Spin the Bottle (with Forehead Kisses)

Twisted Wonderland!Dorm Leaders x Reader

A/N: Some of these are longer than others and that is solely because I felt like some of the housewardens would need more convincing and more back story for the whole thing to actually make sense.

Riddle Rosehearts:

Somehow Riddle was sucked into playing a game of spin the bottle at Ramshackle dorm with the rest of the dorm leaders. Honestly, he was more shocked at how you managed to convince him, let alone some of the other dorm leaders, to show up.

You had come to him earlier in the week with the offer of joining you and the other dorm leaders at Ramshackle for a sleepover of sorts. Riddle was fully prepared to reject this offer, but Trey happened to be listening in and told him that it may be a good "bonding time" and that he deserved "a night away from being a housewarden."

So, now he was sitting in a circle with the rest of the dorm leaders in the middle of Ramshackle's lounge area. You had proposed a game of spin the bottle, something many of the dorm leaders were dreading. Unfortunately, Kalim's joyful energy pulled everyone together and soon they had all agreed to play.

Luckily, Riddle has not had a turn yet and he so far has not been at the receiving end of someone else's turn. However, his luck seems to have run out as you spin the bottle, and it stops facing him.

If he were in a different situation, Riddle would probably be happy to receive a kiss from his crush. Instead, he was about to have his first kiss with the person he likes in front of the other dorm leaders because of some stupid game.

Somehow, you appear to have noticed his unease because as you sit in front of him and take his face into your hands, you do something unexpected. With Riddle's cheeks already burning from the close proximity, you tilt his head down and give him a soft kiss on the forehead.

All of the breath is sucked from Riddle's lungs as he stares wide-eyed at the Ramshackle prefect. You slowly back away from him, give him a kind smile, then return to your previous spot in the circle.

He can feel the burning sensation of a blush all over his face, even traveling down his neck. Tears almost spring to his eyes from the absolute softness and care that you just showed him. Through one simple kiss on the forehead, Riddle has been reduced to a puddle of emotions.

He chokes a little once his lungs inform him that he has stopped breathing. He takes a deep breath in and suddenly his senses start picking things up again. Some of the other dorm leaders can be heard laughing at him, others look just as shocked as he does, and others either look like they couldn't care less (Leona) or they look like they're going to burst from excitement (Kalim).

Riddle's face burns even brighter as his senses come back to him, but all he can do is look at your smiling face and wonder what that tender kiss meant, and if he could believe that you might like him back.

Hands to Hold

Liam Dunbar x GN!Reader

It's the night of the senior scribe and Liam somehow convinced Scott and Stiles that he was in control during this full moon. You do admit that tying him to a tree might have been a little overboard, but everyone in the pack still have the occasional struggles. So, it was a little hard to believe Liam's claims.

Currently, you are volunteering at the hospital to help with the understaffing issue. Stiles approaches you at the reception desk with Liam in tow. He taps the desk while looking around the hall.

"Stiles, why are you looking around all suspiciously?" You ask through a sigh.

"We need someone to watch Liam while we're at the senior scribe."

"I thought he was tied to a tree." You mumble, looking through the list of current visitors.

"He says he's in control now, so we're dropping him off here." Stiles says, patting the desk with both his hands now.

"I'm working." You say, finally looking up at him.

"He won't bother you, right Liam?" Stiles looks back at Liam with a smile.

"Yeah, sure. I'm gonna go find Scott." He says distractedly before leaving for the elevator.

"Yeah, he seems fine." You say with a loud whisper. Stiles rolls his eyes and leans against the desk,

"Will you keep an eye on him, please."

"Fine, just go do your senior scribe and have fun." You say with a smile, resting your head in your hand.

"Hey, when you two become seniors, you'll be able to add your names. I've gotta go find Scott and Malia." He says and waves goodbye as he also leaves for the elevator.

Liam comes back, this time with Scott, Stiles, and Malia in tow. The three of them leave while Liam lingers behind, leaning against the reception desk. He sighs as he looks around the hospital, then turns his gaze back to you.

Melissa comes to the reception desk, "I heard Liam's supposed to stay here with you, so I brought you an extra stool."

She sticks the stool behind the desk and gestures for Liam to sit with you. Once he does, she gives you both a smile, then leaves to attend to other things.

"How are you doing?" You ask, setting down the papers you had and turning your attention to Liam.

"I'm doing fine, not gonna run around naked again." He says with a laugh. You give him a laugh of your own, remembering how bizarre it was when Stiles called you in the middle of the night. As you look down at the papers sitting on the desk, you see Liam's hands clenched in fists despite the smile on his face.

"What's up with your hands?" You whisper, hovering your fingers above his fists.

Liam sighs heavily while he slowly opening his hands to reveal puncture marks in the center of his palms, most likely from his claws. You watch as the wounds actively heal in front of you as Liam speaks,

"So, maybe I'm not totally in control. Scott says it's because I'm still learning."

"He's right, it's fine if you're not in total control. Although it's unfortunate that your hands are paying the price." You say, cupping your hands under his and supporting them with your palms. The surprising softness of his hands and slight twitching of his fingers gives you an idea.

"Can I hold your hands?" You ask quietly, looking up at him. You can hear the shuddery breath leave him as he gives you a small nod. Giving him a little smile, you go from cupping his hands to lightly grabbing them and lacing your fingers with his.

Liam's claws make small indents in your skin, but slowly they retreat back into his fingertips. You rub your thumbs along his hands before checking to see if the cuts on his palms are healing. Luckily, they have healed to the point where they're scars, which are slowly disappearing already.

You rearrange your grip on his hands so that you can turn and look back through the list of visitors left. At some point you will have to close visitor hours, which means Liam will have to leave. It also means you'll have to decide whether or not you clock out early so you can stay with Liam.

Your thoughts are suddenly disrupted when the hospital doors violently swing open and Sherrif Stilinski rushes in with a wounded Parrish. You and Liam exchange glances before you page Melissa and go to find out what's going on, only sparing a small thought to the pack seniors at the high school.

Here to Help

Liam Dunbar x Reader

The call wakes you up in the middle of the night, and after ignoring the sound time and time again, it becomes unbearable. You groan to yourself as you reach for your phone and press answer, "What the fresh hell do you want?"

"Hey Y/n, I know it's late, but I just left Liam's and he seems really bothered by something." You hear the voice say.

"I'm sorry," You mumble, "I kind of just woke up and need a little refresher. Who are you?"

"It's Mason, Mason Hewitt, I'm Liam Dunbar's best friend."

"Okay, now I'm caught up. You said Liam is being bothered?" You ask, sitting up in your bed and turning on the light.

"Yeah, he just seems worried or something. I'm not entirely sure what's going on with this new friendship he has with you and Scott and them, but maybe he'll tell you whatever he's hiding from me." Mason says, and you can hear the slight sadness in his voice at the thought that Liam may not trust him as much anymore.

"Uh, yeah, I can go check on him for you. I'll let you know what I can." You say, already out of bed and throwing on some presentable clothes. Mason thanks you before hanging up and leaving you in silence.

Luckily, it doesn't take you long to get to Liam's house and the weather is nice, so the walk over is comfortable. You debate climbing up the side of the house but decide on going through the front door.

Liam's stepdad answers the door and greets you with a confused expression, "Liam seems to be a popular guy tonight."

"I just got a text from Mason, apparently I forgot about a project for Coach's class. He said Liam was complaining because we're supposed to work together, and he doesn't want to be put on the bench for lacrosse. Thought I might as well ease his worries as quick as possible." You explain with a tired smile, still feeling sleepy from Mason's abrupt call.

"I see, well he's up in his room," Liam's stepdad says while moving aside, "does he know you're here?"

"Nah, he doesn't, but I'll try and not surprise him." You walk into the house and head to Liam's room.

"Liam? It's Y/n," You knock on the door and when there's no response you push it open, "Liam?"

The scream he lets out is honestly incredible. You may even argue that it can rival Lydia's banshee scream. To say it throws you for a loop is an understatement and you're surprised his stepdad doesn't come running upstairs.

Liam quickly flicks the light on, still catching his breath and you can see his eyes going wild, "Y/n? What the hell are you doing here?"

"Mason called me, he said you were bothered by something." You say with a hand on your forehead as you also try to catch your breath.

"Well now I'm bothered." Liam sighs, sitting up in his bed. You almost laugh at his words but decide against it based on how truly shaken the boy in front of you looks.

Accusations and Embarrassment

Thranduil x GenderNeutral!Reader

You were quite appalled, to say the least. Not only had your husband Thranduil, the king of Mirkwood, irrationally accused you of setting the dwarves free, but then he went and left the kingdom for battle without informing you. He often did this, leaving on his own so that he could keep you safe in the kingdom. Normally it would not bother you as much since you often went spider hunting with Legolas and Tauriel, but at the moment you were itching for something to take your anger out on.

You could not believe the audacity your husband had to accuse you of letting the dwarves out of their cells. You really had no possible reason to, aside from maybe a slight curiosity that had you wondering whether they could actually kill Smaug the dragon. It was not difficult to find out who must have opened the cells when the guards came back reporting one hobbit who was previously uncounted for.

A Warming Spell

Theo Raeken x Reader

It was snowing so hard already that you could barely see the road you were driving on. It was a white-out blizzard that had started too suddenly for you to prepare. So, now you were practically crawling along the road, trying to get home.

'Of course the pack meeting had to go late.' You thought, regretting your choice to leave the McCall residence instead of staying the night.

The roads were getting icier as time went on and you were starting to consider pulling over and waiting the snow out. Your car had everything you needed to keep warm for a short while with the car off, and you had a half tank of gas in case you needed to keep the car on. You knew it wasn't environmentally friendly to keep the car running, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

Your choice was suddenly made for you when you saw a truck on the side of the road, covered in a couple inches of snow. You knew it could be dangerous to stop and talk to a stranger in a snowstorm, but your moral compass had to check and see if they were okay.

You pulled off to the side of the road, parking behind the truck. You got out and made your way through the snow to the back of the vehicle. You dusted the snow off of the license plate and immediately felt your stomach drop at the one you saw.

'Theo Raeken's truck.' You thought to yourself. Part of you was tempted to get back in your car and leave the cruel chimera here. He had been horrible to the pack and put you all through hell. However, the other part of you forced your body to move forward and check the vehicle further.

Looking in the back of the truck, you saw Theo curled up in a ball with his jacket acting like a blanket. He was shivering, which assured you that he was alive at least a little, but you couldn't tell if he was awake or not.

You knocked sharply on the door and saw Theo's body flinch, but he didn't move much. He looked almost stuck in the position, frozen solid. You whispered an unlocking spell onto the handle of the door and then clicked it open.

Theo shivered harder when the outside cold seeped in, and although you saw him struggling to move, his body wasn't cooperating.

"Theo, it's Y/n." You didn't really know what else to say. Theo tensed up at the sound of your voice.

"Leave me alone." He chattered out, his voice almost incomprehensible.

"Absolutely not." You replied, reaching into the truck and attempting to pull him into a sitting position.

"Let me go!" He screamed ... or tried to scream. You could tell that he was forcing his body to move and that each movement sparked pain.

"Theo calm down, I want to help you." You say, holding onto his shoulders with your hands. You almost pulled back at the feeling of his freezing body.

"You don't want to help me. You don't trust me. None of you trust me," he said through chattering teeth, "and I don't trust you."

"Well, you're not wrong, but I can't just let you freeze here. Even if you are a supernatural being, there is a very likely chance of you freezing to death in this weather." You explained, slowly backing away from the truck. Theo stayed put, even with his eyes pleading to you.

"At least come sit in my car and warm up a little." You offered, holding both of your hands out. Theo sighed softly, his head nodding slightly. You reached back into the truck, taking his body into your arms and walking back to your car. You set him in the passenger's seat and then closed the door and walked around to your side.

"You are surprisingly strong." Theo mumbled, curling in on himself.

"I used this." You said, pulling out a strength charm that you always kept with you. You turned the heat in the car up and grabbed some blankets from the back seat. Theo thanked you, but his body was still shivering and tense.

"Let me see your hands." You pulled on his arm, turning him to face you. He let you move him, and you took his hands in yours. You stopped for a second to look at them. They were purple and even though he was warming up, there was the possibility that his fingers might freeze off.

You brought his hands closer to your mouth, breathing a warming spell into his palms. Instantly, his body shivers at the temperature change and he lets out a gasp.

"You couldn't have done that before?" He questioned.

"I'm not the best at temperature spells, and it helps if my body is the same temperature that I'm trying to mimic." You explained, setting his hands back down. He nodded in understanding, bringing his hands closer to his body again. You saw his body relax into the seat and eventually you were met with the sound of him sleeping.

A quick look at your gas tank had you slightly panicking. It was starting to go down and now you needed the warmth of the car for Theo. You took a look at your phone, specifically the maps app, and saw the gas station only a little down the road.

"Theo," you said, shaking his shoulder, "I need to get gas. Do you mind if I drive down to the gas station?"

He shook his head sleepily, and you take that as your signal to go. You slowly pulled back onto the road even though the snow hadn't let up much. Eventually, you make it to the gas station and pull into one of the spots. As you got out to get gas Theo's hand wrapped around your wrist with a tense expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" You asked, taking his hand in yours. You watch his face turn to surprise at the soft gesture.

"Where are we?" He asked, looking around his surroundings.

"The gas station? I asked you if you were okay with me driving down."

"I don't remember that." He mumbled, searching his memories.

"Well, you were half asleep," you laughed out, "let me get some gas, then we can talk."

He lets your hand go and you go out to fill the tank up. Once it's all done, you get back in the car and close the door.

"Personally, I think our smartest option is to stay here until it stops snowing." You said, looking through the windshield at the white sheets of snow. You saw Theo shift uncomfortably in the corner of your eye, so you continued,

"Since your truck is snowed in, there's low visibility, and the roads are icy. Plus, we can always refuel if we need to since we're at the gas station."

"That makes sense." Theo sighed, leaning back against the seat.

"And when the snow clears, what do you want to do?" You questioned before adding, "you're welcome to stay at my home for a little bit, until the roads are cleared."

"You'd let me into your house?" Theo asked in surprise.

"I just saved your life and I'd like to believe you don't stoop low enough to kill the person who saved you." You shrugged, grabbing another blanket from the back seat for yourself.

"Okay." Theo said before settling down against the car door. You raised an eyebrow at him but said nothing as his breathing started to even out again.

He looked so peaceful while he was sleeping, and now you weren't regretting your decision to help him. You softly brushed his hair out of his face before covering him more with the blanket. Even if you might get reprimanded by the pack for this later, you were content with your choices of the night.

You Don't Trust Me

Maya Lopez (Echo) x Reader

Summary: Maya and Reader have been dating for a few months, Kazi tries to break them up, a meeting with Kingpin ensues.

You had been dating Maya for a few months now, much to Kazi's dismay. He frequently threw you angry glares and would try to scare you away, but in your opinion there was no one scarier than Maya. In a good way, of course. You loved how confident and strong she was, and recently she was training you to fight so you weren't particularly concerned for your safety.

Unfortunately, this made Kazi even more jealous of your relationship with Maya. He had decided it was time to show you that there was much more to fear than Maya. He subtly set up an encounter between you and the Tracksuit mafia, which did intimidate you. However, you prided yourself on communication within your relationships so you instantly went to Maya.

*Start Flashback*

You walked into your flat where Maya was already waiting, fidgeting at the table. She looked up the second you opened the door, her face becoming emotionless. You knew Maya still had issues opening up with people, so you had gotten used to her features staying stoic. This time though, you were bruised and battered when you clicked the door shut and came into the light.

"Y/n," Maya signed, walking briskly to your side, "What happened?"

"I'm not entirely sure," you replied, "I was getting gas when all of the sudden these guys showed up. They were in a van, some of them had accents, they kept calling me 'bro.' They told me to ask you."

Anger filled Maya's eyes and her lips pulled down into a tight frown. Of course she knew exactly who the people were, and she had a feeling of who was behind the meeting.

"The tracksuit mafia." She signed, leading you further into the flat and sitting you down at the table.

As she fixed you up she explained who the guys were and how she knew them. You listened silently, letting her move you around so she could take care of your injuries.

"I'm so sorry" Maya packed up your first-aid kit, setting it to the side and taking your hands in hers.

"It's okay, you should see the other guys." You laughed, taking her hands and bringing them to your lips.

"I didn't want to get you involved." She sighed, cupping your cheeks.

"It's okay, we're okay," you brought your hand up to hers, "I want to be involved."

"I need to keep you safe." She signed, taking a shaky breath.

"You do keep me safe, always," you rested your forehead against hers, "besides, those fighting lessons paid off."

Maya laughed, her breath hitting your face. You leaned closer, letting your lips brush against hers. You two connected, staying wrapped in each others arms for the rest of the night, your relationship stronger than ever.

*End Flashback*

Kazi was, of course, frustrated by the outcome of his schemes. The bros immediately took you in, apologizing for the previous scuffle. When Maya started bringing you to the abandoned warehouses to hang out with the mafia, Kazi almost lost it.

So, one day, he suggested to Maya that you finally meet the big boss. His argument was that her uncle would want to meet the person who was making her so happy. Maya was hesitant, but eventually caved when you showed interest.

And today was the day where you would finally meet the mob boss who goes by the name of Kingpin. To say you were nervous was an understatement.

"Don't worry." Maya signed, grabbing your hand and lacing her fingers with yours. You gave her hand a squeeze, visibly taking a deep breath.

Suddenly, out came a very tall, very buff man who loomed over everyone in the room. Maya's face steeled the second he entered the room.

"Maya," Kingpin signed, "welcome."

He looked over to you, his eyes growing hard as he watched your every move.

"Nice to meet you." You said formally, holding your hand out to him.

He silently shook your hand, his grip almost crushing. You held back a wince, keeping eye contact with him. Maya stood silently to your side, keeping her eye on her uncle.

"Listen, I know you don’t trust me, and I know asking you to trust me will not make you trust me. But I ask that you trust in the fact that if I ever attempted to hurt Maya she would kill me within the second.” You said bluntly, removing your hand from his.

Kingpin stayed silent, his eyes evaluating you. Maya on the other hand, had read your lips and was trying to hold back a laugh. She wrapped her arm around yours, facing her uncle head-on.

He raised an eyebrow, gave you a nod, then gestured to Maya to follow him and left. You gave Maya a smile, stepping back and letting her follow her uncle. Kazi gave you a look before following the other two. Now the ball was in Maya's court, and you could only hope that she would come back to you.

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About 20 minutes later Maya came back out, her face expressionless as she took your hand and walked out into the public eye. You both stayed silent as you let her take you back to your flat. Once you were in the safety of your home you made Maya turn to face you. Her eyes were sparkling and there was a beautiful smile gracing her lips.

"I love you." She signed, pulling you into a tight hug. You blanked for a second, this being the first time she had ever told you this. But you snapped out of it just as quickly. embracing her and resting your head against her shoulder.

"I love you too." You drew the words against her back, laughing a little as you felt Maya smile against your skin.

At this point you felt that nothing could pull you away from each other, not Kazi, not the mafia, not Kingpin. You would be there for Maya to the best of your abilities and you knew she would be there for you. This moment, holding each other in your flat, was perfect.

*Not my photo! It came from the person’s Twitter linked below!*

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TVA Loki, Sylvie, Classic Loki: “come fight this giant cloud with us”

Kid Loki: “I can’t, it’s not good for the baby”

Them, mildly worried: “… what baby?”

Kid Loki, holding Gator Loki: “him”

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A/N: I don’t know if anyone else has done this yet, but I thought of it when I saw this scene