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In my Remains

Chapter 1: Nightmares and visions

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Rating: Mature

Warnings: Swearing, vomit, blood, gore, mention of sex. (Do not interact if this will affect you, or if you're a minor)

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The cold, dark ocean water fell upon them like a savage beast. Its touch felt like as if the sharp blades of a thousand knives were leaving their marks on the woman's skin. But the sharp pain of the saltwater in her wounds was nothing compared to the burning sensation inside her body.

Like a ruthless force, the fire inside her tore at her guts; melted her bones and boiled her blood. She could literally feel her body turning and twisting under the heat. Her head felt like it was about to explode any second and the ear ringing howling of the alarms, which created a counterpoint to the splashing and gurgling of the icy seawater as she waded through the masses, only worsened her state. What in God's name was happening to her?

“Hang in there, okay? We'll be out of here in no time. Just keep moving,” a unfamiliar voice urged as a pair of hands kept pulling at her.

Every step felt like as if someone had put weights on the woman's ankles. Stumbling and groaning, she moved forward. The world around her was spinning. With her eyes wide open, she tried to see something in the blackness around her as she followed the unknown voice. But no matter how much she blinked, or how hard she squinted her eyes, the world around her remained dark. A wave of panic came over her.

Was she blind?

She wasn't a medic, but she could definitely tell that something was wrong with her eyes. They were burning, just like the rest of her body. The only thing she could "see" were sudden flashes of light. But these were not enough to help her find her way in her surroundings. Desorientated, presumably blind and resisting the urge to throw up, she did what the man had told her and kept walking.

“We're almost there, just hold on a little longer, yeah? We'll get you out of here.”

The woman wanted to lift her head to see who was talking to her, but she could barely muster the strength to stay on her feet. When she opened her mouth to ask the stranger what was going on, a grotesque sound came out.

'My voice! What's with my voice!?' The woman panicked, trying to reach up to feel if her throat was being ripped open. But the moment she tried to move her arm, another wave of excruciating pain rushed through her body. She let out a quiet whimper. Why did everything hurt so much? What the hell was happening to her?

“Shh, don't talk. Save your energy,” the man said in a gentle voice and carefully wrapped his arm around her shoulders. Something about the way he talked to her felt comforting.

“Come on you two! This whole thing will collapse any moment,” a second voice yelled. It sounded a lot rougher and commanding. The woman could feel the person next to her stiffen up. She half expected him to say something, but he just sighed, tightened his grip on her and began to walk faster. That caused her to let out another pained groan.

“I'm sorry,” the man mumbled and and gently squeezed her hand. “It's not far now, I promise. We're almost out.”

The woman just nodded and let the unknown man drag her through the masses of water. At first she tried to keep up with him, but the more she tried to adapt to his pace, the more her legs gave way. It was thanks to the strangers strong hold that she didn't fell to the ground.

“Shit!” The male cursed loudly before lifting the sniper onto his back. Panting and grunting under the extra weight, he began to continue his way.

Unfortunately, the sudden movement caused the woman on his back to have a coughing fit. A violent one at that.

“Hey! Hey! Don't die on me now,” the stranger barked, his voice full of panic at the blood coming from his teammate's mouth and running down his body.

Icy claws were running over the female's body as she coughed up more blood and even bits of her intestines. Something felt terribly wrong with her body. Wide eyed and with her mouth full of blood and vomit, the woman began to gasp for air.

“Let go of me!”, she tried to say, but the only sound that came out of her mouth was a gurgling scream, followed by another gush of blood.

“It's okay, I've got you. Help is on the way,” the man tried to reassure her, but it was no use. Within seconds, the injured sniper had regained enough energy to thrash and squirm on his back with such force, that he could no longer hold her and had to drop her.

With a loud »splash!« the woman fell into the ankle-deep water. The man immediately reached down to help the woman sit up. But as soon as he touched her, she aggressively swatted his hand away.

“What-”

“Stay... away from me,” the sniper managed to say before throwing up another load of blood. Tears streaming down her cheeks at the stabbing pain in her head and chest. A sudden urge to hurt the other person rose up inside her. “Please... go...” she whispered.

“I will not leave you here!”

“Not.... safe.”

'Kill him!' Another voice hissed, causing the woman to clench her fists. She had to make the other person leave, before it was too late.

Despite her warning, the male reached down and grabbed her arm, forcefully pulling her back onto her feet and sending a wave of pain and rage through the sniper's body. Making it even harder for the woman to control whatever the fuck was telling her to kill her teammate.

'Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!' The voice chanted almost joyfully. 'I know you want it too!'

'Leave me alone!'

“Let's go! We don't have much time,” the other person said and pulled at her jacket, but the sniper didn't move an inch. Leaving the man confused and worried.

'Come on, just rip out his throat, he deserves it! It's his fault after all!' With a honeyed tone the voice added: 'I just want to help you, my friend~'

The woman shook her head, trying to get that horrible voice out of her head. But all it did was making her feel more dizzy and her tormentor laugh.

'Fine then. You don't want to cooperate? Then I'll have to force you!'

The voice hadn't even faded away yet, when a red flash suddenly shot through the sniper's body. And then - as if someone had flipped a switch - the woman lost all her self-consciousness; a primal urge to kill overcame her. Only seconds later, a bloodcurdling scream rang in the woman's ears, followed by a gurgling and a sickening crushing sound. A warm, sticky liquid ran down her chin and the overwhelming stench of fresh blood made her gag.

“Forgive me...”

“Rachel?” The faint voice of a male called.

“Rachel, wake up!”

With a gasp, the woman awoke to the call of the man's voice. Her heart was pounding painfully against her ripcage and her grey eyes were wide and filled with terror as she looked around frantically. Tiny pearls of sweat, which were glistening in the yellow light, covered her forehead as she slowly came to the realisation, that she just had another one of those terrible dreams again.

“Finally, you're awake,” the man sighed and it was just now that the young woman realised, that the faint voice belonged to her younger brother.

“Jackson...” she croaked but was interrupted by a small coughing fit. Her throat felt sore, almost as if she had spend the past two hours screaming non-stop, and her lips were drier than a fucking lawn in the summer heat.

“Hang on, ima go get you some water,” the young man said and rushed out of the room; leaving Rachel with the rest of their team who was now wide awake and eyeing the young woman with curious and worried expressions. One of them, a tall man in his late twenties with short, dark brown hair and green eyes named Vitali Dogranov, walked over to her. His scarred face showing a concerned frown.

“Hey, are you okay, comrade?” Vitali asked. He was the youngest of the senior members and also Alexey's second in command.

“He, kroshka,” the lieutenant said, squatting down to get a better look at Rachel, “you know you can always talk to us when something's upsetting you, right? We're family and there to help each other.”

The woman responded with a short nod, but without looking at the slightly older man. Instead, she kept her eyes focused on the heavy blanket - which she had kicked to he foot rest of her bunk bed - and tried to somehow process that fucked up dream. That horrible scream was still ringing in her ears. Faintly, but it was there.

Vitali sighed and was about to say something when Jackson returned with the promised water. But to Rachel's dismay, he brought more than just that with him. Right behind him was their captain, Alexey Dogranov - a retired member of the Soviet Army and founder of the Special Alliance Against Terrorism, also known as S.A.A.T.

“Good morning, comrades,” Alexey greeted his team with his deep, accented voice. His bright blue eyes scanning the room.

'Fuck!' The woman thought and quickly got out of bed, trying her best not to look too worn out in front of her captain. The last thing she wanted was to raise any concerns.

“Morning captain,” the troop replied with sleepy voices, which caused Alexey to look at the team with a frown.

“Now, what's that you lazy sloths? Is this how you greet your captain? With sleep dancing on your tongues?” The older man snorted, surveying Robin Kozbi - the team's explosives expert and Jackson's best friend - through squinted eyes.

“It's almost five, where's your motivation, Coyote? This isn't a slumber party! Up! Up!” Alexey scolded the younger soldier. His loud, raspy voice, paired with his strong accent and intimidating appearance was enough to get even the laziest of them all out of bed in no time.

“Yes sir, sorry sir,” Robin, a sleek, blonde man in his mid-twenties said, as he practically jumped out of bed and almost knocked his bunk bed buddy - and the team's medic - Tyler Mulani off his feet.

“Good, now that everyone is awake and out of bed,” Alexey said and checked his watch, “training starts in fifteen minutes. I expect you to be at the training ground on time, and if you're not, then you'll do five extra push-ups for every minute you're late!” The older man warned before leaving the room.

“Here's your water,” Jackson whispered after Alexey had left and handed Rachel the glass. The woman gave her brother a grateful smile before emptying the whole thing in one go. She hadn't even realized how dehydrated she actually was.

“Alright, you heard the Cap, boys. Ten minutes. Go go go!” Vitali said sternly and watched, as the rest of the team began to gather everything they needed for the day.

“Aw man,” Robin yawned and scrubbed the back of his head. His icy blue eyes were clouded by sleep.

“Aw, were you sexting with your girlfriend again, Rob?” Jackson teased the blonde man with a grin, wich earned him a grim glare and a punch to the shoulder in return.

“Fuck off, Jack!” Robin snapped and quickly turned around to grab his clothes.

“Oooh, someone's blushiiiiiing~” Jackson chanted and had to duck to avoid getting decked in the face.

Rachel just shook her head and turned away from the quarreling duo and decided to make her bed first. As she picked up her blanket to fold it, she couldn't shake off the feeling that someone was watching her. And like so many times before, her intuition had not failed her this time either. Out of the corner of her eyes, Rachel noticed that Vitali was watching her intently.

With a raised eyebrow, the young woman turned around and mirrored the lieutenant's expression. “What's up, Vitali?” Rachel asked, knowing damn well what his problem was, but decided to act completely oblivious. Maybe there was a chance to get out of this whole thing without having to have an hour-long heart-to-heart conversation with mother hen Vitali himself. As small as it might be.

The soldier frowned a little at her question, but his voice was calm and collected. As if he were talking to a child.

“I'm worried about you, Rachel. It's not the first time this happened. Say, is something troubling you? You seem a little distracted lately.”

The laughter in the background died down immediately. Everyone was now looking at the two soldiers. Something, that annoyed Rachel but more so made her uncomfortable. She never liked being the centre of attention, so, she quickly dismissed her superior with a short wave of her hand.

“I'm fine, Vitali. I probably shouldn't have read that novel Isaac gave me. It somehow must've messed with my mind.”

Vitali raised his brow; a clear sign that he absolutely did not believe her - admittedly weak - explanation.

“You sure?” He asked more insistently. His piercing gaze practically urging her to tell the truth.

Rachel nodded and quickly folded her blanket to keep herself busy and to hide her growing discomfort. She really didn't want to cause a fuss over a stupid nightmare. She wasn't a fucking child anymore.

“Yep, I'm totally fine. Can I make my bed now, or is there more you want to ask me?”

Rachel didn't mean to sound aggressive, but since Vitali could be a bit of a pain sometimes, it was the only way to get out of this situation without sinking any further into the pit of discomfort and unwanted attention.

“Fine then,” the lieutenant sighed with a disappointed undertone and finally turned his attention to his own messy bed.

'Oh thank God!' The woman thought, threw the blanket on her bed and grabbed her clothes before hurriedly leaving the room to change in the tiny bathroom at the end of the hallway. Within five minutes, she was ready and on her way to the training ground where Alexey already awaited her.

They greeted each other with a short nod, before Rachel began to warm up her muscles by stretching them thoroughly. One by one, the others came onto the training field and just like Rachel, they also did some warm up first.

“Where are Robin and Jackson?” Alexey asked, the annoyance in his voice was unmistakable.

“Robin went to the bathroom,” Vitali reported. “But I don't know where Jackson-” the lieutenant admitted, but was interrupted by a loud, heartfelt “Fuck you, Jackson!” Followed by a familiar cackle and an even louder “I'll rip your fucking dick off!”

“Sounds like they're on the way,” Tyler stated nonchalantly, before continuing with his sit-ups.

Vitali and Alexey both sighed.

Less than ten seconds later, Jackson came running onto the field. And right behind him, a raging, drenched Robin.

“Get your ass here, dipshit!” The blonde man cursed and pulled Jackson's leg away, causing the much taller male to stumble and - after an unsuccessful and rather hilarious attempt to keep his balance - eventually fall to the ground.

Like a bunch of feral alley cats, both men rolled on the floor; one highly amused and laughing his butt off and the other red in the face from his anger and cursing loudly.

Rachel just shook her head. There really wasn't a single day where her brother did not decide to be a total menace to everyone.

Alexey, who had watched the duo with furrowed brows, took a step forward and reached down to pull Robin off his 'victim'. “All right, that's enough you two,” he scolded sternly, but Rachel did not miss the amused sparkle in his eyes.

“Ten rounds, for each of you.”

“But captain-” Robin tried to argue, but Alexey interrupted the younger man with a sharp “Ten rounds, Coyote!”

“...Yes sir.”

With that, Robin took off; Jackson joined him quickly after. And while both of them dutifully did their laps, the others formed pairs to practice their hand-to-hand combat skills; something Alexey was particular keen on. He believed, that a good soldier should never rely on his weapons only and must be able to resort to his physical abilities at all times.

“Need a partner?” Vitali asked, his lips twisted into a impish smile as he walked up to Rachel.

'Oh no.'

“More like a mortician,” Rachel replied wittily, which earned her a amused snort from the lieutenant.

“Still mad about last time, huh?”

Rachel scoffed. “Well, I can't really say I was thrilled about that dislocated shoulder.”

“Yeah, I wouldn't have been either.”

The woman rolled her eyes; she knew there was more to Vitali's offer than he was willing to admit. His tenacity was both one of his greatest strengths and his greatest weakness.

“Look, Vitali, I know how you work. I told you, I'm fine. There's no reason for you to rack your brains.”

The male's brows arose in surprise.

“Nothing gets past you, does it?” he chuckled, his green eyes sparkled with what seemed like mild embarrassment.

“It's not that hard to read you, my friend,” Rachel said and playfully flicked the lieutenant's forehead, to which he retorted with an annoyed grunt. “I could make you do fifty push-ups for your disrespectful behaviour towards your lieutenant.”

“But you won't,” Rachel replied with a daring smirk.

“Why so confident?”

“Because if you do, I'll tell Mamushka that it was you, who ate all the oreshki.” Rachel said with a triumphant grin. Checkmate.

Vitali's eyes widened and for a few seconds, he looked like one of those silly cartoon characters which elicited a soft giggle from the sniper. Vitali quickly cleared his throat and switched back to his usual calm expression. “Are you blackmailing me?”

Rachel chuckled. “Yes. I absolutely am.”

The male let out a defeated sigh. “Fine, I'll give you a pass on this one. But don't expect to get away with that attitude all the time.”

The sniper clicked her tongue. “I really wish I had that kind of daring confidence. Must be fun.”

Vitali rolled his eyes at her words and as he opened his mouth - ready to scold Rachel for her sassy attitude - another voice sounded from behind them. “Ooh Vitali, are you flirting with my sister again?” The lieutenant quickly turned around, his eyes practically glowing with anger and annoyance. “For the last time, I am not flirting with her you moron! Now shut up and do your laps, before I add ten more!”

“Oi! Cranky aren't we? Oh, by the way, you're blushing mate,” Jackson hummed and wiggled his eyebrows a little; irritating Vitali even more with that. For a brief moment, the siblings exchanged amused glances. “Run,” Rachel mouthed silently, knowing that, if her brother kept annoying their lieutenant like that, he'd be in a lot of trouble.

When Vitali - who had had enough of Jackson's teasing and ambiguous allusions - approached him, the younger of the two siblings suddenly emitted a hyena-like cackle and ran off to avoid getting whacked upside the head.

Rachel couldn't help but snort at her brother's ridiculous behaviour; or at the fact that Vitali's cheeks were indeed a tad pinker than usual. Damn, Jackson really must've hit a nerve here.

As soon as Jackson was out of earshot, Vitali let out a suffering groan. "Remind me to tell my mother that your brother is now responsible for cleaning the clogged drains."

“Only if you can defeat me,” the sniper said with a bold smirk and adjusted her stance, encouraging her training partner to do the same.

“Challenge accepted.”

The two soldiers slowly began to circle each other, careful not get too close as they tried to find a weak spot in the other's posture.

'If I fake an attack, maybe I can get him to use his arms, then I could dodge the punch and go for the solar plexus.' Rachel thought and took a small step forward. Her eyes were now fixed on Vitali's muscular arms. She knew the lieutenant was not only strong, but also quick to strike. Escaping his firm grip was nearly impossible once he got a hold of you, so, she had to be extra careful here.

“Scared, Rachel?” Vitali teased, his eyes never leaving her body as he watched her every move closely. It was obvious that he was hoping to distract her enough to make a mistake, which he could use to his advantage in return. But Rachel wasn't stupid. If Vitali really wanted to land a hit on her, he had to come up with something better than that.

“In your dreams maybe,” she replied cockily and leapt forward. Vitali, who was prepared for her attack, swerved to the side and immediately launched a counterattack. Little did he know that Rachel had foreseen that outcome and therefore was quick to react to that. Turning on her heels, she now stood face to face with the larger man. With a coy smirk on her lips and a triumphant spark in her eyes, she grabbed his fist, stopping it from landing its fatal blow.

“Surprise!” Rachel snickered and lifted her leg to hit Vitali in the guts, to which he raised his own to dodge the blow and protect the sensitive area. “Nice try, Ray,” he panted and grabbed her left arm with his free hand, catching the sniper by surprise. “But don't try to play dirty unless you know how.” With that, he tossed Rachel over his shoulder and onto the hard ground.

A stabbing pain shot through the woman's body, causing her to let out a loud, pained gasp. And as she laid there, with her eyes wide open, immobilised and unable to breathe, the memories of her dream returned. Masses of water crashing down on her; filling up her lungs and burning every inch of her body. The bitter-sweet taste of vomit and blood rose in her mouth, making her gag and shudder in disgust.

'Please. Not again.' She thought as she forced herself not to throw up. Luckily, Vitali noticed her distressed expression and immediately bent down to pull her up into a sitting position; his hand resting comfortingly on her back as he called out to Isaac to get some water.

The rest of the team stopped their training and looked over at the two soldiers, while Jackson rushed over to them.

“What's wrong?” he asked, his voice and eye filled with worry as he checked his sister for any injuries.

“We were practicing our combat skills when I performed a shoulder throw. She hit the ground pretty hard,” Vitali explained with a guilt ridden face, to which Jackson replied with a grim hum.

“Vitali!” Alexey barked, “what happened?”

The lieutenant got up and explained what had happened. Alexey listened attentively before turning to Tyler and signalling him to come over.

“Yes, sir?” the man asked and eyed Rachel through squinted eyes. Listening carefully as his captain explained the situation to him. “I understand. Jackson, would you be so kind and help your sister to the hospital wing?”

Jackson nodded, and just as he was about to help Rachel to her feet, the woman gently, but firmly pushed him away. “I'm fine,” she assured him and attempted to get up on her own. Slowly and with some effort, she managed to stand again. “I don't need a check-up, Cap.”

But Alexey, who had the welfare of his team at heart and didn't want to put up with the young sniper's stubbornness, gave her his best "I'm the captain and my word is the law"- voice. “And I say you do.”

“But-”

“That's an order, Rachel!”

The woman lowered her head in submission. “Yes sir.”

With a simple nod, Alexey dismissed Tyler and the siblings, before returning to the others, who were still watching in anticipation.

“Come on,” Jackson said and gently led his sister off the training ground.

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princessbrunette · 24 days

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playlists for the readers … ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ³ ᵔ ꒱ྀིა

bunny!reader ♡

just girly fun vibes — she likes her music catchy, pop-y and fairly relatable. rafe never lets her play her music in the car unfortunately, because he cannot be seen speeding down the road blasting the pussy cat dolls.

🎀 cassie — ditto

🎀 kali uchis, steve lacy, vince staples — only girl

🎀 frank ocean — sweet life

🎀 coco & clair — pretty

🎀 sabrina carpenter — feather

🎀 flo milli — never lose me

🎀 cassie — miss your touch

🎀 childish gambino, jhené aiko — pink toes

🎀 flo.rida, wynter — sugar

🎀 kali uchis — honey baby (SPOILED!)

🎀 angels — my boyfriends back

🎀 foxy brown, kelis — candy

🎀 lana del rey — music to watch boys to

🎀 jhené aiko — maniac

🎀 fergie — clumsy

🎀 ciara, 50 cent — can’t leave ‘em alone

🎀 shelley duvall — he needs me

🎀 nancy sinatra — sugar town

🎀 heidi montag — i’ll do it

🎀 nicki minaj, jeremiah — favourite

🎀 kali uchis — melting

🎀 lady gaga — boys boys boys

🎀 cassie — long way 2 go

🎀 the pussycat dolls — when i grow up

🎀 tom tom club — genius of love

🎀 beyoncé — freakum dress

🎀 gwen stefani — bubble pop electric

🎀 marina — primadonna girl

🎀 madonna — material girl

🎀 pussy cat dolls — stickwitu

🎀 leven kali, syd — do u wrong

🎀 kiana ledé — mad at me

kitty!reader ♡

listens to her music to feel cool n edgy. shes one of those people that think she’s a bitch but she’s not at all, just a lil grumpy. wants everyone to know she liked deftones before it was cool.

🐈‍⬛ pixies — is she weird

🐈‍⬛ arctic monkeys — mardy bum

🐈‍⬛ black box recorder — child psychology

🐈‍⬛ the smiths — pretty girls make graves

🐈‍⬛ ethel cain — crush

🐈‍⬛ mazzy star — she’s my baby

🐈‍⬛ radiohead — creep

🐈‍⬛ chris isaak — wicked game

🐈‍⬛ limp bizkit — rollin’

🐈‍⬛ the pretty reckless — makes me wanna die

🐈‍⬛ pearly drops — bloom for me

🐈‍⬛ deftones — root

🐈‍⬛ fka twigs — two weeks

🐈‍⬛ deftones — romantic dreams

🐈‍⬛ hole — doll parts

🐈‍⬛ margeaux — hot faced

🐈‍⬛ siouxsie and the banshees — she’s a carnival

🐈‍⬛ kip tyler — she’s my witch

🐈‍⬛ deftones — mascara

🐈‍⬛ soho dolls — bang bang bang bang

🐈‍⬛ enigma — sadeness

🐈‍⬛ DANGERDOOM, MF DOOM — perfect hair

🐈‍⬛ radiohead — idioteque

🐈‍⬛ björk — come to me

🐈‍⬛ the nbhd — fallen star

🐈‍⬛ arctic monkeys — crying lightening

🐈‍⬛ deftones — diamond eyes

🐈‍⬛ the smiths — girl afraid

🐈‍⬛ ethel cain — unpunishable

🐈‍⬛ mitski — townie

🐈‍⬛ gorillaz — kids with guns

🐈‍⬛ evanescence — taking over me

deer!reader ♡

she’d say her playlists are all over the place — but it’s organised mess. she has them perfectly collated and in her head they make perfect sense. don’t put her on the aux though, not because the songs aren’t good but because the vibes are all over the place.

🍪 shura — 2shy

🍪 minnie riperton — les fleurs

🍪 april march — chick habit

🍪 benee — kool

🍪 camille saint- saëns — … le cygne

🍪 the little dippers — forever

🍪 allie x, mitski — susie save your love

🍪 she & him — why do you let me stay here?

🍪 lesley gore — i’m coolin’ no foolin’

🍪 sza — prom

🍪 the penguins — earth angel

🍪 SALES — renee

🍪 cleo sol — sunshine

🍪 japanese breakfast — be sweet

🍪 kate bush — cloud busting

🍪 mazzy star — halah

🍪 the mamas & papas — dedicated to the one i love

🍪 scissors sisters — filthy / gorgeous

🍪 fiona apples — shameika

🍪 fleetwood mac — mystified

🍪 margo guryan — under my umbrella

🍪 erykah badu — apple tree

🍪 mort garson — plantasia

🍪 sza — sweet november

🍪 quadron — sea salt

🍪 corinne bailey rae — green aphrodisiac

🍪 sade — lovers rock

🍪 ella fitzgerald — moonlight serenade

🍪 cigarettes after sex — truly

🍪 tv girl — heaven is a bedroom

🍪 the velvet underground — femme fetale

🍪 clairo, coco & clair — racecar

🍪 james blake, rosalía — barefoot in the park

🍪 tame impala — nangs

puppy!reader ♡

never seen without her walkman — loves running around and dancing to her upbeat music. her playlists will remind you of days in the sun and dancing in summer rain.

🐶 her’s — love on the line (call now)

🐶 HAIM — summer girl

🐶 the la’s — there she goes

🐶 stacey q — two of hearts

🐶 faye webster — right side of my neck

🐶 bakar, summer walker — hell n back

🐶 beabadoobee — sunny day

🐶 dominic fike — babydoll

🐶 jungle — back on 74

🐶 pinkpanthress — attracted to you

🐶 duran duran — girls on film

🐶 shuggie otis — strawberry letter 23

🐶 sixpence none the richer — kiss me

🐶 matilda mann — bloom

🐶 HAIM — falling

🐶 311 — amber

🐶 earth, wind & fire — boogie wonderland

🐶 lorde — ribs

🐶 lesley gore — sunshine lollipops and rainbows

🐶 stevie wonder — all i do

🐶 the human league — don’t you want me

🐶 the turtles — happy together

🐶 pet shop boys — west end girls

🐶 clairo — bags

🐶 pat benetar — love is a battlefield

🐶 the psychedelic furs — love my way

🐶 scouting for girls — she’s so lovely

🐶 noisettes — wild young hearts

🐶 the all eyes i — beat goes on

🐶 tame impala — elephant

🐶 sublime — waiting for my ruca

🐶 mgmt — boogie down

#bunny!reader #kitty!reader #deer!reader #puppy!reader

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