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brokenpieces-72 · 4 months

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Monster!141 x female! Jackalope/wendigo reader

CW/TW: poor eating habits, mentions of eating, mentions of human meat, crying, younger reader, note: in no way am I intending to offend anyone.

This was inspired by both @diejager and @bluegiragi and includes the reader character Hunter. This is also my first fanfiction being posted here and I have a couple to come if this one goes well.

A program is set up for hybrids that are considered difficult to control or dangerous to be around in public. Usually this is when their current living conditions are deemed as unsafe.

A jackalope with little knowledge of their own self fits both sides so locations and positions are set up for them to be in a safe controlled environment to learn how to keep themselves under control.

Price isn’t exactly happy when Laswell brings this to him. He’s not a babysitter and neither are his men. She explains to him there is little to be done and while she doesn’t agree with sending a vulnerable, uneducated, untrained teenager to a military base that deals with monsters, humans and hybrids alike, there isn’t much she can do either. Thankfully she does have some say in it, able to choose who comes on to the base. The files for candidates are sent to Price as well for review and upon looking at yours with a very dark and concerning past, he considers tossing it aside. Then he sees what hybrid you are. Having a few encounters in his past with hybrids like you he figures it would be safer taking you in then letting someone else get to you.

You do receive some training before transferring with a Retainer/handler who watches over you and determines whether you are ready to integrate into society. You aren’t sure if this will really help you join society but you figure it’s better someone taking you in rather than staying in the program. Price intends to put you to work after all and the location isn’t without risk. You’re told there are other hybrids on base, and you assume there will be at least a couple.

The first person you meet is Nikolai, the pilot for the awkward bumpy flight to base. He’s almost twice your height, plenty of people you have met are. You’re not very tall so not surprising, but you aren’t very used to people. Part of the program especially for you is keeping you isolated from most humans. His friendly attitude towards you is a little startling but you warm up to it quickly.

The flight was mostly your retainer setting ground rules and briefing you on what you will be doing. You would be training with him mostly, and doing everything he says. No stuffing your face, meals kept strict, and no seconds or late snacks. Nikolai calls you to the front halfway through the journey and lets you sit next to him. He could overhear your conversation with the retainer, wanted to give you a break from it while wanting to learn more about you.

You don’t have much to say, cause well you haven’t done much on your own. Well you do enjoy drawing, and reading. Sometimes writing is fun but that’s mostly it so far. He tells you a bit about the 141, recounting the small tales but while hinting at what hybrids you’ll be working with.

Soon you land on the base and exit the chopper heading towards the Task Force 141. In front is a dragon hybrid and next to him is a human, both in uniform. Names are exchanged and you’re led inside the base where you meet the others. You notice he’s missing a wing and his tail wrapping around the human’s leg. As a hybrid your instincts tell you what he’s doing. You’re not a massive threat to him being so young, but his body language makes it clear the value he puts in the medic and likely the rest of his men. He read your file, so you can’t blame him for being extra protective. You keep your head down as you’re taken inside with your handler.

You’re introduced to each of the 141 including the human, who asks to do a health assessment before anything else. Your retainer is strongly against this, insisting that you’ve already been cleared and don’t require one. There’s somewhat of a back and forth between them with you simply standing there. Your handler raises his voice and you have to dig your nails into your palm to not run off. You’re wondering if your should offer your own choice or ask someone what you should do while waiting. Price puts it forward that you get a check up so that Hunter can assess your conditions first hand.

You follow Hunter to their station in the infirmary, taking you to a private room. Hunter gets many looks while you follow them from the other soldiers with a couple even following with them to the room. You meet a harpy called Gaz and a werewolf called Soap. They stick closer to Hunter almost in a protective sense. Though each of them give you an acknowledgement. Soap has never smelled a hybrid like you before, and Gaz wasn’t sure what to make of you either. Your rabbit ears and antlers were hardly a cause for alarm though. You weren’t exactly intimidating. Hunter takes you into the private room while the two hybrids wait outside, offering to help them with paperwork and taking you to wherever you need to go next. The examination is very simple, checking to see your vitals, understanding how you worked so Hunter could help you on missions, and learning any instinctual habits you may have.

When Hunter asks you to take off your hoodie and remove your shirt, you do so. Their eyes go wide upon seeing your body. Your retainer’s “work” was evident by your rib cage and flattening stomach.

“When was the last time you ate?”Hunter asks.

When you tell them the last time you ate, they excuse themselves. You wait for about 15 minutes, when there’s a knock telling you to get dressed and come out. Gaz is still there but clearly Soap had left with Hunter. He takes you to a small room for you to bunk in for the next while.

You later find out Hunter had left the room and smacked your retainer for his methods. Even Price had to get involved to keep the two from getting more violent. Hunter is certainly a force to be reckoned with when it comes to patients. The handler believes that limiting your food intake will help you keep control. Hunter doesn’t agree with starving you, but Price can’t really argue with it.

The next while you’re training, and you do everything you can to keep up. Your limits are pushed and Price isn’t about to go easy on you. Partially cause he hopes the retainer will increase your food intake. It’s a lot, and Hunter doesn’t like seeing you running laps and drills knowing you haven’t been eating much. You push yourself hard, not giving in to judgements from humans or the other hybrids. It doesn’t matter if you’re the last or the worst or even fail the most, you keep pushing.

Meals are strict, with small but reasonable portions for you and eating by yourself in your room. For the next while this becomes the routine, with the occasional snack being slid to you by Hunter. It does make sleep difficult and your stomach growls periodically. Soap takes notice right away how bad it is, your stomach is almost like a random alarm for him, that he can’t shut off.

“You hungry?” He asks sarcastically. You shake your head, only for your stomach to object again. Soap rolls his eyes.

“Take a couple.” He says offering you some of his snacks. When you try to turn it down, he starts insisting harder. “Come on, the noise is drivin me bloody mad. Take em, a few won’t kill ya.”

You do so, and you take another couple after. Soon enough he’s slipping you pieces of his snacks when your handler isn’t around, like chips or cookies.

You have to go to school still, off base and some jerks decided to lock in a closet. Despite your protests and pleas they decide to leave you there overnight. You have a few snacks but you can feel yourself getting increasingly hungry, and you know it won’t be long until you lose it. You try your handler but they aren’t picking up. You don’t want to but you call Soap who picks up groggily.

“The hell is callin…”

“Soap it’s me…I’m really sorry…”

“…kid? The bleeding hell you still doing up?Wait, where the ell are you?”

You explain you’re stuck and hungry and really need help.

“Alright alright…I’m on my way… you need food?”

“Yes.”

He sighs and asks what you want to eat, if there’s any comfort food you have while he’s getting his shoes and pants on.

“Are you mad…” you ask in a small voice he can just barely hear over the phone. He’s been in Highschool as a hybrid and had people pick on him, call him a mutt yank at his tail, try to get him in trouble and whatnot.

“I’m mad at the pieces of shite that did this to you. What do you want to eat?” He says. You tell him and wait patiently after he hangs up.

Gaz is woken up, and looks over.

“Was goin on…” Gaz asks.

“Kid is stuck at school. Literally.” Soap says, lacing his shoes.

“She have food?” Gaz mutters rubbing sleep out of his eyes.

“No, so I’m getting her some.”

“What she want?”

Soap tells him and he orders it for pick up before getting dressed himself.

“What is she still doing at school?” Gaz asked pulling his hoodie on. “Little help?”

Soap helps get Gaz’s wings through the slots on his hoodie as he explains. Gaz can relate. He’s been bullied as well, and he’ll you’re a kid with a strong will. It’s not fair for you to be pushed so hard only for school to make you feel like shit. They pick up the food and head over to the school.

“Come on.” Soap jogs to the door and tries it. “Mother…they don’t check if anyone’s still inside?”

Gaz takes one of his feathers off and picks the lock. Gaz opens it and Soap shifts and gets in, as soon as he can fit through the door.

“Kid you here?” He yells. Nothing. Gaz comes up behind him.

“I want to make a lassie joke so hard right now.” Gaz admits, while Soap picks up your scent and hurries off up and down the halls, trying to figure out where you are. He starts scratching at a maintenance door. Gaz knocks on it.

“Kid you in there?” He calls.

“Y-yes!” You call back.

“We’re gonna help you okay? Just hold tight.”

“Gaz move.” Soap says. Gaz just barely gets out of the way before Soap manages to smash it in. They find you curled up and clutching your stomach. Gaz flaps away the dust before stepping over the broken remains of the door. He gives you the bag ripping it open and you hands go in quickly. You avenously eat away at the first thing you get, a still warm hashbrown . One bite and you stand up but Gaz keeps you sitting.

“Don’t choke, finish that first.” He orders. You do as he says a mutter through mouthfuls, “sorry.”

“So what exactly happened?” Soap asks.

“They pulled my ears and kept asking to see my tail… kept telling them I didn’t have one.” You mutter, finishing the hashbrown. “A few of them grabbed me and shoved me in here…kept calling me ‘bunny’ and ‘rabbit’. Said they would stuff me later.”

“No one’s stuffing anything except the assholes that did this and where it don’t shine.” Soap growls. I’m the dark it’s a little more intimidating with yellow glowing eyes. Gaz stretches a wing around you and gives you another piece of the order to munch on while helps you out of the room. You go on about how they kept messing with you in various childish ways. They had yanked your ears, played with your horns and called you a bunny breeder. Gaz and Soap get you into the backseat and encourage you to keep eating.

“You got made fun of by the teachers pet?” Soap asked a little surprised.

“He said I was the new class pet.” You say. “Then he wouldn’t stop saying I had to eat carrots and wasn’t allowed to have any of the snacks I brought.”

“You ignore em?”

“Tried, but then he started telling me I shouldn’t be snacking and had to eat ruffage.”

“Wow…” Gaz says. “You could always threaten to gnaw on his pencils.”

“Hows the food?” Soap calls from the front.

“Good. I should stop though.”

“You almost finished?” Soap says checking on you in the rear view.

“Uh…halfway?” You relay after checking the bags contents.

“Keep eating.” Soap says.

Gaz gives Soap a look.

“One meal won’t kill her.” Soap says quietly.

“Thank you for getting me.” You say.

“Hunter would have my head.”

Sadly your bonding time doesn’t go unnoticed and Price calls you all into the office. Your handler is unhappy you didn’t try contacting him first, and you stay quiet. Price chews out Soap and Gaz for B&E and property damage, until they explain what had happened to you. He’s a bit more lenient but not by much.

You, Soap and Gaz have definitely bonded more and at this point you’ve sort of become the team’s pup. Soap and Gaz teach you fight hand to hand, and they’re careful with you at first. You’re younger and smaller but you don’t hold back against them. They show you some maneuvers and Gaz uses his hardened feathers for knife training, going slow and giving you the chance to bat away his strikes. Off time is spent with them, getting a chance to go climbing or hanging out in the rec room. Soap teaches you how to play football, and Rudy and Alejandro join in as well. Soap and Alejandro definitely start showing off their speed and strength to the point you and Rudy find it safer to watch from the sidelines with Gaz. One wrong kick makes all your caution warranted, as you have to shoved Rudy over and the ball takes off part of your antler and is pierced in the process. Hunter gave Soap a very harsh talking to afterwards, and made sure you were okay.

Your handler over time becomes less and less involved with you but maintains your eating routine. He keeps your training high giving you exercises daily, that keep you busy from dusk til dawn. It’s exhausting and Hunter does express some concern to your handler who eventually gives in and increases your food intake some more.

Soap and Gaz have basically taken over your sparring sessions, keeping you trained and ready for anything. You have found a couple weaknesses when you go one on one. If Soap shifts to werewolf, you can get him with belly rubs.

Rudy had started showing you some tracking skills, and even introduced you to his dog spirits. Both spirits are weary of you at first with the red and black growling while the other stayed close to its vessel protectively. After calming them, Alejandro shifts to a panther or jaguar based on the terrain and becomes the target to track. At first he makes it easy but since you don’t hold back on Soap and Gaz he doesn’t hold back on you. You and Rudy both have to try and find him before he finds you, which is a bit of a 50-50. Your own skills as a hybrid are shown to be useful in more wild and natural terrain. In fact you become the one to be target and the two of them actual find some difficulty locating you.

“She couldn’t have gotten that far yet…” Rudy is scratching his head, genuinely dumbfounded. Alejandro shifts back next to him looking at his partner.

“Fast learner.” He says.

“Si.” Rudy sighs before jerking forward, hit in the back from behind. “Agh!”

Alejandro checked Rudy’s jacket and found a stain from a paintball. They both look up and towards where the shot had come from. There they see you behind a tree covered in dirt and mud, trying to hold back the grin on your face. The two men look at you surprised, and even Alejandro is stunned that he couldn’t detect you, while the white and blue cadejo trots over and barks at you, tugging at your clothes with his teeth. The two men look at each other baffled how you got 15 feet away from them without either noticing. Alejandro waves you over to them.

“Fall in corporal, back to base.” He calls over and you get up from your hiding spot. Your legs were dirty and…wet? The ground was damp but you were almost soaked.

“You take a bath Mija?” Alejandro asks crossing his arms.

“No sir.” You answer, shaking your head.

“You’re wet though.” Rudolfo comments, noticing the state of your pants as well.

“Yes sir.” You reply. Alejandro gives a half grin.

“Why are you wet corporal?” He asks.

“The river sir.” You answer. They hadn’t told you about the river nearby, not to mention it was a few clicks further than they had expected you to reach. You take note of their expression and shift slightly in place. “Should I not have…?”

“Por el contrario, you did very well Mija.” Rudolfo says.

“Very good.” Alejandro comments. “You cold?” He asks. You shake your head. There was a chill but it didn’t bother you. They take you back to base.

Missions go fairly well though you are often knocked down. It can be hard when you’re up against many other hybrid creatures. Ghost comes to your aid before any fatal blows can be made, consuming enemies in his shadows when he wasn’t slipping out of them to slit enemy throats. The lieutenant didn’t agree with bringing someone as young as you on missions, and hated that he was playing babysitter half the time. Ghost can sense something off about you though. Maybe it’s your smiling, or your friendliness, of this odd presence that seems to surround you like an aura. Either way, you show yourself to be a fast learner and strong soldier. Your main focus is to incapacitate enemies, even though you’ve been taught where vitals are and how to use a gun and a knife quickly.

“Would make life easier to kill… that’s what soldiers do.” He comments. You look out at the men he’s fed on. You’re quiet thinking for a moment before responding.

“If I killed all of them though…you wouldn’t get to eat as much.” You say with a cheeky smile. His expression doesn’t change.

“Don’t worry too much. Focus on your safety first.”

“Yes sir.” You say losing the smile. He’s not wrong. After that you ask Ghost for help with laying killing strikes. Not in the field but in training. He agrees mainly because you’ve shown promise and a willingness to improve yourself. Knife training with him is rough usually leading to you getting winded and on your back.

The hands on learning is honestly better than anything else though and your exercise routines just become a warm up. You look forward to everything and take everything seriously, asking questions and showing interest in what is presented to you. Weapons training is a bit daunting, as the guns are a bit heavy, but you find your skills work good with unconventional weapons. A slingshot proves strong with you, and even crossbows. Price helps you with improving your poor aim and there are times where you will spend almost an entire night just trying to hit the targets set in front of you.

Your handler is an afterthought except when you get invited to eat with them. He’s right there ready to tell you you can’t eat with them and your food is in your room. You excuse yourself and eat alone again. However on the nights he’s away you do take the opportunity to sit with them, and just bring your food out of your room. The amount while bigger is still small for a soldier, even for a teenager. Most of them assume it’s an insecurity for you so they don’t pressure you to eat more, or comment on it. Soap offers some of his snacks still.

Hunter is instructed when the handler goes on leave to give you meals he has premade for you. They have half a mind to toss them and get you to eat with everyone else, however much you wanted, but they leave the opaque container in your room as instructed.

You don’t eat any of it though. You recognize the smell and are both disturbed and distraught. No. Not that. Memories come flooding back, ones you wanted to stay buried. It takes everything not to break down, and your stomach is churning and begging for sustenance.

Do you tell someone? Would anyone believe you? Should you eat it? No of course not! But you’re so hungry and your mouth is watering. The scent makes your stomach do hard and painful flips, as if there was a grinding wheel whipping around in your belly. You try to look for snacks that you may have hung on to from Hunter but find nothing. The hunger starts to consume your thoughts faster than you’ve consumed anything. Your body starts to alter, you teeth grow sharper, your sense of smell grows stronger and you cling to yourself.

Hungry hungry hungry…starved…

You act fast and get your pillow case, tying it in your mouth, before getting your hoodie on and bolting. You’re fairly agile in your human form and your desire for sustenance drives you forward. Meat is everywhere but you don’t want it. You don’t want to want it. Any soldiers you pass, you keep your head down, and rush past them. You don’t even look up for your teammates calling for you, and instead bolt faster. You finally get outside and sprint for the woods with soldiers calling after you, and trying to stop you to figure out what’s going on. It isn’t long before your body shifts and contorts and you smell meat nearby.

Eat…eat…

Your sudden leave doesn’t go unnoticed. At first, your team saw you and thought you had to hurry somewhere or didn’t see them. Then Alejandro and Soap passed your door while talking.

“Hunter really told you no more football?” Alejandro asks.

“Won’t stop me from playan, but they did warn mae ‘bou-“ Soap and Alejandro both freeze in place smelling the food in your room, the door shut. What the fuck? They look at each other disturbed and in shock. Soap opens the door and his eyes widen in shock seeing what was inside the container.

“Steamin bloody Jesus.” He says while covering his nose and mouth with an arm. Flies buzzed around the human organs you were served in the container.

“The hell kind of diet is this, Mija?” Alejandro says under his breath. Soap puts the lid back on and takes it to Hunter. No way they would do this, but they likely knew who did.

“OI! Hunter!” Soap yells.

“Soap! Gods, please knock next ti-“

“The bloody hell is this!?” He demands holding up the container. Hunter is confused.

“The corporal’s meal? Why do you ha-“

Without wasting anymore time he sets it down and opens the lid enough for them to see. Hunter stands up from their desk quickly, and in shock.

“Soap the fuck is wrong wi-“ Hunter starts.

“The fuck kind of meal is this!” Alejandro barks.

“What?!” Hunter is just as confused.

“This is the corporal’s meal.” Alejandro clarifies.

Hunter is just as disturbed as they are and goes into the storage where the rest of your meals were being kept for the time of his leave. They found more organs and human remains. Hunter wasn’t sure whether to be pissed, disgusted or distraught.

“What the bloody… I’m taking this to Price immediately this is beyond fucked. Where’s the corporal right now?” Hunter demands to know. Soap recalls seeing you running down the hall.

“She’s run off.” Soap concludes. Hunter takes a moment to breath and calm themselves, somewhat relieved.

“She could be anywhere by now.” Alejandro adds recalling your tracking lessons.

Hunter heads for the door and the two hybrids follow as they go to the captain’s office. He looks up from some papers before standing, seeing the door open.

“The corporal is MIA.” Hunter states. Price is confused until they explain what was in the food. Price is angry, ready to roast the retainer upon his return but you are more important along with any bystanders. A search is put out and human soldiers are instructed to stay on base while Task Force 141 along with Rudy and Alejandro track you down. Price knew there was too much of a risk for regular humans to be close to you in this state.

The cadejos catch your scent and lead the search with Rudy keeping a watchful eye for any movement. Alejandro and Soap follow the scent and cadejos with Hunter riding Soap’s back to assist them. Gaz had taken to the sky trying to find you from above and cover more ground. The scent is how they follow you but they know you’re in the area by the sounds of screeches and unearthly clicking. Price hasn’t heard noises like that in a very long time. Ghost advises caution to everyone while he moves through the shadows and senses death all around them. He soon finds it as well.

At first a couple of bisected birds and bitten voles were traces. The deeper they went the bigger the animals. Soon it was small boars that had their meat stripped. There were a few large birds that had managed to escape but were bleeding. A few foxes were limping and cowering in their dens. When the team finally found you they kept their distance with Ghost being the closest to you, discovering why he had felt uneasy around you.

You were gorging yourself on the carcass of a large elk, and stuffing handfuls of blood and raw meat into your mouth savouring every bite. Dark crimson caked your mouth and hands as you continued eating, getting into your hair every time you decided to literally stuff your face. Your boney limbs and sharp fingers clawed pieces and your jagged sharp teeth tore into thicker, tougher parts. Gaz lands in one of the tall trees while Alejandro circles around slowly and quietly planning to flank you if you tried to bolt, his oanthef form slinking around in the underbrush keeping distant and cautious. Soap proceeds closer, slowly. He has Hunter on his back and at the moment was a muscled riot shield for them. You continued feeding ignoring them all, when Soap noticed the screeching had stopped and heard your muffled whimpers and sobs mixed in with the sounds of your eating.

He moves closer and closer, letting Hunter walk next to him.

You stop eating to wipe your mouth fruitlessly. That’s when you notice the large wolf standing before you, staring at you with eyes that seemed to glow in the dark. In the moonlight he could see your tears, lightly cutting through the blood and grime on your face. Your eyes were pure white, and almost void of life. Hunter came up next to him, and you start to scramble back, worried you might go for them.

“Hey hey, no it’s okay. You’re okay…” they reach into their med bag and took out a chocolate bar, tearing off the wrapper for you and offering it. It was like an animal trainer trying to get their charge to trust them. You slowly crawl over, eyes blank and white, but docile.

“Let’s make it a bit smaller.” They mutter. Hunger breaks a piece and you back away again, crawling on all fours. Hunter leans in a bit, offering the smaller piece to you. You take it gingerly and bite down on the candy. When the human medic offers the rest, you dig into it, eating it like nothing had gone wrong. Like you hadn’t run off, shifted and started gorging on the elk carcass right next to you. The area was quiet while your team watched as you continued eating. The snack was so good, so much better than the carcass.

It had happened again. You lost control again. You were a monster and you killed so many innocent animals. Tears continued to fall as the regret set in. When you smell human meat and you’re hungry, it can set you off, making your only thoughts to be “eat”. Animals weren’t as effective hence the number you had taken out. Human food, like the candy, was a middle ground. It would take some time to bring you back to your human state, and taking less to do so.

When you finally spoke, all you could croak out was a small and raspy, “sorry”.

Hunter offers you some more food, proper food, and you eat it slowly, trying not to make yourself sick. First it was the chocolate bar, and then some crackers, an apple, some water, a few carrots. Your beastly features begin to dull, and you feel yourself growing tired. Hunter moves closer with every bite and holds you close while you cry into them, and continue eating the food they give you. Soap curls himself around you preventing escape and trying to comfort you and protect Hunter. Neither of them worries about the blood, they had worse before. Soon you tucker yourself out and Hunter picks you up, and gets back on Soaps back.

“Price, target found and incapacitated. Returning to base.” Ghost said over comms.

“Copy Lt.” Price responded through a long sigh of smoke.

When you woke up you had food next to you on the bed, and Soap asleep in a chair. He wakes up to see you eating the food left for you, and smiles.

“Mornin’ Corporal.” He says.

“I’m sorry.” You say.

“Don’t. You didna do anythin wrong.” He said. He ruffles your hair which you realize had been cut off rather awkwardly. Apparently the blood was too thick to wash, and cutting it was the safer option. You didn’t mind.

For the rest of your handlers leave, your eating becomes top priority. If you try to skip meals, you’re hauled to the mess hall, or get a protein bar in your hand. You get firm reminders that your actions that night are not your fault. Hunter is ensuring you get your meals at regular times, and that you’re staying healthy in your eating habits. They’ve also taken to checking your weight, and body, which regains some pounds. Meanwhile paperwork is being shifted around and sorted and handed and signed making a report about what happened and the illegal obtainment of human organs and their distribution. Laswell is more than pissed and ensures your handler is kept off base for longer than he had intended to be.

A couple months go by of you recovering and getting into a healthier routine. You mention to your team that your form is much different and (you later learn) the one they had seen happens when you get hungry and are unable to eat. With this comes the chance to show off your monsterous form, which leaves them with surprised looks and a bit of shock. Your human form grows and your head is replaced by a deer skull, while your limbs shed skin and are replaced with natural wood, and your rib cage and a few other pieces are beared for them to see. Like Soap your clothes do get torn up, but you prepared with a blanket nearby.

You look down at them, and step back a little while they stare. Price smiles seeing what you are meant to look like, the full spirit creature. Price approaches you first and you go lower for him to meet your eyes. A hand is place on your skull and tilt your head.

“Welcome to the 141.” He says smiling. Soap steps up and shifts to his wolf form. You get down on all fours for him and he gives a soft headbutt against your shoulder which you return.

“Stuck with us now Corporal.” He barks.

Soap helps you feel more comfortable with your form, and helps you learn to move in it as well, alongside Alejandro. You find that while you’re bipedal, running on all fours does have some speed to it. You’re even more of a natural climber, able to launch yourself off large tree trunks and latch on to the next one, making any large enough forest a parkour playground. The cadejos are weary still but Rudolfo continues working with you on tracking. Alejandro is often busy having to assist the captain with paperwork. Gaz starts helping you instead, making your hiding even more fun, since he has the best sight out of everyone. Now you’re the target even more for them to find, which they assume won’t be hard with your immense size but your terrain becomes a part of you, and you it letting you hide almost in plain sight.

Ghost assists you in ways you weren’t expecting, as he helps you feel more comfortable with death. Now your sparring and take down sessions often come with a small talk. Taking a life isn’t easy, and given your story, he wants you to know you’re defending yourself and others. It’s not uncommon for you to get a bit carried away on missions now, as you’re able to charge with Soap into a fray. Your larger size makes it easy for you to forget your surroundings. It leads to more casualties than knock outs. Price even tells you what he knows about wendigos and works on getting as much information from you about the handler as he can. Price lets you use him as a target now for shooting range, given how much better your aim has gotten.

Your team becomes your family as older siblings, uncles and sometimes even dads. They pass on everything they can to you. At this point they’ve come to see you as the pup in their pack, the one they raise into a fighter and protector for the future.

Visual reference for wendigo form

#cod au #hybrid #hybrid au #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #alejandro vargas #wendigo #jackalope #captain price #rudolfo parra #kyle gaz garrick #kate laswell #dark content #young readers #female reader #cod oc

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bruhaintnowway · 11 months

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I felt like writing soft, low-key, bottom Leon Kennedy so that’s what I did take it or leave it.

Older Leon S. Kennedy x Young Fem Reader

•Fluff

•Smut

You were used to not seeing Leon for long periods of time. In fact, hours would often turn to days which would turn to weeks without seeing your boyfriend. Although you were busy and consumed with all the work you had to do for your final exams, the loneliness hung on your skeleton, weighing you down relentlessly. This had been the longest you had been apart. Stacked on with the fact you knew nothing of him.

Every day the growing fear that a knock would sound at your door and it wouldn’t be Leon but a colleague of his telling you the worst news imaginable, petrified you leaving you with restless nights.

You felt silly sometimes walking around your apartment seeing a shirt of his and hugging it to sleep holding it close to your face for even a fraction of the feeling that he was there.

But today was a different feeling of restlessness today he was coming home. You could practically feel your body vibrating with excitement just at the thought of him being near again. You try to get your mind off the wait typing an essay on your computer for your class but every noise had your head snapping to the door and when nothing appeared a heavy sigh would leave your nose heaving your chest in frustration.

“Fuck,” You mutter tapping your finger on the table.

After an hour with nothing but a sentence on your screen, you sigh heavily closing your computer with a snap and standing stretching your body.

“Any minute now,” You kept repeating in your head and under your breath as you tried to fill the time with busy work to keep your head distracted. Picking up any paperwork discarded from past projects.

The sudden knock on your apartment door echos in your head and your heart thumps in your chest. You spin on your heel as the doorknob turns on its own and there he stands.

It was always heartbreaking to see Leon after a mission he was covered in dirt and sweat, there were dark splatters across his clothes that you choose to ignore although you knew the look of dried blood when you saw it. His hair was messy and unwashed the need for a shower was completely apparent.

He offered you a smile but it was weak his eyes looked tired the eye bags darker than the last time you saw him the blue dulled and you sigh finding yourself running to him and hugging him tightly.

“What took you so long?” You mumbled softly, burying your face in his neck.

A low chuckle escaped him and suddenly everything aligned again his voice soothing you instantly.

“Got caught up with something.” He joked back, hugging you tightly. His face is in your hair taking a deep breath of your scent.

“Want to clean up?” You say, a small smile on your lips he nodded slowly. The sweat and grime of his mission burned your nose but you laughed at his slow nod. You pull him in shutting the door behind him. Although you burned with excitement first thing was first.

You pull him into the bathroom pulling back the curtain and filling the tub with warm water. You look back at him as he shrugged his clothes off. The clear routine that happened whenever he came back home of heading to clean himself off before anything. You see how tense he is and you sigh pouring scented oils and salts hoping it would relax him for even a moment.

“Come on now,” He nods at your words tiredly and walks over to you leans down, and plans a soft kiss on your cheek.

You smile at the soft affection and help him, a low groan of approval escapes his lips as he sinks into the water you laugh a bit.

“Feels good right?” You laugh softly he looks up at you lazily a small smile on his face as his calloused hand cups your face you lean into the touch for a moment taking him in.

“Welcome home,” You mumble softly into his hand as you kiss the palm. Another low laugh escapes his lips as he sinks into the water. You laugh at this motion and your hands move to his shoulders your thumbs working the tension on his back and he whined a bit relaxing into your touch.

“You’re an angel,” Leon whispered softly tilting his head back to look up at you. You smile your hands tracing scars on his back as you worked on what you could.

“I missed, you.” You say gently kissing his back where the scars had faded, frowning a bit at the new inclusions but you don’t say a word about them. You massage shampoo into his hair gently another soft groan of approval leaves his body and you smile.

“I missed you too,” He mumbled back. You were silent, enjoying the peaceful moment as you scrubbed away any dirt from his body and hair. Your hands moved gently over his skin as you coddled him.

He sighed happily, he never asked for affection it was a little fault of his. Leon saw it as asking for help but you knew better even though he was older you couldn’t help it. He would never find himself pulling away when you ran your fingers through his hair gently or helped him get dressed in the mornings when you could. When he finally felt clean enough to you, you help him stand offering a soft towel which he smiles at.

“You baby me too much.” He chuckles. You laugh a bit as you work on picking up the soiled clothes tossing them into the hamper and draining the water from the tub.

“Are old men always this grumpy?” You tease. He laughs relaxing a bit more as he dressed in clean clothes and walked over to you hands on your hips pulling you in for that much-wanted kiss.

“I missed you so much,” He whispered softly you smiled your arms resting on his shoulders as you kiss. It didn’t matter how many times you kissed him there was always a tingle of excitement that ran through your body like waves. You sense the desperation he has the moment his hands travel under your shirt.

“How much?” You whisper teasingly against his lips.

“Enough,” He says roughly his thumbs rubbing circles on the sides of your stomach gently.

“Are you sure you can take it?” You laugh your fingers toying with his wet hair gently. He chuckles a bit the low sound making your heart race with anticipation.

“I’m not that old,” He chuckles. He looks down at you the usual gleam in his eyes back making him look alive again.

“You always say that,” You smile, moving your hands to cup his cheeks and squish them gently.

“My cute gramps,” You laugh and he rolls his eyes as he laughs at your words.

His laugh always made you happy there was never a moment when his happiness didn’t infect you completely. He shook his head at the tease and kissed the palm of your hand, looking down at you lovingly. His hands pull your waist near him, a coy smile on his face a soft blush spreading over his skin.

“I’m here, safe and sound,” He says. You hug him tightly for a moment just for a moment you let it sink in that he’s back he’s alive and safe and whole your heart soars at his company and you swallow thickly.

“You are,” You say softly, you take in his scent. The smell of him you’d been doing whatever you could to get when he was gone filling your lungs.

He hugs you back tightly no matter how cold you kept your apartment he was a walking furnace and you soaked up his warmth greedily. Your hands move down his body it was exactly as you remembered it, every curve and dent. You looked up at him a warm expression on your face as you sigh. You push yourself onto your tip toes a loving kiss pouring out of you as his lips met yours.

You let yourself settle with the realization that he was here.

He was alive.

he was safe.

You could hold him.

You feel him open his mouth a bit and you smile against his lips as your tongue invaded him taking in his taste determined to remember every single thing about him again.

“Mmmf~” He whined a bit. You feel yourself get lost in him melting into him as you kiss him happily. You start guiding him out the door lips hardly separating as you stumbled together to your room.

“I missed you, so much,” He mumbled against your lips it was a desperate attempt to rile you up. His hands traveled to your waist holding onto them as you stumbled into your room.

It dawned on you that it had been a month an entire month since you had last seen Leon, having to find ways to pleasure yourself through the scent of his shirts and through the pictures in your phone that you saved for when he was away.

He stumbled onto the bed sitting down as you climb on top of him. Your knees pressed into the bed on either side of his thighs as you sat on his lap leaning against him with arms warped around his shoulders to pull him in closer. He doesn’t fight back in fact you knew for a fact that he hadn’t had the satisfaction of rubbing one out for that entire month that he was gone. A desperate grumble vibrates through him and makes you shiver with excitement. His hands toyed with the hem of your shorts and you pulled away from your kiss.

“Desperate?” You whispered he whined a bit as you hold onto his hands keeping them from exploring your body any further.

“P-Please,” He looked up at you his pupils blown with need.

“Baby.” He whimpered as you moved your hips with intention. You smile moving to press soft kisses on his jawline and down to his neck kissing on the skin gently. You felt him sigh in happiness as you did and you smile against his skin sucking on all the spots you knew he liked. A soft moan escapes his lips as he tilted his head back giving you more access to his neck.

“Good boy~” You cooed biting the skin softly your tongue licking over the marks gently to soothe them.

He whined in response, relaxing under your touch completely as you worked. You pulled away just enough to roll your hips into him his breath catches and he looks up at you with a pleading face.

“P-Please,” He whined, his hands not moving from your hips because he knew better.

“Please, what?” You say a smile on your lips.

Fuck, you missed him.

“Please, I want more,” He says not even trying to hide the desperation in his voice.

“Sweats,” You slide off of him as you instructed.

Almost as if on instinct he pulls his sweats off, his boxers showing the wet spot of pre cum that had gathered while you were grinding on him.

“What a good boy,” You say again kneeling down on the carpet and spreading his legs apart. You settled between them he sat on the edge of the bed watching you, his face completely flushed as your hands massaged his thighs.

“You look so pretty,” You whisper to him kissing the inside of his thighs and he shutters taking a deep breath of anticipation as your lips press onto his skin gently. You see bruises on the skin not healed from his missions and you feel a bit of sadness wash over you. You kiss them gently not putting pressure on them.

“You poor thing,” You coo and he sighs looking down at you gratefully.

you decided against bruising the skin further. Your hands move to his bulge hidden under his boxers and you graze it teasingly. He shutters again a soft gasp escaping his lips. You palm it through the fabric and he lets his head fall back, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed.

“Hah~” He moans softly.

You continue to tease him grazing your hands up and down his happy trail. You see him settle a bit and you move to finally free his cock sliding down the boxers and discarding them to the side. You gaze at the thickness of him running your thumb over the slit of the tip and he whined your name hazily.

“Hmm” He hums.

You ghost your fingers near his shaft grazing it teasingly and he rolled his hips wanting any contact.

“Don’t make me tie you down,” You threaten.

He whined a bit embarrassed as he settled back down. You smile and lean forward your tongue lapping at the pre cum collecting at the top that came out in beads. He whimpers softly in pleasure and you swirl your tongue at the tip, you watch his body tense and you can’t help but feel the burning sensation of want in your stomach. You moved down to the base of his cock licking up and down the hardened shaft agonizingly slow.

“Fuck~” He mumbled breathily. His hand comes down to your hair tugging it.

“Leon, you know better,” You warn.

He gasps a bit moving his hand away and holding onto the sheets under him you hum approvingly licking up and down his stiff cock and taking the head of it into your mouth, you feel him shake under you. Your hands hold his hips as you swallowed the girth of it completely. You missed the feeling of his cock down your throat and you hum in satisfaction as your nose reaches his base.

“Hah~” Leon whined again gripping the sheets under him his knuckles turning white.

You find yourself too desperate to continue teasing him so you begin moving slowly. Your head moved up and down taking in his cock down your throat like it was the best thing you’d ever tasted. He squirmed under you, his breath becoming more ragged with every movement.

“Shit~” He whined, rocking into your mouth desperately as he let his head fall back in pleasure.

You gag a bit at the movement but continued, speeding up as your tongue swirled around his shaft.

“Hah~ Ah~” Leon’s voice rang through the room and echoed in your head making your body burn. You happily bobbed your head sucking his cock like it was candy.

“I- I’m- hah~” Leon’s voice was soft and desperate as he gripped at the sheet under him your eyes water as he bucks into your mouth and you swallow around him causing another groan to rip through him.

“I’m gonna~” He whined his voice was heavy.

Your movements didn’t slow as your jaw locked around him and tears flowed from your eyes as his dick hit the back of your throat over and over again. His back was arched and his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he let out one final moan as his cum shot down your throat.

Your hands massaged the outside of his thighs soothing him through the process as you swallowed his seed and pulled away his cock. You look up at him wiping your mouth as he panted.

“So good,” He mumbled trying to catch his breath. You stand a slip your shorts off along with your panties.

“I’m not done.” You say pushing him against the bed kissing him roughly forcing him to taste the cum in your mouth.

“You taste good,” You mumble into his mouth and he whined his hands at your waist.

“Can I touch you now?” He begged.

You smile against his lips and move his hand between your thighs. He moved on instinct as if muscle memory carried him while his fingers rubbed the sensitive nerves. You moan into his mouth softly as he works slick coating his fingers.

“Looks like you missed me just as much as I missed you,” He smiled up at you as he spoke.

His fingers worked your clit just the way he knew you liked it. His digits push in after a moment making you buck against his hand.

“Keep going,” You whispered softly rolling your hips into his hand fucking yourself onto his fingers.

“So pretty,” He whispered softly, sending chills down your back you grab his wrists and force him to stop placing them on your hips.

“Keep me steady, yeah?” You whispered softly and he nods your hands moves to his cock again pumping him to stiffen him up he whined softly at the movement. You position yourself on top of him and slide down slowly the slick of your body making it easy after he had stretched you out.

“Fuck, I love you so much~” He whined breathlessly gripping onto your hips.

You crack a smile you missed him too. His words sunk in you, and the heat in your stomach knotted with desire. You place your hands on his stomach steadying yourself as you took a deep breath moving your hips back and forth slowly, soft moans escape your lips as you look down at Leon with a smile, he grins back up at you his face completely flushed.

“Look at you~ so cute,” You coo.

He whines as you quicken your movements rocking your hips and feeling him inside you. You’d missed the feeling of this. Having him completely under your control and doing whatever you asked him to. it was your favorite thing about him. You knew he felt the same it was no secret Leon was bigger than you, stronger, and older he could do whatever you wanted to you if he felt the urge. He could fight back but he willingly let you do whatever, anything you wanted he’d give it to you.

You quicken your movements on him bouncing a bit so that his cock hit that perfect little spot inside you. He groaned at your movements panting heavily as his grip on your thighs tighten.

“S-So good~” He whimpered looking up at you his eyes glazed over with lust.

You don’t answer so focused on the feeling of him inside you, you couldn’t help but hang your head in pleasure panting as moans escape your lips his hands keeping you steady as he bucked up against you making a moan rip from your throat loudly.

“Leon,” you rasp, moaning as you continued to move your pace rhythmically.

“I’m sorry,” He breathed, squeezing his eyes shut as you moved.

You continued to move. Your movements became erratic losing control by the second the longer you moved the more you felt your stomach tighten.

“H-Hey, I’m gonna-“ He whined, you look down at him with sharp eyes.

“Don’t you dare,” You say, as you continued to move.

He nods with a whine and holds you steady as you continue to pleasure yourself with him using him for the satisfaction you had been craving for so long as he laid and took it, repressing the release he so obviously craved.

“Please, please I need to,” He begged, his breathing was erratic.

You say nothing.

“Please, oh god… please… baby… I need to…. So… fuck…” He babbled, unable to form a sentence as he used him.

You looked down at him as tears formed in his eyes as he continued to beg you to let him cum. His face was flushed as drool dripped from the corner of his mouth. He held back his release his breath catching into his throat. He looked up as tears flowed from his eyes.

“Please~” He begged, you look down at him saying nothing and he sniffles.

“Fuck,” He cried the intense pleasure overwhelmingly strong as he begged to finish.

Finally, you feel the string in your stomach snap and you let out a string of moans clenching around him as you cum in satisfaction. You slide off just as he cum’s onto his stomach and he relaxes into the bed heaving, sniffling, and wiping tears from his face. You wipe the tears off his face, cooing softly.

“You did so good,” You whisper.

“Good job,” You reassure as he calms down a bit. He pulls you down into a strong hug, panting holding you tightly.

“Fuck, I needed this,” He sniffles.

You smile and pull away.

“Who said I was done?"

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lala1267 · 11 months

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Let you off with a warning.

Summary: in the backseat with a police officer turned into a relationship.

Warnings: big age gap, drinking, cigar, use of the word daddy? Reader is still in school, abuse kinda, smut (not that bad).

She drove on the moonlit road at a high speed. The street lights flew by the slightly dimmed window. The rush of it all felt so good to her. The empty bottle of vodka rested in the passenger seat of the car whilst the liqour slowly made its way to her brain. The road was tilting as her vision worsened. She was a mess, drinking and driving on a highway. But she wasn't new to breaking the law. She was a rebel who did what she wanted and looked cool doing it. She would spend nights getting crazy in clubs and using her sexy body for free drinks. She was only seventeen, yet she walked the street so mean. She would dance like nobody was watching. She was a young girl, selfish and wild. Hot like the summer and mean like a child who keeps crying till she gets her way. Dancing on tables making deals with devils like a drunk beauty queen. She lived for fun and got shit for free. She had a face like an angel, but really, she was just a girl who wanted money and men.

As she accelerated, blue and red lights flashed behind her vehicle. Sirens rang in the distance as she slowed the vehicle down and pulled over. The police car parked behind her. She watched through the mirror to see a tall, handsome police man step out of the car. A smile formed on her glossy lips before she fixed her hair and makeup. The man made his way towards the car until he was staring through the dimmed window. He knocked on the glass before she rolled the window down so that she could listen to him. Her doll-like eyes gleamed in the moonlight as she flashed a perfect smile at the man. His black hair was covered by a uniform hat, and some strands escaped and hung in front of his face. His glasses were rather large and tinted purple. They looked expensive, that was just what she wanted.

"Do you know why I pulled you over, ma'am?"

He asked politely as his powerful gaze almost broke her character. She sat up and toyed with her long hair.

"No, I don't know, officer."

She said as the smell of alcohol radiated from her breath. Her innocent eyes shot diamonds into his eyes. His face scrunched, and his eyebrows furrowed before speaking.

"Have you been drinking tonight, ma'am?"

He asked as he leaned closer so that he was resting on the edge of the car. She tucked a stray stand of her golden hair behind her ear to reveal the diamond earing.

"Oh no, I would never do such a thing, officer."

She said as she pouted her lips and batted her long eyelashes at the man who was clearly unamused. He sighed before replying.

"So what is that bottle doing in the passenger seat?"

He asked with a disguised cockyness in his tone as he pointed to the empty bottle of vodka. She turned her head towards it before instantly turning back to the handsome man.

"That, uhm, I don't know how that got there, officer."

She said in an innocent tone. The officer shook his head and rolled his cold blue eyes that were barely visible through his expensive glasses.

"That's besides the point. Are you aware of how fast you were going, ma'am?"

He asked in a raspy tone that sent shivers down her spine.

"No, not at all, officer."

Her captivating eyes lurked over his body. She looked at his chest that was slightly exposed due to his position before returning her gaze to his face.

"Well, you were going over the spead limit. I'm afraid you will have to have a ticket. License and registration, please."

He stated before holding his hand out for her license and registration. She didn't have a license or registration. She didn't even have her driving licence since she was only seventeen. She sat there thinking for a moment before she was interrupted by his deep voice that echoed throughout the car.

"Oh, I see. You're underage. That won't look good on your criminal record, will it."

Her eyes widened slightly before she gave a pleading look, and her smile downturned.

"What?"

She asked in astonishment.

"You heard me. I will need your full name and your parental guardian's names, as well as your age."

He said as he pulled out a small notepad and a pen from his back pocket.

"Please, officer, let me off just this one time."

She pleaded as she gave her best puppy eyes. Her hand swirled in her hair as she maintained eye contact. She looked for an ounce of sympathy in his deep eyes.

"The law is the law."

He gave an unbothered frown before waiting for her answer. She leaned closer to the window edge, where he rested. She unbuttoned her dress slightly before reaching down into her pink bra, that was slightly on show for the handsome man that stood before her. He looked at her in confusion. She pulled out a small paper with numbers on it. She held it out in front of the man.

"How about I give you my number instead? You don't need all of that information."

She said as she bit her pink lips. Her eyes looked into his while he was finding his words.

"No, thank you maam. Age and name, please".

He grunted. She frowned before her gaze became more flirtatious.

"Oh, but officer, why would you get a little girl like me in trouble. I'm not a naughty girl, everybody know that I'm a good girl officer."

She said as her tongue licked her lips. She moved her arms down to the end of her small pink dress. She gradually pulled it up to the top of her thighs as she watched his eyes wander to her hands. She hid the evil smile that was eager to escape.

"I'm a good girl, I can prove it to ya."

She said as her dress hiked up to her pink thong that was almost fully exposed. His face flushed a light shade of pink before he was snapped out of his dirty fantasies.

"No need for that. Now give me your name and age before you will end up in more trouble."

He said, slightly raising his voice as he became more annoyed. She brought her hands up to the buttons on her dress. She unbuttoned even more of them so that almost her whole chest area was exposed.

"My name is Gabriella, and I'm seventeen. Am I still a naughty girl officer?"

She asked as she brought her hand up to the golden police badge that rested in his left chest. She played with it like a toy before slightly moving her hand to his exposed chest. He instantly brushed it away, fighting his fantasies.

"What's wrong, officer? I was just playing."

She said in a flirtatious tone as her once puppy eyes quickly turned into siren eyes. Once again, she moved her hand up to his body. This time, she trailed the edge of her finger up to his chin. She moved it up to his soft lips.

"I'm so young and sweet, I would love for a big, older man to put me in my place."

She said as her eyes set a love spell over him. She inched her face closer to his so that she was just a few centimetres from his lips. His breath grew stronger, and his chest heaved up and down. The man couldn't resist the flawless girl that sat before him. He opened the door before aggressively before dragging her out like an old doll. He quickly bent her over the vehicle, his pelvis met with her ass before tight handcuffs wrapped around her wrists.

"Do you really have to put those tight handcuffs on officer?"

She asked as the handcuffs clicked.

"You're pissing me off. Shut ya mouth."

He snapped as his pelvis digged into her. He held her head down onto the car whilst maintaining a tight grip on her now messy hair.

"Don't arrest me, officer, put me in my place."

She said whilst letting out a breathless moan before arching her back so that her ass was pushed up against his growing hard. He took deep breaths as he tried to keep his composure, he didnt want to lose his job to a minor.

"Come on, teach me to be a good lil' girl, please."

She pleaded. She let out a small moan before feeling her body get turned around by his big hands. Without warning, he aggressively kissed her. A smirk appeared on her lips as she realised that her manipulative tactics had worked once again. He grabbed onto her wrists that were still trapped by the cold metal before dragging her out of the car. He dragged her all they way into the backseat of the cop car as the door slammed shut behind them. He gripped her long hair and squeezed her thighs as he continued to kiss her. Shortly after, he hiked her dress up and pulled her pink lace thongs down to her ankles so that she was fully exposed. She was nude in front of a police officer who was probably over double her age. He grunted into her ear as he ripped his belt off and pulled his uniform trousers down so that his hard was on show. Without warning, he began to grind into her like she was the object of his affection. Loud moans escaped her mouth as he continued to aggressively heave into her. She was just wishing that he could be her mister. He used all of his built-up anger and irradiation on her body, but she didn't mind one bit. He whispered sweet nothings into her ear while he gave her heaven. She moved her head up towards his face and kissed him like her life depended on it. Not long after, he stopped and climbed off her body. She sat up as her she stried to maintain her breath. She looked down at her dress that was rinkled and ruined. She looked to the man who was breathlessly getting his uniform back on as sweat trickled down his face. He turned to look at her before laughing. He moved his large hand to her thigh and squeezed it like it was a toy.

"Don't worry honey, I will buy ya a new dress."

He said as his chest heaved up and down. She smiled at him before it quickly faded when she saw him open the door.

"W-here are you going, o-officer?"

She said as her confidence drained. He looked back at her.

"Uhm, I need to get back to the station. And you need to head home as well."

"N-no, please don't go."

She said as she quickly moved up to him and wrapped her arms around one of his.

"But, I have to go back to work."

He said as he watched her pathetic self hold onto him like he was her last hope. She tilted her head up to face him, her eyes were glistening, and her smile was now a frown.

"Please just stay. Please officer"

See quietly said as her tears began to form. He gave her a look of sympathy before moving closer to her and cuddling her like a teddy bear. He stroked her hair and rubbed his hands around her body.

"Don't call me officer. My name is Elvis."

He said as he continued to nurture her like an abandoned puppy. She sniffled before using her cartoon eyes to ask him a question.

"Am I still in trouble?"

She asked quietly, waiting for his response. He giggled before speaking.

"I'll let ya off this time, honey."

He said before he grasped her once more.

The next day

She sat in the silent classroom. Staring at the rather large test that layed on the desk she sat at. Her eyes scanned the questions over and over, but she couldn't seem to lift her pen. She was still stuck thinking about Elvis and his deadly grip on her soft thighs. She thought about his sweaty hair that bounced up and down whilst he fucked her like an animal. The fact that he had his cold gaze on her the whole time made her legs twitch. She crossed her legs and squeezed her thighs to stop her arousal. The loud bell that rang through the corridors broke her out of her fantasies. Without hesitation, she quickly picked up her bag and adjusted her very short skirt before walking out.

"Excuse me! The bell doesn't dismiss you, I do."

The annoying voice of her teacher echoed throughout the classroom as she continued to strut out, completely ignoring her. She flicked her hair before her body was out of the stuffy class. She walked over to her locker. She fiddled with the padlock before she finally opened it. She pulled out her school books that were empty due to her ignorance for school. She was due for a thirty minute detention after school, but she just wanted to leave. She carried the books in her hands as she strutted out of the doors and into the open air. The other school students were laughing and walking with eachover, whilst she was alone, still torn on Elvis. She followed the crown of students before walking out of the gates of hell. Her checkered skirt bounced up and down, her hair swaying from side to side as she walked with grace and passion. Her long sun-kissed legs shined in the sun. She squinted her eyes as she saw a familiar face in the distance. It appeared to be a man, he stood in front of a pink Cadillac as he shot her down with his eyes. A smile lit up her face as she realised that it was Elvis. She ran over to him before hugging him like a teddy bear. One of his hands ran through her long hair as the other wrapped around her ass. She pulled away to look at his handsome face.

"How did you know what school I go to?"

She asked with the same cheerful smile still lingering on her face.

"I have my ways, darlin."

He said before placing a kiss on her forehead. Her attention was torn to the pair of hands that had suddenly landedon her waist. She quickly turned herself around to see Lucas. He was just a popular fuckboy that had hoes all around. She used to have a fling with him a year ago, but that disappeared from her memory over time. He bit his lip and stared at her short skirt before talking.

"Why don't ya show me what's under that skirt."

He whispered as his hands trailed up her thigh, lurking towards her panties. She was quickly dragged away by Elvis's deadly grip. He stood tall in front of Lucas. He grabbed him by his collar before grunting inaudible words. He pushed him away harshly, almost making him kiss the cement floor. Lucas patheticly walked away with his head down and his tail between his legs. Elvis turned back around to Gabriealla, who had a cheeky smile on her face. He stroked her hair as his cigar rested in between his lips.

"He won't give ya anymore trouble, sweetie."

He said in a deep, raspy voice that shot electricity through Gabriela's body. Her captivating eyes stook to his before she wetted her lips with her tongue.

"Ok, Daddy."

She said in a rather cheerfully yet flirtatious tone before placing a kiss on his cheek. Elvis smiled at the nickname he had received before opening the cadillac door for the gorgeous girl that stood before him. She didn't hesitate to get in. He sat himself in the drivers seat before they drove off.

They pulled up in the driveway to his million dollar mansion. It was amazing. Gabriella's eyes lit up at the awe of it all. He held onto her hand as he walked her into the covinous building. A giant chandelier hung over them as they entered. He led her into the living room that had soft white carpet. She felt like she had found her dream man. She had hit the jack pot. She sat herself down on the cream lever sofa that was placed in front of the TV. Elvis sat himself next to her before placing his arm around her. She looked up into his mysterious eyes

"Elvis, I wanna know more about you."

She said as she waited for his voice to respond back to him.

"Well, there isn't much to know."

He said bluntly.

"Hmm, do you have a girlfriend?"

She asked sarcastically.

"I have a fiancée, but that doesn't matter."

He said under his breath. She giggled before speaking.

"I don't see a ring on your finger, so I still see a future with you."

She said. She didn't really care that he had a fiancée. She knew that if he loved his fiancée more than her he wouldn't have fucked her. She knew she was the better woman.

"How old are ya? You must be older since you have a fiancée."

She said as she chuckled.

"I'm thirty-six."

"That's ok, I've always had a taste for older men. You can be my daddy."

She said as her alluring gaze met his. He turned a shade of pink to her remark.

"Well, I wouldn't mind if ya called me 'daddy'."

He said as his contagious laugh followed. He bent down slightly before wrapping his arms around her and picking her up like a baby. He placed her in his empty lap. She dug her head into his chest as he whispered sweet nothings into her ear whilst circling his hand on her ass. She soon fell asleep in his big arms. She loved him.

He picked her up from school and tucked her in bed. He would devote his whole world to making her happy. Many people criticised Elvis for having a relationship with a minor, but they were deeply in love. It went from a crazy scene in a police car to a relationship. They didn't know that they'd have this much fun. She was his little sparkle queen. She would dress up for him. As she would run around on the grass, her dress would bounce, and so did her golden hair. She used to be a bitch who roamed the streets but he turned her into his girl. He watched her while she played and laughed, her bright soul made his day. She kept him young as he kept her by his side.

As their relationship grew stronger, his anger became more frequent. This was because he was going through a lot of trouble with his wife and homelife. You couldn't blame the man.

Gabriella and him sat on the sofa. Gabriella read a book to him since he wanted her to. She would do anything he wanted, anything for her daddy. She was dependent on him. If he left, she would cry until he returned. She read the words out loud. She raised her eyes up to him as well as her eyebrows to get a look at his face. He quickly slapped her forehead as his face lit up with anger.

"Don't do that. It makes ya forehead get wrinkles."

He said in a mean tone as he sat himself back.

"Sorry."

She said quietly before reading agian.

No one could rock her like he could. He would love her and descepline her if needed be. He made her cry only if she deserved it. If she was caught flirting with other men, she would get a nasty slap to the face by his big hands. If she disobeyed him, she would get her hair pulled until tears formed in her eyes. She still loved him, he was only moulding her to be a proper wife for when he would marry her one day. His hits felt like kisses to her. That was his way of showing love, she didn't mind one bit. She was his object for when he was bored and his bitch when he was aroused. She was his pretty party favour, he said that she was his favourite flavour. His drugs, props, money, and connections made Gabriella more drawn to him, she was like a magnet to him. She was his bitch and he was her King. It was a man's world.

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godzilla-reads · 9 months

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💀 The Skull by Jon Klassen

Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️/5

This is an old story. It is about a girl named Otilla who runs away. It is always about a house in the woods, and a skull who lives there, and a secret the skull has, and the night that Otilla finds out what that secret is.

This story works as a great Halloween and Winter story, which I love because those are like my two favorite seasons. A friend gifted me this and I loved it tremendously! The art is wonderful and the story is eerie and weird and yes! It was so fun to read.

I also really liked the Author’s Note in the back on how he came about this folktale and why he changed it. I think his commentary on why we adjust folktales to ourselves and our times was really inspirational.

#godzilla reads #jon klassen #the skull #book review #reading #book blog #childrens books #young readers #booklr #bookworm #bookish

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dad Loki x teen half elf and half Jotun reader x Avengers (featuring Peter)

Age:14 reader Chan is an Elf/Jotun hybrid from Alfheim she's the last of the light elves after the dark elves invaded and ends up on earth meets the team, Peter and her long lost father and is growing fond of life on earth, btw civil war never happened, Peitro lives, and Loki is living in the tower because Odin and Frigga didn't want him to rot in a cell happy Thanks giving.

Nick Furry is standing in front of the interrogation room looking through the window to see Maria Hill talking to a young S/T (skin tone) pointed eared girl with H/C thigh length hair and nose length bangs, E/C eyes, and a F/S (face shape) face.

She had on a pastel F/C tunic, black leggings, black knee high boots, black elbow length fingerless gloves, a silver circlet on her head and silver hoop earrings on her pointed ears.

He saw that she was cooperating as he sees her lips moving and Maria smiling and nodding her head with occasional wide eyes.

"How you think it's going sir?" Agent Philip J. Coulson asked his boss walking in with three cups of coffee and a cappuccino "I say it's going good with the way it's going the kids cooperating well." as Furry says this he takes a cup and Maria walks out with the girl behind her "So, what's the info we got on our guest here?" he asked Maria handing her one of the other cups "btw the cappuccino is for the kid." Phil said handing the young girl the cappuccino "thank you." she said blowing on it to cool off "her name is Y/N Astriddottir, she's from Aflheim, her mother was killed by the dark elves when they invaded her planet eight years ago, she knows nothing of her father, and she has cryokinesis, shape shifting, teleportation, sharp eyesight and hearing." Maria listed making the two men surprised but sad at the fact that she lost one parent and never meet the other "Should we do a DNA test sir?" Phil asked.

Before Furry could answer a familiar voice is heard "hey Furry we're here." they turned to see the worlds mightiest hero's arrive "who's the kid?" Clint Barton aka Hawkeye asked pointing to the young elf sipping her hot drink "I'm Y/N Astriddottir." she said her voice melting their hearts "we are about to do a DNA test to find out who her father is." the avengers had curiosity in their eyes "her mother died eight years ago and she never meet her father." Phil told the avengers "Well what are we waiting for? Let's do that test." Tony Starks aka Iron man said enthusiastically.

Y/N sat on a chair as Bruce Banner aka the Hulk draws blood from her arm.

After waiting for a few seconds he takes the needle out and puts a bandaid with a cotton ball on the spot "we just have to wait for the results!" Bruce said to the man you know as Furry who nodded.

A few hours later:

the sound of a small printer is heard as a long strip of paper comes out of the scanner "all right let's see who Y/N's dad is" Tony said as Bruce takes the paper from the scanner. "HE'S HER DAD?" Everyone screamed in horror as the name of your father appeared to be the god of Mischief "Loki is her dad? The Loki who tried to take over New York and killed me once?" Phil asked in terror "I can't believe Reindeer games has a kid." Tony said in shock "looks like she's half Elf and half Frost giant." Maria said "guess she's Y/N Lokidottir." said Steven Rogers aka Captain America.

The horror of you being the daughter of Loki was cut by the god of Thunder Thor Odinson "she's my brother’s child? that means. I HAVE A NIECE." he said excitedly as he picks you up and tosses you in the air earning a laugh from you "Loki isn't gonna be happy about this." Natasha Romanov aka black widow said making everyone nod.

Outside S.H.E.I.L.D H.Q:

You and the avengers are about to enter the car when an all to familiar arachnid themed teen hero swings by "hey guys and new girl." he said blushing at you "Man of spiders, meet Y/N daughter of Loki." Thor said making Peter's eyes wide.

Your POV:

as my new uncle introduced me to the Man of Spiders Mr Tony cuts in "kid, shouldn't you be in school?" He asked making the boy's eyes widen even more "oh shoot, I have my science test in a bit and lunch is almost over, BY MR STARKS, GUYS, and Y/N." he said swinging away as if he was being chased by a Chitauri "what am I going to do with that kid?" Mr Tony asked face palming "that's what kids do, they give you grays" Mr Clint said "let's get to the tower to face Loki" Mrs Natasha said.

At the tower:

We enter a giant tower with the word "Stark" on it.

I was in awe at the decor making the avengers chuckle "well kid welcome to your new home." Mr Tony said with a proud smirk "but first let's get you to your father sweetheart." Mrs Nat said as all of us go into a small room.

As the room move I see all of New York and my new uncle Thor telling me about my father making me excited to meet him more.

We finally exit the tiny room but as we did I see a man with Black shoulder length hair and emerald green eyes in green and black clothing with Gold armor sitting on a couch reading a book "is that my father?" I asked Mrs Natasha who nodded "BROTHER WE HAVE SOMEONE WE LIKE YOU TO MEET!" Uncle said loudly hurting my sharp but sensitive ears "you fool I'm right- who is this elf child?" He asked anger turning into confusion and pointing to me making Uncle Thor smile "Brother this is Y/N Astriddottir your child, well she's actually Y/N Lokidottir now." Uncle said happily but everyone else face palmed while my "father" was frozen "Astrid had a child and didn't tell me?" He asked in shock looking me up and down but as I was about to open my mouth he bolted out of the room making me go on the verge of tears "Mr Stark, Mr Loki requested no one disturbs him, he needs some time alone." a strange voice said "THANKS FRI." Mr Tony said "don't feel discouraged little one he just needs some time to think of this." Uncle Thor said "does he not, want me?" I asked "of course he does sweetie he's just surprised by this." Mrs Nat said "ohh hey look Spidy is here." Mr Sam said as we see the boy from before but with his mask off making me blush 'by Odin's beard he's perfect.' I think to myself.

Peter's POV:

I entered the avengers floor to see Y/N with the Avengers by god she was pretty her shiny thigh length H/C hair, her E/C colored eyes, her S/T colored skin and her F/S Shaped face in other words she was gorgeous I smiled at her my face flushed "hey I don't think we had a proper introduction, I'm Peter, Peter Parker." I said re introducing myself making her smile "Y/N Astriddottir well, Y/N Lokidottir since I finally meet my Dad." she said in a voice that could put Princess Leia to shame "ah Peter I see you two already became friends, why don't you two go out maybe do some shopping Y/N needs new clothes." Mr Starks said giving me one of his many credit cards "wow thanks Mr Stark." I said happily glad that I finished my homework early "come on Y/N and while we're out I'll take you to my favorite sandwich place and introduce you to my friends." I told Y/N happily taking her hand.

No ones POV:

Everyone smiled as the two teens exit the tower together "only been here for about three hours and she's already making friends!" Clint said happily making his teammates laugh "I don't like the way they looked at each other." Loki said making the Avengers jump "Reindeer games, how long were you there?" Tony asked the god of mischief who replied "long enough to see them blushing at each other." everyone looked at each other it was clear that Loki is already protective of Y/N "Brother your alright with the fact that Y/N is your daughter?" Thor asked his younger brother "I'm still in disbelief that Astrid had my daughter but didn't tell me. I missed out my daughters life I doubt she'll want anything to do with me." Loki said in sorrow "I think she does, I mean when she saw you she was exited to finally meet you for the first time." Steve said fondly of the young hybrid "Capsical has a point, Point break told her the positive things about you." Tony said gesturing to the oldest avenger "plus Peter will protect her at the mall he is spider man after all." Clint said making everyone nod "and if it makes you feel better I put a tracking chip on her tunic just incase." Natasha said.

At the mall:

Y/N, Peter, MJ and Ned were having the best time of their lives shopping First they went to Boscoves for jeans and a few shirts, Journeys for vans, MJ took her to Victoria's Secrets for under garments, swimsuits and other things a girl needs, and finally they introduced her to hot topic where they got her graphic tees, accessories, and stuff to decorate her room with but before leaving they went to a book store so MJ can get a new book but Y/N saw some she liked so they got those.

After a long afternoon of shopping they are at Peter's favorite sandwich place having lunch "this is amazing." Y/N said happily munching on her sandwich "yeah they are the best sandwiches in queens." Peter said happily "yep Loser 1 is right!" MJ said bitting hers "so Y/N Where are you from?" Ned asked making Peter and MJ curios as well "ohh I'm from Alfheim realm of the light elves, but I'm actually half elf and half Jotun." the youngest teen said making the older teens eyes wide "I thought you were cosplaying when I saw your ears." Ned said "I actually saw that they are real when I saw them twitch a bit." MJ said "That's sooo cool" the two boys said "hey while it's light out let's head to the tower to decorate your room." Peter said.

At the tower:

The Avengers are sitting in the living room watching TV but Loki is always glancing at the time "Parker should have been back with my daughter by now!" he said angrily "relax Reindeer games Nat put a chip on your child. Plus they are almost here along with MJ and Ned." Tony told Loki for the one hundredth time "Mr Starks we're back." Peter said as he, Y/N, MJ and Ned exited the elevator with lots of bags making everyone eye wide from the Boscovs, Journeys, Victoria's Secret and Hot topic bags. "Geez I didn't think you'd go crazy." Tony said looking at the bags as Loki ran to Y/N and began checking her for injuries "Dad I'm fine we only went shopping then we went for food." she told her father making him sigh in relief "she's all ready giving you grays." Clint said making everyone laugh but Loki roll his eyes.

"Hey Mr Starks where's Y/N's room? we wanna help her decorate it." Peter asked Tony who smiled and lead them to a futuristic looking door.

The room looked futuristic but plain at the same time but they could work with it "alright let's Start decorating." Peter said happily as all four of you took the room decorations you brought from hot topic.

Two hours later:

Your room was now butterfly themed since they're your favorite insect with your walls being F/C thanks to your powers and after decorating you used your powers to put all your clothes, shoes, accessories and books away but organized.

"That was fun!" Ned said happy with the work, "yeah I see you love F/C and butterflies Y/N." MJ said sitting at your desk making you smile "they are my favorite insect, my mom and I use to go see them in the meadows of Alfheim." you said happily but sadly remembering one of your favorite memories with your mother before the invasion "hey since it's still early let's show her some movies." Peter said excitedly "hey Pete your aunt called she has a last minute business trip sooo your staying the night, oh I see you guys helped Y/N decorate." Tony said looking at the decor of the room then Loki came in "I see my daughter loves butterflies." he said walking in but stopped at the neatly organized shelf of books "and reading!" he said grabbing one of her new books.

Your POV:

I sat in the living room with Peter, MJ and Ned.

We are watching something called Star Wars, I love it so far we already watched three movies but MJ looked at her glowing box thing "hey it's almost eight we better get going." she said as Ned soon looked at his own glowing box "yeah we have our science test tomorrow." Ned said "ok then I'll walk you to the lobby, I'll be back Princess." Peter said but as he relies what he said we both are blushing "Son of Parker go take them to the lobby." my dad said looking like he was holding back rage.

Not waisting anymore time Peter, MJ and Ned ran out of the room. With them out of the room Dad turns to me with a very stern look on his face "you are never to see that boy again." When he said that I got furious "AND WHY NOT?" I yelled making my skin and eyes turn blue and red and him angry "don't use that tone of voice with me young lady, I am your father and what I say goes you will stay away from Son of Parker end of discussion." I stormed to my room and screamed "YOUR NOTHING HOW UNCLE THOR DESCRIBED YOU." and slammed the door in anger.

No ones POV:

Loki stood there in anger, trying to cooldown his temper as his skin and eyes turned blue and red from the rage "brother, perhaps you were a little harsh on her!" Thor said as he walked into the living room with the other Avengers "I agree with point break, I mean the kid lost her mother and home eight years ago, what she needs is you and to interact with other kids." Tony said as Loki is debating on building a relationship with you "you two just got off the wrong foot, She's really a sweet and polite kid." Natasha said "and a great prankster." Peitro said walking in with a pie on his face "She is definitely your kid alright." Clint said.

Your POV:

I lied in my bed clutching my pillow and biting my lip in anger for my so called Dad "jerk face." I say in anger until I heard knocking "Y/N,the others told me you went to bed early, so I came to tell you good night." I hear Peter say making me shout out "GOOD NIGHT." I hear Peter's footsteps leave my door. I lied there for a little more and started dozing off.

In the morning no one's POV:

You wake up to the sound of FRIDAY's voice "Mrs Lokidottir. It is time for breakfast." You slowly got up with a Yawn, went to shower, brushed your hair and teeth and got dressed.

In the dining area:

the avengers, Loki, Bucky and Peter are about to eat when Friday interrupted "Mr Stark. Mrs Lokidottir is coming." She said to her creator "Thanks Fri." Tony said to the AI as you walked in "ohh speak of the elf there she is." Clint said nudging Loki who was starring at your outfit "That skirt is to short!" Loki whispered "Brother please. You agreed to make amends with Y/N." Thor reminded his brother "I highly doubt she even wants anything to do with me. I mean we only just meet yesterday." Loki whispered forgetting about your great hearing "Dad I do want to spend time with you, I always wanted to meet you ever since I've heard the stories about you from mom, including the one when Thanos brainwashed you to get the tesseract." As you say this Loki is crying on the inside because what you said made him emotional but the avengers can see right through him.

With time you lived happily with your new family.

You helped uncles Bruce and Tony in the lab along with your best friend Peter, go on runs with uncles Bucky, Steve, Sam and Rhodas and big brother Peitro, meditate with Big sister Wanda, Trained with aunt Natasha and uncle Thor, shoot arrows with uncle Clint and practice how to use your powers and reading with Dad.

Loki enjoyed parenthood ever since you came into his life he became more opened and stoped using sarcasm so much (he still has his silver tongue).

But what you and Peter enjoyed most was pranking him and the others "WHO POURD DYE IN MY SHAMPOO?", "WHO SWAPPED OUR CLOTHES?", "WHO SET FRIDAY TO ONLY SAY HAMBURGER?" You and Peter are hiding in the vents laughing super hard while taking Pictures to send to MJ, Ned, Wanda, Peitro and Furry (who is laughing super hard."

Bonus ending:

Nick is looking at the picture Peter sent him it showed Natasha with hot pink hair, the guys wearing each other's cloths, and an audio of FRIDAY answering to Tony Hamburger "I love those kids!" He said laughing while sending it to the other shield agents who are laughing.

When Tony fixed FRIDAY's settings she ratted you and Peter out. "Peter no lab for a month."

Tony said "Y/N your stripped of your powers for a month." Loki told you.

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thesonofdio · 10 months

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The Gentelman from the bar

#theoriginals #klausmikaelsonxreader

Nouvelle-Orléans, 2016

Je m'appelle T/P T/N. J'ai 19 ans et je suis étudiante en fac de psychologie, dans la même que celle de mon amie Camille. En parlant d'elle je suis justement assise au comptoir du restaurant où elle travaille.

- Hey ! Salut T/P, dit-elle en venant me faire la bise. Désolée, je ne t'avais pas vu avant, j'étais en train de servir une table, s'excusat-elle.

- T'inquiète pas, la rassurais-je.

- Tu veut quelque chose ? Demanda-t-elle en allant derrière le comptoir.

- Hum... Un bourbon s'il te plaît, repondis-je en souriant.

Nous passames le reste de la soirée à discuter, il n'y avait presque personne dans le restaurant, à part un petit groupe d'adolescents qui riait ainsi qu'un blond assis seul à une table au fond.

Vers vingt-trois heure je décide de rentrer chez moi, fatiguée mais souriante. Camille n'allait pas tarder à fermer de toute façon. Je la salua de la main et partie en direction de mon petit studio qui est à quelques rues d'ici.

Au bout de dix minutes de marche, j'entends des pas briser le silence de la nuit. Sans me retourner j'accélère le pas. Je ne suis pas du genre à paniquer pour rien mais ce soir j'ai un mauvais pressentiment. Les pas accélèrent en même temps que moi et mon souffle ce coupe. La peur prend possession de moi alors que je l'entend maintenant courir vers moi. Je m'arrête nette, attendant n'importe quoi. Une collision, une phrase lourde, voire un mec débouler devant moi. Soudain on me saisit le bras violemment pour me forcer à me retourner. Cependant, d'un coup il me lâcha et poussa un petit crie grave et étouffé. Puis plus aucun mouvement. Et, encore plus étrange, il n'y a plus de bruit. Je prend alors mon courage à deux mains et me retourne doucement. Derrière moi ce tient le blond du restaurant. Et assommé à ses pieds se tenait celui que je déduis comme mon agresseur.

- Ça va ? Me demande t-il précipitamment en se raprochant rapidement de moi. Une mine inquièt sur le visage.

- Hum oui. Je crois, repondis-je en riant nerveusement. Seulement une larme dévala ma joue et trahi ma peur.

Le jeune homme me sourit doucement et me regarda gentiment en ouvrant ses bras. Tout naturellement je vint m'y réfugier. J'adore les câlins. Il me serra contre lui, et mes sanglots redoublèrent.

- Shhh... Il ne t'arriveras plus rien. Ne t'en fait pas. Shhhh... Ne pleure plus luv... Murmurait-il en me frottant le haut du crâne.

Je souffla un coup et me détacha enfin de lui après au moins cinq minutes.

- Désolée, j'ai trempée ton t-shirt avec mes pleures, je rigola nerveusement. Il me souria tendrement et me tendit la main.

- Klaus Mikaelson. Enchanté.

- T/P T/N, de même, repondis-je en là lui serrant.

Il se baissa et m'embrassa le dos de la main. Je rougis instantanément. Il est très élégant... J'adore !

- Je ne voudrais pas être impolis mais je pense qu'il serrait préférable que tu dorme chez moi ce soir, ce serait... Plus prudent, me dit-il en regardant autour de lui.

- Oh non, je ne voudrais pas vous déranger ! Repondis-je précipitement.

- Alors tout d'abord, tutois-moi. Et ensuite, si je te le propose c'est que ça ne me dérange pas le moins du monde luv... Il prononça ses dernier mots avec une voix beaucoup plus profonde ce qui me dit frissonner.

- D-Daccord, bégayais-je, rouge de la tête aux pieds.

- Bien...

A little one but i was thinking of do a next part, what do you think abt that ?

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chronicsymptomsyndrome · 3 months

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Shoutout to anyone that liked these books as a kid. I hope we’re all healing okay.

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catchdacraze · 6 months

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You probably don't want to be bothered. In case you do, if you have time, maybe pledge and get a copy before it ends in 22 hrs.

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best-childhood-book · 1 year

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Get Ready to Vote!

The voting for best childhood book begins tomorrow at 12 PM EST! Get ready to vote for your favorite! Information about the competition can be found here or in my pinned post. Happy voting!

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dragons-hoard-reviews · 1 year

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From the horde…sort of…

Madeleine Roux’s Dungeon Academy: No Humans Allowed! (illustrated by Tim Probert)

One of the newest books that I will be taking a look at is Madeleine Roux’s 2021 book. Although this is a licensed D&D product, it is not the normal output from Wizards of the Coast. This is a story geared towards younger readers, with wonderfully charming illustrations and bigger font throughout.

The plot revolves around a human girl named Zellidora, sorry, Zelli, as she tries to navigate the world of being the only human at the titular Dungeon Academy. Of course, as the title would say, there are no humans allowed in the Dungeon Academy, so she has to disguise herself as the same species as her adoptive mothers: a minotaur. As she goes through her time at the academy, she finds a call to adventure that she simply cannot ignore. Joining her on this adventure are Hugo, the vegetarian owlbear, Snabla, the tenacious (and often hilarious) kobold, and Bauble the mimic, a studious perfectionist who has yet to grow into a proper monster.

This is a wonderful book for younger readers, and I had no problem at all reading this to a younger child. There is wonderful representation in the book, with the main character being a person of color, representation of a strong lesbian relationship, and a main character (Bauble) using they/them pronouns in the book. It also serves as a great introduction to the world of the forgotten realms, with mainstays of the setting like beholders, gelatinous cubes, and mind flayers appearing, and the mention of places like Baulder’s Gate.

The only thing I would caution those looking to get this book for younger readers on is that there is a fairly brutal bit of combat for a children’s book, with one of the main characters getting a bloody, bone breaking injury during the climax of the book.

Overall, if you’re looking for a lighthearted read, prepping a campaign for younger children, or wanting to get a youngster into D&D, this is an amazing place to start!

#dnd #dungeons and dragons #kobold #zelli #owlbear #book review #young readers #children’s fiction #mimic

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geekyliteracy · 8 months

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This comic is similar to Black Canary: Ignite but this one has a lot more fun! It was a fun and funny read that pokes fun and the Batman mythos and superheroes.

4 stars ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

#comics #middle grade #young readers #bruce wayne #dc comics #bruce wayne not super #batman comics #batman

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clarislam · 1 year

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Hi everyone! I'm currently writing a kidlit book and I would love to have a few beta readers!

This is meant to be a chapter book for young readers (so about ages 7-12, probably leaning more on the younger side of this range), inspired by Daisy Meadows and Gwyneth Rees' Rainbow Fairy and Fairy Dust series respectively.

I would be happy to get some feedback and critique on this piece, especially since this is the first kidlit book I've written! You'll be reading off a google doc for this, and I'll make sure you have the ability to leave comments on the piece as well so you can leave your feedback there.

Title: Sadie And The Search For The Missing Necklace (working title, subject to change for the final product later on)

Genre: Kidlit/Fantasy

Word count: 7528

Short synopsis: After losing her grandma's necklace, Sadie must work together with a fairy named Pearl in order to find it. But can Sadie learn to trust Pearl as they continue working together, or will her doubts about others keep them from finding the necklace at all?

Desired feedback: Overall impressions, impressions about plot and characters, worldbuilding, and any other questions you might have.

Deadline: No later than Jan. 20th, 2023!

Please IM me if you're interested and/or want more details! Thank you in advance for your interest and happy reading!

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bookaddict24-7 · 8 months

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RECO OF THE WEEK!

Mindy Kim & the Yummy Seaweed by Lyla Lee & Dung Ho

Synopsis:

"Fresh Off the Boat meets Junie B. Jones in this first novel in an adorable new chapter book series about Mindy Kim, a young Asian American girl who is starting a snack business!

Mindy Kim just wants three things: 1. A puppy! 2. To fit in at her new school 3. For her dad to be happy again

But, getting all three of the things on her list is a lot trickier than she thought it would be. On her first day of school, Mindy’s school snack of dried seaweed isn’t exactly popular at the lunch table. Luckily, her new friend, Sally, makes the snacks seem totally delicious to Mindy’s new classmates, so they decide to start the Yummy Seaweed Business to try and raise money for that puppy!

When another student decides to try and sabotage their business, Mindy loses more than she bargained for—and wonders if she’ll ever fit in. Will Mindy be able to overcome her uncertainty and find the courage to be herself?"

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Check out my review here.

Add this book to your TBR on Goodreads here.

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Have you read this book? Would you recommend it?

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Happy reading!

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lala1267 · 1 year

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Beach girl

Summary: you were just a girl that loved the beach, you had met an older man that caught your eye. Years later you had a family with this man.

Warnings: big age gap (10 yrs😮), smoking, mentions of drugs and drinking.

I was a casual 16 year old girl. I had a thing for beaches. They brought me joy that no one else could. The feeling of the aqua marine water on my tanned skin, running through my long blonde curls. The sunlight hitting my green eyes perfectly, the sand sticking to my glistening body, the fishes that glided through the water, the birds that floated through the air. It was pure bliss. I was known as the beach girl to everyone who knew me, no one called me by my real name wich was Bree Bella. I was at the beach every day, I was never anywhere else. As soon as the sun rose I was running down to the shore, I stayed there until the sun set. I was a happy lil girl, always giggling, smiling, dancing and singing. I was always chewing strawberry flavoured gum and blowing bubbles. I had a normal home life, my parents loved me, I had lots of freinds, but I preferred to be alone with the ocean. I would spend hours ranting and venting to the ocean as its waves waved at me, the sound of the water talked back to me. I surely looked like a weirdo, sitting there talking the the blue water, but I simply didn't care, I was wild and free. I ran barefoot, danced everywhere I went, did cartwheels everywhere, skipped around without a care in the world. I was either in a bikini by the beach or in a short dress dancing around somewhere. I was in heaven everyday.

One hot summer morning, I had woke up and slipped my bikini on almost immediately. I grabbed my towel before running down the wooden stairs from my room. I had made my way to the kitchen where my mother and father were sat, eating breakfast. I grabbed a warmed up waffle that my mother made for me every morning. I planted kisses on my parents cheeks before running out of the door into the morning light. I sprinted barefoot on the hot golden sand, waffle in my mouth and a towel in hand. Once I had reached the clear blue water I quickly gobbled my waffle as I tossed the pink towel onto the hot sand. I ran into the water, my tanned skin now all wet and glistening. I was neck deep, smile on my face whilst I sang to myself, my voice was high and cute. I swam around as I watched the fish dance around me. I was enjoying the feel of the liquid on my soft young skin when I saw an older man on the beach. He had slicked back hair, he was tall and handsome, he was gorgeous infact. He had stripped his shirt off to reveal his tanned chest, his swim shorts tight. He was about to step into the water when he had noticed me staring at him in awe. He flashed a smile at me before taking a few steps towards my figure wich was neck deep in clear blue water. I had quickly snapped out of my day dream when I heard his deep voice.

"May I help ya honey" my face went a bright shade of red as I tucked a curl behind my ear.

"Uhm n-no I'm fine" I said with my shaky voice. I was visibly nervous as I looked at this jaw dropping man. He giggled at me before speaking,

"Ya sure? you look a bit nervous" his voice was like music to my ears, I wish could've made a song just out of his voice and listened to it for hours. I didn't reply to the man. I just emerged out of the water, revealing my tanned slim figure before speaking,

"Uhm it's dinner time, I don't wanna be late now" I said as I bent over to pick my pink towel up. The man was quick to stand infront of my petite figure, I was forced to look into his icey blue eyes, I didn't mind one bit. The man opened his mouth to speak,

"Dinner? It's 9 in the morning honey, don't go cold on me now." The man said as he furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. My face lit up into a brighter shade of red at his comment. I shifted my eyes to the floor as I felt his large hands cup my round face. I turned my head to look up the man, waiting for him to speak.

"I don't want ya to be on your own out here, cmon talk to me" he said as he sat on the golden sand, he had patted the area next to him as a way of telling me to sit down. I sat on the hot sand, our shoulders were touching.

"Tell me about yourself darlin'" the man said as he looked down into my green eyes. I blew the blonde curls out of my face before answering him,

"Well my name is Bree and I love the beach." I stated quietly before looking into his dreamy eyes. He smiled at me before talking again,

"Well that's a pretty name for a pretty girl, my name's Elvis, Elvis presley." My cheeks flushed pink at his compliment before smiling at him.

"Well that's a handsome name for a handsome fella." I said whilst giggling. Elvis held my hand before using his flirtatious words.

"I have a picnic set up for myself but I don't mind sharing it with a lovely girl like yourself" I nodded and smiled whilst I sat up. His large hands around mine whilst we walked towards the trees. It was a shady part of the beach, a perfect spot for a picnic. I had sat down on the red checkered blanket opposite Elvis. A small wooden basket sat between us. I eagerly opened it without asking, Elvis just giggled at me. I pulled two peanut butter jelly sandwiches out along with strawberries, water and chocolate. I handed Elvis one sandwich whilst I munched on the one in my small hands. I took two bites before looking at Elvis who's eyes were already on me.

"Thankyou Elvis, its real yummy" I cheerfully said with a smile. Elvis took a bite of his sandwich before replying,

"Anything that makes a pretty girl happy" I laughed since that was probably the hundredth time he had called me pretty. He wasn't lying, I had tanned skin, a perfect body, perfect blonde curls, emerald green eyes and freckles all under my eyes and on my nose.

Once the both of us had finished our meal I was eager to go back to the water.

"Elvis, please can we go and swim now?" I asked as I batted my cartoon eyes at his blue ones.

"Of course sweety" His deep yet comforting voice sent chills down my spine. We both got up, I walked up to him and had wrapped my small arms around one of his. We walked down to the shore like a married couple.

Soon we were giggling and playing In the blue water, he picked me up and threw me in, I jumped into his arms before I instructed him to throw me into the water again. I felt at home but home wasn't a house, it was Elvis.

The evening soon came, me and Elvis lay on the beach snuggled up to eachover, I never knew I could fall in love with a man I had just met. As I rested my head onto his bare chest I ran my fingernails along his belly.

"Elvis, how old are you?" I asked out of curiosity.

"26 my dear"

"I'm 16, my momma wouldn't wanna see me snuggling up to a grown man" I said as I forced out a fake laugh. Elvis ran his long fingers through my curly hair before speaking,

"Age is just a number my love" his voice made my heart beat faster, I really loved a man that was ten years older than me, this was illegal.

"Elvis I gotta go, it's getting dark and I don't wanna get grounded by my mamma" I said as I let out a sad sigh. Elvis was quick to reply,

"That not if you stay at my house" I looked up at him with furrowed brows,

"Do ya really think my mother would let me sleep at a grown man's house when I'm just sixteen, don't be silly Elvis" I said with a sad expression.

"You don't have to tell ya mamma that part, just say your sleeping over a freinds house." Elvis said with a smile on his face. I wide grin also appeared on mine as I got up off him.

"I will be right back" I said before running of to my house. Elvis watched me run off with a smile plastered onto his pretty face.

I came running back to him five minutes later with a bag packed full of clothes and my essentials.

"Take me to your house." I said whilst I was out of breath from running. Elvis got up and escorted me off the beach onto the road were his pink cadillac was parked. It was the best car I'd seen in my life. Elvis opened the passenger door for me, I parked my self onto the leaver seat as he sat into his. We were still in our swimwear. I turned to Elvis who was inserting the car keys into the keyhole. I turned the radio on, it was playing my favourite song. I turned the volume up high, as I sang at the top of my lungs. I wasn't embarrassed at all. Elvis giggled before singing along with me. As the song came to and end he turned the music down low before saying,

"I made this song ya know" an cocky smile was glued to his face whilst my jaw dropped.

"Wait what, so your famous!" He simply nodded whilst I pulled my old camera out of my bag that I had packed. I held it up in the car as I tapped Elvis on his shoulder, urging him to smile. The camera clicked as a bright light came after. I put the camera on my thigh as I impatiently waited for the poleroid to print out.

"Just wait till my momma sees this, she's totally gonna freak out when I tell her your famous!"

"Oh I think she will already know who I am honey" Elvis said whilst laughing. After a short car ride wich felt like forever, we had finally arrived. My jaw was practically on the floor as I saw his house, it wasn't even a house it was a mansion. Elvis stepped out of the car before opening the door for me. He held his hand out for me to grab as he brought me inside. It was beautifull. A diamond chandelier hung at the entrance, I looked around I saw the lavish living room, the posh kitchen and the luxurious decor. I couldn't buy anything in this house even with my life savings. He led me upstairs, we got to the top of the red carpet stairs when he asked me,

"You wanna sleep with me or in the guest room" I didn't hesitate to reply,

"With you." He nodded as he led me into his room, it was amazing, there was a rather large TV for the time, a king sized bed and even a walk in wardrobe. A bathroom was also connected to the room. I placed my heavy bag down onto the bed, I rummaged through it to find my pidgamas, i placed them onto the silk covers of the bed. Elvis was in on the other side of the room, I felt comfortable with him, so I stripped my bikini of infront of his eyes, I slipped a pair of pink panties on and an old crop top that didn't do a very good job of stopping my nipples from poking through. When I was finished I looked at Elvis who clearly checking me out, I didn't mind, I loved getting attention from Elvis. I jumped into the large bed, Elvis followed not long after, we were now cuddling eachover, the feeling of his big arms wrapped around my body felt like I was In heaven. I lifted my head to look up to his eyes, I couldn't stop myself, something took over me, I cupped his cheeks with my hands and desperately pushed my red lips onto his pink ones. His lips felt soft almost like a pillow, my tongue wrapped around his. I pulled away shortly after with the biggest smile on my face, the taste of his saliva still lingered around my mouth.

" I didn't know a lil girl like you knew how to kiss"

"I have my ways." I said flirtatiously before snuggling up to him even more, I was basically glued to him at this point. I drifted off into a deep sleep.

The next morning i had woken up in the grand bed, I turned to wrap my arms around Elvis but I ended up hugging the bed. I opened my eyes to see that Elvis wasn't there. I got up to look for him. I walked downstairs into the kitchen, there he was making breakfast for me. Cigar in his mouth, messy hair, bare chest, it was like I was looking at a Greek God. He turned to look at me, my hair was messy, my cheeks were puffy I looked pretty and wild. A smile appeared on his face before he walked over to me. He pulled the cigar out of his mouth as he breathed clouds of smoke out, it was so sexy. He pulled me into a tight hug and kissed me a few times before saying,

"Sit down honey, I made ya breakfast" I did just that. He placed a bowl of cereal infront of me. I blew a kiss to him as he sat down next to me at the dining table. He placed a kiss on my cheek before we both began to eat. I was in love with a superstar.

That was five years ago, now I was 21 and he was he was 31. We were married and very much in love. I had done everything with Elvis, I had tried alcohol for the first time with him, smoked weed with him, ran from the cops with him, I even got drunk with the man. We were courageous and crazy, we weren't afraid of anything. He was my protector, he looked after me. I went to every one of his shows. I went to every one of his meetings and interviews. We were inseparable. We ran on fields, swam In lakes, climbed mountains and we were always at the beach. After his shows were finished I would run up and jump into his arms, I would die for the man, I would kill for the man, I would do anything for the man.

Soon I had found out that I was pregnant, Elvis looked after me through my whole pregnancy. When our child was born she was a beautiful baby girl, I remember Elvis's exact words the day she was born,

"She so pretty, takes after her mother"

We had named her Maria Presley, she had my blonde curls and Elvis's blue eyes. She was drop dead gorgeous. But it wasn't easy looking after a baby, even with Elvis helping. I would have to wake up in the middle of the night to her crying, feed her everytime she looked like she was about to cry, she would even cry for no reason. The dream had gone but the baby was real. I didn't regret having her one bit though. We were a healthy family of three, everyday of my life was like heaven, I was living the life I had always dreamed of.

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