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Head cannons about Hale reader Pt 2

Season One

-Derek had her double her dosage on mood stabilizers on her first day.

-And he also insisted on driving her to school.

-The amount of sounds and smells were very overwhelming.

-Had her first class of the day with a boy with a buzz cut who stared a little too much and talked a little too loud.

-Refused to introduce herself to the class as she found it useless.

-Spent her entire lunch in the library where it was quieter.

-Caught the attention of Lydia Martin in the hallway because of a green shirt that she was wearing.

-Got dragged to a lacrosse practice and ignored everyone around her for two hours.

-Ran to her brother’s car and begged him to never her let her go back.

-He made her go back the next day.

-Got dragged into the woods and found her sister’s body and the two boys from her class.

-She pretty much ignored the death of her sister and acted as if nothing ever happened.

-Was cornered by the boy with the buzz cut and was interrogated by him.

-And found out his name was Stiles, and then threatened to cut his tongue off if he talked to her again.

-Gets super annoyed when Stiles and his friend who name she learned was Scott, was poking around her old house.

-Ends up getting dragged on a triple date with Lydia, her boyfriend, Scott and a girl Allison and Stiles.

-Has a nice talk with Scott about killing people at her old house.

-Lies to Derek to get out.

-Ends up talking with Stiles a bit while the other four play, getting to know him a little better.

-But, she still found him annoying.

-Doesn’t realize when Derek leaves the house in the middle of the night, but does become concerned when he’s not there in the morning.

-Gets dragged to help Stiles study English but finds her brother dying on the floor.

-Freaks out when she sees him bleeding and nearly kills Stiles when he refuses to drive.

-Nearly passes out when she sees her brother’s dying arm.

-Goes with Derek to take Scott to the hospital to visit her uncle for the first time in six years.

-Takes too many mood stabilizers and ends up half asleep in her bed, making her stay home.

-Gets very confused when Stiles ends up in her house, but is too drugged out to care.

-Gets the Triskelion tattooed on her shoulder as a 16th birthday gift from Derek.

-Nearly gets skinned by Derek when he finds out that she’s failing history after parent teacher.

-Is begged by Scott to help him control his changes, and eventually agrees, trying her best.

-Makes her hate for Allison known.

-Helps piss Scott off by throwing balls at him and keying cars with her claws.

-Sees her brother get stabbed and is hidden in the school with Scott and Stiles.

-Gets mad when they say that the Alpha killed Derek, not believing that he would die that easy.

-Looses her shit when Scott tells Jackson that Derek was the murderer.

-Goes with Scott to get the keys.

-Carves the Triskelion in her arm to calm herself down.

-Gets taken into custody of the state when Stiles and Scott say that Derek was the killer.

-Spends two days in a cell.

-Ends up taken in by Melissa McCall as a foster child.

-Punches a boy in the face after he made a comment after her brother, spending most of her day in the office.

-Has a freak out in the office, having a panic attack for the first time in three years.

-Still hangs out with Stiles and Scott but is incredibly distant.

-Helps Scott steal Allison’s necklace during gym class.

-Watches her first lacrosse game that same night.

-Threatens to break Jackson’s neck after he asks for the bite, making him back off.

-Goes dress shopping with Allison and Lydia and drags Stiles to help her, telling him that he’s going with her.

-Has a breakdown in the McCall bathroom as she gets ready.

-Has a freak out outside of the school, thinking that she won’t be able to handle it all.

-Gets dragged to dance with Stiles most of the night.

-And spends most of the night clinging to his back to calm herself down.

-Follows Scott outside and finds Allison and her dad.

-Drags Scott to the woods for their own safety, ditching her heels.

-Had a panic attack for the second time when Kate Argent pointed a gun at her and Scott.

-Felt unreal anger when she found out that Kate and burned up her family and refused to accept her apology.

-Felt a sense of relief when Kate died.

-Froze when a fire started, petrified by fear almost.

-Found her uncles burned body for the second time.

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Head cannons about Hale reader Pt 1

Pre Teen Wolf

-The youngest of four kids. Talia’s last child. -Born in February, 1994. -12 years younger the Laura, 8 years younger then Derek and a year younger the Cora. -Was a very loud child, always talking and getting into trouble. -Was very aggressive as a child, causing Talia and her father to get concerned. - Was diagnosed with I.E.D at the age of eight. -Was the closest with Derek out of all her siblings and cousins. -Was also Derek’s favourite sister as she would lie for him. -Was closer with her mother than her father. -Looked exactly like her mother but acted exactly like her father, making her look a lot like Derek. -Had very little friends in school because of her anger. -Was super rough on accident with her human cousins, and needed to be constantly reminded by her parents to be careful. -Only had one friend in school, a curly haired boy who was super quiet. -Was the only one of Derek’s siblings that he told about Paige. -Was super sad when Derek and Laura left for college. -Became super close with Cora and her uncle Peter after. -Couldn’t wait for the lycanthropy to fully set in once she got older. -Was asleep in her bed when the house caught fire. -Was ten when the Hale house caught fire. -Awoke to the house filled with smoke. -Her left shoulder caught fire when she was leaving her room. -Was pushed out a window by Peter in an attempt to save her from the fire. -Broke her shoulder in the fall. -Sat out the house for hours while it burned, hearing, seeing and smelling her family burn. -Passed out in the yard as the sun came up. -Awoke in a hospital with Laura and Derek. -Was pulled out of school shortly after and moved out of Beacon Hills by Laura and Derek. -Spent most nights in pain and not able to sleep because of nightmares. -It took her body seven months to heal fully from the fire, even with accelerated healing. -Had her pain taken by both Derek and Laura most nights. -Moved to New York City and was put on many medications. -Hit lycanthropy at age 12. -Was incredibly aggressive on every moon, even a year after. -Caused harm to her and her siblings every moon. -Would trace the Triskelion to calm herself down. -Got suspended a lot in middle school and her first year of high school for fighting. -Spent a lot of time with Derek as she got older as Laura had Alpha duties. -Suffered from panic attacks for three years after the fire. -Was upset when Laura disappeared off to California for a month and never returned calls. -Threw a fit when she had to move back to Beacon Hills. -Really liked the house Derek rented as it was bigger than the apartment.

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𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗼? 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿

𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗸𝗶 𝘅 𝗙𝗲𝗺! 𝗪𝗲𝗿𝗲𝘄𝗼𝗹𝗳 𝗛𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿, 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗖𝗼𝗿𝗮 𝗛𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝘅 𝗙𝗲𝗺! 𝗦𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿, 𝗣𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗰 𝗟𝘆𝗱𝗶𝗮 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻 𝘅 𝗙𝗲𝗺! 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

❥𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲/𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗼𝗹𝗳 𝗶𝘀𝘀𝘂𝗲𝘀, 𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗳𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆, 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗻𝘁, 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗻𝘁, 𝘀𝗺𝗲𝗹𝗹𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗻𝘁 𝗳𝗹𝗲𝘀𝗵, 𝘀𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗺𝗽𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱

❥𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 2,540

❥𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: 𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗮𝘁 𝗮 𝗿𝘂𝗻 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗹 𝗶𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻’𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝘀𝗲. 𝗖𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝘁?

❥𝗔𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲. 𝗦𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗽𝗮𝗱 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲, 𝘀𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀.

Feeling eyes on the back of your head, you glance over your shoulder, meeting your sister’s hard eyes. Sighing softly you drop your overnight bag back onto the dinning table.

“Yes.” You call out, flinching at the loudness of your voice.

“Nothing.” Cora responded, keeping the scowl on her face.

Irritated, you turn around, glaring right back at her.

“Well, it’s gotta be something from the way you’re glaring at me. I can also smell your irritation, did you forget.”

Cora sighed, leaning against the table beside you. “I just don’t think that it’s not the greatest idea to do this meet.”

The duffle bag fell from your hands, slamming into the table, hard.

“Why shouldn’t I go?”

“With all the people going missing and turning up dead? You think that’s a good idea?”

You nodded your head. Not understanding what the problem was. “Werewolves aren’t going missing or dying.”

Cora giving up, threw her hands up, storming away from her sister.

“Whatever! Don’t come calling me when you die.” Cora shouted from down the hall.

“Fine! I won’t call you for anything, ever!” You scream back.

Angry, you grab ahold of your duffle bag, getting it ready to take it to the door, when a sharp pain filled your finger tips making you groan and get even more irritated.

You grip your bag tighter, feeling your claws start to form and replace your nails. The pain becoming more intense and started to spread to your mouth.

The intense pain caused you to drop your bag, your claws tearing through the fabric.

Your hands flew to your face, pressing your palms into your eyes, pressing down and rubbing.

Trying to remember your mantra, you shakily try to get the words out.

“Alpha. Beta. Omega.”

“Alpha. Beta. Omega”

“Alpha. Beta. Omega”

Feeling your anger start to disappear, the pain slowly faded, taking the claws and fangs with it.

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The moment you stepped off the bus, you were pretty sure that your heart stopped.

Where the hell had they dropped you off?

Ignoring coach Finstock you make your way over to where you see Allison and Lydia’s car parked.

Running over, the girls screamed at the sudden gust of wind.

“Jesus christ (y/n)! Stop doing that. We’re gonna have to attach a damn bell to you or some shit.” Lydia snapped out.

Hearing the bell comment, your smile dropped. One thing you hated being referred to was a dog.

“I don’t need a collar with a bell. I told you a hundred times, I’m not a dog!” You snap, your voice raising louder.

Allison glanced around, resting her hand on your arm, trying to calm you down.

“(Y/N)!” Allison shouted, finally getting your attention.

“Your eyes.”

Your eyes quickly shut, taking deep breaths in attempt to calm yourself and your heart rate.

“So,” You whisper out, “Am I rooming with you two or am I just gonna have to sleep with Stiles and Scott?”

Lydia laughed loudly, “I don’t think Stiles would be apposed to that.”

Your eyes snapped open forgetting about their golden colour. Your head cocked slightly as you stared at the girl.

“What do you mean by that?”

Lydia just chuckled, resting her hand on your shoulder.

“You know what I mean.”

You glance around, trying to disipher what she just told you.

When you looked up, your lack of friends confused you, seeing a faint flash of red hair, you take off after it.

“So who am I rooming with?”

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Apparently more than one to a room isn’t allowed. What kind of fucked shit is that?

Irritated you threw your duffle bag to the ground, lying down on a hard bed, shifting around as the springs dug into the back.

A loud humming noise came from behind you, making you turn and come face to face with…an alarm clock.

Huffing, you sit up and crawl across the bed, reaching over and turning off the clock.

You sighed loudly, taking in the silence.

After a couple minutes of silence, the humming started again. Growing frustrated, you lean over and yank the clock out of the wall, placing it on the table.

Figuring the clock was done you lean back against the pillows, your eyes closing slightly.

The hum started again but much louder. Your eyes flew opened, staring at the clock in shock.

You pressed your palms to your eyes, pressing down hard. Praying that the humming would go away.

Hearing the hum still, you reach out and pull the clock up from the table, examining it in confusion.

“Hello?” A soft voice came out from the clock.

You felt yourself freeze up, the voice of your mother hitting your ears.

“Hello? (Y/N)? This is your mother? Can you hear me, baby?”

You threw the clock across the room, letting it fly into the wall and shatter into pieces across the floor.

“(Y/N)? Why didn’t you help us? Why didn’t you help your own family? Your own mother?! WHY SHOULD YOU GET TO LIVE WHEN WE DON’T!”

Your hands flew to your ears, trying to block out the shouts of your mother’s voice. You could feel tears prick at the inside of your eyelids.

A sudden silence took over the room, and your hands slowly fell down from your ears.

Panting slightly, you brought your knees to your chest, feeling tears begin to fall from your eyes.

Maybe your mother was right, maybe you shouldn’t get to live if they didn’t. And she was right, you didn’t try to help them at all either.

A weird smell started to fill the room, the smell getting intenser and intenser. The smell seemed vaguely familiar.

Glancing up from your knees, the room seemed to be darker then it was before.

Rubbing your eyes, the room became clearer. Now you could clearly see what filled the room.

Smoke and flames.

Your eyes widened, terror immediately filling your body. You glanced around seeing the room on fire around you and the smoke only getting darker and darker.

The heaviness of the smoke filled your lungs, making you cough as you shakily walked towards the hotel door.

A loud shriek left your lips when you touched the door knob, the heat on it unbearable.

Glancing around, you look around for a place to get out. Seeing none, you grab your phone and take off into the bathroom, closing the door and stuffing towels under the door.

Tears filled your eyes and the smell hit your nose, the smell of burning flesh filled your nose making you gag.

You shakily reached towards your phone, struggling to type in Cora’s number.

“Hello?” Cora’s voice came out slightly slurred.

“Co-Cora,” You stutter out, the smell becoming harder to bear.

“(Y/N)? What wrong? Do you need me to pick you up? Is everything okay? I don’t mind going for a late night drive.”

You shook your head, tears coming out much slower now.

“No, I’m fine. Just wanted to say goodnight.”

“Oh,” Cora whispered out, “Okay, well goodnight then.”

“I love you, Cora.” You whisper out.

“I love you too.”

And with that you hung up the phone, letting it drop to the ground.

A sudden scream made you jump, the scream sounding like it was just coming from outside the room.

Oh how you remembered those screams. You remembered yours too, when some of the fire hit your shoulder.

You remember the pain you felt, once when the fire hit your shoulder, twice when your uncle pushed you out of the window, thrice when you heard your mother shout your name.

The room felt like it was getting hotter, sweat starting to bead across your body and drip.

And the smell just kept getting worse, the smell of skin burning getting stronger.

Every scream that came from behind the door seemed to get muddled together, each voice and shrill cry mixing together to make a terrifying harmony.

“You can make sure you don’t burn again.”

Your head whipped up, eyes looking around like a feral animal.

“End it, and you won’t have to burn. Take away the pain now, so you won’t feel the fire.”

You nodded your head, the voice starting to make sense, if you did just end it now, then once the fire got to you, you wouldn’t feel the flames lap at your body.

Pushing up off the tile flooring, you look around, trying to find something, anything.

Motels don’t keep chemicals in their room, so that was out.

Glancing up, you catch your reflection in the mirror. The mirror.

You raise your hand, bringing it straight into the center, hearing a crack as glass rained down onto the counter and sink.

“Just do it, there isn’t much time.”

You nod your head slowly, your head feeling like it was stuffed with cotton. Reaching out, you let the blades of glass scratch at your hand and fingers, the wounds healing as quickly as they came.

Picking up the biggest piece, you examine it.

Stepping back, you hold the jagged edge to your limp wrist, hissing as the glass pierces the skin.

You drag the glass across, whimpering as the pain came, the blood seeped steadily before quickly closing back up, leaving the skin unmarked.

Immediately you try the other, pressing down and watching as the blood flowed.

And like the other side, it healed right back up in a matter of seconds.

Frustrated, you drop to the floor, tears budding at your eyes.

Again, you pick up the glass. This time pressing deeper, cutting through more and dragging it farther across.

Staring, you watch as the blood continues to flow, your body not healing it.

You quickly move to the other side, repeating the process.

Glancing down, you saw that your left wrist was back to its original state, completely unscathed.

Frustrated you break down in tears, the smoke slowly choking you.

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Out in the pouring rain, Stiles held Scott, soothing his friend while the girls stood in shock watching.

Confused, Lydia glanced around, recalling the number that she had seen at the front desk. 202, that meant one more werewolf.

(Y/N).

You had gotten your own room, and were alone.

Starting to freak out, she started running towards the stairs, trying to figure out what room was yours. Had you even told her what room was yours.

“Lydia? What’s wrong?” Allison shouted out, concerned by the look on her friends face.

“(Y-(Y/N),” Lydia gasped out.

Allison’s eyes widened, her starting to take off after Lydia, not caring if the boys were behind them.

Stiles pulled away from Scott hearing Allison and Lydia freaking out. Staring at them, he saw them running up stairs, trying to get into a room.

(Y/N). It made sense, you had a room alone and was a werewolf.

Taking off after the girls, he ran as fast as he could, not knowing what could have happened to you.

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Anger flowed through your veins as you dragged the glass over and over again. Now matter how you cut, it just healed.

Feeling the glass begin to slip from your hands from the blood, you chuck it across the bathroom, hearing it shatter against the shower wall.

You raise your bloody hands to your face, pressing your palms into your eyes as you cried.

What the fuck was wrong with you? You couldn’t even kill yourself.

Too caught up in your own angst, your ears failed to pick up on the sound of your door being slammed in to.

You jumped as the bathroom door flew open, bashing into the wall, leaving a small hole from the doorknob.

You glance up, seeing the faces of your friends, all of them sharing mixed looks or shock and terror.

But one thing you didn’t see, was fire.

A heavy smell of iron hit your nose, making you stare at your friends harder, trying to decipher which one of them was bleeding.

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Stiles couldn’t help but stare, the amount of blood that covered the floor was concerning, more then enough to incapacitate a person, yet here you were, just sitting up on the floor, looking no fainter.

He eyed the bloody pieces of glass that littered the shower floor, before dropping to his knees beside you, trying to assess the damage.

“Hey. Hey? Can you hear me?” He said loudly, noting the confused look on your face.

You nod your head, still trying to process everything that you’re seeing.

You felt him grab onto your arms, pulling them close to his face, running his thumb over them.

Stiles stared at them, the blood overwhelmed everything, but from what he could see, there was no cuts, at least not anymore.

Dropping your messy wrists, he pulled you into his chest, panting as he held you, not caring for the blood that covered you, the floor and now, him.

“You’re good now.” He whispered out, bringing a bloodied hand to rest on the crown of your head, smoothing over the strands.

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You ran your arms under the warm water of the sink, careful to avoid the shards of glass still visible.

You could feel Stiles’s eyes on the back of his head. He didn’t seem mad, more concerned or nervous more than anything.

But then again, you weren’t that good with people.

“Why did you hide in the bathroom.”

You just shrugged, not truly knowing why. “I don’t know.”

Stiles scoffed loudly, not believe your answer.

“There had to have been a reason. The clock is shattered across the room, you had towels under the door and you tried to slit your wrists. There has to be a reason. Why not just leave the room.”

Once again, you just shrug your shoulders.

“I don’t know. I don’t even remember what happened up until you guys came.”

Confused Stiles pushed off the door frame, making his way to stand beside you.

“You don’t remember? Like anything at all? From the moment you entered the room?”

You nod, everything after you shut that door was a blur.

Stiles nodded, moving to pull you into a hug.

“You’re sure you’re okay?” He whispered into your hair.

“Yeah, didn’t do any real damage?” You whisper back, keeping your back to him.

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And first ever imagine done. I usually stick to just plain stories and that stuff, but this idea has been on my mind for a while now. So, here we are. Sorry if this was a bit extreme for a first time.

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Since there is a lack of fics on my favourite girl, Willie Jack, I figured I’ll write one. And I did it ya’ll. 6 parts out so far.

Hit it up y’all. my Wattpad is princenaveen1simp and the fics called Jaded Love.

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linopls kinktober list '23

depending on the prompt, it could be a drabble or a 2k-4k words. please let me know which one your most excited for and please leave requests for the 31st !! (i ran out of ideas lol.)

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orgasm denial felix x reader

degradation seungmin x reader

double penetration vocalracha x reader

foursome 3racha x reader

voyeurism danceracha x reader

spanking jeongin x reader

shower sex felix x reader

lingerie jisung x reader

bondage seungmin x reader

deep throating chan x reader

sex toys hyunjin x reader

edge play changbin x reader

masturbation jisung x reader

sexting felix x reader

daddy chan x reader

public minho x reader

overstimulation jeongin x reader

request !

these will be updated with links when the time comes !

TAGLIST FULL

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𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

fratboy!stray kids x reader

synopsis: a night where you reveal your most intense desires to your best friend lands you in the hot seat. you quickly find yourself in the heart of frat party central - will you embrace the connections you make in your hot bitch summer?

status: completed

total wc: 45.6k

[please view specific chapters for warnings! this work is 18+ MDNI]

makes me dizzy [lee minho x gn!afab reader, 18+ smut]

⇢ the best surprises come from the most unexpected sources - like having your crush corner you in a frat party after hearing you confess your deepest desires of him in the background of a video.

2. wanna be your favourite boy [han jisung x gn!afab reader, side lee minho x reader, 18+ smut]

⇢ after spending a night with the man of your dreams, your best friend won’t look you in the eyes or reply to your texts. what did you do wrong? nothing - he just wants you.

3. need some air [seo changbin x gn!afab reader, side lee minho x reader, 18+ smut]

⇢ your situationship - the man of your dreams - gives you full, explicit permission to fuck his frat brothers in your effort of a hot bitch summer. who’s next, after you ruined your best friend in bed?

4. drunk on rose water [hwang hyunjin x gn!afab reader, 18+ smut]

⇢ it was well established now that you were fucking your way around the frat. you hadn't intended to make hyunjin your next victim, but when you end up alone together, it seems like the perfect opportunity.

5. 5-star [lee felix x gn!afab reader, 18+ smut]

⇢ your best friend is pissed he hasn’t had his turn yet. the only problem is, his turn begins to take place in a room with three other people present.

6. go ahead and cry [kim seungmin x gn!afab reader, 18+ smut]

⇢ following the events of your almost-orgy, you can’t stop thinking about a certain someone and the way he behaved in bed.

7. drive [bang chan x gn!afab reader, 18+ smut]

⇢ the party was boring. thankfully, the frat president who you hadn’t spoken to for a while offers you to go on a drive.

8. to be yours [yang jeongin x gn!afab reader, 18+ smut]

⇢ you and your favourite boy have planned to take apart the youngest member of the frat - but the question is, what has developed along the way? your hot bitch summer has a high chance of being fully successful, albeit with some new feelings.

© hyunsvngs, est 2023. all rights reserved.

[angelcbf]

𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐃

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒:  

‣ Savin Me @aislinrayne​​ ‣ Out the Window @givemea-dam-break​ ​​

𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒: 

‣ 3 Times You and Anthony Lockwood caught each other sleeping, and the 1 time both of you said screw it @fox-bee926​​​

‣ I Love You So @aislinrayne​​

‣ It’s Not Only Business @pinkcherryblossom18​​​

‣ Revenant ✻ @bippiti​

‣ Don’t look at him, look at me @vampcrystal​  

‣ Ghostly Memories | Part 2 @genieofthebooks​

‣ Let Go of Me @witchy8464

‣ Wingmen, bets and whole lot of testosterone | Part 2 @gay-dorito-dust

@bumblebugwrites ‣ Are You Mine? ‣ Borrowed and Blue  

@fleetingvow ‣ Dead Weight ✻ ‣ Ghost of The Past ✻ 

@frogserotonin ‣ As long as you’re next to me (just the two of us) ‣ Everything ‣ Knock knock knocking (on heavens door)

@gayandfairycore ‣ Marmalade and Mischievous Mornings   ‣ Thin Walls ℠  

@givemea-dam-break ‣ Anthony | Part 2 ‣ Flowers   ‣ Patch You Up ‣ You Left

@ghostlystyles ‣ Alone in the Dark ✻ ‣ Ghost ‣ Wait Until Morning 

@klineinie ‣ Got Your Back ‣ It’s All We Need ✻ ‣ Just Basement Things ‣ Let’s Go Home ‣ Temperaments ‣ Third Time’s The Charm ‣ That Door  

@ms-fade ‣ Trying to stay quiet ℠ ‣ We all have needs ℠

@oblivious-idiot ‣ Don’t wanna see you crying anymore   ‣ Heart patterned pyjamas   ‣ Marker Mayhem 

@teaandransacking ‣ Comfort during a thunderstorm ‣ Comfort after a stressful day ‣ Enemies to Lovers request   ‣ Fever Dream High in The Quiet of The Night | Part 2 ‣ At Times Like These ‣ Untitled request ‣ Untitled request

@vi-trying-to-survive​​ ‣ I Care About You ​‣ Public Displays  

@warrenposts ‣ Certain Sensitivities ‣ I Know It Hurts

@what-why-no ‣ Best Friends ‣ Dathing Anthony Lockwood would include ‣ I’m All Yours   ‣ My Valentine  

@wordsarelife ‣ King of My Heart ‣ Treacherous

‣ 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐓��: 𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐒

[angelcbf]

Coming 12/28

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Finney, on the phone: Come on, what would you do if you were me?

Vance: If I was you I would've killed myself years ago

Finney:

Finney, tearing up: *voice cracking* Why do you even bother calling-

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Pansy: Why do you like being in the rain?

Daphne: I like splashing in puddles and it's just fun!

Theo: There's a chance I'll get struck by lightning.

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Being Bi/Pan/Omni and not being able to pull anyone should be a crime and if so I will be sentenced to life in prison

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I may have a savour complex so what?