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ellieslittleburrow · 2 days

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Summary : Your phone dies just when you lied to your father about where you are. How does he react when he finds you?

Warnings : Being chased by somebody

A/N : woo woo! First Beau fic, thanks to @dreamerbouquet 🪷🪷 alsooooooooo, i'm so angry at how my writing is so repetitive yall 😭 i hate it i need a change.

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-- Your phone dies before you get to send that last text..

Fucking hell. You just lied too-you weren't right...quite on Ousel Falls, you're still in the woods near by, limping your way out as you dragged your bicycle through the mud.

You SOMEHOW trip over something and fly forward, landing over a broken branch that brushes your skin just enough to remove it.

Fuckking hell..

Thankfully, you know your way through the vast space and so you walk...and walk, spinning around when a creaking sounds behind you..."Hello?" You say, frantically looking around. Dear god...

Another creak sounds and a figure appears from afar, seemingly running towards you. A gasp escapes your lips and you push away the bicycle before spriting forward, in spite of your aching foot. You run and hop over branches, looking over your shoulder at the person running after you.

You didn't have time to back down, you thought of your father, what he'd do-Thankfully you're only a little under a mile away from the entrance of the woods, and so your feet spring faster-and as you look back once more, you bump into something-which you push away.

"N-No." You push agaisnt it-

"I'ts me, it's me-it's dad."

"We have to go they're com-"

"Calm down, calm down honey-it's just a bunch of kids" Your dad shakes your body gently, leaning close to you to get your attention. "They ran away already, just a bunch of kids."

You take a breather, processing as your heatbeat starts slowing down...

"Come here." He says, pulling you into his chest, one hand envelopping your back and the other resting over the back of your head. "Dear god...you scared me-i thought-" He shut himself up, proceeding with a long sigh.

You pull away from him, biting your lip in an attempt to dtop your quivering chin. "I'm sorry...i-" a sob escapes your throat and you lean back into his chest- Relief has finally hit you and your muscles relaxed... "i'm sorry i didn't mean to scare you-or for my phone to die i-"

He interrupts you, pulling you away firmly. And when your eyes meet, a wave of emotions travels through his eyes. He looks worried and sad and relieved and angry, all of which overwhelm you.

"What did i say about going to the woods alone?" His voice is firm. But the tenderness in his furrowed eyebrows isn't. "What did i say about that?" He demands a response and you just don't have one.

"I-i m-i don't know-I I didn't take it that seriously-" you stop yourself, hell..you just exposed yourself-you shouldn't have.. "i'm sorry."

Your dad rubs your back "It's okay.." He rests his chin over your head, temporarily planting kisses on it.

"It's okay...i'm here now." Your dad reassures you one last time before stepping back. "Do we need to go to the hospital?" He kneels down when his attention lands on your bleeding leg.

"No, no need for that." You reassure him back, staggering back when he held your leg up a little high. You rested your hand on his shoulder, balancing yourself. "I'm okkay."

You're not-You wince as your father examines what turns out to be an open cut.

"Can you walk?"

You roll your eyes. "Dad, it's not that serious it's just a c-"

"Can you or can you not?" He cuts you off.

"I caaaan..." You groan in annoyance. It's a lie but-he's already tired enough

"Okay....let's go then. If i notice you're limping i'm carrying you back." He orders and a smile appears on your face.

"Okay" You can't fight that. "Thank you."

"I'm...i'm just glad you're okay, honey."

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I wish i could've made this one longer. But i'm too tired. Anyway, kissies yall, i hope you enjoyed reading this 🥀🥀🥀❤️❤️❤️

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youkissedareaderinthedark · 5 months

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Sunshine

Synopsis: You are the youngest and only daughter of the Leclerc family, and no matter how much he tries to hide it, Charles can’t deny you’re his favorite

monegasque female leclerc reader x brother charles leclerc

A/N: let’s say that y/n was born in 2006, making her about 17 now, 15 years younnger younger than lorenzo, 9 years younger than charles, and 6 younger than arthur

. so

. pascale leclerc has always wanted a daughter

. a little girl she could love and spoil with all her heart

. don’t get me wrong, she loves her sons with all of her being

. but i’d be lying if i said she’s never wished for another girl in the house

. the rest of the leclercs know this

. so it wasn’t a big suprise when she told everyone that she was pregnant in 2005

. and nearly cried of happiness when she learned she was carrying a baby girl

. now at first

. 8 year old charles leclerc didn’t know how he felt about this

. because he already has 5 year old arthur following him around everywhere

. what would it be like with another sibling in the house?

. so he wasn’t entirely thrilled at first

. but the second pascale and herve brought you home from the hospital a few months later

. he knew he’d love you no matter what

. his friends at school constantly talk about how annoying their baby sisters are

. but charles is always more endeared with you rather than annoyed

. he would play and watch kid shows with you for days on end if that’s what you wanted

. would be lying if he said he’s never played pretend with you

. repeatedly asked for pascale to allow you to come to his karting races

. something that didn’t happen until you were 3

. shows you off to all of his friends at said races

. “you see that baby over there with my maman? that’s my sister, y/n”

. “she doesn’t really know what’s going on, but she always cheers for me anyway”

. charles makes sure he’s there for every milestone in your life

. first day of school

. the first time you drove a kart

. when you learned how to ride a bike

. etcetera

. it does get harder as the years go on, with his karting career continuing and everything

. but your brother makes sure he’s there for you

. because no matter how busy he gets

. he’s never too occupied to see you discover yourself

. finding your own personality and hobbies

. interests and dislikes

. this has all happened by the time you’re 9 years old

. nearing the end of your childhood but still enjoying it nonethless

. pascale even lets you follow charles to formula 1 races, because she knows he’s really following jules bianchi

. your older brother loves when you come with him to races

. but he wishes more than anything your mother made you stay home with her instead of going to suzuka with him

. because he knows you love jules

. he’s like another brother to you

. he’s always the one to have you sitting on top of his shoulders, doing anything to help you see more than the world you were given (both literally and figuratively)

. jules was the one who gave you his kart to practice with

. the one that taught you everything you know about cars

. the one that taught you to always dream for more

. the one that taught you what grief felt like

. charles remembers the moment it happened, the crash, the noise, the shock

. the way you looked up at him, your 9 year old self not old enough to realize what just happened

. “charlie, what happened? where’s jules?”

. he remembers how much you cried in the hospital, looking way too young to be sitting in those waiting room chairs and losing one of the people you loved the most

. he remembers hearing you sob in your room when you got home, how helpless he felt that he couldn’t do anything to stop his own emotions, nonetheless his baby sisters’

. he remembers how instead of driving the kart jules left you, most of the time you just sat in front of it, staring at it, wishing jules would come outside like he always would, and persuade pascale to let you two drive around for just a few more hours

. arthur was the one who looked out for you in these times, because charles was too busy either being looked after by lorenzo, or trying to drive his own feelings away in formula championships

. 2015 was a sorrowful year in the leclerc household

. so it makes sense that charles is happy when you start to show some progress in late 2016

. when you start to drive your kart again, improved by the JB17 stickers you start to put everywhere

. you start enjoying school again, hanging out with your friends and playing outside

. it almost gives him hope

. almost

. because by 2017, charles is nervous

. because herve is getting worse

. and charles knows his litter sister, you’re not stupid

. you can tell that your father is sick, and he’s not going to be get better

. he tries to subtly encourage you to spend more time with him

. makes sure you tell him all your stories from school, tell him what you want to be when you’re older and what you want to do

. soon enough though, you can’t do these things because your father was emitted into the hospital

. charles is nearly twenty now, he’s old enough for his mother to give him the truth about these sorts of things

. but still not old enough to tell his eleven year old sister the truth

. the whole family is there with herve in the hospital in june 2017

. none of them are ready to lose another one of their own again

. you’re sobbing, arthur’s arms wrapped around you and hand pushing your head into his neck because he know you shouldn’t have to see this

. lorenzo is the only thing keeping both his mother and first younger brother standing, all while trying to keep his own tears from blurring his vision

. this time, you don’t let anybody help you

. you never leave your room, only to go to school and to eat

. you stopped karting completely, not wanting to unless your father was standing on the front porch, cheering you on and giving advice from where he stood

. you don’t come to either arthur’s or charles’ races, not the one charles wins after herve dies, not the ones he continues to win after that

. the family almost forgets what your smile looks like, they only remember the faint sound of your cries at night

. charles beats himself up over it, feels guilty and helpless

. he couldn’t stop jules from crashing, couldn’t stop his father from getting sick, and can’t even protect his younger sister from losing herself

. he tries his hardest to be there for you, to hug you, tell you he loves you, and that he’s always there if you want to talk

. he waits as long as it takes for you to open up to him

. it comes eventually, the day you knock on his bedroom door and let yourself talk and cry in his arms

. it takes much longer for you to co-exist with your grief this time

. but charles is there for every step of the way

. you go to his first formula 1 race with him in 2018, cheer him on from the sauber garage with lorenzo and pascale no matter what position he comes in

. you hang out with arthur while he’s racing in formula e and formula 4, cheer for him just as loudly, if not louder than you would for charles

. you’re 12 by the time 2018 ends, but feel much older than you actually are

. this is the point where you and charles bond on a deeper level

. because whereas the rest of the world just sees you as a tweleve-year-old girl

. charles see you as a twelve-year-old girl who’s been through more than she should’ve, and now feels the emotions to match

. so as time continues to pass, you guys talk about the real stuff in your lives

. he talks about joining ferrari and what it feels like to do what jules had always wanted to

. what it felt like lying to your father about the ferrari contract and how he wonders what herve thinks about it now

. you talk about what it feels like going through life without a father

. what it feels like fearing for your brothers’ lives every time they get into their cars

. he tries to help you get over this fear by bringing you to the paddock with him

. which includes becoming friends with andrea after all the hours you two spend side by side in the ferrari garage

. meeting sebastian who instantly becomes a mentor to you

. you’ve known pierre for longer than you can remember, so you hang out in his team garage sometimes

. your brother tries to keep an eye on you while your in the paddock, but as you get older, the more freedom you have

. by the time you’re 15 in 2021, you roam around the paddock on your own free will

. with carlos joining ferrari, you hang out with his younger sister ana, who leads you on all sorts of adventures in whatever city you two are in that weekend

. meeting all sorts of celebrities while you’re walking down the pit lane on sundays

. spending time in the aston martin hospitality because you’re still close with seb

. passing time with lewis in the mercedes garage, he sheds some of his wisdom on you, you tell him all the drama in your life

. bothering pierre while simultaneously befriending yuki in the alpha tauri garage

. and of course, hanging out with charles in the rare moments when you both have nothing do to

. these are the antics that carry on throughout your late teenage years

. so by the time the end of 2023 rolls around, you’re close to graduating school and moving on to whatever you wish to pursue

. it’s in those moments, the ones where you’re talking about college and moving away and your career

. truly makes him realize that you’re growing up

. and you’re not the little girl that will always be there to cheer him on from the stands

. you assure him that you will though

. that wherever you end up, still in monaco or not

. you’ll always be rooting for him

. and he knows he’ll always be rooting for you too

. because you’re his little sister

. and he loves you more than you know

#reader insert #formula 1 #f1 grid x reader #formula 1 driver imagines #platonic f1 grid #f1 2023 grid x y/n #f1 imagine #charles leclerc #older brother charles leclerc #sibling fic #leclerc!reader #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc x sister!reader

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mymelodymia · 15 days

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golden locks // Neteyam x twin sister reader

Summery: born blonde in a dark haired world

Warnings: bullying, insecurities,

Age: 15

Place/area: pandora, metkeyina clan

Pairings: Slight jake sully x daughter reader // neteyam x twin reader // loak x older sister reader

A/N: idk just thought this would be cool. And this is probably so crap I'm literally writing this half asleep

💀˚~˖𓍢ִ໋ ♡*°◇🎧✧˚.⋆◇🦢+*°♡+

You emit a sigh as you sat on a dock with your legs dangling off the edge. Your ears perking up as they heard footsteps approaching you.

Jake sat down beside you, dipping his feet into the water as well.

You flashed him a smile and spoke "hi dad"

"Hey babygirl" he replied with a slight chuckle "how are you sweetheart?"

"Fine" you replied sweetly. He patted your back and rose to his feet. He walked you to your marui so you and your family could sleep.

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You awoke to your younger brother loak roughly shaking you awake

"Y/n! Y/n! Come on!" He groaned while smaking you with a pillow. You whined and put the pillow over your head, and loak just tore it off.

"Bro what?!" You shouted at him sleepily while he dragged you up by your hand

"Nothing i just wanted to annoy you" loak replied, running off so you wouldn't murder him

"brat!" You yelled in the direction he ran in. You started your morning after sulking for a moment

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As you finally finished your chores, duties, ect, you plopped down on the sand to allow your body to rest

But this moment of peace didn't last long. You began to hear snickering behind you. You turned toward the sound to find aonung and a few other boys standing there

Aonung still had a bruise from the fight with your brothers last week

"Guess you do fit in here" aonung spoke with a chuckle "with the sand"

you sighed and stood. Spinning on your heel to walk away from these bullys.

Though, they kept teasing you.

Usually you didn't let it get to you. But this time felt...off

You felt tears sting your eyes when one of them pulled your hair. They let go soon after

You spun around and hissed at the boy. "Ooh im so scared" said the boy

You looked around to see if anyone you knew was around, which there was not.

One of the boys mothers called out for him and they all snarled. You let out a sigh of relief when they sprinted away from you

You walked toward a tree, your back pressing up against the rough bark. You slid down to sit on your knees.

You lightly played with the sand beneath you. You heard more footsteps behind you the moment your soft hands cluched a fistfull of sand. Instead of a bully, it was only your twin.

"Hey teyam..." you spoke to him in a dull tone

"What is it, sister?" He sat beside you, placing a hand on your shoulder. "Nothing."

"Dont give me that. I wont hesitate to get dad into this." He hissed. "Jeez i sound like loak..."

You chuckled sadly at his amusing realization. You looked back down at your knees, the Bioluminescent freckles dotted carefully along your legs in a wavy path from your hips, all the way to your ankles.

Neteyam placed two fingers under your chin, his thumb in a light grip just above. He lifted your head and gently turned you to him

"Aonung?"

"Aonung..." you whisper while nodding your head in small movements. Your twin pulled you to his chest in a tight embrace.

"Dont worry, its ok. Loak will handle them" you giggled at the image of your baby bro beating another guy to a pulp for you. Again.

Neteyam brushed some of your hair behind your ear. Running his delicate fingers through it gently.

He pulled you back toward him, with your eyes closed you felt the soft skin of his forehead meet yours.

You let out a small sigh before completely melting in your best friends arms. Your own arms wrapping around his waist and your head resting against his chest.

With every beat of his heart, with every breath he took, every stroke of his fingers running through your beautiful hair, you felt loved. Special. And that your bullys didn't matter.

💀˚~˖𓍢ִ໋ ♡*°◇🎧✧˚.⋆◇🦢+*°♡+

A/N: guys please read this I spent so long on it 😭

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roxanaagriche111 · 10 months

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Title: Too Darn Cute! (twst x Yuu’s sibling/ reader)

Rated: 13 and above

Type of fanfic: tooth rotten fluff, extreme cuteness, overprotective older brother, guys falling head over heels for cuteness, reader who goes blank and wanders off, reader is like Chii from Chobits

Age groups: 13 and up

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland

Story summary:

Who would have thought that the so-called magic-less student had magic and a sibling? Yuu had decided to stay in Twisted Wonderland after finding a place called home and learned that he had magic. A full year passed within a blink of an eye. As Night Raven College is looking forward to having new students. No big deal, right? Wrong. Yuu nearly had a heart attack when his little sister turned out to be one of the new students! This would’ve been a happy reunion for the two siblings, but it’s not! Yuu’s sister is too darn cute to resist and how she tends to blank out and wander off. Not to mention, that she’s the only female in a school full of men! This Prefect has to step up in the role of an older protective brother! No way will he let his friends along with the student body get close to his little sister!

But will they?

MASTERLIST

YOUR CHARACTER BIO

PROLOGUE COMING SOON

CHAPTER 1 COMING SOON

#twisted wonderland #fluff #twst fluff #twst #twst x reader #reader insert #chii chobits #Yuu sibling #sibling fic #extreme fluff #too cute #fanfic

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dumbfuck-mojave · 2 years

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Stills of Our Lives (Willow’s Wonderful 10K Celebration)

Prompt: Byers!Reader- “Y/N and Johnathan started a photography club. Y/N goes into the woods to take some nature pics and finds Eddie there. He’s his usual self and says “let me be your muse” and poses dramatically. He’s surprised when Y/N laughs and actually starts taking pictures of him.”

Franchise: Stranger Things

Pairings: Eddie Munson x Reader

Also Featured: Jonathan Byers my beloved

Warnings: None :DDD

A/N: My obsession with butterflies lately? IDK they’re just cool. Anyways, this is a fic for the follower celebration @loveronlineee is holding!! Everyone go check out Willow’s blog, it really is a treat!! The Byer’s reader prompt just called to me, especially since I’ve been wanting to write a Byers!Reader for awhile. I know siblings fics can be a bit specific in terms of who can relate but, like all my other fics, this is written as vague in regards to the reader as possible!! So you can absolutely picture this as an adopted or found family scenario, Jonathan is referred to as “your brother” but aside from that yeah! I hope you enjoy, and if this isn’t your thing I hope you come back for the next one! Have fun!!

Word Count: 1,3333

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The fall leaves crackle and crunch under your feet as you make the treacherous journey into the woods that half-circle the schools of Hawkins.

Well, treacherous in the way of you forgetting your coat in Jonathan’s car, only to realize it was locked once you were already outside, and then almost getting hit by some idiot sophomore as you turned to go back into the school. That was enough for you to decide you could survive without it, a little cold wouldn’t hurt you, right? Now it was a decision you were starting to regret as the wicked breeze picked up, cutting into the skin exposed by your t-shirt like a thousand microscopic needles.

Jonathan and you had started the photography club the school year prior, his junior year and your “should-have-been” senior year. There had been a photography club previous to yours, but at some point during your freshman year, it fizzled out; most of the members were juniors and seniors, who had long since graduated at this point, and what remained of the club slowly morphed into part of the yearbook committee. It made you a bit sad when it happened, you knew Jonathan would have adored the whole thing and the unique way it was being run, but he hadn’t seemed too bothered by it. You felt that was the introvert in him peeking through.

What was now referred to as “Photography Club 2.0” came to be half out of you wanting to do something big for your senior year, and half Jonathan's own yearn to create a space that his interests could truly thrive in. He had really come out of his shell the past year or two, and while it was wonderful to see your brother blossom into a more confident individual, it also made you feel a bit stuck in time.

During Will’s disappearance, your grades may have…slipped a bit, causing some lost credits as a result. Something the school did not think to inform you of until a few months before you were scheduled to graduate. So while Jonathan was growing into the best version of himself, you were a 19-year-old being forced to repeat senior year when you should have been in college, making questionable choices or stressing out over college level homework, not highschool level.

Yeah, you were still a little pissed off.

But it did give you an excuse to longingly stare at the other highschool holdback, so it may not have been so bad.

The sunlight became spotty as you entered a particularly thick patch of trees, stopping occasionally to play around with the shadows and get a few diverse shots. You had been following a butterfly for awhile, having been able to get a few photos as it glided through the air, but you were really just passing time while you waited for it to land. Finally, your wish came true. With a new pep in your step, you slowly inched your way towards the rotting stump the insect had chosen to rest on, coppery wings fluttering to a stop. You just had to raise your camera and….

“Byers, fancy seeing you here!”

You whip around to face the voice behind you with a scowl.

“Edward, I’m a bit busy at the moment.”

“Aw c’mon now, none of that.” Eddie laughed, plopping down beside you without much tact.

“Listen, I will happily talk to you in a minute but right now I really need to get this shot.”

Eddie held up his hands in surrender as you turned back to the stump, ecstatic your precious muse hadn’t been scared away by the loud boy next to you. A few quiet shots later, you were sated with the quality of your photographs and straightened back up, holding a hand out to Eddie, who had taken to lying fully on the ground. You almost fell forward, having miscalculated his dead weight, but Eddie had jumped up to steady you and led you over to a different area, where tiny wildflowers dotted the ground, forming a ring around a pile of rocks.

“Sorry about almost scaring away your bug, thought this would make up for it.”

“It’s alright, but I’ll play along if it means we get to stay here longer.” You smiled at him, readying your camera once more to capture the new scenery.

Eddie kicked at the ground behind you, spraying up dust and staining the tips of his sneakers brown.

“So, why that one?” He asked in a flat tone.

You raised an eyebrow, looking over your shoulder, “Why what one?”

“That butterfly, why did you like it so much?”

“It was a Swamp Metalmark, you don’t really see them around here, especially not this late in the year.”

“Oh, I didn’t know you knew that much about butterflies.”

“I like to know about the things I’m shooting.” Your brows furrowed, hands pulling away from the small plants as you turned to fully face him, “Dude, are you okay? You’re acting really weird.”

Eddie seemed to panic for a moment before quickly regaining himself, striding towards you.

“Well, the real reason is…I want to be your muse!” His voice boomed as he leapt up onto the largest rock, a joking grin on his face as he struck a pose reminiscent of Hercules. You couldn’t control your laughter as you squinted up at him, a bright beam of sun casting down around him like a gift from Helios himself. You tilt your head, with the right composition-

“Alright, show me what you’ve got then, yeah?” You raise the camera up to your eye, the frayed strap rubbing against your skin as Eddie looked at you owlishly.

“Really?”

“Of course!” You replied, giggling, “You should really turn a bit though, so I can get you clearly.”

Eddie took a moment, still wide-eyed and seemingly frozen, but his mobility returned and he did as you asked, smiling with flushed cheeks.

You didn’t bother keeping track of time after that, too caught up laughing and snapping Eddie as he came up with increasingly absurd poses. Back against the rock as he lolls his head back, acting like he’s dead with his tongue poking out, carefully crouching amongst the flowers and holding up the sign of the horns (that was your personal favorite), all the way up to where you are now, watching him jump out of a tree and land with a thud beside you.

“That was fun!” He stated, huffing a little as he tried to catch his breath. You felt heat in your own cheeks as you looked at him, messy mop of hair and white pullover dirtied with leaves and small twigs.

He looked lovely.

“Agreed, we should do it again sometime.” You responded, holding a hand out to him and wiggling your fingers as you backed up towards the entrance of the woods. Eddie’s eyes lit up as he took it, tightly holding on as he all but skipped ahead.

By the time you had made it out of the woods, the sun was plunged deep into the sky, painting it with oranges and yellows. Jonathan sat against his car, looking down at his feet.

“Shit.” You hiss out, having finally decided to check your watch. 2 hours. 2 hours since you were supposed to be back to get a ride home from Jonathan.

Eddie glanced over at you nervously until he deciphered what you were upset about, and then he laughed.

“I wouldn’t be too upset.”

“Why?” You ask as you start walking faster towards the car, Eddie struggling to keep up with you.

“It was his idea for me to follow you out here.”

You stopped immediately.

“It was what?”

“I mean, I was the one who asked him how to spend time with you, but the idea of suggesting ~wood photography~? That was all him, sunshine.”

Eddie beamed at you as you sighed, leaning forward to kiss his cheek.

“You’re a menace, Eddie Munson.”

“Your menace?”

“Yeah.”

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theauthorpaula · 2 months

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rustys-lodge · 10 months

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Hello, everyone ! Rusty, again. 🌹

I wanted to make a different, a 4am comfort Masterlist

This one will focus more on the story rather than the fandoms and characters themselves. And since i mainly focus on the reader, most of these grand titles are : reader being sick...Reader on their periods..etc..

Fandoms i have written for : Supernatural, Hannibal, Walker, Punisher, Elvis, the society.

Also, as i made this masterlist, i realized that I'm unoriginal when it comes to names. Reaaally unoriginal, as you will see down below. Anyways, Yall enjoy. 🖤🖤🖤

Sick :

Tummy ache (Fluffy Sam/Dean x sister reader)

Sick (Sam/Dean x sister reader)

Sir mister judge (Dean x sister reader)

It is but a little cold. (Fluff Hannibal x daughter reader)

Periods :

Periods (Dean/Sam x sister reader)

Cakepops (Dean x sister reader)

ED :

ED part 2, Dean(Dean x sister reader)

Eating disorder part 1 (Sam/Dean x sister reader)

Self harm :

Bites pt1 (angst Dean winchester x daughter reader)

Bites pt2 (fluffy Dean winchester x daughter reader)

In trouble :

Arrested (Angsty Sam x sister reader)

Fun evening..Part 1(Fluffy Dean x sister reader)

Fun evening...Part 2(Angsty Dean x sister reader)

Poor behaviour Pt1 (hannibal x daughter reader)

Poor behaviour Pt2

Cursing and calling me a dumbass doesnt cover that sparkle in your eye(Fluffy campbell elliot x crush reader)

When i say no...It fucking means no(Dark campbell elliot x girlfriend reader )

Naughty :

You dont go get drunk when there's a price on your head. Part 1 (Frank castle x daughter reader)

You dont go get drunk when there's a price on your head. Part 2 (Frank castle x daughter reader)

Classic case of jealousy (Elvis Presley x girlfriend!reader)

Sad, anxious, depressed, also being comforted :

Heartbroken (Sam/dean x sister reader)

I'll do it for you (Sam/Dean x sister reader)

Social anxiety (Dean/Sam x sister reader)

Forever love you, no matter what(Sam/Dean x lesbian sister)

Pretty girl (Sam/Dean x young sister reader)

Panicky..(Sam/Dean x sister reader)

Short hair (Sam/Dean x sister reader)

Anger issues (Hannibal x daughter reader)

Right now, i'd rather baby you than watch you die, kid. (Frank castle x daughter reader)

Comforting others :

Broken heart (Dean x sister reader)

Angst :

Distant(Sam x sister reader)

Too young to go on hunts(Sam/Dean/Bobby x sister reader)

Why did it have to be her, and not you ? (Walker x daughter reader)

Fluff :

The best dad (Sam x daughter reader)

Hungover Dean ( Fluffy Sam/Dean x sister reader)

Dean realizes his sister’s lesbian( Dean x lesbian sister reader)

Homeschooled Part 1 (Sam/sister reader)

Homeschooled Part 2 (Sam/sister reader)

Action :

Sleep paralysis...Part1(Sam/Dean x sister reader)

psychic abilities (Sam/Dean x sister reader)

Slutty smutty :

I own you. (Smut Elvis Presley x girlfriend!reader)

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I hope this Masterlist helps. Also my requests are open for different fandoms so if yall wanna read something, request away. ❤❤❤🌹🌹🌹

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alwaysmanages · 8 months

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LEAVE THE LIGHT ON FOR ME CHAPTER UPDATE!

Chapter 2: The Hunted Village

The siblings fight terrible winds to reach a village deprived of any people...or at least, that's how it appears.

Content Warnings

Mention of Suicidal Ideation: None of the characters commit the act or suggest tendencies, but there is a small bit in the climax where one character thinks that another is making an attempt (they are not!)

#Moomins #moomin fanfiction #Snufkin #Little My #sibling fic #leave the light on for me #writhing #IT'S READY!!!!!!

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ctrlsznwrites · 1 year

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to wakanda

summary. after not hearing from her older brother for months, she has a few visitors at her doorstep. pairing. erik 'killmonger' stevens x aniya stevens [sibling!oc] author's note. i'm redoing this series to update it, so show me some love and hopefully i can get some new material out soon. word count. 1.23k

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Aniya was sitting in her apartment on a hot summer night in Oakland, watching the first reruns of Chicago Med. Her mind hadn’t been at rest since the last time she heard form her brother after he killed Claw before making his way to Wakanda. Letting out a deep sigh she continued to focus on the tv show while eating her ice cream. When the drink she had on her coffee stable started to shake, sitting up from her previous position. Reaching for the remote, she muted the television trying to pay close attention to the sounds from outside her apartment.

Moving quietly, she set her ice cream down on the coffee table, when there was a knock at her door. Cursing under her breathe she quickly got the gun she keeps taped under her coffee table, making her way to the door. Aniya cocked the gun taking a deep breathe before opening the door to only be met with the Dora Milaje.

Much to her dismay, she fixed her glasses on her face before pulling her lower lips to show her mark before letting the women in. Soon enough the Black Panther followed behind them, Aniya watched as the five people made their way into her home judging her surroundings. She quickly checked the hall one last time before closing the door and locking it.

“Just give me on moment, I’m gonna put this away and we can talk about why you’re here and how you even know I exist.” Walking away before anyone could answer.

Aniya’s mind was racing as she packed away her gun, how they found her. Was it because of Erik? Was he okay? And why after all this time are they just now coming to see her? What could have happened to warrant this surprise and completely unwelcome visit.

Making her way form her coat closet in the hallway of her unit, she made her way back into the living room to see the Dora standing around her cousin who was sitting on her couch. An unpleased scuff left her mouth as she took in the whole scene in front of her.

“Excuse me your highness, I don’t know how they raised you where your from. But you speak before you take a seat in someone’s home here.” She spoke abruptly sitting across from him.

T’Challa’s face morphed into one of shock standing quickly not wanting to make this difficult trip any worse. This caused Aniya to chuckle before extending her hand for him to sit again.

“Now, what do I owe this pleasure to? Came to make nice with the traitors other love child?” T’Challa could not only hear the sarcasm that dripped from her voice but also the hurt.

“N’Jadka has requested you presence in Wakanda, he only recently made us aware of you.”

Aniya let out a chuckle of disbelief before looking him up and down. “So, let me just make this make sense for me, just bear with me please. After not hearing from the only living relative I have left, for five almost six months. He all of a sudden wants me to just drop everything I have going for myself to join him in the country to which killed me father? He can kiss my ass, and I mean that.”

Sitting back on her seat for a moment, she bit her lip trying to keep the tears at bay realizing there has to be a reason as to why it took him so long to reach out to her. And there is a reason he wants her to be with him.

Rubbing her hands up and down her face to dry her tears before trying to make sense of everything. “Alright, I’ll go but first tell me why after five months reached out for me now. And not when he got there? What happened?”

T’Challa watched as he saw the resolve of his little cousin break, seeing that she felt as if she was abandoned by her family, especially the only family she knew personally. His heart hurt for everything she went through the last few months, knowing what her brother did and the reason why she feels the way she does.

“Well for starters his entrance into Wakanda…” T’Challa went on to tell Aniya about what happened once her older brother made his way into Wakanda. As he told her about Erik dying and being revived she fell into complete hysterics knowing that once he woke up he didn’t have family with him.

Along with the fact that he could’ve been dead forever and she wouldn’t have known, not being able to put his body to rest. Learning about everything he went through and that he was willing to leave her by herself just didn’t sit right with her. It honestly broke her spirit in a way she didn’t even expect.

Aniya let out a sigh as she moved her hands up and down her face. “So, did you know about me after he was hospitalized, or did he tell you after he woke up?”

“We found out about you after he was hospitalized, but before we could reach out to you he woke up and wanted for you to be there when he was ready.”

Aniya nodded clasping her hands open and closed in anger that her brother didn’t want her to be there for him. “Give me an hour and I’ll be ready.” Getting up she took her almost now melted ice cream, putting it in the freezer.

As she walked to her room grabbed her suitcase, while picking out clothes she saw her reflection in her mirror. Her hand went to her necklace, it was the only thing she had of her mother. It was a necklace her father gave her before he died, and her mother gave her the necklace before she died 15 years ago.

Sniffling she looked away and continued to pack trying not to think about the fact that Erik was willing to leave her alone in this world knowing he was the only real family she had. They had gone through everything together and she didn’t even know the real reason he went to Wakanda.

“I swear to god when I see that nigga it’s on sight.” She mumbled to herself as she finished zipping up her bag.

Slipping on a pair of vans, she grabbed a few more things before making her way to the front where her three unexpected guests were. Nodding, she signaled she was ready to go. They continued their way to the roof after she had locked up her apartment.

They all boarded the aircraft where there was a beyond awkward silence. Looking around she saw how advanced everything was and now she understood why her father betrayed his country. They got to live in a utopia without worrying while her people were dying for just existing. She scuffed feeling this bubble of anger sit in her chest that she had to deal with her best friend being shot in front of her while her cousins didn’t have to worry about living to see the next day.

“Is something wrong?” A Dora asked looking over her shoulder.

Aniya shook her head no, deciding she didn’t trust herself not to snap at the older woman. Closing her eyes, she leaned into her seat trying to relax, she was finally going to Wakanda.

#erik killmonger x sibling!reader #aniyastevens:sznocs #black!reader #fem!black!reader #black panther fic #erik steven #sznwrites:series #sznwrites #sznseries:stevenstories #sibling fic #erik steven fic #njadka udaku fic

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paulapuddephatt · 8 days

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(via Siblings in Fiction)

#twin fiction #sister fic #sibling stuff #sibling fic

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ellieslittleburrow · 2 months

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Siblings

Summary : You live near campus, away from Dean and Sam. You haven't seen them in a while. How do you react when you find them right at your door?

Pairings : Dean and Sam winchester x sister

Warnings : nooone, just fluff.

A/N : Hi, babies ❣❣ I hope this is as refreshing to you as it was for me.

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Oil sizzled as you set the stove on the lowest heat. You tossed the chopped up onions into the pan, filling the room with the familiar aroma.

The house phone rang. And you moved the pan aside before heading for the phone. You pressed a button, setting the phone near your ear when a familiar hum sounded.

Oh my god!

"Dean!" You excitedly shouted, earning yourself an "ouch" over the other line. You pressed a another button, opening the complex door for him and since you were only in the third floor, it only took him a quick minute to appear, followed by Sam.

"Hii" You opened your arms, running to embrace both of them. "What a surprise."

"Hey, kiddo." Dean tightly wrapped his arms around you, letting you go when Sam spoke.

"Hey, honey." Sam pulled you into a hug.

"I missed you both so much." Your voice vibrated into Sam's chest. "What are you doing here?"

"Eating, apparently." As Dean's voice went distant, you pulled away from Sam, spinning around to find Dean marching towards the kitchen.

You let out a little chuckle, following behind.

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After setting the plates and beers on the table, you plumped down on the couch, waiting for your brothers to join. And as all three of you started eating, an hour and a half of talks about life, uni, cases and john flowed seamlessly.

"So..." Dean coughed. "Anybody in your life....kid?"

You rolled your eyes at Dean's sudden change of voice. You knew this one, a low tone, manipulative and curious. You're not falling for it.

"Nobody, Dean." You smiled at him, not caring that he already knew you were lying.

"Are you sure about that? Because i'm pretty sure you don't wear size 12 flip floppers." He eyed the entry door and you snorted a laugh. Fucking hell..This guy's eyes..

"Leave her alone, Dean." Sam rolled his eyes before turning to you. "As long as you're happy, honey."

You smiled at his response....your eyes darting around the room when silence set in...

"Alright....Time to head out, Dean." Sam slapped his thighs, readying himself to get up when you pushed him back down.

"No!"

"We have to go, honey. We still have 5 hours to go before we get there." Sam argues and you shook your head.

"Please don't....it's only been an hour." You pleaded, looking over at Dean, who, to your surprise, was staring at you with pleading eyes.

He did not want to go either.

"Come on, Sammy. It's-" you spun around to get a look at the clock. "It's 6pm, don't you wanna get some sleep and head back for the road tomorrow morning?."

Sam grimaced. "I don't know if that's such a good idea, honey. I really do want to stay, but we could always stay over on our way ba-."

You turned to Dean, leaving Sam hanging. But Dean was already laid back, quiet, waiting for you to do all the dirty work. That's when Sam spoke again.

"Okay, how about this" He started, and your eyes grew wide, anticipating what's about to happen.

Sam straightened his back as he held his arms out, positioning one hand on top of the other, his right fist resting on top of his left palm. And as Dean understood the assignment, he got up, mirroring sam.

And in silence you watched, as for the very first time, Sam laid a rock, losing the fight as early as the first round.

You burst into laughter as Sam's eyebrows arose. Nobody expected that. And as you lifted your arms up, jumping in pure ecstasy, Dean grinned triumphantly.

"I won."

You nodded. "And you spend the night here."

Sam smacked his hands together. "Alright, then. Let's prep for a night in."

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And we're done! If yall can spare a minute and tell me about my writiing pleaase? if i should change it up, if it's too repetitive and stuff. No pressure and thanks in advance ❣ 🖤🖤🥀🥀

#winchester sister #sam winchester x sister!reader #sister!reader #sam winchester x sister #dean winchester x daughter!reader #dean winchester x sister #dean winchester x sister!reader #sister x brothers #baby winchester #father figure fic #sibling fic #platonic!reader #dean winchester × platonic!reader

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bubblesthemonsterartist · 1 year

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Stone Soup

It's a sin to waste food.