 30 armed guys alone, I can’t be sucking my thumbs thinkin’ “Gee, I wonder what Y/N is gonna wear tonight when I take her out” or “I wonder if she’s asleep yet”. That fucks me up. It could get me killed, you know.”

You could feel bits of pettiness wanting to come out, but you knew he could get angry. Everyone knew of the infamous Suga’s anger and you didn’t wanted to provoke. Except, you may have by accident as you whispered. “I can just leave if I’m an inconvenience.”

“In what fuckin’ world would I want you to leave?” he snapped. You tensed up and he pulled you onto his lap into an awkward position. So you adjusted yourself by wrapping your legs around him. “Don’t think like that, I just gotta figure out a way to get these thoughts outta my head. My brothers and I- Bangtan, we’re in this for a reason. Not just cause we like money- Namjoon’s got a girl. She needs us to do this and I’d like to think that they’d do the same thing if you needed help. If you were hurting my brothers would take care of you. It just sucks that all I wanna do is get you away from this. My soulmate is this baby girl and I’m so fucking in love with her.”

You were at a loss for words as he carried on and involuntarily began to cry. He lifted a hand off of yours and began to swipe the tears away. Yoongi placed a soft kiss on your lips, he knew you preferred those to the hungry ones he normally attacked you with. You looked up into his beautiful brown eyes and studied them for a moment. This man was the man. The one who’s always be there for you and wanted so badly to keep you safe.

“I love you too.” your voice was small as you sniffled and he couldn’t help but laugh at the mess you were turning into above him. “I love you, I love you, I love you.” you repeated it and his chuckles got a bit deeper. “Thank you for saving me.”

“Don’t thank me, baby. It’s my job right? Like it’s yours to take care of me too. Everything you do doesn’t go unnoticed, you know that? I appreciate everything you do for me no matter how miniscule it is. Everything you do… Everything is exponential and extraordinary and I’m so proud of you for putting your past behind you to focus the way you do. It’s almost crazy to me to find someone else to care about. I’ve never cared about you the way I do and you know how big my heart is.” Sarcasm.

“Obviously.” you joked back and lightly hit at his chest. You held your hand there for a moment and took a fistful of his shirt into your hand. You pulled him in for a kiss and he moved on of his hands to the back of your head to deepen it. The two of you pulled away with shy smiles and you placed your forehead atop his. “Now, Yoongi. What do you say? Let’s go out on a date or something?”

“Is this a demand?” he cocked an eyebrow towards you.

“Yeah. It is.”

“What a surprise. I kinda like that. It’s a bit hot.” his voice deepened for a moment before he cleared his throat and lifted you onto the ground. “I’m just- uh- gonna go to the bathroom and then we can get out of here?”

You smiled and sat back onto the bed, rolling over to where you slept. “Wake me up when you’re done.”

“Or maybe I’ll just watch you sleep.” You closed your eyes with his words and couldn’t help except to smile to yourself as he tiptoed out and shut the door behind him.

There was no use in saying you could get used to this at this point because you were there. You were here with him and he was here to make you happy. He didn’t coddle you or even make you feel used in a sense. Min Yoongi the gang member was here to keep a smile on your face while his fist was on someone else’s. And that was something you could handle. Destiny had given you the challenge of him after he fixed he well enough to prepare you for it.

Fate had this weird way of working that when you were at your lowest, you met him. Even if it started off in a bad way, he’d taken you out of the shits and into this other life that could probably end with you dead. But, hey. That’s what you do for family and the people you love.



Author’s Note! Thank you for all of the positive feedback about Addicted! For now, this is the last part. I’m not too sure if I’ll come back here to this particular story in the future, so I left it on a note where everyone can be somewhat satisfied with the ending. Knowing me I probably will lmao im yoongi trash

So, as you may have realized the Mafia Soulmate AU will be a series and each boy will get their own parts! I wrote this particular one super quick because I had this insane muse, but I can’t really give a definite time each of the boys parts will come out. Just know they’re coming!

Anyways, thank you so much everyone!

friendship bracelets // stiles stilinski

Summary: Stiles & Y/N discover that true love isn’t anything like they expected it to be

Requested: no

Pairing: Stiles & Y/N

Warning: yes, mature language, themes, & smut

Masterlist

When he was 3 years old, he watched in amazement as the big truck pulled up to the curb of the suburban neighborhood he called home. With his nose pressed against the glass he watched two men step out of the truck and start unloading boxes onto the driveway. The simple action fascinated him for reasons he couldn’t explain.

The sun caught the exterior of the bright red minivan that pulled into the driveway, causing him to squint. He couldn’t believe his eyes when a girl hopped out of the backseat.

“Woah.” He mumbled against the glass, his hot breath causing it to fog up. Quickly wiping it away, he watched as she danced around the lawn while the rest of her family started moving boxes. Her pigtails bounced behind her as she ran around.

“Stiles? What are you doing?” His dad asked curiously. Before he could answer, his father noticed the moving truck and family moving in across the street. “Wanna go say hi?” His father offered, placing a hand on the small boy’s shoulder. Nodding furiously, he smiled up at his father. 

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bad | 06

He was the cliché bad boy. He was the guy you couldn’t stand. He was the handsome, hot kid who made girls go weak in the knees. He was a brat. You had never liked him one bit, but you had also never gotten involved with anything concerning him. Until one day, when you were in the wrong place, at the wrong time.

Originally posted by jjks

MEMBER: jeon jungkook x reader (ft. kim taehyung)

GENRE: future smut, romance, fluff, angst(?), badboy!au

WORDS: 5 125

WARNINGS: mature themes, language

| 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07coming soon ↠ 

A/N: here IT IS! for all you children who are waiting for smut, do not worry, I know. just be patient ;) remember, everything happens for a reason. don’t kill me for this.

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14 | You’ll Never Walk Alone

BTS + GOT7 X READER [GANG!AU]

WORD COUNT: 5,428

series warnings: mature themes, strong language, violence, substance abuse, eventual smut. this chapter contains graphic content such as violence, death, grief and injury recovery

Originally posted by jjeonguk

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Hiraeth | Pt.12

pt.1 | pt.2 | pt.3 | pt.4 | pt.5 | pt.6 | pt.7 | pt.8 | pt.9 | pt.10 | pt.11 | pt.12 pt.13 | pt.14

Words: 6,357.

Genre: Zombie apocalypse au, angst.

Summary: A world full of dwindling hope and lost loves and yet you and Jungkook are all the other needs to feel at home.

Warning: Contains mature content (such as coarse language and violent themes).

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valentine’s day // dylan o’brien

Summary: Dylan falls in love with a girl who hates Valentine’s Day

Requested: no

Pairing: Dylan & Y/N

Warning: yes, mature language, themes, & smut throughout

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His long legs extended across her lap as he took a large gulp of the amber liquid. Sighing contently, he placed the glass bottle on the floor and snuggled deeper into his couch. Her hands were lazily drapped over his feet as she focused on the television. The movie that they had been watching was fairly interesting although she was having a bit of a hard time following the plot.

“Wait, is he the sister’s boyfriend?” Y/N asked her best friend who shook his head in return.

“No, that’s the guy they met at the bar who looks like the boyfriend.” Dylan explained.

Furrowing her eyebrows, Y/N continued to watch the film hoping somewhere along the way things would make sense.

This was their routine. Every Friday night for the past 3 years was spent on his lumpy couch drinking beer, eating pizza, and watching movies. As the ending credits started, Y/N let out a soft yawn as she extended her arms.

“What did you think?” Dylan asked, eager to know what she thought of the film. “I thought she was going to pick the boyfriend’s brother’s friend.” Y/N admitted with a giggle, thinking about the cliched love triangle movie she just watched. “The ending was very unexpected.”

Pulling his feet off of her lap, he sat on the edge of the couch.

“What about you?” She called out as he walked to the kitchen with his empty beer bottle.

“I was routing for the boyfriend’s brother’s friend too.” His laugh echoed throughout the kitchen.

Their friendship consisted of watching cheesy romance movies together, texts at 3am when they couldn’t sleep, and the comfort of knowing that they always had someone they could count on. It was completely platonic.

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bad | 05

 He was the cliché bad boy. He was the guy you couldn’t stand. He was the handsome, hot kid who made girls go weak in the knees. He was a brat. You had never liked him one bit, but you had also never gotten involved with anything concerning him. Until one day, when you were in the wrong place, at the wrong time.

Originally posted by 7bboys

MEMBER: jeon jungkook x reader

GENRE: future smut, romance, fluff, badboy!jungkook

WORDS: 7 159

WARNINGS: mature themes, language

| 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07coming soon ↠ 

A/N: I hope ya’ll have fun reading this. hopefully it quenches some thirst- what? fucken not today teaser got me shook as fuck, I screamed out loud! and thank you so much for all the sweet messages <3 sry for taking so long

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9 | You’ll Never Walk Alone

BTS + GOT7 X READER [GANG!AU]

WORD COUNT: 5,242

series warnings: mature themes, strong language, violence, substance abuse, eventual smut. this chapter contains graphic content such as violence, blood and description of unpleasant injuries

Originally posted by runchrandas

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The Midheaven - A Staircase to the Highest Star

When you want something,  think about it, envision how it would feel to have what you want,  then release that desire to the universe,   this will set your intention and bring your desire to you.“    - Jasmeine Moonsong                

The Midheaven or tenth house cusp is the highest point in the sky and in the natal chart. A trusty astrologer I once confided in referred to the Midheaven sign as ‘where you want to be’. The Midheaven refers to one’s desires career wise, the approach to one’s profession, dreams, and the public image. In many ways it is like a hologram of the face we want to become, and can become, like a swirling energy we emit to the world. Because the tenth house is an angular house, it pertains to a major focus of the chart. The MC is like a blueprint of the future we dream of, and have the capability of achieving if only we reign in on our Capricorn (ruler of the tenth house) spirit. We are elevated through the Midheaven and develop our single consciousness whilst retaining our understanding of the oneness we all share. It’s the kind of impact we want to have on the world, but through an authentic self expression. .

Midheaven in Aries: I want to be where the action, light, and noise is
The image here is bright, sparkling, and stimulating. The individual may appear more reckless and perilous than he truly is. He dreams of pioneering into new territory and rarely tolerates professions that are repetitive or mundane. He dreams of one day becoming more adventurous, self assured, and confident. The public loves him for his childlike spirit and enthusiasm.
The associated careers could be childcare, engineering, sports, politics. He is at his most radiant when in the midst of their work or passions. He may streak through many new jobs and professional pathways.

Midheaven in Taurus: I want to be encased in luxury
A gentle, moving, and secure public image. The individual has a soothing and earthy effect on others and feels one with nature when working his dream career. The Midheaven in Taurus could relate to creative industries, beauty therapy, finance, accounting, agriculture, wildlife, landscaping, midwifery,  and retail. He will likely be drawn to careers that promise him security financially and job wise. Also those that pay a worthy income - he wants to be at comfort and ease. The public are receptive of his peaceful nature. He may also be very private

Midheaven in Gemini: I want to get lost in conversation
There will be a spiraling ,erratic energy seeming to radiate from the Gemini Midheaven person. He will likely have good public speaking skills and excel at broadcasting to a large audience. He seems to know what people are thinking. Many careers and educational courses will fascinate him, especially teaching, journalism, writing, media, blogging, although he really is a jack of all trades. He will have trouble pinning down his true hopes and dreams. A profession that provides him the opportunity for communication is imperative, and he may remain a permanent student. He is an inquisitive, and clever spirit at work, and he knows how to mold himself into any archetype the role requires. He will enjoy jobs that provide him the chance to learn.

Midheaven in Cancer: I want to be someone’s protector
There is a warm, comforting soul music that seems to shine from the Cancer Midheaven. A great need to protect, guard, and look after others associates with this placement, and being a parent could be the dream. The careers that could resonate here include childcare, midwifery, nursing, teaching, cooking, business, finance, psychology, real estate, and photography. The public feel very warmed and cradled by the individual, and he may find people naturally open up to him and share their deepest fears and worries. He has a psychic gauge on what the public wants and needs on very emotional and subconscious levels. The individual may try to comfort others through humor. There is a great need to provide for others.

Midheaven in Leo: I want to be on top of the world
The Leo Midheaven person seems to have a radiant, revitalizing, and seductive mist to others. Whether he likes it or not, he may find himself in the spotlight or in the middle of situations just for being himself. Careers that can be associated here include politics, justice, childcare and child protection, creative industries, theatre, management, music, writing, teaching, aged care, disability care, social work, and nursing. He will likely be very cheerful in his job and know how to make people happy. Something urges him to preserve his youthful appearance in some way. He has a lot of ambition when it comes to the imprint he leaves on the world.

Midheaven in Virgo: I want to serve others
Something about the Virgo Midheaven person is his ability to make others feel they can depend on him. There seems to be a very soothing connection with others, like a comforting and wise motherly understanding. This placement suggests the individual will be involved in a subordinate position and one of service. Careers that could resonate here include technology and IT support, nursing, pharmacy, technical skills, machinery, communications, teaching, nature work, accounting, and physiotherapy. There will be a great need to provide for others and show he is worthy of his role. He will appreciate job stability and a chaos free work environment.

Midheaven in Libra: I want to create a world of tranquility
There seems to be a very peaceful and serene mist diffusing from the Libra Midheaven person. People feel instantly at ease and in the company of an old friend upon meeting him. The individual has a very receptive gauge on social undercurrents and a disarming, welcoming, and gentle expression to others. People that have never met him may feel that they already know him. Careers that could associate here include law, psychology, criminal psychology, police work, politics, design, social work, relationship counselling and divorce law, mediation. He will require a high level of tranquility at work and need to restore chaos to calm when conflict ensues. His more temperamental, justice seeking, and debating side may emerge when in the workplace. He needs a good work/life balance.

Midheaven in Scorpio: I want to be engulfed in mystery
 
You can forgive people for feeling a little intimidated, a little seduced, and a little perplexed when contemplating a Scorpio Midheaven. He has a psychic awareness on how to soothe the public and likes to keep very private in his affairs. The individual leaves a very thick, resonant energy on his surroundings and seems to remain long after his body vanishes. Careers that could relate to this placement include pharmacy, medicine, psychology, science, nursing, research, law and justice, criminology, biology and marine biology, midwifery, radiography, and politics. He may appear more self assured and guarded than he really is. He just moves people - and doesn’t know how or why. In many ways, he is unforgettable.

Midheaven in Sagittarius: I want to run through unknown lands
Something like a big bubble of delight pops from the Sagittarius Midheaven person. The individual seems to have an authentic, congenial, and carefree image that is natural and genuine. He easily relates to others and enjoys the opportunities he has to learn. Careers that could be associated here include psychology, medicine, animals and wildlife, flying, teaching, academics, research, sports, motoring, pharmacy, philosophy, writing, air and land travel, and jobs overseas. He may feel he can truly achieve his dream when he relocates and enjoy jobs that are on the move and offer constant change. He likes to become a master of his field. The individual wants to know what the public are thinking. People are very warmed by his humorous, honest, and happy distant spirit. Success is a succession of successes.

Midheaven in Capricorn: I want the day I am successful
You feel like you instantly want to impress the Capricorn Midheaven person. Something about them spells a very proud, ambitious, mature, and wise language. There is a mystery about them and the secrets to success that radiate from their fingertips. The individual has very pronounced dreams and desires. Careers that can associate here include teaching, medicine, law and justice, politics, architecture, town planning, business, police work, management, wildlife preservation. He will likely have a great need to provide for others and a very paternal impact over others. He wants to protect and ensure and knows how to consolidate his talents. Many people have the urgency to naturally rely on him because he makes them feel that everything will be okay. He is the CEO of the cosmos.

Midheaven in Aquarius: I want to be in the future
Nothing zaps and lights up others like Aquarius Midheaven person. From afar he is jolting, energetic, intelligent, mentally lively, and quirky. Others may view him as more radical, detached, and outlandish than he really is. He will likely desire jobs that provide him a certain amount of stability with a large variety of opportunities and objectives. Careers we could associate with Aquarius Midheaven include science, music, exploration, conservation, animal work, politics, technology, blogging, psychiatry, gaming, social work, and anything that involves the mind. He has a tremendous humanitarian streak and you seem to feel a very maternal and compassionate embrace stirring out of them. There is a need to be protective, make others feel safe, and guide them wisely. He has an acute aptitude for gauging the thoughts of the public, like radio telepathy.

Midheaven in Pisces: I want to go back to heaven
There is an enigmatic, mystic, and puzzling aura filtering from the Pisces Midheaven person. The individual seems timeless, untouchable, and as if he has walked straight from another world. The career path here undergoes many confusing changes and may be hard to pin down. It likely represents an ideal and involves the opportunity to help others. Professions that could resonate here include spiritual work, drug and alcohol nursing and counselling, rehabilitation work, prison work, creative industries, art, theatre, music, writing, and opportunities surrounding the ocean. The public may perceive him to be quite profound, enchanting, and somewhat of a guru. His hands and spirit are encased with healing honey.

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aftertaste // stilinski twins

Summary: Y/N’s forced to deal with the consequences of her actions while her boyfriend, Stuart, is away for the summer

Requested: no, collab with @rememberstilinski

Characters: Stiles, Stuart & Y/N

Warning: yes, mature language, themes & smut

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As soon as she stepped onto the driveway the sun started heating her skin, drowning her in warmth. Adjusting the two backpack straps around her shoulders, she reached into her back pocket for the list she had made the night before.

“You sure you have everything you need?” She asked as she reread the slightly crumbled piece of paper in her hand, marking off the little checklist she had made for her boyfriend one last time before helping him load his bags into the trunk.

The sun reflected off of the lenses of his thick rimmed glasses as a small smirk made its way onto his face.

“Babe-” Stuart groaned, a giggle following as he wrapped his arms around his girlfriend’s torso, resting his chin on her shoulder. “I said I’m good.” He assured her.

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13 | You’ll Never Walk Alone

BTS + GOT7 X READER [GANG!AU]

WORD COUNT: 5,345

series warnings: mature themes, strong language, violence, substance abuse, eventual smut. this chapter contains graphic content such as violence, gruesome torture, death, blood, wound details and grief

Originally posted by manwalage

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Hiraeth | Pt.13

pt.1 | pt.2 | pt.3 | pt.4 | pt.5 | pt.6 | pt.7 | pt.8 | pt.9 | pt.10 | pt.11 | pt.12 | pt.13 pt.14

Words: 5,388.

Genre: Zombie apocalypse au, angst.

Summary: A world full of dwindling hope and lost loves and yet you and Jungkook are all the other needs to feel at home.

Warning: Contains mature content (such as coarse language, violent themes, and intense subject matter).

A/N: This part was inspired by a scene in the series for The Maze Runner (I can’t say which scene for sake of spoilers but you’ll know).

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wakeup call | taehyung

Originally posted by bwipsul

Pairing: Taehyung + Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 2.1k

Request: hi <3 idk if i’ve already requested something on here, but i had this idea and i thought you could write it beautifully bc i love your work <3 the plot is: the reader is bffs with Taehyung and they’re at the mall one day & she sees her ex and just says to Tae “kiss me, I’ll explain later” :) ending is up to you <3너의 일이 너무 좋아!

Warning: Slight use of mature language

Reader’s POV

“Did I seriously have to come?” Taehyung groaned for the -nth time that day, as he trudged behind you carrying most of your shopping bags.

Turning around you gave him a sickeningly sweet smile,“ Who else would besides my best friend?”

Rolling his eyes, he retorted,“ If I knew you were going to use this on me, I never would’ve agreed to be your friend.”

Scoffing you teased,“ Well sir, you’re 12 years late.”

Shaking his head, he laughed and said, motioning to the bags in his hand, “Ok but seriously, who shops for their Christmas presents this late.”

You shot him a glare and said,“ Someone who was too busy with stupid work and projects to even leave her dorm for a week.”

Sighing, he ruffled your hair, cooing,“Was my baby working too hard now…”

Yah, Kim Taehyung.”

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it ain't me // dylan o'brien

Summary: Dylan doesn’t realize how much he loves Y/N until it’s too late

Requested: no, based off of this song

Pairing: Dylan & Y/N

Warning: yes, mature language, themes and smut

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The envelope had remained untouched on the counter for nearly a week.

Every time he looked at the stupid piece of white paper an immense pain clouded over him like he lived in Seattle and there was no chance of him ever seeing the sun again.

The only thing she had left behind was the letter and a cardboard box with his name scribbled across the front in her messy handwriting.

The two objects had been taunting him for the past week, surely collecting dust by now.

As he took another sip from the bottle clutched tightly in his hand, the cool amber liquid provided him with a small amount of relief he was craving.

Extending his legs onto the coffee table, he squinted his eyes as he flipped through the channels, the only source of light in his dark apartment being that of the muted television he had been staring at for the past 3 days.

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Steve’s Secret.

A/N: Here’s a headcannon, Steve- the blond guy- Yeah, he likes it rough. It’s true. 

Drabble: Steve’s alone time gets interrupted.

Word count: 709

Pairing: Steve Rodgers x Reader

Warnings: Mature language, smutty-themes. Just a general NSFW warning.

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“Hey, Miss Daisy,” Tony’s voice breaks over the speaker, loud and scaring Steve. He fumbles to pause the video he’s watching when tony asks. “You mind breaking out your wheelchair and coming up? I need a second opinion.”

Steve gives himself a minute to calm down, wiping his hand down his face, and shaking his head.“Christ, Tony, when do you ever need someone else’s opinion?”

Tony’s already gone.

Tipping his head back, Steve thunks his head against his headboard and sighs. Whatever it is, it better be goddamn important. Pushing his laptop off of his lap, Steve slides and scoots to the edge of his bed, before reaching down and pulling up his sweatpants.

 ‘It's…..it’s not too noticeable,’ Steve thinks, but then he’s standing and it’s abso-fucking-lutely noticeable. He’s got half a mind to jump into the shower real quick, and turn it all the way down, but then Tony’s back on the speaker.

 “Today, Grandpa.”

Steve opts to just tuck his dick into the waistband of his underwear and…it doesn’t really work, and he’s not vain by any means, but he’s big. Big enough that there’s a good portion of him sticking over his waistband. Okay, whatever, he’s already pissed off, so he just pulls his waistband up a bit more, and hopes for the best.

The best is in Tony’s lab, bent over, palms flat on the floor. You let your feet slide, and start lowering your self to the floor in a split. Slowly. Jesus, you’re flexible with a capital F.

Wo-oh-oah,” Tony frowns and points towards Steves crotch. “Is there a flood?”

Steves still got eyes on your ass when you look over your shoulder at him. Shit, he blinks and looks at Tony, arms crossed over his chest, definitely not suspicious. Nope.

 “What?”

Tony walks behind a desk and turns on a hologram of a stealth suit. “Your fucking pants, Steve, why are they jacked up so high?”

“Uh, ah…” He’s got nothing. He makes the worst mistake by looking at you, and-Christ-you’re in full split now. Looking over your shoulder, waiting. “Um.”

“T-T-Today, Junior!” Tony looks between you and Steve, shaking his head. “I don’t know what’s going on in that mind of yours, but maybe we should get Bruce.”

I’m fine.” Steve says, clenched jaw and all. “W-What did you want?”

Tony puts his hands up in surrender and points at you. “Bendy needs a new stealth suit,” he turns and motions towards the blue hologram behind him. “It’s equipped for her, got everything from elastic micro-fibers, to heat protectant. I needed your opinion on it-”

Tony turns to Steve with this hellish grin on him. “-seeing as you both work in close, close, quarters.” Tony leans towards him and drops his voice. “You sure you can handle that responsibility, Steve-O?”

Steve looks over at you, and ohmygod, you’ve got your hands flat on the floor on either side of you, arching your back to get a good stretch.

Steve makes a O face before nodding. Fuck, he’s gotta get it together or else he’s gonna-

“Is it hard?”

Steve slow blinks, trying to really understand what the hell you just said to him. “Sorry, what?”

You shake your head. “No, I was talking to Tony.” You look over to the billionaire, genius, playboy, phila- “Making these suits, is it hard?”

Tony shakes his head. “Nah, not as hard as you’d think It’s-hold on-” he turns to Steve again. “You can go.”

Steve’s out of the room before you get a chance to congratulate him on last night’s mission. He’s almost, almost, to the elevator when.

“Oh, and Steve?” Tony jogs up behind him, and whispers. “Next time you wanna’ watch porn try to not use the main server? F.R.I.D.A.Y picks up on all of it.” He whirls his finger towards the ceiling, and Steve most look like a goddamn idiot because then Tony’s laughing, and saying. “I’m not judging, really, but I wouldn’t have pegged you for a rough kinda’ guy. I mean choking? Really?”

“I-I was just, Y/n she-”

Tony shakes his head, and starts walking backwards, hands in a faux surrender. “Don’t worry, Captain Kink-ster, your secrets safe with me.”

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12 | You’ll Never Walk Alone

BTS + GOT7 X READER [GANG!AU]

WORD COUNT: 5,987

series warnings: mature themes, strong language, violence, substance abuse, eventual smut. this chapter contains graphic content such as violence, torture, death, light smut

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Hiraeth | Pt.11

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Words: 5,690.

Genre: Zombie apocalypse au, angst.

Summary: A world full of dwindling hope and lost loves and yet you and Jungkook are all the other needs to feel at home.

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Hey friends, DARE is almost here!!!

Release Date: July 28, 2017

Here’s a pre-release giveaway to celebrate!

One winner will receive:

  • If within the U.S. - A signed paperback & magnetic character bookmarks
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  • You must be 18 years or older to enter, or have your parent’s permission. This book is Mature YA.
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  • Giveaway ends on Monday, July 24th, at 11:59 pm Pacific.
  • The winner will be chosen randomly, contacted via Tumblr messaging, and have 48 hours to respond before a new winner is chosen.

DARE:

A Hotheaded Prisoner

They say she’s mad—made of madness, made of fire. In a cage by the sea, Flare dreams of escape. She yearns for the day when she’ll flee to a place only she knows, a hidden world of mystical waters and gilded sands.

The island is calling to her. And she she won’t let anyone keep her from it.

Especially not him.

A Coldhearted Prince

They say he’s cruel—crowned of cruelty, as cold as ice. A prince whose gaze cuts like the incisions he administers within his lab. Jeryn has sailed beyond his kingdom for the Trade, to bargain for those wild, imprisoned fools that make his skin crawl.

By law, they’re subjects meant for experimentation. And easy to despise.

One in particular. A girl seething at him from behind bars, with burning eyes and ready fists.

A Mythical Shipwreck

But on the cusp of transport, the tide rages. That uncharted island awaits, a dark tangle of foliage where creatures slither in the mist and poisons lurk in the flora.

Stranded, the prince and prisoner must fight to survive. In this mysterious rainforest, they must band together … if they don’t slay one another first. Or become something more to each other.

Something just as dangerous.

*Book Two in the Foolish Kingdoms duology: same universe, different couple. Can be read as a standalone, though it’s recommended to read TRICK first.*

*Mature YA: sexual content and language. Intended for readers 17 and older.*

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So that’s it, guys! Good luck!
~Natalia

friendship goals // stiles stilinski

Summary: Having only ever been acquaintances, Stiles & Y/N find out what benefits come along with being friends

Requested: no, collab with @sincerelystiles

Pairing: Stiles & Y/N

Warning: yes, mature language & smut throughout

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“Why does Scott insist that playing hide and seek in the middle of the pitch black woods is going to bring us closer together as a pack?” Y/N sighed, annoyed as she pulled her thin jacket closer around her shoulders.

“Quite complaining.” Stiles shushed her, bringing a finger to his lips. “You’re only upset because you’re stuck with me.” He smirked.

They had never been anything more than acquaintances. She was friends with Lydia, automatically making her friends with Scott and in turn, Stiles.

“It could’ve been worse.” He offered his hand to her, helping her over the large tree trunk that had fallen over blocking their path. “You could have been stuck with Liam.” She smiled as she reached for his hands. 

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