Shelly waved when Anna let you into the house, waiting
politely while you took off your shoes and set the neatly in the porchway,
following her up to her room as usual. After a few hours Roman came back with
the boy who Letha and Shelly talked about, you could never remember his name,
but he smiled and waved when you hurried to help Anna carry the drinks up.
“I thought you only came on a Wednesday.” Roan grunted and
you blushed, recalling the last few times you’d come over, sharing award but
thrilling moments with Roman who thought nothing more of it than a way to
satisfy his boredom.
Imagine: Destiny asks you to find out if Roman is an Upir because you are as well.
Warning: smut implied. Like one curse word.
How did you get yourself in this situation you thought, as you walked to your new high school with Peter. Oh Yeah, you owed Destiny a favour. She helped figure out who killed your best friend so as payment, you were going to help Peter determine if his friend was really an Upir. As an Upir yourself, it would be easy to tell. You would be drawn to each other. It was some primal thing. Mate with your own kind and dont eat them sort of thing. Upirs smell different to humans so he should be easy to spot. Female Upirs also had the same effect as males. Humans were drawn to you also. Helps you feed I guess. You heard Roman had a way with the ladies so his supernatural abilities might have something to do with that.
‘This is your class schedule, try to blend in Y/N. By that I mean don’t kill anyone and do your homework’. Peter laughed as he handed you the paper.
’ Yeah whatever New Moon. See you at lunch’. You joked back as you gave him a hug goodbye.
Peter watched you walked off down the hall. He started to play when his phone when Roman marched over to him.
'Alright Roman?’ Peter asked confused.
He looked like he was smelling something.
’ You smell wierd. Like really good. Not like your usual gross self. Are you using woman’s perfume of something?’ Roman replied bluntly.
This was defiantly giving Peter the impression that Roman was an Upir, if he could smell you from just a hug.
'I was with a girl earlier. Might be that’. Peter shrugged.
'Maybe’. Roman mumbled.
You were waiting outside of English when you saw the tallest girl you have ever seen stand next to you. She had bandages on her hand and was hunched over a bit. A couple of girls walked past and called the tall girl a freak. Bullying was not happening on your watch.
'What did you just call her?’ You yelled.
You were a predator by nature so you were intimidating for sure. The girls looked at you frightened and mumbled an apology before running off.
'Thank you’. An automated voice replied.
'Nice to meet you Shelly. I’m Y/N’. You smiled.
Your morning classes passed quickly. You got to know Shelly and had most of the guys staring at you. You liked it here. You went into the cafeteria to find Peter and get some lunch. You noticed he was sat next to a very tall and beautiful guy. You could smell him from across the room. He must be who Peter was on about.
You sat down next to Peter and opasite the Upir. Peter smiled at you while Roman looked into your eyes intently.
'Roman, this is Y/N. She’s my ummm… cousin’. He lied.
’ Is that smell you? It’s amazing. Like a mixture of chocolate, vanilla and blood’. Roman admired.
'Maybe. Why don’t you find out?’ You flirted.
You held out your wrist as an invitation. Roman grabbed you and pressed his nose to you. He then kissed you gently on your wrist. You felt a spark through your body. He was definitel an Upir. No human has ever had that affect on you. From the look on his face, he felt the same.
'Beautiful’. Was all he said.
Peter looked at you both and felt uncomfortable. Roman was smelling people now… great.
Roman had only known you for about five minutes and he had already fallen for you. You were the most beautiful girl he has ever seen. He was about to ask you for dinner when his sister approached.
'Hey Shelly. Care to join us?’ You invited.
'No thank you. I was just wondering if you wanted to help me with the English assignment after school?’ She typed.
'Sure thing’. You agreed happily.
’ You know my sister?’ Roman smiled.
No one ever took any interest in his sister. She was always being picked on and didn’t really have any friends because of how she looked. You were really like no other girl he has ever met.
'I didn’t know she was your sister. Small world’. You grinned.
At the end of the school day, Roman drove you, Peter and Shelly to their place.
'So Y/N, how do you like Hemlock grove?’ Peter asked.
'The people are interesting’ You said as you and Roman made eye contact in his mirror. His pupils dilated at this.
What where you doing to him, he thought. No one could do this to him. He hardened under your gaze. You noticed he was adjusting himself in his seat and laughed to yourself.
'So Destiny was right?’ Peter enquired.
It was about 5PM and you were in Shellys room helping her with work. You were getting uncomportable as you could smell Roman downstairs. He was giving off a distinct feramone and it was getting you hot and bothered.
'Would you exscuse me. I need to ring my cousin. She’s probably wondering where I am’. You told Shelly as you got up and walked out of the room.
You found Roman in his room. He was shirtless and smoking a cigarette. He turned to face you, lust showing in his eyes.
'Hi’. Was all you said.
’ Im going to warn you. If you don’t leave my bedroom in the next 10 seconds, I’m going to fuck you’. He stated bluntly.
You smirked at his response and turned towards the door. He though you were leaving until he heard you lock the door.
'I like the second option sweetheart’ You winked.
Roman basically ran towards you and forcefully kissed you. He waisted no time as he grabbed you ass and lifted you up. You wrapped your legs around him and kissed him with even more force. You bit down on his lip, drawing blood. He pulled away slightly to look at you. He was about to wipe the blood away with this fingers until you did something unexpectedly. To his surprise, you traced your thumb across his lips. You then put your thumb in your mouth and sucked. It was the hottest thing he had ever seen.
'What can I say. I have a thing for blood.’ You giggled.
Roman looked at you with so much admiration before he returned his lips to yours. You both knew that you were going to have a fun night.
This is for you @camsthisky because you were having a rough time the other day.
It’s just fluffy fluff about young Dick visiting Wayne Enterprises with Bruce. Enjoy!
Dick glanced at Bruce to make sure he wasn’t looking before
he jumped. It was little more than a small hop in the elevator to see if it
would shake while it was ascending. He glanced over at Bruce again. He was now
giving him an equally curious side eye.
“Something wrong, Chum?”
Dick gave him a wide grin, “Nope. Just checkin’ the
stability of this old thing.”
Bruce raised an eyebrow at him. “We had it installed last
“And so, safety checks are in order. You never know B.”
“Hmm.” He said.
Dick nodded and thought that was the end of it. He was
considering asking Bruce to jump with him, maybe the two of them could get
something to shake while the elevator continued its eternal ascent, but he was
pretty sure he already knew what his mentor was going to say.
He glanced back over anyway, and found Bruce already looking
at him with a curious frown.
“You sure it’s not nerves?”
More like excitement. Dick was absolutely brimming to see
the rest of Bruce’s building. He’d thought the first floor had been great, and
at B’s knowing smile he’d felt he was sure to burst with whatever waited for
him up in the offices.
“I get nervous when I bring home a report card, this place
is amazing. Nothing to be nervous about here.” He said, rocking on his heels.
Bruce chuckled. “That’s good, I wouldn’t want you to be
nervous on your first visit.”
Dick’s stomach bounced with the elevator as it stopped, and
the doors slid open. He was ready to pinwheel out of it, but he was pretty sure
if he did anything to tear the suit Alfred had specially laid out for today
he’d get an earful, and more when he got home. He picked the boring option and
stepped out with Bruce.
The moment he took in the office area his eyes went wide and
he sucked in a breath.
“B.” He said. “B, this is so cool.”
He was tugging on Bruce’s sleeve and pointing at everything.
Desks, lights, a coffee table that was made entirely of glass. Bruce was
smiling, with a grin to match Dick’s own.
The woman seated at the reception desk looked up when they
walked in and smiled at them. “Morning Mr. Wayne, who’ve you brought to see us
Bruce put a hand on Dick’s back and Dick could see him
standing a little straighter. “Morning, Beverly, this is Dick.”
“Good morning Mrs. Beverly, this place is amazing.” Dick
She chuckled lightly. “I’m glad to hear it. Mr. Wayne’s told
us a lot about you, I’m happy we’re finally getting a chance to meet you.”
nurseydex 17 and it's the same name on each wrist lol
17. the one where your soulmate’s name is on one wrist and your enemy’s name is on the other and you have no clue which is which.
Looking back, Will thinks, it’s probably not fair that he hated Derek before he ever met him.
It’s in his nature, to fight. He grows up fighting everything–wrestling his brother, slamming people hard on the ice, crawling his way out of his piece of shit town to a scholarship at a Ivy League university.
But the names on his wrists don’t help. Perfect text, scrolling across his skin–and matching. Derek and Derek, like the whole universe is laughing at him. And maybe it is. Two matching names, two matching male names.
If he wasn’t already fighting, he’d start now.
By the time he gets to Samwell, he’s already done with Derek, whoever Derek is.
Just his luck that Derek is Derek Nurse, Will’s height, and broad-shouldered, and muscled from hockey, and grinning at Will, his green eyes bright and so gorgeous Will wants to bolt out of his tour group and jump on the first bus back to Maine.
They clasp hands, though, because it’s the part of the tour, and Will’s wrists burn like he’s been branded.
“Holy shit,” Derek says, his eyes wide. “Holy shit–William, right?”
“It’s Dex,” Will says.
Derek is still staring at him. He has his sleeves pushed up to his forearms, and Will looks, because he has to, and–
Derek’s wrists match, too.
Will drops his hand, shoving both of his into his pockets. “It’s just Dex,” he says, stepping back.
“Wait,” Derek says, reaching for him.
And then, because it’s habit–he starts fighting.
It’s almost a relief when Derek starts fighting back.
Except that it isn’t. Because Derek fights as dirty as Will does but looks way better doing it, and Will can barely focus on yelling at him without getting distracted by his stupid eyes and his stupid hair and his stupid face and just–everything. And it’s not supposed to come onto the ice, but of course it fucking does, and then Chowder’s mad at them, and–
Well. It’s only a matter of time.
The basement door closes behind them, and Will slumps back against the dryer. “Fuck,” he mutters.
Next to him, Derek snorts. “Might smooth things out,” he says. “You wanna give it a try?”
Will scowls at him. “Don’t even joke,” he snaps, and Derek flinches, and then sighs. For the first time in weeks, the fight seems to go out of Derek’s face, and something twists inside his chest as he watches Derek sit down on the floor, leaning up against the beaten-up couch across from the laundry machines. Will hesitates, and then, because his stupid heart won’t let him not, sits down next to him.
For a few moments, they sit in uncertain silence, almost close enough to touch, but not reaching out.
Derek speaks first. “I dated a William in high school,” he says.
It’s not what Will’s expecting. “What?”
He looks up, but Derek’s looking at the floor, not at him. “It was my freshman year,” he says. “He was a senior. But like–I had his name on my wrist, you know? And the first time he touched me, it was like what happened with us. Just–instant. Electric.” He glances up.
Throat tight, Will nods. He remembers. “What happened?”
Derek shrugs. “Turned out to not be such a nice guy.” He curls his fingers over his right wrist, briefly, and then presses his lips together. “I’m just saying,” he says, and hesitates. When he speaks again, he sounds nervous. “Just because it’s the same name doesn’t mean it’s the same person.”
Will opens his mouth. His first instinct, feral and automatic, is to push. To say, yeah, but both of my wrists burned. To say, you don’t know what I went through, having your name on my skin.
But as much as he’s used to pushing, Derek Nurse’s eyes are–
He takes a breath. “I,” he says, and his voice comes out low, and uncertain, and small. “I don’t want to fight with you.”
Derek’s hand slips into his. The skin of his wrist is warm against Will’s. It doesn’t burn, doesn’t itch. It–fits.
*Request: Juice is worried because he thinks that you are cheating on him and things get rough.* May be a second part..
“Where you going Y/N? Juice asked you. Lately he had been getting on your damn nerves with his jealously. Since he caught you dancing with another man at your mom’s house party but it was a family friend so you didn’t understand his jealousy. You thought it would pass over but it didn’t. “I’m going out like I do every damn Wednesday Juice, don’t start with that shit please. I had a great day, I didn’t come home to deal with this.” You said walking past him. “Oh, so now we’re keeping secrets?” He said. You couldn’t tel if this was one big joke or he was seriously being this crazy. “Juice I go out every Wednesday and Friday with the same damn people, and to the same damn place. How are we keeping secrets?!” You said looking at him. He stared at you and said, “I’m sorry baby, I just don’t want you to run off on me or anything.” “Oh my God Juice, that was my family friend and his wife was right there. Let that fucking shit go already.” You said yelling at him. “I am, damn.” He said storming off to the kitchen.
“Oh my god girl, why is he acting so damn crazy?” Your friend Shelly asked. “Girl he’s working my last damn nerve.” You said to her. “Girlfriend I love the jealous type, I be like “Yes Daddy.” Your friend Felipe said. You all started laughing. “Alright my turn to buy this round.” You said on your way to the bar. “Hi, can I get 3 tequila shots and one strawberry daiquiri.” You said to the bartender. “Yeah. I’ll bring it to your table.” You smiled and made your way back to your table. “Girl, guess who just walked in with my future husband.” Felipe said. “Your husband? Tig is mine.” Shelly said. You turned your head as if it snapped and saw Juice come in with Happy and Tig. You were furious. “Hey babe.” He said kissing you on the forehead. “what the hell are you doing here.” You said in a low voice. “”I came to see you real quick and the guys wanted a beer.” He said looking at you as if nothing was wrong. Just as you were about to reply the bartender came with your drinks. “Here you go beautiful.” He said placing the drinks down on the table. You knew what the bartender had just said would make Juice furious.
“What did you call her?”Juice said to the bartender. “ “I call all the ladies beautiful because they are. Can I get you gentleman anything?” He said smiling. “Yeah, you can get the fuck away from my woman.” Juice said. “I’m sorry sir, he’s already drunk.” You said standing between them. “Yeah, just take a walk bro.” Tig said. The bartender seemed confused and said, “What a dick.” under his breath. “What the fuck you say to me bitch?” Juice said punching the bartender in the back. Before the bartender had a chance to hit Juice, the bouncer stepped in. “Y’all need to get the hell out of here with that drama Y/N.” The bouncer Jay said. You knew almost everyone that worked there so you felt so embarrassed. “I’m sorry Jay, we’re leaving.” You said grabbing your stuff and walking to the door. “Shelly take me home.” You said walking to the passenger side of her car. “What the hell Y/N ? Your riding with me?” Juice said. You ignored him and got into Shelly’s car and pulled off……. Juice was blowing your phone up because you didn’t immediately go to your house, you went back to Shelly’s because that’s where your car was. “Girl what the fuck, he’s getting a little bit too crazy. You want to stay here tonight?” Shelly asked. “Nah, I want to be in my own bed and take tomorrow off, so I’ll just go home. He’s probably gonna be out anyways.” You said walking out of Shelly’s house. “Call me if anything.” She said.
“What took you so long huh?” Juice said as you walked in the door. “Get the fuck out my face Juice, I can’t believe you embarrassed me like that! I go there every fucking week.” You said back to him. “Why you like going to that bar so much huh? Are you fucking that bartender or is it the bouncer?” He said. You looked at him with a hard gaze and walked to the room. “Answer me, you lying bitch.” “Get the fuck out of the house! Bitch!” You said back to him. You refused to be talked to like that and Juice knew that. You had dealt with shit like this in your teenage years and ended up pregnant by an abusive man. He was so abusive that he beat the fuck out of you so you could lose your child, which you did. Juice knew that when a man talked to you like that it was the end of that relationship. He officially crossed the line. “No, I’m not leaving.” He said. “Okay then, I will.” You said walking to the door. He grabbed you and said, “ you not going no fucking where.” You pushed the fuck out of him and he pushed you back. You slapped him and then he slapped you back and kicked you in your stomach. He soon stopped and realized what he was doing and who he was doing it to.
“Y/N,baby I’m sorry.” He said trying to help you get up. You kneed him in the balls and ran like hell. You couldn’t believe that Juice had did that to you. He knew that you had a bad history and it fucked you up so bad. You had went to the one place that you knew nobody would find you. You went to Ima the pornstars apartment. “Hey, what happened to you.” She asked. “Can I borrow some cash and I’ll pay you back.” You asked and she gave you $400. “Do I tell anyone I’ve seem you?” She asked. “No, please.” You said. “thanks. A lot.” You said walking off to your cab. You took a cab all the way to Mayan territory. You walked up to the house door dreading what you were about to do knowing there was no turning back. As you knocked you quickly walked away, “Tinker?” Your ex-boyfriend Julian said. “Hey JuJu, didn’t I tell you to stop calling me Tinker.” You said to him. “Let me guess, you running?” Julian said. He knew you all too well, because you always ran when shit got ruff. You stepped into the light and he saw your face. “I’m gonna kill that punk Sons bitch.” He said. “Can I just stay here a couple of nights? Till I get shit straight.” You said
“You know you can baby doll.” Julian said. You walked in the house and saw 3 females and another homeboy of Julian’s. “I’ll be in your sisters room.” You said looking back at him. “You know the way baby doll.” He said. “Baby doll? Who is that beat up bitch? One of the girls said. “Bitch shut the fuck up or get out my house.” Julian said and she shut up. You closed the door and laid on the bed and closed your eyes…. “What the hell we’re you thinking Juice?” Jax said to him. “I blacked out and nobody and I mean NOBODY knows where the fuck she is. Everybody is worried sick and she’s smart I haven’t been able to track her down.” Juice said downing his beer. “I can’t believe I did that to her, FUCK!” Just as he did that Ima and Lila walked in. “Hey babe.” Lila said to Opie. “Juice I didn’t think you was like that.” Ima said to him. “What the hell you talking about whore?” He said to her. “Your girl came to my door all beat up asking for money.” She said. “Where did she go?” Jax said.