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artbygem · 2 days

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Bunny | Simon Riley x Female OC

Chapter One | Obey

ART CREDIT; @ave661 ♡

It's not even been 24hrs and I already miss him. Not sexually as we started as close friends. Probably the only friend I have, work was hectic and I just needed to take a break and speak to a friend. Maybe I should call him? No, he's probably not long gone to base. I'll text him.

'Missing you ♡'

I press send and put my phone back in my pocket before heading back inside. I work through the rest of my shift. I pray that the rest of the day passes quickly.

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I was so glad to have finished my shift and get home. I grab my belongings from the staff room before beginning my route back home. I grab my phone from my pocket as I check my notifications. I hadn't seen anything from Johnny, my heart sank a little and I started to feel lonely. However, as I look through the notifications, I end up spotting his response;

'Missing you too, princess ♡'

A small smile creeps across my face. I was so determined to find his response that I walked straight past my house. "Every single time!" I mumble to myself before I turn around and walk down the path slightly before I start to walk up the steps to my apartment. Once finally home, I throw my work stuff to the side before heading to the bedroom to change into something more comfortable.

Whilst scrambling to find something to wear my phone starts to ring, I sigh before quickly throwing my hoodie on. I scramble to find my phone before seeing it's a video call from Mactavish. "Ah, there she is!" His thick Scottish accent bellows through the phone speakers. I can't help but smile upon seeing his stupid face light up my screen. "I was just about to call you," I say as I readjust myself on my bed as John messes around with his fellow colleagues. "Aye, gimme a sec!" I nod to accept his comment as I just sit here watching boys being boys as usual.

"Mactavish got a girlfriend?"

"Someone's tripping"

"Alright, yous can get tae fuck!"

I couldn't help but laugh at the comments. I think what made it so much better was his response. After a few minutes, it was just the two of us, as he had relocated into his room for more privacy. "I'm glad you found that funny" I laugh at his comment before shrugging. "Oh come on, lighten up Mactavish. I needed a good laugh after the day I've just had" "Alright, I'll let you aff" John then repositions to only a position that he knows has a certain effect on me. "Hey, that's not fair Johnny" A small smirk appears on his face before he reaches out for something.

"You know I don't play fair by now. Just be a good girl for me, princess" He winks before he takes a bite from his apple. I roll my eyes before focusing my attention on ordering food. I was not going to let him win.

After about 20 minutes, my food arrived, I propped my phone up on the counter as I sorted out my food. "Remember I'm going to be limited to how often I can access ma phone-" "I know we have done this drill before" We both exchange smiles before letting out a small laugh. "You'll have to take in every feature of ma face or take a photo" His blue eyes pierce through my soul just before he winks. "I think I have enough pictures of your stupid face" I smirk before taking a bite out of my food and leaning against the counter. "Aye, you mean like this one?" I scoff thinking that I'm going to be sent one of the many selfies we have.

My phone pinged with the notification, though upon opening the notification, I instantly coughed almost choking. "Oh my god! you nearly killed me! Why have you even got that?! I told you to delete it years ago!" John just laughs, not realizing how serious the whole situation is. "Naw, ye know that you love it! But ye know -" He stops to take another bite. I can't believe this guy. Awaiting his reply, I roll my eyes. "You look so much better on that counter than leaning against it" Honestly can't believe him. I feel the heat in my cheeks rises, all I hear is him slightly. Probably has seen my cheeks turn red.

"You're an asshole" I scoff before finishing my food and then tidying up. "That's naw what you were saying 24hrs ago" We are not giving in. We can do this Gemma. "Get on the counter, princess" I looked at my phone screen with a slight frown along with a raised brow. "No, I'm not falling for this Mactavish" I pick up my phone before walking over to the table and sitting down. I open up my laptop before propping my phone up.

"Princess"

"Johnny"

"I wasn't asking" You could see the lust but also anger in his eyes. I was just about to say something before John reveals his throbbing cock on camera. I was lost for words, and a small moan escaped my lips "Don't please" it came out in an almost whisper. "Ye didnae want to obey now you've got tae watch" No he's not punishing me I hate when he does that but now over the phone, he's punishing but teasing me. I bite my lip to contain myself but also any moans that may escape. He starts to rub his hand up & down his cock. Hearing the small moans & grunts he was making was enough.

I caught a glimpse of his pre-cum leaking out of the head of his tip. I couldn't take it anymore, I had to slip my hand into my trousers and slip further down into my underwear. "Naw princess, hands where I can see them" I just about got to feel how wet I had become before groaning in annoyance as we had been denied access. "Johnny, please" I pout as I beg for his permission to finish her off. The tension was getting unbearable at this point.

He begins to pick up the pace, breathing is getting more rugged and heavier. Nothing is said, just the sound of him panting and moaning fills the air. I bite my lip harder to contain a moan. Hearing John being all hot and breathless was making me wetter and my knees weak too. "Oh god, I wish I was deep inside you right now" John pants through the phone. I became an ocean within seconds, I hate him for this. I grab the sides of my chair as I use every little bit of my strength to remain composed right now.

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My mind drifts back to the video call me and John had a few days ago. I can't believe that man. I try to shake off the thoughts from my brain. I was currently looking into joining the army, I never discussed it with John and I just know he's going to be annoyed with me but at the moment I don't care. I look down at my phone checking my notifications, slight worry takes over me as I haven't heard anything from him but I also know that the connection isn't great.

I sigh as I unlock my phone and open up our text thread. As much as he was a complete dork I did miss Mactavish.

"Hey.. I know you're busy with this mission but I hope everything is okay there. I haven't heard from you in a few days just checking up on you. I miss you.. ♡"

Should I start to worry? No, that's stupid because you have done this so many other times before and know how this works. He's a soldier and out on deployment like that's his job. Ugh, I need to find a life outside of Mactavish. Though the problem is, I don't have anyone else, it's been like that for as long as I can remember and I guess I was just happy to have met John. Yeah didn't meet in the most normal setting. It was only meant to be a no-strings-attached, one-night thing but years later..

God, I remember the first night we met like it was yesterday. Now we're the best of friends and sometimes inseparable. Not quite, I can't stand him and his annoying ass! God, I don't even know how he managed to befriend me because I hate people. No lie, maybe it was the sex? No, that would make me look..desperate?

Maybe it was his stupidly handsome face with those ocean-blue eyes and his stupid Scottish accent. You know what, it makes it seem like I like the dork more than just friends and that is not the case. Just friends..with benefits.

I mean don't get me wrong he is a very good-looking man and any girl would be lucky to have him. I just don't trust anyone like I used to in the past so I have major trust issues which means I will never let anyone get close to me again. Why you may ask? it's a long story but I maybe just maybe might tell you later on. I don't like talking about it and prefer not to open up either. The guard is always up because I can't take the risks anymore.

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I was replying to a work email on my phone while watching a film when a notification popped up at the top of my screen. He finally replied. A wave of relief washes over me. He's okay.

'Hey princess, I'm okay. Sorry I didnae text ya back sooner. You know how these things are. Don't worry I'm in one piece for you ♡'

I couldn't help but smile at his response but I rolled my eyes at his response also because even when he is trying to sound like he cares it also comes across as him being the biggest jerk too. I miss him so badly right now. I need the company and I don't have anyone else that I'm just that comfortable being around like Mactavish. Maybe it's because I don't like being around people or like showing any emotions or it's my trust issues. God I don't even know how John has put up with me for so long. I am the most complicated person he's probably met.

Me? Worry about you? Johnny you know me better than that, I'm fine, I don't need to worry about you. Hell I don't care if you took a year to reply back to me.

I replied to him shortly after. I switched back to the email app I was on and continued to finish of the email I was writing out for work. I can just imagine the response I will get back from him when he eventually does reply back. If I had to guess it would be something along the lines of me actually caring and worrying about only him and no one else because I'm not that heartless because somehow John knows me best and deep down I have a heart somewhere and one day he will bring it out..

#cod oc #original character #call of duty #oc:gemma “widow” miles #john soap mactavish #cod fanfic #chapter one #wattpad writer #wattpad #Bunny | Simon Riley x OC #artbygem #cross posted on wattpad #simon ghost riley #this took way too long to finally finish

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sas-soulwriter · 6 months

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Dark past ideas

A dark past can be really intresting in books .here are some ideas:

Mysterious Orphanage Escapee: A character who grew up in a sinister orphanage and narrowly escaped its dark secrets.

Traumatic War Survivor: A soldier who witnessed unspeakable horrors on the battlefield, leaving deep emotional scars.

Secret Criminal Past: A reformed criminal who once led a life of violence, but is now trying to make amends.

Kidnapped as a Child: A character who was abducted at a young age and endured years of captivity before escaping.

Tragic Family Betrayal: A character who was betrayed by a close family member, leading to a life filled with distrust and pain.

Cult Escapee: Someone who managed to break free from a dangerous cult, but is haunted by their past involvement.

Haunted by a Violent Crime: A person who accidentally caused harm to someone in their past and has been tormented by guilt ever since.

Dark Addiction: A character who battled a severe addiction that nearly destroyed their life before seeking recovery.

Betrayed by a Friend: A friend who turned out to be a traitor, leading to significant emotional trauma.

Abandoned in Isolation: Someone who was left alone and abandoned in a desolate place, struggling to survive.

Witness to a Murder: A character who saw a murder as a child and was forever scarred by the experience.

Childhood Experimentation: A person who was subjected to unethical scientific experiments in their youth, leaving lasting physical and emotional scars.

Kidnapped and Forced into Crime: A character who was abducted and forced to commit criminal acts against their will.

Betrayed by a Mentor: Someone who was betrayed by a trusted mentor, leading to a deep sense of betrayal and loss.

Survived Natural Disaster: A survivor of a catastrophic natural disaster who lost everything they held dear.

Abusive Relationship Escapee: A person who managed to escape an abusive relationship, but continues to struggle with the trauma.

Witness to a Dark Ritual: A character who stumbled upon a sinister occult ritual in their past, leaving them haunted by the experience.

Family Curse: A character burdened by a dark family curse that has brought suffering to generations.

Identity Theft and Framing: A person who had their identity stolen and was wrongfully accused of crimes they didn't commit.

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charrityy · 12 days

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Damián and his love language

• He's someone for whom loyalty means everything, and it's no wonder, given his upbringing in the League of Assassins, he learned that loyalty is very important both in a team and in a partnership.

• Damian could express his love by performing tasks or important missions to protect his loved ones or help Batman and his team in their fight against crime.

• Although he often displays an arrogant and defiant attitude, he could express his love through compliments or words of encouragement towards those he respects or values, such as his father or close allies.

• He could demonstrate his love by dedicating significant time to spend with his family and friends, although sometimes his reserved personality might make it more subtle.

• He's not known for being particularly affectionate, he could show his love through protective or comforting physical gestures, such as hugs or being close to his loved ones in times of need.

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emmeliamathews · 2 months

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The amount of times I've had to say this on Reddit is insane.

AI writing is theft. The use of AI in writing is plagiarism. You don't have to use AI in order to come up with ideas--that's what writing prompts are for. It's actually better not to use AI, especially since famous authors have sued Open AI because it was using their work to train their AI.

So stop it. Knock it off. Don't use AI, don't encourage others to use it.

#anti ai #writeblr #writing #wattpad writer #fuck ai #ai writing is theft #ai writing is plagiarism #use your imagination #writing prompts are also useful

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tomkaulitzz02 · 4 months

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my fav shit talkers.

#kaulitz twins #tom kaulitz #bill kaulitz #tokio hotel #tokiohotel #tokiohotelmoots #2000s #georg listing #gustav schäfer #wattpad writer #tom kaulitz smut #shit talking #tomkaulitz

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leoniestarlee · 3 months

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Illyrian Assassin (1)

Pairing: Azriel x OC Aurora

Word Count: 2.9k

Warning: past trauma, slow burn

currently writing a fanfic on here and wattpad! first time doing this, so fingers crossed I'm not too cheesy

The sun seeped into my room through the curtains like golden spears as I lazily opened my eyes to start the new day. I rolled over in my bed, only to be stopped by a small body snuggled up against my side, hazel-brown hair covering the little space left on my pillow. I smiled, pushing away the annoyance as I leaned down and kissed the top of Daisy's—my youngest sister—head. She wiggled around, her wings twitching behind her.

"Stop moving," a small voice groaned from my other side, making a stifled laugh escape my lips as I rolled over to come face to face with Willa—my middle sister—looking up at me with annoyance in her green eyes.

"Good morning to you too," I mused, wrapping my arms around her—careful to not hit her wings—before she could push me away. "You excited for today?"

She tried to push me away, using the strength her eleven-year-old self has, but to no luck, she gave up. "I don't like training with Cass. He's always grumpy when teaching me."

I barked out a laugh, pulling away from her and sitting up carefully to not wake up Daisy. "He was worse with me when we were younger," I said, pushing my chestnut hair back over my shoulders. "Honestly, I think he's just strict, when training, because he cares about you." I looked over my shoulder at her. "All he wants is to make sure you know how to fly and defend yourself. That's all I want for the both of you girls."

"When does Daisy get to start training?" she asked, pulling the fur blanket higher to keep away the cold of the morning.

I wiggled out of bed, avoiding legs and feet as I reached the end and stood up, groaning as I stretched out my sleepy muscles. "She's only seven, Willa. You didn't start training till you were ten." I picked up my coat from the floor, pushing my arms into the sleeves. "If we were back in the camp, you would've started when you were eight, like I did, but we came here before that could happen."

I walked around the bed, pulling the blanket up to tuck in Daisy as she continued to sleep with a light snore. Willa grumbled something about Cassian that I chose to ignore as I walked away from the bed, starting to pick up my clothes from the floor.

"Why do we have wings, but you don't?" Her question caught me off guard, my back straightening as I kept it facing her and my breath caught in my throat. It took everything in me to not reach behind me and touch the ridged edges of my back, where my wings once were.

I'd always wondered when one of them would ask me this question, always hoped they wouldn't. At their age, my horrid story would give them nightmares like my own. And that's something I never want for them to have.

"I'll tell you one day," I quietly said, collecting myself before facing her with a warm smile and pushing away the haunting memories. "I'll make you girls breakfast while you get ready for your morning lesson with Cass."

She rolled her eyes, throwing the blanket over her head as I laughed, walking out of the room. My feet echoed with each step as I walked down the hallway, the white walls bare, except for the few little drawings made by Willa and Daisy.

I dumped the clothes in a basket in the bathing room, where a tub sat under a window that faced the beautiful city of Velaris—my home. From here, I could see the smoke of chimneys that were working for the morning, some going out from the night.

"Can I wake up Daisy since I have to get up early?" Willa asked me, her voice bouncing off the walls.

I walked out of the bathing room, closing the door behind me. "I have no doubt your raised voice just woke her up," I teased, walking into the sitting room that opens up to the small kitchen and dining room. With only the three of us here, we only have a small apartment, which I don't mind.

The only people we have over are the usuals and the only people I trust around my sisters. Cassian joins us every morning for breakfast before training with Willa. Mor stops by randomly, usually with gifts for the girls that she loves as her own. Amren comes over every three days to teach the girls—and me, sometimes—on more advanced education, since I teach the girls the basics like reading and writing. Azriel, he comes over every few days but never stays away longer than three.

And Rhysand...he hasn't even met my little sisters. They were born after he'd gotten trapped Under the Mountain, which means he doesn't even know they exist. That reminder hurts because growing up, he was my closest friend. Within the first year of him becoming High Lord, he had allowed me to do the Blood Rite, even fought for my right after many, many camp Lords refused me. If it wasn't for him, I have no clue where I'd be today.

"Daisy is having a bath," Willa informed me, snapping me out of my pondering thoughts as she strolled into the room.

I took in a deep breath, grabbing the basket full of eggs off the counter. "Did you have one or just change into clean clothes without getting clean first?"

"All I did after my bath last night was go to sleep," she deadpaned, her pre-adolescent attitude gracing me today. "I'm not dirty."

I raised a brow at her, cracking two eggs onto the hot pan in front of me. "Did you know that when you sleep, you produce sweat and other body oils?"

"You sound like Amren," she muttered, flicking her loose hair over her shoulder as she walked toward the couch, and I cracked another three eggs.

"I really don't like this attitude," I grumbled, pushing the eggs around with a fork as I waited for them to cook.

After a few minutes of the eggs sizzling to fill the silence while Willa read and I leaned against the counter, the lock on the front door clicked and pushed open, revealing my tall bastard brother, his black, shoulder-length hair in a small low bun as his wings poke over his shoulders and Illyrian training leathers covered his muscled, golden-brown skin.

"How are my favorite girls this morning?" Cassian said in a way of greeting with a broad smile.

I scooped the eggs out evenly on four plates. "Willa is awake and ready for training while Dase is in the bath," I informed him, putting the dirty pan in the sink. I'll wash it later when I get time.

"And what about you? How are you, Aurora?" He always asked that. Whenever I'd answer for the girls and not myself, he'd ask again until I'd tell him.

"Tired, but once I have a coffee and bath, I'll be ready for the day," I answered him honestly, knowing that he always somehow knew when I was lying. And I wasn't lying today—I'm exhausted after being up most of the night to clean up the apartment after arts and crafts with the girls at dinner last night.

"You're not telling me—"

"I don't want to train today," Willa groaned, cutting him off, the sound of her book closing harshly followed.

I sent her a warning look as I picked up two plates, walking toward the table where Cassian leaned behind a chair. "You're an Illyrian, Willa. Be more appreciative that Cassian is training you."

Cassian waved a hand, sitting down as I placed a plate before him and one across from him. "She's becoming an adolescent. I remember how moody you were at her age—how many males you—"

"Cassian," I murmured in warning, his eyes flaring with playfulness. "Those are stories not meant for her ears."

"Right," he drawled with a grin. Cauldron save me.

"Willa, food is ready," I informed her, heading back into the kitchen as Daisy skipped into the room, a pink dress flowing around her as she smiled up at me. "Good morning," I mused.

"Morning, Rory," she chirped, eyes darting to the plate of eggs on the counter. "Can I have some?"

"Of course," I said to her, picking up a plate. "You need to eat up because we're going to start reading a new book today."

Her eyes lit up, making my heart warm in my chest as she followed me to the table. I placed down her plate of eggs next to Willa, leaving the three of them to eat as I walked back to the kitchen. Before I could eat my food, I threw my hair into a messy bun and splashed some water on my face, the sound of Cassian quietly talking to the girls about more of our culture in the background.

I rarely spoke about our culture to the girls. For me, it was always a hard topic, even if I'm proud to be an Illyrian, it still came with my own horrific memories. I'm just glad Cassian was here to take that place for me, to tell them about the good parts, like our warrior gods and the food from our own people. Willa and Daisy are full Illyrian, with our mother and their father being Illyrian. Me on the other hand, I'm half Illyrian and half High Fae. I can thank my unknown father for my pointed ears.

I placed my plate on the table beside Cassian before heading back to my room and grabbing a hairbrush and two leather bands to do Willa and Daisy's hair.

As I walked back into the dining room, the front door opened again, and I couldn't help the smile on my face as he walked in with a brown paper bag in hand. My eyes drifted around his classically beautiful, but near-unreadable face. The planes of his face have always been and will be, elegant. His hazel eyes locked with mine, a small smile on his sensuous lips.

"Good morning, Az," I greeted him as he closed the door behind him, his wings tucked in tight behind his back. I stood behind Willa, brushing the hairbrush through her knots as she ate.

"Morning, Rora," he softly said with a nod. "Morning girls." He nodded to them, walking to the head of the table and putting the brown paper bag down, ignoring Cassian's glare for not greeting him. "I brought chocolate pastries."

"Yay!" Dase cheered, her eyes lighting up as she grabbed the bag. "Chocolate is my favorite."

"Mine too," Willa said dreamily, holding her hand out to Dase who gave her a pastry.

I got to work on a tight braid in Willa's hair as I said to them, "And what do we say to Azriel for the pastry?"

"Thank you," my sisters said in union before biting into the pastries.

I smiled at them both, finishing the braid in Willa's hair before starting Daisy's. "Willa is training with Cass today and Daisy is starting a new book with me," I informed Az as he sat down next to Cass. "Any plans for you?"

"Just the usual work," he simply said, glancing down at the eggs before looking at Willa. "Is he going easy on you?"

"No," Willa grumbled, sending a small glare to Cassian who only laughed in response. He's used to her little attitude by now. "My arms are still sore from yesterday."

"Did you put on the cream I gave you?" I gave her a pointed look and she huffed, shaking her head. "Well, go put some on now. There's a small tin of it next to my bed."

"Fine," she groaned, standing up from the table with her finished plate.

"I'm adding another five push-ups to your workout today for the attitude," Cassian called out to her. I snorted as I heard her mock him from down the hallway.

I finished Daisy's hair, telling her to put her finished plate in the sink and then brush her teeth. Once she was out of the room with Willa, I sat down in her seat and took my plate from in front of Az.

"I would've made you a plate if I knew you were coming," I said to him, filling my fork with eggs.

He shrugged, his black hair glinting in the morning sun from the open doors leading to the veranda outside. "I had something to eat on the way here." I nodded, chewing my food as he continued, "You okay, Rora? You look...troubled."

Cassian nodded his head, leaning back into the chair made for wings. "I noticed that too. Have you been sleeping and eating?"

"We know taking care of the girls can get tiring for you," Azriel cuts in softly. "If you need a break for a few hours, then you know the four of us are happy to watch them."

I placed down my fork, giving them a small smile. "I'm eating and getting enough sleep. Plus, the girls are great. They help around the apartment and always go to bed when I ask." By looking at their faces, I knew they weren't convinced one bit. I sighed, dropping my head back against my chair. "Willa asked me this morning why I don't have wings like her and Dase."

Cassian let out a strangled cough, his hand hitting against his chest. Azriel stayed silent and I looked back at them. At their sorrow-filled eyes.

They were there that day. The day I got punished for unleashing my wrath against our camp for what they'd done to me. They, and Rhys, were the first ones to find me after everything happened, and since then, they had a special hatred for our old camp.

"Did you tell her?" Azriel hesitantly asked, his eyes calculating on me.

I shook my head, pushing my plate away. "I couldn't," I admitted weakly, avoiding their eyes. "They're too young to know what happened—to know what our people did to me. I won't lay that burden on them. Not until they are older and wanting, truly wanting, to know what happened."

"I don't blame you," Azriel said, and I looked up, but his eyes were focused on his scarred hands. A tragedy that occurred to him when he was so young by his own brothers.

I turned my gaze to Cassian to stop myself from reaching across the table to hold Azriel's hands in my own. To comfort him how I was when I'd lost my wings. But if I reached over now, I know it'll only make him uncomfortable.

"Has Mor had any word from Rhys?" I asked Cass, propping my chin on my hand.

He gravely shook his head. "Nothing. No update. No news." And my heart sunk further for my other bastard brother taken away from us.

"Mother above," I sighed. "I miss him."

"We all do." And that was guilt and sadness shining in Cassian's eyes.

Two pairs of footsteps padded down the hallway, followed by laughter. I sat up straighter in my chair, a fake smile, like Azriel's and Cassian's, on my face as I turned to look at my sisters.

"Willa said I get to start training with Uncle Cass when I'm eight!" Daisy cheered, jumping around the room as Willa laughed from behind her. "I'll get to fly!"

I stood up, laughing at them both. "I remember when Willa was that excited the first time I told her."

"Speaking of which," Cassian said, rising from his seat, "It's time for me and Willa to go start our training."

Willa instantly stopped laughing, a mask of annoyance on her face as she glared at Cassian. Cassian laughed, striding for the front door as Azriel stayed seated, his shadows sticking close to him. The first time my sisters saw those shadows, they weren't scared like I thought they would be. Instead, they stared at him in amazement.

I walked over to Willa, placing a soft kiss on the crown of her head. "Go on." I gave her a gentle push toward the front door, and she started walking with a groan. "We'll bake cookies when you get home tonight."

That had her running toward Cassian and the front door. "I love you!" she yelled over her shoulder, running out the door.

Cassian laughed, looking back at me. "We'll be back before the afternoon, in one piece," he said, walking out the door and closing it behind him.

"Can we read now?" Dase asked, looking up at me.

I smiled down at her and opened my mouth to answer, only for Az to cut me off, "I'll help you get started on the book while Rora goes for a bath."

I snapped my head to him, not expecting him to offer. "You don't have to—"

"I don't mind," he assured me, standing from his seat as Dase ran over to the small bookcase behind the couch, gifted by Amren. "Have the morning for yourself to relax and get ready. I'll watch her and help her read in the meantime."

My shoulders sagged with relief as I sent him a warm smile. "Thank you, Az. I appreciate this."

He rounded the table, stopping before me as I looked up at him. "I'm happy to help you, whenever." He placed a kiss on the top of my head, a somewhat normal occurrence between us since we were young. It never got old though. I always had butterflies in my stomach just from the small, friendly touch. "Go on. I've got her."

"Can we read this one?" Dase asked, holding up a book with fruit and vegetables drawn on the cover.

Azriel smiled at me before facing Dase and walking toward her. "We'll read whatever you want."

I watched, flustered and happy, as Azriel sat down next to her on the couch, opening the book. My heart pounded faster as she laughed at something he said, bringing me more happiness than I expected for one morning.

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samieree · 5 months

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God of War: Ragnarök Masterlist

[General Masterlist with list of boys I can write one-shots with here]

[my works are also avaiable on Ao3: Samiere and on wattpad: _Saelin Also on fanfiction net: Samiere]

Heimdall x Reader one-shots:

Heimdall x Greek Goddess part 1 [request]

Heimdall x Greek Goddess part 2

Heimdall x Greek Goddess part 3 (Mature content)

Reader was away on a mission for a long time, "friends" with benefits relationship [request]

Heimdall x Reader (childhood friends) [request]

Heimdall x Reader (childhood friends) part 2 (Mature content)

Reader is a Greek Girl, who wants to make her revenge on Kratos by killing Atreus [request]

Heimdall x Pregnant Reader

Heimdall x Reader (you slept together after alcohol)

Arranged marriage [request]

Reader is Heimdall's shy, servant girl (Mature content) [request]

Jealous Heimdall x Reader (Mature content) [request]

Banished Heimdall x Reader (Goddess of Nature) [request]

You wanted to learn how to fight, and Heimdall teaches you [request]

Heimdall x Reader with breathing problems [request]

Heimdall x Shy reader, childhood best friend [request]

Heimdall x reader on her period [request]

Heimdall headcanons:

Heimdall x Reader with ADHD [request]

Goddess of Muspelheim || GOW Ragnarök (Heimdall x OC) fanfiction:

Introduction + Prologue

*Chapter 1 || We have to make some rules*

Chapter 2 || Time to see the sun again

*Chapter 3 || Baldur*

*Chapter 4 || What a...!*

Chapter 5 || Goddess of fire

*Chapter 6 || Friends?*

Chapter 7 || Understanding

Chapter 8 || Vanaheim

My tik toks with Heimdall, because I can:

Edit to my fanfic

She do that thing she usually do 🎵

Heimdall being Heimdall

Another Heimdall being Heimdall :D

And another one 😅

Your body language, speaks to me 🎵

Beautiful boy 🎵

Do you like the way I grind, do you like the way I flirt 🎵

I do it for the ladies 🎵

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simonnebethel · 3 months

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Writeblr Introduction

Just learned what a writeblr intro is so I'm gonna make one before I go to bed lol

I've already done something like this a few days ago but that was when I had no clue what I was doing lmao, so might as well make a more in depth one

About me:

19, she/her, bi

American

I write mostly fantasy and urban fantasy, and honestly i dont think i've ever written a story that was non-fantasy lol

Started writing when I was 10, but it was mostly Warrior Cats fanfiction on Wattpad lol. I went through a writing slump for most of highschool but last year I decided to get back into it since I'm not doing anything else lol

I like to read fantasy and classic lit, also anything with vampires. I also have a soft spot for slowburn romances where the main characters dont kiss until, like, the 4th book heehee

In love with anything gothic, vampire, and wlw 👩‍❤‍💋‍👩

I think one of my more niche interests is any early 2000s fantasy/sci-fi movie with a nu-metal/rock/alternative soundtrack like Queen of the Damned and The Crow. They are just...*chefs kiss*

My current stories:

A Chant for Blood (Formerly known as Account of Calamity)

Account of Calamity is a gothic victorian fantasy about a Grand Marshal, Karliah Helisende, and a blood-drinking fiend, Yorick Gwynplaine, who work together to investigate the mysterious portals that spawn dangerous creatures into the city of Isarnan, all the while Karliah is being haunted by the mysterious ancient temple that watches over her every move.

I'm currently working on the second draft, and I may start looking for beta readers once I'm finished, although I know I'm not far from finished with this novel. I also plan to make it a 4 or 5 book series, and slowly add a slowburn romance.

12/30/24 - Second draft has been finished!!

Looking for beta readers! Look here!

Our Demonic Hearts - The Craven Pact Series #1

Our Demonic Hearts is a urban fantasy about a cambion woman, Ana Kravens, haunted by her past. Taking place in a small Mississippi town, a man she went through a traumatic incident with, Beau Motloe, shows up on her doorstep one day with a deal; help him find his missing mother, and he'll give back the memories she lost during the traumatic incident. Her father, a demonic creature of unknown origin, wants nothing more than the Motloes dead, claiming that they were the very reason his daughter was almost killed 6 years ago. Ana goes against her father's wishes and accepts Beau's deal, suspecting that her father isn't telling the whole truth about that fatal night.

It is completed and available on Wattpad and Royal Road!! It was just a small project I had done for Nanowrimo, and has been edited at least once before being published. However, I plan to make it a trilogy and maybe have some spin-offs. This story is fairly new, but most of the characters are at least 5 years old and I love them very much <3

What I plan for 2024:

Finish the second draft of Account of Calamity and look for beta readers(Completed as of 1/30!! Will be looking for beta readers soon ^^)

Start the second novel of The Craven Pact Series

Write a short story/novella or two taking place within the Account of Calamity universe. My brain is currently exploding with ideas rn

Write a short story about Ana Kraven's mom and how she met Marchosias, Ana's father.

Plan something for Nano?? Idk where I'll be in November lol

I'm interested in following other writers and reading everybody's stories! I would also be interested in a beta read/beta swap ^^

Other sites I'm on:

Wattpad: LillithOfBees

Royal Road: SimonneBethel

Nanowrimo: BeeWitch

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