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the-iceni-bitch · 7 months

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𝕸𝖞 𝕭𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖎𝖘 𝕾𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖂𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖄𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖁𝖔𝖎𝖈𝖊

𝙾𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟹 - 𝚆𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚠𝚘𝚕𝚏 𝙲𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚜 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝

𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 ~ 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚍'𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚡 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜.

Word Count: ~2.1k

Relationship: werewolf!Curtis Everett x fem!reader

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (unprotected p in v sex, f receiving oral sex, outdoor sex, unrealistic ability to take an entire monster dick), established relationship, SMUT! 18+ ONLY!

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Curtis smiled at your back when he heard you humming while you washed the dishes, putting the rest of your meal in the fridge before coming to stand behind you and press his chest against your back. He could practically hear you smiling when he wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his chin against the top of your head, kissing your hair and breathing in your scent as he watched the sun start to set.

He was more anxious than he had ever been in his entire life, already feeling that itchiness under his skin that accompanied his change. For the past few months he’d managed to convince you he was sick during the period of his shifting, but he was in love with you, he wanted to share every part of his life with you. And that meant he had to tell you his biggest secret.

“What’s wrong, puppy?” Your smile was warm and full of love when you looked at him over your shoulder, winding your fingers through his on your waist when he sighed heavily. “You’ve been quiet all evening. Or, more quiet than usual.”

“Don’t tease, petal.” Curtis bent down to bite your ear as he growled playfully, squeezing you tighter when you rolled your ass back against his dick and screwing his eyes closed as he tried to stay focused on the task at hand. “I have something I need to show you, outside.”

“Ooh, what is it?” You laughed in that lovely way he adored when he just shook his head at you, letting him pull you along by your hand and still beaming at him. “A surprise? This had better be good.”

“Oh it’s… it’s something.” He drew you close and kissed you tenderly, groaning when he felt you whine into his mouth and resting his forehead against yours. “You know I love you, right?”

“Mmhm… wait!” You pouted and huffed when he separated from you fully to go stand in the center of the clearing in front of his cabin, wanting to follow him but staying when he held up his hand. Then he started to take his shirt off and it’s not like you could pout about that, grinning and playing with the edge of your skirt as you thought about burying your face in his chest hair. “Are we gonna do it outdoors?”

“I don’t…” He chewed on his lip while he started to slide his jeans and boxer briefs down his thighs, blushing slightly as he kicked them away and thought about where he was hoping tonight might go. “We’ll see.”

“Well we’d better be doing something, you know how worked up I get when you’re naked.” The first sliver of the moon peeked over the horizon and Curtis winced, making you frown when he crouched over and dug his fingers into the soft earth. “Puppy… Curtis, are you okay?”

“I’m fine, I promise. It looks a lot worse than it is.” He groaned when he felt the first crack of his ribs, lifting his gaze to yours and letting you see that his eyes now shone gold. “Don’t freak out, and whatever you do, don’t run. Promise me, baby girl?”

“Okay…” You were definitely freaking out, but you tried not to show it, even though all you wanted was to go to him and hold him when his body bent unnaturally and he groaned.

Curtis seemed to shimmer, his muscles rippling and changing as his limbs started growing longer and more thick with thick brown hair sprouting from every inch of his skin. His chest puffed out and his stomach grew taut as his nails extended into claws, sharp and black and ready to tear through the flesh of his prey. When his face elongated his teeth sharpened and turned into fangs, dripping saliva as his tongue lolled in his mouth. As the moon kept rising he kept growing, getting bigger and stronger before your eyes until he was standing at ten feet tall and you had to crane your neck to look up at him.

You were frozen to the spot once he was fully transformed, standing there with your mouth hanging open as you tried to come to terms with everything you just saw. Your boyfriend was a werewolf. A very large, very… attractive werewolf? Did this make you a weirdo? It was difficult to try to think about the nuances when you suddenly noticed that his cock had also grown prodigiously. You didn’t think it was possible for him to get any bigger, but dear god. Like… the possibility of you being able to take the whole thing was basically none. So why were you clenching? And his fur just looked so soft, just begging for you to run your fingers through. All in all, you were very confused.

“Curtis…” you flinched when he suddenly sank to all fours and prowled towards you, but you remembered him telling you not to run, plus your feet were still basically glued in place. “Puppy…”

Oh, his tail started wagging when you called him that, and it was hard to be freaked out when your puppy turned out to be a puppy for real. A large, sexy puppy. He finally reached you and started sniffing your hair, sneezing affectionately when you giggled as his warm breath blew against your skin. Then he nosed your hair aside so he could smell your neck, and the way he growled made your entire body vibrate as he kept circling you. He smelled like the wild, like musk and sex and feral energy. It was driving you insane. Suddenly you were pinned to the ground, gasping when Curtis licked the side of your neck and used his claws to shred your dress and panties.

“What… what are you… puppy…”

When he nipped at your shoulder your pussy fluttered so hard your toes curled, shutting your mouth and letting him press you into the dirt as he began trailing his wet nose down the length of your spine. He couldn’t speak in this form, but it was like you could hear his thoughts and feelings, possessive and affectionate words like ‘mine’, ‘love’, ‘mate’ as he grunted and chuffed against your skin. His clawed hands dug into the soft cheeks of your ass as they spread them apart, making you whimper and spread your legs for him when he nosed at your quivering holes.

Curtis’s claws sunk into your skin while he lapped and nibbled at your pussy and asshole, growling at the taste of you and the way you gasped and moaned for him. Every single part of you was so sweet, and it was all his. The noises you made while he covered his face in your scent made his already hard cock throb almost painfully, a low growl making his lips curl while he nudged at your asshole with his snout. Once he was satisfied he dragged his nose up the length of your spine, nipping at the back of your neck as he let go of your hips so he could brace his hands on either side of your head while he prepared to mount you.

You buried your fingers in the earth when he pushed his now massive cock inside your quivering pussy, your scream getting caught in your throat and coming out a garbled moan when he didn’t bother going slow and just slammed into you. Your cunt fluttered wildly at the intrusion, clenching so hard it was like you were trying to push him out of you while he started to fuck you at a savage pace. Apparently your concerns about not being able to take all of him were unfounded, judging by the fact that his balls were smacking against your sensitive clit at the end of each of his vicious thrusts. All of a sudden your eyes were rolling back in your head and your scream finally broke free, your pussy squirting wildly until Curtis’s fur was soaked in your sweet scent.

Curtis watched you writhe beneath him with a satisfied gleam in his eyes, his hips still moving at a pace that was sure to leave bruises on the insides of your thighs. You were so beautiful, and you were his. There was no one else in the world for him, the fact that you didn’t run screaming when you saw him had cemented in his mind that you were his lifelong mate. He knew that he would never let anything happen to you as long as he lived. When you screwed your eyes closed after he hit you particularly deep he grunted, licking your cheek and nuzzling your hair until you opened your eyes with a slightly lopsided smile.

“Hi puppy… oh fuck.” You bit your lip and whimpered when he ground into you, your arms giving out when another incredible orgasm overtook you so all you could do was spasm weakly. “Oh my god… oh, it’s so good, I love you so much.”

As soon as you said it Curtis threw his head back and howled, somehow managing to move his hips even faster while you yelped at the ferocity of his affections. His cock started to swell as he neared his end, stretching your pussy to its limits and making you arch your back as you gasped at the sensation. He had to fight the urge to bite your neck, he was so lost in the pleasure he felt at knowing you belonged to him. But he managed to hold himself back, burying his face on the crook of your neck and growling when his balls pulled up tight to his body.

When he exploded inside you you saw stars, desperately sucking down air when he pumped his cum deep inside you and his knot swelled to lock him inside you. Another orgasm took you while he howled and slowed the movements of his hips, your body shaking weakly as you let out a quiet mewl. Once he had finished howling in ecstasy he bent back down to rub his face against your neck and shoulder, all of his weight resting on his enormous arms so he didn’t crush you. He was panting heavily and when you looked up at him he almost appeared dazed, his tongue lolling out of his mouth while he whined softly.

His massive body kept you caged in while you both basked in the afterglow of your intense lovemaking, sweat slicking down Curtis’s fur and covering your body in a thin sheen as you fought to catch your breath. You were absolutely fuckdrunk, whining and moaning quietly while your pussy kept fluttering around Curtis’s monstrous cock. Whatever had just happened was somewhere on the scale between ‘utterly life changing’ and ‘my brain can’t handle this so it broke’. But then you looked up into your puppy’s golden eyes and he rubbed his wet nose against yours and all you knew was that he made you happy. Getting fucked until you lost your mind was just a bonus.

When Curtis woke up the next morning he groaned, feeling a dull ache in his core that he wasn’t sure about. Then he sat up and looked down at himself and it was fairly obvious what had happened. His cock was still half hard and shiny with a mix of your juices and his cum. He was at least relieved there wasn’t any blood on his body, or the taste of it in his mouth, but he still wanted to make sure you were alright.

“Petal?” Curtis smiled when he looked to the side and saw you sprawled out next to him, your bare chest rising and falling slowly while you let out those cute little snores you insisted didn’t exist. He nudged you when you only grumbled for him, rolling you over and kissing your face until you opened your eyes with a groan. “Hi there little flower. How you feeling?”

“Jesus fucking Christ, Curtis.” You scrunched up your face when he snorted and bent down to kiss your forehead, breathing deeply and whining at how sore you were. “I’m gonna have to start working out if we’re gonna do this every month. You’re carrying me back to the cabin, puppy. God, my thighs and ass are chafed, and I’m pretty sure you fucked me in at least one poison ivy bush. Don’t pout at me, it was worth it. But you’re waiting on me hand and foot for the rest of the day.”

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imaginedreamwrite · 2 years

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I was walking through my neighborhood and saw a truck that said “Luna roofing” and I thought of your stories. Now I’m thinking of a werewolf Curtis who owns a construction company looking for his Luna

This ask is amazing!

Luna Roofing, you stare up at the sign and purse your lips. For a moment you debate turning around and leaving, departing this fools mission and going home. You debate whether or not you want to make a scene and go after the man who didn’t just break your heart but completely obliterate your trust in who you thought was your best friend.

You debate tucking tail, and then you hear his voice as he comes in from a side door with one of her scarves around his neck, and her bracket wrapped around his wrist. It was the bracelet that you had given her for her birthday, a gift at a party he was at.

“Fuck this guy” was the rampant thought that played like a record, over and over.

You grit your teeth and reached for the door, fingers grasping the metal handle. You yanked as hard as you could, trying to get the damn thing open with every ounce of your night. Over and over, you’d yanked on the handle to the point that you had nearly fallen.

“It says push.” Help comes in the form of a massive stranger with a close-cut buzz style and a thick flannel jacket. “The door-“

“Push?” You step back and your eyes narrow at the black letters that confound you. “The door says push?”

The mysterious man reached around you and pushed on the handle, the squeak of the hinges a sign that you’d made a complete fool of yourself. Your embarrassment had been heightened by the guffawing of your ex boyfriend, his hand over his mouth to stifle his jeers.

“Great, fantastic.” You grit your teeth and exhaled in a huff. “I made a complete fool of myself-“

“You’re human.” The man spoke in a gruff manner, his blue eyes studying. You closely. “You used to date Walker..?”

“Walker is a piece of shit that cheated on me with my friend. Walker is a-“ the man, thick and built like a brick wall, had slipped an arm around your shoulders and steered you to face Walker.

“Hey, dickhead!” He yelled at the group of men, every one of them falling eerily silent. “Shut the fuck up and get your ass back to work!”

It was as if a fire was lit under their ass, the group of men scrambling in all different directions, leaving the two of you on your own.

“Curtis,” he pushed the door open for you and ushered you in, “Everett. I’m a werewolf, alpha.”

“Oh.” Your eyes grew wider as his arm tightened around you.

“I think we should talk, Luna.”

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boxofbonesfic · 9 months

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Drabble idea: your next door neighbour is reclusive and you rarely see him but you do notice the strange noises you hear during the full moon and the women who enter his apartment and don't come out.

(Werewolf! Curtis Everett)

Title: Moonsign

Pairing: Werewolf!Curtis Everett x Reader

Summary: You pick the wrong night to return your neighbor’s mis-delivered mail.

Warnings: 18+ Only, Violence, Monsterfucking-adjacent, Violence, Werewolf AU

A/N: so i fell in love with this prompt—

You pause, your fist half a centimeter from the door as a sharp howl splits the air. Maybe he has a dog. You’ve never actually seen your reclusive neighbor out with one around the block, but working nights has left you decidedly out of the loop on neighborhood events. The block’s been a ghost town lately anyway, what with over half the buildings covered in red and yellow tape signaling that they would soon be torn down or repurposed into housing neither you nor your roommates would be able to afford.

The pile in your hands consists of fifteen letters plus a small package you’d opened by mistake—a dried bundle of beautiful purple flowers you’d had to look at the card inside to identify as decorative monkshood. Behind the house, the sun is setting bright orange and red, casting the dreary porch in shadow. I’m overthinking this.

You knock.

The door creaks open, and you stand, stunned in the doorway with your arm still raised as you stare into the dim hallway beyond.

“H-hello?” You croak, your throat suddenly tight. You drop your arm. “Mr. Everett?” There’s no response, at least not one you can hear from the porch. The sound of cicadas grows in your ears as you shift nervously from foot to foot. I’ll just.. leave it inside. On a table or something.

“I’m, um, I’m coming in,” you follow the statement with a timid step across the threshold. “I’ve just um, I’ve got some mail of yours, I think it was delivered by mistake.” The rug muffles the sound of your footsteps as you shuffle toward the warm yellow light at the end of the hall. It’s a kitchen—and it’s empty.

You set the mail down on the small table. “Sorry I opened one by mistake,” you call, before shaking your head. “What am I doing,” you mutter, pinching the bridge of your nose. “There’s nobody even home.” That’s fine, all the better. You don’t want to have to face your neighbor after opening his mail. As you turn to head back outside, your foot catches against the leg of a chair pulled back from the table. You stumble, letting out a loud curse.

“Goddammit—” It’s only just out of your lips before you freeze, your stomach tightening. Your cry of pain seems mirrored somehow, like an echo—

Like you’re not alone in this house.

You go to speak, but find your mouth dry, and throat tight as you cup your hands around your mouth.

“Hello?” It comes out as a croak. “I’m sorry for intruding, the door was open and—” You tremble as the answering animal bellow cuts your nervous excuse in half, the unsaid words hanging unspoken in the air in front of your trembling mouth.

Is he hurt or something?

“Mr. Everett?”

For a moment, the house is so silent you can hear the traffic outside, and then the same agonized wail reverberates up through the floorboards, setting your heart racing. You clamp a hand over your mouth to silence the terrified whimper that threatens to escape. It sounds again and again until you realize it isn’t just an anguished, pained yell— someone is speaking to you.

“—lp me,” the words are barely discernible, like the one speaking them can barely manage. “Help me…”

There is another door in the kitchen, one that doesn’t lead back out into the rest of the small house. It, like the front door, opens easily with little effort. The heavy door swings open on silent hinges, exposing a set of dimly lit cement stairs winding down into the dark basement.

“Mr. Everett are you—are you down here?” Your reluctant voice takes a long time to bounce back to your ears. “Do-do you need me to call someone? Did you fall?”

“It… hurts…”

You aren’t sure why the thought of going down those stairs fills you with a primordial sense of dread, like your body is painfully aware of something your waking mind isn’t. You hesitate, but then another anguished wail accompanied by a sick sounding crack spurs you into action. He was hurt down there, and your waffling wasn’t helping.

You shine your phone light on the stairs as you descend, each step dragging icy fingers slowly down your spine. You swallow thickly as you reach the bottom, cool sweat prickling at your temples. The bare bulb hanging by the landing gives off comically little light, forcing you to squint, your brows furrowed as you stare into the gloom. The house upstairs, like most of the buildings on the block, was an old construction, built some time in the sixties or seventies—but this concrete was new.

And the basement… it’s bigger than you’d thought possible, the walls invisible to you either by darkness or design. The air down here is still and heavy, and you cannot will yourself to break the pregnant silence. Goosebumps rise on your skin.

A sickening crack shatters the quiet, and the pained noise that follows is louder and closer than ever before. You squeak with fear, before covering your mouth with your hands. It stinks down here, you realize, a tart, copper scent that you finally recognize as a mix of sweat and blood.

“You…came.” The words sound pleased, despite the speaker’s obvious pain. And that voice… You squeeze your arms around yourself, taking a step back towards the landing. It was like an animal growling words. It doesn’t even sound human.

Your heel bumps the concrete as you begin to back away.

“M-Mr. Everett, I’m going to g-g-go call someone f-for you—”

“I wai-ted for yo-ou,” the voice rasps, continuing on as if you haven’t spoken at all. “Call-ed fo-r yo-ou.” Something shifts in the dark—something big. There is a heavy grunt, and then the sound of metal dragging against the concrete. A whimper worms its way past your lips as slowly, the weak glow of the swaying bulb above your head reflects off of two pale blue eyes, glinting in the dark. The thing stops moving, the dragging sound suddenly ceasing.

“He thi-nks this will sto-op me,” the sound of the chain striking concrete is like the thunder outside, the spark briefly illuminating—something. You can’t comprehend it—huge and hulking, dark fur—“There is no ca-ge for me that he can bui-ld that I cannot destro-oy.”

There is a sound like metal crunching and then your legs are moving before you tell them to, scrambling up the stairs on your hands and feet like an animal as a rasping sound like laughter follows at your heels.

You’re barely through the door when you hear it on the stairs, something big coming up behind you—you bolt towards the front door, a scream erupting from your throat. You grab the door handle—

As claws tear through your overalls, splitting the skin underneath like hot knives. You fall forward with a cry against the door. It knocks the wind out of you, and you fall to your knees, your eyes blurry with tears. It’s like a wolf, you realize as it looms over you—but like a man, too, standing on thickly furred legs with an unnatural, canine bend.

Pale blue eyes sit above its dark muzzle, and they sparkle with dark amusement. You open your mouth to scream again and it lunges, burying sharp white teeth into the meat of your shoulder. You can taste your own blood, smell it in the air around you as you gurgle. Your blood gleams on its muzzle when it pulls away, dripping down onto your face as it hums.

“He will have to keep you now.” Terrified tears track down your cheeks as the bite mark on your shoulder begins to burn. “Like he wants to.”

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lilacevans · 1 year

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'*•.¸♡ 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 ♡¸.•*'

: ̗̀➛ werewolf!ari levinson x human!reader. background: werewolf!curtis everette x reader, werewolf!andy barber x reader, vampire!lloyd hansen x reader, hybrid!nomad steve rogers x reader, vampire!ransom drysdale x reader, werewolf!jake jensen x reader

: ̗̀➛ summary: the new moon triggers some unusual behaviours for ari, and you need to make more than one hard decision.

: ̗̀➛ part of the kills & kisses verse!

: ̗̀➛ word count: 5,110

: ̗̀➛ warnings: mild descriptions of violence, smut, oral (f!receiving), fingering, grumpy ari, ari in a rut.

: ̗̀➛ notes: this was supposed to be a blurb completed within a night; it's become whatever the fuck this is. i hope u enjoy it. this is my first proper fic on here. like, well, at least one of this length. pls lemme know what u think!! send me some asks & we'll talk about it. *this is unfinished

: ̗̀➛ playlist: the kills & kisses playlist is here!

In the days before the full moon, Ari usually struggled a little with his moods. This time, however, things seemed much worse. The week before, his mood began to deteriorate, he became tenser and less talkative. He'd tuck himself away more often in his study, finding comfort surrounded by dusty books, rather than in the company of his housemates.

On the first day, you would notice nothing out of the ordinary, just a tightening of his jaw, downturned lips, and heavy, long sighs over trivial things that wouldn't normally bother him. A split cup of coffee, a mess in the living room, shared attention.

Whereas a few days earlier, he would be patient and thoughtful; by the third day, he would become snappy and in some cases downright mean; cruel, even. His harsh words and sudden outbursts made tears flow down your cheeks, and your head hung low before you could hear him apologise and wrap you in a warm hug.

''Goddamn it, Pup!'' Ari suddenly explodes, interrupting your excited and enthralled ramblings over a new book, forcing you to jump out of your skin and clutch the book to your chest, and clam up. ''I'm trying to fucking work. Bother someone else!''

You stared at him, swallowed the lump in your throat, and willed the tears in your eyes to not fall. You took a step back and whispered a small apology before darting out of his study. You told yourself it was just the full moon, repeating it like a mantra in your head as you made your way to your room. As soon as the door closed behind you, you threw the book to the ground and sat by the window as tears began to fall while looking out at the manor grounds.

An hour later, Ari let himself into your room, closing the door behind him with his hands tucked in his pockets and a dejected look on his face. Seeing him stand so sheepishly brought back memories of when you first entered the house before it was your home; reminding you of how scared you were, how you never wanted to be ever again after you found he was safety disguised as danger. No one would ever know what a true, sweet soul he was. His softness was something he reserved for you in spades.

''It's the moon, pup,'' he explained, cutting into the silence, still a tightness to his voice. ''I don't mean to be like this, and I'm overdue for a rut, it's just… Fucking with me. I'm sorry. I know this isn't fair on you.'’

''I know you don't mean it,'' You sniffled as you pulled your legs to your chest, wrapping your arms around them and resting your chin on your knees, peering up at him with wet doe eyes, ''I just wish you didn't have to feel like this. I can't imagine what it's like.''

''You'll find out once you choose what you want to be, either way, you'll be battling mastering control and suppressing gnawing impulses,'' Ari sighed, tightening his lips into a short smile as he made his way over to you. ''And, there ain't no way I'm letting you age past me, pup, so you better get to choosing,'' Ari said with a subdued laugh.

''Still thinking,'' You hummed, eyes falling closed as he leaned down to briefly kiss your forehead. You smiled despite still being stung by his off behaviour. ''Seeing you like this, watching the others struggle with their own things, I'm not sure I want to be either,'' you admitted, sighing as Ari nodded slowly. ''I just don't understand why the others don't get the same way. Yeah, Steve can be a little moody. Andy gets all quiet... Curtis doesn't seem to mind it much, not even Jake, and he's like, a newborn werewolf, but nothing like how you get.''

''Everyone handles it differently, pup. It affects us in different ways. I wish it didn't mess with us at all.''

By day five, getting him to talk to you became impossible. He'd be withdrawn and quiet, and everyone would end up walking on eggshells around him. He'd become more possessive, more handsy, you couldn't move without him following close behind.

Even during the most mundane tasks, he was right beside you.

You'd be making breakfast, and he'd be standing right behind you. His fingers crept under the hem of your shirt and rubbed at the skin of your hips, before smoothing his hands over your belly and nosing at your neck. Soft rumbles vibrated from his chest, wet lips grazed behind your ear. Sometimes, he'd dip his hands down your shorts and dance his fingers along the waistband of your panties.

Every time you attempted to push for a little space, you'd earn a defiant growl in response, and he'd cling harder to you.

''Ari, I can't move,'' you whined, trying to wiggle out of his grasp. Ari nuzzled his nose further into the crook of your neck, a soft growl emitting from deep in his throat, fingers massaging the meat of your waist. ''I need to get to the stove,'' You tried again, but it was no use.

''Let her move, Ari,'' Steve instructed as he strolled into the kitchen, coffee cup in hand. ''We ain't gonna get to eat if you don't let the little lady cook for us.'

Before you even got the chance to laugh, Ari was gone from behind you and snarling in Steve's face. The men were so close, their foreheads were almost touching. Ari's shoulders were back, hands balled into fists, and breathing heavily. Steve had his hands up in defence, a feeble attempt to defuse the situation. You dropped the spatula and knocked the egg mixture to the floor as you rushed over to pull Ari back.

''Hey, none of that,'' You scolded, pulling on his arm. ''Come away from him,'' you said sharply, placing a hand on Ari's shoulder and waving for Steve to back up, which he did slowly and cautiously. You tried to gain Ari's attention, but his eyes stayed locked on Steve until he left the kitchen. The door swung heavily behind him. That's when Ari relaxed and closed his arms around you, pulling you close to his chest, his face buried in your neck again.

''What the hell was that?'' You demanded, but got nothing but a grumble in response as Ari ran his hands over your back. You let out a defeated sigh and lifted your arms around his neck. ''You're gonna end up killing someone,'' you murmured, shaking your head when you get nothing but a short growl in response.

You spent the rest of the day putting out fires. Ari had lunged at Curtis, teeth inches from his neck, for simply tucking a stray hair behind your ear. Attempting to pull Ari back from Ransom after he ended up with a bloodied nose for placing a hand on your hip. Stopping Ari from jumping up off the couch from where he has curled himself around you, Lloyd leaned down to kiss your cheek and earned a boot in the rib from the temperamental wolf. Andy was left nursing three broken fingers for daring to squeeze a hand around your waist while you welcomed him home. Jake was left with claw marks down his arm for attempting to cover you with a blanket during movie night.

Each incident was followed up by Ari dragging you close to him and snarling out a threatening, ''mine.'' The only word he had spoken in the past twenty-four hours.

''Yours, Ari,'' You agree, hands stroking the sides of his face, curling your fingers in his hair. ''All yours.'' Not entirely true, but it has to be during this time for the safety of your housemates. ''Let's go, come on,'' you say, and pull him up from the couch, mouthing apologies to everyone before guiding Ari away towards the bedroom.

'What am I going to do with you?'' You sighed as you closed your bedroom door behind you, eyeing the grumpy werewolf as he climbed onto your bed and reached out to you with a grumble. You tilt your head back, your shoulders dropping, letting out a sigh at the lack of response before strolling up to the bed.

''You can't keep fighting everyone, I know the moon is fucking with you, but Jesus Christ, Ari,'' You scolded as you joined him, letting him pull you close to his chest, legs tangling with yours as you listened to his strong heartbeat pound through his chest. ''You're gonna have to stay out of their way, this isn't fair on them,'' You try again, looking up at him and snorting out a little laugh at his knitted eyebrows and sour look. ''It isn't fair on me,'' You stress and reach a hand up to scratch your fingers through his beard.

You spend the next two days hauled up in your bedroom, Ari only letting you leave to make food and grab snacks and drinks. The rest of the time, you were dressed in his t-shirts, wrapped in his hoodies, sat snugly in his boxers, reading a book out loud while Ari massaged your thighs and waist. He kept his face nuzzled into the crook of your neck, nose rubbing against the skin behind your ear, placing small kisses and licks.

Having to deal with his protests of letting you shower unless you're using his shampoo and body wash, you need to be there to get his scent right back on you once you've washed it away. While you sat at your desk, he'd sit between your legs, arms snug around your waist with his head in your lap, soft rumbles demanding a kiss, or for you to comb your fingers through his hair and scratch the space behind his ear.

The night before the full moon, Ari was a wreck. Irritated growls, a sheen of sweat on his brows. Suddenly, he couldn't stand the smallest touch, pulling away from you each time you tried to; your fingertips were burning right through his skin.

Pained whines as he clutched his stomach and gripped his thighs, making your heartache and your stomach twist in knots. He refused to eat, unable to even keep water down. He was too hot and cold all at once, causing him to bundle up and strip off within the next second. You pleaded for him to tell you what you could do to make him feel better, but never got a response.

While unable to touch him, he still needed you nearby; shaking his head with a defiant growl every time you suggested talking to the others for a solution. You had never seen any of the wolves go through a new moon like this.

''Ari, there's got to be something I can do. This can't just be the moon. Please let me go and see what they can do.'' You pleaded, hands hovering over his curled-up form, not daring to touch if you caused more pain. ''Ari, please.'' You sigh in defeat as he let out another pained whine, followed by a throaty growl and a shake of his head. ''Just get on the bed, you can't be comfy here,'' You tried once more.

You wiped away a stray tear from your cheek as you got no response from him. You let your legs give out, sitting back on your legs, desperately wanting to reach out and pull him to you, while also damning yourself for not being strong enough to just lift him. You were lost, since meeting Ari, you'd never seen him in such pain before. The occasional grump, or low mood during the moon, sure, but never pain.

That's when it hit you.

''Oh my God,'' You said slowly. You got to your feet and looked down at him. ''You're in a rut, aren't you?''

''Not yet,'' Ari gritted out, baring his teeth, voice strained and coarse.

''Okay, okay,'' You nodded, trying to hide your glee at hearing his voice. ''But, you will be? Right? I can help. I can help you,'

''No,'' Ari growled out roughly, shaking his head as he strained and propped himself against the side of the bed, making you pause and suck in a breath as his face twisted up and a whine escaped his lips. ''I'll hurt you.''

''You won't,'' You tried to sway, kneeling in front of him. ''I'll be okay. Let me help you through it.'

Ari gave another shake of his head, eyebrows pulling together as his head lulled back, whining.

''Where does it hurt?'' You asked, only to be met with a telling glare from the werewolf, making you blush and laugh nervously. ''Oh, I thought- I thought it was your stomach.'

''It radiates,'' Ari explained bluntly, rolling his eyes.

''What about a hot bath, or a shower?'' You suggested. ''Get the sweat off you, might make you feel a little better. Then we can try and get some food in you.'

''It'll only come back,'' Ari brushed off, letting out a huff. ''Please stop making me talk, pup,'' he begged, letting his head drop to his knees as he wrapped his arms tightly around his legs. For such a huge man, you'd never seen him so small.

''Come on, let's get you in the shower,'' You pressed again as you rose to your feet and offered out your hand.

Finally, he placed his hand in yours and allowed you to help him to his feet. Your eyes immediately zero in on the prominent outline of his cock, sucking in a sharp breath, and eyes widening at the sheer size. Ari groaned and tried to cover his crotch, with his hand murmuring out a whined, ''don't look,'' and used his other hand, hooking a finger under your chin to move your head up, making you meet his eyes before he turned away and began to waddle towards the bathroom.

''Too late, I saw it,'' You snorted, rubbing a hand over his back as you kept close. ''Pretty sure that thing classifies as a lethal weapon at this point,'' You joked and laughed as he groaned and shook his head.

The night before the full moon, you faced challenges you didn't know existed when it came to Ari. Usually the perfect gentleman, he had turned into a feral beast. While you managed to usher him into the shower and curl up with the freshly washed werewolf, he still refused to let you help him with his rut.

However, once cuddled in bed, wrapped in the soft, pink cotton sheets, he couldn't stop himself as he rubbed his clothed, rock-solid cock against the back of your thigh while he held you tightly against him. He had his face buried against your shoulder, teeth digging into the skin as he moaned and growled, desperate for release.

You continued to beg him to let you help him, only to be denied by a shake of his head as he continued to rut his hips against you.

''Gonna have to go,'' Ari said breathlessly, but did not attempt to move or still his movements.

''You don't have to,'' you said, attempting to turn back to face him, only to be met with a tight squeeze on your hip telling you to remain still. ''Just let me see, let me help.''

''You are helping,'' Ari grumbled, panting and breathless.

''Then don't go,'' you pleaded. ''Stay with me, and keep doing what you're doing.'' You tried to rock back against his thrusts, but he kept you firmly in place. ''Do what you need to feel better.''

''It's not enough,'' Ari contradicted suddenly, whining and digging his teeth back into your shoulder, making you laugh irritably.

''So, let me help.'' You reached a hand back and placed it over his grip, rubbing your thumb over the back of his hand. ''Just my hands, nothing else,'' you offered. ''Lemme help, Alpha.''

That seemed to snap whatever resolve Ari had inside him. You were soon shifted onto your back, the large wolf of a man climbing on top of you with lust-filled eyes and hooking a hand under your chin, the pads of his fingers bruising into your cheeks as he crashed his lips against yours. Gone was the pain of fighting off the rut.

The wolf seemingly allowed himself to be completely drowned in the throes of it. The kiss was filthy, teeth and tongue, almost like he was trying to drink down every gasp, whimper, and moan that tried to escape your lips.

He was a man starved, feral, and unrelenting.

You parted your legs and lifted them to encase him and keep him there, fearing clarity would set in and he'd suddenly be gone. Your fingers tangled and pulled his long locks, while his gripped your waist and kept snugly around your throat.

''Ari, please,'' You moaned breathlessly against his assault on your lips and rolled your hips up against him. You whined as you felt his cock firmly rub against your throbbing cunt.

''Alpha,'' Ari corrected, nipping your lower lip and with the grip around your chin and neck. He tilted your head to the side, began to pepper kisses, and licked down the column of your neck. ''Keep rubbing on me, pretty pup. Show your Alpha how much you want his knot.'

The whiplash made your head spin and your heart pound in your chest. Suddenly, the solemn and quiet wolf was talking filth in your ear while you rocked against each other and showed no signs of quietening down or slowing down anytime soon.

Lost for words, you surrender to him, relaxing in his tight grip and moaning loudly into the open space of the bedroom, knowing all the other inhabitants would surely hear you and know exactly what Ari was doing to you.

''Wolf got your tongue, sweet baby? Where's my begging gone? Not gonna be able to hold back, gonna breed this tiny little cunt. 'Gonna fill you up and get you fat with my pups. You want that, little omega? I'm gonna split you apart on my knot, knock all those pretty thoughts out of your head. You sure you want this, honey? You sure you can take it? Can you take me, honey? All of me?'' Ari ranted into your ear, licking the shell of your ear and nipping at your lobe. ''Gonna fucking make you take it, sugar.'

''Please, please,'' You chanted. ''Please, Alpha. I want it, I need you, please.'

Ari detached his hand from your neck and lifted onto his knees just enough to give him the space to freely flip you over. You panted into the pillow as he got to work, literally tearing the clothes from your body, silk pyjamas in tatters on the floor, leaving you in your bra and panties.

Ari quickly rid himself of his clothes before hiking your hips up, making your back arch and face press further into the pillow. You arched your back further as you felt Ari's fingertips rub over your panties, tracing the line of your folds, gasping as his ring finger ghosted over your button. You could feel the wetness pooling over your core, feel yourself throbbing under his touch.

You felt his hands run down your sides, fingers meeting as he slipped down the arch of your back. You moaned in anticipation, feeling his breath on your thighs, before crying out as he began to mouth over your mound, wetting the fabric of your panties even more.

You buried your face in the pillow, wanton moans muffled by the cotton stuffing as Ari hummed a needy growl over your core, sending vibrations that made your toes curl and your hands fist the sheets below you. His fingers massaged your thighs as he continued to tease you over your panties.

''Alpha, please,'' you pleaded, lifting your head to gasp in the air and look back, your view obscured by your hips and his large shoulders. All you could make out was the slight rocking of his hips, rubbing himself against the soft cotton sheets. ''Please,'' you whined.

''Tell me what you want, pup. Tell your Alpha you want him to taste this sweet little cunt,'' Ari replied cockily, heavy-lidded eyes peering from around the back of your thigh while he nipped into the flesh and his hands moved to paw at your ass.

You sucked in a shaky breath. ''Please, Alpha, please taste my cunt. It's all yours. It's yours. Please.''

Ari wasted no time, hooking his fingers under the band of your underwear and snapping the fabric, discarding it off the side of the bed.

Ari crossed his arms over the dip of your back, face pushing between your legs, forcing your back to arch as much as possible. His lips attached over your clit, his tongue rolling with every suction; the rough scratching of his beard mixed with the tight suction of his mouth, the softness and heat of his tongue quickly brought you to the edge.

You tugged on the sheets below you so hard, your pointed nails ripped through the sheet, and your loud cries of pleasure dominated the room, mixing with Ari’s lustful growls. You rocked your hips against his mouth, overwhelmed and overstimulated. A hot flash overtook your body, your thighs tensed, and a warmth spread over your stomach.

Soon shakes overtook your body, your core fluttering as you came on his tongue; chanting his name with desperate moans. Ari held you still as you tried to wriggle away, trying to get a break from the assault of your sensitive button. He wasn’t finished with you yet.

You reached back to try and push his head away, crying out and shaking your head, unable to form any words due to your mind swimming with Ari; everything was Ari. Ari let out a disgruntled grumble, and while his tongue flicked against your clit, he grabbed both of your arms and pinned them behind your back, using the grip on them as purchase to continue keeping you held in place.

Your thighs were shaking at this point, your stomach doing flips, and your body was covered in a sheen of sweat. Ari hummed blissfully, seemingly feeling full as he continued to taste you on his tongue.

The Alpha pulled orgasm after orgasm from your abused cunt, before finally giving you relief for a short moment. That’s when you felt his fingertip prod at your entrance, and they felt the bed dip as your arms were released and Ari rose to his knees.

“Such a pretty pussy,” Ari cooed. If your face wasn’t already flushed red, it certainly was now. “Can’t wait to feel it around my knot,” Ari continued to you as he slipped a finger inside you. The large digit curling in search of your sweet spot. “Feel it cuming around me, so fucking tight, ‘mega, fuck.”

“More, Alpha,” you moaned, thrusting your hips back slightly. “Need your knot so bad.”

“Gotta open you up, pup. Gotta make it fit,” Ari replied, slipping a second finger alongside the first. The sting from the stretch makes you suck in a hissing breath. “Such a tight, little cunt.”

You didn’t know that pain could feel so good. The ache in your back paired with the ones in your thighs mixed with the tingles left from Ari’s beard, and his fingers spreading you open bloomed a need you didn’t know existed.

Ari hooked his fingers in a come hither motion, finally bumping against that special spot inside you, making you cry out and become a boneless mess. Your shoulders sunk into the mattress, face squished against the pillows as you rocked your hips in time with his fingers curling.

Ari growled and reached over your arched body to take a fist full of your hair, forcing your head up from the pillow.

“Stop hiding, little one,” Ari commanded, his fingers pulling sounds you didn’t know you could make from you. “I wanna hear all those pretty moans. Wanna hear how good I’m taking you apart. I want all of it.”

Wanton moans dripped from your parted lips as Ari continued to open you up. Your hole now stretched around three of his large fingers. He was unrelenting in his mission to get you prepped enough for his knot. Ari used the grip on your hair to spear you back on his fingers, your whole body rocking back onto his fingers.

“Alpha, it’s enough, it’s enough,” you moaned, craning your head back to look back at him, hair stuck to his forehead, bicep flexing as he twisted his fingers inside you. “Please, I need it now.”

''Not enough, pup,'' Ari argued. ''Trust me, it's taking every ounce of control inside of me not to tear into this pretty little cunt--'' Ari emphasised his words by scissoring his fingers inside you, making you gasp and hiss from the sting of the stretch. He curled his body over yours and chuckled in your ear before he nipped the shell. ''Gotta have you ready, pup.''

After what seemed like an eternity of fingers curling and twisting, obscene sounds of your slick around Ari's fingers; pornographic moans and dark chuckles, teasing remarks and filthy comments from Ari, he finally pulled his fingers from inside you and pulled a shocked gasp from you as he flipped you onto your back and lifted your legs to your chest. He locked one hand behind your knees, keeping your thighs flush against your chest, while he grasped his length in his other hand and nudged the tip through your folds.

You angled your head, looking around to see him slowly fuck himself through your slit. The head of his cock bumps against your clit, making little moans fall from your lips. Ari was seemingly mesmerised, eyes locked on his cock slipping through your folds, and your delicate fingers rubbing the tip of his cock until he dipped too low and the head caught against your hole, making you both gasp and his hand tighten its hold on your legs.

Ari let his cockhead rest against your hole as he guided your hand away, and readied himself on his knees, letting out a deep breath before giving you a checking glance. From here, you saw the man's sheer size, the wolf looming over to take his prey in any way he saw fit. You gave him a nod, mouth agape, and let your head rest on the pillow, fingers tangling in the sheets, preparing for the breach.

''Holy fuckin' shit, sugar,'' Ari moaned out as the tip of his cock slipped past your hole, your hands ditching the sheets and reaching around to grip Ari's wrists. All you could do was chant his name, whine, and moan as he continued to slowly thrust into you. ''You can take it, omega. You can do it for me, can't you, pup? I know you can, look how well you're taking me, you can do it, pup.''

The stretch, the ache from your core, your legs, your back; the hands that clutched your thighs, the growls and moans from Ari, it was all too much.

Ari parted your legs, slipping through the space to cover your body with his own, elbows planted beside your shoulders as he caressed the sides of your face, wiped sweat-stuck hair from your face, and smoothed his hands over your hair. Your hand stroked his biceps, kneading the flesh as he slowly buried his cock deeper inside you, dropping his head beside yours and moaning long and slow into your ear as he finally bottomed out. Your fingers tangled in his hair, whining his name as you lifted your legs and clenched them tightly around his hips.

''Feel like heaven, pup,'' Ari moaned out, slightly rocking his hips into you, nudging his cock against the sweet spot hidden deep inside you.

''Not yet, not yet,'' You chant, strung out and whining, stuffed to the brim.

''Can't wait much longer,'' Ari growled, fighting against his feral urges. ''Need you, Omega.''

''You have me, Alpha.''

Ari lifted back onto his knees, fingers curling under your knees and holding them firmly as he slowly pulled out until only the tip of his cock remained inside you; pulling delicate moans and needy whines from both of you.

From there, it was only a few short thrusts until Ari became unhinged.

The bed creaked and groaned from the brutal pace of his hips. Pain and pleasure mixed perfectly; intoxicating and addictive, under his sharp teeth and piercing claws, blooming red under his trail. Both of you were reduced to puddles, unable to form any words, completely lost in each other; consumed by need and lust.

''Not gonna last long,'' Ari began to babble, moans and growls mixing with his words as he continued to spear you onto his cock. All you could do was cry out and grip him as he used you for his pleasure. ''Gonna breed you, gonna fill you up, keep you on my knot. Get you full with my pups, my perfect little bitch. My beautiful Omega. My sweet little pup.'' His fingers bruised into your hips, claws nipping the skin. ''So fuckin' good, 'Mega. So good for me, taking it all. You ready for my knot, pup? You gonna take it?''

''Yes, yes, yes,'' You managed to chant, eyes locked on Ari's and arching your back as the wolf pounded into you.

Ari leaned back down, hand cradling under your head, the other cradling your cheek and keeping you close in the crook of his neck. Your heavy breaths coated his skin, while your fingernails left trails of blood down his back, making him rut harder, obscene noises filling the room. You locked your legs again around his waist, while Ari moaned nonsensical filth into your ear. Growls and grunts overtook him as he became desperate to fill you to the brim. His teeth pinched into your neck, locking you down against the mattress as he claimed you.

You could feel his swelling knot catch against your hole, making your nails bite into the flesh of his shoulder. He lifted up onto his hands, heavy-lidded eyes and parted lips; snarls and teeth, and started down, watching himself fuck into you as he crept closer and close to his climax. His hips began to stutter and started to push the knot fully inside you, locking you together.

Your hands find his face and draw his gaze to yours.

''Look at me, Alpha. Look at me. Wanna see you while you fill me.''

#chris evans #cevans #ari levinson #ari levinson fic #ari levinson x female reader #ari levinson smut #ari levinson x reader #ari levinson fanfiction #ari levinson imagine #ari levinson x you #steve rogers x reader #curtis everett x reader #lila writes #kills & kisses verse #werewolf!ari levinson #werewolf au #vampire au #werewolf!ari x reader

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paperweight91 · 2 months

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We’ve been teasing and scheming all week, now it is time to announce our full AU. We’re All Monsters will be co-written by @krirebr and me! Kris will be handling our Vampires and I will be handling our Werewolves. But don’t worry that doesn’t mean they all won’t be meeting each other throughout this AU. As for how? Well you’ll just have to wait and see.

This will be building off of Kris’ Psycho Killer AU and will feature some of, if not all the CE characters we know and love.

We’ve outlined the reader pairings and nicknames below, we hope you’re as excited as we are to delve into the supernatural with us!

Andy Barber - Runner

Ari Levinson - Queenie

Curtis Everett & Jake Jensen - Angel

Frank Adler & Pete Brenner - Dove

James Mace - Sneak

Johnny Storm - Cutter

Lloyd Hansen - Snipe/Spitfire

Ransom Drysdale - Little Rabbit

Steve Rogers - Sunshine

#we’re all monsters #vampire!au #werewolf!au #supernatural!au #andy barber #ari levinson #curtis everett #jake jensen #frank adler #pete brenner #james mace #johnny storm #lloyd hansen #ransom drysdale #steve rogers

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shamrockqueen · 7 months

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Pink demon : pretty in pink Halloween (hot neighbor Bucky x reader)

The Succubus Part Three : Succubus reader X Bucky (puritan period piece AU)

Holy is the lamb - Chapter 1 : Dark Priest Bucky x Innocent Nun reader (demon possession/AU)

Stud : Vintage erotica AU/Ari Levinson X reader

Caged : werewolf Cain Burgess x reader (AU)

I’ve taken a few down to lighten my work load. The twice a week posting was a long shot for me so I’ll take that into consideration for the future that if I want to do a marathon of kinktober fics that I have to prepare better ahead of time.

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eloquentreverie · 9 months

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concept: lumberjack! werewolf! curtis everett

#chris evans #cevanedit #cevansedit #cevansedits #chris evans moodboard #curtis everett #curtis everett moodboard #moodboards #lumberjack au #werewolf au #moodboard edit #my moodboards

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abbatoirablaze · 2 years

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SDAU, The Twins, Chapter 3

Word count: 2k

Warnings: frat boys, dark/mean characters, sexualization of omegas, mentions of sex toys.

Ari felt an overwhelming sense of pride with that simple demand. He was quick to strip the flannel from his broad chest, offering it to her without hesitation. She swallowed, staring at him, her hindbrain yelling at her to demand that the alpha take all of his clothes off and bury his knot in her while they were both in the nest she’d made hours ago after she’d met him. But instead, she whimpered as she took it, and bolted into her room, slamming the door shut behind her.

“W-we still have the pizza if you want it!” Ari offered. When he didn’t get a response, he sat down on the couch, making himself comfortable. He grabbed a slice from the pizza he’d brought and looked around, slowly eating it as he observed the rest of the dorm, “you have a really nice place…do you live alone?”

“Uh huh.”

Ari tried to focus on anything else, anything other than the scent that was slowly driving him mad. It was a mix of sweet and salty, reminding him of his summers when his very large family would go to their cabin in the woods. The days would be filled with a mix of playing at the lake and going into town where they would have the most amazing milkshakes with crushed up chocolate pretzels on top of the whipped cream, while the nights were filled with bonfires and s’mores. She smelled like chocolate and sea salt. Warm vanilla and smoky, crisp evenings. He looked longingly at the door and frowned when he realized she wasn’t going to be coming out. Finishing his slice, he grabbed another, then stood up and walked towards the fridge to grab himself a bottle of water, only to see that the fridge was empty.

“You don’t have any groceries…”

The door clicked open, and Ari’s breath hitched in his throat. She didn’t put the shirt in her nest. No. She had completely changed from her own outfit and was only wearing the flannel. Her petite frame looked like she was drowning in it, the first buttons of the flannel meeting the tops of her breasts. She held her hands out in front of her, attempting to wring them through the fabric that was much too long for her hands. He held back a growl at how it managed to meet her knees, the missing buttons at the bottom allowing it to slit enough so he could see her mid thighs.

“I-“

“I’m sorry,” she said in a small voice. Ari felt his heart wrench at the little omega. She seemed genuinely upset, “I-I didn’t expect to be going into a heat, and I thought I would be able to get a quick lunch with my sister today and do shopping tomorrow.”

“I-I can get you stuff.”

He watched her slowly light up, “y-you would do that for me? R-really?”

“Of course…”

‘Alpha wants to provide for us.’

“T-that would be nice,” she smiled softly. He could tell that she was holding back her emotions, as it wasn’t common for her, “thank you, alpha.”

A rumble tore itself from Ari’s throat from her gratitude. He felt like a proper alpha, caring for his omega, and it made him swell with pride; even more so when Arianna chirped responsively, then blushed, looking away from him.

“I’m sorry,” he sighed, watching her, “I-you do things to me, Arianna…”

“It’s obvious that you have a similar effect on me,” she pointed out, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear, “I jus-“

“Wait,” he called quickly. He processed what she said just then. His mind had been delayed momentarily while he adjusted to how she looked wearing his clothes, but now that it had caught up, he realized she admitted to not having eaten, “you haven’t eaten yet today, have you?”

“Well, no, I-“

Ari was quick to rush over to her, going to the coffee table and handing her a piece of pizza, “mega…if you’re coherent you need to get some food into you…I-you can’t just not eat…you’ll waste away by the time you are coherent again…you’re already so tiny.”

She blushed, looking away from him again, “Ari, I-“

“Don’t you dare say that you’re fine,” he teased, offering her the slice again, “I can tell that is what you were going to say…and if you’re not going to look after yourself, I’m going to be a proper alpha and do it for you…I did volunteer after all.”

She gave him a look before taking the piece from him and taking a small bite of the pizza before setting it on the counter. Ari gave her a soft look and she chirped once more. Every responsive action was going off in his mind as he watched his appreciative girl. He wanted more. He wanted to smother her in his affections to hear chirp after chirp, but he also didn’t want to scare her.

“I-can you stay with me? I-I’d rather you not leave, especially since you could smell my scent at the door,” she admitted nervously. Ari could hear the anxiety in her voice, and his inner wolf growled. He didn’t want to leave her and was happy to hear her request that he stay, “I-I don’t want an overeager alpha getting any ideas.”

“I’ll text a friend…have them pick up some groceries for your heat…” Ari said quickly, offering her what he could. She smiled and nodded, “he’s my VP, and he’s an omega lion, so he’ll know exactly what to get for a big cat.”

“Oh…okay…”

“Don’t take this the wrong way…but do you…have toys?” Ari asked, his own blush unable to be kept from his cheeks as he posed the question, “I-I know that big cats are especi-“

“I-I’ve never used a toy,” she admitted bashfully, “I just…the first and only heat I ever had was when it first happened…after that, my dad put me and my sister on scent blockers…I, uh…well, I used my fingers…and I nearly shredded everything within reach.”

“D-do you want Steve to pick you up a toy? I-I’m not trying to pressure you, but I want you to feel comfortable, Arianna. I-I don’t want you to think that I’m taking advantage of you. But I know from experiences with Steve that big cats can get a little…needy…” he asked delicately. She blushed and looked away, nodding, “okay…I’ll tell him to bring you heat supplies…and a toy for-“

“C-can you tell him to make sure it’s a bear’s knot?”

Ari felt his breath catch in his throat at her request. She continued to look away from him, and Ari fought to hold back the rumble that was threatening to escape him as she asked for a knot for his species, “W-what?”

“The toy,” she said nervously. She crossed her arms over her chest, tucking the long arms of the flannel underneath herself while she took a deep breath, “I-well…i-if you’re my mate…I should know what a bear’s knot feels like…I shouldn’t be getting a tiger’s spine…right?”

“I-if you want,” he said cautiously, trying to tread carefully, “but I don’t want you to feel pressured…if you want, Steve can get you a tiger’s spine…it’s not a big deal…”

And while he had told her it wasn’t a big deal, subconsciously he was holding his breath at the thought. Here she was, asking for a toy that was his species…his mind wandered to how she might take it, and he realized that he was feeling a little hot. She was studying his body. When their eyes met, she bit her lip. Ari’s eyes watched as her own trailed back to his crotch. He cleared his throat.

She blushed and she looked away from him, the pizza lay forgotten on the countertop as Ari loosely held onto his phone. He could smell a fresh wave of slick coating her thighs, the scent wrapping around him and making him salivate.

“Tell your omega friend to get me the bear toy,” she asked once more. Ari nearly dropped his phone as she turned away and started back to his room, “uh…i-if he can...find specifications that are more like you…i-if possible.”

The door clicked shut behind her and Ari nearly felt his heart stop.

“Well, hello little kitten…”

She looked at the man at the door nervously, “I-I need Curtis.”

“Lot of people need Curtis, omega…the unknown man smiled. He gave her a once over, then sniffed the air. His smirk only grew as he became able to scent her arousal, “I bet I could make you feel good little kitten…why don’t you let me take a shot at you.”

“Kemp, who the fuck is at the-shit, it’s you.”

‘Kemp’ gave the pudgy alpha a skeptical look as he stared between the omega and Lee, “you know her, Bodecker?”

“That’s the little omega that ditched Curtis.”

“I-I didn’t ditch him.”

“Oh, yeah you did,” Kemp chuckled, “came back home with a stick up his ass about it…dragged one of the pledges up to his room. He’s been making her take it all afternoon.”

Adriana felt jealousy rising up within her stomach, “what?”

“Shit, man, you can’t go telling big cats that,” Lee laughed, nudging his friend, “you should know that…those little things get possessive and jealous like nobody’s business…ain’t that right sweetheart.”

“That’s the point,” the man smirked, “love a riled up little kitty.”

“I’m not your sweetheart, you jerk,” she seethed, suddenly feeling defensive over the situation, “regardless of who you’re friends with, you were still really rude to that tour guide.”

“All part of the college experience sweetheart,” he chuckled. He nudged Kemp aside and opened the door a little bit more, “you gonna come inside, or you just gonna stand out there until all the available alphas can sent that little breakthrough heat Curtis pushed you into?”

She blushed, “Y-you can smell me?”

“Oh yeah, sweetheart. Big time,” Lee chuckled, taking a deep sniff of the air around her, “dainty little thing that’s got quite a strong scent. Much longer on our porch and you’ll have half the frats in Greek Row coming after ya. Should just let you sit there, after ditchin’ Curtis n all.”

“P-please don’t,” she whimpered nervously, suddenly much more self conscious, “I-I didn’t mean to…I just got scared.”

“Alright, mega,” he grunted. But when she didn’t move he snarled at her, “C’mon now. Get in the house, girl.”

“I-“

Lee sighed, cutting her off, “gonna make me alpha command ya, darling?”

“N-no, I just-“

“Well come on now, I ain’t got all night!” he hissed.

She whimpered and Lee smirked, ushering her into the frat house. A few guys who were in the living room looked up once they smelled her.

“Fresh meat.”

“Go ahead an’ try!” Lee scowled, “This here belongs to Curtis.”

“I-I don’t belong to anyone.”

“RIPE TO BE PICKED BOYS!”

A few more hollers and cheers started until an imposing force was felt behind her. She felt like her hair stood on edge, and she recognized the scent without having to turn around. Even if it was slightly tainted with the scent of another omega wrapped around him.

“The fuck do you want?”

“C-Curtis,” she said nervously, turning around. Curtis wanted to be angry at her. Hell, it had come across in his question, but the second he saw her face, he knew…the way her scent wrapped around him and invaded his senses. She smelled so sweet; like a ripe fruit, ready to be plucked by him. The way she looked at him, so pitifully, “C-Curtis, please.”

“My room, mega,” he growled in a seductive tone, a rumble rising from deep within his chest, “get in my room, right now.”

“I-I don’t know where it is.”

“Then let me show you,” he growled, snatching her up and throwing her over his shoulder as though she weighed nothing. Curtis’ rumble grew when she receptively chirped at him, and when her thighs rubbed together. He playfully smacked her ass, smelling a fresh wave of slick lining her panties, “gonna break you in, mega…you’re mine now…and I’m not letting you go. Knot that little cunt like I should have been doing hours ago.”

“Yours,” she whimpered. Curtis smelled the slick continue on as his hand massaged the globes of her ass. She shifted on his shoulder, her hand’s grabbing at his own ass. He gave her a warning growl and she chirped once more, “mine…”

Chapter 4

Tag List: @infatuatedjanes, @lohnes16, @dontbescaredtosingalong

#school days au #school days #college #the twins #alpha ari levinson #soft ari #ari levinson #werewolf #red sea diving resort #alpha curtis everett #dark curtis everett x reader #curtis everett #snowpiercer #snowpiercer au

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krirebr · 2 months

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We're All Monsters AU Masterlist

The Vampire side of my and @paperweight91 's giant supernatural AU. Check out her werewolf side here!

See each story for warnings.

Psycho Killer - Ransom Drysdale x Little Rabbit

A drunken dare and chance encounter jump-starts a whole new life.

Everybody Wants to Rule the World - Steve Rogers x Sunshine

Your vacation comes to an end when a powerful and mysterious man gets his first taste.

Coming Soon

Heads Will Roll - Curtis Everett x Angel x Jake Jensen

Training to be a slayer becomes even more difficult when you must hit the road with two hunters for your own safety.

Killing Moon - James Mace x Sneak

When you and your boyfriend steal something without fully realizing who you are stealing from, you're sent on a cross-country adventure by an ally you're pretty sure you shouldn't trust.

Dance Hall Days - Steve Rogers x Ransom Drysdale

Ransom meets a man in a bar who seems like he'll be fun for a night or two... A prequel series to I Can't Sleep Cause My Bed's On Fire

Head Over Heels

All Cole wants is someone to share eternity with. He won't stop looking until he finds them.

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imyourbratzdoll · 7 months

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Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

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𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆- 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒄𝒌 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 ft bigfoot kraven kravinoff x clueless reader.

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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔, 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 ft grim reaper morticia addams x naive reader.

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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒊𝒏, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆 ft devil klaus mikaelson x purely sinful reader.

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𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂 𝒅𝒖𝒎𝒃 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 ft ogre curtis everett x dumb reader.

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𝒂 𝒇𝒖𝒏 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒛𝒆, 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚 ft minotaur sam wilson x astray reader.

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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕- 𝒐𝒉, 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 ft clown damon salvatore x birthday girl reader.

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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓, 𝒔𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓 ft frankenstein bucky barnes, frankenstein’s monster edward scissorhands x indecisive reader.

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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒚𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅, 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒗𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒎 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄 ft witch santana lopez x victim reader.

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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏- 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 ft the mummy lara croft x explorer reader.

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𝒃𝒆𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒐'𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 ft the invisible man geralt of rivia x unaware reader.

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𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔𝒕'𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒎𝒃 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕 ft the wolfman henry cavill x priest's daughter reader.

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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒖𝒓𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 ft black lagoon creature shane walsh x swimmer reader.

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𝒅𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒂𝒎��, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒅, 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 ft beetlejuice robert ‘mr freezy’ pronge x troubled reader.

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the-iceni-bitch · 8 months

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𝕸𝖞 𝕭𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖎𝖘 𝕾𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖂𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖄𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖁𝖔𝖎𝖈𝖊

𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙾𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟹 - 𝚆𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚠𝚘𝚕𝚏 𝙲𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚜 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝

#natalie teases #monstrous mayhem #kinktober 2023 #curtis everett #werewolf!curtis everett #curtis everett x reader #female!reader #monster fucker

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imaginedreamwrite · 1 year

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Triad Tues:

New pairing of werewolf Ari and Curtis (cause CEvans has to be celebrated today) find their Luna in the same woman. They thought this might happen because they're a bonded pair.

The photograph in his hand seemed aged and cracked, it looked as if it had been pulled from the depths of some dark cellar but he knew the truth. The photograph in his hands had carried a weight that afflicted both of them in the same nostalgic and emotional way. It was an image of a human girl and two werewolves, one was himself and the other was his mate, the three of them smiling as the picture was captured.

They were together as a goodwill mission to try and draw peace between humanity and the many packs of werewolves. The goodwill mission had gone off without a hitch for a few years, and it was during this time that they had met you, however tensions had hit an all time high a few years later. The divide between humanity and creatures like them had become too wide of a cavern to bridge, the damage was permanent.

You were ripped from them before their parents could dare to claim protection over you since even they could recognize that you, as a human, belonged to Ari and Curtis. You were taken away, hidden from them in the strongholds humanity had built to protect them from werewolves. You were theirs, they recognized it even as children, and you were stolen.

War had struck out between humanity and werewolves. Humanity lost, and werewolves like them had taken their place over man like it should have been from the beginning. They were granted a place to lead, an entire and expansive pack to lead over, all they needed was you.

All they needed was their Luna, and after digging through the records that humans had kept of potential werewolf mates, they had found you. You had been hidden since childhood, squandering underground in a holding facility with other mates in an attempt to hit their kind where it had hurt. You and the other mates were ever meant to be found by them, and it was in their rage that they had set to turn anyone who opposed them to ash.

They, and werewolves like them that had also been searching, turned everyone who had a hand in stealing their mates to ash and dust. They were completely obliterated, like they should have been.

“And she is back where she belongs.” Curtis had addressed the picture in Ari’s hand and set his hand upon his mates’ shoulder. “She’s confused, they all are.. they haven’t seen the world in years.”

“Luna,” Ari folded the picture back in two and slipped it into his pocket then turned on his heel, watching the doors with bated breath, “she’s back.”

The doors creaked as they opened, the heavy weight pushed aside to grant you access to the room and the massive werewolves. They stood watching, studying you as you stumbled forward, your nails and feet dirty from the facility you were kept in. Your hair was unkempt and braided poorly, your clothes ill-fitting and tattered.

“If we had more time,” Curtis growled and stepped forward, his normally blue eyes rimmed with gold, “I would rip them to shreds now.”

“Later, Curtis.”

“I don’t…I don’t know what’s going on.” Your eyes were wide, your hands shaking as you cowered, so overwhelmed by the world and the state it was in now. “I don’t know where I am.”

“You don’t need to be so afraid.” Ari had rest his hand upon Curtis’ chest, stilling his anger as he stepped past him. “You’re safe, you’re home.”

“Home…no. No this isn’t-“

“My name is Ari, and this is Curtis.” He reached out for Curtis, drawing your attention from one to the other. “You’re hungry, you haven’t been eating well.”

“I don’t-“ there was a moment of pause, the wheels in your head turning before recognition sparked in your eyes. “Ari and Curtis-“

“Come eat.” Ari addressed you again slowly beckoning you to Curtis before he glanced over his shoulder, addressing the guards still waiting. “Make sure the rest get settled in. Give them a good greeting.”

Ari spoke violence to your keepers, a promise of blood and terror that he and Curtis would inflict upon them.

#triad Tuesday #werewolf!Ari Levinson x human!Reader x werewolf!Curtis Everett #werewolf!Ari Levinson #werewolf!Curtis Everett

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thezombieprostitute · 8 months

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Masterlist of Masterlists

If you prefer to search for specific characters, I have a separate masterlist for that.

Miscellaneous:

Alphas & Algorithms (Curtis Everett) (Complete)

Navy & Roo's Sleepover Bingo (Multiple characters) (Complete)

Werewolf AU - Prologue

Garbage Men AU

Changing Minds (Nick Fowler) (In Process)

Dream Come True (Curtis Everett) (Complete)

Hummingbird (Steve Rogers) (In Process)

Sparks Fly (James Mace) (In Process)

Drabbles:

Best Boobs in the World (Jake Jensen)

Lloyd's Lessons (Lloyd Hansen)

Morning Cuddles (Bucky Barnes)

New Year's Eve Kiss (Jake Jensen)

Werewolf Steve (Steve Rogers)

Adventures of Beta Reader & Her Mates (Omega!Hal Carter, Alpha!Bucky Barnes)

How it Started

Hal's Priority

Hal's Reward

Heats and Ruts

One-Shots:

Alpine (Suz's Blind Date Challenge) (Bucky Barnes)

Baby's First Christmas (Naughty or Nice Challenge) (Curtis Everett)

Don't Like the Cold (Monthly Challenge) (Curtis Everett)

His Soulmate (Lloyd Hansen)

Laughingstock (All Hallow's Tropes) (Steve Rogers)

To the Rescue (Kyle "Gaz" Garrick)

Vee's Holly Jolly Challenge:

Music in the Air (Bucky Barnes)

'Tis the Season, Sir (Steve Rogers)

Last Christmas (Nick Fowler, Hal Carter)

Zombie Asks:

Boyfriend Routines (Jake Jensen)

Done This 100 Times (Mordecai)

Done This 100 Times (Jake Jensen)

Inner Beasts (Ari Levinson, Steve Rogers, Curtis Everett, Bucky Barnes)

Kiss to Distract (Jake Jensen)

Kiss of Passion (Hal Carter)

Kiss to Promise (Steve Rogers)

Making Him Short Circuit (Jake Jensen)

Medieval Princess (Johnny Storm, Curtis Everett)

Missing You (Johnny Storm)

Office Fun (Andy Barber, Jake Jensen, Lloyd Hansen)

Pillow Fight Champion (Jake Jensen)

Sex Pollen (Bucky Barnes, Dark!Nick Fowler)

Technical Problems (Jake Jensen)

Trapping Jake in Bed (Jake Jensen)

Writing Process

#masterlist #master masterlist

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jamneuromain · 2 years

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Masterlist

Hello everybody :)))

I write for Chris Evans / Mads Mikkelsen and their characters (for now). Requests are opened. If you are interested, feel free to check out my stories. Unless specified, the stories are finished one-shots. Minors please don't interact. You are responsible for your own media consumption.

I will block bots on a weekly basis. If you are an actual human-being who want to follow, please have something on your dash or change your icon from the tumblr given setting so that I won't block you by mistake.

And apparently tumblr has flagged some of my work with mature themes, so be sure to turn on your settings ;)

Beautiful dividers by @firefly-graphics

Fluff: 💕 Angst: 🥀 Smut: 🔥 Dark: 🌑 Finished: ✓

Hannibal Lecter

Until the Next Time: Hannibal was meeting with his personal psychiatrist to try his personal therapy. (Hannibal Lecter x Original Female Character)🔥

The Lucky Saturday He Met You (Series ✓): One-shots of the stories between Chris (Actor) and You (no use of Y/N). 💕🔥

↑Update: postponed indefinitely because CE has a relationship now.

Multi. Chris Evans Characters

Together Or Not At All: Life as a roommate can be tricky, especially when you are living with Steve Rogers, Johnny Storm, Jake Jensen and Nick Grant. You opted to be a therapist, but things didn’t turn out exactly as planned… (Steve Rogers x Reader, Johnny Storm x Reader, Jake Jensen x Reader, Nick Gant x Reader) A collaboration with @rogerswifesblog/ @rogerswifesblog-updates. 💕🔥

Highway to Hell: A failed mission brought you once again back on earth, a punishment that’s more pleasurable than you'd normally expect punishments to be. Your punishment? Corrupting people’s thoughts. It’s easy, in a very simple way: sexual pleasure. Turns out no man can resist such a beauty like you.

And who were you? Oh, just the devil's child.

(Steve Rogers x Reader, Andy Barber x Reader, Curtis Everett x Reader, Ari Levinson x Reader, Lloyd Hansen x Reader, Jake Jensen x Reader) Anotherrr collaboration with @rogerswifesblog/ @rogerswifesblog-updates. 🌑💕🔥

Mr. & Mrs. Levinson: Mr. & Mrs. Smith AU. A story about how being enemies saved their marriage. (Ari Levinson x Original Female Character) 🥀💕🔥

Your Man: Cowboy AU. You find out a dirty secret of Ari's... (Ari Levinson x You) 💕

Grind Me Down: Omegaverse AU. You're in your heat, but Ari has something else in mind... (Ari Levinson x You) 💕🔥

You Had Me Before Hello: College AU, in which you are a new student on campus, and you met a handsome Librarian. (Ari Levinson x You) 💕🔥

Drabble Why "Buttercup"？💕

Drabble Distraction 💕🔥

Wild Child (Series): Royalty AU. You fake a relationship to avoid your upcoming marriage. (Ari Levinson x You) 💕🥀🔥 (newly updated)

A Work in Progress (WIP): Actor AU. Being a secret fan of the handsome actor, Ari Levinson, you have decided to pick up the pen and write fanfiction for him ... and a co-star.

Love and War (WIP): Bodyguard AU. Your father hired a bodyguard to protect your safety. Inspiration

Puppy Love (WIP): Werewolf AU. You picked up a poor little pupp at your doorstep... whoops, it's not a puppy.

Shower: College AU. You want to shower, but you can't. Because you are waiting for Steve, your best friend. (Steve Rogers x You) 💕

When Pigs Fly: Is there a chance for Captain America, to be your friend? (Steve Rogers x You) 💕

False Alarm: You, the sister of Tony Stark, is in a secret relationship with Steve, that Tony doesn't know about. (Steve Rogers x You) 💕

T-minus...: Steve is about to be late for his recording. Luckily, you're there to drag him out of his bed. (Steve Rogers x You)💕

Lie Still, Look Pretty: All you need to do is lie still, look pretty <3 (Steve Rogers x You) 🌑🥀🔥

I Knew You Were Trouble: Life Lesson: There's always going to be a coworker that you don't like. (Steve Rogers x You) 💕

A Proper Nest: Steve wants to build a proper nest for his upcoming heat. (Steve Rogers x You) 💕🔥

My Forget-me-not (Series):

Waking up at a hospital with a head injury, surrounded by strange people, and of course, you are desperate to go home.

Wait, where is your home? And more importantly, who are you??

(Steve Rogers x You) A collab with @rogerswifesblog / @rogerswifesblog-updates 💕🥀

Dancing in the Daydream (Series): College AU. Andy Barber is the lecturer for your class Creative Writing. (Andy Barber x You) 🥀💕🔥🌑

Lloyd Hansen

A Whiff of Blood (Series √): Mob AU. It is a dumb idea to be working for Lloyd when you have hemophobia. (Mob!Lloyd x Secretary!You) 🥀💕🌑 (newly updated)

Captain Syverson

Mean Daddy Part 2 : Your mean daddy comes home :] 💕🔥 (newly updated)

Some random ideas about:

Mob & Mob AU: Steve Rogers x OFC

Centaur AU: Ari Levinson x You/Reader

Bodyguard AU: Ari Levinson x OFC

-Drabble: Overstimulation 🔥

Demon AU: Ari Levinson x You/Reader

Favorite: Dark!priest!Ari x innocent/naive!reader

On you lap: Ransom, Jake, Johnny 💕

In Heat: Steve, Andy, Ari, Lloyd 💕🔥

DBF AU: Lloyd Hansen x You/Reader 🌑🔥

Cum Together Trifecta

Jammy's 500 Followers' Celebration

The Slumber Party Present Bingo (✓)

More stories can be read on AO3, but I can't promise all of them are in English :P

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slothspaghettiwrites · 2 years

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Sloth's Kinktober 2.0 Masterlist

Ah, the weather is finally getting cooler. The nights are longer. It's officially spooky season. And with it, my second attempt at kinktober! Thank you everyone who submitted a request! There were so many delicious and devious thots that I can't wait to share with you all!

These works have Adult Content. By clicking “Keep Reading” you have agreed that you are over the age of 18 and are willing to view such content. My work is not to be copied or translated onto any other platform. I have discontinued my taglist - follow @slothspaghettilibrary to be notified of when I post.

Food Play - Dark!Lee Bodecker x Fem!Reader

Pet Play - Bucky Barnes x Trans!Male!Puppy!Reader

Knife Play - Robert Pronge x Reader

Pegging - Sub!Loki Laufeyson x afab!Reader

Body Worship - Sub!Preserum!Steve Rogers x Reader

Size Kink - Frat boy!Chris Evans x SHORT!Fem!Reader

Shibari - Bruce Banner x Reader

CG/l - Tony Stark x Reader

Yandere - Ari Levinson x Reader

Cheating - Lee Bodecker x Reader

Impact Play (Spanking) - Daddy!Lee Bodecker x Babyboy

Primal Play - Alpha!Andy Barber x Alpha!Lloyd Hansen x Omega!Reader

Double Penetration - Andy Barber x August Walker x Fem!Reader

Biting - Werewolf!Lee Bodecker x Plus Size!Reader

Group Sex - Orgyverse Gang

Ovipositing - Venom x Eddie Brock x Reader

Somnophila - Dark!Andy Barber x Male!Reader

Threesome - Vampire!Bucky Barnes x Vampire!Steve Rogers x Succubus!Reader

Cum Play - Jake Jensen x Ghost!Reader

Overstimulation- Tentacle!Lee Bodecker x Reader

Blood Play - Vampire!Tony Stark x Reader

Praise Kink - Curtis Everett x Short!Reader

Knotting - Werewolf!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Sex Toys - Steve Rogers x Reader

Gagging - Orc!Lee Bodecker x Reader

Innocence Kink - Dark!Andy Barber x Reader

Chase Kink - Lee Bodecker x Reader

Fear Play - Andy Barber x Reader

Holding - Sugar Baby!Ransom Drysdale x Daddy!Reader

Daddy Kink - Gabe Kapler x Fem!Reader

Surprise fic for us all

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abbatoirablaze · 2 years

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School Days AU, The Professors, Chapter 6

Word Count: 7.2k

Warnings: angst, a/b/o dynamics, rejected nest, coercion, manipulation, dubcon/noncon relationship, threats

Tom was beyond drunk as he stepped onto the porch of the immaculately decorated cottage. A few hours ago, he had felt like dirt when he saw that his cell phone read 9 PM and that he had no messages from his mate. But he also knew why she wasn’t reaching out to him. She didn’t have a way to, and he hadn’t spoken to her since before either of them had their revelations.

He knew where he should have been, but after the disaster that was the entirety of his day, he wasn’t entirely sure that he could do it sober. No, Tom was terrified not only of the implications and what it could mean for him and his new mate, but of his own feelings. She looked so mortified to see him teaching her class.

What if she rejected him?

“What are you looking at?”

Tom looked to Sebastian, his equally drunk companion who had his brow raised at him, “my phone…”

“No shit,” the younger alpha laughed, clapping his friend on the shoulder, “you’ve been staring at it for ten minutes. You’re looking at it like you’re waiting for something…did you expect her to call you or something? What’s going on, with you?”

Tom frowned even further. And he realized an error on his part. She didn’t have his number. She couldn’t call or text him. She couldn’t so much as send him an email, unless she was willing to send him one through his school email. And she was so professional about everything involving school that he knew despite her being an omega, she wouldn’t allow her hindbrain to win that battle.

Tom took a deep breath and released a heavy sigh, “I-I never gave her my number. I-I just realized that she can’t contact me.”

Sebastian laughed as he tipped back his beer, “well in your defense, you two were doing something a little bit more important…I mean, you realized that she was your mate and you acted on it. She can’t fault you for that, can she?”

“Yeah,” he sighed, suddenly more upset with himself than ever. Not only had he found out that Emily was a student and not a professor, but one of his own students. And while she was his mate, a marked one, he’d never even so much as given her a way to contact him, “I-I feel like a shit alpha though…she should at least have my number, right? What if during that week of our little paradise something had happened when I was teaching? Sh-she wouldn’t have been able to contact me.”

Sebastian shrugged, “I mean, I’m not going to disagree with you on that.”

“Emily,” the drunken alpha whimpered, lightly knocking on the door. A hiccup pushed past his lips, and his head felt like it was filled with cement as he leaned against the door frame, “Em…I’m sorry…please open the door, mate…I’m an idiot! Please…omega?”

His little knocks were lost on him, as the omega in question had fallen asleep, tearfully, in the guest bedroom just forty minutes prior, thinking that she had been abandoned by her mate for the same reasons he was fearful of.

But Tom sighed, leaning more against the door frame, feeling as though his little mate was not only ignoring him, but giving him a soft rejection. He began to feel entirely too warm in his sport coat and button-up. Stripping off the sport coat, he unbuttoned his shirt, and laid against the cool wood in front of the door.

“I’m not leaving you, my sweet omega. My perfect little mate who I will one day fill with pups,” the drunken alpha whispered to himself. His hand caressed the bottom of the door frame as he continued his drunken musings, “I’m a shit alpha for not coming home sooner, but I love you and I will beg for your forgiveness until it is received. I’ll stay here day and night if I must…I’ll do it for you, my sweet omega.”

He continued repeating similar sweet nothings to himself until his hazy mind allowed itself to fall into a dreamless slumber.

“What are you doing here?”

Tom groaned at the small but harsh nudge, which felt more like a kick, to his hip. His stomach lurched at the contact as his head reminded him that it hated him for drinking so much last night. Tom groaned again when he felt a similar kick a little higher to his side. His eyes fought the spots that appeared in his vision when he forced his eyes open, battling both his hangover and the obscene light that was shining from the sun.

“Shit, it’s bright.”

“Are you drunk, Professor Hiddleston?”

“The correct term is hungover, mate,” he said with a half chuckle, trying to make a joke as he sat up. Emily frowned even further, keeping her own tears at bay while looking at her mate. He was chaotic at best. His sport coat had been left halfway up the porch steps, and his button-up was halfway off his body, twisted around and caught on his left arm, looking like it’d been mostly torn off before he gave up on that as well. His car door was still open, and she could see one of his shoes hanging on the lip of the door, keeping it from being closed. She fought the urge to help him up as she looked at her half-naked mate, sitting on the porch in front of her, “I-I tried to come home…but…I realized I don’t know where the key is.”

“I was up until nearly one AM waiting for you.”

Tom could hear the sadness in her voice. The rejection. He fought against the migraine tugging at the seams of his mind as he tried to focus on her. While she wasn’t crying, Tom could see the blotchiness on her cheeks…the puffiness of her eyes. And it had broken Tom’s heart.

She had cried over him last night.

“Mate…”

“Don’t call me that,” she hissed angrily, “a mate wouldn’t do that to his other half. A mate wouldn’t abandon me like that.”

Tom frowned at the anger that laced her voice, “but you are my mate.”

“What kind of mate leaves his mate after that kind of revelation? I was terrified, and left alone, Tom,” she squeaked, the distress in her tone making her scent sour, “what kind of alpha leaves his omega heartbroken like that.”

“Not a very good one,” he frowned. She scoffed, and Tom pushed himself up until he was on his knees, grasping at her hips to pull her closer. His jaw nuzzled against her hips as he inhaled her scent deeply, “I-I’ll leave if you tell me to…but I wanted to be here. I had to be here when you woke up…I-I’m just scared. I never thought that I’d find my mate, let alone in a student, Emily. I don’t want to lose my job…but I can’t stand the thought of losing you…just tell me what to do, omega…you’re what matters to me the most.”

Emily sighed, “get up, Tom…you’ll probably be late for your classes if you don’t get to work.”

“Emily, none of that matters…don’t you get what I’m saying?” he sighed, getting to his feet. He kept his hold on her as he looked deep into her eyes, “I don’t care about my job if you’re still upset with me, omega.”

“I have to go to work, anyways…” she mumbled, breaking eye contact, “w-we couldn’t talk even if I wanted to talk to you…which right now, I don’t.”

“I-I don’t want to leave, Em,” he said sadly, feeling slightly rejected by the fact that she didn’t automatically stop to think about staying with him, “I know I fucked up…but I don’t want to leave. I’m not going to abandon you…I’m serious about that. I’ll stay here day and night if that means the chance that you’ll say a few words to me at a time.”

Emily pushed away the tears that threatened to bite her cheeks. She gave a heavy sigh and wiped angrily at her cheeks to make sure she didn’t start crying again. She looked away from him and shook her head, “I-I really do have to go to work, Tom.”

“L-let me stay?” he asked softly, practically a step away from begging her, “I-I’ll be home waiting for you when you get back…we can talk then. Please…I just…I don’t want to leave. I’ll sit on the porch all day if I have to.”

“Fine.” She sighed to herself and unlocked the door once more, letting Tom in, “I’m not going to make you sit on the porch…we’re going to talk when I get home. And it’s going to be a very serious conversation Tom…what happened last night is never going to happen again…i-if we do stay together…”

He gave her a hopeful look and instantly pulled her to his chest. His heart raced and he was happy, knowing that she was willing to give him some semblance of a chance, “I-I will be here…I promise…and I know…”

“I’m only doing this because we’ve already marked each other,” she admitted sadly. Tom frowned, pulling away from her slightly. She sounded pained by her own admission. He nodded, showing that he understood, “I-I’ll be home around five…i-if you have to leave, there’s a spare key under the potted plant by the door…”

“Five…okay…I-I’ll see you then!” he agreed. Tom leaned forward, hoping that she would allow him to kiss her. She turned away when he went for her lips. And while he did kiss her cheek, he frowned a little more, “I promise. I-I won’t leave you again, my love. I’m an idiot, but I won’t do-”

“Tom?”

Tom turned back, stopping himself from going inside, “yes omega?”

“You might want to clean up your little drunken adventure,” she replied sadly, looking back to the driveway. Tom blushed, and nodded at her, heading back to collect the shirt that he’d thrown off when he got up, as well as his sport coat and shoe. His keys were still in the ignition, and he noticed that he’d left the car running all night, “if you need gas, I have some in the shed…you can put it in the car until you’re able to get to a station.”

“Thank you, omega…”

“Don’t thank me yet,” she grumbled as she bit her lip, “we still have to talk when I get home, alpha…and there will be rules. This isn’t happening again…I’m very serious about that.”

He nodded once more, toeing off his other shoe once he got in the house, dropping his clothes in a pile by the door. She frowned at him once more as she closed the door behind him. For a brief moment she wanted to cave into her hindbrain and just spend the day with Tom.

Her inner wolf was running around in her mind, happy that her alpha hadn’t truly abandoned her, but she was far from okay with the fact that he thought it would be perfectly acceptable to just show up on her doorstep hung over. With a heavy sigh she padded down the steps to leave. Tom heard her car pulling away a few moments later, and he looked around to the cottage.

Her scent was normally so sweet and fragrant. But he could smell the distress in the living room. Her scent had slightly soured, and it made him feel like a terrible person for even going to have drinks with Sebastian, even though it did give him the clarity he needed. He felt his heart lurching at the thought that she must have waited in the living room for him, watching the door for him to walk through.

The first thing that Tom did was go up to the stairs, knowing that he’d seen a computer in her spare bedroom. He needed to send out an email to his classes, giving them an assignment and cancelling class for the day. But his mind paused as he passed the main bedroom. The scent seemed especially pungent in front of the door.

With a heavy sigh, he opened the door. And while the scent hadn’t soured inside of the room, he could tell that it was stale. His heart broke a little bit more as he realized that she hadn’t slept in the room last night. She must have stood outside the door, arguing with herself on whether or not to go in. While he understood her not being in the nest, it had upset him slightly. He mentally put that on a list of things to fix up and do for the day while she was at work.

But first…the guest room. To cancel his classes.

His frown got even worse the closer he got to the room. He could smell her so much that he realized where she’d spend the night. Alone, in the guest bedroom of her own home, because she couldn’t stand the thought of being rejected by him.

Tom knew in the moment that he’d opened the door to the guest room that he’d had more than his fair share of things to make up for when she came home tonight.

Sebastian frowned when he saw Alana in class on Monday. He hadn’t seen her since Thursday afternoon when they parted in the park, and while he’d given her his number, she had yet to utilize it. He also noticed that she was unnaturally quiet and hadn’t corrected him when he purposely flubbed a quote from Socrates. Nor had she bothered making eye contact with him.

No, he could tell that not only was she uncomfortable, but she was also rejecting the idea of even looking at him. It made his stomach turn, and it felt like a soft rejection, something that he wasn’t comfortable with.

“Miss. Moore, can you please stay after class?” he requested once he’d managed to dismiss everyone, “there is a few things that I’d like to go over with you!”

She sighed, and Sebastian noticed a few guys in the back row spare her a glance before heading out of the classroom. Alana bit her lip, looking back to the door of the lecture hall, before collecting her bag and heading to the front where he stood, “y-you needed to see me, Professor Stan?”

“Yes,” he nodded. He watched as the rest of the students emptied out before he leaned in a little closer to her, “y-you didn’t call…or even text me this weekend. I-is everything okay? I didn’t mean to offend you if I did that…”

“P-Professor Stan, is this about schoolwork, or no?”

Sebastian frowned, upset at the fact that she seemed to be distant from him. She called him Professor Stan, and not Sebastian, like he’d insisted. He reached out to put a hand on her arm and she shied away from him, “I-what’s wrong, Alana?”

“C-can we talk about this later?” she asked softly as her gaze returned to the back of the lecture hall where one of the exits was, “I-I have another class to get to, Professor Stan…and I can’t be late.”

“You can call me Sebastian, Ala-“

“Sebastian…I need to go,” she said firmly, looking back to the door once again, “Please.”

He frowned, gesturing to the back door, “fine…I-I guess I’ll see you later then…”

“Yeah…”

Sebastian waited, pacing like a dog waiting for its owner for the full hour. Not only had she not shown up, but she hadn’t bothered to text him to let him know that she was cancelling. He’d expected her to come to his office at five PM, as she’d originally scheduled, but by six he realized that she wasn’t coming. No, she’d ghosted him.

It had hurt his pride.

Genuinely, it had.

Sebastian was an alpha. An alpha that wasn’t used to rejection. Wasn’t used to women not falling all over themselves just to become closer to him. Whether it was because of his family name, or his family’s wealth, a woman rejecting him was not a familiar feeling with him. It made him feel all too insecure with himself, and it was a feeling that he certainly did not like.

And that’s what made him decide to go the media wing. He smiled, seeing Professor Nelson still in the classroom. He raised his brow when he saw Sebastian.

“Sebastian? Do my eyes deceive me?” the professor joked. Sebastian chuckled, knowing that neither man usually ventured into the other’s wing, “this is a rare sight indeed. what are you doing here?”

He chuckled and ran his hand along the back of his neck, “I’m sorry, I don’t know why I came down here. Hopefully you can help me?”

“With?”

“A student of yours,” he said slowly, thinking of the lie as he spoke, “Miss. Moore…she uh-she shot me this past week…I hadn’t gotten a chance to see the photos. She had to rush to her next class…and I didn’t know she had turned them in yet or not…”

“Alana, yes,” he smiled, turning back to his desk. He waved Sebastian over and pulled up two photos from the series, “it was an amazing set. She was able to have some great chemistry with you. It’s impressive! She’s a natural.”

Sebastian smiled, seeing the images, “she made me look younger.”

Professor Nelson chuckled, “no editing. It was either black and white or color, and that was about as much editing as they were allowed. She’s a good kid. Shows a lot of promise. I was surprised that she managed to get you to volunteer in all honesty.”

“Really?” he asked, quirking a brow, “why?”

“Well, I told the students to pick a model, and most of my students pick significant others or random people if they can’t find a friend,” he chuckled, “not usually professors. Though, it did inspire me to approach a few other professors so that we can do live photo studies with them.”

“Really?”

“Yeah,” he sighed, “unfortunately, not many teachers outside of the media or art wing agreed. They don’t want to ‘waste their time’ was the most common response. I swear, most of them only are willing to do something if it benefits them. What about the students? This is their time to shine, right?”

“Assholes.”

“I’m actually glad you showed up,” he smiled as he turned back to pick up his phone from his desk, “I was going to send you an email today and ask you if you would be up for volunteering again…if not it’s fine, but I-“

“Can I work with Miss Moore again?” he asked, cutting his fellow colleague off, “I feel so awkward having my picture taken normally, but when she shot me, I just felt so calm and relaxed. It felt natural, you know?”

“With a good photographer, it always does,” he smiled, nodding his head, “yeah. I’d be okay with you working with her again…but the photo studies are going to go the rest of the semester with new sets being every other week. I’m going to make it their finals. Can you commit to at least two shoots a month?”

“If I’m paired with her I can.”

“Great,” he smiled happily, “I’ll send out an email to Miss Moore, and I’ll send you an email as well with the topics and list of shoots, that the two of you can accomplish. I may end up having the two of you start this week that way you two can be my examples if that’s alright?”

“Sounds perfect,” Sebastian smiled, suddenly feeling like he was on top of the world, “I’m excited for this, Nelson.”

“Me too, Stan.”

“I don’t appreciate what you did, Professor Stan.”

Sebastian turned around, the smallest of smiles tugging at the corners of his lips when he saw her. Alana looked beyond pissed off at him as she held her books in front of her. He frowned.

“Nice to see you too, Miss. Moore…you missed your check-in on Monday.”

“So, you went and talked to my photography professor to make sure I’m stuck with you all semester?” she asked. Sebastian bit the corner of his cheek and she glared at him, “that was a really low blow, Sebastian.”

“I wasn’t doing it to piss you off,” he said quickly, noticing the change in the way she addressed him, “I did it because I was worried. Thursday was…amazing. And it’s obvious that you feel a lot of the same things that I do-“

“You’re my professor.”

“And you’re my mate.”

Her mouth parted slightly, and Sebastian looked at her, waiting for a response. She gave a heavy sigh, “I have a boyfriend, Sebastian…I-I really like him…and I don’t want to mess that up.”

Sebastian felt his heart plummet into the pit of his stomach. He took a deep breath, “w-what?”

“I have a boyfriend,” she repeated softer. She bit her lip and looked up to the older man, “I-I thought that I would be able to figure it all out on Thursday…and then I went to Bobby’s on Friday and I just…I couldn’t break up with him. H-he told me that he thinks I’m his mate too…”

Sebastian frowned, “that’s impossible-“

“I’m not breaking up with him, Sebastian. What he and I have is something…special,” she said quickly, cutting him off. Sebastian could hear the uneven, nervous beating of her heart and the way that her scent was less fragrant, “he uh…he thinks I should drop your class and just wait until next semester and take it with a different professor…I-“

“But I’m your partner for your photography class now.”

“Yeah…” she frowned, “that makes this even more difficult. It’s not fair of me to be dating Bobby and make you wait while I try to figure out what exactly I feel for him, so I’m not even going to consider asking that of you…but I also don’t want you to think that I’m going to leave him for you either, because I’m not.”

“S-so what are you going to do?”

“I’m not dropping your class,” she replied as she bit the corner of her lip, “or my photography class…Bobby won’t be happy, but I’m not pushing away my career because of what we did…but you may be seeing some of his brothers around.”

“Ala-“

“Please, Professor Stan…I think we should put as many barriers as we can between us,” she said sadly, “I-I think we should stick with our last names. I-I’m also going to have one of his frat brothers or him with me every time we shoot…bec-“

“Because you don’t trust me.”

“Because Bobby doesn’t trust you…and quite frankly I don’t trust myself either,” she corrected. She gave him a sad smile, “Bobby…well…he-he’s one of those super alpha ultra-macho guys. He doesn’t think that we should be alone together to begin with…he doesn’t get that it’s a human thing and that I don’t feel the same things that an omega might…but I also don’t really get the whole shifter thing either…”

“You said that one of his frat brothers might be with you when we shoot if it’s not him?”

“Yeah,” she said slowly, “they’re all kind of dicks…so fair warning on that…”

“What frat?”

“Alpha Chi Rho…but listen…I-I should leave. I have to get to my next class,” she sighed, “Professor Nelson told me that we’ll be the examples for the live studies…so I’ll message you later in the week to get a shoot done.”

Sebastian watched her sadly walk out of the classroom. And his mind was on her the entire rest of the afternoon his mind also swirled around ‘Bobby’ and ‘Alpha Chi Rho.’ By the time he’d finished his classes for the day, he cancelled his office hours. He’d looked up where the Alpha Chi Rho house was, never having made himself familiar with it when he was part of his frat, and had every intention of telling ‘Bobby’ to back up and leave his mate alone.

Which is how he found himself on Greek Row. He sneered. He, himself had been part of another frat, Phi Sigma Alpha, which ironically, was right across the street. But he was well aware of the guys of Alpha Chi Rho. If there was one thing that Alana was right about, it was the fact that the Rho’s were the super macho alphas of campus. They were the only all alpha only fraternity, and that had always struck Sebastian as wrong. They prided themselves on being ‘the best of the best,’ but all they really did was look down on anyone not an alpha. And more often than not, they tended to be bullies.

But it was a simple knock on the door that made his own testosterone go into overdrive. He’d recognized two of the boys from the class that Alana had. He couldn’t place them offhand, but he knew that if they were here, they must have been upperclassmen.

One narrowed his eyes at Sebastian, “YO! LOVER BOY ACTUALLY FUCKIN SHOWED!”

Sebastian narrowed his eyes at the younger man, “you were in my class.”

“Keepin an eye on our brother’s girl,” the second one commented. The first, who had yelled through the house hit his ‘brother’s’ chest, “the hell Barnes…thinking cuz you’re VP I won’t hit ya back in front of a professor?”

“He don’t need to know shit,” ‘Barnes’ commented, “go be an actual adult and grab Bobby…he was upstairs with one of the pledges showing them around.”

Sebastian’s jaw clenched, “is that code for fucking another girl behind his girlfriend’s back?”

“What’s it to-“

“Shut up and get him Storm,” Barnes grumbled. Storm disappeared from the door, and Barnes took up a majority of the frame, trying to intimidate the older man with his aura, “pretty brave of you to come here, prof…think your title saves you from dealing with us if you fuck with our brother’s girl? We don’t have any problem kicking a professor’s ass because he crossed some lines.”

“Think threatening a professor makes you a bigger man?” Sebastian asked, narrowing his eyes at the younger man while throwing out his own aura. Barnes sneered, but bared his neck after a few moments, submitting to him. Sebastian smirked, “that’s right…I know how to deal with pups like you, Barnes. Think you’re all big and bad because you’re a bit on the larger side for an alpha…that don’t mean shit.”

“Clear out.”

The others looked to see a larger man with a girl on his arm. The omega was giggling as she clung to his side. He could feel his aura from the door and Sebastian frowned.

“You Bobby?”

“Bobby’s not coming downstairs,” the guy replied shortly as he pulled the omega closer to himself, “he’s busy.”

“Tell him I’m here to talk to him.”

“He doesn’t give a fuck, prof,” the guy responded, “and I’m president. I’m saying he’s not coming downstairs, so he’s not coming downstairs. I don’t feel like having the cops come here because he shredded some professor for harassing his girlfriend.”

“I’m not harassin-“

“Looks like that to me…hell, one of our brothers is a cop, and I know he’d hate to come back to the house and arrest yo,” the guy replied, quicker in his responses. He patted the omega’s ass, “baby girl, go back upstairs. Daddy’ll be there in a few minutes, okay?”

“Yes daddy!” she giggled sweetly.

He smiled and leaned down, giving her a gentle kiss to her forehead, “love you, mega.”

“Love you, alpha.” she purred. When she turned away, Sebastian caught a mating mark on her neck, and he found himself looking back to the large alpha who had a matching on just below his mating gland. The alpha himself was glaring at him.

“Didn’t I say clear out?” he growled, this time he threw his aura at the remaining guys by the door. Barnes didn’t cave as easily, but he did turn away from him. The guys grumbled about ‘missing the action’ before turning and heading upstairs or deeper into the house. The large alpha exited and closed the door behind him, “you’re going to leave Bobby’s little toy alone, capiche?”

Sebastian growled at the way that he spoke about her, calling her a toy, “and what are you? Bobby’s bodyguard?”

“I’m the president of Alpha Chi Rho, Curtis Everett…and I know who you are, Professor Stan. It’s why I allowed Bobby to take some of the guys so they can watch over Alana. I know you Sigma’s like to pretend to be the good guys, but you’re not. She’s a human that doesn’t know the difference between a good alpha and a bad one…you aren’t what’s good for her,” he informed him firmly. Sebastian tensed, feeling put off by him, “you’re going to stop this bullshit, fawning over his little toy. You’re going to give her a passing grade and she’s not going to show to your classes anymore. And the only time you’re going to be allowed to meet with her is when she’s stuck doing that stupid fucking photography class. Understand, prof?”

Sebastian felt himself snarl, “that’s not up to you…”

“Bobby’s asked me to handle it, so I am,” Curtis said, narrowing his eyes, “now personally, I’d rather be knotting my mate…but since you decided to pull your bullshit, my attention is now split between her and this stupid little drama. And when anything takes me away from my mate, I take it seriously. So, you need to go find an omega your own age and stop kissing little school girls.”

“So, then you know my situation.”

“You kissed a claimed girl, professor,” Curtis chuckled darkly, “you scented her in a public fucking place…do you know how many pledges we had to throw at Bobby to get him calm enough that he wouldn’t kick your ass on sight? He’s run through most of the alpha girls…cheating on his poor little plaything, because of you. And that’s really on you, prof. How’s it feel knowing you caused that, huh? Feel like a big bad alpha now?”

“She obviously doesn’t matter to him if he’s fucking around.”

“She’s human,” he said, rolling his eyes, “she couldn’t handle an alpha rut. Barely made it through his rut in the summer. But Bobby wants to keep her around…likes her I guess. And I’m going to help a brother out, because that’s what a good one does.”

“I’m not backing down, Curtis.”

“Fine,” he said, shrugging his shoulders. Sebastian’s brow furrowed as the president started back into his house, “I gave you your warning prof, but Bobby doesn’t play fair…he’ll break your little fucking mate and not think twice about it if she doesn’t listen to every word he says.”

By the weekend Sebastian still hadn’t heard from Alana. Meanwhile, Calista was having the opposite issue with Natasha. She’d had so many texts and calls from her that she had to turn her phone off and hand it over to Chris. She was so upset by the fact that Natasha had alpha commanded her, that there was no way she could forgive her in any short time span, and thankfully, Chris was there for her.

“Are you going to tell me what just happened” Chris asked when they got back to Sebastian’s house, “I-I mean, if you don’t want to tell me, I understand, but it’s something that we will have to talk about eventually…you know that? Right sweetie?”

She frowned, “I-I’ve been in an abusive relationship before…”

Chris frowned. That was not what he had expected. Calista lifted up her shirt and started lowering her pants to show Chris a scar.

“I’m so sorry…”

“At first I didn’t think too much of it,” she offered with a sniffle, “I mean it was a cute little high school thing. I thought he was just really protective of me. He would always walk me to classes. Always holding doors open. Just all in all, he was always there. Whenever I needed him. But I realized that any time I didn’t agree with him he would alpha command me.”

Chris’ frown deepened, his mind instantly going back to the conversation from dinner where Natasha had bulldozed over her, “I-I’m sorry Calista.”

“Natasha knew about him,” she sighed, “he goes here too, but she made sure that our schedules were polar opposites, so-so I never see him. He’s a trumpeter. I mean, thankfully I haven’t seen him around, but I know he’s still here…and I just…well, the night I went to break up with him, he alpha commanded me to stab myself.”

Chris’ eyes bulged as they went back to her scar. But he sat, frozen in his seat, “Cali-“

“He said he found out about Natasha…called me a dyke,” she whimpered, not able to maintain eye contact with him any longer, “he said that gays deserve to die…he pulled a knife from his bag and he commanded me to stab myself…I-I did…and he left me at the high school to bleed out in the band room. If a janitor hadn’t have walked by…I-“

But she didn’t get to continue before Chris pulled her against his chest, his own tears blurring his vision, “no one is ever going to hurt you again, omega…I-I won’t let them.”

“I-I don’t want to think that Natasha would do anything like that,” she cried against his chest, fisting his shirt, “bu-but…she knew what he did. She knew how I felt about the commands…and she did it…it just sent me back…I-“

“It’s okay baby,” Chris cried, holding her to his chest, “you don’t have to talk about it okay…you can stay with me as long as you want…we can get your schedule moved around…it-it’s still early enough in the school year…just say the word and I’ll take care of it. Y-You won’t have to so much as see her if you don’t want to, Cal…but it’s entirely up to you. Just tell me what you want, and we’ll do it.”

“I can’t see her, Chris…please…help me.”

“Good evening…”

“Hey…”

“You uh…you’re Chris’ omega?”

She nodded softly, “I-I can stay in his room if you want me to…”

“No, no,” he said quickly, shaking his head, “I just…I didn’t expect to see you. Chris has been kind of hiding you the past few days…”

She frowned, “I’m sorry…Chris let me hide away in his room…I-uh…I’m kind of going through something. With Natasha.”

“He told me,” he frowned, taking a beer from the fridge. When she looked at it, he held it out to her, “do you want one?”

“I-uh…I’m nineteen.”

“You’re not planning on driving anywhere, are you?”

“I-I don’t have a car.”

He smiled and passed her one of the bottles after cracking it open. Opening the fridge, he’d grabbed himself another one, and cracked it open before taking a swig, “from what Chris tells me, you need it then…”

“Natasha doesn’t like alcohol.”

She frowned realizing that she’d rejected the drink under the grounds that her mate wouldn’t like it. Sebastian gave her a sympathetic look, “I can get you something else if you like.”

“No,” she said firmly, putting her hand over the bottle. She picked it up and took a swig, “I-I want to start doing things because it’s what I want to do…n-not what she expects of me.”

“Do you want to drink?”

She frowned. Not entirely put off by the question, but she wasn’t entirely sure about the answer. Did she want to drink?

“I-I don’t know.”

“Well, how about this…I’ll grab you a bottle of water, and I won’t judge you if you don’t drink,” he said in a kind, soft tone. Turning back to the fridge, Cal watched as he grabbed her a bottle and slid it across the island to her, “and in the meantime, I’m going to spill my guts to you, because I need a sounding board, and quite frankly, I don’t care if it’s Chris, Tom, or someone I don’t know…if that’s alright.”

Cal gave him a small smile, happy that he was offering her a distraction that didn’t include her own personal relationship woes, “O-okay.”

Sebastian smiled, walking around the island before sitting on one of the bar stools beside her, “we can even pretend we’re in a bar and don’t know each other if you want.”

“We really don’t know each other,” she giggled, feeling more at ease by the alpha’s joke, “Y-you’re a silly man, Sebastian.”

“Thank you,” he smirked, taking another swig from his beer, “so where did Chris go off to anyways while he left you here?”

“He-he’s picking up a pizza…I asked if we could do a pizza and movie night.”

“You’re getting Chris to eat pizza?” he laughed, “the man hasn’t even looked at a carb as long as I’ve known him and you’re getting him to eat that? Fair warning, I may be invading your movie night just for the chance to see him eat pizza.”

Calista giggled again, feeling even more at ease with the elusive roommate that Chris had told her about, “O-okay…but weren’t you going to tell me about something you needed help with first?”

“You’re a girl, right?”

Calista smiled, unable to stifle her laughter. Instead, she opted for a sarcastic tone as she ‘looked at herself’ in mock horror, “Me? What? When did that happen? All this time I thought I was a guy!”

Sebastian smiled, “alright smartie…well brace yourself! This is about to get real.”

Calista grinned now, using both her hands to brace herself on the counter, earning a look from Sebastian, “what? You said to brace myself!”

“Oh, you’re perfect for Chris,” he laughed, turning back to his beer. He took another drink, and this time, Calista reached for her own bottleneck and tipped it back, enjoying the foreign taste, “so…I don’t know if Chris has told you or not, but I found my mate…and she’s a student in one of my classes.”

“Hmm,” she said passively, “there seems to be a lot of that going around lately.”

Sebastian rolled his eyes, knowing that she was referring to both herself, and the situation where Chris had told her about their roommate Tom falling for one of his students, only he’d marked her and then realized that she was a student, not a professor.

“Anyways,” he laughed, dragging out the word, “I haven’t heard from her since Wednesday…and it’s now the weekend…and our first shoot is due by Wednesday…she has my number, but she never texted me…would it be weird if I reached out to her via her school email?”

“Kind of,” she admitted softly, “Chris told me that she’s got a boyfriend…right?”

“Yeah,” he groaned, “from a rival frat too!”

She frowned, “a rival frat?”

“When I went here, I was in a frat called Phi Sigma Alpha,” he told her softly, “me, Chris, Tom…we all went here…me and Tom were Alphas…Chris pledged as a Rho…but we forgave him for that.”

She giggled at the cheeky comment, just as Chris strolled into the house, the smell of a large pepperoni pizza filling the air.

“LUCY I’M HOME!”

Chris was surprised to follow the sounds of her giggles, finding her still in the kitchen, but not alone. Sebastian was sat beside her, an unopened bottle of water in front of her, and a beer that was half gone beside that. Chris rose his brow.

“I-I wanted a beer,” she said quickly, following his line of sight, “he didn’t force me to drink it.”

“Beer?” Sebastian offered his friend. Chris shook his head.

“No,” he smiled, reaching out for the bottle of water, “if someone is getting an introduction to drinking tonight, I’m going to be the sober one.”

Her eyes widened slightly, “I-I’m allowed to have more than one?”

Chris leaned forward and kissed her temple, “you can have as many as you want omega…I’ll only cut you off if you have too much.”

She chirped happily at his comment and Sebastian gave them a soft look, “see…that’s what I want…you two are cute together…the girl I like…the one I was telling you about…we kissed, and she avoided me all last week. Then on Wednesday she told me she had a boyfriend. So, as I was saying…I went to the guys place…and here’s the thing I didn’t tell you Chris, her boyfriend…a Rho…”

Chris froze, looking at his friend, “what?”

“Kids a Rho…belongs to your frat.”

“Rho’s don’t really do girlfriends, Sebastian…especially not their current line up. I think only one really has a girl right now…and that’s rare.”

“I gathered as much when he wouldn’t come to their door, and their president tried scaring me off!” he grumbled, “you know Curtis…right?”

“Dear god, please tell me Curtis isn’t her boyfriend.”

She looked to Chris, “What’s the matter with dating a Rho?”

“They’re kind of ultra-macho dicks,” he admitted sadly, “I mean…as you can see, we grow out of it…but…it takes some time.”

“No…some guy name Bobby!” Sebastian claimed, “but apparently the girlfriend rule went out the window, because that Curtis kid had his mate there too.”

Chris’ eyes closed and he sighed, “Bobby Pronge?”

Sebastian shrugged, rolling his eyes, “I don’t know the fucker’s last name…it doesn’t matter…the point is, I went there and tried to talk to him like a man. But he wouldn’t show his face…he was too busy fucking some pledge for their sister sorority.”

Calista bit her lip, remembering the name, but not able to place it, “that’s really messed up.”

“Right?” he asked, turning his attention to her, “I just…I don’t know what to do. If it’s weird to message her through her school email, and I don’t have her number, what else can I do?”

“You just have to wait, I guess,” she sighed sadly, taking another drink of her beer, “sometimes you just have to wait out the situation and hope for the best.”

“I don’t want to wait though.”

“Hey…I waited and look what happened to me!” she pointed out, “I ended up getting to know my other mate…”

“Uggh,” he groaned, “that’s just it. She claimed that this fuck head was her mate…after we discussed it when we kissed, we had the understanding that I was her mate.”

“Well, I have two,” Calista reasoned, “Maybe this girl has two mates as well…I mean…I’m not going to lie, when I found out that Chris was my other mate back in May, it sent me into a tizzy. I freaked out…having two alphas is a scary concept. You know? Two ruts to take care of. Will it throw your heat cycle off? All kinds of things!”

“That’s just it, she’s a human, and she’s not bonded like you and Natasha are!” he said quickly, looking at her, “she’s a human and he’s got her convinced that he’s, her mate. She doesn’t hardly know anything about shifters…I mea-“

“Wait?” Calista asked, something clicking in her mind. Her eyes went wide as she looked to Chris, thinking about the sex tape that had been circulating during her Friday class. A human with a shifter. Alpha Chi Rho, “what did you say his name was again? And hers?”

“His name is Bobby…and hers is Alana Moore.”

“It’s Robert Pronge,” Chris confirmed, rubbing Calista’s back. His brow furrowed as his attention went to her, “why? Do you know something, omega?”

“N-no…not at all,” she lied, shooting Chris a look as she turned to him, mouthing that she’ll explain it later, “c-can we go eat our pizza and watch movies? I need to get this off my mind.”

“Yeah…of course, omega!”

Chapter 7

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