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[safarigirlsp]

Voting for Mills AUs Open!

I’m working on a big Mills sci fi story but it won’t be ready to release when the movie hits. So instead, I’ll open up voting for any of the following Mills AUs! Voting will be open from now until Sunday night — about 24 hours — which isn’t a lot of time, but I also need time to write something. Feel free to send in any questions.

These will all be over 10k and beyond! Each story will be Action/Adventure with Horror and Romance thrown in as appropriate. If you’re new, read the FAQs and info in my Masterlist. For anyone new who may be wondering — No, I don’t do kid fics, so don’t expect to see any of that from me at any point in Mills stories or any other character. Unless the kid is slated to meet an untimely end like Kenny on South Park, which is a running joke I’m exploring with one of me besties here 🤣

Vote by commenting or sending me a message or an ask, anonymous or otherwise! Tagging some friends, but everyone is welcome. I’m also trying to gauge interest in these ideas in general because ill probably do them all at some point. I’ll write the one that gets the most votes and hopefully have it ready to go when the movie releases!

Adventurer

Jurassic Park 🦖

Safari ( think Ghost & the Darkness, Cocaine Bear, The Beast, etc)

Treasure Hunter - Specify Period or Modern

Victorian Vampire Hunter

FBI Agent or Bounty Hunter (specify)

Vote now or forever hold your peace!

All edits by the absolutely amazing @kyloremus 💗

Tagging some buddies! 

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[pastanest]

Would you be able to point me in the direction of stories where the reader knew Daryl before the apocalypse and they were good friends, somehow got separated and then reunite? They become lovers as those feelings were they before but just weren't explored fully. Or would you take that as a request? Tia!

hi Anon!! hope you’re well!!

sorry, but Im a little bit confused by this question - are you looking for a specific story and you cant remember the blog it originated from, or are you looking for fic recs based on that idea??

I know I’ve got a few that match that description on my masterlist, but in terms of general recs/fics you may be interested in, I’ll put this in the fandom tags and leave it to the main fandom to answer as I cant think of any off the top of my head, I dont read as much for Daryl these days Im afraid (tho he’ll always be one of my favourites)!

so, Daryl Dixon fanfiction community, can we get some recommendations going please?? 🥰

@iamburdened @twdeadfanfic @daryl-dixon-daydreams @ddixons-angel may have some good recs/fics on their own masterlists that you might like!!

hope that helped, sorry I couldnt provide any recommendations myself! ♡

[iamburdened]

Reader’s Masterlist #10 (ten?holy shit)

Not my stories. Just my favorites from other writers. All credits and support to the original artists. My purpose for doing this is: I need a place to dump all my favorites so I can reread a thousand times.

IMPORTANT: like and REBLOG all the fanfics you read to support the writers, please.

No keys for NSFW fics this time, because like, all of it is nsfw.

Link to all my masterlists (+ Kylo Ren/Ben Solo, Pedro Pascal characters including The Mandalorian, Marcus Pike, Javier Peña, and others, MCU related, TMR, Shawn Mendes, Fantastic Beasts…, MacGyver, look, it is a lot)

This one is going to be a little different:

All fics here are for Adam Driver characters, expect horror fics as well. Be aware of trigger warnings in each piece. 

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Recommendations under the cut

HORROR STORIES

Wet Work @safarigirlsp

Summary: Killer!Clyde in a chainsaw massacre kinda of way. It’s horror but it’s romance and look, is that a plot twist? Damn, it’s got all things nice. (Okay, I can’t say it in a cute way THIS IS THE BEST THING EVER! READ THIS)

Fortune favors the bold @safarigirlsp

Summary: look I can’t stress enough how freaking AMAZING this is! My absolute favorite here. Hitman Kylo x reader this is so super great I cannot even begin to express . The plot twist?????? Don’t even get me started. I was NOT ready! Read it.

Bloody Valentine   @safarigirlsp

Pairing: Hitman Kylo x Assassin Reader 

Mirror, Mirror    @safarigirlsp

Pairing: possessed!SuperDark!Ben Solo x ILoveYouAnyway!reader

 Short horror stories   @safarigirlsp

Summary: the is a collection of horror blurbs for Adam's characters (Kylo, Flip, Charlie, Pale, Clyde - my favorite blurb here -, Ronnie, Dan, Sackler, Altman, Toby)

Did their headlights look like heaven? @babbushka

Summary: 20k of the purest country creepiness . There is something really fucking wrong with that city, and she finds out about it when a certain friend comes back from war. (Look... this is creepy and brilliantly written. Read it!)

Masterlist  @ohdamnadam

Summary: there are a few dark themed fics here, but there is a lot more of a lot of characters. 

Masterlist  @direnightshade

Summary: they have more killer!Charlie under the tag

Masterpost with dark fics recommended  @safarigirlsp

Summary: a masterpost inside a masterpost. 

Masterlist   @safarigirlsp

Summary: tons of dark fics

Another masterpost with dark!fics recommendations  guess by who?  @safarigirlsp yep 

Summary: well...

Kylo Ren/Ben Solo x reader 

Untitled series AO3

Summary: oneshots in non chronological order of Modern Kylo Ren and his fuck buddy who are actually in love. A great dd/lg story with lots of fluff and nsfw.

@babbushka and everything she’s got going on on AO3

Summary: this is just a reminder to myself that Z is going to start publishing exclusively on AO3 and it’s worthy to go take a look there every now and then

Indebted AO3

Summary: a day in the life of Kylo Ren’s pet. He is soft for her. NSFW. The knights watch… bdsm, master/pet dynamic.

A Mediocre Proposal @azwriting

Summary: Commander of the Resistance!Ben x childhood best friend turned lover!reader. This is what canon should be if movies weren’t chaotic and full of conflict.

Untitled  @feed-the-rats

Summary: Kylo x empress!reader have a baby girl

dd/lg Masterlist  @cosmic-rich

Summary: works on Kylo x little!reader

dd/lg Headcanon  @mandosmimi

Summary: She has more smaller heacanons under the tag.

dd/lg headcanon  @itsmentalillness

Luxury  @daddyrenn

Summary: Picked up from the desert planet Altran, you were the prime gift given to Supreme Leader Ren. He saw a concubine, a pet, given for his pleasure. The underlying message was simple: you were to absorb his negative energy, and direct it elsewhere. No more destroying consoles. No more Force-choking officers during meetings. Well, no killing officers with the Force-choke during meetings. Either way, you were His, and when He wanted you, He would have you. (iambrdened's note: a lil bit of soft Kylo)

Untitled  @thepilotanon

Summary: Kylo's kid braiding his hair.

Interview with a daddy  AO3 link by  ravensandviolins 

Summary: Daddy Dom Kylo, was betrayed by his former little girl and now he seeks a new submissive; will you heal daddy Kylo's broken heart?Modern AU

You belong to me  A03 link by ravensandviolins

Summary: Kylo is controlling and possessive of reader. Need I say more? :-> (iamburdened's note: this takes an unexpected turn)

Prelude series    @thepilotanon

Summary: badass!cute!reader, cute!kylo. I love this series. 

You're mine   @contesa-lui-alucard

Summary: behold Kylo's best AU fanfic ever. It's a 4 part story, Mob!ExtremelySoft!Kylo.

My Kind of Rain  A03 link by clumsycopy, direnightshade

Summary: Soooo cute! Ben after redemption is a lil puppy after friend reader

Size kink!Ben   @direnightshade

Size kink!Ben again   @direnightshade

NSFW heacanon   @novakspector

Summary: Master!Kylo x dark side Padawan!Reader

Masterlist @azwriting

Summary: I am in love with all her work

More Kylo Ren/Ben Solo fic recommendations here

Misc. 

Headcanon masterlist   @feed-the-rats

Chase Me   @sydwritess (Flip Zimmerman)

Summary: not dark, little red riding hood themed, not AU either.

Amateur Hour @safarigirlsp (Flip Zimmerman)

Summary: dark!fic. Flip and his girl go to a camp to investigate some disappearances and face a serial killer on the loose (Jason Voorhees style)

Masterlist  @roanniom

Masterlist  @ohiobluetip

Summary: they have dd/lg Charlie

Flip NSFW masterlist  @babbushka​

[lizamango]

You Don't Have Me on Your Computer? (Andrew!Peter Parker x Reader)

A/N: Lots of og Spider-Man references haha

Update: Just reached 100 followers, thank you all so much! <3

Summary: Peter has a newfound confidence and you have a study date with him

Part 1 but this could be read as a standalone!

Warnings: swearing but not too much

Word count: 1665

Masterlist

Tag list: @touchyparker @angelcritterz @pinkybee926 @ladyghosts @withahintofpestoaioli (I love your username) @iamburdened @stilinski-void-04 @valeriasannchez @athenxt @dovesandorchids @twsssmlmaa

“What d’you mean you want to break up?” Peter hears Flash’s voice using his newly acquired abilities. The couple stands outside the gym, away from the activities of the basketball team, cheerleaders and the homecoming committee.

“I mean, I don’t feel good about being with someone who relentlessly bullies helpless students!”

“Oh my- are you kidding me? Is this about Parker?” Flash yells, causing Peter’s eyes to widen in surprise at the mention of his name.

“What? No this is not about Peter Parker!” you defend.

“No, no this is! God- I can’t believe this. You’re gonna leave me for that -“

“This isn’t about anyone but me and you, Flash.”

“Right. Like I believe that, you know what? Fine. We’re done. You go be with your lab partner, I’m sure you’ll have a lot of fun together,” Flash says sarcastically. Soon after, he enters the gym and joins the basketball team practise.

“Parker, you’re supposed to be taking pictures of our esteemed athletes,” one of the committee members scolds.

“S-sorry,” he stutters as he aims the camera at nothing in particular and then he sees you. You, walking into the gym, head held high, content. A strong contrast against Flash who is rigid in posture and angry. Peter snaps a picture of you.

“Rejected!” Flash shouts as he knocks the ball out of the hands of a player which causes it to bounce and knock over a paint can, spilling paint on a handmade sign.

“You did that on purpose, Flash!” Krista yells in frustration.

He couldn’t possibly have that degree of spatial awareness and predicted the trajectory of the object to be able to knock down a target but sure, Peter thinks to himself sarcastically, his physics brain taking over.

“No, but I should have. Better watch your back,” Flash retorts, clearly still reeling from being dumped.

Peter walks over to Krista and attempts to help her clean up. This time, Flash does aim for Krista but Peter is agile enough to catch the ball, thanks to whatever that spider did to him.

“Give it up, Parker!”

“Flash-“ you start to step in but Peter hesitates, thinking of a plan.

“One-one sec!” he calls out, giving Krista his camera. He approaches the team as you watch, unsure of how this will play out. “Why don’t you take it from me?”

Flash and the other members scoff, laughing at the idea.

“What is your boytoy thinking?” Betty whispers as all activity has come to a halt in the gym.

“Flash isn’t my boyfriend anymore,” you reply.

“W-wait what?! When did that happen? Why?”

“He keeps beating people up. Just because he can be good to me doesn’t mean I can just let that go. I don’t even know where it came from, he never used to do that…”

Betty shrugs. “Looks like Parker’s finally standing up to him,” she comments, jerking her chin in the direction of the two.

Peter repeatedly dodged Flash’s attempts at recovering the ball, everyone gasping every time.

“Alright, how about this? Take it.” Peter covers his eyes with his empty hand and Flash grabs the ball with two firm hands, pulling.

“What the hell?” you say as Flash still struggles.

“Come on Flash!” someone in the crowd yells.

“Take it!”

“C’mon, just take it,” Peter goads.

Flash steps back, agitated as Peter dribbles the ball.

“Alright, bring it Parker!”

Peter charges toward the net, knocking Flash out of the way and dunks the ball, causing the backboard to shatter.

You and Betty look at each other, stunned. What the fuck just happened?

The pyramid of cheerleaders, falls and they scream. You and Betty catch Mia who happened to be the top of the pyramid.

“Are you okay?” you ask and she just nods. “We should take you to the nurse…” you say looking at the people who weren’t lucky enough to get caught.

“Parker. Principal’s office. Now,” demands coach Wilson.

You walk some of your teammates to the nurse and stay until they finish up looking them over.

You leave and see Peter talking to his uncle. You smile as you make eye contact with Peter which causes his uncle to turn around.

“Is she… she’s the girl on your computer…” Peter’s uncle says in realisation.

Peter stutters, “um wh- n-no… no I-“

His uncle turns to you. “He’s got you on his computer! I’m his probation officer.” You smile awkwardly. “Don’t forget aunt May,” his uncle says before leaving Peter.

You approach him with a smile.

“Okay,” Peter calls out. “He’s a… character. He’s m-my uncle. He’s a pathological liar and he thought you were someone else.”

“So that means you don’t have me on your computer?” you say in an exaggerated disappointed tone.

“Well, I took a photo of the cheer squad in action and you’re… in it,” he chuckles awkwardly. “So he must’ve seen you! And - yeah, because I was touching… touching up stuff.”

“Oh you were touching up stuff,” you repeat, teassing him.

He laughs, “I’m not gonna talk anymore.”

“Did you get expelled?“ you ask.

“No, first offence and all.” Peter shrugs. “Just community service.”

“That’s good!” You attempt to turn around but he asks you why you wanted to know. “Just curious. You -you aren’t wearing your glasses?” It’s an observation that comes out as a question.

“Yeah… yeah I got um contacts.”

“You look great! I mean-not that you didn’t look great with the glasses, you looked hot I just noticed the change and yeah…” you trail off as you start to ramble, this is not how you usually act and especially not around Peter.

“Did you maybe wanna…” Peter starts.

“Want to what?”

“I don’t know. Just uh… I don’t know! We could uh OR we could do something else! We could-“

“Yeah!” you respond.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, either one.”

“Sounds good,” he breathes a sigh of relief. “But not right now!”

You nod, smiling at the facts that no matter how awkward this exchange has been it didn’t change how you felt about Peter. “No, of course.”

“I’m busy, lots of stuff to do.”

“Oh, yeah I’m busy too!” you say. “But… here,” you pull out your notebook and a pen, quickly scribbling down your address. “Just come on by. My doorman’s really sweet, not scary at all.”

Peter laughs and takes the piece of paper from you. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Okay. I’ll see you,” you nod then spin around.

“Bye Y/N!” Peter calls out with a huge grin on his face.

You’re studying in your room when you hear a knock on your window? You frown and turn, squinting your eyes in suspicion. You grab the closest thing to a weapon in your room, a glass vase apparently and approach the window. You pull on the blinds and they zoom up to reveal-

“Peter?” you say through the glass.

He smiles and waves.

You open up your window, with his help and he climbs in.

“Hello you,” you grin.

“Hi.” He gives you his signature innocent smile.

“Do you… usually come over to girl’s houses through the fire escape?” you ask.

“I um don’t go to girl’s houses,” he replies. “The social anxiety got the best of me with your door man…”

You chuckle. “You brought your backpack,” you observe.

He looks surprised as he follows your gaze. “Study date?”

“I already beat you to it,” you nod to your desk and he laughs.

“Or I read your mind.”

“Interesting outlook. Well, we can study in the kitchen, no one’s home.”

“Are you gonna seduce me?”

“Where is this newfound flirtiness from, Pete?” you tease as you pack up your books. He opens the door for you while swiftly taking the books out of your hands.

“I don’t know, maybe it’s the high from giving Flash what he deserves.” He looks to regret bringing up the name as he apologised.

“Pete, don’t worry about. Really. I feel like we were only together because everyone expected that to happen and well, I don’t want to do things just because of other people anymore, ya know?” You lead Peter into the kitchen where he sets your stuff down.

“If you ever wanna talk… I’m here,” he says supportively.

“Thanks.” You sit down and Peter opens up his backpack.

“Got my physics textbook with me?”

“Physics sounds great,” you smile.

“Physics is not great,” you complain after two hours of Peter explaining String Theory. “I got into AP Physics at the bare minimum, I swear.” You close your textbook and lean over your notebook, groaning.

“You did not,” Peter chuckles. “You’re intelligent, you deserve your place there as much as anyone else.”

You peep through your arms up at him and smile. “You wanna get some pizza?”

Peter nods and smiles softly. “Sure.” You get up from your slouch to get your phone. “Oh, you got a little…” Peter gestures to your chin.

“What?”

“Pen…”

“Pen?”

He leans closer to. “May I?”

You nod and he gently swipes at your chin. You smile up at him, looking him in the eyes. “You’re a really good guy, Pete.”

“I’m trying to be…”

You clear your throat, tearing your eyes away from him. “So what pizza do you want?”

“Pepperoni?”

You nod, “right answer.”

“What was the wrong answer?”

“There isn’t one,” you say and he laughs. You call up Joe’s Pizza to order. “You wanna watch a movie?” you ask him.

“Sure.” You end up watching Just go with it, your favourite comfort movie.

The pizza arrives in 31 minutes so you get it for free.

“Pizza time!” Peter says carrying it back as he insisted on you staying on the couch.

“Delicious,” you say taking a bite. “This is the best study date ever.”

“We should have a proper date next time,” Peter says before he could stop himself. As he realised what he suggested he looks at you with wide eyes.

“Yes, yes we should.”

💖

Hope this was as good as the first one! Thank you so much for all the likes, reblogs and replies, I appreciate it all! <3

Update: will be making a google survey thingy for taglists 🥰 but for now just reply if you want to be added!

[wannabevampire]

sleepover master list

back from the dead to post my sleepover masterlist! still being updated! not finished!!! <3

a collection of all drabbles, blurbs, and mini fics written for allie’s 500 follower celebration sleepover!!

☆= nsfw ♡= sfw

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☆ ~ druig x reader

Druig comes home late and sees that you’re having a wet dream…about him.

Druig + belly bulge + mocking

nsfw druig drabble thing

druig fucking you infront of a mirror and making you suck his fingers <3

druig: breeding + marking = possessive bf

♡+ ☆~ druig x reader (spicy but still fluffy?)

concerned!druig x unfazed!reader (a little nsfw?)

druig consensually manhandling you

soft dom!druig x incredulous!reader ✋🤨

soft!dom druig w/ casual dominance <3

♡+ ☆ ~miscellaneous!! (ᵔᴥᵔ)

allie’s thoughts on druig and rocky horror? idk

more concepts i’m gonna write eventually!

Bucky concepts that i’m gonna write eventually!

rockstar!bucky <3

mcu characters i write for!!

allie’s favorite kinks! (to write…and experience…)

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(sleepover related asks and prompts are closed! thanks so much to everyone for participating! it meant so much to me! and i hope you had as much fun as i did!)

(i will continue to update all the horny thots that were sent in!! but i’m not gonna rush it, but i promise every ask will be answered!)

non sleepover related asks, prompts, thoughts, drabbles, questions, ect. are 100% still welcome and encouraged! i love talking to you guys! no pressure<3

xoxo,

allie🕊

taglist!! ♡

@hungryyeyes @perseone @mischiefmanaged7 @fandomtrashwhore @juniebugg @bii-aan-ckaa @iamburdened @nikkitc0703 @waspswidows @eviewritessometimes @murdicks

[mellowswriting]

Hey lovely lady! Just wanted to say your such an incredibly talented writer! You make every scene seem so real and tangible and I LOVE IT. I came across your Javier Peña pieces and can't stop rereading them! If I may can I please request a morning scenario with Javier and perhaps some softness? Lots of love ❤

just let me love on you

pairing || Javier Peña x Reader

summary || soft morning fluff with Javi

word count || 1,067

warnings || nonexplicit mentions of sex (this is Javi we’re talking about here LMAO)

a/n ||  I will forever be in love with Javier being all soft and precious smh I hope you enjoy!

Main Masterlist  |  Join the taglist!

A warm breath stirred the hair at the back of your neck as you slowly drifted into consciousness. It was new, the feeling of Javier’s arms keeping you close through the night, but it was something you couldn’t get enough of. Somehow, he always managed to curl his body as close to yours as possible - his legs tucked around yours, bare chest pressed flush to your back, one arm tucked under your head and the other wound around your chest just to cup his hand around your breast. It was a simple comfort, one you both adored.

You almost always woke first. Javier was a surprisingly deep sleeper, though he did grumble a bit and tighten his hold on you anytime you tried to get up while he was still sleeping. It was a quickly learned lesson that it was best for you to wake him up before you went to start coffee or go to the bathroom or else you would have one grumpy boyfriend trailing after you moments later to get those cuddles he so rightly deserved.

A small ache began to form in your shoulder, your muscles full of complaints over being stuck in the same position for hours, so you shifted onto your back, slowly as to not jostle Javier too much. He mumbled something unintelligible, eyebrows furrowing slightly as you got settled in a more comfortable position. His face buried into your neck by habit and he almost immediately relaxed at the familiarity of your warmth.

Those moments were something you cherished. Javier liked to pretend he was all bite and no bark, but he was too good at the softness he claimed he didn’t have in him. Sure, he was sharp-tongued and witty, great with a gun and reliable in a fight, but he was also the type to bring you coffee in bed on the rare mornings he woke before you. He greeted you with soft kisses no matter if you had been apart for a few moments or days. Whispers of how much he missed you and the hushed ‘I love you’s met your ears every time you opened your door to welcome him in.

But mornings. Mornings were even softer. Javi was all sloppy, sleepy kisses and wandering hands, his sentences half-finished with drowsy affection. He couldn’t get enough of you and you couldn’t get enough of him, either. The smell of him clung to your sheets, hints of his cologne and that natural scent that was so distinctly Javier, and it left you burying yourself closer to him just for more. Plus, he either slept in just his briefs or entirely naked, which made him that much more tempting.

Your fingers found themselves a home in the curls at the base of his neck, twirling them between your fingertips and gently scratching his scalp, and you smiled sleepily at the feeling of his arms tightening around you. The daze of those first waking moments left you both practically nuzzling each other, arching closer and humming with sluggish happiness. The roughness of his facial hair grazing along the sensitive skin of your neck made you laugh quietly and push his face back with a hand against his forehead. The sleepy smirk on his face was gorgeous.

“Good morning, beautiful.” Javi rumbled, his voice rough from sleep.

“Good morning.” You gave him a quick peck on the lips, mindful of the morning breath you both certainly had. A sharp twinge low in your belly reminded you of your bladder’s current state, and you tried to wiggle your way out of the vice of his arms. “Javi, I have to pee.”

He grumbled but let you go nonetheless, rolling over onto his belly to bury his face in the pillows. You were quick to take care of business, pausing to brush your teeth and tame your hair before slipping into the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. It didn’t take long for Javier to find you, his eyes scrunched up against the lights as he ambled up behind you to hook his chin over your shoulder, his hands finding their way under your shirt to grasp at your waist.

“Took too long.” He said, his tone missing any real annoyance.

“I'm making you coffee, Mr. Grumpy.” You teased as you slid his mug where he could reach before making your own.

“ ‘M not grumpy.” Javier grumbled - quiet grumpily, you might add - and took a quick sip of his coffee before kissing you softly, his tongue sliding right into your mouth like he couldn’t help himself.

It didn’t take long for Javi to drag you up onto the counter and smother you with kisses that tasted of his typical black coffee and a hint of his toothpaste. His hair was soft beneath your fingers as you gave in to his little tryst, meeting his every kiss and touch with eager reciprocation. It was too easy to get lost in the way he kissed you, his hands wandering over your thighs and up your back as if he were exploring the contours of your body for the very first time. You hooked your ankles around his thighs, smirking when he hissed at the feeling of your cold toes against the heat of his skin.

“How are you so cold?” Javier rubbed your biceps gently. “C’mon, let’s take our coffee to bed.”

“Hmmm… I don’t know,” You feigned, trailing your fingers down his neck and over his collarbone lightly. His pleased hum had you leaning in to kiss at his neck along the route your fingers had taken.

“What if I promise to fuck you in bed, too? I’ll even make you breakfast after…and we can take a shower together.” He offered and you laughed against him, pressing your forehead to his shoulder as you did. “Mhm, you know you want to. Just let me love on you, baby.”

It was too good an offer to pass up. You hopped off the counter, mug in hand, and raced down the hallway towards the bedroom with Javier hot on your trail. The sharp smack he landed on your ass shouldn’t have surprised you, but it tore a yelp from you anyway, and you barely managed to safely set your coffee on the nightstand before your boyfriend was yanking you into the sheets and climbing over you with that damned smirk on his face.

{Taglist}

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Daryl watching over you from afar

Request: “Hey! Can you do a headcanon about Daryl being that “watching over u from afar cause im way too awkward to talk to you but like hell I will let anything bad happen to u”? And one day reader gets hurt and he is with her 24/7 and shes like ‘i was wondering when u would approach’ and just cute protective Daryl? Also, could it be prison era? 💞💕💕 (it’s totally fine if u change something) Thank you, xoxo”

requested by @iamburdened​

Word count: 2559

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x GN! Reader

Warnings: cursing, a little angst at the end, usual twd themes, Daryl being awkward 

A/n: Today we find out about Daryl’s obssesion - Y/n. I hope no one is complaining, though. This is literally the cutest idea 🥰 I was really happy when I finally got a moment to sit down and write it. I finished it with some angst (muahaha!), but I hope you’re not mad. Requests are open since I have a writing streak. Hope you’ll enjoy it! 

my amazing beta: @twdeadlysins​

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➼ When the outbreak began, you went to visit your dad in prison to make sure he was alright, but instead, you found yourself being locked up in one of the cell blocks with a guard who worked there. The guard that threw you in there said that he did it to save your life from the infected, and no matter how many times you begged him to let you go, he ignored your calls. One day he went to check out the canteen to find some food for the both of you, but he never made it back.

You spent almost two weeks locked up in that cell block alone before you found loose bars in a window in one of the cells. The opening was big enough for you to slip through it and jump onto the ground. You almost died the first time you left the prison because one of the walkers grabbed you, and if you didn’t react in time and smash its head into the wall, you’d already be one of them. When you saw how dangerous the world outside was, you’d decided to make the empty cell block into your new home. No matter how many times you left the prison to scout the nearby cars and grocery shops, you always came back.

➼ Meeting Daryl and his group was probably the strangest situation you’ve ever been in (except the apocalypse, of course). You had to go on a longer scavenging trip that day because there was no food near the prison anymore. You’d already taken everything you found there. Your little vacation from your cell wasn’t supposed to take more than three days, but you were held up by a giant herd of walkers, who cut off your only way back. You had to wait another three days before the herd passed you.

When you came back to the prison, it looked lonelier. There wasn’t a single walker wandering behind the gates. It wasn’t normal, and you decided that there was no way for them to leave the gates by themselves. The gap you previously cut out in the back fence wasn’t hard to find. You made your way inside the gates, securing the hole after yourself before you crept towards the window of your cell. You jumped onto the pile of crates standing under your window before carefully pulling out the loose gratings in the window and hoisting yourself up. You slipped inside the cell, falling from the window. You were ready for the painful meeting with the floor, but your backside landed on something soft.

Poor Daryl almost got a heart attack when you fell from the window and landed on his stomach. The air from his lungs left his mouth in an involuntary huff. He shoved you away, grabbing his knife, ready to fight the walker that happened to be you. But when he noticed your cheeky grin and non-dead appearance, his grip softened. He was still on high alert, but your pretty face and bright eyes immediately made him feel at ease. God, you were sitting on him just a few seconds earlier. He didn’t even know you!

“Who the hell ar’ ya?!” he growled out. His stance tensed once again, terrified that you could hear his confused thoughts and how his mind marveled over your beauty.

“No, no, no!” You pointed an accusing finger in his direction. “Who the hell are you? This is my cellblock.” You stood up and took a step towards him, trying to intimidate him. Instead, your closeness made him blush and retreat his knife. You could’ve kneeled him in the stomach and then throw him out of the same window you used to get into the cell if you wanted. But you didn’t do it, and you still don’t know why.

“No, this is our cellblock,” he ground out, straightening up, trying to threaten you with his height.

“Hey! I didn’t say anything about shar-”

“Daryl? Are you talking to yourself?” someone’s voice sounded right outside, making you grip the gun that rested behind the waistband of your jeans. The curtain that separated the cell from the rest of the cellblock was moved aside. A young boy wearing a cowboy hat stepped into the room. 

The kid looked at you in alarm, placing his hand on the gun that was secured in the holster hanging from his belt. Daryl moved towards the boy as soon as he realized who it was. 

“Awesome,” you grumbled out, letting go of your gun. You weren’t going to shoot a child, even if the little devil was ready to kill you without a second thought. “Anyone else moved into my cellblock, huh?” 

You rushed past the two into the hall without thinking. Your jaw almost dropped open when you saw the rest of their group wandering around the place and talking to each other like they owned it. 

“RICK!” a blonde teenage girl called out, noticing your presence.

“Great, just great,” you mumbled to yourself. “The party is over! Everyone get the fuck out!” You yelled to the people, walking down the stairs to show them out of your cellblock. And then the bastard “Rick” shot you in the leg.

➼ Hershel said you were lucky that Rick’s bullet didn’t hit any arteries. Their leader could have killed you with a simple shot in the head if he wanted, he had a great aim, but he didn’t, and you’d be forever grateful for that. After that day, Rick’s group asked you if they could stay in your cellblock, and you immediately agreed because the second option was for you to leave the prison, and there was no way you’d do that.

➼ At first, you were an outsider to them. No one talked to you, and people left the room the second you stepped into it. It didn’t really bother you. It was normal to be cautious in a situation like this. You were careful around them too. There was no guarantee that someone won’t stab you in the back the second you turn away. You didn’t know it, but there was a person in their group that wouldn’t let anyone hurt you, even his own people.

➼ Daryl didn’t know what it was about you that just made him want to protect you at all costs. Maybe it was your pretty eyes and that cheeky smile you send his way when you noticed he was looking at you. Maybe it was the fact that even though his group forced their way into your “home” you still treated them with kindness and made sure everyone was alright and wasn’t starving, especially the baby Grimes. Or maybe it was just the fact that you were the most active scavenger in the cellblock. He sure wouldn’t let you get hurt because it would mean someone from his family would have to leave to search for food, right? Right? No, it wasn’t true. No matter how much he wanted to believe in it. Daryl genuinely cared for you. And he beat himself up over that fact. He should have been worrying about his people, not you. You were supposed to be the threat.

➼ Every time you offered to go on a supply run, he was worried about you. He didn’t want you going outside these walls alone. And yet Rick insisted that when you leave the walls, you go by yourself. The leader didn’t want you killing his people and then coming back here lying that a walker bit them. But what if something happened on these runs, and Daryl wasn’t there to protect you? It was the same when he had to leave the prison, and you had to stay with his group. What if they were waiting for the moment the archer departed to shove you outside the fence and force you to leave? Rick could definitely do that, he wasn’t himself after Lori’s death, and Daryl wasn’t sure if he could trust him when it came to your wellbeing.

➼ The threat of the Governor united you with Rick’s group. The way you were ready to fight for them just screamed loyalty. They started talking to you since then, you weren’t a ghost anymore, and that fact made Daryl smile. He wouldn’t stand their hostility towards you much longer. You were an important member of their group. You let them stay, you shared your food with them, and treated their wounds. He could finally feel at ease and let his eyes linger on you a little longer, not so afraid of the others catching him staring and accusing him of caring for their enemy.

➼ Unfortunately, there wasn’t a lot of “at ease” going on with the Governor threatening his family. Every time you left his sight, and he couldn’t find you, he was scared that the bastard kidnapped you when he wasn’t looking. Since you weren’t an enemy in Rick’s eyes anymore, Daryl could finally go on runs with you. Oh, how much better it made him feel when he could be by your side when you left the safe fences of the prison.

➼ There were times when you forgot to eat or gave your rations to Carl (what melted Daryl’s heart every time you did it), but he couldn’t let you starve. The archer always divided his meals in half in case you decided to skip a meal again. He was too afraid that he’d blurt out something stupid if he talked to you. So instead of giving you the food himself, he always sent Carol, Maggie, or Beth to hand you the other half of his ration and pretend that there was an additional plate and no one else was hungry (which wasn’t really true, and you knew it, but you never rejected the food secretly knowing who it was from). The women agreed every time, knowing that Daryl had a crush on you and was too scared to talk to you himself. He did it so many times that at some point, you figured it out and started sending him grateful smiles.

➼ Daryl thought he was subtle when he looked after you from afar, but little did he know that you knew about his “secret” glances your way and the way he sent people your way when he thought you were upset. At first, the archer’s attention was confusing. You didn’t know how to react to it. Should you catch his eyes and smile? Should you ignore it and keep pretending it wasn’t happening? Should you confront him and tell him how much you were grateful that he cared about you?

➼ One day you went on a supply run with Maggie. You wanted to ask her what you should do about your feelings for Daryl because clearly, you couldn’t push yourself to confess. Usually, you were a confident person and weren’t afraid to approach people first, but it was different with the archer. Your feelings for him were strong. It wasn’t just a meaningless crush that will pass after a month or two. You were in love, and it was freaking you out.

You and Maggie enjoyed the time you spent together. The trip only made your friendship stronger. You needed a friend like Maggie who wasn’t afraid to hurt your feelings and tell you when you were being an idiot. The two of you were having a deep conversation about your life before the apocalypse, walking through the aisles of the grocery store, looking for anything that’d be useful or edible.

You could swear there were no walkers in the little shop. You scouted it before. You checked every single aisle, every place where they could be hiding. But somehow, one of them escaped your scrutiny and dragged itself from below the shelves, catching your ankle in a harsh grip and jerking it towards its jaw. It caught you by surprise. Not expecting the walker’s strength, you fell on your side, your head bouncing from the hard flooring. Before it could sink its teeth into your leg, the Greene girl shoved a knife deep into its skull. If it wasn’t for Maggie being close by, the monster would’ve bit you, and you’d never see Daryl again.

➼ When Daryl heard from Maggie about your trip that almost ended up with you being bit, he went pale. Without wasting another second, he ran towards your cell, ready to never leave your side again. He burst through the curtain, his eyes searching for you before his brain could even catch up with his thoughts.

“I was wondering when you’d approach. If I knew that getting hurt would make you talk to me, I’d have done it sooner,” you joked, meeting his blue eyes. You were sitting on the cot and leaning against the wall. The bandage wrapped around your head, and your hoarse voice almost broke his heart.

He walked up to you, engulfing you in a tight hug. “Yer stupid. Almost gave me a heart attack,” he mumbled out. You returned his embrace with a chuckle. Thank god, his head was tucked in the crook of your neck. He didn’t want you to see the tears that threatened to leave his eyes.

“I’m okay,” you reassured him with a soft whisper. “I’m okay…”

You held him in your arms for many hours until the night fell, and the two dozed off into a deep sleep, comfortable in each other’s embrace.

➼ Daryl was there for you every second of the day, making sure your concussion didn’t get worse. He helped you walk around the prison when you felt dizzy. He even fed you when your hand trembled, and you couldn’t do it yourself. And he finally talked to you. Gosh, his voice alone made your whole person shake, you didn’t need a concussion. 

The two of you spent every day together. Daryl couldn’t leave you alone for even a minute. He even suggested sleeping in the same room with you just in case you felt sick again. Not that you complained, you loved having him near.

➼ They say all good things must come to an end. But even when your head injury healed and your concussion was gone, you and Daryl stayed together. He permanently moved into your room. Hell, he moved into your bed. There was no need to have the “are we a couple” talk, you just loved each other, and that was enough. He looked at you as if you were the only person worth living for, and his heart almost melted when you looked at him the same way.

➼ So when one day Daryl blurted out, “I love you”, you could say it back without any hesitation. Your first kiss was full of all the emotions you felt towards each other since the day you’ve met. All the longing, desire, and fear of never seeing the other again.

➼ You were glad you had said those words and sealed your feelings towards each other with a kiss because that day might have been the last time you saw Daryl. The prison fell, and you were completely alone again. They said, “all good things must come to an end”. Guess they were right because the last good thing in your life was Daryl, and life took him away from you.

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Drunken Words

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Seems like its been forever since I’ve posted a fluff! This wasn’t really a request, but after a convo with an anon who popped up in my ask, this little fic came to be. It’s a little shorter than most of my fics, but I think it suits the purpose. It’s short, sweet and to the point. Hope you all enjoy! Happy reading!

Spencer Reid/Reader

Rating: G (fluff)

Word Count: 1,524

Cheers and laughter filled the night air, music accompanying the happy sounds.

You took another drink of your champagne, the carbonated bubbles tickling your nose. You were already on your third glass of it, but it was a celebration, so no big deal.

One of your best friends Jennifer Jareau had finally married the love of her life, Will LaMontagne Jr. You couldn’t be more happy for them. They’d been together for over five years, been parents to their amazing little boy named Henry for four years and now they were tying the knot. They were a great couple.

You took a large swallow of your alcohol, your head buzzing since the middle of your second glass.

“What are you waiting for, girly?” Penelope Garcia twirled by you, in the arms of Derek Morgan, “Come dance already!”

You laughed, shaking your head, grabbing another glass of champagne after you finished your previous one. 

“Don’t you think you’ve had enough?” a slightly slurring Spencer Reid, meandered up to you.

You giggled, your head now swimming more than before. Apparently, you were drunker than you thought.

“And how much have you had, mishter?” you slurred, yourself.

“Two glasses,” he grinned, proudly.

“I saw you stumble over your own feet just ten minutes ago.”

He waved a hand, loosely.

“No big deal. Come on, wanna dance?”

“With you as drunk as you are? Psh no way.”

“Too bad,” he giggled, pulling you out to the dance floor, causing you to deposit your glass on the nearest passing surface.

“I wasn’t done with that,” you pouted.

“You can get another one later, Y/N,” he said, moving to the fast paced song.

Your hips swayed to the song as he twirled you quite literally around the dance floor. It did nothing for your already spinning head, but you were laughing and smiling so hard, that you didn’t want to stop.

“You’re cute when you smile,” he chuckled.

His hand was on your back and you were pulling him by his hands to dance to the next song.

“You’re cute in a tux.”

“Maybe I should wear them to work more often,” he joked.

“I wouldn’t mind.”

The alcohol was making your tongue loose and your inhibitions around your friend and coworker disappear.

“You’re cute,” he grinned.

“You’re cuter,” you chuckled, booping his nose and giggling.

The DJ decided to take a break and of course, that was when you and Spencer decided to fetch you both more alcohol.

“Yo, PG! Can I get a shot for myself and my lady here?” Spencer hollered.

You had to stifle your laugh with your hand at Garcia’s startled look.

“How much has he had to drink?” you heard Morgan mumble, “I’ve never seen him like this.”

“Neither have I,” Garcia mumbled back.

She poured two shots and handed them to Spencer. He handed one to you and clinked his shot glass against yours.

Throwing it back with a wince, you moved to sit down in one of the chairs but squealed when you felt arms around your waist. Spencer pulled you into his lap with a big grin.

You didn’t miss the wide eyes of some of your other coworkers.

“What?” you asked, clearly confused.

“Nothing, nothing.” Morgan said.

“Have fun little love birds,” Garcia called over her shoulder.

Your brain was too hazy from the drinks to register what she’d said, so you turned back to Spencer.

“You smell good,” he grinned, nuzzling his face into your neck.

“It’s Sí by Giorgio Armani. I only wear it for you.”

“Do you now?” he grinned, flirtatiously.

“UNCA SPENCA!”

You both turned to see Henry running over.

“Pway wiff me?” he asked.

You stood from his lap and he got up, scooping Henry in his arms.

“Little man is going on a flight!”

“Spencer Reid, don’t you dare drop my son!” JJ hollered across the lawn.

You giggled, grabbing a fresh glass of champagne, watching as Spencer put Henry down and Henry started chasing Spencer in circles.

“What is with you guys tonight?” Emily asked, walking over, studying you.

“What do you mean?”

“You two just seem...different.”

You shrugged, not knowing what to say.

“Everything is as normal as always.”

The DJ started the music up again and you grinned.

“Time to hit the dance floor again!”

You danced all the way back towards the floor, your champagne flute still in hand.

•

Spencer found you next to the gift table, where you were standing, taking a breather.

“Guess what?” he asked.

“Hmm?”

“I got you these gifts. I hope you like them.” 

He tried to motion to them, but fell against the table, pushing some of the gifts off the table.

“Spencer!”

You gasped, then burst into giggles, trying to straighten them before anyone noticed.

The music changed from the more fast paced and upbeat songs that had been playing, to a slower song.

“Dance with me,” Spencer said, suddenly serious.

You obliged him.

He took your hand, leading you out to the dance floor where he slowly danced with you in his arms.

His arms were around your waist and yours were on his chest as he spun you gently, landing you right back against his chest, breathless.

Maybe it was more than the alcohol, but in your fuzzy brain, it seemed to make sense to kiss him. 

So, you did.

You leaned your face upwards to his, meeting his lips as you kissed him.

The world spun and disappeared around you as all you could focus on was him kissing you back.

You never saw the shocked and wide eyed looks from the rest of the team as they stared at the two of you.

You didn’t miss the statement from David Rossi though.

“Maybe we need to get them drunk more often so they’ll finally admit they like each other.”

•

By the time the sun made its appearance again the next morning, you were waking up groggy and incredibly hungover.

Rossi didn’t let anyone leave last night due to the fact that everyone had been drinking. So his house—or mansion, as he preferred to call it—had become a crash pad for everyone until they were sober enough to drive home.

Rossi’s instructions were the only thing you remembered from the previous night. The only thing you remembered prior to that was the ceremony. You must’ve drank a lot.

You were sitting up from the couch, rubbing your head when you saw Spencer walking in from the kitchen.

“Morning,” he whispered, looking as hungover as you.

You groaned in response. 

“Here, I figured you’d want some relief as well,” Spencer said, handing over a bottle of water and an ibuprofen.

“Bless you.”

You took it, sipping the water gently. 

Luckily, you weren’t one to vomit much during a hangover, but you knew if you gulped the water like you’d been in the Sahara desert for months, you definitely would be sick.

“How much did I drink last night? What did I drink last night?” 

You rubbed your temples, trying to soothe the throbbing in your head with no luck.

“I don’t even remember what I drank,” Spencer chuckled, sitting next to you.

“Well good morning love birds!” came a loud holler.

You groaned, covering your ears at the loud volume.

“Morgan, I swear if you don’t shut up,” you grumbled.

“Aw, did someone wake up on the wrong side of a lonely couch this morning?” he teased, “I was sure you’d end up sleeping with your boyfriend.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” 

You winced, your words a bit too loud to your own ears.

“You and pretty boy over here were all over each other last night,” Morgan said, coming into the room, a bagel in hand.

Your eyes widened, your face burning.

“Stop joking around. What really happened?”

“He’s not lying,” Garcia said, walking in with JJ in tow, “You were arguing at one point with one another about who was the cutest.”

“Plus you were in his lap half the night,” JJ added.

You groaned, burying your face into the back of the couch.

“Well I figured you two decided to finally admit that you liked each other,” Morgan announced, beaming.

You took a peek at Spencer, who until this point had remained silent.

His lips were pressed together and pulled inward, like he was trying to suppress a smile. His glance darted to you and the dam broke, freeing the smile. You felt a flutter in your chest at it.

“Hey you finally kissed, so at least you finally have proof that you like each other,” Garcia pointed out.

You groaned again; you couldn’t feel any more embarrassed if you tried. 

You felt a touch against your arm. You looked up to see Spencer, watching you. His hand glided down your arm, to your hand, which he took in his with a small smile.

Maybe the alcohol hadn't been such a bad idea.

Derek’s exiting comment had you both trying to hold back your laughter.

“If we knew all it took was to get you guys drunk, we would’ve done it sooner!”

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[atlas-of-a-human-soul]

Young Wolf, pt. 10/The Finale

Summary: An end to an unlikely love story.

Warnings: mentions of sex

Word count: ~ 1800

Young Wolf (Twilight AU) - Series Masterlist

Slowly opening her eyes, Y/N blinked a couple of times to adjust to the high definition sight she now possessed. The last thing she remembers is being the absolute badass she knew she could be, protecting her wolf and family from harm. She felt the blinding pain drain her of all her strength, the very strength she never knew she'd be running out ever again after transforming into one of the cold ones.

The blinding pain that took over her at that point was worse and incomparable to the pain she experienced in the days it took her to complete her transition. There was no doubt in her mind that would be her end and Shawn's plush, parted lips would be the last thing she'd see.

And she was fine with that.

She made her peace with the possibility and in a way, she let go. Despite all the fight in her, she let herself slip away.

„Hey there, gorgeous.“ A tiny gasp passes her lips as she refocuses her gaze to her left, seeing her wolf standing in the doorway with a rose as red as blood in his right hand. Her gaze lingers on his form as he moves closer with a soft look in his incredibly beautiful brown eyes.

She never knew brown would be her favorite color because she always associated brown with dirt and poop, but since she met Shawn the color had a different meaning.

Brown meant love. Brown meant safety. Brown meant warmth and understanding. Brown represented her dreams come true. Brown now stands for home.

Shawn sat beside her, dipping the mattress with his weight, coincidentally bringing her closer to him. He moved the rose from his right to his left hand, using the now free hand as a means of connection. His right palm found its rightful place on her left cheek, thumb grazing her pretty red lips Shawn desired to kiss. He took a moment to truly take her in, to feel the coldness of her skin against his and looked into her eyes.

The day he met Y/N, she bore eyes that had pools of blood instead of regular color which terrified and disgusted him at first. Soon after, he found himself to be hooked to the color, deciding it wasn't even close to blood, but the color of roses – the color of love.

He pressed the rose in her open palm, not breaking eye contact as he now saw those rose colored eyes have faded even more in comparison to the last time he was gifted a chance to look deeply into them.

„You had me worried. Carlisle said you overexerted yourself and you used you life force to draw energy. It was impressive, but please don’t ever do that again. Okay? My heart can’t take it.“ His gentle tone caresses her just as his hand does, their eyes unmoving and focused only on each other.

Shawn found the new color astonishing as well. An amber circled around her sunset orange eyes, noticing them dim with worry once he spoke of his pain and near loss of the love he never thought he would be granted.

„I couldn't let them harm you. Any of you.“ Y/N's lips trembled, remaining parted as if she had more to say but couldn't find the right words.

„I know.“ Shawn jumps in, reassuring her. He could feel her doubts, unable to identify what they might be. But he knew she needed him to be there and he wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the world.

„But I'm okay. They all are. And now, despite the fact that you're a vampire and I a werewolf and we're meant to be natural enemies, I love you. As long as I keep shifting every day, I won't age and I can spend forever with you.“ A hopeful smile lights up his face, but Y/N's falls. The crestfallen look on her face daunts him, yet he keeps his mouth shut and waits for her to speak first.

„And if...If I asked you to leave and never look back, would you?“ Her gaze fell to the rose in her hand, breaking eye contact for the first time since their conversation began. It stood witness to the agony she found herself trapped in as the suggestion she made in her head had been revealed to Shawn.

„Only if you rejected me...I'd do as you asked me to, but I hope to God you never do. The moment I felt your pain before your eyes closed has been the most terrifying moment in my life. I knew then that the pain I felt was only a glimmer of what I'd be forced to live with if I lost you.“ Shawn brought his left hand to her right cheek, entirely cupping her face and tilting it up slightly so he can look into the dancing flames her eyes have been taken over by.

„I, Shawn Peter Raul Mendes love you with every fiber of my being and I can't imagine my life without you.“ Shawn's heart's raw truth spoke to her on every level, dimension in this plane of existence, but it didn't lessen her fear.

„Shawn, I am a target. With or without Cullens, I will always be on their radar. We'll never stop looking over our shoulder and that danger...I don't ever want to be the cause for any harm they might impose on you. It's something I could never live with. If they killed you, I'd be dead too.“ Y/N's eyes filled with venomous tears she couldn't shed, her sobs being the only telltale of her pain.

„To kill us both, there would only have to be one bullet.“ Shawn tries to quote a book he once read in high school, realizing he only just started to understand the words written on those pages he thought were absolute rubbish. He figured people would move on and live after their loved one was gone, not knowing what fate had in store for him. And knowing all of that, he still wouldn't change a single thing for all of that brought him here, where he holds the most beautiful woman in the world in his hands and all he can think about is how grateful he is.

„Whatever happens, it's you and me against the world. Don't worry about what may or may not happen, just live in this moment with me.“ Shawn rests his forehead on hers, releasing a shaky breath on contact.

„I don't think I'll ever get used to this. Us. You.“ She paused between each word, giving them a slight emphasis and Shawn couldn't agree more. He'd never get used to the feeling of electricity that runs through his veins to his very heart and mind every time she looks at him. He'd never get used to the feeling of his heart growing two sizes too big for his chest whenever she laughs at something he said.

How could he? He's living a dream. Not too long ago she was nothing but a distant echo of his lonely heart, a lost wolf's wish he never expected to come true. She brought the colors back to life and in that way, she brought him back to life.

He wasn't a young wolf anymore. He had become a wolf in love.

„Uh!“ A disgusted noise startled Shawn into jumping, nearly bumping his head into Y/N's which wouldn't hurt her, but it would sure as hell hurt him.

„No PDA if the wolf stays!“ Rosalie demanded, getting an amused chuckle in return as Y/N shook her head lightly.

„When I stop hearing crazy vampire sex noises from your bedroom, I'll tone the PDA down.“ Y/N sassed back, quickly pulling Shawn into her and pressing her lips to his soft ones which forced Rosalie to leave. The sudden kiss earned her a low growl, making her laugh at her wolf.

„I love you so damn much, Y/N. Even when you're laughing at me, I love you.“ He whispers against her lips, giving into the intoxicating taste of her lips.

„Not as much as I love you.“ She pecked his lips again before standing up and pulling his whiny ass up.

„But I wanted to make out.“ Shawn complains, leaning in again, kissing her forehead. He remained standing close, his breath fanning her face as she bats her eyelashes at him.

„We have the rest of forever to do that. I want to meet your pack now.“ She states, standing on her tiptoes to peck his lips once more.

Shawn's eyes widen, anxiety creeping in.

„You, a vampire, want to meet a pack of wolves?“ He draws out the word slowly, shocked with her request.

„They are your family. If you, a werewolf, spent so much time here in a vampire coven, I can do the same for you. I want to know every part of you Shawn and being a wolf is a major part.“ She made perfect sense, softening his intial desire to say no.

„Okay.“ Shawn took her hand in his, intertwining their fingers slowly. He leaned in, connecting their lips once more for a tender kiss. Using all his willpower to move away, he broke the kiss and licked his lips, sighing heavily.

„Let's go, miss stubborn.“

And so, hand in hand, a wolf and a vampire walked out and into their future where the clear line between their species would soon blur and the rivalry that lasted since the dawn of time would subside, allowing love to mend fences and open hearts to unimaginable possibilities.

They would build a community, one with ever-growing numbers of supernatural creatures with incredible abilities until they grow powerful enough for everyone, even the Volturi who would kneel and give Voltera over only a century later.

That, however, is an entirely different story.

But of course, our love birds had no idea what their love would bring for the future. They were too lost in each other's embrace, walking into the forest as Shawn filled Y/N in on every pack member, his family and all she'd need to know in order for them to survive the constant jokes and possible insults they may receive when he brings a vampire across the creek and into their lands, effectively nullifying the treaty between the Quilletts and the Cullens.

Love...Love is the only thing stronger than fear, than hate.

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distracted! masterlist ☆

(steve x bucky x natasha x reader)

(and possible other versions that will including multiple other avengers…👀)

not finished!

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the ask that started it all! nsfw <3

blurb teaser thing! nsfw <3

bruce banner thoughts! nsfw <3

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chapter one!!! nsfw of course!! <3

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more coming eventually soon!! <3

note: hi hi! here’s another mini masterlist! i’m sorry i haven’t been writing i’m going through a breakup(?) idk it’s complicated and he’s using my trauma against me! so i haven’t been doing too great lmfao. i know most of you haven’t been here during the “distracted” era! but it’s a very fun and sexy little au i came up with! and it’s the first full fic i wrote!!! we have @becca-e-barnes to blame for the monstrosity that is this account! as you can see a lot of these are links to asks i sent to my lovely becca! thx for inspiring me to write, luv ya!

xoxo,

allie🕊

p.s. ~ hoping to write more soon! however the sleepover is postponed due to MEN. 🙄

taglist + plus the my little distracted vampires who’ve been here since day one <3 wouldn’t be here without you :D

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I saw you wanted some prompts so... how about Poe taking care of a drunk reader after she came back from a night out with her friends and she's like "don't tell Poe but I love him v v much" and Poe is like "but you are married to him, doesn't he know?" and she's really amazed and thinks says aloud "I am married to the Poe Dameron????" and it's all cutesy lol sorry if I rambled for too long

can I tell you a secret?

pairing || modern!Poe Dameron x Reader

word count || 548

content || drunk reader, fluff, Poe being the adorable

a/n || stop this was SUCH a cute idea anon, I love it!!

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A wide yawn breaks over Poe’s face as he starts his car, dressed only in a tank top, sweatpants and a pair of hastily thrown on, barely tied sneakers. The text you sent a few minutes ago was barely intelligible but after a moment of staring at his phone in confusion, he realized you were asking him to come get you. Your friend was supposed to drive you home, but apparently you weren’t content with that - you wanted him to come get you and bring you home.

He had been expecting that text the moment you bound down the porch steps to climb into your friend’s care despite your assurances that it wouldn’t happen. You’re an affectionate, kind of clingy drunk to say the least, but he thinks it’s cute. Especially when he sees the way your face lights up when you spot him pulling up outside the club. Your friend is full of apologies as you wrap your arms around his neck to plant a kiss on his cheek, but he reassures her that it's okay. He has no problem saving his damsel in distress.

“C’mon sweetheart, let’s get you in the car.” He encourages you as you drag your fingers through his curls.

“Your hair is so soft…?” You phrase it like it’s a question, your eyebrows drawn together in a furrow that he finds too damn adorable.

“Mhmm, it’s all those products you complain about being on the bathroom counter.” Poe fumbles with the seatbelt for a moment before finally getting it latched and carefully closes the door before getting in, rolling his eyes playfully when you immediately make a grabby hand at him.

There’s a low hum of contentment from you the moment he interlocks his fingers with yours and you finally relax into the passenger seat, your glazed eyes blinking slowly at the passing lights. It’s quiet for a moment, the two of you simply enjoying each other’s presence and the law thrum of music from the radio.

You squeeze his hand suddenly, rolling your head against the headrest to look at him with a conspiratorial expression. “Can I tell you a secret?”

Ah, here we go, Poe thinks, smiling as he says, “Absolutely.”

“Okay, okay, so you can’t tell Poe, but,” You lower your voice as if you’re whispering the most important, confidential secret in the world. “I’m in love with him. Like… I love him so much.”

Poe has to bite his lip to hold back the laugh that threatens to bubble out of him. The traffic light floods the inside of his car with a low red lighting and he thinks you look downright beautiful like this.

“Hate to break it to ya, sweetheart, but I think he already knows.” He teases, flipping your joined hands over to tap on your wedding ring. “Ya know, since you married him and all.”

“Wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait. Hold on.” You blink once. Twice. “I’m married to the Poe Dameron? Really?”

“Yup,” Poe says, popping his lips around the ‘p’. “He’s pretty damn happy about it, too.”

“Holy shit.” You whisper in amazement, as if he’s gifted you with the best surprise you could have asked for. He laughs with a shake of his head, lifting your hand to kiss your knuckles.

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without a word masterlist + playlists

hey guys! i’ll be making playlist for this fic, displaying the emotion that corresponds with each chapter. hopefully the mood matches the music.

note: the playlist will take longer to listen to than this fic will be to read. i recommend listening to them in order

original blurb - mute peter who struggles through life because he doesn’t speak but finds some purpose because of her

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🌷spotify playlist || itunes playlist🌷

chapter 1 - [angst. includes mentions of death] peter struggles to deal with the loss of his father

chapter 2 - ptsd and anxiety is a part of everyday life for peter, and then he met her...

chapter 3 - y/n lit up everything around her, including him

chapter 4 - [includes bullying and some language] peter can’t breathe, and it’s both a blessing a curse

chapter 5 - peter learns to talk without speaking

chapter 6 - oblivious teenager(s)

chapter 7 - small boy in a big town who might be falling for someone with a big heart

chapter 8 - peter is still just as flustered when he thinks about y/n

chapter 9 - spectacular, remarkable, lovely... all new words peter added in his vocabulary to describe her.

chapter 10 - truly.. madly... deeply

chapter 11 - there are high tides and there are low tides

*will be adding more songs as the chapters go along

please request songs you would like to hear on the next playlist. thank you for reading!🌷

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Puppy Love

MASTERLIST

This was requested by @theitcaramelchick. It’s a bit shorter than my usual fics, but I wanted to write something short and fluffy. Also someone, please get Spencer Reid a dog because I was dying of feels while writing this.

Spencer Reid/Reader

Rating: G (fluff)

Word Count: 988

“Thanks for coming with me today.”

“Are you kidding? I love spending time with your dog.”

You chuckled.

“Oh, so you’re just dating me for my dog now?” you joked.

“Hey, she’s cute too.”

You look over at your boyfriend, Spencer and smile. He doesn’t usually come to the park with you and your border collie, Pepper, due to his work schedule, but today he decided to tag along.

Her leash was in his hand and she was trotting along in front of the two of you, sniffing the ground, tail wagging happily.

Pepper had been your fur baby ever since she was a puppy. Now at 6 years old, the solid black border collie was 35 pounds of love and energy. She was always happy to see Spencer. You often teased him that she liked him better than you.

“You don’t see how wild she gets at the park though,” you pointed out.

“She can’t be that bad,” Spencer retorted.

“Oh rookie, you’re in for it,” you grinned, patting his arm.

You reached a bench and the two of you sat down. You leaned down to undo Pepper’s leash and she ran off nearby to explore.

“For example, she’s probably going to go terrorize some poor squirrel now.”

“She’s got more energy than both of us combined, that’s for sure,” he laughed, shaking his head, watching her.

Pepper ran around nearby, sniffing different areas, pouncing playfully.

“I brought her favorite tennis ball to play fetch with. You can play with her if you want. She’d probably prefer you anyways since you’re here.”

“I’d love to.”

His face broke into a big smile and your heart warmed at the sight. You loved how much he loved your canine companion. 

He took the ball from your hand, whistling for her.

“Come here, Pepper.”

On command, she ran over to him, letting out a happy bark as he stood. She ran happily around his legs, standing up on her hind legs, pawing his stomach.

“I swear, she’s never this happy to see me,” you shook your head in disbelief.

He threw the tennis ball and she darted off to fetch it. Moments later, she was running back with it in her mouth, dropping it at his feet.

Spencer picked it back up, Pepper dancing anticipatorily at his feet, her eyes never leaving the ball. He threw it again and she was off.

“Now you see why I bring her to the park,” you grinned, “Gotta burn off that energy somehow.”

As if on cue, Pepper bounded back, the ball in her mouth.

-

Half an hour later, both Spencer and Pepper were resting on the cool grass. He rubbed her belly as she wriggled, tongue lolling out of her mouth.

She rolled back over on her stomach and rested her head on Spencer’s lap.

“I’m beginning to think she has a crush on you,” you smirked, rubbing her head.

You ran a hand over her fluffy, floppy ears, scratching them and she melted further.

“Can’t say I blame her either,” he kidded, “I am quite the dog magnet.”

“Mhm whatever you say, pretty boy.”

“Where did you hear that? Have you been talking to Morgan?” 

His surprised face is so hilarious, you can’t help but laugh. You fall backwards on the grass, shaking with laughter.

Pepper pops up, licking your face.

“You love your mommy, don’t you Pepper?” Spencer smiled, rubbing her back.

With a few happy barks, she runs off in the direction of sprinklers that had just come on.

“Oh no, she’s gotten her second wind,” you said, watching her jump through the water, “I better go get her.”

You get up to retrieve her when you feel yourself being picked up. You squealed, holding onto Spencer as he runs through the sprinklers with you in his arms, Pepper bounding and jumping right along with the both of you.

You’re both soaked, Pepper is too, but you couldn’t be happier.

-

After sitting in the sun and drying your clothes a little bit, you both decide it’s too hot to stay out any longer.

You call for Pepper, but she ignores you, still digging in the spot she was investigating. You stand up, grabbing her leash.

“Come on girl, it’s time to go.”

She lays down in the grass, just looking up at you as if challenging you.

She lets you hook her leash on her collar, but still remains stubborn.

“Looks like someone is deciding to ignore mommy,” Spencer snickered, coming up behind you.

“How about you try?” you suggested.

“Come on, girl. Let’s go,” he taps his thighs, trying to get her attention.

Pepper lays her head down, eyes looking up at him.

“Well, I guess we’re going to have to do this the hard way,” he said.

He bent down, picking her up. She immediately laid her head on his shoulder, tongue out and panting.

“Oh I see how it is,” you mock chided, “You refuse to leave just so your man can carry you. I’ll have to try that myself, sometime.”

He laughed, his smile bright as Pepper licked his face repeatedly.

“Pepper, I can’t see where I’m going.”

That didn’t stop her from still licking his face though.

The two of you finally made it back to your car, laughing so hard because of Pepper that your stomach was hurting.

Spencer opened the back door and set her in the backseat where she immediately made herself comfortable and laid down.

“Yeah, she definitely loves you for life now,” you commented as he opened the car door and slid into the driver’s seat.

“Well good. I’m gonna be around for a while because I love her hoomin,” he said, leaning over the console to kiss you sweetly.

A sharp bark caused you two to part and laugh, looking back at the canine watching you two. Spencer grinned in return at her.

“I love you too, Pepper.”

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Shawnblr Fic Award Nominees - Spring 2020

Updated: May 2, 2020

***LINKS ONLY WORK ON ORIGINAL POST, NOT REBLOGS***

Best Fic <5K

Sock • @watchmegetobsessed

Worse Than a Curse • @sweetwritesx

Privacy • @watchmegetobsessed

Better Than Sex • @shawnsmoose

If I Have to I’ll Wait Forever • @mendesficsxbombay

Laundrymat Kisses • @fallinallincurls​

Loving You is the Antidote • @mendesficsxbombay​

Don’t You Wanna See These Clothes On Me • @mendesficsxbombay​

Quarantine & Chill • @2018shawn

The Final Attempt • @wholesomemendes

Vanity Fair • @bubbashawn

Hair Salon • @lostinshawnsmemory

Golden • @illumecherry

Soundproof • @harryandmolly

All’s Fair in Love & Basketball • @kerwritesthings

Make You Feel My Love • @kerwritesthings​

Lost Pass • @wordsandshawn​

Heartbeat Inspiration • @kerwritesthings

Slap Shot • @in-boys-we-thirst

Best Fic 5K+

2:00AM • @ificanthaveu

Number 20 • @watchmegetobsessed

Caught Up • @rainbowshawn​

Might Just Be My Everything and Beyond • @shes-soparticular​

Your Boyfriend Is... • @mendesficsxbombay​

Choices • @watchmegetobsessed​

Still Into You • @shawnjpeg​

Fix You • @softboyshawn

Playing It Cool • @mendeshoney

An Office Love Story • @fallinallincurls

South of the Equator • @kerwritesthings

Perfect • @heywritersblock

Start of Our Love Story • @kerwritesthings

Beg • @shawn-mendes-thirst

Best Fluff

Sock • @watchmegetobsessed​

If I have to I’ll Wait Forever • @mendesficsxbombay​

Your Boyfriend Is... • @mendesficsxbombay​

Midnight & You • @mendesficsxbombay​

Best of Women • @serendipitousshawn

Cuddlebug • @shawnsmoose

Happy • @maybiemendes

Her Guitar • @shawnm521

Team Manager • @shawnm521

Playing It Cool • mendeshoney

October •  @wholesomemendes

An Office Love Story • @fallinallincurls

Laundrymat Kisses • @fallinallincurls

Lost in Japan • @shawnmndes

Dancing Your Way Into My Heart • @kerwritesthings

You’re All I Need • @shawnsbrashier

Forever & Always • @fallinallincurls

Painkiller • @rainbowshawn

Coconut Waffles • @harryandmolly

Best Smut

Red • @rainbowshawn

Tease • @watchmegetobsessed

Attention • @rainbowshawn​

Neighbors • @zankivich​

Ride (In Tandem) • @achinglyshawn​

Love, Lust and Pain • @shawnjpeg​

Manners • @palhacomendes​

Only for You • @2018shawn

Quarantine & Chill • @2018shawn

The Arrangement • @zankivich

Here Comes the Sun • @kerwritesthings

Crescendo • @evansweaters

Ruby Woo • @harryandmolly​

Show Me Love Series • @palhacomendes​

Best Angst

Safe • @illumecherry

Third Time’s a Charm • @sauveteen

You Flower, You Feast • @shawnjpeg & @sauveteen

I Miss You Already • @tinydino 

A Million Times • @bubbashawn

Take Your Sweet Time • @wholesomemendes

Your Gift of Nonchalance • @pickeringawd

Best AU

Cohesion • @begginyouformendes

High School Never Ends • @ificanthaveu

Opposites Attract • @softboyshawn

Send Noods • @mendesficsxbombay

Teeth • @watchmegetobsessed​

Take Over • @theshawnmendesstorycollection​

College Boy • @dylshoney​ 

The Final Attempt • @wholesomemendes​

Broadway Baby • @ificanthaveu​

Best Triplet! AU

Turning Tables • @theshawnmendesstorycollection

Gears of Love • @shawnm521

Welcome to the Pack • @softboyshawn​

Falling Up • @unfamlair

Fix You • @softboyshawn​

CEO! Peter Series • @shawnm521​

Take Over • @theshawnmendesstorycollection​

Best Supernatural! AU

Heart Strings • @softboyshawn

Welcome to the Pack • @softboyshawn

The Rise of an Omega • @iamburdened​

Behold the Fangs • @itrocksmysocks​

Most Unique

Stealing Second • @goldenhemmings

You Flower, You Feast • @shawnjpeg & @sauveteen​

Take Over • @theshawnmendesstorycollection​

The Arrangement • @zankivich​

Gin & Juice • @smallerinfinities​ 

Manners Series • @palhacomendes​

Saved • @palhacomendes​

Best OC

Alex, Slow Burn • @shes-soparticular​

Amelia, The Rise of an Omega • @iamburdened

Adriana, Fame • @illumecherry

Penny, Complicit • @harryandmolly​

Noemi, The Hymn to Love • @somethingaboutshawngoeshere​

Sofia, All’s Well That Ends Well • @shawnsmoose​

Quinn, Take Me as I Am • @mendeshoney

Unnamed OC • @kerwritesthings​

Best POC OC

Maggie, • @rosiemercy​

Adriana, Fame • @illumecherry​

Noora Rao, You Flower You Feast • @shawnjpeg & @sauveteen​

Noemi, The Hymn to Love • @somethingaboutshawngoeshere​

Best Series

Fame • @illumecherry

Hustle • @watchmegetobsessed

Safety • @theshawnmendesstorycollection

Welcome to the Pack • @softboyshawn

Turning Tables • @theshawnmendesstorycollection

Roommates • @infiniteshawn

The Arrangement • @zankivich

Complicit • @harryandmolly

Pumpkin Patch Hearts • @rosiemercy

Unless It’s With You • @fallinharry​

You Flower, You Feast • @shawnjpeg​ & @sauveteen​

CEO! Peter Series • @shawn521 

Unnamed Verse Series • @kerwritesthings​

Take Me As I Am • @somethingaboutshawngoeshere​

Some Unspoken Thing • @mendeshoney

The Hymn to Love • @somethingaboutshawngoeshere​

All’s Well That Ends Well • @shawnsmoose 

Best Blurbs

@wordsandshawn

@fallinallincurls

@shawnm521

@softboyshawn

@serendipitousshawn​

@sweetwritesx​

@shawnsmoose​

@2018shawn​

@sunkisseddreamer​

@curlsofshawn​

@shawnmndes​

@imaginashawnns

Breakthrough Writer

@rainbowshawn • masterlist

@in-boys-we-thirst • masterlist

@shes-soparticular • masterlist

@mendesficsxbombay • masterlist

@bubbashawn • masterlist

@shawnmndes • masterlist

@fallinallincurls • masterlist

@2018shawn • masterlist

@wholesomemendes​ • masterlist

@justawriterbeinglonley​ • masterlist

@sunkisseddreamer​ • masterlist

@mendeshoney • masterlist

Best All-Around Writer

@theshawnmendesstorycollection • masterlist

@softboyshawn • masterlist

@fallinallincurls • masterlist

@shawnm521 • masterlist

@wordsandshawn • masterlist

@rainbowshawn • masterlist

@kerwritesthings​ • masterlist

@sauveteen • masterlist

@curlsofshawn • masterlist

@zankivich • masterlist

@harryandmolly • masterlist

@watchmegetobsessed • masterlist

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In the wake of all this unnecessary drama, I would love to find some more (and possibly new!) writing! I love your longer stories and I’m all caught up and looking for more! Do you have any fics you’d recommend to someone who loves your writing? Preferably longer stories or chaptered fics? Thank you!! 🖤

Thank you for your comments about my writing!!! And isn’t that a MOOD! All these writers have so much great stuff! These are longer oneshots, series, and chaptered fics, but they all have much more too!

Malocchio by @in-silks-and-flesh-and-leather

Amortentia by @in-silks-and-flesh-and-leather

A Place that has A Number and a Name by @in-silks-and-flesh-and-leather

What Am I To You? by @in-silks-and-flesh-and-leather

Runaway Bride by @in-silks-and-flesh-and-leather

Stolen Car by @in-silks-and-flesh-and-leather

For Whom the Sun Shines by @in-silks-and-flesh-and-leather

Bedazzled by @in-silks-and-flesh-and-leather

Flip in the Zombie Apocalypse by @in-silks-and-flesh-and-leather

Comfort - Westworld AU series by @clydesducktape

Draluram - Mando!Kyld series by @clydesducktape

Night Moves by @clydesducktape & @hopeamarsu

Senses Series by @hopamarsu

You’re Mine and accompanying oneshots by @contesa-lui-alucard

Sip of Sunshine by @contesa-lui-alucard

Roommates 1 by @ohdamnadam

Roommates 2 by @ohdamnadam

Roommates 3 by @ohdamnadam

Honorary Cowgirl by @ohdamnadam

Kitten series 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 by @driversmutbucket

Kiss the Sky by @finn-ray-nal-beads

Anchor’s Away by @finn-ray-nal-beads

His Siren Series 1 2 3 by @finn-ray-nal-beads

Dr Kylo Ren Masterlist - Dr Ren Oneshots by @maybe-your-left

A Case In Need by @maybe-your-left

Gucci Masterlist - Gucci Oneshots set in the same AU by @mrs-gucci

Fathoms Below by @babbushka

Did Their Headlights Look Like Heaven by @babbushka

Biting Dust by @babbushka

Beyond Reasonable Doubt by @babbushka

Beautiful Beloved by @babbushka

Each Eye by @babbushka

All My Stars by @babbushka

First Glimpse, Last Looks by @babbushka

Alright by @babbushka

A December to Remember by @babbushka

Poolside by @babbushka

Hide Your Smile by @babbushka

Better Luck by @babbushka

Save A Horse, Ride A Cowboy by @babbushka

I can’t access their fics at present. But @direnightshade and @mindp0lluti0n have some great chaptered fics too. With Departures There Is No End and To The Wolves, and Where the Currents Take Us and Lifelines, respectively.

I believe some other people expressed some interest in finding some other fics too. Apologies if I’m misremembering any of you and annoying anyone with a tag!

@kirah36 @iamburdened @autumnleaves1991-blog