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marshmallow-phd · 6 years

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White Out

Part of The Untamed - EXO Wolf Universe

Genre: Supernatural, Wolf Au

Pairing: Kyungsoo x Reader

Summary: Bouncing place to place was just how lived your life. Settling down just wasn’t in your plans, especially with your past. But when you meet Kyungsoo, there’s suddenly a future in front of you that you never imagined possible. With both enemies and friends of the pack arriving in town, you’ll be pulled into a danger that you never asked for. Will you stick around for Kyungsoo or will you do what you do best and run?

Warning: none

Part: 1 I 2 I 3 I 4 I 5 I 6 I 7 I 8 I 9 I 10 I 11 I 12 I 13 I 14 I Final

Your heart was pounding in your chest. Never in your life had you ever seen someone with bright red eyes. Meeting them now, you knew they were danger, but you couldn’t tear yourself away. You clung to Kyungsoo, your source of safety and protection. You assumed if you stuck close to him, you’d be alright. However, he disagreed.

“(y/n), run, now!” Kyungsoo hissed as he started pushing you towards the back exit. The terrifying group of men began stalking towards you all, slowly with each step taking forever, like a cat playing with a mouse before it pounced.

You shook your head, tearing your eyes away from the group to look at your mate. “No, no, I’m not leaving you.”

He pried your hands off of his shirt and away from him, shoving you into Ji Yeon’s arms, who quickly locked you in. “Go, now!”

Before you could continue arguing, Ji Yeon cemented her hold on you, dragging you towards the exit while the other mates followed behind. You caught one last glimpse of Kyungsoo, whose back was to you, before the door slammed shut.

A crash made you flinch when you’d only taken a few steps. You looked back to find a fresh dent big enough for a person to make in the metal door. Skidding to a stop, you tried to turn back around and make sure that it wasn’t one of the boys that had been thrown into the door, but Ji Yeon’s grip was too strong on your arms. Snarls and growls echoed inside, but there was nothing you could do.

The six of you made it to a car in the far parking lot. Ji Yeon finally released you, only to shove you into the back seat once the car was unlocked, where you were trapped between Kimberly, Ming, and Jiyoung. Hae In jumped in the passenger’s seat just as Ji Yeon zoomed out of the parking lot and away from the pool hall.

“Are we seriously just going to leave them there?” you screeched.

Ji Yeon took a sharp turn to the left, making your shoulder collide into poor Jiyoung, who looked just as scared as you felt.

“Listen, (y/n),” Kimberly sighed. “You’ll learn it in time, but being mates with a wolf means when they tell you to run, you do it. No questions asked. Once they make it back home, then you can ask all the questions you want and yell as much as you’d like. Until then, you follow orders. Their first priority is to make sure we’re safe. They won’t take no for an answer, so it’s better to just go with it.”

“That’s not right,” you argued. “Relationships are supposed to be equal. Why can’t the protection be a two way street?”

Hae In turned around in her seat. “It is a two way street, (y/n). But you also have to trust Kyungsoo.”

You did trust Kyungsoo. He’d opened you up like no one ever had before. You loved him. But you needed to know that he was okay. You needed to know that he would still be there when you opened your eyes.

“Maybe we should just tell her,” Jiyoung whispered.

Whipping your head around, you furrowed your eyebrows at one of the quieter mates. “Tell me what?”

“Kyungsoo said no,” Ming reminded her. “It’s his choice what to tell her and what not to.”

You weren’t going to buy that. “Tell me what?” When no one answered, you repeated louder, “Tell me what?”

Slamming on the breaks, Ji Yeon turned around in her seat. “You want to know what’s going on? That group with the red eyes that ruined date night? They’re hybrids. Part werewolf, part vampire. They kill anything in their path because they can. It’s because that asshole Kris that they’re even coming after the others in the first place. He just couldn’t stay away! He had to come back and bring his curse with him!”

You shrank back, never have seen Ji Yeon like this in the few times you’d interacted with her. Tears were brimming in her eyes. The brave, controlled façade was cracking away, revealing that she was just as fearful and worried as the rest of you were.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered, dropping your gaze to the floor.

Ming wrapped an arm around your shoulder. “You have nothing to apologize for. We’re all just worried. There’s still a lot of things Kyungsoo hasn’t told you. I suspect because he doesn’t want to frighten you away.”

You wanted to argue. You wanted to insist that you wouldn’t have been frightened away. But, it made sense. Running was what you were good at. If he really was keeping things from you to make you stay, you couldn’t entirely blame him. Your history was against you.

Ji Yeon faced back towards the steering wheel, speeding along the road through the woods.

“Why are the hybrids after Kris?” You asked. “What’s the curse?”

Kimberly made a face. “It’s not a real curse. Ji Yeon’s just being dramatic. Do you know why Kris and the others left the pack in the first place?”

You nodded. And then your eyes widened. “You mean… the wolf that Kris killed in revenge… was one of them? The people who had barged into the pool hall are the same ones who’ve been chasing Kris? He actually managed to kill one of them by himself?”

How was he able to do that? Granted, you didn’t know the extent of the hybrids’ strength and power, but you remembered Kyungsoo calling the the pack that was hunting Kris special and hard to outmatch. Ji Yeon called the hybrids ruthless killers.

“Mhm,” Kimberly confirmed. “No one’s sure how he did it considering the fact that hybrids are so strong they could crush your bone with just a pinch. But he did it. And, honestly, I’m curious to know how.”

Slowly but surely, your brain was putting all the pieces together. And you didn’t like the look of the big picture at all.

Thanks to Ji Yeon’s speeding, you made it back to the farm house in record time. You all scrambled out of the car and up the porch to the inside of the house.

“Junmyeon!” Ji Yeon screamed. “Junmyeon!”

Heavy, quick footsteps tumbled down the stairs. Junmyeon emerged from the hallway. By the way he looked, he must have been sleeping in bed. He had on an old worn out t-shirt and gray sweatpants. His hair was disheveled and he was trying hard to stifle back a yawn. Every other time you’d been around Junmyeon, he’d been so put together like the professor that he was. Seeing him like this was strange and made you forget for a split second why you all were in such a hurry to find him in the first place.

“What is it?” he asked, eyes scanning your worried faces. “Where are the boys?”

“Hopefully out of the pool hall,” Ji Yeon replied. Her tears were dried and she was back to looking like the alpha female, leader of the mates.

Now Junmyeon was fully awake. “What do you mean ‘hopefully out’? What happened?”

Ji Yeon’s eyes flickered over to Kris, who’d just emerged from the kitchen. “The hybrids are here. They found us at the pool hall. We got out while the rest stayed behind.”

Without waiting to hear anything else, Kris ran out of the living room, leaving the house to possibly go join in on the fight. Junmyeon groaned but didn’t stop him.

“Tao! Sehun! Luhan! Chanyeol!”

The remaining pack members came running into the living room.

“What’s going on, hyung?” Chanyeol asked.

Tao searched the crowded. “Where did Kris go?”

“The others are in trouble,” was all Jumyeon would explain. “Luhan, Chanyeol, you’re with me. Tao, Sehun, stay here and watch over the girls. Signal if anyone not friendly comes near the house.”

Sehun moved to protest. “But, hyung–”

“Those are my orders, Sehun,” Junmyeon snapped. “Stay. Here.” He turned to the older wolves. “Let’s go.”

They all ran out while Tao, huffing, collapsed down on the couch. Sehun was pacing back and forth, too pent up with energy to do the same.

“How did they find you?” Tao asked, his previous annoyance melting away to genuine concern.

Hae In shrugged, “No clue. We’re all just having a nice time and suddenly they came strolling through the door. Amazingly, they didn’t attack right away.”

Tao growled. “They like playing games. Secrecy also isn’t their priority.”

“How are they even possible?” you asked under your breath to no one in particular. You didn’t think anyone would actually care to answer, but Tao did.

“A lot of things are possible,” he sighed, running a hand through his dark brown hair. “I mean, look at us. Not to mention the witches…. But these guys, they took the possible too far.”

Cautiously, you sat down next to Tao on the couch. The others in the room – minus Sehun – settled as well, either on the floor or in other empty seats. Keeping your focus on the one who was actually giving you answers, you asked, “How did it happen?”

“Luhan is the one who knows more about this,” he admitted, “but I paid a little bit of attention. Apparently, they’re like us. Born wolves. But they decided that they wanted more power, to be at the true top of the food chain, so they tracked down some vampires to turn them.”

“That’s doable?” you asked, confounded. From the legends you’d heard, mixing the species wasn’t possible.

Tao nodded. “For some it is. Ten went searching for the vampires, only six made it through the transformation.”

“And how did they do it?” Jiyoung asked before you could. She was sitting on the floor a few feet in front of you, her eyes glued on Tao. Her knees were pulled in close to her chest with her wrapped tightly around them.

“Typically, if a wolf is a bit by a vampire, we get sick for a few days.”

Sehun scoffed. “‘Sick’ isn’t exactly how I would describe it.”

You turned to the youngest wolf. “Were you bit?”

“I got a little mouthy,” he smirked. And then it slipped away as he reminisced about the consequences. “Any physical movement was like being stabbed over and over again with a hundred knives. Not to mention I couldn’t keep anything down for days. Not exactly something I’d like to repeat.”

“I don’t think anyone would,” Kimberly mumbled.

You pursed your lips. “But you didn’t turn into a vampire – or a hybrid, I guess.”

“It doesn’t work that,” Tao clarified. “You have to exchange blood. And that’s what they all did. Found a small nest of vampires willing to try it and they allowed themselves to be food before drinking the vampire’s blood. A few days later, they woke up. And slaughtered the nest.”

“Just because?” you gaped. Those vampires – granted, you didn’t know them from Adam and they could have been murderers for all you knew – had given those wolves what they wanted, in turn just to be killed.

“Probably testing out the change,” Sehun suggested.

You looked back and forth between Sehun and Tao. “And what exactly did change?”

“You mean besides super strength, super speed, and super senses even greater than ours or a vampires?” Tao mocked. He simply rolled his eyes at your dirty look. He sighed. “They can’t change into wolves anymore. You know that weird man-wolf-thing they like to do in the movies? It’s more like that now. They’ll never be full wolves again.”

“Not to mention their fangs are more like tusks,” Sehun murmured.

“You’ve seen them up close?” Ming questioned.

Sehun nodded. “I was in the diner that night. One of them started to transform after Kris punched him. It was… scary.”

“Unnatural,” Tao added acidly.

Hae In gave him the side eye. “I don’t think you’re one to talk considering werewolves were created by magic.”

“Magic is technically natural,” Sehun whined. “If Soomi was around to hear you say that, she’d turn you into a tree!”

“Who’s Soomi?” you asked. This name was a new one.

“She’s a witch,” Kimberly answered. Then smirked. “And Junmyeon’s crush.”

“Junmyeon’s… crush?” you repeated skeptically. Wasn’t he the one who was against non-mate relationships?

“It’s never going to happen,” Sehun clarified. “It’s just fun to tease him about it.”

Ming suddenly stood up, heading towards the door to the front parlor. “I can’t stand waiting in here. I’m going out on the porch.”

Tao jumped to his feet. “But-”

You followed Ming out. “Me, too.”

No one else tried to stop you as hurried to catch up on Ming’s heels. She was already sitting down on the porch swing when you hit the cold night air. Neither of you were wearing coats or other protective material, but you didn’t care.

For a few minutes, it was silence, both of you just scanning the empty field, searching for any sign of your mates in the dark. Your breath was visible as it floated from your lips and your body shivered to keep warm.

“Yixing isn’t a fighter,” Ming whispered suddenly.

Your eyes widened at the sudden confession as you turned to her. “What do you mean?”

A small smile pulled at the corner of her mouth. “He’s a gentle soul. Can’t stand to hurt anyone. He’s studying to be a doctor. He likes the idea of helping people, healing them. He’s not built for fighting them. But I need him to come back.”

You weren’t sure what to do or say. The urge to comfort her now as she did for you in the car itched in your arm, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. Affection towards other people that weren’t Kyungsoo was still difficult for you. You felt guilty, but not knowing what else to do, you just sat there quietly.

“Kyungsoo can hold his own though,” she reassured you. “He’s always been able to take care of himself.”

Nodding, you rubbed your hands together to try and warm them up. Then you straightened up.

Something moved on the horizon. You squinted, trying to get your eyes to adjust and concentrate even with only the porch light to illuminate your surroundings. Then they began to really emerge from the trees.

“They’re here!”

You jumped up to your feet, running down the steps and into the field. One of the many silhouettes in front of you sped, coming closer until you could see his face. You collided with Kyungsoo, breaking out into tears as the others clamored out of the house behind Ming.

Reunions were happening all around between the wolves and the mates, but you blocked it out, just taking in Kyungsoo and the fact that he was there, alive in front of you. Taking a step back, you looked over your mate, taking in the scratches and blood on his face.

“I’m okay,” he said in a strained voice. That was worrisome. You figured he’d be happy that he made it back to you. His arms were taut around your waist, clinging to you.

You reached up to his face, running your thumb over his cheekbone. “What happened?”

Before Kyungsoo could reply, Hae In started yelling.

“Baekhyun? Baekhyun!”

Junmyeon, with his shirt and sweats now torn nearly to shreds, ran up to her, holding her in place. “Hae In, I need you to calm down. Please.”

“Where is he?” Hae In gasped. Still getting no answer, she started fighting against Junmyeon’s hold before escalating to punching him in the chest. “Tell me where he is! Why isn’t he here?!”

“Hae In, calm down, please.” It was obviously how much Junmyeon was fighting to remain collected himself.

She broke. Tears flowed down her face as her knees buckled, caught just in time by the alpha.

“Minseok,” you heard Ji Yeon say, unable to take your eyes off of the usually sarcastic Hae In as she sobbed in Junmyeon’s arms while he rocked her back and forth. “Where is Baekhyun?”

“They took him,” Minseok replied in a dead, monotone voice. “The hybrids took him.”

Kyungsoo pulled you in closer and you buried your face in his chest, conflicted. You felt your eyes start to water in sympathy for Hae In, but you almost felt tremendous guilty as you were thankful it wasn’t the one who held you now that was at the mercy of the deadly hybrids.

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cabinofimagines · 7 years

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Typical Movie Scene

Request: CAN YOU GUYS DO A PERCY ONE SHOT LIKE IN HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 3?! WHEN TROY & GABRIELLA WERE DANCING IN THE RAIN AND ALMOST KISSING WHEN THE BELL SOUNDED? COULD YOU MAKE IT WITH THAT KIND OF SCENARIO?!

Pairing: Percy x Reader (Gender neutral I think)

Fluff | Smut | Angst

A/n: Okay but this is so good and bad at the same time? I'm just- nothing can surpass HSM -Day

Resorting to setting up camp on the roof of a nearby apartment building wasn't usually how quests went for you. The roof of a random building isn't an ideal place to set up camp, while it's better than the sewer you once had to camp out in, it's still hot as hell up there.

Percy and you were supposed to keep watch on the camp just in case the manager or anyone else comes up here and just so happens to find your cute little tent that you call home. It's happened before in the sewer camp mentioned earlier, a wastewater engineer just so happened to drop by and check on the debris build up found your home sweet home and chased you out. One of your quest mates-- Alyssa, daughter of Hecate-- was so startled by the sudden appearance of the mysterious man caused her to slip and fall in the water.

You smile at the memory of her grimacing face as she shuffled around the city smelling like shit and well... looking like shit.

Your nostalgic trip down memory lane was derailed by the sound of music coming up from the side of the building. There shouldn't be any music up this high, Percy, Zach, and yourself hadn't brought any musical devices with you. Nothing but your voices.

You stood up from your seat on the concrete floor and made your way ever so carefully to the edge of the roof, the music becoming louder and more clear the closer you got to the source. You met Percy halfway on the way there, both heading in the same direction to find the source of the wafting music the hung in the air.

You smiled in his direction, sweet but quick. The corner of his lips twitched upwards at your action, striding towards you with a spring in his step, "You hear it too, right? I'm not going crazy?" He joked, his eyes shining treacherous as he talked.

You nodded and resumed to your previous action of finding the source of the noise, edging close to the edge of the roof and leaning over the concrete lip to get just a bit closer. The music was clear now, it was a classic dance song; the waltz.

You leaned over farther, trying to figure out which part of the song they were at when strong arms wrapped around your waist and tugged you back into a firm chest, Percy's chest to be exact. His hot breath fanned over your ear as he spoke, " You almost fell, you can't just bounce back after falling from the roof of a 12 story apartment building."

You huffed and pulled away from him, turning to face the smirking son of Poseidon with crossed arms, "I was fine, you didn't have to to pull me back..." You grumbled, eyes lowering and head dipping down to your red converse clad feet as if they were the most interesting thing in the world.

Truth be told, you were fond of the slow dance. Your m/p had taught you when you were young, dancing around the living room on their toes until you were old enough to dance on your own. Some of your best memories were of dancing around with your m/p when you didn't get your slow dance at your school dances, you could always count on a dance with your m/p to cheer you up.

You sighed happily at the thought, catching Percy off guard by your sudden change of emotion. His hand came up to rest on your bicep, thumb brushing over the soft skin out of habit, with brows furrowed he asked, "Hey, what's on your mind?"

You looked up into his sea green eyes that were sprinkled with worry and curiosity. You were so lost in your nostalgic reminiscing that you didn't even notice how long you had spaced out for. You hummed at his question, "Hmm?" Swaying slightly with the music subconsciously.

"Don't tell me you're thinking of another guy," He joked with his signature lopsided grin, "And here I thought I was a decent guy for you."

You laughed and shook your head, hand coming up to your hair and absentmindedly picking at the strands while you spoke, "Nah, I was just thinking about the times where my m/p would waltz me around the living room," You took a few steps away from the edging of the roof, the music becoming fainter, "I used to stand on their toes while they waltzed me around the living room..."

Percy bit his lip, mulling over the new information you had given him. The music was coming to a close, fading from earshot. He'd noticed how much you longed to go home, only staying at the camp for your younger and inexperienced siblings that clung to you like a life line. He listened closely in order to figure out if the graceful song would repeat itself or move on to a different track.

Unfortunately, the music stopped, the sounds of a record spinning becoming more clear before following the tune and fading out.

He watched you walk away, a slight hint of sadness surrounding you while you retreated back to your station, near the roof door to watch for unexpected and unwanted visitors.

He sighed and ran a hand through his untameable ebony locks; he didn't even know to dance, let alone waltz. The music was gone but the memory it provided you with stayed with you for a good while, the happiness radiating off of you and rubbing off on the green-eyed boy who wanted nothing more to recreate one of your fondest memories with you.

Deciding that he didn't need music to create a memory for the two of you, he made his way over to your form, humming a tune in his head that kept him confident in himself. He stopped about a foot away from you, eyes gazing at your own with love and anxiety, "Please don't make fun of me." He mumbled lowly under his breath.

You cocked your head to the side, (h/c) strands falling into your eyes slightly and small smile slipping across your lips at his words, "Depends on what you're doing" You teased, standing up from your slouched position against the wall and taking a step towards the anxious boy.

"Would you teach me how to waltz?"

His question caught you off guard; the son of Poseidon wanting to learn how to dance was something you never thought you'd see. You nodded nonetheless, still confused on why and how you were going to teach him how to dance, the music wasn't even playing for gods sake.

So you decided to improvise, letting your voice sing out the instructions to him, lending him your hand as you did so, "Take my hand, take a breath," stopping as he did what you told him, the surprise and comfort on his face told you that he wasn't expecting you to sing but was comforted by it anyways, "Pull me close and take one step."

Percy stepped closer, placing his hand on the small of your back and intertwining his large hand with your small one. He smiled down at you, pulling you close enough to feel your erratic heart that slammed against your ribs just at the thought of him actually doing this for you.

"Keep your eyes, locked on mine," You serenade, lifting your free hand to cup his cheek, thumb stroking over his soft cheek, "And let the music be your guide..." You moved your hand to his arm before beginning to move him along with you, taking the lead temporarily.

You hadn't expected Percy to have such a nice voice, let alone for him to sing along with you. Looking straight into your eyes as he harmonized with you, finding the words that matched up with your own as if he were a child of Apollo, "Won't you promise me, we'll keep dancing, wherever we go next."

He seemed to have found his rhythm seeing as he spun you around suddenly, going back to waltzing almost immediately after.

You sang together, gracefully moving across the rooftop with carefree attitudes, reveling in the other's arms around the other. You spun and were picked up by Percy in his strong arms countless times before he allowed you a break from his embrace.

You grinned at the panting son of the sea, noticing how the sun was starting to set and set a bright orange fire in the waves of green that were stored away in Percy's eyes. He stepped closer once more, head dipping down to your height and brushing his soft, full lips across your own. You turned your head, lips sliding across his tenderly, savoring the sweet moment you two rarely got the chance to have.

The kiss didn't last as long as hoped since Percy had pulled away, a closed lipped smile forming across his face, his hand still extended outwards to you as his lips parted to sing your song once more.

"Take my hand, I'll take the lead," His voice rang out, surprising you even more than him tugging you back into a standing position, "And every turn will be safe with me," He smiled and spun you around into his embrace, "Don't be afraid, afraid to fall. I'll catch you through it all."

Your voices blended together as you matched up with his words, And you can't keep us apart, cause my heart is wherever you are.."

Thunder sounded in the distance, maybe Zeus wasn't too happy about your typical movie moment on the rooftop. The loud crack sent you both into shock, stopping your movements and causing you both to look upwards at the forming clouds, little droplets of rain starting to drip down from the heavens and down your brow.

A shriek left your already parted lips just as the son of the sea god gripped your hands tightly and spun you around in circles, the pouring rain now coming down like a waterfall over you two. A cheerful laugh erupted from you, dancing through the air like the melody you had previously sung together.

Your hair stuck to your face just like your clothes clung to your every curve. Percy's ebony black hair that usually stood proudly in his signature messy do was now dripping with water and streaming down his face into his equally wet clothes.

His gaze was steadily locked on your smiling (e/c) eyes, never wavering or leaving them. This moment gave you time to study Percys eyes closely; the sea green only being the top layer of what was really there.

His eyes were so calming, yet so treacherous, the two colliding antonyms somehow went hand in hand in the young demigods eyes. The vibrant green was swirled alongside a soft blue pigment, the contrast against the black of his dilated pupil stood out greatly. The little flecks of bronze sprinkled around unceremoniously and gave his already beautiful eyes a deeper look.

His eyes were getting bigger now that you think about it. Oh wait, that's because he's leaning closer to you. His lips were ghosting over your own, barely brushing against each other and his hot breath fanning over your parted lips. You were anticipating his sudden surge of confidence which would end with both mouths connected in a sweet kiss, but your kiss never got that far.

The roof door opened with a loud scraping sound before you heard the sound of Zach's voice approaching, "Man, being a child of Hermes has its perks and downfalls. I got the suspicious people on the top floor to leave us alone but someone mistook me for the mailman and gave me one of their letters, wait till you see the drama going on in this fuckers lif-"

His rambling stopped as he saw the two of you looking flustered and embarrassed, soaked in the rain and breathing hard. His brows furrowed and a smirk spreading across his pointed features. He strolled over to the two of you with the same pointed smirk, pointing between you both, "Looks like someone parents weren't home."

Percy's face tinged red at Zach's words, obviously catching what the mischevious teen was indicating. He cleared his throat suddenly, stopping any further words from the son of Hermes, "Hey! Y/n, why not go make sure the door is completely shut? I'll check if the tents rain shelter is up."

He tried to scurry off before anything else could be said but was caught by the arm, "Hey Percy," Zach mumbled with a hint of amusement, "Keep it in your pants next time."

#Percy x reader #Percy jackson x Reader #Fluff #HSM 3 #highschool musical #3 #dancing #Percy Jackson and the Olympians #Heroes of Olympus #percy jackson #percabeth #pernico

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