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[truly-morgan]

[No Curse, Sukuna and Megumi fuck Yuji (18+)]

SukuIta + FushIta| Jujutsu Kaisen No Curse AU + cw: incest 18-05-2023

[#sukuita + #fushita, Double Penetration, twincest, no curse AU]

"Suku-nii stoop" Yuji whined, although he did not try to move away from his brother, "Megumi will be here soon, we can go all the way" he continued.

"Don't worry brat, we'll be done way before he arrives, after all, look at how wind up you already are" Sukuna mocked, a finger caressing the underside of his erection in a teasing manner. "And your ass is trying to suck my cock all the way in, I know you want it" he whispered against his ear, hips barely moving to go in some more.

His grin grew wider when he felt Yuji's hips push back against him some more too.

From over his brother's shoulder Sukuna could see him bite his lips, clearly thinking about it, before he nodded.

"But we have to be quick," he stated.

Sukuna did not need to be told twice, immediately starting a relentless pounding into his brother. They had been teasing and playing around all day, he wanted to fuck Yuji.

Plus he had a little something planned.

He chuckled lowly at the way Yuji couldn't stop his groan and moans, fucking himself back onto Sukuna's cock.

"You should try keeping it down a little, instead of moaning like a whore" Sukuna pointed out, "wouldn't want another noise complaint because someone is being noisy".

This was enough to quiet Yuji, as he had already felt embarrassed enough when their dorm neighbour had talked to them one time.

But it should be alright, he could feel himself getting closer to the edge and he was pretty sure it had to be the same for his brother. They could quickly clean up afterwards and everything would be alright. Megumi would never know.

But then he heard the dorm opening, Megumi greeting them as he looked up from his phone. The young man then froze in the doorway, eye fixated on the twins.

"W-what?!" Yuji reacted, suddenly trying to pull away from Sukuna to hide under his cover. Yet strong tattooed arms looped around him, keeping him from doing anything.

"Sukuna let go now" Yuji hissed, feeling a bit panicked when something seemed to catch his friend's attention down the hall.

This made Megumi come inside the room, locking the door by habit.

Then everything was silent, Yuji still trying to pry away his brother's arm, biting his lips at how he was still buried deep inside of him.

"I-I thought you would come at 7pm" Yuji mumbled, not looking up at his friend, afraid of what look he would get.

"You texted me to come earlier" Megumi replied, although he soon started glaring at Sukuna who was giving him a shit-eating grin.

"Sukuna!!" Yuji reacted when he finally connected the dot, trying to turn towards him.

"I wanted to keep having fun and your stupid homework session was going to break that" Sukuna replied, giving his twin a kiss as if to apologise.

"Plus, I know you've been wanting to have an emo boy over there fuck you too" he teased, looking back at Megumi who clearly looked affected by this situation.

He knew very well the young man also wanted Yuji (who wouldn't really). And it was painful watching them play gay chicken.

"So why don't you join us, Fushiguro" Sukuna asked, letting his head rest on Yuji's shoulder.

Megumi stared between the two of them, looking unsure of how to react to all of this. First about finding his best friend (and crush) being fucked by his own twin. To be frank, he had always found the twins' relationship really odd, this was somehow both surprising and not.

But secondly to find out that Yuji had also been wanting to have sex with him. He had not realised that the young man felt the same about him.

He quickly ran the situation in his mind and decided that he could ignore whatever the two had right now. He dropped his bag onto the floor, walking closer to the stand in front of Yuji who didn't dare to look at him.

"Do you really want that?" he asked.

Yuji bites his lips once again at the question, before nodding to answer. Immediately he was being kissed by Megumi, to which he replied enthusiastically.

Sukuna watched for a while as Megumi disrobed while making out with his twin, although it got boring really fast.

At least Megumi seemed soon ready to go.

So he changed the way they were on the bed, pulling Yuji with him. While leaning back he could show better where he was connected with Yuji, keeping his legs spread wide.

"Why don't we try something interesting too" he suggested, fingers going to his twin's entrance and easily pushing two fingers in. "Why don't you try and fit inside too? The brat has quite the interesting toys and he's pretty ready for two after I prepared him properly" he explained. "Plus he came so much today I can't tell if he'll still be able to go for many rounds".

Megumi had to start climbing onto the bed, watching the way Sukuna's fingers were stretching Yuji even farther than his dick already did. He then looked up at Yuji who look flustered at being put on display like this and at his brother's idea. Clearly, he had not expected that suggestion.

"Are you okay with that?" Megumi asked.

Yuji then seemed to think about it for a moment, before nodding shyly. He knew what kind of toy he had and he was certain it could fit in. He also was curious as to how it would feel than to have two cocks inside of him.

Megumi didn't need that much more to be convinced. He did try to stick his finger in too just to make sure, although he could tell Sukuna was not lying. Neither did it seem to hurt Yuji much.

So he lined himself up and slowly started putting it in. He hesitated when he saw Yuji's brow furrow, ready to just pull out. He was surprised when he instead felt a leg loop around him, not allowing him to pull out.

"It's okay" Yuji assured him, "Just go slowly".

Megumi nodded at this, continuing slowly as he instead started to touch Yuji in an attempt to distract him, imitating what Sukuna was doing.

He groaned when he felt Sukuna move inside of Yuji, looking up when Yuji moaned at that.

"You enjoy being filled to the brim by your brother and your best friend, brat?" Sukuna asked with an amused grin, nibbling at Yuji's neck.

"Yeah," Yuji answered honestly.

"Then let's see if our friend can make it even better for you" he continued, looking at Megumi from the corner of his eyes.

The message was pretty clear. Megumi still hesitated a little as he moved, eyes scanning Yuji's face for any signs that he wanted to stop. Instead, he only saw him groan and moan, also tentatively moving his hips over them.

Soon they all found a rhythm that worked, Megumi slowly lost himself in the sensation and pleasure. He would never have thought that one day he could possibly be feeling like this while in the presence of Sukuna, but he assumed that it would be impossible without him (and a little voice in his head was telling him Yuji wouldn't let anyone else than them do this to him).

He would something look down, somehow just amazed at how well Yuji was taking them both, finding it surprisingly hot. He sure hope this wouldn't awaken something that would require Sukuna to be with them all the time now.

The way Yuji felt so tight around them. The way he could feel Sukuna's cock slide and rub against him inside. Finally being able to touch Yuji all he wanted, kissing him all he wanted (even though Sukuna seemed possessive of receiving as many kisses from Yuji too).

"Fuck" he gasped out when Yuji suddenly started tightening around them even more, spasming around them as he came all over his stomach.

"Shit, so tight" Sukuna mumbled against his twin's shoulder, movement more stuttered than before.

They were both not very far behind Yuji, filling him up. When they finally pulled out nothing would stay in Yuji's gaping hole, slowly leaking out of him.

"Fuck this was good" Sukuna commented, kissing up Yuji's neck to his temple. "You did so well for us, brat" he commented.

Megumi wasn't sure what to do at the display, watching as Yuji nuzzled back against Sukuna at the praise.

"You did good too" Sukuna added towards him, pulling him closer to kiss him, although it was nothing sweet like he would give to Yuji.

Now that he was leaning closer over Yuji he found himself pulled even closer, Yuji hugging him closer to him, demanding kisses too.

He allowed himself to be pulled farther into the bed afterwards, Yuji still looking a bit dazed and tired from what they did.

He stayed for the cuddle sandwich, Yuji looking really pleased to have them both so close.

Megumi assumed he could deal with Sukuna if it meant seeing Yuji happy and satisfied like this.

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I love how you wrote my asks! Thanks so much for doing them! I wanted to request something for the brother's separately where MC is already together with them. The brothers mention a kink they are into and MC says they'll think about trying it. Then a week later during a student council meeting with Diavolo, MC holds their hand under the table and leans over and whispers to them "My heart, tonight lets do what you mentioned a few days ago."

OwO. Alrighty then, hop on 18+ folks. The Spice Train is about to leave the station.

Warning: N/S/F/W. Minors don't worry the Fluff and Angst Trains will be arriving soon, please don't board this one okay?

Lucifer

It was during one of your late night music sessions that he first brought it up. You were curled up in his lap, eyes closed and fidgeting with the sleeves of his coat.

You looked so fragile and vulnerable in his arms, he could hardly control his thoughts. How can you allow yourself to be this defenseless in front of him? And then you dare tease him? You whimper amd moan at every touch of his, a slave to his charisma - and yet you dare urge him further?

He looked at his red gloved hands and your hand enclosed within them. Red was such a pretty color on you. He imagined you all tied in his bed with red velvet ropes, pretending to want to break free all the while pleading him to touch you, while he takes his time, sipping his tea, palming your legs with one hand and watching you squirm in all your glory....

"Lucifer?" Your voice breaks his thoughts. "Haha you spaced out pretty bad. What are you thinking of, hmm? Your face is completely red."

He composed himself. Even though you both had been dating for a while now, he was still embarrassed about his innermost desires. He didn't want to scare you off.

"Come on Lucifer, I know you're hiding something!" You said promptly standing up.

He sighed. Well you're adamant as hell, there's no winning against you.

"I was thinking how lovely you'd look in ropes, MC. Tied to the bed and calling me master." Lucifer said, running his thumb over your wrist.

"You have a BDSM kink? Well should have seen that coming. Okay then, I'll think about it...Master." You teased and left the room.

Great. You just gave him a boner on the way out.

Around a week later, while Diavolo was meeting was barely ten minutes in, you lean towards him and whisper when noone is looking.

"I think I'm ready to submit to you like you asked, Master."

Lucifer banged his hand a little too hard on the table in excitement, startling everyone. "Ah I apologize. It was a bratty little insect."

He squeezed your thigh underneath the table as punishment for making him restless for the rest of the meeting. And you sure as hell are getting dragged and used mercilessly once you're out of there.

Mammon

Mammon was leaning on your shoulder as you were explaining the class notes you had taken for him that day. And everytime he nodded or got a question right, you'd rub his hair and nuzzle against his cheek. It was thing you did for him even before you started dating.

It always drove him CRAZY.

You thought it was adorable and cooed at him jokingly while giving him headrubs, "Baby boy, you're so cute you know that?"

And now his cheeks grew red hot and his imagination ran haywire. He glanced over his bed and pictured you entangled with him, pressing kisses on his cheeks and lips, your hands pulling him down at his hair while he thrust into you over and over while you praised him and held him close...

"Mammon? Are you running a fever? Your face feels too warm.." You said, checking his temple and neck for symptoms. Every touch from you made him crave more.

"No it's nothing! You worry too much, ya stupid MC!" He says, hiding his face in your chest. "Also that make sure you rub and pull at my hair.. in bed...and call me that..."

You sat there confused for a minute before you understood what he meant. "Mammon...do you perhaps have a kink? Maybe something regarding praise and being pampered and loved in bed...?" You chuckle, squeezing his cheeks.

Why did this stupid human know so much about him?!! Not that he's complaining!!

"Yeah maybe so what?! You don't wanna do it, don't do it!" He pouts.

You laugh, "I'll consider it and think it over , my baby." You kiss him deeply and he's a mess for you.

After a week or so, in the middle of Diavolo's meeting, Mammon was almost half asleep, barely listening to what was going on. That's when you reached over and pulled at his ear,

"Baby boy, now is not the time to sleep."

Mammon's shot awake and he let out a little yelp. "MC!"

"Oh look you're awake now! I'll reward you tonight for it, okay my good boy?" You hinted. After that point he was restless, constantly grabbing at your hips all day long.

He could barely wait till night, but your reward made it worth the agony he faced all day.

Leviathan

Leviathan sometimes couldn't even believe you were dating him. Sometimes he'd just get distracted mid game, suddenly realizing that you have your arms linked with his and that your his partner now. And he'd randomly combust.

He especially lost it when you did cosplays. Even the simplest cosplays or the bad imitations of his favourite characters would have him drooling.

So the day you entered his room in a full fledged Ruri Chan cosplay, he yelped out loud and grabbed a bunch of pillows to hide his crotch.

"Damnit Levi, forget that Ruri Chan pillow already. The real Ruri is here now." You joked as you crawled into his lap. His jaw dropped, his nose looked like it was about to burst with blood.

"M-MC...MC, MC, you're too close. Are you trying to kill me??! I can't handle! I can't handle this moeness please, MC!" He pleaded.

"Why is that Levi? Did I get you excited? Just by wearing a simple costume? Oh you little pervert...rurin" You teased, sitting down on his lap.

His head was overwhelmed with thoughts about his tail wrapping around you and holding you down while he stripped you slowly and lose himself in every crook and crevice of your body. And you moaning and calling him a nasty pervert as he thrust into you over and over, his tail and hands groping at your body.

When he didn't say anything for a while, you understood he meant it. "Oh Levi...is this your fetish? Did I unlock something?"

He hid his face with his hands, but still nodded. You laughed at how cute he was.

"Alright then...I'll think about how to grant your 'secret' wishes...rurin" You chuckled before you left.

Around a week later, while Diavolo's meeting was on and he was trying his best not to be distracted by the Ruri Chan cap you were wearing today, you decided to have more fun with him.

"Great Lord of Shadows, I wonder if you wanted these?" You said, slipping a pair of your spare panties into his open palm.

Levi almost squeaked like a mouse, his whole body trembling in excitement. His fist tightened around the cloth as he hurriedly stuffed it into his pockets. This is just like that hentai he was reading two nights ago!

"M-M-MC! What are you-"

"I'm Henry. Who's this MC now? My my, who knew you are so fickle? Just one of us isn't enough for you? Well you are so cute, I suppose I can indulge you this once, Lord of Perverts." You wink at him after you finish your little roleplay.

Oh were you expecting a bottom Levi after this? Oh no. You have awakened the Great Admiral of the Navy of Hell. And by the grip of his hands and his tail already swishing around impatiently, you know things are going to get rough pretty fast.

Satan

Satan is a demon of rather particular interests. And another thing about him is that he has VIVID imagination.

So anytime you curl up in his lap while reading together, or if you choose to sit near his feet while he tutors you before exams, he pictures you sitting there with a collar around your neck, cat ears on top your head and a tail swishing in excitement. And his pants would suddenly feel too tight at the these thoughts.

He was a master of controlling emotions and yet here you were toying with them so easily. Especially since you had now developed a habit for meowing near his ear at any point of the day. And of course you were his partner, he couldn't resist your cuteness.

"Satan Nya!" You pounced on him out of the blue right after he woke up after an afternoon nap.

The way you were on your knees, your thighs on each side and arms clutching at his chest just amplified his fetish.

"What if I wasn't awake enough to catch you, kitten? You could have seriously hurt yourself." He scolded holding you close.

And that moment he wanted to punish you. You were a bratty little kitten and he would put a leash on you and press you up against his bookshelf, making you cry out his name as he roughly thrust his fingers inside you.

"Satan...you're hard. Down there." You said trying to sit up on his lap.

Fuck. He imagined it too hard and now all the blood had rushed down there. He tried to flip the situation around onto you.

"Yeah, and I don't see you trying to move away, kitten." He teased, palming your hips.

"Yeah that's the point." You teased back before leaving "...bratty little kitties turn you on don't they? Well maybe I'll let you teach me how to behave...Master."

You ran out before he could catch you. And his door stayed shut till dinner time. All that was heard were heavy breathing noises and groans.

You were planning to tease him during Diavolo's meeting but job was already half done when he saw you walk in with a tail and a bell attached to it. You even wore a collar with a name tag.

He spit out the milkshake he was drinking making a mess all over himself and started coughing out apologies.

"Don't worry I'll help clean it up..." You offer cheerfully and bend down help clean up. In the middle of it all, you place yourself between his legs looking up at him playfully. "...and I also want to play with you today, master."

"MC... You better be prepared for your consequences." He said with a reddened face and gritted teeth.

Rest assured, you did not come out of his room for the next two days. You were glad Satan had picked the weekend.

Asmodeus

IS THERE ANY KINK THIS DEMON DOESN'T HAVE?? The correct answer is no. And you learn that within two months of dating him.

It seemed almost everything about you turned him on. And the thing that turned out to be his kink was completely unexpected.

You were holding him snugly in his arms, running your hairs softly through his gorgeous hair, peppering kisses on his face. And strangely he wasn't even handsy with you. His hands were still on your waist, holding you close while his lips were on your cheeks.

"Oh Asmo I love you so much... You sweet and gentle thing." You said smiling and coddling him. But that had a very unforseen reaction. Shimmery tears emerged from his eyes, falling on your shoulder.

"MC..." Asmo managed to croak out, his grip growing more needy.

"ASMO!? Baby what's wrong?!" You grew panicked. He only tried to regulate his breathing, holding back his cries. You hurriedly tried to kiss his tears away.

Seeing you worry made him smile and fall deeper into you. "I'm sorry MC... I just.. I can't remember the time anyone held me like this...Demons are rather rough you know..."

"Oh Asmo..." You cupped his face and kissed his forehead. "I won't hurt you ever. You can trust me."

You were so kind and gentle to him, it made him lose control. He wanted so bad to just lay you down and spoil you. Slowly stripping you and caressing and kissing every inch of your skin. He'd have you begging and singing his name by the time he was done with you.

He was planning to hold these feelings in but his body betrayed him. Buried deep between your thighs, his member grew. And you grew wary of him.

"Does this pleasure you Asmo? Does this softness do things to you? Is this what you really like?" You said, running fingers up and down his chest. He bit his lip and nodded, his fingers digging into your back.

A week later, you held his hand under the table as Diavolo and Lucifer discussed the budget cuts. It was a thing you both loved to do.

You sneakily decided to run a single finger up and down the back of his hands, tracing his veins, trying to reach up his sleeves.

His breath hitched and he smiled smugly, "That eager to please me, MC? Ah you're so earnest, I cannot resist."

And after you drove him crazy, it was his turn to steal your mind and sanity. And he took all of it.

Beelzebub

Beel was the just the most pure and gentle demon you'd met in Devildom. How can one not fall for this absolute unit of a himbo?

When you both started dating, it mostly eating out at both of your favourite places, then working out together in the morning to remain healthy and lots and lots of cuddles.

Kink is not something you expected from him..but alas there it was. You found out rather unceremoniously when you accidentally exploded a whole bottle of whipped cream on yourself. His mouth watered at the very sight of you.

He eyed you up and down hungrily, practically ravishing you with his relentless stare. He wanted to pin you down and lick you clean. He remembered each time he licked your fingers clean after you fed him dessert. He swears everything tastes better when he's eating it off your skin.

"Beelie, you look so hungry. Is there something you want? I can make it after I clean up." You ask.

"If you're offering like that... I'd like to have you MC. Don't bother with the shower yet I'll clean you up." He said inching closer, his tall frame towering over you.

With one quick lift, you were up on the counter, with him licking at your face and collarbones. You giggled at the sensation of his hair. "That tickles Beelie, slow down. I'll make sure to prepare a better meal of myself next time." That only sped him up.

The week after that, during Diavolo's meeting you decided to spill Beel's favourite soda all over yourself. The berry lemon fragrance was too strong for anyone to ignore; so it did wonders on Beel and his strong sense of smell.

"MC did you spill the soda on yourself? Here I'll help." He was already grabbing tissues and napkins to help you wipe as much as he could.

THIS WHOLESOME GIANT TEDDY YOU CAN'T-

You even felt silly for teasing him like this. You were sheepishly walking back to your room when he appeared out of nowhere and dragged you to the showers.

Oh he was teased. And he was eager to show it.

Belphegor

Two words : Somnophilia and Corruption. He adores your sleeping face. He loves how you are completely at his mercy, unaware of how he wants to defile you completely.

And when you hold his hand and nuzzle into him, he loves how innocent and open you look. He feels himself grow down under just watching your chest rise and fall against him, your heartbeat under his palms. But of course he never pushed it beyond relationship permissible norms.

Oh but how much he wanted to. Sliding his hands on your warm skin and teasing you in your sleep. Make you whine and beg for things that you don't even know he's doing to you. He'd corrupt you inside out, making sure every part of you is tainted by him.

"Belphie..." You whine at him for attention on one night. "Closer.. please... I'm still cold."

"Don't blame for what I might do MC. I can't hold back if you keep being this needy. It's already hard keeping my hands to myself when I watch you sleep."

"You want touch me don't you?," You smiled cheekily, "When I'm asleep? You want have me all to yourself don't you?"

"So you're allowing me, MC?", Belphie said, slipping his hands into your pajamas. You nibbled at his nose and pushed yourself away. "Hmm maybe someday..."

Belphie was dozing off at Diavolo's meeting as usual when you tilted your head towards him and looked at him with your cutesy tired eyes.

"Can I nap on you for a while?" You ask as you lay your head on his shoulder."You can do whatever you want to me."

He stiffened at the contact and your words. You sure are bold today MC, careful he might use that against you.

After the meeting was done, there was not another word from him. The next thing you know you were in the planetarium with him, bouncing on his lap, making you see double the stars that were in the sky.

#obey me #obey me smut #obey me nsft #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphie #obey me ask #obey me belphegor #obey me imagine #obey me kink #so sorry it took so long to write this #also apologies because this must be such a pain in the ass to scroll through! #can someone teach me how to do it the keep reading link thing in the middle please #i use my phone for this ans couldn't find anything to do it

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Embry’s Imprint

Genre: Imprinting!Au; Fluff

Pairing: Reader!Bella’s little sister X Embry Call

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Y/N Pov's It has been a few months since I moved in with my dad and my older sister, I didn't come at the same time as Bella because I was helping my mom moved in with Phil at their new house but I'm finally in Forks again next to my sister. Right now, I'm later and I'm getting ready to Bella's graduation party at the Cullen's house, and yes I know their secret, Bella tells me everything but I meet them and I know they are good and never going to hurt me. Just finishing my light make up and straight my dress a little I hear Bella calling my name from downstairs. "Coming!" I say picking up my phone and go to her.

"Not wearing a dress to your party?" I ask joking knowing she wouldn't hear it. "Not a chance." She says and both of us went to her truck and go to the Cullen's place.

We enter the house and go up the stairs and immediately Bella was jumped by Angela who wave at me and Jessica who ignored me, they start talking and I look around seeing the house full and with loud music for the first time. Angela and Jessica finish talking to Bella and leave to go dancing. "Have you seen Edward?" She asks me. " No. Sorry." I say, and I leave her near the stairs looking around the house enjoying the party until I see Bella talking to a huge black hair guy, so I walk towards her.

 "Hey Bella!" I say making her and the other boy look at me until I accidentally go against someone. "Sorry!" I say and then I look up and see the most beautiful brown eyes I haver saw in my life. We stay like that for a few minutes looking on each other eyes and I start feeling weird, like peace and loved and I couldn't stop looking at the handsome boy in front of me.

Embry Pov's

I enter the leeches house with Jacob and Quil because Jacob wanted to see Bella. We go up the stairs and Jacob finds Bella right away, so he goes to talk to her while me and Quil stay a little behind, I look around looking at the people partying not knowing they are in danger in this leeches house then suddenly someone goes against me. "Sorry!" I hear the girl saying, I look at her and see the most beautiful girl I ever seen in my life and I couldn't take my eyes of her and the moment I looked at her I imagine us together, our wedding, us with our two kids and that's when I realize. "Shit....I imprinted!"

"Embry! EMBRY!" I hear finally taking my eyes of the beautiful girl. "Did you do it?" Jacob asks. "I think I did." I answer him looking at him in fear and excited. "My man! Congratulations!" Quil says patting my back laughing. "Did what?" My imprint asks confused. "Don't you say...MY LITTLE SISTER!" Bella says angry and my imprint looks at Bella even more confused. "She's so beautiful." I say not really listening to Bella and only looking at my imprint. "You know he really has no choice to whom he imprints." Jacob says to Bella. "Better him than Paul." Bella says watching us.

Y/N Pov's I wanted to hear what Bella was saying to the boy but I couldn't concentrate with this handsome boy in front of me and that's when I notice him talking to me. "Hi! I'm Embry Call! What's your name?" He says putting his hand in front of me to shake. "Hi! I'm Y/N Swan, Bella's little sister." I say taking is hand, and we stay like that looking at each other smiling. "Cough." We hear the other boy fake coughing and I see Embry glaring at him, he looks back to me smiling. "Would you like to go outside, to talk?" He asks nervous, I look at Bella for approval who nods and smile at me. "I would like that." I say to Embry and still holding my hand he took me outside.

We keep walking and talking a lot through the woods until Embry stops right in the middle of a clearing and looks at the moon, I stop beside him and look at the moon too. "I need to tell you something." He says and I look at him waiting not saying anything. "What I'm going to tell you, please let me explain everything and please don't be scared." He says making me worried but for some reason I nod and stayed. "I'm part of the a tribe, the Quileute tribe and that I'm a werewolf, which means I turn into a huge wolf." He says laughing nervous and I stay there in shock looking at him. "And the most surprise part is that is not what I'm scared to tell you. Here it goes. Because of being a wolf we have this thing calling imprint and I imprint on you." He says looking into my eyes. "What does imprint means?" I ask confused. "Imprint means that when we imprint on someone we become unconditionally bound to that person for the rest of our life and you...you are my soulmate." He says nervous. "Does Bella know all this?"I ask. "Yes." He says.

"Show me." I say. "What?" He asks. "Show me your wolf." I say. "Oh. Ok. You kind of have to look away because I need to take my clothes off." He says nervous ans embarrassed. "Oh! No problem." I say turning my back to him blushing at the thought of him naked and then I hear a huge sound, I turn around and I see a huge blue grey wolf looking at me, sensing my nervous the wolf, Embry, lays down putting his head on his huge paws. "Embry is it really you?" I ask and the wolf nods, and I go forward petting his head, I sit on the ground and Embry puts his head on my lap, and we stay there me petting his fur. "You're stupid." I say making him look at me. "To think that I would run scared, I'm Bella's sister and I know the existence of vampires you really though I would run away of a wolf?" I say smirking making him bark. Then he suddenly changes back and jumps towards me making us both lay on the floor with him on top of me. "I love you." He says. "I love you too." I say, and he kisses me for the first time and then looks at me with love.

"But please get of me and put some clothes on." I say not looking at him any more. "Yes ma'am!" He says getting up.

Note: Hope you like it! @kpopgirlbtssvt​ It was my first not BTS story so I hope it’s good!

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◇◆Ailey Villains Gallery: Scarecrow◇◆

Scarecrow's face claim: Adrien Brody

Secret vs Scarecrow! How did they met?

Ailey (Secret) and Scarecrow met 'thanks' to Batman:

One night in Gotham, Scarecrow infiltrated the Iceberg Lounge with the intention to Kill some of Penguin's Henchmen.

With a more "upgraded" (and letal) version of his fear gas.

Just as a way to send a message to Oswald who had stolen some of his gas and now was selling it for a very high price on the dark market.

To prevent Batman from intervening, Scarecrow convinced Riddler and Dr Pig to create a "distraction" (if murdering almost 11 people between the two and then make an "spectacle" about it, can be called like that) for the Bat.

And unfortunately when the "Caped Crusader" realized it was a trap (thanks to one of Riddler's "funny" riddles) he was already too far from the building.

Too far from stopping Scarecrow.

He analyzed all of his options pretty fast: he couldn't send Damian, he was with him, Dick was in Blüdhaven, He already send Tim after Riddler and Steph after Pig, Cass and Barbara where in another state with the Birds of prey, Duke and Kate where teaming up to solve a crime involving a new rising homicidal cult and Jason…he wasn't in good terms with Jason…again…and he losed his track at least 2 weeks ago.

And so…he reluctantly took the phone and dialed the number of the one person he could think of.

Ailey was doing the usual: shouting angrily and throwing a tantrum towards her employees (like the good little tyrant she is) for a last minute cancellation of 4 of the stellar models for the upcoming Winter collection of SVELLYO. When all of a sudden she received a call from the one and only: Bruce fucking Wayne.

—B! What a perfect timing! Is not bothersome at all!—she remarked the words sarcastically annoyed a tone that sounded like the venomous hissing of a snake.

—Listen Ailey, I don't have time for thi-

She cut him off

—What a coincidence! Neither do I, B's man! Byee~

—Ailey…—He didn't shout at her but his more menacing (than usually) tone, make her feel like he did; it was a voice tone that Bruce normally just used when he was with Joker and when he used it. Oh boy, You just knew the man ain't taking any shit.

—Listen to me. And listen. C A R E F U L L Y. Scarecrow is in the Iceberg Lounge it's 2 minutes away from you by flying. I need you to go after him and prevent whatever he's up to against Cobblepot.—He said a little more ""nicer"" (if it's even possible) this time, but still with a hint of frustration in his voice.

—yeah…well…I also need this little favor, B—Bruce was about to fucking lose it in that moment, there where lives in danger and this CHILD was just thinking of herself!! But before he could lash out at her with a "I'm dissapointed" speech; Damian took the phone.

—He said he'll do it, you have my word. Now…Go! —Robin said without thinking twice

—Thank you, my zelenyy*! I'm on my way! —and with an Angry Bruce Lashing out at every single thing on earth on the background, Ailey hanged up, wrote a quick note to his secretary, asking him to give all of her employees a rise (including him, of course) and sprinted out to SVELLYO's roof top; without a word to the perplexed staff.

Once she stood there.She could feel the cold night breeze hitting her face and without any doubt she jumped abruptly from one of the highest points in the city.

Her eyes opened at the middle of his falling, adrenaline and renewed energy cursing trough her veins, her blonde hair replaced with a glowing rose gold, a metalic blue growing in her gaze and her outfit conveniently transformed on an all black bodysuit with slight hints of gold on the bottom of her sleeves.

His whole body defying gravity, flying through the night sky with the same grace and glory of a swan and leaving a subtle trace of light glowing pink as she passed by.

She arrived at the Iceberg Lounge back entrance at least 5 seconds earlier from what Batman had predicted.

Penguin's henchmen where all gathered in what appeared to be a small cellar on the very back of the casino, they were complaining about an out of the blue"meeting".

Secret (Ailey) assumed it was Scarecrow's way to get them all in the same place and avoid any unnecessary complications.

With extreme caution she stood and watched near the skylight, trying to fade away her own slightly glowing nature with the moonlight.

Her eyes searched quickly inside the room, ans she soon spotted atleast 6 gas tanks oddly put in some of the poorly lighted corners of the cellar.

But no sign of the maniac

Or so she though until the abrupt pain in her neck and the obscure presence behind her sooner than later make her realize; she wasn't alone.

She could feel the infernal pain from the toxin filling his lungs and cutting her breath and her vision becoming a little bit dizzy.

—You should know better than spying on people, dear…It might not end up being what you expected—his voice was deep and unforgiving, a condescending tone and the weight of countless sleepless nights leaked through every word.

She tried to speak but only felt her throat closing.

—Now, now, dear…all will end up soon. —His tall and lanky figure covered by worn out clothes to match his own psychotic aesthetic made him look intimidating. And without any glimpse of empathy he proceeded to toss her body aside with a kick like if she was a filthy dead rat, and continue to watch expectantly to the ignorant henchmen above.

He was waiting, waiting for one of them to foolishly reveal where his beloved toxin was and after a couple of minutes one of them casually mentioned a secret basement where the most important items waited patiently for whoever was able to afford his almost ridiculously expensive price.

Crane smiled wickedly to himself…he had just what he wanted…almost.

He activated the slightly hidden tanks of fear gas and watched in admiration as some of the henchmen faces started to change into a horrified expression.

—Head's up, asshole!—He didn't even had time to process the situation properly, when Secret's hands where at both sides of his head, the tip of her fingers illuminated and emanating Rose gold strings of pure energy attaching themselves to Crane's mind.

And at that exact moment he remembered: the pain, the panic, the fear.

The very first time he tested his toxin, was on himself: he was laying in to that dirty old shack for what felt like an eternity; he screamed and begged and yet the hallucinations didn't leave him, his mind was racing with the most horrible thought it could possibly even consider, everything so real and yet so distant. He felt hopeless.

And the delicate strings clinging tight around his mind. Lord, what a bittersweet nostalgia! He felt the same, the same way as the first time, he could hear the screams, the voices, the endless discontent. But couldn't find anything around him…just…hollow and for some strange reason…that scared the shit out of him.

Ironically it had been years since the last time Crane felt genuine fear.

When Crane woke up, he was already in that horrible place: a worn out cell from Arkham

But strangely he didn't feel any kind of anger or frustration. No…he felt…elated in the best way possible almost like if he had reborn!

And so…he stood there; staring blankly at the small window with an almost devilish smile across his face.

Waiting for the next encounter

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Ailey felt so proud of herself, she had successfully managed to knock out Scarecrow, control the gas leak and save Penguin's henchmen! All alone! And even took the liberty to recover all of Crane's toxin samples Penguin had!

She couldn't wait to see Bruce's face, Oh that man owed her BIG TIME!

When Bruce and Damian finally arrived at the Batcave, he was welcomed by her.

She looked like a 10 year-old who approved one of his test and was proudly showing off the paper to his parents.

Wich made Bruce smile…a little (even if he doesn't admit to it)

—See? You can trust me, B!—she said handing him the samples.

—So you send him to Arkham? Hmm…honestly I didn't though you'll made it…but good job…I guess…?—Damian admitted, while taking off his mask.

—Well, I'm glad I'm not THAT disappointing, sir! —Her tone expressing the sarcasm and slight frustration and offence in every word. Which Damian only replayed with a faint little smile.

—…Good Job, Ailey…—Bruce spoke for the first time since they arrived

—…and thank you for your help…—He completed with a slightly more """friendly""" tone (which just means less stiffness in his voice but still maintaining his authoritarian tone)

—yeah…well…don't thank me yet…we had a deal!—She said while playfully floating around him and touching the ears of his Bat-suit; Bruce could only do as much as to touching the bridge of his nose trying to contain his very obvious nuisance.

—…What do want? —He said sighing heavily.

—Nothing much, really! I want You, Damian, Dick and Katy modeling for SVELLYO winter collection catwalk, next week! —

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OMG! That was fun! I was going to put a small and cute little drawing of Ailey touching the ears of the Bat-suit but I still haven't finished yet! So yeah…I will edit it once I have it done!

Anyway! I loved writing this, and I will be uploading more content for Ailey, wich now she has her official anti-hero name! And is called

🥁🥁🥁🥁

Secret!

Shout out to @melyaliz / @insideoflit for the name idea! I honestly struggle so much with names 😅

Thanks to @Shiro.GURu (on insta) for helping me with this! Love ya, girl <3

Tagging: @lobodesaturno @snowflake2sstuff @lord-carstairs @weam0theblueblues @morefarthanaway

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[chloe-spade]

iZombie Au: Sander Sides

You think your life would harder when you become an adult or get a job you hated the most?

The day my life went...south..for me and for everyone around me.

The day of a The Lake Washington Massacre...

I was a very known surgeon, doctor and nurse. I was very known for it.

Oh my name? My name is Virgil Dusk, a former loved doctor and a loving boyfriend to fiance to....

A brain-eating zombie....

"Sir?"

Virgil looked up at the saleswomen.

"Oh...sorry."Virgil muttered taking the purple die from the women's hand and quickly zoomed away, eyes avoiding every person who walked past him.

Virgil Dusk

28 years old

Has been a Zombie for 4 years straight

He still remembered that day like it was yesterday.

*4 years ago*

"Seeya Virge!"Some co-workers shouted as they aproched their cars.

"Hello, my dear chemically imbalance romance~!"A voice came in front of Virgil.

His fiance, Roman Delightful, his high school sweetheart to the end.

Virgil jumped and laughs."Roman!"

Roman held Virgil in his arms and gave him a tender kiss.

Virgil giggles and pushes him away."Ok,Ok! Are you ready for our date night."

"You bet."

"Hey, Virge! Wanna go to this sweet boat party?" Said Harold Johnson, Virge's co-worker, and a total party animal.

"Seriously? Uh...I'm not much of a party person let alone be being a extrovert in general..that's Roman."

"I think it's a great idea to celebrate your promotion of this amazing job."

Virgil sigh in defeat and kisses Roman's cheek."Wait for me when I get back?"

"Of course."

Virgil Smiles and follows Harold to the car and went off to the boat party.

But it wasn't what Virgil expected.

Virgil stared down at his cup of tea as he look at guys chugging on a weird drink and their eyes turns a deep red and growls left their mouths.

Virgil gasp and trembled as he saw the horrifying imagery as people's skulls opens ans brains were eaten.

Virgil ran off the boat ignoring his badly scratched arm and jumped into the ocean like it was no tomorrow for him.

As Virgil's eyes open, he could only see yellow and he burst his open his bag he was surprisingly in and coughs up the water he gulped.

He looked around and see a scared ambulance men running as fast as he could.

Once I woke up...I suddenly felt the urge to eat... brains....

It was an unexpected urge...but I felt like I needed it...more then anything..

*Now*

Virgil gets up from his bed and groans as the his night was another sleepless one.

He gets up to change to a nice black buttoned shirt and his normal black and purple knitted jacket, grabbing his headphones and phone and trotted to the kitchen, greetings by an unexpected hug.

"Oh, Virgil, why you look...oddly cute as ever." Mrs. Dusk cooed."And I like the purple aesthetic you did with your hair. It's worked."

Virgil cracked info a small smile.

"Hey, kiddo!" greeted his roommate and bestie since high school, Patton.

Patton

31 years old

Virgil's bestest friend/roommate

"Hey, Pat."He said with a smile.

Patton is unaware of Virgil's newly zombie habits, and Virgil prefers to keep it that way cause how fragile Patton is.

"Oh, got to get to work. Also, make sure to pick up my costume for fhd Halloween expo tonight, I'd hate to be there without a costume.

"I'm just happy that you're participating."Thomas, Virgil's younger brother, said with his usual goofy smiles that Virge loved.

"I'm glad to be with the-!?"

"There for the family?"

Virgil Blushes and looks up to see Roman."Come on, it'll at least help us to get what we lost?"

Virgil chuckles."Sure thing."

Roman Delightful

30 years old

Virgil's ex-fiance to current boyfriend.

It's weird to reunite a spark with Roman after I broke things off our of fear but he was to determined to get me back so I let him have a second chance so he won't stop nagging me..

"But seriously, I need to get to work.", Virgil said, leaving the house and walks to the Police Department at the 6th floor at the city's morgue.

"You're lucky to be on time, Virgil."Said a harsh gone, placing the body on the table.

"Nice to see you too, Logan."

Logan Smith

Age 37

Virgil's boss and an extremely smart man

Virgil chuckles and puts in his labcoat and walks down.

"I am sorry for that tone but I am going to be a little more softer."

Virgil worked in Medical PhD for the last 2 years so he can the brains to eat.

"Hey, we just got a body!"Said the cops.

"Duty calls." Virgil shrugs and walks, along with Logan to the park where a women was taken to the hospital.

"Ohh...my god, she's smells..." Virgil gagged and looks away.

"Melissa Margolis, age 55, married with two kids, one's moved away to Canada for college and one is a high school student, known for her smart personality. She's a so called soccer mom.."

"According to her completion, she has been dead for at least 10 hours before someone discovering her inside that Roseburg bush."

"Huh.."

"It's a rare bush."

"She loves roses and planted this specific one here."Said Mr. Margolis."This women found her."

Virgil and Logan starred at the women and gasp.

"Juliet Farin...no thank you."

"We have a no-such-luck relationship.."

Virgil scoffed."The thing is that she tried to ruin me and my boyfriend's relationship..when we got back together, and she went crazy on me."

Urusla sighs."Hope your physic powers help you."

*back in the morgue*

"I'm not staying she had the right idea...she just showed a bit craziness."

"Why is she specifically after you?"Urusla asked

Urusla

29 years old

Homicide officer for 5 years.

When I broke things off with Roman, she hooked up with him and used him for money basically. The reason she broke things off with him was because the stuff Roman bought were my standard of favorite things. She didn't like it. And broke up with him and now he's back with me and she hates it.

"Cheers for a trying soccer mom..and may the odds of losing my voice in my favor.." Virgil prayed and took a bit of his brain egg omulet.

"Didn't think you pray of being a mom.."

"That's Patton's job."

"True."

As soon as I gulped it down i felt an urge to run to Roman and give him a big hug and kiss for missing him to much. She's a perfect wife too.

*Next day*

"So, where were you around 2:30 to 3:00."Urusla asked Keith Margolis, hef husband who was sitting next to the table in front of them.

"At work, I usually work at 6am to 7:45pm."

"Poor thing...you must be very exhausted."Virgil whines, his hands trembling.

She has major anxiety... I can go with this

"That's what Melissa would say, always feel bad for me at every turn. Her anxiety was pretty bad, it wasn't like a disorder or anything it just...it can lead to a certain paranoia phase she would have..it would annoy a few, like Hailey, our daughter before she left fof college, but soon we got used to it cause we love her."

Urusla groans."So she was very heighted?"

"Yes, very so."

The conversation was interuppted by a huge bang by a accidental coffee spillage to the wall.

That's when Virgil's first vision in this brain started.

*The Vision*

Keith angry banged the table pointing his finger at Melissa.

"If this doesn't end, I can and I will go back to my mistress to get away from you!!"

*vision ends*

Virgil gasp as he looks around.

"You had a mistress?"

Kieth stopped his talking immediately.

"Did you or did you not?" Virgil ordered angrily.

"Yes! I did have a mistress, it was because I got so tired of her worry I left the house. And met Isabel."

"Can we call her in?"Urusla asked, her arms folding."You got your alibi."

A few minutes, Isabel walked in to the room, and sat down, glaring at Virgil."I heard about you, boyfriend kisser."

"You accidentally kiss a guy in school and you're new name is "Boyfriend Kisser"..."Virgil sighed.

"Where were you at the time at the murder."

"Talking to Hailey, she was visiting my place since we had a... special bond...Hailey never got along with Melissa, she would tell me, Melissa was a very strict mom, and never did things that she didn't approve of Hailey of doing. That was unfair cause when Jennifer was born, she let her do anything she wanted. Because Jennifer was a sporty type like her, adventurous, snarky too. So Hailey was glad to get out of state to college."

"So you and Hailey both can prove it."

"Yes."

Virgil looked to see Logan mentioning him to leave the room.

Virgil got up and went to Logan.

"I found something... Intriguing in her jacket. Divorce papers, 2 weeks delivered before the murder."

"So Keith was planning to divorce her anyway."

"Yes, and I also found out that they got married in October 29, somewhere in the 1998s, And look is born after."

"Hailey Margolis, born November 5th, 1998."

"So?"

"In your terms, you might say, she 'baby-trapped' him."

"And probably did it again when it came to Jennifer. She was processive of him.."

"He had motive." Urusla said behind them."If she did those things, that means..."

"There's more."Logan added."Melissa was granted 1,500,000 grand from him. Keith is wealthy, from a wealthy background so it's no surprise that..."

"A gold-digger?"Patton interuppted."You forgot your lunch, Logan."

"I told you, you don't have to, Pat."

"Well I wanted to."

*In a vision*

Hailey looked up from her book in an angry matter."What if you wanted to!? You realized you out dad in a lot of misery! He had to drop everything cause of us!"

*Vision ends*

"She wanted to do that. She wanted to baby trap Keith...and that causes him to go angry and find a witness."

"Isabel mentioned that her and Keith met on January, little more than 5 month ago. And according to her apparence, she's pregnancy. Turns out he was planning to raise the baby with her and leave the family."

"So she sent the divorce papers but got him back."

*Hailey's interrogation*

"Isabel said you were with her for the last few hours of your mother's murder."

"I was. I was overly excited to be her new daughter since Dad found the divorce papers. That's when we got a call from Jennifer saying that we both rot in hell."

"So Jennifer hated Isabel."

"Dearly with all her heart. She always says that Isabel ruined the family, but in reality, it was mom. She baby trapped him with me and his life was screwed."

"And when was this phone call?"

"Around 2:54 to 3:00, she kept ranting."

"The murder weapon wasn't present. She was poisoned." Logan said, from behind Virgil.

"We couldn't identity it. But we knew it was dangerous and the name is so Russian I can't even say it. But it was used for tea and other liquids."

"Isabel did used to work at a factory, for poisoning goods. She stopped once she became Pregnant..."

"It was a gift. So I accepted it and then one day I found it missing. Both Jennifer and Hailey were with me but Keith payed a visit and ..."

"Hs stole it and he used it on her coffee...she drinks it around 3:00, her coffee break.."

*The final interrogation*

"So, it wasn't easy to crack."

"It's was so."Virgil said, standing up."You stole Isabel's poison from her place and used it on her coffee, and then you gave it to her and took her to the park and saw her faint down as she drink her whole coffee, organs and brain stopped working and she was dead. This was so you didn't have to pay her for child support and the funds you owe her after the divorce."

"Exactly. She baby trapped me twice and you think I was gonna let that slide?! She ruined my life and my family's reputation as a whole cause she wanted me all to herself."

"Keith Margolis, you have the right to remain silent, anything you or say will be against you in court."

Something sparked inside me when I was said those words. It reminded me of me...when I was with Roman. I did kiss him accidentally but it wasn't a regret, like how Melissa fooled her husband. It was a need, but needs can be poisoning and some lead to unsatisfactory in a person. But there's was one thing I didn't regret? Going to that boat party. If I haven't gone, I would never learn anything about myself with the help of the brains I have eaten, I would never face myself to tell Logan about me being a zombie. And now I'm back to be with Roman again....so... somethings you may regret could be things you'd never regret cause who knows what impact it has on your life. Good or bad....

Virgil came home to find Roman.

"Welcome back."Roman greeted.

"Hey, can we talk...I've been thinking about...us, we've drifted since that boat party and now we're back together...so I don't regret being with you again cause it opens my eyes for the past year of us being together...it made me miss out on the things we...loved .. about each other and..."Virgil's voice started to break and Roman pulled him into a tight hug.

"I know you do...but since we dated... And now we're back to were we are..and now I've decided...to.."Roman picked out Virgil's old wedding ring out of his pocket."Thank we try again...for marriage?"

Virgil's tears couldn't stop rolling down and nods."Of course...I'd regret it if I did say no,.... I love you so much."

Roman pulls Virgil into a warm embrace and kisses his forehead and said,"No matter who you are, Zombie or human..I will love you no matter what..."

This took 5 hours....but I'm glad I did it!...but ouch..

But enjoy this little segment to my favorite show ever.

(if you wanna watch it, it's on Netflix)

#roman sanders #logan sanders #thomas sanders #sanders sides #virgil sanders #prinxiety #logicality #patton sanders #icey's izombie au

[livelovelaug-h]

Irreplaceable you pt 2

Sam x reader

Warnings- cancer: sad times. Angst. :(( Grab the tissues still.

"So I decided to cut out gluten. That was like the first thing that I did. I would just like wake up in the morning and feel like totally fatigued. Just like, "eh."

You laugh. This could be good. Next girl.

"You know, um his job he doesn't really like talking about it." She laughs. ?

Next girl. "You know what's funny I have a cat named Sam."

"oh okay."

"yeah." Nope. "Thank you."

You're writing down on some papers a few notes notes: too slutty. Too needy. Too freaky. Too neurotic.

Next girl.

"So it says on your online profile you were Phi Beta Kappa?" You ask.

"I had no life in college." You laugh.

"And now you're a researcher for the National Institute of Health?"

"Yes. Still have no life. I'm just... I'm just tired of being alone. I'm where I want to be career-wise, and I really would like to settle down and have a family."

She adds: "sorry, Natural caretaker. Also overbearing neurotic."

"I'm the same way." You say. "Um... Let's set up a date."

"Okay. Um, just... If I could just be honest with you, um, I just don't quite understand why a man would send his assistant to pre-interview women. I just... I don't get it. "

"Yeah, um... Here's the deal." She could tell by your face.

"Sally! Please don't hold it against him!" She starts walking away.

"This is the craziest thing like ever!"

You started picking up the papers to go catch the girl but you ran into in the waitress. "Oh, shit. Oh, sorry! I'm sorry! "

"No, I got it."

"It's kind of a long story."

"I... I think I heard it. I mean, I know I shouldn't, but spying on the customers is like the only thing that makes this job halfway bearable. You are way more interesting than most. "

"I know, it's unusual." You say.

"Yo, dude, I think it's awesome. Like, my mom died seven years ago. I was in high school. And after she passed, my dad spent every night alone. And I tried to tell him, "Go out. Live life. Find someone." But not just anyone. The right person. "

"Exactly. Which is hard."

She laughs "Right. imean, do you have any like friends or anything that could like take him off your hands?"

"Yeah his brother but not anyone that would get this girl stuff."

"Right. I mean, the thing is, finding the right one is actually about volume. You should host a mixer, like, invite some people."

"Yeah, right. Nothing says "fun" like a mixer hosted by your dying girlfriend."

"I mean, I'm having an art opening... at this gallery space on Friday. you could use it as a front.You, like, wouldn't even need to be there. And... And an art opening could bring together some really interesting women. Like the right types. Not that there wouldn't be some people there with like interested in the free snacks, but... "

"I wouldn't want to..."

"No, honestly, dude, you'd be doing me a real solid."

you laugh. I'm y/n.

"I'm Mira."

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"A hundred and fifty dollars? This place is a rip-off. I could make this myself one week tops." Myron says.

"Focus, please. We just need to freshen up Sam's look a little."

"Why is that again?"

" Trust me. Any woman that meets him

is gonna want to shop for him. The wrong one will put him in these. He wears all plaid all the time"

"What are you doing?" You ask myron.

"What?"

"You're the only one who gets to make bad decisions because you're dying? Terminal cancer. Put it on my bill. "

"You're just so cool with everything. I'm not cool with any of this.

"I've been dying longer than you have. You get better at it. "

"How?"

"Well, it's like this vest. At first it's, "Why is that old man wearing that horrible vest? Pretty soon I become the vest guy. After that, you realize that you'd hardly recognize me without it. I look comfortable in it. It's a part of me, so... you accept it. "

"I don't think I can ever accept you in that vest."

"No?" He asks.

"Try this on. I want to see what it'll look like on Sam."

"Okay."

"But let me pair it with some skinny jeans."

Laughs.

"Okay. I look three days younger. "

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"These... Oh! They're cutting off my circulation. Seriously, my ankles are tingling, my feet are asleep."

"You look hot!"

"It's just... Can I ask what this is about?"

"Just some retail therapy. "

"Right. And where am I supposed to put my phone?"

"Now... Okay, this jacket is dry clean only. Which means, if I'm not around, do not put this in the laundry."

"I know what that means y/n."

"Oh. Shit. Laundry. All right, so... In here." You walk to the washer and he asks:

"Really?"

" Okay, so... "

" I know how to turn it on."

"Yeah, but colors, whites, delicates."

".. Right."

"The dryer sometimes gets stuck, so, uh, you just give it two kicks. you kick it twice Right here. Like that. And it will generally unstick itself."

Sam kicks it twice.

"Exactly."

"Uh, this dial is the minutes. It tells you how much time you have left.......... um, If the time runs out..... before the clothes are ready, you just... turn the dial."

"Hmm. Wait." You say feeling uneasy.

" What?"

[groaning] "are you okay?"

You start coughing and head towards the sink. You start throwing up.

"yeah I have that effect on women." You both laugh. "Too soon...?"

You say "yeah too soon."

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Her and her nightly what ifs. It was adorable though.

"What if I had run away and joined a cult?"

"I guess I would have to join too."

"What if relationships between cult members was frowned upon?"

"Like an asexual cult?"

"Yeah. And you couldn't do an intervention and get me out because I was totally brainwashed."

"Hmm. Well, I guess I would have to become a rival cult leader, re-brainwash you. according to my philosophy, and then steal you away into my cult, which would be a sex cult."

You start dying with laughter.

"What if I were exactly like me, except I had really terrible halitosis. I would get you a mint. Or I would destroy the olfactory receptors in my nose so that I didn't care."

....."What if I die?

"I would...

never recover." You guys cuddle and go to bed.

~~~~~ the next evening~~~~~~

You Sam and Dean are all In the same room.

"Should I be able to tell that you're circumcised in those jeans? 'Cause I can. And there's not a lot of, uh, room for imagination or your penis in those pants." You says.

"I don't want to go to this. I don't... I don't know anything about art."

You: "Yes you do. Would you relax? She just wants people there."

"Is she hot?" Dean asks.

"Trust me, Dean it will be a target rich environment." Sam answers.

"See? Come on, man. Free food, cute girls." Dean says.

~~~~~~~~~

"Come on, let's do this. " you say.

"How exactly do you know this artist again?"

"We met randomly at a cafe, and we really bonded and...

" When?"

' I... I don't know. I just... I don't want to disappoint her.

"Are you sure you can't come?" He asks you.

I- I don't feel up to it. Trust me.

"Okay. W... Well I'll go, just as long as you stop touching my hair.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey. "

'You're adorable." You say and he huffs a laugh. "Stop that!"

"Oh, he can move in them!"

"No, not really Dean."

Sam to Dean "you know i got a ring right before she told me she was 'pregnant and then now cancer."

"I didn't. You know you could still ask her."

"yeah she'll love that." he says sarcastically.

"it might give her some hope."

"yeah, maybe."

~~~~~~~In The car with myron outside the art meeting ~~~~~~~~~~

"Is he mingling?"

"He's admiring the art."

"Sam doesn't care much about art. Nah, he's just hoping if he keeps himself occupied with an activity, no one will actually talk to him."

[Myron] He's very good-looking.

Can I say that and not be awkward?

"Uh, yeah that's my whole point. What about you and your wife? How'd you two meet?"

"At a party."

"We were in college. We got hitched three years later. "

"That's it? No story?"

"The story came after. Getting married. Life. Building a home. Kids, grandkids."

"Sorry".

"It's okay. I won't know the difference, I guess."

"I just want those things for Sam."

"I have to hand it to you." Myron says.

"What?

"You are stubborn. This might be the worst plan in the world, but you're committed to it, and I like that."

"Yeah, well, don't be too impressed. Hasn't worked yet."

"I don't know about that." He says looking into the binoculars.

"What?" You look into the building.

"Let me see that." Sam is talking to Someone. "No, that's just the girl whose show it is."

[Myron] "So?"

"So she's just doing this as a favor to me. "

"So?"

"So, she's not his type."

"Yeah?"

You: "Oh, no. Don't do the snorty laugh.

"Ugh! He did the snorty laugh. Oh, he does that when he's... "

Myron : "When he's nervous."

"Happy."

"Here. Estelle's hot chocolate." Myron says ans hands you a coffee cup. "It cures whatever ails you. Except cancer."

He cheers "to the things we do for people we love."

~~~~~~~ bedtime ~~~~~

Sam walks in your shared bedroom. "I know you're not really sleeping. Because I know how your breathing sounds when you sleep. Which is something you don't even know about yourself."

laughs

"I know everything about you, y/n, But I have to say, you still know how to shock the hell out of me."

"What do you mean?"

"The clothes. The mixer. "

" Sam... "

"For the record, I am not a dummy. I know what's going on. And I went along with you trying to help me because I know it's helping you. But setting me up? Are you serious?"

"Please. You spend your life fighting monsters and researching all the time. Also always Looking after people."

"Sam, most people don't find what we had... have once, much less twice in a lifetime."

"What we have? You mean, a relationship where one person is... is lying, and sneaking around, and manipulating?*

" It's for your own good!"

"You just tried to manipulate my life! Or you mean a relationship where you have such a low opinion of me, that you truly believe that nobody else on the planet would ever fall for me."

"Obviously not. But that's the whole point!" You're gonna get swarmed, and it's gonna be impossible to find the right person!"

"I already found the right person! Or I thought I had." You

"Y/n/n's, I didn't... You know I didn't mean that. Hey, come here. are you okay?" He hugs you in the bed.

~~~~~~~~~ Sam and Dean sitting in the kitchen~~~~~~~

Sam: "What is she thinking? Does she think I'm completely clueless with women?"

"Dean?"

"No."

"Yeah? No.

" Wait, what?"

"you've just never seen me in action."

"Hm no, no and I never want to."

"What do I do?"

"Look, all you can do is be there for her, however you can. i mean, look, she's got to be scared out of her mind. And right now she needs to know that the worst thing happens.... That you are gonna be okay."

You and Myron go out bird watching. He speaks up : Are you ready to drop this mishigas with Sam?"

"You think I should?"

"Here's what I know: You don't have as much time as you think you do.*

" I don't?"

"No."

"What are you trying to say?" You ask heart racing.

"I'm not saying it, the Buddha did."

"I didn't realize you were Buddhist."

"I'm not, but it stuck with me. And it's true for you. It's true for every person on the planet."

[Myron] I need some snacks. Could you...

Oh. I can't believe you eat those things." You say handing him a bag of cheese curls.

"They're tasty."

"The chemo has clearly destroyed your taste buds."

"Try one".

"They're disgusting."

"Keep going. You get to tasty."

[crunches]. "The second bite is actually not as bad."

Myron: Good for you, too.

~~~~~ later at night~~~~

"Okay. Someone... who hikes." Sam says randomly.

"What?"

In the future, if I ever did this again, which I probably won't, but if I did, and if it makes you feel better to know, it would be with someone who hikes."

" We never hike."

'Because you hate it."

"That's not true."

"We took that one hike up Bear Mountain Six years ago, you complained the entire time."

"That's because hiking is boring. It's basically walking. And walking is something you do to get somewhere. Hiking from your car up a hill and then back to your car is totally pointless."

"Okay". he laughs.

"Duly noted." You say. "Hiking.

"Thank you."

"What else?"

" I like dancing." You scoff.

"I would like to try ballroom dancing classes. You know, like the fox-trot or the waltz, even though... "

"It's lame."

" I know you think it's lame."

''The fox-trot? Seriously?''

" Yeah!"

"How about something just moderately nerdy like swing."

"Is this person for you or for me?

"Okay.".

" Good. I get it. I'll update your profile.

"What profile?"

"This profile."

"God."

"You're welcome".

Next morning on a walk--

"So you've been pretending to be me?"

"you're sick you know that?"

"so?"

"okay so how do you like this profile picture?"

"you took a picture of me sleeping??"

"hey come on I've worked really hard on this. No? You don't okay fine. Want to take another one?"

"yeah let's take another one."

"Okay" he sits down on the bench and smiles. You press the button and bammm.

"what do you think of that?."

"oh it's good!"

"uh huh."

"do it in black and white."

Sam: "are you coming to bed?"

(glass shatters) "oh."

"y/n??" He walks in the room. "Y/n what is it?"

"It's broken."

" Oh, shit."

" It's broken."

"It's okay. We can just... We can get another one. It's fine."

'No, we can't! You gave it to me when we were kids.." you cry but he picks you up and takes you to bed. He holds you all night and lets you cry. He knows this can't be easy.

To be continued

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Couldn't let you go

@do-what-the-knight-tells-you | AO3

I’m very sorry for being late so much. I’m in the middle of my exams, so I’m not in my right mind at the moment and I was so SURE today was the day I should have posted it, but I got it wrong so I’m sorry. Anyway, this is the first chapter, the next will come in a week or so, and there will be around… three or four chapters… for now. I don’t exactly know, it could get bigger. But I hope you like it! I really hope you like it.

by @frostniskare 

NSFW - Hurt Stiles,Soul Bond, Wolf!Derek, Alpha Derek, Alpha Scott, McCall Pack, Hale-McCall Pack, Hale Pack, Bottom Stiles Stilinski, Top Derek, Knotting

A violent cough shook his chest, prompting another scream. “I don’t want him to die!” Stiles tried to answer that. He opened his mouth to speak, but something was choking him- it felt like drowning, and he coughed again, something warm and wet spilling from his lips, something with a metallic taste.

Usually, when everything was reduced to a mess of black, red and white shining spots, blood was being shed.

“Is he breathing? Please, fuck, tell me he’s still-”

Stiles had around fifteen seconds of ringing in his ears and floating sensation before the world started spinning again and with it came back the pain, flaring inside of him.

“-n you hear me? Stiles, can you hear me? He’s not ans-”

Someone was screaming, he realized, but it took hima while to understand it was him. How did it happen? How did he get hurt? The last thing he could remember was red eyes… and a hot white pain in his guts. Then a sound of breaking bones and here he was, harshly breathing.

“-n’t you dare sleep, Stiles, I swe- kill you if you tr-”

A violent cough shook his chest, prompting another scream. People were all over him, but he couldn’t recognize the voices, couldn’t recognize the silouhettes, couldn’t do anything but focus on the pain.

“-ott, let me do it. Let me Bite him, let me save him!”

“Derek, Stiles doesn’t want to be like us, he just-”

A strong roar seemed to vibrate through Stiles’ body. “I don’t want him to die!”

Stiles tried to answer that. He opened his mouth to speak, but something was choking him- it felt like drowning, and he coughed again, something warm and wet spilling from his lips, something with a metallic taste. He heard someone scream his name, but the words fainted again, hard to understand their meaning, hard to stay awake.

Before the world went black, he heard just one whisper, one he couldn’t understand.

“Use your spark, Derek. Your Alpha spark.”

Something has changed.

He started being able to feel the power inside of him after Doc told him about his spark. He started being able to feel the magic running along with his blood, to focus on it and find its core inside his chest, close to his heart.

Now, focusing on it, it feels different. It is different. His spark once shined bright white when he closed his eyes, but now… now he can see blue, green and under it all… red. His spark is enveloping the red, a warm magic embrace of sorts, like it’s protecting it. He doesn’t understand. Spark aren’t red; wolves are.

He focuses on the red light more, that’s when he feels it. He feels the wolf inside of him, protected by his magic, using its power, giving its own in return in an endless bond. When he feels it, the wolf feels him too; the red intensifies as the wolf tips its head back and howls.

Something has changed.

There’s a wolf inside of him. It’s an Alpha.

Waking up with the sun right in your fucking face when the last time you had your eyes open it was pitch black outside was a bitch, Stiles could attest to that.

“Someone please turn off the sun” he mumbled, still not daring to open his eyes, not even knowing if he was alone or not, except he knew there was someone there. He thought he heard a gasp as soon as he spoke, then the fucking sun went away and the place turned dark enough for him to lift his eyelids just that bit to look around.

Firstly he noticed was that it wasn’t a hospital room. In fact it was… it was his room, Stiles’ room. Secondly, he felt the dull but strong pain in every single cell of his body. Thirdly, apparently the sun didn’t go away, but simply someone was directly in front of the window, shielding him from its light.

“Thank God you’re alive, son.” Stiles knew that voice. “We were starting to think you weren’t gonna make it.”

“Hey, daddy-o” His dad looked ill, for the lack of a better word: pale skin, red, puffy eyes like he had been crying, lips stretched in a thin line of concern. “You know me, hard to get rid of. How long have I been out?”

Noah hesitated. “Two weeks. We were starting to lose hope.”

The relief Stiles had felt for being alive suddenly crashed under the fear of leaving his own father alone. Of leaving his friends alone. A strange, tugging feeling made itself present inside his chest when he thought about his pack, but the human decided to not pay it too much attention for the moment.

He fell silent, trying to gauge what to say next. “What happened?”

“They took you to Deaton,” Noah sighed. “Scott thought about taking you to the hospital, but everyone had their own wounds and no one could take there without setting off some kind of investigation. So they took you to the vet, called Melissa and patched up as good as possible.”

“Scott called you next?”

“No, it was Derek,” Stiles’ eyebrows climbed to his hairline. “He phoned me as soon as Doc judged you stable. He also helped me bringing you home.”

“Where is Derek now? Where’s the pack?” he tried to get up, but pain flared like fire from his guts, forcing him to lay back down even if the sheriff tried blocking him as well. “Please tell me no one died.”

“Calm down, son” Noah responded. “You’re the only one stupid enough to be in the way of an alpha werewolf without super healing powers.”

“I know, I know, fragile human skin and all of that. But Erica needed saving, and who better than her Batman could help?” he tried to turn it into sarcasm, but it came out a little too serious. His father looked exasperated and proud at once.

“And I wouldn’t have it any other way.” He stood up, moving away from the bed, the sun now free to stab Stiles’ eyes again. “I’m going to call the others, they’re going to be sick worried for you. Actually I’m surprised they’re not still here, especially Derek.”

Again, Stiles felt something tug in his chest, tugging towards the door. “What about him now?”

“He stayed here all the time, basically moved in the guest room.” Noah stopped in the middle of the room. “Is there anything I should know, Stiles?”

The boy felt a blush warming his cheeks. “Well, it was just a matter of time before the guy lost his damned mind, if that’s what you mean.” And in that right moment, they both noticed a figure in the doorway, leaning against the wall. The tug inside Stiles settled like it had never been there.

“Pot, kettle” said Derek, speaking low as if louder would have hurt the human. Surprisingly, Stiles didn’t answer, he just… stared. And stared. And stared.

He almost casually noticed the werewolf’s ears turning a bright pink before his dad cleared his voice. “Well, I’m… I’m going. To call Scott, yes, I’m going to call Scott and tell the others you’re okay” he basically fled, leaving the two guys alone, both deadly silent.

“You can…” Stiles coughed awkwardly. “You can sit, you know. I’m not going to bite.”

Derek nodded, but stayed where he was. “Much better here, I don’t want to risk getting infected by your masochist streak and get claws in my stomach.”

Stiles felt his face turn scorching hot. “For the record, I got it from you, so no risk possibly existing.”

The alpha wisely chose to not reply, instead coming to sit where the sheriff had been just a couple of minutes before. He observed him, attention and concern clear in his colourful eyes, not another word spoken for several long minutes. For all he kept quiet first, Stiles couldn’t really keep his mouth shut for that long.

“How close of a call had that been?” he whispered at last, not breaking eye contact not even for a second, waiting for the answer. Such thing never came, though, and after a while Derek looked away. Stiles almost believed he would not say anything else, but he was wrong.

“Closer then we would have liked” the words were almost whispered, as if Stiles shouldn’t have caught them. Suddenly, a flashback went off in his mind, like a vivid dream.

“-ott, let me do it. Let me Bite him, let me save him!”

“Use your spark, Derek. Your Alpha spark.”

“You wanted to bite me. You thought I wouldn’t make it.” Derek turned so fast Stiles almost worried about whiplash before realizing he spoke outloud and that was why a wide eyed werewolf was ready to flee from the room. He cleared his voice, trying to calm down his suddenly fast heart rate. “I heard you asking Scott, before blacking out. I think I did, at least.”

“You did. But no, you’re still… you.” the Alpha closed his eyes, as if it was hard for him to say it. “The Bite wasn’t that needed in the end.” Right. “You found another way,” he took in a breath. “I also heard someone telling you to use your spark. What does it mean, Derek? What spark?”

“I… The spark is…”

“HOLY SH-You’re alive! You actually made it!” Scott definitely saved Derek from answering, by simply throwing himself on the bed with Stiles, forgetting the fragile, pale human was hurt. Stiles’ answering pained groan wasn’t heard over Derek’s roar. Scott almost roared back, but got control back in time to just flash his red eyes to the Hale Alpha. “Right,” he grimaced. “Guts on the wood floor just two weeks ago. Sometimes I forget you suck at healing, man.”

Stiles stuck out his tongue in a very mature act. “You were even shittier when human, so shut up.” He relaxed back on the bed, watching his best friend get cozy sitting at his side. “So, whatcha doin’? Everyone fine?”

“Yep. We all healed, after all. Except for you, that is.” Scott frowned, suddenly serious. “You almost died, dude. Try and not scare us all like that, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. You know I can’t do that. How’s Erica?”

Derek spoke. “She’s fine. Feeling guilty, but fine. You should probably tell her something when they all come back from their patrolling duty.” He shrugged, not meeting anyone’s eyes for a change, but then he got up, moving towards the hall.

“What, where’re you-” Stiles tried sitting up again. “Derek, we were not done here!” Derek ignored him, like Stiles hadn’t seen that coming. “I’m going to call Deaton, you stay here.”

Stiles let himself fall down, ignoring his pain. “As if I can move.”

Scott tilted his head to the side. “But you can…t. No, you can’t, right, no chance” he bit his lips, like he had said something he shouldn’t have. “Waiting for Doc here.”

Stiles turned to his so-called best friend. “Why do I have the feeling you’re hiding something from me?” the werewolf had always been shit at lying – for most part – and then was no exception. “Like the “You can’t move” stuff.”

Scott sighed, giving up fairly easily. “Technically, you could move. Y’know, go aroung, sit up… Easy moving stuff.” Stiles just looked at him, his face a big loud sarcastic bitchface, trying to convey how much was he calling bullshit in that exact moment.

“What about “guts on the floor two weeks ago”?”

“That’s true, your guts were all over the ground, you were fucking dying!” Scott climbed off the bed. “But you’re healing, so it’s just a matter of how much it hurts.”

“Of course, I’m healing, that’s what a fuctioning human body does when it does not die! It heals, you moron!”

Scott huffed, annoyed. “Yes, but what I mean is that you’re healing faster than a human!”

Stiles froze, heart loud once again, color draining from his face. “What.”

“You’re healing faster. Like… like us.”

“Like us?”

“Like werewolves.”  

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