screams once more

Oh my god I am actually crying. EVERYTHING HAPPENED SO FUCKING FAST. I NEED TO PROCESS THIS OMG. OKAY SO FIRST LET’S TALK ABOUT EMMA IN NEVERLAND. SHE NEARLY FELL OVER BUT SHE’S LIKE “NOPE MY HUSBAND NEEDS ME” AND EVERYONE’S LIKE “WTF” AND SHE’S JUST SAYS “KILLIAN?!” AND THEN SHE FUCKING SHOVES THAT LOST BOY

LIKE NO ONE’S KEEPING HER FROM HER TRUE LOVE AND IN THE BACKGROUND KILLIAN AND TIGER LILY AND FIGHTING THE OTHER BOYS. I MEAN WHO NEEDS SWORDS WHEN YOU’VE GOT HANDS RIGHT?!?! AND THEN THEY OVERPOWER THE LOST BOYS (APPARENTLY 3 VS 20 AND THE 3 WIN) AND THEY COME BACK TO STORYBROOKE IN LIKE TWO MINUTES. IT’S LITERALLY IN-AND-OUT.

SHE’S ALL WORRIED FOR KILLIAN’S WELLBEING AND GIVES BACK THE HOOK AND EVERYTHING AND I’M STILL REELING FROM HOW QUICKLY THAT HAPPENED LIKE IT FEELS LIKE A FUCKING DREAM I CAN’T

AND THEN HE APOLOGISES FOR EVERYTHING AND IS ALL “I SHOULD HAVE NEVER EVEN CONSIDERED RUNNING AWAY” THAT SPEECH OMG IT WAS WHAT I WANTED FOR AGES AND EMMA’S REACTION LIKE “IT’S FINE I FORGIVE YOU I DIDN’T REALLY GIVE YOU TIME TO TALK” AND I WAS LIKE YASS

AND THEN SHE’S LIKE WE GOTTA PATCH YOU UP AND HE’S LIKE “W8 I NEED TO TELL YOU SOMETHING” AND YOU SEE HER APPREHENSION LIKE “WHAT’S GOING ON WITH THIS GUY HE’S HURT AND HE’S PUTTING OFF GETTING BETTER KILLIAN R U OK”

AND THEN

AND FUCKING THEN

HE PULLS OUT THE FUCKING GODDAMN RING, MAKING ME SCREAM LIKE A FUCKING PTERADACTYL AND REGINA AND HENRY ARE MY SPIRIT ANIMALS IN THIS SCENE, NOT WANTING TO BE A THIRD WHEEL

AND THEN THE FUCKING SPEECH THAT WE WERE ALL CHEATED OUT OF IN THE FIRST ENGAGEMENT HAPPENS. YOU KNOW WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT. THE ROMANTIC SPEECH THAT HAPPENS BEFORE EVERY FUCKING ENGAGEMENT THAT NEEDS TO BE PLANNED AND BEAUTIFUL AND I WAS SCREAMING AND CRYING JUST LIKE EMMA

LOOK AT HOW SHE LOOKS AT HIM THIS IS THE LOOK OF TRUE LOVE PEOPLE PASS IT ON. THIS IS THE LOOK OF HAPPINESS AND I CAN’T EVEN. AND KILLIAN IS LIKE “I WILL ALWAYS BE BY YOUR SIDE NO MATTER WHAT” AND I WAS FUCKING BAWLING AT THIS POINT BECAUSE THIS RIGHT HERE IS MY OTP 

AND THEN HE GETS DOWN ON ONE KNEE AND IS LIKE “WILL YOU MARRY ME” AND AT THIS POINT I’M BASICALLY A HOT MESS

AND THEN THE YES HAPPENS

AND YOU SEE THE LITTLE LAUGH OF RELIEF/PURE HAPPINESS THAT HE DOES WHEN SHE SAYS YES AND HER SMILE IS SO WIDE AND BEAUTIFUL AND OML THIS SCENE IS LITERALLY EVERYTHING I EVER WANTED.

I DIDN’T EVEN KNOW I NEEDED THIS EXACT SCENE UNTIL IT HAPPENED. AND I DIDN’T KNOW I NEEDED IT TO HAPPEN IN THIS WAY. THE ANGST IS OVER; THE TRUE LOVE IS BACK; AND CAPTAIN SWAN IS FUCKING ENGAGED WITH TRULY NO WALLS, NO SECRETS THIS TIME AND I CAN’T I’M GOING TO PASS OUT FROM THIS

THIS IS MY OTP. MY FUCKING OTP OVERCOMING THE ODDS AGAIN AND AGAIN. MY OTP GETTING A FUCKING WEDDING AT THE END OF THE SEASON AND MY OTP BEING FUCKING BRILLIANT IN GENERAL IT PAINS ME HOW MUCH I LOVE THEM GUYS I CAN’T.

I need to lie down for a while. 

Sweet Treat*

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
Rating: Explicit
Summary: After a seemingly hard health evaluation with the team, Reader wakes up irritated. Steve wants to make the day special for her and apologize, but this only makes his girlfriend want to try something new and explore a new side of her.
Word Count: 2.7k
Genre: NSFW/SMUT
Warning: light hair pulling, teasing, masturbation, dirty talking, thigh riding, grinding, cock worship [?], detailed oral sex (male receiving), and light Dom!Reader.
Special thank you to @punkrockhippiefromthefourties for helping me with this one.

Gifs used below aren’t mine, credit to the rightful owners.

Eyes closed, you grumbled as the sound coming from the side of your bed repeated for the second time in a row. You unconsciously placed another pillow above your head and tried to forget the melody, but it was already too late as you awoke to the ringtone of your smartphone lying on your bedside table. You barely had time to open your eyes and catch the device that the annoying sound faded away.

Mentally cursing the person who had woken you up, you lay back your phone on the nightstand and sought a few more minutes of sleep. You only had the time to find the meaning of this word again that your ringtone screamed to your ears once more. Furiously, you blindly reached for the phone and answered the call with this clear irritation on your features

“What?!”

Whoa, looks like someone hasn’t had enough sleep.

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Brat Taming (M) - Pt 2

Genre; S M U T 

Length; 1,100+ words

Kink(s); sexual torture, impact play, Daddy kink, orgasm denial 

Originally posted by forever-young-got7

The moment he stepped into the room, he practically tossed you down onto the floor beneath him, 
“Aish-” He snarled, while hastily undoing his belt. “I swear to god, little girl..” Sliding the leather belt free from his jeans as he glared down at you; shaking his head. 

You knew damn well how much trouble you were in, you could tell just by the look in his eyes that he was about to teach you a little lesson you wouldn’t be able to forget- but.. it was just so fun being a brat. 
“What’s wrong, Daddy?” You feigned your innocent as you peered up at him through your lashes, softly batting them as you playfully tilted your head from side to side. 

Namjoon didn’t take too well to your little act, it was as if this pure darkness shadowed over him as he bent down and roughly took your lower jaw into his hand; his fingertips pressed into your cheeks while looking deeply into your eyes. “Why must you act like such a fucking little brat?” He asked in a low, animalistic growl. 

“I- I..” You stuttered, staring up at him with your puppy dog eyes the moment you seemed to quickly lose the confidence you had previously. 

“I- I, what, huh princess?” He viciously mocked, tightening his grip on your jaw as he brushed the cool leather across your thigh. “You wanna act like a big girl right? Then fucking answer me like one.” 

“I- I don’t know..” You meekly replied, your lower lip poked out in a subtle pout as tears gathered in the corners of your eyes. God were you in for it
“I’m sorry Daddy- I’m sorry..” 

Your little apology did nothing to help you out of the grave you dug yourself. 
He simply just roughly shoved you back onto the floor, finally releasing his harsh grip on you. Grabbing a fistful of your hair, he forced you onto all fours; leading you over to the bed. 
“I-” He growled once more as he urged you to stand, “Do not-” Pushing you over the the edge of the bed, releasing his grip on your hair as he held your upper back down onto the mattress- pinning you into place. “Fucking tolerate bad behavior, little girl.” He brutishly snarled as he quickly pushed up your skirt- shoving your panties down your thighs. 

SMACK! SMACK! 

The leather belt sharply licked your bum, drawing out your loud pained yelps. “Da-” You whimpered as you tried to wriggle out of his grasp. 

Namjoon only shoved you further into the mattress, “Keep still or else this will only get worse for you, little girl.” He lowly bellowed, landing more cruel blows across your reddened flesh. 

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! 

Your pain filled cries seemed to echo throughout the entire room, the tears that gathered in the corners of your eyes earlier; streaming down your cheeks, taking your mascara with it. Nothing but airy, shaky whines escaped your lips as you rode out the stinging pain of each impact. 

Looking over at you, he caught sight of your smeared makeup and flushed cheeks as you stayed as still as possible. 
A pleased smirk sprawled across his face as he landed another harsh blow on your bum. 

SMACK! 

He watched as the tears flowed down your cheeks, licking his lips he could feel his hardening member pressing against the material of his jeans. “God you look so fucking-” He growled, cruelly spanking your abused flesh once more forcing out your tears. 

SMACK! 

“-pretty when you cry for me..” He seductively snarled, dropping the belt onto the floor then roughly massaging your slowly bruising bum; earning your soft, muffled whimpers as you buried your face into the blankets. 

Soon after, he was behind you; knelt down as he gently examined the forming welts that scattered your bum. Running his fingertips across the reddened, sensitive areas, “Ahh~” You airily whined while attempting to escape his touch. 

“Is it ouchies, princess?” He softly asked, biting his lower lip as his eyes zeroed in on your dripping cunt. 

“Uh huh..” You shakily replied, nodding as you tightening grasped the sheets. 

“Not uh..” Shaking his head, clicking his tongue - tsk tsk-, “Use your words, little girl. Daddy can’t understand you if you don’t.”  

Sniffling, you nodded once more. “Yes, Daddy-” You whimpered, your lower lip quivered as he slightly dug his fingertips into the sore bruising marks. “Ahh.. It’s very ouchies..” 

A calm chuckle flowed out of him as he suddenly and quite ruthlessly land a stinging open hand smack on your aching flesh, drawing out a loud airy cry. “That’s why you shouldn’t act like such a fucking-” He lowly grumbled while lightly tracing his fingers up and down your drenched slit. 

Your shaky whimpers and silky moans mixed as he teased your wanting core. “Oh my god.. Daddy..” You faintly cooed, pushing yourself back meeting each little stroke he made. “Fuck me Daddy- please..” 

Namjoon bit down on his pillow-y lip as he listened to your sweet pleas, “You want Daddy so badly don’t you, babygirl?” He asked in a velvety growl while diving two of his slender fingers inside you, automatically curling them perfectly- hitting your most sensitive spot as he tenderly pumped his digits in and out of you. 

Frantically nodding, you licked your lips as your lips parted; your heavenly moans flowed out of you as you relaxed under his touch. 
“Holy shit- Yes, Daddy..” You whined as you met each pump, “I want you so, so badly..” 

“I can tell.” He teased, roughly gripping your tender flesh as he quickened his pace. “You’re so fucking wet babygirl..” He chuckled as turned his fingers inside of you, “Who makes you feel this good, huh little girl?” 

Your mouth hung open as you continuous moaned, melting under his expert touch. “You do Daddy!” You cried out, tightening the grip you had on the bed sheets. 

“Who do you fucking belong to?” He asked in this predatory snarl, quickening his speed once more. “Scream my name babygirl- I want the others to know who fucking owns you.” 

“You do Namjoon!” You loudly whined, arching your back further as he pounded into with his skillful fingers, “You own me Daddy, only you!~” 

He could feel your silky walls clench around his digits as you came closer and closer to reaching your climax, “Do you wanna cum princess?” He purred while running his blunt fingernails along your arched spine. 

“Yes, Daddy~” You mewled as pure ecstasy overflowed your wanting body. Your walls clenched around him, your climax inching closer each passing second. “I wanna cum so fucking badly..” 

Tsk Tsk- clicking his tongue once more, shaking his tongue as he slowly retracted his fingers from your yearning cunt, “Too bad..” He scoffed, licking fingers clean from your sweet essence; grinning widely as he listened to your soft cries in protest.
Groping your hyper sensitive bum and thighs, he leaned forward; his plush lips right beside your ear as he remorselessly whispered, “It wouldn’t be a punishment if I let you cum- now would it, princess?” 

To Be Continued- Maybe~

hmltntrsh51  asked:

Hey I was wondering if maybe you could provide a little paragraph of something (Stephen or Daddy Newt preferably but whatever the heck you wanna write) as I've literally had the crappiest day and you're kinda the only think that ever makes me feel better. (I kinda got shoved into some lockers today.) And you TOTALLY don't have to write this I wouldn't be mad or anything if you didn't. That's totally up to you. Love you and your fics!! (And daddy Newt of course )❤❤❤❤

Dear lord…whoever did that to you is an awful human, and I am so sorry, sweetie. I hope it gets better and I’m glad I can help in some way! I hope you like this small raunchy smut lol

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Imagine: Daddy Newt….fuck it I got nothing. This is just dirty stuff lol

“Newt!”

You cried out as the wizard pinned you down, his strong grip holding you firmly to the bed as he thrust roughly into you. His growls of pleasure made you shiver in delight, the feeling of him slamming into you only creating the perfect friction that had you squirming and mewling beneath him. His lean hips fit perfectly against yours, every now and then rubbing into your swollen clit when he pushed forward. You wanted to purr out his name again, let him know how much pleasure the usually gentle Hufflepuff could elicit from your body.

But, as you opened your mouth to moan, his hand came to cup your cheeks, squeezing your face and forcing you to look up at him.

“Say it…say it, my darling.”

Though his pet name was sweet, you knew what his demanding tone meant. And you gulped deeply as he cooed out his next words.

“Say it.”

He slowed his thrusts down, teasingly pulling out of you and stopping just as the tip of his cock nestled itself between your folds.

“Daddy…”

“That’s right…”

Newt licked his lips, green eyes glaring down at you between his wavy locks. You could see the joy behind his gaze, knowing he had you where he wanted. Newt leaned down, licking across your cheek as he purred into your ear.

“Do you like being Daddy’s good girl?”

Your voice was raspy with overuse, having already screamed more than once during your love session. But, you squeezed out of his grasp, clawing at his back as you angled your hips down, trying to make his cock sink deep into you. But, Newt gripped your thighs, forcing you back down.

“Beg me..Beg Daddy to take you.”

I hope you liked it!!! ❤️

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You’re right. There’s no need for a battle. Thousands of men don’t need to die. Only one of us. Let’s end this the old way. You against me

ATTENTION EVERYONE

I WOULD JUST LIKE TO ANNOUNCE THAT YOO TAEYANG DID THAT. HE DONE DIDDLY FUCKING DID THAT AND IM LIKE GENUINELY STRESSED OUT RIGHT NOW HE LOOKED??? SO GOOD??? WHAT THE FUCK???? WHAT THE FUCK? I AM SHAKEN AND STIRRED AND WILL STILL BE SCREAMING ABOUT THIS ON MY DEATHBED, I CANNOT BELIEVE WHAT HE HAS DONE. STAN TALENT, STAN SF9, STAN YOO TAEYANG

Tyler Scheid x Reader (GenderNeutral) - Sweet Summer

Summer is always hot, especially in L.A. It’s like Satan’s armpit there in the summer, and nearly all year round, as well. How can anyone be blamed for going swimming in such terrible weather conditions? What’s even worse are watching the people who enjoy the heat sit out in the sun or under the shade and blister, for who knows what reason. Maybe they’re sadistic.

Maybe that life guard was sadistic, the one with the curls and the stone-face look every time a kid screamed. And then there was you, possibly also less sadistic and crazy as you sat on the edge of the pool, your feet dipped into the cold and chlorine-saturated water. You watched some of the kids push each other into the pool, the lifeguard glare at them. He was… interested to look at. But he was at the other side of the pool, so you couldn’t make out much of his features.

“GERONIMO!” your best friend screamed as she ran to the edge, jumping and landing in the water with a massive cannonball-made splash. Splashing you, you laughed and wiped the water from your face, pushing your hair back.

“Hey!” you shouted. She surfaced and waded in the water, looking at you with a stupid grin.

“What?” she asked.

“Alex you had to warn me. I don’t really want to get too wet.” You glanced at the lifeguard who was busy with looking up at the clouds. Oh, a jawline…
“I did warn you. It’s called a warrior cry, and mine is Geronimo.” Alex seemed very sure of herself, laughing as she dipped down and underneath the surface to swim towards the shallow-end. It was her idea to come to the pool, dragging you away from your YouTube videos and Pringles. You looked nice, though, in your black swimwear. It was nicely fitting and dark, just like your soul. There, that is the sadistic side.

But Alex has that side, too, because she appeared suddenly while you were drooling subconsciously at the lifeguard and pulled you by your arms into the pool. You screamed loudly, stopped short by the cold and salty water. Your body hit the water and you were gone under, the last thing you saw before the water stung your eyes was the lifeguard jolting in his seat.

Fighting with Alex, your arms battled the waves and you struggled to stay afloat, not that well of a swimmer by any means. Your face reached the surface and your gasped for air, kicking your legs furiously. You could hear Alex cackling beside you as you doggy-paddled to stay breathing. Every other second your head dipped underwater and you were fighting to yell at Alex, making everything a struggle in the end.

And then you heard it.

Alex stopped laughing as the splash of a very large and muscular man hit the water. You turned and saw the man right next to you, right as you dipped back under. He grabbed you by the waist, wrapping his arm eventually under your arms before lighting you out of the water and onto the concrete in a matter of seconds. You coughed and blinked, looking up and seeing the beautiful silhouette of the most handsome man you’d ever seen above you.

“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice lovely.

“What?”

“Are you okay?” he asked again. You nodded, his hand grabbing yours as he helped you to sit up. You coughed again and wiped your eyes, Alex losing her mind with laughter.

“You looked like you were drowning, so I saved you.”

You looked at him and blushed. “No, I just swim really weird,” you replied, laughter in your voice. He looked you over, slightly blushing himself, and then let out a sigh. He looked at Alex and smiled, then to you. He sat back on his bottom, possibly feeling like an idiot. He laughed, running his hand through his curls. You just stared, looking at the water drip down his muscular body. The way the sun glistened over his pecs and arms made your jaw drop a little. He looked back at you with the most amazing smile and you found yourself speechless, just in awe.

“Hey hot-stuff!” Alex yelled at you, making you snap back to reality. You shut your jaw and looked at her, glaring. “He’s drooling over you, too,” she said quietly, hoping he wouldn’t hear. You looked back and saw he was. He was staring at the all of you. Your face, chest, legs, everything.

“Tyler!” someone from afar yelled. “Get back to your post.” Tyler stood, helping you up.

“Gotta… go.. Um, I get off at 5. Mabe come back and we can get some ice cream?”

“Yeah, yeah I’d love that.”

“Same.”

He winked and walked away, leaving you standing there. His hands were so soft, you thought. And that was apparently aloud, because he turned around and smiled.

“Thanks!” he called. “Yours are, too!”

You covered your face and screamed, Alex laughing once more.

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With You By My Side - Ten (finale)

A/N: FINAL part you guys.. Thank you so much for sticking with me trough this series.  You are all amazing! And I’m sorry….. Shout out to my beta @thorne93.

Characters: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: ALL THE FUCKING ANGST. Character death. Entire part is Jensen’s POV

Worcount: 1660

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Originally posted by the-tres-geckos

JENSEN’S POV.

It had been a week since we came home from the hospital. The first couple of days she had been fine, moving around in the house, watching movies with me on the couch, but on day four we had to move everything down to the guest room since she was no longer able to climb the stairs. Yesterday she didn’t manage to get out of bed at all, and the doctors are now talking hours, maybe a day.

As I sit by the breakfast table, alone, I call my mom to let her know what’s going on. We don’t talk for long because dad are already packing their bags. He had loaded them in the car before we hang up. My parents love (YN), they always have. I still remember the lecture my mom gave me after I brought (YN) to Dallas for the first time.

“She’s special to you, Jensen. I can tell by the way you look at her and how she looks at you. You should just tell her how you feel now so that you can start your lives together, I guarantee you’re going to regret it if you don’t.”

The all too familiar lump forms in my throat as I replay her words in my head. I know that my mind should be here, in the present, that I should savor every moment we have left, but it’s hard not to dwell on all the things we’ve missed out on in the past, and the things we will miss out on in the future. I shoot a quick text to Jared, telling him that she’s nearing the end of her life, letting him know that if they want to say goodbye they should probably come over soon.

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Dominant | Steve Rogers Smut |

Anonymous requested: Smutty Steve Rogers req. you have been giving him attitude all day and when you get home he shows you how he feels about it.
Done! I hope you enjoy it darling xx

Summary: Steve is sick of you teasing him.

Warnings: SMUUUT! Swearing, unprotected sex (wrap it or regret it, kids), dom/sub (kinda), Captain kink, oral (both parties receiving), dirty talk, reader being a lil shit

Originally posted by marveltho


Steve sat at the table, his jaw clenched in frustration. You were out at dinner and, as you usually did, you were being a sarcastic little shit.

And he was sick of it.

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Feel That In The Morning

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warning: Cheating, Swearing, Drunken confessions

Every relationship has its struggles when you travel, especially being an Avenger. When you and your boyfriend have another argument while you’re away for a mission, you decide once you land you’re going to go to the apartment to apologize. When Buck drops you off, something seems off what you find out throws you for a loop and thank God for Bucky Barnes and Tequila. Till you start spouting off about your true feelings to the wrong or would you call it the right person?

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Originally posted by deniz-is-a-witch


You throw your head back groaning as you suit up, strapping your leg holster on.

“What now?” Buck asks smirking at you, he tosses a clip at you, you catch it one handed slipping it into your weapon, before holstering it.

“Think we can find a chapel around here?” You smirk at him tossing his jacket at him.

“In the middle of the woods? High chances doll, don’t tease me.” Buck chuckles slipping his jacket on.

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Masked - Part 7

Word Count: 1717

Pairing: Avengers x Reader, Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: Language, panic attack, angst, don’t worry there is some fluff 

A/N: Soooo hey guys… I know it’s been awhile since I posted masked. I’m sorry! Finals are this week and then I’m out for the summer! So i should be able to post more often! Anyway enjoy and sorry for the wait again. 

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Part 6

Originally posted by tomhollanddaily

After the team caught you and Peter in the middle of a makeout session, they wouldn’t let it go for months. On a daily basis, the both of you were teased endlessly because clearly, they had nothing better to do. For a while, you and Peter took it slow, not wanting to put labels on anything just yet. However, with the team’s constant pestering about you two should be “Facebook official” at this point, you proudly decided to call him your boyfriend. You also hoped that meant they would stop teasing you but you soon found out you two had a lot more to deal with.

First off, Clint always made kissy faces at the two of you, Tony would be way overprotective, and to make matters worse, Sam would go as far as suggesting that Peter should carry some protection in his pocket from now on. And yes, the Spiderling was mortified as well as you were. Natasha did kick his ass but that didn’t stop her and Wanda from asking for all the juicy gossip. In simpler terms; the team had issues with personal space but at this point, they weren’t changing.

Other than that, life was great with the Avengers. Especially now since Tony and Bruce were able to figure out a solution to help with the side effect you were having with your powers. If the team wasn’t protective before, they were now more than ever once they saw what could really happen if you overuse your powers. Long story short, you fainted on one of your first missions in the middle of the battle. You definitely got an earful that night. But with the power of science, you soon found an answer to your problems.

Weeks of testing led to a discovery of an imbalance the alien DNA caused in your immune system that resulted in random nosebleeds and feelings of lightheadedness. Finally, you were able to live a bit normally for someone whose DNA is mixed with an alien’s. All you had to do was get a shot four times a year from Bruce to keep everything stable.

Which led you to today, sitting in the lab as Bruce gave you your second shot of the year. And of course, your boyfriend was standing next to you holding your hand. You barely felt the shot but he was dead set on making sure you felt safe.

“And that should do it,” Bruce said putting away his supplies. “Tell me if you start feeling lightheaded or-”

“Greenie I know, you told me this before,” You joked as he rolled his eyes. “You and Tony gave me this whole speech on what I should look out for.”

Saying a quick goodbye, you followed Peter out into the living room before flopping down onto the couch. Laying your head in his lap you, sighed with content once he started playing with your hair.

“Wanna have a movie marathon?” Peter asked wiggling his eyebrows as you giggled. “And don’t tell me you have school work because I know you finished everything.”

“Pete I would love too but I have a paper due in two weeks-”

“Exactly two weeks,” He added as you slightly pouted. “Aw is my little glowstick gonna pout because they’re an overachiever. “

You sat up hitting your boyfriend’s arm playfully. “Excuse you Spiderling, but being an overachiever is the reason why I graduated early! Besides you never know when a mission comes up and-”

“Babe,” he interrupted brushing a few pieces of your hair out of your eyes that fell in your rambling.  You face turned a slight shade of pink as he continued talking. “I’m only giving you a hard time. Trust me I know how important school is for you but sometimes it’s good to take a break once in awhile.”

“Can we watch The Princess Bride?” You sheepishly mumbled giving in.

“Sure, and let me guess you want ice cream as well?”

Nodding excitedly, Peter laughed as he made his way to the kitchen. Just as you were about to press play on the movie, your boyfriend returned with bowls of ice cream. Giving him a quick peck on the cheek, you plopped down on the couch and started the movie.


The movie wasn’t on for long before you finished your ice cream and one of your favorite scenes from the movie was just about to appear. Giggling to yourself, you hopped out of your seat and turned to face your boyfriend.

“Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die,” You said pointing your spoon at Peter.

“Why am I not surprised,” He laughed as he stood up from his seat with a slight smirk. “You’re going down glowstick.”

“We’ll see about that spoody.”

Lunging forward you quickly hit his spoon before letting out another giggle. As the movie continued on in the background, the two of you chased each other around the room trying to get the upper hand. It wasn’t until Peter jumped over the couch when you realized you needed to use one of the moves Natasha taught you. As he landed in front of you, you swiftly knocked his feet from under him. Tackling your boyfriend to the ground, you laughed loudly.

“I win,” You said hovering over him.

“Oh, whatever will I do!” He dramatically yelled.

“Hmm,” You began leaning closer to Peter’s face. “A kiss should-”

Cutting you off, Peter closed the gap between the two of you and smashed his lips onto yours. Giggling a bit, you deepen the kiss, as things started to get a bit more heated. Letting him sit up, you wrapped your legs around his waist while running your fingers through his hair. As Peter’s hands slowly started sinking pass your hips, you heard someone clearing their throat.

“Parker, you better watch where you put your hands bud,” Tony said in a low voice.

Peter was off of you in a matter of seconds, muttering a slur of apologies as you sighed into your hands. Tony always knew when to come in and ruin a perfect moment.

“Tonyyyyyy,” You grumbled.

“(Y/NNNNN).”

“What do you want,” Peter said as his face matched the color of his suit. “It better be important.”

“Well I mean I have some new suit updates for the both of you but you want to go back to sinning then by all means.”

“Says the man that use to bring home total strangers because he was-”

“So do you want to see the new updates or not?” Tony said clearly wanting to change the subject.  

“Fine,” The two of you said following Tony to the elevators. Sure you hated them but you were in no mood fighting about whether or not to take the stairs.

Stepping inside and watching the doors shut, you instantly got a bad feeling when the elevator shook. Trying to tell yourself it was just you being paranoid, you played with the hem of your shirt. Sensing that you were on edge, Peter stood next to you.

“Hey are you-” He said before the elevator came to a screeching stop.

Not good.

“FRIDAY, what’s happening?” Tony sighed as the A.I responded with only static. “We made in in here for a while.”

“Oh,” You responded feeling a lump grow in your throat.

This was not good at all.

“Hey, Pete can you hold this for me while I see what’s happening.”

“Yeah, sure thing.”

While they were both distracted, the walls started slowly closing in around you. Sinking to the floor, you found it harder and harder to breathe. All you could think about was that place. A place where you never wanted be again but here you were, reliving your horrible memories. You pushed back those thoughts for so long that it physically hurt just remembering them.

“Wait I think I got-”

Before Tony could finish his sentence, the elevator screeched once more as it fell down a floor. Letting out a loud gasp like everyone else, you buried your head in your knees.

“(Y/N)?” Peter asked once he saw the state you were in. “Babe.”

You didn’t respond. Instead, all you saw was your mom calling out to your younger self among the people running in terror as you gazed up at the sky watching large pieces of rubble falling towards you. You boyfriend’s voice was beginning to be drowned out by the images flashing by. You could now only hear people screaming and then, you did too.


Tony was in his own world until he heard a scream. Nearly having a heart attack he turned in your direction, only to see you shaking in the corner. It didn’t take long for him to put two and two together before he realized you were having a panic attack. He had so many himself that it was almost second nature to him.

“(Y/N), what’s wrong talk to me.” Peter panicked. “Babe, say something!”

“No… No… No… ,” You sobbed.

“Kid!” Tony shouted trying to get Peter’s attention. “Peter, get your ass over here and watch the tablet. The elevator is almost fixed just make sure FRIDAY gets rebooted. I got (Y/N), come over here.”

Peter nodded, still looking at you with a worried expression. Handing him the tablet, Tony watched as you remained in a fear-ridden state. Reaching out to touch your arm, you roiled and screamed once more. Whatever you were reliving was clearly something you pushed back for years. Tony knew exactly how you were feeling right now. Things always bubbled over at some point and today was that day.

“(Y/N), I just want you to know I’m here ok? You’re ok, and we’re going to get you out of here,” Tony said slowly reaching his hand out. Grabbing your hand, he felt you grip it tightly as you whispered under your breath. “Just hold my hand kid, we’ll be out of here soon.”

“Mom,” you whimpered. “Don’t leave me… ”

“You’re ok kid, you’re ok,” Tony whispered as his heart broke at the sight of you. He knew you were all getting out of this elevator but what he didn’t know was how much of his words were actually true.

And that was a thought that scared him.


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An Inspiration

Originally posted by daenso

Zhang Yixing/Lay x Reader - Angst, Fluff, Sexual References

Words: 4.7K

Summary: New to Korea, you were more than ready to show the world that you were capable of being an international idol by going to the market at 11 PM. The thing is, you certainly did not expect to get lost, get caught by fans, and share a bed with your favorite idol and role model.

A/N: I came in wanting to write a smut but got super shy half way through haha ;;


‘Korean fans are scary.’ You thought to yourself as your black hat ghosted over your eyes, narrowing your point of view. Your tiny feet scurried across the arrival hall of the airport while the crowd of people screamed your name and held posters and signs with your name and face on them.

Don’t get me wrong, you love your fans. Your fans are the ones who let you stand on stage and sing your heart out. Not originally from Korea, the transition from devotion to obsession amongst fans proved to be rocky to you. Never in your life did you know that people could be so dedicated to you and your group members.

You casted your eyes to the side and gave a small wave to your fanboys and fangirls, the crowd roared in response as your manager hustled you away. You walked a bit faster while giving small smiles and nods to your fans in the sideline. Mouthing a small ‘thank you’ here and there, the fans were more than jubilated to see you pay even a hint of attention to them.

Being SM Entertainment’s newest trainee under your real name (F/n), to say you were not used to Korean culture was an understatement. You felt homesick 99% of the time, you didn’t understand Korean jokes, your tongue was still getting accustomed to Korean food, you didn’t know how to get anywhere - yep, the textbook example of a tourist. Except it was your job. Your “touristy” behavior caught the attention of other SM idols who were not from Korea.

So basically only Zhang Yixing, better known as Lay, from EXO. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t a fan of the breathtaking dancer with a voice to match. From music skills that can top any music producer in the industry and musical talent that makes professional musicians cower to their knees, Lay was no doubt the person you looked up to the most in SM Entertainment. Of course, if only you had the guts to talk to him about something.

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Exposed

Description: Sometimes the guys can’t keep secrets. Sometimes that’s okay.

Genre: Fluff, High School! AU

Pairing: Oh Sehun x reader

Word Count: 2,779

Originally posted by luedeer


I’d been here at Baekhyun’s house for two hours, listening to the guys drone on and on about lame guy stuff. I didn’t quite know what they were talking about right now. I had tuned them all out awhile ago. It was me and four of the guys: Jongin, Chanyeol, Baek, and Kyungsoo. I loved them, but not enough to listen to them talk about… sports?

“But yo, when are tryouts?” I heard Chanyeol ask to no one in particular. Baekhyun answered almost immediately. “Next Thursday, but you have to have an updated physical and gear.” Chanyeol groaned. “That’s not even the best part. The gear has to be brand new. Literally fresh off the shelves and directly to the field or you practically won’t be allowed to tryout.” Baek’s statement made Chan groan louder. “Ugh, I hate tryout season. Like honestly, what’s wrong with the gear we already have? I literally replaced all my equipment last season. More importantly, what if we don’t even make the team. Then we have all this spanky new gear for nothing!” He ranted.

Kyungsoo spoke next. He didn’t speak often when they had conversations like this, but when he did it was good. “You suck at baseball, so you’re the only one that has to worry about that.” This made all the guys erupt into laughter, and even I broke out into a small giggle. Chan’s face turned red, partly from embarrassment. “Aye, leave him alone. At least he can make it to tryouts Mr.I’m-too-scared-to-tryout-for-basketball-so-I’m-just-gonna-hideout-in-the-library.” Kyungsoo gave Jongin a death glare. “That’s not what happened you doof. I had a stupid research paper to finish and the coaches made me go to the library to work on it.” Jongin cowered as Kyungsoo spoke. I didn’t know why though. Jongin was the only one that could get away with saying stuff like that it him. It was obvious that he had a soft spot for him. “Yeah, leave him alone guys. Besides, even if he could try out, he’s too short to make a basket.” Kyungsoo didn’t hesitate to jerk on a strand of Baekhyun’s hair as the guys burst into another bout of laughter. The digs the guys got on Kyungsoo was what usually got them the most riled up, mainly because it didn’t happen often seeing as how nobody wanted to get killed by one of his death stares.

I honestly couldn’t stand listening to them go on. “Can you guys not be so boring? I’m practically falling asleep.” All the guys looked at me with playful annoyance. “Did we ask you to speak?” Baekhyun asked, mocking a face of disgust. “Cause I don’t recall.”

“Aye, I don’t recall asking for permission to speak, not that I’d let any of you losers to grant me that right.”

The guys all let out in a chorus of “Ooooo.” Chanyeol was next to speak.“So sassy.” Baekhyun mumbled something under his breath right after him. I didn’t quite catch it all, but I caught some of it. “No wonder… on you…”

“Would you like to say that again Baek? Maybe a little louder?” I said, mocking a stern tone we’d all heard Baekhyun’s mother use with him. He was quite the sassafrass. He was constantly getting in trouble with his parents because he couldn’t stop himself from saying something sarcastic or snarky. He rolled eyes. “I SAID, NO WONDER OUR SASSY MAKNAE HAS A CRUSH ON YOU!” He shouted even though we were all barely two feet away from each other. “Smartass.” I huffed crossing my arms. The guys got back into their previous conversation. I snatched my phone up from its place on the table behind us. I started mindlessly scrolling through social media. I wasn’t looking at anything in particular, I just wanted something to prevent me from going completely insane while the guys talked about… hockey?

I grabbed one of the cups off the table, and took a big gulp of the fizzy soda. No wonder our sassy maknae likes you. Baekhyun’s words from earlier popped back into my mind causing me to spit my drink out. It flew from my mouth and straight from my nostrils too. “Eww Y/n, what the fuck?” Chanyeol squealed. For someone so manly, he sure did squeal and scream alot. “sEHUN LIKES ME?!?!” Chanyeol nodded. He and Jongin started wiping the soda off the table, Baekhyun was drying himself off, and Kyungsoo had moved to the other side of the room. He’d just barely avoided getting soda spit on him because he had gotten up to fix himself more drink at the same time soda was spewing from my nose.

“He’s had feelings for you since like practically day one.” Jongin said just as he finished wiping off the table. “Yeah.” Baekhyun agreed. “It’s so obvious too. He’s always drooling over you when we’re all together.” My jaw dropped. There was no way in hell, Sehun, of all people, liked me. I had a major crush on him, and the universe was never ever kind enough to let your crush reciprocate feelings. I got a rag from the laundry room, wet it, and made sure the table was clean. Once I was done, I threw the rag back at Baekhyun for him to put it where it goes. Anytime any of us tried to help him straighten up the place he got upset.

“You guys can’t be serious.” I said. The guys loved to joke around, so I wholeheartedly believed this was another one of their pranks. “You should see the way he looks at you.” Kyungsoo stated, making his way back to the table once he was sure it was clean. “And when you’re not around, we can never get him to shut up about you. Y/n, this. Y/n, that. Makes me wanna slap the kid sometimes.” Jongin added. Something in me still didn’t quite believe them, but regardless I spilled my own feelings to them. “Well, I sorta maybe have feelings for him too.” I whispered, covering my face as soon as the words had left my lips.

“OH MY GOD! WE CAN SET YOU TWO UP!” Baekhyun screamed, jumping up and down in the process. Matchmaker, one of his favorite things to do. “No! He doesn’t know.” I said, feeling my face heat up. I knew exactly how the guys were, now that we were on this topic it would be awhile before we were on to something else. “You didn’t know how he felt about you, but look at you now.” Chanyeol said, nonchalantly shrugging his shoulders as if this wasn’t sort of big deal. “Bye Yeollie, that’s different.” I whined, I was way too chicken to tell Sehun about my tiny, huge, crush on him. “Honestly, I’m content with him never knowing.” Before I had the chance to say anything else, my phone vibrated in my pocket. It was a text from Jongdae.

From Dae: Okay but like dont hate me

From Dae: butttttttttttttttttt

From Dae: Something may or may not have slipped…

“I say you just waltz up to him and tell him how you feel.” Jongin suggested from his seat across from me at the table. “Jongin, that’s lame.” I said, quickly replying to the ominous text message I’d just received.

To Dae: Explain

“Or you could have one of us tell him, like me for example?” Baekhyun said, I was looking at him, but I could tell he was wearing the biggest grin of his life. “You only want to do it because you like being in other people’s business.” His first reply was a scoff. “Not true, I enjoy being kind and helping others around me.”

From Dae: SOOOO likeeeee

From Dae: I love you Y/n, you know that right??

I was starting to get impatient. What had he done this time? “Text him.” “Call him.” “Meet up with him. “Send him a letter.” “Send him an email.” “Send him a snapchat.” “Post in on Instagram.” “Slide in his DM’s.” The guys just starting shouting out suggestions. I couldn’t help but giggle as some of the options started to get ridiculous.

From Dae: Hunnie knows you like him

From Dae: dont kill me pls

I screamed as I typed out my reply. Jongdae was one of the first, and for a while the only, people to know about my crush on Sehun. The other was Yixing.

To Dae: HWO DOES SOEMTHIN LIKE THAT JUSST SLIP?!?!???!!??! >

To Dae: UGH im so gonna punch you next time I see you

To Dae: ur such a punk, i hate you

I didn’t notice, but the guys, all except for Baekhyun who moved to the other room to take a phone call, had moved behind me to peek over my shoulder. They were reading my messages. “Whelp, looks like you don’t even gotta worry about telling him now.” Chanyeol laughed, ruffling my hair, something he knew I hated with a passion. I punched his shoulder for revenge. “Leave me alone you crusty heathen.” I said, pushing the red haired giant away from me. He stumbled, and hit his side on the kitchen counter. I could tell the blow to his hip hurt, Chanyeol burst into a fit of giggles. He was so odd.

“Hey guys,” Baekhyun said. He tossed his phone back on the table, where it was pre-phone call. “Sehun and the others are coming over. Also what do you guys want to eat.” The four shouted food suggestions at Baekhyun. I didn’t understand how he understood all the clamour, but I was more focused on the fact that Sehun would be here any minute

From Dae: i luv you tho :’(

From Dae: Also we’re coming to Baek’s

Hearing the fact again made me scream.

To Dae: I KNOW

I pretty much continued screaming even though about thirty minutes had passed. I screamed even more when I heard a knock on the door. Luckily it only turned out to be the pizza we had ordered. We were supposed to wait for everyone to get here, but I was so anxious it was making me hungry. I ended up scarfing down close to a whole pizza by myself.

We always get like five orders of breadsticks, and I ate about one and a half of those. They weren’t even that good, but I was so nervous to see Sehun I couldn’t stop myself. I actually began pacing around the room as we awaited the other guys’ arrival. I was shook beyond belief. How was he gonna react? What was he gonna say? Was he even going to talk to me? Was everything going to be awkward the rest of the night? I didn’t know what to do, so when another knock came to the door I ended up screaming once more and hiding in Baekhyun’s room. I could hear Chanyeol laugh at me as I did so, but I didn’t care.

To Dae: Meet me in Baekhyun’s room ASAP

I assumed he got my message when about ten minutes later I heard a knock on the door. I had locked it just in case. “Open up!” He shouted through the door. I hurriedly unlocked it and went back to pacing. “Jongdae, I can barely breathe!” I uttered, my nerves causing my hands to start shaking. “Is that so?” I expected to hear Jongdae’s voice, but instead I was met with that of Sehun’s much deeper one. “WHY ARE YOU HERE?!?!?!” I screamed for the umpteenth time today. “The guys pushed me in here and said they wouldn’t let me out until we talked, so here I am.” I didn’t know what to do or say. Literally the only thing I could think to do was scream. But that was off the table considering I didn’t think the guys wanted to hear me do that again.

le boyz gc: I hate all of you

Eventually Sehun broke the silence which was different seeing as how besides Kyungsoo, he was the quietest out of all the guys.

“How long have you liked me?”

I almost choked because of his boldness. I mean leave it to Sehun to get straight to the point. “What do you mean?” I laughed nervously. “I’ve never liked you.” I’ve liked you since middle school.

“Don’t lie to me.” He said casually, moving from leaning against the bedroom door to sitting on Baekhyun’s bed. “Jongdae told me you’ve had a crush on me for a while now.” I mentally cursed Jongdae. Remind me not to tell any of the guys if I ever develop a crush on literally ANYONE EVER AGAIN!

.“For the record, I’ve liked you since that first time we all hung out at Chanyeol’s place.” I tried thinking back to the first time we ever went to Chan’s house. It was quite hard to manage seeing as how we’re always either at his or Baekhyun’s house. “What’s so special about us hanging out that one time?” I asked, trying to avert from the subject of me liking him. “I don’t know really.” He started. He stopped looking at me, and focused all his attention on his twiddling thumbs. “Just something about you struck out to me. It made me what to get to know you better.” “Are you glad you did?” I asked in a small voice. Sehun nodded vigorously. “It was the best decision I ever made to be honest.”

I could feel a warmth course through my body at his words. Now I have to tell him. I took a deep breath and finally spilled the truth. “I’ve had a crush on you since before high school. And ever since then just the thought of you makes me happy beyond belief.” I puffed, still not wanting to admit my true feelings for him. I looked over at Sehun. His entire face was lit up in result of what I’d told him. But he went for beaming to smirking in two seconds flat. He sat up off the bed, and stood about a foot away from me. “See how easy that was.” I punched his arm, causing him to start laughing. “Leave me alone.” After those words, he pulled me into a tight hug. I buried my head in his chest. I was able to get a whiff of his cologne, it was strong but not too overbearing. It was pleasant, but at the same time it was a savory scent. I didn’t want him to let go anytime soon, however we jumped away from each other as we heard Baekhyun yell “THEY BETTER NOT BE HAVING SEX IN MY ROOM, ON MY BED!!” and the door swing open.

The guys piled into the doorway. “Ew, look at the lovebirds.” Minseok teased from the front of the huddle. His words caused both Sehun and I to turn bright red from embarrassment. “I bet they were making out.” Chanyeol butted in, sticking his head farther into the room. “Shut up Chan!” I said, covering up my face as it got even brighter.

“Come on guys, pizza’s getting cold and we’re about to put on a movie.” Junmyeon said. I gave him an understanding nod. I went to speak, but before I could Jongin interrupted me. “Oh Y/n’s not hungry. She practically ate like three pizzas before you guys got here. Sehun had her super stressed out.” Everyone broke out into laughter, causing all my embarrassment levels to skyrocket. I buried my face in my hands, so no one would see just how red my face was getting. “It was more like one, let me live.” I pouted. Sehun wrapped his arm around my waist, and pulled me closer to him. “It’s okay babe.” He whispered in my ear. I ended up smiling like an idiot at his words. The guy I like just called me babe. What a world!

“Stop being gross, you’ve been together for like five seconds.” Baekhyun said, wearing an over exaggerated look of disgust. I couldn’t help but shake my head at him. We hadn’t talked about us actually dating yet. “Hey you guys, we should choose tonight’s movies carefully. The two love birds might get a little risky throughout them.” Kyungsoo said from the middle of the crowd of guys. This time Sehun and I joined in on the guy’s laughter. One by one, everyone eventually turned around and left the bedroom. Sehun and I exited the room, his arm still draped around my shoulder. Before we got into the living room, he placed a kiss on my forehead. Maybe we weren’t together just yet, but I could definitely get used to this.

Only Ones Who Know

Originally posted by awhoreslies

John Shelby x Reader

Request: Hi 😊 I’m so pleased requests are open again haha Can a request a fic where the John loves the Reader so tries to limit her involvement in his work but the reader feels like it’s because he doesn’t trust her so she still insists on helping out/being around. One day though she gets hurt or takes a bullet (but lives) to protect him thank you so much


“Where’s John?” Y/N continued counting and writing down wagers into her book along with Scudboat. Polly was pinning her hat to her head as she answered Tommy.

“John’s in the Garrison,” Tommy sighed. “Says he wants a meeting about a family matter. After he’s said his piece, he’ll come back and take his place with Y/N and Scudboat. Scudboat?” Polly placed her purse on her arm. “John will be back in ten minutes.”

“Alright,” Scudboat didn’t even look up from his counting as he replied.

“Five,” Tommy corrected, pointing to Y/N because she was paying attention, and followed Polly out the door. 

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I Am An Alpha Ch 1: Boy Soldier

Summary: Insoo has lived her life as boy since the age of 7 when she was forced to join the Blood Army under her brother’s name with the help of a young alpha. Being a female omega in a army full of alpha isn’t easy especially when none of them can know what she is. On a mission with her new pack she finds her mate, who just happens to be part of the most feared pack in Asia. But it isn’t as romantic as she thought it would be. Especially when she finds out he isn’t her only mate.


We’ve all done bad things in our life, some worse then others but still, there is always something. To say that I’ve done something bad doesn’t my sins justice. I would like to say that I didn’t have a choice in it, but there is always a choice. I stare at the scene in front of me, young boy in tears, sword in hand. He’s making his choice right now with his parents on their knees in front of him. His mother is bawling while the father tries to stay strong and convince his son to save himself. I watch without much sympathy for the boy or his parents. Their deaths are inevitable but this way at least their son will live on.

“Please,” The mother begs me. “There must be another way.”

I shake my head, my poker face strong as stone, “There is no other option other than for the two I have offered you. I’m getting impatience with this though, I will give you one minute to decide before I decide for you.” I know this isn’t easy but if I don’t return to the village center soon I will receive a punishment and I don’t feel like being beaten tonight.

The mother continues to cry, glaring at me with disgust on her face, “How can you be so cruel? He is only a child!”

“We were all children when we made this decision. None of us wanted this but in this world it is kill or be killed. Now choose.” I spit. I have no patient for people who think we would want this life. I wanted to be a normal child, to grow up with my parents and my brothers. I did not want to have to choose between slaughtering my parents and saving myself or dying along with them. But here I am, years later forcing others to do the same to avoid punishment.

I’m brought out of my thoughts by the sound of someone screaming. Blood splatters on the floor followed by the now silent mother. The father roars at the death of his mate but that is short lived before the boy does the same to his father. Suddenly it’s silent. The young boy, probably about 8 or 9 the same age as me when the same happened to me, is crumbled on the ground crying. He discards the sword and curls tighter around himself.

I sigh, “I know that was hard but this isn’t over yet. We have to go now before we both get into trouble. Lets go,” I grab his arm but he shakes me off before glaring up at me.

“Don’t touch me!” He screams. “How can you be so calm when people just died in front of you? Doesn’t that effect you all?”

“No kid, it doesn’t. You are not the first person who I watched do this. I’ve seen thousands of people slaughtered, I got used to it. You will too, and before you get hostile with me I want you to know I am one of the nicer people in this army. If you are going to be a part of it you are not going to want to be alone so accept my kindness before I change my mind.”

“You call this kindness?”

“I’m offering you some place to belong in the new world you just signed up for. Those wolves out there will eat you alive out there now stop being a bitch, get up off your ass, and follow me.” I turn on my heel to leave when suddenly there is an explosion. I’m blown back on to my ass on top of the kid. Without hesitation I grab his wrist and quickly scramble to the far wall of the small cabin. The wall across from us is gone, leaving chard wood and a scattered body parts outside.

They’re using the bombs? What the hell is going on? With a firm grip on the boy I quickly drag him along out of the cabin into a surprising battle field. Another bomb is thrown causing more debris to fly. Gun shot echoes through the village as we run through in search of my closest friend.

“Jin hyung!” I yell when I finally find him with the others gathered together behind a cabin. I can see the relief on the older man’s face when he sees me. He accepts me in his arms and kisses the top of my head, surprising me. Jin and I are close but he rarely shows me physical affection when we are on a mission.

“What is going on? Are Jaebum’s people throwing bombs? I thought this village was good spot to find strong alphas. Why are we bombing?” I wonder when he releases me.

“We aren’t alone. The Black Dragon’s are here. They started attacking the other team while we were trying to recruit. I lost my two in the blast and so did the others. I see that you got one,” Jin explains as he eyes the young pup up who bashfully hides behind me the best he can. His hands are clutching mine as if I’m grounding him. “I don’t know if he’ll be able to make it back with us. We are going to scatter in about five minutes.”

“I take responsibility for him, don’t worry.”

Jin’s eyes narrow on me, “Insoo,” he starts in his fatherly voice that is quickly cut off by the sound of another bomb and a familiar voice calling out.

“Scatter!”

That one word turns me on autopilot. Jin gives me one last look before turning and running in another direction while the others do the same. The boy and I are the last to move, heading to the south end of the village where we began. He is breathing heavy already when we reach the edge of the village, he stops in his tracks, pulling me back like an anchor but we can’t stop, not yet.

“A mile.” I tell him.

“What?” He groans threw his heavy breaths.

“We need to be at least a mile a way before we can stop.”

“But I can’t run anymore,” He whines.

I groan internally and for a moment consider leaving him. I push that idea away before turning my back to him and demand for him to climb on, “Do it quick.” He hesitantly climbs on to my back, much lighter than he should be for a boy his age but I have no room to talk. With him settled on my back I begin running through the forest. I can’t smell anyone or hear anything following us, I think we are in the clear. Thank god. I don’t have the strength to fight against a real alpha right now.

That relief is short lived when suddenly I’m taken down by a massive black wolf. The boy flies off me and lands in the bushes while I land on my back with the wolf on top of me, a growl ripping threw his throat. The monster snaps at my face as he glares down at me. Our eyes lock and for a moment, the world freezes.

Mate.

Why is he doing this? Can’t he tell it’s me? From the way he continues to snap at me I’m going with a no. Of course he can’t Jin made sure that no one would be able to catch my scent by burying it with his. But still I feel like my mate should know by just looking at me. I stare up into blood red eyes and am frozen but not with fear, I just feel overwhelmed. I’m seeing my mate, my one true love, but he can’t see past the scent of alpha all over me to realize that. I want to reach up and just hug him, to bury my face in his fur and inhale his delicious scent. Like fire wood and warmth.

There is a gunshot, knocking the massive wolf off me. My mate falls to his side, still growling but quickly begins to move away. I want to call to him, to beg him to come back but when I see Jin coming closer with a shot gun in his hand I want him to run.

“Hyung stop!” I demand as I quickly stand.

Jin pulls me behind him without lowering his weapon, “That’s the fucking leader of the Black Dragons and you are telling me to lower my gun? What the hell is wrong with you?”

“The leader?” I mumble out.

“Run,” Jin commands, “run Insoo. I’ll keep him distracted.”

“But,” I look to my make, hunched and teeth bared.

“Now!”

“Fine, where is the kid?” I scan the forest for the boy.

“Forget him!” Jin growls, “Get out of here!”

“I’m not leaving him!” I snap back as I slip past Jin to look where the boy had disappeared to. “Kid,” I call.

“Hyung?” He mumbles softly from behind a near by tree. I offer him my hand and pull him behind Jin along with me.

“I can’t believe you are taking him,” Jin rolls his eyes and glances at me over his shoulder. Bad decision. My mate jumps at us, taking Jin down and knocking the shot gun out of his hands. The boy and I stumble back, my eyes are wide with panic when my mate bites Jin’s shoulder, making the older yell out in pain. It’s an unfair fight with Jin in his human form and it’s not allowed for us to transform without a higher up’s permission. I quickly grab the shot gun and hold it up but realize soon after how stupid it is of me.

I can’t do it, I can’t shoot my mate. I least I thought I couldn’t. Jin screams once more and I prepare myself to pull the trigger, “Get off him!” I command my mate. The wolf releases Jin and glares up at me with those now terrifying red eyes. He takes a step toward me, ready to pounce at me. My body reacts on it’s own when the wolf launches itself at me. The sound of the gun going off registers before the fact that I had just shot my mate does. It feels as if I had been shot myself when a horrible pain spreads through my chest forcing me to my knees.

I stare at my mate who is lying on his back trembling. I killed him. I killed my mate! I try to rush forward to him but Jin grabs my hand and pulls me away, gripping his bleeding shoulder.

“We have to go!” Jin yells.

“But-“ I almost cry in relief at the sight of my mate rolling on to his side to glare at us. At least he’s a live.

“The rest of his pack will be here soon, we don’t have time!” With that Jin drags me through the forest with the boy holding my other hand. He’s trembling. I force myself the push the thought of my mate away to realize what I ‘ve just done. I endangered my pack. I almost got Jin killed in my daze, what the hell is wrong with me?

We reach our meeting point two miles away from the village, everyone is there waiting and jumps the their feet at the sight of us. Jin is healed but his shirt is still bloody and shredded from the bite. The others are quick to notice.

“What the hell happened?” Namjoon, our alpha, questions at the sight of his second in command in such a mess.

“We were attacked,” Jin explains shortly as he collapses to the ground in exhaustion.

“How the hell did that happen?” Jimin wonders.

“How the hell do you think?” Jin snaps back giving the pup cowering behind me a glare. Everyone follows his gaze. Poor thing. With all six alphas glaring down at him I know it can be hard. As a young pup whose rank hasn’t be decided yet, that much dominance can stress the body out. After being with these guys for years their dominance doesn’t really do much to me anymore, I’ve had to pretend to be an alpha for a long time, I had to learn how to hide my feelings. I stand strong against their obvious distaste for the pup.

“If this is anyone’s fault it’s mine,” I snap back.

“Soo-ya,” Hoseok sighs, “We know you would never do anything to put Hyung in danger, don’t take the blame for that brat.”

“It is my fault,” I repeat. “I hesitated when the wolf attacked him.”

“Lets just drop it,” Jin growls, silencing the group. “Lets head back to base.”

“We can’t,” Namjoon deadpans.

Everyone looks to him confused but Jin is the one to question it, “What do you mean?”

“I got a message from Jaebum before he was attacked, apparently the Black Dragons had stopped there first before joining us in the village.”

My jaw drops, “So you’re saying that everyone is gone?”

Namjoon nods.

“Is it wrong that I want to cheer?” Yoongi chuckles.

We all share a look before letting out a loud cheer. “They’re dead!” I cheer happily, “All those bastards are dead!”

“See you all in hell!” Taehyung giggles gleefully as he does a little dance.

“Shouldn’t you be sad?” A small voice wonders. I look over my shoulder to a trembling boy who now just looks confused.

Jimin scoffs, “About what?”

“They were your pack.”

“They were our slave masters,” Yoongi corrects with a disgusted look on his face.

“We are like you kid, we weren’t here because we wanted to be, they just didn’t give us very good options. This is my pack,” I explain gesturing to the guys in front of me. “They are my family.”

“Speaking of that, what are we going to do with the kid?” Jimin wonders.

The boy tenses but I try my best to calm him, “Can’t we just keep him? He has no where to go, no family left, please?”

“Seriously Soo?” Jimin scoffs, “Do you think this kid can do anything for our pack?”

“I’m pretty sure I thought the same thing about you when Hoseok hyung saved you. We all questioned Yoongi when he saved Taehyung and I know Namjoon, Hoseok and Yoongi hyung all thought Jin was insane when brought me back. Now look where we are.” I finish with a smug look on my face and my hands on my hips.

Namjoon sighs, “I hate when he is right. Fine Insoo, but you know the rules, he’s your responsibility now. That can be a hard thing to deal with.”

“Tell me about it,” Jin clicks his tongue as he rubs his shoulder.

I chuckle and walk over to do it for him, “I know Hyung, you got a lot more than you were hoping for.”

“We should probably do introductions before we welcome him,” Jin sighs. “Hello, I’m Seokjin but you call me Hyung. I’m basically your grandfather since my problem child has taken you on as his own.”

Namjoon gives him a small smile, “I’m the head alpha of this pack, Namjoon.”

“Yoongi,” Short and sweet.

“Hoseok.”

“I’m Taehyung, nice to meet you,” The silly boy greets.

Jimin just nods at him, “Jimin.”

I try to seem as warm as possible to stop the boy from shaking. “And I, your lovely guardian, am Insoo. I respond to Hyung. What is your name little wolf?”

“I’m Jungkook.”

“Well Jungkook, welcome to the pack. You seem to bring trouble with you,” Jin mocks.

“If the Black Dragons is something you drag along I will not hesitate to kill you,” Yoongi warns. “I have no desire to fight with other alphas over stupid things.”

“Don’t mind him,” I half whisper, “He’s harmless.”

Yoongi shakes his head, “You are the exception to my cruelty Soo, don’t think others will be so special.”

“I know, I’m a very special case.”

“What do you mean?” The pup wonders.

I smirk, “Trust me, you’ll find out.”


First chapter done! Sorry you only get a glimpse of EXO but don’t worry they will come.

six-amanita-phalloides  asked:

do you know if everyone treated Hayden nicely at the sw celebration?

everyone treated him very well everyone seemed (at least through the stream) to be excited/happy he was there

ppl even screamed more than once when he said something and someone screamed a super  loud  “i love you”  we all could hear asjkjskdjfd